Apocolypse Now [PG-13, NDE, Medium-Hard]

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The moment the voice spoke Vannan turned around to try to figure out where it came from. To no avail he was unable to find out where it was coming from. He held his gun's close as he waited for something to happen. Then a howl came out, the hairs on his arms stood up as he saw it, wolves, but not just any wolves these things seemed to be much larger than any normal wolf, they were almost human in size. “...... fuck.....those are werewolfs....” Looking around he saw that there were fifteen of them surrounding them. This wasn't good they would be picked off one by one, but at the very least he got an idea of what this things power was. This thing could bring to life monsters of myths and horror movies.


He wasn't going to waste time and let those things have the first move, no he kicked off the ground using air ground to stand up above the ground before kicking off again pushing him up into the air way above the rest of the group and face to face with the five wolves in the rafters. The others could handle those down there, he wanted to take out the five up above, it would be fair, after all he took care of a majority of the zombies from before. His eyes focused in on the five as he put away his guns. With a deep breath he took in some reiatsu.

His bow formed and pulling back he created five arrows launching them right at the five werewolfs each one aimed for the heads of the beasts. However one attack each wasn't going to be enough for him the arrows quickly split three times turning into forty arrows in a matter of seconds. The werewolfs would quickly be barraged by the arrows, he hoped that this would be enough to kill the wolfs, but if not he had his guns back in his hands waiting to unload bullets into any remaining werewolfs.

(OOC remaining reiatsu 2375/2000 +300 from cross - 50 for five class seven arrow - 25 for the first split -50 for the second split -100 for the third split

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OOC: Bump, c'mon guys, let's get this show on the road.

[Jikken Kaze]

"YOUR PUNS ARE STUPID AND YOU MUST BE UGLY INCARNATE FOR YOUR KIDS TO LOOK THIS BAD!" Kaze yells up towards the ceiling. He was having a bad time in this monster house. He wanted to use his powers so freaking badly, but every time he tried, an odd disconnect ruined his focus. It was infuriating to the mod soul to be simply cut off from everything the he had earned up to this point. If he ever found the guy with did this to him, he would take great pleasure in eradicating him for that fact alone. The monsters attacking him would come first though.

A bunch of wolf men, focusing heavily on the wolf part, as the only thing these things shared with man, was the fact that they stood on two legs, and they barely did that right, as some of them were standing on all four legs, as they made their way from the top of the ceiling. Jikken quickly took over for Kaze, and charged at the beasts gunning for the shinigami. They ran on four legs, like the beastly mutts they are, so Jikken's attack was easy. He leapt onto the back of the leftmost monster, quickly digging his fingers into the fur of the monster, taking it by surprise.

The monster was fast and strong, he could tell that by how quickly they closed the distance on the evil shinigami. Still, he was faster, if only by a little bit. As fast as he could, he put his hand into a plucking shape, and plunged it into the wolf's eye, ripping it out. The furred creature howled in pain, before flinging the mod soul off its back. Jikken tumbled forward, rolling on the ground for a few moments, before coming to a stop aside Aveus. He was injured, he could tell. His shoulder might be broken or dislocated. He was unused to pain, and still reeling from the fall. Hopefully the shinigami would aid him.

[Izanami Midorikawa]

Walking throughout the areas was the human weapon known as Izanami Midorikawa. She had been asleep in the facility that held her captive like normal when suddenly she had awoken to find herself in a closet. All of her equipment was already on her and she was obviously not in the facility. So for the moment the human didn't have much of an idea as far as why she was here. It was possible that she had been drugged to stay asleep and had been moved somewhere without being told.

So now as she opened the door that held her within the closet she looked out and saw the massive room with the high ceiling. So many chairs all around and yet immediately her silver eyes took in the sight of all of the spiritual beings in the room. A beast clan was here for some reason while there was a Quincy, Shinigami and from what she could tell a Mod Soul as well. Something was seriously wrong right now. Izanami hadn't been given any kind of order regarding attacking any of them.

So for the time being she stood there looking over everything. She watched the way that the individuals moved and took in the information she would need in case things came to a confrontation between them and her. All the while also making sure that these large beasts didn't get the jump on her. From what she could tell they were similar to the beasts that she had been forced to fight in the past. Whatever the case for the time being it seemed that she needed to be prepared for what might happen.

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{Stats & Skills}
Strength: 200 (140)
Speed: 150
Spiritual Pressure: 210
Reiatsu Strength: 200 (300)
Instincts: 100
Senses: 50
Energy Sensory: 100
Healing Expertise: 0
Light Aura: 0
Dark Aura: 100

Learning: 1
Movement: 2
Calm Mind: 2
Pain Tolerance: 2
Battle Analysis: 2
Weapon*Swords: 2
Martial Art*Taekwondo: 2

[☾ Aevus | Umbra ☽]

Ears echoing from that howl, the pale faced reaper would stand ready. Zanpakuto in hand, Wintry blues fell upon the wolfish features of the beasts that descended upon the group. Lycanthropes all of them. The yellow stained teeth dripped a strange salvia. The number and simply the size of the creatures were intimidating. He’d be a liar if he didn’t admit to himself that he was at least a bit frightened. He’d tap his finger on his Zanpakuto as he began to count. ““One, two, three.”

There were more than that but that was the number of beasts that sheltered their glowing irises on him. He certainly had his hands full. After freezing in place before, it was only natural for the creatures to target him. Every chain has a weak link and he certainly made himself look the part. As the ragged man yelled he could feel a fury radiate off of him. Even the Quincy was handling himself. The Quincy. . . There was no thinking about that now. These wern’t his enemies, no not yet at least.

As the ragged man struggled with the beast he could hear its howling cries and with a crash and roll he'd watch as he landed beside him. Only a simple glance and he could tell that this man had been injured. He was certainly unique in his own right. A dirty old hoody seemed to frailly cling to his person. Battle worn and covered in scars, his blue gaze would meet his browns. “Catch your breath.” Aevus would whisper as he sought the first beast.

His blade held firmly reverse gripped he would move at full speed twirling his blade between the gut, he would attempt to spill its insides in a single action. “One~” He would leap to his next target, a runic blade would carve its way across the throat, jolting across its windpipe. “Two~” Blood began to spill and in an instant he would leap forth against its falling corpse. Aiding himself with air ground just to reach the third. “Three. . .” He’d pierce the beast in its very heart.

With a swift movement he would flip away landing before Kaze. Catching himself with his right, he would kneel. His Zanpakuto held out before him in a reverse grip as he eyed the remaining beasts. His breath heavy, he would catch himself for a moment. “Don’t exert yourself, Aevus.” Silver lined eyes buried themselves against him with worry as he caught his breath. It was a warning but it was well warranted giving the circumstances. He had found himself in a quagmire. Working alongside demons and beasts alike. Enemies of Soul Society and threats to the human world. When all was said and done what would stop them from turning on him? Hopefully his actions.

[Shōkan Kawada Ⅺ]

As the warriors clashed with the monsters, the mysterious force spoke once again, "PITIFUL! LOSE A LITTLE POWER AND LL OF YOU ARE REDUCED O SQUEELING WEAKLINGS... I SUPPOSE YOU MAY HAVE IT BACK, I REQUIRE SOME ENTERTAINMENT AFTER AL. Suddenly he participants would be able to feel the abilitiy to use their techniques rush back into them, as if they had never lost it in the first place. It appeared that while the force was nigh omnipotent, it was alos somewhat childish, and changed it's ind easily.

"NOW FOR SOME FUN!" Suddenly, all of the wolves retreated. They fled back to holes and nooks and cranny's and dissapeared in only a few moments. All that was keft were the corpses of those destroyed. Yet even those disappeared, sinking into the floor. Now all that was left were the players.They would have a few moments to talk, maybe they banded together? Maybe they didn't. Regardless, a few minutes after all of the wolves fled, A foreboding aura would fill the air, and the nightmare would begin once more.

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{Play This}

Suddenly, Gravity shifted. Slowly, almost so slowly they might not recognize it at first, the floor fet like it was no longer flat, but rather on an incline. This feeling would continue until it started to go faster. It was as if the entire room had become a giant turning wheel... A square wheel. Within a minute, what was once the side of the room became the floor, and within another minute, what was once the ROOF became the floor. This would not stop, it would continue throughout the posts.

Additionally, coming from behind the stage, flying winged creature emerged. Harpies. They're screeches were hurtful to the ear, and each had a whip of flame. They possesed bat-like wings, and flew around the participants, not hampered by the turning floor. Ranged attacks would be difficult to land due to their manueverability, as well as the distraction caused by the rapidly turning floor. These harpies would swoop down and lash at their prey repeatedly, scoring burning gashes on furniture, and even their opponents whenever they hit.

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{Harpies}
Strength: 150
Speed: 450
Reiatsu Strength: 450
Spiritual Pressure: 50
Light Aura: 0
Dark Aura: 100
Instinct: 150
Senses: 160
Energy Sensory: 0
Healing Expertise: 0

Their whips were aproximately 15 feet long, easily long enough to avoid melee confrontations unless circumented somehow. The more they screeched, the more all of the participants would have dark thoughts. They would become angrier and more irritable as time went on, more prone to making emotional mistakes. For every point in calm mind and illusion resist, the effects are 20% reduced. Still felt, but to a lesser extent, and rational thought is available longer. 3 points in either negates entirely.

How will you react? (Evil Laughter)

[Jikken Kaze]

His shoulder was dislocated, Kaze could feel it. The way the pain flared whenever he moved, it was almost unbearable, and lesser beings, and more importantly smarter beings, would have instantly tried to fix that problem. Kaze was neither of these things on his good days, and now he was seeing red. The room started to spin, as the wolves quickly retreated to the dark corners of the tilting room. This only added insult to his injury. They spared him when he had no right to have survived that fight. They thought him as some kind of toy to play with and break as they pleased. Kaze grit his teeth as he climbed to his feet, holding his left shoulder.

The man was taunting them all, he could tell. He couldn't hear him, the blood was rushing from his ears, only adding to his rage. His face was warped into an angry snarl and his eyes began to glow an angry red. His control was slipping more and more, Jikken refused to play musical chairs with him any longer. Muted screeches broke what little concentration he had left, as the little airspace the room had was suddenly filled with mostly-naked bird women. The only thing keeping them even remotely modest was feathers and scales hiding their lady bits from view.

Kaze was half a second from falling to the wall, as the floor was practically vertical at this point. But it didn't matter. All that mattered was that he had to kill these things. He had to kill all of these things until he ran out of targets. Killall, killall, killall, KILL THEM ALL! Jikken let out a war cry, as his armor came to life with a wild roar of howling winds. He was instantly coated in a miniature tornado, destroying the ground behind him, as he began to float in the air, looking more than kinda pissed.

With his bum left arm hanging by his side, Jikken stood in the air, twelve feet above the rotating ground. The he vanished. With a burst of Caelumintro, the mod soul sped through the air, stopping directly in front of a startled harpy. He didn't move to the closest bird though. Behind him, three women fell down to the unforgiving ground. Two of the harpies wings had been hit by the enraged mod soul, and lost their ability to maintain flight. The third one had a Jikken-shaped hole in her torso. The monster lashed her whip at the man. His armor shredded it to nonexistence, as he punched a hole into the birds face. He was still yelling in a deep roar. He had only just begun his slaughter, as the mist of blood slowly fell to the floor.

Caelumintro: 50
Dark storm armor: 200
Total reiatsu: 5750/6000

[Izanami Midorikawa]

Standing there as she was watching the battle between the group of spiritual entities the young blonde Fullbringer simply did just that. All she was doing was watching how they each fought. This was how combat and battles always started. She had been trained all her life to learn how potential foes fought so that she'd have an easier time killing them. Right now she was learning a great deal about the majority of them.

Such as the Quincy that used guns, The Mod Soul that had some sort of wind based ability that seemed to grant him a wide variety of abilities. Then there was the Shinigami that had a blade and yet nothing else. He was the unknown factor. She hadn't seen much action from him since leaving the room that she had for whatever reason been in. While she was starting to judge all of them she had the least information on him which made him the most dangerous.

As the room started to move though Izanami figured that she might have a hard time. She had watched as the wolves ran away from the onslaught that they were facing. Now strange creatures that flew and wielded whips were flying. Izanami commanding the soul of the floor that she was standing on used Soul Dominance. The following moment the wood that made up the floor would have her reiatsu flow through it and then break apart. The wood then moved upwards and wrapped around her as a dome protecting her from the foes and from falling around the room. She was safe for the moment.

Remaining Reiatsu: 1950/2100
Soul Dominance: {-150}

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The loud and rather annoying voice spoke out again, this time acting more like a child than anything else. It screamed and hollered that it wanted entertainment. Fucker should go watch some TV or something. Vannan thought to himself as he saw the remaining werewolfs run away and vanish as if they where never there to begin with. He had a feeling that this was far from over as he felt his power come back to him fully. No longer did he need to use his guns or his basic arrows. However this also came with a feeling that something else was at play here. There was no reason for him to get his powers back so suddenly.

Still up in the rafters he felt something happen, the ground started to shift under his feet, without wanting to be caught off guard he used Hirenyaku Schwerkraft to float in the air and not be tied to the gravity of the world. He wasn't sure what was happening, but he knew that he didn't like the idea of being tilted to one side of the room. The suddenly he saw it, the whole room was spinning, round and round it went, but luckally for him he was able to ignore most of the tumbling effects due to not being attached to the normal earth's gravity. He smiled a bit as he wondered how the rest of these people would deal with the effects.

Either way it didn't matter as he saw what was coming next for them. Harpies, foul creatures with whips of fire. Whatever this thing was that had called them over here had a passion for mythical monsters. “I wonder if a dragon is next.....” Vannan said as he pulled back on his bow and fired out five plasma bolts in a wide cone that instantly split appart due to their property of splitting. Each arrow soon had ten smaller arrows circling around it all made of hot plasma. He had aimed right for the stage and created a wire trap of plasma before him to keep himself safe from the harpies. Sadly everyone in the room would soon suffer from a blinding light including the harpies. All but him due to his sunglasses, he knew that for now he could watch safe in the air as his plasma bolts would last for a while.


1875/2000 -100 for bow level 1 – 100 for Hirenyaku Schwerkraft – 300 for five class four plasma bolts (class of split arrows are class 5)

[Jak Halcom]

Jak watched the wolves retreat back into the darkness in which they came. At the same time, Jak felt like a weight was lifted off of him allowing him to use his mod soul abilities. He listened to the voice keeping himself tensed and ready to go. "NOW FOR SOME FUN!" The corpses that they had previously defeated sank into the ground disappearing from sight. Jak just hoped that whatever was behind this didn't have an ability to do something like that to any of them. Then the room started to rotate. Jak was not even going to try and figure out how that was possible. He just moved against the rotation just enough to keep him where he was, and avoiding any obstetrical that came his way. 

Harpies flew out from behind the stage. The mod soul was already going into action. He used his ability to bring down two of the harpies having crippled their wings. Jak decided to capitalize on their shock and lessened mobility. Jak would ran as fast as he could to them extending his chain. He arrived at the first one and slammed his left fist into her head trying to keep her disoriented. He would then swing his chain horizontally stricking the farther one with the hot iron and wrapping it around her body. Jak pulled with all his strength pulling her in with great jolts. With one final lurch, Jak pulled the harpy into a hard left hook. As she fell he would fallow up with a round house kick to her head. As the first harpy started to recover from the hit, Jak would quickly finish her off with a chain strike to the neck. 

[☾ Aevus | Umbra ☽]

Since this thread had not been finished, Total TP is halved.

300 TP to all participants.

100 TP for Izanami who joined on the last page.