A battle of Ghosts, The Wraith or the Revenant?

[Kitai Yoru]

Thread Title: A battle of Ghosts, The Wraith or the Revenant?
Participants: Beast, Kitai Yoru
World: Human World
Death Setting: Non Death Enabled
Rating: PG-13
Location: In the early night, long after all the workers have left, the harbor is all but abandoned. Large shipping crates litter the area. Off nearby are a number of warehouses, some may or maynot be in use by more seedier individuals.
Special Conditions: None
Circumstances: Kitai has just made his first escape from his nearly unending nightmare, releasing a unique pressure onto the world around him, catching the attention of a certain Beast

[Kitai Yoru]

The sun was slowly fading at the edge of the horizon, painting the ocean with a myriad of colors. While it was a beautiful sight, it went mostly unnoticed by the people of the city. People too busy with their lives to stand still, and just see the world around them. So many paid it no mind. But that was good for a certain person. Down near the water, a blood red rift opened from the docks. It gave off an ominous feeling, leaving all those who lay eyes upon it was a foreboding sense of dread. The sounds of battle could be heard from inside it, with one screaming voice growing closer.

A hand grasped the edge of the portal, fingers digging into the concrete. With one last roar of effort, a pale man pulled himself out of the void. The demonic gateway slammed shut with a thunderous boom, while the man laid on the ground beside where it once was. Then he smiled, and started laughing. Anyone could tell how happy this man was, so overjoyed that he was free from whatever nightmare he crawled out of, that he could just lay on the ground and laugh like a fool. But then he realized where he was, and turned to see the setting Sun.

A tear rolled down the man's face, so happy he was finally free, at least for the time being. He shot to his feet, not wanting to waste this moment, and yelled out to the world. "AHH, AFTER TEN THOUSAND YEARS I'M FREE, IT'S TIME, TO CONQUER EARTH!" He laughed to himself at the joke. Giving himself a few minutes to stretch, not at all worried about his surroundings now that he was back in the world of the living, he even let his gravitational pressure loose, not particularly caring about anything at the moment. He was just so happy he could be back!

"Oh, what's the first thing I'll do?" He said to himself, an old habit that helped throw people off. "OH! I'm gonna get some real f#cking food! I wonder if there are any all you can eat places around here?" He said to himself, walking towards the city, in all its never sleeping glory. This man, was Kitai Yoru. Sinner, Saika, and an all around insane son of a gun. With his powers, he was currently wearing a black set of dress pants, a mildly dirty white button up shirt, an eye patch over his left eye, and brown loafers. Thick chains were wrapped around his wrists and ankles, mildly clanking with every step he took.


Total Reiatsu Remaining: 11,500/16,000

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{The start of good times!}Stats: Strength: (100x.5) 50
Speed: (100x.5) 50
Reiatsu strength: (100x.5) 50
Spiritual Pressure: (400x4) 1600
Senses: (150x.5) 75
Instinct: (150x.5) 75
Energy Sensory: (0x.5) 0
Healing Expertise: (0x.5) 0

Dark Aura: 100
Light Aura: 0

Willpower: 3
Pain Tolerance: 3
Battle Analysis :3
Crafting: 3
Martial Skill; Style of the Moron: 3

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{Skinsuit stats!}Strength: 525
Speed: 525
Reiatsu strength: 50
Spiritual Pressure: (1600x.5) 800
Senses: 75
Instinct: 75
Energy Sensory: 0
Healing Expertise: 0

Durability: 850

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{Skinsuit Text}{Dark Skill Level 1 Property:} [His first level creates a body for him to enter and use as he sees fit. The physical body is different than his soul body, as it restricts a number of things he can do. The new body takes his highest spiritual stat, and uses it to fuel the physical capabilities of it. While in the bodies, the wearer's highest spiritual stat will act as if it is 50% of what it normally is.

In order to create a body, Kitai must spend 25% of his current reiatsu, but must spend at least 250 in order to use the technique. The amount of reiatsu used to create a body changes the effects. The strength and durability of the bodies is based off the amount of reiatsu Kitai is missing. For every 100 reiatsu Kitai has lost or used in the thread, will increase the durability by 10, with the starting durability being 300. Each body comes with 300 strength and speed as base with every 100 reiatsu missing from his max reiatsu increasing both the strength and speed by 5. If the user has physical stats higher than 300, the physical stat or stats will be changed to that higher number.

The strength of the body is a sort of false one. While the body is strong, it is merely a tool, not truly living, so to speak. While a real body would be able to handle such high strength and speed, this one is a mere tool, and all tools have a breaking point. Those wearing the body will find themselves unable to use main benefits that high physical stats would normally grant. Shockwaves and mending bones through sheer power are forever lost to the user. In fact, the body is completely unable to use any of the perks past 400, for both strength and speed, unless the wearer has those stats already without the body.

Much like a tool, once the body uses too much power, it begins to quickly decay. The max it can use in either physical stat is 300, before the untrained body breaks its limit. After that, the body is doomed to die quickly, and painfully. The body has no issues with stamina after this point, never running out after it breaks its limits, using a sort of Hysterical Strength to force itself to keep going. Normally a body can last indefinitely, but for every post Kitai pushes it to use over 300 in either physical stat, up to 500, it drains a post, while over that pushes it by two posts. The body has ten of these posts before it dies, ejecting the user of it from the maimed corpse. Number-wise, it looks like this; 0-300 costs nothing, 301-500 costs one post out of ten, 501+ takes two posts out of ten.

The creation of the body is instant, forming around Kiati if he so chooses, and can be exited at any time the wearer pleases. The only oddities that make the body stand out from normal humans is that the first stage of a Dark Skill will still shine through, and the chains on their soul will still appear on the new body, but otherwise, the body will be have an appearance of whatever Kitai wishes it to look like.

So long as the body is worn, Hell has a much harder time finding him. For every three posts that a Saika is in the body, the count on the duration of his escape will go down by one for every three posts they make. Can start a thread with a body for an additional 500 reiatsu of the base cost, without activating his dark skill. Any damage the body takes is not fully transferred to him. Damage is reduced by seventy five percent, and attacks that would kill the body will eject the soul before it can be damaged. The body cannot heal via the normal Saika regeneration, but his soul underneath is still able to. The damage done to the soul will not transfer to the body. Once he exits a body, the stats will be reset to how it was before he entered the body. After a body is destroyed, it goes onto a three post cooldown before he can create another one.

[Beast]

There was something in the air... Something that didn't feel normal. Something Beast had never felt before. It intrigued him, so he made his way towards the harbor. He had been searching for clues to the whereabouts of the Zookeeper, his nemesis, when suddenly a portal to... somewhere, opened up in the harbor. Once he arrived, he saw something emerge from this dread portal and start walking into town. Chains were wrapped around his arms and legs and they clinked together as he walked. Something about this man was different. His gravitational pressure was going wild, driving normal people to their knees and causing many people to just die on the spot. This was the kind of man who was like Beast. No cares for anyone but himself. I wonder what his soul tastes like...

Beast let out his own, inferior, gravitational pressure to announce his presence. He walked towards the man with the suit and eye patch with his twin swords drawn out and ready to fight. He could feel the insane level of spiritual pressure coming from the Saika, so he knew that he did not want to go into battle without his Shikai. But first, he'd wait to see what the Sinner had to say. Maybe they didn't have to fight. Maybe they could just be friends and blow up the world together. Probably not, because Beast wasn't that kind of buddy buddy with people until they proved that they were tougher than him. Like Kuroi had done. Kuroi had devastated Beast without a second thought. And that had earned the Wraith's respect.

Would Kitai earn the same level of respect?

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{Stats and Skills}


Strength - [300 x1.5 (450)] Points

Speed - [150 x1.25 (188)] Points

Spiritual Pressure - [200 x.5 (100)] Points

Reiatsu Strength - [200 x.5 (100)] Points

Light Aura - [0] Points

Dark Aura - [100] Points

Instinct - [200] Points

Senses - [100] Points

Energy sensory - [50)] Points

Healing Expertise - [0] Points


Total SP: [1200] Points



Skills


[Boxing] {2}

[Hakuda] {2}

[Swords] {2}

[Pain Tolerance] {2}

[Strength of Will] {2}

Damage Recovery] {2}

[Mental Incantation] {1}

[Kitai Yoru]

Kitai had been happily thinking about what foods he should try first, every one of them involving cheese by the mountain load, when he was suddenly assaulted by a gravitational pressure, not unlike his own in terms of power. Kitai grinned wickedly, as he recalled his own. He started chuckling, as something approached him, twin blades drawn. Whatever it was held the shape of a man, but not the form. It looked like someone turned a moldy rotten raisen into a person, with blacks, whites, and greys being the only color on it. In short, it was an unholy abomination. Almost like him!

So he laughed. It was slow at first, deep in pitch, before it grew faster. And faster. Until he was cackling like a lunatic, holding the left side of his face with his hand, as if he were dismissing the threat that the creature most certainly was. "HAHAHAHA! AND WHAT ARE YOU!? AAAHAHAHAHA!" He laughed. In truth, he was looking forward to a good fight. There wasn't anything sporting about killing in Hell. Nothing ever died, showing pain was a rarity, and you knew it didn't mean anything in the end. Here? With something new? That was interesting.

"HAhaaaaaaa..." He stopped, leering at his new prey. "I don't know what you are, and really, I don't care." He told him, glee lacing every word. "You have swords like one of those reapers, but look like some alien hollow." Kitai started walking towards the thing. "But that's fine. All I want from you is two things. I want you to give me as much fun as I can beat out of you..." He trailed off, before launching himself forward in a burst of speed. "AND I WANT TO EAT YOUR SOUL! YAHAHAHAHAHA!" He roared, intent on making this monster suffer like him.

He was moving at a speed of 400, not wanting to wear his new suit out too much from the start. He'd cross the distance quickly, throwing a strong, but sloppy punch for Beast's face, using 400 strength to match his speed. Kitai knew beast would try to stab him with those swords of his, but he would be in for a nasty surprise if he did. Kitai's body was very durable, enough to shrug off most lower level attacks. Kitai wouldn't be using his cutback if Beast did try to cut him, not wanting to end the fight too quickly. He wanted to savor this for as long as he could.

Escape from Hell cont: 80 2/3
Body Count: 1/10

[Beast]

Eat Beast's soul? Inconceivable. If any soul was going to be consumed, it was going to be this Hell minion. But man, that guy was fast. Rushing forwards in a blur of speed, it took every bit of Beast's instinct to react to the punch. Sure, his instincts were well honed, but even his honed eyes were having trouble keeping track of this guy. When the punch came, though, Beast was ready. He didn't do what was expected of him, though, and didn't go for the cut with his blades. He instead relied on his mastery of a particular Hakuda technique that would deal with this sloppy punch. While still holding his blades, he punched forwards at the inside of the attacking limb.

If the hakuda punch connected, Kitai's suit's arm would reverberate backwards due to him holding back to only 400 strength. Mushi was a defensive and offensive maneuver that caused the victim's own strength to be turned against them as the attacking limb was pushed aside, defensively protecting the hakuda practitioner, and caused damage equivalent to the victim's strength to the offending limb, offensively applying an attack with one swift movement. So, if successful in connecting his well trained punch with the sloppy punch of the Sinner, he'd create an opening in which to follow up an attack with.

"Grow or else, Oerwoud Hart!" Beast's right blade disappeared in a burst of reiatsu, leaving behind a bone wrapping around his fist and forearm. Additionally, his hair grew by a foot in length and his fingernails began to sharpen like claws. The man also grew an inch taller in the span of just a few moments and would continue to grow taller and gain more reach with every passing second. Now armed with an attack that wouldn't cause him to receive cutback, Beast punched forwards with all his 450 strength might towards the Saika's chest.

And if it hit, it would hit with a dull thud with not much more damage done than a wrinkling of the shirt. The skin suit of Kitai was extremely durable, and would need multiple blows to do any damage at all. Now Beast was open for a follow up attack, his first attack having been thwarted by sheer durability of body. Assuming it struck true, that is. If Kitai reacted in an unpredictable manner to the Mushi defense and the strike, Beast would have to adapt accordingly. He knew that he didn't have nearly enough energy to burn though compared to the Saika who had more energy than he'd ever seen before, so he had to be judicious...

Remaining Reiatsu: 800/1,000 (-200 Shikai)
Shikai: 1/10

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{Mushi}
Technique Name: [Mushi]

Class: [4]

Technique Type: [Hakuda]

Technique Element: [None]

Technique Description and Effects:

A basic Hakuda technique that is used to attack and defend. This technique is a basic guarding mechanism. When an opponent's physical strike is incoming, the user uses this technique to deflect it by jabbing their hand upwards, smacking the side of the opponent's attacking limb. The force causes the enemy limb to shoot upwards, and force equivalent to their own strike to reverberate through the arm and cause damage.

How to use technique:

Requires superior physical strength to the enemy.

Drawback:

None.

Made by: [Admin]

[Kitai Yoru]

The revenant's eyes widened in glee, as his arm was deflected back, away from the wraith. Even as his bones shuddered from the impact, he was just so happy that he was finally getting to experience something different! His arm was struck to the side, before the creature said some words that Kitai didn't understand in the heat of the moment. What he did understand, was when the sword became a bony gauntlet that covered the entire forearm of the former shinigami. Kitai merely laughed in glee, as the fist struck him in the center of the chest, almost knocking the wind out of him.

"HAAHAHAHAHA! THAT WAS A GOOD PUNCH!" He complimented, grabbing the ever-growing man's wrist with his left hand. Pushing his body to an extreme, he jerked the fist to the side, and behind him, simultaneously throwing his shaking right hand forward, wrapping his hand around Beast's throat. Leaning forward until their faces were almost touching. "Give me more!" He let out a harsh, ragged whisper. Jerking his body around, still holding onto Beast, he threw the ghost across the harbor, directly towards the water's edge, still laughing like the lunatic he was.

As he flew however, Kitai noticed he still had his second sword. His grinned took on a more wicked edge, as he pointed his hand towards the humanoid. "All I see is mine to claim." Looking directly at the unreleased weapon in his left hand, he activated one of his techniques. A symbol on the palm of his hand burned a golden yellow, the Mark of Greed. If Beast didn't resist it, the sword would instantly appear in his hand. "I used to dabble in swords play myself. I wonder if I'm still any good at it?" He wasn't. Regardless if the technique worked or not, he would slowly start to walk towards his opponent.

Time out of Hell: 79/80
Mark of Greed: 500
Total Reiatsu remaining 11,000/1600
Body count: 2/10

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{The mark of Greed}
Technique Name: [Mark of Sin: Greed]

Class: [3]

Technique Type: [General Sinner techniques]

Usable By: [Hell Races]

Technique Element: [None]

Technique Description and Effects: [Being stuck in the bad end of the afterlife tends to bring out of some of the more negative aspects of the soul. One of seven that can be concentrated and brought forth in a physical form. This manifests as a mark on the body. For Greed, this mark is branded on the palm of the dominant hand of the user. Greed is a very dangerous ability for any who value their belongings. Greed lets the user take anything within their line of sight. So long as whatever they are claiming isn't alive, they can take it in an instant. For most things, this requires little energy, maybe 25 reiatsu, and can be used every post. For things with actual power however, this gets tricky.

To take something for a being with power requires actual effort on the users part. Costing 500 reiatsu, the embodiment of Greed will attempt to steal their belongings. In order to do this, they must have their original highest spiritual stat be twenty five percent higher then their victim's original highest offensive stat. The opponent can resist this if they pay twice as much reiatsu as the user did to activate this ability. This ability cannot be negated against objects with less than two classes of this technique.]

How to use technique: [The user says aloud, 'All I see is mine to claim', and whatever they look at will instantly be in their hand, and fully under the command of the user.]

Technique Drawbacks: [If Greed fails, it will go onto a three post cool down.]

Made By: [Kitai Yoru]

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{Skinsuit stats}Strength: 550
Speed: 550
Reiatsu strength: 50
Spiritual Pressure: (1600x.5) 800
Senses: 75
Instinct: 75
Energy Sensory: 0
Healing Expertise: 0

Durability: 900

[Beast]

Kitai demonstrated superior physical strength as he grabbed Beast by the wrist and throat and then threw him towards the harbor. The Hollow Wraith bounced a few times on the dock then splashed into the sea. He quickly made his way back onto the docks, now dripping wet and smelling like a wet dog. His hair was now three feet long, approximately, and he continued to grow taller as his fingernails sharpened and lengthened into better claws. Angry at having been thrown like a ragdoll, Beast was about to release his second Shikai to give him a better edge when he realized that the sword was no longer in his hand. He panicked and looked to the water, but it wasn't there.

Then his eyes narrowed as he turned back towards Kitai. The Sinner had his Zanpakutou... The weapon he forged from his own soul, manifesting his rage and anger and passion into a blade of fire. That filthy hellion had stolen it somehow, and Beast was very unhappy about it. Kitai was walking slowly towards Beast, but the Hollow Wraith charged forwards in a fit of rage. "Give that back!" Once Beast got within striking range, he'd move in for an attack he'd never tried before. It was risky, but it just might work. If it was successful, Beast may obtain his second sword back, for a time. If not, well, it might be fun to see if it would work in theory.

Grabbing onto the bottom of the hilt of Bloeding Rand, Beast raised his left foot to be standing on just his right tip toe and then pushed his free open palm towards Kitai's chest. If the Sinner acted like he had before, willing to tank a blow for the fun of it, then he would be in for a surprise as reiatsu and force emerged from Beast's palm strike. The Hakuda maneuver Denden caused the victim to blast backwards 30 meters. Usually. With Beast on a pivot point, and connected to Kitai, and having mastered the technique to apply it horizontally instead of backwards, Kitai would normally have flown 30 meters to the right. But being connected, they would instead spin around for 30 meters.

The goal was to have Kitai loose his grip on the sword and go flying away with Beast having control of the weapon again. If successful, Beast would be quick to regain his balance and stop being dizzy from his proficiency at recovery. If unsuccessful, then he'd be right within range for the Saika to hit him or throw him again. And if Kitai decided to take Oerwoud Hart's physical form too, then Beast would just have to rely on his brute force and his spiritually infused hair to do the fighting for him. First, he'd have to find a way to deal damage to the Sinner. His punch had been ineffective, so he'd probably try his hair next. Kitai would be in for a treat when he tangled with the hair.

Remaining Reiatsu: 800/1,000
Shikai: 2/10

[Kitai Yoru]

The lunatic watched with glee as his opponent sailed towards the ocean. He laughed when he heard the splash he made when he landed in the waters. Water, another thing he had gone long without in the burning abyss. It was just so nice! Kitai didn't want this to end. A fun fight, beautiful sights, pleasant air... But the hunger was starting to get to him. He wanted something to eat soon, and he knew he couldn't spend all night here, as much as he wanted to just fight until he finally dropped dead. Not that he would.

His opponent climbed back onto dryland, covered in the salty brine, looking as angry as ever. Or, that's what he guessed anyway, he couldn't exactly see his face from that distance in the dark. The wraith stood there for a few moments, before turning around, looking for something. "Oh, I wonder what he could be looking for?" He said to himself, chuckling at the unfamiliar weight resting in his hand. He had spent too much time between using weapons for it to feel natural anymore. Just another thing robbed from him, he supposed.

The creature bellowed out in a beastial roar, sceaming out for him to give back his weapon, the first he actually heard him speak to him, being a mostly silent monster. Kitai's face lit up even further. "You can talk!?" He yelled out in joy. Kitai swung the sword at the demi-hollow, attempting to bisect his face. That didn't happen though. The effort he put into the swing was next to nothing, especially when compared to what beast was doing. Kitai wanted to see what beast had planned. And boy was he not disappointed!

The lower speeds, combined with his now atrocious swordplay, the Beast managed to catch it with ease, grabbing onto the open space on the hilt. He really wanted that sword back, huh? Shifting his stance, his fellow spirit spun and swung an open palm into Kitai's chest. He didn't dodge, he didn't particularly need to, and the pain was nonexistent to him anymore. Still, somehow the force of the attack shifted his momentum to the right, even when attacking him dead center in the chest. And Kitai refused to release the sword.

The incredible example of the Beast's martial prowess was rendered mostly moot, as the two were foceable spun in place around the zanpakuto. Kitai, not using his full strength at the moment, held on for only a second of two, before releasing his stake on the blade, flinging the two away from one another. Both flying backwards, each of them impacted with a shipping container, with Kitai putting a hole in his, leaving him halfway through it, with on his feet sticking out. And now there was a bit of a damper on his mood.

The madman was groaning, feeling dizzy from the spinning. Add to the fact that he hadn't continued to break his limiter, and all the strain he put on his body was starting to come back to him. If beast was paying attention, he would smell blood off of Kitai. That's because his arms and legs had split open from breaking his limit. Blood would dirty his white shirt, and his footprints would now be bloody. It was... unfortunate, but something he could deal with for the moment. After all, who really cares about a few broken bones?

"I think it's about time I end this. Don't wanna have to use that yet." He said to himself, climbing out of the container. He activated something called Soul Decay, and instantly everything around him began to rot away. It was a slow death, but that was the curse of life. Jabbing this right hand into his left elbow, he rotted away to bonds connecting it, until the forearm fell off. Carthing it before it fell, he briefly kissed it, before throwing it off to the side, closer towards the town.

If Beast looked towards where he threw it, he would see it sink into the ground, before Kitai spoke back up. "Ya know, for a silent abomination, you're not half bad!" He called out, walking towards said abomination. "I think I won't eat you! This time." He told him, arm dripping with rotten blood. The good part about rotting your arm, was that the dead limb didn't bleed all that much anymore, now that the body was in the process of rejecting the limb. Was it painful? Like the worst numbing pain you could think of.

A dark hole opened up on Kitai's chest, and a black mist started pouring out of it, before pooling up around his feet, completely covering his lower body. It reached five feet around him, looking extremely ominous. "Now then, will you run, fiend of the living world? Or will you give yourself over to the Black Fog?" He taunted the Hollow, wanting to see if it had the courage to continue fighting on. Or would that be foolishness? Either way, it would be dangerous for him to continue forward.

"Or!" He said once more. "We can go rob some humans for some food, cause I haven't eaten anything that didn't taste of ash since I died!" He offered alternatively, wanting to see how the Beast would react to an offering of peace. IT was a long shot, he knew, but if it didn't work, then oh well, no use crying over spilt blood, or something. He was probably butchering that statement, but it's not like it's the only thing he's ever butchered, so whatever. Either way, their battle was drawing to a close soon.

Dark Fullbring: Soul Decay: 200
Blood Pool: 200, 1/4
The Black Fog: 100 to activate, 250 for touching, total reiatsu saved up 350
Total reiatsu remaining: 11,150/16,000

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{More Skinsuit stats!}Strength: 585
Speed: 585
Reiatsu strength: 50
Spiritual Pressure: (1600x.5) 800
Senses: 75
Instinct: 75
Energy Sensory: 0
Healing Expertise: 0

Durability: 970

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{Techniques used}Technique Name: [The Black Fog]

Class: [1]

Technique Type: [Hell Techniques]

Usable By: [Hell Races]

Technique Element: [Shadow]

Technique Fluff: [Those who fear the darkness are wise. Evil in its most primal form thrives in the shadows, always on the edge of the light. But while it is rare when the shadows of the underworld touch the land of the living, the results are always spoken of for generations. The Black Fog is an ability generated by those who have seen the proverbial void, and gazed into it. These people are those with hearts blacker than most, and live in perpetual chaos, misery, and hate. Those who use this technique are often those who have given up on life, and have let themselves fall into despair, or have done so at least once in their existence. This ability was made to show that, no matter how much hope there is the world, and no matter how happy the world becomes, evil will never leave the hearts of mankind, and will always linger. The darkest shadows linger behind the brightest lights.

The Black Fog is generated from the soul of the user, spilling from their chests, completely enshrouding their lower bodies in a mist of darkness at all times. From there, the fog begins to spread over the ground, seemingly consuming it, with the top of it lingering three feet above it. The Black Fog is thick to the point where no light can ever pierce it, consuming it in its entirety. The mist does more than feed off the light however. The shadows absorb all forms of energy that come into contact with it, be it heat, light, or reiatsu. Especially reiatsu.

The air above the fog is quickly drained of any lingering reiatsu, preventing anyone from creating airground platforms of any kind, as well as preventing any stepping abilities. However, those who stand in the blackened air start to suffer from the effects of this immediately. The moment anyone comes into contact with it will quickly lose their power, before fading away beneath the darkness, never to be seen again.

But this isn't what makes this ability so feared, although that is a part of it. The darkness is a sponge for souls, but it doesn't let that energy go to waste. Once it has absorbed enough souls, this ability starts to create monsters. Often titanic beings of pure hate and rage emerge from the shadows, climbing out of the nothing, existing for only destruction. The monsters can take on many forms, ranging from ogers, wolves, or even the well known dragon. These creatures stand anywhere from seven feet in height, to a towering fifty.

The being are extremely durable as well, needing the strongest of champions to slay them. The Black Fog naturally doesn't harm them, and are immune to the effects of it. No matter their shape, these creatures are only as smart as an animal, beatial in thought, maybe as smart as a lion.

All the air above the mist is stripped of reiatsu, no matter the distance. Any ability that touches the fog is absorbed, so long as the offensive stat is lower than the user's, adding the reiatsu used for the ability to the reiatsu counter.]


Technique Effects:

A Black mist spills out of the user's chest, quickly covering the ground around them, hovering two feet off the lowest surface. The Mist spreads five feet per post, times how many posts it has been active. 1 post equals five feet, 2 is ten, 3 fifteen, and so on. The air above the Black Fog cannot be used for any form of airground above it. Anyone in the fog loses 250 reiatsu per post, and loses the same amount just by touching it. Non- spiritual humans, plants, and animals die instantly when they come into contact with the fog.

Any techs used while inside the fog will charge the fog by half the amount paid for the original tech. Once the fog has collected 500 reiatsu, the user can summon a creature of the writer's choice to attack or cause general chaos. The user is also able to wait, and have the fog store its reiatsu in order to summon multiple beasts at once. The creature does not obey the caster, nor is it affected by the draining effects of the fog.

The stats of the creatures are always 800 strength, 400 speed, and 150 in all sensory stats, with 800 durability. The user is able to pay 500 in order to charge the mist. The Cost to maintain is 100 reiatsu, and is used to charge the fog. Fog lasts three posts after the user stops paying for it, and is unable to summon beasts after they stop.

How to use technique: [Mentioned above]

Technique Drawbacks: [The Black Fog, cannot be thrown around like a weapon, and will only remain on the ground, and around the user's lower body. Kicking with the fog around their legs will not drain opponents of reiatsu. The user is not immune to the draining effects of the fog, and is drained every post. Monsters will not obey anything the caster of the Fog commands of them.]

Incantation and Effect:

Made By: [Kitai Yoru]

Reserved?: [No]



Technique Name: [The Blood Pool]

Class: [1]

Technique Type: [Saika Techniques]

Usable By: [Saika]

Technique Element: [Blood]

Technique Description and Effects: [The user is able to create a pool of blood that acts much like the lava pools in Hell. Entering the pool will completely heal anyone back to 100%t, as well as extend the duration out of Hell by five posts, per post they stay inside, for Saika. Anyone that enters the pool will be rendered completely immobile for the extreme burning sensation that the pool creates, unless they have a 3 in pain tolerance, or anti-torture. Heals anyone, including enemies that dare enter. ]

How to use technique: [The user must sacrifice a limb in order to create a pool. After that, the pool takes four posts to emerge. Costs 200 to start, but nothing once it finally energes.]

Technique Drawbacks: [Stated above]

Made By: [Kitai Yoru]

Reserved?: [Yes]


Technique Name: [Dark Fullbring: Soul Decay]

Class: [3]

Technique Type (Kido, Hollow/Arrancar Technique, Human World Dweller Technique, Other): [Hell Technique]

Usable By (Technique is available to which races?): [Saika]

Technique Element: [Varies]

Technique Description and Effects (Explain appearance, powers, and effect): [Insert Below]

While Fullbringers have an innate control and command over Souls, Saika have an understanding of Hell that no human could begin to understand. As a result, when Saika exert control over Souls using their Dark Fullbring, they can achieve results that Fullbringers would tremble in fear at. This technique is the first in a set of techniques that employs Dark Fullbring to deliver fearsome results.

Soul Decay allows Saika to simply extinguish elemental Souls with sheer force of will. While a Fullbringer might be able to extinguish a flame or stop wind from blowing, Saika can start to destroy the air around them, erode the ground itself, and poison the water they touch. An element that the Saika exerts Soul Decay over will take on the aspect of “death and decay”. Plants will look sickly as they shrivel and die, the ground will blacken before flaking away, etc.

At Learned, this technique can only be used on solid elements such as earth and plants. For a cost of 200 reiatsu, they can decay a 2 foot by 2 foot radius per use of the technique.

At Proficient, this technique is capable of being used on double the size of solid elements for the same reiatsu cost and can also be used on “fluid” elements such as air and water. These elements become poisonous, and while not lethal, can induce flu like symptoms for ingesting/inhaling. A 1 foot by 1 foot radius is decayed for a cost of 200 reiatsu each use of this technique.

At Mastered, this technique is again doubled in size for solid elements and fluid elements, reaching a size of 8 feet by 8 feet for solid elements and 2 feet by 2 feet for liquid elements. It can also decay Fire into Hellfire, which burns substances that are not flammable by normal fire. This costs 200 reiatsu and lasts for a single post per use of the technique, after which the Fire dissipates from the decay.

How to use technique (How is it activated?): [Insert Below]

Exert Dark Fullbring over elements to Decay them.

Technique Drawbacks (Limitations, repercussions for use, etc) (Insert Below)

Reiatsu cost. This cannot be performed on enemy techniques or personal objects without 2x superiority, unlike basic Soul Command which just needs superiority, due to the greater control necessary to Decay the soul.

Made By: Kyomei

Reserved? (Yes/No) (Can others use your technique, or just your character?): [No]

[Beast]

Success! Beast sent himself and the Saika flying, though Beast had balanced himself to mitigate that specific drawback to the maneuver. So when he hit the storage container, he merely dented it and fell to the ground. Standing up and dusting himself off, he clutched at the precious saber in his left hand. "Burn It All Down, Bloeding rand!" Before Kitai had pulled himself out of the cargo container, Beast released his second Shikai. The clothes on his arm burned off as a red hot bronze gauntlet formed all the way up to his elbow with a band of bronze around the elbow as well. The saber also caught on fire and remained unlike the first Shikai he had released.

As Kitai pulled himself out of the container and began to exude a black fog, Beast was perturbed but not frightened. Though he saw the way the metal container simply rotted and fell apart and that was most unnerving. The Soul Decay ability was not something that Beast wanted to be on the receiving end of. This fog, too, was something that the Wraith did not want to mess with. He figured that he'd test out the abilities of this fog while also exercising his Bloeding Rand shikai. "Food doesn't satisfy me... Only the energies of spiritual beings can hope to sate my hunger. You will be an excellent meal! You are strong, and tough, and that will make the meal all the more sweet to consume."

Flaming blade pointed to the sky, Beast slashed downwards until the saber touched the ground. 112 flaming bladed leaves shot out of his sword in an arc. There was just an inch between all of them, forming a slash of flaming bladed leaves that would streak towards the fog and the Sinner inside of it. Beast had no idea how they would react to the fog. Would it affect them somehow? They were a flaming physical construct made of his Shikai, but the fog could break down techniques into energy that created monsters. Beast didn't know this, so he was just testing the waters.

"Feed on this!"

Remaining Reiatsu: 575/1,000 (-200 Shikai, -25 Flaming leaves slash)
Oerwoud Hart Shikai: 3/10
Bloeding Rand Shikai: 1/10

[Kitai Yoru]

"Haha! Ever the charmer, aren't you!?" The lunatic said, tone mostly jovial, mixed with a hint of exasperation. "Though, from what I've been told, I taste like ash and rot. Everything from the pit does." Such as was the torture of Hell. Nothing exists that you could take pleasure from. But that was neither here nor there, as Kitai was still fighting. The hollowed Shinigami had release his second blade, giving his an unwarranted boost in confidence. There wasn't anything stopping Kitai from simply stealing the blade back from him, other than Kitai himself.

While he could steal it, where was the fun in watching someone struggle when they weren't at their strongest? It was much more fun to break the strong than the weak after all. So he let him keep it. It wouldn't matter in the end anyway. At this point, the Saika knew that there wasn't anything that his opponent could to do destroy his soul. It wasn't that he lacked strength, he just lacked the strength needed to break these cursed chains. Kitai wanted to sigh, but instead chuckled, getting his head out of the clouds. He didn't want to risk his body breaking more than it had already.

The beast raised his burning sword to the heavens, and swung it towards the ground, obviously activating an ability of some sort. Finally, something flashy! As much as Kitai wanted to simply try and tank the many, many shots, he was sure his body would die if he did. Not wanting to turn this into a ranged battle, he decided to get in close to his fiery opponent. So, like a bullet, Kitai shot towards the Beast with nearly 600 speed, running alongside the ability, using it to charge his mist, even with the meager amount it gave.

But, sadly, Kitai was distracted by the flashing of the lights it created, blinding him momentarily, giving the ability ample time to strike him in his good arm. A burst of flame was the lunatics reward, as he was thrown to the side half way from his target, arm now chard from hitting several flaming blades. It wasn't enough to destroy the arm, but it wasn't going to survive anymore hits like that. Kitai glared hatefully from the ground, though most of his body was obscured by the mist, his eye could still be seen.

The mist was now thirty feet in diameter, and growing ever faster. Then the Sinner smiled a cruel smirk. "Good shot there!" He didn't get up yet. "I think you deserve a reward for all the fun you've given me." If Beast had any spiritual awareness, he would feel the pulse of evil that the fog gave out at that very moment. "I think I'll return the favor!" He yelled out in wicked glee, as a large hand burst out of the mist, somehow not disrupting it in any way. It was large and purple, covered in scales, and tipped in fierce looking claws.

A second one quickly joined it, looking much the same, quickly followed by its head. The monster was that of a woman, with hair blacker than the night, and shared a similar texture to that of seaweed. Her eyes were red voids, glaring down at anything and everything around her. Fully emerging from the dark portal, if it wasn't clear she wasn't human before, her full reveal cemented the fact. The lower half of her body was a wriggling mass of black, ink-like tentacles, lashing out at several shipping containers at once.

The monstrosity stood forty feet tall, towering over everything and everyone in the area, Kitai and Beast included. She looked around, searching for something to kill. A burning sword in the dead of night caught her attention pretty quickly. She let out an ear-splitting screech, as she swung down at her target with several of her 'legs' at once, at a speed of 400, with 800 strength. An embodiment of hate and madness was all she was, and all she would ever be, so Kitai had made sure she was good at it. A powerful beast, to fight another powerful beast.

Blood Pool: 2/4
The Black Fog: 250 for touching, total reiatsu saved up 600, used to create monster, 100 left
Total reiatsu remaining: 10,900/16,000
Body Count 4/10

SPOILER: Click to show

{Spoiler}{Spoiler}{Skin Suit}Strength: 595
Speed: 595
Reiatsu strength: 50
Spiritual Pressure: (1600x.5) 800
Senses: 75
Instinct: 75
Energy Sensory: 0
Healing Expertise: 0

Durability: 995

[Shizuka Sanamizu ✮]

I'll grade for both of you despite Kyo's MIA status. This is graded as a draw.

Kitai: 28 paragraphs = 280 TP total

Beast: 13 paragraphs = 130 TP total