The Demon Hunter: Bounty Thread

[Kitai Yoru]

Thread Title: Holy Archer vs the Chained Revenant
Participants: Kitai Yoru, Priscilla
World: Human World
Death Setting: Non Death Enabled
Rating: PG-13
Location: On the outskirts of Karakura is a large mountain range. On one of them is an old temple shrine, long forgotten, and succumbing to the march of time.
Special Conditions:
Circumstances: Priscilla has accepted a bounty mission, hunting down a wanted target known as Kitai.

[Kitai Yoru]

There were many words that could be used to describe Kitai. A Lunatic, madman, insane, violent, belligerent, sadistic, and crazy were a few, but paranoid wasn't one he usually considered himself to be. But for the past few days, he couldn't help but feel like something was stalking him. At the most random of times, he could feel eyes watching him. Judging him. But whenever he turned to where he felt the eyes, there was nothing there. It was starting to make him feel antsy. Normally he wouldn't be bothered by this, he was quite the standout figure after all, but something about this felt different. Like the eyes of a hunter.

It was strange for him. Normally when someone wanted a piece of him, they wouldn't hesitate, they'd just jump out and attack him, regardless of the consequences. It might have been more than one person. He couldn't tell if people were gathering information on him or not. A group hunting him down? Was it the shinigami? He did nuke their base twice, but he figured they didn't have the man power to launch a retaliatory strike against him. Either way, if there was one thing he could tell from the unsettling feeling of being watched, it was that there was a fight coming his way.

Kitai might have been a Saika, someone who had been sent to Hell for their crimes while human, but Kitai wasn't a murder. Of humans. If this was a person of significant strength, he wanted the chance to go all out against them. He didn't want to be restrained by the fact that humans would die if he were to start fighting in a populated area. That was the reason he was climbing the dirt path up this mountain. At the top was an old shine he had happened upon when he was scouting out homes for Impo. He would almost miss the failure, if he hadn't been the one who killed him.

Even still, this shrine had been long forgotten, the last remaining person being this old man who died a decade ago, his spirit now bound to the place. He seemed happy though, meditating and whatnot. Kitai spit into the treeline. He was almost to the top now, waiting for this guy to start something. He wasn't the most perceptive of people, but if you keep bugging his senses, even he could tell when he was being stalked. The madman was currently lugging around a small backpack, with some food and drink inside. He had assumed that he might have to wait to spring this guy's trap, so he was going to make sure he was comfortable at least.

It took him another few minutes, as he entered the clearing of where the temple was. What had once been a nice and moderately well kept garden, was now a place that was ravaged by time and the elements. Tall grass, moldy statues, a murky pond, and a temple that is beginning to look like it should be condemned. The roof was sagging, the wood was showing its age, and the pain was peeling off. It was sad, really. But that was what happened when you're forgotten by all but nature. It reclaims you. Consumes you. Turns you back into which you once were. Kitai spit on the ground once more.

The Lunatic wiped his forehead, having worked up a light sweat in the heat of the summer day. He strode forward, taking in the sights. He could understand why humans... why people enjoyed exploring abandoned places like this. There was a kind of beauty to the ruin, one that the modern world would not permit to exist in their 'civilized society'. Kitai eventually came upon a stone bench, one that sat firmly in front of one of the mossy ponds. He idly wondered if there were any fish still alive inside. Either way, he planted his behind down on the bench, and pulled a book from his backpack and started reading. He hoped that the person following him would have the decency to announce themselves before they tried to kill him.

Starting out with a Darkskill Body: 4,500
Total Reiatsu Remaining: 11,500/16,000

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{Stats and Skills}The fun bits: Stats: Strength: (100x.5) 50
Speed: (100x.5) 50
Reiatsu strength: (150x.5) 75
Spiritual Pressure: (400x4) 1,600
Senses: (150x.5) 75
Instinct: (300x.5) 150
Energy Sensory: (200x.5) 100
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

Total sp: 1400

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{Body Stats}Strength: 750
Speed: 750
Rs: 75
Sprp: 1,600
Senses: 75
Instinct: 150
Es: 100

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{Darkskill lvl 1}Dark Skill Level 1 Property:] [The first stage of his release allows him to create gigai-like bodies for him to enter and use as he sees fit. 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 strength and durability of the bodies is based off the amount of reiatsu Kitai has used during the thread. For every 100 reiatsu Kitai has used in the thread, it will increase the strength, speed, and durability by 10. Each body comes with a 300 to start in all three of these stats. If the user has physical stats higher than the base 300, their starting physical stat or stats will be changed to that higher number. The highest the physical stats the body can have 1000.

The strength of the body is a sort of false one. While the bodies themselves are strong, it is merely a tool, not truly living so to speak. While a real body would be able to handle such strength and speed, this one cannot. And like all tools, they have a breaking point. Those wearing the body will find themselves unable to use main benefits that high physical stats would normally grant. The benefits of having high strength are forever lost to the user, unless they already had them before putting on the Gigai.

Much like a tool, once the body uses too much power, it begins to quickly wear out. The max output a body can use varies on the user. The bodies are based on the user, and thus match their max potential, even if the bodies themselves should be stronger. A user with 50 strength or speed, can only ever make the bodies reach 150 strength or speed. If someone had 400 in strength or speed, they would be able to bring out the full potential of the bodies, and reach 1000 in either stat.

However, like any machine, running at full power causes a reaction in the bodies. The body, and by extension the user, have no issues with stamina of any kind after this point, never running out after it breaks its limits for the first five post, using a sort of Hysterical Strength to force itself to keep going. After the five posts will drain stamina like normal. Normally a body can last indefinitely, but for every post the user pushes their physical stats past their limits no further than double their base stats, 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. Hitting 1000 in either stat will cost the bodies two posts, regardless of the the user's base stats.

The creation of the body is instant, forming around Kitai if he so chooses, or in his hand. Bodies 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. Size of the bodies follows the strength rules for sizes.

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 fifty percent, and attacks that would kill the body will eject the soul before it can be damaged too much. Fatal damage done to the body will be reduced to the point of just barely avoiding death. The body cannot heal via the normal Saika regeneration, but his soul underneath is still able to. The healing 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 or dies, it goes onto a three post cooldown before he can create another one. This does not count as a stat boosting technique. If a body is healed, Kitai will not be healed.

[Sieglinde P. Krantz]

Forty. Three. Days. Forty three days had since come and passed since the Quincy in question had taken up this contract. Forty three long days had passed since she could've backed out. She had ample opportunity to do so, but decided against it. After all, what else was this mission but a learning experience? Not to mention that, while she was indeed hunting this man - looking down at her notes, she saw his name was Kitai - he could end up a potential ally sometime in the future. Sure, he was stuck in eternal damnation from what she was told, but she had her own ways of possibly dragging him out of that if he were willing. All that was required was a bit of waiting to see how that would unfold.

At this point, she'd been doing what she could to stick to the shadows in order to track down Kitai. She'd been following him for quite a while, and at this point felt she'd gathered enough intel on the man in order to actually engage him in combat. Taking a second to look over her notes, Priscilla nodded to herself in a way to help her remember the essentials; for one, this man was a Saika: A human sinner that had escaped from Hell. He was constantly being hunted by the denizens of hell at this point, so there was a very high likelihood that he'd be used to the feeling of pursuit. She'd need to be careful to avoid being caught. She had the upper hand here solely because of the fact that she was playing under-the-radar; she couldn't give that up.

Second, this man was a force to be reckoned with. Not only did he attack the Soul Society, he did it twice and still managed to walk away, leaving tremendous amounts of damage in his wake. There were very, very few capable of doing this on their own, and apparently he was one of them. That fact alone interested Priscilla rather heavily; perhaps he could be an ally? Granted, it'd take quite a bit of time in order to convince him, should that be an option at all. She knew damn well that most didn't particularly care for the Vandenreich; in that aspect, Priscilla was incredibly self-aware. Putting that aside though, she wasn't opposed to working with someone like that for a coordinated attack against Soul Society in the future.

Following the Saika into the overgrown areas of the shrine, Priscilla couldn't help but take in the absolutely beautiful sections of the landscape. She'd always loved plants, and this was no different. To see various rocks covered in types of moss she'd never seen before, to even flowers she didn't expect to grow anywhere near this high, she was absolutely in awe. Though, she couldn't let herself get distracted. While this was a perfect area to return to at a later time for a reading session for herself, she'd need to focus on the mission at hand. And, now was the perfect time to act on her goals here with Kitai's attention being diverted into a book. She decided to have a little fun with him.

Taking the opportunity to draw in reiatsu from the area around her before she approached, Priscilla began to channel her own abilities to deconstruct her entire body into a tremendous amount of paper; easily three thousand different sheets, with each one flying through the air next to the bench that Kitai happened to be sitting on. At the spot next to the Saika, her 'body' began to reform just as it had separated, with her new form still resembling her old body; her Vandenreich uniform remained the same, down to the same cross above her right breast pocket. As these sheets of paper began to focus her feet first, and continue to construct from the bottom up, eventually ending with her head, she eyed down Kitai and shot him a smile.

[smear:ff80ff]"Why, he[/smear:ffffff][smear:ffffff]llo there!"[/smear:603300] she said both excitedly and in a friendly matter, [smear:ff80ff]"couldn't help but notice that a rather nice gentleman like yourself seems to [/smear:ffffff][smear:ffffff]be rather deeply involved with a book. Might I ask what it is you're reading?"[/smear:603300] As she spoke, she cracked open a book of her own; a copy of Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix; specifically the American print. She'd chosen the book for one very specific reason; the number of pages this behemoth of a book contained. [smear:ff80ff]"Ah, too many people nowadays don't appreciate [/smear:ffffff][smear:ffffff]the written arts. It's truly maddening. Wouldn't you say, Kitai Yoru?"[/smear:603300]

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{Priscilla's Stats, Skills, and Equipment}Strength - 100 [60]
Speed - 200
Spiritual Pressure - 400
Reiatsu Strength - 100 [60]
Senses - 80
Instinct - 400 [800]
Energy Sensory - 400 [800]
Healing Expertise - 0


Light Aura - 80
Dark Aura - 80

Stealth - 4
Analyzing - 3
Imitation - 4
Pain Tolerance - 2

x13 Class 7 Ginto Tubes
x5 Seele Schneide Hilts
x1 Class 5 Magnetic Carta Handgun

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{Reiatsu Pool & Paper Count}Reiatsu Pool: 3,300
-200 for Power Property Activation
-400 for Heart Property Activation
-500 for Head Reformation
+400 for Quincy Cross & Spirit Fragment at 50%

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{Release Information}

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{Construct Stats}
Construct: Priscilla's body, from her neck down.
Strength: 900
Speed: 100
Reiatsu Strength: 0

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{Power Property - Spiritual Plagiarism}
While this property is active, Priscilla can reshape her paper into various constructs. These constructs can be used to fight for her, to bind targets, or even create defensive structures. These structures have a pool of SP equal to the amount of reiatsu put into creating one. In order to create a construct, Priscilla must spend reiatsu in order to form the paper needed to pay for the construct. Additionally, every piece of paper already created that is used to form a construct increases the SP of the construct by 1 per piece of paper. A construct can have a maximum SP of 1000, to be spent among Strength, Speed, and Reiatsu Strength, and is not subject to a limit as to what these numbers can be, so long as the total values of them equal 1000 or less. These constructs do not act automatically, and must be mentally controlled by Priscilla, like that of a puppet. If she isn’t fast enough to perceive an attack, and wouldn’t be fast enough to act accordingly to said attack, then the construct does not have a semblance of a chance to do so either. If she cannot focus enough to command a construct, then a construct cannot be commanded. Any of Priscilla’s Bow Properties that can affect her, or are used from her location can also affect a construct, or be used from a construct’s location as well. These constructs can take any shape, and the colors of these specific sheets of paper can be changed for a cost of 100 reiatsu per construct in order to replicate the appearance of people or common structures. These appearances are almost indistinguishable from the copied person or structure, unless inspected with a 3 in Focused Eye or Anti-Stealth. These constructs persist should this property be toggled off, but this property needs to be active to be able to create these constructs to begin with.

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{Heart Property - Author's Blessing}
Through this property, Priscilla is able to turn herself into what is effectively living paper. At any point while this property is active, Priscilla is able to instantaneously convert and disperse parts, or all of her body into sheets of paper. One limb can be converted into 500 sheets of paper. A smaller part of a limb, like a hand or a foot, is equal to 100. Her head & neck, and her torso can be converted into 500 sheets, respectively. Her whole body can be converted into 3000 sheets of paper collectively. There’s no reiatsu cost in order to convert these sections of her body into paper, but converting back into her normal form requires 1 point of reiatsu for each piece of paper used, totalling at 3000 for her entire body. Individual parts of her body can be converted into paper for an indefinite amount of time, though her head cannot stay in a paper form for more than two consecutive posts, else Priscilla will die. For the rest of her body to remain in a paper form effectively indefinitely, her head must be created somewhere, leaving her open for likely lethal attacks. In order to convert herself into paper, Priscilla must have enough reiatsu in her pool at time of conversion into paper to convert back. If she doesn’t have enough, she cannot disperse her body. Additionally, these sheets of paper function like the rest of the paper she can create, meaning it can still be destroyed with a strong enough attack. While her eyes at minimum are dispersed, or for a cost of 200 reiatsu every time she would like to, she is considered to be able to "see" from every sheet of paper she has laid out, acting as a way to keep track of the whereabouts of foes. While this property is active, Priscilla’s physical attacks made with her body use her OS instead of her strength.

[Kitai Yoru]

He had to admit, this was pretty peaceful. The old man was right to have taken suck great care of this place. Nice breeze, clean air, no noise, serene could have a picture of this area in the dictionary. He took a deep breath, and relax- "Why do I hear paper?" He said to himself, before noticing the sky being blotted out by thousands of sheets of paper. Then a girl appeared next to him on the bench with a chipper 'Hello there!' Letting out a startled yelp, the book went flying out of his hand, as he reflexively jumped backward. Right into the pond.

This was entirely intentional, he would later tell anyone who mentioned this again. Purely strategic. He definitely just wanted to check if there were any fish in this pond. The answer was yes. One very fat koi fish. After a second too long, Kitai burst out of the water, looking more than a little annoyed. "Don't do that!" He said, pointing at the girl dramatically. This girl... something about her outfit looked familiar. His eye narrowed, scrutinizing it, while rubbing his chin. The girl said some other stuff... Books, something about books. Oh, right, he had been reading.

"I was in the middle of reading Animal Farm, and thinking how I wanted to kill those pigs for what they did to those dogs. BUT DON'T YOU DISTRACT ME WITH THOUGHTS OF BACON!" He pointed at her again. "You're the person who's been stalking me for the past two weeks!" He said, stating the obvious. She looked happy. Like, genuinely happy. It creeped him out, so he was just going to pretend she was smug. A memory flashed in his mind, of another smug looking woman wearing a white uniform. His pointing arm went a little slack. "Why has a child been stalking me long enough to catch my name?"

So, he knew the 'who' was stalking him part, but not the why. All he could see was a short twenty-something was holding a Harry Potter book, looked like another woman he met, and was too happy. Kitai had his hand on his chin, rubbing it, trying to work out what was going on with the information he had on hand. "Short woman, white uniform, phoenix book... THAT'S IT!" He pointed at her once again. "You're the child of that Quincy bitch Amalia! Sent here to kill me after I came back to life! You think you're so clever, but I'm just one step ahead of you! Hahaha!" He said, as the fish currently eating his hair decided to make itself known.

"Hey! get off that, that's mine!" The Lunatic started to strangle the fish, falling backwards into the pond once more. He remained under there. For a few moments too long. That was when a black fog started to roll out of the water, thick and dark that it was impossible to see through. But without warning, a bright yellow light could be seen somewhere inside it. It was an ugly mustard color, and it was almost staring at the Quincy. Then it blinked, before a massive Koi Fish leapt out of the mist.

A forty foot fish jumped at the woman, mouth open wide with the intent to swallow her whole. Kitai would remerge from the water the moment after the fish. The drenched Saika was now sporting a black, hollow-like hole on his chest, which was pouring out fog at an alarming rate. "HAhahhhahaahaa! That's what'cha get for dropping me in a pond!" He yelled out from behind the fish. The fish had a strength and durability of 800, while having a speed of 400. If the Quincy wasn't careful, it would either swallow her alive, or crush her under the weight of the beast.

Black Fog: 350 activation cost, 500 summoning cost, 800. 200 stored up
Total Reiatsu remaining: 10,300/16,00

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{Body Stats}Strength: 870
Speed: 870
Rs: 75
Sprp: 1,600
Senses: 75
Instinct: 150
Es: 100

Durability: 870

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{The Black Fog}Technique Name: [The Black Fog] Mastered

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]

[Sieglinde P. Krantz]

"I was in the middle of reading Animal Farm, and thinking how I wanted to kill those pigs for what they did to those dogs. BUT DON'T YOU DISTRACT ME WITH THOUGHTS OF BACON!" Priscilla couldn't help but giggle at that comment as Kitai threw himself into the river. She could already tell that this was going to be an interesting fight! She was rather excited to see what he was capable of, to be honest! She didn't want to really go all out, and part of her tended to hope that he didn't either. She wanted to be able to walk away from this with a potential ally, and wasn't really going to give up that possibility if she didn't need to, she wanted-

"You're the child of that Quincy bitch Amalia!" Oh this motherfucker was going to perish. She immediately reached into jacket in order to pull out a Selee Schneide hilt, and caused the vibrant blade to come to life with a whirr that could be reminiscent of a popular sci-fi movie that similarly featured laser swords. She glared angrily into the pool that was currently beginning to turn black, and assumed a defensive stance. She disregarded anything he might've been saying at the time, and decided to focus solely on the fight at hand. She was not going to let him walk away unscathed for badmouthing her old mentor and best friend. That woman's death still took a toll on Priscilla to this day.

Seeing the golden light shine from the black fog put Priscilla onto high alert. She wasn't about to get caught off-guard by someone that felt the need to talk shit about someone she held dear. Being able to process everything significantly faster that most others certainly had its own levels of advantages; for one, she could see an attack coming from that fog from miles away. As the now-monstrous koi fish lept at her, she stared the beast directly in the eyes, and launched her arm straight for the beast, slashing straight through the beast with a singular clean cut of her blade after effectively supercharging her own muscles to extreme lengths. Taking a deep breath, Priscilla did what she could in order to get over the use of something that draining.

Thankfully with a slash like that, her blade had been able to strengthen itself ever so slightly. Taking the opportunity to further that strengthening process, though, Priscilla jammed the length of her blade into one of the halves of the koi's body, allowing her blade to siphon off some additional spirit particles from the now-deceased being in front of her. Not only was she taking the time to better her weapon, she wasn't taking any chances regarding that thing coming back to life somehow. As she did, she focused intently on her cross and the fragment on her hat to draw in excess reiatsu from the area. She continued to keep her focus on the Saika.

[smear:ff80ff]"Hey, how about you co[/smear:ffffff][smear:ffffff]me out and fight?"[/smear:603300] she shouted, taking a few steps back in order to steer clear of that damned fog, [smear:ff80ff]"quit using the cheap tactics and actually try to engage me. You scared, Kitai? Afraid to get your ass kicked by the student of the same Quincy that probably did the same a while ago? If you're going to make such a[/smear:ffffff][smear:ffffff] disrespectful comment about her like that, then come out and defend your damned words! I promise you it'll be the last time you ever make a comment like that again, mark my damned words Saika!"[/smear:603300] With that said, she entered another defensive stance, fully prepped for another attack that might've come her way.

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{Reiatsu Pool & Paper Count}Reiatsu: 3,630
Deactivating Heart Property.
+600 for Quincy Cross & Spirit Fragment at 75%
-70 for Seele Schneide at Class 1 - Current OS: 100
-200 for Output Stage 2: Impact

Paper Count: 3300
2500 for Construct form
800 for Book

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{Seele Schneide}Class: 7-1

Technique Type: Quincy Art

Usable By: Quincy

Technique Element: Reishi

Technique Description and Effects: Selee Schneide is the pinnacle of a Quincy's ability to absorb Reiatsu. When activated, a medium-length blade of Reiatsu is formed from the hilt. This blade vibrates at very high frequencies, and is capable of loosening the bonds between Spirit Particles, and then stealing the free Spirit Particles.

When the Selee Schneide is activated, it has an offensive stat of 0, regardless of the user. However, it cannot be overpowered by a technique of equal or inferior class, regardless of that technique's offensive stat. Instead, any technique that interacts with Selee Schneide has its offensive stat reduced by 100, and then the Selee Schneide's offensive stat increases by 100. If the Selee Schneide interacts with a Reiatsu based being - such as a Shinigami, Arrancar, Hollow Akki, Rogue or Beast Clan - then the person struck loses 50 Reiatsu, and the Selee Schneide's offensive stat increases by 50. This includes when the Selee Schneide strikes an extension of that being's soul, such as part of their Zanpakuto or Ressurecion.

At any stage, the Selee Schneide can be fired by the user, using their standard bow, as an arrow. This arrow has an offensive stat and speed equal to that of the Selee Schneide at the time of firing.

How to use technique: Hold the Selee Schneide hilt in hand, and pay the appropriate Reiatsu Cost.

Technique Drawbacks: This technique requires the same amount of TTP as a Class 4 technique to learn. The Selee Schneide can only be activated at a Class equal to or lower than the user's. The Selee Schneide can only steal Reiatsu from techniques or beings whose Class is lower to, or equal to, the Class of the Selee Schneide. This technique requires a Selee Schneide hilt (item) to use, and each hilt can only be used once. The costs for activating the Selee Schneide is the same as normal Quincy arrows. It then costs the same amount of Reiatsu per post to maintain it.

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{Output - 3600 Strength}Class: 2

Technique Type: Other

Technique Element: None

Technique Description and Effects:
This technique is one that makes use of the body directly, using the user’s spiritual strength to increase the body’s capabilities in specific ways. Like Willpower, this technique comes in stages as well, but is limited to two:

[Stage 1: Push]: This power coats the user in a sort of "Output Aura." It does two things. First, awareness can extend out by two more inches. This means someone will become more aware of an incoming attack two inches of distance from the attack earlier than normal. It means that one can try to use this to predict enemies, though not as successfully as actual prediction or reading. The secondary point expands "damage." Essentially, it bypasses defenses. A human using this is completely immune to cutback effect regardless of state, and this extends to weapon uses too. Hierro is also completely ignored during use of Push. This defense ignoring is only present during physical attacks. Reiatsu-based strikes can still meet Hierro resistance. This lasts for 5 posts, and costs 100 Reiatsu.

[Stage 2: Impact]: This stage can be used only for physical confrontation. When activated, hit strength quadruples. This means that one can activate it while punching an enemy. If the user has 200 strength, that strength will count as 800 during the instance of the punch. This is very physically draining, and quickly exhausts the body's nutrients. It shortens lifespan to use too often, and it weakens stamina very quickly. This lasts for 1 post, and costs 200 Reiatsu.

[Kitai Yoru]

The Lunatic could only stare open mouthed at the Quincy. With a single slash of her weapon, she carved the fish in two. While not the most impressive feat in the world, it gave him a ballpark estimation of her capabilities. That, and he was very jealous that she had laser sword. "Oh come on! You have a lightsaber!? Darn it, that's so cool!" She stabbed the end of the glowing blade into one of the halves of the fog beast for some reason that he couldn't understand at the moment. But what was clear to him was that his talent for pissing off whomever he met was still alive and well, as she was well and truly pissed off.

He smirked at her anger. It was a familiar sight, with a different coating of paint, so to speak. Rage was an emotion he was used to seeing, but not for the defense of another. Not too many care for one another down in Hell. Hmm, to keep pushing her Amalia button, or to leave it be? Decisions, decisions. Kitai held his hand up, and rolled it twice. In between his thumb and index finger appeared a ball of incredibly dense reiatsu. Easily over seven thousand reiatsu was contained in the gumball-sized sphere. And in a similar motion to someone putting a coin into a vending machine, the ball was dropped into a small portal to Hell.

"And if you're anything like 'Amalia'" He sneered as he utter her name. "Then that's probably my best option. That woman was a monster at a distance. And I mean that as a complement." While he might have hated that harlot for forcing him down the path that lead to his death, that didn't mean he didn't respect her power. She was easily the strongest person he had ever met, before and after death. Still, he would never be caught dead singing her praises. Hate ran deep through Kitai. Instead, he decided to take this girl up on her suggestion. Chains erupted from both of his sleeves, rushing at the woman before him.

Black Chains, forged in the depths of Hell. The metals that comprised these could not be broken by any means, and Kitai had tested them against many things. So he decided to turn them into weapons, something that he could use to free himself from Hell itself. They extended thirty two feet, both of them sweeping towards the book lover from her left and her right at a speed of 600. In spite of their rounded appearance, they were as sharp as a blade, with a cutting force of 1,600. Another simple attack that he used to, heh, test the waters.

The biggest problem that he had with Amalia wasn't her raw power. Being extremely strong is one thing, but when you open up a fight with one of your strongest moves, Kitai just finds that distasteful. You're supposed to drag a fight out, savor it, push you and your opponent to go further beyond! It was a dance with death! It was a taste of danger! It was the feeling of feeling alive! He didn't want to just insult someone by killing them before they could show him all their hard work. No, he wanted to insult them by seeing all their hard work, and beating them anyway! He hated Amalia for cutting him down, yes, but he hated her more for cutting down what would have been a fun fight short!

But this wasn't Amalia. This was apparently her student. He would see what this one was about before he judged her, because she so clearly wasn't her mentor, and he only meant that in the most positive was possible. The Black Fog was beginning to spread now, having traveled another five feet, making it ten feet in every direction around Kitai. Following him at his feet, as he waded though the muck and grime that was in this water. He should probably release his Darkskill soon, but he wanted to sample this lady's fighting style a bit more first.

Black Fog: 200, 4,500 Stored
Faustian Bargain: 7,000
Bladed Chainsx2: 200
Total Reiatsu Remaining 2,900/16,000
Total Reiatsu Spent: 12,900

Out of Hell Posts: 43 3/3

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{Body Stats}Strength: 1,000
Speed: 1,000
Rs: 75
Sprp: 1,600
Senses: 75
Instinct: 150
Es: 100

Durability: 1,610

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{Faustian Bargain}Technique Name: [Faustian Bargain] Learned

Class: [1]

Technique Type: [Saika Technique]

Usable By: [Saika]

Technique Element: [Reiatsu, if any]

Technique Description and Effects: [The Faustian Bargain is a technique born out of desperation for the Saika. The user pays any amount of reiatsu they wish, concentrating it into a super dense ball of reiatsu. This ball is then sucked into a small portal to Hell to grow. For every post it is in Hell, the ball absorbs reiatsu, equal to 25% of what it was initially sent in with. At any point, the user can draw the ball out of Hell, and consume the reiatsu to add the reiatsu back to their reserves. For example, if the user were to send 1000 reiatsu into Hell, and waited four posts, it would come back with 2000, and they would gain that to their reiatsu pool.]

How to use technique: [Stated above.]

Technique Drawbacks: [This ability is directly messing with Hell, a very bad thing for any Saika. As such, for every post that the ball of Reiatsu is in Hell, the Saika loses an extra post out of Hell. This means if the ball was in Hell for four posts, they would lose four extra posts, on top of their normal out of Hell count.]

Made By: [Kitai Yoru]

Reserved?: [No]

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{Bladed Chains}Technique Name: [Bladed Chains] Learned

Class: [3]

Technique Type: [General Sinner Technique]

Usable By: [Hell Races]

Technique Element: [None]

Technique Description and Effects: [Well, if you can't get rid of the nigh indestructible chains, why not put them to good use? This ability have two parts to it.

1: The chains of Hell torment the denizens endlessly, so why not share the misery? Learning this ability influences the blades, giving them the ability to cut through anything as easily as a normal spiritual blade can, regardless of the chains not changing in appearance, still as rounded as ever. The offensive stat for the chains is based off either the highest Spiritual stat, or the user's Strength stat, whichever is higher. Chains are unable to cut their owner. This is a passive ability, and is unable to be turned off.

2: Through some heavy handed use of reiatsu, the user can extend and manipulate the chains to do as they please. For strength users, the chains will extend upto thirty feet, and will move at either a speed equal to their speed stat, or at a speed of 600. For spiritual users, the size scales off of their highest spiritual stat. For every 50 they have in their higher stat, the chains can extend another foot, and can move at either 600, or the user's speed. Cost is 100 reiatsu every post.]

How to use technique: [Pay the cost for chains. Cutting power is permanently active]

Technique Drawbacks: [Cost.]

Made By: [Kitai Yoru]

Reserved?: [No]

[Sieglinde P. Krantz]

Hearing Kitai gush over her choice of weaponry, Priscilla couldn't help but smirk. [smear:ff80ff]"Why, th[/smear:ffffff][smear:ffffff]ank you,"[smear:306600] she hissed, [smear:ff80ff]"I'm glad you like it; I'd he happy to give a proper demonst[/smear:ffffff][smear:ffffff]ration of what it can do by tearing it through your abdomen if you'd like."[smear:ff69b4] As she finished speaking, her body seemed to almost ripple across her entire form, with sheets of paper all across her entire body shifting and transforming as she saw fit, while also drawing in what reiatsu in the area she could afford to. She was going to take every opportunity she could in order to mess with this man. She wasn't going to let him get a feel for anything going on if she could help it; she wanted him to remain just as confused as she was regarding watching how one another fight.

Within seconds, Priscilla's form had changed entirely. She was no noticeably taller than before, her hair was much longer and now a solid color, and certain sections of her body were made somewhat smaller. Brushing her now deep-crimson hair off of her shoulder as she stared down Kitai with her now-sky blue eyes, she held her blade in preparation for something. Anything. "Remember me~?" she said teasingly, mimicking the exact tone of voice of the infamous Quincy Kitai had fought in the past. She had a rather large opportunity to throw him off, and she'd be damned if she wasn't going to use it to the fullest extent she possibly could've.

"And if you're anything like 'Amalia'" she felt her blood run cold as he mentioned her name. She wasn't going to give him the decency to finish that sentence; any opportunity she could take in order to make sure he wasn't going use her name in vain was going to be taken. Sprinting toward him at a drastically increased speed compared to what she'd been able to, Priscilla managed to close the distance about halfway between the two of them before she had to deal with those chains he aimed to throw at her. Damn it! She'd need to think; what could she do in a situation like this? Before she had any time to make a conclusive decision, these massively long chains were now upon her, bisecting her at the midriff before she had any real time to react.

The force of the attack launched her torso upward a few inches as the now open wound from both ends were revealed. Her face retained the same shocked expression she had not a second before, as the color in her eyes seemed to fade. In that instant, any normal person would've been unconditionally dead. That said, this is exactly where Priscilla shined. Not a moment before her upper torso was inches from the ground, paper once again scattered from her location. Within a matter of a second or two, she was completely reformed and in a crouching position, completely unscathed other than a somewhat noticeable pant to her breath. "Gotcha!"

Reaching up as fast as she could force her fake body to move, Priscilla gripped the chains that would've originally killed her, and once again 'supercharged' her muscles in order to perform her next action. With every bit of force she could muster backing her, Priscilla heaved the man toward her as fast she could, using her free hand to pick up her Seele Schneide that had now been resting on the ground after her bisection. If she managed to pull him within a close range, she didn't have a choice other than to shrug off that damned smoke to the best of her ability. She didn't quite know what it was going to do, but she wasn't going to let it hinder her if she could help it.

If all went according to plan up to this point, Priscilla's goal was to drive her blade through Kitai's spine. She needed to do what she could in order to incapacitate him, and she was not going to hold back in order to do so. At the same time, though, she'd let go of her grip on the chains, and launch her now-free hand toward the back of the Lunatic's head, not only forcing his skull into the ground with extreme force, but forcing the veins in her wrist to pierce through his skull if she could manage, and up to five feet through into the ground. The goal of that particular action wasn't aimed to kill outright; no, she wanted to capitalize on the opportunity to make this man suffer after what he'd said about her best friend and mother figure.

Whether any of this was successful or not, Priscilla took a jump back. She needed to make sure this man had no exploitable advantage against her if she could help it. Where were here weaknesses? She'd need to take the time to figure that out, regarding what he was capable of. Even the reports didn't have everything, and that was a shortcoming she just had to live with here. She struggled to truly pick up anything on Kitai at the moment. He seemed to be fighting quite sporadically at the moment, didn't he have some sort of plan? Some sort of meaning behind his actions? If he did, he certainly wasn't showing it.

"Gotta say," Priscilla started to tease in her mentor's voice, "you're more impressive than the reports had originally led on, Kitai. Your abilities alone are almost enough to make me consider allying with you as is. Almost. Tell you what, I'll give you the option if you'd like! Let me cleave through your limbs, and I'm sure we could use you back in Silbern as a rather nice decoration! I'm thinking as a flag of sorts; something... Vlad the Impaler-style, if you catch my drift. I think you'd look quite nice speared on a pike, don't you?" She smirked, just waiting to see how Kitai was going to react to her words in noohing but pure interest.

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{Reiatsu Pool & Paper Count}Reiatsu: 3,310
+600 for Quincy Cross & Spirit Fragment at 75%
-70 for Seele Schneide at Class 1 - Current OS: 150
-200 for Output Stage 2: Impact - 2000 Strength
-400 for Blut Vermächtnis
-250 for Black Fog drain

Paper Count: 3300

Short-term Stat Boosts Used: 2/6

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{Construct Stats}Construct: Priscilla's current body from the neck down, post-appearance change.

Strength: 500
Speed: 425
Reiatsu Strength: 75

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{Blut Vermächtnis}
Class: 3

Technique Type: Quincy Technique

Usable By (Technique is available to which races?): Vandenreich Exclusive

Technique Element: Spirit

Technique Description and Effects (Explain appearance, powers, and effect): A technique that is a curse upon an enemies. The user can activate their blut and offer a portion of it to another, allowing it to leave their body and enter another’s. The characteristic veins of Blut can extend from the user’s body by only five feet. They can enter an opponent if the user touches them or if the vein tendrils are capable of touching the skin.
When bestowed upon an enemy this will enter the veins and spread gradually across eight posts. The purpose is to cause terrible bleeding by rupturing blood vessels. As the infection progresses, the opponent will literally be drained off their blood, unless they are emptied and left for dead. The course of the blut infection is outlined below.

1. Blut will be observably present beneath the skin in the veins, moving independent of the body. It will create a bluish-glow across the body’s veins. From the moment of infection the opponent will experience incredible pain. It will feel like the blut is drilling through their body and their skin.

2. The skin will have become so sensitive to the blut infection that it is hyper-sensitive to touch, which includes clothing, armor, and even holding a weapon. Even the gentlest of materials or lightest of touches will feel like severe burns. A three in pain tolerance is able mitigate this side-effect, though they will still experience this pain intermittently.

3. Intense and random stabbing pains will be experienced, as if they were jabbed with a knife is various locations. The capillaries at the surface of the skin will begin eroding and cause pooling of blood under the skin. If the opponent is cut the wound will hemorrhage more quickly due to damage blood vessels. An opponent will begin to feel fatigued from the effects of the blut.

4. The walls of blood vessels across the body have thinned causing internal bleeding in various parts of the body. Blood loss has prevented the body from receiving steady blood to vital organs, which begins impairing an opponent’s senses and ability to concentrate and plan.

5. The body’s muscles have begun to weaken due to poor blood flow and tissue across the body is dying. Blood has begun seeping through the skin and drenching clothing. Eyes will begin pooling with small amounts of blood as will the ears and mouth. This will distort vision and complicate hearing.

6. Fatigue will have greatly intensified. Battling will be tiring and exhaust the opponent greatly, reducing their ability to launch continuous attacks, whether those are techniques, hand-to-hand fighting, or weapon use. Their body is heavily leaking blood, enough that they leave blood behind wherever they go and stain everything they touch. Their skin is bleeding and blood has pooled considerably on the brain and beginning in the lungs, causing labored breathing.

7. Blood is pooling in the back of the throat, practically choking an opponent. Skin has begun to split and peel off from being soaked by so much blood. All friction causing the skin to tear, which includes holding onto objects and even clothing. The opponent is in pure agony and high-class techniques run the risk of severely damaging the body due to its weakened state.

8. This post signals the end of anyone infected with this form of blut. All the vessels in their body has dissolved or ruptures and their blood drains from every part of their body. Essentially, a fountain of blood soaks the ground and they are drained dry, as nothing is left to contain their blood.

How to use technique (How is it activated?): Can activate by offering 400 reiatsu.

Technique Drawbacks (Limitations, repercussions for use, etc): If an opponent has 200+ HE, they can delay the effects of the technique for two posts and the effects will not exceed post five effects. If an opponent has 400+ HE, they will be able to completely thwart the technique. If an opponent has 50% RS they are unaffected by the tech. If a user has poison resistance one, they can halt the effects for a single post. They get one additional post for each point in poison resistance, up to three posts for which they can postpone. The user does not have access to blut vene for five posts following activation of this technique.

[Kitai Yoru]

Slippery thy name is... Wait, he never got her name. Huh. Well that's rude! Anyway, surprising Kitai, he actually managed to bisect the girl, making the upper torso fly upward in a geyser of... paper? "Hey! Where's the blood!?" He cried out in indignation. The girl was apparently a very difficult opponent to damage, since it seemed that she was just made of paper. What a peculiar power. And very bad for him, since it seemed that she made use of her strange body to firmly grasp his chains, yanking him towards her. "Uh oh."

He flew towards her, not solely because of her strength augmenting ability. While Kitai might not be the most powerful or gifted at sensing reiatsu, he could tell some shenanigan's were going on when her reiatsu flared up as she attacked. This seemed to be one of those times, as she grabbed him by the back of his head, and slammed his face into the dirt. It was quite painful, but he was more happy for the fact that his skull didn't turn to jelly. But it seemed little miss Quincy was not satisfied with just planting his face into the ground like a plant, but she also decided to stab him in the spine with her laser sword.

It was very underwhelming, if he was honest. The thing pressed and burned the skin of his body, but it was so incredibly weak. He would have questioned what she was doing with such weak attacks, but then he felt something dig its way into and under his skin. Into his veins. It was a very unique pain, that was really just giving him the beginnings of a massive migraine. Boy howdy was literally everything throbbing right now. And not in the fun way. Like drill worms working their way into his blood vessels. He didn't even know he could feel his blood vessels! He just knew Jeff would love this technique.

And now she was monologuing. He listened to the girl, content on giving her her moment of glory, and definitely not because he physically couldn't move his head even an inch up. That and she was complementing him. How thoughtful of her. Made him feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Or was that the burrowing of whatever she did to him? He couldn't really tell through the haze of pain he was experiencing at the moment. One she asked his opinion, he gave it. "Personally!" He said, voice muffled by the dirt. "I think that would be a great idea! If you're all this bland to look at, I can imagine that your base could use some of this dancing on a poll!" He was barley audible, but he did so hope his message came across.

Speaking of messages, she was sending him a major one by dressing on as her former mentor. She had some serious issues to work out if she enjoyed dressing up as her. Normally Kitai wouldn't start mocking and belittling the dead loved one of another person, but if the girl currently penetrating Kitai wanted to roleplay, who was he to say no? So, Kitai decided to oblige her. She would be able to sense what was coming, that was unavoidable, but she would have to be quick to dodge the ten sets of giant feminine hands reaching out of the mist to grab and crush the Quincy.

If she didn't manage to avoid the attacks, the rest of the creatures would emerge from the mist, revealing themselves to be proportionally accurate, forty foot versions of Amalia. They all screamed with the exact tone that Priscilla was using, and would attempt to crush and eat her. If she managed to escape them, they would all continue to chase after her, maneuvering in such a way that wouldn't crush Kitai under their heels. Kitai would firmly plant his chains in the ground, rooting himself in place to avoid being dragged up with her if she tried to force him to go with her.

The Black Fog Beasts weren't loyal, but they were instinctually programed to never hurt their creator. It was a useful trait for situations like this. If the girl preemptively used a step tech to avoid the hands, they would immediately scream in rage, and start making their way after her, trampling everything below them, except for Kitai. Said madman would be howling with laughter. "And if you think what I've shown you so far has been impressive, I can't wait to show you more! HAHAHAHAhahahahaha!" He said, as his left eye pulsed with reiatsu. His Darkskill has been activated.

Standing up, Kitai popped off his body, letting it fall to the floor like a sack of potatoes. His chain sliced through the left arm of the body, which sank into the ground like a liquid. The form that was left standing wore a cloak that could only be described as cursed. The feeling of wrongness that radiated off his clothing could fill a book. Thankfully, it was gone an instant later, as Kitai replaced his body with a new one. He was now an exact duplicate for who he was before, only now he was dry. Thank heavens, ironically enough. But Kitai wasn't done. A reiatsu radiated off his back that could only be described as envy incarnate. Or, that's how it would feel to anyone skilled enough to sense reiatsu.

But then that faded, and was replaced, swapped out with a reiatsu that would feel so familiar to the girl. Using his Mark of Sin, he now looked and felt exactly like Amalia. While Kitai hated himself for it, he Envied the Sternritter. He envied her power, both in terms of strength, as well as position. Along with the fact that it seems that they managed to inspire such loyalty in the people around her. Priscilla would be able to tell that he clearly wasn't who he was disguised as, but he was still a very close copy of the woman.

He didn't want to overwhelm the girl just yet. He wanted to see just how she overcame this challenge. Could she strike down so many copies of her old mentor, or would she give into the grief and hesitate at just the wrong time? Oh the anticipation was killing him. But probably not as fast as whatever it was she forced into his head. Oh man did that hurt. He was rubbing his temples with... her fingers? Huh. He was an exact duplicate of her now, so did he count as a guy or a girl? Huh. Questions for later. And by later, he meant never. Oh this was only adding to his headache. Hopefully this was the worst that it got. Otherwise he would be glad he set up his Blood Pool now, rather than later.

Bladed Chains: 100
Release: 100
Darkskill lvl 1: 637
Blood Pool:200
Mark of Sin Envy: 100
Black Fog: 250 from him, and Priscilla, 5,000 stored reiatsu, spent for 10 beasts. Gained 400
Total Reiatsu remaining 1,412/16,000
Total Reiatsu Spent: 14,588

Out of Hell Posts: 20 1/3
Faustian Bargain: 1 Post

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{Body Stats}Strength: 1,000
Speed: 1,000
Rs: 75
Sprp: 1,600
Senses: 75
Instinct: 150
Es: 100

Durability: 1,758

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{Mark of Sin: Envy}Technique Name: [Mark of Sin: Envy] Mastered

Class: [5]

Technique Type: [General Sinner techniques]

Usable By: [Hell Races]

Technique Element: [Transformation]

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 Envy, it brands itself on the back, over the heart. When activated, the user is able to transform themselves into any other person that they know of, often someone in a position of fame or power, or someone that happens to have more than the wielder of the mark has. This isn't the rule, the user can change into anyone, but more of a guideline.]

How to use technique: [The user thinks of a person they want to be, and their body physically changes into that person, even going as far as mimicking clothing. The aura they give off is nearly identical to the original owner, but those who are familiar with the target, with 200 or more energy sensory, can tell that the user isn't who they say they are.]

Technique Drawbacks: [The user pays 100 reiatsu per post to maintain. Cannot become anything they would not normally Envy, like animals, or unsavory individuals.]

Made By: [Kitai Yoru]

Reserved?: [Yes]

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{Blood Pool}Technique Name: [The Blood Pool] Mastered

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]

[Sieglinde P. Krantz]

While her sensory skills were certainly toward the extreme in regards to what folk normally had, even Priscilla was taken back rather quickly when a rather surprising number of hands had burst from the fog before her. Maneuvering backward in an attempt to figure out just what the fuck had been going on, the Quincy hadn't been able to kick off of the sky in order to aid her escape for some reason. Just what was this fog!? Going as far as to disable her movement? Having not been able to predict that, the Quincy was immediately caught by surprised as one of these hands grabbed tightly around her, almost entirely restricting her movement.

Hearing Kitai shout out in laughter, Priscilla couldn't help but wince from the cacophony of his voice, and the raw force being exerted upon her body in that very moment. As the absolutely massive creature began to form, and took on a visage similar to that of how Priscilla was currently disguised at, she felt her heart drop. This asshole was really that cold-hearted, huh. To effectively force someone to tear down their best friend? Her mind raced as her body separated once more into thousands of sheets of paper, doing what she could to free herself from the monster's grasp.  Unfortunately there was going to be a net-loss of the amount of paper she had access to, due to naturally not being able to get some of her own form from the monster's grasp. C'est la vie.

As thousands of sheets scattered, and Priscilla's head seemed to fall from the air, every sheet of paper began to circulate around her position in the air, quickly reforming her original body, no longer disguised as the Quincy she had to now deal with fighting on her own. The only catch, however? Priscilla was currently without her legs for the time being, and in their place were paper-lined segments. As she began to descend and lose altitude, Priscilla reached into her jacket much like earlier, and pulled out another one Seele Schneide to match the one currently in her grasp. Due to the time this took, however, she was nearly upon the ground by the time she was ready to continue.

In order to save herself, from the sides of her hips, thin but sharpened spears of paper launched from her sides, sticking themselves into the giant Amalia's leg. The very moment they made contact, they immediately began to pull the Quincy inward, akin to that of grappling hooks. From behind her, individual sheets of paper could be seen flying from her lower back, similarly to how cards fly from a deck when bending the edges. As the girl began to fly through the air and approach the monsters, she felt a rather chilling presence in the area for a split second; something exceedingly sinister from where Kitai had roughly been, but it was gone in an instant. Just what had that Saika done?

She couldn't afford to avert her attention for the time being. She'd deal with him later. For now, though, these things needed to be torn down. The very moment she was upon the leg of the first Amalia, Priscilla released the hooks from the monster's leg and continued to use the momentum she gained from the flight in order to keep moving. Readying her Schneides, she pulled her arms back and allowed the blades to cleave through the giant's tendons behind her knees in an attempt to handicap the thing. As she continued to fly passed, the Quincy forced her body to turn in midair, and once again launched these hooks from her hips; this time aimed at the back of the beast's neck.

Once again taking the time to reel herself in, Priscilla slid up along the beast's back, stabbing her blades into the beast as she went up it's spine; she had to have stabbed the thing upwards of eight times on the way up. Upon finally reaching the beast's neck, she reeled herself in closer, and slashed through the upper spinal chord of the beast through the schneides that had been gaining strength the entire time. Just for a bit of an extra "oomph" however, the Quincy decided to make the use of a physically strengthening technique that most in her organization were blessed with via the power of his Majesty; Blut Arterie.

As the beast fell and its hands opened up, Priscilla took the opportunity to use the now-freed sheets of paper to reform her legs as she landed to the ground in a heavy pant. She looked around, seeing nine more of these monstrosities, and took a deep breath to draw in reiatsu. At the same time, she decided to shout out to the Saika she'd now lost track of. "Kitai!" she shouted, "I know you're here somewhere! Call off these things and fight me personally! Mark my words that I'll tear you limb from limb for this!" Her voice was starting to strain, as tears rolled down her cheek. Even just one time of doing this was taxing enough, both physically and emotionally. Would she really be able to keep doing something like this? It was only a matter of time before hesitation got the better of her.

She'd need to take some time for herself for the time. She couldn't keep this up for too long; she was starting to tire out, and she needed to come up with some kind of game plan to deal with these things, as well as Kitai. Giving him time to prep was the last thing that she wanted to do at current, but she couldn't afford to do much of anything else. Looking around her, Priscilla realized she was close to the entrance of the shrine. That gave her the perfect opportunity to prep! Placing her hand on a rather sizeable rock, Priscilla began to run her reiatsu through it in order to completely alter it; within seconds, the entire rock was now made of one thousand sheets of paper. Forcing these sheets to fly through the air and around Priscilla's arms in a circular patter not two inches off of her skin, she awaited the Saika to come to her.

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{Reiatsu Pool & Paper Count}Reiatsu: 970
-500 for Soul Property Activation
-1000 for 1000 sheets of paper via Soul Property
-140 for Seele Schniede x2 (OS of the first one is 650, while the second is 500)
+200 for Quincy Cross & Spirit Fragment at 50%, plus 50% cut from Blut
-500 for Blut Arterie

Paper Count: 4300
+1000 from Soul Property, circling around both of her arms.

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{Release Information}

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{Construct Stats}Strength: 600 [1200 via Blut]
Speed: 300 [600 via Blut]
Reiatsu Strength: 0

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{Soul Property}Bestseller Treatment - With her final property, Priscilla is able to convert basic structures she can see like trees, vehicles, or even parts of buildings into paper. Every square foot of area converted into paper costs 500 reiatsu, and yields 500 sheets of paper. While her Class 5 property is active as well, paper does not need to be summoned to her before it can be fired; it can be fired directly from the location where it is created. Additionally, willing or non-spiritually aware humans can be converted into paper, following the same conversion rates in her Heart property, and costing 1 reiatsu per piece of paper.

[Kitai Yoru]

Kitai felt like he was missing something really cool happening, as the air above him was filled with giant ladies, blocking his view of the Quincy. Still, with the Fog Beasts distracting her, and likely emotional scaring, that gave him plenty of time to plan around what to do next. Hmm. He didn't want to use his more destructive moves just yet, still plenty of time to ease into those, right? Though, his head was really killing him right now. Actually, whatever she did to him seemed to have spread to all over his body, making it hyper sensitive to touch. Again, not in the fun way.

Everything felt like sandpaper against his skin, be it his clothing, or even his chains, feeling like rusty metal against his bones and organs. Darn Hell chains. This was a pain that forced even Kitai to wince in displeasure. That Blood Pool couldn't come soon enough. Walking forward, he stood over his former body, trampled and broken by the Amalia hoard. The next stage of his Darkskill was activated. If anyone could see him, they would see the silhouette of two black wings on his back. He then promptly kicked the corpse in the ribs. "You've got a minute to wake up, you lazy slob." He tells it, before doing a doubletake.

Man it was weird to talk in a voice like this. Ugh. The voice was as cold as ice, coming out like chipped glass. It was cruel and unforgiving. How did anyone respect a person like this? Regardless, that but Kitai over the edge. He was panting for more than just the pain in his skin. He was running on next to empty, having managed to deplete nearly his entire reiatsu pool in the span of a few minutes. That was probably worthy of a reward for how high they normally were. Still, that was why he always had a backup plan. He reached into the air in front of him, and a small portal opened.

Placing his hand inside, he pulled out the orb from before, now glowing an evil shade of red. He plopped it into his mouth, just as he heard the fall of one of his beasts. It would seem that she had actually managed to kill something wearing her friend's face. Good for her! Kitai felt the titanic amount of reiatsu flare in his body once more, making it seem like his reserves increase by an order of magnitude. A blissful smile spread across his transformed face. It was always so satisfying to take in so much reiatsu at once.

And it would seem that the girl was calling on him to take his girls to heel. She didn't know that the fog beasts couldn't be controlled. Now, to actually heed her request, or simply allow her to kill her friend over and over again? Decisions, decisions. On the one hand, if he left her to fight them, it would wear her out significantly, all but assuring his victory. On the other hand, that was boring, and he wanted a chance to actually throw a punch in this fight. Well, the choice was more than obvious.

He rolled the deceptively delicate hand of Amalia, and a ethereal blue rope rolled out of his wrist. Both of them now sported the Chains of Hell... with a more Quincy twist. The chains were disguised and transformed into what would likely be the Quincy version of Bladed Chains. A cruel smirk twisted the features of his Envy transformation, as he leaned back, and swept them towards the gaggle of beasts. Reiatsu pooled at the ends of the chains, as hands made of holy light reached out, doubling the length of the chains to sixty four feet in length.

The chains and hands wrapped around the group of rampaging Amalia, before tearing through them. One by one, they all started to fall, unable or unwilling to focus on anything but their target. Mindless beasts, born only for the destruction of all life, that was all that they were. Their lives were short lived. No one would miss them. As they fell, the disguised Kitai strode forward, with a light sashay to his hips. The Black Fog was now disguised, clear blue in color, looking like water, pooling at his feet. It also spanned twenty feet in all directions of him.

"You've got to be joking. This? This is the level of opponent that you run and hide from? I thought I trained you better than that. I'm so disappointed in you." Amalia said with a sneer. While a large part of him feels sickened by this, a larger part of him wonders how much harder she's going to try and kill him for it. This woman is already prone to letting her wrath motivate her actions, so this will either set her off the edge, or break her. In the latter case, he's not sure how he'll handle the situation. Crying people always threw him though a loop in how to deal with them.

Bladed Chains x2: 200
Grasp of the Dead x2: 200
Release: 150
Darkskill lvl 2: 1,000, -100 to Sprp, 1 post
Mark of Sin Envy: 100
Black Fog: 350, +750, 1,150 stored
Faustian Bargain: +10,500
Total Reiatsu remaining 10,912/16,000
Total Reiatsu Spent: 16,588


Out of Hell Posts: 20 2/3
Blood Pool: 2/4

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{Body Stats}Strength: 1,000
Speed: 1,000
Rs: 75
Sprp: 1,500
Senses: 75
Instinct: 150
Es: 100

Durability: 1,958

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{Grasp of the Dead}Technique Name: [Grasp of the Dead] Learned

Class: [2]

Technique Type: [General Sinner Technique]

Usable By: [Hell Races]

Technique Element: [Fire]

Technique Description and Effects:[This is a very tricky ability for Hell users to first pickup, but absolutely invaluable once they've gotten the hang of it. By manipulating their chains, the users of this ability are able to channel heat and flames through the blackened bindings tethering them to Hell, creating a long arm of energy. The construct is an extension of the user in almost every way, being as dexterous as its creator. The Hands are spiritual in nature, and scale off of the user's highest spiritual stat. For every 50 in either rs or sprp, the hands can extend one foot. Hands move at a speed of 600, or equal to the user, whichever is faster. Hands have a piercing power equal to the spiritual stat of the user, and burn away anything with less than half of the users spiritual stat, destroying anything it touches. Cost, 100 reiatsu per post. Each level of mastery grants the user an additional pair of arms, up to three pairs.]

How to use technique: [Stated above.]

Technique Drawbacks: [User must have at least a 2 in pain resistance, or similar Skills in order to use this ability.]

Made By: [Kitai Yoru]

Reserved?: [No]

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{Darkskill lvl 2}Dark Skill Level 2 Property: There is a difference between creating life, and bringing something back from the dead. The latter is what Kitai's second level allows him to do. No matter what state the corpse is in, no matter how little of the original body he has to work with, Kitai can restore it back to its prime. However, to do so is costly, even for Kitai. In order to bring a being back to life, Kitai must sacrifice a piece of his very soul to resurrect them. This cuts his spiritual pressure stat by 100 for every being he brings back to life, along with 1,000 reiatsu. Bodies brought back to life can use the non-release techniques that they possessed in life, but can only use techniques equal to or lower than the current class of this technique, reiatsu being used from Kitai's reiatsu pool.

Being brought back to life in this manner will have all of their stats when they were alive, and can even have their personalities given the right thread type. Once the shard of Kitai's soul is implanted, the second part of this ability can be used. Because of how mangled and warped his spirit is after countless resurrections in Hell, his soul is very easy for him to manipulate. By paying an additional 200 reiatsu, Kitai can move the remainder of his soul from one body to another instantly, from a distance of 100 meters. If he does this, he possesses the corpse he brought back to life for 3 posts, and re-merges with the soul fragment he used to bring the body back to life. The stats of the body that he possesses drops down, and can only be as high as 3x his own stats. This is not considered a stat boost. This return his stat back to him after two posts. If the vessel is destroyed with the soul fragment inside, it causes him immense pain, before returning to him after 4 posts, along with the stat value. While possessing a body, Kitai can only use the techniques he knows, not the techniques of the body.

The ability to reanimate a body can be used as many times a post as he wants, but doing so repeatedly will seriously damage his soul, cutting down his spiritual pressure. Also, he can only jump from body to body every two posts. Jumping to a body will take away the shard of his soul, and when he next leaves it, the body will die and cannot be brought back to life. In order to use this ability, Kitai must make physical contact with the corpse. It takes two posts for them to fully reanimate. The bodies brought back are fully under Kitai's control, and will do as ordered. Can fully bring a corpse back to life if the body has been under Kitai's control for a total of 5 posts, and by paying another 1000 reiatsu. This will return Kitai's soul fragment back to him, and restore his spiritual pressure stat. Kitai can resurrect the bodies that the first level of his darkskill creates. The bodies have a duration of seven posts before they die. Kitai cannot bring back the same corpse twice. This cannot permanently revive someone in a DE thread consisting of only two people.

[Sieglinde P. Krantz]

Watching each and every one of these giants be torn down, Priscilla couldn't help but stare in absolute confusion as she took in reiatsu from the area. She felt... something familiar blow through them, some sort of familiar reiatsu signature that she'd long-since forgotten had begun to make itself known yet again. Part of her felt a rather notable sense of dread come to be. She didn't want to acknowledge the possibility of Kitai doing something absolutely horrific, something so down-right unforgivable, but the thought was there. As this creeping feeling of Quincy reiatsu drew ever closer to her, she couldn't help but feel that fear start to overtake her as her blood ran cold. Her strength was gone. Emotional turmoil was soon to follow.

Once the metaphorical smoke cleared, and she stood on high alert facing the entrance to the shrine waiting for something, anything to walk out that wasn't what she feared most, she felt her heart sank the moment she laid eyes on what Kitai had become. On who Kitai had become. The young Quincy became an emotional mess. Her mind began to race. Thoughts of worry took over. Then dread. Then anger. Then pure depression. Eventually, her emotions settled upon nothing but pure, unfiltered rage. She was not going to stand for this. She couldn't. This was nothing but disrespect for the dead. For her mother figure. Tears now began to stream down Priscilla's face at full-force; the floodgates were effectively open.

The moment she heard Amalia's voice was the moment something finally snapped in the fun-loving, traditionally kind Quincy. "You've got to be joking. This? This is the level of opponent that you run and hide from? I thought I trained you better than that. I'm so disappointed in you." Her body rippled, shifting sheets of paper to restructure her form before launching herself at immense speeds toward the Saika via the Quincy stepping technique in order to close the distance between the two of them. While her step was quickly disabled upon once again entering that damned fog, she still used her increased momentum to back a strike against Kitai, this time once again trying to throw him? Her? To the ground with a tackle.

If the Saika was on the ground, Priscilla aimed to straddle his lower chest in order to keep him pinned to the ground, and slam her fist into the Saika's left wrist, looking to drive it straight into the ground. From there, she once again took the opportunity to slam the Quincy lightsabers she held onto dearly into the Saika's chest area. From there, Priscilla pounded her fists against the Saika's chest not quite at full force, but hopefully enough to crack a few ribs on top of everything else as she began to wail out in a depressive rage. "GET OUT OF HER BODY!" she cried out, "YOU'VE ABSOLUTELY NO RIGHT TO DO ANY OF THIS! I'LL TEAR YOU TO PIECES FOR DISRESPECTING HER LIKE THIS! YOU'LL BE BACK IN HELL BY THE TIME I'M FUCKING DONE WITH YOU!"

If she were able to hammer into him as she desired, there'd be no doubt that Priscilla's mind would be absolutely flooded with Kitai's memories from scattered moments; his time spent alive in the world, his descent into madness down into hell, and even into where he was now regarding this fight. She'd learned what had gone through his mind both back then, and up into this point in a matter of seconds. She'd learned about his interactions with Amalia in the past, too. If anything was certain, though, if she didn't want to be dragged to the same fate that her mentor faced, she could not let him get back to that limb he dropped.

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{Reiatsu Pool & Paper Count}Reiatsu: 930
Soul Property Deactivated.
+600 for Quincy Cross & Spirit Fragment at 75%
-140 for Seele Schneide x2 (OS of the first one is 700, while the second is 550)
-50 for Hierenkyaku
-200 for Impact
-250 for Black Fog

[Kitai Yoru]

He'd taken it too far. It hurt him more than the- oh wow this pain was getting bad. Stabbing pains ran up and down his body, as if he were being stabbed with an actual knife. This was something that actually had the capability to kill him, wasn't it? But no, focus. Focusing was getting hard. The girl, he didn't know her name, was in tears. She was crying at how blatantly he was defiling her memory of Amalia. Amalia was a monster. Was this girl a monster too? Or maybe she was just ignorant to what Amalia was? It was hard to guess. It was hard to think.

The girl, faster than he'd seen her move before, shifted into paper and slammed into him. Pain rocketed through his body, wincing from the contact. She slammed her hand into his left wrist, crushing it into the dirt, and her lightsabers into his chest. Amalia's chest. Ugh. That was more than enough to kill the body, as his Envy dropped, and he was ejected backwards, away from the girl. His true form revealed. A cloak that clung to him like skin, and a smiling theater mask over his face. As transformation dropped, he snarled in her face. "THIS! THIS IS WHY YOU DON'T USE PAST TRAUMA TO SCREW WITH PEOPLE!" He told her, as a massive amount of reiatsu built up in his chest.

"What? Because I'm a Saika, that gives you the right to taunt me with the person who got me killed! Well turnabout is fair play! You wanna try and screw with my head, you should expect the same to be done to you!" He yells at her, quickly getting up. Every movement felt like it was going to rip his skin off. Hot zones were forming on his body, right where the stabbing pain was. This technique was quite insidious. "You stalk me for who knows how long, and get mad when I use the same trick you used on me against you? What a hypocrite!"

The fog had long since reverted back to its usual appearance. As did the chains floating in the air around them. They floated above the two, circling around them both. Kitai moved towards the girl, shrinking the chains tighter and tighter still. Beating people half to death was one thing. Making people run and flee from a fight, he was okay with that. Tormenting people to the point of breaking down like this? It killed his mid-fght adrenaline high. That, and this pain. He wasn't someone who just got off on going through the worst pain imaginable, like a certain someone.

There was no escape for the girl. He activated the reiatsu he had built up, releasing a Cutback Assault at max power. She had better hope that she was fast enough to escape, or this would hurt. Really, really badly. It would look like Kitai exploded, as everything was shoved away from the Saika. The ground would tear itself apart as it was violently moved, and from a distance, the mountain would look like a bomb had gone off. For 800 meters in every direction the wave would travel. The Amalia clones would be thrown to the four winds, the little pond was destroyed, and the shrine was reduced to rubble.

If Priscilla was hit, it would likely be that all her limbs would be rendered useless. And that was after having a 600 os and speed shockwave slam against her. But Kitai wasn't doing much better. The moment that attack was released, he yelled out in pain, as the multiple stab-like pains he had experienced exploded in geysers of blood. His skin was now falling off, even if it couldn't be seen. The pain was extraordinary, easily the second worst pain he had ever been in. He tried to remain standing on a platform of airgorund, but his strength was leaving him.

He managed to catch himself with his chains, not requiring movement of his body to do so. He could feel his body try to reverse the damage, lava bubbling over the numerous sores, but it wasn't enough. Oh he really hoped that Blood Pool hadn't been destroyed in his rage, or else this was going to be a pain and a half to undo. "Shit. I went too far again, didn't I?" He said to himself, as the chains wrapped against his left arm, and tore it off. He quickly used Soul Decay on the bleeding areas of his body, rotting away the blood vessels to stop the bleeding.

Bladed Chains x2: 200
Grasp of the Dead x2: 200
Cutback Assault Max: 900
Blood Pool: 200
Dark Fullbring: Soul Decay: 200
Black Fog: 350. 2,000 stored
Darkskill lvl 2: 2/2

Out of Hell posts: 19

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{Cutback Assault}Technique Name: [Cutback: Assault] Mastered

Class: [1]

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

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

Technique Element: [None]

Technique Description and Effects (Explain appearance, powers, and effect):

Traditional cutback is triggered by a physical strike from a spiritually inferior source. Among those with immense spiritual pressure it is a useful defense. This technique converts that same cutback into an offense. The user gathers all of their spiritual energy at their core before releasing it outward with a burst. An invisible wave bursts outward with a speed and force of 600, pushing back everything in its path. It functions like a larger Martial Discipline: Ken to all those around. The user may choose to spend an additional reiatsu to increase the range of the wave. At its lowest range, the wave will travel 200 meters in every direction. If the user doubles the cost, this range will also double to 400 meters in every direction. But get this. If the cost is TRIPLED, the radius will also triple to a whopping 800 meters.

However, the real effect of the technique only kicks in when the wave makes contact with any individual. If the difference in spiritual pressure between the user and target is great enough, this technique will automatically inflict the same damage they would face had they triggered cutback. This property is what makes Cutback: Assault truly deadly.

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

Charge reiatsu and release it.

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

This technique costs 300 reiatsu to use, and it must be mastered before employed in battle. It may only be activated once every 3 posts, and while it’s on cooldown, the user loses access to natural cutback. However, that is hardly the most serious drawback. As this technique causes the sudden output of such a large amount of energy, it puts a heavy strain on the body, worsening all injuries the user suffered prior to activation. When used the first time, if the user has any deep lacerations or stab injuries, they will begin to bleed profusely, giving them 5 posts before they lose consciousness. When used the second time, even if the user only had thin cuts, these will widen and deepen as blood rapidly escapes them, giving the user 5 posts before they pass out from blood loss. After employed a third time, even if the user is completely unharmed, their nose and eyes will begin bleeding. In fact, their internal organs would be struggling to function as the strain of a third Cutback: Assault also caused them hemorrhage. The internal bleeding would cause the user to pass out in 5 posts after activating the technique.

Made By: Douma

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

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{Dark Fullbring: Soul Decay}Technique Name: [Dark Fullbring: Soul Decay] Mastered

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]

[Sieglinde P. Krantz]

As she watched Kitai emerge from Amalia's body, she felt herself absolutely filled to the brim with seething rage. She was ready to tear this man's head clean off his body, and send it flying down the side of the mountain. She wanted to end this man's life twenty times over for doing what he did to defile her body and spirit in this situation. She was so ready to take him out, that she didn't even bother to realize what he'd been setting up. Her mind had been so focused on making another strike against Kitai that she hadn't been able to realize what exactly was going on here.

Taking the absolute brunt of the blast, she had no way of getting out of the attack. She had no way to dodge, no way to get out of the way. Nor did she have a way to power through the attack. The girl who thought of everything... had not been able to think of anything. Taking the force of the blast was more than enough to effectively turn her brain to mush, as well as leave her with numerous fractures across her skull. Launching her "body" backwards, all of the paper that had begun to make her up immediately dispersed the moment she came in contact with Kitai's chains, while her head still continued to fly across the skyline to kingdom-fucking-come.

Simply put, Priscilla was most sincerely dead in this situation without any real way to be, well, alive. That said, though, if she were, she would've absolutely loved the view! People screaming and running away, the mountain being blown apart with the force of a hydrogen bomb, she would've loved to see it~! Unfortunately, she couldn't though, as her head continued roll through the air. Merely seconds after being launched, her head was travelling more than fast enough in order to reach what would've effectively been terminal velocity. Within a minute of being "fired" from the side of the mountain, however, she managed to make contact with the pavement.

Upon hitting the ground, the pavement around her was absolutely torn up, and a poor, poor soul that had been standing in the way of her flying head was effectively turned to mush due to the cannonball-esque force behind the hit. She had to hand it to Kitai, killing two birds with one skull was rather impressive. If she were alive, she would've absolutely given him a thumbs up. Naturally, that was a bit hard for her to do at the moment. All of her paper had been completely dispersed at the moment, so even if she somehow could given him a thumbs up that way, she had nothing nearby in order to do so. All that remained was a single, blood red sheet of paper that gently floated down, and rested on her face.

[Kitai Yoru]

As Kitai lay there, broken and dying, he watched the disembodied head of his nameless opponent flying off into the distance. "Whelp. She's dead." He said to nobody. The amount of blood he was losing was staggering. He had no experience with this kind of pain, as the bleeding was cutting off blood to his organs. If he did anything more strenuous than lying here, he'd quickly bleed out. He had to wait for the Blood Pool to form, or else... Would he be returned to Hell? This was a Quincy Technique, so that would beg the question of if this wouldn't outright destroy him completely? Guess he could only wait and see.

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He could feel them even now, digging around in his body. The veins were causing so much trauma, that he was starting to simply bleed through his skin, in addition to his wounds. Whomever made this technique was a sadist to the highest order. He could give them props for the lethality of this technique, if it hadn't been used against him. Oh who was he kidding, he'd complement them either way. His limbs felt like iron, and he could swear he could feel the blood leaving his body as he flexed his muscles when he tried to move. That girl must have really hated him if she was willing to use this on another living being. Kitai couldn't picture himself ever wanting to use something this sadistic against even his worst enemies.

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It was as if his life was being sapped from him with every breath he took. The exertion growing little by little. He was such an idiot. Sure Cutback Assault won him the fight, but this level of recoil was too much. He had to promise himself if he made it out of this, he would only ever use the technique while in a body. The blowback would be bad, but at least the flesh and blood would mitigate the damage somewhat. Kitai barely had the energy to move his head. Everything was starting to go numb, to the point where he couldn't even feel the blood pooling around him, and unfortunately it wasn't the technique. It was hard to keep his eyes open. The sun burning them with their rays.

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Kitai had an unbreakable will. Nothing on this planet or the next would stop him from escaping Hell. His goals were never 'if's, only 'when's. But Kitai knew what a Quincy could do to a soul. Their techniques destroyed the soul absolutely. It was a thought Kitai had considered before. The question he always asked himself was, 'what happens to that soul once it was destroyed?' He could never come up with a better answer than, 'some place better than Hell.' It wasn't his ideal solution. It wasn't even his preferred solution. But, as he lay there, on the blisteringly hot, unforgiving ground, he found himself completely unable to move. His limbs were unresponsive, because there wasn't enough blood left in him to move a single muscle.

There was barely enough left for him to think. Did he stop breathing? He couldn't quite tell. Everything was a haze at the moment. Probably his last moment. Was he ready to die? Just like that? No, not really. He had wanted a to start a family. To find someone willing to put up with his crazy antics and settle down. After being to Hell and back, he wanted to put this spiritual stuff behind him, and pretend that he was normal for awhile. He didn't think that was going to happen now though. Ah well, at least he would be free from Hell. Not that he would be around to enjoy it, but hey, he got what he wanted.

He fought for his eyes to stay open. They rebelled, sliding further and further down. He didn't want to die with his eyes closed. He had always wanted to look his death in the eyes. This moment felt more bitter than it did sweet. He didn't fear death. It was just such a shame that this was how his story ended. Bled to death by the parasite of a Quincy. Was it irony that a Quincy started him down the path to Hell, and the student of that same Quincy was ending it? He didn't know. He couldn't think anymore. Oh. His eyes closed. 'I guess that's it then. Goodbye world. It wasn't worth it.'

Through the stabbing pain that was happening through quite literally every inch of his body, he wasn't able to tell that his body was picked up and thrown into the Blood Pool until it was forcibly reassembling him from scratch. His closed eyes shot open, as he started screaming. All the blood he lost, forced back in. Skin? grafted and burned back on. Muscles? re-stitched and threaded. Bones? Rebuilt. Any damage he had sustained, from this fight, back to his first breath, was reset back. His body, each and every single part was turned back to their most powerful iteration. Normally that would be the end of it, but he could feel something was wrong.

Something was growing around his nervous system. This caused him to scream even harder, as it continued to grow, bulging around his bones. His entire back exploded inside the pool, as something was shot out of him. The damage was quickly repaired, and it was nearly enough to make him pass out a second time. His body was fixed, again, and a hand shot into the pool, grabbing him and dragging him out. As the lunatic hit the ground, he struggled to catch his breath, hacking up blood and wheezing through labored breaths. "W-what *hack* fcuking took y-huff-ou!?" He said, glaring up at his savior.

"Oh, I'm so sorry that I woke up AS A NUKE SMACKED ME INTO THE NEXT TOWN OVER!" His savior said, revealing themselves to be a clone of Kitai. The Darkskill had activated right as his Cutback Assault went off, launching him quite the ways away. The Cloaked Kitai knew this, but he was more than willing to bitch about it anyway. He created another body for himself, regaining his lost strength, as his clone helped him to his feet. "I swear, the creator of that fucking technique is in Hell. AND I'M GONNA DROP THEIR SORRY ASS INTO YOMI'S PIT FOR MAKING IT!" That had been too close. A few seconds longer... no, don't think about it.

The pain was gone, for the most part. His body felt amazing right now. After being exposed to such intense levels of constant agony, the feeling of normality felt like Heaven. "That-" The clone said. "-would require us to go back to Hell." He told him, pointing the obvious flaw in his logic. "I don't give a rat's ass right now. Ugh." He stretched, cracking his entire back in one go. Before either one of them could come up with a plan of what to do next, they heard a pained whimper coming from the pool. Simultaneously, they turned to see the source of the sound. Their eyes damn near popped out of their heads.

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"DAMN IT! Where the fuck is she!?" Kitai said. "I don't know! You were the one who saw where she flew off to!" The clone argued. The two were flying through the air. The Kitai clone, now sans a jacket, was giving the original a piggyback ride, as he leapt from rooftop to rooftop. Under his arm was a bundle, poorly wrapped in the missing jacket. "It was a rhetorical question, dumbass!" He snarled down. "Well I gave you a rhetorical answer, asshole!" They were currently searching for the missing Quincy. Unfortunately, they were on a time limit for their minor quest.

Cops and others had been surrounding the mountain they had been fighting on. The explosion had caught the attention of everyone in the surrounding area, and there wasn't a shadow of a doubt in either of their minds that someone had managed to see them fleeing the area. They headed in a straight line to where the Quincy might have landed, searching for any residual reiatsu that was left behind, if all that was left was a smear on the pavement. Thankfully, the Kitai clone was very physically gifted, and they were moving fast.

It took a good ten minutes of panicked arguing before they managed to catch a whiff of what had become of their adversary. There was a crowd around a decently sized crater. Some poor shmuck had been in the wrong place at the wrong time, and was now missing their entire upper half. The spirit was freaking the fuck out, trying to catch anyone's attention. "Please! Why aren't any of you helping me!" He cried, waving his arms in the air like any normal person would react.

The clone landed behind the crowd, catching them be surprise. A few idiots were recording with their cameras, gawking at the dead man, and the head at the bottom of the pit. The clone put Kitai and the bundled burden down, as he approached the people. They tired to confront him, but, as gently as he could, Kitai B shoved them to the side. They were pushed a good five feet to the sides. Kitai B couched down, and tossed the legs of the ghost to Kitai A, who was bowled over from the action. "Fuck you!" He wheezed, as his Darkskill was activated on the corpse.

The ghost tried to scream, but his soul was quickly sucked into what was left of his body, as Kitai A dropped his ass on the ground. He picked up what Kitai B had placed down, and walked to the edge of the crater. "What's the damage?" He called out. "This chick was literally just a head." He called back, holding her heavily bruised face up to him. Black and blue didn't even begin to do the damage justice. She almost looked like an overripe plumb with pink and brown hair glued on. "What a weird power. Giver'er here." The clone tossed her to him, catching it with moderate difficulty.

For the third time today, the second level to his Darkskill had been activated, cutting off another piece of his soul. He winced, and clutched his chest in pain. Kitai B wasted no time, grabbing both Kitai A and the bundle, and leapt back onto the rooftops, out of the sight of the normal people, just as an ambulance arrived on scene. "Was there ever a time in our lives when we'd have thought a situation like that was super weird?" The clone asked. "I don't know. When we were ten maybe?" He responded, feeling a little nostalgic at his youth.

Three minutes passed, as they fled, before they landed on a flat roof. Kitai A dismounted his clone, and placed the head on the ground, before removing his jacket, and tossing it onto the reforming body of the Quincy. "Welcome back to the land of the living! Sleep well?" The Saika said to her. His power was one that could restore the body back to its prime, much like his Blood Pool. It unfortunately, did not do the same for clothing. Hopefully she could make some paper for a makeshift outfit, or else this conversation would be more than a little awkward.

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[Sieglinde P. Krantz]

Being pulled back from the light she was somewhat beginning to walk toward was certainly an interesting experience. It was as though she was forcibly dragged from the soul cycle, despite not having actually re-entered the soul cycle. It was far from something Priscilla would ever be able to describe, and frankly, she was okay with that. She never wanted to even hope to experience any of that.... That hell ever again. Taking up that bounty was a mistake in every sense of the word. She hadn't even begun to stand a semblance of a chance against him, despite thinking otherwise. Though, the question stood out in her mind; was Kitai just that strong, or was she just that weak?

Alas, that question would be answered at a different time. A much, much later time. For now, Priscilla took a deep breath, and began to breathe exceedingly heavily, as though she had been drowning not a moment before. Taking the time to get used to the light now shining down on her eyes as she tried to have her eyes readjust was not the easiest. After a few moments, her breathing began to calm as she looked to Kitai. "Welcome back to the land of the living! Sleep well?" She stared at him absolutely dumbfounded. She didn't know what to make of any of this; had she really just been brought back to life? And by a Saika no less?

"I-" she started, "Was I just dead? Did you... did you actually just bring me back to life? I... Thank you. I very, very much appreciate it. Wow, I... Wow." Truth be told, she really didn't know how to respond to any of it all. She simply continued to look around her, and still take in the area. People had been screaming. Someone had died. A mountain had just been obliterated, and she was somehow down in the streets of Karakura, where everyone was dealing with what looked to be a nightmare of a situation.

Quickly realizing that she was completely naked at this point, Priscilla panicked and immediately covered herself up, while also turning away from Kitai. Her face was redder than Kitai's text color blood pools at this point, and she quickly made use of her abilities to shift her skin with sheets of paper, immediately causing ripples to change across her body in order to effectively turn her body into clothes for the time being. It'd have to do for now.