Dungeon Danger in Daito (Medium-DP-HW)

[Satoshi Fuuko]

"Gehhh.... What the shit?" Fuuko barked as she grabbed part of her shihakushou and flapped it, trying to get a breeze going. The pleasant smokey scent was now musky and choking. Like she was breathing in hot air. She didn't like it, but she followed Iroka until she came across the people. 

Her first instinct was the same as Iroka's, but when the redhead stopped, Fuuko did too. Something was off in this place. Fuuko wasn't far off from Iroka's conclusion. Obviously the two of them were in some kind of mouth in some kind of creature. When she heard the slam, she looked back. As shitty as that might be for her, maybe no more people would enter. 

Still, she looked at the group again and narrowed her eyes. Sure, the burning would explain the baldness, but... would they be able to survive. She closed her eyes and tried to concentrate to see if they were spiritually aware beings. Even as Iroka began to both cheerfully accept her fate. 

"I ain't gettin fuckin eatrin! Fuck thati!" Fuuko hissed "I sure as shit  ain't losin my hair either!" She barked. Iroka seemed to have the same idea and Fuuko grinned, pulling out her zanpakutou. "That's right. If this thing is a mouth, than it has a body  and if it has a body, it can fuckin bleed!" 

Fuuko the grabbed her zanpakutou and, as the kidou rippled through the air, she pulled her sword from the hilt and tried to jam it into the ground beneath them as hard as she could. If this thing could bleed, then Fuuko would make  it bleed and, once it was bleeding, then she could, hopefully, get them out faster. Hopefully before they even lost any hair - or clothes. 

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Reiatsu: 3400/3400 - Blood Bank: 000 - | Unreleased Tachi |

Blood Collection - Passive [0] |

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{Stats & Skills}Stats:

Reiatsu: 3400

[[Strength - 400 Points (600) +50%
Speed - 300 Points
Spiritual Pressure - 272 Points (340) +25%
Reiatsu Strength - 45 Points (31) -30%
Light Aura - 95 Points
Dark Aura - 05 Points
Instinct- 75 Points
Senses- 68 Points (51) -25%
Energy sensory - 40 Points
Healing Expertise - 0 Points

Total: 1200/1200 SP]

Current Skills 15/15
• [Battle Focus] {1}
• [Pain Tolerance] {2}
• [Lack of Fear] {2}
• [Zanjutsu] {1}
• [Strength of Will] {2}
• [Damage Recovery] {2}
• [Bleeding Tolerance] {2}
• [Anti-Stealth] {1}
• [Blood Scent] {2}

Munemasa Iroka

[Ghost Fenyx]

Ghost would be in a very unusual space at the moment. He truly did not know what was going on if anything. Just what in the world was happening to him? Was this some sort of soul ability going on or not? What thing is for sure he never stepped on a tongue. As he would fan his nose. He would be careful not to be too loud.

But alas this proves to not be the case. As he started to feel the Soul Reaper be released. They held an advantage over him. He could tell but not by much. But he had to think before he reacted. He wanted to know whether it was them causing all of this or not. Ghost had plans but first, he needed more information about what was going on.

The aroma he was smelling was heavenly yet something was off with it.
It sent just like her a scent he had not smelled in quite some time. This nearly brought a tear to his eye. But he was able to snap out of it. As he pulled out a lighter and a cigar. Soon he would put the small cigar to his lips as they held on to it. Ghost would slowly but surely light the cigar up. Letting out a large smoke after taking such a big exhale.

Soon the smell from the cigar would start to mix with the smell from this cave. But something was off with this cave. He was starting to think that this was not a regular cave. Ghost would be on defense as he was taking a smoke break.
Soon he would slowly but surely walk out from where he was holding. Behind some sort of corner-looking thing.
As he made himself known to the two Soul Reapers. He would then say. "Oh, dear you two seem to be impending on what to do next. I truly hope you have an answer to why this crazy place even exists?" 

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

Although the walls of the flesh-formed cave were strange, it was tough, strong enough that it was going to take a lot for any individual to actually get all the way through in a single attack. All the same though Iroka with the full incantation gave the kido she cast enough power that while it wouldn’t puncture all the way through it managed to get through the first layer, sadly though it caused more problems. Blood began to pour down from the hole she’d punched into the ceiling of the cave almost like a pipe had broken in an apartment or a waterfall of blood just randomly sprouted. It would only take a second or two for basically the entire floor of the cave where Iroka and Fuuko were located to be covered in blood. Fuuko was someone familiar with blood and thus she’d realize right away the scent of this blood was far different than normal. Why and what made it different though was a tough question.

They wouldn’t have long to figure it out though as the mutated people suddenly looked up and then stood. The blood began to sizzle and steam began coming up off the surface. Everything pointed to these people being a threat which they only reinforced when they started to rush over towards both shinigami. If Iroka and Fuuko stand their ground and wait they’d find that the people weren’t going to attack, they would stop a couple feet away and get down on the floor only to start slurping up the blood like a canine drinking from the bowl. Both shinigami at this point would start to feel intense heat from the blood almost like it was boiling. The clothing left on the humans began to burn off them and Iroka and Fuuko would find their uniforms start to dissolve wherever the blood was touching as well.

Ghost making himself known was a distraction while his appearance and voice would take the attention of the shinigami. It was his cigarette smoke that got the attention of the humans in the cave. Obsessed with drinking the blood from the floor of the cave now each person’s skin would start to glow a pink color. The walls all around Ghost though started to change, turning the natural pink color one would associate with the interior of a mouth to a gray smoker's lung. Just starting to turn color and every human near the shinigami stopped their feast, stared out at the Quincy and then screamed in a rage. He was tainting the paradise! They’d rush him at 100 speed like a pack of savage animals with every intention of ripping him apart to save their home.

[Munemasa Iroka]

OOC: I'll assume my thread with Ghost occurs before this one, as I don't think anything changes otherwise, and they were strangers in that thread. Besides, it's more hilarious this way.

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Iroka's blast, though powerful, did little to affect whatever it was that the group was inside. However, there was a sudden rush of blood, erupting from where her spell had hit. There seemed to be no other response, and Iroka couldn't tell whether her spell had hurt the entity or not. One thing was clear: a much more powerful technique would be needed to dig through the walls of whatever this thing was. Perhaps attacking it in the same position would result in some progress, as far as getting out of here was concerned...

...or not. The blood quickly spread across the ground, making a layer on which everyone stood, even as some of it spattered on part of the hem of Iroka's Shihakushō. "Eww," Iroka said, looking with some level of disgust at the blood which pooled at her feet. There was something wrong with this 'blood'. For starters, blood did not steam and sizzle the way this one did. But that was not the biggest concern presenting itself at the moment.

Iroka's major concern was the 'hostages'. They all rose to their feet, and charged at the Shinigami. This would be troublesome to deal with, but Iroka was hopeful that she would be able to take out these people, but not kill them. They were, after all, victims of whatever this thing was, and did not deserve to die here. Even though she was not physically strong, Iroka had many ways of handling her opponents. She took a ready fighting stance, waiting for them to come within striking range.

But the victims did not attack. They simply stopped where the blood seemed to pool thickest, got down on all fours, and began lapping the blood. Iroka's stomach heaved, and she looked sick. "I think I'm going to vomit..." the Shinigami started, before stopping abruptly. Where the blood had touched her uniform, the fabric was disintegrating. "How could things get any worse than this?!" she exclaimed in frustration, trying to use a hand to hold out the edge of her uniform, so it would not touch other parts of her uniform.

Well, somehow, the universe heard her, and things got worse. Because at that moment, none other showed up than.... "Entotsu-san! You again?!" Iroka exclaimed, staring wide-eyed at the Quincy, as he walked out casually like he owned the place, puffing merrily at his cigarette. "You really should be ashamed of yourself! How could you lie to me like that? You kept saying London Bridge was falling down, and I went to London, and everything was fine. That's so irresponsible of you!"

If Iroka was displeased to see the Quincy, apparently the blood-lapping victims were even more so. As had been surmised, this place seemed to be some sort of organism, as could be suspected owing to what appeared to be mucous lining. And Ghost's smoke only lent more credence to this, as it greyed the tissue around him, similar to the deterioration exhibited by the lungs of a perpetual smoker. And the victims were having none of that. From their behavior, they were obviously hypnotized, perhaps by the scent that had lured them in, in the first place.

Iroka didn't know much about Ghost, but she wasn't sure he cared about collateral damage, thanks to his behavior when they had fought the last time. He likely would kill these people without batting an eyelid, if they attacked him. And Iroka had already determined that they did not deserve such a fate. As the enraged victims shrieked and charged, Iroka pointed a hand in their general direction. "Bakudō #9: Horin!" she called out, aiming to ensnare all of them with her Bakudō. That way, they would hopefully be immobilized, and the Quincy would not have to kill them.

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{Battle Info}
Tech Used: Bakudō #9: Horin (25 Reiatsu; RS: 270)

Technique Name: Bakudō #9: Horin (Disintegrating Circle)
Technique Class: 7 - 10 TTP
Technique Type: Kidō - Bakudō.
Usable By: Kidō-users.
Technique Element: N/A.
Technique Cost: 25 Reiatsu.
Description: The second Bakudo of this number, Horin causes an orange tendril of condensed spiritual energy to spiral out of the caster's fingertips and attempt to enclose around and bind an enemy. These tendrils, once having bound a target, can merge to connect the targets.
How to Use: The caster needs to point at the victim, not unlike casting any regular Hado.
Incantation: If used, the incantation allows a 10% increase in reiatsu strength. (I.E. A reiatsu strength valued at 100 would instead be worth 110.) ("Disintegrate, you black dog of Rondanini! Look upon yourself with horror and tear out your own throat!")
Drawbacks: Reiatsu cost.

Reiatsu: 5825

[Satoshi Fuuko]

Fuuko watched as wherever they were started to spring a leak. Whatever scent it used to lure them in was replaced with something much more familiar to Fuuko than even cigars and booze- blood. Her reaction was almost the complete opposite to that of her sworn sister's. As Iroka recoiled in disgust a wide grin formed on Fuuko's face. 

"Oh, you done fucked up." She mused. 

"If it bleeds, then we can kill it." Fuuko said to Iroka. She barely noticed the Quincy, or the weird behavior of the others until Iroka cried out. "Huh? You two know each other?!" She balked. She quickly translated what Iroka said and her big grin turned into a scowl. "London Bridges? Lied? Motherfucker, did you see London!? Did you see France!? So, yer some kind of panty peekin pervert, huh!? Think you could follow sis into a dark cave and sneak a peak at her white panties!? With little pink hearts?!" Fuuko turned and slipped her skirt up, showing off a pair of lacy black panties to Ghost. 

She had become so incensed with Ghost's lewdness that she barely even felt the sizzling blood and what it was doing to her feet. "Take a fuckin look if ya like seein them so much! They'll be the last ones you ever see, pal!" She held out out the hand that held Shukketsubui and narrowed her eyes, even as she grinned. "Looks like it's soup tonight, baby." She hissed under her breath. "Nomibanji, Shukketsubuki!" 

Immediately, Shukketsubuki began to glow red. At first it looked like it was starting to shorten, even as some of the blood trickled upward towards it, there was a quick surge of reiatsu from Fuuko and like it was being vacuumed up, all of the blood was suddenly gone. Fuuko grabbed the glowing part of the blade and pulled from it another glowing length of reiatsu. Both of which soon formed into long, slender pikes. Fuuko curled one against her left arm and it extended from floor to ceiling of the cave, with the point threatening to pierce into the cave. Both polearms were red, like they were made from the blood that was just drank. The second polearm was long enough to practically reach Ghost from where Fuuko was standing. 

She raised her head. "Now, give me one good reason why I shouldn't turn you into Yakitori." Fuuko threatened. 


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Reiatsu: 3100/3400 - Blood Bank: 4015 - | Released Sarissa x 2 |

Blood Collection - Passive [15] | Active: All within area [4000]

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{Stats & Skills}Stats:

Reiatsu: 3400

Release Zanpakutou - 200
Blood collection - 100


[[Strength - 400 Points (600) +50%
Speed - 300 Points
Spiritual Pressure - 272 Points (340) +25%
Reiatsu Strength - 45 Points (31) -30%
Light Aura - 95 Points
Dark Aura - 05 Points
Instinct- 75 Points
Senses- 68 Points (51) -25%
Energy sensory - 40 Points
Healing Expertise - 0 Points

Total: 1200/1200 SP]

Current Skills 15/15
• [Battle Focus] {1}
• [Pain Tolerance] {2}
• [Lack of Fear] {2}
• [Zanjutsu] {1}
• [Strength of Will] {2}
• [Damage Recovery] {2}
• [Bleeding Tolerance] {2}
• [Anti-Stealth] {1}
• [Blood Scent] {2}

Munemasa Iroka

[Ghost Fenyx]

Ghost was indeed a curious case of a being the way he view things is a bit different from the rest of the world. As of right now he was inside some sort of mouth that was made into a cave. This was crazy if anything but he has saw even more crazier things. As he made himself known it was quite the surprise to start off this even if anything. As he looked on he would see the area.

As he took a quick look around and then would see a familiar face. It was none other then Ironka she was a Soul Reaper whom he met some time ago. She was quite lovely and the way she took down that hollow she could have a future in his Majesty army. As he looked down he would see a group of people eat or drinking the blood that was coming from out of the ground or mouth of the cave. Blood would be coming out and from the walls. The blood would hit the duo pair of the Soup Reapers.

It would start to reveal the skin of the duo as well which Ghost took note off. He was fortunate enough to not get hit by the blood as it seems to have some sort of acid ability and this caused him to be more alert as to what it might can do to him. Soon enough out of the blue the people on the ground the humans would all be starring at him. As he took a puff out of the cigar he would notice the cave walls to have changed colored and for a brief moment he took his sights off the group.

But as he looked back at them he would see the group trying to rush him. This was perfect as he was preparing to go on the offense. He would notice the group being bind down. This made him look up to see who could have done such a deed. Only to realize that it was none other then Ironka. She had saved him and he would be forever thankful for such a thing. Soon she would tell him about looking for a bridge that was in London. Could it be that she truly went to London over a song. She was so clueless but in the end that what makes her well her a beautiful air head.

But just as he was about to respond to her he would be interrupted by someone else. It was none other then Ironka friend no she was her sister or was she her lover as the way things started off was something. As Ghost looked on he would be flashed by this strange person and he must say it was a sight to see expect she is not the one whom he wished to get flashed by. But before he knew it her spiritual energy went up and started to go crazy. Could it be that she just released her Zanpaktou and he did not even have to ask her.

A smile was truly on his face as he simply dropped his cigar and as it hit the ground he would raise his hand. Ghost eyes was set dead on the Shikai weilding Soul Reaper. She looked deadly and crazy for that matter and Ghost could only watch and then he would say to her. "How scary you are and my oh my I am in fear at this moment." Then as he said that he would respond to her question with a soft voice. "My dear girl, I am only here to see what's the problem is. You see have just went toe to toe with am Esapada who owned the number of 1. I am too weak to have such another fighter and so soon." As he looked over to Ironka he would then say to her,"Oh my if you could heal me I would be forever grateful to you My Fair Lady. It has been quite some time since our last dance you know."

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

What a ragtag team to find inside the maw of the cave, not even a full ten seconds of the blood bath before it all was pulled within the zanpakuto. A blade that could absorb and utilize blood as if it were formed from the soul of a Bount. Perhaps it was just happenstance or chance, but at least for the moment it would seem Fuuko was a massive advantage to the undertaking of this strange spiritual discovery. Whether or not the Shinigami and Vandenreich could put aside the war between them until they managed to escape though was the current question.

Despite the acidic nature of the blood it didn’t have a long enough period of time to cause anything other than severe irritation and minor chemical burns on the feet, ankles and lower legs of both Fuuko and Iroka. Nevertheless the biggest change they were likely to notice was the shoes and socks they both wore as part of the Shihakusho had been dissolved. As disgusting as it may be they’d both have to traverse the cave now walking on the flesh floor barefoot.

What they didn’t know or perhaps weren’t likely to realize was that all the poor souls that weren’t just deformed, but also restrained by Iroke’s kido, now with the aggression unleashed were trying to get away. Further into the cave away from Fuuko would was now using her zanpakuto and manipulating the blood of the cave itself. Crawling on the ground as fast as they still could and yet in their place came something else. Something worse yet somehow the same as the blood. A light red tint over everything as the cave seemed to emit smoke. Red smoke that would burn everyone in this section now just like the blood had only moments ago. Would the Shinigami and Quincy fight in the smoke or would they follow the poor souls deeper.

[Munemasa Iroka]

Iroka covered her face as Fuuko flashed her panties at Ghost. "Oni-chan! You shouldn't do things like that!! That's so lewd!!!" she stated, alarm evident in her voice. And yet, there seemed to be some hint of delighted outrage there. Then there was a pause. "That being said, how do you know the color of my undies?" The question was asked with nothing but mere curiosity, and if Iroka was offended that her best friend was telling a stranger about the nature of her underwear, she did not show a whit of it.

The blood in the cave seemed to be something that placed Fuuko at an interesting advantage, something Iroka was pleased about. As the blonde released her weapon and absorbed the corrosive blood, Iroka felt thankful that her feet didn't have to continue suffering when she was standing in the blood puddle. Hopefully, until they got out of this place, Fuuko would have a perpetual resource for her blood-manipulating weapon. But standing around would not get them out of here. Nor would it save the prisoners.

Iroka took a cursory look at the bound people. They seemed to be still infuriated, but they seemed to be trying to scrabble away. Away to what, or from what, Iroka wondered. Then she gave Ghost a sidelong glance. "Let's not fight him, Oni-chan," the carrot-top said entreatingly. "He will certainly be, at best, a hindrance to us dealing with this weird place, if we antagonized him further. Besides, he seems to just be interested in figuring out what's going on."

She turned to the Quincy. "I, however, have no intention of healing you just yet, Entotsu-san," she said to him. "At least, not until I'm sure that I can trust you as an ally. And presently, as I'm sure you are aware, I cannot. Besides, if you were too weak to start getting into fights, why would you venture into a place with likely danger? And we never danced. Or at least I--"

The Shinigami stopped in mid-sentence, as the room filled with red smoke. "What's this now?" the ginger Shinigami said, exasperation evident in her voice. "Ugh, it burns!" A look of alarm suddenly registered on her face. "Wait, what kind of perverted place is this?! Why is everything in here trying to destroy our clothes?!! This is way too intentional; some perverted mind is behind all this. I demand to speak with management!!!"

So saying, the carrot-top would angrily march further into the cave, eager to find whatever pervert was responsible for this cave of lewdness, and give them a strong piece of talking-to.

[Satoshi Fuuko]

"So then yer weak. And can fuckin die." Fuuko growled as Ghost tried to talk his way out of his predicament. She wasn't interested in hearing about his exploits. Bragging about punching above his weight and then crying about being exhausted because of it didn't jive with Fuuko one bit. Unfortunately before she could finish off the Quincy, Iroka stepped in. 

A sly smile crept over Fuuko's face as Iroka called her out on her naughty behavior. "That's exactly why I do it!" She replied back quickly. She winked at Iroka and even chuckled when Iroka asked how she knew about Iroka's undergarment choices. "I always know. It's my duty as a sister, as an oni and as someone who revels in forbidden love! What kind of hedonist would I be if I didn't!?" Fuuko said with a wide, shit-eating grin. 

"Fine. Fine." Fuuko said as she pulled away the weapon from his throat. She then leered at Ghost. 'But if I think yer dead weight or if ya try somethin funny, I won't hesitate to rid yer stupid body of its stupid head, ya got it?" Fuuko barked. It was about that time, that the people left and the smoke filled the "cave" She felt it burn and growled. Fuuko pulled her weapons and short hafted them closer to her as she turned where the others had fled. 

"This is fuckin stupid." She growled. Fuuko coughed. "I ain't gonna sit here and burn, and we should probably figure out a little bt more before I start tryin ta make holes. Just be ready, sis, ok?" Fuuko barked before rushing past Iroka to lead the charge after the weird cave people. 


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Reiatsu: 3100/3400 - Blood Bank: 4015 - | Released Sarissa x 2 |

Blood Collection - Passive [00] |

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{Stats & Skills}Stats:

Reiatsu: 3400

Release Zanpakutou - 200
Blood collection - 100


[[Strength - 400 Points (600) +50%
Speed - 300 Points
Spiritual Pressure - 272 Points (340) +25%
Reiatsu Strength - 45 Points (31) -30%
Light Aura - 95 Points
Dark Aura - 05 Points
Instinct- 75 Points
Senses- 68 Points (51) -25%
Energy sensory - 40 Points
Healing Expertise - 0 Points

Total: 1200/1200 SP]

Current Skills 15/15
• [Battle Focus] {1}
• [Pain Tolerance] {2}
• [Lack of Fear] {2}
• [Zanjutsu] {1}
• [Strength of Will] {2}
• [Damage Recovery] {2}
• [Bleeding Tolerance] {2}
• [Anti-Stealth] {1}
• [Blood Scent] {2}

Munemasa Iroka

[Ghost Fenyx]

"Oooou...How Scary this one is." Ghost would say as he held his hands up. Truly looking at her as she did what she did. However Ghost was quick to play it off. Thinking of what you shouldn't be thinking of could get him killed. Ghost was in awe to see this Soul Reaper Zanpaktou was blood related. Thinking to himself that,"She can control blood create blood and even minimize with it. That's one scary thing to go up against. But could it be that if something happened to the blood she would feel it too. If so this power is a double edge sword indeed. Soon be would say to her "Oh my, let's not get to anger at each other. We've only just make after all and if I do say so myself first times are everything. If your sister the sugar you clearly are spice a perfect balance."

He was glad to see that Ironka stepped up to calm her hot headed sister down. But he was alerted that he wouldn't be healed until he was trusted as opposed to her sister who made it clear that he would be dead if he was dead weight. As he slowly put his hands down. He would be quick to notice that Ironka used her Kido to calm the people down. "Bakudō #9: Horin, you say what a lovely spell. If you was trying to capture then just laid them out dead or alive ya know." Soon he would realized that when he lit up his smoke he would notice that the cave had changed. "What in the world is even going on here? It's almost as if I am inside of a belly or something but that couldn't be could it?" Soon he would notcied the red smoke and what it could do. This put Ghsot on edge as he watched the duo go ahead of him. Soon he would take mental notes of what just happened here and Soon he would follow along but for the time being he would keep his distance as he did not know what was up ahead and hopefully the two before him would find out for him.

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

Delving deeper and deeper into the cave all three spiritual individuals would find that the clothing on their skin continued to melt off but more so than that the fog of a red tint was burning their skin. It wasn’t a fast burn, but it was acidic and while they’d already felt the effects from a few different things inside the cave they would have to be ready for what came next inside the maw of this abnormality. The people that all ran deeper would suddenly be imperceivable through the fog after just a few feet.

It would be obvious to some of those that had entered why the people now looked almost feral, with burned skin, hardly any clothing and missing hair. The acidic fog had done all of this which meant they had a time table before this fog was going to do the same to them. The fog grew thicker and thicker in just a few feet. Fuuko and Iroka would have to be literally right next to one another for them to see the other. Ghost was in a horrible situation all things considered now.

The size of the cave was still unknown with the only two constant things about it being that it was dangerous and always moving downwards at an incline meaning it could keep going for a mile or more. Now though they’d only gotten a small distance further before all three would start to hear the sound of growling. The moment afterwards would be the only chance for any of the three to do something. That was all they got since right afterwards each of them would be attacked by a different hunter.

A pack of wild dogs had been caught by the allure of the cave and now had been turned like the humans. Iroka would have to deal with one that came from behind her to bite at the back of her left angle and then pull her backwards off balance to the ground with a strength of 250. Fuuko would have one of the canines leap onto her back dragging its claws down her back before trying to bite down on her right shoulder. Ghost would have to deal with one from his front that he would only have a moment to see before getting his legs knocked backwards and then his thigh bitten and torn open.

[Munemasa Iroka]

As Fuuko rushed further into the cave, Iroka stopped her complaining about management, and ran after her. "Hey, Oni-chan! Don't just run off like that!" she called. Although the place seemed to be giving them a time limit with which to handle the mess they were in, it was not safe to get separated from each other. Besides, if there was any greater threat than the weird acidic mist, it would be safest if they were all together to deal with it. Ghost included, even if Iroka didn't trust him.

That being said, Fuuko seemed to have the right idea, Iroka surmised. The sooner they got to the bottom, literally or figuratively, of this mystery, the sooner they would be able to avoid looking like the beings they were presently chasing into the cave. More importantly, the sooner they would be able to save them. Even though the feral people almost seemed rabid and animalistic, they were still very much human. If Iroka could help it, she would try to ensure that none of them died.

As the group went further in, the weird fog began to intensify. Soon, Iroka discovered that she could not see Fuuko. "Oni-chan?" she called out. "Don't go too far. I don't want us to have to start looking for one another. That applies to you as well, Entotsu-san!" As her senses were just average, it was quite unnerving to be in a situation such as this, where she could barely see in front of her. But there was no other way out but forward....

There was an ominous sound; it seemed to be the sound of some growling beast. Iroka paused, feeling the hair on the back of her neck standing. There was something else in the fog. Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her ankle, as a set of sharp teeth clamped around them. The ginger girl cried out as whatever had bitten her pulled her off her feet, sending her crashing to the ground.

Still, Iroka, being quick of mind, controlled herself as she immediately set a counter-response in motion. As she fell, the carrot-top turned herself so that she could point her arms at her legs. And then she saw the beast. A rabid dog of sorts, its teeth clamped on her leg. "Hadō #33: Sōkatsui!" As the spell of blue flames erupted from her hand at the beast, she made sure that she had angled her hand such that whatever splash damage from the kidō would hit the wall and floor, instead of going further down the tunnel. She didn't want to hit any of her companions. Also, Iroka had seen how the surface of this place reacted to smoke. She would see how it reacted to fire.

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{Battle Info}
Used Hadō #33: Sōkatsui for 100 Reiatsu

Technique Name: Hado #33: Sōkatsui (Blue Fire, Crash Down)
Class: 5
Technique Type: Kido
Technique Element: Fire
Technique Description and Effects: This technique is a more powerful version of Hado #31, releasing a fireball of blue flames that’s about half as large as an average person in size. The impact of this fireball leaves first-degree burns upon impact, and has more impact force than Hado #31.
How to use technique: Speak the spell and point hand towards the target.
Incantation and Effect: “Ye lord! Mask of flesh and bone, flutter of wings, ye who bears the name of Man! Truth and temperance, upon this sinless wall of dreams unleash but slightly the wrath of your claws!” With the incantation, this spell gets a 20% increase in Reiatsu Strength (i.e. if Reiatsu Strength is 100, this is treated as 120 with incantation).

Reiatsu: 5725

[Satoshi Fuuko]

Fuuko could feel the choking air and the burning of her clothes and skin. She could probably take it for a while, but even she  was worried about getting out alive at this point. There wasn't a lot of room to maneuver her big, bulky weapons. When she heard the growls, she turned to see the dog and it raked down her back. "Ahhhhfuck!" She hissed, but the blood that trickled rom her was sucked into Shukketsubuki and she immediately had a free hand. She pointed the glowing sword and jammed it into the beasts mouth as it was about to bite her shoulder. 

"Blood Bullet." 

There was the sound of a Cocking gun echoing through the cave ant then a loud *bang* as red energy shot through the back of the dog's skull. Fuuko shrugged it off and looked down at the dog before seeing Iroka on her back with a dog attacking her leg. "Shit! Sis!" She took a step forward and stopped when the Kidou blasted into the cave. Fuuko raised her free arm and then looked to see what the damage was. As her weapon began to reform, Fuuko wrinkled her nose. "Fuck this." She growled and held up the glowing weapon. 

"Raining Blood!" 

Suddenly all the red energy shot up to the ceiling of the cave and red clouds began to form along the top of the tunnel. Fuuko's zanpakutou turned into a small tanto knife. and soon the place began to rain red droplets of blood. The blood that pooled on the ground was thick and sludgy. Iroka would feel her wound suddenly healing a little as she absorbed the blood rain into her body, feeling refreshed as old, bad blood was expelled from the wound in the form of a little globule that immediately got sucked into Shukketsubuki, which made the sound of a bullet being loaded into a chamber. 

Fuuko had worked with her zanpakutou to refine this ability. Iroka had seen it before, but she wondered what she might think of this new version. Hopefully the rain and pooling blood might  counteract some of this cave's heat producing ability. In all of this, however, Fuuko's own wound didn't close and she had one hand curled up and against her shoulder, wincing a bit.

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Step Techniques within a 50ft radius of Fuuko now cost 4014 Reiatsu or 25% of the original cost to use (whichever comes first). Fuuko has a speed increase (movement only) of 75 (temporarily 375 Speed) and does not suffer the Step Tech Reiatsu increase. 

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Reiatsu: 2700/3400 - Blood Bank: 001 - | Tanto Knife | (3 Posts)

Blood Collection - Passive [15] |

-400 Blood Bullet [1 Bullet @ 600 STR  + 100 SPD]

Blood Rain Turns Left [161]

Blood Globules 1 @ [100]

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{Blood Rain}
-レイニングブラッド (Raining Blood): Fuuko hurls Shukkestusbuki in the air and it releases all but 1 point of its stored up blood and returns to its [First stage]. It begins to rain blood in a 50ft. Radius around Fuuko. The blood that pours from the created cloud has been cleansed and purified by Shukketsubuki and has been transformed into a universal donor type. Infused with Reiatsu, it will, at any cost, try and replace old blood with itself, and reinvigorate and rejuvenate. Unfortunately, since it is not sentient rain, it does not know when or how to stop when it has completed its task, nor does it know friend from foe.

When Raining Blood is used, the ground becomes thick with the sludgy blood. For those inside the radius (except for Fuuko), it becomes difficult to move around. Step Techniques cost an additional amount of reiatsu = to the amount of blood drained from the pool [Capping at 25% of the original cost of the technique). Fuuko gains an equivalent boost to speed (Movement only) with the same cap.

Each round, each level wound is healed one step (Minor cuts are healed. (Knicks, cuts, scrapes, etc.), Gashes, deep cuts and other minor wounds become superficial, Major wounds close up. Lost limbs will start to grow back, Fatal Injuries can be halted).

Each time a wound is healed it creates a blood boils that spew out a blood globule. Each blood globule can be "loaded" into Shukketsubuki and used for free [Blood Bullets] later. Fuuko can combine Blood Boil globules however she likes, as long as they do not exceed her normal [Blood Bullet] parameters. The globules = [100 Strength] and [100 Speed] for each level of wound healed. Superficial, etc. [100], Minor, [200], Major, [300], Fatal [400].

Any wound that is healed and spits out a globule continues to be marred by small boil-patches (spitting out a globule each turn as old, bad blood is expelled from the body). These wounds always count as being "open wounds" and "superficial wounds" while inside the Blood Rain.

All unspent globules are expectorated when Shukketsubuki is sealed again and become useless.

Additionally, Fuuko can stow Shuuketsubuki and choose to wrap her fists in the globules. The rain coats her fists in a way that looks like she is wearing blood red MMA gloves when she does this. Punches are increased in Strength and Speed by the amount of globules spent. (In this instance a "punch" is considered one swing by each arm. i.e. a right, left combination) before it's used up. (These increases can never go past 3x OS)

The Blood Rain lasts for one post per 25 points drained from the pool, or until the Shikai is up. (Whichever comes first). If Fuuko extends the shikai, the Blood Rain is also extended. Fuuko can syphon new blood into the cloud to extend it, but at a rate of [50] Blood Points per additional post. (Shukketsubuki does not like to drink blood she has cleansed, so it's harder to find "tainted" blood to spew into the sky)

The aura literally soaks clouds in blood and can be affected in the way clouds are. If Fuuko moves, the aura moves towards her, but at a clouds pace [Speed 300], unless 100 Reiatsu is spent to speed it up to catch up and/or follow Fuuko.

If the Cloud is affected by non-natural wind powers, Fuuko can resist it with OS and spending 100 Reiatsu. If there is natural wind, Fuuko can instead spend [100 Reiatsu] to keep the cloud in place. This ability can be used on a cloudless, sunny day or even indoors. It is only affected by natural weather after it is used. The clouds are formed by using the ability if there are none.

When Blood Rain Ends, any Blood Boils fall off, leaving a patch of dry, itchy skin (if healed from a superficial wound) for a few minutes)

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{Stats & Skills}Stats:

Reiatsu: 3400

Release Zanpakutou - 200
Blood collection - 100


[[Strength - 400 Points (600) +50%
Speed - 300 Points
Spiritual Pressure - 272 Points (340) +25%
Reiatsu Strength - 45 Points (31) -30%
Light Aura - 95 Points
Dark Aura - 05 Points
Instinct- 75 Points
Senses- 68 Points (51) -25%
Energy sensory - 40 Points
Healing Expertise - 0 Points

Total: 1200/1200 SP]

Current Skills 15/15
• [Battle Focus] {1}
• [Pain Tolerance] {2}
• [Lack of Fear] {2}
• [Zanjutsu] {1}
• [Strength of Will] {2}
• [Damage Recovery] {2}
• [Bleeding Tolerance] {2}
• [Anti-Stealth] {1}
• [Blood Scent] {2}

Munemasa Iroka

[Ghost Fenyx]

So it got dark if anything this was the worse and to make it worse he could not see the Soul Reapers he came in here with. Well after but that does not matter anymore. As he looked on he would try his best to make out anything but alas he was as lost as a duckling without its mother.

As Ghost looked on he would start to hear things. "Oh dear it sound like fighting is being done. Is this small group of ours being attacked again? It's best I ready myself if anything. Just then he would look over to see a small fire that was blue. "How dazzling that was nice to see. I wonder who cast it." Just then he would hear a knocks follow by getting knocked down. Unfortunately he was distracted by the blue light then again he is always getting distracted. This would prove to be quite the painful thing to experience.

As Ghost felt the pain of the bite he realized that he needed to get stronger. "Oh dear this will never do for an elite of his Majesty." As he took his small bow he would send a single shot into the beast ending it's rampage on him. As Ghost was sitting down he would remove the dog from his thighs. As he touched his side he could in fact feel blood. "London bridges falling down falling down London bridges falling down falling down my fair lady." He woukd say as he took a piece of clothes and wrapped his side leg up. "I'm afaird my blood has gotten on the ground floor. I must continue on amd must fight through this. After all it wouldn't be Ghost if I did." Soon he would stand up slowly but slowly as he slowly walked through the dark towards the blue light from earlier.

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Notes Ghost was lightly injured
Reiatsu
5250/5245

Class 7 arrow -5
Small Bow - This item is for all Quincy. This is meant to be used as a side-arm or a spare, and contains all of the powers of a regular bow. Arrow costs for the small bow are halved, but only one arrow can be fired at a time. If an additional 50 Reiatsu is spent on any arrow, its speed will double as long as the small bow is firing it.

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

Getting pulled backwards off balance down into the raw meat like floor of the cave, Iroka was quick to take action against the single dog that had bitten the back of her ankle. Casting a rather large fire kido directly at the dog certainly accomplished what she wanted. The canine was incinerated, even its altered body reduced to nothing more than ash. She was careful to aim and yet there was nowhere else for the fire to go, but the walls of flesh.

Fuuko was taken by surprise much the same as Iroka although her retaliation against the canine that attacked her was much more vicious. Firing off a projectile like a gun right down the mouth of the canine, a projectile that contained to move out of the corpse and then the hall. That bullet kept going several years before penetrating into one of the strange walls. Although it was just a bullet its force wasn’t to be scoffed at, managing to make a geyser out of the wall, causing a steady build up of blood to pour out and down the slope towards them all.

As for Iroka’s kido the fire burned the walls although only for a fraction of the moment. Its raw power was too much breaking apart the foundation. The flames would die out faster than even was typical of that kido. The walls bled like a dam had been broken now, a large wave of hot, acidic blood would wash over the area in an instant. Burning the majority of Iroka’s body with her back taking the worst as she was on the ground. Her face and hands likely wouldn’t get burned at all.

Thankfully she wouldn’t suffer horribly as her sister was quick to take action. Fuuko would feel the wave slam against her ankles and calf’s burning. All three spiritual warriors managed to kill the canines that attacked them. There were those precious few moments when the area would be filled with quite a degree of blood, Iroka and Ghost would suffer the worse. Burns across a majority of their legs and back. Fuuko though with the ability of her zanpakuto managed to put an end to the blood burning them all. The healing that her zanpakuto could offer might be enough to heal what had been done so far, but what couldn’t be undone was the pain.

The rain of blood thankfully would have another effect, one that would help the group significantly. The red fog that filled this section of the cave was gone, more than likely forced down to the floor and then turned into the strange sludge. All three would be able to see once again. Further down the cave was all that would be visible, the same thing that it had looked like from the start. What else was in this cave? How much further until the end?