Post by Deleted on Mar 10, 2011 22:12:17 GMT -5
Training for TTP:
Miho was the queen of all that was dark and evil. Or at least, she'd like to think of herself as such. Arrogant bitch. Ah, well...what did you really expect from her? Proud, cunning, cruel...she embraced every bit of darkness she had in her. She did it and she was strong. In both lives. However...strong just wasn't cutting it for her. Sure, she was destruction obsessed, but to be destructive, you have to be powerful. Powerful was were she wanted to be at. Not strong. Powerful. She didn't nor would she ever admit it, but she honestly felt like the weakest of the fraccion. That was disgraceful.
She wasn't about to become a disgrace like Asuka. Hell no. She was going to rise above that. FAR above that. Kuroi told her that she had the capability to be at the Quinta's level...though the current Quinta was stronger than her. Tch. Well, that's no good. The Segunda's fraccion were said to be able to beat the living crap out of most of the Espada. If she couldn't even beat someone that was technically at her level, then she why was she there? In her eyes, she was unworthy and she was going to do something about it. Well, that's how Miho saw it. She wasn't a complainer like a certain Noveno. Ugh...Hell no! Miho was going to do something about this. And she was going to do something about it now.
She was already awake, her plans for the day briefly running through her head. Do this. Do that. Beat that guy up. Kill that ugly bitch down the hall. Avoid Kouen at all costs. Ugh..God...She hated his fricken' smile. On top of that, he was dense. For someone that was Primera material, he sure acted like his head was full of bricks. Hmph. Not her problem. Though, he did urk her. He did tremendously. To see his bright, warm flames overcome her her dark, cold ominous ones not only scared her, but made her furious. To think that some goody-goody would come in and show her his light and how powerful it was...It fuckin' pissed her off.
Hmph. Well, she was a girl of her word. She said she'd smother his flames with darkness and she was going to do just that. She was going to make him suffer. Make him feel pain, hate, anguish, sorrow...ALL OF IT! The mere thought of it made her want to destroy things again. That insatiable thirst for destruction. It was coming to her again. It was her addiction. She will always go through life causing someone pain. There's no stopping her. Most of all, no candle was going to stop her. She's just temporarily blocked. Miho will be back at it soon though. She'll smother all of Las Noches in pitch darkness, you'll see.
Oh Miho. You and your impossible goals. Of course, this is something she'll never accomplish, but she WILL try. Whether you like it or not. Miho got out of bed. Shower, brush teeth and all that great morning routine crap. Today, she didn't wear a suit. She refused to today and despite it being orders to wear a suit, she rebelled and wore her normal clothes. Tch. Stupid fucking monkey suits. How the hell do the rest move around in that crap?! More importantly, why didn't that teal haired twit tell her beforehand?! Oh wait, maybe she knew she'd refuse if she heard that. Well played, twit. Well played. Though, it was actually more shocking. Especially since this kind of cunning and deceit came from the girl who thought that the Akki were werecows.
Miho left a note. Well, two notes. One on her door and one on her night table. Just in case anyone asked. Tch! Don't get her wrong. It's not being considerate, it called covering your ass. Why two? Well, when you have that bi-polar prick and crotch creeper trying their damn hardest to make your life a living hell, you learn to wisen up and prepare yourself for any occasion. Especially since anything was possible. And I mean anything. If anyone wanted to find her, she'd be training at her old spot back at the menos forest. The menos forest was technically her old home. Where she ruled over all those pathetic little adjuchas and weak arrancar. Tch. Weaklings. She hated them. Despised every bit of it. Yes. The shocking red font color. It returns!
This is Sparta. Had nothing to do with this. Anyway, Miho was 'home' in her usual training spot. Persi nel oscurita. Italian for lost in the darkness. She wanted her opponents to feel lost, scared...or even pissed off! Any form of negativity was fine really. Her manipulation over negativity was going to make her opponents as helpless as a baby. She had a general idea as to how to go about it. At this point, it was all trial and error. Whatever works, works...whatever doesn't, doesn't. She'll just make sure to never make the same mistake again. Yeah, that's stupid. Only a certain teal haired twit would make stupid mistakes.
Though she did have her random strokes of genius. Random...and it barely happened too. Talk about total dope. Anyway, Miho knew how she was going to go about this. But she had to release first. "Show me sin, Chernobog" She loved her release. She did. It was like being free. Well, when your boss makes you wear a monkey suit all the goddamned time, you'd feel free too. But not the kind of free Asuka felt. That's too free and indecent. Stupid fucking nudist teal haired twat. Anyway, Miho wanted to rip open her own version of a Garganta. Tear through the fabric...but at the same time, consume her opponents in complete darkness.
Yes. Make the already evil and dark cower at her fearsome power. She'll instill fear whether they like it or not!..Or anger. The list could go on and on. Right now, it's rather tempting to quote a certain annoying song, but we won't do that. I'm too lazy to look up the lyrics. Anyways, she was going to rip her own garganta...but she needed to test this on someone. "You. Stand right there...Or I'll kill you." she pointed at a random adjuchas and commanded it to stand in a spot with her finger. It was scared. Whatever the fuck it was. It should be. Miho was rather merciless. Immediately after, the Adjuchas ran to the spot and stood there obediently.
Miho nodded her head and slammed her palms down into the ground. She was trying to rip open the ground below the two. Black flames would be sent in a line trailing beneath the two and it barely opened. Miho put more reiatsu and focus into it, but it wasn't working. She stopped for a second. Contemplating what she should do and how she should go about it. This was already tough! Hmph. Well, she's been in tough situations, she could handle this no problem! She wasn't Miho Shoga for nothin' after all! She was tougher than nails. A self-proclaimed badass. She's GOT this. No way in hell was she going to give up!
She didn't give up when she was a human. She lived even when she thought that she deserved to die. Yes. Miho had a heart at some point. She just doesn't remember it as well. Maybe if she had something from her past to jog her memory or something. That would be nice. Something like that would enhance her negativity. Seeing Kaito or wait no...just the mere fucking thought of him pissed her off. What a stupid fucking boy. All happy and shit...why!? On top of that...she was betrayed. Urg...there's too much to just fit in the 44 paragraphs needed for this crap! It was a whole fiasco and all she got was cold-hearted bitch the whole way through. Not that she hated it, but that's what she's remembered as and Miho intended to keep up that reputation.
Reputation was everything to Miho.
(Saving this for later...still wip ;_;)Miho would make another attempt again. Slamming both palms down into the ground. She put much more reiatsu into it this time. Focusing on creating a line of black flames beneath her and the arrancar. She now imagined herself ripping apart fabric like a garganta. Soon, the floor beneath them became back and it extended into a perfectly rounded circle. Miho stood up and the flames rose instantly covering both her and the adjuchas in complete darkness. Miho could see him perfectly. He had a rather dark aura. "Can you see me?" she simply asked. The adjuchas was frightened, looking everywhere but at her. Good. "I take it you can't. Good job." she said as she took silent foot steps around the unsuspecting arrancar. He was literally lost in the darkness. Just what she wanted. She drew her saw and sliced it in half. From head to tail. Once that was done, she'd call off the technique and drop to one knee panting. Persi nel oscurita. She couldn't wait to use it.
Miho was the queen of all that was dark and evil. Or at least, she'd like to think of herself as such. Arrogant bitch. Ah, well...what did you really expect from her? Proud, cunning, cruel...she embraced every bit of darkness she had in her. She did it and she was strong. In both lives. However...strong just wasn't cutting it for her. Sure, she was destruction obsessed, but to be destructive, you have to be powerful. Powerful was were she wanted to be at. Not strong. Powerful. She didn't nor would she ever admit it, but she honestly felt like the weakest of the fraccion. That was disgraceful.
She wasn't about to become a disgrace like Asuka. Hell no. She was going to rise above that. FAR above that. Kuroi told her that she had the capability to be at the Quinta's level...though the current Quinta was stronger than her. Tch. Well, that's no good. The Segunda's fraccion were said to be able to beat the living crap out of most of the Espada. If she couldn't even beat someone that was technically at her level, then she why was she there? In her eyes, she was unworthy and she was going to do something about it. Well, that's how Miho saw it. She wasn't a complainer like a certain Noveno. Ugh...Hell no! Miho was going to do something about this. And she was going to do something about it now.
She was already awake, her plans for the day briefly running through her head. Do this. Do that. Beat that guy up. Kill that ugly bitch down the hall. Avoid Kouen at all costs. Ugh..God...She hated his fricken' smile. On top of that, he was dense. For someone that was Primera material, he sure acted like his head was full of bricks. Hmph. Not her problem. Though, he did urk her. He did tremendously. To see his bright, warm flames overcome her her dark, cold ominous ones not only scared her, but made her furious. To think that some goody-goody would come in and show her his light and how powerful it was...It fuckin' pissed her off.
Hmph. Well, she was a girl of her word. She said she'd smother his flames with darkness and she was going to do just that. She was going to make him suffer. Make him feel pain, hate, anguish, sorrow...ALL OF IT! The mere thought of it made her want to destroy things again. That insatiable thirst for destruction. It was coming to her again. It was her addiction. She will always go through life causing someone pain. There's no stopping her. Most of all, no candle was going to stop her. She's just temporarily blocked. Miho will be back at it soon though. She'll smother all of Las Noches in pitch darkness, you'll see.
Oh Miho. You and your impossible goals. Of course, this is something she'll never accomplish, but she WILL try. Whether you like it or not. Miho got out of bed. Shower, brush teeth and all that great morning routine crap. Today, she didn't wear a suit. She refused to today and despite it being orders to wear a suit, she rebelled and wore her normal clothes. Tch. Stupid fucking monkey suits. How the hell do the rest move around in that crap?! More importantly, why didn't that teal haired twit tell her beforehand?! Oh wait, maybe she knew she'd refuse if she heard that. Well played, twit. Well played. Though, it was actually more shocking. Especially since this kind of cunning and deceit came from the girl who thought that the Akki were werecows.
Miho left a note. Well, two notes. One on her door and one on her night table. Just in case anyone asked. Tch! Don't get her wrong. It's not being considerate, it called covering your ass. Why two? Well, when you have that bi-polar prick and crotch creeper trying their damn hardest to make your life a living hell, you learn to wisen up and prepare yourself for any occasion. Especially since anything was possible. And I mean anything. If anyone wanted to find her, she'd be training at her old spot back at the menos forest. The menos forest was technically her old home. Where she ruled over all those pathetic little adjuchas and weak arrancar. Tch. Weaklings. She hated them. Despised every bit of it. Yes. The shocking red font color. It returns!
This is Sparta. Had nothing to do with this. Anyway, Miho was 'home' in her usual training spot. Persi nel oscurita. Italian for lost in the darkness. She wanted her opponents to feel lost, scared...or even pissed off! Any form of negativity was fine really. Her manipulation over negativity was going to make her opponents as helpless as a baby. She had a general idea as to how to go about it. At this point, it was all trial and error. Whatever works, works...whatever doesn't, doesn't. She'll just make sure to never make the same mistake again. Yeah, that's stupid. Only a certain teal haired twit would make stupid mistakes.
Though she did have her random strokes of genius. Random...and it barely happened too. Talk about total dope. Anyway, Miho knew how she was going to go about this. But she had to release first. "Show me sin, Chernobog" She loved her release. She did. It was like being free. Well, when your boss makes you wear a monkey suit all the goddamned time, you'd feel free too. But not the kind of free Asuka felt. That's too free and indecent. Stupid fucking nudist teal haired twat. Anyway, Miho wanted to rip open her own version of a Garganta. Tear through the fabric...but at the same time, consume her opponents in complete darkness.
Yes. Make the already evil and dark cower at her fearsome power. She'll instill fear whether they like it or not!..Or anger. The list could go on and on. Right now, it's rather tempting to quote a certain annoying song, but we won't do that. I'm too lazy to look up the lyrics. Anyways, she was going to rip her own garganta...but she needed to test this on someone. "You. Stand right there...Or I'll kill you." she pointed at a random adjuchas and commanded it to stand in a spot with her finger. It was scared. Whatever the fuck it was. It should be. Miho was rather merciless. Immediately after, the Adjuchas ran to the spot and stood there obediently.
Miho nodded her head and slammed her palms down into the ground. She was trying to rip open the ground below the two. Black flames would be sent in a line trailing beneath the two and it barely opened. Miho put more reiatsu and focus into it, but it wasn't working. She stopped for a second. Contemplating what she should do and how she should go about it. This was already tough! Hmph. Well, she's been in tough situations, she could handle this no problem! She wasn't Miho Shoga for nothin' after all! She was tougher than nails. A self-proclaimed badass. She's GOT this. No way in hell was she going to give up!
She didn't give up when she was a human. She lived even when she thought that she deserved to die. Yes. Miho had a heart at some point. She just doesn't remember it as well. Maybe if she had something from her past to jog her memory or something. That would be nice. Something like that would enhance her negativity. Seeing Kaito or wait no...just the mere fucking thought of him pissed her off. What a stupid fucking boy. All happy and shit...why!? On top of that...she was betrayed. Urg...there's too much to just fit in the 44 paragraphs needed for this crap! It was a whole fiasco and all she got was cold-hearted bitch the whole way through. Not that she hated it, but that's what she's remembered as and Miho intended to keep up that reputation.
Reputation was everything to Miho.
(Saving this for later...still wip ;_;)