A Twisted Encounter (PG-13, DE)

[Shade Kawada]

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Name: Makar Konmika

Real Age: 53

Age of Appearance: 20

Height: 5’11

Weight: 176

Appearance:
Makar is a young shinigami with fiery orange eyes. His hair is spiky and orange and he wears a bright red bandana around his neck. Makar has long eyelashes and wears a constant smile. He has a small body with whitish/yellow skin. His muscles are slender and he contains a rather unimpressive physique when it comes to the squad 11 standard. His canine teeth are very sharp and give him the appearance of a wild animal.

Personality:
Like his counterpart, Katsu, Makar is a party animal. He can hold his liquor and is much louder than Katsu and loves to dance. Makar hates fighting and doesn’t like his job. He would much rather be a normal citizen than be a soul reaper. However, he enjoys the perks that come with working for Seireitei. Makar is a coward and would sell out his captain in a second if it meant he got to live.

Powers: Basic swordsmanship and weak kidou ability

History:
Both Katsu and Makar were friends since birth and grew up together in Soul Society. They were troublemakers that disobeyed one law after another in pursuit of fun. Finally it was time to get jobs and both of them decided to become soul reapers because they thought it was “cool.” While they were in the academy they met Shade Kawada. Initially they saw him as the “smart kid” and began talking to him because they wanted to cheat off his written tests. However, after being shot down by Shade, they both challenged him to a fight.

After being beaten singlehandedly by Shade, Katsu and Makar began to respect him. For awhile they followed his training methods, his diet, and his sleep schedule because they wanted to improve. But their motivation lasted only a week or two before they gave up and began to slip back into their lazy habits. They still considered Shade a buddy and often tried to include him in their late night parties, but Shade would have none of it. In truth he was disgusted by the two of them, but he didn’t show it. So they believed they were his friends all through the academy until they finally graduated and all joined Squad 11. They kept up their bad habits and made sure they didn’t improve anywhere beyond unseated.

Purpose: To die by Arrion’s hand and give him some experience











Name: Katsu Nanahara

Real Age: 49

Age of Appearance: 19

Height: 6’1

Weight: 183

Appearance:
Katsu is a young shinigami with calming blue eyes. He wears a carefree grin and has long, wild, blue hair. His skin is a little darker then his friend Makar’s. Katsu’s limbs are very long and it makes him look taller than he actually is. He wears goggles around his head and has a tattoo of a small, pink flower right underneath his left eye.

Personality:
Like Makar, Katsu loves to drink and party. He’s rather lazy for a shinigami and abhors training. He likes to brag about being a soul reaper to women in Rukongai and uses his occupation to woo women. He doesn’t care about advancing in rank and whines about any hard thing he has to do. He leeches Soul Society of anything he can get because of his job. Free medical care, free food, pay, and free boarding, all of these are reasons that Katsu became a soul reaper.

Powers: Basic swordsmanship and weak kidou ability

History: Both Katsu and Makar were friends since birth and grew up together in Soul Society. They were troublemakers that disobeyed one law after another in pursuit of fun. Finally it was time to get jobs and both of them decided to become soul reapers because they thought it was “cool.” While they were in the academy they met Shade Kawada. Initially they saw him as the “smart kid” and began talking to him because they wanted to cheat off his written tests. However, after being shot down by Shade, they both challenged him to a fight.

After being beaten singlehandedly by Shade, Katsu and Makar began to respect him. For awhile they followed his training methods, his diet, and his sleep schedule because they wanted to improve. But their motivation lasted only a week or two before they gave up and began to slip back into their lazy habits. They still considered Shade a buddy and often tried to include him in their late night parties, but Shade would have none of it. In truth he was disgusted by the two of them, but he didn’t show it. So they believed they were his friends all through the academy until they finally graduated and all joined Squad 11. They kept up their bad habits and made sure they didn’t improve anywhere beyond unseated.

Purpose: To die by Arrion’s hand and give him some experience

It was a quiet night in the large town of Karakura. The waning crescent moon appeared as a tiny gray sliver in the sky. Wind blew through the empty streets and the only light came from the occasional street lamp and 24 hour convenience store. It was the type of night that hollow came out to eat. For this reason a larger then usual patrol was sent out to scout the town with more spiritual activity then anywhere else on earth. Shade Kawada, third seat of squad 11 and two other unseated soul reapers leapt from building to building as they sensed for any hostile reiatsu.

“Such weak excuses for shinigami...” thought the san-seki as his eyes shifted to the soul reapers at each of his side. Shade had been in the same class at the academy as both of these shinigami, yet they remained unseated while he grabbed a third seat rank in under a decade. If it were up to the cold hearted soul reaper such hopeless cases as them were a waste of time and resources. They wouldn’t be of any help if they did happen to find a hollow in their patrol. “Are we going to kill them soon?” asked Buraindo Kira, Shade’s zanpakutou. Of course the two of his “friends” would not be returning from their patrol tonight. Shade had already determined that much. He needed their blood, and he knew of their slovenly habits and gluttonous behavior. They were not fit to be shinigami.

“Nice night tonight, eh Katsu?” said one of the two soul reapers. “Sure is Makar, it’s nights like this that make me feel free!” replied the one named Katsu, “I’d almost be willing to just take the night off and hit up a pub!” Shade pretended not to hear that remark. He would be getting what he deserved for behavior like this tenfold. It was not a tool’s job to pursue such trivial pursuits. It was a tool’s job to do it’s master’s bidding. “Oh man! You too? I would definitely be down for some heavy drinkin’ tonight!” said Katsu in response to Makar, “Except for... you know...” Katsu motioned at Shade with his thumb, “You know how he is...”

The two unseated shinigami had known Shade for years. They had always been thorns in the shinigami’s sides and he was going to stop them from embarrassing soul society any further tonight. The san-seki planned on doing it near the end of the job, hoping that perhaps they would die on their own some time throughout the night. That’s when he felt it, stopping his comrades on a rooftop the third seat only whispered, “Hollow reiatsu...”

[Arrion Tanados]

"KYAHAHAHAHA!!! KILL KILL KILL THEM ALL!!!"

Arrion Tanados roared out in savage delight as he murdered unsuspecting humans. He could see what he was doing to them, but since they were human, all they saw was people exploding [cinto blood fountains out of mid air. Slashing, ripping, bitting, tearing, blood all around, soaking into the ground. It was a gruesome sight against the back ground of the cresent moon, the sky seeming to savagely smile at the bloodshed. If one looked close enough, it was tinged red.

Arrion had just decided to start killing humans one night, mostly because he hated them and their kind, and this was a result of that decison. There were over twenty people dead, their souls consumed to increase Arrions own power. That was just what Hollows did. Maybe they would be reborn as Hollow spirits, or they would stay in Arrion's stomach forever. It didn't mater to him either way, as long as he got to eat as much as he could.

"Kyahahahahaaaa! This is so much fun! Blood everywhere, it just excites me to look at it!!! AND WHEN I GET EXCITED I GET HUNGRY!!! AND WHEN I GET HUNGRY, I SLAUGHTER!!!"

Arrion cried out in joy, decapitating a nearby couple, heads pinwheeling in the sky, blood painting the nearby wall red.

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Strength - [80] Points

Speed - [40] Points

Spiritual Pressure - [40] Points

Reiatsu Strength - [40] Points

Light Aura - [15] Points

Dark Aura - [85] Points

Instinct - [40] Points

Senses [20] Points

Energy sensory - [20] Points

Healing Expertise - [0] Points


Total SP: [280] Points

That's all for the template. There are a LOT of stats, but don't get choosy and just give some to all. The result could be quite negative.

[Shade Kawada]

A few more seconds passed as the shinigami flew in the direction the reiatsu was coming from. Calculating gazed down at the grisly scene of humans being slaughtered left and right. Shade would be sure to let Buraindo Kira drink their blood when this was over. Shade was reluctant to interfere. Surely he could have disposed of this hollow in the blink of an eye, but Shade was being robbed of his entire night on this particular date. This was undesirable for the third seat as he often spent his nights training by himself. Low level hollows like the one found in Karakura didn’t compare to the type of work Shade could put himself through in a single night. Perhaps he would be able to practice against this creature after Katsu and Makar finished with him.

Without even needing to say anything the two unseated shinigami leapt down and charged the hollow. Their swords were drawn and they screamed like imbeciles as they ran. Surely both had expected Shade to be close behind, but that was not the case. The third seat simply watched as the two ran to what was most likely their death. “What idiots...” thought the third seat, “It seems that I won’t have to kill them afterall...” Shade ran his fingers through his slicked back hair, touching a tiny dent in the side of his skull. It had always been there for as long as he remembered. In truth it was the exact place he had been scratched by a hollow when he was only a fetus inside of his mother’s womb. This was the very injury that caused Shade’s unique state of mind. Shade hadn’t been able to feel emotion for his entire conscious life.

Lack of emotion suited the san-seki just fine. He was able to follow his first instinct and not get wrapped up in caring about others. This also suited Buraindo Kira just fine. If he was being wielded by someone with emotions then he probably wouldn’t be fed blood nearly as much. With a blank expression devoid of any emotion the san-seki leapt down from the roof and landed on the street below. “KILL! FIGHT! FEED ME ALL OF THEIR BLOOD!!!” screamed Buraindo Kira at his master. It was obvious the blade was thirsting for gore as it leaked blood onto the ground like a waterfall. Buraindo Kira emanated blood from it’s sealed form when it became especially bloodthirsty. It was one of many minor annoyances that came with his zanpakutou.

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Strength - 100 [x2] = 200 Points
Speed - 125 [x2] [/2] = 125 Points
Spiritual Pressure - 150 Points
Reiatsu Strength - 125 Points
Light Aura - 0 Points
Dark Aura - 100 Points
Instinct - 100 Points
Senses - 200 Points
Energy sensory - 50 [x3] = 150 Points
Healing Expertise - 0 [/2] = 0 Points

Total SP: 850 Points

[Arrion Tanados]

OOC: 200+ CTP for two Shinigami eaten.

"Ehh? A Shinigami Patrol? PATHETIC! IS THIS ALL THE SEIREITEI CAN BRING TO MIGHT?!"

Arrion roared at the patrolmen that recklessly charged at him. They seemed to forget the ground was covered in blood. Blood was slippery when there was this much of it. And then they slipped. He brought down two paws, which would slice clean through their stomachs as they passed by and spill their blood and entrails on to the floor, adding to the already slick bloody pool on the ground. Arrion quickly devoured both of their bodies before looking up to where Shade was. There was obviously someone there. Someone radiating pure bloodlust. Or at least, a feeling like bloodlust. But, wait, it wasn't coming from the person. . . from the weapon? The weapon started to bleed a bath of blood.

"Interesting blade. . . you are a Shinigami, correct? I have never seen a Shinigami like you before. That blade you have radiates bloodlust openly."

Arrion simply said.

[Shade Kawada]

Shade watched with no expression as two shinigami he’d known for decades were slaughtered in front of him. The san-seki would have reacted more to news about the weather then to seeing his former classmates slaughtered before him. There was no room in his heart for compassion or pity. They served no purpose other then being food for something stronger then them. It was the inevitable fate of all things weak. Shade preferred that the strong survive and the weak die. Only by this process would the perfect world he strived to create be possible. The san-seki’s eyes appeared bored and almost tired as he scanned the slaughter that surrounded the hollow. He recalled how Arrion killed Katsu and Makar in detail and judged the creature’s killing ability. He was gauging the strength of the hollow on all of these variables. For Shade information was his most powerful weapon. Unlike the other members of squad 11, Shade was quite the intellectual having mastered various skills such as the violin, martial arts, and swordplay just by reading about them in books. The soul reaper was a genius, but with no emotions, it was doubtful that anything fruitful would ever come from the strict standards Shade held others to.

"Interesting blade... you are a Shinigami, correct? I have never seen a Shinigami like you before. That blade you have radiates bloodlust openly," said Arrion. As if just noticing the hollow, Shade turned and looked at the creature’s monstrous form. Shade slowly unsheathed Buraindo Kira in front of the hollow. This very blade had meant the death of many hollow before Arrion. Truly Buraindo Kira was the bane of all it came across. Shade began walking towards the hollow while his trench coat flapped in the wind behind him. “You have no right to be uttering the same language as the gods of death. You survived because they were weak, but now you will die, because you, as well, are weak...” The shinigami’s footsteps created a rhythmic tapping as he approached the hollow. “Oh let me feast on his blood! Sink me underneath the fucker’s skin! RELEASE ME!!!” nagged Buraindo Kira.

But Shade ignored his sword’s chatter as he reached Arrion. His face glared up the hollow without any distinguishing expression, “I do hope that you don’t make things easy for me... Cling to life... Survive like a cockroach... Make your execution a challenge...” stated the shinigami with a callous voice devoid of all mercy. He was the cat and this hollow was the mouse. Shade would toy with Arrion as long as the hollow was giving him a workout. If Shade couldn’t train in Soul Society, then he’d find a way to train on earth. This was a prime example of Shade’s obsessively perfect work ethic. He viewed himself as nothing more then a tool to be used by Soul Society as it saw fit, and anything that furthered Soul Society’s goals, furthered his own as well.

[Arrion Tanados]

Well. Arrion was pissed off now. However, there was also the seed of fear in his mind. Why? Though his opponent lacked any real emotion, the blade let out a bloodlust so great and so terrible that instinctive beings like Hollows would react to it by backing away. Though Arrion had very low Instincts, they were screaming at him to RUN THE FUCK AWAY FROM THIS GUY! YOU CAN'T WIN! Unfortunately, Arrion was governed more by his stomach than his instincts. And he was still hungry right now.

So, Arrion did the one thing that came to his mind. Which was to charge. The only advantage that Arrion could possibly have at this moment was the element of surprise. Shade had not yet seen his ability, therfore he might, a very small might at that, be able to hurt him in some way. How he would do that would have to be thought up quickly though, or risk being torn to shreds.

[Shade Kawada]

Shade observed with ill intentions as the hollow charged directly at him. He wasn’t scared of such an unskilled hollow blinded by rage and bloodlust. The san-seki stood like a statue as Arrion charged at him. Shade doubted the creature had any plan other than this frontal assault. He would reveal his pathetic hollow ability before the end of this fight, if he had one. Shade had no doubt that he’d be able to handle anything this hollow threw at him.

Arrion approached closer and closer with lumbering bounds. “Proper etiquette dictates that I must thank someone if they help me with any problem I might have,” stated the san-seki as he remembered what he’d read in a book on proper etiquette, “However, I doubt this rule applies to mindless beasts destined for slaughter, much like yourself...” Shade’s words didn’t seem to phase the hollow that continued charging at the emotionless shinigami. Without an expression the san-seki lifted his hand and stopped the hollow in mid charge, placing his hand against the hollow’s snout. It would be like running into a brick wall for the hollow, except that would not be the end of it.

With a show of immense strength and power the third seat lifted the hollow by it’s mask above his head with a heave and tossed it behind him. Arrion would skid across the ground and slam into a building behind the shinigami. Shade would not kill this hollow just yet. Like a cat, Shade would toy with his prey before finishing it. After all, how else did one become better if it wasn’t for practice?

[Arrion Tanados]

Ok. That was surprising. A Shinigami just stopped his charge with one hand. Concidering the fact that Arrion was fourteen feet tall or so and around seven hundred fifty pounts, that was an incredable feat of strength. He was a little dazed as well. However, Arrion's hunger for the Shinigami blew that away with the force of anger, rage, and hunger. As Shade was picking Arrion up, Arrion fired two lasers at him. At this range the lasers would have maximum effect, and would be hard to dodge since he was picking him up.

Unfortunately, the angle of the lasers wouldn't be fatal. If they did hit, they would leave two, nice, smoking holes through Shade, painful certainly, but not fatal. There was always the chance that he was faster than he looked.

Remaining Reitsu: 375/400 (-25 for Primera Laser Class 7.)

[Shade Kawada]

As Shade lifted the hollow above his head and began to toss him across the street, Arrion made a counterattack. Without warning the hollow fired two thin laser beams at the san-seki. Luckily Shade had already unsheathed his sword and was able to place his bleeding katana between his body and the weak lasers in the nick of time. Shade’s blade was now over his back as it blocked the attack from behind. This didn’t stop the third seat from completing his tossing of the hollow into a building behind him.

It was immediately apparent that this being was of no competition to the shinigami. However, Shade was someone who valued training very highly and wished to use this creature for everything it was worth before he finished it. If it were up to him he would be in Soul Society right now, training instead of preforming tedious patrol missions. This hollow was probably all he could hope for tonight now that he’d done what he’d really came to do and gotten rid of Katsu and Makar. Shade hoped that the hollow would fight like a cornered animal clawing for it’s life.

Shade slowly turned and observed the damage that Arrion had done to the building. It was none of his concern. He was simply a soul reaper, and as long as he killed this hollow at the end of the night, nothing else mattered. So before the hollow could do anything drastic the third seat charged at the much larger warrior. His sword glistened as he sprinted towards his prey, his trench coat fluttering behind him like a dark cape. When the san-seki reached the hollow he planted his feet and delivered a text-book stab at Arrion’s leg. He made sure not to make the strike too deep if it hit. He still wanted to see how ferocious this beast could become if the threat of dying was on the line. This was all for the sake of training.

[Arrion Tanados]

Tch, so he was faster than he appered to be. Dammit, hitting a building wasn't gonna feel good, especially at the strength he was thrown to. Arrion did more than just hit the building, he crashed through the first one and ended up on the streets on the other side of the building on his back!! Being seven hundred and fifty pounds generally allowed him to crash through things with ease, but the fact that Shinigami had just so. . . casually picked him up and threw him, it was infuriating!

Then the Shinigami charged through the cloud of dust and debri, like some predator who has found his prey injured, and then rushed in for the kill! Death. . . Arrion had already faced death more than a few times in the past. The threat of death was still something an instictual animal like Arrion was afraid of. Arrion kicked out with his leg, which happened to be the one that Shade was targeting, claws fully extended. The claws were around two feet in length, which made sense for a being on Arrion's size. This would cause his leg to get stabbed still, but he had a chance to score a strke on the arm Shade was using the sword in.

Widly, Arrion struck at Shade with one of his forepaws, and then with a strike from his other hind leg. He was doing everything he could to keep his impending death away, he couldn't die just then!! He had finally ammased enough power to evolve again! Power. . . more power was just a short distance away. . he needed that power, longed for it, bathed his entire existance in power, sated his hunger with the power he obtained from his victims. He would not die here, he couldn't die here. . . there was still so much to do. . .

[Shade Kawada]

(OOC: You should use a garganta to escape next post or something. Cause I got the CTP I needed.)

Shade immediately dashed at Arrion as soon as he crashed through the building. He wouldn’t give the hollow a moment to react before he began his follow-up attack. However, he still needed the hollow alive if he was to better himself against it. Shade’s sword shot out and drew blood from the hollow’s leg, but the hollow had already began a counterattack. With all it’s strength the hollow kicked out at Shade, his long claws threatening to hit him. “Do I dodge?” he thought, seeing the claws approach him clearly, “No... That would make it too easy...” Shade closed his eyes and braced for impact.

The hollow’s attacks each hit Shade throwing him across the empty lot they were now standing in. Without an expression the third seat stood up. Just as he thought, this hollow was too weak to kill him. Arion’s claws had pierced Shade’s flesh, but they didn’t pierce him more than an inch. Shade bled from his side and chest, but the wounds were not fatal. The san-seki looked at his own blood for a moment, he seemed to ponder the meaning of it.

Suddenly the san-seki’s eyes glared up towards the hollow. He was supposed to be helping him train, but he didn’t even offer a suitable challenge! Shade was growing more tired of his partner by the second. Shade used a shunpo to transport himself above the hollow and without a word sheathed his zanpakutou. He didn’t need it for the likes of Arrion. In an instant the third seat plummeted down on top of the hollow and delivered a crippling punch of his own to the creature’s body.

Remaining Reiatsu: 1,450

[Arrion Tanados]

(OOC: Right then. Pleasure doing bussiness with you then. Sorry for the delays)

IC: There it was! The instant Arrion needed had appeared! The instant Shade had been sent flying away, activated the basic power all Regular Hollows had. He tore open a hole in space, a hole to the world in between worlds, which engulfed him and then winked back out of existance, taking Arrion away from the murderous Third Seat and getting him to the relitive safty of the realm between the human world and Hueco Mundo. There he would evolve, and grow stronger, strong enough to maybe one day reface Shade Kawada. Till then, he would feed. . .

[Shade Kawada]

Shade watched with surprise as the hollow disappeared before him by escaping through a garganta. He wasn’t done with Arrion yet! He hadn’t taken into account that this creature would flee with its tail between its legs. Such a means of escape was, in Shade’s opinion, even below monsters such as hollow. Apparently not. Shade sprinted at the garganta as the creature retreated inside of it, but Shade knew better then to follow him in, because once he was in Heuco Mundo, there would be no coming back. The san-seki clenched his fist and glared at the hollow as it disappeared. He should have killed it when he had the chance. The san-seki could do nothing now that it was gone. He would certainly face and kill this hollow in the future, for he vowed to cleanse the world of all impurities such as him.

Without a sound the shinigami walked over to his dead friends (or what remained of them) and picked up their zanpakutou. Any other shinigami would feel pity for their swords. They were never able to speak their name to their masters. But not Shade. Shade would simply need their zanpakutou to present proof of their deaths. He would not mention that he could have stopped it, of course. This is what lying was for. With a calm turn of the head Shade looked over the battlefield and disappeared in a shunpo. The night was still young and he was not done patrolling.

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[Zieg Revolver]

350 CTP awarded to the both of you, namely due to that this was DE.