Arc 0: Canon -99: Need No Lies [R, NDE, H-E]

[Zou ۞]

Name: [Arc 0: Canon -99 - Need No Lies (Part 1)] - The Adventure Name

Participants: [Anyone] - Who can participate?

Location: [Soul Society - 32, 156 years ago] - Where does this take place?

Difficulty Level: [Hard-Extreme] - Easy, Medium, Hard, Extreme. How difficult is this adventure?

Setting: [NDE] Is this DE or NDE? Death Enabled or Non Death Enabled?

Plotline: [Soul Society. 32, 156 years ago. A time when the original 13 Gotei Captains existed, before even the Zero Division was founded. Before even Bankai was created. Several people from the present time (Arc 1: Canon 23) have found themselves sent back in time to this place during this era. This was made immediately clear by a guide that came with them in the form of a talking squirrel. (The squirrel, named Yono, has since wandered off.) Those transported back here seem to have replaced several Ryoka who invaded the Gotei at this time in an effort to rescue a prisoner from the Senzaikyu. The prisoner, named Omono Ganz, is (according to Yono) able to sent the adventurers back to their exact present time. Therefore, he must be rescued. The reason he is in the Senzaikyu and set for execution is the genocide and destruction of an enormous portion of Rukongai. (It's not debatable. He really did do it.) His helpers originally were going to try to help him, but were replaced by you guys.

So, you're already in Seireitei. You're all split up. You all know who's there, even if you are normally enemies in the present. Your goal is to get to Senzaikyu and get home. Simple, right? Except that you've all started on the Seireitei outskirts, and Senzaikyu is in the middle of the Seireitei. Everyone is aware of your presence. You have quite a journey ahead of you. Look out.] - Explain the plot of your adventure.

Estimated Enemy Strength: [4-1] Estimate the strength of the NPC's people will fight in this adventure. Class 7-1, what is their strength on average?

Estimated Time Until Completion: [Unknown] - How many pages do you think this adventure will run for until it is over?

Starts: [Now] - When does the adventure begin?

Special Conditions: [5 participants maximum. Spots already reserved for: Jin Yamada, Kubi Tsure, Hope Ichidou. Participants do NOT meet and interact, and thus do NOT affect each other. Therefore, ANYONE can post at ANY TIME after one of my posts. I will respond to any post you throw up at any time, because you guys are independent of one another. This thread will cover many plot based events. Here below is a list of our Captains.] - Any special conditions, limitations, or other things.

Squad 1 (Command Squad) - Kinwashi Ginkurohyou [Vice Captain: Roshu Kensai]

Squad 2 (Assassination Squad) - Donoken Pipiri (Nicknamed 'Mr. Sting')

Squad 3 (Destruction Squad) - Shioki Mikoto

Squad 4 (Healing Squad) - Kusuri Onna

Squad 5 (Infiltration Squad) - Shiroi Kochou (Nicknamed 'White Butterfly')

Squad 6 (Execution Squad) - Tsuyoi Kuchiki

Squad 7 (Research Squad) - Irie Makimaki

Squad 8 (Senkaimon Operations Squad) - Ousama Zansatsu

Squad 9 (Primary Hollow Slaying Squad) - Ko Tatsujin

Squad 10 (Zanpakuto Evolution Squad) - Ibuki Nishoko

Squad 11 (Main Battle Squad) - Kenpachi Guren

Squad 12 (Enforcement Squad) - Akuma Joshai

Squad 13 (Massive Termination Squad) - Asa Luryuuak

[Seikatsu Raito]

Reserved

[Kaen Youji]

Reserved

[Shade Kawada]

As discussed with Zou in PC, I shall be playing the role of Ousama as I did in Canon -100.

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OOC: Just thought I should say, spot already reserved. Post coming tomorrow.

[Zou ۞]

OOC: Get in some intros participants. (Except Heki.)

[Seikatsu Raito]

OOC: I know I know, Im rusty first real post in months.

Raito was walking amongst the humans in the human world. He was simply enjoying the scenery of a park. Raito had just finished walking past his old home, and staring at it for an hour. He didn't recall any of his memories except the fact that he used to live there as a human and the two grave sites were his parents'. There wasn't many reasons why he visited the place. The main reason was it put him at peace more than a good battle would. He usually used battle as a way to put himself in peace or to keep him from getting too bored. But he achieved tranquility in a different way. The way the old house looked peaceful was unexplainable. The Vizard couldn't remember anything, except how good it felt to gaze upon his human home. Now that he dwelled in the human realm, he visited much more often and sometimes would just lay in the backyard near the gravestones. The house was thought to be 'haunted' by the humans, thus never touched and simply left alone. It was one of those abandoned houses people simply walked by or avoided it, because it was creepy.

It was upon entering the a park, he seemed to feel a bit strange. Slowly, everything around him disappeared and it seemed he was entering a Senkaimon, except there wasn't any. It was as if he was traveling to Soul Society, without trying. Something was either happening to him, or he was being attacked by someone, somehow. He wasn't sure what was happening but he was being pulled away from reality. As he entered the gateway towards Soul Society, a small squirrel appeared at his feet. It looked like a normal squirrel, similar to one he had seen at the park. He wasn't sure if this was an illusion or what this squirrel was doing. Maybe the squirrel had been sucked into the portal also, but that would be impossible for he was a physical being of the human world, and not of reiatsu. It was then this squirrel began to talk, "Hellooooo, I am Yonoooo, right now you're being taken back abooooout 32,000 years ago. Your destination is Soooooul Society!! Please help out the Omono Ganz, he is about to beeee execuuuuuted!" Yono spoke, dragging out some words. The squirrel seemed too pleasant while speaking about a person about to be executed.

"Omono Gaaaaanz is able to take you back to your time only if you save him! Goooooood Luckkk!" Yono added, before a bright white light blinded him for a second. It was then Raito found himself in Seireitei. He found himself plopped right next to his old Squad 3 barracks. It seemed to have less features than when he was a captain. It could be due to the fact it was thousands of years before his time. "What the hell....." the Vizard was too stunned to reply to a talking squirrel and at the same time, it all happened very fast. He was at the most hated place in all the worlds, Seireitei. The functioning headquarters of all Shinigamis. But it was an older time, before his kind was probably discovered or even existed. He guessed he would be seen as an abomination if he released his mask. That was what it was like back in his time, so why would it be any different at this time? It would simply shock and terrify the Shinigami even more.

That all was beside the point, he was transported back in time way before his time and had to get back. According to Yono, the talking squirrel, he would have to save a man at the Senzaikyu prison, which was located at the middle of Seireitei. From his knowledge, he was at the outer edge of Seireitei, near the Squad 3 barracks. This would be a long journey knowing that he would be easily spotted as an outcast, wearing long black trenchcoat over his white dress shirt, and black khaki pants. He looked like a human, in the midst of all the Shinigami robes. He saw the tall hill of Sokyoku far up ahead. The black claws of his guards reached behind him and slowly tapped the hilt of his blade. He had learned from the Zero Division how to almost completely mask his reiatsu. It was necessary for him to train with the difficult 'colored bands' that sought out reiatsu and disabled the wearer through reiatsu. This would at least deter the lower ranking Shinigami from sensing him. He had to be on guard, so he unsheathed his blade that was chained to his back. Raito was in no hurry, so he started a steady pace towards the shortest route he knew that lead to the center. He also knew there were others from his time, how? Yono had spoken to him before he had parted. He had named a couple of names he was familiar with, some he was not. That small squirrel was a devilish one if he was the one behind all this.

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Strength - [100] Points

Speed - [700] Points

Spiritual Pressure - [300] Points

Reiatsu Strength - [700] Points

Light Aura - [40] Points

Dark Aura - [60] Points

Instinct - [100] Points

Senses [100] Points

Energy sensory - [0] Points

Healing Expertise - [0] Points


Total SP: [1400] Points

Abilities

• [Bleeding Tolerance] {3}
  
  
• [Battle Analysis] {4}
  
  
• [Street Fighting] {3}
  
  
• [Weapon: Sword] {3}
  
  
• [Pain Tolerance] {2}
  

[Zou ۞]

OOC: Big bad opening cinematic post shows up when EVERYONE has given their introduction! Or at least most of you. Until then, I'll just do a basic response post! Also a note to all people that can use it. I'd be careful with using Bankai. There's no telling how dangerous it could be to use that here.

IC:

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"Well I'll be DAMNED." a voice said suddenly. Approaching Raito, there was a Shinigami. One could easily tell the difference in eras between both Raito and this Shinigami. Between any present day Shinigami and old day Shinigami, the difference was clear as day and night. The cotton looked far more worn and less well woven. By matter of fact, it looked a lot more primal, more primitive. It seemed to have a higher level of fur concentration, and was thicker. It was probably less comfortable than previous Shinigami garbs. However, it still resembled it quite a bit. The key difference was merely material. And regardless, he still had it in Shihakusho robe form, and still had a sash with what was clearly a Zanpakuto sheathed at his side.

"I'd heard that Ryoka had gotten into the Seireitei, but I never realized that I'd be so lucky as to encounter one right off the bat in the first fifteen minutes of my patrol..." This man looked quite sure of himself. He had eyes black as night, and a very Asian, very pale face. His Japanese features were completely unmarred by any other race. This was further indication of the older times. Countries had yet to mix so much at this time. He had black hair, which was long and braided into a graceful, dignified pony tail. He looked young. In physical appearance, he was perhaps 23. He was a beansprout. "I guess maybe it's not that I'm lucky, since things like this don't often happen to me...I'm thinking maybe it's just that you're unlucky, since you ran into me."

The Shinigami unsheathed his Zanpakuto cleanly, decisively. It was a very traditional, dignified position. He even got into a horse stance just to pull out his sword. What Raito would probably do best with was to avoid hollowfication. If there was anything he'd have learned in terms of history as a Captain, it was how powerful the original 13 Captains were. All of them had been incredibly powerful, given the experiences they'd had to undergo on the road to creating the Soul Society. Knowing this, he'd know not to attract attention to himself with huge flashes of power. And, more practically, he'd want to conserve reiatsu for higher level fights. This guy wasn't worth a huge output of reiatsu, though he'd be a little bit challenging without it. Only a little.

"The name's Kirie Masaki." the Shinigami said. "And I'm the fifth seat of Squad 3. You know all about us, I bet. The destruction squad. So you should know just by meeting me that you're fucked..."

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Brave Type. Fifth seat. Class 3. 1350 SP. (He'd have 850 as is normally, but he gets +500 for lacking the potential to use Bankai.)

Strength: 200 (300)

Speed: 300 (450)

Reiatsu Strength: 300 (150)

Spiritual Pressure: 300 (150)

Instinct: 100

Senses: 100

Energy Sensory: 50

Healing Expertise: 0

Total SP: 1350

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Kubi Tsuru, stealth extraordinaire, fist fighting prodigy, and the Vice Captain of Squad 2, was on patrol in the living world. Rumors were circulating about Adjuchas in some remote town in the States. He had lived their for weeks now, with a select group of other shinigami, slaying countless hollow and even a couple of Menos Grande. But there was no sign of it, and Kubi was ready to pack up and go home when it happened.

He was out in the town, refreshing supplies from the Soul Society, when a blast of spiritual pressure hit him so strong, it almost knocked him off his feet. His dark eyes widened as he ran back to the apartment he shared ... and saw a gruesome sight. His fellow shinigami were being consumed by a small, tiger-like beast. With a throaty chuckle, it turned towards Kubi ... as Kubi started to blur and disappear, as if going through a Senkeimon.

Kubi's eyes were wide as his hands clenched into fists, looking around and grasping Zola, his artificial zanpakutou. With a quick movement, he unsheathed it from his wrist, and then pulled one of the 15 Kunai hanging from his belt, holding both the Kunai in a reverse grip, and Zola regularly. He brought he kunai up to his chin, covering it.

"Yeeeellooo! I am Yono!" Kubi literally jumped a foot a foot in the air and whirled around, his heart beating against his chest. HE saw .. a talking squirrel? An eyebrow raised. "Right now you're being transfered 'bout 32,000 years in the past! You gotta rescue Omono Ganz! He's being executed! Good luck!" The squirrel disappeared, leaving Kubi completely astounded. "What the hell just happened?" He thought. "Look around you, idiot." Kaizoku Nishin responded in kind.

He did ... and was quickly sent mentally reeling from shock. He was standing on what appeared to be an older (or rather, newer) version of the Squad 2 barracks. Silently, he jumped off, and blended in the shadows. His dark eyes surveyed the area, his senses - meager though they were - alert for the sound of an incoming approach.

OOC: Has all the items listed EXCEPT: Holy Fire

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Stats

Strength - 100 (50)

Speed - 350 (700)

Spiritual Pressure - 300 (180) {1,200 Reaitsu}

Reiatsu Strength - 200 (300)

Light Aura - [60] Points [20 in Shikai] [0 in Bankai]

Dark Aura - [40] Points [80 in Shikai. 100 in Bankai.]

Instinct - 50 (75)

Senses - 100 (75)

Energy sensory - 0

Healing Expertise - 0

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Abilities

• Battle Skill: Street Fighting IIII
  
  
• Battle Skill: Martial Art - Shaolin Kung Fu I
  
  
• Battle Skill: Martial Art - Karate I
  
  
• Battle Skill: Battle Learning I
  
  
• Special Skill: Stealth III
  
  
• Special Skill: Hoho II
  
  
• Special Skill: Hakuda I
  
  
• Misc Abilities: Other - Condensed Aura I
  

[Zou ۞]

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"Mmm...Well, this is a little bit odd." A voice was speaking! It was speaking right next to Kubi! In the shadows where he was, someone had found him, and was speaking to him. What sort of emotions might race through his heart? Panic? Fear? Instinctive battle urge? Would he feel a sudden anger? Or would he simply be startled by a voice speaking to clearly to him? And yet, despite the fact that it was clear, it was also distant. As if it trailed from a long way off. As if it spoke inside of his head as well as outside of it. But, it continued speaking nonetheless. "Hey there! You! The one sneaking around in the shadows!" the voice called out again. And this time, fear really might just pump through Kubi's chest, given all things.

"Why bother sneaking around? Are you afraid of getting killed? It seems like even if you sneak around, you're going to be found soon anyway. I mean, you're right next to Squad 2's barracks. They're assassination, right? Aren't a lot of them just as well versed in stealth and detection as you seem to be?" This was an ominous thing, for some random voice to be talking to Kubi. And, by matter of fact, he'd soon see what it was that was speaking to him. From out of nowhere all of a sudden, a mouth materialized on a nearby wall, within the shadows and the darkness. It wasn't just a mouth, but also a pair of glowing yellow eyeballs. The mouth was grinning a sharp toothed grin. What was that? A hollow? It couldn't be. A Shinigami? Could Shinigami even do that?

"Well, I guess those kinds of trivial things don't really matter." The voice continued. The speaker, that mouth and pair of eyes, did not blink at all as it observed Kubi from that position on the wall. If he stabbed it, would it do anything? Could he even attack that pair of eyes? If he did attack, would there be negative connotations? There were all sorts of things which Kubi should be considering at that moment. But, regardless, the one that stared at him seemed to have no ill intent as of yet, beyond pure curiosity. "So what's your name, anyways? Mine's Ryuuk." This thing which spoke to Kubi. Did it bode well, or unwell? The kind of actions that he took in regards to it could have a huge effect on his life. So he had to be wise about this one.

[Seikatsu Raito]

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The Vizard stood still as he heard a sudden voice speak up to him. It was a Shinigami, and instantly he saw the difference between his time and their's. They wore a similar Shinigami robe, except it was made of a different material. It was more primitive. They had more of a furry cotton look to them. Raito smirked, at first he had some doubts he was really in the past. Who believed in such time travel? There was no time for speculation, he simply agreed in his mind with the talking squirrel. Yono had to be right about what he said about Omono Ganz being able to take him back to the present time. If he was right about being back in time, then why would he lie about his road back to the present? He could sense confidence from the shinigami in front of him. It was likely he was a squad 3 member since he was near their barracks.

Raito thought to himself, "So he thinks he's lucky for running into me? Hahah"[/i][/color] He had the usual small smirk on his face as he held his blade in his right hand. "I'll tell you one thing, you aren't lucky. As well for me, I might be unlucky, because I'm not even from around here, nor am I a Ryoka," the Vizard responded quickly. Raito knew not to rush into his powers quickly. History had told the Bankai wasn't invented in this time, at least not yet. It was discovered by the second Captain Commander of the Gotei 13. If he remembered correctly this was the era of the first Captain Commander. He had to be meticulous when it came to his powers, a strong flare of reiatsu would simply alert the all the other Shinigami. Bankai was a powerful technique and would easily be sensed by anyone even with weak energy sensory. That would go the same for his Vizard mask.

The Vizard's smirk widened as he introduced himself, and the confidence he showed. It made him reminisce about all about his squad members and how he trained them. Exactly how this shinigami was acting; confident, bold, and fearless. "The Destruction Squad you say?!" Raito said, as he chuckled. "As a fifth seat you got a long ways to go, Masaki," Raito replied. "I would know, because I used to be the Squad 3, the Descruction Squad, Captain!" he said, letting the curiosity of Masaki linger in his head. How could there be a previous squad 3 captain when the current one was the first?! Masaki probably took him as a fool since the first squad 3 captain was still in position.

Raito instantly dashed at his opponent with his blade in hand, ready to strike. He was almost twice as fast as Masaki, so he would be hard to follow with the eye. He appeared in front of Masaki, blade raised, but he instantly moved as Masaki reacted. He appeared couple feet beside Masaki, purposely appearing in his eye sight. This was to confuse Masaki, to think the first attack was the fake and this one was real. This would test Masaki's battle instincts and senses. The third movement was above Masaki, Raito was going in straight down with his blade aimed to stab Masaki through his head. His movements were very fast and all this happened in matter of seconds. Masaki would have only a small fraction of a second to respond to the attack.

Reiatsu: 3,000/3,000

[Kaen Youji]

It was supposed to be a relaxing day. And by "relaxing day" one means a day where Kaen did not have a mission, and should have been doing his paperwork, but totally wasn't. Whoops. The shinigami was actually snoozing on his couch when he heard an annoying voice begin to wake him up. "Yoyooo! I am Yono!" Kaen opened his eyes to find he was anywhere but in his office. He found himself lying in a massive dark void. "Where the hell....?" He began, but the bizarre creature before him that had spoken, continued on. "Right now you're being sent right about 32,000 years in the past! You gotta rescue Omono Ganz! He's being executed! Good luck!" Kaen stared in confusion. "Who? What? Wait, hold on a second!" But the strange creature disappeared and Kaen found the void around him dissipate, revealing Soul Society.

But... there was something very different about it. Rustic, one might almost say. The design was different. It was a VERY peculiar place. Kaen stood in the winding corridors of the Seireitei. Though he did not know it, he was in the area, under the jurisdiction of squad 7. Kaen looked ponderously onwards. "Omono Ganz?" That name sounded vaguely familiar but.... where? Where had Kaen heard that name before. He looked around, attempting to get his bearings. To do so, Kaen leapt to the top of one of the nearby walls to look around. "Where have I heard that name before...." He wondered, scanning his surroundings. "How annoying." He remarked, as he began to head in the direction he believed the Senzaikyu. It still hadn't quite hit him that he was over 30 millenia in the past, and the locations he knew so well in the modern Seireitei, may well not have existed in this time. Still, didn't hurt to head for old haunts anyways. Kaen reached into his shinigami robes and procured a Stetson with a grin. "Well. At least I still have this." He remarked as he set the hat on his head, and began his journey.

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[Strength - 250 Points (400)
Speed - 250 Points (400)
Spiritual Pressure - 200 Points (150)
Reiatsu Strength - 200 Points
Light Aura - 45 Points
Dark Aura - 55 Points
Instinct- 100 Points
Senses- 100 Points
Energy sensory - 30 Points
Healing Expertise - 0 Points
Total: 1130 SP

[Cupid Koikokoro]

OOC: Cupid is taking Hope's reserved spot.

IC:

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Cupid had put his wings onto his back. They were a greenish-blue and held neatly onto him. Cupid only wore his wings for the most formal occasions. He knew that this even would be appropriate for them. He had his tonfa's tightly secured on his waist so that they wouldn't fall off. When he had met the squirrel he was very curious about him. He had never expected a squirrel to approach him and be his guide into the past. Nor did he expect to ever go into the past and see the original soul society. Even though he lived in such a strange world and knew many things that humans were oblivious to he had no idea that he would ever be able to travel into the past. Cupid was so excited. He hoped that he wouldn't fuck up the past too much by going back since he was a quincy and They didn't even exist quite yet in that day and time. But he thought what the hell it would be an awesome adventure he could tell them he was an alien or something if he was interrogated.

"You need to save someone who is to be executed! His name is Omono Gnz! Don't forget that name it's going to be very important! He remembered the squirrel saying to him after he accepted to go back into time to see the original soul society. Yono had informed him that it was not only important to save him but it was vital in returning to his original place in time. Cupid looked around after the trip. Yono was no where to be found. The squirrel had abandoned him and now his only way to return was going to be to find and rescue Ganz. He was going to need to conserve his energy because if he was caught into somekind of mess he can't be on the verge of passing out.

Cupid was by a large wall on the inside of soul society. He hadn't known exactly where since he wasn't an expert on what soul society looked like. He had never been to the place so it was a mystery to him. It was going to be tough to get around if he lost his way. Since he knew where the wall was and that he had to get into the middle of the area at least he could travel in a general direction as long as he didn't get turned around. Cupid could sense the shinigami all around him. He could also sense the others who had ventured back into the past. He knew that the shinigami would soon be on their way to his location because they would be able to sense him also. Cupid was on his guard. Hopefully he wasn't brought ace to face with a captain just yet.

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Strength - [200] Half Points

Speed - [400] Points

Spiritual Pressure - [200] Points

Reiatsu Strength - [400] Doubled Points

Light Aura - [50] Points

Dark Aura - [50] Points

Instinct - [200] Points

Senses - [50] Points

Energy sensory - [200] Points

Healing Expertise - [50] Points

Total SP: [1700] Points

[Jin Yamada]

For Jin, it was a good day for training. After what had happened to Death-Sama, training was all that he did now. He had found more of his Bount brethren, and even though it had been tough, he had gotten them to at least accept him a little. They might not have truly respected him completely as their leader, but at least they accepted him enough as one of their Bount brethren. To Jin, that was at least comforting. What wasn't so comforting was watching Death-Sama die right in front of him. When it happened, his body froze in place.

I just...sat there. My body wouldn't even move... This he thought as he launched forwards. In his right hand, he held an orange colored yoyo. A toy that most didn't think could even exist as a weapon. Upon pressing a button, the yoyo grew in size, becoming the size of a basketball or something else comparable to that size. He flicked his wrist after that and launched it forwards. His target, a shadow moving about in the darkness of that training room quickly sidestepped the toy-like weapon. Jin flicked his wrist, and the passing yoyo spun in the air and came back in an attempt to wrap the moving shadow he was targetting. The shadow suddenly disappeared after that and left the yoyo wrapping around thin air. Next thing Jin knew, the shadow appeared before him; though, now that it was in the light, its true appearance was revealed. His right hand man, Don, was the one there attacking him.

Jin leapt back to avoid the kick flying towards his chin, and pulled on the yoyo so that it would fly into Don from behind. As he did however, the world around him suddenly began distorting. It was as if the world he was standing in was breaking down. The walls were melting and even Don's appearance simply melted with the rest of the world. Then, there was a flash of light and Jin had to cover his eyes. When he moved his arm, he was no longer standing in darkness, but was instead within a long tunnel of reiatsu or something. It was glowing so brightly, that Jin had to shade his eyes a little. "What in bloody hell is this place? Where did everyone go?" he asked himself out loud. He received his answer from the voice that suddenly called out to him. "Yoooooo!" Jin spun around to his right where the voice had come from, but yet he didn't see anyone. "I am Yono!" it called out to him once more, and that was when he realized the voice from coming from somewhere near his feet. He looked down and saw What appeared to be a talking squirrel calling out to him. Was he seeing things? "Right noooow, you're being transferred abooooouuuut 32,000 years into the past!" the little squirrel said, and then without waiting for Jin to respond, it continued, "Yooooooou gotta rescue Omono Ganz! He's being executed! Gooooooood luuuuuuck!" it said before disappearing just as suddenly as it came.

With the disappearance of the squirrel, the world of reiatsu which he had been in suddenly disappeared, shattering just like that. He felt a little uneasy and queasy when his feet touched down onto solid ground; though, the ground he now stood on was no longer the same. Rather than the concrete of the training room, he was standing on tiled floors. Jin looked up and began looking around at the area he had just appeared in. It took a few seconds, but he recognized it. There was no confusing this place that he had been to at least twice in different times. Once when he had attacked it in the present and the second when he was brought here by an ally to train. This was none other than Soul Society; though, it seemed from the looks of it and from what the squirrel said, that he was in a past version of it.

"Why was I chosen to come to this past? And who's this Omono Ganz person that's going to be executed?" Jin asked himself out loud. That squirrel hadn't been much of a tour guide back here. At least Arashi had explained stuff before leaving them all to their own devices. Well, it didn't matter much now, he concluded. Jin suppressed his reiatsu quickly just then, something he had learned to do while hiding from Shinigami and even Sonken Kouhai over the years. If that Omono Ganz guy was being executed, did that mean he wasn't a Shinigami? Or was he a shinigami that had committed a crime? Either way, Jin was interested. And maybe after he saved this guy, that squirrel would come back to take him home. Take out two birds with one stone. "Alright then, let's go meet this Omono Ganz..." Jin said, as he pushed the blue fedora down on his head to further conceal his face. The coattails of his long black jacket flapped lightly as he stepped forward on his way . He was heading towards what he remembered to be the direction of the Senzaikyu. Would it even be in the same place this far back in the past? Wait, that was probably a stupid question, so nevermind. He wasn't very far into Soul Society where he was. He was only somewhere near the east gate, about a few meters in on the outskirts. From what he could see, it looked like that gate was open, meaning that someone had defeated the guardian there already? He picked up his pace very suddenly. No point in being at the scene of the crime.

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Strength - [100] (50) Points

Speed - [250] Points

Spiritual Pressure - [340] Points

Reiatsu Strength - [310] (620) Points

Light Aura - [35] Points

Dark Aura - [65] Points

Instinct - [150] Points

Senses [150] Points

Energy sensory - [100] Points

Healing Expertise - [0] Points


Total SP: [1400] Points

Abilities

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• [Battle Analysis] {3}
  
  
• [Learning] {2}
  
  
• [Martial Arts: Capoiera] {2}
  
  
• [Leadership] {3}
  
  
• [Charisma] {2}
  
  
• [Weapons: Bladed Yoyo] {3}
  

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[Zou ۞]

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Masaki kept his eyes on Raito. He seemed to understand Raito's use of a speed maneuver, and did not immediately react to either the second or third strike. He seemed skilled enough to realize at the very least that when Raito went for the stab, it was the real attack. Masaki rolled backwards, quickly dodging the attack. However, Raito was indeed correct. The speed advantage was marginal. It managed to bring the edge of the blade into a slice down Masaki's shoulder, drawing a small spray of blood in an uncomfortable gash as he escaped death. He'd gone with a lucky dodge. It was clear of course that he was going to be given trouble against Raito, given the nature of his opponent. However, not all things were problematic at the time. Masaki had other advantages he could use.

In an instant, he tore the entire sliced arm portion of his robe off, given that Raito had damaged it. He flung it at Raito's face in an effort to distract him. "Former Squad 3 Captain? You're crazy! Our only Captain is Shioki Mikoto! The violent hurricane!" He said this as he charged forwards, stabbing his blade towards Raito. In an instant, he withdrew, this having been a feint. Regardless of Raito's reaction, Masaki got himself out of the way. And instead, he spun his blade, and decided it seemed to release. "Holler, Wa'anyudo!" His sword quickly shifted into some sort of double ended spear, which he began to spin around. "LET'S ROCK!" he declared. And then, he stabbed towards Raito. Harsh winds blared around him. Raito would note something. Masaki had grown faster than he was. Masaki had doubled in speed.

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Meanwhile, Kaen would find himself in a predicament. "This sure is a problem for you, isn't it?" a voice asked Kaen. Sitting near him, he'd find a horrible sight. Shock, right off the bat. There was no way he would be unable to recognize this man. This man was someone he'd seen before. Not just in myth or in legend, but in person. This was also a man whose face was known in all of the present day Soul Society. A man who, in Kaen's time, continued to give them grief. And, in Kaen's time, this man was of particular interest to one such as Kaen, who used a fire type ability. For this man was the strongest of all fire users in Soul Society's history. And, the eyes. The eyes were the most important part.

He sat there, in an old style Shinigami robe, with no sword sheathed at his side. He looked younger. His hair was shorter and neater, though still jet black. His skin was not as pale. His features were more bold. He was good looking. However, his eyes. Those would never change. Eyes black where they should be white, red where they should possess any other color. Pupils which contained green pentagram forms within their center. Satsujun. The God of Murder. Or, as he was called at that time, Roshu Kensai. Vice Captain of Squad 1. "Relax," Roshu Kensai said. "I'm not here to fight. I'm just curious. Why are you here in the Seireitei? What's your purpose?" Even at Vice Captain rank, Roshu's reiatsu strength was enormous.

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Of all people, the worst luck came to Cupid and Jin. Both of them, upon arriving, would find themselves surrounded. Cupid was surrounded by about a dozen black robed Shinigami, Zanpakuto already drawn. And Jin was surrounded by even more. Two dozen. They'd gauged Jin to be stronger than Cupid, it seemed, and thus given him greater number. How would the both of them survive being so massively outnumbered? Given that it was wise to conserve their power, they would really do best not to use too much strength to escape this scenario. Otherwise they would find themselves in deep trouble. If they used too much power, they could attract the attention of some higher level foes. What would each one do?

Meanwhile. . .

They were gathered there. Six on each side. In odd and even numbers, they were arranged. Thus, on one side, Captains of 3, 5, 7, 9, 11, and 13. Captains known as Shioki Mikoto, Shiroi Kochou, Irie Makimaki, Ko Tatsujin, Kenpachi Guren, and Asa Luuryak. They were all of incredible status and power. None of them were what could ever be considered "weak," and rather all were of the highest caliber of combatant. All had gone through incredible trials. And, on the other side of them, Captains of 2, 4, 6, 8, 10, and 12. Mr. Sting, Kurusi Onna, Tsuyoi Kuchiki, Ousama Zansatsu, Ibuki Nishoko, and Akuma Joshai. It was strange, by matter of fact. The even numbered Captains were for the most part not as tall as the odd. But, this did not change how brutally powerful their reiatsu was. How finely tempered.

And, standing before this line as the head of the meeting, there he was. A huge behemoth of a man, taller than any of them by more than double. His beard was large, white, and shaped like a crescent moon. He wore a black bandanna over his head, and his Haori was folded over his shoulders, but he wore no shirt underneath. His pants were black, and robed, but it was a miracle they even had his size. There was a spear slung over his back, and a Zanpakuto sheathed at his side. He clapped once, and with his clap a powerful vibration dominated the room. The Captain of Squad 1. First Captain Commander of the Gotei Thirteen. Debated as one of the strongest three Shinigami to ever live. Kinwashi Ginkurohyou.

"Our meeting will now begin." Kinwashi said to the lined Captains. And when he spoke, the room seemed to fill with a heavy golden presence. It shook and tremored the first division barracks. With his speaking, even the other Captains soon grew uncomfortable. It was as if his presence was so huge, so completely and utterly massive, that just by speaking he could suffocate and cripple the other Captains. Not one of them was exempt from the crushing power of his aura. "Five Ryoka have arrived in our beautiful Gotei Thirteen. In this great society we worked so hard to build. And now, they threaten to undermine our sacred law with their chaos."

He suddenly burst into laughter. His laughter shook the building, and all of the Captains began to shake. Though they were strong, they were nothing when sized up to this man, the Captain Commander. When he stopped laughing, a huge grin was on his face. "Just kidding." he said. "They're nothing but a joke. Relax, don't worry. Nothing bad will come of these Ryoka. Take care of them whenever you see fit. They are no match for any of you. Meeting adjourned." And with that, the meeting was over. Thankfully, for all of the Captains, they could leave the presence of their mighty Captain Commander.

But there was more to it than that. He had not been referring to the five "invaders" as "weak." He had simply been referring to his Captains as "strong." And, on their way out, two Captains exchanged pleasantries. "Careful, Irie." a smiling Squad 9 Captain said. Ko Tatsujin spoke to Squad 7's Irie Makimaki. "I saw you shake a little more than the rest of us just there. You're getting a little old. Better retire from this soon, before bad things happen to you." How ominous... And with that, all of the Captains went their separate ways to do whatever.

Masaki's Remaining Reiatsu: 1300 Reiatsu

Shikai: 1/10