Bleach: Online World is a fun and exciting way to exercise your creativity and escape into a world you help build! It is an expansive roleplay experience depicting the entire Bleach Universe, but this time we control what happens. This is a great place to meet new people, make friends, and come to have fun and relax for a few hours as you lose yourself in the mind of a character that you design!
Here, you decide your own destiny as you forge your way through Soul Society as a Shinigami, or through Hueco Mundo as a Hollow. Travel the world as a human, or corrupt it as a Bount. Hunt your prey and escape your enemies as a Quincy, or put on your mask and roar as a Vizard. Whichever path you choose, your role in this expansive, alternate Bleach universe is up to you! There are no canon characters to deter or impede you, and everyone can help each other build their story! So what are you waiting for? Hop on in, and get started!
It was an open stone courtyard of a ruined church in which the madness was happening. What was this madness you ask? The answer is simple. A single man stood, dancing to a beat no one else could hear. This man was built like a tank. He easily stood over 6 feet tall and weighed more than several normal men put together. He was dressed in a flannel shirt, blue jeans, giant leather boots, and a knit red hat. Overall, he looked unkempt, as if he had been living in the wilderness for months. He was dirty, covered in body hair, and his beard was scraggly and long.
This man, who seemed like a mountain compared to a normal man, was simply spinning in circles and flailing his body in every way possible. Clearly, he was out of his mind. There was no music to be heard, nor was there any obvious reason for him to be dancing. There was no one else here, so at least there was no one else to judge him. But wait, there was someone else here! Some…thing… had wandered into this courtyard, and it was his courtyard, for it was a place that would offer him a distinct home field advantage. The edges of the courtyard were wrapped in iron bars, spaced between stone pillars every 10 feet or so. The area was about 150 feet long and 70 feet wide. This was his arena, and the invader would pay for entering it.
Adolf, the giant man, did not recognize this newcomer. Some random outsider had broken into his sanctuary. This was his special place, where no one came. But someone had come here. They would pay for disturbing his solitude, and for making him stop dancing. He spun over to the side of the room and kicked one of the iron bars. A great blue light shown out of it, and that set of bars was transmuted into a wall 8 feet tall and 4 feet wide that he was standing on. Why he had done this was hard to judge, since it didn’t really offer him any advantage beyond being off the ground. He stared at the newcomer who was roughly 40 feet away and bellowed. “THIS IS MY HOME. YOU LEAVE OR I MAKE YOUR FACE INTO PAIN!”
Stamina: 39.5/40 -0.5 for Class 7 Alchemy Speciality.
Last Edit: Jan 13, 2013 14:27:15 GMT -5 by Deleted
Post by Myzaraphiston Synderfell on Jan 13, 2013 19:38:53 GMT -5
Matthew sighed as he walked into the courtyard, shaking his head some. He wasn't particularly happy about being called out of his hermetically sealed home for something like this, but orders were orders. The Feurher himself had requested that something be done about this man, and Matthew had been available to take this job. And so here he was, staring down what for all intents and purposes was a lumberjack perched atop an iron wall. It promised to be such a wonderful day...
Matthew pointed his cane at Adolf after he issued his threat, the transmutation circle upon it difficult to make out from the distance. "Herr Bismarck, would you kindly step down from there? Other individuals need this space for their leisure time, something you are severely inhibiting right now. Now, we can talk this over calmly, and rationaly... Or, we can do things the easy way."
Indeed, Adolf was unable to make out the transmutation circle on the cane at this distance, and he wouldn’t have cared if he could see it. “I AM THE PANZER!” he roared. Adolf was a simple man. Crazy, but quite simple. This place was his home as far as he was aware, and he would defend it from this witch-doctor thing. Adolf was not just a simple man overall, but he was also relatively simple when it came to combat. He assumed others were weaker than him, and they often were. This meant he did not need to think much. It was fortunate that this was the case, for his brain wasn’t really capable of thinking very much.
He hopped off his platform, not because it was requested, but because his fists couldn’t reach the newcomer from there. In a burst of speed that would put most people to shame, Adolf quickly closed the distance between the two combatants. If he was not stopped en route, he would launch a single sweeping punch at the side of Matthew’s head. If he was interrupted in his approach, this punch would not happen. Instead, there would be a defensive reaction of some sorts. Depending on the circumstances, he could either dodge the attack or use a wall to block it. If he got there uninterrupted, this blow to the head would end the fight before it even started. With his 150 strength, Adolf was easily strong enough to at least fracture Matthew's skull a bit.