From Anarchy to Power [NDE, Medium-Hard]

[Alexander Kuma-Hebi]

Name: [From Anarchy to Power] - The Adventure Name

Participants: [Anyone, up to 3]

Location: [Belgrade, Serbia]

Difficulty Level: [Medium-Hard (Final boss and his assistants are Hard)]

Setting: [NDE]

Plotline: [In spiritual circles, there are various organizations. One of them, extremely secretive, is Brotherhood of the Night Guardians. They are in essence terrorists, seeking to cause chaos in order to subjugate Human World. While they were thought to be destroyed seventy years ago, they have returned secretly. While world thinks they do not exist, they have been preparing their new plan for a long time. and they chose to test it out first before they use it on large scale. Thus they tested it on Belgrade, Serbian capital. A strange spike of Reiatsu that was felt and registered across entire world, but also in Soul Society and Las Noches, was all. Afterwards, a short radio message was sent out to all three worlds, with only one word: "Help!" Since then, there is no activity whatsoever in Belgrade. Like every single of residents vanished. People went to Belgrade to investigate, but as soon as they approached, they passed out. Waking up in extremely bad conditions with only a map and a single location marked, they must get there, find out what is going on, and make things right, if possible.]

Estimated Enemy Strength: [5-1]

Estimated Time Until Completion: [Well, who knows.]

Starts: [People should reserve spots OOC so I can give them starting locations and stuff. After that, it starts with their intros.]

Special Conditions: [There are several. First, Participants must eat, drink and sleep, over the course of time. Every participant will start out in an unknown location, only with map where a single location in city center is marked, and their location marked. Also, whatever affected city affected participants too in some way, leaving them with all stats over 100 reduced to 100 (Spoiler: This is only for initial stages.) Finally, 3 main villains each have a special trait unique to them that is in fact a modifier to their personality, stats or powers.]

[Kisaku Oroki]

(Reserving a spot.


ALSO THESE MAPS BETTER BE IN BRAIL! *SHAKES FIST*)

[Taien Hadohou]

R-E-Served.

[Alexander Kuma-Hebi]

Tokyo, 13 days earlier

Tokyo. One of greatest cities on Earth. Big. Huge. Swarming with life. It was best place to hid, or do things from shadows. Nowhere can people hide better than among huge numbers of people. And there were many shady dealing in Tokyo. In a dark warehouse, in abandoned industrial district, a meeting was taking place. Warehouse was completely dark, and save for a table and two chairs, empty. Charis were occupied. Two figures occupied them. Darkness obscured them, save for their silhouettes. But they were there. They were discussing... something."You sure?" The voice was commanding, strong, with especially dark tone. "I am. I am telling you, that son of a bitch is still alive." Other one was emotionless, almost robotic. Perhaps it even was. "Good. Aris will want to skin that bastard alive." "And what of our plan?" "Oh, we proceed. He may be strong, but compared to me he is nothing." "Alright. I will light it up." "Perfect." With all that said, one of them vanished into thin air, disappearing. Other one was still there, and he scratched his chin, smiling. "Ah yes... Here we go. Anarchy time."

Belgrade, 48 hours earlier

A sole man stood. On top of Belgrade's highest building, the Beogradjanka, a single man stood, looking over the city. He looked with discontent on his face. There was no sign of life to see. Streets were empty. Cars, buses, all that remained on streets, were empty. Nothing was to be heard, save for occasional barking of dogs in the distance. Man stood there, as if he waited for something. He was dressed in a Shinigami uniform, which was customized to have tighter sleeves and pants. On top of that, he had a hood and black cloak, obscuring his face. That young man awaited something. His hand rested on hilt of his sword, possibly his Zanpakuto. He was calm. His breathing was slow, and his eyes closed. He listened. And he heard, distant footsteps, slowly becoming louder. He awaited. A few minutes earlier, it was easy to hear rushing footsteps of at least dozen men running up the stairs. The door behind him slammed open, and dozen or so men rushed out, all clad in black armor, with their katana drawn, and faces covered by hoods, black cloaks with red eagles on their backs. As they ran towards young man, quickly, covering the roof, young man sighed. "I must make it in time." Then he turned, and drew his sword.

Belgrade, present time

But destiny of Serbian capital was not unnoticed. For something like this to happen to a capital of a country, that could not be overlooked. It couldn't have gone unnoticed. Many groups had interests there, in Belgrade. And all noticed that weird surge, spike of Reiatsu. And silence. Lack of life. And all recorded a single message, asking for help. Belgrade was... empty. One a proud city, which spanned about two millions people with suburbs, now was just a ghost town. People have vanished. But why? Was it a mass murder orchestrated by the Vandenreich? Action of Xcution? Maybe an invasion from Las Noches? Or a testing of Gotei 13's new secret weapon? Nobody knew. But people were sent to investigate. Sides interested in this incident, or freelancers, they have arrived. But not all worked as planned by them. For the moment they stepped within city boundaries, they would pass out. What caused that, it was up for speculation. They were affected by something, and they couldn't possibly know about something like that. What was happening? Who was behind it? What happened to people? Can it be fixed? Those were the question all would have to seek answers to.

But for starters, agents who were dispatched into city would have to take care of themselves first. They would wake up in unknown locations. They were scattered around. Separated. But that was not worst. They would wake up in graves. Yes. In freshly dug graves, they would find themselves dumped there. What were they doing there? Who put them there? And why? Those were important questions to handle too, once thy would crawl out of their graves. But, there was a single trail. As they woke up, laying on their back, they would discover maps laid on their chest. Taien and Jin would find the maps. Kiasku would not find one. Instead, a portable GPS device with a voice module was left for him. That was their trail. Each one had a map. And on each one, a location where they were was marked. And in center of a city, another location was marked. With a comment: "Sunset."It seemed that whomever left them maps wanted them there at sunset. perhaps for a meeting. Or was something bound to happen there at sunset? Why were they even left with maps? For what motives, that was unclear. It was not even clear who it was that left them those anyway.

Well with a destination, they could head to it. It was morning still, about 9 a.m. and lots of time to get where they needed to. But, they had their work cut out for them. They were all located at cemeteries! And neither one was in center of city. They were all distanced from it. Location where they had to get was Karadjordje's Park. What made stuff difficult was the fact that maps were in Serbian. And Kisaku's GPS also spoke street names and landmark names in Serbian. Jin was the farthest, as he ended up at Resnik, at Resnik Cemetery. Kisaku would found himself on Lešće, at Višnjička Banja. He was technically nearest one to their goal. Taien however would wake up at New Bežanija Cemetery, across the river, in New Belgrade. They all had to travel. By any means. They a least had a goal. That was good. But that little good was nothing good, when it was compared to worst thing they would all discover. Their powers were weak. They were weak. They were dropped down to the level of ordinary humans. All of their stats were low, dropped to 100, unless they were below that level already. All three of them, alone, weakened, in unknown surroundings, and with additional question added to the pile of questions to be answered, they had no time to waste.

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[Jin Yamada]

Set the Tone

"I'm coming up on the city now. From where I'm standing, there doesn't appear to be much going on at the moment."

"Are you sure you don't need backup, Jin? You put your trust in us to protect you, and protect you we will."

"Don, I'm sure...."

"PADRONE WANTS TO FIGHT!"

"Not today, Padrone. I can't draw too much attention to myself. I'll handle this one alone....besides, how hard could it be for a True Bount?"

"If you say it, then there is nothing to worry about, Jin. We will watch over you from here."

"Don't wo-......"

"Jin! Jin! JIIIIIINNNN!"

"JIIIIIIINNNNNNN!"

Darkness cloaked everything from that point. The darkness was strong. Whatever it had been, it was powerful. It had caused a massive blackout for those attempting to enter the city. Those within the city had simply vanished. Whatever it had been, it was powerful. Not even a True Bount had been able to stave off the effects of that reiatsu. As he neared the city of Belgrade, the Bount Leader's body fell to the ground. He felt the spike of reiatsu, the surge that had occurred, and yet he kept it secret from his comrades. As his mind slipped into the darkness, he cursed himself for having hid it. As he lost connection with his fellow Bount comrades, he cursed himself and let his mind slip into the darkness.

Is this....death?

Sometime later, his eyes flew open and he looked around. There was darkness all around him. Darkness covered him, but above he could see the light of the moon shining down upon him. Under normal circumstances, the darkness was a friend to him, but in this moment, he felt lost within that darkness. In this moment, he could discern nothing within the darkness. He lifted a hand, bringing it up to his forehead to face palm himself. "I spoke too soon again. I've gotta stop doing that..." he scolded himself. What happened back there?

His hand felt the wooden mask covering the top half of his face. He lifted it and then felt his own face. I don't feel any blood. He hadn't been hit in the head and knocked out. So then, what had happened. His hands moved to his body, feeling all over it. He patted his chest, stomach, both arms, and his legs. Nothing. No bleeding anywhere. He wiggled his legs, and his feet, to make sure those were okay. When he found that he could easily wiggle and move them around, he stopped. Then, he began feeling around in the darkness. His eyes were getting used to it as each moment passed, but for now, he still couldn't see well in the dark.

He sat up and touched the ground where he had been lying. The ground felt, soft, mushy. It was a very distinct feel, and he knew exactly what he was touching. Dirt? Why am I lying in dirt? He felt around more, until the feeling was different. Instead of the soft, mushy feel of dirt, he felt something that was rough, and very thin. He could feel markings on the thin object and he lifted it, bringing it towards his face. It felt like paper. But, he hadn't had any paper with him. Was it a note? A note from the one that caused him to black out? He couldn't even read it in the darkness where he lay. He had to get up.

With some strain, the Bount Leader gradually eased himself up to a standing position. In that position, he continued feeling around, grasping whatever he could that was around him. His eyes could only perceive darkness, but his sense of touch told him so much more about where he was. "Bloody hell! Even the walls are made of dirt!" His quick mind was able to put things together from there. He was lying in dirt, and the walls were made of dirt. I've been....buried?! His eyes looked up towards the sky to once again gaze upon the moon above him. Just what had happened to him?

"Don! Padrone! You there?" he called out into the air. It would appear as though he was speaking to no one, but he was speaking into the headset he had been using to communicate with his comrades. "Jikashi! Feere! Otto! Gatz! Someone, answer me!" His voice was cracked from misuse and growing with despair. The headset wasn't working. Had his frequency been jammed? He tried breathing in and out, to calm himself. What the bloody hell happened?! Wait, I've gotta calm down first....calm down, get out of here...and then figure out what happened. He lifted a hand to his head, to check for his tophat. Unable to feel it upon his head, he bent down, and felt along the ground where his head had lain. After a few seconds, his hand grasped the curved edge of the hat and he gripped it tightly before lifting it up and putting it on his head. He had come on this mission prepared. The mask had been to prevent anyone from recognizing him. He was sure that more than one world had received that message. It couldn't have only been sent out to those dwelling in the Land of the Living. The "protectors", the Shinigami, would most likely jump on this.

From there, his hands reached up in an attempt to grasp some sort of top to the dirt. He hadn't been buried fully, this he could tell from feeling around. Dirt hadn't been piled onto him, meaning that the grave hadn't been fully dug. He rejoiced within when his hand touched grass above him. He tiptoed and reached up with the other hand and tried to pull himself up, but he didn't have enough strength. He felt around within the dirt, trying to find some kind of root to use to pull himself up. Again, he felt as if someone above was helping him. His hand grasped the woody object and he used it to pull himself up in hopes that it would support his weight. Before pulling himself up with his other hand, he put the thin paper in the pockets of his trenchcoat. Then, with that hand, he reached up and pulled himself out. He had made it above the dirt, but he also felt weaker. He flexed his reiatsu and found that it was weaker. He didn't have as much as he had before he had blacked out.

He came to a standing position and looked around. What he saw truly shocked him. I'm...in a...cemetery! Someone had tried to bury him. But who? What was even going on? That was something he would have to figure out while he was searching for clues as to what had happened within the city. But, he came to realize something else too. He probably wasn't even near Belgrade anymore. The headset wasn't working because he was probably too far away from his comrades. Earlier they had taken his personal jet and landed outside of Belgrade and then from there he had made the trek to the city alone so that they weren't spotted. If his comrades were still near Belgrade, and he couldn't hear them now, it meant that he was far from Belgrade. He began walking, in an attempt to get out of the cemetery and make it back to them.

As he walked, he reached into the pocket of his trenchcoat and pulled out the thin paper he had picked up in the grave. In the dim light of the moon, he could see better now. When he looked at the thin paper, he realized that it was actually a map. "This is getting creepier by the second..." He squinted in the dimlight, trying to make out the symbols on the map. He saw his location marked, but he could read the city where he was. He also saw another place marked, but he couldn't read that either in the dim light. He found that his eyesight wasn't as good as it had been before. He would need to find somewhere with light first before he could continue, and so, he headed out of that graveyard and towards the only source of light nearby: the city in the distance.


Mask

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Strength - [100] (50) Points

Speed - [250] (100) Points

Spiritual Pressure - [340] (100) Points

Reiatsu Strength - [310] (620) (100) Points

Light Aura - [35] Points

Dark Aura - [65] Points

Instinct - [150] (100) Points

Senses [150] (100) Points

Energy sensory - [100] Points

Healing Expertise - [0] Points


Total SP: [1400] Points



Skills


[Battle Analysis] {3}

[Learning] {2}

[Martial Arts: Capoiera] {2}

[Utility: Charisma/Leadership] {2}

[Weapons: Bladed Yoyo] {3}

[Pain Tolerance] {3}

[Strength of Will] {3}

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Item Name: Convert-A-Weapon
Item Type: Weapon
Item Description: A shiny, round metal sphere small enough to fit snugly in the palm of one's hand. It looks pretty dull yet futuristic at the same time. With a simple thought, this sphere transforms into any weapon that the user imagines. Any weapon that the user can imagine to be more exact. Get yours today.

Item Name:
Item Ability: [When dragged across the user's weapon to cause friction, an aura of ghostly, transparent (but still colored) reiatsu will materialize around the user's weapon. This allows the weapon to do battle with other weapons that are also using the coating ring, and also gives it an increased amount of cutting ability for striking defenses and cutting attacks. So long as the user has this ring worn, attacks and defenses will be coated in this aura. The aura is equivalent to 100% of the user's reiatsu strength.]

Soul Gauge
This is a very useful item, indeed. Possibly one of the most useful items ever made. This is a small portable device in the form of a wristwatch. Design is completely up to the user, as it is built on the user's request in a matter of seconds. It is always digital. Color and design, as mentioned already, vary. What is on the screen does not change through. Simply press the button when near others, and the device will identify their exact Reiatsu Strength and Spiritual Pressure. This means that it will actually identify the numeric value that you and everyone else assigned when making your stats. This is useful because it means no more guesstimating for the characters. Now you can just find out a direct amount, and you don't have to sense at it anymore. 1000 Ryo.

Item Name: JJY001 (x2)

Item Type: Weapon

Item Description: This looks like a simple red bladed yoyo with a white smoke cloud design engraved on both sides and held together by a 5 meter long steel string. On the inside of the yoyo are small containers that when heated release a white cloud of smoke that is actually tear gas.

Item Name: JJY002 (x2)

Item Type: Weapon

Item Description: This looks like a simple yoyo held together by a meter long steel string. It's color is yellow with a sun engraved into both sides. On the inside of the yoyo is a small canister that when heated, releases a burst of light to blind an enemy for 3-4 seconds.

Item Name: JJY003 (x2)

Item Type: Special Explosive

Item Description: This looks like a simple bladed yoyo held together by a 5 meter long steel string like JJY001, however, it is green in color with the number 3 engraved in black on both sides. When heated, the shaped charge device hidden on the inside explodes with the force of a C-3 explosive.

Item Name: JJY004 (x2)

Item Type: Special Explosive

Item Description: This looks like a simple bladed yoyo held together by a 5 meter long steel string much like the others. It's color is green with the number 4 engraved in black on both sides. When heat is added to the shaped charge device inside, it explodes with the force of a C-4 explosive.

Item Name: JJY005 (x3)

Item Type: Weapon

Item Description: This looks like a simple bladed yoyo held together by a 6 meter long steel string much like the others. It's color is purple with an engraving of a black smoke cloud on both sides. When heat is added to the small container inside, a black smoke cloud is released to obscure vision. This smoke is actually mercury, which is highly toxic when inhaled in this vaporous form. If inhaled, it causes mercury poison.

Item Name: JJY006 (x2)

Item Type: Weapon

Item Description: At first, this looks like a simple yoyo held together by a 5 meter long steel string. It's color is orange with a red button on both sides. When these buttons are pressed, the yoyo grows to become a giant 2 foot wide, 1 foot tall yoyo. With a twitch of the string, blades can also pop out along the two side disks.

Item Name: JJY007 (x2)

Item Type: Weapon

Item Description: This one looks different from the previous six yoyo. It has the two circular disks that make up the sides and another thick disk in the center, around which a 7 meter long steel string is wound. It's color is blue. When activated by twitching the string, the three disks split apart for multidirectional attack. When split apart, the three disks are held together by a four meter long reiatsu string attached to the sides of the disks. It costs 25 reiatsu to split the yoyo. Twitching the string again causes the three disks to pull themselves back together. Like the previous model, blades can also pop out on all three disks.

Item Name: Antidote Shot
Item Type: Recovery Item [LIFE SAVER!!]
Item Description: A small syringe containing an antidote to all poisons and venoms EXCEPT special remedies, and brown recluse venom.
Price: 8000 Ryo (x2)

Item Name: Portal Scroll
Item Type: Travel Usage
Item Description: It is a normal looking scroll at first glance, however, when opened up, the scroll releases blue flames that rise up in front of the one who opened it. A step into these flames will transport the user to any place they can think of as long as it is a real place.

Item Name: Wire Launcher Gauntlet
Item Type: Projectile Storage Item
Item Description: The wire launcher gauntlet is a piece of equipment for Jin Yamada. It is a metal silver plated arm brace with the Bount symbol etched onto the side facing away from it's wearer when worn. On the side facing towards the wearer, there is a small circular hole, half an inch in diameter, near the wrist area. A brown leather attachment extends from the wrist up to the wearer's middle and ring fingers, wrapping around them. Inside of the gauntlet, 150 feet of steel wire is spooled 75 times around a thin circular disk on the underside. Release of the wire revolves around a complicated launching mechanism activated by varying movements of Jin's middle and ring fingers. The wire ends in a barbed hook, which is designed to connect to the loop on the end of Jin's yoyo. The launcher fires things with 300 strength.

Item Name: Propulsion Boots
Item Type: Locomotion Item/Weapon
Item Description: These boots were modeled after the gloves Jin once had during the time when C-weapons were around. The boots, however, are much more upgraded and cooler looking than the gloves were. Overall, they look like light armor for his feet. They're black and shiny all over and tall, reaching just below the knee. They're made of some kind of light metal that avoids overheating. There are straps at the top in the front and back to lock the leg in once it's in there snugly. At the sole, there are vents built into five separate locations. There are vents in the front ball of the boot, on both sides, in the back of the heel, and in the center of the foot. Gatz designed the boots in a way so that it absorbs heat from Hitze or the surroundings and uses that to power itself, which prevents any type of reliance on electrical battery power.

The cool thing about the boots is that with a tap of his foot in a certain spot, Jin can release the heat building up in the boots from one of the five vents as bursts of flames which are backed up by his reiatsu strength. The concentrated bursts of flames that the boot releases propels him at twice his speed as a result of concentration and force. When he's using the flames for attack rather than propulsion, the flames shoot out of all five vents to form a burst of flames the size of a Cero! Normally when moving around, the flames only shoot out of the middle vent, which is largest, while the vents on the four sides only allow for change in direction.

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[Kisaku Oroki]

Kisaku awoke with a start. He draw in a long, noisy breath, a shiver running through his body.. He felt on his exposed arm the moist, loose graveyard soil. He felt the chill in the air race through his body. He didn’t remember where he was.. Or why he was there. No.. Wait. Orders. That’s why he was here. As the Third Seat of the expedition squad, he’d been dispatched to investigate the strange absence and occurrences in a city in the world of the living. He thought about where he’d woken up however. Soil. A field? No. He’d feel the grass.. As he leaned up, he noticed more. Namely that he felt slow. He felt sick. He felt tired. “Nngh...” He groaned faintly, bits of soil falling from his body as he leaned upwards, reaching up to hold his hollow feeling skull.. Almost like migraine, only the absence of pain. Just a dull throb of senselessness. Where was the sound? Where was the feel of reiatsu? Slowly.. He stood.. Trying to find his way forward only to find he was in a rather narrow, small confine. Soil on every side of him, but enough room to walk forwards or backwards a few paces, like a trench.

He could have missed it completely, but as he stood he felt a weight slide of his chest. It clattered to the ground, and must have done something, as it began to speak. He slowly reached down, picking up the device “Hello! These are the directions for...” A female voice spoke from the device, pausing, before it spoke the location in a monotone, computerized voice. His hand felt a paper next to it. The thick kind, used for writing brail, surprisingly. Running his thumb across the page, he read a single word. “Sunset.” Odd... “Karađorđev park.” the device continued in it’s original pattern for a few more words. “Follow the road.. North. Then take your.. First. Left!” He frowned as he stood, pulling it up towards his ear..

Reaching upwards, he felt grass on the edge of this hole of his.. Fingers clawing into the dirt, he pulled himself out with a soft grunt.

Supposing he had to get to this park by sunset.. He paused. What time was it now? Where was the park? More importantly... Which damn direction was north? He had no idea, nor any way to tell. After pausing for a moment.. Thinking.. He sighed. Walking in a random direction, brushing dirt off of himself. He was heading North East, already somewhat in the wrong direction.. However, he hoped his feet would find a road. Maybe this road leading north. He kicked something concrete though, and hard and low laying.. Frowning, he reached down to feel over it.. It was a rounded, knee high block of concrete. Thin, but wide.. Some sort of symbols carved into it... After a moment, he realized what it was. A gravestone.

He frowned, focusing his rather meager reiatsu to send a small ripple through his surroundings. A use of his technique. Isshin Shikkaku. His mind immediately feeling the grass, the flowers over graves.. and the gravestones around him in fifty feet in each direction. He was in a graveyard. A strange place to wake up... A feeling of unease settling in his stomach, he continued to walk.