Can you catch me? I doubt it. (NDE)

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Name: [Can you catch me? I doubt it.]

Participants: [3 People max anyone who is class 8-6]

Location: [Inside of a large sports arena, much larger than the normal ones though]

Difficulty Level: [Hard]

Setting: [NDE]

Plotline:
Without knowing how someone has managed to steal an object of great personal value from three unlucky people. In place of that object there was a letter left to them, challenging them to come and take back their items.

Estimated Enemy Strength: [5]

Estimated Time Until Completion: [3]

Starts: [As soon as we get three people]

Special Conditions: [The intro post should be them discovering the fact that they have been robbed and their reaction to it. I will post what the letter says.]

[Nonna Urban ☭]

I shall reserve a spot. As soon as Nonna is accepted, I will PC you.

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Xaldin will participate

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Nonna, Xaldin and Aevus would find a strange letter sitting where one of their most prized possession was suppose to be. Each letter was exactly the same, they were all simple and white with bright red seal on the backside . There was no trace of foreign reiatsu in the area or on the letter and in each location there wasn't a sign of a break in at all. It's as if what stole their possessions waltz in there and took it without any resistance at all. What was even more eerie was the fact that nothing else had been touched instead the culprit took their most valued possession without any looking.

When they opened up the letter they would hear a voice speak to them as the read the letter. The voice seemed to originate from the letter, the voice that spoke was semi high pitched.

"Well hey there lucky person, guess what? You've been selected to take part in my little game. Pupupupupu, well I guess it's not so lucky for all of you, but it's lucky for me. Anyways if you ever want to see your prized possession you better show up or else I'll drop it into a furnace. Ehhhh even if you show up I might toss it into the furnace anyways. Well you have till tonight at ten to meet up at the meeting place, you will see the other three lucky people I chose to play along. Pupupupupu I hope you all do better then the last batch."

At the bottom of the letter there was a location in the human world that they were all suppose to report to. Once they got there they would find themselves outside of a large sports stadium that seemed to be abandoned. The only entrance to the place was a large metal gate that seemed to have large fist shaped dents in it from the outside. There were no trees around the area, however the grass and the other plant life was overgrown. A quick look over the stadium would show that it looked as if it was about to break down at any moment. The moment that Nonna, Xaldin and Aevus would stand in front of the gate it would creak open and a large deep yell could be heard from inside.

(I've given permission for Aevus to join in because he has such low SP and the same for Nonna now that she is class five)

[Nonna Urban ☭]

Nonna slowly wakes up this fine beautiful morning. She'd yawn very happily and look over to see if there was any notifications on her phone. Nope, but she found something instead... A letter was propped up on her mirror and she'd quickly fall over the side of the bed. She wasn't wearing much but her panties because she's comfy being partially naked in bed okay? She'd tip toe over and snatch the letter and slowly open it. She'd then begin to read the letter. This letter made Nonna feel very uncomfortable with herself. She was sleeping partially naked and this pervert leaves a fucking letter? That sick fuck... Then she'd realize something, her phone was missing! Her phone with Xcution was missing! She'd quickly fall backwards from being surprised.

She'd feel reckless without that phone so she'd look all around the house. It was really gone! Nonna grew angry and quickly grabbed the letter again. She kept reading on and it gave the location of this place. She'd grip the letter and grumble, "That cyka thinks he can take my phone and see me naked partially?! That blyad cyka is going to rot for that!" which fuels Nonna to dress herself quickly. She'd dress normally without stockings because it was a nice day. She'd quickly bolt out her door and travel off, going to this location. It was weird that this guy just did this. She didn't want to think about it too much but she arrives to the location.

This place was a fucking creepy place. There was nothing around yet and she'd bite her finger as the place literally looks creepy as hell. She'd wonder actually now who these other victims were of this horrible shit. She would lean against the wall, thinking about what could lie ahead. She'd think and think. Are these victims even human? She wasn't sure but she kept her guard out. She was eager to get her phone back before Xcution calls her out in an important assignment. The nervousness was real and Nonna had to calm down. She just wasn't happy for this because her phone's gone missing! Damn, this pervert is going to fucking die! Vengeance is quite sweet in the air, isn't it?

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Xaldin was sleeping soundly when something interrupted his sleep. It wasn't that he had sensed someone in his den, but it was just a feeling that something was just plane wrong. He found a letter and just looked at it confused since he wasn't a strong reader. He got the basic gist of the message and of course went searching for his father's spear. He normally had it on his back at all times with the sole exception of when he is sleeping in the den. 

He would growl and sneak his way into the world of the living. He had seen several other beastkin like himself get there and just used the same way they did. Run past the men in black as they have. Of course it wasn't just anger that something of his was stolen that got him running, it was also his general fear of shinigami. That really motivated him to book it out of there and into the world of the living. He searched for the letter and found it in one of his pockets. He sniffed it trying to get the scent of the man who left it. 

He made his way to the location specified just in time. He kept his hood over his face not wanting anyone to see his fox like form. He made sure that his cloak, boots, and gloves all covered his fur. The only thing that he really didn't count on was his tail. He had forgotten about it, but he was a little more preoccupied with the new world around him. He had meandered his way to the meeting spot only after getting distracted several times from all the unique sights, sounds, and smells. He saw a girl standing around the abandoned stadium. He approached slowly wondering if she was the thief. He said nothing just watched her from a fair distance.

[☾ Aevus | Umbra ☽]

Sleep had always come easy for the pale faced man in the wake of morning. His sapphire eyes had found themselves shut from the very world around him and he had rightfully descended into a blissful state of being. Sleep is bliss, truly it is. A weightless reality where dreams bend to your mind. It is a time of false security and thus an illusion. Though being delusional to the dream is an ignorant thing, Aevus was a man who'd much rather stay asleep then wake up to a real nightmare. To wake up and face the truth, to have to be brave every time you open your eyes and face the new day. That is a true nightmare. Yet Aevus was comfortably sound, his breathing easy and body shifting ever so slightly as he drifted off into that paradise.

Though something felt off and the man, would soon awaken to the piercing spears of light, that was day. It was unlike him to awaken before noon, unless of course it was issued by a fellow superior and he was forced to open those blues of his. But no, that hadn't been so. Something certainly was wrong and Aevus could sense it. Another body had usually found itself by his side or perhaps upon the window sill. Yet no, there was no such thing. A blink, would part Aevus from all light for a but millisecond as he shifted his body out of bed. A yawn drifting forth from his very lips as he would stretch, both his arms upward. Cracking his neck as he rolled it to his left and right, he would take but a glance to that window sill.

Noting the scrap of paper, he'd grasp it lazily in his hands, his sapphire gaze still droopy from his wake would soon widen in disbelief as he read the note word for word. " I'll drop it into a furnace. Ehhhh even if you show up I might toss it into the furnace anyways." Next they would narrow, what was the person in the note talking about? What had this person taken? Aevus would rub his eyes. Was this a prank? No, it didn't sound like something Kimoko would do or any of his squad mates. This had to be real. Aevus usually woke up to the light mewing of his little companion Kiti but today he was no where to be seen. How odd. Wait...Aevus would eye his bed noting that the black tabby wasn't there either. Usually they both slept til the afternoon, it was uncommon for that black tabby to be up this early.

"if you ever want to see your prized possession you better show up"

"Did this person take Kiti?" Aevus would murmur under his breath as he would begin to search around for that sneaky kitten. Making sure not to awake his fellow squad mates, well actually they were already awake. It was unusual for Aevus to awake to breakfast but he wouldn't be partaking in any bacon today. That kitten was missing. "Well you have till tonight at ten to meet up at the meeting place." The stranger in the letter was giving him a time limit, how nice of them. Aevus would grab ahold of his sheathed Zanpakuto, strapping it behind himself. Whoever took his cat was going to regret it. That kitten meant more to Aevus than anyone would know, after all it was his only friend. But no that kitten was far more than that, he was a constant reminder of a promise that he made to a stealthy teal eyed girl.

After using the gate, Aevus would appear in close proximity of the location that he was told to go. His eyes latched onto that building from on high. Spotting the overgrown greenery, this place was clearly abandoned. Certainly this was a trap, anyone should be able to notice that. He'd note the presence of two others, a girl and...something else. Dropping down Aevus would begin to ambulate foreword, his eyes never leaving that building. Whoever had taken his cat was going to regret it. His left hand slowly latched forth onto his handle, nothing was going to get between him and his target. Aevus had no room for introductions as he moved foreword ahead of the two through that creaking gate. The large deep yell was offsetting but nothing could keep him out of that place.

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After the yell a bright light would emerge from the stadium and over the loud speakers a voice spoke out. “Pupupupupu I guess you all came well hurry on up and get in here one of your allies couldn't wait and decided to rush on in. Pupupupupu. ” The gates were fully open and the light beckoned them to enter, there wasn't any choice for them, they had to go on in to start the game and to get back their items. If they wanted them that was, HE didn't care either way, all HE wanted was to mess around with random strangers.

When they all entered they would see a large monster of a man standing there. He was easily eight feet tall and made entirely of muscles. His hair was long and black, matching his tan skin. His eyes were full of rage towards the other three. His face held a frown as he started to yell at a monitor that had a black and white star on a gray background. “ALL OF US ARE HERE NOW GIVE IT BACK.” The man's voice echoed out into the stadium which seemed to be very narrow despite the fact that it seemed to be very large.

Without waiting for a response the man ran down the only hallway full force. He stepped passed a black and white line and three steps later the walls shot out towards him with spikes coming out at him. Even though the man extended his hands out to try to keep them from crushing him it was no use. He was skewered and killed. As the walls pulled apart the remaining three could see that the only thing left was a bloody pulp of what was a man. Blood dripped down the spikes and the bottom of the floor opened up to let the remains of the man fall down and out of sight.

“Pupupupupu silly human he didn't wait for me to explain the challenge. Oh well I guess I can burn his pink teddy bear though that makes me feel a bit odd burning a bear. Well no matter, anyways welcome to Kiro's fun house. I'm your host Kiro, now before you there is a challenge the first of thirteen challenges, lets see how you will get pass my spiked wall trap. You guys probably didn't see it, but the trap goes on for fifty feet and you guys have to make it to the other side to get to the door. Oh and no trying to use a stepping technique that will cause my trap to go off instantly. Have fun, pupupupupupu.”

The three of them would see before them a long hallway now coated with spiked walls. There was no other way around to get to the door, however the walls themselves seemed to stick out a bit leaving a ledge that could be walked or crawled on to get over. The celing was also eight feet above where the spiked walls ended. Meaning that if someone did try to walk on the ledge of the wall they could stand upright. As for the spiked walls they seemed to move in a timed setting coming together and crushing everything in their way every three seconds, not enough time to run all the way down the corridor or was it? Either way the group now knew that they were just there for someone's amusement what they did was up to them.


(OOC: I'm too tired to write out the NPC's stats however he was a class one berserk trying to destroy the walls and then running passed them wont work. Have Fun <3)

[Nonna Urban ☭]

Nonna wasn't amused at all. Her phone was probably flooding with mad messages from her boss. She cracked her head over and noticed the anonymous figure come over. She didn't seem to bothered by him and automatically assumed it was another partner. She was tired already of this shit. She just wants her phone back and now she's gotta go in and grab it? Fuck man. Her eyes were dark blue as she peers over to see her other partner coming. This was certainly going to be interesting...

Nonna looks at the door was opened and lite up with life, she sighed and followed herself in. There they found the unusual person just starring at the screen and yelling some weird crap out loud. Then the weird stuff happens. He suddenly starts running fast towards the hallway and her eyes widen as she suspected this to be a trap. He quickly gets slammed in and squashed. Her eyes widen as she just witnessed murder occur. This was shocking that this game was no joke.

She looked over to the screen and that voice spoke... God, she was pissed off just hearing his voice. She crossed her arms and listened for him to speak. Displeased as is, she listened carefully to avoid death. Step techniques wouldn't work, damn! This blows for her and she'd pout. Then she'd look over to her allies to she their reactions. She was obviously annoyed but how about her own allies? She wondered if they were scared or just annyoed like her.

Nonna steps her foot down, "Well, my friends. Any ideas to get through that? We just witnessed a murder just occur and it's clear we're in hell already. I'm open for all ideas here. I've got nothing thought up though so you'll have to forgive me..." she'd say this as a concerned tone. She was clueless on how to get through that. It just looked almost impossible to her. She wasn't clearly looking close enough but she didn't have any ideas to go through that. She'd look around to find a possible weakness to get through that crap. From there, she relied on her allies for this.

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Xaldin fallowed the lights and everyone else into the stadium. The voice made Xaldin cringe. He was questioning if he really wanted to go in and find his father's spear. His thoughts were interrupted when a large man pushed passed them and started to run into the corridor. Xaldin recoiled when the walls closed in on the man crushing him and punching him full of holes. The smell of blood filled his nose making shiver. 

The man explained to him that they would need to get passed this obstetrical if they want to get their stuff back. Even Xaldin knew that trying to run through the hallway was suicide. They would need to find another way through or around the hall. He sniffed the ground looking for the scent of anyone that managed to get by before. The man would have had to get by his own trap to set up others and hide their stuff. 

[MrDoctorDo]

What fresh hell was all of this?...Aevus had wasted no time with entering. There was no time to address the other souls who had arrived. No time to ascertain the purpose behind this game of mysteries. Though the note had implied as much; Aevus was genuinely surprised to find that the culprit possessed as much flare as was put into his threat. An arena? Really? Kiti's life was on the line, and this faceless name was looking to make sport of it. This...this struck the him deeply. There was not much in his life of personal value. Even his person, the memories that defined him, were tattered and worthless. That cat, though. It was the one source of identity that he never felt any distance from. Maybe he couldn't remember who he really was...but he could remember that his pet needed him. As a caretaker, he had purpose.

This person was threatening to take that away. Only now did he truly begin to feel how much of a wound that would be. This thought made his grip tighten. Knuckles going white as he clenched his Zanpakuto with new fury. Yet, for all the rage that brewed in his veins...his anger was nothing compared to that of the human. Some nameless man screaming about his own lost possession. A poor soul who nearly tasted Aevus burning wrath. The only thing staying his blade? The monitor that flickered with life in front of the screaming man. Its dim light and strange symbol drew too much attention. Raised too many questions. In the moment of uncertainty sparked by the screen, the Shinigami overheard the man's pleas. Overheard a very familiar anger that cursed the malicious pranksters threats. With this hesitation the newcomers were spared an unnecessary foe. It would even appear that they gained a new ally. Or, would have gained.

Whomever the devil behind this place really was, he had made his intention clear. The group was going to provide entertainment to him. The first event for tonight's viewing pleasure, a hallway and far placed door. Already cutting his eyes at the straightforwardness of the challenge, he quickly sensed danger. There was no way to know exactly what sort of trap their gamemaster had put into play, so he...-screeeCRASH-. The party looked on as the hallway collapsed. Not haphazardly, but by sinister design. No sooner had their new, savage friend proceeded down the forlorn path. As expected, there was little more than a puddle of the human left. Sp these were the stakes? Failure meant death, and nonparticipation meant the loss of something most precious. Neither were acceptable to Aevus. It would fill him with such spite to have to participate in a spectacle with such penalties. Fortunately, the boy didn't have to struggle with any such moral crisis. In fact, Aevus didn't have to struggle at all...

The young Shinigami suddenly came to a halt, as though all thoughts in his mind were blacked out at once. In reality, the dimness was not the consequence of dumbstruck. It was the birth of dark thoughts. Starring forward, his blue eyes reflected red. All that blood caught in the smasher. All that flesh and and gore...being crushed and squished over and over by the walls' repetitive slams. It drew the attention and focused the thoughts. All the body managed to do, was stand silently for but a second. Then, without a warning, his head popped up. Alert. At attention...as though something severe had instantly revitalized his cognition. Watching the performance continue, there came a strange sound from the Soul Reaper. One that not might not fit the situation. It started low, as if building in his chest, but quickly began to pour from his lips. It was laughter. Unsilence. Uncontrolled. Not giggling or chuckling or sarcastic derision. No, full on laughter! Right in tune with the smashing, would come the laughing. Smash, laugh. Smash, another laugh.

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Seeing as the walls crashed every three seconds or so, it would be two minutes exactly before he moved again. Looking around, the Shinigami saw that he had been joined by the two other participants. They were all observing the misfortune. Yet...they weren't laughing. To this he looked confused, holding out his left hand to point at the hallway ahead. Pointing out the mess that was being flattened and spread over and over again. Pointing at the fact that the walls kept going! Well beyond excess! Just smashing and smashing! It was nonsense, and it was hilarious! Why weren't they laughing?! If someone caught on to the comedy, then he would nod his head in an acknowledgement. An unspoken, "Am I right!" If no one did join in, he would look back and forth between them both very hastily, then roll his eyes with a sigh. Whoever it was that was behind this had a taste for the outrageous. That was commendable. At least their lives weren't being threatened by a boring person! They really knew how to...hammer in a joke. Moving on.

”Well then my common allies. Shall we get started?” Blue eyes turned to the walls that were crashing forward. Noting their distance from the ceiling above. 2.43 meters. Strangely coincidental. ”Can't go through. Can't go around...invited to go over.” With a smug grin growing on his handsome face, he nodded towards the ceiling. "Who here isn't afraid of heights?" Giving it a moment, hoping someone would answer...cutting them off regardless. "Onward, fellow party go...what the?!" Holy sh*t! Did his voice just change! "How long has my arm been stuck?!" Drawing attention away from the stampers, Aevus called everyone to stare at his right arm. Paused in mid reach for the blade on his back. It was if he were trying to draw his blade, like he did outside, but couldn’t finish the job. Actually...his arm had been frozen in such a pose this entire time! It was only when he tried to draw the sword once more, for the sake o…”Well there goes the theatrics!”...yeah. Now he was just goofy looking, holding his arm behind his head like a dumb*ss. Not to mention, sounding like a chipmunk with a smoking habit. Scratchy, but high pitched. ”Guess there is no more point in pretending…”

With a swift reach of his hand, the young Shinigami slapped himself in the face. Wait...what. Yes, right in the middle of his outspoken brainstorm, he cut himself off. It would seem he looked quite embarrassed by something. Or perhaps he was extremely frustrated? By all accounts, this palming of the face seemed bizarre and unexpected. Sadly...the expectations only continued to fall. For Aevus' nails began to cling to his head. Their ossein tips digging into the soft, handsome skin. Without warn there was a sudden jerk, and in the fraction of a moment, a gruesome scene played out. One of ripping, tearing, and scraping flesh. It was if Aevus ripped his own face clean off, having driven his fingers beneath the epidermis. What lie below that perfect skin? Was it muscle and sinew? Had he striped it to the hideous bone?! Nope...but neither was the face revealed all too attractive either.

There, standing with the same pose and stance as the Aevus before, was now a maskless Mika. Face still dripping with the gooey adhesive he'd used to keep the graft in place. The places where the former mask had bonded most with Mika’s flesh, the skin appeared a strange...golden color. The rest of the face was covered with a dark black that favored the color of most mascaras. Was this preening little punk really wearing women’s makeup? Someone would need to get close to tell. Either way, his face was all but blackened out by...whatever he used. Looking nothing like the handsome man before. Even those lovely blue eyes popped loose, being nothing more than colored contacts. More unsettling than the color shift...were the extremely constricted pupils. The boy had the sort of focus...that threatens lunacy.

"Less than an hour in...and the receptors give out. Unacceptable!" What was once the rather soothing tone of a calm young man, was now replaced with a slightly more grating speech. Whoever this new fellow was, his demeanor quickly faded from what it had been. Throwing down the mask with a pout, this new Shinigami reached to take hold of them paralyzed arm. Gripping it tightly at the elbow, he began to twist and churn until he wretched the limb right off. Clean off! Doing so revealed a cadre of wires and pads mimicking those of a defibrillator. Small sparks, like static, sprang from the revealed tech. As soon as the attachment was separated from his body and reiatsu, the arm seemed to lose coloration and texture. It was a quick discovery for the other party goers, that this was a prosthetic arm. "An arm that can't even draw a blade...psh." It seemed the transformation wasn’t quite done. Sure, the face was off and the arm was missing again, but there was a bit more “comfy” that Mika had to achieve.

Drawing his arms, both the real and the fake, into his Shihakusho; Mika let the black robes fall. Now he was stripping?! Nope...he was just crawling out of the other robes. The “Aevus” robes. Revealing that he was much scrawnier than previously implied. Underneath those traditional black robes had been the white shirt...only it wasn’t a sode. It was a SRDI lab coat. Pulling it out of his Hakama, allowing it to drape as normal; Mika finally looked the part of Gotei researcher. The role this situation really needed. ”Now then…” Spitting out pearly white dentures. Revealing his smoke tarnished, overbite having grin. Heh, his smile might look catty, if his teeth weren’t so mousy. ”Let’s see if these walls are electric, combustion...or other.” Looking around to all the walls nearby...examining them with a slowly growing rage. The grip on his separated arm growing tighter and tighter with hate. ”What mortal room...doesn’t...have...A POWER OUTLET?!”

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The voice spoke once again from what looked like to be an intercom system from above the smashing walls. The voice was filled with rage as he saw that the shingami that was Avus was replaced by another who had a detachable arm. Screaming out loud the voice filled the room. “WHO THE HELL ARE YOU? I PLANNED ON HAVING THAT GRUMPY SHINGAMI IN THIS NOT YOU..... OH WELL.... “ The voice calmed down a bit as it spoke.” I guess you will do what ever...... I'm still mad so now you all have a time limit PUPUPUPUPU. Hmmm you all have thirty seconds to get across now. PUPUPUPUPUP have fun.”


As the voice stopped a timer showed up across the room where the door was slowly counting down from thirty to zero. A wall fell behind them covering the exit, the wall was spiked and slowly started to move towards them trying to push them into the smashing walls. If they didn't act quick they would be killed in this first room. “Better hurry up or I’ll be cleaning you guys off the walls.” The walls that were colliding started to smash into one another at an even faster rate, every second the walls came together and pulled apart.

(OOC sorry for the shit post not much happened>_> each post will count as ten seconds so you guys have three rounds if you guys want to draw it out.)

[Nonna Urban ☭]

What in the flying fuck is this apeshit?! Nonna would look around as the walls were coming to a close, before all that her comrade took a different shape. This was clearly a cluster fuck already. She sighed and thought of solutions for ten seconds. Bullshit and bullshit just came through. She looked at the high walls and their ledges... Hmmm, Nonna was quite fit and able to balance herself on stuff like that. She thought hard on the situation and the risks but she only had thirty seconds to act or else it could be her end. Do this now, or die for nothing.

Nonna quickly runs over and squats down. She pushes herself up and jumps, flying high enough to catch herself on the ledge. She'd slowly pull herself up with two hands on top of each other, trying to balance herself on the 6 inches of panel walls. She'd make her way up, balancing on the wall very carefully like a professional gymnastic. Sweat, was just rushing her face... She was taking on one of the riskiest things ever. She could be called suicidal for doing this! She'd make her footsteps very gentle and slow as she begins and attempts to make her way across. Time was rushing her and she needed to get across.

Luckily, she had one advantage if she had to fall back, Bringer Light. It works if both her feet are on a surface she has her feet on. She could easily do it now but it could be risky and draining to her energy. She needed everything she had in order to make this work. Her face was red as she thought of death hitting her soul. She didn't want to go in a pulp like the idiot did before her. She'd slowly make her way to try to make it. Praying for the worst not to happen. The worst part was, if those walls began to move, she'd be screwed probably. The pressure was on her.