Beginning of the Journey [Easy, DE, Select Participants]

[Shizuka Sanamizu ✮]

"Golden Magic Bands? Oh, like the one Satsujun wanted me to use! Yeah, since I've been here before, I just told him I'd use my old one. But he insisted I take the golden one anyway, so it's in my bag."

Shizuka just assumed he was giving her an extra Magic Band, so she politely declined his original offer to use it. He seemed so pushy when he instructed her to bring the golden one regardless, so the Fullbringer had packed it away with her other things inside her bag. She didn't think much of it at first. Now Kazura was telling her that it was? How could a Magic Band be so important around there parks aside from paying for stuff, holding tickets, keeping fast passes, or whatever else they normally did? The technology was really cool, but it was meant to be simple. What was he talking about?

"They don't exist? But then how are you using yours?"

Shizuka walked with Kazura over towards the exit of the park (or, rather, the entrance) to board a bus that brought them to the monorail. Using this, they would be able to reach Magic Kingdom. The bus rides could be pretty boring, but Shizuka kept bugging Kazura about any information he knew since her own CEO refused to give her anymore notes than what she already had. After mentally rolling her eyes, she took notice of the bus stopping at the station to board the monorail and led Kazura to it. The trip was short but nice since there was so much to look at along the way, and Cinderella's Castle came into full view. Magic Kingdom was definitely the best park.

"Where do you think we need to go?" Shizuka asked, looking around at all of the stores around her.

[Ryunosuke Hamada]

Ryunosuke glanced at Tsaj, and then at Niraja. Something about them felt off. They were like the creepy twins from the Shining, except instead of talking in unison their...souls. Their souls were in harmony with each other, throwing off an identical reiatsu signature. These two were probably drift compatible or some shit. "Sup." He said, tilting his head in a well practiced nod. He was cool with casual conversation, to a kinda concerning degree. There was that one time he'd called Kuroi bro....

"Similar to Las Noches, huh?" There was an edge to Ryu's voice, but it wouldn't be for the reason that Tsaj might expect. "Funny, I was just chatting with someone about another group in Hueco Mundo. You ladies wouldn't happen to know a shitbag named Col Arana, would you?" Obviously this was a place of safety, but Ryunosuke still had an intimidating demeanor to him, even without actually being able to act upon it.

But as she kept talking, he started to realize that "Wait, fuck, you can't be Escudo. What the hell are you?" They were too....they had hearts. And weren't impulsive enough. Not in the same way that...his thoughts were interrupted by a searing headache. Right. He had to not think about that. Those parts of his brain weren't his, and were carefully guarded, rendering them hostile to access. "Regardless, Sargon is a shithead. And luckily, now I outrank him. Sorry he kinda ruined Las Noches for you, but I sure don't blame you for that decision."

"I'm Ryunosuke. In your time, Cuarta Espada. Now, I've moved up a bit in the world." He flashed a disarmingly charming smile. Right as he was about to ask them their names, the Disney Employees started walking through, and giving their almost robotic spiel. He shrugged, and cocked his head towards Tsaj: "Interested in hitting that up?"

[Tsajara Dread]

Nira paused. Holy fuck, a real live arrancar who spoke her language?! Immediately she took a liking to the man, and a lecherous smile crossed her features as she turned and playfully elbowed Tsaj in the side, nodding in Ryu's direction as some silent conversation occurred between the both of them. Of course Tsaj only had to take one look to know what the little cretin was thinking. Calmly taking her hand, she took the back of Nira's head and promptly shoved her to the side, the smaller woman's face promptly smacking into a nearby pole as they then toppled to the ground, the girl still snickering to herself, clearly not in the least bit bothered.
"Fuckin worth." She giggled to herself. To which Tsaj simply rolled her eyes before her attention shifted back to the man.

She was not particularly intimidated by that sharp... tone. She doubted it was about her. Arrancar were always a little leery of the unfamiliar. What DID surprise her was his sudden shift. He seemed to suddenly doubt himself, and she found herself smiling a little, even as Nira busied herself by crawling along the ground and sniffing the floor, finding a dropped hotdog and then tossing it into a nearby trash tin. So he had come to be under the assumption that Heuco Mundo was not as... vast as he presumed. And this made that smile widen all the more. Her attention shifting only briefly as she scanned her surroundings, and her attention shifted pointedly to one of those that had come with her. A.... oh dear....

She actually paused, attention briefly shaken from Ryu as she noticed that one of the Adjuchas that had come with them was, evidently, being mistaken for some sort of dog. Naturally he was some sort of wolf, and oddly friendly even for a hollow of Las Arenas. But she definitely hadn't expected him to have children hanging off of his shoulders. Parent taking pictures as she felt a little twinge of worry. No matter how much time she spent around them, it was still... bizarre at times. Of course, once he caught her attention the adjuchas promptly set the children down and went about his way after saying goodby to the children.

Only our best and calmest.... she thought to herself.

She cleared her throat and turned her attention back to Ryu. "I believe I know to whom you are referring. I've heard the name before. Though he is spoken of more as a boogeyman than anything real. As is the organization he hails from. But no, I am not from there. I, as well as those I came with come from.... a place that is a bit more... reclusive. A place that simply seems to take in whomever doesn't really feel like they belong." She chuckled lightly. True, they had specifically brought hollows to make it very obvious what they were. a place of peace where even monsters, given enough time and progression, could come to be... civil. She paused, glancing down at that stone strung around her neck, that little shard of crystal. She thumbed it before closing her eyes.

"Ryunosuke...? Hm... no offense but, you seem a bit Gentle for a Dragon." she noted softly, eyes opening back up, and giving that usual little...jolt. She was pretty to look at. But what was most haunting was probably her eyes. Pale as the rest of her, at first glance it was a little hard to tell where the sclera stopped and her irises began. "But rest assured, my Espada. My....Segunda?" She paused, taking a moment to think as her eyes closed. "I confess I don't think we've had anyone from Las Noches since myself and Nira... I am afraid I wouldn't know who the current espada are." She paused, glancing off to the side, spotting Nira behind Ryunosuke. even without their powers, BOTH women were very...sneaky. Short of a legend, there were few who could match their skill with stealth.

A Stealth which Nira was using to check Ryu out from behind. Which caused Tsaj to narrow her eyes for thhe briefest of moments in another direction. Without giving away Nira's position she made it very clear that she didn't approve of the woman's childishness. and even in the corner of her vision she spotted the middle finger Nira had given in response.
She put back on her smile, her eyes returning to Ryunosuke. "He... is misunderstood I suppose. I cannot say I dislike him completely. Were it not for him I would be a very different woman. A much weaker woman, who probably would have never had the guts to strike out on my own." She noted softly, shrugging her shoulders before she glanced back at the espada. And that smile changed. Being a man who dabbled so much himself, Ryu would probably immediately notice a flirtatious smile when he saw one.

"A shame I had not been found by you instead. Maybe I would have stayed." She noted, and then turned her attention to the employees as they announced something going on in the Magic Kingdom. Her brows lifted as honestly she had no godly idea what Extra Magic Hours were... but when Ryu asked about investigating, and insinuated that he would like to do so together, well.... She supposed it wouldn't hurt. She gestured for him to lead the way. "I've been thinking of hitting quite a few things up." she noted, looking him in the face as, briefly, that smile flickered in again, and then her attention shifted to their surroundings. "It is a very large park after all. But I suppose having an escort would be rather nice." She smiled, promptly roping him into accompanying her, wether he had truly intended such an offer or not. As for Nira?

She was gone. So far as Ryunosuke would be concerned at least. The little harpy had slipped into the crowds, those dark, dusky bros furrowed as she began to start keeping tabs on the Disney Employees. As well as making her way toward the Magic Kingdom. When it came to spotting someone who was sneaking around, Tsaj and Nira were literally the best of the best. There was no room for improvement for their skills in the area. And they had the ability to hide from others in almost equal regard. While Dread was well... eye-catching, Nira was much more plain. And in the past few months they had come up with something of a... natural system. Tsaj was her usual self. Drawing attention, being sociable, and being well....the diplomat that Nira wasn't quite cut out to be. And Nira? Well she was making her way ahead of Tsaj and Ryu. Promptly making her way to the Magic Kingdom as quickly as she could with the expressed purpose of finding out who the 'Special Guests' were.

They never expected trouble. Nor did they anticipate any of the 'Special Guests' making too much of a ruckus. But it never hurt to be informed. For now? They were safe. This was a non-combat zone. But that was entirely under the control of the people hosting the event. Which meant that at any moment, the entire park could be turned into a... well a very unpleasant place. To that end, Nira was intent on finding out just who they would need to be dealing with should things go awry.

[Zahra]

Zahra was still at Souza's side, bothering the crap out of him. Well, she hoped that she was bothering the crap out of him. She really wanted that shiny thing that he had in his pocket. So, while she was poking and prodding him, he just casually started talking to the woman from before. She growled slightly under her breath while he completely ignored her and talked to this woman.

She wasn't listening, just concentrating on the shiny. She was getting rather annoyed that he wasn't even trying to get her the shiny she had asked for. So, she pulled out one of her knives and started using the butt of the knife to poke him harder. It was then he asked for the finest steak and drink for her. Maybe he didn't realize how close she was to him? He didn't have to move his head in her direction, she was standing right next to him, practically touching him.

She waited for her food and once it arrived, since they were standing in front of a table, she immediately sat down and started to eat. She ate rather quickly and after she was done, she waved towards a waiter. "GIVE ZAHRA TEN MORE STEAKS!" She watched them run off and come back quickly with the ten steaks she wanted. She greedily started to eat all of the steaks. Her location now was on Souza's left, a foot away, with Amalia being, from what she could gather, about two to three feet away.

So, while she was eating, she kept an eye on Souza's jacket, in an attempt to try to grab the shiny that was there. She was finishing up the last steak when she heard the woman say something under her breath and glance at her. With her senses over 150, Zahra flicked her ears that way and easily heard what she said. She had just called her a filthy creature. Zahra got angry. Really angry.

No one had called her that straight to her face before. Her knife was still on the table from where she had laid it down to continue eating. Her left hand was shaking from the anger. Of course, the glance was quick, but it gave Zahra a chance. In one fluid movement, she picked up the knife on the table and threw it at Amalia. She then stood up and growled at the woman. Being so close to her in the first place, she doubted she would miss hitting her.

She stood right next to Souza and without taking her eyes off the woman, said, "Shinigami, give me your shiny." She would put her hand out and wait a few seconds to see if he would hand it over. If he did, she would quickly pocket it. If he didn't, she would just put her hand to her side. She would then draw two more knives out, one for each hand and glare at this woman.

"Me no creature. Me Zahra. Call Zahra name again and see what happen. Dare you." She said this deadpan towards the woman, growling even louder now. She was showing her teeth while she growled, her tail flicking around angrily. She gave the woman a once over and made the decision that she could probably take her, she looked rather weak. Since Zahra had never used her release before, she had no concept of how a release could make someone stronger. But, in this place, none of them could release in the first place, so it put them all on an even playing field.

[✱Paiva "Amalia" Vollbrecht✱]

Amalia's plump lips pursed before widening into a grin. She raised her hand and caught the knife Zahra had thrown in her direction. She held her hand in the position which caught knife and turned her head, staring directly at Zahra. Amalia straightened her posture and crossed her legs before drawing the knife closer to her face. Closely examining the knife, her grin widened as she released a throaty chuckle. "You'd be wise to better conceal your intent upon attacking, especially if your intent is to surprise the target. I could sense your anger from over here. As a matter of fact, it felt more like a dog breathing heavily down my neck than prickly jabs or the seldom electric jolts.  But..." She trailed off as she continued to examine the knife thrown at her by Zahra, delicately moving it between her fingers. "...the more I think of it, the more it makes sense for that sensation to be projected by you." 

Amalia laughed softly as she connected her gaze with Zahra's. Dismissing her growls with a flick of her wrist, she pointed the knife to the various costumed figures standing ominously in the background. "Save your growling for someone else." She stated with cool indifference. "Did you happen to see those costume wearing freaks looming behind you? Perhaps you noticed them trailing each of us wherever we travel? No?" She said, her condescension thickly layering each word and gesture. She used the knife to circle the air, designating each of the guards she referenced a moment ago. 

"As much as I would love to watch the life drain from your eyes, it wouldn't be satisfying enough to deserve being confronted by those goons. They don't take kindly to even a modicum of violence, which is likely why they are looming so closely. That and why they restricted our reiatsu." She abruptly stabbed the knife into the table and reached her hand to the other chair and grabbed her clutch. "My initial instinct was right, wasn't it? I did say we could help one another, and I think we just did. Of course, as I equally expected, my contribution would be of greater value." She snapped her finger and motioned to her chair, which a waiter promptly pulled back as she lifted her body. She walked past Zahra and toward the exit. As she causally walked away, she calmly added. "It would be a shame for you to aggress and have them place a muzzle on you... How humiliating that would be." She laughed softly before she looked back at Souza. "Aren't you planning on escorting me to this 'Magic Kingdom' we are being asked to venture to? I truly hope as much." She glanced at Zahra for a moment and delivered a sweet, but villainous smile. "I do love your fur..."

[Souza Kuchiki]

Souza saw Amalia's certainty of her ability to kill, along with her cruelty, for what they were. They were what she had learned to promote not only her survival, but also her happiness in the world. He did not, for even a second, agree with her attitude, nor did he cease remembrance that she was an enemy, and an especially dangerous one. But, she was very beautiful, and Souza had always had quite a weakness for that sort of thing. He made a mental note to keep Zahra safe somehow. As Amalia stood and prepared to exit, Souza stood as well, leaving money for their meal on the table. Along with this, he left that very shiny Kuchiki coin which Zahra had wanted. "The Shiny."

Hopefully this might create some distance between the two of them before a fight emerged and they were both kicked out by the guards. Or, more than likely, Amalia would seek to play innocence with passivity and Zahra would be thrown out. Perhaps that was actually the better call, come to think of it. Well, time would tell soon enough. Souza, with a confident smile, marched up to Amalia and took her by the arm with a smile. He had the confidence to assume physical contact without hesitation, and his stature was completely straight and at ease as he did. Because even if she'd had her powers? He would have been safe. Souza was, at the very least, very secure and confident in his own ability to fight.

...And he wasn't even sure she wanted to fight to the death. He was quite sure that he was quite charming, after all. Thus, taking her by the arm to walk her out and toward their new destination, Souza beamed at her. "Of course," he said. "I would be more than happy to accompany you there." At that proximity, she'd fully detect his perfume and note how subtle and intricate it was. How expensive it must have been. How gaudy Souza was for using it. Up close, his outfit did display very precise attention to detail in literally every woven thread, and he didn't have a single hair out of place. To be perfectly groomed was one of the most well known traits of any Kuchiki. They could do it in mere minutes. All of them.

"Try not to be swept off of your feet too quickly..." Souza warned. "It should be a shame to dirty that dress that looks so lovely on you."

[Kyomei Kuchiki]

Everyone had arrived at Cinderella's Castle, Magic Kingdom, Disney World, Florida, USA, Earth, Universe of the Living.

The parade began normally as it did every other day, but when it reached its climax, someone pointed at the top of the castle. "Oh no, he's going to jump!" Everyone's attention was directed at the top of the castle, but few would notice that the person who pointed and shouted suddenly vanished in a puff of black smoke after moving everyone's attention. Something was off, but the person standing at the top of the castle was an important figure to look at. Because the castle was so tall, nothing could be ascertained as to the nature of the person on top, not even the gender was clear, causing some to be suspicious of the voice who no longer was there...

Murmuring could be heard throughout the small crowd as the figure waved their arms for attention, then took a flying swan dive off of the top. Gasps and screams left the lips of some of the onlookers and some spiritual figures moved quickly to intercept the jumper, but as soon as he hit the ground his disappeared into a puff of smoke. Smoke that grew like a wildfire and spread over the entire crowd. Everyone, including the powerful Ryunosuke and Amalia, would be hit by this spiritual smoke and find themselves drifting off into sleep.

How had he avoided the reiatsu dampeners? How did he have the strength to overpower even the strongest of technique masters? How did he disappear in smoke? Why, he used the power of dreams... Everyone who was worth anything would awake where they had been standing before, but in a world that was much different. It was like they had stepped into Alice's Wonderland with twisted buildings and brightly colored mushrooms and animals of all shapes and sizes walking around on two legs. A truly remarkable image, but they'd find they didn't even have the strength to move just yet...

Ryunosuke Hamada, Souza Kuchiki, Shizuka Sanamizu, Kazura Kuchiki, Zahra, Amalia Vollbrecht, Tsajara Dread, and Niraja Sjane... All of them would see a chair with their name on it surrounding a massive round table with a globe at the center. There were other chairs and other people already seated, but the names wouldn't be seen by these eight. By some unknown power they would be drawn into their chairs and just held there with a powerful force. Looking around, they would see only a single empty chair that looked a little charred... But apart from that, there was still a sight to see. Sitting on top of the globe was a man that some of them may recognize.

The Walt Disney himself.

He was juggling a few lumps of rock idly with one hand, manipulating their souls so they would just rotate in a circle without him needing to move a muscle. Of course the man of a million dreams was a powerful fullbringer with longevity. And in this day and age, it would have been suspicious of him to have continued to not age while still being so popular in the media. So he went into hiding. Thank you all so much for coming out to my birthday party. It means a lot to me, it really does. Some of you have already asked why I brought you here, and you will know now."

With a wave of his non-juggling hand, the image of a massive demon appeared behind him. Some may recognize it as a very real form of the demon from Fantasia. "You see before you my greatest enemy. One who has become more and more of a threat in recent days. This demon was borne of my nightmares, something you all might refer to as my Osen. My curse... Regardless, this demon is a very real threat and I have summoned representatives of every faction to assist me. These crystals I juggle are the key to the demon's defeat."

The crystals were thrust onto the table for all to view. Three colors of crystal now adorned the wooden table: red, white, and blue. "Rage. Peace. Harmony. These three aspects are crucial for the eradication of the demon that my nightmares created. These crystals are born in bubbles of my nightmares that are spread across the world. Bubbles like this one, except this one was born of my dreams and will never form a crystal of any worth. That is my greatest curse. I cannot enter the lands of my nightmares, so I cannot collect crystals that can reverse their effects."

With another wave of his hand, lights appeared on the globe. Two lights were strongest, but faint lights appeared in many places. "The strongest of realms are this one and the one found in the Sahara Desert where the Demon resides. These fainter lights are potential bubbles of reality that could result in a crystal being formed. These bubbles are on the edge of many paths and outside actions could shift them towards war, towards peace, towards reconciliation, or many other paths. What the events do eventually lead to will result in what crystal will form. To even challenge the Demon, I need one of each. For each more of each that I am brought, the Demon will become weaker and easier to slay."

It was at that moment that another figure entered the bubble. Hell fire spun around him as he forced his way into the Wonderland reality. Cease your prattling, Disney. Those white and blue crystals are useless and you know it. I come from the Tyrant King of Hell to give a second option over this fool of dreams. For every Crystal of Rage that we are brought, we will give you more strength so that you could take down he who would oppose the king on your own power.

Two Factions, Three options... One could always keep the crystals for themselves...

SPOILER: Click to show

I wanted to have an OOC without ruining my dramatic ending of the post.

This thread isn't finished! You can react to everything and choose your faction here if you desire. It won't lock your Faction into the Event Faction but will decide what missions your character receives at the beginning. Due to the nature of Adventures (this intro took 2 months to get to the big reveal!) this Event may take ages, so there will be lots of opportunities for many adventures and many betrayals of sides and side switching. All in all, let's have fun! We have tried to have a War of sorts before, but it didn't ever work out. I hope to change that.

I'll be hosting many Reality Bubbles, but feel free to PM me if you'd like to host one as well! I'll give you more details as the event continues! For now, just have fun in a neutral zone to continue discussions and interactions. Reiatsu is still sealed, and Walt and the Unknown Herald are more than powerful enough to shut any combat down.

[✱Paiva "Amalia" Vollbrecht✱]

Seething beneath the surface, Amalia can no longer contain her irritation. "This entire situation is beyond absurd. You bring us here, block our reiatsu, and have us followed by fools in costumes only to ask for our assistance? Such insolence!" Amalia pursed her lips as she moved in her chair, staring directly at Walt Disney. "Your situation must be pretty unmanageable for you to employ such elaborate subterfuge, knowing all too well that none of us would have come here on our own volition. You employ trickery and deception, which normally I can respect, but not when I am made to experience it." Amalia gestured to Disney and the mysterious man standing beside him. "Clearly you and your friend here are quite formidable, so why not resolve the problem yourselves. Leave me out of it!" She stated boldly. 

Amalia wriggled in her chair, her discomfort growing. She tightened her fists and angrily spoke each word slowly and with emphasis. "I want my powers back!" She glared at Disney, a terrible fire burning from within her eyes. "You can't very well expect me to provide any assistance without my powers. I've slain many dragons in my time, what makes this creature any different? And precisely how do you anticipate these fucking crystals assisting you in eliminating a threat you are solely responsible for? It is remarkable how one person expects several others, of whom he does not know, to correct his mistake." She looked At Souza and the others, her gaze demanding they match her rage. 

"Are you seriously going to sit here and tolerate such mockery? He drags us here and expects us to fight for him. He asks for our help, but treats us like prisoners. Souza?" She said with a tinge of desperation in her voice. "You can't be pleased about this, can you? How about you, Espada? I imagine someone of your position doesn't take kindly to lies and demands." Amalia's irritation was steadily increasing. Her rage was expected, as much has happened since they arrived and much is now being expected of them. 

For Amalia, the notion of putting herself at risk for something that does not benefit her is meaningless. If there were significant benefits to helping either of them, she would certainly entertain the idea, though under normal circumstances. Her rage was fueled by the sense that she was made a fool of, which means humiliating his majesty. How could his Majesty's power, which flows through her, be negated by such an intolerable man. It was blasphemous! It was unacceptable! Amalia inhaled deeply and stared at the strange messenger. "Do you truly offer power in exchange for assistance?"

Amalia was still without her reiatsu, which means she was practically defenseless. She hated it, but this wretched old man was holding all the cards. That and he possessed details about all related matters. She needed that information if she was to escape from this place with her life. With information came power, she knew that. She was now contemplating how to best approach the situation, so not to make further enemies. "What an absolute circus, this whole fucking place. If I had my powers I would not hesitate to obliterate this entire place. I need to get them back, which means playing along..." She thought to herself, attempting to reduce her anger. 

[Tsajara Dread]

What a ride indeed. How unfortunate that it had come to such an abrupt end at that. Both Nira and Dread woke up in that strange little dream world. They looked to one another, silently conversing through looks alone, until the both of them were forced into their respective chairs. And before their very eyes, the man of a thousand dreams spoke and explained his situation. But even MORE intriguing, one of the other guests. Paiva Amalia Vollbrecht, at least as her chair already spelled out. The woman broke out into a rage after Walt's own little explanation and request. A rage that seemed to well up almost out of nowhere.

Well.... almost nowhere. The woman made it so very clear what she wanted: Her powers. And a reward. She shouted, she fumed, she looked to others for validation of her anger. It was almost like seeing a babe crying on the floor. It felt helpless. It wanted something that it liked to help it feel better. and it simply wailed, and continued to look to those around it for comfort.
Tsaja could not help the soft, calm smile that slid across her features. It was a comforting smile, and one that seemed almost... adoring, as it shifted in the direction of the names. She was intrigued to find out these names, even if she didn't recognize any, before finally her attention slid it's way back to Paiva.

"I do believe... that we were invited here. Not forced here, young lady." Came that soft, cool voice of hers, gently gripping her chair as the woman's pale visage fixated on the quincy. "You had no obligation to attend this event. We were asked here, invited here to enjoy ourselves. And really, I highly doubt that this clever young man here." Those eyes affixed to walt disney himself, as that arrancar smiled all the wider. Dread was a gorgeous woman. It was an alien beauty. But she did not look young. Her voice, her expressions, they all spoke to her great age, as if she were some timeless gem.

No doubt she would infuriate Paiva. But that was the ritter's insecurity to deal with, and was of no concern to Dread.

"Well, I simply don't believe that he would be sending us to our deaths. If he wished us executed, I can't help but feel there would be more blades to our necks while we were in these chairs yes?" She reasoned to Paiva. "So that means that we will either be given our powers during these little excusrions, OR that given these little...stones." Her eyes fixed to the rocks. " Are fixed in little bubbles of dreams. We will not need our powers. Of course... there is at least one valid point that you have brought up young lady..." Dread trailed off. Naturally she was indirectly chiding Paiva. But old as she was, she was not stubborn. She would concede that the woman was correct in some regard. Even the greatest of fools still often brought up good points.

Those pale, white eyes locked once again on Disney. Even as she checked on Nira using her peripheral. The smaller woman was presssed back into her chair. Watching...quietly. With dread taking up all the attention, that little minx was doing her job. Sizing up the others at the table. Dread's smile softened a bit as she moved from addressing the young lady quincy, to the host of this little party.
"First and foremost: Happy Birthday dear." She noted with that bright smile of hers, and that weird motherly voice that came along with everything she said. "But s the young lady brought up. You have not been very....specific as to why we should assist you. You state that this demon of yours is confined to these spheres of nightmares.

I can only deduce that either A: This beast is coming close to some means of escaping the cage of dreams. Or B: It is coming to some way to use this world of dreams in order to hurt people in some way. One of those would only really effect the world of the living and Soul society. As well, very few, if any, hollows dream or sleep." She noted lightly. Shifting slightly. She had no visible trace of being an arrancar. Frankly the only one of her pair that showed even their mask fragment was Nira, and they were such very tiny things, the earrings along the ridge of her ear, that they were hard to identify as being part of a mask fragment. So for the time being, those present with the exception of ryuunosuke, and perhaps Zahra, given her sense of smell, would be able to discern that she was an arrancar. Which she hoped to take advantage of, seeing as her kind was rarely listened to.

"If neither is the case, and this monster is simply some bad itch you need to get off of your chest. I'm afraid I can't really...." Her eyes shifted to the side and she almost sighed aloud. Nira Sjane had been seated next to Zahra. And the young lady was fighting with all of her might, struggling silently in her chair as she tried valliantly.... to reach out and pet Zahra.
Dear King of the Sands... give her strength...
Closing her eyes, rolling them behind her eyelids, she opened them back up.

"I'm afraid I must insist that this effort be placed in others beyond me and my guests here. If there is no threat to anyone, then we have no interest in the matter at present. But, if this thing does indeed pose a threat to harmony..." She paused, that tone suddenly going very cold and hard. "Well... where my associates and I are from. Those who disrupt the peace are dealt with. And so indeed, we would have no qualms with assisting you in this manner." She noted with a gentle nod, her eyes only briefly scanning the other guests, holding briefly on the humans present, and of course Ryunnosuke. Paiva and Souzen? She simply looked past as if they weren't even there.

She knew the smell of young hens with fluffed up feathers when their stench cared to irk her nostrils. It was better simply not to interact with them unless it was necessary. After all, she and Nira were practically dressed like monks or nuns. It was not at all hard to believe that she had no patience or will to pay attention to those who puffed themselves up with money and pretty feathers.

And of course, Nira still attempted to pet Zahra, silently, stealthily. Those bright yellow eyes yearning. Let her pet the puppy dammit!

[Ryunosuke Hamada]

See, Ryu was used to strange shit. He could accept mysterious strangers wielding unfortunate amounts of power, he could accept being tricked into a position where someone ambushed him, he could deal with a whole bunch of things. But you know, this was it. This was the line he just could not fucking tolerate. He could not fucking deal with Walt fucking Disney slipping him a goddamn Mickey (jesus christ that pun hurt) and then revealing that he was not only a spiritual being, but also a cursed one?

"What the actual goddamn flying fuck is this piece of shit nonsense?" he slurred, as he slowly woke up from the knockout smoke. Walt began to monologue but all Ryunosuke could think of was the fish and chips he had eaten earlier in the day. Maybe they'd gone bad? Maybe he was hallucinating? How would he explain this acid trip nonsense to Satsujun? He could probably literally get fired for trying to explain the past thirty minutes to the King of Las Noches.

Luckily, Walt continued explaining himself, as...was that Chernabog? Jesus christ. Chernabog was a manifestation of Walt Disney's Osen. That was it. Ryunosuke officially gave up, and just accepted all of this. This was too stupid, too wacky, to be fantasy. No way he could make this up. Three colors of crystals, instrumental to defeating Disney's Osen, representing three aspects of Rage, Peace, and Harmony. Man, two of those felt kinda....really strange for Ryunosuke to even consider. Especially given some of his recent revelations regarding the true nature of his reiatsu. 

But as he glanced over, and saw Tsaj taking a harmony crystal, Ryunosuke felt a pang of regret. Redemption. However Tsaj was calming herself, whatever the exact mechanics of it, Ryunosuke had to envy it to some degree. After all, she broke the cycle of Arrancar and Hollow violence. She found the way to become acceptable, and in a way that affected her soul deeply. Ryu? Ryu just got good enough at lying to himself and everyone around him, and managed to make it seem like he was normal. 

But as another figure entered the bubble, Ryunosuke's goal was set. A demon, a powerful one, disregarding Peace and Harmony in favor of rage. Advocating Hell's way of ending the problem, which was unstoppable power and Rage, and cutting Disney out of the picture entirely in favor of just beating this shit out of Chernabog themselves. Ryu nodded sagely, gave the demon a thumbs up, and wandered over to the crystals. "Sorry..." He began. To Hell? To Disney? To Tsaj?

"Tell Kuroi he can eat an entire bag of lemons." Ryunosuke flipped off the demon, and took a Harmony orb. "Las Noches' representative formally chooses to work with this old loon, alongside other factions, pursuing Harmony above Rage and Peace. So you Pit Lords can fuck off and go back to whatever shitweasel circus you came from." He cocked his head towards Tsaj, smiled, then looked at Disney. "What's next? Or do I need to wait for the rest of these losers to pick a side?"

[Kyomei Kuchiki]

"No, I will not release the reiatsu dampeners. It's for the safety of all here, given representatives from many warring factions are present. So if you will calm down enough to be patient, I'll simply let you out of here and you can go on your way. You don't have to accept my challenge. The Vandenreich can lose out on the opportunity to assist against a threat bigger than they are and they'll lose out on any thanks that come as a result. As for your powers... once you leave this safe zone they would be restored anyways."

Walt spoke very matter-of-factly towards Amalia, being very focused on the issue rather than the insults she slung at him. He was, after all, Walt Disney, who had inspired millions of children with his fantastical works. He stayed calm throughout her swearing and fussing and just plainly revealed the truth. If she would just calm down and offer her support to him, she could leave and quest for crystals with her powers fully restored. He just needed to enforce a safe zone for all factions to join at without threat of mass violence... Though violence had already been attempted between Zahra and the Quincy... His methods weren't perfect, after all, since he was just human.

The Demon is more than just a threat to the land of the living. He grows strong enough to strain the bars in which he is ensnared and is capable of exerting his will on the outside area. But that is not the point. The point is that he does not obey any master. Does not submit, like the foolish Espada... Regardless of your actions, in the end you will need more power and you will return to me, begging for my help. And I will give it as long as the crystals I need are brought to me.

[Shizuka Sanamizu ✮]

Having been so quiet from before, Shizuka sat silently in her chair and studied the others around her. A familiar face was nearby, but she didn't recognize anyone else. One person looked awfully similar to someone she knows, but she could not recall why she thought that. Despite her train of thought, a small smile was pasted on Shizuka's face. This was her resting face because she always tried to give off a relatively friendly first impression. The only reason why she wouldn't be smiling would be if anyone around her was a Shinigami or something, but she was probably fine. She didn't want to let it bother her.

Amongst all of the craziness around her, the Fullbringer refused to get too distracted by the strange appearance of this world. She was fairly used to weird things after everything she's been through, but some stuff could still be surprising. The only thing that surprised her at all about this was the man standing before them, manipulating some beautiful crystals with what she recognized as a form of Soul Command. That meant he must've been a Fullbringer, too, confusing her a bit. She recognized this man for some reason, and when she forced herself to think about it more, she realized why this was.

"Walt Disney!"

She remembered! Shizuka actually did a research project on this man years ago when she was in grade school. The paper was about six pages, which was a lot for a sixth grader. He looked like he was doing good and not dead at all. Why didn't she know about him? She kept up with the files of practically all of the world's Fullbringers. Xcution had access to information like that, especially because they're constantly doing recruitment searches. If someone catches their eyes, Shizuka gets sent out to test their abilities. That's just how that works. So seeing Walt Disney here, in the flesh, was a miracle! Seriously, how was he not dead?

Truth be told, she was also kind of ignoring everyone talking around her. Kazura hadn't said a word and Shizuka followed his example. She simply watched everyone else as Disney explained his problem, then immediately made the decision to help him. She knew it was probably the right thing to do, even though she was kind of entertained at the idea of helping out a demon. She shook the thought from her mind as fast as she could, though, knowing it wasn't too smart. After glancing over everyone around her one more time, she simply smiled back again at Walt Disney, agreeing to help him however she can.

[Souza Kuchiki]

"This entire situation is beyond absurd. You bring us here, block our reiatsu, and have us followed by fools in costumes only to ask for our assistance? Such insolence! Your situation must be pretty unmanageable for you to employ such elaborate subterfuge, knowing all too well that none of us would have come here on our own volition. You employ trickery and deception, which normally I can respect, but not when I am made to experience it. Clearly you and your friend here are quite formidable, so why not resolve the problem yourselves. Leave me out of it! ... Are you seriously going to sit here and tolerate such mockery? He drags us here and expects us to fight for him. He asks for our help, but treats us like prisoners. Souza?"

Souza was amused by Amalia's reaction. Put in a disadvantageous position such as this, she lost her head. Though he found her attractive, Souza recognized that there was a very high chance that they would engage in combat in future. He decided to remember this subtle mental weakness of hers, using his analytic prowess to simply take in everything that was happening. There was also an Arrancar, and one quite sure of herself, far calmer than Amalia was. But... That Arrancar was not a threat. Souza could tell who the strongest of Disney's guests in this room were with a quick survey, and it was clear to him also who did not pose a threat.

More importantly, however, was recognizing that he was in the same disadvantageous position as Amalia. No powers, seated in some chair with many others, and somehow forced into this room against his will despite having come to the amusement park voluntarily. Because he wasn't sure how the best way to handle himself would be, Souza remained stoic for most of this exchange, paying attention to words said by everyone present. And, more importantly, he took inventory of who was present. There was a Fullbringer here, probably from Xcution judging by the outfit choice. Souza wondered vaguely if she was versed in techniques like Ken. If not, then regardless of her allegiances she wasn't a concern or a credible threat.

He kept track of the Arrancar, too. An Espada no less, and one seemingly quite disloyal to Kuroi Naito. Now that... That would be useful to remember. Plus, that power.. An Espada with frighteningly high reiatsu strength... This guy was on par with Kyomei. His sheer power even rivaled or perhaps shamed Amalia, whom Souza had sensed a huge amount of spiritual power from. This was surely indication of the validity of a thesis paper that Souza had been working on recently, in fact. The unstable spiritual conditions of the last two centuries was leading more and more powerful, unstable spirits to come into existence and flourish. Soon they would be a dime a dozen if Souza's calculations were correct.

And, there were also the other two... Disney, and some monstrosity... Some abomination. And they offered two vastly different choices. While Souza enjoyed the idea of becoming more powerful, he didn't for a second think that gaining power practically for free from some random entity was a good idea. It was better to achieve power for himself. If others gave it to him, they would expect something in return... And, he might accidentally put himself within their sphere of power influence too. No, Disney was by far the safer option. He couldn't tell yet who was the morally just, as he knew nothing of these two other than their face value words.

So, Souza chose to simply pick a side and see where it took him. His first decision flowed with utmost pragmatism. But... That was when Souza noticed two things. First, the Fullbringer and the Espada both wanted to assist Disney. That was dangerous in itself. Putting two of Soul Society's enemy factions together on one team couldn't bode well if they decided that cooperation actually suited them. On the other hand, Souza also noticed a young man he had encountered years ago and gotten into quite a dispute with. Would that man remember Souza, who now had aged quite considerably and was now an adult? At once, Souza made a quick decision.

"Kazura Uzaki," Souza said cordially, with a relaxed, in-control smile, and ignoring everyone else for the moment, with the exception of a flirtatious smile in Amalia's direction whenever she looked over at him. "It's been a while. I wish I could ask how you are, but I feel perhaps it will be most pragmatic to ask... What do you intend to do?" Though Souza had been less than agreeable the first time they met, Kazura might notice that Souza possessed a vastly different aura of reiatsu... And seemed to be a completely different person. Because the part of Souza that Kazura had met years ago, Harsh Souza, was no longer the dominant half of Souza's personality. And this much was obvious.

[Kazura Uzaki]

Kazura had simply been scanning the room, examining each and every member of the round table. There were some he knew and many that he didn't, but he held his tongue and just learned. Learned of the explosive temper of the Vandenreich Stern Ritter. Of the more calm demeanor of the curious arrancar pair. Of the Espada and where his loyalties lie. It was all very interesting. While Amalia hadn't yet voiced where her resources would be going, but most of the table voiced alliance with Disney. Souza, however, turned to the fullbringer to ask him where he would be planning on doing.

"I'll answer the question regardless. I'm well, thanks for asking. It's a pleasure to be in such company where we can talk freely. As always, my allegiance is with humanity. I trust that you'll let me study any extra crystals, Walt?" Disney shook his head at Kazura's question. "My dreams, and this demon, are not to be taken lightly. There will not be any 'extra crystals' if we are to defeat the nightmare. There may be crystals I give to those who help me so that they can accomplish my tasks, but I will not have my dreams turned into one of your experiments."

Kazura frowned, but nodded. "Understandable. I'll just have to 'earn' one of those crystals, then." The herald from hell laughed in response. Foolish human. If you side with us you'll have all the power and experiments you could ever dream of. We too are in the human business. We just deal with those you consider undesirable. Without us, your streets would bleed a hundredfold. In response, some of the minor mercenary factions and gang leaders around the table cheered. Regardless of the actions of the largest faction representatives, it seemed that some would yet side with Hell...

[Zahra]

Zahra was following the two out of wherever they were at, seething at the woman and glaring daggers at her. Though, she was happy with all the food that she was able to get from that place. She was happily full but that woman just made her angry. Though, one of the good things that happened was that she finally got the shiny that the one shinigami had. It was in her pocket right now.

She would be following them out to wherever they were going when she heard people yelling around her. She looked around and saw the man on top of the castle. People were frightened that he was going to jump, but she was curious if he was going to. She had no idea who the man was. She hadn't met many humans, if any at all, let alone her know that humans could also have power.

He then jumped. People screamed, which made Zahra cover her ears. She hated screaming and growled loudly in the hopes to get that person to shut up. But, when he reached the ground, he just disappeared. Zahra was flabbergasted. What the heck just happened? She immediately started to run towards where he disappeared and that's when the dust hit everyone. Zahra ran through it.

The next thing she knows, she wakes up in a chair. She tries to move, but can't. She lightly growls at the fact that she has no control over her body. She didn't remember walking to the chair with her name. But, the fact that she couldn't move angered her. She didn't like having no control over her body. She was a proud Beast-Clan goddamnit! She deserved to move whenever she wanted.

Everyone else was ignored while she tried to fight the chair to let her go by moving around angrily. After that didn't work, she looked to the man talking. She was only half listening but her nose picked up things around her. The man himself really didn't have anything distinctive as a smell but the other thing that just appeared smelled horrible to her nose. From that alone, she wasn't going to get close to the demon or do anything with him.

She stared at the man and started to yell. "HEY MAN ON GLOBE! ZAHRA WANT OUT OF CHAIR! GET ME OUT OF CHAIR! NOW! OR ZAHRA GET ANGRY!" She would continue to yell at Walt Disney, having no idea who the man was. She saw the crystals as nice shinies, but her getting out of the chair was way more important to her at that moment then whatever else was happening.