The Overseer Seed [DE, Medium]

[Impossible]

Impo watched with a bored face, trying, and failing, to hide the concern in his eyes for the woman. Patches of his skin started to glow a soft blue. As she was rubbing the dirt off her face however, he noticed her look at him and frown, before beginning to back up, prompting him to inch his dragon skull a little further away, but by no means letting his guard down. In fact, her reaction was strange, or at least he thought so. She wasn't hesitating in her actions, she was going on as if there was no pain, which there should have been a fair amount of.

He could feel her aura thanks to his energy sensory, and to say she had a similar shade of kindness to her as he did was an understatement. His seventh sense was telling him that she was good, that she was kind and just and deserved his empathy. That's what he was getting, but her couldn't shake the feeling that there was something off about her. Somehow she didn't notice the fact that she was missing an arm, and that concerned him. Then she started freaking out, holding her arm, and the stump of her left one, not bleeding. She muttered something about a bomb while looking at him, and though he probably wasn't meant to hear it, he still did.

Annoyance flooded his features, causing a splash of red to bloom on his face and hair, though he didn't comment. He could see how afraid she was, and that was more than enough to convince him that blowing up on her would be a poor decision if he wanted to earn her trust. Taking a deep breath, he let go of his anger, and the red faded away, leaving him as a white glowing man, with a purple right eye, and left eye that looked more like a hollow's than anything else. She wanted to know why he was there huh? "You didn't call for backup, huh? So I'm guessing that makes you the former leader of this place then?" He replied with an impassive look.

"And no, I was not called here as your backup. I'm from Uzaki Enterprise, I was called here to help with damages and whatnot, though I was told that you had the battle under control." He might have been a tad too forward in his explanation, but right now was not the time for pleasantries. He thought she was hiding something, and he wanted to know what. "Now that I'm here though, I guess I have no choice but to help you. So how about you do us both a favor and explain to me exactly what the flying f#&k happened here, okay?"

[Hebika Nara]

((Apologies for the Delay, thought we were waiting on Grodd))

KLINK!
The punctuated noise of something metal being struck as once the door was torn open by Grodd, he saw a small metal disk suddenly launched up from the ground, spinning viciously as it roase up up up, until he saw it spinning right in front of his face. And then above! The bouncing betty soared up above his head, several feet above it in fact, before it detonated, unleashing a radial spray of hard pellets in all directions. If Grodd had been a few feet taller then he would have likely had his body bisected by that vicious shranpel, and he would see lines of the stuff embedded or having simply shredded through the shed. Whatever the trap had been for, it wasn't meant for him.

But he WOULD find that the contents of the shed were largely intact, and what a cache it was! Most of it was food, rations stacked like gold bricks in a big solid cube of food and water. But not only that but there was a number of other items. Namely a small stack of four traps similar to the one that had almost murdered him, each individually stored with the instructions inscribed upon the device for deployment. Not only that but a considerable ammount of C4 was stocked up.

But, of course. Sadly, Grodd may not even know what most of this stuff even was. He had come here to either explore or hide. that said, there WAS a lot of it all cluttered together, and there was the possibility of some things hidden away. It depended on what he wanted to do from here.

---

The girl lifted her brows in response to being called the leader. A soft, derisive snort escaped her a she slowly got to her feet. "I hate to break it to you but I'm no leader. I was assigned here to wait for the hired help to come in. This place was supposed to be a rendevous point. We were going to start here, then go directly south. But as it turns out these...THINGS knew we were here." the girl hissed, viciously kicking the mushy body of a long-dead grub.It was very clear the woman had a very pronounced dislike for these creatures, but eventually she calmed herself.

"Look, I can explain more, but we gotta get the fuck outta here. We need to head south. We were gonna attack this temple these things have been nesting around. But before we knew it the entire hive was coming up here. They all started gathering us up, killing us or dragging us into that warehouse." She explained, pointing to where all the buzzing was coming from.

"That's the big threat. If we get the hell outta here while the whole army is in there, we can take out that temple!" She stated firmly, her fist slamming down.... and hitting her knee. The woman blinked, confused as to why she hadn't slammed her fist into the aplm of her other hand. It would be at that point that she looked down, and Impo would notice her gaze slowly shifting in the direction of her missing arm. and she just stared, as if unbelieving.

"M-...my arm....where..."

It didn't look like he'd be getting more answers out of her just this moment.

[Beast]

KLINK!

A trip mine went off, bouncing up in the air before sending a spray of bullets in all directions. Grodd... nearly lost his life. Thankfully, the mine was set for someone much much taller than him, so the spray of bullets went over his head and shredded bits of the shed instead. Clutching at his chest, the Shinigami felt a wave of panic wash over him. He had never had an experience move so quickly from "I'm fine" to "I just about died". The only real comparison he could make was being ambushed by the Scorpion Beast Clanswoman earlier... And that was scarring in its own right.

He slowly moved into the shed, looking for other traps but not finding any. Instead, he saw rations and more explosives. Thankfully, he could read, so he knew which boxes not to mess with. Opening a bottle of water, he began to drink from it as he tried to calm down a little and form a plan of attack. He could hole himself up in here for awhile if he wasn't sensed, but he wasn't particularly adept at hiding his spiritual presence. A simple attack could set off all of the stacks of traps and leave him a crater in the ground.

With no good pockets to carry food in, what with wearing a loincloth and all, Grodd left all of the rations intact and left the shed. He finished off his water, though, before leaving. He had to stay hydrated, of course. With the door pretty much broken beyond his ability to repair, he simply left it broke open and left the trap undone. Whoever else who wanted the cache would have full access to it now. He knew that he needed to stay away from the giant source of energy in the warehouse, still, so the only place he could really go was as stealthily as possible towards the watchtower. Time to explore some more and gain more data for Squad 3.

[Impossible]

Impo could only give the woman a slack-jawed stare, as she only now realized that she was missing her limb. Then he snapped back to reality, palming his face, groaning at the reaper. "Ugh, why do I have to always deal with these people..." He said under his breath, having dealt with several shinigami in the past like this. Patches of orange started appearing on his skin and hair, either showing the woman know how frustrated he was, or freaking her out further. Regardless, he wasn't sure she was in the best state of mind at the moment.

"Look lady, I don't know how hard you hit your head, but if you can't even notice that you've been 'disarmed', I'm not trusting you to plan out missions." He said to her sternly, which may or may not have been ruined by his pun. "You had an entire base full of fighters, and you still got wiped out. Plus, there are probably more of them then when they attacked you, if these worm-looking things are anything to go by, and even less people." He says, referencing to the bodies around the two of them, his skin gaining a few blue hues, showing his sadness about that fact.

The situation sickened him, it truly did. The smells were repugnant, repulsive, and every other negative 'R' word he could think of, and the death of so many, ghost-samurai and whatever the f%*k attacked them were, hurt him deeply, not liking to have to kill things. But this wasn't a situation they could win right now. They needed to regroup. The orange faded from his skin, replacing itself with purple. "Look, I'm pretty good at sensing energy. I can sense another one of your buddies that managed to survive. If you get on my summon behind you, we can go look for him, but after that, we need, or at least YOU, need to get out of this place." If she turned around and tried to take a swing at it, Impo would maneuver it away from her. If she agreed to get on it though, he would do the same, and fly over to where Grodd was. "The name is Impossible by the way."

[Hebika Nara]

Louder....louder....louder.
Both Grodd and Impo would hear the buzzing growing louder from the warehouse. The noise of so many beating wings seeming to roar like a tornado inside of the place, as if some unseen force (Possibly the sound of an explosive going off) had begun to rattle those inside. even despite how far away from the warehouse they were, it would become obvious that whatever was inside had been riled up, and thanks to just how sharp both men's senses were, they would be able to hear the gentle crunch of the main doors breaking, tiny bits of wood being shorn away, as if some sort of barracade on the inside of the structure were being removed.

---

The water Grodd drank was not only clean, but actually tasted pretty great, as if it had been especially treated. In any case, as he was exploring, he would notice that outside of the shed, and barring the warehouse, there really was absolutely nothing much worth picking up or retrieving. Most of the weaponry of the bodies was destroyed, clawed up, bent or otherwise twisted out of repair. Outside of a few scattered buts of scrap metal and wood, or some of the bodies if he was interested in being adventurous with what he was willing to eat, there was an alarming ammount of jack shit for him to get into. Though he would, with his keen senses, sense Impo and company in the distance.

---

The woman would glance back up, leering a little at Impo for just a moment as, apparently, he decided to be something of....well...
"You jerk of a meatball! I'm missing my GODDAMN arm!" she suddenly rounded on her, all that tiredness suddenly gone as she suddenly had an outlet for everything that had gone wrong in her day, of course it would be at that point that Impo would probably notice something rather nifty. There was a considerably smaller amount of her arm missing than there had been a moment before. It was no ridiculous ammount, and none of the bone seemed to be coming back, but that stump seemed to be rather rapidly healing over. Cool beans right?

"And I don't know about you but FUCK that warehouse! Not gonna get MY ass killed." she suddenly hissed, getting to her feet and grunting as she took just a moment to roll her shoulders, immediately turning south, away from the warehouse, and beginning to walk. "you wanna be a jerkface then fine. Details on our orders are in the warehouse you bitchface. I'm finishing the fucking mission. With or without you. so hay, maybe if you survive whatever's in the ole house of horrors over there, I'll seeya later." she sneered over her shoulder. Quite clearly irritated with Impo, only jumping slightly when the sound of an explosive echoed in the distance, courtesy of Grodd.
"Fucking ...idiots everywhere. Trip all the landmines you want, like I give a damn." she hissed through gritted teeth, pointedly walking in not a straight line, but a rather interesting little ziggzag, as if she were weaving through something.
It wouldn't be all that hard for Impo to realize what she was avoiding.

[Beast]

Not finding much to look at or retrieve, Grodd simply waited. He could sense a friendly spiritual signature in the distance, coming closer to him, as well as an unfamiliar but not hostile spiritual signature with her. Though to be fair he couldn't tell gender from the spiritual signatures, he just could feel a Shinigami presence as well as Impo's high levels of energy. They were coming towards him, so he just waited so he couldn't get into much trouble. He looked around at all the corpses around him, battered and clawed up and destroyed, and it made him a little sick. Mostly due to the stirrings of the beast inside him...

"How about just a nibble... You're hungry, right?"

Grodd shook his head and thought to the Hollow inside him. Not Hungry. Go away. The Beast didn't let up though, pestering him and keeping talking in his ear. So he did his best to hold tight to his dagger of a Zanpakutou for extra strength in conquering the pest inside him. The Beast Within was growing stronger, and bothering Grodd more and more lately with his annoying voice. That deep, brooding, angry voice was always sending a shiver down the Shinigami's back. A tingle all down his spine which was quite unpleasant. Finally, Grodd and his Zanpakutou Spirit succeeded in shutting out the Inner Hollow and bringing peace again.

So Grodd continued to wait for the rendezvous of the rest of the team that had left him behind. Or whatever team this girl belonged to.

[Impossible]

Impo's face fell, and blue spots appeared on Impo's skin, be it visible or otherwise. He did not take criticism about his appearance well. Normally it was just about his skin glowing, and sometimes how it changed colors. But "MEATBALL!? How am I a meatball!?" Who even called someone that?! It makes no sense! He decided to follow her on his dragon head. He was looking backwards at the apparent 'warehouse' that she was talking about, using his visual connection to see where his skull construct was moving, naturally control ot with his left hand.

Then she started talking about his orders. "What do you mean 'my orders'? Are you stupid!? The only thing we should be doing is helping survivors!" He thought for a second. "Actually, yeah, THOSE WERE MY ORDERS!" His skin started glowing red, wiping out all traces of blue from his form. There was more of it than the blue too, nearly covering more of his skin than the white did, making interesting pinks and red hues. Like a pissed off sunset. He still wasn't looking at her, though the dragon skull did enough glaring to make up for that.

"You know what, FINE!" Impo spun his hand slowly, and the dragon head mimicked the motion, so now Impo was glaring at her. "If you're healthy enough to B%&CH left in you to turn down my help, YOU'RE HEALTHY ENOUGH TO WALK TO SAFETY ON YOUR OWN!" Impo turn himself around, and decided to fly towards the other shinigami in the area. "Stupid freaking ghosts! Their heads are about as thick as rocks, and are as dumb as -!" He complained as he flew away from the obnoxious, eventually flying out of her hearing range.

[Hebika Nara]

With the young lady leaving all on her own, Impo was left in the company of just Grodd.... and of course... the warehouse. It had been several long, long moments before that buzzing had started up, and it had been growing louder and louder. However, both Grodd and Impo had hardly made any attempts to vacate the area. The sound of creaking wood would soon fill the air before so very suddenly the door burst open, the windows shattered, and suddenly the sound of buzzing became unbearable as massive wasp-like creatures suddenly roared up and into the air, darkening the sky.

In addition, all of the bodies were suddenly beginning to shift, those corpses that had littered the ground now were shifting as the chests of the victims began expanding. At least, those that hadn't been destroyed by Grodd earlier on. Before long, those corpses were bursting open as matured wasps emerged from their bodies, adding to the number in the skies. Each one of them was easily Nine feet in height, and with gnarled, thorny whip-like limbs that seemed made for ripping up whatever they got their hands on. Among their number, a single member of the group flew up higher than all of the others, and let out a shrill cry as suddenly, all of the other wasps began flying in a tremendous circling column, twisting and spinning through the air as the leader above all of them began to chant a strange chant.

"OU VAH SEE HAH! OU VAH SEE HAH!"

As it chanted, all of those in the air began speeding up, and before long, both Impo and Grodd would feel the wind begin to pick up, as quite literally, the swarming of the insect-type Beastclan began to create a slowly-maturing twister, spare bits of clothing, scraps of paper, and anything light enough soon began flying up into the air, along with a considerable amount of dust and dirt, the artificial twister soon creating a dust storm that blanketed the area. Both Grodd and Impo would feel the grit of dust tearing in a massive circle, obscuring their vision and filling the air with noise. They would, with their high senses and energy sensory, also notice that a number of the swarm had broken formation and was now hunting through the cyclone for them, though both would find it very hard to get an exact lock on them, not only that but the storm would be tugging their surroundings up and tossing them about. Both Impo and Grodd would need to find a way to deal with this. But what COULD they do? Would they try to escape? Or would they fight?

Class 5 Soldier Mooks x25
1000 sp

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{stats}
Strength:300 (450 points)
Speed:300 points
Sppr:100 points
RS:50 points (25 points)

Instinct:100 points
Senses:50 points
ES:100 points
HE:0 points

Class 4 Cunning Chieftain x1
1250 sp

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{Stats}
Strength:400 x1.25(500 points)
Speed:300 x.75 (225) points
Sppr:200 points
RS:100 x.75(75 points)

Instinct:150 x1.5 (225) points
Senses:50 points
ES:50 points
HE:0 points

Swarm Cyclone Power: 450
Swarm Cyclone Radius: 50 meters
(After a 2 post delay, increases in power by 10% per assisting participant)

[Beast]

All of a sudden there was a massive group of wasp beast clansmen flying out of the warehouse that Grodd had been avoiding. Grodd was terrified instantly as this flying tornado of bugs towered over him. He hated things that were taller than him and this wasp whirlwind was absolutely huge. Grodd’s first response was to think about running away as fast as he could. Fleeing the crater, leaving this new colorful boy that had just arrived to fend for himself. And that plan sounded really good. Grodd would keep his life, the boy might die in the process, and the bugs would get taken care of by stronger Shinigami or someone from the Land of the Living. But… there had already been an entire Shinigami squad wiped out by these things. Something had to be done now to try and curb their numbers.

As the whirlwind of wasps grew ominously closer, Grodd pointed at the ground and spoke in his mind, due to his vocal chords not being functional. A drop of water ripples across the ocean surface, a leviathan rises from his slumber. Go forth, depths of the sea, rise from your slumber to drown the land in your magnificent expanse; turn earth to sea, air to liquid, bring forth your deep embrace! Hado number forty: Gouzen Demizu! A pool of water formed where he pointed, growing larger until he finished the incantation in his mind. He raised his hands and a wall of water rose up. He pushed his hands forward and the wall of water became a tidal wave headed towards the whirlwind of wasps. Bugs were particularly susceptible to drowning, right?

Remaining Reiatsu: 1,350/1,500 (-100 Gouzen Demizu)

[Impossible]

Impo was the kind of guy that had something in response to any situation. For example, if a huge number of flying bug women created a tornado, then decided to attack him and some Tarzan-lookin shinigami, he would respond exactly how one would expect. Impo held up his hand, as a blue light was suddenly made into reality. The same thing was happening to the dragon skull underneath him. [smear:0066cc]Cero.[/smear:c0c0c0]" He spoke out, as two massive beams of energy were fired. The One that Impo had fired from his hand was large, maybe the size of a small building, headed right for the tornado of bugs.

While the cero Impo himself fired moved at the speed a cero should move, the one the dragon fired had a staggering speed of 800, but was only as wide a car. Since it was fired from Impo's skull slayer though, he was able to make the beam move. By tilting his free hand a little bit, the construct below him started to turn, sweeping the energy across the sky, trying to hit as many beast clan as he could. Impo didn't like to kill, but seeing these things literally pop out of the bodies of those shinigami left him a tad dry on empathy.


Cero: 100
Cero from Skull Slayer: 125
Total reiatsu: 1525/2250

[Hebika Nara]

Both men responded fairly well to the attack. Between the sudden tidal wave of spiritual water, as well as those twin Cero sweeping through the sky, a good number of those wasps were obliterated by the powerful roar of a cero, or by that sheer slam of water that plowed them into the ground, disrupting the tornado itself as both combatants proved themselves to be exceptionally talented in destroying large numbers of enemies.

As it were, those remaining soon lost the will to continue grouping together, and with a sudden frantic essence to their group mentality, the wasps immediately turned, and for all of a few seconds, the two men would see the beasts directing themselves south, before the air hissed with the crackle of shunpo, the wasps promptly vacating the area with haste, leaving only the Chieftain behind. As those remnants of the Chieftain's army had been destroyed or vanished to the south, they seemed to remain behind, those wings suddenly cranking up.

It stared intensely at both of them, it's wings suddenly producing an incredibly loud buzzing noise before promptly it went quiet, the frequency leaving the audible spectrum as it sent out powerful vibrations. Immediately Grodd would feel a very jarring sensation as that inaudible buzz would seek to overtake him, with Impossible himself being only on the edge of the technique's range. It was hardly an incredibly powerful technique, however it was intended to cause massive internal bleeding which would slow the both of them down, the Chieftain hoping to keep either of them from being able to catch up with the rest of it's hive.

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{Bug Buzz}
Technique Name: Aldaany Barimt (Bug Buzz)

Class: 7, 4

Technique Type: Ferality

Usable By: Beast Clan, Insect Types only.

Technique Element: Sound/Wind

Technique Description and Effects:
This Technique is employed by Beast Clan of the Insect persuasion, more specifically those with wings. By unfolding and extending the wings, the user focuses their energy into them, preparing the muscles before beating them rapidly. Because of the incredibly high frequency with which this is done, a massive buzzing noise is produced. By modifying the frequency, this buzzing becomes suddenly inaudible and instead operates at the frequency of soft internal tissues. As Such this technique when seen from an outside perspective is a brief, loud buzzing, followed by a sudden jarring jostling of the innards.

The effects of this shift in frequency is not enough to deal actual internal damage at first, and at it's Class 7 form simply institutes an INCREDIBLY uncomfortable vibration of the internal organs, briefly stunning individuals in it's range. Individuals with defensive stats superior to the average of the user's Speed and strength ((Speed+Strength)/2) stats can resist and ignore this stun.

The Class 4 version of the technique is much stronger, dealing light internal damage, but nothing that would generally be considered problematic. The real danger is the numerous tiny tiny ruptures it causes internally, resulting in internal bleeding which drains an opponent on the first post. By the second post the opponent generally will begin to slow down, their concentration will start to waver. And on the third post, generally they will lose the use of their feet, fingertips, and nose as blood loss takes it's effect. On the fourth post the target generally collapses.

This however can be countered by Bleeding Tolerance. For every tier of bleeding tolerance, the effects are delayed by one post. This Technique's effectiveness is influenced by both Strength AND Speed, thus the strength of this ability is equal to 50% of the user's strength and 50% of their speed combined (The average of the two stats, meaning that this technique is not as effective unless the user invests heavily into both stats). An opponent with a defense equal to, or 50% higher this amount can ignore them. Lastly, because these ruptures are so very tiny, any individual with at least a 150 in Healing Expertise can identify the problem, and with 200 they can be treated (300 if they are applying this to themselves). Any race with a form of regeneration is immune to these effects.

How to use technique:
Open wings, flap. Adjust frequency.

Technique Drawbacks:
As Stated above, Defensive techniques of equal or greater strength can negate this ability. For Class 4, healing expertise, Regeneration, and Bleeding Resistance can all help deal with it's effects. The user must have wings.

Incantation and Effect:None

Made By: Chiku

Reserved?: No

Bug Buzz OS: 363

12 Mook Wasps slain, 13 Moving South.

[Beast]

Nearly half of them were killed by Grodd's tidal wave kidou and the mystery glowing man's twin Cero. As the other half went to flee, Grodd breathed a sigh of relief. Sure, they weren't dead, but they were no longer threatening him at the moment. Especially with how fast they fled with Shunpo. One insect, however, remained. The Chieftain, nobly, stayed behind to protect the hive. So he was Grodd's new opponent and the one standing in between survival or death. While the Shinigami scrolled through his mental list of spells he knew that would help defeat this creature, the Beast Clansman started to beat his wings furiously. The buzzing was audible for a moment, then got very quiet.

Not having any clue of what was going on, Grodd didn't do anything to try and avoid what came next. All of a sudden, blood burst from his mouth as he was struck with repeated internal damage. Falling to one knee, he could only gasp in pain as all of his organs groaned from the bug buzz. Paralyzed in pain that exceeded his high tolerance, all he could do was hope that Impossible was out of range of the technique and could cast another attack at the Chieftain. Because at the moment, Grodd was out of commission until he could utilize his damage recovery skill and get back to his feet. For now, though, he wasn't going anywhere and he was just going to be hit again and again with that internal damage...

[Johnwaluigi]

Unfortunately, due to the fact that this Adventure is not only incomplete but is also just over a page long, I cannot award partial rewards for this thread.