Arashi grunted, he'd run into something, and from the sounds of it, someone has fallen over, somehow, he had a feeling as to who it was. There were only two people who ran around the Gotei 13 without a care in the world as to where they were going, and this particular person was too short to be the other. "Hana," He said with a smile looking down "I see you made it finally, glad to see you're doing alright." A hand was extended and he helped her up and dusted her off, in one arm was a bundle of paperwork.
Seeing her eyes glance at it all he smiled wryly "Ah yes, I manage the squad for the Captain, he's often ill enough he has a hard time taking care of this, so it's left to me, which is fine, I used to be good at this sort of thing before I uh...died." An awkward silence fell at that, it was unusual for a death god to be anyone who remembered their previous life. "Anyways, where are you based?"
Hearing her response he rubbed a chin thoughtfully, wincing slightly "Captain Kuchiki's squad eh? You're fortunate, Abarai-San isn't hard to get along with, and he acts as a mediary between the rest of the squad and the captain." Arashi didn't elaborate, ever the diplomat, the Captain was difficult to live with at times, at least if you were the sort of person who was a free spirit like Hana, it likely wouldn't have bothered Arashi all that much.
Nor did he talk about the young lass in his squad, she'd never show it, but Rukia suffered from something, something Arashi suspected had to do with the loss of the previous lieutenant, he didn't know many of the details, for Arashi had pointedly not asked, and Ukitake had as a result understood he didn't really want to know unless someone told him about it, and so far, Rukia had kept quiet about it.
"So, how are your skills progressing?" He asked with a smile, changing the subject "Had any luck obtaining Shikai? When I've got some free time which is..." He seemed to think "This afternoon, and the day after that, we can spend some time together and I can help you with the subject, in the mean time I have to ensure the patrols are going well."
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get a load of this guy
I don't know if you're trolling, or just trying to be funny or what, but I'm not particularly amused with you behaving as if there's something wrong with not owning a console, so I'll kindly ask you to bugger off
My name is an old handle I've had for years now, based on a character who was an information broker, ergo a hunter of shadows.
As for the rest, I love dark souls, nuff said
As for the rest, I love dark souls, nuff said
Still waiting for PC release day
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Arashi grunted "I'm going to be joining Captain Ukitake's squad, he liked the look of me and my mild manner, and I suspect my willingness to do paperwork while he's...busy." The shinigami didn't elaborate, if she wasn't already aware of Ukitake's health issues, he wasn't going to be the one to fill her in, Arashi detested gossip. "And no worries, I'm a fairly laid back guy, you'd have to work harder then that to offend me, and yes, you should hurry on, if you want to get accepted anywhere, you're going to have to work hard."
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From there, some years went by, Arashi quite agreeable to tutoring the young Hana in her zanjutsu, something he happened to be quite good at, but more importantly, her shunpo, which was what he was best at, like the lightning, he moved fast. And then, when they had free time, she would come by to see him on occasion, typically to just talk, drink sake, or to enjoy his music.
A hobby of his, playing on the flute.
Soon however, those days came to the end when he graduated, and was accepted into the Gotei 13. "See ya around kid," He started to say, then chuckled "Aw don't give me that look, it's not like you're not gonna see me again, you'll get there, you've got the talent, just take your time and be patient." Clapping her on the back he stated cheerily "I bet you'll even end up as lieutenant before you know it!"
With that, they parted.
Time went by, and eventually, Arashi became lieutenant of Squad 13, in lieu of the previous tenant, Shiba Kaien, who'd had a tragic ending. Although the position was far from glamorous, as due to Ukitake's illness, a lot of the management of the squad was left on Arashi, who didn't mind and went through the business of handling these things with a constant bemused expression on his face.
A few people had compared him to Aizen Sosuke that way, who never seemed to get flustered by much of anything and always had an amiable smile on his face along with those calm, steady eyes. Though honestly, Arashi didn't like the comparison, something about Aizen rubbed him the wrong way, but he'd never been able to put a finger on it, and the man was well liked and respected, so he kept such thoughts to himself.
However, lately he wondered what Hana was up to.
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From there, some years went by, Arashi quite agreeable to tutoring the young Hana in her zanjutsu, something he happened to be quite good at, but more importantly, her shunpo, which was what he was best at, like the lightning, he moved fast. And then, when they had free time, she would come by to see him on occasion, typically to just talk, drink sake, or to enjoy his music.
A hobby of his, playing on the flute.
Soon however, those days came to the end when he graduated, and was accepted into the Gotei 13. "See ya around kid," He started to say, then chuckled "Aw don't give me that look, it's not like you're not gonna see me again, you'll get there, you've got the talent, just take your time and be patient." Clapping her on the back he stated cheerily "I bet you'll even end up as lieutenant before you know it!"
With that, they parted.
Time went by, and eventually, Arashi became lieutenant of Squad 13, in lieu of the previous tenant, Shiba Kaien, who'd had a tragic ending. Although the position was far from glamorous, as due to Ukitake's illness, a lot of the management of the squad was left on Arashi, who didn't mind and went through the business of handling these things with a constant bemused expression on his face.
A few people had compared him to Aizen Sosuke that way, who never seemed to get flustered by much of anything and always had an amiable smile on his face along with those calm, steady eyes. Though honestly, Arashi didn't like the comparison, something about Aizen rubbed him the wrong way, but he'd never been able to put a finger on it, and the man was well liked and respected, so he kept such thoughts to himself.
However, lately he wondered what Hana was up to.
Death and the Dame
The kingdom of Valorim is at war, the Eastern Empire is aggresively attacking it, hoping to annex the territory of their smaller, peaceful neighbor, while Valorim is no stranger to the ways of battle, their soldiers extremely skilled, they have never been very large, so despite the fact that they have managed to grind the Empire's war machine to a halt, they know it is only a matter of time before force of number's crushes them.
So, at the advice of his councilor's, the King has sent a contingent of troops to rescue a notorious necromancer from the prison's of the empire to aid their military efforts.
OOC: You can have your character be a kick ass warrior princess if you want and she can lead the soldiers[/i]
If they can get the man to help them, they can turn the tide of the war...
The kingdom of Valorim is at war, the Eastern Empire is aggresively attacking it, hoping to annex the territory of their smaller, peaceful neighbor, while Valorim is no stranger to the ways of battle, their soldiers extremely skilled, they have never been very large, so despite the fact that they have managed to grind the Empire's war machine to a halt, they know it is only a matter of time before force of number's crushes them.
So, at the advice of his councilor's, the King has sent a contingent of troops to rescue a notorious necromancer from the prison's of the empire to aid their military efforts.
OOC: You can have your character be a kick ass warrior princess if you want and she can lead the soldiers[/i]
If they can get the man to help them, they can turn the tide of the war...
The Black Knight
There, in the Colosseum he stood, waiting, clad all in black armor, he had not shifted from the position he held for at least half an hour, and the hot sun did not seem to affect him, he had been captured by the Romans, a decadent people, who had discovered the possibilities when he had carved through an entire squad of Roman legionnaire's, for they had found to their amazement, that his armor and blade were of incredible craftsmanship, for they could not pierce it's hide. Whereas the greatsword he wielded in one hand cleaved through man and steel with ease.
He stood there in the center, waiting for the other warriors to come and try and end his life, ten before, twenty this time, his sword lay with it's point in the ground, shield strapped to his arm and ready to use, eyes peering out vigilantly from the slits of his horned helm, these Roman's did not understand, that the appearance of himself meant something was happening to their world.
For he was not from their world.
He'd seen the signs, from rumors and hearsay, of strange occurrences, and knew it was beginning, a strange magic was warping time and space, the knight knew what it was, the barrier's between this world, and the Warp were weakening, when they broke...who knew what could happen, the Warp being a plane of chaotic, swirling energies that laid between all other worlds.
For now, it didn't matter, he smiled as the gate's began to lift up at last, as the roar of the crowd surged anew with excitement, they wanted to see him slaughter his foes, and he would do so with pleasure, he did not mind they wanted him to fight in this arena, war was a pleasure to be had, for he was blessed by gods of war, that is why his armor and weapon were of such exceedingly fine craftsmanship, for they had been made by immortal hands.
He lifted the sword in a salute, and the crowd let loose a roar of approval as he smiled and walked forward to meet his enemies...
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"So this is the man who carved an entire legionnaire squad to pieces." Said her father thoughtfully, who happened to be a high ranking legate, and a noble to boot, so the family was very well to do "I'm eager to see him in action, don't you think so daughter?"
There, in the Colosseum he stood, waiting, clad all in black armor, he had not shifted from the position he held for at least half an hour, and the hot sun did not seem to affect him, he had been captured by the Romans, a decadent people, who had discovered the possibilities when he had carved through an entire squad of Roman legionnaire's, for they had found to their amazement, that his armor and blade were of incredible craftsmanship, for they could not pierce it's hide. Whereas the greatsword he wielded in one hand cleaved through man and steel with ease.
He stood there in the center, waiting for the other warriors to come and try and end his life, ten before, twenty this time, his sword lay with it's point in the ground, shield strapped to his arm and ready to use, eyes peering out vigilantly from the slits of his horned helm, these Roman's did not understand, that the appearance of himself meant something was happening to their world.
For he was not from their world.
He'd seen the signs, from rumors and hearsay, of strange occurrences, and knew it was beginning, a strange magic was warping time and space, the knight knew what it was, the barrier's between this world, and the Warp were weakening, when they broke...who knew what could happen, the Warp being a plane of chaotic, swirling energies that laid between all other worlds.
For now, it didn't matter, he smiled as the gate's began to lift up at last, as the roar of the crowd surged anew with excitement, they wanted to see him slaughter his foes, and he would do so with pleasure, he did not mind they wanted him to fight in this arena, war was a pleasure to be had, for he was blessed by gods of war, that is why his armor and weapon were of such exceedingly fine craftsmanship, for they had been made by immortal hands.
He lifted the sword in a salute, and the crowd let loose a roar of approval as he smiled and walked forward to meet his enemies...
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"So this is the man who carved an entire legionnaire squad to pieces." Said her father thoughtfully, who happened to be a high ranking legate, and a noble to boot, so the family was very well to do "I'm eager to see him in action, don't you think so daughter?"
Got a plot I want to do, more later
Blessings of Chaos
The Empire of Heresh, based in desert lands to the south are ruled by mages, powerful ones, who have forged an empire with their magic....and the blood, sweat, tears and toil of slaves. Namely elven slaves. Various political disputes, and high tensions between the borders, as well as many objections to the fact that Heresh placed no limits on magic, regardless of type, summoner's of demons, necromancer's, blood mages and other such things went on unhindered, for Heresh was a land of magical progress, if not morality.
Thus, they went to war, and the elven kingdom of Aryvaandar fell, seeing the possibilities, Heresh took forth the elves into captivity, broke their spirits, and decades later, what remained of a once proud culture was gone, and grand cities erected through the misery, toil and blood of slaves. Heresh has become a powerful empire, and few dare antagonize it.
However in this process, it has made enemies, many of which who long to see it fall, and one such enemy has discovered someone who mutually hates Heresh and it's Archmages as much as he does, for he has found that the elves have managed to preserve something...their royal bloodline, he hurries to locate the last remaining member of this line, for if she were to be found, they would quickly and swiftly end her life, he had to hurry...and rescue the princess of the elves...for only she could rally her people in a bloody revolution that could possibly topple the empire of Heresh...
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Things to know
1. I don't want anything to do with someone, who's going to be touchy, okay? I dislike losing friends because said person bruises easily(and I mean really easy), if you're the kind of person who's gonna flip your lid over nothing, then don't even bother, I've had it with people who get offended easily, it hurts too much to lose friends cause of that.
I'm serious
2. High fantasy, and mature, though I'm open to other ratings
3. I really want someone who can do a high level of writing, I get tired of people who can't come up with their own plot, or write a decent amount in response(to often large posts from myself), unless character's are in the middle of dialogue it is NOT acceptable to write only one paragraph, that's insane, I'm looking for meat, content, I'm tired of sampling mere appetizers
4. Via PM, and if you're interested please PM me, don't message me here, I'll probably not see it
5. I like someone I can just casually chat with, if you're someone who isn't interested in talking, then go away, I like to make friends with my roleplay partners
6. I'm a gamer, and I also have my job, college and a baby to take care of, so if I'm not responding immediately, I'm sorry, sometimes I also need time to think of a post
Anyways
If you want more details about the roleplay while I figure out my second one, PM me if interested
Blessings of Chaos
The Empire of Heresh, based in desert lands to the south are ruled by mages, powerful ones, who have forged an empire with their magic....and the blood, sweat, tears and toil of slaves. Namely elven slaves. Various political disputes, and high tensions between the borders, as well as many objections to the fact that Heresh placed no limits on magic, regardless of type, summoner's of demons, necromancer's, blood mages and other such things went on unhindered, for Heresh was a land of magical progress, if not morality.
Thus, they went to war, and the elven kingdom of Aryvaandar fell, seeing the possibilities, Heresh took forth the elves into captivity, broke their spirits, and decades later, what remained of a once proud culture was gone, and grand cities erected through the misery, toil and blood of slaves. Heresh has become a powerful empire, and few dare antagonize it.
However in this process, it has made enemies, many of which who long to see it fall, and one such enemy has discovered someone who mutually hates Heresh and it's Archmages as much as he does, for he has found that the elves have managed to preserve something...their royal bloodline, he hurries to locate the last remaining member of this line, for if she were to be found, they would quickly and swiftly end her life, he had to hurry...and rescue the princess of the elves...for only she could rally her people in a bloody revolution that could possibly topple the empire of Heresh...
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Things to know
1. I don't want anything to do with someone, who's going to be touchy, okay? I dislike losing friends because said person bruises easily(and I mean really easy), if you're the kind of person who's gonna flip your lid over nothing, then don't even bother, I've had it with people who get offended easily, it hurts too much to lose friends cause of that.
I'm serious
2. High fantasy, and mature, though I'm open to other ratings
3. I really want someone who can do a high level of writing, I get tired of people who can't come up with their own plot, or write a decent amount in response(to often large posts from myself), unless character's are in the middle of dialogue it is NOT acceptable to write only one paragraph, that's insane, I'm looking for meat, content, I'm tired of sampling mere appetizers
4. Via PM, and if you're interested please PM me, don't message me here, I'll probably not see it
5. I like someone I can just casually chat with, if you're someone who isn't interested in talking, then go away, I like to make friends with my roleplay partners
6. I'm a gamer, and I also have my job, college and a baby to take care of, so if I'm not responding immediately, I'm sorry, sometimes I also need time to think of a post
Anyways
If you want more details about the roleplay while I figure out my second one, PM me if interested
I think the problem you're having is most people on this site who like DnD are High Casual to Advanced
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Arashi merely smiled inwardly when he saw three go for their zanpaktou's, they rushed him one after another, and he casually began to dodge their attacks, he didn't even bother to draw his sword, "I sure hope you're not aiming for the 11th Squad if you fight like that." He chided them "Hell, I wouldn't even accept you into the Gotei 13 at this rate." Their anger was palpable, and their attacks grew in intensity...but also grew in how sloppy they were.
"Rage is a tool, if you cannot harness it, then you cannot fight properly in battle, right now your rage rules you and makes you weak, you will never discover your zanpaktou's name if you let anger rule you." He explained calmly as he evaded their attacks "Uncontrolled anger will block your Soul Slayer's voice, making obtaining a Shikai impossible, focus your anger, use it to power your strength, don't let it cloud your mind."
Remarkably, they began listening to him, and started using the fury to instead merely put power into their swings, not to dictate their attacks, and Arashi smiled and then said "Very good, however, it's about time to wrap this up," With that he moved, in a few moments the three were down on the ground, he'd knocked them out with a combination of Hoho and Zanjutsu, using his sheathe to deal blunt, non-lethal blows.
While they recovered he turned back to the class "Now, let us begin with that out of the way shall we."
From there he worked with them, the three lads were much more respectful now that they'd witnessed the ease with which he'd defeated them, and while he guessed there was still some resentment burning in there, he worked to teach them to harness their emotions, to use them as tools. "A true warrior feels all emotion in the flow of battle, but he is in control, not them, don't be afraid to use these feelings, but always keep them distanced from your ability to make decisions." He told them "If you can control your feelings, you will obtain inner peace, and accelerate the rate of which you can obtain Shikai, and potentially even Bankai."
A student raised her hand and timidly asked if he had Shikai and Arashi answered simply "I am getting close." And left it at that, but for now...he had an eye for the blond girl who'd run into him earlier, the rest of the class was doing fine and he took her aside to work with her personally. After several spars, he found she had a fair bit of natural talent "Well done, keep practicing hard, and you will be one of the top students." He told her when class had been finished up "You have a great deal of natural talent with sword fighting, how are you in other areas?"
"Rage is a tool, if you cannot harness it, then you cannot fight properly in battle, right now your rage rules you and makes you weak, you will never discover your zanpaktou's name if you let anger rule you." He explained calmly as he evaded their attacks "Uncontrolled anger will block your Soul Slayer's voice, making obtaining a Shikai impossible, focus your anger, use it to power your strength, don't let it cloud your mind."
Remarkably, they began listening to him, and started using the fury to instead merely put power into their swings, not to dictate their attacks, and Arashi smiled and then said "Very good, however, it's about time to wrap this up," With that he moved, in a few moments the three were down on the ground, he'd knocked them out with a combination of Hoho and Zanjutsu, using his sheathe to deal blunt, non-lethal blows.
While they recovered he turned back to the class "Now, let us begin with that out of the way shall we."
From there he worked with them, the three lads were much more respectful now that they'd witnessed the ease with which he'd defeated them, and while he guessed there was still some resentment burning in there, he worked to teach them to harness their emotions, to use them as tools. "A true warrior feels all emotion in the flow of battle, but he is in control, not them, don't be afraid to use these feelings, but always keep them distanced from your ability to make decisions." He told them "If you can control your feelings, you will obtain inner peace, and accelerate the rate of which you can obtain Shikai, and potentially even Bankai."
A student raised her hand and timidly asked if he had Shikai and Arashi answered simply "I am getting close." And left it at that, but for now...he had an eye for the blond girl who'd run into him earlier, the rest of the class was doing fine and he took her aside to work with her personally. After several spars, he found she had a fair bit of natural talent "Well done, keep practicing hard, and you will be one of the top students." He told her when class had been finished up "You have a great deal of natural talent with sword fighting, how are you in other areas?"
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