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3 days ago
Current HOLY MOLY THAT'S VERY HIGH!!!
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3 days ago
How high???
5 days ago
Or we don't need to care.
5 days ago
While the old god rotting blood falls down upon us, the new god writes a symphony to put his rage or love upon us, we will receive the symphony in aproximately 14 days, but in true, we don't care
5 days ago
God is paying taxes...
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Anthony "Tony" Adams-Himura

Interactions: Ouga & Shouko: @Sho Minazuki Bakuto: @BladeSS4 Sara: @LadyAnnaLee Darius: @WSilversun Mitsuaki: @Morgannis Mikazuki: @Letter Bee



Tony didn't saw the fight, despite literally looking straight at it, he kinda just. froze there for a bit. acting chill in his particular fashion, he blinked a bit after he heard the voice of a female shinigami, his indifference quickly dissipated like mist, "Ah!!!", he jumped a bit in place, he quickly shook off the fear and looked away from the shinigami, although she pretty much ignored him, and he couldn't blame her, he had acted like a weirdo up until now, all silent and just screaming a lot.

He approached to Ouga, and he poke his shoulder a bit, almost begging for a bit of his attention, "Heh... Mr. Ouga???", His japanese was rough, really rough, he didn't quite understood honorifics so he just said Mister in english. "Can i have that transforming soul candy??? i wanna turn into my shinigami form and do something, like... i don't know, sparring with someone?"

He looked around to see if someone looked interesting to spar with (although he wasn't really the type of person to fight with some random person), he closed his eyes, and began to move his finger to one of the people in the room, he kept this for some seconds before stopping, he opened his eyes, "Oh... you, heh, sorry to ask but, wanna spar?", he was pointing to the young girl, Sara, he quickly lowered his hand, "Heh, if you don't wanna fight, it's ok, i don't wanna do it too...", he quickly lowered his head, crossing his arms, he had turned shamefully red, 'God i really asked a 17 year-old to fight, god that was stupid from my part...', he thinked.
Anthony "Tony" Adams-Himura

Bakuto:@BladeSS4 Mitsuaki:@Morgannis Ouga:@Sho Minazuki


Tony jumped a bit at the appearence of Ouga, he decided to play it cool and just go right after the thing he was searching from him, and with a little drop of sweat falling from his forehead he told him this,

"O-Oh, Mr. Ouga, well now that you're saying all of that, is there any sort of stuff i can do with my cool spirit dude powers, y'know like kill those big mean evil guys, can i do that?" Tony's voicetone was a bit shaky, not from awkwardness but from the fact that even to himself this was a bit dumb, there were probably two things to do as a substitute shinigami, help souls and kill hollows, and both could fall under the same category so realistically there was only one thing to actually do, yet, it was better than whatever was Tony doing on his house, that being nothing.

There was a brief silence, maybe Tony did needed to go inside, with his nervousness growing, he began to walk into the entrance of the shop.

"Ok, We'll talk inside." Tony managed before passing through the door of the lobby entry that was beside the garage.
Anthony "Tony" Adams-Himura



"Screw it!" he said to himself, he was not going to just lay on his bed and expect something to happen out of thin air, Tony changed his working clothes (the which he didn't even got out of when he came to his house). he got into his "locked in" outfit, a red jacket, combat boots, and black cargo pants. once he changed in this outfit he began to walk out of his room, completely forgetting that in the case of a hollow attack his clothes were going to be those black robes.

"Let's see what's happening outside..." Tony opened the door to the outside of his house. nothing. nothing was happening, this was something expectable, yet why was he... surprised? he really wants something to happen, something to act like he acts, who would Tony be if he wasn't laid-back and just let everyone around him just talk and talk, only talking when he wants...

This, this wasn't healthy, he needs to talk with someone, yet who could be? the cl- nope. so it is the mechanic, fine, he will go. after all his work is to hunt hollows, or at least he understood that. Tony was gifted with this powers for some reason after all, not just to do nothing with them, this was like a job, but without the paying and all.

Once he arrived at the bike shop he noticed a man approaching, he had those clothes, the shinigami ones, he wasn't Ouga, at all, he was, actually who was he?

"Hey!!! who are you?" Tony really did not cared about the people that was around the streets as he shouted this to the man, they looked at him weirded out, what was he doing? they thought. and Tony, in his fashion washed this gazes like a stone in a river, though, this weirdly made him feel a bit good, all the way back on his school he acted quite regular for a teenager, he didn't really talked that much. this didn't apply to his current self. he can scream and still maintain that laid-back actitude.
Anthony "Tony" Adams-Himura


Saturday - Midday

Why did i still work here? Tony asked this to himself, in many ways, it was repetitive, just tending some fat japanese appetite. he was walking from his job, ever since the "incident" he had begin to go during the midday, he certainly didn't want to be fling around like a trash bag any time soon.

He mostly tried to avoid his "friends", god knows what were they going to ask him, he could tolerate the mechanic, he seemed like a bit of a chill guy, though, he was loud, very loud. the clerk... we don't talk about her, she's too... familiar, in a way that Tony didn't really liked.

Once he reached his humble house, which i gotta say, it was not. his mother did get themselves a beautiful home, with some modern house aura around it. yet, it wasn't worth the price... it wasn't worth it at absolutely all. but well, another thing from his bone-chilling mother is that she really doesn't care about the price. at all.

"Mom, Dad, I'm home..." Tony said as he entered the house, he found his dad sleeping on the couch, well at least this didn't change when they moved to japan, his dad still has his "work" naps. once he passed his sleeping dad he found his mother drinking coffee on the kitchen. dynamic-wise they were doing whatsover, but you could say that his mother was the "breadwinner" of the house.

"Hello son, how was your job?" She was dry and cold, yet still showing a slight motherly-worry to it, in her own way of course.

"Fine mom, just the same thing all over again... this time midday of course." Tony sat down on one of the chairs of the kitchen, his hands quickly moved to his head, rubbing his hair lightly, he had gotten his blonde from his father, although it wasn't as light as his.

"Hmm... i recomend you should stop dying your hair white, you're already pretty much white in color." His mom took a sip from his coffee before standing up and patting his head like some dog. she has done this since he is a child, and it would waste time to explain how much did Tony hated this.

"I know mom..." He skipped the recomendation, not because he was uncomfortable with it, but because it was tired from the same thing being said at him, it was the 7th time on the week she has told him this, which makes him think it's maybe an order. her tone doesn't really change when she speaks.

Tony's mom. Hanako Himura, was like that. cold and serious, yet a bit different on the inside. it had taken a bit of time for Tony to notice this, even as her son.

She left to her room, leaving Tony in the kitchen alone. after a brief silence, he walked to his room, where he entered it, metting by the posters he had hanged on his walls, he walked pass them into his bed, where he collapsed, not from exhaustion, but because of how bored he was, these were the times where he wished that something would happen, it is weird, he never really likes that, but once he became a substitute shinigami, he has been having these "episodes", where he wishes for something, even slightest, to just happen.
@Sho Minazuki

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@Sho Minazuki Srry to ask this but i've remade the story of my character to make more sense, care if change it. it doesn't change any of the main information just the backstory to make sense with the npcs
Interactions: @Westergaart @AlmostEternity @Einherjar 906
NPCs: (Louis Rodríguez [The Mayor])


The Mayor looked at her, nodding in approval, he liked her spirit, yet he was also a bit worried for what she was going to face down.

"Oh... the honor is mine... Dear." The Mayor tried to keep his words dry, he was the oposite of excited, scared, confused. all of those thoughts plagued his mind daily, almost too often, with his rifle in hand and his group of freaks (himself included), he stood on front of the people of South Town, they seemed scared and almost disturbed by something.

"Dear people of South Town, as the proud mayor of this town, i want to show the group of individuals who will unveil the mistery that lies beyond that cave." The Mayor waved his hand to the group of people.
@Westergaart You can join if you want
Interactions: @AlmostEternity
NPCs: (Louis Rodríguez [The Mayor])


The mayor mumbled a bit as he turned to see Billy, he approached a bit beyond the average personal space, "It... may sound cliche, but... i've seen how a group of... individuals, dance over the rotten corpse of the demon king Lucifer himself, ever happy, ever joyful... i may thought you were one of the... chosen few of my dream..."

He got far from Billy before he pulled a small box of pills and swallowed some of them, his twitching intensifying ever so slightly, he pulled a Ak-47 from the closet, his personal baby "Timothy Thornberry..." he called it, rubbing the metalic and wooden parts of the rifle with an uncanny love.
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NPCs: (Louis Rodríguez [The Mayor])


"Well, i need you all to... get in that cave... there are... creatures, lurking there, menacingly... almost like a shadow." The Mayor said, looking down at the oddballs he had summited here, they looked weird but nowhere near as weird as him.

He pulled out some weaponry from a closet in the room, it had all sorts of guns and meele weapons such as hammers, bats, knifes and even aN european sword, "You'll need this, just in case you get attacked."
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