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Subject: PRIVATE. No invite, no welcome. Sat Jun 12, 2010 3:08 pm
Very spartan. Very plain. Very simple.
Welcome to Death Valley, Nevada.
Sand for as far as the eye can see, and an evil aura that beckons those who are in the vicinity to draw near. The sun has begun to set, and within the hour, darkness shall settle upon the land.
And sitting calmly in the sand, is Ajaket fully cloaked ... meditating, it seems.
The Man with no Name
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Subject: Re: PRIVATE. No invite, no welcome. Sat Jun 12, 2010 3:17 pm
(Music to add awesomeness)
Suddenly off in the Distance there was a dot getting closer and closer when finally you saw a horse and its Rider. Getting of the horse No Name looked around and saw a man sitting in the Sand. "Hey you need water?" No Name said to the man sitting down. Walking up to the man it looked as if the Man was meditating. "Sir you hear me?" Then No Name put his hand on the mans shoulder.
Ajaket Diashi
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Subject: Re: PRIVATE. No invite, no welcome. Sat Jun 12, 2010 3:31 pm
Or it would seem like he tried to put his hand on his shoulder.
Ajaket wouldn't permit such an action to occur. No. He had no intention to allow this human to come into contact with him. It took a bit of effort on his own part to maneuver away, but the arrancar completed the job without drawing attention from the human it seems ... as he now sat behind this strange man, who seemed to be trying to reach where his shoulder was. Quite simply, he stood up, sonido'd away, sat back down, and watched as this being was trying to get his attention, all done relatively quickly. Pity that this level of speed was only achievable when his opponent seemed unaware of what his own race was, and when he was in the most relaxed and non-impulsive state.
...
He couldn't be an ordinary human. His reiatsu denied that possibility, and consider the fact that he was able to see Aja, that would mean that ... this fellow was a spiritually powerful human. Otherwise known as a 'Superhuman'. Still, it would be rude not to give a response to the question the man had posed.
"No. Thank you. I don't feel thirsty at all." he said plainly, a hint of a smile growing at the corners of his mouth. He wanted to see the reaction of his human when he noted that Ajaket was behind him.
Of course, it should have been obvious that Ajaket was an arrancar, since he wasn't concealing his reiatsu ... but, then again ... this fellow probably hadn't had any contact with such beings before ... probably.
The Man with no Name
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Subject: Re: PRIVATE. No invite, no welcome. Sat Jun 12, 2010 3:48 pm
"So you don't want any water" No Name said. Suddenly the Man moved. "I know your behind me." I have fought one of your kind before sadly I don't know the name but you dissapeared the same way as him." Nearly died too but I didin't get the chance to beat him because he ran off when a little girl and some possessed doll came 'round." Turning around No Name smiled back. "I don't want to get hostile if I don't have too." No Name said to the Man while putting his hand near his Revolver. "You have a name?"
Ajaket Diashi
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Subject: Re: PRIVATE. No invite, no welcome. Sat Jun 12, 2010 4:00 pm
"Isn't it proper etiquette to introduce yourself first, before asking for someone else's name? But ... nonetheless, yes. I do have a name." his normally placid face stretched into a smile as he finished speaking. He had done the polite thing ... he answered the question. The question was whether he had a name to himself, not what that name was. So, Ajaket did not feel obliged to tell this individual what it was.
Still, it was getting rather painful to continue sitting down, so the arrancar stood once more, while trying to take in what this individual had mentioned earlier.
"So ... you mentioned you fought against one of my kind? Well, now. There are more than just one race of people who can disappear that quick ... how can you be sure that I'm of the same race as this ... individual you fought? Super-speed is pretty hard to pick apart and specify to certain groups, don't you know?
But ... just a question, for you. Did this fellow you fight happen to have a bone-like thing on him, sort of like a broken mask, or a tattoo of an Arabic numeral on his body?"
Ajaket calmly brushed sand off his rather wrinkled and somewhat tattered clothing. It seemed unusual, his choice of clothing. Thick black jacket with dark pants, sandal like shoewear of some kind ... not to mention his strange hair which splayed out in all directions. He looked definetely out of place in this desert, although he lived in one in a realm not too far from here.
The Man with no Name
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Subject: Re: PRIVATE. No invite, no welcome. Sat Jun 12, 2010 4:11 pm
"Well he had a blade and could change into a Crocodile at will maybe he had a mask if I remember right in the challenge letter he gave me he said he was part of the Espada, besides why would I be looking at his clothing or skin at a time like that." No Name said looking at the man in front of him. Feeling a little bit at ease No Name loosened his hands and shook the dust off his Poncho and Hat.
Ajaket Diashi
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Subject: Re: PRIVATE. No invite, no welcome. Sat Jun 12, 2010 4:25 pm
. . .
Ajaket's palm was introduced into his face at that moment, while his mutterings could be heard.
"God ... damn ... Tsuneo, if I see him I've got to beat it into that we're not the f***ing 'Espada' any more. went the ominous dark mutterings of that Elite. Still ... if Tsuneo had challenged this person and took off ... does that mean he failed to eliminate a target.
"Bah. Tsu's going to owe me one when I get back home." he muttered, hand reaching inside his jacket ... and extracting a hilt. Just a hilt, no blade. A seemingly plain and useless portion of a weapon.
"Perforate, Pesadilla Metálica" he spoke, aloud ... plainly. And all at once the hilt disappeared, with the colors of Ajaket's clothes changing ... as well as his skin color. His left hand black, his clothes Grey, and his right hand white.
"Normally, I don't like fighting people who aren't shinigami ... but this time I suppose I'll have to make an exception. ... Don't go dieing on me too fast now." he said with a calm smirk. ... Though despite his words, it seemed he wasn't going to make the first move ... no. He'd rather be ready for this fellow.
OOC: Metal Charge - Metal Advancing Grade 2.
The Man with no Name
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Subject: Re: PRIVATE. No invite, no welcome. Sat Jun 12, 2010 4:47 pm
"So you are one of his kind!" No Name said as he heard the Man across from him mumble. "Don't go dying on me too fast now." The Man said as his clothes and hands changed color when he said some magic words. "What is with you people and fighting me?" No Name said while putting his hand on his gun and taking it out. This Arrancar didn't know what he could do. At least that was one of No Names advantages. That and he has been in the Nevada's in his life when he was in the Gang back in the late 1800's early 1900's.
While holding his pistol No Name looked for some type of terrain he could use later on in the fight. He saw a Mesa and a couple of Cacti plants. Then once No Name looked he fired at the Man in front of him with his revolver 6 times.
Ajaket Diashi
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Subject: Re: PRIVATE. No invite, no welcome. Sat Jun 12, 2010 5:19 pm
OOC: Last time I checked .. your character is about 26 years old. This forum is occurring past the second millennia already ... unless I am mistaken. So um ... how did your character survive 100 + years of living as a human?
Just curious.
OOC 2: Metal Quality: Grade Two. Now evolving to Grade Three.
IC: "Sorry, man. But if you've gone up against one of us and haven't died, then I'm afraid one of us will have to kill you." he just commented in his laid-back manner. Why was it he only got serious when a shinigami was trying to fight him? Oh well, not that that mattered.
What was important was that the person before him was trying to shoot him ... with ... bullet. Real ... human ... chunks of lead. The Renacido Second-in-Command frowned ... was this human toying with him? Those bits of metal were fast, but he could still see them clearly and he'd be able to avoid getting hit by them. Hell, his hierro, while not the befitting of his rank, could probably get hit by those and not be punctured.
So, without much thought about what his opponent had been planning, he just stood there ... a large amount of his reiatsu being placed into his right hand, condensing and focusing. But, as the bullets streaked towards him, his face gave no recognition of concern ... and at the last few moments, his left hand rose up and began its course. First came the first bullet shot, it slammed into the palm of his left hand and merely smashed up against the palm without seriously damaging him. He continued to move his left hand to that all the other five bullets ended up colliding against his hand instead of his body ... and merely felt a bit of mild discomfort as they struck.
The spent shots then separated from his iron skin and pattered against the ground.
"Seriously? Could you please take this fight a little more seriously? Human bullets aren't going to do much against me!" he shouted back to his opponent, while calmly wiping his left hand against his jacket, really out of habit, since he didn't want to risk using his left's absorption ability on the right's conversion. Still, if this man was a gunslinger ... perhaps his ability would be related to his weapons?
"Which means he might be a projectile user ... ah, crap. That means I gotta hurry with this metal crap, or else."
OOC: Metal Grade 2, now approaching Metal Grade 3.
The Man with no Name
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Subject: Re: PRIVATE. No invite, no welcome. Sun Jun 13, 2010 4:10 pm
[quote="Ajaket Diashi"]OOC: Last time I checked .. your character is about 26 years old. This forum is occurring past the second millennia already ... unless I am mistaken. So um ... how did your character survive 100 + years of living as a human?
Just curious.quote]
OOC: That is a very valid question. But let me ask you did you read my history thoroughly? I said something about being on a wagon train and my parents getting killed by sioux. What I didnt put is how I survived this long. My aging stopped when I first realized my power. At first I didn't realize it but when I did it really freaked my guy out. He has been shot and stabbed by regular humans but never by whats the right word...Spiritual beings such as your char. To be honest he has only almost died when he was attacked by his first Arrancar Tsuneo. So my guess is he cant be killed by weapons forged by regular humans. Does that kinda make sense?
IC: No Name watched as the bullets zinged towards the man in front of him then get deflected as the Man lifted up his left hand. "Take it seriously...Wish Granted!" No Name remembered a video game he saw back in 2010 called Halo Reach and made a Plasma rifle. His pistol's shape changed and No Name just smiled as he though of what he was going to do to this man. (Tech 3)
"Is this serious enough for you"No Name said as he fired at Steady automatic stream of Plasma charge at the man in front of him aiming for nearly every part of the mans body.
OOC:I know my weapon change was wierd. I was watching a Beta video when I was writing this.
Ajaket Diashi
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Subject: Re: PRIVATE. No invite, no welcome. Mon Jun 14, 2010 4:05 pm
OOC: Ah, I see. No I don't like to read full applications unless I'm trying to approve them, so I only note some parts of them(age, appearance, personality and that's about it). But, strange, still ... it seems more like a Bountou concept than a Superhuman, but eh.
OOC 2: Metal Grade 3 achieved.
IC: "No really? That's the best you can do? BAHAHAHAHA!! OUR QUINTA DOES TRUMP YOU!!!" was the last few words out of his mouth as he employed sonido once more.
This time, he placed himself in the air, above the human. Brining together the lonely reishi particles to form a platform that he himself could land on. A small and unstable platform, but one nonetheless. And that was enough for him, to land on, and then jump up and turn about, so that when he looked up, he could spy his opponent.
"Let's see what kind of guts you have inside ..." he muttered, before unleashing the grade three metal. It was a fairly small amount, only capable of converting into a double plated armor and a small class weapon for Ajaket, but nonetheless it was going to be a crushing amount raining down on this fellow. The metal substance acted as though it were liquid, expelled out of his right hand. All this in a mere moment, the passing of electricty as a neuron fires, the quivering of a heart before it pulsates and continues ... before the lungs could draw breath, the eyes blink, or anything of that sort.
And then came the rain. The rain of metal. The liquid spread as far out as it could, still attached as a whole, and then spawning from the substance, came forth several hundreds of bladed edges pointed downard, coming down at rapid speeds, enhanced by the fact that Ajaket was only less than 10 feet in the air. This was a waste of reiatsu and a waste of metal, in the arrancar's opinion. But it was going to hurt like hell for the Superhuman, since Grade 3 metal would be pretty tough to break, and not even that plasma of his would be melting this stuff, at least quick enough for him to avoid damage.
The Man with no Name
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Subject: Re: PRIVATE. No invite, no welcome. Mon Jun 14, 2010 8:35 pm
OOC: hmm now that I look at it my char does seem rare because of his age lol. I'm unique!!!
IC: No Name watched as the Man transported from in front of him to 10 feet above him. No Name then watched as the man above him shot liquid metal at him that solidified and turned into many sharp objects. As they were shooting toward him from the sky No Name couldn't help but think for just a second what was he going to do. He definately would be able to dodge it if he used his power but was it worth using on just this.
No Name decided that it was worth it and his eyes turned red and everything started too slow down. The Razor Rain was going as fast as a centimeter per 4 seconds and No Name own reflexes felt normal to him. Since everything slowed he walked past the storm and the man in the air. Seeing that the mans back was turned No Name fired another steady stream of Plasma Charge. This time there was no way he could miss in his eyes.