Knuckle Up [Kaitou]

The ruins of the once mighty village. Beware what lurks inside.

Knuckle Up [Kaitou]

PostPosted by Mephilis » Wed Feb 09, 2011 12:01 pm

[.There can be.]



The winds were still and the air held a slight chill. The sky was well lit, as it was barely past noon. The clouds crept across the sky slowly, breaking and creating several small shadows across the barren wasteland below. The ruins of Kirigakure. It was in this land that more lives had been lost in an instant than had been lost over the past few years. The stale air would have carried a foul odor if not for the coast line, diluting and carrying the smell away and allowing the land to retain an almost fresh scent. The grounds were littered with rubble and debris; the village obliterated and the remnants of its former stature broken and scattered all across the land. The dead and dying buried underneath the rubble and laid to rest for eternity - or, at least until they were discovered later by some grave diggers or those cleaning up the place.

It was in this graveyard that Ulquiorra traveled, constantly scanning the area around him; searching for anyone who may be in the area. A bit pugnacious, he was merely keeping an eye over things. Shugotenshi had begun increasing their hold over the land in Kiri's absence, establishing their own right. He was scouting, mapping the area and searching for anyone who might have been alive. Either to fight and test, or discover their purpose.

Slowly walking, his hand deep their respective homes, Ulquiorra stepped without liveliness. Carefully creeping through the area, stepping sternly with confidence and fear. Fear of his own power. Those who did not fear their own power, he thought, were unfit to wield it. He'd been alerted, at the edge of his range, of the presence of another. A shinobi. His attire, as usual, remained an all white overcoat and loose fitting taijutsu-esque pants. The coat was unbuttoned down the center, partially revealing his toned, untanned, body. A black sash wrapped around his waist held in place a single sword upon his right hip. Gentle green eye offered only an apathetic gaze as the man crept, slowly making his way towards the presence he felt.

Time had, for a long time, lost much of its meaning. It had become nothing but a sophisticated system used to control the lives the masses. Shackling them. Ulquiorra, though, slipped free from the shackles of oppression, meandering as he pleased. Or so it seemed. In truth, he was on a mission - searching, high and low. No one knew of his objective, only he. In this place, the ruins of a once great nation, his objective would find a new lead.

[.Only One.]

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"Do not ask any questions. Don't tell me anything. You have no rights. The only thing you do have is the rope holding the blade of the guillotine, safely suspended above the necks of your friends. Make no mistake, woman. This is not a negotiation, it's an order."

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Re: Knuckle Up [Kaitou]

PostPosted by Kaitou » Sat Mar 05, 2011 7:45 pm


Asura
Path of the Fallen Warrior



Since the days of his youth Eta-naru Kaitou has walked the life of one who struggles with their place in the grand scheme of the universe. Even his very internal energies fought tirelessly with one another to find some sort of significant balance between the feral creature that lay within his heart and the noble hero he tried to portray on the outside. Bit by bit his facade began to corrode to give way to a realization birthed in a trial by fire. He was not two sides to the same coin, but rather the exact mirror with corrosion upon one half. Having come to this conclusion the boy was left behind for good and in its place was a left a man matured beyond his years. It is out of this new evolution that he has found the road he was destined to walk; the path of the Asura.

In history those who claimed knowledge of the path of an Asura were labeled as antigods for the railed against everything that stood within the order of their "superiors". Relinquishing holds to what most would call "humanity" these individuals ascended to another level of strength after giving themselves away to the darkness of their hearts. Consumed by dark energies these men and women draw their strength from wrath, pride, and arrogance. There is no other consistent besides those three among Asura besides one other. Their mastery of taijutsu is said to be among the greatest in the known world. Ironic that such a strength is rarely seen, yet the wise speak that "when an Asura reveals themselves fate itself has been sealed".






Anger.
Pain.
Hate.

Eta-naru Kaitou had faded from the world to find the answers to the impulses that drove his body, yet all the fruit that bore from his search were rotten apples of the same conflicted tree of sins. In those three years of soul searching the man had come to a singular conclusion. His soul was lost. There was no need to fight it any longer. The more he prolonged the inevitable the weaker his state became, so all there was left to do was accept these facts. Like the separations of yin and yang he would be two sides to the same coin. The earth damn itself if it could not contain him.

Kill.
Suffering.
Death.


Amidst the ruin of Kirigakure the jounin kicked back his head and roared. At his feet a circle of bleeding bodies rose three feet from the ground and betwixt each of his hands were the skulls of his latest prey. The last poor souls to challenge his might. Flames licked across the ground only to part in a circle a foot away from his body as if in fear.

It was not until the beast sunk his fangs into the supple flesh of a victim’s skull that his eyes widened from the tingling of a sensation. Something else lived in these lands. Someone else wanted to challenge his power.

End.
Destruction.
Nothingness.

He wanted it all.

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Name: Asura Art: Consuming Darkness [ Yukikureru ]
Rank: A
Range: Self
Jutsu Type: Taijutsu
Elemental Affinity: -
Clan: -

Description: Needless to say the closer to "darkness", "evil", " rough energy", and concepts of equal value the better an Asura user becomes at using their art. If Raging Demon was the introduction then Yukikureru is the sustaining force behind its use. No doubt these are powerful arts that are used but they also work as a double edged sword in the fact that they can completely debilitate the ones making use of them. It is with this in mind that each practitioner finds a way to increase their depth in the art by sacrificing their light to descend deeper into the abyss. Depending on the mental aptitude and condition of the user this could take anywhere from two seconds of immobility to thirty seconds. Once this is done they open up a temporary link to their feral nature. In essence this creates a gateway for their darker tendencies to take control. It is not unheard of for the user to become lost in this forever and it is for this reason why there is usually a preset time set for when they enter this state. However, the benefits of entering this state is that after a period of time [ ten posts total ] their affinity with the style will increase in terms of manipulation of Pinyin: Yang to that of a tenth more of their original control along with their physical stamina increasing by an eighth of its capacity.

Penalties: Once activated this lasts for at least three posts. Their darker natures will most definitely take over leaving those around them vulnerable to attack or worse.

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Re: Knuckle Up [Kaitou]

PostPosted by Mephilis » Tue Mar 08, 2011 5:44 pm



The air grew tense and ominous. The scent of blood was thick in the air and the sensation of evil twisted throughout each brush of wind. As Ulquiorra came ever closer to the focal point of this feeling of hell, his eyes shifted from their gental green nature to a deep blue; the unique design of the Chouzetsugan encircling his pupil. With his new eyes, Ulquiorra's visual sense was expanded greatly, allowing him the ability to see into the distance where a cold-hearted man stood.

Bodies. Bloodied bodies surrounded the man, laid upon the floor - their lives striped from them without a second thought. This man... he was not to be toyed with. As Ulquiorra approached, he thought of several identities and abilities that the man could possess; but he couldn't be sure of anything. Not until confrontation. These lands were supposed to be Shugotenshi's, he couldn't simply allow a maniac to wander around and slaughter the people there. His actions couldn't be forgiven...

Mindless slaughter.

Careless cadaver creation...

Ulquiorra gripped a fist with his right hand, hidden by the pocket in which it was kept. As the distance between them strank to roughly fifty yards, Ulquiorra offered the man a cold gaze. His eyes were like daggers, piercing coldly through the distance between the two - obviously with one thing in mind. This meeting between them was quickly going to errupt into a battle.

Words would be short. Scarce. Unless taunting would occur. But Ulquiorra considered he'd start off. "What is your name, demon?" He asked with apparent apathy. What else could a man found in such a position be considered? Ulquiorra's chakra had long since been circulating throughout his body. Should the man launch forward with an attack suddenly, he'd be prepared at a moments notice. If anything, it would be his eyes that gave him away. Those eyes... they weren't normal. They weren't the eyes of sadness or woe, but instead the eyes of confliction and madness. Whoever this demon was, one thing was obvious: he was out for blood.

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Re: Knuckle Up [Kaitou]

PostPosted by Kaitou » Wed Mar 09, 2011 2:04 pm

His fingertips worked effortlessly through various hand seals followed by three ethereal Chinese dragons of three different hues sliding from his mouth to revolve around his body like summoned spirits. His senses flared as they focalized on every aspect of the body approaching him with a malignant determination. In his current state it was hardly likely that he wouldn't be aggressive in his destruction of the approaching creature. Even though there was a familiar tinge to the man's scent Eta-naru Kaitou dismissed it immediately. His current mindset saw anyone beyond those who held a soul connection with him as nothing but organic waste to be collected by his fist.

Another four hand signs were made in the midst of his rage before being punctuated by the drawing of both his fists to his sides. An unnatural wind increased the pressure about his body for the most minute of seconds, then in one fluid motion the man thrust both his palms before him to send a hailstorm of bodies rocketing forward in a full circle. Where the propulsion of the wind stopped twenty-five meters out momentum kept the cadavers punching through the air at a mild drop in speed.

"What is your name, demon?"

Reptilian eyes that glew with an ominous golden light simple stared back with an intensity so great weaker minded individuals would have wilted under its gaze. Small embers of fire drifted through the air as dust on the wind. Name? The creature searched his memory for a recent name, yet all it could find were the blood and tears of its victim. It had been so long since its last release. Since its master lost itself to the darkness. What had he called it?

"Asura."

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Re: Knuckle Up [Kaitou]

PostPosted by Mephilis » Fri Mar 11, 2011 12:14 pm

Dragons revolved around the man's body before a second chain of hand signs sent several bodies rocketing outward. Ulquiorra held his ground, stepping lightly and bending his body as necessary to easily avoid the bodies which came at him. Their eyes met and Ulquiorra could feel the weight of the sorrow and hatred they carred. He said his name was Asura...but, he looked familiar. An Onoda - at least of his calibur - never forgets. The man before him, who called himself Asura looked similar to... Ulquiorra's eye's narrowed slightly. Eta-Naru Kaitou? It'd been years since the two were seen in ICARUS. One of the more prevailent memories of him was during the war, after they set sail from Iwa. But, were these two individuals truly one in the same?

"Hmpf." Ulquiorra huffed before pulling his hands free from his pockets and drawing his sword. The Katana he drew was of average length, but was very unique in appearance. The blade is pure black, and has a surreal blue glow that pulses around the outside of the blade every few seconds. Etched into the steel of the blade, is a quote written in blood red lettering; but the print is too small to see from a distance. Gripping his sword in his right hand, he pressed his right index finger into the handle of the blade; preparing to strike.

Stepping forward just once, Ulquiorra darted forward quickly; obviously, the man before him had no other intention than to fight. To kill. His gaze said it all. So he made the first move. His sword moved with his body as one, part of his arm; an extension of him. As he drew near, he slashed from his right to left, bringing his arm closer into his chest - set if he needed to slash back for defence, or another attack.
If Asura and Kaitou were one in the same, he'd find out soon enough. But no matter what, the most important thing to do would be to decipher the man's skills. This might be his toughest fight yet...

Spoiler:
Lame post is lame. :/

Name: Façade :: Omotegamae
Rank: B
Range: Supplementary
Jutsu Type: Genjutsu
Elemental Affinity: [none]
Clan: [none]
Description: Omotegamae is a Genjutsu technique that relies on the user having to play along with this technique, as it creates a false image within the opponents line of sight. This object can be any number of things as long as it doesn’t exceed the size of fifteen feet. It can be an animal, a building, or perhaps even a tree. The illusion that is presented to the opponent, is that of the imagination of the user. This technique gives sound to the objects which have been created; though the sound is only audible and can only be seen by the opponent themselves since the Genjutsu influences the targets mind directly. There is no limitations to the creature or object being created and can yield devastatingly frightful or enjoyable experiences to the opponent. While transfixed by this technique the opponent will stay in one spot, imaging themselves walking; making hand seals; and talking. Everything they do, depending on if they have the will to break free of the Genjutsu, is an illusion. This Genjutsu can be triggered by means of eye contact, physical contact (touching), or if the opponent takes a glance at the users pointer finger.

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