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Thu Jul 18, 2013 4:47 am

CODE BY: THEFROST | GRAPHICS BY: Ulqui

10/07/2412

The sound of endless chatter echoing through one of the most advanced towns the world would have ever seen. The bright midday rays of sun coated the atmosphere in UV rays all of which were beneficial for attaining a perfect tan. Busy individuals scurried around the town rather intellectually which was expected of someone from this specific family. This was no weather to be wearing a suit, but it didn’t faze the businessmen and women of the family who had been dressed more formal than ever. The layout to the town was rather divergent as it had both a vast training field and a perfect financial district at the side of which laid the residential district, the home of the majority of the Yuudeshi family. Large taps slaps and collision sounds could be heard in the vicinity which wasn’t ideal, especially for meditation; however a young individual with broad shoulders and astonishing crimson hair remained balanced on his right arm while meditating.

One individual of many could be seen at the training ground balancing on solemnly one hand while sending short bursts of red reiatsu through the vast grass lands. Many would walk past and mutter regarding the boy born into the Yuudeshi family, the prodigy as some would categorize him. His hair lay at a 40 degree angle while his Zanpakutō lingered half way through the ground around thirty feet from his location. While this individual, Zeda, trained, no one even attempted to enter the training grounds, there was no real reason behind it, though maybe it made them uncomfortable training with another Yuudeshi or maybe because of his family background. Nevertheless he remained focused as the residual spiritual pressures released by his body began to shatter the ground beneath his hand as it ten folded in a matter of seconds; there was an upside to this specific training ground, no matter how much the spiritual pressure increased within the area it never effected people on the outside of the training grounds, only certain individuals such as his father or uncle could potentially generate enough energy to effect the people on the outskirts.

The wind around his body began to pick up pace as it began to spiral around his body, with every second it became more and more violent up until his eyes opened. The sincere diversity created by the combination of his reiatsu, the crushing ground and the bursts of wind mashed a hole through the ground raising dust above the ground and enveloping Zeda within it, it was time to begin. As the earth beneath him crumbled up he rotated his body mid-air while allowing his shinigami powers to prevail… he’d vanished. He was fast, very fast for that matter, but not even close to his uncle which encouraged him to improve, day in and out! His feet were pushing off the ground almost and sound breaking speeds, his eyes focused onto his Zanpakutō as he appeared in front of it in less than a fraction of a second. His right palm clenched the hilt of the Zanpakutō firmly as he carried on his radial path around the training ground. The oscillations generated by the speed of his movement radiated through the Zanpakutō, increasing its cutting capabilities and the friction generated by the tight movement allowed him to slice through the ground as the blade slowly ascended from below. He came to a stop at which point his left, free hand shot down to his waist in order to grab hold if his stop watch and slamming the pause button! “33 seconds, is this broken or something? ” his facial expression changed as he simply gazed at the watch for several seconds while repeating “Only 2 seconds faster”, mentally.

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Thu Jul 18, 2013 6:57 am

It was yet another one of those days in the town of Karakura, more a city than a town but never the less. It was hot, humid, and sunny. Most people on these days would be found in some type of skimpy clothing or short shorts, and Kakine was not one to differ from this stereotype. Kakine Yuudeshi had been making his way in and out of the downtown of Karakura, running errands and picking up certain goods for both himself and the family back at the Yuudeshi Compound. Kakine was dressed up in what could be described as a normal outfit for any man on the street, a pair of khaki shorts and a black t-shirt. Along with that, Kakine wore some type of vintage footwear that you couldn't find anywhere on earth at this point, Kakine only having them due to his ability to create almost anything that had previously existed or still does exist to this day. Another odd thing that could be pinpointed in Kakine's appearance at this moment was that he wore a Necklace that held the shape of an M. Anyone that knew this male would know that this necklace represented that of his dead wife who had risked her life in World War 3, to others it may mean nothing, Kakine didn't care either way.

Making his way back into the Yuudeshi compound, Kakine focused his energy within the air once more to allow himself to sense any person that could be within the compound at this specific moment. With the normal amount of people that simply walk around constantly and visit certain buildings in the Yuudeshi compound, Kakine could since his brothers Shadin and Zin Yuudeshi, his niece Shatari, and his nephew Zeda. As per the usual schedule of Zeda Yuudeshi, Kakine could feel his spiritual pressure rising constantly, then once again lowering. The boy was yet again into training, the stupid kid had the determination of his father, which Kakine had to grow up with constantly. With that being acknowledged, Kakine made his way to the training grounds as he usually did when someone in his family was training there. Whenever he was able to interact with his family and help them in their training, Kakine would do anything to be there for them.

Kakine emerged from the sidewalk that surrounded the training grounds, his eyes fixated on his nephew as he sat there and continued to increase his speed and power as he trained hard. This was a normal thing for Zeda Yuudeshi, and watching the kid train was quite annoying, because he would always do the exact same time every single day. All he would do was sit here, increase his speed and try to beat his previous speed that he had done just five minutes ago, maybe even shorter. "Yo, Nephew." Kakine waved from the spot he stood which was maybe five or six meters away from his nephew. Flicking his wrist, he was able to conjure two ice cream cones that formed in either hand, Kakine now making his way to his Nephew. "So, from the looks of things, you've been caught up in some type of training, eh' Zeda?" He looked around the area, the destruction of specific spots all around the training ground. Concentrating once more on the area his body, Kakine would reconstruct the destroyed land make it look as pristine as it had the very first day it was to be viewed here. Handing his nephew his own ice cream cone, he smirked and took a small lick from his. "So, you're gonna spar with me right kid?"

Thu Jul 18, 2013 7:52 am

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He sighed at his stop watch as he sensed a very powerful spiritual pressure nearby. He smirked, it was funny, his father and two uncles near enough matched one another with spiritual pressure levels and in a sense they resembled one another in terms of over whelming power. Zeda plummeted the stop watch back into his pocket as his uncle, Kakine called out, “Yo Nephew, So, from the looks of things, you've been caught up in some type of training, eh' Zeda?” . His uncle had a rather interesting power which allowed him to create anything at his will; it was clear as two ice cream cones appeared in each of his hands while the training ground began to return to pristine condition. Zeda always wondered how the training ground was repaired after intensive training that he did over the time, guess this answered his question! Zeda burrowed his Zanpakutō into the ground as he turned to face his uncle, grinning as usual while his feet shuffled across the ground.

Both Zeda and his uncle began to walk toward one another as the sweat on Zedas shirt became observable. He glanced at the ice cream cones while he marginally moved his shirt around in order to allow a breeze to cool him off. Zeda parted his lips as he was about to ask his uncle for a training spar, however before he got the chance, his Uncle spoke out; “"So, you're gonna spar with me right kid?"” in response Zeda nodded prior to finally speaking out, “I have a condition though, help me improve in close combat!?” Zedas feet spread out allowing a small space for flexibility and prompt movement. His eyes focused onto his uncle while he awaited a response.

The flash his uncle was to respond and enter his own stance, Zeda was to burst out towards him. The space between them being near 8meters which could be covered in a blink of an eye; Zeda would appear in front of his uncle while already somewhat crouched down to make the most of the leverage generated by his fist. His right fist would fly through the air in a hook motion while his shoulder would maximize the damage dealt due to the sheer angle of the shot; the hook aimed for the back of his uncles jaw, if it was to connect it could potentially dislocate or even break the bone, due to the minimal space between the duo it would make it rather hard for his uncle to evade the shot, though a block could be possible. Zeda aimed for a barrage, this he would perform the hook twice, once when appearing and once more regardless of whether or not the first punch made contact or not.

In combination of his first punch, his left fist was set to shoot out in a linear motion and slam into his uncle’s appendix while his attention was diverted by the hook. The straight would send a sudden shock through the abdomen which after several moments would begin to hurt with the centre point of the pain being the appendix itself and the secondary point of paint would potentially be the stomach. Prior to colliding with the base of his uncle’s tissue he would rotate his fist 180 degrees right before collision; the twisting snap maximizes the speed of the punch and magnifies the force of the blow thus concentrating the power to the first two knuckles of his hand dealing roughly 48 lbs of force onto the point.

As a final move of his three piece, cliché combination, Zeda would instantly dropped down the ground while taking a 180 swift rotation of his right, now extended leg in the hope of sweeping his uncles legs and obliging him to descend to the ground. Upon descending his fingers would touch the ground allowing him to have additional power as he hastily spun in a circular motion. The intent of this was to drop his uncle but how effective it would be against a Hakura expert would be a whole different matter! If the sweep was to take place successfully, Zeda would simply flash step to the top of his Zanpakutō, far from his uncle prior to simply inquiring, “How was that? ”

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Thu Jul 18, 2013 5:17 pm

Enter The God of Nothing

Is this all you'll send my way?

<< Eye for an Eye, Tooth for a Tooth >> (( Blade )) KakineTemBar

To the soul wandering all alone

Kakine Yuudeshi; ORG/POSITION ; Human; 0-2

From the outside in, it was quite obvious that Kakine was proud of where his nephew had gotten himself at this point, but did he think he was to the point where his uncle wouldn't be able to notice when he had a plan up his sleeve? The boy responded to Kakine's words, only stating that he wanted Kakine to help him with his hand to hand combat so he could get better, maybe advance in skill. He liked that his nephew wanted to try so hard at getting better and he was glad that he would come to Kakine for such help, acknowledging Kakine's power in a sense. Yawning, Kakine shifted his body as he responded to his nephew. "Yeah, I guess I can train you in Hand to Hand, kid." Kakine knew quite a bit of hand to hand fighting, having mastered multiple styles and the simplistic street fighting style that most kids that grew up in Karakura knew of in his time.

That's when Zeda shifted himself, entering a stance that Kakine truthfully did not care about. By raising his right arm, Kakine focused his energy to create a small gauntlet on his right hand of steel, by doing so Kakine waited for his nephew to attack. It was quick, a gap of eight meters has been shifted through to allow a direct attack towards Kakine, and Kakine expected this much from his nephew. By shifting only slightly, Kakine's body moved to the left of Zeda's punch, almost taking the blow directly. With this, Kakine tried to simply smash his own fist into Zeda's face, avoiding any further attacks all together. If he were not able to do this though, Kakine would end up, twisting away from Zeda's body and launching himself backwards away from the male.

With that, Kakine slid his right hand over an empty place beside his waist, causing his Zanpakutō to form silently. By snapping is right fingers, the weapon dissolved and formed into a woman, her name Benkei. Kakine simply summoned her to allow her to watch, so she stood by and observed the males. Knowing that Zeda would not give up, Kakine lunged himself at him now whether his previous attack had connected, aiming his right fist towards the male's chest. By shifting his stance and lowering his body, Kakine would be able to smash his fist into Zeda's chest if he were not to block it or dodge it, a follow up attack of Kakine's foot aimed for the boy's head would be in pursuit of his face, showing that Kakine meant business. Now Kakine did not expect to land all of these hits, nor did he know if he could land all these attacks, but if he were to be able to land at least one of them, he could possibly break the bones that resided in the area of the attack due to the massive force behind his punches.

Exit The Yuudeshi of Nothing

I can't be bothered anymore..

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Tue Jul 23, 2013 9:29 pm

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His fist slammed straight into his uncles jaw yet he didn’t even flinch. Zeda was aware of what was coming next but it was happening all too fast for him to pull away, this was a Hakuda fight, therefore no Kidō would be used, though he could have easily stopped the punch from even covering the distance between Zeda and his expert of an uncle but still it was far too late. His eyes followed the movement of the fist as his own pushed off his uncle’s jaw; a rotation of his face took place while he edged back but then came the collision from his uncle’s fist. It slammed straight into his head, something like a sledgehammer if not a touch weaker. Was the Hakuda Master losing his touch? Zeda smirked as he vanished simply to re-appear to his uncle’s right by which time his fingers had snapped and his Zanpakutō spirit arose from the blade. Zeda was balanced on his left foot while his right was extended outward creating a 90degree angle between the two adjacent areas. His black eyes watched the vasodilation take place in his cheeks from the previous collision while his own cheek began to turn red and swell at a rather slow pace.

A burst of fire shot forth from his heel the instant he re-appeared which boosted his leg straight around and into his uncles back. The sudden change in velocity would magnify the pain as the collision would take place over a wider surface area while the base of his foot was extended to its peak allowing the sheer force to increase by around 45 ton in the hope of slamming is uncle away for a home run. The sudden rotation prompted immediate action from his uncle; otherwise he would be fairly screwed as the collision would send a magnified pain throughout his spine. The Yuudeshi are lean and skinny figures, therefore shots like those were likely to cause a lot of damage, and though he had seen his uncles and father receive much more damage without batting an eye at the severity of the damage. In a split second his foot would pull back less than an inch as an even bigger burst of fire shot off from his heel. Now, though his uncle may have already been on his trajectory westward, the kick was aimed to reach his back before he got out of distance in order to tenfold the 45ton damage and send him straight into the wall of the training grounds. He was aware that his uncle wouldn’t allow it, getting slammed around by his nephew? That wasn’t going to happen, though Zedas kick was as fast as any and the speed difference between the duo would hopefully allow the strike to make impact in time to clutter the walls of the training area.

This training area was rather odd in itself, there were times that it was closed and others when it was open but suddenly the large walls began to rise up almost instinctively. The walls arched over and connected in the middle as natural lighting was no more! Though it was still light within the area, almost as if nothing had happened, this would have highly likely been one of the mechanical components that sprang into action when an excess off two different spiritual pressures was picked up on the training grounds, possibly to evade any injuries to the businessmen and women of the Yuudeshi district. His jet black eyes then promptly glanced at the Zanpakutō spirit while removing the gaze from the fearless Hakuda Monster and pinning it onto the hot assed Zanpakutō spirit that his uncle had! It was a shame that she was only a mere spirit, his eyes skimmed over her body, glancing up and down as he took note of the large lance like weapon she bared in her palms.

Zedas lips parted and he began to speak, “Soo, how was that? ” his gaze shifted back to his uncle without yet knowing whether or not the kick had any effect on him; it was about time to find out. His eyes firstly glanced at his uncle’s previous location which was a foot away from him. If his uncle was there then his kick had failed, though if it had succeeded then the massive pressure that had slammed into his uncles back would have forged a deep outline off his body in the western wall.

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Sun Oct 04, 2015 9:52 am

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