THE START OF THE WINTER FIST FESTIVAL [Observation Group A]
Sat Jan 11, 2014 12:23 pm
Artist: Kommisar - Song: Rainbow Palace - Word Count: 2000
There was nothing but mist throughout the lands as the dawn of the sun reigned upon the likes of the 11th Division. It was a frigid, cold and damp morning; but it was one where the Captain of this division was seen standing upon the top of the tallest building within the nest of numerous structures throughout the Squad Eleven compound. Gazing outwards towards an empty spot within her barracks, a mischievous smirk crept across The Menacing Devil's Face as she knew this was going to be the spot where things would get interesting. Taking flight over towards the range that spanned for around a half mile, she'd reach within a matter of moments before swiftly stopping roughly hovering one hundred feet above the vicinity. "Perfect. This looks like an ideal spot. Now, let's build ourselves a fitting stage!"In a matter of moments, there was a sudden surge within the depths of energy inside of Ibiki. It was obvious at this point she was getting ready to release: "SMASH 'EM UP, ONI-KYOSEI!" Echoing those words throughout the land, a burst of purple energy exploded around her as the color within Ibiki's eyes soon faded and that grin of hers grin even wider in size. Holding out her hands, the ground throughout the 11th Division started to shake as if there was an earthquake occurring. It caused many in the buildings throughout the squad to suddenly rushing out to see what the commotion was as they felt their Captain's spiritual pressure skyrocket. However, before they could approach, a wall of indigo-hued energy kept them back. It was far too dangerous for them at the moment to approach this land at the moment.
Taking a heavy sigh, The Horned Devil of Squad 11 smashed her hands together and a shockwave erupted throughout the lands as to the center of this land a white spire emerged that reached into the heavens themselves. Following that release, four other silver spheres emerged from the earth: one from the south, one from the west, one from the east and one from the north. All five of these spires together stopped once they were high enough in the air to be in the same range as the clouds in the sky. What was so important about these spires? Well, they were constructed through Ibiki's Envision Force: an ability of her Shikai that allowed The Captain to utilize her will as extension of herself through spiritual energy via Resolve Force's energy; the primary power of her Zanpukto that essentially has the ability to transform her resolve into a tangible force that she uses alongside her brute fighting style to overwhelm her opponents.
In this instance, however, she wasn't aiming for anything combat related. Rather, she was making blueprints for a colossal arena to host her Winter Fist Festival; a tournament that the intentions of bringing back the Gotei 13 on it's feet by assembling some of it's most revered Shinigami in one place. There was going to be booze, merriment, fighting and socializing to go on throughout this event as one set of combatants would fight for the title of her fellow Vice Captain, while another would simply fight for the sport of it; letting everyone else in between enjoy the show and endless supply of hootch readily available by Ibiki.
SO, without further adieu, what had been needed now....WAS A STADIUM! Grinning with sheer glee, five colossal mounds of Earth shot up into the air at great speeds that spanned roughly two hundred meters in size each. They were directed to the tops of these spires, connected at the base and soon they started to contort, morph and shift as Ibiki let out a monstrous roar. What was occurring here? Resolve Force was being put to work as she started to shift the landmasses into different stadiums filled with many fighting arenas, observation decks and wide spaces for people to gather. These colosseums shared the same hue as the spire with their white shaded colors; nearly resembling the Ancient Stadiums of Greece with their looks. From there, they would all be connected by a ring that allowed people to travel in between the facilities in the North, South, West and East locations; and then a series of spires from each of these four stadiums were attached to the central arena in the middle.
Now, with these beeathmous crafted, it was time for her to begin assigning purposes to each one of her creations. The colosseum located in the center would be designated for competitors aiming for the title of Squad 11 Captain: this would be called Group Prime and would she'd divide these people into various companies that were limited to having six per group to avoid overcrowding. Now, as to the structure to the south? This would be where those who aren't looking to be her Vice Captain will be located if they are desiring a fight. In this stadium, there will be anyone within the Gotei 13 and even the Soul Society itself who desires to have a good spar and put on a show for others to observe. As with Group Prime, there will be no more then six competitors allowed; which meant that three stadiums were left to go; however they all more or less served a similar purpose. These would be structures where socializing can take place, people can observe the fights from a distance and make merry as they choose along with serving a function to store the copious amounts of booze that will be imported for this tournament.
Which mean, on that note, it was most certainly time for Sake Sutorīmi's ability to shine as Ibiki grabbed her trusty, purple colored gorge. Releasing many of hte seals seen across it, The Menacing Devil went through with opening it's top and soon enough, in her released state, there would be a colossal wave of liquid sunshine released from it as the precious, alcoholic beverage had been stared within massive circular chambers stored in the base of each spire and within the other stadiums excluding the Central and South Stadiums. From there, she'd seal Sake Sutorīmi into the ground and connect it through a series of tubes that were associated with these three stadiums and spires to constantly refill and disperse it's contents whenever it's volume would decrease until the tournament was completed. This was to ensure she could keep up with the demand that would surely arise as this event got underway.
With everything set-up, the likes of those below her had mixed reaction ranging from awe at the sheer size and height of this structure, to anger for being woken up by such a ruckus and confusion as to why it was made. For that reason, Ibiki was ready to announce the purpose of this event. Readying a mass series of Hell Butterflies, she sent thousand of these throughout the Seireitei and the Soul Society alike to make sure that this message was broadcasted to everyone who was interested:
"My name is Ibiki Zaraki, otherwise known as The Squad 11 Captain, Menacing Devil, Miss Suika and other similar titles you may or may not know me as. I bring this announcement to call out all of those within the Seireitei and Soul Society alike to come partake in my Winter Fist Festival. So, pay attention to what I say closely from here on out please! The Winter Fist Festival Tournament will be held today in the depths of the Squad 11 Company. And it's purpose? It's rather simple! I recently have taken the helm as Captain and I wish to bring my division back with a bang. I have a desire to understand the people who follow me, who fight alongside me and those who call themselves my ally.
Thus, with this tournament, I will have those who desire to be my VC, no matter they come from the Rukongai, other divisions or my own squad are welcome to this tournament. Shinigami interested in petting themselves to a real challenge will be welcomed towards the Central Colosseum to put their abilities to the test. I'll have you all fight in groups going upwards of six people at a maximum, and it will be a King of The Hill Style match: meaning that the last person standing from each group will be crowned victor of The Winter Feast Festival Tournament and prompted to my Vice Captain; going on to face me in a final exhibition match. The only limit I have is that you try to fight fair and avoid any cheapshots.
Yet, for those not interested in such a thing, but still thirst for a battle: I welcome you to join the South Stadium where those who seek a sportsmanship-like spar will have many facilities and arenas to do battle in. From fellow Captains wishing to showcase their strength, or simply those wanting to make a point to join. You people will also be divided into similar groups and the winner of your fights will take on the title as Winter Feast Champs.
For everyone else, feel free to take as much merriment, booze and entertainment as you like from this as everyone who partakes in this will be receiving ten years worth of hootch from myself personally. Hehehehehe, so feel free to socialize, get to know each other and let's put on a good show for all of those watching us. I certainly want to see other Captains taking part in the observations, but I'll hold my breath on that one. I hope everyone one of you that joins this tournament gives me the best fighting spirit you can offer and give us a real good thrashing.
This is Ibiki Zaraki, OVER AND OUT!"
With that, she'd close her messages and soon a storm of hell butterflies were sent off in every which direction. Taking a heavy breath, she'd release from her Shikai state and fly upwards to the Observation Station located to the East to have a primary view of all of the events taking place. This was going to be a grand day indeed and she was looking forward to all of the fights, all of the faces and all of the events that would take place as the Winter Fist Festival would progress on this cold day in the Seireitei.
Meanwhile, all of the members of the Division 11 Squad let out a roar as they were seen jumping, flying and transports themselves to the stadiums in any method they could. Some tried climbing the colossal spires, others were running up the staircase of the towers; many individuals simply flew to the top and another majority merely used Senkaimon to travel into the colosseums. In due time, as time would go on, many sorts of crowds were seen appearing in the many facilities throughout this festival and a large gathering would be had for the Winter Fist Festival; all waiting for a good show to be had, a chance to test their abilities and to just plain have some fun.
Whatever would occur here today would be marked in everyone's memory, that is for certain. It was time the The Division 11 had their own mark to make and this was certainly a start towards that. For this would be an event that would most certainly go down in the Gotei 13's history; because never before had they hosted such a tournament before and to do so was quite the radical move in Ibiki's opinion as she watched all of these contestants assemble towards their respective arenas. It brought such great happiness to her, despite the creeping feeling the likes of Central 46 may eventually nag her about it later. At any case, she'd utter these words out to herself before putting an end to things:
"Well, here goes nothing. The start of my campaign begins with this beautiful event here today. Hehehe, let's hope that this isn't a choice I soon regret!"