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HE CAME BACK FOR MORE! Britain Under Attack! [OPEN, RAPID]
Thu Jun 12, 2014 1:32 pm
"HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOO BRITAIN!!!"
The voice that came thundering from across the English Channel roared out as suddenly, the port town of Durham was suddenly and violently hit with a terrific wave of pure water. Out of the massive wave, a single bieng shot out, his body spinning rapidly. His gigantic head of blonde hair was stirring behind his head as both arms flew out, his form coasting along the air as he smashed into the ground. A massive crater appeared, demons and humans, the residents of the city being sent flying as the male known as Moonie Iramasha crushed the buildings around where he landed fromt eh sheer force of his entry.
"VOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOI!!!"
The male's head was thrown up to the sky, his jaw open wide as the massive amount of pure volume left his mouth, a wave of sound leaving his body and blowing away rubble and even bodies that had been knocked over by his presence. His head turning around as the hair flew about all over his body. Finally, his body shot upwards, running out of the pit on his hands and feet as his body began to curl in on itself once more. His legs flew downwards, pointing towards the nearest building as it slammed into its side, the entire line of buildings behind it collapsing from the absolutely massive amount of force that his legs were exerting.
"VOI! IF YOU'RE DEFENDING THIS CITY, YOU BETTER COME OUT!!!"
The voice of the male roared as his entire body became covered in his Blast energy. His arms flew upwards as Blast soared from his hands, extending outwards from where he was floating in the air. The Blast energy was slamming into the buildings on either side as they were literally ripped apart into nothing, rubbed into nothing but dust as they were erased. The Moon Iramasha was laughing and cackling as he slammed down into the ground below, his fists flashing out as he slammed his hands into those who were on the ground.
"VOI! COME ON? WHO WILL IT BE? IS THERE ANYONE WHO CAN STAND UP HIMSELF?!" The male demanded as his fists flashed out even more, slamming them into pedestrian after pedestrian, awaiting whoever it would be who would halt his assault and attempt to defeat him…
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Re: HE CAME BACK FOR MORE! Britain Under Attack! [OPEN, RAPID]
Wed Jul 02, 2014 8:31 am
[PLAY ALL OF THE POSTING MUSIC]
Artist: Guano Apes - Song: High - Word Count: 2038
The moment that the first burst of spiritual energy slammed into the city of Durham was the very instant that the defenses of the city came to life. Hearing explosions in the distance, an agitated Rose Mischevang already understood that someone was attacking the city with unrelenting force. After all, it didn't take a rocket scientist to deduce that screaming in the distance, energy signatures fading off the map and massive plumes of smoke rising up to the skies were tell-tell signs of an invasion or attack taking place. Shaking her head and giving an irritated sigh, the face of The Primera Espada grew into a scowl as it seemed like these attacks were becoming more frequent on Earth; almost to the point where it was a daily occurrence with how intense the conflict on the living realm had accelerated since the war for Australia. So it was just her luck that she'd decide to handle and conduct business on part of Shadow Fall on this day. You plan a trip to handle civil affairs in the countryside and you get met with a rabid dog and his quest for vengeance -- typical. Nevertheless, as much as she loathed having to fight this insipid man, she knew that no one else for miles on end yielded as high a chance of defeating him as her. Therefore, the Espada decided to take to the rooftop of a black skyscraper that was located deeper within the heart of the city. Placing her barefoot against the steel railing of the building, a hardened breath exhaled out of the crimson hair Mischevang's mouth. As the wind started to accelerate in its gust, her white dress whipped in a violent manner against the air current as her brilliant mind went to work devising a solution in a matter of seconds. With the sounds of metallic-like rattling came from the Espada's black leg and wrist chains, the flare of her golden necklace shimmered in the sun -- and in that moment -- her defensive maneuvers were ready to go. Now having her scarlet eyes locked on the position of Moonie Iramasha, she was ready to play hardball with the bold Nature Iramasha and pull the trigger.
Understanding there was nothing that she could do for the people caught up in the first wave of Moonie's assault, Rose instead focused on protecting and saving what she could following the initial blast. Therefore, with swiftness and cunning, The Primera Espada's energy extended across the vast range of Durham at absurd speeds. Expanding like its own explosion, a crimson dome enveloped the whole of the city at hand in a matter of seconds. Taking a deep breath and letting her body catch up with itself, there was a fair bit of strain placed on Rose by expending this much energy in such a short amount of time. This shown in the fact that her body was sweating, eyes were trembling and the Mischevang felt as if she had made a mad sprint in a one hundred meter race.
Despite that, she was well within control of herself and could deal with these somewhat unpleasant sensations to accomplish her job. Clapping her hands together to give a signal to her energy to go into overdrive mode, she rewrote the very code of existence in the city in order to create an exact replica of the whole city thanks to Origin Code. From there, she then decided to create her own subspace in order to swap places with the duplicate town of Durham and the actual city in order to avoid any collateral damage from taking place in this battle. In this way, she'd be free to fight as she pleased without endangering any of her comrades. As, in spite of her being allied with a bunch of nutjobs, Rose never had it in her to senselessly kill unless it was her job to wipe out a target.
Still, there was no time to get lost on hopeless sentiments. There was a war being waged and The Primera Espada needed to react accordingly. Henceforth, on the outside of this duplicate city, Rose gave instructions to her faccion to deploy energy rods from Shadow Fall's research department to be injected to all boundaries of the real Durham. These sources of power would prove to be pivotal in producing a dome around the metropolis in order to protect it from any further threats on the off-chance that Moonie wasn't alone. After all, there were scattered reports from her intelligence that he was indeed affiliated with The Vanguard and this could be a potential declaration of war on their part through him.
At any rate, with the dome's energy being amplified to be on par with the barrier shielding Iramasha Island, there was not much of a chance of many opposition forces breaking through without great difficulty. All that was left now was to give coordinates to the outlands of Europe and transport the duplicate city and it's dummy-citizens to a remote place so that Rose could address the threat herself. Thus, the false-city was intended to be move miles away from Durham and give them a chance to start the process of rebuilding, sending information to Shadow Fall and allowing those under Rose Mischevang's guidance to beef up security and send alerts to other Shadow Fall nations to be on high alert.
(CHANGE SONG HERE)
If all the obstacles were successfully dealt with, all that she'd need to worry about at this point was dealing with the rambunctious male before her. It wasn't going to be an easy battle, as the estimates from his energy levels were substantially high. However, from her cybernetic minds own projections -- the odds were still somewhat more in her favor to win this. Yet, there was a void feeling in approaching this male. The Primera had a decent idea of just who Moonie Iramasha was from the data gathered from his fights in Europe, so the odds of talking him out of this were null. Therefore, with her recent change in persona, the callous Rose Mischevang was going to have to come to the forefront of the Espada's mind to takeover. Dealing with a monster like this required one to be the subjugator and predator. Flashing back to the days of her terror in Hueco Mundo, a fierce and violent approach was going to be needed to quell this situation. After all, you don't become the Primera Espada of Hueco Mundo just as a fancy title. Blood and death coated Rose's past like a blinding shade of deep red.
In fact, there was a hint of rage behind Rose's eyes just thinking about the recent stint of events of hollow's doubting the rule of her sister, Ashlei Mischevang. Never wanting to see her sister hurt or hear ill-will of her, Rose was always there to enforce her kingdom -- even if she never did anything worthwhile to defend it herself. Mowing through row after row of rebels, doubters and those simply seeking to take the Mischevang's row. Each time she plowed through them with her fist, the cementing impact of her right to rule was impacted further into the psyche of Hueco Mundo. Thus, she'd repeat those very same actions here by proving the worth of her terrority by engaging The Moon Iramasha in combat.
So taking off like a bat out of hell, Rose moved at what seemed like teleporation-esqe speeds as she activated her sonido thrusters to guide her to the path of her prey. Gathering up a vast wealth of energy from her EXCCV3 energy cores, the limbs of The Primera Espada were devoured by a shining pink light as she approached the range of Moonie Iramasha. Collecting the kinetic energy alongside her own strength, she was going to plow straight through this menace with the utmost of intent. Henceforth, having enough colleterial force to equal a cero oscuras, Rose's fist was going to meet Moonie Iramasha's face or fist by the time he was finished killing the last false-citizen.
Even if it failed to connect with him, the unleashing of this strength was enough to wipe out an entire chunk of this city in one blow. So one could imagine if he were impacted against this with full-force. Possessing with her the strength to even cut through the strongest of Arrancarkind's hierros, the armor piercing aspect of this strike could very well place a dent in the defenses of Moonie Iramashsa and send him hurdling like a ragdoll throughout the landscape of the metropolis. He'd feel his physical and spiritual body aching as this blow was designed to bring down his health in the form of strain, exhaustion and damage inflicted to his source of nature energy and the lowering of his body's durability as this fight progressed.
So, one would imagine that a followed up combination of these attacks would prove to be sufficient enough impact to get the man riled up and on guard. For what was coming next was more bombardment from the Primera Espada. Even if he were unmoved or sent flying, Rose was going to keep on him like a lingering odor and proceed with plowing straight through him headfirst. In the form of punches to his face, jabs to his chest and a dropkick with enough force to level this town, the physical strength of the Mischevang was nothing to be scoffed at. As, over the duration of her assault, a grimace came to pass over Rose's face as the woman's eyes grew further with an internal fury.
"Y'know, it is rather ironic that an Arrancar is now posing as the role of a protector. A few hundred years ago the scenario would have been reversed." Sounding gruff, stern and very hollow; the voice of the Primera Espada was very serious and to the point. Following her dialogue up with another explosion of energy, Rose punched the air itself in order to send a dense collection of kinetic energy at Moonie in order to continually plow through him as another explosion of debris and destruction would rise in the city skyline. If nothing else, this would keep him moving and allow her to further settle into this battle. "Yet, here we are, playing the role of defender and invader."
Now with her entire body having a flare of pink light engulfing it like a flame, the gaze from the Espada looked as if it could shatter the very foundation of a mortal man's soul; although she very much doubted Moonie cared enough. No. Like her line of thought before, she had faced many like him and mere intimidation tactics wouldn't work. Yet, the fury within her was brewing. However, she couldn't tell if it was at herself, the situation she was placed in, the invader or everything that lead to this point. There were too many conflicting feelings to sort through in her emotional landscape, so perhaps the best route was to vent it out through this battle.
"So tell me, Mr.Invader, what is your end-game here? To tear apart the regime of Shadow Fall? Find the thrill of another opponent for the hell of it? Or is something...more than that?" Letting those words sink in, she'd await to see his response to that and all of her attacks thus far to see if there was anything of substantial worth from this male. If not, she'd not grace him with any further words and continue down the path of just tearing through them him until either The Primera Espada broke or The Moon God broke. If nothing else, the mindset of fighting between the two fighters were similar in that regard. There were always reports given out that the Moon Iramasha yearned for a primal brawl with his targets. In regards to that information -- there was nothing more primal and brutal than the hierarchy of Hueco Mundo's blood-soaked rule. Either you had the strength to lead, or you were devoured, eaten and spit out like yesterdays lunch if you showed even the slightest sign of weakness -- just as it was in the wild sands of mother nature's indifference world.