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Mon Sep 29, 2014 1:06 pm

Having awoken in Hueco Mundo, Anise did nothing but wander for about three weeks killing her own kind too satisfy her hunger, for the most part it was going well. She had killed one as of late that had seemed too give a rush of memories, now she was happy and could having gathered all her egos she was starting too get a jist of how she ended up here and why she was so powerful. The hilt in her hand now had a incomplete blade upon it and as the doll walked she would look like a lost child, but looks are always lies. It only took a short while for the doll too make it to the hollow city where she simply began too drool at the sight of so many of her kind all bunched together seemingly for her too eat, but as of late she simply stuck too the shadows making sure too stay out of the way of enemy's far above her level. It was here she gathered her id's all of them having been drawn too this place for some reason, the first was within a shopping store and Anise simply walked in and considering the lack of high level beings they never even knew she was there and the hollow simply dissipated as she walked away only too see that in this memory she got back her vocabulary and with the thrill of knowledge Anise let out a scream for no real reason she gathered a bit of attention but just decided too walk off with people's eyes still wavering over her.

By the time she had left Hueco Mundo she had gathered 12 of her 13 incarnations and was too say a skilled person in her past life having went from a sickly girl too a mere monster to regaining one's true self or was this her true self, she had earrings made of bone and in her hand, a rapier dyed silver with one part of the blade still missing she could not help but wonder what would happen when it was complete maybe she would know who she truly was and how too get about in this world of monster's, either way anise was walking among the vast desert of hueco mundo and there right before her eyes another Arrancar stood however she looks just like me!?

Anise would tense up over looking what seemed too be like another set of her memory's but this one was more defined looking over Anise with the same awe she looked at the being with, they looked exactly the same however the copy had black skin and yellow eyes. Hey! The doll would shout and begin running forward too take out this last piece of her from the past. However the opposite would run opening up a gate to the human world Anise not one too waver would follow tackling the hollow through it and landing on the other side with a thud. The two would roll for a bit...and as they did the doll could not help but notice that the girl still knew that Anise was there or was seemingly fighting on urges no matter she would punch down at the copies face only for her hand to be meet by dirt following this the copy Anise would punch the real Anise they obviously had the same skill level and that was a pain, Anise would move away from her copy and look around too see where they were. She would focus too see if any spiritual beings where near and after a few seconds she had found one and would shout at the top of her lungs.

Help!!!!!!

Wed Oct 01, 2014 6:25 am

Artist: Lotus Juice feat. HIROMI - Song: So Crazy - Word Count: 1030

Worst weather to travel in, seriously. A young man's bare feet standing ontop of his Nasods, pinky finger sticking right into his ear, his face completely shadowed by the hood of his jacket that had a pair of cat ears standing above the hood itself. Floating above the sky in contrast of being propelled by these godforsaken machines, all he could do was to stand and put up with nothing more than an idling face. Silence that crosses the air, the world was such a magnificent thing to ever see, these particles that pierces the atmosphere, floats around it like its toys and even reacting to certain chemicals in the air. The breeze was fairly weak, considering how he was propelled upward to float above the skies while moving slowly across the air, this was a man who had no fair abilities of his own as a shinigami, not even a sign of a Zanpakutō that hangs on any parts of his body, which he would be easily depicted as a spiritually-powered human alone with these obvious characteristics, though, it would be rough if they were to judge a book by its cover.

From afar and even close-up, most parts of his face is merely shadowed by the hoodie he was wearing on, with only his bare mouth available for sight and the left eye leaving an odd trace of a purple aura in a manner of a smoke effect with it when the sun striked down into the earth, brimming with heat in an almost intense levels, as expected for travelling where the heat could never end wherever he goes. Four mechanized weapons left floating behind his back, two propelling him onto the air under his foot, his clothing was pretty much a design of his own, a white hoodie jacket, a black t-shirt, a pair of gloves and a pair of white pants, and each of them clothings has a piece, a symbol drawn or even sewn to these clothings as a unique symbol for himself. Nothing much as himself was never a popular man nor was he the type to ever chat with anyone within the barracks since he had assigned himself to the 8th Squad a few days ago after he graduated from the shinigami academy as if it was nothing more than a piece of cake. Intellectual abilities is his forte, and he excels in that area more than anyone he can ever remember in his head, and strives to have the most potent mind in the world so that he could outsmart anyone who dares to be his enemies, and through that, he would need to attain the knowledge, information of everything in this world as long as he could get his hands on them, and this travelling? Well, to find more of these rare books that he could decipher himself and become more knowledgeable with it. That man, was Hisao Yazaki, an untitled young shinigami, still a beginner in physical combat and a definition of 'monster' when it comes to ranged combat, which is his zone of combat in fighting as long as there is a distance between himself and his opponent. A terrifying opponent indeed.

It could've been more typical than flying across the air in his life, away from Gotei 13, the public, and of course, from the imminent attention to do his duty as a shinigami. A high-pitched voice, screeching across these air particles and into the sky, an irritating tone that simply wants him to rip his own ears out by the tone of this.. person. It was a woman, and he never really cared when she screamed for help, wanting to pass by and not even giving a glance to the situation, well, that is what he wanted to do, but it would be great to play hero once in a while. However, before even trying to approach to that situation, his eyes were locked onto her, cautiously and carefully, with someone else on his line of sight, someone who looked almost like.. a twin? If he were to guess of that, he would be preparing himself before re-calculating his surroundings by unleashing a weak electromagnetic pulse, getting ahold of the information around him before letting his brain do the majority of the work since only simple calculations was only made for these machines to adapt into in case of any atmospheric changes. This way, any funny tricks or pranks would be nulled if she decides to try out anything to keep him locked in place with any possible spells or anything that might keep him down. His abilities are indeed still new, but not his Nasods, with the fact that they would make sure your life is on the damn line wihout walking past the borders of death.

Grinning slightly, his lips did not open, not even a whisper echoed through the air when he hovered closer to the female. He was quite a cunning man himself, that no matter how far-fetched a lie is, for him, they would never work on his eyes and his mind. Wihout knowing his own true potential, taking up a title for himself would be undelicate for a being like him. He needed more power, more knowledge, until nobody shall oppose him no matter what. It never stopped him from being the Mr. Good Guy as well when he got closer, enough to be a few centimeters away from her, only to speak in a few words, with a smile and a tone of a young man, deep in tone and seemingly in a more korean-ish accent, but having japanese to be more intermixed with it. "You've called?

Both of his arms was slid inside of the pockets of his jacket, face still shadowed by the hoodie, all she could ever see in such a range was his mouth, and a glowing left eye that outshines even the light around him. It seems.. that this is an interesting drive that runs in his veins. Trying to see what she would do next, then after the first glance she makes and information that runs against his mind, it would be a checkmate for his own game.

Wed Oct 01, 2014 1:38 pm

The copy was standing still the two staring at each other, it was most likely cause they could sense the new power source coming their way. Her call had worked giving her two things it would cause the doll too smile as the man came into view his hood would cause a frown seeing as how she could not look over his face in it's entirety she would rely on his smell scent the taste that he was exuding. However since he did come to her aid she would not be the enemy for now. She would move toward him about fifteen feet away and offer a smile as he began too spoke, I was wondering if you could kill that hollow for me.. Anise would lift up her rapier showing the missing piece in the otherwise gorgeous weapon.

The copy would over look the two giving a small grin as she tilted her head looking over the two she could only deduce that this copy was from her Tabula Rasa although with a simple glance at her skin upon entering this world Anise knew that she was indeed a incarnation a set of former memory's and sooner or later the original would come too collect her past and in turn her true ability's. For some reason the copy held the urge too keep going and was not intending on letting the kill her and wipe her from existence. She knew her power and what she could do their memory's floating inside them would shatter they could never hope too defeat what never happened. The copy Anise would lift her Zanpaktou, Aliquam tempus. Her hand would lay upon the blade causing it to glow and shatter the parts flying in the air and revolving in a circle before smashing into the copy's skull one by one until it was completely gone and Anise copy was standing there completely still her eye's now white from the sword fusing with her brain.

The real anise would over look the man that had came too her aid and attempt to gauge his full power, hopefully the two of them would be enough too defeat a enemy that knew all her own ability's. She could tell that the copy was readying too do something but could not tell until she began uttering some words and the weapon began to float in the air, it was the same as the memory she had acquired the rapier scattering and turning into hollows before wiping the dolls memory's. However instead of scattering the parts went into the copy's skull, this she had never seen and for that matter she had not gotten any memory' about the weapon that seemed to gain a part every time she found and killed a hollow which was actually a memory.

The copy had waited long enough and would bounce on the heels of her feet before bursting forward at advanced speeds utilizing sonido she would give off a static noise as she moved forward aiming a slash horizontally starting from the real Anise side, considering the mans rank and if he did not move he the copy would vanish from his memory upon reaching 35 feet of him.

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Thu Oct 02, 2014 5:44 am

Artist: Unknown - Song: Battle Area - Word Count: 1472

Well, it was never to blame him for not being able to see his face, since he does not like to show his face too much in the public to recognize him the moment of glance. Asking him to kill that hollow was a little too much of a.. luxury? He supposes. Well, as a shinigami himself, he does not possess any Zanpakutō himself to cleanse this being, and it was doubtful that the term of 'hollow' ever applies to this humanoid being, as this twin and the one that screamed for help probably held the same yet different wavelengths of spiritual power, but he knows, that they contain the same nature when his eyes was idling on its place, observing and getting a touch of his surroundings while his brain was doing so much work in this situation. Wihout furtherado, it was time for the purge for him. Whether this person is a hollow or not, he would care less, only in high hopes to wish that this one can put up a good fight to make sure that his duty as a shinigami won't be as boring as he thought so, especially when his own brain varies out from most of the organic brains around him, fused and shoved right into the likes of his skull, turning his head very much THE cyberbrain, with some modifications done and calculations made, giving him a high advantage when it comes to messing with the parts of his brain or even provide an illusion against him.

Himself, was considerably a cunning opponent at his own terms, grinning across his lips before chuckling when she pulled out her Zanpakutō as if she was a formidable fighter. Considering of his own physical abilities, he cannot do much and even with a low spiritual power akin to his own position, the 5h seat, it doesn't mean that his ranged capabilities are something to underestimate as well. Waving his hand lightly, the two Nasods would adjust its position for a little bit, until when it unleashed a powerful shockwave, it would propel his entire body at high speed, moving about the level of an advanced shunpo user, but instead of using a shunpo, by using the correct equation to propel his body by weighing his own body, the atmosphere, air particles and the wind around him, overcoming the velocity, opposite momentum and the gravitational pull would allow him to move efficiently at its peak using this Nasods to become his legs, blasting him at levels beyond what his own speed can do at general, and indeed, all of that? Was to blast himself right against the likes of the 'copy'.

Of course, when it comes to tampering with Hisao's brain, the removal of his memory of her existence can be considered virtually impossible. The firewall system placed up by his cyberbrain that fused with his organic brain, anything that dares to get past even to the core of his brain, or a part of his brain that governs the memories and events would require them to break through a hundred defensive layers, each layer placed orderly from the top to the bottom would make the security and decoding harder to break through, that even a single mistake would require their abilities that may tamper with people's minds, mentality, illusion-based, manipulating it or even trying to hijack it would need to get past these security systems, making it nigh-impossible for anyone to completely break past these securities. However, even if she does erase herself out of his memories, sight, smell, everything that stands within the existence of this being, by utilizing calculations through the usage of his cyberbrain, the memories could return by re-calculating the data of his atmosphere, physical structure of everything that he had calculated earlier ago, estimated spiritual power and etc, that even a little changes can be found by focusing on the wavelenghts of the battlefield, and by copying these details back to the part of the brain that governs memories, it is very much likely that he could remember and take these two back to his sight.

Facing directly to this 'copy', or he would call her, 'The Twin', face-to-face, his own appearance being completely covered out by the shadow of his hood, the only direct contact they made was both of their eyes, Hisao's left eye was glowing intensely, making it visible from the darkness and piercing through the shadows of his hood, staring deep into the copy's eyes with a grin, his fangs was visible from the smile of excitement, enjoyment? No, it was more of a sadistic smile when he was able to put himself into this situation, to fight, to make sure that the world knows who he is and shall fear him because of his powers. His hand was reaching out, only to smash into her stomach before four of his mechanized weapons would float to each corner of his arm, before firing a thin electromagnetic beam that was considered powerful enough to stay on par with a cero with each of these beams fired right out of these small, floating mechanized weapons that he named as the Nasods, and for this copy? Getting hit directly by it in such a close range between himself and the copy, especially when it is pointing right at her stomach just a few inches away from her stomach, the pain would be imminent to take as well.

However, that was not all he would just give and go. At such a range, he would kick up his knee before one of the Nasods beneath his feet propelled itself upwards, hoping to make an attempt into smashing right against the copy's chin and leave a crack to her lower jaw, before the Nasod flew back to his feet and make a quick retreat backwards by making a weak blast through the compression of a few electrons and overloading the pressure in the center of these compressed electrons to explode like a shockwave, capable of blasting even himself away for a few meters, moving further away from the female before his arm rose to the air, while hovering through the air at a normal speed after the initial escape, this was.. the purification. Keeping him afloat on the air when he stopped hovering, these Nasods twisted its direction, all six of them pointing at the copy when it was obviously a 40 feet distance between them, these Nasods would suddenly fire at a rapid spin, akin to a minigun, and all of it? Was hundreds to thousands of small orbs fired right at the copy, in a wave and at high speeds, much faster than his own beams, they are weak, very weak, to the copy, they sting like bees, but in numbers? Well, it depends how she takes it when there are a hundred to a thousand of them even if they don't hurt as much as they look, underestimating them would be the worst case scenario, of course. Well, these orbs are easy to destroy with a little swing or two from a Zanpakutō, easily blown away by the wind if they applied enough force and countered using an even more powerful attack whcih won't be a problem, but still, it still outnumbers its opponents at best. This was how terrifying he is when it comes to ranged combat, an enemy, an opponent and a shinigami that is not to be messed with. Fighting is his spirit, and will always be his own, until he gained more knowledge and power, Hisao shall prove the world that he should not be defied.

Still keeping himself afloat, it was just the beginning of this fight as well, only to let out a small laughter in a dark tone, a voice of a young man laughing at its victim as if they were a play thing, "Khk.. Kukukuku.."

Indeed, this was just a warm-up of his own as well, knowing that beings like her won't be taken down so easily by the likes of a shinigami like himself, Hisao couldn't be looking foward more than this miserable one to think that she had the guts. Well, he was having fun himself, but still keeping himself cautious at this female, whom he did not know and decided to help her out in making a killing out of this hollow, Hisao had a suspicion on this one, but for now, it would be a matter of time before questioning this girl. Otherwise, if this copy's still standing, he wouldn't be more welcome than to give her a free shot on him, to see if she can still tamper with his memories and outright erase her existence from his sight or to even make sure he is bloody gone from the world of his own. Who knows? The game had just begun.

Mon Oct 13, 2014 3:11 pm

The man quickly took the offense and moved at a speed that would make the copy smile, this would be no easy win seeing as how he was pushing his ability's much farther than she had originally seen through scanning his energy supply, No matter the moment he took of she knew that he was coming too indeed cut her off making her assault all the different. He would reach out and due to the multitude of his weapons surrounding him she went for the spot that would likewise cause the most harm, as he pushed his hand forward he would meet the copy's hand which was backed by a advanced amount of strength in it's attempt to grab the shinigamis hand and the girl would smile almost equally sadistically as he had produced. She would fire her Rapido bala about the same time as the nasods began gathering energy however her attack would come at a fierce speed moving about 60 times the rate as a normal bala the area in front her of hand would light up with countless energy blast that would move at master speeds to assault the man, If he did not pull away or move he would take a heavy amount of damage however she would still have to worry about his initial attack a blast on par with a cero she would simply absorb the impact and go flying back a few feet before catching herself in the air overlooking the impact point.

It was not enough to stop her as of yet so she would simply go back on the attack, her ability failed for some reason so she would sigh and think of another tactic. The weapons seemed too be his main offensive, the chin shot would miss do too the blast pushing the copy back and all his following assaults would not go as planned unless he could successfully dodge the entire Rapido bala. If he kept on with his original attack plan the copy would meet his weapons rapid fire with her own rapido bala the stronger would overpower the latter and by overlooking the attack sent anise knew hers was stronger and would push through the minigun like attack as well as outnumber it due too the speed they were being produced.

Either way, after that the copy would focus it's energy causing a hologram to form, the hologram would be a old memory of a menos coming at the copy what this would do due to the hologram looking real would hopefully cause the man too think it was a real hollow charging at him with the intentions to rip him apart

Tue Oct 14, 2014 8:56 am

Artist: Iuchi Maiko - Song: Pressure - Word Count: 3002

Oh my, oh my. If this goes on, this girl will never learn that their ranged abilities are far too different in their aspects for coordination, reading and calculation prowess. Despite not being all that powerful according to his spiritual power, but he makes use of it by making precise hits and vital points of his opponent. Even if one tries to shoot something that moves at mach speed, as long as he knows how it behaves, the movements and its 'final coordinate' from its initial position, it makes even abilities easy to read like a book. Nothing ever strays from the original, and certainly, not a bala that the copy has used. Its just a much more rapid version from the original but in the end, the changes were obvious and by using the physics and formulas that Hisao himself came up with, negating something as fast as it has claimed, being something nothing more than a mere pea being thrown at him. This is what his cyberbrain can do, by dwelling into the world of intelligence, outsmarting him would be a foolish thing to do. He may be weak and cannot do much in terms of physical combat, but this is what makes him strong, to have a goal and a mind beyond one's expectations. Understanding the fundamentals of his cyberbrain would need force to crack it out, and absorbing that intelligence would be like absorbing an empty shell, because anything that has got to do with his mind, would need something than just a force, a skill enough to bypass all one hundred layers of security to even get an inch of his data.

"Oh shi-"

An explosion, blasting right against him directly before he was able to finish his sentence of surprise. Well, 'surprise' indeed. His hand was caught in that moment, and blasting him with that sort of power in a direct hit would definitely make sure he is knocked out, or did it? In some terms, what was charging and doing all the firing were only four of them, as he possesses 6 of the Nasods when he began to shoot these electromagnetic beams. When it comes to calculating how powerful a bala is, he used two of his extra Nasods that kept him afloat to produce a big electromagnetic shield that is beneath his feet, creating a size enough to cover his entire body at one direction where the balas are coming from, protecting him from the blasts after blasts of these balas when his eyes took his time to observe the structure and the wavelengths of these balas. She was.. well.. predictable, in contrast of her personality, the movements of her hands and the way she had intended to do was easy even for a beginner who just began to learn mind-reading by body language and expressions could easy pick up of her intent of what she would do. All was well when the data he needed to gather was fairly enough with everything that his cyberbrain had required alone. When it comes to the battle of wits and firepower, while the fight has not decide a winner yet but to him, it was already a checkmate.

Well, the first round of Bala did hit him, but that 'feeling' gave him the opportunity to form a shield during the process of being blasted. A wound, seemingly like a burn on his cheek that leaves out a trail of smoke, it did hurt but hell, like he would care. It was a worthwhile data to gain from feeling the pain as well. Smiling as sincere as he could, his voice only talked in a cheerful tone, as if it had never hinged him even once. It hurts, it really does but this being was too much of a fun to care, only to excite him further. "Or not."

In this world, there was no need to fight so seriously against their opponents as long as they can grasp their persona and the way that they fight, and considered that the copy was rather reliant on her bala, each round that she fires with them was already trying to make herself vulnerable to his mind, things were also turned to his direction in this day and time. Of course, he would continue with his original plan when it comes to firing these orbs at a rapid speed, hundreds and thousands of them, however, this time, he would move foward together with them together with the Nasods, when these balas approaches to obliterate these orbs like its nothing. Scratching his hair with annoyance, Hisao would crack his fingers before snapping them, seemingly that all of these Nasods would vibrate a resonating electromagnetic waves that extends rather far. Since he doesn't need to manipulate these waves as they are not made of particles and possesses a type of wavelength and frequency that was tuned to his own liking accordingly to the bala he had observed from the copy's, and these would stretch no further than a mile wide, and when these balas goes into the range, they would all seem to.. erase its own. Some exploded and some would literally dissapear from existence the moment they enter the range of effect, and those that vanished is because that they got into the center of the ring, which is 500 meters from him which caused its existence to vanish.

Well, the copy may wonder how could he react to such speed? By witnessing these structures and even using electromagnetic beams himself, despite not powerful in physical combat, he excels greatly in ranged, speed and maneuvering abilities which allows him to tap his reaction level beyond what he could do as a shinigami. By calculating the speed and breaking it down to an equation, he was actually able to provide a conclusion to the time interval between himself and the initial position where the bala was originally fired from, and that very few seconds was already more than enough for his electromagnetic waves to vibrate and expand. Now then, what made these balas explode and vanish? Disarrangement, seperation, anything that can break down these energy that resides within the balas. The electromagnetic waves actually held a specific frequency that nonetheless allowed him to understand the fundamentals of a normal bala, and by tapping into that knowledge from the 'normal bala', Hisao created a formula of his own that forces these balas to dissapear from his sight. Since these balas held an energy, a radiation that allows electromagnetism users to control, he didn't need to manipulate it, but instead, the wavelength and the frequency destroys the arrangement of particles, the energy and atoms that holds together that very energy that allows the physical shape of a bala, the structure and existence that allows bala to take on physical form and solify.

The basics of a bala allowed him to break down a physical structure of an energy as long as he understands the concept of its existence, whether they are modified to be different from the original version, as long as there is even a particle that has the 'original', it would become meaningless wihout completely changing something into a power that he doesn't understand. Rapido Bala or not, the only thing that he knows that it never strays from its creator. By disarranging the atoms that holds the structure of the bala, disturbing the energy particles that fuels it by creating a frequency that shakes its structure and creating a temporary 'incompatibility' between energy particles and the atoms that solifies the structure of the bala, it would cause a 'breakdown', or for short, the destruction of the bala that allows its existence, and they would explode, or simply vanish as long as these energy particles can be 'seperated' until only an atom of that energy exists in the air. That is what makes him so fearful, despite not being an absolute genius himself, but it was enough to assist him in combat. True, he relies a lot on his Nasods but at the same time, it becomes the enemy of just about everything that is within his knowledge. It did take some time for him to understand, but even for a being in the world that can distort reality, even meeting the likes of Hisao would be a nightmare to them, because if it is used against him and enables him to calculate the changes around him, he could also create a counter against it as well. This is why, even if himself and his opponent has power levels that is completely different against each other, one is strong and the other is weak, it doesn't mean that his intelligence is weak as well.

The more you make yourself look weak, the more weakness would be exposed by the opponent because their mind would be shrouded with thoughts that he doesn't have the power to do so even if he knows their weakness, and could kill him off if they wanted to. But those type of people are wrong, because in the beginning, they've already been dancing on the palm of his hand. Grinning behind that hood of his, no more play time for her, before laughing as much as an actual demon would, like a devil he is. It won't be nice if he is the one with the sane mindset all the time, when he should take part in one of the insane club here and show her who's the true monster in this area. Shinigami? Don't fuck with him. Hisao never intended to become a shinigami, and was born and made that way to become one, a guinea pig to those damned researchers who used his body as nothing more than an experimental body to create an artificial God. Thanks to them, he was able to gain as much knowledge as possible, from the ancients to the modern world where a majority of the mankind in this world will not understand the fundamental laws he had understood around him because of the torture he had to go through. It was funny, wihout knowing why, just the existence of this female was enough to make him chuckle, shaking his head in dissapointment before a rather uncomfortable aura began to radiate from him. It was not spiritual pressure, of course, but it was more of his more.. 'insane' intent. Well, it wasn't really his style, but it was a must to return the favor since he was nice enough to put up an offer.

"Kh.. KUAHAHAHA! Come on, what is this? You do know that no matter how much time you buy for yourself, miracles won't happen. The world isn't as fair as you think it would be. I won't advise you to cooperate with me, but there is one thing i can say; outsmarting me is impossible. No matter how many tricks you put up, or how many games do you want to play, you'll just fool yourself even more. I am no god, i don't do shinigami things like you think. If you're going to keep this stupidity of yours up, i wouldn't mind closing my eyes and fight you, ye' know?"

Tuning on the Dynamo that had a hooked earpiece on his left ear, it was to turn on the machine and throughoutly expand his calculations much further, as it wouldn't need to be more accurate since his cyberbrain was already running as accurate as it can be. Expansion of his calculations across the surroundings miles wide, would only make things stand on his stage. When the hologram was formed, there was obvious changes from the initial calculations, since he had already done so on the air before he met the copy and the original, Anise, where the calculations were made across the area before Hisao actually approached them. By using those previous informations, all he needed was to further expand it and filter it out with the changes that occured in his vicinity. According to Hisao, his calculations can expand miles wide due to the potential of his cyberbrain and gave him the ability to detect even the slightest changes as long as it involves energy and electromagnetism, and the hologram? Well, since a hologram is a three-dimensional projection, if it uses energy, then the reishi would break down and construct a realistic hologram with no signs of transparency, together with the sounds it creates and everything was certainly realistic enough, but too bad that it has gotten in the way of his calculations. If the copy had done it in a more precise way to slip out from his detection, he would've fallen for such a trick, but it was too early to trick him. Grinning towards the copy, all he could do was a smile, to reply back to her one last time.

"You're a million years too early to use holograms. They are not perfect at all and they don't even give off the feeling of realisticness. Try and master that skill of yours before even trying to use it on someone that learnt both the basics and the advanced structure of a hologram. Your shit is taking too much space in the atmosphere, so i'll help you clean it up."

Third-dimensional figure, interference, diffraction and light intensity, these that builds up a data of a being and create a realistic effect. This is a common knowledge akin to the process of summoning but it creates an illusion-like being but made solely out of light and cannot do harm, and could allow people to phase through it. Its personality and such are built from data, well.. basic datas and instincts that is derived from knowledge. Such simple facts doesn't make him think it was going to attack him, it makes him think that its just a non-existent being, and from the first place, he would pretend that it never exists nor did it appear before his eyes. Walking slowly in a calm state towards the hologram hollow that is charging at him, a Menos Grande, this one giant beast that blocks the beautiful view of the sky, with a swipe upwards with his right leg, there would be a visible trail of electricity that engulfed his feet. It was not meant to 'cut' the hologram, but making the electrons break down to pieces, and by clumping together in one space through the use of the pieces of charged electrons, it would explode into a weak shockwave, no bigger than a few centimeters since they are created from a few atom-sized electrons, but enough to corrupt the 'data' that creates the hologram and disturb the 'order' of the energy that created the hologram's existence as well, creating a static effect on this 'Menos' before fading away by the corrupted data done.

Wiping his cheek where he had received a blow from the bala, it was bloody, with blood flowing down to his chin and dripping against the ground, pathetic, isn't he? For someone who is hopeless in melee combat, he should've tried and at least learn the basics of martial arts, despite those knowledge about melee combat were all in his head, for some reason, he was unable to excel in using it and more into 'knowledge', kind of stuff. Well then, who really cares? It was time to get even more offensive than usual, since its going to be rude to a lady if a gentleman like him is going to be soft all over. Chuckling in a playful tone, he couldn't help but to crack one of his fingers before approaching her slowly after the 'destruction' of the hologram. Exhaling in dissapointment before taking each step slowly and closer to her, whatever tricks she's going to pull, it is going to be now, otherwise, its going to be his turn when it reaches a few meters between them.

"Yo, third-rate girl, do you know how to detonate an electron? Because you're not going to live and see how beautiful it is."

Always a man with new magic tricks, by leaving a trail of electric charge across the air and circling the likes of the copy, all she would find was a very short circuit of energy that surged through these electricity and end up with an explosion just that casts flames upon the land, to his estimation to her level, it would most likely enough to burn her body like fries and make her body feel numb, stinging with so much pain and together with detonating these electrons through electrical charge, it would most likely to temporarily paralyze her muscles and affect the way her spiritual energy works, which means if she were to fire a bala, it may become on her hand before she has the time to fire due to the way her energy behaves by the electrical shock her body has received, and would have problems standing up and even create spasms to her limbs if she tries to move. However, if these effects don't apply, her body would still burn, since everything happens in a split second, unless she has enough speed to get out of the situation, then consider herself lucky enough.

Scratching his head again, to him, one attack was enough in order to save up his spiritual energy from running out but from here, it seems that he had enough of her tricks, and only wait her to pull out more of her trump card. Unless she decides to act all smug and show him those disgusting maniacal smile again, well, just this once, he will show her what true insanity means for someone that has undergone heavy torture, having his head split open and confined for eighty years wihout knowing what sunlight is. Spitting to the side, his eyes staring off with a direct eye contact with the copy with a small grin on his face, to either see whether she would retaliate or surrender from here. It still hurts, but who cares? Its going to be rather interesting from here with such an intriguing opponent.

Fri Nov 07, 2014 11:55 am

The copy could not help but stand still as she watched the boy he acted as if he was stronger than her she would spit on the ground and begin crushing the very earth beneath her feet, If she was too win this bout she would need to handle it a bit differently. As he begin to talk the copy would over look him with a look that only showed frustration she was threw with flattering him now was the time she would put him in place, Through her brief encounter with the male she came to know multiply things the first being somehow he was immune to her Memory tactics meaning he had either a hefty mental defense or a technology aiding him and she could only suspect it was the latter before offering a sigh as the man began speaking some more criticizing her about her holograms as if he knew anything he talked as if he was a genius, and when he simply slapped the hologram away Anise knew her energy based attacks would not work she would have to bash the man up close and for that to work she would have to get close, the moment he got close to the copy she would slam both feet into the ground utilizing advanced strength this would be in preparation for a counter assault but the copy would find it block her from a attack the man had sent intending to harm her, the Earth effectively cutting of the electrical energy and in turn blocking the copy from the flames.

Following this the copy would lash outward sending her feet and hands flying forward without thought her body would give no tell to her movement as she really had no idea what she was gonna do next simply reverting to the tactics she utilized as a memory-less arrancar against the world the attack would send the pieces of earth brought up prior outward in four pieces moving backed by advanced strength they would close the small gap with the shinigami considerably fast, upon the rocks going flying the copy would vanish and appear within the sky utilizing sonido she would be above in the sky her hand held out before unleashing Rapido Bala once more from one hand though it would be so fast the numerous blast would link together to form one giant stream of energy this was her true bala power a bala more powerful than a cero simply due too the sheer number being produced at such a fast rate and too make matter worse the copy would add both hands into the equation forming millions of bala a second they would travel at a speed that would be hard for the shinigami to conceive even the copy could not follow the blast with her eye's this would cause wide damage too the area, As for on the ground the real anise would be looking up with a smirk the doll was in defensive mode fearing for it's life however this could only end one way she was sure the shinigami could handle the situation but she would seemingly scoff before scratching her chin and offering a child like giggle before floating into the sky the reason being well their was a large attack coming her way and she wished to live for the time being.

Back too the copy she would stop her bala leaving the last trail of energy to go spiraling at the shinigami, upon stopping her technique the copy would land on the ground in a silent swoosh before locating the shingami had he moved and launching too the left with a shunpo upon landing she would kick up and rock and launch it at him then sonido away she would repeat this 6 times in a speedy fashion before moving toward the male and jumping above him pushing off the air she would spin aiming a kick at him though her body would arc leaving her hands free to block the nasods on the males back and her feet to deal some hefty damage if they could land, if her kick landed she would stop mid air after fully flipping from the momentum of the arc then lash out once more with the back of her left hand feinting a hit too the males trachea to come up with a right hand aimed at his liver.

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