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Romulus BisonStarter Member- Joined : 2014-11-07
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He hadn't been here for quite some time. This research facility had been shut down after the Demon Incursion, the event directly responsible for his release and the day Central 46's dirty secret got put on display for everyone to see. Everything smelled old and deserted, empty. His footsteps resonated loudly here, without the innumerable machines and containers to impede the flow of sound from wall to wall. The still air here had grown dank, no longer filtered and circulated as it once was, there was no hum of machines working and protein solutions within containment vessels. His eyes traced over everything. Piecing everything back together as it was before his release, the sounds, the smells, all recouped in immaculate detail until he was standing in the exact spot that his containment chamber was.
Romulus' face was devoid of expression at the moment, or wait...perhaps that wasn't the case. He looked upset. An agitation that was fast turning into anger, at his ROOTS and origins being nothing more now, then an empty room and a covered lie. He was never supposed to be, and now that he is, he's met with scrutiny and looked down upon indifferently, and he didn't like it. Every day was an attempt at becoming MORE then just "The Sin of Central 46". Every day was a step on the road of betterment, to make something of himself, to be more then just some laboratory malpractice given life. He had to be more....and to be more, he needed more. From himself especially....from his inner self.
Romulus would have taken his sword and removed it from his sash, before staking the weapon into the solid ground beneath him, the mighty THOOM!!! would have resonated through the bowels of this place, around corridors and corners before settling down and being released from the Captains grip. Slowly he'd begin to take a seat before the sword, crossing his legs and calming himself and closing his eyes. The process of speaking to ones Zanpaktou was known to most capable of releasing their Shikai, however, theirs was even more so unique. IN TRUTH, Romulus Bison, his Soul his spirit, his very essence, WAS Harumageddons as much as Harumageddon WAS Romulus bison. BOTH were created and brought to be at the same time. A magnificant construct of unfathomable power and malice forged through barred practices. Harumageddon was never far away at all. In moments of entering the trance like state, the world would transform. Blue hues wash over the captain, his every breath, consisting of outstanding cold. Ice, biting and layering the walls and domain he existed in now and his eyes were open, scrutinizing and looking over every detail-----until he appeared.
He is Harumaggedon. A Zanpaktou spirit unlike any other. He is a force of nature, an engine of untold destruction and the culmination of innumerable Zanpaktou spirits forged into one, outstanding, phenomenal spirit. Slowly Romulus would stand, and be dwarfed by the spirit a full 4' in difference....furthermore Harumageddon wasted no time telling Romulus how he felt. "Have you finally come to realize you're intent??? Or do you still seek to squander our power on such a foolish cause...the Gotei 13! Ha....and they've made you a Captain nonetheless! Do you think they will accept you Romulus? Do you think they will turn a blind eye to what YOU are..to what WE are!? We are a SIN!! We are destruction! We are means of end!!!"
Romulus would simply stand there and stare his other half squarely in the face. His voice was always the most amazing thing about the being, 100--bass tones and 100--baritones speaking at once, when he spoke it was taxing on the ears to say so in the least especially with sensitive hearing like his. Still, Romulus stood firm, and was unwavering in his stance all the while finally speaking back pridefully to his other self. "I've realized that our Survival is the most important thing...above everything else. And as much as we may not like it, we were brought to life for our creators purpose, and that purpose is to see that those aligned with them....survive as well. I'm not here to argue, or fight with you....this is a meeting of reasoning, IF YOU WANT TO SURVIVE...IF WE ARE TO SURVIVE...WE MUST STRENGTHEN OUR BOND! YOU HAVE TO STOP WORKING AGAINST ME!!!!....You care for little at all, were it not for our situation you'd care less, but MY SURVIVAL...IS YOUR SURVIVAL...AND I KNOW YOU VALUE YOU'RE EXISTENCE ABOVE ALL OTHERS!!.............SO DO YOU WANT TO SURVIVE!!! OR NO???!."
Romulus would turn and walk away from the creature just a few steps. "There are those in the Soul Society...and within their countless missions and enemies that would see us fail. With power that can rival....perhaps even surpass our own as we are now............I don't like it. Not one bit..."
Romulus' face was devoid of expression at the moment, or wait...perhaps that wasn't the case. He looked upset. An agitation that was fast turning into anger, at his ROOTS and origins being nothing more now, then an empty room and a covered lie. He was never supposed to be, and now that he is, he's met with scrutiny and looked down upon indifferently, and he didn't like it. Every day was an attempt at becoming MORE then just "The Sin of Central 46". Every day was a step on the road of betterment, to make something of himself, to be more then just some laboratory malpractice given life. He had to be more....and to be more, he needed more. From himself especially....from his inner self.
Romulus would have taken his sword and removed it from his sash, before staking the weapon into the solid ground beneath him, the mighty THOOM!!! would have resonated through the bowels of this place, around corridors and corners before settling down and being released from the Captains grip. Slowly he'd begin to take a seat before the sword, crossing his legs and calming himself and closing his eyes. The process of speaking to ones Zanpaktou was known to most capable of releasing their Shikai, however, theirs was even more so unique. IN TRUTH, Romulus Bison, his Soul his spirit, his very essence, WAS Harumageddons as much as Harumageddon WAS Romulus bison. BOTH were created and brought to be at the same time. A magnificant construct of unfathomable power and malice forged through barred practices. Harumageddon was never far away at all. In moments of entering the trance like state, the world would transform. Blue hues wash over the captain, his every breath, consisting of outstanding cold. Ice, biting and layering the walls and domain he existed in now and his eyes were open, scrutinizing and looking over every detail-----until he appeared.
He is Harumaggedon. A Zanpaktou spirit unlike any other. He is a force of nature, an engine of untold destruction and the culmination of innumerable Zanpaktou spirits forged into one, outstanding, phenomenal spirit. Slowly Romulus would stand, and be dwarfed by the spirit a full 4' in difference....furthermore Harumageddon wasted no time telling Romulus how he felt. "Have you finally come to realize you're intent??? Or do you still seek to squander our power on such a foolish cause...the Gotei 13! Ha....and they've made you a Captain nonetheless! Do you think they will accept you Romulus? Do you think they will turn a blind eye to what YOU are..to what WE are!? We are a SIN!! We are destruction! We are means of end!!!"
Romulus would simply stand there and stare his other half squarely in the face. His voice was always the most amazing thing about the being, 100--bass tones and 100--baritones speaking at once, when he spoke it was taxing on the ears to say so in the least especially with sensitive hearing like his. Still, Romulus stood firm, and was unwavering in his stance all the while finally speaking back pridefully to his other self. "I've realized that our Survival is the most important thing...above everything else. And as much as we may not like it, we were brought to life for our creators purpose, and that purpose is to see that those aligned with them....survive as well. I'm not here to argue, or fight with you....this is a meeting of reasoning, IF YOU WANT TO SURVIVE...IF WE ARE TO SURVIVE...WE MUST STRENGTHEN OUR BOND! YOU HAVE TO STOP WORKING AGAINST ME!!!!....You care for little at all, were it not for our situation you'd care less, but MY SURVIVAL...IS YOUR SURVIVAL...AND I KNOW YOU VALUE YOU'RE EXISTENCE ABOVE ALL OTHERS!!.............SO DO YOU WANT TO SURVIVE!!! OR NO???!."
Romulus would turn and walk away from the creature just a few steps. "There are those in the Soul Society...and within their countless missions and enemies that would see us fail. With power that can rival....perhaps even surpass our own as we are now............I don't like it. Not one bit..."
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Slowly and surely the winds here were picking up pace. The temperature here was dropping even lower below zero and while this physically put no further stress on Romulus or the Ancient Spirit behind him it did make it clear that the Spirits mood was souring, it was RARE, very RARE that they saw eye to eye on anything except during combat. It was during combat that Romulus was at his weakest as far as resisting the urges envoked by Harumageddon. Urges to kill, destroy, pillage, and lay to ruin. As the power flowed and flooded the Captains mind, quite often the ancient spirit could be heard, loudly, saturating the Captains mind state, making him more aggressive, wild and unrestrained. In Essence there was a double edged sword to his request. A New level of power, however, uncharted domain that would ultimately put him at higher odds and less resistance to afford a Zanpaktou spirit who yearns for the destruction of ALL...THINGS. Harumageddon may also realize that bonding closer to his other half in Romulus, thus increases the resistance that can be put against him and his influences.
How was it that they were one in the same when Romulus himself...while not totally caring of anyones plight outside of his own, still valued his growing ties to the organization, tied to the organization that gave him...as well as Harumageddon, life? At the same time was it deserved? They dub him "The Sin of Central 46.." are sins NOT made to come back and haunt their creators? It was a frustrating ordeal, but either way cut it was clear that in order to facilitate any goal, survival, conquering, prevailing...ANYTHING, he had to have the power to shape it the way he needed to shape it. He'd have turned his head to view his other half, "I'd never admit it....but I need your help. You need mine as well. Our goals aren't totally in alignment but we both want things to go our way, shape this world and overcome any obstacle that could come in our way....to do that at least, we need to work together. Maybe we can either gain some new purpose...who knows."
Romulus would turn around and return to where he stood, a mere arms reach from the much taller, much more imposing spirit and stared at him square. "You need to open up. We need to move in the same direction. You don't....eventually...we will DIE before we see ANYTHING come to fruition from out release. At one point you and i BOTH yearned to be free. If you want to REMAIN that was, as I do.......YOU NEED TO WORK WITH ME HARUMAGEDDON...I NEED MORE!"
"And what of the other part of this equation............Our Hollow part."
Romulus smiled some, assured. Between the two of them, it was the Hollow part that was alot more compliant, especially since Romulus had aligned them with the Gotei 13 which meant they spent more then enough time in the human world where it was happiest. This was information that Harumaggedon knew, perhaps he was only wanting to hear The captains opinion on it. "Were he in protest he'd be here, now. You know of the three of us, he...is the most compliant." and immediately the great spirit interjected "Yes, COMPLIANT, but surely quite the opposing force once you...or WE, finally find something that actually does succeed in pressing his buttons..." Romulus only stated back. Confidence in his eyes. A slow roll of steam from his nostrils and a soft glow upon his eyes. "We will deal with that when the time comes..."..
How was it that they were one in the same when Romulus himself...while not totally caring of anyones plight outside of his own, still valued his growing ties to the organization, tied to the organization that gave him...as well as Harumageddon, life? At the same time was it deserved? They dub him "The Sin of Central 46.." are sins NOT made to come back and haunt their creators? It was a frustrating ordeal, but either way cut it was clear that in order to facilitate any goal, survival, conquering, prevailing...ANYTHING, he had to have the power to shape it the way he needed to shape it. He'd have turned his head to view his other half, "I'd never admit it....but I need your help. You need mine as well. Our goals aren't totally in alignment but we both want things to go our way, shape this world and overcome any obstacle that could come in our way....to do that at least, we need to work together. Maybe we can either gain some new purpose...who knows."
Romulus would turn around and return to where he stood, a mere arms reach from the much taller, much more imposing spirit and stared at him square. "You need to open up. We need to move in the same direction. You don't....eventually...we will DIE before we see ANYTHING come to fruition from out release. At one point you and i BOTH yearned to be free. If you want to REMAIN that was, as I do.......YOU NEED TO WORK WITH ME HARUMAGEDDON...I NEED MORE!"
"And what of the other part of this equation............Our Hollow part."
Romulus smiled some, assured. Between the two of them, it was the Hollow part that was alot more compliant, especially since Romulus had aligned them with the Gotei 13 which meant they spent more then enough time in the human world where it was happiest. This was information that Harumaggedon knew, perhaps he was only wanting to hear The captains opinion on it. "Were he in protest he'd be here, now. You know of the three of us, he...is the most compliant." and immediately the great spirit interjected "Yes, COMPLIANT, but surely quite the opposing force once you...or WE, finally find something that actually does succeed in pressing his buttons..." Romulus only stated back. Confidence in his eyes. A slow roll of steam from his nostrils and a soft glow upon his eyes. "We will deal with that when the time comes..."..
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It was an chance that he couldn't miss. And his actions now were akin to the nature of the Zanpaktou spirit. Above all other things, even more so then to survive, Harumageddon desired to be complete. In control. Manifested and tangible as a living being beyond the sword! Living, breathing, destroying and laying waste! In full control of the split real estate that unified in the creation and existence of "Romulus Bison". In moments like these, in the Inner World where he was absolute, why wouldn't he try for it? Even Romulus knew very well, and has with every instance he's entered his inner world, his biggest adversary has always been HIMSELF, Harumageddon, the unfathomable spirit of his sword and piece of himself. Romulus was vulnerable here, to an extent. Enough to warrant the spirit trying to seize control of their situation in full.
Romulus felt the results of these efforts in full, blind-sided with so much force that he's sent barreling through meters thick of concrete before emerging out on the other end like a rocket still, slamming into ice bitten ground of this inner world replication of the Central 46 compound and proceeding through several more buildings before coming to a stop flat on his back laying in a pile of rubble. There was a gathering of fluid, coppery taste, blood...no surprise there, Harumaggedon, HERE anyway, has on every altercation up to this point has proven to be more then a match, if not Romulus' superior physically. Romulus has always had success however due to the fact that neither could gain any ground on the other in a war of spiritual energy, it never faired well for Harumageddon whom faces the task of once again physically over-powering Romulus. "Can't blame you for going for it...." Romulus would have regained his footing at the exact moment the massive Zanpaktou spirit appeared at rapid pace, despite it's size, every bit gifted in flash-stepping as he was.
The following assult would come crashing into fore-arms folded across his chest in defense, the blow? Of such sizeable magnitude that fissures stretch in each direction for literally MILES on end, the power at this beings disposal nothing short of outstanding,--but not overly overbearing, seen when the Captains massive hand would affixed tightly around Haruma's neck, from the veil of dust in the wake of the attack he just so recently defended against, which was responded to in the form of an aggressive head-butt that crashed into the bridge of where the creatures nose SHOULD or WOULD be---and Thunder clapped across the cold inner world for miles once more. A terrible impact, followed by Romulus continuing to go to work, pulling himself to his feet, holding tightly to his opposition by the neck while delving his knuckles into the solar plexus, the lower mandible, and solar plexus again, doubling Haruma over, before a swift right cross sent him haphazardly over and through a string of buildings linear to their position, with Romulus in hot pursuit of his sent objective.
Barely afforded a moment to recover Haruma's regains what composure he can. Roaring in protest! His increasing intent plunging them both into more frigid cold as they clash yet again, shaking the heavens under the might of their efforts, fingers and hands interlocked and arms pushing sternly against one another. Romulus seizes an advantage, suddenly pulling WITH the PUSH of Haruma to bring him forward into yet another head-butt, and following a Knee swiftly to the Spirits chin---to no avail, already Haruma's massive tail had snaked under and up behind him, around his neck where the constricting forces would trigger the innate reaction to release and grip Haruma's hands to pry the tail free. This comes at a crost of being man-handled. Slammed into the ground head first, before being drug on the ground behind the running monstrocity that leaps skyward, the captain in tow, going head over heels, spinning, and spinning and spinnig for monsterous gains in momentum before flicking it's tail, channeling that rotational acceleration into throwing force to send the Captain head first into the ground, through those meters thick layers of concrete again and ironically...BACK into the same spot where the conflict began.
Composure had to be gained, quickly. The ringing in his ears, that fuzziness, the excitement! As Haruma landed and plowed forward to continue his assult on Romulus, he'd barely have a moment to fathom the thought before a flash-step carried him dead-center-mass into Harumageddons chest with frightening force! The air is super-charged full of kinetic energy that tears outwards in all directions, laying to waste the floor beneath then, and crumbling the foundations that are drastically weakened now and threatening to cave in on them, all the while the monster is sent like a rocket through the interworkings of the compound until hitting a structual pillar at it's furthest end, and then still enough to crack it outright. It became painfully obvious at that point that Harumaeddon was beginning to acknowledge that these struggles, more and more, become a task that he is not willing to indulge in to the point of self sacrifice. Romulus had grown physically stronger then before. Where as for centuries of this Captains existence Harumageddon has been in control, as Romulus has grown, so has the beings respect for that growth...still, the fact that he is no longer to so easily over-power his possessor as he once was, was sickening.
"I don't require to many painful exchanges to know when you're in the mood for being stubborn Romulus.............FINE.........I will work with you, but know this, BOY, I do so with reluctance and do not for a second think I will sit idle and let you direct us into oblivion..."
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