Universal Rollout (OPEN, Len-Thread)

[JJRower of Rock. And Souls.]

LEN, LEN, LEN, LEN-LEN-LEN WASHI

My name… is Len.

The man thought simply to himself, throwing out his right hand as he breathed out slowly, looking out around himself. "I still can't believe that I do this…" He muttered slowly to himself, his eyes narrowing slightly as he looked at the targets splayed out before hm, a mere set of twenty different standing figurines, made of fabric and stuffed with straw, nothing more than bags really on a stick.

He slowly breathed out, before opening his eyes slowly as he looked at the bags before him, his clear blue eyes staring at them. 'You are going down." He said simply, narrowing his eyes. Now… for the sharp… He thought, as he envisioned the motives of the evildoers...t hey were after him, trying to get at him by attacking his cat.

Immediately, his gaze became enshrouded by a fierceness, as an intention to kill like no other roared throughout his body and outer aura, his gaze like that of a killer as he stared directly at the mannequins, his mouth set in an extremely tight line, trying as hard as it could to at once remain passive and snarl at the same time. Rapidly, his eyes opened wide, as he stared directly at all of them, feeling Freddie appear in his right hand as he drew it from its sheathe, his entire aura becoming dark from the power of the sword flowing through him, increasing all of his natural abilities by a margin of three times.

"Lion's Strike." He stated simply, as he vanished without warning, his arm extended appearing out to his left side as he was now directly next to the very first of the dummies breathing out slowly as his body continued to flash, his sword swaying and slashing as he cut his way through the bags, His body flashed, without warning he began appearing in different places, his body coming and out of view several times as he stared at them, and sheathing his sword again as he reappeared behind all of the bags, his breath coming out in rapid gasps. He was still getting used to being able to move this fast, but it starting to become more fluid, more natural for him. "Sorry… but no one touches my cat, no one…" He muttered, so soft that barely even he could hear what he was saying.

However, he figured that that was enough training for now. He realized that he'd been out of it for nearly a year now. Had it really been a year since the last time he had ventured outside of the walls of the city? He quickly thought to himself, remembering his battle with the being known only as Exsis. "I suppose it is long overdue, isn't it." He said simply to himself, before turning his head slowly to the side, looking out over the lights of the city; it was about to become evening. I'll be right back, everyone, I promise… He thought to himself looking at the complex that he shared with Zero for just a moment.

Then he turned around ,and turned his head down, his body moving quickly as his body shot forwards, feeling him test himself as he dashed repeatedly, breathing hard. It hurt, it hurt a lot to move this fast when he was only a human. It hurt to move faster then his own eyes could see, but he was able to do it. Barely, but he was able to do it. He continued to stare at the signs around himself as the lights around him quickly became dark, not because he was moving slowly and it was becoming night time, but because he was moving out of the domestic district and general downtown area of the Karakura City. He stared out around himself, looking at the space around himself as he stared, beholding this place in the domestic district, before at last he fell on one knee, panting exuberantly.

His breaths came in and out in harsh gasps, as he looked up again, looking to either side of himself in the clear parking lot of the long since closed business. It was a large lot, to be certain, but it was a place that Len could access without any trouble, so he trusted it. Now he supposed he could only wait; after all, either he would finish his breathing exercises here and attempt to continue his inhuman feats that even he barely understood, or else he would be stopped by someone. And by no means, would that be a first time…

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[TaiyounoMannakaheStarter Member]

J'vera felt the sudden release of a rather dark and heavy feeling energy in Karakura's downtown district, noting the complete difference from a shinigami or a arrancar's Reiatsu. And on a whim, he made his way towards it to check it out, only to be caught by surprise when it moved a rather large distance extremely quickly. "Hm. A rather large range for a Sonido or Shunpo. Unless it wasn't either of them at all." He mused to himself as he closed his eyes, moving closer to the dark energy. He would get to the bottom of this one way or another. As he approached the dark energy after it moved, he came across an empty lot of land and abandoned building projects, with a lone boy in the middle sitting down. He carefully contained his reiatsu as he touched down on the ground, eyebrow raising in a silent question as he took a few tentative steps towards the young man.

"Hey, You okay?" He asked, trying to avoid any tone of agression from his voice due to the presence of the dark aura emanating from the young man. He kept his arms crossed, only a few seconds away from being able to draw his swords if the need arose. He took a few more steps to the exhausted boy, tilting his head a little in curiosity. "What exactly are you doing out here in the middle of nowhere?" he continued, shifting his posture to a more defensive one subconciously.

[tinaSeasoned Member]

The tall female sat alone on top of a tower in the middle of the city. From here she could oversee all that was going on in the city below, and there was one thing she was looking for in particular, any hollow or arrancar who had managed to slip in to karakura city. One eye looked around, the other covered by bandages, as if she had injured it. Next to her sat a long sniper rifle, and a black metal vest could be seen beneath her leather jacket as it blew about in the wind.

She spotted an arrancar in the city below, near another human, her eyes tracing every inch of the arrancar's body. Laying flat on the building now, she set the rifle up in the roof, the scope removed from its usual position. She quickly lined up the shot, her sight unaffected by the one hundred meter distance to her target or the lack of a scope.

"Target acquired, firing in three, two, one."

With the last of her whispered voice, she pulled the trigger. There was no bang, no explosion, just a screeching sound as the bullet tore through the air, flying towards the back of the arrancar's neck. Pulling on the slide, the old casing popping out and a new one replacing it as she lets it slam back in to place. Quickly. she folded up the sniper rifle's stand, placing it back in the thin carrying case before moving to the exit, all the while keeping her eye on her target.

[JJRower of Rock. And Souls.]

LEN, LEN, LEN, LEN-LEN-LEN WASHI

The young man was still panting, still resting on one leg. However, as he heard a voice, he suddenly looked up again, his eyes widening as he stared at the man in front of him, the man whose energy was so utterly and completely compressed, so kept in, so very cautious, that…

"...Stuff. Are you a good or cruel Arrancar?" He asked the man simply, staring at him, even as he heard the man's question. "Training, mostly.. Training and taking a rest from train-" He said simply, as his voice as rather interrupted. "NO-" he said simply, his eyes having caught the sight of something glinting in the distance. Rapidly, his eyes and body changed, even as his hair began to become long and blue, his eyes staring at the glinting object as his body suddenly shifted, flashing in front of the man with that utterly ungodly, strange natural speed.

He began to choke out as blood splattered from his mouth, as his vision began to turn red, feeling the bullet having passed all the way through his neck and then through his shoulder, thankfully only the side of his neck, but he could feel the bullet as it shot through his shoulder, blood splattering from his mouth and shoulder and lungs as the bullet became trapped within his ribcage, nailed firmly between two of his bones in his lower shoulder, mostly as a result of Freddie. This was the downside of Freddie; it also amplified the damage that the man in black and yellow took, ripped it as well as the pain that he experienced.

"…C-chr-ist…" His voice coked out, what sounded like a windy hollow noise coming out of his throat as he coughed again, further blood spurting out of itas he gagged on his own blood, as the warrior began to fall, handling on his knees and falling backwards, feeling as his eyes became clouded by the sight of blood, but something most certainly wrong. His right hand gripped onto the Arrancar's leg, his other hand nailed firmly into the ground. Despite the massive amounts of pain and destruction that his body had just experience, he wasn't allowing himself to give up. His body was subconsciously seeking for any way to remain standing, any way with which it could be prevented from having to fall. And where did that hand land? ON the leg of the Arrancar who Len had just prevented from being shot down and killed most likely, as the man had no ay of seeing that attack. ...It can't… end like…

The blue haired male thought simply to himself, his shuddering hand gripping the Arrancar's leg. Now, this was the most peculiar part. The Arrancar would feel something. He would feel something like a bond, deep within himself, like half of a piece of rope tied in a knot. What was happening? This as the only ability of the blue-haired male, who was gripping his leg fervently, a much softer expression on his face as a result of his soft blue eyes than before, his body barely remaining upright. This ability was the ability to remove an Arrancar's energy. Quite literally, his body could accept the reiatsu of an Arrancar and convert it into his own spiritual force while in this state; form his very first meeting with Yuki Oona long ago, this had been one of his most vial traits. The fact of the matter was, if the Arrancar accepted the link, then his energy would flow through Len and heal his wounds; if not, the yellow-haired male would most likely begin to bleed out right then, falling into a slow, cold slide to oblivion within his on mind. That's correct; this connection required the permission of the recipient as well as the giver. Len could handle the connection properly after it was made, but not before. If the man did not desire to assist the bleeding out human… Then he would not.

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[TaiyounoMannakaheStarter Member]

J'Veras gasped slightly, suddenly unleashing all of his rather dense reiatsu at the damage he just witnessed happen to the smaller male in front of him. "W-what the hell?" He exclaimed as the bullet hit the smaller male. He immediately hardened his hierro as much as he could and looked around, extending his reishi wide to try to find the shooter, but not finding anything too much out of the ordinary. Before he knew what was happening, the small male had fallen to the ground, choking on his own blood, with a hand on his leg. His eyes widened a fraction before he felt what could only be described as something 'knocking' on a door to his reishi. "The hell are you?" He asked incredulously, reaching down to quickly pick the smaller male off the ground and moving to a safer place than out in the open. 'one of those buildings should work' He thought to himself.

After he brought the wounded and bleeding boy over into one of the abandoned buildings quickly, he set him down, finally allowing that insistant knocking to be answered, feeling a link as something started draining his energy. "Dammit kid. I could have taken that." he scowled, thinking the wound was just a bullet from the human realm aimed at him by a spiritually aware human. "I'm not your enemy either." he chuckled softly, the link between the two proving such more than sufficiently.

J'Veras sat down carefully, as to not force the young man's hand off of his arm, where he had placed it to transport him, and waited for the young man to do what he needed to do with his reishi.

[tinaSeasoned Member]

"Holy shit...."

Amy had not been expecting this, the human had jumped in front of the arrancar, saving it but almost surely getting himself killed instead. Cursing, she threw open the door, ran down the flight of stairs. Stepping out, she ran over to the elevator, tapping her foot anxiously as it made its way down to the first floor. From there she ran out of the building, moving as quickly as she could towards the building she had seen the arrancar pull the human in to. It was at times like this that she was grateful to the inherent strength she had inherited from her ancestors. As she neared the building, she pulled her new twin pistols from their holsters, prepared to defend herself if necessary. She edged up to the door frame of the abandoned building, the door weakened from age. With one swift kick, the door flew off its hinges, falling to the floor in two pieces. Pointing her guns ahead of herself, Amy's one eye scanned the room, taking in the smallest of details as she did. Her face was set in determination, and the metallic vest beneath her leather jacket hummed with energy as it activated, providing the protection she wanted at this time.

[JJRower of Rock. And Souls.]

BLUE LEN

"GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

The voice of the young male roared, his entire body filled with massive amounts of pain as he began to register the massive amount of damage that had been performed by that single strike on his person, such high amounts of damage that had been performed. He was gripping onto J'Veras tightly as he was dragged into the house, until at last the man gave him access to his energy.

He could barely see around himself, could barely hear, his wind coming out slowly as he spoke to the man. "Heeeeeeeh... heeeeh... I'm... Len... And.... Heeeeeh.... I couldn't... have let... you take... heeeeeeeeeh.... it..." He whispered, his body seizing in pain as he gripped his shoulder where he had been wounded, his voice sounding like a gigantic hole was lodged into his throat, his breaths interrupting his speech from the horrible wheezing noise that the passing air made, painfully able to be heard. "It..." He spoke, as tears slowly began to well up in his eyes as the words left his mouth.

"It would... heeeeeh... have made you... want to... kill her... For... Heeeeeh... the injust... blech-!?" His voice suddenly cried out, as from his mouth shot a high amount of blood, but at the same time the giant hole in his shoulder was beginning to close up, his flesh visibly reforming itself. "I... Don't care... what happens.... to myself... heeeeeeeeh.... as long as... there is... no injusti...ce... as racism..." He spoke determinedly, even as utterly damaged as he was, as the wound began to finish its closing, the energy quickly now warping and mending him, as at last he stood up straight, placing his right hand on the man's shoulder, his blue hair swaying slightly from side to side as he got his balance, his dull blue eyes staring at his rescuer. "You now... smell like a human." He told him simply, his dull eyes looking right at the man.

His eyes traced downwards for a moment, looking at his own spilled blood with a slight amount of concern, but then he quickly looked away again,t he connection between the two of them fading at last. What Len meant would be obvious to everyone, possibly even J'Veras. No longer did J'Veras feel like anything remotely like a hollow or arrancar. The "scent", the identifying aspect of him being an Arrancar or hollow, had been removed from him by Aoi, the Blue form of Len. "Ugh..." He muttered, standing up straight, Freddie resting at his right side as he stared out of the door, watching as the woman entered it.He looked at her with wide eyes, an absolutely pissed off expression on his face. "You..." He muttered, as a strange golden energy began to surround his body, before it suddenly became black as night.

BLACK LEN



"YOU...!" He muttered again, as his hair bega to lengthen behind his head, changing to a black color, as he became Kuro, staring directly at the girl. Expreience points from wound registered. Level: Fatal. Bonus: 20 points. It said simply, as the man known as Len saw only to himself what looked like words hanging in the air, one of them glowing. This is interesting... He said, reaching out a hand, his gaze becoming hard as his face became more slender, staring at the girl still as he touched the thing that said "U-Unyielding Spear".

However, in reality, Len, the black Len known as Kuro, had not moved at all, staring directly at the girl as suddenly he vanished, his body meeting that unprecedented amount of raw natural speed as he appeared in front of her, both of his arms spinning around. In his hands, Freddie had changed into Mugen, and Mugen had changed into a spear. That spear now moved with insane speed as Len spun it in a circle, smashing away both of the pistols, forcing her to release them or break both of her wrists at the sheer amount of raw FORCE that was behind the ascended Fighter Kuro's arms. Then, the back of the sword-spear, a hilt, shot up as Kuro thrust it firmly into her chest, moving his right foot forwards as he pressed her against the wall of the building, his eyes narrowed as he pushed her onto the ground when she bounced back.

"What the hell is your problem?" He asked her, most likely utterly shocking her. He was clearly nothing more than a human, and the man behind him lacked any Arrancar or otherwise malefic energies. "You just shoot a man because you feel a hint of the monster that took residence inside of a perfectly sane citizen?" He asked seriously, as without warning what almost felt like Arrancar energy began flowing out of him, as a laugh began to whisper outwards from himself, the voice of Key.

"How screwed up ARE you?" He asked her, flipping the spear around and pointing it first at her face, then at her chest, then at her stomach. "Remove all of your other weapons. NOW." He told her quite clearly, making it obvious that this was non-negotiable. After he stared at her with his cold, fierce eyes for a good ten seconds, he finally moved his spear away from her, spinning it around in his hands and holding it in his right hand firmly. "This idiotic set of circumstances, cannot be helped unfortunately. Apologize to the man who you almost unjustly shot, and be thankful that no one was harmed as a result of your assumpteous, pompous, disruptive and uneducated actions..."

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J'Veras grunted slightly in response as he felt the sudden immense release of Spiritual Pressure from Len, also feeling his reiatsu drained almost completely. "What the hell?" He scowled, looking over as the girl that apparently shot him entered the house, he reached and drew his Zanpakutō, holding both swords at the ready. Just because Len drained him of so much Reishi didn't mean that he couldn't still fight. Before he knew it, Len had changed yet again, his hair becoming black, and his energy had changed even more.

"Dammit, You're the one that tried to kill me, aren't you?" he scowled, eyes narrowing at the girl before Len had...just "moved" so quickly he couldn't keep up with even his own enhanced senses. He watched in surprise as Len suddenly disarmed the woman, uttering the threat to remove the rest of her weapons. He didn't know what surprised him more still, the fact that this human was moving faster and was stronger than he thought, or that the human had drained him of energy, and then was releasing it himself. He quickly moved to a different angle, arm extended as a purple ball of energy began forming. "I might not have much energy left, but I still have enough for a Cero that could probably blast you off this planet." he scowled.

"J'veras. You should probably not get involved, what if that young man decides to turn on you?" his Zanpakutō spoke to him during the current tiriade. "And I don't think that girl has regular weapons either. Be careful, Vera. I'd rather not have to watch people pick pieces of you off the ground." She sighed, shaking her head in her domain as she watched J'veras fully charge the cero, holding onto it to release it if needed.

[tinaSeasoned Member]

"Alright, alright, you want me to drop my other weapons, sure."

From her back, she withdrew five black orbs, which she threw a few feet to each side. As they got near the ground though, they slowed down, floating half a foot off of the ground as they activated. Within thirty feet of each one, spiritual abilities were canceled out, suppressed by the small orb's technology. Smiling, Amy then pulled out another pistol from behind her vest, looking longingly at it. Raising her hand, she removed the bandages from around her second eye, revealing it to be perfectly fine in most senses.

"Whew, it's nice to be able to finally take off that darn patch. I kinda like this gun, it's a springfield 1911 model, this was great back was I was born, but I guess it would normally be useless here. So..."

Quickly, she moved to the left, taking care not to step on any of the orbs that she had scattered earlier, and pointed the pistol at the man's head.

"Seven sekiseki stone laced bullets are loaded in to this thing. I wonder how many shots it would take to kill a spiritual being that isn't a total weakling. Shall we test it out, hm? Also, I don't know what you mean 'feel', I saw a mask fragment, and so I shot. One question though, how did you know it was me? I'm pretty sure I put myself out of visible range for others."

[JJRower of Rock. And Souls.]

BLACK LEN

The man merely blinked, before looking back at her as the orbs rose into the air, tilting his head to the side. "What are those doing?" He asked her simply, feeling no change occurring whatsoever to his body. This was because he was in the Black Form, the form that enhanced his pure, raw skill and nothing else. This also meant that Mugen, his human-made sword, was unaffected by the spiritual pressure suppression techniques as well.

"Get." He said, immediately as he saw her draw the gun, throwing his right hand to the side as he slammed into its side as soon as it was drawn, throwing it far to the side as he did so, or trying to at least. "...A mask... fragment...?" He asked the woman, as without warning his right eye began to visibly twitch, as he stood straight up, his eyes staring at her.

Without warning, she would feel as if she were choking, drowning in something that she would perhaps be able to understand. It was bloodlust. Pure, undiluted bloodlust and rage pouring from this man towards her with such intensity that it was almost completely palpable. "How about if I cut you JUST BECAUSE YOU HAVE FLESH?" He asked the woman in reply, as without warning his body seemed to almost shimmer. He smashed each of the little orbs, Mugen returning to its original sword form as he smashed into each of them, dividing them in half or sending them flying, so great was Len's strength as he stared back at the woman, his eyes locked onto hers.

"How about if the man behind me shot me just BECAUSE I WAS AN ORPHAN?" He asked her, taking a step forwards with utter rage as he stared at her, both of his eyes twitching, twitching rapidly as he stared at her. "You piss me off.So much. SO MUCH." He told her intensely, as he finally just raced forwards, his body vanishing with that insane speed as he reappeared behind her, his right hand flashing out. His wrist was extremely strong, and attempted to connect solidly with the back of her neck,forcing her unconscious in a single blow. Len didn't want to become a hypocrite and attack her. He didn't want to hurt any humans for their ignorance. He didn't want to sink to their stupid level. So he wasn't going to try to kill her, but merely put her into unconsciousness, before vanishing again, reappearing next to J'Veras.

"I'm sorry for this grisly scene. Do you require lodgings in your stay in Karakura? Or just a way out of the city? Normally, we don't allow Arrancar within the city limits unless you're staying at the hostel that I'm aware of." He explained to the man, before looking over at the fallen girl once again, his fist slowly clenching, rage in his expression still from the encounter, but realizing that there were more important things that he had to focus on right at this moment in time.

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