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 Posted: Wed Apr 25, 2012 9:34 pm
 Arion
Genji Gincosu // Shaman //Monk // Team Name confused ?? // Sprit: Arion//Furyoku: 142,900/144,000
Interesting, the male had not simply defended himself, but just jumped out of the way. Genjis body would twist as he seemed to spin to move at the male. "The second set is the weapon over soul. This over soul is putting your spirit into something to make a whole new weapon or something that could...well simply be a weapon" Genji would state as he pulled out a microphone. It would glow before he quickly placed his spirit Arion into the Mic. Genji would tap the mic about four times, in which large boosts of rhythm would shoot out, shaking the roof top. Genji would hope he had gotten close enough, because the sound waves only went out in a dome around Genji. The dome was only like five feet, but pure sound waves could really end you.
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Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2012 8:03 pm
 
He would be watching Genji now. The man had tried to attack him, and he doubted that he was going to simply stop now just because he had jumped out of the way of his first attack. Most people used the first attack to gauge their opponent, see what their reaction would be, how much force they would put behind a counter attack, how quickly they moved, how their expressions changed during the attack, their body language… His eyes narrowed as he heard Genji talking about a weapon type over soul, by putting the spirit into something so that you could be able to use it as a weapon. He then pulled out… a microphone…?
A look of confusion crossed Usagi’s face for a moment before he watched him place what he could only guess to be Genji’s spirit into the microphone. As he tapped the device, the sound waves were almost visible, and Usagi had mere moments to do something. His ears near ringing already, he would pull his bokken from his back, “Iozami!” he called, the spirit nodding and infusing himself into the wooden sword. “Boido o hirakimasu!” Usagi would swing the bokken up in a vertical slash, the wooden tip catching at the air, a tearing sound whispering against the booming of the amplified sound waves from Genji’s attack. The sword would at last come out, leaving behind a gap the same height as Usagi in the air, a hole that looked like a rip in the very fabric of the planet, one that, when looking at it, someone could only see an inky blackness through. If it worked correctly, then the attack would be drawn into the rip, leaving a gap just large enough for his lean body to fit behind. However, that still did little to stop the sounds that echoed around him. He would grit his teeth, his eyes closing for a moment before he forced his left eye back open, hoping to be able to ride out the attack without his head splitting open.
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░Ｃurrent Ｃompany: Krono, Genji,
░Word Count: 341
░TWord Count Thus Far: 3,437
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Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2012 8:36 pm
Arion
Genji Gincosu // Shaman //NPC// Furyoku: ------/ -------
This man was a catch...oh he seemed to be alot more advanced then the others. "Sorry for my Rudeness before...I just hate the formalities" Genji would state as he watched Usagi pull out his wooden sword. Genjis brow would raise...but then he realized what was going on. Usagi had seemed to cut trough his dome of sound with a slash of his sword. This was Genjis fault, he was just darting around and doing nothing, testing someone who seemed to be easy to adapt.
Genji would watch as Usagi slipped trough his barrier of sound, but was cut off by the sound. Genji would smile, tapping his headphones and Microphone. They would form into the large Booth Genji had made before, and he was ready to use it. Genji would begin to spin records on the Booth, loud music now playing. "This my dear student is an armor over soul. This is when you put your spirit into something for plain out defense...I would tell you to attack me but it seems like your attacks cut trough air waves...so I would be open. I have one last thing to show you..." Genji would say with a devilish smile.
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Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2012 9:29 pm
As Usagi’s rift started to shrink, and for a minute, he swore this would be it. How embarrassing… beaten the very first time I try fighting someone… he thought with an inward groan. However when all seemed lost for the male, Genji’s attack ceased, the rift Usagi had created closing and the space in front of him looking like nothing had happened to it at all. His ears still ringing, he was barely able to make out what Genji said as he turned his spirit into a large booth, the same as what he had seen before when he had first arrived on the rooftop. It hadn’t been long after this that the others had met their ends by his hands, if Usagi’s memory served correctly… He really did not want to have the same fate as the others that had come before him.
Genji was talking about Usagi’s attacks… saying how they could cut through his sound waves, this confused Usagi a moment. He thought what Usagi had just done was an attack… Well, he was sadly mistaken, and Usagi would take this time to try to monopolize on the situation. Usagi would shift his right foot back, bringing his bokken across his body before moving it in a diagonal slashing motion, from lower left to upper right, “Hikari shādo!” Following along the path that his blade had taken, there would appear 20 shards of condensed light, all varying in size and shape. They would speed toward Genji and his booth, Usagi’s eyes narrowing, “Bakuhatsu-tekina raito.” He spoke these last words softly, and the shards would seem to gain a sheen to them as they flew toward Genji. Meanwhile, Usagi would place his middle finger and thumb of his left hand together, waiting for the correct moment to continue with his two part attack. He doubted it would be enough to beat this man, but it might at least slow him down some.
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░Ｃurrent Ｃompany: Krono, Genji,
░Word Count: 324
░Word Count Thus Far: 3761
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Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2012 10:02 pm
Arion
Genji Gincosu // Shaman //NPC// Furyoku: ------/ -------
A Grin would appear on Genjis face as he watched Usagi slash at him. It was good, showed confidence and such. "Names Genji Gincosu...Remember it when you see me again..." Genji would say as a dark aura started to glow behind him. Genji did not mean that Usagi would face him right here again...he could...but he much rather that he meet the new him. He was bound here...but there was another Genji..another second beginning somewhere around the world.
As the slash came closer, Genji would grasp his katana. A giant blue hand would stop the slash that was sent at Genji and the shards. The giant blue hand was attached to a giant blue demon that towered over the school itself. It was not even standing on the roof, but behind Usagi, looking down at him. "This is a giant over soul...when you focus your energy into an oversoul that is able to basically stand on itself. its Giant, ready to strike and kill. Before I end our lesson..any more questions" Genji would ask, his face with the same grin from before.
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2012 8:23 pm
Usagi had, for a moment, thought that he had gained a bit of leverage in this fight. However, all of that was cleared when a giant blue hand came from seemingly out of nowhere, intercepting the shards, crushing them and rendering them useless. A shadow slowly seemed to fall over the rooftop as he heard Genji speaking, saying something about remembering his name when he saw him again. That was when Usagi noticed the katana that was now in the blue haired male’s hand, and a chill would run up his spine. He had a bad feeling that his lessons were about to end, and not in the walk across stage and receive a diploma type way.
When Genji started to talk about Giant over souls, Usagi would slowly turn, his left side leading, and take a step back so that he could still keep Genji in his peripheral vision. True, he was more than likely about to face a rather bloody and complete defeat, but that didn’t mean that he should just completely drop his guard and give up. His mouth suddenly felt dry and sticky as he looked up, up, and up at the enormous blue demon spirit that loomed over the school house. How in the world did this man have this much power… what kind of a shaman was he?
He would turn and face Genji again, his mind steeled about what was going to happen. He was going to lose, horribly and painfully, but he was going to lose with dignity, and he was going to lose trying to defeat this man. Grasping his bokken in both hands, he would bring it down to his side, a small smirk appearing on his face as he asked the only thing that came to his mind at Genji’s inquiry, “This gonna leave a mark…” With his question asked, Usagi would push himself forward, running toward Genji to make what would more than likely be his final attack. He was either going to be stabbed by his sword, or simply smashed by the giant of a spirit behind him, but he was going to go down swinging if he had anything to say about it. As he neared Genji, he would swing his bokken up, from lower right to upper left, multiple shards of light, all varying in size and shape flying towards the man once more, ““Hikari shādo!” ▀▀▀▀▀▀ ▀ ▀ ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ ▀ ▀ ▀▀▀▀▀▀░Iozami░Ｆuryoku: 950/1,400░[̲̅o̲̅]verly[̲̅o̲̅]bservant[̲̅c̲̅]haracters ░Ｌocated: Rooftop
░Ｃurrent Ｃompany: Krono, Genji,
░Word Count: 401
░Word Count Thus Far: 4,162
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2012 3:31 am
Arion
Genji Gincosu // Shaman //NPC// Furyoku: ------/ -------
"Hope the next time you meet me...we can battle on different standards" Genji would say as he watched Usagi grip his blade. He knew that he was not going to make this last part of the fight, yet he still prevailed on. Genji would shake his head, his head bobbing up and down to music. "See you next time" Genji would state as the giant hand moved between Genji and Usagi.
The hand would take the attack, seeming to just laugh a bit at the hit. Genji would jump over in a twist as he came down at Usagi, the sword being drawn to slash. The problem was, Genji was faster then he appeared, for he had come behind Usagi already, his blade trough his chest. The blood would drip onto the ground, and Genji would remove his sword, laying Usagi down. "You ...are someone to remember" Genji would then remake the booth, and the rhythms would start playing Again. Usagi would rise, being sent somewhere else along the world. HE would shake his head...and continue to play his music.
YOU GAIN +10,000 FURYOKU 8D
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2012 6:14 pm
 Maku stood at the door to the roof of the academy and continued to chew on pieces of his purple lollipop, his other hand shook as he was tempted to fight and help but told himself to refrain and enjoy the lollipop for the moment. Maku sighed impatiently as he watched the fight feeling hesitant but restrained.Located: Roof Current Company: N/A Furyoku: 1600
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2012 7:27 pm
Genji Gincosu // Shaman //NPC// Furyoku: ------/ -------
Genji would turn to the door, the sound of someone chewing ringing in his ears. "Fresh Meat" Genji would state as a wind blew, breaking the door open. "Welcome to my little domain" Genji would state as he watched the male. Why were people coming here over and over again? Was there more shamans then he thought? Genji would not even care anymore, for he would sheath his katana and pull out another Cigarette before smoking some. "What do you need to learn" Genji would ask with a very nonchalant look on his face.
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Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2012 8:23 pm
Maku shook with suprise for a moment, biting his tongue as he convulsed. Maku had just barely caught himself in time to pull back his arm as it had almost instinctively punched into the strange person's face. Maku straightened up and relaxed as he went back to chewing the lollipop, feeling a small sting in his tongue. " Nothing" he said relaxed as he looked back at the man and his cigarette, hoping none of the ashes hit his lollipop or else there would be war. He left abruptly and didn't dare look back in fear that a fight would break out. Located: Roof Current Company: N/A Furyoku: 1600
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2012 3:18 pm
 A small little boy started to walk towards the Academy building. He seemed harmless enough, around 8 years old, with a little teddy bear backpack filled with children's stories, and what seemed to be just a stick of wood. His small round eyes looked up at the building's door with slight glee, as if he had just found the candy store. "Terra....this is the building you spoke of, yes?" As the boy seemed to speak out loud to himself, the spirit of a young woman would float out of his backpack, then looked at the boy, then at the building, and nodded. "Yes Alex, I've felt numerous energies coming from this building several times, but each time the energies have been different. Though, there is one that seems to be overly powerful...it's strange. Reminds me of that girl we ran into earlier..." As Terra stopped speaking, Alexander nodded, and in return Terra went back into the backpack. Without really thinking at all the boy, Alexander, opened up the door and walked up towards the rooftop, where his spirit said the energy was coming from the most. He passed some people, but if any of them tried to talk to him he would of just ignored them, simple people meant nothing to him. However, no one would know what was on his mind, as the entire time he just looked like a sweet innocent child, who wanted nothing more than just to have fun. Finally he reached the rooftop, but instead of opening the door he heard a slight scuffle, and then quickly backed away from the door as someone walked through it, fear in their eyes. Which, of course, only made the small boy smile wider. He then walked through the door himself, only to see a lone man standing there. Without a though, the boy walked over to the man, thinking happy thoughts of killing him to himself, but the look on his face still showed a sweet and innocent face. He gently tugged on the man's pants, trying to gain his attention. "Hey, Mister. Do you have time to play at all?" The little boy asked, sounding exactly like a child, his voice filled with innocence. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Words: 3,265 Exp: 32,000 Level: 4 Furyoku: 12,300/12,300
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