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 Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2011 11:17 pm
 Urahara Shop looks like a regular convenience store on the outside, but while it has many normal items, it also has items which cater to Shinigami's needs. The shop is well hidden, and it can't be found by trying to sense reiatsu due to having a kidou placed around it and the neighboring buildings, cloaking the power within the area. Underneath the shop is a large, nearly indestructible training ground, which is used for none other than training.
Due to Urahara, Kisuke being on vacation, the shop has been placed in the care of Zenshou, Kouzen. Granted, he's a bit stricter with the bargainings than Kisuke was, so beware your manners before attempting to buy.
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Posted: Thu Sep 15, 2011 2:26 pm
 "Another day, another dollar...if this place would ever get any damn customers, anyway."
A lone man sat down in the back of the Urahara Shop, lazily turning the pages of whatever magazine he had on hand. It looked like a bikini magazine, seeing as...well...it had nothing but bikini's. At least it wasn't straight up porn like he could be reading, but hey, that'd just be the worst. Besides, Kouzen doesn't go in the porn section anymore, and he warns others to follow his example. There's a sticky substance on the floor, he doesn't know where it came from or who put it there, but he's definitely not cleaning that s**t up.
Sighing a bit to himself, the current shop owner, looked up from his book to the door, almost wishing for excitement. Sure, he enjoyed the peace and not having to deal with some assholes, but a hollow attack or a hundred wouldn't hurt anyone. Killing the small fry was simple, and he hadn't had a good fight since Kisuke was around. Hell, he wondered how strong he was compared to that man anyway...though he was more than certain it'd be more of a battle of wits than a battle of skill, despite the fact the two had both.
Looking down to the bikini magazine, he sighed again, flipping the page. "Wow those are some huge knockers..." He murmured to himself. "Shame they're probably fake." He added soon after, but the fact they were fake didn't stop him from ogling. Not in the slightest.
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Posted: Fri Sep 16, 2011 9:15 am
 All that could be heard was heavy breathing coming from two peopled coupled in with feminine moans. That’s right, Namaiki was on the scene and he was with yet another woman. He would settle down soon as he found the right one but until he did, he could fool around and keep his options open. Today on the list was none other than the beautiful Sandra. It would take forever to try and describe the elegant vixen but let’s just say, she’s a model in the human realm. Walking across the street stumbling and kissing on Namaiki seemed to be her favorite thing to do nowadays. Hell, they even had been stopping traffic since they decided to do it in the middle of the street.
Without even recognizing where they were headed, they stumbled directly into a weird shop with her landing on top of him. ” Well, a landing zone has been found.” She looked down at him with a seductive look and whispered, “ well, I guess I should land on such a big road.” All of this s**t sounded great except for the fact that she was startled by some guy reading something but whatever was she didn’t like what he was reading! “” What the hell Namaiki?! Is this your way of saying you want a threesome?! Tch, don’t call me anymore pervert.” Wait, what the hell? Did he just hear that right?!! He wasn’t even into men! He watched her walk away with panties that was about to be removed and he was frustrated.
He didn’t even have anyone to blame it on except for this guy! Sure, it was his store but he could have made an exception today and just got the hell out. Namaiki stood up with a glare on his visage.”” Thanks a lot you sonuva…..I should just destroy this entire store! Did you see what you just messed up for me?! You better answer me quickly and tell me how you intend to fix this matter! Now, if you have a sister that doesn’t look like you, then that will do fine as payment, however, if you don’t, then we’re going to have a problem.”
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Posted: Fri Sep 16, 2011 2:08 pm
Scratching his chin, Kouzen flipped another page in the magazine before seeing someone coming through the door of the shop. Well, two someones. "Welcome to Urahara Shop. Get your s**t and get o-..." They fell onto the floor, talking to each other as if they were going to get it on and s**t...not that Kouzen cared. Hell, if they wanted to put on a show, that didn't have anything to do with him. He continued reading his book until the girl spoke up about something, causing Kouzen to raise an eyebrow at her.
"Really? Ya'll ain't all that and a bag of chips...besides, I only have threesomes with two women..." Kouzen waved them off, but regardless she didn't seem to want to hear it. She left angrily, leaving only Kouzen and a very angry...customer. Raising an eyebrow at him, Kouzen stared for a few seconds before looking down at his magazine again, flipping through the pages.
"Fleshlights and dildos over there, lube over there, it'll run you about fifteen bucks for both. Stay out of the porn section though, and don't say I warned you if you do go there. Bathrooms in the back, use your imagination." Kouzen said, a bored expression still plastered on his face.
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Posted: Sat Sep 17, 2011 6:25 am
Namaiki eyes widened in what looked to be horror at the words of this shop owner. Did he just tell him to use his imagination with the sex toys of his store? Hell, he completely ignored his request about his sister and didn’t seem to care about Namaiki’s complaints about ruining his chances with that babe. Well, this pretty boy had a real bad temper and this guy was about to find out first hand what it meant to fight an ex-captain. However thins weren’t going to go as smoothly as he planned now were they? He had no idea who this was he was starting a fight with and didn’t seem to care.
This was the reason he got exiled from soul society because of this ratchet temper of his. The look of terror left his face and sharp, phoenix colored eyes narrowed with rage. Was he serious/? Was he going to release his spiritual pressure right here? Well, from the sudden illumination seen in his eyes, that’s exactly what it appear like he was going to do.” You can kiss your shop goodbye blocker!!” With that Namaiki raised his hands and aimed at the back of the shop.
“Hado numbr thirty-three, sokatsui!!!” A blue energy could b seen forming and grow to the size of a beach ball in size and with little to no hesitation, the destructive art was fired at the back of the man’s store. Namaiki thinking that the shop owner was but a mere human, smirked and turned his back to take his leave. He couldn’t wait to hear the destruction sound and the man’s cries of his life’s work going into shambles. ”
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Posted: Sat Sep 17, 2011 12:40 pm
Raising an eyebrow to the man, Kouzen looked up to him to see he was still angry about it. For what, however? Nobody told them to come barging into his store trying to get freaky, and nobody told the girl to look at his magazines. Hell, since she saw it, he should have made her pay for it before she left. Scratching his cheek, he looked away from the red-headed weirdo and back down to his magazine once again. At least until the guy rose a hand up.
That was something rather unexpected, Kouzen had to think. That this random human...no, he wasn't a human. He was trained in Kidou, that meant either another Shinigami was training people around here, or this guy was from the Soul Society. Kouzen could bet on the latter, but the question was how long had this guy been around? He didn't have a lot of time to muse about it, seeing as he had a fairly good spell coming right at him.
Flipping another page nonchalantly, Kouzen lifted a hand up. If he poured out a good amount of energy, this spell should work, right? "Bakudo Number Eight, Seki." A round shield appeared at Kouzen's risen hand as the Soukatsui crashed into it. Thanks to the Bakudo's ability, however, he managed to stop the blast in it's tracks, and soon enough, it was sent right back to it's sender. Kouzen knew that he was about to blow the door off of his store whether it hit or miss, but hey, anything he did at that point would result in some damage, and he'd rather blow up something more fixable than a wall.
Finally deciding to close his book, Kouzen stood up and dusted himself off. "See, this ain't my store. Didn't you hear me when you walked in? I said it's Urahara Shop, not Zenshou Shop. Then again, you nimrod's were too busy sucking face..." Kouzen scowled some, walking to the side and grabbing his trusty little zanpakutou. Something told him that this was going to get extraordinarily hectic. "You shoulda just taken one of the toys, 'cause now we've really got a problem." Slinging the sheathed blade over his shoulder, Kouzen sighed as he started walking into the back.
"Well, no point in blowing up a city over some tail. Come with me." Of course, he was leading him to none other than the underground training facility that was built so long ago, used almost daily, and still retained it's shape. It would do for whatever this guy had in mind.
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Posted: Sun Sep 18, 2011 6:39 am
Nonchalant words were muttered and Namaiki quirked an eyebrow interestingly. He chuckled and turned his head to see his guy raising his hand in the same fashion from Neo from the matrix and basically telling his hado spell, no. Of course he countered with a bakudo spell of his own. He would’ve been shocked if he had some time to actually do so. However, you all know the routine and principle of annoying reflection. I never comes back inferior to whatever hit it. It comes back faster, and with the momentum of the other person’s force. Namaiki turned his body to face a side position and just barely too. The blast flew right beside him and slammed into the door, blowing off the hinges completely. Namaiki stared at the door for a while and his phoenix colored orbs glanced back at the man hearing him mutter off something.
“I think if I would’ve heard that part than I would have said that. But things do make a little sense now as to why you were just able to use a kidou spell. However, that’s not going to help you. We had a problem the instant I saw you.” Namaiki smirked at the man and raised his index finger and his thumb to whistle. Nothing happened at first until some multi-colored hair bombshell entered the shop. No, it wasn’t one of his flock members, this was merely his zanpakuto spirit in manifested form. She leaned closed to him and kissed his lips materializing into a katana.
Orange and crimson colored aura was pulsating in his hand.” Lead the way. This is true, and it’s not like I couldn’t get another one but it’s the whole principle of the situation and on top pf that, I just don’t like you.” I almost seemed like the two had an understanding of each other. Perhaps if meeting at a different time, they could’ve have been friends keen to brothers. When he felt a strong vibration that went through his veins like an earthquake, his eyes widened.
” What are you getting excited for? Is he that strong? Oh well isn’t this a rare opportunity. I don’t exactly want to kill him, just teach him a lesson. Your name is Zenshou right? Well so we can get this out of the way, I’m Namaiki. You must be strong if Adorenarin is getting pumped up. I was just going to knock some sense into you but we operate a little different. It seems that I may kill you by a mistake if you’re really as strong as she thinks you are. “
Namaiki chuckled slightly and made his way down into what appeared to be a mountain valley….underground? Okay, he was certain this guy wasn’t a normal person now.
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Posted: Sun Sep 18, 2011 4:37 pm
Kouzen sighed as the kidou blew the door out, making a mental note to get it fixed before bugs started flying in. And robbers. Last thing he needed was a bunch of robbers coming in and ******** up the place. "Troublesome..." He said aloud, but mostly to himself anyway, keeping his sword on his shoulders. He lead them down to the basement, looking around the place for a moment. Quite frankly, it'd been quite awhile since he'd been down here. He'd been, obviously, not doing much training, seeing as there wasn't much to train for. He was certain it'd all come back to him anyway.
"Hey, don't hate the player, hate the game. The game you lost." Kouzen said, lazily treading the ground underneath his feet with his back turned to the mystery man of multicolor hair. "Men these days, I swear...back in my day, if a woman ran out on you, you slapped her and told her to get back in the kitchen. Err...no, wait...you ran after her and told her your feelings. Either way, the situation in total is your own fault." Kouzen waved him off before giving a stretch before turning around.
"Pfft, trust me, there's nothing you can teach me, whether it be fighting or picking up chicks." Twirling his sword around in hand, Kouzen pulled the sheath off with his other hand and stabbed it into the ground off to the side. "And it's Kouzen...Zenshou, Kouzen, so you're half right. Nobody asked for your name anyway, it's useless info." Placing his sword in the ground, he cracked his knuckles and gave a few more stretches before picking it back up again. "I'll warn you, though. It'd been awhile since I've to fend off a total weakling, so you'll have to forgive me if I start off slow with the pacing."
Adjusting the hat on his head, Kouzen waved a "c'mon" signal to Namaiki, blowing a breath. "Man, it's hot down here..." Of course it would be, considering he's wearing winter clothes.
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2011 10:55 am
Namaiki followed the man down into the room. So this is what the prince meant by others that they would have to deal with besides the soul society? Hell, it didn’t really matter to him. Whoever his opponent was had already been given a certainty of death if that was his mission. Too bad, that wasn’t the case here. He was here to kind of scope out what they were up against so they could plan accordingly. This guy had no idea he was pissing Namaiki off and he doubt that he even cared. His wordplay was similar to Namaiki’s so he could respect that.
” Regardless of who’s fault it is, you’re going to be blamed for it today. Trust when I say you’re going to remember my name.” It wasn’t the fact that he was completely rude, or misjudging him by calling him weak that just riled him up. No, it was the fact that he actually believed that he could pick up more women than him! No man alive could ever amount to the greatness of Namaiki scoring with women! This a*****e really thought that he could and that was enough to get the fight underway.
”For you to even say some absurd s**t like that out of you’re mouth, just got you killed. I don’t even see any reason to hold back. “ Namaiki smirked and a blur movement that resembled a shunpo was used. This was just his normal speed. It wouldn’t take long for Namaiki to be on the path of destruction. In that blur movement, a loud unsheathing sound was heard with the sheathe falling right in between of the both of them. Of course with that being said, Namaiki’s image must’ve reappeared in front of Kouzen. ” Distance judge…..meh, fifty percent” A grasp of his sheathe that was falling was caught in front of him and a downward slash aimed at the man’s shoulder followed almost simultaneously after it.
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2011 9:28 am
The town had undergone such an improvement during the initial war. Karakura Town looked do much better broken and decrepit, smoldering in its ruin. If anything, that was the only thing Caelum had come to like about the human world. Peering out at the ruined town from the opening of his Descorrer Caelum quickly began searching out Namaiki's reiatsu, a task that took the whole of two seconds. ”...Again...?” The Prince thought to himself.
Following his reiatsu signature, Caelum appeared at the Urahara Shop, thankful that no humans were around. Now, don't get it twisted, Caelum couldn't give a damn about humans, but it would be against his better interests if a squad of Shinigami appeared in response to a bunch of human doing under the weight of his spiritual energy. Sensing that Namaiki was inside, Caelum proceeded inside, breaking his way into the underground with a look of mild dispassion. Pin pointing the rouge Shinigami, Caelum sonídoed to the male's rear and laid his hand on his right shoulder.
”Come, Namaiki.”
And that was that. With his free hand, he opened another dimensional rift.
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Posted: Tue Oct 11, 2011 5:42 am
Namaiki had basically was going to launch a forward assault on this idiot in front of him and he probably would have killed him however, a close and yet so distant voice rang in his eardrum followed by a hand on his right shoulder. Namaiki eyes narrowed at Kouzen before he smirked. ” This has got to be the luckiest day of you’re life. Don’t worry, I will see you again and next time I won’t need to warm up. I’m just going to kill you.” Anyway, he had completed his mission which was to see if anyone on earth besides the lower beings like Quincies and fullbringers had any spiritual pressure.
Namaiki sheathed his zanpakuto and turned to the prince of the hollow world and all worlds for that matter and nodded. With that, he jumped through his form of transportation and while entering gave Kouzen the middle finger. He wasn’t talking about him being number one either.
((mybad, I was trying to wait for my ***** volt to post.))
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Posted: Tue Oct 11, 2011 1:19 pm
[ Exit to Royal Gate in the Seireitei with Namaiki.]
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