Wantadog: "Skits are needed!"

Toku: "Oh, you're here, are you?"

Wantadog: "What's that supposed to mean?"

Mishiranu: "Nothing, it's just good to know you actually remember to post."

Wantadog: "I told you I was sick! I had a good excuse!"

Isamu: "Is that so? You weren't too sick to watch 8 straight hours of Family Feud."

Wantadog: "How did you know that? The computer was off!"

Renee: "We have our ways."

Wantadog and Wantadog's colon: O_O

BP: "Although in Wantadog's defense, watching 8 straight hours of Family Feud kinda proves how sick he really is."

Whiteflame: "I agree. He's definitely one sick fellow."

Wantadog: "That's not the sick I was talking about....and fellow? Really?"

Whiteflame: "It's the way awesome people talk."

BP: "Wasn't there a paper published about Wantadog's madness?"

Wantadog: "How did we switch from me being sick to me being "sick" to me being mad?"

Exorcist: "They're synonymous."

Wantadog: "That's a big word..."

Exorcist: "Yes, yes it is."

Wantadog: "I mean a really big word..."

Exorcist: "....yes.....it is...."

Wantadog: "Like....it makes big words look...not big."

BP: "Stop quoting The Longest Yard and let's get back on topic."

Whiteflame: "We have a topic?"

Wantadog: "I believe our topic was about big words."

BP: "No it wasn't. It was about insulting Wantadog."

Exorcist: "I thought it was about symmetry."

Whiteflame: ".....we have a topic?"

BP: "This is one weird skit...."

Wantadog: "Don't worry, BP. I got this. They won't even bother reading this because I am putting a monkey emote on there and they will be so transfixed by it that-...transfixed....big word...."

@Everyone. Heh, indeed. XD. It looks like a skit from me is needed too.

Bp: See, and here it is.

Wantadog: Here what is?

Bp: The skit...

Wantadog: What skit?

Bp: The one I'm writing now! (One Piece angry shark-face look)

Wantadog: What are you talking about? Are you feeling okay?

Bp: (Stamps his feet in frustration) Dammit!!! Wantadog, you bastard, i see what you are doing.

Wantadog: What's that?

Wantadog: What's that?

Bp: Oh, not this again... (sighs in resignment)

Wantadog: Not what again?

Wantadog: Not what again?

Bp: See ya.

Whiteflame: (Suddenly pops up, along with Gaia and Exorcist) Hey, where are you going? (Eyes narrow)

Bp: Away from him, before I lose my mind. (Points at Wantadog)

Gaia: Wantadog? What's he doing?

Wantadog: I don't know... Bp has lost his mind, I think.

Whiteflame: Not again...

Bp: Hey, I'm right here!

Gaia: Bp is mental?

Whiteflame: Every so often he loses his grip on reality... It's kinda sad, really.

Wantadog: Yeah, he raves about me speaking funny sometimes and imagines characters being there when they aren't... He's kinda cuckoo, if you get my meaning.

Bp: Stop talking about me like I'm not here!

Whiteflame: Anyway, we better get him his meds, otherwise he'll completely relapse.

Wantadog: I'll grab them.

(Wantadog returns with the meds, while Exorcist and Whiteflame hold Bp down)

Exorcist: Damn, this guy can struggle!

Whiteflame: Yeah, he's pretty strong, for a little guy.

Gaia: (Eyes boggling) I can't believe what I'm seeing...

Just a heads up, I intended for this to be longer, but I'm having trouble writing for the other fights, lost my muse somehow. Hopefully it comes back to me over the next couple of days, but for now, enjoy this portion of the intended post.


Kronos was bleeding black from a number of wounds, unable to repair the damage Themis had caused him. He was weakened beyond that as well, showing signs of general fatigue.

And yet, this fight was working in his favor.

He was no longer allowing Themis into close quarters. Every time she tried to close the gap, blue images would form all around her, and she would be forced to retreat, often with injuries. She clutched at her right shoulder, which was bleeding profusely. That Chrono Step of his allowed him to abuse her ability completely, turning it into a major deficit for her. What’s worse, he was looking impatient. His next attack would aim for a kill.

She didn’t need to see the future to know where this was going. There was only one chance.

Themis: You said earlier that all we cared about is preserving our own power. Perhaps you’re right, Kronos. We fight for our preservation, just as any living, breathing being would. A plant will fight to tower over others so that it can receive more sunlight. A whale will rise up out of the ocean for a single breath of air. A lion will kill to feed itself. These are selfish acts, and yet they embody the only balance t the world has known – a balance to survive.

Kronos scoffed: Your powers don’t ensure your survival! You don’t fight to get food, or to breathe!

Themis: Power isn’t just for the wielder.

Kronos: Oh, so you fight to maintain your power? What happened to your ideals? Did you not say you would refuse to interrupt the lives of those very people you would protect?

Themis: If my power can be used to protect that of others, then it’s enough. If I die here, I’ll die knowing that was worth my struggle.

Kronos: A foolish sentiment! Protecting the lives of piddling mortals, of gods who have chosen to weaken themselves in order to meddle in the world’s woes? Where’s the order in an immortal sacrificing herself for rabble and chaos? Tell me that, Themis!

Themis: That’s a sentiment you never learned, Kronos. You learned a different kind of selfishness – the pursuit of power. Tell me, has that made you whole yet? Will killing me be enough?

Kronos smiled, and the world around her turned blue. He struck, and blood splattered across their battlefield.

Kronos: You flatter yourself. Killing you is just the appetizer, sister. I won’t be sated until I’ve ended these pseudoshinigami pests, destroyed your allies, and had my vengeance.

He pulled at his scythe, grunting as it remained stuck. A trickle of blood ran from Themis’s nose and from underneath the cloth covering her left eye.

Themis: Then I truly have no choice.

Her right hand, cut and covered in blood from where she had held the blade in place in her side, reached out and grabbed hold of Kronos’s arm. He snarled, pushing the scythe further into the wound. Themis hacked up blood, coughing and heaving.

Kronos: As if you could stop m-!

Themis’s left hand no longer held her sword, which lay at her feet. Instead, her scales dangled from her now shaking grip. On one side was a blue orb of small size, while on the other resided a tremendous orb that engulfed half the scales in its light. The scales were tipped completely in favor of the larger orb. The light layers of mist that had surrounded them focused in on the orb, congregating in a whirl of light.

Themis: I may not be strong enough to stop you, Kronos, but you no longer belong in this world. Divine order will see to your demise, once and for all.

Kronos’s eyes went wide. He smashed his fist into her right arm repeatedly, the bones cracking, yet she managed to hang on in spite of the pain.

Kronos: You will not stop me, bitch! You will all per-

Blue light engulfed them both in that instant, a massive blast firing across the god realm. As Themis vanished from the world in the blaze of light, she felt at peace with the knowledge that she’d helped to create true balance.

Awesome post! So is Kronos dead?

Did I say that?

Lol sneaky. you had said he was weakened and that blast seemed to be very strong so take that *Sticks tongue out* Okay I will go under the assumption he is alive for my post. XD

As well you should.

@Wantadog. Best wait to see what happens in Flame's next post. XD. I'm looking forward to it. In all honesty, I can't wait until this Arc is over with, because I'm really looking forward to the filler and the return of Aizen.

@Whiteflame. Nicely done, I look forward to seeing what else you have in store for us.

Exorcist:.....

Everyone else: O.O

Wantadog: He's, uh....he's been like that for a long time. Think we should do something?

BP: Maybe he's broken.

Exorcist: I DEMAND AN EXPLANATION?!?!?!

Whiteflame: For what?!

Exorcist: Wantadog quoted from the "Longest Yard", right? Or so says BP.

BP: Yeah, that's right.

Exorcist: That American Football movie?

Wantadog: Yeah....

Exorcist: And a yard...that's three feet, yes?

Whiteflame: Yes...

Exorcist: And yet the movie is called the "Longest Yard". Need I explain further? It defies the laws of physics! If each yard is three feet, than another cannot be longer, or else it won't be a yard anymore!

Wantadog: But it's just a movie title. Besides, I think they mean football yard, like on the field.

Exorcist: OBJECTION! Those yards are three feet each as well! I've measured! A yard is a yard! You cannot say a unit of measurement is longer than itself! That's like that obnoxious saying, "Which weighs more? A pound of feathers or a pound of gold?" It's like it's meant just to troll people!

Whiteflame: He's...got a point. He's overthinking it clearly, but he's got a point.

Wantadog: But the movie was funny. Admit it.

Exorcist: Meh. Some parts. I prefer Touhou M-1, though.

BP: Toe-what?

Exorcist: A series of manzai that have a ton of refferences, which I have been watching all day. And since I'm advertising; What anime has the everyday school life of characters, the mystery genre of the Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya, and epic in-depth characters that you've just got to love?

Wantadog: Uhm--

Exorcist: WRONG! It is "Hyouka", the anime with the based name EVER!!!!

Whiteflame: Alright, I'll bite. Why is it the best name ever?

Exorcist: I refuse to spoil it. Watch the anime and you'll find out. If by that point you aren't hooked, I'l disown ALL OF YOU!

BP: But you don't own any of us.

Exorcist: So we have an agreement!






Tsubaki:..........

Adelheid:................

Azusa:................................

Kazuma:............

Corwen:.....................

Samuel:........

Exorcist: So....what's it like to be on standby indefinitely?

Azusa: I'll kick your ass.

Adelheid: While we've been out of the picture, you've been indulging yourself in the entire .hack series haven't you?

Exorcist: Valid statement. The music is so...intoxicating.

Tsubaki: Weren't we supposed to be your brain children? But you've left us to rot until further notice instead.

Exorcist:.....You know, Titania...Kenpachi has been awefully kickass lately in the manga, being the sole member of the Gotei 13 to point a metaphorical middle finger in the direction of the Sternritter. What have you done, exactly?

All the characters: *draw their swords and point them at Exorcist*

Exorcist: Ah, ****

(I shall prove you wrong. the longest yard does exist. My "Front YARD" ba dum tss!!......sorry....)

*Swings away on a vine like George of the Jungle while singing the Batman theme* Back to word document! derp

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(destroys wantadog's entire property, house, backyard, and frontyard) WHO"S THE LONGEST YARD NOW?!?!?!?!?!?!

On a more reasonable note (not really), yards can be bigger than each other, but no one says "I have a longer yard than you. VICTORY!!!! >:D *runs through cave with background music of Indiana Jones' theme playing*

Bp: Exorcist... You think too much... I always thought I did, but then I met you.

Exorcist: Are you going to claim you ahve a 'longer' yard than I do?

Bp: No. Why would I bother? I don't have an infatuation with proving everything proverb, or movie title, or saying wrong.

Exorcist: Why not? It's fun.

Bp: Because, then my brain would explode... I'm surprised yours hasn't, with all the overworking it's been doing.

Whiteflame: He does make good points, though.

Wantadog: Sometimes... What about when you almost got us killed in that black hole?

Exorcist: That was simply a mishap. I didn't mean for that happen.

Whiteflame: And yet, somehow I managed to be the one to have to save everyone. What was it you said, you were 'complicated'?

Exorcist: Yes, well, I am complicated.

Bp, Wantadog, Whiteflame, Gaia: (Gaia joins suddenly) WE KNOW!!!

Bp: Hey, Gaia, what are you talking about? You don't even know Exorcist, at least, not yet.

Gaia: I've read the whole forum and seen the weird things that he gets himself into.

(Exorcist growls at him)

Exorcist: Don't make me come over there!

(Gaia backs away)

Bp: Oh, never mind him... He's actually quite timid. He just thinks that he is tough.

Gaia: Really? What about you? Did your meds work?

(Bp snarls and his face grows red, while the others laugh)

Exorcist: (Laughing hard) Touche, Panther...

Whiteflame: Indeed, it seems that you were, how do you put it, pwned?

Wantadog: Hahahahahahahahaha!!!! Oh, Bp, you are a real laugh.

I am back, sorry i moved and telecom kept screwing up my phone line and broadband for six days. moved saturday and it is wednesday and i only got my phone and broadband now

No problem, dude. I will look forward to the end of this Arc and the beginning of the filler. As I said in message, it won't be too much longer... I'm hoping a week, or two at max. XD

(Okay....here we go.)

[Onward! The Pseudo-Shinigami Join The Fight!]
(Storyline Post)


Toku: “Did you guys feel that?”

Isaac: “Feel that, see that, hear that, make you pick.”

The large blue explosion, that had happened only seconds earlier was so close to the group of Pseudo-Shinigami, that they originally thought they were under attack.

Makoto: “I sensed Kronos. Is he dead?”

Toku: “I doubt it, but we should go check to make sure, if he is, we’ll go back and meet up with the others, if he’s alive…well that one is kinda obvious.”

Isaac and Makoto nodded. Ever since they set off, Toku had barely spoken, this was the most they had heard out of him the entire trip. The trio quickly flash-stepped off in the direction of the explosion. Makoto hoped Kronos was alive. He wanted to get payback. Isaac glanced worriedly at the man.


Back at the clearing, Kronos stood up. He coughed, and blood came out.

Kronos: “Tch…damn woman.”

Kronos hadn’t expected the blast to be that strong, nevertheless he had managed to survive it. He looked around and saw no trace of his earlier opponent. It seems her final attack failed. Kronos grinned at that, even though he knew that he had to get moving. As strong as he was, if the other gods started a fight, he was screwed. Kronos was about to utilize Chrono-step to get back to the base when he sensed an incoming attack. He swung his sickle in a wide arc, cutting the fire arrow in half. He looked to his left to see the shinigami from earlier, landing on the ground. What was his name? Toku? He hadn’t seen much reason to remember his name. As he thought about it, two other shinigami landed to his right and left. He was glad to see that the woman he injured earlier wasn’t with them. Had they failed to save her in time? That pleased Kronos. One down, three to go.

Kronos: “Pretty violent entrance, don’t you think?”

Toku: “That was just a opening shot. If it actually managed to do damage to you, I would have been very surprised. Although with the shape you seem to be in, maybe it isn’t so shocking.”

Kronos: “Ah yes, I do seem to be a little worse for wear, but nothing that I can’t put up with, especially if my only opponents are three Soul Reapers with stolen powers. Speaking of which, where is the other one? Did she….have a little accident?”

Isaac: “Bukimi is perfectly fine, thank you.” As he spoke, Isaac drew his sword. The only one of the group in manifestation being Toku.

Makoto: “Yes, and she wanted us to give you a little gift.” In an instant he was in front of Kronos, who was way ahead of him and blocked Makoto’s strike. Makoto used that as leverage to get both feet off the ground and kick Kronos as hard as he could in the chest. Kronos grunted, but stayed still. He swung his sickle, also as hard as he could, sending Makoto flying backwards, he crashed into several trees before righting himself. There was a pause in the battle, in which Toku used to get in between the two fighters.

Toku: “Stop. Kronos, we don’t have to do this.”

Kronos: “Oh, not this tripe again! Come on, can’t you see that your idealistic nonsense will never work? If you even think for one second that you can convince me not to fight, you should be the first to die!”

Toku: “I don’t care if my idealistic nonsense will work or not, I’m still going to try. Face it, Kronos. You are outmatched. You have to face off against not only us three, but whoever comes after, and they will probably be gods. If you fight, you will inevitably be killed, whether by me, Makoto, Isaac, or someone else.”

Kronos: “My response is the same. Nonsense is nonsense, you don’t know how this world works, or your own for that matter.”

Toku: “Like I said, it may be nonsense, but I’m sticking with it.”

Kronos: “Then stick with this!” Kronos jabbed his sickle straight into Toku’s gut. The armor he was wearing protected him, but it still knocked the wind right out of him. Toku fell to a knee and Kronos laughed. “See, now this is how you mortals should be. On your knee’s. Do me a favor and stay there until I’m ready for you.” He made to go around Toku to get at Makoto, but the moment he made his move, he was blasted back as the area he was standing on was replaced by a large scaly foot. In Toku’s place, there was now a large black dragon, whose wingspan was as large as the clearing was. The dragon growled fiercely. Kronos stood up and laughed. “So you resorted to this? Not very intimidating.”

Isaac frowned. “I don’t think so. I think Toku is mad…talk about showing your anger.”

The dragon slowly shrunk until it was once again, Toku in his manifestation. Toku grinned and looked at Kronos.

Toku: “You’re right. Talk won’t do much anymore. What do you say we just get this show on the road?” He raised his bow and pointed it at Kronos. Isaac and Makoto both used their manifestations and prepared to attack. Kronos merely watched.

Kronos: “You guys are starting to get really irritating. Fine!” He pointed a single finger at Makoto and released an insane amount of spiritual pressure. “I’ll give you warning. I am going to kill that one first.”


(Meanwhile)


Mishiranu: “So we have several paths to choose from. Which way do we go?”

They had sensed battles going on all around them. They had been taking it very slowly because of that, but now, Mishiranu felt they needed to get involved or else.

Bluebell: “Well, I can faintly sense Isamu and Renee’s powers over there…or is it there?”

Mishiranu: “I also sense that. They seem to be fighting someone pretty powerful.”

Shiva: You should keep going straight, but first, wait a few minutes.

Mishiranu: Why?

Shiva didn’t respond so Mishiranu relayed that she thought they should go straight.

Lushi: “Why does she want to go straight? And why wait?”

Mishiranu: “I don’t know why, and I don’t know about the other one either…I think we should listen to her, you guys agree?”

Kowareta: “Well, so far, we seem to be doing pretty good. I say straight sounds like an excellent idea.”

Bluebell: “You would. Going straight would be going straight through the battles. There would be battles on every side, with no way of telling if we’re gonna be ambushed.”

Mishiranu: “Which means that whatever Shiva wants, it must be at their base or close to it…wait? Do you guys feel something coming?”

Sure enough, seconds later, a dark blot could be seen approaching them. Kowareta and Lushi both got on guard, while Bluebell and Mishiranu calmly watched as the dark blot took on the shape of a flaming horse. Two people sat atop the horse, bareback. One was a man with a wicked tan, and the other was a woman. The man hopped down from the horse and helped the woman down, then he turned his attention to the Pseudo-Shinigami.

Johan: “Hello. Would I be remiss in guessing that you lot are the ‘pseudo-shinigami”

Mishiranu: “We are. Who are you?”

Johan smiled: “That’s good. We found you. My name is Johan Pesaro, and the woman with me is Cadence.”

Mishiranu nodded to the two and introduced the others, ending with her own name. “So why are you here exactly?”

Cadence: “We’re here because the bird lady helped us.”

Mishiranu opened her mouth to respond to the statement, but decided against it. She returned her gaze to Johan, who promptly explained what happened to them and the events leading up to this moment. Johan left out quite a bit, deciding it wasn’t needed.

Bluebell: “So you guys are pseudo-shinigami as well and you came looking for us so that you can team up?”

Cadence: “No.”

Johan nudged her a bit and explained it in a more simple way.

Cadence: “Yes, exactly why we’re here.”

Bluebell: “Um…right, so anyway, it’s not my decision. It’s hers.” she pointed to Mishiranu, who was already busy with something else.

Mishiranu: Why are you saying go straight? And do we let them join or not?

Shiva: I have my reasons. Go straight and let them join. You could always use a bit of help.

Mishiranu: “All right, you guys can come along. Odds are we’re gonna be attacked soon anyway. So let’s get going.”

“Kowareta: “So that’s our plan…just head straight.”

Bluebell: “Yup. That’s it.”

Lushi: “Sounds good to me…”

Johan grinned at the banter. “Something tells me I’m going to like you guys.”


END!
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Wantadog: “…”

BP: “What?”

Wantadog: “…”

Whiteflame: “WHAT?”

Wantadog: “…”

Exorcist: “Isn’t this my thing…”

Wantadog: “Have you guys realized that Johan sounds a lot like Gohan?”

BP: “No…why does it matter.”

Wantadog: “it doesn’t…just…Gohan is awesome…”

Whiteflame: “Are you fanboying.”

Wantadog: “Nope, just mentioning it. If you want I can fan boy…”

Gaia: “Dear god no!”

Wantadog: “…”

Gaia: “What is it?”

Wantadog: “…”

BP: “Oh now you’re just doing it to annoy us.”

Wantadog: *Behind BP* “Huh? What? Oh that. That’s a portable gigai, like in the anime.”

BP: “How did you get one of those?”

Wantadog: “I wrote it in.”

*The fourth wall breaks into a thousand pieces.*

Wantadog: “How much does it cost to replace those?”

Whiteflame: “The fourth wall? Oh we have a deal. Everytime the fourth wall is broken, BP loses something…”

BP: “Where the **** did my friggin keys go!?”

Wantadog: “…we should do that more often.”

Gaia: “That’s mean…I like the way you think.”

I'll write a post tomorrow. XD. I'll try and make it a long one and get the bulk of this God's Realm stuff over and done with. Hopefully we can get the filler going soon. I'm looking forward to it.

Bp: Always my damn keys, or cellphone. How do you guys do that, anyway?

Whiteflame: Simple. The fourth wall breaks.

Bp: Right. And how does that make me lose something?

Whiteflame: You know... I have no idea.

Bp: Why am I not surprised?

Whiteflame: Ask the jury.

Bp: What jury?

Whiteflame: You can ask your bank about them.

Bp: Bank? What nonsense are you rambling about?

Whiteflame: I don't know. Ask your parents, parents are meant to know everything, because they are adults.

Bp: You're old enough to be considered an adult. In fact, so am I. Whyare you so weird today?

Whiteflame: (Wakes up) Huh, what?

Bp: What?

Whiteflame: What, what?

Bp: What, what, what?

Whiteflame: What, what, what, what?

Bp: What, what- damn I lost count. Hey, what are you doing?

Whiteflame: Me? I have no idea. What are you doing?

Bp: I asked why you are so weird today?

Whiteflame: I don't know what you mean. I must have been asleep...

Bp: (Sweatdrop) YOU WERE SLEEPTALKING??!! (OP 'Shark-face look)

(Blank...) Lol. O_O XDDDDDD xPPPPPP =)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))­) boredom reigns supreme... LOLOLOLOLOL TROLOLOLOLOLOL... HEY, LOOKS LIKE A BADASS OVER HERE...

id like to join if thats cool

@Shukun. Sure. Just post a character onto the 'Characters for the Clan War' forum. Be aware, taht we are just about to begin a filler Arc, about the Kasumioji clan. I'd like you to think about what part you'll play in it. Currently, all Captain-class positions are taken, but you can take a couple of different roles. You can collaborate with Whiteflame and control the Kasumioji clan, collaborate with Exorcist (silverexorcist) and control of the four noble houses, collborate and form a new group with Zordaik, or take control of the Schola (a clan of anti-soul society people, that can manipulate light and use it in several different techniques and a couple of special ones). It's really your choice. I'd like it if you would fan the others joined to this RP, so you can discuss roles with them, too and discuss collaboration, if you like. Send me a message when you have decided what role you wish to take and I'll help make the necessary arrangements. XD. Thanks for the interest.

hey srry again 4 dropping off the face of the earth. A family member of mine just died nd ive been having a lot to do for the funeral. However I have free time once again so..... yea. I should be free to post now.

can i get a link to that please

[Revelation For Odin/Izanami's Selfish Wish and Death/Ajisukitakahikone's Strength of Will and Raijin's Determination]

-Odin-

(Odin trailed behind Ares, finally landing as they approached the base of the Unradicals. Ares disappeared, attacking Renee straight away. Odin lost interest and scanned the area, looking for an opponent he could engage. He noticed that Izanami was being fought by the pseudo-shinigami and Pele, but Ares had taken some of her prey. She looked pissed off. Anubis spoke from behind him.)

Anubis: It seems that Ma'at has not arrived yet. I suppose I'll have go looking, or kill some time.

Odin: Do what you want. I think I will assist Kronos, before he gets himself killed.

Anubis: Hey, hold on... I want some action!

Odin: That is my fight, Anubis. You should await Ma'at's arrival, I'm sure the fool will show up, intending to destroy you.

Anubis: Meh. Fine then, if that's how it's going to be...

Odin: Good luck, then.

(Odin pushed forwards, heading in the direction of Kronos, who was eagerly fighting Themis and some of the pseudo-shinigami. Odin stared at them intently, noting that they seemed to be fairly powerful. He used his God-step, moving so fast, that none of them would see him coming, until it was too late. He kept the movement up, finally reaching them and flashed through the fighting, dodging thrusts towards Kronos and smashed his iron staff into Themis' rib-cage. Themis screamed with pain, falling backwards and colliding with the ground. She slowly got to her feet, the ribs broken and skin grazed and bleeding; snarling, she panted hard and fought to keep her eyes focused on him.)

Themis: Odin... bastard...

Odin: Well, my dear, it seems you are quite gravely injured... I would get away from here now, before you really get hurt.

Themis: Will... not... escape... die, if I ... have to (Still breathing heavily)

Odin: Well, I did warn you. It isn't my problem if you get injured. Kronos! Concentrate on her. I'll take care of these pseudo-shinigami rats.

Toku: Odin... Loki wants a word with you... In fact, he wants to kill you.

Odin: Good luck to him. I don't intend to lose to any of you pathetic wimps. Attack all at once, or I'll wipe you all from existence. I'm not going to go easy on you this time. (Folds arms impatiently)

Toku: Pathetic? Get real. You know we aren't as weak as you seem to think, bastard!

Makoto: Screw Odin, I'm going to put Kronos out his misery! He'll pay for what he did to Bukimi!!! (Makoto disappears, crashing his blade into Kronos' sickle)

Odin: Your friend seems determined. Lets go, then.

Toku: It will be my pleasure.

(Toku and Odin clash, bring a large collision of massive quantities of spirit energy, which flared outwards and exploded violently. Both disappeared and smashing Zanpakuto and staff into one another, causing sparks flying off everywhere and brief collisions of reiatsu. Odin breathed slowly, watching Toku puff and made his move. The God of Death disappeared abruptly, staying hidden, while Toku kept his eyes focused, waiting for the offensive strike. It never came. Instead, Odin appeared, a black circle focused between his two outstretched hands. He released it swiftly, catching Toku off-guard.)

Odin: Dark-magic circle! (The spell begins to curl around Toku, the energy fizzing when it comes into contact with Toku's reiatsu)

Toku: W-what is this??!!

Odin: Black magic... You forget who I am, boy! Loki obviously has forgotten to remind you that I am a Nordic God and have the use of black magic. He'd remember... Obviously Loki doesn't really give a damn about you!

Toku: (Eyes widened) You know nothing about our relationship!

Odin: Yet, I made you angry... Is that because the truth hurts? Don't claim to know my son better than I do, boy! You've been alive for scant amount of years and have only spent some of those in his company. I have known him for milennia... And yet, you seem to think that you know more about the issue than I do. Loki is a trickster!

Toku: Damn you! (His reiatsu explodes, as he tries to make his escape from the black magic)

Odin: I'm not done yet. Black dragon flame! (A massive black wave of fiery energy bursts forth, engulfing Toku and the dark circle and exploding violently. The ash and smoke took ages to dissipate and Odin waited patiently)

-Izanami-

(Pele growled at her, slinging more knives in her direction. Izanami dodged them, navigating the air expertly and bringing her tail smashing down to the ground. The ground cracked and pieces of earth and cloud bombarded the air, flying in various directions. Pele flashed out of the way and slung a longer knife at Izanami, piercing her in the shoulder. Izanami laughed the pain off and engaged her opponent once more, sending her Darkness Touch careening at Pele, who dodged it again, utilising her God-step to avoid the dangerous attack. The attack was too fast and she got grazed on her side, causing the injury to turn to ash and regenerate, just like the other attacks she had taken. Izanami frowned, at this rate, she'd just end up getting worn out. It was time to cause damage to her organs, which were unlikely to be able to be regenerated. Izanami used Darkness Touch, sending the tendrils of darkness at Pele, then disappeared. Pele dodged the attack, but was then assaulted from behind, and a Fingers of Darkness attack almost pierced her heart, stabbing through her middle. Pele clutched the injury, which seemed to refuse to turn to ash, and blood coated her hand. She grimaced and disappeared, trying to get backwards, to avoid any further attacks. Izanami laughed.)

Izanami: Seems that area is weak. I know your weakness now, Pele.

Pele: Too bad... It won't save you. I've had enough of your mocking tone, you filthy Radical bitch! Take this.

(Pele flashed forward, passing through Izanami, causing her skin to turn to ash, then spun around, pirouetting skillfully and shoved both hands, each armed with a dagger, into Izanami's chest from the back. Izanami blinked, the blades appearing through her breast and through her heart. Izanami coughed and collapsed to the ground, throwing one final attack at Pele, which went through her side. Pele panted, and scurried off to a safe resting spot.)

Pele: I hope that got her, otherwise Renee will die. I better help her against Ares, otherwise he'll destroy her.

(Pele zoomed in the direction of the other battle and struck Ares a glancing blow with one her knives, cutting him through the back. Ares snarled at her and turned around, pirouetting and swining his massive blade. Pele grinned and dodged the brutal, yet reckless attack. Ares frowned and jumped backwards, awaiting an attack from Pele. Ares breathed for a moment, then raised his massive blade and God-stepped, managing to cut into her shoulder. Pele regenerated and grabbed his arm, causing it to begin turning to ash. Ares seized her arm with his other and bodily hurled her forwards, sending her crashing into the ground. Pele stood shakily and set her face with a resolutive look. Ares laughed at her.)

Ares: What's wrong? Are you hurt...

Pele: Not enough to keep out of this battle. You'll still end up dying, Ares.

Ares: Don't make me laugh, oh, wait, you already did! You stand no chance. Give up now, or die.

Pele: Never!

Ares: Fine, have it your way... Don't blame me, if you get hurt.

-Raijin and Shenlong-

Shenlong: Seems that one of the Radicals has died. Good riddance. Obviously, selfish intentions and lust for power ate away at Izanami right until the very end. The world will be better off without her malice.

Raijin: Yeah, yeah... Stop blabbering and concentrate on him.

Shenlong: How rude... Mortals, like yourself, should keep quiet in the presence of Gods.

Raijin: You're getting on my nerves now! I realise you are a God, but ignoring your opponent in battle is a seriously stupid thing to do. Please, concentrate.

Shenlong: (Eyes narrowed) Alright...

(Raijin had been attacking Ajisukitakahikone for a few minutes now and his Bankai was doing next to nothing to the God. He decided to use his Manifestation, before he got himself injured, or used too much spirit energy. He swiped his hand over his face and the energy pooled, turning yellow and grey, with blue sparks. It exploded in a massive bomb-like blast, engulfing Ajisukitakahikone and Shenlong. Shenlong returned to human form, dodging the blast and landing on safe ground, as he witnessed Raijin's transformation. He didn't look that much different, but lightning seemed drawn to him and even A-kone's lightning kept being attracted and then repelled back at him. Raijin grinned and the clouds grew even darker and lightning continued its assault on the battlefield. He began to construct a massive cage of lightning energy around A-kone, who deigned to escape, but it was too late! Raijin closed the last of the bonds and then shot a single blast of volatile energy at the cage, which automatically went up like a nuclear bomb. The blast was so great, that Raijin and Shenlong were blown away by the aftermath. Shenlong turned to dragon form again and caught Raijin with his massive, scaled hide and they landed on the ground.)

Shenlong: That was quite a blast. You're much stronger than the other pseudo-shinigami, aren't you?

Raijin: Others?

Shenlong: You mean to say you didn't know?

Raijin: No. What are you talking about? (Raijin was genuinely surprised)

Shenlong: There are others like you. They are more like your friend, than you, though.

Raijin: You mean Gaishima? Nah, he's much stronger than me... He's over a thousand years old.

Shenlong: Hmmm, that's young, compared to a God, but old for a Shinigami... Oh well, it seems that you might have actually done some damage to Him.

Raijin: I doubt it. It won't be that easy to get rid of him. I know him well, we were counter-parts, after all.

Shenlong: Just wait and see. Patience, young Shinigami.

(The skies stayed dark and then began to grow darker all of a sudden. Raijin frowned, this was not good; it looked as though he was right and A-kone was still very much alive. The Thunder God raised his head, it had become wolf-like and he was now on all fours, with thunder crackling from his open jaw and jutting canines.)

Ajisukitakahikone: This isn't over!!!

-To Be Continued-

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@Gaia. Oh, sorry to hear that, dude. Well, we are almost finished the Arc, so I'm thinking that you could write a post about the Schola and have them preparing to attack the Soul Society. The next round of posting should hopefully finish the God's Realm and then I can continue what me and Exorcist started a while back. XD

okie doke ill get started on the post sometime 2moro nd thx.

[The Dietomachy Begins!]

Odin narrowed his single eye as several tiny lights spread from the smoke, surrounding him entirely. One of them gently touched his forearm and he winced as he retracted his arm quickly, feeling a severe burning sensation. He glanced down at the hole that had begun to burn in his arm and grimaced.

“Viracocha. It has many eons, and you meet me again as my enemy?”

The brooding figure of Viracocha towered over Toku, an ancient looking rod raised before him as he muttered an ancient language under his breath. As he stopped his chanting, the glow of the runes faded, leaving them as normal black marks once more.

“Odin. You sacrificed one of your all-seeing eyes in order to gain all the knowledge in the world. With that amount of wisdom, why do you insist on this insanity? Deny this madness and refute thy purpose, and all of this can be stopped. If not…” Viracocha took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “I’m afraid we won’t be able to avoid confronting one another.”

“It is my wish to put an end to all this, Viracocha.” Odin said firmly as he aimed his staff toward Viracocha. “There is no need for shinigami who hold the power of the gods, nor is there a need for goods who would protect them.”

“Odin…”

“You’ve failed to evolve as of late. You may have created civilization, but it had grown beyond what even you have intended, hasn’t it? Just like this suspended stars. Static…motionless…Stars that don’t twinkle may as well not be moving at all.”

As Odin said this, he easily stepped forward, stepping around the suspended lights as if they weren’t a threat to him. He kept his eyes on the frowning Viracocha all the while.

“Why not detonate them? Cause the stars to go supernova and even I might be harmed at this range. Do it, my old friend. Put an end to this quick and easy.”

Viracocha did no such thing. He merely continued to stare at Odin as the old man approached, coming face to face with him. The two remained silent for a long minute, eyeing one another.

“You’re afraid.” Odin said bluntly. “These shinigami—you are afraid that they will be caught in the blast.”

“It is not fear.” Viracocha replied grimly. “I do not wish to end lives meaninglessly, Odin.”

“Not even mine?”

Odin hopped back as a salvo of arrows fired toward him, narrowly missing. Viracocha let his breath out with a sigh as he turned his attention to Toku, who had his crossbow raised.

“Thank you, Loki.” He murmured gratefully.

“No prob.” Toku replied, ignoring how he was referred to. “You’re here to help us, right? We’ll team up and pummel this guy!”

“We only need to incapacitate him.” Viracocha disagreed firmly, though he eyed Odin doubtfully. “If that is possible.”

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Anubis frowned as he stared at the sky above them. It was strangely clear, considering the gravity of the events taking place. He could only guess that the storm gods were monopolizing all of the rain clouds, giving them such cruel and beautiful weather. Anubis gripped his scepter tightly, threatening to shatter it by accident. What on earth was keeping the woman?

“I truly do not wish to fight you, Anubis.”

Anubis glared at the woman who descended gracefully from the sky, her arms spread out like wings, thanks to her feathers. She regarded him with fathomless eyes that ached with worry and pain. Such a weak person for one so strong…it churned the pits of bitter hatred deep within the god of funerals.

“It is not a matter of what you wish, but what must be.” Anubis spat angrily. “You’ve insulted our kind far too many times, Ma’at. It is time you either learn to step up and seize your strength and use it for what is right, or lose your right to that strength entirely.”

“Just because one has strength does not mean they should use it.”

“If one with strength decides not to act, and leave it to the weak, nothing will be accomplished. Use strength where strength is needed: that is responsibility.”

“That is abuse.” Ma’at shook her head. “There is no truth in that. There is no truth in grudges or vengeance. Peace and balance is attained only where those do wrong to none, and those who are wronged do not do wrongs to right themselves.”

“That ideal world does not exist.”

“Perhaps. But your world is one of chaos and mayhem. If my cannot exist, yours should not.”

Anubis gripped his scepter tightly before relaxing his grip slightly, sighing. Then he suddenly whipped out with a snap of movement.

“Kuromira!”

“Ha-di.”

The hieroglyphs burned in the air and exploded as the bandages approached. The bandages shattered to pieces as a shockwave traveled straight toward Anubis, who quickly raised his scepter up to defend. The force of the attack forced him to lose a few inches in ground, his heels digging into the earth.

“Saisho Kaso!”

“Hi-nehm!”

The ground beneath Ma’at cracked as the geyser of fire prepared to shoot up at her, but the ground immediately resealed itself as Ma’at retreated, and the ground exploded from the pressure of the backed up fire, sending the flames everywhere. Anubis shot forward immediately and swung his scepter out like a bludgeon, aiming to strike Ma’at across the head. She blocked it with her feathered arms and retreated back several more steps.

“Anubis…what will you do even if you manage to defeat me?” Ma’at asked earnestly as they traded blows up close, swiping at one another fiercely. “Will you gain solace simply in my demise?”

“As a god who presides over the dead, what would you expect me to feel?” Anubis growled.

“Despair. Deep, unending despair.”

“I will not despair your death.” Anubis said firmly. “I have never despaired for the death of one who deserved to die.”

Ma’at’s eyes narrowed as a strange sensation shot through Anubis’ chest and he stumbled as the sensation erupted into pure, unrealistic pain that nearly threw the god to the ground. He heard a strange howl in the back of his head just before the pain subsided instantly, leaving him bent over and breathing heavily.

“That…” Anubis muttered angrily. “That was Ammit…wasn’t it?”

“She is near.” Ma’at agreed. “No doubt here to reap the souls of the gods who lose their purity in these fights. I’d imagine that you will be among the first.”

“I will not lose to you!” Anubis roared furiously as he shot up suddenly, swinging his scepter out. Flames spewed from it and Ma’at raised her hands to defend against them. “If I cannot utter lies, then so be it! I hate Osirus! I hate Ra! I hate Horus and all the fools who fool that little tyrant’s lead! But most of all, I hate you, Ma’at! Powerful, but afraid! A god that does not wish to rule the pitiful! I do not care if your principles keep this world from being devoured by Ifrit! If you cannot live up to your image, this world has no need for a weakling like yourself!”

Ma’at grimaced as she slashed at the attacking bandages with her feathers. “The strong are not those who can prove it, Anubis. The strong are those who do not need to prove it.”

“More listless ‘truths’! I will burn your corpse to ashes before burying you three-hundred feet under, goddess of truth!”

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Ajisukitakahikone snarled at the two below angrily. “For a mere soul of a mortal to be fighting alongside a god…even you cannot tell me you can tolerate that, Shénlóng! Someone as proud as you should know what a meaningless worm that guy is!”

“‘Meaningless worm’?!” Raijin gasped in anger. “You bastard! I’ll kill you for that one!”

Raijin started forward but was stopped by Shénlóng as the god gripped one claw on Raijin’s collar, keeping him from moving forward. Shénlóng stared up at Ajisukitakahikone calmly.

“I must agree with the boy, to an extent.” Shénlóng replied. “I do not believe that he is less, because he is not a god. I believe he is less because he lacks manners, etiquette, grace, knowledge, wisdom, intelligence of any kind, or even family. In other words, he is still immature—a neophyte. But if we who have all these things do not teach the young, how will they ever learn? Certainly not by having us attack them after accusing them of theft and blasphemy.”

“It’s not just an accusation! You’ve seen for yourself how dangerous they can be! They will become a danger to everyone, radical or not!”

“True enough…but I’m afraid that that problem must be solved at a later date. Picking the weeds before they even begin to grow is no simple feat. There is nothing right in doing away with these innocent children.”

“Shénlóng, you’re sympathizing with the wrong side. We will do away with all who try to stop us.”

“Perhaps…if either side of us were alone.” Shénlóng sighed. “I hate to admit it, but Athena was right since the beginning. She predicted that the pseudo-shinigami would become invaluable assets. With the power he displayed just now, I cannot imagine one can lose when paired with a god. In other words—you’re both out-numbered and outmatched.”

“If my brother were not dead…”

“Still on about that, are you?”

“YOU WILL PAY!” Ajisukitakahikone roared fiercely as lighting rained. Shénlóng spiraled into the air and smashed into the lighting, which coursed over his scales harmlessly. The drum on his belly beat and a single sound wave echoed through the air, shaking the earth beneath them. Ajisukitakahikone blinked in surprise as his hearing vanished for a long second. He couldn’t hear the rain as it began to pour around them, nor hear Raijin, even though the boy was right before him, swinging his sword out fiercely as he yelled.

“Haaaahhhhh!!!!” Raijin slammed his sword down fiercely and lighting cracked in a massive explosion that shredded the ground. The injured Ajisukitakahikone reached an arm out and slashed at Raijin fiercely, throwing the boy back several yards. Ajisukitakahikone shot out of the lightning, roaring at the top of his lungs as he lunged at Raijin, intending to rip out his throat. But before Ajisukitakahikone could land on Raijin, Shénlóng appeared between them with a loud crack of thunder in human form, poised in a martial arts stance, his long mustache flowing through the stormy wind as he leaned forward. He slammed his shoulder against Ajisukitakahikone’s chest, stopping the god’s forward motion, then jabbed upward with two fingers, lighting coursing around them. The jab pierced Ajisukitakahikone’s shoulder and blood splattered as Ajisukitakahikone kicked out and Shénlóng raised his arms up immediately to block the attack, skidding back only a few inches before back flipping out of the way as Ajisukitakahikone lashed out angrily.

“On your feet, Raijin!” Shénlóng ordered briskly as he stuck his thin arms into the folds of his long sleeves, crouching slightly. “We’ll have to pressure him until he burns out on energy!”

“But what if we burn out first?” Raijin asked as he pushed himself up again, holding his sword in both of his hands tightly. Shénlóng snorted.

“Pointless question. We’re beings of lightning and storms! Moving chaotic energy is our very existence! Now, follow quickly!”

Lightning coursed over Shénlóng’s body as he hopped into the air from his crouching position, spinning quickly in midair as he kicked downward toward Ajisukitakahikone, a fierce lightning bolt dropping down from the sky along with the movement. Raijin charged in from Ajisukitakahikone’s flank, lighting crackling around him as he intended to slash from the side, pressuring the god from two sides. Ajisukitakahikone roared as he poured lightning into his huge reiatsu as he prepared to counter them both, struggling to look both ways at the same time.

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Isaac sighed as he watched Themis and Makoto fight Cronos. His expression was slightly grim, though mostly expressionless.

“Themis…”

“You don’t need to say anything.” Themis said, though she seemed sort of strained. “You can’t fight Cronos head on with that body again yet, can you? Wait until you’ve fully recovered before getting involved. We’ll last until then.”

Cronos snarled as he slashed his sickle through the air and knocked Makoto onto his back. Makoto was up again almost immediately, anger giving him the energy to attack without resting. If Themis wasn’t by his side, or vice-versa, either one would probably be dead by now. Themis knew that they were running out of time, but as it was, only Athena stood a proper chance.

Isaac shut his eyes as he sat on the ground with his legs cross, his large axe lying in his lap. His splitting headache from earlier had yet to subside, preventing him from using his manifestation properly. Athena’s wisdom told him to trust in Themis’ judgment and focus on dealing with the headache so they could fight at full strength. But Athena’s wisdom (as well as Isaac’s paranoia) also said that they might not make it in time. With Viracocha focusing on the overpowering Odin, along with the pseudo-shinigami ‘Toku’, they only had one real hope. It wasn’t a concrete or reliable hope, however.

“Please be safe, Themis.” Isaac murmured under his breath as he entered a meditative state, releasing the strain on his mind. In order to defeat Cronos…such a risk would be necessary.

Just a reminder, I will be joining back for the revenge arc, i'm just writing out a NEW profile for Kenshi, i'm going to reset his powers, just havin trouble coming up with the actual details xD

cant wait to see his new abilities lol.

Aion: ANNOUNCEMENT!!!! ahem Scola post will be up tonight.

Gaia: *sweatdrops* I already told them that.

Aion: I know that but I'm telling u.

Gaia: Bu--

Aion: *glares*

Gaia: Fine. I will post tonight.

Aion: And u will give me new powers as well.

Gaia: And i'II- wait WHAT!?

Aion: Well bye.

Gaia: Wait what powers can i possibly.

Bp: Poor pathetic Gaia ruled by his own creation.

Raijin: Go get me some Sake.

Bp: *Smiles* Yessir...... wait Dammit!

@Exorcist awesome post.

I think Makoto should die next post. *Evil grin*

BP: "Why so eager to kill him?"

Wantadog: "He is no longer needed. He shall be eliminated."

Everyone: O_O

Whiteflame: "um....well.....maybe if I can fit it in."

Wantadog: "Don't worry about it. I know a guy."

Whiteflame: O_O

BP: "I think the skits broke Wantadog...."

Wantadog: *Twitch*

Exorcist: "I'm just gonna walk away slowly...."

Whiteflame: ..."Dietomachy"?

Exorcist: It's a transliteration of 'deity' and the same ending for the 'Gigantomachy' and 'Titanomachy' in Greek literature-

Whiteflame: I know what it is. Technically, though, 'deity' itself isn't Greek.

Exorcist: It was a lasy minute sort of thing and I was too lazy to check accuracy.

Wantadog: In other words, you made it up?

Exorcist: Squirrel!

Wantadog: Where?! *runs off*

Exorcist: That oughtta learn 'im....

[Completely Incomparable! The God-Level Warfare Rages on!]

Ma'at merely shook her head as Anubis angrily snarled at her. How far had he fallen, she wondered. How corrupted had his soul become?

Ma'at: Anubis... If your goal would aim for such chaos, such destruction, then I shall fight you. I shall fight you with all of my strength and resolve. I shall defeat you.

[PLAY MUSIC]

In seconds, Ma'at was face-to-face with Anubis. Placing one foot toe to toe with her opponent, she swung at his face with her razor-sharp feathers. Anubis quickly took a single step backwards, then, with uncanny speed, shot his free hand upwards to catch Ma'at's wrist. Almost immediately, her energy began to drain. She planted her left foot into the Death God's gut, forcing him backwards. But no sooner had their previous burst ended than Anubis leaped forth, both hands on the end of his scepter as he swung it recklessly, the force of the blow causing him to flip once in the air. Ma'at fluidly moved around the lethal strike, attempting to rend the side of his chest with her feathered arm.

Anubis: Don't get cocky, Ma'at!

The ground heated only a small amount, allowing Ma'at just enough time to leap backwards as a massive pillar of flames fired upwards, wrapping Anubis within its deadly embrace. As soon as Ma'at landed, however, a second pillar erupted directly under her, propelling her high into the air. Her feathers slightly singed, she backflipped to recover her balance as she began a freefall.

The pillar of flames which enclosed Anubis died, revealing the unscathed God. As Ma'at fell, Anubis took aim at her with his staff. It glowed dark red for only a split second before unleashing a cannon of fire at the Goddess of Truth. Ma'at swung her arm sharply across the air in front of her, letting loose a single feather which spun towards Anubis' attack at God speed. Upon impacting with the blast of heat, the feather cleaved the beam in two, each half zooming past Ma'at on the left and right, but not even skimming her. Still, her feather sped towards Anubis.

The fires finally ceased, giving Anubis purchase to see the feather spinning towards his midriff. He leaned backwards, only just evading the deadly projectile. As it passed him by, he sprinted forward and launched himself into the air, his staff colliding with Ma'at's feathers. The two began a deadly duel in their freefall with skills that would far surpass any mortal.

-Elsewhere-

Ares laughed heavily, hysterically, as his blade fell against the two Pseudo-Shinigami's. He leaped into the air, javelin-tossing his sword at Isamu, who flashed backwards to avoid the weapon as it burrowed itself into the ground and left a small crater where it landed. The God wasted no time pulling himself downwards with tremendous speed, kicking up dust as he landed. He then dashed out of the dust, this time aiming his attacks at Renee. The Shinigami desperately evaded most of the attacks from Ares' absolutely massive sword, but was still clipped heavily on the side, allowing an amount of blood to paint the ground before turning about and swatting at Isamu as he closed in. Isamu backed off, as did Renee.

Ares: HAHAHA! This is good... THIS IS GREAT!

-End-

Heh, finally caught up on reading these posts, great work guys. I'll work up a post sometime over the next couple of days, though I'm generally pretty busy. Also, my focus for posts has been on the new One Piece RP that BP made, and I'm working up an especially epic fight at the moment. I'll be flying on Tuesday night, though, so I'll have plenty of time to write then if I don't get through it beforehand. If it ends up getting to Tuesday before I post, skip me and I'll post out of turn.

New One Piece RP?! Why have I not been informed of this?! Must...create...CP9 character!!! D:<

O_O Hey, get in on it bud, have some fun with us.

@Everyone. Awesome, guys, glad to see that things are going well.

@Exorcist. Hurry up and make a character for it, lol; this is why you should pay attention to the One Piece club. XDDDD

@Frost. So you and Gaia will be mobilising the Schola for their revenge, that was interrupted last time by the Espada. XD

So whose turn is it? *Le feels confused.*

It is Whiteflame's turn, but he said that he would post out of turn if he didn't write it by Tuesday, so I guess you can go, Wantadog. Then I'll go, unless Flame posts before me. XD. But, I'll pist after that, anyway.

Yeah, I apologize for the wait guys. I intended to write the post last night, but ended up with a bunch of writers block that steered me to write more for the OP RP. I'll do what I can to finish it tomorrow, but please, skip me at this point, I've taken way too long.

ok i have my post written down nd it will be up tonite.

@Whiteflame. Heh, it's fine, dude. Wantadog can write his whenever and I'll put mine up sometime after Wantadog. XD

@Gaia. Okay, sounds good, dude. Looking forward.

(Yay for the 1200th post. Lol. XDDDD)

I'm writing up my post to bring back Kenshi :3

Okay, sounds awesome, dude. XDDD. I'll read it when I get home later.

Oh and I'll add you and Gaia to the Posting Order later, as well. XD

Scola Rebirth

A castle blinked into existence over a small mountain range. The castle appeared crippled and worn with age, yet it gave off an inner brilliance; holding the gaze of those who look upon it. Before the castle stands two figures perched on the peak of the highest mountain. One appearing to be a man of at least 21 years, and the other a middle aged man with a knowledgeable look about him.

Aion: Why is it here of all places?

Mil: I suspect it to be Zed's doing. Taking advantage of the fact that our attention had been elsewhere when we were assisting the soul reapers.

Aion walks forward not even hesitating when he walks off the surface of the mountain, and onto an invisible platform. He stops a small distance from the castle gates.

Aion: This power is my mothers.

The Scola leader raises his hand towards the gate but is held back by a flowing curtain of light not appearing too different from an aurora borealis.

Aion: (lowering his hand.) However I cannot see why it won't let me pass.

Mil: The Solar Curtain. Our kingdoms greatest defence. I cannot tell you why your unable to pass, but I can sense an unbearable light within that even a Scola would have trouble with.

Aion: *sighs* It matters not at the moment our priority now is to get our revenge on the Shinigami. And this time nothing will interfere.

Mil: But what if Zed resurfaces?

Aion: You and I both know that he is still too weak to manifest. If it was possible he himself would have surfaced when the other gods had.

Mil: This has also been a concern of mine as of late. What did you plan to do about the manifested gods.

Aion: Nothing. The Scola clan has evolved past the jurisdiction of the gods. Therefore it is not a fight we need be concerned with. Anyways the gods seem to be on the same level as humans; seeing as how they are more preoccupied with fighting each other over petty squabbles instead of governing the world as is their job. (Aion flashes back onto the mountain.) Now we must begin our preperations to attack the seireitei.

Mil: And that? (Gesturing towards the castle)

Aion: We will leave it be for now. When the time comes the gates will open, and whatever terrible power that lies within shall be revealed.

Mil: And when that time comes?

Aion: I will tame the power, and use it to revive our great people.

END

{Kenshi's Return}

It was a dark never ending void. Kenshi floated there in suspended animation. Just drifting. Everything being void of the light he used to hold. The darkness had consumed him. He had no other to blame other than the god he had trusted and the Soul Reaper who had bested him. He floated there with nothing but his thoughts and the scar he now had from the burns inflicted upon him by the soul reaper

Kenshi thought to himself

Kenshi: So this is it... I float forever in my own darkness... I never get to see anyone again. Not Lord Aion. Not Mil or.... or master Val. Hell, even Rose would be enough. This sucks...... I'm bored. Anybody but Mistress Kanna. She's still a bitch.

???: Boy. You are pitiful.

A strange and far away voice pierced through the void sounding like screaming but at the same time like a small whisper.

Kenshi: I know that voice.... Zed!! How are you here?!?!

Zed: I am in many places runt. You thought you could defeat me so easily? You don't deserve to wear that crown.

Kenshi: I'm keeping it! Finally they respect me!! *thinking about all the times he was beaten and scolded about being a half-breed* With this they can't feel higher than I am! I'm as strong as Lord Aion now!!

Zed: You rely on the power too much, you let it consume you. I'm taking my power from you. It shall offer us both a large benefit. In exchange I'll grant you life once again.

Kenshi: You.. but.. I...

Zed: Or you can float here forever in an endless void.

Kenshi: Fine....*he tossed the crown into the abyss of the void*

Zed: Congrats. You're no longer a half breed.. Now you're not even part of their family. *fades away as a bright light appears enveloping Kenshi as he crosses through it waking up in a forest in the soul society.

Kenshi: I-...I'm alive. I'm alive!! *he jumped up and continued to shout and cheer*

lol nice post frost.

Aion: Yea way better than yours.

Gaia: wat?! y!?

Aion: He had humor nd u just made me seem boring.

Frost: It was pretty boring.

Gaia: *temple throb* fine next time ill put u in a flaming clown suit.

Aion: you wouldnt dare.

Gaia: *writing script with a devious expression*

Aion: *Swallows* Oh no watever shall i do. (sets script aflame.)

Gaia: *waves object* flash drive. Muahahaha!

Good nite.

Nice posts, guys. I am looking forward to the revival of the Schola and our eventual confliction, so to speak. Anyway, I have you onto the Posting Order, and I hope the positions on there are suitable for you - any problems, just let me know.

thx nd it seems cool cant wait to start posting