Keishi (007)

[The Pervy Sage]

Mukuro, Servant of Ferrus, The Order of Golden Amputation

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M u k u r o

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The only way such a man could be described is devious. Mukuro was one of the finest agents of Ferrus Manus as he thrived when it came to secretive tasks. With the drive to recruit assets to establish a greater connection in the world, he was dispatched to the land of fire. Most of which was controlled by a group of humans from a fallen kingdom. Mukuro had no love for those clinging onto their existence. He very much believed that you should take what you want. He was adept in the art of deception, gathering information and evading detection. This allowed him to blend in where needed to assess potential allies or assets for the Golden Order.

He found his way through the market place, pretending to be one seeking refuge and needing supplies before making his way to the inn. It was time to put his charm and certain traits to use. He made his way to the bar ordering his drink, resting on a stool taking in his surroundings. He was usually pretty good at judging people based on how they carried themselves. Most here were either peasants or drunks. He scoured further, slowly looking around, none of the patrons caught his attention. It seemed he'd have to search elsewhere, though it was getting late. He turned on his stool picking up his drink taking a sip, his eyes making contact with a unique individual. He was captivated instantly. The eyes of this person full of mystery, hidden truths, determination and drive. A smirk crossed his face.

One thing unique about Mukuro was his eyes, one red, one blue, though this wasn't a result of a doujutsu, just a birth defect. He picked up his drink and made his way over to the woman who he was captivated by.

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A d a

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She stood leaning against the bar wiping glasses, placing them on the shelf, looking around to see what kind of crowd had been attracted this evening. The usual drunkards occupying the same seats, night after night. Some peasants looking for a drink or food on their travels to escape war. A couple of known figures, but no trouble. She let out a sigh. She and her network sought information from various situations such as these. Alcohol loosening the tongues of weaker men, giving way to information that would usually be under lock and key. It was the ideal cover to adopt information. Her and her kin sought anything they could since the Cataclysm. The fall of the moon, the burnings of lands, the occupation of their *snap*... She looked down to the glass that broke in half in her hands as she polished it too hard. Throwing it in the bin she picked up the next to wipe, as she made eye contact with a new face.

The man before her stood around 6 feet tall, slim, longish purple hair and a smirk that she wouldn't mind removing from his face. Her eyes locked with his, something about this man was unique, those eyes. She couldn't look away, not from infatuation but from interest. He noticed her look and made his way over. She sighed, she had enough of drunk clowns trying their luck. She went to say she wasn't interested but it was his voice that came first.

"I'm afraid I'm sober, I'm not looking to ask you out and I have no interest in anything but the truth you have to offer." He said smoothly, his eyes still locked with hers. Who was he? She placed the glass on the shelf, picking the next but refused to speak. "I see." The man said. "Silence is honest as you can tell no lie. Though the chaos of the world speaks for itself, does it not?" He asked before finishing his drink. His words were educated, something about them intriguing. He turned to walk away.

"Order is formed from chaos, order can not exist without the chaos to demonstrate what order is." She said casually. She was a highly educated woman. "Truth is a perception, one man's truth is another man's lie. You can be honest, telling your truth and not see the lie that you have told. Truth is subjective." She spoke, knowing all too well the deviants of the world. The factions, the gods, the Arali, all of it was chaos.

"The truth is divinity is a plague on our world, like a cancer infecting every part of life. It creeps into the corners, sewing seeds of chaos that creates a divine order at the cost of the freedom of humanity." The man spoke, but he did not turn. His voice was soft this time, loud enough for only Ada to hear. "Fire reigned, homes burned, lives lost... chaos." With his last word his head turned enough to only show his right eye.

"Come with me." Ada said, walking towards the back room of the Inn.

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The two remained talking in the back room for some time. What was said was only privy to the two. A deal struck, though what kind could not be said. After hours of talking, Mukuro retired to his room for the night as Ada locked up her Inn before dispatching certain messages....

 

[Gutsy]

Spawning in as Giyu: https://animebase.me/threads/giyu-tomiyoka.792231/

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Story Elements: Overall B-rank
- Investigate the history of a landmark

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The raindrops propelled off the tiles of the rooftops in the city of Keishi, the streets of cobblestone riddled with puddles of rain. The city is a sprawling hub for commerce, and if one were to look through the streets this evening, they would see people with their colorful umbrellas ranging from yellows, greens, purples to reds and blues, scurrying through the streets to avoid the rain. Only one individual remained calm and relaxed as he gently walked through the streets, taking no notice of the puddles he stepped in, as he let the rain soak his long black hair. The rain had been falling since morning, turning the streets into narrow rivers that reflected the pale light of the lanterns hanging throughout the streets during the evening.

Giyu stepped over the wooden bridge, his sandals pressing into the waterlogged oak. Their scent of iron and smoke hung faintly in the air from the blacksmiths district. The report from the local guard had been simple: "The River is dying." Nothing more. There had been no sign of bandits, no missing patrols, just that the water had grown dark and gloomy, and still.

Giyu adjusted his Haori around his shoulders to protect him from the rain as he walked on down river, along the wooden houses and the shops selling merchandise from all over these lands. He could find the local cuisine in the form of deer and even fish, shrimp and octopus from the islands to the east. At the edge of the marketplace, he found another section of the river. It stretched through the city like a vein, wide and slow, its surface broken only by the reflection of the tall bell tower in the distance and the gentle rainfall. The water should have been clear, but now it ran dark, not from silt, but from something thicker. To Giyu it looked like a second stream of something alive flowed through the river. Now that Giyu looked around, not even a single boat was floating up or down stream, as if no one dared to touch the water.

Giyu walked to the bank, crouching down and dipped his fingers in. The chill cut through his skin, the water ice cold, even during the summer and having been heated up from the sun during the day. The murky water seemed to flow around his hand, almost as if it tried to grasp them, and just before taking his fingers out it almost felt as if it was trying to drag him into the river.

Giyu exhaled slowly. "This is not natural..." he murmured. "It's almost like it is feeding."

He rose to his feet and began following the current downstream, moving through the narrow streets of Keishi where the mist clung to the walls and the lantern lights shimmered through and illuminating every shop and home he passed. The rain had softened, to a drizzle once he turned a corner finding himself at a large stone bridge that had a single large building standing over it reading Kamiyo's Archive, the place looked old and worn, the sign hanging slightly ascew, however Giyu could feel the warmth coming from within. He decided to take a moment of rest and perhaps the local archivist would know something about what had been happening around these parts.

Giyu entered into the warmth, he got the faint scent of aged parchment, ink, incense and perfume. The place looked strikingly welcome for an archive, with many tables and candles across the floor. He was met by an elderly woman wearing a jūnihitoe, her hair tied up in a bun, her gently eyes looking at him.

"Welcome stranger, I'm Lady Kamiyo, how can I help you dear?" She said with a smile across her face.

Giyu however, the man whom is ever so skilled in social interactions, clearly did not read the room correctly as he looked at her with a stern face. "Lady Kamiyo, I'm Giyu. I'm looking for information about why the river has turned dark and everything within it is dying."

Lady Kamiyo looked at him with curious eyes as her smiled slowly faded away. "It's been like this for several months now, not a single boat comes and goes. People say that it's because someone has angered a local spirit... and some say that a demon has taken home in the river."

Giyu's interest sparked at the word demon, as he stepped forward. "Do you have any details or any books on demons or this kind of Phenomenon happening before?"

"Of course I do, give me a moment dear." Lady Kamiyo said as he wandered through the archive.

While Giyu waited for her to return, he felt the temperature of the place slightly drop, it felt as if someone had left the door open and he could smell a different scent within here, something he could not quite place. But before he could get up and investigate it, Lady Kamiyo returned with a single old book The Malazan Curse, its leather new and barely touched.

"Is this a new addition?" Giyu asked.

"No I have had it for many years, but no one has ever wanted to read it. Perhaps it will interest you." She said before walking off.

Giyu opened The Malazan Curse and read late into the night, the candlelight dimming as it slowly withered away, the shadows lengthening across the room. The book began with harmless folklore but soon descended into grim accounts of two anceient entitites, the first, a colossal demon fox whose fury once scorched the land, its power said to feed on human hatred until even the moon turned red. The second, a shapeless water demon known as the Wailing Current, a deceitful spirit that lured victims by mimicking loved ones' voices from riverbanks before pulling them into the depths. As the hours passed, the air grew colder, his breath faint in the dim light, and strange, metallic scent filled the room. Outside, something hummed softly beyond the walls, almost like a woman’s voice carried on the wind.

As he stood up to leave, there was no sign of Lady Kamiyo, so Giyu simply left the book where it was as he stepped out into the cold dark night and continued walking through the empty streets of Keishi.

After a while he was crossing an old wooden bridge, lanterns hanging on both railings, and that is when he heard it. A low hum beneath the bridge, as if something had disturbed the water and the wood creaking as if it was being bent out of shape. He stepped closer to the edge, looking over and down at the still river.

There was a pattern carved into the base of the wood, a seal, faint and warped, glowing a dull red. The same type of mark he had seen used by northern warlords long ago, a blood-binding seal to trap spirits or people.

Giyu's breath steadied. His fingers traced the air above the symbol, chakra flowing from his palms in faint waves. "Water Style: Hiding in Mist Technique" he whispered. The water vapor around him condensed, turning into a thin fog that flowed out across the river and the bridge, revealing a multitude of the same seal scattered across the bridge and the riverbank.

(Kirigakure no Jutsu) - Hiding in Mist Technique

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Type: Supplementary
Rank: D
Range: Short-Long
Chakra: 10
Damage: N/A
Description: This displacement technique creates a thick mist to spring forth by lifting up some water from either a pre-existing source or expelled from their mouth, then goes in and out of sight at will from within the pearly-white realm. The mist's thickness is controlled by the amount of chakra kneaded into it. It can't fool the Byakugan, but, due to the mist being created with the user's chakra, any Sharingan and Rinnegan-user will see the mist coloured by their opponent's chakra, which will effectively hide the user from the dōjutsu.

Note: Can be created through releasing from mouth or manipulating a nearby water source.

Something stirred below. The floor boards cracked, from between them, blackened water erupted upwards twisting and forming, as hands broke the wood and Giyu dropped below the bridge. His katana already drawn as he dropped, slicing the hands and arms reaching for him. As Giyu landed on the water, the glared through the mist as a shape took form in front of him.

It looked like a woman, stepping through the mist, the familiarity of her face, her hair put up and wearing the same robes. It was Lady Kamiyo in front of him. "So you are the one behind this?"

Lady Kamiyo smiled, "Oh dear, you don't understand I'm simply a conduit for his power... and I can't have someone like you snoop around."

Giyu moved into a simple stance, one hand on his blade as he glared at her. "Whose power... Malazan?"

"Oh no... the fox... don't you see whoever meets with him are granted power for submission!" She said, her arms reaching out, her nails growing sharp and long. "He shares is power with all of us, and he would be pleased if I removed you."

Giyu looked at her as he gripped his blade with both hands. "You are nothing but a demon to these people... you don't deserve to live."

"As If you could take me... I have the power of the demon fox with me... you are no-...."

Before Lady Kamiyo could finish her sentence Giyu had already moved, in a flash of water, steam and mist, the last thing Kamiyo heard was, "Water Breathing, Third Form: Flowing Dance." As Giyu flashed above her, his blade drilling down through her neck and shoulder before being forced through her spine and out, severing both spine and neck from her body, as it dropped into the water.

( Rakkasui ) - Falling Water

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Type: Offensive
Rank: C
Range: Short
Chakra cost: N/A
Damage points: 30
Description: The user will drop down upon the opponent from mid air pointing their sword downwards and drilling it down into the opponent.

When the sound of blood and gurgling dissipated and Giyu sheathed his blade, he knelt by the remnants of the seal. The lines were burned now, but the current beneath them still had the same stench, as it was slowly receding, almost as if retreating. He pressed his palm against the surface and he glared down stream, seeing the faint glow of seals faded in the distance.

The trail was faint and steady, moving south.

The water running past his boots shimmered faintly, drawn in the same direction. Whatever had been feeding here was not just Kamiyo and it was not bound to this place.

He left city of Keishi behind, stepping through the mist. The rain had stopped, leaving the world hushed. A single crow cawed from the far side of the river. Giyu followed the current until the city lights faded behind him, and the landscape opened intoo wet fields and pale and darkened trees coming into view in the distance.

The water was clearer hgere, but he could still see the faint fading glow of the seals fading in the distance.

He stood, his reflection rippling. “South,” he whispered. His voice barely carried in the wind.

Giyu adjusted the strap of his sword and began walking. The rain fell again, soft against his shoulders. Each step carried him further from the sound of the city and deeper into the silence of the south.

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- Leaving Landmark

 

[Bloo]

Storyboard Elements:

- Pack up one's belongings, prepare supplies and hit the road. (Custom - D-Rank)​

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Rukia, who had spent the last seven years just living a somewhat normal life in Keishi, began to develop a strong case of wanderlust. While Rukia does want to get out there and explore the world, her real main goal is to find a man who she lost contact with and who is now missing in action. But she doesn't even have a single clue where to start, so her best bet is to try and hit up as many gossip hotspots as possible, and thus, the first step to what could be a world tour is to prepare for the journey. First things first, Rukia will need to browse the marketplace one last time. After making a list of supplies that includes basic things like food and medicine Rukia heads to the marketplace.

The marketplace as per usual was packed and noisy. Stall owners shouting out their deals trying to entice would be customers; those same customers haggling with all their might just to save even a single ryo. All of this noise swirling and mixing into a massive buzzing that Rukia had come to love and would be one of the many things she would miss. While this is Rukias umpteenth time being here this time it felt some what different. Was it her giddiness of the journey to come? Or was it the nervousness of not knowing about what could happen once she leaves? Perhaps is was a little bit of both. With all the supplies bought Rukai heads back.

Some time later and Rukia is now standing at the entrance to the city. All of her supplies, as well as her important items, are sealed up for easier transport, along with being less of a target for roaming bandits. After taking one last look at the city she's called home, Rukia spins on her heels and heads into the great unknow. When all's said and done what will Rukia's story look like? Will it be of love and loss? Heart break and triumph? Perhaps wealth, fame, and power is what awaits. Piece by piece the story will unfold.

Leaving Landmark

 

[Skorm]

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As they entered the territorial border of Keishi, Alucard jumped down from the Otsutsuki golem and headed towards the city. Meanwhile, Lilith remained ontop of the golem.

I guess he's going for his walks again..

She was bored out of her mind and felt less involved than ever in her father's schemes. She decided to jump down as well and flew graciously above the tree-tops anticipating the warm breeze that surrounded her. However, she then heard a small noise coming out from the forest below and suddenly she saw a hooked arrow flying towards her from the ground. She was too slow to avoid it but she wasn't helpless either. She formed a basic shield around her made out form pure dark release matter that would melt the iron projectile heading her way.

(Meiton No Jutsu) - Dark Release Technique

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Rank: C
Type: Supplementary/Attack/Defence
Range: Short - Mid
Chakra Cost: 15 + 10 = 25
Damage Points: 30 + 20 + 20 = 70
Description: The user can make small dark release energy blasts, shields or any form he wishes to make through the usage of dark release. However, it's not a solid matter as its substance is almost like Wind Release.
Note: Can only be used five times per match
Note: Courtesy of Ryujin

She corkscrewed around in order ot try and catch a glimpse of the action taking place down there. Almost immediately she was caught by surprise as the perpitrator appeared behind her and hit her so hard that it fully knocked her out, mostly due to the effects of it being a critical hit. She could not forsee this attack at all and hit the ground so hard that she carved crater around her. Her body was lifeless and twitching.

( Gekiha NagareBoshi Zenshin ) - Crushing Meteor Drive

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Type: Offensive
Rank: S
Range: Short
Chakra cost: 40
Damage points: 80 x2 = 160
Description: By charging one leg with earth chakra the user is able deliver a devastatingly powerful kick, one that is almost comparable to kicks augmented by Chakra Enhanced Strength, to the target’s crotch. The strike can send even larger animals flying.

A masked figure approached her from the air, the very same that had knocked her out cold. He inspected the crater for a brief moment before digging out Lilith from it and put her body over his shoulder and headed out far into the woods. Meanwhile, Alucard could only read through his mental link to Lilith that there was no other end to the link, meaning something would've happened. Of course this was only if he had tapped into it - as oblivious as he was, he wasn't at this point but rather searching for a target by going to the local taverns and noticeboards. The night finally settled in and in the grace of his addiction, Alucard had wound up in a pub after having collected as many contracts as he could from the noticeboards, it was time he went through each of them whilst sipping on a big fat ale accompanied by some nice women he had rounded up to sit beside him for chit-chat and other pleasures. He quited enjoyed these moments, happening too rarely. While pleasures would have to be for later, he started to browse through the bounties from left to right. Many of which were monsters or just packs of wolves catering to the cattle in the nearby villages around the city itself. He sipped a few more clunks of beer before browsing on, and found a couple of them describing wanted people.

Thieves, rapists, chicken.. chasers? What the ****'s up with these peop.. ohhh what do we have here?

He placed the stack of posters aside while holding up one that had seemingly caught his interested. He read out the bounty aloud:

WANTED - DEAD OR ALIVE: Silent Sniper of the Woods​

Name: N/A​

Looks: Unconfirmed details - presumably masked. Average height - male​

Crimes: Murder count of atleast 10 individuals en route from the city​

Bounty: 10,000 Ryo​

Alucard raised an eyebrow, thinking this was not going to be much of a challenge. This kid was probably just a psychopath who cached in on cargo and or traders heading away from the city after filling up on goods. He placed the note in his pocket, thinking that the bounty money was not something that he was going to collect, nor was it something that benefited him either. Whilst feeling rather frisky, he tapped into his mental link with Lilith as he was going to ask her to join him in the tavern for the night. It was at this moment he knew, he fucked up. At the end of the line was a void, for his daughter had been abducted, and according to his chakra sensory, she was nowhere to be found. He turned his gaze towards his Otsutsuki Golem as his vision allowed him to expand his ability to trace her into the adjecent landmarks. Seeing his daughter being knocked out cold and carried on some unknown individual heading north from Keishi was..

..Ahwellshieeeeeet.

He abruply got up from the bench with the barmaids all being knocked back slightly by his seemingly rude behaviour. He then left the tavern and went for a chase, dying to catch up with the two and left the golem to run after him in it's own pace.

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