Hoarse Wisp Aura | DE

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There is a place where those of a certain kind gather to do their work. They are from all walks of life, but have in common a single defining trait above all others. They are warriors. They hear the call of battle and respond.

Beyond the tepid rice paddies and peasant farms extending across the landscape, what is known as a graveyard extends for several hundred meters. It is a far more barren landscape than what surrounds it. Lining its cracked surface everywhere, are the protrusions of swords. Atop bodies covered by the rock dust of time, blades of all design and size emerged, each marking the site of where someone who was not strong enough fell. Spread throughout this expanse, there are warriors testing their mettle against one another. They are barely touched by a warm noon fog, as they are assessed beneath a tiger-striped sky.

Shango's travel to the Land of Sound came finally to a field of weapons. Some seemed shiny, new. Others bore the signs of rust and age, or were so caked in blood so as to have become discolored in the spring heat. A few blazed with chakra or held incredible power. Some were brittle and cheap, nearly broken or bent or ugly. Shango was likewise embedded in the ground, though in the form of a scythe, blade down, its handle not protruding much further than many of the others. Though her senses were as attuned as they could be as a weapon, she did not yet detect anyone close enough to alert her fully.

She had carried with her Lillium's Folly, as was decreed, bandaged and sealed.   She also, as was also decreed, carried the divine Corpse Maiden.  She also also also carried her length of chain, though this was all only when taking her normal human form. For now she awaited her own Chosen One, wondering if she might get to perform multiple assessments in a single day with a bright smile. Within the nearly 500 meter field, Shango was entrenched somewhat close to its outer perimeter, less than 100 meters inward from the southern edge. There were a few other non-sword weapons buried in the ground, other "Tester" Class Protectors, but few carried an appearance comparable to Shango's own.

Coal

[Coal]

Kyuushu had decided to walk today, having pushed Souten a little too far a few days back, and deciding that his horse could certainly use a break. Plus it felt good to walk sometimes on one’s own legs, feel the ground beneath one’s heel, and all that other rhetoric for walking on the ground. Eyeing the sky, he could tell it was around dusk or so, everything those shades of orange, red, pink, and violet just before night; which wasn’t too far behind if the horizon could be any judge. As always when home, he wore his green tunic shirt with the gold trim, green cloth pants, black boots, and a green jacket with a golden song note in the center on the back; the symbol for Otogakure no Sato. Not to mention the headband upon his brow, displayed proudly for all to see, but mostly to keep the sweat from his eyes. Still, beasts did prowl; these lands, and his naginata was already in his hand and ready.

Cresting a hill toward a flatland, he found himself having to pass through a field of rusted blades, all of various shapes. This would be the quickest way home, but it certainly made him a little uneasy walking across a burial ground, as the dead were said to haunt such battlefield graveyards. The soldier in him would not allow him to show any fear however, plowing ahead headless of that gut feeling, eyes wary and questing on the lookout for spirits. They watched for the Aura of things, for even the undead were souls, and he could see all souls. His Y’la chortled at him and his wariness, the little bastard, always happy to see when he was unnerved. Damn near fifty [50] meters from the center, but he had not quite seen anything yet, and he was almost ready to settle down, but this place…it nagged at him.

“Listen up, spirits! Don’t go jumping out at me, cause I don’t want to hurt you!” He would call it out loud, his voice a deep baritone, black eyes darting back and forth as he ran his left hand through raven black hair. Standing at six feet and seven inches [6’7”], he was an imposing figure, but the Y’la was not afraid to tease him still. How annoying.

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Shango sat embedded in the ground. Her scythe handle inched up out of the ground a bit, tilting in the direction of a male voice speaking hysterically. She could feel a chakra presence nearby.

[Coal]

Something moved off to his left, tilting toward him, just out of the corner of his eye. Both onyx orbs shifted in their sockets toward that movement, his head following shortly after, until he found himself looking at a metallic shaft of some half-buried weapon. It had an aura though, unlike the rest of the weapons on this blood plain, which was definitely a lot more peculiar. Ever the curious one, Kyuushu could not resist it for long, making his way over to it, until he was standing before it and wondering what exactly it was. A weapon with a soul? A little wary of touching it, he could not sense any curses coming from it at all, so it wasn’t that at least. Still, he slapped it over with the flat of the naginata, curious what exactly it was going to do, assuming it could do anything at all. Turned out that it was a scythe of some kind, although one he had never seen before.

“Hmm…you alive?”

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At the touch of the Naginata, a brilliant column of golden light roared upwards from the scythe, and it spun rapidly out of the ground before taking on a white glow. A voice, chaotic and full of joy, rang up, directed at the newcomer. "I am...Tester. You are...Unknown Class. Unknown Type. Initiate Assessment Start." The glow altered itself into Shango's humanoid form and she peered up, barely three meters from the man upon landing in an even stance, feet splayed and eyes surveying the field of blades. She stared up at him, Corpse Maiden in hand, her face curiously scanning her opponent.

As her eyes met his, she cocked her head to the side sharply and spoke once more. "Assessment...Begin." She arched her body forward, balancing on massive black and gold gears whose revving kicked up dust from the dry land around them and uprooted a few of the weapons resting in the graveyard rock. Her left leg carried her rushed gait forward, her empty left hand following suit, aiming for the polearm the man carried, as her right hand tensed its grip around Corpse Maiden's handle. The air treks that were her lower legs punctuated the move with a slight drag of the right foot, which braced the girls weight as her left hand extended. It would be a simple closed fist strike to the fingers gripping the naginata's handle, as she observed the man's response. The man's chakra signature was becoming familiar to her.  

[Coal]

Kyuushu eyed column of golden light, raised an eyebrow the spinning scythe and then subsequent glow of white light that emanated from it, then watched it coalescing into a…female? Puppet? Just what was this thing?! Damnit. I knew better than to go around touching things, now some weird puppet spirit is looking at me. At least thing thing had a name, Tester, and so Kyuushu decided he would try and greet it. Maybe it was a friendly ghost bot? It was rather large and rather young in appearance, a whole foot taller than he was at that, which was certainly rare. “Hey there, Tester, I’m—whoa!” Just like that she was off like a rocket, kicking up old forgotten blades and dust, rushing toward him with a punch. Her left leg was under her to carry the weight, right leg back, right hand holding a black blade of some kind, while her left was punching. Feint or not? Hard to tell, but he could not allow it.

Kyuushu skips to his right, his opponent’s left side, noting that it is moving on wheels and probably has much better mobility than he does. Skidding to a stop, he takes three hasty steps back and then gets into his own stance, Naginata in the right-hand angled diagonal behind him, blade toward the ground. “Let’s get down to business,” he sings, the melody far reaching and powerful, a torrent of chaos and fate! Shango was well within listening range of his song, though one did not need to hear it to feel the effects, and any who were in range would be struck with an extreme dizziness and nausea to last for several seconds [2 posts]. Kyuushu quickly danced his hands through a few seals with his left, the free hand, and an aura of light exploded around him that would daze any who got too close. Then he would get too close.

A wide arc to his right to round behind this strange Ghost Bot, he would come in from behind and sweep the legs of the creature, hoping to knock it down completely prone. Nausea and dizziness of a supernatural kind should get the better of the creature, unless it was immune to such things, but there were no immunities of that nature that Kyuushu was aware of…by living creatures with organs anyway. Should the creature fall, he would point a finger at it with his left hand, as if it were a gun of some kind, glaring down at it. “Don’t move or I will destroy you. What are you and what do you want?”

Status effects!

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Nauseated
You experience stomach distress.
You are unable to attack, perform techniques, or do anything that requires attention.
You can only make a single movement per turn.

Extreme Dizziness - I would say just treat this as Drunk? It used to exist and doesn't anymore, so that would be the best replacer I can think of.

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The man's skip to his right would not go unnoticed, though his movement, and his own actions, did absolutely nothing to stop her from connecting with the man's grip on his Naginata. The slight drag of her right air-trek assured that she would be able to half-pivot accordingly, spitting more dust. As he had moved an unspecified distance to her right, the slightly more than three feet (half your height as a 'skip' step) would require only the smallest adjustment to her swing, which she performed in timing with his dodgy movements, to ensure that she still connected. As he had completely failed to mention doing anything other than his mundane movement to avoid the punch, and such movement would not be enough to evade the directed blow, her fist would connect with the fingers that held his naginata for maximum effect, before his skid to a halt would result in him taking three steps an unspecified distance away. Unfortunately, this unspecified distance would attempt to take the man out of Shango's threat range; the opportunity to attack in this instant while his defenses were compromised would result in a second smash the same hand before he completed his motion.

As his failed evasion and slide occurred, the beginning of the spin that caused her hit to connect had carried her body the rest of the way around, raising her right foot into a high pressure kick gathering a maelstrom of air and collected dust particles that she arced up, then downwards, compensating for their height difference. What was like a horizontal tornado was launched in a massive onslaught of wind, timed to connect with the space in front of Kyuushu as it was driven diagonally, churning the nearby dust-sand and grit into its wake just as he settled into his stance - no doubt after readjusting to re-grip the naginata after the strikes to his fingers.

This kick of enhanced air was in fact the feint, and the reason the tornado of pressure was not aimed to intercept Kyuushu directly, only the space in front of him. Her aim to force him to readjust his position seemed only to make him open his mouth more, though whatever he was going to say was lost completely as the violent pressure of her attack completely displaced the air between them, creating a vacuum through which sound simply could not propagate efficiently. She now noted to herself to constantly prevent this man from saying anything at all...he seemed to want to do nothing but talk, even while being assessed, so it likely had some bearing on his capacity for combat.

Shango of course, would not stand idle. Once the air was kicked forwards to cover the meager 6 meters now between them, though spreading to engulf a much larger 45 meter area as it drilled a deep hole ino the earth before the man, her body would undergo no visible change, though the sand and dirt also displaced by her attack could perhaps be seen moving through her body now, intangibility confirming her as some sort of ghost, her core shuddering with tension from the next predicted phase of the test, her eyes and senses focused on the area to the left of where the man stood, pre-flicker. She watched the man seemed to be...shouting something...towards her incorporeal body. Calling out to her? Begging for mercy? She couldn't tell. She hoped he would dismiss with the theatrics soon. The assessment could not be filled with a report of unheard words.

[Coal]

Both attacks toward the Naginata would utterly fail for one simple reason, body placement. For this Ghost Bot to strike at his hand, in the midst of the skip, she would have to reach across his body to do so, as the skip did not keep him facing her as it occurred. As such, given that she wasted her attack of opportunity, no damage would occur, and the Naginata would remain firmly in hand. However, that tornado was something of a bother, this Ghost Bot somehow predicting that he could use Sound jutsu without ever having met him and no way to even notice, and it had forced him to blink backwards fifteen meters. That same tornado would cover his retreat, using it in junction with his blink to keep himself from sight just long enough. The three steps taken backward were still with the Ghost Bot to his left side, thus moving him upward from her, not outwards, placing him at more of a right angle from before her as he skid and took up his stance.

The shout never occurred toward her, just as the strike at her legs had never occurred, as the tornado of wind interrupted that line of fate, instead forcing him to move back even further from this creation, back-peddling to thirty meters distance, his eyes locked on the true form of her; he could see her aura after all. It was time to reassess the situation. This creature seemed to want him dead, not unsurprising from a ghoul born in a war-torn blood field, so he was going to have to send it back to where it came from. Chakra pumped through the blade of his Naginata, vibrating with electricity and chakra, which could undoubtedly strike down a ghost without fail. However, that range was going to be a problem, so he would need to keep to the outside. Fortunately, his Dazing Aura had activated without fail, the bright light shining from his body a type of shield against the weak willed and those weaker than himself, who would be dazed should they enter its field. He did note that she was, in fact, in a ghost form, which only meant another damn incorporeal. They seemed to be everywhere these days, but she was human…at least some.

Invisibly his blade would grow, capable of easily striking anything within forty meters of him, putting this creature well within his range. Power would flood the blade itself, equally unseen until it was fit to burst, and burst it would with each strike, to devastating effect, imbuing his strikes with a single target type; humanoid. A wave of his hand would create another blade that floated over his shoulder and circled him once, a sword of milky white power and a simple nod was all that was needed for it to take off like a bolt! He would swing his own blade as well, but only milliseconds after the blade of force had begun its attack.

[The Blade (50 Round Duration)]

The blade would cover the distance without problem or hinderance, well within its own area of effect, a and the command to strike at this creature. Force was more than capable of striking the incorporeal. The first of eighteen attacks would start at the midriff of his opponent to splay out its guts or cleave it in half horizontally, either being fine. The second attack would be a follow-up cleave to where the creature would be next, spinning and coming down on the head of the robot. A third being the blade spinning like a top around the legs, between the thighs to hit the important arteries and sever those legs from the host. Fourth, fifth and sixth being jabs from underneath, above, and then behind respectively. Seventh, eighth, nineth, and tenth would be controlled slashes toward the extremities of the arms, aiming for the wrists and elbows of both right and left. A whirlwind sawblade would begin for the final eight attack, spinning wildly around Tester, attempting to cut any part of her while perfectly avoiding slashes made by Kyuushu the entire length of the onslaught.

[Kyuushu]

In tandem with his own Blade of Force, Kyuushu would sweep low at first, a full thirty meters away, but still more than capable of hitting his opponent at this distance, the strike aimed at the knees of the creature. A diagonally upward sweep would follow, cleaving a large swath of open air, making it very difficult to escape his blows, climbing from right knee to hip. A third would strike downward diagonally, cleaving another large swath of air like the other two, aimed to strike down this ghost at the neck down to the waist. The final attack would sweep back across horizontally, in the upper abdominal region, cleaving a huge swath of open air without resistance in the least. Any strike that connected would explode with white energy, the Bane of this creature’s existence, striking much harder than was seemingly possible.

Used: Tenebrous Reach (6 Rounds), Bane - Humanoid (23 Rounds), Greater Bane - Humanoid, Bane Burst (-2 Bane Rounds), Force Blade + 2 Ranks (50 Rounds [Enduring Force], [Force Specialization +1], [Force Mastery +1]), Blink (1/6 used), Dazing Aura active (5 minutes), Chakra Flow (Vibrating), Track Energy

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As Kyuushu had only stated that his skip had been to her left, and he had not in fact stated that he was not facing her to facilitate it, he could not do so retroactively now, regardless of the suggestion that he had turned his back to an opponent in order to avoid their strike. In conjunction with the fact that she had used her left hand to strike at his right hand, and did not need to 'reach' for anything extra, having clearly stated facilitating the strike with the spinning of her air trecks instead of the over-extension of her limbs, the man simply could not retroactively alter his previous, already confirmed actions in order to avoid the strikes.  Of course...taking the damage did not matter much to Shango either way.  

As Shango was incorporeal, and watching the man, it was quite easy to note that he had disappeared from sight suddenly, though she could not immediately trace his exact location through vision alone. He had used the devastation of her previous attack to attempt to conceal his movements away, though with her ability to Know Chakra, he could not actually hide from her in any meaningful manner for long. But he kept running away for some reason, which was strange, given how confidently he had been shouting and carrying on since their encounter. As she watched him prepare his many blades, even conjuring new ones out of what seemed like power itself, his chakra amplifying its energy in some unknown way, a strange sword then seemed ready to launch from his position, his own sword flashing out milliseconds after. Was he still seeking to hit her directly? Did he have some way to bypass her ghost-state?

Luckily, she had been preparing her soul for just such a response, and it was not difficult to avoid the ferocious speed of his strikes begin by simply moving underground, incorporeally, via her soul shunt's instant movement. She made sure to submerge only when it would be least likely for the trajectory of the blades to be changed to compensate, but before anything came close enough to actually be considered as a threat. He had seemed to be somewhat aware of her distinction even before their battle began, and so she had to assume that he would discover her position rather quickly. Still, she would wait until his strange attacks and bladed strikes met dead ends, rending areas she was no longer at, targeted strikes finding themselves without anywhere to be aimed, or impacting with great force above the ground she sat nestled immaterially within.

Would he attempt to target her through the earth itself?  Could he?  She waited and wondered, ten meters below and feeling out his chakra to retain the sense of his location. Through the dense earth she could not see him with her eyes, but she would have more than enough time to adjust her position in response to the possibility of his blade descending further to break apart the additional 30 feet of ground between them in order to strike her. If it seemed he were ready to stop this long distance childs play and actually meet her blade to blade like a warrior, she would rise from the ground in a flash, becoming tangible once more to bait him into another attack, and begin walking slowly towards him ,Corpse Maiden in hand, in an attempt to break the distance between them down to 30 meters, with him directly in front of her, as she did so. Her soul shuddered once more in preparation for the next volley, as too did her chakra gather, swirling into phantom limbs with precision and purpose, two unseen flesh nodules rippling across the breadth of her back, preparing. In her mind, the Seihasei programming was already feeding her statistical information about the target. Lancer, confirmed, Assassin, confirmed.... "Assessment....continue."


Used: Soul Shunt, Tech Prep, Tech Prep

[Coal]

11 Sep 18, 13:03
Usiel: and I don't think it's fair to allow people to shunt through walls while incorporeal.

No doubt there might be some actual confusion for this Ghost Bot, as it failed to pass into the very earth beneath it, instead standing still and taking its lumps like a humanoid. Evasion was a failure and blows rained down upon Shango, twenty-two in all, bypassing hardness and damage reduction alike to strike at the very heart of the creature behind the walls. Brilliant white light would explode from each strike of Kyuushu’s blade with devastating effect, while the Force Blade ate away at the life force of the enemy, the state of incorporeal being proving meaningless. In the midst of such an attack, surely this bot would be felled, although most like not dead, as life in this world was surprisingly hard to end. A condemnation was placed upon his extended blade as he brought it down in a mighty cleave, although only using the flat of the blade, and it would paralyze his foe for capture [Paralysis]. Whatever this technology was, it would be important to get it back to Otogakure no Sato for analysis. He would make his way over warily, watching for any signs of trouble.

“Just what the hell are you?” The tip of the blade would be against the Ghost Bot’s skull, ready to murder it if it made so much as an unnatural cough, because he was not quite sure he could keep it contained for long. “Start talking and don’t get any funny ideas.” The force blade hovered close and his own blade hummed with plenty of power to spare.

Used: Condemnation Strike, Condemnation of Imprisonment

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Her attempt at Soul Shunt had failed, her already incorporeal body somehow still preventing her from entering the ground, and instead of bursting through it, the shunt was canceled as she touched the ground. However, as she had initiated the maneuver before anything came close enough to actually be considered as a threat, and soul-shunt was instantaneous, she had time to be dubious before reacting. Now physical once more, her feet carried her in a westward arc with a timed burst of chakra, accentuated by licking fire from her Air Trecks and heavy dust debris, just as her opponent seemed to automatically assume he would hit her, and his blades of force rained down steadily atop the empty areas where she had just been.

Since it seemed like he somehow knew about her inability to phase through the ground before she did, he had concentrated the bulk of his attack on hitting her in the same location, and most likely assumed that if she sunk into the ground his blades would pursue her through it. This became inconsequential as the first of her afterburner accentuated shunshin arc carried her ten meters closer to him, and a soul-shunt carried her once, twice aloft, 20 meters skyward, airborne on nothing but seemingly the power of her soul, eyes and senses targeting Kyuushu's movements.

By the time gravity caught her to begin a descent, perhaps he would be done threatening the ground, which he did to the exclusion of all else for the entirety of his turn, of his own choosing. Nubs of flesh bubbling had continued their unseen growth across her back, her chakra finding the correct shape as she fell, Corpse Maiden in her right hand, falling at an angle that would cut the distance between them down rather quickly as she plummeted, spinning in a slow horizontal wave of building air, her hands roughly pulling in, grip loosening...


Used: Shunshin Arc,Air Trek Flash Step Understanding, Air Treck Afterburner, Soul Shunt, Tech Prep

[👺 Usiel]

Sept 11, 2018 12:23:58 GMT -7 Coal said:

11 Sep 18, 13:03
Usiel: and I don't think it's fair to allow people to shunt through walls while incorporeal.

I did say this, but this is not an official ruling in any capacity. This however may be implemented as a site change in a future update. Please do not use my words in the cbox to auto hit. This is low, and wrong. Please change the posts accordingly.

[Coal]

Kyuushu’s eyes gazed up a at the Ghost Bot, halting his attacks the moment it left the area, instead of decimating a field with nothing in it. It was a simple matter to track the energy of the Ghost Bot, allowing it to stop moving some twenty meters up and ten meters forward to his position, putting it at twenty meters distance and twenty meters height, attempting to let gravity carry it, but that was a bad idea. In only a single moment his body was ripped in twain, a clone of him wearing all black with red trim in an exact matching outfit appeared beside him, sporting all of the same power that Kyuushu did himself. He has split his own soul and nodded at himself, Green Kyuushu and Black Kyuushu. It was time to begin.

[Green Kyuushu]

Kyuushu would mentally order the blade upward toward the target once again, the Force Weapon spinning like a buzz saw toward its target at alarming speed, back in attacking form, this would be the distraction. The Y’la took to the sky as well, demonic bat wings unfurling from behind it, beating furiously toward its prey, and in that very sky it would curse its foe; it would follow whever the robot went as well if it did not stay put much like the blade. This bot would find it difficult, to say the least, to perform even the simplest of tasks each time it would begin action [beginning of round]. His power over curses was one to be rivaled and the bot would find it very difficult indeed to resist him, especially as she would have to resist him twice.

Simultaneously, he would track the bot with his eyes and then snap his index and thumb of his left hand, another blade of force springing to life. Go. Another blade shot forth toward the target to begin the onslaught that was soon to follow, Kyuushu’s eyes hard as he watched the energy, allowing the blade to track any movements using any type of energy (soul, Chakra, pure) that the bot might use to escape again. It was time to begin his own attacks as well, his naginata dancing once again to the rhythm of battle, one that he knew all too well. Each strike was wide and fast, to cover as much sky and ground as possible, broad sweeps that would allow very few locations to dodge and be safe, as the bot was not teleporting.

The first two set was an X, starting from the left shoulder and moving down toward the inner thigh, but coming from high to low to cover the maximum distance, then from left thigh to right shoulder; cutting a swath of the earth as well. A cross would follow up, cleaving downward in a massive arc that was not resisted by the air, then a wide horizontal. Two jabs would follow, one to the crotch and then another toward the chest. A final two would sweep horizontally through the air, one to the collar bone and the other through the belly button. The rest was up to Black Kyuushu and the blades of force as Green Kyuushu waited and watched.

[Black Kyuushu]

Kyuushu watched as the second blade went forward, the first tethered to himself, and grinned as the onslaught had begun. Moving away from Green Kyuushu some ten meters to the left [Tester’s right], he would begin to sing a quick single note. “Hyah!” The sound would coalesce before him and then be off, another Kyuushu that was wearing black and red as well moving in toward Tester, waiting for her to land upon the earth, but that was not all it would do; that is to come. His naginata would begin dancing as well, only a split second after a perfect opposite mirror of Green Kyuushu. Where his counterpart would cross, he would plus. Where there was a plus, he would cross. If it was horizontal, he would strike vertically. Just where was this little morsel going to go, this Ghost Bot, who could leap so high into the sky? The spotlight was on him and the guns were firing, so to speak, and he was definitely in a no fly zone. He too would track the energy of his opponent, the distance and his own skill a mirror of Green Kyuushu, and it was a simple matter. Where the Bot moved, his various blades would move too, must the same as his counterpart.

[Two Force Blades]

Both blades spun toward their target light buzz saws, striking from all angles, unhindered by the air or any type of resistance nature could offer. This was pure chakra and the blades would mirror each other but at opposites. The first blade would strike at a cleave from the head from above, while the second would strike at the belly in a horizontal from the front headed toward the back, both strikes quick and concise for the first strike. The second, third, fourth, and fifth would strike from diagonals and crosses, the first blade doing a cross while the second did a plus, then they would swap, both traveling the length of the body. Sixth, seventh, eighth, and ninth would be horizontals and verticals, the first and second blade striking the same, but from different directions. The strike would rise vertically from one at the right leg to the shoulder, the second descending vertically from the left shoulder to the left leg, then crossing horizontally from collarbone and belly button, one from the right and the other coming from the left, heedless of whether arms were in the way or not. Then they would reverse the pattern starting at the horizontals and then to the verticals opposite of where they first began.

Finally, the blades would begin to orbit their prey, spinning once again like dreidels of death, crossing and cleaving and rising from all directions. These blades would stay close now, dragging themselves across the front and back, shoulders and thighs, cutting across the legs and arms, as well as the throat and abdomen [rounding the body is two movements]; it resembled the diagram of an atom. These blades worked off the tracking as well, hounding their target wherever they might move, should they move with energy, using a movement and losing an attack to do so.

[Shadowless Kyuushu]

Positioning himself directly beneath the Bot, this shadowless Kyuushu would inhale deeply, then let loose a powerful shriek. It was a powerful blast designed to punch through defenses, barriers, and vibrate the internal organs of the foe. Then finally he would track his opponent like a cat tracks a mouse, hunting her wherever she might go, until she would return to the earth. Vocal Cords shot, this Shadowless Kyuushu would instead strike with his blade as well as he harrowed him, stabbing upward at his foe over and over, his blade sporting the same power as the other two Kyuushu.

[All]

All Kyuushu glowed with a vibrant white light that would daze any that got too close.

Used: Soul Split

Kyuushu, Green: Tenebrous Reach (5 Rounds), Bane - Humanoid (22 Rounds), Greater Bane - Humanoid, Bane Burst (-2 Bane Rounds), Force Blade + 2 Ranks (50 Rounds [Enduring Force], [Force Specialization +1], [Force Mastery +1]), Blink (1/6 used), Dazing Aura active (4 minutes 48 seconds), Chakra Flow (Vibrating), Track Energy, Apt Curse [DC: 10 + 10 (S Rank) + 6 (Impeccable Will) + 2 [Focused Maledictions] + Persistent Jutsu (Must save again if successful)].

Kyuushu, Black: Tenebrous Reach (5 Rounds), Bane - Humanoid (22 Rounds), Greater Bane - Humanoid, Bane Burst (-2 Bane Rounds), Force Blade + 2 Ranks (48 Rounds [Enduring Force], [Force Specialization +1], [Force Mastery +1]), Blink (1/6 used), Dazing Aura active (4 minutes 48 seconds), Chakra Flow (Vibrating), Track Energy

Kyuushu, Shadowless: Himei

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The moments Kyuushu spent both splitting his soul and nodding to his counterpart as it appeared, a pair of golden black demonic wings burst from Shango's back, at an angle that dipped her body to curve back higher, taking in the updraft to swerve, Corpse Maiden released from her grip as if an afterthought, floating at the apex of her motion, her arms then crashing forwards the instant after in an unraveling push that wound them out and whirled the air into a massive dragon's head of wind, coiling with her spun momentum, widening its maw as it would be pushed directly beneath her, towards the location where the Soul Split's spread away from. The roaring wind swept up past her, shooting Corpse Maiden up higher into the air by several meters. As the attack fully exited her pushing movement and raised her up more through air alone, her soul would then shunt upwards instantly, re-positioning herself seven meters up and to the east of her former location, to catch her massive Air-Treck wheels on the surface of Corpse Maiden's hilt as it flew, whirring to rev-off of them and change their flight path. It would drag the blade up the front gears just as her motion swept her left and right legs off of the hilt, whipping each leg out in a splitting kick, her wings twirling her body counter-clockwise to catch Corpse Maiden once more in her right hand as it was buffeted through the air, chakra surging into both hands as Lillium's Folly was quick drawn, wrapped in bandages.

From each leg, the kicks powered enormous waves of fierce wind, emitted as Shango twirled, rippling the air into pillars her wings turned her to, and criss-crossed through the air by the changing placement of her feet as she spun. Wind whipped about her as buzzing force blades sliced through the air around her, another soul shunt, only downwards ten meters, displaced her long enough to feel two new protrusions begin their furious flesh molding along her belly. The chakra surged into her blade through her hands would ting at it made impact with a blade smashing towards her left shoulder, as her released power decimated the area in an even grander display than before, the quick-drawed Lillium's Folly having its bandages sliced open by a similar strike to her right shoulder as the opposite Kyuushu mirrored his soul split's strikes, and met a contentious double-wave of X-shaped air. This gathered into the maelstrom of the Pile Tornado's swallowing the landscape, whirring the extra swords on the battlefield into the air at the same time, but also kept Shango flipping through the air in wild spurts, propelled by counterforces that could not be predicted.

Moon Style: Wrathful Demon's Blood Day Tantrum.

The impact of the blades knocked her backwards a bit, as a crisscrossed strike, almost like an asterisk, was met with an outwards slashing of both blades, fueled with chakra to combat the pure force and releasing crescent shaped waves of pressure that would rain ddown, impacting past incoming strikes to her groin and chest, which were met by a rolling wing omotion that forced her crossing arms into an X motion as she balled up her limbs into her own spinning strikes, making sure to sweep across her abdomen and collar bone, preventing the most obvious vital point assaults. But her erratic spinning also made it impossible to aim at the man precisely with the released waves of pressure, though they would impact a scattered area covering most of the area beneath her as she fel---

Strikes glanced off of her; crashing upwards, the hidden Kyuushu could not be seen, and she could not justifiably defend from an extended blade she could not see coming. Incoming strikes that traveled the inside of her body met the edges of her shoulder blade as she corkscrewed, sacrificing the massive left and right wings with gentle pops her anatomical separation had finally finished loosening. Just as a diagonal strike seemed to rip easily through her flesh and sprayed a massive amount of blood in every direction, her flesh seemingly serrated and jagged. The other soul-split's blade slashing at the same moment, seeming to render the other wings. The whizzing force blade had found her position in this moment. It blazed towards her, but as she was caught in a storm of wind propelled blades that rode the conflicting updrafts of power, she would twirl small clouds of them into the incoming path of a blade with no more than the force of he spinning.

Her observational skill was high enough that it was easier to deal with the force blade than the spear-strikes, as the force blades simply attacked at every angle it could as often as it could as quickly as possible. She barely had to think of where to guard, using a series of circular sweeps with both elbows canted that were then reversed to extend along the full span of he body, just as her position was caught before descending a full ten meters. A new soul shunt forced her downwards by five meters, and slightly westward before her natural descent would begin again. She zig-zagged in the air in this fashion, lashing out at the strikes that came close enough to hit her as her throat, and then both feet, due to her acrobatics, were nearly enveloped in another cross-shaped intersection of twin-slashing attacks. The erratic nature of her movements being tracked didn't matter; the precision of the attacks coupled with the fact that they were being mirrored on the opposite side, meant that the easiest path to evasion lay in remaining aloft.

Unknowingly, the initial veering of her wings coupled with her aerial turns, slower ascending height, and the speed of the unseen Y'la, would bring it in the path of virtually every attack during moments when her body was mid-shifting between positions. Unknowingly, the shadow Kyuushu had pursued to also position himself directly beneath her, and the sounds he made would be swallowed up in the scattered vaccuum left in the wake of her initial assaults. The blood of her damage deceit would at the very least cover some small portion of the unseen assailant beneath her if he did not move, which would of course give Shango an easier time dodging less attacks. His successive strikes, aimed with such careful precision to rend her vital areas at the same time, made the entire assault a jumble of blades largely landing in the exact same places. But new growths burst free of her belly as rapid piercing motions rained inwards, upwards, sideways. Without the massive wings weighing her down, she fell a tiny bit faster now, and she used this increase in speed to facilitate the slashing of both blades as she finally landed on the ground, her own X of racing energy meeting that which neared her, and would end  in front of all three Kyuushus.

Corpse Harbor Devil Arm Rave Crash.

Her eyes were on the force blades that still whirred about her trying to catch her dizzying dance, eyeing her wings knowingly as the final spear strikes from Kyuushu were prepared to catch her at nearly every angle, and her belly sprouted The Arms of The Devil. Each caught a spear, as Shango's left hand crossed over to prevent the third spear and was speared through its wrist, releasing more incredible amounts of blood, and her right hand was used to deflect the force blade still buzzing while impacting her chakra-enhanced sword near her extremities.  Attempting to hold Kyuushu in place in the moment of confusion, both her air treks would begin to whirr in the dirt....

[Coal]

[Damage Description and Dodging Phase]

Each spear strike that struck the body of his opponent would release massive amounts of damage, the bane itself vibrating with power from the Chakra flow coating the spiritual energy, that same energy being the cause of his melee attacks from such a distance. Each strike would burst with brilliant white soul energy that would cleave through all defenses to strike true to flesh in quite the unblockable manner by conventional means; even those that merely seemed to glance would hit ferociously. Only flesh could block these strikes and each strike would sink deeply. Fortunately the Y’la could not be struck by such things, immune to contact from this world entirely, despite his ability to interact with it in some manner. Of course, there were more than several strikes that were not strikes at all, though neither Kyuushus were privy to such knowledge.

The Y’la had already poisoned this robot ghost girl with its misfortune, it would only be a matter of time before it bore fruit, time and time again, like a persistent weed that could never be pulled…

[Black Kyuushu]

Blink. Blink! BLINK. BLINK!! Black Kyuushu would teleport several times from where he had been moving to, ending up behind Tester by twenty meters now, as the creature was within the air, although it sacrificed half of the prepared attacks to do so, as the timing was thrown off by the utter destruction occurring on the field. At least he had dodged that strange attack that came at him, although how she had sent those waves of pressure from her arms was a mystery to him. Unfortunately, the third Kyuushu would be destroyed as it neared the center, having been loosed just before the counter, but that was no matter.

[Green Kyuushu]

None of the attacks were aimed in his direction and aside from minor shifting of position, he had nothing to really fear.

[Third Kyuushu]

Pop! He was gone.

[End Damage Description and Dodging Phase]

[Begin Action Phase]

[Green Kyuushu]

All of the attacks looked as if they were having effect, although it was a shame how easily two force blades striking from opposite areas at all times were being blocked so easily. Although he did notice something off, the fact that some of his strikes seemed to draw blood, but were not accompanied by the burst of brilliant white that comes from Bane Burst. Others would explode violently, but only when they were close to striking something vital, defended by arms or legs which did not exhibit nearly the same violent expulsion of blood. Just what was this creature? Carnage dotted the landscape as the blades were violently heaved away, dust rising from many pits and trenches newly formed in the earth, and blood was in the air. As the construct landed, she would reach out for blades that simply could not be grasped; well at least one. Green Kyuushu did not attempt to back away from her as she landed before him, gripping the spear by the blade, and he eyed her curiously for only a split second; nearly long enough for her to act in some wild fashion. Again. His field of misfortune grew to encompass her and the Y’la practically drooled with hunger.

Instead he would merely shift his right foot which was poised as his bracing foot behind, allowing the force to spring into action for him, then the earth beneath Tester would shake violently. Should the Ghost bot not attempt to evade, the Force would destroy its balance, knocking it prone upon the floor and shaking it up for short time. Kyuushu would open his palm as well and raise his fingers as if to gesture for his opponent to come, but instead it would send that very opponent away should they dodge the quake, launching her backwards ten meters. If she kept her grip on the spear, Kyuushu would go along for the ride happily, as this creature seemed to wish to be in close to fight him. Although, that would be exceedingly difficult for the Bot to do, as it was within his Dazing Aura, no doubt dazed by the sheer brilliance of it.

[Black Kyuushu]

Twenty meters away, but well within range, he would view the creature as it landed. It was humanoid in nature, and it seemed to be able to sprout growths from its back that acted as wings whenever it wished. Additionally, he shared the knowledge that the Green Kyuushu gleaned, meaning that he could observe other things about his opponent that his counterpart was not, in order to gain a full picture. A lot of the landscape was destroyed, the Sound Clone was destroyed, but he was still unharmed for the most part; aside from his growing impatience. This thing was also a Soulcaster, shunting around like it was nothing, in truly annoying fashion. Not to mention that it seemed to be unphased by anything and everything, must like the world was today, but that didn’t matter at all. It was a threat to Oto no Kuni and he had to take it out, but how threatening could it be, as it allowed itself to step right into that dazing aura they were producing?

Kyuushu ran forward however, a thought in his mind sending his own blade of force forward before him, much like a Vanguard to strike at the target. Go. The reach of his blade would retreat for now, becoming normal once more, although still infused with the electricity and bane of the humanoid. Once within striking range of his target, should that target be on the floor and in a new location, he would swing his blade with a nasty surprise attached to it. A strike that could condemn one to imprisonment. While the force blades would assault the target, Kyuushu would stab at his opponent multiple time, properly aiming so that he would never hit his counterpart, while keeping his opponent at center mass. If even a single bit of flesh was nicked, his opponent would be unable to move, stuck in place while both Kyuushu decided what to do with her. His own aura of misfortune had grown as well, locking Tester between both auras, her will drained heavily.

[Force Blade x 2]

Both Force Blades would begin a similar onslaught to the one before, and erratic pattern attempting to cut anywhere and everywhere, forcing their opponent to choose what to defend against and what to evade. Eighteen attacks in total from each blade, all strikes aimed at vital locations, although neither blade striking at the same place at the same time.

Kyuushu, Green: Tenebrous Reach (4 Rounds), Bane - Humanoid (21 Rounds), Greater Bane - Humanoid, Bane Burst (-2 Bane Rounds), Force Blade + 2 Ranks (49 Rounds [Enduring Force], [Force Specialization +1], [Force Mastery +1]), Blink (1/6 used), Dazing Aura active (4 minutes 42 seconds), Chakra Flow (Vibrating), Track Energy, Apt Curse (in effect), Disorienting Quake (+ 2 Ranks/Double Duration of effects).

Kyuushu, Black: Tenebrous Reach (Deactivated), Bane - Humanoid (21 Rounds), Greater Bane - Humanoid, Bane Burst (-2 Bane Rounds), Force Blade + 2 Ranks (47 Rounds [Enduring Force], [Force Specialization +1], [Force Mastery +1]), Blink (5/6 used), Dazing Aura active (4 minutes 42 seconds), Chakra Flow (Vibrating), Track Energy, Condemnation Strike, Condemnation of Imprisonment (16 Rounds/DC 28).

Edit: I forgot to link this. The Rolls

You can roll your DCs too if you want. The tech I used HAS to have one, so I gotta roll. If it's the other way around, lemme know, cause then I gotta post another roll.

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It would be impossible for her not to notice the sudden disappearance of the Black Kyuushu as he blinked away, and his repositioning would bring him into clear view of her spinning body countless times as he appeared behind her. Having sacrificed half of his attacks to teleport away, Shango could not rationally be expected to have expended movements defending from them, which would lessen the already trivial damage she might sustain.

If the unseen Kyuushu had been destroyed near instantaneously upon her counter, than her wings, which were otherwise struck by the unseen Kyuushu in the first place, could not have been severed by him at all. Her blood would thus not cover anyone as it fell, and Shango would not have altered her behavior to compensate for having three opponents. With only two enemies, as well as with one of them having obviously repositioned himself on the battlefield, minimizing personal damage was thus obviously more important than exposing a hidden enemy that was no longer in play. It would also become impossible for her to perform the action of grabbing for three spears, as she would have no reason to believe there were three in the first place. This would make it impossible for her to be impaled through the wrist by a spear that would not exist for her to take damage from. As her wings would still be attached, she would not have had to use the increased momentum of having them gone to facilitate an evasive, if mundane, final drop to the ground, and would have done so with a soul-shunt so as not to waste movement.

Of course, this would mean the area she was descending into, given the other Kyuushu's new location via his blink, would only hold one immediate threat, in addition to the force blades, instead of the three her previous actions had required adjustment for. She would thus turn intangible after landing, which would occur faster as it had been facilitated through the use of soul shunt. As she would not need to compensate for minimizing the effectiveness of being overwhelmed by numbers, she would thus not need to land in the same position, directly in front of the green Kyushuu to grab his spear, and would have instead positioned herself more or less in between both of them. The intangibility would be under the premise that both would try to attack her simultaneously, and she might force them to hit each other.

Of course, as she would be rendered incapable of independent action for all of the moments following this landing, she would be able to do nothing but formlessly sink into the ground at a rapid pace for the remainder of her turn, far before the time when Kyuushu would even begin shaking the earth.

[Coal]

Kyuushu and Kyuushu shared a thought, then the green Kyuushu would vanish and replace the Black Kyuushu, becoming the one and only, as well as dressed in green once more. “Be seeing you, ghost!” His soul had already raced one hundred meters away as he said that, his tangible body snapping to it instantly, having grown bored of fighting a ghost. Not to mention spirits were usually stuck to their resting place, at least that’s what the nursery books had said when he had been just a toddler, so it must be true right? At his hundred-meter distance, he would Soul Shift again, then another, and a final one until he was a quarter mile away before he began the jog home. It was almost dark and he did have a horse to care for.

Now that he put some space between himself and that ghost bot, Kyuushu leaned up against a tree, resting his head on the bark just at the edge of the meadow. Just what was the deal with that thing? Couldn't even touch it. Sinking on to his butt, he would lay his naginata on his lap and watch the direction he had come from, just in case it could actually follow him this far. How do you hit something that is apparently unstrikeable? Tapping his chin and pondering the questions of the universe, he would never let his guard down, eyes watching warily for any signs of his assailant ghost.

Used: 4 Soul Shifts

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Once her forced inaction came to a halt, she began a lazy float back to the surface. Her opponent had fled. Again. But she had gathered what she needed for the assessment, and reviewed the events. "Full assessment follows. Class Types, confirmed. Lancer, confirmed. Assassin, confirmed. Avenger, confirmed. Strongest Class Type: Lancer. "SSS" Champion Soul...not confirmed. "Grand" Heroic Class...not confirmed. Champion Soul Rating: "A". Under review for "S" Class recalculation. Assessment complete." The words were rattled off for the sake of the report, and she left the disturbed field of blades, watching as other Tester's collected the scattered weapons and re-shaped the assessment area once more. She would take flight tangibly in the form of a hawk, veering off to the next field of blades she had been assigned to.

-exit.

[Coal]

{Exit then. Lol}