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Yea.
I have seen it all, and made a good half-dozen Bleach characters for Rps like this. PM me what you need help with, and I'll help ya.
And there was also some other stuff, big posts where made, I was distracted by cookies and shiny things. Possibly shiny cookies, I dunno.
I aint yo' dam wife Lugu
SHIT HAS HAPPENED! SOMEGUY GOT KILLED, KURISA IS MAKING OUT WITH ABI - A LOT! - MIRJA IS PUNCHING PEOPLE!
Name: Nenatalev Kabal
Age: 31
Gender:Female
Apperance:
Color: Ebony
Course: Physical Training
Semblance: Mirror of Yata: A powerful combat Semblance that allows Nena to redirect any attack directed at her back at the owner. While seeming to be an Ultimate Defence technique, the more intense the blow, the greater the physical strain to redirect it is. So, the claws of a Beowulf are not much by their own, but a Death Stalker's sting would be taxing to redirect. Furthermore, attacks outside of her perception can not be countered unless they are brought to her knowledge.
Weapon: A pair of Tonfa-like weapons that fit together to create a bow, and can fire arrows down with at a considerable velocity.,
Personality: Nena likes fighting, which is why she took the job as Physical Trainer. She likes teasing all the boys, and all the girls, with her fine feminine figure, and has been known to rest her breasts on a person's head, if they are sufficiently small enough to do so. She vehemently dislikes bullying in any kind, and has no problem smacking the offender across the head with her Tonfa. She is slightly hyper-active, but has a decent enough handle of it, so she can remain calm if she needs to.
Age: 31
Gender:Female
Apperance:
Color: Ebony
Course: Physical Training
Semblance: Mirror of Yata: A powerful combat Semblance that allows Nena to redirect any attack directed at her back at the owner. While seeming to be an Ultimate Defence technique, the more intense the blow, the greater the physical strain to redirect it is. So, the claws of a Beowulf are not much by their own, but a Death Stalker's sting would be taxing to redirect. Furthermore, attacks outside of her perception can not be countered unless they are brought to her knowledge.
Weapon: A pair of Tonfa-like weapons that fit together to create a bow, and can fire arrows down with at a considerable velocity.,
Personality: Nena likes fighting, which is why she took the job as Physical Trainer. She likes teasing all the boys, and all the girls, with her fine feminine figure, and has been known to rest her breasts on a person's head, if they are sufficiently small enough to do so. She vehemently dislikes bullying in any kind, and has no problem smacking the offender across the head with her Tonfa. She is slightly hyper-active, but has a decent enough handle of it, so she can remain calm if she needs to.
Hey Gal. I can't follow what is going on, but maybe that's just me.
AbigailTenshi said
Waiting on Kurisa soooooo o3o Wait
Mirja's in hospital, Batbird!
The flawless wll be the first to get directions to Mole Station.
Mirja, having finally finished off the 11th bigots, wandered slowly down to the 4th division, for no real reason. Apart from the fact that her nose was broken, she was missing a tooth, and one of her eyes was swollen to such a point she couldn't properly see out of it. And a few ribs where probably broken. But, aside from that, she had no reason to head down the Seretai to the 4th barracks.
"Was this place always so big?" She muttered to herself, dragging her battered carcass to the front of the barracks, and then smiling as she saw the members of the division. She hoped that her current state needed no explanation as to why she was here, but some people where a bit daft - especially after several blows to the head by angry, muscular men - and so she was prepared to explain what had happened, but hoped they would just hug her and take all the pain away, since there was a lot of pain
"Was this place always so big?" She muttered to herself, dragging her battered carcass to the front of the barracks, and then smiling as she saw the members of the division. She hoped that her current state needed no explanation as to why she was here, but some people where a bit daft - especially after several blows to the head by angry, muscular men - and so she was prepared to explain what had happened, but hoped they would just hug her and take all the pain away, since there was a lot of pain
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