He fused with Obito, of course.
Naruto and Bleach II: I don't have the heart to care anymore.
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Guess it's funny how you have to know the spin-off series to REALLY enjoy all of the jokes in the normal series.
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Does anybody know who wrote the Rock Lee series?
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Seeing that tobi again made me shed a tear:cwy: to me died when deidara blow up himself and tobito take advantage to use identity theft.
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Seeing that tobi again made me shed a tear:cwy: to me died when deidara blow up himself and tobito take advantage to use identity theft.
Yeah.. good time's. ):
I remember when everybody thought Naruto would lose against the Top Genin, and then he hid the clone under the hole. ):
Goood times..
I missed Kishimoto, not the guy who kidnapped him who's in love with Sasuke.
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I don't care if there are plotholes, but for me this now is the canon reason why they didn't do anything in those two years.
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Sasuke's going to release an unspeakable evil, to keep the plot going.
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These continuous chapters we've been getting have made the two month break well worth it. Real Naruto needs to get licensed yesterday…
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I hope fake naruto get's canceled, and Rock Lee keeps being an "awesome ball of youth."
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the pain in that chapter reminded me of that akatsuki ova. fun times
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Bleach going to get a horrible chapter next week, with the return of Aizen and the full bringers at his side.
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I was wondering what kind of attack Hidan would use in the double spread, and I wasn't disapointed.
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ahahahahaaahahahahaaaa fuckin' hell hidan
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GAIS:
IT MAKES SENSE
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I've been watching Bleach on Toonami just to support the new block. Show is shit. But last night's episode gave us the infamous "THE HEART" scene. It's not as dumb in the anime as it is in the manga. But next week is Yammy's reveal, and I look forward to the reactions.
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@400MillionBelis:
GAIS:
http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_maozdhdff81rxenr3o1_500.png
IT MAKES SENSE
All crap, Kishi has been planning this junk since Itachi death.
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at first i thought, no, he's clearly just making this up as he goes along. but then i realized that was a cop-out. an excuse for this terrible manga. now i see that he willfully created this terrible story with as much time, effort, and planning as any great artist takes with their work. What a strange being.
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Well at least he put's effort, into it, unlike Kubo with his white backgroud.
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at first i thought, no, he's clearly just making this up as he goes along. but then i realized that was a cop-out. an excuse for this terrible manga. now i see that he willfully created this terrible story with as much time, effort, and planning as any great artist takes with their work. What a strange being.
Truthfully, it was not so much a BAD story, but a poorly executed one.
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Yep, the story Kishi wants to tell and the message he wants to convey are actually very good but like CrystalShip said, the execution was bad
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@400MillionBelis:
GAIS:
[qimg]http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_maozdhdff81rxenr3o1_500.png[/qimg]
IT MAKES SENSE
The worst thing about this and other things people will bring up to defend the current events is that it more and proves that he has had his whole story planned out. Which is not a good thing imo, because it just shows how poorly his overall plan and execution where.
I would respect the author more if I found out he start just making stuff up as he went than having had everything planned out since before starting the manga.
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@400MillionBelis:
GAIS:
http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_maozdhdff81rxenr3o1_500.png
IT MAKES SENSE
The worst thing about this and other things people will bring up to defend the current events is that it more and proves that he has had his whole story planned out. Which is not a good thing imo, because it just shows how poorly his overall plan and execution where.
I would respect the author more if I found out he start just making stuff up as he went than having had everything planned out since before starting the manga.
Luckily, that doesn't prove that Kishi planned anything out.
First, that could just be a coincidence.
Second, even if it was intentional, again, it doesn't prove he planned. He could have just looked back to that one thing Tobi said and then thought, "Hey! What if the same thing happened to Tobi?!" Also, Tobi wouldn't had to have gone through that experience to make that comment to Sasuke.
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The worst thing about this and other things people will bring up to defend the current events is that it more and proves that he has had his whole story planned out. Which is not a good thing imo, because it just shows how poorly his overall plan and execution where.
I would respect the author more if I found out he start just making stuff up as he went than having had everything planned out since before starting the manga.
I doubt he planned everything out. He was planning to do Kakashi year since like 08 and pushed it back till know. Obviously he had important things like knowing who Tobi is planned, but he changed things slightly. If it was him or the editors decision is still not known.
@Nobodyman Kishi had most of the story planned out and foreshadows most things.
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Shut up juju .
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No I'm sorry but that's the only thing I give him credit for which may or may not be right.
Naruto's nowhere near good anymore.
Tumblr has shut up juju.
Im serious.
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I wish Naruto would use his exponential clones…I sort of miss those crowded panels. :(
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I wish Naruto would use his exponential clones…I sort of miss those crowded panels. :(
I remember when the bone guy defeated them all with bones and taijustu, then defeated Lee, almost Gaara but his sickness caught up with him.
One of the best characters Kishimoto made.
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Revived…wasted...Kishimoto shit'd on that lovable character. Pfft
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Revived…wasted...Kishimoto shit'd on that lovable character. Pfft
Yep sadly.
Kisame's death was done right though, I mean he got defeated by Gai and then, BAM suicide by sharks!
And returned the information to Akatsuki.
Kishi didn't write part of that.
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A few of you may remember I hatched a rather ambitious idea, to do a sort of forum-participatory Bleach crackfic series featuring requests for tournament matches, all done for lulz of course. Well, I'd originally shot for one entry of JUST ADD TOURNAMENT ARC a day, but that was definitely aiming too high. In any case, I finally got around to punching out two new chapters.
Catch up if you like here: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7679400/1/Just-Add-Tournament-Arc
Notes: I resurrected all the characters who are supposed to be dead just for the matches. Hinamori got a huge upgrade thanks to Urahara's new business, aimed at providing Ichigo-level hax to one and all.
Without further ado:
Hinamori vs. Hanatarou
! Ch. 9: Hinamori vs. Hanatarou
THE NIGHT BEFORE DAY 2 OF MATCHES
! A crescent moon. Of course.
! It was mala suerte to be a tree while Nnoitra Jiruga threw one of his hissyfit tantrums in the soul-forest.
! “You ADORE shinigami, isn’t that right, you, you shinigami-adoring whore!?”
! Whap—seven trees, sliced into stumps by his scythe.
! “They told me you aren’t here at all, but I KNOW the plain truth! I did kill you, but when you resurrected you came out quicker than I did—which means you’re STILL—“
! Whap–another ten trees.
! “—STRONGER—“
! Whap—one.
! “…than me.”
! Had he tear ducts, a strange liquid might have elected to stream down the Espada’s cheeks. His heartless body instead did the next best thing, which was coughing up blood.
! And then his left arm fell clean off.
! “Ah?” Was this what grief was like? Was he literally falling apart?
! No—this was merely Tousen Kaname’s customary greeting.
! “Old habits die hard,” came Tousen’s voice, thick and serene as a cricket in the night.
! “Where are you!?” Nnoitra’s depth perception was not exactly optimal, and (despite his best efforts) the wooded tangle confuzzled his puny nub of a brain.
! “Community service,” Tousen grumbled. “Did you have to go and rampage away? I just managed to retrieve this jaggeroff.”
! “That’s Jaggerjack to you!”
! But before Grimmjow could get too handsy with Tousen, another voice—a female voice.
! “I can’t stand wild beasts like you!”
! There she was, holding her sword to Grimmjow’s throat.
Nnoitra nearly choked on his tongue in shock. “But last time I left you—“
! “I grew up, like I’m always forced to,” Neliel huffed, shaking her head. “I advise you two follow my lead.”
! Grimmjow stared daggers at her, but he knew he wasn’t a match for either her or Tousen. If he tried to release, Tousen would char broil him, orders be damned.
! Nnoitra, on the other hand, was not so retrained. “SANTA MARIA!!”
He released, his fallen arm replaced with a dozenfold scythes. “DIE, YOU WHORE!” He charged blindly.
! Neliel didn’t bat an eyelash. “Kaname-san, if you could? I’m afraid this true form of mine is still a bit unstable.”
! “Cry, Suzumushi.”
! Not even his bankai, and Nnoitra clattered to the forest floor, his miniscule skull ringing with a cacophonous sleep.
! “Suzumushi is known to cause particularly terrible nightmares to those with low intelligence,” Tousen explained.
! “Whatever it takes to minimize such barbarity,” she sighed.
! Tousen shot her a look, as though he were chewing on some hard tack. Neliel eschewed violence, just like him, but she was still an impure being, nothing like the Wonderweiss’s halo of innocence.
! Grimmjow struggled to remain conscious. The shinigami and the woman seemed on par in both strength and philosophy. But he couldn’t help but snort at the hypocrisy: Tousen’s “path of least bloodshed” only came up whenever he wasn’t slicing arms off. Or letting those more powerful than him attempt to sacrifice entire cities full of innocent souls just for a King’s Key.
! “A—all right, I’ll do w-whatever it is you shinigami want.” Another pointed glare at Neliel, as if to say race traitor. “Just tell me who I’m… gonna fight, and I’ll psyche myself up for the, the arena, nice and proper like you like…”
! “He’s lying before your feet already,” said Tousen. “Now sleep.”
! Before Tousen bonked Grimmjow on the cranium with the hilt of his sword, the Arrancar savored a fleeting smirk.
! *__
THE FOLLOWING MORNING
! 4th Division barracks, site of the healing squad.
! Hanatarou found himself upchucking in the bathroom after imbibing one too many of Mr. Urahara’s experimental confidence pills.
! He groaned as he patted his stomach. At this rate, he’d never be able to face Hinamori on the battlefield. She was more competent in every way, except perhaps for the skill of avoiding impalement, at which Hanatarou was a rather daft hand. Maybe if he could catch her interest with a 4th Division diagram of recommended anti-impalement mat rolls, that could serve as the perfect pretext for a date!
! Hanatarou slapped his cheeks in front of the mirror, but his fingers sagged, pulling at his skin until his lower eyelids slipped down. Uhhh. He knew. He knew the only way to impress a girl was by defeating her! He had to be a strong, rock-muscled man’s man!
! Hanatarou lifted the shirt of his shihakusho to see if he’d developed chiseled abs overnight. Unfortunately, such was not the case.
! Hanatarou felt like crawling back under the sheets. Why did Yamamoto even select Hanatarou anyway for the tournament, anyway? He was only a 7th seat. The only possibility, was that this was a gag match meant to humiliate him. He didn’t particularly chafe at the notion—Life and the universe had seen fit to humiliate him to the point of numbness, so why should it bother him if the Captain Commander followed suit? He just wished Hinamori could have been slotted in for more of a proper adversary, especially after all that hard work. It wasn’t fair to her.
! Ahh well. Things’ll work out.
! And with that simple thought, his stomach sorted itself instantly, and he patted it for good measure. Nope, still no abs. But at least he could leave the bathroom. Captain Unohana’s trips to freshen up took very long indeed, and always left a smell that could only be described as faintly vile.
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TIME OF THE BATTLE
! Using the wing doodad that Ichigo had dropped, Hinamori made her dynamic entrance.
! “AND BABY NOW YOU THINK YOU’RE NUMBER ONE!” she sang.
! She would have flown straight into the battlefield, but for the invisible barrier bubble—but then she remembered she could now crack open a hole for herself with a single rap of her dainty knuckles.
! “Hi—Hinamori-san?” Hanatarou stammered. Her hair was now down to around her waist.
! “LIVING OUT YOUR FANTASY, OOHH, SHINING BRIGHT FOR ALL TO SEEEE!”
! “Hi,” Hanatarou ventured with a little wave, but Hinamori bowed to the audience, ignoring him.
! Then she began to speechify. “Kurosaki Ichigo is no longer the hero of Soul Society; he has gladly ceded that distinction to me, Hinamori Momo!”
This was Hitsugaya’s one chance: he flitted across the dome of the arena’s barrier like a blur and reached the hole Hinamori had punched out—but Momo was ready for him.
! “Sorry, Shiro-chan, but you’re not going to spoil my fun today.” Without even an incantation, a flashy level 87 binding spell froze the captain in place.
Hanatarou would have quit right then and there if that display of raw power weren’t so…
! “Beautiful,” he blurted out.
! Hinamori blinked and turned to face him. “Why… thank you!”
! Hanatarou scratched his head. “Aha…”
! “Could it be? Love at first sight?” Charlotte struck a (putatively) sexy pose.
! “Must we set these poor hearts at variance in battle?”
! Kon answered that for him. “Maybe getting straight to the fight might reduce the amount of barf I’m about to expel.”
! Hitsugaya, an immobilized heap on the dust, shot Kon, the officiator, pleading eyes.
! “It’s settled!” Kon rang the gong.
! START THE FIGHTI—
! “BANKAI!”
! The stadium was awash with brilliant soul-radiation. Then the smoke cleared.
“Choukakuyuugouhannou Tobiume!”
! Her blade transformed into a gigantic pronged nuclear warhead, sparking green with the potential energy of a thousand million fiery soulsplosions. Hinamori took in a deep, less than sane breath and heaved the monstrous weapon of mass destruction twenty times her size overhead like a club.
Hanatarou did the only thing he could think of: He popped one of his genki pills and pumped his fist in the air in a tepid attempt at psyching himself up.
! “Go me!”
! Hinamori was thoroughly charmed by this dopey optimism, and her bankai died down as she sealed her sword once more.
! Hitsugaya sighed with relief. No one’s gonna get stabbed.
! STAB.
! Hanatarou was a talented medic and his Squad 4 training had trained him for every contingency, and yet he was not terribly accustomed to being fine one second and having a sword shoved in his heart the next.
! “Don’t worry,” said Hinamori, eyes glinting evilly. “I’m just going to even out our battle.”
! And so Hinamori began to pour half of her spirit energy into her opponent’s body.
! “Hey, that’s illegal, isn’t it?” Ichigo asked Yamamoto in the stands. (Seeing Hinamori get stabbed now thankfully quelled the inexplicable desire to stab her Aizen had hypnotically placed him under; Ichigo chalked it up to his Hollow self acting up like a spoiled tyke.)
! “Not anymore,” he lied. The last thing Soul Society needed was yet another extremely powerful shinigami with something to prove.
! Ichigo rested his legs on the seat in front of him and his eyebrows un-furrowed. “Huh. I guess I really am a catalyst for change.”
! “You’ve got change!?” enthused the beggar seated in front of him.
! “I can assure you, as an elective soul-surgery this is OW classified under Category T of the YOWIE ethics charter of my division as quite unnecessary,” Hanatarou winced, slowly pacing away so the sword left his body. “I’m content to OH GOD YOU TWISTED A LITTLE OOOWWW”—another genki pill—“…simply watch you show off your strength, Hinamori-san!”
! Hanatarou stabbed himself with his healing sword, Hisagomaru, and patched up his gaping hole instantly. He then patted his tummy and wiped the sweat off his brow.
! He’s so… cute!
! “Call me Momo,” said Hinamori. “And I’ll show you my true power somewhere… private.”
! “With no one around to hurt who might get hurt, right?” Hanatarou was careful to ask. Squad 4 had had quite enough sleepless nights.
! “Can’t guarantee that,” Hinamori joked. “Besides , you’ve got a healing sword, haven’t you? I have a feeling Hisagomaru’s going to see a lot of use during our date.”
! Hanatarou gasped at the word, but she’d already bound him in a level 20 kidou leash and dragged him off the field as she shot off through the hole in the barrier into the far horizon.
! “A total upset victory!” Charlotte danced big-hippily at the surprise outcome.
! Kon took the mic. “Hanatarou wins by dint of being a lucky bastard!”
WINNER: Hanatarou
! **__
! “D-…did that just? Did she just?”
! In the front row, the secret Hanatarou Fangirl Club balked at how catastrophically their plan had backfired. All those missives to Yamamoto, in vain! Lieutenant Hinamori was supposed to spurn Hanatarou so that he could come crying into their waiting arms!
! Next match: Riruka vs. KomamuraRiruka vs. Komamura
! Ch. 10: Riruka vs. Komamura
! A/N: Playing off the “COULD UKITAKE BE BAD OMG” bullshit reveal during the Fullbullshit arc (which totally warranted its own full page panel of an evil looking Ukitake you guys) I have decided to slowly transform Ukitake into a villain, only for him to get his own Byakuya-esque bullshit excuse at the very end.
! Surprisingly, the indigent Rukongai dwellers that had come to people the stands once more cheered as Komamura and Riruka strode proudly into the arena to face each other in honorable combat.
! “What’s with them?” Ichigo wondered aloud.
! Renji picked his ear. “You wouldn’t understand. How often do you think people in slums are handed free plushies?”
! “You guys keep letting Hollows wreak havoc in Karakura and I guess I’ll find out sooner or later. I mean, that’s a lot of Hollows running around to have caused so many Fullbringers to be born.”
! Rukia punched him on the arm. “Sorry we can’t all be awesome geniuses like you, Ichigo.”
! “You’re just happy with any socioeconomic development that nets you a sudden windfall of stuffed bunnies.”
! Rukia squeezed her Chappy and her eyes darted from Ichigo to Chappy to
Ichigo. “Shut up.”
! “Hey, Renji, is your fight going to be against one of the plushies? Only way it’d be fair,” Ichigo teased.
! “What she said,” Renji shot back. “Also, don’t forget that it’s because of your stupid crazy reiatsu in the first place that your town is plagued by an avalanche of Hollows.”
! “Is it, though? All those Fullbringers were born before I started leaking any spirit energy.”
! “…That’s a good point,” Rukia realized. Once again she gazed down on Chappy, her enormous eyes beaming in concentration. An answer:
! “Tsukishima did it.”
! “Oh yeaah,” Ichigo agreed. “Glad that fucker’s dead. He’s a soul now, isn’t he? I should have ol’ soul destroyer Ishida pay him a visit.” A murderous glee at the thought of Tsukishima annihilated crept over his eyes.
! “No, just let him degenerate into a Hollow, and then kill him, that way he goes to hell after having been a Hollow a while. That’s even worse,” said Rukia, channeling her inner sadist.
! “You two are stone cold, yeesh,” said Renji.
! “We can give you pointers,” said Rukia.
! In the battlefield, Kon’s soul pill had ejected as an automatic self-defense mechanism against Riruka’s ministrations, and since Aizen was still locked up, there was no official emcee to declare the match begun. As Rukia and Renji argued over which of them had the better track record when it came to fights, Ichigo overheard Yamamoto beside him, wheedling Ukitake into assuming the role of emcee—and Hitsugaya mumbling bitter somethings through chittering teeth as Unohana stripped away the binding spell the new improved Momo placed on him like one would strip off chest hair.
Farther away, another interesting conversation was taking place.
! “Why am I alive, you ask?”
! Giriko supposed he shouldn’t be taken aback by the question; it was not everyone who resumed the everyday trials of life after getting clean bifurcated. “It all began when my mother narrowly escaped a Hollow while pregnant with me…”
! “Dude.” Ikkaku stretched his palm out to Giriko’s face. “That’s all I need to hear about the nasty particulars of the human world. I just want to know how you survived a slash from the one and only Captain Kenpachi.”
! Giriko flashed his chompers at the hand and grinned wide, as though he were preparing to rip it off Ikkaku’s wrist. “Let’s just say the turn of phrase time heals ALL wounds is no lie.”
! He threw off his eyepatch and revealed his right peeper with a fabulous flourish.
! “…It’s a normal eye,” responded Ikkaku quizzically. “But if you’re looking for a new eyepatch, my captain can provide.”
! Meanwhile, this match’s combatants sized each other up in the arena.
! “At first I thought you must just be another shinigami scum, but now I think you and I might just get along,” said Riruka.
! Komamura looked down at her with a mixture of indignation and amusement.
! “I am NOT going to enter your plushy collection.”
! Riruka put the donut she was going to use as bait back into her bag and put her hands on her hips. “That’s not what I meant, you—“
Komamura’s ears pivoted away so he didn’t have to listen to the impending tsuntsun tirade. Riruka took notice and checked herself, forcing a smile.
! “Listen, I just want to say how much I appreciate you.”
! “What?” Komamura crossed his arms, skeptical.
! “With your… condition… you must understand what a horrid lie the LAW OF THE JUNGLE is!”
! “Excuse me?”
! Riruka began to rattle off the choked philosophy Ginjou had fed her, reciting it almost robotically. “People with ambition buy into the notion of the ‘survival of the fittest,’ but it’s all just an illusion so that the weak majority persecutes the strong minority! It’s the minority that has ruled since ancient times!”
! “My patience wears thin already. What are you getting at, human?”
! “I’m saying that as the minority, you should throw the shackles of your oppressors off and join me on my mission to overturn the social order!”
! “You would that I turn blade against my comrades!? Insolence!”
Komamura’s snout flared, incensed. His hand gripped his katana, but of course he shook his anger away. It was not his duty to harm humans, however ignorant.
! Charlotte naturally seized upon this potential for drama. “Ohh, a moral dilemma! Will Captain Komamura’s disgust with this human get the better of him?”
! Ukitake, the new emcee, shot him a quite sympathetic look. Even I’d have trouble keeping calm around this girl. But still he rang the bell and began the match, eager to bring this whole tournament to a tidy end as soon as possible.
START THE FIGHTING!!
! Riruka had already prepared her Fullbring, the small cartoon heart snapping from her finger to her target. Sooner than Komamura could react, he found himself shrunk down and warped into Riruka’s bag.
! Komamura poked at his purchase in the darkness. A sugary coating of some kind. He sniffed and grasped this pillowy confection. “…Well, this is new.”
Riruka flashed Ukitake a thumbs up. “So… I won, right?”
! “Oh, I wouldn’t count him out just yet.”
! Her thumb turned into an accusatory finger. “Tch! I should have known you, of all people, would rig the match! After what you did to Ginjou…”
She struck a nerve. “What, you mean restraining him for his safety and the safety of others? Yeah, what a heinous crime. It’s not like he ended up going crazy or anything,” he said, rolling his eyes.
! “You slapped his neck on the chopping block since the very beginning! Of course he was going to rebel!”
! Ukitake’s measured manner was slipping away—one too many ethics committee meetings had chipped away at his composure. “Look, I’m not even going to pretend I give the ghost of a shit anymore about your poow wittle Ginjou Winjou’s bad feels. I hack up half my lungs everyday, and no it doesn’t get any easier. But do you see me fucking with Ichigo and his friends for shits and giggles? No, because I don’t have a screw loose. Besides, it’s not we who betrayed his trust, it’s he who betrayed ours. He’s the one who gambled and lost.”
! “But… that doesn’t make any sense,” said Ichigo in the stands.
! “I’m pretty sure this is a case where both sides are equally stupid,” said Rukia. “Glad you knocked out Soul Society’s million years of rigidity, Ichigo!”
! “Not sure I really should have, now that it’s turned over Ukitake-san’s dark underbelly,” he replied uneasily.
! Rukia flashbacked, overtaken by the vivid memory of Kaien’s Hollow possession. Ukitake had told her to stand back so as not to wound Kaien’s pride. She blinked rapidly and her heart skipped a beat. Could it be…?
No… No… All she felt from her captain was warmth and compassion. It was nothing like Ichimaru’s serpentine aura of fear.
! “Are you okay?” asked Renji.
! She punched him on the shoulder. “I thought I told you, fool. You no longer need to worry about me.”
! But she felt as though a certain blind spot had been jostled free in her mind.
! Had she simply become too mistrustful? The selfsame creepy crawlies Gin had shot her were starting to course up her spine. Even Renji had come after her, once, she reasoned. Maybe Ichigo really was the only unchanging anchor, the only person she could rely on. Scrunching her hakama in her fingers, she stared intently at her captain, who stood there like an equalizing wall, parrying Riruka’s heated blather with progressively more foulmouthed sarcasm.
! Finally, Komamura had had his fill of delicious Japanese donuts (seriously reader, patronize a Mr. Donut at the first opportunity), and unleashed a yelp of “Bankai!” a bit more burpily than he would have liked.
! The giant samurai rose from the dust, a titan of sun and clay. Typically, it would dwarf buildings. However, since Komamura himself remained miniscule, his bankai had also been scaled down. Now, it only reached Riruka’s height.
Riruka kicked back twenty paces in surprise, and activated the full extent of her Fullbring, donning the clad-type armor Ginjou had given her and all the members of Xcution when he stole Ichigo’s own super sentai Fullbring. She currently wielded the power to hide herself inside any person or object. If she could successfully override Komamura’s control of Tengen Myouou, this match was hers, and she’d be free to continue her cute crusade.
! Sure enough, it worked; she pressed on Tengen’s chest plate with her Fullbring’s pincer claw and entered it through the pried hatch. Piloting it like a Gundam, she slashed through her own bag and forcibly ejected Komamura, who snapped back to regular size.
! “You can’t hurt me now!” she crowed. “Any damage your bankai takes, you receive in kind!”
! Komamura crossed his arms, and remained silent.
! “How does it feel, to be looked down upon? You think you’re so great, but you’re just a pet they’ve seen fit to dress up and parade around! You’re just yet another of Soul Society’s tools to be used and thrown aside! And you bought into it totally, how pathetic!”
! “Ugh, I hate teenage girls,” said Ukitake, dabbing at his brow. “Honeybunch, he’s fifty times your age, I think he knows what’s what by now.”
! Riruka brought Tengen’s scimitar to its neck, threatening to kill Komamura in so doing. “All right, let’s see you risk your own neck to save him then, if you care so much about him! Let’s see you really sweat!”
! Ukitake sat his ass down on the dust, defiant.
! “You see!? Not a glimmer of compassion!!”
! Komamura spoke at last. “Ukitake-san. I hear you often have trouble restraining your 3rd Seats.”
! “They can be a fucking hassle, man,” he smiled guiltily.
! “Forgive me my presumptuousness, but if I may be allowed to give you a piece of advice; don’t humor them. If there’s anything Yamamoto-soutaichou has taught me, it is to stamp down such meaningless babble with an iron fist.”
! “You’re still going to pretend everything’s cool!?” she harped. “Maybe you’ve been alive too long, just like the rest of you shinigami! You’re not a dog, you’re a dinosaur! Or maybe, maybe it’s not your age, it’s that they kicked obedience into you! They looked down on you like a WHELP!”
! After a fashion, Komamura’s fierce amber eyes deigned to look her way. “I wouldn’t waste my breath, if I were you. You’re not going to get a response out of me. Any effort spent educating you is effort wasted.”
! “Ohh? And why’s that, tough guy!?”
! “When’s the last time you saw a fox mentor a gnat?”
! A fox is clever, and above all fleet.
! Riruka saw the devious fang and hiccupped in terror. “N-no… NOOOO!!”
! Komamura simply sealed his sword again. Riruka was trapped as a reflection in his blade.
! He looked down at her, eyes boring; she was his new tool.
! Well, he had said she wasn’t going to get a response out of him, but this
! chance for a one-liner was too good to pass up.
! “You don’t know a thing about me. Bitch.”
! “He’s going to need fifty more lifetimes of practice for his one-liners,” Ichigo appraised.
! WINNER: Komamura
! *__
KOMAMURA’S TOUCHING BACKSTORY
! In death, he was a fox person.
! In life, he was also a fox person.
! “Oh, how I wish I weren’t a fox person!” Komamura wailed to the sky, even as the feudal Japanese pitchforks pierced his fluffy winter coat.
! The sky pissed on his dreams.
! __*
! “What, that’s it?” said Editor. “That’s not even a page of backstory. Half of the page is a single panel of Riruka looking down, as if that means something.”
! Kubo sighed, as though he were dealing with a simpleton incapable of grasping his intricate tiered fortress of secrets. “The last time I wrote flashbacks, they were all two pages long for four people back to back. My brain still hasn’t recovered from the sheer emotional toll of that chapter.”
! “Your brain is a 4th level mystery, Kubo.”
! Kubo lit up. What an immense compliment, what a refreshing pat on the back!
! “That’s the first nice thing you’ve said to me all week, Editor.”
! Had… had he forged a friend?
! He would try to call him –chan next time.
! NEXT MATCH: Ukitake vs. YachiruNext match is Ukitake vs. Yachiru, as per one of the requests from way back. Other requests I must do include
Unohana vs. Mayuri
Kuukaku vs. Yoruichi
Urahara vs. Isshin
Aizen vs. Tsukishima
Chad vs. Kensei
Gin vs. Byakuya
Nnoitra vs. GrimmjowStill taking requests, though I will say no nothing characters like Maki-Maki and no lieutenants (since I'm writing them out of the tournament in the next installment.)
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I wish this would happen.
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Great stuff, Gliblord. Totally wasn't expecting Hanataro to win through charm lol
And it's about time Komamura wins something, especially against the most insufferable character in Bleach.
Next match is Ukitake vs. Yachiru, as per one of the requests from way back. Other requests I must do include
Unohana vs. Mayuri
Kuukaku vs. Yoruichi
Urahara vs. Isshin
Aizen vs. Tsukishima
Chad vs. Kensei
Gin vs. Byakuya
Nnoitra vs. GrimmjowOh, I'd like to see…...Mashiro vs. Tousen.
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Anybody else feel like before bleach is done that kubo is gonna find some way to throw in a soul reaper tournament? It seems almost too obvious for him to do it IMO, which is why he will.
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I'd read the shit out of a shinigami tournament. I mean - there's no plot to shit on for Kubo there, that's a perfect story for him to do!
Unless 99% of his characters are bland, overpowered or bland AND overpowered and a tournament with them would be a fucking idiotic idea.In Dragon Ball Goku had Kamehameha, right? Yes, but doing Tournaments he also had some brains, there was stuff happening, he had awesome opponents we didn't know or, if we did, they had some new attacks.
In Bleach this doesn't happen.
In Bleach this CAN'T happen.
No shinigami will just shit out a new technique, show it to everyone and use it to kill an opponent for some points. And also I don't think anyone wants to gather a lot of shinigami to see some new bankais, you know, since that's exactly the same thing Aizen did to hipnotise everyone.So yeah, I'd love a tournament, but it would be stupid in Bleach.
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I don't think we need Bleach ripping off Yu Yu Hakusho anymore than it already does. A tourney would only go badly.
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Would there even be enough room on a tournament battleground for people to constantly appear behind each other's shoulders?
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Would there even be enough room on a tournament battleground for people to constantly appear behind each other's shoulders?
i shot gatorade out of my nose cause of this
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@RobbyBevard:
I don't think we need Bleach ripping off Yu Yu Hakusho anymore than it already does. A tourney would only go badly.
True, it definitely doesnt need to happen, but showing all the captains and what not seem to boost his ratings so thats part of why i think its more likely.
Would there even be enough room on a tournament battleground for people to constantly appear behind each other's shoulders?
He will always make room, remember scale is never consistent with kubo, and he would probably white out half the stadium just for it each time.
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Ichigo prepares to strike Aizen
Ichigo looks behind him
Ichigo: A-aizen?!
Aizen looks behind him
Aizen: Gin…?
Gin looks behind him
Gin: Rangiku...
Rangiku looks behind herRangiku: Captain Hitsuguaya?!
Hitsuguaya looks behind him
Shrimpo: M-m-momo?
Hinamori looks behind her
Hinamori: AIZEN-SAMA-SEMPAI-DONO-SAMA?!?!
Aizen looks behind him again
Aizen: Wrex?!
Wrex looks behind him
Wrex: Shepard.
Shepard looks behind him/her
Shepard: Megatron!
Megatron looks behind him
Megatron: PRIME!
Optimus looks behind him
Optimus: Daffy...!
Daffy looks behind him
Daffy: RABBIT SEASON!
Elmer Fudd looks behind him
Elmer: Wascally Wabbit!
Bugs looks behind him
Bugs: Pinkie!
Pinkie looks behind her
Pinkie: Dashie! :D
Rainbow Dash looks behind her
Rainbow: SPY!
Spy looks behind him
Spy: Pyro-AIIIIEEEEEEEE!
Pyro looks behind him
Pyro: HUDDAH HUDDAH?!
Aizen grins smugly and stabs
chain reaction of stabbing commences
round is given to Pinkie Pie on a technicality
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Would there even be enough room on a tournament battleground for people to constantly appear behind each other's shoulders?
You mean this?
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@RobbyBevard:
I don't think we need Bleach ripping off Yu Yu Hakusho anymore than it already does. A tourney would only go badly.
That's part of why the idea appeals to me, it seemed to me to be just the sort of tired cliche he'd use
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http://ts4.mm.bing.net/images/thumbnail.aspx?q=4587897678004299&id=02ac65549c307741020ef081b7f56163
Is that Aizen Sosuke?Dude what the hell ? Why do you ask these questions ? Sorry but this makes you look like a ten year old. You can either read to catch up, go to a wiki and get the cliffnotes or use the place you got that from as the first place to start looking, granted you don't care about spoilers.
You can find this stuff out yourself and it looks realy dumb when you come in and ask questions that take just as long to type as they take to find the answers to.
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Well Bleach is nothing but a series of one-on-one fights, even when there's more than two people involved. Honestly a tournament arc sounds somewhat suited to Bleach.
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Also. On the subject of Gliblord's suspiciously vehement dislike of Riruka.
I don't like her but I don't care for her, which is by far the best rating out of all the Fullbringers. And looking at that wanker just makes me appreciate the fact she didn't completely destroy all of Orihime and Chad's hopes of mattering in their own story arc, nor their whole character and their very basic level of common sense in one fell swoop.
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Well Bleach is nothing but a series of one-on-one fights, even when there's more than two people involved. Honestly a tournament arc sounds somewhat suited to Bleach.
Granted Kubo has developed his world only the tiniest bit more then say Hiro Mashima (though Kubo has the luxury of the supposed "real" world backdrop to call back on, so that honestly evens out) so it wouldn't be too unfitting because there's nothing to realy fit it in with.
But the idea of having to suffer the inevitable, shoe-horned in presence of Hitsugaya and the ever deepening levels of blandness Ichigo manages to sink to every time he has any king of screen time, which is all the fucking time anyway, while seeing Chad and Orihime not even thinking about the possibility of participating and simply standing to the side making a handfull of pointless exposition remarks for the audience (ya know, the kinda type that nobody would actualy say in a given situation, and which is both redundant as everyone already knows that X just happened so saying "X just happened !" kinda loses it's point) but then realising this still manages to give them more screentime then they have had in more then 50 % of this series' runtime, Orihime and Chad's "arcs" included, would probably result in me singlehandedly declaring war on Japan armed only with a shovel and a toy sand bucket.
So, no thank you.
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@No:
I don't like her but I don't care for her, which is by far the best rating out of all the Fullbringers. And looking at that wanker just makes me appreciate the fact she didn't completely destroy all of Orihime and Chad's hopes of mattering in their own story arc, nor their whole character and their very basic level of common sense in one fell swoop.
Do you mean their bitter enemy Ichigo, or their best friend Tsukishima?
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Do you mean their bitter enemy Ichigo, or their best friend Tsukishima?
You shouldn't tempt me, fine sir. This is a topic that has send me on an all night naked rampage many a time before.
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Now I don't think he needed to be banned for that.
Although that is the ideal punishment I'd dish out to anyone mentioning Tsukishima, ever.