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genessia2018-08-30 12:17 pm
koishi_komeiji) wrote in genessia2018-08-30 12:17 pm
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[Video/Action] Final Fitting
Who: Koishi and YOU
What: Combat!
Where: Arena
Warnings: Blood 'n violence. Possible character death. (Consequence free revive because of the arena)
[Video]
Koishi appeared on screen, her face too close to the camera. She tapped it twice. "Hello? Is this working...?" A pause "Oh... Oh! There we go." Stepping back she was wearing something not seen for some time. A pseudo military uniform. It was clean and in order. Even the somewhat shabby scarf had been pressed nicely and was laying flat. A... Kamui?
"Miss Satsuki and I have been working really hard on getting Noushuketsu here into fighting shape!" She patted the outfit's lapel gently. "So we're gonna be down at the Attleton arena for some scuffles. No holding back!" She was absolutely beaming into the camera. "Anyone is invited to come! I need to see how Noushuketsu works in any situation. And since its the arena no one will stay hurt from the fight. Isn't that great?" Which probably meant that there was a good chance lethal force was going to be used.
She stepped back, pointing the device at Satsuki in the background. "Miss Satsuki is already here so we're going to get started right away. So just go to the prep room to get ready if there's a fight going on. Or just walk out if there isn't! Okay? I'll see you there!"
And click!
[Action]
When she wasn't on break to recharge her strength Koishi would be waiting in the arena, clad in her battle Kamui and stretching her arms. It vaguely resembled an air-force dress uniform with a blazer and skirt. The scarf holding the collar had a single eye on the left which was whitened and static, the one on the right present but sewn shut.
She would wait for her next opponent to approach before placing her fingers on her left arm and sliding the decorative stripes downward.
Post transformation the kamui looked remarkably different than it had during the incident. besides the usual expected gaps several drapes of fabric hung from it, wrapping around her sides and connected in the back resembling a broken straightjacket. The buckles that would have held it in place sprouted from her back and shoulders, each ending in a blade of hardened life fibers. The shoulders were asymmetrical, the right sporting visible stitch lines and damage, the left set a little further in. Open but still blind. In fact, Koishi herself had been blinded also, the Kamui covering the upper half of her face in life fibers though the apparel lacked the muzzle it had originally put her in.
Additionally there was a lot of metallic hardened life fibers both decorative and functional covering the combat suit. She had the metal collar and heart shaped lock to the manacles and decorative chains wrapped around her forearms. Bolted to the back of each hand was a massive two pronged metal claw which appeared to fold up and back along the forearm at command.
Rather than act like some sort of caged animal, she kept her composure this time, standing at the ready and inclining her head toward her opponent's movements despite her apparent blindness.
"You can make the first move, so you can leave if you want to, okay? Because I wont go easy on you! Not even a little bit!
What: Combat!
Where: Arena
Warnings: Blood 'n violence. Possible character death. (Consequence free revive because of the arena)
[Video]
Koishi appeared on screen, her face too close to the camera. She tapped it twice. "Hello? Is this working...?" A pause "Oh... Oh! There we go." Stepping back she was wearing something not seen for some time. A pseudo military uniform. It was clean and in order. Even the somewhat shabby scarf had been pressed nicely and was laying flat. A... Kamui?
"Miss Satsuki and I have been working really hard on getting Noushuketsu here into fighting shape!" She patted the outfit's lapel gently. "So we're gonna be down at the Attleton arena for some scuffles. No holding back!" She was absolutely beaming into the camera. "Anyone is invited to come! I need to see how Noushuketsu works in any situation. And since its the arena no one will stay hurt from the fight. Isn't that great?" Which probably meant that there was a good chance lethal force was going to be used.
She stepped back, pointing the device at Satsuki in the background. "Miss Satsuki is already here so we're going to get started right away. So just go to the prep room to get ready if there's a fight going on. Or just walk out if there isn't! Okay? I'll see you there!"
And click!
[Action]
When she wasn't on break to recharge her strength Koishi would be waiting in the arena, clad in her battle Kamui and stretching her arms. It vaguely resembled an air-force dress uniform with a blazer and skirt. The scarf holding the collar had a single eye on the left which was whitened and static, the one on the right present but sewn shut.
She would wait for her next opponent to approach before placing her fingers on her left arm and sliding the decorative stripes downward.
Post transformation the kamui looked remarkably different than it had during the incident. besides the usual expected gaps several drapes of fabric hung from it, wrapping around her sides and connected in the back resembling a broken straightjacket. The buckles that would have held it in place sprouted from her back and shoulders, each ending in a blade of hardened life fibers. The shoulders were asymmetrical, the right sporting visible stitch lines and damage, the left set a little further in. Open but still blind. In fact, Koishi herself had been blinded also, the Kamui covering the upper half of her face in life fibers though the apparel lacked the muzzle it had originally put her in.
Additionally there was a lot of metallic hardened life fibers both decorative and functional covering the combat suit. She had the metal collar and heart shaped lock to the manacles and decorative chains wrapped around her forearms. Bolted to the back of each hand was a massive two pronged metal claw which appeared to fold up and back along the forearm at command.
Rather than act like some sort of caged animal, she kept her composure this time, standing at the ready and inclining her head toward her opponent's movements despite her apparent blindness.
"You can make the first move, so you can leave if you want to, okay? Because I wont go easy on you! Not even a little bit!