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Post by ANNELIESE FAUST on Feb 25, 2014 18:04:52 GMT -5
Noticing Naomi sheathing her weapon, it symbolized that comfort had set in and they were somewhat back to the atmosphere they had when at the One Eyed Owl. It was relaxing to Anneliese who had settled into herself and this situation. Though she didn't show it, Anneliese wasn't as comfortable as her mask face implied. Anneliese hadn't known or heard of Kawa, though it was possible she was being hidden among her ranks. She did see that man Yuu Yashin, though she wouldn't disclose that information. To her knowledge it was safe for Anneliese to at least ease the mind of her young friend if anything. "I haven't heard of or seen anyone by that name. So she could very well have not jumped ship so to say."
Anneliese found herself sitting down upon the ledge of the building, once more dangling her feet as a cool breeze over swept the area. She closed her eyes and hummed for a moment as she enjoyed the gentle wind before turning her head to Naomi. The way it was now, this was possibly the closest she could get to Naomi and only time would slowly chip away at the girls heart until Anneliese could infiltrate it. Soon she'd have her. Hopefully. She passed off her mental thoughts with a low, random chuckle. Well, Anneliese figured she had dug up enough information for now, so it would be better to shift the conversation once more. Bonding, many people called it. Ann wasn't the best at it, often if not she preferred the silence but over the past few months company had become a welcomed addition. "So... In this past month what have you done asides from eliminate my kind? " Ann asked jokingly.
“Hmmm….” Naomi made, thinking about that reply. She had actually hoped for the opposite. Because then she would at least have known for sure, could tell what her relative had done. Not that she cared too much, of course. That stupid woman could have died for all she cared. Okay, not necessarily died, but at least been humiliated. Would have been damn time for that. Noticing the older woman sitting down on the ledge, Nao shortly debated doing the same, but then came up with something else that she would have done before. There were so many stories about these things, she could not just let such a chance slip by.
But first, answering a question.
“Actually, there had not been much eliminating to do. This place is pretty quiet, to be honest. Otherwise that tavern over there couldn’t exist, no one would build a business like this at a hollow-hotspot. No, there had not been much to do, so I mostly spent my time either training out of boredom, or watching humans be humans. There are actually some nice shows on television, you know? Although I would not suggest randomly going into houses to watch, not with so many young males in town,” followed, just little more than a rapport, accompanied by a slight shudder. No, that had not been a nice sight.
Shedding that thought, she made those few small steps to get closer to the other, and squatted down next to her. It was intriguing. After all, if what she heard was true, then Ann must have been a best like the one before, until she ripped off that thing. Was that really all that important?
“That mask of yours, is it sensitive? I would actually like to touch it, never gotten around to do so. I mean, most hollows die when you destroy their masks, so you ripping it off on your own is kind of, well, intriguing.”
Post by ANNELIESE FAUST on Feb 26, 2014 19:47:55 GMT -5
With keen eyes that watched Naomi's expression carefully Anneliese didn't see the expression she thought Naomi would give. If anything she seemed dissapointed, but maybe that gave Ann a silver lining that Naomi wasn't disgusted at the idea. If anything she thought that the girl simply had just wanted to know where her cousin was. It wasn't any of her business however so she wouldn't dwell too much on the thought. Naomi was right in that regard, hollow didn't seem to attack here often, perhaps because of the lack of spiritual energy. It wasn't a bad thing afterall, considering Naomi's line of work. It made things easier on her and for Arzets as she had said. Anneliese eyes had lit up at Naomi's question.
Were the remnants of her mask that intriguing? Tracing the fragments that formed around the back of her ears and stretched down to the nap of her neck before extending to each respective shoulder blade Anneliese pushed aside her hair. "If you'd like go ahead Naomi, its not sensitive per say, but maybe just a reminder." She mused thinking back to when she ripped her own mask off for Luccio. She'd gain an extreme amount of power in doing so and in some sense it gave her a semblance of her old self once more. Those days of being with Luccio were her most fondest in all the time she spent as a Hollow. Thinking about such times caused a small smile to find its way to her lips. It had been quite awhile huh? "Its a painful experience, but back then, I did it for someone I respected and wished to follow. You can say he helped me find a place I belong because those days I really hated myself."
It was true. After becoming a more conscious being she detested what she had become. In her previous life she was a really caring individual so to commit such acts slowly increased the dark void within her and it consumed her. It wasn't until now that she came to terms with not only herself, but what she was. It was such a silly notion, but she was blind for such a long time. It took a man to shed clarity on her world. She was thankful for him so much.
Well, that was easy. Nao did not waste any time, after being invited like this, and cautiously touched it. Just in case it did cause some kind of discomfort. Yet, apparently it did not, at least as far as she could tell. On the other hand, though, it did not really feel like much. It was pretty smooth, actually, smoother than any bone she knew, but still had that boney quality to it. And, in addition to that, it really did feel more like some kind of trinket, not a thing of power. So it was not really in the mask. Or maybe….
“I have always been fascinated by the mechanics of these masks is all. I mean, hollows are all different in shapes and forms, some don’t even have limbs in the traditional sense. But they all have masks, some, like the Menos thingies, have little more than that, just black void. And when they rip it off, they become arrancar. More intelligent, more human in shape and form….”
She kept thinking about that a little more, as she stopped investigating the remnants, and instead sat down next to Ann. There really wasn’t a need to keep standing, not in their respective positions. And for once, it seemed like she might even have a nice, constructive conversation, after those annoying topics were over.
“Maybe it is a shell. A cocoon. At first, a hollow loses his sanity, then his heart, which becomes the mask. And then, if it regains enough semblance of sanity and strength, it can rip the mask off again. That either means they finally get rid of their heart fully, aside from those few remnants. Or they get it back, in a way. Like, the protective shell is no longer needed, the craze mostly over. Sure, some arrancar are still nuts, and most went to the evil overlord academy, but they come closer to their former selves again, don’t they. The act of no longer using that beast inside as a convenient excuse and facing the world in the form they had before again.
But then again, maybe I am just romanticising things a bit here. As said, most arrancar out there wouldn’t think twice about killing me, right? That’s the nature of this fight, this was. But it still must be pretty nice to have someone important enough to you to do that. I wish I had someone like that.”
Post by ANNELIESE FAUST on Feb 26, 2014 20:49:23 GMT -5
Her fingers smoothly and gingerly glided along the surface of her mask remnants. It wasn't discomforting in the least, but it tingled a sensation she'd never experienced touching it herself. The way Naomi described the dynamic of the transition into a Hollow and then into a Arrancar was very poetic. She pondered over the analogy and alluding of a hollow mask representing a protective shell. It was something to give thought too, since it seemed to uncannily mirror Ann's own experiences. "It'd be nice to think of it as such, but still its something to think of. I could have easily become a Shinigami as I did a Hollow. Fate-she is quite fickle huh?" In a sense one would think Anneliese had drawn the short stick in her human life, but there were some who'd say becoming a Hollow perhaps reflected the rage she had from her death and loss.
She'd been a kind woman, but kindness was the dark side of cruelness.
"You don't?" Well she was still young so it wasn't a shocker. Maybe she did but didn't simply realize it yet. Luccio for so long had been Ann's own anchor to life, but now that mantle had shifted onto Nabill. He was the other half of her soul and she his. Her Godking still held a high position in her heart, but over the long time it had faded as his kingdom grew. Anneliese looked up, thinking if h'd never became the GodKing would she still have considered him her life? It was a unique thought, but ifs weren't particularly her thing to muse over. She would never know. "One day someone will show up and you'll want to give them your everything. That day you'll see how scary it is to have someone like that." Her message seemed to have a lingering darkness about it, but it was simply truth. When you have a person that important you'd betray your heart to make their dream a realization.
So even an arrancar herself did not really know it. That was interesting, but also a little bit sad. But then again, maybe it was just the nature of the beast, metaphorical speaking. If their reasoning really was broken during the hollow stage, it would be hard to grasp things like this. Either way, though, it was rather obviously not the case for each and every arrancar, likely not even the majority. Otherwise, they would not have this kind of conflict…
Nao violently shook her head for a moment, trying to banish these thoughts. They really were no good at all, now were they? There was nothing either of them could do about all this, aside from wishful thinking and hoping that this war would be settled without one another’s total annihilation. After all, past wars had been like that. There was no reason to believe this one was different. She did not reply a single world to the part about fate, though, simply because there was nothing to say. At least nothing that would not have sounded stupid in one way or another. Instead, she rather focused on the other part, planting her hands on the roof beside her and leaning back a bit.
“Hah, is this moving towards actual girl-talk? It kinda gets me melancholic, actually. I had some ‘friends’ who would drag me into this back in the academy, but well, I never really had much to tell in that regard, so I guess they got bored. Maybe I will really find a person like that one day, but until then, I reserve the right to not like most people much. Though I cannot imagine myself getting into such a frenzy over someone, but then again, maybe I should try to not be outdone by someone with a hole in their chest. Oh wait, not all of you have it there, right? Sorry if I just assumed things. But yeah, I sure hope I will get to experience this feeling eventually, this love you speak of.”
Post by ANNELIESE FAUST on Feb 27, 2014 18:47:49 GMT -5
Laughing at Naomi's remark about not being out done by someone with a hole in their chest, Anneliese propped herself up. Naomi not interesting? Anneliese thought she was a fairly amusing girl, perhaps she didn't click with them particular people. The more likely thought was they didn't see the person she could see. Even better she thought, not having any relationships that'd ground her even further to Soul Society made Anneliese happy in some aspects, though it wasn't a good reason to be. She was a selfish person, but Ann was quite find with that. Patting the dust off of her she jumped down, hovering above the soon to end festival. Ann extended her hand to Naomi.
"Well then. Would you dance with me?"
Anneliese's fair face was lit by the moons silver light as she smiled offering her open hand to Naomi. The music had come to a stop and silence enveloped the air. It was maybe a bit too late, but dancing now would still be fun. It'd leave the Segunda with a parting gift so to speak because she couldn't quite stay here forever, even if she would like to remain just a bit longer. Duties would claim her time, the responsibilities shouldered onto her. She wasn't sure if Naomi would dance to her, given how embarrassed she could get and the fact that the silence would only serve to strengthen her discomposure. "Not a ball room, but how many can say they danced in the sky beside the moon?" Not quite a true statement, but it was poetic.
“Dance?” Naomi blinked at her strange acquaintance. That one came straight out of left field, didn’t it? In fact, it kind of had a negative rhyme to it, given that the music had just stopped. Just because they sort of existed outside of this sphere did not mean they would have to go out of their way to be weird.
But that wasn’t really the reason why she had gotten defensive, inched just a little bit away from Ann. No, that was rooted in that blush that had been ignited anew, along with the fact that she did not trust her dancing too much. Sure, she had learned it, as a child from a noble house, but she had not joined any active banquets or the like in years. Rusty was not even close to how she felt about this.
But still, seeing an arrancar of all people stand there, invite her, with such a clear and gentle expression….how could she just ignore that? How could she deny without a reason? Nao sighed. “Just a warning to you, I haven’t danced with anyone in ages. Also, I am only instructed in mixed pairs, so I guess you will have to lead as well. If it’s a dance with a lead, anyway,” she almost complained, but the grasped the hand offered to her, allowing the other to help her up.
“And I guess anyone in an open air festival like that could say that, Ann-Li.”
And yes, she had just introduced a nickname there. Because why not? She was already taking the hand of someone who should be her enemy, so what did it matter anymore? Actually, since she was accepting this situation a bit more by doing so, a smile crept upon her face. Despite everything, she could not deny having fun. The blush persisted, though.
Post by ANNELIESE FAUST on Mar 1, 2014 12:25:27 GMT -5
A spark electrified Ann's body as their hands touched. It was as if a connection had been created and finally they bridged the gap between themselves to form a real friendship. It was faint, but Ann thought she had truly came across someone who was destined to be close to her, a friend that she'd protect no matter what. "Ann-li? Thats a first, but I like it Nao."Anneliese's gentle expression never left her face as she pulled Naomi into her. They were so close they could feel the breath of one another as Ann begin to sway slowly to a soundless song. She tiptoed along an invisible ballroom floor with Naomi nestled in her grasp. Looking own she could see the pink flush of Naomi's face, it was quite adorable she thought as she begin to move into a rhythm.
"It appears as if I'm coercing you."
From this perspective it really did look as if Anneliese was trying to swoon her younger friend, but Ann wouldn't quite call what she felt a romantically love. It was more like a sister she adored. Even now the Segunda couldn't figure out why she adored this Shinigami so, but she didn't care too much. After all she was the type of woman who gave her all for the people she loved. Rich eyes of exquisite gold peered into deep ocean blue pools. It was quite the setting if she said so herself. Down below were multi colored lights that glowed in the darkness. Their floor was the air and spotlight the radiant moon that shown down upon them. Why couldn't Nabill be this romantic she thought as she moved her feet while guiding her partner. Naomi was so cute, Anneliese wanted to tease her some more. Just a tad bit. A giggle escaped her momentarily before she regained her composure.
"Are you... Falling for me Naomi?"
Asking in a low voice that that'd turn bitter fruit sweet she squeezed her shoulders whilst bringing her even closer. She could feel her warmth, the softness and shape of her body. It was quite a seductive moment, but what she was more interested in was seeing a flustered Naomi. It was worth it to come to the human world. Just to experience moments like this she use have while being alive as a human. Though she herself did not recall, it was all very nostalgic.
Okay, now that was weird. Well, maybe it wasn’t, and only felt slightly so, due to her not having done things like this in quite a while. No, no, she did not know this kind dance at all. Was it European? It surely did not fit the place, the people down there had made some entirely different steps, although the closeness was the same, mostly. And that part was entirely different from what she had learned at home.
Yet, that did not exactly feel bad. Quite to the contrary, being so close to someone was a tad bit awkward, yes, but it was also so nice, warm and cosy. It reminded her of some days long past, when she had been allowed to be a normal kid desiring hugs and the like. Since then, she had lacked this warmth. Fully ignoring the irony of this being caused by an arrancar, Nao allowed herself to be lead proficiently. It was no difficult dance, so she could get the gist of it easily, feeling quite a bit lighter just by doing all this. That did not weaken her blush at all, of course, even though one could see her level of being content right away. Well, that and her embarrassment as well, although most interestingly, she did not really appear as flustered as she was. Simply because she was kind of mesmerized by that woman’s eyes right then. Everything inside her wanted to look away when she was asked something like that, everything but that small, vocal part telling her to hold steady.
And for some reason, she kid of managed to do so, even though she got redder all the while. “I do not know. How does it feel; to fall for someone? I really don’t know, haven’t really done that so far. But I have to say that I kind of like you more than I should, most certainly. Though given the sides in this conflict, that doesn’t say too much. I also tend to say ‘I’ too much, I think, but don’t worry about that. I….One has to admit, though, this is rather nice.” Saying that, she fully accepted the closeness and kept the eye-lock on, enjoying it some more.
Post by ANNELIESE FAUST on Mar 1, 2014 19:59:42 GMT -5
The red in Naomi face was spreading as they both casually moved hand in hand, admiring each other. Naomi really was adorable, Anneliese wanted to take the girl, shrink her and pocket her within her bosom, but that was well not possible. "Your so innocent Naomi. Your the only Shinigami I need to like me so don't worry over such things." Soothing Naomi with her sweet words Anneliese continued to dance into the night, uninterrupted by the outside world not privy to their secret moment. The Espada continued leading her partner with swift, contained movements executed with a grace even ballerina's lacked. It'd have to end soon, but for now she wanted to remain as so.
The only shinigami she needed? That was an odd statement, wasn’t it? Sure, Nao did notice that this was some sort of compliment, but her face did show puzzlement for just a few seconds, as she pondered about it. And odd thing to say, coming from an odd arrancar, at an odd day to meet. The day of the dead was ending, and two people who, for some definitions, were already dead, spent it dancing, enjoying a tune no one could hear. Each of those parts was so cheesy and messy, but together, it was surprisingly enjoyable. And given how brisk their meets usually were, Naomi did not waste any more time thinking or even inquiring. Instead, she simply danced on with the other for as long as they could, only to be left even more puzzled afterwards.
But that wasn’t too bad. Not like anyone ever cared about a simple shinigami guarding a relatively small city like this. It was kind of her exile, so she had a lot of time to think about things.