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George Of The Jungle Meets Trailer Park Genius.

"My Precious."

The severe consequences of under-age drinking. Brought to you by the United States Navy. lol

[B][U][COLOR="Black"]Gatorade, Is It In You?[/COLOR][/U][/B]

[COLOR="Black"]Cain looked closely into the Panthers eyes. Seeing if it truly had a soul. "In the shadow, darkness shall rule..." He saw as if the panther understood him. "I'm neither master nor owner nor are we partners. We shall be one." - Maste-- I mean we are one..." - The Panther opened itself for him. Cain Jumped up to the cockpit without another word. The Panther turned to the hanger door and roared. "Come uno, guideremo." (**Like one, we will guide**)[/COLOR] [COLOR="Red"]Nanashi looked upon his mech. The Bear looked into his eyes and knew that only evil awaited. "Only strength will decide the king or the horse." The Bear leaned to him and roared. Nanashi jumped onto his muzzle and knelt down. "But with great strength must come great speed." The Bear shook violently, but to no avail. The Bear looked with fear and admiration. - You are the King as I am your horse. - It opened the cockpit. As Nanashi went inside the feel of unease from the Bear was gone. "Move..."[/COLOR]

Name: Nanashi De Morte Age: 23 Personality: Cold and Quiet, not one to mess with, he won't hesitate to knock some one out or kill them just for bugging him. Appearance:See attachment Good/Bad: Bad Mech: Bear Other: His mech is a reflection of him. Large with enormous strength; dangerous and territorial with personal space.

Name: Cain Exodus Age: 22 Personality: He comes off cold, he is quiet and reserved only saying things when it is most important. No one knows alot about him because he is not close to any one in the base and seems to like it that way being one to stay in the corner and listen not bringing attention to him self except for the true fact that he is a tacticians genius. Apperance: See attachment Good/Bad: Good Mech: Panther Other: He is known as the base shadow, he is hardly seen and never heard, silent and precise he keeps to himself and doesn't seem to like attention.

Name: Scuro Priest Rank: member if squad 9 Appearence: [URL="http://photobucket.com/mediadetail/?media=http%3A%2F%2Fi176.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fw174%2FMSpisak02%2FWhite%2520Anime%2520Boys%2FWolf.jpg&searchTerm=white%20wolf&pageOffset=19"]Clicky[/URL] Personality: Quiet and reserved he is not one to be messed with. Loves a good fight and is told by others that he boarders insanity. Alliance: Soul Society Bio: Born into a high ranking house he was supposed to be a captian at an early year, but his dislike for his father made him give the position to Akemi. He has a great deal of respect for her as a captian being the only woman in her squad and she handles them all at once along with their critisisim. Like Akemi he was trained under Zaraki Kenpachi and is known to be somewhat like him. Him and Akemi are quite good friends though not many know this. Zanpakuto: Name- Nerezza Appearence- It grows in length and the handle becomes pure black, spreads and engulfs his arm, the blade becomes black as well. The blade in the form of a scyths blade. The bade can become detachable and dissapperes into a small vortex of darkness it reapperes near the enemy. The blade can also be used in close comabt as well. Command words- Remove their souls, Death to all Abilities- He can pull the souls from his eneimes and throw them into in an illision of hell driveing them mad, he can control darkness, open vortexs and travle to places he has already been in an instant.

[COLOR="DarkRed"]Human- Name: Malvagite Age: 24 Sex: Male Apperance: [URL="http://photobucket.com/mediadetail/?media=http%3A%2F%2Fi167.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fu149%2FThee_Flame_prince%2FShadowWarriorcopy.jpg&searchTerm=anime%20%20guy&pageOffset=7"]Click[/URL] Wolf- Apperance:[URL="http://photobucket.com/mediadetail/?media=http%3A%2F%2Fi187.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fx245%2FJazzy_loves_gaara%2FEvilWolf.jpg&searchTerm=white%20wolf&pageOffset=9"]Click[/URL] Founder Clan: Darcia Personality/Bio: Given a bad rep just for being born from the Darcia Clan he is crule and cold hearted. Most never see any other side of him but that. His clan rutheless he fought his way to the top until he became Alpha to them when like so many other clans his was uprooted and spread about the country. Most is not really known about him or his clan being to them selves has left mystery to them but he now travles alone to a city where he feels inclined to go by some unnatrual force, hopeing that he will be able to find some clan and followes. [/COLOR]

Taking a deep breath Nanshi moved smoothly toward the docking bay and watched as Mycella boarded the airship, she had improved since the last time he had seen her and felt a small sense of pride in her though he didn't show it at all. He looked as the others began to board the plane one by one and decided that it was in his best interest that he board as well before someone tried to speak with him. He climbed aboard and saw Mycella sitting in the back and cursed her silently. The general poked him in the shoulder and spoke in his ear. "Leaders are to sit in the back and moniter the others. Mycella is in her seat. Your next to her." Nodding he made his way back there but let the others know in his own way that he would have prefered to sit alone and not be bothered with anyone else. She looked up at him and rolled her eyes looking away as he sat with his arms crossed. She heaved a sigh making it sound as if she was as unhappy about the arangment but he caught her looking back at him out of the corner of her eye and groaned inwardly and closed his eyes ignoring all else around him but his own thoughts.

Everyone started to feel a cold chill flow through their hearts as if someone had frozen their souls. At first they didn't notice but when they did, they didn't realize what it was. They started to look around the rooms they were in. The one's that were out of the meeting room rushed in. Marcus looked around aimlessly. "What is it? I'm not the only one who feels this, right? Like... Like-" "Like all the happiness left your heart and soul..." Cella spoke with an expression of anxiousness. "He's here..." The back corner started to mist over as if the light was running away. The darkness seemed to fill the corner til it was no longer visible. The darkness seemed as if flowing through the air like water. As everyone stared at the swirling mass of darkness, a shadowy figure stepped forth. As everyone laid eyes on the figure their cold chills turned to ice. As the figure fully stepped out of the shadow they could see an evil tattoo glowing bright on his back. The tattoo was that of the Grim Reaper, the angel of death; for this figure was Nanashi de Morte...the one that everyone was dreading to see again. His name meant 'No name of death" for he was seen as death itself. The man was in a dark hooded cloak, nothing could be seen beneath its hood except for a single glowing dark red eye. He slowly removed the cloak revealing a weather beaten but fierce man; he looked around at everyone and slowly spoke with a deep chilling voice. "It was once said that within the shadow fear was born." No one could speak, it was if their bodies were frozen in time. Mycella looked pale as he looked on her, she had grown since the last time he had seen her and she seemed to be in more control. "N-nanashi...welcome back. How was your time away from here?" He spoke a single word, and said it with a cold smile. "Dark."

[COLOR="Blue"][B][I]This is to Ushima. No offence man, but cant you think of a different power than one already being used?[/I][/B][/COLOR] Name: Nanashi de Morte Codename: Ombro Age: 25 Appearance: [URL="http://www.animecubed.com/galleries/wog3/Valor%20The%20Evil%20Eye.jpg.shtml"]http://www.animecubed.com/galleries/wog3/Valor%20The%20Evil%20Eye.jpg.shtml[/URL] Personality: Quiet yet sadistic. Weapon(s): 2 are in picture. One 7 ft shadow longsword. Shadow gloves. Power: Shadow/darkness. You shall see.

Nanashi looked at her and shook his head. "Lead the way..." He spoke in a calm deep voice. He looked toward the sky and began to think to himself. "Am i doing the right thing? Why do i feel i should trust this human... Is she... she is different..." He looked back at her. "Well? Let us go..."

As Nanashi walked passed the barn, he could hear voices coming from inside. It sounded to him like the male and female were flurting. He laughed and kept walking. He was looking around to learn what these.... humans wanted from life. He found them to be most confusing. "Can I help you?" A voice came from behind him. He turn slightly to look and found a man in a suit. Nanashi shook his head. "Then what are you doing here?!" Nanashi put a fingure to his lips. That pissed the man off. The man drew his gun and aimed. "Down on your knees!" Nanashi turned back and walked away. He felt the bullet pass through his shoulder as the man fired. Nanashi turned and reached in his pocket. The man fired again, piercing his chest. Nanashi stumbled and removed his I.D. from his pocket and showed the man. "Oh God... I'm sorry sir..." He said sarcastically. "I dont care if they accepted you! I hate your kind! You will die anyway!" The man tried to fire but relized Nanashi had disappeared. Nanashi appeared behind the man and knocked him out. Nanashi began to walk passed the female as she came out of the barn. Blood poured from his shoulder and chest, but he walked as if it wasn't. His pride was too strong.