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*eager yipping*
Hm? No, Gorehound, today you need not goad me into antagonic paroxysm. And take off those obnoxious sunglasses, Beast.
*questioning whine*
The accessory is utterly tasteless, you Monster. As for Mr. Hero, he is doing his job. He makes himself useful. There. Praise and cheer.
*whine and sigh*
You want more. Yes, as is your wont, Gorehound. Very well. Look, then. That is Kyouka Suigetsu in Kurosaki's hand. As he continues to charge his Combined Energy Attack, Sousuke-Bug's blade will be consumed. Baka-sama engaged it as the baking pan for the Ouken; now it becomes ingredient of the cocktail that will detonate his dream to shards. The mirror breaks, the water evaporates, the pretend flower and Moon are no more to be seen. The dream of a Dark Lord dies. *tightens fists* A Dark Dream dies, Beast, a Hero's Nightmare is broken, it passes at the end of the night, burnt away by the Sunfire. For such is the will of the Dark ourselves! DO YOU SEE WHAT WE HAVE WROUGHT!
*questioning grumble*
*sigh* There is Mr. Hero, Kurosaki Ichigo, bearing the Dark Beastly visage of one of us. Cero, signature Dark attack, our endless hunger weaponized: the reiatsu predator consuming all and spewing it back to devastate all. Kurosaki melds it with his own Final Strike Forbidden Technique. Mugetsu. The Moonless Night. The hour of pride and power for a nocturnal predator: the Dark Moon of the Hunters. No more false reflections on the water's surface: the Dark closes the curtain on that performance! *wry laughter* A Hero shrouded in the Dark, with his Dark Side engaged, sacrifices his power to the Dark, to finish off a Dark Lord held down by a Dark Warrior. DO YOU SEE OUR DEED!
*ecstatic yipping*
It is a Dark Triumph after all, yes. A Darkest Feast. Oh it will most definitely be that, given the price! The Dark, set aflame by the Dark! A Dark funeral pyre to cleanse the taint of a Dark Lord who did not satisfy us. You will FEED, Gorehound, YOU WILL FEED!
*storm of yipping ensues, then tapers off to a whine*
Hmm? Why do I not share in your mirth, Beast? Well, for one, my mind still harbors glorious visions of Baka-sama as the Dark Lord he could've been... you know, if he'd kept to the List. *sigh* And then there is Kurosaki. He may look like one of us, but he isn't. *raises hand* Don't quote me the omens, Beast. At this moment, Kurosaki is as much illusion without substance as any of Baka-sama's pretentious hocus-pocus. *snort* In fact, he is just another of Baka-sama's tools used against its forger. Just like milord Ulquiorra. That was the common ground for their Enemy Mine arrangement. *sigh* I am tired, Gorehound. You can live on scraps. I yearn for more... so much more...
Hm? No, Gorehound, today you need not goad me into antagonic paroxysm. And take off those obnoxious sunglasses, Beast.
*questioning whine*
The accessory is utterly tasteless, you Monster. As for Mr. Hero, he is doing his job. He makes himself useful. There. Praise and cheer.
*whine and sigh*
You want more. Yes, as is your wont, Gorehound. Very well. Look, then. That is Kyouka Suigetsu in Kurosaki's hand. As he continues to charge his Combined Energy Attack, Sousuke-Bug's blade will be consumed. Baka-sama engaged it as the baking pan for the Ouken; now it becomes ingredient of the cocktail that will detonate his dream to shards. The mirror breaks, the water evaporates, the pretend flower and Moon are no more to be seen. The dream of a Dark Lord dies. *tightens fists* A Dark Dream dies, Beast, a Hero's Nightmare is broken, it passes at the end of the night, burnt away by the Sunfire. For such is the will of the Dark ourselves! DO YOU SEE WHAT WE HAVE WROUGHT!
*questioning grumble*
*sigh* There is Mr. Hero, Kurosaki Ichigo, bearing the Dark Beastly visage of one of us. Cero, signature Dark attack, our endless hunger weaponized: the reiatsu predator consuming all and spewing it back to devastate all. Kurosaki melds it with his own Final Strike Forbidden Technique. Mugetsu. The Moonless Night. The hour of pride and power for a nocturnal predator: the Dark Moon of the Hunters. No more false reflections on the water's surface: the Dark closes the curtain on that performance! *wry laughter* A Hero shrouded in the Dark, with his Dark Side engaged, sacrifices his power to the Dark, to finish off a Dark Lord held down by a Dark Warrior. DO YOU SEE OUR DEED!
*ecstatic yipping*
It is a Dark Triumph after all, yes. A Darkest Feast. Oh it will most definitely be that, given the price! The Dark, set aflame by the Dark! A Dark funeral pyre to cleanse the taint of a Dark Lord who did not satisfy us. You will FEED, Gorehound, YOU WILL FEED!
*storm of yipping ensues, then tapers off to a whine*
Hmm? Why do I not share in your mirth, Beast? Well, for one, my mind still harbors glorious visions of Baka-sama as the Dark Lord he could've been... you know, if he'd kept to the List. *sigh* And then there is Kurosaki. He may look like one of us, but he isn't. *raises hand* Don't quote me the omens, Beast. At this moment, Kurosaki is as much illusion without substance as any of Baka-sama's pretentious hocus-pocus. *snort* In fact, he is just another of Baka-sama's tools used against its forger. Just like milord Ulquiorra. That was the common ground for their Enemy Mine arrangement. *sigh* I am tired, Gorehound. You can live on scraps. I yearn for more... so much more...