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fandomhigh2007-06-07 01:32 am
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Building a Better Fighter [Week 4, Period 5]; Thursday 06/07
Heyyyy, Kenpachi wasn't looking nearly as battered and bandaged up as he usually did when he came lumbering into the Danger Shop. He, however, did not see this is a good thing. HAnds behind his back, Yachiru on his shoulder, he paced in front of the students as he talked.
"Weapons," he said. "Nothing more than a tool, like a fork, a wrench, a pulley. I've noticed that many of you use weapons; I, myself, have a sword." At this point, Kenpachi reached behind him; the rough, broken edges of his long katana scratched against the scabbard as he pulled it out, the brittle teeth making sounds not unlike fingernails down a chalkboard. He grinned maliciously as he held it out in front of him, took a moment to run his tongue along the jagged edge, savouring the taste of blood for a moment. "Most warriors will tell you how important it is to maintain your weapon, how important it is to maintain a relationship with a weapon. That the warrior and the weapon are one whole, that they share a bond, that together they can fight to be stronger."
With a dramatic shout that would definitely wake up anyone who'd been dozing off, he jammed the sword into the floor of the Danger Shop's faux dojo. The thin weapon waggled back and forth from the release of pressure as he left it there. "I say that's rubbish. I prefer to use a sword not because I feel a special connection with it. You can see that I don't even take care of my sword. But it still cuts. That's the important part. It is a tool to assist us. As long as it does its job, that's all that matters."
"Now." With a grunt, Kenpachi pulled the sword back out of the floor and rested it on his shoulder. His other one, not the one with Yachiru on it. "Today, we're going to talk. Disagree with me? Fine. Whatever. Agree with me? Good. And after the discussion has hopefully gotten us riled up...we're going to play. After the discussion, there is a ridiculous amount of any weapon imaginable that you can play with. Try something new; see how other tools work. If you're used to a sword, pick up a boomerang. If you're used to a gun, which, might I add, is a weapon I loathe more than anything else, try an axe. Try a freakin' spoon, for all I care. Just try something different. There are practise dummies to work against. Or, if you're feeling really bold..." Kenpachi flashed them all his trademark grin of insanity. "I offer myself as someone to try your new tools on."
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"Weapons," he said. "Nothing more than a tool, like a fork, a wrench, a pulley. I've noticed that many of you use weapons; I, myself, have a sword." At this point, Kenpachi reached behind him; the rough, broken edges of his long katana scratched against the scabbard as he pulled it out, the brittle teeth making sounds not unlike fingernails down a chalkboard. He grinned maliciously as he held it out in front of him, took a moment to run his tongue along the jagged edge, savouring the taste of blood for a moment. "Most warriors will tell you how important it is to maintain your weapon, how important it is to maintain a relationship with a weapon. That the warrior and the weapon are one whole, that they share a bond, that together they can fight to be stronger."
With a dramatic shout that would definitely wake up anyone who'd been dozing off, he jammed the sword into the floor of the Danger Shop's faux dojo. The thin weapon waggled back and forth from the release of pressure as he left it there. "I say that's rubbish. I prefer to use a sword not because I feel a special connection with it. You can see that I don't even take care of my sword. But it still cuts. That's the important part. It is a tool to assist us. As long as it does its job, that's all that matters."
"Now." With a grunt, Kenpachi pulled the sword back out of the floor and rested it on his shoulder. His other one, not the one with Yachiru on it. "Today, we're going to talk. Disagree with me? Fine. Whatever. Agree with me? Good. And after the discussion has hopefully gotten us riled up...we're going to play. After the discussion, there is a ridiculous amount of any weapon imaginable that you can play with. Try something new; see how other tools work. If you're used to a sword, pick up a boomerang. If you're used to a gun, which, might I add, is a weapon I loathe more than anything else, try an axe. Try a freakin' spoon, for all I care. Just try something different. There are practise dummies to work against. Or, if you're feeling really bold..." Kenpachi flashed them all his trademark grin of insanity. "I offer myself as someone to try your new tools on."
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OOC -- 06/07
At Victoria's Secret.
I now hope you are all picturing Kenpachi trying to sell you sexy lingerie.
My mind is an evil one.
Re: OOC -- 06/07
You are evil.
Re: OOC -- 06/07
Well, now I am. Thanks.
... did I ever tell you just how evil you are? ;)
Re: OOC -- 06/07
For which we love you!
*picks up brain out of the bucket where it oozed at the mental image*
Re: OOC -- 06/07
Re: OOC -- 06/07
*puts iPod in the new Goatse skin and cranks The Ghettobillies*
Re: OOC -- 06/07
Sorry I was only able to ping in late ;-; Got pulled into a dinner date with a pirate XD
Re: OOC -- 06/07
Dinner? Was it...KFC? *shameless use of icon*