FrankaI watch your unbalanced figure skate across the room, so out of sync, so strange within the ordinary maroon carpeted classroom. Your appearance is so rugged and disorientated, a sly smile etched deep into the scarring tissues of your mouth, the macabre and demeaning look in your blood-ridden eyes, a manifestation of colossal fear and longing drowning within each tear. You take the only seat available, beside me; your short dishevelled hair shedding bright colours as you slump down on the teal chair. You don't even bother to look up, digging the dirt out of your short and broken fingernails; kicking your feet to an inaudible tune. The strong stench on your hunter green hoodie, a peculiar odour similar to poison is almost numbing, like a painkiller driving ferociously down my bony spine. Flinching at any sudden movement, you begin to scrape your claw like fingers across the ink imprinted wooden table, chipping several more of your soil incrusted nails and leaving a thin trail of dark, buFranka by KazokuBae
The Faux Plan - Part 10The Faux Plan - Part 10 by KazokuBae
A yellow hue of light flowed out of Inoue's turquoise clips, revealing two small brightly coloured spirits. Ayame bowed her head to Inoue in respect, her pale pink and oversized attire swaying around her arms and an enormous scarlet coloured headpiece hung over her dark hair, holding her firmly in midair. She held her hands tightly with Shun'ō, another fairy who had royal vermillion and gold garments and pale mint coloured wings. Together, they flew to Ichigo, enveloping him in a sand coloured shield of power. The normal joy the fairies had in their faces had disappeared as they watched Ichigo's lifeless body. They both looked to Inoue and she nodded, placing her slender hands on the surface of the shield and gently uttering soft words of incantation.
Controlling all her over flowing emotion, she concentrated hard on healing the boy in front of her, the boy she had loved all her life, the boy that was defeated by the only other person she had ever
The Faux Plan - Part 9The Faux Plan - Part 9 by KazokuBae
Ichigo looked back at the door in excitement, almost as if he had wished for Ulquiorra to walk through. Inoue on the other hand stood in horror, as if she had foreseen Ichigo's dreadful fate as Ulquiorra began to walk into the heavy spirit powered room.
'She's always been mine. I'm taking back what you stole from me.' Ichigo said with confidence, still holding Inoue in his loving embrace.
Inoue struggled to set herself free, knowing of the consequences that would take place if Ichigo was to move even an inch forward. Ulquiorra spotted her expression and walked closer to Ichigo, his overpowering aura standing just before Ichigo's pale face. His face, unlike Ichigo's, was not that of understanding, hope or even confidence, but that of misunderstanding and rage; seeping through his veins and making prominent bulges of skin on the surface of his arms. As Ichigo prepared to make Ulquiorra even more jealous, with Inoue firmly in his grasp, he edged forward to peck her once again, however thi
The Faux Plan - Part 8The Faux Plan - Part 8 by KazokuBae
The night gradually grew darker, but the echoing of footsteps around Las Noches grew intense with each second. The Espada were on the move and this was obvious to tell. Grimmjow, Ulquiorra, Urahara and Ichigo stood waiting. For death? For victory? For hope? A shadow began to immerge from the distance, edging closer and closer to them, slowly walking forward as to create more intensity. A foot stepped out of the darkness, light blonde hair and two crooked teeth visible as he stepped forward; his lilac eyes glimmering with a child's innocence and his child like body co-ordinating with this feature. His freckles were clear under his unfocused eyes and his dumbfounded expression made it harder to believe he was an Arrancar.
'Weh,' he muttered as he walked towards the group, looking as disinterested in them as possible.
Grimmjow and Ulquiorra shot him a shocked expression, both exchanging looks of anguish as the small boy gazed at his surroundings, almost bewildered by every bland shade of
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Favourite style of art: Detailed drawing and shading
Favourite cartoon character: Grimmjow, Ulquiorra and Kakashi
Personal Quote: "Take what you can .. Give nothin' back" - POTC <3