fireworks_plz: (Kuukaku - You so didn't)
[Kuukaku is sitting on the edge of her hospital bed, picking at her pajamas with distaste. The buttons bother her just as much as the tacky style, not to mention that she couldn't find her normal clothes. ...Somehow this event was going to be very annoying, she just knew it.]
fireworks_plz: (Kuukaku - Want some of this?)
[Good evening, Wonderland, we hope you're having an extreme time today. We currently interrupt your possibly quiet extreme activities with AN EXTREMELY LOUD EXPLOSION THAT ERUPTS FROM THE PREPARED FIREWORKS CANNON near the gardens.

That concussion is shortly followed by EXTREME BURSTS OF BRIGHT AND EXTREMELY COLOURFUL HOMEMADE FIREWORKS in the sky.

...In the meantime Kuukaku will be on the grass on her back, with ear plugs in her ears in anticipation of the noise, nearly tapped out from the extreme amounts of reiatsu she unnecessarily used to fire her invention. She was able to resist the urge to fire the damned cannon for two days but she had spent the day preparing it for its extreme introduction.

...She'll get up when more of her strength returns.]

[Video]

Jul. 19th, 2010 07:57 am
fireworks_plz: (Kuukaku - Daybreak approaches)
[Kuukaku is sitting in the room she's taken over, an array of fireworks building materials spread across the floor around her and there's a wooden box that's top is missing but the feed doesn't show what's inside. Currently holding a newly made explosive by the wick in her teeth, Kuukaku is very carefully using what seems to be ink or paint and brushing words onto the special papers covering the explosive with her good hand and lightly steadying it with her other one.]

Rizelle, Gokudera, Ryohei, whatever...

[She pauses for a moment, brushing something else a bit more carefully onto the surface of the explosive. Once she's satisfied with it, she sets the brush down on the mat beside her and carefully takes the wick from her teeth.]

We're takin' a bit of a break. I don't want any stupid shit compromising it so we're gonna wait till this is over.

[Voice]

Jun. 1st, 2010 07:02 pm
fireworks_plz: (Kuukaku - 'the hell do you want?)
I'm lookin' for someone named Yujinn. You got a minute?



[ooc: Sorry for multiple posting. o/ Kuukaku is sort of chatty this time around.]

[Video]

May. 30th, 2010 08:40 pm
fireworks_plz: (Kuukaku - Be careful)
[Kuukaku stands at the window in one of the tea rooms, looking out as the daylight wanes outside. She would never admit it aloud but this event unnerved her a bit. The screams didn't particularly help either so against her better judgment when the nighttime activities start again, she'll just... take a walk. Not looking for the source of the noise or anything. To shut it up for good. ...Or anything.]
fireworks_plz: (Kuukaku - Danger is nothin')
[A mentally and physically younger version of Kuukaku... by one hundred years. She's standing outside in front of the in-the-works fireworks platform with one hand on her hip.]

Oi, Aniki, come check this shit out! When this is done this is going to top any fireworks display anyone's ever seen in Rukongai or the Seireitei!

[She waits for a reply from her older brother before she turns around... then noticing the strange scenery.]

...Oi. 'the hell is goin' on around here?! Aniki?
fireworks_plz: (Kuukaku - Feels like something's missing)
[Kuukaku is looking up at nothing in particular off screen, a sad look on her face and she sighs.]

No one will ever love someone like me... The head of a fallen noble family, older... Is there really no one out there for me...?
fireworks_plz: (Kuukaku - Run that by me again?)
[The video feed shows part of the large blanket that Kuukaku had set up outside, a bottle of sake and two saucers resting on a thin board to keep them upright. Kuukaku is coming back on-screen a distance away with a small chest supported by her left arm and hip, looking bored but her expression changes into one of confusion and she stops. Closer to the feed, the alien is looking at the little sake set up a little too close for her liking.]

Oi, what are you doing?

[Her expression goes from mildly confused to horrified as the alien purposefully tips over the saucers of sake, more importantly--whether intentional or not--the one meant for her older brother Kaien was spilled first onto the board.]

Y-you... You disrespectful little bastard! How dare you do that!

[From horror to rage, she watches as the alien purposely looks at her then tips over the bottle with a finger. Dropping the chest on the ground, Kuukaku runs over with her good arm pulled back, an orange aura appears around her fist as she readies a kido attack.

The moment her fist hits the ground where the alien was standing, a pillar of fire explodes up and outwards. The communicator is thrown back and lands back in the shallow snow as the video goes dark but the audio continues. Another explosion is heard over the sound as Kuukaku yells angrily.]

Come back here!!

[Action]

Mar. 1st, 2010 07:45 am
fireworks_plz: (Kuukaku - Say what you're gonna say)
[Kuukaku is sitting in a small patch of shade by a tent during a small break until the next drill, a canteen of warm water with her as she sips from it. She thought quietly to herself about the situation... It seemed people did see this event as real wartime and despite her inner protests about it, she took to being complacent and doing what she was told despite the bad conditions. Even if she did rebel, she was outnumbered by man-power and fire-power... not to mention her spiritual-based attacks refused to work when she tried them in secret.

Mid-way through another sip, she stole a glance to the part of the camp she could see, noticing that some people were fumbling around, 'newly enlisted' like she was, others that seem to have a strong aura of importance and some were... well, they were missing.

This was going to be tough... another drill was coming up soon and her prosthetic arm had additional limited movement so she'd have to compensate for it even more. That annoys her.]
fireworks_plz: (Kuukaku - Dead man walking)
[Kuukaku bites down on her smoking pipe tightly as she looks at the handful of letters she has scrunched in her hand.]

Is this one of those stupid events they mentioned about? How did these goddamn letters find me?

It looks like Ganju's writing... GANJU! If you're here and you thought this was funny, wait until I find you, you shithead! I'll make you write out your apology one hundred and fifty times and make you eat each one of them!

How dare you call me an ugly bitch! I should kick your ass!

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