[BSD-Rank] Rankings and Requests

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護廷十三隊
Application: Shirogane Kuchiki

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Sorry Shirogane Kuchiki
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Maybe next time!


You did well in your first round, so much so that the Captains decided they wanted to see more from you. However, after analyzing your fight they have reached the conclusion that your skills are better suited for a middle to higher seated rank, and aren’t quite up to par of what is expected from our Captains, yet. Therefore you will remain as Shirogane Kuchiki, Third Seat of the Sixth Division. Fortunately, the circumstances of your posts have displayed an appropriate enough skill to warrant you Bankai. However, You are permitted to only have unlocked it recently, and are currently allowed to be at the level of Renji during the Ryoka Invasion. This means that you will require intense training through roleplay before you can claim a mastery over your Bankai. If you have any questions or concerns regarding your performance, please feel free to contact any of the Captains, as well as the Captain Commander, privately. You did well and remained steadfast in your test, and displayed a close commitment to the personality and thought process of your character. You are free to make any necessary adjustments to your bio, then post into the proper thread and join us!
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護廷十三隊
Application: Yamato Jikizu

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The Captains have reviewed your scenario and reached their verdict...
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Congratulations Yamato! You advance to the next round!

Your post has demonstrated enough of your roleplay ability to advance you to the second portion of the Captaincy Application. As of now, you are to advance to the combat portion of the test. Report to the Valley of screams by clicking the portal below.

There you will begin the first post against your opponent Captain Higen Kagayaki. This fight will take place in-character, and be canon to the Group’s overall story. This means any actions you take may potentially have in-story consequences. Should you fail, it will become in character knowledge that Yamato attempted and failed to become a Captain. There will be no time limit, but the amount of time you take between posts may factor into the Captain Council’s final evaluation. It is highly encouraged that you showcase the majority of your abilities, including Bankai. That said, you are free to use any means, and take any action, you deem necessary. The fight can be stopped at any point, but is permitted to continue up until the brink of death of either party.
Show ‘em your fangs!
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護廷十三隊
Application: Yū Nakamoto

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A team of Shinigami had been dispatched to defend the World of the Living from an attack by an unknown Arrancar. Amidst the battle, this Arrancar escaped back into Hueco Mundo, forcing the shinigami to also retreat. Upon return, they began to experience excruciating pain and were submitted into medical ward for treatment, only to discover that they had been put under the effects of a menacing curse. Although it slowly decays the victim from within, any attempt to heal them not only spreads the curse to random people in the vicinity but also inflicts damage upon them that is twice that of the original carrier. In addition, the degeneration process seems to hasten, more aggressively seeking out the death of its victims. This discovery was not without consequence, however, signified by the first attempts to heal said curse that resulted in the “infection” of even more innocents. This emergency was enough to call in the best medic they had on hand, Yū Nakamoto, one of the few great healers remaining after the loss of Captain Camilla Kuchiki several centuries ago. The staff on hand filled him in on the curse itself, creating a dilemma. Healing one person will cause an innocent person to be infected, or even Yu himself. Such a task having no clear path to follow left many of the more inexperienced healers unable to do anything but watch as their comrades slowly corroded before them.
H-Help M- Me..
The Shinigami laid helplessly on one of the many stretchers inside of the infirmary, pleading for his life with little to no understanding of what saving him meant for everyone else in the room. His hand extended outward, grasping for those around him. Each person that created the small crowd backed away as if avoiding a leper, the curse spreading along the surface of the Shinigami’s skin in the form of burns and boils. To a trained medical eye, it was easy to deduce that it was getting progressively worse, limiting the time the man had left. Suddenly, a group of well dressed men burst through the medical bay doors, creating an uproar. They explain that this dying shinigami is of house Kasumiōji and must be saved immediately or there would be grave consequences. The nurses try and explain to them the situation, but they care little for the lives of any others in the vicinity, believing those of noble souls are above any other. This created even more conflict. Who should be spared? Who should be saved? Rather easily, Yū could relieve the Shinigami of being on his deathbed, at the expense of himself another, or the lot of them. How would one dedicated to the savior of others leave a comrade to die, or choose between which of his companions he’d wanted to live?
As if things weren’t dire enough, It is then brought to Yū’s attention that this man is the only person that not only knows the Arrancar’s whereabouts, but his dastardly plans as well. Without treatment, there’s no way he’ll be able to speak enough words to give them the details. On each side of him his fellow division members yelled and shouted their opinions and concerns. Those more empathetic towards the lives of others pleaded for him to be left alone so that the curse may wither and die. Meanwhile, those with a deep respect for the noble ways and little concern for the life of a commoner pleaded that his life be saved, even at their own expense. Yū was being pulled a thousand ways at once, and forced to make a decision quickly before the decision was made for him. How much did the approval and respect of his comrades mean to him? More than his life, or someone else’s? There was little time to think, and even less time to act, with no one else who could assist in this moment.
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Regardless of the bruises, boils, blisters, and burns that tainted his once tanned skin, she hugged his lifeless body tight, crying out to someone– something; Some type of higher being to bring her lover back to her. She wailed and sobbed until a nurse rushed over and grabbed her shoulder suddenly.
”Please miss, we don’t know if this infection is contagious through physical contact as well, so we ask you don’t make contact wi–”
”LIKE I CARE?!”
the woman shouted, tears and snot alike oozing down her cheeks, startling the amateur nurse. ”WHAT TYPE OF HOSPITAL DOESN’T TREAT THEIR OWN PATIENTS? CURSE OR NO CURSE, YOU’RE RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS! YOU’RE THE REASON MY BOYFRIEND’S DEAD! THERE IS BLOOD ON YOUR HANDS!” the female Shinigami cried out. Her rallying cry was heard throughout the infirmary, causing those who believed this true to chant in unison as if readying for war. In fact, if one was to walk in the room now, they would assume a battle was prepared to break out any minute. Arguments over the outcome of this curse and cries for their already lost loved ones filled the room in absolute chaos– how was he supposed to come to a conclusion in this atmosphere?!
In the center of the lobby floor stood Yū, looking down upon him.
”So, he’s the one?” Yū whispered to the nurse beside him. The nurse nodded and as if on cue, the infected Shinigami abruptly coughed, blood staining his Shihakushō and whatever of his bare chest was exposed.
”Don’t just stand there– don’t you see he’s getting weaker?! Please! Do tradition and good virtue mean anything to you, Doctor?!” a Shinigami cried out; no doubt, he was of house Kasumiōji. Shouts of agreement followed his declaration– no doubt, these guys were all of house Kasumiōji.
”Help me take him inside the operating room. I got the head, you grab the legs. Just make sure to avoid direct contact with the skin,” Yū commanded of the nurse beside him. Crouching down, both of them took hold of the stretcher on opposite ends and began their arduous journey. He wasn’t heavy in any way– no, he wasn’t the stressful part at all. It was the crowd. Their desperate pleas for help rang in the pair’s ears as they made their way out the lobby and down the hall to the operating room.
”PLEASE, DON’T SAVE HIM DOCTOR! YOU'RE PLAYING WITH FIRE! I’M NOT READY TO DIE! N-NONE OF US ARE!” one common Shinigami pleaded as the doors closed behind them.
”NO MATTER! Your life means little to us anyway. It would be an HONOR for you to give your life to the Kasumiōji! REMEMBER THAT!” one of the nobles cried out.
”WHAT DID YOU SAY, YOU LITTLE––!” he roared before interrupted by a brutal punch to the jaw. A small fight had broken out between the pair, cueing the remaining nurses to scurry over in an attempt to break it up. But, there were more pressing matters at hand than the egos of men, or… of dead men.After making it to the operation room and a swift preparation of their necessary tools, the two stood on opposite ends of the operating table. ”Are you really going to do it, Yūna?” the nurse asked of him, snapping her gloves on. By this point the infected Shinigami had lost consciousness but was still visibly breathing; It was clear they didn’t have much time left.
Yū was silent. What was the young angel thinking? He had never found himself in a situation like this: a dilemma in which doing nothing might actually just be the right answer was infuriating to him. How could he just allow this man to die without the liberty of at least trying? Maybe, stabilizing him would work– it wasn’t exactly healing but Yū didn’t exactly know the fine print of this wicked curse. It could unknowingly trigger something to grow at twice the rate this infection in him or worse… the nurse before him, another innocent, or in his exaggerated anxiety-filled mind: the entire medical bay. ’Ten minutes ago, the man in front of us was okay. Seven minutes ago, five have died,’ he calculated. No, the risk was far too great and the curse would spread too fast. It had varied past the point of prediction and was far too wild to tame.
”Yūna…?” the nurse called out again.
’But if we do treat him, we could get some answers. He’s very likely our only chance at eliminating the one who is causing all this and if they’re left alone... what’s stopping them from just infecting the next shinigami they meet in combat and having us repeat this situation all over again? They need to be dealt with… and the sooner, the better,” he pondered, staring vacantly at the unconscious Shinigami’s eyes.
”YŪNA! HE’S STOPPED BREATHING!” the nurse exclaimed. Gasping deeply, the blonde was snapped back into reality and he had to act fast. The nurse having already placed her hands firmly on the Shinigami’s chest, she turned to the blonde for confirmation as he still had the authority. The two locked eyes for a few moments before she broke the silence. ”On your order, I’ll begin reiryoku transfer…” she declared, nodding once firmly.
Seconds passed…
”Stop... ” Yū commanded.
”We’re just going to...” the nurse uttered in disbelief. Another moment passed before she got the confirmation she had been inquiring about since the beginning.
”Let him… pass,” Yū whimpered, struggling to even say the word “die.” It had gone against every belief of his, but this had to end now. The young angel didn’t want to imagine another person afflicted with this condition, didn't want to imagine being put in the same predicament again to weigh the options if a person's life was even worth it. Just the thought of it made him sick.
Shinigami know the risk they take when they engage in combat, no matter how powerful the enemy is. Yes, it is a job they take, a duty they must fulfill, but they are all fully aware their occupation doesn't come without risk. While Yū's job is to handle the post-loss results, he too is aware of the risk Shinigami must take. But, that same risk shouldn't be applied to innocents. The nurses that lived and worked tirelessly in the relief station, dedicating their afterlives to be of service for others... they didn't deserve it. The ones who clutched their loved ones, the same ones who put their lives on the line willingly... they didn't deserve it. So, he couldn't subject them to that possibility... and he wouldn't allow it.
Slowly, the nurse removed her hands from the, now dead, Shinigami’s chest. Silence filled the room, broken by the cries outside in the lobby; It sounded as if a full riot broke out. For a few more moments the two laid silent until…
”I should… go tell them the news,” the nurse muttered. It was clear she was unhappy about the decision but she dreaded even more the reactions she would receive in the hospital lobby. Wordlessly, the nurse left the room, closing the door behind her.
Yū’s hair shrouded his darkened face. He hadn’t moved a single inch since his decree. The man before him had lost his life… and it was Yū’s fault. How would Seireitei’s Angel face them now? How would he be able to even live with himself? He could hear the nurse dragging her feet as she entered the lobby, but not what she was saying– not that he needed to anyway. Their reaction was enough. The already ear-splitting screams grew exponentially louder, the voices of the Kasumiōji dominating the pack.
”CURSE YOU, NAKAMOTO! YOU’LL PAY FOR THIS, USELESS FUCKING WEASEL!”
Finally, he would move. Snapping his gloves off, Yū would drop to his knees, clutching onto the cold hand of his patient. Tears that were building ever since the nurse’s departure had debuted in full force as they washed down his cheeks. Clenching his teeth, he gripped the hand tighter as he struggled to catch his own breath. ”Please… please, please, please,” the boy muttered over and over to himself.
”P-please… please f-forgive me. Please… p-please understand,” he struggled to whisper between strained whimpers.
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護廷十三隊
Application: Yū Nakamoto

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The Captains have reviewed your scenario and reached their verdict...
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Congratulations Yū! You advance to the next round!

Your post has demonstrated enough of your roleplay ability to advance you to the second portion of the Captaincy Application. As of now, you are to advance to the combat portion of the test. Report to the Valley of screams by clicking the portal below.

There you will begin the first post against your opponent Captain Kyomu Mukuro. This fight will take place in-character, and be canon to the Group’s overall story. This means any actions you take may potentially have in-story consequences. Should you fail, it will become in character knowledge that Yū attempted and failed to become a Captain. There will be no time limit, but the amount of time you take between posts may factor into the Captain Council’s final evaluation. It is highly encouraged that you showcase the majority of your abilities, including Bankai. That said, you are free to use any means, and take any action, you deem necessary. The fight can be stopped at any point, but is permitted to continue up until the brink of death of either party.
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This should be one to watch!
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