Break Time [The carnival is a magical place. In the worlds they visit, Zangetsu is perfectly invisible to all but the spiritually sensitive, and the carnival workers themselves. But on the carnival ground, he sticks out just like a sore thumb. Or, well, he would. But he’s hardly the weirdest looking creature around. Just your average, every day, completely white teenager.
A teenager who seems to have raided the cookhouse of all it’s raw meat. He’s sound asleep on one of the many carnival games that he’s probably supposed to be running, surrounded by food scraps and chewed bones. A godawful huge sword leans against the counter.
If you want to play the game, or if you’re here to try and get him to move, you’re going to have to wake him up, first.]
Riddle Game [”Riddles are stupid.” “Treasure chests are stupid!” “The Ringmaster is STUPID!.” These are all phrases you may hear being uttered in a strangely reverberating voice, alongside a loud metallic banging sound.
Yes, someone has used up all his guesses on this bit of treasure, and now he’s trying to strongarm his way into the chest. It’s not working. Zangetsu whacks away at the chest using his sword with all his might, using enough force to push the chest down into the earth. But for all his strength, it doesn’t even leave a scratch. He unleashes a flurry of strikes so fast that they can’t even be seen… but after the dust clears, the box remains untouched.
Mocking him.]
RRrrrrrrRRRRRRRaaagh!! You’re really startin’ to piss me off, you damn box.
[he flips backwards and holds out his hand, pointing with two fingers at the box. With a whirring sound, a red ball of light forms at the tips of his claws]
Wild Card [Other ideas? Hit me up! Zangetsu is a fighty, wild sword spirit]
Zangetsu (White) - Bleach
[The carnival is a magical place. In the worlds they visit, Zangetsu is perfectly invisible to all but the spiritually sensitive, and the carnival workers themselves. But on the carnival ground, he sticks out just like a sore thumb. Or, well, he would. But he’s hardly the weirdest looking creature around. Just your average, every day, completely white teenager.
A teenager who seems to have raided the cookhouse of all it’s raw meat. He’s sound asleep on one of the many carnival games that he’s probably supposed to be running, surrounded by food scraps and chewed bones. A godawful huge sword leans against the counter.
If you want to play the game, or if you’re here to try and get him to move, you’re going to have to wake him up, first.]
Riddle Game
[”Riddles are stupid.” “Treasure chests are stupid!” “The Ringmaster is STUPID!.” These are all phrases you may hear being uttered in a strangely reverberating voice, alongside a loud metallic banging sound.
Yes, someone has used up all his guesses on this bit of treasure, and now he’s trying to strongarm his way into the chest. It’s not working. Zangetsu whacks away at the chest using his sword with all his might, using enough force to push the chest down into the earth. But for all his strength, it doesn’t even leave a scratch. He unleashes a flurry of strikes so fast that they can’t even be seen… but after the dust clears, the box remains untouched.
Mocking him.]
RRrrrrrrRRRRRRRaaagh!! You’re really startin’ to piss me off, you damn box.
[he flips backwards and holds out his hand, pointing with two fingers at the box. With a whirring sound, a red ball of light forms at the tips of his claws]
Wild Card
[Other ideas? Hit me up! Zangetsu is a fighty, wild sword spirit]