Board Thread:World-wide RP/@comment-25687356-20170817224259/@comment-24714922-20170818061600

Michirama’s sensing technique allowed him to sense everything, but also absolutely nothing at the same time. The mere concept of trying to get his head around pure and absolute nothingness as well as everything at the same time was excruciating, he couldn’t help but feel like his entire mind was preparing to shatter. He deactivated the sensing technique entirely in order to at least quieten his mind from what he was sensing, where ever they were, something was very, very wrong.

As the figure final emerged from the crater, whose light still spewed high into the sky, winds began to creep over them, a chilling cold that left the hairs on Michirama’s skin prickling. On closer inspection, the figure resembled the boy he’d once met in the Ramen store, it had been that boy’s birthday and they got into a small quarrel after Michirama had been called Tomato had, but whoever that had been had gone so far to show him a bingo book, but then … why was he here? Judging by Kideme’s expression she knew him, and why had stepped out from such a blinding light.

However, before Michirama could continue his thoughts he was interrupted by a horrifying noise, a noise so loud, so piercing, so soul shaking that it eventually drove Michirama to his knees. And then came the dark silence.All around him was darkness, and no matter how hard he tried he could hear nothing. The silence was unbearable, he was shaking, sweating, his entire being felt like it was being shattered, everything about him seemed to be unraveling, his sanity, his morals, whatever was happening it was driving Michirama … MAD.

And then it ended, after five minutes of being driven mad by a silence so thick it was like honey, Michirama could finally collect whatever was left of himself, enough to look up and see the figure of Tiatsu which was now being taken over almost entirely with red while the area around his heart and mind remained blue. The simple of Yin and Yang hovered above his head and to one side, a Gavel with its platform and on the other side, the large black beast he had seen before all this happened.







But what did it mean? The beast? The Gavel and the symbol of … “Balance” he managed to mutter loud enough for those around him to hear. Michirama managed to prop himself up, still resting on one knee due to his mind reeling from the onslaught “Try not to fight it. If it’s a spirit or something of the sort then we won’t be able to touch it … Just … Relax” He would take a moment now to actually look around at the place, taking note now of the surprising tranquility he had missed before “I don’t think being aggressive here is going to help us out very much” He would finally manage to stand up on his own two feet, albeit still a bit rattled “You might be right … It might be testing us, notice that when Shien made the aggressive stance is when we all got screwed up and it went red. I think … and I hope I’m right, but I think we need to stay calm” His purple, ripple patterned eyes would be locked on the figures before them, waiting … for anything.