Post by Ezzy on Aug 12, 2015 19:19:57 GMT -5
Ezreal jumped around happily as he used his tails to kick up the sands of his realm. He loved this place more than anything when he was alone. Slowly stopping as he watched all the sand slowly descend back to the ground. His right hand slowly rose to his mouth as he chewed on his index finger wondering what he could build today. His left hand tapped his side as the sands began to swirl into the air as he thought of different ideas to build. His left eye was the same deep sky blue while his right was kept hidden behind the black cloth. His ears twitched calmly as he kept some of his attention on the surrounding area. While he could just seal off the area he was playing in with a high grade Spiritual barrier he enjoyed not being all about safety when he was having fun. Even right now he was breaking the rules he was given due to the fact he left without permission and was out at night no less. His whole body seemed to light up as he jumped around finally having an idea for his play time.
Both of his hands slammed to the sand as the area before him roughly one-hundred meters across and away from him began to shift into a large arena of sand as different sand people rose and began to move around setting up camps on both sides of the area. Ezreal himself rose up on a sand pillar as he looked down at the groups, one was made of white sand while the other was black sand. ”Greetings sand people, today we fight in Hueco mundo for the … for the … I forgot but anyways FIGHT!!!” Following his stuttered yet playful tone was a much more commanding one as the soldiers each got swords and other close range weapons and began to fight each other. The truly odd part was rather then bleeding sand when they had been cut each soldier had the red liquid much like humans. Ezreal himself laughed faintly as he swayed back and forth on his pillar watching his creation’s kill one another. ”The power to be the best sand build in the world, none can beat my creations ha-ha, well except me.” Ezreal rose to stand strait up before lifting one hand to form a Bala that kept growing until it was thirty meters from side to side. A playful battle cry, or shout as it sounded like before he tossed the orb and caused a large explosion of sand and blood.
As the sand began to settle the area was just a large creator as Ezreal jumped around happily at his work. He could never keep something in one piece when he built it. While he enjoyed the destruction he had cause his mind began to use his power to build something new from the aftermath. Sand walls began to rise and slowly transformed into stones of dark grays and blacks, small areas opened as metal bars formed to seal them from the outside. Beyond the ten foot walls a large outdoor garden began to form, lush oak trees took root as green grass began to dot the ground below. A path of white stones formed toward a half finished castle as stone fountains joined the inner sanctum. The castle itself was made of white stones, while each room was filled with bright colors Ezreal resumed his dance outside the walls until it finished the highest tower and he turned around almost dropping his jaw to the ground if he could. His nine tails shot around happily as he ran to go play in the castle. His wooden shoes clattered lightly across the path as he stopped at the fountains and jumped into the first splashing water everywhere as he played around slapping the water that fell from above or shacking his body to dry himself poorly.
Total word count: 656
GP gain: 13.12
GP total: 13.12