All these curses, all these changes~ Switching bodies, swiching powers, switching souls~

And alas, I sit here alone, enjoying the spoils of my conquest.


Bravo City, continue to be as you are.

You will all be mine soon~



|| Private to Arrancar (minus Nell) and other nasties of the city ||  Unhackable || Cursed

All this scurrying about laws and rules and punishment and justice. Pathetic. Mayhaps we should do something about it.

/Private

[OOC: Sanda's enjoying his brand new body, that he had Fakir make by tapping into and using the power of Sakura's feathers and his own to form a perfect permanent form for him. Happy Angel is happy, and now wants to take the city as his next step. Villans unite?]