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 Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2012 7:21 pm
[ м α ¢ H ι z σ K α т σ u ]
[ 卐 ]GOD KING OF HUECO MUNDO[ 卐 ]
Like Alucard had done, Machizo made himself comfortable. A nice rock vaguely shaped like a chair would do. It was a few feet above the ground, so Machizo sonidoed up to the thing. Whoosh, and suddenly he was lounging back, with his left leg raised up upon the knee of his right. " You must feel so grand up here Alucard... Sitting atop o throne of stone. Nothing but the sand to answer your calls, and the wind to seethe complaints in your ear. Ooh, what fun. Fun. Fun. " Machizo would intone. It was his turn to be sarcastic after all. If alucard would be sarcastic, so would he. A little repartee of words, thrown around like blades.
When Alucard shot that damned cero, only for it to be blocked by damn balance, Machizo raised an eyebrow. So violent, uncontrolled. There was a wildness about alucard. Something no man would be able to tame. He was a hopeless wreck of a beast, trying to cope with the civility of his human body and the sanguinary desire of a beastly instinct. Oh what sort of hell was that? When dust rose to cover the three men, Machizo closed his eyes, sending out feelers of pequisa. His reiatsu sense was top notch, and neither of the two men were trying to hide their own. After all, a man had to be sure there were no sneak attacks in the middle of a dusty enclosure. " Oh Alucard! I can't see your handsome face anymore! Oh what will I do? " " You won't find another place quite like it. Hueco Mundo. "
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2012 8:51 pm
ђє кภ๏ฬร ץ๏ย'гє ђєгє. ђยﻮђєร, คlยςคг๔
г๏ﻮยє คггคภςคг  Though Hughes was a bit surprised by the other Arrancar's effective use of a couple of Balas to counterbalance his Cero, he didn't show it in his expression. In fact, his expression seemed to be rather bored, though no one could really see it what with all the damned dust in the way. Really, what was with all this damned sand? Hughes still wondered, even after the countless years he had been wandering the desolate lands of Hueco Mundo. It had been a question he always asked himself. Who thought sand would ever be a good idea? he would constantly ask himself as he wandered.
Before the sand could settle, Hughes's voice seemed to call out in a bored tone, saying "Ya' know I can't feel grand anywhere, Machizo, or have ya' not been payin' attention to our conversation? Wouldn't surprise me if ya' weren't....and I don't really mind the wind. Much more sociable companion than you, at the very least." Then Hughes seemed to wait a moment before speaking again, possibly to allow Machizo to absorb the subtle insults Hughes shot at him. After the moment passed, Hughes called out in that same bored tone of his, though this time it had that same sarcastic inflection as before, "Well, ya' could always start by feelin' thankful that I can't see yer ugly mug right now. I mean, really, Machizo, I'm embarrassed for ya'."
But, before anybody or anything could respond again, Hughes suddenly fired another black Cero in the direction of the other Arrancar again, thus causing the dust to mostly clear up. At least enough so that the three would be able to mostly see each other again. However, since he couldn't actually see the other Arrancar and wasn't relying on a pequisa to sense out the Arrancar's location, his Cero shot missed by half an inch above the Arrancar's left shoulder.
And if anybody were to have looked at Hughes at this point, they'd see something that could make even some of the hardiest of Shinigami and Hollows quake with fear. It was a look Hughes had, a look in his eyes. A wildness that would possibly unnerve the onlooker(s) and want them to look away for fear of angering the beast with such a deadly gaze, but an intelligence that would demand the onlooker'(s') attention. The look said "I refuse to be weighed down by anyone or anything, and damn anybody that tries."
...but, buried deep under it, deep, deep, deep down to the point where almost no one could see it was a longing...a longing for friendship maybe? Or perhaps it was a longing for something else? It was like a dusty, withered and dying black rose. Something that commanded a deadly and wild beauty about itself, but held a sensitive side within that no one, not even itself, knew it had. Perhaps this is what drives him to do mad things? And to kill things. A longing he can't quite place, nor quite figure out how to fill, so, he fills it with the best thing available; Fighting and killing. But, then, that begs the question: What would happen if he were ever able to figure out what that longing was? Would he be no longer driven to do mad things? To kill things? Or would his countless years of constantly killing things cause it to be so ingrained into his skin that he knew of nothing else he could do? One can only imagine at this point.ђє ςคภ ร๓єll ץ๏ยг Ŧєคг Mood: Bored
Ressureccion State: Sealed
Physical State: 100% | Healthy
Reiatsu State: 100%
Location: Desert of Hueco Mundo
Thoughts: Bleh, Machizo has ruined my appetite. I'll let this bastard Arrancar go after a little while.
Current Theme: Fight to the Death
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2012 9:45 pm
Kuroi Kichiku
Rouge Arrancar
Reiatsu ????/???? "Why fight and die.... He tried to pay attention to the conversation but was getting rather bored at them both. HE didn't care who they were, they were just another bother to him. He looked up, or at least what he thought was up, and wondered why they stopped talking. Just then, he felt the beastly arrancar fire another cero. He felt he would be safe so he didn't move. It missed hitting him by just an inch, but caught he cloak he was wearing and blew it off him. it fell to the ground on fire, burning in the bleak sand. As the rest of the sand cleared, he looked at the other two arrancar, his appearance visible for the first time. "-Sigh- Now look at what you did you dumb beast. It's just like an animal to go thrashing about and attacking things blindly. Was there even a point to that? Now my cloak is ruined and you've pissed me off. hat's not easily done. What do you plan to do about this?" He asked him, his voice stern and bold. He was sincerely pissed at him. He stood there, looking down the tall arrancar he referred to as an animal. When you could relax and live"
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2012 12:07 pm
 Detore Sheilmonte The Sword of Zero Cero Espada Several large reitsu sinatures could be felt off in the distance where the Cero espada sat. One of which he could feel as plain as day and knew like the back of his hand, but the other two he didn't recognize nor did he care about. The one he was more interested in was his leader's. The reitsu was exciting and made a thick black aura seeth from every pore on his body. "A strong opponent huh. Well atleast two of them for sure." Detore let out with a loud cackle. After he regained his composure he vanished in a over the top loud sonido.
Shortly after he dissapeared he reappeared only to see a large cloud of dust and his king sitting in a throne like rock. He bore a smile and clutched his blade causing it to almost wale in exitement. He slowly approached his king and stood at his side. His gaze never leaving the cloud of dust."Sir, how long has this little spif been going on and who are these two that are fighting?"  State: healthy Zanpakuto: sealed Location: Campo de Locure
Reaitsu: 10% Thoughts: HMMMM Theme:
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2012 11:16 am
[ м α ¢ H ι z σ K α т σ u ]
[ 卐 ]GOD KING OF HUECO MUNDO[ 卐 ]
Machizo watched the cero spear out, clearing out the sand and dust in the air. The man's cero were always black, devoid of any color, any personality, any flash. Machizo's eyes didn't waver for a second as the stranger was revealed to be another rouge. Kuroi Kichiku, if he remembered correctly. A damned bore of an arrancar who wouldn't have been welcome in Hueco Mundo, even if he brought Alucard's head to Machizo's boots. He was to dull, to sublime. No interesting features about him.
Machizo looked sidelong at his arriving espada. One of the " Sellswords " Alucard was so set on making look bad. MAchizo's scarred face creased into a light smirk. More of a sneer, but it all looked ugly on his ******** up mug. The Cero asked a question. So melancholy. " How quaint of you to join us, Sheilmonte. " Machizo said, teasing the espada lightly. He reclined deeper into the throne, before swinging his legs up and over the left arm rest, and laying his head on the right. " Ohh, hell if I know. I just wanted to talk with Alucard for a while. But lo and behold, the b*****d has already invited a guest. I'm sidelined. " Machizo made a face, puckering is bottom lip in mock disappointment. " So now I'm just watching these two pork it out. Mind to join me, Cero ? " Machizo went so far as to venture, inviting his espada to join him. It was a day to relax, might as well watch the two men rip each other to shreds, no? It's all in good fun anyhow, and Machizo's feelings wouldn't get hurt to see either of them gone for good. " You won't find another place quite like it. Hueco Mundo. "
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2012 3:34 pm
ђє кภ๏ฬร ץ๏ย'гє ђєгє. ђยﻮђєร, คlยςคг๔
г๏ﻮยє คггคภςคг Hughes then sighed exasperatedly upon hearing all the insults directed at him. Flicking the fingers on his right hand off of his head, possibly another sign of exasperation, but more than likely not, Hughes then retorted to the insults directed at him by saying "What, is it 'Pick-On-Alucard Day' or somethin' and I didn' get the memo? And Machizo..." to which he would then face towards the direction of Machizo and gesture with his left arm as his right, which still held his zanpakutou, and finish his sentence with "...though my face may look like a pup with abuse problems, at least it doesn't look like I had a fight with a blender and lost. What'd'ya' do, offend the poor b*****d by sayin' it couldn't even blend butter?"
However, in all the fuss, Hughes nearly failed to sense the reiatsu of the Cero Espada, sensing it so poorly that he only recognized that there was another among the group of three. But, once he had looked toward Machizo, he realized who exactly it was. Hughes's face then grew an even larger sneer than before, his lips moving to voice the words "Oh, it's just Sheilmonte, Sellsword Numero Uno." and for all the world it seemed like he was ignoring this "Kuroi Kichiku" character again. Was Hughes trying to piss everyone off? It seemed like it. Oft, it seemed that Hughes reveled in his ability to piss everyone off, no matter how thick-skinned they were.ђє ςคภ ร๓єll ץ๏ยг Ŧєคг Mood: Bored
Ressureccion State: Sealed
Physical State: 100% | Healthy
Reiatsu State: 100%
Location: Desert of Hueco Mundo
Thoughts: Oh, joy. More annoyances. What the hell is Sheilmonte doing here?
Current Theme: Fight to the Death
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2012 1:50 pm
(Sealed) кυяσι кι¢нιкυ
яσυgє αяяαη¢αя
яєιαтѕυ ????/????
нєαℓтн: ????/????
мσσ∂: Annoyed
яєѕѕυяє¢¢ιση: ????
ℓσ¢αтιση: ????
тнσυgнтѕ: ???? "ωну ƒιgнт αη∂ ∂ιє...   Kuroi was really getting irritated that he kept getting ignored by this anma he was being attacked by. HE looked over to the "King" feeling another energy right before he was joined by one of his dogs. Kuroi didn't understand why anyone would want to work for someone, let alone be told what to do by them. He was a traveler and he was alone. That was all he needed this life, if you could call it that.
After thinking about it for a minuted he vanished instantly, reappearing a few feet from the so called king and his guard dog without a sound. He moved so fast that his sonido didn't even make a sound that could be heard, unless said person had super sonic hearing. "Now tell me, are you the king here because you have the innate ability to mock people? I mean, is that all you are good at, or do you actually have something to back up your meaningless title?" He asked insultingly. He really hated all authority figures and this guy was no different.
He turned his head towards the animal that was called Alucard and wondered just what he was. "Now there's you, an animal who doesn't seem to be able to do anything but destroy. You ask if it's "Pick-On"Alucard Day", but your bashing everyone as well. If this is what is considered an arrancar, and an espada, you can leave me out of it." He said turning away from them all.
After all this he figured one of the three fools would have something to say but didn't really care what it was. He started walking off, not interested in any of the brutes he had been around. ...ωнєη уσυ ¢συℓ∂ яєℓαχ αη∂ ℓινє."
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Posted: Wed Dec 12, 2012 4:44 pm
Detore Sheilmonte The Sword of Zero Cero Espada  Detore gave the group a slightly more sadistic grin. A grin that a psychopath would give before he killed his victim after several hours of torture. To hear that rouge insult the kings power made him happy in a strange way. The espada knew that Machizo could easily kill him in ten seconds flat. This was a looming though despite Sheilmonte being the most loyal soldier in the kings army of shinigami, hollow hybrids. He cocked his head at the sight of the dog standing on the ground. "Ah Alucard, how long has it been since i last saw your mangy hound face? Its been far too long hasn't it?" He laughed lightly and picked up on the kings light hearted mocking tone. "But Machizo if you weren't sidelined we would be able to see this liitle fight between a mut and a lazy wannabe. Now would we?" He shrugged his shoulders and looked at his king with a light playful frown. "Besides now I want a turn to kill someone. I feel like im getting rusty and that doesnt bode well for anyone." he smiled again as he turned his gaze toward Kuroi. "Plus I think the rouge there is to weak to even scratch your heirro so he is leaving like a coward." The Cero Espada was smug in his words and played probably way to cocky for his own good but he could most likely hold his own and then some against the two arrancar who were fighting just moments ago. State: Healthy Zanpakuto: Sealed Location: Campo de la Locura
Reaitsu: 10% Thoughts: HMMM. I wonder how much stronger Alucard has gotten. Theme: N/A
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2012 1:57 pm
[ м α ¢ H ι z σ K α т σ u ]
[ 卐 ]GOD KING OF HUECO MUNDO[ 卐 ]
" At least I have an excuse for being ugly. " Machizo said, bringing his hand down the largest scar on his face. It ran from the top of his forehead, and curved around the bridge of his nose to cross his cheek on the same side. It was huge, and had ridges, proving it's horrid healing. " I was beautiful once. "
Kichiku tried to call him out next. And in the same way he had reacted to Alucard, Machizo dissolved into a fit of giggles. Oh, the weird in the air was palpable. " No, boy. That's just one of the many requirements. " HE didn't even try to rebuke the notion of him being weak. Hell, why brag about your strength? If Kuroi had the balls to call him out, he had better have the balls to challenge him. But no. He turned tail, and ran. So of course, Machizo was goingto call him out, alongside his Espada. " You make a joke of my power, and walk away? Who better to mock than you, little whelp?" He shouted after him, before the King's eyes focused in on his Cero.
Oh, such a good espada. He had been there for a large portion of MAchizo's rule, earning his place spot to spot. He worked the ladder like a champ, and look at the guy now, right? " If you're getting rusty, dear boy, why not sharpen the blade on Alucard. I would love to see that... " MAchizo said, egging him on. Both an insult to the Rouge, and a way to push the Cero into a fight. Ooh, this would be good. A source of entertainment, without the effort of drawing a blade. What more could a king ask for? " You won't find another place quite like it. Hueco Mundo. "
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2012 9:16 pm
(Sealed) кυяσι кι¢нιкυ
яσυgє αяяαη¢αя
яєιαтѕυ ????/????
нєαℓтн: ????/????
мσσ∂: ????
яєѕѕυяє¢¢ιση: ????
ℓσ¢αтιση: ????
тнσυgнтѕ: ???? "ωну ƒιgнт αη∂ ∂ιє... Kuroi slowly slopped and stood there, listening to the king go on. He called him weak and this made him turn around o face him. "Me weak, not at all. I just don't feel like wasting my time on you. Why should I fight when I don't have to? I have nothing to prove to you, or to anyone..." He stopped here o let his mind think it over.
He then turned to looked at the Cero espada. "You serve this king of yours, but why? what's the point of following someone?" He asked watching the two closely.
...ωнєη уσυ ¢συℓ∂ яєℓαχ αη∂ ℓινє."
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Posted: Fri Dec 14, 2012 10:01 pm
Detore Sheilmonte The Sword of Zero Cero Espada The question wasn't unexpected from the rouge but it was a bit confusing. Detore to think about something he hadn't thought about in a while. "Let me answer your question with a question of my own. What is the value of life rouge?" The cero continued to think on the question. After several short seconds he lifted his hat off of his head and adjusted his long braided hair. "You and I aren't to different. I just chose the path that offered the highest chance of living and voweled my absolute lotalty to Machizo until I die or am killed." Not that it was the rouges business but the former noble was not the type to leave a question unanswered. How long had it been since he became an espada. Six seven hundred years and ge sill looked remarkably young. "Now let me ask you. do you know the difference between and espada ranked cero through segunda and all other arrancar?" His smile grew at the thought of what his king gave him once he was of rank. He cackled like a mad man, a highpitched maniacle laugh. This is going to be exciting he thought with a large ammount of glee. I'm going to kill this little dumb a** retard in no time. His blade wailed in ecstacy at his thoughts. Machizo would likely know what was going through Sheilmonte's twisted skull. Hell his king knew him best anyways. Anyone with half a brain could see the Cero Espada was a twisted sick mental basket case when about to fight, however he regained a more docile attitude when he released. Quite a strange one he was, yes the absolute definition of an enigma. Even stranger, outside of violence he is quite possibly one of the most formal people you will meet. State: healthy Zanpakuto: sealed Location: Campo de la Locura
Reaitsu: 15% and rising slowly Thoughts: THIS JUST MIGHT BE INTERESTING!! Theme: N/A
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Posted: Sat Dec 15, 2012 6:21 am
ђє кภ๏ฬร ץ๏ย'гє ђєгє. ђยﻮђєร, คlยςคг๔
г๏ﻮยє คггคภςคг Before the Cero Espada could get anymore gleeful, Hughes Sonido'd directly in front of him, zanpakutou outstretched menacingly at Sheilmonte's chest. Though one couldn't be sure since his Hollow mask fragments covered most of his face, Hughes seemed to be greatly annoyed for some reason unknown. As Hughes spoke these next words, they seemed to come out as more of a growl than actual words, but, they were still legible. These words were "You even think of touchin' my prey, and I'll kill ya'." which he said before he stared menacingly into Sheilmonte's eyes, and Sheilmonte into his. What did Sheilmonte see in Hughes's eyes, one wonders? Perhaps insanity that would put Sheilmonte's psychopathy to shame. Perhaps nothing.
After a short pause, Hughes then said And the only reason choosin' that path for you yielded the higher chance of livin' is because you're weak and ya' need to rely on others to help ya'." with obvious contempt.
After saying these words, Hughes then pointed his zanpakutou at Machizo and said "And speakin' of rusty, how long's it been since the last YOU fought someone, Machizo? Two hundred years? Three? Freshen my memory, won't you? It has been a bit of time, after all." and the way he spoke now gave emphasis on how he varies with how he pronounces things, which, if someone would pay attention to his speaking patterns, would reveal just how much intelligence and apathy he has.
His apathy causes him to often speak in simplistic ways, like saying "ain't" or pronouncing "something" as "somethin'," or "you" as "ya'," but his intelligence causes him to speak in cryptic manners, such as the aforementioned "It's been a bit of time."
Hughes then let his zanpakutou fall to his side, though this in no way indicated he was lowering his guard. In fact, if anything, it was to lure the other two Arrancar into thinking his guard was lowered, so as to think he was easier to attack. But, Machizo, having known Hughes for a rather long time, would probably not be fooled. Sheilmonte, on the other hand, was more than likely going to be fooled, as he and Hughes have only ever interacted a few times, seeing as how Hughes hates Sheilmonte's very being. Afterward, he shouted "And you down there, Nameless Arrancar; Don't even think about leaving. I'm not done with ya' just yet." towards the rogue Arrancar of whose name he did not yet know, but kept his eyes on the two closer Arrancar.ђє ςคภ ร๓єll ץ๏ยг Ŧєคг Mood: Annoyed
Ressureccion State: Sealed
Physical State: 100% | Healthy
Reiatsu State: 100%
Location: Desert of Hueco Mundo
Thoughts: Piss off.
Current Theme: BL06 Sakkaku
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