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 Posted: Wed Jun 18, 2014 11:09 pm
Darkness fills this hall along with the dust that fills the air. Cobwebs hanging everywhere. This is the forgotten area where the dreaded Arrancar Fuerza is imprisoned. Light does not exist here. Enter at your own risk.
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Posted: Wed Jun 18, 2014 11:32 pm
 FuerzaFor far to long has he been trapped in hell. For far to long has he been detained in a prison of abuse and fear. All he desired was to serve his better. The man who he admired. Rejected, and ignored were his ambitions, his desires, his dream. Now all that remains are years of shallow bitterness and empty thinking. He who was strong enough to aid the Lord of Los Noches, shackled here. He who was given the name by those who survived his onslaughts. The Legend no longer a myth. His story falls on deaf ears, and his legacy forgotten by those who entrapped him here. One day...Revenge will be all to short.
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2014 2:33 pm
Despite being located in the deepest bowels of Las Noches' Palace, this forgotten hall would be subject to powerful tremors resulting from the birth of what would be known as the fourth-generation of Arrancars. So powerful was the energy converged into a single room to birth them that it would cause small quakes and shockwaves throughout Hueco Mundo. Being so close to the Genesis Chamber, it was no surprise that the walls of surrounding passages would be overtaken by long cracks before crumbling, half burying this section of the palace in cascades of white sand.
The prison was well-built, however, and remained standing despite being assaulted from all sides by the forces of nature, but some of its seals would begin peeling off, letting Reiatsu seep into the area. Its prisoner still could not escape, Reiatsu sealed away and path blocked by heavy doors, but, for the first time in forever, he would be able to sense the spiritual beings outside of his prison.
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2014 8:36 pm
Fuerza A bright green eye shot open in the dark. I was quickly followed by a sinister grin. "Heeeeee....Well looks like this place has gotten more lively. Wait is that? It cant be....Spiritual pressure. A massive amount. This is impossible. Something happened. Something that helps me."He said as he focused his pressure. Its immense power started to seep through the cracks at a fast rate, like air out of a balloon. "For the first time in forever Fun will rein over this hell hole!"
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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2014 7:46 pm
 『Euthymias Hyaenidae 』 Having given up the exaggerated gait, Euthymias made good time in heading down to the lower level prisons. He had received directions from increasingly powerful guards, the further down he went. Not because the powerful guards were needed to keep the prisoners in line - it was rare to find anybody that actually intimidated the Arrancar held on this level - but rather so that they could even survive the crushing amount of spiritual pressure. It was something Euthymias had gotten good at - as he couldn't sense Reiatsu himself, he had learned to judge Strength by the reactions of those around him.
He had traveled deep enough to the point where the guards were few and far between, and he was at a crossroads... hmm.... "Hey Mel, you feel anything? Which way are we supposed to go?"
[OOC: Short post, cuz I don't really know what they're supposed to be doing, besides be in the area.]
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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2014 8:25 pm
 ｕｓｅｒ: Mel Du Sable [Arrancar][Espada3] 〈ＡＲＥ ＹＯＵ ＲＥＡＤＹ?〉 ↺ⓁⓄⒶⒹ Ⓘ Ⓝ Ⓖ ↻ 〈ＳＴＡＲＴ!〉 ╠ ▇▇▇═─ oooo╔══════════════╗ oooo─═ ▇▇▇╣
➜After exiting the portal Mel shivered slightly. She had been here once before. A really long time ago when Las Noches was know for a different reason.. Mel had been kept here. In her smaller starting Arrancar form. Next to that Mel’s facial expression hardened around a cold killer smirk. She didn’t have to worry about fighting too much in Las noches this was the place keeping this second generation arrancar alive. Mel was in fact the second most powerful Arrancar in las noches. She was only the Tercera because outside Hueco Mundo she wouldn’t last long in a fight, she would have to kill them quickly before returning. Here, inside… she could have fun ….playing with the poor soul they had to keep in line. Mel’s little devil was coming out. The few small hairs on the back of her neck where standing with excitement. An almost creepy giggle could be heard escaping from her lips. The once cannibalistic plant hollow flicked her tongue out into the air much like that of the human world lizards. Mel glanced to the Espada with her before her steps fell ahead of his. “Oh, there is most certainly someone down here.. I can taste his bittersweet Reiryoku.” After finishing her statement her eyes seemed to roll back into her head for a second. Mel was a different creature, When the second generation Arrancar were made they had faults. Slight personality changes. Hollow Mel was kind, nurturing.. but now Mel cared for few, mostly herself. Mel released her zanpakuto’s sheath from her belt. She held the covered blade in her right hand. She was probably one of the few left handed fighters.
➜The depth of the prison was dark. Mel was actually amazed she could in the dark so well. In the palm of her left hand yellow reiatsu built up making a Bala. The Energy lit up the space around them. She held it. that was better. Light was much prefered with Mel. Granted she didn’t need it but still… Mel did want she wanted. “ This ‘thing’” Mel added referring to the reason the two of them were here “ seems to be a couple floors below us… we could take the stairs but… I want to break this floor…” Mel stopped looking back at the Number Two. This was normally Mel’s way of asking.. but in this case Mel didn’t give a s**t. The floor beneath them was disappearing. Taking the Bala in her left hand, she forced the sphere into the floor causing a sudden shake in the prison. The holes she left wasn’t major. She might have let on the entire floors were going but that wasn’t how Mel worked. She liked breaking things.. not breaking everything… In her mind there was a huge difference. Both of the holes were about two feet by two feet. Perfect size to jump down one at a time. With or Without him Mel was already down the rabbit hole. This espada was about one hare away from being through the looking glass.
➜The area around her was dark… blacker than the last two floors above her. It was nice… the blackness reminded her of when she didn’t have eyes at all. Things were a lot simpler then. Mel used her roots to feel vibrations. A trick Mel still used. The main reason Mel HATED shoes was because it kept her from seeing all around her. An even more horrific laughter could be heard echoing down the corridors. Now… Pyscho… or twisted? Mel continued their search... her hips swaying back and forth with sass personified. " You coming or what?" This was in fact said to Euthymias.. but the way it sounded was as if Mel was callin the other arrancar out.
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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2014 9:42 pm
『Euthymias Hyaenidae 』 Euthymias braced himself for a fall as Mel let on that she was going to smash the floor. What did happen, however, was far less dramatic. He peered down the small hole Mel had made, extending several floors below their current location. "Hm... I'm actually a bit disappointed." Shrugging, Euthymias dropped down the hole behind Mel, letting her take the lead. After all, she was the one who knew where to go.
"Ya know, that hole might be a bit of a security breach, I wonder if Cillian would -" Euthymias cut off abruptly as he heard laughter echo throughout the hallway they were now in. Seemingly enraged, he shouted down the hallway. "Hey! Laughing's MY shtick! Knock that off!"
Calming down, he turned to shrug at Mel. "Honestly, some people have no manners." Pulling a piece of a Hollow's mask seemingly out of nowhere, he began gnawing on the top of it. "So do we just wait here until Cillian tells us otherwise, or what?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2014 10:05 pm
ｕｓｅｒ: Mel Du Sable [Arrancar][Espada3] 〈ＡＲＥ ＹＯＵ ＲＥＡＤＹ?〉 ↺ⓁⓄⒶⒹ Ⓘ Ⓝ Ⓖ ↻ 〈ＳＴＡＲＴ!〉 ╠ ▇▇▇═─ oooo╔══════════════╗ oooo─═ ▇▇▇╣
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This deep in the prison it smelt dank and wet. Just how far down where they? The two had teleported in so who knows really? “It feels as if this place has been untouched for a long time. At least this area is older than I know..” Mel could feel the prisoner close but she had no idea what there were suppose to do.. keep watch? Tell him to settle down? “security breach? HA no. Not here.. we are too far down for anyone to get out of here. The thing down here must be important. I was never so unlike to have to be in these depths. I was imprisoned far… far above us.” Mel tapped the hilt of her zanpakuto on the wall, causing an echo. It wasn’t the echo Mel needed. Once stated before.. the vibration. “There is a door coming up… it’s chained shut… Whoever did these chains was skill in some form of sealing ability..” Mel’s tongue flickered again. “I can feel it’s power even though it’s ancient as ********” She stopped at it. “Okay number two… now what?” She blinked at him. The Tercera wanted to eat the thing inside but she knew she couldn’t. Mel shrugged “Stand watch?...Run up and down the halls screaming”... the hollow smirked. The running and screaming sounded fun. “ OH OH OH I KNOW, we could eat him” Her smirk shifted into a smile as her hands came together in front of her face. Her body motioning joy by jumping up and down. Mel couldn’t get eating him out of her head. She must be really hungry.
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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2014 10:27 pm
『Euthymias Hyaenidae 』 "Hm... Eating him does sound pretty tempting." Euthymias reached up to scratch at his chin, as well as wipe away the small flecks of the bone that had cracked off of the mask he was eating. "Of course, Cillian told us not to engage him."
Thinking back to the orders, Euthymias came to a realization. "But then again, we're us! He can't seriously expect us to correctly follow his orders. No, here's what I think." Euthymias grabbed Mel by the shoulders, shaking her slightly as though it would help impress the enormity of what he was about to say on her. "Cillian's a smart guy! He probably expects us to not follow orders, and is using reverse-psychology to get us to do what he wants!" Euthymias released Mel. "Well the joke's on him! Let's show him we're the best subordinates he could possibly ask for, and put this joker down!"
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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2014 10:58 pm
ｕｓｅｒ: Mel Du Sable [Arrancar][Espada3] 〈ＡＲＥ ＹＯＵ ＲＥＡＤＹ?〉 ↺ⓁⓄⒶⒹ Ⓘ Ⓝ Ⓖ ↻ 〈ＳＴＡＲＴ!〉 ╠ ▇▇▇═─ oooo╔══════════════╗ oooo─═ ▇▇▇╣
➜The sudden touch was a shocker that filled Mel with rage, but luckily she didn’t act on it. The emotion simple drained out into her foot causing it to tap until Euthymias let his grip slide of her shoulder. Mel normally didn’t like people touching her. In this cause Euthymias was proposing an idea this little hellion liked. Putting it down… or just straight up eating him. There was only one this that was in their way now… these god damn chains. Mel glowered down at the chains. They were going to drive her nuts. “So smarty pants… what about these..” She said touching them and then beginning to chew on them. They tasted just old rusty metal. Ick.. but strangely Mel couldn’t help continuing to chew on it. Pretty sure we found the psycho. That left Euthymias to be the twisted… or crazed… or both! Mel looked at the door, chain dangling from her mouth. She almost looked like a dog. “I don’t know what to doooooooooooooo” Mel sang out. She flopped to the floor criss-crossing her legs. “ Oh wah” she pouted slightly. Unsure… She didn’t want to try to smash it, the Tercera could end up hurting herself. Moved wrapped her arms around her shoulders. Her fingers touching the spinal cord like bone on her skull and neck. “I wonder if we both could break them even if we could there are soo many” Mel squinted her eyes.
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Posted: Sat Jun 28, 2014 11:14 am
Fuerza Within the darkness sat Fuerza. He was able to feel everything that was going on the floors above him. The cracks around him allowed for a small amount of sound and pressure to escape in and out. It took a while though he was able to tell that two arrancars were heading his way. A smile broke onto is face. "A visitor? After all these years? Perhaps they are coming to free me? No no. Why would the Espada free someone like me? Maybe a battle? Yes. Yes they need my abilities for a battle. Though they surely have no clue as to how I operate. All these years and they have forgotten me....Wait...How long has it been again? Maybe....No it couldnt be that long."He ambled to himself as the time passed on. He could feel them getting closer and closer. It was when they reached the door that he stopped talking to himself. He could just barely hear the two conversing outside his cell. He could even hear that strange one chewing on the chains and talking about eating him, and following fake orders. He started to chuckle. The chuckle echoed within the cell until it burst into a a psychotic sounding laugh. A laugh that could be heard when a monster claims its preys. A laugh that embodies fear. The laugh echoed into the area ready to make spines shiver.
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Posted: Sun Jun 29, 2014 12:44 am
ｕｓｅｒ: Mel Du Sable [Arrancar][Espada3] 〈ＡＲＥ ＹＯＵ ＲＥＡＤＹ?〉 ↺ⓁⓄⒶⒹ Ⓘ Ⓝ Ⓖ ↻ 〈ＳＴＡＲＴ!〉 ╠ ▇▇▇═─ oooo╔══════════════╗ oooo─═ ▇▇▇╣
➜ Mel’s eyes widen as she could hear laughter coming from behind the door and no, not the good kind. She smirked. The second generation arrancar slowly came to a stand, picking up her Zanpakuto in the process. The little devil turn her back to the door. The evil hunter like laughter filled her body with the shakes.. HA no not the fearful kind. It make her excited. Clearly whomever was inside was strong, possible.. no probably stronger than Mel.. but that never stopped her before. Not to mention she had Euthymias with her. Mel punched the wall in front of her. Using the vibration she could feel the large empty space behind it. A large room. It the arrancar where to attack she would throw him through this wall. Though it was in fact a nice wall. Mel patted it before looking over her shoulder to watch Euthymias. We’ve kept asking who is the twisted and the psycho.. well as it turns out Euthymias and herself were the twisted… sent to deal with the psycho. The maker of that laughter coming from behind this metal barrier had been there for some time. Being alone can make one go crazy. Her body felt like lightning. She hoped Euthymias would be able to do something about those damn chains.
➜ A sudden notion came over Mel. It was a weird feeling. The feeling to knock. Yes on the door. Maybe see who is home? In that moment.. she did. Reaching through the chains Mel’s knuckles rang upon the metal. The Tink tink tink sounds sent flitters of joy rippling through her skin. She loved the sounds of “tink, clink, dink and splat” her mouth motioning the words but not saying them. “ Helloooo, hello? MR.Ham steak.. are you alright? do you need anything like water, tobacco pipe, and blade to the throat?” Mel’s voice was so innocent sounding. She meant every word. This was going to become exciting. OH ho ho! Playing with the food. Her mother never told her not too, then again.. Mel never had a mother.
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Posted: Sun Jun 29, 2014 2:04 am
『Euthymias Hyaenidae 』 Euthymias stood passively, watching as Mel attempted to find a way inside, even going so far as to attempt to chew the chains. Giving up on that, she then reached through them, talking to the source of laughter on the other side. Though, for a moment, he was content to watch Mel feebly reach the being on the other side, he decided enough was enough. Drawing his twin blades, he Sonido'd forward, adding his speed to the force of his attack.
He slammed the twin blades straight into two separate chains, severing each one. "Knock knock, we're coming in!" Over and over, he slammed the blades straight forward, shattering the chains with the impossibly sharp weapons. Even the horribly inefficient method of attacking didn't slow his progress, and he soon had all the chains severed.
Reaching around Mel, he threw to door open, exposing the room within. Dropping out of his combat stance as though he hadn't just released a very powerful - presumably insane) enemy, he glanced around the room. Spotting the Arrancar inside, he did a double take, before twisting his torso back to look at Mel. "Hey, Lady Mel, did I have an evil twin or something?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 29, 2014 11:12 am
Fuerza Held in the middle of the room bay heavy chains reaching him from each corner as well as bonds keeping his hands behind his back. The laughter stopped as the door was opened. His mouth wet with saliva he tried to get up but to no avail. "So what will it be? Execution? Recruitment? I know Im not being released on good behavior. To what do I owe this visit by faux arrancars?" He said in a small attempt to insult the two. Though they had released him, his Loyalties still lie with only one man. No matter who wants to use his power he will only serve Arturo.
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Posted: Sun Jun 29, 2014 3:01 pm
ｕｓｅｒ: Mel Du Sable [Arrancar][Espada3] 〈ＡＲＥ ＹＯＵ ＲＥＡＤＹ?〉 ↺ⓁⓄⒶⒹ Ⓘ Ⓝ Ⓖ ↻ 〈ＳＴＡＲＴ!〉 ╠ ▇▇▇═─ oooo╔══════════════╗ oooo─═ ▇▇▇╣
➜Mel snickered at Eumthymias. He did look kinda like the man in the cell. But the two couldn’t be twins this man was way too old. She stepped into the room shaking her head.
Like before Mel used her yellow Bala to light up the room. “I don’t think we’re Faux. We are arrancar none the less. You should be proud, at least we were made by… someone you hold so dear..” Mel laughed she kind of knew this arrancar. She was around when he severed the one who made her. When she was living on her own, she had a high chance of becoming an arrancar anyways. It didn’t matter to her now, what’s done is done. “Your chains look heavy..” She looked at them. Mel personally had no interest in taking them off at this time. She waved her zanpakuto about like a royal scepter. “ I do think it’s execution for you my dear boy. You see, we plan on eating you.” She smirked evilly at him “It’s less death and more… join us so to speak.. I believe you know how that goes though. 'Grand Hollow Eater'..” Mel called him. It was a kind of title she had always wanted to use but could never find anyone fitting other than herself but she was too pretty to be call grand. Mel would be more like ‘The Petite Hollow Eater’ Mel rubbed her chin in awe of being call by such a name.
➜“Now my only problem is.. Do I let you fight for your life… or just eat you. As powerful as you are surely it would increase our powers a great deal… but I also have some sense of honor.” Mel began to walk back and forth through the room. In doing so Mel could have passed for being a noble woman in some of the highest of courts. The little arrancar looked to Eumthymais. “ What do you think?... Nope doesn't matter” Mel waved her hand as if to command him not to answer. She didn’t give a damn. “Questions first. Mr. Ham-steak. What is it that we might actually call you? For time has erased it from my brain.. or thinking thing.. for I doth not know what thy fellow arrancars have” Mel’s facial expressions went from serious to space case in a matter of seconds. Her eyes getting big and clueless. This was in fact normal Mel. People might think it was a way to hide how terrifying she truly was but nope. That is no reason to undermine her abilities though. “My assumptions are that you are far older than I making me the rebellious angsty teenager and Eumthymais a wee tot.” Her left hand swirled up gesturing to herself before falling to her waist, signaling the height of a toddler. All the while her light source floated about her hand.
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