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 Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2009 10:19 am
Joutei spit to the side as he cut through the sand looking dead at Kensai, "Death Dance." he said as he spun and slashed towards him. The blade let out a massive wave of spiritual energy. Joutei laughed as he then frowned seeing the dark explosion again, "Damn it Xero if the boy wants to die let him." he said as he began to twirl his blade with easy, "Plus it will get me into the hueco book." he said smirking as he clentched his sword and swong at Kensai.
Xero frowned as Joutei didn't seem like he was going to stop so he was going to have to force this upon himself to actually get serious about this. He sighed softly as he dashed forward disappearing from sight and appearing behind Joutei, "Like I always say you're not strong enough to take me." he said slashing his back before unleashing another black explosion upon Joutei. Xero frowned as he saw Joutei had disappeared yet again, the search for this Over lorde becoming a pain in Xero side, "He annoys me." he said looking at Kensai, "I know you have your pride as a hollow to keep fighting but you've got to know when to quit, you won't make it far if you just up and die out here." he said looking at him, "As Joutei called me I am Xero it's a pleasure to meet you Kensai." he said as he held out his hand towards the hollow.
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Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2009 10:37 am
Kensai just turned from him as he said that Kensai looked down at Xero's hand then looked back up at him "Good to meet you Xero i know that i could have died i felt he was stronger then me from the start but i never run but thanks for helping me" he said as he felt hollows come near.Kensai was not in the mood to play with these hollows after fighting with someone stronger then himself he did not want to waste his time with somebody weaker. Kensai looked over at the hollows as they roared and run up to him he turned back to Xero as he used his tail to grab a hollow and slam him on the ground and began to eat its head he threw the rest of its body at the other hollows behind him.
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Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2009 10:44 am
Xero just laughed as he stood there, "Seems like we should both do the same since I'm going for the third Espada spot." he said laughing, "She's like three times my strength." he said stretching a bit as he looked back at Kensai, "So what are you doing from here on out?" he questioned wondering what he was going to be doing since Xero obviously had nothing to do anymore, he didn't feel like tracking Joutei for the sole reason he was tired of messing with him and plus the gash in his back should be huge enough to last him a while so he was satisfied with that overall. He looked at Kensai, "Do you know Garganta yet?" he questioned looking at him, "Cause I feel like hanging out on earth and just in case we split up I don't want you to be stuck in that dimension." he said as he stood there waiting for a response from Kensai.
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Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2009 11:01 am
Kensai turned back to Xero "Yeah i know it i have never been to earth so this is going to be fun" he said looking back at the hollows they had gotten up and began to run back at Kensai. "Hold on Xero let me take care of these hollow first then we can go"[ he said taking out his claws as he began to rip through the hollow eatting his arm. Kensai grabed one hollow by the head and slamed it to the ground Kensai began to pound the hollow punching it over and over again untill there was nothing left but blood on his fists. Kensai licked the blood off of his hands and crushed another hollows head and eat the rest of its body he turned to Xero. "Well now that they are gone we can go so i will follow you snice i have not been there" he said getting ready to leave to earth.
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Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2009 11:11 am
Xero nodded as he looked at Kensai and shook his head when he saw him beat the hollow senselessly. Xero just looked forward opening the garganta. "We'll head to the forest first in order to get you use to the low spiritual particals on earth." he said stepping through, "Plus a high level Arrancar and low hollow will cause a rucus and we might get targeted." he said as he walked through heading to the forest on earth. It had been a while since he had gone there but it didn't really matter much since Esme was the only real reason he'd go to earth but she was no more so he had to ruff if on his own from now one making friends on the way.
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Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2009 11:27 am
Kensai turned to Xero "Ok to the forest then" he said following Xero into the garganta going to earth.
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Posted: Mon Nov 02, 2009 6:23 am
Exqzile LaLocura [- madman -]Hollows were monsters, corrupted souls doomed to forever hunt those who remain pure in a futile attempt to satiate their endless thirst and fill the bottomless holes in their hearts. It was not a pleasant thing, but it was the truth. And for some twisted reason, Exqzile was aware of this. More aware, at least, than most others of his kind that were, more often than not, but mindless predators lurking in the dark. And separated from the hunting grounds that was Earth, it this dark, unkind world of Hueco Mundo that was their home. The air always hung heavily upon its inhabitants here, thick with spirit particles and a chill so cold the pain penetrated even these monster's already unliving bones. There was no life here. Always only death. And it was an everyday beings of their kind had to face day, after day, after day. To wander across infinite deserts of pure white sand underneath these endless nights, with none but the boulders and withered trees of quartz to keep the company. To either stay here and wither away with an anguish and pain that will forever be bound to their broken souls. Or to ruthlessly attack and devour those pure human souls for all eternity, never able to fill the holes in their beings, never again to regain an identity for themselves as they just wander across the planes of reality in the after life where time did not exist. To suffer forever. And never again become... anything. They were hollow. They were nothing.
It was, as it were, the unforgiving fate of those who were forsaken like himself.
In the midst of the monochromatic desert, of the emptiness that was Muchos of Hueco Mundo, beneath the dim white glow of the lonely dimension's moon, the inhumane hollow lay there in complete and utter silence, not a sound from him, or the wind, or anything around him. Only stillness. His mask, though upon his lips was engraved the eternal grin reminiscent of the jesters of the court from an old time in the living world, portrayed a dull sadness one wouldn't normally find in creatures such as himself. Or at least, would not believe to be anything other than false, if ever so. His head hung, his shoulders remained slumped beneath the white, cloth-like cloak wrapped around his neck as his monstrously long arms pooled around him, covered in the still idly blowing sand. He could feel every grain rolling across his cold, hard skin. What his sight was unable to provide--for though his skull mask signified where his eyes were supposed to be, there were only pretense engravings in their wake--all his other senses did their best to compensate. What he could not see, he could feel, he could smell, he could hear, he could taste. What he felt was more defined than what others did, his deadened skin more sensitive to the world around him.
It's quiet again tonight, the hollow found himself thinking, carefully raising his incredibly huge hand up to the space before his eyes. Sand danced from his claws as the soundless wind blew them from his grasp, and though he could not see it, he felt its beauty as each particle of sand returned to the deserts around him. With an inward sigh, he leaned his head back and rested it against the trunk of one of the larger trees of quartz behind him. He let his head loll numbly to the side as his false eyes stared out into nothingness. Oh, how he wished he could look up into the sky and for once catch even but a glimpse of their perpetual nights. He had heard of other holllows, at rare occasions, speaking of how droll this world was. With only the endless deserts of pure white sand, and a immeasurable expanse of a starless night sky, with only that lone moon to give them its weak, unliving light. Most of the time, they would only complain. But as he was, Exqzile could only believe that the lone moon would be bright enough for he who in all his life as a hollow had never had eyes that knew anything other than this endless darkness. He just wished that, at least once, he would be able to feel the relief one normally would feel from resting their eyes for even a moment. For even though he could see only darkness, he was still seeing, and it was always a dreary, unfulfilling task. Like always.
A rustle not far away cause his deadly claws to twitch over the sand, and the hollow suddenly found himself a little more awake. He was, after all, otherwise more asleep as he lay so motionless in the middle of the desert. It was always so tedious here. And wherever he was at, the place was always enveloped by silence. Not that he could complain. However, whenever he would be "woken" by one of these subtle indications of life nearby, he could become incredibly restless. And right now was not an exception.
Not far away, from his blind sight, he felt a tiny hollow crawl across the desert sands. Slowly, he felt his long arm jerking about, as if suddenly coming to life. Another hollow in his presence? One so small, helpless, weak. He didn't really think about it when his arm began to heavily lift from the sand, grains of white rolling off his limb and cascading like water towards the ground. And insignificant. Without warning, at an incredible speed, his large hand shot down towards the little hollow and grabbed it whole. The pitiful creature truly was insignificant in his monstrous hand. He let it squirm around in his hand for a while, felt what must have been its tiny little claws trying to scratch at his hide to no avail. And that, in itself, had somehow affected him. To feel. How was it that he was hollow, that he was no longer living, and he could still feel pain, and anguish, and loneliness? It was absurd, and it infuriated him. But how was it that he could also feel such rage? And this little creature, by the way it panicked so in the larger hollow's merciless death grip, was that not fear? They were all dead, and yet they all still felt fear. It was ridiculous! All of it, utterly ridiculous! Without second thought, he crushed the smaller hollow in his hand, felt its bones crunching in his hand. It made no sound as it melted away into particles of ash drifting in the thick Hueco Mundo air, its existence ended then and there. So quick. So precise. So easy. Too easy, in fact, that though he had allowed the impulse to take over--he felt no satisfaction by it. But no, he was not one to mindlessly attack human souls. Not anymore. For whatever reason, he himself did not understand, but that was that.
When was the last time that he had risen from his idle slumber? No, he had never slept. He already knew that he would never again have the luxury of sleep. But as he lay there, motionless, it was as close enough to slumber as he could get. That moment, however, Exqzile decided that a few hundred years was enough. Lying around and not really wandering the void expanses of Hueco Mundo... it was a wonder he hadn't felt the boredom until now.
And so for the first time in decades, placing his huge claws palm down against the sand, Exqzile pushed himself up onto his feet. The force sent ripples of sand spiraling from where he now stood, and for the slightest moment, he had the distinct urge to just roar. For now, however, he suppressed it, though the violent tremble in his arms and hands was enough to signify his body's protest. However, he had to admit, this did feel nice after years and years of lying down. But some things would just have to wait. With an inward sigh, he pointed his false gaze upwards, as if staring into the sky. "Some other time," he said in a voice that, though it was strong and of definite youth, belied his ancient age. And for the first time as well in centuries, he felt a smile overcome the false, eternal grin of his mask. "Some other place." And at that, he stalked forth, the sound of bone distinct. He reached his long arm out, extending his claws towards the space before him, and quite literally ripping the fabric of reality until he could practically taste the world of the living within his grasp. Satisfaction radiated from his entire being, and as he stepped forth, his unholy hands left their mark on the burning sands beneath them. He had a feeling he wouldn't be wanting to come back here for a while, and so he left a little something until his return. From here on out, he'd be somewhere a little closer to the sensation of life that he'd already lost. Well, not for long.
To the Living World. Word Count Words: 21321 + 1514
Total Storage: 22835
>>Learned Garganta.
>>Learned Acid Touch.
Calculation: 22559 - 600 - 600
New Total Storage: 21635 Exile to Madness [- deathjest -]
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Posted: Tue Nov 03, 2009 8:32 am
As Rosuto laid there small cold tears started to roll down the side of her face, down her cheeks from each side and fell to the floor. She wanted to see her family again she didn't want to be dead she didn't want to be suck in this wasteland she wanted to be somewhere nice when she died not to be stuck here for the rest of eternity. Her mind racing with thoughts of earth, how everything sued to be. How good the days where back then and how she took life for granted, living every day as if it was nothing, but now that Rosuto has died she noticed how much she had taken for granted. She wanted to return to earth, at least for a few more days.
Rosuto sitting there with a smile on her face swearing she could feel the suns warm rays as they fall upon her face, and the sweet smell of flowers around her as if they were in blooming in the middle of spring. Rosuto opens her eyes waiting to find her self back in this awful white sand infested desert, but instead Rosuto opened her eyes to see a portal, earth through it she saw earth, but to scare to touch the portal or even go any where near it she waits and watches, shortly after some time the portal started to fade away back to nothing. After some time of wondering how she had managed to open this…rift or portal through which she managed to see earth though, Rosuto decided it was time to try and do it again. So she went back and sat down against the dark gray tree relaxing her back against it, with her eyes closed. She started to imagine earth as she did once before, and surly enough similar feeling of earth came to her with vivid sensations. She began to wonder if she would see the portal once more when she opened her eyes, and when her vivid sensations of earth were at their peak she opened her eyes to see a perfect portal to earth. There was a clear picture of her old home town, and people moving in it, the place she had imagine of earth had been linked to this portal she made.
Now that Rosuto knew she could make a portal to earth she didn’t feel too bad. She could see earth for a little bit when ever she wanted, now all she had to do was test it. Rosuto was more than sure that she could walk through the portal but was way too scared to do it her self, she was filled with “what if” thoughts, thoughts of dieing, or stepping through the portal and come in out inside out. So Rosuto came up with an idea of throwing something through the portal and see what would happen went it landed on the other side. Again relaxing with her eyes closed against her tree she managed to open up another portal to earth, once opened she grabbed a hand full o sand and tossed it into the portal. The white sand landed upon some man and he quickly turned around to see where it had come from. Looking around for the person who tossed sand at him, he looked in every direction, even right into the portal but for some reason was not capable of seeing the portal.
After Rosuto spent a few more days in the wasteland desert she decided she would step through the portal. It was time to go back and revisit where she had died.
Rosuto stood up and stuck out her arm with her hand wide open palm facing away from her. She imagined earth and before she knew it the portal had appeared. No longer needing to close her eyes to create the portal she smiled inside. Once the portal was finished establishing its self with connection to earth she looked around one last time at the desert. As she stepped through the portal every thing felt so strange, and she was temporally stunned by a bright light coming out the other side of the portal. When her eyes where focused again she looked around and saw she made it through safely. Rosuto was now in the world of the living, or better known…back on earth
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 5:34 pm
Hanging from a cliff by his three tails, Picossa looked out onto the landscape. He was disgusted by its bland, dark and unwelcoming appearance. He was starting to get bored from watching the same thing over and over; it was time for a change. Somewhere with a bit more....variety and a bit more color would be nice. Some place....like home. Oh, the majestic Gaia, the mother of all life: Earth. How I long to see your real daughter, the mysterious and tantalizing moon. Soon, I'll be back. And I'll get to paint a new kind of portrait: one of hatred and murder yet one of sorrow and dreams as well.Quote: Old count: 0 Words written: 110 New Count: 110 >>110/600 Garganta
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Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 6:16 pm
After several minutes, Picossa dropped from the cliff and landed on a ladge. Looking down, he saw various other cliffs he could use to get to the bottom. The jumps were done quickly and in succession, aided in part to his eight legs. As he made the jumps, thoughts crossed his mind. Postulate this: What if I could jump from this infinite place of despair to my old dominion, Earth and return easily? Surely, a technique like that must have come into existence after 30 scores of time. To learn it would inject a new rush of excitement in me. Quote: Old Count: 110 Words written:100 New Count:210 >> 210/600 Garganta
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 6:39 pm
Picossa came down with a muffled crash along with a mist of sand which arose from his impact. Watching each singular piece of sand come down, he admired yet hated the unity in falling together. He felt as if each one mocked him, saying that they would always have company and warmth with each other but he would be alone forever. Picossa sighed, knowing if he thrashed his tails or stomped his feet in anger, the sand would only come flying back up and mock him again and again and again. Picossa, depressed, began to roam the base of the cliff, searching for anything that would entertain him for some time.Quote: Old Count: 210 Words Written: 110 New count: 320 >> 320/600 Garganta
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Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2009 8:22 pm
Walking into Muchos with a obsessed female hollow was great! It was so much fun, I mean you get dragged along while she smiles constantly! No really, sarcasm is one of haseo's favorite pastimes. As they entered Muchos Haseo looked over to Sara. He needed her to learn this move so he could eat and there was also another reason. A long time ago Skeith (Who was formally Haseo)) had trained Mizu, a young shinigami. She was Haseo's tool and used her as he see fit, well that was what the current Haseo would have done. The old Haseo loved her and blah blah blah....anyway. Haseo planned on training her again, making her strong so he could use her! " Hey, if you can learn this move in under 30 minutes I'll give you as many kisses as you want..." He said this with a smile on his face, giving Sara the push to learn this move rather quickly.
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Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2009 9:07 pm
Sariyah smiled as she walked into Muchos with Haseo. There was no place she'd rather be. She was beside Haseo. That was good enough for her. She looked around and trusted that they were in the right place. It was just sand and sand for miles, so she wasn't sure. Which wasn't saying much. But she figured Haseo knew, so it was alright with her. She would go anywhere with him. Even if thie place seemed strange or different, as long as he was by her side she was ready for anything. "Really!?" she asked in surprise. If he was telling the truth then he would be making her one happy hollow. She nodded excitedly and began to attempt to figure out what she was doing. Which meant learning that technique.
Sariyah knew the basis of the technique, sure. It was a portal that a hollow could use to get from Hueco Mundo to Earth and vice versa. It was black and shady, and could be called up at a moment's notice by a hollow experienced with the technique. The inside was black and one had to find their way by a road made of reiatsu. She couldn't say she had ever been in a Garganta, for she never had. She was guessing what it felt like to be in one. Maybe it feels like here, with the air dense in reiatsu, she thought. She had never really even seen what a Garganta looked like in real life. The body that she now had did originally belong to someone who did know, so those faded memories were still there. But they were old and worn out and not very reliable. Where's a good starting point? she thought to herself. She was going to get this, if not just for herself then for Haseo too.
Sariyah got down to business. She closed her eyes and imagined a line forming in the air in front of her. She traced the imaginary line with her finger, and in her mind that line grew into a black portal. She imagined herself stepping into it and feeling the air inside (or lack of). She even imagined what the road of reiatsu would look like. It was almost straight, with a few bumps here and there, and maybe a couple of gaps to jump across. Because what was the fun of a perfectly straight road? She smiled, then opened her eyes and realized she hadn't done anything yet. Her face set into a look of determination, and she imagined everything going perfectly. She tapped her finger on the air and hoped that a Garganta would appear. Then she waited. And she waited. And then she waited some more. She was beginning to get a bit frustrated. What am I missing? she thought to herself. She had thought of everything, hadn't she?
No, Sariyah thought. There was one thing she hadn't thought of. And that thing, or hollow, was standing a few feet from her. Haseo, she thought fondly. She closed her eyes and imagined him doing this instead. His Garganta would work perfectly, so why couldn't she get this? I can definitely do this! she decided mentally. She closed her eyes, tapper her finger into the air, and waited. She imagined a Garganta opening up not only for her, but for Haseo too. It was like that was the magic touch. She opened her eyes to find a Garganta opening right in front of her. "Woah, I did it I did it!!!" she exclaimed, pointing to the Garganta. It closed within a few seconds, however, for she had no destination in mind for it to lead. "Did I do it in time? I did, right?" she asked breathlessly. According to her she should have only taken half the time he had set for her. But she wasn't sure. Though she was hoping she was right. Half the time would mean double the reward in her mind.Quote: Word count: 657 (only 57 words count) Learned: Garganta
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Posted: Wed Nov 18, 2009 10:36 am
Watching, Haseo sat there with a bored look on his face. The girl was boring him a bit as he had nothing to learn here, just watching the lady learn a very old technique bothered him. As she seemed to try and try and fail and fail he smirked, at least she showed determination to finish the goal she had set out for. After she was done Haseo walked over to her, looking her dead in the eyes. His gaze couldn't have been more serene or serious, it was as if it was a 60-mile death stare. But that stare turned from death to a soothing one, as he went in to give her a kiss, this one was rather long. As it was filled with passion and love, yes Haseo loved her or rather the part that was locked into him did. After the kiss he pulled back, a smile on him still. "How many do you want, or are you content with just one?" He asked, the red scarf fluttering around him from Sara.
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Posted: Wed Nov 18, 2009 1:47 pm
Sariyah didn't flinch a bit when Haseo stared at her. Or rather, stared her down. But when he started kissing her, she returned it wholeheartedly. When he pulled away she had a huge smile on her face. "I'm fine with just the one for now," she said, hugging him. Letting go, she spun around and faced him again. "So, where to? Where on Earth would we be most likely to find the best snack?" she asked. Experience was something Haseo had on his side. If he knew the best place, or even just a place he wanted to go, she would agree with it. Her hand absentmindedly ran through her hair, then down to her scarf. Getting an idea, she untied it around her neck and tied her hair up in a bow using the scarf. "How do I look?" she asked. The bow sat near the back of her head, with her hair up and out of her way. The thing she would have liked to do the most was braid it, but she couldn't do that very well herself.
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