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 Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2009 8:42 pm
Inferno was now in Hueco Mundo, Nnoitra had also followed him there. After that, they had gone their own ways. Inferno was now a Vaste Lorde, but the questions that was unanswered was why and how? The great warrior was one of Riverrun's finest, to see him fall and end up against what he swore to protect would have been a shock to anyone. He was walking though the halls before entering his own chamber. As he stood there, he felt cold. Unusual considering what he was, the surroundings of his chamber reflected off of him. What was the story behind this Vaste Lorde?
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Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2009 8:59 pm
 A static noise was heard within Inferno's chamber and along with the tiny static noise Ulquiorra made his appearance and his back was faced towards Inferno's back but he was on the other side of the room. Ulquiorra not making eye contact with Inferno and his hands in his pockets as usual and began to speak. "Do you regret, Does being back in Riverrun cause emotional turmoil for you. Inferno." Ulquiorra stated in a cold way but as well there was a tiny hint of mocking towards Inferno for a Vaste Lorde is cursed/blessed with the lack of emotions such as love and warmth.
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Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2009 9:21 pm
Inferno scoffed at Ulquiorra's arrival. Inferno looked over his shoulder to see Ulquiorra, the look on Inferno's face was unusual. He looked rather calm, which was strange considering he was usually pissed off and one of the hot headed angry type. Inferno knew he was being mocked, but also knew Ulquiorra was right. Did David go though such a thing, of course he did but he couldn't fight it and nor could Inferno.
"You have a way of pushing my buttons as always, what do you want?", replied Inferno in such a clam, yet firm tone.
The only one who truly knew what happened that day of defeat besides Inferno himself was Ulquiorra. The vary Lorde that had brought Inferno to his knees. The tension between the two was unmeasurable considering the fact they both shared an hatred towards each other and yet.....a great respect.
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Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2009 9:52 pm
 Ulquiorra slowly turned around to look at Inferno. "Do you still resent me for being the one to have brought you down? I do not blame you, as a Vaste Lorde you now can only hold on to negative emotions. Your mind only has now memories of all the negative things from your past, all the people who have betrayed you and all of the people who have raised their power against you in order to stop your rise to power. It will be your source of power. Your Hate." Ulquiorra stated as a soft tension laid around them and a soft wind picked up in the room. "Can you remember Inferno.. The great power that flowed through you when you became one of us, How you became so much greater."
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Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2009 10:25 pm
The words of Ulquiorra fueled the unforgotten emotions of Inferno deep inside. Who knew Inferno held such things, a warrior such as himself who knew nothing more than how to destroy. Inferno's eyes widen as the story of his next coming would once again unfold before him. The day of his undoing flash among his eyes, like an old movies retaken from the shelves. Was it really that long ago? It felt like centuries. Inferno himself had forgotten. A flash of white and there Inferno was, in the cold sands of Hueco Mundo face to face with Ulquiorra. Their battle was nothingless than a short than a horrible ending. A broken Promise....
After his attempt of saving and hiding his comrade Light, Inferno would make his final stand against the Vaste Lordes. He would rage his battle with none other than Ulquiorra. "The curtain that falls at the end shall be burned down by the fury of my malice....Ulquiorra.", was one of the last things Inferno said before his passing. That curtain never fell nor would it be allowed due to the fact that destiny had other plans for Inferno. Inferno used his most powerful moves, some of which proved to be more than what Ulquiorra could ever imagine coming from 'someone like Inferno. The Vaste Lordes unlocked a deep sleeping power that Inferno himself wasn't even aware of. They were intrigued, and offered him a one way ticket out of the hell they were preparing to unleash. Inferno refused, and stood by the last of his comrades. Light and Rorek, together they would give nothing short of an epic war between Riverrun's finest and the Elite of the Vaste Lordes.
Rorek was the first to fall, and the battle reached a closing soon after. Inferno laid on the sand, defeated but determined to go without surrender. Ulquiorra had crushed his Inferno's arm before impaling Inferno though the center of his chest. Inferno died in silence. After that, Light was given a second chance, was this mercy? What began of the Lordes, David and most importantly Inferno? Inferno's body was forever destroyed after such an on going battle. It crumbled in with the passing of time forever lost in the sands of Las Noches. However his soul was forever trapped in Hueco Mundo, and was bond to Ulquiorra's will. Because Stark was the leader of the Vaste Lorde, Inferno's spirit was reborn into a soul of a 'Wonderweiss'. A shell of a Vaste Lorde, filled with what everything Ulquiorra has just mentioned, Hatred. Inferno was already consumed in such an emotion, but this was a far greater level, something more. He now had the wrath of the Vaste Lordes, and gained more power than he had ever imagined.
Like David, Inferno reached a new foundation, and became something far more greater than what he was. As a Vaste Lorde he was more controlled, and therefore focused in one direction, Riverrun. He was turned into a tool, used against something he swore to protect. A helpless shell of what he once was, but that is only the tip of the ice berg. This was a much greater purpose, yet to be uncovered. The Flash back ended as Inferno's eyes settled. He stared at Ulquiorra blankly for a moment before his eyes came back into focus. He now looked a bit pissed off and uneasy, he was nothing more than someone's puppet. Inferno remembered very well of how he came to be in this state. But if the day ever came were he was set free, hell would be unleashed on the one who was behind such treachery...Ulquiorra.
"Resent?", Inferno replied. "I loathe, you will not go unpunished. I await that day."
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Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2009 10:48 pm
 Ulquiorra's gaze remained locked on Inferno. It was one of the most uncomfortable traits of Ulquiorra. His cold stare into someone's eyes, but the reason it was so uncomfortable was not only because one is not used to someone making such a direct contact with them but the thing about Ulquiorra stare was that it was more than that. When one would lock eyes would him they could feel as if something was clawing away at their soul, something was trying to get into their minds. Ulquiorra was amazed no matter what the case Inferno remained to hate against Ulquiorra and if looking into Inferno's soul when he had stabbed him through the chest and again when Stark was having him born into a Wonderweiss, Inferno had never hated anything or anyone greater than he hates against Ulquiorra, It was suprising and yet alarming as well. "I await the day as well Inferno. More than you would happen to think." Ulquiorra stated maybe he wanted a rematch with the Lorde Version of Inferno.
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Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2009 11:17 pm
Inferno's stare was locked with Ulquiorra's but not for long as he turned away. Inferno looked into the emptiness before speaking, "Have you come just to taunt at me? To mock me?". Inferno scoffed yet again. He walked to a single point in the chamber where a piece of the floor cut it's self. That cut off piece of the shape of a circle. Perfect, and smooth, as it hovered up as an object appeared on it's surface before reaching table level. The object was a mask, the vary mask that was destroyed in his fight with Barragan. He took a few echoing steps towards it and reached for it. Picking it up, he placed it on his face once more. His eyes flashed in the dark holes of the mask as he looked over his shoulder again at Ulquiorra. "By my hand, you will die. Destiny has reserved that pleasure for me.....but until that day....", he said as the circle piece replaced it's self on the floor surface to once again complete the floor beneath the two. Inferno was now facing Ulquiorra as his mask was turned into a white color fusing with his bone like structure piece in which all Vaste Lorde had attached to them.
That bone like structure piece that was on Inferno's jaw much like Grimmjow's was was called Sutaku. All Vaste Lordes had one attached to them, but Inferno's had fused with his mask. The mask was now more edgy and fierce looking with more spikes lining it, as it stretched backwards to a point, covering almost the entire head of Inferno. Originally that mask only covered the front, it now covered the top, most of the sides and all of the front. The mask was now pure white from it's original color. "What would you have me do?", he said. Was this Inferno submitting, did he have a choice? Inferno's mask modified his voice to make it more deeper and sinister like. He hated the fact he was forced to serve the Vaste Lorde, bent to do their bidding. But like he said that would only last so long or at least he had hope so. Inferno's weapon would form out of nothingness, the pitchfork named Carnage. He held it in his right hand, it's three points were lowered pointing towards the floor. Inferno now stood as the fourth ranked Vaste Lorde...
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Posted: Mon Jan 05, 2009 11:37 pm
 Ulquiorra looked at Inferno and remained quiet. "The key might be your hate." Is what Ulquiorra said and knew Inferno wouldn't know the meaning to it but it wasn't for Inferno to know the meaning now. Ulquiorra stood quiet and then watched as Inferno formed his own Sutaku and was a bit amazed at his choice. It has already be 250 years since Inferno was a Vaste Lorde, But Inferno had only been able to move and regain conciousness in the last 10 years and his abilities were adapting quite nicely. "We are to Report to the Main floor to know of what to do next. Come when you are ready." Ulquiorra began walking out and stopped at the door before turning his head back slightly and spoke again. "Inferno, if you betray me, You'll never be able to kill me." Ulquiorra stated somewhat in a riddle sense before stepping out the door and vanishing from right out of the door way as he was on his way to the main floor.
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2009 12:01 am
Inferno stood there, not having the simplest clue that he had been a Vaste Lorde for 250 years, as far as Inferno knew. he died, then woke up as a Vaste Lorde and in the next 10 years was adapting to his new powers. Inferno's eyes glowed a passionate red orange color as the new mask help focus attention to them. They were fierce and showed no room for anything else but chaos and destruction. As Ulquiorra was at his door, Inferno listened to what he had to say. Inferno didn't respond, nor did he care at the time. It was expected or should have been anyways. Inferno would vanish as well, arriving on the main floor where Ulquiorra was. He would stand next to Ulquiorra and yet....not next to him. Inferno made sure that there was a gap between the two. What did Ulquiorra mean by "The key might be your hate." Inferno asked himself, he would think on it later as he awaited to see what was to come now that they were on the main floor.
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2009 12:13 am
((Continues in the thread titled [ Hueco Mundo ] Meeting Room [ Vaste Lordes Only ]. Everyone else please continue to Roleplay in here.))
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2009 3:09 am
 Takehitsu was indeed unsettled by what had occured to his friend. None the less friends had become enemy's Somehow Takehitsu was always still standing in the end of it all. He had something to do. Hopefully he could get those other fighters and assemble them for a new force. At this time he doubted they could do much especially in accordance to what had happened so many years ago. Ever since that day Takehitsu had began amassing weapons, old , and new. He had trained himself and for the first time in his life, since falling from his dimension, had a goal other than returning. Takehitsu knew these Vaste lords where a menace and he aimed to destroy them. He had cunstructed a team of his deadliest weapons.
Now that he had allies it made his job all the easier. His true goals hidden and his true methods unknown. He headed in the direction of the one of the two warriors he could actually track the direction it retreated in. The large anchor had flown away actually towards his tower so it was convenient all the same. He slid through shadows and moved in silence without taking note of his own movement methods. Nor did he need to his body was trained to an elite level not known amongst humanity from other dimensions. He kept his sense peaked as he was still expecting a surprise attack out of anywhere.
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2009 4:06 am
 Within The old arena that once belonged to Inferno was that eerie silence. This arena had laid dormant for many years, making it the perfect place for one to under take their own little experiments. Located within the dome area was now a large table, upon it many shards of metal and strange glowing substances. It would appear to be like any old laboratory table. Accept there was a small metallic alter, where one would place things of importance was not a flat surface, but a series of protruding spirals. Electricity flowed back and forth through the spirals as a sphere above the alter seemed constructed of tiny metallic orbs. All seeming to be trying to push inward, It through the gaps of the orbs could be seen something slowly forming. It appeared to be some sort of machine that constructed matter out of partials in the air by pressurizing them with extreme magnetic charges. J Just across from the table was a line of metal pods, ten in total, as they seemed to be acting as batteries of sorts. Just behind them was a larger pod, which all the large power cables from the ones in front seemed to connect up to. The sound of metal scrapping across stone was heard as the large pod was being move, from behind it emerged Senther. Wiping his forehead of sweat as he finished setting up the main tools for his experiments. "I hope those specimens are efficient..." Senther stated, those piercing golden hues gazing towards the metallic pods. Shaking his head of the thought he pushed the pod a little further before finally leaving it. He then walked over to the table, grasping up a vial of a strange glowing blue liquid. He then stepped back and knelt down, pushing open the metal knee guards of his left boot, as he poured the liquid into it with great care. After a moment he shut the guard and changed boots to fill up the other, He then raised to his feet and placed the empty Vial below the filter that rested beneath the series of bottles and tubing. His golden hues then glanced towards his anchor, resting against the arena walls, Memories of his past seemed to flood his mind before he would shake them loose. "We have come a long way since that day..." He then smiled slightly as he turned his attention towards the frame work of a rifle he had been tampering with. He would sigh heavily before grasping a welding torch and the required face guard. Fitting the guard to his head as he would look at the frame one last time before pulling down the guard. "Time to get to work..." He then pulled down the visor and began grabbing bits of the guns mechanisms and welding them together, fitting them with new triggers and movements. He was obviously dedicated to his work, and was more then likely not to pay much attention to his surroundings.
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2009 11:47 am
 Lurrrggg wasn't actually any where near the 'action' was happening, but there was always someone watching Cogs the Robot Man had been watching the action, Lurrrggg now knew about what happened, thank the mechanical Gods for Video Links. Lurrrggg Himself was Busy as always, The house of Misfits was even more empty then it used to be, so a Perfect place for Lurrrggg to continue His work.
Cogs would Himself worry about the problem at hand, Friends turned to enemies and a how bunch of doom was more then likely just around the corner. Cogs had emotions and thoughts of His own, hence the Unique enginnering Skills of a Mage gone mad. Cogs wouldn't allow things to happen without Him doing something about it, but Cogs didn't know what was happening..But He had to be part of it!
Cogs gears would wind and crank as His memory unit buzzed with intense thought, sitting on the top of some low laying buildings with His arms cross and legs sticking out in front of Him as He sat. Being round at the bottom Cogs found it hard to sit down, but luckly for Him the rooftop was Flat. The cold wind would stop Cogs from over heating, Soon Cogs would make a Move, but it may be neccesary to do more scouting first.
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2009 1:58 am
Takehitsu walked near the dormant arena as always he would stop and gaze up at it as he had many memory's in this place. Now however it all seemed to flood him with a smell like putrid rot. Indeed Inferno in a manner had betrayed him, and he knew it was only if Inferno was driven to no other means. This still didn't sit well with him. This was a monument to Inferno's past and Takehitsu decided it needed to be removed. The door didn't open at first so Takehitsu was forced to kick it a lot harder than a human was normally capable of. Once inside he heard some noises and frowned slightly but it was none of his business. So instead he would go warn whoever that this place was finished it's honor stained and the Takehitsu planned on annihilating the structure.
He walked further in and realized as he began to walk by mechanisms that whoever had taken up residence, created things. This began to form a few ideas in Takehitsu's head. Maybe he would give him a shared residence within his tower. Make a new living space. This was easy for Takehitsu of course, but he wondered who and what kind of person would be doing these things. Thus when he saw Senther he was a little taken back and wondered what half the machines did. He of course was used to much more advanced things but none the less here it was. He was welding something at the moment so Takehitsu watched noting he was appearing to be making a better gun, Takehitsu smiled knowing guns to be useless, however magic was present so a special gun may be of some use.
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2009 12:21 pm
Finally the sound of metal being welded stopped as well as swift movements from the hands shifting over the tables surface He would lift his visor and allow his hues to gaze at the soft glowing of the inside of the gun as he slammed the customized access patch closed upon it. He then allowed his right hand to grasp the gun, it seemed like a run of the mill hunting rifle with a few added touches. Senther seemed to mumble to himself as he often did. "So, lets test t--How did you get in here!?" Part way through his sentence he jumped back in surprise as his eyes caught a glimps of slight movement, it was the man from before, who seemed to enter the small scrap just before it came to an end. In Senther's surprise he pulled the trigger of the gun, as he did so, two magnets clashed together, both having the south end directed at one another, with a bullet in between them. as the magnets attempted to push together the bullet was sent sowing as the recoil was rather small for what was about to happen. As the bullet sowed through the air it was directed towards the stands as it tore right through them leaving nothing but a clean hole through the seats before it finally hit the concrete where it left a small crater. Senther suddenly seemed to forget all about Takehitsu as he looked towards the gun softly rubbing his temples as he began to mumble again. "If that was without electrical boost and without the Enchanted magnetic rounds ..." As he was speaking he walked towards the large human sized pods of metal, going towards the larger one located behind them as he would pull the large power cord from it and insert it into the butt of the gun where a socket was created by Senther. He then would emerge out from behind the pods and see the Man again. He'd blink a few times before speaking. "Oh Yes, sorry. I guess I got carried away ... why are you here again?" He questioned reaching into his pocket to pull out a metal cased bullet, as he loaded it into the rifle, for testing reasons of course rather then the fact of perhaps feeling threatened.
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