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 Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 9:38 pm
(( For those who are curious about the title holding this PrP up; it's the 36#th Hexagram of the I-Ching. It is Earth over Fire, and stands for approaching darkness, when the only light left is the inner brightness. To be engulfed by difficult circumstances. Letting the inner light guide you- that giving in the weakness or indulging in the feelings of despair, dims the brightness within. In other words, this very Hexagram is the perfect explanation of before, the beginning, and during- her Hollow transformation, experiences, and growths.
I just thought it would be unique to use something different is all. And seeing how it fits so well, I used it... Mind you- This Hexagram [Ming I; is a warning- it leads to either or path of shinigami or Hollow. Follow and beware of the 'upcoming' darkness, and you hold onto the light- thus going to the Soul Society and so-on. Fail to embrace that 'inner light' and succumb to the darkness from the difficult and painful times- and it's obvious that soul will become a hollow.... sweet no? ))
{ The hollow stage may take more than 10 posts, but nevertheless, I'll get it done, I have afew ideas in mind especially for her hollow experiences. I hope this is alright. x3 I don't mind if it slows the process of getting where I need to be. }
Entrance/Introduction
-:¦:-Blue-:¦:-] The echoing sound rung in the rooms of the run down building, easily being heard outside across the blocks as the gun shot was made. From point blank range, a adolescent gang member had shot a child who couldn't be more then 12 years old. Recishaing(sp?) droplets of blood splattered back onto the gunman as he started to quiver.
The once knelling body was jerked to the ground by the force of impact of the 9mm bullet. The Glock 17 held in his hand nearly dropped, dotted with the freshly painted rud liquid, his brown eyes wouldn't leave the girl who never talked, never said anything but afew mumbles here and there- that or completely lashed out.
Blue laid on the wooden hard cold floor, she felt as if her head was exploding over and over again nonstop! She couldn't move, couldn't talk! She never wanted to scream or cry out so bad.... she never once before wanted to talk all she could to get help to stop this pain. The noise still rung in her ears, her vivid pupil-less eyes watched the ongoings... It felt weird, it was like certain sounds had been blocked out. She fixed her eyes on the man who shot her, how he started stressing out, how quickly he turned upon the others... . . . .. .Her vision blurred, her breathing slowed, pain erupted throughout her head and body, but it numbed somewhat-- and then. .... It stopped completely.
It would be as if she went into a third person view.... Being shown something in this obscure ghostly plane. Vision became more clear, it looked to be of her father? She lingered, floating above ground unseen by those around her, watching the events occur. Not knowing if they were past, present, or in her future... she didn't feel any time being involved at this point. Blue eyes watched, moister built up rapidly as tears produced. She wanted to hold him, hug him! Her ghostly, non-physical body rushed at her father as if she was right there and he could see her! "Daddy! I'm sorry! I'll learn! I'll do whatever you want me to do! I'll wa--" Her pleading cries came to a abrupt halt when her charging embrace had gone straight through him, just like a ghost... a spirit. "..............." She fell silent, slumping her head down in defeat as she couldn't touch the physical world. Salty tears steamed down her childish cheeks and dripped onto the floor, onto her chest and blood-spotted shirt.
Her eyes fell onto this blood, reminding her of the event. It just became apparent that there was no pain to her head or body anymore, she was dead... No Longer living, no longer able to live among others as she did. She wanted to go back! Her tiny hands clenched into a tight fist as she gripped her shirt frustrated at her death. A ringing noise caught her attention, it was the unique tone calling of her father's cellphone that he carried with him constantly, turning her attention to it- she blinked and eves-dropped on the Call, as always; her father answered without hesitation. "....This is Ben Orrormea, who's callin` at this hour...?"His voice didn't sound normal to her ears, it was friendly and not calm as he normally was. It was like he was teasing and playing with whoever was on the phone. Her Blue calm emotionless eyes shifted to the clock interested to see what time it was, 3:21 AM.... It struck the child as odd, but her bewildered demur was ripped from her as her ears noticed the other voice on the phone, she could hear what the other person was saying...! "....Waiting for a booty call Mr. Orrormea? You didn't send in the money. " A deep male voice, she recognized it from the run down building, he was one of the upper-ranked members;The so-called crew leader. She listened carefully, fully interested in the subject at hand... even floating closer to the cell phone as she listed her ear towards the phone. The leader continued his speech without regret of any actions he had done, "Your little girl is dying. Laid out on the floor of our complex building. Bleeding from bullet wound... just like BigBiz, you like letting people die don't you... doctor?" His deep voice sudden turned harsh and aggressive, obviously upset over whoever this other 'Big-whoever' was...
She backed up her head alittle, gazing at her father's facial expression; it baffled her greatly, he had no emotion- he even smirked at it! Did he not realize that evil man was talking about her?! How they shot her?! How she was dying? How she.. no! she was dead! Look at her! Look! She gritted her teeth together, biting her lip as tears flowed more from her vibrate blue eyes. She never felt so much emotion before! So much pain! Her father spoke, responding to the one on the phone in a calm poised manner; continuing his smirk all the mean while doing so. "....Now, Now, don't get upset. So my debt is paid now, that's all what we need to focus on. A life for a life; isn't that fair? We can overlook this small inconvenience can't we? Because of this, you got promoted, I got ride of two nuisances... and we might beable to help each other. No extra charge needed~" He chuckled, placing his free hand to his chin and smiling at the idea of gaining more 'inventory'.
Blue slowly backed away, shocked more and more by each word being said from her father. Her heart shattering, it hurt so much! Pain came back...! She didn't want to it come back, her head, her heart- why?! Tears blinded her eyes, her throat being chocked by the simple fact of being overwhelmed. "........" She couldn't speak, it hurt to much to even talk even though she wanted to scream out and yell and cry. Falling to the ground, her tears puddled to the floor, her arms wrapping across her stomach as her facial expressions started wrinkling with anger.
The everlasting tears being created from her eyes blinded her from sight, her throat so choked up from crying and stress it had flexed and tightened; making it unable for her to speak nor wail, or even scream out. Even her mind was clogged up, cluttered with so many thoughts and emotions that she couldn't bare handle anymore of it.
She gasped for a breathe, inhaling through her clogged nostrils; even they were filled with snot and mucus from all the emotional stress...Blue felt her mind becoming more dizzy, her eyesight once again repeating in that blurred blackness. "........" It felt as if she literally passed out slowly having everything hurting, everything so painful and noisome.
But as abyss view covered her eyes, pain returned to her conscience [sp?] mind. Her eyebrows wrinkled, her face showing discomfort before letting out a groan from the agonizing torture she was enduring. To worsen things, she felt wet- soaked all over. It left her feeling itchy and her skin irritated without a doubt, eyes opened to see what was causing the wet feeling.
She wanted to shift her head, but found herself unable to move... "......." Eyes stretched over in a wild attempt to gaze at her body and her surroundings. Blood. It was all over her and the floor much like paint that accidentally spilt from the bucket, the floors seemed familiar to her eyes too. Looking up she noticed she was back in that same room she died in, stuck once more in this lifeless body which was no longer any good to her. How frustrating it was, why was she back here? Wasn't she dead....?! Glaring at the men just outside the door, she wanted to frown heavily; give them the nastiest look she could conjure up.
Personal feelings stepped aside when she noticed something big was about to happen, something intense between the fellow 'gang- members. The air was thick with anger, fear, all this negativity... so thick it was hard to breathe. Somebody was about to snap, and it wasn't her- or was it...?
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Posted: Mon Jul 27, 2009 8:43 pm
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~ And the fate turns on a flicker of a feather~
Rain! Rain down and pour your eyes out child,
Never stop, and burn with a flame so wild!
Gaze upon the light fading upon sight; leer at it with eyes so bright.
Cometh to me; the darkness inside is but the key..!
Coax me in, turn me out; rip me to shreds- but only without doubt.
Lash inside, emotional without- this brutality, let them know what it's about!
Rain on them, make them see all what they have done to you and to me!
Raise and meet me at this hour; and we; together can make things all so dour!
Change dear child, let me in; and cry me out!
Cry all you want, cry and shout! Shed those tears, it's not your fault.
That's right- come to me and we can murder.
Stop all who have hurt you, and submitted you into torture!
~And fate twists and ruptures; as the hollow inside starts to eat her~
Flickering the fallen hope of heaven's last feather~
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((Teehee! I made this poem for Blue concerning this next post! Enjoy! ))
-:¦:-Blue-:¦:-] Thick air suffocated the child like miasma. The negative emotions taking place wrapped around her mind coursing through the room as gang members stared each other down arguing about the event that had just happened. Words of anger soon didn't become enough as one boy shoved another into the wall as he screamed out, the shoved foe only pushing back and snapping with his own verbal abuse. Curious blue eyes watched every action, with every word but yet things seemed to once again blur out from all this negativity. She could no longer hear as that high-pitched ringing of the bullet entered into her memory.
"...No...Please!! Nooo!!" She cried out, begging for the noise to stop, it made her head pound with pain and her eyesight turn white. She wanted it to stop! Please anything! She'd do anything! Just make it go away! Adding into the painful sound entered a amplified yelling and screaming of the fighting gang members shouting back and forth at each other over her death and what they should do about the body. It was like their voices became louder then the white-noise that rung through her head...!
"Please Stop!!! You're making it worse! Stop it! Just.. Just stop it! Stop it all!!" She shouted, but no words spoke from her mouth and nothing could be heard from her pleading.
Nothing came to her aid and she suffered more through the painful high pitched sounds that entered through her mind as if it were tearing it to shreds slowly and shattering her to pieces. She screamed louder, trying to be heard or trying to become louder then the noise that amplified in that head of hers only to be dubbed to failure. Even though she wanted to cry, no tears would fall... not a single moisturise drop of liquid would slip from the corner of her eye. She wanted help, any kind of help anything! Please! She begged for mercy within herself, begged for any sort of relief that could be given to her. And only at this highest and most painful point of her afterlife did something seem to trigger a difference...
The noisy sounds mellowed down and calmed as everything once again numbed and she could feel herself being caressed and comforted be that thick aroma of miasma of negativity within the room's athosphere. So strong that it coaxed itself around her throat to shut the airway so tight to keep her quiet only in return calming her down and making her focus on it's presence. As if a new noise was whispering into her ears, soft delicate words of death and decay. Stories of survival and need. Much as if this new pronounced darkness was singing a poem like luluably to her and allowing her to realize all what was around her. Taking advantage of her innocence and weakness, consuming her and taking advantage of how desperate she was to get ride of all the pain and suffering. This is how it would help, to consume and be apart of... to make this child's soul willingly allow itself to be consumed as a hollow. So, as it coaxed and gently persuaded the youngling to let the inner darkness in did Blue start to notice many differences changing drastically...
She found the ability to be able to move and did not hesitate to lift upper half off the blood stained floors to notice what was causing her not to move. Chains wrapped around her body tightly coiled around where it finally fit on a lock just above her navel. Blue eyes fixed themselves on black tendrils pulling at the chains off her upper body helping her as she allowed it to come closer and closer.
If it ment killing, consuming others she would do it... this darkness it made the noise go away! It made all pain durable for her! It let her cry, it wanted for her to cry and cry all she wanted! Tears flowed down her cheeks as she gasped for air, the chains being not only ripped off but completely consumed as if they were being evaporated away... As it reached the lock hole on her stomach and started it too started to tear it apart the pain became severe. Her vocals would only scream their most painful as a river flow of tears flushed from her eyes.
- Sorry if that post sucked, I'm not feeling too well -
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Posted: Mon Aug 24, 2009 5:13 pm
[Hollow Transformation]: Entrance to the inner darkness. -:¦:-Blue-:¦:-]Wild black tendrils whipped around her body as a main black mass ripped into a new found hole above her belly button as the small child squirmed and screamed in agaony falling back and flailing her limbs around frantically; had this darkness tricked her?!?! Those innocent pure blue eyes tightly shut as tears rushed down her cheeks whom where no longer as soft as they once were a moment ago; increasingly growing rougher as a pale hue discolored the child's face but elsewhere it was completely opposite- as the discoloration of those whipping and consuming tendrils dug deeper turning Blue's poor hide into a pitch black hue.
Her tiny hands slammed against the floors, the walls, and sometimes even turned to herself as she scratched for relief and attempted to claw at this black mass within this hollow hole of hers as new claws forced from growth started at her fingertips like a monstrous beast, she couldn't stop this transformation- it was happening to fast!
The more she let out a wide gaping scream, the easier it was to feel the painful change of what was happening inside of her mouth. Teeth growing into sharp pernicious fangs as her cheeks stretched and became rubbery or leathery like- allowing her lower jaw to collapse upon itself when her nose and upper lip began to stretch out into a muzzle; her lower jaw following painfully as blood spilled onto the floor.
Her screaming voice was changing into a screeching howl she could never have identify from any animal in her small lifetime as a creature-lover, between repeated painful screeches she gasped for air until about 30 minutes later when the transformation had been complete. She lay on the ground silently as a new born figure, a new creature all together... a lizard-looking monster who had weapons of a raptor! Armor in disguise of a skeleton, her hole still remaining in it's former spot; but as if hidden from her current position. Blue had become a hollow in interesting way, quicker then most soul-bound humans, her only remaining essence of her human life was practically her eyes who glowed in this dark nightly room. The gang bangers had left- Blue had the intention to follow them after a few missions of her own, after all; she had somebody more important in mind to kill. = ((Almost unfinished vision. ><; Goodness Sneaking on the computer can be a pain in the rear!))
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Posted: Tue Aug 25, 2009 5:12 pm
Entrance One/Hollow Post: "Be Born Baby Hollow, Cry so strong."
-:¦:-Blue-:¦:-] A new born hollow laid on the blood drench wooden floors at the dead of night inside a broken down motel that was a gang infested neighborhood directly at "down-hill" Easternland City which was forgotten, adanboned and thus criminals had taken advantage of it's lack of enforcement of abiding by to the laws. The only light was the peeking moon shining through from the broken windows, and of the blue eerily glowing hue from the hollow's eyes that seemed to be generous enough to keep the little girl's eyes- otherwise her entire existence was entirely unrecognizable.
Young, full of crazed and new sudden motives; Blue continued to lay silently as she tried to comprehend what just happened to her. Numbed from pain she was capable of seeing her armored muzzle that resembled a animal's mouth. The hollow's mask covered the majority of her head, she felt how tightly wrapped it was; as well as all the other armor on her body... it felt strange, odd, it didn't feel right at all. Her doubts were quickly banished by a quick flashing memory of how she became this thing, why she endured such pain! That's right! This was not her fault, this was not her fault at all!
Bracing herself as muscles tensed and trembled just upon attempted to lift her upper body off the floor, she suddenly relaxed as to see it wasn't as hard as she originally thought. She had no hands but it didn't change her capability in being able to lift her body, if anything it was alot more easier! Slowly she stretched back into a sitting position to get a grip on this new figure of hers; calm and not entirely worried about loosing her target, she could wait a few minutes to examine herself so that her curiosity could be put aside. Her tail curved around as her head lowered down to take a closer look, it wasn't anything like she thought! She figured she would feel or notice a tail alot more then this, it was like any other part of her body.. as if she's had it forever!
Feeling out of place after sniffing her own behind but yet still not fully having her curiosity fulfilled, Blue was started to feel anxious and unsure of what to do anymore. This room was becoming tense and uncomfortable, it brought bad memories- looking to the spot where blood stained on the floor; her blood... the blood of her own death. Wrinkles of anger set on top and in between her armored muzzle, the background sounds of ambulances filled her hidden reptilian ears, but then a closer sound would snap her into action as a few gun shots were fired off in the distance into the air. Blue sharply flinched towards the entrance of the doorway nearly tripping over her extra two walking legs being a reborn 'quadruped *sp?*' of sorts. She hissed with fright, disliking the sound that echoed into her senses, this is all because of him! Why didn't he save her?! Was she so worthless?! She'll show him worthless! That's right! Let her show him how worthless she is now with how great and powerful her claws and fangs can be! So the four legged raptor-like hollow ran without perfection down the halls, bumping into every corner she could possibly turn into as she got used to her new form...... ... . ..
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Posted: Tue Aug 25, 2009 5:18 pm
Final Entrance/HollowPost: " Mission For Daddy & Mission For Blue."
-:¦:-Blue-:¦:-]
"Hello?"
"Yes, this is Mrs. Kukaiza here to congratulate you on your purchase with Mr. Leste. Mr. Leste has just confirmed with me that the deal will~ be available to you, you're still interested Mr. Orrowmea?"
"Of Course. Tell him I'll do the arrangement in person down at the sundown clock by the town's park. You know the one I'm talking about right..?"
"Oh Yes! Of Course, wonderful idea Mr. Orrowmea! Before you go, Mr. Leste wishes to thank you for this opportunity to become partners, he hopes that you will be be doing more deals with him in the future. Alright now, bu-bye~now Mr. Orrowmea"
"Mmn-hn-" With that the tall man clicked off his cell phone and snugly placed it into his shirt pocket, "Damn there can be some annoying people out there in the world. Ohwell, atleast I got the deal. All what matters, time to call in crew so we can raid these fools." He lightly smirked as he turned around and exit onto the apartment's beckoning; being at the top levels 'pin house' gave the entire large floor or room a more fancey appeal for Mr. Orrowmea and his new acquaintances. Going out on the roof he turned to the first man who wore a red thick jacket and pants. "...So? How'd it go man?" The man asked with a thick rough voice, looking over to Mr. Orrowmea anxiously. A simple nod was the overall response before Blue's father overlooked the dark city's view. "Tonight. We dine in rich man's gold. No Longer will we have to struggle with hardships, that is if you can keep up your promise." He kept his strong smirk, letting his new partner come up beside him with a mincing expression. "Yeah, we'll get `em! No worries `bout dat! The clock gots like... all sorts of s**t and places hide at! I'd be hiding all my crew up in there, they won't even know what hit them!" He cracked a large laugh at the end just thinking about how rich they were going to get, but Mr. Orrowmea kept at calm as ever... honestly he could bearly understand the man's 'accent' if you'd want to call it that, the only reason he somewhat understood what little he did was because he dealt with the underground criminal acts underground for all those years. "....As Long as you do you job. And remember you objective, we need to keep Leste alive if we want to find where he gets his supplies. I don't want this to be a dead end for us, understand?" His words calm as they were cold; reminding his partner it wasn't fun and games until they got what they wanted. Bummed by all the gloomy behavior from Mr. Orrowmea, the high ranked gang member left to set up his crew and check if all the guns were in working condition... after all- they were leaving in a hour to get set up for the job.
Meanwhile a new hollow was getting used to her four feet, striding much quicker and without fail after learning her leason with all the multiple falls and unbalanced tripping turns. She had passed many people, her stomach aching with a deep passion to fill itself only for one certain food: Souls, people- but more importantly; her father and family... those who hurt and shunned her, those who did anything wrong or bad to her or called her worthless! It felt amazing how her chest beat ferociously as she sprinted faster down the old worn out crumbling roads of the downhills streets. It was instinctive where her father was, where any of her targets had been; as if she could sense the very lifeforms coming from them as long as if they were in a certain distance away... others, she could not. Only the ones she already knew it appeared, maybe her memory was better then she figured? Or was this how reptiles hunted down their prey? Scientists were always so cocky when they placed 'facts' on things as if they knew them it made her sick sometimes watching those shows whenever she got the chance to watch T.V. from a motel, but often they would have to move again.... He father's pace sudden and dramatically changed- he must be in a car or something, before she could try and identify what was truly going on his presence faded away altogether. She would have to take chase... But something would interrupt her chase, and place her into a dramatic hault.
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Posted: Fri Aug 28, 2009 7:53 pm
[hollow post]01: "Look forward into the future: Do you see what I see?"
-:¦:-Blue-:¦:-]Dark roads blended all black colors together in one mass, shadows so dark you could bearly see a foot infront of you even if you had placed your hand in reach for some light; instead that arm and hand would only just be swallowed up in the opaque mouth of no return. Residential people grew used of cold dark nights such like these, when you could only see the frost of your breathe thanks to the reflection of the imperfect moon.
People sat on the sidewalks on the front of their steps to gaze across onto the other side waiting for the warmth of the sun again; but the sun brought life of other dangers as gang members walk the streets. It wasn't that the men & woman wanted to sit at the side of the streets, it was because they had nowhere else to go. Homeless hobos who got the last offering of a place to rest down, but Blue the Hollow wasn't the least bit interested in the poor weak helpless men on the sidelines at this point, she treaded gracefully with strength and speed allowing her new lean flexible body move neatly in the direction of her target. The target who seemed much more faster as the sensation dimmed more and more, then something else caught her attention quickly and without warning- it felt like a arrow had pierced straight through her side, passed her throat and gut all at once putting her treading pace to a abrupt hault.
It was another energy sensation, but it was weak and hard to focus on. Her claws continued to be retracted in a lifted state allowing the hollow to move silently without a clacking noise following her every footfall, a soft trilling whisper rumbled up her throat as it escaped out her vocals as a low growing growl. Her mother was in the building to her left, not very far away was another hollow who probably was here before she was; hunting, scanning the area- who knows? All Blue had been thinking in her head was the risk of the familiar hunting HER prey, otherwise she wasn't all so worried about the issue. Greed. Fear. Anxiety. These things were enough to make Blue abandon her failing important mission in life to retreat to another; but she had never met something like herself before... was she becoming delirious with all the running? After All she did loose alot of blood during the death, or did that matter? Random thoughts invaded her head making her doubt herself. Who was she kidding?! She wasn't ready for a fight! B-but everything that her mother's done to her! EVERYTHING! She could have cared less! Always picking the drugs over her own daughter! Always gone, always... she could have fought! She could have done something to get her safe! ......something.... Blue became enraged as that purring growl grew into a loud strong rumbling aggressive trill. Her long reptilian-like body sinking to the ground as she crawled towards the building's already broken and patched-up window, her long slender spiked tail slithering behind her as it prepared to balance her leap to get inside. She wasn't yet worried about the fellow hollow- wherever it had been it was a distance away; further then what she was expecting; probably lurking over a few buildings away.With everything all okay, she took the leap forward as her body lunged upwards to the narrow box window.
Her front large claws crossed over each other as she stretched them out infront of her, her lean body following in a straight line so that she wouldn't scrap across the brick walls as her hind legs and feet tucked under her body in a agile flexible manner- her tail simply slithering behind.... But a series of mistakes would be made and found out by Blue as she hit the window.Blue's sharp claws first broke past the lower section the window as Her armored muzzle tip hit the sharp broken glass and thick wood behind it as planned; her momentum & speed breaking past it as planned, allowing her face to slip pass the opening to the building without much of a problem....The sound of breaking glass and wood alerting the building and street as heads snapped in Blue's direction unable to see anything but pieces of objects shattering!
One old man began doing the sign of the cross on his body, then shifted his hand and repeated this motion towards the building; the rumor of some building being 'taken hostage by demons' had been heard across town. Most people shrugged it off, while others embarrassed it trying to get rid of the so-called demons or ghosts, only to fail ofcourse.
But hollows were no demons, nor 'bad ghosts' but they could be... nah, never mind. Big difference. Blue failed to get through the window as soon as her crown like frill on top of her head; otherwise known as her hollow mask hit the sides of the window; never seeing herself she had not known how much she grew in size; her frill broke pass the sides of the wall letting the sides of her body armor skid and scrapped slowly against the wall as Blue struggled to squeeze the rest of herself inside. Rubble, debris scattered everywhere inside and outside was a sign of a obvious mess Blue had made as she crawled on top annoyed; so much for a stealthy attempt to take her prey? Now she only hoped it wouldn't attract unwanted trouble; or destroy her mission like the last one! Thankfully, she wasn't hurt- she's learned that her skin and armor is pretty tough atleast, now she wondered how fat she was.... Oh Well. She had to get onto the upper levels of the building where she sensed her mother; but the energy died down- she couldn't sense anything anymore for some reason. She had to think quick on how she did that, or go on a long room search that would take a long time.
Meanwhile: Sitting on the bed with seven other 'work' friends, Saundra Orrowmea frowned as her best friend Lissa made a comment about her husband being out of her life. "It really sucks." A simple response came after the frown as Lissa wrapped her skinny arms around Blue's mother closely; "Awwh, It's okay Babe- We're in this together you know? We'll get you another man to supply you with the right things. After all we're sisters right girls?" Lissa smiled and looked over to the open-roomed bathroom that was ruined down and currently covered up with make-up supplies and woman who had too much of the stuff of it on their faces. "You know it gurl." "Sure thing." "Mnn Hmm." As well as many other comforting responses, but all comfort soon plummeted to a end when the building lightly shook with the sound of a window and brick fallen apart and shattering. Some ladies screamed as others huddled together and gasped in fear. "What's going on?!" "I Don't know!" "It's a earthquake!" "What do we do?!" "I messed up my makeup!" The scenario soon ended, leaving the woman to guess with bewildered thoughts. "I-It had to be a small earthquake." "Weirdest Earthquake I've ever felt." So they placed their comments on it as they fixed up their 'messed up makeup' or comforted one another' Knowing it wasn't safe to leave the rooms or go outside after dark.
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Posted: Fri Aug 28, 2009 7:58 pm
[Hollow Post]02: "Not one tear for you, not one tear for me."
-:¦:-Blue-:¦:-]Blue's trilling growl never ceased as she jerked her entire body into a dog-like shake to remove any debris off from her body. She made a good note to climb on the outside of buildings from now on till the day she died, no longer will she ever try to fit in those small windows she could when she was a human child. People ran down the stairs and through the halls to see the occasion; the last she she wanted to happen, interruptions on her part. What would she do now? How would they react to a beast the size a tiger/lion and a crock put together? Well, she wasn't certain on that part- it was a estimate atleast by the looks of the hole that she made. She stopped her growling as everybody crowded around her, looking in awe of what they saw- eyes widening in fear....
But not of her. They couldn't even see her. It baffled the hollow as she looked around to make sure they weren't staring at her, even creeping up on them and their pupils stayed directed on the mess that she made. "A car must have done this." A man thought out loud to the others, making Blue's curious thoughts come to ease as she smirked. Ha! No interruptions! She can do whatever she wanted, wherever she wanted and nobody could stop her! She chuckled with glee, enjoying this new life of hers as she haunched down and went to leap over a man- only to have her bottom-half hit the ceiling and rekishi`ing (sp?) back down as her long tail whipped across the man's shoulder cutting through the sleeve and allowing the pain of the unsuspecting hit to knock him clean to the ground. "Auurghh!~" People circled around him, eyes wide as they looked to his wound, "Where'd that come from?" "I ain't see nuthing! Duh Rumors are true man! I tell`in you foos!" A old woman shoo'd away the young man and his horriable speech as she groaned with a long frown on her face. "Now there is NO such thing as Ghosts! We got got hit by a car, and this building is old like ME! It's going to crumble and fall... All what happen is something from the ceiling hit Mr. Russ's shoulder. Look!" She gestured people to look up, where blue hit the ceiling her spiked armor left a denture crack; allowing some small pieces to slowly and bearly crumble down. Blue didn't stay to listen anymore to cause trouble, but was glad there was sceptics who were hard-headed enough to explain her mistake. Slowly she walked upwards, clicking her tongue in a habit-forming type of way... it was fun, and amusing to do for her just before this hunt. She made it up to levels, knowing her mother was up much higher- it was becoming annoying climbing so much. Building were becoming a pain in this body, everything wasn't the size for her making her want to be outside even more, not to mention she was getting extremely hot indoors, maybe it was all the armor on her body? Or the fact she was like a reptile now? Maybe it was all in her head and she was thinking too much? Yeah. That was it. Thinking to much.
Minutes passed when she kept quiet, finally reaching the level her mother's room was at. Question was which one was it? There was about 15-25 rooms on each floor level, all tiny and small, every time she opened a door surely it would alert the hotel that something was going on. She needed to think of a plot, and it didn't take long for her to come up with a brilliant plan... she'd make her mother come-- Her wonderful idea was cut short by a voice. The voice of the mother who she placed as her target, why didn't she think of that in the first place?! Blue rushed a quarter way down the hall and leaned her head towards the door to snoop in what was going on. Not one sad sound voice, not one regretful, sorrowful word. All fun games, comments on being beautiful with your friends.... Friends. Pssh! Is that what took her away from being a mother? Well they can die right beside you too!
Lovely blue eyes glared with a painful stare. Now she understands, she can take away all the pain- kill it and consume it; make it disappear. Oh how she thanks whatever that inner darkness was, how it helped her, saved her through so much agony and suffering. Her muzzle tip nudged the broken door open as her body slipped in casually before somebody shut the door back closed. Blue became calm and quiet as she watched them all, is this what mother prefers to do with her time at night? All those nights she kept huddled alone because Daddy didn't want to be with his little girl, or because of some other excuse; she had to suffer the night alone like the men on the side of the street- while mother giggling and having fun with her girly friends?! Why couldn't she go with?! Or wait... is she just a nuisance again? To you? To everybody?
"Damn door, we really need to fix this thing. Hand me a hanger-- Thanks" As one girl fixed a make-shift lock on the broken door, Blue walked as close as she could to the one who gave her life. "We're alot like mother." Blue spoke softly, her jaws opening as needle sharp fangs shown themselves; drops of saliva coursed down their smooth surface before dripping off. "We don't cry when the other one dies." As the drops the drool soaked into her mother's pants and caught her attention, Blue took that very moment to twist her gaping wide bite over her mother's head and slam her jaws shut onto the chest and shoulders of the woman who no longer ment anything to her. After the clamping, she jerked her head back in one shift movement and tore off so easily what was in her mouth to allow to slip down into her stretching throat as it bellowed out like a over sized melon. The prostitutes, junkies, and others looked in shock for a couple seconds before their brain could successfully comprehend what their eyes were telling them; afterwards much needed bloodcurdling screams raced out from their widely open mouths as they rushed towards the door that the stuck closed because of the make-shift lock. Two ladies jerked and injured themselves ripping at the bent hanger with their finger and hands trying to rip the lock apart to get out; but it was difficult as woman behind pushed and the stress levels were high, eyes cried with fear when they began to yell at each other to hurry up; rushing them.
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Posted: Fri Aug 28, 2009 8:01 pm
[HollowPost]03: "Demon Begone! With The Holy White Light I Force You Out!"
-:¦:-Blue-:¦:-]Blue finished her first meal easily through the first bite, now she wanted the rest of these low lives. Clicking her bloodied tongue she tilted her head in a cute fashion as she watched them fight like cats getting to the door about 4 feet away, she attempted to smirk; probably failing due to having a muzzle and not a good ability to express any sort of emotion aside from eye contact. Lifting her long, spiked tail, the tail that reached over 9 feet in length swiped across allowing it's armored edge to knock them all down like pins at a bowling game. Tumbling over each other, bruised and slightly bloodied from the impact- it wasn't much of a wound; the impact hurt more then the actually fall or cut. "What's going on?!" One girl cried, as others scratched back for the door; "I don't know!!" Blue was getting annoyed with the ones who kept going for the door, with one more swipe she knocked down those who went for the hanger. She could hear people coming up the stairs wanting to see what was going on, she'd have to finish this quickly- and that shouldn't be a problem from the looks of things. She quickly pounced for the closest and let her claws Periceng directly into her guts and vitals; Woman screamed- begging for help, pleading for mercy as they squirmed around, This time, Blue would pin them in this small section of the door entrance- it was the perfect place. The other three who she had to knock down twice with the door started to recover, being in a dizzy state as they looked around and finally caught sight of Blue- where they pointed and started screaming. They could bearly see the fogged up appearance of the 'demon ghost' haunting the building! "Ghost! Ghost! It's that demon! Get that holy water in my purse it's the demon!" One of the woman was highly religious and believed in such things, often carrying a cross and holy water, bibles and other religious artifacts to condemn down 'evil spirits' Blue wasn't amused with the woman, what if that is what she was? A demon? If she knew how to get get of her she was a severe threat! The others pressed up against her, working together all of a sudden, puzzling the hollow greatly as she snickered and simply snapped her jaws at one of the arms pushing at her, it didn't take long for one other arm to retreat from the person crying out in pain as Blue shook her head in a attempt to tear at arm more. Ha~ Ain't so powerful now are you?!
Her fun with munching on the arm was eliminated, as the escaped woman splashed water onto the side of her face; hitting her eye in the process. She paused as a stinging feeling came over, the woman began chanting all these 'Demon begone' words; all Blue could do is twitch her eye closed. On Top of it the door started slammed on the outside as people tried to save the woman on the inside, and the recognizable hollow could be felt hovering closer and closer by- as if rushing in to see what was going on. It was bringing a aching headache to the lizard beast with razor talons, all she wanted was peace at this point.. she could care less about food anymore- or about these crazy whores.
The door slammed open, And during this time Blue raced towards one of the only unbroken windows of the building and struggled out of it like she did the last one; climbing out like a gecko as her claws let her stick to the brick like glue with every step. She'd leap down back onto the roads, and into the dark alley paths away from any trouble... least for now.
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2009 3:27 pm
[HollowPost]04: "Rouges, Outcasts, And The Unwanted."
-:¦:-Blue-:¦:-]Pitch black surroundings embraced the female hollow as she slipped into the alley path; her first steps as a hollow made her hunt like a predator, but now she sinked away like prey... Her frilled hollow head twisted back as she looked over her armored shoulders; those vibrant blue hues standing out like flashlights when they looked for the pursuing hollow she sensed earlier who flew over like a hawk trying to identify who was causing trouble in his territory. Blue's searching quickly being answered as a flashing shadow in the sky swiftly shot pass overhead causing the four-legged raptor to flinch with sudden fear. Her eyes darted back ahead as natural instincts came rushing into her mind on what to do for survival as she leaped forward allowing her claws to rip through the sky itself; tearing apart a new dimension between the world of the living and the soul society. She struggled, letting herself squirm in between the invisible plane for hollows to get away from dangers of those on Earth. Blue was lucky she was no longer pursued after her fleeing attempt had been made. Perhaps whoever he was he'd know she'd be back soon? Who knew? For now she was more concerned on other things....
Thoughts wildly rushed through her her mind as she raced to find a safe place to rest, or atleast a place to claim as her own. Finding her own home seemed nearly impossible to do after her eyes fell on how many more hollows lingered on this level of life, she did her best to avoid them or not grab their attention. Compared to most of the familiar resembling creatures around her she was quite small in size, the smallest other she seen was no smaller than 6 feet in height with his bipedal form. Atleast now she could understand she wasn't alone, the size difference didn't bother her as much due to being a young child; she was used of size differences having looking up to adults or adolescents all the time through-out her life as a human being.
Finally as hours passed she searched through abandoned places, streets, and other areas. She ended up in the Attic of a old and nearly forgotten warehouse filled of cargo boxes, crates, and other miscellaneous sorts of supplies. Rusting boards, cob-web covered walls and ceilings showed the hollow nobody had been up in the attic in many years, so much that she couldn't even properly estimate how much time exactly caused this much damage because of the layers of dust were to thick to read, or how rotted some floors had become with green. Thankfully; she found something with a pleasant view; a large window rested just above the spot and best of all- it didn't appear as if any floor boards around the window had suffered rotting yet.
Haunched down in a nearly relaxed but defeated manner Blue creeped towards the area carefully as many of the boards beneath her creaked and gave a threatening snapping sound as her weight pressed on. Reaching her destination point next to the octagon-shaped window brought even more relief to her, so by simply blowing a quick exhale onto the surface of the dusty glass did Blue reveal it's beautiful stain-painted glass still holding up strong colors of all sorts. She was curious to see what the design was on the glass, but perhaps another time... she felt to exhausted to continue working after such a long stressful night. Morning was beginning to show it's face outside, and she would be sure not to greet it as long as she kept in this form, whatever she had become... maybe it was best to keep around only at night. So with some soothing thoughts relaxing her down, the hollow would beable to peacefully sleep without any fear of being attacked or found out.
Tomorrow Night... shall things change forever for this former girl and current hollow. Shall Blood shed, whether it be hers or another related close to her.
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2009 4:46 pm
[HollowPost]05: "Hide & Seek; I've found you my courage!"
-:¦:-Blue-:¦:-] Early night awoken the hollow with blue eyes to see her cozy dark and abandoned hideout fluttering with dust debris floating constantly around her dimming any sight she would have had of the place, even of the highlighted window from the haloed moon behind it's dirty stature. She would waist no time in stretching up and shaking off any accumulated dust that layered on top of her thick hollow hide over day. Tonight she felt new and unrestricted to anything she can possibly do!
Her claws deep and sharp, her armor bold and strong... tonight she would make this place safety for her to live. She would drive out or take away the lives of the familiar creatures that had chased HER away the night before! No Longer will she run and hide away in her childish silence...
Creaking along the boarded wooden steps out of the warehouse the lizard like hollow treaded into the streets and slithered back into the realm of the living. Where she would be easily sensed by soul reapers, hollows- or other spiritually aware foes. Her innocence knew nothing of most of these enemies, she thus far only knew of humans and what she was herself- a odd creature of sorts that devoured souls alike. She would tread fast for a few minutes to reach her destination of the former apartment where she last remembered having all that chaos erupting. Hoping to find that hovering other familiar here, but quickly becoming frantic as she couldn't sense a single thing... not even the human souls bound the the streets! It made her feel uncomfortable not knowing if she was being stalked at this very moment!
Her unanswered foregoing questions were than quickly answered by a screeching hollow howl made from owl figured hollow diving down from above. It's wings set back tight as it's short forelegs allowed the massive sized talons to spread out seeking to grasp the spinal cord of the lizard hollow below. His large screech normally worked out to confuse and startle his prey bringing them immobile- but in this case it alerted the enemy and brought the heavy clawed beast to beable to squirm just out of reach.
Blue's eyes locked onto the gold and black hues of the large towering owl's as he stood only but two or so feet away from her side. The great owl would not stare and face her for long without attempting to snap out his short curved sharp beak at her weak spot; the hollow head protected by a armored mask. Full of confusion and apprehension of what to do her own jaws snapped wide and without mercy; her more flexible jaws wrapping over and over the entire head of the owl as the large and small fangs alike crushed down hard onto the weak spot that she could feel on on the tip of her teeth. Her grip held strong as the owl began to struggle for survival, frantically flapping his armored wings and beating against the side of her head as her own jerking actions took hold. Finally as her jaws continued to be wide open under by her tongue where glands lingered and began to swell- did Blue start to take notice of them and with instinct listened to what her body told her what to do, allowing the irritated glands to burst out the overrunning pressure inside of them and release the toxic acidic liquid to the crown of the owl's already damaged cranium- sinking through the cracks and melting and eating away at the hard hollow armor and literally killing the owl in the quickest way possible the venom could...
Blue was no longer having any trouble with this foe, instead he fell limp and that gave her the notice to begin the quiet meal alone. She could not recognize energies all the time, but perhaps only recognize the more familiar ones when her stomach was more full and her own energy was up and high. It was all still questionable, the fight was traumatic and slightly fearful for her- she felt she was the prey in that battle... but she won in the end and that gave her confidence to go on and conquer the rest of this small block from here down to her resting place.
So from this night to near early dawn did Blue scavenge and hunt other wandering hollows within the block's area. In total she successfully hunted four more hollows, bringing her dinner plate to be much more wide and vast from her former human diet. Despite the change in courage to fight, or to take risks... she would not risk the sunlight. And would continue to sleep in her abandoned warehouse attic next to the dirtied window.
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2009 4:49 pm
[HollowPost]06: "A Mission Discontinues. A Unknown Resolve Awaits."
-:¦:-Blue-:¦:-] Irritated blue eyes awoken again as they examined the environment around them. Dust particles flew aloft in just about every space nook and cranny in the air this early night. It couldn't have been later than six P.M. which wasn't her usual waking time. A Couple moderate injuries on her forearms in between the thick armor had been afflicting a intense pain out through the day has it healed. Blue would willingly put up with a longer time to heal if it didn't emit such a bothersome affect to begin with! She groaned and continuously trilled out multiple growls time to time becoming all the more furious with this itchy irritated sense of feel. It made her want to rip at her own wounds!
Soon enough the female hollow could no longer deal with the itching feel of nipping under her thick hide- she jerked her body up and in a frenzied fashion rushed from the building without even shaking off the extra dust and dirt from her body. Running to the darkening streets of her so called newly claimed 'hometown', Blue screeched out as she ripped through the opening into the world of the living- Earth. To be sensed by soul reapers and all those who are extra spiritually aware to hollows and so on.... The night was already getting foggy, it rained during the day because the ground and roads were still soaked with a layer of muddy puddles. She wanted to distract herself, she wanted to do something..! She needed to eat and she knew it would help somehow, maybe, perhaps... than again she wasn't sure. Confusion was setting in again. Her long muzzled face wrinkled with a angry expression. She wanted more!
Memories found themselves when they almost had become lost forever. Her father, his friends, all those he worked with. She may have taken out her mother, and she may have let her mother's friends live for now... but not for long! She had the privilege to do what she wanted now, and the courage and strength to know that she could do anything and undergo anyone! Blue remembered running down a certain street before being outran and distracted on top of it, she'd really doubt her father would be in that direction after a few days rolling by.... but what else does she have? No clues, she couldn't even sense him. She needed clues. Hints. She needed people to talk, but who could see her beside attacking fellow creatures like her?
The hollow exhaled a soft relaxing sigh from her fang layered jaws allowing herself to pursue the same path in a peaceful walk as her blue hues watched the surroundings curiously in hopes of finding any hints or signs that might point to where she must go... The dark blanket was slowly covering the sky more and more making Blue feel at ease, as these very passing minutes came by did the hollow take notice of the residents of the neighborhood. Familiar gang members who did her wrong, but the exact people but of the same organization, It dawned on her that rarely any of these crew members lingered where she currently slept or patrolled.
Did it have to do with something? Whether or not it did or didn't she was disgusted with their simple appearance. Tonight she shall be distracted once again to hunt and rid of this place of any gang infestations, or of anything that got in her way of doing it. She would do well in attempting to make each and everyone personal and try and force information out of them as she did to make this small mission not completely useless to her. So easily was it done when at first your prey couldn't see or sense you, then if lucky enough if she would torment the souls before their death making them believe if they told her they would live...cruel perhaps. Blue only seen it as getting even, how many lies did she actually LIVE through let alone think she could trust her parents to rescue her from THEIR mess? They deserved it, each and every one of them... from every building she mauled, to the next block over just to repeat the session all again! She would continue with her rampage, never thinking she'd actually ever feel as bloated as she did with still the emptiness inside of her. It didn't matter to Blue, she would continue to take the lives just not eat them in the end... she's gotten alittle information but not so much that could do her any good.
Another crew taken out just after 3:15 A.M. left Blue climbing on top of the rooftops of a larger apartment complex to scan the next area she had to investigate. There was alot of activity since her rampaging began, especially when she grew tiresome of not eating and started leaving alot of souls behind to live; some on accident others on purpose due to her being to lazy and distant from her usual hunting. More hollows came to either join the hunt or finish off the souls left behind, at first it put Blue on the defensive... but then she noticed the point in it all. They were hungry, just like her looking for food and a meal and they sniffed it out. All this activity and hunting must have gotten others like her kind hasty for their own fun; just like her. She noticed that as long as there was no squabble over the territory or for power in general and as long as everybody as their fair share in food and fun they left each other alone... aside from the dominating battles to overrule each other now and than. . . .. Blue seemed to learn that as long as she kept away from the pack she risked less chance of getting involved with such nonsense.
Her stomach was still as happy as ever, her forelegs bearly even bothered her anymore due to all the excitement around her distracting her mind away from the irritating sensation. Her calm personality was beginning to submit her body into a tired, worn out feeling. So far away from home left her to tuckered out to leave- so the four legged raptor laid down on the rood of the high building and watched the madness below to entertain her until everything settled down. A Few hollow began to scream in a fearful way, they ran from a house about 450 feet away from her own building. A five year old boy lived in there even with his dog in spirit form; soul bound and chained up to the house. It was something else Blue noticed about this night when she hunted... most of the people she found dead suddenly had been chained to something; she remembered her own chains.... how they appeared all snared up around coiled around her body so tightly. It wasn't normal to see that she didn't think, to have it wrapped around you.
Other hollows heard the warning calls and soon found themselves embarrassed and bewildered on what to do next. Run or fight?! Run or fight?! Some could hardly contain themselves and rushed at the house with rage in their howls as they dashed or flew across the land and sky to the one story-house. Looking closer inside Blue narrowed her translucent like pupils when they locked onto a human figure wearing full black and holding a sharp blade prepared to fight... "Hollows!" She heard the man cry out to his enemies, hollows? what was that? Her head ducked down as she watched from afar in deep curiosity of the event happening before her. His sword hung low as his free hand raised to the closing in hollows stampeding closer to the house, a single mutter followed by a lightning flash brought the entire hoard to be massacred without much effort at all. The glass window shattering as the fierce bolt of lightning pierced directly through and forked out to it's victims. It put Blue in both a speechless appall and in awe of such power being used. Next to his right leg was a hugging boy and dog keeping close for protection from her hungry fellow so called 'hollows'.
This man who wore black looked to the boy and his furry friend with no cruel intentions, it was difficult to see small details from such a long & high distance on top of a building. All Blue could see next is the man in black clothes bringing his sword to the point of the boy and dog and making them disappear as if destroying them all together! Just like her kind, he counted on that man- sure from her ~hollow~ kind, but.. but to be betrayed..?! Like her?! She wanted to show him different for sure! Of Course, her courage to fight the black garment wearing man died as soon as he put his attention back on her 'hollow' brethren kind.. and just as easily started wiping them out. O_o;
Quite honestly she felt stuck on top of that roof top, quivering with fear she could only think of one way out... ripping into the safe zone between the two realm dimensions of the world of the living and the Soul Society. So she did in a attempt to flee like a few fortunate others were capable of.. although most lost their lives from the hand and sword of this single unknown man.
She would find herself with even more questions now than answers.... even though now she feels alot more closer to what she is. There is still so much she does not understand.
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2009 3:03 pm
[HollowPost]07: "To be better and to be the best."
-:¦:-Blue-:¦:-]The hollow laid unable to sleep for the long duration of the entire day. The repeated actions of what happened that night invaded her memory and mind. Blue eyes stated at the blank concrete edged wall infront of her, still on the roof the tall giant apartment building over thinking everything. She did not feel fired, her hunger was interrupted by confusion and misunderstanding everything that she knew. The endless hours of pondering only lead up to one conclusion; she wasn't any different from those who were just like her. Hollows. Brethren. Whoever the samurai in black is, he was threat to her race and all their lives together. She felt a instinctive protective emotion constantly bothering her, as if it was up to her to take out anything that threatened what they were... . ... Little did Blue realize her own past memories of a human child had been fading away day by day with each soul that she consumed. If she ever tried to remember back as far as she could go was the pain of the transformation, and slight agonizing pain and suffering from before but she couldn't put her claws on it.
It didn't stop the fact he was dangerous but she figured her hollow kind was unbeatable too when she first ran. She didn't feel hungry either, perhaps it was due to all the meals she ate the night before. It was still light out, only about 4 P.M. or so yet she felt she had to not waist time... what if the man came back and she wasn't ready? Yes, that would be it.... she would train herself to find out how far she could push herself. Find methods for quick kills, find a way to increase her courage to know she could beat whatever he was...
The raptor hollow stretched out, preparing for another early night's work. Her forelegs no longer irritating or bothersome, they had finally almost completely healed and only had half-night more to seal up entirely. It helped in the way that she used them so much to get around, and especially climb down the long steep side of the apartment. While clinging to the top, grappled to the edge it was brought to her attention she should try and be quicker in everything that she did; even a simple climb down the side of something.... get herself used to a new way of activity. Without any doubt setting into her protected head the claws clenched tightly as energy focused itself into the right places, through her latest battling did the hollow realize and control it better... even before this her strikes and snapping bites had become more profound in a quick jolt of a movement... now she would do this with more than just a small attack.
Her body rushed down the side, avoiding all breakable windows in her path which lead her almost into a jerking zig-zag motion down the side, her tail seeming to help balance her throughout it's jagged movements as the first beginning phrases of a Sonido ability was being born. Her rushing figure than gave a single pause as she only had a quarter way more to go from the tall sky skaptar like structure; but with only a second pause her four feet pushed from the building altogether forming a static noise as she hastily reached the hard ground below. Her claws clashed against the street as her body followed in a suave manner; easily being able to stretch out and make a bursting dash forward where she tested herself against fellow objects and tough obstacles.
She would train all night to near day on this performance. She had ran all the back to her 'hometown' where Blue slept in the warehouse with the dieted window. She did not only just work on her speed, but defence... attempting to test her armor and the reiatsu energy that had been attached to it; the Hierro she bearly knew anything about. Battling against whatever she could find during the next few days of intense training; during this time she had even come across a certain other hollow who used a red shot beam at her. A Cero as it was called. It intrigued her very much so to want to learn to use one herself, but with the night dying close by she simply kept it in mind for the next night and sent herself to bed once again.
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Posted: Mon Oct 12, 2009 2:18 pm
[HollowPost]08: " The Winter Nights Of Interminable Beings. "
-:¦:-Blue-:¦:-] Sleeping soundly, the raptor hollow seemed to curl up in a ball near her favoured window that had been finally cleaned showing it's mosaic tiled design of greens, blues, and reds of a simple spiderweb-like design. The reflection of the light behind it always calmed Blue for some reason, putting her back to sleep when having a hard night. Tonight she was oversleeping it seemed, it was already dark and yet Blue didn't show any motive on getting up anytime soon. She was working so hard for the past many weeks, hoping that man in black would show again but instead she's only heard rumors of what they were and what they did from fellow hollows in the home area. Soul Reapers they were called. Hunted and killed hollow kind for the fun of it they said. Stopping us from ever getting a meal, causing a endless battle.
During these forlorn nights in between her eager wait of the return of this Soul Reaper she had obtained much more information than just about the "men" in black bearing a Soul Slayer in hand. Blue trying to keep wise about her own bodily functions had also gazed upon the bright beams of Ceros; in her attempts to make her own beam had been nothing more than failures of repeated embarrassing errors on her part.
She had although been able to feed very nicely and continued to fill herself with delightful meals stronger with each hunt as her focus on eating only became for those of 'worthy' food. Indeed she started to ignore weaker competition and allowed them to keep their lives as long as they didn't bother her, even in rare occasions she would adorn in a conversation with the fellow hollows as long as no hostility came to the conclusion of them meeting up. Perhaps her life was becoming more relaxing and brilliant despite not having found her father on a dinner plate, but it did not concern her as much as long as she was preoccupied with greater deeds such as buffing up for a brand-new meal altogether.
As the night strolled on with waisted time on the hollow's part, new energies began to fill the thick foggy of dead night holding a chilling freeze stronger than most winters, a creeping gray cloud hovered above threatening rain and snow from the drop of temperature. With ease the frilled raptor shivered from the freeze in which not even her thick skin and armour could protect against.... it felt abnormal to her as the closing in energies finally grasped her attention & woken up the calm black & white beast. Blue eyes sharply snapped open as her head lifted in a fraction of a second before her body followed into a strong and frightened stance. She had never sensed this aura before, was it the soul reaper? She couldn't tell if it was a fellow hollow- it had not smelled like them... . ... but not being sure she didn't blink for a moment. As things became more tense her well listening ears picked up the sounds of roaring and howling of her brethren, they were going into battle in a attempt to rid of this unwelcome nuisance. Being apart of this territory and thus apart of her fellow hollow's crew whom belonged here she raced down stairs and outside as she followed where this strong energy's source. She would aid in this fight despite hating going into groups or clashing in battles with others.
Her speed had become fantastic as her sprint allowed her to reach the location easily: Off a high ledge leading into a small broken down park next to a well known man-made water creek that circled the left side of the entire park... otherwise known as the 'Dingy Kiddie Park' to most that lived in the surrounding area. Her running came to a quick halt as she reached the ledge protected with a railing gate to prevent people from falling a 12 foot clear drop the graffiti wall given. Stretching her long neck over the railing with multiple bars to see clearly what was going on in this event; she would be suddenly struck with a eerie sight as already she seen a few hollows laying freshly dead on the ground & against the curving flat surface of the surrounding walls... as if splattered on them like flies to a ... wall.
In the middle of the rusted park stood but a single man with a interested facial expression consuming him as his dark brown eyes circled over to gaze upon Blue's appearance. She couldn't help but to see a pair of woman's clothes on the ground near his feet, his hand holding a purple scarf obviously matching the outfit but without a body... she had a strong sense the lady's death wasn't of a hollow's doing. No, his stare was deadly and he could obviously see her as clear as anybody else. Not only that... but she was certain he was the murderer of her brethren as well! Her heart pounded with a vivid triumph to avenge her kind and catch a unknown target as tonight's meal.... her mind never crossed on understanding what he was. . . So her jaws opened leading out a hollow's howl to engage herself into a combat battle cry.
Leaping over the metal bars of the railing her feet easily flexed close to her body as her figure dropped from the steep fall, but yet easily landing when she reached close to the ground- in which surprisingly allowed her to push off of to send her into a quick rush at the unknown man. It puzzled Blue in thought because he did not flinch nor did he even attempt to move or defend her charging at him.... but it excited her more as she got closer- then she felt a sharp pain speckling all over from her backside and rump as if icicles had priced her tough hide. The impact of a unexpected attack from above sent the long raptor sliding against the ground; where she flopped over and looked to the skies... There she saw what had struck her, a dainty looking piece of paper with a picture of a wintry setting hovering above her before it fluttered over and had been suddenly held by this calm man. "Shameful isn't my pet? How weak and brainless these monsters of hollows are...?" He spoke to the paper even; encouraging it to say something itself & to Blue's surprise... the paper spoke without even having a mouth on it! "Yes! Yes! We are strong and smarter than anybody! THat is why we never loose a fight!" It had a little girl's voice, causing her to shake with disbelief.
"Awh! Look at that master... the hollow is still alive! It looks afraid! Look! Look! It shivers! Teheheehe!" The paper spoke once more as it turned to face Blue whom still lay on the ground with her backside slightly bleeding from the short sharp ice-like knifes stuck in place. "So I assume you wish to play with the filthy beast?" The man questioned his 'doll' as the paper went slightly blank; still holding the art of falling snow clouds & foggy wintry mist. "Please master Rowan! Please I say! Ohh, what shall we do? Please?! Oh please could we skin her!? Look at the pretty armor! I want it I say! I want it now!" The paper pleaded with Rowan like how a greedy child would beg for a cute outfit or toy. Without much effort the man took out his other hand from his pocket and placed the pointer digit as if it were a pen- and still wearing a interested yet calm expression on his face did he start to draw out a chain saw on the sheet of paper.... in doing so the reiatsu energy around him flowed and raised dramatically. Blue stood before he was done and prepared herself for a serious battle...The swarming reiatsu appearing to discourage her from striking him at this point in time. Her brightly coloured eyes kept alert as she watched him finish the drawing.... as soon as he did, did that sheet of paper suddenly screech as if in pain and jerked & flexed; folding so sharply as she enlarged slowly shape-shifting into a mini chain-saw weapon. Blue had become so disturbed at this manipulation that she could no longer hold back & wait to see what would happen. She rushed quickly only to have seen the transforming paper flicker off sharp shards of ice at her face but by closing her eyes her thickly spread armor prevented any damage to occur- but did succeed in halting the hollow's charge.
Quickly did Rowan hold his 'new' weapon with pride and allow his doll to twist and activate the turning jagged blade as he finally moved in a swift dash for the hollow in a attempt to finish the nuisance off. Blue although disoriented had recovered quick enough to watch his beginning charge towards her, and without much effort given did she jerk her entire body out of the way by leaping and running to her right side having a static noise embrace her flash-movement. The man called Rowan nearly smirked as the hollow avoided the attack for it ment more fun for his tool of a friend. The raptor like hollow became frantic with her thinking, unsure on how this man was able to keep up with her movements so easily... it made her feel crushed with the thought if she didn't conjure up a plan quickly her time would be up.
The air was so crisp with icy temperatures it became clear his paper friend was the source of tonight's odd weather change. A ice elemental who could shape-shift into what was drawn on her surface- a drawing made out of pure energy itself! So as she rushed towards a tall flat wall her mind continued to seek some sort of hope or knowledge that she might think of a weak-spot.... did it mean that because it was paper this blade would be weaker? It was a deadly conclusion of what to do, but without much else to go off of her treading had reached the wall as she leaped and pushed off of it- charging directly at the bladed foe; her armor consumed by her own energies as the frilled horned shielded-crown on her head lowered like a ramming weapon at the saw-blade in hopes of her pushed off momentum and added speed would give her a advantage in her melee attempted assault. "Crush the beast my precious Allowlik" His chanting mumbled out from his lips just before the two clashed literally head-on. The enraged hollow beaten and jerked upwards her jagged horned armor as the turning jagged blade fought up against each other; the jerked action of Blue's powerful neck and head won against the down-slashing of Rowan's attempt... putting him off balance and forcing the man to forfeit his attack. As the chainsaw was beaten upwards and sent back closer to her partner, Blue quickly leaped forward once again as if attempting to pounce and claw at his body; unfortunately her attack was blocked by the retreating chainsaw whom in which sent out a counter to easily push off the hollow's attack sending Blue a few feet away to recover before she could try anything else leaving this mysterious foe to recover for his own sake. Blue nearly kept in the shadows made from the towering wall behind her; nearly camouflaging her entire figure due to her armored pieces looking much like the white metal playground nearby.
"Allowlik, tell me why we are playing with this fool. I grow tired of waisting time, let us finish this before we look like fools." His voice changed to a much more serious tone of voice, as if demanding it from the former paper-appearance friend; obviously who carried the name of ~Allow-lick~. "Yes master, Allowlik understands. We will have fun finishing off the pest! Yay!" The giddy exuberant personality of this odd girl-sounding weapon couldn't have annoyed Blue anymore than she already have.... Still it made her question now, what in the hell was she...? And what about the man who obviously controlled her...? They did not the black outfit that a soul-reaper wears, but instead he wore a very formal suit with a maroon red color for the jacket & a darker coloured pants- even his leather like shoes looked fancy to the touch.... But her admiring and pondering soonly became interrupted by a high raising reiatsu as wind curved around him like a miniature twister as it picked up freshly created snow and ice. . . . .His intentions were clear, he would place a final attack on Blue and she would need to thick fast on how to either stop or avoid it.....
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