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Desolation (Hollow Thread)

Post by Human Hollow on Sat Mar 31, 2018 12:47 am

In her previous life, she had seen many things and thought she had known beauty, even naming one of her most powerful techniques 'Elegance'. It was not until she had lost her vision and became a Hollow that she realized the beauty of a cloudless, still night in a seemingly endless desert. 

The Hollow walked on two limbs, her form most definitely humanoid, with long legs and two arms, even breasts. But her flesh was only raw sinews and Hollow carapace. Her mask covered her head and was cracked but not damaged. At her waist was a red skirt and a shawl was lazily draped between her arms and behind her back. Everything these two red cloths touched was stained red with never-drying blood, and a long trail followed her from the horizon. Though she was blind, she knew of this world around her. Could feel it in the air, under her toes and against her flesh, feel it fill her lungs when she breathed. 

Stillness that hid the monsters lurking in the white abyss of sand. Monsters like her, and monsters more evolved, some even less evolved. She could feel the small creatures darting across the sand when she walked, Hollows that took the form and size of small lizards and rodents, Hollows that only needed to breathe the air of Hueco Mundo to be satiated. She almost envied them, for she was voraciously hungry. She was following something currently, following it from one rouge tree to the next. Wherever she went, she could feel it. It was a power so large she thought it was her imagination, filling the air with its own lifeforce, but she was certain now. The quartz trees thrummed with energy and she pressed herself against the one in front of her, running her fingers along its planes and vertices, mentally mapping its shape. This close, she could smell the energy wafting off the tree, and knew it to be the source of the energy she tasted on the breeze.

Why? Why did the trees give off spiritual energy? She recalled from her previous life that the trees of the desert were simply extensions of the Forest below. Did they serve as vents of some kind, pulling energy from Hueco Mundo's core? But where did the core get that energy? And, most importantly, could she eat it?

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Post by Human Hollow on Sun Apr 22, 2018 2:10 am

The Hollow pushed herself away from the tree, her bloody, raw body leaving a womanly impression on its pure surface. This beautiful world... What beings lurked below and out of her range of sense, beings whose life-forces permeated the air itself and left the world more vibrant. 

That was something the sighted couldn't understand. Those... black robed men and women she once called comrades, how ironic that their eyes left them blinded to the primal beautiful of the Hollows. This was nature, in its purest form.

The surges of adrenaline, the thrill of the hunt and the cold chill of fear when oneself was being hunted. How could those who dwell in Soul Society not understand this, the perfect cycle. Survival of the fittest, where the apex predators survived and the weak prey culled.

She recalled once loathing Hollow-kind. But, she could no longer understand why. Her bare toes curled in the sand as she continued on across the White Desert, shawl leaving a trail like a crimson river behind her. Lesser Hollows, the ones whose size and shape were that of lizards and rodents, scurried and buried themselves in the sand. The Hollow female bent and scooped a handful of sand, feeling it cascade between her fingers.

Bringing it to her lips, she smelled the sand, the lives that once touched these grains, and they told her stories of Lesser Hollows hiding among them, of base Hollows like herself treading them underfoot, of blood spilled and battles won and lost. And, older stories, stories she could not quite sense, that hinted at things millennia ago.

Letting the grains fall, the Hollow rose and continued on, wiping her hand on her shawl. She recalled her own battles won, of her first awakening to her true self and battling the Shinigami. Of killing and eating the woman who appeared from the sky, replacing her lungs with the woman's and gaining the power to shift between reality without use of Garganta. Of being in the World of the Living, and fighting the tall Quincy. Her armor had made her harder to swallow, but the Hollow attributed her own Hierro to the woman's own toughness.

A Shinigami would have been lost in thought by this point. But Hollows, they never quite stopped focusing on their surroundings. It was instinct, a primal sense that alerted beings when they were being watched, or worse, about to be attacked. Instinct caused the Hollow to pivot and leap backwards as the sands she was about to step upon erupted as a Cero impacted against them.

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Post by Non-Player Character on Tue Apr 24, 2018 6:20 am

Not even the most politically correct would have made the error of supposing Rata smart. The medium-sized Hollow was many things, but smart wasn't one of them.

Like the intruder who had so blatantly trespassed on HIS territory, he was bipedal--except with his normal posture being somewhat hunched over and perched on the balls of his large, splayed feet. Feet that, on closer examination, appeared almost as long as he was tall. A bone-segmented tail even longer than that lashed at the air in agitation as his frail-by-comparison forearms dangled uselessly, quivering in barely suppressed rage.

Intruder! Trespasser! Who was SHE to wander his hunting grounds unannounced, without so much as a by-your-leave? Did she consider herself some Espada or other, to poach where others had control?

He had assumed so at first, and therefore avoided direct contact even when this brujera of a stranger had gone so far as to mark HIS tree in HIS territory with her impure blood. That alone was an insult deserving nothing less than death. With the tree so marked, lesser Hollows would keep their distance and he would have to rove farther in search of prey if he ever aspired to Evolve.

How dare she? HOW DARE SHE?!

It was only prudence that had stayed his claw so far, prudence that cautioned that such an action might well be the statement of some cocky Espada seeking to prove a point. But he had seen no marking or clue suggesting this so far; indeed nothing even to suggest this stranger was one of the Numeros or even a Fraccion lackey to some greater Power.

And so the jerboa-Hollow simply decided to Act; opening with a sudden unannounced attack in efforts to catch this interloper off guard. Seeing that the first Cero had been less-than-effective at achieving its intended result, Rata shifted gears and resorted to firing Bala instead--balancing himself entirely on his tail while he launched burst after burst with each kick of his deceptively strong legs.

Hah! Take THAT, intruder! And THAT! And THAT!

His Cero was nothing to write home about, nothing out of the ordinary compared to other Hollows. But his Bala were something else entirely: perhaps even the reason why his territory had remained uncontested for as long. He hadn't earned the title 'La Pistola' for nothing, after all.

Tail swiveling, he shot a veritable volley in a circle around him; hardly even bothering to aim by this point in the excitement of the moment.

If that didn't get her, nothing would.

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Tier- Captain
Base Skills- Advanced

Unarmed Combat- Advanced
Spiritual Combat- Advanced
Hoho- Advanced
Hierro- Advanced
Cero- Intermediate
Bala- Expert
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Re: Desolation (Hollow Thread)

Post by Human Hollow on Wed Apr 25, 2018 11:16 pm

The Hollow frowned as a Bala caught her in the stomach, the seething ball of energy burning her flesh mildly and causing the thick cords of muscle to tear and spray her crimson life-force across the sands. Placing her fingers to the injury, she used her Regeneration to wash away the pain and staunch the flow, the raw muscles cauterized.

She could not see, but her ability to Perceive was painting her a rough image. Bipedal, small but not tiny, and full of life as it fired its essence in every direction. 

Small often meant fleet of foot, but this beast had the audacity to strike her, to corrupt her pure visage. Since it could likely scurry away into the night in the time it would take her to charge and fire a Cero of her own, she resorted to darting towards the small creature, reaching to grab its body to sink her human-like mouth into its flesh

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Hit by the Bala: Spiritual Combat Advanced reduced by Advanced Hierro down to untrained. Causes a minor injury.
Running to the other Hollow: equal Hoho, up to NPC if they move out of the way. If not:
Holding the Hollow: Human's Intermediate Unarmed against Rata's Advanced. She's physically weaker. Rata can break free.
Biting: Human's Intermediate Unarmed reduced to nothing by Rata's Hierro. No effect at all.

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Re: Desolation (Hollow Thread)

Post by Non-Player Character on Sun May 27, 2018 5:29 am

If there was a downside to packing ordinance and heavy artillery, it was almost always this: one often tended to get carried away.

So caught up was he in laying down wave after wave of suppressive fire that it did not once occur to him that a more effective outcome might have been achieved had the Hollow bothered to aim in the general direction of its target. Nor did the caution of paying heed to one's surroundings register. Why bother to be mindful of anything, when you could decimate everything in a ten foot radius around?

Well. Almost anything, anyway. Usually things caught in the blast wave of Pistola; be they living or otherwise, lasted seconds at the most before being reduced to heaps of smoking rubble. From his perspective, he was already being overly cautious by keeping up the pressure as long as this. Possibly overkill, but better to be safe than sorry when up against something that could have been Adjuchas or Espada-level in ability. That rationale alone had him continue the turret-style execution of Bala fire, fully convinced his opponent had long been turned into a bullet-ridden carcass on the sands.

Which was why the sudden unexpected pressure at his neckplates took him entirely by surprise, so much so he allowed himself to be hoisted partway before even attempting to struggle free. Sand spouted up in geyser clouds as a spiny segmented tail thrashed in its frenzy, attempting to angle round enough to get whoever was holding on in point blank range. While it came across as a nasty shock to discover that there were indeed creatures able to withstand the opening salvos of Pistola, Rata comforted himself with the knowledge that not even an Espada itself could hope to recover after getting hit by both barrels at point blank range. Just a few more inches to the side, and...

He swiped with his tail, trying to turn faster before the wretched trespasser finished doing whatever she was planning to do.
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Re: Desolation (Hollow Thread)

Post by Human Hollow on Thu Jun 14, 2018 10:07 pm

The Hollow pulled away, wiping her hand across her jaws. Her teeth could not pierce the enemy's hide, and he was physically superior. That was something she could not permit. She had to be stronger than this lowly beast. She was better than it.

The Hollow moved back, letting her spiritual energy swell around her until it became tangible. She could hear it crackle and burst against the sands around her. She didn't need to see to know that it first manifested as rust colored strands of light that twined and converged, forming red-brown sparks of electricity. This energy ran mostly between the two tips of her crest, sparking behind her back and running upwards in an arc continuously, growing more intense as the peak of the arc grew into a nucleus of energy. 

What she could not devour... She would obliterate.

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