Reconstruction of the World of Endless Sands and Darkness

Mon Oct 14, 2013 9:25 pm

Suzu was sitting back in a chair in the old Espada meeting room. she was casting out a message by use of a kido known as Tenteikūra. All with in the city walls would hear her calling in side there head. Suzu letting her energy flow out from her normally and that would place a force on the weaker hollow like beings that were in the city. Her vast spiritual power being so strong it affects everyone to this scale.

Anyone with in the 1 tire class would lose 40% of their Movement and any energy they try to put out will be 40% weaker. 2 tire class jumps to 70% and any within 3 tire class would be completely unable to move or use energy outside of their body.

Suzu’s voice soft and sweet as if she was speaking to children. “My brethren I am here before you all to declare my intentions, A lot of you know my face and voice as I am a previous espada. I ask you to overlook how I may feel to you right now and look at the facts of our world. We who have descended from hollow origins have no leader right now. We have no one governing us other than are self’s. If we stay like this to long one of us will rise up and take the crown for their self and if that must be done I am more than willing to do so. But what I hope is to bring in a new era to our lands, I want to give us something that we have never had before. If you will follow me I wish to remake are world. Starting with the espada not as it was in the past with numbers reflecting power, But as equals and of any that share our blood... with a counsel of our finest to lead us into the future we as a people can grow and become stronger. Without the need of a king or queen.” Suzu's voice turning back to its normal tone. "Now any that have the strength and will to speak to me you can tell where I am and you may come and join a deliberation. ”

I wonder what your insides look like..

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Wed Oct 16, 2013 1:56 pm

Diablo Cortar~The Cutting Devil
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With all that was going on within Las Noches, the castle of the old Espada, it would be impossible for any in the area to not know that something big was going down. However, for one soul actually within the borders of Las Noches itself, such matters were simply ignored. Not because the individual had no stake in the outcome, but simply because... he cared nothing for the matters of others. Sitting within the walls of his old chambers, still soaked in his own blood cast aside for his "art", the former Espada known as Diablo Cortar simply ignored the "commotion" that was going on within the castle. Yes, he had heard the woman's message quite clear, but he cared neither for her nor her ideology. Of course, it was nothing special about her that gained Diablo's apathy; he shared it equally to all others who inhabited this world of theirs, as well as any other. While the prospect of so many beings amassing within Hueco Mundo was not something he would care to see, neither did he want to get caught up in the matter any. Had that woman been alone, he would have wasted no time in simply ending any threat she could have posed, but with the arrival of so many, so many strong beings, Diablo simply chose to remain within his old chambers; his presence easily masked by the fact that the entire room he resided in radiated his spiritual pressure from the energy within his spilled blood.

Of course, should this "man" have chosen not to interfere, then there would have been no point in even mentioning his presence; but soon there was another participant who actually managed to pique Diablo's interest... if he even had enough emotion to call it that. Having been one of the closest persons to the old Queen of the Hollow's, Ashlei Clixx, and most likely her most "devout" follower, as soon as he sensed the presence of one of her sisters, Rose Mischevang, he knew that it was finally time to make an appearance. Of course, there was no joy in... well, absolutely anything Diablo ever did, as the concept of joy was simply outside of his understanding, there was even less so in having to join the fray. However, not only was Rose the only real connection he had to the former Queen at the moment, he also did not wish for her to be harmed; just as he had protected her sister. Granted, it would be rather hard to say it was any sort of emotion driving him to do this, as Diablo himself understood those naught, but more... well, a sense of obligation. Ashlei had been the only other individual whose company he actually kept, and though it would be hard to actually say that he had any feelings for her, given his nature... well, she was the closest he had ever been to actually finding any emotion. That, and in all honesty, Rose did remind him somewhat of Ashlei, so actually choosing to go to her side was not that much of a stretch for him.

Standing up, his Zanpakutō secured firmly at his waist, Diablo slowly exited his old quarters; making sure to maintain the contact with the blood of his "art". The moment he exited the chambers, his presence would have been made quite clear to all whom currently inhabited the castle; and any hollow that had lived long enough to know the tales of the Devil of Hueco Mundo would have been long gone in fear for their lives. Of course, as his presence would have become known right away, Diablo showed no hesitation and quickly used his sonido to appear at the side of Rose Mischevang. "...calm... niña Mischevang..." he spoke to Rose, his tone as flat an emotionless as ever. He could quite easily tell that she was quickly losing control of her emotions and energy, and though he could not relate to such feelings, he knew that it could easily lead her into combat. Of course, she would hopefully know who he was; not only had he almost constantly been at Ashlei's side, but he and Rose had at least met on occasion; though her reaction to his words would undoubtedly boil down to how much she felt she could trust him... which should be quite a lot. Either way, it was quite clear that he stood on her side.

Turning his attention over to the rest, Diablo paid little mind to any of their speeches or ideals; as nothing any of them could say would have any merit to him. Of course, as always his expressions gave away nothing of what was going on within his head, as even Diablo's eyes held a complete lack of emotion to be read. "...ninguno de ustedes... son bienvenidos... aquí..." Diablo spoke, the only change in his emotionless tone to keep it from being truly monotone was his Spanish accent. Even if any of the other persons did not speak or understand Spanish, the meaning of Diablo's words would have been quite clear; though they obviously did not apply to Rose, merely to the "intruders". Still standing almost completely motionless, Diablo did not make any gestures to back up his words, nor did he make any motion that would indicate any hostility. Should the others not heed his words, then he would reluctantly take action, but until then he would not take any unnecessary risks. "...leave..." he added, driving home the point of his words despite still lacking any emotion to his tone.

~Diablo's Fun Translation Time!~

"...ninguno de ustedes... son bienvenidos... aquí..." = "...none of you... are welcome... here..."

Thu Oct 17, 2013 7:11 pm

zetsurin wrote:

||SUZU || ZUMIZIMU ||

Mental Message. “Kor-tatha it’s nice to hear your voice and I think you for using your talents of telepathy. This is meant for all our people after all and let's be honest it has a high probability of becoming violent. So once again I thank you for giving those who do not wish to come here yet want their voice to be heard a chance to speak.”

Suzu would get up from her chair and run over to Doctor hebi. Her hand wrapping around him in a warm loving embrace. “Hello my Darling it’s always good to see you.” She would float a little bit off the ground and try to give him a kiss. And after that she would stay by his side for a moment waiting for the other energies to make their presence known. After all it was best to address them all as a group instead of individually. She would keep quiet lessening to each one of their words and opinions of her proposal.

“I am happy you all could make It.” suzu would walk back over to her chair sitting down in it with her hands folded over her lap. “And I do hope we can keep some level of chivalry and humility though I know that is asking a bit much of our kind. Now then Magnolia... You say that most vizards come from soul reapers. That is true but let’s be truthful you’re a half breed just like a Arrancar. The Gotei casted you out like a mangy old dog and tagged you a monster. Does that not seem cold to you? They did not even look for a cure or remedy for you. Execution is the only thing on their minds. At least I am willing to count you as one of us, crude behavior and all.”

Turning her head to look at rose suzu expression would be a calm one“ Rose your so close to the meaning of my words. All you got to do is connect the lines a little bit more and limit the scope. Yes we hollows kill for power, joy, or even just for the hell of it. It is the hollow way for the weak to become part of the strong. The hollow race has mix so much with others. Humans, demons, shinigami, machines and it’s only a matter of time before one is of both angel and hollow blood. We have evolved so much, we have adapted so well to the changes of this world. I will speak bluntly nagato fell because he was unfit to rule. He wanted to change things back to the days of old as he himself was stuck in the past. But Lady Ashlei she was more than enough to guide our people. In truth she is the only one I see fit to rule over us… but without her we must make do with what we have.” Suzu would breathe out heavily.

“Lady Ashlei done what was needed for our people. I did not even like demons that much… But it was a wise choice to join with them… and I have grown fond of them now. You are the Primeria Espada the best we have the strongest of us. By all right you're next in line to rule. Yet I think you know as well as me that the crown does not need to be placed on your head. That you’re not what our family needs right now. At least not you alone. Nagato divided us and now we need people willing to unite. We need to become stronger, we need to gather parts of are whole family. I am not saying we let in every vizard. Such a thing would be stupid. But we all know there are vizards out there that would make great additions. I am speaking of the Monsuta and others like them. We can reach out to them and acknowledge and welcome them in to us. I am not saying we all join under one banner just yet. I myself have no plans of leaving shadows fall. But we can let them in to Thanatos Centro and we can still help each other. Collaboration is what I am asking for. To open some of our borders up just a little. Rose we can force our cities to be save zones, to not allow any fighting amongst ourselves with in their wall. This is well within the realm of possibilities."

“you say it's unneeded yet if we don’t act fast this world will fall back into chaos and I refuse to let that happen. There will be order even if that means I must use force to do so. I much rather be in a Lab then on a battlefield, but make no mistake I will do whatever is necessary for this changed to take place. I must say that I was hopeful that you would see things from my point of view. It would be alot easier for others to follow if you were with the counsel. A single king or queen won’t work as the only one good enough for that role is gone. But we can steel do this. We can start down the path of unity. We can take control of this land to stop it from falling in to chaos, But we can’t do it alone. So I ask for your help to fix what is broken and make it better than it was before.”

(ooc This almost killed me to post xD... over 900 words x.x i think it's the biggest I've ever done."

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“..you haven’t changed, How Dissapointing”

Magnolia had slowly said looking at the little red head Arrancar, but her eyes those eyes which once showed with spontaneous emotion, with such trivial things as the arrancar had seen in the war for America? Those things had been long purged these eyes where the eyes of someone that had seen despair itself in its purest form. Eyes that understood the darkness, yet knew what it meant to truly walk in the light. Clear eyes which seemed to be almost looking past rose like her words held as much meaning to her as a grain of sand in this vast desert. Yes these eyes seemed to be unsettling the eyes of someone who had grown up and been forced to do so in such a short period of time that it was unsettling, almost frightening. These eyes just looked forward eyes that barely acknowledged this world eyes that both gave and didn’t give a damn. The mask had slipped and the truth behind the face was showing. Such Dark eyes, used to belong to another, easily seen in a certain Rosary one that spoke of Despair. But one that wasn’t giving in but just knew the harsh truth.

But the words those that had meant to upset or anger the Vizard, just made her blink slowly as if nothing really mattered almost her mind seemed to be just taking in information just what had happened? That was hard to say but right now her eyes held a dark pressure, but not a dangerous pressure just as if the soul was sinking deeper into darkness but at the same time walking in the light calmly. These eyes just looked past Rose, as she had looked at yet another arrival another Arrancar which was stoic and had about emotion as a card-board box, and that would be literally the truth it seemed from how his voice and expression was, minus the Spanish accent of course, which seemed to skew up the stoic theme quite negatively. Though magnolia just stared at him this man who seemed to have said one word, her eyes didn’t really look at him either but looked through him as she looked past and into the skies of Hueco Mundo at the moon and the black sands, almost she regarded them as if they weren’t even there and asked in a calm but certainly eerie voice.

“..What is the probability of this actually working, this plan you have in mind.”

That was all she asked her voice held no interest nor did it lack emotion it had emotion that was not quite cold but like someone who hadn’t meant to exist and someone who knew this better than anyone. Her eyes slowly though had eventually made their way back to the sands and she had slowly blinked once more her expression pulling slowly not into a frown but quite the odd little grin before of course she laced her fingers together and let them settle in on her lap and then finally decided after a while that her mouth had felt like it wanted to work again, to say something. But even then her voice was oddly not quiet but not full of emotion, just dark foreshadowing.

“And I hope you know, as long as there is existence there is strife. . . It is a balance of this world no this reality. . the reality we live in. Are you prepare to stain the sands red if it is what is needed to get the job done? “

With those words being said she had closed her mouth and sat there and for as much as she moved she could have been a statue. Her eyes closed as if she was sleeping though if someone was foolish enough to test her there would be a pretty large aftershock. A very large one, while her golden hair bleached white by the moonlight, accented her pure white features and she just waited, for an answer to what she was wondering.

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Mon Oct 21, 2013 10:26 pm

"Hmm?" The voice of the Doctor inquired simply, looking at the air around him, as if scared of a ghost that was appearing. In reality, it was because a new voice had penetrated inside of his mind, that of Kor-tatha. Kor-tatha was receiving nothing from the Doctor's mind, and would continue to receive nothing, lest the mass fo psyche be rendered insane. As such, he could receive communications, but could not send any himself. "It's fie, it's fine!" The male's voice laughed at Kor-tatha's fear. "Fighting would be pointless at this juncture, after all." He expressed simply to the area around him. If one of the people present sent the line of communication of that to Kor-tatha, that was fine, but the Doctor himself was not hooked up to the grid to send the message, so if they didn't he would be speaking to empty space.

He was quiet as Rose began to expostulate to Magnolia, noting her haughty aggressiveness. Hmm.. Seems she's emotionally damaged. He thought to himself, the smoke from the cigarette rolling around in rings from the tip of his joint as he listened. However, she then turned that haughty aggressiveness towards Suzu, and deep within the Doctor's core his muscles began to tighten up. "But apparently you can do the same thing if you just combine with Demons…?" He asked out loud, as if speaking to no one to particular and yet to everyone. "I wholly agree that hollows are little better than snails when it comes to something ruling over them, but a blanket is better at touching multiple targets than a needle, as well." He stated simply in reply to her assertions towards his wife, watching as the girl let down her hair. "My, would you care for a haircut?" He asked simply, obviously not being serious in the least, but feeling like the girl was sorely in the depths of depression and that doing nothing to try to influence her out of there would be unbecoming of himself.

"I don't remember a formal acceptance by hollows of Arrancar either~" The Doctor let out, thinking back to how the Espada formed, how there were so few of them to begin with and they essentially subjugated all nearby hollows. "And as if there could be force-feeding of anything to snails. You can guide the snails and show them the right way, but they can go over anything in their path with their trail of slime all the same. All you can do is attempt. I think it's pretty much the same." He stated simply, viewing the matter in a rather philosophical manner. "Every 'government' that existed in this place before now was fine with those bylaws. Barragan's kingdom, Aizen's dictatorship, Ashlei's aristocracy… All of these had no problems with hollow nature. I'm not sure if that has to change with what she has planned, either." He stated simply, before looking at her directly in the eyes as the lightning began to come down.

'And ethics… Haha… Hahaha… I don't remember those coming up, Ms. Mischevang the Primera." He stated simply, chuckling to himself. His eidetic memory informed him that Suzu had never said ANYTHING about morals, ethics, or principles. She had literally only said that they should have a new form of government, like the ones of the past, but based more on the principles of group decision making than of a dictatorship. "...Please don't let yourself be consumed by hate." He suddenly spoke to her, looking at her with his honest gray eyes. "Pain begets pain… You are a strong Arrancar, and a strong person.. Don't let it diminish you." He told her simply, before blinking. "Diablo Cortar. Devil's Cut."

His voice suddenly stated, though a single degree of tautness had been added to it. After all, Diablo had been the strongest member of the former aristocracy up to his disappearance a year ago, and the Doctor could plainly feel the presence of the male's dissatisfaction with those present through his presence. "Tu ses un Arrancar traditionales… Verdad? Porque tú apprendes ahora? Que cierto TU TIENES EN TODOS DE ESAS?!"

His voice demanded, before suddenly becoming heated at Diablo's assertion that they should leave. His statement was asking what Diablo had been doing there, what part he held in any of this, by what right he told anyone here anything. Suzu had been working constantly for over the last year, and was even now still trying to help make some kind of improvement. The fact of Diablo's sudden opposition to it burned a fire in the Doctor's belly, and after his outburst, he calmed down. Any other time he would have been pleased to have a chance to change up his language, but not this time. He became heated, lost control of his emotion for a moment due to Diablo's assertion, the injustice of the male's intentions, but felt himself growing calmer once more.

He completely calmed down as he felt Suzu's body against his own, listening to her and returning her kiss. "Hello, my wife…" He greeted her back, feeling her presence next to himself, glad that she was close enough for him to feel her presence, before feeling slightly empty as she moved away from him. "…" He was silent, listening as Suzu explained for herself, specifically about the points of Ashlei's old rule, seeing as how many facets of it correlated to what Suzu was attempting to accomplish now. Suzu then began speaking of politics, which was by NO means the Doctor's strong suit….

Oh, there can be no lying in writing. Politics are the strongest area the doctor has socially, but this was Arrancar politics. Which is barely even a thing to begin with. So of course the Doctor wouldn't exactly be up to snuff on it. Can, but not necessarily will… He thought to himself further, opening his mouth once more. "Ah… I would also like to point out that within the main base of operations, Aizen and the Espada did indeed have SOME order tat they maintained, and had punishments for disobeying the order of things. However, at the same time, they did value the customs of Arrancar of old. I'd say it's perfectly possible to have a society of hollow with ruled off areas, as that's been proven possible. Imagining social agreement from a strife-created populous is an impossibility, but there is some room for development and change." He continued simply, noting for himself the few points of logic that he felt like Suzu should reevaluate. Really… The entire city doesn't need to be a safe zone. In addition, it sounds like she needs to honor the way that typical hollow instincts are dealt with… She needs to get Rose on her side, not leave her uncertain like this… Then the two of them could work together towards getting the most beneficial, natural thing for hollows… He thought to himself, before at last coming to a conclusion within his own mind.

...A hollow society… The only proper way to describe that would be ordered chaos… Like my own mind… So it is perfectly possible for it to be successful.

[i]Español.

Tu ses un Arrancar traditionales… Verdad? Porque tú apprendes ahora? Que cierto TU TIENES EN TODOS DE ESAS?!
"You are a traditional arrancar… Right? Why you work now? What right do you have in all of this?"

Fri Oct 25, 2013 4:45 pm

The many Minds

of Kor-tatha

Kor-tatha shivered as she felt Rose Mischevang’s energy pour out from the room where Suzu was meeting everybody. Even in her location it was easily noticed, the energy of the primera espada. Sighing to herself, she listened to everything Rose had to say, keeping quiet and not responding at all to anything she said. However, when the man known as Diablo came and spoke, Kor-tatha’s response flowed back almost immediately, her voice flowing with dislike.

“Don’t order me around, asshole. You seem to have forgotten something about me, something you all need to remember here and now. I never swore loyalty to Shadowfall, nor to any of you espada. My loyalty belonged solely to Miss Ashlei, and now that she is gone I will not take orders from you! Besides, I’m not anywhere near you, I’ll stay hidden for now.”

Taking a few deep breaths, Kor-tatha tried to calm herself down. She hated men like that, who just ordered others around because they wanted them to be different. This is why she did not wish to return to this place under any circumstances, the reason she stayed a loner in the sands of Hueco Mundo. However, she had returned with one purpose and she must fulfill that purpose.

After a minute or two of calming down, Kor-tatha let out a scream of pain. It was happening, her fear had come, and for a minute the many minds within her were freed, their voice shouting over the telepathic connection to all nearby. Voices calling for the death of Ashlei, others begging to be saved, the thousands of minds within Kor-tatha screamed out for a short sixty seconds before she managed to wrestle them back in to control. Panting heavily, Kor-tatha spoke softly through her connection again.

“Ah… sorry about that. It seems there were some issues with my… mind. Anyways, I’ll try not to let it happen again. I guess I’ll continue to listen to a couple of emotional bitches insult the one woman who seems to actually have a grip on her mind.”

With that she stopped talking, smiling softly to herself. Sure, she was worried about the fact that she had just insulted both Magnolia and Rose, but to some extent she just didn’t care. She wasn’t willing to let these fools dictate her life anymore. Yes, she had sworn her loyalty to Miss Ashlei, but Miss Ashlei was gone, and now they were thinking of replacing her with someone else? It just seemed so unreal to Kor-tatha, almost like a dream to her.

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