Re: Truffles and Punch [Elyss]

Tue Sep 10, 2019 1:56 pm

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As soon as she'd felt resistance fight back against her, Abigaíl released her hold on the girl. It wasn't much, but even the horn now stuck to her zanpakutō would make for an acceptable anchor. Immediately, her power quelled, and the corrosive nature of her touch faded away.

"I'm sorry, Elyss!" She breathed with her raspy, monstrous voice as her arms wrapped more gently around the girl's shoulders. She remained Hollowfied herself, just in case the redhead tried to fight back again, but now... Now, she hoped the worst had been put behind them. The weight she pressed against the girl with now was not of a foe, but a friend who only wished to help.

"Just keep fighting it." Despite the tone that came with drawing on her other half's power, she tried to sound sweet and supportive. It was a new thing for her, however. "Show the Hollow how strong you are."

Tue Sep 10, 2019 10:58 pm

Hollow Elyss

Elyss Kishimoto

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Song: N/a STUFF - Artist: N/A STUFF - Words: N/A

The current fight isn’t against Abigail. The world around Elyss didn’t matter anymore. It’s only what’s inside that does. Her mind is the battlefield, and her spirit the fighter. Though, her spirit is split in three: Elyss, the Hollow, and the Zanpakuto. Three beings trapped in combat. Two against one to save the redhead from falling into the abyss. Things aren’t going well to say the least.

Elyss finds her onyx eyes barely opening staring upwards; well what she can assume is upwards. All she really knows is that she’s falling, or is she flying? Maybe she’s ascending. There is no way to tell in the darkness around her. She can hear his faint voice though; that strange old man that sits upon that throne in her mind. She doesn’t even know his name, yet he keeps calling for her over and over and over. She wonders where his voice is coming from in the expanse of nothingness around.

“If you won’t let me in, I’ll just force myself in!”

Those words echo all around: seductive, alluring, imposing in tone. And, that is when the darkness changes. The mind is a tricky thing. One can find it hard to pinpoint what exactly is going on as one scene swiftly becomes another. She is no longer falling. She is now within her Zanpakuto’s castle, but it is in dismay. The walls are old, cracked, and crumbling around her. All the pillars have fallen yet the roof has no caved in. The throne has been broken down and from it sitting on the root of some old tree that grows to heights immeasurable sits a woman with grey skin and pure white hair. She sits naked; her form anorexic, but one could not tell with her hair covering her form. Elyss simply knew without knowing anything. She faced away the redhead though, and Elyss did not know exactly what she should do at this time.

“You shouldn’t have come~”

That same voice, this strange being has it. That tone that coaxes Elyss to listen and question why she is here even more, but the redhead cannot answer that question. Maybe this was a callout to her will being weak.

“I thought you stronger Elyss, but here you are ripe and ready to die~”

The figure sitting on the root turned its head showing bloodshot red eyes; blue irises that glowed on a clean yet disfigured face. Under those eyes are two red lines that seemed to morph growing bigger and smaller at strange increments as does the red cross on this stranger’s head. Atop her head growing out of her hair appears to be a blood crown of some short that circles her head before forming into small horns.

“Who are you?”

Elyss couldn’t keep her curiosity at bay.

“What happened here? Where is the old man?”

The figure that is female? male? laughs softly before giving Elyss a small smile showing off her shark like teeth. She lifts one arm waving to get Elyss to look around the room, but there is nothing more to note.

“This is the end, is it not? This is what happens to most thrones with time. They grow old and decay. Just like all things in life will one day do. Just like you and I shall one day do. I… I am that voice in the back of your head that soothes yet condemns you Elyss. I am… inevitable.”

That answers nothing for Elyss, but she suddenly feels in immense danger, yet, when she took one step back, she felt something grab a hold to her ankle. Looking down, the redhead sees, in horror, a skeletal hand grabbing hold of her that is dragging her foot down through the floor. And, that hand is soon accompanied by another and another and another. Many hands rise from the ground reaching for her and grabbing her body pulling her down into the ground as her panicked eyes focus on the strange figure sitting on the roots. Onyx eyes stare into red eyes as they have a silent exchange of words, for Elyss’ own mouth is soon captured by one of the many hands.

Back to the real world, and things have settled down. Elyss is stuck, and seems to have given up. Abigail has emerged victorious, but that was before the events in her head. The dark skinned woman will notice one thing; only one thing. That thing being Elyss’ horn stuck on her blade cracking. But, right before it does, the redhead’s energy suddenly spikes and right where her head lies between her horns emerges another Bala, but this one is not alone as another Bala forms and another. Three balls of energy gravitating right there before that horn snaps and Elyss’ head jolts to the side as her demonic red eyes look up to Abigail moments before those three Bala are fired right into the woman’s face unless she moves or decides she is strong enough to handle the strange explosive power of the redhead’s attacks. Even then, Elyss’ form would move fast using Sonido to clear the distance from underneath Abigail hoping the attack was enough to lessen her hold and allow her to transverse the room to the other side where a change would occur as the smoke from her Bala’s began to clear.

No longer did Elyss stand there as she did before. What appeared to be blood leaked from her ripped horn and her eyes have become completely covered by a black mask; her creepy smile showing razor sharp canines. Her arms that have been growing weird white bone plating have changed into black crystalline like appendages. Even her clothing has changed from what she wore to a completely black dress.

“She sure was strong, but I was stronger.”

Came her voice warped.

Coding By: [THEFROST]

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Wed Sep 11, 2019 2:05 pm

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Abigaíl Espinosa

Oh, how wrong she was. After mere moments of peace and supposed victory, the girl moved underneath her and freed herself with a sickening crack. When the red glow of three Bala turned to face the brunette, it was all she could do to brace herself with her lack of footing. Still, she fell back and managed to lessen the impact some, but the trio of explosions across her face and collar took their toll.

When Abigaíl stood again, the other figure standing with her in the room was no longer Elyss. She grimaced behind her mask, and her reiatsu surged with the process of regenerating her wounds. She felt... a lot in that moment. Anger and hatred, certainly, but sorrow. Pain.

Guilt.

Had she failed her friend at such a crucial time? Was Elyss truly and hopelessly gone? There was no way to tell, but the Hollow was now freed to do as it wished. She couldn't let it leave the room. As few tears rolled down her cheeks, Abigaíl stepped with a sharp flash and retrieved her zanpakutō from the floor, leaving Elyss' two to clatter to the ground.

Not now...

A small gasp escaped her as she thought about the girl being gone for good. She had... She had never felt so hopeless before. And... It was... It was its fault!

Abigaíl crouched ever so slightly before exploding forward, carried by a leap that rivaled the speed and skill of a flash step. A loud, angry cry filled the room as she neared the Hollow in less than the blink of an eye, filtered through her mask and her other half as a menacing hiss. That same hiss now exuded from her blade, as its very presence bit and burned at the air around it.

Her black and gold eyes bore down on the creature, joined by six red orbs lain across her brow. She brought her weapon forward in a quick thrust, then another, and another. In her fury, she was relentless to make this monster suffer for simply being.

Thu Sep 12, 2019 1:06 pm

Hollow Elyss

Elyss Kishimoto

Song: N/a STUFF - Artist: N/A STUFF - Words: N/A

She can see it; the guilt, sorrow, her pain and her anger. It is satisfying. Such wonderful negativity radiating off of her in droves creating such delightful scents. One could practically taste such intoxicating emotions. Elyss smiles wickedly letting her razor sharp teeth flash maniacally with just the right amount of tilt to her head for her dark crimson mane to roll around her head and face to add just a tad bit of insanity to her visage. If one were asked to point at the madwoman in the room, no doubt their fingers would guide the curious to the Hollowized redhead.

There seemed to be no sense of danger in her person though. Despite the killing intent from the other woman. Oh, is that a tear? Is Abigail crying? Elyss smirks as she notes her Zanpakuto hitting the floor. What useless junk. She has no use for those worthless blades now that she has ascended to a form beyond that of a Shinigami.

“Feeling a bit… useless, hopeless, worthless? I guess you’ll be dead soon, so that won't matter, eh? Don’t fret though. This was inevitable. You should be happy that you helped cause this; you and that vile wench upstairs. Heh. I could care less about surviving, you know? All that matters is that she lost and I won, but I guess causing you a bit of suffering will make this small victory all the more sweeter. Help you realize just how empty life truly is~”

Her corrupted singsong tone taunts and teases Abigail watching the woman get ready to launch her assault; her futile assault.

“Yes! Let me hear your anguish!”

Despite Abigail’s speed, Elyss’ transformation gave boon to powers that the normal redhead wouldn’t have. That, and the fact that Elyss’ Zanpakuto’s ability is being abused by this new Hollowized figure means that the difference between Abigail and Elyss isn’t as far apart as one would first assume. That is why, when Abigail trusted, the black bony claws that pulsed with reddish veins full of energy that displayed the power coursing through her body moved just as swiftly deflecting the blade with a smack; the hissing of whatever corrosion ability coming off Abigail’s Zanpakuto burns at the appendage, but the redhead seemed to care not as her claws started flying deflecting thrust after thrust.

“Don’t let that anger get the best of you! That is where she failed!”

Ironic coming from a being born from unquenchable anger to suggest someone else not succumb to their rage, but that is what creates an opening in Abigail’s relentless assault. Such a forward assault leaves one a bit vulnerable when stopped by an equal force, and as Abigail trusted once more, Elyss would make sure to aim to slap her sword to the side extra hard to throw the woman a bit more off balance than normal as her other arm swings back and punches forward, claws extended, as the redhead aims to dig them into Abigail’s side and rip outwards to tear flesh asunder from her person which would be followed by her leg coming up to press her foot squarely into the dark skinned woman’s stomach and kick her away with excessive force.

“Hahaha! So fun!”

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Thu Sep 12, 2019 1:56 pm

Abigaíl Espinosa

She felt her sword connect, only to be brushed aside by the Hollow's armored hand. Then again. And again. Any other time, Abigaíl should've stopped to rethink her approach, but now, she was out for blood. It was by the third deflection of her zanpakutō that she lost her footing, and fear entered her mind in full force.

Told you so...

Her left arm rose to come between her and the Hollow's right, and caught the deadly claws before they could find something softer. Their fingers interlocked, and the sickening hiss of her corrosive touch resumed in earnest. However, she had no means of defending against the kick to come, and could only bolster her defenses and begin the process of regenerating beforehand. The blow was heavy, and surely bone had been cracked -if not broken under its weight.

Just then, the heavy music died as the track fell into a breakdown.

Don't stop now...

Abigaíl coughed violently, and a small amount of blood splattered against the back of her mask. Every joint in her left arm ached under the pressure of the Hollow's strength, but she still fought on. With a loud scream over the dwindling music, "ELYSS," she swung her zanpakutō overhead and brought it down upon the Hollow's entrapped arm. She aimed for the least obviously armored place she could see, in an attempt to disarm the creature both literally and figuratively.

Thu Sep 12, 2019 3:36 pm

Hollow Elyss

Elyss Kishimoto

Song: N/a STUFF - Artist: N/A STUFF - Words: N/A

Tch. How stubborn. Abigail should have just rolled over and died like a good girl. She rolls over for Ulv at every beck and call like a sweet little trained doggy aiming to please for a treat. How adorable how she continues to resist and flail about as if anything she does matters. A claw has been caught, but Elyss has another free arm that has already proved to overpower her enraged sloppy swordplay. It’s simply a matter of trying again and again until her claws sink deep and her opponent wastes away into the worthless mush she is. That is, until Elyss sees that raised sword.

“I care little for this body, Abigail. Death is inevitable! The end is nigh for you and me! Let me show you.”

Her foot finds purchase back on the floor moments before the sword comes down. Abigail has committed far too much to her little attack. And, she will pay for that commitment.

As Abigail swung down, Elyss’ free claw came forward reaching right for the woman’s mask aiming to wrap her giant claws around the other’s head and crush down against them skull right as that blade sunk deep into her arm. Despite her whole arm having somewhat of armor on it, right at her shoulder, there is a joint that must be less guarded to allow her free movement of the limb. That is where Abigail’s Zanpakuto falls. That is where she slices through Elyss’ arm taking the appendage off, though not cleanly as her body naturally resists against the honed edge, but off the arm comes as Elyss hand grabs hold and purchase; her body lifting upward to pick Abigail off her feet and drop her down on the ground with a powerful slam.

Blood splatters against the ground as her wound sputters and spits blood all around them as the veins excrete excessively due to Elyss’ heightened adrenaline pumping it out. Despite this, the massive black claw would grip harder onto Abigail’s face/mask squeezing down wondering how durable this woman’s pretty accessory could handle the pressure.

“Pain means that we exist~”

Abigail will feel the energy begin to build on top of Elyss’ head, but it feels much heavier than a Bala as said energy slowly begins to lower itself to Elyss’ mouth; Spiritual energy gathering in droves to answer her beckoning call. The black ball of energy building and building before turning red.

“I embrace the pain now, for I know, in the end, there will be no pain. Elyss feels no pain now, and soon you will neither. Your fight is over. Embrace it, but I am feeling a bit generous. Any last words, Abigail?”

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Thu Sep 12, 2019 4:36 pm

Abigaíl Espinosa

Though her sword found purchase, then resistance before there was none again, Abigaíl still felt on the receiving end of their battle. There was naught she could do to defend against the claw that wrapped itself around her face, and she felt her body rise and fall sharply before the cold ground underneath struck her heavily.

As Elyss spoke again, the music built anew and drowned out her words. The intention was clear, however. The power gathering overhead, turning to a deep crimson that signified impending death and destruction, was difficult to misinterpret. In what little time she had to think through the pain, Abigaíl realized how much of it had already lapsed.

The cracks forming across her mask weren't due to the Hollow's strength.

With every breath agonizing and her strength about to dwindle to something almost nonexistent in the shadow of the creature atop her, Abigaíl acted quickly. Her chelicerae flexed with her jaw, and hoping her corrosive touch would be enough to break the creature's defenses, she bit down as hard as she could on the heel of the hand over her face. If she was successful, her venom would begin working almost immediately, breaking down the Hollow's body from within and weakening it like a fire coursing through its veins...

... All so that she could put the creature down. With her right arm pinned awkwardly between them, she grasped her weapon instead in the left and called out against the weight over her mouth, "Heaff!"

Moisture unable to escape clouded her vision as the blade morphed and took up its true shape, and she poised her arm as well as she was able with the empowered espada ropera in hand. Though she couldn't see where the blade would ultimately land, her intention and resolve were that the Hollow couldn't be allowed to win.

Fri Sep 13, 2019 10:00 am

Hollow Elyss

Elyss Kishimoto

Song: N/a STUFF - Artist: N/A STUFF - Words: N/A

No words? How disappointing. And, here Elyss is expecting some sappy bullshit to try and save the fallen heroine. Eh. Not everyone has the ability to step up when needed. Elyss surely didn’t, or she’d not be in this predicament in the first place. Neither would Abigail if Elyss had what it took.

“Tch… Goodby- Ah! What the fuck!”

She lets out an angered growl as she felt teeth biting down into her hand. Teeth? No, it wasn’t teeth. Her mask?! How fucking annoying. She lets out an annoyed grunt as her commitment to killing this woman simply becomes more apparent before she felt something weird. What a nuisance that Abigail’s powerful bite was enough to break through her armored palm to reach her soft flesh, but that is mostly due to Elyss strength waning from the injury she has already received. The amount of blood flowing out her wound is concerning to everyone but her. Anyway, Elyss feels a bit weird. As if the pain from her shoulder wasn’t enough, all of a sudden she feels her insides begin to burn which caused her to flinch and stumble but she kept hold of Abigail. All it takes is one more second. All she has to do is let her Cero fly and eradicate this nuisance.

“Your little attempt to save yourself… It won’t work.”

She hissed out as she started to sweat a bit. There is an increasing heat about her that radiates from her person, and her breaths are starting to suddenly get erratic somewhat. Is this Abigail’s bite doing?

“I’ll… kill y-”

She suddenly shook hard letting out an even louder pained grunt as her Cero seemed to lose its intensity for a moment, but that moment was crucial for it gave Abigail just the amount of time she needed to swat Elyss with her Zanpakuto causing the sword to meet the side of her face sliding up her cheek up into her only horn and snapping right into, but that attack was enough to slice up into the horn and launch it off of her head causing her to stumble further, and that Cero fell, but without the control needed to aim and continue keeping its energy in check, it simply fizzled upwards into the ceiling looking more than lackluster as Elyss stumbled backwards with an even more pained yell.

“The hell is this?”

She grabs at her face with her hand as red steam exploded from her body all around enveloping her person. Her body feels on fire, but it wasn’t simply Abigail’s corrosive bite in her veins. No. It’s something far more severe and spiritual burning throughout her body as the blood coming out her shoulder’s socket suddenly stops and seemed to clot itself in the red steam.

“The time has come, hasn’t it? You vile wench didn’t think you had won, did you?”

That voice in her head. It’s him. It’s that damn old man. How?! He should have been crushed when Elyss had been. Wait. No. Could it be? He was simply waiting. Waiting for the moment when his powers are at their strongest within the redhead before pushing and fighting against the Hollow’s control.

“Y-You…. Youuuuu!!!!!”

Suddenly, Elyss reaches up with her one claw and grabs hold of the black mask that sits on her face. There is a sickening crunch as the clawed hand grabs down hard pulling on skin as the mask seemed to break slightly under her powerful grip.

“You fucking BITCH!!!”

The mask is ripped off with sickening sounds of ripped skin and glops of blood splattering on the ground as the bloodied face of Elyss becomes more visible; one eye a demonic glowing red, and the other a stoney onyx black.

“Give me my fucking body back!”

“No! It is mine! You were suppose to die!”

“Tough fucking luck! It’ll take more than just you to kill me after everything I’ve been through!”

The mask in her grip is crushed as the red steam enveloped her more and more.

“I… I won’t allow this! I-I’ll kill you all!”

A Bala begins to appear over her head despite the lack of a mask, but it’s obvious that is has become weaker and fragile compared to every other Bala fired. Soon, though, it is shot into the ceiling, and another forms quickly replacing the one fired that fires into one of the many walls. This begins happening again and again; Elyss firing Bala after Bala in random directions as she seemed to be losing control of her own body and steps with pain around.

Coding By: [THEFROST]

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Fri Sep 13, 2019 11:57 am

Abigaíl Espinosa

Something had changed. The Hollow was retreating, and seemed to be in pain. Meanwhile, Abigaíl's mask cracked all the more with every moment as even sustaining shikai was draining her stamina at an alarming rate. However, she couldn't rest just yet, even as Elyss fought to regain her control.

While Bala flew from the girl's head at absolute random, Abigaíl reached up and removed the damaged mask from her face. Almost immediately, the pain that had once been suppressed hit her with its full force, revealing that there hadn't even been enough time to heal the wounds she'd suffered by the Hollow's strength. Truth be told, she nearly passed out from the sudden exhaustion and agony, and her shikai failed to keep its form.

She couldn't rest just yet, however, and she rolled and curled into a ball just as one of the red orbs missed her by inches. Beaten and coughing up blood already, she tried to crawl away from the rampaging Elyss, at least to a distance where she would be more safe.

Get up...

The world turned black for just a moment. While fighting down what she'd assumed was an attempt to take control in her weakened state, she grit her teeth and fought against the pain. Trembling legs found purchase underneath her, and she ran. With constant glances back towards the redhead, she ran and dove out of the way of several more rogue Bala.

Sat Sep 14, 2019 10:17 am

Hollow Elyss

Elyss Kishimoto

Song: N/a STUFF - Artist: N/A STUFF - Words: N/A

Abigail has lost her importance in this situation. Predictable considering the brunettes lack of fighting capability left and battered body. She is more a spectator now than anything else. That was her position in this whole debacle anyway: a spectator. In the end, how everything would have ended depended entirely on Elyss. It’s her fight to control the Hollow inside of herself; her responsibility. Abigail did well holding out though. Probably didn’t go at it as strong as she could in hopes that Elyss could dig herself out of the despair and reclaim her body. The redhead won’t let the woman down. That is now an impossible outcome.

“Die!”

The screams of anguish from Elyss echoes off the walls within the room as the still berserking fires Bala after Bala for no apparent reason to but express her anger at the sudden change of events on her environment violently. Though, the ever decreasing power of her Bala’s steadily falls as her control wanes.

Within the mind of Elyss, events are unfolding that none can see. Earlier the Hollow in her mind had trapped her in a never ending abyss, but with the efforts of her Zanpakuto, Elyss was freed from the prison; emerging from that abyss into the same ruined castle that she had appeared in before. It had surprised the Hollow watching the redhead literally claw herself from the ground, but it had surprised the creature more as the old man crashed through the roof causing the place to begin crumbling further than it had before. After that, the three of them were locked in strange combat; Elyss unsure of how to handle things besides dodging the constant decaying hands reaching for her while the Zanpakuto and Hollow battled head on.

“I’ll bury you both in despair!”

The hollow yelled as more hands appeared to grab and hold the Zanpakuto from behind, but the giant aged knight breaks free easily snapping the hands from their wrists before they crumbled to dust as he grabs the tree that the Hollow sat upon and ripped its bark off before slapping the Hollow away to the side of the room. Elyss, at this time, finds herself receding to a corner as the hands finally start to corral her. Though, as they near, a piece of the ceiling falls down and crushes them. Well then. How lucky.

“Back you monster. I’ll have your head! I swear it!”

Back in the real world in that cubic box, Elyss is still howling around as her mind’s battle withers her body; the red steam coming off her begins filling the place with a red haze.

“If my time is short, I… will take one with me.”

Despite the change happening to her once more, the Hollow still has control over the body and gives Abigail a demented glare charging a Bala, but it sputters out proving that her powers are diminishing further. Ah. Screw it! She yells and charges at Abigail’s weakened form. She may crippled, but she will have someone’s blood on her hand.

“Die!”

She yells loudly as she comes to crash her fist onto Abigail’s body, but her strength seems to be diminishing fast despite everything; the conflict between the Zanpakuto and Hollow is reducing her strength far too rapidly.

Coding By: [THEFROST]

Sealed Power:

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