Coyote Starrk [Approved 0-3]

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Comments/Notes: Ohlawd
Tier: 0-3

Up for adoption

Due to incredible decisions made by incredible people, I now have the chance to claim him! MUHAHAHAHAHAH! -coughs-

Here it is:


Another day went by in the lonely Arrancars unending life. Even though he was surrounded by people that could survive his presence, they didnt really care about anyone else except for themselves. But hey, it was better than being alone all the time, right? In the end, that was all that mattered to him. Companions. Allies. If said loosely, they were even his "friends", which was better than nothing.

Even though things were beginning to heat up between Arrancar and the Shinigami, the former Primera Espada, now Viejo Espada, just slept the days away. Its not that he enjoyed sleeping so to speak' more like he just preferred it to most other things, like killing. THAT he wasnt a big fan of. He tended to let his opponents run away, much to the chagrin of the other Espada and Arrancar, though they didnt bring it up to him, considering the fact that they were afraid of his power.

While in a deep, comatose-like sleep, he was jolted awake rather suddenly. He had been kicked on his right side, waking him up for seemingly no reason. Though, his second half, Lilynette Gingerbuck didnt usually have a good, well thought out reason.

"Wake up you idiot! Stop sleeping so much!"

She kicked him again, and Starrk just laid there and took it. He didnt feel like fighting with his second half right now. He just wanted to lay there, and not get kicked. Though, he decided 5 kicks was enough. He stood up and decided to say something.

"Lilynette. Please, just let me go back to sleep...."

Starrk laid back down, and tried to get back to sleep, even through the protests of Lilynette. Even though they were the same person, they had completely different personalities. Lilynette was hyper and childish, meanwhile Starrk was more laid back, mature, and lazy. lilynette didnt like it when Starrk slep so much, so she would wake him up. Though, she would also wake him up when something important happened.

"No! Starrk, stay awake! Dont go back to sleep!"

As Starrk tried to get back to sleep, Lilynette proceeded to jump on him, yell, kick, and punch him til he woke up......which might take awhile.

Skill Sheets:

• Durability: Advanced
  
• General Speed: Master
  
• Strength: Advanced
  
• Weapon Skill: Advanced
  

• Perquisa: Advanced
  
• Sonido: Advanced
  
• Cero/Bala: Master
  
• Hierro: Advanced
  

Moved to Character Adoption for obvious reasons.

This word continuously ran through the mind of a man who had seemingly been killed just a short time ago. Like his fellow Espada Coyote Starrk had fallen against the Shinigami who opposed Aizen in Fake Karakura, having fought against not one, not two, but four Captain class enemies before succumbing to a surprise attack. This was hardly the result Starrk had fought for, but after witnessing many of his Espada brethren be defeated at the hands of their enemies the strongest Espada had little left to fight for. Such a conclusion was only reinforced upon Aizen's betrayal of Harribel, the Trecera and one of his friendlier compatriots. Starrk's own Reiatsu had long since faded, seemingly completely, as consciousness left him and his mind returned to black.

Now the only thought and feeling the Primera's mind could even comprehend was how lonely he once again felt amid an endless torrent of black. Am I dead? Such a question's answer seemed obvious at this point. I must be. So alone...death is lonely. Nobody to share it with. The Arrancar's observations continued to reflect his nature as a man who sought only to surround himself with others who wouldn't merely die in his presence as so many once had. Unlike Baraggan who sought power and control, Starrk would've been perfectly happy weaker than everyone else. But now that he'd been defeated, his bloodied body laying amongst rubble, Starrk no longer wished to be weak. He wished to be strong. Strong enough to never lose and to never have to witness his allies lose. Strong enough to stand again.

This will to live rose up and blossomed within Starrk's usually-listless heart as its warmth slowly began coursing through his limbs, causing a bright light to appear in the center of his mind. Slowly it spread, growing and brightening until this light appeared like a sun to Starrk's hazy consciousness. Suddenly Starrk could think clearly again, the loneliness of death being overcome by his own will to live and feel and stand and be amongst others like him once again. The warmth of light on his face and softness of sand beneath his limbs rushed back to him before suddenly--

PAIN

"WAKE UP STARRK! WAKE UP!!"

Between audible sobs the desparately angry demand from one Lilynette Gingerbuck rang out as she slammed her tiny fists into the bloodied chest of her other half. In the past this was a regular occurrence as Lilynette disliked his lethargic lifestyle, violently waking him up almost every day in their Los Noches quarters. However, today there was far more emotion in her actions and the sleep she was attempting to wake Starrk from was not one simply born from dozing off. Still, she would be successful in her attempt as her other half grunted awake. As his eyes blinked open, needing to adjust to the brightness of the blue sky far above, Lilynette wiped tears from her own and forced her shaky voice steady to keep up appearances.

"I thought we....you had died."
"Crying over me...? That's not very like you, Lilynette."

Not wanting to be seen as weak, Lilynette's usual aggressive personality overtook her sadness as she pummeled the other Arrancar's chest with renewed vigor. Knowing the girl's feelings, despite a change in demeanor, had hardly changed Starrk spoke up and grabbed her attention.

"Lilynette...we're not alone anymore."

[mod] Approved. Make a new app for starrk & Lilynette to match up to 2018 standards and once that is graded you will be good to go. [/mod]