Post by Zieg Revolver on Aug 28, 2011 18:48:05 GMT -5
The panther hollows eyes were focused on the speedy arrancar, hunger gleaming in its eyes. It seemed whatever had corrupted these poor creatures of nature into hollows had fueled them with an never ending hunger to drive them to attack almost anything, both of the living and the spiritual. The hollow did not simply watch Cierro has he went and performed a front flip, it's natural animistic instincts kicked in, for it was still a member of the cat family. And what did most cats do to prey that took to the air in any fashion? Pounce. The panther hollow spring boarded off of the ground as Cierro performed his leap over it, its mouth barred open with its fangs coated in the acidic liquid seen earlier, a leveled roar escaping its jowls. An interesting note Cierro would see is that there was no tongue or any signs of tissue inside of the panther's mouth, only bone and teeth, as it was a skeleton of some kind. A process of the corrupting effects Trydamere no doubt, having cost the beasts to rot inside but maintain literally hollow shell form or perhaps it was the acid that caused this. Another affect of Trydamere's power. The hollow clamped down on Cierro's blade in a snap when he slashed down at it, the creature now angled upward at the arrancar, its mouth lined up with part of his blade. With the momentum of the hollow and with it and Cierro going in the opposite direction, the panther would wrenched Cierro's blade out from his grasp, the blade trapped in its fangs as it landed back on the ground, whirling around as it skidded several feet to a stop. The hollow shook its head to the side and released his blade, causing it to clatter to the ground by the hollow.
Cierro now had a few choice he could make. He could defeat the panther hollow without his zanpakuto, he was naturally stronger then it afterall for he was an arrancar. The creature seemed to only have the acid, claws and fangs to attack with, while Cierro had reiatsu as a weapon in his arsenal. His second choice would be to retrieve his zanpakuto then slay the hollow, though this would take more time then effort, one in which if he wanted to get to the temple faster he would not choose. His last choice would involve requesting Kofi for assistance. Speaking of which, Cierro would notice Kofi was dealing on the ground, his stance infront of him. Was he injured already!? No, the hollows that had tried attacking him had halted their advancement, circling around the older arrancar. Cierro could also see Kofi's lips moving, his hands clasped together infront of him. It clearly looked like the technique master was chanting, a circle of reiatsu glowing around in a circle at the base of his feet. The panthers seemed to not know what to think of it, there were still animals at all and could only tell something seemed to be a threat. One of them decided to try and attack anyway, seeing nothing as a threat for the arrancar was unarmed and bounded forward, leaping forward to force the male onto his back and clamp his jaws around his head. When it came into mere feet of Kofi, the ground rumbled, and in the blink of an eye, a giant hand of earth erected from the ground infront of Kofi and caught the panther by surprise in its grasp, swiftly closing and crushing the hollow as it yowled for a second then became silent as death consumed it. That was Kofi's ability; Maker's breather, coming into play. After this display of power, the hollow against Cierro again went in for an attack, this time moving in a rightward arc at him, ready to tear into him swiftly.
Meanwhile, at Arrion's location, him and his new found ally Simon, arrived in the area of the temple, only the top of the vast jungle blocking any ground view for it seemed at the current distance the jungle expanded to the very base of the temple. As they drew closer, they would see that the temple was built into the ground, no doubt a large portion of it built underground while the top displayed its location. The rectangular temple that was visible was no doubt 20 times the size of Arrion, both in width and in height, so in total 40 times the size of the gillian. The temple was striped pattern in the colors of bleach white and a dark grey, simple to the grey of storm clouds. "This is it, Mon!~ welcome to zee Temple of Tain~ The Jamaican arrancar booming as they came closer and closer to the temple. The entrance into the temple was indeed large enough for Arrion to enter, a visible line of large statues the size of Arrion visible inside at the sides of the hallway. However, Arrion would need to deal with something first. As he stepped out of the jungle, in ended half a mile away from the front of the temple, small patrols of lesser hollows were infront of the temple, now all staring up at the towering gillian. "There Mon~ your feast awaits~" Simon declared, pointing down at the hollows. There were about 24 of them, many of them seeming to be ape shaped.
The patrols, realizing the danger, went bounding for Arrion, trying to get in close to attack him all at once. He would have to deal with them to proceed into the temple. "Oi Oi, let me help yah out Mon~ Ongaku Jukutatsu!~" He roared in a upbeat voice, his body flaring with reiatsu as he unsheathed his blade, wisps of reiatsu coming off of it. His body suddenly flashed as he stood on the head of Arrion, and when the flash vanished, Simon was wielding two, large, club like, maracas, red, blue and green streaks lining them. Simon now was wearing a fanned out, yellow and green colored cloak made of hollow bone. "Lets kick it Mon!~ Let the music flow!~" He sang out as he clashed the maracas together, then began dancing around ontop of the Gillian's head while shaking the instruments around in classic, maracas wielder fashion. Although it seemed rather ridiculous, something was occurring. Visble, black, music notes were being created from the maracas, winding down the Gillian's body. Arrion could actually feel his reiatsu strengthening, doubling in reiatsu strength in a matter of seconds.
Strength - [100] Points
Speed - [50] Points
Spiritual Pressure - [40] Points
Reiatsu Strength - [50] Points
Light Aura - [0] Points
Dark Aura - [100] Points
Instinct - [30] Points
Senses [30] Points
Energy sensory - [0] Points
Healing Expertise - [0] Points
Total SP: [300] Points
That's all for the template. There are a LOT of stats, but don't get choosy and just give some to all. The result could be quite negative.
Cierro now had a few choice he could make. He could defeat the panther hollow without his zanpakuto, he was naturally stronger then it afterall for he was an arrancar. The creature seemed to only have the acid, claws and fangs to attack with, while Cierro had reiatsu as a weapon in his arsenal. His second choice would be to retrieve his zanpakuto then slay the hollow, though this would take more time then effort, one in which if he wanted to get to the temple faster he would not choose. His last choice would involve requesting Kofi for assistance. Speaking of which, Cierro would notice Kofi was dealing on the ground, his stance infront of him. Was he injured already!? No, the hollows that had tried attacking him had halted their advancement, circling around the older arrancar. Cierro could also see Kofi's lips moving, his hands clasped together infront of him. It clearly looked like the technique master was chanting, a circle of reiatsu glowing around in a circle at the base of his feet. The panthers seemed to not know what to think of it, there were still animals at all and could only tell something seemed to be a threat. One of them decided to try and attack anyway, seeing nothing as a threat for the arrancar was unarmed and bounded forward, leaping forward to force the male onto his back and clamp his jaws around his head. When it came into mere feet of Kofi, the ground rumbled, and in the blink of an eye, a giant hand of earth erected from the ground infront of Kofi and caught the panther by surprise in its grasp, swiftly closing and crushing the hollow as it yowled for a second then became silent as death consumed it. That was Kofi's ability; Maker's breather, coming into play. After this display of power, the hollow against Cierro again went in for an attack, this time moving in a rightward arc at him, ready to tear into him swiftly.
Meanwhile, at Arrion's location, him and his new found ally Simon, arrived in the area of the temple, only the top of the vast jungle blocking any ground view for it seemed at the current distance the jungle expanded to the very base of the temple. As they drew closer, they would see that the temple was built into the ground, no doubt a large portion of it built underground while the top displayed its location. The rectangular temple that was visible was no doubt 20 times the size of Arrion, both in width and in height, so in total 40 times the size of the gillian. The temple was striped pattern in the colors of bleach white and a dark grey, simple to the grey of storm clouds. "This is it, Mon!~ welcome to zee Temple of Tain~ The Jamaican arrancar booming as they came closer and closer to the temple. The entrance into the temple was indeed large enough for Arrion to enter, a visible line of large statues the size of Arrion visible inside at the sides of the hallway. However, Arrion would need to deal with something first. As he stepped out of the jungle, in ended half a mile away from the front of the temple, small patrols of lesser hollows were infront of the temple, now all staring up at the towering gillian. "There Mon~ your feast awaits~" Simon declared, pointing down at the hollows. There were about 24 of them, many of them seeming to be ape shaped.
The patrols, realizing the danger, went bounding for Arrion, trying to get in close to attack him all at once. He would have to deal with them to proceed into the temple. "Oi Oi, let me help yah out Mon~ Ongaku Jukutatsu!~" He roared in a upbeat voice, his body flaring with reiatsu as he unsheathed his blade, wisps of reiatsu coming off of it. His body suddenly flashed as he stood on the head of Arrion, and when the flash vanished, Simon was wielding two, large, club like, maracas, red, blue and green streaks lining them. Simon now was wearing a fanned out, yellow and green colored cloak made of hollow bone. "Lets kick it Mon!~ Let the music flow!~" He sang out as he clashed the maracas together, then began dancing around ontop of the Gillian's head while shaking the instruments around in classic, maracas wielder fashion. Although it seemed rather ridiculous, something was occurring. Visble, black, music notes were being created from the maracas, winding down the Gillian's body. Arrion could actually feel his reiatsu strengthening, doubling in reiatsu strength in a matter of seconds.
Strength - [100] Points
Speed - [50] Points
Spiritual Pressure - [40] Points
Reiatsu Strength - [50] Points
Light Aura - [0] Points
Dark Aura - [100] Points
Instinct - [30] Points
Senses [30] Points
Energy sensory - [0] Points
Healing Expertise - [0] Points
Total SP: [300] Points
That's all for the template. There are a LOT of stats, but don't get choosy and just give some to all. The result could be quite negative.