Post by Melvin on Oct 14, 2018 15:45:54 GMT -5
(Training for TTP)
Melvin didn't know how long he'd spent in the world of the living..Days, weeks, months...Well, it was really just a few days, but he was really bad at keeping track of time. He'd wandered from place to place, met his first sidekick, fought a legion of drug lords, robbed a candy shop, and exchange articulate conversation with a miscellaneous turnip. But the nostalgia of coming home had grown thin- partially because he never actually went back to New York in the first place! So the nostalgia trip wasn't even being cashed in right. With that in mind, he decided it was time to head elsewhere,
The only question was where...and how...Perhaps returning to the forest to see how his chubby snake companion was doing? Or somewhere else....Before any of that he needed to find a ride! Luckily he sensed one very such thing, a very familiar presence not far off in the wilderness of a forest. The lean five-foot tall Hollow followed the trail of spiritual pressure, hiding behind trees until his eyes name upon Greg...Yes Greg..That nameless asshole that dropped him off into the roof of a candy store earlier. He didn't actually know their name, but for now they'd just be Greg.
Greg was feasting on a lone traveler unfortunate enough to be wandering the forest alone- which he didn't really care. That was Greg's business, but Melvin needed a ride. He waited patiently, like a hunter stalking prey, looking onward as menacingly as a five-foot tall abomination that looked like the world's ugliest and smallest alien could look. When the Hollow he'd attacked for a ride before finally began to tap into their power and rip apart the fabric of space time in front of them. The black rip slowly opened, the signature sound spilling through the forest. But just as the creature began to walk toward it.
"FUCK YOU GREG!"
The Hollow looked back in confusion, recognizing the voice. They'd met once before, and it was just like last time. Melvin charged them, tackling the beast with his shoulder and leaping into the garganta they made. The Hollow lost their balance and stumbled back, growling angrily and shouting back at him. "I swear if you do this one more time I will devour your soul! How do you keep finding me!?" Greg had clearly had enough of this nonsense. But anyone that knew Melvin would know that the nonsense wouldn't end, maybe ever. "Because you suck!"
There was no reason why he hated Greg so much. This was their first time even speaking, yet he knew in his heart they were meant to be mortal enemies. It just seemed right. What kind of name was Greg anyway? It was the name of a big nerd, that is what! And as the representative of all things Melvin, it was his job to crush all big nerds and prove his namesake as the Melvin above all! Greg would always be a stepping stone in his way, and a convenient taxi service when needed. One day they would have their climactic final battle, but today was not that day!
But the problem remained. Howtheheckdoyounavigatethisplace. Once again Melvin found himself in an endless world of darkness, floating endlessly like a soul in purgatory. ..Wait, was it purgatory? It was between a world full of monsters and the normal world so...maybe? Purgatory sure was dark. Whoever did the lighting really needed to be fired! He couldn't see his own fists in front of him. He just kept flailing around like a fish out of water, trying to pilot himself somewhere. There wasn't any light this time like before! He was completely lost! Greg must have been having the heartiest of chuckles at his dismay! The bastard.
Melvin must have been there for years-...or more like an hour really, floating endlessly, hopeless, abandoned! Had his journey really come to an end!? He was in tears, frightened and alone in the cold ceaseless void. The punishment for his sins of not punching enough people in his lifetime. He was destined for greatness but fell so early! Allowing the potential to be squandered was the greatest sin a soul could ever bear, "Greg! I'm sorry! Where is the light! Its cold! Help!" Truly a sad day for the Hollow, and thus all of Hollow kind.
But when all hope was lost, a flicker of light showed in the distance! Melvin's eyes opened wide, the existential despair fading away! He'd finally found it! "Nevermind, fuck off Greg!" He shouted to the heavens, despite being way out of the range anyone would hear him. He did the world's most awkward butterfly stroke, desperately crawling toward the light- toward civilization, toward anything! Anything that wasn't the eternal pitch blackness of the void! There wasn't even any cable there! Closer and closer, light was in sight! He could smell freedom!
Finally Melvin pushed through the other end of the garganta, finding himself in...Where was this? Everything looked weird...Old style buildings all around him, giant tower structures in the far distance shrouded in a wall of stone. It looked like he'd gone back in time!,..D-did he? Had Melvin unlocked a portal to the past to undo the evil that is Greg!? Of course, that must have been Greg's plan from the start....They were planning to go to the past and create a world without the Great Melvin bloodline! Truly a nefarious m an he was! It was a good thing their plans were foiled.
It was only after a moment's recollection that Melvin noticed dozens of people standing around the streets, looking at him, all focused for the first time in ages. Melvin never got undivided attention in the forest due to his weakness, and in the living world, barely anyone could see him! But here he was popular! People finally recognized him, his greatness, his professional boxing career! Soon there would be adoring fans rushing up to him for autogr- and they were running in terror.
Melvin's jaw dropped when the crowd began to disperse, terrified of his presence for some reason. Was...Was he really that hideous? It brought back pained memories of rejection from his time in Karakura. How they looked at him and fled, ignored him like a monster. All he wanted to do was devour them! Yet they treated him like some kind of freak. It was disheartening, feeling that pain a.ll-over again. He goes back in time to save the world and this is what awaited him!? How ungrateful! They really had no idea what the insidious Greg had been trying to do!
But he had to persevere. Melvin puffed up his chest and took a deep breath. He had a job to do! He wasn't sure what, but there had to be some reason he went back in time to this weird place. In the meantime...He was feeling a little hungry. As he spent a moment collecting his thoughts, a pot was fling toward the back of his head! It smashed right into his skull, breaking open and sending the Hollow plummeting to the ground! He'd been assaulted?! It must have been one of Greg's minions! It hurt like heck, a small red bump forming on the back of his purple skinned head. He couldn't be defeated so easily.
The district was pretty far out from the Seireitei, but there was a fair bit of commotion from the area, a bit of commotion soon to spike when the smallish Hollow rapidly crawled over the ground like the freak of nature they actually were, rapidly approaching the innkeeper that dared to throw a pot at him! It'd only be a few seconds before the monster pounced, crushing the poor soul into the ground. Its hands held them down with impressive strength, and without a second thought, the jaws parted, revealing large rows of teeth ready to feast.
The reality of the situation was a Hollow arriving in the far-out reaches of Rukon and assaulting the lone man to catch their attention while others fled for safety. But to Melvin, it his righteous journey to defeat the forces of Greg and restore the timeline, and return to the past. His teeth sunk into the soul, a loud scream coming from the man as they were painfully and quickly eaten alive! The Hollow crunched through flesh and bone, biting them down like a chicken wing, leaving only bits of them left by the time he was done! With a fuller belly, the Hollow raised up, looking around a mostly empty street now. The man faded into spirit particles, but it was then that he noticed something troubling-
The garganta he took to get here was closing fast. "Ohnowaitstop!" That was his only way out of here and back to the present! He didn't want to be stuck in the past forever! They didn't even have good plumbing in this timeline! He panicked, watching the rift shrink and shrink down to the size of a hand! What was he going to do!? Luckily he was a Melvin, and Melvins were known for their brilliant ideas in times of crisis! He rushed over to one of the shopkeeper stands that were now vacant! The Hollow grabbed no less than en entire pot-roast that was up for sale and got to work!
He pushed the pot-roast into the garganta, hoping to hold it open like a door stop, or plug it up like non-child-friendly comparisons that were no longer producer approached. He prayed that it would work, struggling to fit it in, but eventually it did! The Hollow stepped back, looking at the garganta struggling to close around the cooked roast right at the center of it. It was trying to close but couldn't! His plan had been a great success! Now it was just him, a brand new world to explore, and a pot roast suspended in the air barely keeping the way home open. The first battle had been won!
Little did he know that things were going to take a strange turn shortly. With all his messing around, he'd been there a good few minutes, giving plenty of time for word to spread and anyone in the surrounding districts that might have been patrolling or otherwise close by to catch wind of the Hollow's presence.by word alone. Their spiritual ;pressure was pretty insignificant, so it was unlikely to draw -too- much attention, but some attention non-the-less! Melvin stood right at the heart of where the disturbance was reported, taking even more time to calm himself and make sure the doorstop was working, oblivious to being in enemy territory.
(1 class 8 Human plus soul thing devoured)
Melvin didn't know how long he'd spent in the world of the living..Days, weeks, months...Well, it was really just a few days, but he was really bad at keeping track of time. He'd wandered from place to place, met his first sidekick, fought a legion of drug lords, robbed a candy shop, and exchange articulate conversation with a miscellaneous turnip. But the nostalgia of coming home had grown thin- partially because he never actually went back to New York in the first place! So the nostalgia trip wasn't even being cashed in right. With that in mind, he decided it was time to head elsewhere,
The only question was where...and how...Perhaps returning to the forest to see how his chubby snake companion was doing? Or somewhere else....Before any of that he needed to find a ride! Luckily he sensed one very such thing, a very familiar presence not far off in the wilderness of a forest. The lean five-foot tall Hollow followed the trail of spiritual pressure, hiding behind trees until his eyes name upon Greg...Yes Greg..That nameless asshole that dropped him off into the roof of a candy store earlier. He didn't actually know their name, but for now they'd just be Greg.
Greg was feasting on a lone traveler unfortunate enough to be wandering the forest alone- which he didn't really care. That was Greg's business, but Melvin needed a ride. He waited patiently, like a hunter stalking prey, looking onward as menacingly as a five-foot tall abomination that looked like the world's ugliest and smallest alien could look. When the Hollow he'd attacked for a ride before finally began to tap into their power and rip apart the fabric of space time in front of them. The black rip slowly opened, the signature sound spilling through the forest. But just as the creature began to walk toward it.
"FUCK YOU GREG!"
The Hollow looked back in confusion, recognizing the voice. They'd met once before, and it was just like last time. Melvin charged them, tackling the beast with his shoulder and leaping into the garganta they made. The Hollow lost their balance and stumbled back, growling angrily and shouting back at him. "I swear if you do this one more time I will devour your soul! How do you keep finding me!?" Greg had clearly had enough of this nonsense. But anyone that knew Melvin would know that the nonsense wouldn't end, maybe ever. "Because you suck!"
There was no reason why he hated Greg so much. This was their first time even speaking, yet he knew in his heart they were meant to be mortal enemies. It just seemed right. What kind of name was Greg anyway? It was the name of a big nerd, that is what! And as the representative of all things Melvin, it was his job to crush all big nerds and prove his namesake as the Melvin above all! Greg would always be a stepping stone in his way, and a convenient taxi service when needed. One day they would have their climactic final battle, but today was not that day!
But the problem remained. Howtheheckdoyounavigatethisplace. Once again Melvin found himself in an endless world of darkness, floating endlessly like a soul in purgatory. ..Wait, was it purgatory? It was between a world full of monsters and the normal world so...maybe? Purgatory sure was dark. Whoever did the lighting really needed to be fired! He couldn't see his own fists in front of him. He just kept flailing around like a fish out of water, trying to pilot himself somewhere. There wasn't any light this time like before! He was completely lost! Greg must have been having the heartiest of chuckles at his dismay! The bastard.
Melvin must have been there for years-...or more like an hour really, floating endlessly, hopeless, abandoned! Had his journey really come to an end!? He was in tears, frightened and alone in the cold ceaseless void. The punishment for his sins of not punching enough people in his lifetime. He was destined for greatness but fell so early! Allowing the potential to be squandered was the greatest sin a soul could ever bear, "Greg! I'm sorry! Where is the light! Its cold! Help!" Truly a sad day for the Hollow, and thus all of Hollow kind.
But when all hope was lost, a flicker of light showed in the distance! Melvin's eyes opened wide, the existential despair fading away! He'd finally found it! "Nevermind, fuck off Greg!" He shouted to the heavens, despite being way out of the range anyone would hear him. He did the world's most awkward butterfly stroke, desperately crawling toward the light- toward civilization, toward anything! Anything that wasn't the eternal pitch blackness of the void! There wasn't even any cable there! Closer and closer, light was in sight! He could smell freedom!
Finally Melvin pushed through the other end of the garganta, finding himself in...Where was this? Everything looked weird...Old style buildings all around him, giant tower structures in the far distance shrouded in a wall of stone. It looked like he'd gone back in time!,..D-did he? Had Melvin unlocked a portal to the past to undo the evil that is Greg!? Of course, that must have been Greg's plan from the start....They were planning to go to the past and create a world without the Great Melvin bloodline! Truly a nefarious m an he was! It was a good thing their plans were foiled.
It was only after a moment's recollection that Melvin noticed dozens of people standing around the streets, looking at him, all focused for the first time in ages. Melvin never got undivided attention in the forest due to his weakness, and in the living world, barely anyone could see him! But here he was popular! People finally recognized him, his greatness, his professional boxing career! Soon there would be adoring fans rushing up to him for autogr- and they were running in terror.
Melvin's jaw dropped when the crowd began to disperse, terrified of his presence for some reason. Was...Was he really that hideous? It brought back pained memories of rejection from his time in Karakura. How they looked at him and fled, ignored him like a monster. All he wanted to do was devour them! Yet they treated him like some kind of freak. It was disheartening, feeling that pain a.ll-over again. He goes back in time to save the world and this is what awaited him!? How ungrateful! They really had no idea what the insidious Greg had been trying to do!
But he had to persevere. Melvin puffed up his chest and took a deep breath. He had a job to do! He wasn't sure what, but there had to be some reason he went back in time to this weird place. In the meantime...He was feeling a little hungry. As he spent a moment collecting his thoughts, a pot was fling toward the back of his head! It smashed right into his skull, breaking open and sending the Hollow plummeting to the ground! He'd been assaulted?! It must have been one of Greg's minions! It hurt like heck, a small red bump forming on the back of his purple skinned head. He couldn't be defeated so easily.
The district was pretty far out from the Seireitei, but there was a fair bit of commotion from the area, a bit of commotion soon to spike when the smallish Hollow rapidly crawled over the ground like the freak of nature they actually were, rapidly approaching the innkeeper that dared to throw a pot at him! It'd only be a few seconds before the monster pounced, crushing the poor soul into the ground. Its hands held them down with impressive strength, and without a second thought, the jaws parted, revealing large rows of teeth ready to feast.
The reality of the situation was a Hollow arriving in the far-out reaches of Rukon and assaulting the lone man to catch their attention while others fled for safety. But to Melvin, it his righteous journey to defeat the forces of Greg and restore the timeline, and return to the past. His teeth sunk into the soul, a loud scream coming from the man as they were painfully and quickly eaten alive! The Hollow crunched through flesh and bone, biting them down like a chicken wing, leaving only bits of them left by the time he was done! With a fuller belly, the Hollow raised up, looking around a mostly empty street now. The man faded into spirit particles, but it was then that he noticed something troubling-
The garganta he took to get here was closing fast. "Ohnowaitstop!" That was his only way out of here and back to the present! He didn't want to be stuck in the past forever! They didn't even have good plumbing in this timeline! He panicked, watching the rift shrink and shrink down to the size of a hand! What was he going to do!? Luckily he was a Melvin, and Melvins were known for their brilliant ideas in times of crisis! He rushed over to one of the shopkeeper stands that were now vacant! The Hollow grabbed no less than en entire pot-roast that was up for sale and got to work!
He pushed the pot-roast into the garganta, hoping to hold it open like a door stop, or plug it up like non-child-friendly comparisons that were no longer producer approached. He prayed that it would work, struggling to fit it in, but eventually it did! The Hollow stepped back, looking at the garganta struggling to close around the cooked roast right at the center of it. It was trying to close but couldn't! His plan had been a great success! Now it was just him, a brand new world to explore, and a pot roast suspended in the air barely keeping the way home open. The first battle had been won!
Little did he know that things were going to take a strange turn shortly. With all his messing around, he'd been there a good few minutes, giving plenty of time for word to spread and anyone in the surrounding districts that might have been patrolling or otherwise close by to catch wind of the Hollow's presence.by word alone. Their spiritual ;pressure was pretty insignificant, so it was unlikely to draw -too- much attention, but some attention non-the-less! Melvin stood right at the heart of where the disturbance was reported, taking even more time to calm himself and make sure the doorstop was working, oblivious to being in enemy territory.
(1 class 8 Human plus soul thing devoured)
