Post by Marcelius on Jul 19, 2013 8:28:09 GMT -5
According to the Soul Society Wildlife Preservation and Prevention Bureau, the endless expanse of wilderness beyond the Rukonhgai should remain off-limits to unauthorized or untrained personnel. From the great forests, to the immense canyons, Hollows roam the untamed landscape. Signs are posted, wherever possible, to persuade trespassers into valuing their loves...if only a little more. "Do Not Enter", they say! "It will be bad", they imply! Fortunately, Marcelius was an Arrancar, and could not give one fresh hell about the Shinigami's opinions. An order had come down, from the King himself. New masks were needed to fill the ranks. Details were sent out to various locations. Some of Marc's kin were sent into the wastes of Hueco Mundo. Others were recommended to the forest of Menos. Marcelius was asked to explore the Soul Society. What kind of reflection could an assignment like that, have on the value of his life? Still, these were problems for a less busy soul to dwell. The reality remained; stray Hollows were living in the enemies back yard. If Marc could convince them to leave, everyone would win.
The lush and vibrant environment, quote unnerving for the Hollow. So much life and movement, was really quite the opposite to his home. The feature of the land that brought any measurable comfort, was the distant howls of far away Hollow. Now that aspect, was very much invited. Since this was a hunt in unfamiliar territory, mobility was limited. Every step has too be measured, and every breath must be subdued. There is no way of telling what might lay beyond the next bush, or through the next gathering of trees. Spirits of all kinds loomed in this realm of diversity...things a stranger could not prepare for. Because of the caution in this march, anyone attempting a rendezvous would not have to race. With the many pleasant aromas of flowers, and the gentle flutter of the wind...it truly was a pleasant day to be outside. Even a dangerous expedition seemed...rather delightful.
(OoC: Yes I made up the "rangers" group, it is only fluff to be enjoyed, not legit. Obviously an Arrancar within the Soul Society, is not a widely endorsed situation and will cause incidents. This is an open CTP training thread, where anyone may join. This is my first attempt at such a thing, so apply newb leniencies! I'm hoping there are some elements of social; instead of a downright PvP bar brawl, "outdoors edition". However, I'll understand if it skips straight to the fisticuffs. Also, another important note, NDE. No death. Nadda. So...hakuna matata!)
The lush and vibrant environment, quote unnerving for the Hollow. So much life and movement, was really quite the opposite to his home. The feature of the land that brought any measurable comfort, was the distant howls of far away Hollow. Now that aspect, was very much invited. Since this was a hunt in unfamiliar territory, mobility was limited. Every step has too be measured, and every breath must be subdued. There is no way of telling what might lay beyond the next bush, or through the next gathering of trees. Spirits of all kinds loomed in this realm of diversity...things a stranger could not prepare for. Because of the caution in this march, anyone attempting a rendezvous would not have to race. With the many pleasant aromas of flowers, and the gentle flutter of the wind...it truly was a pleasant day to be outside. Even a dangerous expedition seemed...rather delightful.
(OoC: Yes I made up the "rangers" group, it is only fluff to be enjoyed, not legit. Obviously an Arrancar within the Soul Society, is not a widely endorsed situation and will cause incidents. This is an open CTP training thread, where anyone may join. This is my first attempt at such a thing, so apply newb leniencies! I'm hoping there are some elements of social; instead of a downright PvP bar brawl, "outdoors edition". However, I'll understand if it skips straight to the fisticuffs. Also, another important note, NDE. No death. Nadda. So...hakuna matata!)