Nature is beautiful (JTT)

[Melvin]

(Training for TTP)

The Forest was as hectic and barbaric as always. The sound of Hollow cries echoed through the expansive wasteland as thousands upon thousands of beasts of every size, class, and distinction waged war with one another to survive and grow, to evolve and prosper. Once a person started to amass strength, it was only up from there! Unfortunately, for those new to that lifestyle, things weren't easy by any stretch of the imagination. Just about everything could kill you, bar a few exceptions. The only benefit to it was being so weak that a lot of beasts wouldn't even consider you worth their time. That was the boat the lone Melvin sat in right now, alone, still having little power over his own spiritual energy

The purple-skinned humanoid creature did have a few things going for him though. After consuming his first meal, he could feel his body changing a little. The muscle in his arms had expanded, getting on par with the strength he had as a man before his death. It still had a long way to go, but at least on his level he could start delivering one hell of a hit to anything that crossed him. Another interesting thing he'd developed quickly was a form of spacial awareness of everything around him. It was like a sixth sense had started to open and he could pick up on just how strong most creatures were before he even walked up to them,. It'd be a useful asset for sure!

That sense came in handy when he picked up on something interesting. Not too far off a large number of olesser Hollows had gathered into a mindless brawl, the weaker of their kind devouring one another for the hope of becoming something stronger= a beast that could actually inhabit this savage place without much issue. It might just be his opportunity to knock a few heads in and kick-start this whole evolution thing for himself! It'd be a bit dangerous, but he was smarter than your average cannibalistic abomination?...Or was he?....Maybe just average, all things considered. He still had a sense of consciousness, but was definitely lacking in other areas.

Anyway! Melvin made his way to the area he'd sensed, feeling the pressure of dozens of Hollows. It was hard to estimate all of their strengths from afar, especially individually Little by little it started to fall into place though. As he got closer, the sounds of conflict started to overtake the background noise of the forest. The cries of dozens of beasts, large bodies crashing into the ground, cracking tree branches and all sorts of other little things peppered his ears. There was definitely a brawl going on down there! He neared the top of a small mountain surrounded by silver trees, getting a good view of the chaos below!

There had to be at least three dozen of the things! Everything form humanoid beasts like himself, though most a good bit bigger, to those little ankle-biters that were always such a nuisance! He could even make out a few spiders, furry quadruped beasts, and a few other flavors of monstrosity! The Forest sure was a magical place. Getting a feel for the mass of energy signatures, he could make out that the majority were pretty weak, either around his level or slightly above it. Not a single Menos in sight! Though it'd be pretty easy for one to crash the party with this many small fries around, but that is why it was so important for him to get the jump on things now!

Without a second though, Melvin jumped from the top of the mountain and dived toward the first creature in his sights! An eight-foot tall spider with blade-like legs. It was staying to the edge of the conflict and in a prime position for the madman to enter the fray! He landed right on their back, the impact startling the beast and forcing it to cry out in surprise at being attacked from the rear! Just having the edge of the ring didn't completely stop them from being flanked! It was going to be a -much- easier kill than his first meal! The chaos and confusion worked to his advantage.

The Young Hollow slammed his fist hard into the spiderbeast's head! The impact was heavy, impressive for such a low caliber creature and more than ample enough to crack the monster's skull! Their sharp bladed leg lifted up, darting toward their attacker quickly. But Melvin didn't fully intend on dodging. He weaved to the other side of their body, the blade scraping his back and drawing blood, but far from a fatal wound! Keeping up his momentum, he slammed another fairly heavy fist right into their skull! It cracked their mask and severed the beast's consciousness, their body collapsing beneath him.

Not wanting to get caught up in the brawl before he could feed, Melvin quickly dragged the spider Hollow out of the mess, narrowly avoiding a shot of red energy that whizzed right past his head! "Jeez! The heck was that?" The bala soared through the forest, going a few dozen feet before it detonated against a tree, creating a small explosion at the point of impact and setting one of the silver trees ablaze. The flames lit up the darkened section of the forest, casting a dull light over the conflict. He made it to a small cleared and set the beast's body next to a tree, keeping an eye on the other Hollows that were at each other's throats. No way would he be able to feast and fight in that clusterfuck at the same time! It was just asking to get hit in the back.

Instead, Melvin rested against the silver tree, ripping off one of the spider's legs and bringing it to his maw. His carnivorous jaw opened wide and bit right into it, crushing through the meat and fur, chewing up bone and swallowing it down. It wasn't the best taste, but it''d do. He'd take it apart bit by bit, crushing the creature's flesh and bone between his teeth and getting his second taste of cannibalism. The spiritual power slowly flowed into his body, his muscles growing a little from the extra power and energy coursing through him. It was a successful start! But he couldn't be too long. Who knew how long the madness in front of him would last.

Biting through the creature's mask, Melvin finished them off. The spider started to break down, the last remnants of their body dissipating and breaking down into spirit particles. With that done, the purple-skinned Hollow stood back up, stretching his arms and legs and looking into the chaotic battle still going on not too far away. He needed an opportune time to dive in again, an opening to exploit so he wouldn't just become more fodder to the conflict. He may have been a brawler and an idiot, but from his years in boxing experience, he didn't want to rush into a fight he couldn't narrow down to just him and his prey.

(1 class 8 Hollow devoured. )

[Guerrero Manipuladora]

Guerrero Manipuladora was an Adjuchas, and it was here she knew was another step to gaining the next stages of evolution so that she may return to a form of human permanency, at least as was believed to be when observing the odd beings known as Arrancar. Supposedly, there was a way to get a humanoid form now, and yet with deformities based off of her already snake like appearance. She did not wish this upon herself. Instead, she would awaken that power inside of herself and make her own humanity. Hissing lightly as she made her way through the sands, she had used the advantage of the night, the desert sand to burrow and snake her way through the sand towards large groups of prey. It was here that she witnessed a battle between the lower Hollow. However, they were unaware of this predator searching for them it seemed, at least the mass majority. However, as she observed, she soon thought about the distaste she'd soon experience.

Guerrero hated eating hollows. They tasted vile, disgusting, and putrid. In fact, she hated eating anything. She especially hated eating the humans most of all. She was a Hollow that not ate to further her goal for evolution, but as a necessity more often than not. It was only with the discovery that accelerated eating would lead to a humanoid form that drove her to consume now. So, what was she to do? What would her ambition bring her to in these moments? Guerrero had come up with an ultimatum as she observed the sign of battle continuing on, her form slowly rising through the sifting sand as she opened her mouth inhumanly wide, a feature of her anatomy that she disliked. The formation of the red Bala was a trivial one, and with it, she fired the rapidly speedy projectile to the backs of one of these Hollows, blasting it with strong spiritual power as it blew into it's back.

There was a certain combustion, a combustion that blew a large blast into the beast of the hollow before her, the combatant it was facing quickly facing her with a howl. The eyes behind her mask shined with a greater intelligence however as she stepped forward casually with a kind of grace. It had dashed towards her with it's muscled frame, leading her to neutrally flick her tail outwards, a spiked ball forming from her once flat and wiry tail, slamming straight into the head of the beast, sending it falling backwards onto the floor with a thump as her tongue slithered out. "You're in the way." She had refrained from using the power of Cero, not only to avoid luring the larger and more dangerous Menos Grande, but to also train her hollow powers and identity as well.

She was a Hollow, an Adjuchas, a being that was considered rare within Las Noches. She had no doubt in her mind that the more powerful Hollows would begin rushing to devour her in the event that many foes would present themselves. Nor did she wish to again regress into a state of what was a Menos Grande. No, she would not let that mass amalgamation be a representation of herself. Stepping forward, her tail's spikes receded, wrenching into her body as she used her now flat tail to drag flecks of meat to her mouth, her sharp toothed mouth with many fangs. The dragon Hollow gazed on with a sense of curiosity on the other Hollows, her presence made clear to the mindless or the new minted Hollows, her presence being very obvious as she gazed upon them. The hunger.

Likely they experienced to a large degree the mindless hunger that she too at one time had faced. A hunger for the spiritually rich that screamed and defied self preservation, and in that sense, she could sense it almost by instinct considering she too was once a mindless amalgamation of souls that made up a beast, not a being. However, as she had eaten, survived, gained experience, she had learned of a new identity. As they gazed upon her, wanted to devour her, she had stopped herself short right there. "Do not approach me." She'd say it nicely as if she were asking them to show a sense of cordial understanding, however, she doubted they'd understand. It was within the next moment that she opened her jaw once more, a hideous hiss released as she bore her spiritual pressure around all of them.

"I'll kill you all!" This seemed to scare off a few that were thinking out the option, and yet, many more seemed only enthused all the more to attempt to devour her. They were admirable in a sense, and yet, she was not going to allow herself to be consumed. No, not at all. She had the skill in her mind to take care of these many beings, so long as she was careful and capable of fighting. The dragon had sharp fangs, claws, and dangerous abilities that she had carried throughout her forms. The only question she'd have at this point now is to know which one of these Hollows would assault her and end up as her next meal. Carefully did she observe all of them, sensing around herself, ready for facing any of these small fry. 

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{Stats}
Stats:

Strength:(150x.7)=105

Speed:300

Spiritual Pressure:250

Reiatsu Strength:(300x1.5)=450

Light Aura:50

Dark Aura:50

Instinct:150

Senses:150

Energy Sensory:0

Wound Expertise:0



Total:1300





Skills:
Learning:2
Battle Analysis:2
Pain Tolerance:2
Damage Recovery:2
Analysis:2
Stealth:2
12/15 SKP

Training for SP and if maxed will be putting the rest into TTP.

2 Class 8 Hollows eaten=100 CTP



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[Melvin]

Melvin savored his meal, feeling the flow of energy course through his body. It was still new to him, a slightly foreign sensation as the essence of the creature he consumed began to fill his being, slowly but surely raising his strength even higher. Though he'd only devoured less than five so far, he could already feel the shift, the change toward something greater in the not-so-distant future. The muscle in his arms had slowly become more defined, his spiritual power taking form in the core of his being. The small wound on his back even healed over from the flood of energy entering his veins, accelerating his regeneration for the briefest moments.

The human-shaped Hollow stood back up, stretching his arms and legs and getting a feel for the fresh energy coursing through him. It was nice, slightly sedating his predatory urges and helping him grow just a tiny bit more. Yet he was far from satisfied. There was still a long way to go, and he'd need to devour a lot to even reach the next stage of evolution. He wasn't sure what it was, but his refined senses helped to narrow it down. One of the gifts he developed aside from gradually rising strength was his ability to feel the energy around him. From that sense, he'd gathered the tallest of the beasts that roamed the place were next in line.

It was weird. Despite being the biggest, they didn't seem a whole lot stronger than some of the stronger creatures on his level. The terrifying ones, those were a whole lot tinier! Why was that? The logic here didn't quite pan out well for the newblood Hollow. Then again, his sense of logic was pretty weird anyway! It was as he felt for those energy signatures that he noticed something...Not the giants, but the presence of something smaller getting closer...Or at least more contained anyway. Yet in spite of that, he knew right away that they'd be far stronger than the lot here.

It was hard to read since his power hadn't developed a lot yet, and even compared to normal their energy was harder to read on top of that for some reason. It was enough to know something stronger was coming though- something he could capitalize on! Melvin stood his ground by the tree he'd fell back to, keeping an eye on the swarms of lesser Hollows still fighting, ripping each-other apart like the savage, violent things they were. In truth he wasn't a whole lot different. Just he had the foresight not to take on an army by himself. On the other side of the swarm he could feel it though. That surge of spiritual power that dwarfed the bulk of the,.

Whatever it was gave him quite the opportunity. The new Hollow took his stance, adjusting the feeling in his arms and getting ready to dive right into the chaos once more. The distraction the stronger creature provided was an ideal moment to pick off another meal or two for himself! The back was a bit less distracted, but so long as no one got in the way up front, he could handle himself. He excelled in single combat, so clusters like this were a bit of a struggle unless he utilized things to his advantage to keep it personal. His steps got closer to the hoard, the eyes of a few of the savages crossing his own.

"Alrighty! Round two!"

Melvin stepped right toward a skeletal-looking abomination, his eyes set on them first. The creature noticed immediately, opening its jaws and propelling acidic slime right toward him! But rather than try to avoid it, he pushed his fist right through it! It coated his arm, burning it slowly and projecting steam from the building burns. In exchange for that, his fist connected dead-center with the target's jaw! He was more than happy to take some punishment to land his own. The hit was fearsome, cracking the creature's mask and knocking the steam out of them in a single potent blow!

The newbie grabbed the unconscious creature and tossed it back, only to be immediately tackled by a fat Goliath of a Hollow! Someone in that cluster of chaos needed to go on a diet! How many did this big guy eat? Covered in blue skin and fur, they were more like a beast than a lot of those there. They were strong enough to push him back and send him skidding across the ground! The thing was just a tad too strong for him right now, and he realized that. If it were just them, he'd gladly show them a thing or two! But there was no way he'd be able to fight with so many hostiles close by.

Melvin grabbed his catch and retreated, making his way around the hoard to see what the heck was going on up front! All the while he chewed on the skeletal Hollow's body like chicken, gnawing flesh from their bones! Little by little he ate them as a mobile treat, the creature's body breaking down and decaying into spirit particles little by little. Again it sent a rush through his body! Another burst of stamina and energy that propelled him onward like a bullet train!. There didn't seem to be any good openings to dive in for thirds though, all made of dozens of beasts that lined the edge, even with a good few's attention up front.

Finally the visage of what he sensed came into view. Some kind of...What was that? He peered around, chewing on a hollow finger that was slowly turning to dust between his teeth. That was one weird looking snake!...Or maybe it was not weird looking enough? So properly snake-like that they didn't quite fit the weirdness trend set by the forest of monsters! He squinted, judging them silently from afar while feeling out their energy. It was a far cry above his own, well above and more! Yet he didn't seem overly fearful, even if a little cautious.

"Hey!"

He spoke up pretty loudly, disregarding the swarm for the briefest moment as the Adjuchas made quick work of whatever was in front of them with some weird superpowers of their own. He was still learning even the basics, but after seeing that blast of concentrated -fuck you- twice in the span of a few minutes now, it was starting to click a little. The purple-skinned manlet of a Hollow walked up, keeping his senses honed, tracing the spiritual resonance of the swarms and the greater Hollow that showed themselves. "You know this is supposed to be a low-class spawn zone, right? I think you want the more uh.... mid-..ish tier PvP section?"

Melvin focused for a second, feeling out the energy signatures that he could track. It was a little hard with the flood of lesser creatures like himself so close by, but soon enough he picked up on something, slowly moving his arm in various directions like an unaligned compass, trying to get it right. Eventually his finger extended toward the northeast at some specific range of latitude and longitude. "Somewhere in that direction, should be a swarm of those really tall and skinny types, more your level, I think? Need to keep the servers balanced and all that! Otherwise we'll never get new players!' As for why he was using this strange terminology when speaking? He didn't quite know either.

(1 class 8 Hollow devoured)

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(OOC: Training for CTP)

Ah, Menos Forest. This had been, what, the Octava's fourth time here? He certainly liked coming here; there were plenty of lesser hollows all over the place! It was like fighting a large quantity of training dummies; there wasn't much the would generally be able to do in retaliation, so it was more or less an opportunity for the Espada to hone his skills. And a fairly good opportunity, at that. While there was the occasional Adjuchas that could stand up to him, and even put up a good fight, most everything here was nothing more than cannon fodder. Nothing but weak, expendable hollows. At least, that was the mindset Adolf took towards the inhabitants to the forest.

Adolf had managed to stay as under-the-radar as he could upon first entering the forest. He figured he'd might as well lay low, see how active everything is. Granted, it was Menos Forest, so hollows were going to be absolutely all over the place, likely slaughtering each other, there was still a chance, albeit neigh impossible, that there would be minimal conflict. If that were the case, he was going to have to change things up. Make sure that everything in the forest knew he was in charge. He began to walk passed various hollows, mostly uninterested in their affairs.

Eventually stumbling upon what appeared to be a lone Gillian, he smirked. The hollow had been a bit on the taller side, facing away from the man with what seemed to be a fairly large number of quills going down its back. Quickly pulling his twin daggers from the small "holsters" on his hips, he entered an improvised fighting stance, holding both blades with a reversed grip. After a few seconds, waiting to see if the hollow would turn around, which evidently it did not, Adolf charged. He sprinted up towards the hollow, throwing both arms out beside him, and leaped onto the monster's back.

What happened next could not be considered surprising by any sense of the word. The hollow had begun to freak out, and thrashing about while shouting various obscenities. The Espada quickly sheathed his daggers into the hollow's back, as to both try to kill the hollow, as well as make sure he wasn't going anywhere while he was in the process of avoiding being flung from the beast. "Calm down, dammit!" The arrancar shouted, though quickly realizing that his words were going to do nothing. He sighed and twisted his blades, making sure they were locked in the hollow.

After a short while, it was fairly obvious to the Espada that the hair on the hollow's back were in-fact quills. This realization had been apparent when the hollow bucked upwards, covering Adolf's front side with at least a hundred quills. He gripped onto his daggers tightly. Time to finish this beast. Putting his feet on the back of the hollow for leverage, the Octava effectively climbed up the back of the beast, similarly to the way a mountain climber would. Upon reaching the beast's head, the Espada lunged forward, and implanted both of his daggers underneath the chin of the beast, and pulled upwards, swiping the hollow off of its feet, and throwing it a few feet in the air, thanks to Adolf's raw physical power.

Jumping off the back of the hollow, he withdrew his daggers from the beast's chin, and landed on the ground as the hollow began to reach its maximum height of about fifteen feet in the air. Adolf smirked. He knew exactly how he wanted to kill the monstrosity in front of him. He dragged the edge of a dagger of his along his right hand, and it left a fairly large sized wound, immediately beginning to bleed. He raised this hand toward the hollow, and an uncharacteristic blue orb of Reiatsu began to form.

This easily had to be his favorite technique pre-release. It was fun to use, it was extremely powerful, and due to the sheer size of it, was likely to throw almost every opponent off guard. As the orb began to condense, Adolf gripped right below his elbow with his left hand, dropping his second dagger to the ground. The hollow began to fall, and the Espada traced the center of his hand along the now dropping beast, as to make sure his aim was dead on. Granted, the sheer size of the technique was likely to catch more than just the hollow he was looking to kill. He gritted his teeth, and then began to shout at the top of his lungs.

"Gran Rey Cero!"

Immediately the small orb of blue began to spread, expanding out much farther than that of a normal Cero. While his Reiatsu strength wasn't the strongest, it was enough to finish the job after the damage he had just caused. The hollow began to be engulfed with the massive blast, and its life was ended rather quickly. The blast continued making its way towards the sky, seeming not to stop for quite a while. While just about any of the other Espada would've likely disintegrated this hollow upon contact with a Gran Rey, Adolf merely fried the beast. As the blast wore down, he lowered his arm, and taking multiple breaths as his breathing became rather sporadic. He started to make his way towards the hollow who had fallen to the ground, and jammed a dagger into its neck for good measure.

Reiatsu Pool: 1600/2000
-400 for Gran Rey Cero

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{Stats & Skills }Strength- 400 (800 after type)
Speed- 150 (245 after type)
Reiatsu Strength- 55 (28 after type)
Spiritual Pressure- 400 (200 after type)
Light Aura - 30
Dark Aura - 70
Senses- 50
Instinct- 50
Energy Sensory- 50
Healing Expertise- 0

[Pain Tolerance] [2]
[Strength of Will] [2]
[Calm Mind] [2]
[Poison Resist] [2]
[Acting] [2]

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{Gran Rey Cero}Technique Name: [Gran Rey Cero (Grand King's Zero)]

Class: [2]

Technique Type: [Hollow Technique]

Technique Element: Lightning

Technique Description and Effects:

An Espada-exclusive Cero of such great might that its use is forbidden while under the dome of Las Noches. It requires the user's blood to be used as a sacrifice to activate, but when activated is charged at about the same speed as a regular Cero. It is always blue in color, and appears to have the shape of a razor with several prongs. When fired, it zig zags at the enemy instead of firing in a straight line. While charging speed is the same as Cero, firing speed is three times that of Cero, and the actual destruction potential is twice the user's reiatsu strength.

Furthermore, the explosive power is so high that not even several Cero put together can rival it. This technique also releases a large mass of lightning and electricity not only upon firing, but on impact as well. The ferocity of the Gran Rey Cero is nearly unrivaled.

How to use technique:

Fire like a regular Cero, but only after also getting blood on the firing hand from its user. This is usable only by Espada. The secret to its use and why only Espada can use it are both unknown at this present time.

Technique Drawbacks

400 reiatsu cost and blood sacrifice. Can only be fired once per post, up to four times a day.

[Guerrero Manipuladora]

What Guerrero saw was mostly irrelevant until came the presence of a small Hollow, not even a Gillian at that. It had approached her and simply stated that she shouldn’t be eating the weak Hollow before her? While that was definitely true, and she was sure that killing a Gillian would definitely be worth a little more, there was a definite problem with that. Namely, the fact it would draw a lot of attention and more dangerous competition that would try to kill her over her food.
Gazing at the creature before her though, she just tilted her head before looking closely at him. "P-V-P? Servers?" What were all these odd words she never heard before? Who was this?

She didn't exactly have much time to consider it as she slowly looked back to the other Hollows, her eyes analyzing them as she slurped up the remainders of her meal. "I don't know what those are~" She gave the friendliest snake smile ever, tilting her head dumbly as her snake tail thumped the floor lightly. However, she would proceed to look outward to the other Hollows, still combating each other like the beasts that they were. "I can't afford not to eat when I have the opportunity. Rumor is, you can become human again by eating many souls~" With that declaration, she would lightly walk ahead of him, her jaw opening wide as a ominous red beam began to form inside of her mouth, a large unstable ball which quickly condensed and pulsed.

Suddenly, a decently powerful Cero had released itself, her head swinging as the read beam would destruction would wash over the area, the smaller Hollows dodging, dashing, flying away. Some had been enveloped by the powerful blast, and just for a moment, a Gillian had turned it's way to them, having noticed the red beam and stepping forward, the Menos Grande stepping closer. Though, that was until suddenly a small figure had slammed against it. Humanoid, very much so in many ways. Guerrero had analyzed the being in particular, leaving four dead hollows from her assault, casually gazing at that Gillian approaching, ready to fight it if need be. However, as it cried out erratically, it was made clear that there was something else interfering.

Gran Ray Cero. The usually incredibly powerful technique had fired and hit the Gillian with unrespectable results. Normally a Gran Ray Cero had the power to change the very landscape, and yet, this one could hardly manage to fell the Menos Grande before her. As it crashed and fell, Guerrero looked on curiously as she began to extend her jaw, shoveling two of the smaller Hollows into her maw, before then approaching the fallen Menos Grande before her, leaving three dead hollows for the wild Melvin. "Mmnh. Yummy and bubbly I imagine!~" Just like that, the adorable dragon lurched forward, opening her mouth wide, slapping her mouth along the head of the Menos, comically the thing was too large for her to seemingly swallow all in one bite. 

Well, suddenly, she'd begin to gag, opening her jaw to impossible lengths to slowly inch her way along the thing, lifting her head up as it would begin to descend into her body. "Hrgh! Grgh!" Amazingly, both Melvin and the Espada would see her...swallow an entire Menos by tilting her head, sitting there with a ridiculous bloat in her stomach as she sighed, giving a light burp into the air before gazing at them. "Aaagh. Really hits the spot. And it didn't taste so bad! Pardon me. That wasn't very lady like. Who are you sir Arrancar?" She seemed super relaxed, having eaten an absurd amount of food in a short period, No, seriously, she seemed as if nothing could bother her, her form relaxing heavily as she digested, regaining reiatsu for consuming the creature before her. 

"Uaaagh!~ I couldn't eat another bite!~" Giggling lightly to herself, the Hollow slowly looked down at herself and the colossal creature which rested in her stomach. "Oh no. If I keep eating this way! I'm going to be as fat as a whale! AAAAH! I'm going to turn into some ugly fat woman and I'll never get married! HELP!" She began to struggle, shake, whip head around as she quickly wanted to digest. This...was a comical hollow indeed. A stupid one, but definitely entertaining to watch. With her food settling, they'd see the acid was quickly digesting anything inside, ultimately, she'd settle down, anime tears dripping down her mask. "I'M GOING TO GET FAT AND DIE ALONE! U-WAAAAAAAAH!" 

She was having a mid-afterlife cirsis here and she didn't want to end up becoming fat! She was only 300 years old god dammit! She was still young and had chances! She was a beautiful chick in life and she wasn't going to lose that just because she ate some extra protein god dammit! It almost seemed as if she had forgotten that there were actual other observers in the area, and with it, she flapped her black wings in the air momentarily, rapidly shuffling, but then came to a stop. Ugh, she better stop before she gets some indigestion. She could exercise a few hours, but she couldn't if she had a sore as hell stomach. For a moment, she wondered how the others felt about this. Oh right. There were others weren't there?


2 Class 8 Hollow Eaten
One Class 4

[Melvin]

Melvin's efforts to slowly carve his way through the hoards and take a bountiful feast for himself were getting progressively more shot. With this big player stepping up to the plate, the little guy was going to have trouble competing! He didn't have any fancy skills just yet, only a chip on his shoulder, boundless determination, and two rock-solid fists attached to his arms! That did the job for most cannon-fodder, but against the big boys? It wouldn't quite do the job. He had to plan- just how would he make the best of this with this newfound powerhouse taking charge in the midst of his grand plan? At the very least his presence was noted though!

"You know like uh.." He paused, trying to find a way to put it. In truth he didn't fully understand what he was saying or going for there either. He just kind of trailed off, never finishing that sentence and going into an answer, because there never really was an answer. It was complete nonsense. He tapped his chin in silent contemplating, his eyes gazing over the still lingering hoards. They sure were dumb, still fighting and standing up to the big ol snake like that. Didn't they know you aren't supposed to play with snakes? They bite and stuff...Or in this case fire giant beams of destruction that- wait giant beams of destruction?

He blinked, sensing the concentration of energy ahead of time by the tiniest bit, but still completely surprised by it. What the heck was that? The brilliant shine, the intense heat that radiated from it like a pocket full of sunshine...Except more literal in that a pocket full of sun anything would be very hot and dangerous, much lie that blast. If he were put it into words, it'd have to be a highly condensed mass of -fuck you- put into a physical form! That was really cool, at least he thought sol. He'd really need to pick that up at some point. It sure made quick work of all those little buggers in the crowd.

As he looked on, he felt something big approaching though....Two things, actually. While one was literally bigger, the other was way spiritually bigger! If that made sense. Melvin was still figuring out how this whole sensory thing worked. He did have a good talent for it innately, but it was still completely new territory. His gaze turned to the side, narrowly catching a glimpse of the tall Menos, those big balls of fluff that roamed every which way in that big forest. They were easily the most mindless of the lot, though Melvin was sure to give them some good competition in that regard.

Yet despite their size, the creature was promptly crushed by the second energy signature he sensed, and boy oh boy did they have a flashy finisher for the poor thing. A stream of blue much like the other cero, but like....better and worse at the same time? The overall energy behind it was substantially inferior, but the raw concentration was on a completely different level/ Like a better skill used by a weaker soul, if that made sense. It was the only sense he could make of it anyway. In any case! It was still super cool. So many cool things he needed to learn how to do!

"Hello other person!" He waved at the Arrancar as the enormous beast fell, their body charred and burnt to a little crisp. Poor thing didn't stand a chance. He probably didn't either, but one good thing about that handy dandy sensory whosawhatsit was giving him a good idea of who was probably way out of his league. He didn't even know what an Arrancar was yet, but the guy did look strangely Human..Oh wait, is that what the other one was talking about!? "Hey uh..Snake person! Is that what you meant by becoming Human?" He turned his gaze back to his fellow Hollow just in time to see them swallowing the enormous beast whole.

He raised a finger, about to comment about how eating something three times your size probably wasn't good for your weight, but that would be rude! And it seemed she'd come to that realization herself not long after. He even felt a little bad for the not-so-little snake. He knew how it felt to binge and then feel the consequences the next day. It wasn't a great feeling...But would it matter for a snake? How did snake fat work? Didn't they just shed it or something!? He wasn't a snake specialist or anything, so that information eluded him. Never-the-less, he knew what he needed to do.

"Snake person!" It was the only thing that came to mind to call them at the moment. "Relax! You're not going to be fat. Those big ones are like..How do I put it.." He pondered it, forgetting about the Arrancar while the serpent was in such distress. "The cotton candy of monsters? Like they're all air and stuff. Its barely more than the other ones you were eating! No way you'd get fat from that. You're ...Actually I don't know how you look because I'm not a snake specialist..." Was she fat by snake standards? How fat was the average snake? Did an obese snake just look like an angry rope?

"Anyway, You'll probably be fine. There are plenty of snakes in the forest!...I think....I never took count, I've only been here a month, but there are probably plenty of snakes in the forest to do snake things with!": That was as reassuring as he could possibly be. The snake life certainly seemed like a struggle. Always slithering everywhere, never finding shoes that fit, being terrible at thumb wars...Horrific. "Oh right.uh..." He gestured at both of the creatures in front of him, wanting to check something. "What were those weird beam things you two used? They seemed like...different but similar? I don't know. " He was clearly new, like -really- new if he didn't even know what a cero was!

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Walking towards the two hollows before him, Adolf threw his arm up as a sort of stationary wave. As a greeting, this was common for him, especially towards newer people. He had found it a bit odd, though, that a hollow was being rather friendly. Not something had never encountered before, but it wasn't exactly something common, either. He was interested to see how the meet would go. for sure. He realized quite quickly that one of them had been an adjuchas; that much was apparent by the smaller, animalistic form. The other one, though, had they even been a Gillian?

"Hey," he said, making his way towards the group, "How's it going for you two?" He wasn't exactly sure what to say. Meeting hollows that he wasn't inclined to kill was still fairly new. Perhaps they'd prove to be good company in this apparent wasteland of a forest? Only time would tell with that one, though it wasn't something the Espada was inherently against. "So, what brings you two here? Trying to get stronger I'm assuming?" As he began to finish his statement, he had heard a rather odd statement come from the the apparent younger of the two. "Hey uh..Snake person! Is that what you meant by becoming Human?"

He scoffed, intruding on the conversation. "Human? This is likely the closest you're going to get to human. Even then," he said, slowly starting to unzip the upper part of his robe, revealing a rather large hole right below his neck, "I'm still one of you, whether it looks like it or not. While, maintaining your humanity is still possible, even as you are now, 'human' is something you're likely never going to achieve again." He shrugged. "Sorry if you're just now coming to that realization." He'd never really thought about that before. What it would be like to be human again. So much had changed since he last was. Though, giving up his raw power as a hollow wasn't something he'd ever do.

Upon finishing his sentence, Guerrero seemed to be quite prompt on swallowing down his kill. While, should he have needed the kill, she'd likely be attacked, he couldn't help but chuckle as she tried to swallow the whole thing down. It was something that obviously shouldn't've been attempted, and at the very least should've been separated somewhat. Though, she was a snake, and such was the way of life for them. All was well with the Espada, lost in though over snakes, until the one in front of him decided to shout.

"Calm down," he said rather aggressively, "Weight at this point should be the least of your concern! Focus on surviving first, then worry about trivial things like that later! As a hollow, maintaining that shouldn't be a priority. You'll grow to learn that quickly, if you haven't realized it until this point. If you decide to break your mask, then worry about it as an Arrancar." While it would seem that he was fairly adamant about the subject matter, the real reason behind his words was to try to get the snake to stop shouting. "As far as dying alone goes," he said, continuing with the snake's rambling, "I can assure you that's not going to happen. Dying of old age as an Arrancar is an impossibility, so that's not something you need to worry about. That pretty much leaves combat, to where, unless your opponent is an ass, you're not going to die alone. Again, stop worrying about trivial things."

Turning to the younger of the hollows, he raised an eyebrow. "You mean a Cero?" he asked. Though what he was referring to was up in the air at the moment, that was likely the case considering he said both of them had used one. Upon saying that in his head, Adolf quickly realized that the snake had been capable of using a Cero. Just how far along the Adjuchas process was she if she was capable of using a Cero? Surely she couldn't have been too far behind from when he broke his mask, right? That meant if she had decided to, she could effectively break her mask right now and be on par with the Espada! Though exact measurements of her strength were hard to say at the time, he was fairly certain that she'd at least be close by. This left him to begin to think for himself for a short while.

He crossed his arms. "So, you both are looking to get stronger, correct? Well, if you'd like, I'd be interested in helping." This was the perfect opportunity for the Espada to begin strengthening the hollows of Hueco Mundo, starting with these two. Should they decide to agree, that is. "Here's the deal; we'll do this in a sort of symbiotic relationship. I'll go out and kill what needs to be killed, guided by you two, of course, and you'll eat what's left. Gives me the opportunity to perfect my rather weak Reiatsu, while also aiding you two in growing into stronger, more able hollows. So," he said, holding his arms out to each side of him, "What say you?"


Reiatsu Pool: 1600/2000

[Guerrero Manipuladora]

Crushed. She’d never be human? That was the thing that had just crushed her news. She’d never be human again, and that this fellow was still a monster of sorts, although he was closest to human as he was gonna get. It was for that reason she ignored Melvin’s call about “there’s plenty of other snakes” or other such claims. Her eyes widened as he mentioned the fact that her weight was trivial, that she’d never die of old age. That she’d be a monster forever. Suddenly, as he mentioned such, about helping her grow stronger, she deflated, more like a line in the sand than a railroad track. She suddenly looked very depressed.

“W-What iz the point? I’ll never...I’ll never.” She suddenly would look out to Melvin, going forward and wrapping her dragon like arms and legs around him, pinning him down with her weight as she whimpered, wrapping her wings around him like some large teddy bear, which was the role he would be filling out. “I-I’ll never be a human again?” Her tears metaphorically fell to the floor as she looked to the fallen Hollows she had slain for Melvin. Three Hollows she had just eliminated. These three beings. What were they then exactly? She knew what they were.

Monsters like her. She began to roll around with Melvin in her arms and her winged embrace, slowly releasing him and leaving him on the floor as she went about just...eating. She’d eat all of them. She’d eat them all as her razor sharp teeth ripped into their flesh. Disgusting. She was visibly sorrowed, but she would eat those scrumptious snacks now. Quickly did she come to the realization that she had figured this out as a possibility before. That a rumor was just a humor. That she could be a monster forever. She just didn’t think about what she was going to do if she had ever found the definite answer. Yet, the answer was ultimately so simple to see.

If she was to be a monster forever, she ought to embrace that destiny, and consume. She’d consume, consume, and consume until she became whatever an Arrancar was. She had seen them before, even having met the fourth Espada, and yet, she figured they very much were human based off their appearance. She knew that some of them still looked monstrous, but that was because they didn’t eat enough of their sins away. It was the reason why she ate the monsters around her. It was why she worked so hard. “Ohnh…” She just began flicking her tail through the sand as she ate, feeling disgusted with all around her. Ultimately, she just found herself somewhat lost, realizing this new information.

Nature wasn't beautiful. It was hell. It was a battle for constant evolution that lead her into believing that she could succeed. That by eating her sins of being an aristocrat away, she'd reach a state of humanity. She could be beautiful again. She could be herself again. However, upon that realization happening? That it was all just some fantasy that was out of reach? She just felt empty inside. She just continued eating, and eating, and when the offer was made, she said nothing. She couldn't take it right now. However, eating all of these things like the wild beast she would soon accept to be as her identity? She'd turn and nod her head. Okay then. She'd do it. Maybe being an Arrancar or whatever that fully was, wasn't that bad.

They were human like. Like he said, he was the pinnacle. He had reached it. That meant that he had to know secrets, tips, trades that she hadn't been able to fathom or comprehend right? There had to be more information to it all. There had to be some method? Perhaps he was one of those beings that hadn't eaten enough? Yes, that had to be it. Maintaining some sort of hope for herself, she'd quickly chipper up, smiling her oddly ferocious looking smile due to her inability to curve her lips properly. "Yes. Yes. I'll eat anything and everything you'll give to me." Blatantly promising it out, she'd give that information to the Espada, though she didn't know who he was, nor his affiliation. Then again, he didn't know much about her either. Did he?

"I am Guerrero Manipuladora. At your service." She'd try to bow, but instead, just kinda laid down like some sort of pet on display on the warm sand. Turning to Melvin Briefly, it occured to her that he hadn't gotten to eat much yet. That was right, wasn't it? Feeling slightly bad, she'd turn to the single Hollow left she was about to eat, kicking it to him. That was good right? "Erh...sorry. I'll feed you too a little later." An odd dragon snake and whatever Melvin was, and an Espada. What an unlikely party that would get together on this fine night?/day? Yeah, that sounded about right. Anyways, what was the next part of their journey? She could only guess.

Guerrero would follow after the Espada and Melvin in the event they were to move anywhere, and she'd keep her nonexistent ears open for anything they had to say to her. She didn't know everything about being a Hollow, and even less about what an Arrancar was or it's meaning, but she was ready to hear. After all, it seemed that she was horribly misinformed due to her own assumptions and the stipulations that spread among other Hollows. Though, could anyone really blame her? Anyone really blame any of the Hollows for that? The world was chaotic and nobody seemed to be willing to care or hear from them. People only seemed to care enough to kill and exterminate them.

2 Class 8 Hollow Eaten=100 CTP

[Melvin]

Melvin had to keep his eyes open. He was by far the weakest of the main cast there. Even if the two didn't seem hostile, he'd learned by now to be a teeny bit extra cautious in this forest. It could have been like an angler fish or something..A really polite nice person that ends up being an abomination that sprawls out of the ground and tries to devour him whole!...Which sounds really cool actually. Were there any Hollows like that yet? If not, he wanted a reroll on his powers...Well, maybe. He still had no idea what his powers even were! Coming to an end of his internal rant, he finally remembered he was in a conversation!

"Oh! Right, yes. I am here for lunch. Like most people. The commute is pretty good here. Nice selection, plenty of choices for the picky eater...Though that spider I ate did taste kind of overcooked. Gona have to give it a B minus over that! " But that was better than the average d-rate joints the forest had....Though come to think of it, opening a restaurant down here could be -very- profitable. He could see it now. Cannibal Corps. Fresh Hollows to the slaughter to feed the hungry customers- which would be more Hollows...Which would then become more slaughter for the next batch! It was a perfect idea! A business venture his agent needed to know about.

The whole becoming Human thing was a bit second-hand to him. Unlike the snake Hollow, Melvin didn't care about being Human, or his humanity for that matter, but it was a curious point. This new guy looked -pretty- dang Human. But he wasn't? What -was- Human then? Were Humans even Humans? A thing to contemplate another day. "Huh...Oh well, being Human kind of sucked anyway. Always having to worry about falling and breaking something, or worrying about getting shot down by a clown on a unicycle...Here its much more simple. Just don't get eaten. Easy stuff- wait what are you doing"

The Hollow adjusted his attention to the Adjuchjas snake he'd failed at consoling that was in a state of another fit. He was viciously and mercilessly assaulted with the beast's hug, his smaller body completely ensnared in the unbreakable grasp of their unfathomable sorrows. He fell over from the weight, landing back-first and still held in the beast's hold! This was it! The end of his tale of greatness! Cut short by the depressed cravings of a giant snake! He just kept the straightest face he possibly could though, a blank canvas of expressionlessness.

As they rolled about, the lower-class Hollow could feel himself getting dizzy. At the very least it'd serve as valuable practice if he ever need to endure going through a spinaroonie. The little Hollow was powerless- well, not really. He was pretty strong even for a small fry, but emotionally powerless! He couldn't bring himself to fight for freedom against the snake's tear-stricken coiling! The hero heart resting in the core of his chest just wouldn't allow it. For if he did, he'd be no better than Greg! For a moment he was filled with determination, not for himself, but for his dearest companion he'd spent his entire last thirty seconds of life rolling around with! "It's alright, snake person! You can be Human again if you just try hard enough! I believe in you!" His faith was unquestionable.

Finally he was free though! The man pulled himself back up as the large snake abomination went to feast on the damned creatures he'd chosen not to eat moments ago,. He'd earn his own food when the time was right...Specifically in a few days when he went to Earth and slaughtered a massive number of cartel bandits. He could feel the hunger all the way from here just waiting to happen! His attention returned to the more Human-looking of the lot when they finally answered his question.

"Cero? Is that what its called? Weird name...Sounds Italian, but I'm not one to argue with other cultures! I too will learn how to shoot Italian beams of destruction one day! All the ceros.." Cero...It kind of sounded like zero too. Was that the joke? Did it reduce people to zero H.P? The zeroifier....Nah, that was weird. It probably meant something else. Who would name a super awesome technique after a lame number like that? His internal rantings paused at the question the stranger posed.

"Hm? Training....I just call it lunch, but I guess that works too! I haven't really trained since that big championship match in Colorado....I think? I duno', since becoming an abomination of nature my memory of stuff has started dying from the old days. Kind of a weird process. Probably just eating too many bad monster carcasses..." He was a strange one for sure. Melvin pondered just how would he train these days? It wasn't like boxing back in the day where the rules were clear cut and all he had to do was hit a guy harder than the guy hit him. Now it was life-or-death monster battles with superpoweres all over the place! Definitely a big thing to adjust to.

Listening to the man's deal, Melvin nodded his head in deep understanding of the very basic and upfront offer. Very overly-exaggerated head-nodding and the like. "Oh..Hm...I usually hunt for myself, but eh, I'm fine with cheating a little. What kind do you want to search for? Let's see..." With a moment's concentration, Melvin felt out the traces of spiritual energy coursing through the air. His senses were especially refined for such a low-class beast, picking up on energy signatures pretty well in the forest. He could see all sorts of vague signs from little collective abominations all over the place.

"I think there are some tall boys to the northeast...more snacks like the lot that were gathered here to the south, some -really- big boys to the east and....Some shrimp to the west..Like literally the spiritual equivalent of shrimp, I didn't even know they could get that tiny. ...And not picking up anything else yet!" But that was more than enough to go on for now. His senses didn't extend that far yet, but with how packed the forest was, having a good understanding of even the short-term area was very useful. When a Hollow was kicked toward him, the Hollow looked at it for a minute in silent contemplation.

"Oh, thanks snake person!" Without much pause, he picked up the burnt up shambled corpse and dug into it like a fresh chicken wing, biting off chunks of flesh as casually as ever and swallowing it down by the mouthful. "..Hm..Lil' burnt, but its the thought that counts!...Could use some ranch..Usually I prefer barbecue with my corpse dinners, but I'm getting more of a ranch vibe here. But don't worry, I can usually feed myself...After we're done being fed. " As erratic as ever, he got back to chewing on the monster's flesh, scarfing it down like the first dish in an all you can eat buffet. Once he had a quick fill, Melvin let off a small burp and picked himself back up, stretching his arms and legs.

It was then that something occurred to him! He'd never introduced himself! Clearing his throat, the new Hollow's boundless youthful energy picked up again in his voice. "Oh right! I am Melvin! Also known as The Great Melvin,. or Melvin Melvinson in some cultures...But Melvin works for short. " The greatest name to ever be told. With the knowledge these two were travelling with the -Great Melvin-, there would be nothing left to fear for the duration of their venture. Such a name could bring nothing short of complete terror to any foe they may come across!

(1 class 8 Hollow devoured)

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From being around the two hollows for a limited amount of time, Adolf did what he could to analyze their personalities. Melvin seemed to be a more carefree kind of man, finding humor in most every situation. This was far from bad, as it made him interesting to be around. He didn't particularly mind his company, though he wouldn't exactly hunt him down just to be around him. Adolf wasn't that kind of person by any means. Still, though, he was certainly interesting, and had his benefits. The chances of him becoming something great someday were fairly high; he showed a lot of potential just from the fact that he'd likely be able to keep his cool in a fight, something that Adolf couldn't exactly do himself all the time.

Guerrero, on the other hand, seemed to be fairly emotional. The whining he had been shown upon arriving in front of the two hollows was rather annoying, there was no doubt about that. But, she seemed to calm down rather quickly. Perhaps she was well in charge of her emotions? Only time would tell with that one, but one thing was for certain, she was much stronger than the other hollow. Perhaps close to, if not on par with Adolf's own abilities. He wanted to see what she could do, though with him hunting, there wasn't much he'd be able to do in that case. He'd have to meet with her again some other time in order to determine if she could be useful or not. At the moment, though, that wasn't a priority.


"Huh...Oh well, being Human kind of sucked anyway. Always having to worry about falling and breaking something, or worrying about getting shot down by a clown on a unicycle...Here its much more simple. Just don't get eaten." This line caused Adolf to chuckle a bit to himself. A clown on a unicycle? That was rather out there, though unsurprising from the language the was using before. He was quickly taken out of his moment of thought, as Melvin was seemingly assaulted by the snake, appearing uncaring about the situation at hand. What had been happening?

"Don't worry, Manipuladora, being an Arrancar isn't as bad as you'd think. I may not be human, but I still feel human, at least for the most part." He began to do what he could to console the hollow, as it would've been rather awkward if he had just stood there while the other hollow tried to help her feel better. "Believe me, I know the truth hurts right now but wait until you are an Arrancar; both of you. You'll feel so much stronger than you are right now. That I can promise." That was a promise he could easily keep. He, for one, felt much better after becoming an Arrancar, whose to say that the other two weren't going to?

Moments later, Adolf was quickly taken back by the smaller hollow's sensory abilities. For as weak as he seemed, it seemed as though he may be able to put in some work. Granted, he hadn't seen him fight at all, so there was still no telling what he could've done, but if his physical or spiritual prowess was anywhere near as strong as his current sensory abilities, he was going to go places. "That's a nice little talent you've got there, how long did that take to perfect?" The Octava was genuinely interested in Melvin's abilities. He may be useful in the future, much like Guerrero. He'd have to remember their names.

"So, do either of you have a preference on what's hunted? I'm impartial to the ones Melvin's mentioned, so if either of you have a preference, let me know. It could be a bias on something as basic as taste, I don't care. If you'd prefer one over the other first, don't be afraid to say so." Adolf began to think of the past; he had used to hunt based on taste. Not something he was really proud of, looking back, but it happened nonetheless. Nothing he could do at this point could really change that. That being said, if that's what they wanted to do, he wasn't about to stop them.

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