The Hunt starts (Closed training Asim and Jyura)

[Asim Bakari]

From the shadows something was creeping out from the darkness that was Hueco Mundo and into the outskirts of the Rukongai. Asim had awakened with a hunger once more, this time he wouldn't just wait in the world of the living for his prey to appear, no now he would start his conquest of the world in the homes of those that opposed him. The shingami, those clad in black and held blades with strange powers. They continued to get in his way and now he would take part of their world as his own. His scarabs poured out from his body and quickly consumed the area around him. As the gate finally closed behind him there was only sand under his feet, this was the start, the start of his vengeance.

The place he had exited to though was rather strange, while there were a few buildings around he couldn't sense any souls around him. At the very least he couldn't sense any human souls. There were plenty of animal souls out and about, but nothing that even felt human in the slightest. Which was odd given that there would be no reason for buildings to be here without people to live or be around them. Some of them looked like real homes he had during his own life time so it really puzzled him as to the lack of humans around, but he sensed something that put his mind to ease, there was something that had a small amount of spiritual power, it was weak, weaker than his own, but it would do as an appetizer.

Carefully he made his way around the buildings and towards the source of the spiritual power. Each step brought him closer and closer to the source of the spiritual energy. Soon he found himself in front of a wall and the source of that energy was behind it, he smiled as he saw his scarabs quickly destroy the wall as if it was made of paper. To his shock and awe what he found was rather interesting and pleasing at the same time. Even if it wasn't what he had been expecting at all. They say that sometimes the best things in life are surprises and he was sure surprised when he saw that the source of the energy that he had been tracking down was not a human, but a rather large animal.

It was a beast clan sleeping in a home, not that he knew what a beast clan was. To him it looked as if there was a rather large white fox sleeping in a bed in the middle of a home. It's left leg had a cast on it, but other than that the fox looked healthy. Asim pulled back his scarabs for a moment and pondered on what to do with this fox before him. Sure there was beauty in the creature, it's fur seemed to be silky smooth and it's color was pure and pristine. To say the least the animal looked beautiful, but was it really worthy of being a meal for him? That was the question he had to answer for himself, before he decided the fate of the fox.

His stomach roared out and he decided, this fox was going to be his meal. The fur was soft enough that it warranted his attention. Sadly the poor beast clan fox would never know that it's best feature ultimately lead to it's death. Asim opened his jaws and snapped down on the neck of the fox, decapitating the poor thing in one swift motion. It was a new feeling to have the sensation of so much fur in his mouth. Before when he ate the head of a human the hair usually was short and he swallowed it first given the odd texture, but here he had to deal with all of it all over. It tickled the insides of his mouth as he chewed on the beast clan. As it was dark he took his time eating the beast clan. There was no need to rush anything, this place was his new kingdom and he would gladly take his time if he wanted.

With the last bit of the fox in his mouth he turned his attention to see if he could sense anything else around him. Sadly there was nothing. This place was empty, he was about to leave until he saw something. A letter on the ground, it had female handwriting on it. He slowly picked it up and read what it had written on it. As he read he smiled, it seemed as if the fox he had just eaten was some sort of pet for a female, but not just any female a female shingami and she was stopping by each morning to give the beast clan food and water. He laughed out in the darkness knowing that he had a new prey and it wouldn't take long till it arrived. All he had to do was wait and see if she would be worthy of being consumed by him.

So he would wait to consume her, in the darkness he waited and thought about how this this girl would visit her now dead “pet”. He wondered what sort of expression would she have upon finding that the creature she had been taking care of was eaten by him. She should feel honored that a god like him had chosen for it to become his meal, after all it was an honor to become a meal for a god like him. As he gave more thought to his next meal he came to understand something waiting for so long wouldn't just do, he had to eat something more, there had to be another sacrifice around worthy of him. So he took off making a mental note of where the home was and where he was heading towards. He knew that the woods wouldn't bring about any fruitful hunts, but the town in the distance would.

From afar he could see some some soft lights from a small town. He lipped his lips and head towards the town. Slowly he made his way to the town. In the space in between the towns he tried to sense if there was anything worth eating in that town. As he crept closer he felt it a being with power. He smiled, there was a potential prey in the town no not just one, two, three no it was five sources of energy in that town. He couldn't hold himself back as he sprinted full force towards the town. The possibility of having five more meals was too enticing for him. He knew what he was going to do, track them down one by one and eat them all.

Getting to the outskirts of the town he slowed down and hid his reiatsu. He knew better than to attack like a madman, to do so was suicide, if he did that he would more than likely get overwhelmed by their numbers and be killed. While he was a reborn god he knew that his full powers weren't there yet. He needed to consume more to become even stronger than what he was currently. Eventually he knew that he would become a force that couldn't be stopped at all. His scarabs would lead the way to victory and there would be no stopping them once he was stronger.

The first source of power was nearby and away from the others. It was in a home away from the main town, but that made it all the better for him. Creeping to the house he looked into it from a window there it was the source of the power sleeping like there was nothing wrong with the world. A young female, she appeared to be a shingami just starting out and visiting her old home. She was cute and that's all that mattered. She would be his first victim in this town. His scarabs turned the wall of the home into sand and he crept in without fear or worry of being spotted. The walls offered no protection from his scarabs.

He stood over the sleeping shingami and made his kill quickly. He bit her throat and ripped out a large chunk of flesh, she bleed out quickly and wasn't able to call out for help. He made quick work of the rest of her body knowing that she was the first of five in this town and he didn't have any time to waste given that he had to get back to the other place he arrived in time to eat the caretaker of the fox he made his first prey of the night. Unlike the fox the female didn't have as much hair which made it easier for him to eat her. What he didn't notice is while he was eating another source of energy had arrived and was on the move.

1 Class seven beast clan, 1 Class seven shingami

[Jyuria "Elisa" Arroj]

He was panting hard as he ran, whimpering and whining as those bandages ate into his flesh, digging deeper into his body and eliciting a loud whine as the beast finally reached the other village. Unaware of Asim's presence, he simply ran for the enearest house, but halfway there, he suddenly made a sharp, strangled noise as he dropped to his knees, his lower body going limp as he suddenly dropped to the ground. One of the bandages was eating it's way through his spine as another wrapped firmly around his mouth.

Even so close to help, someone to assist with what had been done, there was no more he could do. He had gone as far as he could through all the pain and agony. Even as that bandage around his mouth suddenly began ripping away at his lips and cheeks, he didn't scream....he was far too afraid for aynthing like that. Because as he looked at the home he had been about to enter, he could FEEL her behind him. She had followed him. And he felt regret. Regret that she had managed to rip out his throat so that he could not howl for help. Regret for having been too weak to destroy her. But most importantly, he regretted that he was going to die.

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Earlier.....

Jyuria didn't know why it was that she had decided to live in the wilderness of the soul society. And even more, she wasn't sure why it was that she had developed such a.....taste for these strange beast creatures. The very first time she had encountered one of them, the thing had quite handily torn her arms off and was about to kill her. Had it not been for her bandages she would have probably died. Her new arms were still things she was....getting used to. But well, that was behind her now. For now.

Finding the den had been the easy part. That massive section of unearthed land that gaped into a massive cave. Even looking at the thing she knew it was a dangerous place. She had noticed a sort of village nearby, but really she had no intention of going there just yet. The smell of these mongrels had been much more.....mouth-watering. Even without a true mouth on her face, the little ones on her bandages were drooling onto the ground in anticipation.

Moving in close, she spotted one of the mutts laying on the ground as a sort of sentry. He was not asleep, despite his prone form, and she had a feeling he would send up some sort of alarm if she let him simply continue existing. At least she needed to remove his voicebox. Yes....that would do it well enough. She wouldn't even need to kill him. Just eathis arms and legs and tail. That typically seemed to greatly reduce the combat effectiveness of these animals.

Slipping in, she began slowly closing in on the creature, slipping into that dark void that hollows used to hunt, her eyes locked onto his soul as she moved nearer and nearer. She could smell him from here. This particular area seemed to have a wide variety of beasts. Escept for this little spot near the lake. For some reason, there was an abundance of otters. Something that she supposed made little difference. Though she DID have a feeling otters would be delicious. They seemed so very lean~

At long last slipping from the dark veil of the void, she threw her arms forward, her bandages launching at the unknowing individual, those bandages immediately wrapping around his neck, cutting off his air for a brief moment as she yanked hard, tightening them as those little mouths immediately got to work on eating into his throat, intent on silencing him as blood would start gushing out from his meaty head-post.

He gave a strangled little gasp, his eyes suddenly wide as he began thrashing against her, she only barely managing to keep him from breaking her bandages as she leapt ontop of him, grabbing his throat as the bandages on her palms grew mouths and began tearing into his chest. She watched as blood gushed up from the wound and she began digging those bandages deep into his body, her hand slowly sinkling into his chest cavity as he convulsed, puking up blood as his throat and lungs were consumed, his body slowly beginning to go limp.

She watched as his insides were emptied out, his guts, his soul, all of it was consumed, chowed down on until there was nothing inside, those bandages slithering through his innards to munch away at what she could, filling herself as she watched his eyes twitch and his heart began to simply stop as more and more bandages wormed through his insides to get at more meat.

Until she was hit. A slim, aerodynamic little body slammed into her from behind, Jyuria's eyes going wide as she was knocked to the ground, hissing out and gasping as she crumpled, her body throbbing with pain as she looked up to see the brute standing over her, the female otter's eyes burning with an intense hatred as she screeched out into the night. And alerted the rest of the pack. Well fuck her right in her goddamn luck. Immediately a look of disgust spread across Jyuria's face, mouths opening up all over her body, which all screeched.

Caught off guard, the female immediately vacated the space around Jyuria as they backed off, and immediately she launched her bandages, ignoring the fact that the female dodged them, as she slammed them into the corpse of her comrade. Seeing this, she immediately tried to grab onto the bandages, but those teeth immediately began ripping into the flesh of her palms, causing Jyuria to smile mouthlessly as she began muttering softly, and those bandages began completely wrapping around the dead beast. And slowly....those eyes slid back open, a deep hollow glow in them as suddenly a massive hole burst open on his chest.

The female only barely managed to rip the bandages in half, causing Jyuria to wince before flinching as that woman tore towards her, teeth and claws bared as Jyuria smiled at her....not moving an inch as something else suddenly slammed into them from behind. A little surprised yelp escaping the girl as she was suddenly pinned, shock and horror on her face as she looked up to see the male from before, a gaping hole going through his chest and a mask forming over his face as he looked over her with yellow eyes. A screech escaped his body as he suddenly grabbed her by the throat, and with his insane brute strength: reached into her chest, and tore her heart out of her body, until another two forms tackled him to the ground, leaving the female dying on the ground.

Naturally....Jyuria would eat her later. For now, her attention shifted to the new arrivals: Four more of the otters, baring fangs and crude weapons as they circled around her. Jyuria's eyes narrowing as she slowly began spilling bandages from her body, those long ribbons surrounding her as mouths opened up and hissed at the beasts, a black saliva dripping from their mouth as Jyuria's yes twitched rapidly, and tiny mouths opening from the bandages beneath her mask spoke out.

"You are all.....my new children. You will......be mine."

The beasts charged, naturally, and Jyuria met them as best she could. By launching herself at the dead girl's corpse, immediately digging her bandages into her body, muttering softly as the Changed Male intercepted his old clanmates. Of course, there was only so much that he could do, only stopping three of them, as the last one came at her, his teeth gnashing as fleks of saliva flew from his angry mouth, fur bristling as he suddenly blurred.

She was shocked, surprised when that otter was suddenly infront of her, a fist slamming into her face, cracking her mask and promptly smashing her into the floor, claws digging into her back and causing her to screech out as she flung that long head of bandage hair at him, those tiny mouths opening up and suddenly slapping him across the face, those tiny sets of teeth shredding the flesh fromhis face and causing him to recoil, falling back as he clutched at his damaged headparts.

Breathing heavily, Jyuria tore the bandages from the girl's body, as those mouths ate a hole through her chest and slowly, she began to get up, eyes taking on that sickening glow as a slow cackle started to spill from Jyuria's lips. A sick grin spreading liplessly beneath her mask as her eyes lit up. She could already see her first convert tearing the arms off of one of his ex-tribe, the other two lay on the ground bleeding as chunks of their arms, legs, and chest showed significant battle damage.

She fixated on the least injured of the two, smiling as she made her way over and watched as the girl sniffled, sobbing up at her as she tried to cringe away from the hollow Empress. Her mask almost cracked with how wide she was smiling, her foot slamming down onto the girl's neck, and watched with narrowed eyes as mouths sprouted from the bandages under that foot, watching the otter gurgle as it began eating through her neck, more bandages crawling toward her chest to start eating a hole through them.

Of course....out of the corner of her eye....she saw that she'd missed one. Not all of them had attacked her....one of them was running off in the direction of the village, causing that sick smile to fade as she narrowed her eyes, and slowly, she tore her foot from the woman's face, taking a chunk of neck-meat with her as she began making her way toward the fleeing male, spinning the bandages from those four arms of hers as the mouths along her bandages began licking their lips. Already those she'd converted were slowly slumping among the bodies of their fallen comrades. She didn't need them anymore so the bandages they were wrapped in were beginning to eat them from the inside out, their bodies slowly deflating. She'd pick the bandages up later. In the meantime, she had a loose end to deal with.

4 Class 8 BC Consumed

[Asim Bakari]

As he finished his meal he felt it, someone else in his hunting ground had eaten something or was eating something. He turned to see who or what it was. It was another hollow, this one using bandages to eat what appeared to be a horrific beast. If this was the type of meal it wanted then he would oblige to let her continue to eat it. He was pleased to see that there was someone else who shared his nature, the nature of being royalty. Given that only a royal was mummified, if she was turned into a mummy then she was a royal. For now he let her eat what she wanted, but the rest of those here would belong to him and he wasn't going to waste any time hunting them down.

However her prescience brought about something that he didn't want. Unwanted attention, someone saw her and cried out for help. This awoken all the sleeping sources of reiatsu, this was fine for him though. He had enough sand around him to do what he wanted, he stepped out from the shack and stood before the hollow. His back turned to her. His scarabs quickly surround all around her, yet they did not eat her. They didn't bite, they didn't try to make her a meal. No he was keeping them from doing so by his own command. Normally he didn't command them, but this was a special case. She was royalty, someone chosen by the gods, chosen by him.

The scarabs quickly made short work of all the ground around them turning it into sand, sand that he could use. “Asim will protect the royal queen chosen by Asim. Stay there while Asim deals with those that come.” His voice was harsh and scratchy however there wasn't a sinister tone in it towards her. No he had plans for her, plans for this queen, if she was worthy he would end up taking her as his goddess. If not she would end up making a fitting meal later on, either way her fate would now be intertwined with his. It would be interesting to find out how she would react to him and his offer, it's not like she had an option anyways. He was stronger than her and he was going to make her his.

It didn't take long for the renaming four sources of reiatsu to arrive. All of them shingami, all of them looking weak and each one beautiful. All of them worthy of becoming his meal. They all held out their blades waiting to charge at the two of them. They all decided to charge at the same time, all of them stepping on his sand at the same time. The moment they did that they sealed their doom. There was no longer a way to resist what was about to happen. Their breath would get heavy as they felt the wrath of the desert take it's toll on them. As long as Jyuira didn't move she would be fine, but the rest of these shingami would be affected.

His eyes glowed for a moment before the sand started to move. It coiled around their ankles before turning into chains. Chains that quickly pulled them from behind causing each one of them to fall to the ground. None of them were going to get away nor were they going to be able to move. They were to be his meal and he would eat them one by one. If there was one thing he was good at, it was trapping someone in his desert and once there it was next to impossible to escape. Asim's power over the desert was terrifying to all who saw it.

The moment they fell to the ground their arms would sink into the sand as it coiled around them pulling them down. Their mouths would be filled with sand and their eyes covered. They were nothing more than a sacrifice to him. They didn't need to see what was going to happen, they didn't need to know how they were going to be eaten by a god, but given how quickly they fell to his power they would know that they tried to fight something they shouldn't of. The first one was brought to him by his sand. It was a young male and now he would be a meal.

Asim lowered his jaw and bit off the man's head with one bite. Chewing it slowly before swallowing a large chunk whole. The man wouldn't last very long as Asim quickly ate him. Savoring each bite however. The beautiful ones always tasted the best, he once tried to eat someone that was ugly. Their flesh was foul and made him gag, he didn't even bother to try to finish off the ugly man. He allowed his scarabs to consume the man. The ugly ones were only meant to be fodder for his scarabs.

The next one was a young woman again the sand brought her to him. She had long bright blonde hair and an ample bosom. If he was still a human she would have been the type of girl that he chased after and won with his looks. The type that was easy to catch and no fun after you had your fun with. Now however she was to be a meal for him and his hunger. His jaw opened once more and he stuffed her half way into his mouth before he clenched down chomping her in half. Cutting her life short, beauty was fleeting and so was life. The other half he took in one bite as well. It was time for the third one.

The sand dragged him right to Asim, he stabbed the man in the heart with his claw. He laughed as he felt the flinching of the man, the beating heart slowly stopping. This was a rush feeling the life of a man end in his grip. Lifting the body up to his mouth he devoured the man without any sense of hesitation. This was too easy, all of these shinigami were nothing to him. They were worthless, just pieces of compared to him. He chuckled at the thought of attacking the base of the shingami, all of them becoming food for him and the queen behind him.

As he started to drag the last one towards him they were still squirming trying to get free. He sensed something, something was coming towards them. Not just one thing it seemed as if there were six more beings with spiritual power running rapidly towards them. He wasted no time in eating the last shingami that was being pinned down by his sand. He smiled, this meant that there would be more food to eat, the cows were heading right towards the slaughter and he was more than happy to make sure that they got to the slaughter house.

As the last bit of the man was swallowed the six new sources of reiatsu came out from the darkness. They surrounded him and Jyuria each one held out their blade and was ready to strike like the last team. He chuckled seeing that they had all stepped into his sand. Their fate was going to be the same as the other four. Again chains of sand formed around their feet as they charged towards the two. This time the sand opened up underneath them and swallowed them whole trapping the six around him only leaving their heads for a display.

“Foolish shingami, Asim is a god. You will all become sacrifices now to Asim and Asim's new queen.” Slowly he looked at each one of the shingami he had captured. One of them was rather different then the rest. It was a beast clan, one of those furry creatures he had eaten and seen the female hollow eat. This one was rather ugly for his own tastes, however he knew that the female would be more than happy to have it. He had seen the gusto she was eating the other one at. So his first meal wouldn't be the beast clan.

No his first meal would be an older male shingami. The sand moved the man forward. The man continued to scream something out, however it was in vain. He lowered his jaw to the top of the man's head and bit it clean off. Blood poured out from the man's neck staining the color of his pure white sand red. Some of the other shinigamis started to cry out in horror and begged for their life. He wouldn't grant them any sort of freedom or mercy. They were his meal and the meal of his queen it would be a crime to deny the both of them their meals.

He quickly finished with the older man and was ready for the next one. However he wasn't going to keep her waiting much longer. Moving the sand around the beast clan he brought it right to the feet of Jyuria. “Feast my Queen.” The beast clan's mouth was sealed with sand that would move away when she tried to eat him. The more she ate of the beast clan the more of it's body would surface from the sand. He was in a sense hand feeding her a beast clan to show that he was here to help her grow in power.

Two down and four let to eat, his next target was a young girl. She had long pink pigtails with bright violet eyes. He smiled she was rather cute. He he had to guess she was about sixteen, she was fresh, young and full of life. Life that he was about to end, but it was ok for she would be part of him. It was a blessing to become part of him. They would be part of his flesh, part of his power. All who were eaten would become part of something better, the rebirth of being a god.

This form that he was in wasn't suited for him to be called a god. He was a large monstrous beast. This was a test for him, a test to see if he was worthy of reclaiming his spot as a god. While it was an improvement over his last one it wasn't much better. Before he was a large minotaur, with black fur and yellow eyes. This form had golden armor to coat his body along with an emerald blades. His eyes were crimson now, but that wasn't important at all. He knew that he was being tested, but soon it would be over, soon he would be back to his glorious form.

The female was moved to him and he quickly bit off her head. What he wasn't expecting was that her long hair to be so soft. It was rather strange to be chewing on something so stringy and soft at the same time. No strange wasn't the right word it was annoying him. To have to constantly chew tasteless hair to continue to the rest of his meal. Eventually he found himself just swallowing her hair whole just to be able to continue with the rest of her. After her annoying hair was dealt with the rest of her body went with ease.

Half of them were now dead, and the other three looked as if they were going to give up. However one of the three had fire in his eyes. It seemed as if he wanted to fight. Asim chuckled at the thought that even after seeing his comrades eaten like cattle he still wanted to fight back. Asim wasn't without mercy. He brought the man close to him and looked at him. “Asim will eat you last, You will watch the others be Asim's food.” With that said he moved the shingami back to the edge of the sand. He smiled wanting to see the man break down as the last of his comrades were eaten before he would be.

With three left he moved them all together in front of him. There was the man with the blazing eyes full of life and ready to fight. There was an older woman in her late 40's who was aging with grace and lastly there was one more male. This one with glasses and looked afraid. He seemed to be around twenty years old. He squirmed and flinched the moment he saw Asim eye him. That's all it took for him to pick out his next meal. The man with the glasses was his next victim. Sure he was being greedy eating them all before his queen, but this was the way things were done. He was in charge here and all of these shingami were his food. If he was to share his meal with her it was out of his own mercy.

He moved the man with the glasses to him. He screamed the entire way to him. He couldn't help but laugh as he heard the screams of terror. For some reason he knew that those who screamed out tasted better. It was strange to think that fear made the soul taste better, but it did. He prolonged the dragging over wanting to hear more and more of the screams, eventually he would bite off the man's head killing him, but for now he wanted to hear the sounds terror fill the night.

With the boy with glasses before him he raised his claw and slashed the glasses off of the boy's face. Rending him unable to see, it wasn't to cause the shingami to be unable to see. No the glasses weren't up to his taste and he wouldn't eat them. The slash left a large scar across the man's face, but that didn't matter. He was still up to Asim's tastes. The scar wasn't large enough to take away from the man's beauty, but rather improved it somewhat. Either way the man wouldn't have to worry about that for too long. He would be dead soon.

With the glasses off of the man's face he cut the man's head clean off with his claws and bit down on the head. What he heard next was strange. He heard the shingami before with fire in his eyes cry out in anger. He had been so silent before and now he was crying out in rage. Had this man with glasses meant something to the man? It seemed like he did. The man cried out that he had just killed his brother, oh this was getting better and better. He was going to end a family, just like gods of the past.


Just then the man said something, he couldn't make it out but a blast of fire came from underground freeing the man for a moment. He was angry and held out a strange weapon. It wasn't a sword in the normal sense, no from what Asim could tell it didn't have an sharp blade, but it had flames coating it. He chuckled maybe this meal would offer him some sort of fight. The man was in the air and came right down the blade aflame and ready to try to kill the both of them. Asim wasn't worried in the least bit. “Do not move my Queen. Asim will end this.”

Asim didn't even flinch as the man tried to cut in half. However as the feet of the man landed on the ground he noticed that something was off about Asim. The solid flesh that he had was moving, squirming around as if it was alive. Upon a closer look he saw that the skin Asim had was made of his scarabs. Asim had used his scarab skin to protect him. He chuckled was this all that the man had? IT was rather sad to think that this was the burning fury the man had behind him. Was this it? He was disappointed at the man.

Asim moved his arms up and slashed them down cutting off the poor shingami's arms. The shinigami had a look of disbelief in his eyes as if he was trying to recover from finding out that his attack did nothing. It was worth nothing to Asim's power. Asim stood over the now arm less shingami. Upon closer inspection he saw that the man's body was burnt up, had it been because of him using the fire powers before? It didn't matter now, it was all over Asim devoured the man in one bite his blood wouldn't spill on his sand any more. It was over, as for the arms he allowed his scarabs to eat them for they had been waiting for this moment. 25

At long last there was only one left, the older female that been silent the entire time. She showed no emotion, but that was fine she was the last one to be eaten and he would do it with gusto. Moving her close to him he bit down and ripped her head clean off her body. No he didn't use his teeth to cut her head off, no he bit down on her neck and pulled back. Causing her pain in hopes to hear her scream out, but sadly there was nothing coming from her at all. She was boring he was happy that he ate her last, her attitude would of ruined the rest of the meal for him.

His sand was colored red from all the blood split around him. Still he was happy and his hunger was sated for a bit. He turned to the hollow he had kept safe and fed wondering what to do next. “Asim asks what is the name of his new queen.” Yes he spoke in the third person, but that was how he was. There was no need for the word I, Asim knew that his name easily replaced that for him given he was a god. There was never a need for someone to be confused about who he meant when he spoke. It was always clear.

9 Class seven shingamis.

[Jyuria "Elisa" Arroj]

She wasn't sure why he kept calling her that. But more importantly, she supposed she didn't care. Even with those scarabs moving around her, she was not particularly impressed by his calling her a Queen. What a meaningless word. Royalty of that calibur was.....disgusting. Monarchy was a disgusting thing. Her Emperor had EARNED his place. But kings? Queens? They did nothing. They were....mewling....disgusting things. That whined about gods and divine right. They spewed lies and threats to get power, and demanded that their children be given the same.

It was a fairy tale. The idea that one did not have to work to become powerful, that somehow someday their birthright would be shoved upon them. They need work for nothing. Want for nothing. They were guarenteed paradise. And it disgusted her down to her core. Eyes narrowed in his direction as she simply....vanished. She would not be hard to find, she simply used her Gate to move away from him. To the runes she had left behind at those dens. Her attention now squarely shifting upon the shinigami that seemed to be moving in.

Now among the den, and the bodies of the beast clan. She noticed that she had not quite killed a few of them, her head tilting as she stared upon their damaged bodies. They had not yet been entirely consumed. And that was almost adorable. Her bandages twitched, a sort of anticipation slithering through her body as she idly made her way to one of them, leaning down to inspect them as they seemed fairly weak. Fairly....broken down.

It was the work of a moment to sink her bandages down and into it's body, snuffing out the last of it's strength as she simply twisted it's spine, and then let her bandages begin tearing into them, ripping them open as her eyes began to scan her surroundings, watching as shinigami rushed out to deal with Yveltal, only a few of them moving in her direction. She supposed that was fine enough, her body slowly slinking back to melt into the shadows as she left her bandages behind to continue eating into the animal.

Consumed 1 Class 7 BC

[Kento Waffles]

Grading needed?

[Deleted]

Yes please

[Zeich Yajuu]

Couple of notes here for the future:

1) Free RP are not reward-giving threads, because there is a possibility that the character may not be passed, or may take a prolonged period to pass. While I will pass it this time, in the future we will not be grading Free RP with any sort of reward. So in the future, either be patient, or RP with the understanding that you will not be awarded.

2) Asim needs to list what he consumes at the end of each post, much like Jyuria is. It makes it much easier than us trying to interpret how much you've eaten, especially when Class comes into play to determine difference in rewards. Because of this I normally cannot grant rewards in these scenarios. I will give you the opportunity to go back and edit it in, but please keep in mind both stipulations I've mentioned here.

Now that that's been said, please make the appropriate adjustments, and I will grade this.

[Asim Bakari]

Sorry about that this was suppose to be moved over into the wilderness after Jyuria got accepted, but we never got around to it. Changes made listing all of the consumed.

[Kenryoku Kawada]

We have two conflicting training systems here: Hollow consumption and Training Thread Gain.

In this case, I'm going to use Training Thread Gain, but if any mod wants to object, they can overrule me. If no one objects, then this is the TP they get. This is NOT precedent, this is me not knowing shit.

+330 TP

[Zeich Yajuu]

It's not conflicting. The way it works is that the two are added up. You do normal training, and then you add on Hollow Consumption TP. The More You Know (TM) and all that.

I counted 60 Paragraphs so:
Asim: 300 TP (Paragraphs) + 1100 (Consumption) = 1400 TP
Jyuria: 300 TP (Paragraphs) + 500 (Consumption) = 800 TP