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Today was going to be an historic day for all the citizens of Demon World. By sending out a mass telepathic message through means of her Grand Mastery in the dark arts of Demon Magic, The Demon Queen was able to send out a calling to all Arrancar, Hollow and Demon's that were willing to hear her call to meet herself and The Queen of Hollow's, Asheli Clixx, in a merger amongst the two species and their collective organizations: The Nuevo Espada & Sin Fall. With the union of these two groups, both races would seek to gain even more immense power then they had previously when they were separated, increase their numbers to the point where they would become an incomparable organization of pure strength; even by Gotei 13 Standards as they each of the Queen's holds hundreds of millions under their fierce control and with their collective traits, they would seek to create new hybrid races, share resources to become even more deadlier to deal with then before and finally seek out to crush all opposition that wishes to see their demise.
And therefore, for this momentous occasion, there was a colossal gathering of Arrancar's, Hollow's and Demon's waiting in the Demon King's City to pay tribute to their loyal Queen's. For as far as the eye could view, there was a massive sea of all types of satanic, blood thirsty and monstrous looking creatures all gearing up for this day. It was amazing to see how swiftly these set of races combined forces on the word of their leaders. You see, Demon's and Hollow's really weren't that far apart from each other after all. They may be crafted through different methods, but at the end of the day, their true nature's are very similar. Thus, amongst the crowd, there was a sense of brotherhood felt as not many numbers of these chaotic beast were seen ripping each other's throats out. With a crowd this large, there were bound to be some expectations, but the security force of The Demon King's City swiftly put an end to any of that occurring on in this rally.
In any case, the moment that everyone was waiting for was soon to arrive as the trembling of a large energy source could be felt in the area. Almost all of the minions that were detected in this assembly already knew what this power was; as it was an unmistakable source of energy. Thus, the crowd began to get louder and louder as all of in it's attendance would quickly turn their attention towards a large stage. It was roughly the size of five city blocks and it was styled in a classical Gothic fashion as there were many skulls above the stage, corpses of sacrifices for the meeting, blood splattered over the walls, chains on the floor, walls and ceiling; while higher upwards towards the stage there seemed to be three chairs; the center one having a red crown meant for a queen, the left throne chair having a black crown befitting a queen and the right thrown having a red crown meant for a king; while there was a shadow throne behind all three of them that seemed to give off a rather eerie vibe. Almost as if the demon's were expecting someone else to join other then Abaddon.
Alas, there was no more time for question as there appeared to be a massive white, green and black sphere of light booming across the center stage as the spiritual energy of two near Goddess like being could be detected all throughout Demon World. Upon their arrival, it turned the sky from it's regular sky blue and transformed it into a mixture of black clouds that blackened everything within The Demon King's City in addition to Devil Peak Moutain, while bolts of red lightning were seen constantly striking down as Hades itself seemed to be seeking in the wake of these two massive powers. The wind howling, the skies blackening, the earth shaking, waves of electricity shattering against the ground and the sensation of chaos felt all throughout the vicinity; the waves of masses were seem screaming at maximum volume for each of their queens to finally show their faces to their new kingdom.
And so, the first one to step out of the odd sphere of light would be none other then The Demon Queen: Mana. She would be seen with long wavy dark green hair and straight bangs that extended downwards past her shoulders. Each of her eyes could be seen glowing a rather flared up neon green; with an additional green glow seen being generated around her body due to her enthusiasm for what was going to occur today. Even the long pair of horns on her heads seemed to shine even more then usually; each of them resembling the vertebrae of the human body with each tip made out of three tips joined at the end. Additionally, Mana also has a pair of wings which were seen sitting quite lowly on her back, looking like a pair of bat wings. Her outfit is similar to a Gothic Lolita costume as she happened to be wearing a black dress and a black bolero; her dress extending well down towards her thighs and is emphasized with a white ribbon attached to her waist. She was also noted as wearing a long pair of leggings and a pair of black pumps which meshed well with the pair of black gauntlets on each of her hands.
Upon her appearance all of the Demon's inside of the crowd were seen whistling, shouting, rising their individuals spiritual pressures and throwing mountains of dead bodies down towards her feet in addition to sacrifices. It honestly brought a smile to the Demon Queen's face that all of these beast of the night would come to greet her and Asheli's union amongst them. Smirking a bit, Mana would proceed to do a curtsey towards the immense crowd of Arrancar's, Hollow's and Demon's alike. "Darlings, darlings, darlings~!" Said Mana; expressing her obvious joyful attitude at the black dawn they were readily approaching; "I am so glad that all of you lovely sugah sweeties were able to make it out to our little gathering!" Clapping her hands, Mana gave a round of applause for all who were able to attend this function; getting an instant amount of positive feedback as profuse amount of the Demon's in the array of masses were seen yelling chants of praise at her.
Pointing backwards towards the sphere of light, Mana grinned a bit and said; "Back behind me is the Queen of Hollow's and soon to be The Center Throne of our new front!" Beaming with sheer glee, Mana couldn't contain herself to one section and was seen using her bat like wings to fly above the sphere as she was seen taking a better view at everyone around her before deciding to take flight to the center of the stage. "And, upon her and I's official approval with the gathering of our selective faction members, we will no longer be known as Sin Fall or the Nuevo Espada." Moving backwards a bit and summoning her trusty scythe; Mana pointed her weapon upwards towards the sky. "Instead, our lovely combination of blood stealers will be known as Shadow Fall: Our Unholy Lil' Union!" With that stated, Mana stood back and watched the entire crowd go into a frenzy as many Arrancar's, Hollow's and Demon's alike seemed to be excited for this general idea.
However, even Mana knew that it did not matter much what the masses thought of her plan, but rather the upper workings of both their organizations in addition her Sin Fall King; Abaddon, her demon god; Touketsu, her loving sister; Asheli Clixx and everyone else who is connected to them. So, with a happy sigh, Mana would toss a ball of faith into the darkness hoping that everything works towards their favor. With the flapping her wings echoing across the field, Mana was then seen taking flight backwards towards her left throne as she snapped her fingers; having the crown seen above the chair appear around her head and placing her scythe neatly in her lap as she awaited to see everyone who would come to the ceremony that was about to commence, gauge Asheli's own reaction and prepare for something that was truly going to be remarkable should this merger be a success.
Really, this is something that should have been done a long time ago in Mana's mind, but now happens to be the right time with each of the forces feeling opposition from the Soul Society, Earth and everyone in between. Not to mention the looming shadow that was The Kokuryuteshi & The Monsuta. With this fusion of creatures, it was assured that no matter what happens in the foreseeable near future, both Hollow's and Demon's alike would have a chance at seeing the blood skies of a new satanic dawn. So, with these thoughts in mind, Mana could finally be at ease and would await to see what happens next in this unpredictable gathering of the forces of destruction.
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Subject Post 2Subject: Re: [MAIN STORYLINE PRE-EVENT] The Black Merge Amongst Queen's Sat Apr 14, 2012 10:33 am
It was time. Time to show absolutely everybody exactly what the Queen of blood, The queen of everything red, could possibly do. Maybe not enough people realised at this point that one of the most frightening girls ever born had been sitting on the back lines watching the world kill itself. She just chuckled and laughed every time the Gotei or whoever is on the fight for justice nowadays did something. She really gave little to no concern for people that didn't follow her. Even if you joined an allied army and once was a very valuable Espada, she would kill you for betraying her. Selfish? Maybe. But you cannot hold such a powerful force without having some death and desecration to keep it glued together in red. Maybe that's also why the Espada are dying out. Oh well, she would now have new toys to play with in this merger. Maybe demon blood tastes different. She couldn't really tell since she was so used to Mana's blood to remember the first time she tasted it. What a messy day that ended up being.
Mana wanted to hold some kind of special meeting in the demon world. Honestly, Ashlei wasn't much for this idea but if Mana wanted it then Ashlei would try her best to make her happy. She was the only one left that she could really feel happy to be with. Nobody else ever stayed. They all abandoned her, tearing the girls heart in two. Not Mana. She had always been there.
Ashlei walked through the light at her own pace. Mana decided to go on ahead to get everything ready for her arrival. She was her guest, so it was polite of her to set the scene. Her thigh length high heel's made no sound as she walked through this dimension ready to emerge out the other end but all the while she walked, she thought about things. Would any good come from this? Was joining Mana their only option? She didn't feel nervous at all knowing fully well she would be walking out onto two whole armies of men and women ready to see her beautiful face. No. She wasn't worried at all. In fact, a very simple detour took care of this. As Ashlei was walking through this vortex, she opened a gargantua of her own and slipped into the darkness, back home to hueco mundo. As soon as she did, she was met by a blonde android. Ashlei folded her arm around her chest and put one finger in her mouth.
"Lucy. Set co-ordinates for the Demon world and open a separate Gargantua to move my ship. I presume you know what I mean."
The girl bowed and held her arms out.
"Indeed My Lady"
Releasing a powerful signal, the so called 'Lucy' started preparations. Holograms started to appear all around her as different readings and mechanical sounds told her things. She then looked over to her master.
"What is happening My Lady?"
Ashlei had never stopped walking. She was still wandering across to the other side of the room as though she had never left that vortex Mana had made. It wouldn't be strange if the vortex on Mana's end closed around about now. Ashlei didn't look at Lucy. She just walked.
"Of course, you’re mechanical... Mana and I are announcing something. I suggest you look through my eyes for a little while with your abilities. Open that Gargantua now."
Lucy nodded again and then swung her arms at the wall Ashlei was walking towards. Soon after, the wall morphed; shifted and broke apart into the form of a Gargantua Ashlei could fit through. Ashlei stopped in front of it and took a deep breath. She held took he arm away from her mouth and reached for something in her dress. There were no pockets in the dress so heaven knows where she puts things. Pulling knife out of her inner thigh and wincing slightly, Ashlei began to make deep incisions into her bare shoulders and visible legs. She even cut parts of her face before stabbing the knife back into her thigh out of view.
“Alright… here I go.”
Ashlei stepped in to her Gargantua as a wave of red enveloped her body from the blood around her arms. As she moved through the passage between worlds to the demon world, she moved more and more of her own blood with a constant stream leaking into her lips to stop herself from fainting. She was prepared now even if she didn’t feel like it. Taking steps through the darkness, she readied her mind for this. In pretty much five minutes she had planned everything. It was time.
The end of the tunnel moved into view as she walked through it with an ever increasing pace of reitsu. The blood in the air spun around her body moulding into odd shapes of many sizes before swirling back around her again. Once at the end of the line, Ashlei leapt through the gargantuan into the demon world.
Just before this however, the demon world had received a grand audience by Mana herself. She had really riled up the crowd and was really excited to reveal her plans to the world. The crowd of demons and Arrancar alike were finally banded as one, in each others arms and thrusting fists into the air with cheers. This plan was going perfectly. Mana knew exactly what she was doing. Ashlei had managed to time it perfectly to emerge as Mana took her seat and put on her crown. The thrones were high up above the ground so nobody could get too close to them. Everyone waited, and then it happened.
Mana’s portal was no longer the centre of attention. A jet black tear in the sky burst open spewing a massive amount of red liquid across the sky. The tear got larger and wider as more and more red poured from the portal into the sky covering everything in view. The sky was now a blanket of crimson, and the woman responsible stepped through the gargantuan.
A leg stepped through from the darkness followed by a dress, arms, hair, the other leg and a red mess of a body. The portal did not shrink however but instead, grew larger until it covered a massive amount of the area behind the thrones. Ashlei stepped forwards and then held out her arms to the sides, blood dripping from her limbs and mouth with only a smile visible on her red face. Those arms were trembling and shortly after this, she began her display. Clapping her hands together, a very loud explosion of sound echoed about the world and the red sky started to swirl like a stormy vortex. The spiral began to centre itself at where the gargantuan was as if it was all pouring through.
Then, Ashlei’s biggest toy came into view. The sounds of metal on metal, gears whirring, roars from a metallic voice of a machine all blasted from the gargantuan. Mere seconds later, a silvery gray monster burst forth from the gargantuan, tearing it open even wider upon exit and crashing violently into the dirt behind the thrones. Holding it’s huge arms wide, the 550 foot tall monster roared at the crowd, a rallying cry to all Hollow kind and sending shivers down the spines of even demon kind. The red woman took her time to stroll onto the shoulder of this creature and stood firmly on its metal plates. Clicking her fingers, the gargantuan came to a crashing close and the red sky began to pour back down to the ground in rain form, every drop falling onto the crowd. Large amount of it were being siphoned to the girl however, right into her mouth to recover that massive blood loss. This alone tired her, but wasn’t anything she hadn’t done before. After calming down, the monster she had named CHAOS took her in it’s hand and gently lowered her onto the thrones. Fluttering her little black wings on her back and sprouting from the red hair, she lowered her body onto the middle throne and crossed one leg over the other.
it seemed like she wasn't going to say anything as she rested her cheek on her fist. that is when she started to say a few things but silently to herself. it wasn't legible and Mana herself would probably think she was talking gibberish from this ancient tongue. The red sky continued to fall and soak pretty much everyone in blood. CHAOS stood back guarding the skies and looking threatening as he was ordered. Then, a few holographic screens appeared in front of Ashlei displaying locations around the demon world, the crowd and hueco Mundo. In the centre was Lucy's face talking to her but in silence. Ashlei could hear it though. the holograms vanished and she finished taking her sweet time settling into her seat. She then solemny spoke:
"I apologize for my rudeness, this meeting has not fallen onto me at a foul time, but has brought several thoughts to my mind."
Ashlei's voice was soft yet echoing across the crowd. the raving men and women seemed to have calmed down at her voice. She didn't sound like she wanted to shout over somebody. maybe this wasn't what Mana wanted, but you cannot blame the girl for being as constantly nauseous and tired as she is. The crowd was probably frightened at the sight of CHAOS and the raining blood for a red blood witch with sharp fangs. Either that or they thought this was all a joke. She did however stand up from her throne as the crowd was placed gracefully on her head. Swinging an arm to the side and swooping a red blanket of blood across the sky, she raised her voice for one more line.
"I am Ashlei Clixx, the red Queen of hollows, Woman of purest blood and ruler of all hollow kind. those that dare not bow to me offer up their heads towards my bloody collection. Follow us to the ends of eternity and i promise you all victory over the scum that is the Shinigami or Iramasha. Whatever meaningless lives that put up arms against us will die! It shall rain blood forever!
After saying that, Ashlei turned herself around and then span down to sit in her throne, the Crown firmly upon her head as though it was too frightened to fall off and make her made. She then took up her previous pose, fist against her cheek and blindly speaking in the tongues from before, keeping all that blood down in her gut rather than all over the floor.
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Subject Post 3Subject: Re: [MAIN STORYLINE PRE-EVENT] The Black Merge Amongst Queen's Sat Apr 28, 2012 6:14 pm
Katana had gotten the message. Indeed, she had been one of the first to. Being a member of the Banshee Force, she was trusted with things that normally wouldn’t occur for her. Of course, she was glad to help out Mana in her mission; she was just worried that the poor girl was going to tucker herself out with all the stuff that she was trying to do. After all, running a combination of two major organizations, dealing with that strange… demon… Touketsu within her, and the various other odds and ends that the Queen of Demon’s had to worry about worried the woman who was once merely a blade.
However, she trusted in Mana. If there’s one thing that’s true, she’s one heck of a strong little lass. Katana had appeared at the ceremony, alright; acting as Mana’s bodyguard, to be correct. She wasn’t sure where the other Banshee’s were; and she assumed that they must have been away on business. So she had gone out with Queen Mana, walking below the sphere. None of the denizens of Demon world and hollow kind had attempted to stand in her way; her very gaze drew fear into them, her wide, unblinking yellow eyes looking as if she was going to rip them limb from limb. Katana had no such intentions; of course, but she could understand the demon’s intentions. For a sword, she sure understood a lot.
She herself was dressed in her normal suit of armor; her bracers, kneecaps, shoulder pads, ankle-braces, everything was in place on her uniform that sealed her strength. Except for, of course, the space right around her neck, where the cloth rose up and around her neck, before going back down in the back. Overall, her imposing figure and her metal boots going CLANK, CLANK on the tough stone of the plaza made it quite clear what her intent was as she walked along.
She walked up the staircase to the thrones as she watched Mana get out of her orb, and turn to face the other demons. You gotta admire her, that lass. Always so positive, even when bringing together two massive organizations right out of the depths of hell. Her stoic expression did not change in the slightest as she rose the stair case, reaching the top of it as she stood guard on one side of Mana’s throne, watching as she continued to address the crowd.
She watched with clear eyes as Mana rose up in flight, with only one wing. Mana… you need to be more careful… She thought, sighing within her own mind but keeping her position on the outside, watching as her Queen began to fly towards her throne. Katana glanced at the seat, feeling some demonic power as the crown resting there vanished. Katana’s large eyes snapped right back at her Queen’s face, seeing it there now. Blood stealers, eh…? She reflected, remaining totally silent, merely there in her capacity as a guard. After all, this was Mana’s big moment; and she hoped for the girl that all went well.
Suddenly, Katana felt it. A disturbance. A MASSIVE one. Her instincts were going crazy as she spun around, grabbing the blades that she held at either side of her body and gripping them tightly, ripping the two flaming-black blades from their sheathes. She held the two tremendous, 6 foot long swords before her, one large and bulky, a broadsword. The other was a katana… similar in shape, at least. It’s curve was immense compared to a normal katana; it looked more accomplished towards reaping someone’s head off than participating in swordsmanship. However, they were Katana’s blades, and she could only watch as a girl appeared in the sky.
For just a moment, Katana was thrown off. However, her composure was quickly regained, despite the clouds now beginning to center themselves above where the girl had walked out. An extremely loud noise shook the entire plaza, but Katana stood her ground, waiting to see what exactly was coming. She watched as the garganta grew to TREMENDOUS levels, getting larger and larger.
Her mouth remained firmly closed on her face, although she was ready to go at any time as she saw it suddenly coming out of the garganta. The thing was huge; gigantic. It reminded Katana of those monsters that she had summoned during her battle with Nagato; but this was much, much larger. Katana’s eyes darted, seeing the girl walk onto the beast’s shoulder. Only now did Katana begin to wonder why the girl was bleeding. However, she soon saw as blood began falling from the sky, hitting the demons in the crowd all over the place. However, Katana’s eyes remained fixed on Ashlei as she watched the little girl suck a good bit of the blood back into her mouth.
Katana watched as the beast began to approach them. Or rather, the hand of the beast with the girl in its arm. They’d gotten her, as well as the other demon’s, attention alright. Katana watched with unease as the gigantic beast set the little girl down near her throne, and she flew around above it. Finally, the little girl spoke to them, although Katana wasn’t paying attention to her words. She was paying attention to the little girl’s tone; her body language. She definitely was commanding respect; Katana knew this, and also knew she would have shut up as well if that voice was talking at her.
She didn’t look very comfortable in her position up there, but there wasn’t a whole lot that Katana could really SAY about that. In fact, there was only one thing that she did do as little girl sat down. And that was… bringing back in both of her swords, placing them once again within their sheathes. She kept her hands rested on the hilts of her blades, turning back around. From the time that she had arrived, she had not blinked once. And she had determined one thing from all the things that she had viewed.
Believe nothing, no matter where you read it or who has said it, not even if I have said it, unless it agrees with your own reason and your own common sense. - Buddha
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Subject Post 4Subject: Re: [MAIN STORYLINE PRE-EVENT] The Black Merge Amongst Queen's Tue May 15, 2012 6:13 pm
Diablo Cortar~The Cutting Devil~0-5+
People; so many people. Well, to be fair, to call this pulsating mass of demons and arrancar "people" was quite a stretch of the imagination; "monsters" probably being a better term. Either way, the number of other beings amassed here was far more than one individual cared for. In fact, this entire ordeal was in bad taste to say the least for one arrancar standing away from the crowds. Actually, "away from the crowds" implied that this arrancar was standing far removed from this event, but in reality, he was standing almost directly adjacent to the three thrones, standing at an angle to see both the thrones and the crowd. Standing at 6'1", pale skin framed by crimson hair and eyes, and the unmistakable bone-like remains of a mask and twin horns, this "arrancar" was well known throughout at least Hueco Mundo as Diablo Cortar; the Cutting Devil. Of course, as the Segunda Espada, or rather former Segunda Espada, there was quite a good reason for his face to be known. Needless to say, the reputation of this man alone was enough to keep most if not all of the arrancar in the crowd from even thinking about trying anything. Actually, the secondary reason for his presence so close to the three thrones was Ashlei's protection. Granted, she may not have really needed any protection, but being probably just as skilled in the usage of blood as Ashlei, were she to need any, he was there. Well, that, and he was unable to feel any pain whatsoever. In the end, aside from getting away from the crowd, where Diablo stood currently symbolized his service to Ashlei as probably one of her most trusted pawns.
Having arrived only a few moments before Ashlei, Diablo was witness to the displays of grandeur each girl had used to enter. Having used only a small Garganta himself, Diablo did not see the point in such displays. Then again, lacking essentially all emotions, Diablo didn't really see the point in many things. That being said, there was one thing that did slightly... "irk" Diablo; how haphazardly blood was simply spewn about. As many regretted knowing, Diablo was actually quite the "artist", his medium blood and whatever surface he could find. While it may seem unlikely for an arrancar, Diablo was actually quite good at his art; each image a twisted blend of macabre beauty. Seeing how the place was just coated with blood, Diablo would have sighed at the fact that these new "allies" were just as senseless as the rest of the hollows that followed Ashlei; he would have, but he never displayed any emotions. Either way, Diablo simply stood there, paying no real mind to either the grand entrances or the roaring crowd.
One thing that did catch Diablo's eye, however, happened during Ashlei's entrance. "...Señorita Mischevang" he spoke to himself as she arrived, his tone devoid of any emotions and so quiet only he would have heard. What caught his eye, however, appeared right behind Ashlei. Although he did not see much of it, Diablo at least knew about the colossus that Ashlei kept as a sort of "pet". Honestly, Diablo didn't much care for it (though the only one to know was Diablo's own mind). Still, it wasn't this large beast that caught his eye, but the reaction of one only a few yards away from himself. While Diablo had known about the other being standing to the left of the three thrones with him, he hadn't paid her any attention as she did not seem hostile. However, as she drew two swords from her side, Diablo's focus immediately shifted to her. Judging by her location so close to the thrones, and the fact that not many knew of the large Chaos, it was most likely not an actual threat. Actually, that female... demon Diablo guessed, was actually lucky; had her blades been drawn at Ashlei's entrance, a certain serrated blade would have passed through her neck in the blink of an eye. But, since Diablo himself didn't care much for the giant mechanical being, and since Ashlei was not the target, he took no actions. Of course, even though his gaze had shifted to the female near him momentarily, Diablo probably showed the least reaction out of any who were in attendance. As the female sheathed her swords, Diablo took a moment to warn her, something quite rare for him. "...no ser demasiado... apresurado" he spoke; his tone just as emotionless as before, but this time with enough volume for her to hear.
~Diablo's Fun Translation Time!~
"...no ser demasiado... apresurado" = "...do not be too... hasty"
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Subject Post 5Subject: Re: [MAIN STORYLINE PRE-EVENT] The Black Merge Amongst Queen's Wed May 16, 2012 5:58 am
Today was a momentuous day. A day beyond all in history. Cupcake adjusted her pink pigtails, her face moving into that look of .. well that lack of. The girl looked at the mirror, her ears flickering at the top of her head, the tail curling up behind her. There was a flicker of amusement in her eyes, those pink eyes : the normal self would be put away. Cupcake would not exist right now : Angelique, the Banshee, would now serve Queen Mana. The girl's fingers slid over her cheeks, snapping the collar in place. The ears flicked as she put the headdress, and the cuffs snapped cutely. Adjusting her top, the girl hooked the chain onto the collar, and looked into the mirror, letting out a mewl. Pink eyes turned yellow, and that lack of life expression felt at home. The message had been clear. The girl was a Banshee : she would be there, without question, as her clawed fingers curled. A manic grin slipped on her face, as she gripped the edges of the table, a light wave washing over her. No. She would be there, for sure.
But at this rate she would be late.
With an hurried step, she turned, and moved out, her body slick and quick amongst the crowd : those that caught a glimpse of the banshee were surprised by the so human looking demon, the second she was visible. Her body was twisting through the crowd, as they went crazy. Knowing she was getting nowhere, the Banshee just focused on Katana's energies : she could feel her. And with a pop, the pink haired girl dropped, cat tail, ears and maid outfit. Yet, her emotionless face was odd with it, as the girl held the chain to her neck. She had arrived just before the end of Mana-chan's speech, that was good. The Banshee didn't smile, but inside she was grinning. Oh yes, this was fun! The figure tilted her head towards the portal. Without a second thought, the girl walked up beside the Left Throne. Handing the chain over the arm of it, and sitting with a single, lass movement, she seemed content. She was like a pet, as her ears twitched, and the cat tail moved like a life of it's own. And then up stared those yellow eyes.
Energy : and blood seemed to form out of the portal, as those attentive yellow eyes kept attention : but her reaction was muted. This form.. would not allow a big a reaction. The inner cupcake was screaming and flipping over in manic glee : well the straight haired one. The curly haired one was clapping, but awed at the same time. The kitten maid just stared, those eyes blank and unable to be read. The cat ears twitched, as blood fell over the crowd : a few on her as well, as the kitten just gently lifted her hand and dabbed at the blood. But Cupcake knew better then to drink the damn thing. She just made a strange looking symbol on the ground : actually, it was a drumstick, of a chicken. The girl seemed to drool at the though, as that lost look snapped out, as she shuffled in her clothes, taking out a box of pocky sticks. Popping one out, she began chewing on it, peacefully sitting relatively under the thrones, with blood splattered on her, and her cat ears flicking. Her tail was thumping too.
The girl's head rose, the girl know to other Banshee's as Angelique, as she noticed Katana. With a precise and well adjusted aim, the pocky stick flew across to the girl, right into her hand. Of course, this was a habit of Angelique : anyone she considered she liked, she would randomly give them food. The yellow eyes focused and fell back on the girl : the queen of the hollows as it where. Surprisingly small and fragile looking : but then again, looking at Mana and then at Cupcake herself, it wasn't much of a stretch to think that children ruled the world. That head tilted curiously up at Mana : Mana the only one that perhaps knew more about Cupcake then anyone else. Barring Touketsu-sama of course.
The girl was almost unflappable it seemed, but yet, she still held a sort of gentle cuteness that was so odd for a demon. But that underlying sense that she let herself, fearlessly, be so close to Mana-chan and her mercy.. well that took guts for one. In fact, Cupcake was almost sure that Mana would refuse her cute little play : but then again, Angelique always, always dressed up like this. If it wasn't a maid, it was a magical girl : whatever it was, it was always cute and off putting. And more often then not, pet like. After all, Angelique was just a tool : so why not look cute to be a pet? It was an easy thought line. Those yellow eyes stared at the crowd and then towards the center throne.
Very easy to follow and very easy to underestimate too.
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Subject Post 6Subject: Re: [MAIN STORYLINE PRE-EVENT] The Black Merge Amongst Queen's Wed May 16, 2012 6:25 am
A shadow, always behind him. Each step he took, she was right there : the second he needed something, it was there. She was so consentious that it hurt. The blonde haired girl kept a steady apperance : which was odd considering her true nature, but she quietened it, knowing that if she changed, he would not reconize her as quickly. Her devotion was pure and utterly : however, unrequitted, but that was the fact of the matter. It didn't bother her : she was happy to serve, as her steps followed the tall, red haired arrancar. And it wasn't Ashlei, that her devotion was to : no it was Diablo Cortar, the man that was right here. As he stood apart from the crowd, but able to see them and the throne, she was behind him, by his side.
The roaring crowds, the power of display between the two queens : she phased them out, her attention focused solely on the male. Her eyes were like lenses, observing : her gaze darted around, accessing threats, and what is the best position for her. But the sound of a blade or two being drawn caught her attention : her gaze moved to Diablo-sama, whom seemed to have caught the same thing. Shfiting her gaze to the noise, she noted a blonde-ish haired girl, reacting to Chaos : well, yes and no. Valdis knew enough that Chaos wasn't the one she was reacting to : for he may be big, but the spiritual powerhouse was not him. Unsure if the girl even spoke the language, Valdis tilted her head, and repeated the words that Diablo had said, but in plain english. Word per word, she translated, as she grew quiet again.
Her gaze was watching everything, but a single moment later, the Fraccion just lightly touched his wrist. ''¿Qué piensa usted de esto?'' she said softly, her voice gentle, but only he would hear. It was such in her nature. She mused a few more moments, before venturing futher. ''Seguro que tienes alguna percepción sobre esto? Espero que perdonen mi atrevimiento al respecto. No me refiero a ser el amo grosero.'' she spoke again. And after that, she was quiet, fearful, but not really : unwilling to annoy him with her pestering any more then that. After all, she was simply his servant : she was nothing else and nothing more.
 What do you think of this?  Surely you have some perception on this? I hope you forgive my forwardness on this. I do not mean to be rude, master.
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Subject Post 7Subject: Re: [MAIN STORYLINE PRE-EVENT] The Black Merge Amongst Queen's Wed May 23, 2012 11:34 pm
Enter The Hobgoblin's post
A man well err demon with an orange pointy hat and orange clothes with some mil armor was walking through the crowed pick pocketing those he “accidentally” bumped into, the demon had a very big grin on his face he was just one pick away from being able to beat his own “score” of not getting caught, the highest he’s ever reached was in New York City where he picked around four hundred nineteen pockets in one day before being caught.
The Demon started to scan the area to see if anyone was watching him to his surprise no one was even paying attention and no one had figured out that they have been robbed, this brought more joy to him and his grin grew quite bigger, as he was about to pick pocket number four hundred twenty he was very concentrated in not making any sudden moves and trying not to give away his plans for this victim’s pocket, as soon as he was going in for the “kill”
A very loud noise that sounded like an explosion startled him and made him hit his target who was a brutish sized demon. This brutish demon turned right around and saw an orange pointy hat then saw the owner of the hat hunched over with his hand out frozen in the same position for a minute, the pointy hat demon then snapped out of it and straightened himself out and looked at the brute that faced him.
“Ah good thing you turned around, you see my gauntlet was stuck on your errr pants and well now my arm is free and thanks to you, the Hobgoblin is in your debt... here have some money as reward for helping me.”
The brute not really understanding what just happened accepted the money and walked away from Hobgoblin, the Hobgoblin’s big grin had then faded away as he walked closer to where the thrones were he saw a silver like monster and heard what seemed to be a rally cry, he was amazed by the size of the monster and what amazed him most was that not even a shiver when down his spine when it did its rally cry, instead o just freezing like most demons he started to look around until he saw the Arrancar Queen Ashlei and his Queen Mana he then kept looking until he finally noticed Katana there by the Queen’s side and finally noticing that most of the demons were still frozen from the rally cry
“tsk a bunch of cowards that’s what you all are.”
He murmured to himself referring to the frozen demons, he started to move again and got as far as he could to the edge of the crowed and looked off in the distance to see an Arrancar with red hair and horns.
“I guess that’s the one and only Diablo Cortar that I’ve heard so much about…and who’s that woman with him... Bah it doesn’t matter I will find out sooner or later.”
He thought as he then turned back toward the two Queens and awaited for Mana to say something to them or to Ashlei.
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Subject Post 8Subject: Re: [MAIN STORYLINE PRE-EVENT] The Black Merge Amongst Queen's Tue Jun 05, 2012 5:20 am
[City of the Fallen - As Wings Blot Out the Sun]
With such a momentous day underway and two of the three proxy rulers of Demon World’s new power structure, you would expect the third to not be far away, no? Well, you’d be wrong in this case. While Mana’s signal drew the demons towards the central city, several ignored the summons, but they aren’t important; the one we’re here to see is the missing leader. The demon who had been named King in Touketsu’s presence; Abaddon was far from the realm of Demon World. A different plane of existence; the between worlds to be exact.
At one time, Soul Society had been solely in charge of monitoring and policing these worlds. Times were different now; K-world, Hueco Mundo, and Demon World had all taken some measure of control over sectors of the between worlds, and made use of them. This world, just like any other, was contested territory that every party wanted a piece of. Thus was the way of war.
War was the reason one of the strongest demons in existence was here, and not in demon world celebrating the merger of Sin Fall and the Nuevo Espada. The massive Demon Lord stood stock still, a low muttering coming from his being and disturbing the silence of the barren stretch of world, his hands held out before him making some kind of symbol. All was not as calm as it seemed though; around the dragon-demon an immense radiation of power was taking place, enough to crush lesser beings and make stronger ones think twice about confronting him. This was no display though; this power was being shaped and controlled with precision. Abaddon’s eyes were unfocused, as though he was looking far away from the bleak place he now stood. In a matter of speaking that was exactly what he was doing.
He shattered the physical stillness with a motion of a clawed hand raking upwards. At the motion, even greater power rushed forward and a sound rose. It was a tearing sound, as though someone was ripping apart a sheet of tin; in the still silence of the between world it roared like thunder. Before Abaddon the air broke; the dimensional wall that defined the space was cut, and it broke to pieces before him as the dimension he created was opened.
This dimension was small as dimensions went. It was a flat plane of rough black ground, not dirt or stone but something between the two. It was a sub-dimension really, the borders set in a strange dome of smooth stone the color of jet. Yet in this black dimension there was ambient light that came from nowhere. The dome rose miles high; miles of empty space. This dimension was dead. Not only in the sense that there were no living beings in this place, but in its feel. There was no movement of air as there was none. And there was no spiritual energy of any kind. It simply did not exist here, as was one of the parameters Abaddon had set upon this plane’s creation.
The entrance was a gaping wound in the dimension, and it was somehow jagged like broken glass. Abaddon stepped in, looked back at the tear, and held up a hand. More power radiated off of him, like heat from a volcano or a star. He reached out with his power and his will, and he forced the wound closed. The sound of it was like rain, if said rain was made of small droplets of glass hitting stone. Within a few moments, the between worlds had vanished and Abaddon was left in the middle of this new, dead world. His crimson eyes looked around the plane for a few moments before he turned and opened a new portal.
This one led to demon world; specifically to a group of waiting demons. Upon the opening of this portal, they rushed in, carrying strange equipment and magical instruments. ”Begin the preparations. If the cur from the Eighth Circle arrives with the information do not admit him here, give him nothing, and take what information he offers. And inform me of his arrival.”His voice was harsh and commanding. The demons nodded silently and began their work.
The first phase complete, Abaddon walked out of the dead dimension and into Demon World; the difference was immediate. It was like static on the skin, like fine mist; that was the difference in feel from the world where no spiritual energy existed and a realm populated by beings capable of wielding power. He stood a moment, feeling out those powers that now flowed around him. Then he put forth another effort of will, and solidified the portal from Demon World to the dead dimension. Then he sealed it.
There was a massive influx of power; Abaddon turned his gaze towards Demon King’s City. A massive being was, almost literally, tearing its way into Demon World. It was going through a Garganta, however, so he could safely assume that Ashlei Clixx, the former Cero Espada and now Hollow Queen had made her entrance on the little event that Mana had gone and set up. He stood there a moment, gauging the power that had just entered Demon World; while the giant machine was menacing to be sure, the power that radiated from it was different than the one that was overpowering the feel of hundreds of thousands of demons. He pushed forward a small effort of will, and completed the spell. His eyes flared a strange green coloration, and he could suddenly see as though he was standing in the crowd.
And he could hear as well. He stood there, listening through a distance that should have made it impossible to hear as Ashlei made her introduction speech and rallied the gathered horde of demons and Arrancar. One would think that the battle was to take place this very day. It was a while down the road yet, but that said the introduction was a nice touch. Mana’s entrance, he assumed, had been little more than her walking onto that stage. The demons of Touketsu’s kingdom loved her, in their own twisted way. With that love, there was respect as well; she wasn’t the queen of demon world and Sin Fall for no reason. Abaddon commanded no such love from the members of Demon World; he commanded a respect and fear of a different kind.
And he was due to make an entrance.
Originally, he had planned to just walk in to the meeting and take his seat. However, the stakes had been raised by the queens; he couldn’t just be boring now, could he? He retracted his senses, and stared to walk towards the city. As he walked, he was suddenly outlined in crimson/black energy, and an oppressive feeling began to well up. Then his form suddenly rippled, and his wings exploded outwards. The ground below him broke with each step, the area around him began to warm, and within a few moments the demon that had stood there before was gone; in its place stood a large dragon with scales of black and red.
The dragon easily stood over seventy meters at its shoulders. With Abaddon’s transformation to his Demon Dragon form, his power rushed out into his surroundings. He rose high enough to clear the buildings of the city so that he would not have to run into any of them. He rose into the air and headed for the congregation of demons and Arrancar. Though he was miles from his destination, his power could be felt; immense as his physical body suggested and more. His was the power of ancient times, of legions of demons that he had devoured and slain, of centuries of knowledge and conflict. Before this power, the majority of the congregated demons were like moths before a volcano.
And this was but sixty percent of his power; power that was not even being used yet.
While he could have covered the distance in a moment with Shadow Movement, it would not leave the same feeling. Form this distance those assembled could feel his power, and they could feel it approaching them like a great wave of heat and death. Yet this was their proxy king in Touketsu’s absence, so to them it may have been as good as a rallying force. He reached the congregation soon enough all the same, and he made a show of circling the area.
Then he pulled up, and landed near the stage; below him the ground cracked from his weight and presence. He started forward towards the stage, and as he did his form began to shrink; while this form was great for an entrance, its size was limiting when it came to interacting with others. And being on a stage that was barely large enough for him to lay on if he curled up. And this was the smaller of his forms, not a true release. It was enough all the same. ”I like that idea, Miss Clixx. Together, our kingdoms shall drown our enemy’s in their own blood,”Abaddon’s voice said, distorted into something deeper than his already deep bass voice. As he reached the stairs of the stage, his draconic forms fully faded, leaving him in his humanoid form; even in this, he towered at over ten feet in height. His wings were wrapped about him as though they were some formal cloak.
He gave a bow to the seated Queen of Hollows and Center Throne, then turned to Mana and gave another formal bow before he walked to his throne, spinning and sitting. When exactly the crown had decided to up residence on his brow it was hard to say, but it sat there as though it had always been there. And so the Three Thrones were assembled.
What would happen next? Well, that was Mana’s show to set off, just as it was everyone else’s’ to watch.
~We trip and stumble only so that we may stand back up...~
Subject Post 9Subject: Re: [MAIN STORYLINE PRE-EVENT] The Black Merge Amongst Queen's Wed Jun 06, 2012 6:31 am
Desalmado, honestly, shouldn't even be here.
However, a child's curiosity never goes unfulfilled if it can help it. Like an itch in the small of one's back or an annoying fly that begs to be crushed. The child shall seek the thing to satisfy that craving for knowledge, regardless of the insatiable nature of a child's curiosity. The relationship between a child and knowledge is much like a hollow and food, really. No matter how much a hollow consumes, hunger urges them to consume more. Even when they have consumed everything there is to consume, their hunger will drive them eventually to consume themselves. Such is the nature of hollow and children. As children know more, they age, until they are no longer children.
The child is here now, in a swarm of monsters, monstrous people, and people-like monstrosities. His silver eyes, wide with an unrecognized panic and flitting around, could sense everything around him here. The spiritual energy of demons, hollows and arrancar alike flowed through his mind easily, siphoned, cataloged to be examined in some other future when his mind was aware enough to react in such a manner. As it is now, he's just a face in a myraid of faces. His own spiritual power was nothing compared to those around him. In fact, his presence was almost ghost-like... unsensable, in a sense. But here he was, in the flesh, a ghost among ghosts.
People were here. People were here. People where everywhere here. Most weren't as strong as he was, of course. The rare exceptions were here and there... such as the three on the thrones now. Their names were foreign to him. Their faces are unknown to him, though known to many others. However... their power is unmistakable. He's felt them, with his vast perquisa, many times in his aimless wanderings. He's felt them intimately in his mind and he already knows them through the nature of their spiritual powers alone. The unmistakable iron tang of that 'Queen of Hollows', the muggy and yet cutting sensation over his skin of that girl who summoned him, and finally that overpowering and ashen crushing of that man who was a bit late. They took their positions to the throne and he watched, a small and insignificant creature.
Desalmado stood near the front of the stage. Rather, he stood almost on top of the stage, with the surging of the crowd behind him desiring to be closer but not too close to their beloved rulers. His body was not large, in fact it was impossibly small. A 12 year old boy trying to avoid being shoved by a crowd of monsters, it was a comical sight. He was not so concerned however... He did not fear punishment from being too close to those rulers. It was neither stupidity nor bravery that curtailed his fears. It was curiosity and an eye that closed itself to all the negatives around him. So, even if he was pushed too close, he didn't fear punishment... for punishment didn't exist.
Desalmado watched and said nothing, mouth hanging slightly open in that frozen smile. He hoped that they would prove something to satisfy his childish craving for knowledge... for a moment or so. He listened to their speeches with that frozen gaze and expression. He felt no affiliation to anyone here and no one recognized him here. In fact... if anyone questioned, he would be probably found to be extremely suspicious. After all... no one knew him and he knew no one else here.
...He really shouldn't be here, after all...
But, a child's curiosity shall never go unfulfilled.
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