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Los Paséridos

I JOINED ON January 1970. I'VE MADE 16 POSTS. I AM A SEXY Female.

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To Tour The Lands (V) [Open] Feb 1, 2014 0:38:07 GMT -5

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Post by Los Paséridos on Feb 1, 2014 0:38:07 GMT -5

Perched upon a large mound of sand, Los Paséridos gazed towards the lands known as the Conforto Del Cataclisma, or the Cataclysm's Solace.

The bird did not bother to go in, for large numbers of spiritual pressures meant it would have to dodge and weave through several things just to take a look at the furthest regions within the walls of Las Noches.

Gazing upon the endless fire and swarming of other flying hollows (clearly several times the size of Los Paséridos), Los Paséridos pondered the destruction it's so-called "master", the previous Cero Espada.

Their relationship was mostly quiet: Los Paséridos watched Alastar Ullr go about his business, studying him as he did so (though the bird did make it a point to stay out of certain affairs, especially what happens in his bedchamber). Sometimes, Alastar would ask the bird to gather information for him, which the bird would simply comply with no resistance.

In return, Los Paséridos would watch Alastar Ullr until he faced his end...

...or rather, "would've". Los Paséridos had felt Alastar Ullr's extreme rise in spiritual pressure, but it was gone before the bird could even get there.

Alastar had died, and the bird had not witnessed what it had resolved to do before it's death.

No longer having any real purpose to it's life, the once-arrogant bird continued gazing at the Cataclysm, pondering on what it truly meant to be a part of the Hueco Mundo; the realm that lived on the destruction and rebirth of itself.

Last Edit: Feb 1, 2014 0:38:44 GMT -5 by Los Paséridos

*chirp*

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VAAEN VORENZ
QUATRA ESPADA ; ASPECT OF WRATH

I JOINED ON January 1970. I'VE MADE 191 POSTS. I AM A SEXY Male.

KNOW STRIFE, KNOW GROWTH.

To Tour The Lands (V) [Open] Feb 1, 2014 9:54:54 GMT -5

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Post by VAAEN VORENZ on Feb 1, 2014 9:54:54 GMT -5

{wrath} {word 280} {to tour the lands}

complacency shall burn.

The Quinta Espada’s footsteps left their powerful imprints within the confines of the infinite sands, his unabated fury further corrupting the very molecules of the atmosphere and wiping it clean of any particles of complacent happiness. His visage was integrated with an undying lackadaisical rage, and the distorted guitar riffs exploding from his headphones further elucidated the discomfort he manifested for any being unfortunate enough to encounter him. The male’s light-blue eyes swirled with contentment and thrill the more he neared Conforto Del Cataclisma; the embodiment of hell itself within Hueco Mundo.

And yet, he found himself coming to a stop as he sensed a weak spiritual pressure encompassing him with no one available to claim the putrid amassing of reiryoku. His nose scrunched in accentuated exasperation, his optics lurking in every general direction to introduce whomever it concerned to the much needed embrace of wrath. His predatory gems stopped upon a mound of sand, his head tilting by the confusion. He was not sure if he was seeing a golden piece of dung emanating with a lack of reiryoku, or some type of flying animal like creature. As a man who discharged violent beams of energy from his mouth, the word unorthodox found very little use, yet returned from an early retirement today.

His workforce boots clamped outside of the confines as he trekked the mound via an inquisitive air walk. No more than one meter separating his feet from the comedic creature, he crouched down and brought his scarred eyebrow down to level with the bird. His lips opening with a chuckling confusion, “Is this a joke? Who the fuck put a golden piece of shit here?”

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Los Paséridos

I JOINED ON January 1970. I'VE MADE 16 POSTS. I AM A SEXY Female.

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To Tour The Lands (V) [Open] Feb 4, 2014 4:56:35 GMT -5

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Post by Los Paséridos on Feb 4, 2014 4:56:35 GMT -5

The bird's train of thought was interrupted with the arrival of the Quinta Espada. The bird did not know if it was truly the Quinta Espada, but the heavy level of spiritual pressure the arrancar weighed upon the bird was a dead giveaway that the man was a part of the Godking's strongest servants: The Espada.

And, of course, it was these Espada that owned these vastly differing lands. This man approaching the bird was definitely the owner of one of these lands, but the bird could not tell if it was the land it had been gazing at.

His real introduction to the bird were words of a rude demeanor. Naturally, Los Paséridos did not take any real offense; most would just pass by and ignore it's existance altogether. Not that the bird would have really cared, either way.

Looking over the man's appearance, the bird prepared to talk---

No, that wouldn't do. If it said anything provoking, he would probably crush the bird with it's foot. Yes, the bird could evade, but picking a fight with one of the Espada was obviously not the brightest idea. Just having to deal with his spiritual pressure was already enough. While the bird has had enough experience with the (former) Cero Espada to be able to live around such a great pressure, it was definitely tough, and quite an inconvenience.

So, instead, out of the bird's beak was the sounds of randomly paced chirping. Placed at a long enough interval in hopes to not overly annoy the man.

Considering his ears were covered, though, he might have probably heard none of it.

Not that Los Paséridos cared, anyway.

*chirp*

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QUATRA ESPADA ; ASPECT OF WRATH

I JOINED ON January 1970. I'VE MADE 191 POSTS. I AM A SEXY Male.

KNOW STRIFE, KNOW GROWTH.

To Tour The Lands (V) [Open] Feb 4, 2014 13:49:11 GMT -5

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Post by VAAEN VORENZ on Feb 4, 2014 13:49:11 GMT -5

{wrath} {word 220} {to tour the lands}

complacency shall burn.

Go figure, this little creature was not a sapient piece of golden dung, it was an actual bird. His psyche hadn’t the slightest clue how he should have reacted in the situation, but unsurprisingly wrath was not summoned. The upper half of his visage continued to twitch with discombobulation, while his lips curled with jest, “So what, am I supposed to throw a fucking pokéball?” He knew not of whether the little chirping animal could properly articulate, and Godking knows he didn’t give the slightest care at the moment. This thing lazing outside of his territory was amusing him, for the moment.

As his nose began to whimsically scrunch, the juggernaut’s left hand rose to less than gently grab the bird, where he would relax to normal posture and bring the bird close for further examination. Had his calm reach proved fruitful, crushing the little beast into dust would have been a measly feat; yet aggression was quite easily the last emotion regulating his actions. His malevolently curled lips erupted with a chuckle, “Chirp, chirp, fucking chip, chirp, chirp.” And like a child with a new pet, the Espada maneuvered his dextral forefinger to tickle the anomaly within his hands. He was tickling it, annoying it, or giving it a heart attack. He truly didn’t know nor care.

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Los Paséridos

I JOINED ON January 1970. I'VE MADE 16 POSTS. I AM A SEXY Female.

(´・-・`)

To Tour The Lands (V) [Open] Feb 12, 2014 3:59:07 GMT -5

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Post by Los Paséridos on Feb 12, 2014 3:59:07 GMT -5

A pokéwhat-now?

Was the thought that went through the bird's head as it was picked up. Such a towering spiritual pressure over the bird that could threaten to kill it anytime, but didn't. Los Paséridos wasn't sure what to make of it. Hollows eat many things, while Arrancars eat many more.

This arrancar; this espada, was simply... eating time. He poked at it, but Los Paséridos didn't react physically. Every little impulse inside the little bird was telling it to get away from this man.

However, Los Paséridos ignored itself. With Alastar gone, Los Paséridos' mission in life failed, there really wasn't anything left to do, except have another look through the entirety of Las Noches. Then, perhaps after a month or two of this strange tour, simply lay down and wither away.

Was a world tour worth living for? No, probably not.

Thus, the bird struck conversation with the man, believing it could be heard since he was mimicking the bird's chirping.

"Damn, that's the closest I've heard a man get to actual chirping."

Was it? Yes, yes it was... because it's the first time Los Paséridos ever heard someone trying to mimick it after all.

*chirp*

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VAAEN VORENZ
QUATRA ESPADA ; ASPECT OF WRATH

I JOINED ON January 1970. I'VE MADE 191 POSTS. I AM A SEXY Male.

KNOW STRIFE, KNOW GROWTH.

To Tour The Lands (V) [Open] Feb 16, 2014 12:14:26 GMT -5

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Post by VAAEN VORENZ on Feb 16, 2014 12:14:26 GMT -5

{wrath} {word 197} {to tour the lands}

complacency shall burn.

This golden piece of dung was quite entertaining, it even chirped! In his excitement he managed to control his fingers from intensifying their grip, as the slightest increase of pressure from the juggernaut would undoubtedly leave a red stain in the Espada’s sleeve. Though he did not give release, nor would the bird find liberty from the man’s constant tickling, or attempted tickling. He adopted a pinch of pure fury to his visage, the act so real that even Vaaen Vorenz didn’t know if it was a feint or not.

“What the chirp did you just say to me? You chirping chirp ass chirp?!” He howled, swiftly finding his deceptive angry easing into a deep, ominous chuckle. The blonde levitated downward, and nonchalantly strolled towards the entrance of Conforto Del Cataclisma, the molten country plagued with endless strife; and the home of the Fifth. The male found his eyebrow twitched upward in thought, his enormous finger poking away at the awkwardly colorized sparrow.

“What does this thing eat? Hollow? Steak? Shit? Virgins?” He mused aloud, the exquisite heat of the lands beginning to layer over the blonde, and most certainly the bird in his hands.

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Last Edit: Feb 16, 2014 12:15:17 GMT -5 by VAAEN VORENZ

To Tour The Lands (V) [Open]

Post by Los Paséridos on Feb 1, 2014 0:38:07 GMT -5

Post by VAAEN VORENZ on Feb 1, 2014 9:54:54 GMT -5

Post by Los Paséridos on Feb 4, 2014 4:56:35 GMT -5

Post by VAAEN VORENZ on Feb 4, 2014 13:49:11 GMT -5

Post by Los Paséridos on Feb 12, 2014 3:59:07 GMT -5

Post by VAAEN VORENZ on Feb 16, 2014 12:14:26 GMT -5

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