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Kingdom of Hollows [OPEN]

"Attack you pathetic fools!" he spat, sand flying all around him as the Adjuchas charged to their deaths, arrows hurling past them as the humans slowly pushed forward.

King Baraggan Luisenbarn, the rightful king of Las Noches and God of Hueco Mundo had allowed the Shinigami brat to rent his fortress whilst he chose to play battle with his old comrades, but these humans- Quincies, thought themselves worthy to walk on his land. They had the audacity to attempt to take what was his? Bah! The King would sooner die than sacrifice his pride to mortal cur!

He had long learned better than to send the Gillian on the front lines, using them now to send volleys of Cero and Bala. The Adjuchas were acting as the main force, and even then they were dropping like flies. His Fraccion were most likely experiencing similar losses, but it was here that the Arrancar had the advantage. Whereas the Quincy would need to make trips back and forth from their own world, the Hollows thrived here. This was their home and Baraggan would have the land rot beneath him before relinquishing it.

"Whoever brings me the most human skulls will live like a prince!" he shouted, raising Gran Caida into the air and firing off a cero of his own.

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Spitwads? Bah, what a disgusting pastime. Coyote Starrk was a horrible role model for a creature that was supposed to be an extension of himself! Could the Arrancar King even recall a time when the girl had worn a dress? Starrk usually dressed like a slob so it would be near impossible for his lesser to do better.

"Fill his bead with insects and sand," he suggested after a moment, considering the implications it would have when the Primera attempted to get some sleep. "I assure you that he will stay awake for a lot longer if he is at risk of finding creatures swarming his pants."

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Happily ignoring the denigration which laced the Segunda’s words, Lilynette grins up at the old Espada with little trepidation, greeting him with a fondness not normally used when speaking with individuals who have tried to kill the greeter.

“I have, though not as violently as I’d hoped to. Spitwads are a bit low on the scale, but I figured I’d start small for the time being and eventually remind people why I’m the Primera’s brat.”

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"Aizen is a Shinigami and a worthless excuse of a leader! Why would any follow such a foolish brat? His crusade against his own kind is as pitiful as a baby striking it's own mother. Bah!"

"Let us toast the return of your other half, if such an event is suitable enough to drink to. I am sure things will liven up around here now that she is back.. as well as Tosen's 'special' brat."

“Am I the first to be worthy? I’m just all kinds of lucky today,” he said dully, taking the teacup from the Segunda.

“I won’t lie, it’s kind of weird that you already had this ready. Were you planning this or something?”

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If the constant reminder that there were those who thought themselves better than him wasn't insufferable enough in that fool of a dog, then the presence of his pet was even more demeaning. A child, a misbehaved one at that, if Baraggan thought too much on the matter he might have ignored her arrival completely.

"What a shame your sense of direction isn't as meager as your social status," he scoffed, peering down at the smaller Arrancar. "It's good to see you are well, Lilynette Gingerbuck. Have you woken up your oaf yet?"

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ooc

Shunsui isn't a very good loser, but I'm sure there are one or two people he'd rather die than see injured~ He'll fight to his last breath to protect these lovely ladies, and he might even lay down his own life if there is no other way~

Yamamoto has no intention of dying. 1000 years of Soul Society rests on his shoulders, and he isn't one to let that go lightly. Anyone want to die for justice.. anyone? ;~; (Side Note: He isn't overly fond of Quincies.. I'd watch out fellas)

Zangetsu is in a bit of a pickle. He needs to protect Ichigo, but he doesn't really want to die either. Heck, he'll do it for you man, if you're interested! He might even sacrifice himself for Tensa (Bankai is always better than Shikai) but it'd probably take some convincing.

If anyone is interested in RPing with any of these fine bachelors, let me know! Like I said, I'll try and make some starters soon :3

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"I'm not some jester to amuse that Shinigami cur's pets," he scoffed. "If you're looking for amuesment, I suggest you keep on walking boy. There is no humour for the dead, and I doubt that you are the exception." Ichimaru Gin had thus far been wise enough to address the true king of Las Noches appropriately, but that did not forgive all his other short-comings.

"Why not seek out that idiot Tosen, or even his simpleton child. I am sure Ulquiorra would be mroe than happy to heed your call, and perhaps perform a trick or two. Juggling shouldn't be too hard, even with his paltry strength."

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“I ain’t gonna trouble you with anythin’ at the moment, Baragan-sama,”makes a note to be a pest in general at some other time though perhaps.“I was jus’ wonderin’ these here halls lookin’ for some amusement.” The distrust was almost tangible, it never failed to amuse him.

His ambiguous state was beginning to wear thin though but he kept this to himself. 

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Again his eye twitched, but he bit his tongue and forced a smile. "You are the Primera Espada, Starrk! If you're not worthy, who is?"

"I had hoped to share a cup of tea with you, and I cared not to waste precious time having to make one. Now, drink up."

“Am I the first to be worthy? I’m just all kinds of lucky today,” he said dully, taking the teacup from the Segunda.

“I won’t lie, it’s kind of weird that you already had this ready. Were you planning this or something?”

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A single twitch of the eye was his only sign of distaste at the comment.. and a simple, "There aren't many who are worthy my comraderie."

"Good think I already prepared one for you, then." He offered the cup of tea.

yourhollowking replied to your post: “Starrk! F-Friend! Join me for a drink, won’t you? Tea is the only thing that cur still has in my once grand Kingdom, so will that do? How do you take it? Come, come, hurry up now.”

“Can two comrades not just sit and drink with one another? Come, tell me how you take your drink and we can relax!”

“I guess…but you never really pegged me for the type who had ‘comrades.’ But I won’t complain.”

“I’ll take mine with a lot of sugar.”

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"Bah! So the snake knows his place among the other animals?" he spat. Aizen's lapdog (one of the many in his once grand kingdom) would walk quietly in the shadows, a silver tongue flicking out when it best suited him. Whatever the Shinigami wanted from his allegiance with the Hollows was one thing, but this cur's loyalty was something else. There was something hidden behind that never-failing grin, that time would one day discover. "What do you want, child?"

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Gin frowned slightly, if it isn’t that old geyser. He could feel himself aging just looking at him… Granted he earns considerable respect but his company isn’t really one that would be called pleasant at any stretch of the word. None the less, he hitches up his razor smile and waves, “Greetin’s Barragan-sama.” Maybe a little friendly encounter wouldn’t hurt and then he could slip off and get some tea.

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"I don't want them damaged either," he added, thinking about the success already with a malicious grin. "I am not quite sure what I will do with them yet, but I think I would like one framed. Perhaps I will destroy the other and send it to the head captain.. I might even dress up an Adjuchas, strap a bomb to its chest- with the Octava's help, of course, and send it that way. Baha, they'll be ashamed and on fire!"

He was now in a good mood, confident that at least one of his Fraccion was capable of fulfilling his orders. If the boy succeeded, perhaps there would be a feast for him- well, not for Ggio but for the King's success, however Ggio would be seated beside him; that would be his reward.

"Remember, Vega- you either succeed or you die, there is no alternative." He paused for a moment, allowing the weight of his words to sink in. "You are an officer of King Baraggan Luisenbern's army, and if you fail then how can I expect the idiots beneath you to do anything more?"

He nodded, already devising a plan. He was sure to “proof-read” his plan, insuring that he would not fail. Perhaps this time- no he was positive this time, his King would be proud of him, or at least pleased. He did not want to disappoint. “Of course majesty, I will be sure to return with the Haori’s as soon as possible.” He smiled and gave a small bow. 

He knew that he would have to be sneaky to steal from a Captain…and he sure as hell wasn’t going to go near someone whom he would be easily be outmatched. As for the kiss, that should be the easiest, so he wasn’t too worried about that. The hole would be a more daunting task, seeing as how he might be face to face with Soi-Fon. He might have to distract her or at the very least do the job quickly and disappear before he is seen. 

He looked up at Baraggan, nodding, silently happy that he seemed pleased. He knew, however that he was not lying. Ggio was dead set on returning with all the tasks successfully completed, “Yes, we are clear, Majesty Baraggan. I will not disappoint you.” 

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Gladiators

The Colosseum was finally put in use, his stores of creatures fulfilling what their meager lives were meant for. Now, it's glory would be rekindled, gladiators rising to the challenges and finally succeeding, their reward a seat by his side as one of the Royal Fraccions of his army.

Or so he thought.

What cur had decided to use his death-trap as a training grounds for peasants, who could do little more than crawl, flailing at his elite soldiers! If any actually managed to survive, let alone pass the tests, he'd have to amount it to the new owners dumb-ing it down. Yes, that must have been it! Nirgge had only just survived the trials, and such was the minimum requirement!

He grit his teeth together, hands balling into fists. Bah! It was ridiculous! He would watch the matches, of course, but that didn't mean the champions would come into his service. Especially not the pathetic excuse of an Arrancar that was currently in battle.

Harribel's second-hand scraps were more useless than the Primera's personal brat!

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MYAH!!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N132JqqWhHo

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sassy barragan omfg

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The spine of his is tingling, his fur rose upon sensing this dreadful feeling. It reeks of death and arrogance. He sensed a certain familiar reiatsu approaching him, creek by creek, like a slow and painful ageing death. He wheeled around to see none other than Barragan Luisenbarn. "I see, so now the King approaches the peasant."

"Bah, do not think yourself worthy of my attention, mutt!" he spat, looking at the Captain with disgust. "I had heard the Gotei was complete, and had hoped to see if assembled they would pose a threat. However, if they are each as dangerous as yourself than my soldiers have nothing to fear. I see why those three Shinigami brats abandoned you now."

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"All the Shinigami are equally pathetic Vega- the Captains are no exception!" He did not care which Captain was shamed; robbed of their Haori and pride as some sort of leader. Bah, the insects had no idea how to lead! So long as a portion of their forces were injured in this act, the King did not care who was targeted. "I leave the specifics to you. Steal from who you wish and kiss whomever is the least repulsive to you. As for your final task, you may use whatever technique comes most naturally. I would suggest a cero or two, but it is up to you."

Ggio Vega was fast. Perhaps not the fastest Arrancar, nor even the fastest among the Shinigami, but fast enough to survive these goals. If he chose his prey carefully, as he surely would, he could move unseen. It would be too late by the time the Shinigami realised what was happening around them. His biggest threats would be the cur who defeated Zommari, the Captain Commander, and the Second Division. Beyond that he would have to make a critical error to be thwarted.

"I eagerly await your return, boy," he laughed, pleased with himself. "You'll not receive a third chance, though. Fail me this time and you'll wish you died in the Winter War. Are we clear on that?"

Ggio listened to his king speak, looking up at him when given orders. He would not screw up again, and admittedly, he was surprised that Baraggan was being so, for lack of a better word, generous. He remembered him saying just before his battle with Soi-Fon, 

 “If you lose here, there will be no place for you to return to.”.

Not that he was ungrateful, it was just all the more reason to make it up to him. He nodded at the orders. 

“Yes your majesty, I will make sure to not fail you. However is there anyone in particular on whose Harori’s you’d like me to steal?” He tilted his head, he knew more to ask anymore questions, seeing as how he was most likely pushing it with the first. Though, his question was merely to make sure he the King would be pleased with the Haroi’s he will soon steal. 

On the subject of kissing one of the Shinigami, he would have rejected the order if it were anyone other than Baraggan, due to the fact, he’d never been kissed. But what had to be done, had to be done. Besides, after that, he had no issues with blasting a hole into the 2nd Division wall. This is probably the order he most looked forward to doing. He smirked to himself at the thought of seeing Soi-Fon’s face after the damage was done. He looked up to his king,

“I will see to my orders immediately.”