Post by THEOCELESE on Dec 10, 2015 16:35:21 GMT
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They were still out there, those who were sworn to Sosuke Aizen like an old priest to his dead god, the majority of them who were exiled by the Renegade of Las Noches mainly stuck together.Like all beings granted free will, and no totalitarian power to direct that will, there were bound to be dissenters and those with different agendas. This group was one of them, and while their plan would come to an end just as it started. In the grand scheme of things to come, they are irrelevant. Their purposes, guided by fate, has already come and gone. There is no account of what will be of them, for what has and will come to pass cannot be altered. Their destiny cannot be altered, and in a universe where one can always look to another as a savior, there cannot and will not be one for them.
The unfolding events started as an attack on the Rukongai, planned and well calculated by all accounts. Menos and misinformed Adjuchas were just bait in a relatively large horde. Among them were a few false Menos Grande amidst their cero-launching counterparts. They were not what they seemed, and were meant to be targetted due to their inactivity. They merely stood where they were, awaiting the fate of their attackers. The squadmen and women who attacked them in strategic manners just vanished upon contact. In reality, they were just h'orderves, the real targets were the captains. Any of them would do, one was the goal and two, they knew would be stretching it. If two were captured, so be it...but one was the intended goal here. The unsuspecting captain would come upon the Hollow attackers, the still attackers precisely, and upon getting within a close proximity would activated a vaccuum like effect. Well, vacuum was a bit of an understatement. Describing what would happen was best appropriately called being targeted by a black hole. The captain would wind up in the camp of the conspiring attackers, and the rest of these “trap Menos” would deactivate and crumble. All the other Hollow, stuck in the Soul Society would be left to their fate. They were abandoned, and merely tools to achieve an end.
During the “siege”, that Renegade mentioned earlier played a hand of his own, and that hand was the royal flush at the table hosted by Aizen's now former followers. The scene was like something from a withered veteran's recount of a war zone, bodies were littered and scattered about, all missing different limbs. Some were just half bodies, the other halves thrown about like a gun randomly ejects bullet casings. Smoke and fire and ruin were abound, as the ones who once fancied themselves the proud followers of a man whom had a special place reserved in hell for him, for he was nothing more than a traitor and a traitor is worth less than a tramp. All signs of life here were gone, except the one who brandished a blood soaked blade and shield.
@suÌ-FĒNG
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They were still out there, those who were sworn to Sosuke Aizen like an old priest to his dead god, the majority of them who were exiled by the Renegade of Las Noches mainly stuck together.Like all beings granted free will, and no totalitarian power to direct that will, there were bound to be dissenters and those with different agendas. This group was one of them, and while their plan would come to an end just as it started. In the grand scheme of things to come, they are irrelevant. Their purposes, guided by fate, has already come and gone. There is no account of what will be of them, for what has and will come to pass cannot be altered. Their destiny cannot be altered, and in a universe where one can always look to another as a savior, there cannot and will not be one for them.
The unfolding events started as an attack on the Rukongai, planned and well calculated by all accounts. Menos and misinformed Adjuchas were just bait in a relatively large horde. Among them were a few false Menos Grande amidst their cero-launching counterparts. They were not what they seemed, and were meant to be targetted due to their inactivity. They merely stood where they were, awaiting the fate of their attackers. The squadmen and women who attacked them in strategic manners just vanished upon contact. In reality, they were just h'orderves, the real targets were the captains. Any of them would do, one was the goal and two, they knew would be stretching it. If two were captured, so be it...but one was the intended goal here. The unsuspecting captain would come upon the Hollow attackers, the still attackers precisely, and upon getting within a close proximity would activated a vaccuum like effect. Well, vacuum was a bit of an understatement. Describing what would happen was best appropriately called being targeted by a black hole. The captain would wind up in the camp of the conspiring attackers, and the rest of these “trap Menos” would deactivate and crumble. All the other Hollow, stuck in the Soul Society would be left to their fate. They were abandoned, and merely tools to achieve an end.
During the “siege”, that Renegade mentioned earlier played a hand of his own, and that hand was the royal flush at the table hosted by Aizen's now former followers. The scene was like something from a withered veteran's recount of a war zone, bodies were littered and scattered about, all missing different limbs. Some were just half bodies, the other halves thrown about like a gun randomly ejects bullet casings. Smoke and fire and ruin were abound, as the ones who once fancied themselves the proud followers of a man whom had a special place reserved in hell for him, for he was nothing more than a traitor and a traitor is worth less than a tramp. All signs of life here were gone, except the one who brandished a blood soaked blade and shield.
@suÌ-FĒNG
