Post by jube on Jul 19, 2009 19:47:45 GMT -5
Name: Alonso Savilla
Age: 350(Looks 28)
Gender: Male
Personality:
Skill Level: Swordsmanship: Intermediate
Skill Level: Sonido: Advanced
Skill Level: Hand-to-hand: Advanced
History/Background:
Alonso was born in Spain what part exactly is unknown, but from the moment he could walk the boy had an odd obsession with swords. His parents thought it was in his blood seeing as his father was a champion at the fencing sword style. So when Alonso came to age, which was around ten years old his father taught him how to fence he taught him of course the basics. But Alonso was more into the knight style of fighting, he had his room full of figures and posters of knights it was a fascination for he wanted to one day become a knight which in his day and age was impossible. But the boy still learned from his father how to fence, at the age of 14 though Alonso's life would hit a tragic state, when his father past away due to a heart condition. Alonso was heart broken, and he became depressed for a few years the next two years of his life the boy wasted away drowning himself in his own sorrows wondering how such a great man could die so easily. Two years later when Alonso was 16 he sat on his couch doing nothing special just watching TV. then he saw something a commercial, that was announcing a fencing contest, at first Alonso was not interested by such things until he heard his fathers name and on top of that he heard someone was claiming to be his fathers son!? this was shocking to Alonso, so much that it made him jump up and his blood boiled to think that someone would dare tarnish his fathers name this way it was unforgivable!
Alonso, then began from there to practice his fencing all over again although in two years of doing nothing he had become slow and sluggish. So he had no other choice but to start from the basics, as if he was a beginner just like when his father had started teaching him. Finally his skills were refined he had returned to his fluid movements and his techniques were flawless. Alonso headed out for the tournament, once there he stood in the crowd watching the matches and the 'fake' that claimed to be his fathers son, he was good but Alonso was confident that he would be victorious, but his plan was to wait until he the champ was announced which he was certain would be the fake and he would then jump into the ring and challenge him. Showing the power of his fathers bloodline, the tournament ended and as Alonso had predicted the fake was victorious he was given a trophy, with a gold fencer figure on it and a hefty reward of money as the crowd cheered Alonso jumped onto the stage landing gracefully as he opened the violin case and drew out his rapier. Alonso's eyes burned into the man soul as he raised his sword and challenged him in front of ten thousand people, how could the reigning champion decline? of course he didn't he accepted and there fight was on. The crowd roared as the two swordsman prepared themselves. So much hype for a battle that was one in the flash of a movement from Alonso, as soon as the words "Begin!" were yelled out Alonso dashed in deflecting the champions offensive slash throwing him off balance and in a quick movement using on his wrist he slashed at the champions face cutting him three times successfully, Alonso remembers this day as the man fell over yelling in pain the 'fake' on his knees crying his eyes out. Alonso then raised his sword and revealed who he really was, and why he had come from that day forth he took an oath as his enemies unworthy blood dripped from his silver blade, that he would punish all those who fought without honor all those who were not worthy of holding a sword. He would become there Verdugo, there executioner.
Alonso, had a great career as a fencer not only did he compete in Spain, but he became a representative for Spain through out the world fighting the best of them and taking them down. To him they were not fencers, they were fakes those without honor who dared and insult the sport his father lived and died for. Alonso kept true to his promise for many years, until one fateful night as the undefeated champion of the world Alonso stood alone in his home in Spain. The rain poured down hard it smashed into the ceiling and the ground multiple loud splashes could be heard outside and breeze was cold. Alonso, though a great swordsman lived a sad life, he had been married once but due to his dedication to the sport he was divorced and lot his three children. Which he was not allowed to see because there mother the 'Perra' as he called her left with them to the United States to live with some rich 'Pendejo' as he called him. But on this night as Alonso stood alone with a glass of whiskey on the rocks looking out his window, little did he know that tonight would be the last night of his life. The Knight of Spain would die on this night, Alonso sensed the person from behind and without a seconds hesitation he spun throwing the glass it was shattered not by a hand but by a shift slash, Alonso remembers staring into the empty darkness as a figure stepped forth the moons light shining down on the stranger, at first of course he was a stranger until Alonso saw the scar on the mans face it was him, the 'fake' from many years ago. How ironic isn't it? that the Knight would die at the hands of a 'fake'. Alonso reached for his sword and there battle began, it was a battle of great skill and amazing speed. Both men moved gracefully so well that it didn't look like a sword fight but a dance, a dance to the death. In the end though the battle was decided by a single slash, whether it was because Alonso had to many drinks and he was disoriented or because it was just his time, is unknown even to him. But all that is known is that he missed and his opponent did not. Alonso's heart was pierced, it was shattered completely by the opponent rapier, Alonso remembers seeing his blood soak the mans hand as it ran down his blade. Then he remembers looking up with blurry vision and smiling "Morire con mi honor, i no como un perro" Alonso's last words as e fell over and died. The Knight of Spain had lived by the sword and now he had died by it. But this was just the beginning of his journey, for Alonso was about to experience a world unlike any other.
Transformation[/u]
Alonso opened his eyes, his vision was blurry and he felt different he sat up he was on the ground? but why? what had happened? as he stood up and his vision slowly returned he was temporarily blinded by the suns bright light, he shielded his eyes with his hand, then looked around he was stepping on blood! he looked down there was a trail of blood, but were did it lead. Alonso ran out past the opened doorway what had happened here? As he made it outside he saw them an ambulance and a body in a bag being taken away, he approached them asking them what happened, but they didn't answer as if he wasn't there. Alonso was puzzled, then he realized something, a chain on his chest he looked down at it the chain was attached to a metallic plug on his chest. Alonso was now noticed other things the glow, there was an odd glow around him what was he a ghost? had he died. He looked around then putting two and two together he realized it he couldn't believe it he was dead, his eyes widened as he put his hand on his head how could this have happened. Then it all came back to him, a flood of memories barraged his mind the man, the scars, the 'fake'....that’s right it was him the fake he had come that night and killed him. Alonso stood up, what was he to do now? walk the earth as a torment soul scaring people for kicks? no that wasn't who Alonso was.
He had to now find a purpose even if it was as a spirit, as Alonso stood there pondering and talking to himself. He would soon be broken from his chain of thought by laughter, he looked around to try and find the source of the laughter but nothing he found nothing. Until he looked down, there what he saw made his eyes widen with terror the chain links were laughing and dissolving into nothingness, they were turning into vapor. Alonso was shocked he didn't want to know what would happen if this chains vanishes and if that plug came off if was probably not good, he smacked at the chains "Basta! hijor de perra!" he yelled out. But it was useless the more the spaniard yelled and smacked the faster the chain links vanished one by one there laughter fading until there was no more laughing and the plug fell off of Alonso's chest, revealing an empty black hole on his chest now. At first Alonso expected something to happen instantly, but then he calmed down his guard was down and he was relaxed, but the silence was soon broken as a mysterious white liquid shot out from his hole and engulfed his body wrapping itself around him Alonso frantically swung his arms around as he yelled out in terror trying to break free of this liquids grip. But as the grip attached to him it became solid and a part of him, he yelled at the top of his lungs but to avail no one would come help him. At this moment Alonso remembered a phrase his grandmother once told him "La muerte es pas sin amor" Death is peace without compassion. Was this what she meant was being dead meant to be so horrible. Alonso didn't get an answer as the liquid engulfed his body completely, he was now a hollow....
Normal Hollow[/u]
As a normal hollow Alonso looked like a great white wolf, he had a white furry coat, and a long beautiful tail that extended to the ground. His body was magnificent and beautiful as had been his skill in his living days. But now the old Alonso was lost within this creature, he was nothing but a machine a killing machine that desired one thing food, but not regular food he desired souls the souls of humans. Lost souls, what he had once been before becoming this disgusting creature. Alonso feasted on this lost souls for quite sometime but he never felt full he never felt satisfied, he always wanted more and more one day Alonso came into contact with a beginner shinigami. The shinigami was out hunting hollows and it just so happened he had spotted Alonso, the shinigami attacked, Alonso defended himself by evading and dodging the mans techniques but then when the man trusted and Alonso thought in his head defend! His body became as hard as the mans blade blocking the attack. What was the meaning of this? Alonso was puzzled, but this was no time for asking questions it was a time for attacking and surviving and of course feasting on this fools soul. The battle raged on and it was through this battle and victory that Alonso found out of his power, the ability to manipulate his body as a weapon a living breathing weapon. Alonso was pleased with this and he would go on to use it, on his prey now which were the weak souls he feasted on.
Alonso would not advance until he devoured enough hollows, it all happened in Hue co Undo, his new home the place were he wandered and slaughtered hollows and devoured there souls. Alonso transformed his body changed it was painful, Alonso remembers this pain as a sharp pain like if he was going to throw up his insides like if gravity was going to crush him. Then a burst of raw power changed him into the creaure he became next those known as the Gillian.
Gillian[/u]
In this stage, Alonso was an oversize oath, he was ridiculously huge and moved at the speed of a turtle, he had little intelligence the IQ of a two year old at best. His mask was a round mask with a long nose on it, it had blue lines running down it on the sides, and two horns sticking out of the forehead. His body was shaped like a giant upside down cone, but this body was vessel for the struggle was inside. Inside Alonso and the other hollows he had devoured were at war, they were at war for complete and utter control of the Gillian's mind because having control meant controling this behemots massive reiatsu power. The battle between Alonso and the other hollows raged on, until Alonso using his superior reiatsu overpowered and suppressed them all. Once that was done Alonso took control of the creatures mind now in full and total control, he began toe devouring process all over again, Alonso would wander the deserts of heuco mundo as a simple minded giant devouring other gillians now and then by himself. Until one day, he regained a hint of consciousness, he became a bit more intelligent and some of his beliefs returned to him as well.
It was at this moment that the massive gigante began to shrink in size, but just because he became smaller doesn't meant he became weaker. Quite the opposite he became stronger just in a smaller stage and now he felt faster, stronger and more intelligent then he had ever since he turned into a hollow.
Adjuchas[/u]
As an Adjucha he looked a bit more humanoid now but at the same time more beast like. In fact he looked like a werewolf, he stood on twos well was able to stand on twos but had to run on all fours. He had a heavily armored body, massive claws on his long arms, a long tail with a spike at the end of it, razor sharp fangs and those signature yellow piercing eyes. At this level Alonso felt extremely powerful, as if he could anyone on and he did he would regularly go to the human world and attack shinigami. He had become an outlaw criminal for a moment as he attacked the shinigami more and more often. At times he would take on three shinigami at once using his superior defense and speed he was able to defeat them, as well as his ability had returned stronger then ever now his ability to manipulate his body into a weapon had gone far beyond hardening his skin and shooting spikes. He now could literally draw weapons from his body swords, poles, spears, shoot out spikes, harden his body to block attacks, hooks anything he could think of he could use his bodies ability to make the weapon a reality. Alonso would continue on as an Adjuchas for quite some time in fact this would be the longest he would be in a stage of the hollow evolution for a while. As Alonso wandered the valley of the great and vast desert, he was lost in thought wondering to himself when and how he would transform ascend to the next level, as he sat on one of the few boulders you find this sea of sand one day. Alonso came to a self realization, his eyes widened as he remembered one thing, one word it repeated in his head over and over again. "Honor...' Alonso gripped his head as reiatsu flowed from his body and he came to a moment of self enlighten, his body was engulfed by the light of his own reiatsu, he ascended to the next level. He became a Vasto Lorde.
Vasto Lorde[/u]
As a vasto lorde he had become the ultimate being, now he was truly the best of the best in this land of death and despair that Alanso had called home for so very long. His appearance had changed greatly as well no more did he run on all fours like a filthy animal he now stood upright his body was fully armored by what looked like bone plates but in fact was his body a fully armored body that he could control and manipulate in whatever way he pleased, he could be compared to a knight only difference was that he stood 6 feet 7 inches tall and his body was bulky yet surprisingly fast. Another massive change was the sudden change of abilities Alonso had, he went from being able to use his body as a weapon, to being able to manipulate the air and use it to fight his enemies, he had obtained wind manipulation. As a vasto Alonso instead of traveling to the human world as often as he used to, he stopped and would almost never go there. Only of course when it was that day the day his father had past on, this massive and horrific beast could be seen standing over a grave in a graveyard that had been closed down and abandoned years ago. Other then that Alonso would not travel to the human world, but deep inside of this great and powerful beast was a person who was full of regret for what he had become, so much so that he refused to use his name. He simply called himself the Verdugo, the Executioner the name he got in the ring as a swordsman many years ago. But, other then that Alonso would set out attack other hollows or shinigami whom he saw as dishonorable and slaughtered them using his overwhelming reiatsu.
A few years past as this pitiful existence of just killing and killing, then he came across from valuable information. It seemed that hollows were able to rip off there masks at a certain level and become something called an Arrancar, which made them more human and stronger. Alonso wanted this he wanted to be more human he wanted to be able to see a human in his reflection not a monster not this creature he had become. So he sought out to find a way to transform into an Arrancar.
Fourteen long years, sadly for Alonso they would be wasted years for he would not succeed in his goal and he did not become an Arrancar. That is of course until Alonso came into contact with another being known as an Arrancar, this Arrancar that Alonso had just met would be the one to force Alonso's mask off. It happened so suddenly and so quickly, Alonso did not see it coming, the Arrancar attacked him. Alonso was a Vasto Lorde he was no push over, but still this Arrancar was extremely powerful. The unknown Arrancar pushed Alonso to his limits and put him at the brink of death, when the Arrancar prepared to administer the finishing blow, Alonso would feel a sudden pulse coming from his half-breathing body then he would reach for his mask and literally tear it off as he yelled out in pain similar to when he first transformed into a hollow.
Alonso yelled out in agony as he punched the ground and his face began to take shape, he was engulfed in reaitsu that shot upwards towards the dark sky of Las Noches. The transformation took only seconds but it felt like an eternity to Alonso, a now naked Alonso lay on the sands of Las Noches, breathing heavily when he looked up with is blurry vision to see the Arrancar. He was gone, but Alonso was grateful, for this being had given him what he most longed for, the power he craved. He was now an Arrancar....
[/blockquote]RP Sample:
Age: 350(Looks 28)
Gender: Male
Personality:
-Alonso is a strong believer in honor he believes that without honor the swordsman cannot live. His belief of honor at times leads him to judge others to quickly, he believes that if someone does not have honor they do not deserve to hold a sword let alone call themselves a swordsman. Alonso is loyal to his comrades, he will not abandon a comrade never he will stay by there side and help them become victorious. That is course under one condition, if the person has no honor or at least Alonso believes so then the whole loyalty theory goes out the window and down the shitter.Alonso is cruel in combat, he tends to mock the enemy and mess with them psychologically and physically. Specially if he is stronger and he knows it, Alonso enjoys to take his opponents down bit by bit, "Como resolver un rompecabeza" he always says. Meaning that to him taking an opponent down bit by bit is like solving a puzzle. Surprisingly enough, Alonso is not the combatant type he is not the type of person you would see smashing through walls and attacking all the enemies on sight. He prefers to talk a situation out, although if someone has there sword drawn, rarely can a problem be talked out. Alonso resorts to violence only when he is attacked. Other then that, he would literally let an enemy go if he sees it is not important.Appearance:
Alonso, has great patience which explains why he prefers to take an opponent down bit by bit rather then completely slaughter them. He never rushes anywhere or ever rushes to a decision, he will usually think things out. Even when in chasing someone, when most would blow a hole through the wall and make there own shortcuts Alonso can be seen walking after the target patiently. He I a perfectionist, if he is going to do something you can bet he is going to do it right he will get every detail and even go beyond his what he was asked to do. He is open-minded to any situation and to any suggestion unlike most Arrancar who are full of themselves and believe they need no ones help. Alonso is the exact opposite he is ready for a suggestion at times he even asks the opinions of others on subjects to get a different kind of view on the situation. He is a philosophical and wise person, he speaks with years of knowledge on subjects because while most hollows were out slaughtering and eating souls even after becoming adjuchas, he was actually learning he knows about subjects that most others are unaware of. His phrases at times though are very confusing and instead of helping, they give headaches
-Alonso stands at a staggering 6'8 his body isn't to buff and it isn't to average, he has the 'perfect' build his hollow hole is located on his chest right in the middle. His skin is a light tan color, that gives off this look of healthy skin seeing as he does take care of himself, he has grey eyes that are so light they almost look completely white. He has a long handsome face, that is scar less, and has very well tone features. He has long flowing blonde hair that reached down past his shoulders, his hair rests on his shoulders and spreads to both the back and front side of his shoulders. It is smooth as silk and flow gracefully in the air. His mask remnants, isn't on his face at all it is on his neck in the form of a necklace, the necklace has what look like teeth on both sides of it, and in the middle the two sides as held joined together by a single sphere that is a close eye.Arrancar Powers:
Alonso wears the typical Espada gear, except that on his torso he wears a black sleeves jacket that reaches to his ankles, his bulking arms can be seen, under this jacket he wears a white shirt that has a black cross on the far right of it. He wears the white espada pants, they reach down to his shoes and cover the top part of his elegant and well polished black shoes. His zanpaktou, is kept neatly strapped on his back but western style similar to the way Soi Fon and Halibel carry there zanpaktou's. From there the final accessory is an all white mask he wears to protect his face from being damaged in battle. The mask and his eyes sometimes blend and it looks as it he has no eyes at all, but its just that his eyes are so light there almost white.
Natural Arrancar Powers:
-Cero: Alonso cero is a golden yellow color and is fired from his chest, he spreads his arms and gathers the sphere of energy on his chest then fires it.Zampakuto's name:
-Hierro: The ability the Arrancar have to use there reiatsu to make a steel like coat around there skin. Capable of blocking zanpaktou's, but Alonso’s Hierro is advanced and slightly stronger then other Arrancar to an extent were he has the ability to blocked Zapaktou's at shikai state.
-Sonido: The Arrancar equivalent of Shunpou, except that Sonido makes a static or booming sound when used.
-Bala: A technique that hardens the users reiatsu, and one can fire it from their hand. This technique is not as strong as Cero, but is twenty-times faster then Cero.
-Garganta: literally tears open the dimensional fabric separating the worlds, revealing a tunnel of whirling, torrential energy that must be focused and solidified to create a discernible pathway to enter into Hueco Mundo or travel from Hueco Mundo to the Living World.
-LeopardoUn-released Zampakuto's Appearance:
-His unreleased zanpaktou, looks like a ninjato which is a shorter version of the katana but slightly longer then what would be considered a dagger. This gives the weapon decent reach and great speed when used to attack. The blade of a ninjato is completely straight, and this one is double edged, the point is sharp enough to pierce flesh with ease. The handle is long enough for one handed fighting, and is all black with yellow diamond shapes going down the handle. The swords scabbard is long, straight and black it has a red rope tied around it near the opening that is used to strap to Gabriels back.Resurrección Release phrase::
-"Dipierta, Leopardo"Resurrección Appearance::
-His appearance in his ressurecion changes drastically, his arms and legs become covered in white armor plates that wrap around his limbs. His hands are turned into paws with massive claws sticking out from the top of the paw. There are three claws in total, each claw is 12 inches long and two inches thick, the claws are made of pure steel and the well polished blades always reflect light. His torso becomes incased in this white armor as well his chest is covered by a thick armor with black spots, and his abdomen is also covered by the armor except it has a six pack outlined on it. His back is covered by a single armor piece with spikes growing it out of it, each spike ranging from 3 to 5 inches long, he grows a long white tail, that is dense and heavy enough to be used to cause blunt damage. Finally his feet become paws as well like that of a leopards, but just slightly bigger. His entire body is covered in black spots here and there to give him the look of a leopard. His face doesn't change much, it remains the same except for the fact that his bottom part of his face such as his mouth and nose get covered, by a chunk of hollow mask that has fangs growing out of it overlapping one another. This part of his mask reaches to the back of his head overlapping his hair and leaving only a bit of hair on the top of his head. Changing his hair style completely when he transforms.Resurrección Abilities::
-Vuelta Mortal(Death Spiral):He kicks off into the air, and then using his new found power of wind manipulation. He spins like a drill and is covered by a whirlwind of wind. Then he charges at the enemy. With this attack he can shred, the enemies flesh and pierce through almost any physical defense.Skill Level: Kidou: Intermediate
-Esfera Lucido(Magnificent Sphere):He curls up into a ball and then spins, like a bowling ball towards the enemy. The spikes on his back are used during this technique to shred and tear the enemies flesh, but he also gathers wind around himself, and due to his spinning he can deflect minor kido attacks used to stop him.
-Power Increase: In his ressurecion, his Natural abilities are increased in power. His Cero and Bala become more powerful and potent. His Sonido becomes faster, and his Hierro becomes even stronger then it was before. Everything is increase two times over, during his ressurecion stage.
-Cutting Edge:Either claw is covered in reiatsu. Which Alonso can then use to unleash three rows of energy waves at the enemy by swinging his claws.
-Reversal Shield: He puts his claws up like an 'X' and then creates a wall of spinning wind that can deflect kidou attacks. The attack is deflected in a random direction so he has no control of where it goes after it hits the shield.
Skill Level: Swordsmanship: Intermediate
Skill Level: Sonido: Advanced
Skill Level: Hand-to-hand: Advanced
History/Background:
His Life as a Human[/u]
Alonso was born in Spain what part exactly is unknown, but from the moment he could walk the boy had an odd obsession with swords. His parents thought it was in his blood seeing as his father was a champion at the fencing sword style. So when Alonso came to age, which was around ten years old his father taught him how to fence he taught him of course the basics. But Alonso was more into the knight style of fighting, he had his room full of figures and posters of knights it was a fascination for he wanted to one day become a knight which in his day and age was impossible. But the boy still learned from his father how to fence, at the age of 14 though Alonso's life would hit a tragic state, when his father past away due to a heart condition. Alonso was heart broken, and he became depressed for a few years the next two years of his life the boy wasted away drowning himself in his own sorrows wondering how such a great man could die so easily. Two years later when Alonso was 16 he sat on his couch doing nothing special just watching TV. then he saw something a commercial, that was announcing a fencing contest, at first Alonso was not interested by such things until he heard his fathers name and on top of that he heard someone was claiming to be his fathers son!? this was shocking to Alonso, so much that it made him jump up and his blood boiled to think that someone would dare tarnish his fathers name this way it was unforgivable!
Alonso, then began from there to practice his fencing all over again although in two years of doing nothing he had become slow and sluggish. So he had no other choice but to start from the basics, as if he was a beginner just like when his father had started teaching him. Finally his skills were refined he had returned to his fluid movements and his techniques were flawless. Alonso headed out for the tournament, once there he stood in the crowd watching the matches and the 'fake' that claimed to be his fathers son, he was good but Alonso was confident that he would be victorious, but his plan was to wait until he the champ was announced which he was certain would be the fake and he would then jump into the ring and challenge him. Showing the power of his fathers bloodline, the tournament ended and as Alonso had predicted the fake was victorious he was given a trophy, with a gold fencer figure on it and a hefty reward of money as the crowd cheered Alonso jumped onto the stage landing gracefully as he opened the violin case and drew out his rapier. Alonso's eyes burned into the man soul as he raised his sword and challenged him in front of ten thousand people, how could the reigning champion decline? of course he didn't he accepted and there fight was on. The crowd roared as the two swordsman prepared themselves. So much hype for a battle that was one in the flash of a movement from Alonso, as soon as the words "Begin!" were yelled out Alonso dashed in deflecting the champions offensive slash throwing him off balance and in a quick movement using on his wrist he slashed at the champions face cutting him three times successfully, Alonso remembers this day as the man fell over yelling in pain the 'fake' on his knees crying his eyes out. Alonso then raised his sword and revealed who he really was, and why he had come from that day forth he took an oath as his enemies unworthy blood dripped from his silver blade, that he would punish all those who fought without honor all those who were not worthy of holding a sword. He would become there Verdugo, there executioner.
Alonso, had a great career as a fencer not only did he compete in Spain, but he became a representative for Spain through out the world fighting the best of them and taking them down. To him they were not fencers, they were fakes those without honor who dared and insult the sport his father lived and died for. Alonso kept true to his promise for many years, until one fateful night as the undefeated champion of the world Alonso stood alone in his home in Spain. The rain poured down hard it smashed into the ceiling and the ground multiple loud splashes could be heard outside and breeze was cold. Alonso, though a great swordsman lived a sad life, he had been married once but due to his dedication to the sport he was divorced and lot his three children. Which he was not allowed to see because there mother the 'Perra' as he called her left with them to the United States to live with some rich 'Pendejo' as he called him. But on this night as Alonso stood alone with a glass of whiskey on the rocks looking out his window, little did he know that tonight would be the last night of his life. The Knight of Spain would die on this night, Alonso sensed the person from behind and without a seconds hesitation he spun throwing the glass it was shattered not by a hand but by a shift slash, Alonso remembers staring into the empty darkness as a figure stepped forth the moons light shining down on the stranger, at first of course he was a stranger until Alonso saw the scar on the mans face it was him, the 'fake' from many years ago. How ironic isn't it? that the Knight would die at the hands of a 'fake'. Alonso reached for his sword and there battle began, it was a battle of great skill and amazing speed. Both men moved gracefully so well that it didn't look like a sword fight but a dance, a dance to the death. In the end though the battle was decided by a single slash, whether it was because Alonso had to many drinks and he was disoriented or because it was just his time, is unknown even to him. But all that is known is that he missed and his opponent did not. Alonso's heart was pierced, it was shattered completely by the opponent rapier, Alonso remembers seeing his blood soak the mans hand as it ran down his blade. Then he remembers looking up with blurry vision and smiling "Morire con mi honor, i no como un perro" Alonso's last words as e fell over and died. The Knight of Spain had lived by the sword and now he had died by it. But this was just the beginning of his journey, for Alonso was about to experience a world unlike any other.
Transformation[/u]
Alonso opened his eyes, his vision was blurry and he felt different he sat up he was on the ground? but why? what had happened? as he stood up and his vision slowly returned he was temporarily blinded by the suns bright light, he shielded his eyes with his hand, then looked around he was stepping on blood! he looked down there was a trail of blood, but were did it lead. Alonso ran out past the opened doorway what had happened here? As he made it outside he saw them an ambulance and a body in a bag being taken away, he approached them asking them what happened, but they didn't answer as if he wasn't there. Alonso was puzzled, then he realized something, a chain on his chest he looked down at it the chain was attached to a metallic plug on his chest. Alonso was now noticed other things the glow, there was an odd glow around him what was he a ghost? had he died. He looked around then putting two and two together he realized it he couldn't believe it he was dead, his eyes widened as he put his hand on his head how could this have happened. Then it all came back to him, a flood of memories barraged his mind the man, the scars, the 'fake'....that’s right it was him the fake he had come that night and killed him. Alonso stood up, what was he to do now? walk the earth as a torment soul scaring people for kicks? no that wasn't who Alonso was.
He had to now find a purpose even if it was as a spirit, as Alonso stood there pondering and talking to himself. He would soon be broken from his chain of thought by laughter, he looked around to try and find the source of the laughter but nothing he found nothing. Until he looked down, there what he saw made his eyes widen with terror the chain links were laughing and dissolving into nothingness, they were turning into vapor. Alonso was shocked he didn't want to know what would happen if this chains vanishes and if that plug came off if was probably not good, he smacked at the chains "Basta! hijor de perra!" he yelled out. But it was useless the more the spaniard yelled and smacked the faster the chain links vanished one by one there laughter fading until there was no more laughing and the plug fell off of Alonso's chest, revealing an empty black hole on his chest now. At first Alonso expected something to happen instantly, but then he calmed down his guard was down and he was relaxed, but the silence was soon broken as a mysterious white liquid shot out from his hole and engulfed his body wrapping itself around him Alonso frantically swung his arms around as he yelled out in terror trying to break free of this liquids grip. But as the grip attached to him it became solid and a part of him, he yelled at the top of his lungs but to avail no one would come help him. At this moment Alonso remembered a phrase his grandmother once told him "La muerte es pas sin amor" Death is peace without compassion. Was this what she meant was being dead meant to be so horrible. Alonso didn't get an answer as the liquid engulfed his body completely, he was now a hollow....
Normal Hollow[/u]
As a normal hollow Alonso looked like a great white wolf, he had a white furry coat, and a long beautiful tail that extended to the ground. His body was magnificent and beautiful as had been his skill in his living days. But now the old Alonso was lost within this creature, he was nothing but a machine a killing machine that desired one thing food, but not regular food he desired souls the souls of humans. Lost souls, what he had once been before becoming this disgusting creature. Alonso feasted on this lost souls for quite sometime but he never felt full he never felt satisfied, he always wanted more and more one day Alonso came into contact with a beginner shinigami. The shinigami was out hunting hollows and it just so happened he had spotted Alonso, the shinigami attacked, Alonso defended himself by evading and dodging the mans techniques but then when the man trusted and Alonso thought in his head defend! His body became as hard as the mans blade blocking the attack. What was the meaning of this? Alonso was puzzled, but this was no time for asking questions it was a time for attacking and surviving and of course feasting on this fools soul. The battle raged on and it was through this battle and victory that Alonso found out of his power, the ability to manipulate his body as a weapon a living breathing weapon. Alonso was pleased with this and he would go on to use it, on his prey now which were the weak souls he feasted on.
Alonso would not advance until he devoured enough hollows, it all happened in Hue co Undo, his new home the place were he wandered and slaughtered hollows and devoured there souls. Alonso transformed his body changed it was painful, Alonso remembers this pain as a sharp pain like if he was going to throw up his insides like if gravity was going to crush him. Then a burst of raw power changed him into the creaure he became next those known as the Gillian.
Gillian[/u]
In this stage, Alonso was an oversize oath, he was ridiculously huge and moved at the speed of a turtle, he had little intelligence the IQ of a two year old at best. His mask was a round mask with a long nose on it, it had blue lines running down it on the sides, and two horns sticking out of the forehead. His body was shaped like a giant upside down cone, but this body was vessel for the struggle was inside. Inside Alonso and the other hollows he had devoured were at war, they were at war for complete and utter control of the Gillian's mind because having control meant controling this behemots massive reiatsu power. The battle between Alonso and the other hollows raged on, until Alonso using his superior reiatsu overpowered and suppressed them all. Once that was done Alonso took control of the creatures mind now in full and total control, he began toe devouring process all over again, Alonso would wander the deserts of heuco mundo as a simple minded giant devouring other gillians now and then by himself. Until one day, he regained a hint of consciousness, he became a bit more intelligent and some of his beliefs returned to him as well.
It was at this moment that the massive gigante began to shrink in size, but just because he became smaller doesn't meant he became weaker. Quite the opposite he became stronger just in a smaller stage and now he felt faster, stronger and more intelligent then he had ever since he turned into a hollow.
Adjuchas[/u]
As an Adjucha he looked a bit more humanoid now but at the same time more beast like. In fact he looked like a werewolf, he stood on twos well was able to stand on twos but had to run on all fours. He had a heavily armored body, massive claws on his long arms, a long tail with a spike at the end of it, razor sharp fangs and those signature yellow piercing eyes. At this level Alonso felt extremely powerful, as if he could anyone on and he did he would regularly go to the human world and attack shinigami. He had become an outlaw criminal for a moment as he attacked the shinigami more and more often. At times he would take on three shinigami at once using his superior defense and speed he was able to defeat them, as well as his ability had returned stronger then ever now his ability to manipulate his body into a weapon had gone far beyond hardening his skin and shooting spikes. He now could literally draw weapons from his body swords, poles, spears, shoot out spikes, harden his body to block attacks, hooks anything he could think of he could use his bodies ability to make the weapon a reality. Alonso would continue on as an Adjuchas for quite some time in fact this would be the longest he would be in a stage of the hollow evolution for a while. As Alonso wandered the valley of the great and vast desert, he was lost in thought wondering to himself when and how he would transform ascend to the next level, as he sat on one of the few boulders you find this sea of sand one day. Alonso came to a self realization, his eyes widened as he remembered one thing, one word it repeated in his head over and over again. "Honor...' Alonso gripped his head as reiatsu flowed from his body and he came to a moment of self enlighten, his body was engulfed by the light of his own reiatsu, he ascended to the next level. He became a Vasto Lorde.
Vasto Lorde[/u]
As a vasto lorde he had become the ultimate being, now he was truly the best of the best in this land of death and despair that Alanso had called home for so very long. His appearance had changed greatly as well no more did he run on all fours like a filthy animal he now stood upright his body was fully armored by what looked like bone plates but in fact was his body a fully armored body that he could control and manipulate in whatever way he pleased, he could be compared to a knight only difference was that he stood 6 feet 7 inches tall and his body was bulky yet surprisingly fast. Another massive change was the sudden change of abilities Alonso had, he went from being able to use his body as a weapon, to being able to manipulate the air and use it to fight his enemies, he had obtained wind manipulation. As a vasto Alonso instead of traveling to the human world as often as he used to, he stopped and would almost never go there. Only of course when it was that day the day his father had past on, this massive and horrific beast could be seen standing over a grave in a graveyard that had been closed down and abandoned years ago. Other then that Alonso would not travel to the human world, but deep inside of this great and powerful beast was a person who was full of regret for what he had become, so much so that he refused to use his name. He simply called himself the Verdugo, the Executioner the name he got in the ring as a swordsman many years ago. But, other then that Alonso would set out attack other hollows or shinigami whom he saw as dishonorable and slaughtered them using his overwhelming reiatsu.
A few years past as this pitiful existence of just killing and killing, then he came across from valuable information. It seemed that hollows were able to rip off there masks at a certain level and become something called an Arrancar, which made them more human and stronger. Alonso wanted this he wanted to be more human he wanted to be able to see a human in his reflection not a monster not this creature he had become. So he sought out to find a way to transform into an Arrancar.
Fourteen long years, sadly for Alonso they would be wasted years for he would not succeed in his goal and he did not become an Arrancar. That is of course until Alonso came into contact with another being known as an Arrancar, this Arrancar that Alonso had just met would be the one to force Alonso's mask off. It happened so suddenly and so quickly, Alonso did not see it coming, the Arrancar attacked him. Alonso was a Vasto Lorde he was no push over, but still this Arrancar was extremely powerful. The unknown Arrancar pushed Alonso to his limits and put him at the brink of death, when the Arrancar prepared to administer the finishing blow, Alonso would feel a sudden pulse coming from his half-breathing body then he would reach for his mask and literally tear it off as he yelled out in pain similar to when he first transformed into a hollow.
Alonso yelled out in agony as he punched the ground and his face began to take shape, he was engulfed in reaitsu that shot upwards towards the dark sky of Las Noches. The transformation took only seconds but it felt like an eternity to Alonso, a now naked Alonso lay on the sands of Las Noches, breathing heavily when he looked up with is blurry vision to see the Arrancar. He was gone, but Alonso was grateful, for this being had given him what he most longed for, the power he craved. He was now an Arrancar....
[/blockquote]RP Sample:
A garganta opened as it tore and ripped through space and time, showing the dark dimension that the Hollows called home. A figure stepped out wearing his white sleeveless vet, as he landed gracefully on the rooftop. He wore a white mask, that blended with his light gray eyes making it look as it he had no pupils. This was Alonso Savilla, a recently transformed Vasto Lorde into an Arrancar. He wasn't here on official business he was here on his own account. He walked to the very edge of the building as the Garganta behind him his long white jacket danced wildly with the high altitude air, he could feel the building leaning towards the direction the wind pushed it to.
Alonso looked down at the humans below silently, without saying a word just observing them quietly. He put one leg up and rested his forearm on his knee as he stared from behind his mask. With those grey eyes of his, Alonso then noticed something in the distance, a lone soul wandering through the streets, he watched quietly as the soul rushed through the crowd and behind it were a crowd of hollows. Alonso expected a shinigami to arrive and help the spirit. But no, no one came to the spirits assistance. Alonso watched as one of the hollows shot out its tounge and wrapped it around the childs legs, forcing her to trip. Then the hollows jumped on the body and began to devour the helpless soul, no one else but Alonso could hear the souls empty and helpless yells of agony, as the hollows devoured her. The humans, were oblivious to what was happening, they merely walked past the incident living on there lives. Alonso stood up straight as he let out a slight chuckle.
He turned away from the scene as he waved his hand and a Garganta re-opened itself in front of him "So are the laws of nature, life and death, even after death there is death" he said to himself as he walked through the Garganta. It closed shut behind him as it vanished and the Arrancar returned to his home of Hueco Mundo.
