Being the aspect of lonliness sure is destructive (Approved)

This RP sample is in order to attain position of Octava Espada

Times were tough in this desert. Especially for Druid. All he wanted was a family. All he wanted was a home. All he wanted was to be loved and to love. Unfortunately, he wanted all of these things at such a sick obsession they became needs. Walking slowly in the harsh light of the moon, Druid's feet sank slightly in the sand-like quartz crystals that made up the desert. His path was clearly layed out before him. Absolutely nothing as far as the eye could see, and absolutely no one as far as the ear could hear. He must have been destined to be alone. It was an eternal curse. No matter what, these other brutes that filled Hueco Mundo just didn't understand his longing for a family. Well, it didn't matter. They could all go fuck themselves. Then again... maybe they could be useful. After all, they were a sort of family. They had given him a home, access to new abilities, and a sort of friendship/teamwork that normally went along with family.

Staring at the number eight that was tattooed horizontally across his left hand, Druid placed his right hand over the number, still being able to see it through the hollow hole that was oddly placed there. Sighing, both hands dropped to his sides, before he changed his mind and slid them into the pockets of his jacket. Continuing his lonely saunter onwards, he finally saw something. It had taken him several hours, and the only thing he saw was white crystal sand and his shadow, given to him by the large moon shining in the same position forever behind him. What he saw was a large palace. Las Noches. That's what that other guy had called his home, the one who turned him into an arrancar and give him the eight tattoo. He was the one whom told him to go there. Grinning slightly, a single thought flickered through Druid's head. He just may have a family.

Suddenly, something actually broke the silence. A sound that filled his ears as naturally as chocolate cake filled fat people. Wiggling his toes slightly in the sand, he felt tremors rock the earth under him. Something was coming. Something big. Sliding his foot quickly, he half-pivoted, half-slid in order to turn around. There. Something WAS following him. It was an adjuchas around the same size as a menos grande. It appeared to be a flaming moose, or something. A really big flaming moose. And it was clearly about to attack him. Unsheathing Ryuga from his back, Druid burst forward with Sonido and bit deeply into the calf of the beast with his sword. Roaring, the adjuchas lifted it's leg and kicked at Druid with surprising speed. Well that just wouldn't do. Flipping to the side out of the way, Druid launched into the air facing the Moose's head. Charging a Cero in the hole of his left hand while remaining stationary, a large fire ball was charging in the beast's mouth at the same time.

Fire was beginning to get annoying. Firing the Cero, the red ball/beam of energy cut through the fire and shot down into the adjuchas throat, burning him through from the inside as if he had chucked a water balloon filled with acid. Sonidoing above the beast, Druid merely floated along the currents of reishi in the air back to the bottom as the flaming moose's fire died out and his corpse disappeared. Landing lightly on the balls of his feet, Druid wiped the blood on his blade off using the charred corpse of the moose thing. Sliding Ryuga back into his sheathe that clung tightly on his back, Ryuga continued on his merry way, actually smiling slightly. And then he saw it. A large building loomed on the horizon.

Sprinting along down the sand dunes that led to Las Noches, Druid's mind raced. Would they accept him? Were there females? Could he finally have children and raise a good family? Or were they just monsters like the other beasts that roamed this place? Shaking his head to clear them of such thoughts, he continued on his sprint towards the door. In his excitement, he actually managed to slip and fall in the sand, but rolled through it and kept running after even touching his bare feet to the crystals once more. It was very fast, and very amusing. None of it mattered to him though. Spitting out a glob of quarts sand casually, he finally made it to the door. Wiping a thin layer of sweat from his brow, he tweaked his hair to look good and waited a moment for his flushed skin to cool down.

Taking a deep breath, he smiled genuinely and pushed open the massive palace doors. Entering the darkness that existed in the doorway, two words breathed ironically quietly from his mouth, "I'm Home..."

No complaints.

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