Name: Pa Rot Yubastad

Aliases/ Nicknames: Hailfire peaks' fiery side if I know.

Physical Description: Standing at a child's height of only 144 cm which doesn't match his adult features, Pa Rot wears a cyan headband over his forehead with tri-coloured hair hanging over the sides, the colours stylised like a pi graph-green on one third, yellow on the other and red on the other. A tuft of hair for each third sticks up wildly. He has one blue and one orange eye and very light skin, almost bleached white in colour. He's averagely built, not amazingly muscly or anything. His mask remnants consist of two "C" shaped bits of bone on either cheek, opening up towards his facial features. He wears the standard Arrancar jacket but also a white, open, short sleeved jacket over it with fake fur around the edges. He also wears a ring on each of his fingers, each plain and golden. He wears the standard Arrancar legging and footwear. His hollow hole is located in the center of his chest.

Zanpacto: His sheath is quite unusual as it actually takes the form of a black leather whip he keeps coiled up and strapped on to the waistband of his leggings by a black ring. Everything past the handle is just excess however, his real weapon is in fact a rubbery metal sword which can double as both a whip and a blade. It can be flexible when needed and solidify when necessary too. The handle is black and the hand guard takes the form of a rather boring rectangle, aside from the fact there are miniature mirrors embedded on to either side of the rectangular hand guard. The blade itself is around 160 cm long. The sheath has acquired a sheath of its own seemingly exactly the same as the other except its wider so that it can fit over both the sheath and blade and is also made from various materials as opposed to Pa Rot's reiatsu.

Ressurecion:

Loro

Release command: Mimic

In this form two white, cloak like wings droop over Pa Rot's shoulders down to his ankles. His hair extends down to his waist and retains its tufts. His headband and rings remain. His jacket disappears. His helmet grows and the top half of the "C" extends up to his forehead before turning into what looks like the top half of a parrot's beak drooping over his face. Plumes of bright feathers of randomly assorted colours-blue, orange, green, yellow and red-are attached to his torso but his appearance is as it was prior to the transformation from the waist downwards.

This form allows him to fly, use his wings as shields as if they were metallic and most importantly allows him to use any special technique he has seen used in person. This doesn't mean to become as strong as somebody it just allows him to use their "moves"(like Grimmjow's darts or Abirama's steel feathers) at the same level of power as them.

Special Accessories: 10 plain, golden rings. Artificial zanpakuto sheath.

Skills: Skilled analyst.

Abilities: Standard Arrancar powers.

Personality: Pa Rot will say whatever comes to mind in his mind's 16th sub-mind's mind. That being some snide and slightly childish remark. Sometimes it can verge on being quite cruel. He dislikes charging into a situation where he'll die but if confident in himself he might do so. He believes his life expendable so long as he doesn't die an ordinary soldier's death. That is to say, he wants his death to mean something. His true nature is a mystery.

Biography/History: Pa Rot was often encouraged by his father to join in with the crowd more. He eventually gave in and ended up copying everyone else. He got into a bad crowd in his teenage years and got involved in a gang war in which he had his face shot off then swallowed it and choked then puked out all his internal organs and, shockingly enough, died. He then went up through the Hollow ranks to parrot-type adjuchas and became an Arrancar. He now decides to draw away from the norm. For a while he worked under Sigeric as a fraccion but after being attacked for unruliness by his Espada he killed Sigeric and took his rank.

For more detail see this incredibly beautiful thread.


Powers:

Cero, Bala, Sonido, Pesquisa, Garganta, Hierro, Gonzui.

Number: 6

Roleplay sample: Pa Rot took a sharp right turn down the hall inside Las Noches only to unceremoniously trip over his own feet and go tumbling down the stairs. After several steps his foot touched ground and he used it to propel himself forwards through the air, landing on his feet mere centimeters away from Tosen who was walking past at the time.

"I really wish I had hit you" Pa Rot blurted.

"Who said that?" Tosen asked looking vacantly around. Pa Rot shook his head and walked off down another hallway but noticed Aizen coming the same way.

"You're looking pleased with yourself today" Pa Rot commented.

"There are many pleasing warriors joining our cause..." Aizen replied with his usual confident expression. It was almost as if he was looking straight through into Pa Rot as they locked eyes "All willing to even die for me"

Pa Rot's eyebrow twitched in annoyance. He did notice something though... to an Arrancar like himself, in a building filled with his kind, speaking so confidently like this, Aizen was that enigma Pa Rot was interested in. People will always blindly follow the norm. Aizen was what created the norm around there. As it was now, Pa Rot didn't see this norm as a worthy cause.

"I bet you're happy about that" Pa Rot answered masking his emotion with one of carefree joy. However, Aizen had already noticed that he had hit a nerve earlier.

'This one may be a "problem child"...' he thought.

"I look forward to seeing how well you do on the battlefield" Aizen finished then walked off past Pa Rot. That was his way. Never talking for long to those he deemed as second rate. Pa Rot glanced back at him.

'Three words from you and I am certain I will destroy you...' he thought to himself.