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 Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2009 6:24 pm
 Name: Bob Aliases/Nicknames: Bob Age: 18 (If you want to go by actual years, he's 167) Physical Description: Bob is 6'1, has a fit build but his not to ripped, he has short brown hair with hazel eyes to match. Bob always wears the outfit he died in refusing to wear a shinigami robe because he feels that if he conforms he will lose a part of himself. His oufit consist of brown loafer, long brown pants with a white collared shirt with a silk red vest to go with. Bob also has a small old fashioned tie that he wears at all times to finish the outfit. Bob has a broad face giving him a gentleman persona when he arrives. Bob's hands have burn scars all over them, he rarely talks about them and keeps his hands in his pockets most of the time so people will not ask. Zanpaktou spirit: NaconZankpaktou: Tenga (Grace)Kuzo's zanpakuto is a normal sized rapier that has a gold handle. The sword is quite light making it easy to maneuver in battle. Shikai:
Call Out Phrase: Shine
Description: After Bob yells out the phrase he will raise up his sword and a swirl of light will surround the sword and it will dissolve. Bob will seem to be without a weapon but in exchange gains a new one. Bob gains the ability to manipulate photons. These photons will be literal energy, allowing Bob to manipulate something that is very strong and resistant to most elements. When focussed they can cause burns and attacks are much similar to many reiatsu based attacks (ex: cero) So depending upon how strong Bob is he may be able to counter and defend about anything. Bob also get's a pair of Daggers though he prefer's not to use them unless completely necessary.
Daikin: Basic Manipulation of photons, Ex: barrier's, and blunt blasts, glove (After training can cause burns when contact is made. if released when contact is made the energy can be used as a brute force attack and repel the enemy back)
Bakuha: Bob will build up the photons into his open palm and launch a concentrated beam of photos This beam is similar to a cero and with training can counter come kidou and cero
Tama: Bob will open his palm and a sphere of photons will appear. He will throw this and as it makes contact with anything it will cause a large explosion.
(More to come if your allowed to have more than 3)
Bankai: NOT YET ACHIEVED (I'm not gonna write it up until I achieve it)
Special Accessories: None
Skills and Abilities: Bob was trained in many ways of hand to hand combat so he is naturally skilled at hand to hand fighting. Bob also has heightened reflex's and reactions from his training in martial arts.
Personality: Bob is very kind and caring. He is also quite joking and playful most of the time. He's also a team player and prefer's to fight on a team so that he will have someone who can make up for his weaknesses. Though he does know when to get serious and does not joke much while training or fighting. Bob is calm in almost any situation allowing him to think up strategies.
Powers:
Kidou:
Bakudo:
Others:
Biography/History: Bob was born in London england on Febuary 11th, 1824. Bob was born into one of the richest families of england. From the time v was able to walk he was put into edicate school and taught tons of different styles of martial arts. By the age of 8 Bob was a black belt in several different types of martial arts. At the age of 10 he entered the circuit and began fighting tons of other people from other countries. At the age of 16 Bob was one of the top martial artists. Then at the age of 17 he entered the world tornament. Bob made it all the way to the final round. Right as it was about to begin Bob saw a women in the stand who he instantly fell in love with. He forfeited the match just so he could go and talk to her. Within 6 months Bob was married to her. 9 months later they had their first child. Bob was happy, for the one time in his life he wasn't busy fighting and could just relax. After around 4 months of happiness. Bob was out getting food when he heard screams. He ran to his house only to see it in flames. Bob ran in and managed to get his wife and son out. A grin swept across his face as he looked upon them seeing they were ok. He then looked upon his hands to find that they were burnt. Bob then heard another scream from the building, He rushed back in only to see the door collapse in behind him. He stood in his living room with a sigh as he now saw there was no escape. Thoughts poured in about how his family was going to get by and who let out the scream that led him in here to his death. Within minutes Bob died of smoke inhalation. Bob woke up on the outside of the building. He sat up amazed that he didn't die, he looked upon his smoldering house with a slight sigh but then saw his family, He smiled as he ran up and attempted to embrace his wife and child only to notice that his hands went right through them, Bob looked at his family eyes filled with sorrow as he tried to hold his child not being able to even get him to notice. Bob then spent the next three weeks following his wife and child having to endure the pain of being invisible to everyone around him. On the third week he was walking home with them when suddenly a mugger came and killed both Bob's wife and son. Bob had to stand and watch as his son and wife were killed. Bob then chased after the mugger once he had finished killing his family only to hear a great roar from the other side of town. The roar caused Bob to freeze, he turned slowly and for an unknown reason rushed over to see a man running towards him, the man was shouting to run, to get away and hide from this creature. Bob was caught off guard surprised that the man could see and speak to him. Bob watch as the man got closer when suddenly a huge arm suddenly shot out from the roof of a building grabbing the man. Bob watched frozen by curiosity as the man was devoured. Bob's eyes suddenly widened as he saw that the huge creature had set it's eyes upon him. Bob took a step back as he hear it let out a torrential roar that seemed to shake the ground. The beast leaped at him, it's huge body came at him the beast resembled a gorilla though it had an odd white mask on and seemed to have a hole where it's heart should be, Bob stood watching wondering if he could die twice. Suddenly a voice was heard yelling to duck, Bob ducked and rolled so he could get a look at the source of the yelling. He looked upon a man wearing black robe with a white jacket. The man had medium length white hair and was well built. Bob looked upon him noticing a 69 imprinted on his chest. Bob watching as the man as wind began to swirl around him and the blade. Bob watched now awstruck wondering how someone could do that. Suddenly the man's blade turned into a dagger and the blade began to glow green. The man swung his dagger as wind erupted out. Bob watched and then looked at the beast as it fell into many different pieces. Bob watched as it then seemed to dissolve turning into nothing, "What was that?" Bob thought as he stood up, He then looked back to the man watching him as he walked up, "Were can I learn to do that?" Bob said looking at him, the man let out a slight sigh before bringing up his dagger. Bob looked wondering if he was next as the dagger turned back into a sword, Though the swing was to slow and the but of the blade just barely tapped Bob's head. "What is this? Peace is washing over me like a calm river, seeming to sooth every part of me" Bob thought as his vision began to blur and he drifted off into another world.
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 9:24 pm
Name: Zinnia (Zin-nia)
Aliases/ Nicknames: There are no other nicknames
Physical Description: Zinnia looks like a nineteen year old teenager, with fair skin, and black hair that reaches all the way down to the middle of her back. She is 120 pounds, most of them being muscle, because she used to love wrestling back in high school. She used to beat all the women in the women's wrestling league, that she got to try out against the same men that were her weight class, which she of course beat with no sweat. Her curves are nice, her bra size is very small, (being only a b cup), and her butt is small as well. She was not one of the very sexy girls in school, more like the very tomboyish ones in school. Her eyes are chocolate brown, and she stands at 5'7.
Zanpakuto: "Black Dragon", Zinnia is one of the many people that woudl rather fight unarmed, and with her Dragon Arts skills, but it is her zanpakuto that would bring out her skills, whether she is holding it, or just has it nearby her. Her zanpakuto allows her to bring out the Dragon Arts, a sacred martial arts technique that allows her to provide elemental moves to bind with her martial arts moves. Many Dragon Arts moves are given with simply her zanpakuto.
Shikai: (Not yet Accomplished) "Dragonmaster", as the name implies, within the shikai powers, Zinnia learns more about her Dragon Arts, giving her more access to spells that would be considered either risky, or downright suicide.
Bankai: (Not yet accomplished) "Extinction", the last form, a form that as the name implies, could be the extinction for the Dragon Arts master. Many of the moves within her Bankai are suicide, and the rest are able to drain her once the move is over. Zinnia goes into a fade of state, letting the spirits of the Dragon arts taking over, many spirits taking over her body. This increases her dodging, speed, and full body maneuverability. But she doesn't last long with it, so unless she is going to die anyway, she would use it. The more she uses it however, the longer it will last, despite the risk.
Special Accessories: Zinnia carries around a necklace that was given to her by a boy that she liked. It is the shape of a flower, the actual Zinnia flower. The flower part is pure diamond, while the rest is silver, what she considers to be beautiful.
Skills: Zinnia is very trained within hand to hand skills, and she also knows what to do within usual human injuries, and her reflexes are second to none, being that she loved to play many hand and foot-eye coordination games.
Abilities: Zinnia is a fair balance of both speed and strength, but the Dragon Arts increase both of those stats, making her a deadly weapon. She is also smart, being that she dedicated herself to school during the time that she had left. She has skills in first aid as well, being that she read into the subject more, when it was being taught in high school.
Personality: Zinnia is a very calm girl, being that life had passed by in a monotonous and repetitive tone, until she had been killed. She however would not talk much towards people that she would consider a threat, and she would talk only little to people that she didn't know. She was hit on a lot, by the guys, so she knows all the lingo that guys say to pick up girls, but she doesn't know any lingo on the other way around, on how to show a guy that she likes him. She missed out on love as well, so someone trying to trick her, or playing a practical joke on her by dating her, would work hook line, and sinker. She is dedicated to the people that are her friends, and will give her life for her friends.
Biography/History: Zinnia was born in the United States, under Rebecca and Anthony, in California. Zinnia was always wanting to rely on her school work once she had gotten into school, despite her parents wanting her to at least have a little bit of a social life. However, Zinnia relied on her school work, instead of her friends, which helped her, but being since she was not going to be in the long run, it would have been good to have at least one friend. Zinnia focused on high school, with the desire to become a doctor, while teaching martial arts classes. It was until Zinnia came upon a book, a book inside of her own library that was thrown in the trash, because someone thought that there was nothing but pure lies within it. Zinnia uncovered the book, and after following it's instructions carefully, and reading it after she finished her homework every night, she found out a more deadly type of martial arts, martial arts that were almost unable to be used within the human world. Her death was the next day, on April 7th. She had gotten out of martial arts class and was walking down the street by herself. It was 9:00 at night. A hand had grabbed ahold of Zinnia's waist and pulled her into a dark alleyway. A gun was put to her head. Zinnia's eyes widened, as the man pulled her onto his lap. "No..." She said. After an hour of pain, and suffering, and the desire to be dead, her wish was finally granted, and a bullet was put through her heart. A heart that was never able to feel love, see what it was like. She only got to feel what her first time would be, despite it being a rape.
Powers:
Dragon Arts:
Black Dragon: Dragon Rush, Dragon Stomp,
White Dragon biggrin ragon Claw, Dragon Force
Red Dragon: Dragon Fire, Dragon Skin
Blue Dragon: Dragon Wing, Dragon Breath, Dragon Slash
Shikai:
Dragon Arts: Dragon Blast, Dragon Defense, Dragon Attack, Dragon Cleave
Bankai:
Dragon Form
Hyperactive Dragon Arts
Final Attack
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Posted: Tue May 26, 2009 4:08 am
Name: Kokuriden Rokera
Aliases/ Nicknames: Roke (Pronounced "Roak")
Physical Description:
-Age - Died at age 16, spiritual age and appearance is 22.
-Height - 6'0"
-Weight - 190 lb
-Body Type - Body Builder/Slender
-Eye Color - A light blue, almost gray. The area around his pupil is a small starburst of white-green, a sign of future blindness.
-Skin Color - A shade below pale, about average Caucasian white skin tone, but a bit whiter.
-Hair Color/Style - Jet black. Excellently maintained, it is very smooth and naturally highlighted with a lighter black tone. It is jaw length in the back, with bangs that reach down to the tip of the nose. The majority of the bangs fall to left side of his face, with a about a quarter of them that cover the right side of his face. The hair is not styled any other way, it falls naturally down.
-Physical Description -
Rokera has a martial artist's physique. Power, but compact, and explosive. He moves warily and gracefully, as a result of years of mental training in his physical life. His shoulders ripple with muscle, flowing downward into his arms which are too compact. He has little to no fat anywhere on his body. His torso is defined, with a small set of abdominal muscles. Almost out of place, his legs are deceptively skinny, with only hardened slates of calf muscle to show any kind of physical training. Rokera moves gracefully, and smoothly. He steps lightly and warily, always perceptive and intuitive about his surroundings. However, he may also walk along rather ungracefully at times, for he is prone to daydreaming and deep thought, which cause him to lose touch with the outside world. It's a (un)healthy mix of those two states.
Zanpacto: Yumekusari (Combining two Japanese words, meaning "Dream Chain".) The spirit inside the blade takes the form of man-like creature, wrapped in gray cloth. Black and white chains wrap around the entirety of it's body, with every chain meeting at the spirit's hands, forming claws of black and white. It ethereally glides along, touching the ground only when necessary. Only one eye is revealed on it's face, the other covered with cloth. The eye appears to be blind, yet sparkles with life and a gleeful joy.
In sealed form, the sword is slightly shorter than a normal zanpakuto. The tsuba is black, with two white rings piercing it's left side. The handle is decorated with a standard diamond pattern, but with black diamonds and a white background.
Shikai: (Not Yet Attained) "Bind, Yumekusari!" His signature release is to slash in a half moon in front of him, then circle to the left upwards, flicking his blade when it reaches his right side. Yumekusari grows to normal Zanpakuto length, while an ivory chain is wrapped around his right arm, up to the shoulder. The tsuba grows into a star shape which dangles with miniature chains. The blade itself is now a deep black, which extends outward two and a half feet. The last half foot is a five pointed star, with two arms extending to each side, with one longer arm extending out the top of the blade that tapers to a wickedly sharp point. A split running through the middle of the blade allows the blade to split in half, either on just the blade or the entire sword.
Chains allow Yumekusari to be thrown at a distance of about 60 feet. Focusing reiatsu into the chains allows them to be controlled, along with the blade, in midflight. However, the blade is limited to three full force strike attempts before it must be reined in. Once the blade is in contact with Rokera, he may repeat the technique.
Solid spirit energy and a little of Rokera's reiatsu are the material that makes up the chain. The chain may be broken by somebody with a much higher reiatsu than Rokera, or if it is struck directly with a concentrated burst of powerful spirit energy: say, a powerful kido (The kido needed to break increases in strength as Rokera's reiatsu increases), or a technique similar to Ichigo's Getsuga Tenjho. If broken, the blade and the chain all the way up to the arm it sprang from fades into the air. The blade appears back in Rokera's hand, but the chain will remain broken for about 30 seconds. That is the time needed for the spirit energy to reform and the reiatsu to harden each link.
Note: The chains on the arm protect it from the same blows as the extended chain does.
Shikai Skills (Not Yet Obtained, Therefore Not Described)
Heaven's Charge - Unattained
The Twin Dreamers - Unattained
Blinding Shield of Clouds - Unattained
Dream God's Grasp - Unattained
Silent Call - Unattained
Reversal of Fates - Unattained
Bankai: (VERY Far from being obtained.) Nightmare's Embrace of Hallowed Chains
The standard Soul Reaper uniform is replaced with white robes, with the sleeves ripped off, and the left shoulder. Black chains wrap both arms. The chains meld into clawed gauntlets on each hand, with white claws. Rokera's eyes are now completely pale blue, and a black tattoo runs up the side of his face, and it shifts around eerily. His spirit energy emanates as a white aura from the chains.
The chains themselves are remarkable. They can go straight through ordinary objects without disturbing them if Rokera wishes them to. They also have the ability to change into weapons and guards, connected by a chain to Rokera. If the Zanpakuto is revealed in this form, it takes the form of a scythe with a handle of shadows and a blade of pure, white spirit energy. If desired, Rokera can also use the weapon forms to channel spirit energy into blasts of darkness. In extreme cases, he can also drop all of his defense and focus all of his reiatsu into a single point, with devastating power increases.
Rokera's body also undergoes special enhancements. For one, he can shift through objects, and allow normal attacks without spiritual enhancement to pass through him and his weapons. A solid blast of energy can break weapons in this form, but it must be VERY strong and VERY fast in order to connect. Rokera may use shadows to guard these attacks, but if any of the chain is struck with enough spiritual force, it will be stuck in it's current form, and no longer able to go through objects. The other enhancement is speed. His reaction speed and perception is increased, as it is with most bankais, but he can also appear out of any part of the chain at any given moment he wishes to.
The three key weaknesses are as follows:
Spirit energy attacks. They can freeze his weapons and prevent him from using teleportation attacks, and prevent him from shifting around attacks.
Lack of defense. Some of the more powerful techniques involve using defense power to attack. This leaves openings in his defense that otherwise wouldn't be there.
Spirit energy usage. This Bankai is incredibly dependent on the strength of the user. It burns reiatsu and spirit energy like a Hummer burns gas. When a special skill is used, it takes time to rebuild the energy needed to pull off that same attack, making it hard to do successive attacks of the same kind. Also, chain control requires a constant flow of energy, which is another sucker.
Bankai Techniques: There May Never Be Any. Therefore, there will be none listed.
Special Accessories:
Cloud Necklace - Rokera's favorite necklace from when he was alive. A single wispy cloud of metal on a black cord is all that it is. It somehow stayed with him upon his entry into the Soul Society. It has a minor ability to help abate the spirit pressure of others by absorbing a small amount of the strain put upon Rokera. This energy cannot be used from the amulet.
Small Black Notebook - A record of all the teachings that Rokera has taken notes on. It also contains his own works, doodles, poetry, and so on. He can be found reading this in his spare time.
Skills:
Grace - Rokera has a high amount of stability and balance, due to martial arts training.
Spirit Focus - By unnoticeably increasing his spiritual pressure, Rokera can break a sleep or daydream like state and raise his levels of focus and perception. This only works on self-afflicted states, not those forced on Rokera.
Abilities:
Basic Kido (1-10)
Bakudou:
Level 1 – Sai “Restrain”
Level 4 – Hainawa “Crawling Rope”
Level 8 – Seki “Barrier”
Level 9 – Geki “Counter”
Hadou:
Level 1 -Sho “Thrust”
Level 4 – Byakurai “White Lightning”
Personality:
Rokera has a very dutiful side. During his training and duties, he is generally very serious and focused. However, his natural tendency is to be easy going and good natured. He can't help but smile in most situations, no matter how bad they may seem. A loner by nature, he likes companionship from others but usually does not pursue it. From a first glance, he looks impassive and untrusting. If you find the courage to talk to him, you'll find the first thing he does is smile, immediately warming up to his new acquaintance. He is very passionate about his beliefs, but not so much that it clouds his judgement. When making decisions, Rokera leaves out emotions and feelings. He calculates every piece coldly, and does what must be done. Other than that, he has an odd habit of going off on his daydreams, constantly thinking of ways to better himself, others, and sometimes other humorous escapades. His mood can dramatically fluctuate, from being serious and dutiful to goofy and mischevious. His large heart and decisiveness makes him an implacable ally and friend.
Biography/History:
Rokera was born in the United States, October 18th, 1987.
A firey youth, his parents had no choice but to send him to a foster home. They could simply not put up with his antics any more. At his new home, Rokera was constantly being beaten by the other children. At a young age of 7, he was forced to try to hold his own against 12 year olds, who were much bigger than him, and stronger. It took three years of that abuse, when he was 10 years old, before his foster parents realized what had been happening to him. At that point, Rokera had already begun to understand combat, and hate anyone who bulled people smaller than them. His parents soon enrolled him in a martial arts school, just so he could learn to defend himself.
He learned much from those 6 years in that school. It taught him control and patience, virtues he had lived long without. His body had become tough and lean, a weapon in his hands. They also taught him social skills; how to laugh and enjoy people, not regard them as potential enemies. He was still a loner, but had a few very good friends. His intelligence was also apparent, acing every sort of exam thrown at him. He was looking forward to a successful life. Key word, "was".
"Everybody get down! I've got a gun!"
The whole class erupted into motion and noise as they fell to the floor. Rokera was among them. His heart raced as he gazed down at the tattered boots of the assailant. He stepped quickly and anxiously; he obviously was nervous. Cold crept into Rokera's stomach as he realized who's voice it was. It was one of his classmates; a big, stupid fellow. He was mentally unstable.
"Everyone, in the corner, now!"
Motion erupted again, as the flock of scared students rushed to make the attacker's demands. Rokera remained hidden. The attacker began to speak to the class, yelling and crying, gun shaking in his hand. Rokera couldn't hear him; he was deep in his own thoughts.
He'll kill them..he'll kill my friends. My classmates. Blood will be shed. That must be prevented. I have so much to lose, but so do they. They won't do anything, but just sit and be slaughtered. Damn it...
What will I do...?
The attacker began to shout louder, and now pointed the barrel squarely at the bunch of students. Some began to cry, others yelled, some prayed for something to help them.
Sacrifices must be made, and I must be the one to do so.
Rokera lunged out of his hiding spot, a pair of scissors in his right hand. His eyes were blank, as if he knew he was going to die. The sights swung towards him. His heart skipped a beat. The sharp metal in his hand drove home in a fleshy neck. A strangled scream erupted from a masked face.
But the loudest sound was the sound of a trigger clicking. The bullet ripped itself a hole, straight through Rokera's heart. He crumpled into a bloody heap next to the assailant, thinking his final thought as a living being.
One life, for many. What a way to go..
He was later admitted into the soul society, via a soul reaper. He spent months as a petty thief in the Rukon District, which was made harder by the fact that his death had erased his knowledge of martial arts techniques. Luckily, he retained his flexibility and movement knowledge. He did not like his life, but he had to eat in a world without hunger, so he did what had to be done. He was constantly training himself in his spare time, so he could someday enter the Soul Reaper Academy. It paid off, because he did.
He passed all of his classes with good marks. It was an odd situation, really. All of the physical demonstration classes he passed with advanced marks, but he had trouble with a lot of his study classes. His excuse was that he just couldn't help but daydream. He developed his own form of spiritual control that allowed him to stay focused, which eventually he began to do every minute of the day, without thinking. That enabled him to study, catching up on his class work and passing with good marks. It helped that he had only a few friends, due to the fact that others avoid him because his unusual amount of spiritual pressure made them feel uncomfortable. He now is a graduate of the Soul Reaper Academy, and that is where our true story begins.
Powers:
Kido:
Bakudou:
Level 1 – Sai “Restrain”
Level 4 – Hainawa “Crawling Rope”
Level 8 – Seki “Barrier”
Level 9 – Geki “Counter”
Hadou:
Level 1 -Sho “Thrust”
Level 4 – Byakurai “White Lightning”
Basic Hand to Hand training
Basic Zanpakuto Training
Minor Spiritual Pressure Defense (Cloud Necklace)
Grace
Spirit Focus
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2009 4:58 pm
Name: Kuchiha Aizakku
Aliases/ Nicknames: None yet.
Rank:
Physical Description:
-Age - Spiritual and now actual: Twenty, Appears and died at the age of: Seventeen
-Height - 5’6’’
-Weight - 110 lbs
-Constitution - Runner’s build: thin, but toned and conditioned.
-Eye Color - Pale green
-Skin Color - Lightly tanned.
-Hair Color/Style - Dirty blonde. Aizakku’s hair is generally messy and unkempt. Due to strange layering that his hair does naturally, most strands may reach a little past his ear tips while others may be only half that length. Generally, he hates it.
-Physical Description -
Aizakku is deceptively built for a potential warrior. Under the Shinigami uniform Aizakku seems puny, it adds nicely to the shock value. Arms and legs are both definitive and well formed. Aizakku’s torso is pretty much the same way, abdominals and pectorals about what is expected of a conditioned teen. His jaw line is rather sharp, but otherwise normal. His style of casual clothes are usually bright colors and khaki material lower garments.
Gigai: Aizakku’s gigai has the same physical appearance as the actual Aizakku, but the closes his gigai generally starts with is a yellow and gray sports fleece, tan khaki shorts, and a pair of brown sneakers.
Zanpakuto:
Kutswa - The melding of the words ’Peace’ and ’Pain.’
- Normal Form - Average katana appearance, but two inches longer than the average length. Sheath and hilt are black.
- Shikai Form - Release: “Shudder and quake, Kutswa!” Kutswa takes the appearance of a falchion, a more broadsword like blade with a light angle at the tip. Blade color becomes a sandy brown while the hilt loses its guard almost completely. Unachieved
-Shikai Abilities -
- Gale Waltz - The spirit wave attack, allows for distant targets to be engaged. Until trained efficiently, it will only reach about 20 feet.
- Judgment - Uses an attack that looks similar to the Gale Waltz, but is aimed toward the ground, effectively spraying debris in the direction the sword was swung. Spirit energy is transferred through the debris and shot at an angle of Aizakku’s choosing, though input can only be done once. Spirit energy only adds weak damage. More of a ‘shock’ attack.
- More to be developed as more thought is applied.
- Bankai Form - Shins, forearms, hands, foots and head become armed with several guards and blades. Shin guards leave the calves open but have spikes at the superior sections. The middle has a blade that extends from two inches from the superior blades and end two inches before the other end of the guard. The forearm guards are similar in design, spikes towards the wrist end with blades at the elbows. His hands and feet only receive reinforcement, hands getting open ended gloves with reinforced knuckles and the back of his hand. His usual sandals being replaced by zori style sandals with reinforced instep. Aizakku’s head then adorns a fitted metal band with a three inch metal horn. All materials pertaining to the Bankai transformation are folded steel, similar to the way a katana is made, only much larger. His Shinigami uniform is replaced with a simple design change, making it easier to move and incorporate the new weapons. The biggest change is that he no longer has sleeves, aside of course from the weapons and armor. Unachieved
- Bankai Abilities -
- To be developed as Aizakku gets closer to achieving Bankai.
Special Accessories:
None for now.
Skills:
All physical combat skills are instinct based, Aizakku has to to go through any kind of formal training.
Abilities:
Only the most basic of Kidou,
Bakudō
- 1. Sai/Restrain
- 4. Hainawa/Crawling Rope
- 8. Seki/Barrier
- 9. Geki/Hit
Hadō
- 1. Sho/Thrust
- 4. Byakurai/White Lightning
Personality:
Aizakku is a little nutty at times, but is genuinely calm at mind with most situations. Unless of course they’re new and terrifying, he generally doesn’t do too well with those. Aizakku is also unused to people not liking him, so should there be someone that he gets the bloodlust vibe from, he will likely try his hardest to impress that single person. His hyperactivity can usually catch many off guard, but annoy the others. He has few triggers for anger and sadness, though he can easily hit extremes such as murderous white rages or suicide attempts.
The only discretions that Aizakku will absolutely not brook is the theft of food items. His own or anyone else’s, if it‘s out of spite or cruelty that is. Aizakku is tolerant and tries to keep and open mind, so he could understand a lot of different situations.
Biography/History:
Aizakku is Japan born, but his family had moved to America when he was about three years old. His birthday is/was December tenth, ironically the day of his death as well. But that comes later, anyway. Aizakku was an only child of two loving parents, one American, the other Japanese. He had received his mother's appearance dominantly over his father's, so he appeared more North American than Japanese, thus he was given a Japanese name. His parents got along well with each other and were good to Aizakku, he loved them just as much back. At the age of fifteen he had decided that he wanted to be a bioengineer and set up his high school schedule to compensate for it. Within his high school he didn’t have many enemies, though he was prepared to deal them if he had to. Sports-wise, Aizakku was both a tennis player and a soccer player. Playing defense for a soccer position and first ranked singles for tennis.
When not performing either of these activities, Aizakku could usually be found with either a book in his face or his face buried in a video game. The day of his death, he had left his home to run to the store, he knew his parents had planned the ever childish surprise party, but he didn’t really mind that much. However, on his way he was approached by several of his high school enemies, whom he had shamed in class the day before. A prank, specially designed by Aizakku to disgrace them and destroy any reputation they had. It worked, and the group was even suspended for a month. This group was armed with a baseball bat (Unfortunately the metal kind), a single knife, and three improvised weapons. They hadn’t originally intended to kill him, but of obviously they did due to a strange twist of fate. They brought a knife, what did they expect? Aizakku doesn’t know what had happened to him, his spirit had somehow blacked out and when he awoke the Chain of Fate was shattered. Days later he was found and ‘rescued’ by a Shinigami.
Powers:
- Basic instinctual combat techniques.
- Ten most basic kidou: Sai,
- No formal training and Shikai and Bankai have not been achieved.
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