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PostPosted: Sat Jun 20, 2009 1:42 am


Name:
Llamativo Tormenta [Striking Tempest]

Number:
4/15

Aliases/ Nicknames:
Matt, or Mat-Kun

Physical Description:
Standing about 6' even, and weighing in at about 165lb.. He is normally muscular for his size, almost no fat plagues his body. His hair is a short messing, grayish, brown. Llamativo has scruff over his face and neck from being too lazy to shave it. He has gray eyes with a black tint to the outside. Llamativo's body is covered with scars that have been stitched up like he has already been through the mortuary. He has a tan, and also he claims he is as light as he gets. Llamativo is too lazy to really keep up with styles, so his outfit consist of a normal white hakama, with a tight top. Sleeveless, with a 'V' neck going all the way down to almost his navel. The edges of the top is outlined with a black trim. His hole is about four inches in diameter, it is located in the center of his chest. The remains of his Hollow mask is on his cheek bone. Looking like a trident that is connected at the base of where it starts slightly arching off on either side except for the middle one.

Zanpacto & Resurreccion:
Zanpacto: Caída Arroyo[Falling Stream] - The blade of Llamativo's Zanpacto is four feet long exactly. While the hilt is about a foot in a half. The hilt and sheath is emerald in color. A color that Llamativo isn't a fan of. It just doesn't strike him as his color. The hilt guard is simple. Just the form of a river weaving in and out of the blade.

Resurreccion: Aletear Ante Tristeza [Wave of Sorrow] - As Llamativo releases his Resurreccion, his appearance is altered like every other Arrancar. The remains of his mask on his cheek stretches across his face, and back into a crown of spikes on the back of his head. A line across where his eyes are is the only way for him to see. The rest of his face is a flat mask. A pure white cloak with fur along the bottom covers his head, and body. Along with this his arms are elongated down to where his hands become claws which can easily be used as an attacking device.

Resurreccion Ability:
The main ability of Llamativo's Resurreccion has to do with altered Cero blast. forming in the middle of his claw like hands, Llamativo alters the Cero blast into many smaller rain sized blast to fire at the enemy. Every second of this rain attack feels like being stuck by one Cero blast. Basically using his speed, and advance Cero blast, Lamativo can form the Cero blast into many shapes of attacking.

Special Accessories:
Llamativo wears long, white, fingerless gloves that stretch halfway up his forearm. He has a lip ring, two piercing in his left ear, and three in his right. Llamativo also has a raindrop shaped charm that hangs off his wrist, the only thing he has from when he was a human.

Abilities:
Llamativo has a strong Cero, along with that he is an all around Arrancar. He is a fair swordsman, but nowhere near the best, he has a fast Sonido, but not the fastest by far.

Personality:
Basically the best way to describe Llamativo is, Lazy, no good, free loader. He will do as least as possible to get by. Fighting just annoys him, but he still loves it. Llamativo is playful, and sarcastic, along with someone that won't get what your saying the first time. Isn't best to beat it in him the first time. Along with liking to fight, he also loves to met new people, despite if their a enemy or a friend it doesn't really matter. Llamativo doesn't like for his emotions to get to him, but sometimes they do. Its just something he can't avoid sometimes.

Biography/History:
The only thing Llamativo remembers from his life before a Hollow is that he lived in Mexico City. Before death he was hit by a car. Presumed dead, he was sent to the mortuary, when they began to slice him open Llamativo was killed. He held a grudge against the person that hit him by the car, a grudge to the person that sliced him opened. Llamativo became a Hollow instantly. When he did Llamativo began to feed, and didn't stop...

Powers:

Cero: The key weapon used by all hollows, this destructive power is nothing more than a beam of red destructive energy that completely engulfs the target. Llamativo can preform Cero almost without any stance at all.
Bala (Spanish for Bullet): Fired from the fist, a Bala is the alternative to the Cero, allowing arrancars to fire bolts of destructive energy at extreme speeds. However they are much weaker than a normal Cero but they are twenty times faster.
Gran rey cero
Garganta
Negacion
Hierro (Spanish for Iron): The hardened flesh of all Arrancar. It can easily sand up to the blade of a zanpacto bare handed…
Pesquisa (Spanish for Inquiry): The ability of all Arrancar to sense spiritual pressure…
Sonido (Spanish for Sound: The equivalent of a Shinigami’s Flash Step (Shunpo)

Role-Play Example:
...As every other, today was a lazy day. Matt laid across the top of a large ivory colored rock. It was cool to the touch, so it was perfect for sleeping upon. His body was stretched out across, with his left foot planted on the rock, and his knee in the air. All of a sudden from his almost asleep form, Matt heard foot steps across the sand. He let out a sigh. It was someone that much he knew, but who he really didn't want to know. The noise stopped suddenly. Matt tilted his head to the side and barely opened his right eye lid. It was Tosen. Standing there with his ever consent dull look across his face. Matt was always curious as to what Tosen's eyes looked like. Ever since he had known him, Tosen's eyes were covered by that fabric. "What is it?" Matt asked in a bothered tone. Tosen didn't speak. It seemed to time had come for Matt to fight Tosen, well someone to see if he was able to become a Arrancar...

...Matt rose to his feet with a deep sigh. Adjusting his shirt so it was even he glanced back at Tosen. "Who starts?" He asked curiously. Suddenly Tosen vanished from sight. Matt glanced to his left. Judging by Tosen holding his Zanpacto in his left hand it meant he was right handed. Most swordsmen rushed at the opponent from the opposite side of their slashing hand for easier strikes. There he saw Tosen with his blade released. Matt preformed simple things when he was fighting. It was just his style. With his hand around the sheath, Matt flicked his thumb up, hitting the hilt guard his hilt shot up blocking the slash just before it struck Matt. His Zanpacto was knocked back down into its sheath. Upon this Tosen wasn't surprised. He almost instantly began the next attack. Be to no avail. Matt had already preformed Sonido, and was behind Tosen with his finger lazily extended. "Cero..." he muttered. As he did a blast of crimson reiatsu shot out...

...Tosen dodged it just after glancing over his shoulder. It seemed too simple for Tosen to do so. Matt felt the reiatsu of Tosen's rise, glancing up he saw Tosen above him. Sonidoing once more, Matt came down above Tosen with his Zanpacto released, its huge blade came down toward Tosen. It was a simple attack, but it wasn't the main attack. With his free hand on the dull edge of the blade, Matt released a Cero blast from his Zanpacto. It seemed Tosen was hit, but just after the blast left the blade Matt felt the p***k of a blade to the back of his neck. "Good Job..." Tosen said in a non emotional tone. Matt let out a sigh. Even though he had lost, Matt figure it must have been enough to impress Tosen, even though he didn't think so...

[If something is off just tell me and i'll be more than pleased to change it...]
PostPosted: Fri Jun 26, 2009 7:02 pm


Name: Naero Klierrionde (Nay-row Klee-air-ee-on-dee)

Number: 47

Aliases/ Nicknames:
Referred to as "Nay" by a few.

Physical Description:
Naero stands at the height of a tall human, at around 6'4". His shoulders are muscular, but not very large. His torso is also compact and slight, along with his legs. Under his Arrancar regalia, Naero has the appearance of a fit human, no body builder by any standard whatsoever.

His hair is a very vibrant red, split into two bangs that frame the sides of his face. (I'm sorry, I believe the hair on my avatar is red, but I have color blindness to that color, so I can't tell if it is brown or red. My apologies.) The hair falls to the middle of his neck in the back, while the bangs fall to the bottom of his chin. His eyes are a bright yellow tone, and appear to glow with color.

His garb is the standard issue Arrancar robe. The sleeves are pushed up, so that his forearms are revealed. Underneath the robe, he is wearing white pants that look similar to slacks, but are made of a much more flexible material. Standard sandals cover his feet.

His hollow mask fragment is above his left eyebrow. It is smooth edged, with 4 small spikes in the middle of the fragment that run parallel to his eyebrow.

The hollow hole is located in his left breast, right where his heart is.

Zanpacto & Resurreccion:
"Fade, Kenyoukai."

Naero's zanpakutou is a katana named Kenyoukai, or Blade Wraith. It is 48 inches from the tip to the pommel, with a 36 inch blade and a 12 inch handle. A tattered piece of black cloth is attached to the pommel. The handle itself is wrapped with red leather, adorned with a black diamond pattern on two sides. The tsuba is gold, shaped like a crusader cross (all four sides are equal in length, fanning out wider at the end) connected by a ring around the perimeter of it.

Resurreccion is, of course, Blade Wraith. The mask fragment grows to cover Naero's forehead and mouth. Spikes protrude above both eyebrows, and a three red slash like marks are present on the mouth covering piece. A large cape of black, cloth looking material trails of his his back. The end of the cape is ragged and torn. His chest is bare, revealing his hollow hole. White, bony-protrusion like armor pieces cover his shoulders, elbows, and wrists. His feet are covered with knee-high armor boots that end with a sharp point on the toe, and a raised guard on the kneecap. The same black material the cape is made from is wrapped around his forearms and his waist.

Weapon wise, he has two armored gauntlets that have needle sharp finger tips and spiked knuckles. Each hand can transform into a sword like shape at will. Also, the black material of the cape is actually infinitesimally small blades of darkness that can cut the enemy. The material can be directed and stretched, but cannot go farther than 30 feet and cannot break contact with Naero. The cape shares the same Hierro as Naero. If broken, the cape will regenerate very slowly over time.

In essence, this form dramatically boosts his speed and power. He can use every weapon he has to his advantage. The cape also allows him to extend a wall of defense or attack, equal to his own body. The sword shapes that his gauntlets also effect his cero and bala abilities, also allowing limited manipulation of that energy.

Special Accessories:
He has a ring of pure gold, with Arabic calligraphy encircling it. He does not know what the words mean. It is always on his right hand, on the ring finger.

Abilities:
Hand to Hand Adept
Melee Weapon Adept
Armor Combat Adept
Precision
Black Hearted (Not afraid to destroy things during a process.)



Personality:
If Naero could be classified by a deadly sin, it would undoubtedly be Wrath.

A joker at heart (A black one), Naero loves comedy. Unfortunately, his jokes are often very sick and distasteful, leaving him the only one laughing. Usually very relaxed, Naero is often short tempered, and easily insulted. Revenge is his second favorite past time.

Very sociable, and often arrogant, the only hollows he truly likes are those that share his tastes. Serious and calm hollows bore him, and he is quick to disappear from meetings when he has the chance. Also, he has a thing about keeping his hands clean. He prefers to kill enemies with a blade or indirectly, as to avoid dirtying himself.

He reluctantly follows orders, but finds enjoyment in killing nonetheless. If Naero has the chance to kill multiple other things he hates in the process of his target, he will. A large risk taker, he loves to put himself in danger for the thrill of it all. Suicidal at some points, he is not afraid to risk it all.

Biography/History:
Naero, previously Henry Augersuth, was the son of a great crusader during the Crusades. He grew up being trained to kill the "evil" Muslims, for glory and riches. As a result, he was a proficient swordsman and a great leader. When his father died, he took up his mantle as the Lord of his kingdom, continuing down the path of the crusader.

However, power soon began to corrupt him. He ventured out deeper and deeper into the deserts, risking the lives of all of his men. At the cost of many great husbands, he killed a merchant king, and took his prized ring as a prize. Even in his own kingdom, he soon began to tax more and more, all to fuel his greed and wrath against the Muslims.

An evil taste in cruel comedy developed soon afterwards. Performers were forced to act out plays the lord himself had made, all for his sick enjoyment. If anyone refused his wishes, they would be declared a traitor, and would be beheaded by Henry himself.

As always, the peasants got sick of it. They revolted one night, storming the castle by surprise. Wrath in his heart against their traitorous behavior, he killed as many as he could before they eventually got him. His death: speared, beaten, and mauled to death by makeshift weapons. His ghost floated above, watching. They didn't even bury him, nor burn his body. It was left to be carrion in the middle of the desert. Enraged, saddened, and full of evil, his transformation into a hollow was very quick. The hole appeared in his heart, and his life as a hollow began.

His sheer will to kill powered him through the ranks of the Hollows. He practically skipped the Gillian class, going straight to Adjuchas. He wandered for a long time, eventually devouring enough energy to become a natural Vasto Lord. Still not content, Naero invented ways of killing Hollows that were especially painful and fun to watch. Aizen saw great potential in this demented hollow, so he talked Naero into coming back to Las Noches to become an Arrancar.

Powers:
Bala: (Bullet, Hollow Bullet) An alternative to Cero. 20 times as fast as a cero blast, it is also much weaker, but can be used en masse and rapidly.

Cero: (Zero, Doom Blast, Hollow Blast) A beam of energy that a Hollow can use. Very strong, it varies in color, with the most common and weakest being red. It can be fired from any part of the body, with each Hollow having a spot of their choice.

Sonido: (Sound, Sound Ceremony) The partner technique to Shunpo, it allows a Hollow to instantly teleport to a different location. It creates a static sound, in contrast to the swish made by Shunpo.

Pesquisa: (Inquiry) A sonar like ability that allows an Arrancar to sense spiritual pressure.

Gargantua: (Black Cavity, Throat) Opens a gate into a swirling vortex of dark energy that is the pathway to and from Hueco Mundo.

Wrathful Cero: An ability exclusive to Naero. By sacrificing a limb, Naero can fire a Cero with the power of a Gran Rey Cero, but as fast as Bala. Comes at a high risk, for the energy from the Cero could easily blow Naero in half if not fired carefully.

Regeneration: Injuries, lost limbs, burns, etc. can be healed after a battle by natural causes. Can stop bleeding if given enough time in battle.

RELEASE ABILITIES

High Speed Regeneration: Recovers from wounds very quickly during battle.

Wraithlike Prowess: Increases speed, strength, and reiatsu greatly.

Bladed Night: Allows manipulation of the black bladed cloth on Naero's back, forearms, and waist. The range is 30 feet to stretch.

Battle Hands: Allows the gauntlets to transform into hand blades that have multiple purposes.

Rain of Blood: Naero creates slashes of energy all around his opponent using sonido and his hand blades, that are blood red. The slash lines turn towards the opponent, and collapse inwards.

Vengeful Countdown: The hand blades begin to glow cherry red. Barely, at first, but are completely red by the end of the technique. Losing himself to his wrath, Naero begins to fight like a madman, relentless and out of control. As the blades grow brighter, they give of more reiatsu, allowing for "phantom cuts" that feel like getting cut by the blade, but are much shallower due to the range.

Revenge: Breaks release form. All of the armor and the cloak shatters and dissipates. At the command of Naero, the shattered pieces turn into sharpened reiatsu and attempt to scissor cut the enemy from all sides. When the pieces collide, they explode with great force, putting everyone (including Naero) at risk. This technique is a last resort.

Role-Play Example:

The winds of the desert blew furiously, as the always did. Nothing ever visibly changed in this bland landscape; anything that dared defy such a damned sanctity was soon devoured by those who did. Well, all except for one.

A man sized hollow crouched on top of a rock. His spiky frame was in cruel contrast to his mask, which gave the impression of an evil smile. Of course, that was what the hollow always had on his mind, something evil or painful of some sort. He had graduated from such rudimentary things like hunting and searching. Bait was laid, the stage was set, and he was the one who got to enjoy every second of it.

A snake-like hollow appeared out of the sand. Ah..a big old Adjuchas. This will be fun. It slithered up to the dummy hollow, a very good copy made up of other dead hollows. The snake reared it's head, and struck at it. The dummy exploded into sand, leaving a bewildered and angry adjuchas hollow behind. A harsh laugh echoed across the desert, the snake like hollow looking at it's source. The man-like hollow had stood up, and was clapping.

"Bravo! Bravo! You truly are stupid, aren't you!" He hopped down into the sand. "What's wrong? Are you mad? I bet you want to kill me, don't you?" The snake hissed in response. However, it did not move. The man hollow laughed again. "Oh, you know what I am, don't you? I guess you know a Vasto Lord when you see one." The man hollow stretched upwards, yawning. "Well, let's cut this meeting short; I'm hungry."

There was a flash. That was all. The entire head of the snake had gone missing, before it all dissolved into the air. The Vasto Lord stood behind it, chewing. A massive reiatsu suddenly appeared close to him, and he froze.

"You are something else, Vasto Lord." The hollow looked at this new voice. He knew who it was, of course. Everyone did.

"Aizen-sama. What do you mean?"

"You could be useful to me. I could grant you power beyond your imagination, if you serve me." He turned. "I know you can follow me. I'll be waiting, Vasto Lord." Aizen disappeared.

The hollow stood still for a moment. An inaudible noise started deep in his throat. It soon grew, and grew, until is was a full-out insane laugh. "Aizen, you know I can't resist that. The fun would just be endless!"

The hollow disappeared in a flash, a ripple in the sand all that remained of him. Sand shifted around it, in the ever blowing winds, yet, for some reason, it remained unchanged. Almost defiant. Some would call this a sign, an omen of sorts.

I call it destiny.

Naero Klierrionde


Justin vonPilgrim

PostPosted: Sat Jul 04, 2009 2:34 pm


Name:Hielo Frío(Cold Ice)(Pronunced Ielo Frion)

Number:1/30

Aliases/ Nicknames:Ice

Physical Description:
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He had black spikey hair with dark red eyes he has his number tattoo on the back of his neck.His skin is snow white.His bone seems a jaw bellow his neck and a sharp tail concealed in his hakama.

Zanpacto & Resurreccion:

His Zanpakto Huelga Congelada (Frozen strike) is shaped as a normal katana with a blue handle and it can freze organic material as well as weak spiritual skills (depending on his strengh or the skills strengh).

Resurreccion:
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Activating his resurreccion Ice brakes his zanpacto's blade and is engulfed in red reiatsu for a few seconds then he emerges with long big dens hair and red tattoos all over his body, he also loses his sword and grows 2 claws on each arm starting from their wrist

Cero Hielo (ice zero) his resurreccion modifies his cero abilitie making it freze all it touches.

Tela del hielo (ice web) Ice creates an invisible web arround him which frezes his opponents if they come to close to him.In order for this to work the user may not move his feet or the move shall be canceled and is very vulnerable to ranged attacks.

Abilities:
Master Hand-to-hand combat.

Personality:
Ice's main trait is his ignorance, he is generally careless and only follows his own purposes.

History:
Ice doesn't remember's much of his life before he became a Hollow but what he does know is that he was an explorer and he died of hypothermia.

Powers:
Bala
Cero
Cero Hielo
Tela del hielo
PostPosted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 8:53 pm


[My application was completely ignored so i shall post it again.]

Espada

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Name: Date Kusanagi (Dawww-t-ae)
Age: 2021
Rank/number: Unknown
Personality: Date is cold, bloodthirsty and hates to be kept waiting. He is constantly looking for a powerful opponent to fight and a great leader to follow. His repect can be hard to earn but when it is he is completely loyal and a powerful allie.
Theme Song(s): In this city

Mask: As shown above
Zanpakuto: Souseiki (Genesis)

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Release: "Tear them to shreads Souseiki"

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Dates body begins to pulsate with black and red waves of energy. His skin begins to crack fall off reviling Genesis his released state. Now he stands before those present at the time of his release once again in his demonic State. His size remains the same but his speed becomes all but untracable. Now he can manitulate the black flames at will and carries twin blood red swords.

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Accessories: Tattoo of his number on the outside of his right forearm. His hollow hole is on the right side of his chest. Carries his katana or Zanpaktou which hangs on his left hip.

Personal Skills:
Flash Sword: With this ability Date is able to move his sword faster than any other creature can see. It appears he does not move but infact he would have drawn slashed and resheathed his blade before the person even noticed. He can use this attack any number of times but it does drain his energy so it number of uses is limited. But to just how many times he can use it is unknown to anyone.

Negative Flame Cero: A ball of black and red negative energy forms at the palm of his hand. Its power rivals and may even be greater than that of the Gran Rey Cero but unlike a normal Cero when it hits it lights the area in a 30 meter radius of where it struck in pitch black flames white crimson red smoke. The fire is unable to be quenched and will eventually go out in 5 days and 5 nights.


Arrancar Techniques Known:

Cero are high-powered energy blasts that can be fired from various body parts, such as mouth, tongue, hand or fingers. Only Menos, Arrancar, and the Vizards have so far been shown to use Cero attacks, and it appears that stronger entities can use it more efficiently. Various Arrancar and Hollow characters display variants of the technique, such as the Espada-exclusive Gran Rey Cero, Cero Oscuras (the Dark Cero), as well as Cero Sincrético performed by Pesche Guatische and Dondochakka Bilstin

Bala is an arrancar alternative to the Cero. The technique hardens the user's spiritual pressure and fires it like a bullet from their fist. Though somewhat weaker than a Cero blast, it moves about twenty times faster than a cero and can be fired at a much higher rate. This technique was first demonstrated by Wonderweiss Margera against Kisuke Urahara, and elaborated upon by Yammy during the same battle.

Hierro refers to the hardened skin of the Arrancar, which is a result of their compressed spiritual power. While their skin is strong enough to block even released Zanpakutō bare-handed, it is by no means impenetrable. Stronger Arrancar have proportionally stronger skin.

Sonído is the Arrancar equivalent of the Shinigami Flash Steps and the Quincy Hirenkyaku; it allows the user to travel at incredibly high speeds for short distances. Use of Sonído is punctuated by a brief static sound, in contrast to the "swish" sound caused by Flash Steps.

Garganta is how arrancar move to and from Hueco Mundo. It 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.

Negación is a beam of light, similar in nature to a tractor beam, that is used by high level hollows to rescue their wounded. When it is used, interference from outside the light becomes impossible, and the space inside becomes completely segregated from the outside world.

Pesquisa is the Arrancar equivalent of the Shinigami ability to sense Spiritual Pressure. It functions similar to a sonar.


Bio: Date was once, like every other Arrancar, human. He lived to serve his Lord in the era of ancient japan when wars were fought by samurai between feudal Lords for dominance and power. Date was one of the best swordsmen of that era but like most he was overconfident. His lust for blood and war was legendary and unmatched. He fought armies single handedly killing hundreds. But like you read earlier he was overconfident. At the hight of his fame and power he challenged a wondering warrior who he said trespassed in his land. Without a second thought Date launched out but before he even knew what happened he woke up a different creature in a forigne land. As soon as he thought about what happened his memories vanashed leaving him a mindless hungry creature. Date had been slayn and was now nothing more than a loley hollow.

One thing however remained, his bloodlust and hunger for combat and power. That is what drove him and urged him to destroy those around him eating and absorbing their power. Over and over again he fought for counless decades until his body reached its limit. Contorting and shifting, his bones rearranging and reforming. Finally after a number of agonising moments he came too. His body completely different and his mind aware once again of his surrounding and capable of self thoguht. His features now resembled more of a demonic entity then anything else.

Date continued his power hungry rampage decimating Hollow after hollow until finally he met another warrior type creature in the same situation as him. Something in his memories felt like they were reminding him of somthing but he knew not what it was and pushed them aside. It was just like the time he face that cloaked man as a human but this was different. His bloodlust was even more fierce and his will to fight greater than ever but now he could control it more and he seemed to be able to keep his cool. The battle started and continued for 3 months and in the end Date was victorious. During the battle his mask was damaged and it shattered when the fight finished. The power he obtained from the battle was enough to push him over the final hurdle and his body changed again. Unsure of how he would look this time Date just allowed the porccess to take its course. Shock wave after shock wave eminatted from his body. He felt like he was being ripped apart. An explosion desimated the area in a 2 mile radius and when he came too his body had retained its original form. He was once again human looking. At his side was a katana which he named Souseiki(genesis). A mad laugh erupted from his lips and began his journey once again to become the strongest.



Role-Play Example:

On the vast plains of Huecho Mundo a single lone figure stood out on the mound of sand. His body wrapped in a creamy colored cloak which hung deathly still for there was no wind in this dead, barren landscape. His unseen eyes scanned the landscape looking for any abnormalities in the otherwise empty world. In the distance stood the castle of Las Noches, home to Aizen and the espada. Strong opponents all, an oppertunity he could not pass up. He was insearch of an opponent he felt could either give him the death he dubbed the perfect end, or someone he could follow and in the proccess fight stronger and more challenging foes.

He began walking. Towards the structure. He had been walking for days, fighting worthless excusses for warriors and now he was getting bored, very bored. As the structure drew closer its size was even more overwhelming. Gathering his strength he prepared for any battle that may insue from his approach. He moved his cloak to the side over his left shoulder unveiling a katana strapped to his waist and rested his left forearm ontop of the hilt. On his head rested a mask, bone white with a black visor like guard covering his eyes and white hair moving slightly as he walked. On his upper torso he wore a white sleveless top which was covered in balck symbols which streached out over his arms and down to his hands. He wore pants which were also pure white with the same type of designs adorning it. His free hand was hidden benieth the other half of the cloak.

Advancing causiously he slowly made his way towards the massive structure and entered the main gates which seemed to lead into the sand floor of the desert. As he wandered the halls he was constantly fighting to keep upright due to the awsome amount of power and reiatsu that seemed to eminate and leak from the very walls of the building. The halls were eluminated by an unseen light source but that was the last thing on Raziels mind at this moment. He walked for hours in what seemed like the longest corridore ever constructed but evetually and without even realiseing it he was standing in a massive empty room save for a lone seat on what could only be described an alter which could be accessed by a stairs leading up to it. Atop the seat was a man dressed all in white and had brown hair. His face could be mistaken for kind and welcoming but Raziel was no fool and tossed such idiotic ideas aside and approced.

As he drew closer he noticed two more men standing at either side of the stairway leading to the King like figure of Aizen. They were Tousen and Gin, another force in Hueco Mundo that no one dared question. They made no movment towards Raziel as he continued on his approach. When he fianlly stopped walking he was close enough to depict more indept details of Aizen. He was sitting ontop of a large high top chair and his head was resting in his right hand which was being supported by the chairs arm.

Raziel kneeled before Aizen and lowered his head in a bowing motion. There was a long silence before Raziel snapped his head back up to lock gazes with Azien but remained Kneeling.

"My Lord Aizen, I wish to join the ranks of the elite Espada. order me to do what it is you wish done so as i may prove myself."

Aizens eyes narrowed and a sinister smile crept across his lips but he remained slient as he decided upon what it was he could do to make use of his newest decipel, or pawn as he saw them.

Takashi Xero

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A Just War

PostPosted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 3:25 pm




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Character name: Raijin Loraine
Aliase/Nickname: Raijin

How old does your arrancar appear: 21

Sex: Male

Apearance: He stands about 6'3 he's got an athletic build but is on the skinny side. He has tan skin and blond hair. Green iris which is surrounded by black, His mask is worn on top of his head much like how Nel wears hers.


Personality: Raijin is very playful though when he gets into a serious fight he loses his playful nature and becomes very stern though if he begins winning he may return to his playful manor. He feeds off other peoples personality so if someone is very malicious he will also take on the same malicious personality. The only time he seems to be himself is when he is fighting. Though he is mostly playful though intelligent statements have been known to pop out every once and a while. Raijin also for some reason zones out a lot actually. Where he goes no one knows but it's usually somewhere fun

Zanpakutou name: Loraine

Zanpakutou unreleased: Loraine
Release phrase: Raijin will twirl his blade and then say, "Bless me with your Grace Loraine" and then the blade will turn into light particles and swirl around Raijin at a high speed. When the particles disperse Raijin will have changed completely. His Mask
Will change and his shirt will be ripped off to reveal his hollow hole in the center of his chest. Also his pants up to his knees will be gone to reveal crimson legs that lead down to predator like claws for feet. Also his arms up to his shoulders will be an identical crimson red skin with sharp claws at the end of his finger tips. Instead of getting an awesome ability Raijin's fundamental skills such as strength, speed and hierro are greatly increased. Also his rate of regeneration is hugely increased allowing him to fight longer. He also grown a long tail that comes to a point which Raijin has used to fight with blocking zanpakuto attacks and even cutting/impaling his enemy.

Diablo Cero: The one attack Raijin gains. He will bring his tail up over his body and the tip will be pointing diagonally above his target. Reiatsu will build up at the point of his tail and a huge sphere of reiatsu will erupt out into the air. The sphere once it reaches directly above his target it will split into about 50 sphere's which will rain down at a high speed. When each sphere hits the ground it will cause an explosion about 10 feet in radius

Arrancar Techniques Known:

Garganta (黒腔(ガルガンタ), Garuganta?, Japanese for "black cavity," Spanish for "throat") is how arrancar move to and from Hueco Mundo. It 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.[15] Kaname Tōsen and Kisuke Urahara have also demonstrated the ability to use garganta; Mayuri Kurotsuchi explains that Soul Society cannot do this because they haven't researched the technique. Tetsu touches the air with his left index finger to open a garganta.

Hierro (鋼皮(イエロ), Iero?, Japanese for "steel skin," Spanish for "iron") refers to the hardened skin of the arrancar, which is a result of their compressed spiritual power.[16] While their skin is strong enough to block even released zanpakutō bare-handed, it is by no means impenetrable. Stronger arrancar have proportionally stronger skin. Tetsu has the strongest skin out of all the Espada.

Pesquisa (探査回路(ペスキス), Pesukisu?, Japanese for "inquiry circuit," Spanish for "inquiry") is the arrancar equivalent of the shinigami ability to sense spiritual pressure.

Sonido (響転(ソニード), Sonīdo?, Japanese for "resounding revolution," Spanish for "sound") is the arrancar equivalent of the Soul Reapers' flash steps and the Quincy hirenkyaku; it allows the user to travel at incredibly high speeds for short distances. Use of sonido is punctuated by a brief static sound, in contrast to the "swish" sound used for flash steps.

Caja Negación (反膜の匪(カハ・ネガシオン), Kaha Negashion?, Japanese for "negation of counter-membrane," Spanish for "Negation Box") meant to simulate negación fields, which are used to punish their subordinates if necessary. The cube, when used on a subject, traps them in an alternate dimension from which there is no escape; however, this assumes it's being used as intended. More powerful arrancar, namely the Espada themselves, can escape given enough time.

Gonzui (gonzui, Japanese for "soul breath") is a skill that sucks the souls from living humans en masse. It affects a wide area, but anyone with even a small amount of spiritual energy can resist it. Yammy is the only arrancar seen using it, but it is suggested in the Arrancar Encyclopedia segment of the anime that Gonzui is a generic skill shared by all arrancar.

Cero (Sero, Japanese for "hollow flash," Spanish for "zero", labeled as "Doom Blast" in the Viz manga) are high-powered energy blasts that can be fired from various body parts, such as the mouth, tongue, hand or fingers. Only menos, arrancar, and vizard have so far been shown to use cero attacks, and it appears that stronger entities can use it more efficiently. For example, the area of the body in which a cero is generated reflects the user's ability. Yammy's cero is generated from his mouth, while the higher ranked Nnoitora's is generated from the tip of his tongue. Grimmjow's cero is fired from his fist, while Ulquiora and Ichigo fire from the tips of their finger's. Raijin fires his cero from his left index finger and it is purple.

Hyoujin Cero: This is Raijin's custom Cero. He will lifted up his left index finger and a purple reiatsu will begin to build from the surrounding area. As it does it will make a purple light on the end of his finger and looks exactly like his normal cero. The Difference if when Raijin fires it the cero will only be an inch in diameter and it moves much faster than your average cero. Because of it's size it's much more concentrated as well making it harder to stop. Raijin has tested this and it's able to pierce through a gran rey cero with ease. Though because of it's size the enemy will not be able to notice the attack until it's to late. The down side if the the beam is so small that the opponents attack will keep going.


Accesories: None
Skills: Raijin is very skilled with his Glaive (Zanpakuto) He learned almost every style of fighting that involves it, but he is still proficient in hand to hand.
Likes: Girls. Soda. Girls
Dislikes: veggies and weak people who act like their strong.
Theme song: Amazing

Bio: Raijin Has lived through the ages. Studying and learning every style that ever emerged and became great. He would appear study it, master it then disappear never even leaving a name. His hollow form was small and he was seen as a demi-god by those around him so no one ever questioned that he was a hollow. His favorite period was the Edo period. Were he studied every style that involved a polearm arm realizing that he liked it's length and feeling. After about 2000 years of walking among the humans he became bored and decided to go to hueco mundo. He quickly rose through the ranks becoming a Vasto lorde by 1800 After 200 years of rule Raijin once again began to become bored, luckily Aizen came and turned him into an Arrancar. Raijin since then has simply been training figuring that he wouldn't be satisfied until he had mastered the feeling of his zanpakuto.
 
PostPosted: Sat Jul 11, 2009 1:13 pm


All are accepted on this page besides Bob and Frio.
Post your apps in the profile thread.

As for you two... post a rp sample, idiots.
Next time pm me to let know that you posted your profile I don't check this often. Take initiative for christ sakes.

Madi Lerato


A Just War

PostPosted: Sat Jul 11, 2009 1:44 pm



http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=15905173


I didn't think you wanted a whole page rp sample cluttering up the page ..... yeah my bad there sweatdrop I felt it would be considered annoying if I pmed you

PostPosted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 12:27 am


Name:Risika Fala

Aliases/ Nicknames: Mistress of the Dead, Lady of Slaughter, and Lady of Flame

Rank: none as of now.

Physical Description: Risika is five feet, four inches height. She has straight black hair that she usually wears up and she is extremely tan because of her Egyptian background. Her attire normally consists of white ripped pants, a white tanktop, and white converse. She has golden tribal looking tattoos on both arms and a tattoo of a golden Ankh on the back of her neck. She wears golden bracelets around each wrist and a golden armlet around her right arm. The fragment of her hollow mask is a circlet on her head with a Uraeus on it and her hollow hole is to the right of her belly button. If she ever reaches Espada rank, her number will go under her belly button.

Zanpakuto: Sekhmet
Unreleased: Sekhmet's unreleased form is that of an Egyptian spear. Risika carries it around on her back as there's a white cord on it that is attached to the spear. When she goes to use the spear in battle though the cord disappears.
((not achieved))Released: "Breath the desert upon them, Sekhmet."
When Risika says those words, her spear turns into sand and is blown all around her in a whirlwind, concealing her. Also, the environment that is in a 50 yard radius of her becomes a desert. When the sand disappears from around her she has a red piece of fabric that wraps around her chest and then her bottom half, kind of like a skimpy little dress. Over her head is a mask of a lion with the Uraeus circlet on its head. Her golden tattoos have spread to her torso and legs and she now has golden anklets. Her spear has doubled it's size and is on fire.

Attacks in resurreccion:
Pyl Vuur "Pyl Vuur" Its african for "Arrows of fire" And what pretty much happens is that Risika will spin her spear like a baton and from of the little circle it makes from spinning, flaming arrows shoot at the target.
Asem Verlaat v.2 "Asem Verlaat" African for "Breath of Dessert" In this one she spins her spear just like she does in Pyl Vuur but instead of flaming arrows, super duper hot air burst out towards the target. In simpler terms, it's like a fan just instead of cool air coming from it, super hot air that can burn your skin comes out. This hot air can be anywhere from 1200 degrees Fahrenheit to 2100 degrees Fahrenheit.
Hitte die Wond "Hitte die Wond" Which means "heat the wound" as you might have guessed is a healing technique. It heats the cut to the point where it melts the skin back together. It does absolutely nothing for internal unless there's a poison in her bloodstream, then the spell heats her blood to boiling teperatures and kills off the poison. This can also be used on other people in an offensive way as she can heat her opponents blood to boiling. But to have this work, on herself as well as others, she must have physical contact with them.
Leeu Voet "Leeu Voet" is African for "Lion Paw" and in this technique fire bursts from her wrist in the shape of a lions paw and can extend up to twenty feet. You can smother the fire or put it out with water but only the fire that's more than three feet away from her hand.
Puik Asem Verlaat "Puik Asem Verlaat" translates to 'Great Breath of Desert' and is Risika's most advanced technique. It is an advanced version of Asem Verlaat v.2. It starts the same way as Pyl Vuur and the other Asem Verlaats by her spinning the spear like a fan blade, except that this time instead of flaming arrows or hot air coming from it, a lioness made out of fire leaps from it and Risika can control it for 2 maybe 3 posts.

Arrancar powers:
cero
Hougudo's
Heirro
sonido
Special Accessories: Her jewelry is listed under physical description though it is not special.

Skills: She is fast like the flames she plays with and since she has been around since ancient times she can read hieroglyphics and can speak 7 different languages: African, Latin, Arabic, Russian, Japanese, English, and Spanish. She is currently learning Italian.

Abilities: Risika is a skilled fire eater and she can always tell if a person is lying to her. Also her nails can grow to be claws that can grow to be four inches long.
Asem Verlaat This is an extremely watered down version of Asem Verlaat v.2 as the temperatures in this ability is between the temperatures of 100-125 degree Fahrenheit.

Personality: Risika is extremely flirty and likes to try to seduce her male enemies to get them alone so she can torture them in various different ways. She's nice to her comrades but vicious to people she doesn't know. She finds great joy in causing humans and shinigami physical pain. She likes to play with fire and she loves the sun.

Biography/History: Risika was born in Upper Egypt as the eldest daughter of the Pharaoh that ruled at that time thousands of years ago. She had two younger sisters, Nefertiri and Anck-su-namun. Even though she was the eldest she was hardly daddy's favorite....no, that title was split between the other two sisters. Over time Risika became bitter over this and when she was sparring sais with her sisters she began to slit past the "sparring" boundary line into the "I want to kill you, you ******** b***h" line.

When she was sixteen she became friends with the Royal Assassin of the kingdom, Zane; he was seventeen. After a few months she fell in love with him, he told her he loved her too, and the bitterness that was held up in her began to disappear. Life was great for a change until eight months later when she walked in on Zane, Nefertiri, and Anck-su-namun getting their groove on with each other. She was devastated and she was furious. Without thinking she grabbed a pair of sais that were lying on a table and rushed at her sisters. They always ruined everything for her and she was sick of it.

Risika managed to stab Ank-su-namun in her chest before Zane grabbed her and snapped Risika's neck, killing her instantly.

Roleplay Sample:

Risika stepped out of the garganta into the world of the living. Her full lips twitched into a smile as the warmth of the sun above came down upon her. She closed her dark green eyes, trying to soak in all of it. She loved the sun, maybe it was just an Egyptian thing, but she did miss it every-now-an-then back in her home of Hueco Mundo where the moon held a permanent residence in its night sky. She lifted up her face to the sky and reached back to undo her hair barrette, letting her jet black hair fall just as a breeze blew around her, lifting her hair to dance in the wind.

This day, though she didn't know why, reminded her of the day she died thousands of years ago back in what was now called 'ancient Egyptian times'. How she could remember anything from when she was alive was beyond her but she didn't mind. Remembering allowed her to look back and learn from her mistakes. The first thing she learned was, don't try to kill a royal when you can't fight worth a s**t and the Pharaohs' top assassin is standing right next to said royal, it's suicide. The second thing learned was to respect your gods because if you don't and if by slight chance you turn into an arrancar whose zanpaktou spirit is a goddess, they will annoy the s**t outta you. But hey, it was worth it with all the power she gained.

The arrancar sighed happily and opened her eyes, her pupils dilated from the sudden bright light. The power she had gained... 'It's all thanks to Aizen. Without him I would probably still be hunting for the easy kill... what a boring life I used to lead, only eating souls all day. It's a wonder I didn't get fat...But the power I have now... I can do almost anything I feel like doing.' She looked below her at the grungy Russian alley. There were a few drug dealers, some whores, a drunkie or two, and a-'Why looky what we have here. A business man far from his office looking for some fun, perhaps?' A laugh escaped her throat. "Oh, I'll show him some fun..." she said to herself before she took a step from the air she stood on and began to drop out of the sky towards the land below.

When Risika was about ten feet from the ground she sonido'd right in front of the man, her prey. He began to breathe hard, just as the others on this alley were, and a drop of sweat rolled down the side of his face and down his chin. He looked all around him frantically with his wide hazel eyes, unsuccessfully to see what was causing him and the others to loose their breath all of a sudden. The arrancar frowned, "Awww... he can't see me. That means he won't taste as sweet." She walked around him, analyzing his features before stopping again in front of him. An evil little grin formed on her face. "I may not enjoy eating him... but at least I can enjoy the sounds of his screams..." She got up on her tip toes and looked him in the eyes for a whole second before grabbing the collar of his shirt, pulled him to her, and pressed her lips firmly to his. The man yelped in surprise and tried to get away but Risika was stronger. He wasn't able to back up a centimeter and after a while, he began to kiss her back. 'Haha... the little ******** fallin' for it.' She put her hand behind his neck and removed her lips from his. Instead she kissed his neck. The business man smiled. He must of been insane as well as horny. "And let the games begin..." she muttered before she bit hard into his neck. Her prey's smile was gone now, instead terror was etched into his handsome face. He screamed and staggered back, his hand flying up to grab his neck but Risika caught his wrist and snapped it.

The arrancars' laugh filled the alley way as ran forward to the man now trying to run away. She sonido'd in front of him, lifted her right leg and kicked the center of his chest; the exact place where his heart was. There was a muffled crunching sound as his ribs and sternum broke. He didn't scream, he was in too much pain, instead he fell and laid there on the ground. The drug dealers and prostitutes, thinking that he was having a heart attack or something, fled the alley. Risika chuckled and knelt down by the dying man. With a smile she picked his head up about a foot and then she slammed it into the hard cold concrete. His spirit rose out of his body and looked down at her and his body terrified. She looked at the man with hungry eyes and licked her lips. "Hi there lunch, I'm Risika."

"Hey there Arrancar, I'm Ichimaru."

The egyptian arrancar instantly forgot about the lunch in front of her and spun around to find herself face to face with medium sized man with longish white hair and eyes that he squinted so much that you couldn't see them. This man was Ichimaru Gin, one of the two shinigami captains that fled Soul Society with Aizen. Risika took a small step back. "Risika darlin', aren't you supposed to be killin' somebody else?" His creepy smile widened. "I...I was just having a snack before the job." Gin took a step towards her. "Are ya sure? 'Cause it kinda seems like your disobeyin' your orders from Aizen." Risika's eyes hardened at the shinigami. "I'm very sure. I would never, and will never, disobey or betray Aizen-sama." At this statement, Gin took a step back. "Whaddeva. I'm just here to make sure your doing your job."

Risika turned around and disappeared into sonido to start to travel to the place where she was supposed to be. If she was lucky, maybe there would be a snack there to eat after her mission was completed.

-EgyptianLollipop-


Madi Lerato

PostPosted: Mon Jul 13, 2009 9:51 pm


Your "Heat the Wound" ability doesn't make much sense seeing as you can't "melt" skin to heal wounds. All it would do is burn the area to cause scarring in which would stop bloodflow. Even if you did do that, the hollow regeneration would eventually fix you back up.

Your linguistics skills aren't really necessary. Keep then if you wish, its just not necessary.

Other than that you're accepted. Bob, you are as well. Post your profiles in the profile thread.
PostPosted: Fri Jul 17, 2009 10:33 am


Name:Hielo Frío(Cold Ice)(Pronunced Ielo Frion)

Number:1/30

Aliases/ Nicknames:Ice

Physical Description:
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He had black spikey hair with dark red eyes he has his number tattoo on the back of his neck.His skin is snow white.His bone seems a jaw bellow his neck and a sharp tail concealed in his hakama.

Zanpacto & Resurreccion:

His Zanpakto Huelga Congelada (Frozen strike) is shaped as a normal katana with a blue handle and it can freze organic material as well as weak spiritual skills (depending on his strengh or the skills strengh).

Resurreccion:
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Activating his resurreccion Ice brakes his zanpacto's blade and is engulfed in red reiatsu for a few seconds then he emerges with long big dens hair and red tattoos all over his body, he also loses his sword and grows 2 claws on each arm starting from their wrist

Cero Hielo (ice zero) his resurreccion modifies his cero abilitie making it freze all it touches.

Tela del hielo (ice web) Ice creates an invisible web arround him which frezes his opponents if they come to close to him.In order for this to work the user may not move his feet or the move shall be canceled and is very vulnerable to ranged attacks.

Abilities:
Master Hand-to-hand combat.

Personality:
Ice's main trait is his ignorance, he is generally careless and only follows his own purposes.

History:
Ice doesn't remember's much of his life before he became a Hollow but what he does know is that he was an explorer and he died of hypothermia.

RP Sample:

As he walked upon the desert of Huenco Mundo a certain adjucha named Frion.
He feelt dizzy after his last meal and before reaching any type of shelter he colapsed to the ground with terible cramps.He started to scream of pain he felt as if his body was going to snap.After not very long he started to cry and vomit a grey substante which wrapped around his body like mummy wraps.
Later on the day the wraps cracked to ashes making a cloud of smoke, after the smoke vanished away Ice's arrancar form emerged.He looked around looking for anybody and soon got back upon his feet.

As he walked twards Las Noches and before entering he was assoulted by hollow which emerged from the ground.He wasn't arrancar for a very long time so he did not knew how to combat in his new form he jumped backwards only to be saved from being killed by the hollow.Regardless escaping his body was in a critical condition so he decided to pull out his sword.

One of the hollow as he noticed him attacked Ice breaking his sword (automatic activation of Resurreccion depending on opponent strengh and bad condition Ice).Then out of the red reiatsu surrounding Ice's bodie emerged his Resurreccion for the first time.He killed the hollow's in a matter of seconds and then returned to his initial state being weacken by his experience.

Later on he woke up in Las Noches where he was brought by a patrol of Exequias, after being told to stay still in the infirmary and wait for instructions from the "supperiors" he was felt to rest in a bed, where he waited to be explained what had happened.

Powers:
Bala
Cero
Cero Hielo
Tela del hielo

Justin vonPilgrim


Madi Lerato

PostPosted: Fri Jul 17, 2009 11:23 pm


Though still bare, this will do for now.
Put it in the profile section.
PostPosted: Mon Jul 20, 2009 2:23 am


Name: Sigeric

Number: Pi

Aliases/ Nicknames: None

Physical Description: Sigeric is a tall intimidating Arrancar of the Arrancar there is no-one quite as shall we say 'plump' as him he carries his arms slightly dangling to his sides when he walks and it is extremely rare to actually see him run. He has long purple hair which rests on his shoulders and yellow eyes and is heightwise about 8 ft tall. His Hollow mask strangely resides on his fists and covers his entire hands. His Hollow hole is in the centre of his stomach but he wears the usual Arrancar uniform unless released so it's unlikely you'd see it unless in a fight his skin is a pretty ordinary colour a bit tanned but not too much so that he looks orange.

Zanpacto & Resurreccion:
Name: Agujero Negro (Black Hole)
Sealed: In its sealed form it is a huge rusted but still deadly greatsword it will seem big to most people but compared to Sigeric's size it's like any normal sized blade.

Release Command: Feast Agujero Negro
When Released it swells Sigeric up into a great giant that peirces right through the sky in addition his usually small Hollow hole becomes massive and wide so that atttacks can pass through it and be absorbed adding to the whole Black Hole theme he gains a slight variation on Cero and can launch Supermassive Cero's because of his size as for his physical strength it is improved a thousand fold.



Special Accessories: Sigeric lacks any of these

Abilities: Immense Strength while he looks just fat he is infact shockingly strong.

Personality: Sigeric is very prone to rambling on about the most obvious of things and will not keep quiet unless you tell him to. When he's not talking he is usually laughing at whatever new funny thing he found. As Arrancar go he does not delight in pain but rather uses it as a means to an ends and is quite willing to do so he is very friendly to anyone he happens to meet but if they're an enemy that doesn't change the fact in his view that they need to be eliminated as quickly as possible.

Biography/History: Sigeric used to be a politican he tried to make the right choices every time but was utterly hopeless and kept on ruining his country more and more and his people believed him to be corrupt finally in the end he was assasinated by his people and believed this to finally be his chance to be free of his duties little did he know that there just so happened to be a starving Hollow right at his grave it immediately devoured him and he went on into Hueco Mundo. In Hueco Mundo his hatrid of the Hollows ignited regardless of being one himself he devoured Hollow after Hollow so that he might take his revenge until one day he became a Menos his burning will to destroy these creatures allowed him to take control of the Menos body and go on devouring Menos after Menos until he became an Aduchjas but his hate has still not subsided all he could think about was destroying every Hollow he could see never once even realising what he had become finaly he heard of a way to gain yet more power and knew that Aizen a Shinigami an enemy of Hollows was where his alleigances lie. After becoming an Arrancar his hatrid finally subsided and he was able to control himself and look upon all the things he had done, in the end he decided the past was not worth his time and looked oto the future.

Powers:
Cero
Hierro
Sonido ( I am allowed to have Sonido right?)
Resurrection:
Agujero Negro Cero
Supermassive Cero
Reiatsu Absorption


Role-Play Example:
"Why Aizen what delicious tea you have made I must compliment you on it." said Sigeric to Aizen. Aizen grinned and confidently said "You should know well that there is no tea better than the tea is Las Noches Arrancar." They both knew that Aizen made fabulous tea. Tea so great that no other being could quite compare. Of all the things that made being an Arrancar worth it Aizen's delicious tea was the most important to Sigeric, immense power was only a bonus. Sigeric noting Aizen's pride in his teamaking skills asked "Aizen Sama would you be able to tell me how you make the tea so delicious?" Sigeric looked into Aizen's eyes with his own longing for that one almighty secret there was nothing else in this desolate wasteland he was after but the secret recipe to Aizen's delicious tea and so Aizen explained it for a great time and Sigeric listened intently but it seemed he did not have it in him to be able to make Aizen's delicious tea. Disappointed in his lack of skill which he could use to make tea he decided this was his one lifes (Or deaths) goal. He would make tea like Aizen's and he would one day surpass Aizen's tea if he surpassed the other Arrancar that would be a lovely bonus too.

FatSpada


Madi Lerato

PostPosted: Mon Jul 20, 2009 5:50 pm


Accepted.
Copy and paste into the Application thread.
PostPosted: Fri Jul 31, 2009 10:45 am


Arrancar

Full Name
Dedrick Maldwyn

Alias
None

Age Of Death

Human - Twenty Five

Shinigami - Three Hundred Eighty One

Hollow - Three Hundred Eighty One

Age Of Appearance
Twenty Nine

Real Age
Three Hundred Eighty One

Gender
Male

Weapons
Zankaputou

Personality

XII - Death

Dedrick is a confused being, his past is a haze to him and he knows that there is much buried underneath his mind. He kills when he wishes and allows those to live whom he wants to. The affairs of others have little to do with him, by nature he is to be a vicious beast. He will consume others when his appetite requires nurturing, from his experiences thus far as a Hollow he has not made the consumption that would truly be called a worth while experience. There may even be moments in his stead where he entirely chooses to avoid any and all creatures, even the smallest plus that could be obliterated by his power would be able to walk freely by him if the mood suits him.

In battle he is a vicious creature, his claws will rend any target apart and his tail will remove the life from any target that he chooses. He has countless ways to end a creature's life and ways to torture them so that their life's end is truly terrifying. He has experienced the near peak of power and ability, there are those meant for greatness such as his and others who just are meant to be the canon fodder and food for the slaughter. Let those who cross his path in aggression be craving for a lesson, for Dedrick will.

Physical Appearence
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Zanpakuto

Sealed:
- Dedrick's zanpakutou rests on his arm strapped to it in its red sheath, he is able to propel the sheath off with Reiatsu and combat someone using the blade on his arm. At anytime he can remove it to use it like a typical zanpakutou.

Resurrección

Name:
Escarabajo [Beetle]

Call Out Phrase:
Clavar Escarabajo.

Type:
Gravity/Direct

Resurrección Appearance:
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Along with this Dedrick regains his former tail which is four feet long but can extend out to fifteen feet and be fully functional without restriction from length. His wings grow back which furthers his abilities of speed.

Resurrección Abilities:

Passive Manipulation
- Dedrick is able to passively manipulate gravity, this includes lightening and increasing the force of every strike on him as well as ones he delivers. He is able to increase his speed and general movement through the use of gravity and Reiatsu, the final attribute of this is he is able to erect a full dome around his body combined with his Reiatsu to create a powerful defense

Vacío [Void]
- Dedrick can create a massive void of space that he can free manipulate from the inside and out. It increases his ability to manipulate gravity ten fold while in this space, as well he can trap others within it to prevent escape. The effects are as followed, each blow he lands on his target can feel like the weight of ten tons or more depending on his Reiatsu and the strength of his target. As well strikes on him can feel as light as a feather and certain Reiatsu abilities can completely lose the force behind them.

The second ability is that Dedrick can leave this area completely and trap an opponent within. From the outside he can slowly cave the inside in and onto an opponent. As it closes in it feels as if constant tones are being placed onto an opponent, before the dome constricts to the shape of the person they already made be dead and completely crushed to dust.

Sentencia [Judgement]
- Dedrick's deadly ability that taps into the power he once had as a Shinigami. He concentrates an immense amount of Reiatsu to either one or both hands, the hole like vents on his body as well begin to exert this same time of Reiatsu. In one palm or between them both a sphere will start to generate, when the sphere is released and impacted to an object it creates a massive crater. The method behind the technique is taking the gravity of the effected area and increase it by at least one hundred fold, making even the ground itself impact. This can wipe out multiple city blocks, the ability as well has a ranged discharge. In his full powered form Dedrick can clear off an entire city with this.


History

Human Life

Birth of a slave
Mushou was born on a slave farm that was run by a tyrannical b*****d who used his power and force to kidnap people from small villages. He would then take them to his plantation and strip them of everything, then beat the will from their bodies so they would remain as obedient servants. Mushou fortunately was not part of this crowd that was beaten to exert their will, he was part of the unfortunates who was born on the plantation. His mother had been pregnant while they were captured and somehow by a stroke of luck he survived. It could have been that the slave trader realized that his mother was pregnant and did not want to harm a future body, yet.

Worse then a dog
The daily regiment for Mushou was beatings and then work, for some reason it was placed into his master's mind that beating Mushou daily would make him into a stronger worker. It fueled his blood with anger and only made him want to kill the man, but of course this is what he would have wanted. For Mushou to simply lash out in anger, only giving more cause and reason for him to attack. It wasn't something wise for him to do at this time, but he had plans to take care of things soon enough.

Death sucks for ya.
As time grew on so did the savage nature of each beating, however it was lucky for Mushou that his master was getting feeble in his old age. But this brought on worse things, the thugs of the man started on Mushou now. Multiple numbers striking at him instead of the one man who would strike each day. The thugs held back less, they would use multiple objects to beat him. Clubs, stones, and other things. A horrid experience for Mushou, being a young age as well it was doing much to break his mind into pieces.

He was coming close to the time where he simply had enough of it, he was nearing his breaking point. It came to the point to where the man tried to force himself on his mother, he could not take it. He had stolen a stray dagger from a thug on his blind side, from there he let loose his fury. He rushed in while the b*****d moved on his mother and slit his throat, in rage blinded by noble intentions he brought the man to his death. In that action he assured his own, as the dagger pressed into the throat of the man Mushou had his back impaled by two katana.

Free me Shinigami.
As his consciousness wavered he could see a figure slowly appearing before him, seemingly walking through a wall. He looked up to her with weak eyes, after a moment he felt as light as air. Was this a creature of folk lore and a bringing of peace to those in death. He looked around for a few moments and took notice to his corpse and the rush of emotions in the room. He looked to the spirit and almost understood, "Are you here to release my soul?" The woman nodded lightly as she released her sword. "Has my rage damed me for hell? Are you to strike me as I already have been so that I may atone for my crimes?

"No.." He looked up to her and tilted his head slightly, he had assumed that his action would send him to hell. "You lived a life of servitude against your will and only sought to help those around you. Your last action brought your death but you have done more then you assume, in giving yourself up you have saved the life of your mother. You are destined for a place of peace and good will, you are destined for Soul Society young spirit." She smiled to him resting her hand to his head, he shared the same smile as she pressed the hilt of her blade to his fore head. "Thank you.... spirit." As he faded away her last words rung to him, "We are known as the Shinigami."

Shinigami Life

Your deeds are paid for now.
Mushou woke as if he never fell asleep or even died, however he knew that he had been visited by the cold hand of death. Then granted peace by the embrace of the Shinigami. To his front another woman handed him a piece of paper. "Thank you for your deeds in life Kumani Mushou, you are now to be rewarded for them. Please report to the address on that paper and wait for further instructions." He had a blank look on his face as he stepped away so confused, this place must have been the after life. Heaven was much different then he would have foreseen, many people dressed in rags and such. Mushou could see that even the after life broke its own into different social classes.

It took a few hours but with direction Mushou was able to come across the place of meeting. In there were two men, one who seemed to be wearing a bit formal and had some papers with him. The other was an old man who wore a massive white coat, around Mushou were many others who seemed to have gotten the same offer. It was explained to them that in their final moments they had committed a good deed worth of being placed into high class and would have to attend the Shinigami Academy as well. Of course he accepted.

Raise through the ranks
Mushou was placed into Squad three as his first squad and through training and performance he proved his worth as the third seat. He remained with this spot for many years and continued under the service of Rose when he became Captain. However in the time under his command he never really came to know him, and especially he regretted it when Rose defected from Soul Society. Mushou was ignorant to the reasons of this and still remains in the dark. It remained for a short time that Mushou was in a state of depression, for a while he would keep himself to guard duty in Soul Society dispatching Minor Hollow. He kept himself distant for this time from the new Captain Ichimaru Gin and the Vice Captain Izuru Kira.

Mushou never made himself attached to Gin or Kira as they seemed to share something unique on their own. As well as Mushou denied a Vice Captain position allowing Kira to gain it himself. However it was unknown to him that it was all staged for a grand performance. Kira himself was used by Gin and the other captains, Tosen and Aizen. When they left Soul Society Mushou was contending with scattered forced of Squad Three.

Time passed for the Gotei Thirteen, the Captain spots were respectfully filled by Shinigami who had proven to be above the cut. Mushou himself was chosen to lead Squad Nine after the Captain chosen to lead it after Tosen resigned. His test was monitored by Captains of Squad four and seven, Unohana and Komamura.

Final Time
Mushou restored the once lost order of Squad Nine and was able to give them a sense of respect once more. He completed many missions and became close friends with multiple Shinigami on his squad. During his last mission to stop the criminal organization of SEKAI he was infected with a Hollow specimen. After combating the SEKAI members they retreated into a Garganta. Weeks after Mushou succumbed to his Hollow and lost all sense of his Shinigami mind.

Now there is Dedrick Maldwyn.

RP Sample

Dedrick lurks, he slowly gives a step after another, not worried of any danger that could befall upon him. He kept on walking, in the apparently endless halls of Las Noches with his right hand in his pocket and the common straight forward expression bared on his face. Not revealing signs of emotion, this is how a hollow should be, emotionless. But he aimed higher, he has a goal. This arrancar strives to conquer the throne, his self confidence allows him to comprehend that he is capable, but also allows him to understand that the man in the throne, is fearless, collective and possesses great power, this man called Aizen is a Shinigami, therefore the reason to Dedricks goal, most part of the arrancar feel the same, but no one tries to oppose Aizen. This arrancar refuses to be lead by a Lowly Shinigami, a race that completely obliterates his own every day, he now heads to Aizens location.

The door was open, the enormous door that gave direct access to the thrones room was opened, any person could enter or so it seemed. Dedrick entered slowly, decreasing his reiatsu to the minimum level possible, to refrain himself from being spotted he hide in the shadow, while slowly approaching the three man before him. Aizen and his commanders we´re present. Aizen sejant on the throne, with a small yellow cup in his hand, he seemed relaxed, just like a King as the commanders remained down on the stairs, both relaxed as well with apparently nothing to do. Upon noticing they´re state, the reiatsu that was "sealed" and giving low signals, suddenly increased, burning the atmosphere and leaving the opponents without a single particle of oxygen. However, Aizen and his commanders remained, not a single sign of hesitation or impression was stated on the Shinigami´s expression. Dedricks anger grew, making him leave the shadows with a boom of Sonido, quickly appearing before Aizen himself. " Aizen, you will die by my hand!!" the arrancar shouted, manifesting a demonic expression along with great intent to kill, while Aizen kept himself calm with grace and still holding his cup."Dont use such strong words, it will make you look weak" a whispering voice was heard, Dedrick became speechless leaving only defeat, and the pitch darkness.

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