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Squad 3 (Fast Strike Group) Join Request Application:

Name: Akane Hikari
Gender: Male
Past Squads or New Recruit?: New Recruit
Zanpakuto: Coterus
Shikai Obtained?: No
Kidos Obtained: #'s 1, 4, 8, and 9
Goals: To finish obtaining Shikai, obtain Bankai, become as strong as possible, and defend the members of my squad.
Role Play Sample: It was the middle of the night when young Oshiro began his patrol around the borders of his camp. Tonight there was a new moon, which meant that all the light that he and his fellow soldiers had would come from oil lamps alone. After walking into the woods for about thirty minutes, Oshiro finally decided to sit down, bracing his back against the large trunk of a tree and setting his lantern down beside his knee. The years had been good to Oshiro, never sustaining more than a few bruises and scratches from the sporadic battles that he and his men were occasionally forced into. Japan was very restless, and had been for the past two or three years. Family fought family and didn’t know it until someone was dead on one side or the other. Still, everyone across Japan agreed on one thing, no matter what side they were on. This three way war between the three feudal lords had lasted long enough and soon, someone was going to end it. With Shogun Tougai to the North and East, Shogun Versimo to the South, and Shogun Tuskomi to the West, Japan was divided into factions, each equally as strong as the other, regardless of the land that the faction possessed. Everyone expected Shogun Tougai to put an end to the civil unrest that had plagued the country for some time, but now few believed that he had the ability to do so. Many frowned upon his cowardly tactics of attack and run repeatedly all over Japan, but none would oppose him save for the other two shoguns.
The faint sound of something rustling in the leaves of the brush behind Oshiro broke him out of his trance and made him leap to his feet, unsheathing his katana as he did so. He was alert and focused, seemingly ready for anything, at least, that was what appeared to be situation until the wind began to blow. A strong gust whipped around Oshiro’s legs, extinguishing the flame of his oil lamp and plunging him into pure and utter darkness. Again, the brush rustled, but now off to Oshiro’s left, then his right, each time growing closer and closer. His grip was firm as he glanced around nervously, straining his eyes to see in the dark. Suddenly, the rustling stopped and all was silent. Oshiro had no warning as something long and metallic bit deep into the flesh of his throat, severing his jugular veins and windpipe in a seemingly effortless, single slice. As he fell to his knees, the flame of his lamp returned, casting light on the dark figure before him. The man was around six feet tall with black hair down to his waist. He was clothed in black, almost skin tight, pants and shirt with a black cloak that stopped just above his shoes. His shoes were simple black boots, turned down at the tops with his pants tucked inside. Laying horizontal across the back of his waist was the now empty black sheath that housed his seven foot katana. Along the sides of the sheath were the engraved shapes of two dragons winding towards each other, starting from the ends. His katana was basically traditional, made in the same special fashion from stainless steel. However, the hilt was different. It was completely black gold and had the head of a dragon on the tip of it, the dragon’s eyes being black diamonds. The once shinning silver blade now shined crimson in the light from the lamp as Oshiro tried to speak, only producing sickening gurgles. The man standing in front of Oshiro looked down at Oshiro, his icy blue eyes full of disgust and hatred and seeming to glow in the light from the lamp. As if understanding Oshiro’s gurgling, the standing man spoke.
“My name is Akane Hikari, and tonight…..your men meet oblivion.”
Oshiro’s eyes grew wide with shock as six other people stepped out from the shadows, all wearing the same clothing as Akane, brandishing the same katanas, and peering at Oshiro with the same piercing eyes. There were four men and two women standing behind Akane now. As his vision began to blur, Oshiro fell forward onto his chest and face, letting the blood now pool on the ground around his shoulders. In a matter of seconds, Oshiro was dead and the lamp extinguished again. Still, seven pairs of icy blue eyes peered into the darkness, seeming to glow brilliantly for a few moments before, one by one, they simply disappeared. Only the eyes of Akane remained visible as he turned to face Oshiro’s camp, a camp belonging to one of Shogun Versimo’s small regiments. Akane cleaned his blade on the clothing on Oshiro’s back and sheathed his katana once more as he began to walk forward. His steps made no sound and neither did anything else he did. After taking a few steps, his eyes too disappeared, leaving the woods to appear, once again, lifeless.

Squad 3 (Fast Strike Group) Join Request Application:

Name: Amesta Kashu
Gender: Male
Past Squads or New Recruit?: New Recruit
Zanpakuto: Hachidori
Shikai Obtained?: No
Kidos Obtained: None
Goals: To preserve the smiles on peoples faces
Role Play Sample: Kashu walked onto the open field. The grass was dry, making him want to be barefoot. The wind blew gently across the field, ruffling his hair. Kashu reached up and pulled his hair back into a ponytail. He looked across the field and spotted the little girl walking alone along the sidewalk. He walked calmly over towards her, in a path of interception."Hellooo!"He called out at soon as he was close enough to her. She turned, startled, to look at him. She was a pretty little girl, with long brown hair, and bright green eyes."W-who are you?"She asked. The uncertainty was rich in her voice."I'm a shinigami named Kashu, and I'm here to send you to Soul Society!"The poor spirit had been wondering around for a long time, and Kashu was just now getting around to finding her, so he wanted to send her on her way as fast as he could, so the superiors would get off his back. She cocked her head to the side and he could tell that the usual questions were about to start coming."What's Soul Society?" She started off."Here, I'll show you!" Kashu pulled out his zanpakto and slammed the hilt against her head before she could run away. She quickly vanished into the air.I know it's a little mean to do it that way, but she'll enjoy it on the other side, and it's the fastest way to get her there. Kashu reasoned inside his head. He sheathed his zanpakto and started to whistle a tune as he walked around trying to find a place to catch a quick nap.

Squad 3 (Fast Strike Group) Join Request Application:

Name: Nick Uruza

Gender: Male

Past Squads or New Recruit?: Bount/Raven

Zanpakuto:Ookami

Shikai Obtained?:None yet

Kidos Obtained: The basics

Goals: To become a seated squad member in a reasonable amount of time.

Role Play Sample: The night was silent, and the wind breezed smoothly throughout the empty valley. The moon was full ,and the stars were sparkling like millions of 1/4 carat diamonds. In the darkness a shadowed figure was standing quietly. Anyone who would've seen this figure would only have been able to make out his brilliantly white eyes. The shadowy figure slowly stepped into the moonlight. The face showed, and you could clearly see that the figure was a male. His once white eyes faded out and back into a wonderful autumn leaf gold. This man had a name, and his name was Nick Uzura. He looked up into the sky as he thought to himself " Wow, I can't believe the sky is filled with all this beauty, but no one ever takes the time to notice it. Ha, sucker! Looks like I have this night all to my self. "

-Fade Out-

Hayate, your in.

Mario...are bounts/ravens allowed to join Shinigami?

I see. My apologies then, you didn't really make it clear in your application.

In that case, you're accepted. Welcome aboard

Accepted

YOSH. WELCOME IN