-Player Information-
Username: Nasi Karaz
Posting: On a normal day I’m on everyday...except Tuesdays are kind of sketchy.
-Basic Information-
Name: Montoro Ai
Clan: Montoro
Age: 20
Gender: Male
-Appearance-
Height: 6' 7"
Weight: 120
Hair: Titian Blonde, the light reflecting a variety of wondrous colors.
Eyes: Pearlescent Purple
Clothing: Ai wears a normal shihakusho, no changes to the attire. He wears black gloves all the time. Normally when fighting he takes his upper gi off and exposes an under-mesh and a double belt loop that holds his zanpakutou. He keeps it under a normal gi so that it isn’t constantly exposed.
In the Mortal World, he wears an entire Romani suit jacket set with a pair of shades.
Physical Description: A shinigami built for elegance and precision, his muscles aren’t bulky, but neither are they small.
Background:Born in the noble family of Ai, he had begun training at the early age of four to become the heir of the Montoro clan, one of the most prestigious clans in Seireitei; below the Four Noble Clans merely because the clan had not been there since the beginning.
At the age of five he had been given his zanpakutou, and had begun training with it. Never did he realize what it truly was, merely a weapon that he was forced to train with. Every day of his life was training. Every day he was forced to remain silent about his quaking muscles, the searing cuts, and pounding bruises lest he wished to be beaten.
This carried on until he was around the age of ten. Then, the clan decided that they wanted their shot at the high ring of nobles, to finally be noted for something, so they committed a secret act that no one knew about. Deep in their catacomb basements, Ai was tied to a strange machine, as was a frothing, raving Hollow. The last thing he remembered was someone attaching things to his body and head, then the faint hum of a machine as everything went black.
Finally awaking, his father rebuked him for such laziness in such a way as to not appear hateful, but still with such force that Ai was forced to obey. Again he sweat, and again no words or noises were put past his lips, returning to the same routine that had played out his entire life.
Many years later, when he was deemed ready, his family sent him off to the Academy, to become a shinigami, and show the Seireitei how the Montoro clan was still one of the most powerful in the Soul Society.
Personality: Ai is usually silent, speaking to no one. He doesn’t make friends easily, seeing as how he’d never really seen another being before, being holed up in his manor all his life. Most people find him an easy target for laughter, seeing as how he doesn’t dispute anything.
Other:
• His hollow is hyena-faced, and just as vicious as one. The teeth of the hollow mask aren’t flattened, but rather sharp like canines.
•Ai is well-voiced in literature, and reads whenever he isn't busy training. Or studying. His favorite form of written word is poetry.
•The Montoro clan is specialized in ranged attacks. However, when they must, they are trained in Gatka; an incredibly rhythmic fighting where all their motions are in unison.
