- - Username: Dcme [Call me Deecee]
- Character Name: Takafuno Yaanichi
- Pronunciation of the Name: Ta-ka-fu-no Ya-ni-chi
- Affiliation: Huceo Mundo
- Character Number/Rank: 0
- Espada Of: Loneliness
- Sexuality Heterosexual
- Character Personality Born alone. Living alone. Knowing nothing but himself in surmountable loneliness, Takafuno grew to become a being who knew only how to; "Exist." This ideal causes him to be stoic, quiet, soft spoken, and seemingly cold to all those around him, if there ever was anyone. Emotions are far between for him outside of general indifference. Even in life or death situations, he is utterly and completely dead to even someone attacking him. Within that sense, comes his ability of utter understanding. Takafuno has grown to a point where he watches those around so much easily he figures out their type of personality. Key traits of someones ego and superego; the mind - broken down by his own extreme perception ability. Rarely does a time go by where Taka does not evaluate those around him. He finds it to be his own source of entertainment, if not the only entertainment he gets. Never has he understood the value of friends, because he's never had one. Never has he understood the value of compassion or love, because he's never done so. Being strong and alone is all he's ever known and that is how he continues to; "exist."
- Character Likes:
Watching People.
Sweet Things.
Beautiful Scenery.
- Character Dislikes:
Long winded conversation.
Sour Things.
Unneeded Violence.
- Character Age:
[Human Appearance] 19
[Arrancar Age] 5,009 [Arrancar existence - 289]
- Character Birthday: He doesn't recall when he began effectively existing, but he does celebrate the first time actually meeting someone, which is March 17 XxXx.
- Character Zodiac Sign: Pisces
- Character Blood Type: Negative O [-O]
- Bio: Takafuno Log:: "I do not know exactly when my existence first began, but I do now I began as any other. A hollow, born from my misdeeds as a human, and transferring over to Huceo Mundo - it was undoubtedly the worst time of my birth. I was small. Meek. A weakling understanding nothing about the world I'd been thrust into. Above all else I wanted to climb and grow stronger. My urge to live was strengthened with my desolate surroundings. I knew not how to properly keep myself in check. It just seemed impossible. As I continued to roam the dunes, I found no comfort other than the dark sky and the grain below my feet. For a few hundred years or so, my time had been this and just this. My growth didn't go past that much at all until my realization of truth on just how weak I was. I'd finally found another. Another hollow, whom was chewing on the remains of yet ANOTHER hollow. It baffled me, in my first years existing, why it dared eat the company of another. That might've been the first time I ever truly experienced the feeling of sadness.
Invoked by this new found feeling, my garbled speech transformed into a yell. Stop I said. No more! We are comrades, you, I, and the one you've consumed, but this yell fell on deaf ears. The one opposite of me only smiled with blood coming from it's lips, tossing a portion of the carcass over to me. For one reason or another, I instantly felt another sensation I had never yet felt; hunger. I wanted. . . to eat the remains of this hollow just as the other was doing. I attempted to fight it as best I could, but it was futile in the end. I consumed that portion instantly and was filled with vigor. It was insatiable, this new lust. Overpowering. I saw nothing but the will to continue this meal as my next forward step in life, but it soon came to an end like all good things do. Funny, until then I'd never known anything but being alone. Never knew anything other than simply existing, but for the first time in my entire life I knew something more. I knew hunger. I knew lust. And it drove me to understand that I was no better than my brethren still smiling towards me. I could no longer fight off this new will.
We fought. Instantly I understand after eating that piece that this was the only solution in my life. To fight. Fight even more. I lost limbs in that battle; the first of my existence, but I ripped the head of my opponent square off with a second thought at all and enjoyed the spoils of victory. My body healed up almost instantaneously after the meal. I'd grown in stature. In strength and I knew then that this was what I needed. This was the next turn of my life. My search for more like me was restless. I found another and another and another; eating hollow after hollow to grow in strength until I effectively became a large bird-esque being. My wings were as long as a dune, as that was how I knew how to measure things. My beak slender and long. My strength, immeasurable. No one could stand in my way. . .or so I thought. In my valor I'd gone to a place where I'd heard the strong gathered. Large black hollows, said to pierce the very sky. They must've been filled with all types of energy. With this hunger and my madness, I drug myself into a forest.
And was eaten. I stood no chance against this new class, this was true. They were too powerful. Far above me in every way. Yes, I'd been consumed, but my will to live did not just end there. No. I'd decided upon my first birth, I would exist and see what this desolate world had to offer. I couldn't die here. Not now. As such, though my body was gone, my mind lived on in that Menos. I'd become just as the others were. A tall tower floating in the sky above and now I was even stronger than before. However, I realized over time, eating the hollows of my prior state did nothing for me. I was still hungry. I still wanted more! I needed something to quench my thirst and I suddenly had the idea; why not just consume my brothers? It made perfect sense. I got stronger from eating hollows of my level before. I would of course get even stronger by doing just the same and so, I did. I consumed more and more. I ate until I could eat no longer and then, yet another evolution took place. I took my next form, which is almost exactly like the one I hold now.
My story isn't much to tell after that. My hunger had almost instantly disappeared from that point onward. Occasionally I'd eat this hollow or that hollow to cure my boredom, but even that became meaningless. It did nothing for me. I fell into a depressive state. Living for me no longer had a purpose outside of eating and now what was I to do? Nothing. I couldn't do anything and decided to go into solitude for quite some time. It was in this unequivocal loneliness that I attempted to end my own life. . .and that drew out yet another transformation. By shattering my mask, I changed shape yet again into my current one. Long flowing mane or hair, a weapon by my side - it seemed this was how fate decided to continue to toy with me. Why give me so much power if no one could stand against me? Why could no one stand with me in my tier of strength? It was maddening. During these times I took refuge alone and played about with my newly gained abilities. I mastered them easily over time and, yet, that still wasn't enough. I needed more out of life.
This was when it happened. I'd taken a extensive trip to Earth and learned of it's wonders. The beauty. The vibrant colors. It showed me there was more than just sand and darkness; the path to a new light beckoned before me. I learned my things by simply watching the humans. Of their traditions and ideals, all of it amused me so much more than the fight for life in Huceo Mundo. It was here that became homey. . .however, having power like mind attracted others. Another came to me, as I watched the humans from afar. Telling me of others like me. Strong. Whom existed on my level. It brought great joy to me that no other could understand. Knowing there was just not one, but a group; instantly I accepted joining this regimen. I was branded with the number one and now await to see what the future will hold.
Time passed soon after. With my claim as the first Espada, I became known throughout the sands of Huceo Mundo. Soon, I came in contact with the other Espada, pleased with only two of them. The leader, the cero, his charisma lacked. He was not fit to wear the crown of Hueco Mundo's leader. After a battle with him after our first meeting, I took his position as lord over land. The Cero Espada, Takafuno Yaanichi."
Invoked by this new found feeling, my garbled speech transformed into a yell. Stop I said. No more! We are comrades, you, I, and the one you've consumed, but this yell fell on deaf ears. The one opposite of me only smiled with blood coming from it's lips, tossing a portion of the carcass over to me. For one reason or another, I instantly felt another sensation I had never yet felt; hunger. I wanted. . . to eat the remains of this hollow just as the other was doing. I attempted to fight it as best I could, but it was futile in the end. I consumed that portion instantly and was filled with vigor. It was insatiable, this new lust. Overpowering. I saw nothing but the will to continue this meal as my next forward step in life, but it soon came to an end like all good things do. Funny, until then I'd never known anything but being alone. Never knew anything other than simply existing, but for the first time in my entire life I knew something more. I knew hunger. I knew lust. And it drove me to understand that I was no better than my brethren still smiling towards me. I could no longer fight off this new will.
We fought. Instantly I understand after eating that piece that this was the only solution in my life. To fight. Fight even more. I lost limbs in that battle; the first of my existence, but I ripped the head of my opponent square off with a second thought at all and enjoyed the spoils of victory. My body healed up almost instantaneously after the meal. I'd grown in stature. In strength and I knew then that this was what I needed. This was the next turn of my life. My search for more like me was restless. I found another and another and another; eating hollow after hollow to grow in strength until I effectively became a large bird-esque being. My wings were as long as a dune, as that was how I knew how to measure things. My beak slender and long. My strength, immeasurable. No one could stand in my way. . .or so I thought. In my valor I'd gone to a place where I'd heard the strong gathered. Large black hollows, said to pierce the very sky. They must've been filled with all types of energy. With this hunger and my madness, I drug myself into a forest.
And was eaten. I stood no chance against this new class, this was true. They were too powerful. Far above me in every way. Yes, I'd been consumed, but my will to live did not just end there. No. I'd decided upon my first birth, I would exist and see what this desolate world had to offer. I couldn't die here. Not now. As such, though my body was gone, my mind lived on in that Menos. I'd become just as the others were. A tall tower floating in the sky above and now I was even stronger than before. However, I realized over time, eating the hollows of my prior state did nothing for me. I was still hungry. I still wanted more! I needed something to quench my thirst and I suddenly had the idea; why not just consume my brothers? It made perfect sense. I got stronger from eating hollows of my level before. I would of course get even stronger by doing just the same and so, I did. I consumed more and more. I ate until I could eat no longer and then, yet another evolution took place. I took my next form, which is almost exactly like the one I hold now.
My story isn't much to tell after that. My hunger had almost instantly disappeared from that point onward. Occasionally I'd eat this hollow or that hollow to cure my boredom, but even that became meaningless. It did nothing for me. I fell into a depressive state. Living for me no longer had a purpose outside of eating and now what was I to do? Nothing. I couldn't do anything and decided to go into solitude for quite some time. It was in this unequivocal loneliness that I attempted to end my own life. . .and that drew out yet another transformation. By shattering my mask, I changed shape yet again into my current one. Long flowing mane or hair, a weapon by my side - it seemed this was how fate decided to continue to toy with me. Why give me so much power if no one could stand against me? Why could no one stand with me in my tier of strength? It was maddening. During these times I took refuge alone and played about with my newly gained abilities. I mastered them easily over time and, yet, that still wasn't enough. I needed more out of life.
This was when it happened. I'd taken a extensive trip to Earth and learned of it's wonders. The beauty. The vibrant colors. It showed me there was more than just sand and darkness; the path to a new light beckoned before me. I learned my things by simply watching the humans. Of their traditions and ideals, all of it amused me so much more than the fight for life in Huceo Mundo. It was here that became homey. . .however, having power like mind attracted others. Another came to me, as I watched the humans from afar. Telling me of others like me. Strong. Whom existed on my level. It brought great joy to me that no other could understand. Knowing there was just not one, but a group; instantly I accepted joining this regimen. I was branded with the number one and now await to see what the future will hold.
Time passed soon after. With my claim as the first Espada, I became known throughout the sands of Huceo Mundo. Soon, I came in contact with the other Espada, pleased with only two of them. The leader, the cero, his charisma lacked. He was not fit to wear the crown of Hueco Mundo's leader. After a battle with him after our first meeting, I took his position as lord over land. The Cero Espada, Takafuno Yaanichi."
