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PostSubject: Bleach Character Template    Tue Jun 28, 2011 2:12 pm

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Race(Shinigami,Nekogami,Arrancar,Quincy etc):
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PostSubject: Application: Luna Franscesca Izquierdo   Tue Jun 28, 2011 2:49 pm

Luna Franscesca Izquierdo



Age: 467

Gender: female

Appearance:

Luna Franscesca Izquierdo is a rather short, young looking woman (18-20)
with the body height of only 1,69 m and a very slender, but voluptous
body built. She has bright emerald green eyes and very light skin, almost
white, which is explained by the lack of sun in her home place named Hueco
Mundo, as well as slightly pink lips. Luna has very long brunette hair which ends above her tighs. Her mask remnant is about her cheek level in form of a upper jaw bone. It ends shortly before her ears and is fitting her face perfectly. She normally wears a long white coat with a huge collar, a pair of white pants which are lovely decorated with a purple obi. She wears white
high heels in order to gain a little body height.


Personality:
Luna is normally a rather neutral being. She is very silent and extremely
laid back, as well as pretty emotionless. She often seems to look bored
or not interested at all about the persons around her, but she does care
about her closer family and friends. If she is attacked or annoyed, she can
change her mood immediately: She tends to hurt her opponents with evil
comments and almost hurting deep sarcasm. Depending on mood, Luna
can be pretty random, as well as pretty serious.

Race: Arrancar

Affiliation: Neutral

Talents: Swordmanship, Reiatsu Control, Speed

Hobbies
: Science, Drawing, Eating, Training, reading and writing poetry,
hanging out with friends.

Alias: "Mothy"

History: Luna doesnt know about her past as human, as well as can barely recall what happened in her time as Menos Grande. While she was fighting her way up the Hollow Rankings, she remembered only a few events. With the natural breaking of her mask as Adjuchas and the regain of her human appearance, as well as human consciousness, her memories got clearer and more defined. Sometimes, old memories from her times as Adjucha haunt her. Luna was working hard and intensively on her talents. She improved her speed to a very good level, as well as her Zanjutsu. Lunas abilities to control poison made her a very dangerous fighter. And in all the years, she fought her way up to perfection, even though she knows deep inside that she still has a long way to go to reach this said perfection. Until now, Lunas only aim is to perfect her abilities and to get stronger.

Zanpaktou: Falena (Moth)
RP Sample:

"It is a very... lonesome day." she said to herself as she stood in the desert of Hueco Mundo. The sand made funny noises under her feet, and somehow, she felt great. With a soft smile, she felt that she was right in being here, and she felt more and more that Hueco Mundo is her real home. She then closed her eyes and grabbed the hilt of her Zanpakutou with the Name Falena. Falena was a very beautiful blade - the Ito was purple, the Tsuba was butterfly shaped and the blade itself was pitch black. She then suddenly stepped forward, imagining an opponent. And even though this opponent was fictional, she could see it infront of her eyes : A huge hollow aiming to get her life. This opponent doesnt exist. It was only in her imagination, a reason to fight, a reason to defend her life: A reason she made for herself to perfect her abilities to fight.She was stepping forward, her blade in both of her hands, and jumped up to fulfill a beautiful made diagonal slash, and as her feet touched the sand again, she forced her body into a full spin and then loosened the grip on her Znapakutou, and let only her right hand hold the blade. While spinning, she held the blade hardly, and did a spinning cut. She then bend backwards, her free hand held forward. A bullet made of pure reiatsu shot out of the hand - a Bala. She could see her imaginary, non-existant opponent going down. Luna then stood in the desert again. She was all alone. She gazed into reality.
"That was good. Good, but not perfect."

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PostSubject: Re: Bleach Character Template    Tue Jun 28, 2011 2:57 pm

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PostSubject: Expand!   Tue Jun 28, 2011 3:47 pm

EXPAND! D<



[b]Age
: 467

Gender: female

Appearance: 

Luna Franscesca Izquierdo is a rather short, young looking woman (18-20)
with the body height of only 1,69 m and a very slender, but voluptous
body built. She has bright emerald green eyes and very light skin, almost
white, which is explained by the lack of sun in her home place named Hueco
Mundo, as well as slightly pink lips. Luna has very long brunette hair which ends above her tighs. Her mask remnant is about her cheek level in form of a upper jaw bone. It ends shortly before her ears and is fitting her face perfectly. She normally wears a long white coat with a huge collar, a pair of white pants which are lovely decorated with a purple obi. She wears white
high heels in order to gain a little body height.


Personality
Luna is normally a rather neutral being. She is very silent and extremely
laid back, as well as pretty emotionless. She often seems to look bored
or not interested at all about the persons around her, but she does care
about her closer family and friends. If she is attacked or annoyed, she can
change her mood immediately: She tends to hurt her opponents with evil
comments and almost hurting deep sarcasm. Depending on mood, Luna
can be pretty random, as well as pretty serious.

In terms of fighting, Luna is normally a laid back person. She tends to toy
with her opponents to get through his or her pattern of attacks. She loves
to obeserve her opponents, and then, when the moment is correct, she
attacks and aims at her opponents weak points. In terms of fighting, her
only resolve is the loyality towards Hueco Mundo and its inhabitants. Luna
is also a very protective mother and protects her children and Hueco Mundos
safety with her own life. She is willing in to sacrifice herself for someone or
something higher.

Luna also lacks the ability to communicate properly. She seems shy and pretty
silent, but it is not because she is shy for real, but because she is afraid to say something
insulting or wrong. Luna fears to be rejected and hungers for attention and love.
That is why she always tries to get attention with rather strange actions, as well as giving
random presents and even more random sentences. She tries to start a conversation,
but normally fails at it.

Race: Arrancar

Affiliation: Neutral

Talents: Swordmanship, Reiatsu Control, Speed

Hobbies: Science, Drawing, Eating, Training, reading and writing poetry,
hanging out with friends.

Alias: "Mothy"

History:As a hollow, Luna doesnt know anything about her past as a human. She doesnt know where she originates from, nor why she was in existance. As she woke up as a hollow, she had only one thing in mind: eating those who got in her way, and killing those who attempted to take her own life. Luna was a usual Hollow who fought herself up the Hollow ranking – from the small Gillian Hollow to a Menos Grande. A Menos Grande is a merging of several hundreds of Hollows. These souls struggle withing the Menos Grande for the domination of mind.

After Luna finally had gained this said domination of mind, she was able to think and speak again. Adjucha level meaned a lot to her, since this was the first time she realized what and where she was. She didnt only exist. She was real. And as Adjucha, she spent her days in eating other Adjucha. After a while, she devoured a lot of souls and got so strong, that barely any pther Adjucha was able to mess with her – but one. This very hollow tried often to devour her, but they never managed to find a winner in their fights, and always stopped their fights due to fatigue and exhaustion. One day, she found her dead enemy on the ground of the Menos Forest. She had no idea what or whom had killed him, but she was determined to find this being – but she never had success. After a while, Luna managed to break her own mask on her face. The insectoid Moth Hollow with the dark eyes and hollow voice turned into an Arrancar. In the second of the mask breaking, she realized that she was something special – not all Hollows manage to break their masks and regain not only human consciousness, but also a human appreance. With her mask breaking came her power. She was able to train herself in Zanjutsu, in Reiatsu Control.

In her days as Arrancar, Luna spent her days with training and getting stronger. But sometimes, when she is running through the Menos Forest, she feels that feeling... that hint of... of Nostalgy. That hint of sadness inside her. And everytime she ran through the forest, she also looked out for the killer of her enemy. She was angry at this person. He or She took her opponent away. And somehow, she wants revenge. And until now, she runs through the Menos Forest, in search of this man or woman who took her opponent away from her.

Zanpaktou: Falena (Moth)

RP Sample:

"It is a very... lonesome day. So lonesome and dark, I feel like I already felt this way. But I know... Sure... heh, how could I forget it? I was lonely my whole life. How am I able to forget loneliness? I dont know myself. Forgetting is a sign of stupidity. But I want to be perfect. A perfect being. Am I already perfect? For some, maybe. For me, I am still far, far, far away from it – perfection." she said to herself as she stood in the desert of Hueco Mundo. The sand made funny noises under her feet, and somehow, she felt great. This desert... her home. Not only a dead wide place with trees who already died from the dry climate, not only a place of death and misery. It was a land of hope and joy to her, since this vast land was the reason she got what she is – one of the strongest beings in this land, feared by Shinigami, admired by fellow Arrancar. With a soft smile, she felt that she was right in being here, and she felt more and more that Hueco Mundo is her real home. She then closed her eyes and grabbed the hilt of her Zanpakutou with the Name Falena. Falena was a very beautiful blade - the Ito was purple, the Tsuba was butterfly shaped and the blade itself was pitch black. She then suddenly stepped forward, imagining an opponent. And even though this opponent was fictional, she could see it infront of her eyes : A huge hollow aiming to get her life. She even saw some details: A huge mask, fur, almost 3 meters in height, claws and blood on them. Blood... she could almost smell it. Her fantasy was creating an image infront od her imaginary eyes. This opponent doesnt exist. It was only in her imagination, a reason to fight, a reason to defend her life: A reason she made for herself to perfect her abilities to fight.She was stepping forward, her blade in both of her hands, and jumped up to fulfill a beautiful made diagonal slash, and as her feet touched the sand again, she forced her body into a full spin and then loosened the grip on her Znapakutou, and let only her right hand hold the blade. While spinning, she held the blade hardly, and did a spinning cut. She then bend backwards, her free hand held forward. A bullet made of pure reiatsu shot out of the hand - a Bala. After this, suddenly, she vanished in the vast sound of a sonido, showing off her full potential in terms of speed and agility – her body split up into several afterimages, and all of these afterimages were freely able to move, like clones. She was only one of the few who were able to perform a Gemelos Sonido, a high level technique which allows the user to create speed clones which are so realistic that they even showed the ability to bleed. These three newly created Lunas surrounded the fictional opponent and all of them were rushing towards the ficitonal opponent. They stretched their arms in a move of unison. They stood in a circle, the blades only touching each other with their tips. She could see her imaginary, non-existant opponent going down. Luna then stood in the desert again, her speed clones poofing away into nothingness.She was all alone, as always. Even though her imagination was easing her pain of loneliness in her heart – reality was not. Reality was killing her inside. Something awesome, this reality. Should she open her eyes? Just to take a small gaze? Finally, she opened her eyes, her real ones, her imaginary ones. She gazed into reality. 
"That was good. Good, but not perfect."

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PostSubject: Re: Bleach Character Template    Tue Jun 28, 2011 3:49 pm

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PostSubject: Albion Vangard   Tue Jun 28, 2011 6:51 pm


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Age: 345

Gender: Male

Appearance:
Albion is a slender, tall man. He has long purple hair with navy blue highlights and pale skin.
Part of his hollow remnant covers his eyes, which makes them appear black, void.
The rest of his arrancar remnants cover his neck, and lower jaw.
He wears a custom white arrancar top which almost reaches down on his heels, with a long-sleeved coat on top.
He wears the normal arrancar hakama, matched with a pair of golden iron boots.

Personality:

Albion is a calm, quiet, neutral and serious individual who doesnt really react to anything unless he thinks it's worth the time and effort.
He is friendly towards his allies, and keeps a neutral stance towards people he doesnt know.
He is a person who always tries his best to keep his cool under any situation. He never shows arrogance, even if he feels overconfident at times.
Albion is difficult to anger. He doesnt believe in honor, nor glory and therefore, doesnt preach it.

In terms of fighting, Albion approaches his opponents with caution, and a neutral demeanor.
He doesnt respond to mockery, and since he isnt prideful at all, he almost never gets provoked.
He always tries his best and goes all out in a fight, whether that is a friendly spar, or a fight to the death against an enemy.
Albion follows orders to the letter and will never hesitate to execute them under-almost- any circumstances.

Albion, in his attempt to keep his neutrality under any situation, might seem distant to others.
He doesnt get attached to people easily and avoids trusting people, even during situations teamwork and trust might be required.
Albion doesnt hurt others on his own, not unless someone corners him to a point when violence is required in order to survive.
If there is one thing Albion believes is holy and respects the most, that is survival.

Race: Arrancar

Affiliation:
Neutral, distant.

Talents: Swordmanship, Ambidexterity, Adaptability.

Hobbies: Thinking, Trainning, Learning new things in every way possible.

Alias: None.

Zanpakutou: Vacio (Void)

History:
Albion lead a very sad life when he was alive. He was abused throughout his life by his parents, his "friends", by everyone he knew.
One day, he woke up and decided he couldnt live like that anymore, he decided to do something for himself, to enjoy himself, to feel alive and happy.
He packed his things, quit his miserable job as an office clerk, told his parents and his relatives off and got on a plane to a foreign country.
He wanted to leave everything and everyone who dragged him down, behind. He was afraid, but he knew that was his only choice.
Life however, wouldnt let his sadness rest. Wherever he'd go, people would treat him the same, he felt like a stranger, a person everyone would push aside.
Albion didnt give up, he didnt want to give up. He kept traveling around the world, looking for a special place and a special someone to give meaning to his life.

Albion traveled a lot, traveling around places had almost become everyday life for him, he was used to it, he never thought that something bad would happen.
Unfortunately for him, no place in the world seemed to be the right place. Saddened and dissapointed, he decided to head back home, and probably end his misery, himself.

Albion was flying back home when a storm broke out above the Atlantic ocean. The storm was very intense, and for the first time in his life, he had a very bad feeling about the situation he was in. It was the very first time he was so scared. He had gotten used to getting nervous whenever he traveled from place to place, but this uneasy feeling couldnt be supressed, it was powerful, and it was really scary.
Albion watched from the window as the storm became even more intense. Somehow he knew that he wouldnt live to see another day.
He was ready. He knew he had no place in this world and he finally realized it. It was as if nature was trying to fix its mistake.
Albion accepted the feeling which sent shivers down his spine. He looked up, and there it was, a notice from the captain, apologizing that he couldnt keep the bird in the air, both engines were damaged.

Albion clenched his fists together and closed his eyes, waiting for the plane to crash. The plane crashed on the sea, in the middle of the ocean.
Albion didnt feel a thing, his death was instant.
Suddenly, he woke up in Hueco Mundo. Albion was surprised. He felt alive again, although he had no idea what had happened.
He looked at himself, and realized he was a monster, a hollow,a corrupted soul which wandered the dark, barren desert of Hueco Mundo.
He adapted quickly, quicker than he expected. He was a peaceful and weak looking hollow, easy prey for the predators which he had to evade quite often.
This place didnt feel like home either, but this time, he knew what to expect. Hostility. Albion tried to befriend other hollows, and try to find food with their help but to no avail. The other hollows were hostile, greedy, and powerful. He knew he had to defend himself, so he became more aggressive.

Fortunately for him, he was very good at defending himself, being able to drive away most of his attackers, and even devour the unfortunate ones himself.
After devouring several of his attackers, he began realizing that his power was growing. After several years and many hollows being devoured, he became a Gillian, and then an Adjucha. He noticed he was very powerful, and his attackers became scarce. Everyone respected and feared his power.
Compared to most habitants of Hueco Mundo he had met, he was the most cunning by far. He knew there were more powerful beings than him, he knew that the fight for survival wasnt over yet.

His suspicions were confirmed. The more powerful hollows would prey on everyone, including him, and they were greedier and more hostile than ever before.
He kept fending off all the attackers by himself. Despite his power, he hadnt made any friends. Fortunately for him, the previous cycle worked to his advantage again. He began devouring the majority of his attackers, and one day, it happened. His mask broke and he regained part of his humanity. It was the happiest day of his life, he wasnt just another hollow anymore. He was an Arrancar.

RP Sample (Part of a fight against a monster during a mission of mine)


Eiji closed the door behind him the moment he walked down the first step which led to the underground basement. There was a strange, undescribable smell in the air.
This smells like death... Eiji thought after he stopped sniffing, trying to get used to the atmosphere. He turned around and looked at what seemed to be an endless stairway, reaching deep underground.
Well....time to see what's in store for me.... He thought and braced himself by taking a deep breath; and with that, he began walking down towards the darkness.

Eiji's steps echoed in the hall of the stairway, making an eerie noise that could signal enemies if it was in a different time and place.
Eiji shoved his hands in his pockets and kept moving down the stairway, always prepared to make an evasive maneuver if needed. He's the type to always be on guard after all.
Eiji's wrinkled eyebrows showed his concentration as he had focused his stare on what might be coming out of the darkness while he kept moving downstairs.
What...is that...? Eiji wondered when he started hearing loud noise and screams coming from far ahead. I better check it out....
Eiji quickly walked down the stairs, the loud getting more intense with every step he took. After a few seconds, he arrived at the entrance to the laboratory.

He slowly peeked around the wall as the noise sounded as if it's right next to him, and his eyes widened in surprise. What in the name of hollows is that...?
Eiji mumbled to himself when his gaze fell on the frankenstein hollow. It was composed of several different hollow bodyparts stitched together, it was a horrible sight.
He slowly shook his head in dissapointment as he took another peek around the wall, watching how the hollow smashed everything around it; its tenacity was remarkable.
This is crazy....even for our standards... Eiji mumbled to himself again and kept observing the hollow, thinking what he should do next.

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PostSubject: Re: Bleach Character Template    Tue Jun 28, 2011 10:32 pm

Name: Sieg Hart
Age: 666
Gender: Male
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Height: 6'2"
Weight: 138 lbs
Eye Color: Violent Blood Red

Personality:

A once timid and arrogant arrancar, Sieg's views and tastes have evolved in a twisted way over the years. At a glance, a dominant trait to the arrancar is an air of intimidation. It is of the greatest pleasure to the sadistic creature to see another in pain and a way to inflict scars that run far deeper than the flesh is to scar the heart or the mind. In this way, the arrancar not only provokes the people he meets, but he toys with them as if wedging his way deeper and deeper into their psyche. Each comment, even those that are subtle or offputting, is spoken as if it is law. This does perhaps give him an air of authority, but it all goes back to his sense of arrogance. It was not evolved through, but instead made more deformed and penetrating a quality.

Upon first meeting, one may judge Sieg to be similar to rebellious royalty. He speaks confidently, he seems to have a lackluster poise and he says what he wants regardless the thoughts this may provoke in those around him. It is as if he is well versed but ignorant of manners in a way. Like a crocadile smile, it seems as if he is with-holding something important even when speaking a lot - as he often does. This can all make him a confusing creature to meet. The sort you feel you have pegged and then he says something that throws off the entire analysis. Again, the roots here lie in arrogance, for it can cause him to misportray himself, but this also touches onto another penetrating trait of Sieg's personality. His lack of sanity.

Many who lack sanity find themselves without understanding or perhaps confused by their own random meanderings, but Sieg's personality does not support this type of being. Instead, the arrancar could be called crazy not for ignorance, but for how he seems so assured and satisfied with even the most dismal and out there conclusions. The only stipulation is that the conclusion must not conflict with his values. Luckily for Sieg, who dislikes the notion of normality, his sense of values is so distorted that it is not difficult to match up his conclusions to them.

If you saw a crying child, would you be saddened or want to help? This sort of thing is what shapes the heart of one's values. An arrancar however is a creature of darkness, a being who detests weakness and hungers for destruction. So what kinds of values could such a creature possibly formulate? To put it simply, questionable ones. For this arrancar, these questionable morals and values lie not with kindness but more-so with a degenerate degree of respect. To acknowledge another, that is respect. To question what they believe, that is respect. These two notions do apply to Sieg's beliefs but like a shallow pond - this is where it hits bottom. The arrancar respects creatures only to the degree that he would give them the time of day or perhaps allow his name as executioner to be known. He, however, does not respect any sense of life.

This creature believes his life was stolen and forsaken by the gods of death and humanity at large and he sees the 'do-gooder' attitude to be a flagrant disregard for reality. Life is hard and death is natural where there is life. Because of this, Sieg kills indescriminately once he's started and sees any who would not kill to be an insult on the battle field. This viciousness superceeds his normal attitude on occasion and becomes more relevant as one learns of the way he fights. Aside from all of this, Sieg could be an interesting creature to have a conversation with. As long as one does not spark his fuse and is careful to keep his amusement he would ignore who or what they were, for a while at-least.

Race: Arrancar
Affiliation: Antagonistic
Talents: Sword-play, strength, and speed. Lacks defensive capability.
Hobbies: Killing things, killing other things, etc.
Alias: Sieg, The Terror of the Sands
History:

Born to a modest family, Sieg's roots are of the norm for the age in which he was raised. With weakening eye sight and little patience to speak of, the boy was neither fit for the military nor work on a farm. A stubborn child to a fault would grow through his life of poverty by stealing and making quiet deals with bandits. This life was unsuitable for the boy who by age fifteen was blind in one eye and nearly so in the other. Time was short for someone of such a handicap, but it wouldn't stop a young Sieg from supporting his family. Several years passed and Sieg had lost what little sight he had. Stealing was now next to impossible and deals were fine for several months, but rumors began to circulate and it was soon a known fact that the young man was blind. This was exploited, money was shorted, trinkets stolen and blatent disrespect would go on in front of the oblivious youth.

Sieg's father feared for the worst, it would be only a matter of time before someone simply killed the boy for free information or free services. Sieg, without his own consent to the happenings, was sent away with a guide. The guide took the boy across the land, teaching him many things in the weeks they walked. Their destination, a grand palace. Sieg, being of his particular handicap, was well suited to work for the lord of his lands. His eyes would never show disrespect and he could be kept under constant suveilance without his knowledge, but such a remarkable change in his life was not fated to happen, for the time was that of war and guerilla warfare halted the two, ending their lives only several miles from the capital.

The area both unfamiliar and quiet was nothing short of torturous for the newly released soul. He sat there, against a tree, for weeks, scared and alone. The chain on his chest went unobserved and soon deteriorated into nothing, callapsing into the boy's body to begin the nightmarish transformation into a hollow.

The roaring beast screamed a shrill cry. In his lack of understanding the boy's mind was overloaded and went into something of a comatose state, not dead but virtually oblivious. Months, years, decades and eventually centuries crept by, the hunt was on. Food, it was all he could focus on. Hollows, humans, animals, anything that had enough energy to draw his eye was devoured ruthlessly, bringing on the hollow's inevitable evolutionary responses.

It was a dry existance as Sieg began to realize, his mind slowly stirring from it's prolonged slumber. Things were different now, a merging of both active and instinctive mind occurred, bringing a sudden realization of insanity. Sieg didn't know why he was so hungry, why a trickle of reiatsu enticed him so, or even what his name had been. The man only knew he was not human anymore and that it was kill or be killed.

As one would suspect, the killing continued until Sieg stood a bit more stable in mind as an adjucha. He was new to the form, hands curiously scanning his mask's surface. Another moment of insanity began to approach. Clostrophobia kicked in and then panic. The mask, he pulled it but it wouldn't come off. The creature screamed and lashed out on the land around him, still pulling viciously at the structure. Chip after chip broke off, each more painful than the last until the torturous state was almost unfathomable. He could barely move, but the hollow couldn't stop, he had to get it off.

Hours went by and the creature screamed so horridly that other hollows avoided the scene. Sieg's reiatsu was spiking and shrinking constantly until he finally broke through an adequite portion of the mask. Now on all fours, sick from the pain, the hollow began to evolve. The shredded and burning flesh gradually mended and after two days of near immobility, the creature finally rose. It was done, Sieg had given birth to a new form. The form of an arrancar. It was just in time and to his amazement, he stood revealed, glaring into the darkness where several hollows sat watching, waiting for the moment they could strike. Their problem was, they had waited too long, and their lives became the first tributes to the arrancar's majesty.

Fully replenished and in a form that was unfamiliar to him, Sieg began to wander through the deserts of Hueco Mundo, exploring the depths and extents of his newfound power. It was during this era in his life that the arrancar truly began to grow, ceaseless slaughter was not an urge any longer, it was a life-style. Murder was now a choice and one he relished in. Hollows, shinigami and human souls alike were on the menu and yet over time this began becoming dull for the growing creature. Most of his prey was not strong enough to provide the original rush. The thrill of the kill was leaving Sieg. It was the only thing he had cherished since his transformation, and now, even that was being taken away.

Without the thrill of the kill, life became tiresome for the troubled arrancar. Sieg travelled all over the human world and found his way to the most estranged depths of Hueco Mundo but even the diverse worlds of humans and the desert he had found truly to be infinite brought no vigor back to Sieg's lust lacking life. It enraged him and depressed him at the same time to be in a state like this. Nothing tickled his fancy anymore and even new places had lost that sense of adventure into the unknown. It was as if he'd seen it all already. This chapter in his life was of the most painful, but Sieg was not one to be kept down in the dumps - not forever. He had taken to studying cultures and tactics, his view on the world matured some and from the rubble of his tortured soul, a new monster was emerging.

Such ideas as making allies and having others work for ones-self had never crossed the arrancar's mind in the past. He had always lived for the kill and had thought others would get in the way or steal his glory. Those horrid years devoid of life had opened Sieg's eyes to a new reality and he would make it exciting for himself. His pulse would pound once again with the thrill of life.

It was a tough project to begin working on, but Sieg had found that making allies had some theoretical perks and if he played them right, he could throw the appetizers to the dogs while he fought the main course. In other words, his allies could draw his ideal prey closer and the arrancar could kill opponents who were more worthy of his time. This worked well for a time, he would repeat his process in different areas of the human world and draw the shinigami on patrol to their deaths with any hollow who would heed his command. It allowed him to live again - and once again, he was growing.

Zanpaktou: Láminas de la desesperación! (Blades of Despair)
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What was that sound? What was that incessent banging noise? Was that the kids in the apartment above? They had to be either stomping or playing basketball up there, that sound was LOUD. Jesus christ, kids. SHUT UP. Miku grumbled, opening her eyes and vaguely registering her lack of clothing under the silk sheets she was currently buried beneath. She shifted in bed, facing the opposite direction from the window and reached up under the lace-edged pillow that her head was currently resting on. Pulling it up into the sides of her head and pushing hard on her ears to try and muffle the idiotic noise. It worked.. sort of. She couldn't exactly HEAR the noise anymore, but she could FEEL it now. Reverberating through her queen-sized mattress, mocking her, violently shaking her to intentionally disturb her sleep. Fuck it, Miku thought as she slowly resigned herself to releasing the pillow, letting it fall back into place, albeit slowly, as she wearily pulled the sheets off of herself. Miku sat up, stretching her arms into the air and yawning, her impossibly long blue hair cascading behind her and piling on the bed. Miku stood up, noting a pain in her right leg as she did so. Damn, must've slept wrong.

She blinked a few times, rubbing her eyes to clear the sleep away before looking around the apartment. A simple morning routine, make sure she didn't get drunk and break everything. Alright. The small-ish apartment consisted of only the one room. The entirety of the apartment was the one room,save the bathroom, which left a lot of space in the middle. There was her bed, on the west side. The most elegant thing in the room, lace and silk adorning it. The large dresser containing all her clothing was standing next to the bed. Oak, double doored. On the north side, the kitchen. A stove, an oven, cabinets, a sink (the faucet itself being almost completely white from all the limescale), and a refrigerator (always stocked with what Miku wanted, never quite with what she needed, hence her constant grocery runs). On the east side, a door that leads to the bathroom, a simple 10 x 12 room with a stand-up shower/bath combo with a see-through curtain, a sink and counter with a hairdryer, a razor, tissues, soap, and deoderant resting on it, and a toilet, white, padded. Also on the east side was a roof-to-ceiling see-through door that led out to a 7 x 10 balcony, showing an amazing view of the city, especially at night. There was also a tv, 42" plasma that sat on a small stand against the wall between the two doors. On the south side of her apartment was a coat rack, the door that led out into the hallway of the twelve-story complex (she lived on the twelfth, just for the nice view). Smack dab in the middle of the room was a sofa, about 2 yards wide, that reclined, facing the TV. Black, old leather, comfortable as hell. Miku nodded, making sure everything was in place before walking drowsily to the shower, pulling back the curtain and turning the water on, cranking it up to the place she had memorized as being the heat she was comfortable with and letting the bath water spray out down the drain while she examined herself in the mirror, still trying to wake up.

She was 19, and yet somehow living on her own. Most people wondered if she stole the place. The fact of the matter was, when her parents died she had inherited a small fortune from her dad's record company profits. She didn't know what to do with the massive amount of cash. I mean she really didn't want a huge, elaborate place. So she bought a room with a view and kept the rest saved up. When was she ever going to need it? She didn't have the foggiest idea. She looked her own body up and down in the mirror. Five foot, nine inch height, check, she hadn't grown at all since some time last year. She poked her stomach, a small imprint being left on the pale skin which quickly faded. Miku sighed, she was only a hundred and ten pounds. Really skinny for her age and height. Some would even say scrawny, and that could certainly apply, as a bit of her weight came from her C cup breasts anyway. Miku looked straight at herself in the mirror, making eye contact with her reflection. The pale, blue eyes that matched her calf-length hair met themselves for only a second before Miku turned around to check the water. She slipped her hand under the faucet and felt it, perfect. She slid her hand over another dial in the wall, turning it all the way as the bath water stopped and the shower switched on, the water blasting down into the tub beneath. Miku pulled back the curtain further and stepped in, closing the curtain and facing the wall opposite the showerhead. The hot water, not quite scalding, but close enough to tingle, hit Miku's shoulders and upper back directly, spraying over her shoulders and against the wall. The hot spray had.. a bit of a sleeping agent type of quality to it.. Miku could feel herself dozing off, even standing up like this.. She could vaguely make out the shampoo and soap dispensers on the wall next to her, and she shook her head to try and wake herself up. Come on, Miku, pull it together. The day has started, it's time to face it. Resignedly, she raised a hand under the soap dispenser, raising the other hand to the small, cream-colored button and pushing it in, rewarded by a large dollop of the red soap dropping into her hand. It took her about five minutes to finish applying the soap and rinsing it off. Miku giggled as the soap swirled around the drain before surrendering to its pull and disappearing inside of it. She loved watching that, she didn't know why. As she repeated the dolloping process for the shampoo, she pumped a few extra helpings of it into her hand. pushing the lot of it onto the very top of her head and rubbing it in, allowing the large, foamy, helmet-like mass of shampoo build up before sticking her head into the water, letting the shampoo naturally flow down her obscenely long hair and down the drain. She had discovered quite a while ago that this was the most effective method for washing it. After close to ten minutes, she was satisfied and sure that all the shampoo had been washed out. Reaching for both dials on the shower, she turned them both into their respective "off" positions, and pulled the curtain back once more, stepping out into open air and grabbing a towel from the rack on the wall. She knew that it was pointless to try and wrap her hair in a towel, there wasn't one in the world long enough, so she resigned to simply wrapping it around her body at the armpit, the elongated towel ending around her knee-area, and holding it in place with one hand, using the other hand to grab the hair dryer. She tilted her head to one side, letting her hair fall to that side like a curtain as she moved the dryer up and down, aimed at her hair, effectively drying the length of it in elaborate arm motions and almost fifteen minutes of time. Once finished, she switched off the hair dryer and laid it on the counter next to the sink, walking out into the main room and closing the bathroom door behind her, leaving the lights on as she always did. Fuck going green.

Walking over to her nightstand, her walk faster now that she had showered and was less exhausted, she picked up two small rubber bands from beside the lamp that resided there, Sliding both into her hair, one at a time, and pulling them taut at either side before pulling them back, twisting them once, and fastening them back around, effectively creating two calf-long ponytails on either side of her head. She knew instantly, from the amount of times that she had done this, that she had gotten it right, so there was no need to check in a mirror. She crouched down, opening the bottom drawer of her dresser and pulling out a pair of underwear, black thong, perfect for the figure, good with the outfit she had in mind. She closed the drawer, setting the piece to the side. Next drawer, a skirt, black, long enough to go a fourth of the way down her thigh, blue trim. Nice. She set that on top of the thong. Next drawer, a shirt. This is where her clothing choice got a bit.. weird. Her shirt of choice was a dress shirt, button up, or so it seemed. It had no sleeves, although it still had a collar, and it flared out down below her hips, halfway down the already short skirt when she wore it. It was completely blue in coloration, same color as the trim on the skirt. She nodded in approval and set that on top of the skirt, closing the drawer. Lastly, she opened the next drawer and pulled out a tie. Blue, with a black clip near the bottom, waist-long. She laid it on top of the shirt before standing up, closing the drawer with her foot before quickly changing into the outfit she had laid out, slipping on her thigh-long black boots and stretching. Well, she thought, guess it was time to face the day. Grabbing her key off of the night stand, she walked to, opened, and walked out of, the front door, slipping the key into a small breast-pocket on her shirt before closing and locking the door.

Proceeding down the hallway, she took care in not letting her boots fall too heavily on the floor. It was still early, and there could be people asleep in the rooms on either side of her. She may be a bit of an oddball, but she was still courteous. She sighed, even from down the hall she could hear the banging noise from upstairs. Whatever the hell it was. After about fifteen rooms passed, Miku reached the elevator, pressing the button to find, luckily enough, that it was already on her floor. She walked in and pressed the button for the ground floor, waiting patiently, leaned against the wall, for the elevator to reach the bottom. After an agonizingly long amount of time, the soft "ding" of the elevator and a rush of steel as the doors opened indicated that she had arrived. She strode out into the lobby, her weird hair and weirder clothing attracting a virtual buffet of strange looks from the tourists. Those that had lived in this apartment complex for a while didn't even look twice. They knew that girl, that was Miku Hatsune. A bit of an odd one, but sweet as can be if you got to know her. Miku proceeded towards the doors, grinning at the "woosh" as the automatic doors swished open on either side, allowing her passage through. Once entering the morning air, she sighed contently. This was her favorite place to be, outside, in the open. She inhaled deeply, taking in the crisp scent of downtown karakura's early morning. A still low-in-the-sky sun, not a cloud in the sky, which was a beautiful blue today more than she'd seen in a while, and a fresh grass smell that seemed to overtake the air from the park down the block. Ooh, the park! That sounded like a great idea! Miku turned towards the lush, green city park and began walking, her boots clicking on the sidewalk as she walked, well more like skipped down the road. After the length of the sidewalk and more odd looks from tourists, she arrived. She knew exactly where to go, too. One of the benefits of having lived here so long. Miku walked to a bench nearby and took off her boots, hiding them in a little nook under the bench and to the left. Almost undetectable, great for hiding things. She swiftly removed her socks and slipped those in as well, before stretching her toes out and wrapping them around the grass and soil beneath her feet. It felt good to be out again.

What next? Hmm... The Lake! Miku grinned excitedly as she ran, full pelt, through the soft and fresh grass and the playground towards the lake that she knew was going to be devoid of people. Why? Because it always was. She continued running, her speed far outmatching that of a normal human girl, drawing, you guessed it, more odd looks from the nearby townspeople. "Who is that?" They'd mutter, "Who's the barefoot girl with the weird clothes, the determined look, and the inhuman run?" Miku grinned, she had heard the mutterings a million times and she knew who she was. She was Miku-Fucking-Hatsune. The lake was coming up fast, and she smirked, diverting her run straight towards a tree that sat at the edge of the lake. She ran full-pelt towards it, her smile almost too excited. She ran faster, to anyone else it would have looked like she was going to hit the tree... Until she ran straight up the trunk. Stopping perfectly still, as if on a dime, on a high-hanging branch, she sat down, no fear of falling the short fifteen feet. It may have been a shorter tree, but the view was still amazing. She could see the entire lake, the way the sun reflected off of it, and the various birds drinking from it. But.. she noticed something different.. something.. off. What was it? She looked down, noting a small patch of grass directly below the branch she was currently sitting on. In that patch was the most gorgeous man that Miku had ever seen. What kind of amazing luck was a find like this? She smirked and quietly slipped from the branch, falling the entire fifteen feet and landing, without a sound, directly behind the man. She sat next to him, crossing her legs in a passable imitation of his mannerism, and looked over his shoulder at the book, her cheek only half an inch from his by the time she decided to speak. "Whatcha readin?~" She asked simply, her voice light and airy and her tone playful. "For that matter, who are you? I never see anyone around this area of the park. The lake is usually deserted except for me." Miku moved her head back away from him and grinned wide at him before looking at the grass in front of her, feebly picking blades of it out of the ground before tossing them into the wind.

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PostSubject: Re: Bleach Character Template    Wed Jun 29, 2011 10:14 pm

Name: Tsubaki Shōgidaoshi
Age: 524
Gender: female
Appearance: Tsubaki stands at about 5ft. tall. She has long, red hair, one brown eye and an entirely mechanical body. She wears a standard shihakushou.



Personality: Tsubaki has a strong dislike for those who disobey orders, or those who can't seem to find a reason to fight. Though Tsubaki started as a shinigami, she never strayed from her orders. If her captain gave her an order to kill, she followed that order without question. If her captain told her someone had to be captured, she'd track the person down and drag them before the captain, again without questioning orders. She prefers solitude to groups and is very careful about who she trusts. Because of the mechanical body she was given by the 12th Division, she tends to act and think more like a robot or machine rather than man, preferring precise calculations, or as close to precise as possible. She has to know exactly what's going on in a situation before making any moves. She devotes a lot of time to research and is often found on the computer rather than out practicing. Given that she has weapons built into her and is always trying to improve on them, she has no need to go out practicing such things as swordfighting, kidou or hakuda.

Having grown up in a noble household before entering the academy, Tsubaki is used to tradition and rules. Anything that strays from tradition is not only taboo but regarded as unecessary and ridiculous in her eyes. However, there are times when she will stray from this path, but it's only in dire situations. If someone she dearly loved was about to die or she was the only person that could save them, Tsubaki would bend, even break rules and traditions to make sure she could save them. Even though she's a cyborg, she still somewhat has a heart. She believes in showing the utmost respect to those in higher authority, and calling someone by something other than their title and / or last name is not proper.

Tsubaki is a very shy girl, and it takes a long time for her to warm up to anybody. Once she does get to know them, she will occasionally smile and say hello, but she tends to not be very sociable.

Race(Shinigami,Nekogami,Arrancar,Quincy etc): shinigami / cyborg
Affiliation: neutral, cold
Talents: mechanics, marksmanship
Hobbies: inventing weapons, research, taking long walks at night
Alias: none
History(Emphasis on the History. 3 paragraphs Minimum): Tsubaki was born to a noble family in the Soul Society. That being the case, they taught her proper etiquette and respect for authority, which is one reason for her love for the rules and tradition. Her father was a well respected man in the Soul Society and at one point, he was the captain commander. Later, he was promoted to the royal guard. Tsubaki's mother was also well respected in the Soul Society. She was very good at demon arts and therefore she was hand selected to join the Demon Arts Corps right out of the academy. Tsubaki had a lot to live up to. She was eager to learn the ways of Soul Reapers and practiced day and night with both her mom and dad. Finally, after months of training and hard work, she was finally old enough and was ready to enter to Soul Reaper Academy. While in the Soul Reaper Academy, she discovered she had a talent for research and marksmanship both with kidou and her zanpakutou. Her zanpakutou is a projectile type, which fires red energy at her opponent resembling the power of a cero. Her calculating nature allowed Tsubaki to become a fairly decent student at zanjutsu. Her weakest point was hakuda, but she was more than capable of holding her own in either area.

Receiving high marks all throughout school, Tsubaki graduated at the top of her class and entered the court guard squads within only three years. By the time she entered, her father and mother retired from their posts in the Royal Guard and Demon Arts Corps. Central 46 was still in charge and had received heavy backlash from several members within the court guard. Tsubaki seemed unaffected and went about her daily life following every command her superiors gave her. One night, something strange happened. Somehow, a hollow had entered into the central court and was threatening to destroy everything within the vacinity, including surrounding villages. Her own squad was ordered to deal with the matter and dispose of the hollow as quickly as possible. However, to their surprise, when her team arrived, there was more than one hollow all of menos-class. Being new to the squad, all the recruits were ordered to stay back. Deciding this was the safest thing to do, and not wanting to disobey her commander's direct order, Tsubaki stayed back and directed the others to do the same. The recruits watched in horror as their comrades were brutally slaughtered right in front of their eyes, one by one. The menos seemed way to powerful for any one of them to take on. Cries of fear and desperation could be heard echoing throughout the streets. Blood flowed like little rivers. It seemed hopeless. Not wanting to watch everyone in her squad die, Tsubaki ran out and using the skills she had obtained in the academy, she was able to successfully kill a few and send a few of them back to Hueco Mundo. However, in one of her battles with a menos, she had been severely wounded. She had limbs ripped to shreds and her insides were severely lacerated.

One of Tsubaki's elder comrades had seen what happened and rushed to her side. Seeing how badly she was hurt, the elder shinigami scooped her up and carried her to the 4th Division. She ordered all the rest to leave and await further instructions in the dormitories back at the division headquarters. Once the two girls made it to the 4th Division, the orderlies took Tsubaki and laid her on a bed in the nearest room. They quickly got to work on Tsubaki, but to everyone's shock and dismay, there was nothing they could do. Tsubaki would die unless they could find a way to get someone from the 12th Division to help. Maybe, just maybe, there was someone that could help, someone that was good with mechanics and robotics. They lucked out. The 12th Division captain at the time came to help, and upon seeing Tsubaki's condition, she immediately ran tests and such to determine what could be done. The woman shunpoed all the way back to the 12th Division technology department in the lab and got to work, building Tsubaki's body and weaponry. Having finished several hours later, the 12th Division captain returned and got to work practically rebuilding Tsubaki's body, careful to keep her reiatsu in tact. Once Tsubaki was finished, she thanked the woman and walked with the girl that had carried her in, back to their squad. Upon re-entering the barracks, gasps of horror could be heard and people immediately started questioning who this cyborg in front of them was and what had happened. Before too long though, things cooled down and Tsubaki got back into the swing of things. She researched all she could about menos and techniques for fighting hollows. She tested out her weapons and eventually upgraded them, and she's been making improvements since then. She continues to find ways to improve her weapons to become an effective fighter and dispatcher of hollows.
Zanpaktou: Hiiro no kasai (Scarlet fire)
RP Sample(3 Paragraphs Minimum, REQUIRED): At the hollow militia's outpost, somewhere in a forgotten section of Hueco Mundo, Cecilia, the skeleton cat hollow had received word from Lilith about the shinigami having difficulties getting fresh water to their garrison from the Soul Society. With the influx of members in the garrison, water would become a precious commodity, and thus, if someone could happen to wander over to the water basin to the north west of their Listening Post and poison what little water they had, such an act would be able to kill a whole lot of shinigami at once. A smirk came across Cecilia's face as headed towards the water basin, within the confines of Hueco Mundo. "Those pesky shinigami will get what they deserve. Finally, I shall have my revenge for them abandoning me!" Cecila trekked across the vast white desert and made her way to the northwest. Apparently, this water basin was northwest and past the Listening Post. Little-by-little, Cecilia made her way through the white expanse of sand to a location she couldn’t be sure of. She just knew there was a shinigami fortress, The Listening Post somewhere, and she needed to head northwest of there. It seemed not too many hollows were scurrying about at this current moment. There were a few small hollows and gillian scurrying about, but nothing too serious to worry about. It seemed the greater class hollows were either asleep or hiding out in caves somewhere. She licked her lips as she passed by the small, weak hollows crawling around and the gillian floating around. At least the hollow cat would have plenty to eat on the way. The only thing she had to worry about was the threat of being attacked by bigger, gillian class hollows, or some of the greater class hollows such as menos grande, adjuchas or vasto lorde leaping out from their hiding places and ripping her to pieces. The skeleton cat used her senses to scan the area in order to detect any danger. “You know, this is really annoying. I’m not equipped with much, so if I get attacked, I’m pretty much screwed.” She walked for what seemed like days before she finally reached something. It seemed as though the area was teeming with shinigami. She hadn’t even come across the Listening post yet, but there were shinigami out scouting the area for viable land to irrigate. They were still several miles from any post, but it seemed the information the vasto lorde, Lilith had given was correct. The shinigami were struggling with getting enough fresh water supply from the Soul Society, otherwise, the troops that were out now, wouldn’t have to look for areas within Hueco Mundo to build irrigation canals. “First things first, I need to take out these shinigami first and then, make my way to the basin. If they dig these canals, it’ll ruin our plans.” Using her own senses, the hollow cat could tell there were about ten or twelve shinigami. They seemed to be around 15th-9th or 8th Seat levels. With Cecilia’s current strength and reiatsu level, she was probably around a 15th – 12th Seat level, or she would be if she was a shinigami. With that in mind, these shinigami could perform mid-level kidou and may have one, possibly two zanpakutou abilities. They were probably mid-level skilled at hakuda and shunpo as well. That means she was roughly on par with these shinigami, which should make for an interesting fight. At any rate, she’d have to win. Losing was not an option.

“Man…I’ve got to think this through. Okay… I know I don’t have my mutacion yet, so if they draw their zanpakutou and start using it, I’ve got to find other ways to be creative. I have my bangales , hollow blast and poison claws. I can’t do much just yet. Hopefully, I’ll find something to use to my advantage.” Of course, if all the shinigami she faced used their zanpakutou, Cecilia knew she’d be at a severe disadvantage. She also knew that she couldn’t afford to waste too much reiatsu because she needed to have enough energy left to use her poison claws to poison the water basin. Upon observance, it seemed her enemies were spread out to a wide area. This would prove to be a really difficult task. With such low reiatsu levels as a small hollow, it was highly likely that some of the higher seats ranked 10th Seat and above would have an easier time sensing her presence. Luckily for Cecilia, she could use the surrounding sand dunes to her advantage. An evil smirk crept across her face. Being a small size could prove useful after all! Minerva got a good read of where all the dunes were in the immediate area within a certain radius. Most of the dunes were not just little mini dunes. These were of significant size and she could easily hide somewhere within them. Knowing how her own hollow blast worked, Cecilia would be able to use it to draw the shinigami away at least or hit some of the shinigami from a distance. She could also use her bangales to draw their attention away. At least, this was the plan… Of course, when she got away from these shinigami, it was highly likely there would be shinigami guarding the basin. The energy wasted here could be costly. “These pesky shinigami are like rats. I don’t like this at all.”

One dune was directly behind her, so she ran as fast as she could, careful to not be detected by the shinigami. Once she was right in front of the dune, she jumped into it, landing somewhere inside it. “Use your hollow blast sparingly. It uses ten percent of your reiatsu. If you can, use your bangales first.” Cecilia was glad to be hidden and relieved to see nobody had realized she was there. However, one of the 8th Seated officers thought he could sense a small presence. He wasn’t quite sure if this was a hollow, but he figured that sense they were out in the middle of Hueco Mundo, it was highly likely, this was indeed a hollow. Cecilia cursed under her breath as she heard the man’s footsteps coming closer. She hadn’t planned on using her attacks just yet, but it appeared she didn’t have a choice. As the shinigami closed in on the dune, he raised his right hand and unsheathed his zanpakutou which had been inside the sheath strapped to his left side. He held the sword directly in front of him, even with his chest, horizontal. He called out, “Submerge, Heaven’s Rain.” Apparently, this was the release for his zanpakutou. Though Cecilia was unable to see it, the man’s zanpakutou changed its form from a katana with a dark blue handle to a nickel plated trident. He pointed it downwards as if about to throw it down into the earth, but held it steadfast. As he held it, clouds formed in the sky and rain drops started falling, slowly at first, but then they sped up and started coming down more, and it rained harder. It appeared the man was hoping to wash away the dune that was hiding the small hollow cat and make it even more difficult for her to hide by washing away the other dunes. Cecilia cursed even more under her breath. This was totally unfair! Knowing she wouldn’t be able to hide long, she immediately fired a bangales in a random direction, amber light shooting from her claws on her right paw. Then, to attempt to get away from the man, she started running as fast as she could, hoping the rain would hinder his vision as well. To enhance her vision, she used her los ojos de la noche, which increased her visual perception six times the normal amount.
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PostSubject: Re: Bleach Character Template    Wed Jun 29, 2011 10:18 pm

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PostSubject: Re: Bleach Character Template    Thu Jun 30, 2011 3:46 am

[T H E |D E S T R O Y E R]

H A K A I

C H I K A R A


General Information


Name: Hakai Chikara
Appearance Age: 26
True Age: 956
Gender: Male

[B A S I C S | WHO IS HE?

Personality:
Known for his rapid destruction, The Destroyer is a very, very determined and can be considered as a sadist. He would not be considered, a 'heartless being' because even he does have a soft side. Although it rarely shows, he is a very lonely guy. A lot of people are scared of him just because of his rank. Overall, he is rather collected, thinking out situations thoroughly before jumping to conclusions. As said, he is a sadist and doesn't mind seeing people in pain, he embraces it. Blood does not faze him in the slightest.

When in battle, he is very collected and smart when it comes to tactics. Even when he is in a dire situation he acts like normal and thinks through EVERYTHING. Usually, he will not hold back. However, he doesn't like to hurt his own members, he would only do so if they betrayed him. Hakai is not a person you would feel intimidated by at first glance, but his voice is deep and menacing and could strike fear into your heart quickly.

Hakai Chikara does not consider himself to be, 'the most powerful'. Though, he more considers himself more powerful than a lot of others out there. Due to his hatred for arrancar, he often trains his members to their full extent, preparing them for anything. His name alone means 'Destruction Force.' Under all this, if he is in a outstanding fight, he can tend to go a little... crazy and want to destroy everything in his wake. However, this is extremely rare to push him this far in a fight.

Appearance:
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Height:
6'5.

Weight:
90kg.

[Z A N P A K U T O] Description

Zanpakuto Name: Iwa Kinzoku (Rock Metal)

Zanpakuto Spirit:
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Iwa's body is largely made out of metal, bits like his arms legs, chest are even metal. The only parts on him that aren't is his face and neck.

Zanpakuto World:
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Sealed Zanpakuto Appearance: Hakai's sealed Zanpukto are all of the body piercings seen across his body. These are infused to his body so that he may never lose sight or control of his Zanpukto at any given time. He did this to modify his Zanpukto to fit his needs more. As such, Hakai cut the metal blade from his Zanpukto completely off and decided to cut it up into multiple pieces in order to actually become one with his blade. Thus, with all of that work done, it has given him the abilities stated below.

Sealed Zanpakuto Abilties:

Enhanced Strength And Defense: Thanks to uniting with his Zanpukto, some of the strength that came from the steel part of his blade merged with his overall body strength. What this means is that Hakai has the ability to pierce through walls with a fine edge like a sword, withstand many heavy impacts, dish out intense blows to opponents and even vibrate his body enough to cut THROUGH other people. He is even dangerous in his sealed form.

Body Producing Metal: In this state, Hakai is also able to produce very sharp and deadly pieces of metal from his body. He can craft many types of weapon's, attack's and shields from this ability. This obviously makes him decently skilled in the arts of weapons as well. It's another way to hopefully counter the arrancar some day.


Release Phrase:Roar, Iwa Kinzoku!

SHIKAI


Shikai Appearance: When Hakai transforms into his Shikai state, an intense serge of power begins to weigh down on a five hundred meter area. It's enough to blow back most people below two tier, even. Apart from that, after this uprising in power is complete, Hakai is engulfed within an intense amount of black reitsu that covers his entire body almost like smoke. This intense coating of black "smoke"is meant to protect, defend and even heal Hakai in some cases. Not only that, but when he enters Shikai, even his skin seems to become a blacker while his eyes have an intense red glow to them.

Shikai Abilities

Enhanced Vision: His eyes aren't just for show and tell. Once he transforms into his Shikai State, Hakai gains the ability to see for distances up to five thousand meter away. Not only that, but he can also detect different people, animal's and other various objects within the distance. He also retains the ability to see even within the night or within dark area's.

Enhanced Strength: During his transformation into Shikai, each of the muscles within Hakai's body become enhanced, strengthen and made stronger with the help of his Zanpukto and reitsu. With a single punch alone, he is able to shatter most car's, boulders and small buildings. So, needless to say, he gets a powerful increase in strength power.

Enhanced Speed: Since he is not as enormous as most others are with their strength, he also gains a speed increase from transforming into his Shikai state. He can move at great speeds during combat, launch off attack's quickly and counter if need to thanks to his speed. It's even possible for him to reach speeds of up to four hundred miles per hour during peak combat.

Vibration: The black, reitsu smoke around him can manipulate the particles it is made up from and cause them to vibrate at the same level as a Quincy's Seele Schneider. This is used for cutting through rock, metal's, various attack's and even right through people. He tends to use this in quick burst, though, so he doesn't waste too much reitsu on it. Planning to surprise people with this technique more then anything.

Deadly Smoke: Hakai is capable of producing vast amounts of smoke from the black reitsu coating him or producing large amounts of smoke from inside of his body. Typically, Hakai chooses to fill a large area of up to three hundred meters with intense black smoke that can acts like an acid almost. Burning most people's skin off, attempting to blind people's eyes, causing wounds to open up on their body and it's even able to destroy non-living things rather quickly. Such as if Hakai was to blow his smoke down on a building, it wouldn't take long for it to crumble into ash.

Though, that's not the only thing he can do with his smoke. By combining it with the smoke covering his body, he can vibrate the particles within it and send large waves of vibrating smoke at opponents that can cut their bodies open rather easily. It can also be used to hide the weapon's his body makes as well; such as cloaking a hidden dagger or sword within a plum of smoke. This can be a seriously lethal technique if fused with kidou, alternative abilities and etc.

Durable Skin: Just as his eyes are not just for show, so is his skin. When he enters Shikai, his skin darkens because it attains an ability where he is able to soften the impact of most blows thanks to the fusion process he made with his Zanpukto. What this means is that his body gains the same type of durability any other powerful Zanpukto's blade would have. Increasing his overall defense.

It's also possible for him to survive intense temperatures, intense blows, low oxygen area's and many other places a sword could survive without much effort thanks to modeling his body just like his Zanpukto. Making it all the more difficult to attack Hakai. And, with his skin, he can even take some fire, merge it with his smoke and strengthen his attack's.

BANKAI

Bankai Appearance:
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The metal pieces of sword on his body begin to glow a deep green, soon melting away all over onto Hakai's skin, within seconds it covers his entire body, head to toe in menacing and steel looking metal.


Bankai Abilities:

Like shikai, his still has the speed boost he gains as well as the enhanced vision and strength also grows.

Highly durable skin:
His skin isn't just for show when he enters bankai, his entire body becomes engulfed with metal. Even his inner organs and flesh are mixed with metal, enhancing his durability heaps. Due to his metal body, he able to withstand much heavier blows that his normal skin. If he was to take a punch to the stomach while in shikai/sealed he would feel a gut wrenching pain, without a doubt. With Bankai activated, if he was to take a moderate punch to the stomach, he would barely feel much, making him feel pain but he would now be more resilient.

However, such an ability isn't without downfalls. If having taken multiple hits on his body, once bankai is deactivated he will have bruises all over his body from where he had taken the hits. Basically, he uses the metal coating his skin as a pain killer for the moment. Even then, his body still takes damage that he can feel. It is just worse when he comes out of bankai. His punches and kicks along with this also become more effective due to his entire body being metal.

Vibration: The black, reitsu smoke around him can manipulate the particles it is made up from and cause them to vibrate at the same level as a Quincy's Seele Schneider. This is used for cutting through rock, metal's, various attack's and even right through people. He tends to use this in quick burst, though, so he doesn't waste too much reitsu on it. Planning to surprise people with this technique more then anything.

Black smoke increase:
The black smoke in which he can create in shikai increases to a massive level. Similar to Byakuya's bankai when he releases he gains the power of more flower petals, Hakai gains more smoke. The smoke can be pored out from any part of his body whenever he wishes. He can create quite a bit of the black smog, but has to be preserved if using to much (Taking it back in). With this smoke, he can create all the things he could do in shikai as well as the techniques he can use with it.

Smoke Solidification:
As the name states, he can also turn this smoke into a metal solid wall or any shape he wishes. If he was to block someones attack by making a wall of smoke in front of him, then solidifying it to metal it would be able to withstand an attack from kidou all the way up to level 80 (The same damage it can withstand of a Hado 88 danku). This metal is extremely hard and is hard to budge if you don't have a highly destructive technique. Since his smoke is freely moveable, he can solidify the smoke into metal in any shape he so wishes. Similar as if you were to freeze water in a certain shape.

When the smoke takes on a solid form, it becomes extremely heavy and can no longer float around in mid air and usually instantly drops to the floor with a thud. This is good for setting traps. He can turn it into metal and into smoke freely at his own will.

Background


[B E G I N]

~Chapter one~


Hakai was always a lonely guy. Even at the early age, he was picked on and humiliated in front of his entire town. Being a only child was hard during those times, over 900 years ago. His family wasn't poor, nor were they rich, they were doing absolutely fine in the world financial wise. However, they were not doing fine in other ways. They were rough, cruel and discriminative parents to him. They despised him for becoming who he was, he was a kid with a vivid imagination and crushed his dreams, hopes and everything along with it. He could barely stand it. It killed him inside. They always made him do horrible jobs, ruining his life even at an early age, he did not care about them in the slightest. At the age of 16, he was walking down a dark ally way, the sounds of horse and cattle rumbling past the street. A voice whispered out to him from the shadows, erupting and shrouding him like a bad smell. A figure of black emotion... heartless feelings and a sadness shrouded the air, it stuck to him, clinging onto his clothes dragging him down. It felt heavy, like a massive weight had been dropped directly on his shoulders. What was happening to him?

All was black, nothing could be seen or heard. What was going on? For a good few hours, all he could see was the drowning dark black smog that covered his eyes and ears. He could feel himself moving, he didn't know what it was, why? What was going on? The black smog exploded off of his body, the feeling of a knife grasped into his hand. Blood slipped of the knife, dropping into a wide open mouth on the floor at his feet. The knife was covered in crimson red blood. Glancing around, blood was everywhere, at his feet; his parents. Dead. Cold. Bleeding. The blood from the knife continued to drip into the fathers mouth that was on the floor at his feet. Yet, Hakai didn't budge. Not a single movement or hesitation. Rather... he was pleased. Hakai had thought about taking revenge on them for so long... so damned long! His wish had finally come true.

The blood stained his clothes, his skin and his memory. Forever. He began to laugh maniacally, his parents blood soaking into the floor deeper and deeper. Repeatedly, he stabbed... stabbed... and stabbed into them again and again. Over and over. He repeated for ages and ages until the local police and services came in, pulling him away and repeatedly forcing him away from the bodies of his parents. Almost at this exact moment, they sentenced him immediate death, not trial, nothing. Even to this day, he doesn't know what the smog was... he seeks to find out.

Hakai was always a man that desired victory. Even from his early years as a shinigami, right up until now. At first, he joined the 3rd division in an attempt to further his fighting skills, training with his comrades and everything. And ever since then he has still kept with them. They were his only home, and he loved them all. Once he joined the 3rd, he met a man named Notaro who he became good friends with, often training the hell out of each other and giving hellish battles. He alone was one of the only other people he could or would open up to. That was all he needed.


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PostSubject: Re: Bleach Character Template    Tue Jul 05, 2011 8:30 pm

[center]ARRANCAR

Name: Toki Sinota
Age: 476 (Look's to be about 23)
Gender: Female

Orientation: Loyal to The Espada

Appearance:


Height 6" 3'

Weight 102 Lbs

Personality: She was kind as a humanoid form, she had become much more ravenous and beautiful as she began to solicit sex for money. She was an evil winch though, killing those that had an appointment with her. The men were killed and the women had pleasured her furiously, knowing that they did not need to die. She was angered, she was somewhat of a killer, she wanted those that made her feel weak to pay. She had been less and less kinder as the years wore on her. She became that of a killer, that of a psychopath. After wanting to move on with the world she had become that of a hollow. As a hollow she was proclaimed as a killer of hollows and souls. She was a tyrant among the hollows. As she became an arrancar that faithful night, she had done what she wanted. She became powerful and ravishing. She was a killer and she was a psychopath.

She Was A Woman!!

Abilities:

Cero(虚閃 (セロ), sero; Spanish for "Zero", Japanese for "Hollow Flash", Doom Blast in the Viz translation, "Empty Disaster" if the kanji is literally translated) is a quaint ability all arrancars are able to use. Toki's Cero is that of a deep blue color, with hints of crimson that are rarely seen. Her cero is about twice the body width of herself, that of the wingspan of her Ressurecion form. The power is abnormally strong, depending on whether she will use it as a charged attack or instant to allow for quick decision to attack or mutilate.

Pesquisa(探査回路 (ペスキス), Pesukisa; Spanish for "Inquiry", Japanese for "Probe Circuit") is an Arrancar's ability to detect, sense and gauge the amount of Reiatsu in her vicinity. Toki can manipulate this skill to a high level of power, allowing her to register each spiritual power release around her, pinpointing the whereabouts and the power that the said pressure can escalate to.

Fragmented Bullets Toki's signature move created and used by her. What the ability intends by the name, she fires multiple small, almost bullet like Cero's from her right eye. These cero's act as bullet and has about an eighth of the power a normal Cero has. The difference of the bullets of cero that are shot from her eye from normal cero's are the size is considerably smaller but the speed is greatly increased due to the size. Another specific that the ability has is that if it hits the enemy the bullet will release a shock-wave, sending the enemy backward, not causing damage but sending it flying at 5 yards unless an obstacle blocks the path, where as the enemy will just slam against the wall or other object. although this will only be an effect if the ability is charged for 2 posts and activated on the 3rd turn and a cool down of 2 posts for the specific effect. Toki can fire up to 4 of the bullets a post, causing her to be unable to use other abilities that pertain to reiatsu build up that post. The color of the bullets are a bright green with hints of red.

Cero Oscuras (黒虚閃 (セロ・オスキュラス), sero osukyurasu; Spanish for "Dark Zero," Japanese for "Black Hollow Flash") or more grammatically correct Cero Oscuro, is a black Cero used by Ulquiorra Cifer in his Resurrección form. He also compares it to Ichigo's black Getsuga Tenshō. It covers any exposed light into pitch darkness.[9] Though the only Espada shown to utilize this technique so far, Ulquiorra told Ichigo that, "This is an Espada's fully powered Black Cero." Ulquiorra also referred to it as "our Cero." The Cero Oscuras' range is vast, and its attack power is massive. It is powerful enough to shatter Ichigo Kurosaki's entire Hollow mask and critically injure him in the process. It is strong enough to destroy half of the dome over Las Noches. The superior Cero Oscuras is far greater than an average Cero.

Gran Rey Cero (王虚の閃光 (グラン・レイ・セロ), guran rei sero; Spanish for "Grand King Zero", Japanese for "Royal Hollow Flash") is a Cero that only Espada are capable of using. It is performed by mixing an Espada's own blood with the Cero. The result is a Cero with a much greater attack power and speed as well as a change of color unique to the Espada. It is also many times more powerful than a normal Cero, capable of disturbing the fabric of space, it also seems to spin like a razor upon release as it compresses and decompresses due to the sheer speed and raw power. It is a drastically potent Cero, used only by the Espada themselves.

Hierro (鋼皮 (イエロ), iero; Spanish for "Iron," Japanese for "Steel Skin") refers to the hardened skin of the Arrancar, which is a result of their compressed spiritual power. While Toki specializes in reiatsu and spiritual pressure she has a keen effect on this skill. Along with the skin being almost steel like, she can manipulate the spiritual power and cause it to be pressured into one area of attack that has been attacked by the enemy.

Sealed Zanpakutô:



Release:
The Loss Of Feelings... Shonida

Resurrección:





The reason why there are two forms of her Resurrección is that her appearance can change as it also depends on her mood. If she is angered, ready to kill or snap at someone furiously, due to the fact her reiatsu is much more compressed in this form, easily manipulated. When shes happy, or joyfulness she will use the first form due to the fact she is toying with the opponent or is using the Resurrección for show instead of fight.

Abilities

ThunderFlash Thunder-flash acts like a cero, although its a blast of lightning that is sent through the tip of her blade. The lightning is not as strong as a cero, but the length it can reach is 45 meters, the lightning having the speed somewhat greater than a cero, causing the move to be deadly if hitting the opponent. Thunder-flash can only be charged during a single post, being blasted the very next post. The cool-down for this move is 2 posts after the initial blast from the blade.

Reiatsu Slash Reiatsu slash is a moved used by Toki, causing her arm to fill with reiatsu, the spiritual power growing until the charge is done. Once charge is done, she flings her arm downward, the reiatsu being sent outward in a slash, the compressed reiatsu causing it to increase in speed. The power of the reiatsu is consistent on how long it is charged with the specific body part she gains the reiatsu in.

Nullified Cero Toki raises her right arm, letting a small ball of Cero form in her hand. As the reiatsu his compressed rapidly she will send herself at the opponent. The cero if not shot outward, but instead his used as a detonator, more of a last resort. She charges the cero in the hand that it started, causing the reiatsu to increase in strength, as this is the most dangerous move she can do. Do to the fact she is that of a normal arrancar, that in itself is a shinigami/hollow that has intense spiritual pressure, she pin points the strength of her power and pours the reiatsu from the strongest part of her Ressurecion form. As she does this, it begins to infuse with the reiatsu in the air, the deadly effect just might cause the ball to implode on itself. If the cero does not implode on itself, it will be sent to a certain point of the area, staying there activated by movement of the enemy in the area that it covers. The length it reaches is a span of 35 yards from center to edge and 20 yards upwards and downward. This move charges over 3 posts and has a cooldown set infinite unless activated, then there will be a 3 post cooldown.

Segunda Etapa ~ Event Only

While hoping to activate Toki's segunda, she allows herself to throw her blade upward, her eyes glazing over and slightly began to slip into a black tinted color speaks aloud. After speaking the Segunda Release Command the blade erupts in flames, her body also ashing as she reformed. She wears a small outfit, looking almost human like.

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After changing to her new Release, her blade forms in her hands, the blade seeming to emit a dark aura as it lay in her palms. The scythe is her new weapon, ignoring the woman holding the blade.

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In addition to her new look and new scythe she gains two new abilities.

All of Toki's ressureccion skills are amplified, aswell as her strength in speed by 10 fold. Although her ability Thunder-Flash allows her to admit a spread of lightning and allows her to electrify herself with electricity, electrifying her scythe or her fists to be a deadly weapon at an extent.

Aura Limb: Using the aura that has surrounded her new blade in her Segunda Etapa form, she creates a leg or arm, allowing it to seperate from the Scythe, burrowing in the ground or dispersing, reforming in the air to attack downward, upward, or from either side depending on the area the limb had formed. The limb itself can cause an impact of pressure equal to that of 500 pounds, only being used in the current post with a post cooldown of 2.


History:

Birth~8

She was a good child, when her mother asked for her to do something she had done it. If her father needed help on something, she'd be the one to sit there and help. She was born in Germany, her childhood very lively. She had wondered most of her childhood through a forest her family had lived by, beginning born in the small town she had know everyone there at an early age. She was somewhat of the perfect child. The only flaw she had was that she would get into fights with her brother repeatedly, pulling his hair, punching him in the stomach and mostly kicking him in the cock region. This was periodically an irritant towards her mother and father. This had happened one faithful day as she attacked her brother in the car. Her parents were driving them to the market to pick up food. She had distracted her dad slightly from the wheel, turning to argue at them. As he swerved slightly he slammed against a truck, the car catching aflame. She crawled out of the car alive, her eyes seeming to well with tears at the sight of her dead family. The blast of reiatsu that she caused at such a young age, 8 at the time, had saved her life.

12-16
As a young girl she had never really thought of boys, knowing that she was shy and had not been around people until she was around 14, she lived on her own, not having a family due to a car accident at the age of 8. She escaped the accident, ran, she knew she had nowhere to go so she had gone forward with the future, instead of looking to the past. She was afraid of the streets, knowing that she walked through the city of Moscow, the cold now overwhelming as she had no true warm clothes besides her coat. She had to steal for food, steal for money, she was that of a thief, something she knew was horrible. At the age of 15 she fell in love with a child that went to her school. He was a kind boy, something any mother would be proud of. He betrayed her, he was evil deep down inside and attacked her. She was strewn to the bed, he began to slide a knife on his tongue softly, his eyes seeming to be a deep red. He looked down, his eyes looking toward the opening of her pants. She was scared, he was going to rape her, her boy tensing up as she fought against the restraints that held her. The explosion was quick, the loudness seeming to blow the side of the house off. A man had stood there, his eyes a deep blue as he threw a small blade towards the boy, it grew largely, sliding through his chest as he was killed due to blood loss. She was unshackled and as she stood to thank the man he was gone.

17-22

The actions of the man had fucked her world horribly, she lived on the streets, watching each man and boy that walked by her, she held a knife in the end of her bandaged arm, the slash marks bleeding rapidly. She was afraid to take it off, to see the markings the boy had left. She paced the streets rapidly, starting to mug people, knowing she could get what she wanted as a seductress. She was afraid when trying to get the men to give her what she wanted. What if they attacked her, trapping her in there basement or something, wanting to kill her. At the age of 19 she began to notice changes. She could literally send air outward, pushing things over and hitting people. This came to her advantage, knowing she can attack them if they attacked her. She began solicit sex for money, knowing she had to pay for a room and for food. She had obtained a large amount of money each session which had allowed her to get a nice room for stay a hotel, this had made her happy, knowing that she had to do what she had to do, she had began to kill them. Once in awhile she would kill the costumer, crushing there skull with the new ability she had. This was a horrible thing due to the fact she was much kinder, evil starting to seep into her brain. That boy had really did her in, and she wasn't ready to let it go.

Death

She was killed by a male, like she had foreseen. She was on a buisness interaction that day. While she was about to began, the house began to shake as the earthquake started. She ran outside, dressed quickly as she dove for a car. The man was standing in a window, a gun sliding out the little slot at the bottom. As she moved gently he shot rapidly. As she stood and ran he stopped for a slight moment, as she thought she was in the clear the bullet slid through her skull quickly, the death starting to settle in as she gently uplifted from her body. As a spirit she was angered and she began to attack the area, cars being dented and streetlights blowing in the process. The man had escaped and everyone had surrounded her dead body, as she began to cry.

Spirit Form

She wandered the world, prying upon the race that had ended her life. The males of the world had a increased death right due to Accidents that were performed by fate, or so they thought. Her spirit chain was short to begin with, but had increased in shortness as she grew for a hunger of death. She wanted the male race dead, her eyes filled with vengeance. She had sat upon the ruins of her male rapist, the one who was ended by that of the race she had no idea existed. The chain had been severed, her eyes whitening over as the excrutiating pain of hollowification had started to occur. The white forming of the mask over her face, her eyes sliding into a black state. Her boy had begun to change, still in somewhat of a humanoid form she began to rage through the streets. She stood there that day, over looking the city as she smirked.

Hollow Life

She raged the streets, killing other hollows as they tried to take her prey of male spirits. She killed them, one after another after another. She had killed a male shinigami aswell. He was knew to being a shinigami, just coming out of the academy. She stalked him while he terrorized the other hollows. Once he had killed one of the weakest hollows around the human world, she lunged. Her claws, seeming to have dug into his chest rapidly as he tried to attack. He was caught off guard, trying to recover as blood rippled from his body. She let out a terrorizing scream as she stabbed the male into the head. A hollow was sitting on a building, his hands ripping at his mask as it had then dug underneath, ripping it upward as he transformed. He was stronger, and he had that of a humanoid body. She needed this, so she began to dig at her skin underneath the mask. As she ripped outward quickly she had worked on it for 6 hours before it cracked, rippling reiatsu as it flew outward. She stood, a sleek body, her breasts pressed against the tight clothing that had appeared as she smiled, knowing this was power


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RP Sample 1:

She was silent as the portal closed behind her, her eyes quickly darting towards the path that the others had stood, the yelling had subsided, her feet gently smacking the ground as she stood. She was here to investigate Hanako Zane and Yako, knowing that something would most likely happen due to her reputation. She had giggled to herself once she had seen the two get overtaken by the small woman, this was a sight she did not get to see very often. At this point she had gotten through the portal they had so thought had closed. It was funny though, she was now standing around 5 other people, the battle already began to start. She moved quickly allowing herself to suppress her reiatsu, allowing the detecting of it to be only seen by high leveled enemies. This allowed her to walk now, her eyes seeming to be a jade green and then herself being a small civilian to the others that are there, although none of them would recognize her due to the fact she reported to Kin herself.

She had moved to be slightly off set to the area they began to fight in, her eyes switching from each side as the balas and ceros had exploded. She was silent waiting be seen by the others wondering if she would be noticed.

Her arms slightly inverted, her head twitching slightly as she winced in pain, her head moving quickly. Her eye had began to glow as she raised her hand, flicking her wrist slightly as the cero began to charge ever so quickly. She then allow her finger to twitch, the cero sent flying forth between the two sides, the other ceros that had developed in her eye was released aswell, three being sent over towards Koichi and Dai, the last one sent in front of yoko to create a smoke cover. This had caused her reiatsu to be unmasked, not just allowing her to speed quickly backwards but to use all of her abilities.

"Yo, and you two are here letting her go WHY?!?!?!" She had yelled outwardly at the two commanders that stood in the area, her eyes ever so lightly switching over to Dai's area aswell. "And you, why the hell are you here." This was anger that had allowed her to speak to him in a degrading way, her eyes flaring ever so slightly as she began to move a foot backwards. Her foot would have stomped against the ground quickly, the increase of spiritual pressure sending a shockwave through the ground, the cement seeming to crack as her feet dug deeply.


RP Sample 2:

She moved quickly, her body seeming to warp as her Sonido sent her flying forward, her speed seeming to reach to that of a captains Sonido. Her body slid forward, side to side, dodging little benches in people as she moved through the streets of Egypt. She was here for one reason, and she needed to find out if it had been true. She was informed by her Fraccion leader that the 9th Espada might have been in league with a captain, Captain of squad 10 to be exact. She was worried, if there ranks were being split so easily she would have to take care of her quietly, not alerting the captain. This worried her, she may be as strong as him, maybe even stronger but she had heard it was Jin Hoso, he knew how to free run and to most shinigami this did not matter, but Toki was smarter than that. She herself studied the art, only so that she become more fluent in movements throughout the battle field. She was definitely not at Jin's level but she could possibly stay behind him in a race, knowing that her sonido was at his level. She continued to move through the streets as she came upon the barren wasteland they were standing in. She was quick enough to hide, a large shard of earth sticking up as she compressed her reiatsu. She had quickly suppressed it, making her almost invisible to the sensing of herself. She moved slightly to the left to let her neck slide to the side of the shard. There they were, standing there, he hugging her. She was flabbergasted, her eyes burned crimson as she stood. She stepped forth as she sonido'ed her body sliding right past the couple, her voice ringing outward. What the hell!?!?!?!?!?!"

She moved slightly outward as her blade seemed to slide outward, her eyes looking towards the captain as she flinched. She truly only slid the blade out to protect herself in case of an attack due to her presence in front of the captain.

"I hope you mean no harm, I would hate for things to get ugly on such a nice day..." She was taken aback, this lowly 9th espada spoke to her as if she would kill her easily, her eyes seemed to advert to the captain now, he began to speak and she was intent on listening because of her knowledge of Jin."Look, I am not here to cause any trouble for the Espada, I only want to spend some time with Justice here" She had expected this, Jin's true nature, as of what she knew, was that he did not start fights much, if it was not neccasery. He was right, her body starting to loosen as her arm moved in a fluent movement to allow her blade to slide into the sheathe. Her eyes seemed to focus on Jin as she sighed. "Did you know she was a traitor to the Espada?~... She spoke softly as if she needed to do something about the betrayel of the orginization. She was worried that if one of the espada left the arrancars would start to defect from the hollow king. She was worried but she would allow her self to take a concerned stance. She was serious about this. She was worried, her eyes sliding into a blueish tone as a shiver ran through her body. This male, he was handsome, and the girl was of mild attractiveness, she saw what the espada saw in the male, and worried that she would defect. This made her want to leave, the grotesque feelings of love, feelings at ALL scared her.. After all she went through she believes she would never love another man as she lived. She had a fling, one that may not have meant something but she felt somewhat... Flushed. She blushed as she looked down, her eyes trained on her feet. "I understand that you love her and vice versa.



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PostSubject: Re: Bleach Character Template    Tue Jul 05, 2011 9:09 pm

Approved, ESPADA

Any staff objections, and this will change.

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PostSubject: Re: Bleach Character Template    Tue Jul 05, 2011 9:13 pm

I object due to that being an arrancar application and not a shinigami .-.

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PostSubject: Re: Bleach Character Template    Wed Jul 06, 2011 11:49 am

Pockeh wrote:
I object due to that being an arrancar application and not a shinigami .-.

I fixed it.
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