Post by Lilly on Jan 16, 2010 16:08:48 GMT -5
Name: Hotaru Aosawa
Age: 100
Gender: Female
Personality:
Skill Level: Swordsmanship: Advanced
Skill Level: Shunpou: Intermediate
Skill Level: Hand-to-hand: Beginner
History/Background:
Age: 100
Gender: Female
Personality:
Completely bent on revenge, Hotaru has driven herself to insanity. Whether or not any part of her remains emotionally stable is questionable, as all she seems to think about is her revenge at this point. She has gained quite a few violent tendancies, to the point of being willing to threaten anyone she believes may be trying to prevent her from obtaining her revenge.Appearance:
She has reached the point where she can smile while talking about how she is going to kill someone. That someone almost always being her half-sister, Kaki. She has developed quite a hemophilia, an intense craving for the sight and smell of blood.
When she isn't speaking of revenge, she's probably scarfing down some sort of dessert. At the very least, revenge hasn't changed her undying love for sweets, and she'd be perfectly happy to take a bribe of candy should one be offered to her. Often times, she eats far too much and gets herself sick.
It seems that no matter who she's speaking to, she uses unnaturally polite speech.She has a tendancy to add honorifics at the end of everything, even when speaking of her sister (she still refers to Kaki as "Nee-chan").
She weighs 77 pounds and stands at 4 feet and 6 inches. Hotaru is an averaged sized child, appearing to be around ten years old. She has black hair, cut short so it scarcely falls past her jaw.Zanpakuto Spirit:
Similarly to her sister, she has striking scarlet eyes, though hers are narrow and have a rather steeled image. A slightly immature face, however, her nose may be upturned, her chin pointed, but her smile is disturbing all the same, paired with those narrowed scarelt eyes of hers.
Contrary to most of her attitude her appearance is a bright yellow kimono, with pieces of candy scattered all over as a design.
Chika takes the form of a rather bored appearing girl, one who stands at three feet tall. She is quite skinny. Most notable about the girl are her hands, with thin and boney fingers with pointed fingernails--not quite claws, as they are still kept rather short. Her golden hair falls just to her shoulders, a flower (different almost every time that Hotaru encounters her zanpakuto spirit), tucked behind her left ear. She has two very bored seeming blue eyes that never show a hint of emotion.Sealed Zanpakuto:
Chika is clad in a white, silk kimono with a floral print on the sode (sleeves) and below the obi, which is yellow. The flowers on the kimono include yellow roses, asters of a sort, and sakura, along with many other flowers and vines. She carries a pink umbrella over her shoulder at all times.
As for personality, Chika is very quiet, rarely having much to say. She speaks through actions, rather than words, and when she does use words, they come in fragments. She has a rather mischeivous side to her, despite her few words and emotionless eyes. For example, she enjoys sneaking up behind Hotaru, or remaining hidden within their inner world.
Her inner world is like a greenhouse; a glass dome above a garden, filled with assorted flowers. In the very center, a tall tree takes its place, towering what seems to be a thousand feet high, through the roof of the greenhouse. Flower petals always seem to be raining down from this tree, though the colors are inconsistant. For instance, one day they may be blue, the next, yellow.
Her sealed zanpakuto has the standard appearance as others, except for it's hilt, and guard. The guard has the appearance of an intricate flower, but no colors, thus is completley gray. The hilt has a soft, lush substance covering it and is black. It lengths to about three feet and is two inches wide.Shikai Description:
The name of her zanpakuto is Chika, and its release command is Divide, Chika.Shikai Abilities:
Strangely, Hotaru's weapon is a buyoh, a japanese-style umbrella carried as an accessory. The diameter is measured at about eighty centimeters, and the handle is about eighty-five centimeters long.
The parasol is a pale pink, with white, blue and yellow flowers scattered along the fabric, whereas the handle is white. The fabric circle doesn't cover the portion of the frame it is stretched over, and four inch needles stick out the end.
There are a few key differences from a normal parasol, such as the sharpened frame ends, used as blades. The fabric is actually hard.
Kyoushuu no Hana (assault of flowers) -Bankai Description:
With a horizontal wave of her zanpakuto, during which reiatsu is collected and forms at the center of the parasol, Hotaru sends a large mass of reiatsu at her opponent, said mass changing colors as it is hurled through the air, shifting from a pink (immature) blast to a yellow (mature) blast.
Immature effects: While the blast is immature, it isn't as powerful as when it is yellow, exploding and causing more widespread (though half as powerful) damage as the mature blast, spreading out about ten feet. It turns yellow after flying ten feet.
Mature Effects: The mature blast actually implodes when it makes contact with anything, causing damage similar to that of a shakoho (not nessacarily in power), however, after flying about ten more feet it changes to a blue color, and when it does, it becomes virtually useless and disperses within a few feet of turning blue, doing literally no damage to whoever it may touch.
Limitations: The blast is only useful for twenty feet total, and the blasts are about two feet in diameter. (10% of reiatsu used to mantain shikai is used to make these.)
N/ABankai Abilities:
N/ASkill Level: Kidou: Advanced
Skill Level: Swordsmanship: Advanced
Skill Level: Shunpou: Intermediate
Skill Level: Hand-to-hand: Beginner
History/Background:
Gather 'round, friends, listen to the story of a girl who went from moderately sane, to obsessed with revenge! Born in the twenty-second rukongai district, Hotaru lived a moderately calm childhood. Her mother had died during childbirth, so life was a bit lonely for the two. She was quite close to her father, however, curiosity drew her to the ShinĂ´reijutsuin. Making a trip up a few districts, she only came out of curiosity. There was no other reason. She was fairly young at the time, and not necassarily fit to become a shinigami. Of course, she returned as soon as she had come, not finding anything of interest.RP Sample:
Becoming a shinigami wasn't something she decided she would do overnight. Six months passed, and slowly she began to ponder what it might be like. It'd certainly be interesting. She did possess more reiatsu than the average soul. Maybe she'd be able to? Taking up swordsmanship became something she'd done, rather spur of the moment. It started with a wooden sword, on the third month before she began to consider it seriously. She didn't consider it seriously until her father gave her a sword, and she wanted something more. Well, she could get better training if she went to the shinigami academy, right?
Well, that IS what she did. Whether it was smart or not, it was what she ended up doing. Around the same time she began to leave, her father met a woman named Kame. She didn't know what to think, but things would be quite different when she returned.
Her time at the shinigami academy wasn't anything special. She was an average student, with average abilities, with the exception of swordsmanship. The training from beforehand gave her an edge when she was trained in that. She liked the academy, though she was very much a loner, not associating with others on a personal level. Perhaps she knew a few names, but she didn't know much else besides that. She was, however, with the extra training, coming quite close to learning the name of her zanpakuto. On the night she graduated, she heard the words, "Consider it a graduation present," before the name of the child within her mind.
Taking a breif leave, Hotaru began to journey back, only to find something quite distrubing. Two graves, marked with the name of Kame, and her father. In a rage, she carved the gravestone of her father so that the name was unrecognizable, denying the fact that his killer had ever killed the man named "Aosawa Jirou". Asking around, she gathered some disturbing news: her father, and Kame, had been murdered by their own child. It wasn't well known, it was an inference. The two had been found dead, and the child gone, no signs of a struggle.
And so it happened, that Hotaru swore she would gain revenge. Returning to the sereitei lasted for a very short amount of time, in fact, only a few years. She left the Sereitei, ironically, just in time for Kaki to enter the academy. Marked, by herself, as a rogue, she had searched everywhere, high and low. She left not a single stone unturned, searching for the girl who was her sister--no, half-sister. Unable to find her in the Soul Society, she has recently left for the world of the living. She wasn't officially considered a rogue until she literally stole passage through the gates.
Munch...munch...
Hotaru sat staring intently on the piece of candy she was eating. A smile was plastered on her fce, and to anyone besides Chika, her zanpakuto spirit, and Hotaru, you would have thought that the candy was making her smile...but you'd be wrong.
Inside her head she imagined meeting up with her sister...half sister, she corrected herself. Then finally completing her drem and killing finally getting revenge. As she bit into the candy she pictured violent, gruesome, and horrific images of Kaki's death.
"Mmm Again with Kaki's death , Hotaru?"Chika asked in a rather bored voice.
"Yes...", she nodded and replied as they were transferred to the greenhouse, like place that was her Inner World. Blue petals began to fall from the massive tree in the middle, as she thought more and more about Kaki's death.
"The moment is approaching Chika, I can feel it...feel her blood on my hands...hear her pleas of mercy..." her thoughts drifted to that exact scene.
"Yes..well..." Chika responded, she hardly cared, but Hotaru was acting more and more obssesed with kaki than normal..so mabye she was close to that revenge she so seeked.
"Only time will tell..."the two figure's thought in-sync.