Post by masorin on Feb 24, 2010 0:58:47 GMT -5
Name: Markus Mason
Age: 130
Gender: Male
Personality:
Skill Level: Swordsmanship: Beginner
Skill Level: Shunpou: Intermediate
Skill Level: Hand-to-hand: Advanced
History/Background:
Age: 130
Gender: Male
Personality:
A bit immature and often considered a prankster Markus is a student by many means of the word. Although he has finished the academy Markus is known to goof off sleep in and do other childish things. He is not a child but rather more like an immature teenager. He is self aware that he should be trying harder to fit in with the Shinigami and there organization but he would rather have fun.Appearance:
Markus is naïve to the way the world works and is only really starting to learn how to truly fight. Because of this he is curious at times and vary willing to learn just about anything from others, however he views his sword with a level of distain he doesn’t like it because it’s a tool for killing.
Markus is still only a student and has there for does not aim to kill others when he is in combat if he is ever in combat. Rather he is more likely to injure his opponents until they concede. In the case of hollows he knows full well that a Zanpakuto doesn’t kill but rather purifies their soul and brings them to the soul society.
Like his mind his body is that of a young student. Looking about fifteen years of age with light green eyes and short dark hair. His skin is pale and his voice has a Canadian accent to it, often his speech often ends in eh.Zanpakuto Spirit:
His body is average and only moderately built he looks like he could take a punch but not many. He only stands about 5”3’ he wears a regular shinigami garb with little change except that he wares a hat. The hat in question looks a lot like the one worn by Indiana Jones. His zanpakuto is tied into his robes at his side.
N/ASealed Zanpakuto:
His Zanpakuto is slender strait edge Kodachi 59centamiters in length. It is sheathed at his side. Tied into his robes at his hips. Its hilt is a black leather handle its sheath is made from red oak.Shikai Description:
N/AShikai Abilities:
N/ABankai Description:
N/ABankai Abilities:
N/ASkill Level: Kidou: Advanced
Skill Level: Swordsmanship: Beginner
Skill Level: Shunpou: Intermediate
Skill Level: Hand-to-hand: Advanced
History/Background:
Markus arrived into the northern 80 rukongai one of the more noble and richer places in the soul society. Because of this Markus was quickly adopted into a loving family and raised to there standards. However his family considered Markus untamable and although they did there best to train Markus into being a gentleman Markus became unruly. The more restrictions they would put on him the more Markus fought back and rebelled.RP Sample:
It was also around this time of rebellion that Markus showed signs of a higher spiritual power. He ate not for enjoyment or taste like others but because he was actually hungry. He also showed signs of a leaking spiritual power often when he was angry or driven to far his spiritual power would cement in a short burst like an untrained version of hado one sho. It was these two combining factors his spiritual presence and his unruly behavior that his parents got the idea to send him to the shinigami academy. After all if the shinigami couldn’t straiten him out who could?
The academy was for Markus a new type of challenge he made few friends and stayed away from most people. He was scared of crowds used to only being around his adopted family he didn’t know how to react to most people. The only two classes he liked were his kido and hand to hand combat classes. It came to the point where he was almost flunking almost everything else. how ever this scared routine soon faded as he became more and more familiar with the school.
Markus began to open up and excel. He was never the top of the class but he was within the top of ten of his kido class and the top five of his hand to hand. His swordsmanship stayed below average mostly because he had lost too much time and didn’t understand the form and positions that well. but with his new found confidence came with him the rebellion. His pranks started small paper airplanes in class too calk erasers stuck in between two doors. Slowly they evolved becoming more elaborate and more annoying. Even Markus doesn’t know how many times he was threatened with expulsion but for some reason that hammer never fell.
Markus is now freshly graduated from the academy and in the words of his teachers “Not our problem any more.”
Markus woke up lazily. The sun was already high in the air. He stretched about and went threw a lazy morning routine something in the back of his head was nagging at him. He bathed and got dressed slowly the world beyond the barracks where he slept began to have meaning. He blinked something was important about today but what?
As he went into the squad barracks cafeteria and got what appeared to be lunch. Slowly he chewed his meal something was missing. Something important which he was supposed to do early in the morning but for the life of him he could not grasp it. the thought wasn’t tangible but it was nagging the hell out of him.
His hand went to his side touching the Zanpakuto secured there. It wasn’t a training run he would have had to been assigned to a squad for that. And that was the thought that kicked in. all in one motion he stood up his lunch fell to the ground along with the table he was sitting on. With a vary loud voice he slapped his palm to his face and yelled, “I forgot to apply to a squad!”
He looked around now being watched by several eyes. He slinked away from the table shrugging it off there was always tomorrow morning to get the paperwork done after all. He smiled at that thought it meant that he would have all afternoon to do absolutely nothing. Maybe he would catch some z’s near a tree he smiled he liked that idea. It sounded far easier then paperwork.