Post by Ai on May 7, 2012 17:16:52 GMT -5
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In Character
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General Information
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Name: Vaaz
Actual Age: 288
Appearing Age: Mid-teens (Pre-Resurreccion form), Mid-twenties (In-Resurreccion form)
Gender: Female
Race: Vasto Lorde
Rank: --
Number: 4 (Left from when she held the position among the Espada)
Appearance
Personality
History
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Skills
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Powers
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Arrancar Abilities
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Zanpakutō
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Resurrección
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Appearance
Abilities
OOC Information
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[/b][/center]In Character
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General Information
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Name: Vaaz
Actual Age: 288
Appearing Age: Mid-teens (Pre-Resurreccion form), Mid-twenties (In-Resurreccion form)
Gender: Female
Race: Vasto Lorde
Rank: --
Number: 4 (Left from when she held the position among the Espada)
Appearance
Vaaz appears as a pulchritudinous young girl in her mid- to late teens. She has a very petite, lithe thin frame, and her complexion is a vivid pallor. Her hair is a long silky pink hue, which seems to match her lovely soft, gentle looking face; but shattering this mold are her haunting blood red eyes that hold a disturbing continuous unblinking gaze. They just... never blink... always staring with that constant... deadened gaze.
She wears a long flowing robe-like dress that has the same white with black trim style that the other Arrancar clothes seem to also possess. Protruding out of the skin of the back of her right hand are what seem to be thick, hardened finger bones from the wrist to the finger tips; and at the finger tips the bone looks sharp like claws. Along the right side of her jaw appears to be the fragments of an upper and lower case jaw of a human-like skull yet strangely razor sharp fangs for teeth. Lastly, a small cylindrical hole runs horizontally through the upper part of her chest. Covering the left side of her left thigh is a large tattoo of the number four.
Personality
It is more than just an understatement to say that Vaaz is a social retard. Though no more emotionally stable or unstable as any other individual out there, proper social etiquette, knowing social queues, good conduct - these are facets that hold next to little or no significance to her nor has any tangible concept for her. It is not because she is unintelligent, in fact she is extremely intelligent, she is simply socially awkward.
She fully understands the concepts of right and wrong - they hold little impact, affect, or sway in regards to what she does or says. She seems to constantly exude at state of apathy and indifference. While an ethical person knows the difference between right and wrong, the moral person will not do something and/or try to prevent it or even right it because it is wrong. Such ideals are largely alien to her, because she will do or act without the consideration of social moral concepts, because the significance to her is utterly detached from her conscience. Really, she simply is - and that is all there is to it.
History
There is no memory for what she was as a simple Hollow, and very little as a simple-minded Gillian-class Menos. As one she wandered the Menos Forest, floating amongst others of her kind. Swarming and devouring upon intruders into the Forest, or devouring the weak Hollows that ventured too far into the forest on their own.
The second one of the swarm was weakened or harmed and laboring from injury. She struck at them without wasting a moment before they could regenerate themselves, and devoured them. Always did she hunger for other Hollows, always did she roam the forest hunting them wherever she could find them, and always did she feed upon her own during a weakened moment.
It was not ambition, it was not cruelty, it was not out of bloodlust, it was complusion - instinct. The instinct to feed, the instinct to grow, the need to evolve. It was the cannibalistic instinct that Hollows share that compelled her, there was no malice. Malice, evil - she did not understand these things then, nor does she even really care to understand them now as an intellectual entity with individuality and self-awareness.
A weakened and wounded Adjuchas, crawling on his own - too weak to stand from the gash in his side caused from battling others of his kind. She was the first to find him as he haplessly crawled into the forest, and thus she was the first to claim such a delectable prize. Too enfeebled to resist from his severe wound, all she did was pick him and feast upon him. It was feeding off of that weakened Adjuchas that sparked her own evolution coming an Adjuchas herself at long last.
The form she took on was basically humanoid, though with a twisted feminine form. Her arms looked like a pair of skeleton arms, only the bones much thicker and denser with razor sharp finger tips. Her mask was essential the face of a skull, and the hue of her skin was a corpse-like greyish blue.
Eventually leaving the Forest of Menos, she found herself in the White Desert, and was left with nothing. There was nothing there for endless miles of wandering. When another hollow was seen, there was nothing else to do other than test the depths of her new found strength on them, and feed upon them. While now evolved from what she was, possessing a strong intellect, conscious thought, and personality - regardless, for her she found this "new" existence to be nothing more than a grandiose version of her previous one. Though, she proved to be apathetic and indifferent to it in the end. Neither enjoying it or hating it, she lived it without a care or worry - simply indifferent.
It did not matter what sort of Hollow she came across, some were friendly or even passive, while others were cruel or aggressive. But for her it did not matter the flavor, she roasted them with her fires and gnawed at their souls, and fed. It had to have been at least a century and a half of existing like that, and she found it became easier with each feeding. Strong she did grow, powerful was her peculiar brand of twisted sorcery and flame, mastering the common Cero. What else was there for her to do in that vast wasteland desert.
There was nothing else for her...
But then it happened... her final evolution... becoming one of the vaunted Vasto Lorde. The claimed pinacle of Hollow evolution believed by many of their kind. How many she feasted upon to reach such a state is difficult to decern: hundreds, thousands--and estimating how many Hollows and wandering souls they had collectively devoured is further an even greater challenge. With that evolution, her form altered once again with the expansion of her spiritual strength.
Her form took on a more human like appearance than the twisted visage she possessed before, though her skin remained a ghostly white. The right of her skeletal arms morphed into more of a exoskeleton plated form of itself, while its clawed hand turned pitch black. Much the same occurred with her left arm, though from her left wrist a long double-edged blade of grew--jagged edged halfway up on one side of the blade. Strange, arcane black markings spread across from the left of her body to cover part of the right, and from those markings faintly a smokey black mist radiates from them. Yet largely on the whole her being held a strange wraith-like countenance, while maintaining the basic physical form of womanly beauty. Though the mask that covering her face remained severe in its apperance, like that of the face of a human skull with the razor sharp fangs of a monster meant for tearing flesh and rending bone.
Though one strange day, while feeding upon a slaughter of her last find of Hollows, she was approached by a peculiar grey haired Shinigami as if from no where. She had never seen one before, she had heard of them from other Hollows, though she never got many details - she was often too busy plotting a means to kill them to care to hear what they had to say. But his words were strange, though polite - he promised her that she would never have to feed upon another Hollow if she so chose. He would give her power, great power - more than what she would get from countless decades of feeding upon other Hollows. These promises were boastful in her mind, but intriguing. Having to feed on other Hollows or not, she did not care, but given power - this was one of her few ambitions, and she chose to seize it. The only catch being she would have to serve him, but still, she did not care.
From the strange Shinigami, she inherited Death's aspect of Indifference. Among the other Arrancar she found she was not the strongest, but definitely not the weakest, either. Some were far more physically inclined and stronger than she was, but like that mattered to her, she essentially is a sorceress. Her manipulation of being able to summon up the formless, writhing souls was a variation of forbidden Kidou she developed on her own.
Her tricks and powers were peculiar and disturbing to most other Arrancar, and she often used this to her advantage to assert herself. It also helped keep the Arrancar whom she knew were stronger than her at arms length. Of course, as it played out for becoming as she now is, she served the peculiar grey haired Shinigami, upholding her end of the bargain. Having to follow his orders from time to time, she found to be a simple matter. So long as she could explore the depths of how far she can take her twisted sorcerous methods, Vaaz figures she still gets the better end of the deal.
While originally only having pledged her loyalty to Gin who made her an Arrancar, serving him out of sense of feeling indebted to him for enabling her to gain her new found strength and power; but with Aizen having returned she now serves him without any qualms no matter his machinations and devices maybe. When all is said and done, does she regret anything? Of course not, there is nothing to suggest she would, and as stated numerous times already - she does not care, for she is indifference.
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Skills
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Skills
- Swordsmanship- Intermediate
- Cero - Advanced
- SonÃdo - Advanced
- Hand to Hand - Intermediate
Attributes
- Speed - Intermediate
- Power - Advanced
- Stamina - Intermediate
- Intelligence - Advanced
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Powers
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Natural Powers
- Cero
- Garganta
- Hierro
- Bala
Arrancar Abilities
Cero de Sangue (Blood Cero or Cero of Blood)
- Description of Attack - Vaaz draws her Zanpakuto and stabs herself through the neck. Disturbingly beyond just the self-mutilation itself, doing this does not seem to actually wound her, for it heals within a few seconds. Though immense amounts of her own blood spurts and sprays all over the place around her within that time. Her blood under the power of her will, forms what appears to be a large hellish occultic circle in front of her about as big as she is tall. She reaches out and touches the center of the circular occultic symbol made of her blood before her. The very second the blood ripples from her touch it abruptly explodes into a massive dark blood red Cero spiritual energy wave striking with absolutely devastating results.
- Type - Spirit
- Range - 200~ meters
- Limitation - Though because of all that is required to accomplish this Cero of hers, it takes five seconds to cast, and thus leaves her vulnerable while doing it and can easily be interrupted as opponents able to move quicker than the human eye can see is a large amount of time. Nor is it something she is willing to do consecutively as it drains much of her strength and power, largely because its magnitude being equal to that of a Grand Rey Cero.
Fogo de Alma (Soul Fire)
- Description of Attack - This attack does exactly as the name implies. It is a soul (or souls) set on fire. Vaaz literally conjures a damned screeching soul (or more) that lacks any form, and sets it ablaze through her reiastu making for a strong fireball attack.
- Type - Spirit/Fire
- Range - 50-100 meters
- Limitation - This attack is gauged by the amount of reiastu she puts into it and how many souls she uses, the more reaistu and souls she imbues into the strike to make the fire more potent, the longer it will take to cast for a more efficient attack. The less amount of reiastu she imbues into it, it amounts to little more than a fiery variation of Bala, but takes little to no time to unleash.
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Zanpakutō
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Name: Sanguine
Translation - Blood
Call Out Phrase: "Almas sofrerão através de fogo."
Translation - "Souls will suffer through fire."
Appearance
It looks like nothing more than an ordinary wakizashi (60cm) with a black hilt and lackluster black scabbard. She carries it always at her side in her left hand.
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Resurrección
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Appearance
Vaaz holds her wakizashi out in front of herself parallel to the ground, and utters the release phrase. The short sword then explodes into fire engulfing her completely within a blazing inferno of tornado-like fire...
In the next instant she appears a gorgeous woman as if she aged ten years beyond the adolescent visage she normal holds, as if that form were simply utilized to conceal who she truly is. Her physique is a beautiful long, willowy slender womanly form, and is statesque in height, at least in comparison to her adolescent form. Her hair much like her complexion becomes a pale ghostly white, and is much shorter than in her previous form, while rakishly parted to the right with her long bangs. Her deadened unblinking gaze remains, but her crimson irises become pupil-less.
Her right arm becomes identical to her original Hollow form with its skeleton-like exoskeleton plate armored appearance as though it were covering a womans slim right arm. Though the black clawed right hand in this form has a ragged, fingerless black leather glove with tattered black leather bands wrapping around her wrist and halfway up her forearm. Oddly her new form also dones a pair of worn black leather short-shorts with several broken-in black leather belts, buckles, and bands that wrap around her hips and down to the upper part of her left thigh. Speading from her left arm are numerous black, arcane markings in swirling-yet-sharp-jagged patterns that cross much her torso and run up the left side of her neck and face. Covering her left arm is a tattered black leather one-piece fingerless glove and sleeve that goes up to the shoulder.
The blade that was once part of her left wrist takes the form of sword (100cm) carried in her left hand. Much like its original form one edge of its double-ege is a crude jagged edge running halfway up the blade. The hilt of the weapon in the basic sense is like that of a long sword, though for this weapon it appears as if the hilt were forged from twisted and maleformed bones.
Abilities
Proteção de Alma (Soul Shield or Soul Protection)
- Description of Attack - With her powers now greatly amplified by her Resurreccion, to protect herself from a powerful attack and potentially nullify it, she conjures seemingly numerous damned formless ghostly hallowing souls screaming in agony of their existence, and with them under her will she forms and condenses them into a barrier around her. Whether the barrier holds or not against the incoming attack, the result is the same: all of those souls are obliterated into nothing but spiritual matter.
- Type - Spirit
- Range - Self
- Limitation - The strength of the barrier is dependent upon how much her power she puts into it. The greater the strength of the barrier, the more it will cost her. Thus by proxy the more power she puts into it for greater strength the more taxing it becomes and thus the greater risk of it exhausting her, especially through repeated use. Naturally any form of attack greater than what she is able to generate herself to forge the barrier will shatter it and bring her to harm (pending the strength of the attack) on top of loss of power from her creating it in the first place. Interestingly because of Quincy powers and techniques able to obliterate spirits, they can do the same to this barrier of hers given it is forged by the consolidation of souls, irregardless of how much of her power she puts into it; therefore even a Quincy who is several tiers weaker than her can negate her barrier entirely with their attacks/techniques.
A Mão de Morte (The Death Hand)
- Description of Attack - For an ordinary every day human being it is exactly as described, but those even with the slightest bit of resistance whether it be weak or exceptionally strong, it can cause a great amount of pain. With her clawed skeleton-like right hand Vaaz touches her victim, and then imbues her will, reiryoku, and reiastu into the touch creating an effect as though the victim's blood is literally being boiled beneath their skin. The pain is immense causing a temporary paralyzing effect for a couple seconds.
- Type - Spirit
- Range - Touch
- Limitation - While it does not cost her much of her power to activate, for those of equal strength to her the effects are only but a second or two at most. Those stronger than herself can possibly even resist the effects entirely. Albeit, those weaker than her may be subjected to its effects for few seconds or even a little more. The this ability can only ever be preformed with her right hand. The paralyzing effects of the pain caused in of itself is essentially rending the very spirit of her target within them, locking up the victims body completely, but only until the alotted time of the effects pass at which point it vanishes.
Purgar (Purge)
- Description of Attack - This is her strongest attack and can even leave her physically and spiritually exhausted, making her weak and vulnerable after doing it. What she does is compress immense amounts of her will, reiryoku, and reiastu into a single point within her own being, and much like splitting an atom - she unleashes it all at full-bore in a massive blazing, fiery inferno of an explosion. The explosion is around one hundred meters in radius, and that which is not incinerated when caught within its radius will likely be the worse for wear.
- Type - Fire
- Range - 100 meter radius
- Limitation - This is another one that takes her much time to accomplish, and leaves her open for being attacked, or at the very least, to be interrupted. Because of the intense power of the flames that this attack generates in that can reduce buildings within its radius to ashes and metal structures to smoldering liquid in but a few seconds, the power she has to unleash to do it drains her utterly. Even those just as strong her can find themselves several burned and deminished in strength because of it should they get caught within its radius, finding themselves in the same weakened state Vaaz finds herself (though not necessarily in a pre-release state like herself, but rather overall depleted) after performing the attack (unless they otherwise have some form of defensive technique/ability to cushion or weather the vicious blow of Vaaz's greatest attack; while those who are tiers above her are more resistant to the attack--especially the stronger they are to her). Thereby those weaker than her will find themselves in a dire situation should they survive it. The amount of power being generated to accomplish the attack can be perceived by anyone who can sense reiastu, thus giving them the chance to get out of its blast radius within the few seconds it takes Vaaz to unleash it; or if bold enough to try to strike her down as she concentrates her power to release it. It is something that she can only use once in her Resurreccion form, and upon doing so is reverted back into her pre-release Arrancar form, while being drained of all power and unable to even really defend herself. It is not an attack she does casually and without a great measure of caution and/or planning ahead of time. As even choosing the wrong time to do it can prove fatal for her.
Almas a Cero (Souls at Zero)
- Description of Attack - Her most powerful Cero, it works in much the same manner as her Soul Shield, Vaaz summons numerous damned formless souls condensing them all with her will as they scream and wail in agony, and combining them with her focused reiatsu using them to forge a Cero attack. The Cero does take time to create and is very much open to interruption and even fatigures her momentarily after casting it. However, the devastation it can cause is potentially extreme. The beam itself carries a vile aura to it, while being vile pale green infernal hue of horrid size.
- Type - Spirit
- Range - 100~ meters
- Limitation - The power of this Cero rivals that of a Cero Oscuras, and in a way it could be considered her own variation of it, or was inspired by it when she creates this particular Cero of hers. But because of the power of this Cero is so extreme, she can only use it while in her Resurreccion form; and even then because its so powerful if used more than a few times it can drain her extremely quickly.
Rito de Sangue (Rite of Blood or Blood Rite)
- Description of Attack - Via her will a massive occultic circle of malevolent blood red light takes form under her feet. Countless ars goetia-esque symbology and hermetic hieroglyphs compose it as it is over thirty meters in diameter. It is the only time she switches her sword from being in her left hand to her right hand. She cuts the palm of her left hand while imbuing great amounts of her reiatsu into a single droplet of blood that she squeezes out of her wound by making a fist and letting drop onto the great occultic circle under her feet while she is at its focal point. The second the droplet reaches the occultic circle it triggers a near blinding great explosion almost supernova-like in appearance, which it can be quite damaging to those who are not strong enough to withstand it.
- Type - Spirit/Fire
- Range - 30 meters speading out to 60 meters diameter
- Limitation - This does deplete her reiatsu a fair deal, and leaves her momentarily tired - often causing her to take a moment to catch her breath. Though, because it takes time to cast it is also quite open to being interrupted.
OOC Information
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There is nothing truly out there in this vast desert of Hollows, only scattered colonies of shattered Hollows cowering from the stronger. Nothing to truly see out there, so why does she find herself wandering its wasteland? She did not have an answer, though in this regard it was not out of an indifference, but more out of a compulsion. Maybe there is no answer, and just is, one of the few compulsions she has left she can truly indulge, and why ruin it with needless analysis? A mystery or two into ones own person leaves at least something for self-discovery.
The wind blowing through the desert, Vaaz watched the tiny grains of sand be picked up and tossed over the sand dunes. An image of vast snow powder covered fields flashed within her mind in response to the scenery. The tiny flakes of the image being tossed over the snow formed dunes of the barren wasteland. The two were polar opposite yet the same, separated only by temperature.
But the heat of this desert was more suited for her, deserts burn - she can make others burn - she felt synchronized here. Perhaps even viewing it as home, that thought was something for her to dwell on for a moment. Home. She had never really considered that she actually had one. This desert certainly is the place where she has spent the vast majority of her existence, and she fell right in line with the place.
Little to be truly desired within the White Desert, its temperature shared the very expression of her power, while the place itself being a dead wasteland. The void she often feels within her own existence much aligned that latter belief, and the hole running through her chest only exclaims it to her as it exclaims what she truly is. With a tilted head and an abrupt smirk, she listlessly wandered back to the tower, dismissing the previous ruminations as funny thoughts.
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