Post by maiko on May 10, 2009 11:25:01 GMT -5
Name: Senna
[/u]Gender: Female
Personality
Senna is a very care free, happy person. She frequently does what makes sense to her, without worrying about the consequences, especially if she thinks it will help someone, or simply be fun for her. She enjoys being in high places, according to her it allows confusing things to become clear from that perspective.
Appearance
Very light brown, almost orange eyes, and purple hair that is tied in a red ribbon. She is fairly short, just above five feet tall.
Zanpakutô Spirit
Mirokumaru
Sealed Zanpakutô
In her zanpakuto's sealed state Senna is able to summon strong winds and make small tornados.
Shikai Appearance
A gold Khakkhara with four rings on the top, and a spear head at the bottom.
Shikai Abilities
Greatly increases the power of the winds and tornados she is able to summon and control, also allows her to fill her tornados with lightning for extra offense. When using this she frequently rides at the top of the tornado she summons.
Release Phrase
"Bring them to the twilight, Mirokumaru!"
Bankai Appearance
Has not achieved Bankai
Bankai Abilities
Has not achieved Bankai
Other Details
Senna is extremely agile, her fighting style generally involves flips and spins. She also is able to use her control of the wind to move faster, or even fly ontop of a tornado.
History
Senna's parents died during the 4th fuedal war in Japan, in the early 1200s, so she lived with her grandfather, the town chief. Not long after adopting her, the grandfather took in two more orphans, the siblings Claire and Ceon, and the three grew up together as best friends. Claire often teased Ceon and Senna, saying they were going to get married, and Senna always hoped, but they never had a chance to. Years later, Ceon died infront of Senna's eyes, trying to defend Senna and Claire from people that had broken into their home, and killed Senna's grandfather. The burglars then burned the house down, killing Senna and Claire as well.
Centuries later, Senna was reborn, her memories a jumble with many other souls, she remembered many life times, and assuming they were all hers, she never realized that the life she could not remember was the one she had lived. A few things trickled through, her name, her personality, and her love for tying her hair back with a ribbon, and only red would do. It was not until she saw Ceon, also reborn, that everything came rushing back to her. The two ran away together, trying to escape from anyone that would want to use them, but were taken to the Valley of Screams by none other then the third childhood friend, Claire, in a plan to whipe out all existance. A battle was fought, and Senna convinced Ceon the only way to finish this once and for all was for all three of them to die. Ceon reluctantly agreed, and using his bankai, killed them all. Seven years later, Ceon was reborn, yet Senna was nowhere to be found.
Two years later, Senna was seen, wandering through the streets of a town in the human world, almost all memories she ever had gone. Senna is currently wandering the world, trying to find out who she is.
Roleplay Sample
Senna was listening to a dance track on her ipod, her earbuds in so no one else would hear, as she was dancing through the streets, not noticing or caring what people thought of her for behaving in such a manner. Suddenly she looked around, suprised, and then turned around, spotting the hollow she had sensed as it was sneaking up behind her. She instantly changed to her shinigami form.
"Bring them to the twilight, Mirokumaru!"
Her zanpakuto released, growing into her Khakkhara. All of this came second nature to her, and she did not question it. For as much as she did not know, she did know that when these monsters appeared, this was how she was supposed to stop them. She began to spin, a tornado forming around her and lifting her up into the air, passing over the hollow and destroying it instantly.
"Huh, maybe I should have gone easier on him!"
Senna shrugged, got back into her gigai, and kept right on dancing down the street as if nothing had happened.
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