Senior Quincy-san

[lixan]

Name: Zacharaia Ryu
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Personality:

Zach particularly hates his full name, and despises it when any friend calls him by it, but in battle he introduces himself by his long name, and gets angry when his enemy shortens it. This is perhaps a mental boundary he's placed to separate friends and enemies: Friends must call him Zach, and Enemies must call him Zacharaia. He makes girls call him Ryu-kun, a further boundary he has set in his mind.

He's also horribly OCD, possibly where his mental boundaries stem from. He's not OCD to the extreme, having to knock twice or open things three times, but he straightens all his pencils and has his hair cut evenly. He won't break out a ruler, but will eyeball everything as straight and even as possible.
He doesn't get all irritated when people mess things up of their own, but if they touch any of his stuff, they're dead. He also, for obvious reasons, hates being criticized for being OCD.

Appearance:

Hair Color: White
Eye Color: Yellow
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 110 Pounds

Zach usually wears something resembling a Quincy garmet. He wears white pants with blue stripes and a very puffy shirt that is a tight elactic at the waist and the sleeves. There is a blue Quincy cross on the back and a single blue stripe down the middle of the front.

Quincy Abilities:

Sanrei Glove- Zach wears the Sanrei Glove, the ultimate weapon of the Quincy. When activated, his Glove forms somewhat of a sniper rifle, bow-style. Its a solid, rifle-looking weapon, with the handle in his hand and the "ammo" pouch formed around his forearm. A bipod is not far from his hand, and extends to a long neck. The neck is flat on top, and without a scope. The neck of a sideways bow is about 3/4s the way up the neck, which makes it sort of a crossbow-sniper crossover. These fire spirit arrows which are a bit thinner than normal Quincy arrows.
Hirenkyaku
Ginto
Seele Schneider

Skill Level: Marksmanship: Advanced
Skill Level: Swordsmanship: Intermediate
Skill Level: Agility and Speed: Advanced
Skill Level: Hand-to-hand: Beginner
History/Background:

Zach was poor growing up, and is still poor now. As such, the nicest thing he really got to wear was is school uniform, and if he got anything nicer, he would wear it until it tore.

He first discovered he was a Quincy when he saw a Shinigami fighting a hollow one day in the park. He was horrified at the sight and ran as far away as he could, completely out of fear, and didn't stop until he realised he was in a very bad part of town.
As he walked around in fear, he came upon a Black Market and discovered someone selling a package containing a glove, two tiny silver tubes, and some metal stick. The man practically gave it to him, and when Zach put the glove on, he found that he couldn't remove it. However, he also felt an odd sensation, similar to the one he felt when he saw the Shinigami.

From that point on, during his free time, he would seclude himself in a desolate area and try to tap into the glove's power, which was hard considering that the glove repels reishi. Eventually, however, he was able to form a basic Quincy bow and, years later, mastered it to the point that the glove transformed his bow into a sniper-looking crossbow.

As time went by, he grew a little bored with the glove, but came home one day to find his house utterly destroyed and a hollow inside, feasting on the souls of his family. Completely horrified, Zach formed his bow without realizing it and fired off an arrow at the hollow, slaying it with one shot.
An elderly Quincy in the area, by chance, felt a reiatsu similar to that of a Quincy's and rushed over to find the now-orphaned Zach, who told him his story.

The elderly man explained to Zach what exactly a Quincy was, and stressed the importance that he not remove the glove. With this new knowledge, the man raised Zach, training him in the ways of the Quincy, teaching him how to use Hirenkyaku, basic Ginto spells, and how to form his Seele Schneider blade. However, as the old man only knew the most basic of Quincy techniques, this was all he could teach Zach. It was also inhibiting that he only owned one Schneider and two Ginto Tubes, and the man owned none.
This went on for some time and finally, when Zach turned 17, the old man died and Zach set out to use his Quincy powers for what they were intended for: killing hollows...

RP Sample:

Name: Zacharaia Ryu
Age: 17
Occupation: Quincy

Zach fired off another arrow, successfully impaling two hollows straight through the head. His training had served him well and, at the moment, the boy he was protecting, too.

"Alright." He said, helping the child up. "They're gone now, they can't hurt you anymore."
The boy got up shakily, holding on to Zach for support.

"Th... thank you... Mister..." The little boy stuttered. Zach smiled warmly, remembering when he was as naive as this little kid.
Then again, he'd never been dead like this kid was.

"I have to leave you now." Zach said, kneeling down to the kid's level. "There will be good people coming to get you in a little while."

"N.. no! You can't!" The kid screamed, tears pouring out his eyes. "You can't leave me with the scaries!"

"They're gone." Zach said, trying to comfort him. "Theres no more scaries, and there will be good people coming to help you in a just a minute."
The kid was still sobbing, but he was bawling like he had been. Zach gave him another warm smile, and the Spiritual Pressure of two Shinigami suddenly appeared out of nowhere, just like Zach thought they would. He looked in the direction they were coming from, and so did the kid. When he saw nothing, he looked back to Zach, but he was gone.

"Its over here!" One Shinigami shouted, suddenly appearing in front of the kid.
"What happened?" He asked. "There were two hollows here just a second ago..."

"The nice man came and shot the scaries!" The boy shouted, suddenly happy, dumbfounding the Shinigami...

[Rebel Raven]

Approved
Middle Level Average