Post by dmass on Sept 10, 2009 16:14:58 GMT -5
Name: Aluvu Xande
Age: 300 (looks 26)
Skill Level: Swordsmanship: Advanced
Skill Level: Sonido: Intermediate
Skill Level: Hand-to-hand: Intermediate
Age: 300 (looks 26)
He is a kind hearted arrancar who is determined to be the best. He looks down on senseless kills and rarely kills unless he really has too. He likes to talk to anyone who will listen. When he speaks, Aluvu hopes his words will have an impact on their lives because He fully believes that he is wise and his lifestyle is best lifestyle. He has an odd obsession with cute things he becomes very effeminate near cute things (Children, toys, stuffed animals etc.) and causes a slight lapse in his judgment.Appearance:
He doesn’t make friends well due to the fact he “seems” like he thinks he is better than everyone else but it not the case he is just very misunderstood. He is a loner by fate not by choice this often leaves him feeling empty which he just tries to fill by training more alone.
If someone listens to his words he will try to latch on to that person as a friend as hard as possible talking his ass off, this usually ends on bad terms.
He has a thing about respect so when he meets you he will treat you with respect, he hopes for the return of respect as well. The one thing that pisses him off the most is lack of respect. Even if he is not the person being disrespected he will become upset. But he will still hold respect for that person.
In battle as a sign of respect he will bow and tell you his name before you start and will wait for you to at least speak your name. But if you pissed him off he will attack without warning signs or anything.
His style of fighting is refined and quite tight due to constant training he knows the weakness of his style and he hides it well. This style of fighting is brutal but only relevant to those who are slower than he. To those faster than he must anticipate their movements and that is his weakness.
He is 5’9 159lbs his hair is raven black shoulder length. His head is almond shaped and his chin is quite pointed. His eyes are a dark grey with his eyebrows in thin line above his eyes. His nose is pointed and somewhat average in size. His mouth is naturally in a scowl mode. His skin is alabaster white. He is somewhat ripped like a featherweight class boxer his arms are longer than his leg By a small margin it’s not noticeable but it can confuse low level fighters. His hole is located on his chest right above his heart and his mask is freckles on his face. The picture gives more on how his body looks and hair...Arrancar Powers:
Unique cero/bala: he has three unique cerosNatural Arrancar Powers:
Rapido Bala: He can fire Bala much faster than normal hollows he does so in a three shot bursts. The Bala are at half the power of normal bala but the sheer number launched makes up for the lack of power.
Charged cero: fires a single cero with the power of three normal powered ceros combined It causes a very large explosion but moves at half the speed of a normal cero this cero is the same size as a regular cero
Cero: A dreadful grey cero launched from the back of his left hand his is highly explosive on impactZanpakuto's name:
Gargantuan: this allows him to travel between worlds He opens it by slashing with his zanpaktou
Soinido: an average sonido
la vida de nuestro amorUn-released Zanpakuto's Appearance:
A naginata 7ft long (not including the blade). The blade is three feet in length And looks like a normal katana placed on the end of rod. The shaft of the naginata is simple long black rodResurrección Release phrase::
Taladro de la santaResurrección Appearance::
He grows 7 seraphim style wings. They all reach out four feet. His zanpaktou becomes a long sword that looks similar to a long sword.Resurrección Abilities::
His blade is six feet from blade tip to Pommel. The pommel is in a large heart shape and ivory color. The hilt is only one foot long and golden. The guard is in a Cross style and golden like the hilt but at the ends of the cross their are pearls in the same shade of Ivory as the pommel. The blade surface looks like highly polished highly reflective polished Sliver. The blade is very wide about three inches and six inches up the blade it has two inch parrying hooks. The blade also has words inscribed into it, "take me up" One side and on the other side "cast me away" in old engilsh text.
His release changes his mask to look like a visor that covers his whole face. The Visor has a white tint but you can’t see his face on the other side. And at last his hair becomes golden.
He retains the custom cerosSkill Level: Kidou: Advanced
Cielo de perforación- He pulls off one of his wings and throws it like a javelin. On impact it will explode with the force of 10 ceros. When he pulls off the wing it loses all feathers and is left with a javelin shaped tube.
Espada Cielo- He pulls off one wing. The wing loses all feathers and places the remaining tube into the hilt of the blade. The blade gains a golden aura which is evident of the power increase. The destructive power of his sword is near that of a cero when it hits solid materials but it won’t be an instant explosion it will be delayed for a moment or two.
Amor cielo - He pulls off Four wings and absorb them into himself this will slowly heal minor (cuts ,scracthes, etc) wounds and remove him from feeling any pain. This will not heal major organs or lost limbs but it will make him free from the pain.
When he runs out of wings he will revert to his unreleased state
Skill Level: Swordsmanship: Advanced
Skill Level: Sonido: Intermediate
Skill Level: Hand-to-hand: Intermediate
Aluvu doesn’t remember much but it is all written in his soul. His lives His loves His pains all of them are tattooed in his soul. This is not his first time as a hollow no this is his fifth time as a hollow. He has been everything a human, a Shinigami hell even a Quincy but those are different stories for different times But now let us look back at how he became a hollow this time.RP Sample:
It was three hundred years ago he was a lowly who human he was very spiritually active. A world renowned psychic. He could easily predict the future you r past and read your thoughts he was so powerful that he could the earth with a thought. As I said first off he was a lowly human he could barley hold back the constant attack from hollows. He was killed at age 6.
Due how graphic his death was he was instantly a hollow. His hollow form was crude but effective. He was a gecko with black skin and yellow toes his tail was spiked and he was biped. His hollow power gave him an edge over normal hollows his spit was explosive. For ten years he traveled back and forth between human world and Hueco Mundo killing as many as possible. His reign of terror soon started to slow as he reached his first evolution he spent most of his time in Hueco Mundo like most gillans. As a Gillian he started to gain a personality which is odd and rare occurrence in basic Gillians especially one who had no features to set him apart from other Gillians. He lived slowly building on his thoughts and theories with no one to listen he was lonely being the only one with intellect in a sea of fools.
Time passed around fifty years and he evolved once more into to an Adjucha class hollow he was on his way to having people to communicate with. His adujcha form was small he had no legs two wings on his back. His hole was crammed with amber like substance on his lower abdomen. When it hit the ground the amber exploded but that is not important. He had a hard time making friends because he talked too much. Like many hollows of that level he tried to form a group to survive but his personality caused them to turn on him soon after they allied with one another. And soon after he was about to give up when he got one more piece of Kindness form another Adjucaha oddly this hollow was on his death bed for an adjucha He was reverting back into a Gillian. He begged Aluvu to stop the process so in show of his mercy he consumed him with vigor. Then in the fever of the feast Aluvu lost himself. He couldn’t stop at all the Hollow was gone by the time he stopped. His first thought was that he was losing himself to the other hollows in his body because he wasn’t strong enough but that wasn’t the case at all he was evolving once more into a Vasto or so he wished.
After His change he realized he was still the same half angel just different. Aluvu walked the desert of Hueco Mundo. He walked then he realized after a few days that his legs were tired well not tired just strained, then like a stack of bricks he realized he had legs now. He had two more wings and he had a mask after so long it was like a visor. But what caused the sudden change? He wondered as walked the white sands of Hueco Mundo. A that drove him at this point was an urge to reach the castle on the horizon it was so close but so far.
When he reached the castle He was greeted by a few humanoid guards they fired ceros at him. Aluvu ran away from the castle at full speed. He stayed away from the castle for near ten years building his power. When he returned the Castle was in disarray and he walked right in uncontested.
He moved through the castle halls in great confusion there he met a man with a fox face and one man sitting on the throne. The man with the fox face just pointed at him and said “how bout that one there.” He said in an air light tone like he was making fun of him. The man n the throne said nothing and smirked as the world became black all around him.
When Aluvu Came too he was dressed in the arrancar uniform his wings were gone and his mask was gone as well and near him was a naginata. Then a female nurse told him what he was an arrancar. Soon after that she told him that he was a failed project and it was under their lord’s grand grace that he was even alive. Aluvu then moved on to train himself away from everyone to get used to his new body and all it can do. He left for nearly two years to train only to return to find the castle under new ownership once more. Aluvu decided to hide in with the influx of new arrancars. This is how he ended up in the situation he is in now, alone.
Outside the castle of Los Noches there was an arrancar. He was tall and very slender with raven black hair. His hole was proudly on display on his chest for the world to see because he wore no shirt. His zanpaktou was a naginata about five to six feet in length with the blade gleaming in the moonlight Hueco Mundo. Aluvu leaned on it while it stayed planted firmly in the sand below. At last his mask was near nonexistent with a few specks that looked like freckles on a near prefect face for a near prefect body. This arrancar was Aluvu. He seemed to be in a class above most Arrancar but it just looked that way. He was alone like always firing his cero but someone was watching him or it felt that way to the young arrancar.
He continued to train each day as if nothing was wrong but each day it seemed to get closer and closer. The strong spiritual pressure was slowly creeping up on him. He first felt fear of the approaching power that wrung his throat each day.
On the third day his fears was absolved. He saw his stalker for the first time. He was surprised to find such a strong force to emanate from such a small boy. The boy was very short with standouts green hair that’s all he saw at that time. He was certain that the boy was not there to hurt him but to learn from him. Aluvu thinks to himself, “Surly he sees that I am a suitable role model.” He smiles at the sentiment and continues his none stop barrage of ceros into the white sands of the desert.
On the fourth day nothing really changed Aluvu Kept firing his Grey dreaded cero into the white void of the endless desert and the boy kept watching and slowly moving forward each hour. He didn’t want to let on that he knew that the child was there. Simply he didn’t want embarrass the youngling
Day five was the final day of the boy silence which completely though Aluvu off guard. What’re yah doin?” His voice was a soft and weak as a child voice should be. Aluvu finally got a look at the boy he was a happy looking child with green hair his uniform didn’t seem to fit all too well ,his pants weren’t really pants at all they were adult sized shorts it was and his eyes stuck out like emeralds in the eternal white. The boy to Aluvu was beautiful and pure as the white snow on earth. But surely the boy knew what Aluvu was doing the boy had why else would he stalk him. Aluvu cleared his voice and spoke a gruff voice to seem meaner than what he was, “I am training!” Aluvu then moved back to his position to fire more of his ceros into the void in the distance. The viscous eruption of power blasted glass into the air and caused quakes that were heard as a low thunder in the distance other than that there was silence except in the head of Aluvu.
His though were disturbed by the idea that his disrespected the child and now his possible friend could now hate him but what the boy declared next stopped that thought and started to enrage the man.
Shantaro move to sit on a nearby rock and he went and said in the most innocent voice he ever heard, “What for? You weak or sumthin?” That voice was the cutest thing he has ever heard but he had to defend his pride and honor as a man he answered the question calmly and with confidence, “I am quite strong indeed and must not allow myself to become weak ever.” Then he looks at the boy ever pure face with a stern look. In his mind he is thinking about how cute he is and how pure he is. And the boy opened his mouth and no amount of innocence could make what he said right in the mind Aluvu. “You dun look so tuff I bet I could take you.” His voice was full of stinging pride and disrespect. That disrespect would make Aluvu see the boy as a combatant and not a toy or a child with a pretty face. His rage built in him like a volcano on the verge of eruption the only words he could muster from that was a cold stoic, “Oh really?” If the boy would have kept his mouth shut what happened next could have been avoided.
The boy arrancar stood up as if declaring to the heavens in his same disrespectful tone “Yeah really!!” As he placed his hands on his hips in a prideful manner he had no clue to the rage inside Aluvu. Aluvu was a cold wall of calm but on the inside he is on fire he will make him respect me he thinks to himself. After a few shots of his dreaded cero he had an obvious rhythm. While in his rhythm he moved his hand in the direction of the boy and fired at him.
The boy was sent flying toward Aluvu now. Aluvu dislodged his zanpaktou and placed it to impale the child but he was falling faster than he expected. In the mind of Aluvu this meant that the boy was much heavier than he thought so he had to change his vector of attack to compensate for the change. Aluvu pivoted on his left foot then he then moved the less dangerous end of the naginata to sweep the child off of his feet before he had time to be sure of his footing. When the shaft of the naginata hit the child’s leg his thoughts on his weight were confirmed. The child was swept into the air like he was tossed in a chef salad. He back hit the ground with a hollow thud. Aluvu then moved the dangerous end over to end the fight only to stop short at the boy’s neck. The boy swallowed hard as death stared him in the face in the form of beheading. He knew on a single whim he would be killed and all he could must was a scared,”Mister that was dirty.”
Aluvu lifted the blade and began to smile at the boy. He giggle slightly he just simply said, “AA is fair in love in war I think that is what they say.” He knew that the boy had learned his lesson in humility. Even thought Aluvu didn’t have it in him to kill a child not many people do. He let the boy get up and went back to firing his grey ceros into the distance this time at a faster rate. As the child was dusting himself off Aluvu broke the silence between them with a snarky remark filled with parental care. “So did you learn your lesson?” The kid very replied fast as if not to upset the temperamental arrancar, yah I did if they say they are strong believe em’.” Aluvu just said, close enough kid.” And sighed and thought to him, “That kid might have picked up some respect.” He went on to ask the child his name but gave his first. The proudly boasted his name as loud and as proud as he could. “Shantaro Khan! Pretty awesome name right?” This bold declaration pulled on the heart strings of Aluvu and he remembered how cute he was. And responded while trying to hold his composure, It fits you kid it fits you…” He let a smile escape his lips as the child went on his way
Aluvu still firing ceros didn’t notice that Shantaro was leaving decided to try to sound cool so he was going to say something he thought sounded cool. "Hey Shantaro Become strong even stronger than me!" Aluvu couldn’t quite hear what the boy said in response over the explosions caused by his ceros but he was sure it was something truly adorable.