Post by kenpachi on Sept 26, 2009 22:37:40 GMT -5
Name: Remer Ather
Age: 165, appears to be 16-18 years of age.
Gender: Male
Personality:
A purely white weapon, Remer's Zanpakutou seemed to stand as a sign of purity, with no blemish on it. However, were that to reflect into Remer's past and situation, that would prove to be a lie.
The blade is a solid white color, extending to the length of about three feet, which is quite comfortable for his height.
The hilt is also white, seemingly made out of one piece entirely, disregarding most traditional katanas. The hilt is made of a strong wood, and looks to be sanded smoothly.[/blockquote]Shikai Release phrase::
Skill Level: Swordsmanship: Advanced
Skill Level: Shunpou: Advanced
Skill Level: Hand-to-hand: Intermediate
History/Background:
I never... I repeat... NEVER told anyone there about my past. When people would ask, I would just make up some lie and move on. Besides, if anyone knew how pathetic I was, they would just laugh, right? That was the way the world was, it was cruel.
I never got close to anyone, and if anyone tried to be friendly to me, I would just smile and walk away. I didn't need anyone, I just needed to push myself.
Everyone there said I was a prodigy. But that wasn't true, I was just a really, really hard worker. Because I knew that if I didn't make it there, I would have absolutely nothing.
Bullies would always think, that because I was anti-social, I was also a wimp. Well, I proved them wrong, by beating them into a pulp. Even though I was younger than everyone, I could kick ass.
So I became the best student of my class, graduating with Honor Rolls and everything, graduating three years earlier then I was supposed to. On top of all that, I had already learnt the name of my Zanpakutou.
In fact, I got recommended right into a squad any everything! Life seemed pretty good at the time.
Shinigami[/u]
I got thrust into the 10th... don't ask me why. I guess they had their reasons though. It was kinda stupid anyhow. But y'know, I made the best outta it. I did well and worked hard for Toshirou, he never noticed me but that was fine.
I knew that if I kept working hard, I would make it in his eyes, I would become noticed, I wouldn't just be another face in his squad. So I threw myself at missions.
Mission after mission after mission... it became a weekly routine to me. Looking back, I wish I really hadn't.
Mission: Karakuya Forest
It was that one fateful day, I was doing my patrol in the forest when I sensed something. I sensed something was up, that someone was around.
But for some reason, I knew it wasn't hollow. Hollow were generally wild and were just angry. This reiastu... it seemed hell bent to hurt me... and I don't know why.
Somehow, I was definitely outmatched. I didn't even see it coming, but it got me, and my world went black.
... again.
Experimentation
They were Shinigami alright... who they were, I had no idea, but they were there. And they did not like me... I felt them continue... to... force something inside me, I don't know what, and I don't know how, but they were doing it.
I remember Hoi-Mayi, my Zanpakutou, screaming as if she was in pain... but there was nothing I could do. Even with all my training, I couldn't stop whatever was happening.
And then I heard his voice.
He never gave me a name, just his voice, constantly haunting me... He told me that he was the reason that I was there. They wanted to merge the two of us, and make us... stronger. Well, that was a good thing right? Then why did is seem so wrong? I guess I found out when I asked him what he was.
He was a Hollow.
I screamed and writhed, trying to get free and stop this madness, but they wouldn't have it, instantly sedating me. I was helpless, my head filled with the screams of my Zankpakutou and the laughing of that filthy hollow.
For a third time in my life, my world went black.
The Real World
When I came to, everyone was dead. Everything around me... was dead. Every scientist in the room had been torn to shreds to the point that I couldn't even recognize them anymore.
Who had done this?
He instantly told me that it was me.
In horror, I looked about the room frantically. I immediately found something on the wall that looked just like me, except lifeless. On it was a label that wrote... Gigai, or faux body.
In my studies, I had heard about this, being able to mask one's reiastu and allow them to live in the real world. Apparently that's what my... friends had wanted me to do.
I took it, and ran out, noticing that I was still in the human world. So I came upon a town, and began to live like everyone else, hopping from school to school so no one would ever suspect why I never got old.
Well, that's been my life ever since, I'm glad I could've told somebody.
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Having been found by Shinji and his gang of rogue vizards, Remer was immediately trained to learn how to supress his vizard thoroughly. The teen has learnt the ins and outs of being a vizard, still prowling the streets in an absent-minded way, trying to find a purpose once again.
Over time, his strength has grown, learning to wield both his Zanpakutou and Mask in unity with each other. Remer has trained vigorously to become a better man than he once was, his hate for Shinigami growing with each passing day.
However, that all changed the moment Momo Hinamori showed up in his life. She showed him that not all Shinigami were as evil as he once thought them to be, as she proved her kindness towards him time and time again.
Remer still has yet to figure out his feelings regarding Shinigami, and struggles daily on what to make of the young lieutenant, but until then... he continues to fight to improve himself.[/blockquote]RP Sample:
Age: 165, appears to be 16-18 years of age.
Gender: Male
Personality:
Remer Ather is a child at heart in every way, shape, and form. He is rather easygoing and quite happy with about everything despite the situation. Some would call him ignorant and naieve, but he doesn't believe that's the case. He would just rather smile about everything rather than cry.Appearance:
However, this type of personality has it's drawbacks. Because of the plastered smile on his face, Remer has moments in which he will lose his cool. At that moment, all of his angst and covered feeling will explode in a massive tantrum, followed quickly by what some would call a depression.
His so-called mood swings often make him vulnerable to his inner Hollow, who takes advantage of his body every time he sinks into depression, making him a rather unstable and dangerous young man.
Hollow Mask:
Standing at about 5'7" with bright blue hair and black eyes, the boy has often thought to have bleached his hair when possessing his gigai. The boy also bears a scar beneath his left eye, a constant reminder of his fall from the Shinigami.
When Hollowfied, the boy's iris' take on a blood-red color. He wears a light blue vest and singlet, with different embellishments that are probably a human style.
On his shoulder he bears a single tattoo in blue ink, which seems to be a rough sketch of what his inner hollow looks like.
With large spikes protruding in each direction, the blue mask stands as a symbol that represents his former lack of control over his hollow.Hollow Powers:
The mask has different shades of blue and white, with embellishments on the side spikes with designs of what looks like waves.
Cero: They also gain access to some Hollow abilities, such as the Cero blast, although currently only Shinji and Hiyori have been seen using it.Inner Hollow:
Power Augmentation: With the acquisition of the mask via the subjugation of ones inner Hollow. A Vizard gains access to a additional and separate source of power, in addition to the Shinigami powers one already possesses. The accumulation of both powers together greatly augments the powers of the Vizard beyond what a Shinigami and/or Hollow alone would be capable of.
Zampakuto's name:
He has long black hair that happens to be tied and pulled back, his skin bleached white and pale to the point of sickly looking. He also bears a set of pale yellow eyes that contrast with his skin, giving him a rather errie look.
The ghostly looking man wears a suit of light black armor which bear intricate details and embellishing designs on the plating.
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In life, he was probably a pedophile, I mean really, look at him. Anyways, that's besides the point. What's known about the Inner Hollow is that he utterly hates Remer, finding any excuse to burst out of the kid with fists balling.
He is a sadistic spirit that seeks to fight and kill, bathing in the blood of others and holds no respect for his master. The only thing that has ever kept him from coming out is the happy smile that Remer appears to plaster on his face.
However, what is curious is that the Inner Hollow attempts to come out at only moments of time at a time, succumbing by seemingly it's own will and returning to Remer's subconscious. It does not seem that Remer forces it back into his body.
Hoi-MayiZampakuto Spirit:
Un-released Zampakuto's Appearance:
As his inner Hollow's counterpart, Hoi-Mayi serves as Remer's non-existant mother figure. She is the one thing that keeps Remer in check about 80% of the time, allowing him to stay in control of his body most of the time.
Hoi-Mayi is a free-spirited woman that often fills Remer's head with nothing but giggles, telling him he's silly for getting angry at such simple things.
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Her dwelling place happens to be an elaborate church, filled with bleaches and stained glass windows. There is a cross that stands at the front of the church, above the organ that Hoi-Mayi spends much time playing at.
Remer himself has often wondered if Hoi-Mayi believes in the notion of Christianity, to which she answers...
"No silly, but it brings hope to the hopeless, and that's something worth respecting."
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A purely white weapon, Remer's Zanpakutou seemed to stand as a sign of purity, with no blemish on it. However, were that to reflect into Remer's past and situation, that would prove to be a lie.
The blade is a solid white color, extending to the length of about three feet, which is quite comfortable for his height.
The hilt is also white, seemingly made out of one piece entirely, disregarding most traditional katanas. The hilt is made of a strong wood, and looks to be sanded smoothly.[/blockquote]Shikai Release phrase::
"Hoi-Mayi, be my guide."Shikai Appearance::
Shikai Abilities::
A rather short glaive for comfortability, this weapon is made to swing from almost any angle. It has blades on both side for the flexibility of close-quarters combat. Because of it's height, which is 4 ft, it had the speeds it needs to compliment Remer's own speed.
The only thing it's missing that is found among most other glaives is it's reach, which Remer finds to be rather pointless when he specializes in close-combat.
Like the sealed Zankpakutou, this weapon is completely white.
"Hoi-Mayi, lend me your skills."Bankai Description:
More of a passive ability, Remer's speed and strength seems to increase by a noticeable difference. Though it does not come anywhere near to doubling his previous speed an strength, it does allow him to get better footing in a battle.
"Hoi-Mayi, lend me your light.
The entire body of Remer's Shikai weapon shines brightly, making the opponent squint when fighting against it. It may not seem like much, but losing part of one's sight could hurt someone more than they'd know.
"Hoi-Mayi, hide the truth from the enemy."
Much like Ichinose's ability. Remer creates an area of bright like that extended for 20 feet, covering the area. In an area that small, it would probably only work against one person. Within that area of light, Remer refracts light about him, creating multiple illusions of himself about the place.
The downside to this ability is that his reiastu is not masked, and therefore he is easily sensed out. Also, if one depends on their hearing, and not their sight, they would be able to detect where Remer was coming from.
Bankai Abilities:
A massive greatsword which seems to relate to the shape of a crucifix. This cross-like weapon extends to 5 feet and may seem incredibly hard for the boy to carry; however, it is light-weight in steel and seems to have an aspect of aerodynamics designed into it.
On it's hilt is the color of blue and gold along it's designs, and it's blade seems to be constantly flaming with his blue reiastu.
"Holy Flames!"Skill Level: Kidou: Intermediate
A stream of blue reiastu flies from the wielder's weapon, seeming to release the flame that is ever-burning upon Remer's blade. The blue reaistu shoots forth at intense speeds, attempting to cut through the target with intense amounts of reiastu.
The drawback to this ability is that the blade's fire goes out, taking time to recharge before being able to fire the ability again. The entire downtime is a total of three minutes.
"Purge the Darkness!"
The generally vicinity of the battlefield lights up, becoming an arena of light. Within this, the boy can blend in, merging in and out of the light like a ghost by refracting light around him.
The drawback to this ability is that his reiastu can still be sensed and he can be heard.
"Strikes of Light!"
Impressively fast orbs of of light are shot from the tip of his blade with a girth of about 4 cm. These tiny pellets are fired in an incredibly quick succession, barraging the opponent with the force of solid objects.
Should the attack connect, the victim would feel as if they were hit by solid steel pellets, much like the sting of darts as their skin welts and the orb enters the body of the victim. Once inside, orbs detonate, giving off a charge that does not harm, but disorientates the victim enough to throw them off guard.
"Holy Nova!"
Remer's final attack. A spark erupts from the tip of Remer's blade and creates an beam of light that shoots from his blade with an intense amount of force. This attack drains all of Remer's reiastu in the process, forcing him to seal his Zanpakutou and break his mask.
The effects of this beam is catastrophic, with the intensity that could be compared to a star exploding. This attack obliterates almost anything in its path.
Skill Level: Swordsmanship: Advanced
Skill Level: Shunpou: Advanced
Skill Level: Hand-to-hand: Intermediate
History/Background:
A lot of people called me a prodigy, but that's not it. You see, I came from one of the lower districts of Rukongai, being from a poor family and all. I didn't have life handed to me on a plate, in fact, there would be days on end where me and my family didn't have a proper meal. We were just poor, that's all.[/u]
It's not like my father didn't try, no that's not true. He really tried to give us a good life, working his ass off every day in order to make sure we were fed. He was a traveling salesman, you see, and sometimes he wouldn't get home for weeks on end. But he was always encouraging, that's the one thing I'll never forget about dad.
My mother, on the other hand, was actually educated. You see, she was originally from a royal family or something, she never talked about it much but I knew she had it well off. You see, she was supposed to marry royalty, from what I heard. But my father, who was a servant at the time, was the one who caught her eye.
As you can imagine, the family was furious, and tried to kill my dad, but my mother broke him out and they both escaped to lead more simpler lives in Rukongai. That's how the story goes anyways.
Well you know, poverty is poverty. And so at a young age I vowed one thing. To make it. To have a purpose in this world and to become a Shinigami.
Huge dream right? Especially for some poor kid like me. It was stupid, everyone who I even dared to tell told me so. But I wasn't about to stay in poverty all my life. I was going to break free from the life of a nobody and become a somebody!
Or... so I thought.
There was a riot that broke out one day. About what I don't really remember but I remembered that I was around 70 at the time. I don't really remember what happened but I remember that there was a fire, people screaming, and my world going black.
When I woke up I was in a wagon, pretty beat up. There was this Shinigami sitting by me, and I asked him what had happened. He said that the town had burnt to the ground and that I was the only survivor.
When I started crying, the Shinigami hit me right upside the head. It really shocked me but I'll never forget what he said.
"Crying is a sign that you're hurting, and people will always exploit that weakness. Hide it and hide it well."
From that point on, he always wore a smile.
Because of my run in with the Shinigami, I was brought to Seretei. Probably because the Shinigami didn't know what else to do, but the moment I was dropped off, I never saw that Shinigami again.
I was alone, in a new and strange world.
But I would not break, I would not cry, I would not show my weakness! So I smiled, and kept smiling.
Because my mother had been educated, I was educated as well. My mother always dreamed that I would make a good living through it, and worked hard to make that a reality. Just because I was hurting, that didn't mean the world would spot spinning.
So I took the entrance exam, which the testers scoffed at because of my shaggy condition. To their utmost surprise, I passed with flying colors.
Thus began my journey as a student at the academy.
The Academy
I never... I repeat... NEVER told anyone there about my past. When people would ask, I would just make up some lie and move on. Besides, if anyone knew how pathetic I was, they would just laugh, right? That was the way the world was, it was cruel.
I never got close to anyone, and if anyone tried to be friendly to me, I would just smile and walk away. I didn't need anyone, I just needed to push myself.
Everyone there said I was a prodigy. But that wasn't true, I was just a really, really hard worker. Because I knew that if I didn't make it there, I would have absolutely nothing.
Bullies would always think, that because I was anti-social, I was also a wimp. Well, I proved them wrong, by beating them into a pulp. Even though I was younger than everyone, I could kick ass.
So I became the best student of my class, graduating with Honor Rolls and everything, graduating three years earlier then I was supposed to. On top of all that, I had already learnt the name of my Zanpakutou.
In fact, I got recommended right into a squad any everything! Life seemed pretty good at the time.
Shinigami[/u]
I got thrust into the 10th... don't ask me why. I guess they had their reasons though. It was kinda stupid anyhow. But y'know, I made the best outta it. I did well and worked hard for Toshirou, he never noticed me but that was fine.
I knew that if I kept working hard, I would make it in his eyes, I would become noticed, I wouldn't just be another face in his squad. So I threw myself at missions.
Mission after mission after mission... it became a weekly routine to me. Looking back, I wish I really hadn't.
Mission: Karakuya Forest
It was that one fateful day, I was doing my patrol in the forest when I sensed something. I sensed something was up, that someone was around.
But for some reason, I knew it wasn't hollow. Hollow were generally wild and were just angry. This reiastu... it seemed hell bent to hurt me... and I don't know why.
Somehow, I was definitely outmatched. I didn't even see it coming, but it got me, and my world went black.
... again.
Experimentation
They were Shinigami alright... who they were, I had no idea, but they were there. And they did not like me... I felt them continue... to... force something inside me, I don't know what, and I don't know how, but they were doing it.
I remember Hoi-Mayi, my Zanpakutou, screaming as if she was in pain... but there was nothing I could do. Even with all my training, I couldn't stop whatever was happening.
And then I heard his voice.
He never gave me a name, just his voice, constantly haunting me... He told me that he was the reason that I was there. They wanted to merge the two of us, and make us... stronger. Well, that was a good thing right? Then why did is seem so wrong? I guess I found out when I asked him what he was.
He was a Hollow.
I screamed and writhed, trying to get free and stop this madness, but they wouldn't have it, instantly sedating me. I was helpless, my head filled with the screams of my Zankpakutou and the laughing of that filthy hollow.
For a third time in my life, my world went black.
The Real World
When I came to, everyone was dead. Everything around me... was dead. Every scientist in the room had been torn to shreds to the point that I couldn't even recognize them anymore.
Who had done this?
He instantly told me that it was me.
In horror, I looked about the room frantically. I immediately found something on the wall that looked just like me, except lifeless. On it was a label that wrote... Gigai, or faux body.
In my studies, I had heard about this, being able to mask one's reiastu and allow them to live in the real world. Apparently that's what my... friends had wanted me to do.
I took it, and ran out, noticing that I was still in the human world. So I came upon a town, and began to live like everyone else, hopping from school to school so no one would ever suspect why I never got old.
Well, that's been my life ever since, I'm glad I could've told somebody.
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Having been found by Shinji and his gang of rogue vizards, Remer was immediately trained to learn how to supress his vizard thoroughly. The teen has learnt the ins and outs of being a vizard, still prowling the streets in an absent-minded way, trying to find a purpose once again.
Over time, his strength has grown, learning to wield both his Zanpakutou and Mask in unity with each other. Remer has trained vigorously to become a better man than he once was, his hate for Shinigami growing with each passing day.
However, that all changed the moment Momo Hinamori showed up in his life. She showed him that not all Shinigami were as evil as he once thought them to be, as she proved her kindness towards him time and time again.
Remer still has yet to figure out his feelings regarding Shinigami, and struggles daily on what to make of the young lieutenant, but until then... he continues to fight to improve himself.[/blockquote]RP Sample:
He smiled, he always smiled. Getting groceries was just another thing to do on a weekly basis for the boy known as Remer Ather. Surprisingly enough, he had learnt that faux bodies need food as well, which was a shocking fact but true.
Only through food could his gigai continue to function, it would seem. Well, that and he needed to nourish his own body as well.
"Here you go, kid." The butcher growled before handing the kid a large piece of meat.
"Thank you very much sir." Responded the blue haired boy with his customary smile.
"I don't get it." The man continued, "Where do you get the money for these kind of things?"
"Ah, but sir, those are my private matters." The boy responded with a smile before turning away to leave. Upon leaving he heard the man mutter something about drug trafficking, but he wasn't about the correct the man.
To be honest, the boy worked a ton of part time jobs that kids were allowed to do, mainly online so now one would really know how old he was. When people would ask for something to be delivered, he would just do it without letting anyone ever see him.
Well, that was his way of living, anyways... heck, he couldn't complain.
On his way back to his small apartment, he was abruptly stopped by three teenagers. He resisted the urge to roll his eyes.
"Hey kid, who do ya think you are, bleaching your hair like that?" One of them jeered.
"Bleach? This isn't bleach sir!"
He immediately got kicked in the face, sending him flying several feet before crashing into the floor. Remer's nose was bleeding and everything.
"Hah!" One laughed, "This kid ain't even worthit! C'mon boys, let's get outta here."
After they had gone, Remer raised to his feet and wiped the blood off his face.
... The things he did to keep a low profile.
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