Post by hakujou on Aug 9, 2009 23:53:43 GMT -5
Name: Gyokuei Hakujou
Age: 198 [19]
Gender: Male
Personality:
Skill Level: Swordsmanship: Intermediate
Skill Level: Shunpou: Intermediate
Skill Level: Hand-to-hand: Advanced
History/Background:
Age: 198 [19]
Gender: Male
Personality:
Hakujou is a very sarcastic individual, also harboring many negative and aggressive emotions that he rarely chooses to repress. Although, he mostly does this when there are things that irritate him. There are other triggers that make him want to just go out like someone who has tourrets, such as hype-upping music, overall non-serious situations, and other people he would rather see not moving.Appearance:
If he's in a positive mood, yeah good luck, you won't really notice it. Hakujou being positive is very similar to him being mellow and unresponsive, just about not being negative in any recognizable way. He tries to show expression when he wants to get a point across, but due to his years of holding angry expressions, it's hard to make, say, a smile. This isn't to say that he is stoic and can't smile, but he doesn't like doing it at all. He says it's something about being untrue to himself, strenuous, or something, nobody really pays attention to why.
On speaking terms, he has slight autism in articulating what he wants to say sometimes. When he speaks from his mind or heart, he might pause in search for a certain word he wants, or get his words jumbled up. How he speaks, however, would make him a good story-teller if he wasn't mixing up and mispronouncing some of the words half the time. The way he talks is rather enthralling if he wants it to be, but in other situations, he talks like a normal person. He isn't the most interesting person to be around unless he's in a bad mood, in which the utter nonsense that he can think of on the spot is interesting at least.
While in combat, there's not much of a difference, just another fight with him getting hyped up. He down-talks his opponents in any way he can find depending on the opposing side themselves. As he fights, he doesn't find much satisfaction in playing under or over-powered, but likes to have a complete battle against certain opponents, adjusting his strategy to the situations. On someone weaker than himself, he only bothers to overwhelm them with various sword strikes, slashes, and parries. Against those as strong as himself, he likes to have a climb of power, going into his Shikai, and then his Bankai. Against those stronger, he likes to fight from a distance
Zanpakuto Spirit:
Hakujou appears to be twenty years old in human years, giving him a young body to work with as a Shinigami. He reaches a height of about six feet, with a slight athletic build to him. He isn't terribly muscle-bound, but his body is carved with muscles trained from his expertise being melee combat. His hair is long and messy that goes down to his shoulder blades. He puts the back of his hair up with a hair tie, though the hair still whacks out over his face. His eyes are just a regular black, nothing really special about them. Other than noting that his clothing is simply the regular Shinigami wear, there's nothing else to add to Hakujou's image.
Sealed Zanpakuto:
Kyūkyoku Hōgyokushin [Ultimate Gem God]
The spirit of Hakujou's Zanpakuto is a great serpentine dragon, mainly white in color, with a plated and section-like body for flexibility. On the first few sections of the spirit, there are seven gems embedded on it's side as a symbol of Bankai activation and usage. It has great feathery wings with golden arm-like wings right under it, though Hakujou doesn't know just what they're for. Near the end of the hook-like tail are two more wings to aid it in flight to keep it's balance secure.
The spirit's world is nearly utter blackness, no ground to lay on or any sturdy thing to rest on. The only things there are countless stones that float in the great void, all of which harbor clear cut crystals of all colors. These were for Hakujou to have any standing chance in drawing out Kyūkyoku Hōgyokushin for Bankai Training.
Shikai Description:
Kyūkyoku Hōgyokushin, when in sealed form, takes the form of a katana fitted with a red scabbard and threading on the handle. Other than that, it's standard size, length, and is a folded katana.
Kyūkyoku [Ultimate Gem]Shikai Abilities:
The Shikai of Kyūkyoku takes the form of a gauntlet, fitting Hakujou's hand-to-hand combat strategies. The gauntlet is dark gray in color, with gems on each knuckle, and side of the hand. They are dull in color until the gems activate.
The Kyūkyoku has a selective ability, as well as an additional one for every gem that awakens that's embedded in it. There are seven abilities to the Shikai, though only one can be activated at one time and utilized as a power. To switch powers, Hakujou must seal his Zanpakuto away and release it once again. Doing this up to two times angers Kyūkyoku Hōgyokushin, in which it won't release itself again for a full day. On this level, Hakujou has only awakened three.Bankai Description:
"Strike, Kyūkyoku!"
[Ruby] - Encrusted in the knuckle of the thumb, the ruby allows Hakujou to create a set of three claws colored red onto the knuckles of his gauntlet. Each blade is about 1.5 inches high, one foot long, and 1.25 inches thin. They are hooked about two inches towards the end similar to a hook, for a better chance of ripping the opponent up. This is a melee-type Shikai, not much more than a crimson addition to the gauntlet.
"Course, Kyūkyoku!"
[Sapphire] - Encrusted in the palm of the middle finger, the sapphire allows Hakujou to concentrate a sapphire colored reishi to the gem, and shoot out a projectile from his palm towards his target. The projectile, when made on the fly, goes out for five meters, can blast a person back as much as being pushed a little forcibly, and goes as fast as a thrown rock. The shot can be charged up for about five seconds, and when fully concentrated and shot, the bullet can go up to 100 MPH, blast a huge amount of bark off of a tree, and goes out for about 50 meters. Hakujou can fire off few of any of these shots before the Shikai reverts back to a katana.
"Guard, Kyūkyoku!"
[Emerald] - Encrusted in the back of the hand, the emerald allows Hakujou to charge reishi into the gauntlet. Well, it's not really an allowable choice, the gauntlet does that anyway. It gets to store reishi within the gauntlet over time, and if left alone for five seconds, which it is fully charged, only physical contact is needed to activate it. The emerald allows for the defensive ability of repelling the offensive force coming in at the gauntlet. It can repel power up to a Lieutenant-Shikai strike, but that's in one fully charged shot. If Hakujou is barraged on with his power active, the defense will fall rather quickly. Hakujou would be able to use this defensive power to it's fullest a few times before it reverts back to it's sealed state.
NOT YET ACHIEVED.Bankai Abilities:
NOT YET ACHIEVED.Skill Level: Kidou: Beginner
Skill Level: Swordsmanship: Intermediate
Skill Level: Shunpou: Intermediate
Skill Level: Hand-to-hand: Advanced
History/Background:
While he was alive, Hakujou was an ordinary little boy who lived near a shoe. This was to say that he was in the wastelands of who-knew-where, abandoned and unwanted. He had picked his name from a character he liked from a series of video games that he had limited knowledge of. As he was trying to start off his life as a wanderer, he was caught on a shipping boat for drugs and contraband, belonging to the Yakuza. Needless to say, he was killed on sight.RP Sample:
When he awoke, he was dressed in clothing with holes in them, torn by the bullets that killed him. He looked around in the grassy plain that he never knew before. There were seldom times where he saw grass, but he was finally glad to be basking in it, cool and refreshing. That is, until it turned out that he was slightly allergic to grass and got small hives all over, so that's not a fond memory he wished to keep. He wandered throughout the forest in search of others, but only for the first few steps did he realize that he was dragging a big red stick with a pretty handle. He picked up and began swinging it around, beating the bark off the trees around him with it. He walked on for hours until he finally found a settlement, which he never bothered to learn the name of. The people accepted him rather quickly, especially seeing the red scabbard he carried. He noticed it right when he noticed that nobody had any food, he wasn't hungry at all. He didn't know why, but he didn't feel any need to eat something, but upon hearing explanations, he knew why.
He was dead.
He spend the whole night crying about how he was dead, that life was taken away from him by the Yakuza. Though, looking back on it, this entire day was much better than any he ever encountered in his life, at least here, he didn't have to strive for any way to survive, he had a shack to go home to, no need for food, he had it good. Well, it was until there was an encounter.
In the black of night, there was an attack on the district, a white creature with a thirst for reishi and a grotesque appearance shot through the forest, and killed many of the people living there with Hakujou. Hakujou was finally feeling the sadness from the loss of many of his friends. As Shinigami came to destroy the Hollow, Hakujou watched them, and wanted to become strong like them. It was days after the Hollow attack when Hakujou began to notice strange things with his sword, it began to glow, and grow attached to his arm. After years of having his dreams, he finally was admitted into the Shinigami Academy, to finally become a God of Death.
Decades and decades of training passed by, and Hakujou has grown into the person he is today, though he could still stand to improve a little more. He dons a Shinigami uniform only to do the work that he wasn't trained for most of the time. Over the years of training with his Zanpakuto, he has realized three of the seven different powers of the Shikai. His Zanpakuto, however, won't allow him to achieve Bankai until he has mastered the seven different ones. He continues to train and be an asshole around the Soul Society, living on and all that jazz.
"Welcome to the party, may I help you?"
"I'm looking for someone's mom!"
"I do not believe in moms, begone with you!"
Hakujou wore an expression of cold and quite rage, his quest to find somebody's mother had come to a complete stop. He was in thought of drawing his sword to cut his head in half, but then again, his sword wouldn't be much cooler if his blade was red. Pondering this as he left the store, it struck him like a brick...hell yeah it would look cool if his blade was red, the hell was he thinking?
He was thinking too much about people's mothers that he forgot that he had an important assignment to do. He had to go take a nap, and waste this day on looking at his eyelids! He was in a hurry, running through the streets at speed that rivaled those who's legs looked like wheels at the time, just to get to his post at the facility!
There was no time left.
He was caught in paperwork, and the only thing he would see was black ink on white paper. Bland. Boring. Monotonous. He was damned to this for hours...
[Sample ain't that good, but I want this damn thing done.]
