Post by fang on Dec 20, 2010 22:19:15 GMT -5
Arrancar
The Basics
Name: Roroanoa Alex
Gender: Male
Day of Birth: 12th August
Age: 40
Visual Age: 19
Height: 5 ft' 9 Inches
Weight: 135 Pounds
Fighting Level: Rookie Level
Fighting Skill: Apprentice Level
The In Depth.
Allegiance: Espada
Hollow Form: Adjuchas
The Numero: 75
The Ranking: Numeros
The Outer Physical:
Roronoa has Deep blue eyes The Exact shade of water, a Mask covering his cheeks and Forehead it has no coloured markings but has spikes ontop of it, 4 to be Exact. He has Spiky Short brown hair that somehow still manages to get infront of his face, He has Abs on his chest (6-pack sounds weird) while his arms remain somewhat wiry with no muscles on them, He has clean Nails that are often cut . He has scars all over his chest, two Diagonal ones that range from shoulder to the Opposite hip, (forming an X). He has several Smaller scars on his left hip and right shoulder. There's a Scar on the back of one of his legs, His arms , Legs , Feet and Hands are Wiry no muscles on them. He has a Gotee on his chin, clean cut it dosnt over flow from his face. His teeth while completely white are very sharp at the tip of tooth.
On his chest over the many scars is the numbers, 75 Naming him one of the Numeros, Inaddition to this he has Tribal markings on his shoulders and back. his eyes are rounded like a humans yet they are cold its as if your staring into the eyes of death. one of his scars on his back under the tatoos is a burn mark from a Gillian's cero
The Clothing:
White jacket with black Trim which is a bit big for him so when running or fighting he'll usually hold on to it while running in battle he'll throw it away untill he could wear it again. he has black fingerless batting gloves which are tight on his hands, there are no rips that arnt supposed to be their . he has White pants with the Black trim which is perfectly sized for him, he has a black waistband around his chest to keep his pants stationary while running or fighting. his mask with 4 spikes on it otherwise completely colourless. he has black shoes/sandals on his feet which he'll wear usually . a Bone band resides on his right arm to show how many Aduchas he has defeated in battle. he has an Identical Bone band on his left arm.
The Personality:
Roronoa has a laid back sort of personality, He's calm about most things, he tends to not let people under his skin, he views the world in a more hands on fashion, he likes to get a Hands approach to most things foreign to him, He Rebels naturally against all types of Foreign Authority, He follows the Espada becuase they gave him power. He views the gates of hell as just more people to kill, he finds that the more people he kills the more his chances of living go up. When he's happy he acts like a human, laughing and smirking and telling jokes, when he's angry he tends to keep his face blank and his mind clear, When in battle he thinks that launching in and Slashing up everything that moves so that the area's been repainted in blood is a last resort he prefers the more Elegant Style of fighting. His views on humans are that there alright, he dosnt believe their good or evil because their not all the same. his views on soul reapers are thus: Unreliable. they werent their for him when they could have saved him so he naturally hates them. He enjoys killing but not the clumsy biggest weapon wins sort of fighting.
The Fighting Style:
Roronoa Prefers to Assassinate his targets stealthily and get away cleanly. when that becomes not an Option he fights fluidly, swiftly attacking and countering and Blocking quickly as to not give his opponants time to recover from the attack. He has a Dai Katana, Light Enough to be used with one hand yet large enough to be weilded with two hands. When Angry he resorts to the clumsy style of fighting he so despises, when upset or happy he tends to not fight but resorts to the Fluid style when face to face or backed into a corner, depending on the number of attackers he may use Riatsu attacks.
Arrancar Technicalities.
The Zanpakuto Name:
Daichi
The Sealed Zanpakuto:
A Large Dai Katana, used with a variety of styles of fighting. it is about 3 feet long Unincluding the Guard and handle, the Pommel of the sword is a Diamond. the Handle has a Circular guard to stop strikes when needed. it has a Diamond pattern on the handle.
Release Phrase:
Strike The Heavens
The Method of Release:
After Drawing his sword when needed to release he points the sword toward his opponant and spins the sword fast enough or powerfully enough to cause sparks that will Activate the Release Phase.
Ressurreccion Appearance:
The Ressurreccion form is a Cheetah, Armoured head to toe in this form its Layered so there are small holes if the enemy stabbed in the right angle you could hurt him. the armour is a dark Maroon colour, He has Darker Maroon fur however and can remove his armour if need be He is slower when using the armour. his fangs and Nails become longer and sharper to increase the damage they do. his hair becomes longer and unkempt blowing everywhere. He can walk on 4 legs and 2 legs. on 4 legs he's faster but he can attack stronger on 2 legs. the Scars from his human form are still shown under his fur but you So see them
Ressurreccion Abilities:
Tatsumaki: By Standing up and spinning his body around he whips the air into a tornado flowing upwards. if the enemy is heavy it wont do much damage, If the enemy is Light they'll been heavily damaged.
Shigan: By Using lightning he Speeds up a jab with a finger to the point where it goes through his opponants body. It cannot be used in Rapid succession as it causes damage to your fingers if used Excessibly.
The Rankyaku : (Storm Leg) is a powerful projectile technique, in which the users starts by kicking at very high speeds and strength, sending out a sharp "air blade" that can slice objects and greatly damage a body. the downside is if dodged then you are exposed to attack for a few moments.
The Dark Origin.
History:
He was born in Karakura town, his mother died from birth and his father was never around much. when he was 6 his father died of Tuberculosis. he was dumped in an Orphanage, where he met his life long friends. Bently & Murray, they survived well together in the Orphanage usually stealing food when they needed more, they always stood up for each other from bullys and usually fighting the bullys of the orphanage. he grew up like this for 13 years.
Roronoa remembers the day he died Vividly, he woke up at 8:00 Am, got a shower, cleaned his teeth. it was a day like any other, he walked to the shops for a gift for his girl friend, it was their Anniversary or something like that he forgot. while he was in the shops a man armed with a shotgun and combat gear walked in and declared it was a hold up, he tried to sneak away but got caught, in Desperation. Fear and not wanting to die he Sprinted as fast as he could, he got exactly 10 paces before he was hit in the back and spine with buckshot, he lost conciousness and Bled badly. A Few weeks later he died from being in a coma.
Over the course of the next 21 years After he Died he became a hollow because a careless being broke his chain. he then went on a rampage eating anything and everything he could. not suprisingly he became a Gillian a Menos Grande, but he was unlike all those pathetic bland same gillian he rebelled, eating them untill finally he became an Adjuchas during this period of time he ate more of his fellow Adjuchas to prevent becoming a Gillian again. he was approched by an Arrancar and they offered to make him one of them, he refused and challenged them to a fight and he lost easily. the Arrancar was about to finish him when Aizen came to him and offered him a position amungst them promising power and women and most of all revenge against the Sereitei and the Soul Reapers.
The Others:
Rp Example:
Settled outside near the lake, Skye was letting his feet soak in the water. His eyes focused on a charm he had taken from his collar, it had been put on a silver chain. It was his silver bell, showing he was a kitsune. He smiled at it. At least it was all he had to be proud of when it came to his past. With his two tails wrapped around his waist, he watched as the sun glinted off the small bell faintly. His hair was wet, and he wasn't wearing a shirt. His jeans were soaked; he must have been swimming. His ears were perked, listening for anything he could. "... What would you think now, Mom? I'd be you'd be grinning at me. This place... It's amazing. I just wish... you were still here." His eyes on the bell, he slowly looked across the water, gently scanning the animals he saw. A young deer stepped forward and drink from the water on the other side. Skye watched it, confused a little, then he smiled.
Kits. That idea made him chuckle. Kosi's fight with Skye had made him realize that the fox was going to need to be a father. Not just a lover. Maybe... he'd have to break a few of his own rules and actually ask for... he shuddered at the idea... ask forhelp.
Skye glanced at Jaclyn, then back to his bell. Most would think that Skye would have hated it, hated everything to do with being a slave. But, in a way, he was needing something to make his life a bit better when it got bad. When he had Jaclyn hadn't talked for a long time, or that's how Skye saw it, it tore apart the kitsune. With his parents gone years ago, he still wondered if he could even manage as a parent himself. The fox never really interacted with anyone younger than him, so it was a bit weird. He did have a few thing she knew about being a kid, but... how to teach a kid? That'd be hard. But... Trois kits? He never expected that to hit. He wanted children, yes. But... was he ready?
He stared at the bell, then chuckled to himself. "... I know what you'd tell me. 'That bell isn't going to bite you, so don't glare at it so hard, or it just might.' You always gave me a reason to look forward... you still do right now." His voice was quiet... he'd hate to wake up Jaclyn. He glanced back to the deer. A few others had joined it. In a way, he felt no need to even lick his lips. Maybe his head was just too full for his stomach to actually get a word in. His ears twitching as a bird flew above them, he chuckled faintly at it, them he let the bell go from his hand to his chest, where it would rest. He shut his eyes, then kissed Jaclyn's ear lightly.
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