BLEACH: The Crimson Sin (PG-15)

Okay, let's try and make a new BLEACH RP work, since my old one died when I went to Europe in July. I wouldn't recommend reading on unless you're finished at least the Arrancar arc, since this RP takes place during the Hueco Mundo arc, the arc following it. I know the plot is short, but I don't want to give too much away.

PLOT
Hell. A realm so far away from Soul Society, the Earthly Realm, and Hueco Mundo, yet also painfully close. Hell acts as a final destination for slain hollows that have committed great sins during their human life. What truly lies within the depths of hell is unknown to the Shinigami, but the answers to mysteries are usually discovered with enough patience. Hopefully, those making the discovery don't bite off more than they can chew.

Our story truly begins during the invasion of the Shawlong Qufang and his group into the Human world. In a town nearby Karakura Town, another, less high stake battle was taking place between two Shinigami and a seemingly ordinary hollow. The Shinigami, Kodomo Akarui and Kodomo Kyohaku of the 10th squad, mysteriously disappeared afterwards without a trace, the only clue to their whereabouts being the zanpakutou of Akarui, which was burnt into an unnatural state that resembled charcoal. Further investigation commenced for a day or two afterwards, but with little to go off of, and with preparation for the inevitable coming of Sosuke Aizen and his army, the case was dropped.

That is, it was dropped until her body was found a day after the departure of Kurosaki Ichigo to Hueco Mundo. The body in question was discovered in the exact same location in which it had disappeared. The girl was alive, but she had undergone a bizarre transformation during her absence. Wherever she had been, it was a realm in which it was apparent only those of hollow blood could survive, as her body had taken on an appearance that was unlike either that of a vaizard or an arrancar, but was covered in hollow traits. To make things even more bizarre, her eye and hair colour had changed to a dark crimson. When the girl awoke, she was within the walls of Sereitei, under the care of Captain Retsu Unohana. Not long afterwards, she was taken for questioning and thrown in the care of Captain Mayuri Kurotsuchi, whom submitted her to experimentation. She had no memory of what had occurred during her absence, nor was she aware of where her brother was.

After nearly a day of cruel and unusual testing, Captain Mayuri concluded that had been subject to physical and mental alteration at the hands of a foreign form or reiatsu. He also concluded that Hueco Mundo did not possess such a reiatsu, and all signs pointed to Hell being the cause, as it was the only other hollow inhabited realm, and the last thing Akarui could remember was seeing the gates of Hell and a bizarre, demonic looking hollow. Mayuri wanted to continue testing, as this girl also had received a significant reiatsu increase, but at the next Gotei 13 meeting, Captain Hitsugaya Toushiro demanded custody of the girl as she belonged to his squad and took possession of the girl under the condition that he would watch her at all times, and that he would assemble and lead a team for getting to the bottom of the mystery.

Despite Hitsugaya's distaste in the whole idea of running an operation irrelevant to preparing for the coming of Sosuke Aizen, he accepted the deal after witnessing the state of Akurai after the treatment Mayuri had been giving her. He then proceeded to scout out a satisfactory Shinigami group that wasn't busy with other missions. That's where you come in!

RULES
1) Follow the proper RP Rules.
2) You may not sign up for canon characters. You may, however, use them as NPCs. There will be exceptions to this rule, however, in the sense that there will be canon characters that only I can control. For example, off the top of my head, Hitsugaya Toushiro is one NPC only I can touch.
3) If you do NPC a canon character, make sure you actually get it right. It annoys me to death when someone acts out of character with a canon character.
4) NO UBERS >O. Your character can not have an OMFG SUPER AWESOME bankai that nobody can ever defeat. If something in your signup seems overly powerful, I may decline you.

FORM

NAME:

AGE:
APPEARANCE:
ACTUAL: (Your actual age will be approximately 10x the age your character appears)

PERSONA: (Personality)

PHYSICAL STATURE: (How does your character look? What's he/she wearing? Remember to try and stick to standard Shinigami clothing here, though you can modify it to suit your character.)

DIVISION:

SEAT: (Click here and look to make sure you don't take a seat that's already taken)

ZANPAKUTOU:
SEALED:
SHIKAI: (First release)
BANKAI: (Don't uber it!)
SPIRIT: (You know, how each zanpakutou has that whole living spirit thing. XD)

BIOGRAPHY: (Describe your character growing up in Soul Society.)

SPECIALIZATION: (Does your character excel in zanjutsu - swordsmanship, hakuda - hand-to-hand, hohou - footwork and agility, or kidou - demon arts. Only pick two!)

KIDOU: (Scroll down a ways here and you can see a bunch of made up kidou and the effects. I asked to make sure if we could use them. Pick three that your character specializes in, though they aren't limited to them. Those with a kidou specialization can posses five)

RP SAMPLE:



MY CHARACTER 1




MY CHARACTER 2
NAME: Ookami Garasu (Glass Wolf)

AGE:
APPEARANCE: 18
ACTUAL: 183

PERSONA:

PHYSICAL STATURE:

DIVISION: 2nd Division

SEAT: 3rd

ZANPAKUTOU:
SEALED:
SHIKAI:
BANKAI:
SPIRIT:

BIOGRAPHY:

SPECIALIZATION: Hakuda + Hohou

KIDOU:

NAME: Soeki Sendo

AGE:
APPEARANCE: 20
ACTUAL: Dead for 197 years

PERSONA: Sendo is the type of guy who's all work and no play. But, to Sendo, studying bones and corpses is play, and research is far from work. He often blames his cruel and unusual manner of death and konso for his strange personality, his twisted version of fun, and his generally creepy-mad-scientist-like persona, leaving him highly resembling Mayuri in this manner. Normally, the first thing he wonders when he meets someone is what species they are, with their general skeleton in his mind. He prides himself on being able to distinguish a Quincy skeleton to a normal humans skeleton, and never hesitates to show his skull collection. When it comes to the saying, 'everyone has a few skeletons in their closet', it's quite literal for Sendo, who actually has a pile of various different kinds of bones in his closet, varying from Hollow, to shinigami, to the newly discovered Arrancar. Though the mission for most of the shinigami being sent on this quest is to find and recover the other shinigami, Sendo could care less for the other shinigami unless he's even more mutilated than Akarui, showing his sheer disregard for life itself. The only thing he was interested in since the very start was the Hollows themselves, and as the researcher, he's developed a habit of murmuring notes to himself to help him remember things. And over time, this habit of murmuring notes became a habit of mumbling things to himself without even realizing that other people can hear him. And when he accidentally says something malicious, if someone comments, he seems to completely forget that he even said whatever he did. This whole habit of him befuddles everyone, and some people who've had the misfortune to know Sendo rather well have deducted that it's a side effect of the experiments Sendo asked Mayuri-taichou to preform on his skull. On the note of life, Sendo treats life merely as the life of the lab rat before it's ready to be used in experiments and dissections. He doesn't hesitate at all to kill someone, though has, in the past, a great tendency to try his best not to mutilate the skeleton. If he really must break or slice through a bone, he will become annoyingly persistent in going back to get another specimens, to kill in a different place so that he might have a complete set. Though he exudes a creepy air and has a bad habit that rubs off as rude, when Sendo is paying attention, he can be quite the gentleman, and has a strict policy to cater to women before anyone else. Although this policy applies in battle as well, as he often chooses to fight females first, as with Sendo, it is always ladies first. Ego-istic is a good description of Sendo to go further, as Sendo rarely doubts his own abilities, whether as a fighter or a researcher. Though sometimes he can't back this self-important view, this hardly matters to him, as a haughty and 'greater-than-thou' outlook on others is exactly what Sendo finds appropriate to the vermin that are simply pieces of his lab experiments.

PHYSICAL STATURE: Sendo's flat olive green eyes are always the first thing people notice about him. They don't seem to catch any light at all, and instead, they simply hold a plain black pupil in the middle that makes him constantly have a severe and sharp gaze, softened only by his heavy eyelids. He's taller then most everyone in his division, and the fact that he is unnaturally thin to the point where should he breathe in, one could count his ribs, only accentuates his height. Sendo's eye always seem somewhat glazed over, and coupled with his pale skin that seems as if it hasn't seen a day of sunshine, he almost looks as if he's dead. His jet black hair looks as if it alone could be a weapon, for it's been styled into a spiky cut that gradually goes from pointing straight down, all the way up to where it points to Sendo's right. On the left, where the stands point to the ground, there is a braid of dark red string that wraps around a very small portion of his hair, the braid held in place with two black beads at the end.

His shinigami uniform is similar to the standard uniform, except the black scarf that wraps around his neck and trails off to a ripped and tattered end, while two talismans written in black ink on white parchment are attached to either side of his chest have strange cryptic markings on them. Around his neck is a silver chain necklace that has a cross hanging from it, the cross made of ivory bones from an animal of some kind. Sendo wears the standard warashi sandals, but the socks he wears with them are black, as is the two fingered glove on his right arm. This glove has only two fingers; one for the thumb, and another for the middle finger, while the rest are merely designed like a fingerless glove. It acts almost like a sleeve, as it reaches Sendo's shoulder, with the upper hem of the glove sewn into Sendo's flesh with stitches to hold it in place. On his left hip rests his Zanpakuto, Gaikotsu, attatched to his waist by a single thread belt made of teeth, canines, molars, and front teeth, various different kinds obviously taken from different species.

DIVISION: 12th Division

SEAT: 10th Seat

ZANPAKUTOU:
SEALED: In his sealed form, Gaikotsu takes on the appearance of an average sized sword, though the nakago is two handed, obviously fashioned out of the femur bone of a human. Both edges of the sword are sharp in the western style, and there is no guard, as the bone seems to simply taper off and suddenly become the metal of the blade.
SHIKAI: In his Shikai form, Gaikotsu changes into a 55" long claymore, the blade 7" wide with the same femur as the grip. However, there is an additional bone that acts as a guard, making the shape of the grip and guard together that of a cross. There is a circular mouth on either side of the handle that slowly eats away at the reiatsu in the air, and regurgitates it as olive green blasts of kidou, though if it eats away all the reiatsu in the air near it, it will begin to eat Sendo's reiatsu. To gather enough reiatsu to regurgitate it all takes quite some time however. He is summoned with the phrase, "Moushide Oujou, Gaikotsu!" (Claim Death, Skeleton!)
BANKAI: "Oujou Ekirei, Gaikotsu Senzai" (Death Plague, Skeleton Garden) is true to its name, as it makes the surrounding area a garden of skeletons. Though only a select few skeletons can emerge all the way, many are simply just from the wrist up, making the flailing hands look as if they're flowers, while the standing skeletons would represent trees. They can fight, though they're really only a distraction that is meant to keep the opponent busy while Sendo completes his transformation. When his bankai is complete, Sendo becomes a skeleton himself, and even if he falls apart, he can steal the bones from the skeletons around him to put himself back together. In the end, his bankai is extremely dangerous, as if his original bones are broken, when the bankai wears off and his original bones assemble, they will still be broken when the flesh has replaced itself. In order to defeat Sendo's bankai, it is a simple matter of cracking his skull, which can only be done with a physical attack, and can actually prove difficult, as Sendo's skull has been modified to be hard enough to withstand a good amount of heavy blows. (There's a trick to cracking the skull that only Sendo knows in advance, though the trick can be easily reached through basic logic.)
SPIRIT: Gaikotsu is, unsurprisingly, a skeleton himself. His face is wrapped up in bandages, leaving only his eyes and mouth visible, while his three fingers are elongated into claw-like talons. Other then his hands, however, Gaikotsu looks as if he was once a human, and the ripped, holey yukata he wears that is gray and faded only adds to the speculation of what he once was. Around his wrist is a silver chain necklace with the same cross of bones that Sendo wears, and it is knotted securely in place, as otherwise it would slip right off. Gaikotsu's poise is far from straight, as he stands with his pelvis forward and his shoulders rolled back, while he juts his head out just slightly past the base of his neck. His personality is basically described by Sendo's nickname for him, 'Grumpy Old Man'. Gaikotsu is an irritable zanpakuto, and hates being ordered around, unless it means profit for him. And in Gaikotsu's dictionary, profit is a synonym for killing.

BIOGRAPHY: In life, Sendo was your average person with a creepy name. But it was his name that came true for him, as he did suffer from death, like any other human, but being murdered and roughly buried under a cherry tree separated him from any average death. He was still only a teenager when he died, but his soul wandered about earth until only six links on his chain were left. He was found by a Shinigami, who, though reluctantly, agreed to sit and talk with him by the cherry tree his dead body was underneath. He found comfort in the idea that the cherry tree could be like his gravestone, and was sent to Soul Society, holding the hand of his own skeleton as he turned into a hell butterfly.

In Soul Society, Sendo wanted nothing more then to be a shinigami, to be able to give lost souls the same patience and hope that he'd received. And it was nothing more then a disappointment when Sendo discovered that his zanpakuto was good for nothing but killing. But many of the higher seated shinigami would give his zanpakuto wary glances, and when Sendo received his position as 10th seat in the 12th division out of the blue, Sendo found out why. If Sendo could fully master his zanpakuto's ability, he could animate skeletons, and order them to behave the way they did when they were alive. It was a wonderful research opportunity. And Sendo became immersed in learning all the different kinds of skeletons, often asking Mayuri for the leftovers after his strange experiments. And so in his newly acquired seat, Sendo spent most of his time with research, rather then other missions. His skill was boosted much more with every mission that was actually more then hitting the books than if he'd been unseated however, so Sendo was satisfied. Thus, when the preparations against Aizen began, Sendo was uncalled upon. He lead a short amount of research on arrancar, but the matter quickly escalated into something that was unfit for someone in a seat as low as his. But he was perfect to help with the side case of Kodomo Akarui. He helped Mayuri experiment on her, and was assigned by Hitsugaya Toushiro to help discover what happened and why, on the terms that he would do no inhumane experiments along the way.

SPECIALIZATION: Sendo uses a quick combination between zanjutsu and hakuda, even though his zanpakuto is partially kidou based. (He's terrible at kidou.)

KIDOU: Abadon's Kiss - Hadou #72, 2400 Kidou

The user of this kidou temporarily opens a gate to the underworld and unleashes a pack of ravenous spirits to attack the enemy. The user says the chant, and then a twenty foot gate to hell drops in behind them, opening to reveal hazy red portal in which the tormented spirits come out and attack.

Chant: "Gatekeeper to the world below! Obey the blood oath and open the door to my foe's demise! Hadou #72, Abadon's Kiss!


Ancestral Clasp [Grd / Bind / Tar] - Bakudou # 46, 550 kidou

Description: The user points index and middle finger towards their intended target. Once the incantation is cast, the user then stomps on the ground. After which a crevice in the earth will open up beneath the target. Two large bone hands will reach up from the ground and clench around the target concealing the entire body except the head within the bone grasp. The thumbs of the two bone hands will hold the head of the target in place facing skyward. The hold will last a maximum of 1 minute and a minimum of 10 seconds depending on difference between user's kidou to target's SP.

Incantation: Ancestors of old, let it be known to all who are present of your continual watch. Reach through the ages and take hold of my opponent. Bakudou # 46, Ancestral Clasp.


Dark Claw - Bakudou #41, 500 Kidou / Demon's Claw - 1000(counting base 500 for Dark Claw) kidou

(Dark Claw) A pool of endless darkness appears under the target, shadowy claws jumping from the pool. The claws endlessly hunt down the person, following them for up to 15 seconds before they dissipate. Once caught, they drag the target into the pool, a sphere of pure darkness appearing from the pool and levitating in the air with the person for 30 seconds before disappearing.

Incantation: Fiend's hand of the dark spectre. Return from the bowels of the underworld and do my bidding. Bakudou #41, Dark Claw

RP SAMPLE:

NAME: Saru Kisaragi

AGE:
APPEARANCE:20
ACTUAL: dead 213 years

PERSONA: Saru is a very active guy, and always talking to someone about whatever he can. Saru barely knows the meaning of the word stress or pressure and much prefers to move events along at his own pace, he wanders through soul society knowing how strong he is without feeling he has to prove himself to anyone but himself. Saru is also not looked upon highly by the women of soul society as he has no restraint when openly telling a girl she is attractive, though his captain frequently attempts to keep this trait in check. When people see him outside, he is usually sitting high atop a building or perched in some almost out of reach position such is squatted balancing on a railing or tree branch. Even though he is in the Stealth Forces of squad 2, his personality isn't what you would expect of a stealth shinigami. Despite his easy going pace of fighting, he can tend to get carried away and forget his own strength. Saru has a strong sense of justice that has stayed with him through soul society, as a result of the reason he died in the first place. He wont hesitate to ask about something nor will he hesitate to trash talk. Even though Saru takes life at his own pace, he does know when to prioritize his actions during a mission. He is very sneaky and has yet to be found unless he wants to be. When Saru isn't trying to hide during missions, his big mouth often gets him into dicey situations against strong opponents, though he will rarely pick a fight and come out of hiding without thoroughly evaluating his opponent first.

PHYSICAL STATURE: Saru has short, thick, shaggy green hair that spirals off center to the right. The green in his hair starts a nice forest green at the root and dyes darker to black as it reaches the tips. He has soft, joyful blue eyes that are wide and often appear lost in thought, and tend to compliment his slightly tanned skin. He'll often have a slight grin on his face while talking or having just completed strenuous activity. Saru is a little below average height, sitting at only 5 feet 7inches. He lacks the muscular build of his upper body that is becoming of most swordsmen and is very wiry and limber in his movements. His exposed arms have multiple slashes of dark scars on them which are the obvious product of Saru's intense and often life threatening training while attempting to master control over his wind element zanpaktou

Saru's Shinigami kimono is worn very basic and fitted tighter than most other kimono. He wears a sleeveless kimono which shows his thin but solidly muscular arms. He prefers no sleeves because sleeves tend to get in the way when wind is blowing everywhere. The torso and waist section fit snug to his body and is tied tightly by his sash to fit his slender body leaving nothing of his actual size to real question. The lower part of the kimono drapes around his legs fairly loosely. The pants fit like a loose pair of karate pants, still resembling normal kimono pants but allowing enough freedom for him to move and retain the shape of a Kimono. Saru never wears shoes or socks with his kimono as he would much rather feel the ground beneath his feet. His zanpaktou hangs behind him on his waist, parallel to the ground. In Bankai, Saru's eyes glaze over completely white and his skin turns an even darker tanned color. The wind is made visible around his body by his exposed reiatsu just like the Shikai form of his Zanpaktou.

DIVISION: 2nd

SEAT: 3rd

ZANPAKUTOU: Seishuku Kaze (Silent Breeze)

SEALED: a typical zanpaktou, average in every way except for a green handle and small red ribbon tied around the end.

SHIKAI: summoned when Saru calls out Zekkyou Seishuku Kaze! (Scream, Silent Breeze!) Seishuku Kaze is a wind element based zanpaktou, it stays the same length but the blade becomes jagged. It develops a think spike on the back of the blade and the front of the blade changes from a gradual katana curve to a sharp line up and out then a 120degree angel to the tip. It always has winds swirling around the blade. the winds are usually only noticed when Saru releases high amounts of energy and the excess visible energy swirls around the blade with the wind current. Seishuku Kaze is a long ranged zanpaktou, forming the wind into a single blade to cut down enemies.

BANKAI: Naishoubanashi Kaze Gai(Whispering Wind Scythe) an equal sized blade which points the opposite direction of the first, sprouts from the bottom of Seishuku Kaze then a mirrored clone of Saru forms with it. The control of wind is heightened by the now massive double bladed zanpaktou. He gains control of the winds by twirling it over his head and creating massive twisters. The two clones do not mirror each other's movements but do mirror each other's injuries. In addition, each blade on the zanpaktou (top and bottom) represent a part of Saru. If one of the Saru's loses consciousness or all of its reiatsu, the corresponding blade will shatter and the Bankai will instantly end and return to Shikai.

SPIRIT: Seishuku Kaze is represented by a small twin brother and sister pair of twins around the age of 7 or 8. The little girl takes the name of Seishuku and the little boy, Kaze. They wear opposite festival kimonos, Kaze wears a black and purple kimono and Seishuku wears a purple and black. They have dark blue hair and and purple eyes with fair skin. Seishuku and Kaze often mock Saru with childish taunts whenever Saru needs their assistance. They also never seem interested in the battles at hand and would much rather play. Saru never seems to be frustrated with them though and welcomes their childishness.

BIOGRAPHY: Saru was a very involved student during his high school years and was quite popular. He was a very accomplished member of the kendo club and took these skills with him at the university level to compete on their team. While walking to his apartment from practice one day he happened by an old man being brutally beaten by a group of teenagers. Saru rushed to help, but his efforts were futile as the teenagers quickly revealed themselves to each be arms with knives. He was brutally stabbed and tossed into a river.

Upon waking in soul society, it did not take long for him to hear about the Shinigami and the help they do back in the real world. Saru became determined to become one of the core squad members and finally do what he died trying to do which is protect those who can not defend themselves. He eventually reached squad level after many years of training. Saru remained at the bottom of the squad ranks because for years he could not figure out what abilities his zanpaktou held. Saru tried everything he could day in and day out to release his zanpaktou's true power until one day he was almost fed up with it. He swung his zanpaktou wildly into the air in frustration while cursing how weak he was. The sudden rage of emotion sparked something within Seishuku Kaze and it transformed, blasting a large gust of wind down the corridor and demolishing the surrounding walls. The spirit of Seishuku and Kaze appeared before him and guided him in his mastery of the sword. With his training and mastery of giving silent deaths using wind, it didn't take long for SoiFong to ask him to join Squad 2.

SPECIALIZATION: Saru specializes in hohou and kidou, while trying to use the winds to push these skills even further to their maximum power.

KIDOU:
Aside from obvious just plain wind manipulation for breaking long falls or pushing enemies back he has these main skills.
Satsu Kaze (Splitting Wind)- Saru's favorite attack, he creates a vacuum of air and uses it to slice down enemies.
Hauringu tatsumaki (howling tornado *Bankai only*)- Both clones join their opposite directions of wind to create a massive tornado out of two Satsu Kaze attacks.
Teikiatsu Bakufuu (Cyclone Blast *Bankai only*)- Saru spins Seishuku Kaze over his head, accumulating wind and reiatsu then releases it all in one powerful slash, creating a large and powerful horizontal cyclone


RP SAMPLE: Saru stepped out into the open, squinting then shielding his eyes and looking off into the distance of the clear beautiful day. The day seemed normal and calm despite the upcoming battle this winter that is looming over everyone's head. All that was circling through his mind was how much he needed to train and get strong enough to fight admirably aside his captain, the stealth ninja expert, Soi Fong. Saru leaped high onto the roof of a nearby building and squatted comfortably to survey what he could see of Soul Society. He welcomed the gentle breeze as it brushed aside his face and moved on. Out of the corner of his eye he spotted a Hell Butterfly approaching him. Saru lifted his finger and let it rest gently.

"The captain wants me aye?" Saru said out loud to himself and the butterfly. Saru stood up grinning, "Must be mission time" he finished. He stretched momentarily and raised his hands high into the air. He let the butterfly resume lift of his finger and continue its carefree flight, then immediately took off hopping quickly from roof to roof to see what his captain needed of him.

**Persona, Stature, Squad, Sample, Skills, and Biography fixed**

Name: Hiromi Hiso

Age: One hundred and eighty.
Appearance: 18

Persona: Hiso is one of those people who doesn't have an easily described personality. He tends to think that the fate of the world rests on his actions, and conseqeuently he puts himself under a lot of unnecessary pressure. Despite any accomplishments he makes, every mistake weighs on him heavily until he completely loses sight of anything good he's ever done. While this does tend to make Hiso a rather quiet and morose individual, it also gives him a drive to constantly improve, which could explain how he has mastered Bankai at such a tender age (for a shinigami). In addition, this quality also gives Hiso a degree of concentration and effort when assigned a mission, especially a "hush-hush" one, that is nearly unrivaled. An average observor, however, would usually call Hiso completely inactive, as he doesn't tend to immediately sign up for available missions and spends much of his free time staring off into the distance or going for what he calls "sojourns" in remote areas of Soul Society. Their case is further strengthened by the fact that Hiso tends to avoid talking to others or interacting with them on a personal basis. What these people fail to realize is that Hiso doesn't train as often anymore because he has already achieved the maximum power form of his zanpakutou, and the reason he tends to avoid others is that he does not wish to share his burden of sadness and self-denial with them.

When in a rare happy mood, Hiso enjoys sharing his observations about the natural world and creatures inhabiting Soul Society, as well as stories about his past missions, which are surprisingly many when totaled. In fact, most of the myth about his laziness as a Shinigami is inspired by his behavior over three years, at the most, and usually looked upon as a dramatic personality change. Hiso is less then repentant about his recent habits of allowing missions his squad qualifies for to slip past, as he believes that after witnessing some of the atrocities he has seen he deserves a bit of a vacation. Taking his depressive tendencies into account, most others would agree with him. Hiso also displays a rare and unusual gift to perfectly understand the feelings of others, a trait he calls his "seventh sense", his "sixth sense" being the ability to see other spiritual beings. However, Hiso rarely uses this ability unless absolutely necessary. A final defining character trait of Hiso is his dislike of wasted force, believing that anything worth doing is worth doing efficiently. This attitude is reflected in the form of his zanpakutou, as well as his willingness to throw aside his quiet nature when necessary.

Physical Stature: Hiso is only about average height, and his shinigami clothing is fairly stereotypical with the exception of his addition of a bright sky blue scarf around his neck. His hair, which is thick and naturally curly, is a bright silver color. Hiso's eyes could probably burn through metal if he stared at it hard enough, and their steel-gray coloration lends a certain frightening aspect to his rare glares. Hiso's skin tone could probably best be described as "chocolate", and he speaks with a strangely exotic accent. Rather then carrying his zanpakutou by his side, Hiso wears it across his back, as its unsealed form is slightly different from that of most zanpakutou. His also carries a small, leather pouch at his waist containing whatever is needed for a given mission (if anything.) Hiso wears his shinigami kimono in the ordinary manner, though he tends to allow it to fit loosely in order to disguise his actions, although not loosely enough to cause a problem moving. His sleeves, in particular, are large enough that by drawing back his arms slightly he can hide his fingers. While this trait would normally be fairly useless, Hiso combines it with the traits unique to his own zanpakutou in order to further his disguise.

While using Bankai, Hiso's kimono becomes a bright silver color, and his hair lengthens to his shoulders and straightens itself out. In addition, his scarf unravels itself and threads itself through the fibers of Hiso's Kimono, creating an intricate design which appears to be the kanji for "Slice" interwoven with that of the kanji for "Sword". Hiso's eyes become red in this transformation, and his skin tone deepens to the point that his body appears to have become a "photo negative" due to the amount of reiatsu he is unconsciously emitting.

Division: Sixth

Seat: Twelfth

Zanpakutou: Characal (a type of winged cat found in certain myths)

Sealed: In her sealed form, Characal appears to be a sword which resembles nothing so much as a long, metal spike with a blood-channel and crossguard. The blade has no cutting edge except for the very tip, and is designed to block heavy blows that most unsealed zanpakutou cannot handle and then attack with quick thrusts towards the head. To use it requires great precision and timing.

Shikai: Characal's release command is "Cut Away". Rather then growing in size, Characal shrinks to the size of a medical scalpel, before encasing Hiso's body in a layer of reiatsu that interacts with his own, causing his spiritual pressure and physical image to gradually vanish from the sight of the enemy. Characal's blade itself is the only visible object at this point in Hiso's transformation. At full power, it takes about five minutes for Characal to fade completely. While using Shikai in full invisibility form, Hiso's reiatsu is compressed and channeled to the one inch blade of his scalpel. Using Shikai, Hiso's obvious strategy is to build up the pressure of his blade to the point where it can slice through the enemy's defense without problem. Since Hiso himself is impossible to determine the precise location of, he's an almost unhittable target except for the fact that when attacking, his blade's pressure flares up. As Characal is only about an inch long, Hiso must move in fairly closely to an opponent while attacking. Characal's only additional ability is its "Crested Scalpel", which slightly decompresses the reiatsu forming the blade enough that its length becomes that of an ordinary Zanpakutou, giving Hiso better strike range and more power with his hits.

Bankai: Characal's Bankai, Hakai no Characal (Characal of Destruction), is almost a complete reversal of its first form (melt away and attack cautiously). In Bankai, Characal supercompresses its reiatsu to the size of an atom and then releases it, causing a small explosion of spiritual pressure whenever Hiso changes. While in Bankai, Characal becomes a stereotypic katana nearly a yard in length with a thin, yet well-tempered blade. Though its form is still small compared to other bankai, Characal emits enough raw reiatsu to decimate an entire skyscraper with one swing. In addition, Hiso's natural reiatsu is completely unleashed allowing him almost unrivaled power. In this form, he can easily move at speeds comparable to those of flash steps naturally, and also possesses the ability to easily counter most weak attacks with his bare hands. While this form seems nearly limitless in terms of raw strength, it is by nature completely unstable and therefore completely uncontrollable. In order to maintain this form, Hiso must constantly use his reiatsu to either attack an enemy or guard against an attack. In addition, Hiso is completely unable to distinguish friend from foe while using Bankai. As such, he tends to make use of it only when alone. Hiso's reiatsu only permits him fifteen minutes in which he can safely use bankai, and the longer he uses it the more danger he puts himself in. Since Hiso has no way to replace reiatsu lost during bankai and use of his bankai essentially overrides all safety measures in his reiatsu control, he could conceivably destroy himself if he spent more then twenty minutes transformed. It could be said that Characal's bankai is almost the exact opposite of most shinigami: while bankai is usually a form attained by gaining complete control of one's spiritual power, Hiso gains power by releasing his restraints and allowing his spiritual power to take him over. Hiso refuses to use bankai unless absolutely necessary, and even in situations where it could potentially be helpful he refuses to release it unless he is on the edge of defeat.

Spirit: Characal takes the form of a large cat with long, sandy fur. Her ears are tufted, giving her a lynx-like appearance, and her back is graced with a pair of long, delicate wings that seemed to shimmer when she walks. Her eyes are steel grey in the same manner of her shinigami partner. Characal speaks often, to the point that Hiso often wonders whether or not he should ask her to shut up and let him think. Her attitude towards fighting is far more straightforward then Hiso's. Step one: find out who the bad guys are. Step Two: Kill them all. Such attitude diversity is reflected in the difference between Characal's shikai and bankai forms.

Biography: Hiso has never told anyone the circumstances that resulted in his attainment of bankai, but they are part of what makes him who he is today. His story started in the year 1827, the year of his death. He was a storyteller in a wandering tribe of bedouins when he died, killed by one of his own men after it was discovered that he possessed a jewel of almost limitless value. When he awoke, his soul was immediately put through konso by a shinigami with silver hair, much like his own. Strangely, however, when Hiso joined Soul Society he was left with only a dim memory of sand. After being assigned to the sixth division, he occupied the twelfth chair. He never interacted with the other members of his division, with the exception of one: Bell.

Bell was a strange shinigami, one who seemed to think of himself as completely unbeatable. Tall, strong, and vocal, he served as Hiso's role model when the younger shinigami was just starting out, and became a sort of father figure. Hiso, naturally shy by nature as his name suggested, (Hiso means "Whisper") learned from Bell to step out from the sidelines and become more aggressive. Gradually, Hiso discovered his natural talent at Kidou and fell into place in his squad. They fought many battles together, against strange and often violent enemies. Hiso witnessed the attacks of hollows who performed unspeakable acts, killing men, women, and innocent children in front of his eyes. It was on his first real mission that Hiso was forced to watch as a particularly powerful hollow, who had cast him aside like a rag doll, swallowed the spirits of a pair of five-year-old girls. It was only the timely intervention of Bell that saved Hiso himself from becoming a meal. The older shinigami explained to his younger colleague that it was the duty of a shinigami to make sure that accidents such as that did not happen, and to be strong enough that they did not need rescue. (Bell was a bit of a "hands-on" person). Hiso took those words to heart, developing the "nothing less then perfection" mentality that currently exists within him. Unfortunately, Bell never explained that perfection is virtually unattainable and from that day forward whenever something went even remotely wrong Hiso would blame himself for it. Nevertheless, he pressed on, gaining more control over his shinigami power. However, strangely, though Hiso brought Characal to submission through training, he could not quite achieve bankai. Puzzled by this, Hiso was forced to put his thoughts aside as he and Bell were selected for a dangerous mission: retrieving a plus currently in the middle of an area swarmed by hollows.

Hiso and Bell arrived at their destination only to be ambushed by a large group of Menos Grande. Though the two fought valiantly, Hiso's chance at victory was precluded when a stray shot from a hollow knocked him out while he was still camouflaged through the use of Characal. He awoke a few minutes later to find that Bell had been severely injured, and about seven of the hollows were still remaining, laughing in triumph. Enraged, Hiso attacked only to find that his opponents were much faster then he was, and led by a weak arrancar besides. Engaged on all sides, Hiso felt his options were exhausted. His enemies were closing in, and he did not possess the raw power needed to destroy them. In a last-ditch effort to achieve bankai, he pushed his already compressed reiatsu into the smallest form he could think of while his opponents closed in. Unfortunately, Hiso lacked the stability to maintain the compression which resulted in an explosion of reiatsu. Fortunately for Hiso, that explosion served as the catalyst for his blade's transformation into its bankai form. He only sustained it for a period of five minutes, but it was long enough to wipe out the entirety of the opposition. Searchers from Seireiterei found a completely drained and nearly dead Hiso lying next to Bell, in a clearing where there had once been a forest...

While Hiso was unconscious, he dreamed of a world of total darkness and destruction, where a sinsiter being, or possibly many dark beings, began to crush the life out of him. In horror, he ran away, only to find that when he looked at himself, his body had become like that of the dark beings. The nightmare might not have been so bad had it not lasted for all three days of Hiso's unconsciousness. Scared to death, he awoke to discover that Bell had also been killed. Heartbroken, Hiso decided to take a sort of "extended vacation" while he got over the loss of his friend and came to grips with the destructive force of his own bankai. He only agreed to join Hitsugaya after realizing that the results of the trip to "Hell" seemed similar to his own dream, and wondering whether there was a connection.

Specialization: Hiso specializes mainly in Kidou. Though his Zanjutsu is fairly accomplished the nature of his Shikai prevents him from utilizing it to its fullest extent. His other main accomplishment, therefore, is his Houhou skills.

Kidou: (I'm using some of my own Kidou, is this okay?)

Atlas- This spell will conjure a weight (prior to connecting it is visible as a box of rippling air) that falls from the air above the opponent, with an aim to land on the opponent's shoulders, making their arms incredibly heavy. Thus their capability to strike quickly with their arms is hindered. If it hits, it will visually be invisible.
Incantation: "Weight of the World on your shoulders, suffer your punishment. Bear the Heavens or all shall fall. No rest for the weary, no sleep for the wretched. Bakudou #26, Atlas!"

Eternal Requiem: The user of this kidou performs it by placing one hand over their own heart and then pointing at the desired target. After saying the incantation, the user stamps on the ground twice in rhythm with their own heartbeat. An enemy affected by this kidou will have their ears filled with nothing but the sound of the shinigami's beating heart, which will amplify itself for as long as the user continues to hold a hand over their heart. Eventually, the sound may drive an enemy mad.
Incantation: "Resound, my heartbeat! The City of Dis cries in agony! Bakudou #19, Eternal Requiem!

Cosmos Summit -Summons large pedestals made of stone from the ground to slam into the target.
Incantation: Poseidon, almighty over Earth. Land to sea, shockwaves, immense destruction. To the ends of the land, to the grounds of the Seven Seas! Rise and affront to one's toll! Hadou #19, Cosmos Summit!

Defusion - The user of this kidou charges the energy into them. Rings of reisatsu glow around their body then burst out, slashing out at everything in an atom like formation. The energy blasts are as strong as blades and can cut the skin as one would with a regular zanpakutou
Incantation: The south gate is broken. The north gate scatters unleashing my potential. Ablaze is my soul, impossible to touch. Hadou #15, Defusion

Desert Tomb- This kidou operates in two halves. First, the user draws a circle on the ground with their finger. Next, they stand just outside the circle's edge and clap their hands together before saying the incantation. The ground within the circle's influence will be transformed into quicksand, which will immediately swallow anyone within the boundary of the circle before returning to its original state. The success of this kidou is dependent on the reiatsu of the target, as those with strong enough reiatsu may simply break free.
Incantation: The South Gate Opens! The western plains scatter across the heavens! Show me thy power. Hadou #67, Desert Tomb!

Due to his relatively few years of experience, Hiso made the decision to focus on a few Kido of fairly great power rather then beginning with a few basics. As a result, while he knows the more powerful Kidou mentioned above, Hiso doesn't know squat about using more universal techniques such as white lightning.



RP SAMPLE: (Taken from CARD GAMES, by ACC-M)


"I'm waiting," Judai said as he tapped his foot impatiently. Nicholas, the supposed duelist of darkness, was still lollygagging around with his next play.

"Patience, Yuki Judai. I need only to decide which of my cards to play." Nicholas countered, before selecting one. "I believe I shall set one monster..."

The gigantic card back materialized on the field, its sideways position indicating it was a defensive monster.

"And I shall activate the spell card 'Wings of Dark Angel', which allows me to special summon any Dark Seraph or Dark Cherubim monster from my deck providing that another monster is already on the field." Nicholas finished, inserting the card into its appropriate slot. A scattering of black feathers dropped from mid-air, before gleaming and solidifying into another marble-skinned being, this one much less impressive looking then his Trumpeter counterpart and wholly without armament of any sort. His raiment, however, was virtually identical. "This monster," Nicholas continued, "Is known as Dark Seraph. He may be weaker then most, but as long as he remains in attack position, he is completely immune to destruction through battle. I will now place one card face down, and end my turn." With that, he placed a final card into his duel disk and brought his turn to and end.

"Looks like I'm up, then," Judai responded, reaching for a card from his deck. "Let's wrap this up quickly!"

Draw Phase->>>>>Skyscraper 2-Hero City

A satisfied smile graced Judai's lips as he activated the field slot on his duel disk. "You like field spells, Nicholas? Here's one of my personal favorites. Go, Hero City!"

As soon as Judai finished speaking, the entire interior of the dome began to shake as a large, circular building with a red-domed top that gave it an appearance reminiscent of a large mushroom burst from the floor, followed by identical buildings of red, green, and yellow. Each building continued to rise until they towered over both combatants, creating the illusion that a futuristic city had appeared. The buildings seemed to gleam in anticipation. Judai was only too eager to explain his new field spell's effects to the opposition. "Hero City is a special favorite field spell of mine. Basically, if one of my Elemental Heroes is destroyed by battle, I get to bring it back free of charge during my next standby phase. And then, thanks to Card of Safe Return, I get a free draw every time that happens. Any questions?"

"Only one," Nicholas responded. "How do you feel about losing it?" Judai was about to reply when his opponent flipped his face-down. "Reverse Card, open. Dust Tornado!"

Judai's face fell for a moment as a burst of wind shot from the trap card, completely sweeping away the city he had just played. "Not a bad move. You're better then I thought," he replied not unkindly.

"As are you. I'm not usually picked to fight against pro-level duelists, on the other hand, so I suppose I was asking for that turnaround earlier." Nicholas responded flatly. "Carry on with your move, Yuki Judai."

"With pleasure," Judai grinned. "I summon Neo-Spacian Aqua Dolphin!"

The new monster appeared on the field in a burst of bubbles and immediately stood to attention. Its blue skin and dolphin-like head gave it a distinctly marine appearance, while its posture and body indicated some degree of humanity. The monster turned to Judai momentarily, crossing his finned arms. You sure know how to pick them, Judai. It said, rolling its eyes. This guy looks like a total nut.

"You have no idea how right you are," Judai replied, his face set grimly. "Could I get some help with removing whatever he's got up his sleeve?"

One Echolocation coming up! The dolphin replied before pulling back and releasing a stream of sonic waves from his mouth. Nicholas stared in surprise as the waves struck his hand, revealing the identity of each individual card.

"Neat ability, huh? While Aqua Dolphin is on my side of the field, I can choose any monster in your hand and send it to the graveyard, provided that it has fewer attack points than a monster on my field," Judai explained. "Since my most powerful monster is Stratos I get to snipe any monster with fewer than eighteen hundred attack points in your hand. And it just so happens that you have one- say goodbye to Dark Cherubim!"

Nicholas watched without reaction as the monster, which resembled a large, black-scaled alligator with several golden wings covered with eyes arranged along its back, exploded in a burst of white light as he inserted its card into the graveyard slot. "Is that all?" he asked, obviously bored.

"Well, not quite. See, when Aqua dolphin wipes out a monster from your hand you take five hundred points of direct damage. And I'm not quite done yet- Aqua dolphin, attack his facedown monster!" Judai commanded. The dolphin obeyed, launching himself at the facedown card before bringing down his arm on it with a gesture akin to launching a karate chop. The card buckled slightly before changing positions, revealing an angel with grey skin, wings, and robes, holding its arms up in a defensive block. The creature seemed to be a young girl who had apparently died in sadness, as tears ran down her face and stained the grey robe that was her only covering. Contrary to the depiction of most female duel monsters, this one appeared to be little more then five years old. Judai nearly balked in surprise. "What on earth?"

"Dark Seraph Miseres. She is by far the most useful monster in my deck," Nicholas replied, still wholly without emotion. "Were Dark Sanctuary still on the field, I could have destroyed either of your monsters merely by summoning her. However, her secondary effect is the next-best thing: while I have another Dark Seraph or Dark Cherubim in play, I may add a card to my hand." His statement finished, Nicholas completed the action he had just described before leveling his finger at his opponent. "Do you wish to attack again?"

Judai stared at the monster he had just attacked, as did his retreating Aqua Dolphin. Something seemed to strike him as he turned to Nicholas, his face a mask of anger. "Hypocrite," he accused, "You say that duel spirits are demons, but there's one in your own deck! What is she doing there if all spirits are evil? Tell me that!"

Nicholas laughed coldly. "If you are referring to Miseres, it is a subject best forgotten. Rest assured, she is completely at my mercy, not the other way around, as it is with you, Judai. Keep yourself from pitying her. She is no more then another card in my deck."

The angel continued to stare at Judai, tears streaming afresh from her eyes.

Judai had reached his breaking point. "You're dead," he muttered, before pointing at his opponent's monster. "Stratos! Wildheart! Attack Dark Seraph!"

"I assume I already told you that Dark Seraph is not destroyed by battle. Why bother attacking him?" Nicholas inquired, emotion still wholly absent from his voice.

"Because I, unlike you, know how to play this game." Judai responded. "Any good duelist would know that just because a monster isn't destroyed doesn't mean that you don't lose life points when it gets attacked." As he finished speaking, the Dark Seraph found himself on the receiving end of a massive downswing from Wildheart's blade, which, while it knocked him over, failed to destroy him. The moment he had pulled himself to his feet, a gale of wind from Stratos's turbines sent him reeling once again.

Nicholas barely noticed the dropping life points on his counter. "A good duelist, Yuki Judai, would have removed Miseres from the field. I could now tribute my monsters for a higher-level monster, you realize." he countered.

Judai lowered his gaze. "I don't want to bring more pain to an obviously tormented spirit," he replied, "Which you seem to have no qualms with doing. Aside from that, however, I did see your hand when I used Aqua Dolphin's ability, so I knew there were no high-level monsters in it."

"For the time being..." Nicholas replied levelly, "For the time being. I believe it is my turn."


Achan stared at Tacey, who had unsuccessfully attempted to make her way past Manjoume. He should be happy that he had successfully one-upped her, and yet his heart wasn't really in it. Sure she had gone behind his back earlier, but did that really make his doing the same thing right? She had a point there. And wasn't doing something just to spite her lowering himself to her level? If these thoughts were all that prevented Achan from crowing in triumph he probably could have brushed them away, but something in Tacey's reaction had caused him to stop. For the first time, he had to consider the distinct possibility that Tacey Edgeworth was a fellow human being and, pompous and misguided though she was, she was no more immune to embarassment and having her feelings hurt than he was. Though he would never admit it, Achan actually felt a little sorry for her. In the same position, come to think of it, he would probably have gone after Judai if Tacey hadn't wished to do the same thing. Though he hated to admit it, Tacey was right. He really was an idiot, though it seemed a bit too late to do anything about it now... or was it? Achan looked closely at his program and made his decision. Tearing a page from the booklet, Achan removed a pen from his pocket and hastily scribbled the words 'I distract you watch' on it before forming the note into a crude minature paper airplane and launching it to Tacey. Without waiting for her reaction, he stepped between her and Manjoume. "Excuse me, Manjoume," he asked, careful not to mispronounce the older duelist's last name, "But why is it that Judai called you 'San-da'? Is that your middle name or something?" He made sure to keep his voice and face the picture of innocence.

Everyone so far, reserved. Though I do have a couple of issues I'd like to pick out.

@Evkay: You need to add some more content to your character's persona and physical stature. What you have now is quite vague

@ACC-M: Please follow the form I laid out. Even if you don't like the wording, that's no excuse to go out and change it. Also, if I spell something a certain way, that's how I want it to remain spelled throughout this RP. That means it's zanpakutou. Also, there is no "unsealed" form, and there never has been. The shikai could be considered the "unsealed" form, but in reality there is no real zanpakutou state with that name. And finally, I don't want any invisible blades flying around. It's just one of those things that strikes me as unfair.

Edit: People force me to spell words the American way all of the time... XD Though, zanpakuto and zanpakutou are the only spellings for the weapon that are commonly used, so I want to keep things consistent and stay with one spelling. You're expected to know what's too powerful or otherwise, I shouldn't have to point everything out for you. If I missed something, my bad, I have a lot going on, but I wasn't doing a full scale critique in the first place. Common sense would have suggested that something that almost guarantees an instant kill might be just a little uber in the first place... Anyways, drop it. It's not that big of a deal.

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NAME:
Airan Sutorin

AGE:
APPEARANCE: 14
ACTUAL: 140

PERSONA:
Airan is the type of the boy who thinks about the present instead of what his future might bring the past or future. This young man does not like to worry himself with the thought of having to watch his own actions in order to ensure his future is a good one, nor does he wish to look back on the past events of others, or himself, in order to prevent a future mistake. He loves to live for now and his life to the fullest. Always with a wide-eyed grin, the boy is always looking for something to amuse himself, not at all like a serious type. Airan chooses to be the type of person that enjoy's every minute of his entire life that is presented to him at any chance, not by sulking over death or any type of distress that comes his way. Hes a very joyous person with a tendency to be overzealous when battle is upon him, he likes to view such things as fighting as 'play time!' with no remorse about the outcome that follows.

PHYSICAL STATURE:
With his luscious silver Layered Fringe hair, Airan is quite a site too behold, his sparkeling grey eyes are his most notable features, they just force people into staring into them endlessly. Though he rarely cares for his looks, Airan tries to stand out from the rest to assert his individuality, his Shinigami outfit to be exact. The outfit, Shinigami, the middle part which bares the chest open till the where the cloth begins, where as regular ones end much sooner then that. The arms are exposed as the sleeves that once covered them up were cut off long ago. Though nearly all of the other Shinigami outfits give off the 'poofy' look, Airan's is quite the opposite. Tightly fastened to himself, with his slender and small body this allows for quick movement during combat.

DIVISION: 3rd Division

SEAT: 3rd Seat

]ZANPAKUTOU: Suchiru Boru {Steel Ball}

SEALED: Like other zanpakutou's Airan's is no different. The only difference that can be noticed that seperates him from the others is the hilt, the hilt has four curved lines against it, North, South, East, and West. At the very end of the curved lines are silver sphere's other then that the Zanpakutou is pretty much normal.

SHIKAI: Amazing sight to witness first hand, though surviving the encounter may prove to be a difficult task. Supin Supin! (Spin Spin!) the release command for Suchiru. The Zanpakutou transfigures into a mace/whip type of weapon, there are a few arrangements to this "whip/mace" however. The whip/mace like material is of pure, as hard as it seems, BENDABLE metal flexible and smooth but weighs what seems a ton! At the very end of this long flexible metal there is a large sphere attached to it, but not just a regular sphere, protounding horns stick out from nearly every direction. You would think it couldn't get anymore amazing then this right? Wrong! Supin Fasutto! after this command, which means Spin Faster, is said whenever Airan whips his Zanpakutou in released form, the large spiked sphere at the end delatches itself from the whip and proceed in a straight line while accelerating its speed.

BANKAI: Supaiki Dorideru! The most devastating form Suchiru Boru can take. Once the bankai is activated, while in shikai form, the whip and the sphere at the end begin to transform into its bankai state. As the sphere disperses in plain sight, it is replaced by a silver 7 foot dreidel, though they bear similar looks like the original dreidel toy, this one has the handle at the top and the bottom as well, with the mid-section being where the most mass is. The mid-section is not bare though, unlike its counterpart, over the entire mid-section there are very sharp spikes protounding from it, able to rip and tear anything it grazes. The whip that was once attached to the sphere that is no more, has been relocated and replaced by two thicker whips, which look more like twelve inch thick metal cables. These black cables are connected at the very top of the handle, and the other one is on the handle at the very bottom, connected also to its tip. According to witness of the Bankai, people believe it to weigh clearly over five-hundred pounds which may or may not be the case for Airan, as the young teenage boy is able to grasp it by the cables and do as he pleases with it, clearly not breaking sweat at that. Thinking that the Bankai is not as strong as it would seem, is a thought that should never cross ones mind, even though a young and small Airan is able to lift such a monstrosity does not mean it isnt heaviest in the least, upon impact, the bankai is able to shatter almost any object it collides into.

SPIRIT: A creature you wouldn't expect Suchiru Boru to be! A being that could send chills into the very core of its enemies if they were to see Suchiru in his true form! She is a..red hedgehog with white tips. Surprisingly, Suchiru is not as scary as one would think if they never encountered her. She is barely the size of a regular basketball, and the friendliest little spirit that you could ever meet. Seeing Airan as more of a big brother, she is ready to please and impress him at any oppurtunity given, she has but one motive and that motive is to not Airan down, ever. Though she looks upto Airan, she is one not to follow in his footsteps, fore she is constantly worrying about the consequences that will fall upon Airan for not carefully watching what he does.

BIOGRAPHY:
"Yay! Spin! Faster, spin spin!" An excited younger looking Airan was always a boy who loved playing with his toys whenever he had free time, though this day however would be different for him, this was the wrong place and time to bring out his toys. It was after school and Airan was at the neighborhood playground, the playground itself was built at a dangerous location, which was adjacent to the main road. At this time Airan and a few of his friends from school were in a specific area they could play with there favorite toys, spinning tops, this area though was only a few inches away from the road. The tops were not anything to fancy, just ordinary ones that kids would play with against each other calling them "Spinja's", when they collided against each other they were knocked away a short distance, a few inches short. There was a slight breeze in the air which sent shivers running down Airan's back, he simply brushed it off, the kids were enjoying themselves watched the Spinja's "fight", the two fighting were Airan and his friend, Lilian. Lilian's top had the advantage in the little match, and within no time sent Airan's flying, right into the street, with slight jestering and playful teasing from his friends, Airan quickly made his way to the street to pick up his top. Kneeling down to retrieve the toy, Airan wondered how it managed to go such a distance must have been the wind he thought to himself. Cutting him off from his thoughts Airan heard shouting, quickly looking up to see a young man, a high schooler it seemed, in a green uniform running towards him telling him to look out. Confused Airan turned to look to his left when it happened, his face collided with the grill of the car, the young high schooler was too late to save the boy. A boy laid on the road, blood splattered all around, it was clear what happened, clenched within his tiny hands was his prize possession. After that faithful day Airan awoke to find himself in the Junrinan district of what is known as Soul Society.

A few years passed by, and Airan found himself acustomed to his new life and endowed on the situation he was currently in. He understood who Shinigami were, what Hollows were, where he was, and about the Seireitei. What he also understood was that as a spirit he no longer desired the human need of hunger, but oddly, he always found himself needing to put "food" into his stomach. As like all spirits, there taste remains, so it is pretty normal to see a soul eating, in Airan's case though it was a bit different. Whenever food was about him, he vigoursly tore through the meal as if he was starving, it was a tough little life but Airan did not really care. He found himself to like his new life more then his old, no parents to order him around, no school work, he was living the life that he always wanted and that was a lazy one. That all changed on the day Airan met a friend, a friend named Zel. Zel and Airan quickly became the best of friends only after a few days, with Zel being older, at least looking older, then Airan he looked up to him as a sort of big brother type. Zel was looking to making things work for him in the 'now' time, the present. He wasnt really into improving his future or fixing his past, and thus this same way of thinking rubbed off on little Airan at the time. What Zel did want to do though, his dream now that he was no longer among the living, was to become a Soul Reaper, also known as a Shinigami. What drove him to become a Shinigami was the fact that he wanted to look cool, his chances of becoming a shinigami were slim but they were still there, because like Airan, he was hungry, and that meant spiritual energy. He, Zel, met up with a shinigami in the district that took intrest in his spiritual energy and soon enrolled him into the academy. Without a word to Airan, Zel simply left.
A few years later, word reached Airan that Zel was killed by a hollow, saddened for only moment, he quickly brushed it off and simply said "Ah well, what can you do?". By this time Airan hunger was steadily growing, and such was his spiritual energy. The life he once enjoyed, the "lazy life" was beginning to seem dull and odd, it was the same routine everyday, eating food constantly and sleeping. It was time for Airan to follow in his "big brother's" footsteps, but he didnt really look at it like that, he looked at it more of a "time passer" then anything.

After taking the entrance exam, and passing, Airan found himself to be enjoying his shinigami academy life a bit more then it was in the district. He met quite a variety of people here, not any he was too fond of, but ones that he at least felt a bit comfortable with. Among these friends of his was one in particular he took odd liking too, her name was Akarui Kodomo, or rather it was at first. The truth was she was part of the noble Izutori family and was using the name "Kodomo" as a way to hide her identity from being known. Her plan fell through and eventually everyone knew about it, it didnt change much with her though, she was quite the thing around the academy and nothing seemed to change. The two were not close, but they were together talking constantly on occasions. Eventually she graduated and moved onto a squad. Whereas Airan's final year soon followed her's.
Upon graduating Airans squad was the 3rd Divisions, Captain Ichimaru Gin and Lieutenant Izuru Kira. Airan was not impressed easily, and thought of the Lt. to be a coward a person not fit to be Lieutenant. His captain however, stirred an odd feeling inside Airan, Airan looked up to Ichimaru with the same "Big Brother" feeling he had for Zel, constantly trying to mimic the captains "cool" way of talking to people, always attempting to impress the captain when out on missions. Airan struggled through the seat ranks of the 3rd divison, but it wasn't that much of a problem nor was it a difficult task that he could not do.
Eventually after struggling his way to the top, and constant success's on missions, he was soon 3rd seat of the 3rd division despite his apperance, it was a seat worthy of him. During the whole time though he kept tabs on his old friend Akaru, it seemed she was also trying to become strong in her squad and strive to be the best. For a moment Airan was happy for her success.

It was not that long before things in Soul Society started to stir, during the Ryouka invasion it appeared that Captain Ichimaru Gin, along with two other captains, betrayed Soul Society. Abandoning Airan without a word, almost just as Zel did to him countless years ago. This was not the only crisis, the Lieutenant was arrested and detained in a cell. Squads were falling apart and chaos was all over. It took some time, and alot of hard work, but after a few months most of the chaos was under control, and damage was fixed. Though squad 3 was still with no Captain or a Lt., everything appeared to be going fine. That was until news hit Airan of what has become of Akarui this entire time, this not only shocked Airan but also made him feel bad for what has become of her. It was not long after finding out that word of Hitsugaya Toushiro, Captain of Squad 10, Akarui's Captain, was looking for suitable shinigami to investigate what the cause was of Akarui's strange apperance and disapperance rose. Airan felt as though something was telling him to help, he did not want Akarui to disappear without saying a word like Zel and Ichimaru.

SPECIALIZATION: Zanjutsu & Hohou

KIDOU:
Daifuku (means, "Rice Cake") - Chiyudo #27, 200 kidou

Description: Daifuku heals muscle fatigue for battles of longer duration. In other words, by forming "oxygen" through a user's reiatsu that replenishes lost energy in a target's muscle tendons, movement is renewed and restored. This therefore enables rejuvenated speed and defense abilities.

Range: Within 2 ft of the target. To cast this, the user guides reiatsu through an open wound, but if none is present, the spell may be cast near the mouth, and if done this way, it creates a sensation in the target like having eaten a Daifuku cake. (>.>)

Incantation: "Cool muscles like the sweetness of the evening and the warmth of the sunrise, let this body replenish... Chiyudo #27, Daifuku.

Fist of Destruction - Hadou #47, 750 Kidou, Arcana special

Description: A special kidou formed by the Arcana, other shinigami have been known to have knowledge of this attack however that in itself has been a rare occurrence. Fist of Destruction takes and wraps Kidou energy around the user's hand. The energy then becomes a bright white. The energy can be extended from the fist for 5ft and the damaged minimized, but the true strength comes from direct contact. When FoD strikes at close range the focused energy will gather into the striking point then explode, blowing apart the stricken object and leaving a searing crater. However, the Arcana were said to have refined the ability so much that it actually tears away at the outer flesh of the user, causing the cracked skin to glow brightly.

Incantation: Judgment of Anubis, god of death, grant me your powers of demise. In my right palm allow me to break through falsehood, to tear though the fabrications of the weak and bestow upon fiends only fatality. Hadou #47, Fist of Destruction


Haneru - Bougyoudo #25, 170 Kidou

Description: The user of this kidou gathers energy into their feet. The energy powers the legs double ones jumping power. The kidou also controls the spiritons around the person's feet during falls, allowing them to slow their descent even in the spiritual world.

Incantation: Nimble sprite, jackrabbit's spirit. Strength my legs and help me reach the sky. Bougyoudo #25, Haneru

RP SAMPLE:
An estatic person since he was young, Johnny couldnt help but love adventures. A long time ago when Johnny was the ripe age of five, his father, who was a coal miner, was working deep into Mt. Moon, excavating anything they could find, Moon stones and anything valuable. During that day, while Johnny waited for his dad to come home like always an idea came to his head, why doesnt he just go to his dad instead right? Well he had no idea that a coal mining station, none the less Mt. Moon itself, is quite dangerous. From Pewter City, to Mt. Moon, the little boy took on his tiny quest to locate his father. Upon arriving at the entrance and peering inside, he was starting to get a mixed feeling of nervousness and courage. Deep inside the sound of machines could be heard and the vibrations through the ground of said machines could be felt, he followed them, thinking it would lead him to his dad. After walking for two hours, too Johnny two days, he finally found his dad, though he was in a cave with other workers using a very powerful drill. Running through the tunnel he was in, he was closing in on his father's cave entrance, smiling happy knowing he completed his journey, he yelled out to him. This shocked the father to hear his young son in such a place, he accidently dropped the drill which collided with the wall sending very powerful vibrations through it, it caused a cave-in for the father and little Johnny, fore his passage to his father was blocked and the passage he took to get to his father was now sealed off too, it was indeed a powerful drill to perform such a stunt. He cried, he cried viciously thinking he was such a fool to come, his stupidity obtained the better of him he thought. Johnny thought this was how he was going to die, alone, until just then he felt little vibrations coming from underneath him, he moved aside and up popped the head of a little sandshrew. The little sandshrew noticed Johnny was sad and started to entertain the boy, this made Johnny happy and wipe his tears away. After about 30 minutes have gone by, Johnny could hear his father yelling for him, telling him to take cover. As he did, a gigantic steelix plowed through the blockage, his dad saved him. That day he took home the sandshrew as his first pokemon and his companion.

He grew older, stronger, and smarter. Johnny was becoming a man and his father has influenced the teenager alot. Johnny helped his father with the coal mining countless times, and during those times, Johnny would meet many ground type pokemon whom he would play with. His hometown housed the Pewter City Gym, Brock being the leader of said gym. During an excavation, Brock lent his hand to Johnny and his father, during those times, and countless ones after, a friendship with Johnny and Brock was formed. When he was sixteen, Brock told Johnny that he should come to his gym and be what is known as a "Gym Leader Trainer". Able to use benefits from the gym, and also a good place to train Johnny did not turn down the offer and accepted glady. Now that day Brock did not tell Johnny to join because of there friendship, but merely because Johnny was such a skilled trainer, it even crossed his mind that Johnny is very close to succeding Brock, which made him think of the future of the gym.

At current time three years later, Johnny after becoming such a successful trainer, and Brock assisting him to become better, an idea had risen. Brock was informed of a region he did not know much about, one called the "Sinnoh" region, within it held mysterious pokemon he had never seen before, Brock proposed that Johnny go to the land and see the many pokemon, if possible, catch them as well. It wouldnt benefit much for Brock, but he knew Johnny spent almost his entire life in Pewter City, and he needed to leave, to get out, to experience an adventure. From Vermillion to Canalave City, Johnny was very excited to be where he was, a new place, new people, and most of all new pokemon to capture. After wandering about, he has heard of the Solaceon Ruins, Johnny thought this might mean more ground pokemon and without a second notice, he made his way there. Currently in Solaceon Town, he wanders about to the Ruins.

Bell, ACC, accepted.
Evkay: You still need more details. And you need to edit your squad and seat numbers, since those are the numbers Akarui has had since this thread went up.
Aira, reserved.

Sorry this is taking so long. Homework and such, you see. x.x

NAME: Warabe Kiseki

AGE:
APPEARANCE: 9
ACTUAL: 93

PERSONA: Warabe is very smart, calculating, and violent, though he tends to act very childish when around others- rarely revealing his true nature. Also, he tends to be rather suspicious, though there are a few he trusts. He has a fascination with blood.

PHYSICAL STATURE: Warabe matches the image he portrays, with innocent seeming blue eyes, a wide nearly perpetual smile, and short blond, nearly white, hair. His skin appears to be lightly tanned. His zanpakutou are kept on the back of each shoulder, within easy reach. He wears a standard Shinigami outfit, with the addition of a straw hat with a red ribbon on the right side.

DIVISION: 8th Division

SEAT: 4th

ZANPAKUTOU: Dageki Ketsueki (Blood Strike)
SEALED:
Dageki is a unique zanpakutou in that, instead of being in the shape of a sword, it resembles two long daggers, both blood red.
SHIKAI:
In it's shikai form, Dageki becomes two claws, still red. The claws are coated by a thin layer of blood which continuously renews itself. Dageki has an added effect: "Blood Whip", which allows Warabe to manipulate the blood on Dageki to form whips for long distance fighting. He can combine the Akekataki kidou with his shikai. Dageki's release command is "Slice and Dice!".
BANKAI:
Hishou Dageki Ketsueki (Flying Blood Strike). When Dageki's bankai is activated, Warabe gains red wings with which he can fly, and his whole body, except for his head, is covered by a layer of blood, which, not only can he freely manipulate for a number of offensive purposes, but it heals him. Also, any blood on the battlefield can be added to this layer, meaning the more his opponent or Warabe is injured, the stronger his bankai becomes.
SPIRIT:
Dageki takes the form of a little kid similar to Warabe, in a blood red kimono. His personality is exactly the same as Warabe's, except he doesn't try to hide it.

BIOGRAPHY: In life, before coming to Soul Society, Warabe was a precocious kid who, almost from birth, displayed extremely violent tendencies. He also had high spiritual awareness his whole life, and thus he was able to see the Hollow that killed him, as well as the Shinigami who saved him from becoming a Hollow himself.

Warabe was born in the 2nd District of North Rukongai, and he enlisted in the ShinigamiAcademy because he wanted chances to fight powerful opponents. After graduating and entering the 8th Division, he continued to train in hakuda and rising in the ranks, with the unspoken aspiration to someday be Captain of the 8th Division.

Due to his apparent childlike nature, he was not called on when the preparations against Aizen began. However, he practically begged to be put on Kodomo Akarui's case.

SPECIALIZATION: hakuda and kidou

KIDOU:
Akekataki
"Scarlet Revenge" When the user is injured and bleeding, akekataki will temporarily charge the blood to have an acidic burning property to anything that touches it aside from themselves.

Chant: "Wounds that bleed for vengeance, burn! Bougyoudo #40, Akekataki!"


Chi Chiyudo
This kidou requires a superficial cut or small scratch, any way to access the bloodstream of the patient's body. By touching their hand to the blood coming out of the wound (this is essential), the healer imbues some of his or her healing energy into the blood. This energy is general chiyudo energy. This energy can stay in the blood for 72 hours before dissipating, if not used. The healer must stay in contact with this wound as they work the spell (which takes up to two minutes of energy flooding).

The energy also diffuses into all blood cells it touches. Eventually, unless the patient is bleeding out through another wound, the blood will touch the afflicted area and start to work general healing. This can be used to heal internal damage to a stable level or better, where the body can then take over. Completely healing with this kidou would take up to four uses.

Chant - "Steel is my muscle, yet weak is the body! Now, the sun sets. Will we all stand, or shall you die? Intense sunsets! Chiyudo #24, Chi Chiyudo!"


Bent Soul
The user spreads out both limbs (whether they hold a weapon or not), throwing them out vigorously. As the incantation is spoken he/she then lifts their elbows to face precisely parallel with each other (if used left-to-right) or kitty-corner (if used front-to-back). The effects of the Kidou are to counter any spell applied to those locations (~ 30 cm radiuses, flat) with an equal force of the stored Kidou, and then blasts a spell of equal force back at the user. Because of that, any attack that exceeds the amount placed into this Kidou passes through.

Chant: Away! The light at the end, the darkness beyond. Break! Chiyudo #61, Bent Soul!


Forgotten Punishment
The user of this spell indicates the chosen target by pointing their casting hand with a closed fist pointing down. After finishing the incantation the user then turns over their hand and opens their fist. Five glowing red lights will leave the user's hand and chase after the chosen target. They will then swarm around the opponent tracing out any and all past wounds. Once every past wound is revealed with a glowing red line, the lights will fade and the wounds will be reopened. The spell only works on a target if they have received even the slightest paper cut. Again this could be potentially fatal, if the target has had several nearly fatal injuries in their past.

Chant: As the flesh of the fighter remembers the wound, so shall your memory be renewed of such afflictions. Hadou # 87, Forgotten Punishment.


Invincible Soul
Description: A powerful barrier of kidou energy wraps around the user's body, increasing their defenses almost tenfold (figuratively) and washing a healing aura over their body. While wrapped in this shield, attacks from someone with similar or weaker spiritual energy will bounce off the user. Attacks from someone with two times the user's sp will be stopped in their tracks, and attacks from someone with three times the energy will have to take a few shots at the barrier to crack it.

While, in the barrier a regenerative aura wraps is instilled. The aura will heal most minor wounds in a matter of seconds, and deep gashes will be healed in about a minute. That minute is also the time limit of the spell, and the barrier will dissipate after that.

Because of it's exhausting effect, the spell can only be used once in a thirty minute period without having a negative effect on the user. If used again before that, the user will be completely drained after the spell disappears again.

Chant: The raging spirit of the warrior and the guardian spirit of the protector guide me. Their great souls grant me strength and lead me to immortality. Chiyudo #79, Invincible Soul.



RP SAMPLE:
Police forces around the world mobilize under the direction of one man, the enigmatic detective O, in order to catch the most dangerous criminal ever, Omega. However, Omega may be too much for even O to handle. Not only is he impossilble to catch and too intelligent to trap, but no one would suspect the world's greatest criminal to be in first grade.



A small boy, around seven or eight years of age, walked out of the Yalsame Company building elevator, onto the top floor. Though his eyes were closed, he had no trouble as he strode across the hall. Upon reaching the door on the other side, he opened his eyes. With a sharp crack, the door seemed to blow inwards and then disappear.

"Hmmm... Too easy," He said, smiling while his eyes returned to their previous state, "much too easy." Upon entering the room, he heard a man whimpering from in front of him.

"D-don't hurt me, the man said, "I, I promise I'll--"

"I don't care, Mr. Yalsame," the boy said, "You've done evil, and that's all that matters." Slowly, he walked closer to the man.

"You... You mean I'm going to die?"

"Yes." The boy laughed, a soft, cheerless sound.

"But, who... Who are you?"

"To you, I am the Alpha and the Omega. I am..." He paused for a second, opening his eyes again. "...God!"

Yalsame screamed as his body was seemingly torn apart. After just a moment, he was gone, as quickly and completely as the door had gone.

The boy closed his eyes once more, a sadistic grin spreading over his face. "That was too easy, as always..." He strode to the wall, and, after making a hole in it the same way he had gotten past the door, he jumped out. As he fell to the ground, he laughed again.

"I am Omega!"

Evkay, accepted.
pokefan89, declined. You don't have nearly enough information.

I'll start this probably tomorrow night. I'll, of course, allow late signups. So, anyone who has a spot reserved and has yet to finish, please try and finish ASAP.

May I ask what is missing?

OOC: ...Basically everything. I'm not accepting that little amount of text under each section. It's way too short in length, and serious lacks details. Look at some of the accepted characters to see the general idea of what I'm looking for.

Aira, accepted.

"Rangiku-senpai, why exactly are we in Karakura Town? Hitsu-kun asked us to wait near the senkaimon while he made his report to the Gotei 13..." The crimson haired, crimson eyed, seemingly arrancar girl asked her well endowed Lieutenant as the two rested atop an inactive ferris wheel. "But woooow... It sure is a nice view of the town from up here!" It was hard to believe that this girl had actually just lost her brother, and her humanity (for lack of a better word), based on how she was acting. She seemed more like she hadn't a care in the world, but in reality that was just her way of disguising her misery. She brought her right hand up to her head and stroked the portion of a hollow mask stuck to her head, eventually hurting her finger on one of the spikes. It had only been a day or two, and she still wasn't used to having the mask, nor her bizarre hollow feet.

"Just be silent and wait." Matsumoto Rangiku replied to the 4th seated member in her squad as she kept her eyes on the setting sun. Rangiku was not one to take things seriously, but as of recently things had become a bit too dire. Between the voluntary kidnapping of Orihime Inoue by Sosuke Aizen's faction, the blatant disregard of the orders of Gotei 13 by Kurosaki Ichigo, Kuchiki Rukia, and Abarai Renji, and this whole case with Akarui, there wasn't enough sake in the world to keep her easygoing persona constant. Nevertheless, Akarui did as she was told and held her breath. She wasn't really sure why, but ah well.

Then she heard it. The howl of a hollow, and one that was traveling at them fast. The reiatsu became noticeable. It was most likely Adjuchas class based on this new discovery, and Matsumoto was suddenly gone, leaving Akarui with the huge falcon-like hollow that had suddenly appeared before her. It was quite grotesque, actually, too grotesque to bother describing. It didn't take long for the hollow to meet it's match. In fact, Akarui defeated it with a technique off limits to Shinigami, a cero blast.

When the two re-entered Soul Society via senkaimon, they were greeted by a none too happy Hitsugaya Toushiro. "Where were you two?" He muttered coldly, more or less directed at Rangiku. "The rest of the group will be here soon, and it's dangerous to take her out there by yourself."

Her? Akarui repeated in her mind before deciding to speak aloud. "You're mean, Hitsu-kun! I have a name! Besides, Rangiki-senpai wanted to test something! Don't blame her because you didn't think of seeing if I could use cero first!"

"...Cero? Can you?" He murmured back, taking special care to not scold her for calling him Hitsu-kun. This would be an unfortunate development, if she really could. It is a great sin to acquire hollow powers, that's why vaizard were so frowned upon. The ability to use a cero blast would be more than enough grounds to banish her from Soul Society. Hell, the Gotei 13 was already getting enough criticism for permitting her the ability to walk around Soul Society freely in the first place. He crossed his arms as he awaited her answer, a brow raised.

"Well... uh... yeah." Her eyes fell back down to the ground. Her head jolted back up, however, as Rangiku placed her hand on the hollow-girl's shoulder. Hitsugaya was obviously torn with what to do now, and it was obvious by the look on his face that suggested he was thinking, and hard.

After a few minutes, the captain began to speak once more. "We'll continue today as planned. I'll overlook the fact as long as you promise me you won't- What are you doing?"

"I'm pinky swearing~" Akarui replied. She had darted over to the Captain and connected her pinky finger with his own, shaking it up and down. "It's something humans do to make promises." She gave a big grin, revealing the large right canine tooth in her mouth, which stick out from between her lips when she closed her mouth once more. "But... I think I'll have to leave at some point. My eyes, my hair, my white skin, my feet, and this line across my face. Nobody will accept me willingly, not as I am."

"...Let's wait for the others." Hitsugaya played ignorant, and he decided it would only work for now. The truth was, they needed to solve this soon and somehow find a way to revert the effect on her body, or she would be exiled.

OOC: For anyone who doesn't know what the senkaimon is, it's the gate Shinigami use to reach the human world. Anyways, meet outside there. мizuκi was kind enough to sketch a picture of Akarui's mask, so it's clear to everyone.

OOC: continued from RP sample

IC

Saru leaped quickly through the air from building to building as a gentle breeze blowing over soul society seemed to relax his body and flow soothingly through his hair. He closed in on a low temple residency with the appearance of a temple or shrine. Saru could already sense his Captain Soifon's urgency and and impatience with him as he drew closer to the building.

Outside the house, Captain Soifon could be seen pacing restlessly back and forth on the walkway, awaiting her trusted 3rd seat to arrive. Saru appeared before her kneeling low on one knee with his head bowed towards the ground. The captain instantly stopped her pacing and looked sternly at Saru.

Saru instantly began apologizing, "Sorry for my tardiness, Captain. The winds are just blowing so nicely today and I..." He was cut off by Captain Soifon mid-sentence.

"Enough apologizing, you're my 3rd seat now act like it. I have an assignment for you." Captain Soifon said coldly. "It appears there is a suspicious new Shinigami that has been made re-admitted to Squad 10 after a bizarre leave of absence by Hitsugaya Toushiro. This will be an investigation mission, your target is a fair skinned girl with red hair. You'll know her when you see her. We have orders from Captain Yamomoto to watch the new addition closely and take action if need be. You will rendezvous outside the senkaimon and be accompanying Captain Hitsugaya's squad on their latest assignment. Take your best judgment before acting, I trust your decision." She instructed.

"Yes ma'am, I'll find out what i can. And may I add that you look exceptionally radiant today! Are you using a new shampoo maybe?" Saru replied happily.

"Just go." Soifon ordered.

Saru stood up and bowed to his captain then as quickly as he appeared, vanished from sight. Saru resumed his usual preferred method of transportation via rooftop hopping towards the senkaimon. He arrived in short time and landed near the small group that had already formed. Saru smiled at them, observing the group of people and letting his eyes settle on the red headed girl who was his obvious target. Saru quickly stood straight to present himself.

Saru introduced himself with an over exaggerated bow "Captain Toushiro Hitsugaya. I'm Saru Kisaragi, 3rd seat of Captain Soifon's squad #2. Its a pleasure to be under your command for the upcoming mission."

ooc;; OMG. D:< David that wasn't something you were supposed to showwww them!! Dx;; *at least let me make it look less like a rooster. <_<*

Sendo, along with Gaikotsu.

ic;; "And I want a live specimen. If you're so incompetent that you can't catch it alive, then I will settle for a dead one." Mayuri turned his head parallel to the ground and watched his 12th seat carefully to see for any reactions to the grotesque sound of cracking joints.

"Yes sir." Sendo replied, making a show of bowing gracefully, his wrapped hair braid dangling over his shoulder and the tip brushing against the long handle of Gaikotsu. Straightening with a passive expression, Sendo disappeared from his spot in a blur of shunpo, weaving through the loitering shinigami that stood in the hall of the main building of the 12th division. On either side of him, doors flashed passed, shinigami with the latest data on arrancar waved reports in the air, and the arrancar watch shinigami made a big scene about the radar that watched over Karakura Town. Sendo had nothing to do with these people, as though he was 12th seat, he was an essential element of the strange and inhumane operations preformed by Captain Mayuri, as a skeletal structure expert, and one of the few shinigami who didn't turn into a pile of grossed out mush when organs and innards were placed in his hands.

As he neared the senkaimon, he stopped abruptly, kicking up a small cloud of dust as he nonchalantly brushed the settling dirt off of his shihakushō. He glanced up and though no smile graced his sharp features or softened his severe gaze as he stared unblinkingly at Akarui, unashamed.

"I see you are doing well," Sendo said, tilting his head forward teasingly, as he was one of the shinigami who'd assisted Captain Mayuri with the experiments conducted on her, "Hollow-chan."

He'd taken up the habit of referring to her as Hollow-chan, since he often gave pet name's to his experimental subjects. After passing under his scalpel, they were no longer on the same level as himself, in Sendo's opinion, no matter what seat or division they were in.

Not waiting for a response, Sendo turned to the 10th Division's captain, and while he lifted his head high and stared down at the child-captain, Sendo made a show of bowing to him just the same as he did with his own captain, "Soeki Sendo, 12th seat of the 12th division."

OOC: Hey. I know I said I probably wouldn't be able to post but it turns out that we're staying somewhere with a high-speed hotspot tonight. Not sure if that'll be the case all week, but it looks like I can make an intro tonight. ;3

The scarf tied about Hiso's neck fluttered as he slowly stroked his blade. The weapon was nearly half as tall as the young shinigami, and its blade glittered in the sunlight. The reaper of souls whispered, true to his name, as he stroked the blade's blunt edges. "Characal, why the hell did I sign up for this mission?" he murmured to the zanpakutou.

Slowly but surely the spirit of the blade materialized, carrying what appeared to be a dead Hell Butterfly in her mouth. The apparently deceased insect vanished as the winged tabby cat leaped to the shoulder of her shinigami partner. Most likely because you want to know what happened to you when you dreamed. You won't be satisfied until until you know who and what you saw when you handed the reins over to me, she mewed.

"I don't really know whether I want to know. What I saw probably didn't mean anything. It was just a nightmare because I was delirious after using bankai in a weakened state, that was all." Hiso countered, his accent layered with a thick, Middle Eastern tone. "I don't need to know any more then that."

You can't lie to yourself. I am part of you, you know. Characal gently reminded him. Admit it. You want revenge on those beings because you associate them with Bell's death.

"That isn't true!" Hiso shouted. This uncharacteristic outburst was furthered in its strangeness by the fact that to anyone else, he would appear to be talking to himself. Fortunately, the people on the streets of Karakura town could see the brown-skinned, black-robed shinigami no more then his zanpakutou. Hiso returned to his original, soft-spoken tone as he continued. "I mean, that can't be true. I'm not vengeful, not really. Killing hollows is my duty, that's all. I have to make sure that Soul Society and the human world are kept safe at all times. I haven't been fulfilling that duty, so I signed up for a mission, that's all." He sighed once again. "I just wish I knew why I chose this one."

Characal growled, slightly miffed. You can't run from the truth, Hiso. You know that I'm right. Sooner or later, and I'll be proved right. Maybe then you'll stop running from me.

Hiso shook his head. "I haven't been running from you."

What do you call refusing to use bankai? You're afraid of it. Afraid of yourself. Afraid of failing. Have you ever considered that you might learn to control it if you tried using it more often?

Hiso shook his head again. "I couldn't. I can't take the risk of hurting someone."

You simpleton. As I said, I'll be proved right one day. You exist to destroy evil, Hiso. Don't be afraid to use your power to do so. With that parting remark, the cat vanished, leaving Hiso alone. With a sigh, the shinigami turned as he prepared to return through the senkaimon. He couldn't help feeling that if what the spirit of his blade said was true, he probably shouldn't have accepted this mission.

Arriving at Soul Society, Hiso was greeted by one of the strangest sights it had ever been his fortune to make contact with. A girl dressed in a shinigami uniform whose skin had been bleached completely white, with feet resembling those of a deceased ancient reptile and the remains of what appeared to be a hollow mask atop her head talking with the silver-haired Hitsugaya, shinigami captain. To the side, the remains of Hitsugaya's squad could be seen as well as a shinigami that Hiso had never made the acquaintance of before. Stepping forward, Hiso decided now was a good time to make the acquaintance of his team mates. Stepping forward to the strangely afflicted girl, he decided to hold back his feelings of revulsion for a moment and move straight on to the introduction. "Akarui-san, I presume? And Toushiro Hitsugaya?" The Arabian shinigami made a sweeping bow. "I am Hiromi Hiso, here at the leisure of the Sixth Division. I have come to provide assistance as needed on this mission. Please, do not hesitate to provide instruction as needed."

This is going to be quite the difficult desicion to make.. This day in particular had Airan full of questions that he knew he himself could not fully provide an answer for. Standing outside of the entrance to Division 3's Quarters, he began to think about the current situation to a better degree. Of course word was about all the shinigami squad quarters of Toushiro Hitsugaya forming a squad in order to investigate the case that was dropped before, which was the case of Akarui's strange dissapperance, and now her re-apperance but in a different physical form. Having not seen her since the shinigami academy day's, he was anxious to be able to see her again and to be able to talk to her about the events that have happened to her ever since. Though this was his desire, he still pondered on his 'questions'.

Now everyone that knows and understands Airan also know that he could careless for the future or past, but he was also not one to simply disregard it altogether. The current situation he had on his shoulders, no more like a burden, was that of who would be able to handle Division 3's leadership and look after them while the one with the current highest position is absent. With no captain, lieutenant, or even a 3rd seat to try and maintain order at the very least worried Airan a little bit, not as much as it would another person. This isnt really why I strived to join the Goeti 13, too look after others as if they were mere children. Pfft as if! With thought in mind, Airan started to hasten his pace to the whereabouts of Captain Hitsugaya, his desicion was made, he was going to help Hitsugaya-no-he was going to help Akarui. Stopping in his short walk, only a few inches from the squad 3 compound, Airan turned to face the building with a cheerful face. You guy's can do it yourself, trust me and take care! Not wanting to make a big scene, Airan scurried away quicker so no one that knew him would spot him.

That question, whether Divison 3 could handle themselves, was not the only thing on his mind, he also pondered upon a few more subjects such as if Akarui would remember him, what if she was horribly disfigured as some have said would he recgonize her? To think such things sickened him, he knew even if it were the case that she was horribly disfigured, he would not care of the matter, friends were friends were they not? Cutting one loose from the "friend" title before even talking it out struck acord in Airan's mind, memories in particular. Airan was already almost there, Hitsugaya's reiatsu was in the air, though it was faint, it was traceable. Using shunpo Airan tripled his pace in order to meet the captain before it was too late.

Landing only a few feet away, he noticed Captain Toushiro and his Lieutenant Rangiku along with a few other odd characters about them, he proceeded towards the group with caution as to where Akarui was. Upon closing the gap between himself and the captain, he noticed that what people have been saying is true, Captain Hitsugaya Toushiro was indeed short, as Airan looked at him right in the eye, he realized this was the very first time he has seen him. "Taicho! I am Division 3's, 3rd Seat, Airan Sutorin. The reason for my apperance is so that I can help further with your investigation of the Akarui case." Finishing what he was saying, Airan began to rose from the kneeling position he had took when speaking to Captain Toushiro. Looking around at the few shinigami that have gathered, he noticed one of them in particular that was completley different from the rest. This made Airan react in a hastened manner, quickly placing his hand on his Zanpakutou with a wide grin spreading across his face, ready to attack the Arrancar in front of him, before thinking to himself. ..Wait a minute..I thought that Akarui was supposed to be here? What is with this creature as well? Its body is odd, yet very human..no way it couldnt be!. Taking his hand off the weapon, Airan calmly spoke to the arrancar type of person in a soft tone. "You, red head..you wouldn't happen to be..Akarui??"

OOC: Sorry for the lateness. Snowstorm knocked my connection.

"Hmph." Akarui spat, first towards Sendo for the nickname of 'Hollow-chan', and then at Airan for not realizing it was her right that instant, which she considered much more severe of an offense. "I thought at least you of all people would recognize me, Airan-kun. I guess it seems everyone does want me dead." She was obviously making reference to the fact that he had almost pointed his blade at her. Her voice hinted ever so discreetly at depression, something only someone who truly knew her would catch, but for the most part she seemed like she was telling him off like a friend would. "I'm not a different person, you know. I'm still me... on the inside."

She jolted forward at full force, nearly plowing into Airan as something dealt her a heavy blow to the back. After regaining her composure, Akarui spun around to catch sight of the culprit, who waved her a seductive wave. "Now you two have been in different squads for a while, you two should catch up~." Rangiku exclaimed happily as she placed her hands on her hips. Akarui sweatdropped, before glancing at her captain whom had remained silent as everyone arrived, only nodding to acknowledge them. She never really could read what that boy was thinking like she could with most people. He was always so calm, so cool, so cold. With everyone as far as he could tell present, he began, with his arms crossed.

"Thank you all for taking the time to join this team. With the imminent threat of Aizen's attack, and with the nature of this mission, we truly appreciate your presence." His voice, per usual, lacked most emotion other than determination. It was a voice of great authority to everyone, and it demanded attention. "As you should all be aware, this unusual girl (Akarui's eye contact with the rest of the group broke at this point) is the 4th seat of my squad, Kodomo Akarui." He gestured to her, and carried on. "As you can tell, she is far from your usual Shinigami, and closely resembles an arrancar. If you have any issues with working with this type of person, I'd like you to leave now, as our mission involves hunting down the cause of her metamorphosis. To do so, we'll need to investigate many things, such as the gates of Hell. Once again, if you have any qualms with this, you may leave now."

Sendo cleared his throat, averting his gaze as he thought towards Akarui's words, 'No need to go overboard with the self-pity there.'

He drummed his fingers on the bone of Gaikotsu, leaning his weight on one leg to indicate that he wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. He was rather disappointed that Akarui had given him very little response towards his pet-name for her. Most people would flip out in anger, seeing as experiments conducted weren't usually pleasant, and it was never really a memory many people wanted to remember. Either way...

"So basically we're on a wild goose hunt to find a hollow that sinned in it's lifetime." Sendo said, unimpressed, preferring the idea of inventing something to summon the gates artificially, "So essentially, we'll only have a fraction of the time to study the gates." He sighed, and folded his arms. What he was most interested in, was what exactly would happen if Akarui was to undergo the transformation process that she obviously had gone through, again. Would she become a full-fledged hollow? Perhaps, she'd become a full-fledged hollow, simply with a concious state of mind?

Sendo looked to Hitsugaya with a bored look, "Regardless, I've no qualms. I've already made my promises that I will preform no further tests on Hollow-chan, so you can rest assured that she's quite safe from the scientific benefit on this mission."

Saru watched in silence as the other Shinigami greeted each other, ignoring his presence. That was okay though, it was better not to get too close to this team, for he was here to do what the others would not have the heart to do.

"These others seem to have a lot more emotional involvement in this mission than I do...This could be difficult if the situation arises where i need to react with force against the girl..." Saru thought to himself as he clicked his zanpaktou anxiously in and out of its sheath and scanning the group again, this time measuring their first impression appearances on strength. He looked at Captain Hitsugaya who had been talking in the background of his thoughts as he addressed the team that would be going on the mission.

Saru crouched low, balancing on his heels with his toes wiggling in the dirt while still fidgeting with his zanpaktou restlessly. He was no so used to standing still or being on flat ground for so long, it was just discomforting. He looked up and finally responded to Captain Hitsugaya.

"On behalf of squad 2 and Captain Soifon, you have my full support and backing, Captain Hitsugaya" Saru responded assuringly while putting forth his best official sounding voice. He really despised this part of any mission... the gathering and waiting to leave. After speaking he began bouncing anxiously then stood up again and stretched high into the air then returned his arm to the persistent clicking of his zanpaktou going in and out of the sheath. He looked around once again to see if anyone else was as ready to leave as he was.

"Hey, watch it there!" Airan tried to grab Akarui when it seemed as though she was going to charge into him for what he did, though it appeared she only stumbled so Airan let it be. Looking around at his current situaiton, he began to fold his hands into themselves, but not before feeling a sticky watery substance on his hand. "Guh, thats gross!" Airan was wiping off the spit on his hand which Akarui spat. It was obvious what he did was extremly offensive and hurtful towards her, he himself knew and looked at her. "Aky! You know I know I was just kidding around with the whole pull-my-sword-I-cut-you thing, right? With all the events that has happened its only right for me to be cautious once and awhile, right??" Laughing faintly and rubbing the back of his head, Airan was trying desperatly to redeem himself. "Besides" advancing on her and grabbing her hand, "We'd always be friends, no matter what, it's why im here right??" With a sly smirk, Airan released her hand letting what he said sink in.

Taking notice to the other shinigami, it seemed like everything was going to start moving in effect now. The average sized captain Hitsugaya Toushiro was giving his speech on the events that were just about to take place revolving around this new team. Once Toushiro started when he referred to Akarui as an "Unusual Girl", it made Airan scoff at his negligence towards her feelings. Simply brushing it off, Airan continued to listen to the captain's words. It was clear to him, and hopefully to all the others, Hitsugaya was being very serious and was not kidding around, though this matter was not as important to cover the betrayl of the captains. It was one that should be, and IS, duely noted as something that needs to be uncovered and explained. "Well Taichou, I have no problems with what you have been saying, when do we start?" Smiling at the thought of what could be in store for them in the realm of Hell.

OOC: I'm sorry that Archsage needed to "Oi" me to start this off. I am ashamed. *bows deeply in sorrow*

Hiso stared at the mismatched group. He knew from a few run-ins in the past that the one Akarui had scolded for referring to her as "Hollow-Chan" was in fact one of Mayuri's subordinates. He felt like groaning. Mayuri was quite possibly the most disgusting shinigami on the force, and he felt that the captain's unorthodox research methods were grotesque and quite inferior to those of Kisuke Urahara. Given the choice, he might have forgiven Urahara and invited him back to Seireiterei. But the choice was not his, and was not likely to ever be. As his mind wandered down this rabbit trail, he was startled as the new shinigami, who seemed to be of the bubbly, airheaded type, actuallt grasped the hand of the grotesque Akarui. It was hard for Hiso to conceal his revulsion. After all, he couldn't look at the girl without remembering the screeching laughter of hollows, the massive swarm of them, the fight against insurmountable odds followed by Bell's death...

The words of Characal repeated themselves in a sing-song tone to him. You want revenge, you want revenge, you want revenge...

Shut up, Hiso whispered mentally as he closed his eyes so as not to reveal the pained expression in them to his colleauges. Aloud, he turned to Airan and shook his head. "Don't get overexcited. We haven't even made contact with the enemy, and already you seem to be on edge. If you don't relax, you might end up jeapordizing this mission." His statement thus finished, he focused his gaze on Hitsugaya. "Captain, I'm ready to follow you into battle. I must ask you, however, why we are taking the girl with us. Clearly, her exposure to this place has changed her completely. What will happen to her with further exposure? Could it not result in a worse change?"