Post by Kairu Urahara on Jul 5, 2009 20:42:20 GMT -6
Name: Orphan Zennōsha
Age: 230
Gender Male
Orientation:Gilbert
Appearance:
Personality: Personality
Soothing, Calm, and Crystal clear. Perhaps the words best, and most often chosen when speaking of Orphan. Though young when alive, Orphan spoke with such assurance in his voice, he was capable of soothing even the most agitated of people. Often faced with the choices of both a child, and a warrior, Orphan has shown nothing but the ability to remain calm, no matter what the situation. And such is his innocence, he is said to be crystal clear- No stain or blemish upon his soul or personality capable of being seen.
Upon becoming a hollow, he would adapt a new persona. Orphan would be generally regarded as one of the most calm and level-headed members of the Menos class. His analytical nature present in battle where he would prefer to study the strengths and weaknesses of his opponents before devising a strategy of his own. He is often merciless to anyone that lacks respect for him, or whom he sees as a threat, a shift in his usually 'friendly' manner. Though an expert at his acting the calm being, deep within, Orphan is truly emotionless and sadistic.
Upon evolution unto Vasto Lorde, Orphan would adopt a nihilistic point of view concerning the world. He would find that, being of the strongest Hollow, the world had no point, no purpose.
Rank: 6th espada
Abilities: Name: Bala (Hollow Bullet)
Type: Offensive
Range: Long range
Description: A weaker but quicker alternative to regular cero blasts. The technique hardens the user's spiritual pressure and fires it at around twenty times the speed of a Cero.
Name: Cuchilla de la tierra (Earth Cleaver)
Type: Offensive
Range: Close
Description: This ability is limited to Arrancar. The Arrancar will load his/her dominant arm with Reiatsu, and alot of it. The Arrancar will then slam their fist into the ground, and release the reiatsu in a very explosive manner, creating a large and destructive pillar shooting through and above the ground. Espada will use less Reiatsu in using this move. The Pillar will go on for about ten meters in all directions width-wise, but the height and depth of the pillar depends entirely on the Reiatsu used.
Name: Protector de la tierra (Shield of the earth)
Type: Defensive
Range: Passive
Description: This move is limited to Arrancar. The Arrancar will shot their Reiatsu into the ground, and compress the earth beneath them into large and strong walls of rock, and shoot them up around himself/herself. These walls of rock are strengthened with Reiatsu and will take Reiatsu to hold. This move is intended for arrancar due to Reiatsu consumption.
Name: Repercursión
Type: Defensive
Range: Passive
Description: The Arrancar focuses a load of reiatsu into their Hierro, making it densely supercharged. This reiatsu can then reflect an incoming blow. For example, if a Zanpakutou tried to slice the designated Hierro, the reiatsu would force the Zanpakutou's force back on to the bearer, causing a severe amount of numbness and/or pain. The supercharged Hierro takes on a bright red color, making it fairly noticable. Note: This power uses up a lot of reiatsu. Depending on what type of Arrancar you are, you will be limited to the number of times you can use this technique.
Name: Trueno Poderoso (Mighty Thunder)
Type: Offensive
Range: Mid-range
Description: This ability is limited to Arrancar. The Arrancar will charge their arm with Reiatsu, and attract electrons to it. The Arrancar will then fire the stored Reiatsu and swarming electrons at an opponet, in the form of a bolt of thunder. This can be done with punches, snaps of the fingers, and other means. Espada will be able to use this easily and more quickly.
Sealed Zanpakutô:His zanpaktuo seam to be as small as an dagger the sheath is green and the hilt is wrapped in while silk. tuck in his espada clothes .
Release: Fear Lobos
Resurrección:
History:History
The miracle of birth. The act of a mother bringing a being, a child into the world. The act of giving life, balancing out the death that plagued the world. Maintaining the perfection of the cycle. A cycle that in all it's balance often caused unbalance. A cycle that in a very certain case, seemed to play the role of unfair. As was usual, every so often along the cycle, a travesty would occur. The birth of a small child came upon the same time the cycle was unmerciful. A life was brought into the world, and with its coming, a life was taken. After fifty six hours of labor, a small boy was born. Three weeks premature, weighing only three pounds four ounces,Orphan was born. But even as he announced his arrival with his first baby scream, his mother announced her departure with a painful shout.Orphan died, moments after her baby was placed in her arms, due to hemorrhaging.
It was an omen, though, his birth from death. His clan had long since the days of old foretold of the birth of a prodigal son. For the first year of Orphan life, his father cared for him more then he had ever cared for anything. He played the role of two parents, struggling to support himself and his child, while still being there for his clan. He would be treated as if he were the divine ruler of the entire universe. The time would come, though, that this care would no longer continue. At the age of one, precisely on his birthday, he was taken by the elders of the clan, and would already begin training. While all in his family had generally been artisans, Orphan would follow another path, that of the Onmyōji. Versed in the arts of Onmyōdō, the elders would bring to Orphan the finest training they could muster. For it had been prophesied that he who had been born unto the clan through death would be blessed with the gift to become the greatest Onmyōji in the land.
During his years as a child,Orphan spent his time learning everything he could about Onmyōdō. He also turned his attention to developing his own unique skills, quickly surpassing his tutors. During his training, he would be attacked, though, by a demon of sorts. Though it was not a true demon, in the sense of the word, it was a young man who was possessed by a hollow that had once killed a great Onmyōji. It had been the ancestor of Orphan, and because of this ancient bond, something was awakened within the young man in training. They were both young, and so the battle did not last long before they were both physically exhausted. Departing, the young hollow possessed man would leave a burning desire within Zennōsha.
Years would pass, Orphan having become more then any in the clan could have expected. He had been named personal Onmyōji to the Daimyō of the land they called home, divining as seen fit, vanquishing spirits as needed. The day would come when the hollow would return, intent on once again destroying the spirit of the ancestral Onmyōji. Orphan was prepared, though. Whereas before, this hollow posed a challenge to him, Orphan held the upper hand now, easily evading all attacks against him, and landing every attack he made. It was not so much that Orphan was stronger then this Hollow, but rather, his skills were so finely tuned, vanquishing the demon from the man's soul was nothing but childes play to Orphan. He would exorcise the hollow from the man's soul, only to find the man himself was a murder, killing Orphan the moment the hollow was fully removed from his body.
In death, he would not be alone. As he passed away, and found himself chained to an earthen limbo, he would find himself surrounded by spirits. Like him, they all had chains tethering them to their fates. His spiritual presence drew them to him, their arms reaching, grasping at him, begging for his help. The more that came, and the more that pulled, the more hatred Orphan began to feel. Within days of his death, the chain attached to his heart would be ripped from his body, and he would become that which he had vanquished during his life. Orphan, Onmyōji, master of Onmyōdo, prodigal son of an entire clan, personal Onmyōji to the Daimyō of a country- had become a hollow.
The first few years of his afterlife as a hollow would pass slowly. He fought the urges that came with his position. Each day would go by, and each day he would feel weak, as he hungered for the spirits that he had once sought to balance. Day by day, he would fight with himself, until he could hold back no longer. The first soul he devoured, the soul of a small child, whet his appetite. The taste of soul upon his tongue was gratifying. The next soul he ate brought color to his world. The soul after that bringing texture. Each soul after brought more and more into the world of his after life. It became an addiction, feeding upon the souls around him. He would begin to feed even when he was not hungry. Within a year, he had devoured a thousand souls throughout the regions of Japan. He would soon find himself breaking free from the world that he had once lived in, finding a new home in a desolate realm known as Heuco Mundo.
He would be drawn deep into a forest, other Hollow like himself abundant. He would feast day after day, week after week, month after month, year after year. Ten years of feeding upon other hollow would see a merger. Hundreds of Hollow including himself would merge into a Menos Gillian, the natural evolution of a Hollow. Because he had already been so strong before the merging, when it was complete, the Menos Gillian formed of Orphan would not be the same as the other Gillian. Zennōsha would be a dominant mind within the mass. His hunger would carry him forward. He would devour the Hollow that gathered before they could begin to merge as he had. His growing strength would draw other Gillian to him, subservient to his strength. He would devour the Gillian as he would the normal Hollow.
Three hundred years would see the presence of the Menos Gillian known as Orphan, eating his way through the ages. Thousands upon thousands, perhaps even hundreds of thousands fell to him. Gillian, normal Hollow, whatever crossed his path, he devoured. His body would change again, evolving as he outgrew the limitations of the Menos Gillian. He would become a Menos Adjuchas, his form becoming minuscule compared to that of hsi Menos Gillian form. His power, though, was so much more. He would enter the world of the living once more, continuing to feed as he felt. A new food would present itself, however. As he ate, he would be confronted by a grouping of souls calling themselves Shinigami. They fought with powers he found comparable to that of what he had known in life. He would dispatch them quickly, devouring them, adding their strength to his own.
He would develop a taste for Shinigami, making them the target of his urgings. He would devour large numbers of beings in a relative area, drawing Shinigami to him. They came by the tens, and twenties, hoping to be able to stop him. Each time he would nearly be beaten, but each time he would find a way to come out alive, victorious, and with a large meal. One hundred and eighty six years of devouring countless Shinigami would earn him the title of Death God Slayer, as well as a visit from a Taichō class Shinigami. He would be defeated, but would escape, fleeing to Heuco Mundo, anger flaring within him as he let a meal escape.
The next couple hundred years would be filled with feeding upon Adjuchas, Gillian, and Normal hollow alike. His thirst for power fueling him, his hunger for revenge driving his every action. He would make regular crossings over to the living world, feeding on those there, in order to maintain the attention of the Shinigami, in hopes of meeting with the Taichō once more. Thrice they would meet during the span of the couple hundred years, and thrice Orphan would lose, each time escaping just before a death blow would be dealt. He would eat, and eat, strengthening himself with each soul he devoured, until a fourth excursion into the human world, and a fourth meeting between Orphan and the Taichō. This meeting would see a swift defeat, the Taichō falling to his knees at the wrath of Zennōsha. Devouring the Shinigami Taichō, Orphan would return to Heuco Mundo, his last known location.
Upon becoming a Vasto Lorde, he would seek to join Aizen, in order to try to find a new purpose to life.
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Age: 230
Gender Male
Orientation:Gilbert
Appearance:
Personality: Personality
Soothing, Calm, and Crystal clear. Perhaps the words best, and most often chosen when speaking of Orphan. Though young when alive, Orphan spoke with such assurance in his voice, he was capable of soothing even the most agitated of people. Often faced with the choices of both a child, and a warrior, Orphan has shown nothing but the ability to remain calm, no matter what the situation. And such is his innocence, he is said to be crystal clear- No stain or blemish upon his soul or personality capable of being seen.
Upon becoming a hollow, he would adapt a new persona. Orphan would be generally regarded as one of the most calm and level-headed members of the Menos class. His analytical nature present in battle where he would prefer to study the strengths and weaknesses of his opponents before devising a strategy of his own. He is often merciless to anyone that lacks respect for him, or whom he sees as a threat, a shift in his usually 'friendly' manner. Though an expert at his acting the calm being, deep within, Orphan is truly emotionless and sadistic.
Upon evolution unto Vasto Lorde, Orphan would adopt a nihilistic point of view concerning the world. He would find that, being of the strongest Hollow, the world had no point, no purpose.
Rank: 6th espada
Abilities: Name: Bala (Hollow Bullet)
Type: Offensive
Range: Long range
Description: A weaker but quicker alternative to regular cero blasts. The technique hardens the user's spiritual pressure and fires it at around twenty times the speed of a Cero.
Name: Cuchilla de la tierra (Earth Cleaver)
Type: Offensive
Range: Close
Description: This ability is limited to Arrancar. The Arrancar will load his/her dominant arm with Reiatsu, and alot of it. The Arrancar will then slam their fist into the ground, and release the reiatsu in a very explosive manner, creating a large and destructive pillar shooting through and above the ground. Espada will use less Reiatsu in using this move. The Pillar will go on for about ten meters in all directions width-wise, but the height and depth of the pillar depends entirely on the Reiatsu used.
Name: Protector de la tierra (Shield of the earth)
Type: Defensive
Range: Passive
Description: This move is limited to Arrancar. The Arrancar will shot their Reiatsu into the ground, and compress the earth beneath them into large and strong walls of rock, and shoot them up around himself/herself. These walls of rock are strengthened with Reiatsu and will take Reiatsu to hold. This move is intended for arrancar due to Reiatsu consumption.
Name: Repercursión
Type: Defensive
Range: Passive
Description: The Arrancar focuses a load of reiatsu into their Hierro, making it densely supercharged. This reiatsu can then reflect an incoming blow. For example, if a Zanpakutou tried to slice the designated Hierro, the reiatsu would force the Zanpakutou's force back on to the bearer, causing a severe amount of numbness and/or pain. The supercharged Hierro takes on a bright red color, making it fairly noticable. Note: This power uses up a lot of reiatsu. Depending on what type of Arrancar you are, you will be limited to the number of times you can use this technique.
Name: Trueno Poderoso (Mighty Thunder)
Type: Offensive
Range: Mid-range
Description: This ability is limited to Arrancar. The Arrancar will charge their arm with Reiatsu, and attract electrons to it. The Arrancar will then fire the stored Reiatsu and swarming electrons at an opponet, in the form of a bolt of thunder. This can be done with punches, snaps of the fingers, and other means. Espada will be able to use this easily and more quickly.
Sealed Zanpakutô:His zanpaktuo seam to be as small as an dagger the sheath is green and the hilt is wrapped in while silk. tuck in his espada clothes .
Release: Fear Lobos
Resurrección:
History:History
The miracle of birth. The act of a mother bringing a being, a child into the world. The act of giving life, balancing out the death that plagued the world. Maintaining the perfection of the cycle. A cycle that in all it's balance often caused unbalance. A cycle that in a very certain case, seemed to play the role of unfair. As was usual, every so often along the cycle, a travesty would occur. The birth of a small child came upon the same time the cycle was unmerciful. A life was brought into the world, and with its coming, a life was taken. After fifty six hours of labor, a small boy was born. Three weeks premature, weighing only three pounds four ounces,Orphan was born. But even as he announced his arrival with his first baby scream, his mother announced her departure with a painful shout.Orphan died, moments after her baby was placed in her arms, due to hemorrhaging.
It was an omen, though, his birth from death. His clan had long since the days of old foretold of the birth of a prodigal son. For the first year of Orphan life, his father cared for him more then he had ever cared for anything. He played the role of two parents, struggling to support himself and his child, while still being there for his clan. He would be treated as if he were the divine ruler of the entire universe. The time would come, though, that this care would no longer continue. At the age of one, precisely on his birthday, he was taken by the elders of the clan, and would already begin training. While all in his family had generally been artisans, Orphan would follow another path, that of the Onmyōji. Versed in the arts of Onmyōdō, the elders would bring to Orphan the finest training they could muster. For it had been prophesied that he who had been born unto the clan through death would be blessed with the gift to become the greatest Onmyōji in the land.
During his years as a child,Orphan spent his time learning everything he could about Onmyōdō. He also turned his attention to developing his own unique skills, quickly surpassing his tutors. During his training, he would be attacked, though, by a demon of sorts. Though it was not a true demon, in the sense of the word, it was a young man who was possessed by a hollow that had once killed a great Onmyōji. It had been the ancestor of Orphan, and because of this ancient bond, something was awakened within the young man in training. They were both young, and so the battle did not last long before they were both physically exhausted. Departing, the young hollow possessed man would leave a burning desire within Zennōsha.
Years would pass, Orphan having become more then any in the clan could have expected. He had been named personal Onmyōji to the Daimyō of the land they called home, divining as seen fit, vanquishing spirits as needed. The day would come when the hollow would return, intent on once again destroying the spirit of the ancestral Onmyōji. Orphan was prepared, though. Whereas before, this hollow posed a challenge to him, Orphan held the upper hand now, easily evading all attacks against him, and landing every attack he made. It was not so much that Orphan was stronger then this Hollow, but rather, his skills were so finely tuned, vanquishing the demon from the man's soul was nothing but childes play to Orphan. He would exorcise the hollow from the man's soul, only to find the man himself was a murder, killing Orphan the moment the hollow was fully removed from his body.
In death, he would not be alone. As he passed away, and found himself chained to an earthen limbo, he would find himself surrounded by spirits. Like him, they all had chains tethering them to their fates. His spiritual presence drew them to him, their arms reaching, grasping at him, begging for his help. The more that came, and the more that pulled, the more hatred Orphan began to feel. Within days of his death, the chain attached to his heart would be ripped from his body, and he would become that which he had vanquished during his life. Orphan, Onmyōji, master of Onmyōdo, prodigal son of an entire clan, personal Onmyōji to the Daimyō of a country- had become a hollow.
The first few years of his afterlife as a hollow would pass slowly. He fought the urges that came with his position. Each day would go by, and each day he would feel weak, as he hungered for the spirits that he had once sought to balance. Day by day, he would fight with himself, until he could hold back no longer. The first soul he devoured, the soul of a small child, whet his appetite. The taste of soul upon his tongue was gratifying. The next soul he ate brought color to his world. The soul after that bringing texture. Each soul after brought more and more into the world of his after life. It became an addiction, feeding upon the souls around him. He would begin to feed even when he was not hungry. Within a year, he had devoured a thousand souls throughout the regions of Japan. He would soon find himself breaking free from the world that he had once lived in, finding a new home in a desolate realm known as Heuco Mundo.
He would be drawn deep into a forest, other Hollow like himself abundant. He would feast day after day, week after week, month after month, year after year. Ten years of feeding upon other hollow would see a merger. Hundreds of Hollow including himself would merge into a Menos Gillian, the natural evolution of a Hollow. Because he had already been so strong before the merging, when it was complete, the Menos Gillian formed of Orphan would not be the same as the other Gillian. Zennōsha would be a dominant mind within the mass. His hunger would carry him forward. He would devour the Hollow that gathered before they could begin to merge as he had. His growing strength would draw other Gillian to him, subservient to his strength. He would devour the Gillian as he would the normal Hollow.
Three hundred years would see the presence of the Menos Gillian known as Orphan, eating his way through the ages. Thousands upon thousands, perhaps even hundreds of thousands fell to him. Gillian, normal Hollow, whatever crossed his path, he devoured. His body would change again, evolving as he outgrew the limitations of the Menos Gillian. He would become a Menos Adjuchas, his form becoming minuscule compared to that of hsi Menos Gillian form. His power, though, was so much more. He would enter the world of the living once more, continuing to feed as he felt. A new food would present itself, however. As he ate, he would be confronted by a grouping of souls calling themselves Shinigami. They fought with powers he found comparable to that of what he had known in life. He would dispatch them quickly, devouring them, adding their strength to his own.
He would develop a taste for Shinigami, making them the target of his urgings. He would devour large numbers of beings in a relative area, drawing Shinigami to him. They came by the tens, and twenties, hoping to be able to stop him. Each time he would nearly be beaten, but each time he would find a way to come out alive, victorious, and with a large meal. One hundred and eighty six years of devouring countless Shinigami would earn him the title of Death God Slayer, as well as a visit from a Taichō class Shinigami. He would be defeated, but would escape, fleeing to Heuco Mundo, anger flaring within him as he let a meal escape.
The next couple hundred years would be filled with feeding upon Adjuchas, Gillian, and Normal hollow alike. His thirst for power fueling him, his hunger for revenge driving his every action. He would make regular crossings over to the living world, feeding on those there, in order to maintain the attention of the Shinigami, in hopes of meeting with the Taichō once more. Thrice they would meet during the span of the couple hundred years, and thrice Orphan would lose, each time escaping just before a death blow would be dealt. He would eat, and eat, strengthening himself with each soul he devoured, until a fourth excursion into the human world, and a fourth meeting between Orphan and the Taichō. This meeting would see a swift defeat, the Taichō falling to his knees at the wrath of Zennōsha. Devouring the Shinigami Taichō, Orphan would return to Heuco Mundo, his last known location.
Upon becoming a Vasto Lorde, he would seek to join Aizen, in order to try to find a new purpose to life.
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