Post by cantorregno on Jul 9, 2009 14:51:36 GMT -6
Shinigami Template
Name: Karma
Gender: Male
Rank:
*Division: 13
*Seat: Vice Captain
Personality:
Karma is the principled, and the idealistic type. He is very conscientious and ethical, with a strong sense of right and wrong. He is always striving to improve things, but afraid of making a mistake. Well-organized, orderly and fastidious, he tries to maintain high standards, but can easily slip into being critical and perfectionist. At his best: wise, discerning, realistic and noble. Can be morally heroic.
Karma is adaptable, success-oriented type. He is self-assured and attractive. Ambitious, competent and energetic. He is diplomatic and poised, but can also be overly concerned with his image and what others think of him. At his best: self-accepting, authentic, everything he seems to be—role models who inspire others.
Karma is the introspective, romantic type. He is self-aware, sensitive, and reserved. He is emotionally honest, creative and personal, but can also be moody and self-conscious. Withholding himself from others due to feeling vulnerable and defective, he can also feel disdainful and exempt from ordinary ways of living. At his best: inspired and highly creative, he is able to renew himself and transform his experiences.
Karma is the perceptive, cerebral type. He is alert, insightful, and curious. He is able to concentrate and focus on developing complex ideas and skills. Independent, innovative, and inventive, he can also become preoccupied with his thoughts and imaginary constructs. He becomes detached, yet high-strung and intense. At his best: visionary pioneers, often ahead of his time, and able to see the world in an entirely new way.
Karma is the committed, security-oriented type. He is reliable, hard-working, responsible, and trustworthy. Excellent ‘troubleshooter’, he foresees problems and foster cooperation but can also become defensive, evasive, and anxious—running on stress while complaining about it. He can be cautious and indecisive, but also reactive, defiant and rebellious. At his best: internally stable and self- reliant, courageously championing himself and others.
Karma is the busy, productive type. He is extroverted, optimistic, versatile and spontaneous. Playful, high-spirited and practical, he can also misapply his many talents, becoming over-extended, scattered and undisciplined. He constantly seeks new and exciting experiences, but can become distracted and exhausted by staying on the go. At his best: he focuses his talents on worthwhile goals, becoming appreciative, joyous, and satisfied.
Karma is the powerful, aggressive type. He is self-confident, strong and assertive. Protective, resourceful, straight-talking and decisive, but can also be egocentric and domineering. He feels he must control his environment, especially people, sometimes becoming confrontational and intimidating. He typically has problems with his temper and with allowing himself to be vulnerable. At his best: self-mastering, he uses his strength to improve others’ lives, becoming heroic, magnanimous, and inspiring.
Karma is all about a peaceful environment. He is very justful and never commits a wrong deed. Looking out for everyone he cares for and taking out all those who disturb peace, he can also become a 'control freak' He sees that everyone should do what is right, and all those who don't need to be erased from the world. At his best, a very caring and trustworthy friend but very vengeful foe.
Appearance:
Hair:
Overall, Karma's hair is a dark blue color, but his hair has multiple layers throughout. His bangs lie right on top of his eyebrows except for the middle piece of hair, it falls down below his eyes, but is not in the way of his sight. The next layer is right about his bangs. This part of his hair sticks out on the sides. The roots of this part of his hair stick up from the head, and when the rest of his hair falls out to the side, they look like blue, angelic wings on top of his head and falling slightly into his face. The next layer of his hair, and also the last, is basically the body of it. From where the second layer is, this part falls. It goes all the way to the back of his head and falls down his back, around mid-back. Karma keeps this part in a ponytail, so it is not loose and won't fly everywhere in the wind.
Face:
Shape:
The overall shape of Karma's face is that of a normal face. It is mainly round like a circle, but as it comes down to his chin, it forms a point much like an upside down triangle with a rounded base.
Eyes:
Karma's eyes are evenly spaced out, symmetric with the rest of his body. His eyes are hazel, giving them a yellowish-brown tint to them, at least when he is calm. The color change in his eyes depends solely on his mood. When Karma is angered by an injustice they turn bright, almost blood red. When his eyes turn this color, you had better watch out. When Karma is happy, his eyes turn green, much like the normal green color in the eye. His eyes are usually this color when he is having fun. The final base color of his eyes is blue. The only time they are blue is when he is sad or depressed. This rarely happens, and if it does it is for a short second and they immediately turn to the bright red color from anger of having to be sad.
Clothing:
Gigai:
When Karma is in his gigai, he wears the clothes of the normal civilian that lives planet Earth. He wears a white button-up shirt with the top few buttons, unbuttoned, revealing part of his chest. The collar of his shirt is popped up, covering most of his neck. Around his neck he wears a necklace with a silver cross that hangs down on his chest. Karma wears black pants that are skin tight. Finally, Karma wears a dark blue to almost black over coat. It is just a normal jacket. Long sleeves, goes down to his waist. It resembles the fashion of a biker, leather jacket. This jacket has a little attachment cape sort of thing. It has straps hanging down from this. The tail of the cape falls all the way down his legs. On Karma's hands, he wears dark grey gloves with finger cut-outs.
Normal Shinigami:
Karma wears the normal shinigami outfit. The black top, the black bottoms, the white belt around his waist, even the regular shinigami sandals on his feet. But in attempts to stand out, he has a few changes to his uniform. Karma still wears his fingerless gloves with his shinigami outfit and his necklace as well. Karma's top is a little torn up from the fights he has been in. He refuses to get them fixed because it shows how many battles he was in, and how many he came out alive in.
Zanpakutô Spirit:
They are the symbol of Karma. They are both eating each other as a sign of “what goes around, comes around” They live in a place just like any other sly snake would, the grassy planes. They slither around the grass planes undetected. The name of the dark snake is Urobos, snake of ration, while the name of the lighter snake is Ouroboros, snake of compassion. They are twin brothers, and much like brothers, they are constantly fighting and rough-housing. They are always in an eternal battle to prove who the better snake is. When they manifest themselves to Karma, they are like the angel and devil that appear on your shoulder. One tells you to do one thing, while the other tells you to do the other. They NEVER agree on anything, and this is the main reason they fight each other. Karma is the one who keeps them balanced. He is the voice of reason to the brothers who are always bickering back and forth, so Karma gives a third opinion to decide who is right.
Sealed Zanpakutô :
The handle of the zanpakuto is that of a King Cobra’s head, rearing back to attack. The eyes of the snake’s head are Rubies, making it rather hypnotic to those who peer into it’s eyes. The rest of the handle was made to resemble the Cobra’s scaly skin. The hand guard is on the small side. It is the King Cobra’s full body, wrapping around it in a decorative way. The sheathe is a shiny black color, at the bottom and top of it there are golden snakes encrusted upon it.
Shikai Description:
Together:
When Karma speaks the release for his shikai, his zanpakuto curls up into this form. The golden Cobras all over the sword turn into the handle part of the blade, and obviously, the blade of the sealed is the blade of the shikai. The blade takes this form to resemble the symbol of Urobos and Ouroboros (the picture above). While the chakram is together, Karma can throw the sword like a boomerang. Even if it misses the opponent, it will come back to him.
Apart:
At whim, Karma is able to split apart his chakram into two separate blades to fight with. Their petite appearance allows Karma to move in a more agile fashion than having a giant shikai. When they are apart, Karma loses the ability to throw it like a boomerang, due to the shape of the two individually. Karma is able to pull them apart and put it back together whenever he pleases.
Release:
Retrieve my Vendetta, Urobos and Ouroboros.
Bankai:
Appearance:
When Karma calls upon his Bankai, a cloud of smoke forms around him, shielding himself in a camouflage, and a seemingly painful urge takes over his body. He falls to his knees, his head down on the ground. He cringes with pain, his body is changing. His eyes widen up, then the pupils turn to slits and the whites of his eye turn to a dark yellow. He grows scales where his skin used to be, making it harder to be punctured by a sword, and his hands and feet become claws, shredding his shoes and gloves. As the cloud of smoke disappears, Karma is now a reptilic creature with a whole new attire. He has armor bestowed upon him by the twin snake brothers. Around his waste, he wears a belt which its buckle is the symbol of the snake twins. (the picture of them above)
Powers:
On top of the change in appearance and the hardened scaly skin, Karma gains a few powers. Karma has lost his zanpakuto, for now he has his claws. He has become abnormally strong, strong enough to lift giant boulders with one hand. His hand-to-hand combat skills increase. Because he is now reptilic, that means he is cold-blooded and will slow down in cold weather. Ice-type zanpakuto are his weakness. But strength and claws is not all that he gains. Karma gains the ability of, well, karma. Whenever someone attacks him, whether it is a slash, just a punch or a kick. Whatever it is, if he is in his bankai, his opponent feels the pain as well. They do not get the physical sign of the pain, like a cut or blood, but they feel the pain just as much as Karma does. However, Karma begins to become weak with each attack, just like anyone would, and even though his oponent feels it, he tries not to use this ability. He wishes to hurt them with his bare hands.
History/Background:
Not much is known about Karma's life as a human on earth, before he died. After he died and came to soul society he grew up on the streets alone in the Rukongai district. When he finally came of age, he began to feel different. He was now able to control his spirit energy. But he was not able to control very well, seeing as how he had no training for it at all. When he became angered, he would get a rush of spiritual pressure, knocking down others who did not have strong reiatsu. After realizing his abilities, he was sent to the Shinigami Academy by a friend of his. There, he was trained to control his reiatsu and was finally given his zonpakuto. He trained day and night with the zanpakuto trying to be better than the rest. He trained well with using the kidou powers. He is able to use each of them successfully with out the incantation now. When he finally graduated from the academy, Karma took his place in the 13th squad, working his way up to Vice Captain after many years of training.
But, before we get back to his present life, we must look at what he did and how he became the Vice Captain of the 13th squad. After graduating from the academy, he, of course, was very low ranked within the squad. Being so weak displeased Karma, forcing him to work harder and become stronger through the ranks. He trained night and day, rain or shine. One day, while he was in the forest training, years after graduating the academy, Karma heard voices speak to him. He did not know where it came from, or who they were. All of a sudden, he was in a different dimension. He appeared in a grassy plains, the wind flowing threw his hair and rippling through the blades of grass on the ground. The two snakes spirits slithered up to him, and rose up on their bellies to eye level with him. They spoke with Karma, and challenged him to push himself to his limit. Karma came out victorious, and Urobos and Ouroboros saw him worthy to weild his shika. They spoke their name to him. Now having the ability to use his shikai, he quickly rose through the ranks, proving his strength to others in his squad. Years after learning to control his Shikai, and its powers, Karma obtained the power to use his bankai. Karma trained with his bankai there after, practicing to fully control it. Being recognized now after achieving it, he was moved up to the rank of Vice Captaincy.
Roleplay Sample:
Kenta merely watched all the attacks that came at him. The water coffin, the lightning strike. Kenta, however, was not to worried about the attacks. As they struck his body, he was only left with a few scratches. His hair was now hanging down, he no longer had it put up like horns. He was dripping wet. "Well now," he said. "This will never do." Kenta let out a rush of wind, finally revealing his true power to them all. The wind rushed and swirled around him rapidly, drying him off. He then focused the wind's spiral in his hair, and put it back up. "Much better." he said smiling. "I wouldn't dare kill you all looking so awful." he spoke, wiping off his sleeves. He looked over and saw everyone who was now releasing their swords. "Good, Good." He spoke. "Get your hopes up, I love it when they do that. Makes killing you all more satisfying, not only crushing your bones, but your hope of defeating me." Kenta looked over to see the dark mist appear. He did not budge, he did not look worried. He saw the dark, mysterious woman appear and kill of the other woman. "Well..." he looked intrigued now. "It seems we have another who wishes to join in my excitement." Kenta allowed her to help, he knew that there were even too many for him to handle. "Now then, LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTED!" Another gust of wind formed near Kenta. He held his hands out as two swords began to manifest themselves. Kenta looked over at a foolish man was now lunging at him. "Humph!" Kenta glared. "You think 3 attacks at once can stop me?" Kenta began to laugh. He watched the man grow closer and closer along with his attacks. Kenta just stood there, or so it seemed. The attacks went right through him once again. There was laughter coming from far off where the attacks were being made on him. He was walking closer and closer. "Pathetic fool, sneak attacks won't work." He slashed the air with his right blade, and then his left. Blades flew through the air, inching closer and closer to the man who had just attacked.
"Damn it. He's become even more powerful now with this new person coming into the picture." Karma spoke, almost to himself. He knew he would have to act fast. Karma looked over as someone began to attack him head on. A flash of red and a flash of blue were heading toward Kenta at the same time along with the man who shot them. Karma knew this would never work. And from the site of it, it didn't. Kenta was now standing far from where the attacks were to collide. He saw the blades of wind flying at the nameless man. "You see now?" Karma spoke turning back to the group. "We need to follow plan, one person is not enough for him." Karma looked at Kenta again. "Okay, commence the operation." With those words spoken, Karma disappeared and was now setting up in his position. He was hoping the others did not mess the plan up. Karma was out of Kenta's site now, standing behind him, slightly, and 100 feet away.
Kenta looked out of the corner of his eye, toward the direction of Karma. "Humph!" Kenta expressed. "You think you can go behind me and expect me not to know?" Kenta turned rapidly, swinging both of his blades at the same time, increasing their speed drastically compared to the first two he shot at the nameless man. Karma stood there, in shock, watching the blades fly closer and closer to him. He was paralyzed by this site. Kenta had caught him off guard. The wind blades flew right through Karma. "Foolish shinigami." Kenta laughed as he walked over to the 3 piece corpse now. Karma's head was no longer attached to his body, and his torso had separated from his legs. Karma was now hovering over the body. "There goes the last shimmer of light for the rest of these infidels" Kenta squatted down and ran his finger through the blood, pouring out of the body. Kenta stood back up, blood dripping from his fingers. He stuck his tongue out and licked the blood off of his fingers. He always tasted the blood of his opponent after victory. It was like his trophy. When he finished cleaning his fingers off of the crimson residue, he turned to the others. "Who's blood will be the next to slide down my throat?" Kenta's smile grew. This fight was like a feast for him. No, Kenta was not a vampire, but he enjoyed the taste of blood just like one.
Kenta wanted to cause more torment in these poor, innocent souls. The whites of his eyes began to turn a dark yellow. The pupils turned pitch black, much like his soul. Kenta let the wind sword in his right hand disappear as he lifted his hand up into the air. Spirit particles gathered to that area bit by bit, forming his hollow mask. It was the color of any hollow mask, white. Three horns grew from the top right of the mask, the next one smaller than the one before, going up to the top. The left side had a black fire emblem, rising up into the horns, circling the eye hole of the mask. The bottom of the mask was jaw-less. There were jagged teeth that hung down below. The mask left Kenta's chin showing as he put it on his face. He now looked even more demonic than before. He darted his face to look right at the groups of people, huddling around, planning. Manifesting the sword in his right hand back, he swung the swords again as wind blades flew out toward the groups. Knowing that one to each group would not be enough, he swung them back the other way, shooting one to each group more. There were now two air blades flying at each group of people huddled together. Kenta bursted out hysterically with laughter as he watched the blades approach the groups.
Kenta stood, hovering over the now rotting corpse of what used to be Karma. He saw the soccer ball roll and hit his foot, and a young child following closely behind. Kenta's eyes glistened as he stared at the boy. He peered at him through the two eye sockets of the mask. He began to smile, even though no one could see it. But it was not a smile of happiness, but a sinister smile of contempt. Kenta raised his sword manifested from the wind, and right as he was about to swing down on the child, he saw one of the members of the Amenoukashi heading right at him, in what he could only assume was an attack. Kenta looked at a different direction and he saw Reiha being attacked by another member of the same organization. From the other side, someone else attacking out of nowhere. And peering to the sky, he saw the foolish shinigami coming in for another attack. A blast of thought popped into Kenta's mind. Kill the kid, kill the ame, save Reiha, kill the two shinigami. Kenta knew that not even he himself was fast enough to do all of this.
With a fury of gusting wind, Kenta flew at Reiha, dodging the incoming threats and allowing the small boy to be saved from danger. He did not care much to kill the poor boy, but he needed Reiha for further uses. Kenta, now combining the speed of his shunpo, the speed burst from the wind, and his enhanced speed gained from the mask, and he tackled Reiha, bursting through the flames, using a small vortex of wind to shield him from the heat, and moving her out of the way of the vicious swing that would have befallen her if he had not done so. Instead of coming out with gashes, she would now just come out with a few bruises. Kenta moved Reiha far from the reach of the amenoukashi member. Kenta knew that he was the only real threat here after seeing his power. Quickly, he ran back to the battle field. His clothes were charred and smoking now from the flames. "I'm your only battle now." Kenta said to everyone. A rush of reiatsu grew around him as dark clouds began to form in the sky. The park grew dark, the clouds blocked out the sun. Sparks of lightning channeling through the clouds lit up the cloud for a split second, followed by the loud crack of thunder. Kenta's eyes were now glowing in the darkness, making him look even more sinister. "Now, you feel the full power of my zanpakuto" Kenta said, his voice was now deeper. He raised his hand and held it high above his head. Kenta smashed his hand to the ground, kneeling. A burst of light flew from the sky and struck the ground at the same time as his hand, lighting the sky up once again, but quickly fading back into the darkness, just like all light ends up doing at one point or another.
Kenta slowly stood back up. "This is where I kill you all" Kenta said as his hands began to glow a bright red. He held both hands out to his side, as red orbs began to grow in them, particle by particle. Kenta looked over at the foolish boy who dared try and attack him with electricity. "You will die first." He said, turning his body. "Cero." He said calmly, as he placed the base of each hand together, holding them horizontally. The two glowing, red orbs formed together as it shot out a blast of red light. Kenta was no fool, he knew that this would not be enough to finish him off. He formed a vortex of wind around the red beam, forming a sharp drill like effect at the tip of the cero. Raising his hand one more time, he brought it down, but not all the way to the ground, once again. The bolt began to swirl along with the wind.
"Don't think I've forgotten about you." he said, turning to the next shinigami with the mirror image. "You are next" He said with a cynical laugh. He slowly raised his right arm, the hand gently lagging behind as he brought it up with a snap. "Farewell" He laughed as wind began to spin around the tip of his finger. The speed of the wind grew faster and faster, soon causing friction and sending out sparks. "It has been fun." He spoke, shooting out a small bolt of electricity, flying right for Methias' heart, surely a fatal hit if it struck. Kenta was now laughing sadisticly. He turned to face Shizuru and the other member of the ame standing next to her. "You think you can protect them now?" He said manifesting his swords again. "Here is your last chance to run." He said as began to float up into the sky. Kenta could now see the battle field clearly. "Go run and get more reinforcements or your fate will be the same as his." Kenta said pointing down to the remains of Karma's body with his sword. Kenta then grasped both blades in one hand. With his other hand, he swept it across his body in front of him. A gust of wind with hurricane speeds began to blow. Trees began to be uprooted and debris was flying through the air. A giant tree was flying right for Shizuru.
"Now you." Kenta said turning to look down at the man who attacked Reiha. The winds he had conjured up had put out the flames that were surrounding him. He grasped his sword and once again had one in each hand. He swung them with extraordinary speed and power, sending air blades right at the man. They were relentless, two by two they were being sent out towards Veral. Kenta stopped swinging and lowered himself to the ground. "You... You will not escape me..." Kenta looked at Reiha who was far off from the battle field now. He signaled her to come back. He wanted her to enjoy in the pleasure of killing this man. Kenta was now panting from the excessive surges of power now being sent towards everyone. He had not used everything, he still had the stamina to keep fighting. Kenta waited for Reiha to return to his side before continuing his attacks.
Name: Karma
Gender: Male
Rank:
*Division: 13
*Seat: Vice Captain
Personality:
Karma is the principled, and the idealistic type. He is very conscientious and ethical, with a strong sense of right and wrong. He is always striving to improve things, but afraid of making a mistake. Well-organized, orderly and fastidious, he tries to maintain high standards, but can easily slip into being critical and perfectionist. At his best: wise, discerning, realistic and noble. Can be morally heroic.
Karma is adaptable, success-oriented type. He is self-assured and attractive. Ambitious, competent and energetic. He is diplomatic and poised, but can also be overly concerned with his image and what others think of him. At his best: self-accepting, authentic, everything he seems to be—role models who inspire others.
Karma is the introspective, romantic type. He is self-aware, sensitive, and reserved. He is emotionally honest, creative and personal, but can also be moody and self-conscious. Withholding himself from others due to feeling vulnerable and defective, he can also feel disdainful and exempt from ordinary ways of living. At his best: inspired and highly creative, he is able to renew himself and transform his experiences.
Karma is the perceptive, cerebral type. He is alert, insightful, and curious. He is able to concentrate and focus on developing complex ideas and skills. Independent, innovative, and inventive, he can also become preoccupied with his thoughts and imaginary constructs. He becomes detached, yet high-strung and intense. At his best: visionary pioneers, often ahead of his time, and able to see the world in an entirely new way.
Karma is the committed, security-oriented type. He is reliable, hard-working, responsible, and trustworthy. Excellent ‘troubleshooter’, he foresees problems and foster cooperation but can also become defensive, evasive, and anxious—running on stress while complaining about it. He can be cautious and indecisive, but also reactive, defiant and rebellious. At his best: internally stable and self- reliant, courageously championing himself and others.
Karma is the busy, productive type. He is extroverted, optimistic, versatile and spontaneous. Playful, high-spirited and practical, he can also misapply his many talents, becoming over-extended, scattered and undisciplined. He constantly seeks new and exciting experiences, but can become distracted and exhausted by staying on the go. At his best: he focuses his talents on worthwhile goals, becoming appreciative, joyous, and satisfied.
Karma is the powerful, aggressive type. He is self-confident, strong and assertive. Protective, resourceful, straight-talking and decisive, but can also be egocentric and domineering. He feels he must control his environment, especially people, sometimes becoming confrontational and intimidating. He typically has problems with his temper and with allowing himself to be vulnerable. At his best: self-mastering, he uses his strength to improve others’ lives, becoming heroic, magnanimous, and inspiring.
Karma is all about a peaceful environment. He is very justful and never commits a wrong deed. Looking out for everyone he cares for and taking out all those who disturb peace, he can also become a 'control freak' He sees that everyone should do what is right, and all those who don't need to be erased from the world. At his best, a very caring and trustworthy friend but very vengeful foe.
Appearance:
Hair:
Overall, Karma's hair is a dark blue color, but his hair has multiple layers throughout. His bangs lie right on top of his eyebrows except for the middle piece of hair, it falls down below his eyes, but is not in the way of his sight. The next layer is right about his bangs. This part of his hair sticks out on the sides. The roots of this part of his hair stick up from the head, and when the rest of his hair falls out to the side, they look like blue, angelic wings on top of his head and falling slightly into his face. The next layer of his hair, and also the last, is basically the body of it. From where the second layer is, this part falls. It goes all the way to the back of his head and falls down his back, around mid-back. Karma keeps this part in a ponytail, so it is not loose and won't fly everywhere in the wind.
Face:
Shape:
The overall shape of Karma's face is that of a normal face. It is mainly round like a circle, but as it comes down to his chin, it forms a point much like an upside down triangle with a rounded base.
Eyes:
Karma's eyes are evenly spaced out, symmetric with the rest of his body. His eyes are hazel, giving them a yellowish-brown tint to them, at least when he is calm. The color change in his eyes depends solely on his mood. When Karma is angered by an injustice they turn bright, almost blood red. When his eyes turn this color, you had better watch out. When Karma is happy, his eyes turn green, much like the normal green color in the eye. His eyes are usually this color when he is having fun. The final base color of his eyes is blue. The only time they are blue is when he is sad or depressed. This rarely happens, and if it does it is for a short second and they immediately turn to the bright red color from anger of having to be sad.
Clothing:
Gigai:
When Karma is in his gigai, he wears the clothes of the normal civilian that lives planet Earth. He wears a white button-up shirt with the top few buttons, unbuttoned, revealing part of his chest. The collar of his shirt is popped up, covering most of his neck. Around his neck he wears a necklace with a silver cross that hangs down on his chest. Karma wears black pants that are skin tight. Finally, Karma wears a dark blue to almost black over coat. It is just a normal jacket. Long sleeves, goes down to his waist. It resembles the fashion of a biker, leather jacket. This jacket has a little attachment cape sort of thing. It has straps hanging down from this. The tail of the cape falls all the way down his legs. On Karma's hands, he wears dark grey gloves with finger cut-outs.
Normal Shinigami:
Karma wears the normal shinigami outfit. The black top, the black bottoms, the white belt around his waist, even the regular shinigami sandals on his feet. But in attempts to stand out, he has a few changes to his uniform. Karma still wears his fingerless gloves with his shinigami outfit and his necklace as well. Karma's top is a little torn up from the fights he has been in. He refuses to get them fixed because it shows how many battles he was in, and how many he came out alive in.
Zanpakutô Spirit:
They are the symbol of Karma. They are both eating each other as a sign of “what goes around, comes around” They live in a place just like any other sly snake would, the grassy planes. They slither around the grass planes undetected. The name of the dark snake is Urobos, snake of ration, while the name of the lighter snake is Ouroboros, snake of compassion. They are twin brothers, and much like brothers, they are constantly fighting and rough-housing. They are always in an eternal battle to prove who the better snake is. When they manifest themselves to Karma, they are like the angel and devil that appear on your shoulder. One tells you to do one thing, while the other tells you to do the other. They NEVER agree on anything, and this is the main reason they fight each other. Karma is the one who keeps them balanced. He is the voice of reason to the brothers who are always bickering back and forth, so Karma gives a third opinion to decide who is right.
Sealed Zanpakutô :
The handle of the zanpakuto is that of a King Cobra’s head, rearing back to attack. The eyes of the snake’s head are Rubies, making it rather hypnotic to those who peer into it’s eyes. The rest of the handle was made to resemble the Cobra’s scaly skin. The hand guard is on the small side. It is the King Cobra’s full body, wrapping around it in a decorative way. The sheathe is a shiny black color, at the bottom and top of it there are golden snakes encrusted upon it.
Shikai Description:
Together:
When Karma speaks the release for his shikai, his zanpakuto curls up into this form. The golden Cobras all over the sword turn into the handle part of the blade, and obviously, the blade of the sealed is the blade of the shikai. The blade takes this form to resemble the symbol of Urobos and Ouroboros (the picture above). While the chakram is together, Karma can throw the sword like a boomerang. Even if it misses the opponent, it will come back to him.
Apart:
At whim, Karma is able to split apart his chakram into two separate blades to fight with. Their petite appearance allows Karma to move in a more agile fashion than having a giant shikai. When they are apart, Karma loses the ability to throw it like a boomerang, due to the shape of the two individually. Karma is able to pull them apart and put it back together whenever he pleases.
Release:
Retrieve my Vendetta, Urobos and Ouroboros.
Bankai:
Appearance:
When Karma calls upon his Bankai, a cloud of smoke forms around him, shielding himself in a camouflage, and a seemingly painful urge takes over his body. He falls to his knees, his head down on the ground. He cringes with pain, his body is changing. His eyes widen up, then the pupils turn to slits and the whites of his eye turn to a dark yellow. He grows scales where his skin used to be, making it harder to be punctured by a sword, and his hands and feet become claws, shredding his shoes and gloves. As the cloud of smoke disappears, Karma is now a reptilic creature with a whole new attire. He has armor bestowed upon him by the twin snake brothers. Around his waste, he wears a belt which its buckle is the symbol of the snake twins. (the picture of them above)
Powers:
On top of the change in appearance and the hardened scaly skin, Karma gains a few powers. Karma has lost his zanpakuto, for now he has his claws. He has become abnormally strong, strong enough to lift giant boulders with one hand. His hand-to-hand combat skills increase. Because he is now reptilic, that means he is cold-blooded and will slow down in cold weather. Ice-type zanpakuto are his weakness. But strength and claws is not all that he gains. Karma gains the ability of, well, karma. Whenever someone attacks him, whether it is a slash, just a punch or a kick. Whatever it is, if he is in his bankai, his opponent feels the pain as well. They do not get the physical sign of the pain, like a cut or blood, but they feel the pain just as much as Karma does. However, Karma begins to become weak with each attack, just like anyone would, and even though his oponent feels it, he tries not to use this ability. He wishes to hurt them with his bare hands.
History/Background:
Not much is known about Karma's life as a human on earth, before he died. After he died and came to soul society he grew up on the streets alone in the Rukongai district. When he finally came of age, he began to feel different. He was now able to control his spirit energy. But he was not able to control very well, seeing as how he had no training for it at all. When he became angered, he would get a rush of spiritual pressure, knocking down others who did not have strong reiatsu. After realizing his abilities, he was sent to the Shinigami Academy by a friend of his. There, he was trained to control his reiatsu and was finally given his zonpakuto. He trained day and night with the zanpakuto trying to be better than the rest. He trained well with using the kidou powers. He is able to use each of them successfully with out the incantation now. When he finally graduated from the academy, Karma took his place in the 13th squad, working his way up to Vice Captain after many years of training.
But, before we get back to his present life, we must look at what he did and how he became the Vice Captain of the 13th squad. After graduating from the academy, he, of course, was very low ranked within the squad. Being so weak displeased Karma, forcing him to work harder and become stronger through the ranks. He trained night and day, rain or shine. One day, while he was in the forest training, years after graduating the academy, Karma heard voices speak to him. He did not know where it came from, or who they were. All of a sudden, he was in a different dimension. He appeared in a grassy plains, the wind flowing threw his hair and rippling through the blades of grass on the ground. The two snakes spirits slithered up to him, and rose up on their bellies to eye level with him. They spoke with Karma, and challenged him to push himself to his limit. Karma came out victorious, and Urobos and Ouroboros saw him worthy to weild his shika. They spoke their name to him. Now having the ability to use his shikai, he quickly rose through the ranks, proving his strength to others in his squad. Years after learning to control his Shikai, and its powers, Karma obtained the power to use his bankai. Karma trained with his bankai there after, practicing to fully control it. Being recognized now after achieving it, he was moved up to the rank of Vice Captaincy.
Roleplay Sample:
Kenta merely watched all the attacks that came at him. The water coffin, the lightning strike. Kenta, however, was not to worried about the attacks. As they struck his body, he was only left with a few scratches. His hair was now hanging down, he no longer had it put up like horns. He was dripping wet. "Well now," he said. "This will never do." Kenta let out a rush of wind, finally revealing his true power to them all. The wind rushed and swirled around him rapidly, drying him off. He then focused the wind's spiral in his hair, and put it back up. "Much better." he said smiling. "I wouldn't dare kill you all looking so awful." he spoke, wiping off his sleeves. He looked over and saw everyone who was now releasing their swords. "Good, Good." He spoke. "Get your hopes up, I love it when they do that. Makes killing you all more satisfying, not only crushing your bones, but your hope of defeating me." Kenta looked over to see the dark mist appear. He did not budge, he did not look worried. He saw the dark, mysterious woman appear and kill of the other woman. "Well..." he looked intrigued now. "It seems we have another who wishes to join in my excitement." Kenta allowed her to help, he knew that there were even too many for him to handle. "Now then, LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTED!" Another gust of wind formed near Kenta. He held his hands out as two swords began to manifest themselves. Kenta looked over at a foolish man was now lunging at him. "Humph!" Kenta glared. "You think 3 attacks at once can stop me?" Kenta began to laugh. He watched the man grow closer and closer along with his attacks. Kenta just stood there, or so it seemed. The attacks went right through him once again. There was laughter coming from far off where the attacks were being made on him. He was walking closer and closer. "Pathetic fool, sneak attacks won't work." He slashed the air with his right blade, and then his left. Blades flew through the air, inching closer and closer to the man who had just attacked.
"Damn it. He's become even more powerful now with this new person coming into the picture." Karma spoke, almost to himself. He knew he would have to act fast. Karma looked over as someone began to attack him head on. A flash of red and a flash of blue were heading toward Kenta at the same time along with the man who shot them. Karma knew this would never work. And from the site of it, it didn't. Kenta was now standing far from where the attacks were to collide. He saw the blades of wind flying at the nameless man. "You see now?" Karma spoke turning back to the group. "We need to follow plan, one person is not enough for him." Karma looked at Kenta again. "Okay, commence the operation." With those words spoken, Karma disappeared and was now setting up in his position. He was hoping the others did not mess the plan up. Karma was out of Kenta's site now, standing behind him, slightly, and 100 feet away.
Kenta looked out of the corner of his eye, toward the direction of Karma. "Humph!" Kenta expressed. "You think you can go behind me and expect me not to know?" Kenta turned rapidly, swinging both of his blades at the same time, increasing their speed drastically compared to the first two he shot at the nameless man. Karma stood there, in shock, watching the blades fly closer and closer to him. He was paralyzed by this site. Kenta had caught him off guard. The wind blades flew right through Karma. "Foolish shinigami." Kenta laughed as he walked over to the 3 piece corpse now. Karma's head was no longer attached to his body, and his torso had separated from his legs. Karma was now hovering over the body. "There goes the last shimmer of light for the rest of these infidels" Kenta squatted down and ran his finger through the blood, pouring out of the body. Kenta stood back up, blood dripping from his fingers. He stuck his tongue out and licked the blood off of his fingers. He always tasted the blood of his opponent after victory. It was like his trophy. When he finished cleaning his fingers off of the crimson residue, he turned to the others. "Who's blood will be the next to slide down my throat?" Kenta's smile grew. This fight was like a feast for him. No, Kenta was not a vampire, but he enjoyed the taste of blood just like one.
Kenta wanted to cause more torment in these poor, innocent souls. The whites of his eyes began to turn a dark yellow. The pupils turned pitch black, much like his soul. Kenta let the wind sword in his right hand disappear as he lifted his hand up into the air. Spirit particles gathered to that area bit by bit, forming his hollow mask. It was the color of any hollow mask, white. Three horns grew from the top right of the mask, the next one smaller than the one before, going up to the top. The left side had a black fire emblem, rising up into the horns, circling the eye hole of the mask. The bottom of the mask was jaw-less. There were jagged teeth that hung down below. The mask left Kenta's chin showing as he put it on his face. He now looked even more demonic than before. He darted his face to look right at the groups of people, huddling around, planning. Manifesting the sword in his right hand back, he swung the swords again as wind blades flew out toward the groups. Knowing that one to each group would not be enough, he swung them back the other way, shooting one to each group more. There were now two air blades flying at each group of people huddled together. Kenta bursted out hysterically with laughter as he watched the blades approach the groups.
Kenta stood, hovering over the now rotting corpse of what used to be Karma. He saw the soccer ball roll and hit his foot, and a young child following closely behind. Kenta's eyes glistened as he stared at the boy. He peered at him through the two eye sockets of the mask. He began to smile, even though no one could see it. But it was not a smile of happiness, but a sinister smile of contempt. Kenta raised his sword manifested from the wind, and right as he was about to swing down on the child, he saw one of the members of the Amenoukashi heading right at him, in what he could only assume was an attack. Kenta looked at a different direction and he saw Reiha being attacked by another member of the same organization. From the other side, someone else attacking out of nowhere. And peering to the sky, he saw the foolish shinigami coming in for another attack. A blast of thought popped into Kenta's mind. Kill the kid, kill the ame, save Reiha, kill the two shinigami. Kenta knew that not even he himself was fast enough to do all of this.
With a fury of gusting wind, Kenta flew at Reiha, dodging the incoming threats and allowing the small boy to be saved from danger. He did not care much to kill the poor boy, but he needed Reiha for further uses. Kenta, now combining the speed of his shunpo, the speed burst from the wind, and his enhanced speed gained from the mask, and he tackled Reiha, bursting through the flames, using a small vortex of wind to shield him from the heat, and moving her out of the way of the vicious swing that would have befallen her if he had not done so. Instead of coming out with gashes, she would now just come out with a few bruises. Kenta moved Reiha far from the reach of the amenoukashi member. Kenta knew that he was the only real threat here after seeing his power. Quickly, he ran back to the battle field. His clothes were charred and smoking now from the flames. "I'm your only battle now." Kenta said to everyone. A rush of reiatsu grew around him as dark clouds began to form in the sky. The park grew dark, the clouds blocked out the sun. Sparks of lightning channeling through the clouds lit up the cloud for a split second, followed by the loud crack of thunder. Kenta's eyes were now glowing in the darkness, making him look even more sinister. "Now, you feel the full power of my zanpakuto" Kenta said, his voice was now deeper. He raised his hand and held it high above his head. Kenta smashed his hand to the ground, kneeling. A burst of light flew from the sky and struck the ground at the same time as his hand, lighting the sky up once again, but quickly fading back into the darkness, just like all light ends up doing at one point or another.
Kenta slowly stood back up. "This is where I kill you all" Kenta said as his hands began to glow a bright red. He held both hands out to his side, as red orbs began to grow in them, particle by particle. Kenta looked over at the foolish boy who dared try and attack him with electricity. "You will die first." He said, turning his body. "Cero." He said calmly, as he placed the base of each hand together, holding them horizontally. The two glowing, red orbs formed together as it shot out a blast of red light. Kenta was no fool, he knew that this would not be enough to finish him off. He formed a vortex of wind around the red beam, forming a sharp drill like effect at the tip of the cero. Raising his hand one more time, he brought it down, but not all the way to the ground, once again. The bolt began to swirl along with the wind.
"Don't think I've forgotten about you." he said, turning to the next shinigami with the mirror image. "You are next" He said with a cynical laugh. He slowly raised his right arm, the hand gently lagging behind as he brought it up with a snap. "Farewell" He laughed as wind began to spin around the tip of his finger. The speed of the wind grew faster and faster, soon causing friction and sending out sparks. "It has been fun." He spoke, shooting out a small bolt of electricity, flying right for Methias' heart, surely a fatal hit if it struck. Kenta was now laughing sadisticly. He turned to face Shizuru and the other member of the ame standing next to her. "You think you can protect them now?" He said manifesting his swords again. "Here is your last chance to run." He said as began to float up into the sky. Kenta could now see the battle field clearly. "Go run and get more reinforcements or your fate will be the same as his." Kenta said pointing down to the remains of Karma's body with his sword. Kenta then grasped both blades in one hand. With his other hand, he swept it across his body in front of him. A gust of wind with hurricane speeds began to blow. Trees began to be uprooted and debris was flying through the air. A giant tree was flying right for Shizuru.
"Now you." Kenta said turning to look down at the man who attacked Reiha. The winds he had conjured up had put out the flames that were surrounding him. He grasped his sword and once again had one in each hand. He swung them with extraordinary speed and power, sending air blades right at the man. They were relentless, two by two they were being sent out towards Veral. Kenta stopped swinging and lowered himself to the ground. "You... You will not escape me..." Kenta looked at Reiha who was far off from the battle field now. He signaled her to come back. He wanted her to enjoy in the pleasure of killing this man. Kenta was now panting from the excessive surges of power now being sent towards everyone. He had not used everything, he still had the stamina to keep fighting. Kenta waited for Reiha to return to his side before continuing his attacks.