Post by l on Sept 5, 2009 0:08:01 GMT -4
Shinigami
Name: 獣心 Juushin[Brutal Heart]
Gender: Male
Age: Two Hundred, Ten
Division: 11th
Rank: 3rd Seat
Physical Description:
As it is demonstrated in the picture above, Juushin is man with black and yet silver hair, more precisely, a mixture of both. His hair, hooked with a bandage, is rather long and frenzy at the top, therefore the use of bandage which prevents the hair from falling onto the eyelids level. His skin is rather dark, not from African ethnic, but simple dusk. Possessing a tattoo in his left arm, having the figure of a wing. He dresses like a regular Shinigami, aside from wearing one single red glove in his right hand for the use of his Zanpakutou, along with an amulet in his waist.
Personality:
Womanizer: Although Juushin is focused on battle for the most part he is quite the womanizer, he likes to try and pick up women and just have one night stands with them. He doesn't care what Division they come from as long as they look good and can handle them, usually using lines and other pickup methods in order to get them into bed. He has never really been big on relationships but he has not yet met a decent girl either, so its possible he may get in one but until that time comes he continues to seduce as many women as he can and do as he pleases with them until the night is over. He then moves on to his next target letting the women go about their business and act like they never met.
Brutal: Juushin is a very brutal type of person, he doesn't care much for peoples feelings on the battlefield. He prefers to engage in the battle and just go, using any method he can to kill his opponent and doing it in the most gruesome way possible. He shows no mercy and if someone begs for their life he would rather kill them and end their pitiful lives then have them running around being weak, and disgracing whatever Division they may be from. If its an Arrancar then he'll kill them regardless and not give it a second thought, as long as they aren't pathetic and begging he'll give the Hollow a swift death.
Pottymouth: He is also the type to not really care what he says nor does he watch his mouth, he would rather sit there and yell out insults and swears than be one of those quiet individuals who focuses on the battle with all their might. He doesn't really care if its a woman either and will just swear his head off regardless of the situation or individual and this makes him hated more than others, but hes not exactly one to care either and usually ends up cussing them out anyways.
History:
Chapter One: The Experimental Warriors
They were a group of 'elite' Ninja's that were hidden away, there were only a select few who knew of them. They made themselves known to certain Kings and Emperor's, they were assassins hired for special jobs their men could not carry out. They were elite because of a special drug they had created, it was one that made them 'superhumans' but shortened their life span drastically. Most of these Warriors did not make it pass the age of twenty five, and if they did they were very lucky. This group called themselves Blackmist because of their nature, they were Ninja that wore black and used mist and fogs as their cover before they killed someone.
Each of these Ninja that were born had the drug injected into them at the age of one, from there they began special training. The training was nothing special at a young age, it was mostly any physical exercise they could handle and any mental stimulation. The real training didn't start until five years of age and that's when the warriors were truly born, the clan existed only to kill and that's what they would do. Their training was intense and some did not even survive it, those that did usually became great Ninja's and made their home very rich from their jobs. These children were born without names, and only given numbers to recognize them. They feared that the names would eventually lead other clans to their location and they would be killed off, so they kept hidden.
Chapter Two: Birth Of 012
He wasn't exactly a normal looking baby, the small amount of hair on his head as a baby was an odd grey color. His eyes even had black markings that striped down on his flesh giving him the appearance of a devil, the clan loved this of course and thought he would be one of the greatest warriors to live. It was half true, upon his first birthday the drugs were injected into his body and the effects starting taking. He wasn't sure what they were nor did he care, he was only a kid at this point and 012 was just enjoying it while he could. Whenever the mental stimulation and exercises were over he would just run around like a normal kid would, well as normal as being filled with superhuman drugs could get.
The drugs were never fully explained on how they work, but from bits and pieces gathered by other citizens they apparently lay dormant until a certain mental development occurred. They never questioned the doctors who injected such things so they just went on their way, and on 012's fourth birthday the training would begin. The training was so intense but it was meant to create the perfect assassins, those who did know of them revered them as some of the best assassin on the earth. They were incredibly fast, strong, and quiet but even in a clash they easily overpowered their enemies and got the job done one way or another.
Their physical bodies and minds were the first things to be trained, this was focused on for two years before the Ninja training began. It allowed their minds and bodies to work at an advanced level making it much easier to perform their duties, a four year old work at near a six or seven year olds capacity and it only increased as they aged. Their mental power stayed two to three years above their physical age, the Ninja training began at the age of six.
Now because of the strange hair and markings 012 had everyone thought he was a gift from the gods, that he would do what noone had ever done before. They gave him even more intense training than the rest and by the age of six he was working at a nine year olds mental power, and his physical body was detailed despite being young. He didn't mind though he was actually enjoying it, he didn't find it tiring by any means and would often ask to keep going even after the day was over.
Chapter Three: The Legend Continues
He continued to train and at nine years old he had his first kill, now usually this is not someone would expect but number 018 had been suspected as a traitor. He was about four years older than 012 and more experienced but he was able to out maneuver and actually kill 018 despite the experience, this only made the people believe he was a gift even more. He just paid them no mind, his first taste of blood gave him a hunger for it. He craved more and wanted to intensify his training, the elders gave it to him.
They had him working at a Veteran's level at just ten years old, he had performed multiple assassinations although most were just minor ones. They were unimportant people and more of a practice target than anything, but he was already an expert in using fog and mist. The training began to get more difficult but he shrugged it off like it was nothing, like he had been doing it his entire life. Well he had been but he was still young and had time to grow, he cared little about anything else except his training and his hunger for blood.
The missions and legacy would not last long though, 018 had not been the traitor afterall. They had killed the wrong man and it was actually number 021 that betrayed them, he had struck a deal with an outside Emperor that wanted the tribe wiped out. He had promised 021 much fame and fortune, and because of his jealousy of 012 and his greed he decided to bring them to their location.
Chapter Four: The Fall Of A God
It had been three years and now he was at the age of Thirteen, this would be his final year as a Blackmist. 021 had brought the Emperor and his army into the tribes hidden location and the battle took place, everyone was confident in 012 and thought he would bring them victory, although he killed many of the enemies he was struck down in battle. He was young but the tribe would always know him as a legend even though they were wiped out completely, 012 was only pissed due to not shedding enough blood but he began to wander as a plus.
It took five days before he was found by a Shinigami and sent to the Rukongai, one of the rougher areas to be exact. It was where he had made his home and began to 'take' over the area, forming a gang and surviving any way they could. He would steal food and beat anyone who tried to stop him, he wasn't the leader type but everyone feared him despite his young appearance. He hadn't known much about it but he had a high amount of reiatsu, it was an unusual amount but he had gone unnoticed by the Shinigami so far.
That's when it happened, he was asleep one night when out of nowhere something appeared. He could see a figure in his dreams but could not hear or see it, he just knew it was a male. He awoke with a start and from the dream his reiatsu began to overflow, creating his own Zanpakuto. He didn't know that it was apart of him at the time but knew it was a sword, that didn't bother at all. He had been with his gang for many years now and he had a sword, they feared him as it was but the sword was the important part. It would make anyone who came near him fear for their lives.
Chapter Five: A Student Once More
He had wanted more and even though he enjoyed leading a gang, it was time to move on. He left the group behind and began to wander Rukongai on his own, sword slung over his sword. It was unusually big and had no sheath, so he resorted to having it over his shoulder the entire time. He made sure to keep his stealing up and beating down anyone who tried to stop him, not that many could anyways due to him having a sword and the others having no weapons. This made things much easier but as time passed he ventured closer to the walls of the Seireitei, he would often stare at them wondering what was inside.
That wondering wouldn't last long though as a patrol group had been alerted to his theft and beatings, they wanted to subdue him but they were unseated Shinigami and he had easily overpowered them. The thing he didn't know was that they were going to recommend he be taken into the Shinigami's ranks and added to their roster. He was a strong Warrior and the training paid off, although he had no memory of his human life the training and abilities stayed.
It was only a week later that he was surrounded by stronger Shinigami and told he would be entering their ranks, he just shrugged it off and followed them. He had a hunger for blood and figured he would get it this way so he had no problems, though he didn't know he would have to go through a bunch of 'schooling' in order to get to the real fighting. He was entered into the academy and he was the only one in his class to have a self made Zanpakuto, giving him an edge over his other classmates. This was proven when he was put into more advanced classes due to his talents.
Chapter Six: School Is For The Weak
He hated the fact that he had to go through all these classes, and he hated Kidou even more. He was terrible with it and preferred to use his 'Ninja' like skills, they had changed and became more brutal as a Shinigami but he was still quick and strong. He began to ignore Kidou and focused on all the melee aspects of, easily beating any of his opponents in the swordsmanship classes. Even his instructors had taken notice of this and although his tactics were brutal, they couldn't control him so the best they could do was make sure he didn't kill them. That was fine with him, he didn't need to kill weak Shinigami anyways, his real challenge was Hollow and Arrancar.
The years passed and despite only being on his fifth year of the academy he managed to learn his Zanpakuto's name, he still didn't make much sense but after a Hollow exercise he decided to make himself known. It was as if the blood itself had drawn him out, and he soon learned the true name of the Zanpakuto was Zansatsusha, and he was just like he imagined it to be. He was just as brutal as himself and although he was crazy, he still told 012, or rather who the Zanpakuto spirit named Juushin, he still had two abilities to learn.
The Shikai was a permanent release due to his large amount of reiatsu so he just kept it over his shoulder as usual, but there was nothing else the academy could teach him. He had graduated from all his classes except Kidou a year early but he hated it anyways, so he was put into the Eleventh Division to fit his brutal nature. He loved it there due to his Captain being Kenpachi, he was just as crazy as himself so it was easy to relate to him. Although he was in the Division he still continued to train over the years, eventually learning about the two abilities and mastering them. This brought the complete mastery of his Shikai form with only two abilities.
Additional Info: N/A
General
Name: 惨殺者 Zansatsusha[Brutal Murderer
Spirit Description:Zansatsusha is a rather odd looking Zanpakuto spirit, he resembles an Inner Hollow except for a few differences. He is not a mirror of Juushin of course but his skin is pale white and even his eyes are yellow like a Hollow, though this is just because of his brutal nature and has no Hollow reiatsu what so ever. He wears what looks like a black robe, or multiple bandages all over his body that sway about at different areas giving off the look like hes falling apart. He has long black hair that flows down just between his shoulder blades and again spikes out in different areas, around his forehead is a greyish bandana that keeps the hair from his face.
Sealed:
Shikai N/A (Constant Release)
Activation Phrase: N/A (Constant Released)
Appearance: It´s on the pic above.
Abilities:
骨圧砕機 Hone Assaiki[Bone Grinder]: The first ability from his Shikai, seeing how his sword is two blades that are very close together while on the same hilt his weapon becomes extremely deadly.The two blades will begin to vibrate and move in opposite directions of one another much like a Chainsaw would, when this hits the target it will begin cleaving through the skin and bone leaving extremely hard to heal wounds, and even if they are healed they won't be healed properly. This ability can also manage to cut through a Zanpakuto if rank and reiatsu permits, this ability is activated on command by Juushin.
水銀中毒 Suigin Chuudoku[Mercury Poisoning]: The second ability for his Shikai which is a passive, what this passive does is when Juushin makes melee contact with his Zanpakuto whether its flesh or Zanpakuto the edge of the blade will release a Mercury that covers it increases the physical force of the attack by 5X, the next swing will increase it another 4X, and it will keep going until reaching 1X after five hits. It will then stay like that until the fight is over, this does not increase the weight of the blade however and feels the same for Juushin, thus not affecting him.
Bankai
Activation Phrase:
Appearance:
Abilities:
N/A - I don´t think the use of Kidou is permitted in the 11th Squad.
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Roleplay Sample:
With lethal intent, Juushin with obsidian eyes danced as his opponent bounced around before him. The shinigami had been sent on a rather simple mission to exterminate a lowly hollow from the city of Nara, though things had changed as the hollow that had once been thought week was actually an adjuchas class menos. The only reason Juushin could speculate that Soul Society had misjudged this creatures power level was that perhaps the creature had the ability to disquise his spiritual energy. Any reasonable shinigami would have called it in, but Juushin was a proud member of the Unstoppable 11th and nothing was going to keep him from facing this opponent.
"So, you'sa being mine ya?" The creature's voice squeaked with anticipation as if he believed the shinigami sent would be an easy meal. It wouldn't be to far fetched to believe that the hollow had masked his presence to an extent so that he may feed on an unskilled shinigami, though it would seem that Juushin was not such a lowly shinigami. It would be the last mistake the creature would ever make."You'sa to scarred to say anything'in I be seein'." Juushin had not responded to the Hollow, instead only focusing on the creatures movements. It stood a good eight feet tall, though it hunched bringing it down to his level. Wielding massive appendages, it surprised the shinigami that the menos could move so freely as it did.
With a quick jerk of his wrist, Kyouya whipped his zanpakuto at his opponent. In response, the adjuchas brought a forearm to meet with the blade producing a loud metallic sound as if sword met sword. "Won't be gettin' through this here shinigami, I bein' unpenetrable." The hollowed chuckled as he spoke as if to mock the shinigami for his assault. His arms crossing infront of his massive chest as to create a wall between him and Juushin. The shinigami fell back a few feet and stood silent for a moment. Raising his sword to his shoulder, the man smirked as if something big was about to happen. Then calmly the shinigami uttered..
"Disappear..."
The Hollow not aware of the liabilities, was not knowledgeable of Jyuushin´s Shikai, therefore, his fore arm being cut, unleashing greats amounts of blood as the hollow himself would grunt and scream with pain before Jyuushin, who firmly stood while revealing cold yet dark eyes to this one of many hollow´s who Jyuushin killed many, many time´s before.The end would come to the now small hollow which gave his life to face Jyuushin, with a normal and unbrutalized swing, the hollow´s pointless life would come to its end..
General Info
Name: 獣心 Juushin[Brutal Heart]
Gender: Male
Age: Two Hundred, Ten
Division: 11th
Rank: 3rd Seat
Physical Description:
As it is demonstrated in the picture above, Juushin is man with black and yet silver hair, more precisely, a mixture of both. His hair, hooked with a bandage, is rather long and frenzy at the top, therefore the use of bandage which prevents the hair from falling onto the eyelids level. His skin is rather dark, not from African ethnic, but simple dusk. Possessing a tattoo in his left arm, having the figure of a wing. He dresses like a regular Shinigami, aside from wearing one single red glove in his right hand for the use of his Zanpakutou, along with an amulet in his waist.
Personality:
Womanizer: Although Juushin is focused on battle for the most part he is quite the womanizer, he likes to try and pick up women and just have one night stands with them. He doesn't care what Division they come from as long as they look good and can handle them, usually using lines and other pickup methods in order to get them into bed. He has never really been big on relationships but he has not yet met a decent girl either, so its possible he may get in one but until that time comes he continues to seduce as many women as he can and do as he pleases with them until the night is over. He then moves on to his next target letting the women go about their business and act like they never met.
Brutal: Juushin is a very brutal type of person, he doesn't care much for peoples feelings on the battlefield. He prefers to engage in the battle and just go, using any method he can to kill his opponent and doing it in the most gruesome way possible. He shows no mercy and if someone begs for their life he would rather kill them and end their pitiful lives then have them running around being weak, and disgracing whatever Division they may be from. If its an Arrancar then he'll kill them regardless and not give it a second thought, as long as they aren't pathetic and begging he'll give the Hollow a swift death.
Pottymouth: He is also the type to not really care what he says nor does he watch his mouth, he would rather sit there and yell out insults and swears than be one of those quiet individuals who focuses on the battle with all their might. He doesn't really care if its a woman either and will just swear his head off regardless of the situation or individual and this makes him hated more than others, but hes not exactly one to care either and usually ends up cussing them out anyways.
History:
Chapter One: The Experimental Warriors
They were a group of 'elite' Ninja's that were hidden away, there were only a select few who knew of them. They made themselves known to certain Kings and Emperor's, they were assassins hired for special jobs their men could not carry out. They were elite because of a special drug they had created, it was one that made them 'superhumans' but shortened their life span drastically. Most of these Warriors did not make it pass the age of twenty five, and if they did they were very lucky. This group called themselves Blackmist because of their nature, they were Ninja that wore black and used mist and fogs as their cover before they killed someone.
Each of these Ninja that were born had the drug injected into them at the age of one, from there they began special training. The training was nothing special at a young age, it was mostly any physical exercise they could handle and any mental stimulation. The real training didn't start until five years of age and that's when the warriors were truly born, the clan existed only to kill and that's what they would do. Their training was intense and some did not even survive it, those that did usually became great Ninja's and made their home very rich from their jobs. These children were born without names, and only given numbers to recognize them. They feared that the names would eventually lead other clans to their location and they would be killed off, so they kept hidden.
Chapter Two: Birth Of 012
He wasn't exactly a normal looking baby, the small amount of hair on his head as a baby was an odd grey color. His eyes even had black markings that striped down on his flesh giving him the appearance of a devil, the clan loved this of course and thought he would be one of the greatest warriors to live. It was half true, upon his first birthday the drugs were injected into his body and the effects starting taking. He wasn't sure what they were nor did he care, he was only a kid at this point and 012 was just enjoying it while he could. Whenever the mental stimulation and exercises were over he would just run around like a normal kid would, well as normal as being filled with superhuman drugs could get.
The drugs were never fully explained on how they work, but from bits and pieces gathered by other citizens they apparently lay dormant until a certain mental development occurred. They never questioned the doctors who injected such things so they just went on their way, and on 012's fourth birthday the training would begin. The training was so intense but it was meant to create the perfect assassins, those who did know of them revered them as some of the best assassin on the earth. They were incredibly fast, strong, and quiet but even in a clash they easily overpowered their enemies and got the job done one way or another.
Their physical bodies and minds were the first things to be trained, this was focused on for two years before the Ninja training began. It allowed their minds and bodies to work at an advanced level making it much easier to perform their duties, a four year old work at near a six or seven year olds capacity and it only increased as they aged. Their mental power stayed two to three years above their physical age, the Ninja training began at the age of six.
Now because of the strange hair and markings 012 had everyone thought he was a gift from the gods, that he would do what noone had ever done before. They gave him even more intense training than the rest and by the age of six he was working at a nine year olds mental power, and his physical body was detailed despite being young. He didn't mind though he was actually enjoying it, he didn't find it tiring by any means and would often ask to keep going even after the day was over.
Chapter Three: The Legend Continues
He continued to train and at nine years old he had his first kill, now usually this is not someone would expect but number 018 had been suspected as a traitor. He was about four years older than 012 and more experienced but he was able to out maneuver and actually kill 018 despite the experience, this only made the people believe he was a gift even more. He just paid them no mind, his first taste of blood gave him a hunger for it. He craved more and wanted to intensify his training, the elders gave it to him.
They had him working at a Veteran's level at just ten years old, he had performed multiple assassinations although most were just minor ones. They were unimportant people and more of a practice target than anything, but he was already an expert in using fog and mist. The training began to get more difficult but he shrugged it off like it was nothing, like he had been doing it his entire life. Well he had been but he was still young and had time to grow, he cared little about anything else except his training and his hunger for blood.
The missions and legacy would not last long though, 018 had not been the traitor afterall. They had killed the wrong man and it was actually number 021 that betrayed them, he had struck a deal with an outside Emperor that wanted the tribe wiped out. He had promised 021 much fame and fortune, and because of his jealousy of 012 and his greed he decided to bring them to their location.
Chapter Four: The Fall Of A God
It had been three years and now he was at the age of Thirteen, this would be his final year as a Blackmist. 021 had brought the Emperor and his army into the tribes hidden location and the battle took place, everyone was confident in 012 and thought he would bring them victory, although he killed many of the enemies he was struck down in battle. He was young but the tribe would always know him as a legend even though they were wiped out completely, 012 was only pissed due to not shedding enough blood but he began to wander as a plus.
It took five days before he was found by a Shinigami and sent to the Rukongai, one of the rougher areas to be exact. It was where he had made his home and began to 'take' over the area, forming a gang and surviving any way they could. He would steal food and beat anyone who tried to stop him, he wasn't the leader type but everyone feared him despite his young appearance. He hadn't known much about it but he had a high amount of reiatsu, it was an unusual amount but he had gone unnoticed by the Shinigami so far.
That's when it happened, he was asleep one night when out of nowhere something appeared. He could see a figure in his dreams but could not hear or see it, he just knew it was a male. He awoke with a start and from the dream his reiatsu began to overflow, creating his own Zanpakuto. He didn't know that it was apart of him at the time but knew it was a sword, that didn't bother at all. He had been with his gang for many years now and he had a sword, they feared him as it was but the sword was the important part. It would make anyone who came near him fear for their lives.
Chapter Five: A Student Once More
He had wanted more and even though he enjoyed leading a gang, it was time to move on. He left the group behind and began to wander Rukongai on his own, sword slung over his sword. It was unusually big and had no sheath, so he resorted to having it over his shoulder the entire time. He made sure to keep his stealing up and beating down anyone who tried to stop him, not that many could anyways due to him having a sword and the others having no weapons. This made things much easier but as time passed he ventured closer to the walls of the Seireitei, he would often stare at them wondering what was inside.
That wondering wouldn't last long though as a patrol group had been alerted to his theft and beatings, they wanted to subdue him but they were unseated Shinigami and he had easily overpowered them. The thing he didn't know was that they were going to recommend he be taken into the Shinigami's ranks and added to their roster. He was a strong Warrior and the training paid off, although he had no memory of his human life the training and abilities stayed.
It was only a week later that he was surrounded by stronger Shinigami and told he would be entering their ranks, he just shrugged it off and followed them. He had a hunger for blood and figured he would get it this way so he had no problems, though he didn't know he would have to go through a bunch of 'schooling' in order to get to the real fighting. He was entered into the academy and he was the only one in his class to have a self made Zanpakuto, giving him an edge over his other classmates. This was proven when he was put into more advanced classes due to his talents.
Chapter Six: School Is For The Weak
He hated the fact that he had to go through all these classes, and he hated Kidou even more. He was terrible with it and preferred to use his 'Ninja' like skills, they had changed and became more brutal as a Shinigami but he was still quick and strong. He began to ignore Kidou and focused on all the melee aspects of, easily beating any of his opponents in the swordsmanship classes. Even his instructors had taken notice of this and although his tactics were brutal, they couldn't control him so the best they could do was make sure he didn't kill them. That was fine with him, he didn't need to kill weak Shinigami anyways, his real challenge was Hollow and Arrancar.
The years passed and despite only being on his fifth year of the academy he managed to learn his Zanpakuto's name, he still didn't make much sense but after a Hollow exercise he decided to make himself known. It was as if the blood itself had drawn him out, and he soon learned the true name of the Zanpakuto was Zansatsusha, and he was just like he imagined it to be. He was just as brutal as himself and although he was crazy, he still told 012, or rather who the Zanpakuto spirit named Juushin, he still had two abilities to learn.
The Shikai was a permanent release due to his large amount of reiatsu so he just kept it over his shoulder as usual, but there was nothing else the academy could teach him. He had graduated from all his classes except Kidou a year early but he hated it anyways, so he was put into the Eleventh Division to fit his brutal nature. He loved it there due to his Captain being Kenpachi, he was just as crazy as himself so it was easy to relate to him. Although he was in the Division he still continued to train over the years, eventually learning about the two abilities and mastering them. This brought the complete mastery of his Shikai form with only two abilities.
Additional Info: N/A
Zanpakuto
General
Name: 惨殺者 Zansatsusha[Brutal Murderer
Spirit Description:Zansatsusha is a rather odd looking Zanpakuto spirit, he resembles an Inner Hollow except for a few differences. He is not a mirror of Juushin of course but his skin is pale white and even his eyes are yellow like a Hollow, though this is just because of his brutal nature and has no Hollow reiatsu what so ever. He wears what looks like a black robe, or multiple bandages all over his body that sway about at different areas giving off the look like hes falling apart. He has long black hair that flows down just between his shoulder blades and again spikes out in different areas, around his forehead is a greyish bandana that keeps the hair from his face.
Sealed:
Shikai N/A (Constant Release)
Activation Phrase: N/A (Constant Released)
Appearance: It´s on the pic above.
Abilities:
骨圧砕機 Hone Assaiki[Bone Grinder]: The first ability from his Shikai, seeing how his sword is two blades that are very close together while on the same hilt his weapon becomes extremely deadly.The two blades will begin to vibrate and move in opposite directions of one another much like a Chainsaw would, when this hits the target it will begin cleaving through the skin and bone leaving extremely hard to heal wounds, and even if they are healed they won't be healed properly. This ability can also manage to cut through a Zanpakuto if rank and reiatsu permits, this ability is activated on command by Juushin.
水銀中毒 Suigin Chuudoku[Mercury Poisoning]: The second ability for his Shikai which is a passive, what this passive does is when Juushin makes melee contact with his Zanpakuto whether its flesh or Zanpakuto the edge of the blade will release a Mercury that covers it increases the physical force of the attack by 5X, the next swing will increase it another 4X, and it will keep going until reaching 1X after five hits. It will then stay like that until the fight is over, this does not increase the weight of the blade however and feels the same for Juushin, thus not affecting him.
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Activation Phrase:
Appearance:
Abilities:
Shinigami Techniques
N/A - I don´t think the use of Kidou is permitted in the 11th Squad.
Additional
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Roleplay Sample:
With lethal intent, Juushin with obsidian eyes danced as his opponent bounced around before him. The shinigami had been sent on a rather simple mission to exterminate a lowly hollow from the city of Nara, though things had changed as the hollow that had once been thought week was actually an adjuchas class menos. The only reason Juushin could speculate that Soul Society had misjudged this creatures power level was that perhaps the creature had the ability to disquise his spiritual energy. Any reasonable shinigami would have called it in, but Juushin was a proud member of the Unstoppable 11th and nothing was going to keep him from facing this opponent.
"So, you'sa being mine ya?" The creature's voice squeaked with anticipation as if he believed the shinigami sent would be an easy meal. It wouldn't be to far fetched to believe that the hollow had masked his presence to an extent so that he may feed on an unskilled shinigami, though it would seem that Juushin was not such a lowly shinigami. It would be the last mistake the creature would ever make."You'sa to scarred to say anything'in I be seein'." Juushin had not responded to the Hollow, instead only focusing on the creatures movements. It stood a good eight feet tall, though it hunched bringing it down to his level. Wielding massive appendages, it surprised the shinigami that the menos could move so freely as it did.
With a quick jerk of his wrist, Kyouya whipped his zanpakuto at his opponent. In response, the adjuchas brought a forearm to meet with the blade producing a loud metallic sound as if sword met sword. "Won't be gettin' through this here shinigami, I bein' unpenetrable." The hollowed chuckled as he spoke as if to mock the shinigami for his assault. His arms crossing infront of his massive chest as to create a wall between him and Juushin. The shinigami fell back a few feet and stood silent for a moment. Raising his sword to his shoulder, the man smirked as if something big was about to happen. Then calmly the shinigami uttered..
"Disappear..."
The Hollow not aware of the liabilities, was not knowledgeable of Jyuushin´s Shikai, therefore, his fore arm being cut, unleashing greats amounts of blood as the hollow himself would grunt and scream with pain before Jyuushin, who firmly stood while revealing cold yet dark eyes to this one of many hollow´s who Jyuushin killed many, many time´s before.The end would come to the now small hollow which gave his life to face Jyuushin, with a normal and unbrutalized swing, the hollow´s pointless life would come to its end..
