Sakon Ikeda - Shinigami

Name: Sakon Ikeda
Age: 21 (appears)
Height: 5' 3"
Weight: 130 lbs.
Gender: Male

Personality: Sakon is laid back. He likes to relax in the shade when things get dull. He prefers to hang out with others his own age and joke around. Sakon is calm and cool. He doesn't like losing his head, so he avoids confrontations and overall annoyances. Though this is true, he does enjoy sparring and usually comes out on top.

Sakon also has an intellectual side that is masked by his lack of speech. In short, he doesn't like talking. He will comment on something if he feels the need but he feels that communication, unless important, is a waste of time.

Appearance: Sakon wears a sleeveless black top instead of the traditional Shinigami robes. The story behind it isn't all too mysterious, he simply ripped off his sleeves one day when it got a little to hot. He has a set of stitches under his left eye that signify his death in the Real World, a memory to remind him of his mistakes. Most see him as "cool", "mysterious", or sometimes even the "bad boy" type.

Sakon has light grey hair and a similarly colored hat. A red bandanna is worn under his hat that kind of breaks away from his normal brown, black, and grey theme. His eyes are brown and his skin is light pale, making it easy for him to blend into the surroundings more easily.

In the Real World, Sakon trades his black top for a brown jacket and wrist-wrap. To anyone else he appears as the normal every day teenager.

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Sealed Zanpakutō : Sakon has a sleek, silver katana measuring about 28" in blade length. The hilt has a ripple pattern on it with a small engraving of a wolf's head at the guard.

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History/Background: Sakon lived in Tokyo with his father. His mother left when he was three and never looked back. He didn't care though, it's not like he really knew her. Besides, life was fine just the way it was. He went to high school just like any other teenager, and hung out after school like anyone else as well.

Sakon loved watching horror flicks, particularly ones involving werewolves. Wolves were his favorite animal. He used to draw them all the time when he was younger but as he grew older he started dating and his interests changed. Driving and fixing cars became a new hobby for him, though he did deck out his ride with wolf decals and fur seats. The girls liked it of course...

When Sakon turned 18 he when out to celebrate with some guys. They got a little drunk and decided to go out and race their cars, Sakon of course agreed. It was a dark night, the moon was full yet it didn't penetrate the dark outskirts of Tokyo, nothing but empty streets around... Sakon was in first, his car howling like a ferocious beast. He saw his buddy Takun coming up fast, too fast...

He hit a patch of water, his car spun out of control... It slammed into Sakon's car and pinned him against a nearby building... That was the last time he drove a car...

Each character gets 60 skill points to assign to either:

Spirit power: 11

Speed: 18

Intelligence: 14

Fighting skill: 17

Rp sample: Two days... It had been two days since he'd seen any sign of the hallow he'd been tracking. Sakon had just about given up his search for the creature that had attacked his friend Keiji. A hollow that had feasted upon the soul of a Shinigami was dangerous. Unless some one took care of the problem, more and more people were going to die.

The night air stilled. The outskirts of Tokyo were quite ominous on nights like these, the only sound that broke through the silence was the roaring of a car engine that was heading his way. Sakon turned to see a pair of headlights burst from the darkness and fly towards him like a bat out of hell. Tires screeched as the driver took the sharp turn at what must've been at least a hundred miles an hour. He watched as the vehicle raced towards him at speeds uncontrollable by even the best of drivers.

Sakon knew that the driver couldn't harm him, though he did wish he'd slow down even if to save his own life... He shook his head as the car began to pick up even more speed, walking away from the street Sakon heard the sound of a child giggling. It was a small boy, about five years of age. The boy had a round blue ball that he was chasing towards the road. Sakon glanced towards the racer and then back at the boy, there wouldn't be time to slow down even if the driver saw him. He dashed forwards and pulled out his zanpakuto, jumping in front of the vehicle and slashing at its hood.

The car stopped with such incredible force that the car was shredded into pieces, blood splattered the inner windshield and the horn blared for all to hear. Sakon turned to see that the boy was no longer there, no ball and no sound of childish laughter. A light clinking noise emanated from nearby, a small figure with a chain attached to his chest smiled at him and disappeared into an alleyway...