Rashir
Number of Posts : 27 Age : 29 Location : Albuquerque, NM Job/Interests : Aspiring musician/College freshman Quote : "The world is made of hawks and crows. The people who are crows stay on the ground and fight over food. Those who are hawks are beautiful, majestic, and soar over the rest. The crows take flight by taking the hawks to the ground, but a true hawk just keeps soaring." -My Beloved Mother Registration Date : 2010-05-08
| Subject: Rashir Chikara-Shinigami (Finished) Sat May 08, 2010 4:44 am | |
| Name: Rashir Chikara
Age: Appears to be seventeen. Total age is ninety-three.
Height: 6'3
Weight: 219 lb.
Gender: Male
Personality: In most situations, Rashir is calm and respects the feelings of those around him. But in the rare event that he is angry, he nearly loses consciousness and can rarely control himself.
Appearance: Rashir is a tall man with a slightly muscular build. He has light blonde hair and an earring in his left ear. One eye is red, the other grey and both appear glazed over as if he were dead. His skin is slightly tanned.
Sealed Zanpakutō: The entire sword is slightly longer than most, it is around four feet and five inches long. The color of the blade is black with a blood red edge. The hilt is silver with red waves intertwining on the surface. The hand-guard is a black metal in the design of two dragon wings. The sheath is white with designs of black flame on the sides.
Each character gets 60 skill points to assign to either:
Spirit power: 20
Speed: 15
Intelligence: 5
Fighting skill: 20
History/Background: Rashir's life before becoming a Shinigami was never great. He lived the life, if short, of a detached man, a man who trained himself to keep his emotion in check. Because of his anger, he had few friends. And what made it worse was that he could feel the emotions of many that he could not see. His sense for other's emotion amplified his own. Around the age of twelve, he began to hear screams and roars of those who's emotions he had felt for so long. Six years later, a scream of anger and pain intertwined was nearby. Rashir had never heard a scream like this before. He came upon what he thought was a man in great pain, but there was something wrong with this man, then he realized there was a hole through the man's chest. Then the man disappeared entirely, and another entity appeared and attacked him. His sight went dark. He had died at eighteen. When he awoke, Rashir's body felt heavy and numb. He looked up in front of him to see a man in a black kimono slash through the monster that had attacked him. Rashir felt something on his chest that made him heavier. there was a broken chain attached to him. The man in the strange attire had told him that he would be sent to a place where he could develop. Develop what? He wondered. Then the man touched the pommel of his sword to his forehead.
For sixty years he lived in the worst areas of Soul Society, as the other people here called it. For sixty years he wandered the poverty stricken cities and towns of this world, never aging. In the sixty-first year of his life there, the same man who sent him here had found him once again. He never learned the man's name. He only knew that the strange man had long, brown hair, and his eyes were stricken with kindness and pity. He said he was a Shinigami, a Soul Reaper. Then he sent Rashir to the Shinigami Academy. Within three and a half years, Rashir graduated as a Shinigami. This was now his eleventh year as a Shinigami, and he could sense change in his world.
Rp sample: Rashir had been assigned to watch over a small town in the real world for a small amount of time. He was not sure why they had placed him here, but he did not question his superiors. Then he felt a large pulse of reiatsu. There were at least twenty Hollow appearing at once. He fought with all his strength in order to save the town. He had killed twelve before they had touched a human in this town. As he found five more, he saw them devour a soul. All of his emotional control had disappeared. If there was one thing he could never forgive, it was someone's needless death. He regained his sanity too late. His body had fought with no skill, only rage. He found that he had defeated most of the Hollow, but he had a large gash half the length of his sword down his chest. He lay there, dying. Then more Shinigami arrived. The last he could remember was the rest of the Hollow being wiped out and being found by a Fourth Division healer. | |
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| Subject: Re: Rashir Chikara-Shinigami (Finished) Sat May 08, 2010 7:12 am | |
| Erm please bear in mind that everyone starts off as an Academy students and the admins will bump you up a rank as your rp progresses ^^ APPROVED
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