Name: Saroki(First) Kanime(Last)
Age: 15 as a human, 21 as a shinigami
Height: 5'1ft
Weight: 89lbs
Gender: Female
Personality: Saroki is a bit rebellious, she usually doesn't take orders from anyone unless they are either loved ones or higher ranked officers, she won't take any crap from anyone, usually as punishment she will beat the hell out of the person, or accidently kill them. She is casually scolded by her many Sensei's, most shinigami avoid her at all costs, giveing her a infamous title. Saroki usually insults and beat up on the people that she like the most, which is usually the reason why she has few friends. Saroki is a powerhouse, she will do anything it takes to fulfill her goals, training and gaining power, it's what she does best.
Saroki can be loveing and caring on rare occasions, she can even put her own life on the line for someone, for her resting is rare, she usually spends her time training, and when she isn't training she is taking on missions. And in bwetween those two things she wanders around doing absolutely nothing. It comes to the point where the medical district has to order Saroki to stay in bed and rest, which is embaressing enough for Saroki, anybody that has the same personality as Saroki is in danger, especially if they talk to Saroki, cause that will start a disaster. It's like throwing gasoline onto a fire.
Appearance: Slim yet athletic, short orange hair that falls a little over her eyes. Unnatural purple eyes, medium length legs. Retains the look of a normal child.
Sealed Zanpakutō : Her sealed Zanpakuto is in the form of a black katana, the blade itself is barbed with hundreds
of smaller blades, the end of the handle has a chain hooked to it about 1ft long, at the end of the chain is a sharp
crescent hook, though the chain is actually retractable, for example if she were to jump over you she could drop the
chain and the hook would stab you and then drag you to her where she would deliver the killing blow, her Zanpakuto
is very deadly, it has a few flaws, but nothing to really hinder it's destructive ability, the Zanpakuto stands out usually
because of the hook on the end of the handle.
History/Background: The blinding light...The cold sensation of air running down her lungs...The water that surrounded her had disappeared, what was happening? Confusion set in as her un-developed brain tryed to make sense of it all...The once warm and dark cacoon she was in had vanished, and the cold bitter reality showed itself...A soul had finally hatched from it's seemingly never ending coma-like stage, the two parents, mother and father, shed tears of joy as they knew their child had been born with no complications...Soon, they named the child, her name was Saroki. Within a few months Saroki already started to grasp the basics of reality, she understood actions and reactions, she understood emotions and logic, she understood giveing and takeing. The strange and wonderous world was still, just waiting to be explored.......Years past, but Saroki seemed to never go outside, something was wrong. Her parents didn't want her to go outside, they wher extremely protective, but, maybe TOO protective...
Saroki was kept indoors, she was schooled at home, playing took place indoors, she never really got to make friends, as opportunity was nearly impossible to find. Years past, and eventually, when Saroki had her fifteenth birthday, her parents let her go to a public school, things started to turn around, Saroki finally got to explore the world around her, staying inside all that time made her extremely poor in socializing. But she still found friends, even though things started to turn around, everything cloappsed like a house of cards, both of her parents wher murdered. Saroki was at the park with her friends, and when she came home, she found both of her parents dead on the floor in a puddle of blood... Saroki never understood violence well, she didn't understand why anyone would hurt another person. stupidity was her conclusion, but when she found her parents dead on the floor, the sight changed her, it changed her mindset, Saroki started to think if she was home she could have prevented her parents deaths. Saroki was given to her grandfather, life was depressing from then on, all of the colors wher replaced with a wash of gray and black, all of the laughter replaced with cries. All of the love replaced with hate, her grandfather was a abusive drunk, anytime Saroki stepped out of line she was given multipale lashes to the back with a barbed whip. Yes, it was a terrible life; But Saroki made the best of it, she tried her best to make friends, trying to bottle up the pain and anguish that was forced upon her. But finally, she couldn't handle her horrible life style anymore, her anger and sorrow flooded her mind. Her only thought in the world was to kill her grandfather; Pure rage bypassed common sense. She took out a knife from one of the kitchen cabinets and walked into her grandfathers room while he was sleeping. She stood over his weak body, knife in hand, her heart beating rapidly.
She could do it...She could end all of the sadness and pain right here and now. She knew she could do it, she tried to convince herself she could do it. She remembered all of the torture she was put through, she remembered all of the hatred she had inside her; She raised the knife into the air, holding it with both hands. Her eyes opened wide, blood rushing through her body. She stabbed her grandfathers heart, twisting the knife, making sure he would die a painful death. "Die..Die...Die...DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE YOU BASTARD! HURRY UP AND DIE!" She yelled out in rage, tears streaming down her face as she stabbed her grandfather once again; She kept stabbing him, over and over again as he begged for forgiveness. Blood covering Saroki's hands, blood soaking into her grandfathers beding. She kept stabbing, and soon she began a manic laughter as tears fell to the ground. She kept stabbing well after he was dead; She pulled the knife from her fathers blood soaked shirt. Her laughter stopping, she then began to walk outside as if she wher in a trance. After she made it outside she stopped, the sun shineing on her. She started laughing in joy. "I did it! I killed him! He's dead! I'm free! I'm free! I'm free~!!!" She screamed out at the top of her lungs; She had done the dark deed, she was seemingly free. But then, clouds started rolling in, and before Saroki knew it the sky was a full of dark clouds, heavy rain falling from the sky. Washing the blood off Saroki's hands, forming a red pool of watery blood at her feet. Her laughter was put to a end as she looked down at her feet, "So...Thats how it is..." She muttered to herself in a dreadful tone. 'Now...What do I do?...' The words flashed through her mind. She knew the police would find out sooner or later, and she refused to go to another horrible place. So, her only choice was simple.
Saroki raised her sharp knife to her neck; And then, gathering up all her courage. She ran the knife across her neck, createing a neat, almost invisible cut. blood running down her neck and down into the pile of blood below her feet, she looked up into the sky, rain falling onto her skin, washing away the blood along with her tears. Her eyes started to lose color as a small smile appeared on her face. She began growing pale, her weak legs gave away, Saroki fell onto the ground; She rolled over onto her back, looking up at the sky once again. Blood running down her neck and onto the ground. "...I'm comeing...Mother....Father..." She said in a soft, weak voice. As she lost more blood she barely had the strength to keep her eyelids open, and soon her eyes closed. Her thoughts slowly fadeing away, was this death? Yes, it had to be. It was peaceful. Saroki perished, her cold lifeless body laying on the ground, surrounded by a pool of water blood; Soon after the sun appeared, the dark clouds disappearing. It was finally over, all of the pain and suffering was finally over, she could be with her mother and father once again...Right?
Saroki waked up, a few feet away from her dead body. A massive headache came over her as she stood up on her two feet. She saw her dead body, she was absolutely speechless. What the fuck was going on?! She approached her cold body, kneeling down onto the ground; She attempted to touch what looked like her body, her hand went right through the physical form. She jumped up in shock, gasping. Her eyes widened, 'Am...I...In the spirit world?...' She thought to herself. She started walking out into the street, she then noticed a chain attached to her chest. She pulled on it; It hurt, it felt like ripping out her soul. She didn't know just what the hell was going on, she was in the dark about it. She kept walking, feeling a ominous presence in the area. She wrapped her arms around herself in fright, Saroki looked around, making sure nothing was following her. Suddenly a lumbering beast appeared infront of her, it was all black with a white scary looking mask; The beast had a large hole in it's chest, two large muscular arms and two long, strong legs. Saroki trembled in fear as the beast approached her. But just when it was going to smash Saroki, a blade cut off the beasts head. The monster disappearing in a black haze, "Ha! Thats twelve already! Man am I on a roll or what?!" The young man exclaimed; He said as he sheathed his sword. The man was wearing strange black robes, as if he was a monk. "Comon'! Get up already! I'm gunnu' send you to the soul societey!" The young man ordered Saroki, the soul societey? Saroki asked herself. She knew her parents would be their! They have to be! She assured herself. Saroki stood up and the young man jammed the butt of his katana onto her forehead. A bright light seemingly engulfed Saroki, everything went black. Suddenly all of her memories disappeared as she appeared in the middle of the rukongai. She got up and examined her clothes, they wher odd looking, but whatever, she thought to herself. Saroki looked around her surroundings, all of the buildings looked like shacks, what was this? The dark ages?! Saroki took her first steps into this town of people, very shy to the area. But soon she got used to it, she made a small shack as a home in a random corner of the town. She worked for food, socialized with people. Y'know, it wasn't that bad actually.
After a few years of liveing in the rukongai Saroki began her training as a shinigami. Hours, or even days of training. A unknown force driveing her to become a strong shinigami. She met many people which she considers her friends despite how she might treat them, she felt as if she wher missing something though. But her own conclusion it was power she was missing, so she would train even harder.
Spirit power: 26.5
Speed: 23.5
Intelligence: 5
Kidou Mastery: 13
Fighting skill: 20
Overall: 88
Shikai: 2+ to Spirit Power, Speed and Fighting Skill.
Call out phrase:
"Tsukuru Ranmyaku, Akugou Naito!" (Create Chaos, Sinful Knight!)
Description of released form:
The zanpakutou's size doubles, the blade extends to five feet, the small barbed spikes surrounding the blade grow to two inches making each attack more painful if hit. The hilt disappears, the zanpakutou stays black.
Ability 1:
Kuro Bakufuu (Dark Blast), A pitch black orb of darkness mixed with reaitsu is formed at the tip of the zanpakutou's blade, then when the user is ready to fire it a large dark beam shoots from the tip of the zanpakutou's blade, usually blasting through walls and rock; It destroys anything with a lower spirit power than hers, and can damage some that are either equal to her or higher. Once the beam is fired it cannot be moved much, the maximum would be four inches, since the dark orb is mostly based on the users spirit power if the user is weak the attack will be useless, and if the user is strong, the attack will be devastating.
Rp sample: Saroki awakened at 5:00 am, she got up a bit dazed from her mission the other night, she yawned and peeked outside,
she saw men and women walking across the dirt paths looking for sales and what not, she sighed a bit feeling her stomach, a loud
grumble came from her stomach, she walked down stairs from her new house and took out some left over rice balls, she quickly at them even thoe they wher cold, she let out a breath of relief when she finished, she walked around trying to find her uniform, she quickly found it and changed into it, she grabbed her Zanpakuto and attached it to her back, she ran out the front door and started
her trip to the academy.
Saroki quickly made it to the academy, she ran inside finding her class, she stomped in and rushed to her seat begining lessons.
Subject: Character Bio: Kanime Saroki 
Sun May 17, 2009 2:49 am
