Sorano, Hoshina

Shinigami

Name: Sorano Hoshina

Age: 125, Looks like a short 12 year old.

Height: 4 Feet, 8 Inches

Weight: 78 Pounds

Gender: Female

Personality: Sorano has a split personality. Half of the time she is super-hyper, and very active and happy, but the other half of the time, she is very level-headed and pessimistic. Her split personality is probably because of a dilema she had back when she was still alive. In battle, she has a clear mind, and will analyze before she jumps into a battle. She hates it when people flirt, but all the boys seem to chase after her. This annoys her alot. She is a tomboy, despite her pretty, girly, appearance. She is cautious when she first meets a person, but then she opens up to them. She is a person who is very hard to predict empathetically.

Appearance: She has blue hair, a blue ribbon, and a blue dress to match. She has blue eyes, and fairly pale skin. She has no freckles, no dimples, and oddly, no birth mark. She is very short, and thin, for her age. She has no bruises, but she has a single scar on her back that she refuses to talk about. She is very touchy when it comes to her scar. Even she dosen't know where, when, or how she got it. She dosen't reallly want to know either. She looks rather girly despite her personality. She rarely wears the required uniform, instead, wearing her blue dress.

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Sealed Zanpakutō : Sorano's Zanpakutō has a two blue blade. The blades are identical. It has each of them have a blue ribbon attatched to its hilt. She carries it on her back, diagonally, so that both swords together form an X shape. The hilts is for one hand. The hilt is made of crystal clear aquamarine, with a platinum spiral. She uses both blades at the same time.
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Each character gets 60 skill points to assign to either:

Spirit power: 13

Speed: 17

Intelligence: 16

Fighting skill: 14

History/Background:

When she was still alive:
Sorano lived a very happy life when she was still alive. She died young, she was only 11. Her parents were fairly rich, and she was well educated. Her favorite color was blue. She had everything she could want. Her life was perfect. So, to occupy herself, she was always trying to do something interesting. Interesting often ment dangerous. Because her parents were so rich, often, she got to do dangerous things. One day, she decided that she wanted to go sky-diving. That was the day she died. Apparently, her parachute wasn't properly set up. When she jumped, the parachute didn't trigger. The parachute was blue. That was how she died. She lived a happy life.

In the Soul Society:
When Sorano was reborn, she was already born into a noble family, because she was previously rich. When she was reborn, she didn't remember much about her previous life, other than "blue". So, blue became her favorite color. Everything was blue. From her room, to her clothes. Since she was already born into the Seireitei, she started training to become a soul reaper ASAP, even though her reborn parents wanted her to pass down their profession to her. She wanted to protect other people from an early death, like her, so she decided to become a soul reaper, no matter what.

Rp sample: (This is when she is parachuting to her death)

Sorano was ecstatic! Today, she would get to go sky-diving. She had done many high thrill adventures before, but none was so exciting, and dangerous as sky diving. As they were picking their parachutes, Sorano cheerfully asked for a blue one. The person handing them out cheerfully said "Of course, Sweetie." Sorano hated being called sweetie. She snatched the blue parachute, grabbed a harness, and boarded the plane.

On the plane, the instructor told them how to activate the parachute, and blah blah. Sorano, instead of listening, picked at a patch on her parachute. The airplane smelled of lemon cleaner. She yawned. This was more boring than she had anticipated. She stared out of the window, and looked at the buildings getting smaller, and smaller, and getting farther, and farther away.

When it was her turn to jump, her heart felt like it had already jumped. 3...2...1...! She jumped. She tried to activate the parachute. It didn't work. Her heart stopped. She pulled the trigger again and again. She felt like crying. This was the end of her life. She stopped crying. Crying wouldn't do any good. Sorano was always an athiest. But now, she prayed. Then, she hit the ground.

And all was gone.