Shinigami
Name: Mikoto Shuu [ミコト シュウ](Mikoto means:Prince/)(Shuu means:Discipline)Age: 189(Appears to be 19)Height: 181 CM (5'11")Weight: 67 KG (148 LBS)Gender: MALE_________________________
Shinigami Uniform(There is a long sleeved jacket that I didn't draw in this picture because it hides his zanpaktou.)
Appearance: Early Arrival to Seireitei
Appearance: Shinigami Academy Uniform(Custom Hoodie)
Appearance: Shinigami Uniform(No Jacket)
Appearance: Shinigami Uniform(Jacket)
Appearance: His natural expression is a frown that makes him appear as if he's always agitated. For the most part, Shuu was the visual appearance of an eighteen-year old. His isn't thin or bulky but fairly somewhere between. He has some muscle mass and its obvious that he's physically healthy. Shuu has natural long black hair that comes down a little pass his shoulder when he lets it down. Though he particularly keeps his hair styled in a messy spiked puff. Unlike his head hair, Shuu's facial hairs don't seem to grow much at all. He has a very thin and barely visible mustache and a beard hairs at the tip of his chin. Shuu particularly is annoyed by this because he believes he'd look cooler with a goatee. He has red eyes, that were red-brown and tended to appear red when bright light shined in them during his human life. His eyes became more red when he became spiritually aware and eventually became completely red after he was soul buried to the Soul Society. There are thick black markings under his eyes that give him a deathly look.
There are a few other unique features in Shuu's appearance, such as his unusually pointed canine teeth, that look like the fangs of a vampire or a werewolf. He has a tattoo that vertically reads "Fearless" over the left of his right chest in Japanese. Shuu also wear four thin bandages on his face, two vertically placed over each of his cheeks. Exactly why he wears them has yet to be clarified, but some suggest its just for fashion.
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Personality: His overall demeanor is calm, collected and very cool. This is solely thanks to the fact that as a child he was extremely hyper and wild, he built his calm personality in order to tone down all that natural hype. This also lead to him developing a natural frown. Shuu is also very disciplined, thanks on the emphasis his father put on discipline since Shuu was a young child. He quickly came to live up to his name "Shū" which translates as "Discipline". He is mature and takes work seriously, on occasions, he's even been left to maintain the family company while his father was on business trips. At sixteen, he moved out of the family mansion and into an urban apartment in Karakura City in order to be closer to school. Though he doesn't think much of it at all, Shuu tends to be a very helpful person especially when people need comforting. He is good at making others feel better and cheering them up. Some of his friends have no problem with coming to him about their problems and seeking his advise, while he on the contrary, keeps all his problems to himself. Shuu hates when others have to go out of the way to aid him, insisting that he doesn't like "being a burden". He mainly keeps to himself with regards to his own trouble and problems and seeks outside help and comfort only if there is absolutely no other option, then he can be very demanding and cares none what others think about it because those matters tend to be extremely important. Shuu loves his family and friends very dearly and it often shows through the measures he takes to see they are all happy. Shuu is naturally a very interesting person, put him in a room of complete strangers and it won't be long before he become very popular amongst them all. He is social to a high degree, and very easily befriended and has a lovable aura about himself. He can be very shy about a number of things, mainly compliments, which he doesn't handle very well, and girls especially ones he finds attractive. He blushes when he's shy, and will often pout to try and look annoyed, though he always just ends up with cute and funny expression, that shows how obvious the shyness is. Like all people, Shuu has his flaws. He doesn't swear much, but he has his moments. On the regular basis, he has no problem with using the phrase "What the hell" or shouting when he's angry. He gets into fights and often hurts his opponents quite badly. Nonetheless he does his best to not do any of those in front of children, in order to not be a bad influence.
Every once in a while Shuu will have an outburst of emotion which often tend to be of anger or sadness. These outburst often start with mood swings, where Shuu can be rude and violent, and elevate from there. He can become irrational but for the most part is openly honest about how he feels. Those outburst tend to be the only moments when he shows deep emotion and feeling, and Shuu dislikes them very much and does all he can to prevent these outburst before they start.
Shuu's greatest personality disorder is the fact that he thinks of himself to be a fake and so he discredits all the good he does and hates himself for the bad. He takes to heart what people say and think about him, and the combination of many good and many bad opinions has lead to him not knowing exactly what he is, though he tries his best to swing to the good side. He disbelieves that that in itself makes him a good person. Shuu often feels that he's misunderstood and blames himself because he thinks its the way he presents himself. He's yet to learn that not every and any thing people say about him is true and should be taken to heart.The darkest part about Shuu's personality is his mysterious obsession with darkness, which appears to him as a beautiful young woman whenever he meditates or is in a state of "slumber". He believes that Darkness, unlike Light, is weak and vulnerable, and misunderstood for the monster that hide within it. Shuu wishes to become the guardian of darkness who will rid her of those monsters. He believes that Darkness is the only thing that fully understands him, because the most honest things of all usually reside in the deepest darkest parts of one's soul.
On the casual note, Shuu is very active and enjoys many activities. His amazing energy means he has to do a lot in order to not feel bored. During his human life he trained in many different martial arts.A list of some of the many things Shuu enjoys is...Training and Sparring,Squad Missions and Assignments, Reading and Writing, Music, Meditating, Calligraphy and Art, Social Gatherings and a few Sports. His favorite foods are seafood(mainly fried prawns), chocolate. His favorite drink is fresh blended and mixed pineapple and orange juice. And his favorite colors are black and red.
He dislikes, very spicy foods, gaudy things like rainbows, most vegetables, laziness and slouching, paper-work(especially what requires math work), prolonged work.
Shuu's, rather popular, catchphrase is "Hou Raa". He cheers it whenever he does or gets ready to do something that excites or really interests him. Though literally, it has no meaning, it seems to have a significant place and meaning in Shuu's heart. When asked about the meaning he plainly replies "That's a secret."
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Sealed Zanpakuto:Name:Kokugatsu (Black Lunar)
A custom wakisahi of black, razor sharp steel. The blade itself is 17inches long, the tsuba is 1inch wide, and the hilt is 7inches long; making the total length of the zanpaktou about 25inches (about half an inch smaller).
The Tsuba; consist of three thin layers of red steel, forged over each other. The bottom layer is the largest and consist of a four-pointed spiraling star. The second layer is the second largest and consist of a square with its four sides slightly curved inward. The last and smallest layer is a four pointed star, resembling a shuriken star.
The Hilt; is wrap in a black ribbon, secured to the hilt by four, red steel rings. The first ring is under the tsuba, the second is on the middle of the hilt(there is and equal space on each side of it, long enough for Shuu to fit one of his hands), and the third and fourth form sort of a capping at the tip of the hilt.
The Sheath; has a design similar to the hilt.Black, with red steel capping, and a red ribbon that extends from both ends. The ribbon works as a mechanism that helps maintain the blade's small size as Shuu's reiatsu develops. As his reiatsu grows, the ribbons lengthen. Shuu typically uses the ribbons to fasten the blade sheath to his waist sash. Shuu later learns to better control his reiatsu, reducing the length of the ribbons.
Gloves; The sealed blade also consist of a pair of black gloves. The gloves cover all of Shuu's forearms from the second pad of each of his fingers, down to 4inches above his elbow. There is a red steel plate over the face of his hand and three red steel rings that fastened the glove like buckles, each ring was about 2inches wide and a centimeter thick. The first ring went around his wrist, the second ring went around the mid-point of his forearm, and the third ring was at the end of the glove.
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Stats:
Spirit Power:10
Speed:25
Technique:10
Fighting Skill:15_________________________
History: Prior to Human Death- Born to the name, Mikoto Shuu, and later middle named "Hiro" after his grandfather. Shuu from a very young age built a reputation of being a very interesting young soul. He was the first born child of Mikoto Takashi and Hikari Asuka. Shuu's father, Takashi, was the owner of Mikoto Industrials, an enriching branch of electronic companies. It was his father's dream and family tradition for the responsibility and ownership of the company to pass down to Takashi's son, Mikoto Shuu. With that being said, Shuu's father put no expense on making sure Hiro Jr.(Shuu) was taught and raised to be disciplined, responsible, and intelligent. Shuu's mother, Asuka, was an elementary school nurse, and she was headstrong in teaching Shuu how to love, be aware of others, and comforted him in all his years to come. Shuu was a very quick learner and took almost all his lessons to heart. He was also very adept and flourishing. He was crawling at three months, walking at one year, and climbing trees at two. Though this hyper and adeptness was admirable at first, it soon became apparent that this was a trait, well embedded into Shuu's personality, and at seven years of age his parents began to see its negative affects. When Shuu climbed out of his room window and jumped off, reaching for a tree branch to swing from. He became obsessed with action and thrill. He couldn't walk, he had to run. He couldn't sit he had to stand. So long he was conscious, he was moving. This seemed to get more serious and his parents became more concerned, until Shuu turned thirteen and started showing "some" ability to control his thirst for excitement. He became more of a cool person, while he hid all that energy under a frown.
He was still very active, enrolling himself into different dojos and sports clubs. He became a black belt in several martial arts and was one of the top soccer players in his school. Shuu enjoyed, racing, sparring, gymnastics, and biking. All of which he managed to cramp ,quite neatly, into his rough schedule. This way, he was a straight "A" student in school while still getting into his fair share of trouble. Naturally, Shuu became very popular amongst the other rich kids and his peers. His name was often followed by the words "cool", "awesome", "badass", "epic", "beast" and so on. Mikoto welcomed the popularity, though he was in no need of it. He was himself regardless of how many people admired him for it. On the current date, Shuu is in his senior year at Karakura High, even though he's rich he keeps a part-time job at a business office. He is a part of a parkour club and is training for a competition the following week. His birthday is in a couple of months, he will be 18 and expected to take ownership of Mikoto Industries after he graduates.
After Human Death- This will be rp'ed along with some of his last life story if that is okay.
Nonetheless, in a nutshell,
He joins the Shinigami Academy,
Graduates,
Joins the Onmitsukidou Executive Militia.
Role Playing Sample:(Btw, I will be snatching this up for rp use later.)
The Sparrowhawk.
His vision swayed softly left and right as his black wings rose.
Spreading wide, their shadow black as his soul, stroke through the moonlight before taking to the sky...those elegant black wings broken no more...
He laid in the center of a narrow isolated space, a room he came to call his own. The room was one of many aligned in a compound made up of a row of rooms akin to his in space and structure. The room was rectangular and narrow, the two short walls were solid and divided the resting soul's room from those at both its sides. The long north wall was also solid with nor windows or other openings to the outside. The frontal long wall was completely rice papered. White in color, it was the only way in and out of each of the rooms, by manual sliding doors aligned at the far left of each rice paper wall. Inside the resting soul's room was himself, the futon he laid on, and four sticks of burning incense over the wooden table to his left. He laid on his back in slumber, his body aligned horizontally with the two long walls. So peaceful one might have found it alarming giving the world he lived in. For he was indeed a conscious in a dark world. Alone with his inanimate artifacts the soul slept, unconscious, yet so very aware at the same time.
He could feel the world around him as if he was incarnated from it. As if the very universe was the essence of his being. The fragrance of sweet burning cinnamon and ginger spice filled the room, as did a heavy mist that fogged ones view. The mists silently swayed around the room in serenity and flux. There was only silence and in that silence there was nothing but peace. The sky was heavily dark and had the exemplary chill of a true Winter midnight. This nature of cold often warranted late night frosting but only time would tell. Though these were the darkest nights of the year, the full moon produced an incandescent shine. And as the moonlight touched the rice paper wall it glowed with fluorescence, illuminating much of the room with a white shine. The sleeping soul's face was fairly visible, his off-tan skin appeared as an elegant pale.
His damp black hair hung down, it fringed messily over his forehead and cheeks while the rest sat upon the pillow below his head. The moonlight made the dampness of his hair glisten as if it were metallic. Even in the eyes of his prey, this soul appeared to be no more that a young boy. He had the raw appearance of a rather handsome nineteen year old. And looked very vulnerable is his current state of unconsciousness. Only a numbered few were aware of the truth, and even fewer still lived to stand witness to it. The fact was that this young man was a professionally trained killer. One who honored and vowed to the way of the Shinobi or "ninja" as these warriors of the dark where commonly referred as. Five years of isolated training had done more than well in molding him into the ruthless killer that now laid in slumber. He had come across many challenges in those years, they were all designed to to build him into what he was now. As easy as he may have looked at eye, Mikoto Shuu was now a deadly orchid.
There was a faint thud sounded followed by the soft sliding of the room door. The draught rushed in with a whistle, its cold push blew the mist violently from their steady course. Then the sliding started again before silence was reestablished by order of a second thud. As the draught died, the smoke mist gradually eased back into to serene flux around to room. Mikoto's red angels gently came open as he calmly inhaled. Having noticed the intrusion to moment it took place, he came to life. The intruder crept forward with coordinated steps, the person was careful not to disturb the wooden floor and cause it to squeak. Shuu intuitively assessed the situation in a matter of seconds. The person approaching from behind him was a male of tall statue, armed and trained. Having made no notable physical reaction, Mikoto also predicted that the intruder was unaware of his rouse(this made perfect sense), or simply disregarded the fact.
The later would have then classed the intruder into one of two groups; confidently a potential threat to Mikoto's life or too confidently stupid for their own good. The laying spirit thought no further than that, as with two rapid paces the intruding came into considerably blade's reach of him. Instantly whirling upward from his lie, Mikoto tossed the thin blanket that was over his body just a second ago ahead of him. It veiled his movement for only a second before it was sliced in two by the swung blade of his intruder. That second was all Shuu needed as his own blade flew out of its sheath as soon as he touched the hilt. He and his opponent were both in a battle position with their legs slight bent and blades held in both hands. There was no pause and incessant trades of blade swings licked the air as the two moved in a spontaneous patterned motion; two paces forward then two back. Shaded by the moonlight the appeared as two black masses, while their blades were like flashing bands of light that thundered with a sharp whipping sound. Shuu played with the flow, as he waited for the opportunity. The moment his assailant miscalculated would most definitely be his last.
This miscalculation was more that likely to occur at an impetuous strike should the heat of battle heighten the excite in him(the intruder). And as Shuu predicted his opponent reaching that potential he acted. Whip! He executed a diagonal slice from the high left and then paused as the intruder stepped back in ritual. The stranger then seeing a promising opening, rose his blade two-handedly over his head and began to pace forward. This battle was now as good as over. Switching his blade hold to reverse, Mikoto sliced horizontally across the intruder's open abdomen from the right as he paced backward. A dark liquid sprayed from the intruders body before crimson red blotches beat against the white paper wall to Shuu's left. As he stepped back he fully evaded the incoming strike his opponent delivered before moaning faintly. He was still alive. Whirling the blade hilt to correct hold Shuu swung down diagonally from the right. The slice instantly swept the intruder's head from their shoulders before blood gushed skyward from the wound, staining the ceiling and sprinkling the rice paper wall with droplets of blood. The strike ended with Shuu's blade as his far right with the tip of the wakizashi pointed behind him.
Mikoto instantly followed up by turning the blade tip ahead, pointing it at the open chest of the decapitated body before driving the full 18inch length of the blade through the pulse-less heart. Additional bleeding sprayed out from the back as the blade tip exited from between the shoulder blades before the lifeless corpse slid off of Shuu's blade and thud to the ground just as the two halves of blanket settle. Having been stirred up by all those motions, the smoke mist was thin for a moment before finally beginning to cloud over. Still in his last executed position, Shuu's face is clearly seen in the moonlight. Two blotched of blood cover his left cheek, one a bit smaller than the blotch below it. Mikoto calmly exhales the breath he'd be holding the entire time. One can see nothing beyond the impassive expression on his face as the warm air leaving his lungs forms a thin cloud in front of him. Standing to a straight posture, Mikoto whips his wakizashi through the air, ridding it of his opponent before turning in the complete opposite direction. The smoke mist appear to part for him as he walks further into the room. He sits at the side of his blade sheath with his legs crossed.
Placing his weapon inside of it before closing his eyes and feeling the smokes brush against his face. The faint shades of descending flakes of snow form on the shining blood-stained wall and wooden floor. Finding some warmth in his serenity and silent, Mikoto allows himself to lay back and let sleep take him once more...
Subject: Character Application: Mikoto Shuu 
Tue Jan 10, 2012 11:20 am
