Suchiru Bisutto

Name: Suchiru Bisutto
Age: as human Unknown/ After death 350 appearance-wise: 23
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 190
Gender: Male

Personality: Suchiru, is blood thirsty and loves a good fight. He loves proving himself stronger than anyone he sees. He is arrogant and stupid, though he has a strangely high spiritual power for a commoner. He was a bandit, so he knows how to use a sword... Just not that well. He does not rush into things, due to the fact he is slow. So he has basic comprehending.

Appearance: He wears torn shinigami garments. He has spiked black hair, and has multiple scares on his cheeks. The most noticeable scar is over his right eye. He has a wooden Katana that he has on his back with the word Suchikku (Lol it means stick) carved onto the side. He has his zanpaktou hanging on the right side. He looks like he is dirty, because he is still getting used to hygiene.. One of those getting used to society things...


Sealed Zanpakutō : His zanpaktou is a small wakizashi. The wakizashi's sheath has red leather on its exterior, with black leather near the areas where the long black sash is to tie it around his shoulder. The zanpaktou is too short in his opinion and he has a hard time accepting it as a viable blade, so he usually uses the wooden sword while training. The spirit of his sword takes the form of a young blind girl, dressed in a bandits clothing.

History/Background:
Suchiru remembers nothing of his life back on Earth, though he does know his life in Rukongai like the back of his hand. Suchiru was a boy who stole all his life to survive. He would steal food from the richer citizens, who wouldn't share their food supply with the poor. He would feed his orphanage, with his plunder. He may have seemed like a nice kid, though a gang of bandits rampaged through his region. They were slaughtering everyone, though when they found Suchiru they couldn't. The boy had a strange aura about him... He was leaking spiritual energy. The men found it hard to breath around him, due to his high reiastu. They brought him back to their base where he was raised as one of their own.

Suchiru's name meant still, so the bandits wanted to contradict that. They gave him the last name Bisutto, beast, to counter it. Though, Suchiru's large amount of energy allowed him to rise up within the bandit ranks. Some of the men feared what kind of man he would grow into, and others welcomed him with open arms. He led many raids, and seemed to lose all sense of his humanity. Though he slowly grew bored with his life as a bandit. He was their leader by that point, yet he felt it wasn't his place. He would remember his town back when he was younger, he missed those days. He managed to get basic training with a sword, though it was sloppy because it was received from bandits and thugs. Though, his life changed when he met a wanna-be shinigami.

The Suchiru and the bandits had a stake-out set up on the side of a major trade route. They sat waiting, and then they saw a young boy with a zanpaktou heading down to sereitei. The bandits jumped out and surrounded the boy. He would stutter and beg to be allowed to go. The bandits decided he could go if he could beat Suchiru. The strange boy would talk about why he wanted to be a shinigami and as much as it annoyed the other bandits, Suchiru was fascinated. They finally began to fight, the other boy was overwhelmed by Suchiru's spirit power and took a nasty blunt hit to the head. The boy was dying from the blow. Suchiru was thinking nothing of it until the boy made a request. "Bandit... You are strong... You have what it takes to be a shinigami, when I apparently do not... Please.. Go in my place... Please." Suchiru sighed and agreed to the boy's request. Not really because of pity for the boy, but for curiosity about the world of being a shinigami.
Each character gets 20 skill points to start of with assign them to either:

Spirit power: 15

Speed: 1

Intelligence: 1

Kidou Mastery: 0

Fighting skill: 8

Total: 25

Rp sample: The bandit glared up at the hollow that was glaring at him menacingly. "Yo.... I'm not gonna let you get out of here. Got that, ya ugly beasty?" Suchiru said with a possum grin. The reiastu began flowing off of him as he grinned excitedly, as he pulled out his zanpaktou. He had held it in reverse and charged at the hollow, jumping into the air stabbing down into an eye socket of the hollow. "Oye, you can do better than that ya ugly freak.. Right?" He jumped back, yanking the Wakizashi sized zanpaktou out of the hollows eyes. Blood began dripping to the floor, and Suchiru began shaking wildly. It was not fear, but excitement.

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