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Post by Katsuro Susumu on Feb 16, 2013 12:53:40 GMT -5
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sex: male | sexual orientation: heterosexual | race: Shinigami ALIASES:Zuro AGE:287 AGE OF APPEARANCE:22 SQUAD:Nanabantai [Seventh Division] RANK:Fukutaichō [Vice-Captain]
more to living than being alive FACE CLAIM:GINTAMA -- TAKASUGI SHINSUKE
HEIGHT:Six feet and one and a half inches.
WEIGHT:One hundred and sixty-seven pounds
APPEARANCE:Whilst far from a scrawny man, he is also far from being some musclebound body builder. His lithe body belies a strength that comes from years of training and the honing of his body into a weapon worthy of the position he holds. His six foot frame is topped by a shock of messy black hair that occasionally shines somewhat of a purple shade if the light catches it the right way, and is held out of his face by simple bandages when on duty. When not working, or at least not in a combat situation, the bandages rest around his forehead, usually draping over his left eye along with his fringe, giving many who have not seen him in a position where he needs to be completely alert the impression that he only has one eye. But what an eye it is. Startlingly green, it pierces through the haze of hair and white cloth that covers his face, giving him quite the stare when dealing with subordinate officers.
In regards to clothing, he is a simple creature when on duty. The standard Shihakusho covers his whipcord muscle covered frame, with the only addition being a red sash around his waist to hold his weapon rather than the standard obi most other Shinigami favour. Off duty he favours the deep purples and greens that make up the colours of his clan crest, despite his distaste for the nobility in general.
oh mercy me, god bless catastrophe LIKES: -sake -plenty of work -being busy -training -helping new recruits -being praised by superiors
DISLIKES: -hollows -insubordination -too much free time (idle hands and all that) -explaining himself twice -being ignored -red wine -smoked fish
NEGATIVE TRAITS: -stubborn -follows orders blindly -unbending when it comes to duty -workaholic
POSITIVE TRAITS: -passionate regarding his work -caring for subordinates -loyal to his captain and the gotei as a whole to a fault -intelligent
EXTRAS:whilst he comes across as particularly rigid and a proper jobsworth, Katsuro is surprisingly easy going when the chance to be so presents itself. he is also well known throughout his division for being someone division members can bring their personal problems to and he will attempt to help solve them as best he can, after all, a happy division is a division that works better together.
like hell burning silently strong WEAPONS:his tactical mind is a weapon within itself, but no physical weapons. just the ones his shinigami training has given him.
ZANPAKUTO:name: Mukō; Void
sealed form: Whilst sealed, Mukō looks like virtually any other Zanpakutō - as most do in that state. In terms of length, the blade lays somewhere in the nether realms between a true katana and a nodachi at around thirty inches from guard to blade tip. Shining silver, the guard itself is the only real departure from an academy student's asauchi. The guard is a silver circular ring that surrounds where the blade meets the hilt, completely empty with the exception of two spokes that keep the guard actually attached to the weapon itself. The hilt shares the colouring of the sheath and is completely black, almost as though they absorb the light around them entirely.
spirit: The spirit of Mukō is a strange one in terms of appearance. Completely black in colour, the only way Katsuro even knows he is there half the time is the fact that he likes the sound of his own voice. Combined with the nature of Katsuro's inner world, this spirit resting within the Shinigami's sword is nigh invisible to the naked eye, and unless he wants to be found, Katsuro knows better than to go looking for him. In terms of nature, he's fairly easy going but consumed with a constant hunger for energy and company. So much so that he seems to draw into him the very light of the stars present in the inner realm he inhabits. Always ready to give advice to Katsuro on the off-chance his ability is used and he is fed with reiatsu, he's almost the opposite of Katsuro in terms of personality, always looking to himself and his own needs rather than the needs of anyone else, completely unlike Katsuro, but the two get along relatively well.
inner world: Mukō's inner world is a complete void, a vast empty region that appears to be the almost endless inky black of space. The stars in the distance are the only source of light, these pinpricks illuminating Katsuro when he steps in there more out of his own desire for light rather than it making any real kind of sense. In the center of this space, there lies a giant black hole, endlessly devouring everything it can draw into it. It is this place where Mukō rests his hungry little head, eternally linked to the giant collapsed star in the center.
SHIKAI:release command: Kuiiru: Devour
description:
Whilst not the dramatic changes seen in many shinigami releases, Mukō does aesthetically change even if it doesn't change from being a katana-esque weapon. The hilt changes colour entirely, as though all the light it had absorbed was being sent straight back out to attack its enemies, becoming a shining white and lengthening into a curve at where the pommel originally was. This gives an improved level of control over the direction of the blade at a moments notice, as well as giving him more options in close combat with his weapon. The blade also seems to shimmer with a purple light, as though this purple reiatsu is coating the blade.
The basic ability of Mukō is to nullify reiatsu and reiryoku to a certain extent. Of course, those with a higher base reiatsu/reiryoku than Katsuro will naturally be able to overpower this ability and it will be less effective, but it still allows for a certain level of surprise factor in most situations. Given the nature of the ability, it also allows him to more easily attack those who cloak themselves with reiatsu based defences, something else to be lauded rather than laughed at given the hierro of his most common opponents these days. [All nullification related abilities must come from contact with the blade itself, no firing off beams of nullifcation, it must come from contact. Complete nullification can only occur if the opponent is two ranks below or more, any more and it becomes only partial. Two ranks above or more it becomes miniscule due to the overpowering difference in reiatsu]
type: Reiatsu Manipulation: Nullification.
techniques: - - -
I WISH I WROTE YOU ONE ORIGINAL NOTE HISTORY:Unlike the majority of the Shinigami who graduate from the Shin'ōreijutsuin and become the black garbed guardians of the deceased, Susumu Katsuro was never born in the mortal realm. He was birthed within one of the minor noble clans of Seireitei, and whilst a good level of reiatsu is normal within these great clans, the Susumu clan are so minor that Katsuro's level of reiatsu was immediately raved about, never before had they had one of their own with such an impressive level of power at birth.
Trained within his clans grounds for years before he was deemed old enough to enter the Shin'ōreijutsuin properly, he was already an accomplished student of the sword and tactics, two of the covered subjects at the Academy. But it wasn't the furthering of his training that he relished when he began his attendance under the watchful eye of the Gotei 13, it was the freedom from his constrictive and unabashedly elitist family. He had never once shared their sentiments that those from inner Seireitei were better than those from the outlying regions of Rukongai, and the chance to get away from them and their insistance that his very existence was to be a tool to further the families standing with the other clans was almost a dream come true. He had never really bought what they were selling really.
At the Academy, he was placed within the top class and consistently ranked highly across all the disciplines covered by the syllabus, high enough that when he graduated along with his classmates, he had offers from a number of divisions within the Gotei, eventually he chose the Seventh Division more on a whim than any real love of their philosophy or whatever. But that changed as he strove to improve his standing and himself within the regimented confines of his division. The thirteen captains became his goal, someday he would stand alongside them as equals and guard the future as they do. But until then, he would work his way through the ranks, gaining power and the respect of those around him.
Completing duty after duty as and when he was asked by his superiors, he made a name for himself as being a go to guy for even the most tedious piece of paper work within the division, it didn't matter to Katsuro, it was all a means to an end. Eventually, when the position became open, he was granted the position of Vice-Captain, and has not allowed the higher position to change him, he still completes his work as though his very life depended upon it. After all, even after one hundred and ninety years as a Shinigami, he still has a long way to go before he reaches his goal of Captain. It's a marathon, not a sprint. RP SAMPLE:The black garb of the shinigami caught in the wind as he moved across the barren plain on the outskirts of this Rukongai settlement. With sparse trees or rocks for miles around, there was little to stop the biting wind from hurrying across this all but deserted landscape and cutting into those unlucky enough to be in its path. Stopping to wait for his three companions he dropped to the ground almost as though struck by some unseen projectile, but in reality he was checking the tracks left by the Hollow beast they had been sent out here to destroy. With Thirteenth busy elsewhere, the duty had been handed down to the Seventh Division, and it was a duty readily accepted by the eternally eager Vice Captain who led this pursuit.
He was entirely sure that the creature was still in the immediate area, but it had somehow concealed itself from the senses, spiritual or otherwise. He was still perplexed slightly from how such a thing was possible, but as he ran his right hand across the footprint left carelessly behind as the creature fled from their approach, a number of possibilities ran through his agile mind. He knew better than to underestimate or assume to know everything about an opponent like a Hollow, even a basic one such as this. There was a reason the Shinigami dedicated themselves to the destruction of such beasts, and Susumu Katsuro had been a Shinigami for too long to take anything regarding the denziens of Hueco Mundo for granted. Getting to his feet as his companions dropped out of Shunpo, he adjusted the adjutants badge attatched to the obi sash at his waist and rested his left hand upon the blade thrust through the red silk. Turning to his men, he quickly gave out his orders in a tone that demanded attention, but at the same time simply assumed that whatever order he gave them would be undertaken immediately and with no arguement. "Futsuki-san, Guren-San. Stay in this immediate area and keep your senses on full blast, fire kidou into the air if something is amiss and I will return immediately. Keep that hollow from getting back to the settlement. Seiren-san, you're with me."
His division of his men had been one of simple math, Futsuki and Guren were the more powerful of the three Shinigami that accompanied him and could therefore more likely handle themselves long enough for Katsuro to return to help them, whilst Seiren was still a rookie on his first proper Hollow hunt. In all truth, the lieutenants powerful senses could feel the unease and nervousness roll off the rookie in waves, it was for this reason more than any other that he wanted to keep the youngster with him at all times. The Hollow would be drawn to such weakness after all, perhaps that would be for the best. Turning to his companion before dropping into a slower than his normal shunpo, he gave Seiren a smile and moved on without another word. Stopping suddenly, he felt a change in the ground beneath his feet. Raising his left hand up with a closed fist, he sensed his brother in arms stop behind him, the nerves replaced with a worrying sense of fear as the ground began rumbling. With a sigh, he realised what was happening. The Hollow was beneath them, and was coming for Seiren.
Acting without hesitation, he drew his blade and fired a chantless Shō straight into the chest of his companion with his left hand, launching him backwards just as the hollow cleared the ground and and closed its jaws over the space where its prey had been mere moments before. Moving with a fluid grace that came from years of extensive training and a complete lack of hesitation, Katsuro moved in and lashed out with his deadly blade with one swift movement, removing the head from the beast before it really had time to comprehend its spoiled chance at a shinigami supper. A far more merciful death than it deserved in truth. With a sigh, he flicked his blade clear of the muck the beast called blood and sheathed his weapon as the creatures remains dissipated in the biting wind.
Walking over the scorched earth towards his thoroughly confused subordinate, he reached out a hand to help him back to his feet. Giving him a clap on the shoulder as he steadied himself on the uneven ground, Katsuro looked him in the eye and spoke quietly, with none of the previous tone of command present in his voice, but as a teacher speaking to a student. "If anyone else had been with you on this hunt, there may have been a casualty. A shinigami must learn to master their fear, we all feel it, but we must compartmentalize and learn not to let it rule us, lest it draw these foul beasts towards us and our loved ones. There is power in your spirit Seiren, but you may not get the chance to realise it if you do not learn this lesson." He gave the relatively young man another clap on the shoulder before smiling softly, and continuing "Now come, Futsuki and Guren will be growing bored where we left them, and there are plenty of other jobs to be getting done back at the Division. No rest for the wicked!" CLASS/LEVEL:AD-0 STATS:Statistics Class/level: AD-0 HAN: 5 REI: 11 HAK: 7 SEI: 13 BUK: 13 HOH: 11 Points Earned: 0 Total points: 60
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Post by Hash on Feb 16, 2013 14:33:04 GMT -5
Accepted as Lieutenant of Squad 7.
Approved for AD-0 with 60 points.
You can go ahead and fill out the fields: class/level and stats. Once you're done, comment here so that we can check them over, and this will be moved to accepted.
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Post by Katsuro Susumu on Feb 16, 2013 14:39:16 GMT -5
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Post by Hash on Feb 16, 2013 14:45:04 GMT -5
Moving to accepted~
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