Redire

Redire

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3rd Espada's Fraccion

Adjucha

Tiger & Bunny- Kaburagi t kotetsu

6'2"

173lbs

Redire is a average looking male, slender but muscular body, lightly tannned skin, and even a few scars. He is around 6'2" in height standing above many and his reach exceeds many. His hair is dirt brown and medium in length. He normally wears his hair normally, maybe parted to the left. His eyes are a light grey that are dull in color. A Hollow "Mask" lies on his collarbone and goes to his shoulders and down to his elbows while his hole is on the middle of his chest where his heart would be. Over this he wears a green dress shirt that is buttoned. On top of this he wears a white and black vest with a black tie loosely around his neck. His sleeves are almost always pulled up just below the elbow still concealing his mask. For pants he wears black dress pants with black dress shoes. On his back is imprinted the number sixty two.

-Iced Tea
-Fighting for a purpose
-Nighttime
-The Stars
-Beaches and Sunsets
-High Places
-Smoking
-Motorcycles
-Sleep

-Obnoxiously loud people
-Those without a purpose
-Being sent on personal affairs
-Pointless Jobs
-Not helping
-The heat
-The Lazy
-Redundantness

-Never stops trying
-Quick to judge
-Stubborn
-Unforgiving
-Quick to forgiveness
-Persistant

+Never stops trying
+Kind
+Obiedient
+Unselfish
+Hard working

None.

name: Toro

sealed form:
Toro in it's sealed state looks like a normal Katana, the blade is a silvery grey and the hilt is black with a beige wrap. The handguard is a normal circle with what looks like bull horns coming from the center.

release command: "Never Let up."

description:

When in his resurreccion his zanpakto fades away into his body as his hollow mask engulfs the front of his chest jutting out sort of like a triangle but angled as it lines his arms. He now has Gauntlet-like mask material down his arms and running off by his elbow is a small jut out. Hollow mask is also up to his jaw as it lines his jaw bone and runs like a rib-cage aroundhis back. On top of his head are now two horns bent around like a bulls.

type: Cero/Energy

stat upgrades: which stats increase in res and by how much? Only fill this out after you have been given your class/level.

techniques:

For: Resurrecion
Name: Estampida "Stampede"
Type: Offensive
Cooldown: 4 posts
Cost: High-Mid
Range: Short to Mid
Description:
Redire shoots off two small bursts of cero propelling himself forward at the opponent where he proceeds to punch them multiple times at high velocity. Each strike exploding with bursts of Cero energy.

For: Resurrecion
Name: Onda "Ripple"
Type: Offensive
Cooldown: 2 posts
Cost: mid
Range: Mid to Long
Description:
Charging up in one of his fists a large amount of Cero he smashes the ground either sending a wave of rippling Cero energy speeding in a circle going a long distance or in a Sphere around him going mid range.

For: Resurrecion
Name: Sobaquera "Shield"
Type: Defensive/Offensive
Cooldown: 4 posts
Cost: Mid
Range: Short.
Description:
A barrier of Cero energy is emmited from his body before being hit with an attack. Once hit the barrier will expand in an explosion outward until dissipating at around 20ft from original placement. Deals damage if hit by.

Cero

Name: Cerouken
Cost: Mid
Range: short
Cooldown: 1 Post
Description: It has slightly more power than a normal cero due to it's short range. Redire fires off a short ranged burst of Cero energy from his fists as it blasts outwards towards the front of him majorly injuring any in close vacinity.

Born in the days before technology life was simple, you work or you died. With that knowledge he grew up with a good, but hard life. From a young age he had always wanted to work, knowledge interested him as well, but good hardy labour was what attracted him, a virtue rare. His family were farmers, a long line in fact. They grew whatever they could afford and as such he knew how to harvest and grow nearly anything there was by the age of ten. His parents were good people, nice and average at first sight. His older sister was an oddball. She was interested in forbidden topics. Magic, the unseeable, all the like.

Her father did not appreciate her tastes and they would often get in arguements resulting in her beatings. It broke their mothers heart but she could not do a thing. This went on for years on end. At the age of fifteen Redire's life changed. His sister had become entagnled with a monastry up on the mountain near their home. However it seemed they were not the normal god-loving monastry people thought them to be. One night the sister snuck out and never came back. Months later they found all the members of the monastary dead in a ring around a large cross. It seemed poison had gotten them but no one was quite sure.

After this their family fell apart. The shame from their sister tore at the faher till he could not handle it. He was there one day, gone the next. With no one to take care of the boy and his distraught mother, the boy stood up. He worked and worked. All day and all night for the farm. He wanted to, no needed to keep it if they were to stay alive.

He upkept it for only a short time. Once harvest was done for the next few years his fields yielded little crops, and little money. Selling the farm and their house for what little gold they could get he bought some lumber and settled in a more dense area of the area hoping to find jobs. A tough farmboy could surely get a fitting job, and he did. Many. But it seemed he had no skil in any. A butcher, a servant, a wagon-puller. None of these jobs stuck. He could barely afford food. That was when a man approached him with an offer.

He became a underground fighter. This made way for what is now called Boxing. Two men or more would be pitted against eachother till one was either dead, or unable to fight. It was the others choice whether or not to let them live. The winner would recieve a sack of gold. He didn't like the idea at first, but it was the only thing he could do.

His first fight was a bloody mess. He was beaten half to death, and was only given one piece of gold out of pity. He came back the next fight however and challenged again. This time fairing fairly better he was still beaten. That's when he began training himself. He worked his body than it had ever been before. That was when his mother became ill. The medicine was too expensive, he needed to win. On his next fight he just snapped. The man was much bigger than the seventeen year old boy. While on the bloodied floor his mind just had enough. Shoving the man off of him he jumped ontop of him and just kept wailing. Being pulled off the now dead man he was thrown a bag and thrown out and told to come back the next day.

For the next 3 years he was the victor of every match he did. None could beat him, and if they even dealt a scratch they were dead in the next five minutes so it didn't matter. His mother never knew. He kept her alive and kept the house running. His last night on earth. He was on his way to the arena when he was jumped by seven men. Beating down three of them, the rest jumped him at once and beat him wooden poles. He just kept going. He wouldn't, he couldn't let them live. They had planned to only injure him, but due to his relentless actions, they killed him. Beat him to death. Lying on the cold forest floor, he slowly bled out as his eyes closed.

-Afterlife and Hollow-

Waking up his body was in chains strapped to the ground where he had been killed. He didn't feel right. His body seemed light, almost ethereal. Months passed and his body seemed to be growing restless, his mind angry. No one could see him, no one could hear him. He was all alone. Eventually a hole in his chest appeared. Small at first it grew bigger and bigger until eventually it swallowed him up and he was no more. His essence was now that of a beast.

Awakening in Hueco Mundo his body was that of a beast. His head wore horns as his body was contorted. He had the natural instinct to feed, following that instinct he hunted. He hunted down the souls of the dead. Months went by and his memory and intelligence began to return to him. He became stronger and his body changed with his mind.

Upon his travels he met others who called themselves Hollows. He took upon this name as well. While in this state he craved power, and in this craving he allowed himself to devour everything in it's path only after brutally mutillating them. After awhile he was given the name Redire and played on this name. He replayed every event with a new victim each time. His killings were brutal and relentless. Everything in his path was killed, but with each killing his past self returned. He began to doubt himself and what he was doing. Concience returned. By the time he was labeled and Adjucha he could not bear himself. Once night, while alone after devouring many he cried out as he ripped off his mask. His quest for power was over.

Waking up he found himself now more human than ever, yet, not. He had a hole in his chest and a fragment of bone on his chest. Time passed and his urge to kill faded. It was replaced with a feeling of content washed over him. Keeping the name Redire he travelled through Hueco Mundo and soon came across a group that called themselves Espada, after joining their ranks as a Fraccion his journey has just begun.

Darkness swelled up from the ground. A motionless air was about. The residents of "Heaven" went along with their buisiness. Out stepped two men. One with white hair and a hankering for redemption, and one with a reason to kill. Both wanting the same thing, one wanting something more.

Ness' apathetic expression shot through the air as he stepped out. His hands in his pockets he looked up around the place. It was almost like the Realm of Darkness, but as you would suspect inverted colors. It seemed however there was landscape. He began to walk towards it before he stopped. Checking his pockets he lit up as he grabbed out what seemed to be a pack of Marlboro and a Zippo. Clicking open he lit a cigarette and inhaled deeply. His nerves were rushing through him. He didn't know if this would work or not, but if it did he and this Niel kid would be set and possibly more sane.

He walked towards the lone spire. It was half the size of a castle istelf. He began climbing the stairs knowing Niel would follow. Why wouldn't he? This is what he wanted. The spiral was riddled with elaborate painted glass windows. The guards moved right aside. They knew they could not stop what was about to come. As he reached the top two doors stood between him and the thing inside who created heaven and reigned above all the dead and living. Sighing he threw his cigarette on the ground as he pushed open the doors they creaked and disappeared behind him as the room opened up and seemed to have no end, as if it was it's own realm.

"Both thorn and thistles it should bring forth, for us. For out of the ground we were taken for the dust we are, and to the dust we shall return"

AD-2

HAN: 7
REI: 6
HAK: 9(13)
SEI: 12
BUK: 7
HOH: 9(13)
Points Earned: 0
Total points: 50

Redire

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