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SimplisticRecoil
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Join date : 2013-05-25
| | Subject: Nameless Arrancar Mon May 27, 2013 8:30 pm | |
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Nameless Arrancar
“The pain I feel now is the happiness I had before. That’s the deal.”
Arrancar Encyclopedia
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Birth Name: Jalen
Hollow Aliases: Nameless Arrancar, Nobody
Gender: Male
Age: 249 Years Old [ 25 Years Old ]
Birth Date: July 31st
Rank Status: Septima Fracción [ Semi-Elite ]
Cero Color: Light blue out the outsides that gradients to white towards the middle.
Aspect of Death: Pain
Hollow Hole Location: Umbilicus / Lower Back
Appearance:
- Spoiler:
Child Form:Height: 133 cm [ 4'4" ]
Weight: 28 kg [ 62 lbs ]
His small, well-toned body is that of an extremely athletic child without looking overly unnatural or freakish. His slender frame is compact yet durable. His hollow mask is unique, being the fact that it isn’t present on his face. When viewed from the front it falls over his trapezius muscles and onto his collar bone before branching out to his shoulders. When viewed from the back it connects above his C7 vertebrae is a plate that extends over his upper back to the middle of it. A diagonal, jagged mutilation runs across the bleak formation and into his flesh, except that part has long since healed. His skin is brown and his eyes a brilliant gold. His hair is white and usually looks like the unkempt mane of a lion. He generally wears shorts and a graphic tee, unless otherwise required. Original Form:Height: 186 cm [ 6'1" ]
Weight: 80 kg [ 176 lbs ]
Like his Child Form it is evident that he is in excellent physical shape. His gold, regal eyes seem to give off a hint of wisdom and sophistication. There is now a visible scar on his left cheek; unfortunately he does not remember the story behind the scar. His brown skin is still the same as when he is in his Child Form, as well as the color of his hair. His hairstyle, however, is evidently different. Instead of the lion-like hair he has more of a spiked Mohawk, with the sides laid down. Occasionally he changes it up depending on the situation. He has a tribal tattoo on his left bicep, but outside of décor it serves no purpose. He generally wears his Arrancar clothing in this form and if he shifts from his Child Form his regular Arrancar will appear as well. The main thing that differs from the typical Arrancar attire is his combat boots, which comes up to almost the middle of his shins. Child Form Personality:
He is usually recognized as a comical entity, depending on a person’s sense of humor. He is always saying inappropriate things or acting ill-mannered at inopportune times. He is extremely laid back and spends a great deal of time either sleeping or sprawled out somewhere. He is an avid musician, spending the time between napping and serving perfecting his musical talents. When he is up and moving about he is energetic and generally jovial, constantly seen with a smile or grin on his face. He is the definition of unpredictable and bi-polar, quickly going 1 to 100 then back down to 1 with little to no provocation.
He isn’t very perceptive to people or their intents and doesn’t spend a great deal of time reading between the lines. He relies on his gut’s assessment in social situations, rarely questioning his gut’s feelings. However, how he acts when he gets these feelings is a different matter entirely. He is highly alert individual, being capable of adequately defending himself even while asleep.
In his Child Form anything goes! He will do whatever it takes to win and not hold back in the slightest. He’d also mock his opponents and can sometimes be extremely arrogant; he has been known to taunt his opponent and allow them to hit him with their best move. He likes to joke and laugh while in combat about anything, sometimes having little relevance to the task at hand.
Original Form Personality:
He is extraordinarily protective of his friends, family (Tema) and allies. He will defend them until the end, most likely dying well before any of them do. If he put in a situation that requires him to pick to save one life over the other he will always choose Tema, followed by friends, then lastly allies and him. He is even loyal to the innocent, going out of his way to help or aid others regardless to their species. Generally he is very well mannered person. His etiquette is that of a man in the military and he does show respect to all people, no matter who they are. Naturally this can change depending on his interaction and history with that individual.
He treats those around him, even outside his own fraccion, with respect. He goes as far as to respect his enemies for he believes some of his enemies today could be his allies tomorrow. He earnestly dislikes doing any kind of paperwork, shoving it off to other Arrancar or a willing Espada; he is known to sometimes throw comedic tantrums if he has to do it himself. He is willing to make a fool out of himself if his antics would cheer up someone he cares about. He is very humble, never boasting about his own abilities or rank. He prefers to converse with people as equals, immediately requesting they drop honorifics or titles; he will address someone with honorifics until asked to do otherwise.
He is very observant and a deep thinker. He will mull over moments he has experienced over and over in his head until he is sufficed with the conclusion he comes up with. He is a very theoretical individual. He has been known to not raise his hand against a woman or a child, refusing to fight them unless it is to save the life of another. He maintains a certain ‘class’ in combat by upholding his honor and not being willing to participate in underhanded methods to defeat his foe. Because he dislikes underhanded tactics he has become slightly irritated with his own natural abilities. Furthermore, while in combat he isn’t above joking or laughing; he naturally laughs and jokes when he is nervous as well.
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Fighting Style
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Combat Style Overview:
His sealed Zanpakutō is unique because like his body it has two forms. It is either in its bō form or three-section-staff form. As a bō it is 5 feet, 9 inches in length and approximately 1.25 inches thick. When it is in its three-section-staff form the sections are held by his reiatsu. The amount required is minimal and not taxing. It is possible to sever the sections forcibly by cutting through the reiatsu with a weapon on par with his Zanpakutō in terms of power, but the connections can be remotely reestablished. Coming in contact with the reiatsu is uncomfortable, like touching a prank lighter or coming in contact with prank zapper unless your reiatsu, and/or Zanpakutō equivalent is higher than his own.
Innate Ability:
Embellish. He has the ability, while in all forms, to reduce all cool-downs to a minimum of one (1) and increase the duration of abilities by a single (1) post. So if something requires a one (1) post cool-down then this ability will not reduce it to zero (0); it will still take one (1) post. However, if something requires a two (2) post cool-down then it will be reduced to one (1) instead of remaining at two (2).
Ineptitude:
Due to an injury he sustained as an Arrancar he has a unique ailment. He has two forms: Child Form and Original Form. Normally he is in his child form, resulting in him having the reiatsu of one tier less than his maximum. Furthermore, his combat styles, except Sonido, are treated as one level lower. That also means if he has abilities that depend on him being a level 3, he cannot use those abilities while in his Child Form. Currently he isn’t capable of willingly phasing between forms and he hasn’t shifted into his original form since he’s been subjected to his Child Form. Unfortunately, he is incapable of using his resureccion while in his Child Form.
While in his Original Form his abilities are normal; there are no sudden perks or bonuses for him shifting over into his Original Form. All wounds sustained in his Child Form still stand in his Original Form.
—Sonido
- Level (1, 2, 3)
—Reiatsu
- Level (1, 2, 3)
—Heirro
- Level (1, 2, 3)
—Cero / Bala
- Level (1, 2, 3)
—Resureccion
- Level (1, 2, 3)
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Once Upon A Time
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History:
Jalen was born into a young, loving couple who happily married shortly after his birth. His father was a normal, hardworking individual who spent his days employed as an investigative detective and enjoyed locking up society’s criminals, both foreign and domestic. His mother was a strong, independent woman who worked equally hard as a victim advocate – a professional trained to know the ends and out of the system. He attended prestigious schools from birth, despite the fact that his family wasn’t necessarily wealthy. His parents wanted to provide him a solid foundation so he could be better off than them. He occasionally saw one spirit frequently at the river bank under the northern bridge and because of his eidetic memory he could never forget the man. Unbeknownst to his parent’s he could see vague silhouettes of spirits ever since he could remember, however he kept silent because he didn’t want to cause his family any trouble.
Throughout his life his mother had a hard time interacting with him and occasionally her love for him felt superficial to Jalen. His father was the same. There were moments where he, too, seemed to look past him and hold him off at a distance. Jalen wrote this off as nothing out of the ordinary, but eventually his mother became ill. Distraught and hospitalized, she spent many of her days in bed staring out of the window in silence. Jalen, being the good son he thought he was, sat eagerly by her side without saying a word. This lasted from Jalen’s 15th to 17th birthday. Shortly after becoming 17 he visited his mother on a cool night; Jalen could remember seeing his own breath suspend in the air as he happily greeted people on his way into the hospital.
He entered his mother’s room after knocking, presenting her with flowers and greeting her with a smile. His mother was no longer capable of sitting up and the unknown disease had eaten away at her. Jalen held her now frail hand between his own, comparing her leaden complexion to his own. He hadn’t spoken to his mother in months. She spoke for the final time on this arctic night. “J-Jalen,” stuttered a raspy voice. Jalen’s head jerked up as his eyes met his mother’s; he had so much he wanted to tell her, to ask her, and opened his mouth to begin but his voice wouldn’t come forth. “In the drawer is my journal… Read it, please,” she stated as tears began to slide down her weary face. Jalen, confused, retrieved the journal and opened it to the marked pages. The journal was old and the leather surface had various cracks snaking through them. He looked up at her and she nodded in silence.
18 years ago, according to the dates, his mother responded to a local rape case. His mother arranged to meet the woman at a hotel room across the street from the police office, which was regarded as extremely safe. Nothing had happened there, prior to this day, since this hotel’s establishment. Everything was routine and nothing seemed out of the ordinary. The woman suddenly forced herself on top of Jalen’s mother. From the closet sprung a man who then went to further restrain her. He, with the aid of the woman, raped his mother. Jalen looked up from the journal with tears in his eyes, questioning the validity of the words written on the pages he’d read thus far in his mind. His mother laid in silence. He wanted to tell her this was a great start of a mystery or suspense novel, but deep in his chest he knew this wasn’t a fabricated piece of work. This was her story.
The act of the rape only lasted a few minutes and the suspect fled from the hotel room. The woman who had lured his mother there committed suicide before the police arrived. Jalen angrily threw the book away, knocking a vase of flowers from the stand. He knew what the rest was; he had it all figured out from the whispers of his memories and the story he’d just read. “I am the son of an angel… And a rapist,” he muttered, almost choking on the final word. “Thank you mother,” he said with a sheepish grin.
Jalen left his sobbing mother and hurriedly left the hospital, bumping shoulders with a guy outside of the hospital. He looked up but even through his blurred vision he recognized the man. It was his stand-in father. He tried to walk away but his father placed his hand on his shoulder, stopping him in his tracks. “I know… She told me everything, about my birth, I know,” he blurted out in a low tone. His stand-in-father lowered his head and released him. Jalen flashed his father a smile and left without another word.
“Father,” said Jalen in a low-slung tone, “You’ve been here the whole time.” The regal moon hovered in the midst of a field of darkness that was peppered with stars. Fog had set in on the river bank and in the distance Jalen could see a red, slow-blinking light that rested on the northern bridge. “Son, son, son~” responded the river, “Damn how delicious you’ve become.” Jalen clenched his fist and took a step towards the river. “Don’t be so hasty boy,” cautioned the river, “We have never spoken before, let’s get to know each other a bit better.” From the river emerged a hollow, who immediately began to chuckle. Jalen’s eyes widened as his own blood became plastered on the ground beneath him. In disbelief he collapsed. “Rather…” Started the hollow, “… Let’s skip all that mush mush, huh huh?” Jalen’s human body died, resulting in him becoming a plus and his father devoured him.
Like father like son.
Eventually his father could not be satisfied with eating only human souls after devouring Jalen’s mother and stand in father, Jalen’s biological father started eating other hollows. As time progressed his father became a Gillian, with the struggle for control began. Jalen laid dormant for majority of the mental massacre, stepping in during the last legs of the mental battle royal and taking over. Disgusted with himself he pulled his mask off as a Gillian trying to destroy himself. He became a surprisingly humanoid Arrancar, despite the notion that they generally had to be higher classes of Menos. Shortly after becoming an Arrancar he was ambushed by other Arrancar and lost his original form because of it, being tossed away instead of being immediately devoured. He was so weak he wasn’t detectable as he laid dormant for nearly 50 years…
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| | | | SimplisticRecoil
Posts : 3
Join date : 2013-05-25
| | Subject: Re: Nameless Arrancar Wed May 29, 2013 7:42 pm | |
| Complete. I plan on RPing being found by Tema and named by Tema, which is why the history breaks off as it does. I plan on doing the combat style distribution through an update unless absolutely required upfront. | |
| | | | The Forgotten Niiro
Posts : 30
Join date : 2013-05-19
Location : I'm in a Pool Full of Pussy, and I Dive In
| | Subject: Re: Nameless Arrancar Sun Jun 02, 2013 2:30 pm | |
| I'm gonna say no to the Embellish. That could mean that if you end up using a technique, like GRC, if you were to learn it, you would be able to use it every other post, which is a no-no.
For the Ineptitude thing, or whatever, you should probably change that too, cause it seems like a secondary ability, and, in the words of Spider-Man, "you only get one." | |
| | | | SimplisticRecoil
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Join date : 2013-05-25
| | Subject: Re: Nameless Arrancar Sun Jun 02, 2013 3:32 pm | |
| Welcome Niiro!
Cannot find the cool-down you're talking about as GRC has no cool-down listed anywhere.
Ineptitude is basically a for RPing purposes; doesn't provide any perks outside of growing between being a child or adult. If I have to choose between the two I will pick Ineptitude, because I'm here to RP not battle everyone I come across. | |
| | | | Izanagi
Posts : 54
Join date : 2013-05-07
| | Subject: Re: Nameless Arrancar Sat Jun 08, 2013 10:52 am | |
| 1. Cool Down for the Cero was added to the race info so follow it.
2. Sorry this took so long to look at.
3. APPROVED.
4. Im at work in my phone so no special stamp for ya. | |
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