Hasigawa, Daisuke

[Hasigawa Daisuke]

Rules of Bleached Soul
Name: (Using order of last name, first name!)
Age: Aesthetic Age: Mid to late twenties
Actual Age: 244
Gender: Male
Birthday: February 14
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 172 lbs
Eye color: Emerald green
Hair color: Copper brown/rust red

Division: Division 7
Rank: 3rd seat

Constitution
-Strength: 14
-Endurance: 15
Dexterity
-Agility: 20
-Accuracy: 20
Zanjustu
-Attack: 13
-Defense: 12
Kidou
-Hadou: 15
-Bakudou: 20
Perception
-Intelligence: 17
-Willpower: 15
Presence
-Charisma: 25
-Leadership: 14


Appearance:

Starting from the top down, Daisuke has rusty reddish brown hair that falls perfectly over his over his eyes and gives off an impressive sheen. With a simple flick of his hair, one may be able to see his eyes, ones that are a deep earthy green and always have a glint of forbidden mystery in them. Further down his face is a relatively average nose, small and unobtrusive, and then finally his mouth which is a treasure all it's own. For most, this single feature is all it takes to get reeled in, his teeth are perfectly white and straight, while his lips are just full enough without being too big as to look unrealistic. Unless a true smile is given, which is something to behold in it's own right, Daisuke maintains a mischievous smirk that gives most people butterflies.

As for his body, Daisuke is of a slim build, maintaining just enough lean muscle to look physically fit yet not enough to warrant a body builder or "meathead" status. His skin is unblemished and nearly flawless except for the single kanji tattoo on his right pectoral signifying the word "love" as well as several cut marks on his lightly calloused hands from his kendo training.

As for clothing and accessories go, Daisuke tends to keep things at least somewhat fashionable. While in a gigai, Daisuke's clothes tend to be of superior make, his shirts ranging in colors of all kinds while his pants, usually jeans, are of varying shades of blue. Daisuke also has become rather fond of skateboarding shoes and punk style jackets. While in Soul Society, Daisuke can usually be seen in the Academy's standard uniform with no alterations. His shinigami uniform is a different matter however, the sleeves are nonexistent and the front has been loosened slightly to reveal just the peek of his impressive abs.

The only accessory Daisuke really wears are his glasses which unfortunately get misplaced on a regular basis. While it isn't a dire necessity for him to have, Daisuke does suffer from mild far sighted problems. Over time he has gotten better about keeping them on his person but he still forgets them quite often.


Personality: To sum up Daisuke as a sex driven pig wouldn't be accurate, he likes to think of himself as a "harmless" pleasure seeker. Even when he was still alive, Daisuke was chasing women left and right, always using his superior looks and natural talent for smooth talking to get the women out of their clothes before they know what hit them. Boundaries isn't a familiar term to Daisuke, his shameless touchy feely tendencies have gotten him into both great and bad situations countless times. Not only is he a fantastically perverted, he is also the life of the party, any party in fact. There's something about him that seems to draw people to him like moths to a flame, a personable magnetism that keeps him on the good side of both peers and superiors alike. Since becoming captain of the 7th division, Daisuke has had to tone his antics down to keep the head captain off his back but all in all his personality hasn't changed much....at all really.

If one were to examine Daisuke on the battlefield, they would notice that he behaves in a manner that is very much unlike him yet similar. While he does try to keep any hostile situation calm and controlled, sometimes his silver tongue just isn't enough and force must be used. Because he detests fighting, Daisuke will do what he must if the situation calls for action. Due to his want for a quick end, Daisuke utilizes what the gods gave him, and that is a mix of blurring speed, agile foot work, a natural talent for bakudo, and a tactical mind.

While not being considered annoyingly happy, Daisuke borders very close to it, always a smile on his face as he playfully pushes the buttons of those he targets. It is this same positive streak that makes it so very difficult to make him angry. It's a dark day indeed if someone manages to wipe the smile from Daisuke's face. He never shouts or gets terribly physical, instead, Daisuke's voice becomes something less than a whisper and his eyes narrow significantly. It's at this point that he starts using his voice to verbally destroy someone like a snake spitting venom.

Underneath both the vivacious pleasure seeking and the mischievous smirk, is the true Daisuke. When all walls have been knocked down, one might see Daisuke for who he really is, a young man that is insecure about who he is, one that truly would be nothing without the company of others. Due to past events, Daisuke also harbors intense regret for leaving friends in a pinch. It is this fear of being truly alone in every sense of the word that keeps him constantly needing the spotlight on himself, not that it's particularly hard for him to do so.

During his off time, on the rare occasion that he isn't out pursuing some sort of satisfaction, Daisuke enjoys reading trashy romance novels as well as writing romantic poetry.


Strengths: Daisuke's speed and agility are some of his greatest assets, all of which are matched by a rather impressive comprehension of both offensive and defensive kido. All of this only makes up for a small percentage of his strength, his most powerful weapon is without a doubt, his mind. While not being a "genius" by any means, Daisuke is extremely resourceful and cunning. Not only is he analytical and adaptive, Daisuke has a silver tongue, being able to talk his way out of most situations with ease.


Weaknesses: Because he is constantly on the prowl for a good time, Daisuke has a terrible time being taken seriously. In addition to that, Daisuke has a very black and white view on good and evil, something that doesn't always sit right with some of his peers. Due to past events, Daisuke suffers from the occasional nightmare that can fatigue him greatly, this however doesn't happen terribly frequently.


Sealed Zanpakutō: Kyuudou Seigikan while in it's sealed state, takes the form of a beautifully ornate katana. Starting at the top, Kibakuhime's blade is fairly average except for it's exceptional polished sheen. Moving down, the tsuba is circular with two comma-like holes in it. The handle and sheath are both a polished smokey gray color.

Zanpakutō Spirit: Kyuudou Seigikan (Seeker of truth and justice): Kyuudou Seigikan is Daisuke's wily zanpakutou spirit. She takes the form of a flawless young woman with raven hair, wearing nothing but a white robe and a blindfold. She is every bit as flirtatious as her counterpart but is also quite opinionated and judgemental. While the latter traits are also a part of Daisuke, they aren't exactly ones he enjoys working with and so, has trouble truly connecting with her. With time and training, this gap in understanding will fade, but for now, they will remain as they are, friendly yet a tad bit unsure of each other.

Zanpakutô Realm: The realm in which Kyuudou Seigikan resides takes the form of a vast neo gothic city. At the center of the city sits a massive cathedral in which the zanpakutou spirit can be found. Just like his attitude, the city consists of black, white, and varying shades of grey.

Shikai Incantation: Handan o watasu (Pass judgement)
Shikai Category: Kido Type
Shikai Range: Mid Range
Shikai Description: Upon speaking the incantation, Kyuudou Seigikan transforms into an elegant longsword. The entirety of the weapon is seemingly composed of a substance that looks neither liquid nor solid and is what looks to be polished silver. With every swing, the sword seems to flow and ripple like water yet holds it's shape perfectly.

Technique Name: Haikiryou (displacement)
Technique Category: Augment
Technique Range: Mid Range
Technique Description: When Daisuke activates this ability, Kyuudou Seigikan's blade begins glowing bright white before each use. When the blade makes physical contact with something, it produces an enormous flash bang that has the capacity to blind anyone within a 20 foot radius around the struck end. If effectively used, Daisuke's enemies will be incapacitated for a short time (apprx. 2 posts) and the effect will begin fading soon after. This technique can be used once every two posts and doesn't work on people/creatures that are already blind.


Bankai Name: Tenrai Kyuudou Seigikan (Divine Seeker of Truth and Justice)
Bankai Description: Tenrai Kyuudou Gleams for but a moment before a large 50 by 50 meter rectangular dome encases both Daisuke and whoever he happens to target. The dome is of a gothic design with no windows and circular in shape.
Bankai Abilities: Utsushidasu shintai (Reflect the Ultimate Truth): Upon sealing the victim(s) inside, a large mirror will manifest in front of each person excluding Daisuke. When the victim looks at his or her reflection, specifically the eyes, said reflection shall bring to the surface each and every regret, fear, doubt, etc. The reflection shall continue to emotionally tear apart it's physical counterpart until either the victim has overcome and faced his/her inner demons or let the seeds of discord internally eat away at them until they become mentally weak and physically fatigued to staggering degrees.

In either scenario, once the victim is through the ordeal, the dome fades into nothingness and the person will either feel intense clarity and serenity or traumatized and sick. The positive effects of leaving the dome successfully can make anyone feel like a new person, this is not limited to shinigami and humans, but hollows and whatever else as well.

History: Birth-Death:
The year was 1767 Daisuke Onigawa was born into the world on a chilly February day to a single mother, the owner of a moderately successful Geisha house in Kyoto. While Daisuke's childhood couldn't be considered terribly "normal" he did grow up quite well, learning various things such as dancing, calligraphy, poetry,instrument playing, and sex education from the Geisha(s?) that lived in his home. As he went from a child to a teenager, Daisuke used his natural good looks and speaking abilities to woo the local women into his bed. With his mother now retiring, Daisuke decided to take over the family business, a decision that went very well for the young man. It wasn't until he had turned 20 did he run into trouble, one of his best women had been frequently harassed by one of the regular customers, a scruffy man only years older than Daisuke. This had been the man's third strike and so Daisuke was forced to toss the man out, banning him from the establishment but the man didn't like that one bit and so, later that night, came back with a small group of friends and burned the building down, Daisuke and his Geisha(s?) stuck inside.

Life In Soul Society(Pre Shinigami):
Daisuke soon awoke in unfamiliar territory, his memories tattered and random. It took awhile but Daisuke was finally able to grasp what this strange new land was, with the help of some of the locals, Daisuke learned that he was now in Soul Society. One local in particular was most helpful, a gorgeous young woman named Tsumugi, who, like Daisuke, had died well before her time. Soon the young man found out that he was in something called the Rukongai, specifically district number 55, Shimazu. It seemed like no time at all before Daisuke and Tsumugi became the best of friends, both of them looking out for each other in order to survive the unpleasant living conditions of the district. It was on the day Tsumugi, now lovingly called "Mugi" had decided to celebrate as the day she and Daisuke had met that the adventure loving girl urged Daisuke to go on a picnic with her. It took but the smallest of pouty looks from Mugi and Daisuke couldn't help but agree to go.

The sun was slowly sinking by the time the pair had started moving, the sky was now a beautiful mix of purple, orange, yellow, and pink. The young pair had slowly made their way towards the outskirts of the district, settling down not far from a group of fellow villagers gathering fire wood. The picnic went well, Daisuke and Mugi laughing, enjoying each other's company as well as the other villagers' until a series of ominous howls were heard. In no time at all, Daisuke and his peers were swarmed by a large group of hollows, all with the urge to feed and destroy. It was nothing short of a massacre, friend after friend was torn to shreds and eaten, the hollows' hunger seemed unending. During the chaos of the attack, Daisuke lost sight of Mugi, only noticing after he heard her scream for help.

With a feeling of dread, the young man turned his head, laying eyes on his closest friend reaching for him, begging him to aid her as a hollow pinned her to the ground preparing to strike. Daisuke could do nothing as his only family was held firmly by the demon, nothing accept run away. Fear dominated his mind, his legs carrying him as far as they were able and the frightened youth found a place to hide amongst the many piles of destroyed houses.

Dawn took an eternity to arrive, the hollows had left and a certain red headed man finally emerged from his hiding hole. It took awhile for him to gain a sense of things, apparently a group of shinigami had been dispatched to deal with the threat. Dread once more grasped his being as he made his way back to the site of the attack, the shinigami were still carrying the dead and treating the wounded when Daisuke made his way closer. The young man looked frantically for his beloved Mugi but upon closer inspection of the bodies, he found her, a chewed up mess of a cadaver, a look of fright and pain still etched on her beautiful face. The sight of his dead friend made his mind go blank, his vision blurring as he lost consciousness.

It wasn't for some time later did Daisuke finally wake up, the shinigami it had seemed, saw him collapse and aided in helping him recover. The men and women around were kind enough to fill him in on what happened fully as they tended to the wounded, trying to return some semblance of normalcy to the district. The previous night had already became infamous, the "Massacre of Shimazu" people were calling it apparently was the largest hollow attack in years. Regret and guilt consumed the now very alone Daisuke, who, unable to confront himself, pushed the bad feelings into his mind, locking them away and pretending like everything was alright.

Despite looking fine on the outside, Daisuke secretly hated himself and the next day, he made his way to the shinigami academy in an attempt to someday atone for abandoning his family. It seemed as though he wasn't the only one with the idea to become a shinigami though, shortly after he came to the academy, he heard a rumor of more people from Shimazu that had joined. With nothing but a vague rumor, the newly made student had to wait to find his fellow man or woman in tragedy and instead start his new school life.

Life in the Academy:
Upon setting foot in the grandiose school, Daisuke's life became significantly better, the events that lead him there remained buried in the back of his mind. The fact that there were so many pretty faces around him made it easier to put the smile back on his face, after all, what was better than countless attractive women?

School went smoothly enough, Daisuke having taken the entry exam and passing with (surprisingly) flying colors, earning him praise from many teachers. Despite his seemingly unmotivated attitude, Daisuke proved a worthwhile student, always managing to pass his classes, particularly kido courses with ease. It wasn't more than 2 months into his first year at the academy did Daisuke start hearing a voice. It was faint at first, only manifesting when the young man had conflicting thoughts, but steadily grew louder and more frequent with time. It was the voice of Daisuke's zanpakutou spirit, Kyuudou Seigikan.

Upon the start of his second year, Daisuke had made a name for himself among his peers, having an impressive talent for kido, bakudo especially. While he was more than capable of excelling at hado, Daisuke found that there were so many more possibilities with it's counterpart. His prowess with both kido and to a lesser extent, speed, got the attention of the Gotei 13. It was only a matter of months before he was approached by a ranking shinigami with an offer to join their ranks, his skills proving more than enough for an officer's position. While the offer was tempting, the truth of the matter was that Daisuke just wasn't ready to leave this newly discovered life. His refusal was given politely, telling the shinigami he had more to "learn" yet and would like to complete the full school experience.

Year after year passed, life at the academy was the same as ever, carefree and full of debauchery, just the way Daisuke liked it. He was now on his sixth year in school with no intention of leaving. The shinigami representative had hounded him year after year, his third year was especially annoying due to the superb connection he had to his zanpakutou spirit. The fact that he had already obtained shikai and chose not to pursue an immediate career in the Gotei 13 infuriated his teachers to no end.

As time continued to progress, it became clear to the teaching staff that Daisuke had no intention of graduating anytime soon despite being more than ready to graduate years prior. This realization didn't sit well with the staff, they saw the obvious potential in the young man and so far watched him slowly destroy it by not progressing. Daisuke would be forced to graduate or else he would be expelled. So it was that the red head filled the application for the Gotei 13, where he was accepted into squad 3.

Life as a Shinigami:
Daisuke assimilated into military life with reluctant ease, the easy going life of a slacker now gone for good. With much persuasion, Daisuke was given an unseated position, preferring not to draw attention to himself, lest he be given more responsibility than he wanted. It was only a matter of time before he drew the eyes of his captain, who saw his talent and bumped him up to 5th seat, whether he liked it or not. Two years of being a seated officer made it clear that while Daisuke had the ability to be a great leader, he lacked the drive to be effective. He was likeable, easy to approach, and forceful when he had to be but his hedonistic tendencies and lazy attitude made advancing in rank very difficult.

Not only was his attitude undesirable, but his inability to face up to his past made achieving bankai an impossible feat. On a particularly odd mission, Daisuke and a group of subordinates were sent to the world of the living to investigate a series of hollow attacks. The team staked out for a number of days before hollows were spotted in a small town, the same location that had been attacked in the past. There were only a handful of hollows and all were dealt with relatively easy, all but one. The hollow was an oddity in that it's mask was cracked and partially gone.

Man after man crumpled under the unique hollow's might, until finally, it was just Daisuke and the monster. The battle was long and taxing, the red headed shinigami coming out alive half dead and alone. Because he didn't report back to his Captain, a team was sent to check on Daisuke, finding his unconscious body amongst the bodies of his fallen comrades.

Dreams flashed through his head as he lay in the squad 4 infirmary, nightmares more specifically. He dreamed of Mugi and the night the Hollows took her from him and most of all, the fear that led to his running away when needed most, his men who were slaughtered before his eyes, everything. It took close to two weeks before he was allowed to come out of the infirmary, in that time he slowly realized that death was part of his job and it would always would be a part of his life. It became apparent that his current squad couldn't help him protect those he cared about effectively and therefore when he could, Daisuke put in a transfer request for the execution squad.

Not long after recovering, Daisuke was transferred to the 7th division, where he put his new found determination to work. Now a member of squad 7, Daisuke felt both more at home and not, his bright and carefree personality clashed terribly with the stalwart attitudes of his fellows, something that was both a blessing and a curse. It took quite awhile but eventually his squad mates got used to him, looking past the goofy side and seeing his true abilities. Through many years of training and (relative) hard work, Daisuke finally landed him a promotion, all the way up to the 3rd seat, where he has settled in quite nicely. He still has yet to attain his bankai and still has many doubts abotu his ability to lead but he tries his best.





RP Sample: What a perfect day it was! The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, and a certain copper haired young man was soundly napping under a large tree in the Academy's courtyard. He was supposed to be spending the time training his mind in peaceful meditation but the warmth of the day proved too much for Daisuke and soon he fell into a tranquil dream filled with good things, sunny fields, bunnies, flowers, naked women, ya know, the usual stuff. No dream was complete without them right? Right.

"....mer......yeah...right there...."

The young man murmured in his sleep, gaining an amused look from several passing students. It wasn't until a large shadow loomed over him did his dream falter, making his excellent dream fade in a matter of seconds. "So young man, think you can sleep the day away do you?!" The voice of a female teacher, one of the kendo instructors from the sounds of it, battered his ears like a drum. Before he even opened his eyes, Daisuke's trademark smirk played across his handsome features "You're free to join me sweetheart." With a yawn, Daisuke's eyes finally opened, their emerald hue shining perfectly in the sun before giving his teacher a wink.

"Is that so...." The teacher spoke softly, a sultry tone in her voice. As she spoke, Daisuke's ears perked and his smirk started to form into a smile of victory "Take a seat hun, I promise I don't bite....hard-Ack!" In an instant, his teacher went from mock seductive to full blown angry, smacking him over the head with her fist. "You little shit!" An evil laugh poured out of her mouth, one that Daisuke couldn't help but stare at. "You think you're a wise guy huh?! Well be prepared for a week of severe punishments!"

At this, charming laughter began bubbling up from the young man "Promise? It's not nice to threaten someone with a good time.. OW!" The teacher had struck him over the head once more "...Sorry teach..." With that said, Daisuke proceeded to be pulled back to the Academy entrance by the ear. Ah yes, a perfect day indeed...


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