Post by mordecai on Jun 24, 2011 10:56:22 GMT -5
Name: Yachta Asriel
Age: Apparent: 13
Actual: 104
Gender: Male
Birthday: September 22nd
Height: Five Feet Nine Inches
Weight: 110 Pounds
Eye color: Blue
Hair color: Black
Rank: Sexto Espada
Appearance: Asriel has an interesting demeanor about himself. He is usually seen with his arms crossed and looking toward the ground. He always seems to be thinking about something. He has lines under his eyes as if he lacks sleep, although he doesn't. His eyelids are half way shut at all times. In some ways his composistion is comparable to that of a 'stoner'. He doesn't care about what he looks like, there are far more important matters to attend to, such as his fighting ability. He has semi-spikey black hair. He lets his bangs fall to his eyebrows while there are two unique strands of hair that reach his shoulders. He inherited his hair from his mother, something that she was complimented on frequently.
He wears a white pinstrip shirt that never seems to get dirty no matter how much he wears it. He leaves all but the two top buttons buttoned. He wears skinny black jeans that are slightly torn at the knees. Again, this man doesn't care about his appearance and it shows as he never seems to change his clothes. His Zanpaktou is located in a sheath at his right side at all times. It is a simple katana with green wrapping at the hilt. His remaining hollow mask is located on the left side of his face. It covers a fourth of his face from his hairline to his eyebrow. His Arrancar-Hole is located on the upper left side of his chest. It's small but large enough for him to put his fist through.
Asriel has a thin build, he doesn't weigh that much although he is known to pack a punch. He is five feet and nine inches tall. He weighs 110 pounds, back when he was alive the kids made fun of his weight. He possessed little muscle and he was at an average heigh for his age. He didn't care what they thought and he would always come back with some witty remark about their own body shape. He looks like he is around thirteen years old and he doesn't mind... It's fun being a kid every now and then.
Personality: Back when Asriel was alive he was your average school boy. He did what he was told without any questions. He was bullied every now and then and it often came out to a physical dispute. He had a calm demeanour but after somone pushed his buttons for a long enough time he just snapped. He was suspended on multiple occasions for violence toward other students.
After his death he became a Demi-Hollow. He wanted revenge toward the people who murdered him... He never found it. His fate was soon locked and tied as he evolved into a weak Hollow. He was a mindless freak, being driven only by the need to devour souls to feed his never ending burning hunger. He was simply a fodder until he evolved into a Adjucha. That was when he regained some of his intelligence. He didn't remember who he was but he retained some of his personality. He was a quiet Hollow who tried to stay away from the pack but for some reason... They followed him without question. As much as he hated to admit it, Asriel was a natural born leader.
In battle his entire personality changed. He wasn't afraid to bark out orders to the other Hollows that followed him. He became somewhat blood thirsty as well. He would become somewhat reckless and play with his food before killing it. This is perhaps once of his biggest weaknesses that he never exactly got over.
After ripping his mask off from his face his quiet personality strengthed even further. He rarely talked, unless in battle when it was neccisary, and when he did it was only about important matters. He became somewhat sarcastic and viewed the world as just a dream, it was only a matter of time before he woke up. Nothing mattered to him but for some reason the only thing that felt right... The only thing that felt natural... Was fighting. He found that battling others was his 'purpose'. Anything else, such as being treated like a god, was just a little extra.
Strengths: Asriel has many strengths, one being his leadership skills. Although he doesn't talk to those that follow him he doesn't mind giving them commands. They follow him without a question, he just seems to give off a natural glow toward other Hollows that seem to be fond of him and what he has to offer; survival. As for his combat abilities his speed is what sets him apart from everyone else. He is extremely acrobatic and incredibly fast. His speed is his strength and he plans to use to his advantage at all times.
Weaknesses: For what he makes up in offensive abilties he lacks in defense. He doesn't like to block or parry and if it came down to it then the enemy would instantly discover his biggest weakness. He also tends to play around with his opponents before killing them, he likes to see pain in others and tends to mutilate his victims before delivering the final strike.
Abilities: Gemelos Sonido- Asriel is able to move at such speeds using Sonido that he actually creates afterimages of himself that disappear after a couple of seconds. He is able to create up to five clones.
Pesquisa- Asriel is able to detect and sense reiatsu in his general area. He uses this ability to determine his opponent's strength compared to his.
Garganta- He is able to create portals to teleport from Hueco Mundo to the Human world and vice-versa.
Hierro- By focusing his spiritual energy he is able to harden his skin and stop some attacks depending on the strength of his opponent. This is his weakest technique.
Bala- By focusing his spiritual energy and punching incredibly fast he is able to create a mass of green energy balls that travel at insane speeds.
Cero- He is able to form a large green orb in the palm of his hands before shooting it off in a large beam toward his enemy.
Zanpakutō Name: Velocidad
Sealed Zanpakutō: Asriel's Zanpaktou is simply a two foot long katana. It has a black sheath with the words, "Live Free" engraved on it. The hilt of Velocidad is black with green wrappings covering it. It is curved slightly and weighs very little, something that compliments Asriel's speed.
Incantation to Release: Come forth speed, let us strike down our enemies... Let there be blood!/Nos viene indica velocidad, golpear a nuestros enemigos... Que haya sangre!
Resurrección: Once Asriel releases his Ressurrecion he gains an animalistic-like composure. His clothing disappears and is replaced by white skin-tight pants. He has no shirt and it reveals his Arrancar-Hole. His muscles are beefed up and his finger-nails become extremely sharp and incredibly hard- comparable to that of the hardest metal. His teeth also apparently sharpen, he looks somewhat like a demon.
He doesn't gain any extra weapons other than his metal-like claws which he adores. He is capable of cutting and stabbing others with his claws just as much as he is with a sword. His nails give him more mobility and agility due to not being restricted by how large his sword is.
Technique Name: Zero Barrage/Barrage de Cero
Technique Category: Offensive
Technique Range: Medium Range
Technique Description: By simply concentrating his spiritual energy into his hands he can activate this attack. His claws begin to glow green and his body begins to stiffen up. After charging for a couple of seconds he is capable of firing one hundred Ceros, one after the other in quick succession. This is mean't to overwhelm the enemy and is extremely deadly at close range.
History: Asriel was born to two Aristocrats who lived in England at the time. They wanted their son to be a great man and a rich one at that. They sent him off to the most expensive boarding school that they could find as soon as he turned five years old. He was distraught at leaving his home, without a mother and without a father... Asriel was alone in the world. Live was not so pleasant at the Boarding school either. He was bullied and picked on for absolutely no reason. He soon got into fights with the other students, this would continue until the age of thirteen years old. He was walking to his dorm after class when one of his bullies approached him. He was pushed around a bit before Asriel turned around, intending to punch the boy in the face. The bully pushed him once more, this time with more force. Asriel staggered backwards and fell backwards. He hit his head on the pavement below and lost consciousness. Blood was everywhere. He wasn't dead but the idiot that had done this to him didn't know so. He began to panic and then took Asriel's body to the forest. He started a fire and... You can assume what happened next. Asriel suffered the pain of being burned alive before dieing and changing into a Demi-Hollow.
He never got his revenge and as the years passed he transformed into a Weak Hollow. The hunger that drove Asriel on grew stronger and stronger until he couldn't take it anymore. The countless souls that he had devoured finally accumulated and he transformed into a Menos Grande. Thirty years later the monster reached the requirement for Adjucha... He resembled a lion and acted like one as well. This was when the other Hollows began to follow him. After countless battles it was time for him to reach the next level in power. He ripped off his mask, not caring for the 50/50 chance that he had. He decided that he was either going to die or get a new level of power... He was lucky. He soon transformed into an Arrancar, carving a new path in his life. He soon found out that there was a group of humans who worshipped the Hollows like gods... He planned to be one of them... One of the strongest.
RP Sample: Asriel looked toward the ground with narrowed eyebrows. It was time, the war was approaching. The battle between Arranacar and Shinigami... Was he scared? No. He was excited. He smirked slightly before looking toward his followers. "Alright... Let's go." He raised his arm and pointed it toward the ground. He took in a deep breath as he focused his reiatsu. Suddenly the wind picked up in the area before a black hole began to rip open in the space in front of himself. He exhaled as the portal stopped expanding. He stepped through the Garganta, knowing that his underlings would follow. He felt the pressure that he had felt a thousand times before as he traveled through the interdimensional void. He was sure that he didn't breath, that eased the pain a little bit. The next thing he knew he was in a grass plain. He looked around as his soldiers appeared out of the Garganta. He sighed before beginning to walk north, toward the city. "C'mon... We got work to do."
The group of five Arrancar walked in silence. They knew that there was going to be a battle and there was probably going to be death. They reached their destination and came to a halt. They were in the middle of an empty city, surrounded by massive buildings and empty cars. In front of them was a group of Shinigami. The captain of the squad was obviously the man that was in front of the four others. He had blue hair and black eyes, the opposite of Asriel himself. "Alright... Let's go ahead and start this... Let's not waste our time talking eh?" He said as he unsheathed his Zanpaktou. Asriel sighed before nodding. He unsheathed his own blade and took a step forward, "Sonido!" He roared. He disappeared before reappearing behind his opponent. The unsuspecting Captain heard something behind himself. Asriel brought his arms above his head and slammed downward toward his target's shoulder, starting the fight. The Shinigami let out a scream as the blade sunk into his shoulder, "Dam-Dammit!" He roared.
The others turned and looked at the Espada before drawing their blades. "Oh no no no..." Asriel said, chuckling as he did so. His fraccion was suddenly on the other Shinigami, defending their leader. Asriel returned his attention to the Shinigami, pulling his sword from the man's shoulder. He didn't feel like ending the fight just yet. His opponent turned around, his clothing covered in blood. "B-Bastard..." He dashed forward, unsheathing his blade. Asriel simply raised his arm, pointing the blade toward his opponent in an attempt to stab the man who was running straight toward his sword. He watched as his blade sunk into his opponents chest. The Captain continued forward and pulled his blade over his head. "D-Die!" He exclaimed. As he opened his mouth blood slowly dripped out. The man closed his eyes, dropping his Zanpaktou."What the hell?" Asriel asked. "'Kinda Captain are you?"
Final Acceptance:
Age: Apparent: 13
Actual: 104
Gender: Male
Birthday: September 22nd
Height: Five Feet Nine Inches
Weight: 110 Pounds
Eye color: Blue
Hair color: Black
Rank: Sexto Espada
Appearance: Asriel has an interesting demeanor about himself. He is usually seen with his arms crossed and looking toward the ground. He always seems to be thinking about something. He has lines under his eyes as if he lacks sleep, although he doesn't. His eyelids are half way shut at all times. In some ways his composistion is comparable to that of a 'stoner'. He doesn't care about what he looks like, there are far more important matters to attend to, such as his fighting ability. He has semi-spikey black hair. He lets his bangs fall to his eyebrows while there are two unique strands of hair that reach his shoulders. He inherited his hair from his mother, something that she was complimented on frequently.
He wears a white pinstrip shirt that never seems to get dirty no matter how much he wears it. He leaves all but the two top buttons buttoned. He wears skinny black jeans that are slightly torn at the knees. Again, this man doesn't care about his appearance and it shows as he never seems to change his clothes. His Zanpaktou is located in a sheath at his right side at all times. It is a simple katana with green wrapping at the hilt. His remaining hollow mask is located on the left side of his face. It covers a fourth of his face from his hairline to his eyebrow. His Arrancar-Hole is located on the upper left side of his chest. It's small but large enough for him to put his fist through.
Asriel has a thin build, he doesn't weigh that much although he is known to pack a punch. He is five feet and nine inches tall. He weighs 110 pounds, back when he was alive the kids made fun of his weight. He possessed little muscle and he was at an average heigh for his age. He didn't care what they thought and he would always come back with some witty remark about their own body shape. He looks like he is around thirteen years old and he doesn't mind... It's fun being a kid every now and then.
Personality: Back when Asriel was alive he was your average school boy. He did what he was told without any questions. He was bullied every now and then and it often came out to a physical dispute. He had a calm demeanour but after somone pushed his buttons for a long enough time he just snapped. He was suspended on multiple occasions for violence toward other students.
After his death he became a Demi-Hollow. He wanted revenge toward the people who murdered him... He never found it. His fate was soon locked and tied as he evolved into a weak Hollow. He was a mindless freak, being driven only by the need to devour souls to feed his never ending burning hunger. He was simply a fodder until he evolved into a Adjucha. That was when he regained some of his intelligence. He didn't remember who he was but he retained some of his personality. He was a quiet Hollow who tried to stay away from the pack but for some reason... They followed him without question. As much as he hated to admit it, Asriel was a natural born leader.
In battle his entire personality changed. He wasn't afraid to bark out orders to the other Hollows that followed him. He became somewhat blood thirsty as well. He would become somewhat reckless and play with his food before killing it. This is perhaps once of his biggest weaknesses that he never exactly got over.
After ripping his mask off from his face his quiet personality strengthed even further. He rarely talked, unless in battle when it was neccisary, and when he did it was only about important matters. He became somewhat sarcastic and viewed the world as just a dream, it was only a matter of time before he woke up. Nothing mattered to him but for some reason the only thing that felt right... The only thing that felt natural... Was fighting. He found that battling others was his 'purpose'. Anything else, such as being treated like a god, was just a little extra.
Strengths: Asriel has many strengths, one being his leadership skills. Although he doesn't talk to those that follow him he doesn't mind giving them commands. They follow him without a question, he just seems to give off a natural glow toward other Hollows that seem to be fond of him and what he has to offer; survival. As for his combat abilities his speed is what sets him apart from everyone else. He is extremely acrobatic and incredibly fast. His speed is his strength and he plans to use to his advantage at all times.
Weaknesses: For what he makes up in offensive abilties he lacks in defense. He doesn't like to block or parry and if it came down to it then the enemy would instantly discover his biggest weakness. He also tends to play around with his opponents before killing them, he likes to see pain in others and tends to mutilate his victims before delivering the final strike.
Abilities: Gemelos Sonido- Asriel is able to move at such speeds using Sonido that he actually creates afterimages of himself that disappear after a couple of seconds. He is able to create up to five clones.
Pesquisa- Asriel is able to detect and sense reiatsu in his general area. He uses this ability to determine his opponent's strength compared to his.
Garganta- He is able to create portals to teleport from Hueco Mundo to the Human world and vice-versa.
Hierro- By focusing his spiritual energy he is able to harden his skin and stop some attacks depending on the strength of his opponent. This is his weakest technique.
Bala- By focusing his spiritual energy and punching incredibly fast he is able to create a mass of green energy balls that travel at insane speeds.
Cero- He is able to form a large green orb in the palm of his hands before shooting it off in a large beam toward his enemy.
Zanpakutō Name: Velocidad
Sealed Zanpakutō: Asriel's Zanpaktou is simply a two foot long katana. It has a black sheath with the words, "Live Free" engraved on it. The hilt of Velocidad is black with green wrappings covering it. It is curved slightly and weighs very little, something that compliments Asriel's speed.
Incantation to Release: Come forth speed, let us strike down our enemies... Let there be blood!/Nos viene indica velocidad, golpear a nuestros enemigos... Que haya sangre!
Resurrección: Once Asriel releases his Ressurrecion he gains an animalistic-like composure. His clothing disappears and is replaced by white skin-tight pants. He has no shirt and it reveals his Arrancar-Hole. His muscles are beefed up and his finger-nails become extremely sharp and incredibly hard- comparable to that of the hardest metal. His teeth also apparently sharpen, he looks somewhat like a demon.
He doesn't gain any extra weapons other than his metal-like claws which he adores. He is capable of cutting and stabbing others with his claws just as much as he is with a sword. His nails give him more mobility and agility due to not being restricted by how large his sword is.
Technique Name: Zero Barrage/Barrage de Cero
Technique Category: Offensive
Technique Range: Medium Range
Technique Description: By simply concentrating his spiritual energy into his hands he can activate this attack. His claws begin to glow green and his body begins to stiffen up. After charging for a couple of seconds he is capable of firing one hundred Ceros, one after the other in quick succession. This is mean't to overwhelm the enemy and is extremely deadly at close range.
History: Asriel was born to two Aristocrats who lived in England at the time. They wanted their son to be a great man and a rich one at that. They sent him off to the most expensive boarding school that they could find as soon as he turned five years old. He was distraught at leaving his home, without a mother and without a father... Asriel was alone in the world. Live was not so pleasant at the Boarding school either. He was bullied and picked on for absolutely no reason. He soon got into fights with the other students, this would continue until the age of thirteen years old. He was walking to his dorm after class when one of his bullies approached him. He was pushed around a bit before Asriel turned around, intending to punch the boy in the face. The bully pushed him once more, this time with more force. Asriel staggered backwards and fell backwards. He hit his head on the pavement below and lost consciousness. Blood was everywhere. He wasn't dead but the idiot that had done this to him didn't know so. He began to panic and then took Asriel's body to the forest. He started a fire and... You can assume what happened next. Asriel suffered the pain of being burned alive before dieing and changing into a Demi-Hollow.
He never got his revenge and as the years passed he transformed into a Weak Hollow. The hunger that drove Asriel on grew stronger and stronger until he couldn't take it anymore. The countless souls that he had devoured finally accumulated and he transformed into a Menos Grande. Thirty years later the monster reached the requirement for Adjucha... He resembled a lion and acted like one as well. This was when the other Hollows began to follow him. After countless battles it was time for him to reach the next level in power. He ripped off his mask, not caring for the 50/50 chance that he had. He decided that he was either going to die or get a new level of power... He was lucky. He soon transformed into an Arrancar, carving a new path in his life. He soon found out that there was a group of humans who worshipped the Hollows like gods... He planned to be one of them... One of the strongest.
RP Sample: Asriel looked toward the ground with narrowed eyebrows. It was time, the war was approaching. The battle between Arranacar and Shinigami... Was he scared? No. He was excited. He smirked slightly before looking toward his followers. "Alright... Let's go." He raised his arm and pointed it toward the ground. He took in a deep breath as he focused his reiatsu. Suddenly the wind picked up in the area before a black hole began to rip open in the space in front of himself. He exhaled as the portal stopped expanding. He stepped through the Garganta, knowing that his underlings would follow. He felt the pressure that he had felt a thousand times before as he traveled through the interdimensional void. He was sure that he didn't breath, that eased the pain a little bit. The next thing he knew he was in a grass plain. He looked around as his soldiers appeared out of the Garganta. He sighed before beginning to walk north, toward the city. "C'mon... We got work to do."
The group of five Arrancar walked in silence. They knew that there was going to be a battle and there was probably going to be death. They reached their destination and came to a halt. They were in the middle of an empty city, surrounded by massive buildings and empty cars. In front of them was a group of Shinigami. The captain of the squad was obviously the man that was in front of the four others. He had blue hair and black eyes, the opposite of Asriel himself. "Alright... Let's go ahead and start this... Let's not waste our time talking eh?" He said as he unsheathed his Zanpaktou. Asriel sighed before nodding. He unsheathed his own blade and took a step forward, "Sonido!" He roared. He disappeared before reappearing behind his opponent. The unsuspecting Captain heard something behind himself. Asriel brought his arms above his head and slammed downward toward his target's shoulder, starting the fight. The Shinigami let out a scream as the blade sunk into his shoulder, "Dam-Dammit!" He roared.
The others turned and looked at the Espada before drawing their blades. "Oh no no no..." Asriel said, chuckling as he did so. His fraccion was suddenly on the other Shinigami, defending their leader. Asriel returned his attention to the Shinigami, pulling his sword from the man's shoulder. He didn't feel like ending the fight just yet. His opponent turned around, his clothing covered in blood. "B-Bastard..." He dashed forward, unsheathing his blade. Asriel simply raised his arm, pointing the blade toward his opponent in an attempt to stab the man who was running straight toward his sword. He watched as his blade sunk into his opponents chest. The Captain continued forward and pulled his blade over his head. "D-Die!" He exclaimed. As he opened his mouth blood slowly dripped out. The man closed his eyes, dropping his Zanpaktou."What the hell?" Asriel asked. "'Kinda Captain are you?"
Final Acceptance: