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[Ezekiel]

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[SIZE=1]The now cold and wrinkled hand of my master fell out of my grasp; his lifeless face relaxed into a small smile?the smile I so hated for its peacefulness when I was left in such torment. How could he give up like that? How could he leave me?how could he?. when I was so lost and unprepared. I stifled a sob and stood quickly from the table, ignoring the sympathetic glances from the guards and doctors surrounding the bed. Not so strong now, am I, sensei? I quickly left for my quarters, where I sit now, writing down my thoughts and memories in the untidy hand that I?ve kept since I was young. Sensei always used to badger me about it? ?A powerful warrior should at least be able to write instructions so everyone can read them.? A short laugh, then more tears?memories are no good when they make such unhappy feelings well up inside me. Dabbing my quill in more ink, I carry on with this writing?trying to fill the pages with as much as possible in the hope that someone will read this and know what I was like, however long that may take. This scroll and the box it was found in holds more power than anyone can imagine?so let me explain this now, whoever you are: The pendant you found in this box belonged to my master. He was a powerful man, a [I]taicho[/I], a [I]Shinigami[/I]. These words you must remember as soon enough you will be associated with them in ways your mind cannot comprehend. I don?t want you to put this letter down now, and if you do, then it is clear you are not up to the task that destiny has set for you. This pendant, a small but horrifyingly powerful thing, must be worn at all times if you wish to survive. Having read these words it is up to you to leave now, or carry on. Choose your path: justice or cowardice. It is simply impossible to describe the power of this pendant to you, and if I tried, the information would simply mean nothing to you. To see just how serious I am, put on the pendant. Focus deep inside your heart and see a red glow. Reach out for that glow, let it take you in?now feel the power coursing through your veins. Feel that rush of adrenaline heating your blood to the boil. This is a power that has been entrusted to you; soon you will be hunted by three forces, as the pendant acts as a homing device for powerful spirits. The one you must go with is not a Shinigami, not now, anyway, but you will know it is him when you see him. You will sense it inside. The other two groups that search for you are ones to be avoided: the Hollows, and the Quincy. Hollows are beasts intent on seeking powerful souls, such as yourself. With this pendant now around you neck you must realise that your power has been released, unlocked. The Quincy are more powerful than Hollows, and while they may not seek to destroy you they will surely destroy the pendant. [I]You must not let this happen.[/I] Find the man, your guide, as soon as you can and she will further instruct you from there. I cannot give you any more help now, as I have not the knowledge of where and when this letter will be found. Just know that you have my blessing and my prayers for your safe journey. We will meet soon, that is, if you don?t die.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Over a hundred years ago there was a great war between Hollows and the Shinigami. The war resulted in the deaths of many powerful warriors from both sides and the near complete annihilation of the Shinigami. Near the end of the war, the Shinigami with their forces almost wiped out, called upon the Quincy for assistance. The Quincy, not forgetting their history with the Shinigami, refused, believing it to be a ploy to destroy them once again. The Shinigami somehow managed to pull themselves from the brink of defeat, partly for their re-instated anger towards the Quincy and partly because of the Hollow?s arrogance.

For years the Hollows seemed to have disappeared and it seemed that peace was near. The Quincy, not wanting to have anything to do with the Shinigami, went into hiding during this time of peace on earth, and it seemed that they were no longer needed.

However, a renegade Quincy, said to have ties with the Shinigami on a more personal level, went out of his way to track down the Captain of the First squad, at that time a man known as Shiban Yuki. This young Quincy, out of an act of rage and cowardice, attacked the old man in his sleep, leaving him with a fatal wound. The Captain lived for a week after his attack, then gave up on life, leaving his head strong and distraught Lieutenant behind to pick up the pieces.

She took his pendant, a pride amongst the Shinigami, and hid it away somewhere on Earth, knowing that a human child with strong Spirit Power would find it. This woman, trusting her instincts, knew that the peace would not last long and hoped that the pendant would be found in time before the next Great War erupted on earth. She never admitted it to anyone but herself, but she loved humans and to see their planet destroyed would, in turn, destroy her.

Now a teenage boy has discovered the hidden treasure, curious enough to follow the letters instructions. Whether or not he will live long enough to save his home and all he loves is up to him and his determination to cling onto life, even when it seems so lost.
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[LEFT][SIZE=1]Okay, if anyone has seen the anime Bleach you?ll know that I?ve based this RP on the story. While I haven?t used any characters or plot lines, I have borrowed certain concepts, such as The Shinigami, Quincies, and Hollows. If you don?t know Bleach, have no fear! Because you don?t really need to know much about it in order to play a character in this RP.

If you do wish to swat up on certain aspects, however, just so you don?t make any mistakes, a very good site to visit is [URL=http://www.bleachportal.net/bleach/][U]Bleach Portal[/U][/URL].

Of course, if you have any questions, then just send them to my inbox. If you request for me to put up a more detailed description of the main aspects of this RP then I?ll gladly create an Underground thread.

Now, [B]sign up[/B]:

[B]Name:[/B] Japanese, please
[B]Age:[/B] I don?t want anyone below the age of 16, if you?re a Shinigami you don?t need an age, just what you appear to be. Quincy are humans, so have normal ages.
[B]Gender:[/B] Normal stuff
[B]Appearance:[/B] Picture or detailed description. Shinigami wear custom robes, which are black.
[B]Weapon:[/B] This is where it gets a little complicated.
?The Quincy have things like bows, swords and stuff?.I think. So something along those lines would be good, but the key thing with Quincies is that they use their spirit energy in their weapons. (Like Ishida Uryuu, for example. He shoots arrows of energy from his bow.)
?The Shinigami have swords known as Zanpaku-to (Soul Slayers). I think it would really be best for you to refer to [URL=http://www.bleachportal.net/bleach/information/zanpaku-to][U]this page[/U][/URL] to see what I mean. Please, I want good descriptions of Zanpaku-to.
?If you are another human, as I will permit that, but have a strong spirit power I will allow you to use your imagination here. Think of Orihime from the series to get an example of what I mean.
[B]Alliance:[/B] Quincy, Shinigami or human. The boy who finds the pendant is not a true Shinigami, he will gain Shinigami powers but still have his human body. All will become clear as the RP starts, don?t worry. If you are a human with spirit powers you are automatically on the side of the boy,
[B]Title:[/B] This is for only the Shinigami and the Quincy. I don?t want a lot of captains, but I will allow one or two. There are 13 squads in the Shinigami rank, each with a Captain and a lieutenant. There are also seats going down for each squad. (example: 10th Squad, 4th seat).
For Quincy your title depends on your weapon. I know there was only one Quincy in the series (ie. Quincy Archer-Ishida Uryuu) But from this I?m assuming your title will go depending on the weapon you use. So you?re allowed to be a little inventive here, if you choose to be a Quincy.
[B]Personality:[/B] Simple stuff, I?d like to know how your character would act in battle, especially.
[B]Biography/Character Snippet:[/B] If you are playing as a human, all I really want is how they found out about their powers and got to use them, maybe their first experience with a Hollow. If you know the series well, then adding a little bit of history for your character would be good.

Please remember, only those with strong spirit powers can see Hollows. No normal human can see or sense them, but they can be hurt by them.

?[B]Quincy Archer[/B]-Imi
?[B]The boy[/B]- ULX[/SIZE][/LEFT]

[Engel]

[size=1][color=darkslategray] [b]Name:[/b] Ashisogi Jizou
[b]Age:[/b] Presumed 23, doesn't remember birthdate
[b]Gender:[/b] Male
[b]Appearance:[/b] [url=http://koti.mbnet.fi/~hakkis/bm/kuvat/f-n016.jpg]Jizou[/url] The purple is silver, the yellow is a deep red on his clothing.
[b]Weapon:[/b] Jizou has a pair of metal gauntlets, which he's named Steel Tallon, that goes over arms, all the way. It ends in a bladed, tallon like grip. He also can use his katana in a pinch. Jizou prefers to use...the edge of his tallons, not the Spirit Energy. However, he has a destructive force over the Spirit Energy he can fire. He doesn't wish for the cost of unnessicary human losses, which mostly happens when he releases that energy.
[b]Alliance:[/b] Quincy
[b]Title:[/b] Quincy Steel Tallon

[b]Personality:[/b] Jizou is cool, collected, and an egotistical bastard. He's confident, and for good cause. His enemies are "maggots" or "Worms", or something else that happens to pop into mind. His taunting is firsthand, and many people that he's faced and defeated would like to slap him with a fishing boat oar over and over. Jizou doesn't go overboard, though. He is cold, calculating and selfless when the time comes.

[b]Character Snippit:[/b] [i]Hmph...that's unfortunate. The little itsy bitsy spider climbed up the water spout...[/i] Grinding his teeth, and rubbing his hands, he stared at the creeping feature, manfested from a local hospital paitent that had died due to a hospital massacre 20 years back. It was spiderlike, but with ten long, slashing appendages on its multi-segmented body.

Jizou knew this person. It was his brother.

The cool steel of the gauntlet was harsh to the touch, but inside it was warm, the cloth underlay just right. Jizou didn't like his task. His first Hollow, to be exact. Jizou doesn't know much about himself. His birthplace a mystery, all files of his birth and life extiguished. He had forged himself some, to get into schools. He moved to Japan at birth, where his mother and father fell to an invisible wraith.

Revenge is a dish best served cold.

So cold, as twenty years. Leaping into the air, the metal on his fingers slashed the night sky, rending and tearing at the air. He moved past the onslaught of the Hollow, avoiding the pincers, the tallons, even the toxic waste Jizou presumed to be bullets from his death, coated in the medical waste that came from his bedside. He didn't wish to find out. All he wanted to do was one simple thing.

[b]Slay.[/b]

One of the long, spiked fingers met dense Hollow skullbone. He sliced through it, leaving a small gash. The mask fell off, in one place. His brother, long gone, reared in pain. This left a chance.

Jizou took it.

With nine more fingers, he sliced his once sibling down, in repent for his mother, father, and all those it had killed.

Jizou wiped Steel Tallon on the grass. He walked on.
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[Sakura]

[size=2][color=Navy][b][color=Black]OOC: [/color][/b][color=Black]I'm sorry, I won't be able to finish the sign up until I return on the 15th/16th.
Let me know if I should change anything so far.
[b]EDIT: [/b]I hoep all of that's ok, I still don't know anything about Bleach besides what I've read.
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Name:[/b] Sakura Hiwatari
[b]Age:[/b] 22
[b]Gender:[/b] Female
[b]Appearance:[/b] [/color][/size][font=Verdana][color=Navy][url="http://img301.echo.cx/img301/5099/girls836vv.jpg"]Here[/url], she wears a white, button up dress-shirt and navy blue cargo pants.[/color][/font]
[size=2][color=Navy] [b]Weapon:[/b] Sakura uses a [url="http://www.conqueronline.com/guide/images/tr.jpg"]Glaive[/url] that she named Chiméiteki, she uses a combination of both the blade and the spirit energy manifested in the weapon.
[b]Alliance:[/b] Quincy
[b]Title:[/b] Quincy Chiméiteki (Chi for short) [Deadly]
[b]Personality:[/b] [/color][/size][size=2][color=Navy]Sakura is a very dedicated person and is incredibly determined. When she sets out to hunt down a hollow, she'll do it, no matter how long it takes. When Sakura's not on the job, she's quite open and friendly to those she trusts. But during work, she's not someone to be messed around with until the hunt's over. She is extremely stubborn and hardly ever loses an argument about anything.[/color][/size]
[size=2][color=Navy] [b]Character Snippet:[/b] Sakura took long, powerful strides across the damp grass. It was a dark night and there was a thick fog that obscured her vision. Her brown eyes were focussed, her left hand swung at her side and Chiméiteki rested in the tight grip of her right hand, that hung limply at her side. She knew the Hollow that she'd been hunting was close-by, it seemed that she was relaxed, but really she was tense, ready to spring. Something in Sakura's head sent an alert and she twisted around quickly, missing getting sliced by a Hollow.

It looked at her, the mask shone in the pale moonlight. Sakura shifted discretely into a fighting position, with her legs spread apart, her right foot a little behind her left. The muscles in her arms were tense, she clenched and unclenched her fists in preparation. This was it, her first Hollow. She had to get this right to be respected properly, without having to earn it with many more.

Sakura waited and watched the Hollow, it charged forward as she predicted. She waited until it was close enough and dug the point at the bottom of her glaive into the grass and pushed, leaning her weight forward. She pushed up from the ground and flew through the air, landing behind the unsuspecting Hollow, she twisted with a horizontal slice, groaning, she turned the blade and slashed diagonally, from top left to bottom right. With a roar, Sakura thrust forward, plunging the blade through it's body.

It all happened so fast that the Hollow didn't have the chance to turn and face the opponent. She kicked the paralysed Hollow over onto it's back, letting it see her face clearly. She twirled Chiméiteki and stabbed downwards swiftly, cleaving the mask in half, the pieces falling from the face.

[b]"Sayonara, 'Tou-san." [/b]Sakura said, turning her back on the former person that had helped raise her, striding off to be concealed in the fog.
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[Ezekiel]

[SIZE=1]Sakura, that's fine, you're worth waiting for and, knowing ULX, I won't be able to start for a while anyway. *innocence*

Just to let any others who are thinking of signing up know, I really want a balanced proportion of Shinigami and Quincy. So far, we have three Quincy including myself and no [I]real[/I] Shinigami. If the next couple of people who sign up could go as Shinigami that would be lovely. :3

([B]Kamuro[/B], if you have already written your sign up as a Quincy or human, that's fine, don't worry about changing it. I'm doing your background now.)[/SIZE]

[Kamuro]

[SIZE=1][B]Name[/B]: Nobunaga Ifu

[B]Age[/B]: 20

[B]Gender[/B]: Male

[B]Appearance[/B]: [URL=http://tinypic.com/709ldw.jpg][I]Ifu[/I][/URL]

[B]Weapon[/B]: Ifu uses a simple dagger and long sword shown in the above picture. His powers are to simply manipulate metal. He can form it any time he chooses or simply alter any metal in his possession.

[B]Alliance[/B]: Human

[B]Title[/B]: None

[B]Personality[/B]: Ifu is shy around people he doesn't know, and even people he does know if they have an intimidating personality. He's not one to speak up unless the occasion desperately calls for it. After discovering his powers and certain abilities he became a bit more confident, yet they developed into just another difference between him and other people. He longs to be liked by everyone, he has a good heart but his jaded personality overshadows it sometimes. In battle he can be clumsy, but he truly is an amazing fighter. When a friend or someone in need is in peril his power intensifies greatly. With a little more confidence he could suceed even the most powerful of Hollow, but for now he's just another misfit warrior.

[B]Biography/Character Snippet[/B]: "Stop with this nonsense!" shouted Ifu's mother at the whimpering child in the corner of the room. "B-But they're here, really, I-I saw them," spoke the young Ifu, wiping the tears from his eyes. "Theres nothing here, stop being so foolish!" she shouted again, swiping at the child and missing by a great distance. "It's the truth! M-Monsters, I see them!" the child mustered the courage to shout back. "Hmph, well if you see them here then maybe its time you'd left..."

[I]Years Later[/I]

Ifu bowed before the Great Priest. "You have become a quite talented fighter, young one, and surpassed even my own expectations," the Priest spoke, bowing in return. "You have learned to control your power and use it for that of good, rather then evil. I am very proud of you," he spoke again. "However, it is time you face the final task. Your spirit senses allow you to see the Hollow beasts, you've been given this gift, and this curse. You are to fight the Hollow, protect your fellow man and the warriors of good," he spoke with great confidence. "But Sensei, I'm not ready yet, the Hollow are great beasts and-"

"Silence. I believe in you, now you must believe in yourself," said the Priest, disappearing from the room and leaving Ifu to sit in silence. And so he sat, his legs crossed and his eyes closed in deep meditation. The room was silent and as his concentration grew stronger he became more aware of his surroundings. But suddenly he heard footsteps, the sound of someone approaching him. His eyes opened as he jumped to his feet and quickly turned to see who it was. However, he saw nothing. [I]Just my imagination[/I] he thought to himself, overcome with relief.

As he turned to resume meditation he saw his mother. "M-Mother? What are you doing here?" he asked, surprised to see her after so long. "I'm here to take you home," she spoke calmly walking towards him and embracing her son in a passionate hug. "Won't you come home with me?" she asked desperately. Ifu looked at her, confused, the very women who had sent him away many years ago was now pleading for his return. But what was he to do? "I can't just leave the temple. They need me here," he said taking a step back from his mother. "You must come home," she spoke again, becoming agitated. "I just can't," said Ifu once again.

"You will come home!" she screamed her aura changing and her body forming to match that of the infamous Hollow. "You!" he shouted at the lost spirit standing before him. "If you won't come home, I'll take you there by force!" the spirit shouted. No longer resembling a human of any kind. It's hand formed claws of red and it's aura of a dark purple variety. Ifu drew his sword, gripping the handle tightly with both hands. He ran towards the spirit, jumping and striking downwards, but missing. The enemy was quick and as his feet returned to the ground he felt the tips of the spirit's claws running along his back.

He winced in pain as the blood seeped through the wounds and tainted the back of his shirt. [I]Focus, young one, set the soul of your mother free[/I] he heard the voice of the Priest echo in his head. His eyes closed and he felt the dark presence move closer. He spun swiftly, his sword clashing with the claws of the spirit. It seemed to me a stalemate until the sword suddenly grew longer, the tip rupturing the spirit's skull. He quickly drew his dagger and beheaded the beast. It's lifeless body fell to the floor and melted, his mother's soul floating off in the distance. [I]Well done[/I]

[B]OOC: Hope this is alright Imi. If theres anything you'd like me to change just ask.[/B][/SIZE]

[Pumpkin]

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[FONT=Tahoma][COLOR=#AAAAAA]Character Sign Up - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [b]Name:[/b] Hokkaido Suzu [b]Age:[/b] Appears 19 [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Appearance:[/b][[URL=http://shoujo.tripod.com/juline/juline.jpg]Suzu[/URL]] She wears the traditional black shinigami robes and has dark long brown hair with deep brown eyes. Usually seen wearing hair up in a ponytail or down. [b]Weapon:[/b] Suzu wields a Zanpaku-to that first appears to be a rusty plain katana, but has since learned shikai (the "second" release). This is used by chanting an incantation and saying its name Furugawa which means old river. It changes the look of the Katana, where it changes to a deep forest green with vines that run up it's handle and look-alike leaves that stand out almost as if it turned into a forest. It gains special powers of wind and other weather spells. [b]Alliance:[/b] Shinigami [b]Title:[/b] 7th Squad Lieutenant 1st seat [b]Personality:[/b] Suzu is a very stubborn person and is always eager to be the best. She hopes to one day be taken seriously and be the best Shinigami ever known, and believes no one can ever stand in her way. She has a soft side, and is seen as very understanding when it involves her, but mostly stays to herself majority of the time. She's an excellent fighter and is great at keeping calm but when she looses her temper it's usually to the extreme and ends up costing her failure in battle. A lot of people look on her as a younger sister, for she seems somewhat naive for she appears to be very young then most Shinigami, this leads to many underestimating her. It is because they underestimate her talents, that she usually ends up winning most of her battles. She likes to use her wits and believes in using tactics to win, a challenge is just another puzzle to be solved to her. [b]Biography/Character Snippet:[/b] Suzu's arm began to cramp as she climbed up a nearby tree. They had been following her for ages it seemed and they did not seem to be slowing down at all. She felt a sharp pain in her hand and noticed her hand was covered in blood. Taking the scarf she wore around her kimono, she gently began to attend to the wound only by the time she finished noticed that a man had stopped. He apparently was in trouble from the army as well, and was carrying what seemed to have been, a boy. [i]Poor peasants from the village, no doubt.[/i] thought Suzu as she watched from above. She was not too badly wounded and felt sorry for the villagers who were also stuck in the same mess. If they were caught, she knew they would be dead within the next hour at least. No one would care to notice them missing. She had never done anything out of her way to help others, especially when the reward for her head was so high. But she decided to help the peasants as she leaped down from the tree, and used her cunniness to sneak behind any soldiers. It would only be moments before they spot the older man and his boy leading to their death, but since her years in martial arts she knew how to avoid them with ease. Her wooden sandles made no noise even in the mud as she ran with elegance and approached the older man and the boy. The man with the grey beard was coughing and looked to be in serious bad health. He glared at Suzu with a warning glance, [b]"Who are you? and what do you want from us?"[/b] exclaimed the man holding a rusty old knife to her face. She did not flinch however and quickly remarked, [b]"Now is not the time for talk, an army squadron is on it's way in this direction, you must leave."[/b]. Before she could turn to go, the man grabbed a tight grip of her shoulder. [b]"Take the boy. Please. Make sure he gets to the next village safely."[/b] said the old man while coughing, blood spotted the ground but was quickly washed away by the heavy rainfall. [b]"I'm sorry but I don't-"[/b] replied Suzu but before she could get another word out, the man had picked up the young boy and placed him in her arms. [b]"Go."[/b] was the last word he spoke to her as she took off into the woods carrying a boy she had no connection with. [i]"Why do I always get myself into these messes anyway? Isn't this how I got in trouble in the first place?"[/i] thought Suzu as she began to dodge behind trees. She heard shouting and a commotion from the distance and figured the older man must have been found out. It seemed the army was after everyone these days. The young boy who must have only been five in her arms began to cry and scream for his grandfather. She had to hush him and cover him otherwise the would for sure be found as well. She could see light up ahead and figured that must be the village he wasn't talking about, and finally felt a sense of relief. Soon she would be able to forget all this and be able to go home. [i]Home.[/i] That made her sprint towards it even faster. Her happiness was quickly deluded by the shower of arrows that encircled him, but she was relentless not to stop. One had pierced her shoulder causing her to flinch, but she would not give up, not after she knew she was close to her home. [i]Only have to drop off this boy and then I'll be on my way. [/i] she thought, dodging all that she could. What she did not know, was she had run straight through an army camp, and was being tailed. An ambush was inevitable. Realizing the mistake and carelessness she had made, made a shock to her. However, her belief in everything can be avoided with a strategy still stuck to her. She would drop off the boy at the village, pretend to go straight when really making a circle around the troops and finally be on her way home. She stopped for she could see the village within her sights and let the boy down. He had tears streaming down his face and she bent down to wipe them. [b]"Go towards that village boy. And whatever you do, do not stop. I'm assuming you know where to go."[/b] She whispered and the boy nodded his head. Within seconds, he dissapeared into the night. The rain had begun to fall more heavily now, making it hard for her to run in her current attire. Still she kept up with her heavy pace, and made false tracks for the army. Everything was going according to plan. Except for one thing, she had never imagined that they would expect her motives. Always thinking that they were too clueless, she fell into their trap. An ambush was planned, and before she knew it she was surrounded by atleast 50 soldiers. The captains blade slide close to her neck. [b]"So we finally meet again, Suzu Hokkaido. You are hereby charged with theft and assault of the army. Plead allegiance and we shall spare your life. Otherwise you shall be hereby executed on account of the council of ten."[/b] he shouted only to hear a roar from the crowd watching. [b]"I'd rather die, then become scum like you"[/b] Suzu responded, her eyes were full of hatred. A hush upon the crowd spreading like a disease and everyone's shocked expressions could be seen even through the rain. She gasped as she felt a blade slide through her stomache, and the blood dripped down into puddles. [i]"Everything was planned...I don't understand...I'm truely going to die..."[/i] she thought as she fell into the mud. She watched as the water slid down her face, and as the world became one color of black. Her eyes began to fade to a chalky white as she watched the cheer of the soldiers. This would not be the end. [/FONT][/COLOR][/SIZE][/i][/CENTER]

[SIZE=1][b]OOC:[/b] I understand if I can't get into the RPG. I had lots of IRL matters to attend to. Hope this is good enough, sorry if it's way too long. lol consider it making up for not finishing earlier. ^^;[/SIZE]

[Onix]

[COLOR=SlateGray][SIZE=1][B]Name:[/B] Yamagata Bishamon

[B]Age:[/B] 17

[B]Gender:[/B] Male

[B]Appearance:[/B] Looks like [URL=http://www.naimoka.com/image.php3?image=arts2/naora/usaga/persos%20secondaires/overbend.jpg]this[/URL], but in regular clothes. And yes, he has all the scars and even the eyepatch (see bio/snippit). He usually wears jeans and a t-shirt when not in school, where he wears the school uniform.

[B]Weapon:[/B] Bishamon has yet to unleash his shikai, but his normal Zanpakutoh is fearsome on its own. From the saya to the strings that hold it to his waist, almost everything about the sword, save for the blade and tsuba, are a fierce red, almost the color of blood. The tsuba is enscribed with a coiling dragon, and the same dragon wraps around the pommel. The blade of the sword itself is larger than a usual katana as a symbol of Bishamon's incredible spirit energy.

[B]Alliance:[/B] The Boy

[B]Title:[/B] N/A

[B]Personality:[/B] Bishamon, as some of you might have noticed, is named for the God of War. When Bishamon was young, he was told this by his mother, and that he should become strong and help people. She told him that the name would make him strong, so he could fight off that which would hurt those he loves. Bishamon took this to heart, and so, he became a protector.

Bishamon is strong, no doubts about that. He trains in the martial arts almost zealously, having taken his school's team to several important matches. However, it's his personality that makes him strong.

Bishamon is determined, forceful, and never backs down. He clings tenaciously to any goal he makes, accomplishing nearly all of them. In addition, he is honorable and fiercely loyal, and will never let his friends or family get hurt. To fail in protecting the people close to him, he would crumble. And so, he fights, trains, teaches, and protects everyone he can. He seeks strength, not to be strong, just strong enough. Avarice does not guide him, ego doesn't drive him. Love drives him, and he will fight to protect it.

[B]Biography/Character Snippet:[/B] [I]Bishamon.

I was named for the God of War, Bishamon. So I would be strong, powerful, and protect the ones I love. I am the God of War, so I will fight to the bitter end. I will not back down, and I will not shy away. I will do anything to be strong, and to protect. That's why I bare my scars. Because they show the times I was a guardian, and a fighter.

When I was 10, a dog tried to bite my sister, but I pushed her out of the way and got bit myself.

When I was 12, we went on a trip, and my little brother tripped off the edge of a steep hill. I caught him, but nearly jarred my shoulder loose.

When I was 14, my sister got picked on in school. One time, they tried to beat her up, but I stepped in. I broke my nose, but they got worse.

Later that year, they tried it again, but because I beat them last time, they brought knives. I got two scars, but the "leader" got fifteen stitches.

Last month, my best friend picked a fight with a gang-member. I stepped in, and he punched me in the face. No, in the[/I] eye. [I]The doctor says it should heal up by next week, but I still have to wear an eyepatch.

I am a protector, and I will do anything to help the ones I love. I will do anything to become strong. I will do anything to fight for them.[/I]

And then, Bishamon picked up the pendant.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[Ezekiel]

[SIZE=1][CENTER][B]Name:[/B] Hikari Nozomi
[B]Age:[/B] 17
[B]Gender:[/B] Female
[B]Appearance:[/B] [URL=http://www.naimoka.com/image.php3?image=arts2/abe/texhnolyze/02.jpg][U]Nozomi[/U][/URL]
The clothes she is wearing are what she wears in battle; usually she is seen in her school uniform or jeans and a T-Shirt.
[B]Weapon:[/B] A bow that manifests from a cross that Nozomi has around her wrist constantly, it is made purely of Spirit Energy, but if used too much, Nozomi runs the risk of shredding her hand or arm. Nozomi is an anomaly amongst the Quincy, acting like a sponge for surrounding Spirit Energy. It?s as if she connate control the flow of Energy into her weapon and her superiors fear that if she is exposed to too much energy, her whole weapon could explode, fatally wounding or even killing her.
[B]Alliance:[/B] Quincy
[B]Title:[/B] Quincy Archer
[B]Personality:[/B] A girl who seems to be constantly in ?battle mode?, Nozomi only considers her Quincy family as friends. She doesn?t socialise in or out of school and sticks by herself no matter where she goes. Her parents, having both been killed in Hollow attacks ten years ago, left her all they had and now Nozomi lives by herself in a medium sized apartment a few blocks from her school. Even though she can act cold and is always serious, she is well liked, seen as being ?quiet? or ?shy?. She?s a hard worker and puts a hand in anything that needs to be done; she?s helpful, especially to the older people who live in her apartment block.
With almost no sense of humour and very dry wit, Nozomi only tends to get on well with adults because of her grounded and mature attitude. She finds it very hard to tolerate immature or silly people who don?t act their age. She does not get on with children. At all.

[B]Biography/Character Snippet:[/B] A quick glance around the corner showed Nozomi that the coast was clear. She heaved a heavy sigh of relief and let her bow dissipate, the effort from that battle showing clearly from her sweat damp hair and bleeding fingertips. She closed her eyes and rested her head against the wall, she hadn?t even got to school yet.

Something was definitely wrong. Lately there had been multiple Hollow attacks and Nozomi was sure she had seen a Hell Butterfly near her apartment. Only once in her whole time as a student Quincy had Nozomi witnessed a true Hollow, and that was when she was only young. The peace seemed to be broken, and once again the Shinigami were being slow to react. Sending out Hell Butterflies to scout for Hollows? What use was that when those monsters could do so much damage in a matter of seconds?

Nozomi clenched her fist around her cross, the chain now slightly bloodstained from her battle. She cringed a little as the hot metal burned her palm, but she ignored that pain, knowing that it was nothing compared to what her parents went through.

The girl continued her journey to school, remember what her master had told her when her parents had been killed. She was gifted, he had said, her powers had been awakened by the presence of the Hollows as well as the Shinigami that had arrived too late. She had been curled up in a corner, seen the carnage because of these powers, and it haunted her for years. The cross her bow was summoned from once belonged to a very powerful Quincy and had been given to her master so that he may find a child with enough Spirit Energy to contain it. Nozomi had more than enough, in fact it baffled most Quincy how she could be so powerful.

Nozomi shook her head to clear it and arrived at the school gates. She checked her watch [I]?Five minutes early?what luck?[/I].

She ducked inside the gates and checked to see if anyone was around. They weren?t and so Nozomi dropped her bag to the floor, digging inside of it for a roll of bandages. She pulled them out and started to treat her wounded hand. The burning had subsided but the bleeding continued, though not as bad as it was a few minutes ago. She flexed her fingers once she was finished and nodded in self-approval, heading once again to the school, arriving in her classroom just as the bell rang.

No one paid attention to her, as usual, though she did get some funny looks because of the bloodstained bandage covering her right hand. She looked up as someone skidded into the room, Yamagata Bishamon. Then, something happened. She coughed, as her chest seemed to tighten, a shocked expression on her usually calm face. Someone in front of her turned around as Nozomi started to wheeze and thump her chest. She looked up at Bishamon with a confused expression, seeing an aura of red around him. [I]?Such power??[/I] she thought, her vision beginning to get hazy. Before she knew it, she had blacked out, only to discover later why she had felt so bad.

He was a Shinigami, one with great Spirit Energy unlocked by an unknown key. Because of Nozomi?s?abnormality, she had started to unconsciously absorb Bishamon?s Spirit Energy, which had caused an overload. As her friend and mentor, Ashisogi Jizou, had exclaimed with some humour[B] ?She?s lucky she didn?t blow the school up! Good thing her bow was worn out from the battle.?[/B]

Nozomi hadn?t exactly appreciated that, but the man had a point. She had to find out where Bishamon had got this power from and most of all, how to obtain it. If he leaked that much energy without knowing, and Nozomi absorbed it, the results could be both terrifying and magnificent. Allying with a Shinigami was last on her mind, but with the increasing amount of Hollow activity, the Quincy may not have a choice.
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[B]Well, I?m hoping to start this either tomorrow or tonight. Revelation is signing up as the guide, which is wonderful. If Pumpkin can finish her sign-up by tomorrow, that would be great, if not?well, I know you?re good enough and at least your personality is done, so that?s okay.[/B]

[B]This is one of those rare times I?ve had great fun writing a sign-up, so I just hope this RP lasts. Thank you all for your sign-ups, if anyone else wants a go before tomorrow when I start the RP, you?re welcome to. But no more Quincies, I think we have enough. x.x[/B][/SIZE]

[Revelation]

[B]Name-[/B] Tahashi Kokoro [B]Age-[/B] Undetermined, though appears to be around his late 20s to his early 30s [B]Gender-[/B] Male [B]Alliance-[/B] The Guide [B]Appearance-[/B] [URL=http://img338.imageshack.us/img338/7764/bleach344ex.jpg]Tahashi Kokoro[/URL] Wearing a pair of geta (wooden sandals) and a striped hat that he never takes off is quite the appearance that makes Tahashi different from everyone else. He rarely shows his face but at times, you can catch a glimpse of it when he looks to you. His geta are made from the wood of a cherry blossom tree and is black and red lacquered. He also wears a dark grey robe that has an intricate design of, what appears to be, a row of flames and waves at waist of his robe over a storm gray outfit that similarly looks like a hakama. The hakama, itself, is unlike the regular ones that ancient Japanese Shinsengumi would wear, but a less loose and more modern hakama with trims of black and a symbol of an origami crane on his chest. [B]Weapon-[/B] Oddly enough, Tahashi carries around a Bo staff, which looks like a walking stick with the same flame and wave design on his robe waist around the top of the Bo staff. It isn?t particularly used for fighting but its many uses come in handy when Tahashi needs it. He also carries around a wooden calligraphy brush and even a small ink bottle in his sleeves, what it is used for is unknown but he tends to use it. And another strange object that he has is a white origami crane that mysteriously appears when he wishes for it. It is unbeknownst to anyone where it comes from but he constantly has it and is able to use that as well. [B]Personality-[/B] Tahashi is quite the humorous character who is laid-back and relaxed, almost nonchalant about anything and everything. He keeps a cool head in any situation with a calm demeanor and a collected mind. He tends to appear carefree and jokes around with almost anyone for he is quite the amiable character and has a smile on his face constantly. A second side to Tahashi is that when something needs to be done, his nonchalant ways escape him and he immediately has his mind set on what must be done and how to do it. He changes into a man that does whatever it will take to get the job done, even if it means pain included. Tahashi?s mind set changes and everything about him changes whenever business is in his mind. At this moment, not many would dare to bother him, but those that do will not live to see daylight for quite some time. There are only few people that can bother this man when his mind is on business. Underneath this relaxed and laid-back persona is someone who is a man of mystery and someone who always shows up in the time of need but also sits back and watches as you learn from your mistakes, as well as putting into terms what he has taught. Some people may find him shortcoming because of his puzzling words and the way he disappears and leaves you to your own devices but people always finds that it helps them and they realize that this is Tahashi Kokoro, a man who wears the strangest attire and has the most abnormal personality but is still respected for who he is. [B]Biography/Character Snippet-[/B] Sitting on the wooden terrace of the quaint home was paradise. Not a single thing could have bothered Tahashi as he relaxed while smoking on his pipe. He placed the pipe in his hand and looked to the sky; the clouds that moved so gracefully were calming. He smiled lightly and went back to smoking his pipe. Suddenly, a small dog came to him and lay beside him, putting his head on Tahashi?s knee. ?Ohayo, Choinu. Such a beautiful day, ni?? The dog looked to him with a smiling face. ?Glad to see you feel the same.? Tahashi went back to looking at the sky, while petting the dog when he realized, he wanted to tell a story. ?I?m a happy-go-lucky fellow who?s always smiling and constantly at ease, but I wasn?t always like this. I wasn?t so joyful and happy. No, I was someone else before all of this, before everything.? As Tahashi began to tell his story, his mind raced back to when he was someone else other than the Tahashi that was carefree. He stood with a stiff back, his head raised high, and he walked in such a royal way that one would think he belonged to a royal clan of some sort, which was true. He was one of the most renowned warriors that Japan would have seen. Not a single person would think him to be so animated and laidback as he is now. In his flashback, Tahashi was running through a forest with several others. They were swift and agile, stealthy too. Nothing could have stood in their way, not even a Hollow or one of the Quincy. They were the best of the best and they were the barrier that kept all threats away from anything and everything. Tahashi was the leader of this group, and then came his best friend, Itsuida Sora, one of the few female fighters in the group. She was, in fact, better than the rest but not as good as Tahashi. Though, the two were closer than two peas in a pod, why they were practically joined at the hips. The two looked to each other when they had stopped in the branches of the trees and listened closely. They could hear footsteps that pounded against the ground, several in fact. When they knew what had arrived, the two friends smirked and signaled to the others, who all readied their weapons behind. ?Prepare yourselves. Wait... wait...? As the footsteps came closer, Tahashi signaled the attack and raced across the branches towards whatever made the sound. ?Atemi!? was what he had said. The group of fighters zoomed through the branches and weaved carefully so as not to hurt themselves. They were like little flies that flew around the creatures that entered their forest, not able to hit or even see them attacking. Yet, it was Tahashi?s mistake when he failed to realize that this was a trap to lure them from the entrance. This was a distraction, merely to keep them occupied and away from the entrance so the real culprit could enter and attack. It was too late though; the creatures took hold of the group and began to place their attacks. They were throwing the warriors around like a bunch of rag dolls, as if they were nothing. Many stood up again and fought back but were weak after such fighting and were instantly destroyed by the creatures. Tahashi watched all this and at that moment, fought till death, not leaving a trace of life in those creatures. Tahashi fought and fought with ferocity and valor, not once failing to realize that he was bleeding and weakening. He wasn?t going to fall until he finished off the creatures. He raced towards them with speed and slashed them, destroying every bit of them until there was nothing. They fought and fought, as he fought and fought. It was as if there was an endless sea of them but it had ended with the last one falling to his blade. The blade dropped to the ground and Tahashi looked down to the ground. He then heard a voice behind him and ran to it, he knew whose it was and wanted her to be alive. ?Kokoro-kun, don?t cry. Please be happy that we defeated them. Please do not be angry with yourself because you have lost a wonderful squad but be happy for the times we have had.? Itsuida Sora winced as she held onto Tahashi?s hand. It hurt for her to speak because of the deep wound near her ribs. ?You are always stiff and furrow-browed, as well as working and training non-stop.? She coughed before continuing. ?You must allow yourself to let go. Please, do this for me. It is my last wish...? Wincing once again, Sora took a deep breath in as Tahashi held her in his arms. ?It is my last wish... just to see you smile... like you did when we were young.? Tahashi held onto her tightly, never letting her go and before she had left him, he smiled and a tear landed on her cheek that flowed with the river of tears that Sora was crying. ?Smile... for me.? Sora winced slightly before her body went limp and her eyes were dull. Tahashi did not say anything but still kept a smile on his face, a sorrowful smile but a smile nonetheless. He opened his hand to find two origami cranes in his hand and knew what it symbolized. Sighing, Tahashi was still looking at the sky and the dog had now begun to sleep in his lap. He chuckled to himself and closed his eyes, remembering how Sora had looked before they fought. She was beautiful and her heart was pure. She was the light to his darkness and the fire that melted his cold heart. ?She was beautiful in ways that I cannot even count. The two cranes are what remind me of her everyday. Even though I miss her, her wish still lives in me and I?ll never forget it. I?ll never forget her.? [B]OOC:[/B] W00t! Owarimasu! I hope this is acceptable, Imi-san! If you want me to change anything, tell me and I will.

[Ezekiel]

[SIZE=1]Right, Revelation, I'm sorry but I have to start the RPG soon. I'll be starting it this afternoon, my time. It's now 07:00 here in England, so you have quite a few hours to finish your sign up.

If it isn't done before I start the RP then I'm going on without you, I really want to get this done and I'm using the chapter system. Since you're playing the guide, who's needed in the first chapter, I couldn't start without you.

Sorry for the delay, guys, this will be up in a few hours.[/SIZE]

[Ayokano]

Name: Katsuo Shita

Age: Looks as if he's in his early 20's.

Gender: Male

Appearance: Katsuo wears a normal black Shihakusho, and wears a pair of geta with tabi. He also wears black leather gloves to protect his hands. Katsuo has brown eyes that burn with a passion to secede. His long black hair is tied back in a ponytail with a red string. Katsuo could is tall, about 6?4?, and is lean and muscular. His face is rough, and has stubbles of dark chin hair growing out.

Weapon: Aoi Kon- The name of Katsuo?s Zanpaku-To, it is a cane katana. The sheath and hilt are dark blue. There are grooves that run along the blade of the weapon, but are not deep, so they are barely noticeable. At the end of the hilt, a small toy-like skull hangs from a red string.

Because Katsuo knows the name of his sword, he can use its Shikai form. His Shikai makes form the blade?s edge jagged, and the grooves glow a light blue. The toy-like skull grows into the hilt, and sockets glow with a blue flame, the same glow as the grooves.

In the Shikai form, when he uses the sword against someone, it can burn him or her with the sheer coldness of the blade. Even Katsuo can feel the effects of the Shikai form of his sword, and protects himself from them with leather gloves.

Alliance: Shinigami

Title: 12th, Lieutenant

Personality: Katsuo is a warm-hearted person, always passing the time with others. He helps his unit, almost to the point of babying. Katsuo respects each and every one of them, and tries to find ways for them to improve them as soul reapers. He sees himself as an example of a prime warrior, loyal to his unit.

Though, in battle, he is heartless and cold to his enemies. Hating the Quincy and Hallows, Katsuo has no guilt of killing any of them. Katsuo doesn?t even see them as true beings. His merciless actions usually cause his captain to take action to stop him.

Character Snippet:
Katsuo and his captain, Suzume, walked up to a to a large charred pile of wood. It was once a building, but was hard to tell now. But, Katsuo noticed it when he had gotten closer. He looked at his captain; her soft features calmed his rage.

?Where is it?? He asked. Her attention from the building broke, and she looked at him.

?If this Hollow wasn?t connected to this place, then it must be trying to find a loved one.? She answered quickly, and turned. ?Katsuo, give me some information on the Hollow.? Katsuo pulled a bundle of papers from his Shihakusho, and handed them to Suzume.

?The Hollow has several love ones living near here.? Katsuo mentioned, and Suzume flipped through the papers. Katsuo looked around the area. So this was Earth now? He hadn?t been here for so long. He still hated the air.

?I see?? She answered, and continued on with reading the information on the Hallow. A shadow loomed over the two, and they both looked up. ?So he seems to had finished off its family.? Suzume said. Hollows were once human spirits, but become Hollows when a hole where the heart used to be is formed. Their bodies deform, and they turn into monsters.

But, they always have some kind of mask, which looks as if formed from bone. That is their weak point. This Hollow was huge; its upper body was muscular, much bigger than the lower body. It?s legs were spikes that stabbed into the ground when it took a step.

The Hollow raised its fist into the air, and pounded the ground. Katsuo and Suzume moved quickly to avoid the blow. So this was battle? He hadn?t been in it for so long. He loved it. Katsuo unsheathed his Zanpaku-To quickly, and dealt a blow to its right leg. It started to lose balance, but raised its left arm to strike again. Suzume ran towards the beast, and jumped, flying towards the arm.

The strike was so fast Katsuo missed it. The Hollow cried in pain, its left arm flew, and struck the ground behind the Hollow itself. Katsuo walked with caution towards the beast, and slowly unsheathed his sword, light reflecting off the blade. With a quick but powerful blow, he stabbed the Hollow?s mask.