Post by G U E R R E R O on Oct 29, 2010 2:46:32 GMT 1
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"If I Were To Die Again Hopefully It Would Be Of Laughter"
I. The Basics
[/size][/color]-- Age Of Death: Sixteen Years Old
-- Years Since Dead: None Accumulated
-- Gender: Male
-- Rank: 1
-- Genre: Vacio - Normal Hollow
-- Specialist: Corte Master -- Orbrero/Velocidad/Animo Non-Specialist
-- Home: Wastelands[/ul][/left]
II. The Hollow
The Mask Given To Me
The mask that covers the infectious simpering could be best delineated as demonic. What more could you expect from a monstrous being such as a hollow. The mask is adorned with sphere like forehead. Aciculate horns originate from it, going into a half circle form. From the origins of those horns lie dark crimson colors, slightly lying on the sharp objects while mostly being on the forehead of the mask, being there for decoration or to implement fear into those it might meet. A bit lower on the mask, two apertures appear to give my eyesight an opening to see its vast surroundings. Though, it seems these two breaches are too big for my eyes and thus the contour of my eyes our visible to all that dare look at me. Two more horns appear on my mammoth skull like mask. The two horns, instead of going on a curve like adventure, they can be found going downwards on a journey of about fifteen centimeters. In between these two horns lies the mouth of my mask, sharp teeth in order to tear the flesh of my opponents, all of those jagged canine fangs have a crimson red color on the bottom of them, meaning on the sharp part to signalize the soon to be blood that will be laying on my mouth from the body of my victims.
The Arms Bestowed Upon Me
The arms of my hellacious body are somewhat of a unique look. Bathed in the unique crimson red color, it is not one to mess with. Two bones pierce through the top of my shoulder, not hurting me, thankfully, these two bones go at a length of about half of my body’s wing span which would be five meters thus it would be two and a half meters of length. Smaller bones pierce through various parts of my devil like body. All of this cartilage goes in a lightly diagonal yet heavily upwards motion. This is for both of these arms, were every hollow like this? My mind wasn’t diverse enough to know but if they did not then this was a mirthful predicament I had found myself within.
The Legs Conveyed To Me
My bony osseous body could be looked upon as contrasting to the various other parts of my demonic body. It is much like the various other parts of my anatomy, of the crimson color, though, it does not have any bones sticking out of it like my arm due to the simply reason that these bone removals would probably slow his space down due to the higher weight at least that is what I tell myself to remove the hatred lying deep inside of me of my body! Maybe it was a simple joke made by those who had customized me themselves? My talon has a bone sticking out of it though, and much like those other osseous parts of my carcass, it is jagged sharp. My nails are just as acute as my bones; they go at a length of about half a meter, in a dirty yellowish white color. Why would I clean them when they would just get dirtied with the blood of the cartilage that my nails would pierce?
The Hole Inside Of Me
The final part of my constitution is my body. On the back of it, my spine can be found much sharper then it should as bones pierce through it like the back of some dinosaurs though that’s probably the only thing in my life that can help me remember those hollow like creatures. My tail bone does not end where it should but then again, which part of my body made a conclusion as it should? It would go down for about fifteen meters with a spike ball at the end, those knife edge spikes once more from the bones within by frame. The main and most notable part of the center of my body would be the hole that lied within it, maybe that was the reason that I know did not feel pain when I pierced my cartilage through the body of those humans and why I loved to taste their blood. Was it because I had no heart, I would probably never know, the only thing that mattered anyways was that I needed to eat some flesh and they were the best flesh in town! Besides the hole that could be seen from the back to the front, there was nothing noticeable about the font of my body except the fact that much like each and every other part of my constitution, it was of the color red.
III. The Trait
-- Level: High
-- Description: Oh what magnificent yet horrific ability have I been bestowed upon. The ability to use the bones that compromise my body freely without any drawback, or so this was what I thought. If my opponents were to try and break my bones then I could freely make them dodge it within my own body as to not get truly hurt, if by some way or another they manage to hit it, I could always replace them with easy. These bones are of surplus to me as there are several throughout my body. The ability to pull out some of my bones are also there to me, I could use these bones as projectile for their jagged tip could easily pierce through a humans flesh and their meter like height made them much more deadlier, sort of like a spear. If my opponent happens to be too strong, I could always extract several bones from my body to be placed on the ground around me as a cage that would protect me from those who have the power to defeat me. Fortunately, there is no need to charge up for the simple ability to take the bones out of my body though it would take four seconds for the bones to make a barrier around me which makes me most definitely sad. The drawback of this would be of the simple fact that I could never make a joke of my opponent’s ugly feature!
-- Restrictions: I would be surprised if some would want these ugly features by know that there are those who are brainless or would rather power then beauty. Those who do want this ability would need to have bones piercing through out their body and that is the simple restriction. Because the body of the user is not big enough to contain it all within which explains the reasons why it pierces through the body. Luckily, I am not the only one that holds this ugly features as others might also if wanted. Currently, at the stage of zero, the only thing I may do is take bones out of my body to use as weaponry and projectiles as well as making a bony barrier around me.
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IV. Resgarvida
-- Release Form: Alas, wish I knew but I have yet to acquire it!
-- Resurreción: Alas, wish I knew but I have yet to acquire it!
-- Resurreción Ultima: Alas, wish I knew but I have yet to acquire it!
-- Release Phrase: Rise from the Graveyards, Bone Genocide[/ul]
V. The Life and Death of a Guerrero
The Life & Death of a Human
Ah, music to my ears, the festivities of Christmas was upon the family of the Guerrero’s! Feliz Navidad was chanted all around the house, not for this holiday, but for another reason, my mother had brought to birth… me! Born on the day of Christmas, what a unique position to be in. Though, no tears fell down my cheek when I was born, did this mean I was sick my mother had first asked, the doctor would simply reply with a gentle smile that this happened to several babies. My father had always stated that I was probably not happy to be alive, or maybe I loved my mother too much to leave her, no matter, this does not matter much anyways. I was born into a family of one child and two rich parents who had been trying to garner the ability to have children for years now and it was said that this was their last attempt, this meant I was suppose to have many older brothers and sisters yet they had all failed to be humanized within my mothers belly. I was their last chance and boy were they happy that I had come to life. My family wasn’t rich or poor; they lived in a normal house and had just move to Asia in the Karakura town. They were retiring from their careers having reached a good amount of money for their retirement. Though, my mother had gone to see doctors a few times from my birth to the age of three years, old I had never pulled out a smile within my life, they thought it was a disease, but maybe it was that they weren’t funny or had never done anything to please me. I wasn’t happy when I got praised and nor was I mad when I was scolded I was a pretty lifeless kid. Learning how to read didn’t make me happy, reading about Mickey Mouse finding some tools didn’t put a smile onto my face and this was just what it meant to be emotionless. At the age of four I would have finally gone to school, yes, this meant I had learned to read at an earlier stage, what did you expect, if I wasn’t adorning myself with pleasure at watching Barney then what would I be doing? My teacher could not make me smile other, I didn’t really have friends as they all much liked to do activities while I lied on the ground and lazily slept. Through the years of high school, many situations raised towards me, drugs and alcohol, they didn’t give me any buzz, sexuality didn’t really get me excited and learning just wasn’t much of my thing though it was easy for me. It seemed I just was a personality less guy. At sixteen years old, I was walking down the streets of the city, I had been ordered by my teacher to go meet this guy that could help me out, though while walking down the street, an unfortunate incident would happen, a car came flying towards me! No, not driving, FLYING towards me, only an eyebrow would be raised as it fell straight onto my head and body!
The Life & Death of a Plus
I would wake up to find myself lying on the ground, face down, I would get back to my two feet, in perfect shape… except for the fact that I had a chain on my chest, and I seemed, not too be physical, only spiritual, I would turn to see my body, a broken bloody car next to it and several policemen and detectives surrounding it. It was completely destroyed, my face was completely gone, only a bloody mess, I couldn’t recognize myself, I would turn to see my mother crying because I was dead, maybe if she had been a better mother I could have been different and this would have never happened, though I could not contemplate on this matter any further, a laughter would be heard and I would turn to see a gigantic monster standing before me with a mask on his face. This wasn’t a monster you saw on tv, it looked demonic and real. I couldn’t help but asking if he enjoyed watching gore in three dimensions, the monster would simply laugh and suddenly grab me, licking me with his slimy tongue, I could only assume it was a female creature… or at least I hoped it was. It would bring towards this other place and suddenly, the chain on my body would begin getting rusty and then it wasn’t long before it was completely gone and I would find myself in an agonizing transformation into a creature much like the one that had laughed earlier. Though I had no idea who I was or where I was, I would just awake in a wasteland wondering… what the hell was going on? It seemed with death came a new me, one with a personality.
VI. Skill
-- Sonido: 5 (2 SP)[/ul]
