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Post by Flementine on Dec 5, 2010 20:38:09 GMT 1
Name: No name
Age: ||Died : Ten ||| (as)Hollow : Seventy-Nine ||
Gender: Male
Hollow Type: Hollow
Rank: Two
Specialists: Velocidad Specialist, Ánimo Specialist
Appearance: A jester. A moderately human form for a hollow, His skinny died black, fading into white as it touches his knees. His body sickly thin and ragged, skin at times appearing to peel off as if rotting away. A sort of feathered white material dawns over his shoulder and riding around his neck. His mask, appearing as the cover that a harlequin may wear, a solid white with two black circles coiling around each eye creating and eight. Beneath the mask, are jagged grizzly fangs, and a inky black skin, looking into the mouth a monster if your peered under the small section of his mask that can be seen. As his mask can shift a slight ways, actually moving out to reveal just the lower section of his face where the mouth is.
Hollow Skill:
Tentáculo
Level: Low
Description: By using his own reiatsu as a sort of growth hormone to increase his regeneration he can create and multiply the cells in his body and manipulate the forms, length, thickness, sharpness, of his body. Able to stretch, expand, split and reconstruct his form. The amount of reiatsu used depends on the changes being made.
Restrictions: N/A
Resgarvida: - - - - - -
History: Little is known of his history, or how he died. Only segments of his past existence to be recalled on, mostly drowned with vivid lights, people, and the rancid scent of sweets and sweat. And the twisted smile of a clown, the racing of his heart, each very distinct thump, the blotches of black that consumed his sight. The thin white lips bent into a grin, the most vivid memory of that broken woman's smile. And the taste of exhilaration on his tongue, that rush of energy, the awareness he was happy at that moment.
The life after death was little, crawling from some unkown darkness, curling into a ball, whisper words of comfort to himself. Passed by humans, his existence unnoticed. Humble to his promise to stay, his cold lingering eyes tracing the fields always, waiting to see that acid smile that was burned into his soul.
Rotting away bit by bit, but nobody came, the land only but died off, an emptied field, black and dry. Wondering, always wondering, what was he wanting to get from that smile, why there was a need to wait. He never moved, he forgot how to, and time faded away. The person wasn't coming, the person was off feeding others with the smile he thought.
But as his mind slowed, he could only think what that person was doing, who was stealing his sight, or if that smile was already lost too. Before one day giving up thought, giving up existence, dropping into an abyss. Then someone came, a person drabbed in black and white, a sword readied at his side, offering his hand with that disgustingly warm smile. Saying he would help him to a better place. He didn't want a better place, he wanted the smile, that one fucking smile. Her wanted her face, her lips, that vivid expression.
His eyes crazed and black, baring a subtle dislike as he glared at the shiningami, and he starred back. Pitty leaking through his expression, and his lies that ran like a sword through his chest, "She's dead". And he suggested to find her in heaven, but that wasn't what he wanted, he was ragged and torn, and to find all these years wasted, all his life spent without cause. That the dastardly wench was else where, and that this man knew those very lips, that very smile, he was at his end.
And the pain tugging at his chest, another feeling embed into his soul.
It was his fault for being so god damn slow, the only words he offered as he stared at the blood stained soil, the shredded slabs of meat sprinkling the earth. It was his first kill, from impulsive rage, he felt that exhilaration he had only felt but once before. And then he pursued the hobby. trolololol.
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Post by Flementine on Dec 5, 2010 20:41:05 GMT 1
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Post by Flementine on Dec 5, 2010 20:41:33 GMT 1
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Post by Naka on Dec 6, 2010 1:41:46 GMT 1
could you find and link us to your previous bio please?
also, can you use the template for your power?
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Post by Flementine on Dec 6, 2010 2:55:54 GMT 1
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Post by Naka on Dec 6, 2010 4:30:30 GMT 1
I'm ready to accept this, but for one thing. Your previous bio says 'no rank', while in this one you are claiming rank two. Now I certainly believe you have earned that, but could you provide some evidence perhaps showing that you did? Maybe your rank up threads or something.
Sorry for the trouble, just need to verify everything.
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Post by genocide on Dec 6, 2010 4:48:03 GMT 1
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Post by Flementine on Dec 6, 2010 5:35:45 GMT 1
Jeebus, so much work. >.< Yall making me hunt stuff you put in archived and stuff B[
Rank One
Rank Two
And i don't know about the rank three thing, yah, due to inactivity it was overlooked and archived. B[ I'm too lazy to hunt down more crap yall jumbled up. geno:I found it all for you! Both the rps and the over look rank up! |
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Post by Naka on Dec 6, 2010 7:04:42 GMT 1
Approved. If you want to try and pursue rank 3 with some previous threads, then we can probably work with you on that.
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