Arrancar TemplateName:Kanegawa, Tenji, Okita (last, First, middle)
Nickname(s):Mr. Kanegawa
Grim
Age: 2,000
Visual Age:20
Gender:
Male
Rank: Espada, cero/Primera.
Sexual Orientation:Bisexual
Height:Five foot five
Weight:One hundred pounds
Body Frame:Skinny
Blood Type:-O
Sound of Voice:He sounds kind, yet at the same time he sounds like a shady person at times.
Appearance: At first Mr. Kanegawa looks odd and sort of distant from how the world should make him look. He stands at a good five foot five. His chest is comprised of a skinny body that is almost as if he doesn't hold a real body at all, but more of a shell that houses his organs. He may be normal looking but he is more than able and willing to make known how wrong one would be to assume his weak look be true of himself. From head to toe he is dressed in the finest uniform of all the Espada.
His top, made from the finest silk in all the realms which also adorns his other clothes. The inside, soft and pleasant to the touch yet, outside, slightly course to show his ever so stereo typical hollow attitude. The collar of said top reaches to his nose and just above. It is tightly secure and has to be opened in order to see his chest as the collar is just perfect to keep his nose and under, shrouded in mystery and a shadow.
His legs are fitted with a somewhat tight, yet comfortable lose silken pants. The bottoms, like all uniforms, are slightly bulging out in a bell like fashion. His feet are dressed in an odder than usual way as well. He wears white, instead of gray, socks that are, like his other clothing, more set to comfort that the standard uniform. Inside is silken smooth yet, the outside slightly course.
He, however, does not stray from the standard straw sandal foot ware that one would assume be gotten rid of to make for the new style. Yet, somehow, his feet remain secure and comfortable with the socks. For his actual body however, he has a soft almost pale complexion. His eyes are a soft and almost angelic cyan. Under his eyes are small lines that reach just below his nose.
These lines are light cyan in color and also show a design. They spawn from both sides of his eyes and combine just below his eyes. His tongue is normal in color, however, twice as long as a normal person. The tongue also comes to a small point just at the end of it, making it odd and gross to some. Also, in his mouth, replacing his canine teeth are fangs. Four fangs that are designed by his body. When not being used they are stored under small flaps of skin that shield then from being bombarded by bacteria. They can be lethal and are shown to be like syringes in a away.
Introvert/Extrovert:Introvert
Hobbies:None
Likes and Dislikes: Likes-
Spending time with Shiiro
Being in a place and being in a pack like structure of comrades
training randomly to get better at what he is and does.
Living and being around Shiiro
Dislikes-
Arrogant people
People who don't know better about the world
People who are superficial
People who only THINK they have suffered worse than Mr. Kanegawa
Personality:At first, Mr. Kanegawa seems like a man who is lazy and utterly boring to the naked eye. He shows a special exterior that leads people to believe that he is boring, lazy, and not interested in anything. Deep down inside however, he is caring and concerned. He only shows this with Shiiro though. Because of his time as a hollow and being alone, never knowing the love of another, he always sought the love of companions but never found one. All of his love is shone to one person and it is doubtful to ever shine to another than her. Shiiro, was created by their want and need for a companion. He doesn't love loneliness, however, it's the only thing he has known for a long time. He holds himself with a somewhat regal air about him, this is because of his nature to be commanding to his subordinates. Even though he displays the qualities of a commander, he does, however, show that he is to himself in the respect of social outgoings. The only person he finds he WANTS to talk to is Shiiro. Mr. Kanegawa has, and almost always will be the one to be honest, essentially, brutally honest. He would tell you in seconds if you failed at all. He also has an inner self. This inner self is the complete opposite almost. Well, in the respect that it loves fighting and killing more than anything. It's so devilish, that it not only licks blades, but also, tends to sing disturbing songs as it kills and maim. Not only that, but, it loves to play with the opponent by laughing when a strike hits them. Even if it hurts or not, he will still laugh.
Defining Characteristics:Mr. Kanegawa is more of the type to tell the truth, cold and hard than any other person. He would tell you flat out whether or not you would live or die in a situation. He would also be the first one to tell you, you did something wrong.
Specialties: His special ability is that he is logical a lot, and sees only "that which is real and viable in the world."
Fighting type:Samurai
History/Background:Human >
Mr. Kanegawa started off as a nice young boy that was oh so sweet. He played with the children and grew up in a happy home. They were not big on anything other than happiness. The parents emphasized the need for a happy home and strived to teach their child, Tenji, this. He happily agreed and loved every moment of his life until the day that his parents died. At the age of twenty five, Tenji was thrown into a fit and committed suicide. Being as he died before his time and from the very thought of having the need to want to protect and see his parents again, he wandered the earth searching for them. It wasn't long before he was seen, and gobbled up by a roaming hollow.
Hollow > Gillian:
As he stayed in the body of the hollow he began to realize how clouded his judgment was of the world and his life. He then turned to logic and pure fact. This brought him to the conclusion that he must make the best of his predicament. This dictated that he forcibly take control of the hollow at hand. And so, he did. With Tenji now at the wheel of his hollow, and the rest of the souls as the body of it, he wandered around the world looking for fresh meat to eat and gobble. Finally he found his last meal as a regular hollow. A human not yet awakened. just after he devoured the man, he started to change and shift. From there, he was formed into the monster that is known as a Gillian. As he fought and stayed in control of this body as it was now, he saw new potential in his brethren. Gillian wandering around aimlessly. It was almost a god send to him for food and nourishment. Gillian as far as the eye could see, yes, this was...the Menos forest. Finally, after devouring a massive amount of hollow, he threw the body of souls into their next transformation.
Gillian > Adjuchas:
At this stage he looked like a six foot tall version of his ressurection. A hardy body and a strong apatite, he wandered and searched for more food to devour. Seeing opportunities only in the Gillian, he continued to devour them, and any Adjuchas he could find. It was at this time he acquired his alias, Demon Dragon Kanegawa. He was ruthless and always prayed on both weaker and stronger alike. He never stopped until he felt satisfied for the hunger, which he never was able to be at this stage. Finally after an Adjuchas was devoured he found himself being plunged into yet another transformation. The final and rare transformation known as Vasto Lorde.
Adjuchas > Vasto Lorde/Arrancar:
The devouring finally stopped and the hunger, or blood thirst as some call it, was gone. This was a great achivement however, unlike most hollow, Mr. Kanegawa gained in size and proportion to his ressurrection size. This was an odd and hard to stomach problem that needed to be fixed. He wandered around the whole of Hueco Mundo searching for anyone who could either rival his power or, at least guide him on the path to become a true powerful being. He was found by a man. This man was odd looking and always joked, or so Mr. Kanegawa assumed, of becoming a humon like creature that could walk and even have weapons. Mr. Kanegawa challanged this man's words and was brought to another, more shady man. This man told Mr. Kanegawa to show him his face. In doing so, the shady man grabbed hold of his face. Ripping it almost clean off. From the mouth up was torn and taken off. Then, his body shifted and transformed into the one it is now. The Arrancar of, Mr. Kanegawa. When he turned into Arrancar, his body was split into three. Two bodies and a set of weapons. Tenji, Okita Kanegawa, and Shiiro. At this time, a third part of them split off to make a male by the name of Kenshin.
Arrancar > Espada: The Espada was a fairy tail, or so thought Mr. Kanegawa. For if he didn't see it, he never believed it. It was said that the Espada were often ruthless and even more battle thirsty than battle its self. He thought that, if they were real, shurly they would have the power to match his wits and ability. Showing a true dedication to finding and destroying the highest Espada there was, he fought hard to kill and maim them. Finally he was able to kill the highest he could get his hands on, and then, he became that which he wanted most, powerful.
- Role-play Sample:
The night air was salty and cold. The night before had brought in some sea air that was a sting to the tongue. It's harsh being almost devouring the essence of a man that stood there. His right hand letting dangle to his side as his left was nestled silently and comfortable in his long coat. The coat was black as death, and wreaked of it too. The middle was a seem for opening and closing it. The robe, as it were, was open just past his chest. On his back, was a large war hammer. On his left side, was a black sheath that almost seemed to be a part of the robe. A tsuka resting softly on the end of the Saya(sheath) and it was like a marriage of two people, in perfect harmony.
In his right hand, gripped tight, was a Nodachi. A blade, spanning six feet in length at least. The tsuka its self was a good three feet at best. The tip of the blade about nine feet from the hand of the man, tip just resting on the sand of a beach just out of reach of water. The salty air seeming to sting and attack the very blade its self. Almost as if a current of salt was washing up the blade of the Nodachi trying to deteriate from a simple standing position. The truth of the matter was, the longer he stayed in that place, with that salt water, the more the blade WOULD deteriorate for it was but a normal sword salt water didn't play nicely with swords.
After a few moments a rip like sound echoed through the air, almost as if to tear the very fabric of space and time a part. The sound was not from anything man made, no, it was something just out of the normal. It was a sound that the man has grown to know and understand easily. With a soft twitch of his wrist, the tip of the giant blade pointed towards a silhouette that appeared only moments before the sound arrived. Light travels faster than sound, and this was something that was proven yet, hard to understand for some. By the time the sound reached the first man, the second man, or woman, was already at his or her destination. An odd feel came from the man or woman facing the man. It was as if she or he was but a demon of sorts.
With a soft and elegant movement of his wrist, a small shining ray of light sought its way towards the sky. The light then slowly moved as the sound of air being sliced and moved was heard. The ray of light reached its destination on the silhouette's face, revealing it was indeed a man. The first man spoke up with a soft voice that seemed like it cared naught for the man it was addressing.
"Who are you?"
The first man asked. Was it a question that would be revealed? Perhaps, but the answer was lost in the air as it migrated towards the open sea. The only sounds eminating from the beach now, was sounds of clashing metal. This was the result of the question. The true words of the answer lost for all eternity from the ears of the man who asked the question to spawn such answer. But it was for naught, for the man had no intention of listening to the answer anyway, therefore, he would have only what he did as he moved, to guide and speak for him. The clanging grew louder as swords clashed and powers struggled to become dominant. but this fight just started, and the man wasn't about to let it get boring any time soon....