JULY 9, 2014.
Post by Deleted on Feb 3, 2014 12:36:39 GMT -5
KOSSHITETSU
TITLE: Sanbantai Fukutaichō
RACE: Soul
AGE: Two-Hundred and Fifty
AFFILIATION: Sanbantai Taichō
DIFFICULTY SETTING: Hard
APPEARANCE: Kosshitetsu is a young, tall, and handsome young man— standing at six feet and two inches, weighing in at one-hundred and seventy pounds. He has an athletic build, possessing a low body fat count, and the remainder of his body cloaked in lean muscle which isn’t very showy through his clothing. His skin is almost porcelain in color, not a single scar or flaw upon his skin, also lacking in body hair as well. Upon his head is a snow-white, shaggy mane, mid in length which can reach down to his upper back— but he tends to style his hair upon occasion, as opposed to simply allowing it to flow from his crown.
The color of his eyes is dark brown, just like that of the typical Human or Soul, though when he is unleashing his Spiritual Power; his eyes are known to become golden in color. As per usual, he sports the black Shinigami garbs, though he attire is a bit different. Rather than sporting hakama, Kosshitetsu’s black kimono is far larger than the others usual are, coming down past he knees, and beneath the kimono, he sports a pair of black compression shorts. Around his neck, he usual wears different kinds of expensive scarves, and instead of white tabi that is usually worn by the Shinigami, he wears a black pair along with his single-toothed tengu geta.
His Zanpakutō rests upon his right hip, signaling that he may be left-handed. And his left arm is covered by his Shikai, creating a gauntlet from his hand to his shoulder, and he wears his Fukutaichō badge around his left arm.
PERSONALITY:
- Assertive,
- Imperturbable,
- Understanding,
- Intuitive,
- Approachable,
- Alcoholic,
- Oblivious,
- Inexorable,
- Eccentric,
- Deceitful.
HISTORY: Another was born into the 80th District of the Rukongai, another that would grow up into the lawless land of the 80th District that would become a murderous thug without a future in sight. Kosshitetsu was no exception to this, of course. As far back as he could remember, he was alone and on his own, but the truth of the matter is that he did come from somewhere— from two loving parents who wanted to escape the 80th District. But, they didn’t attempt to do so right away, they waited till their son had been old enough to fight on his own, able to carry himself, just in case the worst had happened to his parents in their attempted escape.
They tried to shield Kosshitetsu as much as they could from the reality of the 80th District, but they couldn’t— just like every child, Human or Soul he was carious, and did all he could to get out and explore the world, their world. His brown hues had set upon the poverty polished world outside of his own, scanning to see if there were others just like his own family right outside. He was able to easily deduce that the first specimens he had seen wasn’t like his own parents, he could feel the rage within each one of their hearts, or at least that’s what it felt like. But as he had seen them, they had also seen him— the child who was kept within the ‘house still bearing love’ or at least that is what one of the outside residents called it before attempting to rush him.
They revealed a large cleaver from within their garments, seemingly planning to hack away at the body to dismember him and end the love that his parents still held upon to. Before he could be reached, the father had tackled down the attacker, beating him unconscious before taking the boy back into the house. The parents hadn’t really wanted to go into detail about what was outside of their walls, but they decided to change that. A few years had passed, and the father had trained the boy in hand-to-hand combat and swordsmanship— his father had learned swordsmanship from a friend that use to visit him from the Goteijūsantai, though one day he was killed.
Upon leaving after a visit with the boy’s father, he was attacked by the thugs of the 80th District, and all that was left behind was his Zanpakutō, which Kosshitetsu’s father is now in possession of. Though, unlike his father, the boy didn’t have a real sword, but instead a Bokken, and also the boy was more adept with a sword than his father was, and he knew that one day his son would be wielding the Zanpakutō he possessed. The day finally came for their attempted escape from the 80th District; the family had known if they were to get outside of the area, they would have to bypass various thugs before they could leave. They oppressed everyone within the District, but the ‘family bearing love’ wouldn’t bear the fear they placed upon them anymore, so they decided to leave during night, in its darkest hour.
They were going to use the shadows as their ally to escape. Unfortunately, they hadn’t account for the thugs that possessed the power to sense Spiritual Power, even the smallest of ones, like theirs, though it wasn’t his parents fault, the boy possessed a large amount of Spiritual Power, even comparable to the thugs. The family wouldn’t have gotten a quarter of the way toward where they needed to be before the thugs caught up with them, and they wanted the boy, but the parents weren’t to give him up so easily. The parents were even offered a chance to leave if they gave up the boy, feeling that he could be a threat in the future if he got away, but if he stayed with them, he could be trained and become something greater with them.
Regardless, the parents didn’t falter, deciding to fight back against the thugs rather than give their son up, and they were slain right before the boy, sending him into a state of shock as his young, fragile heart broke as a sword cleaved clean through his parents bodies. The boy moved to his fallen parents bodies, emotionless, and still in shock, retrieving the sword that his father had once held. On the inside, there was a storm going on inside of the bodies heart as he looked onward toward the thugs, as if they were demons from hell, and the Zanpakutō had resonated with the boy’s heart. Without even knowing the name of the Zanpakutō it had went into its Shikai form, unbeknownst to the boy— the sword really didn’t change too much from its sealed state, but the arm that the boy had wielded the sword with, his left arm, was cladded in body fitted armor of primarily white and blue trimmings and edges.
The thugs were amazed by the boy’s ability to unleash the Zanpakutō’s Shikai form, but that still wasn’t enough, for the boy did not possess the strength to defeat the thugs. He fought bravely, despite still being in his state of shock, and fighting blindly, for the most part, even managed to kill a handful of thugs before being captured himself. The boy was brought to a conjugation that the thugs of the 80th District were having, and though they separated the boy from the Zanpakutō, his left arm was still cladded in armor. The boy was bounded by Kidō, unable to move at all as he sat in the middle of a ring of thugs, who talked about what they had planned on doing with the boy and how they could use him.
The boy couldn’t see anything, for he had been blindfolded so he couldn’t see where he was or the faces of the thugs that had him there. All he could do was listen, and as he did, he heard the voice of another— a feminine voice which spoke out to him, asking him what his name was, but not before the Zanpakutō would give its name to the boy. “Byakkō . . .” The voice had then invited the boy within its world, so he could see it and its inner world. The first thing the boy’s eyes would sat on is the spirit of the Zanpakutō, who had been a beautiful girl, and the world that surrounded her soon after.
The boy found himself standing around a cluster of skulls, and as he looked around, he had noticed skulls and bones everywhere, and taking note of the ruined castles and shrine we had been in, veins and vegetation grown over everything in sight. She explained that the boy didn’t need the Zanpakutō to break free of the bindings, for the armor upon his arm is it’s Shikai, and that the sword itself is like an empty vessel. With the power he had, and her upon his side, they would be able to break free and slay the thugs that have hurt him and the Zanpakutō. And so he did, he released his incredible Reiatsu, which allowed him to break free with the aid of the Shikai, and we a clear mind and what his father had taught him, he would solo all the thugs would hand-to-hand skills purely, despite them wielding various weapons.
As the boy defeated them, killing them all, he gained experience that would make him and her stronger together. For years, the boy had gone on slaying the murderous thugs of the 80th District, but he was one himself, although he wasn’t just after anyone. He showed little to no mercy for thugs; no matter if they were actually harming each other or just keeping to themselves, he was hungry for revenge and so was his Zanpakutō. It wasn’t long until he had then ventured on to other Districts, slaying any thug or criminal that he could, growing stronger and stronger with each and every kill, his Reiatsu becoming more violent and powerful as he did.
In the eyes of others, he had also been viewed as a criminal of sorts, which eventually put himself in the eyes of the Goteijūsantai, which lead him into a faithful encounter with the Sanbantai Fukutaichō— Kunpū Izumi. She had defeated him, but she was impressed by his skills and power, inviting him to become a Shinigami so that he could use his power for others thing, while continuing to grow stronger. It had been the first time in the long time since he had met someone who was stronger than him, and if he could be as strong as her, of course he wouldn’t allow the chance to fly by him. He joined the Shinōreijutsuin, and with the boy already excelling in both Zanjutsu and Hakuda, he had little more he could be taught in each area, and went on to learn about the other skills in which a Shinigami must learn.
And in all this time, Kosshitetsu’s Shikai has yet to deactivate, whether it is because of the Reiatsu he is constantly releasing, or because of the Zanpakutō bond with it. It has been two-hundred years since he has joined the Shinōreijutsuin, and currently finds himself the Sanbantai Fukutaichō.
OOC NAME: Chidori.
FACE CLAIM: Yukimura, Gentarō from Sidooh.
