Post by zero on Oct 13, 2012 3:16:07 GMT -5
MAIN USERNAME: Zero
LOYALIST / FREELANCER / ROLEPLAY-ONLY: Roleplay-Only
CHARACTER NAME: Zero Itomei
RACE: Human
CLASS: Demon Weapon
AGE: 15
GENDER: Male
APPEARANCE: Zero is a rather clean-cut looking, being that it make life a little easier. He stands around 5’10” weighing around 160lbs, mostly lean muscle. He is rather well built in strength, and has a fighter’s body: rather thin-looking, with muscle definition in the arms, the abdominal, and legs. His hair is always kept short, mostly so he won’t have to deal with it, and holds a light grey-blue color in hue. He has a nearly-tanned skin, almost like a healthy ‘peach’ color like the crayon usually used by children to color in human figures. His eyes hold a very unusually light color, if looked upon without any outside factors reflecting, they tend to be a very pale blue. He is the type of person that does not hold fashion in high regard. He was brought up to look good, to look presentable, but other than that, he’ll tend to wear the same style of clothes nearly day in and day out. His outfit consists of a red blazer with shibusen logo on the right breast over a long-sleeved (Or short, depending on the wheather) white shirt. Around the color he has a black ribbon tied in a loose-fitting bow. His hands, and up his forearm, are always wrapped up with white fighters tape, nearly matching the bandage on the left-side of his forehead he keeps there to cover a smaller scar. Along with that, he wears simple, black jeans, and a pair of converse-like high tops with the shinigami mask pasted on the sides.
CURRENT PARTNER(S): N/A
WEAPON FORM:
Zero takes the form of a trench knife, a blade with a handle that is spiked for closer-combat piercing, and impact. The blade itself is a rather short one, however, a hook is imposed on the back to be able to 'roughly' slice after a punch, usually used successively together. The blade's metal is going to be a dark-gray material, with a mahogany handle.
ABILITIES:
THEME:
ABILITY NAME: Soul Manifestation
TYPE: Active
STRENGTH: Average
KEYWORDS: Melee, soul manifestation, blade, razors.
DESCRIPTION: Zero’s high frequency soul allows him to Push his own soul beyond the limits of his own weapon, creating a physical soul-aura around the weapon, usually used to oversee the outside of the blade, while acting as a continuing saw.
SUPPORT:
ABILITY: Spiked Kuckles
TYPE: Active
KEYWORDS: Melee, partial transformation, human form, puncturing.
DESCRIPTION: While in his human form, he can project the spikes from his handle onto his fist, one jetting from each knuckle. It's used in variance, usually when a meister is not able to wield him.
LOYALTY: Shibusen
KEY ATTRIBUTES:
Strengths:
High reverberating soul: He can use his soul, and the frequency, to do many different things with his abilities (See abilities), especially since it is very flexible and malleable.
Versitile: Although short range, Zero is meant to be very physical, allowing to punch, stab, or slash to win over the enemy.
Fighter: While not in his weapon form, he is able to project the spikes from his handle onto his fists, switching with each blow to the opponent. Without a meister he could survive, but is nowhere nearly as powerful.
Weaknesses:
Defense: Zero's weapon form is an attack based combative weapon, and is meant to rely on the meister to be quick enough to avoid being attacked. He is used to inflict damage, not take it.
Justice: His sense of justice may not be as lovely as most: and eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. He will not hesitate to become vulnerable as a weapon in human form, to try and carry out what some fear to do. In that sense, he is very hard to get through to, if not known how to.
Streached Soul: Because he had the ability to manifest his soul beyond his weapon, and with his other abilities, he is EXTREMELY vulnerable to soul forces.
PERSONALITY: Zero has gotten by without much interference from outside 'guiding forces'. He has excelled in the things he has worked at, and things tend to come very easily to him. If things don’t, he will understand, he will get it perfected, and he will be able to do whatever he sets his mind to. It’s easy, it’s a breeze. However, when things do not go his way, or things are out of the control he had provided, and he is faced with a boulder he cannot move he gets extremely frustrated. Battles and homework are not on this list, though. Emotions are something that he doesn't try to figure out, and he certainly doesn't have the knack to. Understanding people and the way they feel will never come easily to him, nor will understanding his own emotions. He’s not the type who can read people very easily, nor understand. It’s something that annoys him to not end, and that is where he falters in his easy life. That is about the time when violence comes in. Against people, he would never.. without being antagonized, that is. His irritable state once faces with a rock of trying to figure that something out is very susceptible to fights. Mostly, when he is frustrated, he’ll take it out at the gym, at a punching bag, but there are those situations where he will throw the first punch, though in his mind, you probably had it coming. To his second point, he is very stubborn. When things are done the right way, why should they change? When faced with conflict, his skull becomes almost too thick to get thoughts in, let alone someone else’s words and reasoning. Once things are in order, they stay in order, and when someone suggests otherwise, they must be wrong. He tends to shut down if something he truly believes is right is questioned or attacked.
Thirdly, he will act differently to girls versus guys. After his sister was guided from life, he always believed there was something he could have done, if he was only stronger, if he was only more able to protect her, then something could have been done. He feels an innate need to protect the females, and be nice to them, especially ones younger than he is now. The guys are just, well, guys. His day-to-day personality seems to ring around the aspects of daily life (homework, working out) that he tends to spend more time in his own head than out with society. From his experiences, he's a rather shut-down person. He is not cold, however, maybe described as 'cool'. People who he doesn't know, he doesn't make too much of an effort, unless put into a situation where it is nearly necessary. He puts his effort into these things he determines are 'living' for his sibling. He decided to become a decent student, he would study for every test, and make sure to shoot for A's. He is trying to become a great weapon for her, and trying his best to become someone who is a good person. He is fiercely determined when need be, and rather serious, when it comes to it.
MADNESS:
THEME: Revenge
He know's they are still out there. He knows they are more than likely enjoying themselves at another murder, enjoying their god damned sick pride. He fights so people like that don't exist, so that he may get to meet them as a kishen egg from their deeds, and wipe their face off this earth. He still thinks about it, the thought of stabbing them fifteen times in the gut, only to give the same sick smile back to them, as they did him. He sometimes feels as if it needs to happen, as if there is that thought crowding and empty bus in the back of his mind. He wants them dead, even if he may not realize it, he'd do almost anything to get at least their soul, in front of him, because he was able to give them their last breath.
HISTORY: Zero was originally born under the name Akijiro Itomei, after his long-dead great-grandfather. He was born to his mother and father, Marianne Miller and Saiko Itomei, on the night of December 21st in the city of Chicago Illinois. That day was a magnificent day for his life, as well as his parents. He grew up as a shy child, picking friends here and there that he would tend to attach himself to, and they’d usually end up breaking it off from normal childhood fights and such. He was a very aggressive little boy, although a little introverted; he got into trouble a little too much as a kid. Although corrective measures from his father were always being taken.
He went through the next few years of his life without too many interferences, just an average, everyday life of a boy until he Five years old was the turning point in his life, as far as family, and his very own personality. His sister was born five years and 6 months after his own birth, in the month of June. This was also the month that his mother was taken from his family. Struggling with the birth of Rin Maria Itomei, his mother passed her life on to the next world, and gave the way in this world for his lovely new sister.
Ever since that day, his sister was the new light in the family household. The first day of his newly dubbed life as Zero. You see, Zero was the child his parents thought they could never have, through difficulties with getting pregnant, so when he came into the world it was a beautiful day, and the rest from that day forward were as well. However, when his sister came into this world, she began being the attention for his father, and Zero began becoming more of a trouble maker, starting fights more and more as the years were to pass. He dubbed himself the Zeroth child, as his existence was soon nulled to a quiet whisper.
He loved his sister, however little time he actually spent with her, and played games with her, took her to the park by the time he was 10 and she was 5. She liked spending time with him, and the same back. Although he didn’t get paid much attention to, and was a trouble maker, he tried to keep up his grades with small efforts here and there, and encouragement from his father who didn’t want an idiot son. More importantly, his father didn’t want a ‘demon’ for a son, either. At age 12 his weapon form was revealed during a heated argument about his lacking grades. It ran in the family. It should have been a shock. Although it probably had something to do with the fact that it was a lineage acquirement that his father didn’t like the sights of it. An agreement that it would not be spoken of came to be.
Zero lived his next 3 years training his body to adapt to the weapon state, even though it was forbidden. He began cheating in fights with the boys at school, projecting the spikes out of his knuckles discreetly, in the fights. The more that happened, though, the more retaliation he got. He was accused of cheating many times, and was told he had zero wins, since they weren’t won admirably. Like the people he fought with would know the meaning, anyway. Nothing could have prepared him for his final endeavor in the city he still called home.
The day his sister was killed, was the day they had their outing in the park. She was getting to old for that then, but it was tradition. They carried on their way, in what was a supposed to be a nice experience, turned into a bloody scene, as an older boy, an older brother of someone who he had fought came at them with more than malicious intent. His own brother died after being incapacitated by some 'fucking scum'. As long as he would live, he'd never forget those orange eyes, as the kid stabbed his sister. Fifteen times. Fifteen times was enough. Once was enough. Fifteen was more than revenge, it became enjoyment. He tried to tug, kick, scream and fight the two bricks of men holding him; it wouldn't have been use until the last breath faded from her body. He couldn't go home. He didn't have a family anymore; he wasn't a person anymore, he was just a dark shroud of a shadow, looking for something else to break.
He couldn't handle it. The mind is a fragile thing, and when brought to this, he started blaming every fiber in his body. When that became too tiresome, and he was at a loss of thoughts, let alone words, he broke. Out of a house, out of a family, out of a life. He began picking street fights with anyone and everyone that crossed his path wrong, or gave him a dirty look. He was nothing. Pain, a few cuts, a few bruises, would not phase the boy. Though he didn't want any part of anything, he still had to live. Before he came to Shibusen, an old woman was something of a care taker. She wanted to help anyone and everyone, he just ended up to fall in her wake. She treated him with kindness and respect, even if he thought lowly of himself, she never did. Gave him the spirit to know who he was, and what his life was for. He wasn't a street rat, or a gangster of any sort: He'd live for his sister. Since then, he was enrolled in the DWMA, to become a weapon not meant to inflict pain, or death upon someone, but to bring upon a new light, and help eliminate darkness.
MORE INFO:
LOYALIST / FREELANCER / ROLEPLAY-ONLY: Roleplay-Only
CHARACTER NAME: Zero Itomei
RACE: Human
CLASS: Demon Weapon
AGE: 15
GENDER: Male
APPEARANCE: Zero is a rather clean-cut looking, being that it make life a little easier. He stands around 5’10” weighing around 160lbs, mostly lean muscle. He is rather well built in strength, and has a fighter’s body: rather thin-looking, with muscle definition in the arms, the abdominal, and legs. His hair is always kept short, mostly so he won’t have to deal with it, and holds a light grey-blue color in hue. He has a nearly-tanned skin, almost like a healthy ‘peach’ color like the crayon usually used by children to color in human figures. His eyes hold a very unusually light color, if looked upon without any outside factors reflecting, they tend to be a very pale blue. He is the type of person that does not hold fashion in high regard. He was brought up to look good, to look presentable, but other than that, he’ll tend to wear the same style of clothes nearly day in and day out. His outfit consists of a red blazer with shibusen logo on the right breast over a long-sleeved (Or short, depending on the wheather) white shirt. Around the color he has a black ribbon tied in a loose-fitting bow. His hands, and up his forearm, are always wrapped up with white fighters tape, nearly matching the bandage on the left-side of his forehead he keeps there to cover a smaller scar. Along with that, he wears simple, black jeans, and a pair of converse-like high tops with the shinigami mask pasted on the sides.
CURRENT PARTNER(S): N/A
WEAPON FORM:
Zero takes the form of a trench knife, a blade with a handle that is spiked for closer-combat piercing, and impact. The blade itself is a rather short one, however, a hook is imposed on the back to be able to 'roughly' slice after a punch, usually used successively together. The blade's metal is going to be a dark-gray material, with a mahogany handle.
ABILITIES:
THEME:
ABILITY NAME: Soul Manifestation
TYPE: Active
STRENGTH: Average
KEYWORDS: Melee, soul manifestation, blade, razors.
DESCRIPTION: Zero’s high frequency soul allows him to Push his own soul beyond the limits of his own weapon, creating a physical soul-aura around the weapon, usually used to oversee the outside of the blade, while acting as a continuing saw.
SUPPORT:
ABILITY: Spiked Kuckles
TYPE: Active
KEYWORDS: Melee, partial transformation, human form, puncturing.
DESCRIPTION: While in his human form, he can project the spikes from his handle onto his fist, one jetting from each knuckle. It's used in variance, usually when a meister is not able to wield him.
LOYALTY: Shibusen
KEY ATTRIBUTES:
Strengths:
High reverberating soul: He can use his soul, and the frequency, to do many different things with his abilities (See abilities), especially since it is very flexible and malleable.
Versitile: Although short range, Zero is meant to be very physical, allowing to punch, stab, or slash to win over the enemy.
Fighter: While not in his weapon form, he is able to project the spikes from his handle onto his fists, switching with each blow to the opponent. Without a meister he could survive, but is nowhere nearly as powerful.
Weaknesses:
Defense: Zero's weapon form is an attack based combative weapon, and is meant to rely on the meister to be quick enough to avoid being attacked. He is used to inflict damage, not take it.
Justice: His sense of justice may not be as lovely as most: and eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. He will not hesitate to become vulnerable as a weapon in human form, to try and carry out what some fear to do. In that sense, he is very hard to get through to, if not known how to.
Streached Soul: Because he had the ability to manifest his soul beyond his weapon, and with his other abilities, he is EXTREMELY vulnerable to soul forces.
PERSONALITY: Zero has gotten by without much interference from outside 'guiding forces'. He has excelled in the things he has worked at, and things tend to come very easily to him. If things don’t, he will understand, he will get it perfected, and he will be able to do whatever he sets his mind to. It’s easy, it’s a breeze. However, when things do not go his way, or things are out of the control he had provided, and he is faced with a boulder he cannot move he gets extremely frustrated. Battles and homework are not on this list, though. Emotions are something that he doesn't try to figure out, and he certainly doesn't have the knack to. Understanding people and the way they feel will never come easily to him, nor will understanding his own emotions. He’s not the type who can read people very easily, nor understand. It’s something that annoys him to not end, and that is where he falters in his easy life. That is about the time when violence comes in. Against people, he would never.. without being antagonized, that is. His irritable state once faces with a rock of trying to figure that something out is very susceptible to fights. Mostly, when he is frustrated, he’ll take it out at the gym, at a punching bag, but there are those situations where he will throw the first punch, though in his mind, you probably had it coming. To his second point, he is very stubborn. When things are done the right way, why should they change? When faced with conflict, his skull becomes almost too thick to get thoughts in, let alone someone else’s words and reasoning. Once things are in order, they stay in order, and when someone suggests otherwise, they must be wrong. He tends to shut down if something he truly believes is right is questioned or attacked.
Thirdly, he will act differently to girls versus guys. After his sister was guided from life, he always believed there was something he could have done, if he was only stronger, if he was only more able to protect her, then something could have been done. He feels an innate need to protect the females, and be nice to them, especially ones younger than he is now. The guys are just, well, guys. His day-to-day personality seems to ring around the aspects of daily life (homework, working out) that he tends to spend more time in his own head than out with society. From his experiences, he's a rather shut-down person. He is not cold, however, maybe described as 'cool'. People who he doesn't know, he doesn't make too much of an effort, unless put into a situation where it is nearly necessary. He puts his effort into these things he determines are 'living' for his sibling. He decided to become a decent student, he would study for every test, and make sure to shoot for A's. He is trying to become a great weapon for her, and trying his best to become someone who is a good person. He is fiercely determined when need be, and rather serious, when it comes to it.
MADNESS:
THEME: Revenge
He know's they are still out there. He knows they are more than likely enjoying themselves at another murder, enjoying their god damned sick pride. He fights so people like that don't exist, so that he may get to meet them as a kishen egg from their deeds, and wipe their face off this earth. He still thinks about it, the thought of stabbing them fifteen times in the gut, only to give the same sick smile back to them, as they did him. He sometimes feels as if it needs to happen, as if there is that thought crowding and empty bus in the back of his mind. He wants them dead, even if he may not realize it, he'd do almost anything to get at least their soul, in front of him, because he was able to give them their last breath.
HISTORY: Zero was originally born under the name Akijiro Itomei, after his long-dead great-grandfather. He was born to his mother and father, Marianne Miller and Saiko Itomei, on the night of December 21st in the city of Chicago Illinois. That day was a magnificent day for his life, as well as his parents. He grew up as a shy child, picking friends here and there that he would tend to attach himself to, and they’d usually end up breaking it off from normal childhood fights and such. He was a very aggressive little boy, although a little introverted; he got into trouble a little too much as a kid. Although corrective measures from his father were always being taken.
He went through the next few years of his life without too many interferences, just an average, everyday life of a boy until he Five years old was the turning point in his life, as far as family, and his very own personality. His sister was born five years and 6 months after his own birth, in the month of June. This was also the month that his mother was taken from his family. Struggling with the birth of Rin Maria Itomei, his mother passed her life on to the next world, and gave the way in this world for his lovely new sister.
Ever since that day, his sister was the new light in the family household. The first day of his newly dubbed life as Zero. You see, Zero was the child his parents thought they could never have, through difficulties with getting pregnant, so when he came into the world it was a beautiful day, and the rest from that day forward were as well. However, when his sister came into this world, she began being the attention for his father, and Zero began becoming more of a trouble maker, starting fights more and more as the years were to pass. He dubbed himself the Zeroth child, as his existence was soon nulled to a quiet whisper.
He loved his sister, however little time he actually spent with her, and played games with her, took her to the park by the time he was 10 and she was 5. She liked spending time with him, and the same back. Although he didn’t get paid much attention to, and was a trouble maker, he tried to keep up his grades with small efforts here and there, and encouragement from his father who didn’t want an idiot son. More importantly, his father didn’t want a ‘demon’ for a son, either. At age 12 his weapon form was revealed during a heated argument about his lacking grades. It ran in the family. It should have been a shock. Although it probably had something to do with the fact that it was a lineage acquirement that his father didn’t like the sights of it. An agreement that it would not be spoken of came to be.
Zero lived his next 3 years training his body to adapt to the weapon state, even though it was forbidden. He began cheating in fights with the boys at school, projecting the spikes out of his knuckles discreetly, in the fights. The more that happened, though, the more retaliation he got. He was accused of cheating many times, and was told he had zero wins, since they weren’t won admirably. Like the people he fought with would know the meaning, anyway. Nothing could have prepared him for his final endeavor in the city he still called home.
The day his sister was killed, was the day they had their outing in the park. She was getting to old for that then, but it was tradition. They carried on their way, in what was a supposed to be a nice experience, turned into a bloody scene, as an older boy, an older brother of someone who he had fought came at them with more than malicious intent. His own brother died after being incapacitated by some 'fucking scum'. As long as he would live, he'd never forget those orange eyes, as the kid stabbed his sister. Fifteen times. Fifteen times was enough. Once was enough. Fifteen was more than revenge, it became enjoyment. He tried to tug, kick, scream and fight the two bricks of men holding him; it wouldn't have been use until the last breath faded from her body. He couldn't go home. He didn't have a family anymore; he wasn't a person anymore, he was just a dark shroud of a shadow, looking for something else to break.
He couldn't handle it. The mind is a fragile thing, and when brought to this, he started blaming every fiber in his body. When that became too tiresome, and he was at a loss of thoughts, let alone words, he broke. Out of a house, out of a family, out of a life. He began picking street fights with anyone and everyone that crossed his path wrong, or gave him a dirty look. He was nothing. Pain, a few cuts, a few bruises, would not phase the boy. Though he didn't want any part of anything, he still had to live. Before he came to Shibusen, an old woman was something of a care taker. She wanted to help anyone and everyone, he just ended up to fall in her wake. She treated him with kindness and respect, even if he thought lowly of himself, she never did. Gave him the spirit to know who he was, and what his life was for. He wasn't a street rat, or a gangster of any sort: He'd live for his sister. Since then, he was enrolled in the DWMA, to become a weapon not meant to inflict pain, or death upon someone, but to bring upon a new light, and help eliminate darkness.
MORE INFO:
