Null Abarada
6th Division Captain
Posts : 13
Join date : 2009-09-06
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| -Shinigami- General Information:-Full Name: Null Abarada -Nicknames/Aliases/Titles: Null -Noteable Family: Deceased -Loyalties: ~ -Actual Age: 2695 Appearance:-Appearance: - Spoiler:
Head: Null has decently long black hair, that hangs down just below his shoulder blades. When in movement his hair is always chaseing him from behind, not literally just looks like it when he ties it towards the end. His deep eyes are stained brown but reflect anything bright that hits them. Null's ears are almost never seen, due to the length of his hair they are in hiding for the most part. Null doesent love to bust out laughing, his sense of humor reaction is a simple smirk, or an eyebrowe raise. Torso: Null wears a shiney black robe that quincidentely matches with his hair. The robe is tied around his waist, but tied loosely allowing him maximum comfort without his clothes falling straight off of him. The sash that ties around his waist is pure white going along with the white trim on his robe. For the most part the robe is comfy, but he likes to keepp it a tad bit open to catch a few breezes every once and a while. His robe has the print of the 2nd division sign on his back. Waist to Ankle: Unseen due to his overlapping robe that reaches to the top of his ankle. Feet: Null wears bamboo slippers that are tightly strapped aroun the top of his foot, and the bottom of his ankle. The slippers are reinforced with cushion on the inside, allowing comfort while running walking, etc. His shoes are so comfy to the point of him rather wearing them to bed then sleep barefoot. -Preferred Wardrobe: His handy dandy black robe. His Zanpakuto held close to his waste, but his robe sleeve may hide it if needed. -Height: 6'2 -Weight: 165lbs -Physical Age: 26 Race Specific Information:-Squad: 6th division -Seat: Captain Character/Player Bio:-Personality: Null is definetly a man of his word, if he gives it to you you can definetly count on him. He seeks for prosperity in his devision, meaning that he is constantly making sure that everything will stay in line. Null likes to make sure that he knows of everything going on in his devision. He is not for the ones that betray, and the ones who do will suffer the maximum consequences. Although he may be stern at sometimes, he doesent mind a joke or two he likes to laugh every once and a while, after all he is no stone wall. When he makes decisions that are big for the most part, he makes sure he consults with other higher ups, such as other captains, his lt, and his third seat in command. At the end of it all it is his decision but he would rather have everybody agree to his decision then have himself looked down on for the actions he may take. If someone needs to talk with him, he will not just shun them away he will make sure to adress any questions or concerns with what ever he has to answer it with. -Rank: 2nd Division Captain -History: Null was born into a well off family as a human. He had a mother with a giveing nature. A father with a hardworking attitude, and a strict nature at that. He had two siblings, a sister and a brother both younger than him by about 5 years, Null took on a great responsibility watching his younger siblings while his hardworking parents were away. His mom worker for about eight hours, and his father about twelve hours everyday. Every once and a while he may get a day off, but none for the most part including work during the weekends. His mother on the other hand got sundays off, and on those days she would slave all day trying to make a large meal for the whole family. But thats how Null's mother was, a hard worker and a giveing nature. She actually looked forward to sundays, the thought of her family well off brought a certain joy to her heart that only a mother could feel. Null's father would spend his off time sleeping, and eating. There was no real bond between Null , and him. But Null's younger siblings did get the attention mainly because they were younger. His dad just was a prick towards him, because Null was the man of the house while the father was gone and he didn't really feel that Null needed that loveing recognition that his siblings would get every once and a while. When one day Null turned 16, and usually Null did not really get that much on his birthday, just a small cake with a candle to call his own. But on that birthday Null turned sixteen his father walked up tom him with one hand behind his back. Null had no clue what on earth his dad was doing behind his back with his hand, but his father usually never really walked up to Null for any reeason. So Null though he would humor him by asking what was behind his back, when his dad pulled a long staff with a spear head at the bottom and told him happy birthday. Null was surprised with the present especially since it came from his dad. Null cherished that spear making sure that no one touched besides Null himself. Null would actualy train on dead rotting stumps of trees with his spear, cherishing it he would lay it underneath his bed every night. Although he trained with his spear he would have to find time out of his day to train when he had to babysit all day long for the most part. Null would always train on the dead trees, or plants. He never liked ending a plants life, but there was an abundant source of plants that were living and not so many ones that were dieing of lacking nutrition. So Null had to resort to training on the thickest of trees and not make very powerful hits to cause as little damage as possible. It got difficult for him to not make damaging blows to the trees of the near by forest. So he trained with his little brother while he was babysitting him, and also had his sister sit near bye on a log. His sister was very content for the most part, did not really bother Null or his brother just sat there either reading a book, or chowing down on an apple. Null was actually prowd of her for being so young, and not so obnoxious like other kids were. Null would spar with his brother about three quarters of the day, while the other quarter of the day was spent eating, sleeping, and mainly just talking about what they were going to do for the day. Which would usually be about the same thing, nothing exciteing just sparring, never dealing any attack that could kill or extensively harm his younger brother. Although Null had a very sharp and stable spear, his little brother had a great defense. Nothing much just a very strong steel trash can lid, useing this lid as both a weapon and a shield to block the sherely powerful jabs of the sonehedge spear. His brother would block, and tilt the lid at a certain point making it resemble a disk and swing it at Null. Null on the other hand had to basicaly stick, and move. He would jab at the very sturdy trash can lid, and have to jump out of the way. He would never get a great hit off on his little brother, which frustrated him for the most part but tried to stay focused. Null began to grow tired of his spear not making contact what so ever so he had to think of a way on how to get around that shield, or how to drop the shields guard. So he walked into the nearby forest and found a very ripe green vine with very uncitely thorns all over it. The first thing Null did was reach for the vine, and grip it as hard as he possibly could but he found out there was thorns on the vine the hard way. Null yelled at the top of his lungs, his sister came around the corner asking if he was alright. He simply replied with an "I'm ok." Null wanted that ver sharp vine, and reached for the top of the vines where there was a lack of thorns he cut it with the tip of his spear, and grabbed it by the end as it was just about to touch the floor. He then carefully tied the vine around the base of the very sharp stone hendge, the vine was not coming off of the spear anytime soon, and he learned how to fight with a spear, and a whip at the same time. Null now thought he could spar with his little brother and hopefully degrade him of his shield. When Null swung his spear around infront of his little brother, the boy was amazed at the sight of a new weapon that he could hopefully protect himself from. Null swung his spear towards his little brother as the whip sped over towards the little boys shield hit and was deflected. Null was pissed at first but then he realized he had to wrap the vine around the shield to get it down. So Null swung his spear to the side of the boy as the vine followed, and swung around towards the trash can lid. As the vine wrapped around the lid it was firmly in place, and not loosley falling off or anything. Null smirked as he tugged on the vine stripping the trash can lid out of his little brothers palms. He then ran forward as the trash can lid dropped to the floor, and stuck the stonehedge softly to the boys throat signaling that he had won. Null was very happy contineing to train and babysit for a very long time he was about 26 years old to be exact staying at the house to watch over his now teenage siblings, when one night after a good day of training which was productive it was also very late so on his way home his brother, and sister at his side they turned around the bend where is house was. He smeeled the harsh scent of smoke, he was devestated to see his house ignited with a fire. The first thoughts that came to his mind was that he knew his parents were already home, he almost began to cry when all of a sudden he heard a large bang he quickly looked onward to see a missile coming straight for him he opened his chest straight to the missile to take the blow, and make sure his siblings wouldn't get hurt but it happened exactly the opposite. As soon as the missile hit it created a large explosion killing everybody including his siblings. When he died he arrived in Rukongai at age 26, when he first arrived he really had no idea what was going on. But once he told his story to someone that struck a conversation with him he actually began talking to everybody, and befriended them. He enrolled in the soul society academy, and in literally weeks he was put into a squad due to his leadership skills, and his actions performed in class. When he fought with his zanpakuto he did well, and when he learned the name of it he learned how to perform his shikai. His shikai was so devestating he was noticed by everybody even the captain him self. The captain knew that he would be a great captain if something ever happened to himself. Null's leadership skills were great, and he fit perfectly in the 6th division. He carried out his days has vice captain taking care of the 6th division as the captain was aiding his executive militia in a small battle. Unfortunatley his captain died, and it was Null's job to carry out the captain role. As of now Null is still in captain posistion, and doing that well making sure everything is done on time and efficiently. Helping those who seek his aid, and living posperously. -Roleplay Samples: - Spoiler:
Akumu walked passed the area in which the waves where crashing. The sounds of waves, and slight raindrop was quite calming to him. He never really minded to realize how calming a place so wet, and flooded. Akumu really didn't care for the overencumbering amount of water that surrounded him, it sort of felt like a shower none the less. Which was great for Akumus constant movement from village to village. When he stepped into a puddle, he really didn't care he just had a drenched foot. He was walking through the drenched fields as he saw a patch of wooded area. Never the less it was just some trees Taking the impact of the rains wrath. He took a look to his right as something caught his eye, a glimmer of light through the clear rain. Akumu could tell it was a sword just by it's shine. Akumu was wearing his normal suit jacket, the color was black of course matching his unforgiveable tie that layed on his white under shirt. Akumu turned towards the gleaming light, and saw an object holding it. Of course it had to be someone, Akumu has never heard of a large rock holding a sword. Akumu's Black slacks swayed along with him as he turned to view the man holding the sword, his slacks going along with his shiny black leather shoes. His shoes getting shinier, and shinier with every step in the water, and with his feet swaying back, and forth in the unforgiving rain. Akumu didn't see anymovement from the object so he began having seconds thought on the whole ~Sword holding rock thing~ . Akumu knew he would have to test out what the object was, and if it was somebody there natural reaction would be to retaliate. Akumu looked up into the grey clouds, which was sorta hard to look at due to the pelting rain. But as he looked in to the sky he reached into his coat he searched his coats pocket, his hand pumeling through the vacant pockets of his suit jacket. "Where the hell is that stupid capsule" Akumu said as he stopped rumedging through his jacket pocket, and finnally decided to dig into his slacks deep pocket. When his hands finnally rested on a smooth glass object, "There it is" Akumu said as he pulled out a capsule/vial filled with a white milky substance. The liquid was a concentrated milk, milk usually contains a great amount of calcium, Akumu concentrated it to make sure there was only calcium, and nothing else. The calcium would make sure he would go without calcium deficiency for weeks. Making the liquid was the hard part though, many months of milk boiling, and straining. But that was besides the point he needed to drink the vial first before any effeect would kick in. Drinking the vial was also the hard part, the duisgusting taste would blow the nasty taste of car oil out of the water. But taking the vial was a must he needed to take it. He popped off the vials cap, and began downing the nasty liquid. After drinking it he made no Nasty face nor speech of duisgust. Akumu threw the vial on the ground as it began to be drenched in water akumu stomped on the glass as it shattered, it surprisingly made no sound or splash. Akumu thought it was very odd, but the noise was probably drowned out by the crashing waves, and the splash was masked by the pelting rain drops giving no mercy to the puddles. Akumu shook off an unexpecting shiver, his body moving oddly he began swaying his arms in a weird wave movement. At the end of a wave movement he would flick the end of his hand. Oddly Akumu has never done this, ~Must of been a side effect from the Calcium~ Akumu thought to him self as his left hand released a white object at the objects head that finnally was something that was familiar to him. A bone bullet was more fondly known instead of a weird white projectile. Well a weird white projectile is what he used to call it when he had no clue or idea what it was. Thats when someone told him of it being a bone bullet, which he was told by from some elder Kaguya researcher. Akumu perfected the skill of using the bullets but did not perfect the weird movement/dance that he was performing. Akumu actually did not perfect it but he never even did it before he just seemingly went along with it has his right hand began releasing the bullets at the objects mid section, and if this object was a man it would hit the heart. These movements continued with some shots at the throat and more at the heart. He actually began getting used to this swinging, and dancing types of movement weirdly he couldtn't stop, all of a sudden, he had a craving for water. The ocean looked beautiful, and delicious at the moment he almost began to drool looking at it. Akumu snapped back into sense knowing that drinking ocean water would kill him faster than drinking his own urine. When he thought of that he forgot he had to pee, all of the trickeling rain, the pounding waves, and everything around him water based ignited his urge to urinate. He wanted to find something quickly to urinate on, Thats when Akumu snapped out of his urinating urge. He knew that if he peed he would gain a urge to drink water. Then he would pee again starting the whole cycle again. Akumu snapped out of this weird craze he stopped, and stood straight without weird dances. He no more had a thirst or a urge to urinate he was now set, and focused. He was ready to make an attack but he did not know what to do. So he waited to see how the object would attack if it could.
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Satsu's iron sand didn't just come to him he had to train vigerously for many days, and nights to learn the skills of the iron sands ways.
Satsu Waited for the day in which he would train his iron sand he put it off for the longest time. He knew he had to train it one day, and that day was today he walked into the Sunagakure training grounds, he walked, and walked till he found the perfect spot in which he knew was going to be great to train. The sun was at a great spot for the beginning of the training, for it wasn't too bright so that it was blinding Satsu but bright enough so that Satsu could see well. The suns rays rested on many training obstacles that were perfect for Iron sand training. There was many wooden dummies, that were in rows apon rows. There 152 dummies to be exact. The dummies were in front of Satsu as he looked to his left as he noticed concrete walls in columns that in which Satsu knew that he would use his iron sand to demolish. To satsus left were small bodies of water that he knew that were going to be used sooner or later he just didn't know when.
Satsu was wearing his normal out fit consisting of a black suit jacket Under it there is a white under shirt, which has a red tie sitting on top of it. The suit jackets collar takes up most of his outer chest. Satsu is wearing black slacks, that match his black leather shoes. His red hair that hovers above his eyes with a bushy resembelence is never leaving any time soon. His Deep red eyes that nobody understands. Satsu's nose seems unsitely but is still there just smaller. His mouth is in a smirk not because hes taking this as a joke, but because he doesent want to take stuff to harshly and tries to make stuff a little happier especially while training a dificult thing to train.
Satsu began his training by releasing some sand first on the ground. For about three hous Satsu focused on just moving the sand by himself mentally. As that never worked for the longest time so now he needed to try ssomething new. Satsu cupped his hands as he scooped up some of the restless sand and stared at it as it waited in the palms of his hands. Satsu then dropped his left so that most of the sand fell but there was still some in his right hand. Satsu then tried to focus his chakra into the palm of his hand, as he did that the sand began to tremble. Satsu knew that this would be the trick to get this sand moving at first. He dropped the sand out of his hand, and began to walk home for some well deserved rest. For he had been out side in the training grounds all day.
On his way home he passed by the village houses, and walked straight to where he felt at peace. The peaceful place he knew as the look out was one of the tallest buildings in Sunagakure. He walked up the circled stair way until he reached the very top. He could see over many of the buildings, and even looked at his training grounds in which he was just at not to long ago. When he was at the top he began to get tired as a cold breeze found its way over to Satsu as it breezed passed his face disturbing his hair to fall in his face. So Satsu curled his bottom lip to blow as hard as he could upwards to get the hair back to his normal rest stage.
SAtsu finnally made his way back to the training grounds after a well deserved sleep, he was ready for productivity. When he arrived he got down to business, and trainined harder than he ever trained in his life. Which was actually hard to boast of to say the least. Satsu began to perform the same technique that he performed the first day, which was repetitively trying to stay connected with the sand through his chakra. He practiced, and practiced at it until he finnally got the hang of it. He was finnally able to manipulate the sand, he would sway it back, and forth shoot it far into the sky, and still be able to control it. It was time for Satsu's final test though, and that was to destroy the obstacle course like training area.
Satsu began to sway the Iron sand back and forth, back and forth numerous times. He then waved his sand forward. Towards the dummies, as soon as the sand made contact with the first dummy it went right through it, then looped around in mid air, Satsu made the sand dive bomb the Dummy demolishing it completely. Satsu knew he could make this job way easier with more sand since he was using only about 35 handfuls of sand. Satsu released almost all of his sand which was about thirty five thousand handfuls. Satsu raised the sand in the air, and waving his hands forward demolishing everything in its path destroying most of the dummies. The only thing left was the last row, Satsu made the sand form a very long, and large tentacle, the sand weaved through each, and every one of the dummies, Satsu balled his fist as the dummies crumbled beneath the raw power of Satsu's iron sand.
Satsu finnally realized him self the raw power that he possessed, Satsu began twirling his sand making it circle him, he then made the sand clump together. As he released his grip he made the sand go flat filling the bdies of water that rested to his side. The ammount of sand he made fill the water was so much that it turned the liquid into a solid, it was now so strong Satsu could walk on top of it. Satsu finnally was ready to finish off his day. He lifted the sand from the bodies of water with his palms raising up to the sky then with the flick of his hands he sent the barrage of sand so quickly towards the walls of concrete it was hard to keep his eye on it. Satsu's iron sand demolished all of the walls with ease, the walls crumbled to dust as he made someof the sand turn into a plat form, and some other sand to lift him to the plat form he manipulated it to fly towards his office, as he now mastered the ways of Iron sand.
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