-Shinigami-
General Information:-Full Name: Genichirou Tokoyuki
-Nicknames/Aliases/Titles: "Gen" "The Sin"
-Noteable Family: -Loyalties: Soul Society
-Actual Age 1850
Appearance:-Appearance: - Spoiler:
Gen is normally someone who sticks out in a crowd. Mostly due to his head. His hair is always spiked up, but to the extreme. When his hair is spiked it is just about the size of his head. One piece of his hair always remains on his forehead. The piece stops just below his eyebrows. Gen has very long hair if it is not spiked, when it's not it reaches just below his shoulders. He is rarely seen without his hair spiked. Gen has a very distinguishing face. Having a rather large pointed nose, and a sharp pointed chin. But his ears are what stick out the most. He has very large elf-like ears. At the bottom of each ear are 2 earrings. These are just simple silver earrings. His eyes are also very strange. The pupil of his eye being nothing but a black dot. The rest of his eye is just white. Above his eyes Gen has very thin brown eyebrows. His teeth unlike most are pointed and sharp, like a sharks. His lips are very thin, and a light shade of red. As for clothing Gen wears what most Shinigami do, a black Kimono. However at the ends of the sleeves, and at the very bottom of the Kimono are jagged cuts, like his teeth. Around his waist instead of the normal white sash, Gen wears an orange sash. But it is the brightest shade of orange, so it sticks out a mile away. His body is very muscular, but it is always hidden underneath the kimono. Gen prefers to not show it off. His chest is the center point of his muscular body, having his chest very well defined but like all of his body it is hidden underneath his clothing. His chest holds many scars across it, but tiny but some are large and gruesome. On his back is a giant scar, a very simple scar a giant 'X'. The scar is something Gen never speaks of or shows. His arms a very defined, but are hidden underneath his clothing. On his right wrist Gen wears a very simple black leather bracelet. It is about 4 inches wide, and long enough for it to be skin tight around his wrist. Gen is always seen with the bracelet on. He has very long skinny fingers, and a very large palm. Like most Shinigami Gen wears a pair of white stockings and grass sandals.
-Preferred Wardrobe: See Appearance.
-Height: 5'11
-Weight: 175lbs
-Physical Age: Early 20's
Race Specific Information:-Squad: 8th Division
-Seat: Captain
Character/Player Bio:-Personality: Gen is not like most people, but then again most people aren't the same. Gen always seems to be angry, always yelling at something or someone. And whenever he is yelling at someone strong language is normally involved. He has a very short temper, that snaps just in an instant. He always lets his anger out through words, never physically. Unless it is something very serious. Gen only stops his rage when he feels it's the right time. Which is normally when he is alone, after the person that made him mad is gone. Apologizes rarely leave his mouth. It takes him days sometimes years to man up and apologize. Gen is rarely nice, but it does happen sometimes. When it does happen is always seems to be around a pretty girl. Of course most guys would do that, but when Gen does try to be nice it last only a short amount of time. Normally he'll find something to get mad at, but it is never the girl he is talking to. Gen can never bring himself to get angry at a woman. He doesn't believe in getting angry at a woman, no matter what they do or say. Gen is also very defensive of women, most of the time this leads to Gen getting the crap beat out of him. But he is only like that to women. When it comes to men Gen can get angry just by looking at them.
Due to his little anger problem Gen tries to stay away from most guys. But prefers to be around women. This is not an unusual thing for guys though. However Gen can be nice to men at times, most of the time when that does happen a friendship is born. When it comes to fighting Gen tries to end it as quickly as possible. Bloodshed is not something Gen likes to see. But sometimes it comes to that. When it does Gen normally curses himself for resulting to bloodshed. Gen is very loyal to Soul Society. He would give his life to protect the place. When Gen has to fight he becomes a monster, the urge to end the fight as quickly as possible takes over his common sense. Due to this Gen normally comes out of a fight bloodied up, and about to die. Gen spends most of his time either sleeping or doing nothing. He isn't like most people that train the crap out of themselves. He finds his strength good enough already. When he does to nothing he normally just watches the clouds breeze by, to most people that would be boring. But Gen isn't like most people. He's a short tempered asshole flirt, but that's just they way Gen likes it.
-Rank: Going for Captain
-History: Gen was born in a very snowy village. His birth had no problems. His mother came out alive, and happy. Gen was named after his father, a good strong name. But Gen grew up without a father. His father had left his mother shortly after finding out that he would be having a child. His mother never wanted Gen to have the same last name as his father. So his mother made Gen a last name. Tokoyuki. Endless Snow. It fit Gen, and where he lived. The Village he lived in was very small, having only 5 houses. Due to the constant snow growing crops was a problem. So the village's main diet was meat. And lots of it. When Gen was 5 a man entered his village. The man was very old, and strapped to his waist was a sword. He was welcomed into the village, and was given a nice hot bowl of soup. The village was always known to welcome travelers with a warm smile. But the village had thought this man was a traveler. But he wasn't. The man was there to stay, at first the village disagreed with it. But after several weeks of the man staying they finally welcomes him into the village. One day the man confronted Gen, asking him if he wanted to learn how to use a sword. Gen answered with a smile and a Yes. If only he knew what would await him.
The first day of training started at the crack of dawn. It was extremely cold at that time. Not the best time for training. Gen started off with a bamboo blade. Very light, and easy to break. He was told that he need to learn how to wield a light blade before he could move onto a real heavy sword. The training consisted of trust, and blocks. His master would come at hm with a wooden blade, whenever Gen tried to block his blade would break. On his first day of training Gen broke 60 bamboo blades. The old man had made tons of the blades though. So no matter how many Gen broke there would still be more. The next day training started an hour before the crack of dawn. The two focused on the same thing. Thrust and blocks. Gen had got the trusting part down, but the blocking was the challenge. His blade would always break whenever he would try to block. His master told him he could do something that would help him out. Finish off your enemy before they could even think of trying to attack you. Which meant that if Gen killed his enemy he wouldn't need to block. He liked the thought of that. The next day was 2 hours before dawn, and Gen was losing hour after hour of sleep. On that day the two moved onto wooden blades. The blade was heavier than the bamboo. And it was harder thrusting, but blocking was very easy with this blade. And with each day going by, Gen got stronger and stronger. The training was making Gen into a swordsman. One that would become a very fearsome swordsman.
5 years later Gen had mastered the Bamboo and the wooden blade. All he had to do was use both at the same time. Bamboo for thrusting, wooden for blocking. Gen found it easy to wield two blades at the same time. But his master thought it was about time Gen learned how to use just one blade. A real sword, after 2 years of doing the same training Gen had mastered how to use a sword. Each day it seemed that his master was getting closer to death. One day his master called Gen by a name that he had never heard of before. Sukoshihima. Little leave. The name stuck to Gen, and soon that was the name everyone in the village called him. Gen didn't mind, he liked the name. 4 years later his master died. The cause of death was natural causes, age finally took his life. Gen had never cried so much on that day, his master was like a father to him. A father was something Gen never knew about until that man came along. As though thing weren't bad already his mother was killed. A man had entered the village, just to impregnate a woman. That was his mother. But his mother refused, and the man killed her. Like she was nothing. Gen wanted revenge, the man thought he would be just fine to stay in the village. No dangers at all. But there was the Sukoshihima. He slaughtered the man like the scum that he was. He didn't stand a chance against Gen. At that time Gen had learned how to block, but he killed the man before he could even do a thing. The village was scared out of their wits. Two people were killed. And there was Blood in the Snow.
Gen left the Village shortly after killing the man, he didn't want to live there without his mother. He loved his mother more than anyone on the face of the Earth. And in a blink of an eye she was gone. Forever. Gen didn't know what to do, he was scared. He walked for days not stopping to sleep or anything. The only thing he had brought with him was his masters sword. Nothing else. Finally the Sukoshihima collapsed. When he woke up he was inside a house. A nice warm house. A family had picked him up, and brought him in. But Gen was a murderer, but they didn't know that. And they didn't need to. After staying at the home for a couple weeks, Gen thought it was about time he left. But he had fallen in love, the family that had brought him in had one daughter that was Gen's age, and 4 sons that were all younger than Gen. Gen couldn't leave without his love. They had spent all their time together, talking and walking. And it only took a couple week for Gen to fall for her. When he told her his feelings, she told him the same thing. And they left, she would be safe with Gen. After all Gen was a swordsman. Gen thought things would be perfect, but they weren't. Scum always hide in the shadows, and they would always jump out at a pretty woman. A group of scum found Gen's girl very beautiful, and they wanted her. They were equipped with swords, ready to kill Gen. But Gen wouldn't allow that. The fight lasted only a couple minutes. Gen took a few blows to the chest, nothing big. But the men lost their lives. Gen had never told anyone about his skills, afraid it would make them think he was nothing but a murderer. When Gen tried to find his woman he couldn't find her. It was like most people to run away from a fight. Gen had lost her, forever. Anger washed over him. There was only one thing he could do to end this burning anger. Gen went on a killing spree, killing and killing. Just to top it off he killed everyone that even looked at him. He found a hatred towards men, and would get angry at them for just looking at him. Men were the ones that took his girl away from him. And Gen hated himself for fighting and killing. He was losing everything in a blink of an eye.
Due to his killing spree people wanted his head. The rich would hire hunters to try and find Gen. The poor would live in fear. Gen held no fears against death. He was just waiting for it to come. He had seen so many that he thought it would be fun. But no one knew that Gen was the one killing these people. One day Gen was confronted by a man. This man wanted Gen's head. Somehow the man had figured out that Gen was the one killing the people. Gen didn't care he was going to end the man's life like he had done to countless others. The fight started, and went on for a day. The two had done a number to each other, dealing blows taking blows. But Gen took the worst blow of them all. A scar shaped like an 'X' was dealt onto his back. But Gen was the one to give the final blow. Ending the man's life. Death was just around the corner for Gen. That long awaited death, but it never came. Another family came and nursed Gen back to health. He cursed the family for taking in a murderer. Then it hit Gen, the family looked very familiar. It was the same family that had taken Gen in when he had collapsed from his journey. They were all there, including his love. The next day the two married. Gen still in a terrible state, but it was done. One night death struck the family. All of them were killed expect Gen. Instead of killing Gen they took him to a prison, after beating him. And opening up all the wounds that he had received. The only thing Gen had to remember his wife by was a simple leather bracelet that she always wore. Day after day Gen would stay in the prison. He was given no food or water. The news swept across the nation. Gen was given a nickname, one that he liked. The Sin.
Finally his captures had seen enough of The Sin. So they tied several rocks to Gen and threw him into a river. Before they had done that they tied his arms up tightly so there was no way for him to escape. Finally Gen would see what death would be like. He was starved and all of his wounds were opened up. Death was right in the water, and Gen was in that water. After a couple minutes of being in the water Gen died. His body was left down there. He became fish food. It was a nice way to die. Drown, then become food for fish.
Gen became a soul in Soul Society. He didn't know what to do there. His past life haunted him everyday he was a soul. But Gen made a friend there. And this person wasn't a girl. It was a guy. The two lived in the same area, and were always seen together. Laughing, and playing pranks. This was the first time Gen had ever had a friend. The two had always thought of becoming a Shinigami, but had never put it into action. They never actually tried to go into the Shinigami Academy. Until one day his friend and Gen signed up. 6 years of blood sweat and tears were what they were told. But they didn't scare Gen he already knew what that was like, but it did scare his friend. Gen told him it wasn't that bad once you get past the pain. But that really didn't help. Gen was always at the top of his class. His friend however wasn't doing so hot in the Shinigami Academy, he was always failing the test. But whenever Gen tried to help him, he would flat out refuse. There was not helping him when Gen couldn't do anything. 6 years later Gen graduated. And his friend was left in there, still trying to pass. Gen gave him points for his determination but that was getting him no where.
Gen had been assigned to the 13th Division. Not much happened there. Shortly after Gen had been assigned to his division his friend broke off their friendship. It disgusted Gen why he had broken off their friendship. It was the only friend Gen had ever had, and their friendship just ended with Gen graduating. But Gen didn't care he forgot about his 'friend' and moved on. After all he was assigned a Division. Every so often a couple members would be told to end some hollows. Gen was normally picked due to his skills in the Academy. He found killing hollows fun, the fight just added onto the fun. It was sick, and most of the other members kept their distance from Gen. After years of slaying hollows Gen found blood disgusting. He hated going to slay hollows. He hated his skills. He hated just about everything. But he didn't know why. His skills were always being noticed people would ask him to teach them moves that Gen knew. And he would always say no. He hated teaching people. It was a drag and boring. So Gen decided to not show off his skills anymore. Unless they were needed. Which they rarely were. Gen finally realized that he was only showing off when he used his skills. He was being a glory-hound. That was something no one liked. Including Gen.
After years of being on the 13th Division Gen was removed from it and assigned the 8th Division. He became the Vice-Captain of the Division. It was just like the 13th division nothing ever happened. Hollows were slayed but that was just about it. Nothing else. Paperwork was the main thing as well. It seemed the life of a Shinigami was boring as hell. Until one mission Gen received. He was told to take one squad member and investigate about a Shinigami being taken down by a hollow. Missions like that were very rare, and very dangerous. If a hollow could take down a Shinigami, then only God knows what power it has. The two found the hollow very easily, seeing it feed on a Shinigami's body. The only problem was that they didn't know its strength. Gen ordered his partner to wait while they watched. They watches for several hours, several hours of the same blasted hollow eating the same blasted Shinigami. Finally both Gen and his partner had ran out of patience. They charged in, not thinking at all. The two just wanted to kill the hollow. Their first attempt failed, the hollow just knocked them back. After several more attempts the two were tired and bloodied up. Gen charged in alone the next time. Ready to kill the hollow. Gen nearly had the hollow killed, but another one came and stopped Gen from taking the hollows life. Two hollows. Two Shinigami. Now it was fair. When Gen got back onto his feet, one of the hollows was only a foot away from him. He didn't know what to do. For once he felt fear, but then a blade appeared in his chest and into the hollows skull. The hollow died, and Gen was left in pain. His squad member had used Gen as a shield to kill a hollow. But there was two hollows, one was died the other was more than alive. The hollow attacked Gen, giving him an ass-load of scars. But one scar made Gen furious. An 'X' on his back. Gen knew it would become a scar, one that would always be with Gen. He was too wounded to fight, so he would leave his backstabbing partner to die. But somehow Gen got back onto his feet, the hollow as too focused on Gen's partner. So Gen stabbed it in the back of his head. Accidentally pushing down a little too hard to where his blade stabbed his partner. But Gen didn't care, he was going to die he knew it.
Gen awoke in Soul Society. At first he thought he was going to have to start things over. But he then noticed all the bandages. He looked more like a mummy than a person. After several weeks of being bedridden Gen finally healed up. His Division threw a party after he healed up, but Gen didn't know why. It was good that he got out of the hospital, but there was no need to throw a party. It wasn't like he had been promoted to a captain or anything. Nope he was wrong. Gen became the new Captain of the 8th Division. The old captain had resigned and got more captains to agree that Gen was a prefect Captain. A good strong man. That was what made Soul Society strong, or a Good strong Woman. Gen had never been so happy that he had become a Captain. He was willing to settle for just being the Vice-Captain for the rest of his days, but becoming a Captain was only in his dreams. But then it left his dreams and became reality. That day wasn't that bad at all.
-Roleplay Samples:It seemed that now a days hollows had nothing better to do than take human souls in Karakura town. But it seemed that, that was the only place they even took souls from. Oh if only all those blasted hollows would just die. Then the Shinigami could actually have a peaceful life. But hell it would be boring. Gen was walking down the street of Karakura town, a couple human souls had gone missing. Obviously a hollow was involved. Gen had been searching for hours and his patience was running thin. Gen stopped at a wooden bench facing a park, plopping down into he let out a sigh. Sometimes he just hated his job, probably could have done something better, like not becoming a Shinigami. He looked across the street to see two children playing some game with a ball. Gen couldn't put his finger on the name of the game, but it seemed they were just throwing the ball at each other. Fun game, just not so fun when you get hit in the face. Gen looked over to the kid's left, there was a mother sitting on a bench watching the kids play. Next to her was a cradle. In his mind Gen thought 3 kids was 1 too many. Gen sighed about to get up but stopped when he felt a presence. It belonged to a hollow. Oh god know. Gen jumped from his seat, a hand on the hilt of his blade. The presence was getting closer and closer, and then it appeared. A hollow sprang out of the trees next to the kids, Gen flash stepped over towards them. His blade pulled out. The hollow had one arm out in front of itself as it sprang out of the trees. Gen held his blade in his left hand, back in his days of living he would hold a bamboo blade in his left hand for thrusting. Guess that had stuck with him. The hollow finally got within thrusting distance. And that's just what Gen did he thrust the blade forward, and met flash then bone. Slicing through both, Gen successfully removed the hollows outstretched arm. The hollow let out an earsplitting scream, and cupped the wound with his good arm. The kids were still playing there game, Gen only being a few feet in front of them.
"You know I hate hollows like you that attack children. It is what a coward would do. But then again what would I expect from a hollow that charges into a battle with one arm out in front of him." Gen sighed, and pointed his blade over at the mother that was still smiling and watching the kids play.
"You would break that woman's heart if you killed those children. Useless shits that do that deserve to rot in hell, and that is where I'm sending you for trying that shit on me." This had just made Gen's day, and it didn't look that well for his opponent.
The hollow removed his cupped hand from the wound, anger in it's eyes. It's good arm was flexed up, his fist clenched like he was ready to kill Gen. Gen could only smile, anger always made him smile when he saw it in someone else.
"I was just going to play a game with the kids. Is that so bad?" Gen sighed, putting a hand through his hair, which really didn't work due to it being spiked up.
"Yes it is terrible. Oh and was the game you were going to play, kill you and break a woman's heart?" The hollow had finally had enough of Gen's mouth, so it lunged again at Gen. Gen switched his blade to his right hand. His blocking arm, the hollow sent a fist towards Gen's stomach. Easy. Gen simply put his blade at his stomach, ready to block. But the hollows hand never made contact with his blade. Seemed like the hollow wasn't as stupid as Gen had though. Gen had had his eyes focused on the hollows arm, but now moved his eyes to the hollows face. He moved his arm to his side, stupid thing to do. Then the fist hit Gen in the gut. Hard too. Gen hit the ground, and skid across it and then hit a tree. The air had been knocked right out of him, but the hollow wasn't done. It charged over to him, and soon he was on top of Gen. Its good arm clasped around his throat.
"I hope you lived a good life, because I'm taking it." Gen smiled, he didn't know why but it just spread across his lips. Gen looked at the blade in his right arm. He lifted it and cut through the hollows arm. Right at the joint. The hollow let out another scream. Stepping away from Gen. Gen got back onto his feet, gripping his blade. He switched hands again. This time holding it in his left hand.
"What are you going to do now, kick me to death? If you do I'll just cut your god damn legs off." The hollow kept taking steps away from Gen, and Gen kept taking steps closer to the hollow. Gen finally thought of flash stepping, and that's what he did. Appearing in front of the hollow. Gin stabbed his blade into the hollows skull.
"Bye Bye shit." And with that the hollow disappeared. Gone forever. Gen held his blade in his hand. Looking at it. Blood had coated the metal, so Gen stabbed it into the ground. Cleaning the blade. Shit's blood was on it. Gen hated Shit blood. He returned the blade to its home at his waist. The sun was starting to set and it seemed that the mother wanted her kids back home. So they quiet their playing and ran over to their mother. And with that they were off. For some reason tears streamed down his face. He wiped the tears away. But more came. Gen missed his mother more than anyone. It was the only family he had had. Gen took a seat on the ground. His hands covering his face. He wanted to get control of himself before returning to Soul Society. After several minutes of nothing happening, Gen stood back up. Opening a Senkaimon Gate and leaving Karakura town. He probably could've taken out more hollows, but at least the day wasn't a total waste.
