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Name: Shougoro Botan
Age: 20 (Soul Age: from 1900 to whatever the current year is)
Visual Description: Shougoro is a young man (appears to be about 20) with messy blonde hair. He stands around 6’1” and is not very muscular.
Class: Shinigami (Soul Reaper)
Abilites: Zanpakto
Zanpakuto basic form: Its sealed state is a standard katana, with sky-blue wrappings. The tsuba is prism shaped with two square tops near the main points.
Zanpakuto Shikai: Daiyamondo joo (Diamond Queen)
Release: Shriek
Upon release the blade morphs to look like a solid blue flame (it is not actually fire).
Zanpakuto abilities will be displayed during rp just remember not too great because everyone will start from the beginning.
Personality: Shougoro is a very laid-back and cool headed individual. Hard to anger, he plays an excellent moderator. He enjoys cracking jokes and puns, spicy food, and metal music. His favorite thing to ever come from the world of the living was the "MP3 Player".
Bio: Shougoro Botan was born in Karakura Town in the early 1900's. He was a very sickly young boy and eventually died at the age of five. His soul was transported to the Soul Society, where he lived out his life. A family took him in, and he resided in one of the many small towns that surrounded the Seireitei. He was raised until he turned 16, at which point he enlisted to become a Soul Reaper. Years of training later and he was eventually accepted into The Fifth Division, where his skills were further honed. Eventually he learned to communicate with the spirit residing within his zanpakto, lending him its Shikai (he swears he is on the verge of achieving Bankai, but that is yet to be seen). However this had lead to one drawback, Shougoro focused almost entirely on swordsmanship. This means he cannot use most kido, as he ignored all of those courses at the academy. In recent times he has been assigned as one the numerous Soul Reapers to patrol the spiritually rich area of Karakura Town, using a Gigai to appear as a high school student.
Age: 20 (Soul Age: from 1900 to whatever the current year is)
Visual Description: Shougoro is a young man (appears to be about 20) with messy blonde hair. He stands around 6’1” and is not very muscular.
Class: Shinigami (Soul Reaper)
Abilites: Zanpakto
Zanpakuto basic form: Its sealed state is a standard katana, with sky-blue wrappings. The tsuba is prism shaped with two square tops near the main points.
Zanpakuto Shikai: Daiyamondo joo (Diamond Queen)
Release: Shriek
Upon release the blade morphs to look like a solid blue flame (it is not actually fire).
Zanpakuto abilities will be displayed during rp just remember not too great because everyone will start from the beginning.
Personality: Shougoro is a very laid-back and cool headed individual. Hard to anger, he plays an excellent moderator. He enjoys cracking jokes and puns, spicy food, and metal music. His favorite thing to ever come from the world of the living was the "MP3 Player".
Bio: Shougoro Botan was born in Karakura Town in the early 1900's. He was a very sickly young boy and eventually died at the age of five. His soul was transported to the Soul Society, where he lived out his life. A family took him in, and he resided in one of the many small towns that surrounded the Seireitei. He was raised until he turned 16, at which point he enlisted to become a Soul Reaper. Years of training later and he was eventually accepted into The Fifth Division, where his skills were further honed. Eventually he learned to communicate with the spirit residing within his zanpakto, lending him its Shikai (he swears he is on the verge of achieving Bankai, but that is yet to be seen). However this had lead to one drawback, Shougoro focused almost entirely on swordsmanship. This means he cannot use most kido, as he ignored all of those courses at the academy. In recent times he has been assigned as one the numerous Soul Reapers to patrol the spiritually rich area of Karakura Town, using a Gigai to appear as a high school student.
I am interested! I will get a CS up in a bit.
SYLVERBLU! YOU AREN'T DEAD! I was getting worried!
Its all good xD
Its all good xD
Hello everybody! Nobody is dead right? Its been pretty damn quiet on the Harmonica front.
Tollank was breathing heavily, slightly shaken by his outburst towards Allen. He didn't like to get angry, let along physical, with other people. But when Alan brought up smothering Aeria, the person that Leon had almost gave his life for, Tollank lost it. Suddenly Tollank heard a weak voice coming from the Aeria and Leon were collapsed on the floor.
Waves of relief washed over Tollank, Leon was alive. He walked over to his friend laying on the ground, leaving Alan to his own devices. Leon put his arm around Aeria before falling asleep again. At least this time it was sleep and not him almost dying, meaning Tollank could rest easy as well. First things first though, he needed to wash up. Tollank walked into the bath room to wash himself, flicking on the light as he entered. Tollank was still adapting to the whole sight thing, but in all honesty it wasn't too different from what his mutation allowed. Looking into the mirror, Tollank truly saw himself for the first time. "Damn, I don't look half bad. Except....wait..." Tollank turned his head to reveal a small spot where it appeared someone had ripped out his hair. "What the hell?" He rubbed his hand over the bald spot on the back of his head. " I am gonna look like a freaking idiot with that," Tollank said while opening the cabinet above the sink, looking for something to cut his hair with. With a bit of rummaging around he produced an electric razor. "Well hair, its been fun." Tollank said aloud before a soft buzzing could be heard coming from the bathroom.
I few minutes later he stepped out of the room, his head shaved down to where his hair was no more than a quarter inch in length. He heard movement from where his friends were sleeping and saw Aeria getting up and heading towards the door.
Tollank smiled to himslelf, knowing that Aeria was okay and back to her old self. He headed over to where Leon was asleep on the ground. For a few moments he contemplated moving him to the bed, but in the end he decided it would be best not to disturb him. Tollank walked over to an adjacent wall and slid down til he was sitting on the ground, leaning against the wall for support. "Better stay here for the evening, just to make sure.......Leon.......is fine." He managed to get that one sentence out before drifting to sleep.
Marx said "Down boy..." Leon said slowly, raising his right hand as far as it wound go, which at the moment wasn't particularly high, snapping his fingers at Tollnak.
Waves of relief washed over Tollank, Leon was alive. He walked over to his friend laying on the ground, leaving Alan to his own devices. Leon put his arm around Aeria before falling asleep again. At least this time it was sleep and not him almost dying, meaning Tollank could rest easy as well. First things first though, he needed to wash up. Tollank walked into the bath room to wash himself, flicking on the light as he entered. Tollank was still adapting to the whole sight thing, but in all honesty it wasn't too different from what his mutation allowed. Looking into the mirror, Tollank truly saw himself for the first time. "Damn, I don't look half bad. Except....wait..." Tollank turned his head to reveal a small spot where it appeared someone had ripped out his hair. "What the hell?" He rubbed his hand over the bald spot on the back of his head. " I am gonna look like a freaking idiot with that," Tollank said while opening the cabinet above the sink, looking for something to cut his hair with. With a bit of rummaging around he produced an electric razor. "Well hair, its been fun." Tollank said aloud before a soft buzzing could be heard coming from the bathroom.
I few minutes later he stepped out of the room, his head shaved down to where his hair was no more than a quarter inch in length. He heard movement from where his friends were sleeping and saw Aeria getting up and heading towards the door.
WinterNightSky said “Hi..” She greeted him with a shy smile, avoiding eye contact. “Anyway, talk to you later. I need to go… I look like crap.” She blurted out in one breath. With that said, she walked past him and headed out the door. As soon as she got outside, she leaned against it and took a deep breath. Aeria opened the door again, only enough for her head to peek inside,“Oh by the way, Tollank. I think you should put Leon to bed.” She told him before closing the door shut, not giving him enough time to respond
Tollank smiled to himslelf, knowing that Aeria was okay and back to her old self. He headed over to where Leon was asleep on the ground. For a few moments he contemplated moving him to the bed, but in the end he decided it would be best not to disturb him. Tollank walked over to an adjacent wall and slid down til he was sitting on the ground, leaning against the wall for support. "Better stay here for the evening, just to make sure.......Leon.......is fine." He managed to get that one sentence out before drifting to sleep.
I am really enjoying everyone's posts xD We are like a little all-powerful family!
Marx said "Toll," Leon said softly, his eye unfocused and glossed over, "Watch over her and make sure she's okay. If you waste a single second checking on me, I'll take back your sight. Even if I have to rip your eyes from their sockets." Leon looked down at his wrist, the coursing of blood slowing greatly as the wound began to heal itself much against his will. He could feel his consciousness slipping, the amount of blood he gave up well beyond what his body could afford to lose. The only reason he had still been conscious was his mutation he had guessed.
Tollank looked at his friend, the piece of metal jutting from his eyes. Without warning tears began pouring down his face. "I.....I.....I promise. But goddammit, you have to make it through this. You have to swear you will pull through this. I would give you my eyes back it that would help you in the slightest. You pull though this thing." Tollank watched Leon cut his arm and transfuse his blood into Aeria. Flowing into her, life going from one body to another. For a few moments all was silent, except the small pats of Tollank's tears smacking against the linoleum. Soon however Aeria began to stir, much to the relief of Tollank. She sat up and said his name, which only caused him to look down and cry more. She noticed Leon, and soon she broke down like he did. After a few minutes of sorrow, she slipping into sleep. She had a big day, and deserved rest. He wanted desperately to help Leon, but he had to keep his promise, all of this thought was interrupting by someone bursting through the door.
Brasslazer said Walking over, Alan picked up a nearby pillow. "Good job Tollank. I knew we couldn't trust her, but at least she didn't manage to kill any of us. Now I suggest we finish of the job with this pillow and smother her while she's unable to defend herself, then we won't have to worry anymore." Alan said, holding up the pillow.
Tollank stood up, anger causing him to instinctively close his eyes and snap his fingers. He saw Alan standing there, holding a pillow and talking of smothering his friend. Leon may have just given his life to save hers, and he was suggesting to kill her. Tollank ran at Alan, extending his right arm. The metal hand hit Alan's throat and latched on with vice-like strength. Tollank didn't stop running and soon he was holding Alan up and against the wall. his feet off the ground. "I don't have any fucking idea what she did to you, and quite frankly I don't give a rat's ass. Leon may have just died to save her life, and you want to kill her?" Tears began to run down Tollank's face and his voice started to quiver. "If I ever catch you harming a single hair on her head I will rip that goddamn bug mouth right off of your head. Do I make myself clear?" Tollank let Alan down, and gave him a shove towards the door. "Now go home Alan. We have all had a big day, get some rest, okay?"
Jim was approaching the funnel cake stand when he felt a displacement of air behind him. "Ey, Jmmy. You mind setting up for me? I got things to do." Jim turned around to see Julian, standing in his birthday suit. "Already done my friend. Just make sure you are ready to leave your lady friend before showtime, hell you can bring her with you. We have been running short of "lovely assistants" as of late." A large man began to yell at the naked man, before Julian made haste back to where ever he came from. "There will be plenty of tricks like that tonight sir! I promise they will be more clad though!" The man blinked a few times, and stumbled away. At first Jim was angry at the various stunts that Julian likes to pull, however in time Jim grew accustomed to the various escapades, and grew to expect them. Jim turned back to the man selling his favorite fair food, " Sorry about that, where were we?"
For some unknown reason magic could never replicate the flavor of a well-prepared funnel cake. Jim tried numerous times, to no avail. Magic works in mysterious ways, and it was best not to question it. Walking through the rows of stalls Jim listened to the sounds of the fair around him. Vendors speaking with customers about how their wares were of "the highest quality" even though they both knew it would most likely break 15 minutes after purchase. There was one sound in particular that Jim was looking for, he looked for it every show. With a few more minutes of searching, he found exactly what he was looking for.
"Mommy, can I please have a stuffed elephant!?! Please please!" Jim turned to see a little boy tugging at his mother's shirt. He couldn't have been any older than five or six. "No sweetie," the mother started, squatting down to be at eye level with her son," you know we can't afford that. The agreement was that we could come to the fair and look, remember?" The woman stood up, and began to walk away. "Excuse me!" Jim said running after the woman. "I couldn't help but notice that your son looked a little down in the dumps," Jim looked down at the boy, "Would a few magic tricks cheer him up?" The woman looked at her son, who nodded excitedly at her. Jim did a few simple tricks for the boy, quarters behind the ear and such. He even manged to pull a certain stuffed elephant from his hat (the game man surely wouldn't miss one). After a few minutes Jim bowed to the two and after a short applause, headed back to the trailers. They hadn't seen the real trick though, the large wad of money that Jim placed into the woman's purse. "Expandit opes," Jim muttered to himself.
After a short walk, Jim returned to the cluster of trailers that The Troupe made their residence in. Victoria was just returning to hers, and was about to head up the stairs to the door. Vincent was leaning against the side of his, his trademark cigar jutting from his mouth. "Good evening friends!" Jim said to his two partners, "Have you guys been on the grounds yet? They may have the best funnel cake I have ever had, and before you say anything I know I say that every stop, but this is the real deal!" Jim held out the paper plate that had his snack on it, " You two want some?"
For some unknown reason magic could never replicate the flavor of a well-prepared funnel cake. Jim tried numerous times, to no avail. Magic works in mysterious ways, and it was best not to question it. Walking through the rows of stalls Jim listened to the sounds of the fair around him. Vendors speaking with customers about how their wares were of "the highest quality" even though they both knew it would most likely break 15 minutes after purchase. There was one sound in particular that Jim was looking for, he looked for it every show. With a few more minutes of searching, he found exactly what he was looking for.
"Mommy, can I please have a stuffed elephant!?! Please please!" Jim turned to see a little boy tugging at his mother's shirt. He couldn't have been any older than five or six. "No sweetie," the mother started, squatting down to be at eye level with her son," you know we can't afford that. The agreement was that we could come to the fair and look, remember?" The woman stood up, and began to walk away. "Excuse me!" Jim said running after the woman. "I couldn't help but notice that your son looked a little down in the dumps," Jim looked down at the boy, "Would a few magic tricks cheer him up?" The woman looked at her son, who nodded excitedly at her. Jim did a few simple tricks for the boy, quarters behind the ear and such. He even manged to pull a certain stuffed elephant from his hat (the game man surely wouldn't miss one). After a few minutes Jim bowed to the two and after a short applause, headed back to the trailers. They hadn't seen the real trick though, the large wad of money that Jim placed into the woman's purse. "Expandit opes," Jim muttered to himself.
After a short walk, Jim returned to the cluster of trailers that The Troupe made their residence in. Victoria was just returning to hers, and was about to head up the stairs to the door. Vincent was leaning against the side of his, his trademark cigar jutting from his mouth. "Good evening friends!" Jim said to his two partners, "Have you guys been on the grounds yet? They may have the best funnel cake I have ever had, and before you say anything I know I say that every stop, but this is the real deal!" Jim held out the paper plate that had his snack on it, " You two want some?"
Tollank felt the cool linoleum against his face, consciousness returning to him slowly. Then it all came flooding back, the room, the fall, the screams, his broken body. He opened his eyes, preparing to let out a scream to survey his body and scan the room. However as soon as he opened his eyes he felt a sharp pain in them. Soon they adjusted and he could.....see. Tollank sat up, completely dumbfounded. The room was huge, with doors lining the walls. All of this he knew, but these must be...colors. He saw his blood around him, and leading out of a few doors, including Leon's. He saw the trail lead from Leon's lead up to him, and then head towards an exit. Oh my god, he did it. He gave me eyes, Tollank thought to himself. He stood up and stretched out his legs, Leon must have healed those too. He would have to find his friend and thank him. There were trails of blood leading out of many of the doors, and a few of the doors were slightly ajar, showing that the person inside had completed their test. Tollank went around the room, seeing which doors still hadn't opened, until he saw one door in particular. Aeria White.
"Oh no. Oh no. Oh no." Tollank couldn't believe this, he wouldn't believe it. "Come on Aeria, open the door! Come on!" He started banging on the door, the dull metallic clunking echoing through the room. If he could focus he hear it resonating in the room on the other side. Tollank closed his eyes and focused, soon he could see the room on the other side with his mutation. He saw a platform, and to the other side of it was a great chasm. Laying on the platform was...Aeria. She was still breathing, barely. Tollank had to get in there to help her. But there was no handle, no hand scanner, way way to open the door from this side. Then Tollank remembered his new found powers, and took a few steps back from the door. He took a deep breath, and screamed. The force of this sound hit the door, and bounced around the room. After focusing the sound the door began to make a metallic creaking noise, like it was gradually losing strength. Suddenly the door bent back, opening as if it were on hinges. Tollank ran into the room, and scooped Aeria in his arms. "Aeria! Aeria! You stay with me! Come on, Leon needs you! I need you! You can't die! You have to see Earth with us!" Tollank saw Leon's trail of blood heading out the door. Leon. That was it he could help her. Following the blood trail, Tollank carried Aeria out the exit, and up to the dorm floor. After a bit of searching he found Leon's room, and began to kick the door. "Leon! Its Tollank, and I have Aeria. She is hurt real bad Leon, You gotta help her! Open up man! OPEN UP!" Tollank put extra force behind the last "open up" he shout echoing in the vast chamber. Leon had to help her. Help her like he helped Tollank.
"Oh no. Oh no. Oh no." Tollank couldn't believe this, he wouldn't believe it. "Come on Aeria, open the door! Come on!" He started banging on the door, the dull metallic clunking echoing through the room. If he could focus he hear it resonating in the room on the other side. Tollank closed his eyes and focused, soon he could see the room on the other side with his mutation. He saw a platform, and to the other side of it was a great chasm. Laying on the platform was...Aeria. She was still breathing, barely. Tollank had to get in there to help her. But there was no handle, no hand scanner, way way to open the door from this side. Then Tollank remembered his new found powers, and took a few steps back from the door. He took a deep breath, and screamed. The force of this sound hit the door, and bounced around the room. After focusing the sound the door began to make a metallic creaking noise, like it was gradually losing strength. Suddenly the door bent back, opening as if it were on hinges. Tollank ran into the room, and scooped Aeria in his arms. "Aeria! Aeria! You stay with me! Come on, Leon needs you! I need you! You can't die! You have to see Earth with us!" Tollank saw Leon's trail of blood heading out the door. Leon. That was it he could help her. Following the blood trail, Tollank carried Aeria out the exit, and up to the dorm floor. After a bit of searching he found Leon's room, and began to kick the door. "Leon! Its Tollank, and I have Aeria. She is hurt real bad Leon, You gotta help her! Open up man! OPEN UP!" Tollank put extra force behind the last "open up" he shout echoing in the vast chamber. Leon had to help her. Help her like he helped Tollank.
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