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Post by Sol Mediar on Dec 4, 2015 2:33:42 GMT
| | SOL MEDIAR | | "There is no dispute that cannot be resolved by rational debate. Or, at least, by the liberal application of tactical violence." | sol || male || really though || adjuchas
indeterminate || 30 || 530 |
APPEARANCE
Sol's outline appears a touch hazy and indistinct; apart from his hollow mask, his entire body seems to be slowly, slightly shifting and seething at all times. Aside from this, the hollow holds a distinctly humanoid figure, the ceaselessly fluid black mass of his form resembling the body of a very tall, unnaturally lanky man. There nameless dark stuff he's made out of flares slightly around his wrists, ankles, waist, and neck, creating a sort of odd impression that Sol is wearing a business suit at all times even in his twisted afterlife. Additionally, all of his joins seem to bend at sharp angles, with slight, sharp points protruding from his elbows and knees. This, combined with his long, segmented, sharp fingers vaguely evoke the image of some sort of arthropod. Now and then, bits of his body seem to drift away in small clumps or clusters, only to settle back down into the main mass again after a short time.
Atop his narrow neck, Sol's head is basically that of an ordinary human. The hollow has the face from the time he recalls best, at the peak of his career in life: that of a middle aged man, the first signs of stress-lines just forming about his eyes and mouth, strong grey eyebrows and short grey hair, cut uniformly and combed back, revealing a moderately receded hairline. A slight, concerned sort of smile - the endearing type that make you like and trust somebody at a glance - is set upon Sol's thin lips at nearly all times. Hiding the face, his mask is a white oval, pointed slightly at the top and bottom. The mask somewhat resembles a top-down view of a bear-trap opened part way, with a sideways eye between the "teeth" of the trap, running from top to bottom. A pale blue sunburst pattern covers the iris, and the hole where the eye's pupil would be is the only opening on the mask.
The only static part of Sol's figure, his hollow hole, is located right over his solar plexus, a few inches above his navel.
PERSONALITY
Positive Traits
Pacifying - Having been a negotiator his whole life, Sol is excellent at easing ambient tension. With almost no information on either party, the hollow has a natural talent for helping those with opposing positions remain somewhat calm in his presence. Speaking with a soothing voice, composing his body so as to send non-threatening signals, and generally doing his best to seem as approachable as a hollow can be, Sol generally has little problem calming the temperaments of those around him.
Impartial - As an absolute necessity for his work during his life, the hollow will never allow himself to find personal favour with any given party with which he is involved in a mediation or arbitration. By instinct, he views all sides of a conflict with pure objectivity. No party involved is given preferential treatment, regardless of their personal connection Sol or any benefit he may receive.
Respectful - Sol is typically very polite and courteous to others. In the presence of those he does not respect, he will still generally remain civil. At his very worst, even when snarking at a despised foe, he will generally never lower himself to obscenities, and will tend to use just a bit of taunting wit rather than all-out, vulgar insults.
Tenacious - It is almost impossible for the hollow to give up on a negotiation once it's begun. In many cases, this can lead to positive resolutions where other negotiators would have abandoned the situation and called it a breakdown. Once he's gotten his steam, Sol will give his all to see the issues through to their end.
Helpful - Even as a hollow, Sol tends to offer his services to those he sees as being in need, regardless of any enmity they may hold towards him. While he is still mindful not to let this particular habit of his get in the way of a fight or put his safety in jeopardy, Sol does do his best to help even those who may be past or future adversaries.
Patient - Though he has but a single major drive in his unlife, the hollow is not without the grace of patience. Having lived for so long and seeing the time ahead of him as potentially limitless, Sol has become very good at keeping his head over long periods of time. As long as he sees the great conflict ahead, he can generally cope with the downtime between with little discomfort.
Negative Traits
Obsessed - First and foremost, this is Sol's most outstanding negative feature. He is drawn to conflict in all of its many forms, consumed by his need to be the last word in settling any and all adversarial relationships, ever. While he has managed to temper this obsession somewhat as a result of his long life, the single goal of being the final word in any and all conflicts still drives Sol nearly to the exclusion of all other forces in the world.
Unforgiving - While mild-mannered and polite in most situations, Sol will show his wrath to those who stand between him and the completion of his self-appointed mission to "resolve all disputes". Once invoked, the hollow will virtually never let his grudge without some form of retribution. All the same, however, even if somebody has won his ire, the hollow will generally still assist them if they have some tort to settle with another.
Distant - A negative byproduct of his impartiality, the negotiator has grown somewhat aloof and uncaring of real problems. Outside of addressing them as valuable bargaining points in a mediation, Sol cares very little for the actual wellbeing of any involved parties, so long as they are "satisfied" with his work. To the passer-by and those not involved in his negotiations, it is easy to mistake the hollow for being arrogant, as he generally seems not to even notice the world around him.
Egotistical - One of the main forces that drove Sol to his profession in life was his ego. He believes that everyone is entitled to their opinion; he also believes that everyone that isn't him has inherently stupid and incorrect opinions. By negotiating, the hollow feels that he is ultimately making his opinion the only one that counts in all matters in which he is involved. In the end, there is a single objective "right", and no matter is properly settled until his word is just that.
Manipulative - While his calling is bringing disparate parties eye-to-eye, ultimately Sol is only concerned with getting them to agree. He is more than willing to create circumstances in which both parties lose if this will accomplish such a goal, and has no problem sabotaging the efforts of others to resolve an issue, only to supplant them as negotiator. Overall, the hollow is very much a follower of the "means to an end" philosophy, willing to do just about anything in the service of his obsession.
Dismissive - Sol does not care for the advice of others, and in fact will show irritation at any attempts to offer him advice. A byproduct of his obsession with mediation is his belief that he himself already knows everything he needs to know about his craft; while he will not overlook valuable circumstantial information, Sol will never abide by being told how to do what he does best.Advice does not come knocking on his door. He is the one who knocks!
Inappropriate - As a result of having lived through so many diverse eras and cultures, Sol can occasionally act in off-putting and inappropriate ways. While his natural tendency towards courtesy drives him to do his best to make himself appear affable, it is not uncommon that he simply does it wrong. Largely, this manifests with odd and outdated word selection and syntax when speaking, and occasionally through silly hats.
To the core of his being, Sol exists to seek and intervene in the conflicts of others. His brief life and the undeath that followed it have left him as empty as his name implies; he has been consumed down to the very core of his being by this need. To this end, he will often create problems behind the scenes and manipulate others into fighting, if possible, simply to create the sort of high-stakes tension that he thrives on.
The moment when two or more parties come to an agreement of his proposal is the pinnacle of what Sol seeks. In his mind, it is an admission made clear by all involved that he, and only he, is right. Sol does not seek a sense of moral or intellectual superiority, nor does he view those to whom he plies his talents as enemies. Rather, his empty soul simply seeks the affirmation of that one moment, the knowledge that he knew "the answer", that his answer became the truth for others.
In light of his immortality, however, Sol has become somewhat less restless between mediations. Finding that his long life has given him a new perspective on time, the hollow has tended to pick and choose the fights in which he interferes carefully, preferring quality over quantity, spending months at a time setting up and pushing things to just the right starting conditions. Additionally, Sol has spent much time lurking around the crowded and busy office spaces of the modern world, and is actually very familiar with the purpose and operation of all modern media technologies.
Despite his technical prowess, Sol has had a very hard time modernizing himself in terms of his social habits. He tends to speak in out-dated terms, sometimes using archaic syntax, and often falls victims to anachronisms in an attempt to sound "up to date". Beyond this, the hollow has also assembled an extensive collection of hats, most of them very silly and out-dated, as he sees them as the modern parallel to the powdered wigs of his day. As a result, Sol will often don a very silly and/or inappropriate hat with no particular provocation, believing entirely that he's appealing to his "clients" modern sensibilities and thus endearing himself to them.
HISTORY
In his life, the hollow knowing himself as "Sol Mediar" was a nobleman of Spanish descent, born to the name Ferdinand Solís. His parents, obsessed with expanding the influence of their family name, made good on the command to "be fruitful and multiply", bearing in total 11 children; of these Ferdinand was born sixth and middle child. As an heir to a house of lesser nobility, he was raised and groomed to a life of politics in the early days of the great Spanish Empire. It was during his childhood that he first discovered his talent for conflict resolution.
The head of the Solís family had borne to him by his wife six sons and five daughters. Of them all, two brothers and three sisters were Ferdinand's senior, three brothers and two sisters born after. Raised entirely by servants and hired tutors, however, the eleven were as much strangers to each other as they were their parents. Forced to abide in each other's constant presence by the yolk of their nobility, ten of them found themselves in constant conflict as they grew older. Ferdinand, somehow, always managed to remain outside of their constant arguments and posturing. He came of age alone, a peaceful mind in a world of constant political turmoil and heated sibling rivalry.
The first time he plied his natural gift was at the age of thirteen, the circumstances purely chance. Two of his older brothers, born so close in time and alike that many mistook them for twins, took to fighting in a garden where Ferdinand was honing his mediocre skills at violin. Though he had been largely successful at avoiding any involvement in the incessant family infighting that surrounded him, so great was the contention between his brothers that his inclusion in their debate was no longer an option. Much to his own surprise, Ferdinand found that he knew just what to say, and exactly how to say it, to resolve the trivial dispute. His watched as his brothers departed the garden smiling, still covered in the scrapes and bruises they had each come in so set on inflicting upon the other.
That single moment of luck spelled the end of Ferdinand's peaceful days. Soon, his other siblings began coming to him in pairs, angry or bitter or sad, looking for some magical solution to whatever petty differences had set them upon each other. Surprising both himself and his brethren, the quiet, mild-mannered child who had once barely been known outside the supper table rose to the occasion. With great zeal and a natural aptitude that seemed to surpass by far his studies, Ferdinand quickly became the de facto mediator of the Solís family children. It was not long to follow that his parents took note of this and sent him off to be educated better in the ways of law, that he might ply his God-given talents in a way more tangibly beneficial to the noble family.
Though his skill in general academia was only marginally above the norm, the child's gift for bring to a meeting such vastly disparate minds more than compensated for this. Ferdinand's scholastic shortcomings were entirely overlooked, and by the age of eighteen he held a doctorate degree of law and political science. For but a short two years he studied under the most renowned mediators, arbitrators, and negotiators of his time. The prodigal problem-solver was working for Trade Lords and the Royal Court by the age of twenty-one.
While his success came fast and earned him the respect of many, it did not come without a price. Ferdinand found that silence and tranquility had become burdensome to him. Peace had no place in his life; it was only in the middle of a conflict that he felt at home. Work did occupy much of his day, but the mediator had come to find that his free time left him feeling empty and unsettled. Before long Ferdinand began offering his services to lesser clients, pro-bono, to keep himself in the thick of the adversarial system. Even this, however, was only a stop-gap. Travelling, eating, and even sleeping all became burdensome downtimes. At some point, he realized that his mind would begin to slip from him at even those small intervals when he was not embroiled in somebody else's most contentious affairs.
By careful maneuvering and design, Ferdinand eventually found his way to the position he envied most, close to the throne in the King's own court. From the moment he opened his eyes in the morning to the time they closed at night, the mediator was surrounded by the quiet, subtle, deadly stirrings of political intrigue that stirred and lived an unbreathing life within those palace walls. Here, surrounded on all sides by a silent tempest of conflict that threatened to kill any who might falter for even a second, Ferdinand burned his brightest. It was soon to pass that he would be called upon to serve the king himself.
It would prove to be the most glorious moment of Ferdinand's life. Over mere weeks his singularly presided over the re-drawing of ancient territorial lines, the setting of rates and the payment of reparations. His eyes burned with glory and his breath boomed through the chambers as he, and he alone, settled disputes older than himself. When it was done, Ferdinand had done the work of kings and gods. It was whispered in the days after that not the King of Spain nor any other country could have done in a year what this young, previously unknown lawyer from Castile had done in less than a month.
Even so, the news of his execution came to Ferdinand as a shock.
There was no defense at Ferdinand's trial. The mediator would not speak a word for himself; even if it weren't an entirely futile exercise, the young man simply did not know the words to speak. A lifetime of solving the problems of others had done nothing to prepare him for his own. Oddly, this did not weigh at all on Ferdinand's mind. As the executioner raised his axe, he listened through his hood at the idle chatter of the audience that had come to watch his death. Some of those in the crowd argued amongst themselves. He died longing for a chance to step down off the platform and see them to an understanding.
In death, the nameless ghost that had been Ferdinand Solís wandered about the halls of the King of Spain's holdings where he had worked so much. Like a moth to flame he was drawn to each and every one of the endless disputes that haunted the King's Castle. Scream as he might, the ghost could find no way to be heard. His mind filled with flames brighter and hotter than any sun as he watched, helpless to intervene, as lives were ended and wars were born. Countless battles were fought, and the empire he was born into fell to ruin.
Centuries of meaningless death and violence meant nothing to the ghost. Ultimately, the outcome of a conflict was as immaterial to him as he was to the world around himself. Only one single, all-consuming concern remained, and the nameless plus shouted it endlessly in his undeath, until the very force of the words shattered his chain of fate:
"Why don't they just listen to me!?"
Freed from the curse of incorporeality, the newly born Hollow fled from the crumbling remains of what had once been the heart of an empire. At first, he lashed out at any and all he came across with the typical meaningless and random violence of his kind, devouring souls to fill the void left by the centuries of emptiness. After some time, though, the words of the world around him, the world he had been reborn into, made it through to him. They were words of conflict, spoken in anger or bitterness or sorrow. They were arguments.
The hollow awoke, and found that his senses had returned to him. He did not know his name nor his past, but he knew his mission. Though nobody could see him, he could make his influence known. Bringing himself to courthouses, to the tops of corporate buildings, to the places where dissension and disagreement thrived, he learned the ways of the new world. Bit by bit the hollow learned the ways of this New World, learned how to use his powers and the people and the technology to influence it. The thrill of again making his voice known in these conflicts filled him more deeply than eating souls ever had.
Of course, when all was said and done, he would eat the souls of all involved parties. Somehow, it just seemed to be the natural and fitting end to such proceedings.
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Post by Sol Mediar on Dec 4, 2015 3:16:07 GMT
| LIST Name: Aterrar (Terrify)
Class: Hollow Technique
Type: Offensive
Range: Short
Tier: II
Description: Hollows represent the bane of comfort. Monstrous, loathsome, and vicious, hollows strike fear into pluses and shinigami alike. This technique capitalizes on the fear hollows create and takes it one step further. By emanating their dread reiatsu, some hollows can cause opponents of equal advantage or lower to be momentarily frozen in fear. The reiatsu emanated actually curls around their bodies like unseen manacles for about the same time as the shinigami kidou equivalent, Sai.
Name: Repulsión (repulse)
Class: Hollow Technique
Type: Offensive
Range: 100 Meters
Tier: III
Description: Thrusting a limb toward the target, it sends a force of suppressed reiatsu that pushes the target back.
Name: Ensombreza Cobija (Shadow Blanket)
Class: Hollow Technique
Type: Defensive/Binding
Range: 25 meters/Self
Tier: III
Description: The user shoots reiryoku into their own shadow, pulling it up around them like a thick, dark, slightly transparent blanket, hence the name. This is among the absolute fastest of all Hollow techniques in execution speed, being used for a last minute defense against fast attacks, such as Bala. One of the only weaknesses of this technique is that while the user is shielded with their own shadow, so too are they incapable of moving, until the shield is broken or dissipated by the user. The user is also capable of using this shadowy cover to trap an opponent at half bala speeds, using the target's shadow. The shadow can only rise up 7 feet from the ground to engulf either the user or the target, however once it comes in contact with what it is meant to cover, it can stretch over even the largest Gillian.
Name: Onda de choque (Shock Wave)
Class: Hollow Technique
Type: Offensive
Range: 50 Meters
Tier: III
Description: Gathering reiatsu either to hand of foot, the user slams it on the ground and sends a shock wave in a straight line toward the target. The shock wave will make the ground crack slightly on its way, while in contact with the target, it would make them lose their balance, cause dizziness and sly blurriness of vision from the force that would pass through their body, leaving them open for a couple of moments for an attack. Shock wave travels at half bala speeds.
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BATTLE SKILLS Name: Bala (Hollow Bullet) Class: Cero/Bala Type: Offensive Range: 100 Meters Tier: I Description: A weaker but quicker alternative to regular Cero blasts. The technique hardens the user's spiritual pressure and fires it at around twenty times the speed of a Cero. - Default ability for Arrancar and Adjuchas Hollow
Name: Cero (Hollow Flash) Class: Cero/Bala Type: Offensive Range: 100 Meters Tier: IV Description: Are high-powered energy blasts that can be fired from various places on the body. Only Menos, Arrancar, and Vizard have so far been shown to use Cero attacks, and it appears that stronger entities can use it more efficiently. - Default ability for Arrancar and Adjuchas/Gillian Hollow
ITEMS NahREIATSU FEATURES Sol's reiatsu is teal, with a paisley pattern. It smells like fresh ink. HOLLOW POWERS |
Boca del conflicto supplementary The sound of hushed, whispered arguments | 
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HOLLOW POWERS ABILITIES Name: Los Boca
Class: Hollow Power
Tier: I
Type: Supplementary
Range: Self
Description: Sol's skin splits open along a single line, creating a mouth with sharp, needle-like teeth on any part of his body. This mouth may be as big or small as he wishes, as long as the area of his body on which it is created can support the full size.
Name: Gastar
Class: Hollow Power
Tier: III
Type: Offensive
Range: Self
Description: Produces caustic, viscous toxin from any of Sol's mouths. This toxin will stick to and slowly consume anything it touches, so long as it was intended for that target. Adds Tier III damage to any basic hand-to-hand attacks. This lasts 5 posts.
Name: Salud!
Class: Hollow Power
Tier: IV
Type: Offensive
Range: Melee
Description: As a product of consumption, Sol is especially empty, even among hollows. This great void inside of him is so strong it can draw the life force out of those caught in his maw, leaving them exhausted and weak. The victim suffers a 1.5x debuff to strength, and Sol gains a 1.5x buff to strength, each lasting 5 posts.
Name: Diente de Sutura
Class: Hollow Power
Tier: IV
Type: Healing
Range: Self
Description: Creating mouths across his own wounds and closing them, Sol can use his narrow-pointy teeth as makeshift sutures to slow the bleeding of wounds and make them less cumbersome in combat.
MASTERIES HOLLOW POWERSAverage (3)
WEAPON SKILLbeginner (1)
HAND-TO-HANDAverage (3)
HOLLOW TECHNIQUESAbove average (4)
HEALINGMASTERY LEVEL
| SOUL RESILIENCEAverage (3)
REIATSU CONTROLBelow Average (2)
STEPPINGAbove Average (4)
CERO/BALAAbove Average (4)
ITEM CREATIONMASTERY LEVEL
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