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Post by Deleted on Jul 17, 2018 3:09:53 GMT
| Kikuchi, Akira
| "Please... don't ever ask me about my mother."
| Gwrach-wen, ryoka, kira || female || bisexual || loyalist || squad 12
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APPEARANCE
Height: 5’6
Weight: 122lbs
Hair: Long, silver-white
Complexion: Pale
Eye Colour: Green
Build: Thin
Clothing: Hooded shihakusho
Voice: link
Languages: English, Japanese, French, Welsh
PERSONALITY
Positives
Knowledgeable
Diligent
Logical
Ambitious
Reserved
Negatives
Arrogant
Obsessive
Stubborn
Envious
Anxious
Likes
Kido
Sword-fighting
Sweets
Studying
Chemistry
Dislikes
Ignorance
Laziness
Loud noises
Disorganization
Her mother
HISTORY
Has your feeble brain become so overwhelmed by inappropriate curiosity? Very well, I shall tell you just once. So listen closely.
I never knew her real name, honestly. Of all her monikers the most common came from folk of the nearby villages who gave her the name 'Gwrach-wen,' which means 'White Witch' in Welsh. The other children called Akira the same thing, for their hair you see? The villagers came often to the hut for medicines and healing, and occasionally for bellyaching. Akira could only ever make out a few words of the exchanges that took place between her mother and the villagers. Many conversations were certainly loud, ending with mother shouting at them in various languages. The subject of the shouting became obvious based on what mother forced her to help with. Mother had great skill in magic and alchemy, medicine too. For the village's sick children she was glad to spend hours tending to them. Potions for the ill, herbs, and spells to water the farms. Usually in exchange for meat, wheat, and reagents. Akira and mother lived among a Welsh speaking tribe in the wastelands far north of the Zaraki district. 'The Frost Mantle' the region was known to the south, for its high peaks and valleys choked with snow for the majority of the year.
The stories in the south about the 'Witch of the Wastes'
eating naughty children; beside her army of
white-haired demon daughters are sadly untrue.
As far back as Akira can remember, Kido and Reiryoku use has been a constant part of her life. Mother was determined, obsessed really, with turning Akira into a 'perfect sorceress.' So strong was her obsession that mother conducted a dangerous procedure on the only days old Akira to 'bring out the gift' in her. While her Reiatsu was strong and her Reiryoku plentiful even as an infant, the procedure left its mark. Akira's hair and skin lacked pigment, sunny days can be dangerous, and she became far more prone to illness than an average person. Akira took to the spells easily, however, and showed precise control of her Reiatsu output at a very early age. All thanks to dear mother.
Mother had kept an extensive collection of tomes on magic and Kido, all lost to the flames now. Gwrach-Wen forced Akira to memorize all their concepts and practice them, would punish her for slight failures. New books every year, new spells and training for the daily regimen. Despite mother's rigorous discipline, a passion for the arcane quickly developed in the young Akira. Akira impatiently awaited new tomes, and applied herself to study and practice diligently. Mother later expanded Akira's education to foreign languages, history, mathematics, and geography. The sorceress of today was taking shape. The sorceress today would be even stronger, had Gwrach-wen continued providing education. When Akira began to idolize Soul Reapers, and admitted to a desire of joining the Gotei, the white bitch was furious. She stored away all the tomes and forbid Akira from reading, stating that she would only learn what mother taught her personally.
I told her about the dreams I was having. The same one every night.
I would be standing in the middle of a plane of snow with a thick blizzard blocking the horizon. After a long wait, a wolf pup, pure white, with a katana in its jaws would happily bound up to me;
and lay the blade at my feet.
After that... what was tough love slowly became neglect
and cruel wroth. She taught me nothing more. I've forgotten
most of what I learned from her.
She vanished from the hut for a week, and when she came back she would not speak to me. Gwrach-wen became recluse in a cellar beneath the hut, and every night an undulating light pulsed from beneath the floor. Reiatsu weighed down hard some nights, other nights it was abnormally hot or cold, some nights silence. For a month her mother did not emerge from the cellar, not even for privy or food.
The wind howled on the night they came, the air was cold enough to breathe frost. They thumped hard on the door of the hut, and Akira fled to her bedroom as mother had always bid her. She watched through a crack in the door, watched for what seemed like an hour. Eventually, the cellar door in the corner flung open and mother climbed out. The knocking started louder as Gwrach-wen stepped out. Mother was dressed in the garb of a Soul Reaper, a black shihakusho and a zanpakuto with a white hilt.
I always suspected she was a Soul Reaper. I asked once, and she snapped at me. Somehow I had always known.
But that did not prepare me for what happened next.
Gwrach-wen came to Akira's door and broke it open with a powerful foot. Akira toppled onto her back, stunned. Before Akira could come to her mother was crouching over her, pinning her down with a knee to her chest. Between her fingers shone a tiny crystal, no larger than a thumb. Speckles of light swirled and cascaded within it, mixing and breaking. The entire universe's secrets was contained within that brilliant sphere, and it wanted you to know. Mother held the crystal above Akira, the crystal felt as though it were reaching to grab her. The crystal blew Reishi from its center like a gale, sending all matter of clutter flying, clothes and hair billowing.
The front door of the hut broke down, and Akira could see five men dressed in white robes, with holes in their chests. White fragments hung from stubble and clean shaven chins, or among short brown hair. Their swords were drawn, and glowing with power. The men vainly opposed the gale, making weak attempts to tackle and capture the White Witch.
The crystal sphere in mother's fingers fell away into a fine dust, swirling in a tight arc into Akira's chest. Fear choked Akira as her chest began to glow blue from within as the crystal seemed to invade her soul. All over her body a sensation of burning took over her every feeling. She squirmed and wriggled in pain on the floor, while her mother tried to hold her. The gale broke in an instant with a shockwave that burst the windows and sent the robed men careening hard into the walls. The burning ceased suddenly, the hut was eerily still.
"You want to leave, right?" Gwrach-wen began to shout at Akira, "worthless scum! Begone from my house!"
Akira was devastated and terrified and confused. Then mother began to choke her, both hands slowly wringing her neck. Akira squirmed and struggled, clawing at mother's arms and face but failing to harm her. As her grip loosened mother said, "Imagine someplace safe and warm and pleasant, desire it in your heart and go! If you don't... I'll kill you." She squeezed again. The robed men had risen and only took an instant to gather their swords and attack. Time seemed to freeze.
I imagined the very spot where... where I had made love for the first time. A pretty brunette from the village. My mother was wroth when she found out. But mother let me keep her, for a sweet short time.
Akira was in the hut, then transported to that place of bliss on the crest of a hill where the forest pines overlooked her hut. There, then in an instant somewhere else. She stood quickly, and turned back to see everything she had ever known burning. The hut had been torched, and was now flying an orange banner of raging flame. The garden, the larder, the mill, all throwing orange and black into the cold night. A flash of light and the bracing pressure of Reiatsu shot from the burning hut, fluttered the flames, then died.
The robed men emerged, and began shouting in Spanish.
I was in my smallclothes. So much had unraveled in an instant,
I just ran. What followed was the most desperate time of my life.
I cried the whole way. The cold bit to the bone traveling in only a sleeping gown. The cold passed with each morning, and came with each sunset. She dared not start a fire. The cold came and went, the hunger was far worse. Her magically attuned body needed constant sustenance that the woods and mountains of the Mantle scarcely provided. Her stomach twisted with a hollow agony that after the first day never left her. When she found a village, she managed to turn her way south. The Mantle stretched for a hundred days, ending with an immense river that formed the border with Rukon.
The city of wandering souls was massive, even bigger than her imagination had built it from descriptions and pictures in books. The city was a wonder to Akira, with its lights and sounds and smells new to her. The massive buildings where hundreds of people lived inside, immense manors and castles, vibrant businesses catering to needs Akira never even knew existed. Engines and electronics, all unique to her. This was only the Zaraki district. She spent a month there, then another month in Kusajishi. Arriving at the city solved her food problem, as many people were willing to trade bread for healing or work. Magic was always useful in the city, it seemed. Akira was robbed, molested and cornered several times. Spells drove most of them off, the ones that could be fought. Kido kept Akira safe and fed in those days.
The first time Akira had ever been branded a Ryoka was in the North district 48. An abandoned manor housed a cabal of the desperate young, ranging from toddlers to near grown adults. Akira was somewhere in the middle of this group, only held together by an uneasy defensive pact. She was the only one there who knew spells, but despite her value, it took opening up to only one person for them all to turn on her. Ryoka, witch, foreigner. Her group immediately treated her like an alien and ostracized her. Word seemed to spread quickly of the Ryoka witch, as no other gangs in the district would take her in. Again Akira was lost, dejected and beaten and her spells only made this problem worse.
I was on my own for two years, begging and taking whatever I could. I owe it to chance that I am so comfortable today.
Spells are my only strength. They lead me to my salvation. From one district to the next, from North, to East and South. She began to blend in some, though the rumors of the White Witch Ryoka followed her everywhere. To bane and benefit, after a time there came those who sought out the White Witch; and those who came to drive her away.
A short conversation with a soul reaper about her dreams later brought Akira to the Seireitei, finally safe at the center. Applying for the Shino Academy was surprisingly easy, as Akira found. Only days later a simple knowledge and aptitude test saw her placed in middle level classes. Luck had brought a soul reaper to her, or some divine trick.
Hard work took Akira through 8 years of schooling and military training. The Shino academy was a rigid place. Akira learned her manners soon enough, and her grades were impeccable. After her first four years, she was placed in advanced classes and started the process of joining the 12th Division. She was most interested in a division where she could not only study magic, but the science of it. Akira resolved to pursue her passion for magic, medicine, and chemistry in the Gotei; and try to make her little section of the universe a better place.
One spell at a time.
I've told you. Happy?
If you tell anyone anything,
I'll flay you alive.
With my mind.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 17, 2018 3:10:16 GMT
| HADO
Name: Hadō #33 Sōkatsui (Blue Fire, Crash Down)
Class: Kido
Tier: III
Type: Offensive
Range: Long (70m)
Incantation: Ye Lord! Mask of flesh and bone, all creation, flutter of wings, ye who bears the name of Man! Truth and temperance, Upon this sinless wall of dreams unleash but slightly the wrath of your claws!
Description: Fires a burst of blue spiritual energy at a target in a similar manner to Shakkahō at x10 Cero Speed, but over a wider area and with more power.
Name: Hadō #4 Byakurai (Pale Lightning)
Class: Kido
Tier: II
Type: Offensive
Range: Medium (30m)
Incantation: Broiling black, fervent heat, be rejected!
Description: The user gathers high-density reiryoku, which they discharge from both hand. Alternatively, they point at their target with their index finger and generate a concentrated bolt of lighting towards them. It's speed is x.1.5 faster than a Bala, unique to it.
| BAKUDO Name: Bakudo #26 Kyokko (Curving Light)
Class: Kido
Type: Supplementary
Tier: III
Range: Self
Incantation:
Description: Hides the target from sight by bending light. This Kidō can completely mask the presence and reiatsu of the target from detection but if any other combat technique is activated, this Kidou is overwhelmed and broken.
Name: Bakudo #4 Hainawa (Crawling Rope) *
Class: Kido
Type: Binding
Tier: II
Range: 15 Meters
Incantation: Unknown
Description: An energy rope entangles a target's arms.
| HEALING Name: Keikatsu (Opening Revival) *
Class: Kido
Tier: II - VI
Type: Healing
Range: <5 Meters
Incantation: Unknown
Description: A simple healing spell used to heal injuries. Costing Reiatsu depending on the wound, this Kidou surrounds the target in a flash of green light, before starting to heal their injuries. Some internal injuries can be healed, while injuries like cuts in the heart cannot. This technique cannot heal poisons and other ailments.
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Description:KIDOU SPECIALISATIONS Eishōhaki (詠唱破棄, "Incantation Abandonment"): is the skill in which a Kidō practitioner skips using a spoken incantation completely, but it drastically weakens the spell. This is applied as a 1-2 tier drop in the spells power depending on ones Kidou mastery, 2 for Beginner up to Advanced, and 1 for Mastered and above. However this also lowers the spells cooldown to match the lowered tier, to a minimum of Tier I.e.g A Tier IV Kidou be cast with Eishohaki as a tier II, its cooldown will also be the same at 0 posts. BATTLE SKILLS Name: Class: Tier: Type: Range: Description:Name: Shunpo (Flash Steps) Class: Stepping Type: Stepping Range: N/A Tier: I Description: A movement technique that allows the user to move extremely quickly over short distances. The focal point that determines the basis of this technique is speed. Therefore what determines the level of skill in a user for Shunpo is best characterized by how fast one can get from A to B in the least amount of steps. Auto-gained for Shinigami at ML.
ITEMS MATERIALSName:Quality: Type: Amount:Description: ITEMSREIATSU FEATURES Akira’s Reiatsu is particulate and cold, feeling like a heavy snowstorm when output is sharpened. In calmer moments her reiatsu takes the feeling of a mist on a cold breeze. Her energy shines white with slight edges of black and grey. Additionally, one will note that her Kido spells will take on colours akin to her Reiatsu. Such as a Sokatsui becoming white-ish instead of blue or Hainawa will be a white-ish colour when cast by Akira. The change in colouration has only an aesthetic effect. ZANPAKUTOU |
SEALED FORM Fuyuken is sealed in the form of a single katana with a white wrap on its hilt and a black circle guard. The sword is kept in a black scabbard, generally strapped to Akira's back.
SPIRIT APPEARANCE linkSPIRIT PERSONALITY PositivesLoyal Spirited Brave Nurturing Wise NegativesStern Cruel Proud Stubborn Wrathful INNER WORLD A long plane of snow is surrounded on all sides by thick forests of frost choked fir trees. In the exact center of the plane stands a single massive stone, rounded and etched with numerous incomprehensible runes. Near the the stone's tip, a hole has been punched through, where the winds of endless blizzards blow soft tunes.
SHIKAI SHIKAI APPEARANCE linkSHIKAI ABILITIES Name: Restoration
Class: Shikai
Tier: II - IV
Type: Healing
Range: Short
Description:
Name: Conjuration
Class: Shikai
Tier: II - IV
Type: Summon
Range: Long
Description:
Name:
Class: Shikai
Tier: II - IV
Type: Offensive
Range: Long
Description:
Name:
Class: Shikai
Tier: II - IV
Type: Defensive
Range: Long
Description:
BANKAI
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MASTERIES ZANPAKUTOU SPIRITAverage
WEAPON SKILLBelow average
HAND-TO-HANDBeginner
REIRYOKU TECHNIQUESabove average
HEALINGaverage
| SOUL RESILIENCEBelow average
REIATSU CONTROLabove average
STEPPINGabove average
KIDOUabove average
ITEM CREATIONaverage
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