Post by Asagi on Oct 11, 2005 18:33:54 GMT -5
Name:
Ichigo (Ichi - First, Go - Angel, First Angel)
Gender:
Male
Age:
500, looks 16
Race:
Death God Copy
Evil
Time Period:
Sengoku Jidai
Class:
God
Powers:
Ichigo has some insane powers, among them the ability to move fast as lightning and if you combine that with his insane strength and sword skills, you have one hell of a scary combo. Also, he has what the gods call spirit power, and his spirit power is insanely huge and can form sheild around him as well as become energy that he can form into attacks.
Abilities/Techniques:
The ability to learn new things just by closing his eyes and consentrating and wishing for it. Takes up around half of his energy and he needs to rest for 5 hours after it.
Default Abilities:
Ichigo is an immortal, though he can be destroyed by Gods. His wounds heal 50 times faster than a human and he can take direct damage from strong attacks and still fight. If his body gets destroyed, he has the ability to seep into other bodies, and reform it back into his own. Also, he is immune to illness and poison.
Weakness:
Ichigo's weakness is his fear for high level Gods that can destroy him completely.
Weapon:
Zangetsu ~ Ichigo's weapon of choice is a sword that has no guard, nor does it hold the form of a normal katana, it reminds more of a huge butcher knife with bangages around the hilt.
Human Transformation:
N/A
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Family:
N/A
Animal Companion:
N/A
Relationship Status:
Single
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Description
Physical:
Ichigo stands at 174 cm and weighs 80 kg, 80 kg of pure muscle, his body is leanly formed allowing him to move around without the restraint of bulky muscles. His skin is white with a light tan and holds no scar or blemish. Ichigo's hair is a bright shade of orange making him stand out from the usual crowd. It's pretty short and formed in a spiky manner. His eyes are brown and his eyebrows are always furrowed giving him a hell of a mean look. His usual clothing is a white kimono shirt, a black haori and black baggy pants, around his waist he has a white obi and he uses white socks and sandals. Around his chest he has a red band that he attaches his Zangetsu to when he doesn't use it.
Emotional:
Ichigo is a hell of a mean guy, he kills without thinking twice and sends the spirits to heaven, hoping that they'll be reincarnated to be someone strong so he can get a good fight. He holds no mercy for anyone, child, adult, old, they're all the same shit to him, he doesn't care. The only ones he doesn't kill is those who are evil like him. He's constantly searching for good fights and has a bloodlust above all others. He isn't always in a fighting mood though, and can at times slow down to take a break and get good sake to drink. He has a somewhat soft spot for evil children. Also, Ichigo is currently looking for an evil woman to spend his life with.
Background:
Ichigo was made shortly after Death God Byakuya ditched his duty as a God. At first, Ichigo was perfect example of a Death God, doing as he was told, till the cursed day he killed someone, the blood did something to his artificially created soul and he went on a killing spree, traveling all over the world, killing and fighting. He hasn't been in Japan in over 400 years and people has forgotten about him, although he is hunted by true gods, he always manages to escape. Now, at an age of 500 he's back in Japan to continue his merciless and cold hearted killing and to find a woman to share his life with.
Sample RP:
Ichigo sipped sake slowly, sitting on a roof in a quiet village, not quiet as in everyone was sleeping, but silent as in blood stained the walls and ground and everyone was dead. Next to the Death God Copy lay Zangetsu, it's blade stained crimson and the moon light was reflecting off of it, giving the blood a nearly light red appearance.
"Good sake." Ichigo mumbled to himself. "But not quite right." he took Zangetsu and held it over his cup with sake, letting the crimson liquid drip into the sake and mingle with it. He grinned to himself as he put Zangetsu back down and took a sip of his bloody sake. "Much better." he said with a grin, laying back and staring up at the dark night sky.
Ichigo (Ichi - First, Go - Angel, First Angel)
Gender:
Male
Age:
500, looks 16
Race:
Death God Copy
Evil
Time Period:
Sengoku Jidai
Class:
God
Powers:
Ichigo has some insane powers, among them the ability to move fast as lightning and if you combine that with his insane strength and sword skills, you have one hell of a scary combo. Also, he has what the gods call spirit power, and his spirit power is insanely huge and can form sheild around him as well as become energy that he can form into attacks.
Abilities/Techniques:
The ability to learn new things just by closing his eyes and consentrating and wishing for it. Takes up around half of his energy and he needs to rest for 5 hours after it.
Default Abilities:
Ichigo is an immortal, though he can be destroyed by Gods. His wounds heal 50 times faster than a human and he can take direct damage from strong attacks and still fight. If his body gets destroyed, he has the ability to seep into other bodies, and reform it back into his own. Also, he is immune to illness and poison.
Weakness:
Ichigo's weakness is his fear for high level Gods that can destroy him completely.
Weapon:
Zangetsu ~ Ichigo's weapon of choice is a sword that has no guard, nor does it hold the form of a normal katana, it reminds more of a huge butcher knife with bangages around the hilt.
Human Transformation:
N/A
************
Family:
N/A
Animal Companion:
N/A
Relationship Status:
Single
************
Description
Physical:
Ichigo stands at 174 cm and weighs 80 kg, 80 kg of pure muscle, his body is leanly formed allowing him to move around without the restraint of bulky muscles. His skin is white with a light tan and holds no scar or blemish. Ichigo's hair is a bright shade of orange making him stand out from the usual crowd. It's pretty short and formed in a spiky manner. His eyes are brown and his eyebrows are always furrowed giving him a hell of a mean look. His usual clothing is a white kimono shirt, a black haori and black baggy pants, around his waist he has a white obi and he uses white socks and sandals. Around his chest he has a red band that he attaches his Zangetsu to when he doesn't use it.
Emotional:
Ichigo is a hell of a mean guy, he kills without thinking twice and sends the spirits to heaven, hoping that they'll be reincarnated to be someone strong so he can get a good fight. He holds no mercy for anyone, child, adult, old, they're all the same shit to him, he doesn't care. The only ones he doesn't kill is those who are evil like him. He's constantly searching for good fights and has a bloodlust above all others. He isn't always in a fighting mood though, and can at times slow down to take a break and get good sake to drink. He has a somewhat soft spot for evil children. Also, Ichigo is currently looking for an evil woman to spend his life with.
Background:
Ichigo was made shortly after Death God Byakuya ditched his duty as a God. At first, Ichigo was perfect example of a Death God, doing as he was told, till the cursed day he killed someone, the blood did something to his artificially created soul and he went on a killing spree, traveling all over the world, killing and fighting. He hasn't been in Japan in over 400 years and people has forgotten about him, although he is hunted by true gods, he always manages to escape. Now, at an age of 500 he's back in Japan to continue his merciless and cold hearted killing and to find a woman to share his life with.
Sample RP:
Ichigo sipped sake slowly, sitting on a roof in a quiet village, not quiet as in everyone was sleeping, but silent as in blood stained the walls and ground and everyone was dead. Next to the Death God Copy lay Zangetsu, it's blade stained crimson and the moon light was reflecting off of it, giving the blood a nearly light red appearance.
"Good sake." Ichigo mumbled to himself. "But not quite right." he took Zangetsu and held it over his cup with sake, letting the crimson liquid drip into the sake and mingle with it. He grinned to himself as he put Zangetsu back down and took a sip of his bloody sake. "Much better." he said with a grin, laying back and staring up at the dark night sky.
