Post by Deleted on May 25, 2015 17:43:21 GMT -6
Character Name: Masayoshi Kasigawa
Race: Shinigami
Position of Character: Captain of 8th Division
Character Loyalties: Gotei 13 and the Seritei
Character Goals: To bring peace and harmony to the Seritei, to assist the Head Captain in any way possible, to put an end to the Hollows and Arrancar.
Character Backstory / History:
Human Life Masayoshi was born just outside of Tokyo, Japan in 1664 A.D. His family owned a smithing yard where Masayoshi’s father Tito would make Katanas, Shuriken, halberd and a variety of blades for the Bakufu Shogun and his men. Masayoshi admired his father greatly for his attributes and honour and although his father worked endlessly as well as traveling they were content. Masayoshi would spend time alone playing as a young boy as he would sneak into his father’s workshop and try to use some of the blades he had made, which mostly ended in him getting punished and strictly disciplined. Although his father was often gone or working in his workshop, Masayoshi had an unbreakable and loving bond with his mother, as he would often help her tend to her garden and help her cook. She took the place as not only his mother but also his friend, smoothing that Masayoshi was short of.
Masayoshi would spend copious amounts of time exploring and adored being outside in the woods playing and would often attempt to carve katanas out of wooden branches and show them to his father.
It wasn’t until Masayoshi’s 13th Birthday that his life took a dramatic turn. His father after years of loyal service had suddenly been forced out of his trade, or so he told his family. Masayoshi’s father in a blind hurry took him and his mother in the middle of the night and left immediately with only the bare essentials and a few katanas. Masayoshi was so young and was so niaive to the truth of his father’s dismissal. So with no prior warning and no goodbyes to anyone he had grown to care about they set off for Shinjuku in the dead of night. His father merely said;"I have a new client son and they demand my presence in the next two days”.
Masayoshi knew his father was honorable and took his word as law but something deep down didn’t quite sit right with him in his heart of hearts. They stopped at a nearby Inn around midnight and spent the evening, with his father unloaded the goods and they settled for the night. By early morning Masayoshi was wide awake and decided he would go and see what the world was like this morning, he crept out and began to walk along a rice field next to the Inn. He was playing happily to himself and listening to the sound of the wind whistle through the trees when he saw two men ride up to the Inn on horseback, both clad in armour and weapons. He believed to himself that they must have a connection to his father and so ran back with all his speed to meet the noble samurai who had come purely to see his father. But shamefully, not for the honourable reasons that Masayoshi believed.
As Masayoshi ran he could feel the heat of the August sun warm his skin and he finally reached the Inn, yet it seemed awfully quite and almost eerie as he approached the main entrance. There was no one to greet him and no sign of anyone else, he began to feel the fear rise up in him, he quietly called to his parents, but there was no answer… He continued to walk the corridor down to the room they had stayed in until he saw dashed of red and signs of a struggle leading to their room. He panicked as he ran his pupils dilated as fear set in and his muscles quaked as he charged in, his breath became shallow as he reached the door to the room he saw blood splattered on the entrance. He heard the voices of three men;
Assailant 1:"You think that you can run away Toto after what you did? You dishonour your name and your family! But worst of all you dishonour me and my family!"
Father: "I meant no offence to you, I did not know she was a relation of yours, else I would not have even began to seduce her!"
Assailant 1: "it is too late for apologies. If you had done honour by yourself, then I would have accepted it and left your family alone. But now, you leave me no alternative. As you took a most precious thing from me, I have taken from you."
Father: "please! You cannot! They had nothing to do with it!"
Assailant 2: "silence! When you chose to push your physical affections on the Shogun’s daughter you proved you have no honour. Now as my master orders, you shall die."
There was muffled noises and the sound of struggling as Masayoshi desperately though how hewanted to beg for his mother’s life, she had done no wrong and couldn’t understand what the men were truly talking about! Without hesitation he burst into the room he saw a sight that he would never wish upon anyone. Masayoshi’s mother had a blade stuck through her chest as she lay, pinned and hanging from the wall, her throat slit and head hanging, eyes wide open in terror. Blood soaked the wall behind her and ran down the wall into a puddle.
Masayoshi’s eyes burned and he felt like his soul had shattered at that moment. He tried to scream as he turned to find his father gagged with a cloth and hands bound as the two men that Masayoshi had seen just a few minutes earlier now held blades to his father’s throat, his father made a muffled scream to run but it was too late. The two men turned to see Masayoshi and charged at him as he tried to turn he was pulled back and down to the floor from his shoulder as a serrated blade plunged into his stomach and tore up into his chest. He spat blood and tried to call out but no noise came, only a gargle as he spat blood onto the floor. He stared cold eyed into the face of the horrifying man, his face was scarred down his right eye and he had short black stubble around a bloodied face and eyes as cold as winter. He wondered to himself who was this monster in front of him? His clothes felt hot and wet as his body screamed in agony. He heard them men laugh as Masayoshi’s last vision was that of his father’s head being severed from his shoulders as blood splattered the walls and windows, Masayoshi could see the sun just set, scattered among his families blood.
Life as A Plus
When he came too he couldn’t feel any pain? Perhaps it was a dream? He looked down to see his body laying there, the blade still stuck in his chest as his eyes lay open and with a look of sheer terror and fear, blood soaked the floor around him and flies had began to set upon his in a flurry;
“Why am I seeing the world like this now? What am I?” He cried to himself as his eyes burned hot with tears as he looked back at the corpse of his mother still pinned to the wall, he scrambled over in a desperate attempt to pull the blade from her chest; his hands merely went through the grip. Repeatedly he tried for hours as he cried and screamed at the top of his lungs to bring her back, to at least take her down so that she would be at peace and not left like some trophy prize. After a while he finally could not take it anymore, as he fell to his knees unable to cry and unable to do anything except accept this new fate. He sat with his head dropped as he now realized the chain fastened to his chest, in his blind grief how he hadn’t taken notice of it until now? He touched the chains as they let out a small clink.
For some hours Masayoshi sat with his knees drawn to his chest, head on his knees and his arms wrapped around himself, as he couldn’t bear dealing with the sight of his mother or his bastard father anymore. Masayoshi peaked up to where his father’s body lay and some four feet from it lay his head but yet he felt no real sorrow for his father as it was his fault for his poor mother’s death and his own! He closed his eyes for the first time and drifted into a sleep, amongst the blood and bodies, unable to believe any of this could be real. He awoke to find people in the room, crying but with the bodies gone at least. Masayoshi was so happy to see someone he jumped to his feet determined to tell someone what had happened; he jumped in front of them, he tried screaming at them and even hitting them but nothing could make them notice him and so he began to accept that this was going to be his fate from here till the end of days. For 10 months the property fell into disrepair and became abandoned as Masayoshi still walked the halls of the Inn, unable to speak to anyone and unable to do anything at all except watch the sands of time pass, that was until the creature came. It was about 4 AM in the morning when Masayoshi finished walking the halls, he felt a presence near him that he couldn’t quite explain as it sent chills down his spine, he turned his head to see a lurking shape behind one of the screens to the rooms. The mass burst through laughing and howling, it stood on two legs, was covered in bone white spines and it’s face was a bone white skull that covered half the creatures face down to its lips;
“Oh look! Something for me to snack on! Get here you little bastard!”
Masayoshi screamed at the top of his lungs and sprinted towards the front entrance hoping he could get out into the woods or at least somewhere safe! He bolted and grabbed at the chain in his chest a sudden jolt of pain began to set in;
“Why was it hurting? Was the creature causing it?” He thought to himself as he ran, tears once more filling his eyes. Suddenly a crash came from behind him and the sound of the creature scream in pain hit his ears, he looked behind to see a man in a black shikakusho wielding a marvelous white Katana. Masayoshi’s eyes were wide in shock and awe and the man sprung into the air with a shout and drove his blade home into the creature and it dissolved in front of his eyes. The man turned to him, with hair as white as snow, gentle blue eyes and a beaming smile he walked over and spoke calmly;
“You have nothing to fear from me, I am a Shinigami from the Soul Society and I’m here to take you home where you can be with other spirits.”The man spoke with such tenderness that Masayoshi broke down and hugged the man as tight as he could; he was able to see him! Finally someone was able to see him but also get him away from this nightmare! ”All I have to do is tap you with my sword and you’ll go there, no problem. It’s called a Konso.”
The Shinigami gave a soft smile as he prepared to depart him, he lifted his sword when Masayoshi finally found his voice; “Wait! Will you be there? I don’t want to be alone anymore… But I’d like to be like you.”
He gave a weak smile as he held back the tears and the Shinigami smiled back at him; “Perhaps one day, you will and we’ll meet again someday i know it.”
With that the Shinigami raised his blade and pressed it lightly to Masayoshi’s head, he felt at peace and so happy for the first time in so long he didn’t know how to express himself so he let himself fall calmly into serenity.
Rukongai - Hanging Dog
When he awoke, he was in a completely new environment. He awoke in a small hut with no windows and not much in the way of comfort except the clothes he wore which was a tattered long sleeve blue shirt and a pair of messy grey trousers. the wind whistled on the outside as he pushed himself up and rubbed his eyes unsure of what was going on. Masayoshi thought back on the Shinigami that had saved him and how he had forgotten to ask for his name! He rubbed his head and saw that the chain was now gone? How odd’ he thought to himself as he stepped outside. He didn’t know where he was or what he was truly doing but the one thing that he knew for sure was that his name was Masayoshi Kasigawa and he was going to become a Shinigami.
Masayoshi left the small hut and wandered into what he later found to be the area of the Rukongai known as hanging dog. The toughest area to grow up in and to survive in all of the Soul Society. He spent many years then trying to work as honestly as he could to get money to pay for his food, or travel into the nearby woods to forage as he despised stealing. Along the way he would try to break up fights and became a form of law enforcement in the area, thought he was still young his heart was big and he wanted to help the others around him. In the process of his rightful doings he would be beaten and was in numerous fights attempting to protect the weak from bullies and gangs which more times then most he came out worse than the intended victim, but he learnt how to pick his fights and how to spot the weaknesses of his opponents. For many years he grew into a strong, athletic young man whom had various rendezvous with rather beautiful women, to which all ended in failure and regardless of how often he would be a gentleman and a nice guy, more times than most it ended with him getting a fist to the face or kick to the gentleman’s region. He soon learnt that his luck was never going to be particularly good but at least it was something.
Unfortunately his luck once again plagued him, as he became a target for trouble again when he was acquainted with a rather beautiful girl to whom he showed some interest, as they sat together and drank sake as they chatted about how things are and how they should be. Masayoshi had a somewhat caring disposition for this girl for her intellect and beauty was nothing short of amazing. He looked at her with such awe; he had no problems in the world until her father came in surrounded by several gang members. As a local crime boss Masayoshi’s advances were not taken well and he was quickly set upon and attacked in the bar. After getting kicked, punched and beaten repeatedly he was dragged back half- conscious and bleeding to an unmarked building and thrown in a dark pit. Masayoshi sat, used to his common misfortune and unrelenting bad luck;
“Well, at least it can’t get much worse!”
He sighed to himself with a small chuckle as he lay in the cold and dark pit. He didn’t get much of a break however as he was soon dragged by several men into an open area lit only by 6 candles in a deep, dark and wet hole which he guessed was most probably a cellar with the men carrying him and the girl’s father standing before him, he pondered the fact he may die here.
"Since you seem to enjoy making advances on my daughter I will grant you a present showing my… Disapproval."With this he pulled forth a burning hot iron, curved in various shapes. He edged closer as Masayoshi tried desperately to break free he had the glowing red iron pushed into the flesh on his chest. ‘The pain… The pain is unbearable.’ He screamed in agony for hours as they persisted laughing at his agony. He lost consciousness and awoke lying in the street as people passed him unwilling to help, until a shadowy figure picked him up and carried him before he once again lost consciousness. When he came too there sat the same white hair, the same blue eyes and the same smile! It was the Shinigami that had saved him all those years ago. Masayoshi couldn’t speak as he was just in too much shock. But the Shinigami got to his feet and sat opposite him;
“You know you really don’t help yourself do you?”
“Well once again I owe you… Yet I still don’t know your name?”
“Strange you should ask that, I don’t believe I know yours?”
“I am Masayoshi Kasigawa, pleased to meet you! What shall I call you?”
“You don’t get to call me anything. Masayoshi, I want you to do something for me alright? I want you to go and join the Spiritual Arts Academy for Shinigami.”
“Wait, you mean I actually get to train to be like you? Why would you tell me this after all these years?”
“Plainly speaking I was drawn to your spiritual energy, much like that Hollow was back when I saved you. You see that creature was called a Hollow, it’s our job as Shinigami to destroy Hollows and since I see your spiritual pressure has somewhat grown a bit since we last met, I’d like you to enroll and just to make sure that you do, when you graduate then I will tell you my name Masa.”
“I… Well… I’ve always dreamed of being like you! Show me where it is!”
In his excitement Masayoshi jumped up and forgot about his burns, he sunk back down wincing at the pain then they both laughed and spoke some more but before long they were healed and the Shinigami told him where to go as he had business to attend too.
“See you when you graduate kid.”
The Academy
And with that he was gone again, like a spectre he disappeared and was gone from sight. Several days later Masayoshi had followed the directions he had received and was starting his time in the Academy. Masayoshi took his time there very seriously and did well in his Hakuda, and Hoho classes but could never get to grips at all with Kido. To this young man it just wasn’t his style and although he excelled in his other classes, he barely made it through Kido. However, Masayoshi’s greatest achievement was in Zanjutsu. He impressed his teachers with the unwillingness to give up and his determination to win, a skill he picked up from his time in hanging dog. He didn’t spend much time making friends or even making attempts at his female classmates. He just wanted to get started as his time as a Shinigami and thank that Shinigami for their hospitality. Masayoshi practiced religiously with his Asauchi and eventually the blade began to change its form, he could feel its grip match his, the blade felt light and graceful in his hand, yet where other classmates had blade guards, his did not? ‘I wonder what that’s about? I mean don’t I need to defend?’ He would ponder this fact for hours at a time when he was sat in the woods meditating under some trees; the wind was soft and comforting as the day was very hot. A bead of sweat fell down his brow and he felt the wind shift. "Stupid wind…" He growled to himself as he felt a presence surround him;
“Who you calling stupid you big meanie?!”
Masayoshi opened his eyes to find him standing on a still pond with a small red haired girl, with foxes ears and a tail standing opposite him, head tilted to one side, a single ear twitched, she scratched it and blinked for a moment before running and pouncing upon him screaming with a massive smile;
“Brother! You made it at last! I hoped if I kept talking you’d hear my voice one day! Yay! Now I get to see my big brother all the time!”
The girl mused as her ears twitched and her tail wagged. “I… Well… What is your name I suppose?” Masayoshi seemed too shocked that he’d made contact with the spirit to come out with anything logical; Brother! How can you say that! Big sister is going to get really mad at you for that! Uhuh.” She bounced up and ran over to the center of the pond, the Lilies bobbed peacefully on the water top. “My name is KikenKaze, and I am your zanpakuto! Isn't it exciting? But you should really meet big sister too, she’s going to be awful mad though…” With this the little girl smiled, tail wagging before she sunk slowly into the pale blue water and within seconds another girl emerged from the same spot. As Masayoshi looked on he couldn’t believe his eyes, the girls looked so similar and both were so beautiful. "Hey dumbass?! What do you think you’re playing at forgetting my god damn name!" This new girl charged in her small dress and thigh high socks and drop kicked Masayoshi only to send him flying into the water before stomped on his head; "You call yourself my master and you didn't even know my name? Are you serious!" This new girl seemed to get pleasure from causing him discomfort. Masayoshi pushed himself up and expressed his sincere apologies for not knowing but he was far too in shock to have known what to say.
The two sat together and spoke for what seemed like days, they acquainted each other with their presence and Masayoshi had to keep averting his eyes when a tiny gust of wind would attack Kikenkaze’s short dress. “You know my name means ‘deadly wind’ right… so who do you think controls the wind?” She gave a devilish grin as she sat back, “I just love seeing you squirm every time I make the wind blow” She let out a mischievous laugh then looked back at him with a menacing look; “ Now listen Masayoshi, I’m your zanpakuto, I hate to lose and I sure hate not being listened too! So stay sharp and we’ll be just fine. I have complete trust in you and I will follow you to the end if needs be, just make sure you are fighting for the right cause and I will give you everything I can.”With this she kisses his cheek and he awakens to a pitch-black night with the stars in the sky. His Asauchi had completely changed into a black straight bladed katana with no guard; he touched his cheek and smiled softly to himself; “Yeah, Kikenkaze, I hear you... Just wait till they see us.”
Masayoshi was quickly recognized as a significant member of squad with his devotion to upholding the hierarchy and discipline within the Seritei, following the commands of Central 46 without question or hesitation. It was not long before he was requested to attend a Captain's trial and here we await the verdict of the Head Captain. After what felt like an eternity Masayoshi was granted to position of Captain given the duties of the division but also due to the nature of his Bankai he is a valuable asset in times of need for the Seritei.
---BIO---
Age:
363
Gender:
Male
Hair Color Purple
Eye Color
Blue
Physical Description:
Masayoshi is a young and good looking young male, adorning his official Shinigami uniform, his purple hair reaches down to his shoulders and is usually tied up in a ponytail, whist his wears his Zanpakuto upon his right hand side as he is left handed. As for facial features, Masa is similar toa doll in complexion as he has no blemishes, a soft smile and deep brown eyes. He also notably wears a white scarf as a sign of adoration towards his Captain. His physique is slender but with definition upon his arms and abdominal muscles. He also bears a small brand upon his chest from his time as a teenager growing up in the District 78.
Personality:
Masayoshi is a gentle but caring young man deep down, however he keeps a tough exterior and walls up mostly due to his life when he first became plus and also as a soul when he was mostly alone and fending for himself. He has almost always got a cheeky smile on his face and will often make comments about topics that most would not. Masayoshi has a rather dark sense of humour that most find a bit odd, for example; He finds the idea of dying when you're already dead laughable which most others certainly don't. His competitive nature brings out some of the worst in him especially when it comes to strategic games and even drinking games. He will go so far as to pass out before quitting on a drinking game. Masayoshi is open about most things except for his past life which in his eyes is nothing more than a nightmare, but he will happily sit for hours and listen to others stories and trade a few of his own, such as how he acquired his rather unique brand.
Masayoshi has a very strong sense of honour and will almost always refuse to steal for his own benefit, be it for food or water he will not take anything without asking, he would much rather make a trade or politely ask for such things. Even though he is not of noble blood he believes very strongly in a nobleman’s code and its resemblance to that of a knight and lives by these immortal words; “A Shinigami is sworn to valor. His heart knows only virtue. His Zanpakuto defends the helpless. His might upholds the weak. His word speaks only truth. His wrath undoes the wicked.”
Masayoshi’s loyalty stems from his time as a plus, when he was attacked by a Hollow but was saved by a nearby Shinigami. As a pledge of loyalty to the Shinigami that saved him, he vowed to one day become a Shinigami himself so that they could fight together. Masayoshi will never back down from a fight if it places his friends lives on the line and will gladly sacrifice himself to protect them. His true allegiance will always be to the 2nd Division. Masayoshi’s code also prevents him from attacking an opponent who is unwilling to fight; He will however give prior warning to an opponent if they have caused a grievance against him, that he will attack and to prepare himself or herself.
---COMBAT---
[Note: There is a new system in place for the site using a set basic measurement of stats.
Fighting Style:
ALL BASE LEVELS WILL BE AS FOLLOWED
Shinigami – Hollow – Low Ranking Quincy and Humans that have recently unlocked Fullbring will get a maximum of 25 points to spend in the follow tiers, maximum at lower rank of 10 per category.
Vice Captain – Arrancar – Midlevel Tier Quincy and Fullbringers who are adept get a bonus 25 points to spend in each category, Maximum of 30 in each category.
Captain – Arrancar Master Class – Quincy Master Class and Fullbringers who are fully adept get an additional 25 points, Maximum of 40 in each category
Zanjutsu [Sword Combat Skill]: 30
Hakuda [Unarmed Combat Skil]: 20
Hoho [Agility]: 25
Kido [Reiatsu Manipulation]: 25
---Shinigami Only---
Zanpakuto Name:
Kikenkaze
Zanpakuto Appearance:
Kikenkaze takes the form of a straight bladed Katana in her sealed form with a black hilt and a small crescent moon guard. The blade itself is 27 inches long from hilt to the tip of the blade and is 1 and a half inches wide. The hilt is 11 and a half inches in length. The sheath is completely black with a single white stripe down the guard, the handle is black with white inter lay.
Shikai Release Phrase:
Whisper, Kikenkaze
Shikai Appearance:
The blade is held horizontally parallel to the ground, the tip of the blade facing to the right. Once this release word is spoken KikenKaze takes her shikai form, her sealed form disintegrates as if being blown away and reforms in masayoshi's hands as dual thin bladed Tonfa Swords. The length of each blade is 26 and a half inches and the handles are 6 and half inches in length and reinforced at the core. The handles and metals are a matte black and very light to hold. The blades themselves are slanted downwards at the tip to accommodate a softer and swifter slicing motion during attacks as well as allowing a greater protective aspect. Further down the blade almost parallel with the hilt are indents and serrated edges, these are optimal and a very gruesome asset as the blade makes contact with the skin it acts much like a shark tooth, ripping and traumatizing the skin making it near impossible to heal without proper medical attention. This gruesome add on is linked with his past life as it resembles the weapon that killed him as it too was a serrated blade that ended his life.
Bankai Release Phrase:
Devour in the shining Moon; Kikenkaze no Kyojin
Bankai Appearance:
Masayoshi gains a pair of metal wolf claws covering his hands as the metal coats his arms and goes over his shoulder-blades. The claws are defined by how sculpted they are to fit his hand perfectly, the design on them is tiny scales which allow the greatest movement and the best defense against attack. Masayoshi himself also has a slight change as his canines become slightly longer, it is a small change but symbolizes the connection he has with his Zanpakuto. The second and much more noticeable part to his Bankai is the Tornado that erupts from his Bankai release as it becomes a 100 foot high Tornado that is completely black with sickly yellow and grey orbs inside that appear like wolves eyes. If she is still for long enough it almost resembles a skull within the tornado with wolves teeth bared. Its facial expression is one of pure fury and expresses Masayoshi's innermost feelings of chaos and pain. It is controlled by the other adult half of Kikenkaze's soul.
---Roleplaying Sample---
Give us a singular paragraph sample of your RP!
There he stood, atop one of the houses in Karakura Town staring down into the streets watching the Humans go about their lives in such ease and unknowing; "How innocent and oblivious they appear to be..." He let the wind blow gently around him embracing the cool wind as he felt it. A hollow, it had been staring at him for some time before looking over his shoulder to look upon the bone white face that was pale lit in the essence of the Moon. "Well look what I found here, a Shinigami! And a Captain no less! You will most certainly help me grow... Delicious." The creature protruded a long shining tongue that slid over its bone white mask. The Captain of the 6th Division narrowed his eyes before turning to face to beast; "You appear to believe that encountering me is awarding you some luck?" He rolled the question with an almost curiosity. Did this creature truly believe that it could face a Captain of the Gotei 13 and survive? Let alone devour one.
Before another word left his lips he had used Shunpo and was in front of the creature with his hand upon his Zanpakuto, with a movement that no Hollow could see he glided past stepping lightly behind the beast as blood shone in the night air with a scream that would send a shudder down anyone's spine. Byakuya did not need to turn around to see the limb of the beast fall, he heard the thud and the scream was evident enough. "ARGHHH! You bastard! You cut off my arm!" It began a sickening cackle as it leaped into the air to be joined by several more Hollows, all of varying sizes but all disgusting. All of them needed removing from this Earth.
"Perhaps you can meet my friends you scum!" The now arm less Hollow screamed. The cackles and laughs appeared to be all around him as he looked up. They moved so slowly it was pitiful to watch; "You don't understand. Scatter, Senbonzakura." He had drawn his blade up parallel to his face as he watched the blade disintegrate into the vibrance of the Cherry Blossoms that now graced the space around him, the 1000 blades danced their deadly waltz as he waved his Zanpakuto handle across his front. The blades exploded in a wave showering the numerous Hollows in a collection of screams and cries they dissapeared. There was nothing left when the blades glided beautifully to his grip once more.
He did not have time to be dealing with such pitiful creatures, and his duty as head of the Kuchiki Clan would not allow those monsters to remain in this world. He had more pressing issues to contend with, he had an impending meeting with the substitute shingami, Ichigo Kurosaki.
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Race: Shinigami
Position of Character: Captain of 8th Division
Character Loyalties: Gotei 13 and the Seritei
Character Goals: To bring peace and harmony to the Seritei, to assist the Head Captain in any way possible, to put an end to the Hollows and Arrancar.
Character Backstory / History:
Human Life Masayoshi was born just outside of Tokyo, Japan in 1664 A.D. His family owned a smithing yard where Masayoshi’s father Tito would make Katanas, Shuriken, halberd and a variety of blades for the Bakufu Shogun and his men. Masayoshi admired his father greatly for his attributes and honour and although his father worked endlessly as well as traveling they were content. Masayoshi would spend time alone playing as a young boy as he would sneak into his father’s workshop and try to use some of the blades he had made, which mostly ended in him getting punished and strictly disciplined. Although his father was often gone or working in his workshop, Masayoshi had an unbreakable and loving bond with his mother, as he would often help her tend to her garden and help her cook. She took the place as not only his mother but also his friend, smoothing that Masayoshi was short of.
Masayoshi would spend copious amounts of time exploring and adored being outside in the woods playing and would often attempt to carve katanas out of wooden branches and show them to his father.
It wasn’t until Masayoshi’s 13th Birthday that his life took a dramatic turn. His father after years of loyal service had suddenly been forced out of his trade, or so he told his family. Masayoshi’s father in a blind hurry took him and his mother in the middle of the night and left immediately with only the bare essentials and a few katanas. Masayoshi was so young and was so niaive to the truth of his father’s dismissal. So with no prior warning and no goodbyes to anyone he had grown to care about they set off for Shinjuku in the dead of night. His father merely said;"I have a new client son and they demand my presence in the next two days”.
Masayoshi knew his father was honorable and took his word as law but something deep down didn’t quite sit right with him in his heart of hearts. They stopped at a nearby Inn around midnight and spent the evening, with his father unloaded the goods and they settled for the night. By early morning Masayoshi was wide awake and decided he would go and see what the world was like this morning, he crept out and began to walk along a rice field next to the Inn. He was playing happily to himself and listening to the sound of the wind whistle through the trees when he saw two men ride up to the Inn on horseback, both clad in armour and weapons. He believed to himself that they must have a connection to his father and so ran back with all his speed to meet the noble samurai who had come purely to see his father. But shamefully, not for the honourable reasons that Masayoshi believed.
As Masayoshi ran he could feel the heat of the August sun warm his skin and he finally reached the Inn, yet it seemed awfully quite and almost eerie as he approached the main entrance. There was no one to greet him and no sign of anyone else, he began to feel the fear rise up in him, he quietly called to his parents, but there was no answer… He continued to walk the corridor down to the room they had stayed in until he saw dashed of red and signs of a struggle leading to their room. He panicked as he ran his pupils dilated as fear set in and his muscles quaked as he charged in, his breath became shallow as he reached the door to the room he saw blood splattered on the entrance. He heard the voices of three men;
Assailant 1:"You think that you can run away Toto after what you did? You dishonour your name and your family! But worst of all you dishonour me and my family!"
Father: "I meant no offence to you, I did not know she was a relation of yours, else I would not have even began to seduce her!"
Assailant 1: "it is too late for apologies. If you had done honour by yourself, then I would have accepted it and left your family alone. But now, you leave me no alternative. As you took a most precious thing from me, I have taken from you."
Father: "please! You cannot! They had nothing to do with it!"
Assailant 2: "silence! When you chose to push your physical affections on the Shogun’s daughter you proved you have no honour. Now as my master orders, you shall die."
There was muffled noises and the sound of struggling as Masayoshi desperately though how hewanted to beg for his mother’s life, she had done no wrong and couldn’t understand what the men were truly talking about! Without hesitation he burst into the room he saw a sight that he would never wish upon anyone. Masayoshi’s mother had a blade stuck through her chest as she lay, pinned and hanging from the wall, her throat slit and head hanging, eyes wide open in terror. Blood soaked the wall behind her and ran down the wall into a puddle.
Masayoshi’s eyes burned and he felt like his soul had shattered at that moment. He tried to scream as he turned to find his father gagged with a cloth and hands bound as the two men that Masayoshi had seen just a few minutes earlier now held blades to his father’s throat, his father made a muffled scream to run but it was too late. The two men turned to see Masayoshi and charged at him as he tried to turn he was pulled back and down to the floor from his shoulder as a serrated blade plunged into his stomach and tore up into his chest. He spat blood and tried to call out but no noise came, only a gargle as he spat blood onto the floor. He stared cold eyed into the face of the horrifying man, his face was scarred down his right eye and he had short black stubble around a bloodied face and eyes as cold as winter. He wondered to himself who was this monster in front of him? His clothes felt hot and wet as his body screamed in agony. He heard them men laugh as Masayoshi’s last vision was that of his father’s head being severed from his shoulders as blood splattered the walls and windows, Masayoshi could see the sun just set, scattered among his families blood.
Life as A Plus
When he came too he couldn’t feel any pain? Perhaps it was a dream? He looked down to see his body laying there, the blade still stuck in his chest as his eyes lay open and with a look of sheer terror and fear, blood soaked the floor around him and flies had began to set upon his in a flurry;
“Why am I seeing the world like this now? What am I?” He cried to himself as his eyes burned hot with tears as he looked back at the corpse of his mother still pinned to the wall, he scrambled over in a desperate attempt to pull the blade from her chest; his hands merely went through the grip. Repeatedly he tried for hours as he cried and screamed at the top of his lungs to bring her back, to at least take her down so that she would be at peace and not left like some trophy prize. After a while he finally could not take it anymore, as he fell to his knees unable to cry and unable to do anything except accept this new fate. He sat with his head dropped as he now realized the chain fastened to his chest, in his blind grief how he hadn’t taken notice of it until now? He touched the chains as they let out a small clink.
For some hours Masayoshi sat with his knees drawn to his chest, head on his knees and his arms wrapped around himself, as he couldn’t bear dealing with the sight of his mother or his bastard father anymore. Masayoshi peaked up to where his father’s body lay and some four feet from it lay his head but yet he felt no real sorrow for his father as it was his fault for his poor mother’s death and his own! He closed his eyes for the first time and drifted into a sleep, amongst the blood and bodies, unable to believe any of this could be real. He awoke to find people in the room, crying but with the bodies gone at least. Masayoshi was so happy to see someone he jumped to his feet determined to tell someone what had happened; he jumped in front of them, he tried screaming at them and even hitting them but nothing could make them notice him and so he began to accept that this was going to be his fate from here till the end of days. For 10 months the property fell into disrepair and became abandoned as Masayoshi still walked the halls of the Inn, unable to speak to anyone and unable to do anything at all except watch the sands of time pass, that was until the creature came. It was about 4 AM in the morning when Masayoshi finished walking the halls, he felt a presence near him that he couldn’t quite explain as it sent chills down his spine, he turned his head to see a lurking shape behind one of the screens to the rooms. The mass burst through laughing and howling, it stood on two legs, was covered in bone white spines and it’s face was a bone white skull that covered half the creatures face down to its lips;
“Oh look! Something for me to snack on! Get here you little bastard!”
Masayoshi screamed at the top of his lungs and sprinted towards the front entrance hoping he could get out into the woods or at least somewhere safe! He bolted and grabbed at the chain in his chest a sudden jolt of pain began to set in;
“Why was it hurting? Was the creature causing it?” He thought to himself as he ran, tears once more filling his eyes. Suddenly a crash came from behind him and the sound of the creature scream in pain hit his ears, he looked behind to see a man in a black shikakusho wielding a marvelous white Katana. Masayoshi’s eyes were wide in shock and awe and the man sprung into the air with a shout and drove his blade home into the creature and it dissolved in front of his eyes. The man turned to him, with hair as white as snow, gentle blue eyes and a beaming smile he walked over and spoke calmly;
“You have nothing to fear from me, I am a Shinigami from the Soul Society and I’m here to take you home where you can be with other spirits.”The man spoke with such tenderness that Masayoshi broke down and hugged the man as tight as he could; he was able to see him! Finally someone was able to see him but also get him away from this nightmare! ”All I have to do is tap you with my sword and you’ll go there, no problem. It’s called a Konso.”
The Shinigami gave a soft smile as he prepared to depart him, he lifted his sword when Masayoshi finally found his voice; “Wait! Will you be there? I don’t want to be alone anymore… But I’d like to be like you.”
He gave a weak smile as he held back the tears and the Shinigami smiled back at him; “Perhaps one day, you will and we’ll meet again someday i know it.”
With that the Shinigami raised his blade and pressed it lightly to Masayoshi’s head, he felt at peace and so happy for the first time in so long he didn’t know how to express himself so he let himself fall calmly into serenity.
Rukongai - Hanging Dog
When he awoke, he was in a completely new environment. He awoke in a small hut with no windows and not much in the way of comfort except the clothes he wore which was a tattered long sleeve blue shirt and a pair of messy grey trousers. the wind whistled on the outside as he pushed himself up and rubbed his eyes unsure of what was going on. Masayoshi thought back on the Shinigami that had saved him and how he had forgotten to ask for his name! He rubbed his head and saw that the chain was now gone? How odd’ he thought to himself as he stepped outside. He didn’t know where he was or what he was truly doing but the one thing that he knew for sure was that his name was Masayoshi Kasigawa and he was going to become a Shinigami.
Masayoshi left the small hut and wandered into what he later found to be the area of the Rukongai known as hanging dog. The toughest area to grow up in and to survive in all of the Soul Society. He spent many years then trying to work as honestly as he could to get money to pay for his food, or travel into the nearby woods to forage as he despised stealing. Along the way he would try to break up fights and became a form of law enforcement in the area, thought he was still young his heart was big and he wanted to help the others around him. In the process of his rightful doings he would be beaten and was in numerous fights attempting to protect the weak from bullies and gangs which more times then most he came out worse than the intended victim, but he learnt how to pick his fights and how to spot the weaknesses of his opponents. For many years he grew into a strong, athletic young man whom had various rendezvous with rather beautiful women, to which all ended in failure and regardless of how often he would be a gentleman and a nice guy, more times than most it ended with him getting a fist to the face or kick to the gentleman’s region. He soon learnt that his luck was never going to be particularly good but at least it was something.
Unfortunately his luck once again plagued him, as he became a target for trouble again when he was acquainted with a rather beautiful girl to whom he showed some interest, as they sat together and drank sake as they chatted about how things are and how they should be. Masayoshi had a somewhat caring disposition for this girl for her intellect and beauty was nothing short of amazing. He looked at her with such awe; he had no problems in the world until her father came in surrounded by several gang members. As a local crime boss Masayoshi’s advances were not taken well and he was quickly set upon and attacked in the bar. After getting kicked, punched and beaten repeatedly he was dragged back half- conscious and bleeding to an unmarked building and thrown in a dark pit. Masayoshi sat, used to his common misfortune and unrelenting bad luck;
“Well, at least it can’t get much worse!”
He sighed to himself with a small chuckle as he lay in the cold and dark pit. He didn’t get much of a break however as he was soon dragged by several men into an open area lit only by 6 candles in a deep, dark and wet hole which he guessed was most probably a cellar with the men carrying him and the girl’s father standing before him, he pondered the fact he may die here.
"Since you seem to enjoy making advances on my daughter I will grant you a present showing my… Disapproval."With this he pulled forth a burning hot iron, curved in various shapes. He edged closer as Masayoshi tried desperately to break free he had the glowing red iron pushed into the flesh on his chest. ‘The pain… The pain is unbearable.’ He screamed in agony for hours as they persisted laughing at his agony. He lost consciousness and awoke lying in the street as people passed him unwilling to help, until a shadowy figure picked him up and carried him before he once again lost consciousness. When he came too there sat the same white hair, the same blue eyes and the same smile! It was the Shinigami that had saved him all those years ago. Masayoshi couldn’t speak as he was just in too much shock. But the Shinigami got to his feet and sat opposite him;
“You know you really don’t help yourself do you?”
“Well once again I owe you… Yet I still don’t know your name?”
“Strange you should ask that, I don’t believe I know yours?”
“I am Masayoshi Kasigawa, pleased to meet you! What shall I call you?”
“You don’t get to call me anything. Masayoshi, I want you to do something for me alright? I want you to go and join the Spiritual Arts Academy for Shinigami.”
“Wait, you mean I actually get to train to be like you? Why would you tell me this after all these years?”
“Plainly speaking I was drawn to your spiritual energy, much like that Hollow was back when I saved you. You see that creature was called a Hollow, it’s our job as Shinigami to destroy Hollows and since I see your spiritual pressure has somewhat grown a bit since we last met, I’d like you to enroll and just to make sure that you do, when you graduate then I will tell you my name Masa.”
“I… Well… I’ve always dreamed of being like you! Show me where it is!”
In his excitement Masayoshi jumped up and forgot about his burns, he sunk back down wincing at the pain then they both laughed and spoke some more but before long they were healed and the Shinigami told him where to go as he had business to attend too.
“See you when you graduate kid.”
The Academy
And with that he was gone again, like a spectre he disappeared and was gone from sight. Several days later Masayoshi had followed the directions he had received and was starting his time in the Academy. Masayoshi took his time there very seriously and did well in his Hakuda, and Hoho classes but could never get to grips at all with Kido. To this young man it just wasn’t his style and although he excelled in his other classes, he barely made it through Kido. However, Masayoshi’s greatest achievement was in Zanjutsu. He impressed his teachers with the unwillingness to give up and his determination to win, a skill he picked up from his time in hanging dog. He didn’t spend much time making friends or even making attempts at his female classmates. He just wanted to get started as his time as a Shinigami and thank that Shinigami for their hospitality. Masayoshi practiced religiously with his Asauchi and eventually the blade began to change its form, he could feel its grip match his, the blade felt light and graceful in his hand, yet where other classmates had blade guards, his did not? ‘I wonder what that’s about? I mean don’t I need to defend?’ He would ponder this fact for hours at a time when he was sat in the woods meditating under some trees; the wind was soft and comforting as the day was very hot. A bead of sweat fell down his brow and he felt the wind shift. "Stupid wind…" He growled to himself as he felt a presence surround him;
“Who you calling stupid you big meanie?!”
Masayoshi opened his eyes to find him standing on a still pond with a small red haired girl, with foxes ears and a tail standing opposite him, head tilted to one side, a single ear twitched, she scratched it and blinked for a moment before running and pouncing upon him screaming with a massive smile;
“Brother! You made it at last! I hoped if I kept talking you’d hear my voice one day! Yay! Now I get to see my big brother all the time!”
The girl mused as her ears twitched and her tail wagged. “I… Well… What is your name I suppose?” Masayoshi seemed too shocked that he’d made contact with the spirit to come out with anything logical; Brother! How can you say that! Big sister is going to get really mad at you for that! Uhuh.” She bounced up and ran over to the center of the pond, the Lilies bobbed peacefully on the water top. “My name is KikenKaze, and I am your zanpakuto! Isn't it exciting? But you should really meet big sister too, she’s going to be awful mad though…” With this the little girl smiled, tail wagging before she sunk slowly into the pale blue water and within seconds another girl emerged from the same spot. As Masayoshi looked on he couldn’t believe his eyes, the girls looked so similar and both were so beautiful. "Hey dumbass?! What do you think you’re playing at forgetting my god damn name!" This new girl charged in her small dress and thigh high socks and drop kicked Masayoshi only to send him flying into the water before stomped on his head; "You call yourself my master and you didn't even know my name? Are you serious!" This new girl seemed to get pleasure from causing him discomfort. Masayoshi pushed himself up and expressed his sincere apologies for not knowing but he was far too in shock to have known what to say.
The two sat together and spoke for what seemed like days, they acquainted each other with their presence and Masayoshi had to keep averting his eyes when a tiny gust of wind would attack Kikenkaze’s short dress. “You know my name means ‘deadly wind’ right… so who do you think controls the wind?” She gave a devilish grin as she sat back, “I just love seeing you squirm every time I make the wind blow” She let out a mischievous laugh then looked back at him with a menacing look; “ Now listen Masayoshi, I’m your zanpakuto, I hate to lose and I sure hate not being listened too! So stay sharp and we’ll be just fine. I have complete trust in you and I will follow you to the end if needs be, just make sure you are fighting for the right cause and I will give you everything I can.”With this she kisses his cheek and he awakens to a pitch-black night with the stars in the sky. His Asauchi had completely changed into a black straight bladed katana with no guard; he touched his cheek and smiled softly to himself; “Yeah, Kikenkaze, I hear you... Just wait till they see us.”
Masayoshi was quickly recognized as a significant member of squad with his devotion to upholding the hierarchy and discipline within the Seritei, following the commands of Central 46 without question or hesitation. It was not long before he was requested to attend a Captain's trial and here we await the verdict of the Head Captain. After what felt like an eternity Masayoshi was granted to position of Captain given the duties of the division but also due to the nature of his Bankai he is a valuable asset in times of need for the Seritei.
---BIO---
Age:
363
Gender:
Male
Hair Color Purple
Eye Color
Blue
Physical Description:
Masayoshi is a young and good looking young male, adorning his official Shinigami uniform, his purple hair reaches down to his shoulders and is usually tied up in a ponytail, whist his wears his Zanpakuto upon his right hand side as he is left handed. As for facial features, Masa is similar toa doll in complexion as he has no blemishes, a soft smile and deep brown eyes. He also notably wears a white scarf as a sign of adoration towards his Captain. His physique is slender but with definition upon his arms and abdominal muscles. He also bears a small brand upon his chest from his time as a teenager growing up in the District 78.
Personality:
Masayoshi is a gentle but caring young man deep down, however he keeps a tough exterior and walls up mostly due to his life when he first became plus and also as a soul when he was mostly alone and fending for himself. He has almost always got a cheeky smile on his face and will often make comments about topics that most would not. Masayoshi has a rather dark sense of humour that most find a bit odd, for example; He finds the idea of dying when you're already dead laughable which most others certainly don't. His competitive nature brings out some of the worst in him especially when it comes to strategic games and even drinking games. He will go so far as to pass out before quitting on a drinking game. Masayoshi is open about most things except for his past life which in his eyes is nothing more than a nightmare, but he will happily sit for hours and listen to others stories and trade a few of his own, such as how he acquired his rather unique brand.
Masayoshi has a very strong sense of honour and will almost always refuse to steal for his own benefit, be it for food or water he will not take anything without asking, he would much rather make a trade or politely ask for such things. Even though he is not of noble blood he believes very strongly in a nobleman’s code and its resemblance to that of a knight and lives by these immortal words; “A Shinigami is sworn to valor. His heart knows only virtue. His Zanpakuto defends the helpless. His might upholds the weak. His word speaks only truth. His wrath undoes the wicked.”
Masayoshi’s loyalty stems from his time as a plus, when he was attacked by a Hollow but was saved by a nearby Shinigami. As a pledge of loyalty to the Shinigami that saved him, he vowed to one day become a Shinigami himself so that they could fight together. Masayoshi will never back down from a fight if it places his friends lives on the line and will gladly sacrifice himself to protect them. His true allegiance will always be to the 2nd Division. Masayoshi’s code also prevents him from attacking an opponent who is unwilling to fight; He will however give prior warning to an opponent if they have caused a grievance against him, that he will attack and to prepare himself or herself.
---COMBAT---
[Note: There is a new system in place for the site using a set basic measurement of stats.
Fighting Style:
ALL BASE LEVELS WILL BE AS FOLLOWED
Shinigami – Hollow – Low Ranking Quincy and Humans that have recently unlocked Fullbring will get a maximum of 25 points to spend in the follow tiers, maximum at lower rank of 10 per category.
Vice Captain – Arrancar – Midlevel Tier Quincy and Fullbringers who are adept get a bonus 25 points to spend in each category, Maximum of 30 in each category.
Captain – Arrancar Master Class – Quincy Master Class and Fullbringers who are fully adept get an additional 25 points, Maximum of 40 in each category
Zanjutsu [Sword Combat Skill]: 30
Hakuda [Unarmed Combat Skil]: 20
Hoho [Agility]: 25
Kido [Reiatsu Manipulation]: 25
---Shinigami Only---
Zanpakuto Name:
Kikenkaze
Zanpakuto Appearance:
Kikenkaze takes the form of a straight bladed Katana in her sealed form with a black hilt and a small crescent moon guard. The blade itself is 27 inches long from hilt to the tip of the blade and is 1 and a half inches wide. The hilt is 11 and a half inches in length. The sheath is completely black with a single white stripe down the guard, the handle is black with white inter lay.
Shikai Release Phrase:
Whisper, Kikenkaze
Shikai Appearance:
The blade is held horizontally parallel to the ground, the tip of the blade facing to the right. Once this release word is spoken KikenKaze takes her shikai form, her sealed form disintegrates as if being blown away and reforms in masayoshi's hands as dual thin bladed Tonfa Swords. The length of each blade is 26 and a half inches and the handles are 6 and half inches in length and reinforced at the core. The handles and metals are a matte black and very light to hold. The blades themselves are slanted downwards at the tip to accommodate a softer and swifter slicing motion during attacks as well as allowing a greater protective aspect. Further down the blade almost parallel with the hilt are indents and serrated edges, these are optimal and a very gruesome asset as the blade makes contact with the skin it acts much like a shark tooth, ripping and traumatizing the skin making it near impossible to heal without proper medical attention. This gruesome add on is linked with his past life as it resembles the weapon that killed him as it too was a serrated blade that ended his life.
Bankai Release Phrase:
Devour in the shining Moon; Kikenkaze no Kyojin
Bankai Appearance:
Masayoshi gains a pair of metal wolf claws covering his hands as the metal coats his arms and goes over his shoulder-blades. The claws are defined by how sculpted they are to fit his hand perfectly, the design on them is tiny scales which allow the greatest movement and the best defense against attack. Masayoshi himself also has a slight change as his canines become slightly longer, it is a small change but symbolizes the connection he has with his Zanpakuto. The second and much more noticeable part to his Bankai is the Tornado that erupts from his Bankai release as it becomes a 100 foot high Tornado that is completely black with sickly yellow and grey orbs inside that appear like wolves eyes. If she is still for long enough it almost resembles a skull within the tornado with wolves teeth bared. Its facial expression is one of pure fury and expresses Masayoshi's innermost feelings of chaos and pain. It is controlled by the other adult half of Kikenkaze's soul.
---Roleplaying Sample---
Give us a singular paragraph sample of your RP!
There he stood, atop one of the houses in Karakura Town staring down into the streets watching the Humans go about their lives in such ease and unknowing; "How innocent and oblivious they appear to be..." He let the wind blow gently around him embracing the cool wind as he felt it. A hollow, it had been staring at him for some time before looking over his shoulder to look upon the bone white face that was pale lit in the essence of the Moon. "Well look what I found here, a Shinigami! And a Captain no less! You will most certainly help me grow... Delicious." The creature protruded a long shining tongue that slid over its bone white mask. The Captain of the 6th Division narrowed his eyes before turning to face to beast; "You appear to believe that encountering me is awarding you some luck?" He rolled the question with an almost curiosity. Did this creature truly believe that it could face a Captain of the Gotei 13 and survive? Let alone devour one.
Before another word left his lips he had used Shunpo and was in front of the creature with his hand upon his Zanpakuto, with a movement that no Hollow could see he glided past stepping lightly behind the beast as blood shone in the night air with a scream that would send a shudder down anyone's spine. Byakuya did not need to turn around to see the limb of the beast fall, he heard the thud and the scream was evident enough. "ARGHHH! You bastard! You cut off my arm!" It began a sickening cackle as it leaped into the air to be joined by several more Hollows, all of varying sizes but all disgusting. All of them needed removing from this Earth.
"Perhaps you can meet my friends you scum!" The now arm less Hollow screamed. The cackles and laughs appeared to be all around him as he looked up. They moved so slowly it was pitiful to watch; "You don't understand. Scatter, Senbonzakura." He had drawn his blade up parallel to his face as he watched the blade disintegrate into the vibrance of the Cherry Blossoms that now graced the space around him, the 1000 blades danced their deadly waltz as he waved his Zanpakuto handle across his front. The blades exploded in a wave showering the numerous Hollows in a collection of screams and cries they dissapeared. There was nothing left when the blades glided beautifully to his grip once more.
He did not have time to be dealing with such pitiful creatures, and his duty as head of the Kuchiki Clan would not allow those monsters to remain in this world. He had more pressing issues to contend with, he had an impending meeting with the substitute shingami, Ichigo Kurosaki.
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