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RP Style: Paragraph
Roleplay Rating: Mature
Name: Kenetsu Ogaze
Age: 20
Race: Half Saiyan
RP sample: (From Angel's Aguish, a Bleach rp site, can't promise this regularly, but I can mee the quality, and the quantity comes with inspiration)
It was several miles outside of the edge of the regularly populated area of zaraki, which extended many miles from the edge of the wall of the siereitei. He didn't know why he went that far, or how he found this particular clearing. It seemed familiar though he didn't remember ever coming here, but the place was so remote, that he felt it was perfect for his purposes. He brought the broken zanpakutou from behind his back. He kneeled before the far edge, an ancient mark that reminded him of his own weapon smashed in a rock. Strange. He paid it no mind, and instead used it as marker, sticking the hilt end of the zanpakutou into the dirt, and burying the blade, silently uttered a quick prayer, then stood.
"Goodbye friend."
He then turned on his heel, and shunpoed to the other side of the clearing, but he didn't make it. He suddenly lost conciousness and crashed to the center of the clearing. His unconcious body leaving a crater from the sudden stop of his movement. His reiatsu suddenly rose, almost like a signal, telling captains as far as the far side of the seireitei that something was amiss, it wasn't large, so much as it spread out like a wave. And it had changed, it was that of a former seventh division captain, one that had disappeared over six hundred years prior. And one that the captains who had been around then would recognize. Aoi Yamaguchi.
His conciousness was now within his inner world, the inside of a large pagoda, each of the five levels was two stories tall. He was at the top level, staring Okumune in the face, or more accurately, in the eye. That wasn't the only thing that was different, his body wasn't reptilian here, and he looked at the body of the former captain, he had no clue what was going on.
"This is your true body, the body you are now used to is what happened to it. It was mutated and disfigured by an unusual reiatsu."
Kenneth wanted Okumune to say more, but he knew the spirit wouldn't just say it, he had to figure it out, ask the right questions until he understood. He sat down, thinking, and was suddenly on his back within the world, not from pain, but from a few memories, how old he had been six hundred and fifty five years before. He tried to add the age he remembered.
"So, I'm really two thousand and fifty years old?"
"Almost correct. You were in hiding for a hundred and fifty five years."
Kenneth, no, Aoi was in shock, speechless. He smiled as he began to understand. He was probably the most experienced of all the captains in the soul society. And from his memory he could wield that experience to be even better at his job than he was.
"Do not smile, Aoi. The things you have remembered are dangerous, you will know more as you remember more."
He frowned, some more memories were coming back, though nothing he could figure was dangerous, mainly stuff about his life. So he was human, but he would follow the advice of the spirit, and keep it a secret. Okumune rarely warned him about knowing things, but he also knew that Okumune was full of wisdom, and knew the truth, and if it was dangerous, that would explain why he had never told him of his past.
"I understand Okumune."
Okumune bowed, more of a downward tilting but the idea was the same. And Kenneth was sent hurtling backwards. His eyes closed, and then opened, and he was on his back in the center of the clearing. And in some severe pain.
The pulse of reiatsu stopped, though the ripples would still be there, and his reiatsu was now still that of the former captain, even though he still retained the mutated reptilian body that the others had learned to know.
Tail?: Yes
Techniques: Crimson fist: This is an attack that can be used to ways. It can be sent at the enemy at range, in which it forms a fist that expands as it goes further out, and then explodes, or can be used to significantly enhance a physical attack with ki. The attack is formed the same for either use. It starts by concentrating ki energy around the fist and giving it a red hue. The motion is also the same for either use, simply, any punch, but for best speed and accuracy a jab is the best. Upon contact with something other than the user, the ki explodes enough to take out a large building.
Banshee Blast: Concentrating ki into orbs the fingertips of the right hand, which fire as an energy sphere barage, in a general direction, though they don't go parallel, but rather at slight angles, the same as the fingers of an extended hand in a gripping or groping position. Each of the spheres are approximately as strong as a regular ki blast. To perform this, the user leans forward, shouts Banshee Blast, and forms the yellow orbs at the fingertips before firing them off.
Character Apperance:
As in the image except with a saiyan's tail rather than a bushy wolf tail, and no ears. The skin is a light bronze color from years of training outdoors, and the hair is a middle-ground brown color as are his eyes. The tattoos are purely striped bands like that of a tiger, and are black. He normally wears a black, sleeveless gi, with no markings on it, and Jika-tabi, or tabi boots that are also black.
Character Bio: Born to a saiyan mother and human father, he has strangely inherited the traits of a saiyan male, rather than the traits of a completely human male. His father, knowing martial arts and how to manipulate ki trained him thusly, and being that his mother was a saiyan, she would assist in the training, providing good food, and proper equipment. He grew up strong, and wishes to join a world martial arts tournament to make his father proud. His parents, though now over the hill, still train with him and do their best that he learn new techniques, even if they can't teach him directly.
Starting Planet: Earth
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