-Bounto-
General Information:-Full Name: Areniro, Shojiro
-Nicknames/Aliases/Titles: (Corruption)
-Noteable Family: No
-Loyalties: Soul Society, may go to live in the Human World though
-Actual Age 60 (Died at 15, created 10 years later, training ever since)
Appearance:-Appearance: - Spoiler:
He has a short-cut lavender-colored hair, it tends to be a mess. He stands about 5'7" tall. He usually has a casual, cool-guy slouch, making him look about 5'4" most of the time. He has pale green eyes, and a less-than-tanned complexion. He commonly carries around a bent-up paper clip, on a bracelet.
-Preferred Wardrobe: He dresses very much like a human would. His preferred outfit, is a long-sleeve white shirt, under a purple colored jacket with a little devil design on it. Also, like a modern day teenager, he wears a pair of skinny jeans with a burgundy color to them. He wears a pair of converse as well. He always wears glasses.
-Height: 5'7"
-Weight: 145 lbs
-Physical Age: 15
Race Specific Information:-Serial number: 0178931
-Status: Independent
Character/Player Bio:-Personality: He acts like any usual teenager. Other than the fact that he is usually on his own. He tends to have many talents programmed into his mind so he tend to be a street performer when he needs money. When not in need of money, he is humorous in his many ways. Back in the lab the only thing that made his days worth living were the works of Dane Cook, Jo Coy, Ron White, and other great comedians. He does not discriminate against discrimination either.
He can hold his own in a fist fight, being quite the scrapper when he needs to be. It is said he once KO'ed a guy with an empty milk carton. He is rarely challenged because moderately racist jokes are considered funny even to those joked about nowadays. His firm belief is that racism is severely overrated.
Aside from his funny comedy life, he is a pretty cool guy. He makes light of everything and generally refuses to give a crap about the problems of society. Let the government take care of the government, and when it crashes, he wants to trample over it. He likes to replace rage with laughter, so if he is laughing madly for no reason...run, or get ready.
-Rank: Race Leader (For now)
-History: Life ArcBorn in a normal family, he lived a normal life. He was never 'spiritually aware' or anything. He made his grades the best he could try, which wasn't too good. His parents would always tell him he'd die on the streets if he couldn't get his grades up to par. They hadn't a clue how right they were. Of course, Shojiro never took it to mind, thinking he'd just get along as a rock star or something huge and unexpected.
Sadly one day, he was running errands and was walking home with milk. At the same moment, there was a high speed chase for a burglary about two blocks up the road. Shojiro was crossing the street, and the perp ran a stop light and he ran down Shojiro. He actually lived and was forced into flipping over the perp's car and was promptly killed by a cop's car. He died in the hospital of unsustainable internal bleeding.
Rebirth ArcAll that he could remember after that moment, was a crying mother and a p'ed off father. Soon after he was sent to heaven, or so his family thought. He remained around as a plus soul. The spiritual energy polluting the air was horrible. He'd hide in the alleyways, scared. However, one day, a kind man came to him, and offered him new life. The man could somehow see a spirit and was nice to him, he carried around a sword and dressed rather strangely. But all Shojiro wanted to do was breath air once more.
He graciously accepted the offer and suddenly he went unconscious. He awoke in a strange lab. He was chained to a device somehow and had no escape. So he had no choice but to watch what was on the television. It was almost always a comedy, though his favorite things to watch were stand up comedy.
Finally, one day 10 years later, he was taken from the waiting room. He was faced with an exact replica of himself, on a table. He blacked out once again. When he awoke, the first thing he did was gasp for air. He had never been happier, ever.
Bount ArcThe origins of the idea for what he was was unknown. His particular body was made extremely powerful. And to boot, he could still see spiritual beings. This was bothersome, especially since he was deathly afraid of Hollow at the time. He was forced to fight them in experiment battles, using some simulation called a 'proto-doll' or something. He was supposed to crush some pill thing in his hand and the resulting being was a robotic version of a 'doll' or whatever.
He did as he was told to do and trained using this one, while data was gathered on him. He was always a superior combatant with the 'proto doll', each of the individual models would always listen to his commands and know his thoughts of actions. He was a natural, almost as if he had always been a 'bount'.
Soon he was released from captivity and he was to gain his own, natural doll.
Doll ArcShojiro soon discovered the records of the real bounts. He discovered how they did their summoning of their 'dolls', their ritual. He repeated it through many times in his mind and replayed it again and again. Soon he had to put it into action. He tried the ritual, and of course, like many doll-related activity in his new life, it had succeeded. So he earned his doll, the normal way.
He was considered to be a very powerful bount because the rest of them had to have one manufactured by the shinigami. Shojiro knew that he was above all the others. But he needed more actual power. One day, he broke into a captured hollow holding cell, and forced them to evacuate into the Valley of screams. He then waited for them to multiply.
Training ArcAfter a couple of days he entered the valley of screams to check on the population to find it was overrun with hollows. He figured out the time to time ratio of the two worlds and figured out that an hour in Soul Society was equal to a year in the Valley of Screams. Which meant he could use the hollows there to train himself to become more powerful.
So after a bit of a workout and some stretching. He charged in and began his training. He trained for 30 years at a time in the Valley of Screams, and he would rest a while. He would then charge back in. Eventually the Hollows in the Valley of Screams were extinct. It took him 180 years, which was all of seven and a half days of training in the real world and Soul Society. In that time however, his spirit energy was nearly quadruple what it began as, which was pretty high to begin with.
He took his throne as the Bount leader, though he is really casual now, and he rarely feels the need to train anymore.
-Roleplay Samples:Coryn was the next to arrive. He was surfing on a wild shark's head. He was laughing as it was not in control of its direction, Coryn was water manipulating the wave while the shark was struggling under his feet. He glared down at it like it was in trouble and the shark seemed to settle down a bit. Coryn knew how to treat sea creatures to get what he needed.
As his wave crashed to shore, Coryn pushed off the shark and landed on the beach sealing up his happy little wave of water back into his gourd.
"WOOHOO! BEACH PARTY!" he shouted a little too happy. He wore purple trunks with a blue tribal pattern, his unusually ripped chest exposed to sun. God forbid this image got a tan. He smiled and threw his gourd towards a palm tree, shouting,
"Emo boy, catch!" Thomas sat under the tree for shade, he refused to remove his emo outfit and he didn't look like he was going to anytime soon.
"Yeah yeah Aqua Man, with your almighty powers of the deep," Thomas said with extreme sarcasm in his voice, catching the gourd. Coryn laughed and then said,
"And don't you forget it, lest you'll get a bath, and on this beach, that is a BIIIIG bath." Sighing while walking in just now, Haruken wore a black tank top with red trunks, wearing silver dog tags, like a soldier.
"Alright how do I look?" he asked with a slight depression in his voice. At further examination, one could see that all of his limbs were assembled with slight indents and ball joints where he needed to move at.
"You look like a puppet, as always," Coryn said.
Coryn was the only one satisfied with the party's location. The other two in his party were sad.
"Aww come on guys, lighten up a bit! It's a party!" Coryn demanded jokingly. Thomas scoffed,
"I wanted to go to the one at the silver noon, it isn't scorching hot there." Haruken sighed and declared,
"Ditto."Now they were bumming Coryn out.
"Man, at least I let you guys come," he said with a sigh.
"You mean dragged us along right?" Thomas said.
"Not much difference you know," Coryn replied with a laugh. Coryn was still a little worried. Perhaps the party would be ruined again by that crazy angel, Sephiroth, like the last big party.
