-Superhuman-
General Information:-Full Name: Psychophixia Asphyxiation
-Nicknames/Aliases/Titles: None that should be repeated outloud.
-Noteable Family: Paraphixia Asphyxiation
-Loyalties: To Himself.
-Actual Age 21
Appearance:-Appearance: Psycho wears a two piece, dark purple suit. Underneath that he has a dark green shirt. On his feet he wears jester-like, brown and orange shoes that curl upwards and have a bell at the tip. He wears white gloves over his hands. The top half of his face is covered by a mask. The mask starts at the nose. It has a teal tip, then covering over the eyes and forehead is a gold plating with white eye holes. And atop of the mask, three tendrils, the colors of green and orange extend out with bells at the tip. Strands of his hair flow from the mask like tenticles. They are red with black tips and go down to his jaw line. There is scarring on his mouth that extends out and two "x"s on each side that show a scar of healing.
-Preferred Wardrobe: Psycho wears a two piece, dark purple suit. Underneath that he has a dark green shirt. On his feet he wears jester-like, brown and orange shoes that curl upwards and have a bell at the tip. He wears white gloves over his hands. The top half of his face is covered by a mask. The mask starts at the nose. It has a teal tip, then covering over the eyes and forehead is a gold plating with white eye holes. And atop of the mask, three tendrils, the colors of green and orange extend out with bells at the tip.
-Height: 5" 11'
-Weight: 160lbs
-Physical Age: 21
Race Specific Information:-Racial Affiliation: Unknown
Character/Player Bio:-Personality: Psycho's personality is ever changing, he can be calm in one moment, in a rage the next, and sexual just a few moments later. Though this may seem like Psycho is crazy, he does this all for his own amusement. About 90% of what Psycho does is not on a serious note. Psycho enjoys to mess with the mind of others. He is always planning everything steps aheahd, be it getting ready for the day, to fighting his opponent in combat, even down to the conversations that he has with another. Though it may not seem like it, Psycho is quite educated when it comes to conversation. Others find it suprising when they actually notice how he speaks and what he says. As it appears to be a huge contradiction to how he dresses and acts. In battle Psycho tends to play with his opponent, never taking the fight seriously. It usually takes Psycho a while to understand that his life would be on the line and that he would have to kill his opponent. Not that he wouldn't care, but it would just take a while for it to sink in. When Psycho does get serious, everything changes. His attacks will be come more brutal and percise and a killing aura will fill the air. Psycho also possess Pre-cog. This isn't something that one is born with, it is what is achived after many years of fighting and training one's body. Pre-cog is the ability to tell what the opponent is going do next with just the tiniest of tell signs, be it a batting of an eye, a drop of sweat, a twitching of a muscle.
-Rank: Council of Living Souls
-History: Psycho had what some would call a normal childhood, but other's would call it disturbing. But Psycho found it amusing now that he looks back at it. His childhood started off normally, but things took a turn for the worse when his Clairvoyance and Clairauidience. Meaning he can now see and hear spirits as if they were a normal thing. Soon Psycho got used to it, but it wasn't until the Hollows started to appear, that really brought the horror into Psycho's life. Psycho's insanity started to push to it's limit as he faced off against the hollows, one after another, slowly developing his power. New power's would develop and old ones would evolve during each fight. Psycho's insanity began to break until he developed a new way of thinking. He started to think crazy in order to stay sane. This helped bring back Psycho's sainity to a normal area. But Psycho enjoyed messing with others so he kept his style of thinking the same and changed his outward appearance.
It was later, in his late teens that Psycho left his home and family to study around the world to train both his body and mind. While on his tour of the world, Psycho met up with other's like him. And with no second thought, he slaughtered them. The metalic smell that filled the air, from the rivers of blood that poured from his opponents brought out a sensation that Psycho had never felt before. This sensation seemed scary at first but soon, Psycho accepted it and began his world wide killing spree. Killing off more than a hundred humans world wide, Psycho enhanced his power with each fight and slowly grew stronger through the years.
Psycho became a renowned killer, worldwide. The mere mention of his name would send people into a panic as he traveled around. Though Psycho didn't just kill anyone, all his kills had somekind of purpose to them. They always involved a superhuman. Be it they were the superhuman, a member of their family, or someone they are close to/dating. Psycho's signature was that the bodies of his victims were all drained of their blood. Not a single drop would remian, as Psycho would take it as his own and infect it with his own Blood. When Psycho would enter a town or city, a black mist would pour over the area. The men of the town would offer their hearts and he tore them apart. The women offered their blood and he left them so parched. It was only a matter of time before the rest of the superhumans would start to retaliate.
It was only 2yrs later, after Psycho became a famous killer, that the other superhumans would start to counter attack his plans. Soon is was Psycho that became the hunted. It was in a small third world town that Psycho met his first attack. Two Superhumans stood before him ready to fight. Psycho thought this was great, as he didn't need to hunt them down. This was a convenience to him as he could easily kill them off with no effort. And that he did. These humans were weak and simply there to gauge Psycho's power. Psycho didn't like this as he now realized that he was the hunted. There was only one thing to do; Have them come to him.
A few weeks passed and Psycho publicly announced his location by creating a massacare and killing off the townspeople in Milan, Italy. Bodies were spread through out the town. The rivers ran red and the smell of rotting corpses filled the air. It was only a few days later that the brigade of Superhumans would arrive to have a showdown with Psycho. In the center of town, Psycho sat on his throne made from the corpses of the townspeople. His Black Blood ran through the streets and soaked the feet of his opponents. The first human to start the attack created a dome of shadow around the area, obviously this was to keep the fight in a contained area. The second human started creating fires along the blood. The humans knew about his ability and the color of blood to watch out for. This didn't matter to Psycho as he stil had a few tricks up his sleeve. Psycho would get up from his throne of corpses and run off into the city. Psycho wasn't dumb enough to take on 20 Superhumans at one time, no. Psycho was going to have fun and mess with their minds.
Deep in the city of Milan, Psycho would draw in his blood from the surrounding area. Three humans appeared before him by a gateway of some sort, possibly a stargate. As that seemed to be one of the human's powers. Though in a few counters and blocks all of their heads were taken off, slowly and one after the other. The Blood sprayed up and rained down upon Psycho. Psycho then mixed his Black Blood in with the others and sent is high into the sky, speading the blood along the dome. Psycho continued killing the minor powered humans until he was down to the last three, The Shadow user, The Firestarter and third who seemed to be the leader of this circus of violence. Now Psycho stood before the trio, covered in his black blood and barely any markings on his body. Psycho pulled the blood off his body and formed it into a Death Scythe.
Psycho's first aim was the Firestarter, as he would prove to be the most bothersome with his power. So Psycho rushed in towards the male firestarter but was suddenly blocked by a rising shadow, made from the female shadow user. This would now prove to be interesting as Psycho would have to stay focused on the match. With this new found intrest in the match, Psycho now got serious. Black liquid started to fall from the sky. This was all the blood that Psycho lined across the shadow dome. The blood poured over eveyone and everything. Psycho moved around the wall and started to bring the focus to himself as he manipulated the blood on everyone into the nearest orfice. Before they could realize what had happend, it was already too late and they have lost. Psycho forced the shadow user and the firestarter to kill themselves with blood weapons that Psycho had made. But Psycho didn't kill the third one, no, Psycho had something more in store for the leader of this assualt.
Psycho would ask the man who he was and why he chose to hunt him down. The man would either answer incorrectly or not answer at all. And with each wrong move the man made, Psycho would put more of the black blood in the surrounding area into the male's body. He would scream in pain as Psycho put a grin on and continue to ask his questions. It took only three hours for the man to reveal everything about the plan and what they planned to do about him. Psycho laughed and took the remaining blood in the area and forced it into the body of the male. The male suffocated on Psycho's blood and soon drowned. When the male fell to the ground, all the blood inside of him flowed out like rapids and Psycho opened up his suit to reveal many empty vials. Psycho then caused the blood to flow inside each vial to the top until they were all filled. Psycho left Milan with nothing but dried up corpses. Psycho then soon left Italy and all of Europe. Psycho headed east, to take a break from the fighting and killing for awhile. The path that Psycho trailed soon came to an end in Karakura Town, Japan. It was there that the high flow of reiatsu, subconciously brought him to the town; Like a weight watcher to a chocolate cake.
-Roleplay Samples:Standing in a large field is the captain of the 7th Division, Zaihandate Maybus. The wind blows, his long blonde hair flows with it. Zai unsheathes his Zanpaku-to and waves it before him. A new being now stands before Zai. A being that appears to be the opposite of Zai. Where Zai had blonde hair, the being had black. Zai gave off a warm glow but the other gave forth to a dark pressence. This new being was Deshwitat, the spirit of Deus Vitae. Deshwitat dresses in a 17th Centery mercenary outfit. "
Time already, Zai? " Desh smirked out. "
Indeed it is, Deshwitat. " Zai replied. Desh waved his hand and the area around them changed. What was once a large field, now resembles a very holy land. "
This is your world. " Deshwitat said. Zai couldn't believe it. There were crystals floating in the air, along with massive chunks of land that resemble small islands. In the center of the area stands a large mansion, surrounded by trees with a large pathway, overlapped by pilars. Deshwitat turned over to Zai. "
Before you get your Bankai, you need to train in three key areas first. First we will work on your physical strength. " Zai smirked and took his stance, with his Zanpaku-to in hand. Desh gave out a soft chuckle and extended out his right hand. Zai's zanpaku-to then flew out of his grip and into Desh's right hand. "
Uh uh uh. " Desh grinned out. "
You won't have a need for an in hand weapon in your Bankai state. " Desh snapped his fingers and 13 men dressed in servants clothing came out of the mansion and made a circle around Zai. "
These men will be your first step of the training. The objective is simple, beat them down and don't die. " As soon as Desh had finished speaking the servants had all taken a stance, surrounding Zai, and were ready to take down Zai. "
Oh and one more thing.... " Desh trailed off a bit. "
Have fun.... " Desh was indeed going to enjoy this session.
Zai took his fighting stance and carfully watched the men surrounding him. Zai made slow circles around to get sight of everyone that surrounded him. On the left of Zai one of the men jumped in towards him. Zai quickly turned over and moved under the oncoming male and stuck out two fingers in his right hand. Zai then shot his two fingers below the man's rib cage, aiming for his liver. Any second now the man should start to vomit. But nothing happens. Zai can hear Desh laughing off in the distance. "
Ha ha.... You really think that it would've been that easy? These men have no internal organs and their bones are as hard as steel. The only way to win is to simply overpower them. " Desh continues to laugh. Zai knew this was going to be a lot harder than he thought before. He knew he could take down one and on a good day, two. But 13 seemed almost impossible. Zai quickly jumped on top of a pillar, away from the group of men. The servants were quick to follow, as they all surrouned the pillar first and then jumped after Zai. As one cam in closer, Zai struck the man in the head with his right foot. Bad move. Zai thought as his attack showed no effect and now his foot hurt. "
Come on Zai. What kind of master are you? You can't even take down these small parts of your mind? I'll give you a hint..... Each one you are facing represents a limit of your body, speed, and reiatsu. And you have 13 all together. 13 limits, 13 opponents. Now that you know this much, this should go a lot smoother. " Zai now had to figure out which limit is the first. Zai watched each man that would come towards him. As Zai would evade each attack, he would keep track of how many times they attacked before. And Zai found out who to attack first, Zai noticed as one always stayed in the back and rarely attacked. He was obviously the weakest one and therefore the first limit Zai had to breakdown. Zai then shunpo'd behind the others and appeared to the side oc the weakest of them all. The man swung a fist towards Zai, but Zai blocked the oncoming fist and wrapped his arm around the man's. Once Zai's arm was securly wrapped around the other man's arm; Zai moved behind him and locked his arm in place. The others quickly came to the aid and tried to strike Zai from all sides, but Zai had already predicted what they would do and placed the limit before thier attacks at the last second. The force of the others striking the man had weakend the skeletal structureand Zai used that moment to come in and deliver the final blow to the limit. The man gave out a yell as he grew a bright white an faded away. Zai could now feel his strength increasing as he a had broken down the first limit. "
1 down. 12 to go. " Zai sighed out. Desh continud to watch in the distance as he gave off a smirk. With his newly obtained strength, Zai went in after the other 12 men in search of the next limit he needed to over come. Zai appeared in the center of the men and quickly gve them all a quick strike to the stomach area. It was there that Zai could feel the weakest one with his attack. Zai then centerd in on the one standing on his 5 o'clock. When Zai struck him, he gave more of a reaction to the blow; meaning that Zai is close to breaking down his next limit. Zai gave the man a quick blow to the gut area with his knee and as the man keeled over, Zai brought down a quick fist to the neck. The man gave out a yell and then grew bright and faded away, like the limit before. Zai now felt stronger than ever as he felt a new strength surge through his body. Zai now felt like he could take down any of these limits with a single blow. And he could. 2 limits gone and 11 to go. Zai gave out a hearty laugh as he resumed strikingthe men around him constantly and breaking down two more limits in the process. Zai let out a roar as he felt a stronger surge of energy course through his body. Zai was about to strike again but Desh stepped in the way. "
That's enough for your strength. Now it is time for your speed. But first we take a moment for you to get adjusted with your new strength. "
Zai fell back and landed on the green gass beneath him. He let out a sigh of relif. An hour passed and Zai was up to 100% and ready to start the next phase of his training. Desh appeared before Zai adn the nine remaining limits behind him. "
Now the second part of your training. You've broken down your limits for strength. Now it is your speed that you need to work on. " In that isntant the limits disappeard from sight and Zai bent over in pain. All nine limits just struck Zai in the stomach at the same time. "
The goal is simple. Beat them like you did before, but this time you need to keep up. " Desh smirked out. "
Well I'll leave you be. " Desh then vanished from sight and reappeared a distance away, onlooking the fight about to begin. Zai got up and looked around for the limits he needed to take down. They were nowhere in sight. Zai let out a grunt as he felt another blow to his gut. The limits were moving to fast for Zai to see. Zai had to figure out a way to hit them, but without seeing them it would prove to be highly difficult. Zai would need to be able to figure our where they would strike next and the proper counter for it. But Zai was a genius, so it wouldn't take long for him to do. Zai closed his eyes and listend to the wind as it blew by him. Zai would then start to feel short gusts of wind that flew by his being. There were three of them. Where were the other six? Was the thought that ran through Zai's mind as he felt a swift kick to his back. Zai couldn't feel the gust of wind that would come after that attack. It seems that the other six were moving at a much faster speed. Zai would focus on the one with the weaker gust of wind, as it would be the slowest of them all. Zai kept track of their movement patterns as it didn't change much from the previous fight. They seemed to attack and then regroup afterwards. Simple to follow and easy for Zai to keep track of.
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