-Vaizard-
General Information:-Full Name: Kuroden Fuijuken Bushinji
-Nicknames/Aliases/Titles: The Dark Angel, The Black Flash, Demon of the West
-Noteable Family: none as of yet
-Loyalties: To whomever he deems worthy Vaizard or otherwise
-Actual Age 175 human years
-Mask Empowerments-: Extreme Endurance, Extreme Speed, Extreme Power, Garganta, Regeneration, (Allows for minor wounds to be healed in two posts of infliction and major wounds (gashes into muscle or nearly severed) to be healed within four. Deep wounds that avoid vital areas as in organs take four posts to fully heal. Vital wounds take five or if near kill shots six posts to heal. After a full twelve posts limbs can be regenerated. Full limb regeneration is not available until extra mask time is purchased.) and Cero
Appearance:-Appearance: Kuroden has long silver hair that if not held in a ponytail falls below his broad shoulders. His body is incredibly well built being tall lean and muscular. The first thing that is noticed about Kuroden is his eyes. they constantly change colors, but are usually a swirling silver purple color. The scar across his face came from the day he left Soul society for Earth. His captain found out that he was going to take his position and struck him down in anger leaving Kuro for dead. From there his inner hollow tried to take over. Kuroden's clothing choice is a spin off from the original shinigami style. He wears the traditional top open and has on a new black set of samurai bottoms with traditional tabi on his feet. The visible upper body of Kuro has several scars all from his battle with his captain. Kuro hides most of them by wearing bandages around his abdomin at all times. Even through the bandages his six pack abs can be seen. Kuro always wears his zanpakuto and an additional katana above it incise he needs to switch his fighting styles.
-Preferred Wardrobe: Kuroden's clothing choice is a spin off from the original shinigami style. He wears the traditional top open and has on a new black set of samurai bottoms with traditional tabi on his feet. The visible upper body of Kuro has several scars all from his battle with his captain. Kuro hides most of them by wearing bandages around his abdomin at all times. Even through the bandages his six pack abs can be seen. Kuro always wears his zanpakuto and an additional katana above it incise he needs to switch his fighting styles.
-Height: 6'8
-Weight: 175lbs
-Physical Age: 18
Race Specific Information:-Former Squad: 13 lieutenant soon to be captain of 5
-Gigai Description: Kuroden's gigai matched his body perfectly to the tee. The only thing different is that his gigai has one scratch that no one but him knows about
Character/Player Bio:-Personality: Kuro is quite and reserved mostly conversing only with his zanpakuto. He has a kind heart and a strong sense of justice. He has few hates and cares about all people offering the benefit of the doubt to almost everyone. His only true downfall is the fact that he never really draws his zanpakuto. It is not that he is self centered to the point where he thinks he is too strong to do it, but that he wants to avoid killing anyone accidentally. His fear of striking without intent is foolish because of his excellent accuracy, but it is in his nature to over think and be extra cautious. Another quirk of his is people that choose to be ignorant and abrasive. The one thing he can not stand is a liar. The only person that has ever lied to him was Eacret. Kuro can forgive a woman for nearly anything , but if the lie threatens someone he loves it is unforgivable.
-Rank: Ex Captain level
-History: Human Life ---
Kuroden Fuijuken Bushinji was born April 16, 1815 to the noble Bushinji house of Fuji. His parents, both shoguns of that era, raised him as a true man. At age three Kuroden was first introduced to the way of the blade. His training started at teh second he touched a sword. His father Kaiden-Taicho, the head of the Fuji army began training him. Kuroden held his first sword in his right hand and raised it into the air. Kaiden then struck the blade out of his hand and made him continue blocking. For a full thirty two hours Kuroden at age three stood there taking blow after blow from his father's blade.
As his father sheathed his blade Kuroden fell to his knees. He could have caught himself on his hands but the bottoms of them were so chafe that there was no skin left to them. Kuroden's hands were both broken to the point where he could not let go of it. His face went blank as he passed out there.
After three days Kuroden was finally awakening to the sounds of both of his parent's voices and his mother's hand caressing his cheek. "Kaiden you pompous ass. He is still just a baby and you do this to him?!" Kuro could hear his father sigh and teh deep compassion in his mother's voice. " Sakura he is stronger now than i was ten years ago. I could not complete this training until my mid twenties. Now let me continue training my son. He is the strongest of the Bushinji line since Tsunkai and Tenkai." Now it was his father showing great emotion.
Kuro believed anything his father said and knew that it was true. Tsunkai was the son of Tenkai and they both had died gloriously in battle as shoguns. He was honoured to be mentioned with them. Kuroden sat up slowly relying on his elbows. he was unsure on the condition of his hands and did not want to over do it. His elbow slipped from under him and he landed on his hand. There was no pain and Kuroden quickly unwrapped the bandages and saw that his hands were perfectly healed. he was years ahead of his schooling which was done by his mother so by age eight he was as smart as any grown man in Japan including his father.
For the next twelve years Kuroden trained with his father tirelessly. By age fifteen he had earned the position as general of his army. At the age of twenty it was announced that Kuroden would become the new shogun of all of conquered Japan. The only problem was that they had one last battle to attend. The army that they were to face were said to use Oni or demons of the realm. Kuroden gathered his father's army and took off for the fight.
As they arrived Kuro was astonished by what he saw. There were armed beast were standing there howling to the moon above them. Kuroden stood next to his father and they drove into battle. It seemed that he was the only one who could see the beasts. They were driving the enemy back but the last living beast that had devoured the rest drove forward. It Grabbed Kuroden's father by the throat. Kuro jumped into the air and stabbed the beast as it squished his father's head Kuroden snapped. He cut the beast in half as he was impaled deeply. Kuroden coughed up blood and the essence of the beast floated into his body as he faded away into nothingness.
Rukongai Life ---
Kuroden awoke from a long sleep inside of a house full of people. He grabbed this Katana he knew somehow belonged to him and walked outside. There stood three men harassing a young girl. Kuroden immediately caught one's fist before he could strike the young woman. Kuroden grabbed his other arm and threw him into the air by it.
As he did that men kept coming out of the woodworks. As Kuroden's count continued he stopped at one hundred and took a deep breath as they all armed themselves. He unsheathed his katana and put the girl on his left arm.
Kuroden ran for the first group of men in the large circle. The one closest to the front took a single swing at Kuroden. He threw his blade up to block and threw the blade off and sheathed his own. He jumped up keeping his momentum and landed on a roof. He sat the girl down and once again jumped into the fray of men.
As the dust settled Kuroden was the last man standing after three days straight of fighting with wave after wave of men joining. As he stood a single man cam from the tavern house he woke up in. " Thank you....Demon of the West." Kuroden sighed and walked away. He truly hated being given titles and such.
For teh next few years he was living life wandering through Rukongai. Every willing man challenged him and every willing man was defeated until one man came. He stood taller than Kuroden who was over six feet tall. The man immediately challenged the so called Demon of the West. Kuroden accepted the challenge and fought his usual style even though he was warned against it. He was utterly defeated and when he awoke Katana in hand he was at the shinigami Academy door. He decided that it was time to better himself yet again.
Shinigami Life --- At the first chance he got he joined the Shinigami academy. Within ten years Kuroden was graduated making him one of the youngest and strongest shinigami around. He quickly gained rank in the thirteenth division and made lieutenant. He was given the position after only thirty five years as a shinigami because of his brute force and and proficiency with kido. Kuro had declined several propositions of him joining the kido corps because of his loyalty to his captain who became his mentor and father figure.
For the next hundred and twenty five years Kuroden made a name for himself in Seireitei. He was even offered a position as a captain, but still chose to remain by his captain's side in squad 13. Out of everyone that he came across and met he only made three friends. The first had been with him since his arrival in Soul Society. His zanpakuto, Akumu, was always there for him and stood by his side at all times. He even materialized on occasion to guide Kuro in times of hardship. The second person was of course his captain. the man guided Kuroden from the time he joined the division until the time of his defection. The third person was a fellow shinigami named Eacret.
Eacret and his captain were the only two people Kuroden trusted to go on missions with him. They both set him up for teh captain's proficiency exam which he passed and was preparing for his coronation. After the discovery of his inner hollow Kuro immediately told his captain not wanting any part of it. That was a fatal mistake that he would pay for. Kuroden fought his captain trying to just defend the entire battle. He was stricken several times in the torso, but continued to stay strong and block trying to talk to the man. His captain would not listen to him and released his sword. this would be the worst thing he could to Kuroden because he knew once his captain released his sword he felt a true hatred for something. Kuroden stood there shocked at the revelation of the man's hatred and took the final attack not wanting to be alive anymore. He believed that if his captain thought he deserved death then he did making him hate every thing having to do with the inner hollow and vaizards in general. His captain struck him twice across the face with his flaming zanpakuto and left him on the ground to bleed to death and die. In his weakened state Kuroden's inner hollow tried to take control. Inside his inner world Kuroden's zanpakuto fought and tried to get the man to fight for his life to no avail.
(Break into Shikai, Hollowfication, and Inner hollow Story)
Kuroden sat there upon his hands and knees before his inner hollow. "Ohh it is time for you and i to dance once again little boy. You killed me all those years ago so it is time for some payback." Kuroden had no will to live. Zai's, his inner hollow, hand was raised and sent to his face with amazing force. Before the punch could connect Kuro's zanpakuto was materialized and he caught the hand.
Akumu looked at Kuroden and shook his head. "You let him control our body? To attack your comrades?" Akumu scoffed and punched Zai in his stomach sending him flying backwards. the dark blue armor glistened in the light. he raised his blade and dashed for Zai. Zai smiled and took a stab to the chest and smiled at Akumu.
"Dumbass i can take a hit fairly well you know." A silver red reitsu surrounded Zai and the wound healed around the sword. He smiled as his black hair came undone. It fluttered wildly in the wind and all of the reitsu formed into Zai's hand. "Goodbye, Akumu."
Zai raised his hand to Akumu's face. Akumu tried to push him away, but failed as a beautiful silver Cero tore through Akumu's head sending his helmet off into the air. Akumu's armored body went limp. Zai smiled and began charging another. All this time Kuroden could not hear the name being said. He saw something in the back of his mind. It was hazy.
It was Eacret fighting with Kuroden's body. He was almost a full on hollow with a zanpakuto. Kuroden was firing Cero's left and right. The silver lights leaving several light blue streaks in the sky. Eacret was loosing the battle, yet still fighting valiantly. Kuroden gripped his zanpakuto and saw the limp body of armor on the ground before him.
All of the things this beast, this oni, this hollow was causing forced him to snap. Kuroden picked up his zanpakuto and dashed forward. He tried to slice Zai in half, but missed. Zai laughed aloud and spoke. "You are truly a piece of shit if you believe that you can kill me with hits like that you twit." Zai kicked Akumu's body at Kuroden. Kuro caught it in his arms and held it there. He whispered, Akumu.
The body shifted into a large blade with several jagged ridges meant for ripping and slashing. At the end of the blade past the guard there was a large purple eye. It looked and rotated around and around. Kuroden stood and looked at Zai. "I promise Akumu will be avenged."
Zai did nothing but smiled as one appeared in his hands as well. Kuroden took one breath and made the worst for of Zai appear before him. He was being slaughtered by Kuroden. Kuroden grabbed his hilt with both hands. He focused all of his reitsu into his zanpakuto. Akumu came up behind him with his head reattached.
He grabbed onto the blade as well as Kuroden. They drew back on it and Akumu whispered to Kuroden. Kuroden repeated everything that he was told and slashed down with all of his force. An incredulous wave of reitsu was fired at Zai and slashed him into his chest. Kuroden felt himself leaving the realm and heard one thing as he faded into reality. "Come back anytime Kuro and remember. She is a keeper, but dont piss her off." Kuroden laughed slowly as he felt all of the ass whoop he had accumulated on his body pile up.
(return to Shinigami Life)
The outer shell of the hollow's form on his body fell to the ground and all that was left was a mask that crumpled a few seconds afterwards. Eacret picked up Kuro's limp body and took them both to the real world marking their leave from Soul Society and starting their new life. Since then they have been inseparable.
-Roleplay Samples: Kuroden walked silently down the unlighted street. The cold air was howling blowing his hair everywhere. Kuroden could feel several reitsu signatures nearby. they all seemed to be from hollow. Kuroden knew from experience that conjugated hollows were a very bad sign. He sighed and watched his breath show against the dark night sky. He slipped his hand over the hilt of his zanpakuto slowly and beagan to walk.
Kuroden's pace was gradually getting faster and more steady. It was not because he feared that the hollows would do something to someone, but because he could feel anxiety hanging in the air. That coupled with the fact that a woman had just screamed pushed Kuro to using shunpo. He now stood in the air above four hollows and a soul.
Kuroden analyzed each one like a hawk. The strongest of the group was all white and appeared to be an adjuchas. He had the body of a gorilla yet the face and horns of a bull. He then looked at the other three. The weakest was a snake type hollow that had a very long but small body. It's hollow hole was quite large stretching about three feet. He smiled at teh other two who were conjoined at the arm. they were more human in body shape, but were incredibly tall, nearly a story.
Kuro tisked and looked at the soul. it was a very frail looking female who was scared out of her mind. He looked down and was about to speak when the twins both tried to strike her. Kuro was now standing above the woman with his zanpakuto in hand sheathed and had blocked both fists. He then heard the voice of his zanpakuto in his ear.
"you dickless son of a bitch unsheath me. They are hollows quit showing restraint." Kuro sighed and began speaking aloud confusing the adjuchas and soul. "Well some one is cranky. I would but i do need to keep the soul comforted. So please let me work." Kuro heard a sigh from inside his head and laughed aloud. he used the sheathed zanpakuto and pushed their fists into the air. Before they could even see what was happening he was at their heads and with a horizontal slash he went through both of their heads.
As he feel to the ground he stabbed the sheathe into the head of the snake like hollow making it fizzle as well. Kuro ignored teh adjuchas and walked to the soul and preformed a konso speaking to it as it left. "You will go to a better place now so do not be afraid." As soon as the soul was gone Kuro put his zanpakuto back on his belt and balled his fist up. He put it behind his head and fired off a silver cero with a blue outline utterly destroying the adjuchas. He again blew his breath and looked into the air. Life was getting blander each day. Kuroden sighed and began to walk again not knowing where he was going.
