Takaharu Adachi

Thu Aug 04, 2011 6:35 pm

Rogue Vizard
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General Information
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Name:
Takaharu Adachi

Appearance Age:
Mid 20s

True Age:
1,846

Gender:
Female

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Overall Apperance
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Appearance:
Standing
at 5'11, Adachi is tall for most female in general. She wears rather
dismal and darkly bleak clothes that have been meticulously rearranged
from her Shinigami days to make it into something else entirely. Upon
her Hollowfication, her hair ran white. It has grown to exceed length
that runs past her hips.
She wears a necklace of sorts that looks like a crimson maw from some old beast.
She wears unstrapped suspenders accompany her mahogany pants and white boots that run up past her shins.

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Personality
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Personality:
When
it comes straight down to it, Adachi is an inanely obstinate entity in
general. She tends to never give straight answers, and always make snide
or sarcastic comments.
A loner by nature, Adachi will hardly ever
stick around one group for too long; although, every once in awhile she
does enjoy the company of another person, she tends to make the meeting
short, but unrestrained. To most she would come off as a naturally cold,
heartless woman, but in battle she tends to become rather frivolous and
unrestrained. She gains a self gratification while battling, and it is
one of the few times to see anything akin to a smile on her gloomy face.

Adachi
has come to be quite the love bug, so to say. She has "fallen in love"
with several humans over the years, despite their ignorance of her
existence entirely. She is clearly one who sticks to a person, clingy,
despite her natural tendencies to be a loner. Clearly she is still
attached to her past love. She also has a soft spot for the
authoritative types, as they serve as parent role-models and she fancies
that, despite her not knowing she does herself.

Adachi herself
considers, and identifies her 'inner-hollow' as an entirely separate
entity, and she is sensitive over the subject, although she has never
been confronted. This is how she explains the sudden transmogrifying of
her personality when she uses the mask. When using the mask, Adachi
becomes frivolous, reckless, rash, and boisterous. The longer she uses
it, the more she loses herself to its personality. She herself blames it
on the inner hollow, but her inner-hollow explains this as her deep
down desires being regurgitated.

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Zanpukto
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Zanpakuto Name:
Shunkashuutō (Four Seasons)

Zanpakuto Spirit Appearance:
Shunkahuuto
takes the appearance of a small girl, no taller than 4'5 and no older
than eight (human years). She wears a short red kimono with a few black
stripes and has jet black hair as long as herself. Her eyes are a
crimson that feel as though they could delve into the very soul of make
you regurgitate your ambitions.

Shunkashuuto does not wear shoes
or socks of any kind, although the kimono is as long as her so it's hard
to tell. Her skin is as pale as the snow itself and she wears a ring
per finger, each one bearing different miscellaneous kanji that seems to
change with every visit.

Zanpakuto Spirit Personality:
Contradictory
to Adachi, Shunkashuuto retains a friendly demeanor with a frequent
giggle to accompany it. She is, just as her appearances would have it,
childish. She will crack small jokes but never anything that could be
considered remotely distasteful or rude. She holds bonds with high
regards. Shunkashuuto also highly prefers nicknames, and everytime
Adachi meets someone, Shunkashuuto will have conjured something for that
entity - whether its dead or not. She also prefers to be called Shunny.

Inner World:
In
its nature, the realm of Shunkashuuto is a 2-D-esque world where
everything looks as though it was drawn with a crayon. This includes the
sun. Despite its infantile look, everything feels real; from the warmth
of the sun to the wet of the water. Naturally reflecting Adachi's mood,
the world will take appearance of a geographic location complimenting
it. For example, when Adachi is sullen, the 2-D realm will have the
drawn rain, be at night, and possibly be somewhere that is desolate,
like an empty desert.

The complexities of the inner-world never
cease; irony striking because it holds the most simplistic looking
elemental configurations. There is not a single point in time that the
world holds even one thing in common from visit to visit, and despite
the hundreds of dozens of times Adachi has visited the Inner-world,
there seems to be a new place reflecting her same old emotions per
visit. At times, there have even been drawn up sentient entities, such
as squirrels, and people.

Sealed Zanpakuto Appearance:
Sealed,
Shunkashuuto takes the appearance of a regular katana without its tsuba
for easier handling. The katana is regular length and has no features
that would deem it exotic or out of the ordinary. The grip is pure white
with a black stripe going down the middle, and the bottom is mahogany.

Release Phrase:
"Stretch and Butcher, Shunkashuuto."

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Shikai Information
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Shikai Appearance:
Shunkashuuto,
upon release, will transform into two pairs of tanto with four chain
links connected to the end of their grips. The tanto are separated by
color: two with white grips, and two with black. The ones not in use
will generally be connected to the end of their chain links as long as
the tanto itself, to her hanging suspenders. She can easily and quickly
manage to switch them out through an unknown method.

Shikai Abilities:
Nami (Wave)
- The tanto, upon cutting someone, will absorb minute amounts of
reiatsu, and through this can amplify the reiatsu up to seventeen times
the amount absorbed, allowing for it to augment that same reiatsu onto
it and resonate around the blade; giving it a bright red glow. The
resonating reiatsu surrounding the blade allows for precision cuts;
something on par with a reiatsu scalpel.

Kensei (Feint) -
By nature, the tanto are completely silent, even when zipping through
the air. The only time they aren't silent, is when Nami is in effect.
This allows for stealthy assassinations.
The silence is procured by
the intelligence in Shunkashuuto as it were. The reiatsu causes static
friction with the air that compliments the velocity of the blade x
velocity of the wind. The air will sift around and over the blade with
causing a single noise.

Isei (Power) - One of the basic
abilities her Shikai promotes is the length altering affect that does
not have a command, for it is something that is of will, and requires no
command; although only one of the two pairs at a time can do this. Upon
literally willing it so, one of the tanto will seemingly absorb the
chain link through the bottom, and elongate by two feet; classifying it
as a katana at that point.
Opposing that ability, one of the tanto
can elongate the chain link up to two more feet without altering the
length of the blade, allowing a cumulative reach of four feet.

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Bankai Information
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Bankai Appearance:

Keittashuutō (Final Season)

Upon
entering the Bankai stage, Adachi's physical appearance hardly changes.
Her cloth that once surrounded the upper half of her torso now drapes
down all the way to her feet, now serving as a cape of sorts that parts
in the front, allowing her access outwardly. The rest of her body,
beneath the cape, is covered in a skin tight maroon body suit, that
allows for great flexibility and improved maneuverability. The brown
gloves that once completely covered her hands is now completely entwined
in a malignant looking, raw, black reishi.

Bankai
Abilities:
Souzou (Imagination)
- Adachi's offense and defense is limited solely to her surroundings
and her mind. Simply by willing it so, she can instantaneously conjure
any weapon of any sorts by drawing in reishi from her surroundings. This
allows her to give it as much weight or as little weight as she feels
necessary.
To defend herself, all she has to do is be aware of her
attacker, and in that instance a defense can be conjured; she doesn't
even need to be holding it. The larger the creation, the more reiatsu it
will coast to maintain. When her victim is attacked by the weapon, they
will share the same affect as the weapons they were modeled after. A
conjured sword will having a distinctly sharper than normal cutting
effect, a mallet or hammer would have a distinctly blunt force, a shield
would have a distinct solitude.
She can conjure, at max, two
individual creations simultaneously. Anymore will be too hard to control
and maintain properly, and will, after a short few minutes of use, seal
her Bankai automatically. As for distance, she can only conjure the
weapons within arm's length; she has to be able to hold them at any
time; any further, and it will grow small and weaker, and eventually
dissipate through lack of concentration.

Akusei (Malignancy) -
While able to conjure weapons, Adachi usually sticks to hand-to-hand
combat. The black reishi entwining her hands was dubbed malignancy
merely because of the malignant nature it possesses. When simply touched
by the burning black hands Adachi has, one will be plagued by one of
three effects (only one can be used at a time):
- Dark Cognition
- While the touch does not affect the victim physically, it tampers
with their psyche, allowing for Adachi to tamper with their
coordination. This makes the victim of the touch, to what seems like,
slightly inebriated; thus, they see double vision, they are slightly
shaky, and all of that sort. During this ability's use, Adachi is
restricted solely to hand-to-hand combat.
- Dark Burn - The
black flames will tint themselves purple and burn the skin away
instantly upon contact, straight to the bone. This makes very small
things quite efficient for combat. The pain is amplified to some great
deal, making it seem a lot worse than it is - despite it being quite
terrible as it is. The usage of Dark Burn with singe Adachi's hands more
and more every use along with drain a reiatsu rapidly.
- Dark Force
- This is a complete physical domination of sorts. Upon simply hitting
the victim, an extremely strong force will be compelled outward
instantly, making each blow from her seem like an elephant tackle.

Akusei & Souzou cannot be used simultaneously.

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Inner Hollow & Mask
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Inner Hollow Description:

Inner Hollow Personality:
Adachi's
inner hollow is quite the vindictive, meticulous smartass. While it
shows a faint disdain towards being captivated in the cage of Adachi, it
will offer advice and act for her best intentions every once in awhile
-- of course, this is just so she won't die; because without her, it
will, too. Despite this helpful nature that comes secondhand, it doesn't
necessarily come with the utmost benevolence. Every moment available,
mockery will ensue, whether it's about some small event that happened,
some emotions Adachi felt, someone she met, or her skills in general. It
always has something to say.

The Hollow will often offer to help
Adachi out, for they are on a rivalry-esque level of companionship.
They will often battle for Adachi's benefit, although the Hollow plays
it off as "so I can get the hell outta here". Despite these words, it is
clear to both of them who is superior as far as strength and speed go.
Although she is stronger, the Inner Hollow is a meticulous entity that
plots and is quite the conniving being. It says that it is a
"non-conformist", and refuses to use any attacks in a regular fashion.
It will often teach Adachi, procuring the role of adviser, or teacher.
Sometimes it will even refer to itself as Kami-sama.

Inner Hollow Powers:
Adachi's
Inner Hollow has a unique array of techniques and abilities. It has an
affinity for chains, and uses them very vigilantly, as well as using
Ceros in ingenuous ways that are, least to say, hazardous to its own
health at times.
It more than often will use Bala in the form of kicks, and Ceros as diversions, or defense.

Hollow Mask Appearance:

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Visored Powers
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Visored Powers:
~ 2x Reiatsu (Amount of), Endurance (Ability to take pain)
~ 2.5x Cognition (Ability to predict movements)
~ 3x Stamina (Physical Performance), Strength (Physical Force)
~ 3.5x Speed (Acceleration; Velocity)

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Resurreccion
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Resurreccion Appearance:
Adachi's
mask's horns will grow outward a foot, then make an abrupt 90 degree
angle tilt upward, where they meet the tip along with the mask losing
all other features on it, besides the eye holes and the blue.
Hollow-esque
gauntlets will manifest on her lower arm and hands, while Hollow-esque
knee guards and armor boots will manifest on her knees, shins, and feet.
The same pearly white Hollow manifestation will cover her entire upper
torso, namely her chest and shoulders. Bone-esque wings will protrude
from her back. The rest of her body grows slightly paler; for it has
been covered in a thin, yet pertinently nigh-impenetrable exoskeleton.

Resurreccion Abilities:
Unlike
the normal full-fledged Vizard-going-Hollow, Adachi's form takes a
rather endearing turn. When she excels to the epitome of her power,
Resurreccion, she enters a stage of raw physical destruction.

When
she goes into this form, she loses all of her reiatsu and is almost
completely unable to be sensed, due to her lack of reiatsu. All of this
reiatsu was drawn in and condensed throughout her body, allowing for a
nigh impenetrable exoskeleton to augment her body solidly, while the
other more evident Hollow-esque features on her chest, legs, and arms
are dozens of times stronger than even that.

By sacrificing all
that reiatsu, she will have access to boons of physicality unknown to
many. Her speed will amplify by a plethora, as well as her overall
physical performance. Her speed, strength, cognition, and everything
else have at this point been augmented by pure reishi, making them the
most endearing features of her entire being. This makes her a mean,
lean, killing machine. Literally. While she has no abilities in
particular, it takes an army's worth of explosions to break her
exoskeleton.

The exoskeleton itself is a work of art; it absorbs
nearly 90% of the damage she would receive normally, only to rebound it
outward. It works fine with reiatsu-based attacks as well, easily able
to reflect them. It takes sheer physicality that matches, if not
surpasses her own raw meanness to crack this exoskeleton. The Hollow
remnants that have taken ahold onto her body, such as the arm, chest,
and leg pieces, along with the mask, are all where the reishi is mostly
concentrated at. This makes her strikes feel as though someone is having
an entire structure fall down on them.

While she holds a strong
defense and offense at this point, once the exoskeleton is cracked
successfully, she will, indubitably, fall. The exoskeleton that is used
in her Resurreccion siphons the reiatsu straight off her skin, making
her all the more vulnerable once she has sealed it, or has been cracked
open like an Duck. Even a cold breeze would cripple her temporarily, due
to the sheer frailty of her weakened skin and bones. In fact, she
rarely uses her Resurreccion, except in most commonly a life or death
event, because no matter what, afterward she is left extremely
vulnerable for hours on end. The sun's rays burn her skin, sear her
eyes, while even the moon's coolness will feel like a tundra.

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History
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Background:
A simple child, bore into the world through two loving parents who were
seemingly omnipresent in her Rukongai life. Adachi was a simple girl,
with a simple life for the most part. She grew up rather sheltered by
her parents. Adachi's simplistic life kept the same trend for years,
until she had met her 100 year mark, in which she somehow managed to age
gratuitously, now looking like she was a teenager, yet her social and
mental maturity were excelling rapidly.
It was this day, this one
day in particular that Adachi displayed a rather valiant act of courage.
Robbers ransacked the small area she inhabited with her parents, and
they threatened her parents lives. Rapidly and rashly interjecting by
imposing herself in between the robbers and her parents, and Adachi
found herself with two hands that had bright balls of pure energy
manifested from some unknown, untapped source. Through sheer instinct,
she chose to thrust her hands forward - thus, launching these balls of
energy. They swerved and twirled, but quickly hit against the chests of
the robbers. These two in particular were launched back with their
shirts smoldering in that spot where the manifested energy hit. The
remaining robbers quickly fled the scene, a mix of astonishment and
fright flooding their minds. Upon turning to look at her parents, it was
to her dismay that they had apparently felt the same way. Their faces
contorted to some apparition of sheer disgust and hatred. "You're just
like her..." The mother whispered, then, "M-m-monster!" The two screamed
in unison. "Get out!" Adachi's mother screamed. Adachi, though, stood
there, confused and hurt - her parents, the people who were supposed to
love unconditionally, were forsaking Adachi without any consent nor
reasoning. The mother quickly grabbed an empty sake glass from the
counter and hurled it at Adachi. The glass struck her chin, shattered,
and the pieces fell to the ground. But for Adachi, they sunk to the
ground. Every event occurring was twirling in her mind, in slow-motion.
She stared, still astonished from the sheer pain she was receiving.
Physically she could not feel, numbness washed over; emotionally she was
deteriorating. Blood and tears felt to the ground in unison as the
father cradled the mother, hushing her and still beckoning for Adachi to
flee, and do so with the little shame applicable at this point. Adachi
did so; she quietly turned around and walked out of the building, ever
so confused and hurt. This was normal, though, wasn't it, she thought.
Parents and children always fight. It was everywhere. Certainly she
would sleep outside for one night, and in the morning they would come
scurrying outside, checking frantically for their dear baby girl. It
would all be okay, she assured herself. With this psychology set forth
in her mind, she sat outside the house, and fall asleep. She took no
mind to her cut. Certainly mother and father would fix it in the
morning.

The night overturned, and the morning came. She sat
outside of the house hopefully, waiting on her parents to come rushing
to her side. She waited. Waited. Waited. Hours passed, before long it
was night again. She didn't have much recognition of the next while,
although all she remembered was that it was at least twelve moon nights.
On the thirteenth night, there came a man dressed in a black outfit. He
crouched down in front of Adachi, and spoke up. "Little girl, what's
your name?" She answered, giving no resilience. "Takaharu Adachi."
Despite the man speaking down to her, he looked young himself.
"Shinigami?" She spoke up abruptly, interjecting once more. She forgot
what a 'Shinigami' was, but she remembered the outfit. "Yes," he spoke.
"I am a Shinigami. Actually, I am a scouter. I come around Rukongai
districts and search for people with noticeable reiatsu signatures -
such as yours. Little girl, you have a gift. If you come with me, I can
teach you how to use it." As soon as the man said this, Adachi went
berserk - she screamed, jumped up, and pushed the man out of the way.
This is no gift, it's a disgusting demon, she would think.

For
nearly an hour the girl ran, ran, ran, all the way until she finally hit
a dead end - a cliff, in the middle of nowhere. She simply fell to her
knees and cried. A hand then gently gripped her shoulder, and she
instantly jumped up, swiveled on her heels and once again her hands lit
up. She struck at the mysterious figure, but it quickly avoided her
strike. She gasped to see it was the same face as before. A young man,
long brown hair, pale white skin, and glasses. He grinned and took out a
sticky bandage, gently applying it to her cut on her chin that had
scabbed over by now. Without much more recognition of that, she blushed
and turned around. The Shinigami merely chuckled lightheartedly. "My
name is Aiza. Sosu Aiza. But, you can call me Ai (Love)." Adachi, having
completely ignored Aiza's dry humor, responded belatedly. "A school,
you say?" Ai merely smiled at her, and nodded. "I'll lead the way."
So
they walked together, all the way back, talking about their life, love,
and everything in between. It was more one-sided than anything - Adachi
had little to speak of. She was young and inexperienced. Despite the
minute differences in their appearances, he was claiming to be three
times as old as she was. He told her, he was the Corps Commander of
Onmitsukido's Detention Unit.

As they arrived at the large building, the building named Spiritual Arts Academy.
After
a short signing up process, Aiza signed her off as a personal
recommendation and started to leave. Unable to cope with being alone
again, Adachi quickly wrapped her arms around Aiza's arm, not wanting
him to leave. "Don't leave me..," she lamented. "Don't worry, I'll be
back soon. How about this? If you do good, I'll give you a present."
Adachi merely smiled. She was filled with inspiration. She smiled
happily and nodded, heading over to her newly designated area.

Adachi
would continue her training for the next six years, completing various
minute tasks such as Soul Burials and controlling her reiatsu. She
herself wasn't amazing in the reiatsu category, although she was quickly
filed to be a possible candidate for Onmitsukido, due to her excelling
ability in Hakudo and Hoho. She was quick, swift, strong, and quiet.
During this six year period, Aiza's and Adachi's relationship would
bloom. Small rendezvouses would be allotted weekly, allowing them to
secretly see each other. It was, after all, taboo for a student and an
officer to consort in such forms and fashions. Aiza would often romance
Adachi, along with teach her behind the scenes, and keep her updated on
the ongoings of the Gotei 13. It wasn't before long that Adachi had
discovered her zanpakuto, Shunkashuuto, and talked with it. They were on
a very fair basis. Every night, Adachi would converse with
Shunkashuuto. She and her zanpakuto were abnormally close.

It
wasn't but a year after her graduation that Adachi was able to conjure
her Shikai, and she was ranked up to the 8th Seat of the Second
Division, along with finally scoring a spot in the Executive Militia of
the Onmitsukido. It was one fatal day that both Adachi and Aiza were
sent on a mission together to investigate an uprising Hollow in the
Human Realm; it was supposed to be no more dangerous than wrestling with
an oiled up pig. Upon investigating the Human Realm, a rather large
group of Hollow and a single Adjucha were scouring cities, aiming to
become the strongest. This was Adachi's first real mission, and she was
scared. Needless to say, Aiza comforted her. "We'll just go in there,
wipe them out, and go home. We'll definitely get bonus points for this."
Of
course, Adachi didn't think this was wise, but Aiza insisted, and she
listened to him. The two together would sneak up on the Hollow and
Adjucha, and silent and swiftly eradicate the Hollow without prejudice.
It was an easy job. They then confronted the Adjucha. Aiza spoke, "Your
time is up, Hollow. May your soul rest in pe-" Aiza was interrupted, and
Adachi saw this confrontation. She saw the Adjucha move forward, aiming
to kill him. She jumped to interject herself in between the two, but
she was far too slow. The Adjucha thrust its arm through her lover's
chest, impaling him instantaneously. It withdrew its arm slowly, then
grinned at her. She was shaking in the very shoes she stood in, unable
to respond properly. She stumbled back, and suddenly fell through a
bright gate - before she knew it, she was in Seireitei, looking through a
Senkaimon at the Adjucha with a blade through its body, and Aiza
standing feebly behind it. He was smiling at her, then shakily threw his
gloves in through the gate. He mouthed the words "I love you", then the
gate closed. Adachi screamed and ran at the gate, but once again was
too slow. Now drowning in self-pity and regret, Adachi took the gloves
and cradled herself, holding them to her mouth to kiss them, and to
smell them. She sat in the middle of the walk way for hours on end
before being ushered to her barracks, only to report the mission.

Years
and years passed on, and Adachi had grown into somewhat of a woman,
still rather sensitive over Aiza. She had grown to be more quiet, and
isolated. Her best friend happened to be her zanpakuto. At this point,
she aimed to become the top dog around these parts. She aimed to become
the Commander-in-Chief of the Onmitsukido and Captain of the Second
Division. She knew, for that, she had to ascertain Bankai, which she had
been frivolously working on since Aiza's death. She had become known as
the Glove-Lady, or the Quiet-Girl.

At the age of 358, Adachi had
finally acquired her Bankai. Keittashuuto. Through vigorous training
regiments, hardcore missions, a nigh endless head-count for Hollows, the
woman had ascertained the key to becoming the best, in her own opinion.
Besides fighting and killing, her life had no meaning anymore.

It
was at her cornerstone of the age 400 that she had applied for the
empty spot of Commander-in-Chief on Onmitsukido, the same day she went
for the Captain of the Second Division. It was quite the hectic day,
along with countless displays of her abilities that got her hooked on
the winning seat. She had finally conquered a mountain of obstacles, and
met her goal. The end of that day, she cried into Aiza's gloves. "Are
you glad for me, Ai? I did it.. I did it all for you!" That night she
cried herself to sleep.

Abruptly doors were kicked in, and dozens
of hands mindlessly grabbed her, some of them purposely being
inappropriate. Reiatsu bondage played against her skin, burning tightly.
She was being abducted clearly. She had no way of defending herself, as
she was completely immobile. Every inch of her body was covered with
another Bakudo of some sort. She couldn't even speak. Adachi was bring
carried into heavens only know where. She was even blindfolded, so sight
was to no avail. She could only rely on hers sense of smell, and it
smelled like.. Water, granite.. She was underground? Machinery, burning
flesh. There were experiments going on.. Before long, the thrashing was
over, and she was set against cold hard steel, and things were prodding
at her, absorbing her reiatsu, implanting more into her. She had no idea
what was going on, but she was slowly slipping away; losing
consciousness...

Suddenly, light! Adachi looked around and saw a
giant blast of pure reishi coming at her, and she quickly executed a
single Shunpo that traversed her to the right of the giant blast. She
saw her Lieutenant of the Second Division, aiming to kill her?! "What
the hell are you doing, Fuyu? You almost killed me!" The man looked at
her with rage, and screamed, "Kill YOU?! Of course I am! Look what you
did, you freak of nature! You monster!" The words struck her, despite
her clear ignorance of the situation. She looked around, bodies littered
the ground. Dozens, maybe 50 or more. The Thirteenth Division Captain
and the Eighth Division Captain kneel on the ground, both missing a
limb. The rest were seated members of divisions, mostly he second. "I-I
did this..?" Adachi looked at her hands, then felt her face. There was
something there.. A mask of sorts. It felt horrendous, misplaced.. It
felt like a Hollow's. "You freak of nature! Why did you do all of this?!
They were your team, your friends.. Family! Are you a Hollow, or a
Shinigami?!"

Completely bemused, Adachi fled the scene. As she
fled, she realized she was so much faster than she was just yesterday.
She was apparently much stronger.. What happened? Why? Was she really a
monster? Why was this happening, all over again? Who would come to save
her this time?

After running for hours, through Seireitei, she
finally thrust her zanpakuto through the air, and the Senkaimon opened.
She fled into the Human Realm, afraid of facing reality, or whatever
twisted dimension she resided in. As she came about the Human Realm,
this mask crumbled, and her energy dissipated with it. She fell to the
ground from the sky, and blacked out...

Upon waking up, she was
on the ground, on a roof of a building. Unable to help herself, she
started crying again. "Why.. What did I do wrong, Aiza?"

From
then on, every time she spoke with Shunkashuuto, she had to confront
this contorted, disfigured freak of a Hollow form of herself. She spoke
with it, understood what it was and everything, but she still needed to
know -- where did it come from...? Those were answers she would probably
never get. So, for the next few centuries, Adachi trained herself,
slowly developing this power - gift, or curse, it didn't matter, it was
disgusting. In the wake of her newfound
powers and having to flee through cowardice and confusion, Adachi would
meditate daily, talking things through with Shunkashuuto; after all,
that was her only friend anymore. Here and there, Adachi would spot a
single entity whose malignant reiatsu would overpower Adachi, and expel
her from Shunkashuuto's inner-world. It was an abomination, and after
three times of this repeated nuisance, Adachi came back just to confront
this malignant entity. "I am you," it would say. It described itself as
herself, her evil desires and emotions, manifested. The only logical
explanation Adachi could find was that, since the Inner world was part
of her psyche, so was this abomination of darkness. It must have been
the thing that attacked her comrades that night. "You, what are you!?
You killed all of my friends!" She exclaimed, and it quickly retorted.
"I AM YOU! You are merely my horse. I will awit until the right moment,
and possess you again, then claim my title as the King of reality!" With
an abruptly swing of its body, the monster came at Adachi with her own
weapons? She quickly responded, releasing her Shikai and retorting with a
shunpo that escalated her above the abomination. She cut its shoulder
then landed behind it. "You.. Have Shunkashuuto?" "I told you, I'm you!"
It hasted, and released Bankai. Of course Adachi responded with Bankai
as well.

Every
turn, the monster with Hollow reiatsu and Adachi were met evenly, every
strike, every attack,every defense. She was tiring, but it wasn't
showing any signs of being even remotely weakened. She looked over at
Shunkashuuto, the small girl who watched so valiantly without flinching.
It then occurred to her, despite being malignant, this Hollow thing was
still part of her. Tame it, she thought. Teach it. With that, the
monster came at her once more and she allowed it to penetrate her
abdomen with the conjured katana, and she immediately grabbed both of
its wrists, allowing the painful darkness to burn away at its hands
until they fell off, then she headbutted it and penetrated it with her
very hand. "Damn.. You got me.. Good job there, boss. Don't get too
ccomfy, though. I'll kill ya..." With that, it slowly faded away, and
Adachi surfaced to reality with a newfound strength that she had while
she was in Soul Society... It felt of a hollow, but she had control this
time, and it was a mask. It felt pretty okay...

With this new found power, Adachi would stay in earth and would slay Hollow in the Human
Realm, trying to help from the shadows. Silently. All alone. She did
this for nearly 1600 years, watching the Humans slowly develop. Every
now and then she would silently follow a human, male or female alike,
from their birth to death, and simply watch their life unfold... It was
always interesting. Humans were.

To this day, Adachi remains in the human realm, wandering aimlessly in her grand solitude.

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RP Sample
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Role
Play Sample:

The Realization & Manifestation of Air Walking

Upon
traversing through the long Forest of Menos, an Arrancar ran into a
Hollow - what seemed to be a beastly Adjucha. It was a tall
humanoid-canary sort of entity with large wings that surrounded its
being entirely. The canary-Adjucha was perched atop a tall and thick
stump of a tree, that had seemingly been cut off entirely. As soon as
the Arrancar took notice of this Adjucha, it opened its eyes and glared
menacingly at the Arrancar, and spoke.
"What are you doing in my Forest, Arrancar?" Clearly it had resolution to its 'dominance'.

The
Arrancar felt no need to even bother with such a lowly life form. He
felt as though it was lower, merely because it felt so high and uppity
of itself. Upon withdrawing his zanpakutō in almost a haste, the
Arrancar quickly executed a single sonido, that traversed the distance
entirely, and a swift slash at the beast, he felt would end it
permanently; shut the thing up. To his dismay, upon realization, the
large bird had already taken flight. The Arrancar only knew this because
of the loud wing flapping. He looked up, and saw the large bird.
"Don't we have an arrogant little Arrancar here? Hmph, you are bound to the ground. You could never harm me, little thing."

With
a hazy glare, the Arrancar looked up. He was being ridiculed, and could
do nothing about it. This was just like the time in the Human World.
How flustering. He felt so helpless and weak. It was true, he could not
stay air bound as far as he knew. But in his retrospect-rage, he quickly
executed a single sonido - traversing the large distance from himself
on the ground, to the bird in the air. His mind was working faster than
he could possibly comprehend its works, and with that his balance was
resolute in the air. He stood, in the air, face to face with the
bird-jucha. Although without thinking, or retaining recognition of this
feat, he impulsively swung his blade. Despite the bird-jucha fleeing
once again, it seemed a short span of shock delayed the quickest
response, and thus as the thing flew away, on of its legs were
completely dismembered. In a frenzy, the bird-jucha exclaimed:
"YOU ARROGANT PRICK! LOOK WHAT YOU DID! DO NOT THINK I WILL FORGET THIS, ARRANCAR!"
Without
another word, the Adjucha fled, flying at high speeds through the
abysmal sky, zig-zagging around taller branches until sight of it was
impossible.
In a rather cocky move, the Arrancar merely hm'ed. It was
upon his recognition of being over seven meters in the air that his
instincts failed him, and his walk on air 'deactivated', and he fell
those seven meters; hitting the ground with a loud THUD. The Arrancar at
this point would merely lay there for a few moments, quite dazed at his
self discovery.

As the Arrancar nearly mindlessly zipped through
the Forest, he rekindled his previous inquiry; what if it was possible
to climb the skies? Walk on air? It would be possible, if one could
increase the reiatsu friction between the feet used as a medium, and the
very oxygen that was contained all around. It would not necessarily be
easy, and for that matter, not even remotely easy; but it would be next
to no fret for the Arrancar; his specialty was the friction of reiatsu
through his body to increase the naturalness of all variables -- namely
his speed and sonido. Certainly such majestic entities as such as
Arrancar, let alone Espada could be cradled solely to the ground. The
sky was the limit. He would teach his body this.
This would be something to think about, or, rather, to do.

Taking
this to mind, the Arancar started to execute sonido, each time changing
the trajectory upward and increasing the reiatsu output to his feet,
altering the general traction so that he could and would gain a fair
threshold for stillness; simultaneously he had planned on increasing the
velocity versus distance traveled per sonido. Despite all science
behind the instantaneous movement, his mind was relatively blank at this
point - he knew what needed to be done to get what he wanted, and he
would carry through with a drudging pain, until it was accomplished, and
even further than that.

Upon finding the tree that had the
gashes decorating it to nearly the very top, The Arrancar marveled up at
it once again. So short of a time, and already it had more fond
memories than anything else in his menial life. With haste, he executed
one single sonido that traversed him exactly 35 meters upward. Quickly
gaining traction of the trees reversed gravity using his logic and
science prior, he gained acquisition of a temporary boon over gravity,
allowing him to stay suspended in air a mere moment. He started to count
the time that he stayed suspended, but before he could muster the prime
digit, he was already falling down. It wouldn't be terribly hard, so he
caught his balance in mid-air and landed elegantly. It would, after
all, be easier to work upward if he wanted to "air walk" as he had
planned.

It was only a matter of moments that he started to grasp
the general concept of the air walk. It was the ratio of reiatsu's
friction to gain traction over the air, and give a temporary threshold
of physicality to put weight on. Certainly this principle could be
applied more outward once he got more control of his own reiatsu.

Every
few moments, Ulquioza would execute a sonido for a mere five meters
into the air, erecting his body, and attempting to stay in the air for
more than the last time. A simple, menial task indeed, but it was great.
The sky was the limit, after all. Afterward he would simple slowly
lower the reiatsu friction to allow less and less weight, thus lowering
him steadily onto the ground. Within a matter of an hour, the Arrancar
could start steadily walking up the air as though it were stairs, slowly
ascending into the sky. He kept going, and going, and as he gained
confidence and realization of the practice of the technique, he soon
started executing battle techniques including defenses with his weapon,
his hands, offensive measures, and soon enough he was able to manifest a
doom blast whilst in mid-air, despite the concentration of reiatsu to
two particular different areas. With a matter of joy, he came back to
the ground, and slowly started walking away, as though this was all just
in a day's work.
As a matter of a fact, it was.

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Skill Sheet
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General Skills

Durability: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
General Speed: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
Strength: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
Weapon Skill: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner

Racial Skills

[list]
[*]Hoho: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
[*]Cero/Bala/Kidou: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
[*]Zanjutsu: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
[*]Hakuda: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner