Post by Kyoko Renamori on Jun 14, 2008 0:05:37 GMT
Name: Hyouhakuzai, Sakrikao
Age: 377 (Looks 24)
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 155
Division: N/A
(Rank:) Primera Espada
Appearance:
Sakrikao's appearance is quite unmistaken once one has laid their eyes upon him. His silver hair streaked back on his head as well as his signature hollow mask which is of a bone white color. The Hollow mask consists of two mandibles that are placed upon the sides of his face. Three large strands of bangs hang down in the center of his face aside from his flowing silver hair. His eyes glow an emerald green which pierces the darkness around him. His chilling, razor sharp teeth are also trademark to him as he enjoys gracing his teeth with his tongue every now and again before he kills an opponent. He also adorns the normal mockery of the typical Shinigami uniform. The typical white top coat is usually closed, hiding his hollow hole located near his stomach. This is however rarely worn unless he is forced to as he prefers the custom attire he had made for himself. It tends to be the similar 'Shinigami' coat, however in black with high collars. Shoulder plates line both sides of his shoulders as well. A black sash around his waist keeps his Zanpakuto in place while not in use. Normally his Zanpakuto is located on his backside where he keeps it normally and rarely keeps it near the front of his sash. Typical white pants and sandals are worn along with black socks. Upon the backside of his body lays the scarred number of 1, his rank in the Espada. His maniacal grin is the most feared and horrifying factor of him which he only puts on when he is enjoying himself, typically in a fight.
Personality:
Being highly pompous and arrogant, Sakrikao doesn’t fear anyone. The only person in Hueco Mundo that he does indeed respect though is their 'King' however sometimes even this respect is lost until he is reprimanded. Normally, Sakrikao is relatively open about many subjects and isn’t afraid to speak his mind at all even if it lands him in a few lectures or physical reprimands. He also tends to display a relatively hateful nature, coupled with a very short fuse on his temper. Being very impulsive on his decisions, he rarely thinks things through thoroughly while winding up later with the consequences of his actions.
Usually he never displays respect for anyone, and only wants to be shown it. Sakrikao tends to hold grudges for quite a while and continues to hold them specifically against those who he believes have wronged him. Being ready to jump on any chance for revenge, Sakrikao will go to any lengths to hunt down his enemies and devour them in the most painful and agonizing way possible.
Most of the time, Sakrikao feels so over confident and arrogant of his opponents, he doesn’t even resort to using his Zanpakuto’s Resurreccion. This partly can lead to his own superiority complex in which he believes nobody is better than him. Sakrikao refuses to accept the fact that there are those who are more powerful than he is, even though his life long goal is to become unstoppable.
With all of these traits, his speech also is quite rude towards his fellow Arrancar and even to his 'King' sometimes. He frequently mocks and casts down failures in their own ranks and usually believes he can do a much better job. He also hardly believes there is anything called 'honor' while in a battle. Its as simple as a fight for one's right to live. If you die, its your fault you weren't prepared. Sakrikao enjoys ambushing his opponenets and toying with their minds. Breaking one's mentality breaks their physical ability to fight, leaving them all the easier prey for him.
His insane lust for battle drives him to become stronger until he can overtake all of Hueco Mundo. Despising the weak, he hates those who think he can't rise any further which drives his insanity even higher while in battle. Sakrikao almost loses himself in battle, as if its a totally different dimension. He has been known to be quite fond of the Cero attack usable by many Arrancar and frequently uses it to kill his opponents after inflicting gruesome wounds to their bodies, rendering them only to watch their death unfold.
History:
A cold and dark place where hollows gather. This was just the beginning of a long journey for the aspiring and ferocious hollow. Writhing in the depths of society as just a conglomerate of hollows, personality began to take place. This is a rather rare occasion to happen for hollows. Unlike their brethren, they learn to display their personality and normally have a different mask once they form into one body. With a violent attitude towards its fellow hollows, a menos-class hollow born was ready to sacrifice its own kind for its own good. Its void could not be satiated by normal human souls and began to feast upon others.
This little spec soon evolved itself from Gillian to Adjuchas as the dominant piece of the former hollow took hold of the body. A ridiculously blood thirsty, and calculating Adjuchas emerged naming itself as Sakrikao. The Adjuchas Sakrikao was rather small compared to others of its kind. He resembled a scorpion of sorts with white armor scales that were smooth across his body. The hollow hole had placed itself squarely in the middle of the ferocious and sneaky scorpion's back. Its swift and large tail whipped around as it searched for targets to devour. His eyes glowed a determined green as he continued up through evolution. The thirst for power began to take hold as Sakrikao ruthlessly hunted down others of his class and devoured them each in turn. He wouldn’t go back now at this state, not at all. It was simply not an option for him.
Years passed; thousands of other hollows eaten; and still evolution had not taken place for him. Sakrikao refused to lose hope of becoming one of the 'chosen' as he put it. He would continue to eat and evolve even if it took an entire human life times.
It wasn’t until a few years later of continuing the hunt for power that Sakrikao took his power to the next step, however it wasn't to a Vasto Lorde. It was unexpected when it happened. The entire sensation of the evolution made Sakrikao grin to himself on the inside and out. The feeling of complete power and energy flowing through you was incredible. His reiatsu grew to incredible heights as he felt his body change and morph. At first it was painful as his body writhed and became saturated with spiritual energy. Howls and screams from previously eaten hollows screamed out from the glowing body of Sakrikao. Laces of black spiritual energy poured over his body as his eyes bulged before his body fully began to take form.
His body now in a humanoid form was disorienting at first. Still similar to his Adjuchas class body, he felt still at home, however felt the new coursing power through him. He gripped his hands for a moment, examining them to find they weren't the claws he was accustom to. He graced his slender arms which had various spikes and blades protruding from it. His feet were now somewhat flat for once like a human, however it still lacked the usual feel. His mask had finally changed as well to only a pair of mandibles on the side of his face. Wandering Las Noches, he had met the man named Rangis Mukondo who he had first attacked to devour him as well in his quest for power.
Sakrikao soon found himself over powered by Rangis and bowed down ready to die. He couldn’t believe after all of that time he would be struck down now? After all of that just to die now? He refused, but much to his surprise Rangis allowed him to live and offered him a place in the Espada. He could see the pleasure in Rangis' eyes, however he despised it incredibly. He was looked down upon by someone, which was unacceptable. Sakrikao would kill this man if the chance arose, nobody cast him down like this so easily.
His powers had been sealed upon a Zanpakuto granted to him. He now had powers beyond his dreams, however he still wanted more. His body now fully human-like felt awkward as well, however after years he became used to it. He was given the ironic uniform of the Espada that mimicked that of a Shinigami. Still, he wasn’t satisfied with his position. The other Espada were worthless in his opinion. If Rangis let him, he would just go and single handedly take out Soul Society. Those pathetic wimps weren’t a match for him.
Abilities:
Cero - High-powered energy blasts that can be fired from either the mouth or hand, usually red in color and has the ability to totally disintegrate one’s body.
Gran Rey Cero – An incredibly larger and more powerful version used only by Espada class Arrancar. Sakrikao's Gran Rey Cero appears as a black color which has the potential to obliterate anything at even the farthest range.
Garganta - Tears open the dimensional fabric separating the worlds, revealing a pathway of chaotic energy to travel through. When used, the technique opens the dimensional fabric like a zipper.
Hierro – The incredibly tough skin of an arrancar has the ability to deflect and absorb blows by Zanpakuto.
Sonido –Arrancar version of flash stepping. Enables the user to travel at high speeds, virtually blurring them out of vision temporarily.
Zanpakutoh/Bow/Doll:
Zanpakuto Name: Sting
sealed zanpakutou: While sealed, Sakrikao typically keeps his Zanpakuto sheathed in his sash behind his back and rarely ever using it unless it is against a 'worthy' opponent. The hilt of the sword is styled with a rather odd shaped X along with a silver handle and sheath. The sword measures around 5ft long when taken out of its sheath. Its point seems to gleam a silver when it is first produced.
Release Phrase: Liquify
Resurrección: Once Sakrikao utters his release phrase “Liquify”, reiatsu spills out from him and engulfs his body. He thrusts his Zanpakuto through his body as his Zanpakuto releases its energy in a black glow from the blade. This swirl of spiritual energy eventually takes Sakrikao to his true form, that of a scorpion-esque monstrosity. His face remains the same with the change in his mask’s mandibles. They appear to grow in size slightly. His body is totally covered with the white Hierro which resembles a suit of highly flexible armor pieces. He gains a tail which 'grasps' his Zanpakuto at the tip. Various sharp blades protrude from the side of his leg joints as well as his arm joints. Including these, his hands grow an 'extended carapace' on the outside of them, resembling claws of a scorpion. Once in this form, he can truly release his full battle potential of trickery and deception. His body spikes have the ability to aide him in burrowing through even the rockiest ground. He tends to use this tactic to surprise his enemies and even get the 'jump' on them to ensare them in a barrage of pincer attacks from his hands. Once his opponenet is worn down, he enjoys finishing them by impaling them with his Zanpakuto which liquifies their bodies into a goo of reiatsu he can devour to increase his own power.
RP Sample:
It was quiet as Sakrikao strolled down the white washed hallways of Hueco Mundo’s fortress. He grinned as his mouth smiled from side to side. The familiar menace of a face scared anyone. It was almost on the level of being maniacal and crazy. There were a few Arrancar watching him pass by as he strolled down the ridiculously long hallways. He stopped before them as they shuddered slightly in terror.
Sakrikao’s eyes widened as he leaned over towards them with his face still in a wicked grin. All he need to say was one word. “Boo!” He slightly lurched forward with his face as the two Arrancar fled the scene immediately. Sakrikao leaned back as he held his head up into the air laughing with his familiar and arrogant voice. His mandibles clacking against his face until they came to a halt.
His face was now solemn once again as he strolled down the halls. Placing his hands in the pockets of his pants, he spat slightly before finding the door to Rangis' 'throne room' as he called it. Entering in he glanced around with his shimmering eyes for a moment. It was rather empty with the exception of Rangis who looked as ever calm and calculating as usual. He remembered the face all too well as he sauntered into the room.
Taking a few steps to the side, he leaned up to one of the large columns that scattered across the room. An Espada meeting in front of the grand king eh? Sure wasn’t a meeting yet as he was the only one to arrive. “Tch.” He muttered before bowing his head slightly in respect to his superior.
Age: 377 (Looks 24)
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 155
Division: N/A
(Rank:) Primera Espada
Appearance:
Sakrikao's appearance is quite unmistaken once one has laid their eyes upon him. His silver hair streaked back on his head as well as his signature hollow mask which is of a bone white color. The Hollow mask consists of two mandibles that are placed upon the sides of his face. Three large strands of bangs hang down in the center of his face aside from his flowing silver hair. His eyes glow an emerald green which pierces the darkness around him. His chilling, razor sharp teeth are also trademark to him as he enjoys gracing his teeth with his tongue every now and again before he kills an opponent. He also adorns the normal mockery of the typical Shinigami uniform. The typical white top coat is usually closed, hiding his hollow hole located near his stomach. This is however rarely worn unless he is forced to as he prefers the custom attire he had made for himself. It tends to be the similar 'Shinigami' coat, however in black with high collars. Shoulder plates line both sides of his shoulders as well. A black sash around his waist keeps his Zanpakuto in place while not in use. Normally his Zanpakuto is located on his backside where he keeps it normally and rarely keeps it near the front of his sash. Typical white pants and sandals are worn along with black socks. Upon the backside of his body lays the scarred number of 1, his rank in the Espada. His maniacal grin is the most feared and horrifying factor of him which he only puts on when he is enjoying himself, typically in a fight.
Personality:
Being highly pompous and arrogant, Sakrikao doesn’t fear anyone. The only person in Hueco Mundo that he does indeed respect though is their 'King' however sometimes even this respect is lost until he is reprimanded. Normally, Sakrikao is relatively open about many subjects and isn’t afraid to speak his mind at all even if it lands him in a few lectures or physical reprimands. He also tends to display a relatively hateful nature, coupled with a very short fuse on his temper. Being very impulsive on his decisions, he rarely thinks things through thoroughly while winding up later with the consequences of his actions.
Usually he never displays respect for anyone, and only wants to be shown it. Sakrikao tends to hold grudges for quite a while and continues to hold them specifically against those who he believes have wronged him. Being ready to jump on any chance for revenge, Sakrikao will go to any lengths to hunt down his enemies and devour them in the most painful and agonizing way possible.
Most of the time, Sakrikao feels so over confident and arrogant of his opponents, he doesn’t even resort to using his Zanpakuto’s Resurreccion. This partly can lead to his own superiority complex in which he believes nobody is better than him. Sakrikao refuses to accept the fact that there are those who are more powerful than he is, even though his life long goal is to become unstoppable.
With all of these traits, his speech also is quite rude towards his fellow Arrancar and even to his 'King' sometimes. He frequently mocks and casts down failures in their own ranks and usually believes he can do a much better job. He also hardly believes there is anything called 'honor' while in a battle. Its as simple as a fight for one's right to live. If you die, its your fault you weren't prepared. Sakrikao enjoys ambushing his opponenets and toying with their minds. Breaking one's mentality breaks their physical ability to fight, leaving them all the easier prey for him.
His insane lust for battle drives him to become stronger until he can overtake all of Hueco Mundo. Despising the weak, he hates those who think he can't rise any further which drives his insanity even higher while in battle. Sakrikao almost loses himself in battle, as if its a totally different dimension. He has been known to be quite fond of the Cero attack usable by many Arrancar and frequently uses it to kill his opponents after inflicting gruesome wounds to their bodies, rendering them only to watch their death unfold.
History:
A cold and dark place where hollows gather. This was just the beginning of a long journey for the aspiring and ferocious hollow. Writhing in the depths of society as just a conglomerate of hollows, personality began to take place. This is a rather rare occasion to happen for hollows. Unlike their brethren, they learn to display their personality and normally have a different mask once they form into one body. With a violent attitude towards its fellow hollows, a menos-class hollow born was ready to sacrifice its own kind for its own good. Its void could not be satiated by normal human souls and began to feast upon others.
This little spec soon evolved itself from Gillian to Adjuchas as the dominant piece of the former hollow took hold of the body. A ridiculously blood thirsty, and calculating Adjuchas emerged naming itself as Sakrikao. The Adjuchas Sakrikao was rather small compared to others of its kind. He resembled a scorpion of sorts with white armor scales that were smooth across his body. The hollow hole had placed itself squarely in the middle of the ferocious and sneaky scorpion's back. Its swift and large tail whipped around as it searched for targets to devour. His eyes glowed a determined green as he continued up through evolution. The thirst for power began to take hold as Sakrikao ruthlessly hunted down others of his class and devoured them each in turn. He wouldn’t go back now at this state, not at all. It was simply not an option for him.
Years passed; thousands of other hollows eaten; and still evolution had not taken place for him. Sakrikao refused to lose hope of becoming one of the 'chosen' as he put it. He would continue to eat and evolve even if it took an entire human life times.
It wasn’t until a few years later of continuing the hunt for power that Sakrikao took his power to the next step, however it wasn't to a Vasto Lorde. It was unexpected when it happened. The entire sensation of the evolution made Sakrikao grin to himself on the inside and out. The feeling of complete power and energy flowing through you was incredible. His reiatsu grew to incredible heights as he felt his body change and morph. At first it was painful as his body writhed and became saturated with spiritual energy. Howls and screams from previously eaten hollows screamed out from the glowing body of Sakrikao. Laces of black spiritual energy poured over his body as his eyes bulged before his body fully began to take form.
His body now in a humanoid form was disorienting at first. Still similar to his Adjuchas class body, he felt still at home, however felt the new coursing power through him. He gripped his hands for a moment, examining them to find they weren't the claws he was accustom to. He graced his slender arms which had various spikes and blades protruding from it. His feet were now somewhat flat for once like a human, however it still lacked the usual feel. His mask had finally changed as well to only a pair of mandibles on the side of his face. Wandering Las Noches, he had met the man named Rangis Mukondo who he had first attacked to devour him as well in his quest for power.
Sakrikao soon found himself over powered by Rangis and bowed down ready to die. He couldn’t believe after all of that time he would be struck down now? After all of that just to die now? He refused, but much to his surprise Rangis allowed him to live and offered him a place in the Espada. He could see the pleasure in Rangis' eyes, however he despised it incredibly. He was looked down upon by someone, which was unacceptable. Sakrikao would kill this man if the chance arose, nobody cast him down like this so easily.
His powers had been sealed upon a Zanpakuto granted to him. He now had powers beyond his dreams, however he still wanted more. His body now fully human-like felt awkward as well, however after years he became used to it. He was given the ironic uniform of the Espada that mimicked that of a Shinigami. Still, he wasn’t satisfied with his position. The other Espada were worthless in his opinion. If Rangis let him, he would just go and single handedly take out Soul Society. Those pathetic wimps weren’t a match for him.
Abilities:
Cero - High-powered energy blasts that can be fired from either the mouth or hand, usually red in color and has the ability to totally disintegrate one’s body.
Gran Rey Cero – An incredibly larger and more powerful version used only by Espada class Arrancar. Sakrikao's Gran Rey Cero appears as a black color which has the potential to obliterate anything at even the farthest range.
Garganta - Tears open the dimensional fabric separating the worlds, revealing a pathway of chaotic energy to travel through. When used, the technique opens the dimensional fabric like a zipper.
Hierro – The incredibly tough skin of an arrancar has the ability to deflect and absorb blows by Zanpakuto.
Sonido –Arrancar version of flash stepping. Enables the user to travel at high speeds, virtually blurring them out of vision temporarily.
Zanpakutoh/Bow/Doll:
Zanpakuto Name: Sting
sealed zanpakutou: While sealed, Sakrikao typically keeps his Zanpakuto sheathed in his sash behind his back and rarely ever using it unless it is against a 'worthy' opponent. The hilt of the sword is styled with a rather odd shaped X along with a silver handle and sheath. The sword measures around 5ft long when taken out of its sheath. Its point seems to gleam a silver when it is first produced.
Release Phrase: Liquify
Resurrección: Once Sakrikao utters his release phrase “Liquify”, reiatsu spills out from him and engulfs his body. He thrusts his Zanpakuto through his body as his Zanpakuto releases its energy in a black glow from the blade. This swirl of spiritual energy eventually takes Sakrikao to his true form, that of a scorpion-esque monstrosity. His face remains the same with the change in his mask’s mandibles. They appear to grow in size slightly. His body is totally covered with the white Hierro which resembles a suit of highly flexible armor pieces. He gains a tail which 'grasps' his Zanpakuto at the tip. Various sharp blades protrude from the side of his leg joints as well as his arm joints. Including these, his hands grow an 'extended carapace' on the outside of them, resembling claws of a scorpion. Once in this form, he can truly release his full battle potential of trickery and deception. His body spikes have the ability to aide him in burrowing through even the rockiest ground. He tends to use this tactic to surprise his enemies and even get the 'jump' on them to ensare them in a barrage of pincer attacks from his hands. Once his opponenet is worn down, he enjoys finishing them by impaling them with his Zanpakuto which liquifies their bodies into a goo of reiatsu he can devour to increase his own power.
RP Sample:
It was quiet as Sakrikao strolled down the white washed hallways of Hueco Mundo’s fortress. He grinned as his mouth smiled from side to side. The familiar menace of a face scared anyone. It was almost on the level of being maniacal and crazy. There were a few Arrancar watching him pass by as he strolled down the ridiculously long hallways. He stopped before them as they shuddered slightly in terror.
Sakrikao’s eyes widened as he leaned over towards them with his face still in a wicked grin. All he need to say was one word. “Boo!” He slightly lurched forward with his face as the two Arrancar fled the scene immediately. Sakrikao leaned back as he held his head up into the air laughing with his familiar and arrogant voice. His mandibles clacking against his face until they came to a halt.
His face was now solemn once again as he strolled down the halls. Placing his hands in the pockets of his pants, he spat slightly before finding the door to Rangis' 'throne room' as he called it. Entering in he glanced around with his shimmering eyes for a moment. It was rather empty with the exception of Rangis who looked as ever calm and calculating as usual. He remembered the face all too well as he sauntered into the room.
Taking a few steps to the side, he leaned up to one of the large columns that scattered across the room. An Espada meeting in front of the grand king eh? Sure wasn’t a meeting yet as he was the only one to arrive. “Tch.” He muttered before bowing his head slightly in respect to his superior.
