Post by Kyoko Akiko on Jul 5, 2010 17:21:17 GMT -5
Name: Kyoko Akiko
Age: Unknown
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Cero: Intermediate
Sonido: Advanced
Hand to Hand: Advanced
Arrancar Powers:
Ressureccion Appearance:
Age: Unknown
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Her face structure is beautifully crafted, with a piece of her mask on her cheek, over all her facial structure is beautiful, decorated with coal eyes, that seems to reflect anyone she talks to in them, like a pool of black water. Her skin is flawless (the skin you can see that is), soft as sand and seems to shine in a dark night. Often covered by a lavender bang, that sticks out of her long pitch black hair, with a purplish bluish tint to it, that comes down to her hips.Personality:
Kyoko is tall at 5’7, Kyoko has the body of an hour glass, every curve where it belongs. A body of a dark goddess and one that ever man would want. Kyoko although blessed with an amazing body, she hides it under an arrancar uniform. Her sleek arms hidden by clothe. Soft hands that can either destroy, or protect. Under the uniform are scars, running up and down her skin, unknown to everyone but herself.
Clothing and Armour:
Kyoko usually is found standing up straight, she keeps good posture, unless she is sitting down then her legs always goes to her chest, her arms around her legs. Her uniform is a dress, with long sleeves that covers her arms. The normal arrancar colors; black and white. She wears black shoes, that are flats, often it is hidden by how long her dress is. She keeps her blade tied around her waist, but often she tries not to wear it.
Rude, Obnoxious, heartless killer.History:
Are the few things Kyoko Akiko. Is not. She is a kind spirit, even though she is an arrancar. Kyoko, would expect at first glance you would think she was a roughen. When really she is a kind woman. Who wished not for death but for peace? She hardly talks out, not unless you push her towards it. She despises anyone who thinks they are better then any other soul.
Kyoko is a motherly spirit. She won’t kill unless she has her life on the line. Her being a loyal arrancar by heart, but if you cross her she will not be kind. She seems to fight calmly, almost never over-reacting. She seems to hold an unknown wisdom about her, and a person can easily be calmed by her presence ((when she’s not angered by them))
Kyoko does not like the whole, let's destroy everyone who isn't an arrancar or enslave them idea. It just is vulgar to her, because she tries to remember a time, when she was a human. On how she didn't care for human life, and now, that is the main thing she cares about. Often she would have to be forced to become under some one, she is quiet rebellious in her own sweet way.
Although it is easy to find her, she is often alone in deep in Hueco Mundo, creating crystal gardens out of her blood.
Kyoko, was born by a mother filled with cancers and an abusive drunk father. She grew up in a poor home, and what little she had, she made up in wits. Her mother had been constantly sick and her father had been at work most of the time. Kyoko had usually taken days off of school to care for her mother, thus she grew up fast, always mature for her age, taking care of her mother, and taking what her father through at her quietly. When she turned twelve her father, had taken the abuse to a sexual level, staying quiet about it, and worst, her bed rest mother could only watch.Swordsmanship: Beginner
When she was sixteen her father had killed himself, she didn’t seem to mind. She only worried on how the money would come in, instead of putting her time in finding a job, she came up with a simple solution, Thievery, and oddly she was well at it. Never getting caught. She continued this for four years. On her twentieth birthday she was working with two lovers, Nikki and Monica, two girls from the states, what she didn’t know the police were already suspecting the gang of thieves to attempt their theft. But the thieves didn’t find out they were being watched, until the end of their plot. Hidden behind a wall, they were cornered. Nikki and Monica, wanting nothing but to die together and not in prison decided to sacrifice their selves for their fellow jewel thief to escape, and so Kyoko did, without a second thought, without the guilt on her head.
The night she had came home, karma hit her. Her mother had died. Kyoko was shattered, she couldn’t claw her way out of the denial. Her mother died, April first so every April she leaves on her mothers tombstone a rose and a crystal.
Kyoko’s final moments in life were out of greed, and filled with the other sins, she had died in a fire. Letting greed take over her final moments in life, after killing most of the guests to a manor, she stole all of their gold and crystals. Thus it slowing her down and the fire she herself had started consuming her.
Kyoko’s life as a hollow went by quickly, she had been an animalistic hollow, a small bird with crystal eyes, quiet different from the rest, which was why she had been attacked by the others, she was sort of the weaker of the hollows at first, thus many stronger hollows tried attacking her, which was were they would be wrong, although she would seem as if a weak hollow, the more hollows attacked her the stronger she had gotten, she had removed her mask naturally, as said before she was often considered a weak hollow, and soon she was where she is now, alone and with no one. She will never complain about it, she had a friend, whose name escapes her, but she seen him pledge his alliance to the destruction of the soul society. She would never do that, she pledged her alliance to no one.
Well she had managed to stay out of aizen's way when he had been in power. She was often very against what he did anyways. When she found out what happened to Aizen, she had been actually quiet happy that he had gotten what he had deserved. But at what? The lives of millions.
She was not stupid, she knew some sort of hierarchy would find it's way in the arrancar society, and it did. She still pledges herself to no one.
Cero: Intermediate
Sonido: Advanced
Hand to Hand: Advanced
Arrancar Powers:
HerrioZanpakuto:
Pesquisa
Sonido
el cristal se elevó convocan(crystal rose summon):: The second thing is that, Kyoko is often seen creating a crystal rose in her palm. The crystals are her blood, meaning as long as she cut, or any part of her skin is sliced open, instead of blood, a liquid like substance will come out, that she can control. This substance is crystals. Although if she looses enough crystals, she will pass out, the crystal will turn into blood and she will die unless patched up. She is able to use the crystals like, a weapon, she could use it for a shield or weapon. Too much blood lost would be around fifteen to twenty posts of pure fighting, fourteen posts is when she would start getting blurred vision, seventeen where she would slow down, and nineteen is when she would pass out.
Cristalinio is a long katana at 27.8 inches, it's blade is made out of pure crystal which is very hard to break. The blade is see through, and it is very thick, the hilt is black with purple thread wrapped around it, engraved on the sheath is "hasta en este mundo desesperado, la luz nos salvará de nosotros" which translated is "even in this hopeless world, the light will save us from ourselves" the sheath itself hides the blade completely, until she calls upon it, by simply cutting her palm and holding her hand out.Release Phrase: Brillo cristales hermosos mios ( Shine Beautiful crystals of mine)
Ressureccion Appearance:
Kyoko’s clothes seem to wither off to show battle armor. Her one soft hands growing hard and turning red with talon like nails, a chunk of her hair going in front of one of her eyes. Long skeletal wings breaking through her back, her armor runs up her arms, and a feather like shaping appear the armor running up and curving around her breast, where it ends, along the armors top is rimmed red, with white feather like objects appearing out of the top.Ressureccion Abilities:
From her back seems to be a corset, that is attached to her spinal cord, it stops enough to show her stomach. For her lower region, is the same color red, but only is shaped like a bikini bottom. On her thighs is the legging, which is just white, until it touches her ankles, then it changes to red, she does not have shoes in this form.
1.) Veneno de Lilac (lilac poison) :: Her body glows an ominous purple, which seems to be coming from her claws and wings. The glow is a poison that once inhaled, or touched by an open wound, would be infected with the paralyzing toxin(the reach of the toxins is within five feet of Kyoko). The poison first attacks the digestive system, having the person puke up any substances that will give it energy. The second system that it effect is the musculoskeletal system preventing the body to move as fast as it should, and in the end paralyzing the person for the battle, soon after the toxin effects the skeletal system it works on the nervous system, it will create hallucinations, often of the angel of death, This can all be avoided by running. The effect should last for seven posts, taking up not a lot of her reitsu, also the antidote to this is within her blood, her letting her crystal blood run through her enemy's blood stream.Sample Post:
2.) el cristal se elevó convocan(crystal rose summon):: The second thing is that, Kyoko is often seen creating a crystal rose in her palm. The crystals are her blood, meaning as long as she cut, or any part of her skin is sliced open, instead of blood, a liquid like substance will come out, that she can control. This substance is crystals. Although if she looses enough crystals, she will pass out, the crystal will turn into blood and she will die unless patched up. She is able to use the crystals like, a weapon, she could use it for a shield or weapon. Too much blood lost would be around fifteen to twenty posts of pure fighting, fourteen posts is when she would start getting blurred vision, seventeen where she would slow down, and nineteen is when she would pass out.
It was dark, as always but after so long in the dark it seems it could never get darker, eyes adapting easily, the air was warm. Soft footsteps could be heard then a figure sat down under a tree, that seemed to curve and it seemed like it was a door, it’s branches spread out, brittle and dead.
A long hand outstretched, cradling the fragile branches within soft as silk palms, all of her skin was this softly, in her other hand was a crystal rose, that was clutched ever so lightly within her grasps. Long black hair was along her back, like a cascade of black water, along her perfectly structured face a lavender bang covered her coal eyes, as she stared towards the brittle branch. She wore the normal colors for an arrancar uniform, yet she was in a dress. She soon let go the brittle branch, and sat down, her back against the tree, and stared at the rose as if in a daze.
The rose reflected whatever light it could find and lit up the area. Her eyes seemed so focused on it, she had completely forgotten the world around her, her coal eyes fixated on the rose. She had forgotten that she could be in danger, which she was not fully aware of her surroundings that anyone could sneak up on her. She could not care though, she walked towards the cemetery. It was cruel and alone, and it seemed sadness tugged at her chest, causing her throat to become dry as she wandered into the cemetery, wind blowing her hair past her shoulders.
She stopped at a grave stone, and fell to her knees, her hair hair falling in front of her coal colored eyes. One lavender colored bang covered her face, as she rested her hand on the grave. This had been the only time she had ever been in the human world. She found this the only time to need to be. The anniversary of her mother’s death. She brought her palm to her face, and she bit down on it, until there was a small dribble of blood. She rested the blood on the grave stone, and a rose grew, a crystal one. She stood up, and looked to the grave.
She started to walk off, back to where she belonged. Perhaps this is what she was meant to be. To be an enemy of all. No, she wouldn’t be. She couldn’t be. She stopped, and let the cold wind hold her. Maybe she had to be..
