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Character Sheets

[CENTER][SIZE=6][B]~[U] Name [/U]~[/B][/SIZE]
{Image}
{Mask Details}
[B]Aspect of Death:[/B] {All Espada have one, giving it to lower hollows too. What loosely is a theme for your char?}
[quoteblock=name]Test[/quoteblock] [/CENTER]


[B]Personality: [/B]{Paragraph about what your character is like.}

[spoiler=fight] Detail a small section of after your character awakened as an arrancar and had to fight Shinigamis chasing the group. Doesn't have to be a whole fight. Just a high intensity part. Using Resurreccion, starting the fight, being emo afterwards atop a corpse. Bravely running away with injury. [/spoiler]
[B]
Zanpakuto Description: [/B]{Self explanatory.}

[B]Favored Hollow Technique: {[/B]Cero/ Bala/ Pesquisa/ etc.}

[B]Custom Hollow Techniques: [/B]{If any. Put N/A for now most likely, we'll learn more later.}

[CENTER]~{Release Command}~
[I]{Img or description of your character's new form} [/I]

[B]Resurreccíon Powers:[/B] {What's your form do overall?}
[B]Resurreccíon Techniques:[/B] {If you have anything specific you scream while terrorizing.}[/CENTER]


[SIZE=5][B]~Stats~ [/B][/SIZE]
[I]{Fighting Style - Describe in a sentence how you fight.}[/I]

[B]CQC: [/B]{How good is your character at fighting with their fists or weapon up close?}
[B]Hierro/Regeneración:[/B]  {Pick one of the two, not both. How hard is your skin, OR, do you regenerate any?}
[B]Hollow Techniques: [/B] {How strong are things such as Cero/Bala}
[B]Resurreccíon: [/B] {How strong is your release? How much of a boost do you get, and how strong are your personal techniques, such as Barrangan's time shield.}
[B]Sonido: [/B] {How fast do you go zoom?}
[B]Total:[/B] 25 {Get 25 starting out. Espada and captains are generally about 125'ish.}

 

[Ganryu]

Roster

 

[Orikanyo]

~ Egardo El Mar~



Upon his left eye sits his mask shard, a strange thing thats a bit round on the eye, but a hole for seeing through the mask shard is a horizontal slit.

The hole lays upon his heart, open for all to see.

Aspect of Death: The death in pursuit of Greed and Gold

You can scream about moralism all you want, it won't change the fact your on my turf, and I want you off it. Egardo

​

Personality:
Somehow, someway, in the bleakness of a god forsaken desert. An arrancar romanticizes the days of black flags and plunder. His stance on such things are.. Easily seen.. And.. Well.. Look, he likes pirates, theres little to really explain alright? Can’t a man just do his own pirate thing and not be judged?

Well, besides that hes a generally rather loud and boisterous fellah, has that big imposing aura thing but hes got a true soft heart for this finer things in life. Friendship, love, ROMANCE! GOLD! FOOD! MORE GOLD! The greatest and finest things in life shall always be on his mind, but mostly gold. What does an arrancar need of gold? Well what do YOU need of gold? Surely you must have some silly profound reason? He doesn't; he just likes the way it looks and it fills that empty hole in his dark pitiful heart.

See? Honesty is next to gold in rarity! Surely you can understand now!

..no..?

Err.. Well this is rather awkward, can’t you have played along so he had a place to jump off of for this next point? Come on now, if you're playing you need to play your part right? No? This is serious?

Well, you're no fun.

His lust for life, freedom, shall not ever be touched. And shall never be broken, The Golden Age shall return again!

Spoiler: fight

It was a quick thing in truth, barely considered, and rushed to completion. Nobody expected much of a strange shrimp looking thing but hey, anything is better than nothing at this moment.

Expecting an arrancar capable of more defensive oriented things, what with that shell and weird coloring. The surprise came when that same arrancar ran out to meet the enemy. Shouting something along the lines of “Be right back Capt’n!”

Sure, he came back bloody and bruised, with an arm more or less hanging offf, but he got better… On the battlefield his Close quarters combat capabilities were quite commendable, even if his string of insults on the shinigami’s mothers were.. Less.. Appreciated.

Zanpakuto Description: A basket hilted double edged blade, it boasts a rather nice look to it, if abit of a jump from the usual japanese stylings of Zanpakuto.

Favored Hollow Technique: Sonido

Custom Hollow Techniques: N/A

~Machacar!~
Upon the young man’s shoulders descends a… Admittedly an extremely ugly coat of armored chittin, it’s appearance is abit… unpleasant to look at, like somebody swallowed several gallons of many colored paints and threw it up on it. His zanpakuto changes shape immensely, becoming a large pair of gauntlets upon his hands, they seem to have a strange system within that tenses up with energy overtime until it releases with an explosive force. This mechanism rests upon the forearms. It looks like it was made from bone.

Resurreccíon Powers:
Increased durability at minimal cost to speed from armored coat of chitin plates.

Increased Strength

The sight of the user is also impacted, becoming capable of various types of sight upon activation, solely from the left eye, but heat, night vision, even works somewhat like being able to turn up the world’s brightness in a sense.

Resurreccíon Techniques:
Focused Crush: With power built up within the gauntlets from punches or impacts when used in defense. The gathered force is expunged into a singular punch, at highest levels can crack the earth quite easily. On higher levels of charge, the mechanisms steam and heat up greatly.

​

~Stats~
Fighting is a simple pleasure, punch and be punched or, hopefully at most times, avoid being punched. It’s important to punch especially hard when you do.

CQC: 8
Hierro: 7
Hollow Techniques: 1
Resurreccíon: 3
Sonido: 6
Total: 25

 

[Karcen]

~Verriel Koufant ~

The mask is simple a featureless white mask that completely covers Verriel's face
Aspect of Death: The fear of being forgotten

Everyone wants to know their future, I just want to know my past. Verriel

​

Personality: Curious and quiet would be the best way to describe Verriel. She is more interested in the world of the living and more specifically figuring out who she was before she became a hollow. Verriel doesn't really think about the future her mind is always locked on the past and so she doesn't really have any true plans for the future. Despite her quietness Verriel isn't to much a loner but prefers to be in the crowd over the center of attention. She might also be one of the least hostile of aranncar not enjoying or wanting to fight, this plays into her tendency to try to end any fight as soon as possible. Still if she can achieve a goal without fighting Verriel will do so even trying to reason with soul reapers if they aren't trying to hard to kill her. In groups she is withotu a doubt a follower wanting others to determine the path ahead so she can always look back.

Spoiler: fight

A woman dressed in white with a face hidden behind a mask stood before the 3 reapers, despite her mask holding no eyes holes they could tell she saw them, they could feel it. There was something unnerving about the woman just looking at her was like trying to recapture a half remembered dream. You knew what you were seeing yet you always felt there was a detail missing something lost to the fog of your mind. This woman should not be here, should not see the reapers. This was a simple mission to hunt some small fry hollow that had managed to kill a rookie and send their partner running back to soul society. The report had been odd saying that the reapers partner had just died somehow. The higher ups had decided to call it some kind of camouflaged hollow and thought the rookie to shocked to realize it. This woman, was not part of the report and she was far worse than any simple hollow wandering the world of the living.

" A.. a.. arr... ar... Arrancar " One of the reapers stammered out in amazement and fear.

The woman inclined her head slightly nodding " Yes" She said her voice hardly a whisper yet easily carrying to the reapers who stood a good distance from her.

The leader of the three looked over the woman looking for her weapon and any hint as to what she could do, but only saw that she was not moving into any fighting position just standing there full of openings. He placed a hand on his Zanpakto then he heard the words.

" Canta para mi Cantante " in that whispering voice, then he blinked.

What did her hear? Had he heard anything at all? Actually what were they even standing here for and why were they all so tense?

" What are we doing ?" One of his subordinates asked.

" I can't .. We stopped to try to track the hollow" He said his mind filling in the blank with a lie that he could understand.

No sooner had the words left his lips than his other subordinate spirted blood from his chest a wound as if he had been stabbed right through the heart appearing without the blade or enemy that had done it. Fear shot through him as he looked to the other words forming then vanishing as he saw the man beside him was now missing his head. Every never in the reapers body screamed he needed to run he had to run, yet his legs wouldn't move. He knew what he needed to run and yet his mind could find no reason, no enemy to run from.

The reaper blinked and there was a woman before him, had he seen her before? he felt he had and yet he could not place it. Grey eyes, pale skin, blonde hair, the reaper just knew there was something he was missing. he knew the woman was dangerous and once more he knew he should run yet he couldn't remember why the woman was just standing there. How long had she been standing there? he had been doing something he was going to do something before this woman. The reapers wanting to scream yet he didn't know why.

" You forgot didn't you?" A voice little more than a whispered asked yet the reaper knew it wasn't a question.

He blinked again and opened his eyes and there was nothing? Was he expecting something ? Wait where were the others he had come with two others, but they were gone. No a second latter he saw them both dead on the ground killed somehow. When had that happened, when had it happened he couldn't remember.

" Wha..?" The reaper started to ask but the question was never finished as a blade burst through his chest. A black blade he had never seen before, the blade of an enemy he didn't even feel was behind him.

"Who..?" He managed to cough out as the left left him.

" Who indeed" Verriel said as the mask covered her face once more and the Garganta home opened behind her

Zanpakuto Description: A simple Ninjato with a black wood Shirasaya making it look like a long straight bit of wood.

Favored Hollow Technique: Descorrer,

Custom Hollow Techniques: N/A

~canta para mi~
Verriel herself barely changes her mask vanishes revealing her face the biggest changes are to her blade. Changing for a thin blade adept for quick kills it become something more like a Scandinavian broadsword. The blade itself is black and seemingly reflects no light aside from a mouth near the hilt of the blade that will start to sing

Resurreccíon Powers: To put it simply those around Verriel can't remember her at all. The moment they so much as blink those affected by her blade will forget Verriel completely and not regain the memories even after the blade is deactivated. It is notable that those that are deaf are immune though it needs to be true deaf ness not just drowning the song out.
Resurreccíon Techniques: N/A​

~Stats~
Unleash resurrection and strike to kill the target not time wasted holding back.

CQC: 5
Regeneración: 3
Hollow Techniques: 1
Resurreccíon: 10
Sonido: 6
Total: 25[/B]

 

[SourK]

~ Ulsa Pol ~



The remains of the mask cover the back of Ulsa's head follows down his spine.

Aspect of Death: Erosion​

Personality: Ulsa is a cheerful nihilist finding comfort that all things end and will eventually wear away and erode to dust in time. Ulsa embraces this aspect of death and gladly uses his abilities to speed up the process. He finds beauty in stripping, carving or eroding things down to dust and dislikes things to be pristine or unblemished. Ulsa prefers the quiet and solitude of the open desert to the company of other hollows but accepts that he must work together if Hueco Mundo is to be restored and the immaculate soul society is to be reduced to dust and scattered by his winds.

In battle Ulsa is careful and calculating, preferring a certain death by one thousand cuts from afar then taking risks for an quicker kill up close. When enemies are much weaker than him he tends to stretch out the fight somewhat and has recently begun trying to capture weakened or stray shinigami to question them on their kido techniques then experiment on them. If an opponent appears to be inherently stronger than him he is likely to cause a distraction and flee into the dunes using Desierto Natación.

Spoiler: fight

Ulsa fired a small barrage of blade like bala at the pursuing shinigami, gritting his teeth somewhat at the exertion of fleeing and fighting for several days with the group. Ulsa had been tempted more than once to simply dive into the sands and leave the group to thier own devices but chose to remain. The situation was not yet dire enough to require full flight. Several shots of blue flame scorched past him and one glanced his shoulder, burning his flesh. The wound was superficial and would heal but it angered Ulsa regardless. The Shinigami were gaining on them and held a confidence earned from repeated victories. Ulsa made his decision and dove into the sounds before grasping his zanpakuto and releasing his Resurreccíon. From beneath the sands at the shinigami's feet a rumbling and explosion of reiatsu pressure cam with a quiet bellow from Ulsa. "Scour, Tormenta Palido!" Ulsa erupted from the sand a short distance behind the shinigami, releasing a barage of Perforación Bala that evicerated the back of one and and cut several of the others deeply. Ulsa recoiled as several blast of kido hit hima nd burned chunks of his flesh and dived back into the sand and moved below the surface. He released his pesquisa to locate them and directed his reaistsu to gather beneath two of their feet. "Espiral Baja!" The ground beneath the two collapsed as they were sucked into the sand moments before it began churning with a vortex of xutting winds and sand that scoured and shredded them to pieces in a large misting of red spray and sand. Ulsa rose from the sand again and fired several more bala and was caught of guard and took several hard cuts from a shunpo using shinigami. Ulsa dove once more into the sands and sped after the group of hollows and focusing on his high speed regeneration to mend the wounds he travelled, hoping the wounded shinigmai would provide enough distraction to slow them in their pursuit.

Zanpakuto Description: Ulsa's zanpakuto appears as a blade hilt tucked into a sash on his back with a large spool of black wire rather than a blade. Ulsa habitually has the wire unspun and wears it around his arms and legs as a form of protection and often fiddles with the wires making cats cradle shapes or weaving little wire puppetts to dance around when bored. Ulsa can freely move the wire with his reiatsu but it is not a very strong offensive wepaon and is better suited to entangling or slowing strikes allowing Ulsa to gain distance or flee.

Favored Hollow Technique: Bala

Custom Hollow Techniques:

Almo de Vento (Soul of the Wind): Ulsa's reiatsu has an intrinsic elemental affinity to the wind and has a disnticive cutting quality. It is one of the abnormalities that manifested as a gillian that allowed him to feed swfitly subdue and feed on enough other menos to evolve into an adjucha. Ulsa can use his unique reiatsu qualities to use variations of hollow techniques or develop original techniques of his own.

Desierto Natación (Desert Swimming): As an adjudcha Ulsa's body was better adapted to propel him through the sands of hueco mundo at an astonishing speed rather than relying on sonido to move around. Though slower in his sealed state, Ulsa has retained this abiltity. This allows him quick and consistent travel beneath the dunes where sonido would be ineffective and allows him to cover dozens of miles in moments at top speed. Travelling at top speed in his sealed state causes damage due to the abrasion of the sand on his skin but this is mostly mitigated by his high speed regeneration.

Perforación (Drilling): A bala technique that uses compressed wind reiatsu to rotate the bala at high speeds before firing. The bala fired with Perforacion are smaller than usual and appear as knitting needle sized bolts of red wind that have less explosive power and detonation size in exchange for much greater penetrative power and speed. Ulsa has been working on a cero variation but this is not yet stable enough to be relied upon without risk of injuring himself or nearby allies.

Brisa (Breeze): Ulsa projects a pesquisa via a far reaching gentle breeze rather than a strong pulse. Brisa moves slower than the conventional pesquisa but is much more subtle and harder to detect and given time can cover a much greater area. Brisa trades a more precise reading of reiatsu level for coverage size and the consistent effect until recalled.

~Scour, Tormenta Palido~
​

Resurreccíon Powers:
High level reiatsu manipulation allowing for hollow techniques with greater range, complexity and power.

High speed regeneration is greatly increased

Desierto Natación (Desert Swimming) increases in speed and he does not take damage from traversing the sand at top speed.

Resurreccíon Techniques:

Amenaza de Tormenta (Gathering Storm): Ulsa draws in massive quantities of reishi particles and shapes them with his reiatsu to form a storm of wind and reishi particles akin to a high velocity sandstorm localised on himself. This not only forms a moderate sized barrier from attacks but can also be used to obscure the opponents vision of Ulsa and his attacks before they are released. The high concetration of reishi and reiatsu localized on him allows Ulsa to release more powerful attacks with less delay time. The storm can be freely manipulated at a short distance to strike at enemies directly.

Espiral Baja (Low Spiral): Ulsa directs his reiatsu as small currents through the ground before combining them and creating a momentary vacuum to pull enemies down into a shredding vortex of air and debris. ulsa canc reate three at any one time in rapid succession but sustained uses will draw a lot of reiatsu away from him.

Perforación Lluvia (Drilling Rain): Ulsa' launches a large cero like sphere of reiatsu near or around his enemies and detonates it, releasing a series of Perforación balas in all directions.




~Stats~
{Fighting Style - Ulsa uses wind based techniques to fight at range using modified balas, ranging from cutting blades to miniature tonadoes and storms. Desgaste has also been trying to develop kido like techniques by utilising and experimenting with reiatsu manipulation. He beleives with practice he might be able to create barriers using his wind reiatsu to help hide their presence or as a form of defence.

CQC: 1
Regeneración: 3
Hollow Techniques: 10
Resurreccíon: 10
Sonido: 1

Total: 25

 

[IG42]

~ Espina Rosales ~

Flower-like mask fragment in their hair, hollow hole through centre of the neck
Aspect of Death: Death feeding new life

"The wheel of life unto death unto life cannot be stopped, but the truly strong may shift which way it turns." name

​

Personality: The annoying philosophical type Espina will regularly pontificate about his views on the great cycle of life and death to both allies and enemies, believing that his actions are ultimately in service to The Cycle he is very self-assured and difficult to reason with if asked to do something that doesn't align with his views.

His obsession with spreading his brand of new life across the land leads him to take a euphoric joy in wounding opponents or even being injured himself even going so far as to bleed himself during quiet moments.

Spoiler: fight

"Rrraaargh!" A burly shinigami slashed wildly at the mass of tendrils stretching out towards him leaving a mess of bleeding stumps. "Hahahahahha yes! More! Let us bring forth a moonlit garden together!" Crowing hysterically a white clad creature swung his maimed analogue of an arm in an extravagant gesture drenching the surrounding sand, shifting below their feet creeping thorns thrust outward to grasp at the shinigami's legs.

"Run....idiot..just run." Half buried beneath a mass of stems, thorns and budding flowers another shinigami groaned out her last breath and dropped her zanpakuto from a shaking grip. Writhing stems massed together to form a hand that tenderly picked up the fallen sword by the blade. "Advance The Cycle shinigami, from your death new life springs, rise Spartoi!" Stabbing the zanpakuto into the sand the hilt bulged out into a thick stem that swiftly grew into a featureless humanoid form with the hilt embedded where a hand should be, with a muffled snarling sound the creature charged to remaining shinigami thrusting it's sword at his horrified face.

Zanpakuto Description: A multi-tailed whip covered in thorns, the tails can twine together and stiffen to resemble a normal sword blade.

Favoured Hollow Technique: Regeneración

Custom Hollow Techniques: {If any. Put N/A for now most likely, we'll learn more later.}

Reveal thyself, Agdistis
Replaces all four limbs with masses of thorny pale plant tendrils capable of twining together to form limbs or weapons.

Resurreccíon Powers: Blood shed either from his own wounds or those he inflicts that touches the ground causes thorny plants to rapidly grow and attempt to ensnare targets. Sufficiently 'fertilised' plants grow together in colonies to create a flower able to fire bala.
Resurreccíon Techniques: "Arise Spartoi!" Taking the zanpakuto of fallen shinigami and arrancar or taking the masks from hollows he can sow them in the ground causing a humanoid plant creature to grow with the zanpakuto or mask fused to it's body. In the technique's initial state the spartoi are effectively mindless zombies able to follow only the simplest commands to attack or ignore an ally.​

~Stats~
Bleed the opponent or himself enough to bind the enemy in the plants then let them bleed out.

CQC: 3
Regeneración: 7
Hollow Techniques: 5
Resurreccíon: 8
Sonido: 2
Total: 25

 

[NamelessTrax]

Name: Rey El Mono
Appearance- Standing at 5’10, short spikey brown hair with buzzed sides, and beastly greenish eyes. He appears around 21 years of age according to humans, some what devilishly handsome. Wearing a white half robe over his left shoulder, lined in black, and a thick blackened rope tied around his waistband. White baggy pants finish off into black sandals. A small scar is placed just on the right corner of his mouth, his hollow hole going through his right pectoral. Athletically fit.
{Mask Details- The mask shard appears as a circlet around his head, attached on his forehead. The design appears as a knotted band.
Aspect of Death: Denial. I’ve never lost. I can’t lose. I won’t lose. I- … I did not die…


Personality: “I am the Great Sage, Heaven’s Equal! Handsome Monkey King! I-“ “There’s no way, I couldn’t have died, I’m immortal… this is just another world for me to explore!” “So, why is there a hole in my chest?”

Mischievous, cocky, slightly arrogant. Rey believes himself the true Sun Wukong, the Great Sage, Heaven’s Equal, The Immortal Monkey King. Humor is a second coping strategy, being playful and entertaining, and charismatic to lure others in to be his “loyal followers”. He’ll follow others strictly claiming laziness, or that he chose them to make that decision for him. Despite this, Rey is fairly kind and extends a somewhat tsundere loyalty to those he claims his “followers”. The Devil help anyone who hurts his precious “Followers”.

Spoiler: Fight

“This feeling… I feel… stronger”

The area exploded as the Shinigami, who were chasing a separated hollow, just an adjuchas class menos. Through the smoke screen, they found themselves facing a newly born Arrancar. The Arrancar looked distracted as it gaze upon its hands, holding a pair of golden tonfa’s. One of the Shinigami’s shot a kido blast, but the Arrancar reacted in a flash, blocking the kido blast with a tonfa, easily dispatching it. The Shinigami flinched, a sense of fear washing over them.

Rey glanced up at his purser’s, a smirk sliding over his face, “I hear ya… yeah, let’s have some fun…. “Dance, Nube Juguetona!” Slamming his zanpakuto together, clouds burst out and covered him for a second, then formed into scale-mail armor, his tonfa’s becoming a three-section staff. A cloud remained floating near him, seemingly transient as it slowly drifted around him.

As one of the Shinigami’s shifted their foot backwards, Rey flickered right to them, the shadow of his staff looming over their head before being brought downward. The pale sands were painted crimson, the other several Shinigami went wide in panic as their comrades head just gone. Rey chuckled as he flicked the headless body, causing it to fall back. Immediately all six of the remaining shinigami rushed in, Rey collapsed his staff and held it close, taking a wide stance. Dodging, weaving, Rey moved effortlessly around their swords before leaping up into the air. Unfolding his staff, Rey held onto the two end sections, deflecting two swords in mid air on the way down. Switching his hands to the middle section, he twirled the staff around, creating a wide space around him. He stepped out, taking the end of his staff and swinging wide, sending a Shinigami flying into the distance. She’d die on impact with the column in her path. The next rushed Rey in a roar of anger, but was swiftly met with a series of quick jabs to the solar plexus and neck, sending the shinigami limp to the sand. Two more came from above, Rey crossed his arms holding the staff by the ends and pointing them behind him and up. Two small beams shot out from the tips, one was impaled through the heart, the other squarely between the eyes. The remaining two had released their shikai’s, a spike mace and a spear. Meeting them in a furry of sparks as their weapons met, Rey felt excitement course through him. With every clash he felt himself smile even bigger.

Then, he remembered the others he was with, the ones who didn’t make it. The ones who’d been beside him, before these Shinigami’s arrived. His smile turned flat, and with a tight grip, caught the Spear and broke the end off. Taking the spear tip, he jabbed into the others chest, letting him real back in pain. Before the spear user could react, Rey slung a chain section around their neck, and bashed his own head into the Shinigami’s. His Mask shard leaving a wicked impression into the now unrecognizable face. Dropping the body, he turned to the other still in pain from the spear tip. “Those others you killed, they were gonna be my loyal followers, my companions…” Rey’s eyes glowed with malice, shadowed as a now dark cloud loomed overhead. The Shinigami’s face turned with horror, letting out a splitting cry before silence followed abruptly.

Zanpakuto Description: A pair of golden tonfa's, decorated with a black metallic floral pattern.

Favored Hollow Technique: Pesquisa

Custom Hollow Techniques: Small scale lightning manipulation

~{Release Command}~
"Dance, Nube juguetona!” (Playful Cloud)
Slamming his tonfa’s together, creating a cloudy burst on impact, it reforms into a three-section staff. The third-length staffs are golden in color, each end sporting a metallic floral design, according to the linked section's representation. Connected by a red, three chain, link. The remaining clouds envelope his body, armoring him with golden scale-mail, two long dark red feathers sprout from the back of his mask shard. Reddish hair grows along his arms to the back of his hands, and the sides of his face. Growing monkey-like ears and a tail.

Resurreccíon Powers: Along with gaining armor and new weapon, the release spawns a small cloud which follows Rey’s every thought. Strength, agility, and raw power are all increased.
Resurreccíon Techniques:

Hermanito: A seemingly sentient cloud that follows and obey’s Rey with a mere thought. Hermanito is capable of summoning lightning, rain, and the occasional thunderous boom. Hermanito is also used a form of transportation as well.

Rainy Clones: Hermanito spreads a rainy fog over the battlefield, creating an illusion of clones of Rey’s form. While they cannot physically or otherwise attack, it serves as a good distraction as the real Rey can slip around to make a surprise attack.

Stone Monkey: Sometimes his already hard skin is not enough, and when his resurrecíon is released, he can fully envelop himself in a hard stone-form as a defensive technique. While active, his movement is severely limited. The more he moves, the weaker the stone becomes.

Huelga: At his command, Hermanito will strike the target with a powerful lightning bolt. This attack does need time to charge after each use.

Thunderous Buddha: Commanding Hermanito to him, Rey puts his palms together as if to pray, summoning a giant vision of golden light in the form of a Buddhist gong. Rey will then slam his staff against it, ringing the gong with a booming ring. Should the Targeted persons hearing the gong, harbor any violence towards Rey, they will feel a booming pulse within their body. Suffering internal damage. This move can only be performed once each release of resurrecíon.


~Stats~
Fighting Style - Wild, Wing Chun, Kung Fu. Fights up close, able to create distance with reach of his resurreccíon three-section staff. Occasionally uses bala even cero if situation calls for it.

CQC: 8
Hierro: 4
Hollow Techniques: 3
Resurreccíon: 5
Sonido: 5
Total: 25 {Get 25 starting out. Espada and captains are generally about 125'ish.}

 

[InsaneAsylum]

~ Diosa ~

What’s left of Diosa’s mask rests on her head as a feather headband. She often wears a false mask resembling a ram.
Aspect of Death: War
[quoteblock=Diosa]War gives us the opportunity to die with meaning. Why shouldn’t I share this gift with everyone?[/quoteblock]​

Personality: A well of energy is constantly boiling within Diosa, making sure she’s never sitting still. She’s always finding a way to keep garner the attention of others. Whether it be through annoying her comrades, or ‘conscripting’ new hollows into the ranks of Las Dias. Many people call her annoying, aggravating, or crazy. They wouldn’t be wrong in saying so though. Diosa prefers the word persistant. Diosa has a habit of doing things to people simply to see how they react. It tends to be her way of getting to know someone. This tends to cause conflict more often than not. Diosa loathes war. To this end, she tries to participate in battle as little as possible, preferring to support an ally from afar or just help make plans. However, when she finds herself called upon, Diosa will not hesitate to give her all to a fight without holding back.

Spoiler: fight

Instinctivly, Diosa’s hands rose to her face. An overwhelming feeling spread across her body as her fingers reached behind her mask. She began to tug. Piece by piece she destroyed her mask, freeing herself. With her mask gone, a new feeling overcame Diosa. She was stronger, and more focused. Her mind was no longer plagued by a constant urge to eat.

Without realizing it, Diosa’s hand moved onto her zanpakuto. Out of curiosity she drew her blade. The green light of hueco mundo’s heart reflected off it.

“So I guess this is what they all died for,” The newborn arrancar whispered to herself. She turned to the gem and held her blade in the air above her head dramatically. She cast her eyes onto the gem, powered by the reiatsu of countless fallen hollows.

“As long as I live, our war against the shinigami isn’t over!”

Zanpakuto Description: A simple katana with a tan wooden handle and no guard.

Favored Hollow Technique: Garganta

Custom Hollow Techniques:
Cero Lanzer: A thin Cero meant for piercing.

~{Conquista Sangrienta}~

A short white dress drapes itself around Diosa, and dark grey armor grows from
The dress to protect her shoulders, elbows, hands, legs, and feet. White feathers made of spiritual energy eprotrude from the gaps in the armor. They often fall out when Diosa is struck, but new ones always seem to emerge. In this form Diosa wields a tall battle-flag with a blade on the tip made from the same material as her armor. In this form she still wears her ram mask.

Resurreccíon Powers: Diosa can share her Reiryoku with those she pays attention to. The more focused her attention becomes, the more powerful the rate she shares her reishi. However, this power also works in reverse. Those who pay attention to Diosa will share their reiryoku with her. Weaker individuals will share their reiryoku at an increased rate.

Resurreccíon Techniques: {If you have anything specific you scream while terrorizing.}​

~Stats~
Fighting Style - Diosa outlasts her foes both physically, and mentally.

CQC: 3
Hierro: 8
Hollow Techniques: 3
Resurreccíon: 10
Sonido: 1
Total: 25

 

[Hanarei]

~ Ainara de Herrera ~

The remains appear as a Necklace around her neck wit what appears to be teeth along the neck.
Aspect of Death: Desperation

Sometimes it takes cruel actions to further push the greater good. Ainara

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Personality: Ainara often puts on a rather cheerful front coming off rather kind and almost motherly in how she speaks with others. Despite the front she is rather mute when it comes to showing off her emotions, often putting on more of an act. Despite her seeming warm demeanor, she can be incredibly ruthless. She can be unflinching willing to take a life who she views as a threat or if it might be deemed to be a necessary action.

Spoiler: fight

The lone figure sat upon her knees as if weeping. Long red hair seemed almost to glow as red translucent looking wings lightly waivered behind her, partially curled up as if seeking to comfort her. Her head tilted down almost as if in morning standing before what appeared to be a stone statue vaguely resembling a shinigami. Only silence filling the air as she remained in such a position even as a Shinigami approached rather cautiously. The man's blade drawn as he approached rather on guard while being quite silent in his steps.

"Do... you think we are monsters of our own will? Are we not allowed to exist... to struggle on wanting to live as broken of an existance as we might be?"

Her voice escaped clearly showing she was aware of his approach. The Shinigami staying on guard though being a bit more bold as he stepped closer, walking through the white sands of such a desolate wasteland. His eyes unable to help but glance up on the figure as he seemed to take notice of the stature more. The horror quick to fill his mind noticing the resemblance to his own squad mate, albeit with a look of horror on their face. Clutching the blade tighter he approached standing behind her within cutting distance lifting the blade up a look of anger in his eyes though showing some restraint.

"Then accept a swift death so your soul might be at piece, you unfortunate monster."

As the man spoke he took one more step in starting to swing his blade down attempting for a swift powerful blow to end it quickly. As he began to swing, the woman's right 'wing' suddenly began to pull away lashing back from where it had curled forward. The Shinigami's eyes quickly caught sight of it shifting his guard as he prepared to jump away blocking the blow though being struck elsewhere as he jumped back. The blow itself seeming rather gentle like nudge. His eyes fixating on her as a strange sensation began to fill his body where she had made contact.

"I pity you... I really do... even if filled with anger you seemed to attempt to show mercy. Unfortunately... I can't do much the same. That is just how things are... and sparing you would only lead you to murder more of my kin... as flawed as many might be. You understand... i hope?"

Ainara spoke as she slowly stood up. The wings resting back in place as she turned her body partially turning her head. Her reddish brown eyes glancing at the man with a soft smile on her lips. As she did so the Shinigami let out a gasp of discomfort as a strange stinging pain filled his body where she had touched him. His arm shaking as his body began to turn grey and stone like as he attempted to move his arm finding it unable to do so. The sensation slowly flowing through his body as his meager reiatsu was incapable of stopping the tsunami of 'venom' she had injected into him. Her body turning as she walked close the man as she gasped out half of his body already stone as the progress seemed to slow only seeming to increase the agony.

"Sorry... it seems I made you suffer more then i wanted. It's okay... I'll end it quickly."

She spoke as she pointed her blade, a strange hue of red light glowing from it resembling that of her 'wings'. She lifted the blade up slicing down on his unturned side. The man doing what half hearted of a gasp he could. The wound quickly erupting as his other side swiftly began to change the toxin rushing through his body until only but a stone statue remained. His look of discomfort plain as she stared at him. Her hand lifting the blade up glancing at it.

"Believe it or not... I do not like to kill... but it is what must be done to survive." Her eyes coldly glanced at the blade on her blade. Her tongue reaching out lapping it up as she tasted it. A feeling of refreshment filling her body at the taste. The man's stone figure shifting a bit in the sand as it began to tilt over before falling onto its back fully frozen in place. Her eyes glancing down upon him and forward. The last of them she could only assume. Her free hand lifting up glancing down at her hand as if lost in thought to her more human appearance.

Zanpakuto Description: A whitish-silver blade roughly 28 inches in length. The silver guard is partially slanted out towards the brownish red grip on the bladed side.

Favored Hollow Technique: Cero

Custom Hollow Techniques: N/A

~Coalesce, Stheno~
Aina's hair turns a lighter shade of red as hundreds of red glowing partially transparent tendrils flow out from her back moving in unison giving off an almost wing like appearance. Her blade itself becomes partially translucent having a similar red glow oozing from the blade.

Resurreccíon Powers: Her ability manifests both with her blade and more notably with the tendrils on her back. Her tendrils are able to be used as a form of attack with the ability to regrow quickly should they be cut off or receive damage. The tendrils themselves while appearing almost harmless are able to inflict a foe upon physical touch. A part of her reiatsu is emitted into her target. Her reiatsu corrupts what it touches acting like a localized poison. Should enough be injected it can turn the area infected into stone or even the entire individual leaving nothing but an empty withered stone husk.
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~Stats~
Ainara is primarily relies on being in close range in which she can catch her foe off guard and effectively 'poison' them.

CQC: 4
Hierro: 4
Hollow Techniques: 1
Resurreccíon: 10
Sonido: 6
Total: 25

 

[Ganryu]

~ Agustín Reyes ~


Mask: A soul patch of bone descends down Agustín, half way to his chest. When he folds his neck down, it justly barely taps against his sternum
Aspect of Death: The Lost

I feel old, but as long as they need me, I will draw breath and I WILL BE Hueco Mundo itself, as the last of the Espada. name

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Personality: Protective as a Father, Agustín watches out for the hollows around him. He feels a grave responsibility as the last of the Espada, and tends to try and shoulder as much of a burden as possible. With his injuries, it makes it difficult, forcing him to delegate, but he always is watching out for his army, if only from a distance.

Agustín tends to be a man of absolutes, and whatever he speaks, he expects done. If something is his job, he'll do it without question. If he tells someone that it is their job, he expects them to do it. In an odd way, it's his way of showing faith in them, trusting his underlings implicitly.

Agustín is often frustrated as his injuries, breaking out into cursing often. Despite that, he grudgingly recognizes his shortcomings, and tries to train others to take his place. He doesn't get to see action often, mostly acting as the man in the chair.

Spoiler: fight

White robes flashed as a cocky shinigami flung his blade to the side, blood dripping from it as an arrancar lay on his knees panting, multiple wounds staining the sands red.

"The last of the Espada. I dare say I'll be commended for finishing you off. Corrupted souls have no business existing. Neither in the world of the living, nor in their own plane. It interferes with the balance of souls too much. Now can you go ahead and die. I don't trust my squad to finish off those survivors."

The Espada gripped his bleeding eye, everything turning blurry. Planting his ax in the ground, he shakily made it to his feet, favoring it more as a crutch than a weapon, a hole through the side of his right knee looking particularly nasty. Despite that,

"It is as you say. I am the last of the Espada. But, I, and the rest of the hollows already exist. I'm not getting into some philosophical discussion about it. I'll protect them to the last. But I can see one area you're weaker than me."

The shinigami raised an eyebrow.

"I think those hollows are going to be just fine. That's what it means to be a good leader, to trust in your men." Agustín smiled as he held a thumb in the direction of the cave. A cero shot out of it, the burnt corpse of a shinigami flying out, and landing between the two, falling limp. The smile on the wounded Arrancar grew.

Both he and the captain stood for several moments, just facing eachother as the sands blew, picking up speed and ruffling their hair. The moon overhead shimmered with light, stars shining on the sands of Hueco Mundo.

Both were still as statues. Then, all at once, they moved, swinging their weapons forward, and crying out:

"RAVAGE, PADRE TIEMPO!"

"BAN-KAI!"

The sands of Heuco Mundo themselves shook in an earthquake of Spiritual Pressure.

Zanpakuto Description: A large rusted ax sits on Agustín's back, with worn wood as the handle travelling down the handle

Favored Hollow Technique: Descorrer

Custom Hollow Techniques:

Boca de Nada - Opening a garganta infront of Agustín, a dozen begin to unravel around an opponent. Firing a cero into his, the cero splinters like a prism, raining in every direction around the enemy, converging on a single point.

Garganta Cerrando Space distorts infront of Agustín. As a weapon or attack pass through it, a garganta quickly opens, trapping the attack halfway through. Enough power can force it back out, but it generally remains stuck.

Descorrer Tosiendo Charging into a garganta in a tackle, space behind an enemy shatters open, Agustín charging at them full power. While he is not particularly fast, Agustín's sheer weight makes him hit like a truck.

Bala de la Hacha A bala made with the head of Agustín's ax, it is as sharp and biting as if he had hit you directly with the weapon itself. By striking two together, he can create a wedge and hammer, shattering through armor and shielding Kido.

~ Ravage, Padre Tiempo~

*Yes, I'm stealing Reinhardt FC. Agustín becomes covered in rusted armor grown over with plants that makes movement slow.
Resurreccíon Powers: A sandstorm blasts out of Agustín's armor, engulfing the area in sand and wind. The sand has the property of deteriorating anything it touches, depending on it's spiritual power. Zanpakuto rust, garment becomes rotted, and skin cracks. Weaker opponents can be ground to dust from the sands themselves, but they tend to simply make everything they touch weaker and decaying. The power tends to take a lot of time to work, meaning Agustín is{was} better at long fights than short ones, as if an opponent could wear him down first, his sands didn't matter.

Resurreccíon Techniques:

Arenas del Perdito The name of his passive sandstorm that turns all to dust.

Arena Pesada Gripping an opponent in his large hand, he focuses the sandstorm of time into an enemy, crushing them and slowly deteriorating them away to dust if they are unable to escape.

Desierto Vacío The sandstorm picks up, hiding Agustín for a moment, suppressing his spiritual pressure by spreading it out in the sands, allowing him to ambush enemies easier.

Arena de Cero A cero that replaces the beam of energy with grinding sand to sandblast his problems away,



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~Stats~
Slow, but grinding, Agustín tries to wear his opponent out, chipping away at them constantly force, until they're worn down enough for one big blow to shatter them. Agustín's injuries, especially to his legs, make it difficult for him to keep up with most, but he's tricky enough to surprise nearly anyone.

CQC: 24
Hierro 26
Hollow Techniques: 34
Resurreccíon: 31
Sonido: 10
Total: 125