: 2ndFormer Rank:
168 lb.Eye Color:
Black/Gray Hair Color/Style
: Jet black Complexion:
Caramel Any distinguishing features:
Dog color around his neck with a metal plate on it, carved inside is the symbol for wind in Japanese character. Picture:
He's somewhat cold-hearted at times but that's because people treat him that way because of his appearance. He often fighting and has a short temper. He is funny at times when he wants to be, well at least what he thinks is funny. (Which is terrorizing other people for no reason.) When in his serious mood he seems a bit emo but that's just the way he is. He is also very interested in girls...so I guess you can say pervy at some points but he can restrict it. He has a vast verity of personality but the main sticks to his very talkative and protecting towards anyone in a situation which he thinks they can't handle. He sometimes gets carried away while other people are in trouble and he steps in to help. Sexuality:
Rono was adopted after being found out in the rain, left on his grandfathers porch. Years after his grandfather raised him up to be just like other Japanese, but being only half many made brutal comments about him while he attended grade school. He found some what or a little stability when he reached middle school he made a few friends, good ones that actually stuck up for him while others lashed out at him for being half Japanese.
He had a deep dislike for all of those people who attacked him for no reason. He was getting fed up with his life style and started to fight back, no longer standing around letting the few friends he had fight his battles all the time. He became very active in the fighting sense, he took a lot of beating and delivered them. It was then on no one lashed out against him anymore, for a while.
He had actually earned a reputation for being one of the most feared fighters in the school. "Urufu, Ookami" His eyes were fool of anger and loathing, the reminded his opponents of an angry wolf backed into a corner. Hatred almost consumed his life, but his grandfather helped him of that, daily training session, daily beating to learn discipline and restriction.Rono learned the hard way, but he learned.
While is ore than your place to stand up for yourself, you can't be submerged in your own reason. His life became more structured and sound thanks to that man that took him in off of his porch all those years ago. Rono thought he has freed himself of all the unjust reasons from being different, being in all of the fights in middle school his was simply hostile and many students were displeased by his smug and rude attitude.
Rono was walking home from school one, his first day of of the second trimester. The rain came down like a waterfall hitting the ground, making it almost impossible to walk on without slipping just a little. It was probably not such a good idea to do such a stupid thing, yet he did it anyway, being as apathetic as he was. A car whipped around the corner screeching, as the water shot up from the ground, due to the speed of the car's wheels. The sound was loud in Rono's ears, he didn't even turn back to see how far the car was from his body, he had come to terms with his fate, not even definitely know the out come.
The care swerved off of the road and pounded into his body pounding him into a nearby wall, the building that the car whipped the corner on. His ribs were crushed, his heart was thumping at a slower passe, it was still raining, harder and harder. Rono looked up ad the rain drops filled his eyes, mixed in with the tear he had shed, seeing his grandfather for the last time in an envision, he closed his eyes and drifted off silently.After Life
Rono roamed around his grandfather temple, watching over the old ma that had took him in all those years ago. He visited the shrine that the old man had made for Rono almost daily, simply staring at it from hours on end. He couldn't grasp the concept even amongst it, he was confused and lost. He slept over his grandfather trying to make sure that no harm would come to him, but once it did what could he do to stop him, warn him? No that wasn't a possibility he slowly grew out of his apathetic life style , knowing it wouldn't get him any farther than he had already went.
He felt emotionless, still faced, he never cried once when he saw the few people he knew morning his death. Over time he was finished saying all of his "goodbyes", "sorry", and "thank-yous." He was fairly ready to pass on, to leave the world that made him into the type of person he was. He knew not all were so judgmental but none the less, he felt betrayed. One day as his grandfather had settled, and sleep.
He heard something coming from the far back room of his grandfathers temple. It sounded like some hug, a horrible whaling that shattered glass, yet grandfather stayed asleep. It was obvious this whaling wasn't anything from the physical world. He ran towards the sound foolishly, only to confront a enormousness masked creature, peering above even the most largest statue in the large room. Rono stood their face to face. He got in a position to begin running, the creature readied himself to catch him.
He had no choice but to run, but how far would he get without being reached. It was now or never, Rono quickly whipped his body around and took off in a full sprint, as he ran he saw a black figure blow past him, only looking from the corner of his eyes he saw a female in a black kimono. She swiftly unsheathed a sword and jumped into the air and forced it into the creatures mask, slicing through like it was simply butter. Rono had stopped running and looked back as the girl landed and sheathed her blade. He simply stood their in admiration and gratitude. Before she unsheathed her sword once again she smiled at him warmly and said that his grandfather was alright. He had question...But he couldn't get them out. She patted the end of her hilt to his forehead and sent him to the after life, passing on. Soul Society:
Rono got to the Soul Society, it wasn't everything he had expected it to be being bound to the Rukongai he wasn't satisfied with his lifestyle.Rono bared it a few years at the minimum but he got fed up with it one morning. But so it seemed it had someone talking about these entities that were warriors, and how they were so superior to the rest of all the other inhabitants of the Soul Society.
Rono interrupted curtly looking into the patrons of the people having the conversations and intimidated the information right out of them.He had developed a new mentality being their for so long. Rono was told that there was some kind of academy that the dead could attend if they had a fair amount of reiatsu. Rono was more than capable of supplying a fair dosage. Rono thought he could scratch his way to the top by applying force to his after life and he did so in the same. He trained and studied in the Academy and made his way through each of his classes, but specific ones he has enact for specific aspect of his studies, which was hand to hand combat and speed courses.
After time had coursed by he was at the top of the class at these two courses, he excelled beyond all the others like he had planned for. After a short while He graduated and was appointed to 2nd division as a seated officer. After a while he had gotten better and better at his duties, faster and more efficient, after his first year in the division he had masted shunpo, upon this discover the officials of the courtyard squad recommended him for a higher position that a seated officer. He was brought up through the ranks to reach the lieutenant of the 2nd division. Rono felt a sense of accomplishment, after all that time loathing himself for for wallowing in self pity . Rono felt pride for the first time in a long time. Horōka
One day on a mission ordered by his taicho, he was to go on reconnaissance to see why the menos were attacking so frequently. Rono got to the location and saw no menos in the area he only heard a certain chime, ringing in his ear, like a bell chiming in and out, he could free himself of the noise, it was constantly getting louder and louder, making him break down where he stood, saliva dripped from his opened mouth, trying to catch a breath and regain his composure, or sanity if you will.
There was a flicker of light as he began to white out, his forehead banged against the ground full force, the mask had already began accumulating, a blanket of immense reiastu befell the forest, making the tree shake in fear due to the wind and pressure seeping out into the area. Rono didn't know what was happening all he could co was bare the pain, hoping that it would soon fade after the while was up. The earth quacked beneath his knees the ground shattered to pieces, seeming that his body got heavier. Rono yelled out of sheer agony he strained and pressed his left hand against the ground, pushed himself up as his mouth was completely submerged beneath the completed mask .
Rono looked towards the sky and then pressed that same hand he had pushed himself up with around where his face would be, all he could feel is a skeletal frame, hard and warm. Rono's eyes gave way as he could no longer see anything but white. He fell to his knees and hit the ground face first once again and the mask slowly began to break down and evaporate into the air, forming into individual shards and change to a white flow of spirit particles. A few hours later Rono didn't know definitely what had happened to him, but there was one thing he did know, he couldn't go back. He picked up his zanpaktou and began to walk onward to a fateUnknown Mask InformationName:
A man that looks the same as him, but with longer white hair, and a pale skin tone that contradicts Rono's. His physic is similar to that of Rono's as well he has silver colored eyes that could cut through to someones very core and make them stand still and tremble in fear due to the sheer terror. He stands on par with Rono in terms of height. He has long and sharp claws that protrude about an in out of his pale white fingers. His lips hide a a devilishly sharp pair of fangs. He wears almost an emotionless expression every time he is seen. His eyes are full of loathing, wanting to take every fiber of Rono's being, yet they reached a compromise, as long as Rono stayed alive Hiroshi would have a chance to take him over completely but most likely that won't be the case. Unique Ability:
Extreme Speed- Able to tap into an incredibly fast pace that enables him to eliminate small prey quickly as possible.
White Cero-white flash of light with slight destructive capability, filled with such immense spiritual that it rips through the air acting as if gravity didn't exist. This could very well be one of the fasts of all cero. It is very in accurate while in mid stride it may curve like a bullet that has changes course. But if it does actually hit the intended target their will be a considerable amount of damage done. This cero requires a minimum of 40% of his reiastu.Hollow Mask Appearance:
5 posts Cooldown:Zanpakuto InformationBlade Name:
Kaze No OokamiSealed Blade appearance:
Shikai Information~Release Phrase:
"Bare Your Fangs..."Released blade appearance:
Shikai Techniques/Abilities Name of abilty/technique:
Misute rareta Geiru (Forsaken Gale)Description:
Whispering the words he is permitted to shift the winds in his area to his will. He may force them to form massive blades that can cut through even solid stone, or even flimsy metal substances. It may also form a linear pattern that form into invisible projective that lash out towards it's target. Once it hits it's mark where every the may be. The target hear it. The howls of the wind, sounds of a wolf calling for it's pack. Duration:
3 uses Cool Down:
1 to accumulate a flow of air. Name of abilty/technique:Description:Duration:Cool Down:Preparation:Other TechniquesSwordsmanship:
Mastered Hand to hand
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