Rashir Chikara

Name: Rashir Chikara
Alias/Nickname: Shi no Keitai (Embodiment of Death)

Gender: Male
Age At Death: 18
Mode of Death: Killed by a Hollow

Real Age: 372
Visual Age: 18

Personality: Rashir is a normally calm man with a blank expression on his face nearly always. He loses control of his body when someone makes him angry. Due to this, he has taught himself to control his emotion to the point where no emotion is showed whatsoever, thus explaining his blank expression. Despite his emotional control, he still cares about those around him, regardless of him knowing them or not. Originally, his personality was a happy man who was angered easily. But as his life continued, he was forced to learn how to control his emotion due to the emotions of others, which he can sense, increasing his own and his lack of control when he loses his temper. When he is angry, his rage fuels his strength and speed, making him a stronger opponent, but his movements and attacks are irrational and illogical almost every time. Seldom can he control himself when he is in a fit of rage. Even when he is angry, he will do all he can in order to protect those he deems innocent, even to the point of losing his life.
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Appearance:
Rashir is a large man with very pail blonde hair. He wears a sleeveless shirt with a metal undershirt and baggy black pants. He also wears simple black shoes, a golden earring, a short cape, and two arm-guards.

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Shirt: His shirt is a pale tan with a gold outer trim. The sides have a black trim. The back of the shirt is smooth, while the front has layers that are not attached to the lowest layer. There is also a small piece of leather attached to the left side of his shirt, attached to that is a black leather belt.

Undershirt: The undershirt is of a similar make to platemail and is a shining black color. There is also a gold ring attached to the bottom of the undershirt.

Cape: On the right, the cape is segmented tan strips with black trim. On the left, it takes the form of a small black wing. White fur is attached to the top of the base of the wing.

Arm-guards: On his right arm, he wears a black-leather bracer with a silvery-bronze wristguard as a finish. On his left arm, he wears a black metal bracer along with a fingerless black-leather glove.

Nationality: Celtic (Pronounced KELTIK, not seltic.)
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 219lb.
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Location: Wandering Seireitei
Division:11th

History:
Rashir's life before becoming a Shinigami was never great. He lived the life, if short, of a detached human, a human who trained himself to keep his emotion in check. He did this because of his anger. Ever since he was a child, he had a very happy personality but a short temper. When he was eight years old, another boy made him angry and he blacked out, waking up with the other boy crying and himself being punished. Because of his anger, he had few friends. And another factor that made it worse was that he could feel the emotions of those around him. His sense for other people's emotion amplified his own. Due to his amplified emotions, he began training his mind to keep his emotions in control around the age of ten.

Around the age of twelve, he began to feel emotions of those he thought dead. Over time, he began to get used to his feelings and was surprised by another new ability to see the dead. He got used to this ability, too. Though he got used to his abilities, they still scared him.

After he turned eighteen, a scream of anger and pain intertwined was nearby. Rashir had never heard a scream like this before. He came upon what he thought was a man in great pain, but there was something wrong with this man, then he realized there was a hole through the man's chest. Then the man disappeared entirely, and another entity appeared and attacked him. He saw a flash of the creatures face, it was the man who had been screaming, but his face was being covered by a whit mask. His sight went dark. He had been murdered at eighteen years of age.

When he awoke, Rashir's body felt heavy and numb. He looked up in front of him to see a man in a black kimono slash through the monster that had attacked him. Rashir felt something on his chest that made him heavier, there was a broken chain attached to him. The man in the strange attire had told him that he would be sent to a place where he could develop. Develop what? He wondered. Then the man touched the pommel of his sword to his forehead.


Rashir awoke in a strange place, the locals called it Rukongai. It was stricken with poverty and only water was sold, no food. He was hungry, but everywhere he looked, there was no food. Eventually, the man who had sent him here in the first place had found him. The man never told him his name, he only told him that he was to be taken to the Shinigami Academy.

Rashir spent his next ten years in the Shinigami Academy. He had graduated with top ranks in swordsmanship, but much lower ranks in Kidou use. He was stationed in the Eleventh Division of the thirteen.
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Rp Sample:
Rashir had been assigned to watch over a small town in the real world for a small amount of time. He was not sure why they had placed him here, but he did not question his superiors.

Then he felt a large pulse of reiatsu. There were at least twenty Hollow appearing at once. He fought with all his strength in order to save the town. He had killed twelve before they had touched a human in this town. As he found five more, he saw them devour a soul. His sense of protecting an innocent had kicked in. He grew from calmness, to anger, to pure rage. All of his control had disappeared. If there was one thing he could never forgive, it was someone's needless death.

His body fought on its own. He could see the fighting this time. He saw how his trained muscle fought as if he had never been taught how to fight. After killing a few Hollow, he completely blacked out.

He regained his sanity too late. His body had fought with no skill, only rage. He found that he had defeated most of the Hollow, but he had a large gash half the length of his sword down his chest. He lay there, dying. Then more Shinigami arrived. The last he could remember was the rest of the Hollow being wiped out and being found by a Fourth Division healer.

(OOC: Before I apply, what would elite do for my character?)