Tsuyo Maboroshi• Titles:• Appearance Age:
18• True Age:
Innocent Rogue (Needs to join/meet Vizard Corps)• Appearance Description:
Having a rather standard physique for someone of his heritage, gender, and age, the youthful male figure known as Tsuyo has relatively light toned skin. Complimented with a fairly thick and sturdy set of bones and appendages, with an average height of just over 6 feet, and weighing exactly 180 pounds, his body seemed that of your average overly athletic Shinigami of age 20.• Appearance Picture:
His eyes were a dull brown, almost like the color of wet sand after the tide recedes back into the ocean. Colbalt streaked ebon hair that rose to form spikes in random assortments and intervals, which were medium in length decorated what would otherwise be the scalp and majority of his head and skull.
As said, with large hands, feet, and broad shoulders, it is easy to tell the definition of his slim yet powerfully lean muscle that coated and layered every crevice of his body. Tension revealed with every flex and stretch of his muscles that Tsuyo was very much a physically dominating person for his height, even though there are still those that outmatch his athleticism. Oddly enough, however, his nose was relatively petite and fragile looking, contrasting from the other larger features of his body of flesh.
The youth can be seen from his body at first sight, from the tightness of his skin, the brightness in his hair. Even deciding to mark his body besides the random scratches and indentations of skin left from scars from the battlefield.
As a man, there are many things Tsuyo can be noted to be. Arrogant, assertive, especially around women, Tsuyo has found himself striving to impress and swoon just about any skirt he comes across. His goal as a man is to raise his own family, and see the true fruits of life with his own eyes.Peaceful
Tsuyo has found that hostility does not interest him much at all. He holds no hate for his enemies; only resentment. Resentment for the fact they had to come to him with the idea of picking a fight, resentful for their obnoxious belligerence, and most of all the feeling of guilt for having to put them down.Honorable
Tsuyo has found that, above all, he likes to test his bravery, and valor, rather than his deceiving nature, and cunning ability to befuddle their actions taken against him. It is his might, and his will against theirs. This aspect has brought Tsuyo much discipline and respect for all Shinigami alike. The life they chose was certainly not easy.Honest
Not finding it appropriate to lie to anyone, unless there was a vital reason as to why, such as a mission’s secrecy, he is often found to be upfront and truthful with his words and reasoning. Most all of he feels this way much more strongly with his closer allies, and friends if they got that far with Tsuyo.Competitive
Being a figure of masculinity and physical domination, it is not entirely uncommon for Tsuyo to be seen as arrogant or assertive about his skills and prowess, be it in combat or the action of partaking in some sort of sport. Performing mentally, physically, and spiritually were all completely different aspects that one could be tested in, by various means and tasks. Because of this competitive nature, Tsuyo has often strived, and succeeded with his valiant efforts.Romancer
Tsuyo has found that girls simply don’t fall into your lap. At least not the ones that are truly worthy, instead of just looking for a quickie in the closest room available. He has preserved himself thus far, and has been looking for the right girl to start his “love life” with. He isn’t very picky, and he’s looking for a more suitable match, rather than the hottest piece of ass he can lay his eyes on. Trust is one of the biggest issues Tsuyo can have with a person.Vizard (Unwillingly Infected)
Tsuyo has recently been afflicted by what he considers to be a curse, having to fend himself from the likes of a Hollow that may was well be his own kin, birthed within his inner realm. Not very aware of the Vizard, it is uncharted territory for Tsuyo, who has yet to really understand any of the future endeavors. One thing is sure, he hated it
. Worst he wouldn't be able to return home, to the Soul Society, where his friends and allies were, unaware of what had taken place. It was impossible, he was a threat to them now; a risk. Now he had to go forth with this disease, the tainted soul of his, and try to continue something, anything
with the life he had left. The only question he had left was if he would be able to continue to do good, for everyone and anyone that was kindred alike.• Likes:
Girls. Kidō. Socializing. Training. Zanpakutō.• Dislikes:
Arrancar. Demon. Hollow. Quincy.
Vizard. Phantom Tech.
As per his years as a plus soul in the Rukongai, Tsuyo was born there, and never lived as a human, or at least not that he is aware of. His life has spanned from being a young toddler that was spoon-fed by his own two loving parents, all the way to being a Shinigami of the Ichibantai (First Division), albeit unseated and fairly unacknowledged.
That wasn't to say that Tsuyo wasn't a hard worker, as he spent much of the time with his youth learning how to use his body as a weapon. Then, once he understood that, applying a weapon to combat made things all that much easier on him. From ages fifty to one-hundred (50 - 100), Tsuyo had simply trained himself physically, fist-fighting and with bokken, sometimes finding himself with a real sword bout on his hands. Because of this lifestyle, much pain was sustained on Tsuyo's end, and he was resilient enough to show it.
From ages one-hundred to one-hundred and twenty-five (100 - 125), Tsuyo had finally been matured and educated enough,in literacy, mathematics, spiritual science, as well as the understanding of reiatsu and reiryokou. With that under his belt and entering into the academy by age one-hundred and fifty (150), it took him ten (10) years, until age one-hundred and sixty (160), to graduate from the academy, being drafted into the Ichibantai and staying there ever since.
Within the last twenty-five (25) years of Tsuyo's life, up until age one-hundred and eighty-five (185), Tsuyo has been instructed in both the tactics and brute aspects of combat with the Hollow, as well as the other menacing races that weren't so kindred to the Shinigami. However, he had a close call with an Adjuchas Hollow that overran him and his entire task force. With his single sealed Zanpakutō on his person, Tsuyo still barely managed to make a scratch on it's chest, before his back had a moderate gash streaking diagonally across his flesh.
With the scent of blood in the air invigorating the hollow, Tsuyo acted as though he flinched as it charged him, staking the Zanpakutō of his through his body, and into the masked hollow's face behind him, stopping the beast dead in it's tracks, dissipating past Tsuyo in a flurry of Reishi particles. However, the wound of Tsuyo's had been afflicted by some sort of freezing technique, his flesh now taking on a blue hue, and a sharp pain coursing through him in the bordering flesh.
Grabbing a hold of the Zanpakutō and pulling it out, an extra sword was manifested from the one, and transformed before Tsuyo's eyes. Still, the other one was yet to be withdrawn, and as he grabbed onto it with his other hand, n eerily distraught male voice rose from the depths of his mind, almost as if he was thinking, or talking to himself. Before he could even pull it out, the area around him seemed to change, almost warping the spacial dimension around him. Inside a dark, foggy room, Tsuyo stood upon grey, murky water that somehow allowed one to stand on it, fully stable as if it were a solid floor. However, with each movement, ripples in the water were still made, or at least that was the visual effect.
A wispy with it's right hand clutching the sword still staked in Tsuyo's torso, he made a slight tug, ushering the boy slightly closer before he spoke, making Tsuyo wince once from the pain.
" You...Time...Come... "
His words seemed to muffle in and out, as a dark black mist began rising from the water, which was now freezing into what appeared to be black ice. Noticing that the temperature was dropping, Tsuyo simply stood up and stared at the shady figure.
" You must be...my Zanpakutō Spirit... "
Within a moment, the black mist seemed to fluctuate and grow thicker, as the figure before him writhed and shrieked loudly whilst letting go of the blade plunged in Tsuyo. It was an agonizing sound and distraction, coupled with the sensation of being blinded and gagged by the mist, Tsuyo was more disoriented than he had ever felt in his life.
Everything seemed to be building up within him, before he felt the sudden need to rip the sword from within him, using his left hand to do so as the right was holding the other sword. The black mist which seemed to fill the area was almost sucked into his wound, watching all of his flesh soon mend into a solid blue hue, soon after returning to it's warm, pink fleshy state.
With two Zanpakutō in his hands, Tsuyo could feel the strain of the Zanpakutō on him as he tried to stay afoot, his stance soon coming to a kneel before the spirit, which had halted it's belligerent behavior, and rest it's hand upon his shoulder.
" Time...Improve...Persevere... "
Looking at each other, Tsuyo could feel the strain on his body coming to a point where passing out was the only available option, due to the increasingly high amount of physical and spiritual fatigue. Even mentally, the ideal of being asphyxiated, blinded, and already suffering a potentially fatal wound had been weighing down on him. Trying to muster some sort of communication or movement, Tsuyo spoke as he leaned forward, passing out in both this world, and the real one.
" Will I see you again? "
No movements, from the head, lips, or other parts of the figure's body had moved, but in spite of that fact, the voice was still heard, as everything seemed to fade to black whilst Tsuyo looked at them for the last few moments of consciousness with an expression that depicted he wanted more from this conversation; this meeting.
" That's entirely up to you. "
Waking up several days later in a hospital bed of the Yonbantai (4th Division), Tsuyo had been resting with two Zanpakutō crossed over his midsection, noticing their differentiating designs and ornaments on the bottom of each hilt. Finally realizing what it was he had just woke up and recovered from, it was easy for him to settle back into the pillows and sheets of his hospital bed, still jostling the swords in-between his hands.
He didn't know it yet, but his Zanpakutō had begun to speak to him, and was being quite persistent with it's message. But Tsuyo still didn't understand what it wanted from him...except when it said "persevere".
It wants him to live...to get stronger? Using this time to rest up, as soon as Tsuyo would be eligible to return to active duty, he would resume his career as a Shinigami for Ichibantai, with a new potential that seemed to resonate from within.
This was when his life of joy and endeavors would really get interesting.
As of recently, Tsuyo has undergone many changes and advancements that have rendered him both what he sees as a demon, but also technically being gifted with a whole new plethora of power. Now that he had his Shikai to use, along with the inherited abilities the Hollow spawn within granted him, Tsuyo, if he could tame and harness the vile creature's strength, would be able to use it in a way beneficial to him, and his cause.
However, being that he was now a Vizard, Tsuyo has become very wary of the world before him, much more scared of it than he was before. Now that the infection had fully festered, there was no telling when another incident
would occur. Because of this, Tsuyo has taken it upon himself to roam Karakura Central on his own, training himself, hoping to quell the evil within. Now all he could do is grow stronger, to ensure his own place in this world; but further so to ensure the claim over his body.