26 (Appears 18)Gender:
MaleAssociation: Appearance Written:
Hiroto only stands to about 5'7" (~1.7m) but much of his height is in his legs, likely a family trait considering his surname means "Stork". Also like a stork is his lean, almost lanky frame though this is mostly wiry muscle that he generally hides under whatever clothes he is wearing.
Beyond that, Hiroto looks to be a rather handsome, fair-skinned youth. His once unkempt dark brown hair is now straight, often brushed back and combed down where it falls to the base of his neck. This this leaves much of his face open, a collection smooth lines and soft features that rarely show his feelings. Below a pair of thick, angular eyebrows is a pair of clear, grey eyes. These are generally hidden behind a pair of glasses with black, rectangular frames which rest on the straight bridge of an unremarkable nose. A thin-lipped mout is placed squarely between said nose and his narrow chin.
When it comes to style, Hiroto prefers not to stand out. In Soul Society, he will often wear the uniform Shihakushô albeit with the sleeves cut to his elbows. In the world of the living, he will dress his gigai in whatever fashion fits the environment. He rarely, if ever accessorizes unless said accessories have a legitimate function.
Inexperience with social norms causes Hiroto to behave in some fairly odd ways. He can often revert to certain woodland behaviors in everyday scenarios, such as climbing on top of desks and chairs as he passes through a room. He also tends to find his way to the roofs of buildings at night, a survival habit.Survival:
Living in the wild has helped to hone Hiroto's survival instincts. In addition to once-helpful habits, is generally quite skilled at finding hidden threats, mostly because he is always looking for them. In addition, he is also plotting escape routes, figuring out ways to tip the scales in his favor should things go south.Silence:
In life and death situations, sound and silence can drastically change once likelyhood of survival. Once a learned instinct, now it is force of habit; in a conversation, Hiroto will often stay silent, talking either not at all or with abrasive bluntness. Of course, this comes with its own issues...Unique Affect:
Due to the combined strain of his death and subsequent isolation, Hiroto has trouble expressing his emotions, even unconsciously. He often comes across as emotionless though, this lack of affect is more a result of his development and its devaluation of body language.Humor:
His inexperience with human interaction has given Hiroto a somewhat warped sense of humor. What jokes he manages to tell are often disturbing on account of his straight face and bestial nature.The Beast:
The trauma of Hiroto's death has given to a subordinate persona. This fragment of his identity has acted as his protector for many years, providing Hiroto with the will to survive. In high stress situations, aspects of the beast can creep up, channelling the youth's pent up aggression into a tool in combat.
Hiroto lived a rather simple life. Born in rural Japan, he had a mostly normal childhood. He had friends, went to school, got good grades and was generally happy. However, when he was 11, a man claiming to be a police officer told a naive Hiroto that his father had been injured and was at the hospital. Hiroto agreed to accompany the man to see his father. The news would eventually report that his body had been found. What was less reported but more hinted was that the boy was found clutching the bloodstained knife less than a foot from his own dead murderer.Early Afterlife:
The trauma of his own death scarred the young boy and even when he awoke in the outermost reaches of Rukongai
, he was not entirely whole. Instead, Hiroto's primative mind took to the fore of his identity. This bestial nature took to the remote woodlands he made his home and drove him on, helping the youth survive. And when the boy grew hungry, the beast learned to hunt.
At around the age of 19, Hiroto, still wild and now clad in rather clumsy animal skins, found his home under attack by strange monsters with white faces. Unsure what to make of these things, Hiroto decided that discretion was the better part of valor and tried to hide. Sadly, one of the Hollows was able to sniff out his spiritual pressure and Hiroto was forced to flee. Hiroto soon found his way to a Shinigami ambush and his pursuers were quickly and effortlessly exterminated.
The Shinigami soon turned their attention on the peculiar soul that had wandered into their midst. One of them sheathed his sword and tried to question the boy. Hiroto, who had not heard speech in almost 8 years, did not understand what was said. But he did understand the implication. These people did not want to attack him. And a vague notion in the back of his mind told him they weren't food. And perhaps out of curiosity, he followed them back to civilization.Becoming a Shinigami:
For the next three years, Hiroto relearned how to be human. He relearned his language and was given lessons in common etiquette. Eventually, he was deemed suitable to rejoin society. In a desire to repay those who had helped him, Hiroto vowed to become a Shinigami and fight to protect his comrades in battle.
Once he joined the Academy, things began to move quickly. Though taught how to behave in public, old habits die hard. His eccentric behavior, ranging from jumping on tables to invasions of personal space and even stealing from his peers, quickly made Hiroto a pariah. Still, he proved to be a talented and dedicated student and eventually graduated.
Now, he is ready to join the never-ending war against imbalance as a Shinigami, a Feral Death God...
Resembling a simple pair spectacles with black, rectangular frames, these semi-special optical aids act as more than just corrective lenses. They are designed with light-adaptive technology that allows this pair to correct for high and low light as well as a binocular "zoom" function to scope out targets from a distance. They can also smart-link to a Denreishinki, enabling hands free communication and the use of a Heads Up Display. Buttons behind the ears control most of these functions.
Hoshoku-shaSealed Zanpakutô Appearance:
Hoshoku-sha, or "Predator" takes the form of a small katana in its sealed state. It has a 24 inch "steel" blade fitted with a rounded brass guard and matching end-cap. The grip is mahogany wrapped in a long strip of black leather.
The scabbard is made of lacquered mahogany as well. It is generally worn in the classic style, tucked into the sash over his left hip so that the edge of the sword faces up when sheathed.
Hoshoku-sha's inner world is composed of an dark, endless forest that seems to loop on itself, always leading visitors to a tiny island in the middle of a stream. The island is home to the largest tree in the fanciful forest and Hoshoku-sha can often be found reclining there.Zanpakutô Spirit Appearance:
Born of Hiroto's wildness, Hoshoku-sha resembles a cross between man and beast. Standing at 7 feet, he looks to be carved of hard muscle, making him look immensely powerful. He seems to like to show off his physique as aside from a green hakama, he is almost fully bare.
Even his face is composed of aggressive features and sharp angle. He has a thick mane of black hair that falls to his shoulders. His pointed ears are also covered in fur and he bares a black wolf-tail. To help round out the predatory features, Hoshoku-sha also has yellow eyes; long, sharp canine teeth; and razor-sharp claw-like nails.Zanpakutô Spirit Personality:
At its core, Hoshoku-sha is born of the Beast persona of Hiroto's mind. As a result, Predator can be quite violent, behaving like an animal when enraged.
That said, Hoshoku-sha is real quite benevolent, even seeing himself as Hiroto's "doting big brother." The spirit can seem to be Hiroto's polar opposite at times, playing the fool and growing quite chatty if given half a chance. This is a reflection of the young Shinigami's own regrets regarding things left unspoken.
Ultimately, Hoshoku-sha believes his time as the leader of the pair is over and is ready and willing to give Hiroto a push forward.
- Beginner Shikai is attainable as early as [Tier 3-1]
Skill SheetGeneral Skills
- Durability: Beginner
- General Speed: Beginner
- Strength: Beginner
- Weapon Skill: Beginner
Racial Skill - Shinigami
- Willpower: Beginner
- Mental Deduction: Beginner
- Pain Endurance: Beginner
- Focus: Beginner
- Hohô: Beginner
- Kidô: Beginner
- Zanjutsu: Beginner
- Hakuda: Beginner
Hakudo practice and Hiroto was amidst a crowd of his fellow students. He had been singled out for an exhibition against a much larger opponent; the large boy grinned from ear to ear. He, like most of the class, expected a very one sided fight against the opponent barely half his size. The instructor smirked; he too had expectations regarding the fight...
The mountain of a boy was the first to strike, throwing his shoulder into a vicious punch meant to take down Hiroto in one shot. Hiroto easily sidestepped as the large fist connected with the floor. A bare foot came to rest on he fist and with an exaggerated stomp, Hiroto kicked the inside of the giant's elbow. A hand on top of the giant's head gave the smaller boy leverage to vault away.
Almost growling, the Giant came back swinging just as Hiroto turned. However, each punch he threw missed its target as the once-feral student wove away. His motions seemed lazy as the expressionless youth effortlessly dodged the assualt. "Fight! Back!" the giant snarled.
Whether he was obliging the giant or had just decided that the opportunity had arrived only then, Hiroto stepped in, driving his fist just under "Mr. Mountain's" sternum. Winded, the giant was unprepared for the knee that came up as he doubled over. He was sent backwards and left there, sprawled out on the mat.
Hiroto stepped towards the other students, most of whom were shocked and some even horrified at how effortlessly the "small boy" had surmounted his foe. They quickly stepped out of his way as the instructor spoke. "Does anyone know why Toshi lost?" The class was silent. "Anyone? Anyone at all?"
Hiroto hesitated before lifting his own hand. With the instructor's go-ahead, he answered in a soft voice. "He telegraphed. All his attacks were preceeded by excessive wind up that made them easy to avoid."
And with that abject lesson explained, the instructor moved on to his next one...
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