MICAH GRIMM | IF MADNESS WAS WEAK
ENTER THE BEAST» Name:
Micah Henry Grimm» Titles:
N/A» Appearance Age:
Late Teens» True Age:
Gotei United | First Division
Micah will most always have an impact on her immediate surroundings; the best way to spot him in a party is to look for the whirling eddy of people flitting about them as he moves from group to group. Laughing and [self-]entertaining with a blunt and nonsensical humor, despite contentment without notice, if Micah was to be in an environment of focused attention, he would much rather prefer all of it to be on him.
Hypotheses, abstract concepts and plodding discussions about concerning mass-welfare and their implications fail to keep Micah's interested for long. The boy is one to keep his conversations energetic, with a good dose of intelligence--albeit in quite the broad sense, but they like to talk about what is as opposed to hypothetical situations--or better yet, to just go out and do it. Granted, these conversations tend to move rapidly from one subject to another, frequently without much to bridge the two concepts aside from Micah's own broken train of thought. Those of the same litter leap without hesitation, eyes closed, and fix their mistakes as they go, rather than sitting idle while preparing contingencies and escape clauses. In layman terms, he acts before thinking; or, perhaps it's acting based on entirely incomprehensible, irrational thinking?
Micah is easily defined as the likeliest person to make a lifestyle of risky behavior. Living in the moment and diving into action, he is understandably the eye of the storm--or perhaps, the storm itself, with those he ensnares facing an inescapable barrier within the torrents. People with a personality akin to Micah enjoy drama, passion, and pleasure; and not for the stimulation given to their illogical minds, but to satisfy their greed, hunger, and lust, particularly in an emotional sense, as unstable as they are. They are in no manner obligated to make critical decisions based on factual, immediate reality in a process of rapid-fire rational stimulus response, but entitled to commit actions based on thoughts which digress from common sense.
This makes any strict, organised entity a difficult thing to join. It certainly isn't because he isn't smart, and if not for the lacking rationale to him, he could do well, but the regimented, lecturing approach of formal guidelines is just so far from the hands-on learning that Micah not only enjoys, but is accustomed to. It takes a great deal of maturity to see this process as a necessary means to an end, something that creates more exciting opportunities: a trait profusely lacked.
Another challenge Micah faces in terms of the psyche is the mindset in which it makes more sense to use his own moral compass--which is fairly nonexistent--than another's, causing him to lack traits concerning sympathy and empathy, or understanding of a situation or mood. Rules weren't made to be broken in his mind--they just didn't demand to be so strictly observed. This is a sentiment few others are likely to share, and can earn her a certain reputation. But if he minimises the trouble making--albeit unlikely, harness his overbearing energy, and focus through the boring stuff, in all sorts of manners one can consider Micah a force to be reckoned with, if not already.
AN AVERAGE STORY» History:
Micah found himself in a field of pure white. And from his chest protruded a chain. Why had it been broken, or why had it been there for that matter, he couldn't gather. His mind was fuzzy as a whole, and his thoughts wandered, absent with memory. It was in this moment a person bathed in black had brought forth the bottom of a hilt and swung down.
With his consciousness returning, the young man found himself in a completely unfamiliar place, wholly different from the scene previously before him. There were people all around him, gazing in his direction. Buildings wreaked his vision, and his surroundings were full of life.
An unknown face walked towards him- just a child, glee filling her face which donned a smile.
Hiya mister! Are you new here? I've never seen your face around!"
Naturally, Micah responded in turn, lacking cordiality.
"Where am I?"
"Why, you're in Soul Society mister!"
The child briefly paused, directed his attention to a being cloaked in black, and with the likeness of youth continued speaking with blatancy.
"After you died, one of those guys brought you in. Judging by how clueless you look, you just got here didn't you?"
It was in this moment Micah's sable eyes were clear, and they glistened with desire. He knew what he wanted to be with the simple glance of what fell into vision.
After a few years adapting, Micah became accustomed to life in Sole Society. He was now capable of going around even for a simple walk, talking with people around him familiarly, and recognizing the hierarchy and basic information of Soul Society's economy. But his goals did not stray far from his initial desire that formed on his first day here.
Being "adopted" by the family that had taken care of the little girl whom was the first to greet him, his original personality and way of thinking surfaced along with slowly submerging into the family and this new society. He was renown to the locals for his sassy attitude and sharp tongue, but had done and taken care of anything asked.
It was not too soon after his first two decades since arrival that Micah's true interests became clearly known to his loved ones, rather than being a vague idea he had described. And with this new knowledge, said loved ones supported him. Inevitably, Micah had left on his journey.
It had been 5 years since Micah entered the academy. It was quickly found that he well grasped the fundamentals and could easily perform the basics with perfection and precision, being well adapted to the techniques and the dismissal of excessive performance. Though he had lacked in Kido and hand-to-hand combat when in comparison to his amazing speed and swordsmanship, he had still successfully reached the requirements with rapidly. Though worried about how early he was set to graduate, as well as a lack of "proper manners", the results he had presented finalized the decision, placing him in the new Gotei United's First Division, well suited to his swordsmanship.
ARSENAL OF SKILL» Natural Abilities:
Lol none he's a noob.
INHERITED STRENGTH» Racial Abilities:
Still nothing significant he's a fucking noob. He's got the basics down, though, so we got that going for us.
BLADE OF THE HEART» Zanpakutō Name:
N/A» Sealed Zanpakutō Appearance:
Micah actually doesn't even use an asauchi, and instead an assortment of family heirlooms from his adoptive family in Rukongai. Why they have so many swords of varying purpose and appearance, Micah never went so far as to actually ask.
SKILL SHEETSGeneral Skills
- Durability: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
- General Speed: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
- Strength: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
- Weapon Skill: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
- Hoho: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
- Kidō: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
- Zanjutsu: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
- Hakuda: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
- Willpower/Determination: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
- Mental Deduction: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
- Pain Endurance: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
- Focus: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner