Gineo Tekidan [APPROVED 3-1+]

Sat Sep 03, 2011 8:41 pm

S H I N I G A M I

B A S I C I N F O R M A T I O N

Name: Gineo Tekidan
Gender: Male
Age: 247
Appearance: Gineo wears a traditional black kimono minus the robe, his tops consists of just a long sleeve purple shirt with the left sleeve rolled up to his elbow. It is rare to see Gin's mangy brown hair, he keeps is head wrapped in a black bandana.

Standing 5'10", he isnt the tallest around but he is rarely standing upright due to his relaxed posture. He sheaths his weapon on his right side tied to his obi belt, though when its not dragging on the ground he's usually seen carrying it over his left shoulder. He keeps a 5 o' clock shadow, not very thick but unkept scruff defines his jaw line from his ears to his chin. Gin's eyes are a greenish hazel, and gleam in the light as he stares off into space, a normal occurance it seems. At the bottom of his kimono pants you may notice he has discarded the traditional sandals, and wears black corduroy slippers over purple socks instead.
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P E R S O N A L I T Y

Personality: Gin is very comical and witty, and despite formidable skill he refuses to take fighting seriously. He takes life as a joke(well, afterlife as a shinigami) and would rather chill on a rooftop sipping sake than being tasked for duty. His fighting style is is a synonym, relaxed to say the least, he uses as little movement as possible to defeat his enemy, saving his energy for sarcastic comments. His prowess on the battlefield immensely increases when there is a wager at stake, especially if there is an audience.

He's eager to learn and develop his powers as long as he gets to joke and have fun along the way, which pushes back his skill level a good bit from his actual potential. Gin can be quite lazy, and only truly fights at his max to avoid death, or embarrassment. He is very humble as well as modest, and despises rich or wealthy accommodations, he spends many nights camping out in Rukongai.

Being from the slums he has developed a very crude sense of humor and a vulgar dialect to match. He does however watch his words around the ladies just to show respect. Even when things get serious, he is still not guaranteed dependable, and true threats to him and those he's responsible for are personally graded before he will step up and fight, its always his last resort.

Gin prefer's swordplay over all other aspects of fighting, and after binding himself to a wall in the academy, he deems Kidō a waste of time.(he's upset that it kicked his ass)While he is reluctant to fight until clear danger is imminent, he still very opposed to unsheathing his Zanpakutō in a fight, unless absolutely necessary.
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B A C K G R O U N D

History/Background: The 79th district of west Rukongai was a merciless wasteland, though not as tough as district 80, every day was still somewhat of a fight for survival. The first memory Gineo had was seeing warriors thrash each other for no gain other than to see blood stain the earth beneath them. He was a wondering soul around one hundred years old at the time, physically looking around ten years old, but anything before then was a hazy blur. He never really picked up fighting at that age, he decided to scavenge for food and would steal from fighters while they were in combat.

Around age 159 he had become masterful at slight of hand, making many enemies at the card table. This eventually led to him picking up a sword. One day after hustling a few brutes in a game of 3 card monty, he found himself narrowly dodging blade swings and slashes. He had a moderate understanding of shunpo and was weaving in and around trees in the forest, coming up to a smelly wasteland of corpses, an area that was once a battle ground of some type. Cornered, he grabbed the hilt of a putrid warrior's long deceased Zanpakutō, raising it up to the two large outlaws.

They both broke out into laughter. "Ha ha You really gone kill us with that you little thief?" the taller one questioned still falling over himself with laughter. "I dunno Grim, looks like this puny little runt wants to handle himself and save us from lifting a finger."

Gineo stood truly puzzled, what was once a run for his life was now just a mockery, his life was a joke to them? He couldnt understand what was going on and tears strolled down his cheeks, then he noticed the mistake he had made with his youthful ignorance-the cutting edge of the blade he held was facing himself. Their laughter invaded his soul as more tears flooded down his face, he went berserk and charged towards them. Fueled by his rage an immense amount of reiatsu surged through him and he slashed and swung his
blade at Grim, wildly swinging with both hands gripped, almost barely able to keep his sword from flying out his fingers. He took one final vertical strike at his foe causing a large wave of reiatsu to explode upon impact.

When the dust settled, Gin looked up in horror to see that the brute had blocked his blade with his own. More tears came as Gin drew his sword back behind himself, cocking back to swing once again. Before he had time to blink something stopped his swing completely, an unknown force to him, his vision hazy and fading to black, with a red tint spraying upwards from his chest. Everything he could still see seemed to jump when his knees impacted the ground, and the last thing he saw were the brute's toes hanging over his sandals. He had felt steel for the first time.

Being a true living luck charm to make it to age 185, his first defeat was now deep in the back of his mind. He spent several years practicing his swordplay as well as intergrating his shunpo for swifter strikes. Gin would actively participate in battles for money, for it required less energy than a foot race, which he had become somewhat known for on his non-lazy days. He had now developed a sort of style, tiring out his opponents with as little movement as possible, creating an opening for one good strike. He was now in the 24th district, he would travel closer to Seiretei every couple years or so hoping to find a warrior with deeper pockets.

His ambition indeed paid off, at age 208 he was witnessed by a few seated shinigami in the middle of a brawl in district 2. They acknowledged his abilities and referred him to apply for the academy. He let it linger in his head a few days and he decided to go ahead and enroll, he figured it would be better to stand guard than fight for every meal.

During his time at the academy he found a grand sense of depth to his abilities, he became much faster and more proficient with a katana. The particular one he was issued was now altered, he added a new tsuba to his liking and attached a chain to the handle end, with a small turtle shell he had found when he was younger linked to the end of the chain. He was often scolded for sleeping through his morning classes, for he tossed and turn through the night, kept up by the sound of someone whispering in his ear, "Geemmahsinnuh" was all he could make out.

Though he enjoyed exams on sword fighting and shunpo, he loathed Kidō class. He couldnt seem to make it out of a period without either binding himself or Blue Fire Crash Downing himself in the face. Triumphant over many obstacles though still very terrible at Kidō spells he began training nonstop developing abilities and preparing to take his division test to get into the Gotei 13.
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Zanpakutô Spirit Name: Gimanji-Sinen
Appearance: With the physical of a crocodilian and the upright yet relaxed poise of a seasoned buccaneer, this "lizard-man" appears draped in a tattered cloak that emanates a faded black over most of his figure, hiding all but his 6 foot long tail that drags on the ground behind him and about 5 inches of the front of his belt protruding out, which holsters a 5-shot tarnished revolver. concealed under his baggy clothes is a long, jagged cutlass that has seen its days on the battlefield. It has several chips near the tip wear it scrapes the ground as he strolls, and many more above his guard, which is now fashioned out of an abandoned turtle shell, left black from decay and not being maintained. His eyes are are much of a mystery, brimmed by a large, slightly ripped tricorne, covering all but the majority of his snout and menacing teeth.
Inner World: An eerie quiet outstretched over miles of evening swamp, crickets no longer chirp and fog has just about taken over oxygen's rightful place. Ex-Captain Sinen lingers in a foggy bayou near a
harboured pirate ship, the sails reduced to string, the deck almost
translucent down to the cargo bay. doubloons close to the murky surface make the lagoon sparkle in the moonlight, that is, when the fog isnt at its thickest, and various treasures and weapons are placed all over a small shack, inside and and out, with a card table and a hammock inside to furnish it. His days as a Captain of a pirate legacy have long since faded, and he awaits the day for a worthy opponent to rekindle his desire to fight and plunder once again.
Sealed Zanpakutô Apperance : Black cloth wrapped in a diamond pattern over purple ray skin completes the handle with a chain link attached revealing a small purple turtle shell at the end, the chain is 10 inches long and is a dull grey color. The tsuba resembles an elongated hexagon with a turtle shell pattern on both sides. The blade itself extends about 15 cm further than the average katana, leaving it to be about 75 cm. This abnormal length has left the end of the sheath scuffed and scraped from Gin's sloth- like walking posture and the cutting edge has a slight cobalt tint.

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R P S A M P L E

Roleplay Sample:
Feint breathing could almost be heard from a rooftop overlooking a sparring courtyard in Seiretei, drowned out by the clashing of Zanpakutō and training weapons below. Gineo had fallen asleep. He clenched Gimanji in his left hand using his forearm to shield himself from the radiant mid-day sun. A few shinigami from a rival squad noticed him snoozing and decided to give him a wake up call by way of Kidō spells.

"Blue Fire Crash Down!" these words rapidly echoed across the grounds just barely reaching Gin's ear before the blast did.
His eyes opened, swiftly introducing themselves to the brightest azure he had ever witnessed, and without permission the blast insisted itself into the shingles that were once Gin's day bed. A large cloud of smoke made itself apparent and several shinigami stopped their training to watch. When it all cleared a huge hole in the building replaced the lazy shinigami, and he was nowhere in sight. The troublemakers went to investigate, looking inside, nearby and behind the building. One of them saw a trail of smoke leading to an alleyway, and the other two followed him. Now all three found themselves staring face to face with Gineo tekidan, who's ntouched face and body seemed to speak volumes about his shunpo speed.

"Well well, maybe you dont need to train like the rest of us, looks like we missed ya." a bald fighter stood poised with his weapon unsheathed preparing.

"You didnt miss....."

The bald man scratched his shiny puzzled head, as if scraping for clues, his target looked completely intact. Gin slid his right foot backwards exposing his left from under his gi, a plume of smoke bellow from his toes with this movement. His fist tightened around Gimanji as his brow dropped low, a scowl formed on his scruffy face.

"YOU BURNED A HOLE IN MY SLIPPERS!!!!"

His big toe wiggled in discomfort as it pushed through the hole formed from the Kidō attack. As he dropped back into an aggressive stance the air around him became extremely dense, wavy lines distorted his figure as if there was a rise in temperature, and the ground began to crack and split under his feet. An aura began to embrace his being, his amethyst reiatsu started sky rocketing, electricity shot in and out of visibility around him, the once wavy heat lines had now become straight, shooting upwards, as if all others were shrinking before him. At this point, the other two shinigami decided to retreat, leaving the bald warrior to a one on one. Gin's reiatsu exploded as he launched toward his enemy, holding his still sheathed sword on the blade side of the tsuba in his left hand. As he swung his foe hesitated, stepping back taking the full length of Gin's sheathed blade to the right side of his face. Before time allowed the next moment to continue, Gin was already swinging his right fist into the cue ball's jaw sending him into a wall nearby.

"Look, I dont wanna fight you. Just get me a new pair of slippers."

The brilliant gleam on baldie's head had lost its luster, a large crosshatched scuff replaced it as he crawled out of the newly constructed doorway. He struggled to his feet, with obvious fury in his pupils, set dead on Gin, who was patting the soot off his toe. Gin stood erect and raised his arm over his mouth letting out a small yawn, and then holster his weapon on his right side under his shinigami belt. As he started to turn around and walk away the bald assailant was en route to strike, his blade cocked back, swinging forward towards Gin's brow, when all of a sudden.....

A hell butterfly appeared between them, stopping him abruptly.

"What?! Hollows in Seiretei? All available units report at once?" The bald one exclaimed. "That's just great, I'm never gonna get back to my nap." Gineo sighed heavily.

"You're such a bum Tekidan, When we get back from defeating Hollow we're gonna finish this!"

The enraged death god shot off towards the respective area that was indicated by the butterfly, and Gin reluctantly followed.
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S K I L L S H E E T

{Please do not fill out the following until your character has a tier}

General Skills

Durability: Beginner
General Speed: Advanced
Strength: Beginner
Weapon Skill: Beginner

Racial Skills

Hoho: Adept
Kidō: Beginner
Zanjutsu: Adept
Hakuda: Beginner

Thu Sep 08, 2011 11:16 am

Application Checklist

Name [X]
Appropriate Age [X]
Gender [X]
Appearance Present [X]
Appearance Described in Appropriate Length OR Picture is Visible [X]
Appearance is Not Claimed [X]
10 sentences for personality [X]
History is of appropriate length [X]
Powers are not Godmod/Overpowered [-]
Powers are described reasonably enough [-]
Application/RP Sample is not in First Person [X]
Skills are not filled in (Omit if a Hollow)[X]
RP Sample Present (Omit if this is not the first character) [X]
RP Sample is 10 sentences [X]

Comments/Notes: Not bad, I would include a detailed description of your fighting style instead of merging it with you personality tho. Other than that, APPROVED
Tier: 2-3

Sat Oct 15, 2011 3:39 pm

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Thu Jan 17, 2013 11:52 pm

I'M MOVING THIS APP
Since this guy requested that his application be moved, I'll be re-approving his application and placing it into approved Shinigami once more.
However, since he doesn't have a Shikai, I'll have to make him 3-1+ until he obtains one.

I hope to see more of you on the site and that you can find your place once again on the site.

Fri May 31, 2013 5:33 pm

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