○ Name: Makoto Arima.
○ Alias': Makocci.
○ Age: Thirty years old.
○ Birthday: March 13.
○ Gender: Female.
○ Race: Shinigami.
○ Alignment: Chaotic Good.
○ Marital Status: Single.
○ Nationality: Japanese.
○ Religious Standing: Ambiguous.
○ Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual.
○ Height: 155 cm.
○ Weight: 43kg.
○ Hair Colour: White.
○ Eye Colour: Red.
Makoto is a friendly and diligent member of the Gotei United, specifically within their first division. She is always ready to be of assistance to her peers and take on a mission for the Gotei United. Despite being a little inclined to being a workaholic Makoto balances her personal and work life quite well.
She is a lot more liberal once the requirements of her job have been accomplished. When not on duty she finds a great deal in pleasure socialising or going somewhere to meet people, these activities are only a recent development for her though and she will occasionally forget to do so.
These qualities of a socialite and push to interact with people serves as an anchor for her, a reminder that people are not all bad and are actually capable of good things. It is a coping mechanic that she uses to convince herself that she is not a bad person by seeing herself act nicely to others and be able to be friends with them.
In a fight Makoto's disdain becomes more pronounced though, she has a very black and white look on things where her enemies are evil and her allies are good. So if she goes to the effort to befriend her allies and be good to them then to her enemies she lets all her misanthropy out on them.
She is typically mildly sadistic and brutish, more prone to disobey orders or deviate from the proper procedures such as executing an eneny rather than capturing them if she things she can get away with it. The more she thinks she can get away with it and not show off her negative qualities to people that matter to her then the more she will.
Makoto was born towards the middle of the Rukongai districts, she was not too far out that her life was unbearable but she wasn't close enough that it was incredibly plesant as far as things go either. She was for all accounts and purposes in a habitable area though that was not leaning in any particular favour.
Her father was a blacksmith and her mother stayed at home as a housewife. The two had hoped for a boy but after months of trying to conceive and falling pregnant with Makoto they were happy to take anything over nothing. Regardless of what she was born as her father treated her more like a son than a daughter.
From a young age he had her working, bringing him things and helping make the work run smoother for him. He even let her work the forge occasionally although after a mistake where she ended up burning herself she was always too afraid to try again.
At the age of nine her mother had fallen ill, she would often go into coughing fits and wake her up at night. One such night she went to go check on her but went to leave after seeing her father already soothing her. Instead of him going back to bed though Makoto heard him leave in the middle of the night. Whilst she was afraid of being burnt she was not afraid of following him into the dark night.
Once she found him she hid in the brushes, she didn't understand what was going on as she watched them all erect a shrine and start saying strange things. Regardless as a little girl the eye on the shrine scared her, it seemed eeriely alive despite being as inanimate as the swords her father made. At the end of the procession a distressed person was brought out and had his throat slit over the shrine.
She had no words for what she had seen and couldn't make sense of it but she was too afraid to mention it but she would stay up at night and hear him leave every few days, follow him and see something similar while only growing further confused and scared as it became more real but regardless of what she saw, she could not dispute the eerie way in which her mother recovered as it went on.
Two years into this process everything seemed the same until the intervention of a voice. The scene had seemed so silent until that moment when her singsong voice broke the serenity to belittle the group for worshipping a false idol, it was chaos after that. The pressure of her presence caused Makoto to fall down like she was being crushed while the woman held her sword out.
'Climax, Bosatsu Kairakuten'
Her words sent the group into anarchy; like glass just shattered their reason vanished and Makoto could only watch in horror until they were all bloody and unable to move anymore. Pieces of each other cut off, bitten off or gouged out yet none of them were screaming in pain. They sounded like they loved it but she was paralysed and unable to not look away.
Stop. Stop. Stop. "Stop-!"
Talking took so much effort and work that she was exhausted just trying to shout but her words stirred the strange woman's attention towards her and in a moment the effect seemed to disappear the weight of their wounds all struck them at once. There was nothing but pain from other's ringing in her ears.
While the screams were distressing the way the woman approached her and knelt down to pull her into a kneeling position was even more stressful.
"Look upon that idol and understand, it is powerless. Mimihagi is nothing but a false eikon you cling to. I offer the escape of this meaningless cycle."
When she felt the woman's lips touch her's and flinched, a shock back to reality but strangely comforting and enough to make her pass out. When she awoke it was midday, the carnage was still there and at some point she had wet herself. The shrine was scattered around the grove in pieces.
A few weeks after that event her mother passed away, both the grief of being told what had happened to her husband and her illness coming back in full force. She had found herself an orphan with nothing.
A few months of struggle and she met a group of kids like her, unlike her they were lost souls that had been sent to the Soul Society and had no family so they made their own. People would come and go, sometimes someone would decide to make it on their own or unfortunately run into a bad circumstance. In the five years she stayed with them Makoto only saw one of them leave happily by announcing they had found their family in the Rukongai.
All of her friends had something she didn't know, a hope that came from not knowing. She couldn't have that hope to cling to that they might run into their family members, she knew her's were gone. Around the age of sixteen is when she had her first intimate friend in the group. The occasional sneak away to mess around or get some privacy made her feel happy and took the edge off the weight that had been sitting on her shoulders.
Like her mother's health it was ephemeral and she was greatly upset by learning he wasn't very loyal to her.
With that knowledge she insisted on leaving her group, a mix of shame and heartbreak. She made it quite well on her own for a few years but didn't interact with people outside of working for a living. It wasn't until she was twenty that she resolved to become a shinigami to try and leave this place behind that had caused her so much pain.
After six years dedicated to the Shin'o Academy she graduated as a fully fledged shinigami, around the time the Gotei was in a time of reformation and still adjusting to the discarding of older traditions. These traditions were not her own however and she found it quite cozy. While she was still distant she resolved to try more and make the best out of this new life.
Towards the present she ended up within the Fourth Division under Captain Shunsui Kyoraku however following his promotion to Captain Commander and the subsiquent change of division roles she became a member of the First Division. She does her best to keep up the standards of her division and serve as a role-model while trying to overcome her negative traits.
POWERS AND ABILITIESSword-Speaker:
Makoto possesses a trait that is best described as being able to evoke the meaning of something. Similar to invoking something's word soul ('kotodama'), it is because of this that she was able to learn her zanpakuto's name while being such an immature shinigami herself and not even beyond half a century old.
Theoretically she could do this for other people but her innate power still took a few months before she clicked as to her zanpakuto's name, if she were at all to help someone pull out their zanpakuto with less training she would require a much greater understanding of them and spend quite a bit of time around them so that she became intimate with their soul.Kido Practitioner:
She is trained to utilise kido to a competent standard. She's no genius at it but she has invested enough time to figure out the works and jerks of it.Zanjutsu - Morning Bloom Style:
Using her zanpakuto Makoto is quite proficient when it comes to the spiritual and physical usage of her sword. Allowing her to create her primary style of fighting wherein she excels at fighting with peers against a single or lesser enemies, the style is great for creating openings but struggles to follow up on them hence requiring others to follow through.
Benishidare (紅枝垂, Crimson Weeping Bough)Appearance:
Benshidare's appearance is a typical katana. It is contained within a red sheath.Spirit Appearance:Sealed Abilities:
Benishidare has two factors in its sealed state, the initial one is the fact her blade is laced with a toxin that reduces the speed of those cut with the maxium effect being paralysis. It scales off tier. The second factor is that her handle is hollow and inside the blade produces liquid that replenishes her stamina or that of anyone that drinks it. It can take energy from opponent's when it cuts them an converts it to liquid to speed up the process.
SHIKAI INFORMATIONRelease Phrase:
Bleed Through, Benishidare.Appearance:
The blade straightens and becomes blood red, the tsuba becomes an intricate flower petal design that crawls up the blade a few inches. It gains a long red ribbon that flows from the bottom of the hilt which wraps around her arm.Power:
Swinging of her blade causes pollen to scatter around the battlefield as a red mist, this is a permanently active effect so long as her zanpakuto is released and is critical to the success of all other facets of her release however it is a very delicate material, being suspectible to quite a lot of different counters such as being burnt away, waterlogged, blown away or simply smothered by high spiritual power.
Poisoned Mist (Passive): Due to the nature of her blade being poisoned of her zanpakuto the mist carries this effect, meaning all those who are not touching the ribbon of the zanpakuto are subject to the poison unless they develop a means to counter it.
Unnamed: The only technique that Makoto has been able to create given she only learnt her shikai a few months ago. The technique involves the pollen clinging to blades and sharp edges, ultimately it prevents weapons from cutting by covering their edge in the pollen to gain an edge on her opponents.
SKILL SHEETS AND INFORMATION
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- Durability: Adept
- General Speed: Adept
- Strength: Adept
- Martial Skill: Beginner
- Willpower/Determination: Adept
- Mental Deduction: Beginner
- Focus: Adept
- Hoho: Beginner.
- Kidō: Adept
- Zanjutsu: Adept
- Hakuda: Adept