I. Basic Information» Name:
Miyamoto Musashi» Alias:
Kensei Shinmen» Age:
N/A» Appearance Written:
Kensei is a handsome, fit, and slightly above average height individual standing at 5'11. He has extremely wild and unkempt long hair--that when tied into a bun--people often remark as looking like an explosion from the back. If untied, the hair can easily reach his mid-back. He is a man of Japanese descent, and as such is fairly tan.
At any given time he is likely to have a stubble that resembles someone who hasn't shaved in a week, and less often (but still frequently) a thick full beard if he has remained ungroomed. His build is a mix of slender but muscular his meaty hands being the result of years of martial art practice and farming. His body is littered with scars from experimentation, marking him from head to toe.
Kensei is well known for preferring flat colors and is either seen wearing solid black or white attire depending on the occasion, rarely preferring to mix them up. At any given point in time, Musashi appears unkempt and 'dirty'.» Appearance Image:
I. Personality» Personality:
Kensei is a vagabond and a warrior at heart. The hot-headed young man was once driven by his desire to become the strongest, yet is constantly conflicted by his abstruse temperament toward violence despite his natural wish to circumvent it.
Because of his nonchalant nature, he often underestimates the threat of a situation and the consequences and casualties of them. This results in giving him an obsession with the idea that death follows him wherever he goes and is the reason that he finds comfort and freedom in wandering from place to place.
Kensei hated to wash his feet or clean himself with water, and never once throughout his life took a bath. Going out on bare feet he would merely wipe them, even if they were soiled. Moreover, since his clothes were dirty, he would wear a coat to disguise the stains. This has always signified his unintentional disposition to be carefree towards anything that didn't involve a fight, something he always loved even if he never felt like truly admitting it.
This was mostly due to the fact he was embarrassed to be so in love with something that typically always resulted in unnecessary conflict. The only thing Kensei loved more than fighting, was learning different things that involved a fight. This included but was not limited to the strategies surrounding a fight, and the psychoanalytic/social psychology of why individuals and groups alike loved to fight as they do
Kensei exudes a peaceful nature almost to the point of vibrance, often remarked as a comforting presence. Yet, this contrasts directly with his attitude when he became, in any circumstance, a combatant; undoubtedly grim and heavy. In the wake of an enemy, it is said that Kensei exudes a dominating presence that itself has won battles. A warrior with only the intent for victory, and nothing in-between.
He prefers solitude in his missions rather than the company of others, or so he likes to say. He is subconsciously always seeking a deeper connection to people around him due to this self-inflicted solitude, as well as the reasons for inflicting it.
Despite his innate disposition to kindness after many hardships and losses, Kensei retains a very volatile and unpredictable attitude and often has to consciously restrain himself from harming others in situations that provoke his emotions lest his inner desires are revealed.
There is no man who despises war more than he, yet loves the acquisition of power just as much; an unfortunate byproduct of being raised as a killer for the sake of others.
Juxtaposing this, he ultimately feels pity for those who would abuse others to gain their power, believing firmly in the ability of the self and spirit to acquire prowess and security of skill. This is ultimately an effect of his hidden desire to become unrivaled in anything combat-related. Ironically, he has no issue winning a confrontation by any means necessary even if considered “cheap”. Only until it starts to unnecessarily involve the well-being of bystanders does he typically realize the foolishness of his actions.
“There is no such thing as a fair fight, there are only fights where both individuals are handicapped enough to trick themselves into equality. Fair warriors die fairly easily. A person who fields two blades but only wields one is a fool."
"Be he who seeks to excel at combat for the sake of ending combat."
"Think lightly of yourself, and deeply of the world. Do not act following customary beliefs."
"You must understand that there is more than one path to the top of the mountain. It is difficult to understand the universe if you only study one planet."
"Today is victory over yourself of yesterday; tomorrow is your victory over lesser men."
"Perception is strong and sight weak. In strategy, it is important to see distant things as if they were close and to take a distanced view of close things."
I. History» Prologue: (The following is a descriptive/cinematic prologue to give personal context. Both part A and B of the prologue are meant to be preludes to give a sort a perspective on the confusion that Kensei felt in his situation, which is that he suddenly is conscious with absolutely no reasoning or recollection behind it. )
"This is Dr. Isamu Omaeda; Log number 6002. Date is...The 7th of march, 2005. A Tuesday." The sounds of a keyboard clicking and clacking filled the background.
"Christ, what I wouldn't give for a good cup of coffee. This is day 6209, year 17. Unfortunately, another one was lost to us today. Patient 4709 displayed all hallmark signs of an unprecedented success into Project Flamel, with the 42nd documented case of consciousness longer than 60 seconds. The patient's body retained all DNA, and hostility toward Shinigami enzymes were minimal. Hell, perfect even."
Papers could be heard shuffling, along with light scratches from a dull pencil.
"Vitals and energy levels were all practically quintessential from both a biological and engineering standpoint. The issue seemed to fall upon a memory transplant complication in which the patient suffered from severe PTSD and epileptic seizures moments into his soul rekindling shortly before a total supraventricular sparked tachycardia which led to immediate cardiac arrest. All physical tests came back clean, we can only assume the problem lies with energy levels. We did everything right, everything according to the procedure. All levels were nominal to a T."
The Doctor could be heard leaving his seat and slowly pacing away, shortly before a glass could be heard violently shattering in the room.
"And yet again, a giant fucking waste of time. It's been 17 years in this damp dark basement of a laboratory, day 6209, and no end in sight...I'm currently standing over patient 4709, and even as I stand over his body I can still somehow feel the energy bleeding out of him. A damn joke from whoever's watching to say the least, and a huge waste of me and my team's time."
A button could be heard practically snapping into activation, then sirens filled the audio until not even the static could be heard. The sirens ended, and faint metallic thumps were replaced with heavy breathing. The doctor sat back in his chair.
"More potent samples of non-shinigami based DNA have thankfully been easier and easier to come by these days, providing a 40% increase in general productivity. With that being said, I've had enough of these antics from the family. All things considered, these people need me and they know it...So on that note, I'm taking a week off. They can suck it. Omaeda signi-
"Isamu, enough with the logs. You'll get us all killed with that shit one day, get your ass back in here."
The feed cut.
"..Ster!" "..Ster!" A distant tunneled voice grew louder, piercing into what was otherwise a pleasant drift in dreams.
"Aee ister, ou right?"
What was that...That noise? Was it...Is that me? Bits and pieces of sound continued to flood in.
"He's got a sword. Doesn't that make him one of those Soul Reapers?" A boy's voice inquired, shortly before a girl took the forefront. "He could be one of those bandit guys that kills people." She spoke.
"You think so?" His voice practically oozing excitement. Kensei's eyes shot open, a child-like face silhouetted a blinding light, but quickly backed away. So bright, he thought.
"Hey! He's awake! Hey Mister, are you okay?"» History: ------Musashi Miyamoto is in-fact not the real Musashi Miyamoto, but a clone created through memory manipulation and acquisition and unethical human/soul experimentation.
-----His existence and focus on the fact that he is Musashi Miyamoto is a coincidence in the story.
-----He is one of many failed experiments to create artificial hybrids involving Shinigami, hollow, and demonic DNA. There are other "Failed experiments" wandering in the world with different personalities but are in similar situations.
>-The entire project failed, not just his instance of creation.
>-The fact the story focuses on Miyamoto Musashi is a coincidence, and it could have been anyone pulled from their memory banks
>-Musashi himself is a failed experiment
-----The actual premise of the story is less than "Oh look at me, I'm a clone" And more "Wait, there's more of me out there? I need to help them. And maybe I can do it. And wait...Who am I?"
-----The logs in the prologue are not formal entries into a scientific department, but rather personal logs that were in fact not supposed to be created due to the sensitive nature of the mission.
-----The scientists are meant to be regarded as jaded to the efforts of the war, and were a lot more formal at the beginning of the project. Hence deterioration of formal language by the end of the log.
-----It's supposed to be a sort of dark story in which there are basically mentally tortured clones of different people out there wandering aimlessly, and his character plot is supposed to be him saving them. Either by rescuing them from their situations, or putting them out of their misery quite literally.
-----The research began during the advent of World War 3 when humans realized they were at the disadvantage.
-----The research itself is no longer being continued; it was an effort by a group of spiritually aware human extremists and fanatics to counter-act the rising of different individual powers and races precluding or involving the WW3 of the site.
-----Very recently after being discarded from the facility he was in, a catastrophic failure occurred and the entire project was shut down.
-----Musashi himself was a failed subject, with the symptom of what is essentially two lives mixed into one. A regular human soul was used as the catalyst, and his original memories are of that man. But he is NOT the real Musashi Miyamoto.
-----When first discarded, his creators assumed he was dead; the only thing that seemed off was that spiritual energy was somehow being exuded from him, but this was chalked up to residue from their high-energy experimentations.
-----They had plenty of resources built up beforehand, and their counter-intelligence knowledge was good only up to the point it allowed them to move from location to location via underground networks that were previously created.
-----Although he was actually still alive, his memory of being Musashi himself was not activated nor realized until some unforeseen events took place in the present time that awakened his secondary personality; and that he's been another individual.
-----The individuals had less to do with the Gotei than they did the human world but were basically an operation funded for the sole purpose of creating walking-talking weapons.
-----The project failed, leaving only scarred remnants such as the Musashi clone.
-----The bodies used to create these experiments were "nobody" individuals, and pools from different locations were used in order to remain discreet; targeting times of decreased awareness due to propaganda about the war.
I. Equipment» Equipment:
I. Racial Techniques/Abilities/Skills» Racial Abilities:
I. Sealed Powers » Zanpakutô Name:
Minugahana みぬがはな (Reality Flower) (Literally: Reality cannot compete with imagination, Reality is a Flower)» Zanpakutô Spirit Appearance:
Kensei's spirit manifests in the form of two identical beautiful young women. One adorned entirely in white, the other entirely in red and black. Omoiyari wears a flower atop her head and typically prefers long flowing white dresses while Ikari prefers more men-styled clothes and never does her hair up, remaining messy just like Musashi's. Both have hair that matches their color gradients, while Omoiyari has pale white skin as well; Ikari has seemingly normal tan skin. These two women are exact replicas of his daughters in Miyamoto Musashi's real life, who symbolized his innocence as well as his passion to fight and dominate.» Inner World:
A world of many smaller worlds. Kensei's inner world can be described as a miniature solar system, a series of miniature worlds, where gravity and momentum have an imagination of their own. A lifeless, dark pit that’s constantly being circled by vivid colors and complex planets all around it, each with its own personalized theme. From candy worlds to technological utopias. This represents his constant turmoil with himself, seeing himself in others, and his struggle to find somewhere to fit in. As a Vagabond, Kensei sees many worlds within one.
Worlds constantly explode, or implode, and reform with different pieces to make new planets with entirely new designs every second of every minute. The more stable and collected Kensei is, the less chaotic the planets move in correlation and the less they rebuild each other.
The most chaotic of situations cause each mini planet to soar through the void like planetary baseballs, circling and smashing into each other. There is, however, always one constant. The center of the solar system is a large flower, one that contains itself without any damage or movement. When Kensei is in disarray, the dandelion wilts. When he’s happy, it’s luscious and green. And at the very top of this flower is where his Zanpakuto resides, known to his Zanpakuto as the Flower Moon Palace.» Zanpakutô Appearance:
Kensei's Zanpakuto is a combination of a katana blade and a wakizashi blade. They're worn and beaten swords with visible rust and chips spread all throughout, and seemingly dusty at all times. But this was to his liking, as they represented all the battles he's ever fought. The wakizashi is blue handled with visibly fewer chips than the katana but a torn handle wrap, whereas the katana itself had a brown handle that was incredibly more chipped but significantly less rusted than his wakizashi.
» Shikai Release Phrase: Gouge out your eyes and devour yourself in Avarice.
» Shikai Release Action: One sword must be struck against the other to create sparks, which then erupt into a flame of reiatsu around the blades.
» Shikai Appearance: When released, the sealed katana remains almost the same with the exception of a heavy red vapor emitting from it, which seems to get even thicker with each cut. The wakizashi shrinks into a small but thick curved dagger of bone, with sharp teeth placed randomly on the back as if torn straight from the jawbone, and a nasty jagged edge that would fool most into thinking it was dull.
» Shikai Abilities:
Omoiyari 思いやり (Compassion): “Dodge the Bullet” || ("Abunakatta") あぶなかった (Literally: Caution)
The person who last received damage is deemed “The last one picked”. Omoiyari favors the underdog, and thus the (next) attack of the last individual who received damage will be severely lethal, while the opponent’s damage will be minimized into non-lethal force( Concept cut affects this as well). While this ability is active, the user may also choose to double the strength and speed of a single attack for one post at the cost of his enemy’s next attack being double the speed and power. If both are damaged, the person who receives the most is considered the underdog and likewise, he may also choose to halve the speed and power of an enemy's attack at the cost of his own body being halved in both speed and power for the next post. For halving the effectiveness of this ability, the last two people hurt to become the underdog as opposed to just one.
Ikari 怒り (Wrath): “Simon Says” || ("Senchō-san no meire") 船長さんの命令 (Literally: Ship Captain's orders)
When Ikari cuts an opponent, the body part that is touched by the blade becomes linked to the user's own cellular blood, nerves, muscles, and skin. in that area. If an opponent's arm is cut, then the blood and nerves in that arm can be controlled by manipulating the blood and nerves in the user's own arm. This can be done to weaken, slow, or constrict their own blood-flow/nervous signals to inflict the same effect on the opponent. During the use of this ability, the user can make ‘house rules’’, much like a sore loser would cheat in a child’s match. This is nicknamed Jigou Jitoku, or 'what goes around comes around'. This allows the temporary amplified use of their own weakened limb which they are/have used to hinder the opponent, (1 post, 2x speed, and power)) before the body part is liberated by this effect will see all its blood vessels and nerves completely tattered, possibly writing it off for the rest of the battle. This damage is not given to the opponent, and only affects the user of this ability, who has attempted to create “House rules''. The user may swap the effect from Jigou Jitoku to Jitoku Jigou, or “what comes around goes around”. In this case, the user can amplify the abilities (speed, power, and reiatsu output by 2x for 1 post) of a target opponent’s body part or surface area (when it has been cut) for 1 post before this effect will see all its blood vessels and nerves completely tattered.
Ikari 怒り(Wrath): “You have to follow the Leader” || ("Riidaa ni tsutzuke") リーダーにつづけ (Literally: Follow the Leader)
More specifically, concept alteration. Whenever Ikari cuts something, it learns the formula to alter its concept into half, or double. The alteration can affect everything in a 50m radius, a person’s actions, or a singular action itself. However, any concept alteration that is directed toward a sentient being (such as an opponent or ally) or their actions must affect the user/opponent as well. (Any “cut” turned into a “gash” will affect Musashi as well) Any concept alteration enacted upon non-sentient origins will only affect what is deemed necessary by the user within his 50m radius, and only three concepts may be changed at a time per post. Examples: ‘Cut’ turned into ‘Gash’, or ‘leaf’ separated into ‘exoskeleton’ and ‘water’. ‘Bright light’ turned into ‘Blinding light’ or ‘blackened light’. The user may also choose to alter his own blade’s concept of cutting. In this case, every time the user strikes, a ‘metaphorical cut’ is left behind in that spot. A small Kanji for ‘cut’ hovering in the air that lasts for up to 3 posts. If an object or opponent comes into contact with the Kanji, the user can turn the ‘metaphor’ into ‘reality’ and the cut resumes; slicing anything within range when this happens as if actually cut in that area. If Minugahana's Ikari cuts a concept twice, it may be freely altered without affecting the user.
Omoiyari 思いやり (Compassion): "Gazing into the Mirror" || ("Murasaki no kagami.") 紫の鏡. (Literally: Purple Mirror)
Over the course of a certain amount of rounds, Miyamoto’s white bone dagger produces a constant light shower of ‘rain’ within a 100-meter radius of anywhere he is and may alter the intensity and direction of the rain by altering the radius. For example, he can push the rain farther than 100m but he loses the size of the radius. He can increase the intensity, but he must reduce the radius to 50m to double its intensity. Etc. This rain is the primary calling card of Minugahana. More commonly known as “Dry Rain”, this ability produces a reiatsu infused with moisture that does the exact opposite of what moisture does, and droughts/absorbs anything it touches over a period of time. While this is happening, a life-size translucent and ‘wet’ form of the opponent begins forming above them, slowly taking shape into the opponent over time. When increasing the intensity of the rain and focusing it on a single position, the user can overwhelm the reiatsu of abilities by 'drowning' and effectively draining it. When the opponent’s reiatsu is completely drained, the replica of the opponent becomes complete as if a mirror image.
I. Bankai» Bankai Release Phrase:
[What is your shinigami's release phrase?]» Bankai Release Action:
[Does your Shinigami do any physical action to release their Bankai? Feel free to remove this.]» Bankai Appearance:
[What does your Shinigami look like when released in their bankai?]» Bankai Abilities:
[What abilities does your Shinigami attain in Bankai?]
[NOTE: This form is restricted until 0-3, and is not usually granted upon approval. This is ONLY for pureblood Shinigami! Refer to the racial specs for more information]
» Shikokai Release Phrase: [What is your shinigami's release phrase?]
» Shikokai Release Action: [Does your Shinigami do any physical action to release their Shikokai? Feel free to remove this.]
» Shikokai Appearance: [What does your Shinigami look like when released in their Shikokai?]
» Shikokai Abilities: [What abilities does your Shinigami attain in Shikokai?]
I. Skill Sheet
(To Find Out about what these skills are for, please READ THIS THREAD
before you try doing anything to it.General Skills
- Durability: Untrained
- General Speed: Beginner
- Strength: Beginner
- Martial Skill: Advanced
- Hoho: Untrained
- Kidō: Untrained
- Zanjutsu: Advanced
- Hakuda: Adept
- Willpower/Determination: Untrained
- Mental Deduction: Adept
- Focus: Adept
I. Role Play Sample» Roleplay Sample:
Their actual mission in this village was to eliminate the ex-warlord known as Iijake Totsuka and his heirs. But of course, these types of missions always remained secretive even to the other members of the Shinmen household, and assignments were preferably kept segregated. After spotting the family eating their meal nearby a small hut, the Father went across from it into a small inn and ordered their shitty small-town ale. The retainer-swordsman pondered for quite a while on how he would go about eliminating the Family without drawing attention to himself; the village is spread out. Even at night, movement unseen would be difficult in a low-grass field. With a swig of what tasted acutely like piss water, he sighed in annoyance at the resolution to his own thoughts. There is no way to kill them without drawing attention.
“Miyamoto, go play with those children” Musashi turned and looked in the direction his Father was pointing, and without hesitation, began walking toward the group of three children and the woman watching over them. She looked puzzled at first by the arrival of Musashi, but was hardly hesitant in letting him play. A different time. This went on for about 30 minutes, and not a single problem arose within that time frame. But when those unforeseeable problems finally did arrive, life as they knew it had changed particularly quickly for the villagers of that small establishment. One moment, they were arguing over how to properly climb a tree. Next, their body parts were hanging from it. One or two minutes after being turned around, the parent looked back to see all three of her children, squirming in the bladed grass like worms. The small child Musashi stood over their bodies completely clueless. And with a devastatingly triumphant smile, Munisai walked forward with a blade in hand, sending a clean stroke across the woman’s face and severing it in half with a quiet ‘thwack’. She dropped, and the whole village shot up in chaos.