I AM Shinigami supposedly...
Basic Information:
Human Name: Uruha Reira
Shinigami Name: Minamoto Chiruka
Pirate Alias: Bucky D. Rose
Gender: Female
Age: 600
Division: 8th Division
Rank: Captain
Residence: Bucky Bull {Bucky Pirate’s Ship}
Appearance:
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Reira has long dark hair and deep purple eyes, it went perfectly well with her pale complexion, a common trait for most oriental women. Her looks can be categorized with the norms, nothing special in particular, but nothing too ordinary either.
She's mostly seen wearing dark clothing, may it be leather or jeans, something was always black. She especially likes to accessorize it with silver chains, skulls, leather belts, bracelet, collars and rings. From a far it would almost look as if she was a deranged rock star, but if you look closer, she's more like an under taker.
Reira likes wearing thick dark make up which screams out the darkness of her soul but that's only when she's off duty, on duty, she wears her regulatory-compulsory shinigami uniform, she'd like to dress up, but only when off duty.
On weird days she look slike a fruit basket, filled with colors and weird taste in fashion, considering everyday is a weird day for her after leaving gotei 13, she's only ever seen wearing colorful living world clothing.
Reira has 3 tattoos, on her back was a spider, a black widow with its legs stretched out reaching out to her ribs, on it was a number in the color of red. the number is 88.
On the left side of her neck was a name that says 'charlie' and the last of it was a red flower blooming found on her upper right arm.
From the her outer appearance, no visible scars could be found, not unless you look beyond what you seek. Across her chess, a big scar could be found, a scar making an ex from her shoulders stretching out onto the lower pelvis on both ends. The origin of her only scar is yet to be known. {Similar to Claire}
Aside from scars and tattoo's Reira also have several piercings, the visible ones are 3 dark stones pierced through her upper right ear lobe. She also has a belly ring with a red stone on it, on her left ear lobe, there are also tree piercings, but on the lower area of the lobe, and there not stones but rings.
Personality: Reira is a person who easily gets bored with what she's doing the very moment she does it. She tends to have memory lapses in times, but that's mostly because she's too pre-occupied by amusing her self.
Unlike regular people Riera is amused by weird things, the paranormal things which was already pretty common considering her line of work (shinigami). But she still thinks there are many things out there that she has yet to discover. Reira is an introvert, yet could be very perky at the same time, it can be simplified by saying that she's one big emotional hurricane with unpredictable weather casualties.
Reira likes a good laugh, she's the type who who doesn't laugh easily, but when she does it wont stop until she suffocates from it. Reira has a fish obsession, she likes slapping people with fishes mostly for laughs, but she's convinced that its your honor to get slapped by a fish, especially if its from her herself.
Being cursed with eternal boredom, Reira submits to reading when when all else fails, She'd have mountains of Shojo manga pilling up inside her room even higher than her paper work.
Afterlife and everything else pretty much caught Reira's attention when she was alive, but upon dying, she's lost interest since it was very boring and a lot like human life, only its longer and set on an earlier time (edo period)
But when she saw shinigami's in action, she's been obsessed with swords materializing 'demons' (as she called them).
But as soon as she took interest in them, she's lost all her memories when she was alive, thus took interest in the after life once more and just thought of visiting the living world as world travel to fight of demons that are invading the other world.
Upon leaving the gotei 13, not a lot about her personality has changed, although she's believed to be a lot weirder than when she was within the circle.
Your Legacy:
Character Story:
Starter {Fake version}
Reira's parents were traveling performers, she's traveled all over the world entertaining people together with her twin brother, and half brother Kyouga. Thus felt certain emptiness, she was always bored. But through her travels, what she loved the most was the adventure and the thrill of being somewhere else and dealing with people coming from different cultures with different stories each person, but what she loved most was stories about the paranormal.
She heard so much of the same thing over and over, and since she was traveling, it was always re-occurring everywhere. It's the same story. Roads destroyed for no reason, earthquakes, explosions, they were all different from a natural disaster, and she wasn't gonna sleep on just "oh, yeah it happens 'NO! "There has to be more" she said. She was convinced that they were battle casualties, but somehow there were always cover ups done by a certain non-government organization. It was conspiracy after the other, and if she were to solve it, her name would be known and remembered for eternities, thus making her worries about living expenses history.
When she turned 18 she decided to start her own journey by leaving the circus of traveling performers, her parents. They did keep in touch with each other, and occasionally met when they happen to stay on the same city or country. But she's been doing research about this paranormal activities for years and years, but the more she got close, the farther and the darker the study became.
There were instances when people saw the creatures that have done this things, and they confirmed the existence of a group persecuting this beings, and another doing the cover ups. But she was not content with just testimonies her self, she just had to see it for her self, show proof of its existence and out smart what would seem to be an organization that can take her in a wince.
It was not later that her child's play become the real deal.
One stormy night, on the woods of a remote area, she heard something, something neither living, nor familiar, shortly after, like on those dinosaur movies, the ground shakes in a rhythmic manner, like foot steps, it was nearing her closer and closer, it went, then it stops.
The rain stopped, but not entirely everywhere, only on top of her she realized. As she looked up vein like light particle took shape of an unmasked monster, she was convinced that this was the monstrosity that the stories foretold. But before she could even admire or acknowledge its existence, strong invisible force threw her off the ground and knocking her out completely. She slammed her head over a huge rock causing it to bleed mercilessly out of control and so she fainted.
She woke up with a weird sensation of something heavy pressing over her entire body, as she opened her eyes, she saw it, it was in front of her, the very monster in the tales of new and old, she could not believe her eyes. After years of research and study, she'd finally come across them her self, and it’s killing her, what more proof can she ask?
Realizing her dream in front of her, she lost the ability to breathe properly; strange magnet pulled her out of her body its original, disposable shell and was placed over something new. She saw a huge chunk of metal with a broken chain connected to it, it would almost seem that there was another end to it, but she knew that it was somewhere far far away from her, but something so close, something familiar, but what was it?
She was... long before dead she instantly realized it as the chain quickly ate it's self.
"It would soon be all over i guess." She laughed as the chains become even shorter.
But like a miracle, the knights in the story appeared; they were wearing hakama's and were carrying swords which emitted pure energy. Reira was surprised as to how she felt new things without even realizing it.
What came after were just flashes of images as she went into a deep sleep, she'd finally arrived to her final destination… Death.
Soul Life {Mixed with reality, mostly fake}
Upon dieing, she had thought of everything as just a bad dream, but after waking up with Edo period clothing covering her skin, she began to wonder where she was, rather, when she was at. She turned to look around, but nothing was familiar to her.
She was inside a small room, it neatly decorated with ornaments and wall painting of Japanese calligraphy, the room had paper thin walls and sliding doors that she wasn’t accustomed to.
She took a peek out the window and was surprised with what she saw. "It's all, manual labor" she said with a long face. Everyone was working there selves to the bone, lifting things, using hammers and walking, she didn’t like the idea of it, but it felt like she had no choice. She sat back and took a deep sigh, only then noticing the lone certificate hanging on the wall. It said. “Alfred Alstein, 12th Division Captain, Shinigami Academy Head Administrator.”
It seems she was found by this person named Alfred Alstein who she thinks lived there, but where was he? Curious, she slid open the door and walked around the large mansion. Despite it’s wide space and vacant rooms, it was rather empty, no one was there except for her, and she made sure of it herself, she wondered where everyone was, but she couldn’t find anyone to ask questions from, so she decided to go out and travel the city.
People were so innocent and carefree, by the time she still hasn’t figured out that she's dead yet, she just walked the streets aimlessly, the street signs were written in a different language, that of which she doesn’t recognize from all her travels, she was already restless, searching for answers, when she came across a word which sounded familiar to her. “Seireitei” she read. The realization came to her so quick that she fell into a sitting position, something which made people turn to her in concern. Tears fell down from her eyes, slow, they were filled with sorrow. Seiretei is the home of the dead, or so, those purified goes here. Slowly, her death came back to her, she felt like she was being hunted again, alerted she stood up, somewhat relieving her death, she heard the hollow’s growl, and ran towards the safest destination she could think of, which in her human memory, the forest.
She was stuck on the cold dark woods as it began to rain, her nightmare was following her, a creature of that this world called hollows. She was so scared of the death that she had came to, and what not one after the other, could she die twice? ‘What’s gonna come after this?’ she thought ’ another world? or am I just gonna disappear.’
She was no where near ready to die again, she's already died once and she doesn’t want to go through it again.
She closed her eyes in deep thought, almost concentrating under the rain and hiding behind the tree, a blue round shaped energy ball formed over her palm alarming her, she was scared of it and shook it off in panic. “What the heck is this” she shook her arms even stronger to toss it off, but it sticks like a part of her body. “Get off of me!” she yelled holding out her arm and it blasted off like an energy ball from one of those manga’s she read, she was a little impressed for a second there, but the misfire gave her location out to whatever was looking for her. She heared the spine shaking growl once more, behind her, it moved quick. Her eyes widened as she felt the same pressure smashing against her body, causing her to be thrown somewhere amidst the forest area. Light peeked from the cold dark skies leaking rain, “weep for me” she asked the skies. “Im dying again, am i?” She couldn’t see the creature clearly, but with the rain stopping, she realized where it was. She recalled how she formed the blue energy and aimed it towards the hollow mercilessly. “This is for killing me” she said aiming her palm towards it and blasting what’s known as kido in this world.
The kido blasted a hole over its body, spilling hollow blood all over her drenched body under rain. She knew she was going to die again, it was almost nostalgic, since, after what happened, she saw the flashes of images again, much like when before she died. But this time it was different, they were no longer memories she could keep, rather, memories she no longer will remember.
The next day she woke up back in the mansion. Her injuries somewhat patched up, but she cant remember anything, her name, what happened or what this place was, it was like waking up in a dream, from a long nightmare, you finally reach enlightenment that you could neither accept nor reject fully.
She couldn’t sit up to see who was watching on the bedside, an old man with long gray hear wearing a thin framed eyeglasses. He looked tired, exhausted from something she still couldn’t understand. With her strength she moved her hand towards his arm, he was asleep, and she knew it, but she wanted to know this person, the person who saved her.
She slept again, and the next day, two servants came to her aide, one of which was to be her mentor, strict and poised, an old lady which she learned to know who has a heart of gold despite her rather vile appearance. Reira later learned to love her. The other was younger, her personal bodyguard who was always silently following her. Her name is Moshiro, from the Aoyama Clan, who’s a subsidiary group of the Minamoto Clan, They’ve worked under the Minamoto for generations.
The mansion was huge, filled with people in every corner, so many work to be done, servants running around, she saw a flash of image going though her brain, she saw this place empty, but she ignored it, the more she think about her situation, the more she wondered.
For days, she’s been treated like a queen, with a body guard following her around, and a mentor who thought her about manners, diplomacy, who asked her to read books and to write journal entries of her everyday life, she was starting to wonder weather she was being treated fairly or not.
For one, the role they’re molding her into wasn’t something she liked, and another was that it’s rather strange not to get answers to questions that were already piling up. Like what this place was, who she was, who were they and what she was doing here. Fed up with getting no answers she decided to run away, surprisingly, she was able to get pass her personal body guard unnoticed.
The streets were filled with people selling goods, spices, ornaments, clothing and other products, they all flooded her like flies upon seeing her, she was like a famous person, they all called for her attention. “A Minamoto a Minamoto!” They said, she ran away from them, but she caused quite a commotion, something she didn’t expect. They called her a Minamoto, but she didn’t even know her name.
She couldn’t help wonder how they know who she was, maybe she was known after all. But she cant remember anything. Making the run for the woods, she suddenly felt great pressure fall over her, it forced her to her knees, disabling her from any movements. “This is where you stop” a voice called to her, strong and precise, it was a mans voice. She looked up, and there he was, Alfred Alstein, she couldn’t hide the smile on her face, she waited to see him so long, and there he was, but she knew she did something wrong then there, she kept silent.
“Ruka, my daughter.” He walked to her. “It seems, you still cant remember your name.” he held her in his arms. “Chiruka, that’s your name, remember it, and live with it.”
She cried for some reason, but not from her actions, but she felt the sorrow in his voice from hearing Ruka, something about that name gave him great pain. “I understand.”
From that day on, she lived as a Minamoto, as the daughter of Alfred Alstein, a well respected member of the clan. She's been trained to be strong, to be a natural born leader, poised and admirable. She studied clan situations, solved diplomatic crisis local and overseas, people looked up to her for her job well done, and was even named to be the next heir, but with a tragedy, the clan oyabun Minamoto Jubi was killed by a traitor who vanished from tracks. It greatly crippled the clan, and its subsidiaries, but nothing to great to keep them from standing. Being next in line, she didn’t feel prepared, rather, angered by the mockery of Minamoto’s Pride, she wanted vengeance for the clan, and to do so, she wanted to join the Gotei 13. The elders scorned her for speaking of such foolish non-sense. “Your duty is to your clan, and the clan summons you to hold this pride you speak of.” She bows respectfully. “But this pride I must fight for, I feel unprepared, I shall seek this traitor as an avenger, even if it means being disowned.” One of the elders stood up and yelled high strung. “Preposterous!” the other protested as well. “You’ve shamed us far enough, you are here by…” Before being able to speak further, Alfred Alstein interrupted, something which Ruru didn’t anticipate at the time, she thought he had shinigami duties. Something which didn’t qualify him for the position some time back, but what is he doing here now? “Now now, don’t judge my daughter like you judged me.” He started, giving them an envelope each. “That’s all you need to know about my mission, its completed, and im willing to return, if you let her do what she wants.”
The elders opened the folder and was more than surprised that Alfred actually finished what he came to Gotei 13 to do. “Well, but..” One of the elders started. “It’s not something we can argue over, I suppose a deal like that wont be too bad.”
The session ended and Ruru was released from her chains. “Don’t ever do something that reckless, ever again.” Alfred Alstein reminded. “The next time you do something like that, I might no longer be around to save you, my daughter.” It felt more like a warning more than anything, but he was right, she had to get stronger; she had to get stronger if it means surviving by her self, let alone, be the very foundation that makes this clan stand someday.
Shinigami Academy Days
Shunsui Kyōraku is one of the oldest professors in the shinigami academy. 5’4 in height very lazy and perverted yet is named one of the strongest shinigami’s in history. He’s said to be one of the 7 warlords who defended sereitei against the legion, but non of it was proven. Of all the instructors to be assigned to, Ruru believed she was assigned to the worst, she wanted to complain, but kept her composure to wear a face for the Minamoto’s. “I won’t teach you till your feminine enough.” he snickered and refused to teach her till she becomes more feminine. It really hit a nerve hearing that from an old perverted man who supposed to be all gooey eyes over women, but no, she was rather insulted hearing of her not being feminine enough, something of which that she saw as a challenge. “I’ll show you old man, I’ll show you.” With rage, she ran back home to the Minamoto manor and gathered things she needed. The next day she returned. He went out and saw her. “Ahh, a flat board.” He walked away leaving her broken. The next day she came back wearing a school girl uniform. He came out and simply walked passed by her. The same thing happened over and over for a whole month; she kept her composure as a Minamoto with a different outfit daily. But he still refuses to teach her no matter what she does. The 30th day, she finally had it and stayed up the whole night preparing the ultimate outfit to make her more feminine, so she wore it under her academy uniform. She was sitting on the same spot, waiting to be instructed. But her lack of sleep was making her loose focus, “A 5 minute nap wont be that bad…” she thought, closing her eyes, slowly, slowly, he was infront of her wide eyes. “Ahh, so that’s the real you.” He said. Ruru screamed a bit, backing a few inches, she was dozing to sleep, and he finally paid attention to her, but why? She covered her mouth with one hand and waved the other infornt of his face. She was so embarrassed with her actions. “To late now, it took you long enough.” He said, sipping tea in front of her. He was so carefree that it’s almost irritating, she turned away a bit, still trying to hide her real thoughts under a fake smile which was slowly cracking. “Ahh, but I did like your show everyday, different outfits, some cute, some just over doing it, why were you dressed differently anyway.” He laid on the flat form, supporting his head with one hand, and the other scratching his leg. “You have a thing for cosplay?” He was seriously just asking her now, and she was loosing her patience with this very small man. “I… i…” Ruru started. “I wore some… of.. the most embarrassing.. outfits.. in my life… and all you have to say… is that I … have a thing for cosplay.” Faced down, she gave in, he turned to her rather uncaring. “Don’t you?” he asked, making her snap, Ruru started laughing slowly in a very dark manner, she looked up to him, her eyes lit by flames. “I DON’T COSPLAY!!!” She yells in one blow, breathing heavily, her voice echoing over his space of training. “I knew that.” He said, sipping tea, breaking her even more, she doesn’t get him at all. “So… why did… you… say… you wont teach me.. till I’m feminine enough.” Ruru asked, and he turned to her with a rather puzzled looked picking his nose this time. “Ahh. I might’ve said that, but that’s not what I meant.” He flicked the dirt away and continued. “ What I meant was be your self, and I would teach you.” Ruru was still looking down, but this time, she was more sorrowful. “You… You should’ve just said that.” This time she had the ultimate feminine weapon, tears, the senseis heart started breathing faster and faster, enveloped by her femininity, he couldn’t be more touched. “neh, don’t cry.” He stood up walking towards to her, but in an instant Ruru diverted back into her true form and punched him so hard that he flew through his paper door. “As if you weird little perverted man!!”
It was then the student Minamoto Chiruka became true to her self and Shunsui finally thought her as his apprentice. She passed with flying colors, and he passed with flying bruises, blue black and red.
-end
RP Sample:
Your Zanpakuto:
Zanpakuto Name: Himo No Tenshi
Sealed Appearance: A katana of normal length, jet black in color, old, with a few parts chipped off and rusted. But it doesn’t change the fact that it’s one of Minamoto’s prided zanpakutos.
Zanpakuto Spirit Description:
Appearance:
She is a little marionette girl moved by strings which reaches out into the horizon. Her body is made entirely out of wood, with wooden fingers and joints. She has crystal eyes painted in blue, has a long tied up black hair and wears a red and black ballerina dress. She's sometimes seen with an eye patch, wearing a small tall hat, with flower or insect shaped brooches.
Personality:
Playful, vengeful, happy, depressed. Extreme of the extremes, usually the opposite of how Ruru is feeling the very moment.
Zanpakuto Inner world:
Believed to be a two dimensional world with two moons, one the black moon where everything is white, and one the white moon where everything is black. Ruru calls the place 'ironia' its an Italian world translating to irony, for it was ironic how the world was built with thick black/white visible lines, like it was drawn or painted by her very own mind, yet when inside it, anyone would feel no change.
The place explains of how her real life as a human was, but no one knows for (even her) what the significance is.
Shikai
Shikai Release Phrase: shittsui ue , Himo no tenshi(fall above)
Released Appearance: Himo Becomes rust free
Other Changes: sometimes, Ruru’s outfit changes into white, much like an espada’s uniform.
Zanpakuto Name: Yogenorūru (予言ルール; Prophecies Rule)
Sealed Appearance:
Regular – Much like Himo No tenshi, Yogen is a katana of normal length, and similar to Himo, it’s condition is the same, tattered, and rusted, the only difference is that Yogen is Ivory white, while Himo is jet black.
Special Cases - In special events, Yogen appears to be pure gold, without rust, this only happens on rare occations, it has no additional effects, but the color of Ruru’s spiritual pressure changes to amber.
Zanpakuto Spirit Description:
Bankai
Shikai Release Phrase: sing songs of the six gods , Yogenoruru
Released Appearance: Yogen becomes rust free, as a small round clock appears over the user showing everyone 6 roman numerals.
Other Changes: Darkness surrounds the area, making the temperature drop drastically.
Abilities
Name: Mero-Meru Zero (Mirror Mirror 0)
State: Himonotenshi/Shikai
Terms of Usage: Passive ability. Can use it after 10 topic posts. Can use it only once in a fight and lasts for 10-20 posts max, depending on Ruru’s current situation.
Description: Mero-Meru Zero is an ability that requires preparation, it requires a lot of movement from the user to set the dimensions of the illusion she would activate. She’s not to attack the enemy even if she gets hit several times, it is the price she must pay for proper activation, after 10 posts without attacking, she can now activate the ability which alters the areas dimensions, the dimensions created by Himo No Tenshi is called worlds, and each worlds represents a door which leads a person whose trapped in it to places they know or have been before. Each worlds can have a good and downside, some doors will lead you to a nightmare, and some, to a place where your inner world lies, Ruru can control which doors appear, and can lock you out there for some time till you find an exit. While you’re trapped within Mero-Meru Zero, your body in real time will stop, same with Ruru as the technique requires her to be in a deep meditative trance. While in trance, strong barrier protects her, or an illusion of her is visible to hide her true location. She can either be in the real world, or within the illusions world. Either witch one way to get out is kill her inside the world, another is to find a way out, back into your body.
Name: Mero-Meru Ichi (Mirror Mirror 1)
State: Himonotenshi/shikai
Terms of Usage:Passive ability, no special condition
Description: While MM0 requires great reiatsu and concentration, MM1 is the creates the most basic illusions without affecting the dimensions area. It alters the enemies perception with a little light bending.
This technique only produces illusions to trick the enemy and nothing more, attacks coming from this technique cant damage, but there mental thinking could be affected.
Name: Mero-Meru Nii (Mirror Mirror 2)
State: Himonotenshi/Shikai
Terms of Usage: Passive abilities
Description: MM2 is a simplified version of MM0 version of Ruru hiding her true location, it’s useful spying , escaping or making a diversion. Ruru can create up to 100 copies of her self at a time, but if she keeps them active for a long time, her reiatsu will be drained.
Even if she can make 100 MM copies, she only creates 1-3 copies to maximize there skills. They can only stay active within the 10 meter radius marking her territory, if they walk pass out the boundary, they puff into smoke. If attacked, the copy would puff (yes think naruto) into smoke, but if it doesn’t, it could only mean that it has more spiritual pressure stored or that it’s Ruru her self.
The copy rules are simple they can attack but not on a captain level unless programmed to do so. Not all copies are copies, they could be MM1’s combined with MM2. Copies cant use special attacks like kido or zanpakuto, if they however attempt to do so, they can release spiritual pressure, but it only means disappearing for them in the very end of there attempt.
Post wise, this clones can last for 15 posts if they don’t exert much effort, but if they use up there reserved Reiatsu, they will disappear quicker (say if there fighting or running at incredible speed.)
Name: Chichi (loop) 父
State: Himonotenshi/Shikai
Terms of Usage: Activated by saying the ability name.
Description: Chichi loops attacks that Ruru made even up to the strength of a level 90 kido. The attack will come from the same direction, and you can even see a shadow image of her doing the attack. With her MM abilities, its almost impossible which is real from not, what to avoid, and what not to, but only Chichi can do high level attacks that it can even loop mm attacks, disinclining MM0.
Chichi relies solely on Ruru’s reiatsu, if her reiatsu is weak, the looped image would appear like static lines, vanishing in bits if not simply hollow. She can only loop attacks that she made within a 10 meter radius area, if the enemy is out of range, the attack wont hit them. There’s no limit on how many times Ruru can use chichi, but she was adviced not to use a 50/50 move that could damage her more than she damages her enemies. It’s said that if her reiatsu is drained, it will eat away her life force, something that would shorten her life as a soul in its self.
Basic Information:
Human Name: Uruha Reira
Shinigami Name: Minamoto Chiruka
Pirate Alias: Bucky D. Rose
Gender: Female
Age: 600
Division: 8th Division
Rank: Captain
Residence: Bucky Bull {Bucky Pirate’s Ship}
Appearance:
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Reira has long dark hair and deep purple eyes, it went perfectly well with her pale complexion, a common trait for most oriental women. Her looks can be categorized with the norms, nothing special in particular, but nothing too ordinary either.
She's mostly seen wearing dark clothing, may it be leather or jeans, something was always black. She especially likes to accessorize it with silver chains, skulls, leather belts, bracelet, collars and rings. From a far it would almost look as if she was a deranged rock star, but if you look closer, she's more like an under taker.
Reira likes wearing thick dark make up which screams out the darkness of her soul but that's only when she's off duty, on duty, she wears her regulatory-compulsory shinigami uniform, she'd like to dress up, but only when off duty.
On weird days she look slike a fruit basket, filled with colors and weird taste in fashion, considering everyday is a weird day for her after leaving gotei 13, she's only ever seen wearing colorful living world clothing.
Reira has 3 tattoos, on her back was a spider, a black widow with its legs stretched out reaching out to her ribs, on it was a number in the color of red. the number is 88.
On the left side of her neck was a name that says 'charlie' and the last of it was a red flower blooming found on her upper right arm.
From the her outer appearance, no visible scars could be found, not unless you look beyond what you seek. Across her chess, a big scar could be found, a scar making an ex from her shoulders stretching out onto the lower pelvis on both ends. The origin of her only scar is yet to be known. {Similar to Claire}
Aside from scars and tattoo's Reira also have several piercings, the visible ones are 3 dark stones pierced through her upper right ear lobe. She also has a belly ring with a red stone on it, on her left ear lobe, there are also tree piercings, but on the lower area of the lobe, and there not stones but rings.
Personality: Reira is a person who easily gets bored with what she's doing the very moment she does it. She tends to have memory lapses in times, but that's mostly because she's too pre-occupied by amusing her self.
Unlike regular people Riera is amused by weird things, the paranormal things which was already pretty common considering her line of work (shinigami). But she still thinks there are many things out there that she has yet to discover. Reira is an introvert, yet could be very perky at the same time, it can be simplified by saying that she's one big emotional hurricane with unpredictable weather casualties.
Reira likes a good laugh, she's the type who who doesn't laugh easily, but when she does it wont stop until she suffocates from it. Reira has a fish obsession, she likes slapping people with fishes mostly for laughs, but she's convinced that its your honor to get slapped by a fish, especially if its from her herself.
Being cursed with eternal boredom, Reira submits to reading when when all else fails, She'd have mountains of Shojo manga pilling up inside her room even higher than her paper work.
Afterlife and everything else pretty much caught Reira's attention when she was alive, but upon dying, she's lost interest since it was very boring and a lot like human life, only its longer and set on an earlier time (edo period)
But when she saw shinigami's in action, she's been obsessed with swords materializing 'demons' (as she called them).
But as soon as she took interest in them, she's lost all her memories when she was alive, thus took interest in the after life once more and just thought of visiting the living world as world travel to fight of demons that are invading the other world.
Upon leaving the gotei 13, not a lot about her personality has changed, although she's believed to be a lot weirder than when she was within the circle.
Your Legacy:
Character Story:
Starter {Fake version}
Reira's parents were traveling performers, she's traveled all over the world entertaining people together with her twin brother, and half brother Kyouga. Thus felt certain emptiness, she was always bored. But through her travels, what she loved the most was the adventure and the thrill of being somewhere else and dealing with people coming from different cultures with different stories each person, but what she loved most was stories about the paranormal.
She heard so much of the same thing over and over, and since she was traveling, it was always re-occurring everywhere. It's the same story. Roads destroyed for no reason, earthquakes, explosions, they were all different from a natural disaster, and she wasn't gonna sleep on just "oh, yeah it happens 'NO! "There has to be more" she said. She was convinced that they were battle casualties, but somehow there were always cover ups done by a certain non-government organization. It was conspiracy after the other, and if she were to solve it, her name would be known and remembered for eternities, thus making her worries about living expenses history.
When she turned 18 she decided to start her own journey by leaving the circus of traveling performers, her parents. They did keep in touch with each other, and occasionally met when they happen to stay on the same city or country. But she's been doing research about this paranormal activities for years and years, but the more she got close, the farther and the darker the study became.
There were instances when people saw the creatures that have done this things, and they confirmed the existence of a group persecuting this beings, and another doing the cover ups. But she was not content with just testimonies her self, she just had to see it for her self, show proof of its existence and out smart what would seem to be an organization that can take her in a wince.
It was not later that her child's play become the real deal.
One stormy night, on the woods of a remote area, she heard something, something neither living, nor familiar, shortly after, like on those dinosaur movies, the ground shakes in a rhythmic manner, like foot steps, it was nearing her closer and closer, it went, then it stops.
The rain stopped, but not entirely everywhere, only on top of her she realized. As she looked up vein like light particle took shape of an unmasked monster, she was convinced that this was the monstrosity that the stories foretold. But before she could even admire or acknowledge its existence, strong invisible force threw her off the ground and knocking her out completely. She slammed her head over a huge rock causing it to bleed mercilessly out of control and so she fainted.
She woke up with a weird sensation of something heavy pressing over her entire body, as she opened her eyes, she saw it, it was in front of her, the very monster in the tales of new and old, she could not believe her eyes. After years of research and study, she'd finally come across them her self, and it’s killing her, what more proof can she ask?
Realizing her dream in front of her, she lost the ability to breathe properly; strange magnet pulled her out of her body its original, disposable shell and was placed over something new. She saw a huge chunk of metal with a broken chain connected to it, it would almost seem that there was another end to it, but she knew that it was somewhere far far away from her, but something so close, something familiar, but what was it?
She was... long before dead she instantly realized it as the chain quickly ate it's self.
"It would soon be all over i guess." She laughed as the chains become even shorter.
But like a miracle, the knights in the story appeared; they were wearing hakama's and were carrying swords which emitted pure energy. Reira was surprised as to how she felt new things without even realizing it.
What came after were just flashes of images as she went into a deep sleep, she'd finally arrived to her final destination… Death.
Soul Life {Mixed with reality, mostly fake}
Upon dieing, she had thought of everything as just a bad dream, but after waking up with Edo period clothing covering her skin, she began to wonder where she was, rather, when she was at. She turned to look around, but nothing was familiar to her.
She was inside a small room, it neatly decorated with ornaments and wall painting of Japanese calligraphy, the room had paper thin walls and sliding doors that she wasn’t accustomed to.
She took a peek out the window and was surprised with what she saw. "It's all, manual labor" she said with a long face. Everyone was working there selves to the bone, lifting things, using hammers and walking, she didn’t like the idea of it, but it felt like she had no choice. She sat back and took a deep sigh, only then noticing the lone certificate hanging on the wall. It said. “Alfred Alstein, 12th Division Captain, Shinigami Academy Head Administrator.”
It seems she was found by this person named Alfred Alstein who she thinks lived there, but where was he? Curious, she slid open the door and walked around the large mansion. Despite it’s wide space and vacant rooms, it was rather empty, no one was there except for her, and she made sure of it herself, she wondered where everyone was, but she couldn’t find anyone to ask questions from, so she decided to go out and travel the city.
People were so innocent and carefree, by the time she still hasn’t figured out that she's dead yet, she just walked the streets aimlessly, the street signs were written in a different language, that of which she doesn’t recognize from all her travels, she was already restless, searching for answers, when she came across a word which sounded familiar to her. “Seireitei” she read. The realization came to her so quick that she fell into a sitting position, something which made people turn to her in concern. Tears fell down from her eyes, slow, they were filled with sorrow. Seiretei is the home of the dead, or so, those purified goes here. Slowly, her death came back to her, she felt like she was being hunted again, alerted she stood up, somewhat relieving her death, she heard the hollow’s growl, and ran towards the safest destination she could think of, which in her human memory, the forest.
She was stuck on the cold dark woods as it began to rain, her nightmare was following her, a creature of that this world called hollows. She was so scared of the death that she had came to, and what not one after the other, could she die twice? ‘What’s gonna come after this?’ she thought ’ another world? or am I just gonna disappear.’
She was no where near ready to die again, she's already died once and she doesn’t want to go through it again.
She closed her eyes in deep thought, almost concentrating under the rain and hiding behind the tree, a blue round shaped energy ball formed over her palm alarming her, she was scared of it and shook it off in panic. “What the heck is this” she shook her arms even stronger to toss it off, but it sticks like a part of her body. “Get off of me!” she yelled holding out her arm and it blasted off like an energy ball from one of those manga’s she read, she was a little impressed for a second there, but the misfire gave her location out to whatever was looking for her. She heared the spine shaking growl once more, behind her, it moved quick. Her eyes widened as she felt the same pressure smashing against her body, causing her to be thrown somewhere amidst the forest area. Light peeked from the cold dark skies leaking rain, “weep for me” she asked the skies. “Im dying again, am i?” She couldn’t see the creature clearly, but with the rain stopping, she realized where it was. She recalled how she formed the blue energy and aimed it towards the hollow mercilessly. “This is for killing me” she said aiming her palm towards it and blasting what’s known as kido in this world.
The kido blasted a hole over its body, spilling hollow blood all over her drenched body under rain. She knew she was going to die again, it was almost nostalgic, since, after what happened, she saw the flashes of images again, much like when before she died. But this time it was different, they were no longer memories she could keep, rather, memories she no longer will remember.
The next day she woke up back in the mansion. Her injuries somewhat patched up, but she cant remember anything, her name, what happened or what this place was, it was like waking up in a dream, from a long nightmare, you finally reach enlightenment that you could neither accept nor reject fully.
She couldn’t sit up to see who was watching on the bedside, an old man with long gray hear wearing a thin framed eyeglasses. He looked tired, exhausted from something she still couldn’t understand. With her strength she moved her hand towards his arm, he was asleep, and she knew it, but she wanted to know this person, the person who saved her.
She slept again, and the next day, two servants came to her aide, one of which was to be her mentor, strict and poised, an old lady which she learned to know who has a heart of gold despite her rather vile appearance. Reira later learned to love her. The other was younger, her personal bodyguard who was always silently following her. Her name is Moshiro, from the Aoyama Clan, who’s a subsidiary group of the Minamoto Clan, They’ve worked under the Minamoto for generations.
The mansion was huge, filled with people in every corner, so many work to be done, servants running around, she saw a flash of image going though her brain, she saw this place empty, but she ignored it, the more she think about her situation, the more she wondered.
For days, she’s been treated like a queen, with a body guard following her around, and a mentor who thought her about manners, diplomacy, who asked her to read books and to write journal entries of her everyday life, she was starting to wonder weather she was being treated fairly or not.
For one, the role they’re molding her into wasn’t something she liked, and another was that it’s rather strange not to get answers to questions that were already piling up. Like what this place was, who she was, who were they and what she was doing here. Fed up with getting no answers she decided to run away, surprisingly, she was able to get pass her personal body guard unnoticed.
The streets were filled with people selling goods, spices, ornaments, clothing and other products, they all flooded her like flies upon seeing her, she was like a famous person, they all called for her attention. “A Minamoto a Minamoto!” They said, she ran away from them, but she caused quite a commotion, something she didn’t expect. They called her a Minamoto, but she didn’t even know her name.
She couldn’t help wonder how they know who she was, maybe she was known after all. But she cant remember anything. Making the run for the woods, she suddenly felt great pressure fall over her, it forced her to her knees, disabling her from any movements. “This is where you stop” a voice called to her, strong and precise, it was a mans voice. She looked up, and there he was, Alfred Alstein, she couldn’t hide the smile on her face, she waited to see him so long, and there he was, but she knew she did something wrong then there, she kept silent.
“Ruka, my daughter.” He walked to her. “It seems, you still cant remember your name.” he held her in his arms. “Chiruka, that’s your name, remember it, and live with it.”
She cried for some reason, but not from her actions, but she felt the sorrow in his voice from hearing Ruka, something about that name gave him great pain. “I understand.”
From that day on, she lived as a Minamoto, as the daughter of Alfred Alstein, a well respected member of the clan. She's been trained to be strong, to be a natural born leader, poised and admirable. She studied clan situations, solved diplomatic crisis local and overseas, people looked up to her for her job well done, and was even named to be the next heir, but with a tragedy, the clan oyabun Minamoto Jubi was killed by a traitor who vanished from tracks. It greatly crippled the clan, and its subsidiaries, but nothing to great to keep them from standing. Being next in line, she didn’t feel prepared, rather, angered by the mockery of Minamoto’s Pride, she wanted vengeance for the clan, and to do so, she wanted to join the Gotei 13. The elders scorned her for speaking of such foolish non-sense. “Your duty is to your clan, and the clan summons you to hold this pride you speak of.” She bows respectfully. “But this pride I must fight for, I feel unprepared, I shall seek this traitor as an avenger, even if it means being disowned.” One of the elders stood up and yelled high strung. “Preposterous!” the other protested as well. “You’ve shamed us far enough, you are here by…” Before being able to speak further, Alfred Alstein interrupted, something which Ruru didn’t anticipate at the time, she thought he had shinigami duties. Something which didn’t qualify him for the position some time back, but what is he doing here now? “Now now, don’t judge my daughter like you judged me.” He started, giving them an envelope each. “That’s all you need to know about my mission, its completed, and im willing to return, if you let her do what she wants.”
The elders opened the folder and was more than surprised that Alfred actually finished what he came to Gotei 13 to do. “Well, but..” One of the elders started. “It’s not something we can argue over, I suppose a deal like that wont be too bad.”
The session ended and Ruru was released from her chains. “Don’t ever do something that reckless, ever again.” Alfred Alstein reminded. “The next time you do something like that, I might no longer be around to save you, my daughter.” It felt more like a warning more than anything, but he was right, she had to get stronger; she had to get stronger if it means surviving by her self, let alone, be the very foundation that makes this clan stand someday.
Shinigami Academy Days
Shunsui Kyōraku is one of the oldest professors in the shinigami academy. 5’4 in height very lazy and perverted yet is named one of the strongest shinigami’s in history. He’s said to be one of the 7 warlords who defended sereitei against the legion, but non of it was proven. Of all the instructors to be assigned to, Ruru believed she was assigned to the worst, she wanted to complain, but kept her composure to wear a face for the Minamoto’s. “I won’t teach you till your feminine enough.” he snickered and refused to teach her till she becomes more feminine. It really hit a nerve hearing that from an old perverted man who supposed to be all gooey eyes over women, but no, she was rather insulted hearing of her not being feminine enough, something of which that she saw as a challenge. “I’ll show you old man, I’ll show you.” With rage, she ran back home to the Minamoto manor and gathered things she needed. The next day she returned. He went out and saw her. “Ahh, a flat board.” He walked away leaving her broken. The next day she came back wearing a school girl uniform. He came out and simply walked passed by her. The same thing happened over and over for a whole month; she kept her composure as a Minamoto with a different outfit daily. But he still refuses to teach her no matter what she does. The 30th day, she finally had it and stayed up the whole night preparing the ultimate outfit to make her more feminine, so she wore it under her academy uniform. She was sitting on the same spot, waiting to be instructed. But her lack of sleep was making her loose focus, “A 5 minute nap wont be that bad…” she thought, closing her eyes, slowly, slowly, he was infront of her wide eyes. “Ahh, so that’s the real you.” He said. Ruru screamed a bit, backing a few inches, she was dozing to sleep, and he finally paid attention to her, but why? She covered her mouth with one hand and waved the other infornt of his face. She was so embarrassed with her actions. “To late now, it took you long enough.” He said, sipping tea in front of her. He was so carefree that it’s almost irritating, she turned away a bit, still trying to hide her real thoughts under a fake smile which was slowly cracking. “Ahh, but I did like your show everyday, different outfits, some cute, some just over doing it, why were you dressed differently anyway.” He laid on the flat form, supporting his head with one hand, and the other scratching his leg. “You have a thing for cosplay?” He was seriously just asking her now, and she was loosing her patience with this very small man. “I… i…” Ruru started. “I wore some… of.. the most embarrassing.. outfits.. in my life… and all you have to say… is that I … have a thing for cosplay.” Faced down, she gave in, he turned to her rather uncaring. “Don’t you?” he asked, making her snap, Ruru started laughing slowly in a very dark manner, she looked up to him, her eyes lit by flames. “I DON’T COSPLAY!!!” She yells in one blow, breathing heavily, her voice echoing over his space of training. “I knew that.” He said, sipping tea, breaking her even more, she doesn’t get him at all. “So… why did… you… say… you wont teach me.. till I’m feminine enough.” Ruru asked, and he turned to her with a rather puzzled looked picking his nose this time. “Ahh. I might’ve said that, but that’s not what I meant.” He flicked the dirt away and continued. “ What I meant was be your self, and I would teach you.” Ruru was still looking down, but this time, she was more sorrowful. “You… You should’ve just said that.” This time she had the ultimate feminine weapon, tears, the senseis heart started breathing faster and faster, enveloped by her femininity, he couldn’t be more touched. “neh, don’t cry.” He stood up walking towards to her, but in an instant Ruru diverted back into her true form and punched him so hard that he flew through his paper door. “As if you weird little perverted man!!”
It was then the student Minamoto Chiruka became true to her self and Shunsui finally thought her as his apprentice. She passed with flying colors, and he passed with flying bruises, blue black and red.
-end
RP Sample:
- Spoiler:
- “Waking up in a world of never ending rain, I was drenched in both my blood and someone else’s. They were the first memories I’d ever have. Before that… it was all blank…”
It was cold, so cold that I felt like I was freezing. As I opened my eyes the first thing I saw was the sky, a bright sky fiddled with clouds of beautiful chaos.
A beautiful scene it was for anyone to see, but it gave me nothing but fear and hatred. I hated the sky which leaked of cold water soaking me all over. I wondered what I was and what the sky was, what my purpose was, or which living spectacle was more superior than the other, I had neither humor no remorse, I was thinking so hard about something that it didn’t mattered. I had to remember something, but I couldn’t grasp the thought at the end of the other door.
I’d figure that if the sky kept leaking, then I’d die from it, but I had not the strength to fight back, nor did I have any intent to do so. I was… totaled.
But something far superior than the sky and the rain combined came gliding its way through the dark woods of the cold rainy night. An unfamiliar beast, or so, it would seem that I’ve seen them somewhere.
It went as near at me as it could, staring me down with the eyes beneath its skull like mask. For the first time in my life, I cracked a smile as I did not feel alone in this world of just me, the rain and the sky. I was grateful for a companion, may it be a beast or something like me. But as I touched it’s face it went wild taking steps back away from me.
I was horrified, but not by the fact that it almost bit half of me to death, I was horrified to have scared away the only thing that meant something other than the rain filled world.
With that great fear I was able to mobilize my immobile body which was lying down for several days, It was then that I realized that the creature was afraid, but it was not the same as mine. It was afraid… of me.
As lightning roared through the leaves of the tall trees that were almost as high as the skies. Fire was started even under the heavy rain. The creature started collecting what seemed to be spiritual particles aiming to blast it at me. The color of red greatly alerted me, this creature was going to kill me, moving through just instincts, I’d though I had to defend my self, grabbing a branch from the soft ground, I knew it would do nothing to help me, but I was desperate.
But I could not bring to hit the beast with it, even after seeing another side to its face. I was more attracted to its fragile and sorrowful self. But loathed it… loathed it for reminding me of my self. Scared and alone…
It felt cold as the horrible storm continues, the branch I grabbed did next to nothing as the red ray of energy was released almost taking half of my right arm away.
I my self was surprised by how I survived the beast’s attack, in fact, I wanted to learn more about it, why the beast reacted to me as such, on why it could’ve killed me when it didn’t.
I suddenly felt a weird sensation of dizziness as my body started loosing its balance, it could be the end of me, but for some reason, my soul wasn’t allowing me to escape this world, my soul kept me conscious although my body was giving in to its injuries.
Strangely enough, I sensed another presence within the area other than the beast and my self, it did make me feel uneasy, but with my injuries, I couldn’t bother with it.
It was only later that a voice spoke, confirming speculation.
“So here you are.” It started, at first, I thought it was the wind who finally heard my thoughts. But it was a being much like I am, but I didn’t know it yet.
“And I see you’ve made a friend.”
I slid away with all the strength I could muster, I feared that this being would attack me as well, unlike the beast in-front of me, this being shows more threat even without trying.
“Kill it.” Said, strangely enough, I somehow understood the sound I was hearing, it was a form of communication I had never encountered, because all along, I thought that there were only 3. Touch taste, sound and taste, I didn’t think that I could make sounds with my mouth, not until now.
“Kill…. It?” My first words were off ill intent, but the man smiled at me and continued.
“Kill it or it will kill you, after all, it followed you all the way in this world, at least give it the privilege of dying in peace, in your hands.”
I understood what he said, but I didn’t get what he meant by the creature following me, and on why I needed to kill it.
“Do you not remember your previous life? I guess it happened to soon for you, but I’m surprised as to how far it went. Based from observation, you’re only just recalling words and verbal communication right now, I’ve never had a case like this before.”
As the man spoke of more words, the more confused I got, I could only understand so much, but all the more he spoke, all the more I saw him as less of a threat.
The beast however blasted another red ray of energy aimed at me and the man, all of the sudden, the man was engulfed in yellow flames that didn’t burn, I had no idea what it was, but it would appear to be some sort of aura only visible in this world, or so, the old man says there’s another.
He deflected the energy blast just as easily as tipping it away with his right arm. It easily ricocheted like a bullet and hit somewhere within the woods.
The beast had retreated shortly after being a witness to the old mans strength, I wanted to do the same, but on my current state, I could do next to nothing…
“Do you at least remember your name?”
I poked my shook my head upwards as I thought it meant I didn’t know, but as if he read my mind, the old man smiled at me and replied.
“Very well then, I’ll call you Ruka, like my son Luka, well, atleast until you can remember a bit about your self.”
As he said those words, I was slowly starting to slip in to the world of dreams, one where I was in a world filled with doors and endless mysteries. I could almost swear feeling the rain stopping, and the sun shining up on my face before all else.
It was then that the feeling of cold turned warm, a warmth that I could get used to, I think they call this sensation security… home at last
Your Zanpakuto:
Zanpakuto Name: Himo No Tenshi
Sealed Appearance: A katana of normal length, jet black in color, old, with a few parts chipped off and rusted. But it doesn’t change the fact that it’s one of Minamoto’s prided zanpakutos.
Zanpakuto Spirit Description:
Appearance:
She is a little marionette girl moved by strings which reaches out into the horizon. Her body is made entirely out of wood, with wooden fingers and joints. She has crystal eyes painted in blue, has a long tied up black hair and wears a red and black ballerina dress. She's sometimes seen with an eye patch, wearing a small tall hat, with flower or insect shaped brooches.
Personality:
Playful, vengeful, happy, depressed. Extreme of the extremes, usually the opposite of how Ruru is feeling the very moment.
Zanpakuto Inner world:
Believed to be a two dimensional world with two moons, one the black moon where everything is white, and one the white moon where everything is black. Ruru calls the place 'ironia' its an Italian world translating to irony, for it was ironic how the world was built with thick black/white visible lines, like it was drawn or painted by her very own mind, yet when inside it, anyone would feel no change.
The place explains of how her real life as a human was, but no one knows for (even her) what the significance is.
Shikai
Shikai Release Phrase: shittsui ue , Himo no tenshi(fall above)
Released Appearance: Himo Becomes rust free
Other Changes: sometimes, Ruru’s outfit changes into white, much like an espada’s uniform.
Zanpakuto Name: Yogenorūru (予言ルール; Prophecies Rule)
Sealed Appearance:
Regular – Much like Himo No tenshi, Yogen is a katana of normal length, and similar to Himo, it’s condition is the same, tattered, and rusted, the only difference is that Yogen is Ivory white, while Himo is jet black.
Special Cases - In special events, Yogen appears to be pure gold, without rust, this only happens on rare occations, it has no additional effects, but the color of Ruru’s spiritual pressure changes to amber.
Zanpakuto Spirit Description:
Bankai
Shikai Release Phrase: sing songs of the six gods , Yogenoruru
Released Appearance: Yogen becomes rust free, as a small round clock appears over the user showing everyone 6 roman numerals.
Other Changes: Darkness surrounds the area, making the temperature drop drastically.
Abilities
Name: Mero-Meru Zero (Mirror Mirror 0)
State: Himonotenshi/Shikai
Terms of Usage: Passive ability. Can use it after 10 topic posts. Can use it only once in a fight and lasts for 10-20 posts max, depending on Ruru’s current situation.
Description: Mero-Meru Zero is an ability that requires preparation, it requires a lot of movement from the user to set the dimensions of the illusion she would activate. She’s not to attack the enemy even if she gets hit several times, it is the price she must pay for proper activation, after 10 posts without attacking, she can now activate the ability which alters the areas dimensions, the dimensions created by Himo No Tenshi is called worlds, and each worlds represents a door which leads a person whose trapped in it to places they know or have been before. Each worlds can have a good and downside, some doors will lead you to a nightmare, and some, to a place where your inner world lies, Ruru can control which doors appear, and can lock you out there for some time till you find an exit. While you’re trapped within Mero-Meru Zero, your body in real time will stop, same with Ruru as the technique requires her to be in a deep meditative trance. While in trance, strong barrier protects her, or an illusion of her is visible to hide her true location. She can either be in the real world, or within the illusions world. Either witch one way to get out is kill her inside the world, another is to find a way out, back into your body.
Name: Mero-Meru Ichi (Mirror Mirror 1)
State: Himonotenshi/shikai
Terms of Usage:Passive ability, no special condition
Description: While MM0 requires great reiatsu and concentration, MM1 is the creates the most basic illusions without affecting the dimensions area. It alters the enemies perception with a little light bending.
This technique only produces illusions to trick the enemy and nothing more, attacks coming from this technique cant damage, but there mental thinking could be affected.
Name: Mero-Meru Nii (Mirror Mirror 2)
State: Himonotenshi/Shikai
Terms of Usage: Passive abilities
Description: MM2 is a simplified version of MM0 version of Ruru hiding her true location, it’s useful spying , escaping or making a diversion. Ruru can create up to 100 copies of her self at a time, but if she keeps them active for a long time, her reiatsu will be drained.
Even if she can make 100 MM copies, she only creates 1-3 copies to maximize there skills. They can only stay active within the 10 meter radius marking her territory, if they walk pass out the boundary, they puff into smoke. If attacked, the copy would puff (yes think naruto) into smoke, but if it doesn’t, it could only mean that it has more spiritual pressure stored or that it’s Ruru her self.
The copy rules are simple they can attack but not on a captain level unless programmed to do so. Not all copies are copies, they could be MM1’s combined with MM2. Copies cant use special attacks like kido or zanpakuto, if they however attempt to do so, they can release spiritual pressure, but it only means disappearing for them in the very end of there attempt.
Post wise, this clones can last for 15 posts if they don’t exert much effort, but if they use up there reserved Reiatsu, they will disappear quicker (say if there fighting or running at incredible speed.)
Name: Chichi (loop) 父
State: Himonotenshi/Shikai
Terms of Usage: Activated by saying the ability name.
Description: Chichi loops attacks that Ruru made even up to the strength of a level 90 kido. The attack will come from the same direction, and you can even see a shadow image of her doing the attack. With her MM abilities, its almost impossible which is real from not, what to avoid, and what not to, but only Chichi can do high level attacks that it can even loop mm attacks, disinclining MM0.
Chichi relies solely on Ruru’s reiatsu, if her reiatsu is weak, the looped image would appear like static lines, vanishing in bits if not simply hollow. She can only loop attacks that she made within a 10 meter radius area, if the enemy is out of range, the attack wont hit them. There’s no limit on how many times Ruru can use chichi, but she was adviced not to use a 50/50 move that could damage her more than she damages her enemies. It’s said that if her reiatsu is drained, it will eat away her life force, something that would shorten her life as a soul in its self.
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