Tetsunosuke Ichimura

[font=Trebuchet MS]I AM Hollow empty inside

Basic Information:
Character Name: Tetsunosuke Ichimura
Gender: Male
Age: 210
Residence: Karakura
Appearance:
Personality: He will do anything for one more soul, his bloodlust cannot be stopped, and anything in his way will be crushed. He would attack anything that looks delicious but someties would hesitate if it were a soul reaper.
Your Legacy:
Your Story: ''Tetsu used to live with his siter, younger brother and mother. His father died in a car crash, or did he. Tetsu was curious. He promised he would be ok, but he never did return to tell them what really happened. Every day he watched as his familly prayed that he would come home safely, but he knew he wouldnt. Next thing he knew they lost faith. They gave up on him. He watched them grow old, almost driven insane by creatures much bigger than himself passing by each day trying to devour him. He had to survive, had to watch over his familly. One day he got caught, the beast started eating at him and the next thing he knew he had a lust for souls. He couldnt stop, all he remembered was devouring innocent souls. He remembered the screams of them calling out for help. But they botth knew nobody could help them. He encountered several black robed humans weilding swords they refer to as ''Zanpakutou's''. They all fell prey to him. He was convinced he had reached the powers of the gods. But there were so much souls left that his doubts grew. Eventually he was able to cope with the fact that he had not even gotten close. He needed more. Every day his hunger grew and grew.

• I was once part of the living...
• and then, i died...
• i became less and less human, i became, empty
• i achieved great power, but not a power close to Gods...

RP Sample: The world was silent, devoid of life, a faint whisper on the wind bringing with it little more than the dusty decay of an already dead world. This plane, so bereft of all the pleasures and joys of life, was the desert dimension, Hueco Mundo. With sand so white and a sky so black, there was no color to contrast it all, nothing but the quartz treetops that peppered the lndscape along the way. One's eye could search for years, dozens, even hundreds and find nothing in this brren wasteland, no hope, no joy, not even pain, only emptiness. You might think it impossible for any to live within the vast dimension, but impossibility was a thing that belonged nowhere in any of the worlds. Here in the realm of Hueco Mundo, a great mny things did stir.

Blood red eyes drted back and forth, surveying the landscape, an unseen entity attracting their attention. It was no normal power, though silent in the best way to describe itself, it was something that also spoke volumes simply by its presence.