Cero Kizuka [Espada 3]

Basic Information

Name: Cero Kizuka

Age: Roughly 250 years of age, appears to be 18

Gender: Female

Rank: Espada

Number: Three

Looks: Pic #1. Zero back when she was a human. She looks completely different as an Arrancar.

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Pic #2
Zero’s mask takes the form of two over sized horns. This is her appearance as 3rd espada. The tiny wings on her back are real. When she releases they grow much larger.

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Personality: Zero tends to display more of a calm nature when surrounded by those she is un-familiar with. She does not like to show off her strength for pointless reasons, and likes avoiding fights when necessary. Sometimes strict, Zero takes no time to put those who act out in their place. (Normally with words, not violence) When an unavoidable challenge arises she is quick to engage the situation and determine some of the best solutions to eliminate the issue quickly. In appearance she can sometimes seem childish and overly revealing with her cloths. However she is shy about her appearance, but finds it necessary to wear what she does to make her resurrection easier. She loves to fly and can’t stand the constricting feeling a large amount of cloths give her and her wings. Much like a serpent when angered she is quick to strike. Even this being so, she knows when she is out matched and will be less quick to act.

She loves her Sake, and when stressed from a long day she finds it soothing to sit and just have a drink. Getting wasted is disgraceful to her, she just likes a drink to calm her nerves.


Weapon Information

Weapon Name: pandoru yasuragi

Weapon Looks: A regular paint brush that is usually placed behind her ear. The handle is black and the brush’s bristles are white. Due to her nature her Zan. takes the appearance of something more mellow despite how cruel the spirit is in appearance. Both Zero and the spirit have calm natures, and prefer art over violence. That's where the paintbrush comes in, it represents their desire for beauty and their love of art.

Weapon Description: Using Ink she can do a verity of things. She does not have to draw on paper to perform her techniques, instead she can draw on any solid object. When she uses her weapon, she can bring drawings to life. If she draws a slash across a person, it will cute them since this expression is used in the form of a blade being slashed across skin.She does not have to draw a picture out completely, if she ppictures an image in her mind and does a rough outline, it will appear as she pictured it. She can attack (such as the slash described earlier) or she can create. She can draw animals, alter their appearances, like maybe a wolf with a tiger head, or a unicorn (for mythological example). She can control her drawings and use them to attack. The more ink she uses the bigger and more powerful the creature is, as well as the more powerful an attack she can use.

Released Weapon Description: When she releases, her motive is to kill. The paintbrush becomes surrounded by ink, and as soon as the ink disappears a large sword is formed. Her previous tech's that dealt with ink are now preformed by her tail, and the sword becomes a completely new weapon. This is what shows her intent to remove all peace from her mind to allow her the desire to kill.

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Weapon Release Phrase: Lets bring beauty to the world, pandoru yasuragi.

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Resurrecion Information

Name: Omi-Kousetsu

Represent: Water Dragon

Family: Ice/Snow

Looks: Her horns change angle and become sharper. Her hair grows darker, and her cloths is ripped away by her Dragon like ‘armor’, wings, and tail. Her wings grow larger and take on the color of the emotion she is feeling at the point of Resurrecion.

Rated M.

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Techniques

The basics of the ability/Canon Techniques. Custom made Techniques will be posted for approval after basics are finished and approved.

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Stats

Strength: 20

Speed:35

Accuracy:15

Stamina:20

Resurrecion Stats

Strength: 25

Speed:40

Accuracy:20

Stamina:25

||History and Rp sample will be displayed in the following posts. They are soon to come||

History and RP Sample

History:
Human Arc:

As a human Cero was a youth with a love of art. She was brought up in a small village within one of Japans most lush and over grown areas. Cherry blossoms surrounded her small home throwing frequent arrays of pink and white flower petals swirling around those who happened walked across the gentle grass. Cero spent most of her time outside enjoying the scenery. She felt the most relaxed when away from her family. The only real company she sought was that of her art work. People, they were only loud and obnoxious. All they did was try to stand in her way of becoming what she wanted to be. She was a young girl with an education. She was smarter than most of the men in her class. Her mother and father, thought of this as disgraceful. Her sister Ezzy was already deemed a disgrace because of her half blood, so she could not give birth to pure blood children. Kuro was a young male who was told to focus on his education and have children with a lovely wife after he got a good job to support his family. However Cero was of pure blood like her brother (full Japanese heritage) and she had come of age to find a husband and give birth to children.

The plan to throw away her education and to have children was not in her best interest in her eyes. She wanted to be smarter much like the boys she was surrounded with. She didn’t want to feel inferior and she wanted to pursue her dream to become a wandering artist. In an attempt to free herself of this, she plans to run away from home. Her brother Kuro was willing to assist her while their sister was asleep. Being of Japanese and American heritage, Ezzy was not pleased with her life and being classified as being a dishonor to the family. The only way for Ezzy to have a child would be to have been given one from her sister Cero. After finding out of their escape, Ezzy woke their parents up in the middle of the night. Soon after a search was deducted.

Kuro had never been the most sane person. He was savage, and likes to think of himself as a savage wolf. He did not see the artist beauty in things, he only wanted to destroy everything he touched. Indeed he had a love for his younger sister and understood her better then the others, but when he heard of her plan to run away he came up with a plan of his own. He was never as smart as his younger sister and always went to her for school help. He had become stressed because of the burden his parents put on him. He would have switched his little sister places in a heart beat. However, that would never be possible. He had been having suicidal tendencies since he was 16. Now being 20 years of age he was going to put his plan to action. He knew if his little sister actually ran away she would have her life ruined by those who captured her. Her parents wanted a child and her suitors were not the types Kuro wanted to see his younger sister with.

Kuro’s plan was in vain. He did not want to die alone however before he could commence his plan they were captured by the search party. Dishonor ran through Kuro’s mind. That only put more stress on the young boy. As Kuro and his sister were traveling back to their home village, Kuro snapped. Unable to control himself he killed three of the captives, along with himself. He had shot at Cero only to have missed her and hit the guy behind her. He had thought the blood on Cero had been hers. Fearing the worst and believing his sister to be dead, Kuro shot himself in the skull with the last bullet.

Moments after, Cero’s father had been among the array of humans. He too was head. Cero was the only one left alive after her brother had finished with everyone. As she stood she had thoughts of killing herself. However she found that the gun was empty. She had only once choice, and that was to run. With crimson streaks staining her skin and clothing, she ran. She ran until she reached the next town. Her cloths were still stained red, and as she tried to clean herself off in a hidden hot spring, she found it was useless.

Cutting herself was easier than she thought. She had always been afraid of pain, but to make it appear that she had not killed someone she wounded herself to make it look like the blood all over her was hers. No one knew her in that town. She was safe to find a doctor and seek help with out someone recognizing her. She was posing as an orphan who lost her family. She was placed in the doctor’s care who cleaned her up and bought her new clothing.

She lived there for a little over a year. When she turned 17 paranormal events began to take place. She would wake up in the middle of the night with strange black hand prints on her arms or legs. Her body always hurt like she had taken a beating in her sleep. The paranormal activity only got worst. At first she thought it was because of the ‘witch’ craft her new father preformed. The doctor who had taken care of her adopted her and had help her pursue her dreams to become an artist. However he was in to “witch craft” as the people would call it. He was in to demons and worshiping those who they viewed he should not. Cero was often frightened by his studies. He was always going on about ghosts and shinigami. Cero never understood what he was saying, until he initiated her in to his studies.

Every word the people had called him had been wrong. He was someone who was trying to save the towns people. He gave her the sight by unlocking the energy that had been hidden deep with in her. She was able to see these creatures and beings that he spoke about. She didn’t understand it all. What were these creatures? Sometimes she would even witness people running around that others could not see. This was something completely new to her.

For the first time someone had believe the Doctor. That night, Cero was given a guardian. The guardian had the appearance of a human who had the wings and a few qualities of a dragon. He called it a peaceful demon, although she did not understand what that meant. She had never actually seen the being. The doctor had told her to draw that first thing that came to mind after she meditated. She drew this dragon like creature and was told it was her guardian. She never understood the meaning.

After her initiation strange things had started happening indeed. She was unsure as to why this was all happening. The doctor came up dead a week after the activity started. However it was not the monsters that had killed him, it was the surrounding towns people. Now only had the doctor been in to ‘evil activity’ but he had also take in what they called a murder. After two years of hiding she had finally been discovered. She knew it would happen but had hoped that it was going to last longer. With the doctor she had felt accepted and now a very angry mother, step father, and sister had found Cero.

For the next Year after being taken back to her home, Cero had still been experiencing the strange activity. She went through three exorcisms and was locked away in her room. She was not crazy, but everyone around her sure thought so. After a while, she started to agree with them. Art, the beauty of the world, it did not exist anymore.

On Cero’s 18th birthday, the night of all hallows eve, Cero was killed by one of the paranormal creatures. Her body was not found until a week after her death. The creature ahd dragged her out of her room and had killed her at the large draw bridge that was close to the town. The very bridge where her brother was killed. Officials called it suicide, however it was hardly that.

Hollow Arc Next...

Hollow Arc:

When Cero woke up she felt like she was in a completely different place. She didn’t know who she was at first or why she was staring down at her limp body. The loud hissing sound behind her made her catch on to what it was. As she turns around a hollow stands before her. Cero would not have understood what this creature was had it not been for the doctor. He had taught her about them and why he wanted to get rid of them. He was a ‘witch’ because he could see these beings. He studied some of the wiccan arts, however he did not view himself as such. He was evil because he could see these creatures. He could talk to the dead, and the people he called soul reapers although none of them actually spoke to him.

“I used to call those creatures demons, until I heard one of the Shinigami call it a Hollow. I was acting as though I were ignoring them. The Shinigami kill the hollows and try to save their souls. There is little to nothing that I understand about them. I have seen much, and heard little.” After that he told her all he knew. She thought he was crazy, even when she saw one her self for the first time. Her sight became open to these creatures which lead to the frequent attacks. She didn’t understand why they had come after her and why they were killing her.

I’m dead…i-I’m really dead!? Where is the chain!? Why isn’t someone saving me? she repeated over and over in her head. She didn’t understand this. This creature had killed her. She had no chain connecting her self to her body. All she could do was watch as he body fell over the bridge. The same bridge where her brother killed himself and their captors. How did this thing know what had happened? Had it been stalking her?

Her eyes widened at the exact moment she came to a sudden realization. What if that creature was..

“Sometimes bad people become these hollows. Bad people, people with regrets, greedy people, and people who are just afraid to move on. Now, some people become them, who are not bad people. Like those who are just afraid. They are what we call Ghosts. They are wandering spirits. Those hollows eat them.” This hollow, could it be her brother?

The hollow had a over sized mask on. It reminded her of the skull of a wolf, similar to one she had drawn for her brother. Its body was more serpent like. It had two arms and two legs, it just looked deformed and odd. Its body was black, while the mask was white.

After that everything seemed to happen in a blur. The creature went to attack her however something made it stop. Its head reared up and it let out a howl that sent shivers up Cero’s spine. She covered her ears as the creature took off.

That was the first confrontation she had with a hollow after becoming a ghost. After witnessing her mothers reaction to her death, Cero started to feel a building emotion. She began drowning in misery. She was angry, angry at the humans who lead to her dreams getting taken away. She was not angry at the hollow who had attacked her, or the doctor that had opened her eyes to this world, it was her mother. Her mother, her sister, and the wretched humans who lived in that world. As time passed she stayed secluded and alone in the human world. There was a hole growing in her chest. It was black, like the hole some of the bad humans had. She was becoming a hollow, so why had no one saved her yet?

Ten years after her death, Cero became a Hollow. She felt like had had become a monster. Her personality seemed to shift completely and her appearance as none other like she had ever seen. She was horrified by her appearance. Her body, like the first hollow she had ever met, was black. She had a giant hold in her chest, and her mask had a sort of animal like feature to it. Her body was serpent like in structure, however it was less deformed then the hollow that had attacked her. She had a long tail, two arms, and two legs. She evn had a long tongue that she found gave her sensitive taste when she flicked it out, almost as if she were a snake. All she wanted to do after her transformation was to consume souls. She wanted to go after those that tasted the best, those that she could enjoy. She killed many humans and yet no shinigami came to save her soul.

Hollowification/Beginning of Espada Arc:

The years after Cero’s death seemed to fly by. One moment she was in the human world killing off humans as she so gratefully chose. The next moment she was in a place surrounded by sand. She was no long just herself. She had morphed with many others of her kind. She didn’t understand how this had happened. She was a large creature now, covered by darkness. Her personality seemed to mix with the others and her hunger only grew stronger. She fed on others of her kind. She and the others inside of that form fed and they fed. Their hunger never seemed to be soothed. The personalities seemed to fight with one another. Cero felt like there was a sudden pressure growing. She became savage like the others and felt her self falling in to a pit of ever lasting darkness. As the others fell, she started to pull back. She didn’t want to fall with them. She didn’t want to fall in to insanity. The pressure grew stronger. She fought against it, struggling to keep her sanity until the pressure finally disappeared. For the first time in years of being joined with those creatures she opened her own eyes.

Everything appeared much clearer. She could see, smell, touch, hear, she could do everything on her own. She controlled her body now, and controlled her own thoughts. The hunger was there but it was not as bad as it had been. She felt the pain of hunger lifting. Her body was new now. Instead of being all black her body was white, almost like bone. She had the same serpent structure like her first hollow form however now she appeared more like a snake. No..not a snake.
She looked like a dragon, the kind from mythology. She was white, but her structure was like that of a water dragon. She was very serpent like, but had the head and even the long whiskers of a water dragon. Her horns were large and pointed back towards her neck. They were also long and very sharp, horns that could pierce easily if needed.

She was shocked by the transformation. Even since she was a little girl she had drempt of flying. Upon her back were massive wings. When she first stretched her wings she felt a feeling of freedom. She beats them once, kicking up sand. She beats them again and again much like the heart beat she once had as a human. She takes flight and sores through the ever lasting night. She was hungry, and she was a predator now. She felt stronger, stronger then she had ever been before. Cero was her own being now. She could easily stand up to others with out to much of a care.

One hundred and thirty years, that’s how long she had been in extence. She didn’t know for sure, but she felt like she knew. Deep down this was how old she was. She spend a long time as that serpent. She would patrol the sand, flying around with little to no care in the world. She was content, although the building hunger constantly bothered her. She was running out of food. There were many others like her, many of them weaker and just asking to be consumed. She killed and ate many of them. Her power was starting to come to a halt. She needed stronger meals.

Upon her search she found a group of her kind fighting among themselves. They were stronger then the others, she could feel it. Eyes narrowing, she flew in for the kill. One went down quickly. She didn’t even bother to see what it looked like. Cero was not a large dragon. She was actually pretty small compared to a lot of the other ‘creatures’ as she called them. As she fought in the array of others, she spots a large wolf looking creature. It reminded her of something.

“Brother?” She growled at it softly. She only got a ear shattering cry as the thing attacked her. She had not lost all senses of her former self. This thing had. With out a second thought, she killed the wolf looking one along with all of the others. She was felt feeling that pressure again. The pressure was in her skull. She had consumed them, and she still had only her thoughts. However the pressure would not fade away. Screaming at the top of her voice, she dragon starts to claw away at her skull.

Moments later the pressure seemed to in gulf her. Her being seemed to coexist with everything around her. She felt as if she were in her own dimension. It was then she felt like the pressure around her slam in to her being. She was left laying on the ground coughing and gripping her chest. The hole was still there, and she felt her fingers digging in to it. Her eyes widened. She was not digging in to scales but..skin? And she wasn’t using claws but instead she had fingers.

As the pressure fades, she lifts her hands and touches her face. She had a human face, with hair. She quickly examines herself. She was human, or at least in appearance. Her skin was bare, and her white bone like skin and mask were gone. Atop her head was a set of horns that twisted and pointed forward in front of her. That was what was left of her hollow mask. On her back she still had her wings, however now they were tiny and probably would not support flying. She sat there alone with her arms wrapped around herself just thinking about all that had happened.

A being, much like her self came up to her then. The entity seemed divine in his movements and power. She was taken aback by their appearance. They offered her an escape from where she was. They offered her power. She wanted to become stronger, to be able to walk among this world, and the human world with out nothing to fear. Right above her belly button was the number 6. The being seemed pleased with this. She would be come powerful indeed.

Now at 250 years of age she is the sexta espada. Cero still has much to learn. She was young and was always learning new things about herself and those around her. The first time she had released her self by using her katana she had panicked. The feeling of power rushing through her had thrown her off guard. However now she has learned to control herself and her new released form. She was strong, even being the sixth out of 10 members. There was much promise for the girl. Her power is still growing, as is her ever lasting hatred for the human kind that took her dreams away. She has new dreams now…

“That is..if a monster can dream.”

||From here on out things may be updated depending on how rps go. For now it is ready for comments, suggestions, approval or disapproval followed by constructive criticism.||

approval

you sure you dont want any cero?

Oops yeah I want Cero, I thought I posted it on there! Thanks for mentioning it.
Uh, I have an issue though.
I cant change much until my internet starts working better.
If someone wouldn't mind adding some typical Tech to my pro then please do.
If not then I will add what i need to tomorrow or when this storm ends^^

Its been updated and should be ready for approval and possible moving ^^

re approved

Updated yourself with the new weapon's information part of the Arrancer/Espada Template please

also you have been moved to 3 Espada so adjust your stats as well and further please add your stats to what they would be in your resurrection form, you have 20 points to spend with that one

Stat points need to be changed. Trying to get a confirmation on the current espada 3 stats - ill get back to you on that.

Your brush unrelease techniques need to be changed. Things that are unreleased cannot have techniques. merge it into your released state and ill recheck

stats for Espada 3 • 90 points so please edit