Hebi & Doueki Xaris [Espada 5] Under co

Sorry for any typos <_< after it gets approved ill spell check

Basic Information

Name: 1st Names: Hebi (Serpent) & Dokueki (Venom),
Last Name Xaris
{Likes to be refered to as Snake and Venom}

Age:Looks 20 But in all actuality is 467 years old

Gender: Male

Rank: Espada 5

Mask:Explained in looks

Tattoo: ON the twins it is on both of their tongues, in released frm it takes up most of his back

Number:5

Looks: Hebi And DoKueki

(I know the pic is one person but they are both the same looking but the 2 mask fragments (head piece and shoulder piece) Go to each

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Dokueki: has the red shoulder protector

Hebi: has the blue head piece.

When in normal form the mask pieces take a smaller form, Do’s Takes the form of a shoulder pad with a red gem in the middle, Hebi’s Takes the form of a blue monocle
(His real release form will be shown soon.)

Personality:
Dokueki: The Rambunctious one of the 2, He is quick to anger and quick to attack. With the name Venom Can you blame him? Well he is unstable and that can be his downfall. Being the strnger of the 2 he is often the one whos pride will get in the way if provoked. He knows there are things out there stronger than him, but that won’t stop him from trying to rip them to shreds. He is highly sadistic and will toy with his opponents if Hebi is not near.

Hebi: The sane one of the 2. He is cool tempered and thinking. He Is easily angered mch like his brother but can hide it easily. He is The thnker of the 2, the strategist. He would be the one to step into a fight if it meant his brothers death, Being the weaker of the 2 he is Very clingy to his brother, To add to this he holds the masochistic side of he 2, Pain is his enjoymentin a different way, but being like this upsets him, seeing his or his brothers blood will send him into a deep despair where he is more likely to be violent. Other than that he is calm and collected.

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Resurrecion Information

Name: (Smother Strike) Mokusatsu Dageki

Represent: A Viper or Cobra

Family: poison

Looks:((Individual release is above in the description. IN addition to theirrelease they can combine but keep their 2 sepersate zampakuto, Debi and hebi can combine and keep those 2 weapons for story purposes with no ill effects, and since he has both zampakuto there are no stat boosts in this form, it merely makes things easier for me.

Their normal release Spreads their mask, Unlike a normal resurreccion, And gives them 2 distinct Zampakuto.

Do:

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A simple Claymore, this Has the ability to have a normal cero channeled into it giving it a superior cutting ability, This cut can cut through near anything, Except, Other ceros, a bankai level release, or a strong shikai attack. It can be used to deflect some kido as long as Do is moving at near his full speed. (When not at full speed up to level 35 kido can be cut, at full speed kido of about 60 can be cut.)

Hebi:

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Hebi’s zampakuto is unique in that it fits on the arm with the 3 blade it one single direction. Apon saying the words “Shread!” The blades split into 3 other separate blades. After that if need be he can Say “Cover!” and a shield of spiritual pressure will cover his arm. When in shield mode, all cutting power is gotten rid of and will be only usable again after a set period of time (2-3 posts) Leaving him unable to really attack other than slamming his shield against the opponent. Within this mode his Scope like monocle can now be used to see everything visible in his line of vision

(ex: In a room he can see any detail when activated but he can only see whats in his line of vision. Meaning if he couldn’t see it before or if something is in the way he cant see it.)

His Combination form: Xaris (big images <_<)

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This form is extreemly fast and has the odd ability to move stats arround to fit his needs. HE can allocate up to half of up t 2 seperate stats to add those points to a single other or spread them out over the other stats. THis can be used to gain more speed, offensive power, deffensive power etc, BUt it takes up to 2-3 posts for the change in stats to affect Xaris.

In this form He gives off a poisoness gas that can cause nausea and inability to control bodily functions from his body if needed.This poison can increase in intensity if he puts more energy into the making of the poison, this results in a harsher spiritul pressure to be released and thus has to be effected by his emotions. He needs to be angry for the poison to be effected. IT takes up to 5 posts for this poison to spread a good distance from him and can be blocked by the usual 'cloth mask' method seen in fires b placing a cloth over ones mouth and nose. THis is due to the poisoness gas' size. If needed he can change the entire composition to that of sleeping gas if hes allowed up to 6 posts to change it. this sleeping gas can be negated by magnetic field oddly enough, so if someone were to use an electric kido it would negate a large ammount of the gas.

His blade when extended out secrets a poison that stops the blood from clotting thus cutting down on an opponents healing time (On espada From a few posts to up to 10 depending on their stats etc), and raise their chances of dying from infection/Blood loss. The only was to get an anti venom for this is to Touch the green ball at the end of the blade, this will neutralize any venom in the system of whoever so touches it.
His speed increases (+15) and his spiritual pressure becomes almost like a second skin(+5 stamina), His strength also gets an overhaul (depending on emotions 5)Added. Since his speed is major, his stamina is effected greatly and the longer he runs arround the less he will be abe to do unless he moves some stats from something else to stamina (Thus a high speed battle could deplete his energy a massive ammount. In this form if there is a need to Xaris can ‘shed’ this skin of spiritual pressure to escape most of the effects (Not all) and when shedding his skin ANd while still released all of his stats are halved for a build up period of 5 posts. He also cannot use any spiritual pressure because he uses most of it to escape the attack.

Techniques

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Stats85 All together


Strength:20 (25)

Speed:30 (45)

Accuracy:15(15)

Stamina:20 (25)

(Those are base stats, when using the change in structure ability A sta can be halved an put towards other stats. Like taking 12 from attack and putting 12 on speed would drop attack to 13 and raise speed to 52)

History and RP Sample

History:

Will be started in next post

Human Life
Xaris. A man, a person, simply there to be there. He lived a small life, in a small place, in a small apartment. Nothing was abnormal. That is until the Boy had reached the ripe age of 17. He had decided that it was time to finally time to live, to redefine himself, to finally live.

The male had silver hair, in spots falling past his shoulders but braided ever so slightly. His red eyes, Abnormal to this small towns sense of style and often seen as a threat to their idea of society. This was one of his pet peeves. Being labeled, being judged, anything that he could find a reason to hate something. Just an excuse to let out another side of him.

Finding his way into a small coffee shop that had entertained him, it was a gothic orientated coffee shop. There was a new waitress. She wore a black medium length dress, arm warmers, black thigh highs in a spider web motif. Her skin was pale; she wore a dark shade of purple lipstick. Her hair was black as the night. Seeing her, his eyes widened, ‘Hmm…could this be a way to….spice my life up?’ His thoughts ran along other lines.

“Hey…would you maybe like to go out sometime, it looks like you could use someone to…well cling to when something good happens.” He said after ordering his coffee like he usually did, black as his so called soul. He had worn his Tripp Brand pants, chains hanging off the back, studs adorning each seam on them. He had an obscure band name lining his hoodie. He knew that she would have no choice in the matter.

The girl Blushed softly, it was easy for Xaris to see that much. She nodded softly. She was a submissive person from what he could put together. This was another victory for him. He smirked and told her a time and place to meet him. She merely nodded and giggled slightly. That was odd, a Goth girl giggled…? Oh well that doesn’t matter.

At the arranged time he met with her, nothing was different, she oddly enough wore the same clothes. This intrigued him slightly but he smirked as she greeted him. “Welcome beautiful.” He said as she got into hearing distance, this again making a pink tint arise in her cheeks. That night was filled with a horror movie, a dinner, and the works. Along the course of the ‘date’ he learned that she was into a tougher guy, loved things that were odd and seen as different, he also learned her name. It was beautiful to his senses, the sound, the way it came off his tongue, all of it. Her name was Kya, She loved he name, and she always did a small kiss like gesture when saying it. It was cute despite the fact that it was always overdone. The time for the date had ended; she had gotten a bit tipsy and wanted to know if she could stay the night. Hmm what a little…whore. He smirked and nodded and pulled her close to him, his true intentions were hidden deep within himself.

Reaching his home, the girl waited simply drunk and leaned against the wall as he unlocked the plain door leading to his small apartment. Leading her in he closed the door behind them, there was a distinct click of the locking mechanism inside of it. She looked at him. She was different. This was, despite being his home, now her domain. He submissive eyes looked at him as she ‘accidentally fell’ onto his couch. She wore nothing underneath the dress. His Emotions shifted beneath his mask like façade. Anger rose in his eyes, She Was NOTHING. She didn’t deserve to live the life she was given. She looked up at him pleadingly. He shook his head with a discontent sigh.

“NO…stand up…” He commanded her. Standing she thought she was going to get what she had wanted, He simply stepped forward, grabbing her neck. She looked shocked as he tightened her grip. He looked at her, his red eyes empty as he gripped her windpipe. Bringing her hands up defensively she began to claw at his hand. He laughed a dark chuckle as he slammed her into a wall. His glare hadn’t registered with her yet, He slammed her again into the wall, and the wind had been knocked out of her. This furthered her inevitable suffocation. He saw the life leave her Beautiful eyes. She looked peaceful. She looked…stunning

“Why did you have to be like that? You were beautiful…” He said as he looked at her body that had fresh bruises around the neck. What had just happened struck him suddenly. He had taken her life. How could he have done that! He fell to his knees. He…he enjoyed the feeling of power that had moments ago ran through his veins. He began to laugh. IT was a Hysterical laugh, only heard by the villains in comics.

His life changed that day. He began to test people, all of them; anyone who he thought could prove him wrong about the world. Each one had appeared in the newspapers as missing, there were news specials. They all had simply taken a bath…of Hydrochloric acid. That still left the bones, which Xaris had given to a museum of science which would never turn them down.

One day…one of the family members of one of the ‘cleansed’ had seen him with bones…and a lot of them. That was a big mistake. The member of the family had always carried a gun. He was enraged, the boy merely followed him around trailing him for days hell even weeks. One day the boy had snuck into the apartment. Xaris had smirked as he opened the door several hours later. He went into the living room not seeing the boy behind the front door he had just entered from. The boy leveled off his gun; he took aim and pulled the trigger. A sound escaped Xaris as the bullet ripped through his mind. Blood splattered across his living room staining his white walls. His life ran past his eyes, visions, flames, flickering into his thoughts as he passed. The last thought was of the girl who had caused all of this Kya…such a beautiful name…His human life ended. He awoke several hours later seeing police look at the scene, there was a chain in the middle of his chest. He knew that he now belonged to the world of the dead…he knew his time was up. Was his purifying the world wrong? In someone’s eyes it must have been...

(Next will be hollow and partially death arc)

Death/hollow

Deaths Cool embraced danced around Xaris as he woke from his sleep. Shaking his head he got up off of the ground. He was still in his small apartment; his eyes widened as he saw the blood painting the walls red. He knew it was his own. Standing he noticed there was a spot for a chain but no chain. What the hell…how could this have happened to him, he was doing the world a favor. He gripped his hands together, forming tight fists; he couldn’t bleed at this point in time. He couldn’t believe it.

After leaving the home, he sniffed the air. Something was different. Were spirits supposed to get hungry? HE shook his thought away as he began to wander the streets he knew so well. The world hated him. He knew that oh so well now. He collapsed. Tears began to flow from his eyes. Nothing could save him, there was nothing for him. He dug his hands into the earth. He grabbed with all his might, earth driving under his fingernails. After the moment of crying, his heart cold, HE noticed how the chain had slightly corroded since he noticed it earlier.

Days passed, his hunger never ending. What could a soul eat? There was nothing. Nothing seemed appetizing. The chain was almost gone. He knew that something bad would probably happen. He didn’t care. He wanted to disappear…He looked up, something felt wrong. Suddenly underneath him the earth split. A black hand had grabbed him as he felt crushed by a sudden pressure.

The face of the beast looking and clutching him was odd; it looked like a blank mask. It showed no emotion. Suddenly A pain grew deep inside his body as the last remnant of the chain had corroded away. He griped his finger into the hollows arm. His eyes went black as he let out a horrible scream. Something started to emanate from him, a solid spiritual pressure. It was almost like a poison as it came off of him. The hollow let him go as his form contorted on the ground. IT watched almost smirking as his body b began to corrode, skin turning black as night. HE began to tear at his arms and chest. His clothes starting to rip not only by the sudden tearing with his own hands but with a sudden form being taken.

Suddenly his black skin had began to tear, a white mask taking form over his new face, HE let an inhuman screech out. It sounded like a hiss as his new form almost slithered out of his now empty remains. It was like shedding a skin. The pain was no longer there. His new form was an armored snake. It suited him; the killing intent was deepening, rising. He needed to end whatever he saw. This feeling, this dread….he accepted into himself. His spiritual pressure began to leak out around him. IT started to suffocate the other hollow. IT was beginning to poison the horrid creature. Its mask was contorted as the poison began to corrode the hollows veins. The new snakelike hollow…Xaris Began to slither around the other hollow. Opening his mouth, fangs glistening, he sunk his fangs into the hollows neck. After an hour the hollow was no more, the poison that corroded the hollows veins, concentrated within him making a horrid acid that dissolved the food as soon as it entered his body. This new form…it held a power. HE could do justice to whatever he wished. He couldn’t be punished either…His thoughts began to wear away as the killing intent took over. Any trace of humanity was lost within him. Deep inside he’d remember his human name.

Days…Weeks…Years…Countless moments he spent devouring human spirits...human spirits didn’t hold as much flavor as their fallen brethren. The hollows also held something else. A power. After eating one he had felt his own strength expand. He was surprised that there was no one stopping him, No death gods. Anything that got near him simply died. It was a lonely life, but he didn’t care at all. The inhumane hiss escaped his lips...snakelike jaws. The mask of a snake now looked out into the world. Eventually his power evolved him, his head had split…HE had gained another mind, another head, and 2 white and black hoods, like that of a cobra. They were immaculate. HE found himself calmed with this new mind. It was calmer. It held an aspect of judgment. He welcomed it. He was the one that had the knowledge. He found a new trace of humanity inside himself.

He went on his way…knowing that his life would continue this way…that is until he felt confined in his armor, his own spiritual pressure becoming much like a cage within his inhuman armor.

Shinigamification (turning)

The pressure within his body was tearing away at his psyche. Time held nothing to him anymore. His journey could have been started yesterday; it could have been centuries since his death. The latter was probably more like it in all actuality. The years had been nothing. The only thing keeping his …humanity was his other head. The Judging head, the thinking head. The Smarter one. It had kept them alive; there had been several enemies that were stronger than him. He had developed ways of dealing with them because of this new mind.

Finally After this expanse of time it was time to become stronger. Not by choice, he was content with his life...but the pain from all this pressure was finally tearing away at him. Like the snake he is, he needed to shed this horrid confining skin. Sudden pain ripped through his being; there were 2 distinct inhuman hisses. The armor that had been so much of a hindrance began to rip and tear off in clumps. Sudden pressure condensed inside the skin. A new form began to tear off its confinements. Arms had formed and solidified as it began to tear Skin off of it. The black skin of the hollow torn away reveling the body of a new form, his pale skin bare to the world. His mind was being split; the pain was immense to him. His screech this time was no screech but a distinct yell.

His new hands tore at the covered face that was once his snake like head. Tearing a large mass of it off he looked out, cool air blowing onto his new fresh skin. It was refreshing to him. HE began to breathe softly as he ripped away what remained of his old skin. He stood. The first time in over 400 years. He stretched as he looked over seeing that the other snake head had went through the same as he did. There were 2 of them. How…odd. The other one had a blue monocle over one eye that had a snake like slit in the middle of it. He wore a cloak of snake skin to cover his naked form. He looked like he did. The brown hair blowing softly into the breeze. He looked around as the mask he had just torn off melted before him and flew onto his shoulder. It formed into an odd shoulder pad with a red gemstone in the middle of it.

His voice was odd. It held a deep sense in it. Words…formed after so long. This human reaction held a pain to it. “Well this is…different. Isn’t it. Well since we look…human again. Can you, since you were our judgmental half, tell us what our name is?” HE says softly ripping the black snake skin off of his remains and draping it around himself. The other shook his head softly not saying a word. “Well then…Your Hebi and ill be Dokueki…” he said with a smirk at giving himself the name of venom.

They both stood. Each had gained a blade from their remains as well. Their spiritual pressure was not as great as it had been before. Neither knew why but had guessed it had been since they had split off from each other. Do’s Blade was always in its full form, a giant claymore. Hebi’s had taken the form of a smaller weapon, a tanto he wore strapped sideways on the lower part of his back above his waist. Both had smirked knowing each other’s thoughts. Their weapons suited them. A berserker with a claymore and a thinker with a tanto. Oh well. They went on killing what they wished; the hollows had begun to see them as a threat. They had journeyed eventually learning of a way to get to hueco mundo. This place was different…it held a cold atmosphere that made Dokueki smirk with anticipation. He was always looking for a good challenge. Hebi had always been the one to tell him when to quit and when to destroy.

A creature had appeared before them. Do’s eyes widened. The pressure from them was stunning. They had told him to march forward. Find what drove them and come to claim something. Both of them frowned at this. Each drawing their weapon despite the risks. Suddenly 2 words flashed into their heads. Each one said a single word. Their blade and the remains of their mask simply changed, Hebi could suddenly see every detail on the feild they stood. Do couldn’t really feel a difference except that his muscles became looser. What was this…feeling? They both shook the thoughts from their mind and dashed forward only to be pushed back by an unknown force. They shook their head clearing their mind. What was this being?

A sudden thought went through both of their minds, ‘What if we say both words at the same time?’ Doing so their eyes widened. They suddenly were drawn to one spot; their bodies merging together. Their brown hair began to change into a grayish color that reminded them of their original form. Armor began to form over their hands. Scales of suppressed spiritual pressure began to from over his skin, some spots more than others. He opened his new eyes; they were red snake like eyes. He grinned showing sharper teeth, 2 arranged into fanglike structures. His blade was different; it was green…and segmented. The familiar poison emanated from his body. The grin thinned out into a sift smirk as he suddenly rushed forward breaking through the spiritual pressure, his clawed gauntlet wrapping around the other beings throat. There was a hole in the middle of The 2’s chest now.

“Foolish to give me orders…Ill enjoy the pain ill put you through.” He laughed evilly into the other male’s throat as the poison seeped into the others nose and open mouth. The pain was instant. The gauntlet suddenly cut into the being throat. His blade suddenly segmented into a chained weapon. He flicked it and wrapped it around the other male’s arms and pulled, shredding them apart slowly. The screams were fulfilling to the new arrancar. HE smirked as his grip tightened as his clawed fingers slowly entered the Weaklings throat. This power was amazing; the ability to destroy was back, the justice he so long ago forgotten was returning. His name…it was back.

“My name is Xaris…I am your killer today.” He said as he squeezed cutting clean through lesser beings neck severing the head from the body…

He dropped the useless form. He looked down and suddenly pried off its white and black clothing. He had dressed himself in it. The poisons pressure staining it with his own scent as he left the body to rot.

“Hmpf...Gain my spot…ill rip it from whoever thinks I need it.”

He states simply as he begins to walk away. His new life was started. Nothing else could be replaced anymore. He was reborn; this feeling of Power empowered him ironically enough. He started on towards his new life as an espada; the Arrancarr had been the 7th apparently. His tattoo had disappeared from his ear lobe the moment he finally died. He didn’t understand why. He began to walk in a direction. He knew it was the right one. On to a new life…as an Espada.

(2 arcs in one O_o, ill add more to his history as rps on the forrum proceed))

I mean though You don't have a diff section for RP and history section. I think it is long enough and shows you can RP. You don't have your time as an espada though.

For the most part i meant for him to be extreemly new, and that he is just now becoming an espada

approval

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

plus put down what your stats are after Resurrection form, you have 20 points to spend

A simple Claymore, this Has the ability to have a normal cero channeled into it giving it a superior cutting ability, This cut can cut through near anything, Except, Other ceros, a bankai level release, or a strong shikai attack. It can be used to deflect some kido as long as Do is moving at near his full speed

What level of kido can this cut though?

His speed increases (adds about between 8-10 points) and his spiritual pressure becomes almost like a second skin, His strength also gets an overhaul (depending on emotions 5-15, The angrier the better)Added . In this form if there is a need to XAris can ‘shed’ this skin of pspiritual pressure to escape most of the effects (Not all) and when shedding his skin he will split into his 2 halves, unable to recombine until the end of the battle. He also cannot use any spiritual pressure because he uses most of it to escape the attack.

If you want more points in this then your not getting it for free, put on some deductions to on your other stats if theses increases

and what level of attacks can you escape? like kido level or shinigami level attacks?

If you have two effective 'Espada' in the same character, then your stats are going to be split up among the two, and the two Zanpakuto need to be effective in strength as one, same with the Release(s). If you're going to have two separate Arrancar, then you're also going to have to halve things amongst them.

Also, we've updated the template, please update to that.