Name: Miranda Frost
NIckname: None
Age: 88, looks 18
Gender: Female
Squad: 1
Rank: 4th seat
Appearance
The face behind the Mask:
Miranda has silver hair, pale skin, and grey eyes. Her eyes always seem to be sad, despite her true emotions. Her uniform is customized to where the top is closer fitted to her body. On her left arm is a tattoo of her adopted family's symbol. There are two white feathers that are tied in her hair to resemble the family that took her in.
Weapon:Her Zanpakuto
Personality: Miranda was once a happy girl who did whatever it took to help take care of her family. She was also very quiet and isolate, probably due to her shyness. Despite this she had a strong urge to explore. As a hollow, Miranda had a sharper and more violent personality. She is more intense and cautious, but she isnt totally negative. She does have compassion and empathy for others.
Form: Hollow
History:
Miranda Frost was born to a family of 6, including three older siblings and two parents. Her father left the family behind when she was little, leaving behind a small home and a sickly mother with four children. Her mother spent the day working hard, and spent the rest of her time recovering. This meant that she had little time to take care of the kids, but she could teach her children to look out for each other, and she did so.
Miranda did most of the house chores while the boys did odd jobs around the house and for neighbors to help bring in extra cash to help pay expenses of living. She loved her family, but she wanted to see the outside world, even it was her own neighborhood. She would sneak out and explore the town at night while everyone was asleep. Soon after this, she started seeing spirits. She befriended the spirits, until they all went missing. She would seek them out, but none were to be found, all exept one hollow that made its home in that town. She befriended the hollow, but the hollow only used this friendship to cause the death of her entire family, from oldest down to her without her knowing until it was her turn. All of them were converted to hollows. The siblings were close, close enough that they donned the same armor-mask as hollows. Perhaps the reason for this is so they can reunite one day, with the armor made so they can recognize each other as Hollows.
Soon after this she would go into dormancy in attempt to fight her hollow self. However she was awakened by the third seat of squad 1, Vileeta Amuun. The third seat attacked Miranda, and Miranda was forced to protect herself. Miranda during the fight had attempted to convince the shinigami to let her go and collect her hollow brothers so that they could all pass on together. Vileeta refused this as nonsense. However Vileeta gave her an alternative, to pass on and become a shinigami. If her memories passed on, she would remember her goal and work to bring them to the Soul Society. Miranda allowed her to cleanse her, and her soul was sent to the Soul Society. Upon entering Rukongai, her memories for the most part also crossed over along with her spiritual energy. She could not remember anything before becoming a hollow, but she did remember her brothers and her goal to save them. She would be adopted into a strict militaristic family when the family sensed her potential. Several members of the family were ex-seated, and helped train her, finding that their way was quicker than the 6-year academy. Training was hard and brutal, but she soon received her own Zanpakuto. Not long after that she found out its name, Oduro Honō. Her training took two months, but the training was the 6 years of training, compacted into a short time frame. Once her training was completed, she applied to join Gotei 13, and was assigned to 1st squad, and received the rank of 4th seat.
Inner world appearance: It takes one to walk five miles to circumavigate the world. It consists of plain temporate forests with a grassland in the center with a diameter of one mile. One will not find any other plantlife besides the grass and trees that inhabit it. However if one were to visit her world, one might find her Zanpakuto's spirit roaming here. Weather here also varies depending on the mood. She is usually in a depressive state, so one should expect the world to be cloudy, dim, and dark.
ZanpakutōName:Odoru honō
Zanpakutō spirit:
Oduro Hono's spirit takes the appearance of a 17 year old boy with long, spiky red hair and green eyes. He has tear drop shaped tattoos under each of his eyes. He wears a long black coat and can sometimes be seen wearing the hood, concealing his face with a veil of darkness. Usually he has a calm, smartalek personality. He is not one to stand by and let Miranda have all the fun during battle or other situations. He likes to observe the situation, and give tips or even crack and joke around about it. Dispite the easy going attitude, he does have a short fuze, and a fiery temper.
Sealed form:The sealed form of the Zanpakuto is a simple, plain katana. The sheath is a pitch black color while the hilt is a scarlet red color. The hilt gaurd is a black color with red trimming.
Shikai Call out phrase: "My show now..."
Shikai description: Upon activation, Miranda's Zanpakuto splits in two and tranforms them into chakrams. Each chakram as eight kunai-type points on both of them. The Chakrams can be either used as melee weapons or ranged weapons depending on the user's preference.
Ability: Pyrokenisis
Techniques: Terra's Breath: Miranda sends her Zanakuto's energy through the ground, concentrates it over a waiting period of one post, then releases the built-up energy, causing a pillar of fire five feet in diameter to burst from the ground at the opponent's feet. Should the enemy be caught withing it, they would experience 2nd degree burns to 3rd degree burns all over their body depending on how long they were in the pillar of fire. To create a wider diameter for the attack, She can extend the waiting period. For every one post, another foot can be added to the end result
Flare Raid: Miranda covers her Zanpakuto in fire, spinning them rapidly. Then she throws them in a boomerang like way. Whether they hit or not, they always return to her hands. Should they hit, the one who was hit should expect a bad cut and severe burning around the cut.
Flame Wall: Miranda can create Walls of fire ten feet high and can have the wall completely surround the opponent to prevent escape. They can escape however, but doing so unprotected will result in severe burning.
Note: due to her being adp-2, filling out the bankai form is unneccesary. When she meets the required level I will modify it in.
BankaiBankai name:Bankai description: Ability: Techniques: Rp Sample:
Grace had heard of the great Capsule Corporation, but never had seen it in person. It was a magnificent sight, a marvel of modern science and architecture. Grace was impressed, but he did not fly all this way just to view a couple of buildings. He came here to catch up on his training and try out these "Gravity Machines". Apparently humans now had the technology to adjust gravity within a controlled environment. This was useful for a number of reasons. For one, the greater the gravity, the greater the force and energy required to move. The second reason follows the first: If he did his usual routine under fifty times gravity, he would get fifty times better results respectively.
This particular day was sunny, warm with clear skies. It was a shame he would be wearing himself out indoors but hey, training is training. He was wearing his usual attire, a black coat that ran all the way to his lower leg area and concealed his body from the outside world. On his hands were the usual gloves and on his feet were the usual boots. underneath his coat was a saiyan armor breastplate from planet Veget itself. Grace differed little when it came to what he wore. He was a very simple man.
Grace entered the main building softly and quietly, delicately shutting the door upon his entrance. His footsteps did not sound loudly as one might think so it was no surprise when the receptionists jumped when she looked up to see the pink haired, blue eyed man standing in front of her desk. Grace scanned her for what he saw. She had long brown hair, pulled back into a pony tail. She wore a plain light blue suit with a pin on her right, his left, side stating her name, position, and other person information. On the side was her portrait of her making a difficult smile as if she disliked having her picture made. He did not blame her, Grace did not like having his picture made either. The receptionist clicked her pen, set it down, and looked up at him.
"How may I help you today Mr...?" The receptionist asked, trailing off for him to "Fill in the blanks".
"Grace. Grace Sasin. I am here to rent one of your gravity rooms for... Athletic training." Grace said with a smile. Athletic training. Perfect excuse to build himself up for mercenary work.
"Of course Mr. Sasin, this will cost you-"
Grace would interrupt her, anticipating the subject of payment. "I have no currency, for I live where ever I go, but I do have something that could more than cover the cost and perhaps pay for my next visit" Grace reached into his left coat pocket with his hand going deep and grabbing what felt like a dense, hard rock. He pulled it out and set it on her desk with a thud. The receptionist stared long and hard at it until her eyes widened an her mouth dropped in awe.
"Is that a... a ...a ?", the receptionist asked, tripping over her own words.
Grace nodded and answered. "Yes. Super compressed carbon known as Diamond. This is raw Diamond. I'd say this is good for... three, maybe four visits?"
The receptionist nodded as she took the heavy rock into her own hands, feeling it, checking it. She reached into her own pocket, pulling out a small looking glass which she checked the rock before putting it away. She looked up at him with a embarrassed smiled and explained, "I studied these kind of things in college. Now for your room.."
The receptionists looked to her computer, clicked a couple of times and starting typing, possibly reserving a certain room before she reached into one of her many drawers to pull out a key card and hand it to grace. "This is your key card to the gravity room you rented. To find it just follow the directions on the card. I hope your training is satisfactory Mr. Sasin." She said politely as she went back to her computer work.
Now with the key card, it took little time to find it, even when he became lost from misreading the directions a few times. When he did find it he stood outside admiring the look of it. It was colored a basic black and white color while also sporting the capsule corporation logo. When he approached it he noticed a small card reader on the side and assumed this is where his card would open the machine. A loud beeping sounded, and an alarm that warned grace to stand back rang through the warm air. A few steps backward proved sufficient. Grace would enter the spherical room when the ramp fully extended, and closed it behind him.
Grace reached the control panel in three strides and turned the control panel to 10 percent, quickly feeling the effects of the gravity room. It caught him off guard, forcing himself roughly to kneel, sending mild pain up his leg. Once he gained his composure again he stood. He jumped vertically to test the gravity. With a smirk he faced the control pane and pressed a button. The control panel reacted with a smooth beep and some whirring noises. Grace decided to look up and as he did he saw several target droids floating around. Some of them were stationary while others purposely dodged around the gravity room just asking to get blasted.
Grace gladly obliged by pointing his hand toward one close to him, letting loose a pink Ki blast at low strength toward it. Sparks flew and metal pieces blasted everywhere. the little robots became more defensive. They began using coordinated maneuvers and complicated flight paths. Some even flew right at him! Grace dove forward, firing off a couple more Ki blasts, cursing to himself as they missed their mark. He hit the ground and rolled to his feet, blasting a droid that dared to ram him. Pieces of metal cut his skin, and a piece of shrapnel embedded itself in his cheek. He felt no pain, though, for adrenaline took it away. Frustration built and he charged the nearest droid and tackled it to the ground. He could hear the metal exoskeleton crush and crumple under his strength. Wires loosened and shocked him slightly but he paid no mind. He was already one his feet before the next droid tried to ram him, missing Grace by sheer inches. Grace dispatched the bot with a blast in point blank range. Grace was getting used to the gravity, and this was good. It meant progress.
However just as the going got good, the bots covered themselves with a... shiny material. Grace was cautious and fired a blast at one. To his surprise it cam straight back at him, hitting him square in the chest. The blast was powerful enough to take him off his feet and planting him on the cold metallic ground. For a moment he blacked out, but only for a moment. He sat up, rubbing his head saying, "I guess I dont know my own strength". Grace chuckled and leaped to his feet firing a Ki blast at another bot.
Just as he expected the bot reflected it, sending it back. This time Grace was ready and jumped out of the way. The bots got smarter and moved to intercept the missed blast, reflecting it again at Grace. The other bots joined in, surrounding Grace, volleying the blast over and over again. Grace got faster and faster, adding another blast to the volleys. It got harder and harder for Grace to move as he dodged. His muscles were swollen and worn while his head was getting light. He decide not to quit until he wrecked the remaining bots.
Grace would deflect the two Ki blasts at the ground, filling the room with smoke. With the room filled with smoke, the bots sensory systems were limited slightly. Grace used this to his advantage, pouncing at the nearest bot like it was his prey. He latched onto it, gaining control. Grace smirked and threw the bot into another, sending the two to the ground sparking and malfunctioning. How many were left? One? Two? No. It was four. It took the others a split second to register Grace, but that was all he needed. With the reflector shield facing the other direction, the bots were vulnerable to his Ki blasts. Grace fired several, with two of them taking out two of the bots and the other bouncing harmlessly off the others' shields. Frustration built again within Grace's core and Grace held out his hand, calling his scythe. The scythe obeyed as hundreds or possibly thousands of flower petals stormed the room, building a shape within Grace's grasp.
The flower petals compacted, sealing themselves to each other. It would seem that they were changing to a completely different material, with this one more metallic than organic. It took the form of the scythe and gained the green and pink colors it originally donned, Grace smirked with new found confidence and threw the scythe toward the bots, taking out both with a single throw. The scythe returned to Graces hand, and he dismissed it into a shower of rose petals.
Smoldering hunks of metal and wire lay everywhere, reminding him of a slight pain in his cheek. Grace reached to it and yanked the shrapnel free, tossing it to the metal exoskeletons. Grace waded over to the control panel and set the gravity back to normal. He immediately felt the results of his training, for moving felt somewhat easier despite his exhaustion. He exited the gravity room, not bothering to close the door behind. He walked with a tired, heavy limp. His senses seemed to dull under the suns rays. He did however notice the same receptionist from the front desk standing there, mouth agape with wonder.
"You were watching me the whole time huh?" Grace asked tiredly to the woman.
"I watched enough through the surveillance tapes. 'Athletic' activities huh?" the receptionist replied with a rather mischievous smile.
"Yeah... 'Athletic'", Grace said with a wink as he passed her. Little did he know the lady's face was beet red from the wink. Whether she was simply embarrassed or thought Grace was cute she would never reveal anytime soon. However her face would become even redder when she returned to her desk to find a beautiful red rose waiting for her. Grace meanwhile had limped his way across the city streets, angering some pedestrians and drivers as he did. He cared little for this or anything for that matter on account of his exhaustion. He simply wished to find a place to relax for awhile and get cleaned up.
ADP-2
Hankou (Resistance) – 10
Reiryoku (Spiritual Energy) –9
Hakudo (Physical Combat) - 8
Seijuu (Energy Control) – 8
Bukijuu (Weapon Control) – 8
Hoho (Speed) – 8
Points awarded: 1
Total points: 51
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