Name:Ika Mazi
Nickname: N/A
Age:Looks 16ish is 500
Gender:Male
Weapon(s):N/A
Personality:: Ika is usually caught with a blunt in his mouth and if he doesn’t have one he is often depressed because he often recalls back the terrible things of his past. Ika is very insecure about things including his appearance and voice even though they are both pretty good according to most women. He was emo when he died and stayed that way when he went to the Soul Society. He loves to spar and often does this in his spare time. Ika also practices a lot even though he’s known as the most painful spar you'll ever have.
Ika is a gloomy and depressed person without a blunt in his mouth and finds life absolutely worthless. Ika does not fear death one bit and feels at some points in time deaths the only way out of misery. He is probably the most depressing person to be around without a blunt in his mouth. Since Ika is usually high off his ass to the point where if he was floating he'd be burned by the sun his subordinates do his homework usually. He also threatens them with death just to be mean and to get them to do as told so if they don't there’s hell to pay.
Ika loves Screamo music and is often caught with his IPod in his ears blaring some nice Screamo though he does like bands like Brand New and Jamestown Story. Ika is quite powerful and is known to be a prodigy after graduating from the academy in less than a year though it never goes to his head. He has been known to have a drink with everyone once in a while and has even been known to drink with squad 11 on occasion. He is a quiet person who does not speak often unless spoken to. He also has no mercy for anyone or anything. He actually claims anyone who dies on the battlefield are lucky and more fortunate than those who lived to tell the tail.
Ika is a proud stoner and enjoys being one and has a bull burn on his left thigh to prove it and he considers it to be a very special marking on him. He hates anyone who’s overprotective of others though to his friends he is overprotective himself. When Ika is completely baked he is laid back and care free thus not having a care in the world. Ika has been known to never fall in love feeling it only leads to heartbreak and claims he has no heart left to break. He is known to be a problem child and in his human life had frequent run ins with the law. He is also quite insecure from being abused in his childhood.
Ika was a very depressed person in his human life and that carried over somewhat he got addicted to cutting mentally and never stopped and uses the cutting in battle to harm his opponents if they have a low pain threshold. Ika does not like to talk shit he likes to let his fighting ability do the talking and is not known as a merciful man. He also loves pain and finds it quite addictive. Ika hates cocky or arrogant people and also power abusers and if he can likes to put them in their place. He hates all Arrancar and Hinrichten and Hollow and sees them as a plague to the world though if he had to would fight alongside one.
Ika hates stress and makes his subordinates do his work to avoid it at times as well and makes sure it never leaks out with the threat of the afore mentioned slitting of your throat draining of your blood and your mom finding your blood in the mail. He finds life to be a meaningless illusion and often treats it as such. He also loves sex and will fuck whenever he can if he can when he gets the chance and has never resorted to porn or Hentei for pleasure. His hero is also Hugh Hefner owner of the playboy mansion whom he finds to have lived life as it’s meant to be lived. He is also a song writer whom’s musical influences are Oliver Sykes a Jamestown Story and Danny Worsnop.
Ika is a polite man and opens the door or helps anyone up he feels necessary to help aka the old and woman. He also finds those who date online retarded and has always lived under the motto fuck for real or never fuck. He sometimes says racist things and says that he isn't racist he will fuck any hot girl from any culture and that he hates all people equally. He also is a beast at playing guitar. He is known as a pimp considering he always has beautiful woman around him. Ika is quite perverted as well and try's and usually fails not to stare at a woman's chest.
Likes: Ika happens to be a stoner thus making him love Weed because it helps him cool off and not be as stressed. Ika likes to fight and will spar and fight in his spare time if he gets the chance. Ika also likes Boobs and woman in general and is known as a huge perv and pimp. He loves music and is even a song writer himself and loves to play his guitar Jobe. He is a huge fan of Hugh Heffner’s as well and considers him his hero. He loves his powers and Zanpokuto.
He loves his friends and family and holds them quite dear to him in many ways and says he would give his life for any of them in a heartbeat. He also likes having his subordinates do his paperwork for him. He also loves Screamo type bands such as Bring Me the Horizon, Asking Alexandria, and A Skylit Drive. He also likes to cut as it is much like an addiction to him. He also loves to torture evil enemies or ones he dislikes to the point of them begging for death.
Ika fears his friends and family dieing even after seeing so much of it happen he says it never gets easier. He also fears breaking his guitar Jobe if it were to break... all red and black hell would break loose. Ika fears never having sex again or seeing boobs the thought to him is terrifying and easily one of his most depressing thoughts. Ika fears not having a blunt in his mouth because he becomes unpredictable unless he's fighting at that time. He also fears losing and never wants to lose a spar or fight.
Ika fears stressful situations and almost never enters any unless he is forced to do so by a higher power and even then he's pissed and hard to get to do it. He also fears not having his IPod for more than a week because it relieves much of his stress through his music. Ika also fears having no underlings to boss around and do his work for him because he hates work. He also fears not being able to fight. Ika fears one day his hard headedness will get him killed by Captain Commander or another high ranked Shingami or Arrancar or Bounto or any other race.
Ika has always been very accepting of people with different sexualities or if they had certain fetishes and has actually been interested in such things as well, and knows much about just about every fetish or Serial Killer known to man and does only because of people he once knew. In this regard he was pretty easy to get along with because he didn't give a shit what you liked what made you erect or what race you are he just really couldn't give a shit. He views all people as equal and sees discrimination to be complete and utter bullshit and though he makes jokes about every race out there he is one of the most nonjudgmental people out there today. His favorite Serial Killer of all times is Jeff Dahmer just because...well lets be real here Dahmer did as he damn well pleased to get his hard on which makes Ika in a sort of smartass kind of way think of him as a hero. As you can see Ika is quite umm “Interesting".
Physical Appearance:: Ika looks emo to your average person though some might say Goth Scene or just even a vampire when it’s the winter and he’s about as pale as the snow.He wears Skinny Jeans which are always Black and a Black and White patterned belt. He wears band t-shirts like Bring Me the Horizon, Asking Alexandria, Bullet for My Valentine, Black Veil Brides, Pierce The Veil, Eyes Set To Kill, A Day To Remember, Et Cetra. He has Pitch Black hair and Blue eyes which are almost crystal colored. He has scars all over his body from where he used to cut and still does since he's mentally addicted. He has a large sheath in his left pocket as well.
He has large muscular arms and bracelets that cover his scars. The bracelets all have band names on them like Bring Me the Horizon, Asking Alexandria, Bullet for My Valentine, Black Veil Brides; Pierce the Veil, Eyes Set to Kill, A Day To Remember, Et Cetra. He wear’s black Ed Hardy Converses. He also has a tattoo right where his heart should be in the shape of a heart with a horizontal line through it. The heart represents his being broken.
Bio:Ika was born to Kathryn Mazi and Miko Mazi on December 9th though the exact year is unknown, his mother died when he was 5 years old and this affected him and his father greatly later on in years, his mother had overdosed on pain killers at this time and this greatly affected how Ika’s life went on with his father, that was because his father blamed the loss of his wife on Ika. This led to Ika living a tough life because he always had to take everything from his dad, the beatings, the emotional abuse, the mental abuse, all of it led to an overall horrible childhood for Ika to endure at an especially young age to top that all off as well and he knew that deep down nothing he could do would change that not that he would ever let his brother know of this for fear of him losing hope. Ika loved his brother very much and always wanted the best for him and when his dad would try to beat him Ika would take the beatings for his brother and not even ask for a thank you though his brother always pleaded to be allowed to do as such. His brother was also a tough kid and they both knew their way around and to Ika and his brother, it was them against the world that was what it was.
Soon Ika and his little brother Nika had gathered a group of friends who stuck together through thick and thin and they always had each other’s back whether it be against someone older or someone younger it did not matter, what mattered was that between them, the only real family they had was each other and everyone knew you couldn’t just mess with one of them, no, if you messed with one of them you knew damn straight the rest were to follow. One day Ika was walking home from school and he heard screaming from a bush and he turned and realized it was Jessica’s voice “What the hell” he ran into the bush and punched at the guys face but the guy grabbed him and kicked him in the stomach and stabbed Jessica in the throat, she was naked, she had been raped, Ika was pissed off as he launched punch after punch at the guy and caught him right in the eye with one as he slashed the knife across at Ika’s face catching him on the forehead, this scar remained forever though it is well covered by his hair. He felt the blood drip into his eyes and he rushed the man and kicked him in the stomach then with all of his might kicked him in the knee, all Ika heard was a shattering noise and the sound of the man yelping, at age 11,Ika had just fought off a full grown man. But as he heard the sirens in the distance closing in after being alerted by concerned neighbors, this was the least of his worries.
Ika ran and slid to the ground beside Jessica who was gurgling on her own blood choking on it, it was pitiful to watch and worse to be forced to as Jessica held his hand with a death grip, Ika brushed her hair back “You’ll be okay Jessica, you’ll be okay, he could tell she wanted to believe it but he knew better and he knew for a fact she was a goner and so did she, as Ika tried to speak she shushed him by putting two fingers to his mouth then holding Ika’s arm out put her hand at her throat. She painted in her blood I Love You in blood on his lower arm and Ika began to cry as her head fell back, he screamed and began to beat the guy who did this to her and did so until the cops arrived. At this time afterwards it seemed like life was as back to normal as it would get until one day he was walking home with his brother and Franky and all hell broke loose on the streets. Gunfire was abrupt and coming from all angles and as Ika scrambled to find cover with his friends and his brother someone shot and Ika turned around to see it was his brother, his brother… had just taken a bullet for him and Ika cried and screamed “NOOOOO!” He fell to the ground and grabbed him and dragged him under a wall and realized where the shot was, it was at his heart and Ika could not believe this within three months of the last attack, someone he loved was dieing again. He began to scream for help as Tanner and Frankie hopped the fence over to him nearby and rushed to Ika’s side and he knew his brother was going to die soon.
Ika shook his brother “Why dammit why, I should have taken the bullet, me Nika me, not you I don’t want you gone I can’t…” His brother choked out a soft phrase that sounded like “Shh” before he continued “Ika all you’ve done your whole life is take bullets for me, I figure sometime I have to return the favor, I suppose it could have been done a little less literally he said faking a smile and Ika did the same tears running down his face. He hugged his brother and as the ambulance came and his brother breathed his last breathe he told his brother something he didn’t believe he had ever said to him before through everything “I love you” and his brother and pulled a necklace from his pocket and pulled Ika down and put it over his neck, it had a cross on it with his mother in one framed picture, one of Jess, One of Tanner, One of Franky one of Ika, One of his brother, and one of him Jessica his brother Tanner and Franky all together, the last word he mustered was “Thank You”. Ika continued to sob as the ambulance took his brother away, a civilian causality of a gang war; this was too much for Ika to bear. All he could make himself do was sob he couldn’t move, couldn’t think, he was paralyzed in sorrow, his brother, his best friend, had just taken a bullet for him, he could not protect his brother the one time he needed it most and this troubled him deeply.
Ika lived the rest of his days chasing skirt, listening to music, being depressed, cutting, the usual emo bullshit as Tanner once described it to him though he ate a crab apple involuntarily in the face which angered him a bit but they both laughed it off, as always, one day the usual group of school assholes and jocks decided to pick on Tanner and Frankie, Frankie could fight pretty well, Tanner couldn’t fight, and Ika was on the way but Tanner was already in bad shape and so was Frankie and Tanner was thrown into the road where he was hit by a car and as Ika ran after him the grabbed him, bad move, Ika elbowed the guy in the jaw, he turned around and spin kicked one in the nose then the last two he beat the holy hell out of before dragging Tanner out of the road and pulling him in “It’ll be okay dude Frankie has an ambulance on the way dude, you’ll be okay, then out of nowhere Tanner grabbed his lighter and gave it to Ika, Ika thanked Tanner but did not understand until he saw his stomach, he was cut wide open, Tanner was a proud stoner and the lighter meant a lot to him, Ika sucked up tears as they loaded him on the ambulance, the next day he got a bull burn with that lighter on his left thigh. He began to smoke pot heavily for the rest of his days of life. It in some weird way helped ease the pain of loss by helping him escape from the reality of it and though it was a great temporary escape he knew it would not solve anything and this deeply troubled him as he began to wonder why it always happened to him, he had done nothing wrong to deserve this shit that he knew of so why him.
One day when Ika was out running around the city he saw an ambulance rushing down the highway, he saw it stop and the paramedics grab him as Frankie laid on the stretcher not even appearing alive, all this death was just to much though it was hardly apparent on his face, “Frankie wake the fuck up dammit wake up” Frankie opened his eyes enough just to see Ika was there and smile before he passed out again. At 13 years of age, this was going to happen again to Ika and he could not believe it, first Jess, then Nika, then Tanner, Now Frankie, He was going to die and Ika knew it from the blood pouring out of his arm vertically and he waited it out and 3 hours later Frankie was gone for good and this troubled Ika he nodded and walked out but remembered that Franky had touched his pocket before he had left the ambulance and Ika had reached in to find a razor that had Ika on one side and Franky on the other, he carries it in his pocket each day even now and absolutely never forgets it. He committed suicide the day after.
He was bored in the Soul Society he wanted more than to just lay down and waste away all of time itself. He then enlisted to become a Shingami and was great. He graduated top of his class in one year and then became a seated member in the Kidou corps because he graduated top of his class in Kidou. He then heard his Zanpokuto speak to him and immediately knew it was time to learn Shikai. He began to ask its name but no reply. He would ask more "personal questions" such as how he was feeling things about his life, they discussed music’s meaning things that they valued. They both knew each other well and he began to train one day.
He trained and trained and tried to become good friends with his Zanpokuto and was succeeding and he knew it but no leap of faith yet, no not until he became a little stronger, and then, and only then would he ask it what its name was and actually expect a good response. He swung his sword left, right, up, and down mastering striking combos and sweating like he was in the Amazon but he pushed on knowing more power lie ahead for him and knowing that he could very well become Lieutenant with such power. He trained more and continued prying deep into his loyal partners mind trying to learn more and more as he trained. He was getting impatient and decided he would ask. He would ask him now. He smiled and spoke "one last question" the Zanpokuto replied "what is it my friend"?
Ika swallowed hard and sweated even more from being nervous as hell and choked out an inaudible "what’s your name”. The spirit looked confused and inquired back "I am terribly sorry my good friend I cannot hear you what was that" he looked baffled standing in his inner world as Ika spoke. Ika stood up, now or never, nut up or shut up, Ika mustered up the courage "Zanpokuto what is your name" he asked sounding as confident as possible which was not easy with his current state of mind and silence followed. Ten seconds passed and it seemed like an eternity when his Zanpokuto smiled widely and replied "Bleeding Heart is my name and you now have unlocked more of your untapped power, good job Ika”. He smiled and walked back. Ika stared on in disbelief.
Ika worked hard for years to master his Shikai and became Vice Captain of squad 2 for years and he was content with such power for years as well until one day he sparred with the Captain and lost just because he had Bankai and he knew he needed it if he wanted to be stronger and decided it was time. He needed to learn Bankai and he trained for years so he could get inside his Inner World to learn Bankai and finally got inside and told his Zanpokuto he wanted Bankai and Bleeding Heart looked at him with icy cold eyes. He cracked his knuckles and told him "fine but it will be hard and you will have to beat me on my terms in complete darkness with none of your senses but touch to work for you. He smiled "not much choice let’s get started now my friend".
He fought him and went to hit him but with no senses he failed, he could not see, sense, taste, smell, or even hear him and he waited and continued to be cut at every turn and making aimless attempts at cutting into his Zanpokuto Spirit. He had to think of something and quick or he would be Swiss cheese before the battle even started and right as he began to think, Stab. The blade sunk into Ika and though it hurt like a bitch and left a huge gash in his left lung Ika got an idea on how to win this thing and it donned on him that his foes guard was down because of Ika’s predicament. He smiled and waited and yelled "come on you bastard try it again lets go”. He charged Ika and Ika tensed up.
Stab Ika was stabbed 10 mm from the original spot he was stabbed but he wasn't the one whom was down now, as soon as he was stabbed he stabbed his Zanpokuto spirit as blood spurted out Ika’s mouth and the area became clear he smiled "humph well a hell of a way to end this I guess”. His spirit was beaten and coughed up blood "yeah it is over you got me Ika though that was a hell of a way of doing it, nice job Ika I am proud of you for doing this train more and master your new power. He smiled when he woke up and trained a bit but could not move anymore after that and then he walked to his room and hit the hay. Training was a pain in the ass he thought. He trained for years to master it as Lieutenant and he soon knew it was time to face a Captain and become one of them.
Bankai was a pain in the ass for him and he thought he looked quite badass and he was right. He was absolutely bad ass and went against his captain in a spar and won while using Bankai in front of the head captain. The Head Captain was impressed and made him the captain immediately. He was content with this for a while. A matter of fact he was content for 100 years. Then an event that shook his life forever happened. He would never be the same ever. He was now Captain of squad 2.
He heard screaming and as he went to rush to investigate he saw that his lieutenant was being killed. She was woman and she was being eaten by a Hollow and as it swallowed her it turned around and spoke to him "Long time no see Ika". He recognized the voice it was Jessica. He nearly dropped on a knee and allowed death to come until his Zanpokuto spirit took over and slashed her open and made him watch her disappear. It was a terrible moment in his life and one that could have ended it for him.
Life went on even though he began to smoke a joint nearly all the time and just kind of went the direction that life took him. He had lost most of his humor and the lieutenant he had just gotten wasn't half as good as the one before. He wanted to send him on a hard mission and hope he'd never return but the head captain wouldn't allow it. This disappointed him greatly. He began to realize that he was not doing very well as a captain as irresponsible as he was but he knew it was not enough for his title to be revoked.
One day as he was walking around he got knocked out and woke up weirdly and felt something white going around him. He was in utter disbelief he was Hollowfying. He screamed bloody murder and realized that if anyone came he would not be as welcome he ran like hell until the pain overwhelmed him. He passed out and then soon began to hear his Inner Hollow speak. He did not mind it as it was much like his Zanpokuto Spirit and himself in many ways. He was a runaway not accepted anywhere that he knew of he then decided to go look for the other Vizards. He figured he had been sealed so he knew it was one of the better ways to have it happen.
Nightmares on top of nightmares and even more nightmares as his nights became restless with no sleep for months and he was surviving on pure straight up Caffeine when finally he couldn't take it anymore. He ran out to the forest in the Amazon and began to fight his Inner Hollow "bring it you dumb son of a bitch I am tired of your shit and tired of being awake and want to sleep and honestly I need some power so prepare to die asshole". The Hollow looked at him and laughed a sadistic laugh that would make the most hardened of people cringe in fear and it spoke "what a mouth you have on you, too bad you won't have a tongue to speak with when I am done with you Shingami scum". Ika smiled and cracked his knuckles and Shunpo'd above him and slashed his blade down and it was caught with ease as he followed up with a slash at Ika that knocked him into the ground. “Not bad" Ika grinned at the Hollow while saying this blood trickling from his mouth. “My turns now bitch".
Ika and his Inner Hollow exchanged blow after blow but Ika was the only one wearing down and meanwhile the Hollow was taking over, and knew he had to finish the guy off sometime soon. Ika slashed at him and was knocked back then impaled through his leg. He smiled and pulled off a move that ended the fight and any chance of my moving his leg he used his other foot to step off his blade and jump but the other blade cut his leg from the knee up but it didn't matter now as Ika took a slash and cut the Hollow down. “You win Ika but let this be known to you the second I sense weakness in you I will crush your skull with my bare Fucking hands and take over that body of yours that I consider to be my vessel". Ika just smiled and yawned "good luck with that”. He woke up and checked the time before he passed out "69 minutes... huh". He then passed out from blood loss and awoke healed. Apparently someone healed him. “Great now then...".
He wandered like this for a few years killing everything that would dare attack him at any time. Hollows Shingami for being an outlaw a desperate Bounto Quincy’s even Humans would try to bring him down. No one could as Ika was very tough and he knew how to fight hand to hand and sword to sword. This made him a very hard to combat foe. Captain of squad 2,Vice-Captain of squad 5 all under his belt, He was the perfect outlaw in every way and his powers were unrivaled. That was until he stumbled upon an old Human.
He met the Human whom had been following him around Mexico for quite some time now and he was in the middle of nowhere so he figured he might be able to dispose of him quietly. He turned around and looked at the Human "what is your business I have no time to put up with this"... He said this and as he did the man jumped above him "big mistake". As he said this man came down with a slash at his arm of which he easily parried. The next attack was aimed at his stomach and it missed as he Shunpo'd away. "Bankai" and as he said this the man launched a Hado 4 at him. "Not a human that means he-". He was cut off as the man Shunpo'd behind and made a slash at his back. He responded with his Reitsu gas which made him able to be affected by his moves as he inhaled it and he did right as it cut his back.
Ika had him where he wanted him and yelled "die" and began to wonder what kind of simple human could put up such a fight as if it were nothing and became very pissed off as they both clashed swords again and as one tried to get an advantage Ika was able to muster out a question "Who are you". "Makino Mazi who are you" he replied. Ika held back tears it was his father. "Your boy the one you never cared about and treated like shit for his whole life". Ika’s Reitsu flared.
His Reitsu turned dark and even more immense than before and his mask took over his face as his dad gawked at him realizing he was a Vizard. "Your one of them”, father said this with a disdained appearance to his face and Ika laughed "yes dad and this one will be your death”. He Shunpo'd behind him and punched him in the cut and kicked him in the knee dislocating his knee. His dad screamed out in pain and looked at Ika as he somehow reverted. His father laid his head down expecting to be decapitated.
Ika did not kill him "I pity you but do not take this as forgiveness I simply have the compassion that you lacked and it came from my mother”. His father took a breath of relief and looked at his son in disbelief "I just got my ass handed to me by my son and pitied what is the reason"? Ika looked at his father "when I died my mom told me about your addiction and that you weren't really like that". He looked at the sky. "I can't forgive you for what you did all I can do is spare you and have compassion".
His dad laughed and spat out blood "of all people to pity me and say something like this you were the last one I expected". Ika glared at his father and spoke slowly "if you wish for your life to continue and you want a chance at being valued by me leave now before I change my mind". His father held back tears and walked away "we will meet again son". Ika spat at the ground and looked at his father smiling "not if I get my way now get going". Ika’s dad left without a word and his whereabouts are to this moment unknown. Ika does not mind this and now waits for the meeting his dad promised though doubts it will come.
As time passed Ika became restless with his mask duration and wanted it to become longer, he wanted to become stronger after fighting his dad and it annoyed him that he couldn't use his mask longer and then decided to train so he would get stronger. He had fought his Inner Hollow and won, he fought his dad and won, he fought his Zanpokuto and won but he still, no matter how hard he trained he seemed as if he could not get any stronger and this pissed him off to quite a large extent. He wanted the power, no...He needed the power; he needed to prove to himself he could get stronger. If he couldn't he held no reason to keep living in this hell of a life. He decided it was time to push the Vizard thing to the max, to see if he could harness its full power. It was time to enhance his powers to their fullest.
Ika stood in the field and after fighting his father he felt weak, he wanted to be stronger...no the strongest. He jumped down and looked at the sky and gathered all the emotion he could into himself and jumped deep within his self and saw his Hollow "my partner I will train with you so that I can harness your power so that we can become stronger join me won't you. The Hollow pondered this for a second "and what’s in it for me if I win hmm"? Ika smiled "you know exactly what you get you punk bitch now let’s get started”. Ika drew his Zanpokuto and began whirling it around in circles and made a smashing hit at his foe. The Hollow easily got out of the way and smashed Ika into the dirt with his Zanpokuto. Ika got up and spat to the ground as blood slowly filled his mouth "not bad.
They continued slashing wildly at one another as Ika’s Zanpokuto tried to help him in any way possible but the Hollow was powerful indeed. He made slash after slash after slash at the Hollow and the Hollow did the same, vertical cuts horizontal cuts stabs it was like an all-out war. "Give up Ika just allow your power to be mine it will be much less painful for you I promise”. Ika spat on the ground and smiled "yeah maybe but I really like this body so sorry I will be keeping it thank you”. His Hollow waved his Zanpokuto in circles and shot it at him like a canon "tough words for a dead man”. Ika saw this and grabbed the sword as it went through his arm. He pulled it out and tossed it back and grinned as blood poured out of his arm at the upper forearm. “I would hate for you to lose such a pretty sword their”. He grinned as he put his hand on his arm "wouldn't want this to be too easy”. The Hollow just smirked "I completely agree your death will be much too easy and painless without the sword”. It laughed wildly "so I will gut you with this very sword how about that bwahahhahahahahaha".
Ika heard a swish and looked behind him to see his hollow laughing wildly and swinging the sword knocking him back 20 feet. As he made contact with the ground he flipped on his hands with a back handstand and landed "not bad for someone who can barely swing that sword tell me how is it knowing that I am able to counter this this easily and that you'll never get this sexy body”. Ika smiled as he truly looked at the Hollow before him like it wasn't even a threat. This of course was not true as the Hollow was by far one of the biggest threats Ika had ever seen and as Ika Shunpo'd forwards to collide swords with it he noticed the impact was weaker. The Hollow stopped and jumped back and had a blank look. He then spoke "let me ask you a question" he asked in a cold tone that Ika had never before heard. “What do you want" Ika would say with a scowl. “Why do you want my power so badly" The Hollow would ask with the same look. Ika stared at the ground his face became tight sad and strained "after fighting my dad"...his voice trailed off. “I want to get stronger dammit and I will do whatever I have to do to do it”. The Hollow smiled and spoke "put your mask on and train and if you can take the training my power is yours”. Ika grinned "ok ready".
Ika swiped the mask over his face and immediately had a flurry of pain come over him and it seemed as if all of his past memories were flooding back. The beatings were played out in his mind in such brutal detail down to the word and the same exact pain. Ika screamed as he felt defenseless as the pain took over him in such a brutal manner. Ika was in the forest with not a soul around in Bogota which suited him just fine and in his own eyes it was just like his heart lonely with not a soul to be found within one hundred miles of it. He was right in the middle screaming yet only the animals that made their homes there could hear his hopeless cries. It was truly pitiful as his Reitsu was being thrown all over the place and scaring the animals off as the birds began to fly off and the ones on foot were running as fast as they could away from Ika. He truly felt alone there in that damned wilderness but then the Hollow came through in his head with his Zanpokuto spirit. “Listen Ika you must fight your memories confront them make peace with them then while you’re doing this train as much as possible.
Ika began to run laps around the forest and climb the trees and jump from limb to limb and land on frail branches just so they would break and he would Shunpo to the next branch and do the same thing. It was a good work out and as he made his way back he drew his Zanpokuto and had just noticed the beauty of itches smiled and at first he made motions with the sword as if he were actually fighting. His Hollow and Zanpokuto spirit watched smiling and spoke "good job Ika keep up the good work”. Ika Shunpo'd forwards and made a slash at the biggest tree he could find and yelled "timber" as he did this he Shunpo'd back and watched it take out a lot of trees in the nearby area like a bunch of dominos. He then Shunpo'd to the tree that was about to fall over and hit it with his fist and knocked it back the other way to stop the domino effect. He then grabbed a tree and kicked it full force and split it down the middle. As he did this he punched another with much thicker bark and left a crater in the tree. He then hit the smaller tree behind him with his elbow as it toppled over and he grinned as he did this.
He was becoming stronger and he didn't even know it and as he did this he began to Shunpo around and he was even faster than before and he looked like a truly superb fighter and he liked this. He liked feeling stronger and feeling his power slowly increase to unknown levels he never thought he would reach. He laughed and drew his sword.
Ika began slashing wildly at the trees around him leveling each of them without even having to try, all he had to do was flick his wrist and have his sword make contact and bam the trees would fall. He was having fun with this and was learning to control the Hollow but then it struck him like a Fucking freight train. The pain of his mother’s death and all of his friend’s deaths Ika screamed "MOM JESSICA GAHHHTTT" the visions and emotional sorrow struck him like a bullet. He keeled over crying and began to puke and he knew he had to fight the pain even without his Zanpokuto and hollow yelling it in his head. He knew he had to continue training. He jumped and Shunpo'd to the sky and came down with his Zanpokuto cutting a huge tree right down the middle as he Shunpo'd away and watched them fall. The carnage was unforeseeable. Half the landscape was completely laid waste to and he saw the images of his mom’s dead body and Jessica’s mangled dead body. It made him cry through the mask but he would still attempt to keep his composure as he began to rip through the area before him. It was truly a sight to behold as the area looked like a tornado had just ripped through it. He kicked down trees cut them down punched them down through them down he even destroyed a whole damn tree that was 100 feet tall and about 15 feet round with his bare hands. If he wasn't frightening now he was never going to be but this still wasn't enough for him. He had to keep at it.
The training was brutal to say the least and Ika was feeling the pain of it but Ika wanted this new power badly he would kill to be stronger than what he was and he was proving this now as he was absolutely destroying this area with his bare hands and Zanpokuto. It was truly an amazing feat destroying such a large area in such a short time single handedly. He was barely lifting a finger and destroying even more of it. He then began to practice flexibility and was amazed at the limberness he had in this form. He did a double backflip in midair without having to try, it was that easy. He could still do the kicks and flips and he was as limber as a rubber band. A matter of fact if anything he was even more limber than before which truly excited him since that was a great part of his fighting strategy’s and life style. Ika smiled thinking the onslaught of pain was over. Boy was he wrong.
When he went for a back flipping kick in midair he fell on his face as he saw himself kill himself in his mind. It was like a replay down to his last seconds and feelings and as he felt it he gripped his throat because he felt like he was choking. He had no clue what was so wrong but it really hurt him and when he tried to overcome it it was like his breathing was stopped. He couldn't take it anymore. He yelled "STOP”. Then suddenly the voice echoed throughout the area and it was the only thing able to be heard for miles as he fell to the ground clutching his head and slowly tried to stand up and as he began to cry it rained all over him. He did the one thing he needed to his whole life. Just let it all out and to cry, he needed to quit bottling up his emotions he needed to let them go but he was denied this before but not now. He could cry all he wanted and he did. There was no in between he was straight up balling his eyes out. He needed to grieve and now was the time. He felt like he could just lay there and curl up in a ball and die right then and there but he knew he could not accomplish what he wanted dead. He picked himself up and continued training. Right then and there in the rain he began to rapidly punch holes in the ground as it began to shake at the speed and strength of his punches and he smirked as he created a crater in the ground about 20 feet deep and wide. He Shunpo'd out and saw a tree and came out with a full force punch knocking the smaller tree back about 10 feet as he landed. He then picked up his sword and carved his name into the bark of a tree while and said under his name "rest in peace Jessica Kisamoyo and Kathryn Mazi aka mom you'll both be missed forever and I love you”. He then sat down by the tree and cried more. He stood up and cracked his knuckles and smiled at the sky. “Thank you my Hollow and thank you Bleeding Heart”. He got his serious face back on as his Hollow began to speak to him once more "are you ready for another test”? It would ask and Ika shook his head yes and spoke "yes as ready as I think I will ever be”. The Hollow said nothing more as Ika resumed his training and destruction of the area. He of course had no idea of what pain lay ahead.
He trained but then he fell over, unable to stand like the breathe was simply taken from him and he began to cry for the first time in a long, long while and as he did he saw it all before his eyes and the Hollow said he would end Ika’s suffering if Ika would give up and smiled "go ahead". Ika’s eyes steeled he looked at his Hollow dead in the eye and looked straight at him dead in the eye and spoke with a large smirk on his face "not in a million years would I sell my soul to something as evil and sinister as you, rot in hell”. The Hollow scoffed at this statement not fully aware of the trouble he was in and felt the cold blade long before he saw it "I will take your power now Hollow”. The Hollow fell to the ground with a sly smile "you do have killer instinct heh, I thought your old dad made you soft”. Ika smiled "you thought wrong goodbye". Ika threw on his mask.
He jumped from tree to tree with inhuman agility and speed and barely had to try to move, this Mask was a simply amazing tool and was proving its worth in training alone, he the decided it was time to see if his strength had been enhanced any what so ever. He took his fist and punched a tree and it immediately toppled over and he picked it up and threw it. And, unlike before he wasn't tiring out his Mask was lasting longer he threw it up in the air and pointed his finger at it and launched a huge Cero and blew the tree to oblivion. This power...why couldn't he have known of such before. He smiled and punched the ground and a crater formed, this would be fun. He knew he could not let up on such training and the second he did it would have been for not, a waste of his valuable and precious time. He knew he had to continue and he did.
The time was passing quickly, night was already falling and he could feel himself tiring steadily but not enough to stop him, oh hell no, stopping was not in Ika’s nature this shit would be like go go go. He jumped u and came down with a thrust of his leg on a tree and crushed the top of it into the ground like he wasn't even trying and cracked his knuckles as he saw a stream and saw a fish. He practiced his speed he waited and punched quick enough to smash it and he watched solemnly as what little entrails and insides of the fish that were left floated away downstream. Ika felt like superman and thought he could do anything and tried to do just that. He wrestled an Alligator and crushed its throat with a squeeze of his hand. Oh how fun this could be to use in battle he thought to himself solemnly. He splashed his face in the stream and walked away. He left any signs of weakness left in him, buried at the creek bed.
Zanpakutō
Name:Bleeding Heart
Zanpakutō spirit: Bleeding Heart is a depressed song writer who loves to play guitar. He is a rather gloomy fellow and is often too honest about something if it is hopeless in his mind. He is a loyal spirit and helps Ika whenever he can whenever Ika needs it though he does not speak often. He is a sarcastic man whom often abuses Ika if he's high and cannot tell when he's using sarcasm. Deep down Bleeding Heart cares about Ika a lot and protects him however he can.
Bleeding Heart says he can never love again after what she did to him however who she is remains completely unknown. He is often lonely and rarely ever speaks if he's not spoken to and yet it does not matter to him usually. He loves music and he and Ika often discuss music together considering they like the same music. He hates to see Ika get hurt and really hates to see it and often yells at him to kill them. As you can see Bleeding Heart is quite a character. Bleeding heart is also quite sarcastic and humorous at times.
He is about 6 foot tall even and weighs about 175 pounds and for the most part is fairly well toned,he has a guitar he always carry's around called Josie as well.The guitar was named after his past love and has a heart beside the base of the guitar.He usually wheres T-shirts and Jeans around with normal Sneakers on and he honestly looks like your normal man.He has grey eyes and black hair and his skin is an odd slightly tanned color.He has a tattoo on his neck of a guitar and on each wrist a heart with a violin above it.
Sealed form:The Zanpokuto is a Katana that is about four in a half feet long. The blade is a deep grey and the hilt is black.The hilt has a hard bottom and it has a very soft grip making it easier for Ika to grip. It also weighs 5 pounds.It has a button at the bottom of it making it a Club at the bottom when it walks out,this does not mess up the grip at all and the club is a good two feet long and in retrospect,the sword shrinks to 3 in a half feet so both can be used easier. The club weighs about 20 pounds and due to the strength of Ika,is swung like a toy.
Shikai
Call out phrase:Darkness Enclose.
Ability: Ika stabs his sword into the ground and as he does this everything within 50 yards of him with Spiritual Pressure will see nothing but darkness for 50 yards. The escape routes are blocked with spikes as well made of Ika’s Reitsu and what makes this place very deadly is the fact you cannot see more than a foot in front of you but Ika can see fine. However you can still sense every object in the area using Pequissa or something like it. Ika can also manipulate the darkness in various ways (see techniques).You can also break out by waiting 5 post. The only other way is to hit a hatch at the top of the dome with an attack of Hado 50 power or more it will be invisible however. The cool down is also five post.
Techniques: Technique Name: Darkness Spikes
Description:¬Types: Offensive
¬Effect: This shapes darkness into Zanpokuto like spikes that can be fallen on or stepped on to cut an opponent open. They just impale.
Range: 2 feet tall 20 feet wide.
Duration/Post Usage: N/A Last for the whole duration of Shikai.
Preparation: None
Cool Down: one per every 3 post.
Technique Name: Darkness Slash
Description: ¬Types: Offensive
¬Effect: Darkness gathers darkness on Ika’s sword where Ika can launch a blast like the Getsuga Tensho at a rather high power. Cero level power.
Range: 50 yards
Duration/Post Usage::Once per post
Preparation: N/A
Cool Down: N/A
Technique Name: Darkness Fist
Description: Ika speeds up his punches and covers them with dark Reitsu to speed them up and make them more powerful. They speed up to the speed of Bala and are just as powerful. This last for one post and has a 1 post cool down.
Technique Name: Darkness explosion
Description: Ika can plant a Reitsu infused bomb in his dome (traceable) and when he snaps his fingers it will blow up causing extreme damage if it works right. This inflicts 2nd degree burns and Gran Rey Cero power damage. Requires a two post cool down.
Bankai
Bankai name:Darkness Finally
Bankai description:In this form Ika’s hair flares up and turns blood red and a sharp black armor forms around him. He gains two hand blades and several other hidden blades all over his body including his back and sheathe on his side. The ones that are not the big blade are equal in power to a Shikai Blade of a Captain but the one on his back is equal to a Bankai blade of a Captain. He has a dark Reitsu about him that is very strong even for someone of his level. It is also rumored to be darker than even some Hollows Reitsu.
Ability:When Ika is in this stage it is the same as Shikai accept a few differences that help Ika even more occur. One thing is the field increases to 75 yards with the same stipulations as the Shikai version. Another thing is he gains even more techniques to use in this fucked up hell hole of darkness. It is truly one of the most destructive abilities of all.(He retains all past techniques)The cool down is still 5 post. You can break out by launching an attack equal in power to a Gran Rey At the top of the dome,defeating Ika,or by waiting 10 post.
Techniques: All past techniques retained And more.
Technique Name: Darkness Destruction
Description: ¬Effect: Ika charges a Darkness blast and launches it and it is as powerful as any move Ika has and is launched at the speed of a Cero or something to that equivalent. It does Hado 90 equivalent damage. This takes a lot of energy to do.
¬Types: Offense
Range: 100 feet then it blows up for another 5 feet.
Duration/Post Usage: N/A
Preparation: 1 post
Cool Down: 4 post
Technique Name:
Description Name: Darkness Spear
¬Level: Bankai
¬Types: Offensive.
¬Effect: Ika can use this once every 6 post and once he does you will know. This launches a spear like object that comes from the Darkness that spears through them and blows up inflicting damage much like a Cero. A decent stab wound and Cero power level.
Range: 25 yards
Duration/Post Usage: 1
Preparation: 1
Cool Down: 5 post
Technique Name: Darkness Transport
Description: Once per turn Ika can transport anywhere inside his dome instantly. He does this by using the Reitsu infused in his dome to appear anywhere he wants within the darkness by Reitsu. One post Cool down.
Technique Name: Darkness Ultimate Slash
Description: 1 Post Prep gathers Reitsu and launches a blast much like Getsuga Tensho in power.5 post cool down Hado 85 power.It goes at the speed of Cero and cuts through the opponent much like a slash would cut through them.Lower tiers this will go straight through them, Same tier this goes deep enough to cut vitals.Higher tiers it goes deep enough to severe muscles.
Inner Hollow
Name of inner hollow:Connor
Appearance: Ika’s Inner Hollow is pale white with a black Shingami robe signaling the Shingami he has killed. He has long white hair and it flows down past his shoulders giving him a female appearance. He has yellow cat like eyes and his hair is in a braid of some sort as well as being somewhere in the area of 5'11.He looks to be about 140 pounds at the most but of course none of this has been confirmed. His eyes resemble Gin Ichimaru’s to an extent and he looks very intimidating up close.
Personality: Ika’s inner Hollow is very quiet and almost never speaks unless spoken to and sometimes not even then. It is quite a sarcastic individual and very few responses it makes are not in usage of one of two languages, profanity or sarcasm. He also loves to insult Ika at every turn and though it does not show he does not mind Ika much. He has no problem staying as a source of power and not overthrowing Ika. This is showed quite often indeed.
Hollow mask: Ika’s Hollow mask has a red flame like pattern on it, he also has 4 spikes coming out of it. It in a way resembles a bull except with two extra horns and he also has a very small speaking hole in the middle at the bottom. The mask is white and red for the total colors of the mask. He has eye holes at the top and a small nose hole as well. Ika’s mask also is also one of few that cover his whole face entirely and the mask fits perfectly.
Abilities: Increased Strength, Stamina, and Speed by 3.
Hollow Powers: Cero, Bala, Pequissa, Heirro Cero
Role-play sample: The mountains of Norway,such a peaceful and otherwise soothing place for the soul,little would anyone expect that all hell was about to break loose,Ika sat atop one stretching out after camping there just to be an asshole,he had lost interest in the short supply of Hollows in the area as the last one just then had attempted to sneak up behind Ika as Ika grinned already having felt it from a pretty good distance away and had Hado 4 ready as it went to attack him and shot it in the forehead as it went to attack.It faded into dust and was blown away into the wind,he had buried Ashley here,his best friend,and his opinion,the most beautiful person who had ever lived,that was why he was really here,to pay a debt to the only person he truly loved,the debt simple,to visit her grave every year twice a year,the day she was born,and the day she died,today was one of the latter.He recalled the image of her dead body and thought it was not one he liked to relive after it haunting his nightmares every night since,it was a strange thing,her youthful flesh color drained much like the blood from her very veins but in some sick creepy way,it only seemed to enhance her beauty,like a lily on a grave,the idea of beauty to Ika was different,she was happy somehow in death,this much he was convinced.And the only way her beauty could have been enhanced was happiness in his mind but he decided it was time to pack up and move on,he dropped a lily on her grave and continued to tread down the mountain where the Hollows had came from,their had to be something going on,and no way was Ashley's grave being fucked with.He'd die before he lived to see the day it was even so much as harmed or even provoked,he'd take that bastard with him,that much was for sure.
He headed down the mountain slowly as he stopped for a second by a nearby rock that was positioned good enough to sit on and sat down for a second,he admired the beautiful sunrise as the sun came over the horizon past the mountains,a perfect view,he watched as he rolled a blunt and put the Blunt to his mouth inhaling through his mouth and holding it in for a short amount of time before exhaling out of his nose.This was damn near a ritual that he always did and by now it was a subconscious ritual he didn't even really notice,he saw a few figures at the bottom of the mountain and sighed,shit,he grabbed his stuff and headed on down haphazardly oblivious to all dangers about as he watched the sunrise the sun illuminating his features as it struck him and for some of the time he held his arm out to block it from his eyes.He got down the mountain and had an ominous feeling as he looked around though,nothing really stuck out to him as an indicator to get the hell out of there so he stayed though on his toes for whatever was about to appear. He continued to smoke a bit and his eyes began to become bloodshot,he was up the whole night and was now smoking 3 dimes in one blunt,more than enough to make him high,he finished it and dropped 3 eye drops in each eye so they were clearer than what they were while he was smoking and he sighed as he threw what was left of the blunt away and pocketed the eye-drops as he got up and cracked his neck and knuckles,why was life so boring sometimes he thought to himself as he began to get the ominous feeling back,he shook it off as a feeling he got from the weed,he knew better though and continued to keep on his toes.He sighed and continued walking away from the area,nothing there was worth staying for if he felt bad while being there so he continued to head away from the area,it was a beautiful sight but he'd seen enough beauty,it was a shame the area would become a battlefield.
Ika became pissed at everything he thought about and stomped the ground a bit harder then he had meant to cracking the pavement beneath him and sending more than a few birds scurrying away from the scene though,thankfully,his brand new Ed Hardy Converses were still well intact as he looked at them to make sure,he had realized that he had forgotten his socks at home and sighed,so much for comfort,he thought sarcastically with a slight grin on his face,the early morning light illuminating his pale skin that was as white as moonlight and the grin revealed just a bit of his bright pearly white teeth,he had never really had to focus on them they just kinda remained white,it was weird really,his pale blue eyes held an icy empty gaze on the never ending horizon and looked as if they were carved from crystal and ice.The look was chilling,though he would meet someone just as "Cold" soon. (Bad pun Rena sorry XD)He shook his head a bit to get the sweat off and to make his hair go down in the damn near windless area,his hair was a snow white with black all around on the tips and came down almost to his eyes and the hair completely concealed his eyebrows and forehead.His Snakebite lip piercing shined as bit as the sun hit it as the silver held a pretty nice sheen to it and as he continued to walk the sun began to bear down on him further though it was not god awful,it was about 75 degrees out with 30% humidity at best and though in the weather forecast they claimed it would rain soon,Ika had a hard time seeing that happening,their was hardly a cloud in the sky and the ones that were were white and fluffy looking,nice clouds.Ika wore a black and white patterned belt and it tightened his already skin tight dark black Skinny Jeans as he held his hands in his pockets while he walked somewhat slumped over,his Zanpokuto Sheathe lay in his right pocket and brushed against his bare exposed skin since he decided to go shirtless and it revealed his well toned body and 6 pack.Ika was not tank muscular but he was of fairly muscular build and was about 6'2 and 160 pounds.He grinned as he began to feel some destruction nearby,what an interesting day.
Hankou (Resistance) – 5
Reiryoku (Spiritual Energy) – 12
Hakudo (Physical Combat) - 16
Seijuu (Energy Control) – 14
Bukijuu (Weapon Control) – 12
Hoho (Speed) – 16.
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