Name: Asao Asakobi
Nickname: Who?
Age: 324
Gender: Male
Squad: 5
Rank: Lieutenant
Weapon(s): Zanpakutou
Personality: Asao is a fairly stoic looking individual but is coming out of that shell at least emotionally with his appointment as a Lieutenant. He had spent his entire life having his decision made for him while silently watching from within a cage of his own mind only now realizing that he had control of his destiny all along. He puts great effort into maintaining a professional act when on duty and even of duty taking his responsibilities very seriously and cracking very few jokes. Even when he might happen to go out relaxing he maintains a higher level of duty bound professionalism about himself that can tend to alienate others with less severe views on the world around him.
Like others who have achieved status like him he proves to be very aware of his role in Soul Society and plans to never tarnish the good name of himself, his family, his captain, and above all else his squad.
Physical Appearance: Asao is described by others as....well he sorta has this....his face is kinda...perhaps it is better to describe the man from the view of the creator no? He is truly remarkable for his sheer unremarkability. His hair, kept to just under the lobes of his ears is of the ruddiest brown. Dull as an old bucket made of rusted metal, his hair lacks any sheen or luster commonly associated with a nobles hair.
His face is possessed of such plain facial features, for example eyes of a flat brown beneath thin eyebrows. While normally their owner is outward and energetic his eyes are lacking any of the tell tale signs of an enjoyed life. The light of youth would have faded if it had ever occupied them at all in the first place. His expression is usually very stoic and only on rare occasions does a smile dimple his right cheek, never the left one somehow.
His uniform is standardized but for the sleeves being a few squared centimeters less in voluminous glory leaving it at least easy to described in detail, but dreadfully boring to read about for others.
He allows himself one single accessory to accent his appearance and even then he had to choose a nearly identical shade of flesh coloring so that it matches his skin near flawlessly. This single accessory is a single tekkou worn on his right hand, opposite his dominant left. It is made of fairly expensive fabrics his family is known to manufacture but is not in any way protective.
Bio: Asao's birth was foretold months in advance, and to be quite honest it was viewed as an inconvenience more than any form of blessing. His family had been given a child already not more than two years prior and with an heir to raise, and the two heads of family being needed to handle all the important affairs of 'born into riches' nobility his conception was almost considered a curse to the family. If not for the fact that his mother refused to change her schedule to hide for the next few month and then abandon the babe to one of their servants he would have come of age in impoverished conditions. As it was they prepared for his arrival in as cold a fashion as one could imagine.
When he was finally born he was handed off to a series of wet nurses and taken to and fro between schools and teachers that would keep him as far from his up and coming star of a brother Tachisao. While he took meals with his family he was always the alien amongst them. His own brother brother having years earlier picked up the parental habits of erasing his presence from his mind whenever they were forced to be together my formality. His childhood was by no means rough, but it was always lonely.
His grooming involved what some might amount to pencil pushing skills, opposed to the grooming of his brother to one day take head of the family and lead it into further financial prosperity. Where he was taught language skills and arithmetic his brother was given the heavier load that would set him up for the tough life ahead, as lavish as it may indeed be the ability to learn the skills required would prove grueling. Asao was not determined openly but he likewise endeavored on his studies in a subconcious attempt to gain notice for his achievements.
It was years and years but at one point in his life his parents latched onto a use for this essentially throw-away son they had been given and encouraged his enrollment into the shinigami academy when he started to show no other real use beyond the shadow they had designed him to be to encourage his brother to work all the harder. As it was his brother no longer required the little imp on his coat tails to constantly re-motivate him when he was feeling down about his tasks so Asao's usefulness as it had expired.
He was informed, not asked or requested despite what his family would insist later, that he would begin preparation for the academy immediately and that by the time he entered he would be steps ahead of the other students to prove the superior genes he carried. Asao could just taste the egotism emanating throughout the room for what must have been the first time and he finally came to grips with the fact that his parents did not truly love either of their sons. They were just tools. Sad broken little tools to be oiled and shined and displayed for the family's benefit.
He swallowed whatever pride he might have had and began his training that would lead up to his enrollment with the academy, a private home tutor being brought in to refine his spiritual skills with what public knowledge he was allowed to share to the still civilian Asakobi boy. beyond basic sword forms practice and focus on spiritual awareness he could not really teach Asao much beyond the most basic techniques of a shinigami until he was enrolled. It was 7 grueling months until the day came where entrance was allowed to the academy and Asao's life took off from there.
Still maintaining use of the tutor throughout his tutelage, Asao excelled initially with the academy lessons. Being able to skip over the start lessons he was quickly advanced into the more important and intensive lessons such as kidou and other more expert level courses. He did not at any time brag upon these facts as he was to assume it was simply due to the use of a private tutor but little had he known that his tutor hadn't really taught him anything more important then how to hold a sword. All his lessons he'd been so focused on the useless ravings of form and function that he hadn't paid mind to the fact that his skills had developed solely through his own instinctive abilities.
Within his first few years with the academy his spirit had begun to speak to him quite clearly when he was anywhere around his blade. Not starting slowly with a name but simply out of the blue one day opening into full conversation with it's owner. Once again, Asao did not think a thing of this miraculous occurrence and soon graduated with honors from the academy with a seated position already awaiting him amongst the Gotei's ranks. From here his career became a large blur, he learned of the significance of his innate weaponry abilities but still did not consider them in any way truly special.
From others attempting to achieve contact with their zanpakutou many years after graduation he pieced together that his own knowledge of it still during the academy was of interest but once again found no major concern to inform others. He had come into contact with his zanpakutou with out any real effort, even materializing it and subjugating it with no effort due to some deep mysterious connection the two shared within his soul. He never attempted to understand why he was capable of wielding the mastery over his weapons forms as to him it was not anything special. His career was a constant shift from squad to squad as his families connections and his own promise escalated him to higher and higher positions and responsibilities until finally he found himself sitting at the near top of the food chain and was finally asked for his choice.
The captain in question seemed perplexed when Asao simply stood there and stared at him instead of responding. It went on for several long moments, a credit to the captains patience as he waited for Asao to seemingly mull it over. However when it had gone on for long enough the captains arose with irritation to smack Asao physically back into the reality he assumed he'd left. Asao shook for a moment before looking at the captain as if confused by the action.
"Were you asking me to answer? I...I apologize I don't believe I've ever really been asked about my promotions before. So it is actually my choice?"
"Yes...so do you accept?" the captain said still irritated.
"Uhm...Yes...I suppose so...Do I need to show you my release forms? I know captains have to show they have obtained and mastered bankai and if need be I suppose I could but I don't really wish to bring that much attention to the matter."
The captain seemed confused, had the new Lt. just said he was hoping to refrain from using a bankai. With a shake of his head he dismissed the thought.
"Report tomorrow to this office."
Inner world appearance: His inner world is a flat plain of knee height grasses, in the middle is a single stone boulder jutting up to just above the size of the average male. This stone is his zanpakutou spirit, the top of it's head anyways. When the spirit rises to full size the entire plain buckles and cracks apart for it to extricate itself revealing the world itself as the spirit.
ZanpakutōName: Asauchi, Shallow Hit
Zanpakutō spirit: His zanpakutou spirit is the very ground of his inner world. When normally visited it is subsided beneath layers of grass and dirt, but when he is called forth he breaks the very earth his inhabits to format his body about the large boulder that is his head. All dirt and stone and grass in his world converges to create his spirits massive golem form with the boulder, now revealed to use the same principle of an iceberg of hiding great mass beneath the surface, nestled firmly where a normal biped's naval would be. The body is round, massive and somewhat spherical with the arms and legs hanging off looking somewhat puny by comparison. The face possesses two eyes, somber and yet ageless, but no other features. He is the sword of Asao's soul and embodies his most basic principle of simplicity and yet impressiveness. He speaks with a deep gutteral rumble, not even words, and yet every sound is full of meanings that Asao interprets with ease.
Sealed form: In sealed form his weapon is plain, no special ornament and even the guard is nothing more then a simple oval like one might find on any scrubs non-shikai weapon. A show of Asao's humility or yet another reflection of his beliefs none can say. A simple Zanpakutou, for it is what the user does with it that is important. It should be noted thought that while sealed his blade does not cut, despite a sharp edged it can't cut even a single blade of grass.
Shikai Call out phrase: It's Time to Deliver...
Shikai description: On release his blade remains plain, oval guard, average length, not a single change is made, but for a simple one...it can cut.
Ability:
Shallow - His blade now absorbs his energy, sucking it away like a black hole so that his presence quite simply vanishes. You can see him, feel him, smell him, yet no sense of his spiritual presence remains as it is now all held being siphoned from the very air into his blade. The large concentration engages the cutting edge of his weapon and even allows it to surpass the norm for what it can achieve, cutting through opponents stronger then he due to the massive concentration of energy.
This ability however is not exclusive to his own energy, it merely effects his most severely as he holds the blades hilt, but energy from without as well such as launched energy assaults from his foes, depending on the make-up of an assault he could potentially have an oncoming hadou spell simply vanish into the blackhole maw of his blade by intercepting it with the weapon. However that is not to say all such spells or abilities would fall to this power, a solid state kidou for example such as Gochutekken is not energy but Reishi formed of energy thus his blade does not have any ability to effect it beyond possibly cutting through it with the enhanced cutting power. Likewise is also true of Tsuzuri Raiden or Byakurai as while indeed composed of energy originally they convert into electrical current and are thus no longer energy when he would intercept with his weapon. It can siphon or shave off only as much Reiryoku as Asao himself has so if a user of reiryoku level higher then Asao were to launch an energy wave he could only absorb up to his own reiryoku level amount away.
Example - Asao reiryoku 5. Opponent Reiryoku 8. Opponents energy attacks would deliver a 3 level damage after initial 5 is absorbed.
Hit - A secondary ability of his weapon, it can shall we say shed an outer layer of itself any amount of times to leave a shell of itself floating in place where it shed. An example being he could hold his blade high, and utter the word hit and then repeat this process holding it to either side and then downward. When completed he would have four blade floating in this positions
Techniques:
(note: While in shikai he himself is unable to use kidou of any kind what-so-ever as his energy funnels into the sword held in his hands. Unless he literally takes the blade and puts it down he cannot use kidou and his weapon in tandem.)
Cage - Using the hit ability Asao proceeds to form a cage of blades about him for defense. Typical uses include trilling out a line of them behind and to his sides making him a more difficult target to approach but the possibilities are endless.
BankaiBankai name: Big Hit
Bankai description: His bankai is massive beyond all comprehension and yet if you blink you stand a good chance of missing it completly when released. Imagine a building, as tall as all get out, one that leaves a Menos Grande only half as tall by comparison. Now imagine instead that the building you just pictured was a massive blade and that at it's base stood a single man holding a normal sized hilt. This is a perfection of simplicity. This is Asao's bankai
Ability: His weapon has not ability in this stage, only a single weakness. The Courascant Nano, the weakness that while grand and impressive his bankai only lasts for the breadth of time it takes him to swing his sword. An instant of it's release and then it reverts entirely back to it's shikai state once more. Housing raw destructive size, and left only a moment in which to unleash it. Now matter his strength or energy it can only last that single moment before reverting to first release.
Techniques:
Possum - A popular move for the cowards way of living, Asao releases into shikai(just gimme a minute here) and as his energy basically drops of he 'Succumbs' to any previous wounds he had in the battle. When his opponent gets cocky and comes to kick the corpse they begin to enter his trap. As his weapons bankai releases for only an instant it can reach the massive size all that much quicker. Yes this trick might not always work, for example if his target were to be cautious and wary of the seemingly dead body of their foe but it is not for that person, this technique is for the man who approaches with bravado over his victory and rewards him with a quick clean death as he is sliced in half by the bankais formation.
Role-play sample:
These two characters, Hirugane and my original Asao concept, worked in tandem at all times. if hiru went somewhere Asao joined him. Hirugane is an old man shinigami who looks like the ganguro mob boss leader from Gintama Jirocho. asao at this point in his design was a very whiny silent and entirely invisible sidekick for hirugane. Currently they have been involved in a mass warzone situation where hollows mass attacked a city on earth along with all the other big baddies. and hiru and asao being 4thies at the time had medical medial units to run during the chaos before it managed to calm down...((which happened quite literally because while everyone else fought each other and kept ignoring the horde...these two went out and killed the horde...4thies....won the entire war...))
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Hirugane began to ease himself form the main floor of his relief unit 1, allowing the other officers available to begin taking more and more control of the situation while making his work less hands on and more managerial. The patients incoming had begun to shrink and just in the last few minutes had completely stopped. Years of running a business had taught him that to have a truly efficient business model one had to let it grow so it could run itself with only minor guiding. Triage was beginning to set into everyones mind as they passed over the hopeless cases and started helping the ones who could be saved with the most efficient amount of effort. It was a a grim task to be sure but 4th squad was a division that was soon to learn the role of a shinigami's own grim reaper was filled by them.
"3rd Seat Amanai! I'm leaving you in charge here. My hands here are no different then any other chiyudou practitioner at this point, to out of practice. I'll begin helping clear the surrounding area's."
The 3rd Adjutant, a fair man of pale complexion and bewitching blue eyes nodded without looking up from his delicate work as Hirugane lifted the flap of the spiritual pressure hiding tent and stalked out into the waiting crowd of hollows that had slowly been amassing outside.
"You youngins don't know a thing about battle...I happen to be a practiced hand at the game but these old bones just don't work like they used to so let's learn you all nice'n'slo alright?"
He bent at the knees, sliding his robes around to the side to rest his right hand midway up his thigh. With his left hand he held it out before him as if to help a fallen man to his feet before pausing in this pose.
"I am head of the Tetsujin House, proud father of Megane, proud grandfather of Hirugane the 2nd. Holding Captaincy of the 4th squad I hope to bring efficiency to the healing arts and my name is Hirugane Tetsujin The First."
The hollows stirred, somehow confused by the speech of a shinigami captain. One far braver or perhaps simply the only intelligent one of the lot stepped forward from the crowd and pointed a finger at Hirugane before speaking.
"What do you think telling us your name is gonna do? Were hollows...we only came here to eat. Now get ready to be our meal!" He finished, and as if the dam had burst on caution and reason the hollows surged forward.
"Damn brats...Reduce to ash, Furnace...Enigma!" Hirugane's hand drew the blue blade from his main sheath before pulling the normal notched shorter sword and sliding them into correct position. The hollows continued their charge unabated by the strange act. As the buster of fiery blue ignited his other hand went to the red hilt still at his waist and pulled it out in a wide arc that sent the fiery whip attachd to it in a wide arc that slew the leading edge of the hollows before the rest came to a stop just in time to trample their bodies remains underfoot.
"In the name of the Tetsujin house, and the 4th Division of the Gotei 13 I will now begin to eradicate all those here for a meal...retreat and be spared....continue forward....and die."
As the hollows again came to a full halt Hirugane swept the blue flames of his main weapon along the ashen remains of his foe's. Several masks reformulated from the ash as a grim reminder of what awaited the living hollows before him.
"Do you yield?"
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"Understood Captain. I'll move out as well...all the cases are done with anyways."
Asao rolled his shoulder as he basically ignored everyone trying to ask him a question, amounting to about nobody. He didn't know anything about when more patients were coming, he was just going to go out and, if he found some,fix them and leave before they got his name. Apparently his captain wanted him to start helping with the streets though and start clearing out the minions. Probably a bunch of hollow outside already Asao hazarded a guess.
"Hey...you..get over here and start helping to prep for another wave you lazy good for nothing." It was...Asao couldn't really remember who this was...a new guy...he didn't really bother with new guys...or old guys....or anybody for that matter really. Asao turned slightly to look at him and put his best blank face on, essentially the face he always had but with a bit more blankness then normal in confusion over who was bothering him while he was getting ready to leave. "Who? Me?"
The man shook his head and outright prodded Asao in the chest. "Yeah you. What makes you think you can wander off just cause we are done. You may be a new guy but that doesn't mean you can slack off."
Several others a bit more informed on how Asao did things as a lieutenant were staring in disbelief. Others just kinda wondered why the unseated guy was being allowed to talk to Asao at all.
"Hey supply nurse, Just a quick question but do you happen to know anything about who the head of relief unit two is and how he does things?." Another random face, Asao looked away continuing again his way to the tent flap as he drew his sword, a sudden pulse as he muttered it's name to himself barely drew a glance from anyone. They noticed it, but they knew the rules of Asao's world. Leave him alone, do not look or talk to him, and nothing has to happen ever.
"Yeah, Asakobi, I hear he's a strong guy, already knows his bankai. I was proud to know I was joining a division with a lieutenant that powerful. And he comes from the Asakobi's so he probably runs this place pretty well." The first random guy said, Asao was gonna call him Paul for now.
The second was a good Paul also, Paultoo would work, spoke again restraining Paulone from going after the would be deserter Asao. "Yeah...he is...and he does...and he also doesn't wear his badge when the captains not around. Says it makes him uncomfortable."
Paulone shrugged the hand off and let the nobody Asao go as he turned back to look at Paultoo. "Whats your point? Those badges can get in the way when we work? He could have his hands full and it's up to us hard workers to keep slackers like him in line. The Lieutenant is probably out there fighting right now as we speak. He's not slacking off."
"Ban-" Paulone pointed behind Paultoo, guiding his and everyone in the tents gaze to the small figure that was staring down a line of hollows out in front with no apparent chance in hell of surviving. "Kai." The figure's raised sword arm swung down, and with it came the massive blade that could topple a skyscraper slamming down the entire length of the main road and sending up a cloud of dust and rubble stained red by the blood of every dead hollow.
The blade that had dealt the blow was gone before it had hit the ground, but it had only missed running flush with the surface of the earth by about a millimeter. No hollow would have survived the sheer size and power behind that swipe. "That is your Lieutenant, he comes off as pretty low key when your looking at him but that's just cause he doesn't like attention. He's gotten good too, you don't even recognize him and he trained you your first day. Real blender of walls he is." Paultoo explained, seeming entirely nonplussed by what he'd just seen.
Asao looked back over his shoulder with a look of utter dread and sadness on his face, one might have mistaken it for regret of what he'd just done if he had simply kept his mouth closed.
"Guuuys....I don't wanna use this thing!....It's to flashy....somebody call Hirugane and ask him to handle my section so I don't have to be seen by so many people...." he whined childishly. Asao...Lieutenant of the 4th squad, wielder of what on record was the weakest zanpakutou ever seen, and currently decimator of most of the hollows on main street was whining not only whining about having to go out and fight, but whining about the fact that somebody might recognize his efforts in the fight and remember his name.
"If we could only get him to be more assertive and open about his talents he might be a challenge for a captains spot. Oh and don't worry, writing you up would mean he would need to give the report to the captain himself so you'll be fine mister bigshot. now get back to work newbie." Paultoo grinned as others closed the tentflap and resumed getting supplies ready for the next wave of patients. Paulone just stared for awhile.
Asao on the other hand gloomily slunk through the remaining dust cloud only raising his hand up to stab a hollow that randomly appeared from the cloud around him.
"At least they can't see me do this now...baka ganguro captain..."
Statistics:
Rank/level - ADV-3
Hankou - 10
Reiryoku - 11
Hakudo - 9
Seijuu - 10
Bukijuu - 13
Hoho - 12
Total points: 65