Haichi Douratasu (Shinigami)

Name: Haichi Douratasu.



Nickname: Muon Oni. (Soundless Ogre.)



Age Of Death: 22. Years in the SS: 113. True age: 135.



Gender: Male.



Squad: 2, Stealth Force.



Rank: 3rd Seat.



Weapons: None.



Personality: A tactic-obssessed, Slow to anger, quiet, dog loving, person. Enjoys reading books, and watching people and documenting they're actions for no reason. Most see him as cocky.



Appearance: 6'1", 190Lb's, Long sleek dark brown hair reaching past his shoulders tied back as to remove it from his face, Plain hazel eyes, Pale white skin, His face is slightly more handsome than average, With slightly sharper features, such as nose and chin, his face from either cheek bone is covered in freckles. His attire consists of: the normal Shinigami robes of Non-taichos, but slightly modified, his sleeves reach all the way past his fingertips. And the white undershirt is exchanged for a longer-necked black one, which covers his mouth, and sits under his nose, he also exchanged the normal straw sanadals for a pair of plain black shinobi tabi. He wears a single black fingerless glove on his left hand.



Bio: In life he was a highly successfull Political assassin, and intel gathering genius. He was born in a town around 90 miles down the island on a shoreline from tokyo. It had no name, as only three familys lived there, his parents were both farmers, with a fairly hard harvest every year. He took up hunting at 5, and killed his first animal by 6, he grew up hunting, until he turned 12, he came home from a successfull hunt one bright and sunny day, he had bagged a huge catch, he was sure his parents would praise him. On the way home he saw the trees in the pathway home had been knocked over, so thought a storm had blown them down, but they were ripped up by the roots, and thrown about. When he got home, half his wooden cottage was smashed apart, it was also set ablaze. The boy searched the debris for any sign of his parents. All he found was blood spattter, and his fathers right arm, gripping a broken shovel. The boy cried for three hours straight, before his tearful cries died down into dry wheezeing, he ran out of tears. He soon thereafter went looking for help, the surrounding familys had also either been mercilessly slaughtered, or were missing. Blood lead off into the water, he ran for the nearest by village, around 12 miles north through heavy jungle. Reaching safety the boy passed out on the steps of the house of a widowed woman from lack of breath.


Skip ahead 6 years.

The boy grew into a man shortly thereafter, and lived on the road, doing anything for money just to survive, one day around a month after his birthday, a man approached him, offering a large sum of money for him to sneak into a rich mans house, and "Obtain" Some vital company papers. It seemed pretty simple to him, so accepting he entered without problem. Entering the mans study the young man found the documents and without a second glance, he opened the window, and from the second story window; he jumped, without a sound he landed on a tall fountains basin edge, and backflipped from it to ground level. He ran through the forest at a pace that would make ninjas jealous. He delivered the documents, and was paid as agreed. The other man was impressed, to say the least. He informed his othercontacts of a man whom was willing to do most anything for a large enough sum of money. Soon he was hired by company after company to take care of buisness rivals, beggers, bakers, farmers, anybody whom had crossed his clients. He became known the the populace as Nikuya. Or in english, "Butcher." Soon he had enough money to live his life without fear of poverty, but without a second glance at it he left most of it at the hospital in town, and went back to work. At the age of 22 he went on another information theft mission, easy target. But he couldn't shake the chill as he entered the building. Soon he saw it, a hollow was consumeing the men in the building, one after another, consumeing their flesh, bone, soul, everything. He somehow saw the beast, maybe he was imagineing it, but the blood gushed from the beasts mouth, coating his face in the humans blood. He did what anybody would have done; He ran. The hollow caught a glimpse of him, and threw himself after the meal. Smashing the building up in the process, just as the hollow appeared to have caught him, a Shinigami flew out of nowhere, and slashed off it's mask. Pretty much unaffected the hollow swatted him into the wall, and while he was dazed pressed the skull of haichi against the wall, and painfully smashed his head. The shinigami took the chance to kill the hollow, unable to heal haichi (As his brains weren't in his head anymore.) The soul reaper sent his soul out with the hilt of his Zanpakuto.


Enter Haichi, Shinigami.


He was quick to join the acadamy for Reapers. And pass most tests with flying colors. (Save for Kido's, he seriously failed at that.) He earned his nickname by destroying a Real hollow on his first mock mission (it was attracted to the powerfull souls.) He hadn't even been silent, he simply jumped down on it and impaled it through the back, and as it was about to attack the other unaware students. He didn't care really, but rumors spread about him being a Ogre on his first mock mission and his actual accomplishment of one kill was exagerated to extreme heights. He denied most of this, and when his future task's went off without a hitch. (Save for the random hollow attack.) He was quickly placed in the stealth force, and around 90 years later he became third seat. What will happen next? Nobody knows.....


Inner World: Simply endless grassy plains. Stretching it's gray\green monotone blanket as far as the eye can see, maybe even further, the sky is a sheet of flat uninteresting gray clouds. All is silent, wind is non-existant, and the grass moves, as if a gentle breeze were to be pushing it. All is silent, yet all sound created after entering are amplified distorted, and changed. The place is quite bland indeed.


Zanpakuto.


Name: Hateshinai Munashii. (Everlasting Void.)


Spirit Appearance: A black hooded owl, yellow legs, and white underwings.
Spirit Personality: Insulting, Rather annoying sometimes, Rude, Clever, controlling, egotistical.


Sealed Form Appearance: A simple 5'1 long Single sided Yaiba. Without a guard, and a black leather wraped grip, and a pure white sheathe (Located at the left hip.) Steel, and razor sharp.


Shikai Form: The weapon's blade turns a dark gray color. And the leather also turns a dark gray. Not much of a change at all, but noticeable.

Shikai Power(s): 1: The Manipulation of sound waves, Either amplifieing, modifying, contorting, destroying, or simply changeing into powerfull vibration, or createing utter silence.


Call out Phrase: Contort and Resonate, Hateshinai Munashii.

Abilities\Tech's: 1: Able to absorb sound and send out a short wave of visible gray vibration. Which can harm solid objects, by matching their vibration, and distorting it To the point of destruction. (Must touch said object with sword in order for the sword to learn it's tune.) 2: Simply strikeing the sword against any hard object (Rocks, wood, etc.) Will cause the blade of the sword to vibrate at high speeds making it hum, and cause the wounds it creates to be much more painfull. 3: The weapons grip is vibration proof, thusly it stays stable and makes the sword easier to wield.

You're approved. Just one thing though, if the title changed randomly, it was done by me, for a reason. Please don't change it back. ^^