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Unabara Ritoru: Pt. 3Unabara Ritoru: Pt. 3 by NexusYuber
Bankai Name: Tamashī Mippū shi, Kokoro Musubu Hōtai (Bandage that Seals the Soul and Connects the Heart)
Bankai Appearance: Unabara Ritoru’s Bankai is not well known to those who live in Rukongai, the city which he and his Division have sworn to protect. Even the most nefarious criminals fear his Hakuda alone; most arrests are made unarmed. His only publicly-viewed releases have been confined to the Seireitei’s massive sparring grounds, where the architecture is designed to withstand the fearsome level of damage wrought by Captain-class Zanpakutō, and where onlookers can be managed through forethought; his abilities blindly affect all those within a certain proximity, making openly public displays reckless and inconceivable. Although he is willing to rely on the use of his Bankai in the more populated areas of Soul Society if it could stave off a catastrophe, the wear to the buildings nearby and the danger to civilians will always be tremen
Unabara Ritoru: Pt. 2Unabara Ritoru: Pt. 2 by NexusYuber
Zanpakutō Name: Hōtai (Bandage)
Zanpakutō Appearance: The Zanpakutō belonging to the Guardian of Rukongai is one of those topics well-discussed by the common man of Soul Society. Casual rumors and dinner-time prophesies are exchanged like social currency in every household at one time or another, and self-proclaimed experts on Ritoru’s very public persona hock their own theories about its true nature to anyone willing to grant them a friendly ear over a game of mahjong. To many of these civilians, tales and speculations about the rarely seen weapon are simply the common fodder of everyday conversation. However, to the wise scholars who devote their lives to the study and classification of Zanpakutō, Hōtai is a distinctive wonder with a tragic circumstance found nowhere else in the universe. Only they, and the more learned Shinigami who choose to educate themselves in such things, have the knowledge to look past the preconceptions and un
Unabara Ritoru: Pt. 1Unabara Ritoru: Pt. 1 by NexusYuber
Name: Unabara Ritoru
Nickname(s): The Face of the Seireitei; the Guardian of Rukongai; the Fist Wrapped in Cloth; Hakuda Grandmaster
Sexual Preference: Heterosexual
Alliance: 7th Division Captain
Appearance: Unabara Ritoru, a man destined to become one of the most respected and loved Captains of the prestigious Gotei 13, was brought into Soul Society in perhaps the most memorable birth of the past millennium. Both of his parents were seated Shinigami, his mother a member of the 4th Division and his father a soldier from the 11th. Their union was public, and many friends and even Captains were present during his birth, including the future Captain-Commander, Harotaissen Tsuribakki, the Kenpachi at the time. The pair were expecting twins. And so it was. But in an unprecedented event, the brothers, Ritoru and
Bleach OC Profile: Lia NagahashiBleach OC Profile: Lia Nagahashi by scorch62msc
Name: Lia Nagahashi
Birthday: March 8th
Height: 5' 6"
Weight: 110 lbs
Occupation: Lieutenant of Squad Two
Lia is a beautiful, curvy woman with long reddish-brown hair and matching eyes. Instead of wearing the normal shihakushou she wears her own unique outfit. For a top she wears a black spandex like bra; showing off her stomach, and wears black gloves that go up to her elbows. She wears black spandex shorts as well; which have white suspenders on them. And lastly on her legs she has black leg warmers and the regular sandals. Her Lieutenant's badge is worn as a belt; the wooden badge on her left hip.
Lia can be described in one word; energetic. It is very rare to see her sitting or standing still for long periods of time. Something has to really grab her attention for her to be still for a fairly long time. She is very friendly and sociable; though can under
Chapter 25: Prized JewelKorren began to walk over snow... the sands of Hueco mundo were coated in snow, all twigs and shrubbery that once stuck out of the white sands were now encased in a heavy frost. Korren threw his halberd up and onto his right shoulder, his hand grasping lower down the his weapons pole to walk with an easy leverage. Off to Korren's left was movement, Ichiro and Atlas stood close to eachother. Both Ichiro and Atlas were shaken and staggered to regain their posture but neither one of them had suffered any remarkable injuries. Atlas looked to his feet, they were still standing on white sand...a puddle of wet sand. “Everything happened too fast” Ichiro remarked, his shikai still in hand with a quick flare of fire trickling up it's steel. “I could only send so much flames to counter that attack before I knew it was infront of me. Let's fin-”Chapter 25: Prized Jewel by BlazeKagayaku
Ichiro stopped talking, Atlas had run his shikai along Ichiro's and began talking off away from Ichiro. Atlas dashed away from Ic
An InterruptionAn Interruption by NexusYuber
Deception, some say a concept invented by humans and adopted by Shinigami, was only mastered by the Arrancar. With lives unaffected by time, with instinct driving them towards cannibalism and the endless struggle for power, they alone gave themselves freely and wholly to the web that deceit spins, making their homes on the delicate strings, aware yet uncaring of the risks that came with perching themselves aloft on such a fragile foundation. For some, it was a net that secured their position, hoisting them high, bringing them closer to the apex of power. For others, it was the webbing that one day fell out from beneath their feet, plunging them into the abyss.
And in no place did deception breed more openly than in the Ciudad de la Luz.
The City of Light: a gleaming sanctuary of ivory-white pillars rising above the blanched horizon of Hueco Mundo. But like an oasis, its brilliance was an illusion. It was a place of shadows that did not fear the light, and whispers spoken openly between