Shinigami Application
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Name: Kurokon Shikyo
Alias/Nicknames:
Age 2500
Visual Age: 25
Zanpakutō's Name: Shekkeikegan
Division: 3
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Personality: Despite his division being the most blood-thirsty squad of the Gotei 13, the 11th Division have their own code of ethics, which is different from the rules and regulation of Soul Society.
Despite his tendency to be brutal, Kurokon usually stops a fight if his opponent is too injured to fight back, claiming that he isn't interested in fighting "weaklings who can't fight anymore; nor is he obligated to deal a death blow to anyone who isn't capable of fighting any longer". However, he will unhesitatingly kill his opponent if they refuse to end their fight.
Kurokon also strongly believes that fun comes before working. In every battle, he tries to get as much enjoyment out of it as possible. He doesn't have a particularly favorite dish, but he particularly hates sushi.
It seems that Kurokon sometimes contradicts his own logic in fighting. On the one hand, Kurokon wishes to increase his own personal power. On the other hand, he conceals his strength to enjoy a fight for as long as possible.
Kurokon is also a laid back and flamboyant man, and he is rarely seen without a smile on his lips. In his off time, he can be seen drinking sake in bars and training. He likes steamed buns that go with sake. Other times, he likes to chase after women. Teasing is a part of his personality. He generally refers to his fellow captains and Shinigami by their first name followed by an honorific. Kurokon doesn't wish to insult opponents by refusing to fight. The slightly eccentric Kurokon also seems to like making an impression on opponents. He also dislikes taking the life of innocent people.
He refuses to fight with children or even in the presence of a child. He always maintains a semblance of respect for his opponent and is polite in combat situations and prefers to fight one on one. Even when fighting powerful opponents, he never loses his cool, going as far as to make small talk and joke around with his opponents.
Despite being one of the strongest and oldest captains, Kurokon retains a level of humbleness and isn't overly arrogant about his strength.
Birthday: March 14
Birthplace: China
Natural Race: Shinigami?
Family/Relatives: Dead
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Likes: Rice Cakes, Sake, Training, Fighting.
Dislikes: Arrogance, Stupidity, Ignorance
Hobbies: Sleeping, planning, training.
Favorite Food: Rice cakes
Favorite Music: Rock/Metal/country
Forte in Sports: Wrestling
Special Skill: Thinking Logical, or seeing things other miss.
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Appearance:
Height: 7'7
Weight: 257
Blood Type: O-
Measurements: ???
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Story:
A child was brought before the Emporer, now normally he would have killed such a child, had he not beaten a few of his guards with nothing but a stick that looked like a sword. This intrigued the emporer and scared him at the same time. A child able to do that would either be a great ally or a terrible threat. The child had a scowl and had wolf like teeth, with short spiky red hair, wild and untamed, just like the child. He had red eyes, and looked to be dirt poor, mainly because of his clothes.
"well you have two choices... execution" The emporer said, making the child cringe. "or you could serve me as a guard.... in the future.. I can have a man teach you" He said. For a single moment Teshimo felt all hate wash away, he was told the emporer was a cruel and inhuman being, not someone willing to make exceptions, and he demanded perfections.
Teshimo seriously thought about it, maybe serving him wouldnt be so bad right? However he noticed the emporer had something strange in his voice, not hatred but something he had never felt before. Teshimo was a very observant child and could easily tell the emporer was up to something, his choice was just made. "I'll take the second option" He smirked.
The emporer had expected this and soon Teshimo met a man, who had strange brown hair and wore a white outfit with strange design to it. His name was Chukya. 'What a strange name' Teshimo thought being introduced by the emporer. It still amazed Teshimo to see the man was different than he thought.
And so began Teshimo's training, Chukya was impressed that a child had that much skill but did not let it go to his head. It was rough and dangerous, but it was well worth it. Teshimo also made friends during this time, one of which was the emporer's son, well Teshimo was the only friend in the friendship. The emporer's son was a stuck up holier-than-thou person. He kind of liked Teshimo, mainly cause he was a stepping stone for him. This Teshimo noted, as he was a great phsycologist, before the art was even invented.
(15 year skip)
Teshimo had advanced greatly in the last few years, he was faster and better than any of the emporer's guards. He had not ever been beaten since Chukya died, and the old emporer died with him. It was a mystery even to Teshimo how they died, but luckily he was not blamed. He was currently discussing things with the new emporer, the old ones son.
"are you sure that we should do this?" Teshimo asked. The emporer nodded slowly. Teshimo immediatly knew something was up, but didnt voice it. "alright but bring four guards with us" He said. Teshimo was now an imposing figure that stood at an astounding 7ft. and his once short hair was longer and went to his shoulders, giving him an even more wolf like look. He now wore a black jacket, a red shirt and black pants. He had indeed changed.
(small time skip)
Teshimo, The emporer and four other people were heading towards current day japan, hearing rumors that there was an island with civil people. The emporer smirked, everything was going according to his plan.
Teshimo however knew something was up, but he had no choice to go through with it. He felt nothing as everyone else fell over from the crash onto land, not much of a crash, just a slight jolt that made the ship unmoveable.
They set up camp in a small forest, and rested there, while Teshimo was up planning. He heard a noise and checked it out, but what he saw pissed him off more than anything before.
Ten Samurai sorounded the camp, and the others were dead, except the emporer. Teshimo immediatly grabbed his sword and stabbed one right through the neck, a quick death. He took the samurai's sword and held it in a reverse grip, finding it better than his other sword.
Two Samurai had heard him and charged, thinking he would be an easy kill, oh how wrong they were. Teshimo jumped above them and side flipped, while slashing, killing on of the Samurai, and kicked the other away.
This time Eight samurai charged at him and he blocked most attacks, while taking one hit. He grabbed a blade and pulled it towards him, forsaking the blade he had before. He grabbed the Samurai's head and kneed it, causing the man to bend over, then kicked his stomache, unknowingly breaking it from the inside, causing internal bleeding and death.
He kicked another one, but he grabbed his foot and twisted, surprised when Teshimo reversed his reverse, by slamming his hands on the ground and doing an upside down spinning kick all around, knocking all but two back.
He grabbed his sword and threw it at one Samurai hard. It peirced him in his eye, killing him. He punched a Samurai and broke his ribs, knocking him out. The Samurai were begining to back off now, all but one were gone now. He grabbed the last one and took his helmet off. Appearently these were not the normal samurai, but this one was, making it a fair fight, which made Teshimo smile, although he wondered why they didnt wear chest armor.
They bowed to each other, and Teshimo picked up his original sword. He swung it down on the Samurai, surprised when the samurai's katana didnt break. The Samurai however felt his heels dig into the ground. He was sweating scared of this man infront of him. The emporer was shocked to see Teshimo able to fight on this kind of level, he had definitely underestimated him.
Finally the katana broke, and Teshimo's sword went straight through the Samurai, splitting him in two. Teshimo panted, he'd made his first kill today and was alright with it, knowing he'd chosen his path and they had chosen theirs.
(week time skip)
Teshimo and the emporer were now in a town that doubled as a port looking for a boat to take them back to China. When they finally found one it was crappy and cheap, as both parties agreed.
On the open sea someone charged out of the deck below, which they had been told was storage. Teshimo's thoughts were confirmed as the emporer stood by twenty Samurai, all with armor and katanas. Teshimo sighed in a lazy manner, before slicing an unexpecting Samurai in half. Right before that however a hole appeared in the floor, from his weights, he was surprised he hadnt fallen in but saved that for later.
Four samurai charged him, while the others circled the emporer in a guarding way. Teshimo narrowly dodged a blade that was close to slicing his head off. He grabbed the Samurai's arm and bent it backwards, make him scream in pain. He the snapped his neck in a quick motion. He knew he didnt have enough time to pull out his sword.
Another samurai from the four kicked at Teshimo. Teshimo caught his leg and brought his elbow down on his knee, breaking it backwards as well. Teshimo through him overboard, and picked up his katana. He threw it at the Samurai guarding the emporer, killing one samurai. He then charged at one and punched him on his nose, sending it inside his brain. He killed a few more before one of the guards came out and sliced at his heart. Teshimo only had enough to to react by dodging to the side slightly.
His arm fell to hte ground, and he screamed in pain. His red eyes seemed to burn. Before the samurai knew what was going on he was decapitated. Teshimo was sorounded by samurai, but he threw the katana at the now open Emporer, saying "You lose what I do" as it chopped right through the bone of his arm, making it slowly tear off since skin couldnt hold his arm by itself. Teshimo fell backwards off the boat and quickly tore his shirt to stop the bleeding from his arm.
A woman named Bokino found him and healed him. He had drifted on her shore. She lived on a small island. She had long black hair and a beautiful face. She grew close to him and he, her.
(3 year skip)
Teshimo was walking home one day from his new job. He was getting paid to fish, a minor skill he had developed over the years. He walked in the house only to find the walls splattered with blood. He saw his wife on the floor with a golden sword through her heart. He fell to his knees and cried for three hours. He fell asleep crying and when he woke up he was in a cell and the emporer was standing infront of him. He was knocked out again and when he awoke he found himself with a katana and the emporer infront of him with a katana.
He slashed at him and the emporer blocked but poorly. Teshimo stabbed him in his heart and then felt a pain in his chest, only to see his heart peirced by the emporer's katana. He the felt himself fall to hte ground and lose touch with reality.
He was amazed as he stared at his dead body. A japanese door opened and a shinigami with brown hair walked out. Teshimo also noticed his arm was back, but more importantly this person infront of him was Chukya, his old sensei. He was tapped on the head with the back of a katana and heard a chuckle as he faded. "well looks like soul society is getting another prodigy" Chukya said before Teshimo faded away into soul society
(100 years before present day)
Teshimo stood watching. He loved to go to the tallest tower and just watch soul society, it calmed him. He still remembered his life, many said it was because it was too much of a highlight to forget. He met and befriended aizen and gin, and then caught aizen in the act of hollowfying shinji and some others.
Now Teshimo was very powerful, he wasnt a captain for nothing, but he knew he couldnt beat aizen tosen and gin, so he made them a deal, after blocking several attempts to slice him to shreds by tosen.
Aizen had seen his power and offered him a position on his team. Teshimo refused politely, stating that he would later betray, as he had much different goals than Aizen, however he did agree that they would keep each other's betrayl secret. As a token of trust Aizen left him with the ingredients and instructions for the Hollowfication formula, and Teshimo told Aizen of an idea he had, the arrancar. He explained that shinigami were already purified, therefor they couldnt be perfectly fused with hollows. He had given Aizen the very idea for the arrancar. He stated that if a hollow became "half-pure" it might be possible. For his trust he gave Aizen instructions to take over Hueco Mundo. After they had gone their seperate ways, Teshimo faked his own death, going into hiding until Yamamoto had died, and he became forgotten. He quickly released a twentieth of his reiatsu in Rukongai, where he was hiding, and took the shinigami academy, passing, again, in less than a year. He wound up becoming the Kenpachi, the squad eleven Captain. Teshimo remade his name, calling himself Kurokon Shikyo.
Fighting Style: Adapting.
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It was once said that the greatest advantage is surprise, which they had lost. Kurokon was still confident they could win, especially with his intervention. However he had been waiting for Gin to come, then they would start. He knew Gin would be somewhat late, but he knew he wouldnt mind if he went on without him for a bit. He was not a very paitent man, so of course ten minutes after, he decided to launch his attack. He released his reiatsu, a beacon for those who would wish to fight him.
He immediatly went into shikai without announcing anything, anyone with bankai could do such a thing, this scared nearby shinigami who happened to see him and not recognize him, he had changed since he was last here. He was the same hieght and body type, but facial and hair differences caused confusion, as all but shunsui thought he had died.
Suddenly all the reiatsu vanished, as if he had died, but nothing visible happened, what DID happen was him using the hogyoku to mask his power and control it better, while making a thing lair of compressed reiatsu around him, making a barrier around him of condensed reiatsu. He wouldnt take any chances this time, seireitei was going to be changed, and he was going to make sure of that.
Blood splattered as he passed each group of shinigami, killing them so fast they didnt even know they died, a peaceful death, what they deserved. Kurokon was mostly killing the arrogant or cowardly, which was ALOT. He had already killed at least ten groups of shinigami before running into someone worthy, as he had sensed their reiatsu, enough where he couldnt just crush them with his own.
He turned and looked straight where they were, his red eyes starred right through their soul. He seemed more demon than anything now. His black spiky hair blew in the wind, causing two peices to go up for merely a second, as fire bloomed around him. The two peices of hair stood up in a curve, making something similar to horns on his head, and with the fire behind him, they would remember this for as long as they live, which shouldnt be too long.
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