Basic InformationName: Uruha Ayako
Actual Age: 899
Appeared Age: 23
Gender: Female
Division: 12th Division
Rank: 3rd seat or anything lower
Looks: LINK:
https://2img.net/h/oi40.tinypic.com/np2tsl.jpgUruha has long light brown hair, she rarely ties them up, and if she does, it always had to be pig tails, which made her look absolutely adorable. She does her best to try not to stand out, though she always did unintentionally.
Her real eye color is dark brown, but in most days they look brown to anyone eyes. She hates the shinigami attire, she rarely wears them, and she's mostly forced if she did. Uruha loves wearing casual living world clothing rather than edo period clothes.
Personality: Uruha is short tempered, she hates it when her ideas don't connect with what she does, or that when she tongue tied. She's always a person with many words, and would give you a mouth full if you ever cross her.
She's like a hard boiled egg, tough on the outside, soft on the inside.
Uruha is like a puppy, she mostly falls for a person on first site, shes someone who still believes in fairy tails.
Sexuality: Straight
Relationship Status: Single and Bitter
Zanpakuto InformationZanpakuto Name: Saint Michael 13th (
セントマイケル13 , Sentomaikeru 13 )
Zanpakuto Looks: It has an air tight case making it seemingly impossible for anyone to pull out, it has a trigger that can be pushed to make this possible, but it only responds to a certain pathological reiatsu surge that can only be released by the a true Uruha heir.
A chain extends from the zanpakuto's guard to the case making it inter connected with each other at all times. The air tight case also gives the Zanpakuto more force when used.
The cover its self is rather complex than the zanpakuto alone, its larger and fatter than most, but not as heavy as it would appear. From its mouth written is the Zanpakuto's version which as of to date was Sentomaikeru 13.
It's blade is quite normal compared to it's cover.
Spirit Description:Sentomaikeru 13 is a girl despite its name being Michael, which is a
boys name, it's said that Sentomaikeru 13 is more of a manifestation of Ruru (Hikari's mother) sane self.
Zanpakuto spirit appearance: Sentomaikeru 13 is a teenage girl wearing a headgear which could seemingly absorb all the knowledge in the world, she has long hair and only the lower part of her face shows (namely lips, nose chin). She has pale white skin and is mostly naked but is also sometimes seen in a sailor uniform.
Zanpakuto Personality:Sentomaikeru 13 is playful and smart, she hates to loose and feeds of the enemies fears. She's also quick and perky, mostly childish, sometimes too lazy though.
Zanpakuto Instinct: If given a chance to walk the earths, Sentomaikeru 13 would most prolly want to achieve normalcy, from the way she dresses, sometimes it gave out what she wanted, she wanted a normal life of a teenage girl.
Zanpakuto Inner world:Sentomaikeru 13 lives in a cold dark control room. She's mostly found inside a tank from where thousands of tubes connect to her, from her world she is called the brain controlling billions of super computers all under her command. She's also sometimes just sitting in a big boss chair eating cookies while watching blinking monitors with data running through it all day. It's said to be Hikari's brain.
Released Zanpakuto Description: Saint Michael 13 (SM-13) Is one of the firsts of its kind, a modified zanpakuto suiting its Shinigami's personality and likes/dislikes.
Unlike regular zanpakuto's, SM-13 has the ability to think on its own, and it drives Uruha mad to the bones. Stubborn like her master, a traitor, with a trigger, she can fire freely at an enemy, an ally, or Uruha her self.
Saint Michael is a katana merged with a gun, or 'gunpakuto' as what Uruha would call it. It may look like a toy, but its very durable. (For released appearance, view bellow)
Smart Zanpakuto - Saint Michael 13 is a modified zanpakuto, she is smart and somewhat automatic and out of control, she can always out perform her wielder and disobeys them if she thinks they are making a stupid move, or that they will both be in danger.
Auto Firing - If the safety is not placed, SM13 will fire automatically with or without its wielders consent. Being smart SM-13 can determine weather when it time to fire or not, but being bitchy, she can choose to shoot randomly, causing Uruha to make mistakes.
Easy swing - SM-13 is very light, and makes swinging easier for the user, the reason for this is the auto firing, the force from firing bullets reacts with the swing going the opposite direction with a much stronger force. Auto firing makes swinging easier, yes, but sometimes, with a force to strong Its hard to regain proper control and timing with the the sword unless fired on the other side for return which is far to risky all in all.
Bullets - Uruha makes her own bullets, and they are not unlimited, she can only carry up to 10 magazine rounds around her waist and 2 on each calf and legs. all in all she can carry up to 14 with her in a day to day basis. Each rounds has 12 bullets. They could either be special or a regular one. If this bullets run out, SM-13 becomes paretty useless considering most attacks require bullets.
Zanpakuto Release Phrase: Shōtaimu(showtime)
Released Zanpakuto Looks: The handle changes into a bullet chamber while keeping its original appearance, the magazine release is located near the lower guard while a trigger like switch appears on both its upper sides(Under the guard). The bullets are released from the sides giving more force to the swing. The bullets are normal unless commanded to change. The tip of the blade gains 3 vertically aligned holes which are symmetrical to each other. It's use has yet to have been revealed.
History and RP SampleHistory: Human Arc:As a human, Uruha was not very different, unpredictable, WOMAN for short. She grew up on a normal house hold, a mother, a father, a little brother, a dog on the yard, nosy neighbors, you name it. She had a dead end job, the cashier girl, it was that or the girl who logs all the stocks in the grocery store.
She was always so bored, nothing was interesting about her life, she was friendless, alone and poor. Nothing ever conventional happens to her, until the day she died that is.
A solemn, not so special event, only her family was there, the neighbors didn't even bother, she didn't bother, she knew she didn't matter in this world, she sighed sitting right next to her family during her funeral. They werent even crying, they were just staring at her casket, she died, but nothing was to be missed. She didnt live, or so, she had the chance to, but she didnt realize what was important till she lost it.
She got mad, incredibly mad, but was to plain to even scheme of something extra ordinary. It was not long after that things came chasing after her, people in black hakama and weird looking creatures.
She ran on a day to day basis, the shinigami stationed on her area was hella slow, she did all the running, as did he, but it took him years to slay just a hollow.
He sent her to soul society, she was grateful, yet she just had to bonk his head after making her wait for so long.
Rukongai arc:Soul Runner, she became a local celebrity around her rukongai district, she was branded the soul runner, for having have out run a shinigami and a hollow all in one piece.
But not so different from her life when she was alive, she was still poor. A nice old lady with 21 cats took her in, the story was simple really. She saved one of the old ladies cats, not cause she was helping out, but because she found it unbearable cute.
The old lady took her in as a token of her appreciation, then again, Uruha did fall for the old lady somehow, she was nothing like her stone parents. She can actually interact with the old lady, have conversations, knit.
The old lady was an old noble, but was exiled out of her own home, they didnt see eye to eye with her vision.
That
"Technology is the future".
For an old lady, she was pretty futuristic, she had tools thousands of years ahead that of the current living world. This technology threatened many, threatened her own kind and blood.
She thought Uruha everything, and handed her The sword of Michael. It was a sword passed down to generations of the Uruha family, one which Uruha took on her self right after the old ladies tragic death.
Shinigami Arc:Saddened by the turn of events, she fled rukongai with but the little fortune the old lady gave her, which was everything including the cursed sword of Michael.
She recognized the same short and stocky shinigami who saved her, and greeted him, he handed her a flier, they were recruiting new shinigamis into the academy.
Apparently, they were recruiting for war, and didnt look beyond background, they just wanted men for blood and glory. Uruha saw this a an oportunity for revenge, in search for the ones who took her new found life away from her.
She signed up for the academy, and was accepted out of there own greedy needs.
She held the cursed sword close to her, they were all well briefed of what shinigami's are, the does and dont's, and she knew nothing about everything, and was only really interested in science, lucky for her, there was a technology division where she could fit just right in, but how can she be recruited on the said division when the whole roster which got signed was going to war?
Her plans were falling apart before her eyes, and it was making her mad, but it didnt take too long for the 12th Division captain to take notice of her sword. The cursed sword of saint Michael.
It was indeed different, but a zanpakuto non the less, it was diagnosed to be smart, the old Uruha did talk to it, and so did Envy, but she didnt think it meant anything.
"This ones not going to war." Said the captain. "I'm.. i mean we are gonna perfect this tool, you and I."
Uruha barely had anything to do with Saint Michael as they now call the Zanpakuto, it had been modified to one version to the other, but it's still a work in progress. She trained her self well during those times, not only in science and technology, but also in actual combat.
For if she wanted revenge, she cant do it with knowledge alone, she needed power.
RP Sample: The Uruha Massacre "When i was alive, i was dead, and now that i am, i never felt more alive.""Ayako..." The old Uruha lady called for her inside her head, it was getting late, then again her thoghts screamed out of 'Dont return' rather 'Save me'.
The cats were wailing, as if reacting to the presence of an unwelcome figure shadowing the old Uruha from the door way leading outside.
"Well well, you've changed a lot, Uruha Moko" He's face was covered by a mask, his voice was deep and low that of a males.
"Where is Michael?" The old Uruha spoke no words, she was in a sitting position, hear head held high her right hand petting a sleeping cat on top of her folded knees.
"The news spoke of only but truth.... Your true heritage... has truly been erased, no one shall ever wear the uruha name, and by no one means your demise."The only sound that could be heard after was the sound of bamboo hitting another, the cats grew silent, staring at the door way, awaiting of the following events.
"Means yours as well." Uruha replied, her tone was sharp. "And by my hands shall your blood be lost, you shall never see the day after to night."
The man laughed,
"You bluffs wont do anything, your too old, and you have someone you want to protect, your outnumbered." he grins.
"You let love enter your heart, and it is love who killed you. You've gone soft, Uruha, you are no longer worthy of living."Fear was obviously shown on the old Uruha's face, but it was not of the words, true, that she feared, it was what he said earlier about being outnumbered, Ayako... was in danger.
"Mark my words, you shall never see the light in the world... Demon."