Wil[Approved; 3-1 ]

Basics

Name: Kisuke "Wil" Iyori
True Age: 231
Gender: Male
Personality:
Wil is sociable and affable. He is extroverted, and loves being around others. He would like nothing more than to be held all the time. However, he has established many self inhibitors. He tries not to become close with anyone. He tries to refrain from talking. He keeps to himself in order to protect others because of his broken past. Even after experiencing despair in it's most crude form. His naivety still overwhelms him.
Due to emotional trauma, he has more than just a few new social tendencies. He no longer has the ability to handle large amounts of distress. His mind's health has become fragile and to refrain from totally shattering, he has developed a second personality (with the help of his handy dandy zanpakto [HELPING]). Generally with little to no struggle, the courteous (and sadistic) second self takes control to handle the situation.
However... Wil is hopeless naive, almost to the point where you think you could it'd be harder to fool a five year old. He's an easy target to poke fun at. Underneath the calm demeanor, he gets easily flustered or irritated. Normally Wil is bold, outspoken, and strongly opinionated. However with enough self-inhibition and will power, he is able quiet his outbursts and remain docile enough to avert attention.
Wil has a liking for different types of art. He loves music and literature mostly because of the way they are created. Music is only pleasant to hear because it is composed exactly the way it is. If a note was any higher or lower it would change the entire musical piece. He loves how music is so sophisticated in its creation but so simple in its expression. Hundreds of hours funneled into a short piece which can be played in a few minutes. Literature also has the same sort of idea as music. Many, many hours, tedious revision after revision to end up with a final work of a few hundred pages. The idea of someone's heartfelt words put down and bound forever fascinates Wil. It's like having a piece of them or listening to them directly anytime, anywhere.

General Appearance[center][center]

Shikai Name: Conformer
Shikai Appearance:
LARGE SHURIKEN PEW PEW. A 5 point shuriken with larger points at the end cut off by a circle. The inside of that circle leads towards the center where another ring surrounds the center of the shuriken. The almost all of the shuriken is a silver gray with a dull shine while the outer points have a bright luster.
Shikai Abilities:
The Zanpakutō's current primary function is to hold Wil together. To conform to keep him from falling apart. Originally it was an normal shikai used a tool for power, but now it attempts to support his sanity. It is able to harness the strong emotion, negative or otherwise, and project it. With the release of the zanpakto, Wil gains control of the Conformer's fighting abilities. In order to release it he must also take on the existence of the Conformer by both being conscious at the same time.

Although Wil is not as strong and capable a combatant as the Conformer himself, he possesses a trait that the conformer is unable truly express. Wil's ability to love or care for others is projected differently by the conformer than just a simple fighting tool.

Healing Ability: Iten- Transfer- The conformer allows Wil to transfer his energy, stamina, or even his very life force in order to replenish and heal another's. This costly technique adds on to healing Kidō to amplify it's effectiveness as well as heal in greater bounds. Normal healing Kidō requires concentration in a controlled environment to slowly heal wounds and replenish reiatsu. With Iten, Wil can take his use of Kidō which would eventually heal someone into a burst of healing with a significant cost. He can quickly refresh a depleted ally at the cost of his own condition. To fully heal someone who has been severely wounded as well as totally exhausted from fighting, he would have to render himself unconscious for the duration of the battle and probably a day or two afterwards. To heal a single major injury, he would simply drain himself of reiatsu and stamina leaving him unable to fight but requiring only enough time to regain his strength normally. Iten can also be used to save someone on the brink of death by giving everything that Wil has. This will nearly kill Wil by exhausting all resources he has including his own life force leaving him with very little time before totally burning out and dying. In order to survive, an expert in recovery would have to tend to Wil since he would have to be nurtured back to a self-sustainable condition.

Kidō Enhancement- Majo- Witch- The conformer takes a hold of Wil's studies to boost his ability to wield it.The conformer accepts the sacrifice of blood to manifest a greater understanding of Kidō to enhance it. The conformer increases the power or effectiveness of a Kidō by a maximum of 10 higher than it's number for defensive Kidō, and 4 for offensive Kidō.

Bankai

Bankai Name: Totoi Conformer
*New release: Oboete Iru (Remember)
Bankai Appearance:
No change
Bankai Abilities:
The strongest manifestation would be an actually manifestation beyond a simple power. Wil's self split apart is drawn upon by the conformer and with a proper sacrifice of blood (being the simplest), stamina, or even flesh in an immediate extreme, the conformer manifests them into reality.

The broken child, Alice; Pain- a small girl with her face sewn over. Having countless stitches of cloth and very visible etchings across her face, she is a girl of nightmares that is the manifestation of Wil's pain. She's about four feet tall, in a dirty white gown with unkempt black hair. She runs quickly without any movement distortion and strikes like a truck. She possesses the physical strength and mindless will to fight unknown to Wil and is able to kills without any regret. Which is attributed mostly to the fact that she's composed of regret.

The lonely lover, Eve; Solitude- A elegant woman in an splendid dress. A hopeless woman, with a beautiful heart who is doomed to never find security. She is able to manage Wil's Kidō and demonstrates solitude by fending off attacks.

The faded memory, Aki, Devotion- Only in a dream. It seems like he only existed in a dream. So now he only exists as a dream. A difficult manifestation, that confronts both the happiness and regret of Aki and the memories surrounding him. An ethereal being from Wil's past that is manifested with the strongest emotion that Wil possesses. His sincere love, and his undying devotion. He acts as the executioner, wielding the conformer in Wil's stead. He fights as a whole Wil with both Wil's and the Conformer's strengths and aspects. Weapon conforms to a brilliant scythe. The conformer then has a white pole with a cross at the top where a hefty blade attaches to one of the crosses arms. The silver seems so well polished that it almost has a silvery/blue glint to it's edge.

[center]Past & Roleplay Sample[u][u]

Character Background:
Kisuke was born with a birth defect of sorts. In his embryonic process, his genes decided to mutate, and his physical characteristics were thrown around. Instead of having black hair like his parents, his hair become brown. Also unusual, his facial features were different, no origin in his parents. His body structure was a lot smaller--both of his parents were the athletic type.The doctors had tried to explain it, but there wasn't many different explainable stimuli and it went without being understood. But it wouldn't be without effect.

Kisuke's father, Haruko was a meek man. Tall, handsome, but gentle and kind. Kisuke's mother, Minako was gorgeous, strong willed, motivated, and caring. A perfect couple, a perfect family, but in a world that is imperfect, corruption found a space in their second child. Haruko began to feel insecure. He knew Minako was attractive, but he didn't think much of himself. Haruko's appearance had caught her attention, but Minako was so much more in love with his personality. But nevertheless Haruko secretly began to harbor a doubt that Kisuke was his child.

Kisuke's brother Akihiko was about 4 years older than him. The couple was very proud of Akihiko. Haruko's insecurities were invisible beneath the love that he immersed Akihiko with. Being so close with Kisuke, Haruko seemed to show the same attention to Kisuke as he did Akihiko. But even though Haruko showered Akihiko with affection, Akihiko only grew closer to his younger brother.

"Orewa, suki" (I love you) Akihiko would say when Kisuke came home from a tough day at grade school. Kisuke had begun to discover bullies, and he came home in tears. Aki almost finished with grade school had had his run in with the bullies, and learned to cope. Unfazed by the base tactics of angry children, he was mature for his age. And at this point, he decided to begin taking care of Kisuke. Aki put his hand on Kisuke's head as he held him. "Orewa, suki" he whispered to him. And the tears began to stop, and all he would remember is the warm embrace that made the pain go away.

As the two grew older, with Aki's nurturing, he began to grow out of his shell and Kisuke became almost as popular as his brother. Even though each did their own thing at school, at home they would spend most of their time together as their parents were at work. Playing, studying, eating, and even sleeping. Kisuke would often make excuses to fall asleep by Aki or with Aki. Be it studying until he fell asleep, or a big storm outside (even though the rain actually helped him fall asleep). If all else failed, he would wait until he was exhausted, and snuck into Aki's room. Yet he'd wake up with Aki's arms around him no matter how late he waited.

But slowly as the two brothers grew closer together. The greater Haruko's doubts became. He had never cared much for alcohol but he had begun to drink deeply. He hid it very well from Minako, but she had begun to notice very subtle differences in his behavior. He wouldn't talk as much when they were together. He stopped paying so much attention to the kids. He slept instantly at night. And this is where she made a misstep. She believed too much in the goodness of human hearts.

Minako arranged a vacation for the family with both parents off work. They got together one weekend and drove out to the mountains. The drive seemed to drain Haruko, but he was simply at his breaking point. Minako however dismissed the tension as exhaustion and tried to maintain the vacation environment in during the drive. They arrived at a nice cabin on the mountain with an excellent view of the ocean and landscape.

But the trip took a turn south as they stepped into the cabin. "Otosan.. Daijobukana...?" (Dad are you okay?). Haruko turned to Kisuke with an empty expression. He was in an awful condition: sleep deprived, dark circles, bloodshot eyes. "Ne... Kisuke...." (Hey Kisuke) he breathed. "Orewa.. Hontoni.. Kiraidesu, Kisuke," (I really truly hate you Kisuke) he spoke looking at him straight in the eye. "Nanisurenda... Korewa hidoiyo" (What are you saying, that's awful) Minako casually inserted trying to blow off the harsh words. But Kisuke already had tears in his eyes. He'd never heard his father say anything so cruel to anyone ever. "Hah... Shiranaiyo? Orewa zutto kiraidesu," (You didn't know? I've always hated you) the beginnings of a smile creeped onto his face. Aki put an arm around Kisuke protectively, pulling him closer. (JK I SUCK AT JAPANESE TROLOLOLOLOL) "Why.... WHY DO YOU LOVE HIM SO MUCH... WHY DO YOU LOVE THIS LITTLE B*****D," (I also don't really curse) Haruko screamed. "Wha-... what? What do you mean Haruko..." Minako said surprised. "I KNOW WHAT YOU DID. YOU THINK I DIDN'T KNOW THIS KID WASN'T MINE? I KNEW EVER SINCE THOSE DOCTORS STARTED MAKING THOSE SORRY EXCUSES. AND I'VE ALWAYS HATED THIS TRASH THAT WASN'T MINE," he yelled. Haruko began to laugh hysterically, his mind falling apart beneath the stress. Then came the knife. He grabbed a knife and started walking towards Kisuke. Aki pulled him back further and further, until they were backed against the wall. "Hanase... Aki..." (Let go Aki) he whispered as he came closer. But Minako charged straight at him. They were both strong, but Minako was able to overpower him because of his recent drinking and insomnia. "Please..." she begged gripping the knife tightly. "Ah..." he seemed to calm down, and he seemed defeated. But he pulled a gun out and shot her. And she died. "Warui..." (Sorry) he apologized. He seemed sincere as he pointed the gun at himself. "Ah.. soka..." (Oh that's right) he perked up. "Sayonara.." (Goodbye) he said as he smiled at Kisuke. "A-...ak..." Kisuke managed to choke out. But just as Haruko was about to pull the trigger. He died too.

"Wasurerette...." (Forget) Aki whispered quietly. Kisuke tried to get a hold of the situation. Haruko lay dead. Minako was also dead. An Aki was telling him to forget. "Wha...what?.. Aki..." Kisuke stammered reaching for him. Aki slowly retreated from his hand. "Gome.. Subete no mono... wasurerette..... onegai..." (Sorry... forget everything... please) Aki repeated softly. "I don't... Aki..." Kisuke's world seemed to shake. "I really do love you... so.. so... much..." Aki murmured in audibly as he collapsed. "AKI!" Kisuke's vision come to a sudden focus as he rushed to Aki's side. He had killed Haruko with the knife, but he also took the gunshot to protect Kisuke. There were no sparks of life left in him. He was already gone, but Kisuke cried and clung to his corpse tightly.

Hours passed, the sun even made it's rotations, but Kisuke was frozen in Aki's final moments. For two days, Kisuke held that dead body with blood caked all over his skin. But eventually, he got up from the body. He was tired of living for so long without Aki. He got a few tears in his skin from the solid connection of the blood. But he didn't make a sound. He just got up, and started walking. He walked out of the cabin. He walked through the woods. But from hunger, and exhaustion, he eventually collapsed on the ground. He didn't even try to cry anymore. He was ready to die. All he could remember was the snow. All he could think of was Aki.

And then he woke up.

He woke up on the outskirts of Rukongai. But the same dead expression was in his eyes. People passed by him, some looked, some stopped, but no one really payed any attention to him. Eventually a "family" picked him up and took him in. But he barely ate. And he sure didn't do much. So they generally left him alone. He spent most of his time on the edge of the street, staring blankly at the world moving past him. He slowly wore away.

A month or two later, there he sat. In the usual spot. Doing the usual nothing. Withering away into an absolute death. A group of Shinigami were passing through Rukongai on their way back to Seireitei. The group ignored him like all the others but one paused for a moment. "What is it?" the lead of the group asked. "Aitsu..." (Him...) the one who stopped whispered back. "Kono gaki?" (That kid?) He asked pointing to him. "Yeah...." he whispered his eyes hazy. "Oi..." (Hey) he called out. "Oi, kimi" (Hey, you) he called again. He walked up to him and introduced himself. "Orewa, Hikito desu... Koi," (I am Hikito, come) He said softly, holding out his hand. He leaned in closer to whisper in his ear "Ishonii... Ikiteru..." (Let's.... live together...).

He wasn't sure what it was about those words. Or the person saying them. But something brought him back. His pupils darkened, and he looked to actually see the person standing in front of him. "Ah... Aah...." he managed as he tried to speak. His arm quivered as he lifted his arm and struggled to reach that outstretched hand. "Hehe!" Hikito chuckled as he grabbed his arm and pulled him into his arms. "Kimi wa namae?" (What's your name) Hikito asked pulling him along. "O... re...." (I...) He coughed out. It had been so long since he'd talked. He hardly breathed at that. But he persevered. He suddenly felt a new motivation. "O...Ore... Ore no... namae?..." (M-...My... My ..Name?) he stammered. He was exasperated from uttering a few words. He furrowed his brows in frustration. "Shiranaiyo..." (I don't know...) He concluded defeated. "Shiranai?... " (You don't know?) Hikito said confused. Distress began to cross his face, but immeadietly Hikito smiled again and pat his head "Ahh moh! Daijobu, daijobu! Haha," (Ahhh well! It's okay, It's okay, haha) he assured him. "Well I want to call you by something.... So... how about" He paused deep in thought. He stared at Hikito as he pondered. "Hmmmmm" He closed his eyes as they walked. "Ah! Soka," He exclaimed, opening his eyes. He turned to him "How about... Kisuke?" he suggested. "Ah..." his face was twisted searching for a proper response. "You like it? Kisuke-kun?" he repeated smiling. "Mm!" he agreed, inching closer to his side, gripping his hand a little tighter.

Hikito helped Kisuke enroll into the Shinigami Academy. And with Hikito's help, Kisuke began to flourish in his training. Kisuke was able to handle his own Kidō studies, immersing himself in books. He struggled with his physically demanding classes so Hikito spent hours after school helping him step by step. Hikito enjoyed the time they spent together so he took the extra time to helping him with more advanced training. Together, Kisuke was able to succeed at the academy, flourishing little by little- coming back to life.

Kisuke then breezed through his training and graduated. He was soon accepted into the same division as Hikito. The two began to spend a lot of time together. Generously, the Captain assigned the two on the same missions. They soon became inseparable, both on the battlefield as well in recreation. Not only did their relationship grow, but their power did as well. Their time together made them stronger.

"Korewa... Nani?" (What's that?) Kisuke asked, tugging on Hikito's sleeve. "Huh?" Hikito turned around and looked at what Kisuke was pointing at. There in the distance was someone sitting under a tree. The two had been assigned to a simple scouting mission. It was a low tier task, but the Captain had thought it was a good idea to send the two on such a simple mission just for the outing. They hurried over to the body, and it was another shinigami. He was dead. "How..?" Hikito managed before he was suddenly knocked backwards.

An arrancar stood before them. But he didn't seem any stronger than the others. They'd been on reconnaissance before in Hueco Mundo, but never had they been taken by surprise. Certainly not in such empty places. "Hikito?.." Kisuke said as he turned to where Hikito had just been standing, and in his place was an arrancar. 'I need to block...' he thought even before the arrancar made his move, but the next thing he knew he had collided with a tree. "No..." he whimpered as Hikito got back up to fight. His world began to crumble again. Hikito got overwhelmed over and over as Kisuke had just begun to struggle to get up. His insides felt broken up. "Hikito... niigaero..." (Hikito run) he croaked. His emotions began to flood, the scene seemed almost nostalgic. He didn't understand but he did remember a very real pain.

Hikito was stronger but he was probably far more injured than Kisuke. He should've been incapacitated but again he got up. A faint smile was on his face. "Heh... I wish..." Hikito began as he re-adjusted his sword stance. "Moshika.... Ore.. Bokutachi..." (Maybe.. I... We..) Hikito readied himself for another attack. "Nanka... Tabun.... Eheh... Orewa Baka da..." (Somehow.. maybe... Eheh... I'm a fool..) he lowered his head chuckling to himself. "It would've ended up this way somehow... Orewa suki.. zutto... suki..." (I love you, forever... always I will love you) Hikito said as he clashed with the arrancar again. This time the arrancar cut deeply into his side. He seemed to fall limp, but as he leaned forward, he brought the sword straight through the hierro, and awoke his zanpakto. Both he and the arrancar fell down in pieces.

"A.... A...ki...hi...ko...." Kisuke uttered slowly. His mind became cloudier and cloudier as he took slow steps towards him. "Aki..." he whispered again. "Aki..."

"Orewa suki..." "Ishonii... Ikiteru.." "Orewa, suki"

"Aki..."

The warm arms.. The warm embrace....

"Kisuke!" "Kisuke-Kun ka?" "Kisuke... Orewa, suki..."

"Ore no ani..."
(My brother...)

"I really do love you... so.. so... much..."

"Orewa suki.. zutto... suki..."

"Aki."

The arrancar tore at the ground, clawing toward a garganta.

"Korewa... Jodan ka? Haha!"
(Is that.. a joke? Haha!)

The conformer impaled the arrancar's hand as it neared the portal.

"Hahaha!"

"Omoi wa... shinda... Orewa horobosu" (You are... dead... I will destroy you)

When the squad went looking. They found the Hikito under a tree, wrapped up so he would hold together. And the countless remains of what might have been a person.

Kisuke kept on walking just like before. He walked away from the scene. He walked in the forest. He walked. And just like before it snowed. He layed down to die. He wanted to stop hurting people. "It's my fault.. It's all my fault..." He let the snow cover him. He let himself slip away.

"Baka... I won't let you do something so stupid..." (Stupid)

Kisuke heard his own voice talking to him as he begun to lose consciousness

'Remember Aki's wish... 'Ikiru' '... (Live)

He fell asleep.
(And will wake up as Wil cause logic. Well there is logic :3)

Roleplay Sample:
The team's success was being celebrated at the barracks. A huge party was thrown celebrating their safe return and everyone attended. Wil sat in an open area that none of the more popular members were near. The spread at the party was fantastic, and there was plenty of it. Wil held his excitement in as he picked up something to eat. He gingerly nibbled on it trying to look preoccupied. But as fortune had it, a friendly member came around and sat next to him out of consideration. The man threw an arm around Wil and offered him a drink. He tried to start up a conversation "That really was a tough one, huh? You were on the team weren't you?" he said cheerfully. Wil forced himself to hesitate. He slowly reached for the drink, and then turned it down. "Ah.. so..." (Ah.. right, derived from "soka") he murmured turning away. He tried his best to give him the cold shoulder. 'Haha...' the Conformer laughed softly in the background of Wil's mind. He found Wil's silly tactics hilarious as he tried to restrict himself. Even though the more Wil held in his emotions, the stronger the Conformer was when he let loose. 'Uruseiyo...' (Shut up) Wil retorted silently. Wil had been on the team, and he'd done his share from the shadows. The Conformer was tired just as he was. The nice guy eventually left, and Wil hid his fist as he clenched it while the other guy walked away.

P.S. I apologize for this grammatical fail that I call my app

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Comments/Notes: Everything looks good for the most part... But i'm not sure you can have Bankai right off the bat, or maybe you might need permission? Not sure.  Overall, though, good app.
Tier: Denied for now, since according to what snopy told me, no auto-bankai. So put a strike through that in order to have something to work towards, and I should be able to approve this.

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• Appearance Present [-]
  
• Appearance Described in Appropriate Length OR Picture is Visible [x]
  
• Appearance is Not Claimed [x]
  
• 15 sentences for personality [x]
  
• History is 15 sentences [x]
  
• Powers are not Godmod/Overpowered [x]
  
• Powers are described reasonably enough [x]
  
• Application/RP Sample is not in First Person [x]
  
• RP Sample Present (Omit if this is not the first character) [x]
  
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Comments/Notes: Good! Good! You made the proper changes.
Tier: Approved, 3-1.