Post by Blanque on Feb 21, 2018 17:58:40 GMT -5
Blanque
Rank/Title
Personnel File
Age / Apparent Age: 481 years, including the 38 years spent as a human. Hardly appears any younger than that.
Gender: Male
Height & Weight: 6'6" & 110 lbs
Eye Color: An alluringly deep shade of orange
Positive Traits: Patient, passionate, confident, unwavering
Negative Traits: Arrogant, insulting, xenophobic, callous, materialistic
Loyalties: No such thing exists yet. Blanque is self-serving, only vaguely concerned for his kind as a whole, and certainly not subservient to any individual.
Snapshots:
Physical Specifications
Physical Description: Blanque's emaciated form seems to lack muscle entirely; at 2 meters tall, he resembles a well-dressed skeleton with draconian features. The hollow mask that crowns his long, rangy neck is particularly striking, shaped like the skull of an ancient reptile. Brown horns protrude from the very back end of the mask, twirling and contorting like abstract pieces of art. However, its entire lower half is missing, exposing the very bottom of the Arrancar's face - his sharp jaw and hollow cheeks - for all to see. His aged, grey flesh clings to that face like a thin veil, one that the bones beneath might pierce through at any moment. The only thing hiding the weakness of his figure is his lavish collection of robes, which add just a bit more bulk to his image. Beneath those, he typically opts for simplistic combinations of shirts and vests, as if he were aiming for a more civillized look than his physique is capable of offering.
The Arrancar's movements are grand and theatrical, intended to take up as much space as possible and make Blanque look larger and more imposing. His enormous robes make it seem as though he simply flows from one place to another, his carefully paced steps hidden beneath the cloth. These steps lack jitter and hesitation; unlike most, Blanque doesn't typically think before moving, allowing his arrogant heart to lead the way instead. More commonplace, however, is his tendency to gesture when he speaks. As a matter of habit, Blanque's hands will often spring into erratic life and play out his every word. His voice is best described as a sophisticated growl. Deep and gravelly yet slow and deliberate, it sounds like a monster trying to imitate high class.
Spiritual Description: The Reiatsu that emanates from him takes the form of a silvery mist, translucent and ethereal in appearance. Viewed from a distance, its shape resembles a flickering, wavy flame; appropriately so, since Blanque's Reiatsu radiates a large amount of heat. It has a sort of metallic taste to it, far more noticeable from within the aura, which itself spreads and covers a large area. His Ceros and Balas are both an ocean green in color, typically fired from the palms of his hand.
Psychological Profile
Personality: Blanque believes himself a truly superior being. Even compared to other Arrancar - whom he already views as greater than those of other races - Blanque sees himself as particularly special. And how could he not? He is a graceful, refined man surrounded by beasts and those naturally beneath him. Everything from his clothes to his careful manner of speech projects his arrogant image, something he sees no shame in. The Arrancar is driven by a sense of entitlement, rather than a solid confidence in his achievements; the man could accidentally blow up half of Las Noches and still believe himself incapable of error.
As someone who views other races as lesser, Blanque sees the very idea of peace as an insult to his pride. He lives to exert his percieved superiority over others, and thus thrives on conflict; to him, war is a way of life, and an absolute necessity to display one's own power and status. Thus, his one true goal is to maintain the conflict between the Hollows and all other races - though he is far less mindful of the consequences of this than he should be. Beyond this, there's also a mild desire to rise within the ranks of Las Noches, if only to claim what he believes to be rightfully his: authority and status. He treats this more nonchalantly, however, as if it were a hobby rather than a firm desire. He already knows he's great, the title is just a nice addition.
A very particular point of irritation for Blanque is the comparison between Arrancar and Hollows. In his eyes, the Arrancar are leagues beyond the Hollows - he is leagues beyond the Hollows, and there is no greater insult than comparing him to them. They are mindless, hungering animals, a reminder of the lowest and most disgraceful point in Blanque's past and something that he refuses to be viewed as. Calling him a Hollow is perhaps the fastest way to find yourself beneath his feet in a pile of ashes.
+Patient: Blanque is a composed individual through and through. It would go against his image to ever seem desperate or needy. Unflinching in the face of set-backs and delays, he maintains his smug demanour and simply waits for the opporutnity to turn things in his favour. Even in the midst of battle, the Arrancar is confident enough in his abilities to let a fight play out, waiting for a decisive moment to reverse the odds rather than ever risk going for a quicker victory.
+Passionate: As much a warmonger as he is a man of elegance, Blanque is deeply invested in his pursuit of conflict; he views it as a natural right to put down the lesser beings that oppose him, and pours his very soul into combatting the mortals and the now dwindling Shinigami. He is motivated, and hardly the type to ever allow himself rest, at least when it comes to his personal war with his enemies. He is also a rather theatrical and eccentric man.
Hollow File
Aspect of Death:
Hollow Power:
Zanpakutō:
Documented History
Origin:
Rise to Power:
Call to Action:
Rank/Title
Personnel File
Age / Apparent Age: 481 years, including the 38 years spent as a human. Hardly appears any younger than that.
Gender: Male
Height & Weight: 6'6" & 110 lbs
Eye Color: An alluringly deep shade of orange
Positive Traits: Patient, passionate, confident, unwavering
Negative Traits: Arrogant, insulting, xenophobic, callous, materialistic
Loyalties: No such thing exists yet. Blanque is self-serving, only vaguely concerned for his kind as a whole, and certainly not subservient to any individual.
Snapshots:
Physical Specifications
Physical Description: Blanque's emaciated form seems to lack muscle entirely; at 2 meters tall, he resembles a well-dressed skeleton with draconian features. The hollow mask that crowns his long, rangy neck is particularly striking, shaped like the skull of an ancient reptile. Brown horns protrude from the very back end of the mask, twirling and contorting like abstract pieces of art. However, its entire lower half is missing, exposing the very bottom of the Arrancar's face - his sharp jaw and hollow cheeks - for all to see. His aged, grey flesh clings to that face like a thin veil, one that the bones beneath might pierce through at any moment. The only thing hiding the weakness of his figure is his lavish collection of robes, which add just a bit more bulk to his image. Beneath those, he typically opts for simplistic combinations of shirts and vests, as if he were aiming for a more civillized look than his physique is capable of offering.
The Arrancar's movements are grand and theatrical, intended to take up as much space as possible and make Blanque look larger and more imposing. His enormous robes make it seem as though he simply flows from one place to another, his carefully paced steps hidden beneath the cloth. These steps lack jitter and hesitation; unlike most, Blanque doesn't typically think before moving, allowing his arrogant heart to lead the way instead. More commonplace, however, is his tendency to gesture when he speaks. As a matter of habit, Blanque's hands will often spring into erratic life and play out his every word. His voice is best described as a sophisticated growl. Deep and gravelly yet slow and deliberate, it sounds like a monster trying to imitate high class.
Spiritual Description: The Reiatsu that emanates from him takes the form of a silvery mist, translucent and ethereal in appearance. Viewed from a distance, its shape resembles a flickering, wavy flame; appropriately so, since Blanque's Reiatsu radiates a large amount of heat. It has a sort of metallic taste to it, far more noticeable from within the aura, which itself spreads and covers a large area. His Ceros and Balas are both an ocean green in color, typically fired from the palms of his hand.
Psychological Profile
Personality: Blanque believes himself a truly superior being. Even compared to other Arrancar - whom he already views as greater than those of other races - Blanque sees himself as particularly special. And how could he not? He is a graceful, refined man surrounded by beasts and those naturally beneath him. Everything from his clothes to his careful manner of speech projects his arrogant image, something he sees no shame in. The Arrancar is driven by a sense of entitlement, rather than a solid confidence in his achievements; the man could accidentally blow up half of Las Noches and still believe himself incapable of error.
As someone who views other races as lesser, Blanque sees the very idea of peace as an insult to his pride. He lives to exert his percieved superiority over others, and thus thrives on conflict; to him, war is a way of life, and an absolute necessity to display one's own power and status. Thus, his one true goal is to maintain the conflict between the Hollows and all other races - though he is far less mindful of the consequences of this than he should be. Beyond this, there's also a mild desire to rise within the ranks of Las Noches, if only to claim what he believes to be rightfully his: authority and status. He treats this more nonchalantly, however, as if it were a hobby rather than a firm desire. He already knows he's great, the title is just a nice addition.
A very particular point of irritation for Blanque is the comparison between Arrancar and Hollows. In his eyes, the Arrancar are leagues beyond the Hollows - he is leagues beyond the Hollows, and there is no greater insult than comparing him to them. They are mindless, hungering animals, a reminder of the lowest and most disgraceful point in Blanque's past and something that he refuses to be viewed as. Calling him a Hollow is perhaps the fastest way to find yourself beneath his feet in a pile of ashes.
+Patient: Blanque is a composed individual through and through. It would go against his image to ever seem desperate or needy. Unflinching in the face of set-backs and delays, he maintains his smug demanour and simply waits for the opporutnity to turn things in his favour. Even in the midst of battle, the Arrancar is confident enough in his abilities to let a fight play out, waiting for a decisive moment to reverse the odds rather than ever risk going for a quicker victory.
+Passionate: As much a warmonger as he is a man of elegance, Blanque is deeply invested in his pursuit of conflict; he views it as a natural right to put down the lesser beings that oppose him, and pours his very soul into combatting the mortals and the now dwindling Shinigami. He is motivated, and hardly the type to ever allow himself rest, at least when it comes to his personal war with his enemies. He is also a rather theatrical and eccentric man.
Hollow File
Aspect of Death:
Hollow Power:
Zanpakutō:
Documented History
Origin:
Rise to Power:
Call to Action: