Oda Ryōta [WIP]

• Name: Oda Ryōta
• Nickname: The Magician or The trickster
• True Age: 200
• Appearance Age: 23
• Gender: Male
• Sexuality: Heterosexual
• Orientation: Shadow Espada
• Aspect of Death: Despair/Trickery



• Appearance:
Height: 6’2 ft.
Weight: 200 lb
Tattoo Location: Left hip
Oda's appearance is similar to that of a magician or jester, He's tall, light skin and fairly toned stature. He changes outfits every month or so, usually, adorned with various suit symbols on the front and back torso. He wears to face paint , with a maroon star on his right cheek and a spring green teardrop on his left cheek , or alternately , a maroon teardrop on his left cheek and spring green star on his right cheek . Also during the instead of the normal mask fragment, Oda's is two earrings with ornamental hearts.

Oda's hair is a red, almost neon pink color, so as to seemingly compliment his devilish trickster yellow eyes. He can very rarely ever be seen wearing his normal espada uniform for he doesn't find it interesting or entertaining in the slightest or at least to him. Therefore, He usually, will wear anything to set a different look for himself. However , there is one outfit that he usually enjoys wearing more than anything else and that would be six pink rings three on each wrist and upper bicep , these are companied by a black yellow and red vest that has the heart and diamond suit symbol on it in read with seemingly three rings on it one around his neck and two around his lower shoulders . With a red skin-tight undershirts exposing his abs and then white pants with seven pink bands going down starting at the lower part of his calf and then finishing with another yellow ring at the very bottom of the pants . This outfit is normally seen with a black pair of shoes seemingly with a V-neck type shaping on his foot.

• Bone Appearance: The two suit symbol earrings

• Hollow Hole: Middle of his chest

• Reiatsu Colour: Smokey white, with trails of jet black.



Personality:
Initially, Oda was; cheeky, cheerful, and full of mischievous ideas. He is also one of the quickest-thinking people that many people had ever known. He is confident in his abilities, often being humble about it, but when somebody compliments him, especially Rose, he gets easily embarrassed. However, his ruthlessness and aptitude in killing shows the other side of him — deadly, violent, and bloodthirsty. Having been tortured since birth, Oda has been conditioned to possess extreme tolerance for pain.

However, Oda is still carefree, hates doing any responsibility, and does not like to do much. That is how is life has changed in what seems the small amount of time he has been alive. The only other thing that keeps him carefree and sane is his sisters that he uses as rather exotic weapons.

However, most of the time Oda is portrayed as entirely self-interested and does whatever he likes as long as it pleases him in some way. He lusts for the thrill of killing powerful fighters in combat; likewise, he grows excited to meet any new people he deems worthy of fighting or anyone with potential to be a good fighter and entertain him in the future. However, he isn’t one to get off on this act, but rather simply enjoys a good battle and finds himself excited for knowing there are still many to come. Furthermore, he isn’t all about battle and seeking it but rather truly is mellow and sarcastic never targeting his guild members out of a sense of respect but knowing that one day many of them could find themselves on his list if ever the circumstances fit. While he tends to be mellow, outgoing, nonchalant, and rather sarcastic with his friends or people he finds enjoyable to be around he would rather say he has a completely different side when it comes to outsiders of his friends and respected comrades.

In addition, Oda is or at the least, can be sociopathic. While he does like people, he finds himself stating that, valuable one day could mean trash the next and could kill anyone with little to no reservation. He is completely self-centered and manipulative with all of these traits being indicative of sociopathic nature. He does not care for what has happened in the past as he is only interested in what could be amusing to him in the future or present. While Oda’s nature tends to be malevolent, he isn't an indiscriminate killer. While he has no problems killing anyone regardless of age or sex, he only kills people who are in his way or people he deems "worthy." As such, he is more simply amoral than flat out evil. He will even assist the people he deems “worthy” if there is "fun" in doing so or if it will make them stronger for a more entertaining fight in the future. So in addition to previously stated behavior, Oda cares about having fun and a good challenge which may or may not involve killing people.

There is one thing about Oda, however, that will never change and that is his undying love for music but to be specific he is in love with trap music putting it in his ears whenever he truly need to focus or when he finds something that he is going to give his full attention to. He usually has his headphones in and depending on his mood will depend on the song.



• History:
He was once part of the living... just like everyone else born into this world destined to do something though what he would be destined to do was truly only given to him after death. His life would have begun on September twenty second. He would be born into the world of the living seemingly of two foreigners, with that it would spark his path down despair and darkness at every twist and turn even during his young life it was always a fight, bullying, trickery, and facades awaiting him around the corner and the only two lights at the end of his very narrow dark tunnel where is two beautiful sisters Mizuki and Kaoru. However, even they lived in the abyss of darkness that Oda thought he had been traveling through alone. However, they would all soon realize that nothing compared to the true darkness in the world after life but he wouldn’t know this until after his party his sisters in the back sit past out as he drove home and then a bright light would appear from around the corner seemingly in a flash…

and then, we died... There was nothing but emptiness and darkness that felt the soul of a monster called Oda Ryōta. His death was many years ago on his eighteenth birthday coming home from a party his friend had thrown him to honor him becoming a “man”, but nothing happened that day other than Oda disappearing from the earth. However, Oda did not care for the past but only the present as for his demise he could see it rather clearly and his ignorance was what had ended up putting in the world of the hollows, however, perhaps it was for the best? The man was one of action and joked around not truly believing the so-called peace and tranquility he was raised to believe awaited him.

He became less and less human, he… became, empty So with this he would wander around the hollow realm and develop his fighting skills and always using rather unique techniques of surprise to defeat and devour his prey. He was usually found like a cat always stalking his prey for days before he would finally find an opening acting like a shadow never seen or heard until it was rather late… He would swiftly rise through the ranks of hollows and would surprisingly only accidently become an arrancar during a fight where finally someone was able to hit him, and it shattered his mask minus two soul pieces. So with that his true potential would have been unlocked and the prey before him the poor soul that had to be the target of the beautiful new creator.

Therefore, after he had killed his new found prey he would travel the sands taking on anyone who got in his way always seeking the most powerful opponent he would find to further his abilities never settling for simple survival, but always to be the dominant opponent. However, females in his eyes were the only prey ever to receive mercy but were dominated by another means that would later become one of his favorite hobbies. So the arrancar would wonder trying to find his place in the world until one day he could find a place to call his home rather than simply destroy yet another life form…

His journey long and rather interesting he would find himself attached to only two things from the past being bungee gum and playing cards. He found ways to use these two things in nearly all his attacks. However, only being able to use playing cards later in his arrancar career.

So with that after two hundred long and adventures tales among the sand he became the ruler of this world, he am became... a God-King.



• Sealed Zanpakutô:

Masamune:

• Racial Abilities: (Explain the several abilities an Arrancar know. These include the Cero, Bala and sonido etc. If you so wish, leave out ones if you do not want them to know it.)

• Unique Abilities: (Explain any sealed abilities you know. For example, Ulqiorra's eye ability.)



• Resereccion Name: Lucifer

• Resereccion Release Phrase: Bring despair and hopelessness: Lucifer

• Release Actions: Simply drops his sword.

• Resereccion Appearance:

Lucifer:

Upon activating his resurrección Oda’s sword seemingly fades into nothingness. However, this is the least drastic thing that transpires in the seemingly mere moments it takes for Oda to unleash his true form and show true terror to the world. Once Lucifer is unleashed his other two half’s finally become whole once more in his body as he absorbs their despair and misery and transforms his body into that of Lucifer himself. His once fuchsia hair seems to grow even further turning into a pale white, his once white skin turning a slight greyish tone, while his once fearsome yellow eyes turn into that of pure blackness representing the pure despair and hatred he has for this world and his nails grown to be sharper than most blades themselves.

In addition, his clothes take a rather drastic change his once, ring littered outfit now becomes something of rather simple yet demonic nature. Now instead of rings he has a gauntlet on his right arm made seemingly out of bones that have the dexterity of steel. Two wings sprout from the middle of his back being held in place by two bones. These said wings have an armor plating on the top of them covering them from being destroyed easily. Furthermore, his pants turn from a baggy white style to a skin type bronze colored armor that go down his thighs and then leg guards that go down until the beginning of his toes, these however are triple plated meaning they can take quite a bit of damage before breaking.

Finally, to finish his new appearance in his res form Oda Ryota becomes the devil himself the last article of clothing that appears on his body is a long cloth like cover going down from his lower abdomen and hands a few feet below his feet so it drags while he is walking on solid land and this is accompanied his katana reforming in his right hand.
In addition, to his new form once his resurrección is unleashed the world is seemingly engulfed into despair and darkness. The sky in his area turns a jet black coloring concealing all natural light from coming inside. Furthermore, crimson red clouds for that drop a heavy black rain for the full duration of his resurrección.
Fun Fact: In Oda’s resurrección his blood turns black.

• Resereccion Abilities: (Explain the several powers and abilities this form grants them)



(Leave the skills alone until the application is approved. You can then go back and add them if you want to)

General Skills

• Durability: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
  
• General Speed: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
  
• Strength: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
  
• Weapon Skill: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
  

Will Skills

• Willpower/Determination: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
  
• Mental Deduction: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
  
• Pain Endurance: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
  
• Focus: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
  

Racial Skills

• Perquisa: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
  
• Sonido: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
  
• Cero/Bala: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
  
• Hierro: Master/Advanced/Adept/Beginner
  

• RP Sample:
It was yet another silent moon filled night as it seemed always to be night in the wonderful land of Las Noches, the white soft sand seemingly to be endless with the occasional dead black tree. No one truly knew why they were there but then again it seemed no one truly cared either way but this night would not be yet another standard night for the residents of Las Noches for chaos would soon erupt… As a gentle breeze would start to lift up the sand of the desert a mysterious man’s foot would appear seemingly squashing the beautiful image before it had a chance to come truly to life. The crunching of the soft sand underneath is foot would soon be known as a signal of disaster and death’s shadow once more showing it face to Las Noches’s plain white walls.

‘I am finally home once more, hopefully this time I prove strong enough to stand by her side…’

As a man’s solo amber eye would look upon his old home, he would smirk and let a slight chuckle escape from his cheeks. With a moment of silence to signal his return home he would begin walking once more he had spent many years out in the desert tracking down, killing, and devouring hollows to obtain the strength he felt was necessary to stand by Siren’s side, and he finally felt he had obtained it. Therefore, his stride toward the walls would be strong generating a wind that would blow up the raggedy cloth that covered his body exposing all black tattoo that was on his lower back, revealing the number three in a rather weird format.

Furthermore, in that same instant the man would seem to have disappeared landing on the other side of the Las Noches walls gently landing making sand bring upward as he would fall downward. As he would land into the walls, he would let off a burst of his reiatsu to signal his return, and he would slowly stroll through his old homeland wondering how much had changed in the past millennium. The raggedy cloth that hung from his head would have flown off finally exposing his full body and letting down his snow white hair that seemed to chaotically fall onto his face and shoulders, his black leather eye patch stringed over his right eye. A faint smirk could be seen if watching him from a distance as he would stroll toward the chambers of his majesty wanting to see her beautiful face as soon as possible….