Amity Sinclair

» Name: Amity Sinclair » Alias: None » Age: 29 » Gender: Female » Association: Khaana » Estigma: Pink eye shadow-like marks around her eyes and a partial halo around her head. » Hollow Hole: Just below the sternum, centered. » Aspect of Death: Misfortune » Height: 5'5" » Hair Color: Pink » Eye Color: Left is blue, right is green

» Appearance Written: When referring to her figure, some may find her small or petite. Amity is, in fact, quite thin. But it is a good kind of thin that she was able to gain through careful (well, sort of) dieting, a faster than average metabolism, and excellent hygienic care. She has pink hair and it is so long that it reaches to just below her waist. She can easily reach her hand around her back and grab the ends while still having some left over to hang beneath her fist. Her face is soft but beautiful; having a certain flawless glow to it when she smiles that seems to resemble a goddess. Or, at least, that is how she sees it. She has heterochromatic eyes with her left eye being a bright ocean blue and her right eye being an emerald green.

Amity's body, as mentioned, is quite fit. She has a toned stomach from years of various forms of exercise and fighting. Her arms are thin but femininely muscular, matched by her legs that stand similarly. On top of that, she has a lovely olive skin tone as she comes from Italian decent, despite her Japanese name. Mixed blood does cause the most precious of babies. Her estigma takes the form of pink eye shadow-like marks around her eyes that are feline in shape. Her mask fragment resembles a partial halo wrapped around her head. The ends of the halo are sharp and point upwards where the halo meets her temples.


As someone with such a dynamic personality, Amity finds herself to be an upbeat type of girl who rarely ever gets upset by much. She enjoys the company of those who are familiar to her, though she is known to dislike large crowds because of a slight social anxiety that she tries desperately to hide. It has definitely improved over the years, and she is able to at least start conversations with strangers as long as someone she knows happens to know them, as well. She is unsure of why she has this issue, but she assumed it happened when she was young and it grew into something a bit more severe. Luckily, through exposure to more extroverted people and becoming friends with them, she was able to adopt a semi-outgoing kind of behavior around strangers that allows her to feel more comfortable with them.

It took some effort, but she found herself able to develop a type of fake confidence when it came to situations she was uncomfortable with. Amity certainly takes on the "fake it 'till you make it" mentality seriously and lives by it in her day to day life. She also finds extreme joy in taunting humans, thinking it is funny to mess with them and see them scream while she haunts them. Amity understands that she can't be seen normally by the general public, so she takes advantage of that fact quite often.

» Likes:
Cats - Cats!

Anime - The stuff that Japan produces can be some of the most epic things she has ever watched in her life.

Animals - Who doesn't love these adorable things? All kinds of animals interest Amity, except for bugs. She doesn't like bugs. But she does have a few favorites, with reptiles being one of them.

Dogs - Man's best friend, right? She loves dogs and wants to own all of them. Cats are the same way.

Jokes - Anything that makes Amity laugh is fine by her! She especially enjoys playing pranks on humans.


» Dislikes:
Feet - She believes no one ever washes their feet but her. They can be utterly repulsive and she wants absolutely nothing to do with them. It's just so completely disgusting.

Shoes - This is more of a love/hate relationship. Amity loves looking at shoes and owning them but hates wearing them at all. They can be so constricting.

Zombies - This dates back to her early childhood and a mean prank that was played on her, but Amity really can't stand them and cringes every time she sees anything about them.

Bugs - Amity can usually deal with them but if it's bigger than her thumb nail, she's an absolute wreck and will scream and run away, and then have someone else get rid of it. Butterflies and moths are okay, along with few other exceptions. But she hates bugs.

Sweets - Believe it or not, Amity doesn't actually like sweets. She is incredibly picky with what she eats. She has a sweet spot for brownies, a couple kinds of cake, and muffins. Otherwise, she just doesn't see the appeal and would much rather have fruit.



Amity Sinclair was born nearly three decades prior to her death and Hollowfication. Her original name was Hannah Sinclair, though after her evolution into an Arrancar became solidified, she rebranded herself in accordance with her powers. She used to be a strange, shy girl. She enjoyed the occult, scary movies, and anything else supernatural until she realized she could actually see these ghosts she obsessed over for so long when she was very young. Feeling special once she reached adulthood, she ventured out at night to try to track down one of these beings, only for her hunt to end in her demise.

As a Hollow, she lurked around abandoned buildings as much as possible, frequently moving objects or doing whatever she could to scare unsuspecting people. She prided herself in her success, and whenever the rare type of human came by who actually couldn't see her, she often frightened them so immensely that they'd run away screaming. Taking joy in that, she made it her mission to find non-spiritually aware humans and attack them, specifically. During this time, she also fed, unable to deny her Hollow nature. These feedings caused her to evolve, though she didn't realize it much.

It wasn't as uncommon for her to find other Hollows who lost battles and feed off them, as well. She didn't care, nor did she think about the consequences of her technical cannibalism. She did what needed to be done for survival, only acting within her own interests. After some time, she found that this wasn't entirely efficient since she wasn't the only Hollow looking for easy meals and finally chose to hunt for herself. She specifically targeted other Hollows still, though she primarily went after the weaker ones. Over time, she started finding ways to prey on the stronger Hollows in order to feel more accomplished.

A year or two passed, and day after day Amity kept hunting and learned to be observant with her targets. She was good with pattern recognition and could tell when someone underestimated her, be it one of her own kind or another human. During her various evolutions, she became smarter, stronger, and found it easier to hunt. When she finally reached the peak of her life as a Hollow, she wondered what else was there for her and if she could grow even more. These constant, badgering thoughts eventually flooded her mind so intensely that she had no choice but to break her mask, ultimately transforming her into her Arrancar form that she has today.


Quick-witted: Amity is intelligent. She's observant and capable of learning about other people very easily. She picks up on patterns quickly and uses this knowledge to her advantage.

Physically Fit: Due to her time hunting Hollows, Amity has grown to become stronger than a normal human. Her body has adapted to combat to a fair extent and her physical prowess continue to grow with more exposure.



Cero: She is fairly adept at using Cero and can do so without hurting herself.

Sonido: Amity will actively use this ability for self-preservation when needed, but it is not mastered yet.

Regenerar: This ability ensures Amity can heal herself and prevent too many life-threatening injuries.


» Zanpakutō Name: Demonica

» Sealed Zanpakutō Appearance: The sealed form is a simplistic, silver blade that is extremely sharp and well-refined. The rectangular guard is also silver, and the hilt is wrapped in black samegawa. It is styled like a Japanese katana and customized perfectly for Amity, making it easy to wield in one hand. The hilt has the slightest of curves to it, making all slashing angles adjust by a centimeter. This creates extremely unorthodox strikes and hard-to-read maneuvers. The blade has no glint. Though it casts wind, it creates no sound as it moves effortlessly through the air. This is all for the sake of the haunting abilities Amity possesses.

» Sealed Zanpakutō Power: None.


» Resurrección Release Phrase: "Scream."

» Resurrección Release Action: Amity's eyes glow brightly even in the darkest shadows as she states the Release phrase.

» Resurrección Appearance: During Resurrección, Amity's mask fragments expands and darkens to create a witch's hat atop her head. This hat is flexible, though it is not removable. Any clothes she's wearing immediately change to a mixture of black and purple hues.

» Resurrección Abilities: Phantasma

This ability causes her Reiryoku to infect the area around her, creating haunted grounds. Anything not anchored to the ground will begin to levitate in accordance with her Soul Skill, and the environment becomes charged with spiritual energy. By flexing this charge, she can create incorporeal specters and illusions to scare and misdirect her opponents. These illusions take the form of things like ghosts and apparitions used as jump-scares or general spooky-natured creatures.


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(To Find Out about what these skills are for, please READ THIS THREAD before you try doing anything to it)

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General Attributes
» Durability: SS/S/A/B/C/D/E
» Speed: SS/S/A/B/C/D/E
» Strength: SS/S/A/B/C/D/E
» Soul: SS/S/A/B/C/D/E

Will Skills
» Willpower: Elite/Advanced/Adept/Beginner/Untrained
» Deduction: Elite/Advanced/Adept/Beginner/Untrained
» Focus: Elite/Advanced/Adept/Beginner/Untrained

Arrancar Skills
» Cero: Elite/Advanced/Adept/Beginner/Untrained
» Nucleo: Elite/Advanced/Adept/Beginner/Untrained
» Regenerar: Elite/Advanced/Adept/Beginner/Untrained
» Sonido: Elite/Advanced/Adept/Beginner/Untrained


She was sloppy, but improving. Even Satan had to admit that. Without making a single move, he watched as she danced within the air and swung her chains out, each bit of excitement coming from her as palpable as ever. He was intrigued. With every movement she made, she seemed more graceful than the last. Though obnoxiously prideful, even Satan had a sense of what it meant to be proud of his underlings just as any leader would be. Holika was going to grow to be a menace in her own right, and if this was going to help get her there, then there may be hope for Hell. As it was, he was lacking numbers. That needed to be fixed.

The chains, glowing their brilliant purple hue from the Hellfire flames, wrapped effortlessly around Satan. A smile still etched upon his face, he didn't even consider moving a centimeter. The chains wrapped around him several times over before becoming so tight that any normal opponent would find themselves gasping for air, but not him. Not a god. Satan barked a laugh at Holika as he spread his arms out, forcing the grip the chains had around his torso to loosen. He didn't dare move the ones around his neck just yet, but instead grabbed a hold of them and yanked them towards his body, Holika in tow if she didn't let go.

"Trying to fight me with my own flames, I see! A decent attempt, but not good enough!"

His immense strength, assuming she was still holding on to the chains, would bring her close to him within a mere second as he readied his right fist. The moment she was within a foot, he'd swing his right arm as hard as he could and slam his fist straight into her chest. Holika, if she couldn't dodge, would find herself flung several hundred feet until she was finally forced to stop due to a large rock surrounded by several trees. Satan pursued her with haste, and would continue to pursue her even if she managed to avoid his attack. He was originally okay with standing by and basically being a practice dummy, but he realized that wouldn't teach her how to fight powerful opponents.

"If you're as strong as you think you are, then you have to fight whatever growing influence is running around your brain. I didn't shove that Hollow down your throat for no reason, Holika. Didn't you come here to get stronger?"

Something began to well up inside Satan's chest as he looked at the Akki woman. Was he actually having fun? How long had it been since he last had the chance to fight anyone like this with no strings attached? Eons, perhaps. Ever since he was banished to Hell and forced to rule over it, there had been times where some strong people had come and gone, and then Kitai managed to escape. Satan's eyes narrowed, his breathing harder and faster than it was before. He felt more laughs threaten to escape his lips but he held them tightly within. He didn't have any desire to release his inner maniac just yet.


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