Smalls

Name: Charlie Mucstein (Smalls)

Gender: Male

Age:26

True Age:585

Personality: He has a high opinion of himself and sees all others as the scum of the earth. He commonly considers himself God among men and sees no reason to speak as if he is of the same nature as the low down filth that calls themselves shinigami. He views women as less than men. He will expect them to bow before him as well as everyone else. He doesn't care how strong you are. You always will be less than crap to him. He holds his nose high in the air and plans to keep it that way. He would gladly put you in your place if you are anyone who "thinks" they are strong. He sees it that if you want to step up you will get knocked down. From constant attacks on his life he has learned to be very self reliant and depends on no one. He believes that his mother was just a vessel for God to use to create him. He has no boundaries and speech and will insult his enemy in the most down right mean ways possible.

Appearance:



He is a 6 foot male commonly mistaken as a woman who wears little make up. His hair is long and nearly white. He is commonly shirtless and wears black skin tight pants that show of his thin legs. He wears Dark gothic leather boots that weigh very little. His skin is pale and his eyes are red as blood. He carries his zanpakutou in hand at all times and walks with his head held high as if of some sort of royal family. His teet are shiny white and he smells of sunflowers and strawberries in a fresh cut lawn next to a babbling brooke with a hint of mint.


Background/History: In life Smalls was an empeor who beheaded every person who refused to speak well of him up his arrival in a room. Eventually he killed his whole empire leaving him alone. Quickly he moved on to a new land and tried to take over there as well. He ended up in prison and was rape 13 times forced into fellatio 34 times and enjoyed it all the time. He eventually died from an accident involving the walls falling down upon him.
When he arrived in the other world he decided to take over but found he needed to be a shinigami before hand so he applied for the academy and trained until he was the best in the entire school at the time. he then graduated and was pulled into the seventh division. He began to train every day knowing his power was greater than all other and decided to take his skills to a new level. after year of training he gained his shikai. He used his shikai to brutally kill all hollow in a battle he encountered. He then knew he had the best shikai on the face of reality. in actuality it was quite weak. After slaughtering countless hollows and constant training he reached bankai in private.

Smalls found his bankai a paticuarlly hard state to achieve. He sacrificed several hundreds of years to the process only to see others achieve the state in mere months or even days. Smalls trained night and day without rest. He was determined to reach in and find his inner strength. He tore himself to shreds every single day. Smalls would not yeild, he would not break. Smalls held on to his dreams of domination and continuously killed hollow after hollow. Once Smalls found Hollows weren't enough he sparred with shinigami after shinigami until he had defeated every shinigami on his level. For the first time, Smalls began to admit to be unable to reach a goal.

Smalls was on the ground with his hands and knees, exhausted from all his training. His clothes were in shreds and his body was severly wounded. Before smalls was a replica of himself but it was wearing the armor of his inner spirit. Smalls had been unarmed and beaten to an inch of his life. The replica towered over him with a grimace on his face. Smalls had been training inside his own spirit plane but it seemed his inner self was too much for him. The spirit ordered Smalls to beg for forgiveness. When Smalls refused the armored warrior kicked smalls in the jaw causing Smalls to collapse face first into the dirt. Smalls bled out on the ground motionlessly. He took shallow breathes that killed his lungs. Smalls had nothing left, but the spirit stomped on Smalls' head again and again. The light began to fade from Smalls' eyes as his breathes ceased.

The spirit stabbed into the back of smalls and hoisted him up with its blade then kicked him off the blade back onto the ground. Smalls rolled across the dirt and remained motionless as the spirit walked him down. The blades of the spirit vanished as he reached down and grabbed smalls by the neck.

The spirit held him up and stared into Smalls' eyes. He once again ordered Smalls' surrender only to result in a "No". The spirit proceeded to hold Smalls up with one hand and beat him with the other. Smalls spit up more and more blood with every blow. Eventually, Smalls surrendered to his zanpakutou. When he did he found a great power in himself. He found his bankai. Once achieved his arrogance sky-rocketed to a even greater level. Now Smalls was certain he was God.

One day he was just being his normal arrogant self when he ran into a strange shinigami threatening to rip him to shreds and mutate him into something cold and ugly. Smalls did not care and continued to mock the man. The next thing he knew he was face first naked in the dumpster with seventeen bruises on his bottom. He later found out he had gained hollow powers in this new encounter. He saw them as disgusting but apparently the hollow wanted a piece of him as well and he would take their power for then. And behold the power was the gift of perfection. He would become a god. He then gathered together some clothes and made his way back to soul society only to find out they had kicked him out for being a complete and utter butthole. After achieving his bankai he wouldn't need them anymore anyway.

Zanpakutô Spirit:
Name: Neshia
Appearance: It is a powerful knight of an evil origin sworn to protect god from all other people and will defend his inner world until other wise is done. It wears a thick black armor trimmed in white. It wields two blades of great length. In it's soul is submission

Zanpakuto Inner World: A holy city of towers surrounded by a great wall. Out side the town are great mountains. In the center of the city is a gigantic white castle.

Sealed Zanpakutô : His zanpakutou looks like a dual bladed sword. it has two blades comming from the hilt that extend out 150% the length of an ordinary katana. The hand gaurd looks like a an eye ball flattened out. His sheath is blue and black with butterfly designs along it. He holds it in it's sheath at all times. Along the blade is a design of vines and roses to signify his growing powerful.

At the base of the handle is a metal eagle heard to signify power and flight. He believes himself to even greater than the eagle and that it should be a metal version of his face.

Shikai Description:

shikai call out:

Kneel down

Shikai Apparel:

His sword vanishes and his arms become blades. They glow blue and are somewhat wavy like the ocean. They are sharp enough to cut through nearly any known substance that is not of shinigami standard zanpakutou material.

Shikai Abilities:

The blade increases his speed 10 fold allowing him to surpass the speed of low level flash step and his flash step become basically that of shunpo. He can now defuse with his blades and make them into his normal zanpakutou but keeping the shikai abilities except a single bladed version of his unreleased form. He can turn dirt sand or mud into a small butterfly that can create confuse rays that just seem to make others see life as if in a kaleidoscope if they touch their face three times (No there is no roll over) the butterfly must return to smalls after every touch. However there can only be 3 butterflies at a time.


Bankai call out:
"Worship the perfect being, Seleght Neshia!"

Shinigami Skill Level: Kidou: Beginner
Shinigami Skill Level: Swordsmanship:Advanced
Hollow Skill Level: Sonido:Adept
Hollow Skill Level: Cero/Bala: Adept
Skill Level: Hand-to-Hand: Adept

Bankai Description: Two wings formed of 13 blades on each side. He glows radiantly of light blue aura and a faint hum is heard from him. His eyes glow blue as well and armor like his inner spirt forms on his forearms. He floats an inch above the ground. His muscles become greatly more refined and his hair flows as if in water. Small clouds form below his feet. Tribal like symbols appear on his chest possibly representing his godliness. He no longer wields swords in his hands. In this form Smalls considers himself God and refers to him self by the name of his blade.

Bankai Abilities: He can now manifest butterflies the same as before but the limit increases to 6. His blades can be launched straight forward and will return to him on his will. He can now fly 30 feet above the ground. His blades are great in defense so that they may not be broken as easily as the typical zanpakutou. They can be broken but the process maybe intense and strenuous if the opponent is not particularly powerful. When attacks of a spell like nature hit him now they are greatly weakened. His blades can move at the speed somewhat less than bullets. When he speaks the air with in 10 feet of him becomes more dense and hurts to breathe in and if in anger the ground might shake a little. He can now also make his butterflies explode with power equivalent to the reiatsu placed in them.

Vizard powers:He can create ceros from his index fingers. They are small and are like laser beams.
His defense increases seven fold
His strength increases seven fold

Hollow form: Smalls becomes what appears to be a Greek god. He seems to be made of stone. His physique reflects the perfect form the Greeks admired. He is exteamely and heavy. All he wears is the occasional loincloth. He is silent and dominating.

Hollow mask:

Resurrección: (ONLY IF DISCUSSED WITH FROST OR OTHER ADMIN) (Describe their transformation including abilities and appearance.)

Rp sample:

Location: Liberty Isle

The Home of the statue seemed empty tonight. Ships could be heard honking as they sailed by. The shadows seemed to move about. Perhaps a trick of lights but more likely an attack from the Pale Society. A figure stood on the star base of the statue and watched the shadows swarm around the lowest level. He was pale and shirtless, but his pants were black and tight. His long white hair played in the wind as he stood holding a long double bladed katana in his left hand. The shadows seemed to bunch together in one spot. From the shadows rose strange robotic like soldiers. They wore gas mask like helmets that covered their entire head and blue uniforms. The began to mingle amongst each other not noticing the man above them.

"No sign of them" one said "We will separate and"
"Don't bother" came a voice.
The man looked around and drew out what seemed to be zanpakutou. Suddenly the pale man landed on head of a soldier in the middle, crushing its skull into the ground literally.
"I'm right here" said the man.
The other soldiers saw the man and panicked. The men choked on the air for a moment.
"What's wrong?" asked the pale man still standing on the solider "Are you afraid of a god?"
"Get him!" Shouted the only soldier to speak before.

With the order the Soldiers came in for an attack slashing wildly at the man. The pale blocked every attack as if dancing with the men. He used but one hand but knocked back one man and spun around with a swing blocking all the other soldier's attacks and slice one soldiers in half. As the body fell in two blood flew out. The soldiers saw this and paused in shock for a moment. One soldier let out a battle cry and came in for a overhead swing, but the man jumped high into the air. Soldier's blade got stuck in the ground for a moment before he drew it out. The same soldier looked up and saw the man simply floating in the air.

"See!" the soldier started "He fears us! Let's attack!"
The pale man smirked at the soldier's remark, not in the least intimidated. The soldiers jumped up and began to slice at the man. First came the one who spoke the most. He swung at the pale man who simply deflected the attack sending the man back to the ground. Two followed the first soldier and attacked the same way. The pale man quickly kicked the one closest with his right foot in the gut and sliced open the second in the same swing he deflected both slices. The second fell to his death as the final four followed up to take his place. The pale man saw the four and pushed off the man his foot was still in contact with sending himself towards the Statue of Liberty. The four men dodged the kicked man and let him fall to his death. The pale man landed on the statue's dress and stood on it, seemingly defying gravity. He looked to the four men who seemed to vanish into thin air.

They appeared in a diamond shaped around the white man. Each held out a hand pointing their index fingers and the man.
"Aw..." the pale man said mockingly "Are you going to point at me to death?"

Every man's pointer finger tips glowed bright red. Each one then began to fire of a beam. They flew towards the man but just before contact he vanished. The blast collided and exploded sending each soldier flying. The pale man reappeared sitting on the torch of the statue of liberty. He watched as each soldier seemed to fall to their deaths on the ground below.
"Truly pathetic" the pale man said.
"SMALLS!!!!" came a voice as a Large blade came crashing down barely dodged by the pale man. The Pale man jumped to his feet just in time to see a gorilla sized man land before him. The man was large muscular bald and wore a skin tight blue full body suit. In his hand was what seemed to be an over-sized butcher knife. The knife was actually more of a sword given it's size. The two men had a stare down.
"So..." began the pale man, now known as Smalls "Big Charles, the leader finally shows his face... What's the matter? Out of pathetic foot soldiers?"
"You disgust me" said Big Charles coldly "You and your attitude make me want to just cut that pretty little face of yours right off!"
Big Charles swung his blade down on Smalls' location. Smalls simply turned his body avoiding the attack. Smalls then severed Big Charles' arms at the elbows with one swing.

Charles began to panic and swing his nubs about squirting blood about. Smalls simply sat back and smiled.
"So you thought yourself a big boy capable of killing a god?" began Smalls "Well let me show you the true face of a god"
Smalls clawed his hand down his face and a the mask of an ancient Greek god appeared on Smalls' face. Big Charles tried to run shouting please of forgiveness but Smalls appeared before Big Charles in an instant with his index finger on the fore head of Big Charles. His finger glowed like the soldiers and a beam flew from it and through Big Charles' head. Big Charles fell dead off the statue of Liberty.
Smalls clawed down his face once more and the mask vanished.
"Flawless victory" began Small arrogantly as the wind picked up again and played in his hair "Thus then the Pale society was no more"
Smalls vanished down to his original position down on the star base and found his sheath. He picked it up in his right hand but paused and looked about. He seemed to sense a another presence. Perhaps he heard something or saw something in his peripheral...

This guy hasn't been on in a month...