Post by 『Jiro』 on Mar 10, 2008 22:40:19 GMT -5
~ Deadman Wonderland Guard Application.}
~ Rper Information.}
Name/Alias: {Kane}
Age: {17}
Email or SN: {TheDarkArtist@live.com}
Password: {Mrmoonymoon}
~The Basics.}
Name: {JIRO}
Nickname/Alias: {G-Ward Warden, Warden, Deadman Warden.}
Age: {30}
Gender: {Male}
Occupation: {Warden}
Group: {G-Ward}
~Description.}
Height: {6'0"}
Weight: {178 lbs}
Visual Appearance: {JIRO}
Personality:
{Jiro isn't quite the nice guy of the Wardens or even any of the guards, actually he is probably the most feared and threatening both to prisoners and other guards alike. If you get on his bad side you better quickly get back on his good side if you can because there is no room for mistakes with this one. Though he is usually not the one to carry out the punishments of lesser crimes, he will beat you to the brink of death before letting up and sending you to your cell or to the medics if your lucky to be given such a mercy by him.
He is not all bad because if you aren't doing anything wrong, getting on his nerves or someone he detests, then he can usually be someone to get along with its just a hard thing to pull off because you will be fearing that he will change his mind and crush your skull. The only things that seem to make him happy are, training, a good fight, cleaning his sword, reading entertaining magazines, and unknowingly flirting with pretty women who are also skilled with the sword. Other then that there is very little the pleases him unless one of the Deadman are killed, that always brings a smile to face, he is probably one of the best for his job solely because he had a incredible hate for the Deadman and his skill with a blade was something that could be ranked just below the strength of the Wretched Egg known by the masses who have heard of him as 'the Redman'.
The most defining difference that drops him below his power is that the Wretched Egg has the ability to control another's blood which Jiro would be unable to stop, there are a few other things that would show the difference but for the most part he can take on the Deadman of the G-Ward.
With all of this he is usually quiet and ready for just about anything, he might even strike fear into the director and promoter but he can't harm them even if they are being real pains, because then he would be fired.
}~Background.}
Fighting Style: {A great deal of Jiro's skills are with a blade often of the single edge long sword verity but he has been known to be greatly skilled with double edged, and average sized swords. He also has a bit of skill in hand to hand though it is not comparable to that of his swordsmanship.
He follows many styles of single sword swordplay making up combinations to counter nearly anything; he can deflect bullets and cut through another's sword still dealing a large deal of damage to them. He prefers one on one or many on him fighting because he is free to attack without worry of injuring an ally. This isn't saying he would do this easily as he is great at defending people and still fighting without harming them its just the pain of dealing with having to do it that makes him prefer his solo approach to combat.
He spent nearly all of his life in dojos, thanks to his "giving" family, perfecting many styles and learning most all of them before he became part of Deadman's Wonderland to help rebuild his beloved homeland. It would be very short after becoming part of the security unit that he would be moved from the normal wards to G-Ward and then become the Warden.
Because of his great height for a Japanese man he has a naturally longer reach and his well built body allows him to move in a large verity of ways allowing for him to both avoid and attack his opponent unexpectedly if he so desires. It also makes it possible for him to carry and draw long swords with great speed rather then someone with a shorter reach.}
History: {Born in Japan to a very poor and unexpected family Jiro was given to a temple as a son to be in the service of the gods and possibly bring the family some good fortune in exchange. However no one would ever know this, things only got worse for that family and despite there 'sacrifice' of there first son they didn't get any sympathy from the gods. It was probably for the best when they try to offer the service of one person in exchange for your own gain.
Though the family didn't know it the temple that Jiro was given to was actually one that focused strongly on swordsmanship and as soon as Jiro became of age they had him take time out of his daily chores of cleaning the temple or anything else they need him to do, to attend private advanced lessons and train, he was even taught to train while he did his chores in order to make sure he didn't waste any time, they could see the potential in the boy and would push him to achieve greatness in the way of the sword art they taught him. He was nearly three but quite tall for his age nearly the height of a five year old or possibly even a six year old. After years of intense training he mastered there style, he was seven. A natural born swordsman is what they called him.
Because he was still young and already had mastered the style they taught they sent him off to another temple/dojo that would teach him another form of the sword. This one he would master much more quickly, due to his mastery and know how of train while doing chores and he knew all the stances and so on, he would master this particular style by the age of nine. This was not only incredible to the monks of the temple it seemed quite impossible but given this they decided to send him off to another temple.
This temple-to-temple training would continue for four years in the temples of Japan until he became the age of thirteen and was sent to china to work on his swordsmanship with other swordsmanship temples that were also linked with the ones he had already been to. By this time he had already mastered four styles and the number would only increase, as he got older.
A year or so later Jiro heard word of what happened to Japan and was deeply saddened but knew that until he completed all the training he would most likely be of little help to the currant Japan. This thought was brought when he heard of the number of prisoners that had escaped he would soon want to become a bounty hunter or a police officer to gather up the criminals that escaped. This dream would be slightly altered as time when on.
Focusing on his training he finished another eight styles nearly mastering them, a few were similar to the point that only a few changes in his already known style would make up mastery of the new skills. He was now around twenty-five and was feeling ready to return to Japan, with a final send off he was given many kinds of swords that he had mastered, with a very warm send off he would return to Japan to bring some good back to his wrecked country.
Upon his arrival back into Japan he went to find the temple he had trained at in the very beginning but when he found it, it was sunken only the roofs of the buildings the walls and the taller things that were part of the temple could be seen and most of the trees had died from being drowned in the deep water. He also came to learn of the Deadman's Wonderland a prison that housed the majority of the criminals who had escaped along with new ones. He went to try and become a guard but without any kind of training he wouldn't be able to. This brought him to joining a police forces, lucky for him police seemed rather short at hand when he wanted to join and he was trained like he would have if going to law school while he participated in arrests and such. This would continue for about three years when they would graduate him and he went again to join, this time with success.
After become a lower guard of this amusement park jail he found that it wouldn't be long before he got to see some action. Only a week into the job and he was left alone to guard the cafeteria and a riot broke out, he was told that the rules that normal cops followed were not necessary her from one of his superiors, so he drew his nightstick and quickly took care of ever prisoner in the cafeteria that participated in the riot with in a matter of minutes. They were all knocked out and this quickly got him promoted to a much higher rank that he would only keep for a short while as one of the higher ups even higher then the warden would introduce him to G-Ward and he would quickly accept his transfer, most everyone believed he was fired but they didn't know why.
Nearly half a year had passed since he joined the guards of Deadman's Wonderland and he found himself allowed to carry around a sword so long as he didn't use it improperly, well this was a good thing because as it turned out he was on patrol alone once again and found another guard dead seemingly cut to ribbons bye something he couldn't recognize though he would soon know as one of the Deadmen assaulted him. Jiro had managed a last minute block but was still hit by the attack, he would face off against the prisoner by himself and being brought to the very limit of needing to nearly kill his opponent to stop him from turning Jiro into the same disfigured creature that the other guard had now become. As the other guards arrived Jiro had sheathed his sword and the dead man lay on the ground bleeding profusely though no vital points were hit he was unable to move.
A few days later after it was discussed among the highest authorities of the prison Jiro was promoted to the highest guard statues G-Ward Warden, though it was only known that he was the top by the people who knew of G-Ward at all. }
Sample RP: { ..."Brother, I heard I heard, congratulations." Kana said as she ran to her brother who she thought was standing proudly, looking from a cloud to his her.
Kane smiled and said, "thank you Kana, but it's not that big of a deal."
Kana smiled, "no big deal you graduated and now are a Shinigami for division ten, how is that not a big deal, you even graduated with a higher marks then me," she said.
"No surprise there, even when we were alive I got better grades then you, in fact I have been better then you at everything we ever did," Kane said as he began to walk down the road.
"Hey! Give a guy a complement and he takes it to his head, bragging about it." Kana murmured then a spark lit, "If you have always been better then me then why was I the first to graduate?" she said gloating.
"Hmm maybe because, I died nine years after you, I think that could have had something to do with it." he said sighing and putting his arms up to his sides, "idiot." he laughed as he walked away.
"Ohhhh, who does he think he is, I hate when he does that, always has to be right about everything." Kana growled to herself.
People passing by looking at her like she was crazy.
A man walked up to her and asked what the matter was only to be chased around by Kana holding her guitar above her head, swinging it occasionally just barely missing.
Later after Kana had cooled down and finally hit the random victim several times, she went to meet up with her Captain...
...Kane stood in the middle of an open field that was surrounded by large green trees. A cool breeze blew through it making his long hair blow to the side.
Kane brought his hands to his side one grasping the sheath of his sword and the other was at the handle. In a quick movement he yanked his Zanpakuto out of the sheath and released it. Grabbing onto the handle with both hands he began to swing and thrust his sword flipping and shooting Kidou spells at targets he had set up.
He put up few groups of bamboo sticks that stuck up by triggering a string and would practice his Shikai abilities on them, acting like they were his opponents then he would back over another string and perform a back flip over the group of bamboo he had just triggered, then dashed through them slicing them each in half.
He also set up a trigger system in the targets that were on the trees, as soon as they were hit with a Kidou a group round wood objects would hurl into the air and he would shoot as many of them with Kidou before they hit the ground, others would hurl sharpened bamboo sticks at him and he would cut them in half, shoot them with Kidou, dodge them or be hit by them...}
