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Name: Nakashima Junichiro
Age: 156 years of age.
Visual Age: 32 years of age.
Gender: Male.
Division: 7th Squad Division.
Personality: A nice and laid back guy, he won't usually fight, unless he needs to. If you would walk up to him, he would probably smile at him unless you desperately tried to tick him off. Then he might just wonder what you are doing there in the first place.
He usually never gets angry though, but if he does, he can't control himself, and can end up hurting even allies around him. He is very protective of his friends, and will stop at nothing. But if you generally see him, he would be much like the old 8th Squad Captain, Captain Shunsui.
Appearance: He wears a blue cloak, who has medium length Blue-Whitish hair, if this does not describe him well, then my Avatar shall describe him visually.
History/Background:
Childhood Life.
As a young boy, Nakashima was always alone. He had no real friends to call his own, his family never liked him and had made him work as a slave boy. If he were to tell anyone, he'd fear that his parents and siblings would torture him, leading to his eventual murder. On one particular day, that had almost happened. On that day, a knock came to the boy's door, the man to answer it was Nakashima's father. As he opened the door, a question was asked from the knocker, "Is there a young boy in there? I've seen him working hard for many a day, and he looks absolutely starving and thirsty. I have been wondering if you have been giving proper respect, and giving him proper meals, if I may ask?" The father was outraged. He had begun pondering in his head why the neighbor would get such a conclusion, even though it was true. His father thought of no other choice but to kill the man. The father has swung his arm at the man, expecting an easy hit, but the neighbor twisted the father's arm back, kicked his stomach to knock him to the wall, and knocked him out cold with a punch to the forehead. The then terrified Nakashima ran to his upstairs "bedroom"(More like attic...) The neighbor walked up the stairs, noticing how cramped it was up here. he then found the "bedroom" and went and looked inside. He then found Nakashima hiding under the blankets, shaking, a pair of eyes staring at the neighbor were staring at the neighbor just barely skimming over the blanket sheets. once their eyes connected, Nakashima immediately went under the blankets again, closing eyes to pretend that this was not real, that this was all a bad dream. he felt a tap on his stomach and looked up from underneath the blankets to find his neighbor smiling at him. The neighbor then went to introduce himself:
"Hello, I am Yoshi Junichiro, I've been hearing that your parents have been mistreating you, so the people I work for sent me in to retrieve you and I will become your adoptive father, if that is what you wish..."
At first, Nakashima couldn't believe his ears, I mean...he was getting adopted by this mysterious neighbor, who just attacked his own father, and promised him a better life. It was weird to take in. Nakashima and Yoshi then talked for a while, for each moment, Nakashima felt more comfortable, and more comfortable, until he finally came out of the blanket and accepted his proposal.
"Yes, I accept, do I get your last name, Mr, Junichiro?"
Nakashima asked with a grin full of intensity. He was finally going to have a good life. The neighbor nodded his head and from here on, he would be known as Nakashima Junichiro.
Teenage Death-Where he is now.
Yoshi and Nakashima lived very comfortable lives after that day. Nakashima had finally got to receive education and tutoring from Yoshi. Not only was he schooled in academic teachings, but also the teachings of Martial Arts, which he had admired for a long time. In fact, he even got to use his skills in a real fight, in which he was very proud of winning. Although, anyone would be excited if they win a three on one battle, in which they were the 'one'. Anyways, on that one particular day, after the fight Nakashima went home. He stopped at the door before he opened it and went inside, he wanted to get himself in the mood first. He then built-up of what he wanted to say, beaming brightly and having a huge smile on his face, he opened the door. No one could be seen in the house. Nakashima called out to Yoshi but it was to no avail, he then went to go check downstairs in the basement. He went to the location and opened the door, and looked at a trail of blood. His tension rising, he bolted down the stairs, and as he turned the corner, he was knocked out cold. A bat had swung at his face point blank and Nakashima had little or no time to react. Nakashima woke up 3 hours later confused. He then looked around his basement. He was in a room, all around him was a sort of gray powder in which he could not recognize. Nakashima tried to move around but did not succeed, he was tied up from the neck down. He looked behind himself and found out that his teacher was tied up right beside him! "Who is the person behind this?" , Nakashima thought to himself. He could not bring himself to the conclusion of who it could be. There is no one against them or anything, who could it be? And it so happens that the second after he was wondering in his thoughts of who it could be, the man stepped into the room himself. It was Nakashima's father! He was believed to want revenge on the man who had so brutally attacked him that day years ago, and now he was finally back. The father pointed downwards and lit a match. (I've been taking a while on this I might as well finish.) Both sensei and student looked at the ground, look at the gunpowder. They both sighed and looked at the flaming match. The father then tossed it up, and the match struck, igniting the gunpowder placed at their feet, killing all three of them at the same place and time. Upon death, Nakashima was sent up into the Soul Society. Where he is now, you will have to find out, now won't you? (Mostly because I haven't settled the Squad thing yet, if it is stteled, I will update if needed.)
RP Sample (Since I am applying for a higher position): Artemis appears in the arena-type Sapphire Valley, which almost looked like spikes. Artemis had appeared in between them, so that he wouldn't be stabbed getting in here. The Sapphires were lined up in rows so it would be easier to navigate. Artemis walked between these rows, thinking about the great life and tragic losses he has had. He has been on the side of good and evil, an in-between guy. Artemis had to have reviewed his life sometime, and what better place than in the beautiful gem valley of the A2A? He could actually could have thought of a better place, but not a safer one. He wondered if anyone were to visit him here, although of course it would be an A2A member, who would probably just talk about the plans. The plans were boring to Artemis, even if he had to listen to them while Darious was around. Artemis then thought of something. I wonder what will happen after all of this over... Artemis had thought in his head, almost saying it out loud, he actually mumbled the words slightly. Will we continue to rule the world? Or will we dissolve... Artemis continued walking in random, uncontrolled directions, not even he knew where he was going.
"It's about time Darious should finally tell me the full extent of his plan, in the meantime...I should be planning my life after the A2A..."
Artemis then chose to withdraw his fire elemental chakra sword, one in which he had purposely bought for slicing through many objects, these Sapphires are no different. He withdrew the sword and focused some fire chakra into his arm and had it travel down his arm into the sword. he then proceeded to jump high into the air, chakra focused into his feet to jump over one sapphire. He then fell several feet and slashed down upon a spiked sapphire. As he made contact, the sapphire seemed like it exploded in almost every direction except Artemis' own. He then landed on the ground softy and sighed.
"That was pointless...but hey, while I am here I can at least do something..."
Artemis had said, walking away in a different direction...again. He wondered where the man who had killed him the first time, Arashi was the name, yes...Arashi. He wondered why the Amaterasu technique had not worked. Did it misfire? No, it couldn't have. Did Arashi dodge it? Most likely not. Did he use something to get in the path of the huge fireball? It was possible, and it was his best possible answer. He must meet that man again, as soon as possible. Besides, it would be fun to chat with the man who could catch him in his own speed. In fact, Arashi was probably faster by now. Artemis then decided, that he should do more training later, but not now, right now he would enjoy a nice, comfortable, safe walk.
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