Nikki le Vizzy!!!

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Name: Uril, Nikitio "Nikki"

Ex- Division: 2nd Division Captain / Omnikitsudo Captain

Appearance: His soft blue eyes were often said to be the best part about him. He prides himself on his eyes as they also go well with his gray and silver hair. He was born with that hair color which often made people cautious of being around him. His skin is smooth, but on his back he has three scars running from his right shoulder to his left hip. The scars are smooth though, but if you look at them they are a lighter skin tone than his own skin. He has two piercings at the top of his left ear. One is a small gold loop the one right below it is silver. He also wears two rings on the same finger, both about two fingers in width and both silver. A necklace is always worn around his neck at all times, but it differs between the days. Finally, he often has on bracelets of varying styles. His clothing is often consisting of a mesh top and cargo jeans, or normal jeans. The style of the tops differ, he makes them himself, and the cargo jeans are often always black, but they have something in them that make them different. He also may wear a pair of visors that vary in color, but often they are red (like the ones in the picture)

Age: 500

Gender: Male

Personality: Nikitio is a fun loving kind of guy. Often toying with his opponents before getting serious. He is also known for being kind. Even when everyone else is serious you can count on him to be anything but serious, while also maintaining a serious composure, weird I know. He also has a colder side to him though. A side that would rather end your life quickly rather than crack a joke or play games. Most see this side during times of importance like meetings that determine the fate of his race or other such things. It is odd to see him switch back and forth so easily, almost as if there is a switch. The former personality only developed after he left the Soul Society because he realized nothing would get done if he was always serious about everything. It represents his personality when he was a child.

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Hair Color: Gray to silver

Likes: Talking with his Hollow, fighting with his Hollow, fighting others, being alone or with others, debating, and other things…

Dislikes: Stupid people in general

Crushes:

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Specialties: Cooking, debating, looking at the "big picture"

History: Nikitio's history is lost to him. He has been a Hollow for so long he often questions if he was just born a Hollow, but he does not recall ever hearing of Hollows reproducing. In truth Nikitio remembers only fragments of his history. His past is nothing but bits and pieces of events that make no sense to him. He remembers small pieces of conversations, partial faces, and only a few places in the human world. The one thing that he does remember though is his older brother who died when Nikitio was ten. He remembers that day as if it had just happened yesterday. He remembers helping out in the store with his father. His father sold various fabrics of high quality, and Nikitio and his brother helped by bringing customers in, cleaning, or even sometimes helping said customer pick out a fabric. Nikitio never helped pick out fabric though as he was bad at it. His brother did though, and his brother would have gone on to probably be a tailor or designer.

One afternoon though as they were closing Nikitio was sweeping the floor, their father out getting food, and his brother was reorganizing the fabrics. A boy came into the store out of breath, and to Nikitio it was odd aside from the fact that he was out of breath, he had never seen the boy before, and the people that came into the store were usually regulars. Anyone else just walked by. Nikitio smiled at the boy politely; clearly he was lost by the expression on his face. [b]“Hello. I am sorry to say this but we are closed. You can come back tomorrow though.” Nikitio’s brother looked at Nikitio funny. The boy just shivered. “I…I won’t make it to tomorrow…” He said with eyes dead to the world. “Why not? Are you okay?” Nikitio asked setting the broom down. The boy nodded. “There is nothing you can do about it though…” A loud roar was heard outside. Nikitio screamed, but his brother was clearly oblivious to it just looking at Nikitio with questioning eyes. The store wall was destroyed by an unseen force. Nikitio couldn’t see what did it but he saw a shimmer of the beast.

The boy screamed, and Nikitio ran for him. Clearly whatever this thing was it was after the boy. As Nikitio got there one of the monster’s claws barely missed him. His hands went through the boy. “Y-you’re a ghost!” Nikitio said stating the obvious. The hollow roared once more and attacked for the spirit boy. Nikitio’s brother had no idea what was going on, but he ran to protect his little brother. He couldn’t see the monster but he knew his little brother was in danger. It was unfortunate for him that the beast’s claws pierced him as he crossed it’s path. Nikitio’s brother was killed on the spot. Nikitio holds a deep hatred for Shinigami because no sooner had Nikitio’s brother died when they showed up and killed the hollow. They sent the soul to Soul Society, and left. They weren’t aware that Nikitio could see them.

The next thing Nikitio remembers is attending the funeral for his brother, and leaving home later that year overcome with sadness. He remembers bits and pieces of his time away from home. Mainly that it never seemed to stop raining. He searched hopelessly for his brother’s spirit, but never found it. He remembers begging for food and money, he remembers the pain and suffering, he remembers the anger. Anger at himself for not leaving the second the boy came, anger at his brother for jumping into action without thinking about it first, anger at the Shinigami for coming so late, but most of all. Anger at fate for dealing him such a hand.

Nikitio was sound asleep in an ally one night as it snowed. He had gone several days without food and so he found sleep was hard to come by. Snow fell from the heavens in bundles which only added to his sleeping problem. He gave in, realizing he would never sleep and decided to go look for something to eat. He noticed some boys ready to steal a pie out of the window, cliche yes but he was hungry so it didn't matter, and waited behind a building for them to actually take it. The boys were older than him, but he prided himself on his running abilities. As the boys took the pie and ran Nikitio grabbed a thick stick off the ground and threw it out at the legs of the boy holding the pie. He tripped, fell, and the pie flew threw the air. It landed upright, but parts of it had broken off. Nikitio ran out, grabbed the pie, and was gone with the boys nipping at his heels. They threatened to find him, but Nikitio was not worried.

That night though, hidden in an abandoned house, the boys found him. He was asleep with the pie container on the side, licked clean. They all grinned and one threw a broken piece of wood at Nikitio. He jolted awake and backed into a corner as if he would fall through some trap door. The boys walked closer and took their time beating him. Despite the pain, he found it funny enough to laugh that he was so tired after the beating. He lay there, bleeding from various cuts and from his mouth and nose, chuckling to himself and coughing up blood. His heavy eyes slowly closed and he rested for a short few seconds, before his life ended.

Despite housing just a deep hatred for Shinigmi he decided after a year of living in the Rukongai (in the 3rd District) He decided he might as well join them. He had no intention of just sitting there doing nothing. He was also isolated due to how he looked. That angered him and picked at his nerves. This was only more drive to get the hell out of there and make something of himself. During his time in the academy he graduated in the top five percentile, and was taken into the Onmitsukidō for his outstanding marks in Hakuda, and Hoho.

About fifty years later he was made the lieutenant of the Onmitsukidō, and eventually took the captains seat when he was deemed a danger to the Soul Society. Having achieved his bankai, and deemed skilled enough in Hakuda and Hoho to be captain, he was granted the seat by default. Nikitio by this time had gotten over his grudge against Shinigami, but he still held a certain disliking for them. Especially the slackers, and those in the Onmitsukidō who did slack off were punished without mercy. He would not have someone lose their loved ones because people under his command were lazy. He was known to always accept an assignment, and even take a few on himself. He was a harsh but reasonable captain, but some people didn’t like that. Some people thought he was not fit to be captain. Those people took matters into his own hands.

About three hundred years after he became captain, his own men betrayed him, specifically his lieutenant. He despised Nikitio. He though that it should be he who was captain, not Nikitio, but he had no way of getting him kicked out of the Soul Society, let alone the Onmitsukidō. A thought then occurred to him. He would simply beat Nikitio at a duel and become Captain. He had vastly underestimated Niki’s skill with Hakuda though. Nikitio had only unleashed his Shikai, and a few critical hits and the lieutenant was down. The lieutenant had achieved his bankai, and thought that he could easily best Nikitio as he himself had stated that he rarely used his own bankai. During the fight that the lieutenant wasted no time going into his shikai form, and going on the offensive.

Nikitio handled the fight exceptionally well, and proved that his mastery in Hakuda and Hoho was nothing to joke about. The lieutenant decided that the time for games was over and showed his true power. Even this though did not scare Nikitio, as he merely activated his Shikai, and demonstrated his skills once more. The bankai was powerful, Nikitio admitted that, but it would be a battle of skill not strength. Nikitio always said: "Power wins the battle, skill wins the war." The lieutenant did his best, but the mistake came when he attacked Nikitio with a kido. Nikitio used his shikai's special ability to reflect the spell back at his lieutenant. This injured and stunned him badly, but the end of the fight came when Nikitio kicked him high into the air, created several deep slashes within the lieutenant's chest circling the heart, and performed a sho with enough force to leave a small crater at the Lieutenant's point-of-impact. Niktio pointed out that he would only need one strike to end his life. Either he gave up now, or he died. The choice was his. The lieutenant gave up. Nikitio said one final thing before he left: "You have great power. Your bankai is superb, and your reiatsu is strong. You still lack the skill to defeat me though. That is why you lost."

The lieutenant knew his time would be short now, so he had to act fast. He had done some extra research in case things fell apart. One thing in particular caught his eye. Hollowfication. It took a few nights to get things in order. During those night things couldn’t have gone better. Nikitio was called away to assist a few other captains in investigating a large gathering of Hollow, so the lieutenant was free to do as he pleased. During this time he came across a few methods that this process could initiate. Each was more painful than the last, or at least in his eyes. He did not want him to go on a rampage though so several of the options were out. The only one was to make what was called a Hogyoku. The process was difficult and took several years, time which he didn’t think he had but Nikitio was quite understanding, and when he was done it was not a perfect model like the one Urahara had created. It got the job done though…

A little of bad luck and a bit of good on the Lieutenant’s part occurred though shortly after Nikitio was Hollowfied, Nikitio remained unaware to this fact thanks to the Lieutenant’s custom Kido which blinded the victim to reality or at least one aspect of it, when the Lieutenant’s kido began to fade. The Hollow inside of Nikitio was not too happy about being contained like that and took control of Nikitio’s body. His first victim was the Lieutenant, after that he killed the entire Onmitsukidō with a single Cero after calling them all for a meeting. The Hollow was enraged and blinding by blood-lust, but he was crafty. After the slaughter of the Onmitsukidō though, the Soul Society was onto him.

Inside of Nikitio, Niki was fighting for control. The Hollow proved to be tougher than Nikitio thought. He managed to regain control of his body though for enough time to exit the Soul Society. He knew he would never be welcomed back again. Fifty years went by and Nikitio’s body was a battle field. Eventually Nikitio asked his Hollow why he wanted his body. The Hollow said because he didn’t think Nikitio was strong enough to handle his power, and he was in no mood, ever, to die. Nikitio used his smarts to overcome such an obstacle. He reason that he didn’t want to die either, but if he took over Nikitio’s body the Shinigami would find and kill him, unless they worked together. The Hollow thought that this was a good idea, but countered with the fact that if he took over Nikitio’s body he would have access to his information about the Shinigami, so he could easily evade them as well as he could. Nikitio countered with the fact that if he was acting alone then the chances of survival were slim, but with the two of them they could easily avoid any who came their way. The Hollow simply said that he would crush skulls and break bones if they did find him.

Nikitio sighed deeply. His mind raced for a solid defense. He spoke once more trying to convince the Hollow otherwise. "If you end me here and now then you lose MY abilities. You have my memories, knowledge, powers, but you'll never have the skill." This seemed to strike a blow in the Hollow as his face was turned into a frown. "I suppose you are right...but...time will allow me to build my own abilities and skills. Anything you can do now, I can do just as well if not better in a few hundred years." Nikitio smiled. "Can you risk a few hundred years of training?" The Hollow laughed. "Clever boy...clever, clever boy. You underestimate me though. I am a fast learner, unlike the pitiful Hollow you have faced in the past."

There was no reasoning with this Hollow. It was clear he had brains and was not all about warfare, but Nikitio was not getting out of this without fighting. So they fought. The battle lasted one week, and after day five Nikitio began to lose. The Hollow outmatched him in almost every aspect, except for Hakuda and Hoho. Nikitio used his final few days wearing down the Hollow with his spells. It worked until day seven. On the final day, both Hollow and Shinigami were exhausted. They stared at each other in unspoken rage. The Hollow fell to his knees first though and looked up at the Shinigami. “You have bested me and my powers are yours…do not think this is over though. This fight will rage on for as long as you live. As you grow so shall I, for every skill you gain I shall gain too. You can never move forward without me. One day, I shall defeat you. When that day comes, you shall truly experience pain…” Since then Nikitio has gotten along well with his Hollow, but that threat has never left his mind.

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Sample Chapter: ((Taken from another site Where I RP Vali))

Valintine let out a soft sigh. "I suppose you are right my dear. Unfortuneatly the way it is now, the fault lines are off limits...Because they are so strong it would need a fair sized earthquake to shake them loose, but a single slip up would bring them down and close off any chance for a tunnel. I'd rather not take such a risk. Especially if it means exposing our plot." As he spoke he let out a chuckle or two. His mind was picturing the Bount's leader. "I doubt she or he is any smarter than a single grain of sand. It will be amusing though. I do not wish to get involved personally, and to get to their base we must find out it's location. How can we go about such things?" A small stream of magma shot up from the ground on the right side of Valintine away from Yuki. Having been working with such things, he was used to the intense heat, and burning sensation. He had built up something of an immunity against it. He directed it onto the table in front of them. It created a large map of Karakura Town.

"Here is that dreadful school where a lot of the local Quincy and other high spiritually powered humans go. Over here is that silly little Quincy Forest. The mountains far off here, but who knows what resides there. I'd rather not have a base there as it would be quite the effort to slip into Karakura Town undetected. If we have a base in it, we can appear and disappear at will. Anyway, and over here are some uninhabited islands. I don't want a base there for the same reasons as before." As he listed the various areas, he would point to the map. The small stream of lava had since returned into the earth, and the spot it came from was sealed over. "I realize you know all this, and I don't seek to insult your intelligence, but it never hurts to have a refresher." He smiled at Yuki and looked back to the map as he resumed twirling his hair around a finger.

His mind drifted back to the times when he was alive. He couldn't remember much. He remembered always seeing shimmers of creatures which he now knew were Hollow. It was still hard to believe he commanded the very creatures he used to fear. In a sense though it was also very pleasing to him. Not because he was in charge, but because he knew what they were and knew he had nothing to fear from them. With a simple gesture he could wipe them all out, and with a simple gesture he could save their lives. Maybe it could seem like he was happy to have power over them, but in truth he couldn't care less about the power. Espada were known to be power hungry, blood thirsty...well, they were thought to be a lot like Vlad. Valintine did not want to lose control like that. As long as he was in control, and not the beast within, he could do so much more than the average Espada or Hollow. This was not to say that Vlad could not. No, he could do many great things, and of course sometimes he thought of things that Valintine may have missed. When it comes down to it though, Vlad is out for blood, and Valintine is out for something less than blood, but more than power. He didn't have a name for it, but it didn't matter. He knew what it was, and he needed to answer to no one but himself.

With a quick few blinks he returned to the present issue at hand, and looked at the map. "Another question is how do we get in with the least about of Shinigami interfearence. As soon as we set foot in Karakura T-" He stopped and laughed to himself. "So simple! So so simple! And YOU thought of it!" He grinned at Yuki. With a wave of his hand the map folded itself up and made a new map. A map of the world. "Do you see what I am getting at Yuki? Do you see what is so brilliant here?" He sat back and laughed some more as he dismissed the map and it broke through the floor going deep into the earth. The hole sealed itself up with cooled lava. It would certainly hold it's own weight. His whole body shook as he worked out all the pieces to this new chess game. He plotted out every movement, every problem, every solution, and even all the people he could think of. This would require time. Time that they may not have, but nobody really has this kind of time for the plot Valintine cooked up with a big thanks to Yuki. Good things come to those who wait though. The best part about this plan was that no matter the outcome. The Arrancar would win.

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