To: Grimmjow The fuck that broke into my apartmentNext time you feel like breaking into my fucking apartmentDo me a fucking favour and don'tI don't know what you were looking forBut now my apartment is a messI should make you clean up your god damn mess
Ah! So many people again! The boy waved at each of them, offering each stranger a bright smile. ...He got an odd feeling from half of them, but chose not to comment on it and instead chose to ignore it -- though he was ready if anything odd happened, too.
Grimmjow is ranked number 6 of the Espada, which gives him many strengths. His animal attribute for his release form is a panther.
Pesquisa: He is able to detect targets from a considerable distance.
Hierro: As the Sexta Espada, Grimmjow has the passive ability known as Hierro. Grimmjow's Hierro is strong enough to effortlessly block the sharp edge of a sword and to withstand powerful attacks such as ceros with minimal to no damage to his body. In essence he has some tough skin.
Sonído Master: As the 6th Espada, Grimmjow is very proficient in the use of Sonído. Sonido is a combination of super speed and the ability to suddenly get from one place to another.
Cero: A cero is like a bigger version of lasers. Grimmjow is capable of firing a red Cero from the palm of his hand, as well as his fist. Grimmjow can also fire one Cero from each hand.
Gran Rey Cero: As an Espada, he is able to use this Espada-exclusive Cero variant, which produces a much larger and more powerful version of the normal Cero. This Cero is strong enough to potentially cause great damage tIn order to fire it, it seems Grimmjow must first cut his own hand on his Zanpakutō, mixing his blood with the Cero as a catalyst. Grimmjow's Gran Rey Cero is colored blue (Can be seen here)
Zanpakuto
Resurrección: His release command for his Zanpakutō is "Grind" Once he has released his zanpakuto, Grimmjow's appearance changes (As seen here)
In resurreccion form, Grimmjow has enhanced strength, speed and agility, hierro, and can create shock waves with just his yell which can throw an opponent off.
Garra de la Pantera : Acutely shaped bombs fired at high speed from his elbow, five of which can be fired at once. They have a devastating effect. One round can destroy a column over 30 meters in diameter. They take the appearance of dark green, crystalline, unevenly cut stone darts (Can be seen here)
Desgarrón : His claws glow, and he makes a slashing motion. Each claw becomes a long, sharp blade composed of Reishi that can be hurled at the enemy. He can swing a maximum of ten blades at the enemy. The attacks act as a ranged claw attack, which he controls like his regular claw attacks, by using slashing motions. The power and force behind them is considerable. (Can be seen here)
♔—Tamaki, as you all know. Was an eccentric man who normally did everything on impulse. Like right now as he walked through the dorms for Grimmjow's room to ask him to watch a movie tonight.
Grimmjow.
GRIMMJOW OF ALL PEOPLE. No offense to Grimmjow, but the two barely knew one another. Oh well. Couldn't hurt anyone.
"Grimmjow! Hello! Is anyone home?" he rapped on the door that was supposedly owned by Grimmjow. "I have a question to ask of you~!"
Mephisto felt so faint! He threw a hand over his forehead, sighing dramatically as he realized with grave certainty that yes, he had forgotten to greet his new students! "And I was doing so well the first week!" Ah, but his mind was always turning and going and going, never sticking fast and sure onto one thought. New ideas were always going off in that deranged trap called his mind. Clucking his tongue, Mephisto got to work on writing greeting letters for all his new students.
Dearest Star,
I, as your headmaster, am very pleased that you’ll be joining such astute and gifted children here as you craft and hone your talents! Before I forget, I am your fabulous headmaster, Mephisto Pheles—always and forever at your service.
I, along with the other staff and faculty members, will do our very best to make sure you are given the epitome of education and experience to become the tip-top of your career! Do not doubt a single word I say, for I am a man of truth. Honor—dignity! And, last but not least, top-class fashion! But I digress, for I’m getting ahead of myself and that happens quite a bit.
Welcome, my dear.
May you become a dazzling new star that paints our ever-expanding sky.
Yours in Eternity (Or, at this point, until you graduate),
Mephisto Pheles.
[Enclosed in this card is your Charisma Card with a value of 25 Charisma Stars to use as currency or ranking here at Charisma~]
Hello and welcome to Raira Academy, Grimmjow! Your house is the Tsuyoi House. Your roommate is still undecided, but don’t forget to check back daily!
Application is under the cut for anyone interested!
Name/Alias: Morgan, Broseidon, Grimm-chan, ect...
Timezone: Eastern
Age: 17
Personal: Amorgun
Desired Character: Grimmjow Jeagerjaques
Anime/Manga: Bleach
Character Age & Grade: 18 & Senior
Profession: Singer
Class Schedule:
Literary Analysis & Composition II
Pre-Calculus
Astronomy
Philosophy
Music
Character Summary:
To me Grimmjow means sex and I view him as a god, together that makes 'sex god' Lol I kid. Grimmjow is a very dynamic character. Of course he is brash, loud, and acts like an overgrown kitten, but he also has his loyal and semi-kind sides. He is one to never give up when he sets his mind to it, though if you force him to do something he will not hesitate to make his disdain evident by breaking a few bones. Grimmjow is an independent person and values how he starts something, how he finishes something, and the end results of his hard work. He's not one to voluntarily get close to people and he defiantly isn't one to share his secrets, thoughts, or past, but if he does meet people that grown on him, then he is very faithful and is a great friend to them...despite his usual crude personality.
Biography:
Grimmjow actually grew up in a privileged life, except he had all the excitement that the son of a notorious mafia boss could have. Basically his whole life only consisted of various nannies, since his mother died at childbirth and his father was always to busy (or just didn't want to) to give Grimmjow any love or affection. This caused Grimmjow to grow a relationship complex, where he never really trust anyone and hates when people gets close to him.
Until he was 10, Grimmjow always tried in vain to do things that would warrant his father's attention if only for a brief moment, but at the age of 12 Grimmjow decided enough was enough and started to act out. By the age of 14, Grimmjow was outwardly defying his father, getting into fight, being sexually active, and earning a bad reputation for his name and his father's. His personality grew harsh crass, indifferent, and razor sharp. Soon, his father got to fed up with Grimmjow and sent him off to Raira when he was 15, only communicating to Grimmjow by means of paying his tuition.
Grimmjow was at first outraged that he was sent off to some boarding school, but soon found an outlet in music and singing. Therefore he took up the singing courses at Raira, deciding to bide his way until he turned 18 and graduated so he could be his own person and leave his father behind.
RP Sample:
Grimmjow stared at the calendar that was hanging on his wall, a scowl marring his face. He didn't know why he bothered to even think that this year would be different from the other 17 years. It's his birthday and like always, he there was not even a single acknowledgment from his father or anyone at all. No one cared.
Snorting, Grimmjow turned his back on the calendar and grabbed his cellphone from where it sat on his bed. He would never admit it, but he hesitated in putting his phone in his pocket, opting to stare at the screen for a minute. He was inwardly hoping, wishing, and pleading all in vain. Grimmjow roughly shoved his phone in his pocket and proceeded to grab his bag and headed for the door.
Hand on the door knob, Grimmjow glanced back at the calendar his eyes taking on a forlorn look. Grimmjow always felt alone, but it was always on this day that he felt even more alone and isolated. See it wasn't just his birthday, it was also the day his mom died for him.
"I'm eighteen today mom. I wonder what you think of me." Grimmjow said softly, before opening the door and walking out.