Post by Akita Himura on Aug 18, 2022 11:53:01 GMT -5
Akita Himura
{{Character Theme}}
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Discord Name: Many Meats#1463
Password 1: Kitai's Debt
Password 2: Sanctus Teamwork
Type: Soul Specialist v1
Affiliation: Gotei, Squad 13
Rank: Unseated Officer
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{{DEMOGRAPHICS}}
Name: Himura, Akita
Mortal Death: N/A
Current Age: 85
Apparent Age: ~25
Birthday: 4th November
Blood Type: O-Negative
Height: 5'11" / 1.81m
Weight: 165 lbs
Measurements: 32-22-33
Hair Color: Raven Black
Eye Color: Icy Blue
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{{APPEARANCE}}
In a different time, in a different place, in a different life, Akita's eyes would radiate a warmth, understanding, kindness, and compassion that people would look up to. A face that spoke of love and understanding and the wisdom of a life long-lived. But in actuality, Akita was 'cursed' with cold, distant, remorseless eyes that spoke of jaded indifference. Soft, icy blue eyes like the frost that pinned a boulder in place over a long winter, wrapped and framed by hair the color of comfortless black. This very well behaved hair stopped just barely above her shoulders, each strand perfectly aligned with its neighbor. Most commonly it hung straight but on the occasion it needed to be pulled up off of her neck, Akita rests her hair in a high ponytail or space buns.
The olive-mocha tone of her skin leaves very little need for most makeup beyond some blush and eyeliner. Akita's complexion is almost boringly perfect without much interesting to talk about other than how much the warmth of its tone clashes with and plays against the color of her eyes. She does take great care and pride in her eyeliner often varying style and design day by day between 10 or 20 different basic types, and the variations therein.
Beyond the face, the frame is both chiseled and athletic. Naturally a gifted athlete, Akita has very well defined musculature that emphasizes natural gifts with decades of hard work and discipline. She takes her role in a military force very seriously and believes strongly in wellness of body and mind, working out one in order to support the other. Because of these habits, she often wraps parts of her body in bandages which assist with grip and which may also be medicated with soothing ointments to help with muscle soreness and recovery. It's not unusual for her to smell very earthy or herbaceous from the scent of these wraps although she is careful to remove them before places she intends to go casually, or where stealth and concealment are necessary. Most of this strength is purely a reflection of her time in the gym and less so the power of her soul over her physical body.
She wears her uniform with standard address and without extra accommodation. Although the sleeves are let out just sightly for better flexibility, the waist remains tied tightly, her posture rigid, and the rest of her presentation impeccable. She allows herself several personal accents in the form of wrist and arm bangles usually gold or bronze in color which could be easily slipped off if need be. Should you catch her in her free time, all these same accents remain but she also adds numerous rings to both her fingers and toes in various and expressive styles. The outfits that go with them are very 'modern' by human standards if not slightly on the conservative side, usually simply jeans and a blouse with a jacket over top. Akita is also quite fond of sunglasses, especially Aviators.
The aura that surrounds this Shinigami is best described as 'steady chaos', radiating out from her in a diamond-shaped pattern and sounding and feeling strongly of television static. Her energy causes a tingle, an almost itchy feeling that clings to the back of the neck and the roof of the mouth, and lingers on the ears even after she has parted. Much like TV static, sometimes the eye can trick itself into seeing patterns in the madness, or losing sight of the woman in the middle, or catching the shape of something else within when they regard her indirectly. It's all just a trick of the eye, I'm sure...
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{{PERSONALITY}}
{{Dislikes / Likes}}
||Flexibility|| No idea is too small to expand upon. And just because a thing is done in a certain way, that is no excuse to accept it can or must only be done in that same way in the future.||Tattoos|| Although she only has a few herself, Akita has a deep appreciation for the beauty, design, and message of tattoos and all the various forms they take.
||Persuasion|| It's a bit strange to say but she loves being talked into things, and in turn talking other people into things. The changing of ones mind with an altered perspective or new information.
||Professional Wrestling|| She knows it's staged but she doesn't care. The larger than life personalities, the pagentry, it's all blends to an amazing imaginative spectacle!
||Quiet Nights|| Some of her favorite memories that don't involve other people are just vibing with the universe, along under a starry sky of possibilities and memories.
||Spinelessness|| When someone is upset, they should speak up about it. Voice it. Scream it if you have to.
||Pacifism|| Surrendering your control, running away from a violent world that doesn't care if you put up a fight or not? It's antithetical. If you want to live, prove it.
||Close-Mindedness|| As you might expect, someone who values changing perspectives and altered moods and minds has a deep hatred of people who block that out.
||Indifference|| Take a side, you wimp! If you remove yourself from decisions or if you "don't care" then other people get to decide for you and that's just awful.
||Karma|| If the universe makes things balance out then the work a soul does is kind of irrelevant, isn't it? It's up to you to balance the equation, not some vague and unconscious universe.
{{Habits}}
||Personal Boundaries|| A big fan of camaraderie and 'family' between squad-mates, Akita speaks informally, and uses informal body-language and conduct.
||Personal Boundaries|| A big fan of camaraderie and 'family' between squad-mates, Akita speaks informally, and uses informal body-language and conduct.
||Altered Consciousness|| Changing her perspective on the world around her, her problems, her relationships, is one of her most cherished pass-times and she admires the practice in others.
||Self-Care|| She always takes time to pamper herself. Skin-care routines, spa days, manicures and pedicures, facial masks, teeth whitening and cleaning, and much more.
||Singer Extraordinaire|| Poetry and song are constantly on her lips. She plays songs to death until she knows every word and then she, of course, starts singing them. Her voice is pretty good too.
||Singer Extraordinaire|| Poetry and song are constantly on her lips. She plays songs to death until she knows every word and then she, of course, starts singing them. Her voice is pretty good too.
{{Flaws}}
||Competitive|| Measuring yourself against others is the only way to be even sort of sure if you're good or bad at something. This makes her susceptible to take on challenges she should not.
||Competitive|| Measuring yourself against others is the only way to be even sort of sure if you're good or bad at something. This makes her susceptible to take on challenges she should not.
||Drunk|| People give her a lot of credit for being so functional and for holding her liquor so well but she's just practiced at having one foot over the line. She's a drunk.
||Party Animal|| Distinct from being a drunk, as that does not require other people, she finds herself inexorably drawn to places, people, and events that can easily be confused with parties.
||Shameless|| Although there is good cause to call this a positive attribute as much as it is a flaw, there is value in being able to recognize and confront shame for your actions. She is devoid of this notion.
||Shameless|| Although there is good cause to call this a positive attribute as much as it is a flaw, there is value in being able to recognize and confront shame for your actions. She is devoid of this notion.
{{Goals}}
||Officership|| She believes one day the Seireitei will come to recognize her true worth as a soldier and an officer.
||True Companionship|| There is someone out there for everyone. Although Akita has taken more than her fair share of lovers over her many long years, she has remained tragically unattached.
||True Companionship|| There is someone out there for everyone. Although Akita has taken more than her fair share of lovers over her many long years, she has remained tragically unattached.
||Family|| To simply move her family somewhere she can feel good about their security and safety, likely to an inner district in the 6-10 range.
{{Fears}}
||Isolation|| Never finding that person, never truly making friends. Having nobody there for you when you're feeling down, facing illness, or facing death.
||Total Rejection|| She knows she can be tough to live with, or even work with. She wants to be herself with total freedom, and she knows that can be dangerous.
||Total Rejection|| She knows she can be tough to live with, or even work with. She wants to be herself with total freedom, and she knows that can be dangerous.
||Expectations|| Should something finally live up to the hype, or exceed it, she would be forced to re-evaluate and change her entire life.
{{Alignment - Chaotic Neutral}}
For Akita, good and evil are complimentary points on a scale of balance. Neither is preferential over the other, nor can one ever truly prevail over the other. In fact, acts which irreversibly tip the scales would jeopardize what few things she actually stands for and must be prevented whenever reasonable. Randomness and Disorder are the default state so that greater fragments of order may rise up. Eventually, these too will be consumed back into the chaos. Ashes to ashes.
{{Overall Personality}}
Disillusionment and struggles with Discipline have played powerful roles in Akita's life and that has caused her to cycle, sometimes violently, between extremes in personality. Disillusionment requires that a person first have expectations and preconceptions about situations and the self, and Akita eagerly builds these up in her head. She enjoys watching people from afar and imagining what their life is like, imagining their jobs, their habits. She is keen to quietly observe and follow a person, noting their flaws, likes, dislikes, interactions, and relationships in order to construct her mental picture of them as a person. To this end, she finds plenty of excuses to insert herself into other people's lives; a trait her squad-mates remind her makes her deeply unattractive as a romantic partner.
Eventually, her half-informed opinion takes a clear enough shape that she can feel comfortable in saying she understands them. After she becomes impatient or bored, or, if something spontaneous happens to test the image she has of a person, she will invariably find the whole affair to be, well, at least a little disappointing. What she has built them up to be in her head is simply...sad. A letdown. Eventually, she winds herself up again by finding new fixations and trends to invest her mental energy in. Much of the above is why she gravitates towards fashion and culture and partying and flitting between tasks. There is no shortage of constantly changing trends and outlooks and social lubricants which offer potentially limitless variation.
Eventually, her half-informed opinion takes a clear enough shape that she can feel comfortable in saying she understands them. After she becomes impatient or bored, or, if something spontaneous happens to test the image she has of a person, she will invariably find the whole affair to be, well, at least a little disappointing. What she has built them up to be in her head is simply...sad. A letdown. Eventually, she winds herself up again by finding new fixations and trends to invest her mental energy in. Much of the above is why she gravitates towards fashion and culture and partying and flitting between tasks. There is no shortage of constantly changing trends and outlooks and social lubricants which offer potentially limitless variation.
Discipline, then, is a window into her desire to make something 'stick' to her. To allow herself to be affected by and changed by habits and people and things around her. A sort of...insincere attempt to 'fake it until you make it' in many aspects of her life. Attempting to apply and adhere to discipline in many of these matters which she doesn't ultimately like or isn't genuinely interested in leads to resentment and the disillusionment that poisons her life. A nasty cycle of exposing herself to the wrong thing in the wrong way for until it she is safely past the point where it drives her somewhere new.
To those she calls friends, Akita is capable of meeting the highest highs and the lowest lows, often in close proximity to one another. She is a friend for all seasons, so to speak, but which season you'll be getting is sometimes unreliable. Other than her drunken benders, her friends know her to be a thoughtful and intelligent woman who prefers to listen rather than speak. A bit of a brat, a bit of a smart-ass, but ultimately supportive. They just wish she could turn some of her advice inward and improve herself for a change, or at the least, be aware of her own double-standards and bullshit and call herself out for them.
Professionally, she is precise and exacting in her work. She handles assignments with a high degree of focus and is especially motivated to carry out tasks that will expose her to people places and things she has not seen before. In the past, she has been accused of dawdling on certain assignments because she is indulging her own fascinations rather than completing what was asked, and likewise accused of moving on too fast to get to the next new thing. She's a talker as much as she is a fighter and her performance reviews have historically pointed this out as a 'flaw'.
Combat with her is a microcosm of her other problems. She goes through the same cycles she wraps herself up in with the other phases of her life; there is a crescendo where she is impressed with her opponents and studies them closely, giving them credit for all sorts of talent and skill possibly grossly out of line with the truth. Unavoidably, she comes to feel she has overestimated her foe. Their bravado was unsustainable. They had one brief moment in the sun where they pushed beyond who they were but now they have fallen back down to Earth and she is...disappointed. And ready to move on. When she reaches this point, she looks to disengage through either ending combat or walking away in the case of especially pathetic foes. But if pushed, she will surrender to what they ask of her and unleash her power.
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Birthplace: Rukongai District 39 West
Current Residence: Squad 13 Complex
Memorable Figures:
Himura Junpei (Father),
Himura Yukiko (Mother),
Himura Yuchiro (Oldest brother),
Kawaro Boumei (Shinigami inspiration),
Shinjo Juchiro (Squad 13 mentor)
{{HISTORY}}
The fruit of a loving union, Akita was born to a wholesome couple in the 39th District of the Rukon. Part of a large, mismatched family like so many others around her she was spared as much of calamity of the outer districts as she could reasonably be allowed to miss. Little was provided for her, and her and her siblings worked together of many different schemes and jobs to keep clothing on their backs and some small comforts for one another.
Throughout these formative years they often attempted complex confidence scams on travelers through their district, disarming and distracted them by involving many children in many different roles. They often pretended to be other people, sometimes crossing their names with one another making them tougher to identify, and would script elaborate stories to deepen their web. Thankfully with a child-like mind this was a lot more than than it was sad but as Akita grew older, the reality took deeper root. They were poor. Very fucking poor.
Her father did some cooking and sold some craft foods like 100-year-eggs and aged soy sauce. But he also brewed some small batches of beers and liquors which made him a very popular man around the neighborhood. There was never any shortage of folks coming by to see her mom and dad, share a story, having a drink, and entertain the whole clan with news from around the Soul Society both fresh and old. Inevitably, between schemes and games the kids played, Akita would help her papa out by assisting with prep cooking or sales or hauling stuff, as her age and strength allowed. This is actually the first hint anyone at all had that Akita may be spiritually inclined: an appetite after such strenuous work.
Akita clearly and distinctly remembers the first time she ever met a Shinigami; one stopped by her father's Soju cart in pursuit of a lawless rogue that had fled the Seireitei. While the warrior took a load off from their travels and availed himself of their hospitality, Akita's father allowed her to sit and listen and take in his stories of travel to realms beyond and across the vast landscape of the Soul Society. She was fascinated. Immediately drawn. The warrior left the next morning with a simple word of thanks, and a word of encouragement for the child. Her father forgave his tab in exchange for the stories and compassion shown to his daughter but in her more jaded adulthood, Akita would come to learn that this was not a choice her father made of his own free will.
As the years carried on and this simple dream of travel and experience dwelt within her, Akita took upon herself to explore as best she could. She helped people search far and wide, earning some coin hunting down missing folks or running down leads for lives that people left behind, or their debts, or other obligations. The more she learned about the Rukon the more she learned her wanderlust and disillusionment were not unique but few had the courage or capacity to change their lot.
With business continuing to improve, the years brought Akita and her family all the way to District 15. Continuing to refine her techniques, she was eventually noticed (thanks to this closer proximity) by Shinigami who were out on patrol and with an open mind to potential recruits. After spending two days with the young woman, satisfying she was drawing in spiritual energy and that she did possess relevant skills, an invitation was extended.
One tearful goodbye later she embarked upon a four-year journey through the Spiritual Arts Academy. It was during this time that she came to learn that the Shinigami she had looked up to so many years ago as a source of inspiration for her travels and career? Had been killed in some terrible event that befell Squad 13. She swore quietly to herself that she would see this path through and to follow in his steps until such a time as she felt that his inspiration had been met with worthy effort. From then on the rest would be up to her.
Redoubling her efforts, she completed her graduation and spent a year or so Unassigned and in limbo as the Gotei decided how to sort out the aftermath of the Squad 13 massacre. When the ranks were finally re-opened, she was recruited into their number with open arms where she continues to serve today and sort herself out. Perhaps the opportunity that lay before her will give this relatively young Shinigami that drive necessary to mature and make something great of herself.