Post by Rizer, Tile on Sept 4, 2022 15:24:31 GMT -5
With regard to both strength &
AND ABILITY, YOU HAVE NO HOPE OF WINNING...
{TP}
The night sky was clear only the moonlight and the star accompany it.
Not a single cloud in the sky, and more importantly it peacefully night for creatures of the night to come out. Rizer was a part of this creature of the night, and believe it or not he had found himself along the rooftop of a pub here within the human world.
His current location in Norway is distinct relative to Europe culture. The old building gives off an old vibe, and the settling is similar to a Viking structure. Life inside the pub was thriving custom of all races came in, and out of the pub. However, Rizer himself sat along the ledge of the rooftop watching all who enter the building.
Rizer is a very tall man standing at a total of "6,0". He weighs 165 pounds and has a body that is perfectly athletic built. He also has lightly colored blonde-haired with tan skin and various burn marks. He dress in standard Shinigami attire which added his uniqueness to the attire. His Shihakushō otherwise known as Garment of Dead Souls is the standard black kimono worn by soul reapers.
Underneath his kimono, Rizer sports the traditional white garments, and draping across his shoulders is his elegant flamboyant haori. It follows an animal theme of a "Flamingo." His haori is brightly colored, with his light pink feather coat being one of the most distinctive features of his person. Rizer normally sports a pair of curved, thin golden sunglasses, which appear to serve as his eyesight with purple lenses. Along his feet are the traditional open-toe wooden scandals. Finally along his hands was a pair of white gloves.
Also when in this attire he sports his empty zanpakuto hilt along his right hip. Letting out a sigh he didn't know what to expect from tonight's development. To be honest he wasn't sure why he even came to this place maybe fate guide him here. Believe it or not, Rizer was keen on making this development the best that he can for such a dull moment.
Rizer thinks to himself as he studies the night sky and what he was looking for only time will reveal it. Letting out a sigh his scars from his previous battle showed his experience in battle not to mention the fact he was still alive. Deep within his mind, he thought that tonight could be the day that he broke loose from his restraints, and become a bit stronger for his plans. But he was sure it won't be that easy, and he was sure that people along the way would prevent him from reaching his goal no matter the cost.
His guard was up, and he was ready for anything. Should someone come near his direction that he could sense then he would know of their presence?
Not a single cloud in the sky, and more importantly it peacefully night for creatures of the night to come out. Rizer was a part of this creature of the night, and believe it or not he had found himself along the rooftop of a pub here within the human world.
His current location in Norway is distinct relative to Europe culture. The old building gives off an old vibe, and the settling is similar to a Viking structure. Life inside the pub was thriving custom of all races came in, and out of the pub. However, Rizer himself sat along the ledge of the rooftop watching all who enter the building.
Rizer is a very tall man standing at a total of "6,0". He weighs 165 pounds and has a body that is perfectly athletic built. He also has lightly colored blonde-haired with tan skin and various burn marks. He dress in standard Shinigami attire which added his uniqueness to the attire. His Shihakushō otherwise known as Garment of Dead Souls is the standard black kimono worn by soul reapers.
Underneath his kimono, Rizer sports the traditional white garments, and draping across his shoulders is his elegant flamboyant haori. It follows an animal theme of a "Flamingo." His haori is brightly colored, with his light pink feather coat being one of the most distinctive features of his person. Rizer normally sports a pair of curved, thin golden sunglasses, which appear to serve as his eyesight with purple lenses. Along his feet are the traditional open-toe wooden scandals. Finally along his hands was a pair of white gloves.
Also when in this attire he sports his empty zanpakuto hilt along his right hip. Letting out a sigh he didn't know what to expect from tonight's development. To be honest he wasn't sure why he even came to this place maybe fate guide him here. Believe it or not, Rizer was keen on making this development the best that he can for such a dull moment.
Rizer thinks to himself as he studies the night sky and what he was looking for only time will reveal it. Letting out a sigh his scars from his previous battle showed his experience in battle not to mention the fact he was still alive. Deep within his mind, he thought that tonight could be the day that he broke loose from his restraints, and become a bit stronger for his plans. But he was sure it won't be that easy, and he was sure that people along the way would prevent him from reaching his goal no matter the cost.
His guard was up, and he was ready for anything. Should someone come near his direction that he could sense then he would know of their presence?
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