Post by Jacky! on Aug 27, 2021 21:57:10 GMT -8
Hollowbreed
Take it from me
When you start it's just a matter of time
Any minute you will cross that line
Take it from me
When you start it's just a matter of time
Any minute you will cross that line
Alias: That might require more attention span than Jacky has or patience others might have for him. Though The Hound is an underused one from his days as the base creature he began as.
Chronological Age: ??? (Don’t ask him, he can’t tell time.)
Biological Age: Jacky appears in his early to mid twenties; rarely the latter in those moments the joy and simple personality gives way to the intensity of his convictions.
Stage of Evolution: Arrancar
Personality: Exuberant may be one way of describing Jacky; one that does not express exasperation at his boundless energy and simplicity without suggesting ADD or the use of amphetamines to explain it. Most do not use that description after any length of time in his company. Constantly curious and a lack of context don’t tend to lend themselves to great outcomes but if he is anything, beyond an innocently inexperienced kleptomaniac, Jacky is earnest and honest in his responses. And so very, very stupid sometimes. The world is so interesting and the people in it are just new friends waiting to be made. If they can stand his tendency to speak of himself in the third person, at least.
Though there are parts not often seen in the little Arrancar, subtle and stalling behaviors that appear as part of his pleasantness but can quickly go wrong. His protectiveness of children in example, at first blush, seems admirable enough. It’s an easy thing not to consider just how wrong that can go with just the smallest push.
But no one considers the dog that isn’t growling until it bites them.
Physical Info
-The Guardian at the Gates-
-The Guardian at the Gates-
Hair: Jacky could be mistaken for a tow-headed boy but his hair is a fine, near white that may seem silver in some lights. Unbelievably he doesn’t seem to know what a “comb” is and his lack of style straddles a line between spiky and bushy, though that is sometimes a non-issue when wearing his mask. How it all fits underneath it is another matter.
Build: The boundless energy probably helps with the lithe and extremely athletic build that Jacky possesses. His eye color is a crimson red that may have changed to match his scarf if he didn’t pick the clothing based on his own eye color. Of what he considers a perfectly normal height (perhaps even a little less, at 5’6) he doesn’t appear all that imposing and his constant jittering movements don’t tend to help that perception. Beyond his physique the only noteworthy attributes of his appearance are movements that are the most predictable. Jacky is like to tilt his head in one direction or another in response to most things, and usually with smaller reactions breathing context into the act.
Clothing: Jacky wears the same clothing constantly. And it isn’t what he was reborn with but rather a Halloween costume that he stole and managed to, by complete accident of course, adapt to his spiritual resonance. As much a part of him now as flesh (as are the replacements that he has a rack of and yes it is best not to consider the implications) the outfit is as durable as he is and heals any damage done as he might repair a wound. His whole reasoning for it is as simple as he is: he wanted to be a superhero not unlike the ones he saw on his first introduction to tv shows.
To that point the body suit he wears lacks any real substance, being a slip over that thanks to his weird physiology is sometimes one piece or split into a bottom and top. Again, implications best not considered. The base material is black colored with a pattern alike to a slightly artistic rendition of a skeletal system in white imposed upon it. A mask in the similar style is part of it but he often goes without it unless he remembers having it or reasons that he should for “reasons”. What those are is anyone’s guess. A set of cavalier style white leather (Why? Don’t ask) boots are all the footwear he deigns needing as far as footwear and a long red scarf of thin but soft material that never seems to stay the same length that he believes is iconic of his status as a hero.
Then there’s the utility belt which a whole other matter to have to deal with.
Mask and Hole: Those aspects that would visually reveal him as a Hollow born creature are often hidden on Jacky thanks to his (lack of) fashion choices. The remains of his mask form around the base of his neck in what can be best described as a collar if made of teeth. Given it is flush against his skin he rarely remembers having it which comes as no real shock. The Hole (oh god why that phrasing) is actually represented by two on his person (and not the obvious ones). Not as typically large as they may appear like stigmata to the uninitiated, spike sized openings completely see through in the center of either hand. Like the mask remnant they are mostly hidden by his suit.
Extras: When agitated Jacky slips into a small but noticeable form of atavism that recalls his days as a Hollow. His teeth grow a little sharper and his fingers grow more claw like. These moments are usually brief but that his mental state can physically affect him so may speak to an instability in his spiritual form that he was unprepared for in his transition to an Arrancar.
Spiritual Info
-Hiding in the Angles-
-Hiding in the Angles-
Zanpakuto: It’s his utility belt. Because, of course, it’s his utility belt. Through machination best left to the mad or those that like to make themselves suffer through complex levels of stupidity Jacky’s sealed state takes the form of a wide belt, (not that different from a wrestling championship belt by comparison in shape) in a red leather (again, implications). Metal studs are aligned in pairs that circle the belt to either side of the ‘crest’ area and if there is a way to remove or unbuckle the belt only Jacky seems to know. Or probably doesn’t and removes it through sheer cluelessness much to the infuriating knowledge that burdens others with. You’re welcome.
The crest, which is essentially an overly large oval…ish white buckler with a red crimson core seems to be the actual Zanpakuto though it’s impossible to tell and Jacky certainly doesn’t know (because that requires devoting the one brain cell he has to a clearly unimportant aspect crucial to his very being). To enter his release state, much to the internal screaming of anyone over the age of 12, Jacky touches this specific part with a series of wild gestures that are mostly unnecessary hero posing that he (poorly) copied from the tv shows he decays what little brain he has with. A release phrase is involved, of course, but only because it continues the tradition of Sentai style super heroism that he mimics.
Aspect of Death: Justice
Power: Jacky’s power has a dormant and active state. Access vs the ability to Manipulate. The dormant, which he always has found available is far less pronounced and would, quite reasonably, be mistaken for teleportation in most instances. The reality of it (curious that word) is that he has access to a metaphysical space called The Angles. Through gates to it (edges and corners, but anything that could reasonably “come to a point”) he can find his way to others or escape into a place that currently only he is able to access. Time, if it even moves there, is reflected differently in the world and thus why his movements can appear instantaneous.
Active, however, and the power allow him to affect those very angles in very different ways than using them as simple gates.
Do not consider the implications.
Historical Info
It don't take much for the beast to bolt
A split second too late to bring it to a halt
You're hypnotized, your feet follow your shoes
It's kinda like a cigarette smoking you
Take it from me
It don't take much for the beast to bolt
A split second too late to bring it to a halt
You're hypnotized, your feet follow your shoes
It's kinda like a cigarette smoking you
Take it from me
The Past:
When asked his personal history Jacky produced crayons and began drawing on paper. Both were gifts from the children that frequently play with their new imaginary friend. But because he can’t write (or read for that matter) the person whom was stupid enough to ask such questions considered was eventually replaced after they forgot how to stop screaming at him. Wordless, throat rending screams. They were replaced for their inability to speak after and impatience by someone more akin with dealing with…such a special, special boy.
According to Jacky he was always “very alone and very lonely” before he changed. Always chased, always running (he notes on all fours, though uses the idiotic term of “feet-hands” when describing his previous animal like form) and always in the Forest. A scary place but very fun., he says, as if wistfully unaware of the danger his life had been in. A place where he would play tag with the not-friends he found there and eventually they would have a picnic.
Jacky is not allowed to demonstrate what a picnic is as it necessitated another specialist having to be brought in after. He at least understands there is a difference now between his and those humans have.
Possibly.
One really, really hopes.
His ascension to Arrancar is infuriatingly simple. He saw another Hollow; another that had strived and fought and struggled to grow for so long tear their mask off in a desperate attempt to move past their limitations. To Jacky this was very neat and so he immediately tried the same thing and then had to deal with the awkwardness of walking on one set of “hand-feet” from for a bit while playing the usual games of tag with others. It also made Picnics much messier and is a large part of why he is not allowed to have any more currently.
His first known entry into the mortal realm follows similar story beats.
The difference worth noting is during one of these adventures while he happened on some children. The children were watching one of their favorite tv shows on a tablet, and largely unaware of the looming Arrancar, just happened to introduce him to a Sentai series. Jacky, being enthralled by what he saw immediately attempted to emulate it and in doing so robbed a costume shop blind. They were shuttered a week later because he kept returning to try and find the right accents for his super hero wardrobe. The owner was eventually institutionalized as Jacky continued to haunt them in an attempt to learn to sew.
He still can’t.
Since then, according to Jacky, he has continued to make new friends (mostly children that can now see him thanks to their continual exposure to his spiritual radiation) and fight crime though the latter is interesting as his concept of crime is based around fantastical multicolored superheroes fighting monsters. So he reckons other Hollows or “bad people” which he seems to have specific indicators for but cannot seem to communicate. His confidence in what he believes to be the right thing is often unshakable and very, very exasperating to try and maneuver within if he digs in his heels.
He currently seems to be in some sort of ongoing feud with Squirrels in their entirety as a species.
They’re winning.
