Post by Juushiro Ukitake on Jul 9, 2011 11:30:34 GMT -5
Name: Juushiro Ukitake
Age: I stopped counting somewhere around 2000~
Gender: Male
Class: Shinigami Captain.
Hair (Color, Length, etc... ): Long, pure white from my Tuberculosis... My original hair color was black, as you can see from my eyebrows. It reaches about down to my waist.
Eyes (Color, any details?): My eyes are mainly hazel brown~ Sometimes they glint and I've heard people comment that they look green, but I've never seen it personally.
Height: 6 feet, and 1 and a half inches~
Weight: 158 pounds.
General Looks (Clothing, Arrancar Markings, etc... ): I normally wear my Captains' Haori along with the normal black uniform of Shinigami. I'm skinny because of the disease, but don't let that fool you~
Personality: An easygoing, loyal fellow. He'll follow the rules, but he will also fight if he believes something is wrong in a situation. Often seen with a smile on his face, and he almost always has a kind word for those in need. Also extremely stubborn, despite his illness.
Family (Parents, siblings, etc... ): Rye Ukitake~
History: When he was younger, his hair turned white because of the disease... He entered the Shinigami Academy and was trained underneath Genryuusai Yamamoto. Ukitake has been a captain for somewhere over 2000 years, staying alive and fighting the tuberculosis that is ailing him, still managing to remain one of the eldest and strongest captains.
Sample RP:
Ukitake was walking outside Ugendo, just recovering from an attack that had had him bedridden for weeks. The white haired man stretched and let out a slight yawn, trying to not push his lungs into making him bedridden once more.
"Ah, it's such a nice day out here..." He murmured to himself and continued walking toward the training grounds. Until he spotted Kiyone and Sentarou arguing as they normally did. Shaking his head at the trivial thing at which they were going at each other for, he turned away and decided to take a walk somewhere else. Until he heard an odd piece of gossip come from Kiyone's mouth. "NO! I'LL BET BEING YOUR SERVANT FOR A MONTH THAT UKITAKE-TAICHOU LOVES ICHIMARU-TAICHOU!"
The white-haired man would've liked to curl up and die at that moment as the two argued between him loving Ichimaru or Kyoraku. He sighed and let out a slight cough as he mentally facepalmed. I'm going to have to be careful at this, now, won't I?
(Ahahah, did I do it all right? I hope so~)
Age: I stopped counting somewhere around 2000~
Gender: Male
Class: Shinigami Captain.
Hair (Color, Length, etc... ): Long, pure white from my Tuberculosis... My original hair color was black, as you can see from my eyebrows. It reaches about down to my waist.
Eyes (Color, any details?): My eyes are mainly hazel brown~ Sometimes they glint and I've heard people comment that they look green, but I've never seen it personally.
Height: 6 feet, and 1 and a half inches~
Weight: 158 pounds.
General Looks (Clothing, Arrancar Markings, etc... ): I normally wear my Captains' Haori along with the normal black uniform of Shinigami. I'm skinny because of the disease, but don't let that fool you~
Personality: An easygoing, loyal fellow. He'll follow the rules, but he will also fight if he believes something is wrong in a situation. Often seen with a smile on his face, and he almost always has a kind word for those in need. Also extremely stubborn, despite his illness.
Family (Parents, siblings, etc... ): Rye Ukitake~
History: When he was younger, his hair turned white because of the disease... He entered the Shinigami Academy and was trained underneath Genryuusai Yamamoto. Ukitake has been a captain for somewhere over 2000 years, staying alive and fighting the tuberculosis that is ailing him, still managing to remain one of the eldest and strongest captains.
Sample RP:
Ukitake was walking outside Ugendo, just recovering from an attack that had had him bedridden for weeks. The white haired man stretched and let out a slight yawn, trying to not push his lungs into making him bedridden once more.
"Ah, it's such a nice day out here..." He murmured to himself and continued walking toward the training grounds. Until he spotted Kiyone and Sentarou arguing as they normally did. Shaking his head at the trivial thing at which they were going at each other for, he turned away and decided to take a walk somewhere else. Until he heard an odd piece of gossip come from Kiyone's mouth. "NO! I'LL BET BEING YOUR SERVANT FOR A MONTH THAT UKITAKE-TAICHOU LOVES ICHIMARU-TAICHOU!"
The white-haired man would've liked to curl up and die at that moment as the two argued between him loving Ichimaru or Kyoraku. He sighed and let out a slight cough as he mentally facepalmed. I'm going to have to be careful at this, now, won't I?
(Ahahah, did I do it all right? I hope so~)
