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jessy86
05-29-2008, 07:34 PM
Name: Talbain, Jessymoto

Age: Died at the age of 12 in time of war, current age is 47

Appearance: Jessymoto is about 5"8 in height. She is neither fat, nor super thin, and somewhat muscular in her arms and abs, which suit her hourglass shaped body. Her long blonde hair reaches about the mid section of her back, however she mostly wears it up in a ponytail so it doesn't get in her face, leaving only her long bangs hanging off the side covering her right eye particially. She doesn't wear fancy dresses or constricting clothes, as majority of the time she prefers to be cool and casual, wearing sweat pants or sleeveless shirts which suit her athletic personality. Her sharp blue eyes reveal a sparkle every now and then, which not only attracts, but scare those you confront her in a violent way. Her skin complextion is fair, and she has no visable tattoos. Her love for jewlery is obvious, as she can be see constantly wearing silver necklaces, bracelets, and rings, however she does not wear earings due to not having any piercings at all.

Personality: Jessymoto is a very outspoken person. She does not take kindly to be treated ill-mannered, and does not hold back in defending her friends. She is highly curious of the world, seeing how she was so young when she died. She has many friends, whom she remains extremely loyal to, and is most of the time the center of the group. She pulls pranks on a occasional basis, though she is extremely serious at some points. She also does not like to sit around that much and do nothing. She is extremely athletic and tends to always be moving around. Although she prefers peace rather then violence, she will not hesitate to take charge when the time is needed.

Jessymoto also has a great way with words. Though she has trouble talking some of her friends out of doing things, she gives them support and speaks in a way of encouragement. She can easily get anyone pumped up for a fight or soothed and relaxed when they are angry or upset.

Biography: Jessymoto was murdered at her home in the time of war. Her mother had hid her and her younger brother in a closet when she heard the footsteps outside. After witnessing the death of their mother, her younger brother shot out of the closet only to be knocked out unconscious and dragged away. Jessymoto stayed in the closet looking in sheer amazement as the people who raided her house, murdered all those who tired to interfered with just their fists and feet, and no use of weapons unless it was needed. As the people left, Jessymoto let out a tiny sob which drew them to find her in the closet. The last thing she saw was a woman dressed in black, with dark eyes, looking at her with a smile, and raising her hand above Jessymoto's head. Darkness swallowed her afterwards.

Jessymoto did not have it bad after entering the Rukongai districts. She was almost immediately adopted into a peace and loving family, which brought the sense of her human life back. Though the family was peace loving, Jessymoto often found herself in the backyard of the house, imitating the moves she had witnessed as a child. By the age of 41, Jessymoto trained herself in the art of hand to hand combat, and enrolled for the Shinigami Academy, where she vowed to herself to always protect those who are weak and innocent, no matter how hard it was.


Zanpaktou: Though Jessymoto prefers to fight hand to hand, she is also quite skilled with a blade. Her zanpaktou blade's sharpness gives a cut to even the most light touch.
It is a sharp battle ready katana, with a high carbon steel blade. It's handle is 12 inches long, and the blade is about 28 inches. The whole blade is 40 inches in length. It is a light sword, and weighs approximately 8 lbs being held with one hand alone. The handle is a dark shade of purple, almost looking like a midnight shade of blue. The thickness of the blade is about 3 centimeters at the hilt, which curves up to a sharp point. Their are no major designs to the zanpaktou itself, besides the hilt guard, being pure silver. The sheathe is extremely strong, with special protective cushion inside, to assure the blade does not get dull.

blackheartz
06-08-2008, 10:34 AM
She is not fat, nor super thin, and somewhat muscular.

I don't want to be too picky, but usually "neither" and ""nor" go hand-in-hand; so the sentence structure for this is somewhat off. Other than that, I feel that your appearance could be beefed up further. The others sections are fine. Overall, remember to leave one full line spacing in between the end and start of pargraphs as it would defeat the purpose of paragraphing if you did not.

jessy86
06-08-2008, 08:31 PM
Edit. Though I have to move the sample mission over cause it didn't fit in that post. Hope this is better.

Sample mission:

“Good, good. Dodge left,” she said to herself as she dodged to the left, “alright now to the left again, JUMP!” she screamed to herself as she followed the instructions she was saying out loud to herself in the backyard of her house in the Rukongai district.

The sun was shining hard on her head, as she moved side to side around that fake dummy her adopted parents had made for her. She punched it firmly on where the stomach and middle of the throat would be. She flipped back, making it seem as if it were attacking her back. She ran right back at it, and jumped up.

“Movement seems good. Height on this jump seems perfect as well. It’s now or never..” she said to herself as she put her hands in front of her face acting out as she was blocking and was about to swing her left leg towards the dummy’s head when she crashed back down on an interruption.

“JESSYMOTO LUNCH TIME! Come get it before I feed it to the dogs!”

She rubbed her bottom, which had hit the concrete pavement hard on that fall and made her way into the house and to the kitchen. She grabbed a bread roll, sat down, and went to take a bite right before the roll was taken away from her.

“No no no, go wash your hands and face first then you can eat, your filthy!”

Jessymoto sighed then smiled at her mother, taking the bread roll fast again and putting it in her mouth before heading upstairs to wash herself. She heard her mother yell at her as she went up the stairs, but that only made her smile even more. At reaching the bathroom she did exactly as she was told, and then dried face hard with the towel.

“How’s my little ninja doing this afternoon,” a voice spoke from the opened bathroom door.

“Hey papa, I am doing ok. Just the usual routine. Oh guess what, I just jumped higher then I normally do, I was about to kick that dummy’s head off right before mom interrupted me.”

“Bah so much violence Jessymoto, I don’t know how long I can keep up with you before I fear you kick me in the head while I sleep.”

She sighed and wrapped her arm around his shoulder before heading with him back downstairs. She laughed at his joke which he said while they made it back down to the kitchen. Her mother raised an eyebrow at them both and told them to sit down with haste.

After eating a good cooked meal, Jessymoto cleaned the table up and washed the dishes, then was about to go right back outside when she was suddenly stopped by her mother.

“Ohh you have a letter here for you, its from the academy. I didn’t open it because I know that’s your business, but still I am highly nosy. Hurry up and open it!!”

Jessymoto smiled and opened the letter. She read it quietly to herself, ignoring her mothers nag’s to read it out loud. She looked up from the letter and smiled widely, as she picked up her mother and swung her around in a tight hug.

“I got in!!”

“Oh oh, put me down Jessymoto, good gracious woman,” her mother said hitting her on the shoulder. Jessymoto put her down on the ground and kissed her cheek then turned to her father with a smile and told him the news. Although she was highly content, she noticed the serious looks of her parent, and her smile dropped as she looked at them both

“Oh what’s the matter with you two aren’t you guys happy for me?”

“It’s not that we aren’t Jessymoto,” replied her father, “it’s that…well you know how me and your mother are. We don’t want to see you ever getting hurt, and being a shinigami, though it’s a honor, its also highly dangerous.”

Her father dropped his head, afraid to make eye contact with her. She simply smiled and hugged them both, reassured them that she wasn’t going to go and get herself killed. It took a while to convince them that this was a good thing, but she succeeded after a few hours. She promised herself that she wouldn’t let anything get in her way of her training to find that woman whose face was engraved in her mind everyday.

Later on that night, she was all packed and she laid down on her bed, looking up at the ceiling. She was to excited to actually sleep, tomorrow she was going to become a shinigami. Well after the whole training in school that is. She sighed in happiness then her smile faded again as she stared blankly out the open window and thought to herself, “I will find you, whoever you are.”

With that Jessymoto closed her eyes, and drifted off into sleep. About 3 hours later, she awoke with sharp eyes at hearing someone scream. She jumped off the bed and ran out of her room to her parent’s room.

“Mama?! Papa?!? Are you guys alright!”

At hearing no response from the either one of them Jessymoto opened the door only to see them both lying in a pool of blood on the floor. Her eyes widen at the sight and she noticed the man standing above them. She turned the lights on fast and the man jumped. He turned to her and drew a small blade.

She ran to her parents and checked them both. They both were dead, sliced in the throat while they slept. She stood up firm and tall, knowing the assassin was right behind her. At the first movement he made towards her, she crouched down and swung her leg, making him fall off balance and land on the floor. She put a foot to his chest and held his own blade against his neck.

“Why?” Jessymoto asked with heavy, sad eyes, and a low tone, “why did you murder them? What have they ever done to anyone?”

She held the blade closer to the man’s throat before he spoke, “they were seeking peace in our district, they wanted us to clean up the mess around the area. We own that town, we don’t need old geezer’s telling us what to do. So we got rid of the problem, its that simple”

“Ohh I see, its that simple eh? Well this is quite simple too…”

In a rage, Jessymoto swung her fist at the man’s neck, hitting a nerve so he couldn’t breathe. She then karate chopped a point in the back of his neck that put him to sleep.

“An eye for an eye. Have a good nap…”

Jessymoto grabbed her suitcase and headed out the door towards the academy. She stopped half way down the street and looked back, a tear strolling down her cheek.

“I love you mama…papa….goodbye…”