Matsumara, Kasumi - Shingami (Finished)

[Kasumi Matsumara]

Shinigami

"Who are you...?"

Name: Matsumara, Kasumi
Age: 249 (appears 21)
Gender: Female
Height & Weight: Kasumi stands at 5’5” (165.1 cm) tall and weighs 140 pounds (63.6 kg).
Eye & Hair Color: She has flowing brown hair that sometimes sparkle in the sun’s rays with some kind of untold, mystical allure to it. However, what bring her look all together are her breathtaking eyes. They are in a light hue of blue that glistens often in any kind of lighting to complete the facial look.

"I define who I am!"

Appearance: Like majority of women in Seireitei, Kasumi cares a good deal about the way she looks and presents herself. It comes as no surprise when her long, flowing brown hair is seen sparkling in the sun's rays with some kind of untold, mystical allure to it. However, what brings her look all together is her breath taking eyes. Her eyes are a light blue hue that glistens often in any kind of lighting to complete the look.

In terms of body shape, Kasumi is voluptuous and is damn proud of it. Her bust size is larger than the average female. Though her skin is tanned, It has a soft feel to it. Her body figure curves in at just the right places, giving her the hourglass shape most women wished they obtain and men crave to touch. As for the rest of her body, Kasumi is rather fit but then again spirits do not seem to gain or lose weight in the same way that humans do. When it comes to clothing, she dons the conventional shihakushou with no noticeable alterations. She lets her zanpakutou rest on her left side of her hip. She has her name in kanji symbols with the cherry blossom flowers surrounding it tattooed over her lower back (tramp stamp) area.

"... And my actions define me!"

Personality Traits: Kasumi is compassionate person outside the realm of combat. She has a deep sense of loyalty and duty to her comrades. She offers hope to others and is courageous enough to sacrifice her own life to save a friend and comrade. Besides her brutish nature, the brunette is one intelligent lady. Thanks to her love of books, she is quite knowledgeable in in the world of language as a linguist. Besides her native language (Japanese), she can speak English, Italian, French, Spanish and Latin. Kasumi will take action quickly when the time calls for it. Kasumi is a woman of action, but she knows the difference from a uselessly rushing into battle and thinking out a plan. She can quickly determine the proper action in most combat situations. She loves to compete, as she wants to excel over her peers. Kasumi seeks to show the fellas that looks down at her that she can kick some ass and then some in the battlefield. The young woman can use either hand to wield her blade without an issue even though she still prefer to use it with her right hand.

When someone disrespects her or division, she’ll have no problem chewing them out when she deems it necessary. Kasumi will even utter some derogatory words from time to voice her resentment. She may at times refuse to leave the battlefield when the situation calls for it. In eyes, running from running from a fight is looked upon as cowardly. People who are apathetic or don’t stand for anything irks her greatly. The brunette can be critical to people from time to time, especially those don’t stand or fight for what they believe in. Kasumi is one sexy Soul Reaper and when she sees someone who’s attractive, she will try to push the envelope and be flirtatious. This is due to her nature working as prostitute during her time in Rukongai. She’ll even leave out hints to show off her sensuality, almost to the point on hitting on them. It often times get her in serious hot water. Due to life Rukongai, Kasumi often prefers to keep her past to herself. This can cause others to avoid her. She doesn’t mind speaking on any other topics, but her life in Rukongai is explicitly off limits unless she trusts the person wholeheartedly.

"You caught me in a Mono-log!"

Additional information: While on off-duty, Kasumi loves to do calligraphy. She has been doing this since she was a prostitute under the guidance of Madam Fumiko. She also reads romantic novels, especially of the erotic nature that it contains.

"You will be punished!"

Zanpakuto Spirit & Inner World: Tenzansatsu (lit. Heavenly Massacre) is a direct reflection of Kasumi’s innermost being both physically and metaphorically. She is the embodiment of the young woman’s concealed emotions, the two prominent traits being his insurmountable arrogance and unquenchable lust for power. The spirit looks exactly like Kasumi albeit with a few major differences. She wears nothing but an ankle length hakama, which appears to be made up of jet-black, never-ending flames. She’s a bit more muscular than the swordswoman and her scars are more noticeable from afar. What perhaps sets her apart from her user the most is her extremely long hair, which reaches all the way down to the knees.

An endless horizon at first. Crimson clouds of varying contrasts fill the realm and serve as its ground. The golden sepia skies, though forever clear, are gifted with an enormous black sigil. All around, dead, decayed, and thin trees fill make up the landscape. Their leafless branches, though appearing dull, are as sharp as any blade. Near each and every single tree’s base is a half-buried katana just as rotten and corroded as the plant itself. In the middle of the entire dimension is a grand, imperious throne made up of the most illustrious and beautiful of crystals.

Sealed Zanpakuto: Shaped as a regular katana, it sports a glossy black scabbard embellished with a silver band around its opening. The guard is of an elliptical shape, hued in lustrous gray. Her zanpakutou’s hilt is wrapped in a firm, midnight black cord while the bottom of its buttcap dons an intricately carved dragon’s head.

Shikai Zanpakuto: The sword is immediately bathed in a purple blanket of reiatsu. Its overall appearance remains the same, albeit growing longer from just a simple katana to that of a full-blown nodachi, if not a tad bit longer. The entirety of the sword’s blade is now bathed in an abysmal shade of black, accompanied with a faint purple outline surrounding its sharpened edges and tip. Each swing with it causes a faint, yet still noticeable whispering from its edge, reminiscent of someone ‘praying.’ The release phrase is “Scream.”

Shikai Ability: The spirit of Tenzansatsu, prefers direct and instantaneous results over psychological and morale-crushing initiatives. Hence, it does not choose to dabble with petty abilities like increasing the amount of pain its victim feels. Instead, its killing capacity is spiked upon awakening. Once released, Kasumi can pay a fine of her stamina per turn to drastically increase the cutting capabilities of her blade. Although doing nothing to enhance her proficiency in Zanjutsu, the overall sharpness of the sword heightens, allowing it to slice through most targets easier and cleaner.

"Are you the one from my past?"

Background:

Life as a Human

Kasumi was born into the world in Kyoto, Japan on May 1st, 1790. Sadly, her mother died after she gave childbirth. As a young child, Kasumi was full of life and quite girly. She loved the sea in particular. She made her father, Makoto, happy when she was presented as a future bride for people he wished to associate with business-wise after her 18th birthday. Her big brother, Ryo, acted as her only true family who truly cared about her well-being. He enjoyed making the young girl smile.

Her father’s death was the second tragedy to hit her young life. When she was 19 years old, he died a most unfortunate and cruelest of ways. Three weeks after he married his second wife, the woman poisoned his drink heavily. It hit the young brunette hard, losing a family member and spent her days ignoring social events to instead repair an old rowing boat that bobbed in the lake near her home. Two years later Ryo was the head of the family, but pride turned into heartache when he found out the news of his little sister’s death. She drowned in the water that she had loved so much. Kasumi repaired the boat wonderfully but it was older than she thought. A sudden gust of wind had caused the boat to tip over, its rotten wooden planks bearing no challenge for the sudden gust of wind and not being able to swim well. The young woman struggled towards the bank and failed. She then appeared in Soul Society with no knowledge of her sad demise.

Life in Rukongai

When she woke up from her slumber, the brunette found herself living in 69th Rukon district. During her two-hundred-plus years as a soul, she grew up living an area where criminal activity, violence and prostitution were the norm. She was taken in by a woman named Madam Fumiko and worked as a prostitute. During first one hundred years, the amethyst-eyed woman worked at a brothel called Lost Paradise. Despite her questionable occupation, she often found herself protecting and defending those who were not able to survive on their own without assistance. Kasumi often times found herself near death’s door on more than one occasion for helping those in need.

As time went on, she grew weak from hunger and would wake up at night after suffering terrible nightmares. She was scared to tell her madam what was happening because she did not want to be a burden to the woman she respected so much or the girls she worked with because life was hard enough for everyone as it was. One day as Kasumi went searching for food, she came across a small group of street thugs beating up a defenseless man who refused to give them money. Kasumi rushed in to defend the man, but because of her weakness from hunger and lacking proper sleep, she nearly got her herself killed.

When she awoke there where three men began approaching her, both wearing sadistic expressions. She tried to run away from them, but they quickly caught her, and began tearing at her clothing with lust radiating from them. Kasumi opened her mouth to let an ear-piercing scream and ran. The two men clutched their ears and she sprinted away. When the men had recovered, they chased after her again, catching her easily. This time, however, they placed their hands over her mouth as she was petrified with pain and fear. Their sadistic smiles curved even more from that sight.

With no warning, Kasumi’s body of turned around to face the dirt as the first man slammed down his head, forcing the brunette to bend over. Blood trickled down from her forehead, along with the tears that mixed in. Her legs buckled, and her bare feet being cut by the sharp shards on the street. While the other two men got the vulnerable whore on all fours, took out his dirty manhood and positioned himself for few seconds of pleasure. Before she could comprehend what was about to happen, the first man slammed himself deep inside the whore’s vagina.

The perverted man was hard and rough in his approach of sexual intercourse, making Kasumi feel every single pronounced thrust. She felt her thighs bruising from the impact, a testament of the man’s strength he had over her. She cried every name she knew from the whorehouse, hoping some kind soul would answer her desperate plea. Repeating her cries to the man to stop and slow, knowing that she’d rip if this torment continued. The man grinned and grunted; pushing through the whore’s unyielding body until his sinister intent was sated. The poor woman was covered with his dirty semen on her hourglass body in various places. After he was done, the man ordered his two friends to have fun with the brunette prostitute for which they did without a second thought. Being violated repeatedly was hundred times worse than death and she wished for such release now.

Before they could go another round, a female shinigami appeared out of nowhere and cut them down. Kasumi asked for her savior’s name, and she introduced herself as Ritsuko. After the Soul Reaper observed how fast Kasumi ate the food given, the blond asked her how long she had ever been hungry. The young woman began to learn why she had constant pain in her stomach. She had necessary reiatsu to become a shinigami. The Soul Reaper asked the blue-eyed woman if would like to attend the Shnigami Academy. She nodded slowly, and Ritsuko took her to Seireitei. It pained her to leave her ‘madam’ and ‘sisters’ behind, but her ambitious nature won out. She knew in her heart that she needed to do this. Eventually Kasumi was accepted into the academy and began to make something better of herself rather than living the rest of her life as a whore in Rukongai.

Days in the Academy

While she did well utilizing her speed, the skills in kidou were left to be desired. Despite knowing the demon arts at an early basic level, she didn’t advance farther than that due to difficulties concentrating on higher level spells. She found herself to excel at swordsmanship; at first however there was a noted aggression in her furious stabs and slices but then after years of refining it, she was commended for being able to fight for five minutes without allowing her opponent to get in a single hit. Something which she incredibly proud of but keeps her mouth shut about. She completed more than ten missions during the six years. After graduation, she was accepted to the Fifth Division of the Gotei Six.

Life in the Squad Five and Shikai

During her time as an unseated officer of the Fifth Division, she had worked hard enough on her missions, completing around fifteen to gain her very first promotion after six months of good standing in the division. The mission gained her this seat troubled her. She had been sent on a simple observation mission, the one that sent her to Karakura Town, a major hotbed of soul activity. She ended up meeting bulk load of dead souls and having to defend them and from several hollows that appeared as she tried to perform soul burials. Left alone to fight them, she at first showed expected signs of being scared. However, she realized at that time, the mission criteria should not interfere with her ultimate duty, which was to guide souls to the afterlife and protect humans from danger. She well in the early going but the number’s game caught up with her and she was on the verge of being devoured.

It was the first time that she met her Zanpakutou spirit and it was eerie to say the least. The experience was unlike anything Kasumi had ever known. Her partner demanded to wield the blade correctly and at her fullest potential the know suffering and death as she did. For what seem like weeks to Kasumi she was stabbed, burned, broken, beaten, maimed, tortured and brutalized. Surprisingly, each action turned out to be an illusion as a test. It was at the end of trial run and Kasumi found out the name of her partner: Tenzansatsu.

Once she was returned to the human world, Kasumi cut up the oncoming hollow who was about to eat her for lunch. Her newfound power gave the Soul Reaper the resolve to overcome perilous odds. She defeated the hordes easily before passing out on the ground from the adrenaline rush. A few days later, the brunette found herself lying on the bed in a hospital to recover her injuries. Once she returned to Squad Five, the voluptuous swordsman got her second promotion.


RP Sample:

Roleplaying Sample: It was a simple nightmare, but it was enough to cause Kasumi to force herself awake. Even a nightmare where she was gang raped by hordes of men was too painful. It had been decades and another lifetime, but the Soul Reaper still couldn’t forgive herself for what had happened. She sat up and ran her fingers through her hair. Her hand was snared by a knot and she could feel an oily buildup coating the length of her hair. After a moment, she stood up and walked to the back of her room. Smiling and letting her thoughts go, she sat down and dropped her hair into a freezing bucket of water she had filled the night before. She picked up a bar of rose scented soap she had acquired secretly from the human world and began to scrub. She focused intently on this, forcing her mind to stop thinking about her dreams.

A couple minutes later the ritual was complete, and Kasumi felt clean and relieved. She picked up the bucket and her zanpakutou and walked into the woods out back. She emptied the bucket of water, pouring it on the ground and walked up to the nearby well. Eventually the female shinigami left the full bucket at the well and wandered deeper into the woods. The moon was particularly bright this night and as she walked she thought of nothing, instead watching the trees blow in the strong winds.

After nearly an hour of walking Kasumi left the forest and entered a clearing. The moon illuminated the hilltop more clearly than she had ever seen before. It had become her tradition, once a week to come to this hilltop to practice training exercises her mentor had taught her. She set her zanpakutou at her feet and slid out of her nightgown. The swordswoman stepped into the middle of the clearing clutching her blade and closed her eyes.

Kasumi took control of her breathing and began to meditate, clearing her mind. She let the thoughts of bad memories slip away, and quickly purged her mind of the thoughts of her brother and mother. Once the brunette felt mentally at peace she unsheathed her zanpakutou. She began to move the sword through the air twisting her body with fluidity. As she stabbed and sliced she tried to focus on the zanpakutou, trying to communicate with it. She knew she was not nearly ready for it to manifest, but she tried as she did every night she was here. It allowed her to think of nothing but the blade.

As the naked woman danced through the night air on the hill, she let the ritual consume her. She jumped and twirled without hesitation, the light of the moon reflecting off her blade.

Kasumi’s heartbeat quickened as a figure moved into the clearing directly to her right. Her eyes shifted toward it, but she maintained her movements. As it moved closer the naked woman’s movements twisted her so she directly faced it. Nearly five feet away from her stood a man who looked in his late twenties with short tidy hair and a zanpakutou on his hip. Kasumi couldn’t help but hold back a smile as her light blue eyes met with his deep brown ones. He was wearing a shihakushou and looked as though he hadn’t shaved in days.

“Who are you and where are your clothes?” the mysterious man asked. Kasumi couldn’t restrain a laugh.

“That is none of your concern,” the naked woman responded. A noticeable smile appeared on the man’s face, which was quickly followed up by a short chuckle.

“Well then. It appears as though I have no choice but to ask you to leave. You are not permitted to be here.”

“Once I finish, I’ll leave,” Kasumi retorted angrily. The man unsheathed his zanpakutou.

“I’ll ask you one more time before I attack. Would you please leave?”

“So let me get this straight. You’re going to fight me here in the dead of night, while I’m not wearing anything.” Kasumi was on a verge on blowing a fuse if the man continued to push her buttons.

“Yeah, I guess that’s what I’m doing.”

“Well then, I accept,” the woman said with her face remained expressionless, “on one condition.”

“This isn’t the type of fight that you get to choose the conditions,” the man’s eyes narrowed.

She frowned, “I guess we’ll just have to do this your way then.”

Kasumi raised her zanpakutou and pointed it at the man. The two stood illuminated by the moonlight for minutes. A strong gust of wind swept the hill blowing the brunette’s hair up all around her. It was then the man chose to attack. He lunged forward clearly testing her. She swiped her blade to one side parrying the thrust, immediately following it up with he own counter attack. As their blades clashed together again she smiled, it had been a while since the last time she had fought anyone.

As her blade rebounded to the side, she leapt to one side in order to dodge his next attack. She swung her blade once more quickly at the man’s side. The mysterious man was sloppy and blood splattered the nearby grass. The man spun around glaring at Kasumi, clutching his arm with blood running through his fingers. He then ginned and began an incantation.

“Converge light into spaces of darkness. Hadou number four, Byakurai,” he muttered.

A bright light filled her eyes and soon an intense pain shot up Kasumi’s arm. She restrained a cry and charged trying to ignore the pain. His defense was weak, and she didn’t give him a chance to recover. Each slash the defense she encountered was weaker and weaker until once again her blade found blood. This time the man limped away with blood dripping down his leg.

Kasumi looked into the eyes of her combatant which were hard with resolve. Then without warning he shouted out another incantation.

“Hadou number one, Shou.”

Following these words, Kasumi felt a blast of air collide with her chest and the woman toppled to the ground. Despite her awareness of the battle, the blade still plunged deep into her thigh. Instinctively the naked woman slashed at her attacker’s chest. Her zanpakutou clashed with her opponent, and the man still staggered back, his leg injury clearly costing him his balance.

Kasumi took advantage of this stumble and climbed to her feet. The warrior was not given any time to respond though and deflected an attack that narrowly missed her neck. This time the enemy did not let up, but his attacks were easily predicted and the swordswoman had quickly regained her composure. The man’s use of kidou would clearly overpower her if the fight continued much longer. She realized that she would need to finish the fight quickly, while he still thought her of balance, if she had any hope of victory.

The man’s next attack was aimed for Kasumi’s left arm, and the female Soul Reaper decided now was her chance to strike. Keeping with a style she had seen a member of the Fifth Division use she let her attacker plunge his blade into her left arm. She ignored the piercing pain and using her right arm she slashed quickly into the chest of the man. Blood splattered nearby trees and she felt his zanpakutou leave her arm, and she sighed with relief.

The man and woman each staggered away from each other. Kasumi raised her sword to be prepared for another attack, but man clutched his bloody chest and lowered his. Realizing now was her chance to end the battle the naked woman charged. Her attacker had other ideas though. He jumped away, without hesitation turned, and ran into the trees.

Kasumi let him run. This mystery attacker had already given her exactly what she wanted. After making sure he was gone, the victorious woman retrieved her clothes and started walking back.

[Miki Tenshi]

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