Name: Kaguya, Jojo

Alias: The Rose

Age: 342

Visual Age: 22

Gender: Female

Division: 3

Rank: Lieutenant


Appearance: Jojo has a thin smooth face with soft skin. The skin is elegantly smoothed out and not completely horrid with the age that Jojo has, in all efforts her skin is actually younger than what her actual visual age should be. The single pink colored scar that runs down the edge of her temple and down towards her neck revolves around a story. Coincidentally at the time the scar was used and formed, she had only been a normal soul and not anything different. Later on that same scar attracted the attention of that same soul reaper who gave it whom she killed that day as a hollow. Jojo's cheeks are average in muscle tone and confined skin. Following the cheeks and the scar will both display the way her cheeks can blush at different times. When blushing, the cheeks will revolve to show lightened shades of red and darkened shades of pink. Making her cheeks reveal more to a story than she would like. The cheeks would normally be a flushed expression color that is not seen very often in a normal person, then again Jojo has never been a normal person.

The soul's lips are plush with the girl's light shade of pink. Normally lined upwards with a smile that can be defined as demonic care. Demonic care for punishment can arise even when one is smiling and as such this is an instance where she always smiles like that. Yet when not smiling and in the office her bored expression is just the strait line that does not curve up nor down at all. When frowning this can only be seen as a disappointed look from one of such charismatic fortitude. Jojo's eyes are keen with golden tints. Though her pupils are oddly large for dilation as far as the science is concerned. A darkening of the pupil's colors can be equally frightening when seen as the anger fills in her face. Jojo's eyes are always gleaming around and searching for something to lay eyeful prey to. Her eyes are only the beginning though when she decides to actually sleep in the night and go out in the day because you can barely see her pupils at all.

Jojo's hair is green and straightened out to a nice glistening form. Her hair goes straight down to her butt detailing that it is long. Her hair has naturally been cut only once. Also having been treated plenty of times with small time trims here and there. Her green hair is unnatural on many occasions by color alone. Only when called in for meeting one of the lower clan houses, or when called in to see a captain of whom is not her own, will she put her hair up in a bun and decorate it with feathers in a traditional Native American fashion. Her figure is very feminine in admiration to most boy fantasies. Her breast are over average with the bulbous size of D-cup. Her thin gut line comes from her small weight and tall height. She has long shaved legs that remain that way due to the painful waxing. Her skin tone is naturally tanned white to which you'd see of the Native American skin tone. The skin complexion in general is equal to that of a mother's.

Through this, her figure is seen as a beauty that cannot be taken or had. Upon becoming a soul reaper she wears the normal gown, unless she is visiting a formal occasion, in which she goes without much else to use for other types of clothing but her hair goes into a decorative state. Jojo's family scroll was lost when she died as an Arrancar so now it is left in the ruin of dust and ash. This being the average and everyday appearance she has used and will always use. She also wears her zanpakuto alongside her left hip.

Her custom shinigami gown decoratively reveals her tattoo along her back even when her gown is not off. The gown is sleeveless however it is alright to assume that she does not care much for showing off her skin. Along with this are the marks that look like blackened burns along her arms that could most likely be called from melted chains. There is little reason to why these tattoos are on her body though; however, it is simply just a tattoo along each arm that matching burn marks in looks but not texture since her skin is still just as smooth. There are two more tattoos on her body and it resides on her forehead which glows, there isn't anything more special about it other than the glowing, when her spiritual pressure flares up to hostile levels. The tattoo is primarily red to begin within the shape of a "V". Jojo has a few scars here and there and those include the tattoo marking across her back as well. She also has a crimson dragon tattoo on her back facing upward. The dragon covers most of her back with its wings and tail. The dragon was made from blood ink that has long past dried over.


Personality: Following a twelve point code of conduct she normally can only see the result and the distance between can only be used by certain paths. The code deals with obedience and trust but also the bravery and friendly help she can give to people. It may just be these traits that bring about her flaws as well as her reasonably awkward zanpakuto. She is a vineyard of not just livelihood but the release of knowledge and power as well. Personally she sees conflict as not a problem but a good criticism theory that dockets ones opinion into the massive pool of civilization. She however feels strongly about many things as such to the degree of knocking herself out time and time so she doesn't attempt murdering the agitation. One is the free loader. This kind of person whom uses up resources and gives nothing back deserves nothing but due to her duties she is more often than not forced to reconcile with this. Third is the petty crimes that humans do to each just to make mincemeat for their next meal. She has changed many times but yes she does have some small fluke about her that can't be fixed until of late in years and experience.

Some of Jojo's worst topics of discussion insist on destroying those not equipped with something they may use to defend themselves. War is never her favourite option as she despises such measures as she would merely fight to end it as soon as possible. She likes to cave, swim, hike, and kiss. That would be the oddest bit of her is that she will kiss the most random people that could be seen. Even though she swears she is strait and only likes guys she will kiss girls at random. She has only this one persona that cannot do much with aside from defend. She is the absolute defence in this. She lives to protect her fellow souls’ lives but not to follow its standards of living most often. She is often seen as a heretic or pessimistic and at times a masochist. She is many things while living the life to protect those she cannot stand to see harmed.

Jojo does not appreciate harsh amounts of tone and anger with people being short to her. Short as in angry, questioning, etc. She is flawed in the aspect that she has personally hated her family and due to this has made them pay the final price. This still haunts her in her nightmares so another thing she does not like is nightmares either. One thing she will never get to accept is persons whom kill without question or motive. She has trained more than her physical self these past few years. Her training exceeded even the highest of expectations of her own self. She has learned much and that shows her dedication to her life's goal. Her life goal being the protectionist of Hueco Mundo. To become an "angel of the night" in a sense. With this dream she can protect anyone within her site and that is what leads her on.

Now with that aside, Jojo has plotted her life's course to be what can be equivalent to a legacy. To live the legacy of those who died under her un-knowledge-able hand while she was dead. By getting into her way they died at the hands of the shinigami and for that she must live their lives and dreams for them. Carrying more burdens upon her shoulders as they are resembled by the jade necklace around her neck. This would help her to the best of abilities within her dreams and goals. Manipulating herself to the fullest extent. With all this said there is the one thing she doesn’t understand at all. The cause of her death in the past, the reason she has this personality, or even the retained memory of those who died. Yet as far as she knows there is a big gap in her memory and she wonders why. Was it because she was a beast and if so does she even want the memory to become undone. The seal upon her mind is set and she may never know her past but there may be a trigger somewhere in the world as to unlock her memories… This is an unknown if not an impossibility at the same time.

♱Likes: Surprise? It is one of the many things she likes to happen, though she doesn't appreciate being the target to it she likes being the one to advocate it. Another surprise, not really it is just that she loves the thought of dying with ice. She would die with ice if her decision was such but she also sees the beauty behind the frozen water. Graveyards for they hold ancestral history and other enjoyable histories that she loves to know she remembers. Practice; as in, loving the one thing she knows is her most futile weak point. She knows her attempts at face to face battles is an immediate danger until she trains effectively.
♱Dislikes: Masquitos: come on, they're blood sucking bugs that remind her of vampires, Why wouldn't she hate them? Spiders: Another kind of blood sucking pest. Same reason why she hates masquitos she hates all blood suckers. Unlike her others dislikes she hates it when people talk so big then go and get hurt because they think they are totally impossible to be harmed.


History:
Jojo’s Age: 0 - 9
The story of Jojo Shey's life is one of hardship, as is the life of any Spartan offspring. Jojo was born in a small bungalow in the world of the living, and her mother died giving birth to her. Her father, devastated by the loss, could all but look upon Jojo for three days and nights. When finally he did look upon the face of his child, the only remaining part of his dearly beloved, he was met with a smile and he wept, not for his wife, but for his daughter whom he named Jojo, the name his wife wished to give their child. For a while after, Jojo and her father were allowed to stay in the village that her mother had died in. They gave her all of the proper funeral rights that they could, but they were a poor village so a proper headstone could not be bought for her. Instead, a wooden cross adorn with her clothing was used instead. It was never to be moved, a constant reminder of what life will do at times.

Jojo's father had to be very secretive about who they were, for he knew that because of his history and heritage and fame they would be run out of the village, but he simply couldn't bare the thought of having his daughter die out in the snow. The only reason they were in the area was because they had been run out of the village they were in before. Someone had found out that he and his pregnant wife were of the Spartan heritage and were chased half way across the sea, left to drift until they reached what is known today as Japan. At that time, Jojo's mother was almost in labor and was in need of medical assistance as soon as possible. That is what brought them to that village as Jojo was being born. But now that she was born, Jojo's father was afraid that the villagers would scorn them for being Spartans and chase them away if they did not leave immediately, even if Jojo was but a newborn. So, to keep themselves safe, Jojo's father would stray away from anyone who wanted to know of their heritage, changing the subject or simply ignoring that bit of conversation when it came to that.

For the first years of Jojo's life, she and her father lived in and around that village, Jojo always shy and curious, her father always fearful of people discovering who they were. When the time came that Jojo could walk on her own everywhere she went, she and her father left the village that had been so kind to strangers without even knowing their names. Her father wrapped their feet in traveling cloth and they were on their way. Once, Jojo had asked her father why they didn't wear shoes like everyone else. Her father had explained that shoes were restricting on the body, that one couldn't feel the freedom of the land if they could not feel the land itself. Jojo thought that this made sense and brought the subject up no more.

Jojo’s Age: 10 - 19
For a long while, Jojo and her father traveled on foot through the lands, trying to get to the edge of the land to find a port that could take them to warmer land. As they traveled, Jojo's father taught her of their heritage and why it was so important that no one knew who they truly were. He taught her their origins, fighting styles, and history, but more than that he taught Jojo why they were the only ones of their sect in sight. He taught Jojo how when he was a younger man he had gone against the ideas of his own father and his father had sent him away. Jojo didn't quite understand why her father had been sent away, because in Jojo's eyes he was a kind and loving father. Eventually on the travels Jojo caught a disease and started to die. Allowing her father to kill her instead she was allowed to fight to the death, a custom of the heritage they kept sacred for so long. Jojo accepted and began to fight. Already over power she died but not until having cut a long deep gash through the back of her father.

Jojo’s Age: 19 - 83
Her father's life was what chained her to the world of the living. Not an inanimate object but an actual human and now Jojo merely kept her efforts as high as possible as she trained as a spirit in the ways of the Spartan until finally a Hollow attacked her and she became a hollow. To feed on the weaker humans and hollows alike was the goal she had. Jojo had unjustly killed her fair share of hollows and breeds of all of them. Becoming a menos at a time and attacking in bulk she did all that was necessary to kill and feed. To fill that insatiable hunger that so elegantly kept her steady as it may be. She was a killer as her Venus-Flytrap like body came into being as she became an adjuncha's class Hollow. Blades about the body and even taking down a lieutenant-class soul reaper of one of the gotei thirteen squads. She so elegantly loved that meal as its nutritional values filled her for the next few weeks. This would not stop nor end as she transformed yet again as her body illuminated into an even higher class of hollow. This class was one thing that undoubtedly kept her awake and past any hour of her life.

Jojo’s Age: 84 - 176
Never keeping track to the number of kills she made, she made sure to count this year though for it was the competition to see who would become one of the more powerful Arrancar; and whom better than female Arrancar. She would smile and fight away the greenhorns and she so elegantly kept her life as it was and no doubt in her mind her she goes again. The blood flooding the sky, the reiatsu disappearing, the body count rising as she kept herself in total and utter control through the fight. Being the last to fight, as she was now the one to attack and take down the last of all these greenhorns. Now, however, Jojo had the best to do. Later she would assign herself below the ranks of the Espada serving below a gentle and kind Espada. To her he was gentle and kind for being the sixth Espada.

While she was merely a fraccion she found herself enjoying her life. Years passed, and her anger was still there and her body fully and unconventionally yearned for more. It brought her a thrill of a challenge during the hunts to find rogue Arrancar who were fleeing their ranks. Or even when venturing into Gillian forest just to train and murder some menos grande. It was all games and fun to her while she wished to continue on and take as much power as she can. Doing all she can when she can. It was endless fun for her and so, inevitably, she found a way to say that she was absolutely fascinated and that was the mastery of her resureccion. A blade designed to be just like that of her Venus-Flytrap self back in her days as a hollow.

Jojo’s Age: 177 - 209
Jojo was a brute and fought to gain rank and experience through the ages as her body fought on and up the ladder of the ranks and kept going on and on and on until finally fighting three Ex-Espada which also happened to include an Espada of the new generation with them. Within their own circle just of fighting, just to see which of them were stronger, she fought admirably. Fighting them alone was the easiest of all of the fights to perform. As she would undoubtedly be the one to win soon as she kept her fighting at bear minimum effort. Eventually she even went and did her maximum amount of power and attacked with that alone as she fully utilized the powers of resureccion and sword styles to take someone out. She was and is the strongest woman of the Espada and now is stronger than most any men of the worlds and realms of the living and dead. She targets those who do things that interfere with her vision and now nothing and no-one is safe from her and her wrath.

Jojo’s Age: 209 - 210
The chapter of her life as an Espada is over. Along the way she had found a love in a Viazard known as Alexios but that memory is wasted, gone forever as it now resides within the realm of sealed memories. With the death of Travis, she had chosen to go to Soul Society and aim to destroy the Shinigami who targeted and had her kill one of her own. This fight though was preordained and her attack futile as she lost her life and never was able to complete the revenge, upon which she had killed a captain and his lieutenant in her search. Her soul was purified from her death by the fifth squad’s Kido Corp and her body had laid there on the ground asleep in a passive phase as the hollow hole covered itself. The clothing becoming that of traditional Japan where she would also have her zanpakuto disappear.

Jojo’s Age: 211 - 250
Jojo became a soul and her story starts upon the call to become one of the sub-royal clan’s women of the Shey, or rather a servant to them by the given name of Jojo Kaguya. She herself trained effortlessly and sure enough it only took a small while to eventually become the head mistress of the clan along with being admitted into the Shinigami Academy. While in the academy she performed well in all areas of expertise, being very well rounded in almost all areas of expertise. Her abilities with spiritual pressure were exceedingly rare for one of her aptitude while at the same time she had wound up being exceedingly good in her spiritualism and hand to hand combat. Her speed skills could be properly said as lacking in most terms though at the same time her skills with accordance to speed can be recognizably well put as well.

Classes continued on and it so happened to be that her life as a soul reaper continued on with a fresh thoughtfulness and without any hesitancy in time. She would find life as a soul reaper student properly challenging. She absolutely enjoyed it, it was a thrill to her no matter what happened. Jojo would always be at that academy, even after hours, just to continue learning new and better things. Perfecting her sword skill with the zanpakuto handed to her by her clan. The sword’s weight begged something from her mind but she knew not of what it was. Her whole mental process lingered on the insane with this blade. Mixing an acupuncture style martial arts with a thrusting pierce style of her own zanpakuto. Both of which happen to value each other and linger upon their design of attacking through the lower half of the body.

It is fair to assume she went through this academy multiple times whether to pass information on or to contain and keep it. She merely enjoyed it so very much that what felt like just ten years was actually forty years inevitably. Jojo still learned much and her clan name was spreading like wildfire within its very view of the assessment. She enjoyed it to the advanced point of view and along with that she would go on with the same enjoyment as the end of every year for forty years strait, she assisted in the mop up of hollows as a final test with Shinigami. She provided medical aid with minor kido she learned among other things. She finally permitted herself to moving on into a squad.

Jojo Age: 250 - 342
Jojo would be one who achieved Shikai with little effort that seemed to be the same for most prodigies. She being this way, she soon found her old mentality seeping in the cracks and sure enough, her skills lied in her. She petitioned to be a squad four member and from there she evidently found her passion and skills of training medical kido among the other styles. Due to the gentle nature, she has discovered herself with the nickname Rose that the squad gave her in a reverent manner. She would be trained to become a medical specialist after just forty years of being advance medical aid for what she thought was minor in comparison to what she normally did.

After a course of twelve years she mastered Shikai and happened to find the greatest hope for training into the next release as well. Her abilities continued with great skill and joy from her own self as she would find it within herself to train kido to extremes and pursue a mastery over her own spiritual pressure. Then after eighty some years she changed squads from the medical corp to the third squad. Her nickname stuck with her though even though she had switched squads to where she is a mere member until achieving any recognizable rank, so her story continues on from this point on. Her days in the war were simple, she was a part of the relief squad prior to changing over out of the medical corp. Could more than likely be said that she was equally blessed as she would find herself in a squad that appreciated her being around.

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