Age: Unknown! Probably a few centuries or so, looks maybe in his mid to late 20's, though it's hard to tell.
Height: 202 cm (6' 7½")
Weight: 90 kg (198lbs)
Medical Info: Dead! Otherwise very fit and generally extremely tough. He can take a beating.
Eyes: ...uh, black, maybe? I dunno.
Hair: Black
Physical traits: Has a nice big scar down the left side of his face all the way from the top of the forehead to the chin. Also always wears an eyepatch over his right eye and bells at the tips of his spiked hair. :D
What's Okay To Mention Around Him: Juuust about anything's fine. I doubt he'd even understand the whole being fictional thing, and he lacks trauma buttons. Only thing is probably stay away from spoilers and such. Oh, and if you show/tell him about porn of Yachiru? HE WILL CUT YOU. Just sayin'.
Abilities: Shinigami! That said, uh. He has a reputation for being the toughest fighter amongst the shinigami. Probably not quite as powerful as, say, Yamamoto, but he's definitely up there. Can take ridiculous damage and keep fighting like it's nothing, inhumanly fast/strong/etc. However he has absolutely NO ability at kidou or any of those things and generally fails where spiritual powers are concerned (i.e. he can't sense squat).
Notes for the Psychics: Kenpachi is an open book! However there's really not much to see there. Mostly just obsession with fighting and finding strong opponents and if you dig a bit some thoughts on Yachiru, but. Noooot much of particular interest/importance, an intellect Kenpachi is most decidedly not. :D
Can I shapeshift/bodyswap/spit at/step on/etc?: Sure!
Maim/Murder/Death: :D :D :D DO I EVEN NEED TO ANSWER THIS?
Anyway. Picking fights/maiming is always a go, though be warned he WILL gleefully fight back. Killing, uh. Talk to me first, 'cause Kenpachi's nooot very likely to save unless it's by sheer accident or something, so.
Emo, Angst, Drama: Kenpachi has no emo and is too retarded to really care, so. Throw at him what you please. |D
Cooking: WELL ACTUALLY seeing as he lived on his own in Rukongai for who knows how many years he probably has a basic grasp. Where "basic" equals something like starting a fire and sticking things in until they're just burned enough to be mostly edible, err.