[nick / name]: Janine
[e-mail]: sweetpea_1983@yahoo.com
[AIM / messenger]: femb0tt1983
[series]: Bleach
[character]: Sun-Sun
[character history / background]:
Bleach Wiki [character abilities]:
Cero;; A blast of concentrated spiritual energy that is fired at the target. For Sun-Sun she fires it from her left hand.
Sonído;; The Arrancar equivalent of flash step, where one may move at extreme speeds over a vast distance.
Zanpakutou;; Anaconda
Resurrección;; Strangle to Death
In her Resurrección form, she looks like a naga, which is a half snake half human creature. Her lower half is that of the snake while her upper half remains human in appearance. Other physical changes include the fact that she has three more dots under her left eye so that both eyes now have matching appearances. As well, her mask also grows to extend back and she appears to have an armour-like platting around her frontal section.
Resurreccion Ability:
Snakes: From her sleeves, Sun-Sun produces snakes.
Quimera Parca: Combined with Apache and Mila-Rose, Sun-Sun also has another technique called Quimera Parca. Each of the three pulls off their left arm. These arms are then combined to form a new creature. This creature is strong, large and towers over most shinigami. It has a deer skull for a head and a massive muscular torso. It also has a long black mane, fuzzy deer looking legs, and a serpent's tail. It is called "Allon", and it does not listen to their instructions. Allon’s abilities are enhanced strength, enhanced speed and a powerful cero that can take out a Lieutenant.
Without Mila-Rose and Apache, this particular ability is null.
[character personality]:
Out of the three Fracción of Harribel, Sun-Sun is perhaps the most quiet, self-possessed and mature, or so it seems. She does not appear as outspoken as Mila-Rose or Apache, but she will tell the other two to stop their arguing, as they often do quarrel with each other, whether or not the situation is good for it. Sun-Sun is the type of Arrancar who judges the situation first and does not simply rush into it. Her temper is not quick, and she is able to gauge the enemy fairly well, not falling for any obvious tricks that they might throw her way. That being said, she is obviously not above trying to bite off more than she can chew and thus died because of it. In a way, she is the hardest of the three to read for her expression is often non-revealing and concealed behind her sleeve. She is fiercely loyal to Harribel, wanting to do anything that she can to help her, and in turn she is also loyal to Aizen.
Sun-Sun is often the one to break up Apache and Mila-Rose when they start fighting, for she thinks that it makes them look stupid and weak in front of the enemy, and she will also scold them for their angry replies. Although Sun-Sun, Apache and Mila-Rose do argue and bicker often, Sun-Sun does actually care for her fellow Fracción. She is usually the silent one, only throwing in a word when needed, and often giving a slightly snide comment of telling the other two to not drag her into their messes. She doesn't like it when they act beneath what they should, for they are representing Harribel, and being disgraceful is not an option. At times she is the voice of reason, especially for Apache who can be quite like a child at times. Yet, at the same time, Sun-Sun is known for egging them on as she breaks them apart by calling them names such as stupid. She can be rather snide and snobby, looking over at them from beneath the fringe of her hair with her hand covering her mouth.
[point in timeline you're picking your character from]: Chapter 335; prior to tearing her arm off.
[third person / log sample]:
There was, if anything, a look that could be called bland distaste in her pale eyes as she stared out across the sky to their enemies. Like usual, her sleeve was before her face, blocking her mouth from anyone looking at her. It might seem like a coy or demure expression on her part, but her reasoning for doing it was anything but. Silent and reserved by nature to begin with, especially when juxtaposed against her other two Fracción members, she could have been some statue sculptured from clay and left to sit there like a sentinel guarding against the world. Those eyes though held a calculating look in them though, for while Apache and Mila-Rose might rant and rave, Sun-Sun watched.
They were a triad, though in ways that people could not understand. Three beings who did not seem to fit together, but ultimately were each a part of a puzzle. Incompleteness was driven into their core, for there was always an eternal and unquenchable hunger to devour other souls to fill the void caused by their descent, and in one small tiny way, they could form together to create something complete.
They had arrived here not too long ago, following the orders that Aizen-sama had given, and where Harribel ordered, they would go. One of three members of Harribel’s Fracción, Sun-Sun would consider herself to be the most self-possessed and intelligent. Mila-Rose and Apache really were like children sometimes, and it was Sun-Sun who had to point out the obvious to them. While such things as not touching something if you didn’t know what it was and don’t just run into a fight might seem obvious to her, the actions of the other two left much to be desired. She had already needed to trip Apache as she had bound toward the buxom lieutenant’s attack and had pointed out that their bickering was playing right into her hand.
Anyway, the only one allowed to get the two of them riled up was Sun-Sun. It was fairly easy anyway. One merely needed to state something such as 'speaking in loud voices like that just makes you look weaker', or 'I know you can't help being stupid, but can you at least refrain from dragging me into it?' It might seem counter-productive, but she had her reasons for doing it. They might seem like a dysfunctional unit, but they all shared the common cause; serving Harribel.
In many ways she found herself to be like the animal she resembled; found them all to be that way. Mila-Rose was a lioness, prone to hissy fits and lashing out her claws, devouring all that came in her path and Apache was a deer, one to stomp around and be curious, to thrust herself into situations, but Sun-Sun was a snake. She was a predator, one who tended to remain motionless until the time was right before striking and strangling. And when she was ready, she would set upon her target. She was a graceful creature both in her actions and her mannerisms, but there was also darkness there.
Contemplative and private, Sun-Sun rarely showed any outward emotion unless she actually wanted too. She was cunning, working modestly to undermine then strike. It was easy enough to over-look her at times, given the vocal nature of her two companions, but she didn’t mind that one bit. She was always on guard, and more so in this situation. They were in the middle of a war and she was not going to fail Harribel. Sun-Sun considered herself to be conscientious and diligent at her work, especially because of whom they represented.
Despite her earlier words of a chiding nature toward the others, Sun-Sun felt the time was right. One could only learn so much before the point became moot. It was time to allow for Apache's idea. Something would need to be done to these shinigami and then they would be able to turn their attention once more back to Harribel. While some Espada might just treat their Fracción like disposable resources, Harribel was different. She was not a talkative being, but when she spoke, her words were often those of wisdom.
'This is the battle of an Espada in his resurreccion form. It's not unreasonable for you to be frightened. That's your primal fear. Value it.'
Sun-Sun had valued it.
Of course it would be Apache and Mila-Rose who would move first, for that was only natural given their nature to always be in the lead, and Sun-Sun paused a moment, hearing them call out, 'Thrust, Sierva', and 'Devour, Leona.' One last unreadable look was turned toward the enemy, before her own voice, soft from behind her sleeve, spoke out, “Strangle to death, Anaconda.”
The snake was truly poised and ready to truly strike and strangle.