~~~Quincy~~~
Zaquri Kasumi
Alias: N/A
Age: 179
Visual Age: 17
Gender: Male
Quincy Epithet: O the Overkill (previously)
Rank: Emperor of the Vandereich army
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Appearance:
Zaquri's configuration is that of an athletic twenty year old. He has several scars on his chest and back, they are from blades. Despite having these Lacerations, the tone of his skin, the natural weight and height of his body and his muscular physique proves that he is a fit man and healthy man.
He has bulging tight muscles which he doesn't hide and tends to use to intimidate his opponents or at least try to intimidate his opponents (It usually results simply in demoralization). Zaquri seems to carry a shining air around him whenever he moves, and tends to seem almost
God-like in his natural stance and naturally remains odorless.
Aside from the scars on his Torso, He seems to have perfect skin. The scarson his chest however aren't the only scars he has, He also has Two on his face, one across his face horizontally and one running down over his eye and intersecting with the one across his face.
Contrary to his size, Zaquri is quite graceful,acrobatic and flexible. His size may demand respect on the spot but his movements would instill fear into those around him. He's capable of towering over most people, adding
that to his build can make any average man look like a boy-scout,something men seem to admire rather than feel threatened by and women seem to adore than go ape shit crazy for.
Zaquri doesn't care much about his appearance though, it is the product of straineous training. He keeps his body fit through such training, and doesn't care about the condition of his body even if it were to be driven to the edge of its endurance and shredded into an unrecognizable shape.
Zaquri's limbs are almost as kept up with as his torso, well his arms are. He is the lazy type and doesn't care to move much, even during battle, so he tends to just stay in one spot for hours, get work done through the help of others or get it done himself from where he stands which is why his legs are a bit on the slender side.
His hands and feet are wide,his hands have long narrow fingers attached to them, the nails are roughed up and his thumb and middle finger are missing their nails on
his right hand. His feet are seemingly always dirty, which is probably because of the fact that he never wears any footwear.
His face is of average size, He has a small triangular stubble at the end of his Chin, and no facial hair at all. His head hair is long, black and it has a natural sheen to it. His face seems expressionless when he is
engaged in battle but otherwise he tends to show a warm smile.
His innocent looking face is complimented by his hazel eye color and his facial structure which makes him look caring even when he's trying not to be. His hair is usually tied up in the back so that it doesn't constantly distract him, although the strands of hair he fails to tie up with the rest of the hair seem to get in his line of vision every so often.
As his default clothing, he wears a black and white patterned robe, the robe itself is extremely durable and it kept close by Zaquri by tieing a white sash around his waist and over the robe.
The pants he wears beneath the robe are navy blue colored ones. They don't have any holes, rips or tears but they are wrinkly. He fashions a white ribbon
out of a piece of cloth and uses it to tie his hair.
Personality:
Zaquri had a special sort of mind. He can picture
systems of all kinds in three dimensions with perfect accuracy, his basic knowledge and understanding of physics and systems overall greatly contributed to this special feat of his.
The structure/system of any kind of system, computer or otherwise are all too simple to Zaquri, his belief is that you can only tell that you've mastered a system if you isolate and identify its weakest point. If you knock that out and the whole system collapses, then you know you've got a handle on it. He takes pride in his talent for doing this and uses it often despite the fact that he believes one should always delegate. Anyone with a "Gifted mind" should be able to "Get a soda from a vending machine without having to pay money."
Zaquri never takes anyone at face value, beneath the skin is desire, needs and will no matter how anyone slices it to him. This applies to words for him as much as appearance. To him there is always a subtext and everyone always has adjustments to make in this world. He continuously watches for the red flags of a conversation, he believes that what someone wants and what someone needs and what they say they want and what they say they need are all very different things. He doesn't blame one for hiding or diverting from their desires or feelings, and he doesn't really think
the word "lying" should apply to anything outside of facts.
He considers it stalling, outwitting, omitting. You probably can imagine however that he is a Good liar. He has the face for it and he doesn't react at all to pressure.
He is a pure scientist, but he doesn't consider himself a scientist; he thinks himself more of a calculator.
To him the world is one big calculation which is the reason he is never bored.
He isn't big on much else out of the area of math and
engineering, and he is an incredibly skilled Hacker. He doesn't waste his time outside of labs and offices and outside of said environments he is quite strict, short tempered, and straight forward. He doesn't do
well with other people on his own and tends to remain away from a group of people.
This however doesn't naturally apply to his Quincy brethren. He tends to act like a born leader amongst people like him.
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History:
Zaquri was born in August 21st, He was the first in his family to be born outside the hospital although his family was quite small. At the age of one he was
taken to his fathers workshop where he worked on airplane engines. Although his father didn't know it, Zaquri took in everything that he saw at his father's workshop and had the blueprints for the plane mapped
in his head. Since he was so young all he could do was simply continue to think about it, although he wasn't able to make heads or tails of it he simply thought about it's design.
When he because three he started learning a bit about the English language, and a little Japanese and he started learning about the mathematics involved with the engine. This, only because he was obsessed with figuring out how one made such a contraption for such a machine.
It fascinated him more than anything else, he would spend all day trying to catch anything remotely
relative to engines on the television and would go to the library every weekend to study physics to try and understand the true purpose of an airplane engine. In his venture he had, without noticing, become a
genius in the field of math and physics.
He had known almost all there was to know about the subjects but at the time only cared about the Engine of an airplane. This obsession stopped when he discovered the wonder of the world wide web.
When he became 7 he was enrolled in school, but stuck out like a sore thumb to the teachers and his own parents. To his classmates he was simply unnoticeable. During his school years he had dropped his fascination
with computers and decided to study the human psych.
He had done nothing but hovered at the edge of the school's students' social community observing and watching, trying to develop a formula to determine actions one would take. After observing many events,
encounters, and interactions he decided that he was ready to test out some of his formulas. This would be the part of his life in which he figured out he was a skilled manipulator.
It was his first conscious attempt at manipulation an entire social structure. It involved an encyclopedic knowledge of class timetables and cleaning schedules, his familiarity with every portion of the school fire drill,his awareness that a particular girl had to go to the bathroom at a particular time everyday, and his monitoring of one teacher who always felt compelled to move his car whenever a more convenient parking spot
became available behind the cafeteria. By using these pieces of information, and tampering with a deadlock, he engineered the disappearance of an eighth-grade boy.
Then when the alarm was finally raised he had gotten word of a strange man roaming the grounds. It was then that he eighth-grade boy had been discovered locked in the bathroom of the art-cottage.
It was soon noticed that he had a tendency to be waiting on the sidelines whenever trouble brewed, mostly by a teacher who didn't particularly like Zaquri. Perhaps his obvious isolation brought too much attention to himself, or maybe it was his placid brown gaze.
Then there was the indecent of the brawl the occurred during the baseball game, the incident in which a teacher slapped another in full view of other students (including Zaq), the sprinkler system in the science labs
that turned itself on and doused the entire labs with a red jam like substance.
These incidents became more frequent and Zaquri felt
more and more adept at manipulation. However, this was simply a passing fancy. After 10 years of having that school in the palm of his hand he decided that it was enough, and he needed to put his attention back on
computers, a field where he had become dull and unable to properly figure out on his own. So he plnuged himself in the murky world of DRAM, SRAM, ROM, EPROM, of bootstrap loaders and chipsets, of transistors and capacitors.
With his high IQ, it was not long after that he mastered hacking and deemed himself an adept "Infiltrator". He stopped going to school since he no longer benefited from it. His parents really didn't care so long as he
remained as intelligent as he seemed to be. It wasn't soon after his brief spell in the 12th grade that he discovered his Quincy powers, the ones that allowed him to dispel a hollow with energy summoned in the palm of his hand.
He wasn't entirely moving in one direction as far as morality went but that changed at the hands of the shinigami and their injustice. His mind became more cruel and he became more evil when he would spectate the world and notice how every human acted so selfish and merciless as a war waged for control of their protection. Zaquri understood full well why the Quincy had been exterminated so long ago; and he actually believes the Shinigami were in the right.
After that, he decided to take it upon himself to gather Quincy in an attempt to recreate their race in a new image. His attempt, only recently being tested, by the Bount's actions of hostility towards the Quincy.
Subject: Zaquri Kasumi 
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