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As members of the 6th division we are all continuing to be students of war and in this sense we use our superior intelligence and tactics to always come out on top. This is where you apply to join the squad, I want to see your best RP sample where you express how you would fight tactically in a situation. As well I'd like for you to answer these questions with the same line of thinking.

1) As a member of Squad 6, what can you do to help improve the squad?
2) What inspired you to join this squad? Any references?
3) If you were to be given the assignment to come up with a way to coordinate the squads to defend against a Arrancar attack on the Sereitei what would be the first thing you would do?
4) If you were to somehow become forced to fight against 200 hollows with only a group of 4 shingami, 2 from Squad 11 and 1 from Squad 5, (Including yourself) how would you react to the situation?
5)RP Sample:

Yes I want you to post a RP sample so that when I rank you others will know WHY.

1) As a member of Squad 6, what can you do to help improve the squad?
I can help members get netter at RPing as well as provide great assistance on the battlefield.
2) What inspired you to join this squad? Any references?
I joined this squad because there was only a captain and he couldn't find any members. I felt I could help out. ^_^
3) If you were to be given the assignment to come up with a way to coordinate the squads to defend against a Arrancar attack on the Sereitei what would be the first thing you would do?
I would analyze the situation, get a steady number of how many people we would have that would be defending, gather information on the situation(How many Arrancar? How powerful? Etc.), and prepare the rest of the squad for the attack.
4) If you were to somehow become forced to fight against 200 hollows with only a group of 4 shingami, 2 from Squad 11 and 1 from Squad 5, (Including yourself) how would you react to the situation?
I would be fine with it. I would stay calm as usual and come up with a plan that would utilize each of our skills to their fullest potential.
5)RP Sample:
One of my favorites out of all the stories I tell:

Takashi listened to what the wise shinigami had said and held out his hands. He began to concentrate, blocking out everything else around him. Takashi started to focus reiatsu to his hands and kept it there, controlling it inside his body. Once he got enough reiatsu, he started to manifest the reiatsu outside of his body.

As he began to concentrate the reiatsu in his hands outside of his body, a small sphere of a blackish red reiatsu, no bigger than a quarter in size, appeared swirling in his hands. Seeing and feeling the energy manifest itself outside of his body, he began stabilizing it and making it grow larger, little by little until it reached the size of about a tennis ball.

As the orb enhanced to this size Takashi grew a little tired, and was now taking heavier breaths and was sweating, but not heavily. As his exhaustion grew, the orb started to become a little unstable, fluctuating in size, almost in a spasm. Takashi felt it become unstable and fragile and focused a lot more reiatsu into the sphere while compressing his hands a little, moving them around the orb to contain the flowing energy.

Exhausted, Takashi looked at his orb, now stable and only a bit bigger than a tennis ball, and sighed from his fatigue. He then turned to the instructor, but still focused on the delicate sphere in his hands. "What do I do after I have manifested the orb in my hands?" He said in a more tired voice then before.

Takashi listened to the man once more, closing his eyes and imagining his blade. He started to think about what the hilt of his blade would look like. Takashi had dreamed of his zanpakuto before, and it was the same in every dream.

He imagined and recalled every detail in his mind as if he had seen the hilt in real life before and held it. The hilt itself was the darkest black imaginable, the color of no soul, no mercy. Engraved into the black was a tribal pattern of some sort, almost exactly resembling the jet black marks on Takashi's body, except a crimson blood red color. This black and red hilt was seen many times by Takashi in his mind, but not as a dream.

Takashi had seen this hilt and the whole blade before...in nightmares. The images kept him up at night and somehow bothered him. There was something dark about it. The blade was like a curse inside his mind, and it needed to be unleashed before it destroyed him from the inside out. This is how it had been since he was little, always something frightening him in his sleep. If it wasn't unleashed and controlled soon, it would consume him.

Takashi knew that creating this blade was the solution to his problems. He opened his eyes and focused on the sphere of pure, controled reiatsu in hands. He started to feel something alive in himself, the corupting feeling of his nightmares, but for once, trying to get out....and cooperating with Takashi's actions.

Takashi envisoned the blade coming out of the orb while he focused more reiatsu into it, and he started to feel something from inside of him that was always yearning to get out emerge from the orb. The dark crimson handle started to appear and come out of the sphere. As this happened, Takashi felt a huge weight lift off of his shoulders as the handle fully emerged, still in stuck in the orb as if the blade was stabbed in Takashi and needed to be released and instead of weigh him down needed to be used to help him. Takashi was now noticeably tired but he was still cool in form and appearance. "What do I do now?"

Takashi took a deap breath in preperation for what was to come. He relaxed himself and closed his eyes concentrating deeply.

Takashi knew that this was his chance, he could finally acheive a zanpakuto. He had to release and focus a lot of reiatsu so he may only have one try. Takashi began to rush a lot more of his reiatsu towards his hands and into the orb and it grew in size, however this was very tiring. Takashi thought of the blade itself, but not only that; he imagined the sheath as well, as part of the zanpakuto. The blade itself a a shadowy black color, as if created by the shadows themselves. The hilt was also a dark black, but there was a shiny black tribal pattern, sort of like the one on the hilt of this glorious blade.

Takashi knew exactly how it would look like and he started to bring the blade out of the sphere using even more reiatsu. The sphere began to turn an even darker red and black as the sheath was coming out. When the sheath was about halfway out Takashi was already feeling very fatigued but he had to keep going. In one great movement he switched his hand positions so that only his right hand was holding the orb and his left hand grasped the blade and pulled the rest out in one grand gesture.

The zanpakuto was now in Takashi's left hand, held by the center of the sheath, the tribal patterns all across it, shining in the sun. The sphere of reiatsu then merged into Takashi's right hand and surged through the marks on his arm causing them to turn a crimson red, shining from the reiatsu flow. Takashi ignoring all the reiatsu flowing through his right arm fastened the newly gained zanpakuto to his waist. He felt greatly relieved that this spirit was now unleashed and he would eventually learn how to use it.

Takashi rested his left hand lightly on the hilt of the zanpakuto and their energies were now one. He then turned to the instructor once again, feeling better than the last time that he had spoke to him and he smiled. "I did it. So now what do I do?"