Name: Guerrero Diablo
Age: 5323
Real Age: 23 (varies)
Height: 6ft 9inches
Gender: Male
Appearance: His muscular body gives him the looks of an fighter but hes actually pretty calm, and often hates fighting withouth a reason, unless hes bored (thats a good reason) his red hair is quite short but with longer stripes, his two Horns that pop up from his head are curved back and open shirt recembles grimmjow`s he prefers to let his fraccion fight for him...
Personality: Guerrero is a rather strange character, hes sometimes quiet but when spoken to he often responds back, hes most selfish and determinated at all times, hes not a blood thirsty killing machine like some might think, he does not like to leave things half done either, he sometimes refers his fraccions as weak or trash and points out that his underlings should be strong and defiant to any shinigami, hes not merciful when it comes to battling and training, both allies and enemies alike, he
History: Guerrero was born in Egypt at around 3300 BC the lands where quiet and corrupted yet peace florished in the town of Kairo, one day when Guerrero was just 3 yrs old the town was attacked by Dune Pirates, lots of people where killed, Guerrero swore to get his revenge... yet he entered the Dunes upon reaching the age of 15 he scattered across the Sahara in the hopes of getting his revenge, he asked questions of where these people could be found but withouth avail, he then seeked protection from the heat in a small village at the western coast of Africa, there he enter a well known harbor he saw a ship, and he saw the pirates enter the ship, he could not forget those faces, he didnt have time to catch up with them though but he entered another ship that was also going to leave soon in the same direction, however a terrible storm broke out upon the sea and both ships sunk into the depths of the sea... Guerrero was lucky as he climbed ontop of pieces of remains of the ships hull. Sudden regret was cast upon him, why did he have to follow those stupid pirates anyway?, he felt so useless, several days he spent on the sea withouth a ship in sight, then one day as the sun was burning hot and steady as ever and Guerrero was loosing all hope he noticed an isle, he took his time but later that day stranded on the beach.
Once upon dry land (canary isles) Guerrero made note of a lot of leftorver shipwrecks at the beach, and saw foot prints in the sand, he was not alone, he scurried to follow the foot prints and entered the Jungle, there he heard voices he stepped closer to where the voices came from and soon noticed a camp fire, one man sat next to the camp fire and warmed himself, for the god of, it was none else than the captain of the pirates that he had been chasing after all along, Guerrero put his arm into a fist and he could feel how his rage started to flood out however he didnt do anything, he ran back to the beach only to be confronted by a human a female, obviously she was also a lost cause just like him, but her beaty was not matched anywhere, however her facial expression was somehow annoying she asked something with another language which he off course didnt understand at all, he whom was selfish and took a peek around did not notice anyone else than the woman in front of him, he grinned a bit but the fact that they did not understand each other might have been a problem, he took a step closer to the woman, but she stayed calm and nodded and the next instant Guerrero was knocked uncousious from behind...
Next time he woke up he found himself in a tent, withouth anyone around, however he was chained into a few rocks that where places around him, he started swearing and then the Woman appearead again she smiled this time however and spoke his language she said something like "find me after death" and the next thing Guerrero knew he was dead....
The next few years he spent as a hollow growing up stronger for the day, after turning into a menos he became even stronger posing a threath to anyone nearby him... soon he regained nearly his human form but with much more power, he became an arrancar even an Vasto Lorde, after several decades of fighting he had reached an strength level unheard of in Hueco mundo and Soul society, yet he kept himself in the shade, he had yet to find the un named woman...
Innate Ability: Time/Old age (anything he touches becomes old and/or dead,rotten, hes also able to change his looks from younger to older, this ability is strengthened as he releases his resureccion, if he touches someone (sealead form) it can break the bones easily or even make it rotten, upon releasing his resureccion a mere touch could be fatal as the rotting flesh spreads trough the body leaving only bones behind, cutting ones limb could stop the process) (the one where the disease spreads) note: weather or not hes releasing his reitsu depends how the rotting and killing spreads trough his touch
Subject: Guerrero Diablo 
Tue Jun 02, 2009 8:49 am
