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Join As Akira; Half Saiyan
Topic Started: Mar 14 2012, 12:00 AM (335 Views)
woody03
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Name: Akira

Starting planet: Earth

(Customs Only) Character Race: Half Saiyan

(Customs only) Distribute 100 points
Strength: 15
Speed: 25
Toughness: 20
Stamina: 25
Vitality: 15

Distribute 3 points
Determination: 2
Charisma: (+5)
Intelligence: 1 (-5)

Pick one green fundamental to start with (list here): Bukujustu


How did you find this site: google

What makes you want to join and how long do you plan on staying: I love DBZ. It's been one of my main sources for TV entertainment for several years now. I plan on staying for a very long time, IF I enjoy the flow of the combat system.

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(Required) Email Address: Woody_03@comcast.net

BIO:

Akira's father was a kind man. He cared for him, and was very gentle with Akira's school incompetence. Despite his name, Akira went through school, barely scraping by. He graduated from high school with a 2.0 GPA. Throughout his school career, band was a very important part of his life. Akira was a very talented trumpet player, and kept his grades up just to stay in school to play his trumpet with his friends.

The boy grew in to a man with help from fighting. He never learned a martial art, but instead sparred with his father who was very accomplished in the way of the sword. His Dad never spoke of his mother, her identity was unknown to poor Akira. His father was often seen at night, staring from their porch deep in to the black sky... hopeful.

By the age of 12 Akira surpassed his father in fighting prowess, and proceeded to duel other warriors in the sorrounding towns. By his 15th birthday he was the most feared swordsman in 50 miles. His feet would glide across the ground as if he was floating. His speed was unprecedented. Fighting, and band where his pastimes, and his father approved of both.

Akira is a relatively good natured man, helping those who he believes, deserve his hand. He is no stranger to danger, as in many of his ventures to the outside towns he had no car, and walked the distance. He is normally seen wearing a thick robe. (see picture) Bandits, and highwaymen where a common sight, and there had been a few VERY close calls in his younger years. This being said, he was no stranger to the damage that could be dealt by the end of his blade. There where few who deserved mercy.

Role Play:

It was a bright spring morning. Akira was on the road again, this time as a mentor to a young boy in a town 2 day's walk from his own. Akira had just woken up from a soft march night. The terrain of the area was simple. Plains covered a nearly endless expanse of land. The landscape was dotted with trees, and scattered shrubs. His campsite was out of sight from the road, behind a hill roughly 125 yards from the dirt road leading to his destination.

Akira ran his hand through his long black hair, and pulled a water bottle from his pack. This and a bag of trail mix would be his breakfast. Behind him was his sleeping bag, and beside that was his sword. A Damascus Steel Katana, with the blade just short of 4 feet. A gold pommel and guard where secured on to the hilt. It laid in a thick black scabbard with a strap to secure it to his back.

Akira ate about 8 handfuls of the mix, and guzzled down the bottle. Despite the beauty of the approaching afternoon, the heat on the plains at this time of year is a steady 80 degrees farenheit, and no humidity. The heat would suck your body dry in a day or two without proper hydration. Lucky for Akira, he was no stranger to the plains.

He glanced at his watch. It read 7:41 AM, he would make it in to town by around 6:00 PM. Just in time to get a bed and sleep before the next day's lessons. Akira rolled up his sleeping bag, and strapped it to the top of his pack. Then grabbed his sword, and slung it over his right shoulder. He was on his way.

There where no interruptions on his 11-hour journey. His lean fast body carried him to the inn. There he asked for a bed, and handed over the money he had brought with him.

He had been here before. The beds where soft and the sheets clean. In his room, there was a twin sized bunk on the back wall perpendicular to the door. Aside from that, there was only a small table with a mirror and cupboards the wall on the right of the door. Akira placed his belongings on the floor. (except his sword, it was too important to him to leave behind) He then left the room, locking the door behind him. Time to get some dinner.

He was walking down the dirt road to a nearby resturant called the "Painted Pony" midway there- BANG! BANG! BANG! Gunshots ripped through the air. Two people in front of Akira dropped to the ground, a man and a woman. What was hidden by their once living bodies was now revealed, a man holding a black pistol in his hands still stood there. Frozen, aiming.

The man quickly realized his situation, all the other people living out their evening lives on the street panicked. There were screams, women and children. The men hustled their wives to cover. Akira stood there, staring at the gunman. He walked towards him.

The now murderer started to run, and blend in with the crowd. Akira could not be fooled by the man's dumb ploy. Being half Saiyan, (though he did not know it) his speed was exceptionally greater than that of the man. But his adversary was not a complete fool, he saw Akira's intent, and turned around, gun pointed straight at his attacker's chest. BANG!

Despite Akira's many brutal fights, skirmishes and close calls, he had never once taken a bullet. This is a feeling, that even now, he would never feel. He was aware that he had exceptionally strong skin, but this! This was superhuman! He fealt the bullet's impact, right in the center of his gut. It skipped off like nothing. He was in utter disbelief.

"Why am I not in pain?!" He thought to himself. And for the first time in his 19 years of existence, he questioned being human.

The man who had shot him, stared in awe, "Did I miss? He can't be more than 10 feet away! How could I have missed him?" He was now paralyzed with fear. He dropped the gun, and ran away.

At this sight, Akira was brought back to reality. He would leave this occurence of invulnerability for further investigation. Right now, there was a criminal who needed to be brought to justice. He sprang to action! Sprinting at the murderer, catching up to him in a matter of seconds, and tackled him.

The man was screaming curses at Akira. He was terrified! (I'm sure you would be too if you just got tackled by a man who is, to you, invincible) He began to cry, calling Akira a demon. Akira, kneeling beside his adversary, proceeded to put him in a headlock, and called for the guards.

It didn't take long for them to arrive. The took the man away in handcuffs. The former gunman's screams and curses became distant. Akira stood in the spot where he had taken the man down. Now he questioned his humanity, and then he knew why the small patch of thick hair was above his bum. Now he knew why his father stared at the sky, he knew what he was. He had considered it as a possibility before, but now it was proven to him. He was a Saiyan.

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I have edited the post. Thank you for helping :)
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I edited the post, hope it's good :D
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