Post by Breezy on Jul 21, 2020 22:20:14 GMT -5
Character you wish to be: Breezy Frostwind
Bio: They look very similar to other Changelings in their most restricted forms. Except the purple bits are blue. Their irises are purple, giving off a faint glow even within darkness from their lack of ki control. Or lack of caring to keep it under control enough. They are tall for a restricted Changeling. Being right at five feet tall. Their build is a slim muscular one, having more speed and durability than outright strength. Weighing only at one hundred and fifty pounds. They generally use their ki to deal with threats. Or for fun. Nothing quite like exploded wildlife to feast on. Already cooked! Their youth is most likely similar to that of everyone who grows up on Frieza and manages to make it to adulthood. Being kicked to the curb and mistreated by anyone with any sort of power. And so the cycle of violence, distrust and grudges against others continues. That includes Breezy. Even getting their first henchmen was through force and fear! They hold a grudge against a number of Changelings. But is biding their time until they grow in strength to deal with them. They do not have a good perception of other Changelings. But are neutral on all other races. For now.
Planet you want to start on: Frieza
(Customs Only) Character Race: Changeling
(Customs only) Distribute 2,250 points
Strength: 350
Speed: 600
Toughness: 600
Stamina: 350
Vitality: 350
Distribute 3 points
Determination: 1
Charisma: 1
Intelligence: 1
Pick one green fundamental to start with (list here): Energy Dan
(Aliens & Changelings Only) Stat you wish increased by +100: Toughness
(Changelings Only) Name and Picture of your underling: Peeper
Underling(Peeper) Bio: A near featherless bird person. Their skin somewhat scaly like a lizards. Whether or not they were born that way is unknown. Though considering they are on the Frieza planet. Probably from being tortured by another stronger alien or the Changelings themselves. Though eventually they were found by Breezy and put under their foot. So to speak. While their first meeting wasn't so good for Peeper. As they received a beating. Or two. They were simply showing who is the leader now. Having not even tortured them that much! And even stopped after that point. Towards them anyways.
How did you find this site: Found it somewhere in the last ten years and forgot about it. Remembered it randomly. Here I am now.
If you were referred by a member, name them for +100 all stats & +10 DP (they get +10 DP too):
(Required) Email Address: brandonstebleton@yahoo.com
(Required) Please include a small sample roleplay. This could be a roleplay that you have done on another site (if so you will be asked for a link to the thread) or it could be a completely unique roleplay written up on the fly. Must be above 300 words.
Breezy had left the area that most of the people on Vegeta gather to train, converse and whatever else. Having traveled to long forgotten areas of Vegeta to train in isolation. With no help from others. Even if they would need it. After all. If they couldn't survive this training. Then they would not stand a chance against Ghost in the slightest. And this training they assume would get them ahead of Anoch! Thats just an added bonus though!
Their first few days out in the wastelands of Vegeta was flying about, seeing the possible past carnage of once great battles. These lands most likely once flourished. Not after being scorched by seemingly countless ki barrages and explosions. Old ruins of owners whom are long gone. No one should be showing up here to help them.
They land on a plateau. A small abandoned town here. In shambles of course. They punch at boulders with open hands. Their clawed fingers piercing into it. They lift them up and start punching at the nearby air. Testing its weight. Their shoulders straining from punching with that amount of weight at their hands! As each one weighs near 50 KG. While this isn't close to their max lift. Holding your arms out with any real weight is difficult! You try holding out even 20 pounds out in front of you for longer than a few seconds. They do this type of training for a few hours before the strain on their shoulders slow them down. They curl the rocks, squatting down before straightening out again. Pushing the rocks upwards into a shoulder lift after the squat is complete. She did that for five hours. Panting afterwards from the exercise. Really building up that stamina.
They exert their energy outwards through their palms. Shattering the boulders from their hands. Freeing them. This leads them to the beginnings of self achieving the basics of blasting. They let their body fall into sitting position for a short break from physical training. They emit energy from their palms. Her hands being enshrouded by a white aura. Her eyes trailing over the flows of energy.
They focus their mind. The glow within and around their hands increase until a sphere of plasma forms. With a push of their ki the blast is sent flying. It smashes into a wall of one of the ruined buildings. Exploding on impact. Due to their sheer amount of raw power the explosion reaches back to where they are sitting. Doing minimal damage across their whole body. Leaving faint scorch marks. She aims her arms upwards into the sky instead to fire off other attempts. All the attempts that hour not being perfect blasts. Having some wrong with them. Either weak enough to dissipate after a few meters. Or sucking up more energy than needed for such a simple technique. And some even going far off target. Looping back to hit the ground shortly after. They finish that days training with an hour of pushups and the rest with sit-ups. Further reinforcing their body from physical blows.
Over the course of two weeks she does this same training regime. Using boulders between 40 KG to 80 KG. During this time she masters the blast technique. Blasting more craters into the surrounding wasteland. A few of them hit the walls of the few standing ruins. Making large explosions appear. Which stack together, igniting other blasts. Which just further the explosive force. Destroying the plateau. Collapsing it down and over them. The multiple tons of rock holding them down. Through a combination of more blasting and shifting around through the ground. They manage to surface. Their body dinged up and worse for wear from the ki. They definitely need to work on their ability to handle damage from ki. Her natural plating is chipped and missing patches. Abrasions and cuts showing through at spots. "Hah... Hah... Hah..." She pants out, catching their breath among the rubble. Their chest plating falls off. Leaving their not so tough skin exposed. From the power gained their body starts to react to the seemingly possible dangerous scenario.
Thicker plating starts forming where the damaged spots were, pushing out and away the old layers. Their chest growing in size followed by the torso slowly. Steam forming and lifting off of them. Their horns grow upturned and sharpen while lengthening significantly. The old layer falls off from the new body mass underneath. The steam thickens around the arms as the change is focused there. Thickening drastically. Largely in thanks to the intense work on her muscles. Finally their legs and tail make the change as well. Their transformation into their second form for the first time took multiple minutes. They drop to their knees from the strain. "Heeeeeh." They exhale deeply. The form stabilizing. "So my second form has been realized. Took.. Long enough." They state. Though they are feeling pride in themselves. With this! They should definitely beat Anoch. Even if they use that Super Saiyan form!
After taking it easy for the rest of the night, they notice just how more durable this new layer is. It even resists ki a bit better. Barely even needing to think to draw their energy outwards in this form. Like a savage dog who's lease barely contains them.
The first few weeks of her training past this is relatively uneventful besides being able to use heavier boulders for their training, 60 to 200 KG. Using the smaller ones on 'rest' days. As pushups and situps don't really increase their power any further. Simply maintain.
Breezy further refines their ability to control their own power. Being able to morph back to their most restricted form with ease. And transforming back with some difficulty. For four months they swap between the two. Training in said form for a month. At the end of the forth month of this duration. Which would be a total of five months into their training. They morph back to their second form and stay in it.
They steadily raise the amount of weight they can have at their hands and be able to punch effectively. Increasing their striking force to something fierce! Now up to 100 KG to 300 KG. Using 600 KG in total with both boulders. Though the force needed to move that amount of mass so quickly would break the boulders in short time. Requiring them to replace them. Tearing up the wastelands of the area on Vegeta that Breezy chose to train at. Leaving crevasses and ravines that are so deep the shade hides the true depths.
Another five months of training that steadily gets harsher before Breezy feels another breakthrough coming up. They power up to their current limit. Wicked winds emitting from them, blowing dust, debris and large rocks away from them. Forming a large crater below them. Lightening arcing around them. New spines jutting out from their backs while also having a slightly larger torso. Though the transformation to their third form isn't complete at this time. They stumble forward. Wheezing from the incomplete form. "Gahh!"
Their white aura flares up in beat to their heart. Attempting to stabilize the form in its entirety. Their shoulder armor stretches and twist into shape, jutting outwards much like shoulder pads. Offering added protection. "Grahh. AaaGhn!" The continent they are on shakes tremendously. As they scream out in some form of pain. Their head elongates and grows more spines outwards. Looking far more demonic and alien like. When they speak. Their voice is more shrill. Breezy's third form!
The last 14 months are spent training in their third form. Due to the extremity of their training. They simply pass out at times. Even staying down for days at a time from fatigue. Though it pays off right near the end of it. A week or so before the two year mark since they left to train on their own. This Breezy. Would absolutely destroy their past selves many times over. Most likely in their most suppressed form against their past selves transformed states!
Being on all fours, tiny shards of their chitinous plating falls away. A gleaming white light showing through. Their aura flaring upwards. Each piece of the armor that falls away increases the aura outwards. Shaking the planet to some degree. Once all of it has fallen away. Breezy lifts themselves up. Fully realized. Being in their forth form. While their energy is massively depleted from the form change. Their raw power is still leagues above what it used to be. And will only get better after recovery.
Bio: They look very similar to other Changelings in their most restricted forms. Except the purple bits are blue. Their irises are purple, giving off a faint glow even within darkness from their lack of ki control. Or lack of caring to keep it under control enough. They are tall for a restricted Changeling. Being right at five feet tall. Their build is a slim muscular one, having more speed and durability than outright strength. Weighing only at one hundred and fifty pounds. They generally use their ki to deal with threats. Or for fun. Nothing quite like exploded wildlife to feast on. Already cooked! Their youth is most likely similar to that of everyone who grows up on Frieza and manages to make it to adulthood. Being kicked to the curb and mistreated by anyone with any sort of power. And so the cycle of violence, distrust and grudges against others continues. That includes Breezy. Even getting their first henchmen was through force and fear! They hold a grudge against a number of Changelings. But is biding their time until they grow in strength to deal with them. They do not have a good perception of other Changelings. But are neutral on all other races. For now.
Planet you want to start on: Frieza
(Customs Only) Character Race: Changeling
(Customs only) Distribute 2,250 points
Strength: 350
Speed: 600
Toughness: 600
Stamina: 350
Vitality: 350
Distribute 3 points
Determination: 1
Charisma: 1
Intelligence: 1
Pick one green fundamental to start with (list here): Energy Dan
(Aliens & Changelings Only) Stat you wish increased by +100: Toughness
(Changelings Only) Name and Picture of your underling: Peeper
Underling(Peeper) Bio: A near featherless bird person. Their skin somewhat scaly like a lizards. Whether or not they were born that way is unknown. Though considering they are on the Frieza planet. Probably from being tortured by another stronger alien or the Changelings themselves. Though eventually they were found by Breezy and put under their foot. So to speak. While their first meeting wasn't so good for Peeper. As they received a beating. Or two. They were simply showing who is the leader now. Having not even tortured them that much! And even stopped after that point. Towards them anyways.
How did you find this site: Found it somewhere in the last ten years and forgot about it. Remembered it randomly. Here I am now.
If you were referred by a member, name them for +100 all stats & +10 DP (they get +10 DP too):
(Required) Email Address: brandonstebleton@yahoo.com
(Required) Please include a small sample roleplay. This could be a roleplay that you have done on another site (if so you will be asked for a link to the thread) or it could be a completely unique roleplay written up on the fly. Must be above 300 words.
Breezy had left the area that most of the people on Vegeta gather to train, converse and whatever else. Having traveled to long forgotten areas of Vegeta to train in isolation. With no help from others. Even if they would need it. After all. If they couldn't survive this training. Then they would not stand a chance against Ghost in the slightest. And this training they assume would get them ahead of Anoch! Thats just an added bonus though!
Their first few days out in the wastelands of Vegeta was flying about, seeing the possible past carnage of once great battles. These lands most likely once flourished. Not after being scorched by seemingly countless ki barrages and explosions. Old ruins of owners whom are long gone. No one should be showing up here to help them.
They land on a plateau. A small abandoned town here. In shambles of course. They punch at boulders with open hands. Their clawed fingers piercing into it. They lift them up and start punching at the nearby air. Testing its weight. Their shoulders straining from punching with that amount of weight at their hands! As each one weighs near 50 KG. While this isn't close to their max lift. Holding your arms out with any real weight is difficult! You try holding out even 20 pounds out in front of you for longer than a few seconds. They do this type of training for a few hours before the strain on their shoulders slow them down. They curl the rocks, squatting down before straightening out again. Pushing the rocks upwards into a shoulder lift after the squat is complete. She did that for five hours. Panting afterwards from the exercise. Really building up that stamina.
They exert their energy outwards through their palms. Shattering the boulders from their hands. Freeing them. This leads them to the beginnings of self achieving the basics of blasting. They let their body fall into sitting position for a short break from physical training. They emit energy from their palms. Her hands being enshrouded by a white aura. Her eyes trailing over the flows of energy.
They focus their mind. The glow within and around their hands increase until a sphere of plasma forms. With a push of their ki the blast is sent flying. It smashes into a wall of one of the ruined buildings. Exploding on impact. Due to their sheer amount of raw power the explosion reaches back to where they are sitting. Doing minimal damage across their whole body. Leaving faint scorch marks. She aims her arms upwards into the sky instead to fire off other attempts. All the attempts that hour not being perfect blasts. Having some wrong with them. Either weak enough to dissipate after a few meters. Or sucking up more energy than needed for such a simple technique. And some even going far off target. Looping back to hit the ground shortly after. They finish that days training with an hour of pushups and the rest with sit-ups. Further reinforcing their body from physical blows.
Over the course of two weeks she does this same training regime. Using boulders between 40 KG to 80 KG. During this time she masters the blast technique. Blasting more craters into the surrounding wasteland. A few of them hit the walls of the few standing ruins. Making large explosions appear. Which stack together, igniting other blasts. Which just further the explosive force. Destroying the plateau. Collapsing it down and over them. The multiple tons of rock holding them down. Through a combination of more blasting and shifting around through the ground. They manage to surface. Their body dinged up and worse for wear from the ki. They definitely need to work on their ability to handle damage from ki. Her natural plating is chipped and missing patches. Abrasions and cuts showing through at spots. "Hah... Hah... Hah..." She pants out, catching their breath among the rubble. Their chest plating falls off. Leaving their not so tough skin exposed. From the power gained their body starts to react to the seemingly possible dangerous scenario.
Thicker plating starts forming where the damaged spots were, pushing out and away the old layers. Their chest growing in size followed by the torso slowly. Steam forming and lifting off of them. Their horns grow upturned and sharpen while lengthening significantly. The old layer falls off from the new body mass underneath. The steam thickens around the arms as the change is focused there. Thickening drastically. Largely in thanks to the intense work on her muscles. Finally their legs and tail make the change as well. Their transformation into their second form for the first time took multiple minutes. They drop to their knees from the strain. "Heeeeeh." They exhale deeply. The form stabilizing. "So my second form has been realized. Took.. Long enough." They state. Though they are feeling pride in themselves. With this! They should definitely beat Anoch. Even if they use that Super Saiyan form!
After taking it easy for the rest of the night, they notice just how more durable this new layer is. It even resists ki a bit better. Barely even needing to think to draw their energy outwards in this form. Like a savage dog who's lease barely contains them.
The first few weeks of her training past this is relatively uneventful besides being able to use heavier boulders for their training, 60 to 200 KG. Using the smaller ones on 'rest' days. As pushups and situps don't really increase their power any further. Simply maintain.
Breezy further refines their ability to control their own power. Being able to morph back to their most restricted form with ease. And transforming back with some difficulty. For four months they swap between the two. Training in said form for a month. At the end of the forth month of this duration. Which would be a total of five months into their training. They morph back to their second form and stay in it.
They steadily raise the amount of weight they can have at their hands and be able to punch effectively. Increasing their striking force to something fierce! Now up to 100 KG to 300 KG. Using 600 KG in total with both boulders. Though the force needed to move that amount of mass so quickly would break the boulders in short time. Requiring them to replace them. Tearing up the wastelands of the area on Vegeta that Breezy chose to train at. Leaving crevasses and ravines that are so deep the shade hides the true depths.
Another five months of training that steadily gets harsher before Breezy feels another breakthrough coming up. They power up to their current limit. Wicked winds emitting from them, blowing dust, debris and large rocks away from them. Forming a large crater below them. Lightening arcing around them. New spines jutting out from their backs while also having a slightly larger torso. Though the transformation to their third form isn't complete at this time. They stumble forward. Wheezing from the incomplete form. "Gahh!"
Their white aura flares up in beat to their heart. Attempting to stabilize the form in its entirety. Their shoulder armor stretches and twist into shape, jutting outwards much like shoulder pads. Offering added protection. "Grahh. AaaGhn!" The continent they are on shakes tremendously. As they scream out in some form of pain. Their head elongates and grows more spines outwards. Looking far more demonic and alien like. When they speak. Their voice is more shrill. Breezy's third form!
The last 14 months are spent training in their third form. Due to the extremity of their training. They simply pass out at times. Even staying down for days at a time from fatigue. Though it pays off right near the end of it. A week or so before the two year mark since they left to train on their own. This Breezy. Would absolutely destroy their past selves many times over. Most likely in their most suppressed form against their past selves transformed states!
Being on all fours, tiny shards of their chitinous plating falls away. A gleaming white light showing through. Their aura flaring upwards. Each piece of the armor that falls away increases the aura outwards. Shaking the planet to some degree. Once all of it has fallen away. Breezy lifts themselves up. Fully realized. Being in their forth form. While their energy is massively depleted from the form change. Their raw power is still leagues above what it used to be. And will only get better after recovery.