Post by Daiko on Sept 20, 2021 10:03:19 GMT -5
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Discord Name: MasterMewtwo#2287
Starting Character: Daiko
Starting Planet: Valhalla
Character Race: Saiyan
Starting Stat Distribution:
Starting Trait Distribution:
Starting Technique: Energy Wave
Starting Fighting Style: Balanced
Character Bio:
Heroes: an antiquated concept to some, but it is something that Daiko has always looked up to or aspired to be. After all, as a Saiyan, he was aware of his duty: train, become stronger, forgo all others until you have reached your peak strength. Nothing else seemed to matter, whether it be on his home planet of Valhalla or the planet of the Saiyans, Vegeta.
Although his duty was clear, he imagined being something better. He wanted more than just to be a cog in a merciless machine obsessed with cycling through the stages of war and battle. He wanted his name to transcend everything and everyone, and he knew that it would not be so at home. He needed to get away.
As a child, this was his obsession, and it helped him train as best he could. It mattered little about his own health, which was frail at the best of times, but time allowed him to grow, to mature, to strengthen his body and mind so that he didn’t feel like he was falling behind. But all he would have to do is look at everyone else around him, and the feeling of weakness pervaded his mind, his desire to be a hero falling apart around him.
It was enough to crush his spirit, but he knew that determination and desire would allow him to step up and beyond his detractors, especially his archnemesis: his own mind.
Oh, the insidious and cruel things his mind could make him see: the bloodshed, the death, all of which as a result of his inability and inaction. Waking up in cold sweats, he would don his gear, minus armor, and begin training, no matter what time of day. He would be found, soaked in sweat and passed out, snoring peacefully. It would get to the point where his nickname would be “Snorlax”, because of the frequency of him being found snoring away, lazily sleeping away the day, his progress ignored by everyone around him. “Look at Snorlax, the mighty hero!” he would wake up to hearing one day, and a group of five or ten other Saiyans and Aliens would laugh, before three of them took him and threw him into the dirt.
Character Picture: static.wikia.nocookie.net/pure-good-wiki/images/1/1c/Izuku_Midoriya.png
Sample RP:
“Your fault... your fault...” Daiko’s white gloves were stained with blood, his skin smeared with the splatter as dismembered body parts were strewn about, demons in the distance, of varying appearances and sizes, marched towards him. Tears streamed from his eyes and would serve to clean away some of the blood on his face, and he froze as he watched the monsters getting closer.
“This is your fault, Daiko... your fault, because you’re not strong enough. You CAN’T be strong enough!”
The echoing voice caused him to fall to his knees, and he lowered his head, shivering with fear and anger. His head would whip up to look at the creatures descending upon him, and he screamed.
With a sudden shock, he practically flew out of his head, breathing and sweating as if he was engaged in a near-infinite battle. Daiko dragged his tired body out of body, bruises on his upper body as he got himself dressed, fighting off exhaustion with a cold drink of water. He left his armor in his dormitory and wrapped his tail tightly around his body, patting it with a sigh. “There’s more out there,” he says to himself, as if to reaffirm his beliefs.
The belief that he can become a hero. The belief that he can be someone of importance and positive recognition.
A yawn and a stretch followed, but his eyes became heavy. He slumped against a wall and fell asleep, nuzzling into the wall outside his dorm, his tail limply falling away from his waist, with the tip comically sinking into his boots. Another yawn followed, his lips smacking as he sighs, turning over and falling flat on his back, the thud echoing lightly, but he was not affected, sleeping off the hangover of such a brutal nightmare.
Discord Name: MasterMewtwo#2287
Starting Character: Daiko
Starting Planet: Valhalla
Character Race: Saiyan
Starting Stat Distribution:
- Strength: 1000
- Speed: 1150
- Toughness: 900
- Stamina: 725
- Vitality: 725
Starting Trait Distribution:
- Determination: 3
- Charisma: 1
- Intelligence: 1
Starting Technique: Energy Wave
Starting Fighting Style: Balanced
Character Bio:
Heroes: an antiquated concept to some, but it is something that Daiko has always looked up to or aspired to be. After all, as a Saiyan, he was aware of his duty: train, become stronger, forgo all others until you have reached your peak strength. Nothing else seemed to matter, whether it be on his home planet of Valhalla or the planet of the Saiyans, Vegeta.
Although his duty was clear, he imagined being something better. He wanted more than just to be a cog in a merciless machine obsessed with cycling through the stages of war and battle. He wanted his name to transcend everything and everyone, and he knew that it would not be so at home. He needed to get away.
As a child, this was his obsession, and it helped him train as best he could. It mattered little about his own health, which was frail at the best of times, but time allowed him to grow, to mature, to strengthen his body and mind so that he didn’t feel like he was falling behind. But all he would have to do is look at everyone else around him, and the feeling of weakness pervaded his mind, his desire to be a hero falling apart around him.
It was enough to crush his spirit, but he knew that determination and desire would allow him to step up and beyond his detractors, especially his archnemesis: his own mind.
Oh, the insidious and cruel things his mind could make him see: the bloodshed, the death, all of which as a result of his inability and inaction. Waking up in cold sweats, he would don his gear, minus armor, and begin training, no matter what time of day. He would be found, soaked in sweat and passed out, snoring peacefully. It would get to the point where his nickname would be “Snorlax”, because of the frequency of him being found snoring away, lazily sleeping away the day, his progress ignored by everyone around him. “Look at Snorlax, the mighty hero!” he would wake up to hearing one day, and a group of five or ten other Saiyans and Aliens would laugh, before three of them took him and threw him into the dirt.
Character Picture: static.wikia.nocookie.net/pure-good-wiki/images/1/1c/Izuku_Midoriya.png
Sample RP:
“Your fault... your fault...” Daiko’s white gloves were stained with blood, his skin smeared with the splatter as dismembered body parts were strewn about, demons in the distance, of varying appearances and sizes, marched towards him. Tears streamed from his eyes and would serve to clean away some of the blood on his face, and he froze as he watched the monsters getting closer.
“This is your fault, Daiko... your fault, because you’re not strong enough. You CAN’T be strong enough!”
The echoing voice caused him to fall to his knees, and he lowered his head, shivering with fear and anger. His head would whip up to look at the creatures descending upon him, and he screamed.
With a sudden shock, he practically flew out of his head, breathing and sweating as if he was engaged in a near-infinite battle. Daiko dragged his tired body out of body, bruises on his upper body as he got himself dressed, fighting off exhaustion with a cold drink of water. He left his armor in his dormitory and wrapped his tail tightly around his body, patting it with a sigh. “There’s more out there,” he says to himself, as if to reaffirm his beliefs.
The belief that he can become a hero. The belief that he can be someone of importance and positive recognition.
A yawn and a stretch followed, but his eyes became heavy. He slumped against a wall and fell asleep, nuzzling into the wall outside his dorm, his tail limply falling away from his waist, with the tip comically sinking into his boots. Another yawn followed, his lips smacking as he sighs, turning over and falling flat on his back, the thud echoing lightly, but he was not affected, sleeping off the hangover of such a brutal nightmare.
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