Post by Lord Siberius on Dec 28, 2022 20:23:50 GMT -5
Link to last approved update: forum.alexsdbzrpg.com/thread/13665/vegeta-update-12-28-complete
Were you referred?: Returning Member
Discord Name: Darasu#3423
Starting Character: Prince Cooler
Starting Planet: Kanasssa
Character Race: Changeling
Starting Stat Distribution:
Starting Fighting Style: N/A
Starting Stat Bonus: Stamina
Character Bio: There have been many Coolers in this universe, this reality, this timeline that often seems so chaotic and inconsistent. While there was always only one original, it is suspected that others were either imposters or clones who had no idea of their false nature, but continued to strive for power and control. This for once , a Cooler knows its origins as it wakes up from a rejuvenation chamber on planet Kanassa. While his memory is currently foggy, as he begins to work with the local populace in the arts of the mind, it is possible that he can regain the memories of the other clones and false Cooler's who lived before him. It isn't his care for the orogin of his nature though, this Cooler understands his purpose is to return order to the Planet Trade Organization, alongside his father and brother. And he will work with whatever and which ever means he needs to in order to reach those goals.
Character Picture: (Link is preferred)
Sample RP:
[Previously as Vegeta]
Thunder was on the ground, and fire in the skies....
A dozen Saiyans walked behind the saiyan prince , the rubble of West City behind them after over two hours of play time like toddlers who drank coffee around sand castles. It was just a game to them at this point, and the military that this pathetic planet had less sting than a mosquito through their advanced equipment. It was over before it even began. Pods continued to rain down from the warships that now blanketed the skies, and no doubt the small green soldiers which cost next to nothing to grow, were swarming the citizens of this world and blowing themselves up on anyone who they couldn't over whelm...
There was just Vegeta's final regiment to deal with what had been called as a difficult army that had some contest against even the second class warriors. The saiyans who could not control their Oozaru forms had been ordered to rip their tails off before the battle, as much as it may have hurt their pride and ass' it was a tactical decision that could be overcome with a simple potion. One of the second class warriors of such description had flown up to the Prince while he had been ripping a religious zealot in half, from the arms of course because the popping sound was funny...
A group of martial arts students in orange had been fighting on the shores of the nearest beach, and proved to be able to manipulate energy with ease as well as fight with fervor equivalent to even a saiyan elite. If this was a time of conquest where honor was concerned, the prince would have challenged them independently to prove that he was indeed the right choice to be the boot they licked....
But this wasn't about honor. It was about victory.
"A.P.E.S, with me." a low growl called behind them, as the thirteen Oozaru headed into the direction of that very beach where the resistance could be seen. Once in sight, he rose a hand and gave a flat palm facing down, to give a silent order. All twelve lined up beside Vegeta, six on either side of him to make a V formation like flying ducks. Sure enough in the distance a dozen people in orange gi's could be seen, fighting off the lower level warriors and saibamen alike with ease. Alot of bald ones, and warriors who would yell their techniques as they used them like some sort of pageantry. It was enough to make the royal prince snicker.
He opened his mouth and within his toothy maw, a bright yellow orb began to form. The dozen on either side of him followed suit, and within moments thirteen eraser canon blasts were sent towards that group of hermits from the turtle school.... Aiming to wipe out what warriors could try and defend the planet.
Were you referred?: Returning Member
Discord Name: Darasu#3423
Starting Character: Prince Cooler
Starting Planet: Kanasssa
Character Race: Changeling
Starting Stat Distribution:
- Strength: 800
Speed: 1100
Toughness: 1000
Stamina: 1000
Vitality: 1000
Starting Trait Distribution:
Intelligence: 2
Determination: 2
Charisma: 1
Starting technique: Bukujitsu
Starting Fighting Style: N/A
Starting Stat Bonus: Stamina
Character Bio: There have been many Coolers in this universe, this reality, this timeline that often seems so chaotic and inconsistent. While there was always only one original, it is suspected that others were either imposters or clones who had no idea of their false nature, but continued to strive for power and control. This for once , a Cooler knows its origins as it wakes up from a rejuvenation chamber on planet Kanassa. While his memory is currently foggy, as he begins to work with the local populace in the arts of the mind, it is possible that he can regain the memories of the other clones and false Cooler's who lived before him. It isn't his care for the orogin of his nature though, this Cooler understands his purpose is to return order to the Planet Trade Organization, alongside his father and brother. And he will work with whatever and which ever means he needs to in order to reach those goals.
Character Picture: (Link is preferred)
Sample RP:
[Previously as Vegeta]
Thunder was on the ground, and fire in the skies....
A dozen Saiyans walked behind the saiyan prince , the rubble of West City behind them after over two hours of play time like toddlers who drank coffee around sand castles. It was just a game to them at this point, and the military that this pathetic planet had less sting than a mosquito through their advanced equipment. It was over before it even began. Pods continued to rain down from the warships that now blanketed the skies, and no doubt the small green soldiers which cost next to nothing to grow, were swarming the citizens of this world and blowing themselves up on anyone who they couldn't over whelm...
There was just Vegeta's final regiment to deal with what had been called as a difficult army that had some contest against even the second class warriors. The saiyans who could not control their Oozaru forms had been ordered to rip their tails off before the battle, as much as it may have hurt their pride and ass' it was a tactical decision that could be overcome with a simple potion. One of the second class warriors of such description had flown up to the Prince while he had been ripping a religious zealot in half, from the arms of course because the popping sound was funny...
A group of martial arts students in orange had been fighting on the shores of the nearest beach, and proved to be able to manipulate energy with ease as well as fight with fervor equivalent to even a saiyan elite. If this was a time of conquest where honor was concerned, the prince would have challenged them independently to prove that he was indeed the right choice to be the boot they licked....
But this wasn't about honor. It was about victory.
"A.P.E.S, with me." a low growl called behind them, as the thirteen Oozaru headed into the direction of that very beach where the resistance could be seen. Once in sight, he rose a hand and gave a flat palm facing down, to give a silent order. All twelve lined up beside Vegeta, six on either side of him to make a V formation like flying ducks. Sure enough in the distance a dozen people in orange gi's could be seen, fighting off the lower level warriors and saibamen alike with ease. Alot of bald ones, and warriors who would yell their techniques as they used them like some sort of pageantry. It was enough to make the royal prince snicker.
He opened his mouth and within his toothy maw, a bright yellow orb began to form. The dozen on either side of him followed suit, and within moments thirteen eraser canon blasts were sent towards that group of hermits from the turtle school.... Aiming to wipe out what warriors could try and defend the planet.
