Post by Cassa on Jan 1, 2023 0:43:03 GMT -5
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Discord Name: The Zenclies#8524
Starting Character: Cassa
Starting Planet: Vegeta
Character Race: Saiyan
Starting Stat Distribution: (Customs = 4500 points)
Starting Trait Distribution: (5 points)
Starting Technique: Bukujutsu
Starting Fighting Style: Aggressive
Starting Stat Bonus: N/A
Character Bio: A Saiyan like Cassa would normally not be out of the norm, if not the one thing driving his heart in the direction of a warrior. His mother died while giving birth to him. His fellow Saiyan's said that this might be the reason he wasn't like the others. He self rejected himself, always saying that he wasn't good enough. This worked out in his favor however as every single day he would learn more about the world and universe to train everyday. He naturally prefers brute strength over using ki. Some people think it's his way of getting his anger out in a productive way. His aggressive fighting style with constant pressure is what has made him a formidable opponent to his enemies.
Character Picture: ibb.co/NYvG78t
Sample RP: Cassa walks out of his space pod. He just landed back on his home planet of Vegeta. He just came back from exploring the universe looking for a planet where he can settle later. He came back to Vegeta surprised to see his family waiting for him. His father and brother waved their hands, greeting Cassa.
“Welcome back my son,” Cassa’s father said proudly.
Cassa turned his head at his father, sneering at him. Cassa has always resented his father. Cassa walked up to the two about to walk past them but Cassa’s brother held out a hand to him, trying to even engage in a conversation. Cassa turned and spoke to his brother.
“Hello brother, how have you been?” Asked Cassa
“I have been well, although without you I don’t feel as safe,” Cassa’s brother said
“Then train with me and get stronger, it’ll be worth your while,” Cassa proclaimed
“You know I don't believe in training Cassa, there's no need to break yourself in half just to get minimal results.”
“I see you’ve stayed the same since I’ve been gone.”
Cassa then walked away into the city with a cold stare on his face. Then suddenly he was jumped by a group of Saiyan thieves. They’re power levels were too high so he couldn't fight them off, each one was dealing heavy blows. They knocked his scouter off and left him defeated on the ground. They were wearing all black Saiyan suits so he couldn't tell who they were. In this moment all he could think of was where his family were, they could have at least helped fight them off. As soon as he looked back to see if his father was there, one of them then pulled out a sword from its sheath and swung at Cassa’s face, luckily however he was able to punch the thief off and fight him back.
Cassa was enraged at the fact that a Saiyan would even think of trying to rob him. He started fighting out of pure anger and frustration other than with technique and precision. Even while enraged however, he was overpowering the sword wielder. Although when Cassa thought he was winning the fight, he was punched in the side of the head by two of the Saiyans. This however did not phase Cassa too much and he would stare at the two intensely grabbing their arms and slinging them into the sword wielder. The man with the sword would then jump out of the way allowing the two ambushing Saiyans to get launched to a building behind him. Seeing that he would not win the fight however, The sword wielder nodded towards his other men and suddenly they vanished. This alarmed Cassa as he tried to sense their power level, but he couldn't find it. They were gone.
Cassa was frustrated that he could not finish off those thieves. But he had more important things to worry about, he now had a very noticeable scar on his left eye that wasn't going to go away anytime soon. Maybe there was another person listening on his scouter who could report this, for now he didn’t worry about it. The main thing he should be worrying about now is trying to keep his guard up next time.
Discord Name: The Zenclies#8524
Starting Character: Cassa
Starting Planet: Vegeta
Character Race: Saiyan
Starting Stat Distribution: (Customs = 4500 points)
- Strength: 1050
- Speed: 700
- Toughness: 900
- Stamina: 700
- Vitality: 1150
Starting Trait Distribution: (5 points)
- Determination: 4
- Charisma: 0
- Intelligence: 1
Starting Technique: Bukujutsu
Starting Fighting Style: Aggressive
Starting Stat Bonus: N/A
Character Bio: A Saiyan like Cassa would normally not be out of the norm, if not the one thing driving his heart in the direction of a warrior. His mother died while giving birth to him. His fellow Saiyan's said that this might be the reason he wasn't like the others. He self rejected himself, always saying that he wasn't good enough. This worked out in his favor however as every single day he would learn more about the world and universe to train everyday. He naturally prefers brute strength over using ki. Some people think it's his way of getting his anger out in a productive way. His aggressive fighting style with constant pressure is what has made him a formidable opponent to his enemies.
Character Picture: ibb.co/NYvG78t
Sample RP: Cassa walks out of his space pod. He just landed back on his home planet of Vegeta. He just came back from exploring the universe looking for a planet where he can settle later. He came back to Vegeta surprised to see his family waiting for him. His father and brother waved their hands, greeting Cassa.
“Welcome back my son,” Cassa’s father said proudly.
Cassa turned his head at his father, sneering at him. Cassa has always resented his father. Cassa walked up to the two about to walk past them but Cassa’s brother held out a hand to him, trying to even engage in a conversation. Cassa turned and spoke to his brother.
“Hello brother, how have you been?” Asked Cassa
“I have been well, although without you I don’t feel as safe,” Cassa’s brother said
“Then train with me and get stronger, it’ll be worth your while,” Cassa proclaimed
“You know I don't believe in training Cassa, there's no need to break yourself in half just to get minimal results.”
“I see you’ve stayed the same since I’ve been gone.”
Cassa then walked away into the city with a cold stare on his face. Then suddenly he was jumped by a group of Saiyan thieves. They’re power levels were too high so he couldn't fight them off, each one was dealing heavy blows. They knocked his scouter off and left him defeated on the ground. They were wearing all black Saiyan suits so he couldn't tell who they were. In this moment all he could think of was where his family were, they could have at least helped fight them off. As soon as he looked back to see if his father was there, one of them then pulled out a sword from its sheath and swung at Cassa’s face, luckily however he was able to punch the thief off and fight him back.
Cassa was enraged at the fact that a Saiyan would even think of trying to rob him. He started fighting out of pure anger and frustration other than with technique and precision. Even while enraged however, he was overpowering the sword wielder. Although when Cassa thought he was winning the fight, he was punched in the side of the head by two of the Saiyans. This however did not phase Cassa too much and he would stare at the two intensely grabbing their arms and slinging them into the sword wielder. The man with the sword would then jump out of the way allowing the two ambushing Saiyans to get launched to a building behind him. Seeing that he would not win the fight however, The sword wielder nodded towards his other men and suddenly they vanished. This alarmed Cassa as he tried to sense their power level, but he couldn't find it. They were gone.
Cassa was frustrated that he could not finish off those thieves. But he had more important things to worry about, he now had a very noticeable scar on his left eye that wasn't going to go away anytime soon. Maybe there was another person listening on his scouter who could report this, for now he didn’t worry about it. The main thing he should be worrying about now is trying to keep his guard up next time.
