Post by Tarble on Aug 27, 2023 17:51:33 GMT -5
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Was a member a long long time ago.
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Starting Stat Distribution: (Canons = 8000 points)
Starting Trait Distribution: (5 points)
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Character Bio:
In the warrior-dominated society of Planet Vegeta, there lived a young Saiyan named Tarble who was unlike the majority of his race. He possessed a kind and compassionate heart, a rarity among the fierce and ruthless Saiyan warriors who thrived on combat and conquest. Unlike his father, who relished the idea of battle and taking lives, Tarble had a deep aversion to killing. The eve of Tarble's tenth birthday marked a significant event for Saiyan children. It was a time-honored tradition for Saiyan youths to be sent to other planets at a young age, tasked with conquering and destroying civilizations to prepare those worlds for sale to the highest bidder. Tarble, born with a lower power level than most Saiyans, had to undergo intense training before he could even contemplate participating in this brutal custom.
The night before Tarble's scheduled departure, his family gathered to celebrate the young Saiyan's impending journey. They feasted on the meat of a great Mouma, a delicacy among their race, as they shared stories and laughter. Tarble's father, a staunch advocate of conquest and destruction, regaled them with tales of his first planetary takeover at the tender age of three. He slammed his mug of alcohol onto the table and laughed heartily, reminiscing about the exhilaration of devastation. He looked at Tarble with a deep, forceful voice, expressing a wish that his son could have been there to witness the destruction.
While Tarble listened to his father's stories, he couldn't help but reflect on the countless lives lost at his father's hands. As the dinner came to an end, his mother tidied up the table, and Tarble's father suggested it was time for the young Saiyan to retire for the night. He emphasized the importance of the significant day awaiting Tarble. With a gentle pat on his son's head, Tarble's father left for another room. Tarble's mother, however, smiled at her son, knowing that it was time for him to embrace his Saiyan warrior heritage. Tarble obediently rose from the table and made his way to his room. Once there, he turned off the lights and lay down on his bed, facing the wall with a window that offered a view of the night sky. It was a window that had often captured his imagination, inspiring dreams of adventure and exploration. However, on this particular night, Tarble found himself troubled by the impending mission of visiting another planet to extinguish human life. He couldn't help but ponder why his people could not be a more peaceful race, why they were bound by a destiny of destruction. As the night wore on, Tarble's anxiety grew, and he started to contemplate a daring escape from the life he was destined to lead….
Sample RP:
The thought of running away from his family and home started to bother the young saiyan. How could he just pack up and leave? The fact that he would be disappointing his race and making a mockery of his family name would eat away at the saiyan. But on the other hand, he would tarnish his family name and probably be killed if he did not follow through with the orders. It was time to think fast about what Tarble needed to do. He knew there were saiyan pods that were preset for locations. At this moment it didn’t matter where he went but was just best for him to get out of this situation.
Young Tarble jumped out of his bed and started to through on his saiyan armor with shoulder pads. As he climbed back onto his bed, he looked back at his door with a bit of sadness that he was letting his family down. Sliding the window open, Tarble climbed out quickly. Since saiyan houses were only one story there was not a high drop to the ground. As Tarble landed on both feet, he slid the window closed. There was only a short window he had to make it to the saiyan pods. The journey wasn’t far, but being undetected was another issue. Creeping behind buildings and keeping an eye for saiyan shoulders walking about gave the Young saiyan a bit of a rush.
As the young saiyan took his time, he eventually made it to where the preset saiyan pods were sitting. Without a second to wait, Tarble opened the door to the closet pod to him. He climbed into the single passenger seat ready for his departure. With a sigh of relief, he knew that this was the best decision to make. Killing life for sport was wrong and he knew it. As he hit the power button, he spoke to himself “Earth”? As the pod turned on a saiyan warrior was alarmed nearby and started to charge to assess the situation. Looking out the window Tarble knew that it was now or never. If he hesitated now, he would be caught and dragged off to the king.
Without a doubt, Tarble hit the button for the saiyan pod to take off. As the pod lifted off the ground, it flew off into the air like a shooting rocket. Tarble sat back to take the view of the black universe. He felt free from the pressure that was laid upon him at birth and now it was a new adventure. What was this Earth about? Is planet Earth safe, are the life forms civil, or is this going to be a bad decision that Tarble made? After a week of going through the universe the saiyan pod race through the black emptiness. Tarble awoke to see a massive blue planet in front of him. The site of this planet up above was beautiful. The pod raced down towards the sky as if there was no time to waste. Tarble tried everything he could to slow down the pod, but this was never in his training regime. As the pod neared the ground, it slammed hard making a small crater in the ground. The saiyan body was slammed forward but brought back quickly from the belts that he was strapped in.
As the door of the pod opened, smoke came crashing out of it. Tarble released himself from the clutches of the belt as he was ready to start his new adventure. As the dust settled the young ten-year-old stepped out ready for what was in store for him.
Was a member a long long time ago.
Discord Name:
- DoubleIzzy
Starting Character:
- Tarble
Starting Planet:
- Earth
Character Race:
- Saiyan
Starting Stat Distribution: (Canons = 8000 points)
- Strength: 1,550
- Speed: 1,750
- Toughness: 1,450
- Stamina: 1,500
- Vitality: 1,750
Starting Trait Distribution: (5 points)
- Determination: 3
- Charisma: 1
- Intelligence: 1
Starting Technique:
- Bukujutsu
- Powerfly
- deflect
- Mesposo
- Blast Punch
- New member starts with - Zenkai
- New member starts with - Hardiness
- Saiyans starts with - Ki Master 1
- Saiyans starts with - Beginner's Aura
Starting Items:
- Saiyan Armor W/ Shoulders
- Superior Ticket
Starting Transformation:
- Uncontrolled Ouzaru
Starting Fighting Style:
- Balanced
Character Picture:
Character Bio:
In the warrior-dominated society of Planet Vegeta, there lived a young Saiyan named Tarble who was unlike the majority of his race. He possessed a kind and compassionate heart, a rarity among the fierce and ruthless Saiyan warriors who thrived on combat and conquest. Unlike his father, who relished the idea of battle and taking lives, Tarble had a deep aversion to killing. The eve of Tarble's tenth birthday marked a significant event for Saiyan children. It was a time-honored tradition for Saiyan youths to be sent to other planets at a young age, tasked with conquering and destroying civilizations to prepare those worlds for sale to the highest bidder. Tarble, born with a lower power level than most Saiyans, had to undergo intense training before he could even contemplate participating in this brutal custom.
The night before Tarble's scheduled departure, his family gathered to celebrate the young Saiyan's impending journey. They feasted on the meat of a great Mouma, a delicacy among their race, as they shared stories and laughter. Tarble's father, a staunch advocate of conquest and destruction, regaled them with tales of his first planetary takeover at the tender age of three. He slammed his mug of alcohol onto the table and laughed heartily, reminiscing about the exhilaration of devastation. He looked at Tarble with a deep, forceful voice, expressing a wish that his son could have been there to witness the destruction.
While Tarble listened to his father's stories, he couldn't help but reflect on the countless lives lost at his father's hands. As the dinner came to an end, his mother tidied up the table, and Tarble's father suggested it was time for the young Saiyan to retire for the night. He emphasized the importance of the significant day awaiting Tarble. With a gentle pat on his son's head, Tarble's father left for another room. Tarble's mother, however, smiled at her son, knowing that it was time for him to embrace his Saiyan warrior heritage. Tarble obediently rose from the table and made his way to his room. Once there, he turned off the lights and lay down on his bed, facing the wall with a window that offered a view of the night sky. It was a window that had often captured his imagination, inspiring dreams of adventure and exploration. However, on this particular night, Tarble found himself troubled by the impending mission of visiting another planet to extinguish human life. He couldn't help but ponder why his people could not be a more peaceful race, why they were bound by a destiny of destruction. As the night wore on, Tarble's anxiety grew, and he started to contemplate a daring escape from the life he was destined to lead….
Sample RP:
The thought of running away from his family and home started to bother the young saiyan. How could he just pack up and leave? The fact that he would be disappointing his race and making a mockery of his family name would eat away at the saiyan. But on the other hand, he would tarnish his family name and probably be killed if he did not follow through with the orders. It was time to think fast about what Tarble needed to do. He knew there were saiyan pods that were preset for locations. At this moment it didn’t matter where he went but was just best for him to get out of this situation.
Young Tarble jumped out of his bed and started to through on his saiyan armor with shoulder pads. As he climbed back onto his bed, he looked back at his door with a bit of sadness that he was letting his family down. Sliding the window open, Tarble climbed out quickly. Since saiyan houses were only one story there was not a high drop to the ground. As Tarble landed on both feet, he slid the window closed. There was only a short window he had to make it to the saiyan pods. The journey wasn’t far, but being undetected was another issue. Creeping behind buildings and keeping an eye for saiyan shoulders walking about gave the Young saiyan a bit of a rush.
As the young saiyan took his time, he eventually made it to where the preset saiyan pods were sitting. Without a second to wait, Tarble opened the door to the closet pod to him. He climbed into the single passenger seat ready for his departure. With a sigh of relief, he knew that this was the best decision to make. Killing life for sport was wrong and he knew it. As he hit the power button, he spoke to himself “Earth”? As the pod turned on a saiyan warrior was alarmed nearby and started to charge to assess the situation. Looking out the window Tarble knew that it was now or never. If he hesitated now, he would be caught and dragged off to the king.
Without a doubt, Tarble hit the button for the saiyan pod to take off. As the pod lifted off the ground, it flew off into the air like a shooting rocket. Tarble sat back to take the view of the black universe. He felt free from the pressure that was laid upon him at birth and now it was a new adventure. What was this Earth about? Is planet Earth safe, are the life forms civil, or is this going to be a bad decision that Tarble made? After a week of going through the universe the saiyan pod race through the black emptiness. Tarble awoke to see a massive blue planet in front of him. The site of this planet up above was beautiful. The pod raced down towards the sky as if there was no time to waste. Tarble tried everything he could to slow down the pod, but this was never in his training regime. As the pod neared the ground, it slammed hard making a small crater in the ground. The saiyan body was slammed forward but brought back quickly from the belts that he was strapped in.
As the door of the pod opened, smoke came crashing out of it. Tarble released himself from the clutches of the belt as he was ready to start his new adventure. As the dust settled the young ten-year-old stepped out ready for what was in store for him.
