Post by michael on Mar 30, 2015 22:51:22 GMT
Name Michael(named after an alien his father served with and saved his father's life more times than he would care to admit)
Alias:
Cerberus,Bion,Dimios
Species:
Sayian
Gender:
Male
Age:
24
Appearance:
Michael is a fair sized man standing at 6 feet and very muscular as typical for a pure blooded sayian his hair is a deep shade of brown and his eyes a dark bronze his skins a sweet honey hue though his hair may be a normal color it's style is far from it instead of the typical wild spikey mess, his tied back in a pony tail along the top with the sides being shaved.
A handsome man is his own right in that devilish mediterainian rouge kind of way which is only enchanced by his crooked grin, trimmed goatee and light scar above his eye.
When looking his at his well built body one will notice a few scars here and there an occupational hazard to say the least of being a Sayian but most would be drawn by the tattoos bedecking his skin ranging from the snarling three headed hound on his back to the day of the dead skull over his heart and many others.
His usual dress is his black and silver shoulder padless battle armor with thigh guards over a tank top and black form fitting pants,matching black and silver armored boots and fingerless guantlets along with his standard green lensed scanner.
History:
Michael has had an atypical childhood even for a Sayian warrior, born to a middle class warrior (yes it actually a thing believe it or not)the older of two children the other being his sister Shalot not too long after her birth both their parents were brutally butchered by a being in a cloak with a robotic arm and glowing baleful viridian eyes.
In order to support his little sister and vent his festering rage he joined up with a merc band which did everything from old school planet piracy to protection work and beyond all through out his stint with the mercs who he loathed to his very core for being corrupt barbarians, he tried to find the man who murdered his family.
This all came to ahead in some sleezy little dive on a backwater planet as Michael stood over a severly beaten older alien man, his hand raised ready to finish off the old geezer when it all changed a young woman stepped in the way she was not the most attactive nor did Michael fall in love with the girl but her purity gave him pause for she was something very special she was the type of person you don't kill the type of person who is supposed to live and to kill someone like that is selling one's soul to the devil himself at this crossroad Michael chose a different path he would not sell his soul to the devil but rather hunt those that did starting off by killing every last member of the merc unit.
Not long after he became a memeber of a loosely organised group of privateers called the Space Corsairs that had taken up the ancient oath to hunt down pirates, slavers and smugglers his time as a corsair is nearing it's end and he will be able retire to earth where during all this chaos his sister had moved to and married a human who she had twins with a boy Aristotle and a girl Hera.
Starting Planet: Planet Vegeta
Techniques:
Offensive
Reaper Lance-a simple full power energy wave attack with a red and black colour palette, the attack can be charged at the usual 1/3 pl rate as set out in the rules of the forum. (N)
Fist of the God of Blood(If you get the reference you get a cookie of RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGE and enternal fury) the user charges ki around his fist in a bright red hue before driving it into the opponent (it's a ki enchanced punch in less dramatic terms)(N)
Support
Afterimage-needs no explination,well if you need me to explain this to you I would question your understanding of the source material and possibly your intelligence .(N)
Special
Items: 500 Zenni
One-Use Pod
Alias:
Cerberus,Bion,Dimios
Species:
Sayian
Gender:
Male
Age:
24
Appearance:
Michael is a fair sized man standing at 6 feet and very muscular as typical for a pure blooded sayian his hair is a deep shade of brown and his eyes a dark bronze his skins a sweet honey hue though his hair may be a normal color it's style is far from it instead of the typical wild spikey mess, his tied back in a pony tail along the top with the sides being shaved.
A handsome man is his own right in that devilish mediterainian rouge kind of way which is only enchanced by his crooked grin, trimmed goatee and light scar above his eye.
When looking his at his well built body one will notice a few scars here and there an occupational hazard to say the least of being a Sayian but most would be drawn by the tattoos bedecking his skin ranging from the snarling three headed hound on his back to the day of the dead skull over his heart and many others.
His usual dress is his black and silver shoulder padless battle armor with thigh guards over a tank top and black form fitting pants,matching black and silver armored boots and fingerless guantlets along with his standard green lensed scanner.
History:
Michael has had an atypical childhood even for a Sayian warrior, born to a middle class warrior (yes it actually a thing believe it or not)the older of two children the other being his sister Shalot not too long after her birth both their parents were brutally butchered by a being in a cloak with a robotic arm and glowing baleful viridian eyes.
In order to support his little sister and vent his festering rage he joined up with a merc band which did everything from old school planet piracy to protection work and beyond all through out his stint with the mercs who he loathed to his very core for being corrupt barbarians, he tried to find the man who murdered his family.
This all came to ahead in some sleezy little dive on a backwater planet as Michael stood over a severly beaten older alien man, his hand raised ready to finish off the old geezer when it all changed a young woman stepped in the way she was not the most attactive nor did Michael fall in love with the girl but her purity gave him pause for she was something very special she was the type of person you don't kill the type of person who is supposed to live and to kill someone like that is selling one's soul to the devil himself at this crossroad Michael chose a different path he would not sell his soul to the devil but rather hunt those that did starting off by killing every last member of the merc unit.
Not long after he became a memeber of a loosely organised group of privateers called the Space Corsairs that had taken up the ancient oath to hunt down pirates, slavers and smugglers his time as a corsair is nearing it's end and he will be able retire to earth where during all this chaos his sister had moved to and married a human who she had twins with a boy Aristotle and a girl Hera.
Starting Planet: Planet Vegeta
Techniques:
Offensive
Reaper Lance-a simple full power energy wave attack with a red and black colour palette, the attack can be charged at the usual 1/3 pl rate as set out in the rules of the forum. (N)
Fist of the God of Blood(If you get the reference you get a cookie of RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGE and enternal fury) the user charges ki around his fist in a bright red hue before driving it into the opponent (it's a ki enchanced punch in less dramatic terms)(N)
Support
Afterimage-needs no explination,well if you need me to explain this to you I would question your understanding of the source material and possibly your intelligence .(N)
Special
Items: 500 Zenni
One-Use Pod