Post by zewo on Apr 30, 2015 19:19:13 GMT
Name: Drae Conner
Alias: None
Species:
Saiyan
Gender:
Male
Age:
Twenty-two
Appearance:
Drae is overall a very young looking Saiyan who is usually underestimated by his size, and childish looks to him. A baby face if you would. He is a small-to-medium build being skinny but on the more toned side. This man stands roughly six foot even, and weighs roughly one hundred ninety pounds. A confident friendly smirk hangs on his face covering his pearly white smile. Two pitch black eyes flow well with these features, and they set underneath the jet-black bangs from his long shaggy haircut. These were the constants of his physical features, and now for the variables. A pair of blue comfortable-fit sandals were peeking out from under a pair of black baggy pants. They were tight at the waist, but looser the further down they got. Also having a black-beater slung firmly around his torso and tucked into his pants waist line. This was all along with his gray large collared jacket; collar was the upward position. It had an open front, but the bottom was crossed together and tied at the waist firmly by a black sash.
History:
Drae Conner grew up on the Planet of Vegeta, it was a barren wasteland practically besides Cacumber Capital. That was the sanctuary for the Saiyans and held most of the entire race, outside that establishment was a wasteland driven by war and only war. The young Saiyan had only known of this historical tradition to be a warrior and only know to grow to a refined soldier. Saiyan's only knew of their inheritance whether it was through blood, family teachings or just being in this society. A lot of races feared the Saiyans for their past, and feared even more for the future...it wasn't exactly the best race to be born into, right?
Drae on the other hand had thought differently as he grew up. It was the passion to become something greater that led his foot steps in this journey. He was a young man now, but when he was a child...it was a struggle. Poverty was one of the primary factors, and he understood what it was like to be a weakling at the time. Even as a child he was thrown into missions, deserted lands plagued by monsters...and even other planets through shuttles. It was monstrous to do to a child, but only the pressure could refine this little piece of coal into a rock solid diamond. That's exactly what the society did for their pupils...it was throw them in, and see what came out. The success rate was high, and it was an experiment always; the strongest live. A god given fact, and truth about this reality.
Years and years of battling, waging minor wars...and even battling one another. It was a struggle to maintain both a social reputations and one with the Capital itself. Missions were important, paid vague amounts unless being capable of handling more. At the ages of seven to sixteen...it was terrible. As a Conner he held a lot of weight on his shoulders and that was because what he believed was his duty....to get his family out. It was only him who knew the past mistakes and had time to correct them. The family couldn't have planned for his father's accident, and inability to walk now. Literally leaving' the family in shambles, and his mother had to pull double. It was a large emotion war during these times because his father went into depression.
It wasn't easy watching these many things go on, but it was his goal to take the weight off their shoulders. Hold it onto his own, and make the pain less for those around him. A sanctuary for his friends and family. It was his ambition to continue to take all this pain, and use it as fuel to establish dominance on any obstacle that may sit in his way. It was a Saiyan's determination that pushed him to strive for so much more than this measly Capital he was prisoner to.
Starting Planet: Planet Vegeta
Techniques:
Offensive
[N1] Multi-Explosive
-The user focuses their Ki energy into either their left or right palm. It can be charged in various stages, and project a stronger amount of energy if needed. A single large sphere is made roughly equal size to a football; slightly bigger. This can be launched in the general direction of the opponent, when reaching ten yards in any diameter it was explode into three smaller spheres of pure energy forward to shot-gun like strike the opponent by surprise. A useful burst shot!
[N1] Stratus-beam
-A technique which requires both hands clasped together to generate a stronger concentration, and more Ki energy. It is focused into both hands until the orb reaches it's first minimal stage of energy which is enough to project a straight beam of energy which can only curve, and adjust slightly. It maintains a feint greenish glow around it, presenting a unique aura and beautiful sight to fascinate one's eyes on.
Support
[SU] Flight (bukujutsu)
-Gives the user capability of flight, on will...as long as Ki energy is available.
Special
Items: 500 Zenni
One-Use Pod
Alias: None
Species:
Saiyan
Gender:
Male
Age:
Twenty-two
Appearance:
Drae is overall a very young looking Saiyan who is usually underestimated by his size, and childish looks to him. A baby face if you would. He is a small-to-medium build being skinny but on the more toned side. This man stands roughly six foot even, and weighs roughly one hundred ninety pounds. A confident friendly smirk hangs on his face covering his pearly white smile. Two pitch black eyes flow well with these features, and they set underneath the jet-black bangs from his long shaggy haircut. These were the constants of his physical features, and now for the variables. A pair of blue comfortable-fit sandals were peeking out from under a pair of black baggy pants. They were tight at the waist, but looser the further down they got. Also having a black-beater slung firmly around his torso and tucked into his pants waist line. This was all along with his gray large collared jacket; collar was the upward position. It had an open front, but the bottom was crossed together and tied at the waist firmly by a black sash.
History:
Drae Conner grew up on the Planet of Vegeta, it was a barren wasteland practically besides Cacumber Capital. That was the sanctuary for the Saiyans and held most of the entire race, outside that establishment was a wasteland driven by war and only war. The young Saiyan had only known of this historical tradition to be a warrior and only know to grow to a refined soldier. Saiyan's only knew of their inheritance whether it was through blood, family teachings or just being in this society. A lot of races feared the Saiyans for their past, and feared even more for the future...it wasn't exactly the best race to be born into, right?
Drae on the other hand had thought differently as he grew up. It was the passion to become something greater that led his foot steps in this journey. He was a young man now, but when he was a child...it was a struggle. Poverty was one of the primary factors, and he understood what it was like to be a weakling at the time. Even as a child he was thrown into missions, deserted lands plagued by monsters...and even other planets through shuttles. It was monstrous to do to a child, but only the pressure could refine this little piece of coal into a rock solid diamond. That's exactly what the society did for their pupils...it was throw them in, and see what came out. The success rate was high, and it was an experiment always; the strongest live. A god given fact, and truth about this reality.
Years and years of battling, waging minor wars...and even battling one another. It was a struggle to maintain both a social reputations and one with the Capital itself. Missions were important, paid vague amounts unless being capable of handling more. At the ages of seven to sixteen...it was terrible. As a Conner he held a lot of weight on his shoulders and that was because what he believed was his duty....to get his family out. It was only him who knew the past mistakes and had time to correct them. The family couldn't have planned for his father's accident, and inability to walk now. Literally leaving' the family in shambles, and his mother had to pull double. It was a large emotion war during these times because his father went into depression.
It wasn't easy watching these many things go on, but it was his goal to take the weight off their shoulders. Hold it onto his own, and make the pain less for those around him. A sanctuary for his friends and family. It was his ambition to continue to take all this pain, and use it as fuel to establish dominance on any obstacle that may sit in his way. It was a Saiyan's determination that pushed him to strive for so much more than this measly Capital he was prisoner to.
Starting Planet: Planet Vegeta
Techniques:
Offensive
[N1] Multi-Explosive
-The user focuses their Ki energy into either their left or right palm. It can be charged in various stages, and project a stronger amount of energy if needed. A single large sphere is made roughly equal size to a football; slightly bigger. This can be launched in the general direction of the opponent, when reaching ten yards in any diameter it was explode into three smaller spheres of pure energy forward to shot-gun like strike the opponent by surprise. A useful burst shot!
[N1] Stratus-beam
-A technique which requires both hands clasped together to generate a stronger concentration, and more Ki energy. It is focused into both hands until the orb reaches it's first minimal stage of energy which is enough to project a straight beam of energy which can only curve, and adjust slightly. It maintains a feint greenish glow around it, presenting a unique aura and beautiful sight to fascinate one's eyes on.
Support
[SU] Flight (bukujutsu)
-Gives the user capability of flight, on will...as long as Ki energy is available.
Special
Items: 500 Zenni
One-Use Pod