Post by Hitake Itori on Aug 9, 2014 8:27:29 GMT
Name: Hitake Itori.
Alias: Blood Hound
Species: Saiyan
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Appearance:
History:
The waste lands made for a brutal unforgiving home. Only the outcasts, the freaks, the disturbed called this home. This home that deemed fit to raise Hitake. Hitake's parents had been exiled from the main cities on planet vegeta due to a rebellious nature. They had defied the king and his followers, claiming they had no rights to the throne. Instead of death came banishment. Nine months into their permanent sentence, the proud saiyan woman gave birth. They had not known at the time she was pregnant.
It was too late at that time, and anyone born in the wastelands would never be accepted. This was their domain now, as was so many others who tried to make a life here. The lack of food, clean water, even shelter made improvising and inventiveness a thing of necessity. It was something Hitake learned early as he was forced to work and survive the moment he could walk. Hunting for food and water took time and energy, and every hand helped. There were many times they went without, living like nomads, traveling to find new resources.
For years this was all Hitake's life was, one big fight survival. It took a while but eventually things began to change. Many exiles came together and worked out an idea fora community of their own, among the group was his parents. They would carve homes from the hills and cliffs, scavenging from the wilderness what they could. Occasionally finding old ships, crashed vehicles and other metal constructions they could assimilate into means of travel or into other necessities.
Slowly the exiled community grew into a small thriving city. Many parties were sent out to fight and hunt and to bring home food and supplies, even if that meant sneaking into the city and stealing or killing. At the age of 14, Hitake was drafted into one of them. From then on he had perfected his skills. He was exceptional at hunting, tracking, and finding those pesky things others couldn't. He was a pretty good fighter at that time as well. Hitake spent 4 years of his live in service of his people. Laying down his very existence for them. Many times his will and determination were tested. Many times they were nearly caught in various missions.
This went on, then ended. His parents died, were killed by a small group of people within the community who thought they were making a ploy for power and wanted it for their own so thus they decided to eliminate the competition. Hitake went rouge, even for them. He disappeared, he figured he was next. For the next two years he lived alone in a small cave he had made his home after fighting a beast for it. The beast made for a months good meals, but the luxury didn't last. He was prepared, he survived, even thrived. The pride he held, the desire for vengeance, and his undying will that drove him to push up make him work himself to the bone.
On the eve of Hitake's 20th birthday, he had finally decided that it was time to make an appearance, to see what had come of his home since he left. No one recognized him when he had returned. The two years alone had drastically changed him, hardened him. The group that had taken his parents lives had since then taken control and ruled with a rather ruthless fist. Many of his own people were outcasts in their own home for the same reason his own parents once were. The cicle of life was harsh, and unforgiving.
Hitake was even more so unforgiving. He hadn't left those two years for nothing. He quickly integrated back into society. He worked hard to own his own home, his own territory. He got in good with some of the people there and even got a business up and running. This was all a front. He needed the people on his side, he needed to seem harmless, to appear he was a sheep. Two more years would pass as he built his life, his friends, his allies. On a cold clear night, half moon high, fate would have its way. Hitake and his followers would do a hostile take over, nearly costing him his life.
They wanted the city back the way it was, fair to everyone who dedicated their lives to its prosperity. Not fair only to those it thought were privileged. Much blood was spilled, many deaths were had. The very desire for blood shed and battle brought the city to its knees into a sate of ruin. The userpers were removed and a new rule was instated. It took a couple more years to finally fix everything that was brought down and rebuilt into something better. It should have taken longer. The desire to fight was strong in their race. It nearly threatened to rip them apart several more times. A means to channel the aggression had to be made. Eventually a Colosseum was built for competition. This was just the thing they needed to live together, a place to vent.
Hitake had finally settled down and eventually reopened his business. People could now hire him as a private hunter, tracker, investigator. Whatever they needed his keen sight, smell and other set of skills for he would gladly give, for a price that is.
The next two years following the era of peace was slow at times. Hitake was 26 now, but still yet to make a family. He had managed to make ends meat during the two years, but at times he thought he might have to go into another line of business. He made it through though, and business picked up once again. So far his record was 501/501. Not a single thing he was hired for had gone undone. His record was something, people talked about him when they needed something found. He had a guarantee or your money back set up. His fee's were high, his expenses could be high. He had to have some degree of success to see that he didn't go under rather quickly.
His name spread, even to the main cities. If they came to him under cover, he would accept the work. Even from officials his parents had once fought against. He of course charged them double. He took pride in his work, he refused to fail. No matter how hard or how life threatening, he did it. Even if it meant traveling to another planet. One of his jobs actually landed him in prison for a short duration. He had nearly killed some higher up people from one of the main cities who had been keeping a valuable item that belonged to another group. He managed to get the item, but spent about a week locked up. Only a week though, that was as long as it took for him to escape and return the object for no less then half again as much as agreed for the inconvenience.
Eventually his name also spread that he was an expensive bastard and he made sure to get his due. That didn't stop people from coming to him for help. In his most recent case, a saiyan woman had approached him. She gave him details on what she needed. He was contracted to find a girl who had run away to another planet called earth. The little one rebelled and decided to take life into her own hands. Apparently she had been gone for a little while now, and the mother was getting worried. He took the job of course, he didn't turn down a job. It would be rather expensive, but the woman agreed to the terms. This job would take more than a few days, maybe a few weeks months or even a year. Hitake closed shop, packed up and headed to earth after making it known that he would be closed for an indeterminate amount of time.
Soon Hitake arrived on earth. He had only a little idea of what life there was like, apprehensive but unwavering. It didn't take long to find a small place of residence as a base to conduct his work and he was soon well on his way to tracking down the girl known as Poka.
Starting Planet: Planet Vegeta
Techniques:
Offensive
[N1] Blast Barrage: The user brings fourth Ki to his right or left hand into a large orb. The user than unleashes it by shooting fourth 3 fast and powerful projectiles aimed at the enemy made from the Ki gathered. For each post the user charges the power of this technique past the initial start, an extra orb is launched at the opponent. Max 5 orbs.
[N1] Distortion blast: The user reaches his hand out toward the enemy, opening the hand then gathering Ki in his palm before closing it, releasing a large violent blast of energy towards his opponent. The move gets the name distortion blast from the visual it has of him seemingly grabbing the energy from the air around him and ripping it away.
Support
[SU] Bakujutsu/Flight
[SU] Ki Suppression: The ability to lower his Ki to 10% of his actual power level. Additional training will allow him to lower it further.
Special
Transformations: Oozaru x10 of Power Level
Items: 500 Zenni
One-Use Pod
Alias: Blood Hound
Species: Saiyan
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Appearance:
History:
The waste lands made for a brutal unforgiving home. Only the outcasts, the freaks, the disturbed called this home. This home that deemed fit to raise Hitake. Hitake's parents had been exiled from the main cities on planet vegeta due to a rebellious nature. They had defied the king and his followers, claiming they had no rights to the throne. Instead of death came banishment. Nine months into their permanent sentence, the proud saiyan woman gave birth. They had not known at the time she was pregnant.
It was too late at that time, and anyone born in the wastelands would never be accepted. This was their domain now, as was so many others who tried to make a life here. The lack of food, clean water, even shelter made improvising and inventiveness a thing of necessity. It was something Hitake learned early as he was forced to work and survive the moment he could walk. Hunting for food and water took time and energy, and every hand helped. There were many times they went without, living like nomads, traveling to find new resources.
For years this was all Hitake's life was, one big fight survival. It took a while but eventually things began to change. Many exiles came together and worked out an idea fora community of their own, among the group was his parents. They would carve homes from the hills and cliffs, scavenging from the wilderness what they could. Occasionally finding old ships, crashed vehicles and other metal constructions they could assimilate into means of travel or into other necessities.
Slowly the exiled community grew into a small thriving city. Many parties were sent out to fight and hunt and to bring home food and supplies, even if that meant sneaking into the city and stealing or killing. At the age of 14, Hitake was drafted into one of them. From then on he had perfected his skills. He was exceptional at hunting, tracking, and finding those pesky things others couldn't. He was a pretty good fighter at that time as well. Hitake spent 4 years of his live in service of his people. Laying down his very existence for them. Many times his will and determination were tested. Many times they were nearly caught in various missions.
This went on, then ended. His parents died, were killed by a small group of people within the community who thought they were making a ploy for power and wanted it for their own so thus they decided to eliminate the competition. Hitake went rouge, even for them. He disappeared, he figured he was next. For the next two years he lived alone in a small cave he had made his home after fighting a beast for it. The beast made for a months good meals, but the luxury didn't last. He was prepared, he survived, even thrived. The pride he held, the desire for vengeance, and his undying will that drove him to push up make him work himself to the bone.
On the eve of Hitake's 20th birthday, he had finally decided that it was time to make an appearance, to see what had come of his home since he left. No one recognized him when he had returned. The two years alone had drastically changed him, hardened him. The group that had taken his parents lives had since then taken control and ruled with a rather ruthless fist. Many of his own people were outcasts in their own home for the same reason his own parents once were. The cicle of life was harsh, and unforgiving.
Hitake was even more so unforgiving. He hadn't left those two years for nothing. He quickly integrated back into society. He worked hard to own his own home, his own territory. He got in good with some of the people there and even got a business up and running. This was all a front. He needed the people on his side, he needed to seem harmless, to appear he was a sheep. Two more years would pass as he built his life, his friends, his allies. On a cold clear night, half moon high, fate would have its way. Hitake and his followers would do a hostile take over, nearly costing him his life.
They wanted the city back the way it was, fair to everyone who dedicated their lives to its prosperity. Not fair only to those it thought were privileged. Much blood was spilled, many deaths were had. The very desire for blood shed and battle brought the city to its knees into a sate of ruin. The userpers were removed and a new rule was instated. It took a couple more years to finally fix everything that was brought down and rebuilt into something better. It should have taken longer. The desire to fight was strong in their race. It nearly threatened to rip them apart several more times. A means to channel the aggression had to be made. Eventually a Colosseum was built for competition. This was just the thing they needed to live together, a place to vent.
Hitake had finally settled down and eventually reopened his business. People could now hire him as a private hunter, tracker, investigator. Whatever they needed his keen sight, smell and other set of skills for he would gladly give, for a price that is.
The next two years following the era of peace was slow at times. Hitake was 26 now, but still yet to make a family. He had managed to make ends meat during the two years, but at times he thought he might have to go into another line of business. He made it through though, and business picked up once again. So far his record was 501/501. Not a single thing he was hired for had gone undone. His record was something, people talked about him when they needed something found. He had a guarantee or your money back set up. His fee's were high, his expenses could be high. He had to have some degree of success to see that he didn't go under rather quickly.
His name spread, even to the main cities. If they came to him under cover, he would accept the work. Even from officials his parents had once fought against. He of course charged them double. He took pride in his work, he refused to fail. No matter how hard or how life threatening, he did it. Even if it meant traveling to another planet. One of his jobs actually landed him in prison for a short duration. He had nearly killed some higher up people from one of the main cities who had been keeping a valuable item that belonged to another group. He managed to get the item, but spent about a week locked up. Only a week though, that was as long as it took for him to escape and return the object for no less then half again as much as agreed for the inconvenience.
Eventually his name also spread that he was an expensive bastard and he made sure to get his due. That didn't stop people from coming to him for help. In his most recent case, a saiyan woman had approached him. She gave him details on what she needed. He was contracted to find a girl who had run away to another planet called earth. The little one rebelled and decided to take life into her own hands. Apparently she had been gone for a little while now, and the mother was getting worried. He took the job of course, he didn't turn down a job. It would be rather expensive, but the woman agreed to the terms. This job would take more than a few days, maybe a few weeks months or even a year. Hitake closed shop, packed up and headed to earth after making it known that he would be closed for an indeterminate amount of time.
Soon Hitake arrived on earth. He had only a little idea of what life there was like, apprehensive but unwavering. It didn't take long to find a small place of residence as a base to conduct his work and he was soon well on his way to tracking down the girl known as Poka.
Starting Planet: Planet Vegeta
Techniques:
Offensive
[N1] Blast Barrage: The user brings fourth Ki to his right or left hand into a large orb. The user than unleashes it by shooting fourth 3 fast and powerful projectiles aimed at the enemy made from the Ki gathered. For each post the user charges the power of this technique past the initial start, an extra orb is launched at the opponent. Max 5 orbs.
[N1] Distortion blast: The user reaches his hand out toward the enemy, opening the hand then gathering Ki in his palm before closing it, releasing a large violent blast of energy towards his opponent. The move gets the name distortion blast from the visual it has of him seemingly grabbing the energy from the air around him and ripping it away.
Support
[SU] Bakujutsu/Flight
[SU] Ki Suppression: The ability to lower his Ki to 10% of his actual power level. Additional training will allow him to lower it further.
Special
Transformations: Oozaru x10 of Power Level
Items: 500 Zenni
One-Use Pod