Post by rozan on May 28, 2011 13:15:09 GMT -6
Full Name- Rozan
Nick names- None
Race- Half saiyan
Race Bonus-
Blind Rage: Saiyans love to fight, plain and simple. At the cost of your Ki Attacks, you will receive a twenty percent boost to all stats IN FIGHTS ONLY. After the fight is over, your stats will return to normal.
Zenkai Boost: After a Saiyan experiences a near death experience, his power level will increase by 10 percent, and all stats will increase by 5 percent.
Alignment- Neutral
Age- 12
Gender- male
Sexuality: Straight
Custom Title- The Orphan
Appearance
Height: 4’ 10” (four feet ten inches
Hair: Black
Eyes: Dark brown
Skin: Light brown
Body type: Well toned
Over all description:
He has caramel colored skin, and is built like a well seasoned runner with a toned body that only dedicated can achieve. That’s not to say he could compete with a body builder, but one wouldn’t think he’d have a hard time getting the ladies. For a child of his age he would seem very physically fit without looking weird. But what really makes people shy away from him is his gaze that seem to make a person feel small and self-conscious. His dark brown eyes never seem to fully open, his hair in a well kept buzz cut, and his blank face usually void of smiles makes him less approachable
Personality
Likes-Running, Swimming, Fighting with his rival, sushi, reading, and sports
Dislikes- People who try to tell him what to do, The do gooders who are always meddling, the people trying to destroy his home.
Over all- He hates being weak, and he also hates the weak who do nothing to try and gain strength. He does love being free and strong, but one day he wishes he could bring a proper balance to the world.
Other
Family- Kirill-Adopted father
Mate- None
Crush- None
Offspring- None
Transformations
Oozaru-Requires either a full moon, or a False Full moon
Power Level. If a full moon is not available, Blutz Waves can be reflected off of a planetary body and trigger the transformation.
Weakness:
Loner- He grew up in the wilds and has been alone since Kiril passed, so for him to depend on others is not an option.
Pride- He doesn’t realize it, but his sayin pride is very strong when it comes to fighting, causing him to take on opponents he should probably avoid. Though he is no fool, and if he feels he has no chance of winning he won’t fight, no matter how hard he wants to.
Stubborn- If he believes his is right no one can convince him he is wrong. Meaning that it he has to be beat in battle for his will to bend to another’s, though only temporarily.
Starting Power Level: 1000
Stats:
Strength 20
Speed 20
Endurance 20
Aura Color
Red
Techniques:
[/li][li] Flight- basic chi manipulation to cause flight
[/li][li] High speed rush- using his agility, Rozan is able to sacrifice power for speed dealing multiple blows to his opponent with only a 1/3 of his strength.
[/li][li] Burst of power-focusing his power to his hands he send forth a dark red blast with all his energy. A finishing move.
[/li][li] Rapid fire- using the power in numbers philosophy, Rozan launched a numerous amount of red energy blasts towards his foe, though there are all only about a fourth of his power
[/li][li] Bursting- Collecting his the boy flings his hands wide, launching energy in all directions to protect himself from weaker chi blasts and surrounding opponents.
[/li][li] Inexperienced combo- Using his small agile form, the young man attacks with multiple punches to the gut, bringing his opponents head down, before he launches a head but into the bottom of their jaw. This causes him some damage, but it does a lot more to the opponent if it lands.
History
Rozan never dreamed too big. He didn‘t really have a fair start in life being and orphan and all. He didn’t know his parents, as they had gave him to an orphanage when he was born and never looked back. When bandits attack their orphanage only a handful of people survived to tell of what happened. Kiril was one of the few people who stood against them and drove them off. A lot of the other children were sent away to various orphanages around the world, but Kiril kept Rozan and raised him like a son.
It was like this for six years. Six years of peace and happy memories that he would need to face the world. In those six years Kiril taught him the basics on defending himself, something the mercenary had made his living on. He never had a style, believing that it was better to develop one’s own way of fighting through combat, but he did believe in building a strong foundation to do so with. Yes he really looked up to Kiril and would one day go with him and train under him as a merc. But that all changed in an instant.
Kiril had brought Rozan along with him to do a simple job of guarding the farmers as they herded their cattle from the river and back, when suddenly without warning they struck. It wasn’t simple bandits this time, but some sort of small army dressed in weird cloths and firing beams of light. They quickly killed the farmers, who’s rifles did nothing to damage them, and surrounded Kiril, who was able to defeat them as they charged him one or two at a time, while Rozan fought them off as well. Eventually he was brought down, not by the henchman, but by an even stranger looking creature who avoided his attacks and beams like they were nothing. Seeing his father killed, sent him over the edge, but he knew that he wasn’t able to defeat an opponent that had bested his own father, so he fled. He knew the wilds better than anyone, so he was able to avoid detection and destruction for several days, before the strange alien left, the village destroyed and the people killed. From that day on, Rozan lived alone, honing his skills alone for years, until finally he emerged from the wilds a young man. He would track down his fathers killer, and gain his revenge, even though it meant coming back to the civilized world.
Rp Sample
Things were quickly starting to get interesting in west city. The mechanized demons we’re all starting to crawl together as two fighters appeared to challenge them. They were both male, one taller with black hair and an orange gi. The other had purple hair, a color the boy had not seen before, and was clad in seemingly regular street cloths. They were both putting up a good fight, the black haired one’s power was skyrocketing with some sort of weird technique, making him faster than he was moving just a little while ago. Still even with the boost in power and speed, the two men were still getting overrun, the difference in numbers was too great it seemed. Just as one of the metal demons was about to sneak attack the man in orange, a girl appeared stomping down on the things tail. She said a few words to them, before starting to fight the creature, a smile lighting up her face. She to was wearing street cloths, a white top with long sleeves rolled up to the elbows, a pair of shorts, and sneakers. ‘Looks like she arrived just in time.’
Part of him was intrigued, not since his late father had he seen the type of power the three were wielding and even then they were stronger than his father, who was not able to fight as well as them. Was it possible there were more beings with the power he had? ‘No, not like mine. They don’t have tails or anything to suggest they aren’t normal humans. So this is what humanity is capable of when they push themselves huh? I think I too shall join in.’ Even with his mind made up he was still a bit weary, he had not been in actual combat for quite some time so his confidence was a little low. A scream split the air, snapping him back to the battle at hand as he witnessed a man’s torso get split in two by the evil monster. Enough was enough. Without word or warning he sprang into action, kicking the metal demon in the back and saving the lives of a woman and child in the process. Concentrating he sent one of his most powerful blasts of energy after the creature, before turning back towards the trio of fighters. He heard the explosion caused by his blast and hoped the thing was down for the count, but even if he was there were still plenty more. He would stay near the other three people, a cover so that if things got to hairy he would retreat. He owed these people nothing, but this was a chance to gain strength and test himself, and that was more than enough to offer his services.
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Tell us about yourself:
Name you wish to go by on here: Rozan- Rufus
How can we contact you? PM is fine
How long have you been rp'ing? 2 years I think
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Nick names- None
Race- Half saiyan
Race Bonus-
Blind Rage: Saiyans love to fight, plain and simple. At the cost of your Ki Attacks, you will receive a twenty percent boost to all stats IN FIGHTS ONLY. After the fight is over, your stats will return to normal.
Zenkai Boost: After a Saiyan experiences a near death experience, his power level will increase by 10 percent, and all stats will increase by 5 percent.
Alignment- Neutral
Age- 12
Gender- male
Sexuality: Straight
Custom Title- The Orphan
Appearance
Height: 4’ 10” (four feet ten inches
Hair: Black
Eyes: Dark brown
Skin: Light brown
Body type: Well toned
Over all description:
He has caramel colored skin, and is built like a well seasoned runner with a toned body that only dedicated can achieve. That’s not to say he could compete with a body builder, but one wouldn’t think he’d have a hard time getting the ladies. For a child of his age he would seem very physically fit without looking weird. But what really makes people shy away from him is his gaze that seem to make a person feel small and self-conscious. His dark brown eyes never seem to fully open, his hair in a well kept buzz cut, and his blank face usually void of smiles makes him less approachable
Personality
Likes-Running, Swimming, Fighting with his rival, sushi, reading, and sports
Dislikes- People who try to tell him what to do, The do gooders who are always meddling, the people trying to destroy his home.
Over all- He hates being weak, and he also hates the weak who do nothing to try and gain strength. He does love being free and strong, but one day he wishes he could bring a proper balance to the world.
Other
Family- Kirill-Adopted father
Mate- None
Crush- None
Offspring- None
Transformations
Oozaru-Requires either a full moon, or a False Full moon
Power Level. If a full moon is not available, Blutz Waves can be reflected off of a planetary body and trigger the transformation.
Weakness:
Loner- He grew up in the wilds and has been alone since Kiril passed, so for him to depend on others is not an option.
Pride- He doesn’t realize it, but his sayin pride is very strong when it comes to fighting, causing him to take on opponents he should probably avoid. Though he is no fool, and if he feels he has no chance of winning he won’t fight, no matter how hard he wants to.
Stubborn- If he believes his is right no one can convince him he is wrong. Meaning that it he has to be beat in battle for his will to bend to another’s, though only temporarily.
Starting Power Level: 1000
Stats:
Strength 20
Speed 20
Endurance 20
Aura Color
Red
Techniques:
[/li][li] Flight- basic chi manipulation to cause flight
[/li][li] High speed rush- using his agility, Rozan is able to sacrifice power for speed dealing multiple blows to his opponent with only a 1/3 of his strength.
[/li][li] Burst of power-focusing his power to his hands he send forth a dark red blast with all his energy. A finishing move.
[/li][li] Rapid fire- using the power in numbers philosophy, Rozan launched a numerous amount of red energy blasts towards his foe, though there are all only about a fourth of his power
[/li][li] Bursting- Collecting his the boy flings his hands wide, launching energy in all directions to protect himself from weaker chi blasts and surrounding opponents.
[/li][li] Inexperienced combo- Using his small agile form, the young man attacks with multiple punches to the gut, bringing his opponents head down, before he launches a head but into the bottom of their jaw. This causes him some damage, but it does a lot more to the opponent if it lands.
History
Rozan never dreamed too big. He didn‘t really have a fair start in life being and orphan and all. He didn’t know his parents, as they had gave him to an orphanage when he was born and never looked back. When bandits attack their orphanage only a handful of people survived to tell of what happened. Kiril was one of the few people who stood against them and drove them off. A lot of the other children were sent away to various orphanages around the world, but Kiril kept Rozan and raised him like a son.
It was like this for six years. Six years of peace and happy memories that he would need to face the world. In those six years Kiril taught him the basics on defending himself, something the mercenary had made his living on. He never had a style, believing that it was better to develop one’s own way of fighting through combat, but he did believe in building a strong foundation to do so with. Yes he really looked up to Kiril and would one day go with him and train under him as a merc. But that all changed in an instant.
Kiril had brought Rozan along with him to do a simple job of guarding the farmers as they herded their cattle from the river and back, when suddenly without warning they struck. It wasn’t simple bandits this time, but some sort of small army dressed in weird cloths and firing beams of light. They quickly killed the farmers, who’s rifles did nothing to damage them, and surrounded Kiril, who was able to defeat them as they charged him one or two at a time, while Rozan fought them off as well. Eventually he was brought down, not by the henchman, but by an even stranger looking creature who avoided his attacks and beams like they were nothing. Seeing his father killed, sent him over the edge, but he knew that he wasn’t able to defeat an opponent that had bested his own father, so he fled. He knew the wilds better than anyone, so he was able to avoid detection and destruction for several days, before the strange alien left, the village destroyed and the people killed. From that day on, Rozan lived alone, honing his skills alone for years, until finally he emerged from the wilds a young man. He would track down his fathers killer, and gain his revenge, even though it meant coming back to the civilized world.
Rp Sample
Things were quickly starting to get interesting in west city. The mechanized demons we’re all starting to crawl together as two fighters appeared to challenge them. They were both male, one taller with black hair and an orange gi. The other had purple hair, a color the boy had not seen before, and was clad in seemingly regular street cloths. They were both putting up a good fight, the black haired one’s power was skyrocketing with some sort of weird technique, making him faster than he was moving just a little while ago. Still even with the boost in power and speed, the two men were still getting overrun, the difference in numbers was too great it seemed. Just as one of the metal demons was about to sneak attack the man in orange, a girl appeared stomping down on the things tail. She said a few words to them, before starting to fight the creature, a smile lighting up her face. She to was wearing street cloths, a white top with long sleeves rolled up to the elbows, a pair of shorts, and sneakers. ‘Looks like she arrived just in time.’
Part of him was intrigued, not since his late father had he seen the type of power the three were wielding and even then they were stronger than his father, who was not able to fight as well as them. Was it possible there were more beings with the power he had? ‘No, not like mine. They don’t have tails or anything to suggest they aren’t normal humans. So this is what humanity is capable of when they push themselves huh? I think I too shall join in.’ Even with his mind made up he was still a bit weary, he had not been in actual combat for quite some time so his confidence was a little low. A scream split the air, snapping him back to the battle at hand as he witnessed a man’s torso get split in two by the evil monster. Enough was enough. Without word or warning he sprang into action, kicking the metal demon in the back and saving the lives of a woman and child in the process. Concentrating he sent one of his most powerful blasts of energy after the creature, before turning back towards the trio of fighters. He heard the explosion caused by his blast and hoped the thing was down for the count, but even if he was there were still plenty more. He would stay near the other three people, a cover so that if things got to hairy he would retreat. He owed these people nothing, but this was a chance to gain strength and test himself, and that was more than enough to offer his services.
Read more: dblegendsreborn.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=west&action=display&thread=237&page=1#ixzz1Ngur6uf6
Tell us about yourself:
Name you wish to go by on here: Rozan- Rufus
How can we contact you? PM is fine
How long have you been rp'ing? 2 years I think
Read more: dbzultimatelegacy.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=pending&action=display&thread=21#ixzz1NgsO405B