Shoran App

[Shoran Metteda]

Name: Shoran Metteda

Race: Arcosian

Sex: Male

Strength: 5%
Focus: 25%
Endurance: 20%
Agility: 50%

Starting Planet: Mercy

Profession: Merchant

Fighting Style: Cowardly. Shoran prefers not to do battle, unless part of an overwhelming force. When backed into a corner, he first uses his technological assets to either win immediately or escape quickly. Even if it is likely Shoran would win a fight, he will often opt to run.

Short Bio: Born on the flotilla of his people, Shoran has adopted his races penchant for trading. At a young age he proved his worth to the World Trading Organization by selling a junked power scanner to a feisty Sayan, then when the monkey had realized it was broken and come back to “talk” to the child, convinced him that he could get the scanner fixed for less than it would cost to buy a new one. After formal training at the hands of Merkash, the universes foremost expert on planet trading, Shoran left the flotilla to make his own fortune. As of now Shoran is making his own on the planet Mercy, were he hopes to make enough money to buy his own ship and start his merchant empire.
General Description: Shoran stands five feet, two inches and weighs in at seventy pounds. He is large for his race and carries himself as such. He is always seen wearing the customary Arcosion cloak, in the colour gray. Unlike most of his race, Shoran’s skin is a deep blue, rather than the customary brown. Beneath his cloak, Shoran wears an Earth gi in the color green. His eyes, as is common to his race, are a glowing red.

Starting Abilities: Stealth and Metal Binding

Trait: Pack Mentality

Role-play Sample: Shoran had an ace up his sleeve and he was going to need it. The feisty Sayan wasn’t budging on the price for a rather pretty Earthling chained between the bartering businessmen.
“I’ll take no less then three-hundred zeni, ape.” Shoran said, knowing he had to act tough to trade with a Sayan.
“Screw your girl and your three-hundred. I won’t go higher than two-hundred.” The burly sayan growled, as he exaggeratedly turned to leave.
Shoran shook his head, letting the cowl of his cloak fall to his shoulders. He truly wanted to be finished with this business and out of the dry, crusting heat Mercy’s days lent. Briefly he considered giving in to the Sayan’s bid just be out of the sun’s rays. Shoran sighed audibly making the Sayan tilt his head in a curious fashion.
“Two-hundred and fifty zeni, and that is the lowest I can go, you scurvy primate.” Shoran said, his growing fatigue becoming more evident with each bid.
“I said two-hundred!” the Sayan bellowed melodramatically, perceiving weakness in the seller and pushing the apparent advantage.
Shoran shrugged, pulled the girl’s chain to make her stand, and started to walk away.
“I can not go any less than two-hundred and fifty zeni on a half-sayan slave girl.”
Although Shoran’s back was turned to the monkey, he could almost here the Sayan’s jaw drop.
“Dddidd you just say half-sayan?” The ape said, stuttering slightly.
Shoran turned, smiling beneath his mask.
“I did not misspeak.” Shoran said simply.
“But, how do you know?” The Sayan almost yelled.
“I had to cut off her tail when I bought her.” Shoran explained.
Keeping his eyes steady, piecing the Sayan’s with all of his mental might, Shoran hoped this Sayan was as ignorant as the last two he had sold human slaves to, claiming they had been half-sayans. Halfies did not have tails, but the apes were stupid and the bluff had worked before.
“Two-hundred and fifty?” the Sayan asked, almost timidly.
“Indeed” Shoran replied with the curtness of his species.
“I’ll take her then.” The Sayan said smiling viciously, his tail flapping to and fro.
The Sayan placed two-hundred and fifty zeni in Shoran’s upturned palm. Both men nodded as Shoran handed the chain holding the Earthling over to the Sayan Warrior, signaling the transaction was complete. Shoran’s smile widened as he placed his recent earnings somewhere in his cloak. Soon now, he thought. Soon I will have my own ship, soon I will have my own planets, soon I will be the richest merchant in the galaxies…

I'm aware my sample RP is a bit lacking, but its Four A.M. here and I really wanted to get this done before I went to sleep. Hope you like. :gtongue:

[Vad]

Greetings Mr. Metteda. /matrix style

You're application looks good. Your roleplay isn't as bad as you thought. You're just having a format issue. Beyond that, it was a good RP. I do however feel your pain. 4 AM is where the sleep deprivation starts to hurt. @.@

I'm going to set up your Roster, Training Thread, and have someone activate you. Welcome to Chubbs!

[Shoran Metteda]

Hey, bumping this for a re-app

[Vad]

Same information and everything? You can just post and I'll move your roster and stuff into the active section.