Name: Ren
Age: 18
Race: ½ Human/ ½ Saiyan
Sex: M
Starting Planet: Earth
Profession: Detective
Fighting Style: Unpredictable
Short Bio:
Ren was raised as one of those young genius types. He graduated college at twelve years old obtaining several scholarships in dealing with people and law. This was no surprise seeing as he came from one of those families where the kids weren’t allowed to do anything but study.
For most of his young life he had no concept of what fun actually was. Not like any of the older kids ever wanted to include such a youngster in their daily lives. They actually hated him for his smarts. This caused many problems but managed to get him to pick up a few self defense classes.
At the age of sixteen he picked up work as a detective and since then he has kept with it. Even though his jobs may not always walk alongside the law he is known to get the job done anyway. The sad thing is his actions are so emotionless sometimes the out comes make more trouble then the pay can cover.
General Description:
Ren is a black haired half breed who has blue eyes, light colored skin, and a slender build. He is normally dressed in formal wear much like a student sometimes going to the lengths of even wearing glasses. The boy always has a smirk or smile on his face for some reason.
When angered his look changes entirely from keeping a chipper intelligent look to one of those psychotic lustful looks. A look which is void of most feelings. His body seems to become more relaxed and lanky rather then normal straight standing look.
Starting Abilities: Foresight and Combat Teleportation
Trait: Efficient
Stats:
• Strength - 20%
• Focus - 20%
• Endurance - 20%
• Agility - 40%
Role-play Sample:
The young figure sat behind his desk looking up at the dim light which flickered against his ceiling. The light flicked off and on in some what of a hypnotic pattern which enticed the boys mind into a drifting deep into his thoughts. The room was void of all sound except for the buzzing of a few bugs. Not even a cool breeze blew into the room from the machine sitting in his window.
He hadn’t been able to pay the bills of lately seeing as his line of work was lacking in need. For the most part no one needed a private detective for anything and the law hated using them for anything. Not just that he caused quiet a mess during his last job which the law themselves was left to clean up. Ren brushed a few strands of his hair out of his face taking a quick look to his door.
Sadly for some reason the young lad didn’t remember much of what had happened except that amongst a floor of criminals they found him propped up against a wall. His clothes had been torn and blood streamed down his face from his mouth and nose. It appeared that he had taken quite the beating and the one suspect they all hoped to nab had gotten away again. Some of the men that they had gotten to speak told horrifying tales of what had happened.
They were things that nearly cost the young teen his very job as they should have. Tales of gun fire, physical fights, and mysterious happenings that they could not explain. They told tales of the detective’s brutality when handling them. The way he had tried to handle their boss was another matter entirely. From what he was told he could hardly believe it himself but it was not the first time these things had come to light.
Age: 18
Race: ½ Human/ ½ Saiyan
Sex: M
Starting Planet: Earth
Profession: Detective
Fighting Style: Unpredictable
Short Bio:
Ren was raised as one of those young genius types. He graduated college at twelve years old obtaining several scholarships in dealing with people and law. This was no surprise seeing as he came from one of those families where the kids weren’t allowed to do anything but study.
For most of his young life he had no concept of what fun actually was. Not like any of the older kids ever wanted to include such a youngster in their daily lives. They actually hated him for his smarts. This caused many problems but managed to get him to pick up a few self defense classes.
At the age of sixteen he picked up work as a detective and since then he has kept with it. Even though his jobs may not always walk alongside the law he is known to get the job done anyway. The sad thing is his actions are so emotionless sometimes the out comes make more trouble then the pay can cover.
General Description:
Ren is a black haired half breed who has blue eyes, light colored skin, and a slender build. He is normally dressed in formal wear much like a student sometimes going to the lengths of even wearing glasses. The boy always has a smirk or smile on his face for some reason.
When angered his look changes entirely from keeping a chipper intelligent look to one of those psychotic lustful looks. A look which is void of most feelings. His body seems to become more relaxed and lanky rather then normal straight standing look.
Starting Abilities: Foresight and Combat Teleportation
Trait: Efficient
Stats:
• Strength - 20%
• Focus - 20%
• Endurance - 20%
• Agility - 40%
Role-play Sample:
The young figure sat behind his desk looking up at the dim light which flickered against his ceiling. The light flicked off and on in some what of a hypnotic pattern which enticed the boys mind into a drifting deep into his thoughts. The room was void of all sound except for the buzzing of a few bugs. Not even a cool breeze blew into the room from the machine sitting in his window.
He hadn’t been able to pay the bills of lately seeing as his line of work was lacking in need. For the most part no one needed a private detective for anything and the law hated using them for anything. Not just that he caused quiet a mess during his last job which the law themselves was left to clean up. Ren brushed a few strands of his hair out of his face taking a quick look to his door.
Sadly for some reason the young lad didn’t remember much of what had happened except that amongst a floor of criminals they found him propped up against a wall. His clothes had been torn and blood streamed down his face from his mouth and nose. It appeared that he had taken quite the beating and the one suspect they all hoped to nab had gotten away again. Some of the men that they had gotten to speak told horrifying tales of what had happened.
They were things that nearly cost the young teen his very job as they should have. Tales of gun fire, physical fights, and mysterious happenings that they could not explain. They told tales of the detective’s brutality when handling them. The way he had tried to handle their boss was another matter entirely. From what he was told he could hardly believe it himself but it was not the first time these things had come to light.
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