04-20-2009, 06:20 PM
Name:Lightning Claw
Age: 9( He is an adult. Armenians mature fully at age 6)
Race: generic
Sex:male
Starting Planet:earth
Profession: hunter
Fighting Style: aggressive
Short Bio: Charachter History:
Planet Kartajia was an exceptionally beautiful world. Most of the planet’s surface was covered by a vast ocean, with a single continent-sized landmass almost completely encircling the planet from east to west, but narrow enough from north to south that the entire region was a tropic. Blue green grass covered the entire surface of this continent. It was a gentle landscape, with few rugged hills and no hills worthy of being called mountains. Much of the land was covered with fields of flowers. There were groves of fruit-bearing trees all across the continent, but the only real forests were in sheltered valleys well below sea level.
A race of sentient anthropomorphic cats dwelt on Kartajia. The population was small, but because all of their settlements were clustered on the eastern end of the continent, the area between the villages was short, almost never more than a day away. This people called themselves the Armenians, and they had never known war, though prowess in the fields of hunting and fighting brought great renown to an Armenian.
This particular day was a day of festival and celebration for the Armenians. They had many holidays and festivals, often 2 or 3 in a month. Some might think their holidays would be rather dull affairs, since they had them so often, but this was not the case. Armenians loved to gather together, visiting distant relatives in other towns, and never tired of their merrymaking.
However, there was one person who was not partaking in the revelry. High above the planet in his personal spaceship, Frieza was having a quiet celebration of his own.
“At last, I finally have a chance to prove myself,” the young changeling chuckled to himself.
Frieza had been waiting for this day for quite some time. His father had finally given him the opportunity to take over a planet by himself. His older brother, cooler, had been allowed to try his hand at conquest several months before Frieza, a fact Cooler made a point of reminding Frieza at least twice a week.
Frieza exited his ship. As he began to form a ball of energy above his head, he shouted into the blackness of space.
“Are you watching me now, father!? At last, I will prove once and for all I’m better than Cooler!
Frieza sent the attack straight toward the populated area of the planet, destroying the Armenian race in one fell swoop. He paused for a moment, admiring his handiwork. He had done well, destroying the population while leaving most of the planet’s surface intact. King Cold flew up beside him.
“My, my, that was unnecessary.”
“What are you talking about? I killed them without destroying the planet just as you ordered.”
“Yes. But you caused unnecessary damage to the planet’s surface. It wont sell nearly as well now.”
“Oh, come on, one crater isn’t going to affect the sale value of this planet!”
“It’s more than just a little crater. You’ve made a major blight on the planet’s surface. I wouldn’t be surprised if you blew a hole in the ozone layer as well. You need to learn to control your actions, both in combat and when speaking to your king.”
“sorry father”, Frieza mumbled.
They returned to their ship, with Frieza still fuming. If it had been Cooler,King Cold would have praised the work. Father always had liked Coler best. Now, the planet probably wouldn’t even be sold, just to spite him. Oh well, Frieza thought, I’ll get my chance someday.
General Description: Lightning Claw stands about 3 feet tall(and is considered a tall and imposing figure by Armenian standards) His fur is sleek and jet-black, he keeps it clean so it is very shiny. He has extremely large, green eyes.(all Armenians have disproportianately large eyes) He has hands whith 3 fingers and opposable thumbs. Even his whiskers are black.
Starting Abilities: stealth and healing
Trait: Compassionate
Stats:
Strength, 20
Focus, 25
Endurance25
Agility 30
Role-play Sample:
It was the day of a great festival on Lightning Claw’s home planet, Kartajia. It was the celebration of the arrival of the new year. Lightnigclaw had gone to visit his uncle and three cousins the day before (his aunt had passed away some years ago in childbirth). The rising of Kartajia’s twin suns was only a few moments away, and was the height of the revelry on this particular holiday. Lightningclaw had been up all night celebrating with the rest of the villagers, and at the rising of the suns there was to be a great feast.
As they stood watching the suns rise, Lightningclaw, with the trained eye of a hunter, noticed something strange high in the sky. It looked like a red ball, and it was growing larger every second. Lightning claw realized it was coming toward the planet, but was to surprised to shout a warning. Soon others noticed the red glow. “what is it” asked his uncle. “it must be a giant meteor” said one. The glowing sphere was larger than he had thought, it quickly became apparent that it was no mere meteor. “ The suns themselves are falling upon us” cried another Armenian. “ You fool, it can’t be the suns, they still hang in the sky,” yelled Lightningclaw. There argument was cut short when Frieza’s energy ball hit the planet, obliterating their entire race.
Lightning claw did not die that day. He was one of the few who knew about the Armenian space program, and the only on who knew how to fly the ship. As soon as he saw the red ball, he knew something was amiss and headed for the spaceship. He had just taken off when the energy ball destroyed his race. The ship was damaged by the blast, and lightning claw knew he had no hope of fixing it. He entered into hibernation, hoping in that way to ease his passage.
Lightningclaw woke up in a strange room. The walls were made of some sort of white material, and he was lying on something very soft. Although he was weak as a kitten, (yes, I know, horrible pun) He crawled out of the window and snuck away from the building. He had found himself in a vast city, the likes of which had never existed in planet Kartajia. There were many people about, strange-looking people, but he kept to the shadows and out of site. Although he did not yet know it, Lightningclaw had been picked up by a capsule corp ship and brought to the planet earth, home world of the humans.
Age: 9( He is an adult. Armenians mature fully at age 6)
Race: generic
Sex:male
Starting Planet:earth
Profession: hunter
Fighting Style: aggressive
Short Bio: Charachter History:
Planet Kartajia was an exceptionally beautiful world. Most of the planet’s surface was covered by a vast ocean, with a single continent-sized landmass almost completely encircling the planet from east to west, but narrow enough from north to south that the entire region was a tropic. Blue green grass covered the entire surface of this continent. It was a gentle landscape, with few rugged hills and no hills worthy of being called mountains. Much of the land was covered with fields of flowers. There were groves of fruit-bearing trees all across the continent, but the only real forests were in sheltered valleys well below sea level.
A race of sentient anthropomorphic cats dwelt on Kartajia. The population was small, but because all of their settlements were clustered on the eastern end of the continent, the area between the villages was short, almost never more than a day away. This people called themselves the Armenians, and they had never known war, though prowess in the fields of hunting and fighting brought great renown to an Armenian.
This particular day was a day of festival and celebration for the Armenians. They had many holidays and festivals, often 2 or 3 in a month. Some might think their holidays would be rather dull affairs, since they had them so often, but this was not the case. Armenians loved to gather together, visiting distant relatives in other towns, and never tired of their merrymaking.
However, there was one person who was not partaking in the revelry. High above the planet in his personal spaceship, Frieza was having a quiet celebration of his own.
“At last, I finally have a chance to prove myself,” the young changeling chuckled to himself.
Frieza had been waiting for this day for quite some time. His father had finally given him the opportunity to take over a planet by himself. His older brother, cooler, had been allowed to try his hand at conquest several months before Frieza, a fact Cooler made a point of reminding Frieza at least twice a week.
Frieza exited his ship. As he began to form a ball of energy above his head, he shouted into the blackness of space.
“Are you watching me now, father!? At last, I will prove once and for all I’m better than Cooler!
Frieza sent the attack straight toward the populated area of the planet, destroying the Armenian race in one fell swoop. He paused for a moment, admiring his handiwork. He had done well, destroying the population while leaving most of the planet’s surface intact. King Cold flew up beside him.
“My, my, that was unnecessary.”
“What are you talking about? I killed them without destroying the planet just as you ordered.”
“Yes. But you caused unnecessary damage to the planet’s surface. It wont sell nearly as well now.”
“Oh, come on, one crater isn’t going to affect the sale value of this planet!”
“It’s more than just a little crater. You’ve made a major blight on the planet’s surface. I wouldn’t be surprised if you blew a hole in the ozone layer as well. You need to learn to control your actions, both in combat and when speaking to your king.”
“sorry father”, Frieza mumbled.
They returned to their ship, with Frieza still fuming. If it had been Cooler,King Cold would have praised the work. Father always had liked Coler best. Now, the planet probably wouldn’t even be sold, just to spite him. Oh well, Frieza thought, I’ll get my chance someday.
General Description: Lightning Claw stands about 3 feet tall(and is considered a tall and imposing figure by Armenian standards) His fur is sleek and jet-black, he keeps it clean so it is very shiny. He has extremely large, green eyes.(all Armenians have disproportianately large eyes) He has hands whith 3 fingers and opposable thumbs. Even his whiskers are black.
Starting Abilities: stealth and healing
Trait: Compassionate
Stats:
Strength, 20
Focus, 25
Endurance25
Agility 30
Role-play Sample:
It was the day of a great festival on Lightning Claw’s home planet, Kartajia. It was the celebration of the arrival of the new year. Lightnigclaw had gone to visit his uncle and three cousins the day before (his aunt had passed away some years ago in childbirth). The rising of Kartajia’s twin suns was only a few moments away, and was the height of the revelry on this particular holiday. Lightningclaw had been up all night celebrating with the rest of the villagers, and at the rising of the suns there was to be a great feast.
As they stood watching the suns rise, Lightningclaw, with the trained eye of a hunter, noticed something strange high in the sky. It looked like a red ball, and it was growing larger every second. Lightning claw realized it was coming toward the planet, but was to surprised to shout a warning. Soon others noticed the red glow. “what is it” asked his uncle. “it must be a giant meteor” said one. The glowing sphere was larger than he had thought, it quickly became apparent that it was no mere meteor. “ The suns themselves are falling upon us” cried another Armenian. “ You fool, it can’t be the suns, they still hang in the sky,” yelled Lightningclaw. There argument was cut short when Frieza’s energy ball hit the planet, obliterating their entire race.
Lightning claw did not die that day. He was one of the few who knew about the Armenian space program, and the only on who knew how to fly the ship. As soon as he saw the red ball, he knew something was amiss and headed for the spaceship. He had just taken off when the energy ball destroyed his race. The ship was damaged by the blast, and lightning claw knew he had no hope of fixing it. He entered into hibernation, hoping in that way to ease his passage.
Lightningclaw woke up in a strange room. The walls were made of some sort of white material, and he was lying on something very soft. Although he was weak as a kitten, (yes, I know, horrible pun) He crawled out of the window and snuck away from the building. He had found himself in a vast city, the likes of which had never existed in planet Kartajia. There were many people about, strange-looking people, but he kept to the shadows and out of site. Although he did not yet know it, Lightningclaw had been picked up by a capsule corp ship and brought to the planet earth, home world of the humans.