04-21-2009, 01:14 AM
Name: Mikhail Cross
Age: 22
Race: Human/Saiyan Hybrid
Sex: Male
Starting Planet: Earth-Sei
Profession: College Student
Fighting Style: Tactical
Short Bio: Mikhail is different. Preferring a philosophical approach to his troubles rather than fighting and it has always been such and will remain so, but that doesn't mean he won't start a fight. Aidan never knew his mother, his father putting him into foster care at the age of two. Currently living on his own and puttng himself through college.
General Description: Height; 6'0. Weight; 185. Onyx, short length hair. Muscular and well toned.
Starting Abilities: Final Flash, Shock Wave
Trait: Defiant
Stats: Strength-%20 Focus-%20 Endurance-%30 Agility- %30
Role-play Sample:
"Mr. Regard." The professor tilted his head an angle somewhat to the left, his tiny spectacles sliding to the end of his misshaped nose.
"The fact that you know the history of earth is irrelevant. You still must participate and pass this class if you wish to graduate."
Cross scowled, or at least he thought about it. And that's what counts, right; the thought? It wasn't the fact that he knew the history of Earth-Sei backwards and forwards, but the simple fact that the professor, Mr. Omak, was a complete tool. Half the class knew more than their teacher and the other half probably weren't far behind in terms of knowledge.
With a half-hearted apology, to save some face, Aidan returned to his seat which sat six rows back and almost dead center. It was going to be a long, final semester and Aidan would just have to suffer through it like the rest of the populace. Maybe he could at least find some joy in it. The girl in the fifth row was rather cute and her boyfriend seemed like the over jealous type; easily taunted.
There was an audible crack when the knuckle of his middle finger connected with the sandy haired youths nose. Mikhail watched with some grim satisfaction as, the left corner of his mouth pulled up into a razor thin, crooked smirk. His classmate fell onto the flat of his back, the crimson liquid already running freely.
"Maybe next time you maybe you won't open your damn mouth unless you have something intelligible to say."
Mik turned away from the couple, the kids girlfriend already at his side. The jealous boyfriend hadn't said anything offensive, let alone anything at all. He had worked out the whole thing in his head. He'd openly flirt with the girl in front of him, reply back with a few choice words and defend himself.
"What in the hell has gotten into me? First I decide to mess with one of my classmates then, without even taunting him, I break his nose for no better reason that boredom? What am I, one of those vile Saiyans?"
The thoughts that ran through his mind were troubling indeed as he shouldered his backpack and picked up a brisk jog that would get him home in under fifteen minutes. It was too quiet on the run home and Mikhail hated the silence when he was aggravated, especially those awkward silences on a first blind date when you realize the woman across from you is a complete psychopath who would give a psychiatrist unsettling thoughts about murder. But it's one of those mistakes you learn from and Mik had sworn he would steer clear of those dating sites.
Age: 22
Race: Human/Saiyan Hybrid
Sex: Male
Starting Planet: Earth-Sei
Profession: College Student
Fighting Style: Tactical
Short Bio: Mikhail is different. Preferring a philosophical approach to his troubles rather than fighting and it has always been such and will remain so, but that doesn't mean he won't start a fight. Aidan never knew his mother, his father putting him into foster care at the age of two. Currently living on his own and puttng himself through college.
General Description: Height; 6'0. Weight; 185. Onyx, short length hair. Muscular and well toned.
Starting Abilities: Final Flash, Shock Wave
Trait: Defiant
Stats: Strength-%20 Focus-%20 Endurance-%30 Agility- %30
Role-play Sample:
"Mr. Regard." The professor tilted his head an angle somewhat to the left, his tiny spectacles sliding to the end of his misshaped nose.
"The fact that you know the history of earth is irrelevant. You still must participate and pass this class if you wish to graduate."
Cross scowled, or at least he thought about it. And that's what counts, right; the thought? It wasn't the fact that he knew the history of Earth-Sei backwards and forwards, but the simple fact that the professor, Mr. Omak, was a complete tool. Half the class knew more than their teacher and the other half probably weren't far behind in terms of knowledge.
With a half-hearted apology, to save some face, Aidan returned to his seat which sat six rows back and almost dead center. It was going to be a long, final semester and Aidan would just have to suffer through it like the rest of the populace. Maybe he could at least find some joy in it. The girl in the fifth row was rather cute and her boyfriend seemed like the over jealous type; easily taunted.
There was an audible crack when the knuckle of his middle finger connected with the sandy haired youths nose. Mikhail watched with some grim satisfaction as, the left corner of his mouth pulled up into a razor thin, crooked smirk. His classmate fell onto the flat of his back, the crimson liquid already running freely.
"Maybe next time you maybe you won't open your damn mouth unless you have something intelligible to say."
Mik turned away from the couple, the kids girlfriend already at his side. The jealous boyfriend hadn't said anything offensive, let alone anything at all. He had worked out the whole thing in his head. He'd openly flirt with the girl in front of him, reply back with a few choice words and defend himself.
"What in the hell has gotten into me? First I decide to mess with one of my classmates then, without even taunting him, I break his nose for no better reason that boredom? What am I, one of those vile Saiyans?"
The thoughts that ran through his mind were troubling indeed as he shouldered his backpack and picked up a brisk jog that would get him home in under fifteen minutes. It was too quiet on the run home and Mikhail hated the silence when he was aggravated, especially those awkward silences on a first blind date when you realize the woman across from you is a complete psychopath who would give a psychiatrist unsettling thoughts about murder. But it's one of those mistakes you learn from and Mik had sworn he would steer clear of those dating sites.