12-31-2007, 12:59 AM
Name: Fasha
Race: Saiyan
Location: Hell
Fighting Style: Precise, Brute
E-Mail: Town_Of_Mist@hotmail.com
Starting Moves:
1) Full power energy wave - Fasha brings her hands to her side, about chest height, cupping them, though no contact with each other, almost like the Kamehameha stance, but not quite. She gathers a reckless amount of energy in between her hands. She then, with one arm, unleashes it at her enemy by facing her palm toward them.
2) Energy Bullet - Fasha gathers a large amount of energy in her palm, into a ball, and throws it in the air. She grips a fist as she watches it reach the height she wants, and quickly stretches out her fingers, separating the energy ball into many ki-blasts that rain down on the opponent.
3) Saiyan woman's fury (Custom) - Fasha lets out a battle cry, as she recklessly charges at her enemy, as her enemy "witnesses" a flaw in her reckless attack, she instantly disappears and reappears behind them, immediately delivering a series of blows to the head, using her fists and legs simultaneously. She then, hoping that her opponent is dazed enough, raises her arms in the air, gathering a large amount of energy above her, like her own personal spirit bomb, and at a close distance, slams it down on her opponent, caring not if she gets hurt by the explosion.
Role-play Sample: Fasha fell to her hands and knees, as she screamed out in pain. A large hand reached down, and gripped a handful of Fasha's hair, forcing her head up. Fasha couldn't help but utter a whelp being so helpless, though weak physically, her mind was raging with thoughts of destruction, as she was forced to look at this man's ugly mug. .
She yelled; “Dodoria you bastard! I’ll kill you when I get free! I swear it!” Dodoria let out a long chuckle as he kneeled down on one knee, grabbing her chin. “I should just break your neck right now.” Fasha’s gut filled with a bit or worry hearing this escape from his mouth. “But I won’t. I’ll leave you to my elites. It’s lonely in space, and even lonelier in hell, they been without a woman’s touch for such a looong time.” Dodoria stood up, releasing Fasha’s chin, he then took a step back, and chuckled, flying off.
Fasha’s mind was racing with determination to get free, but despite everything she attempted, it was all in vain, for Saiyans are powerless when someone has a hold of their tails. She looked around, as Frieza’s elites closed in, laughing pervertedly. One spoke up “Who should get first?”
Another one responded “I don’t know, I have more seniority than you, I should go first!” The first one responded with “You only got that position because I tripped and accidently pulled Zarbon’s hair!” Fasha, thinking, saw an opportunity, and finally spoke up: “Why don’t you boys play Rock Paper Scissors?” They all glanced at Fasha immediately. One of the elites spoke up “Do you really think we’re that du–“ His eyes widened as he couldn’t believe what he was seeing, the Elite that had Fasha by the tail, had released her to play rock paper scissors with the other two.
“You Morons! What the hell are you doing?!” He quickly dashed to grab hold of Fasha’s tail, it was a short-lived attempt, for he was hind kicked in the face by Fasha. Having regained her strength, Fasha performed a hand stand with one arm. Using her other arm, she fired an energy wave at the three elites that stared at her with a dumbfounded expression. Fasha flipped and landed on her feet, quickly jumping, and taking off into the skies of hell.
(Yes I'm aware that it wont always turn out this way, but I wasn't about to type something epic, like a one-sided battle with Frieza or anything lol)
Race: Saiyan
Location: Hell
Fighting Style: Precise, Brute
E-Mail: Town_Of_Mist@hotmail.com
Starting Moves:
1) Full power energy wave - Fasha brings her hands to her side, about chest height, cupping them, though no contact with each other, almost like the Kamehameha stance, but not quite. She gathers a reckless amount of energy in between her hands. She then, with one arm, unleashes it at her enemy by facing her palm toward them.
2) Energy Bullet - Fasha gathers a large amount of energy in her palm, into a ball, and throws it in the air. She grips a fist as she watches it reach the height she wants, and quickly stretches out her fingers, separating the energy ball into many ki-blasts that rain down on the opponent.
3) Saiyan woman's fury (Custom) - Fasha lets out a battle cry, as she recklessly charges at her enemy, as her enemy "witnesses" a flaw in her reckless attack, she instantly disappears and reappears behind them, immediately delivering a series of blows to the head, using her fists and legs simultaneously. She then, hoping that her opponent is dazed enough, raises her arms in the air, gathering a large amount of energy above her, like her own personal spirit bomb, and at a close distance, slams it down on her opponent, caring not if she gets hurt by the explosion.
Role-play Sample: Fasha fell to her hands and knees, as she screamed out in pain. A large hand reached down, and gripped a handful of Fasha's hair, forcing her head up. Fasha couldn't help but utter a whelp being so helpless, though weak physically, her mind was raging with thoughts of destruction, as she was forced to look at this man's ugly mug. .
She yelled; “Dodoria you bastard! I’ll kill you when I get free! I swear it!” Dodoria let out a long chuckle as he kneeled down on one knee, grabbing her chin. “I should just break your neck right now.” Fasha’s gut filled with a bit or worry hearing this escape from his mouth. “But I won’t. I’ll leave you to my elites. It’s lonely in space, and even lonelier in hell, they been without a woman’s touch for such a looong time.” Dodoria stood up, releasing Fasha’s chin, he then took a step back, and chuckled, flying off.
Fasha’s mind was racing with determination to get free, but despite everything she attempted, it was all in vain, for Saiyans are powerless when someone has a hold of their tails. She looked around, as Frieza’s elites closed in, laughing pervertedly. One spoke up “Who should get first?”
Another one responded “I don’t know, I have more seniority than you, I should go first!” The first one responded with “You only got that position because I tripped and accidently pulled Zarbon’s hair!” Fasha, thinking, saw an opportunity, and finally spoke up: “Why don’t you boys play Rock Paper Scissors?” They all glanced at Fasha immediately. One of the elites spoke up “Do you really think we’re that du–“ His eyes widened as he couldn’t believe what he was seeing, the Elite that had Fasha by the tail, had released her to play rock paper scissors with the other two.
“You Morons! What the hell are you doing?!” He quickly dashed to grab hold of Fasha’s tail, it was a short-lived attempt, for he was hind kicked in the face by Fasha. Having regained her strength, Fasha performed a hand stand with one arm. Using her other arm, she fired an energy wave at the three elites that stared at her with a dumbfounded expression. Fasha flipped and landed on her feet, quickly jumping, and taking off into the skies of hell.
(Yes I'm aware that it wont always turn out this way, but I wasn't about to type something epic, like a one-sided battle with Frieza or anything lol)
