08-26-2007, 06:43 PM
Character: Android 16
Fighting Style: Brutal
Planet: Earth
Email: scarecrowvisionary@yahoo.com
Starting Moves: Rocket Punch, Self Destruct, and Hell’s Flash
RP Example:
The sun beat down on the crimson haired android as he walked into a clearing. On one shoulder he had a variety of animals just perching there as he talked to them in his usual calm manner. It would appear that this mechanical manufactured fighter was not purely built to kill but to also experience the beauties of the different forms of life around him. His body was clad in the in various green colors as if he were in some sort of camo. There were parts of him that were clad in black such as around his neck, wrists, and ankles but there was no meaning behind this war pant.
As he moved into the clearing he could feel that he was not alone there was something moving out there in the grass and it wasn’t friendly. As his pale blue eyes scanned the grass he cut site of some plant like figures rushing towards him. One of them had the top of it’s head some what split open as if hit with a sharp blade but it became clear this was one of it’s offensive measures as a jet stream of acid shot forth from the crack and brushed against the tree next to him.
The muscle bound figure stood his ground making sure the animals that had been on his figure were gone before making his move. As he looked to his side he had one of these creatures on each of them and he was pretty sure there would be one behind him if he had counted them correctly as they came in to attack. The one that had shot the acid mad the first fatal mistake, which was to lash straight for the figures face making it easy for the man to send his fist flying into it. The creature went flying off in the opposite direction that it had come with a skin color attachment to its face.
Fighting Style: Brutal
Planet: Earth
Email: scarecrowvisionary@yahoo.com
Starting Moves: Rocket Punch, Self Destruct, and Hell’s Flash
RP Example:
The sun beat down on the crimson haired android as he walked into a clearing. On one shoulder he had a variety of animals just perching there as he talked to them in his usual calm manner. It would appear that this mechanical manufactured fighter was not purely built to kill but to also experience the beauties of the different forms of life around him. His body was clad in the in various green colors as if he were in some sort of camo. There were parts of him that were clad in black such as around his neck, wrists, and ankles but there was no meaning behind this war pant.
As he moved into the clearing he could feel that he was not alone there was something moving out there in the grass and it wasn’t friendly. As his pale blue eyes scanned the grass he cut site of some plant like figures rushing towards him. One of them had the top of it’s head some what split open as if hit with a sharp blade but it became clear this was one of it’s offensive measures as a jet stream of acid shot forth from the crack and brushed against the tree next to him.
The muscle bound figure stood his ground making sure the animals that had been on his figure were gone before making his move. As he looked to his side he had one of these creatures on each of them and he was pretty sure there would be one behind him if he had counted them correctly as they came in to attack. The one that had shot the acid mad the first fatal mistake, which was to lash straight for the figures face making it easy for the man to send his fist flying into it. The creature went flying off in the opposite direction that it had come with a skin color attachment to its face.
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