A possibility....

[Shun]

Alright, so school's starting Wednesday and I am home now. Since I'm home I have free time on my hands and even though I'm not sure who to be I know I want to write again. I was just wondering if that would be ok with you staff members. If I'd have to start out with all new stats I wouldn't care, I just want to write here again.

[Mal Nova]

Slugg!

[Android-18]

Pick a character and rejoin, there's nothing stopping you.

[Shun]

By rejoin do you want me to actually post in the joining forum and go through the joining procedure or do you just want me to say a name and that will make things official?

[Android-18]

You'll get -25 to your stats, or you can start over. Unless another staff member wants to say otherwise.

[Shun]

I'm tempted to say start over, but I think the stat reduction would be fair enough. Unless of course another staffer disagrees, like you said.

Would you like me to post a sample along with my new character's info here? Or should I just pick a name and give you the list of moves I'd like to have?

Oh yeah, here's my roster:
http://s152.photobucket.com/albums/s174/...erInfo.jpg

Thanks Eighteen for answering my questions. Your new sig looks awesome, btw.

[Android-18]

Post the info as if you were joining.

[Shun]

Character: Yamcha (He's listed as active on the roster but his last rp was on 8/14 http://www.cdbzrpg.com/forum/showthread.php?t=22557)
Fighting Style: Big Cannon Fist
Planet: Earth
E-mail: matt31790@optonline.net
Starting Moves:

Kienzan –
This attack is created by forming a disc of energy with one hand. It can be a very strong attack because it can cut through almost anything.

Hellzone Grenades -
When the times is right Yamcha uses the impression of him being in desperation as he wildly throws his crimson colored orbs toward his opponents. Most opponents laugh this attack off as it seemingly misses the fighter but when they take the time to look around themselves they see that the orbs have stopped and that they are completely surrounded in all directions. With a smirk Yamcha holds up one of his open palm and closes them setting off the detonators within the orbs. Only he can set these explosive ki balls off.

Spirit Gun -
Yamcha channels his ki into his right index finger and releases it as a projectile. It forms a large full-sized cannon blast of energy. A few advantages it has is that the shots are wide spread, which makes it highly effective against quick or invisible opponents or large numbers of weak enemies.

Roleplay Sample:
Staring into the blankness of the plain white wall across from him, Yamcha sat bored out of his mind. Impatiently waiting to be called next from a list of names that belonged to all people who were waiting to see the same person he was. The scenery was nothing special. It was made up of sick men, women and children who were busy coughing their lungs out.

Occasionally something exciting would occur, like somebody vomiting violently and then passing out in the pile of their own regurgitation. But mostly, it was boring. For as long as he could remember it had been this way. Each and every visit, it never failed. For some reason it seemed that whenever the onyx-haired warrior had scheduled a check up, people were always sick.

With a heavy sigh, the young human let his head fall back to meet the wall and now stared into the masterpiece that was the cheaply made ceiling. Minutes dragged on to feel as hours would on the most uneventful of days. They took forever to pass. Then finally, after what felt like an eternity to him, it happened: his name was called.

“Yamcha. Is there a Mr. Yamcha here?” Asked the nasally congested voice of a female nurse.

Instantly, like a guard woken by the sound of gunfire while on duty, the orange-clad fighter sprang to his feet. “I’m right here.” He answered.

“Follow me, please.”

Thank god! He thought as he made his way across the battlefield of germs and followed the nurse to his assigned observation room. “The doctor will be with you shortly.” She said with a smile after motioning for him to enter the room marked with the number four.

As the sound of her steps faded down the hall, Yamcha noticed that the walls of this room were as white and plain as the walls in the waiting area and most likely just as boring. Deciding to no longer be a victim of boredom, Yamcha decided to take a look around. The first thing that caught the human’s attention after coming to his decision was what he liked to call the blood pressure checker, its real name was of no importance to him because that’s just what he called it and what he’d always call it.

He made his way towards the checker and carefully placed the nylon material around his arm, attaching both Velcro ends for security. Then, after making sure the arm thingy was around his bicep properly, Yamcha grabbed a little black oval that was attached to the material by a plastic line. Once the oval was within his palm he began to squeeze it repeatedly, mimicking the actions he’d seen the doctor do.

I wonder how much this thing can take…He began to think to himself. Playing with ideas in his head.

“Maybe if I do this…” He began to say as he clenched his free hand into a fist and forced tension of his bicep.

:OP::

[Shun]

*bump*

[Android-18]

Done.