10-15-2010, 06:19 PM
Name: Rikka Kiyoi
Age: 23
Race: Saiyan
Sex: Female
Starting Planet: Namek
Profession: Medic
Fighting Style: Reclusive
Short Bio:
Rikka had been born on the planet Vegeta into a high ranking family of the warrior race. As a young girl she had not been too accustomed to the way her people were, in fact she actually preferred to heal her companions instead of fighting on the main lines. There was just something inside of her that made her think that dealing out pain was just inexcusable.
From the first time she had fought she knew that there was no way that she would be able to live in such conditions. Inevitably, that brought disgrace to her family which had brought them down from nobility to a low ranking family. This incurred her father’s wrath, meaning that every day she was punished by the man, sent on menial tasks and other things that not even the servants were doing.
After thirteen years of being bound by the demon that was her father she was finally able to secure herself a travel pod. A time of hyper-sleep, that she knew not how long it had been, had been all to let her reach the blue planet of Namek. She had reached the ground in a crash, her pod destroyed on contact.
General Description:
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Starting Abilities: Healing, Regeneration
Trait: Compassionate
Stats: (all must be a combined total of 100%, with the exception of choosing Inner Strengh as an Ability, which gives you an extra 15%)
* Strength - 20%
* Focus - 40%
* Endurance - 20%
* Agility - 20%
Role-play Sample:
“Where the hell am I,” the saiyan said after she had kicked a rock. It had been two weeks since her crash landing on the planet, leaving her stranded in the middle of nowhere. Compared to her home planet the new one was very weird.
She had traveled many miles from her impact landing since that day, resting whenever she felt like she had traveled for nearly a day. Sadly, on that blue planet, it was hard to keep track of time without a watch due to the three suns in the sky. Always one above and one on either horizon.
“Ugh,” she sounded off after she rested on a stone, “Maybe I should have brought a map.” She looked absolutely distraught about her current situation with the lack of food and water. In her hurried departure, she had managed to forget to grab traveling rations and a water case.
As she sat there wiping the sweat from her brow, a lizard crawled on the rock that she sat upon. “What a strange creature,” she remarked when she saw it, not thinking of her hunger but rather what kind of use it could be, “Come here.” She reached her hand towards it, but it escaped her grasp before she could even try to wrap her fingers around it.
At that moment she decided it would be best to move to a shaded area. If only she knew where one of those were. “Gah,” she exclaimed to the winds, jumping from her perch to the ground, “There has to be some sort of food around here. And maybe some damned shade as well!”
She moved from where she landed to a small grouping of trees. Only what she didn’t think of was that just the three trees there would serve no use to hide from the suns of above. When Rikka found that she was unable to get any shade in that area, she punched one of the trees.
That had absolutely no effect on the metal-like tree, though it did damage her own hand. “What,” the saiyan screamed in pain while she held her hand, which had already begun to heal, “Is there nothing natural about this planet?!”
Age: 23
Race: Saiyan
Sex: Female
Starting Planet: Namek
Profession: Medic
Fighting Style: Reclusive
Short Bio:
Rikka had been born on the planet Vegeta into a high ranking family of the warrior race. As a young girl she had not been too accustomed to the way her people were, in fact she actually preferred to heal her companions instead of fighting on the main lines. There was just something inside of her that made her think that dealing out pain was just inexcusable.
From the first time she had fought she knew that there was no way that she would be able to live in such conditions. Inevitably, that brought disgrace to her family which had brought them down from nobility to a low ranking family. This incurred her father’s wrath, meaning that every day she was punished by the man, sent on menial tasks and other things that not even the servants were doing.
After thirteen years of being bound by the demon that was her father she was finally able to secure herself a travel pod. A time of hyper-sleep, that she knew not how long it had been, had been all to let her reach the blue planet of Namek. She had reached the ground in a crash, her pod destroyed on contact.
General Description:
Starting Abilities: Healing, Regeneration
Trait: Compassionate
Stats: (all must be a combined total of 100%, with the exception of choosing Inner Strengh as an Ability, which gives you an extra 15%)
* Strength - 20%
* Focus - 40%
* Endurance - 20%
* Agility - 20%
Role-play Sample:
“Where the hell am I,” the saiyan said after she had kicked a rock. It had been two weeks since her crash landing on the planet, leaving her stranded in the middle of nowhere. Compared to her home planet the new one was very weird.
She had traveled many miles from her impact landing since that day, resting whenever she felt like she had traveled for nearly a day. Sadly, on that blue planet, it was hard to keep track of time without a watch due to the three suns in the sky. Always one above and one on either horizon.
“Ugh,” she sounded off after she rested on a stone, “Maybe I should have brought a map.” She looked absolutely distraught about her current situation with the lack of food and water. In her hurried departure, she had managed to forget to grab traveling rations and a water case.
As she sat there wiping the sweat from her brow, a lizard crawled on the rock that she sat upon. “What a strange creature,” she remarked when she saw it, not thinking of her hunger but rather what kind of use it could be, “Come here.” She reached her hand towards it, but it escaped her grasp before she could even try to wrap her fingers around it.
At that moment she decided it would be best to move to a shaded area. If only she knew where one of those were. “Gah,” she exclaimed to the winds, jumping from her perch to the ground, “There has to be some sort of food around here. And maybe some damned shade as well!”
She moved from where she landed to a small grouping of trees. Only what she didn’t think of was that just the three trees there would serve no use to hide from the suns of above. When Rikka found that she was unable to get any shade in that area, she punched one of the trees.
That had absolutely no effect on the metal-like tree, though it did damage her own hand. “What,” the saiyan screamed in pain while she held her hand, which had already begun to heal, “Is there nothing natural about this planet?!”
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