Sign Up A Saiya-jin's Redemption [M-LVS] [Very long, detailed]

[Chaos]

I felt it all change. Memories and reality blended, distorting beyond all recognition to reform into something similar as I had lived it. Time leapt forward and turned back and returned all at the same time. I grew stronger and smarter in an instant. The universe around me buckled under great strain, but once more returned to a steady flow. And, just at the end, I saw a huge dragon, mammoth to anything I had ever seen before, and the Prince, hair wild and fur encircling his body.

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?Today is a day of victory for all of the Saiya-jin race. Today is liberation from a fear we once were ignorant to. Today is a new beginning for our entire race.?

The King spoke boldly, even over the roaring crowd of every single Saiya-jin on Vegetasei. His words served as a formal record of our deeds only thirteen hours ago. My armor was still torn to shreds; large slashes and cuts littered my sculpted form. Dirt saturated my hair, my wounds, my clothes, and I had sweat over every inch of my being. My tail waved, hung loosely, as I was tired enough not to concentrate on wrapping it around my waist.

And I wore all of it like a medal personally handed to me by King Vegeta.

It took us a whole ten hours to finish clearing out Furiza?s forces. Most of us had regressed from our transformations shortly after warding off the fiend himself, but there were still many alien creatures that followed him to deal with. Our kind had never before found this type of unique goal, so our job was easier than expected.

It still took ten whole hours.

?We begin anew as a race. There will be sweeping reforms to society, but the basic structure will remain the same. It is obvious now that even the weakest of Saiya-jins are exceptional and can accomplish more than ever imagined. Bardock, from a simple background, has risen to a level of power equal to most of the Royal Guard, and, in doing so, has been a prime example to support these changes. And it was he that informed the entire world of the threat ahead, and it was he who rallied support in favor of our complete dominance.

We gather here in respect of each other as warriors. Men, women, children, all of you! All of you are Saiya-jins! All of you are legends! All of you...?

He made a gesture to the endless crowd, his open hand spreading over the gathering slowly, to inspire a genuine feeling of personalization.

?Are true warriors.?

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Vegita rocketed forward, fist emerged; his harsh scream sounded throughout the stadium as Nuri ducked under his swing, bringing her knee up into his awaiting palm, the move blocked flawlessly as if it had been rehearsed. The Prince shoved his left arm downward and sent his foe sprawling. She hit the sand hard, flat on her stomach. She barely made the movement to try to sit up before Vegita?s foot found a nook between her shoulder blades. Pressed deeper into the sand, blood snorted from her lips and nose, Nuri passed out, and the crowd erupted into cheers for the Prince.

The grown man pumped his right fist into the air, and replied with a vicious roar of his own.

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Sitting at a terminal, typing away into the far recesses of the information banks, a Saiya-jin sat, intent on his project. His hair was wild, in an almost orderly way, in the sense that his curving spikes all pointed downwards and the crown of his head did not have any imperfections. He would be recognized by this alone, regardless of the First Class rank armor he wore; the black chest plate was polished to an impeccable finish, and the beige shoulder and waist guards were not to be outdone themselves, while his gauntlets and boots were slightly scuffed and showed signs of recent combat. Over his legs was a pair of black pants, loose, very comfortable, and just as durable.

Below the descending spikes was a calm face, handsome in appearance, with no signifying scars or burns. The scouter fixated on his left ear and the blue lens over his corresponding eye were new, fresh off the assembly line and shone with a sparkle in the soft light of the observatory.

Under the armor, however, retold the tale of the unblemished warrior. Deeply refined and perfectly cut muscles were interrupted by large, gouging scars, and light burn marks that slightly charred his tanned skin shade or two deeper. His tail, also, had a slight hitch about two-fifths the way through, from many times of being yanked or grabbed in the fatal error of assuming he still held a Saiya-jin?s greatest weakness, was lazily hung around his thick waist in the common way most warriors of his race did.

He would be recognized as a hero among his people, a great champion as well as teacher. He was the head of the Defense Council, a Leading General, and infamous fighter worthy of a king?s spoil. However, he did not let this affect is already sizable - yet manageable - ego. He knew his place in society, and for that, he was a better man.

His name was Arano, and he would be the first to understand the new threat Vegetasei was to fall under.

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The rocket pod landed with a solid smash against the thick pad outside of Port Fifty-Two. After the inertia caught up with the dirtied white shell, and the landing pad stopped bouncing, the door opened slowly, lurching from years of stationary lock. Out stepped a young man, no more than eighteen, with a jumble of hair and a gleam in his eye. Two men slowly approached, smirks plastered all over their faces. One was a veteran warrior, a hero to the people, and a squad commander of the best unit in the known galaxy. He has similar size, look, and shape as the young man.

The other, however, was taller, thicker. He was wearing an armor of a First Class, similar to Arano, without the combat pants. Instead, he favored a stretchable pair of shorts, elastic in nature and very tough. They ran to about three inches above his knees, and formed around powerful muscles. As mentioned, he was thicker than the other two; his build aimed more at big, dense muscle. He would be noticed, even without the tide of onyx hair that cascaded to below his knees, just for his structure.

The young man turned to see the pair approach him. He was dressed in an odd manner of clothing, an orange shirt with torn, yellow pants that looked about two sizes too big, and boots that appeared to have been tossed about in a blender.

?So, the prodigal son returns...and a lot stronger than someone would have guessed.?

?It?s good to finally see you, Raditz. I was beginning to wonder if I would make it here before you died of old age.?

?So I take it the three-eyed one finally submitted??

?Not really. It just took me a while to get him in a position where he couldn?t stop a bolt of energy from tearing his body apart.?

?Well, my son... I am glad you have returned. You missed an important part of our race?s development, but that should make it all the easier for you to adapt.?

?Yes, father.?

?Well, Kakarot, I suppose we should get you debriefed, then...?

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?Are you sure about this?? King Vegeta asked, looking over the papers I had given him.

?Positive, my lord. At this rate, they will land on Vegetasei in two months,? I said, my voice low enough so that only he and not his personal entourage could hear. ?Maybe three, if they change course to avoid the main star of the Gemti system?s gravitational field completely.?

?Hmm,? was the only thing the King said.

?My lord, if the stories are true,? I whispered, gravely. ?Then we are looking at an army of beings that are almost impossible to destroy; they regenerate, can mold their bodies like a gel, and can withstand incredulous amounts of heat.?

?What do you suggest, then, Arano?? the King said, still walking through his personal garden.

?I want full control of the National Army and joint control of the Royal Guard, my lord, and then I will sleep easier.?

King Vegeta looked at me for a brief second, as if he were about to bargain with me about that request, but it must have dawned upon him that he would be bargaining his race away if he did so.

?I will talk with the Prince later on about this. You know as well as I do he will not like losing control in either branch.?

?My lord,? I said loudly enough to be heard by those around me, and stopped short of my step. I placed my left arm over my chest and bowed in salute, before taking off into the air quickly to the Defense Agency Headquarters.

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?So, Turles, what do you think about Yanoliak??

?To be honest, sir, I don?t think it would serve for much of a recon post, not even to say for a training camp.?

In the Planetary Conquest Division Agency, there is a room; large enough to fit several banquet halls in, of pure, modern wonders. Interactive maps, data banks, transmission centers, supercomputers, command centers, everything an efficient conqueror could want in a control room. In front of a three-dimensional map stood two figures, one only a few inches over six feet. He wore the common First Class armor, and was thickly built. He was Turles, Arano?s cousin, and looked similar to him, with the exception that he was darker skinned, was not as tall, and his hair stuck out in all directions.

He stared at the pink-and-orange planet with a wicked smile on his face, thinking in disgust of how pathetic it was. Barely larger than half of Vegetasei, it held a weaker gravitational field and had a very diverse climate. It?s only advantages were that it held a vast multitude of environments, a rich atmosphere, and ample sources for nourishments.

These pluses were the only saving graces, and the other figure, a gargantuan beast of a man, weighed them in better respect than its negatives.

?No, I think it will do just fine,? said the figure in a deep voice that seethed with power.

Standing an amazing seven foot five, with a mind-blowing exceptional figure of impossibly and godly toned muscles stood a Saiya-jin like no other. He wore no shirt, in favor of free movement and to intimidate foes, but he kept it around his waist with a gold belt to hold his garments in place. His pants were a thick material of alien origin, and were a remarkably pure white. He stood on golden boots, with red rubies embedded in the shins of the metal. Around his wrists shined similarly colored bands, and around his neck hung a marvelous medallion that was glorified in simplistic beauty.

This was the Legendary Super Saiya-jin, Burori, and he held the esteemed position of Commander of Planetary Conquest. And he was also Arano?s half-brother.

?Contact the Prince. Tell him we have found a ripe planet for training our divisions if he would honor us with the order to conquer.?

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Vegita sat in his tub, a literal pool of heated, churning water, relaxing after his daily training. He led a boring life. He slept in a bed the size of most rooms in a normal house, a four post with silk canopy with enough down feathers to make up an entire species of birds. His room was floored, walled, and tiled with black and white marble. Gold trimmed the corners and creases, and every furnishing was rich oaken wood. His room took up an entire floor of the royal palace, with a bathroom making up for half of that. Beautiful, exotic flowers sprung from running fountains that were placed in the four corners. Pure ivory walls held crystal mirrors with artful golden scroll trimming. This was separated from the bedroom with twenty-foot high doors of the richest maple wood ever to think to have existed.

His duties as the primary leader of the armed forces were thin, as most orders were handed to subordinates due to the fact that he was always training. Which is why he was surprised when two messengers were announced by the Royal Guards outside his room.

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The footsteps sounded lightly down the corridor, echoing gently from wall to wall while dispersing into the distance. The Saiya-jin warrior walked with a mild tone about his motions, but also made it clear that he would not be taken lightly on any matter. He wore the usual First Class armor, but other than that, he was far from ordinary. His black combat suit was form fitting, but the sleeves stopped short of the upper arm, not even reaching past the biceps, and also dipped at the neck. Almost disproportionately, the suit ran down to his feet to barely conceal thick muscles and strong bones. Over the fighting leotard on hands and feet were white gloves and boots, the new cutting-edge form of armor that was recently developed just a couple of years ago.

He was tall, but not so much as to tower over those around him; just enough to be noticeable. He was tanned lightly, and well built while staying in a compact frame. His hair was disheveled, pointed in curved, upward spikes that were only a medium length, but a rich black color.

The most outlandish item on him, however, was the bloodstained bandana that held his hair up even higher than normal, a gift from his father.

His name was Orin, and he was one of the leading commanders of the National Army. He made a name for himself in several single-handed conquests of planets with Class Two and One races. He had also been marked as an astonishing fighter, and had even protected the National Guard headquarters during a raid of space pirates alone.

Yet for all of his deeds, the mention of his name and the knowledge of his heritage was enough to earn him a place in the history banks. He was the third son of Bardock, and the most likely to become the best fighter out of the three.

He approached the last door of the hall, on the sixtieth floor of the Defense Council Headquarters, and it opened automatically with a decompressed swish of air.

?Ah, Orin, I?m glad you made it so quickly.?

?Of course, sir,? Orin said, making a quick yet relaxed salute.

?Enough of the formalities, Orin. We?ve known each other long enough to be past the militarist code, especially in my damn office,? Arano said, a faint growl reaching the back of his throat. ?Now hurry up and get in here. There?s a lot to tell you.?

Orin smirked slightly, and walked into the Leading General?s personal office. It was large, taking up a quarter of the floor. The only thing above was the command post for the Defense Department. It showed telltale signs that it belonged to someone of significant importance. The floor was pure white marble, the large oaken desk set in the back in front of the twenty-foot windows with mechanical blinds. The room was quiet, and in the far right corner was a large bed, meant for when nights of business ran long, or when the Defense Department was on alert. Some fifteen feet away, against the east-side wall, was a fireplace that sported a marble mantelpiece with gold trimmings engraved to form ancient scrolls describing fighting techniques. On the west side of the entire room was a miniature training area, with simple weights and freely floating targets, and a small jacuzzi tub.

?Orin, I will get right to the point, because you know how much I hate bullshitting around. Vegetasei is faced with a very large problem. We are mere weeks away from a full-scale invasion,? Arano began.

His friend snapped his head up slightly, staring with hard eyes and a thoughtful look on his face.

?As strange as it may sound, this is something we are nowhere near prepared for. Our enemies aren?t exactly warriors. They are more insect-like beasts?yet they don?t fit in any specific class of animal. They can regenerate lost limbs or holes within minutes; they can survive the vacuum of space? The heat of planetary reentry does little but mar their skin?s pebble texture, and, worst yet, they can use ki.

?I suppose the best news is that the majority of the swarm is mindless. They are controlled by more humanoid versions of themselves?but those are even more dangerous. They can heal even faster and can shape and mold their bodies. We are on the lip of a very hard war.?

??How the Hell are we supposed to deal with this??

?That?s exactly why I called you here. This is a tremendous step ahead of our race?s path on destiny. One we might not fully make. The advantage here that we have is sheer power. They have millions of millions of their drones, but they all have the power level of a Saibaman on average. We might not have a tide of people ready to swoop over entire solar systems?but we do have the power to blow them out of the sky.

?I want you to keep this under your cap, Orin. This knowledge must not reach the public until we are ready to tell the population. But I do want you to prepare the National Army and Guard. Drill them until they bleed from their eyes. I want them so tired they won?t want to move for hours on end. I?m talking about eighteen hours a day until you hear further notice from me. Restrict off-base privileges, too. We need our warriors to focus. Every man, woman, and child we have enlisted must be at their peak to train. This is something far worse than we could have imagined.?

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In dark solitude he sat, a single light burning down, ineffectively penetrating the curtain of velvet darkness. The Saiya-jin youth sat on a simple stool, energy bonds pulsing quietly, with his head bowed. His hair was tied back and two micro transmitters taped at his temple.

He was dressed in a simple armor, dark blue with no shoulder pads and only two waist guards along the side of his legs. He wore a dirtied black jumpsuit underneath, cut off at the elbow and knees. He wore no scouter, and his tail hung limply to be subject to any breeze.

?So, Kakarot, I suppose we have much to discuss.?

The Saiya-jin looked around in the dark, inky room, trying to locate the voice that echoed endlessly.

?We received a report of attacks on the Gavi settlers.?

Kakarot shook his head slowly in confusion.

?The purchasers of the planet Earth. They contacted us in a rage, claiming we cheated them out of their payment. Apparently, a green man and some winged creatures raided an encampment and slaughtered almost all of the workers.?

??Piccolo,? Kakarot said in a voice thick with bewilderment.

Footsteps softly approached, and a large figure appeared at the edge of the light, but just beyond the cone of illumination.

?So, you know of the creature.?

?But? I killed him. Launched myself right through his chest.?

?Was there any chance he survived??

?No, I vaporized his body afterwards.?

Then he looked around at his surroundings.

?Am I under charges??

His interrogator walked slowly around him, staying just beyond the reach of the light. Arms crossed and head held high, he let a slight grunt out.

?We have to wonder, Kakarot. As an infant, your power level was a simple eight. Even then, most newborns could kill you without effort. So we sent you to a Class Four planet; weak sentient creatures and abundant wildlife. I have heard the stories of the rare gifted fighter it housed, but a mere speck of salt in an ocean in comparative numbers. It took you seventeen years, almost eighteen. We projected three years, and you took more than eight times that long. Now we get reports of a quasi-powerful creature setting up his empire in ruins. We?re just wondering what happened.?

??I do not know,? Kakarot admitted. ?I remember every little detail of the fight. How the clouds blocked out the sun, the smell of rain above, and the taste of charred skin in the air? The pure bliss of the fight still returns when I think hard enough on it. King Piccolo was not a Saiya-jin, but he certainly fought like one. It was only fitting that I threw his ashes into the wind.?

The interrogator chuckled, and his voice drew tight with sarcasm.

?What race was he??

Kakarot snapped his head up, awaking from his trance.

?I don?t even know. ?I don?t think he even knew.?

Once more the interrogator grunted, but continued to circle Kakarot. After four more rounds, he stopped behind the Saiya-jin teen, sending a chill down his spine.

?What about West City??

Kakarot?s eyes clouded over in confusion as if he did not comprehend the words.

?West City?? he whispered, dazed.

He slowly turned his head, more so to direct his question than to look.

??Who are you??

?I am the one interrogating, Kakarot, not you,? he replied with a hint of rage in his voice. ?Answer me.?

Kakarot nodded slightly.

?I met a few humans there and two shape shifters. I was young, maybe twelve. I had been injured in one of my fights with Tienshinhan, the thr ??

?I know who that is, Kakarot. Continue.?

??Well, after letting me rest, they provided me with food and shelter. I decided I could use a break.?

?Who were they??

Kakarot hesitated, trying to think if such association would be considered treason.

?Kakarot, this is will be confidentially between us. There is no reason to fear.?

??Kuririn, Yamcha, Puar, Oolong, Chi-Chi ??

?What about Bulma??

Kakarot shot up out of his seat sending the flimsy stool flying into the darkness with a clatter as he snarled and turned in place to face his unmoving interrogator. The hum of his shackles became a loud crackle, but he resisted the pain with a brave front.

?Who are you?! How do you know all about Earth?!?

A disgruntled chuckle slithered from the shadows after a few seconds.

?I see you do not fully remember yet. Oh, well. Maybe the ripple has not yet faded.?

The interrogator walked past, still not completely illuminated. A hint of a red cape floated past with fleeting footsteps as he finished the questioning.

?You?re going back to Earth. Finish Piccolo and his forces. Make sure he doesn?t spit out any eggs this time.?

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Saiya-jins.

Warriors of epic legend and fear. Entire civilizations fell to the might of only a few men. The strongest fighters and the best defenses crumbled against the Saiya-jins. They were known throughout the universe as fearsome monsters and astounding combatants.

Several things set them apart from the ordinary humanoid species. We will start with the most obvious; the Saiya-jin tail.

Any natural-born Saiya-jin has a tail. It serves as several things. Most notably, it allows a Saiya-jin to transform into a giant gorilla-like being called an Oozaru when a Saiya-jin absorbs radiant energy from a moon or planet. Size and power increase tenfold, and most Saiya-jins can control this wild beast within moments using sheer willpower. Of course, this is only if the Saiya-jin has his tail. If transformed into an Oozaru, and his tail is removed, a Saiya-jin will revert to his normal state, losing the boosted power as well.

Also, the tail is prehensile, and can manipulate things like a third hand or arm. Likewise, it can be used to hit, strangulate, or grab. A Saiya-jin tail is very strong, just as strong as an arm or a leg.

As a child, a Saiya-jin?s tail will grow after being removed by most means, but as a Saiya-jin grows into his teen and adult years, the only way to restore one?s tail is to have it synthetically regrown in a rejuvenation tank.

However, some Saiya-jins have a severe weakness in their strength. On some younger and weaker Saiya-jins, or ones that have not experienced it, if the tail is grabbed very hard or pulled, it can cause temporary paralysis and mind-shattering pain. If a Saiya-jin works hard enough to adapt himself to the pain, or builds up his tail?s strength, he can overcome this weakness, but it takes time.

Moving on, we look at the Saiya-jin structure. Being very animalistic in form, Saiya-jins share empowered senses that increase as they grow older, as opposed to the common degeneration most other humanoids experience in older age. The Saiya-jin sense of hearing is phenomenal, and they can hear things miles off in the distance. Proportionately, their ears are slightly larger than they should be, but not by much.

Another heightened sense Saiya-jins possess is sight. With better depth perception than most other species in the entire universe, they have a top-notch advantage in a fight in that they can gauge an attack?s distance when in sight. Also, they have clarity like none other, and, as with hearing, it only improves over time.

Lastly, the Saiya-jin form. It is common knowledge that Saiya-jins grow much stronger after recovering from major wounds, and even minor scrapes and bruises give a slight improvement. This healing ability is often called a ?zenkai power-up?, meaning basically that when restored to a very fit form that their power level shoots up dramatically. This is perfect for a warrior race, and they have evolved over time, honing this physical gift.

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Welcome to Redemption. Technically long ago, Vegita wished the Black Star Dragon Balls back to Earth with the help of Porunga, for their ability to grant any wish when gathered. He had aged considerably since the events of the Shadow Dragons, and was now old, even with the different Saiya-jin aging cycle. He was pushing ninety years old, and with Bulma dead, he longed for something missing. He was slowly reverting to his former self without the companionship of his wife.

So he devised a plan.

On a planet formerly under the command of Furiza, long-since abandoned after his death at the hands of Trunks, he summoned the Black Shenron. His wish, as stated before, was very complicated. It, in its simplest form, was as follows;

As time was to be rewound to the night Furiza destroyed Vegetasei, the full moon would rise and the Saiya-jin race would rally to Bardock?s call. Likewise, the entire Saiya-jin race would be strengthened four times as strong as they were. Kakarot would be moved from his placement next to Burori to prevent the Legendary Super Saiya-jin from going on a rampage later in life. Lastly, his mind would be buffered from the change, and he would remember his old life as he had lived it. The Dragon looked at Vegita for a few moments, considering the weight of the wish, and agreed if Vegita would accept that Kakarot would eventually remember everything as well. Vegita questioned why, and the Dragon replied that the sins of the past must be paid; the Dragon was still insulted over Kakarot?s interference with the Black Star Dragon Balls.

Vegita agreed.

It is now seventeen years after the night Furiza attempted the destruction of Vegetasei. When faced with an army of Oozarus, Furiza opted for a hasty retreat. He never returned to pester the Saiya-jins again.

Since then, the Saiya-jin race has undergone sweeping reforms. The old system of terror and torture was thrown out that very night. The ranking system changed. Classes were nearly abolished as it became painfully clear that Saiya-jins, no matter how weak at birth, could accomplish great things if given the chance. Now Saiya-jins are based on a system of their current power level, but the social distinction between classes barely exists.

With influence from Prince Vegita, the social and military structure changed radically. Radio transmissions showed staged dramas reenacting Saiya-jin legends and myths, discussed fighting techniques, showed training programs. Vegetasei had television.

With a solid military now, with various branches, actual ranks were established, and many make their lives in this way now. Saiya-jins still pirate off planets, but also hire out squads for other reasons. They have become more like mercenaries than thieves.

This period of prosperity intertwined with the Saiya-jin instinct, and many became accustomed to the changes. Time continued on, and for a while, life was good.

That was until a General and head of the Defense Council discovered a massive energy signal headed directly for Vegetasei. He spent days on end researching, and came with an answer to name the threat.

The Takrei.

A race of monstrous beings bent of assimilating the vitality of planets, they hop from system to system like lotus, and destroy all life.

This time, it is the Saiya-jins that must endure an invasion.

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That?s the general information [haha, yeah right, I just made your eyes bleed with all of that]. Next is the sign up and images. Well, reverse the order, reference images first. XD

[url=http://artillerie.250free.com/TakreiGrunt.JPG]Takrei Grunt[/url]

About as tall as a man on its hind legs, and a little stronger than a Saibaman. They can freely use ki and regenerate lost limbs and holes and cuts. They can fight rather well in hand-to-hand combat, but nothing compared to any Saiya-jin over the age of seven. The problem, however, is that they come in swarms, up to the hundreds of thousands in size.

[url=http://artillerie.250free.com/Drukel.jpg]Drukel the Wielder of the Blue Flame[/url]

A squadron commander of the Takrei, and a formidable fighter in his own right. He uses the Blue Flame, a ki-like energy that is highly explosive, but, unlike ki, does not leave an energy signature. Not even the sharpest of senses can pick up a trace of the Blue Flame aside from visually.

[url=http://artillerie.250free.com/Loki.jpg]Loki the Ki Master[/url]

A general in the service of the Takrei legions, Loki has earned his title. He is an expert at the manipulation of energy, in various forms, and can sense the slightest bit of suppressed energy from thousands of miles away. He can even make a living being just by forming and sculpting ki.

[url=http://artillerie.250free.com/Rulek.jpg]Rulek the Combatant[/url]

Rulek is another general in the Takrei hoard. He is wise beyond his years, though he is considerably aged; yet he does not show a sign of it in anything he does. He is respectful, tactical, and most of all, deadly. He is a master in combat techniques, knowing many styles and forms.

[url=http://artillerie.250free.com/KaSari.JPG]Ka Sari the Huntress[/url]

The Commander of the invasion of Vegetasei, and a student of both Loki and Rulek. But do not let it be assumed that she is weaker than her masters; she just underwent training from the both of them. She is far stronger than the both of them individually. This meshes perfectly with her combat spirit. Ka Sari is a fierce woman whose passion for fighting is surpassed by no other being. She lives for the thrill of war and the taste of blood.

[url=http://artillerie.250free.com/Vektus.jpg]Vektus the Overlord of the Takrei[/url]

There is little known about the Master of the Swarm, but much to be assumed. The way he orders around the likes of Rulek and Ka Sari, for instance, makes one think just how powerful can this demon may be?

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The sign-up sheet is as follows;

[b]Name:[/b]

[b]Age:[/b]

[b]Nickname:[/b] ?Optional-

[b]Height:[/b]

[b]Weight:[/b]

[b]Appearance:[/b]

[b]Biography/History:[/b] ?Doesn?t have to be a novel. Just enough so that we get a good idea of the character?s past and personality.-

[b]Signature Attacks:[/b] ?Requested, but not required [and I want original attacks, not a Kamehameha or something.]-

[b]Weapons:[/b] ?Optional-

[b]Power Level:[/b] ?This RPG will keep constant with power levels. This is required. The max you can have at the beginning is 50,000.-


That?s all for now. Enjoy. I put a good deal of effort into this, so I?d really like only committed applicants. Also, I will be selecting those that make it into the final cut, so don?t assume just because your sign-up is decent that you will automatically get in.


Just so we know, for the character reference pictures, I claim nothing about them. I simply did Google Image search and cropped ones that fit what I was looking for.

[Burori]

[B]Name[/B]: Gaul

[B]Age[/B]: 16

[B]Nickname[/B]: None

[B]Height:[/B] 4?7??

[B]Weight[/B]: 110 pounds

[B]Appearance:[/B] [IMG]http://otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=22167&stc=1[/IMG] (Note: Mind the Majin and SSJ it is an old picture I drew a long time ago. And yes that is his tail and no it isn't a turd ^_^)

[B]Biography/History[/B]: Gaul was born one year after his Brother Burori. After his birth he was sent to a planet which posed the Saiyajin?s a small threat that could have made their struggle against Furiza pretty short. His mission was to take out one of a few of Furiza?s supplies. Thus when the moon came out he changed and laid waste to all whom lived on that planet. Even at a young age he proved time and time again that he was worthy of holding the title of being Burori?s only brother. Throughout the years during the 17 years that Vegetasei was calmer with the absence of Furiza Gaul was taught the art of combat from his brother when he had the time to teach him. With his teachings he became a decent fighter and also very capable of holding his own against the other Saiyajins.

[B]Signature Attacks:[/B]

[B]Granka: [/B] With the teachings of Burori his older brother he learned to send thousands of energy blasts with one swipe. Although it leaves him to feel exhausted for a short period of time.

[B]Kracow (Finisher):[/B] Gaul charges ki within cupped palms at his side while floating freely in air. When fully charged, Gaul forces his hands together, in turn merging the ki orbs and launches it at stomach level, in a fierce, powerful beam.

[B]Weapons:[/B] Long Sword, 2 Sais (Upgraded) -See Appearance-

[B]Power Level:[/B] ?23,000-

[Raiha]

[COLOR=purple]Name: Evrada Cuidad

Age: 26

Nickname: Ever

Height: 5'6"

Weight: 128lbs.

Appearance: see attachment, purple hair, pale skin, deadpan expression more often than not. As for clothing, color is changeable as she varies between purple, dark blue, silver, and blood red.

Biography/History: Born a half breed and a bastard to boot, Evrada is the daughter of a Saiya-jin female and a father of unknown breed. The purple hair and emotionless eyes are apparently a father thing, since she recieved a strong body and a tail from her mother. More often than not, Evrada keeps a mealoncholy expression on her face and doesn't seem too interested in the persuit of happiness and power. She serves her masters without question, mutely, calmly, and effectively.

Some have sought her out as a wife, if only for her beauty and strong genetic code, but she remains aloof and completely untouchable. Those that think she can be quickly overtaken by force, i.e. people that judge her by power level alone, etc, are usually found a day later in an alley, dead or dying. She has apparently no ambition, no loyalties except to her masters, and quite frankly, no prospects.

Signature Attacks:

Dirge: a songspell that drains your energy. The positives are that this kind of attack can be done from very far away. The downside is if the victem has a high powerlevel, requiring more intensity in the song.

Wall: Just what it sounds like. A mostly defensive energy barrier that protects the caster more often than not and has a strong backlash when touched by the attacker.

Weapons: Chain, worn around the waist, doubles as whip or wire when completely stretched out.

Power Level: 20,000[/COLOR]

[Venge]

[b]Name:[/b] Zelex

[b]Age: [/b]25

[b]Height: [/b]6' 2''

[b]Weight: [/b]170 lbs.

[b]Appearance: [/b]Here, but with shorter hair and blue eyes.

[b]Biography/History:[/b] Raised in the slums of a Saiyan city, Zelex had to be tough and rough to survive as a child. He lived alone, due to his parents deaths when he was 7. So, he received shelter and food from a family friend. Every day as a child, he would get in a fight, but those fights are what made him.


As he grew older, Zelex soon became stronger. He joined an elite soldier group and traiend under them.

[b][u]Signature Attacks[/u][/b]
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Fire Flash Explosion - Zelex charges up super heated ki in his sword and begins a wild volly of strikes at his opponent. On the final strike, the tip of the blade causes an explosion at the opponent, causing heavy damage.

Riot Cannon - Similar to Bardok's Riot Javaline, Zelex charges this attack like a Riot Javaline but uses both hands to fire it in a blast form, hence the 'cannon' in the name.

[b]Weapons:[/b] Dragon handle long sword

[b]Power Level:[/b] 42,000


For those who don't know what the Riot Javaline is, it's the attack Bardok used on Frieza in the Bardok movie and he uses it in Budokai 3.

[Yoda]

[B]Name:[/B] Orin

[B]Age:[/B] 25

[B]Nickname:[/B] N/A

[B]Height:[/B] 6'2"

[B]Weight:[/B] 235lbs

[B]Appearance:[/B] See attatchment

[B]Biography/History:[/B] Bardock's first born, Orin's childhood was spent in mediocrity. Through the idealistic eyes of a boy, he saw his father as a great adventurer, unknown to him that whenever his father would go away, it would be on a conquest of Planets. This soon became very clear to him, however, even as he reached a mere five years old.

He possesed unusual power for a boy his age who was born into the lower classes, a power that began to flourish when, at only 8 years old, he played a very small part in the defence of his planet from Furiza's forces. Overwhelmed with pride and adrenaline upon hearing the call of his father, combined with earlier anger from the loss of his new born brother, he raced into the sky with thousands of his bretherin, and took a gaze at the moon. The rest of his part in that battle is but a shadow and a blur.

Orin's life from that point improved significantly. His father's part in the defence of Vegetasei had earned him a dramatic promotion, meaning a better quality of life for his family, launching Orin into what would previously had been known as "1st class saiya-jin life". His father, now the Squad Commander of the Royal Guard's Ellite, meant that Orin would, for the rest of his growing days, be subject to only the best trainin, medical and educational facilities. It was under these conditions that his power would be allowed to flourish.

By twenty one years of age he had already become a power within the National Army, his reputation only enhanced by the reverance held for his father. Whispers of limitless potential, of the son who would be even greater than his father, were soon common talk in the slums from which Orin had sprouted. His reputation only grew when he was nearly killed in a battle, single handedly defending the National Guards Headquarters. The battle left him with many scars, the most noticeable being a long mark from his forehead, along his brown, and down to his right ear. For his troubles, his father placed his legendary headband on his son's head in an attempt to cover the nasty mark. He also earned promotion to Commander as a result.

A man that radiates with confidence, Orin is a man never doubtful of his abilities. His secure demenour and prowess on the field of battle inspires those who fight under him. He is one who salutes bravery, and shuns cowardice, both in himself and those he fights with. He is also never short of tongue, often showing he posseses the arrogance of a saiya-jin at the top of his game.

[B]Signature Attacks:[/B]

[I]Chaos Cannon[/I] - Channels his Ki aura into an orb, the orb impacts with concussive force, highly explosive.

[I]Kai Shin Da[/I] - A move similar in a way to Kaiyoken. It gives him a temporary boost in strength, speed etc. The strength of the move is harnessed from unfocused energy i.e. Ki that is released when he becomes angry and looses focus. As such, the angrier he gets, the stronger Kai Shin Da becomes.

[I]Thunder Blitz[/I] - Two orbs charged in outstretched arms, high concentrated energy. Forces them together, the resulting explosion of energy from the fusion throws the attack from his arms in beam form.

[I]Omega Sphere[/I] - An orb with the energy of a mini sun, this is charged in one hand infront of the body before is grows too big, then moved above the head and controlled with two hands. Thrown to release... huge explosive output upon impact.

[B]Weapons:[/B] N/A

[B]Power Level:[/B] 50,000

[Chaos]

[b]Name:[/b] Arano Karakkaze

[b]Age:[/b] 31

[b]Nickname:[/b] Other than ?Sir? from subordinates, nothing.

[b]Height:[/b] 6? 5?

[b]Weight:[/b] 253 pounds

[b]Appearance:[/b] As described earlier, he is taller than most around him, well-cut, and somewhat handsome, if you can look past the scowl and battle scars. He is thickly built, and fairly intimidating to those under his command when he gets to shouting. Attachment.

[b]Biography/History:[/b] Born to a Saiya-jin mother that died during childbirth, and fathered by Paragas, Arano holds relations to Burori and Gaul as a half-brother, and Turles? cousin through his mother. Growing up in the rougher version of the Saiya-jin society, he learned to look past the errors of the past and forged on ahead with life.

He was selected early on as a prime warrior, born with a thick head full of fire and rage, and a power level of 950. As a toddler, he was sent out to several hostile planets, and always returned quickly, having eliminated his targets with unnerving ease. Whenever settlers would relocate whatever it was to the conquered planets, they?d notice spots where the ground itself was burnt away, and the surrounding area for miles on end were bleached white, as if by an intense heat.

Since there, there has always been a suspicion about him, that he was more than he seemed. For fourteen years out of his life, people made claims of this and that, about one legend or another. That is, until Burori was born.

Arano was almost forgotten when the news that the Legendary Super Saiya-jin was born. His only saving grace that kept him at all in the military was the incredible deeds he had done in the past and his actions during the repelling of Furiza.

Like others, he had charged into battle when Bardock called upon his fellow Saiya-jins, but he was also the one that organized the attack parties that not only rescued the Prince, but also weeded out large amounts of Furiza?s forces on Vegetasei.

For this, he was giving a high position within the Defense Department, and eventually worked his way to become the Head of the Defense Council, a Leading General, and was a chairman of the National Guard. In the meantime of his job, too, he also continued to work regularly, either conquering planets or being a hired hand for races trying to defend their planet.

He has many friends in the military, and is extremely well known throughout the planet as a man of influence for the Royal Family.

All in all, Arano is a man that says what he means and means what he says. A somewhat regular past as a child and a deep-seeded apathy for what he could not change, he is the strong, serious type, with an iron-will and thoughtful mind. A brilliant tactician and wonderful commander, his troops look up to him in the highest regard.

But sometimes, people cannot help but think he is hiding something?

[b]Signature Attacks:[/b] [url=http://artillerie.250free.com/Blaze.JPG]Blaze[/url]

A powerful yet compact orb of a napalm ki, generated through unknown means. Normally, ki is explosive, yet this attack literally harnesses fire and, upon detonation, releases a tide of flames in a bright explosion, much like a fuel air bomb or napalm bomb; the fire ?poofs? out over a large area very quickly in a heated blast.

[url=http://artillerie.250free.com/Hayoken.gif]Hayoken[/url]

The Hayoken is a very diverse technique. Focusing energy within the hands when pulled behind the back, with hands opposite each other, fingers of one hand on the other?s palm, a small orb is formed. The ball of ki swells quickly as more energy is fed into it, often stopping at the size of a basketball or something relative in size. From there, the attack can be launched two ways; the first is a sphere, with a dramatic trail of energy following close behind. The hands are brought forward, kept just like they were behind the back. Arano snaps his hands to the side, to join underneath the orb, side-to-side, where the ball is fired somewhat like a rocket from the palms. The other way is a beam, which when brought in front of the body, the two hands spread out, thumbs overlapping so that the tip of each thumb rests in the crease of the opposite thumb. The orb expels its energy in a tide [[I]a la[/I] the Big Bang Kamehameha] that does considerable damage. Highly explosive results come from either method of launching.

[url=http://artillerie.250free.com/NuclearFusion3.JPG]Nuclear Fusion[/url]

Starting off as a very small orb the size of a marble with pure energy crackling around the exterior, it grows quickly, absorbing the ki that bounds around it. When powered up, it can either be thrown or launched from an open palm, and it is very quick and powerful, despite the lack of charge time, as it splits the pure energy apart instead of detonating. When this very volatile ki ball explodes, it reacts much like a hydrogen bomb does.

[url=http://artillerie.250free.com/RagingComet.gif]Raging Comet[/url]

The Raging Comet is without a doubt Arano?s strongest attack. This technique is very powerful, able to destroy planets with ease. Rather than use his own ki to fuel the power of the blast, however, he sets off very tiny explosions within the sphere itself, and that energy is trapped within, which explains why the orb lurches in size when focusing ki. With one or both hands held over his head, palms facing the sky and fingers narrowly spread, he must spend at least a minute or two concentrating. Therein lies the flaw, other than it takes time to power up; he must work very hard to only localize the explosion. If he were to force too much ki to detonate within, the whole Raging Comet would explode before ready, wasting time, energy, and doing severe damage to Arano. Because of the design and method of powering up the Raging Comet, it is not one big explosion, but actually a tactical strike that has an unfathomably strong shockwave that can send tons of planetary crust miles away, even into space if enough power is contained within.

[b]Weapons:[/b] N/A

[b]Power Level:[/b] 72,000

Yes, I understand I went over the limit I set, and there is a specific reason for that. When the attacks do begin, there will need to be someone to brunt the forces, and I figured we?ll need an edge once some real enemies show up. Besides, I won?t be gaining that much power right off the bat, whereas everyone else will catch up easily.

Plus I can do what I want since I made the darn thing. ^_~

[Guest Skye Strife]

Uggh... I'm here, and I have my bio, but the history is CRAP! >.>
It's only there to explain why his power level fluctuates. Anyways, here it is:

Name: Skye Strife

Age: 19

Nickname: None

Height: 6'-2"

Weight: 194 lbs.

Appearance: Skye's a typical Saiya-jin in that he wears his world's traditional armor; a black breast plate over his chest overlapped by a pair of beige pauldrons, greaves on the side of either leg, and an overhang in the midsection. He also has the usual scouter fixated over his left eye. Underneath it all is a black jumpsuit with full pant legs. A pair of black gauntlets adorn either forearm along with matching fingerless gloves. At his feet are his black boots that And, most common of all, his tail, a nimble bodily extension that typically roams about the open air rather than forming about his midsection.

His physical appearance, however, is far from what most would deem as "ordinary". For starters, his hair, raven black spikes big and small, locks cropped short just above his ears. And his eyes, easily the most captivating of his features, twin emerald orbs of a radiating intensity set in unworldly clear whites and accented by the thickest and darkest of black outlines.

Biography/History: Skye is a single child of Saiya-jin parents, naturally. His parents' relationship was turbulent to say the least, his father beating his mother frequently thus making him apt to emotional breakdowns in his early childhood that would later spawn numerous power surges.

In his later years, as he was coming to maturity, he learned to "tame" these outbreaks, to harness their energies for use at his own convenience. As this source was tapped, he became a "neccessity" to the military, and was enlisted at the age of seventeen.

Signature Attacks:
Navitas Fluctus: Skye's favored attack within his personal arsenal. The user's hands are placed close together with each digit being slightly seperated from the one opposite it. Tendrills of ki emerge, passing between fingers and ultimately gathering into a sphere between the palms. Once a sufficient amount of energy is gathered, the sphere's released in an azure wave of swirling ki.

Paidentum: The most powerful, and most exhausting attack known to Skye. The user is literally engulfed in fierce waves of ki energy known to them only at the peaks of thier power levels. A series of energy volleys rain down from within the barrier. This takes a great deal of concentration, and, more often than not, leaves Skye exhausted beyond any fighting condition. (Still fight capable on a weaker level, but no major ki blasts after this.)

Paidentalus: A weaker form of the Paidentum. Skye encases a selected region of his body in a barrier of ki. Any connection between this region and his opponent will result in a searing, almost burning pain.

Weapons:
Twin Blades: A dagger concealed within either of his gauntlets. Both clear his hand by four inches, and, given the small space available in the gauntlets, are easily capable of catching an opponent off guard. Their extraction is triggered by tugging on a small, nearly invisible lever below his palm, which, in turn, releases the mechanics that hold the blades in place.


Power Level: His power level fluctuates, triggered by intense emotions and overwhelming fear. 27,000 is the basis, but it's known to leap as high as 41,500 in said conditions.

[PiroMunkie]

[size=1]Sorry I took a bit ... not having the internet yet hooked up in my dorm room slows things down a bit.

[b]Name:[/b] Mannix

[b]Age:[/b] 29

[b]Nickname:[/b] N/A

[b]Height:[/b] 5'7

[b]Weight:[/b] 162 lbs.

[b]Appearance:[/b] (see attachment ... guess who had way too much time on his hands one night? I did it entirely in Photoshop, 6 hours ... the far arm behind the back means I was too lazy to draw another hand)

[b]Biography/History:[/b] Neil, read my PM if you have not already.

[b]Signature Attacks:[/b]
? METEOR ASSAULT - Mannix releases a rapid, machine-gun-like succession of ki blasts each causing a concussive blast rather than an explosive. These can either be focused on one area, or randomly scattered. This is often followed up with a significantly weaker form of Meteorite that takes no where near as long to create, and travels much faster. It is formed the same way as a Meteorite, but he pretty much just throws the initial ball as opposed to feeding it a lot more energy.

? MARIONETTE - This technique first requires that Mannix be touching his opponent, but shortly thereafter the victim finds themselves encased in a spherical barrier of ki. Mannix can then pull "strings" of energy out and use them to whip his opponent around and beat him mercilessly. With each hit and force of strain the barrier takes, unstable ki builds within the barrier and clings to the victim. The more unstable energy that builds up, the more it hurts the victim when the barrier is struck. When Mannix wills it, the unstable ki is explodes as the barrier implodes, and the victim feels a torturous pain as though he is being both pulled apart and crushed simultaneously. This technique can also be a team effort. If an ally, or friend of the victim in a saving attempt, pulls in the opposite direction, the victim also feels as though he is being pulled in various directions. With enough effort, the stress of being pulled in either direction can trigger the explosion as well.

? FOREVER ZERO - Forever Zero is original in that it strikes from below, and is Mannix's fastest technique in terms of attack speed (regarded as instantaneous, though it just moves and happens faster than most can follow), though it requires some charge time. It is created as a ball of ki no bigger than an average marble at the end of Mannix's fingertip. Then, in an instant, an area spanning miles in diameter erupts in a pillar of flash and blaze. Those caught within suffer its incinerating power, and those who survive it would be buried in rubble. He has never really used this in combat, but originally used it for levelling cities while conquering planets. Instead of blowing everything up, he would let it burn and crumble. So it is relatively weak in comparison to other techniques since it was only ever meant to destroy large areas of land. (similar to the move Nappa uses when he first lands on earth, except over a much wider area)

? METEORITE - Mannix's most powerful attack, and as such, it is the only one capable of destroying a planet if he wishes to take the time putting that much energy into it. Its formation begins closing his hands into the prayer position where a furious aura engulfs him and his hands are pushed shoulder-width apart as a ball of energy forms between them. During this time the ball throbs, trying to grow bigger, but Mannix presses it to its more compact size for easier control. At the end of all this, he holds it to his side (like a Kamehameha), letting go with one hand shortly before thrusting the ball forward where it instantly increases 100-fold in size and begins its descent. It is very slow moving, but causes devastating damage. Its first contact with the ground sends a powerful, planetary shockwave; causing earthquakes and tidal all across the lands. It then detonates in a gargantuan, exponentially expanding dome, leaving nothing but a crater.

[b]Weapon:[/b] N/A

[b]Power Level:[/b] 50,000[/size]

[Gavin]

[SIZE=1]Intriguing RPG Neil, actually sitting down once more and writing a sign up to a Dragonball-based RPG proved to be quite the challenge.

[b]Name:[/b] Kane

[b]Age:[/b] 29

[b]Nickname:[/b] None

[B]Height:[/B] 6?1?

[B]Weight:[/B] 223 lbs

[b]Appearance:[/b] [IMG]http://www.andromedatv.com/images/char_tyr8.jpg[/IMG]

[b]Biography/History:[/b] A family like Kane?s is always subject to some curiosities, the so called Elite-classed warrior clans of Vegetasei, twelve years ago these represented the zenith of Saiya-Jin society, most were made up by nobles. Kane?s family was no different, his father ranked among some of the greatest warriors sired in his generation, his conquests on the battlefields were noted by the heads of the different species he had helped annihilate. Thus the birth of a son was going to be something of an event, his father being an exceptionally proud warrior would no doubt want a son with an exceptionally high power level but also not so high that the son would outshine his father. Kane?s father got his wish, or at least he got half of it, his son was born with an extraordinarily high power level, 1143 to be exact, the child was obviously going to make a exceptional warrior, or so they all thought.

As Kane grew up it became very apparent that he was unstable, the slightest insult to himself or his family would drive him into fits of rage that would only stop when the insulter drew his final breath. The bloodlust was not uncommon in his family, in fact it was to be expected for a child of his age, at 7 he killed a Second-Class soldier for a remark he made about the young noble?s appearance. With time his father assumed his son?s bloodlust would subside or at least lessen in intensity, at 12 years of age Kane and his father took part in the battle over Vegetasei against the forces of Furiza. The transformation to Oozaru proved to be the catalyst in ridding Kane of his bloodlust, in fact it seemed to take away all of his interest in combat. After coming back from the battle, or more correctly the part battle, part mass-retreat on the part of their enemy Kane rejected the opportunity to clear a planet for sale, something his family wouldn?t have thought possible.

With Vegeta?s new ranking system his family still retained the old position in society, they were still Elite and they still had great power, Kane?s lack of interest in pursuing greatness for his family earned him their contempt. Perhaps it was because he felt there was no one worthy left to fight, perhaps it was because he was no longer bloodthirsty, whatever the reason Kane didn?t feel there was any cause to keep fighting for. He continued his training, merely because the system was now based on current power levels rather than those at birth, his was still privy to the best of services but it all seemed so hollow. His family had almost given up hope on Kane when something snapped again inside him, and his old nature returned, he went from malcontent to homicidal maniac in the space of what seemed moments. Now he embraced any opportunity to flex his muscles, especially when that came to clearing planets for resale.

His earned a reputation for brutality, clients would pay a fortune for his services as a mercenary and he would clear even the most dangerous planet with no thoughts for his own safety. At age 22 after several years as a merc he decided that joining the military, what he hoped would give him a taste of some real action, and real action is exactly what he got. His family?s connections with the military ensured that he would go in a couple of steps already on the ladder, his brutal and efficient nature earned him both respect and fear among the lower ranks. Kane developed a taste for Black Ops, missions that were authorised by only the highest levels of the military and were often exceptionally dangerous. 7 years later and outside the highest branches of Command nobody knows exactly what Kane?s missions are, they only know that he always comes back successful.

Cunning, brutal and efficient, these are the three words that most people would use to describe Kane, they are of course perfectly accurate. Arrogant, psychotic and callous, Kane would sacrifice his entire family if it meant gaining more prestige or the chance to fight a better enemy. This makes Kane a man to be feared, both by those under his command and by those above, for those under, his complete disregard means that they could be sent into suicide missions. For those above his command he?s after their positions, and will do pretty much anything within his own warped sense of reason to get them.

[b]Signature Attacks:[/b]

[INDENT][I]Promethean Halo[/I] - Kane?s most powerful Ki attack, Promethean Halo is capable of destroying entire moons or small planets with it?s incredible destructiveness. However for an attack to be of the magnitude to destroy a large moon it would require enormous charge-up time. The technique begins by Kane drawing energy from his body by placing his hands vertically straight down on both sides, with his palms out flat, orange energy waves engulf his hands once sufficient energy has been drawn. Phase two of the technique required Kane to place his arms fully horizontally to increase energy output for the attack, the final stage of the attack requires Kane to bring his arms together directly in front of his locking his fingers together to launch the Ki attack. Time taken to do all this depends on the strength required for the attack but the strength to destroy a moon takes approx. 15 minutes.

[I]Guardian Aura[/I] - What you see is what you get with this technique, and it is the only defensive technique that Kane uses, drawing upon his Ki reserves Kane is able to create a Ki energy shield around his entire body, forming a continuous ?suit? of armour. The shield is only capable of absorbing the same level of energy as it is being fed, .i.e. the more energy fed to the shield the stronger the absorption level. This technique can be used along with other attacks but only if sufficient energy is there to continue to feed the shield.

[I]Hyperion Vengeance[/I] - The fastest of all Kane?s techniques in terms of charge-up this attack is performed by Kane holding his right hand up level with his head while placing his left hand out in front of him [in the position to throw something almost] from here a lightning fast wave of Ki energy can be charged and fired. This energy unlike normal Ki energy has an electric current running through it capable of inducing massive shock in the target. Charge-up to firing time is virtually instantaneous.

[I]Tempest Zeal[/I] - A kind of go-between in terms of power and charge-up, this is Kane?s most used attack, if HV is too weak and PH is too slow then Tempest Zeal is the technique to use. The technique is performed by Kane spacing his feet apart with his arms just out from his sides and fingers touching [quite like the Kaio-Ken] from here and orb on energy is charged until enough has been drawn upon. Next Kane moves his fingers apart and positioning his arms straight out with his palms open. The energy build up from the charge-up can be fired in bursts of small, fast moving projectiles or in waves similar to his other attacks. [/INDENT]

[b]Weapons:[/b] None

[b]Power Level:[/b] 48,750[/SIZE]

[Chaos]

Evaluation time.

[b]Burori:[/b] A pretty bland sign-up, considering how long you knew this was coming and how many versions of the rough draft I showed you. You're in, but I'm going to keep an eye on you. [i]Accepted[/i]

[b]Rai:[/b] Another halfbreed, eh? Can't say I didn't expect it. Like the old days, almost. I liked the sign-up, a bit of a change from the usual "girl power!" type, but we all know what it will turn out to be. Heh. Just try to keep up with the power level stat, okay? [i]Accepted[/i]

[b]Venge:[/b] Well. What can I say? I got the feeling that you skipped most of the story and just zoomed on down to the sign-up sheet. The lack of detail and effort you put into your post somewhat offends me, since that specifically defies what I asked for at the footer of my original post. Also, the lack of attention to your numerous spelling errors makes me question the integrity of your role-playing. First off of the bat, it's 'Bardock' and 'javelin'. Secondly, I don't think any warrior could just join an elite squad. In fact, in this universe, a logical one, they can't. Either the military would seek them out individually, or they would have to try out for some sort of position. Also, using a direct image of Bardock and saying that he has shorter hair and a different color for his eyes seems very childish. Sure, not all of us are artists, but you could at least explain various changes in body structure and whatnot in an articulate manner. You did not make the cut, I'm afraid. [i]Rejected[/i]

[b]Craig:[/b] You're in. I know you understand the backstory and current setting enough to do this blindfolded. But don't type when you're drunk, all right? -_- [i]Accepted[/i]

[b]Skye:[/b] To be honest, I would have appreciated a deeper History, but I know you can bounce back from that. I'll give you the chance to go a little more in detail ICly, provided you don't post up 10,000 word messages. [i]Accepted[/i]

[b]Piro:[/b] From what I've seen and we've talked about in our PMs, you're solid gold for this. No real problems, except for that you still don't have your history up. I want you to repost your entire sign-up sheet including your Biography in your first post in the play thread. [i]Accepted[/i]

[b]Kane:[/b] You're damn right it's intriguing. Took me long enough to work it out. Anyway, your sign-up is all right, but I hope you plan to explain what made your character revert to his former self at one point in the context of the RPG. Oh, and if you think you're going to steal Arano's position, you're dead meat. ^_~ [i]Accepted[/i]

Well, that's that. Applications are still welcomed, and I will evaluate them like I did for these first ones. Look for the actual play thread tomorrow, around two o'clock Central time.

[Andrew]

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[b][font=Verdana][size=1]Appearance: Genesis? body and mind are almost complete opposites of the regular Saiya-jin mould. Where as the average Saiya-jin is more inclined to have tanned skin, Genesis is very pale in comparison. His skin is so pale in most places that his veins show through and his eyes have a dirty black colour underneath them, making them stand out in a hostile looking way. Not only that, but his pupils have a distinct red tinge to their blackness.[/size][/font][/b]
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[b][color=black][font=Verdana][size=1]His stature is average for a Saiya-jin but his hair is far to uniform. Where as most other Saiya-jin?s hair sticks up or down in some pattern of disarray Genesis? hair sticks completely up and is perfectly symmetrical in everyway. It is very short on the back and sides and sticks upwards on top adding 2? to his height.[/size][/font][/color][/b]
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[b][color=black][font=Verdana][size=1]His body overall is sculptured to that of above average Saiya-jin standard; each muscle is toned and clearly defined through his uniform. Genesis wears a black jumpsuit along with grey gloves and boots. He only wears his armour when it is required for a social situation or he is placed in a battle situation. [b][font=Verdana][size=1][/size][/font][/b]
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[b][color=black][font=Verdana][size=1]I may be able to get a pic up soon as well. [b][font=Verdana][size=1][/size][/font][/b]
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[b][font=Verdana][size=1]Biography/History: A Saiya-jin child like Genesis could not have been born at a better time. Having been born one week before the event that sent the Saiya-jin?s would-be-destroyer fleeing Genesis was a child perfectly suited for the new Empire. His father was destroyed in the battle and Genesis was rated with a sickly low power level but was spared destruction with the new law that all Saiya-jins could become greatly powerful. It so happened that there was an opening for an assistant in the newly opened Tech sector of the Empire and Genesis was sent there because of his lack of fighting power. [/size][/font][/b]
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[b][font=Verdana][size=1][color=black]Although he had very little in the department of actual fighting power, Genesis? mind worked on a far higher level than an average Saiya-jin and he became a key figure in the R&D sector. At the age of 9, Genesis put forward many of the ideas that have been developed into facilities now used for everyday life and training. [/color][/size][/font][/b]
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[b][color=black][font=Verdana][size=1]As he got older and with very little training to encourage it, Genesis? power grew as if it were being controlled by some foreign force. Taking this to be some kind of gift from higher beings Genesis began training and became quite powerful. Obviously he was nothing compared to those Saiya-jin who have trained their entire lives but his power was a cause of interest to many. [/size][/font][/color][/b]
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[b][color=black][font=Verdana][size=1]As he got older and with many yeas of success and technical experience behind him Genesis brought himself higher and higher in the Development Sector and eventually became one of main thinkers and brought even more advancements in the society to light. Although he initially worked closely with Mannix at one point, Genesis preferred to stay on his home world while the older Saiya-jin would go away off world to learn all that he could of new technology.[/size][/font][/color][/b]
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[b][color=black][font=Verdana][size=1]Now almost 18, Genesis works as one of the head researchers and has recently been working on a further development of the training rooms he designed years previously. These days Genesis works harder than ever in his training and has earned the power he now possesses and wields freely. [/size][/font][/b]
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[b][font=Verdana][size=1]Signature Attacks: [b][font=Verdana][size=1][/size][/font][/b]
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[b][color=black][font=Verdana][size=1]Exodus Energy:- [b][font=Verdana][size=1][/size][/font][/b]
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[b][color=black][font=Verdana][size=1]An attack based on using pure light as a tool for destruction. Genesis channels energy into his palms and shapes it in to a blade like shape which is blisteringly hot to anyone else and gives off almost blinding light. [b][font=Verdana][size=1][/size][/font][/b]
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[b][font=Verdana][size=1][color=black]Light Dash:-[/color][/size][/font][/b]
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[b][color=black][font=Verdana][size=1]A technique developed by Genesis to incredibly augment his speed at any given moment for a period as short as a nano-second or as long as roughly 10 seconds. Although not very strong, if Genesis puts enough of this speed behind his agile attacks this technique can pack a punch and can be extremely deadly when combined with Exodus Energy. [b][font=Verdana][size=1][/size][/font][/b]
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[b][color=black][font=Verdana][size=1]Galactic Smash:- [b][font=Verdana][size=1][/size][/font][/b]
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[b][color=black][font=Verdana][size=1]This technique is an invisible wave of energy that Genesis can hurl quickly or charge up with massive amounts of energy if it is necessary. Although it can be sensed by those with the ability, this attack rarely misses because most combatants rely too heavily on their eyes. However when this attack is charged up greatly it loses it?s edge of being invisible.[/size][/font][/b]
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[b][font=Verdana][size=1]Weapons: N/A[/size][/font][/b]
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[b][font=Verdana][size=1]Power Level: 22,000[/size][/font][/color][/b][/b][/color][/b][/color]