Post by Namorel on Mar 26, 2019 20:38:22 GMT
Character Name:
Namorel
Gender:
Yes
Starting Planet:
Earth
Race:
Namekian
Racial Traits:
Regeneration
Fusion
Flexibility
Transformation Path:
Namekians
Date of Birth:
Age 905
Age:
95
Fighting Style:
Distanced
Appearance:
History:
Just shy of a generation ago, on the lonely and quiet world of Namek a young warrior would be born into the Moori Clan of Namekians. A new member of the Warrior Caste from his lack of ability at a young age. One of a dozen born around the same time, all christened the next generation or warriors to bear the positions of their fathers when the time comes. As things go in the Namekian social structure, there was little one could do to break this mould, eternally stuck to their caste and duties until they too were replaced by their children, a cycle that had persisted for millenia with no end in sight.
Dubbed under the name Namorel, this new young warrior began his training not a year later as his body entered its first stage of maturity, it was at this point that his appearance broke from the Namekian norm as his jaw was defined by the colour of his musculature rather than his skin. While not an outstanding difference, this did draw the dismay of many of his comrades. This ire would bring a loneliness to the young Namekian however, building a resentment deep down inside.
Years would pass before anything interesting would come to the young Namekian, almost ninety for that matter when an older human came to the planet to conduct a series of studies. Referring to himself as Ayumu, Namorel was drawn in interest to this man as he carried with him the prospect of knowledge and it was this that Namorel asked to learn from him. Leaving his village without a word and following the older human, Namorel studied literary works and learned to play Shoji. This new enlightenment made him realize how backwards and depressing his home really was. Casting aside his bonds to Namek until the time came that he could change it for the better, Namorel would leave to Earth with Ayumu.
Personality:
Self-Taught Philosophy
Namekian Loyalist
Confident
Stubborn
Wrathful
Single-minded at times
Starting Techniques:
[ST1] Flight - By concentrating your energy in your body, you are able to slowly float upwards into the sky and if this was indoors, get mauled by ceiling fans...again. Allows a moderate flight speed.
[ST1] Ki Sense - Using the strength of a trained mind, the user is able to grasp energy in the surrounding areas and figure out the power of an opponent via a gripping sense of dread. Namorel’s antennae also move to focus in on his target when sensing them.
[BT1] Vision Fist - Despite the technique’s name, this technique is actually focused through the user’s antennae. This technique is an invisible kiai emitted from its origin with the impact feeling of a punch.
[CT1] Piercing Vision Fist - Like the normal version, however this variant of the technique is more focused with intent to penetrate.
[RPT1] Rapid Vision Fist - A rapid fire variant on the origin technique, divided into a wide series of hits over a single blast.
[ST1] Passing Glance - A barrier technique that the user can use on themselves or others. The focused intent of the technique is to redirect or disperse the energy that hits its around its perimeter should it be weaker. Otherwise it will simply stop what it can before breaking.
[PCT1] Warrior Caste Variant - A fighting style developed by Namorel that relies entirely on the user’s feet. Demonstrated in a series of kicks or slams centered on the user’s legs. Carried to a greater effect by the elasticity of his kind.
[ST1] Lil’ Greens - (Variant on Multiform) Through abusing his kind’s ability to create instant clones of themselves via reproduction, Namorel can willingly split his power among any number of duplicates and force them to grow into a smaller version of himself in a matter of seconds. To reclaim his strength after this, he can easily refuse with them without any cost to himself.
Namorel
Gender:
Yes
Starting Planet:
Earth
Race:
Namekian
Racial Traits:
Regeneration
Fusion
Flexibility
Transformation Path:
Namekians
Date of Birth:
Age 905
Age:
95
Fighting Style:
Distanced
Appearance:
History:
Just shy of a generation ago, on the lonely and quiet world of Namek a young warrior would be born into the Moori Clan of Namekians. A new member of the Warrior Caste from his lack of ability at a young age. One of a dozen born around the same time, all christened the next generation or warriors to bear the positions of their fathers when the time comes. As things go in the Namekian social structure, there was little one could do to break this mould, eternally stuck to their caste and duties until they too were replaced by their children, a cycle that had persisted for millenia with no end in sight.
Dubbed under the name Namorel, this new young warrior began his training not a year later as his body entered its first stage of maturity, it was at this point that his appearance broke from the Namekian norm as his jaw was defined by the colour of his musculature rather than his skin. While not an outstanding difference, this did draw the dismay of many of his comrades. This ire would bring a loneliness to the young Namekian however, building a resentment deep down inside.
Years would pass before anything interesting would come to the young Namekian, almost ninety for that matter when an older human came to the planet to conduct a series of studies. Referring to himself as Ayumu, Namorel was drawn in interest to this man as he carried with him the prospect of knowledge and it was this that Namorel asked to learn from him. Leaving his village without a word and following the older human, Namorel studied literary works and learned to play Shoji. This new enlightenment made him realize how backwards and depressing his home really was. Casting aside his bonds to Namek until the time came that he could change it for the better, Namorel would leave to Earth with Ayumu.
Personality:
Self-Taught Philosophy
Namekian Loyalist
Confident
Stubborn
Wrathful
Single-minded at times
Starting Techniques:
[ST1] Flight - By concentrating your energy in your body, you are able to slowly float upwards into the sky and if this was indoors, get mauled by ceiling fans...again. Allows a moderate flight speed.
[ST1] Ki Sense - Using the strength of a trained mind, the user is able to grasp energy in the surrounding areas and figure out the power of an opponent via a gripping sense of dread. Namorel’s antennae also move to focus in on his target when sensing them.
[BT1] Vision Fist - Despite the technique’s name, this technique is actually focused through the user’s antennae. This technique is an invisible kiai emitted from its origin with the impact feeling of a punch.
[CT1] Piercing Vision Fist - Like the normal version, however this variant of the technique is more focused with intent to penetrate.
[RPT1] Rapid Vision Fist - A rapid fire variant on the origin technique, divided into a wide series of hits over a single blast.
[ST1] Passing Glance - A barrier technique that the user can use on themselves or others. The focused intent of the technique is to redirect or disperse the energy that hits its around its perimeter should it be weaker. Otherwise it will simply stop what it can before breaking.
[PCT1] Warrior Caste Variant - A fighting style developed by Namorel that relies entirely on the user’s feet. Demonstrated in a series of kicks or slams centered on the user’s legs. Carried to a greater effect by the elasticity of his kind.
[ST1] Lil’ Greens - (Variant on Multiform) Through abusing his kind’s ability to create instant clones of themselves via reproduction, Namorel can willingly split his power among any number of duplicates and force them to grow into a smaller version of himself in a matter of seconds. To reclaim his strength after this, he can easily refuse with them without any cost to himself.
Example Roleplay:
Namek, a planet one would call many things, entertaining is not one of these things. This giant green marble caressed in the light of three gentle stars as it goes about its life. On the surface reside a race of not so tiny green men known as the Namekians, a feudal people whose entire lives revolve around the castes and leaders of these castes. Among these are the Dragon Caste, the healers and mystics of the pair and are the origin of many of the planet's leaders; and the Warrior Caste, the fighters and defenders of the planet, training for a war that may never come. Of these two castes was born the young to-be warrior Namorel, an unexceptional lad that was merely a blip among his fellows.
Once the young Namekian was old enough to do so, the caste began his training, teaching him the fighting style of their people, utilizing every aspect of their form and biology to their advantage as he learned to best use his elasticity and ability to alter his body on a whim. Namorel however did show a preference to using his feet over his hands, preferring to use his legs to block and retaliate when his teachers tested him, slowly adopting a position with his hands behind his back and his legs always at the ready. This style would give him a modicum of an edge of his fellow warriors as he grew older, the other Namekians never sure what to expect from the young, peculiar warrior that is Namorel.
Things changed however when the man named Ayumu came into his life. This Namekian was enthralled by this man, the lessons he brought and the opportunities he seemed to open for the young Namek. Namorel would follow the man as he explored the planet, helping him more easily access to some of the other villages that one may not be able to find on their own. When the time came for this old man to return to Earth, Namorel made the ever so difficult choice to leave his home for the first time ever and follow Ayumu to Earth.
This trip would be a landmark moment in Namorel's left as he got the time to read, to learn and to finally develop and identity for himself separate from that of his home planet and his people. Almost fueled by a sense of independence for the first time in his life, Namorel once more took up training when he arrived on Earth, taking his time to learn the landscape and find the best place for him to reside and ready himself for his return home. To one day return to Namek and change it for the better so more Namekians can have that liberation from the system that he felt when he finally left home, but Namek still called to him so his only other option is to bring what he got back to Namek rather than take all of his people form their ancestral home
Namek, a planet one would call many things, entertaining is not one of these things. This giant green marble caressed in the light of three gentle stars as it goes about its life. On the surface reside a race of not so tiny green men known as the Namekians, a feudal people whose entire lives revolve around the castes and leaders of these castes. Among these are the Dragon Caste, the healers and mystics of the pair and are the origin of many of the planet's leaders; and the Warrior Caste, the fighters and defenders of the planet, training for a war that may never come. Of these two castes was born the young to-be warrior Namorel, an unexceptional lad that was merely a blip among his fellows.
Once the young Namekian was old enough to do so, the caste began his training, teaching him the fighting style of their people, utilizing every aspect of their form and biology to their advantage as he learned to best use his elasticity and ability to alter his body on a whim. Namorel however did show a preference to using his feet over his hands, preferring to use his legs to block and retaliate when his teachers tested him, slowly adopting a position with his hands behind his back and his legs always at the ready. This style would give him a modicum of an edge of his fellow warriors as he grew older, the other Namekians never sure what to expect from the young, peculiar warrior that is Namorel.
Things changed however when the man named Ayumu came into his life. This Namekian was enthralled by this man, the lessons he brought and the opportunities he seemed to open for the young Namek. Namorel would follow the man as he explored the planet, helping him more easily access to some of the other villages that one may not be able to find on their own. When the time came for this old man to return to Earth, Namorel made the ever so difficult choice to leave his home for the first time ever and follow Ayumu to Earth.
This trip would be a landmark moment in Namorel's left as he got the time to read, to learn and to finally develop and identity for himself separate from that of his home planet and his people. Almost fueled by a sense of independence for the first time in his life, Namorel once more took up training when he arrived on Earth, taking his time to learn the landscape and find the best place for him to reside and ready himself for his return home. To one day return to Namek and change it for the better so more Namekians can have that liberation from the system that he felt when he finally left home, but Namek still called to him so his only other option is to bring what he got back to Namek rather than take all of his people form their ancestral home
