Post by Pluto on Jan 30, 2019 0:26:18 GMT
Character Name:
Pluto
Gender:
Male
Race:
Saiyan-Human Hybrid
Racial Traits:
Zenkai:
Upon receiving life threatening damage a Saiyan is capable of gaining a power boost known as Zenkai. Though to do this the Saiyan must be near death and manage to recover from such injuries.
In a Battle, Death Enabled thread, or Saga event if a Saiyan's health drops below 5% and they survive their gains for that thread are doubled OR they gain a flat 10% bonus to their Power Level, whichever is larger!
The Tail of a Saiyan
Every Saiyan in Universe 7 is born with a tail. This gives them the ability to harness Blutz waves and transform into the Great Ape known as Oozaru. For a Saiyan, an untrained tail can be a fatal flaw. If the Saiyan has an untrained tail and it is squeezed by an opponent the Saiyan will be absolutely helpless. The Saiyan will find themselves paralyzed and their power level will be reduced to 0 once their tail is squeezed. This can be avoided though, with the use of a technique slot a Saiyan can train their tail and prevent this from happening. This weakness will be applied to all transformations until the tail is trained.
Good Bargains:
Humans are generally good at finding the best deals around!
20% off all purchases at the Red Ribbon Market!
Intelligence:
Humans are very intelligent creatures, they're typically capable of learning more in less time than other races. Given this, they get an additional Training Point at every other 15K interval.
EX. 5k-1, 10k-1, 15k-2; You would skip getting 2 on 30K and so on. They still gain the 25k interval bonus as well.
Transformation Path:
Saiyan (Super Saiyan 4 Transformation line)
Date of Birth:
978
Age:
22
Fighting Style:
Brawler
Appearance:
Pluto is only half Saiyan, but his human heritage brings out a fair amount of both races. He has light blond hair that he keeps short and swept back, a few bangs hang down most of the time as well. He has very nice cyan eyes, though with his usual expressions it would be hard to call them nice. His facial features are sharp where it counts, his chin solid, and his brows usually furrowed. The man usually looks like a cross between angry or bored, though sometimes he’ll break out into cocky grins. Pluto is very fit, though his muscles aren’t bulging, he has a lithe firm fitness about him.
He usually wears long jackets, his favorites being his white one and his red one. He prefers to wear boots, sometimes he dons gloves, and otherwise his shirt and pants switch accordingly. Pluto has kept his tail, it is a dark blond, and he keeps it wrapped around his waist.
History:
He usually wears long jackets, his favorites being his white one and his red one. He prefers to wear boots, sometimes he dons gloves, and otherwise his shirt and pants switch accordingly. Pluto has kept his tail, it is a dark blond, and he keeps it wrapped around his waist.
History:
Pluto was born and raised on earth, his father, Markus, a human, and his mother, Purupai, a Saiyan from the SEV. The two met when the Saiyan crash-landed on earth, she had been returning from a mission though her pod had been damaged; Earth seemed the safest place to stop off at. Pluto’s father was a farmer and engineer, but he also dabbled in air/spacecrafts whenever he got the chance. The woman had crashed nearby so he investigated; when he found her he helped her out of the wreckage. Puru was initially aggressive to the man, she was hard to trust and was wounded, though he continued to offer help and she inevitably agreed.
The two took her pod back to his garage for repairs, until such a time he offered her a place to stay and food to eat, the food swayed Puru. The woman had had earth food before, though it had always been small amounts; the SEV wasn’t keen on alien imports. Over the next few weeks Markus acquired the parts from different shops to fix Puru’s ship, the two had gotten along somewhat well, but there had been a few issues. Puru was slovenly and extremely demanding, she lost her temper at the slightest of inconveniences, and her appetite was far too large. Markus was too concerned with manners, treated Puru like she was a child, and backed down from arguments too fast. Regardless, the two had taken a liking to each other and were sad to see each other off. Purupai thanked the man and went off on her way; she was far too prideful to admit her feelings.
Long story short, Purupai was granted a general discharge a few years later, she had been asking for this, and she did not receive an honorable discharge due to it being viewed as shameful to leave the military when one was still so healthy. The Saiyan enjoyed fighting, though she tired of the conflict on Vegeta against her own race, and she wanted to try something different with her life. She went back to Earth and found Markus as he had been before. A couple years later the two had a son, this son was Pluto.
Pluto was raised with Saiyan values, he learned to fight at a young age, and he was taken far away to train control during full moons. Puru was demanding of her son and could be very harsh at times, Markus spoiled him a bit too much, and this resulted in a rather arrogant angry individual. Pluto loved both his parents, he was a good person at heart, but like his mother he did not show this side. Growing up he had two close friends, Triton, and Olvi. All three were Half-Saiyans, the two boys fought over Olvi for some time, and this only worsened when the three became teenagers.
Whether it was Olvi or something else, Pluto and Triton began to schism; the two constantly competing and fighting. The two became rivals more than friends; it even came to the point where they would nearly mutilate the other during their fights. Olvi was no better, constantly switching sides between the two of them, and dating one just to leave for the other. This continued for many years until Triton began ‘dating’ a Majin of all people, something that Pluto felt slightly sickened by; he wasn’t sure if it was because she was a Majin, or if he felt slighted because it wasn’t Olvi.
Pluto has seen Triton less and less the last couple years; he even lost interest in Olvi as her game had become somewhat apparent to him. Olvi did nothing with her time except to try and get one of them to gain interest in her again; she did honestly care for and love the both of them, but she can’t help herself. Pluto spent the last year drifting from city to city; he would get cheap apartments and stay for a couple months before moving on again. His parents paid for his travels and housing most of the time, though Pluto did do odd jobs to pay his own way.
Pluto had no obligations and no loyalties, currently nothing drove the man. He had separated himself from his past for the most part, and mostly just spent his time picking fights with anyone he could. He didn’t really want to see Vegeta or travel around, he honestly felt a little lost. It didn’t matter though, he’d be fine with good food and enough fights, he didn’t really do self-reflecting, and he didn’t plan to start.
Personality:
Pluto is a snide, rude, and arrogant man. He almost never shows proper respect, he’s not afraid to speak his mind, and he antagonizes people even when he’s not trying to. Pluto was raised with Saiyan values, thus he respects strong fighters and holds pride very close to his heart. He’s not a bad person, but he has been known to do malicious things for no reason, he’s beaten people for nothing and has stolen on multiple occasions. He likes animals though, they’ve never done anything wrong to him, and he would destroy anyone that wantonly slaughtered or abused them for fun.
Usually he finds himself doing the opposite of his rival Triton; if Triton joins a cause Pluto will join the opposition out of principle. Pluto has never killed anyone, though he has beaten murderers to near death before. He holds himself high above other people, his mother did not help this complex, and he will hold this opinion even if the person is obviously stronger than him.
While Pluto isn’t too close to his Saiyan heritage, he tries to familiarize himself with the culture as much as possible, although he finds a lot about their history ignorant. The race constantly fights with each other, is at odds with other races, and all in all acts no better than most humans. To really finalize, Pluto is goodhearted, but that’s overshadowed by anger, pride, and arrogance; all in great volume. He’s not good at making friends, he’s very good at pissing people off, and he strives to find a cause that he can really dedicate himself to.
Starting Techniques:
[ST-1] Flight
[ST-1] Ki Sense
[ST-1] Tail Mastery
[ST-1] Oozaru Mastery
[ST-1] Split-Second Stunner – Pluto suddenly uppercuts his opponent right under the chin, if hit they’re sure to be dazed.
(20% Stamina/1 Turn Stun)
[BT-1] Comet Cannonade – Pluto charges his ki into both hands before sending out a devastating blue beam.
(1-50% - Energy)
[AT-1] Periwinkle Pugilist – Pluto charges his ki up and around his fists, in this way they become similar to boxing gloves; he will then begin his onslaught
(1-50% - Energy)
[PCT-1] Byzantine Blitzkrieg – Pluto charges at his enemy, ravaging them with explosive hits wherever he can land them.
(1-50% - Stamina)
Example Roleplay:
The bar was quiet for the most part, the buzz of the few patrons that were even present, the murmuring drawl from the wall television, and the clacking of billiard balls snapping through the room. It smelled like rotted wood and peanuts, there was the faint scent of vomit as well, but that was muted by a cheap lemon-scented cleaner. Pluto sat at the bar, he was hunched over and nursing his drink; gin and tonic. The drink was icy cold and went down smoothly, the lime gave it a refreshing tart aftertaste.
Pluto wore a dark blue beanie, his red jacket, black pants and shirt, and his usual boots. The man stood out in the dingy little dive bar, no one else was dressed up this flashily, and as sour as everyone’s faces looked Pluto’s was worse. He curled his lips as he looked around, just another day spent wasting away, another day where he didn’t train, and inevitably another day that Triton got stronger while he just fucked around. He hadn’t felt like training lately, in fact he hadn’t felt like doing much besides drinking and walking. Pluto rubbed his face and sighed, he had spotty patches of stubble growing in; he looked like a vagrant if not for the expensive look of his clothing.
“Here, I’m done,” Pluto mumbled as he slid the zeni towards the barkeep. After four drinks and 3 hours the Half-Saiyan finally stood up, he needed a change of scenery before he went insane. Pluto stumbled only a bit as he made his way to the door of the establishment. BOOM! The doors crashed open as what looked to be a biker gang swaggered in. Pluto did nothing, he merely continued to walk towards his destination, yet the other man did not move… The two nearly walked into one another. “Oh, tryin’ somethin’ then?” The man guffawed as he looked to his friends, “You’re supposed to say excuse me when walkin’ near people or at the least move outta the feckin’ way!”
Pluto stood with his hands in his pockets; he looked over the six people that stood before him. Their leader looked to be a Saiyan or at least half, and he didn’t look very tough. The man kept his hair in a rough thick ponytail, he wore leathers. The two to the man’s right were obviously human, their heads were shaved, and they wore leathers as well. There was a bear-man; Pluto wondered how he could even get on a bike. There was a rough-looking woman with short blonde hair, she had bright blue eyes, and a snide expression. The last man was short and nondescript, he was probably a human as well. All in all none of them looked like a threat to Pluto.
“That’s some good advice,” Pluto sneered, “Maybe you should try it sometime.” The man looked surprised at Pluto’s sass, he looked to his friends and laughed, “I don’t think I heard you right, friend,” He’d scoff while reaching to grab Pluto’s shoulder. Pluto quickly grabbed the man’s hand and glared, “Don’t touch me,” Was all he would say. The others began to surround him slowly, the rest of the bar was catching on that there may be a fight. The man looked furiously at Pluto, he was going to strike, “I’ll show you touching ya!”
The man swung and Pluto dodged, he swiftly stepped back only to bump into one of the others. Before anyone could do anything else Pluto threw a hard elbow into the man behind him, there was an audible sound of escaping air and the man bent over in pain. The leader threw another punch, Pluto hit his arm aside and gave him a quick jab to his jaw. Pluto stumbled to the side as one of them sucker-punched him in the side of his head, it honestly burned a bit. The Half-Saiyan gritted his teeth in annoyance; he really was out of practice. The one he had elbowed earlier tried to grab him, Pluto grabbed his arm and threw him hard across the room. There was a loud crash as the wood of the wall splintered and patrons scattered.
“Now you’ve done it, brat!” The woman shouted as she lunged forward. Pluto barely avoided getting stabbed by her as she was suddenly holding a knife, “I don’t like fighting women,” He growled while he continued to get pushed back. The woman merely laughed as she continued to attempt to skewer or slash him; the leader was right behind her while the others tried to keep Pluto from backing up. Pluto suddenly shot forward and grabbed the woman’s wrist, he brought his fist back and hesitated, but inevitably smashed the woman in the face. She flew backwards and crumpled whilst holding her face, he hadn’t hit her too hard so she would be fine.
The others were dealt with rather hastily, they weren’t that strong, but the leader was a Saiyan. The bar was completely destroyed, tables were broken, there were huge holes in the walls; the police would likely be here soon. Pluto ducked a punch and weaved in, he smashed his right fist in the man’s gut before pulling back and jabbing him a few times with his left. The leader lurched backwards, he looked incredibly dazed from the onslaught. Pluto was about to finish the fight when he heard a loud voice, “Hullo! what happen-d here?” It was the Majin, Ren. Pluto had no idea what she was doing here, Triton usually wasn’t far behind.
“Wh-” Pluto was cut off suddenly as the leader’s punch connected squarely with his jaw. The Half-Saiyan was sent sprawling, blood streaming from his nose and mouth. “Ooooh,” the Majin girl exclaimed, holding her mouth. “Dammit,” Pluto hissed, he needed to get out of here; he had no desire to see Triton any time soon. The leader laughed as he approached slowly, thinking he had won. Pluto quickly jumped up and staggered backwards out one of the holes, “You’re lucky, you were done!” Pluto shouted while pointing to the man. Before anyone could say anything Pluto exploded into the sky at breakneck speed, dust and droplets of blood trailed behind him.
It wasn’t too long before he sensed the Majin behind him, what the hell could she want? He doubted it was some personal call, she was probably going to hold him off until Triton arrived. Not that he was afraid to face Triton, he just hadn’t been keeping up on his training. “Heeeyy! Wait up,” he heard distantly behind him. He glanced back and saw Ren was getting closer, “Ren need-sta speak with Pluto!” It sounded like she was learning to talk a bit better since last he saw the girl. “Bug off, pinky! I ain’t gonna talk! Stop wasting my time!” He shouted behind him. Pluto gave himself another quick burst and began weaving around skyscrapers and through alleyways. The girl couldn’t sense ki and she wasn’t too bright either, it wouldn’t be difficult losing her.
Papers and bits of refuse blasted to the skies as he bulleted through the streets of the city, both angry and scared reactions could briefly be heard before he zoomed away. Pluto continued the low fly before suddenly jerking and rocketing into the sky, once high enough her jolted directions again and headed northbound. The Majin’s ki began fading behind him; she wouldn’t be finding him any time soon. Pluto continued for a bit before landing in an empty field, he sighed and wiped the blood from his face. He was definitely going to be sore for a few days after this, “Dammit!” he shouted loudly. “That guy’s gonna think he won now, freakin’ piece of trash,” he spit some blood out. “What could she have even wanted?” he mumbled softly, glancing back in the direction he had come from.
He didn’t care to find out, he shook his head clean from the thoughts and began slowly walking through the field. Next town or village over he would get cleaned up, hopefully she wouldn’t follow him there…
Pluto wore a dark blue beanie, his red jacket, black pants and shirt, and his usual boots. The man stood out in the dingy little dive bar, no one else was dressed up this flashily, and as sour as everyone’s faces looked Pluto’s was worse. He curled his lips as he looked around, just another day spent wasting away, another day where he didn’t train, and inevitably another day that Triton got stronger while he just fucked around. He hadn’t felt like training lately, in fact he hadn’t felt like doing much besides drinking and walking. Pluto rubbed his face and sighed, he had spotty patches of stubble growing in; he looked like a vagrant if not for the expensive look of his clothing.
“Here, I’m done,” Pluto mumbled as he slid the zeni towards the barkeep. After four drinks and 3 hours the Half-Saiyan finally stood up, he needed a change of scenery before he went insane. Pluto stumbled only a bit as he made his way to the door of the establishment. BOOM! The doors crashed open as what looked to be a biker gang swaggered in. Pluto did nothing, he merely continued to walk towards his destination, yet the other man did not move… The two nearly walked into one another. “Oh, tryin’ somethin’ then?” The man guffawed as he looked to his friends, “You’re supposed to say excuse me when walkin’ near people or at the least move outta the feckin’ way!”
Pluto stood with his hands in his pockets; he looked over the six people that stood before him. Their leader looked to be a Saiyan or at least half, and he didn’t look very tough. The man kept his hair in a rough thick ponytail, he wore leathers. The two to the man’s right were obviously human, their heads were shaved, and they wore leathers as well. There was a bear-man; Pluto wondered how he could even get on a bike. There was a rough-looking woman with short blonde hair, she had bright blue eyes, and a snide expression. The last man was short and nondescript, he was probably a human as well. All in all none of them looked like a threat to Pluto.
“That’s some good advice,” Pluto sneered, “Maybe you should try it sometime.” The man looked surprised at Pluto’s sass, he looked to his friends and laughed, “I don’t think I heard you right, friend,” He’d scoff while reaching to grab Pluto’s shoulder. Pluto quickly grabbed the man’s hand and glared, “Don’t touch me,” Was all he would say. The others began to surround him slowly, the rest of the bar was catching on that there may be a fight. The man looked furiously at Pluto, he was going to strike, “I’ll show you touching ya!”
The man swung and Pluto dodged, he swiftly stepped back only to bump into one of the others. Before anyone could do anything else Pluto threw a hard elbow into the man behind him, there was an audible sound of escaping air and the man bent over in pain. The leader threw another punch, Pluto hit his arm aside and gave him a quick jab to his jaw. Pluto stumbled to the side as one of them sucker-punched him in the side of his head, it honestly burned a bit. The Half-Saiyan gritted his teeth in annoyance; he really was out of practice. The one he had elbowed earlier tried to grab him, Pluto grabbed his arm and threw him hard across the room. There was a loud crash as the wood of the wall splintered and patrons scattered.
“Now you’ve done it, brat!” The woman shouted as she lunged forward. Pluto barely avoided getting stabbed by her as she was suddenly holding a knife, “I don’t like fighting women,” He growled while he continued to get pushed back. The woman merely laughed as she continued to attempt to skewer or slash him; the leader was right behind her while the others tried to keep Pluto from backing up. Pluto suddenly shot forward and grabbed the woman’s wrist, he brought his fist back and hesitated, but inevitably smashed the woman in the face. She flew backwards and crumpled whilst holding her face, he hadn’t hit her too hard so she would be fine.
The others were dealt with rather hastily, they weren’t that strong, but the leader was a Saiyan. The bar was completely destroyed, tables were broken, there were huge holes in the walls; the police would likely be here soon. Pluto ducked a punch and weaved in, he smashed his right fist in the man’s gut before pulling back and jabbing him a few times with his left. The leader lurched backwards, he looked incredibly dazed from the onslaught. Pluto was about to finish the fight when he heard a loud voice, “Hullo! what happen-d here?” It was the Majin, Ren. Pluto had no idea what she was doing here, Triton usually wasn’t far behind.
“Wh-” Pluto was cut off suddenly as the leader’s punch connected squarely with his jaw. The Half-Saiyan was sent sprawling, blood streaming from his nose and mouth. “Ooooh,” the Majin girl exclaimed, holding her mouth. “Dammit,” Pluto hissed, he needed to get out of here; he had no desire to see Triton any time soon. The leader laughed as he approached slowly, thinking he had won. Pluto quickly jumped up and staggered backwards out one of the holes, “You’re lucky, you were done!” Pluto shouted while pointing to the man. Before anyone could say anything Pluto exploded into the sky at breakneck speed, dust and droplets of blood trailed behind him.
It wasn’t too long before he sensed the Majin behind him, what the hell could she want? He doubted it was some personal call, she was probably going to hold him off until Triton arrived. Not that he was afraid to face Triton, he just hadn’t been keeping up on his training. “Heeeyy! Wait up,” he heard distantly behind him. He glanced back and saw Ren was getting closer, “Ren need-sta speak with Pluto!” It sounded like she was learning to talk a bit better since last he saw the girl. “Bug off, pinky! I ain’t gonna talk! Stop wasting my time!” He shouted behind him. Pluto gave himself another quick burst and began weaving around skyscrapers and through alleyways. The girl couldn’t sense ki and she wasn’t too bright either, it wouldn’t be difficult losing her.
Papers and bits of refuse blasted to the skies as he bulleted through the streets of the city, both angry and scared reactions could briefly be heard before he zoomed away. Pluto continued the low fly before suddenly jerking and rocketing into the sky, once high enough her jolted directions again and headed northbound. The Majin’s ki began fading behind him; she wouldn’t be finding him any time soon. Pluto continued for a bit before landing in an empty field, he sighed and wiped the blood from his face. He was definitely going to be sore for a few days after this, “Dammit!” he shouted loudly. “That guy’s gonna think he won now, freakin’ piece of trash,” he spit some blood out. “What could she have even wanted?” he mumbled softly, glancing back in the direction he had come from.
He didn’t care to find out, he shook his head clean from the thoughts and began slowly walking through the field. Next town or village over he would get cleaned up, hopefully she wouldn’t follow him there…
