Post by Deleted on Dec 17, 2018 3:43:14 GMT
Character Name:
Avalanche
Canon character or original character: Original
Face Claim: Google pic of a demoness
Character Race: Changeling (half demon)
Character Racial Traits:
Natural power: All gains increased by 10%
Transformer: 1/2 normal Transformation upkeep
Out of Battle trait:
While RPing with any Changeling or Demon, Avalanche gains an additional 10% SP
In Battle trait:
During Battle, Avalanche has a 10% chance of Dodging T3 and Below attacks.
Character Gender:
Female
Character Age:
22
Character Alignment:
Evil
Starting Planet: Kanassa
Starting Items: Repaired PTO Scouter: An older model scouter that's been repaired more times than you can count (Slot: Head | +5% Durability | Allows use of Sense technique | Activation brings +5% ki in combat for 5 turns)
Henchmen “R” Us: A voucher for the infamous store of the same name. Trade it in to get a free henchman (or woman) of your choice! (Free follower | one time only)
Starting Technique:
Black Kamehameha
7% Ki
A powerful concentrated wave of energy fired from both hands. The user cups their hands behind one side and chants the name. Required for Super Black Kamehameha. Can be charged an extra action to do 12% damage.
Stats:
Strength: 100
Ki: 100
Agility: 200
Durability: 100
Personality: Avalanche is a mysterious and sly woman who loves to gamble, and let's just say the seven deadly sins were invented because of her. happy to have a drink and a laugh at other's expense, lust for power and money are strong but her carefree attitude gets in the way of her ambition.
History: Avalanche used to be a commander on a star-ship, the star-ship traveled through a few different universes and with her luck and trickery the woman somehow ended up in the best possible situations. Her demonic mother died when she was born due to injuries sustained in a crash landing outside of universe 11 which caused her changeling father to take the baby to a nearby star fleet where she learnt combat skills, how to trick someone out of the shirt on their back and simply all the wrong things you should teach a child. Thus as she grew up, Avalanche or as she would later be known as Ava, was a feared and loved commander.
Sample RP: Wandering the long narrow corridors of the star-ship that had been in need of a good clean, and finding herself searching for something to wet her lips with. She knew it the moment that she had begun to rub her lips back and forth. Sighing as she ran a pink, moist tongue along her lower lip as her Ruby eyes locked onto a half empty bottle of Caribbean blue something or rather, really she had no idea what it was labelled anymore. The only thing that was running through her silver head at the time was how soon could the pass that bottle to her chapped mouth and gulp down it’s contents.
Stumbling forward as her left boot caught the edge of a chair, her reflexes still hyper aware of her surroundings as she rolled and flipped using only one hand to steady herself as she righted herself in time to land smack against the wall, her pale skin slapping against the wooden planks that lined the walls of the cabin. Groaning out a few profanities as she rolled her tight neck around to stretch the muscles out. On the third rotation, Avalanche gave a lopsided grin as her eyes flashed with triumph at what her right hand was resting besides. It was the mysterious blue bottle of alcohol. Swiftly swiping the bottle into her brown leather gloved hands, the woman quickly wrapped her purple lips around the lip and tilted her head back. Lo and behold the contents of said bottle had in fact been a really good bourbon.
Turning her head to the side as she listened out for the sound of any movement of pitter pattering or scuffling above deck made her remember that just a week prior, her crew had been killed via poison and the only reason why she had survived was that she had drunken many bottles of mysterious liquids over the years that a little poison seemed like medicine to her. She knew the traitor who had done this too. She saw to his execution swiftly...not too swiftly. She wanted to make him suffer and suffer he did.
The downside to that day was her instincts came through and her blood lust peaked up. She had no crew and sadly, no enemy crew to force into slave labour. For she had gone onto a tirade and slaughtered every last one of them until it was only her left standing. Many cried for mercy and others tried to fight back but failed. This only made her hunger for death grow.
WC: 429
Referred By: n/a
