Post by Deleted on Jan 13, 2019 4:23:32 GMT
Character Name:
Yamcha
Canon or original character:
Canon
Face Claim:
Yamcha
Character Race:
Human
Character Racial Traits:
Learn fast or die young: -20% TP requirement for techs.
The Yamcha effect (Pfft): “Don’t worry guys, I got this”. All damage against characters with a lower power level than you is increased by +15%.
Character Gender:
Male
Character Age:
34
Character Alignment: Good
Starting Planet:
Earth
Starting Items:
Old Coupon - An old coupon clipped from a magazine. Can be exchanged for a one-off training session with a master of opposing alignment (one use | other requirements must first be met).
Dirty Baseball Cap - A dirty, but perfectly fitting cap with your favorite team's logo embroidered on it (Slot: Head | +10% Durability)
Starting Technique:
Kamehameha
Distribute 500 SP (skill points) between your four stats
Strength:
100
Ki:
150
Agility:
150
Durability:
100
Personality: Yamcha used to be a vicious bandit who's only goal in life was to bring terror to those that stepped in his desert, but a chance encounter with Goku and company changed his life for the better when he decided to adventure with them. Since then he's become a confident, honest warrior with a golden heart and love for all creatures. Although, he has slowed down as a fighter and lost faith in his own abilities after finding out about the existence of Super Saiyans, he doesn't mind helping out his friends, regardless of how scared he may or may not get in the face of adversity (considering that most of the opponents that the Z Fighters end up going against are leagues above him). Yamcha has become a flirt, after not even being able to talk to girls, after an on and off relationship with Bulma, the only thing he's confident in now is his ability to get the ladies.
History: We all know what Yamcha's been through.
Sample RP: (RP Sample from an old site)
So this was it...? This was how the mighty Space Pirate would fall? On a planet he had no business on, over a complete misunderstanding? Honestly it was more than he had expected for himself, he had killed enough people... He definitely should have died way before this, but something told him this was the way real pirates went out. They died in front of crowds, they were read off their crimes against the universe, they were given the chance to confess to their sins, and they heard the magic words, "May God have mercy on your soul...."
After all of this, all he did was smile, a genuine, almost demonic smile, one that showed that he had no regrets, that he had lived his life the way that only he knew how to. Though, he did promise himself that if he somehow found a way out of this, he would spend the rest of his life fighting for his own enjoyment, and not conquering, or getting paid. He knew there was little to no chance that he would be able to find a way out of this situation, but he knew if there was a way to be able to, he'd owe whoever helped. He sat up on that crucifix, nailed to the wood, looking off into the crowd, meeting gazes with most of the folks in the crowd. Y'know, this race of people were very strange looking, actually. But, in the back of the crowd, he saw a group of kids, and they were stealing out of a shop, and as he watched them run through the crowd in order to escape the shop keep, everything seemed to go in slow motion. Something about them reminded him of his crew, and then the water works began, the once ruthless space pirate began to cry in front of these aliens, his tears only justified to himself, but he didn't care what they thought, though he did hear lots of mixed reactions throughout the crowd.
Though, something was off, he suddenly heard a sinister laugh, and it seemed like no one else heard it because he was the only one that jumped from fear. Things still seemed to be going in slow motion as he looked up, and his gaze met that of a giant, green bubble of energy, one that seemed foreign to him, but his tears would cease, and the Saiyan would just close his eyes, the smile coming back on his face as he accepted his fate. Hell, at least I won't be the only one dying here.....
Though, something was off... When he closed his eyes, his body didn't feel as if it was being ripped to shreds like he imagined it would if you were being blown to bits. In fact, he took a few sniffs and didn't even recognize the air... When he opened his eyes, he was still on the crucifix, but now it was hung up in front of some building he didn't recognize....
"C-Capsule.... Corporation?"
Referred By: I'm an old member