Dragonball Z RP- (Started)

[terribleyetfun]

here`s my sheet another sayian one to even it out

Spoiler: my sheet

name: Jeff

race:sayian

age:20

history: As long as Jeff could remember he was raised by a simple farming couple and taught how to plow,tend to animals and all the usual farming duties and was able to perform them with relative ease but he always wanted more and one day when he turned 18 decided to move to capsule city and pursue a life of fame he tried as hard as he could but could never find his big break he resorted to setting up small scale fighting tournaments on the side of the street and surprisingly he never lost one he always wondered about this but never really questioned it and choked it up to his upbringing still unaware of his true heritage.

appearance:5ft 6 with long black hair that just reaches past his shoulders, wearing a red T-shirt with the words "bring it" across the front in large white letters and blue jeans with black sneakers

special abilities: machine gun shot- a incredibly rapid burst of low powered ki shots needs at least two seconds of charging before being ready to fire.

any changes that need to be made let me know

 

[Aloran]

Name: Ryan Andrews
Race: Saiyan
Gender: Male
Age: 17
History: Ryan grew up with his "parents" until he turned 16. When he hit 16 years of age he thought he had entered puberty, being a so called "late bloomer." However, this change in his body almost killed him, he was bedridden for a week, but when he awoken he had changed almost unrecognisably. His hair grew longer and darker, and he became much more athletic in his physique. However, unlike normal saiyans, he did not become overly aggressive, yet he can still have the urge to fight like the other saiyans (he is still a good fighter). He left home to find out the cause of the change and what he truly is.
Appearance: Long, black saiyan hair. He is 6'2" and wears ripped blue jeans, a plain white t shirt and regular black converses.

Special techniques- a pure energy based ki attack (think the kame-hame-ha). He puts his right hand out below him and gathers the energy in it, his left hand is on his elbow. When the energy is gathered he pushes his right hand out and fires it out. Named Koryu-no-ka

Spoiler: the special techniques

Do we have to name them?

 

[goatzilla8463]

Spoiler: the special techniques

Do we have to name them?

Yeah, that would be nice.

 

[revolverwolf]

Actually, scratch that. I'm pretty swamped at the moment, so I'll just have to give this a read instead.

If one of my other RPs fall through, I might try to join later.

 

[Aloran]

Spoiler: the special techniques

Do we have to name them?

Yeah, that would be nice.

Done and done

 

[VitusPrime]

You Know what im going to do two rps at a time as this one sounds cool

Spoiler

Name: Vitus
Race: Saiyan
Gender: Male
Age:17
History: Vitus has always been the city person. For most of his life he had had to cope with the gangs and ultimately from this dealt with the gang situation in the city. But for some reason he could understand why he was so good
Appearance: Aprox 5'10 with medium length black hair which is not cared to at all. wheres Dark Jeans, and a Red T-Shirt. In a nasty fight with one of the gangs, He lost his tail
Special techniques: Tempest Rush - Forms a Swirling tempest in each of his hands before rushing the opponent

 

[Metric Monkey]

I actually have my sheet up, spoilered in my original post. Making sure you don't miss it.

Are we going to have an RP user group made for this?

 

[Conqueror Kenny]

I'm sorry I went away, anyway I will join since you have scaled the androids slightly.

Spoiler: Because it doesn't have to be a boys club

Name: Amy Walker
Race: Saiyan
Gender: Female
Age: 19
History: As a child Amy was always hot headed, people that annoyed her always knew it, even much larger men that demeaned her would find themselves in fights with her. Councillors used to say it was built up anger from being abandoned by he parents but really it was just her races aggressive nature. When her tail grew at the age of 15 she was ridiculed by everybody she knew and only rarely left home. By the age of 16 she decided to leave home and try to make herself a new life, despite her temper she could rarely win the fights she picked, she just scrapped but always picking fights with men at least three times the size of her she never lasted long.
Appearance: She has long blonde hair. She wraps her tail around her leg to try to conceal it behind lose fitting jeans, she wears lose t-shirts usually brightly coloured and noticeable.
Special techniques: Lightning Legs; Amy kicks her opponent and lets a shock of energy flow through their body. More effective against Androids than humans.

 

[goatzilla8463]

Right then, everyone's in.

Ok, I'll start this in about a day or two.

 

[goatzilla8463]

Note: I changed the android's perk on ki. They now have no natural ki. They must charge up their ki by fighting. The more they fight, the more ki they build up. They cannot hoard ki though and if the ki that they possess is not used up in a certain timelimit, it will diffuse.

 

[goatzilla8463]

Heavy rain lashed against the window of the labs. Inside, were two figures, one was a namek and the other, a human.

"Are you certain that it's ready?" the human asked the namek.

"Yes. It is. All we need is some certain DNA and it should be all ready for you. Problem is that I have no idea where to get the needed requirements."

"Don't worry. I have some pretty solid proof that there will be places to get the required goods."

The namek turned his back to the human and proceeded to check some papers that were on a desk.

"I just need some time to make the necessary test runs for..."

*ZAP*

The namek stiffened and fell on the floor. The human put a taser on the table and then proceededd to taunt the paralyzed namek.

"No. You've been a good little namek so far but now... You've outlived your usefulness."

[hr]

Two weeks later

James was in the suburbs of London. Normally, he would stay away from heavily populated areas. James didn't like people. He knew he was like them. But the problem was that was all he knew. James had felt a pull to London recently for some reason. It was like there was something in London that was different, and James' natural instinct told him that this was where he needed to be.

He was living off of someone else right now. James wasn't proud of the stuff he did to survive but it was necessary. He was technically only 14 so he didn't have any way of earning money. James had mugged someone on the way to Croydon, where he was now. He had then set up camp somewhere outside of Croydon, in the woods. He had spent the whole of the day searching for this pull but he had found nothing. But now he knew that it was right in London, the central. He'd lay low for a day or two and then pack up and carry on the search.

Spoiler: Objectives

Right now, everyone is somewhere in London, whether that be in the Suburbs or somewhere right in the middle. For now, just post an introduction telling a bit more about your character and their feelings.

 

[Conqueror Kenny]

Amy was sitting on the bus ready for another night out, she really didn't know where she was going, sticking to the same old philosophy for every night out. Go to Soho, find a club, go with the flow the problem was that there were less and less clubs that would let her in now, he was already banned from at least 20 for fighting.
As she sat feeling as if tonight was going to diffrent from every other night she looked out the window at the pooring rain and thanked herself that she wasn't in her best clothes, you can never go wrong with a t-shirt and jeans. The closer the bus got to Soho the less she really wanted to go out partying, a glance at her watched showed the time as only 6PM, what was she doing out so early?
She got off at the next stop and bought a hooded jumper, anything to keep the rain off. She ducked into the first coffee shop she went past and sat by the window, watching all of the normal people go by while she rubbed her tail, tears coming to her eyes.

 

[terribleyetfun]

Jeff leaned against a wall that had a small covering above him keeping the rain off with his arms crossed he started eyeballing each person that walked past he knew he could beat just about any of them taking their money in the process he always wondered why everyone was so weak compared to him it frustrated him so but the biggest mystery in his life was his tail he always wondered how he was born with one unlike everyone else. he kept it tucked in his pants to avoid being noticed and pointed out as a freak. He wondered what he was going to do with the rest of his day he had today`s profits in his wallet and thought he could do with a night out he started on his way to Soho but the rain started to prove too much for him to walk in and he ducked into a nearby coffee shop.

"goddamn I hate rain" Jeff said sitting down waiting for the storm to pass

 

[slevin8989]

Slevin was lazily walking in the London rain, sloshing around in the rain slevin was thinking of what he should do his creators had died and his home had been destroyed he had no idea why he was created and no home to go to. He put his arms behind his head in frustration and sighed it had been five months since the attack on his base and he had been roaming the world as a man with out a cause. Until he reached London something about London gave him the thought that his purpose would be here "Well as long as i don't have anything else to do might as well go get a pint" He walked to the nearest bar to bury his worry's in alcohol .

 

[Time Travelling Toaster]

Chris walked through the rain with his hood pulled up to keep him slightly dryer. Well he didn't feel cold or wet, but he reckoned walking about without a hood would mark him out as strange.

He saw several of the bar girls smiling at him as he walked by, he returned the smile in synthesised warmth, they tried to offer him a pass to the various bars in the area, he turned them down with a fake smile, "sorry I've got somewhere to be," he'd say, a few of them knew the routine by now and didn't try to offer him anymore. He'd been a frequent walking down the strip, feeling as if something dragged him there.

Approaching his flat at one end, the one he'd bought with the money he'd made working idiotic jobs for idiotic people. He sighed, all he knew was that these people were so different from him, and he hated them for that, they all seemed happy with their mundane lives. All he wanted was to feel.

He yawned as he passed another bar-worker so they wouldn't try to talk to him.

As he unlocked the door he slung his coat off, still dripping wet. Flinging it on one of the flat's radiators he slumped into the couch and vegged out watching some TV program.

 

[Aloran]

Ryan was woken up when the rain splashed on his face. He'd fallen asleep in the park again.
"Eugh." He groaned, pushing himself off the bench, his tail slightly twitching as the splashes hit the fur.

He got up and walked out of the park, regretting not owning a hoodie, before slipping into Starbucks and ordering a Espresso, warming his hands on the mug, his tail twitched again. Most of the café was looking at it with a look of almost horror on their face, afraid that he would go berserk. He ignored them and instead focused on his mobile phone.

No messages. What a surprise.

 

[VitusPrime]

Vitus worked his way through the busy streets, for the first time in quite a while he didn't have to worry about getting jumped by a gang or needing to deal with a problem. people simply knew what he could do and best of all barely any of them knew he had a tail - one perk as a result of dealing with some of the local gangs.

Vitus could return to the place he worked at in the hopes of a job and to get back into a normal cycle of life. He arrived at the branch of Starbucks and entered. The manager convienetlly saw him come in.

"Oh, Its been a while Vitus" the manager said
"Indeed it has" Vitus replied
"Take it you want your job back? We thought you had left, or were dead..." the manager asked
"Yea, i do..." Vitus finnished

 

[goatzilla8463]

disregard

 

[goatzilla8463]

Spoiler: OCC

Ok, fuck waiting for MetricMonkey. Lets carry this on.

Back at his tent, James knew that he could no longer use it in the heavily populated areas of London. No matter though, James was sure that there would be some dodgy hotel on some corner of the street that would let him stay if he had money.

James didn't know what this feeling was but something was in London and it was calling out to him. Whatever it was, it probably wasn't good. Nothing associated with James was good. James wasn't natural, he wasn't meant to be on this world, at least, this he knew. But he didn't know what he was. The blasted monkey tail was pretty annoying and James had to keep that concealed at all times in his baggy jeans to make sure that he didn't have his cover blown. But other than that, James looked almost human, albeit, his huge, spiky hair got him funny looks wherever he went.

Another thing that James had recently discovered was his ability to manipulate some weird sort of energy. Sure, it was tiring but the effects were devastating. As well as this, James was stronger than the average human, much stronger as some muggers had found out at their expense. James got out a sandwich that he had bought earlier and scoffed it down, another trait that he discovered, his unsatiable hunger.

James then proceeded to train, punching and kicking the air. He didn't know what he would find, but he sure as hell would be prepared.

 

[Aloran]

Spoiler: woops

Almost forgot about this

Ryan drained the Espresso and left the coffee shop. He tried to force his twitching tail to go underneath his t shirt, but to no avail. He mumbled angrily under his breath.

"Stupid fucking thing."

Thankfully the rain had stopped, so he proceeded to go to where he most liked to sit. The roof of the Hilton Hotel. It was easy enough to get to, a few sneaky manouvers around the security and he'd be up the fire exit in a flash.

Within half an hour he was there, his legs dangling off the edge of the roof. He had never been scared of heights, nor did he particularly care about the fall. All he knew was he liked being there. However, this particular day, he felt something else, some sort of wave within the world, he decided to try and harness the wave, and with much effort and many hours later, he held in his hand a perfect sphere of energy, pulsing white light. However, the strain on his body that forming the sphere of energy was such that he passed out almost immediately, the sphere casually rolling off the roof and onto the cars parked below.

He was unconscious for the explosion that would most likely be called a terrorist attack.