Dragonball M: A DBZ RPG Sign-Up and Discussion Thread.

[Sub-Zero MKA]

My favorite part of this is that you had to edit my absurdly long fighting style description. I almost feel bad for keeping it so long.

...at least we can all be thankful that I shortened the pseudo-japanese name to two words. That would have been confusing to edit.

And yet, it's still not the longest style name

It's great seeing you again, btw. Life treating you well?

[Noldere]

My favorite part of this is that you had to edit my absurdly long fighting style description. I almost feel bad for keeping it so long.

...at least we can all be thankful that I shortened the pseudo-japanese name to two words. That would have been confusing to edit.

Not the only thing I ended up editing. Honestly, not sure why I felt like I had to put the fighting styles there in the first place, aside from thinking it'd be cool to see.

[Sol_M]

And yet, it's still not the longest style name

Huh, point. One of the styles actually 3 different styles.

It's great seeing you again, btw. Life treating you well?

Yeah, I come back here from time to time. Lots of nostalgia tied to this place.

Life...treats me no worse than it treats anyone else, really, so I can't complain. :P

How are you doing?

Not the only thing I ended up editing. Honestly, not sure why I felt like I had to put the fighting styles there in the first place, aside from thinking it'd be cool to see.

No, looks quite good.

If I'd make a change to anything, it'd be to change the "age" to "power level". That would probably make more sense in the long run.

[MrSandman]

Gawd, so many people I haven't seen in ages. Gonna be one hell of a party around here.

[IGee]

Name: Ajna

Race/Species: Earthling

Age: 19

Height/Weight: 5'5, 138 lbs.

Appearance:

dark complexion, light tan eyes, white hair

Power Level: 62

Style: Si Xiang School: Genbudo
Genbudo is one of four traditions passed down in the Si Xiang School and is known for being economical,
direct and efficient. Its focus on delivering strikes in a manner that brings to bear the greatest amount of power
possible without sacrificing structure or form. Many of its movements and blows have overlapping offensive and
defensive purposes. Open hand strikes are meant to be used to deflect or trap attacks, and all blocks are
simultaneous counters.

Genbudo rarely condones the idea of powerful, committed attacks, and deviation from this are considered failures
on the part of the practitioner that will invariably lead to weak points a skilled opponent can punish. Strength is brought
to bear not this way but instead by having firm leverage and emphasizing counter attacking against a fully committed
attacker.


Unlocked Techniques: [Full List]

Genbudo: Snapper
Ajnaryu: Batteringshell
Genbudo: Crystal Ball

Items: a pair of steel vambraces, and a chainmail vest
A drawstring rucksack containing several pairs of clothing along with some knickknacks, a heavily worn
blue newsboy cap, and a burner phone.

At the very bottom lay a mottled blue gi with matching pants. Both are faded, but a symbol is still clear on the
back of the gi: a stylized turtle shell in dark red with a bright green and white eye on its shell.

Total Weight: 25 lbs. when filled with all his possessions (vambraces 5 lbs. each, vest 10 lbs., plus misc.)

Special: Empath, an ability that allows Ajna to sense the emotions of others within his vicinity. If
someone's feelings are very strong and focused on him, though, distance can matter very little. The emotions
of those surrounding him are like an unending flood that invade and intermingle with his own into an almost indiscernible
mess, forcing him to either screen his every action as his own or to roll with the flow. Usually Ajna walks somewhere
in the middle of the two, but has developed control enough to not be overwhelmed in a large crowd.

Caffeine has the odd affect of muting the impact of the emotions but not his sense of them directly.


History
When the dragon balls of Earth were still young, there lived a people called the Three Eyed. They looked much as
Earthlings do, varying in height and weight, having fur and others scales, while some had neither. The defining,
eponymous trait of their race is one remembered to this day, and the one that most clearly set them apart.

This, though, was not where the differences ended. The "third eye" was not merely an additional organ through which
the Mitsume-jin to view the physical, but to see and interact with the deeper mysteries of Creation. It enabled them
to accomplish all manner of mystical feat. Some legends go even further, calling them gods.

Their traditions are gone but they have not been forgotten. You children are their legacy.

[a litany oft repeated by the abbot at the Palace of the Western Star]

Ajna grew up in the Palace of the Western Star, a small community in Pazou, far flung from the World Government Capital.
Rumors in the nearby villages called it a haven for a strange cult who performed rituals up on the mountain. That it was not a palace
but a place of darkness where screams for mercy and the pleas of children echoed.

Certainly Ajna knew it to be the stone cold truth. Though he had fled before his final initiation, he had grown up amongst their
followers from a young age. The practices were are as strange as the townspeople believed: since age six he had never slept outside
of every third day for three hours at a time. Most did not adapt well, and so gossip had spread when on occasion a youthful (or not so
youthful) practitioner of the Way would, mired in a sleepless lunacy, streak in the moonlight or lose control of their ability
to use an inside voice.

Driven by a need to find out where he came from, Ajna began to plan to leave before the Rite was performed. None of the boys or girls
who were there when he had arrived had survived it. The explanations varied but the results remained ever the same: they all had
disappeared, never to be seen or heard from again.

Perhaps they had lived, and moved on. Many times he fancied that idea himself. But the whispers behind closed doors, the strained faces
of the adults, led him to believe those were just comforting platitudes. At age twelve Ajna made good on his escape, having stolen all
the coffee from dry storage and playing lullabies on the loudspeaker, all but the most crafty or stolid were drawn into a restful slumber.

Shortly thereafter the local constabulary apprehended him after a short chase through the market. After having lurked on the stoop of a
store for two days, drooling and comatose under its covered entryway, the concerned shopkeeper had phoned in the constables. It was not
long before they drew his story out of him and, though he naively believed them, he continues to regret entrusting them with the location
to what had become a sort of home to him. The events that unfolded from there on that lonely mountain are writ on his youthful soul in
blood and frequently turn dreams to nightmares where his eyes and lungs burn as he fumbles blindly in the smoke.

It's been seven years since his flight from the Palace. Seven years since it had been consumed by flame, taking with it everything
he had known about himself. Unlike some of the youths, he had been adopted into the Si Xiang School at age five rather than at birth.
He had not been born into their lie. The third eye was just an excuse to gather children, brainwash them, and inevitably use them
for their own ends. Remembering very little of his time with his real family before his adoption, not even his real name, he has
continued to search for them despite believing they may have knowingly sold him to a pityless group of monsters. A group of people
who had grown to his friends, and who he had abandoned in his cowardice to the pityless World Government authorities.

Throughout the past year has seen Ajna merely wandering, trying to keep a low profile in hopes of avoiding the notice of any of the
lunatics who might seek him. Unfortunately at present his luck seems to have hit rock bottom. Run out of two shack town on a tiny
island after having arrived only two days before, he's forced to change destinations last minute when a normally reliable captain becomes
sick the night before they're to set sail for Pazo.

Forced instead into heading further west on the only other ship, a small fishing vessel headed to a rustic port in Kame. Bad luck continued
to plague him even after making landfall when he's driven out of his rooms at an expensive inn by an infestation of powerful rodents.
Leaving the town in disgust, practically broke, he is on his way to Dusk where he hopes to finally get some peace of mind.


Other:
LIKES: caffeinated things (coffee especially), swimming in the outdoors, and being left alone while he's sleeping.
DISLIKES: monks, authority figures in general, your feelings, being woken up from a nap early
Has a very active imagination
Thinks aliens aren't real
Doesn't believe in any Afterlife
Didn't know what underwear were until three years ago
Was a very precocious child
His ki, when it is visable, is a dark green that leaves gold light trails.
Prefaces and ends his sentences with "Yo" all the time, yo

[Tami]

Three eyes, wouldn't that be a Triclops?

[IGee]

Three eyes, wouldn't that be a Triclops?

Precisely. You caught me being lazy, as I forgot the exact term. Though it's rarely referenced in the series at all, so I guess it's a somewhat forgiveable lapse.


But my mistakes have besmirched mine honor. I shall commit ritual suicide via seppuku forthwith to cleanse it.

[Noldere]

Three eyes, wouldn't that be a Triclops?

That would be correct, under normal assumptions. (Not saying assumptions aren't normal, mind, but the devil's not here yet.)

[Noldere]

Precisely. You caught me being lazy, as I forgot the exact term. Though it's rarely referenced in the series at all, so I guess it's a somewhat forgiveable lapse.


But my mistakes have besmirched mine honor. I shall commit ritual suicide via seppuku forthwith to cleanse it.

An expert of Fast Edit I may or may not be, but I'm definitely king of the Too Slow Reply.

[Yun Lao]

Now we just need Glads and Kamen and we'll be one big happy family again.

[IGee]

Now we just need Glads and Kamen and we'll be one big happy family again.

Is the world ready for that, though?

Find out next time.

[Sub-Zero MKA]

Is the world ready for that, though?

Find out next time.

Hm? Are you the reincarnated form of a poster long since dead?

[Cthulhu_of_R'lyeh]

Now we just need Glads and Kamen and we'll be one big happy family again.

I am the New Kamen.

I'm better.

Love me please.

[Yun Lao]

I am the New Kamen.

I'm better.

Love me please.

Not enough sexual harrassment.

Miburo would be disappointed.

[Cthulhu_of_R'lyeh]

Not enough sexual harrassment.

Miburo would be disappointed.

My face is tentacles! I'm pretty much a Japanese fetish personified.