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

[Tami]

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.

I threw together an image of what I thought you had in mind using a character creator. I hope you don't mind, I thought it might help.

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[Miburo]

I've given thought to my Navada-Jin also being a mage.

I mean why not? Unicorns, much like friendship, are magical.

I must ponder. Then again, It'd mostly supplement his KARATE CHOPS.

Or he'd run around penalty gaming everyone with his Shingan.

Eh. I MUST MEDITATE.

[Ptrvc]

I'm going to need to practice writing lengthy posts focusing solely on Held powering up.

And then another, right after another poster replys---to me, or otherwise--continue with an even longer, more strenuous post. It's a DBZ staple, and I've never really spent much time word porning on that level, so.....

"The heavens shook with his might, women trembled in terror the world over, as they subconsciously sensed the raw might, the pure danger, being unleashed by one being. The men gritted their teeth in raw jealous impotence, from a force unseen, but subtly sensed. They reacted as dogs among fireworks; On edge, fully engaged, and barely managing to keep the terror they felt in their hearts from manifesting itself in the world.

Held gritted his teeth, and let out a guttural grow, the veins on his body snaking like river lines on a map, protruding as if they sought to leave the body they once called home, taking the blood essence of his life with him. But they would not. They stood entrenched within the confines of his body,enduring the strain that the Navada-Jin put on it.

And still, power pulsed forth, rapidly and readily, erupting like a geyser from an unseen depth.

At this, the people could endure no more; Nor could the world around them.

Glass burst from the window panes of the tallest buildings with a shattering cry, causing them fall like rain, gravity causing them to seek the nearest object on the ground below. The earth below the buildings creaked, and groaned, and shook; Such was the force animating the earth around it, causing it to bend to its will.

After a moment, it was broken beneath it, a deep chasm rending the earth in twain, sending cars, and buildings, and people into its depths.

If the Navadian could sense their plight--and given the level of his senses, he most likely could--he showed no mercy, he gave no quarter.

He did not have the luxury. To fail in this endevour would doom not only him and his friends, but perhaps the very planet on which he found himself stranded.

"Tundra...!" He forced from him clinched teeth, almost like a curse, "I still...Have more....to....give!"

Large hands attached to a comically small body gripped around Held's throat and roughly shook him before Roland pulled himself up to scream in Held's ear.

"AHH! RAWR! HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT?," Roland shouted, so purple in the face that it looked like he was going to ascend to some higher form. "You've been screaming for FIVE EPISODES! SHADDUP!"

[Cthulhu_of_R'lyeh]

I've given thought to my Navada-Jin also being a mage.

I mean why not? Unicorns, much like friendship, are magical.

I must ponder. Then again, It'd mostly supplement his KARATE CHOPS.

Or he'd run around penalty gaming everyone with his Shingan.

Eh. I MUST MEDITATE.

Held is going to crap rainbows.

[Sub-Zero MKA]

I've given thought to my Navada-Jin also being a mage.

I mean why not? Unicorns, much like friendship, are magical.

I must ponder. Then again, It'd mostly supplement his KARATE CHOPS.

Or he'd run around penalty gaming everyone with his Shingan.

Eh. I MUST MEDITATE.

Sarada: What's magic? Can I eat it?

[Miburo]

Large hands attached to a comically small body gripped around Held's throat and roughly shook him before Roland pulled himself up to scream in Held's ear.

"AHH! RAWR! HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT?," Roland shouted, so purple in the face that it looked like he was going to ascend to some higher form. "You've been screaming for FIVE EPISODES! SHADDUP!"

Helds bronze face began to turn a shade of blackish purple, as the grip of the titanic hands sought to crush his windpipe, putting an end to his heroism.

However, his body would break before his will; He would find the power needed to do this, or he would perish in the attempt.

"Studies....Show.....Audience love powerup scenes..." He gasped out, after a moment. It would be hard to tell if the attempting to breathe, or the powering up had taken more out of him. Perhaps he had been holding his breath the entire time to maximize screaming between breaths.

"Most fans...grew up with it....also saves money in animation budget....Must save...money for......"

He could feel the onset of unconciousness attack at his reality. Was this to be the end? Was he going to fail in his attempt to get the audience hyped in the trailers?

Not just yet!

His eyes snapped open as he surpassed the limits of not just a Navada-Jin, but of a man who was driven by his yearly bonus!

His sponsors!

His fangirls!

His promise of top billing in the new series!

Those things were worth fighting for!

They were worthy dying for!

"MUST SAVE MONEY FOR BOSS BATTLES!!!!!"

[Miburo]

Sarada: What's magic? Can I eat it?

Cleric: Miburo, Helds attacks have been consumed.

Miburo: Wait, I didn't lauch a food attack. The bubbles are technically edible, but they turn solar light into magic beams of destruction. Between the bubble inside of Sarada, and the beams of light constantly attacking her, she should be getting nuked from the inside--

Cleric: Nah, she's hungry. She might get indigestion if you write a really good post.

Miburo: ...What does that even mean?

[Miburo]

Held is going to crap rainbows.

.....

*takes notes on explosive rainbow fart distraction sneak attack*

[Ptrvc]

Helds bronze face began to turn a shade of blackish purple, as the grip of the titanic hands sought to crush his windpipe, putting an end to his heroism.

However, his body would break before his will; He would find the power needed to do this, or he would perish in the attempt.

"Studies....Show.....Audience love powerup scenes..." He gasped out, after a moment. It would be hard to tell if the attempting to breathe, or the powering up had taken more out of him. Perhaps he had been holding his breath the entire time to maximize screaming between breaths.

"Most fans...grew up with it....also saves money in animation budget....Must save...money for......"

He could feel the onset of unconciousness attack at his reality. Was this to be the end? Was he going to fail in his attempt to get the audience hyped in the trailers?

Not just yet!

His eyes snapped open as he surpassed the limits of not just a Navada-Jin, but of a man who was driven by his yearly bonus!

His sponsors!

His fangirls!

His promise of top billing in the new series!

Those things were worth fighting for!

They were worthy dying for!

"MUST SAVE MONEY FOR BOSS BATTLES!!!!!"

Roland released Held's throat and fell back to the ground. It took awhile.

"Bonuses? Sponsors? New Series? Fangirls?" he scrached his stubborn absence of beard thoughtfully. "Hrm...those are all good reasons for screaming I suppose," He shook his head before throwing his hands up, in surrender, "I guess you win the argument man, my anger was completely unjustified in the this case. I "

Roland suddenly lashed out with a brutal punch to Held's gut "UNJUSTIFIED ASSAULT!: THAT'S FOR MAKING ME LOOK BAD!"

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

NAME:

Kabuto

RACE:

Gokimushi

AGE:

33 years

HEIGHT/WEIGHT:

205 cm tall. Weighs 140 Kg.

APPEARANCE:

Tall humanoid with small feelers/antennae from his forehead. The rest of his body is hidden under light armor, so it’s impossible to tell how the rest of his body looks. The visor sometimes comes off to reveal a human-like face. More details later.

POWER LEVEL:

50

STYLE:

Yurei Kong style (otherwise known as The Dark Style Of The Ghostly Bug).


TECHNIQUES :

Shukuchi
This flash-step move is his preferred way of getting around in hurry. Enemies passed through during the move take damage.

Kabekake
People have long wondered how Gokimushi are able to climb up sheer walls or walk on water. The trick is to balance one's internal Ki. Balance it perfectly, and one can never fall.

Sensu
Hyper-sensitive feelers are not always fun to have, but being able to read the emotions and intent of those around you can prove invaluable for a bounty hunter.

Zanzo
Is may be narcissitic to creates afterimages and clones of yourself by tricking the minds of your enemies, but he doesn’t care. These have no physical presence in the world, but appear real otherwise.


ITEMS:

Exoskeleton Space Suit
List armor suited for atmospheric reentry in case he needs to jump off a spaceship sometime (such a thing may have happened before, why do you ask?).

Communication device
Standard issue communication device. Connects to the nearby internet connections, should they exist. Has a small holographic display.

WebberSnapper9000
Small wrist mounted device that fires a small net made of a strong metallic alloy. Useful for capturing and restraining targets.

Space Buggy
Minature spacecraft to carry 1 individual, and 1 coffin sized storage compartment. Spacecraft is currently inoperable.


SPECIAL:

Racial Traits - As a member of the Gokimushi race, Kabuto has the following abilities:

Metamorphosis
(Locked)
A miraculous transformation.

Psi Abilities
In addition to being able to manipulate Ki, the Gokimushi also have latent Psi abilities, projecting their razor sharp minds into those around them.

Insectoid Physiology
Lack of centralized systems enables maintaining bodily functions and survivability in the face of missing limbs and organs or other fatal wounds. Performance is likely to suffer greatly from missing bodyparts, however.


HISTORY:

Years ago…

Little Kabuto was never like the rest of the grubs in his colony. He did not arise from metamorphosis with mind filled with plodding thoughts of work. He despised slaving all day for the survival of the colony, when those around him seemed content with their lot. He wanted something more, something he could never get in his peaceful, boring colony life.
And so it was, that little Kabuto found himself on an alien ship, off the planet he had once called home, and into the unknown expanses of the universe.

More recently…

It was an easy job. The target had fled to another quadrant in a stolen spacecraft. People usually didn’t get very far in stolen spaceships.
A conversation struck up in a seedy bar in a seedier space port. A name muttered through drunken lips. Earth. A dreary naming convention, as far as planets went.
Okay. Plenty of time to reach Earth, grab the target and head back for the bounty. He didn’t even bother refueling. It was a short trip to Earth and back, after all.
What could possibly go wrong?

Looks good, man.

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

Name: Asha’rah

Race/Species: Android/???

Age: Indeterminate

Height/Weight: 5’6, 1,200lbs.

Appearance: Asha’rah’s android body is humanoid in shape, but coated in metal alloys rather than a fleshy exterior. Eight mysterious orbs orbit her body, and she is suffused with a strange phenomenon akin to ki.



Power Level: 50

Style: Elements of Luohan Quan, Southern Praying Mantis and Long Fist have been blended into an existing style of indeterminate origin.

Techniques:
Feather’s Flight: Asha’rah is able to float up to two meters above the ground and slow her momentum.

Smiting Orbs: Asha’rah orbs are solidly built and deceptively heavy. She can control them at will, sending them out at dizzying speeds as far as she can see. Her orbs carry charges of aura similar to that found on her person, and act as foci allowing her to channel aura techniques through them.

Visions in the Desert: Using a combination of her aura and holograms, Asha’rah creates illusions to fool the senses.

Heaven’s Gate: By linking orbs together with her aura and rotating them rapidly, Asha’rah creates a vortex shield suitable for weathering ranged or telegraphed attacks.

Shadowless Strike: Channelling her electrical systems to shunt non-critical power into her servos, Asha’rah delivers a single blindingly fast and hard-hitting strike into her opponent. A finisher or emergency measure, Shadowless Strike leaves Asha’rah momentarily open to counter-attack as her systems are brought back into balance.


Items: Eight orbs, clothes, footwear, and a meager sum of money.

Special: ???

History:
Many years ago, an android awakened in the mountainous depths of Kame. The sun was red and the leaves were the color of rust, falling from the heavens in a bittersweet but glorious display. But the android was so tired, and it fell back asleep. It awoke again to the howl of harsh wind. White fluff blew past and upon it, blending its body into the landscape. A weight was pressed against its leg, and the android managed to turn its head ever so slightly. A fowl was taking shelter from the cold. The fowl raised its head in wonder, but the android was so tired, and it fell back asleep. Now the land was lush and green, and sunlight broke through the canopy of leaves overhead. The sound of water streaming past was pleasant to hear, and almost lulled the android back to sleep.

But today the android was not so tired, and so she…it? She, she decided. She was not so tired, and the world looked so inviting, so she rose to explore. Getting up was complicated. Her body didn’t feel as it should, and she flailed upon the for much time till she rose to her knees, then one knee, and finally when the sun dipped below the horizon she was on her feet. Well, the land might prove beautiful at night too, the android thought. So she stepped forward, and immediately collapsed in a by-now familiar jumble of limbs. Walking was unexpectedly hard.

A few days later, the android was finally able to kneel by a flower with confidence she would not crush the beautiful thing. Crushed patches of grass and dirt stretching out behind her lay testament to her training.
She had accomplished something. She-who was she? It occurred to the android that she knew not her name, nor how she came to be. Why did she know she should have a name? Why did she know grass was called grass, or the sun, the sun? The android knew not the answers.

Eventually, she came upon a remote temple, where monks lived, meditated, worshipped and trained. They were surprised to see her, but they welcomed her nevertheless. They offered her a bath to wash the flora off, clothes though she did not feel threatened by the weather. They asked about the spheres on her back. Strange, she didn’t know she had spheres. The android learned these monks lived to find wisdom, to find enlightenment. Perhaps if she learned from them, the questions she had might be enlightened too.
_______

Many years have passed since that day, and the android has travelled to many temples, meditated atop mountains and below waterfalls, visited towns, exchanged wisdom and blows with local practitioners. She has begun to remember a few things. She remembers her name, though not from whence she came. She can remember vague impressions of her past, of an age of wonder and strife. But what is done is done. Memories may come in time, but now she feels called to the greater world, feels a sense of duty to and passion for it. From whence these feelings for a world seen mostly in news broadcasts come from, she knows not. But she has mastered her body, discovered she can do things she never knew she could. And so bids her friends a fond farewell and she sets out to find herself, to find Asha’rah.


Others:
Theme music: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XMauqdwawY8
Battle music: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N1i7yRurx7o

I like it. Thumbs up!

[Cleric of Hell’s Brigade]

Name: Dodge

Race/Species: Earthling, a Three Eyes descendant

Age: (younger than he is old)

Height/Weight: (not too little, not too much)

Appearance: (opaque)

Power Level: 50, yo

Style: (stuff here maybe)

Techniques: (soon something awesome)

Items: (dude, so much)

Special: (so special)

History (historic)

Other: (a handful of words here)


I'll get the blanks filled in soon. Hope every one is enjoying their holidays!

A bit more info, please.

[The Chou Lives]

: Chou just looks at those two and ponders.: “ Whatvda fuck is all of that about?


: Ss he then goes off reading his Manuel of spells. Just ignoring everything for now.:

[Miburo]

Roland released Held's throat and fell back to the ground. It took awhile.

"Bonuses? Sponsors? New Series? Fangirls?" he scrached his stubborn absence of beard thoughtfully. "Hrm...those are all good reasons for screaming I suppose," He shook his head before throwing his hands up, in surrender, "I guess you win the argument man, my anger was completely unjustified in the this case. I "

Roland suddenly lashed out with a brutal punch to Held's gut "UNJUSTIFIED ASSAULT!: THAT'S FOR MAKING ME LOOK BAD!"

Held doubled over in agony, as the fist introduced itself to his intestines, his energy aura flickering out slightly, before vanishing.

Eyes bulging, the Navadian took large, gasping breathes, as bits of spittle escaped from his mouth.

"Vi--Vi" He coughed loudly, more saliva escaping his mouth, "-Villian character....Arc isn't developed enough for you! Or..."

He placed his hands on his knees, trying to catch his breath, "Is this a heel face turn? It's a bit early...But it's okay."

Wiping his mouth with his off hand, he grunted, before standing straight, forcing a smile through his immense pain.

"It just means I get more merchandising opportunities. Everyone loves a hero."

[The Dog]

Sarada: What's magic? Can I eat it?

Midori: No, you can't eat magic, because magic isn't food. It's the use of rituals, symbols, actions, gestures, or language with the aim of utilizing supernatural forces.