Post by Deleted on Nov 25, 2016 20:11:51 GMT -5
Captain Crimson
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Race: Saiya-jin
Homeworld: Natto
Starting Planet: Earth
Themes:
Entry Theme
Training Theme
Carva SSJ Theme
Appearance:
To start off with, Carva is tall standing at a whopping six and a half feet tall. His eye and hair color are typical of a Saiya-jin, his hair being jet black in color and his eyes being a dark brown color, the fur on his tail also brown but a lighter shade. He had a very pronounced forehead, crowned by a widow's peak. His hair is more like a mane than a head of hair, and it is long enough to reach his lower back and very wild. Carva is clean shaven with sharp cheekbones and nose, his eyes slanted slightly. His lips are thin, and he is rarely seen smiling unless he is hurting someone.
Carva's build is quite impressive as well. To accompany the man's unnatural height, this lower class Saiya-jin has a body much like that of a Greek god. That is to say that his body is seemingly chiseled out of stone, and anyone who saw him would know that he trains constantly. Carva proudly bares the armor of his ancestors, wearing a set of polished "grunt style" armor with a color scheme of his main color being black, with his secondary colors being bronze with a lining of silver.
Backstory:
Crimson wasn't always a warrior and he wasn't always called Crimson. Like any Saiyan child, he was born a defenseless whelp, and his name was Carva. This all changed when the low class warrior was sent to a planet in another system as an infant, where he took the form of a great ape and eliminated all sentient life on the small planet. He was sent to the planet thinking that he would die, having been born with a below average power level.
The one problem with this was that the child would be raised in the harsh conditions of the unknown planet, hereafter referred as "Planet Spectrum" by a group of conquering aliens. This group of warriors would come be known as the Spectrum Force.
The four aliens, Captain Salmon, Azure, Violetta, and Beige would happen upon the Saiya-jin child in the wilderness. Upon first glance, Beige would remark that the child seemed to be of Earthling origins but Captain Salmon would notice one key difference. Crimson had a very distinct head of wild black hair and a little brown tail. As such, they soon learned that this child was a Saiya-jin raised in the wild and Beige would take charge of raising the boy. Not only would her motherly instincts save him, but she would also teach the child to fight.
Eventually, Crimson would become quite the warrior following training from the Captain himself, not only surpassing the expectations of himself but being on par with the Captain of the Spectrum Force. It would soon become common place for Crimson to lead missions to neutral planets, his Great Ape form becoming his trump card. Soon, he became Captain Crimson.
Today, Crimson has come to the bustling blue planet, Earth, having brought his partner in destruction Violetta with him. No one truly knows his motives, but this much is true. Anyone who stands in the Captain's way may very we have the worst day of their entire life.
Techniques
Offense Tiers
- [OT-1]Pumpkin Bomb
- [OT-1]Harbinger Alpha
- [OT-1]Crimson Crash
- [OT-1]Red Arrow
Support Tiers
- [ST-1]Flight
[li][ST-1]Wild Instinct[/li]
Instinctually, the warrior Carva has conditioned himself to watch body language and dodge his opponent's attack.
[Carva can dodge an attack of up to 100% of his PL][/ul]
Unique Tiers
N/A
Inventory:
500 Zeni
Old Spacepod
Roleplay Example:
Somewhere in deep space, the springs under him strained under his weight as he sat back in the seat of his spacepod. This mission was like any other, and Carva has taken it upon himself to complete it. Xylon 35 was a small asteroid in the West Galaxy which was inhabited by a race of animal-like humanoids. So what was so special about this planet? Why had the Captain of the Spectrum Force taken it upon himself to undertake such an easy mission?
It was quite simple, really. Crimson knew that these aliens were known for being quite wealthy and a little extra Zeni would greatly benefit the force. Keep in mind, the Spectrum Force are a group of mercenaries who double as pirates. These guys, including Crimson, have looted, destroyed, and pillaged civilize throughout the four galaxies. Crimson smirked a bit, remembering the last planet he'd cleared. A Frost Demon colony. He didn't find as much pleasure in completing this mission as he did seeing the fear in the eyes of his victims.
Space was a vast, black expanse dotted with white stars when you looked at it from the surface. But right now, our villain is bathed in the light given off by the firey stars as he passed by them. He growled and narrowed his eyes, pressing a few buttons on his comm unit. "Violetta.....Violetta, answer me!"
He waited for a moment, not hearing a response. Carva grumbled, and would speak again had he not been interrupted. "Yes Captain Crimson?!"
Crimson would growl. "About time you answered. Where am I now? How much longer until I reach Xylon Thirty Five? I am growing restless, Violetta. You know that is not good."
Violetta knew full well of the Captain's legendary temper. Crimson knew full well what he was, and knew that as a Saiya-jin, such anger was not only commonplace for his people but accepted. Violetta would press a few buttons on the satellite console and answer promptly, as not to incur the Captain's wrath. "You're in luck, Captain. ETA is five minutes. And also, you should note that it is the annual Festival of the Felines! Plenty of cat gi-"
"-Irrelevant, Violetta. I don't give a crap about a bunch of cat girls, attractive as they may be. And them gathering in one spot? Easier to kill. Hrmf." the man headed toward the zoan colony would state plainly. Right about this time, the Spacepod would begin to shake and heat up as it entered the atmosphere, the stoic expression of the Captain remaining like stone.
Meanwhile...
Reward Requested: ZeniFestive music fills the air, coupled with the sounds of chatter amongst the cat people. Tambourines can be heard on this bright and sunny day of celebration, warrior cats flanking belly dancers as they sashay down the street. This was a day where Xylon 35 would celebrate it's freedom. The atmosphere is generally one of loud fun but suddenly...
Everything goes quiet. Large yellow eyes look up to see it there, a pod made of a Shiney metal slowly lowering itself to the ground. Steam pours off the sides of the one person spacecraft as it hovers aid but a foot above the ground. Whoosh! The hatch would open like the mouth of a sleeping dragon, and the Xylonians would stare in horror.
He dwarfed their tallest warrior by about about foot and a half, his wild black mane swaying behind him from the breeze. His terrible black armor would shine in the green sun of Xylon. His cold gaze moved over the crowd of gathered Xylonians, assessing any threats. "Hrmf. You people are the most unimpressive bunch of trash I have ever laid eyes upon. Deplorables."
Suddenly, the strongest warrior cat there was would step forward, a black panther type built like a brick wall. His tail swaying behind him, the warrior bared his teeth at Crimson, who simply raised a finger, the tip glowing red. When a bright flash of light filled the air, the zoans would collectively gasp as the red beam of light flew through the warrior, leaving a small hole where the heart would be.
Crimson's boot slammed down on the prone body of the cat warrior, his lips parted the show a horrible set of sharpened canines. "You people should learn to respect your betters, know? Now! Playtime's over!"
Upon saying this, the festive music that had once been played in celebration would be replaced by the sound of screams. Women...men...children...one by one, the cruel Saiya-Jin would murder the gathered zoans, until finally he'd cleared this small asteroid of all life. Stepping over corpses, the warrior would place one foot into his pod and chuckle..."Too easy. Another day, another pile of zeni. Perhaps though...perhaps I should go somewhere a little more populated. I've heard good things about that one planet...what was it called?"
His brown eyes would look toward the sky, spotting what appeared to be small star amongst millions. The sky had begun to darken before his hatch closed. "Perhaps the Earthlings will be more...entertaining."
Everything goes quiet. Large yellow eyes look up to see it there, a pod made of a Shiney metal slowly lowering itself to the ground. Steam pours off the sides of the one person spacecraft as it hovers aid but a foot above the ground. Whoosh! The hatch would open like the mouth of a sleeping dragon, and the Xylonians would stare in horror.
He dwarfed their tallest warrior by about about foot and a half, his wild black mane swaying behind him from the breeze. His terrible black armor would shine in the green sun of Xylon. His cold gaze moved over the crowd of gathered Xylonians, assessing any threats. "Hrmf. You people are the most unimpressive bunch of trash I have ever laid eyes upon. Deplorables."
Suddenly, the strongest warrior cat there was would step forward, a black panther type built like a brick wall. His tail swaying behind him, the warrior bared his teeth at Crimson, who simply raised a finger, the tip glowing red. When a bright flash of light filled the air, the zoans would collectively gasp as the red beam of light flew through the warrior, leaving a small hole where the heart would be.
Crimson's boot slammed down on the prone body of the cat warrior, his lips parted the show a horrible set of sharpened canines. "You people should learn to respect your betters, know? Now! Playtime's over!"
Upon saying this, the festive music that had once been played in celebration would be replaced by the sound of screams. Women...men...children...one by one, the cruel Saiya-Jin would murder the gathered zoans, until finally he'd cleared this small asteroid of all life. Stepping over corpses, the warrior would place one foot into his pod and chuckle..."Too easy. Another day, another pile of zeni. Perhaps though...perhaps I should go somewhere a little more populated. I've heard good things about that one planet...what was it called?"
His brown eyes would look toward the sky, spotting what appeared to be small star amongst millions. The sky had begun to darken before his hatch closed. "Perhaps the Earthlings will be more...entertaining."
To be continued.