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Kazoo
<Piccolo>
<Piccolo>
Name: Kazoo
Age: 25
Race: Namekian
Gender: UNIX
Universe:
Height: 6'10"
Weight: 220 lbs
Hair Color: Bald
Eye Color: Black
Identifying Markers: Antennae
Personality: Kazoo has a very laid back but confident personality. Know to take charge when things need to go a certain way and is never content with following orders that require unnecessary risk. He doesn't hold back at anything whether it be fighting or discussing his passions. However once betrayed he does not easily forgive. He has too strong a personality for that. When challenged his quick wit and clever tactics lead him to victory and give his opponents a hard time. He isn't shy when it comes to admitting he is in over his head. He will use his alpha dominant personality in ways to trick and turn people to his will whenever he is given the opportunity.
Likes/Dislikes: Kazoo requires very few things in life. Loyalty is the first of these. It's impossible to buy with a grantee and its true form is truly rare. Loyalty to another is the fastest way to gain his respect. Due to the history that his planet has had with Saiyans and the Kold Demons. These species of people make living in peace a challenge, but Kazoo has made it his business to be sure to limit their presence on the planet. Not being as forgiving towards them as others.
Aspirations: The adult Namekian has really only three things that motivate him. The first is his uncontrollable temper. More often than not the off-handed comment springs him into action. Especially if made by a foe. He is never very good at resisting taunts. The second motivation is his loyalty to his closest friend. A fellow Namekian he has known since birth, that over the years has stuck with him and shared his pains. Whenever his friend asks something of him he tries to get it done. Lastly, power motivates him. He wants to rule over Namek like a king, surrounded by riches and unmatched when it comes to power.
Homeworld: Namek
Allegiance: N/A
Starting Planet: Namek
Appearance:
Kazoo shares a stature close to those of the Namekian's Warrior Caste. With that being said Kazoo is often confused by outsiders as a member of the Warrior clan, voluntarily sticking to the ruse, only when having to fight with it be his absolutely last resort. He bares the same features shared by all people of his race. Green skin with prominent patches of pink, large pointed ears and twin sloping antenna growing from his forehead. Gifted with strong features, he possesses a square jaw, a sharp nose, and almost black eyes. Despite his warriors build however his face isn't often seen in a smile, but the being is still a gentle soul at heart always appearing relaxed.
Due to the resilient nature of his people's skin when it comes to extreme weather, as well as planet Nemak's naturally mild climates he normally wears a dark purplish blue gi with a sky blue obi. When not fighting seriously, he will also wear a white turban and a white cape along with it. Often seen in the common footwear of most Namekian's, a soft and supple tan hide from a cow-like animal native to his homeworld. When the weather does become extreme however he goes shirtless and wears a homespun set of white cotton trousers held around his waist by a red obi.
Backstory:
The Namekian known as Kazoo was hatched in the age 1571, by the planet's current Guru of the time. Throughout his entire life, he was born into lavishness. His upbringing was centered around him becoming the Guru of Namek. While he himself was never fond of the idea of becoming the people's hope, it was the Guru who taught him that it was his solemn duty. That the Guru of Namek is responsible for the protection of all his people. The young Namekian was born for such a task and would live to be Namek's greatest Guru to ever live.
To this day Kazoo spends his time preparing for his coronation in becoming the next Guru of Namek. His most recent task, has been to diligently work on keeping the Mazoku tribe at bay. After a recent encounter with a small group that left him severely wounded. It was but a small price to pay for the lives of his people to remain at peace. Recently during his injuries it was brought to his attention, that a ship arrived, carrying a small yet powerful group of Saiyan's. Many believe it could be their attempt at conquering the planet, and that would be something he refused to stand for. The young Namekian was now ready to step forth as Namek's greatest warrior to ever live.
Techniques:
Defensive Tree[
Level 1 = 0-10k PL can have 2 Offense Tiers and 4 Support Tiers (cannot be OT-3, VT-2, or ST-3)
Level 2 = 11k-50k PL can have 4 Offense Tiers and 8 Support Tiers
Level 3 = 51k-100k PL can have 6 Offense Tiers and 12 Support Tiers
Level 4 = 101k-150k PL can have 8 Offense Tiers and 16 Support Tiers
Level 5 = 151k-200k PL can have 10 Offense Tiers and 20 Support Tiers
Level 1 = 0-10k PL can have 2 Offense Tiers and 4 Support Tiers (cannot be OT-3, VT-2, or ST-3)
Level 2 = 11k-50k PL can have 4 Offense Tiers and 8 Support Tiers
Level 3 = 51k-100k PL can have 6 Offense Tiers and 12 Support Tiers
Level 4 = 101k-150k PL can have 8 Offense Tiers and 16 Support Tiers
Level 5 = 151k-200k PL can have 10 Offense Tiers and 20 Support Tiers
Offensive Tiers
[OT-1] Eye Laser: Eye Laser are precise laser-like beams shot from both eyes. The potency of the Eye Laser technique varies, but most of them are very fast and able to nullify weak attacks and small projectiles, as well as cripple opponents and damage other objects. The Eye Lasers can vary in color from red to a bright blue-tinged white. [Does 25% of User's PL in Damage]
[OT-1] Explosive Dragon Wave: A very powerful energy wave shot from a single hand, with the other arm supporting the one that is firing the attack. [Does 25% of User's PL in Damage]
[VT-1] Chasing Bullet: A very powerful energy wave shot from a single hand, with the other arm supporting the one that is firing the attack. The attack is capable of following a target until contact is made. [Does 25% of User's PL in Damage, UNDODGEABLE]
[OT-2] Rapid Fire: The user charges energy spheres in his hands and fires them one after another, inflicting a great deal of damage. [Does 50% of User's PL in Damage]
[VT-2] Heaven's Arrow: A powerful energy wave that is shot from both hands, and capable of inflicting severe damage after contact. [Does 50% of User's PL in Damage, Plus an extra 15% in Wounding Damage]
[OT-1] Dragon Rend: First, he punches the opponent in the face and knees them in the stomach. Then, he hook kicks the opponent away and extends his right arm to grab them before hand chopping them away. [Does 25% of User's PL in Damage]
[OT-2] Explosive Dragon Cannon: First, Kazoo charges at the opponent and elbows them in their stomach before kicking them up into the air. Then, he flies after the opponent and double axe-handle punches them down to the ground, where he teleports beside them and grabs their arm. Finally, Piccolo says "I'll beat you to death!" as he punches the opponent in their stomach and throws them in the air before blasting them with a yellow Mouth Energy Wave, inflicting a huge amount of damage. [Does 50% of User's PL in Damage]
[OT-1] Masenko: The attack is performed by the user placing both hands above the head with the palms facing the target and one hand in front of the other with the fingers going in opposite directions. When the user thrusts their hands forward, they call the name and fire a beam of white energy. [Does 25% of Users PL in Damage]
Support Tiers
[PT-1] Flight: The ability to manipulate one's ki so that they can levitate from the ground and even fly.
[PT-1] Ki Suppression: Allows the user to hide ki signature if no techs are used.
[PT-2] Ki Suppression: Allows the user to hide ki signature if only support techs are used.
[PT-3] Ki Suppression: Allows the user to hide ki signature as long as no M3 or Specials are used.
[PT-1] Ki Sense: Allows the user to have a general notion of people's PL as long as they are in the same region.
[PT-2] Ki sense: Allows the user to have a precise notion of people's PL as long as they are on the same planet.
[PT-3] Ki sense: Allows the user to have a perfect notion of people's PL as long as they are in the same Galaxy.
[PT-1] Regenerative Healing: Allow the user to heal from minor and medium injuries over time. [Takes 1 Post where no actions are taken to Heal Completely, 2 Posts if an Action is taken.]
[PT-2] Regenerative Healing: Allow the user to heal from severe injuries over time. [Takes 2 Posts where no actions are taken to Heal Completely]
[ST-1] Damage reduction Skill: The ability to weaken someone's offensive power level.
[lowers someone's Offensive power level by 10% For a single turn, Effect is not stackable if hit with more than one]
[ST-2] Damage reduction Skill: The ability to weaken someone's offensive power level.
[lowers someone's Offensive power level by 20% For a single turn, Effect is not stackable if hit with more than one]
[ST-3] Damage reduction Skill: The ability to weaken someone's offensive power level.
[lowers someone's Offensive power level by 40% For a single turn, Effect is not stackable if hit with more than one]
[ST-1] Rapid Movement: A technique that allows the user to move with great speed, which creates the illusion of teleportation. [Allows the User to Dodge up to 100% of their PL]
[ST-2] Afterimage: A technique that allows the user to move with great speed, which creates the illusion of teleportation. [Allows the User to Dodge up to 175% of their PL]
[ST-3] Wild Sense: A technique that allows the user to move with great speed, which creates the illusion of teleportation. [Allows the User to Dodge up to 250% of their PL]
[PT-1] Telepathy: The ability to mentally communicate with people. Its range going off what tier of Ki sense you have mastered. If the user does not have Ki sense then physical or eye contact would be required.
Unique Tiers
N/A
Inventory:
500 Zeni
Old Spacepod
Roleplay Example:
Ah, Namek. Good old Namek. It was a beautiful sight to behold when you were foreign, but to the native Namekians like Kazoo, it was simply home. Where your house was, where your family lived, and where the cabbages grew that fed your people. The development of the planet was still primitive enough to be comparable to the other planets, which Kazoo had only ever seen on pictures from books and through descriptions from relatives and other Namekians. But Namek had a certain beauty only the green slug men from the planet could truly admire...
Except for certain aspects. The planet was definitely not what it used to be anymore, with the uprising of the Mazoku Caste attempting to take the spatial empires by storm. It was no secret, word of mouth passed around, as anyone not present for Xylo's speech still knew what was going to happen to the planet. This was why Kazoo took this journey, why he bothered leaving his Caste and searching for guidance. He needed someone to help him reclaim his homeland, even if he died again to get there.
The air was a nice shade today, somewhat indescribable and only something the naked eye could experience, while Kazoo had played in the field. The blue grass fluttered under his robes with a fury while the wind rose and dived, signaling a sudden presence. The suppression of his power was pointless. The light faded from his face while he opened his eyes, seeing his pursuers in the sunlight. A Namekian, wearing dark purple robes and holding a staff stood firm above Kazoo. His eyes were on the laying Namekian heavily and his face clearly stated an unnerving feeling of hatred. This Namekian was Mazoku, no doubt about it.
"You have a lot of nerve to be this close to our village. We don't like your kind around here." The words lifted from the older Namekian's mouth with grace, but also a snarl of spit and gurgle. His tone was aggressive, attempting to offset Kazoo. The lifting of violet garments came along with the crushing of dirt underneath Kazoo's foot while he jammed his boot into the ground. His muscular body compared to this opponent was notably larger and releasing a steadier Ki flow which only gave more and more reason for the elder to be afraid. Backing away rapidly, back against one of Namek's beautiful blue trees... He wasn't going to live very long unless he could run faster than Kazoo could fly.
"Are you with the Mazoku? ARE YOU PART OF THOSE DAMNED DEMON CLANS?" A yell would erupt from the large Namekian's mouth as he reaching forwards, lifting the Mazoku from the dirt and holding him high in the air. This fool was strutting his demonic heritage in front of a vigilante of Namek, someone who held in his grace the power to eradicate all of the poor Mazoku bastards who dared harm his homelands. His motto being to save the world... no... worlds from the demon's evil claws and become an infamous monster in the enemy eyes. He knew he would never amount to the levels of his archenemy, Lord Xylo, but he could kill as many Mazoku warriors and sympathizers as he could in the mean time. Not a single Mazoku would escape his wrath, and while yelling loudly, his grip on the Namekian elder's skull would tighten and crush the bones. Blood and other juices would spray in multiple different directions, between the gloved fingers and onto his violet shirt and pants. He was pissing off a whole village by murdering their elder, but he was not going to have trash infesting his planet and set off for the village in the distance.
It didn't take long for the white buildings to be engulfed by a small sea of green men, all rising into the sky to greet their assaulter. Kazoo's body stopped floating high above. Seeing what his enemy might attempt first.
"Is this the village of that weak monster over there?" He asked nonchalantly to the first one to rise to his level, gazing deep at him with despise and hatred. He was understanding their situation, their elder was killed and they must protect the village at all costs, but Kazoo wouldn't allow such retches to live. They threatened the livelihood of the hiding Dragon Clan. They threatened the existence of peace between the Saiyans, Namekians, and Terrans, which many knew were on bad terms. Gossip gave many tips, along with the power to raise up heroes who would give a just cause. This is why Kazoo was here today, fighting these Namekians and bringing the fight to the enemy forces, even if he wasn't the greatest fighter.
"You have killed our leader and you dare mock us in this time of grief? We will put an end to your terror" The risen one spoke with such a powerful voice that it seemed heroic almost if it weren't for the fact that they were executing Namekians and nonnatives below in the village square. A cloth boot jammed itself into the Mazoku's face, Kazoo giving a round-house kick to the man before sending him down into the crowd of fighters, a few of which catching the falling one to find half of his skull torn off. The force of the kick had ripped his skin from the face, removing a chunk of skull and brain and killing him almost instantaneously. The poor bastard didn't even know what hit him before he was killed.
This caused a rising of explosive anger from his enemies as they all gathered up their weapons, mostly spears/lances, and other small staffs. Some wielded blades here and there and starting for the Dragon Clan above them. Some could not fly, while others could, it made no difference to Kazoo as he swatted them away with a flurry of kicks and punches that sent some flying, others taking the hits with their bodies and surviving, while some others died upon impact, but the numbers of the Mazoku were a cause for concern. He was forced to fly back, gather Ki from his body into his hands, and begin charging a small set of two Ki blasts in his hands. He rarely used his Ki techniques against those weaker than himself, but this was a moment he required it and fired the two blasts. They connected in the middle of their flight, hitting the crowd and burning and killing his opponents quickly. They couldn't defend from his power.
"Big... Green... Namekian... MACHINE! He said in between gasps. "Remember the name of the attack that killed you, so you know not to dare assault the Dragon Clan ever again." His lips curled with excitement and took heavy breaths falling to the ground where he would rest.
Well, as he sat on a rock and looked down on the village in front of him, children Namekians ran for their lives, spared by Kazoo in a sense of forgiveness. Bodies littered the streets and ground, all by the hand's Kazoo. He never bothered to look at his own body and see the comparison between him and other Namekians. He wasn't like the other Namekians, he had a reason to continue his endless training, which led to his rising in power, no wonder he was so different. He stopped thinking about it, pushing the thoughts away to stare back up at the teal sky.
The streaks of stars were visible at this time of the day, giving the appearance of a nighttime that was never present on his planet. He was permanently viewing the suns with such curiosity that he wondered how other planets and species coped with having times where it wasn't light out. There was a reason for the endless daytime, the tri-sun tertiary star system as the elder of his small collection told him. He completely forgot about his deed only a mere moments ago due to his sudden interest in the sky. This was average for the Namekian, he would zone out for something more or less important. The growth of plant life, the sudden drop in temperature, maybe even a toad. All of these things interested him more than the current moment as if he was out of it completely...
"Glowing blue grass, radiant verdant skies, this magnificent and amazing tasting water... Why am I even thinking of leaving here... I should just stay. Maybe grab a cabbage or two on the way back home." He grumbled to himself, getting up and walking away from his situation.
Reward Requested: Zeni
Except for certain aspects. The planet was definitely not what it used to be anymore, with the uprising of the Mazoku Caste attempting to take the spatial empires by storm. It was no secret, word of mouth passed around, as anyone not present for Xylo's speech still knew what was going to happen to the planet. This was why Kazoo took this journey, why he bothered leaving his Caste and searching for guidance. He needed someone to help him reclaim his homeland, even if he died again to get there.
The air was a nice shade today, somewhat indescribable and only something the naked eye could experience, while Kazoo had played in the field. The blue grass fluttered under his robes with a fury while the wind rose and dived, signaling a sudden presence. The suppression of his power was pointless. The light faded from his face while he opened his eyes, seeing his pursuers in the sunlight. A Namekian, wearing dark purple robes and holding a staff stood firm above Kazoo. His eyes were on the laying Namekian heavily and his face clearly stated an unnerving feeling of hatred. This Namekian was Mazoku, no doubt about it.
"You have a lot of nerve to be this close to our village. We don't like your kind around here." The words lifted from the older Namekian's mouth with grace, but also a snarl of spit and gurgle. His tone was aggressive, attempting to offset Kazoo. The lifting of violet garments came along with the crushing of dirt underneath Kazoo's foot while he jammed his boot into the ground. His muscular body compared to this opponent was notably larger and releasing a steadier Ki flow which only gave more and more reason for the elder to be afraid. Backing away rapidly, back against one of Namek's beautiful blue trees... He wasn't going to live very long unless he could run faster than Kazoo could fly.
"Are you with the Mazoku? ARE YOU PART OF THOSE DAMNED DEMON CLANS?" A yell would erupt from the large Namekian's mouth as he reaching forwards, lifting the Mazoku from the dirt and holding him high in the air. This fool was strutting his demonic heritage in front of a vigilante of Namek, someone who held in his grace the power to eradicate all of the poor Mazoku bastards who dared harm his homelands. His motto being to save the world... no... worlds from the demon's evil claws and become an infamous monster in the enemy eyes. He knew he would never amount to the levels of his archenemy, Lord Xylo, but he could kill as many Mazoku warriors and sympathizers as he could in the mean time. Not a single Mazoku would escape his wrath, and while yelling loudly, his grip on the Namekian elder's skull would tighten and crush the bones. Blood and other juices would spray in multiple different directions, between the gloved fingers and onto his violet shirt and pants. He was pissing off a whole village by murdering their elder, but he was not going to have trash infesting his planet and set off for the village in the distance.
It didn't take long for the white buildings to be engulfed by a small sea of green men, all rising into the sky to greet their assaulter. Kazoo's body stopped floating high above. Seeing what his enemy might attempt first.
"Is this the village of that weak monster over there?" He asked nonchalantly to the first one to rise to his level, gazing deep at him with despise and hatred. He was understanding their situation, their elder was killed and they must protect the village at all costs, but Kazoo wouldn't allow such retches to live. They threatened the livelihood of the hiding Dragon Clan. They threatened the existence of peace between the Saiyans, Namekians, and Terrans, which many knew were on bad terms. Gossip gave many tips, along with the power to raise up heroes who would give a just cause. This is why Kazoo was here today, fighting these Namekians and bringing the fight to the enemy forces, even if he wasn't the greatest fighter.
"You have killed our leader and you dare mock us in this time of grief? We will put an end to your terror" The risen one spoke with such a powerful voice that it seemed heroic almost if it weren't for the fact that they were executing Namekians and nonnatives below in the village square. A cloth boot jammed itself into the Mazoku's face, Kazoo giving a round-house kick to the man before sending him down into the crowd of fighters, a few of which catching the falling one to find half of his skull torn off. The force of the kick had ripped his skin from the face, removing a chunk of skull and brain and killing him almost instantaneously. The poor bastard didn't even know what hit him before he was killed.
This caused a rising of explosive anger from his enemies as they all gathered up their weapons, mostly spears/lances, and other small staffs. Some wielded blades here and there and starting for the Dragon Clan above them. Some could not fly, while others could, it made no difference to Kazoo as he swatted them away with a flurry of kicks and punches that sent some flying, others taking the hits with their bodies and surviving, while some others died upon impact, but the numbers of the Mazoku were a cause for concern. He was forced to fly back, gather Ki from his body into his hands, and begin charging a small set of two Ki blasts in his hands. He rarely used his Ki techniques against those weaker than himself, but this was a moment he required it and fired the two blasts. They connected in the middle of their flight, hitting the crowd and burning and killing his opponents quickly. They couldn't defend from his power.
"Big... Green... Namekian... MACHINE! He said in between gasps. "Remember the name of the attack that killed you, so you know not to dare assault the Dragon Clan ever again." His lips curled with excitement and took heavy breaths falling to the ground where he would rest.
Well, as he sat on a rock and looked down on the village in front of him, children Namekians ran for their lives, spared by Kazoo in a sense of forgiveness. Bodies littered the streets and ground, all by the hand's Kazoo. He never bothered to look at his own body and see the comparison between him and other Namekians. He wasn't like the other Namekians, he had a reason to continue his endless training, which led to his rising in power, no wonder he was so different. He stopped thinking about it, pushing the thoughts away to stare back up at the teal sky.
The streaks of stars were visible at this time of the day, giving the appearance of a nighttime that was never present on his planet. He was permanently viewing the suns with such curiosity that he wondered how other planets and species coped with having times where it wasn't light out. There was a reason for the endless daytime, the tri-sun tertiary star system as the elder of his small collection told him. He completely forgot about his deed only a mere moments ago due to his sudden interest in the sky. This was average for the Namekian, he would zone out for something more or less important. The growth of plant life, the sudden drop in temperature, maybe even a toad. All of these things interested him more than the current moment as if he was out of it completely...
"Glowing blue grass, radiant verdant skies, this magnificent and amazing tasting water... Why am I even thinking of leaving here... I should just stay. Maybe grab a cabbage or two on the way back home." He grumbled to himself, getting up and walking away from his situation.
Reward Requested: Zeni