Post by Tarro on May 1, 2017 22:36:39 GMT -5
(Using Shira's Jewels for the Character Slot. I'm told this puts him at 110k, yes? Also he's Traditional Saiyan Path btw)
Name: Tarro
Age: 20
Race: Saiyan
Gender: Male
Universe: <only complete if you are creating a character for Universe 6>
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 123 lbs
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Black
Identifying Markers: Spiky, pointy hair. He never loses a game of "Whose the Protag?"
Personality: Tarro is a fairly typical Saiyan. He has a vibrant personality hell-bent on a good time (which consists exclusively of drinking, fighting, eating, and many other such primitive forms of pleasure). He was considered an elite level soldier in the old Alliance and as such had an air of confidence about his strength, though he doesn't put others down to build himself up. He knows his limits and seeks to break them. Despite his status- he is laid-back most of the time and doesn't get uptight about little things.
When he IS peeved- he's known to be a bit mouthy. He's the type that likes to talk-back and sass people who piss him off. This gets him in trouble fairly often with his superiors when they get all condescending on him. He knows just what buttons to push to get people riled up, and in the end it always backfires and winds up getting him in trouble.
Most Saiyans are war-like and are fairly disconnected from their emotions. Compared to most Saiyans however - Tarro has a small, thin light of humanity. He is war-like and loves fighting sure, but he's fairly calm in his approach in most situations and contemplates his actions instead of relying on impulse. He also loves his race, as he was fairly broken up when his planet exploded and he lost his team in the evacuation efforts. He was the lone survivor from his squad when Natto exploded, and as such it has deeply angered him. He has repressed this anger in an attempt to avoid dealing with it, but that event shook him to his core.
Likes/Dislikes: Likes: Fighting (Duh), Food (Duh), Making Sarcastic Remarks
Dislikes: Everything Jarvis-related, Weaklings, Whiners, Komatsu (for failing to protect Natto), Stuck-Ups, And Did he say Jarvis already?
Aspirations: To help kill Jarvis, and every one of his allies in the most brutal fashions possible.
Homeworld: Natto
Allegiance: N/A
Starting Planet: Saiya
Appearance:
Tarro is a slim yet well-built man of a shorter stature - well toned for someone of his size. His hair is spiky and stands mostly upwards save for two rather sizable bangs that cover most of his forehead. Like most Saiyan warriors he has pitch-black hair and rounded, black eyes. His skin has a light tan to it, and his face usually holds a rather serious demeanor. He rarely smiles due to his grumpy attitude, and when he does smile it has kind of an obnoxious smirk to it. He has typical brown tail that he either keeps wrapped around his waist or hanging out freely depending on his mood (after all there's no reason to hide it).
On duty he wears a green custom-made version of the Saiyan battle armor over a medium black long sleeved jumpsuit with dark grey fingerless gloves and boots. The armor is standard for the elites of their race (most commonly affiliated with those of Natto and Tomoroko's school of fighting). It is what he wears all the time both for its protective qualities and as a statement of the pride he has for his race (both on and off of duty).
Backstory:
[Admittedly better at doing backstory retroactively - so I'll make this pretty basic and elaborate later]
Tarro is a full-blooded Saiyan (as rare as those seem to be these days) who was born into an Elite class. His father, Kail, died long ago (during the days of the Empire and Alliance feud) around the time he was born. Tarro never knew him. His mother, Leria, was the one who trained him growing up. She was a stern woman who whipped him into shape, as he was a fairly bratty kid growing up. She knew her son had potential to be something special and thus did not go easy on his training. He showed great promise and eventually ended up on a squad in the Alliance.
Over time Tarro became kind of a shadow, a nameless face in the organization. He performed his missions when asked under a squad, he did his duty. He got stronger overtime by training and fighting constantly, but his lack of talent in unlocking his Super Saiyan transformation stagnated his growth. Tarro thought that perhaps it just wasn't meant to be. Not every Saiyan could become one of the legends. And he was okay with that (or at least he pretended to be). His growth after that kind of hit a wall. He was still fairly strong for a Saiyan, but he never rose to become one of the greats. He learned to fight with his mind, developing an arsenal of techniques that would overpower and outmaneuver his enemies.
One day he and his team were just palling around at a bar on Planet Natto. It was their day off. They had some Arlian Ale, threw a couple of swings at each other in their regular bar brawl. It was a good day. Until Jarvis showed up. They didn't even notice the disaster until after the planet exploded. By some bizarre luck - Tarro was the only one who survived the explosion, a rescue ship saving him as his energy barely sustained his life force in dead space. Tarro had been trained on his space resistance, able to temporarily withstand the cold vacuum. Subconsciously his energy did so again on instinct as his body drifted in pieces. In a rejuvenation tank he was asleep for days. All he could remember were the screams of his comrades, burrowed deep in the recesses of his mind.
When he woke up his body had been fixed, but his comrades were all dead. Something died on that day within Tarro, despite his miraculous survival. Since then his motivation to fight has dwindled as he gets over his drunken stupor drinking away the pain of his loss. He arrived on Saiya because he couldn't even look Komatsu in the eye after he failed them all. He didn't like Nasu, but he was sure that if the newly proclaimed King had been there... then maybe things would have been different.
Techniques Balanced Tree
Offense Tiers 11/12
[25% PL Damage]
[li][OT-2] Garlic Gun[/li]
To utilize it, Tarro curls his fingers and places both his hands together at chest level facing the same direction (so that the palm of one hand is on the back of the other). Then, once enough ki is gathered, he thrusts both hands forward to fire a powerful blast of energy. The result is a powerful, huge, purple-colored ki beam that emanates from his hands and body.
[50% PL Damage]
[li][OT-3] Final Garlic Cannon[/li]
To perform the attack, Tarro draws his hands out to his sides as he powers up, creating an enormous whitish-purple aura around his body. Then, he throws his arms out in front of him and fires a large Garlic Gun energy wave at the opponent, inflicting a huge amount of damage.
[100% PL Damage]
[li][VT-1] Shining Lance[/li]
Tarro raises his index finger, middle finger, and thumb forward and fires a shining, powerful bolt of energy at the opponent, inflicting a large amount of damage. The bolt is sharp and thus is incapable of being blocked. It will go through whatever it hits.
[25% PL Damage, Unblockable]
[li][VT-2] Shining Lance - Level 2 [/li]
Tarro fires a bolt from his fingers much like the precedent attack - sending out a bolt of energy but this time it breaks barriers instead of breaking the opponent's guard.
[50% PL Damage, Barrier Breaker]
[li][OT-1] Energy Blast Barrage[/li]
Tarro launches a barrage of weak energy blasts at a target.
[25% PL Damage]
[li][VT-1] Guided Scatter Shot[/li]
Like the previous technique - Tarro launches a barrage of weak energy blasts at a target. The difference with this variation is that the orbs can't be dodged - the user guides them to chase the target
[25% PL Damage, Undodgeable (Chaser)]
[li][VT-1] Super Energy Blast Volley[/li]
Tarro launches a barrage of weak energy blasts, but this time he fires them upon multiple targets at once.
[25% PL Damage, Multiple Targets]
[li][VT-2] Super Guided Scatter Shot[/li]
Tarro launches a barrage of stronger energy blasts, and guides them all to hone in on a target from all directions.
[50% PL Damage, Undodgeable (Chaser)]
[li][OT-1] Explosive Wave[/li]
Tarro bursts out ki from all over their body in order to repel the opponents around them, sending out a shockwave that can cancel attacks or damage their opponents in doing so.
[25% PL Damage]
[li][OT-2]Super Explosive Wave[/li]
Tarro bursts out ki from all over their body to repel the opponents around them, sending out a large shockwave in the form of a dome that can cancel attacks or damage their opponents.
[50% PL Damage][/ul]
Support Tiers (12/12)
[1 turn stun]
[li][PT-1] Flight[/li]
As a Saiyan, Tarro can naturally fly at incredible speeds with minimal effort.
[Can fly]
[li][ST-1] Rapid Movement
[/li]As a Saiyan, Tarro has learned how to increase his speed to dodge incoming attacks.
[Can Dodge 100% of his PL]
[li][ST-2] Afterimage[/li]As a Saiyan, Tarro can increase his speed to dodge incoming attacks. In this instance he moves even faster, while leaving behind an afterimage to confuse his opponent.
[Can Dodge 150% of his PL]
[li][PT-1] Regional Ki Sense[/li]Tarro can sense the ki of others. He learned this technique after one of his many battles and enhanced it over time with training.
[Allows to have a general notion of people's PL as long as they are in the same region.]
[li][PT-2] Planetary Ki Sense[/li]Tarro can sense the ki of others. He learned this technique after one of his many battles and enhanced it over time with training.
[Allows to have a precise notion of people's PL as long as they are on the same planet.]
[li][PT-3] Galactic Ki Sense[/li]Tarro can sense the ki of others. He learned this technique after one of his many battles and enhanced it over time with training.
[Allows to have a perfect notion of people's PL as long as they are in the same Galaxy.]
[li][PT-1] Ki Suppression[/li]
Tarro has learned how to hide his power level.
[Allows him to hide ki signature if no techs are used.]
[li][PT-1] Telepathy[/li]
Tarro can speak with people telepathically.
[The ability to mentally communicate with people. Can communicate with anyone in the galaxy (assuming he knows who he's trying to communicate with. Can't communicate with afterlife however.]
[li][ST-1] Space Resistance[/li]
Able to temporarily withstand the harsh conditions of space.
[Can survive in space for 1 hour for every point of stamina spent. Can't breathe nor use techniques. Stamina reduced from maximum pool]
[li][PT-1] Tail Weakness[/li]
Tarro trained away the weakness of his tail a long time ago, preventing it from being used against him.
[Does not get paralyzed from tail grabbing]
[li][PT-2] Great Ape Mastery[/li]
Tarro learned how to control his inner monkey.
[Can Control Great Ape Form][/ul]
Unique Tiers
N/A
Inventory:
500 Zeni
Old Spacepod
Roleplay Example:
"What you looking at, bub?" Tarro muttered from his space pod as he arrived on Saiya for the first time, his breath stunk with alcohol. "Uh sir you weren't listed on the arrivals," one of the attendants nervously alerted him. He hadn't been around during the big conquest, as he had been busy drinking his face off on Imecka. As such he was one of the refugees who came in after hoping to immigrate to the new "Saiyan Galactic Kingdom" that had been so advertised across the Universe. After all where else was he gonna go? His mother was dead. His team was dead. His father had been LONG dead. All he had was his Saiyan Pride, this worn-out battlesuit, and a malfunctioning space pod. At least with this new kingdom maybe he could start fresh.
He wasn't going to let this asshole get in the way of that. "Alright but you should probably head on over and sign in with the Brenchian attendant over there," he said nervously to Tarro, who so obviously scared him. "Alright, Alright.... pain in my ass, little shit," he muttered in a slur that lacked any real comprehension. He was definitely in a bad mood. They signed him up with their paperwork and all that other stuff he didn't really care to listen too. He was all good...
First stop? Obviously a bar. "Bring me some more Outan Pork!" he demanded at the bar stool before downing another glass of Brenchian Wine. Those bastards loved their wine, but he had to admit it wasn't half bad. Drinking was fun. But the more he drank... the worse he got. He was trapped. When he didn't drink he felt nothing. Just a hollow, vast emptiness. But when he did drink... and he got to the point of being drunk - he began to see things. Shadows, voices haunting him in the bar. They were taunting him, laughing at him. Everything just felt like such a mess...
"Ay man you okay?" one of the regulars called to him from across the bar.
"I don't know, bro, do I LOOK OKAY to you?" he snapped back harshly, while he continued drinking his wine. He couldn't stand morons who asked dumb questions.
"Hey no need to be rude, bucko," the man called back annoyed. Tarro could sense the man's ki begin to swell up. He was challenging him to a fight.
"What are you going to do about it? Cry like a little bitch about it?" he said with narrowed eyes. He didn't care about this. He'd happily pound this guy into the wall with his fist.
It was then the fight broke out. The man swung at him with a left hook, which Tarro did nothing to evade or block. The man was fairly weak for a Saiyan. His power level was probably sixty-thousand. Nothing to ride home about. Still. The hit hurt. At least a little. Tarro felt the punch but it did nothing to push him back, which is when the guy learned he had fucked up royally. "My turn," he muttered. With a single fist he discharged some ki and point-blank shot the guy with a potent, purple beam of his energy. The attack was non-lethal and simple launched him into the wall before exploding in a contained fashion. The man stood there, badly wounded.
Tarro took out his wallet from a pocket. His jumpsuit came with pockets. He left some money on the bar and headed to some temporary quarters to sleep it off. He was about done with everything tonight...
Reward Requested: Zenni Please.
Tarro
Name: Tarro
Age: 20
Race: Saiyan
Gender: Male
Universe: <only complete if you are creating a character for Universe 6>
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 123 lbs
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Black
Identifying Markers: Spiky, pointy hair. He never loses a game of "Whose the Protag?"
Personality: Tarro is a fairly typical Saiyan. He has a vibrant personality hell-bent on a good time (which consists exclusively of drinking, fighting, eating, and many other such primitive forms of pleasure). He was considered an elite level soldier in the old Alliance and as such had an air of confidence about his strength, though he doesn't put others down to build himself up. He knows his limits and seeks to break them. Despite his status- he is laid-back most of the time and doesn't get uptight about little things.
When he IS peeved- he's known to be a bit mouthy. He's the type that likes to talk-back and sass people who piss him off. This gets him in trouble fairly often with his superiors when they get all condescending on him. He knows just what buttons to push to get people riled up, and in the end it always backfires and winds up getting him in trouble.
Most Saiyans are war-like and are fairly disconnected from their emotions. Compared to most Saiyans however - Tarro has a small, thin light of humanity. He is war-like and loves fighting sure, but he's fairly calm in his approach in most situations and contemplates his actions instead of relying on impulse. He also loves his race, as he was fairly broken up when his planet exploded and he lost his team in the evacuation efforts. He was the lone survivor from his squad when Natto exploded, and as such it has deeply angered him. He has repressed this anger in an attempt to avoid dealing with it, but that event shook him to his core.
Likes/Dislikes: Likes: Fighting (Duh), Food (Duh), Making Sarcastic Remarks
Dislikes: Everything Jarvis-related, Weaklings, Whiners, Komatsu (for failing to protect Natto), Stuck-Ups, And Did he say Jarvis already?
Aspirations: To help kill Jarvis, and every one of his allies in the most brutal fashions possible.
Homeworld: Natto
Allegiance: N/A
Starting Planet: Saiya
Appearance:
Tarro is a slim yet well-built man of a shorter stature - well toned for someone of his size. His hair is spiky and stands mostly upwards save for two rather sizable bangs that cover most of his forehead. Like most Saiyan warriors he has pitch-black hair and rounded, black eyes. His skin has a light tan to it, and his face usually holds a rather serious demeanor. He rarely smiles due to his grumpy attitude, and when he does smile it has kind of an obnoxious smirk to it. He has typical brown tail that he either keeps wrapped around his waist or hanging out freely depending on his mood (after all there's no reason to hide it).
On duty he wears a green custom-made version of the Saiyan battle armor over a medium black long sleeved jumpsuit with dark grey fingerless gloves and boots. The armor is standard for the elites of their race (most commonly affiliated with those of Natto and Tomoroko's school of fighting). It is what he wears all the time both for its protective qualities and as a statement of the pride he has for his race (both on and off of duty).
Backstory:
[Admittedly better at doing backstory retroactively - so I'll make this pretty basic and elaborate later]
Tarro is a full-blooded Saiyan (as rare as those seem to be these days) who was born into an Elite class. His father, Kail, died long ago (during the days of the Empire and Alliance feud) around the time he was born. Tarro never knew him. His mother, Leria, was the one who trained him growing up. She was a stern woman who whipped him into shape, as he was a fairly bratty kid growing up. She knew her son had potential to be something special and thus did not go easy on his training. He showed great promise and eventually ended up on a squad in the Alliance.
Over time Tarro became kind of a shadow, a nameless face in the organization. He performed his missions when asked under a squad, he did his duty. He got stronger overtime by training and fighting constantly, but his lack of talent in unlocking his Super Saiyan transformation stagnated his growth. Tarro thought that perhaps it just wasn't meant to be. Not every Saiyan could become one of the legends. And he was okay with that (or at least he pretended to be). His growth after that kind of hit a wall. He was still fairly strong for a Saiyan, but he never rose to become one of the greats. He learned to fight with his mind, developing an arsenal of techniques that would overpower and outmaneuver his enemies.
One day he and his team were just palling around at a bar on Planet Natto. It was their day off. They had some Arlian Ale, threw a couple of swings at each other in their regular bar brawl. It was a good day. Until Jarvis showed up. They didn't even notice the disaster until after the planet exploded. By some bizarre luck - Tarro was the only one who survived the explosion, a rescue ship saving him as his energy barely sustained his life force in dead space. Tarro had been trained on his space resistance, able to temporarily withstand the cold vacuum. Subconsciously his energy did so again on instinct as his body drifted in pieces. In a rejuvenation tank he was asleep for days. All he could remember were the screams of his comrades, burrowed deep in the recesses of his mind.
When he woke up his body had been fixed, but his comrades were all dead. Something died on that day within Tarro, despite his miraculous survival. Since then his motivation to fight has dwindled as he gets over his drunken stupor drinking away the pain of his loss. He arrived on Saiya because he couldn't even look Komatsu in the eye after he failed them all. He didn't like Nasu, but he was sure that if the newly proclaimed King had been there... then maybe things would have been different.
Techniques Balanced Tree
Offense Tiers 11/12
- [OT-1] Energy Wave
[25% PL Damage]
[li][OT-2] Garlic Gun[/li]
To utilize it, Tarro curls his fingers and places both his hands together at chest level facing the same direction (so that the palm of one hand is on the back of the other). Then, once enough ki is gathered, he thrusts both hands forward to fire a powerful blast of energy. The result is a powerful, huge, purple-colored ki beam that emanates from his hands and body.
[50% PL Damage]
[li][OT-3] Final Garlic Cannon[/li]
To perform the attack, Tarro draws his hands out to his sides as he powers up, creating an enormous whitish-purple aura around his body. Then, he throws his arms out in front of him and fires a large Garlic Gun energy wave at the opponent, inflicting a huge amount of damage.
[100% PL Damage]
[li][VT-1] Shining Lance[/li]
Tarro raises his index finger, middle finger, and thumb forward and fires a shining, powerful bolt of energy at the opponent, inflicting a large amount of damage. The bolt is sharp and thus is incapable of being blocked. It will go through whatever it hits.
[25% PL Damage, Unblockable]
[li][VT-2] Shining Lance - Level 2 [/li]
Tarro fires a bolt from his fingers much like the precedent attack - sending out a bolt of energy but this time it breaks barriers instead of breaking the opponent's guard.
[50% PL Damage, Barrier Breaker]
[li][OT-1] Energy Blast Barrage[/li]
Tarro launches a barrage of weak energy blasts at a target.
[25% PL Damage]
[li][VT-1] Guided Scatter Shot[/li]
Like the previous technique - Tarro launches a barrage of weak energy blasts at a target. The difference with this variation is that the orbs can't be dodged - the user guides them to chase the target
[25% PL Damage, Undodgeable (Chaser)]
[li][VT-1] Super Energy Blast Volley[/li]
Tarro launches a barrage of weak energy blasts, but this time he fires them upon multiple targets at once.
[25% PL Damage, Multiple Targets]
[li][VT-2] Super Guided Scatter Shot[/li]
Tarro launches a barrage of stronger energy blasts, and guides them all to hone in on a target from all directions.
[50% PL Damage, Undodgeable (Chaser)]
[li][OT-1] Explosive Wave[/li]
Tarro bursts out ki from all over their body in order to repel the opponents around them, sending out a shockwave that can cancel attacks or damage their opponents in doing so.
[25% PL Damage]
[li][OT-2]Super Explosive Wave[/li]
Tarro bursts out ki from all over their body to repel the opponents around them, sending out a large shockwave in the form of a dome that can cancel attacks or damage their opponents.
[50% PL Damage][/ul]
Support Tiers (12/12)
- [ST-1] Energy Rings:
[1 turn stun]
[li][PT-1] Flight[/li]
As a Saiyan, Tarro can naturally fly at incredible speeds with minimal effort.
[Can fly]
[li][ST-1] Rapid Movement
[/li]As a Saiyan, Tarro has learned how to increase his speed to dodge incoming attacks.
[Can Dodge 100% of his PL]
[li][ST-2] Afterimage[/li]As a Saiyan, Tarro can increase his speed to dodge incoming attacks. In this instance he moves even faster, while leaving behind an afterimage to confuse his opponent.
[Can Dodge 150% of his PL]
[li][PT-1] Regional Ki Sense[/li]Tarro can sense the ki of others. He learned this technique after one of his many battles and enhanced it over time with training.
[Allows to have a general notion of people's PL as long as they are in the same region.]
[li][PT-2] Planetary Ki Sense[/li]Tarro can sense the ki of others. He learned this technique after one of his many battles and enhanced it over time with training.
[Allows to have a precise notion of people's PL as long as they are on the same planet.]
[li][PT-3] Galactic Ki Sense[/li]Tarro can sense the ki of others. He learned this technique after one of his many battles and enhanced it over time with training.
[Allows to have a perfect notion of people's PL as long as they are in the same Galaxy.]
[li][PT-1] Ki Suppression[/li]
Tarro has learned how to hide his power level.
[Allows him to hide ki signature if no techs are used.]
[li][PT-1] Telepathy[/li]
Tarro can speak with people telepathically.
[The ability to mentally communicate with people. Can communicate with anyone in the galaxy (assuming he knows who he's trying to communicate with. Can't communicate with afterlife however.]
[li][ST-1] Space Resistance[/li]
Able to temporarily withstand the harsh conditions of space.
[Can survive in space for 1 hour for every point of stamina spent. Can't breathe nor use techniques. Stamina reduced from maximum pool]
[li][PT-1] Tail Weakness[/li]
Tarro trained away the weakness of his tail a long time ago, preventing it from being used against him.
[Does not get paralyzed from tail grabbing]
[li][PT-2] Great Ape Mastery[/li]
Tarro learned how to control his inner monkey.
[Can Control Great Ape Form][/ul]
Unique Tiers
N/A
Inventory:
500 Zeni
Old Spacepod
Roleplay Example:
"What you looking at, bub?" Tarro muttered from his space pod as he arrived on Saiya for the first time, his breath stunk with alcohol. "Uh sir you weren't listed on the arrivals," one of the attendants nervously alerted him. He hadn't been around during the big conquest, as he had been busy drinking his face off on Imecka. As such he was one of the refugees who came in after hoping to immigrate to the new "Saiyan Galactic Kingdom" that had been so advertised across the Universe. After all where else was he gonna go? His mother was dead. His team was dead. His father had been LONG dead. All he had was his Saiyan Pride, this worn-out battlesuit, and a malfunctioning space pod. At least with this new kingdom maybe he could start fresh.
He wasn't going to let this asshole get in the way of that. "Alright but you should probably head on over and sign in with the Brenchian attendant over there," he said nervously to Tarro, who so obviously scared him. "Alright, Alright.... pain in my ass, little shit," he muttered in a slur that lacked any real comprehension. He was definitely in a bad mood. They signed him up with their paperwork and all that other stuff he didn't really care to listen too. He was all good...
First stop? Obviously a bar. "Bring me some more Outan Pork!" he demanded at the bar stool before downing another glass of Brenchian Wine. Those bastards loved their wine, but he had to admit it wasn't half bad. Drinking was fun. But the more he drank... the worse he got. He was trapped. When he didn't drink he felt nothing. Just a hollow, vast emptiness. But when he did drink... and he got to the point of being drunk - he began to see things. Shadows, voices haunting him in the bar. They were taunting him, laughing at him. Everything just felt like such a mess...
"Ay man you okay?" one of the regulars called to him from across the bar.
"I don't know, bro, do I LOOK OKAY to you?" he snapped back harshly, while he continued drinking his wine. He couldn't stand morons who asked dumb questions.
"Hey no need to be rude, bucko," the man called back annoyed. Tarro could sense the man's ki begin to swell up. He was challenging him to a fight.
"What are you going to do about it? Cry like a little bitch about it?" he said with narrowed eyes. He didn't care about this. He'd happily pound this guy into the wall with his fist.
It was then the fight broke out. The man swung at him with a left hook, which Tarro did nothing to evade or block. The man was fairly weak for a Saiyan. His power level was probably sixty-thousand. Nothing to ride home about. Still. The hit hurt. At least a little. Tarro felt the punch but it did nothing to push him back, which is when the guy learned he had fucked up royally. "My turn," he muttered. With a single fist he discharged some ki and point-blank shot the guy with a potent, purple beam of his energy. The attack was non-lethal and simple launched him into the wall before exploding in a contained fashion. The man stood there, badly wounded.
Tarro took out his wallet from a pocket. His jumpsuit came with pockets. He left some money on the bar and headed to some temporary quarters to sleep it off. He was about done with everything tonight...
Reward Requested: Zenni Please.
