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Vegeta, Prince of Saiyans; Join application
Topic Started: Sep 18 2009, 01:44 PM (273 Views)
aktetsuo
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Character: Vegeta
Age: Undetermined. Mid thirties, approximately.
Planet: Earth

Real name: Matt
AIM name: aktetsuo
Email: aktetsuo@gmail.com

Why do you want this character?

Like many others, Vegeta is my favorite character from Dragonball Z/GT. I'm drawn to his ability to adapt and create relationships while staying true to his personality and character. I believe he is truly one of the only characters in the Dragonball universe that actually develops, instead of playing a stagnant, boring role like the rest of his companions.

Why do you deserve him?

I've been roleplaying Vegeta for a number of years and have grown quite adept at portraying him. I find it easy to write with him due to sharing certain personality traits, as well as having a great appreciation for the character. I believe I would be able to create a believable Vegeta for this site.

Roleplaying example:

(A bit long. Perhaps too long for an application but a good sample regardless.)

http://z10.invisionfree.com/alexsdbzrpg5/index.php?showtopic=19310&hl=

The wet ground squished and compressed with each step taken, leaving imprints of those who walked upon its passive earth. Droplets of water gracing the blades of grass glistened brightly in the sunlight that bathed them, creating the illusion of a rainbow playing across the expansive field leading up to Guru’s house.

However, it seemed that wherever the robed stranger wandered, a heavy black cloud followed above him. Perhaps it was the planet’s attempt to mark the betrayer of its people, to single him out and warn those who encountered him. Guru, the know-all and see-all Father of the Namekians had seen Vegeta coming toward his village days ago.

The lone Saiyan came to a splattering stop in front of the series of five bodyguards who sealed the entryway to Guru’s hut. They were all wearing miscellaneous battle attire and seemed to have been prepared for Vegeta’s arrival.

Vegeta grinned as he moved another step forward.

“You know you are no longer welcome here, Vegeta, Prince of Saiyans. You now follow a path that we Namekians can not help you along,” sounded a deep voice from within the shaded home.

“I’m not here to kill you or your men, old man. I heard a rumor that you were running a training camp for all your little green beans and it piqued my curiosity.”

Vegeta took a step away from the ensemble of green skinned guardians. His hands pushed back his hood to reveal his hidden face and the sadistic smile lurking on his lips before his arms crossed loosely over his robed chest.

“You wouldn’t allow an old friend the benefit of your training? Not even one who aided in the recreation of your rotten excuse for a planet?”

The bold and taunting words of the Saiyan Prince went without a response, leaving the collaborated group frozen in an awkward silence. The smile on Vegeta’s face faded quickly as he realized he wasn’t going to receive any compliance from the humorless Guru.

“This is an interesting predicament. I came here to test your training camp out of the goodness of my heart and instead I’m getting the cold shoulder.”

The strong fingers on his roaming hands began to undo the laces and bindings that held his robes securely to his body. He slowly slipped out of the heavy coal colored layer to reveal his traditional weighted training gear but that was as far as he went.

“It looks like I’ll have to take matters into my own hands and take what I want. You five fools will have to do for now. Although you are obviously no match for--”

Working in unison, the five guardians raised their hands to Vegeta and assaulted him with a wide array of ki blasts. Beam balls of all shapes and sizes were launched upon the occupied savage, some missing and exploding on the ground near him but most connecting solidly with him. The massive amounts of small blasts created a consuming cloud of smoke and debris that was only enlarged with each subsequent energy attack.

After several minutes of ki exhaustion, the Namekian guards ceased their attack and merely stared into the opaque depths of the lingering cloud. They neither heard nor saw anything coming from within the destruction but they were still leery of their foe.

”It seems even the dumb green skins know it’ll take more than that to kill me.”

From the dying plumes of smoke, Vegeta’s discarded and nearly destroyed cloak rose up and landed on the center guardian. The sudden emergence of the object gave the unaffected Namekians a frightening start, causing the fine edge between obedient composure and impending fear to blur.

“Its time to kiss your disgusting green asses goodbye, idiots!” roared the Prince of Saiyans from within his departing veil of obscurity.

The next thing the Namekians eyed was Vegeta leaping from the settling smoke storm like a ferocious tiger, vaulting quickly to subdue his impending meal. However, it still hadn’t set in that they were to be the prey of the savage Saiyan’s bloodlust.

First to fall was the guardian to the far left, who took two swift punches to his lower face like a champ. The Namekian’s head flopped from one to the other recklessly, in accordance to the forceful fists manipulating its uncontrollable movements. While still dizzy from the assault, Vegeta snatched a hold of the warrior’s bald, green head and pulled it into the oncoming battering ram that was the Saiyan’s forehead.

Blood spewed in fountains from the first Namekian’s nose and mouth. The terrific strength behind the attack knocked the alien clear across the field and into the side of Guru’s sturdy home.

Vegeta held his body aloft in mid air and quickly turned to meet his second opponent. The Namekian stepped a single foot forward before he felt the Prince’s onslaught in the form of a fully loaded kick barreling down on his straightened knee. A bone shattering snap lifted into the air as a warning for the horrendous scream that followed.

The weak legged green skin fell to his one good knee while cradling the fresh wound. His fellow fighters could see the bits of sharp, exposed ivory piercing the flesh where Vegeta’s foot impacted. With tears brimming along the rims of his eyes, the second guardian looked up into the open palm placed a few inches from his face. He was blinded by the surge of energy that followed.

Vegeta’s hand was still smoking from the energy blast he summoned. The attack was one of the weakest in his arsenal and wasn’t enough to deliver the Namekian to his creator—it would leave a nasty series of scars, though. Screaming at the top of his lungs, holding his face and knee, the green warrior fell back into the grass and writhed in complete agony.

Guardian number one still wandered around aimlessly, clutching his face and wiping away the blood that continued to spurt. Vegeta’s attention was drawn back to him after the defeat of his comrade. As the three other guardians began to make their approach, he grabbed at the crimson splattered Namekian and hurled him into his friends with all his might.

Number four was the first to rise back to his feet. It wasn’t for long, though. Vegeta jumped into the air and flew towards the fallen bowling pin Namekians. Halfway across the distance, an incredible aura exploded from the center of his being and enveloped his entire form. From then on, it was only a matter of seconds before his lifted knee smashed into the only Namekian standing.

The sensation accompanying the attack was electrifying. It felt like the guardian’s face actually wrapped around the contours of his devastating knee. Vegeta was sure the warrior would be unrecognizable after this encounter.

He gave Guru his word that he wouldn’t kill his favored guardians but he said nothing about leaving them on the teetering edge of the afterlife, wishing they were dead.

Vegeta cupped his hands close to his right hit and began to amass a generous portion of energy for his next attack. Just as he sailed past the three remaining guardians, with the one still plastered at the forefront of his knee, he pressed his hands toward them and released the pent up dodonpa.

The fifth guardian was struck directly in the chest by the blast. The sheer heat and precision of the energy burned away several layers of flesh, though left the wound open and lacking cauterization. The overwhelming pain was enough to cast him into unconsciousness, where he fell back to the ground again and for the remainder of the battle.

Once he touched down, Vegeta pried the Namekian off of his leg and tossed him away. To ensure that this would be another foe excluded from the mix, his tightly clenched fists delved into his stomach with four wild punches. Each strike was addressed by a coughing of blood from the gurgling victim. Finally, he slapped his head a few times with the back of his fist before knocking him out with a second knee to what was left of his face.

If he kept up this religious beating of Namekians, his knuckles were going to be stained green permanently.

Vegeta tore away from the feelings to extinguish the guardian’s life, instead rising to his full height and attempting to brush away the blood staining his rowdy knee. His fingers only managed to spread the discoloration across his lower thigh and further below his knee. The previous flawlessness of his perfect white gloves was now betrayed by the Namekian blood that coated the very tips of them.

”These fools are so eager to have their blood spilled. Their careless misuse of their lives leaves me to debate whether or not I should put them out of their own misery. Promise or not, these idiots deserve to die.”

The sound of hobbling footsteps shifted him out of his thoughts. He turned to face the first and third guardians, the only two who remained consciousness after the beating received. Vegeta’s mood suddenly seemed soured for even reasons he couldn’t express. The struggle within the Prince of Saiyan’s mind was more vicious than the one taking place on the surface of Namek.

“Are you serious? Why do you still persist? Look at your brethren and look how they are barely breathing. Do you really desire to be like them?” Vegeta huffed and snarled as he confronted them. He took the first few steps toward them and they stopped in their tracks, debating whether or not to back off.

“This whole planet is plagued by mindless maggots. You live the life of wandering nomads, living off the land and follow the orders from an old and obese halfwit who could no sooner save you than he could find his own feet.”

His right hand clenched into a tight fist and was immediately struck with a glowing aura. It had now become a source of energy and the focus of his rapidly increasing power level.

“You disgust me. You are all absolutely disgusting. I should do the universe a favor and eradicate this entire planet – for a second time!”

He could feel the insatiable hunger for violence welling up within him. All Vegeta wanted to do was tear the Namekians limb from scrawny, green limb and litter their precious crop fields with their extremities. The gathered energy within his fist was already primed for the Blast Punch he was ready to deliver onto his would be victim but the enormous Guru intervened upon his children’s behalf.

“Vegeta! You will stop this at once! You have proven yourself stronger than any this planet has to offer. It is time you take your hatred and leave us. There is an entire universe for you to torment but if any goodness still remains in you, you will heed my pleading and spare us.”

The swelling of power in his raised hand slowly began to subside until its amorous glow dissipated into the air. Vegeta took the words of his former mentor with great consideration.

“I suppose it wouldn’t hurt if I spared the lives of a few of your brethren. I believe I’ve killed more than enough in the past month to make up for lost time. By my own admittance, it has grown rather tiresome taking care of every green skinned moron that ended up in my path.”

The Prince took a few steps back from the Namekians, looking over the signs of relief their faces now exhibited. He didn’t know why he was allowing them to live. Surely there wasn’t a speck of light still struggling to maintain its life within his cold, deadened heart.

“Very well but one day, I will be back Guru and then, even you won’t be spared.”

Vegeta turned his back to the Namekians and slowly lifted into the air. A minute later, he was nothing more than a glowing streak that ripped across the sky at incredible speeds. He decided from that moment on that he wouldn’t allow the opportunity to make any ridiculous decisions out of pity ever again. If anyone stood in his way, they would die.

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kljsfklasjflkdsjf MATT! :3

Excellent. This application indubitably portrays your firm grasp on Vegeta's character.

Accepted!

Your next step from here, is to register as Vegeta. An admin or mod will process your request, and you'll officially be a part of our little crackhead family.

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“This whole planet is plagued by mindless maggots. You live the life of wandering nomads, living off the land and follow the orders from an old and obese halfwit who could no sooner save you than he could find his own feet.”

Lawwwwwwwl. A+++.

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Wonderfully written.
Welcome to the site, you may now log in as Vegeta.

And Bra:

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you'll officially be a part of our little crackhead family.


XDD
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