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| M_Trunks | Oct 1 2009, 01:17 AM Post #1 |
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Character name: Mirai Trunks Character age: 26 Character race: Half Saiyain Starting planet: Earth Why do you want this character, and why do you think you deserve him/her? Because the original character I would like was taken, and so was my second and thrid choices, so I took this one as it's a closer match. Role-play Example: Blue eyes scanned the bright streets of what was known as West City. The buildings had been destoryed, the people having once run scarace of the monsters known as the Androids. The eyes locked on the trail of people, the remnents having teamed up and helped to rebuild their homes one by one. Part of him knew he should help them, too. That deep seeded root that was his humainity told him to go down, put his powers to use and help them reforge the desolute city back to how it once was. That was a part of him that he'd long buried. The aftermath of things had been painful. His mother had fought well behind the scenes, but his senses let him know that she was failing in her fight against death. The darkness that had slowly ebbed inside of him from his farthers training began to engulf his mind. As nights wore on, he looked in on her. Her sleep was fitfull, full of pain now that she was too relaxed to fight it. His hand tightening till his knuckles went white. He knew of a way to help end her suffering, it would be quick and painless, he would give his mother that. Stepping silently in to the room, his eyes downcast and hallowed. His arm shifted, lifting the weight that held it down. The blade flickered in the light, a stretch flashing across her dark blue hair. The rise halted, and for a moment he faltered. Her harsh gasp of pain brought his arm swinging down cleanly, slicing thought her throat smoothly and swiftly. The last breath she took was an almost content sigh of bliss. His eyes hardened. Now was not the time to think of that. Standing from where he sat on the edge of the roof, he cast a single glance towards the town dispondently. Turning, he looked at the time machine. It didn't have the power of time travel, but thanks to his mothers notes, he found a method. It was dangerous and risky, but he would do it. The cost was his power. But the gain was a chance to change things more. More then before. |
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| Deleted User | Oct 1 2009, 02:01 AM Post #2 |
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