Pasun joining form

Character Name: Pasun

Age 23
Gender: Male
Race: Saiyan

Appearance (Picture Recommended:)


Starting Location: Vegeta

Biography (150 words:)
When young Pasun first landed on planet Soil, the inhabitants thought him to be a reincarnation of an ancient god of war, a suspicion partly supported by the child’s amazing strength, and curious tail. Pasun, always a capricious and ambitious Saiyan, soon realised this and therefore grew up a god among mortals, famed for his superior fighting ability, ever ready to indulge his natural love for battle.
But luck can be fickle, and it wasn’t long before others fell from the sky, others who also had tails, and who defeated every fighter who tried to stop their destruction of the planet including Pasun himself. Aware that now he had been defeated, he was no longer seen as a god, and aware that to fight on was to die for a race that wasn’t his own, he re-joined the Saiyans, though he remains as ambitious as ever. [/b]


Attributes:
Strength: 110
Agility:90
Ki:100
Endurance: 100[b]

[b]You start with 50 technique points (TP). What abilities will you start with?
Dodon Ray
Attack - Beam
You hold out one finger and fiire a thin beam of ki. This attack can cause a Debilitating Blow.
Attack Rating: 3
Actions: 1
FP Gained: +35
Prerequisites: None
Learning: 50 TP

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Roleplay Sample (250 words):
Wide eyed, and trying desperately not to choke on the swirling dust and smoke, Pasun frantically clambered out of the rubble that had once been the wall of the great temple.
He tried to catch his breath, his chest heaving. He could see them, their grinning faces, that curious armour they all wore. By contrast the remnants of Pasun’s own sacred armour now clung on to him in dented and broken tatters over a bloodied and cut body. For all it’s worth, he reflected, it may as well have been made of cloth.
They were watching him, waiting to see what he would do next. They were Saiyan all right, from what he could remember of his race, they were just like him!
And yet they were so powerful, he thought, he had hardly scratched them. He didn’t understand it. Pasun, the warrior of a thousand battles across the planet…
His mouth began to gape for a moment as the realisation danced from that last thought. Of course! He’d been rotting away on this rock while they had fought across the galaxy! He’d been such a fool!
Undoing what was left of the armour, he threw it on the ground. He didn’t care if any Soilians saw, more fool them for thinking a child in a spaceship was a god in the first place.
“So,” he began, his throat feeling surprisingly dry from the fight. “You want this planet, brother Saiyans?”

This is simply amazing. You're most certainly accepted.