[CHAR] Dragon Ball ~ The 13th Angel

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Zepura of the Demon Realm

Name: Zepura

Appearance: Zepura

Age: 38

Universe of Origin: Demon Realm/Universe 7

Race: Demon

Gender: Female

Personality: Zepura is a proud member of the demon race but is smart enough to not let that pride cloud her judgement. As a demon Zepura finds it hard to think of anyone outside her own race as an equal and will not go out of her way to help others. She will lend assistance however when it suits her own purposes. Despite her brutish appearance she is a tactical fighter who will use the terrain to her advantage if possible.

Bio: Zepura's birth was a unique one. She was born with the help of an ancient ritual to endow her with magical powers from birth. The ritual was a success but the effects were not as apparent as the demons had hoped. She was indeed gifted and grew stronger and faster than many but by age 15 her growth slowed down considerably and soon her growth had ground to a halt. Tried as she might her powers would barely grow from then on.

Her parents were disappointed as they had hoped to become a powerful clan in the demon realm, enough to become fit to rule by their king's side. Tried as she might she has yet to figure out a way to resume her growth and the shame of her failure has hung over her for many years. Unable to increase her power further she was forced to instead grow her wit and technique instead.

Once Daiquirian noticed her, he told her flat out she had potential but that there was something preventing her improvement. Unable to ignore the revelation she begged the angel to train her, to which he agreed, but under a few conditions. Normally he would not allow any demons to travel with him as the demon realm was sealed away, but as long as she promised not to share information back to the demon realm and to follow his every order, she would be allowed to tag along.

Annoyed by the conditions, but ready to bank on the chance the Angel could help unlock her potential she agreed. She only hopes she doesn't live to regret her decision.

Aura Color: SnowBlue

Preferred Fighting Style: A combination of melee and magic for an oppressive power-style. She also wields a demon-face club with magical properties to become a heavy-hitter. Even without her club though, her marital arts and magics make her a worthy fighter. She likes to weave magic spells into her attacks to try and force her opponent into a corner for a big finishing blow.

Signature Combat Techniques:

EarthQuake Hammer Blast: Endowing her demon club with magical energies she slams it onto the ground, causing a concentrated earthquake toward the target. After a brief moment the gruond underneath the target erupts into many shards of rubble to pummel the opponent with.

Gravity Pressure Seal: Making a clenched fist, a strange symbol will appear in the sky above her target. She then swings her fist down which causes the seal to activate, creating an intense gravitational pressure on the target area. The gravitational force greatly depends on her magical reserves.

Stone Enforcement: Slamming her fist into her palm she activates this magic, which causes the surrounding area to get ripped from the ground and bond with her body to create a protective layer. This skill requires a constant application of magical power however so it's usable time is limited.

Approximate Combat Strength: Picollo after fusion with Nail

[DrTwit]

Dashade of Universe 6

Dashade (Icicle)

"Apologies for the rude interruption, but those are my men you are intent on harming, something which I can not allow"

_Name

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Formerly Icicle, changed to Dashade

_Age

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30

_Gender

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Male

_Appearance

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He’s tall for a Changeling, which is still small for other races, sharing his mother’s dark green color scheme. One feature he holds dear is that one of his black horns is broken in half, an old injury, an old failure.

_Race

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Arcosian/Changling/Ice-Bastards

_{Universe of Origin}

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Universe 6

_Personality

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Dashade is usually a calm, polite and collected individual. Carrying himself as an honorable fighter who tries not to do anything without a good reason (Even if sometimes he does completely go against this), as he wishes to restore the name of his clan away from it's foolish roots, he becomes panicked whenever he feels embarrassed. He'll try to use any word that sounds smart, even if he doesn't know what it means, to look better. In a way, he has a bit of an inferiority complex. Overall he values the attribute of loyalty, loyalty to his cause, his people and his blood. He has seen evils, he has committed deeds that would make him question everything, but when you live under propaganda, you tend to find justifications an easy aspect collect.

_Bio

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Icicle is an oddball in light of his people’s reputations, growing up much like any with a perceived noble blood backing them would grow, as an egotistical brat. You're led to believe that every other species exists below your own and you take it in stride and if you're lucky you'll be able to keep with this notion, otherwise it will end up knocking you off your pedestal and into the mud, lower than you ever thought. As a young boy, Icicle's ego and loose tongue brought him to his knees before his family, a word spoken out of turn left him hospitalized and shamed. Whatever family he had were family no more. He was disowned, stripped of his name and sent off to serve in the military where at least a disappointment like him could make a good meat shield.

The greater years of his life, where at his lowest point he was given the shameful name 'Dashade', were spent under the boot heel of his superiors. At first, it was his personal hell, but soon it grew on him. He had been so lost before, so abandoned by purpose, yet rising through the ranks, fight side-by-side with other grunts, he found value in discipline, companionship, loyalty and blind, blind devotion. Icicle was a noble mistake, but Dashade was a loyal soldier. His duty was his mistress and his superiors were his Gods, who he worshiped through his undying loyalty. He would make up for his past failures by pledging his soul to his people.

Too bad for him that a series of mistakes lead to him once more being considered a traitor, cut down by those he once stood beside for his mistake and left for dead. It was only thanks to the timely arrival of an Angel, one who saw potential in him, that he wasn't slumming it in the other world. Such an act can bring birth to some usefuly blind loyalty.

_{Preferred Fighting Style (Melee/Ki Blasts/Balanced/Magic)}

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Dashade very much likes to be adaptable for the situation, hoping to balance out his skill set to make good use of his meele capabilities, setting opponents up for a devistating ki blast using his tail and feet to throw, trip and disorientate his opponents.

_{Signature Combat Techniques}

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Milky Cannon: Stole- Inspired by a fighter very much like Universe 7's Ginyu, this is a Ki Blast that is charged up and detonated at the users will, allowing Dashade to either use it as a quick offensive get away, or a hidden attack to catch his opponent from behind. No soldier should leave base without a few energy mines.

Burning Blood: Channeling his Ki around him, Dashade is able to coat him self in his Ki for a limited time, where he is able to charge into his opponent and attempt to slam into them as much as possible before he runs dry.

Cerulean Cannon: A risky, but powerful attack that requires time to charge. By channeling electricity through one's own body, Dashade can transfer the currents into energy to explode out of one hand, letting loose a devastating blast that will leave the user quite drained. The risk of manipulating such things in your body is high, if done wrong or simply using too much power, the move can end up backfiring on the user and even incapacitating them for a time. When Dashade first used this move he ended up with a dead arm for over a week.

_{Approximate Combat Strength}

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Mid Namek Saga Vegeta

_{Aura Color}

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Green

[KiltmanBagz]

Kriss Emberfang of universe 9

Reality is a jungle. I am the hunter. Everyone else is prey.

Name: Kriss Emberfang

Appearance: The above image is her basic aesthetic and look, though I imagine her animal features are a little more exaggerated. Additionally stripes on arms and legs, More claw-like hands, and very pronounced fangs. She stands roughly 6 foot even with the ears. In addition to the scars on her face, one of which nearly blinding her in her right eye, hence the discolorations, she has various combat scars on her arms and legs as well.

Age: 28

Universe of Origin: 9

Race: Maeroko

Gender: Female

Personality: Whoever Kriss was before losing her family, it would be hard to say. That person seemed to have died with her family. Who she is now is, in a word, intense. She has a straightforward nature, not one to mince words or hold back opinions. She has a quick temper, but she doesn't seem to hold grudges. Perhaps her single-minded desire for vengeance upon the Hakaishin who destroyed her world has taken up all the room she has for petty grievances. She’s been alone for the better part of 3 years now, scaring off or killing anyone she's seen while sticking mostly to wild and inhospitable planets, so how she'll interact with teammates and training partners will remain to be seen. Has she abandoned attachments to avoid pain, or will she find a new family in this unlikely band of warriors?

Bio: Universe 9 is a violent and harsh universe to live in. To survive takes strength and determination, to thrive takes something more. Kriss had more strength than some, and with no one attachments, she did what she must to survive. Time and struggle forged her from a feral youth into a strong and fierce woman, able to carve out a living in the wild struggle for life. She never wanted more than to keep moving forward and providing for herself. Despite that, in time, she found she had things she never set out to find: Love, family, a husband, children, a place to call home. There was a blissful, handful of years where the Maeroko woman believed she found a lasting happiness. Queen of her jungle of a universe, strong enough to protect and provide for her family. But nothing is certain in the jungle. Even a mighty tiger can lose everything to a god.

While off-world on a job, her planet was visited by their universe’s Hakaishin. It doesn’t take much imagination to figure out what happened next. The discovery that her world wasn’t even left as rubble, that there wasn’t remains to bury of her lost loved ones, that there wasn’t a single thing left to remember them by, broke her in ways that words could not describe. Rage and grief consumed her and left her a shell of what she was. She spent a few years afterward as a wandering half-mad animal. She went from world to world, fighting, killing, and wishing to find a foe powerful enough to end her pain.

She couldn’t tell you how many fell before her in those few years. She knew her hands were stained with the blood of countless warriors. She longed for an honorable death to find her. But, despite the odds, she always managed to survive. One day, after a particularly savage fight, Kriss was resting in a cave. As she was licking her wounds, an angel appeared before her. Only exhaustion kept her from attacking the stranger. Though her greeting to the angel was nothing more snarling fangs and barred claws, the Angel offered her something that pulled her back to sanity, a chance to gain enough strength to challenge gods. Her world crystalized the drowning chaos of despair into a new kind of clarity. A goal to focus her pain and suffering towards, vengeance.

Aura Color: Fiery Red

Preferred Fighting Style: Melee, minor blast/energy techniques
Kriss has always been an up close and personal fighter. Fangs and claws and passion. Overwhelming foes with a relentless ferocity that could almost seem like wild madness. But she isn’t a mad dog, she is a mighty hunter. She fights with savage speed and agility, her attacks meant to wound, disable, to weaken her foes so that she may move in for the kill. She can throw the odd Ki blast now and again, but it’s not exactly her preferred or most practiced skill. Most of her energy skills are meant to augment her hand to hand combat.

Signature Combat Techniques:

Bloody Claws: Running into a foe that is tougher or stronger than you isn’t uncommon in Universe 9. This technique is meant to help overcome that difference in power by allowing her to focus her offense has helped her bring down daunting foes in the past. By focusing her energy on her hands and the tips of claws, she makes them more likely to rend and damage. (Think Destructo disc on the fingers, though perhaps less intensely devastating)

Inferno Rush: For a brief time Kriss can channel her ki in a manner that boosts her speed, though it cuts her raw power. The intensity of this focused ki manifests in her body, generating great amounts of heat and her ki, even generating fire about her hands and feet, adding an extra layer of damage to the attack. This move is somewhat strenuous on her as one might imagine.

Blazing Roar: As of yet, her only named long-range attack, as well as the closest thing she has to an ace in the hole. As the name suggests, she unleashes a savage blast of fiery ki from her mouth. This takes a lot out of her to use and is meant to be an attack of overwhelming force and fire when her claws and fists fail her.

Approximate Combat Strength:
Krillin after having his potential unlocked by Guru

[NacNak]

Majin Eve of Universe 11

Hmmm... You look strong... Hehehe, I bet you make great candy!

Name: Eve

Appearance:.
Eve stands at five and a half feet tall, aside from what clothing that she's already shown wearing, she has black and gold trimmed wristbands, and black slightly pointed boots which her baggy gi pants are tucked into, her boots are also gold trimmed.

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Age: [Error.]

Universe of Origin: 11.

Race: Majin.

Gender: Female.

Personality:.
Majin Eve is cheerful and or happy almost 65-70% of the time when she's not fighting, but when she is fighting, depending on the situation, she can get serious. She happens to have a serous sweet tooth, to the point that, if one was to bribe her with the promise of sweets, she'd do almost anything for them, be it to stop fighting them, or to kill for them, as she doesn't understand what's right and what's wrong.

Despite her jovial nature, her childlike mindset is what makes her dangerous, makes her unpredictable. She can go from zero to one hundred at the drop of a pin if something sets her off. She even has a darker side to herself that she herself doesn't know about that's more or less the opposite of herself that can brought out, or take over in rare moments of extreme anger, a primal, uncontrollable rage.

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Bio:.
No one really knows where she came from, what might have created her, or if she had been there since the beginning. But she's been around far longer than any god of destruction has been. Despite the threat she posed to the universe around her, she had remained hidden from the god's sight, by a very talented magician who just so happened to... Strike an agreement with the temperamental pink demon. And thus the magician managed to collect himself a very powerful, very dangerous companion to be at his beck and call, at the promise of sweets.

Ever since that agreement was struck, Eve had been used as a force of evil, doing as her master commanded with little hesitation, without comprehending what she was really doing. The magician gathered himself a little gang, or rather, an army, a small empire of villainy, with the help of his Majin companion. Using her power as a threat, he subjugated the scum of the universe to work for him. With his end goal to rule the universe.

All was going well for the magician, his companion Eve content with the piles of candy he had given her, he himself, content with the army of darkness he had amassed. That is, until Universe eleven's very own Pride Troopers caught wind of his operation. A swift fist of justice rained down upon the magician's army, they didn't stand a chance as they were wiped out with ease. With only himself and his Majin companion left, the magician cowered behind Eve, who he ordered to fight the Pride trooper's. Eve happily accepted the task, only after she was promised a mountain's worth of candy. And so she clashed with the Hero's of universe eleven, and failed.

Eve fought as hard as she could, and she held on for far longer than one would have at her level. But despite her uncanny regeneration, her wacky body bending powers, her magic, she just wasn't strong enough. While she combated the Pride Troopers, the magician escaped. Eve was left to fend for herself. The childlike Majin became frustrated, and used all her power to try and destroy the planet to take out the Hero's, but even that wasn't enough. Eve was imprisoned in a magically sealed shell as no ordinary prison would hold her, and there she stay, frozen in a magic induced stasis for the foreseeable future.

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Aura Color: Pink.

Preferred Fighting Style: Balanced.
As much as she enjoys firing ki blasts from her hands towards her opponents she also has a deep somewhat primal urge and want to fight in hand to hand combat as well, mostly in the form of rushing her opponent with powerful rapid punches and kicks, sometimes grappling her opponent to throw them around like a rag doll.

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Signature Combat Techniques:

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Cannonball: She curls herself into a ball, tucking her arms and legs close to her body as if she was going to jump into a pool, however when she does this, she rockets towards her opponent to slam into them with crushing force, she can even put a spin on it to inflict more damage.

Make You Candy: A fun way to defeat a powerful or weak foe, and make a delicious treat while she's at it. From her head tentacles she can fire one or multiple magical beams of energy that, if they hit, turns whatever gets hit into candy. Alternatively she can turn stuff into other foods if she so wanted to.

Big Boom: When she's had enough, when she's not having fun anymore, when she can't find a way to win, Eve will raise her hands above her head, and pour all of her energy, as much as she can muster, into a planet destroying destructive ball of Ki to throw at whoever has pushed her to her limits.

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Approximate Combat Strength: Captain Ginyu at his peak. [120,000.]

Other:

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Sythis

Name: Sythis
Appearance: pre07.deviantart.net/29f0/th/pre/f/20…
Age: 28
Universe of Origin: Universe 7
Race: Saiyan
Gender: Male
Personality: Sythis is somewhat laid back and while stuck on the world he was raised on, he enjoyed resting in the sun. He can become hot headed and impulsive when angered or pushed over the edge

Bio: Sythis was born on the soon-to-be doomed Planet Vegeta to a pair of mid-level Saiyan warriors who were dispatched to a troublesome world that was able to hold it's own against the Frieza force personal sent against it. A few weeks later, contact was lost with the squad sent to the planet and another group of Saiyans were sent out. Despite Sythis being a baby, Sythis was sent along due to having a higher then average power level from birth as King Vegeta thought he could be of some use. As soon as the group landed on the planet, they saw that the planet was in bad shape. Cities had been demolished and bodies littered the surroundings. It was shortly after landing that they saw a sight that made the warrior's blood run cold.

The previous squad was on display for the attackers to see. Three of the five Saiyans that were sent to the planet first were being displayed from the top of a destroyed building. Energy bindings were being used to hold them in place. The first squad was barely alive and the second the second squad attempted to let them loose, they were ambushed. Wolf-like creatures appeared out of nowhere and began attacking all of the remaining Saiyans with both Ki attacks and technological weapons that the Saiyans had trouble defending against. After a very difficult battle, the few remaining surviving Saiyans were captured and once against put on display. The natives of the planet, having seen what happened when the warriors were allowed to use their tails, immediately cut them off and put the survivors on display with the exception of Sythis who was supposed to be studied to find out more about the Saiyans and what weaknesses could be exploited in their next encounter with them. The infant was thrown in a cell.

It was later that day when the two remaining Saiyans from the first squad launched their attack.

Sythis's parents, the last two survivors from the first squad were able to sneak in and free the remaining Saiyans and they launched a brutal counterattack and attempted to find Sythis who was being studied by alien scientists. The battle raged on for a full day when the sun finally set. Despite knowing what happened when Saiyans encounter a full moon with their tails they did not remove Sythis's, perhaps thinking that the infant saiyan posed no threat

This proved to be a mistake.

As the last remaining tail-less Saiyans fell, three massive forms appeared in the night. Sythis and his parents who had transformed into their great ape forms unleashed destruction upon the survivors of the last attack. Despite being out-matched by the Saiyans, the natives of the planet managed to bring down his parents and himself by blasting off their tails before Sythis's parents managed to kill the last of the attackers.

The planet had been secured at the cost of many lives. And Sythis and his badly wounded parents were the last remaining sentient life forms on the planet. Eventually, with the last of their strength, his parents managed to put the baby Saiyan in his pod and made sure he would be placed in a state of suspended animation for five years, leaving a recording of why he would be waking up alone, how he could survive and how he could grow stronger along with the history of the Saiyans and their legends. After five years, the pod opened and the young Saiyan ventured out into the devastated planet. Despite being hunted at first, he quickly learned how to hunt, how to use basic ki abilities and after a while, learned how to fly. After being stuck on the planet for many years and becoming stronger and stronger by fighting the various beasts on the planet and simply surviving the hostile environment, he was one day visited by a stranger who claimed that he could take him away from all this.

Aura Color: Silver
Preferred Fighting Style: Balanced
Signature Combat Techniques:

Bone Breaker Strike: Closes to close range and slams into an opponent at full speed and follows it up with a close range energy blast if they are stunned by the initial attack.

Corona Launcher: Unleashes a massive blast of super-heated energy at a target

Nova Barrage: Sythis unleashes a barrage of super-heated energy blasts at an opponent or multiple opponents. The more that hit, the more damage is done.

Approximate Combat Strength: First Stage Frieza on Namek