Post by Peardian on Apr 10, 2019 23:36:50 GMT
Character Name:
Peardian
Gender:
F
Race:
Tuffle
Transformation Path:
Evolution Line
Date of Birth:
Age 985
Age:
15
Fighting Style:
Balanced
Appearance: <---
History:
Birth to Eight: Peardian was born to two full blooded Tuffle parents on the outskirts of Katas Harbor, born at the stroke of midnight on the night of a new moon. As she began to grow, it became evident that the toys she got to play with were mainly building blocks and child safe action figures that she liked to dismantle and remodel. Of course the remodeling was very sloppy at first.. buuut as she grew more coordinated the old projects actually became more advanced and she eventually started watching her father work out in the garage.
Age Eight: Peardian was sitting in her father's garage one day when someone came up, a younger girl and asked to play. After asking her father and getting his approval, the young brown haired girl would bring her to the toys she had and the two would then get to know each other and Peardian would eventually be introduced to the girl's other friends and in turn gain them as friends herself.
Age Ten: After much begging, Peardian's father Oren finally let her help him dismantle and remantle some things as she was sick of just remodeling her toys over and over and over again. Being taught more complicated mechanics gave rise to quick learning thanks to being a natural born mechanic, and even creating her own little blaster that she got to carry for self defense.
Age Fourteen->Fifteen: Peardian's friend Berru's mother finally introduced themselves and let Peardian explore the lab where her friend's mother worked, and it seemed pretty cool until one day while watching television a winged superhero had suddenly flown into the sky and made her squeal with delight. Upon telling her parents where she was going, the tuffle girl ran to her friend Berru's house and asked her mother to help make her some wings to work just like the superheroes so she could fly like her friends.
Of course this was at first rejected, but upon seeing the desperate desire Kaioda caved and helped her friend's daughter get her wish. Although after much trial and error, the goal was achieved a year after she was asked and for her 15th birthday Peardian managed to give herself the present of wings with help from her friend's mother. The wings were a mix of cybernetics and synthetic cells taken straight from Peardian, and with trial and error she became pretty good at flying and would soon take to the skies alongside her friends.
Personality:
Curious, friendly, good natured and funny. Peardian loves to crack a joke or two when she can and also enjoys teasing her friends, but aspires to be super strong so she can be a superhero. She is more likely to get sad than upset if she's yelled at or called names, but usually she's so upbeat it's hard to make Peardian be even slightly pessimistic.
Starting Techniques:
[ST] Flight: Self Explanatory
[ST] Ki Sense: Self Explanatory
[ST] Ki Suppression
[PT] Winged Strike: Using her wings, Peardian flies forwards in a dash attack of sorts while attempting to punch her opponent.
[PT] Blunt Wing: Peardian flies into her opponent and attempts a sort of clothesline technique with her wings.
[RPT] Spread Scatter Shot: Using her handmade blaster gun, Peardian fires a quick set of small energy blasts at her enemy.
Example Roleplay:
Moonlight? What was that? To everyone on Namek there was never a moment of darkness, so sleeping in broad daylight was the main way everyone went to bed. Peardian woke up as her alarm clock buzzed in said daylight, making the young tuffle girl groan softly and cover her head with her wings to block out the noise that continued to just keep going and going and going to the point she finally shut it off and got up now that the alarm clock had done it's job of waking the bedheaded teenager up.
Yawning widely as she stood in her comfortably sized room and stretched out her wings, the young tuffle would then wander towards her mirror and hairbrush in order to begin freshening herself up for the day. Once Peardian's hair was tousled in a neat manner as opposed to the fluffed up disaster she normally woke up with, she then changed into a normal day's outfit instead of pajamas and chucked said latter articles of clothing into the laundry bin before humming down into the hallway.
Everything seemed to be normal so far, so Peardian continued to hum while brushing her teeth and then grabbing a paper towel after in order to wipe off the leftover toothpaste on her face before heading downstairs to greet her mother who had just finished cooking bacon and waffles. Giving her mother a happy hug before moving to help set the table, the tuffle girl would then go over to the garage door and call her father in for breakfast before they all sat down to eat.
"How was your sleep, Peardian? Did it go alright hon, you said you had a nightmare not too long ago."The first person to speak was none other than the winged girl's mother, Nanabi, who had had to wake her up and calm her daughter down from a nightmare that had happened two days ago about their cat having gotten run over when in all actuality said cat, christened Fluffy, was just fine.
In fact, the cat hopped up on Peardian's lap and started purring while she ate and had conversation with her parents like they did at breakfast every day. Giving Fluffy a piece of bacon and petting her with one hand, Peardian then nodded and reassured her mother that she was fine now, and she did indeed rest well. "Yeah mom, I'm fine, I promise. Don't worry, I had an awesome dream that I was a superhero last night and it was amazing, you guys were there and you were so proud! Only thing I didn't like was my alarm clock waking me up from it though that wasn't very nice." The trio then continued to talk over breakfast, discussing dreams and plans for the day.
Peardian
Gender:
F
Race:
Tuffle
Transformation Path:
Evolution Line
Date of Birth:
Age 985
Age:
15
Fighting Style:
Balanced
Appearance: <---
History:
Birth to Eight: Peardian was born to two full blooded Tuffle parents on the outskirts of Katas Harbor, born at the stroke of midnight on the night of a new moon. As she began to grow, it became evident that the toys she got to play with were mainly building blocks and child safe action figures that she liked to dismantle and remodel. Of course the remodeling was very sloppy at first.. buuut as she grew more coordinated the old projects actually became more advanced and she eventually started watching her father work out in the garage.
Age Eight: Peardian was sitting in her father's garage one day when someone came up, a younger girl and asked to play. After asking her father and getting his approval, the young brown haired girl would bring her to the toys she had and the two would then get to know each other and Peardian would eventually be introduced to the girl's other friends and in turn gain them as friends herself.
Age Ten: After much begging, Peardian's father Oren finally let her help him dismantle and remantle some things as she was sick of just remodeling her toys over and over and over again. Being taught more complicated mechanics gave rise to quick learning thanks to being a natural born mechanic, and even creating her own little blaster that she got to carry for self defense.
Age Fourteen->Fifteen: Peardian's friend Berru's mother finally introduced themselves and let Peardian explore the lab where her friend's mother worked, and it seemed pretty cool until one day while watching television a winged superhero had suddenly flown into the sky and made her squeal with delight. Upon telling her parents where she was going, the tuffle girl ran to her friend Berru's house and asked her mother to help make her some wings to work just like the superheroes so she could fly like her friends.
Of course this was at first rejected, but upon seeing the desperate desire Kaioda caved and helped her friend's daughter get her wish. Although after much trial and error, the goal was achieved a year after she was asked and for her 15th birthday Peardian managed to give herself the present of wings with help from her friend's mother. The wings were a mix of cybernetics and synthetic cells taken straight from Peardian, and with trial and error she became pretty good at flying and would soon take to the skies alongside her friends.
Personality:
Curious, friendly, good natured and funny. Peardian loves to crack a joke or two when she can and also enjoys teasing her friends, but aspires to be super strong so she can be a superhero. She is more likely to get sad than upset if she's yelled at or called names, but usually she's so upbeat it's hard to make Peardian be even slightly pessimistic.
Starting Techniques:
[ST] Flight: Self Explanatory
[ST] Ki Sense: Self Explanatory
[ST] Ki Suppression
[PT] Winged Strike: Using her wings, Peardian flies forwards in a dash attack of sorts while attempting to punch her opponent.
[PT] Blunt Wing: Peardian flies into her opponent and attempts a sort of clothesline technique with her wings.
[RPT] Spread Scatter Shot: Using her handmade blaster gun, Peardian fires a quick set of small energy blasts at her enemy.
Example Roleplay:
Moonlight? What was that? To everyone on Namek there was never a moment of darkness, so sleeping in broad daylight was the main way everyone went to bed. Peardian woke up as her alarm clock buzzed in said daylight, making the young tuffle girl groan softly and cover her head with her wings to block out the noise that continued to just keep going and going and going to the point she finally shut it off and got up now that the alarm clock had done it's job of waking the bedheaded teenager up.
Yawning widely as she stood in her comfortably sized room and stretched out her wings, the young tuffle would then wander towards her mirror and hairbrush in order to begin freshening herself up for the day. Once Peardian's hair was tousled in a neat manner as opposed to the fluffed up disaster she normally woke up with, she then changed into a normal day's outfit instead of pajamas and chucked said latter articles of clothing into the laundry bin before humming down into the hallway.
Everything seemed to be normal so far, so Peardian continued to hum while brushing her teeth and then grabbing a paper towel after in order to wipe off the leftover toothpaste on her face before heading downstairs to greet her mother who had just finished cooking bacon and waffles. Giving her mother a happy hug before moving to help set the table, the tuffle girl would then go over to the garage door and call her father in for breakfast before they all sat down to eat.
"How was your sleep, Peardian? Did it go alright hon, you said you had a nightmare not too long ago."The first person to speak was none other than the winged girl's mother, Nanabi, who had had to wake her up and calm her daughter down from a nightmare that had happened two days ago about their cat having gotten run over when in all actuality said cat, christened Fluffy, was just fine.
In fact, the cat hopped up on Peardian's lap and started purring while she ate and had conversation with her parents like they did at breakfast every day. Giving Fluffy a piece of bacon and petting her with one hand, Peardian then nodded and reassured her mother that she was fine now, and she did indeed rest well. "Yeah mom, I'm fine, I promise. Don't worry, I had an awesome dream that I was a superhero last night and it was amazing, you guys were there and you were so proud! Only thing I didn't like was my alarm clock waking me up from it though that wasn't very nice." The trio then continued to talk over breakfast, discussing dreams and plans for the day.