Tarssin

MSN- Twarren_raiders@hotmail.com
Name: Tarssin

Gender: Male

Age: 20

Race: Legendary Saiyan

Planet: Planet Vegeta

Family: has no living family

Techniques: Tenganja Blast: Tarssin Brings his right arm up, and brings his left arm up to support the right. He yells “TENGANJA HHAAAAAAAAAAAA”. A small red beam, only the size of his palm comes out of his extended right arm. When the blast hits it explodes, the resulting blast sends the foe flying and deals most of the damage.

Separation blade: Tarssin extends his index and middle finger, and a small red beam hovers out of it. Stable and un-moving it sustains it self one inch out form the two fingers. He then flashes in and out of view growing ever closer to his opponent. When he gets into a reasonable view of the target he bring the fingers forward and releases the bottled up energy, a beam of epic proportions is brought forth, the beam is red and 5 feet in diameter.

Ki Barrier: Tarssin extends his aura then condenses it into a barrier to protect him with. Though not affective against heavy attacks it can block most average hits.

Aura color: Blood Red

Weapon(s): Has no weapons (as he sees these a disgrace to any warrior).

Appearance: He is tall and muscular. He has broad shoulders that bulge out from his neck. Most of the time he has a stern and serious look on his face. He has spiky dirty blond hair with black steaks running length wise through his hair. His eyes are a dark blue color with a blood red ring in them. His amour is a variation of Saiyan battle amour. It’s chest plate it jet black. The shoulders and belt are blood red. The pants are jet black also, but instead of being the spandex material that the normal Saiyan pants are they are made of a cloth like material that is a little baggy. The boots he wears are jet with red stripes.
->Weight: 210
->Height: 6 foot3
->Hair Color: dirty blonde and black
->Hair Length: 16 long
->Eye Color: blue with a red ring
->Facial Hair: none
->Armor Appearance: see description
->Scars: none
->Tail Color: black

Picture: see avatar
Personality: Psychotic like all of his legendary saiyan brothers , he loves to see his foes curdle in pain. Killing in cold blood is nothing new for him and he has grown to love it. He seldom ever speaks but when he does he speaks with a low eerie voice, Similar to that of Sephiroth from final fantasy 7 advent children.

Background: Tarssin was born to a mother and a father much like any kid. But at the age of eight had seen so much violence and bloodshed it would make most men sick to the stomach, never mind that of a child. On his eight birth day he walked into his house after a day of stealing for food and money t support his family. Stepping into his house he sees a grim-son scene, his mother and older brother are dead and his father is standing over the bodies laughing.

Turning around his father, drenched in blood speaks “ahhh Tarssin my boy, I see that you have noticed your mother and father huh kid. Well that’s what happens when you try to run away kid. Now come here daddies got a present for you”. Stunned and not believing this is real the boy runs for his life. Sprinting down the small alleys of the run down neighbor hood he lived in he ran for his life. His pants wet with urine he looked back to see if his father was chasing. Turning his head he saw only the alley behind him. Slowing down he tried to catch his breath, sweat running down his tear soaked face he tried to make sense of what was happening. But just as he had stopped his assailant turned the corner in front of him. “Why run kid, its only delaying the inevitable, I mean you’re brother tried to run to but I just couldn’t have that. So why don’t you get you’re puss ass over hear huh, take it like a man kid!!” spoke his father in the grimmest voice imaginable.

“Uph uph uph” went the small boy as his father trying to punch the life out of him. Blood spurting out of his mouth he was begging to loose consciousness. Another punch came from the muscular arm of his father. “So your still going, wow what a trooper you are son, NOW STOP THIS FULLISHNESS AND DIE!” screamed his father as he slammed another fist into his stomach. “Why me, why me, why me” was all that went through Tarssin’s mind as his father proceeded to attempt his life.

The next minutes were the slowest of his life, but the inevitable did happen, Tarssin lost consciousness. His had let down his father kept punching, one after another. But as the 5th one came, Tarssin’s head bobbed. He was alive!! As the next punch was drawn back and thrown Tarssin catch it with all his strength and with some unknown strength crushed his fathers hand in two. His eyes hollow and endearing he proceeded to extend his leg into the chest of his father.

The force sent his dad flying into the wall of a building behind him. Dropping down Tarssin wiped his mouth and kicked his hand down quickly to his side, a small beam of red energy extended from his index and middle finger, three inches out. His father now out of the rubble that his body had made stood clutching his right hand, blood running down it he yelled “YOU LITTLE BASTARD YOU, LOOK WHAT YOU HAVE DONE. DAMN YOU DIE!!!!” Sending three ki blasts at his son he stared on looking in a blank surprised look. Tarssin dodged all of the beams and was now in the middle of a corkscrew, as it ended he shot the beam out at his dad, the beam grew to an exponential size and blew his father into the air. Then slamming his foot into the ground he spun around and yelled “TENGENJA HA!!!” in his squeaky voice. The second beam exploded like fireworks on July the first.

As the dust settled Tarssin's father was hanging form a destroyed buildings rubble with an iron rod stuck through his chest. “Dimmit you little freak you” were the last words that his father said as his head dipped and life left him.

Now Tarssin wonders the galaxy looking for people to kill and cites to burn.
Power Level: 12,000

Zenni- 10,000

Requesting a bb

Accepted

bb with Cell