NAME: Yarrou ALIASES: Little Miss Thunder-thighs SPECIES: Pureblood Saiyan AGE: 27 GENDER: Female STARTING PLANET: Earth
Yarrou is 167 cm in height and weights 83 kg. What? Her bmi must be off the charts! Hardly, with her level of fitness it is pure muscle and no one would ever guess that she weighed that much unless they tried to lift her into the air. The greatest bulk is contained in her legs and her kicks, delivered with precision and skill, have the power of that mass behind them. The kids at the academy dubbed her Little Miss Thunder-thighs mocking her muscular physique but Yarrou only beamed with pride each time she showed them how powerful were her kicks!
Her complexion is dark and her hair black as coal with raven dark eyes to match. Keeping her hair cut short it naturally tends to curl up into spiky tendrils with a will of its own. She used to keep it long but given her lifestyle it was more hindrance and work than it was worth. Oddly enough she would have a fit if her husband ever cut his glorious mane.
Her usual attire is Saiyan battle armor of black with bronze colored pauldrons; this coloration is reflected throughout her armour on both her bracers and boots. Overly protective of her sensitive tail, she always keeps it round her waist unless in private with her husband. She just doesn’t trust anyone else and fears its loss a bit more than she should. As the youngest of six siblings, it is not hard to imagine the reason why.
Childhood:six of one, half a dozen of the other
Yarrou was born the last of six children late in the life of her parents and grew up in a rough and tumble existence with her siblings. She adored her brothers and sisters, some who even had children of their own by the time she came into the world, and was constantly engaged with activities with one or the other. Her father worked in the military as a surgeon while her mother ran through one failed business scheme after the other. It was a strict environment in which everyone was given a place and was expected to fulfill the dreams that each had been allotted. Although she never had to question if she were loved, even at a very young age she knew that there was something quite not right about her mother. While her older siblings each had various reactions to their collective upbringing Yarrou bore no resentment toward the woman who her older sister said was great with babies but once they grew up enough to take on personalities of their own she just couldn’t cope. Who knew what sort of life experiences had shaped the woman but Yarrou always took care not to disrespect her in front of their father for the man would brook no such ill manner toward the woman he adored.
As such she was basically raised by her siblings, her father often away at one duty station or another and their mother becoming less and less functional over time lived her life as a shut in. Perhaps it was the tragic loss of her own parents which permanently affected the woman; it was something never discussed and remains a mystery. Her own experience with death came at a young age when her paternal grandfather passed away leaving her without elderly role models as his wife had died before her birth. She dearly adored the man who taught her about the native species and told wonderful tales of the olden days of Vegeta’s military might.
Doomed to disappointment, for her mother had planned out the careers of all her children, not one would grow into the profession the woman had devised. Yarrou was to become a teacher but she had dreams of her own and the will enough to follow them. Filled with the storied her grandfather had told, as well as wrestling around with her siblings, had instilled in her a desire to become a warrior. It suited her sense of adventure, her spirit for fighting, and her need to choose her own destiny. Growing up the youngest of six she was eager to establish her own identity for more often than not when people met her they always connected her to one or another of her siblings, “Oh you are Cabbi’s little sister!” She had her own name, damn it, and she was going to make certain people remembered it.
She had her father to thank for getting her a placement in the Academy despite her mother’s objections. That was when she learned that she had been more within the elite power spectrum. It was not something she had ever worried about but her father had said it was due to her mother’s concerns that it was hidden from her lest she be biased toward a military career. At any rate, she was glad that her father had supported her desires for she was more than primed to strike out on her own and distinguish herself from the rest of her siblings. Being of an elite stature didn’t mean beans to her if she couldn’t make a name for herself on her own. Her determination and drive caused her to push herself and she was always staying on for extra hours once the rest of the students had quit the training field. Let those elite warriors have their talent and rely upon this to get them through life; she was going to work hard and earn her ranks instead of relying upon some accident of birth. But so much raw and untrained energy was hard to tame. Focusing on Ki training did not come easy but she was stubborn enough to keep on with the training until she could harness her abilities. It was just fortunate that she was willing to put in the extra hours to grow in skill. There was no denying that martial arts was her favorite form of training and she grew to have a real love of the forms and katas she was learning.
There was nothing so satisfying to the young Saiyan as to go up against those who were bigger and endure their taunts, then to bring them down to size with her moves. Seeing her aptitude she was assigned a trainer in hand to hand techniques but her greatest advantage came from the power of her legs.
This wasn’t to say that she didn’t receive her fair share of defeats during sparring matches for there was always someone bigger and stronger, more powerful than she who was all to willing to take her down a peg or two. While that might have caused someone without her level of determination to just give up and wash out of the academy, it only seemed to inspire her to get back up and try again. Those elite who were oh so full of themselves became her favorite opponents for they gave her the roughest time, even going so far as to stick her with the nickname ‘Little Miss Thunder Thighs’. She quickly turned the tables by showing them what she could do and thereby changing the name into a badge of honor. Despite the hopes of her mother, Yarrou graduated the academy and found placement in the Saiyan Defence Forces.
It was a bit of a let down though, nothing like the tales that her grandfather told for her people were no longer driven toward conquest as in the days of old. Even so, there was ample occupation for the young recruit for the time being. A friend of her commanding officer who had left the military to form his own band of mercenaries for off world clients contacted the man seeking young and promising warriors that might be willing to come under his employ. Her commanding officer submitted her name as a likely a candidate and so it was that she became part of ‘The Raging Ōzarus’ under the leadership of Commander Daiko. Leaving Vegeta for the first time, she trained as a team to learn battle tactics and then went out on missions with the strike force. From time to time her squad, 2nd Assault Company Delta Squadron, would work with other squadrons of the ‘The Raging Ōzarus’ and that is when she first came into the acquaintance of Orion.
Mercenary Life: It was Daiko’s practice to deploy several squadrons for particularly difficult missions and so there had been numerous occasion where Beta and Delta squadron would work together. Orion readily drew her attention but the two never interacted in any memorable way each mindful of the missions rather than being distracted by social concerns. Still, she could not fail to notice how he threw himself head first into every encounter, yet for all his battle prowess those few elite warriors who were too full of themselves never failed to throw jibes his way. It was a disgusting trait, one of which she refused to take part. But neither did she approach the man in an attempt to befriend him for it was easy for her to see that even though he stood up under such hazing he had acquire a true dislike for those considered elite. It was all too familiar a story for her similar in feeling to how her older siblings would pick on her and sometimes exclude her from their activities. It was infuriating but she felt he would give her no thanks for interfering.
More often than not the squads were sent out on separate missions to capitalize on the number of jobs available but she heard word of his doings and even those times when he had been out on medical leave taking healing from his battle wounds. It wasn’t until they were deployed as a joint effort once again that she got to see first hand how reckless he had become and this time he was in a Medical Machine for weeks! It infuriated her once it dawned on her what he was trying to do. He was courting death in order to get his Zenkai to increase his power level. The damned fool. A whole lot of good it would do anyone if he got himself killed, maybe even others with such reckless behavior.
The moment he was able to receive visitors she gave him a firm piece of her mind at the end of her boot, planting a furious kick into his side. If he wanted to get hurt well then he could try that on for size. She made good and sure to tell him off and said that if he didn’t stop then next time she would make sure he never woke up from his injuries again.
Funny how it played out though for the explosive episode seemed to drawn him to her in the weeks that followed and they began to train together, working and fighting in concert to become a pretty good team. Eventually they began having an intimate relationship and before long they had accouncing their love for one another by declaring themselves mated. Yarrou was 25 years old.
Even as close as they became over the years, she never did tell him about the reading of her power level at birth. It was something she didn’t give two figs about but knew it was of too much importance to Orion. That was an issue she wished to avoid at all costs unsure if it would end their relationship or if he would begin to despise her. Of course the longer she kept the secret the more ill at ease she became because nothing remains secret forever and the truth would come out eventually.
Yeah well, Yarrou was happier than she had ever been, but to describe their life as blissful would spark a different view of their relationship for the two were constantly battling one another. Sparring and training, that is. It was something that they both thrived upon, the physical training and pitting their strength against one another. Solo training such as one on one matches as well as fighting as a duo against other pairs of warriors became their favorite off duty passtime. Naturally their enthusiasm drew the attention of Commander Daiko who began taking the pair on two on one to not only sharpen their skills but to keep his own in prime condition. It had been a while since he had two such individuals who focused so fervently upon the old arts and over time he began imparting his wisdom to the couple. Combination attacks where one would set the other up to come in for the kill but also deeper meditation techniques to help them harness their Ki and open up their true potential.
It was not enough that a warrior was physically strong but he had to be mentally strong and attuned with his inner spirit in order to truly succeed. Over time Orion began to abandon his suicidal tactics in battle adopting a much more intuitive approach to growth, of the mind, body, and spirit. It was a journey of discovery that she had scarce dreamed she would ever take on, so indeed she felt their lives were turning out quite idyllic. This is what they were born to do, she felt it on an instinctive level. While her mother hoped for grandchildren, babies she could spoil now that her child rearing years were over, Yarrou was content to leave that chore to her siblings. The field of battle was no place for a mother and she knew that it would spell the death of her career and that everything between she and Orion would change were she to conceive.
Receiving leave the couple went home to visit their families. She very much enjoyed meeting his family, though in truth she was afraid that they would not approve of her career but not one hint was dropped about when grandchildren might be expected. She knew the same would not be true when she introduced Orion to her family. He was welcomed warmly, her two brothers who were in the military especially approving of her choice in a mate. Her sisters teased her goodnaturedly and her father made sure to take time to give him the ‘better treat my baby right’ lecture. All in all things went much better than expected but yes...her mother inquired about grandchildren. It was her delusion that now her daughter had a mate she would give up the warring lifestyle and settle down but that was never Yarrou’s dream. So it was that they were on Vegeta when the Arcosian forces attacked. It was horrific in intensity and though she and Orion fought valiantly in the streets they were cut off from any forces of the Saiyans that had responded to the incursion. The two had to flee the planet never knowing what became of either of their families. Hoping that at least her brother’s had been able to get them all to safety, they fled the surface in a Space Pod. Once word reached them that some survivors had gone to a planet called earth, they decided to travel there and see how many of them were left hoping beyond hope that they would find them safe. Of their Commander no word had been received. The only thing Yarrou knew was that they had to survive so that they could seek revenge…
Zenkai Bonus: Upon taking serious, life-threatening damage in battle those with Saiyan blood can gain a zenkai upon recovering from these injuries, which can cause rapid increases in power.
Tail Weakness: If an opponent grabs hold of a Saiyans tail (*done via Non-Tech attack or a suitable Technique, Non-Tech being avoidable as per normal non-tech avoidance and Technique by successfully avoiding or blocking the attack in question) such pain is sent through the Saiyans body that they are nearly paralyzed by it, a Saiyan in such a state cannot spent KP. This weakness can be trained away via a technique at 10,000 PL
In addition, if a Saiyan's tail is ever removed, they can expend a Technique Slot to regrow it. This can only be done once, however: Once you lose that second tail, you'll never be able to grow another.
Saiyan Pride: When a Saiyan is defeated in combat, their very essence yearns for another chance to best their foe. Whenever you do battle with a character who has beaten you before, you gain +x2 to your current modifier. If you have no modifiers, this is considered a Permanent x2 Transformation. Once you have achieved victory over the rival in question, you lose this bonus.
Saiyan Pride can not stack.
Description:Upon exerting the force of her Ki, a blue aura is discernible.
First Transformation: Oozaru
Description:A trait possessed by anyone with Saiyan heritage as long as they possess a tail, which is where the glands for the transformation reside. Absorbing Blutz waves through the eyes, either as reflected sunlight from the moon or created by a Blutz generator, the Saiyan turns into a ‘great ape’ rampaging uncontrolled unless gaining mastery of the beast.
Mechanics:Power level multiplier x5
Duration: Permanent. Requires Blutz Generator to use and Oozaru Mastery to control.
[N1] Ki-Infused Melee Attack: "Just an Attention Getter"
Description:Yarrou has acquired the ability to supercharge her melee attacks by harnessing her Ki. As the blue aura surrounds her form this heightened energy is unleashed upon the foe, or perhaps even a mouthy friend, to deliver one heck of a wallop upon contact.
Mechanics:Deals 33% of her current PL in damage, functions identically to a ranged attack.
[UP2] Super Ki-Infused Melee Attack: "Da Love Tap"
Description: Continuing her training, Yarrou has increased the strength of her Ki-based attack. The blue aura expands further about her form until it is releases with even greater effect upon her intended target.
Mechanics: Deals 66% of her current PL in damage, functions identically to a ranged attack.
[SU1] Afterimage: "Over here Fool!"
Description: Yarrou has the ability to unleash a sudden burst of speed which leaves behind an image of herself in her former position to fool her opponents. During this sprinting maneuver she is able to move so fast that one fails to detect she has moved before it is too late.
Mechanics: Allows her to completely dodge techniques that lie 100% below her PL, uses 1 KP in KP Battles.
Last Edit: May 25, 2018 12:59:50 GMT -6 by Yarrou: wip
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