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  1. Key: TacoHour
  2. Char name: Riku
  3. Topic: Freeform
  4. What you're apping for: Saiyan
  5. Sample RP: *Riku raised his gloved hand, pressing against the rectangular green button that was located on the side of his scouter. A faint alarm resonated within his ear drum, indicating that the small machine was scanning a power level. A basic GUI blinked into life on the small screen. "A reading of three-hundred. Pitiful." His voice boomed throughout the battle field.
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  7. Energy accumulated within his, rising to the surface. Riku's body released a steady amount of ki, a purple aura wrapped around his body like a blanket. A surge of energy entered his palm, releasing to form a ball of condensed energy that shone brightly in the darkness. "This wasteland is a perfect place for you to meet your demise!" stormed from his mouth. The energy traveled quickly away from his body, reaching his newly found foe.
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  9. "Wait, what?!" The technology resting upon his ear began to beep uncontrollably as his opponents power soured to new heights. The charged blast was dodged effortlessly. This was distressing for the Saiyan warrior. However, he kept his cool. Riku maintained the arrogant smirk that had been present on him every time he had maimed an opponent. Now was no different, another bug for him to squash beneath his, remarkably soft, feet. The Saiyan decided that now he had to pull out his trump card. Energy manifested on top of his palm once more, however, it was different. The ball was white.
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  11. Riku threw the ball far into the sky as his opponent stood shaken. The ball of energy expanded out, it became similar to... the moon? As he looked up at the ball his heart rate increased, the mans arrogant eyes turned red, full of rage. His body expanded outwards, gaining hair where there wasn't hair before. "Now you shall feel my wrath!" His overly swift hand swatted at the opponent, aiming to send them flying into the cliff face. The rocky wasteland trembled as the fight ensued.
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  13. Just who would win?
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