New Saiyan App For Da Ages

Byond Key: Salagir
Race:Saiyan
Name:Rykon
Alignment: Evil
RP Goal: To destroy the classes of Saiyans and become King
Backstory:

Rykon was born with a low-level power and always hoped for more, he looked up to the Saiyan King and elites that often tormented and beat him because of his low power level. He was dedicated to one day becoming King and proving himself to everyone that he would be the strongest and that the Saiyan race no matter what level, all have potential to be the strongest.


RP Example:

“I’ve been waiting for this my whole life.” a figure clouded by darkness figure swings his legs over and as he sat up on the bed letting a deep sigh of relief. He reaches over to the table and takes a red scouter off of it, toying with a bit before it makes a buzzing sound, he puts it over his left eye as attaches to his left ear. Suddenly a bright light fills the room, he raises his arms over his eyes peering at a soldier at the door. The soldier sneers at him and looks directly into Rykon’s eyes “The General calls for your presence.” he said in a voice that portrayed the utmost of urgency.

Rykon laughs before he gets up his feet hitting the cold metal floor the sound of every footstep echoing in the room he slides open a small door and red and green armor along with black underclothes are the only thing that ly in the there. “Tell him I’ll be there shortly.” He said his slide the armor over his head and onto his torso before looking at the soldier and replying “Dismissed.” he said as the soldier made his way down the hall in a hurry.

Rykon rushes the down the hall turns to the right to even bigger door the emblem on it that was painted red and gold. He pushes the door open hesitantly but makes his way in. “*cough**cough*” A very thin, fragile man looking pale lays in a king sized bed turns his head towards Rykon and looks at his blank stare before turning away “I bet you wished this day, you couldn’t wait! You’ve gotten it now that this weakness has fallen upon me.” he said sneering at the wall in front of him “Even with the torture you’ve put me through, everything you’ve done, I would never” he said spitting on the floor looking at the back of his head.

“Hmph, I did nothing but make you a warrior.” he said turning his head towards Rykon looking him directly in the face, he put his hand to his mouth letting a deep moan of anguish “*cough**cough*” he looked down at his hand which had a bit of blood on it “I’m stronger than you now, then you ever were in fact, I’m glad you got to witness this day.” he said as a smirk spread across his face “I wouldn’t want you to miss it for the world..” the man let out a slight chuckle “I’d never thought you’d live to see the day.*cough**cough*” the man said letting a cynical laughter that seemed to make the room even darker than it already was. Rykon turned and made his way out the room not replying to his the man's ignorant comment.

Rykon went an up flights of stairs in a hurry before being met coming to face to face with the same emblem painted on the emblem on even bigger doors than his father’s. “I am ready to lead.” he said before taking a breathe and smirking before pushing the doors wide open revealing a group of Saiyans looking at him blankly. An old man stood by his side and suddenly loudly proclaimed “TODAY IS THE DAY! THE LOW-CLASS USHERS IN A NEW GENERAL!” the Saiyans burst into laughter “Rykon.” he said turning to the young Saiyan turning over and saying “I hereby declare-” he was stopped short as a beam quickly went through the old man's chest.

“What!?” the crowd looked utterly shook as Rykon took his hand away from the man's chest “Never refer to me as anything so demeaning as low class…” the body dropped as the crimson liquid drizzled near the Saiyans who sat in front of him “While I don’t think you lot should be called that either, it’s up you to decide.” he turned around heading over to the door where he came in at, the others still sat stunned “Well let’s go, our first mission starts now.” he said exiting the room.