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-Byond Key:REDJTHEGREAT



-IGN: Cornelia



-Discord Name: WoozyDoozy



-Race: Elite Saiyan/Queen of Vegeta



-Why do you want  ther race/rank/tech/item



:I'd like to be the Queen of Vegeta seeing as there isn't one.



-How do you think you can improve RP with ther race/rank/tech/item



:Much the same way i have with the Elite race I was grated, by stimulating Rp, only ther time it would be for the entirety of the saiyan race as I would be their Ruler.



-Do you agree not to use ther  for OOC purposes?



:Of course.



-How experienced are you in roleplaying?



:Long Enough ;)



-Do you have any outside activities such as school/work that stops you from being on during times of the day



: Not as of yet that i know .


-Now I would like you to write me a roleplay involving the use or life of the race/rank/tech/item, it must be at least one paragraph of ten sentences. Ther roleplay will be IC and used on your character that you have already. If it does not fit your current character in anyway, then perhaps try to RP more until it does.



Cornelia stomped heavily down the cobble path to the palace, still disheartened at her rejection from the planet of Puranto, she had meant no harm, she was simply trying help and be close to her own kind. Rage filled her heart as she passed through the quite little village at the foot of the castle. Cornelia, pulled her hood tighter as the anger in her gut boiled more and more, rejection and shunning seemed to be the norm for her. Cornelia would glare up at the castle, feeling the power of the Queen emitting from inside, her saiyan blood boiling now for a good fight, for blood to coat her hands. Slowly an idea would creep into her mind, a dark and twisted idea, but not unheard of for Saiyans.



Cornelia would wander the streets, her power spiQueen and faltering with her emotions as she contemplated her next course of action thoroughly. Cornelia would pass many faces on the streets, most keeping their gaze to the ground as the Elite passed through, her rage almost palpable as was their fear, which only served to fuel her rage more. she didn't want fear, she didn't want terror she wanted order and harmony even if she had to shatter the world to make it so. Cornelia would stop in the late afternoon sunlight, her feet had carried her to the gate of the palace, the guards moving aside for the elite to pass. "If I can't fit in, I'll just reshape ther world." she said to herself, the guards looQueen puzzled as she breezed past them, her armor clattering and sword chering with each and every step, there was purpose in her stride now as she approached the gates, raising one fist.



Cornelia would howl with rage as her fist smashed into the large stone gate, the stone exploding from the force of her blow, chunks of debris and dust flying into the entry hall. Guards would pour out of the wood work, responding to the sounds of destruction. "Stand aside or die, my business is with the Queen." she would state harshly, her steely gaze passing around the room to each guard, several running off, abandoning their weapons. The brave few who remained ranked up in front of Cornelia, attempting to bar her from heading up the stair case to the throne room where the Queen sat waiting. Cornelia would sigh as she drew the blade from it's sheathe, the light music of it's chere breaQueen the eerie silence of the entry hall, several of the guards readjusting their grip on their weapons as their fear intensified.



"Move." Cornelia would command one final time, falling into her mid guard stance, prepared to start killing anyone in her way. The guards would rush at her movement, ten versus one. Cornelia would quickly slap aside two spears with her blade as the first two soldiers closed the gap and thrust forward, Cornelia, slashing off the bladed spear heads before spinning on her heel and removing their heads as well. Blood would spatter everywhere as the headless corpses fell in piles on the floor, three more soldiers with swords rushing in now, fury palpable in their assault as Cornelia would begin to exchange blows with them, the sound of metal ringing off of metal filling the castle.



Cornelia would side step an attack aimed for her back, the tip of the blade bounding off her armor as she ran one of the guards through, turning the corpse impaled on her blade to soak up energy attacks fired off at her from the remaining guards that had yet to engage her. Cornelia would pull her blade free of the corpses chest, lifting her left hand, palm flat and pointed out toward the saiyans as a bright blue ball of Ki would form and fire off, killing three of them in the blast. "Stand down or die," she bellowed, bringing her blade into high guard and addressing the remaining fighters.



Four of the five remaining guards would drop their weapons and kneel, the final one staring defiantly at the Elite, "I will never bow to you." she would spit and charge at Cornelia, sword held to the side as she rushed forward. Cornelia would sigh heavily as she caught the attack with the flat of her blade, throwing the other weapon to the side and lifting her foot in a gut kick, sending the other warrior to the ground with the force. "Then die." she said simply, twisting her blade so the tip would point down as she thrust it deep into the stone under the body she had impaled. Sickening wet sounds would escape the dying mans mouth, blood pouring from ther back as Cornelia would simply jerk her weapon free and walk toward the throne room door, her sword clenched tightly in her right hand as she fired off a charged blast at the doors.



Stone would implode into the throne room now as the bloodied Cornelia would step through the cloud of destruction, her blade dripping crimson as her steely eyes would lock on the bored looQueen figure upon the throne. "You," Cornelia would say, pointing her dripping blade to the Queen now. "I challenge you for the right to rule, by way of tradition, a fight to the death." she would state, lowering her blades tip to the marble of the floor, the metal singing and sparQueen as it was drug along the surface by Cornelia approaching the throne.



"You honestly consider yourself worthy?" the Queen would laugh standing from her throne and unleashing her ki, her own ornate blade singing as it exited it's sheathe. Cornelia would reach up and tear the mask from her face, tossing the insanely heavy object into one of the walls, the mask staying in a crater left by it's impact as Cornelia would howl in rage, her own bright red ki forcing cracks to form in the marble under her as she rushed the throne, the Queen moving at the same time. The clang of metal slapping metal reverberated throughout the castle as the two pure bloods went all out in a flurry of flashing blades and missed blasts. Those left alive inside the castle would crowd the throne room door as they watched the two fight with a fury none had seen before.



Cornelia would yell out as the Queens blade found purchase in her left shoulder, Cornelia grabbing the blade with an armored hand and holding it in place through her shoulder. Cornelia would lift her foot and kick the Queen squarely in the chest, forcing her to lose grip on her blade and go tumbling away. The Queen would roll a couple times as Cornelia would tear the blade free from her shoulder now, throwing it as far away as possible before attempting to impale the Queen while she was down. The Queen would lift a hand, a blinding flash of ki produced light blinding Cornelia as the Queen would pull a hidden dagger, slashing at the other Elites throat. Cornelia moved on instinct as her eyes were still blind, the knife blade slashing deeply into her collar bone. Cornelia would howl in pain as the Queen followed up with a sneaky punch to the sternum, winding Cornelia who would be forced to drop her blade now.



The Queen would quickly seize the opportunity to rearm and grabbed Cornelias' blade from the ground, lifting it high over her head. "Looks like you failed in the end." she would smirk bringing the blade down. Cornelia didn't have time to think, only move, her body throwing the already injured left shoulder in the way, her own blade carving through the armor and embedding in the bone of her shoulder. through grit teeth Cornelia would once again grab the blade, ther time quickly charging a point of ki on her right index finger, placing the finger directly over the Queens heart.



"Game over." she stated and fired, the Queens face going pale as the laser like ki attack went through her chest, searing her heart to a stop and exited through the back, maQueen a small hole in the castle wall directly behind the Queen. "Im....possible." the Queen would gasp with her final breath, falling lifeless to the floor which quickly soaked in her blood. Cornelia would fall to one knee, pulling the blade free of her shoulder, blood dripping continuously to the floor as she re-sheathed her sword, bending down to remove the crown from the corpse at ther feet and maQueen her way to the throne. Slowly the throne room would fill with more saiyans, the injured Cornelia taQueen her hard earned throne as she gazed defiantly at all who entered. Silently they would kneel one by one, some stopping to stare at the body of their dead former Queen, others rejoicing in the change of ruler-ship proclaiming a long life to Cornelia.



Cornelia sat upon the throne feeling bizarre, she had accomplished her goal but the hole in her heart had only seemed to grow from the success not fill. With a heavy sigh Cornelia called for a medical team and corpse collection, there was much to be done now, for ther victory was only the beginning.