>Name:
>
>Kailan Kanchestar
>
>
>Anime:
>
>Dragonball Z, sort of, plus elements of my own creation.
>
>
>Physical Characteristics:
>
> I'm tallish, at around 5'11". You couldn't call me muscular
>(Well, actually, you could. It's not like I'd mind or anything.), rather, I'd
>be classified as wiry. My hair is pretty long for a guy's, almost covering my
>ears entirely, and red-brown. My eyes are a blue/gray ocean color. I wear
>baggy forest green slacks, held fast by a brown sash at my waist, with a
>khaki vest and a matching (to the pants) green shirt. My face is long and
>pretty angular.
>
>
>Personality:
>
> I'm the kind of guy that everybody loves. They do, I'm sure. Some
>people just don't like to show it, is all. Whatever...their loss.
>I'm quick-witted, humorous, and roughish. At my age, I don't think I
>could possibly get any more charming. All the ladies say so. Well,
>eventually, they do. Sure, sometimes they'll hide their affection under
>layers of scorn and disgust, but I can see right through that. As you've
>probably gathered, I'm an optimist.
>
>
>Background:
>
> My early life isn't something I care to remember much. I was born
>on the planet Vegeta, among the Sayians. However, I had no tail at birth, as
>my parents were horrified to discover. They kept me around for a few years,
>to see if maybe I'd sprout one, but I didn't. So they told me to leave,
>calling me a weakling mutant and saying I was a disgrace to the Sayian
>people. I lived on the streets for several years after that, skulking in dark
>alleys and eating garbage. There was a gang of Sayian kids in the
>neighborhood who liked to practice their fighting skills on me, the tail-less
>freak. Sometimes, when I think back on that time, I'm surprised I lived
>through it at all.
> But what can I say? I'm lucky. One day, a kind Meresstra female saw
>me sifting through the refuse and picked me up. She was headed out on a
>passenger liner, traveling across the galaxy. So I went with her, and she
>was my mother for the next seven years.
> She died when I was eighteen (Meresstra have short life spans), and I
>found myself stranded on the backwater planet of Kanchestar. See, she'd had
>the money and the appropriate licenses to get passage on a star ship. I
>didn't have much of anything. So I went to the nearest town and got a job
>sweeping up the general store. The owner of the place was a guy named Lymon,
>who was nice enough and gave me a room and a little money for the work I did.
>So I lived that way for a year; peaceful, comfortable, and absolutely bored
>out of my skull.
> One morning, however, all the citizens of the town were called to the
>town square. The mayor had just received a notice from a pirate gang that we
>were to give all our surplus grain to them when they arrived in one week's
>time. Now, that village didn't have anything but grain, so for these pirates
>to take it would ruin the place for at least the rest of the year. I was
>pretty incensed at the thought of what I considered my hometown getting
>wrecked like that, and felt my Sayian warrior blood for the first time in my
>life. I wanted to fight.
> It turned out the rest of the town did too. More surprisingly, it
>turned out that they were probably the finest pack of fighters I've ever
>seen. They used spears, axes, and quarter staves, as well as martial arts. I
>won't go into details about the fight when the pirates landed, but it will
>suffice to say they were lucky to take off again.
> After the pirates left, I groaned inwardly and resigned myself to
>another numbingly dull year. However, it was not to be. Lymon was the town's
>fighting master, and he considered it a challenge to train a Sayian; even one
>without a tail. So he taught me how to channel Ki (although I never became to
>good at it) and how to fight bare-handed and still wreak havoc on an enemy.
>After several months of this, he went back into his room and emerged with a
>short staff, about two feet long. He told me it was called a "Power Pole" and
>could extend to any length I wished upon command. With the pole, he also
>brought out an assortment of metal blades and spear heads and told me to
>construct the weapon I wanted.
> I built myself a halberd; a sort of cross between a spear and an axe.
>Lymon seemed pleased, and showed me to a small spaceship he'd kept hidden
>from me for over a year. I was surprised to see it; I was even more surprised
>when he gave it to me, along with enough money to keep me comfortable for a
>long time. All he asked for in return was that I come back to visit sometime.
>I promised him I would.
> So that's about it. With my halberd usually close at hand, I've
>traveled thither and yon, amusing myself however I chose. Someday, when I'm
>rich and prosperous (and I will be, you know), I'm going back to Vegeta to
>show my parents what I've become. But that's a long way off, and there's
>still a lot of galaxy to see...
>
>
>Powers:
>
> I'm terrible with Ki attacks. My blasts are pretty strong, but my
>aim isn't worth beans, so I don't do those much. I fancy myself a gymnast,
>and I enjoy flipping around in battles to dodge instead of just jumping out
>of the way (I mean, if you're going to do something anyway, you might as
>well make it look as good as possible.). I'm a pretty good martial artist, and
>pretty strong, I guess. Now when I really start dishing out a world of
>hurtin' to my opponent is when I get my halberd out. The blade is hidden,
>retracted into the pole itself. Most of the time, the pole's just a two-foot
>metal rod. However, I can use command phrases make it change. Saying "Blade
>open!" makes the blade spring out of the rod's head; "Blade retract!"
>withdraws it. The halberd's more like an axe if I bring the blade out but
>don't lengthen the pole, and I can use it as such. Saying "Power Pole
>extend!" causes the rod to grow in length to about six feet, where I can use
>it as either the halberd or a long staff, depending on whether or not the
>blade's out. I don't use other weapons, and I can't do much of anything else.
>At least, I don't think I can…
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