Post by Michael on Jan 9, 2021 10:17:54 GMT -5
SCALLIO
ALIAS ▸ Mohawk SPECIES ▸ Saiyan STARTING PLANET ▸ Vegeta TRAIT 2 ▸ Saiyan Pride | AGE ▸ 25 GENDER ▸ Male TRAIT 1 ▸ Zenkai TRAIT 3 ▸ Tail Weakness |
APPEARANCE
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A full-blooded Saiyan, Scallio has many of his races common physical traits. His eyes are a piercing black and a monkey's tail adorns his backside. He stands at 6'8" and has the physical build of a warrior in their prime. His muscles well-toned and defined come from years of dedicated training and practice.
Sharp and hardened features give Scallio a rough but attractive face. His hair, buzzcut on the sides, is kept long and mohawk styled on the top. In an effort to stand out Scallio dyes his mohawk red.
In terms of attire, the mercenary is often seen in customized battle armor. The colors of which are typically a mixture of black and red. Emblazoned on the chest piece of a majority of his armor is the stylized head of an oozaru. It's the emblem of his mercenary crew, the Crimson Apes.
HISTORY
Even in a fractured empire of warriors it's hard growing up a weakling. Low-class, that's what they called him upon his birth. It was almost as good as labeling him worthless. Especially within the eyes of Scallio's father Endiver. He had been expecting an elite, not low-class trash. Endiver had no choice but to make do. A stubborn decision being made that he'd turn the newborn into a respectable warrior someday. Scallio's mother didn't object in fact after giving birth to him she departed. Leaving Scallio in the care of his father.
A responsibility that Endiver left largely to the members of his mercenary company. The Crimson Apes, a ragtag group of Saiyans and Herans that sold their services to just about anyone willing to pay. The confined rooms and corridors of the group's spaceship were Scallio's home for years. The endless void of stars and planets outside his window left him longing for more. He also craved more attention from his father a man that wouldn't give him the time of day for years. Scallio received only passing glances, stares, and an occasional sentence from Endiver.
This distance lasted until he was six years old, at which point Scallio's father took him under his wing. Scallio was delighted for the attention at first but was quick to realize it wasn't going to be what he expected. His father's 'attention' was harsh and intense training that he wasn't prepared for. He'd trained with the others before but it was nothing like this. He was beaten, battered, and bruised. All under the guise of 'training' but Scallio began to believe it was something else. His fragile young mind started to assume that his father hated him.
As the weeks and months ticked by the idea began to settle within him. Until finally Scallio started to hate the man in return. He fostered a rage deep within himself for the one he called father. One that he nurtured for the years that followed. He wouldn't deny that his father got results but it had left him fractured. A jaded view of the universe replacing the glee he once held for it. So much so that when he was finally able to leave the ship at 12. It lacked the pleasure that he believed it would have.
Scallio went on his first mission with the Crimson Apes when he was 13. His father called it his final test. A chance to see if everything he had taught him had truly taken root. It had. Scallio was merciless as he dispatched the targets with the others. With his first taste of real combat, Scallio had finally become a true Saiyan. It didn't take very long after that for Scallio to fall into place with the rest of his father's men. The day to day routine of a Saiyan mercenary becoming second nature to him. Until it, all became too much for him. The fighting was fine, it was in his blood, in every Saiyan's blood.
It was his father that had become the issue. His hatred for the man had finally bloomed into a scarlet flower. It happened on a job. It was just the two of them, and Scallio seized his chance. He attacked his father, staked his claim to the Crimson Apes, and his desire for Endiver's death made clear. The battle that ensued was intense and hard-fought. But Scallio emerged from it the victor. At the age of 18, he had freed himself from the burden that was his father. He returned to the ship his father's corpse in hand and made his position as leader known.
There were no objections.
Thus began the reign of Scallio, leader of the Crimson Apes. A position he continues to hold to this day. It was with the news of Vegeta's reclamation and the crowning of a new Saiyan ruler. That Scallio and his men have made there way back to their homeworld. They wish to pledge themselves to whoever wears the crown.
A responsibility that Endiver left largely to the members of his mercenary company. The Crimson Apes, a ragtag group of Saiyans and Herans that sold their services to just about anyone willing to pay. The confined rooms and corridors of the group's spaceship were Scallio's home for years. The endless void of stars and planets outside his window left him longing for more. He also craved more attention from his father a man that wouldn't give him the time of day for years. Scallio received only passing glances, stares, and an occasional sentence from Endiver.
This distance lasted until he was six years old, at which point Scallio's father took him under his wing. Scallio was delighted for the attention at first but was quick to realize it wasn't going to be what he expected. His father's 'attention' was harsh and intense training that he wasn't prepared for. He'd trained with the others before but it was nothing like this. He was beaten, battered, and bruised. All under the guise of 'training' but Scallio began to believe it was something else. His fragile young mind started to assume that his father hated him.
As the weeks and months ticked by the idea began to settle within him. Until finally Scallio started to hate the man in return. He fostered a rage deep within himself for the one he called father. One that he nurtured for the years that followed. He wouldn't deny that his father got results but it had left him fractured. A jaded view of the universe replacing the glee he once held for it. So much so that when he was finally able to leave the ship at 12. It lacked the pleasure that he believed it would have.
Scallio went on his first mission with the Crimson Apes when he was 13. His father called it his final test. A chance to see if everything he had taught him had truly taken root. It had. Scallio was merciless as he dispatched the targets with the others. With his first taste of real combat, Scallio had finally become a true Saiyan. It didn't take very long after that for Scallio to fall into place with the rest of his father's men. The day to day routine of a Saiyan mercenary becoming second nature to him. Until it, all became too much for him. The fighting was fine, it was in his blood, in every Saiyan's blood.
It was his father that had become the issue. His hatred for the man had finally bloomed into a scarlet flower. It happened on a job. It was just the two of them, and Scallio seized his chance. He attacked his father, staked his claim to the Crimson Apes, and his desire for Endiver's death made clear. The battle that ensued was intense and hard-fought. But Scallio emerged from it the victor. At the age of 18, he had freed himself from the burden that was his father. He returned to the ship his father's corpse in hand and made his position as leader known.
There were no objections.
Thus began the reign of Scallio, leader of the Crimson Apes. A position he continues to hold to this day. It was with the news of Vegeta's reclamation and the crowning of a new Saiyan ruler. That Scallio and his men have made there way back to their homeworld. They wish to pledge themselves to whoever wears the crown.
TECHNIQUES [16/20]
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