Post by Michael on Jan 9, 2021 10:20:23 GMT -5
ZENTRY
ALIAS ▸ Golden Boy SPECIES ▸ Fuphrae [Alien A] STARTING PLANET ▸ Namek TRAIT 2 ▸ Jumpstart | AGE ▸ 19 GENDER ▸ Male TRAIT 1 ▸ Adaptable TRAIT 3 ▸ Rampant (4,5,6) |
APPEARANCE
The Fuphrae are a short-statured but naturally athletic species that inhabit the galaxy's outer rim. While humanoid in shape they are actually anthropomorphic aliens. They evolved from a type of quilled beast similar to Earth's hedgehogs. Traits of their ancestors can still be seen amongst the species. Namely in the large quills that extend from their heads like hair. These same quills, while smaller, can also be seen on the backs of some members of the species.
Zentry is 5'1" in height, which places him amongst the tallest of his race. His fur, blue in color and soft to the touch, is thinner than what you'd find on others of his race. Zentry's eyes are typically an emerald green in color, but when agitated or angry they shift to a ruby red. Rarely seen due to clothing or armor, Zentry's torso has several scars, both on his chest and back.
A member of the Galactic Patrol, the armor Zentry wears is a heavily modified variant of the one issued to new recruits. Recolored to suit his tastes and with additional protection added to the chest and shoulders. The visored helmet he wears doubles as a scouter and is connected to the Galactic Patrol database. Giving him real-time access to information and mission details that could prove helpful.
HISTORY
Born on a planet located on the outer rim of the galaxy, Zentry grew up under the oppressive rule of the World Trade Fleet. His early childhood was spent watching his mother and father work tirelessly. Both were forced to mine the multi-colored crystals that formed deep within the caves of his homeworld. These naturally occurring crystals were highly condensed and harden pockets of ki. This made them valuable as an energy source, and the Fleet wanted control of them.
His parents tried desperately to shield him from the reality of their situation for as long as possible growing up. But even as a toddler Zentry could recognize the cruelty around him. Seeing and understanding are two different things, however, and he wouldn't really understand until much later in life. When his rebellious tendency pitted him against the Fleet.
A reckless and wild youth, despite his parent's warnings Zentry would often cause problems for the soldiers on his homeworld. A misplaced helmet here, a broken scouter lens there, and a few other 'inconveniences' without so much as a hint of getting caught. Until eventually he rolled the dice too many times. An example they'd said, too make it clear the Fleet wouldn't tolerate disruptions of any kind and by anyone.
He was ten.
His back still has the scars.
Something had to change, Zentry realized that now more than ever. He was still but a child, however, and such a lofty goal was beyond him. His planets rescue from the Fleet's clutches did come a year later. In a swift strike against the small squadron of Fleet soldiers on the world, the Galactic Patrol managed to liberate the planet. Zentry watched awestruck and inspired as the patrolmen selfishly risked their lives. Once free of the Fleet's grasp, life for Zentry's people began to return to normal. He, on the other hand, began to work towards his new goal of becoming a Galactic Patrolman.
This led him to discovering that while having an abundance of it, he lacked the ability to properly control ki. Still capable of using it for minor feats like flight, more advanced applications seemed beyond his reach. To make up for this weakness, Zentry had weaponry and armor that could act as catalysts for the channeling and manipulation of his ki created. Training diligently from ages eleven to sixteen, Zentry was ready to enlist in the Galactic Patrol.
He's been proudly serving as a Patrolman for the last three years. Helping out wherever he can but primarily positioned in the section nearest to his homeworld. That was until recently, when the collapse of WTF and the Kingdom's alarming conquest of Acrose caught the attention of the Galactic Patrol. Zentry is just one of many sent to investigate the situation and determine the Kingdom's goals.
His parents tried desperately to shield him from the reality of their situation for as long as possible growing up. But even as a toddler Zentry could recognize the cruelty around him. Seeing and understanding are two different things, however, and he wouldn't really understand until much later in life. When his rebellious tendency pitted him against the Fleet.
A reckless and wild youth, despite his parent's warnings Zentry would often cause problems for the soldiers on his homeworld. A misplaced helmet here, a broken scouter lens there, and a few other 'inconveniences' without so much as a hint of getting caught. Until eventually he rolled the dice too many times. An example they'd said, too make it clear the Fleet wouldn't tolerate disruptions of any kind and by anyone.
He was ten.
His back still has the scars.
Something had to change, Zentry realized that now more than ever. He was still but a child, however, and such a lofty goal was beyond him. His planets rescue from the Fleet's clutches did come a year later. In a swift strike against the small squadron of Fleet soldiers on the world, the Galactic Patrol managed to liberate the planet. Zentry watched awestruck and inspired as the patrolmen selfishly risked their lives. Once free of the Fleet's grasp, life for Zentry's people began to return to normal. He, on the other hand, began to work towards his new goal of becoming a Galactic Patrolman.
This led him to discovering that while having an abundance of it, he lacked the ability to properly control ki. Still capable of using it for minor feats like flight, more advanced applications seemed beyond his reach. To make up for this weakness, Zentry had weaponry and armor that could act as catalysts for the channeling and manipulation of his ki created. Training diligently from ages eleven to sixteen, Zentry was ready to enlist in the Galactic Patrol.
He's been proudly serving as a Patrolman for the last three years. Helping out wherever he can but primarily positioned in the section nearest to his homeworld. That was until recently, when the collapse of WTF and the Kingdom's alarming conquest of Acrose caught the attention of the Galactic Patrol. Zentry is just one of many sent to investigate the situation and determine the Kingdom's goals.
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