[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/ZxuBtUs.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/4D0A0GB.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/WfLnOLo.jpg?1[/img][/center][hr] [color=#D35400][b]Character Name[/b][/color] [indent]Taeto (γƒ†γƒΌγƒˆ).[/indent] [color=#D35400][b]Alias[/b][/color] [indent]None.[/indent] [color=#D35400][b]Age[/b][/color] [indent]16[/indent] [color=#D35400][b]Race[/b][/color] [indent]Saiyan.[/indent] [color=#D35400][b]Sub-Race[/b][/color] [indent]Half-Saiyan/Half-Human.[/indent] [color=#D35400][b]Gender[/b][/color] [indent]Male.[/indent] [color=#D35400][b]Occupation[/b][/color] [indent]High-School Student.[/indent] [color=#D35400][b]Height[/b][/color] [indent]5'9", Five-Foot Nine.[/indent] [color=#D35400][b]Weight[/b][/color] [indent]130lbs, One-Hundred Thirty Pounds.[/indent] [color=#D35400][b]Hair Color[/b][/color] [indent]Black.[/indent] [color=#D35400][b]Eye Color[/b][/color] [indent]Black with Gold.[/indent] [color=#D35400][b]Written Appearance[/b][/color] [indent]There are many facets of Taeto Flower to look at. The most common being the agitated, rebellious youth. In his black eyes, accented by odd gold dots, lurks confusion and frustration. This angle of him carries a ever-present scowl that makes him near unapproachable. His spiky and disheveled hair does little for his drab fashion sense, which expresses itself in hues of black, brown, and gray. Most notably being his gray hoodie, black loafers, and his brown jacket and trousers. All of this is topped off by a long furry appendage that sprouts from his back-end. When he charges up his [i]Ki[/i], his aura shines a [color=#33D7FF]pale blue.[/color][/indent] [color=#D35400][b]Personality[/b][/color] [indent]Taeto drowns in his own confusion everyday. He awakens to the looming threat that he might be snatched from his mother and placed in some prison cell next to his father. Which, to be honest, has created a moody teen. He knows he must stay in control but its maddening to think sympathy and empathy is lost on him. Understanding his Saiyan culture doesn't make it easy to control his aggressive nature, in fact, it only makes the notion absurd. He obsesses with his Saiyan-half, who embraces the fight that his human heritage seemingly shies from. Aside from this, he has found great joy in fighting. The thrill of the battle more than excites, it damn-near incites true glee from him. Which is why he is so enamored with the martial arts world. His mother, though he loves her dearly, insists he stays away and practices the piano, "The soothing, peaceful, piano" she coos. But he's made up his mind, he'll find a master, even if it sets the White Coats upon him.[/indent] [color=#D35400][b]Background[/b][/color] [indent]Parslee was a charismatic low-class Saiyan warrior who was dispatched to the planet Earth on a scouting mission. He believed it to be inhabited by weaklings and after receiving orders to eradicate, traveled to the nearest city and begun its cleansing. However, that all went astray at the first signs of resistance. He had made a fatal mistake; the Earthlings weren't nearly as weak as he had thought. They had robed warriors capable of flight, strong in spirit and mind. Others could blast fire, lightning, and even unknown energy waves at him. A select few controlled the very stars themselves. They were beings who possessed mystical abilities, spells that bound and befuddled him. For weeks after his arrival he had been tortured by their Magi whose spells had deadened his warrior's spirit, made him cooperative. He remembered [i][b]her[/b][/i] eyes, how gold and liquid they were. How unique and scary, as if he was caught in cross-hairs when she stared at him. She warned him about how he would no longer be himself. That she had gotten permission to observe him intimately but only under the conditions that she stripped him of his aggression. His rage shook his confines but were quelled easily by a wave of her hand. After that, his life had passed like so many pages in a book. [center]* * * A * * *[/center] Taeto Flower was Parslee's legitimate child. The sedated Saiyan was reduced to your typical prisoner, allowed only three visits a month, and only from Taeto. The Saiyan would often tell stories of Planet Vegeta, of the warrior race that scoured the galaxy and conquered all that resisted them. Parslee believed his kind would find Earth one day. He spoke openly of the beacon he had activated when he landed all those years ago but those words were ignored by the Magi. Taeto was raised like a human but he hardly acted the part. He was often angry for no reason, aggressive, and combative. His mother, Sun Flower, would warn him of the White Coats. How they would take him away if he couldn't at least [i]pretend[/i] to be normal. She would have to settle for rebellious. He went through school never really fitting in, often fighting without a cause, and getting into trouble on the constant. It was inevitable, he would tell himself, cause one day he'd be whisked away to his true home. To Planet Vegeta.[/indent] [center][color=#D35400][h3]Weapon & Techniques[/h3][/color][/center] [color=#D35400][b]Weapon[/b][/color] [indent]None.[/indent] [color=#D35400][b]Power Level[/b][/color] [indent]960[/indent] [color=#D35400][b]Techniques[/b][/color] [indent][color=#FF5733][Saiyan Heart][/color] - Taeto showcases his ferocity or excitement as he endures through his pain for a light duration. [i](1 turn)[/i][/indent]