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Sometimes, even an adventurer needs a backrub.
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Well, given that a lot of his attacks are lifted from freaking Darkseid, the rather generic personality, and wangsty backstory...

Also: Power Level 500. Hunting down being strong enough to destroy a planet. Something seems a bit off here.
Well that's the first I'VE heard of such gnomes.
Speaking of Norvil's backlog, in a distant arm of the galaxy, a certain purple embodiment of bloodsport was adjusting his bowtie as he walked onto a stage, cameras broadcasting to all of the Zangyack's citizens. Monitors showed smoking cities and trashed government buildings. The most recent contestant had gotten lucky with that planet- lots of nonlethal weapons that did nothing to his physiology and a lot of lethal ones that bounced off. A much cleaner win than the planet that took a whole fifteen contestants to conquer, but it was his job as an entertainer to talk him up, really.

"Well, well folks! Looks like our last contestant, Drongo the Destroyer, really tore up the rankings! He's won the thousand Zagin gift certificate for Spacey's Department Store, the complete 37-season As The World Burns: The Spandez Conquest Hour DVD collection, the personal shuttle from Zangyack General Rocketry, a vacation to Planet Norgo, AND over twenty-five thousand Zagin cash tax-free to help him enjoy it! But the GRAND prize is on those monitors- it looks like Drongo's crushed another planet, making him the first three-time champion in the show's history! And you know what that means, RIGHT?!"

In unison with the audience, he chanted, fist pumping along with the words. "BIG! MONEY! BIG! PRIZES!"

"IIIIII LOVE IT! But, sadly... we're out of time for tonight! Join us tomorrow when we see some of the highlights of Dorgo's run on the show, and hear whether he'll take the forty-five million Zagin cash prize and turn it over to the Emperor, OR if he'll choose to rule over it as governor! Until tomorrow... we're off!"
Shady was paralyzed by fear after the rocket breached the roof. However, he shook himself back to sense when the champion approached

"Hi-ho, Mr. Champion Grizzfarb Sir! Friendly competition is good for the spirit. At least that's what the Violent Savior told my people long ago. In between dire prophecies that our entire race would be consumed."

There was much debate among the historians of his homeworld about the meaning of the Violent Savior's threats. Some believed that it referred to the coming Tuffles and Saiyans consuming Planet Plant in war. Others claimed it was the annihilation of the planet at the hands of Frieza's men. The one thing they agreed on was that the prophecy was metaphorical, and not (as the Western Heresy claimed) a threat to devour the entire species.
Holiday traffic overload, most likely.

Anyway, Shady's name is admittedly to go with the theme naming in DBZ Abridged where all the Plants are named after rappers.
Shady was an oddity, even in a room with a Majin, a Namekian, and the typical weirdos who showed up to these martial arts tournaments. Just over two feet tall and with skin so pink it would give a Majin a headache, he was doing his best to look like he was trying (but failing) to be intimidating, scowling out the window. This was accomplished by standing on a stack of phonebooks he'd scrounged up, giving his eyestalks just enough clearance to see out. These grizzfarbs wouldn't know what hit them in that tournament- he was short, he was pink, and he didn't look too strong. But he was one of the best students at the dojo back home, even if he was outclassed in raw strength. Yeah, strength was all well and good, but it was delnuts compared to technique as far as he cared.
Name: The Tyrant Prince, Lucius Serpentson
Age: 10
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Wizard
Appearance: The Tyrant Prince, Lucius Serpentson, does not have a reputation as a man to be feared. This is because he is nowhere near as intimidating as his father. Where his father is a towering seven-foot-tall battlemage clad in black iron, he is a scrawny three-foot-tall boy in dark purple wizard robes who fell over the first time he was fitted for a breastplate. Where his father is a mountain of muscle and mystic might, Lucius is constantly clutching at his wizard's staff, which he still needs to cast spells. Generally, Lucius takes after his mother- bright blue eyes and pale skin, small ears, and black hair. He carries himself with the air of royalty, using his staff as a walking stick. His dark red cape is embroidered with a dark blue snake, a symbol of nobility in the empire.

Personality: Lucius is... well, he's a child, easily excitable and prone to rapid changes in mood. However, he's also the heir to a small empire, and has been raised to know the proper etiquette for almost any situation, political or otherwise. He is patient, preferring to deliberate over his actions rather than rush in, and has an extensive knowledge of all things arcane.

Brief Backstory: The son of the Tyrant King Faustus, Lucius is studying the magical arts for the day when he succeeds his father as Tyrant King of Gor, a dark, forested land to the southeast of Velt. Known for the terrifying Tyrant King who rules it, they are constantly skirmishing at the borders. Imagery of giant serpents covers most of the architecture, as they are a symbol of patience and might to the citizenry. Covered in foul beasts and magical plants, it would seem this land reflects the heart of its ruler.

Well, it would SEEM so. His booming voice, dark spiked armor, and glowing red eyes are often off-putting to strangers, but Tyrant King Faustus is beloved by his people. Visitors from Dwarf, Elf, and even Nem lands admire his level hand and patience. He dotes on his son and wife, though he IS still the Tyrant King- he will give no quarter to those who threaten the lives of his people, and deals with traitors harshly. He is the subject of both fear and respect among the rulers of the world, though most citizens only know to fear his armies. The dark armor (from the forging process), the armor spikes (in order to not get swallowed whole by giant animals), and glowing red eyes (a side effect of the standard-issue night vision potion) are frightening after all.

Lucius, on the other hand, is the Tyrant Prince, firstborn son of the Tyrant King and his wife, a carpenter's daughter named Anna. He's grown up in the fortress-city at the heart of Gor, very seldom getting out in the sunlight as he studies magic with his grandfather and plays in the castle garden with his mother and father most of the time. His father dotes on him endlessly, showering him with affection. However, he feels that life in the fortress... just isn't that good for a burgeoning wizard to practice in. At his age, his great-great-great-great grandfather Mephistopheles the Great Serpent was conquering surrounding villages in order to unite the forest lands. He has left the citadel in search of an adventure that will allow him to grow as a wizard and as an heir to the throne.

Equipment:
Wizard's staff made of charred wood and topped with a preserved snake's head. It's a symbol of authority in his homeland.
A cloak made from hellfire cotton, sewn by his mother.
An alchemist's kit for brewing potions, and a number of strange-looking plants and foul-smelling extracts.

Abilities:
Though he is young, Lucius is quite skilled at alchemy and offensive magic, though less so with summoning and support spells. Due to his inexperience with combat, however, he must use a focus to cast- specifically, his wooden staff, though any such implement will work.
Let me stop you right there Drew. Do the words "Underage Erotic RP Section" not tell you all you need to know about that dump?
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