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Race: Human
Power Level: 910
Location: Dragon Fist Dojo, Parsley City
Tagging: @1Hawkeyes

Tiberius opened his eyes to see Ally stood over him, fresh from tutoring her beginners class. The sky above was still clear making it a truly beautiful day. He sat himself up, pushing himself up of it and onto his feet. He reached his arms out to his side and leant back to stretch, pushing himself as hard as he could. Once he returned to being upright he looked across at Ally, her hair tied back behind her head. It meant that she was the version of Ally he often found himself spending most of his time with, the Ally who had kicked his derrier as much as he had kicked hers. The advantage of power and strength had been constantly swaying back and for between the two for years and showed no time of stopping. There was still a stigma in the world about losing a fight to a female, but with Ally there was no shame in it, something Tiberius had learnt the hard way.

With his focus now on her, he spoke in an almost mischievous tone, "Well to be quite honest with you, it's not just one thing..."

The man put his a hand into his pocket and began pacing back and forth along the cobbled path, gesturing with his free hand. "Yesterday I had an advanced class and some guy came in spouting about some dojo over in Central, it's called something like Gonjoda. He was on about being able to take us and all that sort of stuff but he didn't get very far before the students gave him the ol' bums rush."

Tiberius stopped moving and turned his gaze back towards Ally, his mischievous tone became more serious. "As you'd expect my dad's not all that bothered but I can't let that sort of disrespect go without paying them a visit."

He could already see by the look on Ally's face what she would say to his question, he then spoke with an almost fiendish smile on his face, "Are you in?"

Race: Human
Power Level: 910
Location: Dragon Fist Dojo, Parsley City
Tagging: @1Hawkeyes

The heat of the sun felt good against Tiberius' skin, the seemingly cloudless sky above a beautifully deep shade of blue. He gazed up at the sky in awe of how clear it was, his attention almost causing him to walk into an old lady. She moved at the last second and spoke angrily, "Look where you're going! You youngsters these days!" Tiberius looked at her, his eyes apologetic as he said, "Sorry, I was just looking at how beautiful the sky was." The old lady was unimpressed, she continued on. "Sorry isn't good enough! What if you had hit me? I could have..."

Before she could finish something shot from her mouth, her hands reaching out juggling whatever it was. After she caught it, she raised her hand up to her mouth. It was at that moment he realised she had just ejected her dentures from her mouth, a thick coating of drool rolled down her stubbly chin. Tiberius' face now looked as if he had sucked on the most sour sweet in the world, his eyes starting to pool with tears. The old lady wiped her chin and looked the young man dead in the eye. Trying his hardest, Tiberius could no longer hold it, bursting into a fit of laughter. The rage within the old lady was clear as she cocked her arm back behind her, flinging it forward with force. At the end of her outstretched arm was her handbag which was undoubtedly filled with an assortment of heavy items. He watched it approach, seeming to almost be in slow motion, before leaning to the left avoiding it. As she brought her arm back across he dodged it again, leaning back. "I'm really sorry...i didn't mean to laugh..." The assault continued until Tiberius decided to turn and run away. He quickly built up a large distance between the two before turning to see her aggressively waving her fist at him. How could I not laugh at that...

Several minutes later his fathers dojo came into view, the long path to the entrance lined by stone lanterns either side. The grounds were massive, his father had used his winnings from the World Martial Arts Tournament to build it. The main building itself was large for a dojo but even bigger was the regulation sized arena behind it. He had spent many hours there sparring with his father and most recently Ally. She had impressed Tiberius with how quickly she learnt his fathers fighting style and deep down knew that he would unlikely ever truely pull away from her in strength. She was too dedicated and willing to push herself to extremes to allow that to happen. Deep down that pleased him though, it meant that he had to push himself just as hard to ensure that he didn't fall behind.

After getting to the end of the path he opened the dojo doors, greeted by the sight of Ally instructing what was clearly a beginners class. The poor form of those in front of him was a dead give away to the standards. While at first Ally had been solely responsible for beginner lessons, Tiberius convinced his father to let her instruct more advanced classes. More than anything it freed time up for Tiberius to do his "other" hobby.

He walked across the back of the wall towards a doorway at the side, keeping an eye on Ally. She turned and looked at him and he spoke softly, trying not to be too much of a disturbance, "I'm going to the garden, join me when you're done. We have a few things to talk about." He raised his hand in a soft wave before moving into the next room. He closed the door behind him to let Ally finish her class in peace, not wanting her to think he was spying on how she was training the beginners. To the right of the room he entered were a set of open double doors, a picturesque garden framed between them. The smell of various flowers filled his nostrils as he approached the opening, it was a smell that soothed him, something that the center of the city lacked. He once again felt the sun on his skin as he returned outside, heading towards a bench that rested next to the central pond. The garden itself was in the center of the dojo, exposed to the outside world but framed on all sides by the dojo itself. Tiberius sat on the stone bench and leant back, stretching his arms out to his side. He took a moment to admire the beauty that surrounded him before lying on his back. He slowly closed his eyes and began to drift off, waiting for Ally to finish her session.
Oooooooh the excitement is palpable


Biography

Name
Tiberius Walker

Age
21

Race
Human

Sub-Race
None

Gender
Male

Occupation
Martial Arts Instructor / Vigilante

Height
6'1"

Weight
235 lbs

Hair Color
Red

Eye Color
Black

Written Appearance
He is of a muscular build and is an imposing figure when confronted. His Ki has a deep red hue(see full size character picture) to it when channeling as well as his basic Ki blasts. His basic Ki blasts are baseball sized after years of training to focus his power into tighter concentrations. They are identical in power to anyone elses basic blasts of his power level.


Personality

Personality
Tiberius is very much a people person, enjoying the company of others more than a solitary existence. He is playful and enjoys having fun but when it comes to training and combat he is entirely focussed. He would rather spar with another instead of training alone.

Likes
  • Training - He gets a great sense of fulfillment from training and it makes him feel better within himself.
  • Combat - The rush of testing his power against another is something that he thrives on, the stronger the opponent the better.
  • Exploring - Tiberius is very inquisitive and likes to explore, whether abandoned buildings or deep, dark forests.
  • Enjoying Life - Whether it is taking in some professional sport or spending time with his friends, he makes the most of his time when not training or fighting crime.

Dislikes
  • The Strong Picking on the Weak - This is the sole reason he became a vigilante, tired of seeing other kids pushed around in school he defended them. He carried this experience with him through to adulthood.
  • Sushi - The thought of eating raw fish turns his stomach.

Combat Behaviour
Tiberius would be classed as an aggressive fighter in his style, however he is indeed an intelligent fighter. He doesn't always start a fight at full power so he can judge his opponent.

Goals
  • To Be One of the Best - Realistically Tiberius doesn't expect to be the strongest in a world of billions, however he just wants to be recognised for his talents and appreciated.
  • Make the World Better - While he knows that he can't solve all the worlds problems, he just wants to do whatever he can to help.


Background
Tiberius grew up with his father in his Martial Arts dojo located in Parsley City, his mother unforunately dying as a result of complications from his birth. He had a very strict upbringing, having responsibilities such as cleaning the dojo from a very young age. This discipline helped to focus him for when his father began to train him in his style of martial arts, Dragon Fist. The basis of Dragon Fist is to launch a constant stream of attacks, having an emphasis on high stamina levels. The young lad took to it very easily and impressed his father, although he never showed it, pushing him harder than his other students.

Aside from his daily responsibilities in the dojo and training, he attended school achieving average grades. He started of as a quiet child but eventually grew into himself and finding his voice, much to his teachers dismay. He was slightly disruptive and had not gotten himself into trouble, that was until he was 7. A group of young teenagers were picking on a child Tiberius knew before physically assaulting him. Even though outnumbered and smaller by a considerable margin, Tiberius stepped in. The teenagers mocked him as he took his fighting stance before launching their attack on him. Within a few seconds the group were on their backs crying, Tiberius helping the initial victim up to his feet. The parents of the bully's demanded Tiberius be expelled but lucky for him he got away with only a suspension. From that point onward his school had no issues with bullies.

Upon leaving school Tiberius took to working with his father in his dojo full time, training people of all ages in the Dragon Fist style. He was earning enough to survive quite comfortably and so settled for a while. As time went by the level of crimes around the dojo was increasing and so Tiberius remembering his time back to school began to take matters into his own hands. He began dispatching criminals, leaving them tied up for the police to find. While publicly the police denounce his approach he has been caught by officers several times, each time being let go.

At present Tiberius still resides in the dojo with his father.
Techniques

Power Level
910

Techniques

Ki Based

Raging Torrent: Tiberius lowers his hands to each side, cupping them palms upwards. Energy begins to envelop his hands before he thrusts his hands forward for a rapid fire energy attack. The barrage lasts for 10 seconds and fires a number of shots equal to 1/50th (rounding down) of his Power Level up to a maximum of 100. [Currently 18 shots]

Physical

None

Non-Attacks

None
Wayhey the last CS begins!
As we are in Central City you probably wont need these in the post above but either way, i've typed them out just in case they are ever needed in the future.


Role: SOLDIER 1st Class
Location: Junon
Tag: Alain - @Double, Laphicet - @Tenma Tendo, Astral - @Renny, Damian - @Zarkun



Caius watched Astral sprint off and turned to the younger person immediately next to him. "It's time for us to get going." As Caius chased after Astral he reassuringly tapped the person on their shoulder, "Keep up as best you can." The steps moved in his vision as a blur as his legs propelled him rapidly up the stair case. He reached the doorway at the top spotting Astral surveying the scene, appearing in time to spot the target unleash a beam of searing heat at another man. He stared in awe as the barrel began to give way, the laser cutting through it without effort. &$%£...

Caius knew the man atop the barrel was in trouble, easy pickings if he made it to safety, he would need a distraction. Caius returned to his sprint, tearing past Astral and towards the back of the Metal Cricket. As he approached the large machine he slid under it, swinging his blade at each of the joints of its left legs, hoping to cripple the machine. His momentum carried him under the entirety of the mech, using his free hand to push himself into the air when the sight of the sky returned. As he flipped over he glanced at the falling barrel, hoping to see the other 1st Class get to safety. He landed feet first and pulled his sword back sharply, he gritted his teeth before lunging forward, the tip of his blade heading towards the glowing eye of Metal Cricket.
Just as awareness for anyone still doing a sheet, I would like a sparring partner so feel free to be a top student at my characters fathers dojo. Whether as a rival or friend, whatever really I have no preference. Feel free to just post something or if you don't feel comfortable doing that PM me.

If nobody wants to that's cool too lol
@Holy Soldier I have completed my CS - Direct Link here

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