Post by Katatonia on Aug 6, 2009 18:59:17 GMT -5
Name: Cajabe (pronounced 'Ka-Jaa-Bay')
Race: Saiyan
Age: Physically 22, but actually 0
Sex: Male
Alignment: Selfless Good
Hair Color: Black
Hair Style: Flame-like but slanted slightly to his right.
Eye Color: Extremely dark brown.
Height: 5 feet exactly... including his hair... yes, he's short.
Body Appearance: Cajabe is well-toned, muscular, and athletic. Also, he may be short, but he's very much in proportion, so he's no dwarf. He tends to have a very solemn expression on his face at most times.
Also, Cajabe now has a scar across his right cheek from the battle in which the original Cajabe took Couric's life.
Clothes: Black Elastic Tightsuit
Elastic Saiyan Glove (Left Hand)
Elastic Red-Tipped Saiyan Boots
Elastic Elite Saiyan Armor with Shoulder Pads
Ki Color: Dark Blue
Quote: "Why couldn't he have listened?!"
Story: The original Cajabe's life as an elite. Not much of a change there... he was still heading out occasionally to attack cities. But he was informed of a certain disturbance... cities mysteriously going empty... he was told to keep his eyes open when he ventured out of the capitol for anything suspicious.
And so he did. But he found nothing. Harvest, the culprit, was being too careful.
But during one of his trips out, Cajabe came across a metamorian, who had just stumbled in to the city, and collapsed in exhaustion on his knees before the elite.
"T-terrible... danger!"
"What?"
"On my planet, there's a disease... spread through ki... it turns people mad... they kill and destroy everything... even their own comrades..."
"Why do I care?"
"PLEASE listen! I beg of you! We have to find a cure!"
"No we don't, now get out of my sight, weakling."
Raising his hand, Cajabe released a burst of ki straight through his chest... he collapsed, but reached out, grasping Cajabe by one of his ankles desperately... and he mouthed...
"P-lease... h-he-lp..."
Before he went limp, and his head dropped down. Blood pooled around him - he was dead.
But... Cajabe had been infected... somehow... by a mutant strain of the infection the metamorian came to warn him about... later that day... on his way back home, flying across an empty plain... Cajabe suddenly lost control of his flight, falling down to the ground, and skidding across it.
He couldn't see properly... everything was swirling... sounds were echoing in his mind even though he was surrounded by silent emptiness... and then... a few minutes later, he threw up... and then shortly after that, he collapsed... but entered a strange serene state of calm... he laid there... for hours... until he felt well enough to stand up again, but when he did...
CRACK
His body was thrown to the side a few yards, as was another body... another Cajabe...
Both stood up and turned to face eachother... the real Cajabe, stood there as a Super Saiyan 2, glared over at his double... calmly looking over with a pained expression, in his base form, but even stronger.
"Why did we have to kill him, Cajabe? He only meant to help..."
"Wh-what?!"
"I must be going crazy! He's me... he looks like me! God damnit... how long have I been out here?! I need to get something to eat... I need to get some proper rest... I don't know what but this whole past few hours has been insane... I've been insane... I must be hallucinating!"
"I'm real, Cajabe. I was born from the infection that man we killed spoke of, but I suppose the result was different... you are already evil, so a being of good was created."
"Shut up! You don't exist! I'm still hallucinating!"
"I'm sorry, Cajabe, but I do..."
"No you don't! And if you do, I'll wipe your existence clean! There can only be one of me, and it definitely won't be some conscientious moron like you!"
And so an epic battle ensued... Cajabe versus Cajabe. But in the end, the good side won, being much calmer than the evil Cajabe he was able to get the upper hand through much of the fight... the original Cajabe lay on the ground, with many broken bones, and barely conscious.
The good Cajabe stood over him, and knew it would be futile to kill him... the immortal Cajabe would simply come back and take revenge... but could the good Cajabe kill him? He had witnessed murder through the original Cajabe's eyes so many times that it drove him to the breaking point.
He stood there, with tears in his eyes, looking down at the original, and spoke...
"Just know that if you were good of heart... if you could control that anger of yours... you would be so much stronger, like me... and if you were good of heart... so much disaster would be averted.
Poor Cajabe. I know what's truly in your heart, since I am you. But you always ignore it... you never accept it! Stop fooling yourself, and stop letting yourself be so weak!
Now I must go try to stop another disaster... the infection must not be allowed to spread!"
Shortly after, he was gone, leaving the original Cajabe to lay there, too broken and exhausted to move.
Starting Location: Vegeta
Race: Saiyan
Age: Physically 22, but actually 0
Sex: Male
Alignment: Selfless Good
Hair Color: Black
Hair Style: Flame-like but slanted slightly to his right.
Eye Color: Extremely dark brown.
Height: 5 feet exactly... including his hair... yes, he's short.
Body Appearance: Cajabe is well-toned, muscular, and athletic. Also, he may be short, but he's very much in proportion, so he's no dwarf. He tends to have a very solemn expression on his face at most times.
Also, Cajabe now has a scar across his right cheek from the battle in which the original Cajabe took Couric's life.
Clothes: Black Elastic Tightsuit
Elastic Saiyan Glove (Left Hand)
Elastic Red-Tipped Saiyan Boots
Elastic Elite Saiyan Armor with Shoulder Pads
Ki Color: Dark Blue
Quote: "Why couldn't he have listened?!"
Story: The original Cajabe's life as an elite. Not much of a change there... he was still heading out occasionally to attack cities. But he was informed of a certain disturbance... cities mysteriously going empty... he was told to keep his eyes open when he ventured out of the capitol for anything suspicious.
And so he did. But he found nothing. Harvest, the culprit, was being too careful.
But during one of his trips out, Cajabe came across a metamorian, who had just stumbled in to the city, and collapsed in exhaustion on his knees before the elite.
"T-terrible... danger!"
"What?"
"On my planet, there's a disease... spread through ki... it turns people mad... they kill and destroy everything... even their own comrades..."
"Why do I care?"
"PLEASE listen! I beg of you! We have to find a cure!"
"No we don't, now get out of my sight, weakling."
Raising his hand, Cajabe released a burst of ki straight through his chest... he collapsed, but reached out, grasping Cajabe by one of his ankles desperately... and he mouthed...
"P-lease... h-he-lp..."
Before he went limp, and his head dropped down. Blood pooled around him - he was dead.
But... Cajabe had been infected... somehow... by a mutant strain of the infection the metamorian came to warn him about... later that day... on his way back home, flying across an empty plain... Cajabe suddenly lost control of his flight, falling down to the ground, and skidding across it.
He couldn't see properly... everything was swirling... sounds were echoing in his mind even though he was surrounded by silent emptiness... and then... a few minutes later, he threw up... and then shortly after that, he collapsed... but entered a strange serene state of calm... he laid there... for hours... until he felt well enough to stand up again, but when he did...
CRACK
His body was thrown to the side a few yards, as was another body... another Cajabe...
Both stood up and turned to face eachother... the real Cajabe, stood there as a Super Saiyan 2, glared over at his double... calmly looking over with a pained expression, in his base form, but even stronger.
"Why did we have to kill him, Cajabe? He only meant to help..."
"Wh-what?!"
"I must be going crazy! He's me... he looks like me! God damnit... how long have I been out here?! I need to get something to eat... I need to get some proper rest... I don't know what but this whole past few hours has been insane... I've been insane... I must be hallucinating!"
"I'm real, Cajabe. I was born from the infection that man we killed spoke of, but I suppose the result was different... you are already evil, so a being of good was created."
"Shut up! You don't exist! I'm still hallucinating!"
"I'm sorry, Cajabe, but I do..."
"No you don't! And if you do, I'll wipe your existence clean! There can only be one of me, and it definitely won't be some conscientious moron like you!"
And so an epic battle ensued... Cajabe versus Cajabe. But in the end, the good side won, being much calmer than the evil Cajabe he was able to get the upper hand through much of the fight... the original Cajabe lay on the ground, with many broken bones, and barely conscious.
The good Cajabe stood over him, and knew it would be futile to kill him... the immortal Cajabe would simply come back and take revenge... but could the good Cajabe kill him? He had witnessed murder through the original Cajabe's eyes so many times that it drove him to the breaking point.
He stood there, with tears in his eyes, looking down at the original, and spoke...
"Just know that if you were good of heart... if you could control that anger of yours... you would be so much stronger, like me... and if you were good of heart... so much disaster would be averted.
Poor Cajabe. I know what's truly in your heart, since I am you. But you always ignore it... you never accept it! Stop fooling yourself, and stop letting yourself be so weak!
Now I must go try to stop another disaster... the infection must not be allowed to spread!"
Shortly after, he was gone, leaving the original Cajabe to lay there, too broken and exhausted to move.
Starting Location: Vegeta