An organization of Terran citizens who have been endowed with legal authority by the Terran National Government to protect and maintain the health and well-being of the Terran community at large.
Description
Vegeshin first appears before the eyes as a six foot majestic being. With vivid violet locks that stand in lazy spikes and two long locks on either side that fall to his chest, his violet eyes cast out upon the many who spy him. He is typically seen in an elegant, draping, outfit of sorts, completed by crisscrossing belts that hold Shissaiga, his Chusshin blade. Aside from that, his body is slim, slender, and yet well-toned and fit.
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Personality
Vegeshin is one typically very silent. He prefers to remain in silence, and speak only when necessary...than idly chat nonsensical words. Though, he can be found speaking casually once in a while, simply for sanity's sake. He's geared more toward a darker side of emotions, one whom has never healed over a past event that happened to scar him. Since then, he's been rather stoic, blunt, and moody. Though, he is one whom is very protective over the few friends, and family, he has...and will go to any lengths to protect them. He also holds justice deep in his heart, though perhaps a wrong sense of justice...one he takes into his own hands. He despises all that with nefarious, cruel, intentions and goes out of his way to smite such efforts. He doesn't hesitate to seek justice against those, and instead cross justice by committing the very evils against said beings he swore against.
Equipment
Vegeshin is known as a Hybrid, or halfbreed, in simple terms. His father was a Saiyan, and his mother was a Daiyoukai. That in itself grants him a phenomenal bloodline with many gifts.
Vegeshin's Saiyan genetics give him some special attributes.
Saiyan Genetics:
-Usage of Ki
-Daunting strength; Transcendental speed; and a great Stamina
-Bukujutsu (Flight)
-Energy signature perception
Saiyan Regeneration: Each time a Saiyan comes close to death, they completely heal...and more focus is placed on their bodies attributes to increase their strength, stamina, speed, and resistance. This is no different with Vegeshin.
The secondary genetic that comprises his DNA happens to be that of Daiyoukai. With a Daiyoukai's genetics come even more abilities, and gifts.
Daiyoukai Genetics:
-Further enhances Vegeshin's physical attributes: Speed, Strength, Dexterity, Stamina. But, this blood adds to his Flexibility as well; allowing him to perform strange movements usually normal human beings aren't gifted with.
-Condensed muscle mass is granted with this blood; slimming his body, and trimming it into pristine condition, as to move fluidly like with each graceful motion. It is what adds to his speed, and as well, allows his body to withstand heavy attacks
-Health Regenerative abilities comes with this blood, just like with Saiyan blood; thus it is doubled, and sped up, with Vegeshin.
-Keen senses are granted with this bloodline. Sight, Scent, Hearing, Touch. All multi-folded.
-Yoki; The energy used by Youkai, and Daiyoukai, alike. Vegeshin is blessed with a massive quantity of the energy naturally manifesting within his body. It doubles, and triples, into several uses; be it attacks, or regenerative abilities.
-Toxin Immunity; The ability to fully process, and dissolve, any toxins that enter his body via airbourn, or physically inflicted. As such, any toxins used against him are instantly processed, dissolved, and resisted leaving him unharmed.
-Psionics come with the Daiyoukai bloodline. Telepathy, and Telekinesis, are accomplished by this bloodline. The use of Telekinesis is limited, due in part to his half blood, but Telepathy is something greater in him than thought. Though it is rare for him to use such, it is not beyond him to do so, and it is something that he utilizes when necessary. The ability to protrude the minds of others has been used before in dire situations.
Shissaiga: A legendary blade made of Xzenonite. The Xzenon in it is a rare, essentially one of a kind, material infused into countless other molten alloy's and stone to create what is known as the Chusshin Blade. Scientific thought would have it that fusing such materials together would make a rather weak, unstable, blade...but with the addition of Xzenon on the molecular level; all the materials come together to form a more solid; stable; and perfect creation: Xzenonite.
-The blade itself is able to utilize, and form, a blanket of whatever energy the wielder so chooses to use around the blades edge; giving it that much more power in its strikes.
-The blade is, as stated before, made of the material Xzenonite. Only another blade (Or Armor) constructed of Xzenonite, can break the sword making it an ultimate defense in some aspects.
-Xzenonite, thanks in part to the material Xzenon, is very able to rend through certain materials and energies. Magic is no exception; Xzenon is much like a shield toward the energy. Those who cross the ethereal plane as well are susceptible, for the material see's past realms; cutting through each with ease.
-Those who hold a Chusshin blade are not affected by age; leaving them immortal. With that immortality comes several additions; such as immunities to toxins and such.
-The blade itself is feather-light, making it a very quick weapon to use. Like lightning, it can sear through the air in swift speeds.
History
Vegeshin's history is mottled with Tragedy and Loss. Born upon a sister planet to the Planet Vegeta, Vegeshin loses his parents because of a strict law against inter-racial consemation. His father was a Saiyan, and his mother a Demon. A forbidden love, due to the Saiyan's hatred for Demons.
Sent to earth, Vegeshin grew up alone, learning everything on his own. Growing up, he meets a young girl, developes a simple crush. He see's her day after day, and then...she's gone. He see's her no more, breaking his young heart.
Slightly older, he moves from his original home, silly enough; a forest, into the city, due to his forest being destroyed and developed into a residential area. Moving into the city, he learns to adapt to realistic life. No more barbarianism for him, one could say. He enrolls in a Martial Arts academy, to test his skills, and ascends in ranks quickly.
His last year, he enters a tournament, and defeats all the competition aside from the last opponent, a girl, in which they both plummet out of the ring. A double ring-out. He comes to befriend her, and the friendship flourishes.
A couple years pass, and Vegeshin decides it's time to leave. Wander. Explore the world. His friend chooses to stay, start her own Dojo. Vegeshin parts, but as he's leaving, he runs into the same girl from his youth. Reintroducing themselves, old feelings resurface. It continues on, until Vegeshin becomes around twenty two, in human years. He still resembles that of an eighteen year old.
They marry, and live happily within the city, Vegeshin forsaking his wandering plans. Living a usual life, Vegeshin treats her to lunch one day. They were expecting a young girl, and Vegeshin simply wished to give her a decent time. That day, things changed. An old enemy from his fathers past arrives in the form of a Saiyan space pod. Crashlanding in the city, he states that he was sent to finish off the Saiyan/Demon hybrid children from Hiroshi. He was to purify the Saiyan race, and purge it of it's tainted filthy halfbreeds.
Vegeshin refuses to battle, and his enemy instead chooses to invoke an anguished feeling over Vegeshin. He takes the life of Vegeshin's love, which also ends Vegeshin's unborn daughters life. This envelopes Vegeshin in such a despair, that he had thought his mind had snapped. An anger, so untamed, awakens within him. His blood nearly boils. And he takes after his enemy.
A long, grueling, confrontation begins. And after some hours, and Vegeshin's power continually growing from his heart-consuming despair, Vegeshin exacts his revenge. But...it doesn't quite his heart. His emptiness was still there, and it was overwhelming. With nothing left, he takes care of the things he must...and begins an aimless, fateless, journey. Merely wandering. Seeing the world, like he so desired the first time, but through emotionless eyes. Vivid violet eyes, but eyes that held no warmth to them. A beautifully empty glass, so to speak.
So begins...
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The afterlife; spewing forth a man condemned for his sins. A rare treat, to visit the living realm. But, disappointing to be placed in such a place. Emerging from absence of light, Vegeshin comes to stand stagnantly within the confines of Gambits; a place he hadn't been in such a very long time...
"Tch, it figures..."
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"Anybody at all?"...a voice spoke. Violet hues, akin to that which held such a depth as to be lost in, slowly came to cast upon this being. It seemed to him that frustration was born through these words. Hn. What could this man possibly want from someone. It was then that another being came to this man with a clothe of sorts. A blade was placed upon the table. So, this man dabbled in swordplay? A blade as precious as his surely was meant to be properly taken care of.
As his interest rose; Vegeshin casually came to walk upon the man, his gaze upon this blade, as his words briefly came to escape his parted lips. "Such a captivating piece you have there..." his words echo...
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No words; not even the slightest bit of conversation made; rather a mutter of sorts instead. Fair enough, not all were meant to be friendly; himself in the least. But these keen violet eyes came to notice a rather soft hue'd glow cast from the blade. A stunning, brilliant, blue; whilst Vegeshin's eyes also came to notice the similar glow radiated from the mans own eye. Intriguing to say the least.
"My apologies; I seem to have forgotten my manners. If you wish to know my name; it is Vegeshin Kanahashi, though, I am sure one such as yourself has no desire for such knowledge. I can already see what your type is. I think it best I simply state my admiration for your blade, and move on. A pleasure..." The Violet Legend states, turning on heel to leave the man as casually as he had greeted him.
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'Pon turn of heel; the mans voice once again rings out. Something about it seemed...deathly off; though he wasn't one to judge. The man had offered him a seat and, being proper as he was, he'd not refuse. Turning round once again, Vegeshin comes to take a leisurely seat; admiring the mans blade once more. Such a stunning piece of work before him; though his eyes caught sight of mismatched optics. The dual brilliant blue glow of both eye, and blade, was also captivating; whilst remaining optic held a darker hue far from blue; golden yellow it appeared.
"Much appreciated. In a matter of curiosity, I'd like to inquire your name; as well as how you came upon such a fine treasure such as this..." Vegeshin states; right hand motioning gently towards the blade.
Of course; he had blades of his own. More than one; but those would be shown at a later time, should it be required, or asked.
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Avoidance; no name given. Fair game. Clever indeed to dodge such a question; though he assumed the man would think Vegeshin dull. Coinspinner; such an odd name for a blade, yet, seemingly it fit with the phrase the man had just spoke. Good odds. Luck. Hm, of course. That was all well and good. Drumming his fingers upon the table; Vegeshin's eyes flicker to the side; just within the reach of his digits should he hold his arm out.
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In which he so does. His right hand gingerly rises to the air as a swirling black vortex begins to manifest. This strange void of sorts hums as violet electro-static discharges surge around, and within, it. Mere seconds later, the violet hued male plunges his hand into its depths, only to retrieve a single blade. This blade was immaculate in all its glory. Made of an alloy unheard of to nearly all in existence, the blade itself was a remnant of past deities; The Chusshin race. He who claimed, and held, the blade of a Chusshin was endowed with endless youth; prosperous battles; and increase in thought process; speed, and strength. It endowed the wielder with phenomenal abilities; though, it merely enhanced those that were already present in the being. The blade itself was onyx black in color, yet refracted light so beautifully as to give the blade a chromatic property. The blade was flawless, its edge sharpened to the very molecule.
"Behold, my blade; Necrossaiga..." The violet man states softly.
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Ah, so clever. This man didn't simply specialize in blades; but in firearms as well? Pity, Vegeshin never found solace in such pesky arms. His true calling was simply the art of swordplay. As captivating as this weapon was, it held no real interest to Vegeshin. But, he'd not let this man know such. Rather, instead, he incurred upon the other male a fallacy. His eyes widening, he allows a rather minute smile, fake of course, rise to his lips.
"It seems I have been bested; what a lovely firearm that is. I must say, I've never really used such a contraption before." He muses, with a smirk.
It was then that he once again plunges his hand into the void, pulling out one more prestigious piece of weaponry of his. This time, though, it was not your ordinary blade. Rather this time, it was something more...fear-inducing.
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[color=purple][i]Out of the void comes forth a rather intricately designed scythe. Dual ended; it held the same properties as Necrossaiga. Onyx in color, with that chromatic, flawless, appearance. Though, things would be easily discernible this time. Upon one end was noticed a flawless, immaculate, curved blade, too its edge molecularly sharp. Whilst, upon the other end, a rather dull, rusted, looking blade was present, its edge chipped, serrated, and rather gruesome looking. The staff that these blades were attached to was thick; and intricately designed with various tribal looking embossings; whilst amethyst gems adorned every orifice it posed. Upon either end rested skulls, with the blades spewing from the mouths. They eye sockets of either skull were endowed with gems as well. The pristine blades end held two more amethyst gems; whilst the rather nefarious looking end was gifted with two rubies.
"This...would be Shinuussaiga. Though it would not combat your firearm, it would surely pose a challenge, so I would think." H
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[color=purple][i]His history? His sordid past. Ha, hailed from royalty. Not quite. He was very...reluctant to give forth his wherebouts, but, rather, he chose to anyway. It would bring this man shock, surely.
"Royalty, you must be jesting on such a comment. My blades, they are merely treasures I have stumbled upon. I was left parentless in my days of youth. As ridiculous as this sounds, I'll simply give you a brief description. My father was of a another race; inhuman, as well as my mother, also inhuman. They were murdered for their inter-species relations; and in a fleeting moment, a friend of my fathers managed to save myself, and my two brothers, from inevitable death. We were sent to earth, where my brothers and I were separated. I grew up alone. I've had but one child, and recently, I was murdered by my eldest brother. I lived my life as a wandering, and most times, a fleeing figure. In my death, I was sent to hell for my misdeeds, and now you see me here before you, granted a pass into the living realm." Vegeshin stat
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-facepalms once more- o_<'
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"Child? Neigh, I am forty years of age my friend, but it's nice to know that my youthful appearance keeps me...well, pristine. As for your question...I'm sure we hail from different realms, of course. The hell I am familiar with holds no Hades; rather his name is known as Lucifer. And, in my experiences, the place itself is...rather...unsavory. Constant quarrels of the nefarious are always present; constant clashes that are unending, due to the fact one cannot perish...if they are already dead. I've had my moments with Lucifer; his ingenious games with high stakes. He's a terrible being; but that should be obvious...should it not?" Vegeshin states, suddenly curious of the Hades being this man spoke of. Surely, Vegeshin's words must have been true. Another likeness of hell? Ruled by a being known as Hades?
"Though, who is this Hades, and what is this hell of yours like?" Vegeshin inquires.
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"Hn, very well..." Vegeshin states; not quite comprehending the mans words, but adhering to the fact that he had chose to move on. Forty, young? Well, perhaps so, but the events that Vegeshin had gone through, he felt ancient. He'd left so much out of his little brief description of his life; but it best left that way, rather than speak the mans ears off about his tragedies, his battles, his sins, his heroics, and so on. Rather it be that he merely makes small talk.
"Then, I guess I am young. It just doesn't feel as such. So, it seems you as well have lived an interesting life, hm? Tell me something, one of your most treasured moments. I'm curious, it may give me more insight as to who you are as a person, rather than who you are by name. I'm quite...interesting like that." Vegeshin states with a smirk.
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Blinking softly, Vegeshin's mouth suddenly curves into a wicked smirk, followed by an abrupt chuckle. Well, that would be a memory of sorts. It reminded him of the time he struck his son for the first time; well, for disobedience of course. His sons reaction was something he'd not forget. Rather than take the punishment as he should have, his son then followed through with with a vicious strike to Vegeshin's stomach. He'd never been lacking in breath quite like that...
"Well, I should say, I guess that would be quite a fond memory, ha ha. Well stated, well stated..." Vegeshin says with a small smile. It was then that he replaced his weapons in their respective void.
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Interesting, not worth it he says? What was with the sudden change in persona; the sigh. Hm, was something now troubling this man? Should he even inquire? He'd take the risk.
"Hm; something troubling you, my new friend?" Vegeshin inquires rather...gingerly.
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[color=purple][i]Not a word spoken; complete silence. How saddening. Perhaps it be best for him to take his leave from his newly found friend. Leave the being to his thoughts, rather than continue to pester him. Yes, maybe that would be for the best.
And with that, The Violet Legend slowly rose upon his feet, extending his right hand out to the still nameless being to him. It was quite a pleasure to have conversed with the man, but, his thoughts spoke to him, telling him it was time to bring it to an end.
"It was a pleasure speaking to you, and learning of you. I'm sure we shall encounter eachother another time, be it here, or in the depths of hell, should it come to pass that they are truly one in the same..." Vegeshin states with a small chuckle, "...But, it is time for me to take my leave. I bid you farewell, and the best of wishes..." The violet hued being states, before turning on his heels to head upon the bar. He was seriously dying for a splash of liquor now, it had been years since even a drop of the substance had
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His pass into the living realm still valid; Vegeshin finds himself at Gambits once more, the crossroads of realities. Entering swiftly, he comes to stand at the edge of the bar, surveying the ongoing events. Possibly a few he recognized from the night before, as well as others he'd recognized from times interesting passage. How...interesting. Tapping his fingers upon the bars surface, he awaits service.
"If it would be possible, a simple shot of Jim's friend Jack Daniels would be nice..." The violet hue'd being says softly.
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Busy was the day, apparently, so spoke the girl serving him his drink. Poor female. With a quick flick of his wrist, he slams his shot and takes a seat upon a stool. He'd give her plenty of time before ordering another drink. He didn't wish to cause unnecessary disturbance, nor did he want to be a hassle. Rather instead, he casts his illuminated violet optics around once more, wondering who he should introduce himself to upon this glorious day...
"Hmm.." he states to himself; before speaking aloud to the female who had served him. "Pardon, it seems rather busy today; perhaps I'll take it easy..." He says with a small chuckle.
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Taken back the sarcasm in her voice, his widened eyes gently slipped back into their normal, narrowed, position. Well. She must be quite frenzied at the moment. Well noted, and understood. He'd keep to himself. Rather instead, he rises from his stool and strides about, looking at how the place had seemingly changed since his past visits. It had been nearly a year, and the place had drastically altered. So many fights, of course, must have spurred such change. His memories spoke to him, reminding him of past patrons he tended to miss now. With a sigh, he slides his fingers through his violet locks, wondering what else to do...
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