Friza se tenait toujours avec sa bouche agape à l'un des nouveaux gens qui est venu à travers le portail pour se joindre à sa quête d'asskickery. "Muh Muh Muh Muh Muh...MAAAAN RAAAY!!!!" Friza ne pouvait tout simplement pas contenir son fanboy intérieur, à sa grande consternation.
Puis il s'est tourné vers les autres nouveaux venus. "Oh. Bonjour, je m'appelle Friza!" Il a sauté en position à côté de Noob. "Tueuse de héros! Le légendaire sabre! Et fabricant de SALADES DE FRUIT DELICIEUX!" Friza a agité son épée dans un florissant idiot.
Name: Friza Angelo
Age: 7 34
Appearance: Shaggy gray hair(SHUT UP GRAY IS EDGY OKAY), around six feet in total height, slim(there are no such things as fat/ugly roleplay characters!), and normal eyes....except the iris is REEEEEEEEEEED(AM I EDGY ENOUGH FOR YOU GUYS!? PLZ NOTICE ME SENPAI)!
Gender: Male
Species: Hollow-Chocolate Gargoyle Human
Specialties: Cooking, opening cans of whoop assingesting copious amounts of caffeine, backflipping with the grace of Terry Crews
Abilities: Sneezes plasma, teleports relatively short distances
Weapons/Skills: - A Stupidly Ornate Katana(TM),
- A bottle of forever-steaming-hot soup
- A flail made up of a fence pole, a bike lock chain, and spiked baseballs
Favorite Games/Shows: Legend of Zelda - Majora's Mask, Dark Souls II, Dexter's Laboratory, Freeman's Mind, Spaceballs
Background: Friza doesn't really know how he came to Earth, actually! Falling from the sky into a rich guy's swimming pool is about all he can recall. Then he just walked around town for a bit, getting a lot of strange looks. He wondered if it was his hair....he apparently didn't get a chance to wash it before being thrown onto Earth. After grabbing a drink from a....what was it? Oh, right, a "Starbucks"! Yes, a Starbucks, some psycho with spikey blonde hair and a purple jumpsuit cracked Friza over the head with a Big Fuggin' Sword(TM) and ran off, screaming about something called a Sephiroth. What an oddball. He continued to waltz around like an idiot until he got a message from the Gray Chair Man("what a stupid name", thought our young anti-hero). Now, he's about to go on a grand journey that he will NEVER come to regret. Ever. No sir. Nothing will go wrong.
"What's this roleplay about?": Cinnamon Moon Babies Earth.