[spoiler]Cocky lil' Vio, making [i]another[/i] post [i]already[/i]?[/spoiler][u]Returning Alien[/u] [i]Middle of the day. The sun was high in the sky, beating down on the dojo mercilessly. Not a single cloud was in sight. Temperatures soared; crickets and cicadas sang, but otherwise, all was quiet at the dojo. In the distance, however, a loud sound would eventually grow to be audible. It was the sound of an ancient engine. On the horizon, a minuscule dot could be seen. As the seconds passed by, the dot became larger and larger, the engine sound louder and louder. When it was close enough to make out, it was clearly a small spacecraft; likely an escape pod. The pod was old, worn and rusty, the metal used to make it once a deep, gunmetal grey. The pod did not decelerate, rather it continued to fly until the bottom of the spacecraft scraped the terrain of the Dojo Mountains. When it did, the rest of the pod soon sank into the ground. After a few moments, the pod cockpit door opened. A figure, dressed fully in winter clothing even in late April, exited the pod. He wore thick, blue mittens on his hands, and two layers of massive, orange coats. On his legs, he donned two sets of snow pants; the one on the outside was dark brown. His feet were dressed in a pair of thick snow boots, with a black and blue color combination, and his face was obscured by the two hoods of his coats, a ski mask, and large, red ski goggles. He carried a massive backpack, disproportionately large. The figure stood at 6'5. While he carried no arms, there was more than likely hidden weapons underneath his thick clothing, and who knew what was in the bag? As the figure moved away from the pod and towards the dojo, he called out a name:[/i] "Ry? Ry? Rytunixtio? I'm back...." [i]His head shot back and forth, left to right, everything about him showing caution and fear.[/i][spoiler]Open to all. Bringing back my Solarian character, because I never got to use him.[/spoiler]