Hi, I'm kinda new here. My name is William Martinez Berrios, I live in Salinas, PR and I'm an artist. More like a cartoonist to be exact. I draw stuff like Naruto characters, Adventure Time characters, Bleach, as well as video game characters like Street Fighter, Resident Evil, Tekken, Dragon Ball Z. Is that a game or a cartoon. I think it's both. Anyway, those who want to see my art, go to my tumblr "saiyanlegendwill.tumblr.com and give me your comments or your opinions on my art.
(Independent RP of my created character, Saiyan Legend Will.)
Saiyan Legend Will: "I'm Will. Some call me the Saiyan Guardian of the universe, but I'm just a Saiyan with amazing abilities. I'm also the bridge between Good and Evil, Light and Dark, etc. Will RP with any fandom."
(M!A: None.)
Accepting M!As.
Background Illustrations provided by: http://edison.rutgers.edu/
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crownprincefreeza:

"I DEMAND A TRAINING PARTNER! I MUST GET STRONGER TO GET MY REVENGE!"

S. L. Will: (Had a call from King Enma stating that Frieza is still on the loose.) “Are you friggin’ kidding me, King Enma..?! Frieza’s out, again..?! You really gotta beef up security, man..! (Ends the call.) Well, ain’t this a b&%ch… (Spotted Frieza.) Great… Just great… Frieza, stop whatever it is you’re doing and surrender…” (Not amused.)

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Trish Akamoto: (Walks near a lake. Japanese accent.) "Ayaaahh..! I'm bored..! Is there anyone who want to spar with me..?!"

mrlonelymlj:

saiyanlegendwill:

mrlonelymlj:

saiyanlegendwil

mrlonelymlj:

Homar was close to the edge of the lake looking around for pretty shells. He sighs softly feeling slightly more alone then usual. His ear twitched to the sound of someone’s voice, but since he had his hair in his eyes, he quickly brush some of it to the side and saw a female walking alone toward him, he fixed his hear over his eyes, wondering what the word spar meant.

Trish: “Hmm… A dead end. (Grabbed onto the hilt of her Phoenix Drive Blade and revved it like a motorcycle motor as flames bursted out of the tubes.) You should take cover, Homar. This can get ugly.”

Homar looks around. “Where am I gonna take cover?” 

Trish: “Behind that huge boulder.”

Homar did so, “Be careful.”

Trish: (Slashed the wall and uncovered a hidden underground lake.) “Whoa… This is new…”

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askatkof:

saiyanlegendwill:

askatkof:

saiyanlegendwill:

askatkof:

Orochi: “Heh thanks. You know King Vegeta sent me to Planet Harpy cause he thought I would die there but when I was there everyone is very friendly.”



Kaede: “That’s wonderful…”

Orochi: “Yeah Harpy are like people on this Earth.”

Kaede: “I didn’t know that…”

Orochi: “Yeah… Then stuff happen at Planet Harpy…”

Kaede: “I wish I could’ve  been there to stop it…”

askatkof:

saiyanlegendwill:

askatkof:

saiyanlegendwill:

askatkof:

Orochi: “Heh thanks. You know King Vegeta sent me to Planet Harpy cause he thought I would die there but when I was there everyone is very friendly.”

Kaede: “That’s wonderful…”

Orochi: “Yeah Harpy are like people on this Earth.”

Kaede: “I didn’t know that…”

Orochi: “Yeah… Then stuff happen at Planet Harpy…”

Kaede: “I wish I could’ve been there to stop it…”

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Trish Akamoto: (Walks near a lake. Japanese accent.) "Ayaaahh..! I'm bored..! Is there anyone who want to spar with me..?!"

mrlonelymlj:

saiyanlegendwill:

mrlonelymlj:

saiyanlegendwil

mrlonelymlj:

Homar was close to the edge of the lake looking around for pretty shells. He sighs softly feeling slightly more alone then usual. His ear twitched to the sound of someone’s voice, but since he had his hair in his eyes, he quickly brush some of it to the side and saw a female walking alone toward him, he fixed his hear over his eyes, wondering what the word spar meant.

Trish: “Hmm… A dead end. (Grabbed onto the hilt of her Phoenix Drive Blade and revved it like a motorcycle motor as flames bursted out of the tubes.) You should take cover, Homar. This can get ugly.”

Homar looks around. “Where am I gonna take cover?” 

Trish: “Behind that huge boulder.”

Homar did so, “Be careful.”

Trish: (Slashed the wall and created an exit which leads to a lake.) “This is new…”