Post by Razburi Puffe on Apr 13, 2011 21:54:26 GMT -5
Name - Razburi Puffe (Raz, Razby)
Race - Tuffle
Fighting Class - Sword Master (dual wielding), she learned a little bit of ki usage while with Turles.
Abilites
Personality - Contrary to her 'mate', Razburi is a relatively calm, unfazed individual whose composure mostly gets shaken when events take a turn for the worse or there is a great deal of chaos around her. Otherwise, she is often seen shrugging off most things, appearing as if she really doesn't care. Since, to her, there is always time on her side, she's never in much of a hurry for anything unless necessary.
Around Turles, she tends to be the tension reliever and unlike most people, has seen him at what would be his 'most normal if not sane'. As well as being a calming distraction, she considers him a kindred spirit in a way. She always felt she was overlooked if not ignored around her own kind and just about everyone else, something that is actually one of her main peeves. If, should the need to be heard be extremely pressing, she quickly becomes snappish and irritable making it hard to approach her. After making sure she has been heard, the target of her ire is usually rewarded with cold glares and a silent treatment until she gets over the offense. This happened a great deal with Turles's crew.
She has a fear of being useless, even moreso of being a useless bystander during troubled times which had happened a lot during the Tuffle-Saiyajin war. It caused her no end of guilt and anger for a time.
On the lighter side, she is known to be friendly though shy. More often than not, she tends to sit on the side, quietly, and be out of the way when she doesn't feel the need to be involved. It's an odd contradiction to her peeve of being ignored.
She has no issue taking things without permission or payment. Even less of an issue using violence when necessary, as she outclasses most normal humans. Her penchant for a grudge about her loss often breaks her composure, resulting in a fierce and often frightening anger. It has made her a bit of a blight on the people of Yahhoi.
Appearance - Razburi, like a normal Tuffle, is short in stature. In comparison to Turles, she is almost half his height while compared to Selypa, she is roughly a foot shorter, putting her at 4'1. Her frame is petite and she has very little muscle, what she does have, is from the minimal training she received with Turles. Physically, she is actually nearing seventy years, however due to their technological advancements and their peaceful ways, tuffles had managed to extent their longevity considerably, putting Razburi more or less at her prime. She reasons eating some of the Fruit of Might may help a little.
The tuffle's name is mostly based on her hair coloring and eyes, very much like blue raspberry. Her deep blue hair is short, barely touching her shoulders when she lets it down. For the most part, she keeps most of it up in tightly kept buns on the top of her head. Her eyes are a matching shade of blue. Two tuffs hang before her ears and a set of bangs sweep over her brow.
Not exactly the shining example of furious tuffle warriors, she tends to wear an assortment of simple, elegant dresses in cool colors that typically hang down to her knees. Razburi likes to accessorize with matching boots and short gloves, along with a simple silver lotus necklace she is almost never without. She has an armor set of the white saiyajin chest piece and blue suit with white gloves and boots to match, but she refuses to wear it 95% of the time.
Background - If you asked any saiyajin, they would laugh and say they wiped out the last of the pesky little techno-midgets. If you informed them that one of their own had not only kept one, but had it for a mate...Well, the general reaction might be a mixture of disgust, hilarity or rage. As it stood, though it had mostly been a rumor circulating around the ranks of the saiyajin army, it had caused Turles no end of grief. He had a tuffle mate. Or so they claimed.
Truth be told, it was in fact very true. During the Tuffle-Saiyajin War, Turles had served in the army, working to destroy the tuffles and help in the eradication of their 'tuffle oppressors'. (The tuffles claim the saiyajin simply attacked for no reason. If asked, Razburi tends to shrug nonchalantly and say "They were both a bunch of assholes. End of story.")
When he had gone with a group of other saiyajin to dismantle one of the smaller city's, he had run interception on one particular tuffle who had been out to save herself, home be damned. Initially, he toyed with her, poking at her now and then, knocking her to the ground and in general just being the asshole he was. Until she stuck him in the hand with one of her short swords. After a while, it became clear to her that he was more interested in studying her if not pushing her buttons as she edged farther from the town with him following after. It had been the strange start of an equally strange relationship.
Turles had opted to keep her, for reasons he never quite clarified, and knowing that she would not fare well on her own with the saiyajins spreading into the tuffles's former territories, she dealt with the attention. She behaved well, especially since it was evident he wanted his 'tuffle pet' to stay a secret and she didn't want to consider the consequences that could be. While she stayed in hiding, she helped him as he collected technology and had been responsible for the prototype ship he later used prior to their leaving Vegetasei (and his departure from Frieza's army) for good.
She was relieved when they left, though she was later shocked by the news that the planet had met a devastating end. Shocked but relatively unshaken. As far as she was concerned, her people were long gone. And now his were as well. Without having to be hidden away like she was some manner of embarrassment, their relationship had steadily grown during their travels in search of the proper planets to grow the Tree of Might. With the addition of the Beenz twins, the ship had undergone a significant upgrade.
While she didn't wholly condone the business her mate was in, she didn't quite condemn it either. To her, it was all a matter of survival of the fittest and if the planets couldn't fight her mate and his crew off, then it was tough luck for them. During that time, she had rarely sampled the fruits they successfully grew, but it still provided for a decent increase to her own strength so she was not wholly defenseless.
On their arrival of earth, she strayed for a bit despite his protests to which she merely scoffed and told him that if the power levels she was reading on the scouter were any indicator, she would be more than fine. She had left for a short time to the nearby city where the roots had ravaged a good chunk of the metropolis. Razburi had ignored the noise though and spent her time doing a little exploring of the undamaged portions, particularly with the interest in finding some appealing earth fashion. It wasn't until later when she left a shop after properly brutalizing the clerks to take what she liked did she realize something had gone terribly wrong.
It was hard to miss the Tree from a distance and even moreso when it was torn asunder. After she recovered from her shock, she took to the air and made her way back only to find the landing site and the Tree of Might in utter ruin. The ship was no where to be seen, if not destroyed then buried under incredible masses of wasted tree and rock. With earth's defenders gone, she tried in vain to get a reading of some sort from any member of the crew or more importantly Turles only to come up with nothing.
At an utter loss and quite devastated, she left the site and later settled down in the forest outside the town of Yahhoi, just a little southwest of Yunzabit Heights. It was impossible for her to stray very far from the remains of the Tree, especially with what she was occupied with...
RP Sample -
Three summer dresses, a lovely little plum colored suede purse, a few sets of shoes...Oh, and those earrings looked darling! As Razburi raided the consignment shop, she paused for a second, shoulders slumping as she bowed her head. The terrified clerks had started to wonder if she were feeling some sort of remorse for ransacking their shop. Actually, she was having another pang of sadness. Here, she was getting the cutest little dress and there would be no monkey who she could show it off to. He wouldn't be there to tease her and say she looked better without it. Or to critique that it would look better with her hair down, to which he would get a kick in the shin.
Her sadness turned suddenly into murderous anger as she looked at the humans. They were weak, they were far from the likely ones responsible for killing him...That didn't mean they couldn't pay the penance. "I'm going to enjoy this more than I probably should..."
Race - Tuffle
Fighting Class - Sword Master (dual wielding), she learned a little bit of ki usage while with Turles.
Abilites
- Flight - Basic ki ability to fly.
- Snicker-Snak! - A series of swift sword strikes within close range of their enemy, and can deal an additional 50% of its dealt damage when performed behind the target.
- Eviscerate! - (Like Flash Slash) She dashes by the target so swiftly that she is next seen on the opposing side of the enemy, having delivered a sword strike in passing. This skill can deal an additional 50% of its normally dealt damage when performed behind the target.
- Double Whammy! - (Like Gravity Break) First, she draws and channels ki through the sword, outlining it in a golden energy that takes shape of a large sword itself, and then slashes the target with a ki-enhanced sword slash.
- Pulse Drive - Razburi fires a large and powerful beam of purple energy from either her palm or index finger. Upon impact, a second, larger column of purple energy erupts from target causing a double hit. (Signature she learned from Turles.
Personality - Contrary to her 'mate', Razburi is a relatively calm, unfazed individual whose composure mostly gets shaken when events take a turn for the worse or there is a great deal of chaos around her. Otherwise, she is often seen shrugging off most things, appearing as if she really doesn't care. Since, to her, there is always time on her side, she's never in much of a hurry for anything unless necessary.
Around Turles, she tends to be the tension reliever and unlike most people, has seen him at what would be his 'most normal if not sane'. As well as being a calming distraction, she considers him a kindred spirit in a way. She always felt she was overlooked if not ignored around her own kind and just about everyone else, something that is actually one of her main peeves. If, should the need to be heard be extremely pressing, she quickly becomes snappish and irritable making it hard to approach her. After making sure she has been heard, the target of her ire is usually rewarded with cold glares and a silent treatment until she gets over the offense. This happened a great deal with Turles's crew.
She has a fear of being useless, even moreso of being a useless bystander during troubled times which had happened a lot during the Tuffle-Saiyajin war. It caused her no end of guilt and anger for a time.
On the lighter side, she is known to be friendly though shy. More often than not, she tends to sit on the side, quietly, and be out of the way when she doesn't feel the need to be involved. It's an odd contradiction to her peeve of being ignored.
She has no issue taking things without permission or payment. Even less of an issue using violence when necessary, as she outclasses most normal humans. Her penchant for a grudge about her loss often breaks her composure, resulting in a fierce and often frightening anger. It has made her a bit of a blight on the people of Yahhoi.
Appearance - Razburi, like a normal Tuffle, is short in stature. In comparison to Turles, she is almost half his height while compared to Selypa, she is roughly a foot shorter, putting her at 4'1. Her frame is petite and she has very little muscle, what she does have, is from the minimal training she received with Turles. Physically, she is actually nearing seventy years, however due to their technological advancements and their peaceful ways, tuffles had managed to extent their longevity considerably, putting Razburi more or less at her prime. She reasons eating some of the Fruit of Might may help a little.
The tuffle's name is mostly based on her hair coloring and eyes, very much like blue raspberry. Her deep blue hair is short, barely touching her shoulders when she lets it down. For the most part, she keeps most of it up in tightly kept buns on the top of her head. Her eyes are a matching shade of blue. Two tuffs hang before her ears and a set of bangs sweep over her brow.
Not exactly the shining example of furious tuffle warriors, she tends to wear an assortment of simple, elegant dresses in cool colors that typically hang down to her knees. Razburi likes to accessorize with matching boots and short gloves, along with a simple silver lotus necklace she is almost never without. She has an armor set of the white saiyajin chest piece and blue suit with white gloves and boots to match, but she refuses to wear it 95% of the time.
Background - If you asked any saiyajin, they would laugh and say they wiped out the last of the pesky little techno-midgets. If you informed them that one of their own had not only kept one, but had it for a mate...Well, the general reaction might be a mixture of disgust, hilarity or rage. As it stood, though it had mostly been a rumor circulating around the ranks of the saiyajin army, it had caused Turles no end of grief. He had a tuffle mate. Or so they claimed.
Truth be told, it was in fact very true. During the Tuffle-Saiyajin War, Turles had served in the army, working to destroy the tuffles and help in the eradication of their 'tuffle oppressors'. (The tuffles claim the saiyajin simply attacked for no reason. If asked, Razburi tends to shrug nonchalantly and say "They were both a bunch of assholes. End of story.")
When he had gone with a group of other saiyajin to dismantle one of the smaller city's, he had run interception on one particular tuffle who had been out to save herself, home be damned. Initially, he toyed with her, poking at her now and then, knocking her to the ground and in general just being the asshole he was. Until she stuck him in the hand with one of her short swords. After a while, it became clear to her that he was more interested in studying her if not pushing her buttons as she edged farther from the town with him following after. It had been the strange start of an equally strange relationship.
Turles had opted to keep her, for reasons he never quite clarified, and knowing that she would not fare well on her own with the saiyajins spreading into the tuffles's former territories, she dealt with the attention. She behaved well, especially since it was evident he wanted his 'tuffle pet' to stay a secret and she didn't want to consider the consequences that could be. While she stayed in hiding, she helped him as he collected technology and had been responsible for the prototype ship he later used prior to their leaving Vegetasei (and his departure from Frieza's army) for good.
She was relieved when they left, though she was later shocked by the news that the planet had met a devastating end. Shocked but relatively unshaken. As far as she was concerned, her people were long gone. And now his were as well. Without having to be hidden away like she was some manner of embarrassment, their relationship had steadily grown during their travels in search of the proper planets to grow the Tree of Might. With the addition of the Beenz twins, the ship had undergone a significant upgrade.
While she didn't wholly condone the business her mate was in, she didn't quite condemn it either. To her, it was all a matter of survival of the fittest and if the planets couldn't fight her mate and his crew off, then it was tough luck for them. During that time, she had rarely sampled the fruits they successfully grew, but it still provided for a decent increase to her own strength so she was not wholly defenseless.
On their arrival of earth, she strayed for a bit despite his protests to which she merely scoffed and told him that if the power levels she was reading on the scouter were any indicator, she would be more than fine. She had left for a short time to the nearby city where the roots had ravaged a good chunk of the metropolis. Razburi had ignored the noise though and spent her time doing a little exploring of the undamaged portions, particularly with the interest in finding some appealing earth fashion. It wasn't until later when she left a shop after properly brutalizing the clerks to take what she liked did she realize something had gone terribly wrong.
It was hard to miss the Tree from a distance and even moreso when it was torn asunder. After she recovered from her shock, she took to the air and made her way back only to find the landing site and the Tree of Might in utter ruin. The ship was no where to be seen, if not destroyed then buried under incredible masses of wasted tree and rock. With earth's defenders gone, she tried in vain to get a reading of some sort from any member of the crew or more importantly Turles only to come up with nothing.
At an utter loss and quite devastated, she left the site and later settled down in the forest outside the town of Yahhoi, just a little southwest of Yunzabit Heights. It was impossible for her to stray very far from the remains of the Tree, especially with what she was occupied with...
RP Sample -
Three summer dresses, a lovely little plum colored suede purse, a few sets of shoes...Oh, and those earrings looked darling! As Razburi raided the consignment shop, she paused for a second, shoulders slumping as she bowed her head. The terrified clerks had started to wonder if she were feeling some sort of remorse for ransacking their shop. Actually, she was having another pang of sadness. Here, she was getting the cutest little dress and there would be no monkey who she could show it off to. He wouldn't be there to tease her and say she looked better without it. Or to critique that it would look better with her hair down, to which he would get a kick in the shin.
Her sadness turned suddenly into murderous anger as she looked at the humans. They were weak, they were far from the likely ones responsible for killing him...That didn't mean they couldn't pay the penance. "I'm going to enjoy this more than I probably should..."
