Post by Bulla Briefs on Mar 21, 2012 20:55:45 GMT -5
Character Information:
Character Name: Bulla Briefs
Gender: Female
Race: Saiya-jin
Alignment: Good
Starting Planet: Earth
Personal Information
Main form of contact:
- AIM: MikoTsukuyomi
- YIM: PrincessSailorMuun@yahoo.com
Do you have another character with us? No
How did you find us? Referred by a member.
Other Information
RP Style: Multi-Para
RP Sample:
The store was crowded with people. Yet, even with all the people around (hundreds of them Bulla could only guess), these two idiots took it upon themselves to start bothering her. What was up with that? There were plenty of other people at the store and yet these two boneheads decided to pick a fight with her. Was it because she didn’t look particularly threatening? Well, it would behoove to explain the situation. Bulla had gone to the mall, and while at the mall, Bulla had become enticed by the glittery call of the jewelry department. She entered the jewelry store, named Usa-P, and began to peruse the display cases.
There were a number of people there, inside the Usa-P as well as outside checking out the store next door (which happened to sell perfume; Bulla could only imagine that they would place them in that order on purpose, in order for all the ‘women gift ideas’ to be found in one straight line. To be specific, there was jewelry, then perfume, then a shoe store, and then after that, a store that sold expensive foreign chocolates with a weird name that Bulla could not pronounce.)
She had spotted a particular stone, and had been almost magnetically drawn to it. Its sparkle caught her eye from across the store and she was quickly in front of it, staring down at the shiny bauble. The stone was an icy blue sapphire, beautifully cut into a small heart, wrapped in smaller sapphires, and hanging from a long silver necklace.
She had been eying the stone when she heard them; a pair of obnoxious thugs, walking into the store, talking big, with their rather big mouths. They were discussing something she didn’t care to hear about but was unable to not hear about it without how they were talking. But, sad for her, they did exactly what she wanted them not to do, and that was to notice her. She heard one of them whistle, a cat call. She ignored it, and continued to eye the prize stone. The man then shouted, ‘Hey girly!’ She continued to ignore them. ‘I know you can hear me.’ He was standing behind her, looming over her, his friend was walking over, she could hear the heavy thumps of his feet on the floor, and soon she saw both their reflections in the glass.
‘I know you can hear me. Hey.’ The guy grabbed her arm, near the elbow and tugged as he was, apparently, tired of being ignored.
She didn’t have much choice then, she peered over at him. “What do you want?” She yanked her arm away as he stared her down.
‘Well, I was hoping you’d go out on a date with me.’ He said with a full smirk across his face, eying the girl down like a piece of meat; a porterhouse steak hanging from the butcher shop window.
“No thanks.” She moved around him, as she decided that her interests in the stone had begun to dwindle since Twiddledee and Twiddledum entered the store.
‘I ain’t done talking with you yet.’ He reached out, grabbed her arm.
Now, Bulla wasn’t the type to usually resort to violence, but this time, this guy had gotten on her nerves. She turned around, yanked her arm away, and aimed her palm directly at him. Unleashing an invisible burst of ki, or energy, at him, it was enough to knock him into the air, and against his buddy, knocking the two of the into the display case, falling through the whole thing, shattering it, setting off the alarm. She turned and walked away. By the time she let the jewelry department, the store security was already descending on the two men.
“Seriously, some guys are just jerks.”
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