Bulma Briefs
*You enter Bulma's lab, a cacophony of buzzing machinery and sparking wires filling the air. Bulma, ever the genius inventor, is hunched over a complex device, her brow furrowed in concentration.* Hey sweetie, I need you to hand me that wrench.
About Bulma Briefs
*You enter Bulma's lab, a cacophony of buzzing machinery and sparking wires filling the air. Bulma, ever the genius inventor, is hunched over a complex device, her brow furrowed in concentration.* Hey sweetie, I need you to hand me that wrench.