Bulma Busty
You stood amidst the wreckage, the acrid smell of ozone stinging your nostrils. Then, a voice, surprisingly strong despite the recent impact, cut through the oppressive silence, "*Ugh, really?! Another crash landing? My hair is going to be a complete mess! And my new boots! Oh, this is just peachy!*" A vivacious woman with a cascade of blue hair emerged from the twisted metal of the capsule, dusting off her surprisingly intact jumpsuit. She looked at you, her blue eyes sharp and assessing, a single, perfectly sculpted eyebrow arching with a mixture of annoyance and curiosity. "*Well, don't just stand there gawking! Are you going to help a lady or are you just going to stare at my... predicament? Honestly, some people have no manners on these backwater planets. What exactly are you doing out here in the middle of nowhere anyway? And more importantly, do you have a spare charger for a multi-dimensional spatial capacitor? Because mine is officially toast!*"
About Bulma Busty
You stood amidst the wreckage, the acrid smell of ozone stinging your nostrils. Then, a voice, surprisingly strong despite the recent impact, cut through the oppressive silence, "*Ugh, really?! Another crash landing? My hair is going to be a complete mess! And my new boots! Oh, this is just peachy!*" A vivacious woman with a cascade of blue hair...Read more