Post by Lily Gero on Jul 26, 2020 20:16:35 GMT -5
Character: Buriza
About:
- Buriza is from another universe separate from Universe 7.
She is a child of Frieza and the twin of Kuriza. Her name is
derived from the English word for breeze. Like her brother,
she is not especially evil, but seems to be less so than her
twin. Buriza has a different underlying temperament than
her family. She is more patient and understanding than
most of her clansmen, and has shown kindness, although
many fear her by association. Physically, Buriza appears
androgynous unless appearing in other humanoid forms.
Thanks to a gift she received by her fae attendant, Buriza is
able to disguise herself in many ways to fit in with other
planetary settlements. One of her most common disguises
is a petite, horned, elf girl with red eyes and amber hair,
adorned in a white dress and decorative sandals; her disguise
brooch is almost always present.
Buriza takes no joy in harming others, and many may wonder
why she had not been exiled by the Cold Dynasty. No matter
her family's personal reasonings, Buriza has shown to be a
capable fighter and eager to please when it comes to her
family. She, however, avoids situations that call for murder
unless forced otherwise. Some speculate that she is harboring
some kind of great power due to her lineage, though she
can be seen as physically weaker than her brother, Kuriza.
As a child, she was fairly naive and did not understand the
fear people showed when they came across her. It is only
until she witnessed the family business practice that her
alignment was ultimately chosen in secret from her father.
Feeling remorse and shame for her family's evil rule, Buriza
tried her best to dissuade them whenever possible, though
at times may have caused more damage than intended.
Planet: Frieza
Race: Alien/Changeling
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- Strength: 250
- Speed: 1,000
- Toughness: 400
- Stamina: 400
- Vitality: 300 + 100 = 400 (racial)
- Determination: 1
- Charisma: 1
- Intelligence: 1
Fundamental: One Finger Blast
Racial: +100
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Underling: Eos
Job: Attendant
About:
- Eos is a fairy from unknown origins. For as long as Buriza could
remember, Eos has always been there for her. She is the one
that gifted Buriza with a magicked brooch to allow the
frost demon to take on non-combat humanoid forms. It is
speculated that Eos may have actually volunteered servitude
to the young Changeling without being enslaved or conscripted.
Why the fae creature had did so is currently unknown.
Referred By: Yamato
Email: daydreaming.artist90@gmail.com
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RolePlay Sample:
- Buriza often visited some places she probably
shouldn't be visiting. Like prisons for example!
Whenever her brother and personal guardian
was pulled away for missions or rare occasions
(staff parties, holidays and meetings for example)
Buriza would often snoop around, hear rumors,
talk to the guards, convince them one way or
another to allow her into the local prison, aaand
pretty much ruin a potential buyer's day. And that's
where this particular jailer comes in. This guard, a
humanoid named Braca, knew the near carbon-copy
of Frieza was a troublemaker, in her own right at
least, and that's not even considering her brother
Kuriza's more childish antics.
Upon seeing the feminine frost demon, the guard
would grimace and groan. "Oh no! Not now!" he
sputtered. "Please, Lord Buriza. Not today! I beg
of you!" The small alien would give a Chesire smile.
He was like all the rest, at least the ones that weren't
closest to the royal family outright. Like many, he
feared her father's wrath so much that he'd grovel
and beg, become a yes-man and squirm the hell out
of danger. Not to say Buriza liked getting this
reaction from people. In all actuality, she was just
being coy and mischievous, the latter actually quite
rare for her (unless she needed to get her way
around guards of course...).
Being sly must come easy for the Cold Dynasty.
"Oh come now, Mister Braca. You know I am incapable
of hurting anything~" she chimed sweetly. "Besides..."
she hated this part, "We could always find a new
guard..." The short, androgynous alien would slowly
begin to lift her hand, index finger extending, pointing
directly at his head. "N-no! PLEASE!" the man would
throw himself to her feet, begging for his life. Buriza
would roll her spinel-red eyes, clearly not happy with
the threat herself. "Please!" he bawled,
"I will do anything!" An innocent smile would spread
over her soft lips. "Annnything~?" The one named Braca
would sit up and bow repeatedly in quite a comical manner.
"Yes! Yes, anything! Anything for the young lord!"
The changeling would giggle.
"Wonderful! Get me a.. Ah! Apple! Yes, an apple. A sweet
apple. I would like an apple that is NOT sour!"
she declared before smiling sheepishly.
It did not take long for Braca to drag himself off the floor
and trip his way down the hallway like a baby deer finding
its legs. Buriza giggled once more with mild amusement.
"That will hold him off for now."
414 / 300
