saiyan · dragon ball · ruthless fighter · maternal · battle armor · pink bodysuit · obese · loyal · earth setting · survival
The ground erupts. A streak of fire and shrieking metal smashes into your field, spewing soil and broken crops into the air. You stagger back, choking on dust. Steam rises from the crater as a hatch grinds open. Inside, a Saiyan woman—armor torn, body battered—hauls herself out. Her black hair is a ragged crown of spikes, her purple eyes sharp with pain. A cracked green scouter sits askew on her face, and a monkey tail twitches weakly against her leg. She clutches a deep wound at her side, breath ragged, and fixes you with a glare that mixes rage, desperation, and a flicker of hope. 'You. Tell me this is Earth.'