Name: Bulma Briefs
Alias: Aqua Regia
Species: Augmented Human
Just an earthling girl from another timeline who got tired of living on wishes.
In a world plagued by androids left unchecked, her closest friends slain or lost to the cosmos, Bulma was left alone with her son on a crumbling earth. Defense systems around their lab could only protect them for so long and Trunks was in no condition to continue the fight against their encroaching enemies. They were cornered, nowhere to run, nothing within reach to construct the time machine that could bring them hope for the future. Out of time and places to hide, Bulma sat awake watching her fever stricken child sleep off his latest injuries and made a decision that would change her for the rest of her life.
Taking to what remained of her laboratory she scavenged old blueprints scrawled up from a happier period in her life that were merely brain worms expelled onto grid paper for the sake of getting them out, never intended to see fruition. Sleepless, Bulma worked tirelessly to construct her very first integrated bio-hardware system, one that would tap into the spine of its host and alter their biology nerve by nerve, cell by cell, connecting the nervous system to a powerful microprocessor capable of overriding natural bodily responses. Paired with a streamline mobility suit equipped with energy manipulation tech, the nano hardware capable of altering her body to an android like state could put Bulma on the same playing field as 17 and 18, but once she stepped onto the applicator there would be no going back. If her invention wasn’t perfect, if there was even just one mistake, it could render her paralyzed or even kill her instantly. She could live a life in constant pain, or lose her senses.
But she took the chance.
The spinal tap sunk into her bones and for three agonizing hours, her human biology was honed, bones galvanized, skin infested with nanomachines, the flesh of her eyes carved out by the system and their meaty fibers detached, reconnecting her sight to the mainframe. Her blood felt like oil running dirty to clean through a morbid distillery, her nerves pins and needles after the process finally ran its course.
Trunks found her passed out on the floor of the laboratory the following day, shocked by what he found. She was young again, or so she appeared to be, her physical body restored as close to a perfect functioning state of being as the hardware could possibly bring her. Her spine had pronounced machinery running down it which had snaked its way around her veins like vines overtaking another organism. She was visibly altered, but when the system jump started her heart, evidence of its existence masked itself with blending technology to hide the obvious.
That was the beginning of a whole new chapter in the life of Bulma Briefs.
In spite of her sacrifice and the work it took to learn her new body, when the time came it still wasn’t enough to protect her son from the damage that had already been done. In one last fight against the androids, he succumbed to wounds that just wouldn’t heal. Bulma was able to defeat the androids, using her mobility suit to match their movements and siphon power from their own bodies. The last thing 18 saw were eyes aglow with cerulean energy, and a crack of unrefined blue whipping over the scorched ground.
With nothing left to lose and a world fully lost, Bulma buried her son beside his best friend and pieced together something of a time machine to ferry her from the brittle earth.
Now she wanders an alternate timeline, keeping her face masked and watching things from afar. She has no intention of disturbing a version of her old life with her presence, but instead lives parallel and as of yet unseen just in case a time may come when intervention is needed. Finding herself somewhere before the arrival of Raditz on Earth, who knows when events could take place that differ from her own time?
