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Character: Mirai (Future) Trunks Briefs Wiki
Series: Dragonball/Z
Character Age: 20
Canon: A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away (a.k.a. Akira Toriyama’s mind, 1984) there was a boy, a girl, and seven magic balls that could grant any wish when collected. Time passed by in this mystical world, and the boy spent his days happily stopping anything that dared try to harm it; from armies, to demons, to aliens from outer space.
And then the space time continuum decided to go 'splooy'.
Enter Mirai Trunks. Raised primarily by his single mother, Bulma, he is the only surviving warrior from an alternate future where killer androids rain terror down upon a rapidly diminishing population. With no one alive who can defeat them, Trunks agrees to go back in time, warn of the coming massacre, and as a bonus creates at least three alternate futures along the way. You go, Trunks.
Having grown up in the timeline that got the short end of the stick, Trunks has a serious attitude towards fighting, seeing battle more as an unfortunate necessity than enjoyment. He is very dedicated to his goals, giving them priority above all else, and adopts a no-nonsense attitude in combat. Despite this, he’s also friendly, polite, and pretty easily shocked. Although, like most Super Saiyajins, he could probably kick your ass in his sleep. He is being apped from the period following the defeat of his times’ androids.
Hey, everyone. I’m real sorry to intrude like this, but I didn’t want to leave without apologizing to whoever owns that tree back there. The one that ah…they must have been using to hang their underwear… I’m honestly not sure how I ended up in it to begin with but please believe me; I really didn’t mean to get in the way of someone’s laundry. I guess it has to be these peaceful times, huh? I don’t think I’ve ever felt fully comfortable with just sitting back and enjoying the scenery before. I must have dozed off or something.
Oh, sorry. I haven’t introduced myself yet. My name is Trunks Briefs…No, I’m not joking. Why does everyone always ask that? Would anyone mind telling me what kind of place this is? I’m getting the impression that it isn’t exactly the annual gun show, even with all the firearms I’ve seen in the past five minutes. Maybe I can give you a hand with things while I’m here. It’s really not a problem. I don’t even need my own shotgun, see I-
Hey! What on earth are you doing?! Exactly where did you get the idea that shooting at others is okay? There. Try to shoot something with it now. Just because they’re a litter greener than most…don’t you think this world has had enough death? It’s not like people can ever come back once they’ve died! And no. I’m not going to bend it back until you learn to stop pointing that shotgun at other people.
Wha…what do you mean ‘sure they can’? Are you saying- Wait, let me see if I understand this correctly. These ‘moogles’ you have can bring people back from the dead? There wouldn’t happen to be seven of them, would there? But either way…I. This is great! I need to let Mother know! She’ll be so excited to hear about this! You’ll have to forgive me, I need to get back home with this news as soon as possible.
…Huh? I don’t understand. I can’t leave? I don’t mean any offense, but I don’t think anyone here is capable of stopping me.
Oh, I see. You’re referring to the barrier you have generated around the area. I guess if I just broke through it that could cause you problems…You’re right, flying out of here would have been rude of me. Do you know who I could talk to about shutting this field down then?…MY MOM? Well yes, Mother could be helpful in this situation. It’s too bad that she’s not here.
Character: Mirai (Future) Trunks Briefs Wiki
Series: Dragonball/Z
Character Age: 20
Canon: A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away (a.k.a. Akira Toriyama’s mind, 1984) there was a boy, a girl, and seven magic balls that could grant any wish when collected. Time passed by in this mystical world, and the boy spent his days happily stopping anything that dared try to harm it; from armies, to demons, to aliens from outer space.
And then the space time continuum decided to go 'splooy'.
Enter Mirai Trunks. Raised primarily by his single mother, Bulma, he is the only surviving warrior from an alternate future where killer androids rain terror down upon a rapidly diminishing population. With no one alive who can defeat them, Trunks agrees to go back in time, warn of the coming massacre, and as a bonus creates at least three alternate futures along the way. You go, Trunks.
Having grown up in the timeline that got the short end of the stick, Trunks has a serious attitude towards fighting, seeing battle more as an unfortunate necessity than enjoyment. He is very dedicated to his goals, giving them priority above all else, and adopts a no-nonsense attitude in combat. Despite this, he’s also friendly, polite, and pretty easily shocked. Although, like most Super Saiyajins, he could probably kick your ass in his sleep. He is being apped from the period following the defeat of his times’ androids.
Hey, everyone. I’m real sorry to intrude like this, but I didn’t want to leave without apologizing to whoever owns that tree back there. The one that ah…they must have been using to hang their underwear… I’m honestly not sure how I ended up in it to begin with but please believe me; I really didn’t mean to get in the way of someone’s laundry. I guess it has to be these peaceful times, huh? I don’t think I’ve ever felt fully comfortable with just sitting back and enjoying the scenery before. I must have dozed off or something.
Oh, sorry. I haven’t introduced myself yet. My name is Trunks Briefs…No, I’m not joking. Why does everyone always ask that? Would anyone mind telling me what kind of place this is? I’m getting the impression that it isn’t exactly the annual gun show, even with all the firearms I’ve seen in the past five minutes. Maybe I can give you a hand with things while I’m here. It’s really not a problem. I don’t even need my own shotgun, see I-
Hey! What on earth are you doing?! Exactly where did you get the idea that shooting at others is okay? There. Try to shoot something with it now. Just because they’re a litter greener than most…don’t you think this world has had enough death? It’s not like people can ever come back once they’ve died! And no. I’m not going to bend it back until you learn to stop pointing that shotgun at other people.
Wha…what do you mean ‘sure they can’? Are you saying- Wait, let me see if I understand this correctly. These ‘moogles’ you have can bring people back from the dead? There wouldn’t happen to be seven of them, would there? But either way…I. This is great! I need to let Mother know! She’ll be so excited to hear about this! You’ll have to forgive me, I need to get back home with this news as soon as possible.
…Huh? I don’t understand. I can’t leave? I don’t mean any offense, but I don’t think anyone here is capable of stopping me.
Oh, I see. You’re referring to the barrier you have generated around the area. I guess if I just broke through it that could cause you problems…You’re right, flying out of here would have been rude of me. Do you know who I could talk to about shutting this field down then?…MY MOM? Well yes, Mother could be helpful in this situation. It’s too bad that she’s not here.