Announcements: Cutting Costs (2024) » January 2024 Copyfraud Attack » Finding Universes to Join (and making yours more visible!) » Guide To Universes On RPG » Member Shoutout Thread » Starter Locations & Prompts for Newcomers » RPG Chat — the official app » Frequently Asked Questions » Suggestions & Requests: THE MASTER THREAD »

Latest Discussions: Adapa Adapa's for adapa » To the Rich Men North of Richmond » Shake Senora » Good Morning RPG! » Ramblings of a Madman: American History Unkempt » Site Revitalization » Map Making Resources » Lost Poetry » Wishes » Ring of Invisibility » Seeking Roleplayer for Rumple/Mr. Gold from Once Upon a Time » Some political parody for these trying times » What dinosaur are you? » So, I have an Etsy » Train Poetry I » Joker » D&D Alignment Chart: How To Get A Theorem Named After You » Dungeon23 : Creative Challenge » Returning User - Is it dead? » Twelve Days of Christmas »

Players Wanted: Long-term fantasy roleplay partners wanted » Serious Anime Crossover Roleplay (semi-literate) » Looking for a long term partner! » JoJo or Mha roleplay » Seeking long-term rp partners for MxM » [MxF] Ruining Beauty / Beauty x Bastard » Minecraft Rp Help Wanted » CALL FOR WITNESSES: The Public v Zosimos » Social Immortal: A Vampire Only Soiree [The Multiverse] » XENOMORPH EDM TOUR Feat. Synthe Gridd: Get Your Tickets! » Aishna: Tower of Desire » Looking for fellow RPGers/Characters » looking for a RP partner (ABO/BL) » Looking for a long term roleplay partner » Explore the World of Boruto with Our Roleplaying Group on FB » More Jedi, Sith, and Imperials needed! » Role-player's Wanted » OSR Armchair Warrior looking for Kin » Friday the 13th Fun, Anyone? » Writers Wanted! »

1
followers
follow

Tora Butler

A prized combatant of Gadget.

0 · 2,061 views · located in Main Street

a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Moonscar

Description

Image
Gadget's "Tornado"
Tora is a short, comely young woman with a loud demeanor with a big mouth to match. Her love for makeup and dye show their colors, what with her vivid green lips and pink streaked hair.


Age: 18
Birth Date: January 15th

Species: Human
Race: Native American, Chinese, Caucasian

Nationality: Terran
Place of Birth: Alternate Earth, New York Haven
Current Residence: Wing City

Eye Color: Green

Height: 5'4"
Weight: 140 lbs

Position: Combatant, Team 4
Hoverbike:
- Large High-Flyer
-Round lifters
-Moderate armor plates
-Dark blue
-Fitted with a holographic data scrolling screen and [insert detailed weaponry to come here]

So begins...

Tora Butler's Story

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Tora Butler
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Moonscar
Again, like yesterday, the day before that, and the day before that, the leather goddess strolled into Gambits, donning that same colorful set of locks that were swept back by a pair of brass goggles. She strolled in, boots thumping loudly on the floor, eyes going back between patrons and the...very strange happenings going on currently...and proceeded onward.

She sat onto a bar stool, her green lips curved into a wicked smile.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Tora Butler
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Moonscar
The young hoverbiker looked to the side, spotting a familiar face in the crowd. She got up from her seat, walked with a definite strut over to him, came in close, and chuckled. "Well, hello there," she purred, running her fingers through her multicolored hair and thinning her lips. She straightened her back and leaned onto one hip.

She then looked the Ruler right in the face. "Well! You all look mighty alike! I take it you're the big guy, right?"

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Tora Butler
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Moonscar
It was at that second that Naria beeped in, speaking to her through Tora's earpiece.

"I guess you already see the raiding Taiyou, huh? Some bug in the system didn't allow me to get to you earlier. Are they shooting?" She asked, working some type of code from her bikes' windshield screen.

Slowly, to answer, Tora parted her lips, ever so slightly, and let out a breezy "No..."
Not yet, anyway.
Trying to act as if nothing was happening, Tora gave a sort of giggle to Karsa and the Ruler. "Niceta meethca, mister Ruler, and thank you for the reassurance." She said, nodding in acceptance as she followed them over to the table.

"So whatcha doin' in a ragtag bar, Ruler? This place aint fancy."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Tora Butler
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Moonscar
"Well, gladta be in your presence, Ruler!" Tora said brightly, the grin never fading as she looked into their eyes. It wasn't a hard thing for the young hoverbiker to do, even as much as she lied.
All for a good cause, of course.
"Normal, eh? Well, despite the fact tha' y'all look the same, ye' certainly got an air aboutcha that's different," She informed him, nodding, hair falling over her shoulder.

Again, Naria beeped in. "I believe they left...or are getting ready for some really terrible surprise."

Tora wasn't sure of she should have been worried or not.
"Ah, so th' Terrians are lookin' for allies, are ye?"

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Tora Butler
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Moonscar
"Enemies of Aschen, eh..." Tora mumbled, eyes distant for a brief moment before they flickered back to life. "So ya takin' jus' about anyone, I bet? I've had some nasty people follow me before! One was Taiyou, too! Chased me for absolutely no reason, the bi-"
Tora clapped her hand over her mouth before she realized what language she was about to spout.

"Well, I'll put it this way, she wasn't the male dog in the kennel."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Tora Butler
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Moonscar
"H-hey! What th' hell do you think you're doing, pal?!" Tora scowled as the man practically shoved the barrel of his weapon in her face.

Naria beeped in. "I'm sending in six combatants and three runners right now, all armed. Do as they say, Tora. Try not to get shot," the woman said into her ear-piece, which was well hidden deep inside the crevice of her ear.

Times like this made her wish she had a skintenna, however.

When the Ruler stood up, holding a pistol, Tora took this chance to back up and retrieve one of her own wea-
Dammit. It was at HQ.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Tora Butler
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Moonscar
Meanwhile, six of the lead combatants for Gadget geared up with haste and hopped on their bikes. They were heavily armed with both technology that Cortez gave them, and technology stolen from Scrapers.
In other words, they were pretty damn ready. The Runnders did much the same, but geared up much lighter.

Soaring through the skies of hoverbikes didn't take much time, since Gambits wasn't terribly far from HQ. The hum of the hoverbikes wouldn't even sound. The Gadget members didn't seem too worried about all the high security going on.
Stealth operations were their specialty.

The Combatants wore heavy suits with what seemed like a large, complicated steel backpack. Upon their wrists were a variety of buttons and little gauges.
They skimmed their fingers about these buttons, and their cloaking devices activated, erasing heat signals and visuals.

"Move in," one of the lead Combatants whispered as they neared the doors and attempted to burst into Gambits.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Tora Butler
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Moonscar
Tora, herself, caught the gun and raised it threateningly. She knew full well how to use one of these. Hell, she'd used much more complicated weapons in her history of fighting Scrapers!
And...well, she hated to admit it, but the cool, disturbing silence of the Scrapers didn't irk her nearly as much as the loud, annoying Taiyou.

"Goddam mutherfuckers, why the hell do you keep doing this shit to me, eh? I aint even part o' nuthin'!"

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Tora Butler
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Moonscar
Pfft. Who needed to dodge bullets? Tora had human shields right there in front of her! Dodging bullets was so overrated.
As the soldier with the beam katana charged toward Tora, she aimed to load a bullet into his skull, not even flinching as the gun registered a kick. "Like hell, mutherfucker. I'm a nuclear war surviver, aint no one person gonna smash me down, or else I swear the culists will come after you!" She spat.

The hoverbikers were prepared for such a thing. They had been studying the Taiyou and many other factions for months now.
Months!
It wasn't a surprise that, when the projectiles were shot at them, that they were quick to ignite their spurt lifters and, in a dark cloud, suddenly seem to disappear from view.

They would reappear in about six...eight...no, twelve different directions. Had they somehow multiplied? It seemed so. And they were all so far apart that one lock would not do it.

Trying to hack into the weapons aboard the Taiyou's ship, Naria's technology sent out signals that attempted to fry, or at least temporarily lock down their weapons system.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Tora Butler
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Moonscar
The code that tried to mess with the weapons system would, quite suddenly, stop, then seem to focus on one weapon.
It wasn't that big, probably a turret or something, but the controlled codes on that one weapon would be immense. If Naria succeeded, she would aim the weapons toward any Taiyou ships or vehicles she could aim for.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Tora Butler
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Moonscar
"Naria, I request instant transport right now!" Tora said loudly, shooting the rifle like it was a water hose.

Before she knew it, her body was teleported from the space in a godmoddish way because her writer needed to go.

The setting changes from Gambit's Bar to The Wastelands

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Tora Butler
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Moonscar
A hoverbike zoomed atop the Wastelands, it's colorful rider utterly lost as she looked about, revving the acceleration panel with a tug of her hand and soaring higher, still. Looking down, the second-youngest member of Gadget spotted a small site. "Hrn?" She grumbled, zooming in closer to see what it was all about. However, fearful of scrapers, Tora whispered into a mic on her hoverbike interface:

"Stealth lifters activate."

On command, the sigh of the bikes engines silenced, and the glowing blue lifters on the bottom became a bland, hard-to-see black. She zoomed in slowly, the only sound her beating heart.

She she got closer, she squinted her eyes. That skin...those stitches...

Nooo.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Tora Butler
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Moonscar
As he waved the flag and slid down from the top of the building, Tora found it harder and harder to believe that it was really him. He was...moving! And speaking! Oh, lord in heaven, if there was one help Tora now!

She seemed to swerve to the side before recovering in a swift jolt, pushing her hands into the grooves where the handles were located and drawing them out, leaving the bike to hover three feet above the ground in front of Miles. Again, for the longest time, Tora stared.
Then:

"MILES!" She hollered at the top of her voice, pushing off of her hoverbike and flinging herself onto the Dhampir.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Tora Butler
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Moonscar
The wild hoverbiker would hardly let go, feeling that if she did, he might disappear again. Although, she might have been squeezing what life that was left in him outwards, so she had to step back eventually. She looked him up and down, swapping at the hand that scratched at his neck stitch. He didn't need to loosen those!

"It's been forever!" Tora exclaimed, smiling with lips still as green as ever. "I got lost! After you disappeared I looked at the edges of here, but it's just too big!"
She looked out into the distance, then at the outpost. "That's amazing! You did it all by yourself!?"

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Tora Butler
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Moonscar
"Well...well Miles, I was just exclaiming because, dammit, well I'm happy to see you!" She responded, folding her arms and looking back out at the construction. "You've got a band? That's excellent! Will you have concerts? Autograph signings?" The hoverbiker paused, thinking.

"...have you got fans yet?" She said with a cheeky grin. Nonetheless, she swept her fingers through all the colors of the rainbow her hair, mixing the dyed lochs together. "Guns? Pfft! No problem! Aw, geez, Miles, you haven't any idea...Grennel might smooch you!" She said, throwing up her hands.
"...and I'd have to get a picture of that!" Thatta girl. Always...mind...is always there.

When the garage popped up, Tora squealed. She was about to have a seizure from pure, untamed joy. "Tommy's gonna smooch you, too...!"

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Tora Butler
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Moonscar
"...she's in your band and you don't know her name?" Tora said, completely missing the fact that she had a mouth in her hair. Pfft. That was usual. The fact that he forgot her name was unusual. She gave him a long, disappointed stare before catching his head and trying to give him a nuggie. Not that it would happen. Tora was too short. She could hardly swing her arms around his shoulders.

"I can take you there! Um...I'll send out the Stationary Tracking Units. They give off a signal- I can drop them off my bike! Here, hop on!" Tora said, sliding onto her bike and pressing her palm onto a button on the interface. The seat extended. Room enough for two.

"Hop on!"

The setting changes from The Wastelands to Gambit's Bar

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Tora Butler
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Moonscar
This left Tora alone as she was looking in the other direction, scratching at her head with one hand and giving William a strange look. Now, what kind of strange creature was that? She was from earth, yes, but from a time where Pokemon was no more.
It would have been sad if her childhood wasn't already as messed up as it could have been. Her eyes were trained on the thing, not even noticing her abandonment.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Tora Butler
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Moonscar
"Hm? What? I didn't say a damn thing," Tora replied, looking away and hooking her foot onto a chair to draw it out. She sat on it with a hunched back, her bottom lip popped out, and a bored expression.
Weird thing talking to me, she thought to herself. What do I do? Act bored, that's what.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Tora Butler
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Moonscar
"M'Tora," said the teenager, looking at Will with a raised eyebrow. She leaned back in her chair, planting one foot onto the table's edge. "Whassap?"

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Tora Butler
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Moonscar
"Hm. Obviously," the teen said, eyes half-open. As the...the thing. No, William. As William took out the holographic device, Tora only let out a small "hmm."
She was very, very used to holograms thanks to being part of Gadget.

As the dusty man came in, looking very much as to what Tora remembered used to be a...cow...cow...
Cowman? No, that wasn't right, was it?
In any case, she stared. She stared a lot. And she liked what she saw. That was Tora and older men, always. "Ohhh~" she hummed.

About · Code of Conduct · Source Code





© Quill, Inc.