If I really wanted to, I would do it.
Name Zui Buxiu
Alias Bu Qiyan De Shen
Racial Human
Species humanoid
Gender Male ♂
Years 24
Height 5'5"
Weight 110lbs
Hair Black
Eyes Blue
Sexuality eh?
Marital none
Occupation Drunken Smart-ass
Residence no where
Ranking Exile
The song of the drunks




He's typically friendly for the most part. Usually openly lazy, unless booze is involved.. Not exactly flirtatious, not that he doesn't understand what sex is but he is a virgin and his whole "Pilgrimage" doesn't involve that so it's not his go-to mindset. He's a gambler, a drunkard, friendly but very cocky.. But polite.
Skill Set


Due to years of intense training in martial arts Bookie is capable of above-average feats of strength, dexterity, and skill. All of this skill allows him to be quite proficient in the art of drunken boxing without taking on too many of the drawbacks related to the form.

Heightened senses - Due to having to internalize his power so heavily in order to force it outward, the overwhelming flow of energy has super charged his senses to the point that he can literally feel an opponent move before they actually do thus affording him quite a superb level of defense in regards to avoiding attacks without having a need to respond in kind.

Heightened reflexes - As a result of his heightened senses it can appear at times that his reflexes are much greater than that of even a well practiced martial artist. This is seen in the way he uses his body for fighting even when completely drunk, those observing would see it as his body simply bending to accept a force directed at him and then flowing around it like water as his drunken stupor keeps his body entirely relaxed.

Iron body - Years of training in Taijiquan, one of the principal arts of Xing Yi Quan, that allowed him to hone his ability to internalize vast amounts of power has in turn caused his body to harden in response to the intense strain such practice enacted upon him. This makes him capable of receiving grievous blows without any apparent ill effect, unskilled swordsmen would see their blades merely glance off of him, damaging his clothing but not the flesh beneath.. This along with his reflexes has shown for him to have the ability to catch a bullet fired from a high powered rifle, but it's not entirely certain if he could do the same under machine gun fire.

Several above-average physical abilities - The first three skills combined allow for Bookie to achieve feats that even Olympians would find a point of jealousy. While not capable of lifting tons, Bookie has shown the ability to easily punch through three inches of armor grade steel with little effort. He can as well due to the strength gained from such training run much faster, his average being around 25mph for sprints but for short distances or quick bursts to close ground he's been seen to seemingly vanish to even the eyes of an expert. As well, all of the training of internal power has allowed Bookie to learn superb control of his own physical energy giving him the ability to shift his weight at will to become lighter than he actually is for the sake of jumping, or moving without making sound.

Extreme lucidity - While most always found excessively drunk, his heightened senses cause him to actually remain rather clear headed even when it appears that he's stumbling over his own feet.. A great tool, as it leaves an opponent unaware of what he can truly do. One of the assets of his training that he values the most, as he tries to not fight unless absolutely necessary. This state of mental being is what allows for him to dodge with such rubbery motions as a drunkard would exhibit, and to catch bullets. It took years of concentration for him to learn how to internalize his power and turn it into an outward force, and all of that practice allows him to remain at least mostly aware of his immediate surroundings as even when drunk he finds it rather easy to focus to such an extreme degree.

Overwhelming Willpower - One of the drawbacks to drunken boxing is the likelihood of addiction and dependency upon alcohol to remain capable of moving the body properly for fighting after years of suffered abuse, and it takes a great amount of will power to prevent this. Bookie is by no means dependent upon alcohol for his skill, he just likes to be drunk and can fight with the same level of skill no matter if he's sober or plastered. Though, it is more likely that he causes more damage to an opponent while drunk because the majority of his focus is placed upon allowing his body to move of it's own accord, drunken boxing relies very little on thinking about a plan of attack. This focus can in turn be placed elsewhere, and when drunk that focus is directed to his body simply to tell it to move.. This minor distraction can cause Bookie to accidentally deal more damage as he's not focused on pulling his punches.

Iron stomach - While not exactly a skill in truth, years of drinking excessively has toughened Bookie's stomach allowing him to handle much more drink than the average person and as well stave off any poison that can be ingested that would naturally result in a person's slow and painful death. He would get very sick, but he would survive.

Explosive force - All of that internalized power resulted in the talent that caused the jealousy of his family in the first place.. Without even the ability to grunt, his ability to expel his power outward in all directions is quite impressive. When simply releasing that power in all directions, he's capable of creating a concussive wave of force that can damage or destroy close objects and move other objects that reside outside of the initial sphere of damage. Likewise, if directed and released through a single point rather than outward in all directions, he's been shown to be capable of uprooting large trees just by punching the air rather hard their direction. Most martial artists tend to give a loud shout, an audible demand for the force to be used, typically referred to as Kiai. He can do this without the need for shouting, due to being born mute, and without the aided control offered by the shout his force tends to exceed that of someone who can shout because he lacks that tiny bit of control that is afforded to most other martial arts practitioners.
Diary of a Drunk
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hon Born Zui Buxiu, given the title Bu Qiyan De Shen to avoid shaming his family any further while in exile.
hon A lazy drunkard, ousted from this same family and sent on pilgrimage to learn that there is more to life than simply laying about and drinking all day.
hon Descended from a long line of immortals, Bookie (Initially born under the name of Zui Buxiu) was next in line to ascend to the status of an immortal but it was determined by the authority figure of the family that he was not yet ready for a life of agelessness.. He was too lazy, and knew not how to use that time well enough for it to be considered an acceptable gift to possess.
hon Zui Buxiu was lazy with good reason, however.. Born of martial artists who were masters of most forms regarding the art of Neijian his internal strength is said to be unrivaled. He had to work harder to learn to use that power, being born mute disallowed the use of Kiai in order to increase the effectiveness of his blows in training so he turned that energy inward and force it outward through the various contact points of his body with relatively impressive results.
hon Despite the inability to shout to focus power, Zui himself mastered at a young age one of the five elements of Xing Yi Quan, one of the various styles that he took skills from. The knowledge of Pao, the element of fire, exploding outward from within like a cannonball but rather than allowing the force to spread and dissipate it would cover.
hon Even in silence he surpassed many others of his family who grew jealous because as he became stronger at a faster rate than them even though he was handicapped, and in turn his rate of expeditious learning caused him to eventually become lazy as he felt he had enough power.. He didn't yearn like the others for the right of immortality.
hon Yet they complained, a counsel was held and with it the decision made to banish him until he learned to respect the flow of time and never allow one's own level of skill to cause a point of stagnation. Stagnation was the end of life, especially for an immortal.
hon While Bookie is not an immortal, he is descended from them and this doesn't really make him any different from anyone else. He would have to drink the elixir of immortality to become ageless and even then he still wouldn't be a god.
hon He would still be mortal to the extent of not being impervious, relying on his martial skill to aid in protecting him from outside sources of harm as he would only be ageless.. Not unkillable.
hon Yet, in the years he's been traveling on this forced exile and pilgrimage Bookie still has not even begun to learn whatever lesson he's meant to know. He truly does not have the desire for agelessness like those few jealous family members who caused his exile, which in turn happened to be the reason why the elders wished to give that gift to him.
hon The others were too worried about themselves, yet Bookie was not worried about himself enough. The elders wanted him to find that middle ground before allowing him to make the choice to ascend or not.. Of course, he didn't know this.
Heart-companions?
name here
oh this person is amazing i know that i can trust them because they have shown unending kindness towards me despite me being absolute garbo. you know what i'm too drunk to really care but friends are all good and dandy when you're not being kicked around by gods trying to prove that they have bigger wangers than you despite you not caring. hopefully this profile also gets done soon since someone has to be a lazy shithead time to time but here you go because i love you and hope you make many a friend and not fuck up this profile when you try to add things. good god please don't i worked hard.

name here
oh this person is amazing i know that i can trust them because they have shown unending kindness towards me despite me being absolute garbo. you know what i'm too drunk to really care but friends are all good and dandy when you're not being kicked around by gods trying to prove that they have bigger wangers than you despite you not caring. hopefully this profile also gets done soon since someone has to be a lazy shithead time to time but here you go because i love you and hope you make many a friend and not fuck up this profile when you try to add things. good god please don't i worked hard.

No More Heroes
001.
I am pretty PM friendly. I just won't accept smut in PM's unless it's for the paramour. I apologize to you.

002.
I do T1 fighting. Be prepared.

003.
Smut? Paramour only. Love? In Character only. Why? Because me and him are separate characters. I wish to keep us separate.

004.
OOC affections? Very Unlikely. I flirt, but will I actually be with you? More than unlikely.

005.
This code was a Failurecodes profile. If you wish for one, please send them an email. She works hard on these and a few of them may have taken her a few days to get to/make. I know a lot of people here code, but how many actually show the love in them?

006.
I'm not for drama. Please keep that away from me. I love y'all like sugar, but please don't bring OOC drama to me.