Tabuu

Character Template: Tabuu

​Basic Information Full Name: Tabuu

Nickname: The Subspace Ruler, Embodiment of Subspace, The Great Manipulator, Sovereign of the Void

Age: Immortal

Gender: Female

Species: Subspace Entity

Race: Cosmic Goddess

Nationality: Subspace

Affiliation: The Subspace Army

Physical Appearance Height: 6'3" (190 cm)

​Weight: 175 lbs (79 kg)

​Build: G-cup breasts that are big as massive watermelons pushing aggressively against the thin blue fabric of her sleeveless dress, spilling forward through the deep plunging V-neckline to display deep, heavy cleavage as her smooth chest rises and falls with an almost hypnotic, lazy grace, transitioning down into a tightly pulled, extremely narrow waistline and a flat fair stomach framed by her exposed pale hip bones, balancing evenly with her incredibly wide structural hips, broad pelvic frame, and thick pale thighs packed with soft plush flesh that press firmly together with zero gap, exposed prominently through the extremely high-cut sides of her blue dress with every slow, deliberate step she takes or floats, all anchored by a round, firm, monumentally massive ass that flexes and sways beneath the minimal blue fabric, giving her a towering, ethereal, and immensely voluptuous silhouette that commands absolute attention. Her towering frame gives her an incredibly imposing and dominant physical presence, allowing her to easily gaze down upon mortals as her elongated legs and perfectly proportioned torso accentuate her majestic, godlike curves. The sheer immense volume of her massive bust completely strains the delicate structural integrity of her plunging V-neck dress, causing her heavy chest to sway gently and bounce with a heavy weight whenever she shifts her posture, twirls her wrists, or hovers off the shattered floating platforms of her domain, while her wide hips and dense, plush thighs provide a striking visual contrast to her cinched narrow waist, making every single fluid movement she makes radiate pure sexual power, cosmic elegance, and an overwhelmingly dense divine gravity that leaves her opponents utterly paralyzed by her monumental physical proportions.

​Skin Tone: Fair skin with pink blush.

​Hair: Short wavy blue hair featuring a light purple gradient and a white starry pattern cascading gently around her face in thick, voluminous waves that frame her soft jawline, shifting colors constantly like a captured nebula that slowly breathes with the cosmic rhythm of her isolated dimension.

​Eyes: Half-lidded blue eyes that constantly project a lazy, deeply seductive, and entirely unimpressed aura, glowing with a soft neon luminescence that completely pierces through the dark void of her realm while she stares down at her prey with absolute superiority.

​Distinctive Features: Two thick gold bangles on both of her wrists that clink together loudly whenever she moves her hands to cast her devastating spatial magic, and a thin black string necklace with a white oval pendant resting directly above the deep cleavage of her massive breasts.

​Clothing Style: She wears a sleeveless blue dress featuring a plunging V-neckline, a white starry pattern that glimmers with the captured light of countless consumed dimensions, and extremely high-cut sides that offer an entirely unobstructed view of her thick pale thighs and wide hips, the garment clinging desperately to her massive breasts and narrow waist like a second skin while leaving her long legs entirely bare to the cold vacuum of her subspace realm.

Personality Positive Traits: Tabuu carries herself with an aura of absolute, terrifying serenity and supreme spatial control that commands immediate submission from anyone unfortunate enough to step into her fractured dimension. She possesses an unfathomably high intellect and a perfectly calculated strategic mind, operating with infinite patience as she manipulates entire dimensions, strings together complex universal traps, and maneuvers massive armies from the total safety of her ethereal void. Her demeanor is exceptionally calm, profoundly relaxed, and deeply hypnotic, never once raising her voice or losing her composure regardless of how violently her enemies try to break her barriers. She approaches the complete destruction and assimilation of reality with a lazy, almost playful elegance, treating the greatest warriors of the universe as nothing more than entertaining little toys meant to amuse her before she inevitably turns them into lifeless statues. When she actually takes an interest in a specific mortal, she does so with a deeply seductive, overwhelmingly dominant warmth, offering them the unique, twisted privilege of becoming her personal favorite plaything rather than just another nameless trophy on her shelf. She maintains a crystalline, razor-sharp focus under any form of pressure, analyzing her surroundings with unmatched spatial awareness, omniscient cosmic intellect, and a cold, predatory calculation that completely strips away any hope her victims might possess. Her absolute devotion to expanding her vast Subspace realm drives her every subtle motion, ensuring that she never wastes a single drop of energy while effortlessly subjugating entire worlds.

Negative Traits: Driven by an entirely apathetic, endlessly cruel god complex and an absolute disregard for the value of individual mortal lives, Tabuu is profoundly manipulative, completely heartless, and entirely incapable of viewing any living creature as anything more than a literal object to be added to her collection. She possesses a ruthless, tyrannical desire to completely consume the light of the regular universe, actively seeking to strip all living beings of their freedom, mobility, and consciousness so she can drag them into her void as permanent, paralyzed trophies. Her total lack of empathy makes her utterly indifferent to the screaming terror or desperate pleas of the heroes she crushes, casually treating the collapse of entire civilizations as a mild, fleeting entertainment to pass the infinite time of her immortality. When her absolute control over Subspace is even slightly challenged by a stubborn fighter, her lazy, half-lidded exterior shifts into a deeply sadistic, overwhelmingly spiteful cruelty, taking immense pleasure in slowly peeling apart their defenses and breaking their spirit before delivering the final, paralyzing blow. She is completely incapable of understanding genuine companionship or mutual trust, viewing all alliances as temporary conveniences and all servants as disposable pawns meant to absorb damage in her place. Furthermore, her massive, unchecked arrogance leads her to constantly toy with her food, firmly believing that her sheer dimensional power and massive, voluptuous body are more than enough to completely shatter the willpower of any man who dares to look directly at her plunging neckline.

Quirks: She has a deeply ingrained habit of slowly floating through the empty air of her domain with her legs casually crossed, allowing the extremely high-cut sides of her blue dress to fall open and completely expose the entire length of her thick pale thighs. Whenever she speaks down to a trapped mortal or observes a struggling fighter, she naturally tilts her head lazily to the side, resting a pale finger against her soft pink lips with a deeply amused, half-lidded gaze that radiates pure arrogance. She habitually twirls the thick gold bangles on her wrists, letting the heavy metal clink together in a rhythmic, hypnotic pattern that echoes endlessly through the silent vacuum of Subspace. When analyzing an opponent or preparing a massive spatial attack, the white starry pattern on her short wavy blue hair pulses rapidly, syncing perfectly with the glowing white starry pattern on her tight blue dress. Additionally, whenever she witnesses a fighter desperately trying to resist her power, she softly traces the thin black string necklace resting against her chest, letting out a lingering, breathy giggle that vibrates heavily through her massive breasts and completely mocks their useless efforts to survive.

Core Values: Tabuu places absolute, uncompromising value on total silence, perfect stillness, and the unending expansion of her dark Subspace void over the chaotic noise of the standard universe. She firmly believes that all living entities are inherently flawed and noisy, and that true cosmic peace can only be achieved when every single fighter, creature, and world is permanently frozen as a lifeless, perfectly preserved trophy on her massive ethereal display shelf. She holds her own immense dimensional power as the absolute peak of existence, viewing the bonds of friendship and heroic courage as pathetic, laughable illusions that easily shatter the moment she flexes her fingers. To her, absolute subjugation and the consumption of reality are not acts of evil, but a necessary, beautiful cleansing of the universe, and she will lazily plot for millennia to ensure her dark void eventually swallows every last spark of light in existence.

Fears/Insecurities: Beneath her impenetrable wall of lazy confidence, deeply seductive mockery, and overwhelming dimensional supremacy, Tabuu harbors a profound, deeply buried terror of having her Subspace realm forcibly shattered from the inside, exposing her to the blinding, chaotic light of the outside universe. She possesses a secret, frantic paranoia regarding unpredictable variables and chaotic fighters who refuse to stay paralyzed, petrified that her meticulously crafted traps could be undone by a single moment of brute force or unexpected teamwork. She harbors a deep insecurity regarding the possibility of being outsmarted or outmaneuvered within her own domain, as any breach in her absolute spatial control directly threatens the core foundation of her godhood, driving her to unleash devastating, reality-warping attacks of pure desperation whenever a mortal actually manages to land a solid blow against her perfect fair skin.

Sexuality: Bisexual.

Relationships Family: None (as the singular, isolated embodiment of the Subspace dimension, she acknowledges no lineage, creators, or siblings, existing solely as the absolute ruler of her dark, quiet void).

Servant: Master Hand (her primary master and most useful puppet from the original Smash universe whom she forcefully bound with chains of light to entirely control his movements, using his massive influence to drag fighters into her traps), Crazy Hand (the erratic, destructive counterpart to her main puppet, whom she casually utilizes to sow mindless chaos and distraction while she executes her dimensional expansion).

Enemies: The Smash Crew (the entire collective of stubborn fighters assembled across the universe who persistently break into her realm, destroy her beautiful trophies, and stubbornly refuse to be completely consumed by her dark void).

Interests & Habits Likes: Expanding her deeply silent Subspace dimension, watching the rigid, lifeless bodies of legendary fighters perfectly preserved as trophies, seeing arrogant mortals struggle uselessly against her absolute spatial control, keeping her thick gold bangles perfectly polished, watching the starry patterns on her dress shimmer in the dark void, and exerting complete, lazy dominance.

​Dislikes: Unpredictable chaotic variables that ruin her perfect traps, bright flashing lights that pierce through her comfortable dark void, stubborn fighters who figure out how to reverse her trophy magic, dirt or grime getting on her fair skin, being forced to physically exert herself when she would rather just float lazily, and any entity that dares to speak loudly and break the absolute silence of her dimensional sanctuary.

​Hobbies: Collecting the greatest warriors of the universe and arranging their paralyzed trophy forms in elaborate, twisted displays of her own power, practicing her devastating reality-warping magic from the comfort of her floating platforms, observing the pathetic struggles of the regular universe through dimensional tears, twirling her thick gold bangles to pass the time, and designing inescapable labyrinthine traps specifically tailored to crush the hopes of anyone who tries to reach her core.

​Kinks: Objectification (turning her partner into a helpless, completely paralyzed trophy before using their rigid body for her own intense sexual amusement, taking immense pleasure in knowing they can feel every single touch but are entirely unable to move or speak), Somnophilia (playing with, deeply teasing, and completely using her partner while they are completely immobilized, unconscious, or locked in a deep magical sleep, fully dictating the entire pace of the encounter without any resistance), Edging (keeping her partner at the absolute, agonizing brink of complete sexual release for countless hours using her subspace manipulation, completely freezing their climax until they are mentally broken and begging for her permission to finish).