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Super Poof
15 years ago
As of now, all of the Sifhafuvs have journal entries. We will be adding new entries as we create new dolls. As a caveat, please note that the first 27 bios were not created chronologically and are not in any sort of order.
More than a decade had past since the Hafuvs had gained almost free reign in Woldervon. King Reginald Dude Guy III fought desperately to regain control, to little avail. The people had almost given up. The last scrap of hope to be found was a prophecy stating a child would be born: the only one with the power to restore balance.
Many people did not believe in the prophecy, and King Reginald was one of these. He preferred practicality to blind hope, and spent most of his time worrying endlessly. He had learned long ago never to trust in anyone or anything but himself, not even those closest to him. Subsequently, the birth of his son was a trying time for him, full of doubt and second-thoughts. But he knew that, as king, he must have an heir.
It was a starless, cloudy night. Reginald sat on the balcony, absorbed in the smell of rain that would soon fall, waiting for news from inside. As he peered into the deep blackness, worrying, he began to hear the cries of an infant. With a sigh, he turned around; within a few moments the door opened, spilling dim, dingy light from the room onto the stone floor. The midwife stood silhouetted against the light, holding a squalling bundle. His son.
The king reached out and took the child in his arms for the first time. He wasn't sure what to feel. Joy? Regret? Anxiety? Hope?
It was then that the storm started. The first flash of lightning illuminated the child's face, and King Reginald gasped in shock. It had just been a brief moment, but he knew what he'd seen. His son had the distinctive hair mentioned in the prophecy. This was the child that would deliver his people. He turned his face to the heavens, letting the first drops of rain mingle with his tears, and listened to the night wind. It whispered a name--Super Poof.
As Super Poof grew, his father kept his hair cut short and tucked inside a purple hat, so as not to draw attention from the Hafuvs. Under his father's tutelage, young Super Poof learned the art of combat, and also not to trust anyone but himself. According to Reginald's wishes, Super Poof created his own secret identity, naming himself Duke. He told no one who he truly was, not even his own father.
Now a grown man and accomplished hero, Super Poof proudly wears his hair long, a symbol of justice to strike fear into the hearts of even the most bloodthirsty villains. He has devoted his life to the Sifs--the resistance against the Hafuvs--and will let nothing come between him and the pursuit of righteousness.
However, as Duke, he has found love. He is deeply involved with a man by the name of Not Superior Great Man Momoiro. Mindful of his father's warnings, Duke has never told his beloved that he is the great hero Super Poof. Nor is he aware that Not Superior Great Man Momoiro is also hiding a dark secret--he is, in actuality, Superior Great Man Momoiro, Super Poof's younger brother. Since neither of them ever told each other (or their father) about their secret identities, all three are blissfully unaware of the incestuous relationship.
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All Sifhafuvs are original characters and belong wholly to us. However, as a disclaimer: Super Poof was the first Sifhafuv we made, and before the creation of King Reginald Dude Guy III, we considered him to be the leader of the Sifs. He is still the main character. Super Poof was originally a G.I. Joe "Duke." His tutu and doll shirt are both of unknown origins (they were lying around the house since childhood) but his hat is purple Barbie underwear. At first, we had made his hair out of toilet paper and tape, but we found it likely to rip, and it needed to be replaced a lot if he was handled often. His hair is now pink and white yarn, some of it brushed out to make it fluffy. It is hot-glued inside of his underwear, and to the top of his head. His costume change from Super Poof to Duke involves turning his purse around to face the other direction, to those who were wondering.(Yes, that's all it involves. No one said it was a good costume.) Fun Fact: Duke is a talking G.I. Joe. He has a button on his side that you can press to make him spew random combat-speak. And when I say random, I mean he has a number of different phrases and sound effects he jumbles together however he feels like, so that half the time he doesn't even make sense. Things like, "Rock and Roll! Top Smoke on the Cobra Jet at the battlefield! Chkachkachkachka PCHKKKOWWWW! PCHKKKOWWW! Attack! WOO WOO WOO! COBRA ATTACK! WOO WOO WOO!"
Many people did not believe in the prophecy, and King Reginald was one of these. He preferred practicality to blind hope, and spent most of his time worrying endlessly. He had learned long ago never to trust in anyone or anything but himself, not even those closest to him. Subsequently, the birth of his son was a trying time for him, full of doubt and second-thoughts. But he knew that, as king, he must have an heir.
It was a starless, cloudy night. Reginald sat on the balcony, absorbed in the smell of rain that would soon fall, waiting for news from inside. As he peered into the deep blackness, worrying, he began to hear the cries of an infant. With a sigh, he turned around; within a few moments the door opened, spilling dim, dingy light from the room onto the stone floor. The midwife stood silhouetted against the light, holding a squalling bundle. His son.
The king reached out and took the child in his arms for the first time. He wasn't sure what to feel. Joy? Regret? Anxiety? Hope?
It was then that the storm started. The first flash of lightning illuminated the child's face, and King Reginald gasped in shock. It had just been a brief moment, but he knew what he'd seen. His son had the distinctive hair mentioned in the prophecy. This was the child that would deliver his people. He turned his face to the heavens, letting the first drops of rain mingle with his tears, and listened to the night wind. It whispered a name--Super Poof.
As Super Poof grew, his father kept his hair cut short and tucked inside a purple hat, so as not to draw attention from the Hafuvs. Under his father's tutelage, young Super Poof learned the art of combat, and also not to trust anyone but himself. According to Reginald's wishes, Super Poof created his own secret identity, naming himself Duke. He told no one who he truly was, not even his own father.
Now a grown man and accomplished hero, Super Poof proudly wears his hair long, a symbol of justice to strike fear into the hearts of even the most bloodthirsty villains. He has devoted his life to the Sifs--the resistance against the Hafuvs--and will let nothing come between him and the pursuit of righteousness.
However, as Duke, he has found love. He is deeply involved with a man by the name of Not Superior Great Man Momoiro. Mindful of his father's warnings, Duke has never told his beloved that he is the great hero Super Poof. Nor is he aware that Not Superior Great Man Momoiro is also hiding a dark secret--he is, in actuality, Superior Great Man Momoiro, Super Poof's younger brother. Since neither of them ever told each other (or their father) about their secret identities, all three are blissfully unaware of the incestuous relationship.
****
All Sifhafuvs are original characters and belong wholly to us. However, as a disclaimer: Super Poof was the first Sifhafuv we made, and before the creation of King Reginald Dude Guy III, we considered him to be the leader of the Sifs. He is still the main character. Super Poof was originally a G.I. Joe "Duke." His tutu and doll shirt are both of unknown origins (they were lying around the house since childhood) but his hat is purple Barbie underwear. At first, we had made his hair out of toilet paper and tape, but we found it likely to rip, and it needed to be replaced a lot if he was handled often. His hair is now pink and white yarn, some of it brushed out to make it fluffy. It is hot-glued inside of his underwear, and to the top of his head. His costume change from Super Poof to Duke involves turning his purse around to face the other direction, to those who were wondering.(Yes, that's all it involves. No one said it was a good costume.) Fun Fact: Duke is a talking G.I. Joe. He has a button on his side that you can press to make him spew random combat-speak. And when I say random, I mean he has a number of different phrases and sound effects he jumbles together however he feels like, so that half the time he doesn't even make sense. Things like, "Rock and Roll! Top Smoke on the Cobra Jet at the battlefield! Chkachkachkachka PCHKKKOWWWW! PCHKKKOWWW! Attack! WOO WOO WOO! COBRA ATTACK! WOO WOO WOO!"
