In this quest, we take the reins of Vegeta, Prince of all Saiyans, in his quest to reunite the Saiyan race and oppose the rule of the perfidious Frieza and his Cold Empire. After four years of hiatus, I return.== Archive==https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=KingQM== Recap of our situation ==Vegeta and his crew have learned of a station used by the Saiyan resistance, a group formed soon after the destruction of planet Vegeta, over twenty years ago. While the station is derelict, it hosts intel and devices that could prove useful to the aims of the Prince. The Capsule Corp. Saiyan Spacebase Mark II crewed with Vegeta, Nappa, Turles, Raditz, the newly rescued Saiyans Kalabash and Calava, and the ship’s pilot and engineer, the human Bulma Brief, departed for Sadala Station and found it overrun by space pirates led by the mighty captain Zodd.Following tense negotiations, Vegeta and Zodd began a one-on-one duel to settle who would keep authority over the station. The battle continues…
>>6396484Hello /qst/. Many, many years ago I started a quest called Vegeta Quest, where we took control of Vegeta a year before his arrival at Earth.The quest had a good first thread, then I got taken by the QM curse. It was revived two times, once in 2021 and the other in 2022, each time it died out due to general personal issues and burnout. QMing required a lot of time that I didn’t have to spare. I hung around /qst/ for the next 4 years as a lurker/poster/one-shot QM afterwards and noticed that the board had slowed down quite a bit, which led me to think that I could actually handle the QM workload once again.So, imagine reviving a quest that died thrice already, four years after its last death. Why even? Because I loved Vegeta Quest, it’s my favorite quest I’ve ever QMed, and it’s the one incomplete personal project that still hangs on my mind to this very day, FOUR years later. I needed to come back to it eventually, and hopefully my eternally loyal playerbase remains and comes back with me for another adventure along with new players we pick up on our way.I spent two weeks rereading the entire quest, taking notes on characters, preparing for future arcs, and steeling myself for a prolonged, proper period of QMing.
>>6396485Year 761Vegeta, rightful holder of the title "Prince of all Saiyans" after the fall of his planet, has seen his life change in the past year. What looked like a simple mission to a low power level planet turned into a near-death situation and a complete disaster for Frieza's interests. After saving the life of his two servants, Raditz and Nappa, the trio set coordinates for Earth to hopefully meet Kakarot and heal their wounds with his help, exiling themselves from the Cold Empire.They found that Kakarot had become 'humanized', unwilling to let go of his friends to join your ranks. Still, your weakened state did not leave you many options. In exchange for healing by the earthlings, you swore to not destroy or harm the population of the Earth and train with Kakarot for a full year.After learning a variety of techniques from Kakarot and his reluctant comrades, Earth was invaded by the Crusher Corps, but through cunning and 'experimental' tactics, Vegeta was able to defeat Turles and destroy his ship, unaware that within were the seeds of the mighty Tree of Life. Turles then joined the Saiyans on Earth.Kakarot, angered by Vegeta's actions during the battle with Turles, asked to duel Vegeta. After a long fight, Vegeta smashed Kakarot's limbs and rendered him unable to move, not before an intervention by a particularly angry Gohan. Tensions are high as the fighting was bloody, but it proved that Kakarot and Raditz were capable of great feats when spurred by their compassion.Afterwards, in exchange for saving Earth from Turles, the Brief family designed a powerful new armor for the Saiyans and were constructing a spaceship for Vegeta and his servants in order to find out if any other Saiyan remnants still fight around the galaxy. While she completed the ship, Vegeta went out to meet Kakarot and reconcile as best he could with the humans of Earth.After the new Saiyan spaceship was completed, we gathered a crew out of our Saiyan warriors, Bulma as a ship technician and the Namekian Piccolo, who wished to help in exchange for a future visit to Namek. Bulma’s ‘galactic range saiyan radar’ was activated and after detecting the signatures of the Saiyans onboard and after a long wait, it detected five others in a far off world. Eager to include even more Saiyans into his growing princedom, Vegeta decided to send the ship on its fastest path towards the newfound signatures, obliterating a Frieza scout ship that was patrolling the area into space dust and training Bulma in the use of ki (in exchange for an eventual gravity room) along the way.
>>6396487The ship arrived at an arid planet after six months of travel. Everyone except Bulma descended to the surface to help out four of the signatures, the lowest ones, from pursuing Frieza soldiers. There Vegeta met Kalabash, his non-combatant wife Gisa, their plucky daughter Rokka and their terrified son Oshe. Piccolo had laid a trap for the pursuing Frieza soldiers with his Hellzone Grenade, passing it off as a trap with conventional explosives for those who might eventually investigate the matter.With Kalabash and his family safe, Piccolo and Raditz stayed with them until the Attack Pods Mk. II could carry them to the safety of Bulma’s ship, while the rest led by Vegeta flew off to help Calava, a female Saiyan with a power of 5.000. There they met the Rosha Force, an elite team of Frieza’s.After a long and bloody battle, which included a Zenkai for Vegeta and Bulma almost dying in an attempt to save his life, Vegeta and company got the upper hand against Rosha and his team. They took Olond and Rosha, the two most powerful and honorable members of the Rosha Force, into custody aboard the Saiyan ship, and another prize was the Rosha Force attack ship, now untraceable thanks to Turles’ efforts, which would follow the main ship on autopilot during the three month trip home.=== THREAD 6 ===In the thread before this one, Vegeta spoke with Olond and Rosha. The two aliens, while imprisoned, showed disdain for Frieza and his methods and declared that they owed Vegeta their lives. In a now not-so-rare show of mercy, Vegeta allowed Rasha and Olond to go free, recruiting them as soldiers for his cause. Vegeta had another tense encounter with Bulma, but let the opportunity go due to the raw exhaustion from the battles on planet Vertes. He then met with Kalabash, the Saiyan warrior explained that a group of Saiyans formed a Resistance against Frieza shortly after the destruction of Planet Vegeta. This resistance group was based around cells that spread out among various space stations in the galaxy, they opposed Frieza for five years, but were eventually destroyed after one last raid on the group’s main base: Sadala Station.Kalabash said that the station had information on the last location of the Saiyans in a hidden room by the command center, while the information would be at least 20 years old, it would be better than nothing. The other great prize within was a communicator that could send a message to the scouters belonging to Saiyans, again, it would be difficult to know just how many Saiyans still had their scouters after so long, but such a communicator could be a boon in Vegeta’s project to gather the Saiyan race once more.
When they arrived at Earth, the Brief family began working on a retrofitting of the spaceship that took them to Vertes with what they learned in the trip. Bulma tells the group that the extremely efficient drives of the Capsule Corp. Saiyan Spacebase Mark II would get the team there in under a month, and thus Vegeta decreed that this would be their next step. In a private conversation afterwards, Vegeta promised Bulma to teach her to fly if she built a Gravity room in the ship that would help the crew train in harsher conditions.With 3 months of waiting coming up, the group trained and prepared. Kakarot offered Vegeta another duel after the Z Fighters’ long training regimen in King Kai’s planet. Vegeta instead offered a small “tournament” where warriors who desired to fight would have a chance to do so. The tournament ended in a 2-1 result in favor of the earthlings, thanks to some luck and power level bullshit.Soon after the tournament, the new spaceship was ready and the final preparations were made. Kalabash’s wife Gisa would stay at Earth along with her two children, her daughter Rokke, more predisposed to fighting, would train along with Gohan under Kakarot, Piccolo (who had made friends with the stoic and silent Rasha and Olond) and the rest of the Z-Fighters.Vegeta’s crew, composed of all the fighting Saiyans he had gathered (Nappa, Raditz, Calava, Kalabash), and his recruited alien fighters Rasha and Olond, departed for Sadala Station in search of relics from the past that could aid them in their new purpose. The trip began, Vegeta used this downtime to speak with his warriors and check on how they’re doing: Raditz, Nappa and Turles.The trip would indeed conclude within the month. Vegeta’s ship would arrive to Sadala station and find it overrun with a crew of pirates led by Pirate Captain Zodd, with whom he had an audience. Zodd told him of the news of the galaxy, that Frieza had put a bounty on all remaining Saiyans, and that he served under a certain Queen Zar’Ann, an alien of the same species as Zarbon who did not owe allegiance to the Cold Empire. Vegeta is accompanied by Raditz, Nappa, Calava and Kalabash, all of his Saiyan warriors, while Bulma remained behind on the spaceship that brought you here.After tense negotiations, Zodd decided to fight Vegeta one on one, leading to a duel that was not yet concluded…
Our Vegeta remains rather princely. Almost undefeated in battle, he enjoys wearing the upgraded combat armor that Bulma designed for him back at Earth, which uses black spandex and white lamellar bands, including a purple cape capable of blocking ki blasts. His left eye remains milky white following a hit on his back in the Rekar fiasco where his new life began. He has grown used to keeping that specific eye shut for the most part.When it comes to his personality, little remains of his ruthless and pedantic pre-Rekar personality. The trauma of his defeat at that planet, along with the lessons learned from Kakarot and the Z-Figthers of Earth has led to a new Vegeta. One that has grown wiser, sees the usefulness in mercy, and seeks true friendship with his servants and vassals. Still, his Saiyan pride remains, battle still is and will likely remain one of his greatest drives and urges, spurred on by the primal desire within Saiyan instinct.
== RULES == >system is a simple d100 vs DC. Application of 'best of x rolls' varies per roll!>votes will last for ~30 minutes. Since I expect a very slow start due to the nature of reboots, I can conclude a vote at anytime to keep the quest going during my writing hours.>dialogue choices are only there as guidelines of what I think Vegeta could decide on a single issue. Write-ins during dialogue options are highly encouraged.>choices during battle may have higher or lower risks, and often entail higher or lower rewards. Bear in mind that sometimes, higher risks does not mean it provides a similarly high reward. Try to see which move is best for a situation, or even provide a write-in with what you think is best!>Zenkai only occurs during a real battle for your life! You can't abuse it by being brought to near death during training, as you technically know your life is not in danger. Though if there is a real chance of death during training (for example, a gravity chamber crushing your bones) you may be able to increase even if not as much as after a real fight!>you are not expected to be goody two shoes, and you are not expected to be pure evil bloodthirsty Saiyans. Saiyans are unique in that their nature is to be brutal and to seek fighting, but they can mellow out over time as Bardock and Vegeta demonstrated in the OG timeline, though they can hardly reach levels similar to that of a human. Do what you think is best for character development!>don't feel obligated to stick to Earth! You have spacefaring vessels, there's a Galaxy to explore, and I can always come up with some interesting choices.>there will be a bunch of waifu options! Right now Bulma is currently closest to romantic involvement.>don't be paranoid! I, as the QM, am not competing with the player but seeking to spur the story forward. Don't worry about specific details. For example wondering if some small mooks are alive after leaving a battlefield and if they could be trouble and I'm hiding it. Whether they are or not is up to your headcanon but if I don't mention it, then they're not gonna be a problem anymore.>Please keep debating and making theories on DBZ power levels. I love that shit.>While Saiyans and other powerful races inherently grow faster and have a stronger baseline, weaker races such as humans can overcome anything through training. I don't think leaving the Z-Fighters behind is fun, they should have path to powers and I was given many great examples. Expect training humans who seek strength to reach it! Some day, I'm sure.
>>6396493Regarding writing the quest:>I’m afraid real life will make it very hard for me to have proper “sessions” of many many hours. Writing is slow, the longer the quest has gone, the more things you have to take into account to keep it all coherent, the slower the writing inherently gets. Vegeta Quest has gone through a lot of things that make it diverge from the OG timeline, even if I have my notes handy, it won’t be easy to keep track of everything.>In any case, expect updates in different rhythms. Sometimes I may be able to actually keep a “session” going around 9 PM to 12 PM GMT+1, other times I’ll only be able to output one post per day, sometimes there may be pauses of various days or even weeks (which I’ll try to warn everyone about here) due to real life taking priority. I'm thinking of making some sort of social media to add updates to, but not sure which platform to use as it's been a long time since I've used any.>I want to finish the quest, so the one thing I’d like to do is thank all of you anons for your eternal patience with your flakey QM!
=== PASTEBIN WITH POWER LEVELS AND MOVES FOR VEGETA AND OTHER CHARACTERS ===https://pastebin.com/eQVstyrB
And without further ado... We return.“It’s called training, perhaps you should give it a try some day.” You taunt the pirate captain. The jeers of his followers echo in the hall as they also sing the praises of their captain “Zodd! Zodd! Zodd!”Pirate Captain Zodd smirks. “Of course.” His devilish smile widens. “Too bad you won’t be alive to teach me!”He launches himself forward. You take a deep breath and use the martial arts that the alien Olond taught you. You throw your limbs forward on wide and elongated arcs, spurring ki forward and mixing it with the air around you. Loud sonic booms echo in the hall, leading to many covering their ears, though you hear the cheers of Olond from behind you. Apparently, you have used the technique in a rather adept manner once more, and in the middle of a tense battle.Two arm swipes and three forward kicks launch the mixture of ki and air forward towards Zodd. The pirate captain’s taunting grin is swiftly removed from his visage when he realizes what’s going on. Unlike you, he cannot sense the ki coming straight towards him, and he takes the brunt of the first few hits on his face and gut. He then begins blocking the blows almost at random, and dodging from side to side.The large alien’s abnormal speed is his greatest boon here. The Way of the Wind is strong, but it is indeed slow, though he has taken big hits, he eventually realizes the weakness of your moves and disappears from one side to another, approaching you fast.You defend yourself from his physical blows, his three-clawed hands trying to break through your defence again. As you focus on the blows from the usual limbs, you barely have time to realize that the scorpion tail from Zodd’s back had swept forward and bit you in your left arm. You deliver a strong punch forward, knocking Zodd a few meters back, and jump back yourself to make some distance.It is poisoned, of course it is. You are already feeling an itch in your arm that spreads.“Bahahaha!” Zodd’s gravelly laugh spreads throughout the station’s command room, and his lackeys laugh along with him. “Foolish prince.” He says pointing at you from the very same position he was in before. “The poison in the tail of the Roddite race is quite deadly. I’m afraid you won’t have much longer.”You furrow your brow, striking your battle pose with defiance.“Now now!” Zodd says. “I am not without mercy, you see.” He takes a flask from under his battle armor and shows it off, the liquid inside swirling about within. “I have, of course, an antidote, which I may think of giving you.” He takes a hand to his chin, as if pensive. “If, perhaps, you surrender and serve me for the rest of your life!”You watch as Nappa, Raditz, and Calava almost jump forward to defend you and take the antidote from Zodd, but you splay your wounded arm before they do so. “He’s mine.” You grin. A battle to the death, it will be far more exhilarating this way.
>>6396501You return once more to your stance as your warriors return to their positions. “And if I defeat you while poisoned, Zodd?”“Bahaha!” Zodd shakes his head. “Then of course you’d take it.” He entertains before returning to a more serious tone “Don’t be a fool, prince.” He says. “Take the loss, serve me.”You feel the itch turn to numbness near the area where the tail bit you. You spit some blood, then wipe your mouth. “No.” You grin, and fly forward again.Vegeta (PL 25.125) VS Pirate Captain Zodd (PL 30.000). The battle continues!>Galick gun! You will teach Zodd the meaning of humility, and end this battle swiftly!>Tail slicer! Zodd’s scorpion tail is too dangerous, you must destroy it now that you can.>Energy blast volley! Zodd is fast, and that can be countered by simply firing too many ki blasts to dodge!>Saiyan martial arts! The venom is beginning to affect you, perhaps you should take it easy for this round and try to get the upper hand through sheer martial prowess.
>>6396502>Energy blast volley!
Rolled 24 (1d100)>>6396572There was no other way to start.>Roll 1d100, best of three. I'll roll the first one to get this thing going.
Rolled 3 (1d100)>>6396950Classic vegeta move. Never works
Rolled 82 (1d100)>>6396950
>>639695582/100Great success.
>>6397067Zodd is fast, but he’s taken a few blows already from your gusts of ki-infused wind. You watch as he stands ready to take on your blow, a devious grin still on his face, he is patiently waiting for his poison to take effect.It is true that the venom is affecting you, so you don’t have much time to take the pirate down. You have to take Zodd down, fast, and that could only be done through overwhelming power.So you begin firing a few ki blasts, which Zodd handily blocks or dodges, allowing you to rush past him and take flight behind his position. You don’t think twice before you begin firing an unending volley of energy blasts towards him, their color a mix of pale blue and purple.He begins to deflect the first few blasts, which land uneasily close to his soldiers. Zodd’s laugh rings out in the room once more. “Really? You’re going to use such a pathetic technique on me?” He says as he continues to deflect your blows. You smile. Of course the demon pirate is proud. You don’t let up, instead intensifying your volley, the light emanating from them becomes so overwhelming that many in the room have to shield their eyes.Zodd continues to dodge and deflect, but soon his smile begins to disappear, little by little, unexpected blasts reach him in the chest, some he deflects poorly and instead singe his arms, others he’s forced to straight up block and you begin to see his armbands creak and crack under the weight of your power.“Tch.” Zodd is now using his tail to slice some of the blasts, he is no longer dodging, far too overwhelmed by the raw power coming towards him. You yourself have no intention of stopping, you’re pretty sure that your concentration on outpouring energy is the only thing allowing you to ignore the poison. Zodd’s armor has now cracked, and the red flesh exposed beneath was burned by your blasts, you watch now as he simply crosses his arms and yells in a booming voice to hold off your attack.More. You think. More. But your poisoned arm is now starting to tire itself, you feel how poorly your energy is flowing through it, the ki that comes out of your hand clearly debilitated by your situation. Eventually, you decide to let up and watch the result of your efforts, breathing heavily.Your foe is also out of breath, blood seeping from his mouth from the internal damage caused by the continuous impacts on his chest. His arms are burn, and a toasty smell permeates in the air. His tail’s tip looks almost cauterized from the many times he had to use it.“I see now how Saiyans got their repute.” He says, he spits blood and still has a hard time controlling his breath, but his grin returns. “Still, it is only a matter of time.”Once more he strikes a defensive pose, though you can see his energy flows irregularly. His speed and reaction times will clearly be hampered.
He seems to have no intention to go after you, so you have to take the initiative once more.>Galick gun! Zodd's beat, he won’t dodge this one!>Tail slicer! If you get rid of his tail, perhaps the blood loss will do the rest.>Absolute focus (Offense)! You will pummel him where his energy flows weakest.>Saiyan martial arts! Zodd clearly hasn’t fought that many Saiyans before, show him what their Prince can do!
>>6397071>Galick gun! Zodd's beat, he won’t dodge this one!
Rolled 72 (1d100)>>6397182Purple kamehameha is it.>Roll 1d100, best of three.I'll roll the first one again.
Rolled 58 (1d100)>>6397537
Is Vegeta aware of the dragon balls?
Rolled 52 (1d100)>>6397537
>>639753772/100 Average success. The poison is starting to hit, thankfully Zodd's already wounded.
>>6397761Nope, only the Z-Fighters are aware. They were used once while Vegeta was off-planet so the Z Fighters could go to King Kai's planet and train.In the regular timeline, they became aware of the dragon balls because the earthlings discussed them in front of dead Raditz' scouter. Nappa and Vegeta were listening in. This didn't happen in our timeline.
If Zodd won’t attack, then you might as well throw all you’ve got into this next one. You feel your arm grow more numb, it’s starting to get swollen, and the uneasiness is beginning to spread to the rest of your body.You give your foe a spiteful look, you tuck your hands behind your side and let the ki flow through you into a ball of energy.“Hmph.” Zodd crosses his arms and his persistent grin taunts you. “I can see how your arm grows ever more stiff, Prince. I wouldn’t recommend you go through with your attack, you might hurt yourself.”It surprises you ever so slightly, how so many in the galaxy fight and fight without understanding of how energy flows in their bodies. You used to be unaware yourself until you trained with the earthlings. What they taught you, that technique called ki sense, it wasn’t just a way to sense energy, but to master it. You have observed your foe and he, as many others, is wasteful with it. Strong, yes, but unfocused. He never had to train in order to win.So now he thinks you are too weak to actually harm him much. But him giving you the time to do as you wish allows you to concentrate fully on your energy flow. You compensate your poisoned arm’s weakness with your other arm, letting more energy flow through it. You take up energy from deeper within your well. That well that is fed not only by hunger for battle, but by your Saiyan pride, by your ambition to return your race to its deserved spot in the galaxy, your struggle to give your people new purpose, to take responsibility. You yell as you fight through the pain of the poison, which has hastily spread to your chest as you force your body to overwork itself. A purple light emanates from the point inbetween your hands. Its terrible shine overtakes the artificial lighting in the room. You see your foe’s minions retreat to avoid your wrath, his more powerful subordinates also take a few steps back, sweat running down their skin and scales.Zodd’s grin does not disappear. He puts his hands forward. “Fool, no matter how hard you try, your power level has already gone down too much!” He taps his scouter pridefully.“Gallick…” You utter. You see your companions ready themselves, stamping their foot to the ground. Raditz takes a step in front of Kalabash to protect him.“Gun!” You feel a vein in your forehead almost pop from the exhaustion, but you throw your hands forward nonetheless a great purple beam emanates and a great gust of wind storms out around it, knocking down the weakest among Zodd’s crew. Your cape flutters behind you as you yell with all your might. Zodd stays on his spot. It’s when the beam hits the palms of his hands that he realizes that your energy is going to not only scald him, but burn him alive. His grin now disappears. You watch his energy flow to block yours, but it’s far too late, had he taken you more seriously, maybe it would’ve worked.
But. His arms are consumed by the purple light. “No! What?!” He yells as more of his body is engulfed. “It can’t be! The poison, your power level!” He goes on, but his voice is overtaken by the raw power of your attack as it covers him.“Vegeta!” You hear the voice of Turles. “Watch it! You’ll blow a hole through the hull at this rate!”“And the antidote!” Nappa throws a fist upwards. Tsk. You’re having to fight back against your very instincts, a big part of you wants to blow this idiot to dust, tear a hole through this damn station, and watch as this fool’s minions pay for daring to desecrate a symbol of Saiyan history by embracing the cold emptiness of space.But you hold back. You must. You’re no longer that destructive fool. You have to keep this station in the best condition possible, how could you make these idiots pay for desecrating the station you would readily destroy part of it yourself?You separate your hands, the purple beam slowly goes out. What remains by it is Zodd. Burnt up, his armor destroyed. He breathes heavily and yet still stands. “Bastard.” His gravelly voice has turned ragged, his eyes gone white with raw rage. “You… I will kill… You…”You feel your own ki dissipate and have to touch ground below you to hold yourself up. “Give up.” You say inbetween exhausted breaths, the poison coursing in your veins and now reaching to your legs. You mustn’t collapse, but your legs… “Give up!” You don’t know if it’s you speaking to Zodd, or your body begging you to fall down.Zodd’s grin returns. “No… I’m… the great captain Zodd.” His body begins to wobble.You feel your legs giving out, your body unable to move. “And I am the Prince of all Saiyans!” You throw your good arm out with what little strength is still in you.>Roll 1d100, best of three, to see if you can stay up until Zodd falls.
Rolled 16 (1d100)>>6398023Was it the classic right arm that's faltering again? I do wonder where your players went, QM. Anyways, how distant in personality is Quest Vegeta from Namek Vegeta in your opinion?
Rolled 47 (1d100)>>6398167It's the one that got poisoned, the left one. >I do wonder where your players went, QMWho knows? 4 years is a long time, I hope they're all doing well and enjoying questing in some form or another. /qst/ doesn't have as many people as it did all those years ago. I imagine a lot of people grew out of the hobby or left for other sites. 4chan including captchas and delays between posts has hurt /qst/ exponentially, you basically need a pass if you want to QM.>how distant in personality is Quest Vegeta from Namek Vegeta in your opinion?Good question. Namek Vegeta was still on that completely egocentric mindset. Might makes right, no need for need training (he's perfect as is), and seeking quick ways to gain power through the dragon balls. He's ruthless with Gohan and the Namekians, kills his enemies without a second thought. His way of thinking doesn't change until he's basically lying on the ground dying and knowing that his only chance at revenge against Frieza is Goku.Quest Vegeta is far tamer than that. He was basically almost dead after a failed planetary conquest in thread 1 and only got saved by earthling hospitality and seems to have learned a lot from them. He cares about people that aren't himself, is more cautious with how he treats his enemies (even going as far as being respectful), trains with others and learns new techniques from them, he also feels responsible for the Saiyan race as a whole as he's technically their leader.He doesn't know about the dragon balls yet though. Neither does Frieza thankfully, only the Z-Fighters know about them. I have to check in lore how Frieza came to know about the Namekian dragon balls for a possible future arc.
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Rolled 79 (1d100)Just finished reading everything, good stuff qm.
>mfw it’s backHAHAHAHAAA, YEEEESI checked every October and was met with sadness, but I never gave up hope. Pleasure to have you back again, King.Seems you come back whenever a new war springs up, eh?
>>639976779/100. Big success! Update coming soon.>>6399767Thanks anon, stick around for more.>>6400314Glad we still got some veterans on board. Thank you for your eternal vigilance anon.>Seems you come back whenever a new war springs up, eh?There's a new war every other year lately, crazy world we live in. I just wanna write dbz fanfics man.
A tense few seconds follow the echo of your words in the command center of what was once Sadala Station. Everyone looks on as both you and Zodd fight one last bout, one of pure, raw resistance against wound and poison.Finally, the end of your duel comes. Zodd spits a bunch of blood, his eyes go white, and he falls forward. You sense his energy still flowing within, he is alive.Meanwhile, the poison is still burrowing into you. You can no longer stand the shake in your legs and fall onto a knee, taking a hand to your chest and gripping your weakening heart.“Vegeta!” You hear Nappa yell, he dashes towards you and takes a stand to ensure none of the pirates dare get close to you, gritting his teeth as he watches the Zodd’s elites converge to your position from a relatively safe distance.You see Calava fly towards Zodd. She rummages through his broken armor as nervous sweat dribbles from her forehead. Her hands find the prize she seeks, the small vial containing the antidote that will save your life. As she flies towards you, you watch as the rest of the pirates seem to follow along their commanders.Rasha, Olond, Raditz, Turles, and Kalabash take positions to form a defensive perimeter around you and Nappa. The first four stick close to the enemy’s elites, while Kalabash eyes the mooks.Nappa lets Calava approach you while keeping his wary stare fixed on your foes. She takes to a knee and pushes you back so you fall on her lifted thigh, your breathing is growing fainter as she pours the antidote in your mouth and you swallow. Soon, you start feeling that the poison’s effects are no longer spreading as they did before, but the harm to your body was done, it will take a while for you to recuperate fully, still, you can lift yourself on Calava’s shoulder and speak.Zodd’s second-in-command approaches, he’s of the same race as the pirate captain, though leaner and smaller by a long shot, he still towers over most of you. He is backed by the rest of Zodd’s elites, the four strongest being reptilian-looking, but there is a wide variety of species among them.“I am Nishka, and with Zodd out cold, I rule this band of pirates.” He clenches his fist. He eyes your group with snarl, he does not know your power levels, his old scouter is off to avoid the risk of it breaking from high reads. “We will do no further battle if you let us leave with our captain.”Turles speaks before anyone else. “You’re really going to go back with your captain? Seems like a pretty good chance for him to fall ‘in battle’ while you get the post.”Nishka snickers. “Someone will have to take the blame in front of lady Zar’Ann. Won’t be me. Taking Zodd with us is non-negotiable.”Turles’ brow furrows, he looks back towards you. “Well, these guys are going to go back to Pirate Queen Zar’Ann. She won’t be happy to hear that one of her stations was lost.”
Rasha, your tall and lean alien companion interjects. “If we fight this entire group, we will risk damaging the station further, perhaps irreparably. It’s already in a bad state as it is.” Olond nods in clear agreement, while the lack of a reply from Turles clearly indicates that he agrees with Rasha as well. You look to Turles, struggling to bring out your voice. “Would Zar’Ann be willing to negotiate with us if we let her crew go?”Turles shrugs. “No idea, never met her. I hear she’s a ruthless woman though.”You nod in reply.Nappa pulls a quick move. “Our previous offer to work for us still stands.” He says, looking at Nishka with a smirk.“Honestly, we’d rather die and tear down this station with us than betray the Queen.” Nishka says. You’re trying to analyse his words, wondering if that’s loyalty or fear speaking, but the alien does a good job of keeping his emotions calm as he speaks, your poison-clouded mind doesn’t help either.You steel yourself to reply, your aching body making it hard to bring out your voice.>”I allow you to leave with Zodd as a gesture of goodwill. Tell Queen Zar’Ann that we are open to negotiate terms.”>”Letting you go would just let you gather more forces for a counter-attack. Destroy them!” A new battle begins! The station may be damaged further!>Write-in.
I'll leave this vote open for a few days I think, see if a few replies trickle in and to ensure write-ins get a chance to draw votes.
>>6400534>”I allow you to leave with Zodd as a gesture of goodwill. Tell Queen Zar’Ann that we are open to negotiate terms.”
Is Zenkai as busted in this quest as the madness that was Namek?
A bit of a ramble post but I'll post it nonetheless.>>6400611Nope, Zenkai was discussed a few times over the course of the quest. Namek Zenkais are too big for quest pacing, you'd basically be going from scrub Vegeta to Cold Empire genocider in like 2-3 zenkai boosts. This would be fine if my intent was to get involved with the weirder shenanigans of the later half of DBZ and all of Super as soon as possible, but I'm a HUGE Saiyan + Frieza arc enjoyer. I'd like to keep that vibe going for a long time.In regards to fic canon, the quest has a part where the characters elucidate that the Saiyan's exponential growth is what led to interest/fear from the Cold Empire. The Saiyan-Tuffle wars are dated to 719, in 730 the planet's full moon causes the Oozaru rampage, 731 the planet is annexed by the Cold Empire after noticing the power level spike during the Oozaru rampage, 737 Frieza decides to destroy planet Vegeta likely after seeing that a random amount of Saiyans (such as Bardock) were growing exponentially more powerful in a short amount of time. Still, it took decades for the Saiyans to be noticed, and 6 years for Frieza to decide they were too big of a threat, so the growth is there, it's exponential, but it can also take time.So what I came up with is the following: Zenkai boosts are a flat increase + random roll (We will do one later after Vegeta starts to recover). I take into account the PL of the enemy / gravity of the situation, Vegeta's current PL, and other stuff like the near-death experience being caused by a selfless act (gives more power), having important people Vegeta genuinely wants to protect (friends, comrades, partners, children, etc), and whatever else I come up with on the spot.Rather than multiplying power by a factor of 10, it's more like a very large % increases on your current PL. It being a % increase also implies that the stronger you are, the bigger your Zenkai boosts but they're not game breaking stuff. Multiplying your power should be left to transformations and powerups.
>>6400827>Multiplying your power should be left to transformations and powerupsMajin Vegeta, my beloved. >selfless actWoah, never realized Zenkai was linked to that. I thought it was just Saiyans being beaten within an inch of life.>the stronger you are, the bigger your Zenkai boostsI thought they tapered off after the Saiyans get strong enough.
>>6401113>Woah, never realized Zenkai was linked to that. I thought it was just Saiyans being beaten within an inch of life.It's not, really. I associate strength increase to selflessness because it's Goku's thing, and he's the strongest character in all of DB.>I thought they tapered off after the Saiyans get strong enough.Considering the strength of Zenkai in proper canon, I'm not surprised that it eventually tapers off. The quest's version of it is already super nerfed so I'll follow another logic. I may do a bell curve, Zenkai is just that Saiyan blood pushing Saiyans to reach their ultimate form as Super Saiyans and when the deed's done, Zenkai tapers off and Saiyans must focus on mastering ki management and training to improve themselves to the next breakthrough/transformation.
>>6401180>and he's the strongest character in all of DB.El Grande Padre is the strongest character in all of DB.
>>6401331We may be forgetting someone
>>6401451Forgot trip
>>6400534>>”I allow you to leave with Zodd as a gesture of goodwill. Tell Queen Zar’Ann that we are open to negotiate terms.”Seems we're not in a good position to pursue a fight, though we'll be able to prepare ourselves should they counterattack. And welcome back! I didn't expect to see this quest again.
>>6401902>>6401514>>6400543Option locked in. Will update as soon as I can.
Fat update incoming
“I allow you to leave with Zodd as a gesture of goodwill. Tell Queen Zar’Ann that we are open to negotiate terms.”Nishka nods, you can’t help but notice the sly smile that is quickly subdued into an air of indifference once more. “The best solution for all, prince.” His voice, higher pitched than Zodd’s, still carries some of that demonic gravel within it. He turns around and looks to his subordinates. “Vishtak, Ebtak, take Zodd and carry him to our ships. The rest of you, board your ships, we’re heading back to the Queen’s Station!”The two larger reptilians, whose power levels hover around 10.000, approach Zodd and hoist his arms around their necks. The other pirates pick up what few personal belongings they had brought to the station and board their ships, mostly Frieza-style recon ships that were haphazardly patched and clearly worn out by time. Despite their poor state, they swiftly dock out and fly into hyperspeed as a group. Turles remarks that they performed the maneuver quite fast, the ships may be modified to move faster. A risky endeavor that requires technical skill.You order Nappa, Raditz, Turles, Kalabash, Rasha, and Olond to scour the ship. You would participate as well, but your body does not agree with your point of view. As you give the last of your orders to them, specifying the urgent need to find the communication device that would allow you to send a message to all Saiyan scouters in the galaxy, and the map of all the resistance cells the Saiyan Resistance once had, you spit out blood again in-between heaved breaths. Nappa puts a hand to your free shoulder, the other one held up by Calava. “That’s enough, Prince Vegeta.” He says. “I’ll take care of things here, alright? You go and rest.”You regain control of your breathing, trying to slow it down, but every breath is laborious. “Yes, Nappa.” He offers you a broad smile and turns around, proudly bellowing orders to his fellow comrades who clearly aren’t enjoying the sudden change in leadership.Calava then looks at you, her brown eyes locking into yours. “Should I take you aboard the ship, Prince? Its medbay will likely be far superior to whatever they have here.”There may be a healing pod around here somewhere, if the Resistance was able to snatch any when taking over this station. But if there are any, you’re in no condition to find it, you’ll have to trust the rest of your crew. “Take me to the ship. Bulma will have to administer first aid.”The corner of Calava’s mouth curved down, irked by the mention of the earthling. “Fine.”Slowly but surely, you headed back through the hallways of the station in silence. “That was a good fight, Prince.” Calava comments.“Zodd was too proud. He could’ve beaten me if he hadn’t been trying to show off to his men.” The level of honesty in your statement surprises the female Saiyan.
“Not every day you hear a member of the Super Elite recognize that he could’ve been beaten.”“The class system was flawed.” You reiterate, the pangs of pain warn you to stop talking before your lungs collapse.“No shit.” She says with an ironic tone as she opens the door to the walkway that will lead you to your ship. From the other side of the walkway, you see your ship’s door open. It’s clearly Bulma, though she bears her armor design along with a full face helmet with a tinted crystal from which she may be able to see, but you can’t. She wields some form of advanced earthling gun in her hands. “Don’t get closer or I’ll-“ She recognizes you, removes her helmet and you see her deep worry drawn on her face. In that very instant she flies forward in a dash, Calava tenses up for a moment, but Bulma takes up your other shoulder to help you walk the rest of the way.She speaks up in a hurried, angry tone. “What have you gotten yourself into, Vegeta?!” She says, though the question is rhetorical.Calava answers first. “Our Prince has taken the station, didn’t you see the pirates fly out?”“Of course I did!” Bulma replies. “Almost fell out of the pilot’s chair when I saw them docking out. I need to give you guys communicators so you can give me sitreps or something.” The three of you reach the ship and the door slowly opens, giving you a welcome moment of rest. Bulma takes a hand to your chest. “Your heart’s racing, Vegeta. Your arm’s swollen, and…” She takes a hand to your face and moves it out of the way to check your neck. “Your veins look like they’re about to burst too!” She moves your head back to look at you directly. “You were poisoned?!”You’re able to gather enough strength to answer. “Yes, their captain had a tail with poison in it, but I drank an antidote.”She sighs in relief, swiping the sweat from her brow away. “Good news then, it would’ve taken me days to create one here.”The doors had been open for a bit as Bulma checked on you. Once more you’re hoisted up by your comrades, a rather humiliating moment for you now that you think about it. Soon, you’re taken to a bed in medbay. Bulma activates the machines around you and puts a respirator on your mouth. She tries to pierce your skin with a needle, but the needle fails. “Oh, right.” She says as she throws it away then brings out another made of a different, shinier, tougher material that now does pierce your skin and vein. A bag of IV medicine begins pouring into your system, bringing some much needed relief to your pain and discomfort.“That should do it for now.” She says as she removes her clean surgical gloves and puts on her white battle gloves again.Calava, who had watched the scene cross-armed as she leaned on the medbay’s wall, stands up straight. “You better take good care of him.”
Bulma’s reply seems filled with offended pride. “Of course I will! Capsule corp. got a lot of its rep from medical care, you know? All the cities on earth have one of our hospitals in it.” She takes a clipboard with a paper on it and writes down your readings. “Plus, I’d never let anything happen to Vegeta if I can help it. Or to any of you.”Calava seems to show a mixed reaction at the statement. “When you’re done, I’d like to speak to you.”Bulma seems surprised, she looks back at the Saiyan and shrugs. “Sure.”The last thing you hear as you drift out of consciousness for some well earned rest is the door opening for Calava, and Bulma complaining to no one in particular about the state you’re in.
“Man, this place is busted.” Nappa says as he moves wreckage blocking a doorframe. He sighs as he sees that the room in front of him is just another barracks.“Pirates aren’t big on station maintenance.” Turles says as he checks the electric infrastructure of a wall behind him. “Kalabash, how did the resistance find this station?”Kalabash seems to be wrestling with his memory of the station, trying to guess where his leaders may have left the two devices they’re seeking, but he didn’t come to Sadala Station as often as others did, he was a low-class warrior and mostly undertook missions far away from it. “It used to belong to a civilization that a Saiyan team destroyed. One of the Saiyans in that team was part of the resistance.”“I see.” Turles brings down his soldering mask and seems intent on fixing this specific part of the circuitry, light emanates from the soldering iron’s connection to the cables. He pauses to think on his next move. “How many joined up with the resistance?”“Hundreds.” Kalabash replies, helping Nappa clear the hallway of rubble. It would be nice to just blast them away, but they couldn’t risk damaging anything important. “I’m not sure if we reached a thousand.”“Damn.” Turles scratches his hair, then continues his work. “So that’s what remained of the Saiyans 25 years ago, don’t want to imagine how many we are now.”“9, at the very least.” Nappa replies as his puzzled mind tries to gauge the danger in moving each piece of rubble, not wanting to have the roof collapse on his head, not again at least.Kalabash gives his thoughts as well. “Many of us died with the fall of this station, but I know a bunch survived the attack itself. The later persecution by Frieza though...” He grimaces as memories surge.“Whoever remains, we’ll find them.” Nappa says as he moves a long, crooked beam.
Raditz had been ordered by Nappa to search for some sort of medbay along with Rasha and Olond. He knew that Nappa didn’t have much love for them and he didn’t want to risk the mission by letting them search for the precious devices Prince Vegeta sought. They were checking in the cleared out hallways first, in case they were lucky enough to find it there.As they walked, Rasha decided to speak. “You seem to be the friendliest Saiyan among your Prince’s cohort. At least Piccolo says so.”Raditz looks at the alien, confused. “Thanks?”“How come?”“Well, a bunch of aliens saved my life after I lost my arm.” He points to the cape covering his shoulder and missing arm. “My brother, the one called Kakarot, also influenced me, I guess.” He ponders for a moment. “I was reticent at first but it surprised how he just seemed… Happy doing nothing but training and being with his friends and family.”Olond lets out a belly laugh. “Not the usual Saiyan mindset, that is for sure.”Rasha seems to be deep in thought. “Do you really believe in your cause?”Raditz seems disgruntled by the question. “Yes, I believe in Prince Vegeta. What’s with the questions?”“Sorry.” Rasha says, lifting his hands. “My race is always a curious one.” A short silence follows. “It just seems like an impossible task. Even if you gathered up all the remaining Saiyans, what can they do that your whole home planet couldn’t do?”Raditz didn’t respond instantly, they continued their walk for a while, checking the doorframes. His time pondering didn’t seem to bother Rasha or Olond, who didn’t insist on the tall alien’s question. Raditz finally answers. “I’m not sure. Something. Something is better than nothing.”Olond nods. “An honorable purpose. Again, not the usual mindset for a Saiyan.”“You’re insisting on that fact.” Raditz says, bothered by the small alien.Olond shrugs. “It is not in our way to offend others without purpose.” He clarifies. “Perhaps…” He says, taking a gloved hand to his chin to think. “Perhaps that something you seek is the difference between the Saiyans of today and the Saiyans of many years ago.”That sentence is followed by another thoughtful silence. Raditz is deep in thought. Maybe. Maybe that was the one thing that would give them the tiniest sliver of a thought of victory.“Sir Raditz.” Rasha says as he stands by a broken down door. “You may want to see this.”Raditz approached him and checked inside, his eyes widened and his mouth went agape. “A healing pod!” He rushed in, but his initial excitement was swiftly replaced with disappointment. A large hole, likely coming from some sort of energy beam, had destroyed the device, torn its glass and its electronic insides. “Crap.” A vengeful thought overtakes his mind, but his fears are quickly dissipated, the damage is old, very old, likely from the Frieza raid on the station. The metal would be hot if it had been destroyed by the fleeing pirates.
Rasha and Olond approach him. “Mayhaps the Saiyan Turles can fix it.” Olond says. “Though seeing its current state, it may take much time, and components that we do not have.”Rasha checks the broken machine, looking around the torn insides. “Not even the earthling will be able to fabricate what we require, if my memory of healing pod technology serves me right.” He grabs a cable that seems important and sighs. “We will have to raid the Cold Empire to obtain them.”Raditz takes a hand to his eyes, scratching them. “If it was in working condition, Prince Vegeta would be healed within just a few days.”Rasha puts a hand on Raditz’ shoulder. “Worry not, we will all protect the Prince as he recovers.”
Bulma left the medbay room. Vegeta would be fine, he’s a tough guy, and Saiyans are made of something else entirely. She sighed, tough as they were, suicidally brave seemed to be second nature too. Probably the only reason their species survived the evolutionary process.She saw Calava, the Saiyan woman, waiting further down the hall. Cross-armed, back leaning on the wall. Her typical posture. Bulma redid her ponytail, too many hairs had gone wild as she carried Vegeta, then she approached the Saiyan. She could sense the woman’s ki, she was, of course, absurdly more powerful than her. So this is what her friends felt when they faced their stronger foes throughout the years. Honestly, it’s easier to understand why Krillin seemed to be on the verge of tears half the time he looked at any would-be demon king, invader, or whatever else came to Earth over the years.As Bulma approached, Calava removed herself from the wall and stood. Her arms still crossed. Here stood the earthling. Smaller than her, weaker than her. She felt her claws digging into the flesh of her arm. What irked so much about her? It wasn’t the fact that Vegeta seemed attracted to her, she could think beyond that, there was something else, and she couldn’t guess at it.“Well, gonna say something?” Bulma says, her voice impatient. “I think we both have stuff to do.”“How dare you talk to me like that?” Calava replies. “Should I remind you which one of us is stronger?”“Ugh.” Bulma scoffs. “You Saiyans and prattling on and on about strength this, strength that. Just tell me what you want.”Calava’s grimace grows angrier, she grits her showing teeth. It takes all her strength to restrain herself. “Why… Why are you here?”“Huh?”“I mean, here, with us, participating in this. Your life is at risk. When we left you alone in the ship, some of the pirates could’ve snuck in.”“I can defend myself.” Bulma proudly says.“Maybe against a bunch of earthlings, but not against what we’re fighting here. Your guns would do you no good, your power level isn’t even close to some of the lower class pirates that were in this station.” Calava relaxes ever so slightly, for some reason, she seems glad to be having a proper conversation with the earthling.“They wouldn’t do anything to me, not with you guys around.” Bulma continues.“And what if we’d been defeated?”“Then I would’ve undocked and flown away. Maybe gone back to Earth to call for back up. I’m good at improvising.”“Okay.” Calava takes a palm to her cheek. “Let me rephrase my question… Why risk it? What’s in it for you?”“Well, it’s not every day you have the chance to go out into space protected by a bunch of super powerful aliens.” Bulma says with a merry voice. “It kind of reminds me of old times, I used to roam Earth with Goku and our friends. Then things kind of settled down before you guys came, got into a boring work routine. I wanted to get back into it but there really was nothing to do.”
“So it’s just wanderlust?” Calava asks.“Wanderlust? I guess. There’s also so much to see out here, so much to discover. I’ve been able to develop a spaceship with the tech from Vegeta’s pods. I already met many aliens who come from completely different civilizations. Heck, Piccolo is an alien!” Bulma, looks to her side, straight out one of the windows that point towards the emptiness of space. “I mean, what kind of scientist would I be if I didn’t go out and look for stuff that could help me make new things?”Calava listened to Bulma, her eyes growing wider as she spoke. “And you’d risk your life for that?”“Yeah.” Bulma says as she continues to look out to the galaxy. “My dad would too, if he wasn’t so old. I guess I want to do it for him too.”Calava stands there, silent for a while. Maybe that’s it. The earthling would go so far for the sake of her purpose, stand against odds so impossibly against her. Meanwhile, she could only brood, think of the past, of what she’d lost to Frieza and his thugs, of the impossibility of winning against the Cold Empire. Her father’s face as his head lay in her childish hands. His eyes, once proud and stern, bereft of any light. She could still hear Kalabash finishing off the Frieza soldiers who had attacked them, driven by rage and hate. Taliso, once a leader of the resistance, her father.“I…” Tears welled up in Calava’s eyes.Bulma panicked. “Shit, did I say something wrong?! I’m sorry!”“I miss my dad.” Calava’s tears streamed down her cheeks, and Bulma went in for a hug, which Calava accepted.
You drifted in and out of consciousness. Most of the time, you saw Bulma taking notes, changing your IV bags, or checking on the devices around you. You remember your crew coming in to check on you. Nappa seemed worried and stern, you’d wager he assumed position as leader while you were out of commission. Raditz had come in, he spoke at length with Bulma, though the voices were just distant echoes to you. Kalabash, Turles, Rasha and Olond all came to visit at the same time, they spoke amongst themselves, but stayed only a little while. Calava came in a few times too, once accompanied by Nappa, another time by Kalabash, one time she came alone and just sad by your bedside, you heard her speak, but couldn’t make anything out.One day, you finally woke up. You looked around half panicked, almost ready to tear through the entire medbay. Your last dream was of your fight in the planet Rekar, your last thought was of that terrible rage you felt when you realized that the emperor of that cursed planet had spent his life to doom yours.Bulma rushes into the room, seeing her reminds you that those days are gone, and now is now. “Vegeta! You’re okay!”“I- I think so.” You reply.“Your heartbeat shot up through the roof. You want me to increase the sedative?” Bulma asks as she approaches your bed.“No, no need.” You say. “How long have I been out?”“A week.” Bulma says as she picks up her clipboard and notes down your readings. “Your guys have scoured the whole station.”Nappa appears by the door frame, having to bend down ever so slightly to cross it. “And we found what you wanted.” He takes a hand to the insides of his armor and pulls out what looks like the communicator along with a holo-box. “The trip was worth it.”As Nappa gave you a report of their findings in the station, the rest of the crew came in, happy to see you in good condition.“…If we get a proper crew, they could live in the station.” Nappa says. “The pirates have kept the life support systems in a relatively good spot. There’s room for at least a few hundred people to live here, if a bit squeezed maybe.”Turles butts in. “This was clearly a mining station for the large asteroid it’s orbiting. There’s a whole bunch of mining equipment, including some pretty big lasers, stashed down in the lower levels. These types of station are built to last, so I think we can get most of the regular systems back online, most importantly the defence systems. Some of the guns around the station could be operative again, would be a good help against attackers.”Calava nods. “I don’t remember the resistance bothering to set those up.”“We didn’t have the resources or the knowledge. Most non-combatants died in Planet Vegeta.” Says Kalabash. “We would have if we could have.”Raditz is next. “Another big prize is a broken healing pod. I investigated it along with Rasha and Olond. We could get it working again with the right components and help from Bulma and Turles.”
“Good.” You reply. “Any news from the Queen of pirates?”Nappa shakes his head. “Nothing. No one came here in the entire week.”You sat there for a while and pondered.Bulma breaks the silence. “We will eventually need to go back to Earth. Supplies are low, and we can get a lot of stuff that we need to rebuild the station. With enough effort, we could make it self-sufficient one day.”Turles shrugs. “Not to be a downer, but maybe we should consider just not taking at all. We have what we came for. Zar’Ann’s pirates will eventually come back, likely with bad intentions.”“In any case, we will need to go back to Earth.” You reply. “We can plan further there.”Kalabash steps forward and kneels. The rest look at him. “Prince Vegeta. Please allow me to stay here and gather the bodies of the Saiyans that drift around the station. I’d like to give them a proper burial of some sort, honor their sacrifice. I would await your turn.”Calava doesn’t seem to like the idea. “What? What about your family?”He grits his teeth, clearly uncomfortable at the thought of not seeing them for a long while. “My family and I are still alive because of these Saiyans. I must do this for them, at the very least.”Silence hangs in the air. You’re now sitting on your bed, your arms crossed, your good eye looking at the wall in front of you as you think.>”We will gather the corpses of these Saiyans together. It’s the least we can do for them.” They deserve this.>”Stay, Kalabash, and honor them. We will return to Earth and prepare for our revenge.” You must look to the future.>”Let them lay where they fought, they will be a reminder for all of us to never falter again. We will all return to Earth.” Everyone must look to the future.>Write-in.ZENKAI!>Roll 5000+1d5000, best of three!
>>6402066Dubs
>>6402070>I would await your turnawait your return
Rolled 2581 + 5000 (1d5000 + 5000)>>6402070>>”We will gather the corpses of these Saiyans together. It’s the least we can do for them.” They deserve this.Surely this won't take too long to do with all of us working at it, and then we can do the supply trip to earth together, seems needlessly risky to do otherwise, and it is only fitting that prince of all Saiyans honor the dead. Turles and Bulma can do whatever work they can to the station while the rest of us gather the bodies.
Rolled 830 + 5000 (1d5000 + 5000)>>6402070Ah, I can finally post again. Wew, zenkai!
Rolled 3276 + 5000 (1d5000 + 5000)>>6402070>”Stay, Kalabash, and honor them. We will return to Earth and prepare for our revenge.” You must look to the future.
Rolled 3099 + 5000 (1d5000 + 5000)>>6402070>”We will gather the corpses of these Saiyans together. It’s the least we can do for them.” They deserve this.I used to have PDF scans of the first two volumes of the official Dragon Ball RPG, the third was too rare. Buying a copy on eBay used cost like $175, and that was a long time ago. The author himself commented on the listing to say he felt the price was too high LMFAO!!! xDD Those books fucking ruled, dude, the mechanics were so comically busted. You could roll up to as many d6's as your power level, and it followed the scaling of the show. That means in the first book, you were looking at hundreds of dice, and book two with updated characters had THOUSANDS, so you had to use digital dice full stop. In multiple places in the second book, there are margin bubbles where the author follows up on or revisits things he wrote in the first book to acknowledge he misunderstood his own mechanics or did the math wrong. Best of all, there was a whole section for how to use the rules to play with the officially licensed action figures... Me and some buddies played a couple of sessions of it, it was a tournament plot. Namekian guy, a Buddhist human monk kung fu guy, and then I was playing Captain Yellow, with the idea being that he stole a Battle Jacket (tm) from the Red Ribbon Army and upgraded it with nano machines so he could gradually improve it over time. So as the game went on, the stats for my big ass mech would scale to keep up with the others as they got energy blasts or rapid reflexes, it would get lasers, missiles, etc. But Yellow himself pretty much just stayed the same, basically a slightly above average mortal fighter... With a pistol that was extremely comical to (try to) use on basically anyone when Yellow got sufficiently scared/separated from the suit.
*sigh* Those were the days alright
>>6402238>the stats for my big ass mech would scale to keep up with the others as they got energy blasts or rapid reflexesHow crazy of a scale did the mech reach? Did the volumes go up to Buu?It's always wild to me that Dr. Gero/Red Ribbon could make androids capable of beating super saiyans or absorb enough to blow up the solar system. Dude really wanted Goku dead.
>>6402244By the end of the last (and only second) session, the Jacket had only reached 350, but that was pretty cool! At like 50 or something, Goku could kick away a rocket from the basic Jacket and just punch through it. The Namekian had just learned Kamehameha. I will take this moment to note that in the official sourcebooks, Goku had an honest to God infinity symbol next to his power level. This game was designed by a hardcore Goku glazer which is both why the math was bad and why the SOVL levels were through the fucking roof.
>>6402192Oops, forgot to put in my vote.>”We will gather the corpses of these Saiyans together. It’s the least we can do for them.” They deserve this.Leaving Kalabash on his own is the worst option. If we leave him he’s probably gonna be here long enough that Zar’Ann’s pirates or some other group will come for him and he’ll end up getting stomped and held hostage. If we’re all together then best case scenario we get it done before anyone comes and at worst we’re able to fight them as a group.
>>6402217ZENKAI! done. Vegeta's power level increased by 8.276. From 25.125 to 33.401!>>6402173>>6402238>>6402474>>”We will gather the corpses of these Saiyans together. It’s the least we can do for them.” They deserve this.>>6402217>>”Stay, Kalabash, and honor them. We will return to Earth and prepare for our revenge.” You must look to the future.Option locked in, we're gathering the corpses.>>6402238>roll up to as many d6's as your power levelNew quest mechanic boys.>Battle Jacket (tm) from the Red Ribbon ArmyI gotta do something with mechs, they're so prevalent in DB and early DBZ (movies). Just with the tech side of dragon ball in general. Mechs into android stuff. Probably won't come in until later though.
>>6402485>I gotta do something with mechsIf Mercenary Yellow shows up with his jury-rigged War Jacket (tm)(R), even just for a cameo, I will kneel + shill in perpetuity.
“We will gather the corpses of these Saiyans together. It’s the least we can do for them.”Kalabash does not hide his surprise, he nods, bows a little more deeply, then gets back up. An approving silence spreads into the room.As people stream out, Nappa remains, moving to a side to let them pass by his imposing figure. When the room is empty, he approaches your bed and sits on a chair beside it to bring his head level down to yours. It creaks and cracks as he bears his weight down on it.“Prince Vegeta, it will take a while for us to pick up the corpses. There’s hundreds out there, spread out in space.”You cross your arms. “So? My word is final.”Nappa nods. “I know. It will likely take a couple of weeks, even if we’re all at it. We’ll have to take them in one by one, maybe I can pick up two or three at a time.”You look at your comrade, your tutor, technically. Nappa had always been there. Raditz had often been away on mission, but Nappa? He had always been by your side. Every single planetary conquest. Every single trip through the stars. “Why are you getting into the details? Surely Bulma can help with some invention or another she has stashed away. Even if it takes two weeks instead of one, it isn’t that relevant.”“Yeah, true.” He scratches the back of his head. “I guess it doesn’t matter that much.” His face looks off, uncomfortable, maybe worried.Silence returns to the room the room. It feels tense. You decide to break it. “Is something the matter?”He slouches forward, putting his elbows on his knees, his hands, intertwined, are up to his chin, where they nervously scratch and caress his beard. “I guess-” He trails off, wondering how to complete the phrase. “It’s just… I don’t know if I can look at these guys and gals in the face, y’know?”Your eyes open wide. True. While they fought and suffered for the sake of the Saiyan race. Both you and Nappa were enjoying the hospitality of the very being trying to end them. You did not know at the time, of course, but still…You look down.>”We made mistakes in the past, Nappa. We must do this, together.”>”If you prefer, you can sit this one out. No one will look at you any different.”>Write-inShort update, but I wanted to give some Nappa time. Next one should be longer.
>>6402495>Write-in>"I... Understand. Our honoring the dead, however, is the best way we can atone for our errors in judgment, is it not? It will be a long two weeks, but we will weather it together. This is far from over."
>>6402497+1, I like.
>>6402497>>6402502Locked in
"I... Understand.” You say, then look to Nappa. “Our honoring the dead, however, is the best way we can atone for our errors in judgment, is it not?”He nods, still pensative. Perhaps thinking of the many years one could consider wasted.You use this moment to get up, the first time in an entire week, and put a hand on Nappa’s shoulder, which is almost at eye level with you even as he sits.“It will be a long two weeks, but we will weather it together. This is far from over."Once more he nods. “Yeah.” He says. “As you said, it’s the least we could do for ‘em.”A smile appears on his face when he looks at you, his eyes show a gleam of strong determination. You reply with a small smile of your own. “Thanks, Prince Vegeta.”“No need. Go get ready.” You say. He stands up, stretches a bit, then heads out the door.You take that bit of time to drink some water from a bottle with the Capsule Corp. logo on it. Then you check your suit of battle armor that was left in a chair nearby, its damage was mended by Bulma while you were unconscious. First the mesh, then the boots and gloves, then the chest armor. The purple cape tied to the armor flutters as you slide it into position. You hope a few times, throw a few punches, a kick or two. It amazes you how well it adapts to your body, far more comfortable than what the Frieza forces wear.When you’re done, you walk out the door of the medbay, finding yourself in one of the ship’s halls. You see a figure by the door, lean and blue-haired, Bulma.“Can I talk to you?” She asks.“I get the feeling that everyone will want a private audience now.” You reply as you start heading down the hall to your room. Bulma follows.“I wanted to talk about-“ She lowers her voice to a whisper, looking at both ends of the hallway before proceeding. “Calava.”That stumps you, you stop and face Bulma. “Calava? Why would you-“ She puts a gloved hand to your mouth. You hadn’t lowered your voice. Irked, a vein in your forehead about to pop from the outrage, you take the hand and lower it, and your voice along with it. “What about her?” You whisper.“Can we talk in your room?”You sigh. “I’m headed there anyway.”As you walk through the hallways of the ship, you come across Rasha and Olond merrily speaking to one another about their homeworlds, they respectfully bow and you bid them to rise so they may continue their path.You could see the ship’s canteen for an instant. Turles and Raditz were there, their voices raised as they spoke about something, though you didn’t quite make out what the conversation was about.Bulma smiles, taking her hands to her back. “You know, your crew’s in a pretty good mood. Was it like this when you were under, uh… What was his name again?”“Frieza?” You say. “No.”Your short and blunt reply seems to faze her ever so slightly. “Just ‘no’? Give me more!”
You open the door to your room with the press of a button. It slides up into the doorframe. “Most crews hated each other. Everything was built on fear and the promise of wealth through plunder.” You close the door behind you after Bulma steps in. “In some cases, just the promise of killing was enough.” You go to your desk and sit on your comfortable office chair, Bulma sits on top of the long counter for your personal kitchen. You start tapping the desk as memories flowed. “Those that weren’t there purely for plunder and murder were forced to be there, like Rasha and Olond, but they couldn’t speak of it lest they appeared weak.”She nods, letting you continue.“So, you were surrounded by pillagers and murderers who had no qualms adding one more head to their kill count if they didn’t like you.” You chuckle. “Not the best of places to get in a good mood.” Unless you were one of them, as you were for a long time. “I’m sorry you went through that.” She says, a hint of sadness in her voice. “You spent your childhood with those people, right? It must’ve been really tough.”You shrug. “Since I was 5, yes. But Saiyan children aren’t like human children. We are often born predisposed to violence.” You look out the round window behind you, part of the station is visible through it. “I was well enough. Frieza protected me, my power level was high and I was a useful tool to him, so I was spared the worst of it.” Still, you killed more than one soldier who defied you because of your young age.“I see.” Bulma sits there thinking for a bit. “Anyway, didn’t expect a tangent.” Her legs dangle by the counter. “As I said, I wanted to talk to you about Calava.” She looks at you directly.You wave your hand to imply she may continue and she does so.“She’s… Hurt. Really hurt.” She says. “She cried in my arms.”Your brow furrows. “What?”“She told me she missed her dad.”Your heartbeat quickens. Taliso, once a leader of the Saiyan Resistance. According to Kalabash he’d gone into exile after the resistance was crushed. Eventually Frieza’s thugs caught up to him. You close your hand into a fist, digging into your glove. “I imagine so.”“We didn’t really talk afterwards, she just cried into my arms then when she was done, she went off to her room. I asked her if she was okay a while after, and she said she was fine, putting up that gruff façade you Saiyans enjoy so much.” That last bit had unhidden sarcasm seeping through every word. “We didn’t speak much afterwards.”
You’re… confused right now. Saiyans aren’t really known for their emotions. Your people are primal, violent, and strong. Of course, this was so when Planet Vegeta existed, it had its own society, its own culture, and it didn’t allow for the showing of emotions considered weak. Calava wasn’t raised in Planet Vegeta, Kalabash told you she was born in the same year the resistance fell. She spent all her youth just with her father and maybe with Kalabash’s family in what few occasions they had to meet and spent time together in their exile.You take your closed fist to your cheek as you think, bent over the desk, still tapping it with a finger. What are Saiyans like, really? You do feel emotions, of course you do, not like the earthlings, but you feel them anyway, some more strongly than them, some less so. Is this feeling Calava feels part of them?You realize you were silent for a little while when Bulma speaks again. “I think she’s traumatized. Kalabash told me her dad died in her arms when she was 10. The only person she had ever truly known.” Sadness permeates Bulma’s voice. “It’s terrible.”“It is.” You say. You remember when you got the news that your father had died. It didn’t faze you much, but then again you didn’t see it, nor did he die in your arms, nor was he the only person in your life. You had Nappa, Raditz, and other Saiyans that accompanied you. Silence again.“I think you should… Talk to her or something. She’d listen to you.” She says, her earnest eyes burrowing into yours, almost pleading for you to take action. “She respects you because you’re strong, and she considers you her Prince. She needs to talk about her feelings to someone!”Feelings? You’re stupefied at the thought. Saiyans are strong of mind, they shouldn’t need something like this.Should they?Bulma continues. “It doesn’t have to be now, you know? But at some point soon. She’s a strong girl but… She’s just 20 years old. She needs guidance even if she doesn’t know it.”She jumps off the counter. “So, will you speak with her?”>”I will go and speak with her after a short rest here, don’t worry.” [Next scene will be Calava talk.]>”I will, but not right now, we are in enemy territory and we must complete our task as soon as possible.” [There will be other opportunities to speak with Calava]>”I’m not sure if I can be of any help due to my Saiyan nature, but I would like you to keep trying to reach her.”>Write-in.
>>6402579>”I will go and speak with her after a short rest here, don’t worry.” [Next scene will be Calava talk.]We got a couple weeks
>>6402579>”I will go and speak with her after a short rest here, don’t worry.” [Next scene will be Calava talk.]I think qm might like bulma
>>6402579>>”I will go and speak with her after a short rest here, don’t worry.” [Next scene will be Calava talk.]
>>6402595>I think qm might like bulmaThe timeline will always try to stitch itself back together, the canon events hound us. Plus, she's the only human onboard so she's the only one who understands feelings and emotions (except maybe for Raditz, but he's still green at that), and she's a savant in multiple fields while everyone else's schtick is hitting bad guys real hard. I got excuses.I like Bulma
>>6402585>>6402595>>6402602Option locked in, psychologist Vegeta is real.
“I will go and speak with her after a short rest, don’t worry.”A smile is drawn on Bulma’s face. “That’s great.” She says. “You’re a good person, Vegeta.”You scoff, turning your chair around to watch the stars. You hear your visitor walk away and the door opening and closing.Good person? You ponder as you watch the stars. Probably not. You’ve killed. A lot. Entire worlds fell by your hand, sometimes their population were purged by you and Nappa alone. You grit your teeth. If she knew, if the rest of the earthlings knew, it may damage your relations with them forever.You notice that now that you’re no longer tapping the desk, you’re tapping the armrest on your chair, you close your fist to stop it. Then it’s your foot tapping the ground incessantly, you stop it too.“Ugh.” You get up. You wanted to rest in your room if only for a little while but your body forbids it. Might as well get this over with.As you walk the hallways, you see Turles and Raditz heading your way. Turles says his goodbyes and heads to his room while Raditz smiles at you and heads towards you. His dense hair is tied up in a gigantic ponytail, which he’s grown accustomed to wearing ever since he began spending time with his brother.“Prince Vegeta, how are you feeling?” He asks.A momentary doubt is in your mind. How are you feeling? So much to do, so many people to take care of, so little time. “Fine.” You reply. It took you a few seconds to reply, that along with your tone makes Raditz raise an eyebrow, but he does not pursue the matter further.“Good, I’m glad. That poison really gave you a nasty beating.” He touches his scouter, which is off, but it was the traditional way to say ‘check that power level’ in your days at the Cold Empire. “I’m pretty sure you’re growing past your former limit.”You cross your arms. “As expected. Saiyans grow stronger when their lives are at risk.”“Yup.” He clenches his fist and brings it up. “Can’t wait to have another good fight myself. Kinda disappointed we didn’t get to beat up Zodd’s pirates.”You chuckle. “There’ll be other opportunities soon, I’m sure. Their Queen won’t take this lying down.”He punches his fist into his hand. “We’ll be here to fight ‘em off.”You nod. Silence follows, you’d guess the conversation was over, but you are curious about something. “What were you and Turles talking about back in the canteen? The conversation seemed heated.”“Oh, heh.” Raditz scratches the back of his head. “Nothing in particular.” A nervous smile appears on his lips.You furrow your brow. “Quite a yelling match for ‘nothing in particular’.”“Well, uh…” He’s having a hard time finding the right words. “At first we talked about the healing pod, how Turles could repair it, where to find the components, that stuff.”“And then?” Obviously they wouldn’t be talking so loudly over the minutiae of healing pod repairs.Still he doubts. “Women.”Oh. “Really?”“Yes.”“Which women?”
His stare goes off to nowhere in particular, unwilling to challenge yours. “Well, the only two we’ve seen for the past month.”Tch. You feel your hand grip your arm harder. “Bulma and Calava?”“Yeah.”“And?”“And what?” He asks, confused.“What are your opinions?”“Uh.” He’s wondering if his next statements will be met with a furious punch. That would come later though, in training, maybe a mistake or two in the amount of energy delivered, nothing major. “I think Calava’s cute, she tries very hard to prove herself.”You chuckle. A Saiyan talking like that, almost like a child. It drives a laugh out of you. Raditz reacts with a shameful chuckle of his own. “I guess so.” You say as the laugh subsides. “And Turles?”“He says Calava is too young and wild. That Bulma is the better woman, knowledgeable and calm, yet brave and decisive.” Raditz says.Hmph. A good read. Though you can feel that vein in your head pop up again. You don’t like hearing this, for some reason. Whatever. “Perhaps. And that’s what got you in a heated debate?”“Yeah, I mean… What does Turles even mean by young and wild? That’s what a Saiyan’s supposed to be! I think age got to him. Guy’s almost as old as Nappa. So I called him old and he got mad, he called me a litter runt and said I didn’t know what I was talking about. After you walked by we almost got into a fight but Nappa came by and ordered us both to take it to the training room.” He smiles deviously. “And I sure will, Turles is gonna get it this evening.”“Heh. I’m sure he will.” You say. “I must go, I have things to take care of.”“Of course.” Raditz replies. “Good talking to you, sir.”You nod and Raditz walks past you. You hadn’t spoken to him yet about such matters, or to anyone really. Just… casual conversation. Hm.One corner turn and you’re by Calava’s door. You press a button and the Capsule Corp. tune plays inside the room.A little time passes. Calava finally opens the door, her hair is ruffled, she is wearing a grey tank top and shorts. “Prince Vegeta.” She says, barely hiding a yawn. “What is it?”“You’re sleeping?” You ask. “It’s morning, and you were just at the medbay with the rest.”“I just wanted to rest a bit before lunch.” She replies. “We’ll start gathering the corpses this afternoon and… I guess I wanted to be fully rested.”Your lips curl down. “Where did you get that clothing?”“Bulma lent it to me. It’s far more comfortable than the armor mesh.” She replies nonchalantly.You shake your head, there’s another that’s adapting to the earthling ways, ever so slowly. “I want to speak to you.”“About?”“Bulma told me what happened.”Her eyes grow wide, you can see her energy start to flow faster, her heartbeat quickened. “I’m fine.”“You’re not.” You say. “And we will speak of it.”“We won’t.” She drives a defiant glare towards you. “I said I’m fine.”
>”Be reasonable, Calava. I am only here to help.” It might be best to be gentle.>”I am your Prince, and we will speak of it.” Perhaps appealing to your authority might break through her shell.>”Fine, I will respect your decision, but I ask you to come find me when you’re ready to speak of it.” Maybe letting her take the lead will make this easier on her.>Write-in
What do we think about making a deal?She’ll punch us as hard as she can, and if she puts us on the floor we’ll leave it alone for now. If she doesn’t, though, she has to talk about it, at least a little bit.
>>6402898I like it! Challenges her, earns some compliance without dictating it, and gets our foot in the door. I will +1 this (^:
>>6402898>>6402964Now we're doing real Saiyan psychology.Fuck it.1d100 roll for Calava. Only one roll!!1d100 roll for Vegeta. Only one roll!!Call who you want to roll for. If no name is called, the first unnamed roll will go for Calava and the second for Vegeta.It will be almost impossible for Calava to put Vegeta on the floor, but who knows? The dice gods are fickle.
Rolled 54 (1d100)>>6402999Rollan' for Calava
Rolled 73 (1d100)>>6402999Vegetal
>>6403054Vegeta tanked that btw
>>6403007>>6403054Calava: 54Vegetable: 73Vegeta wins! Dice gods were average today
You look around, wondering how you can get through this woman. As Raditz said, she’s a Saiyan woman through and through, self-made, valiant, and stubborn. If there is one thing she’ll respect, it’s strength. “Alright. Let’s make deal.”She raises an eyebrow in suspicion. “Huh?”“Punch me. Once. As hard as you can. If you can knock me down, I’ll let this go for now. If not, we will talk.”Seeing her expression, you’re pretty sure she’s processing the request. “What?”“Well? Are you a Saiyan or not? Prove your strength and I will respect your wishes.”Her brow furrows, but a little cocky smile appears too. “You’ll regret this, Prince Vegeta. My power level may be low, but I’ve refined my punching techniques back at Earth.”“The sport the earthlings call boxing, right?”She nods, rather proudly. “When my form is good, my power is amplified. I’ll show you.” She heads back into her room, the door closing behind her. After a minute or two, she comes back out, her hair combed (as far as that wild thing can be combed), and wearing her mesh and battle armor.The two of you head to the reinforced training room. It’s empty at this time of day as the crew enjoys a bit of time off before lunch. The Brief family prepared it specifically to withstand the large outbursts of power delivered during training, even including a gravity device.And now you stand at the center of the room, watching Calava. You let your arms down and clench your fists, watching her with defiance. “Well?”Her smile turns wilder, more savage. She starts punching the air in swift motions, rhythmically breathing along with the blows and moving her feet about with great dexterity. She stares at you intensely, which makes you skip a beat, she has that fury, that primal rage. She is truly a Saiyan. This. This lust for battle and violence, it is part of what makes a Saiyan.You can’t help but notice that a smile appeared on your face as well. Training is simply one of the better parts of the day. It is the same feeling you have when you fight Raditz, Nappa or Turles. Pride, perhaps.“I haven’t got all day.” You say, moving your neck about to crack it. “Get it over with, low class.”She takes offense to your insult. “I’ll bring you down a beg, ‘Prince’.” You see a purple energy slowly surrounding her fists like gloves, flowing with each punch she throws, emanating from her entire body and flowing into her hands. Finally, she takes a step, she dashes forward with all her speed. Still, she’s slow to you, your Absolute Focus activated instinctively as soon as she stepped forward. Each step and motion of her upper body indicate that she’s going for the head, so you focus your energy towards it.
Yet, at the very end of her motion, she twists her ankle and spins, so fast that you only have a split second to see that she redirected her blow towards your side. You have to move your energy towards that spot. Her knuckles make contact and you feel a little pang of pain flow to your mind, but you take the blow with ease. The impact sent out a purpleish shockwave that spread throughout the room, causing a deafening sonic boom. Your smile disappears for an instant. Something deep within you desires to take this fight seriously and make sure she knows who the strongest among you is, but you shrug it off. You are no longer a brute, no more.She keeps trying to push you with her energy, her fist now surrounded by wild wide tendrils of red energy, but soon it dissipates. The deed was done, and she failed.She takes a step back, breathing heavily. “As I guessed.” She says between puffs. “You’ve grown stronger.” She looks at you in the eyes, gauging your power, and she looks at the ground, seemingly dejected.“Why the long face?” You ask. “You’ve hurt me, ever so slightly. My instincts yelled at me to take you seriously. You’ve done far more than what someone of your power level can usually do.”She smiles wanly. “Heh.” More puffs to get air into her lungs. “I just thought… That I’d move you a little bit at least.”“Maybe with a bit of luck.” You reply. “The twist at the end was a good idea, but your spin, fast as it was, was still too slow. If you’re going to spin like that, it has to be faster than sound.”“Faster than sound?”You chuckle. “Yes, breaking the sound barrier with a spin could deafen your foe and make it harder for them to gauge where you’re actually going to hit after your spin.” You shrug. “Not sure if it would work, but you may want to try.”“And how did you… just not get hurt at all? Even Raditz and Nappa have a hard time taking my blows when I get ‘em good.”“A technique I like to call Absolute Focus. I learned it back at Earth when I fought Kakarot. I can read and manipulate energy far easier than others.” Perhaps what unlocked it was your newfound ability to look at a battle calmly, to let logic take over your mind. Each fight is a puzzle, all you need to do it watch the pieces and see where each one fits.“Yes, that was a hell of a battle.” She says. “Kakarot is strong.”“Indeed.” You reply. “He has not yet reached my level, but I get the feeling he won’t stop until he does.”“And neither will I.” She wipes some sweat off her brow. “I will reach you, Prince, I will knock you down some day.”You laugh devilishly. “All you fools getting airs now that you know how much stronger you can grow. You forget your place.”
After the short training session, Calava goes on to drink some water, you remove your armor and the top of your mesh. As you expected, there’s a pretty nasty bruise on your side. Your body has not yet recovered fully from the poison’s damage. Calava approaches with a first aid kit and brings out a cream for the inflammation, which she starts to apply with a gauze.She’s intently watching the bruise. “Not bad.” She says.“The poison has me weakened.” You excuse yourself with no small hint of pride.She chuckles. “Of course.”Silence follows as she continues to apply the cream and sets up a large gauze to cover your bruise. “What I told Bulma is true.” She says as she finishes and sits down besides you.“That you miss your father?” You prompt her.“Yes.” She looks up to the roof of the training room, bent and burnt on multiple places after months of training. “I can’t forget that moment. It comes back to bite me all the time, on the worst of occasions. It hurts me. It doesn’t let me sleep. It doesn’t let me concentrate when I train or when I fight.” She smiles. “Remember when I fought that earthling? Yamcha, was it?”“Yes.” You reply. That battle was a real lesson for Calava and the other Saiyans you saved on planet Vertes. Earthlings, even though they are born with low power levels, can reach great heights through training, technique, guile and thorough discipline. The battle itself was a tie, but Calava should’ve won it easily.“There was a moment on that battle, when the human used that wide white beam on me. I fell and… I saw his face. My father’s, I mean. Dead in my arms. It made me so mad I just wanted to kill someone then and there.” She bends her knees and hugs her legs. “I shouldn’t be distracted by these things. My father was a proud Saiyan! He was strong, and I’m sure he saw so many of his comrades die, but he still fought with all he had, he never got distracted. He killed so many of the soldiers that came to get us, until one of them…” She brings her hands to her face. “He was shot by a thin beam that went straight through his heart. Kalabash came in as that thing was preparing another beam for me while I held my dad’s corpse.”You sit there, simply listening.“Then all I heard was yelling and screaming while I shook my dad. I told him a dozen times that Kalabash needed help. That he had to get up and help him. That he’d die if he didn’t get up.” She wipes off a few tears and stops to sob a few times, getting her breathing back in order. “But he didn’t, then I blanked out. I guess Kalabash killed the rest of them, buried my dad, and took me off planet. When I woke up, I was already in his spaceship.”“I…” You don’t know what words to use, but you remember Bulma’s. “I’m so sorry that this happened to you.”
“You shouldn’t be.” She says, wiping off her tears. “I should stop feeling sorry for myself. I should stop being so distracted by his death, or by that scene in my mind. Saiyans fight, and Saiyans die. His death is a point of pride, not of sorrow.”You hear the intercom ring out. It’s Raditz. “Food will be ready in 30 minutes. Today’s gathering operation will begin after we’re done eating.” The two of you ignore it, but there’s a clear time limit to this moment with her.You watch her. It seems that pouring her heart out has helped her ever so slightly. It may have helped her understand that seeking help isn't so bad, at least. Maybe you’d like to say something more, or just stay by her side could be good enough.>”Want to continue training?” Fighting is the one thing that cheers a Saiyan up.>Just stay by her side like this until it's lunch time.>Write-in.
>>6403357>”Want to continue training?” Fighting is the one thing that cheers a Saiyan up.
>>6403362>>6403410Training it is.
“Want to continue training?” You ask.Calava snorts one final time, wiping what few tears remained on her cheeks. “Yeah.”You get up and offer her a hand, which she swipes a way with a backhand, getting up all by herself. The two of you get back to the center of the training room, after striking your poses, you rush one another and start exchanging blows, blocks, ki blasts and beams for the thirty minutes that remain before lunch. There’s also a few cocky smiles, laughs, and yells.You both come out of the training room as the clock shows it’s time to eat, drinking a whole bottle of water and with towel in hand, you start heading down the hall while making a bit of small talk. The food goes down quick. Most of your crew is rather hungry. You sat with the rest of the Saiyans, while Bulma hung out with Rasha and Olond, your ways of eating that often did not bother with cutlery, was not to her taste. You were surprised to see Calava taking a seat with them, attempting to eat in a more ‘civilized’ manner. She spoke with Bulma, and from the smile the blue-haired earthling replied with, it seems you may have done a good enough job. Rasha and Olond, though noticing the strangely personal topic discussed between the two women, focused on their own conversation.After about an hour everyone was done. Dirty dishes were put to the washing machines and your crew headed out towards the decompression bays.Bulma steps forward and stand in front of everyone. “Alright, before you Saiyans just head out into space all willy-nilly and risk your lungs collapsing.” She spreads her arms, to her right, showing a row of lockers. “There are spacesuits here. Please put them on. And I don’t care about your incredible flying abilities, you’re all getting tied to the ship.”The crew looks at you. You shrug. “She’s the scientist, so obey.” An order which is met with shrugs, bothered sighs, and a few loyal nods.So you remove your armors, leaving on the mesh, and put on the blue, red and white spacesuits. The last thing you plop on is the helmet, and the oxygen activates. You can see the levels in some sort of holo-display on the helmet itself.“If anyone runs out of canisters, there’s more here.” Bulma opens a locker where dozens of canisters are neatly arranged. “Leave the empty ones by the locker.”Besides the decompression room’s door, dozens upon dozens of empty body bags, waiting to be filled. The grim sight brings down everyone’s mood.Everyone enters the decompression room. You’re surprised to see Bulma, Rasha and Olond. This has nothing to do with them, but they reply to your confusion with determined nods and a smile. They would help too, Saiyan or not.
Finally, decompression is done, and the door in front of you opens, revealing the great emptiness of space beyond the ship and station. Everyone hovers out, and you divide yourselves into teams of three. You decide to go with Calava and Nappa, you’d like to keep an eye on them just in case. Raditz, Turles and Kalabash head their own way, while Rasha, Olond and Bulma go another way.The grim affair begins, there’s many corpses strewn about the station. It will likely require morning and afternoon shifts to actually get this done. When you touch the first one, your hand almost instinctively retracts. You can see his bearded face, frozen in shock, his leg completely gone, Frieza armor bruised and battered, patched all over after years of fighting. A warrior to the end. You take his remaining leg, along with a female Saiyan’s lone arm, and head back to ship. Calava and Nappa have taken five corpses, grim determination in their faces. As you return, you get a look at your ship, the large station it’s docked in, the asteroid it orbits, and the hints of a white sun behind it, and the silhouettes of the corpses of your fellow Saiyans drawn in the sunlight. For the first time in a long while, you feel small, tremendously small.You enter the decompression room and await the process with the corpses on the ground. They are then put into the body bags to the best of your ability, and brought to a room nearby, the temperature within was taken down to freezing to ensure the corpses stay in relatively good shape. As you lay the body bags, you see Raditz, Kalabash and Turles bringing in their own, two each. Then as you exit, Rasha, Olond are bringing in two each themselves, Bulma only one.Then the loop begins, what takes the most time is compressing and decompressing, it’s also an exhausting process. The hours flow by with a few trips made out to space to bring more and more Saiyans in. Bulma is forced to throw in the towel after a bit of convincing by her alien companions, her earthling body unable to take more of the gruelling work, and her mind faltering at the sights of the broken bodies.Evening comes and with that, dinner. But no one’s hungry. The food is left untouched to be eaten another day. The time comes for the day’s tally.Raditz is keeping up the count as you all declare the number of bodies brought in during a meeting at bridge. “That’s makes 62 bodies in one day. It’s a good pace.”Nappa nods. “I didn’t realize that space was weightless, I thought we’d be bringing a body each at most, but we can comfortably bring two per trip each, more or less. We should be done in a week’s time.”The rest nod.You watch Bulma fidget, uncomfortable with the day’s work. Everyone else has kept up the pace, including Nappa and Calava, whom you suspected may have had issues with their task, but they held their own pretty well.Raditz is standing by the bridge’s window. “There’s one thing we didn’t decide on yet.” He says. “How are we going to bury them?”
Kalabash steps up. “I knew these people.” He says with a clenched fist. “I’m sure they would be fine if they were simply cremated with a ki blast from their fellow Saiyans.” He looks out to the station, which looms in front of the bridge. “Better than being a frozen statue out in Sadala Station’s orbit, at least.”Nappa grits his teeth while at his seat. “That’s no proper send-off for these heroes. They deserve to be buried.”Kalabash looks back at him defiantly. “What do you know of that, huh?” He says. His hostile reaction surprises you. “How many Saiyans have you buried since Planet Vegeta was destroyed? I’ve had to do the honors with quite a few myself.”Nappa does not hide his anger, his face twists into a grimace. He stands up from his chair. “What did you say?” Kalabash does not back down, just glaring back at him.“Enough!” You yell. “I will not tolerate this squabble. Stand down!”They obey, reluctantly. The rest were tensing up already, but the mood relaxes ever so slightly. You look at Kalabash, he would stand no chance against Nappa, but he clearly had no intention to back out of the fight. Raditz raises his hand. “We could bury them back at Earth.”“It’s not like there’s a Planet Vegeta to bury them at.” Turles says in a dour voice. Raditz glares at him, to which Turles shrugs.You look to Bulma, who suddenly gets nervous when your eyes meet hers. “Would Earth be fine with this?” You ask.“Earth?” She asks. “Uh… I mean, I don’t think anyone will complain. You can bury people there.”Calava seems uncomfortable. “I’m not sure, I mean. They died defending this station. Earth to them meant nothing.”Nappa nods, he sat back down cross-armed and is tapping his bicep with his index finger. “True, but if we want to bury them, we don’t have much of a choice.”Rasha raises a hand, looking for your approval before speaking. You nod towards him and he stands up. “My kind have a long tradition of spacefaring. In such situations where one believed a station to be their home rather than a planet, they would be buried within, in a mausoleum prepared for such instances. These Saiyans, they must have considered this station their new home, no?”Silence follows as the rest think. Yes, surely, in a way, this place was their home.Kalabash shakes his head. “There’s no such room in Sadala station. It would take us months to prepare a proper resting place.”He is not taking into account Capsule Corp. technology, the Brief family’s inventions could help speed up the process. You look to the earthling. “How fast could we prepare a room for this purpose?”She sits there and thinks for a while, running calculations in her head. “Considering you guys’ strength, Turles’ knowhow, the capsules I brought with me… Two months.”You grit your teeth. “Do we have enough supplies to last us two months?”She nods. “With a bit of rationing.”
Turles intervenes again. “The pirates may be back within that time. We do not know how far their other bases actually are. We could be right by the Queen’s headquarters for all we know.”Calava looks at him, her tail swirling in frustration. “We are planning to keep the station, right? It’s our first victory! We can’t just give it up.”Turles stares back at her. “I know how you feel, kid. But Prince Vegeta was barely able to take on Zodd. The Queen’s likely a whole other ordeal, and you guys can’t turn into Oozaru in here.” He grits his teeth as he remembers his lack of a tail. “I say we go back to Earth now. The station will be ours eventually, but not right now, our foes are strong, we have to work like space pirates do, hit and run.”Silence follows, eyes dart towards you, awaiting your final say.>”We will bury them at Earth and honor and protect that graveyard with our lives.”>”We will blast them ourselves, give them a proper send-off that way. Then we will return to Earth.”>”We stay here and prepare a mausoleum. They will rest in the station they died defending, and we will defend that resting place.” [This will take 2 months and may risk another pirate encounter.]>Write-in.
>>6403472>”We will blast them ourselves, give them a proper send-off that way. Then we will return to Earth.”Feels like the smartest play.
>>6403472>”We will bury them at Earth and honor and protect that graveyard with our lives.”We can’t afford to tarry here, but neither do we have to give them a bare minimum burial. Earth is the Saiyan HQ and probably the closest thing the Saiyan race has to a home planet right now. They can be buried there with full honours, and if a time comes when Sadala Station is reclaimed or the Saiyans claim a new home planet, they can always be exhumed and reinterred there.
>>6403472>”We will bury them at Earth and honor and protect that graveyard with our lives.”>>6402775>canon events hound usfuture trunks quest when? that timeline real depressing
>>6403541>future trunks quest when? that timeline real depressingFuture trunks timeline was the peak dragon ball writing to me.
>>6403545>peak dragon ball writingI love it alot as well, despite some of its inconsistencies. Future Trunks is great in that he doesn't mess around. He got done dirty in the end tho
>>6403472>>”We will bury them at Earth and honor and protect that graveyard with our lives.”We really should try and focus on the return trip to earth, and bring back enough supplies and equipment to get the station functioning again.>>6403498+1If it comes to it, they can always be brought back to the station.
We're bringing our boys and girls back to Earth.>>6403541>>6403551>>6403498
“We will bury them at Earth and honor and protect that graveyard with our lives.” Your conclusion is heard, and the group nods. “If we ever find a new home, they will come with us too. The Saiyans will give the dead their dues.”As the gathering concludes, everyone heads out of the bridge to continue with their tasks. Kalabash approaches you. “I’m sorry for my earlier outburst, Prince Vegeta.”“Hmph. It’s not me you have to speak with.” You reply.He gives you a somber nod, then you both see Calava come near you. “If we ever have a place to call our own, could we take my father there? I would like him to be honored too.”“Of course.” You say. “Do you know where he is?”“I have the coordinates of the planet, it’s very far though.” Calava says.Kalabash speaks next. “It is. Even with this ship it may take a year to reach it, maybe more.”“We will find a way.” Your words seem to clear a weight off Calava’s shoulders, and Kalabash taps her back.They both leave as well. Training is next, though you take some time to enjoy the sights of the galaxy from the bridge, hearing the hum of the machines surrounding you.The grim work of bringing the corpses aboard the ship continues. What little free time the crew has, they spend either performing maintenance training, exploring the station, and other miscellaneous hobbies they may have. The week passes by relatively quickly after all is said and done, but the sights will stay in your mind for long. As will the rage and thirst for revenge.As one last set of corpses is brought in by Nappa, Turles and Kalabash. Raditz brings up a list on a holopad and adds a few numbers to it. “That makes 534.”Bulma checks the numbers on Raditz’ holotape by tiptoeing to see above his shoulder, Raditz gives her a weirded out look. “Thank goodness I was able to prepare a few other storage units with the required temperature.” She says.Raditz shakes his head. “Didn’t feel good stacking them in shelves like that.”Turles comes out of the storage unit and removes his space helmet. “Nah, worst part was recognizing them. You two younglings should be thankful you couldn’t.”Nappa comes out with a sombre stare and fists clenched. Clearly he did recognize a few as well, yet the worst off was Kalabash, who comes out right after him and heads straight to his room driven by hardly restrained rage. He had the unenviable task of identifying the corpses at the end of each day, he was the one knew most of them, yet even with Nappa and Turles identifying another few, many remain nameless.“Sidara wasn’t in the count.” Nappa says, a slight smile appearing on his lips. “As Kalabash said, she likely fled.”Sidara, that one Saiyan woman Nappa was fond of back in the day, before Planet Vegeta was destroyed. They’d met in the Tuffle Wars, so theirs was an ancient history.“Good. We will find her.” You tell him, though who knows what may have happened in 20 years.
“Hope so.” He says. You take a hand to his shoulder, which is quite higher up than yours. He then heads back to his room to rest.Bulma taps your shoulder. “Should I begin our flight home?”“Go ahead.” You reply.The Capsule Corp. Saiyan Spacebase Mark II undocks from Sadala station. Though you only spent a week there, you can feel that some are looking at it as if they were leaving their home again.The ship’s thrusters move it into position, then Bulma activates hyperspeed. Soon, the light of stars turn into long lines. The crew gathers in the bridge. There were two objects that needed to be discussed: The Saiyan communicator, and the star map with the location of stations, refuges, and other spots that once had Saiyan Resistance activity.Turles presents to the room the Saiyan communicator. “I’ve checked it thoroughly. No one tampered with it. We’ll be able to send a message to all the scouters that once belonged to members of the Saiyan Resistance. Unless they’re broken or destroyed, of course. Considering the state of its battery and the bootlegged nature of the device though, I’d wage we can only say a single sentence before the thing keels over. We don’t need to fear it dying out before we send the message, it held on for 20 years, so it’ll hold on for a few more years at the very least.”You nod. Rasha raises his hand and you give him leave to talk. “If you would accept my counsel, it would be wise to await a good moment for its use. The scouters that once belonged to the Saiyans may have been looted by members of the Frieza force. Low-class soldiers bear equipment that is sometimes decades old, looted from corpses of their foes and passed around as trade goods.”“I doubt that many will be in the hands of Frieza force soldiers.” Nappa says. “The scouters that the Resistance used were old school, even by those years’ standards.”Kalabash speaks next. “Just in case, we shouldn’t use it carelessly. We should have a plan, coordinates to give them so they can gather somewhere. And we should be there ready to fight off any enemy forces.”Raditz gives his own thoughts. “Whatever we plan to do with it, we don’t have the resources or manpower to use the communicator to its full potential. Frieza would surely send the Ginyu force to the coordinates, or hell… He might come himself to finish the job.” The very thought of it is terrifying, no scouter, no matter how modern, has ever been able to read Frieza’s power level. If he were to come to your rendez-vous point, you’d basically be repeating the genocide of Planet Vegeta. You grab the armrest of the captain’s chair, gripping it with thoughts of vengeance and retribution.You relax, let go of the armrest, and look at Kalabash. “Thus, we have our other resource.”
“Yes.” Kalabash says, then brings out a holobox which he slides into the central holo of the bridge. A large holographic map appears, detailing various sites used by the Resistance. Kalabash starts sliding each. There’s full on stations similar to Sadala Station, refuges for when they need to lay low, armories and stashes bearing whatever loot they may have found, and some places that are simply marked but have no further information on them. “We’ll need to pour over the details of each site. It’ll take a while to see which ones may be relevant.”Calava shakes her head as she watches each log pass by. “This info is as old as me, Kalabash.” Some of the crew seem crestfallen as they think of this. “We may be making months-long trips across space for nothing.”Kalabash replies. “The holobox is unique, it was never retrieved by the Frieza forces or by the pirates. These are the places the members of the Resistance knew could be safe, and the only places they could go to, unless they personally knew of other spots.” He uses a search function and keys in the name of a star system. Two planets appear as marked. “Refuge X-23 and Armory X-24.”Calava stares at both of them, stupefied. “Our… Our home.”“Yes.” Kalabash confirms. “Gisa and I went to the refuge. Taliso went to the armory, he gave out everything there to some more Saiyans that accompanied us and they left for another place. We never heard from them again. Then you and your father settled there.” He then closes the hologram and takes out the box. “I imagine many of the places here will be empty, Frieza was ruthless in his search. But if we pass by them, or if I find one that may be especially relevant, we should check them out.”“You will take care of combing through the data?” You ask Kalabash.“Yes, my Prince.” He takes a fist to his heart. “When we return to Earth, Gisa will be able to help as well.”“Very well, then I trust that you’ll be able to give us our next objective soon after we reach Earth.”He nods.“Then that is all.” You swipe your hand to a side. “Dismissed.” The Saiyans and aliens bring their fists to their hearts. “Yes, Prince Vegeta!” Bulma just smiles at the scene.
==== TRAINING ====Your trip to Earth has just begun! There will be a lot of downtime, and as proper Saiyans do, you will dedicate much of it to training. Your new gravity room will ensure that the more powerful members of your crew can strain themselves further, ensuring a faster growth for them.You, Bulma, Raditz and Calava have adapted to highly efficient earthling training methods, boosting their training results.Rasha and Olond will use some meditation techniques they learned from Piccolo back at Earth, boosting their training results. They do not use the gravity room though, as it does not provide any further boost for them.You, Turles and Nappa can use the gravity machine to strain your training further.All Saiyans get a bonus to base PL obtained from intensive training, reflecting their species’ primal desire to grow stronger and fight. Humans may obtain this boost if they join a proper martial arts school (Like Turtle School).Your companions training results (without adding the further training they may do with you if you dedicate time to them).Nappa: 10.086 -> 12.086 (+1.000 base, +1.000 high gravity)Raditz: 8.619 -> 10.619 (+1.000 base, +1.000 earthling training)Turles: 16.000 -> (+1.000 base, +1.500 high gravity, -4.000 Fruit of Might effect reductions)Calava: 5.500 -> 7.000 (+750 base, +750 earthling training).Kalabash: 1.250 -> 2.000 (+750 base).Rasha: 15.500 -> 17.000 (+500 base, +1.000 Piccolo meditation technique)Olond: 8.500 -> 10.000 (+500 base, +1.000 Piccolo meditation technique)Bulma: 250 -> 500 (+125 base, +125 earthling training)You may now decide how you will focus your training. You may support one of your companions in their training, but this will halve the effectiveness of your own personal improvement. This will deepen your bond with your companion. Both Bulma and Kalabash have specifically asked for your support. Bulma wants to spend time with you and wants to be able to defend herself in a pinch. Kalabash wants to catch up to the rest of the Saiyans as a matter of personal pride.>Focus on your own training. +4.000 (+1.000 base, +2.000 high gravity, +1.000 earthling training). New PL: 37.401>Help Bulma train. +2.000 for Vegeta, +500 for Bulma. Vegeta PL: 35.401, Bulma PL: 1.000>Help Kalabash train. 2.000 for Vegeta. +1.000 for Kalabash. Vegeta PL: 35.401, Kalabash PL: 3.000>Focus on someone else. (Who?). You will DUPLICATE the base value of their training. For example, Nappa’s +1.000 base would turn into +2.000, Calava’s +750 base would turn into +1.500.
But that’s not all! As an added bonus, you may learn of your companions’ moves if you so desire.>Rasha’s Unlock. A powerful release of energy can boost your strength far past its usual limits, but it will tire you out quickly.>Calava’s Boxing Ki. A disciplined use of form and instinct causes ki to build up to your fists, making your punches far deadlier than they’d usually be. Great for overwhelming opponents.>Nappa’s Break Cannon. A large beam fires out of your mouth, often catching your opponent unawares.>Turles’ Ring Beam. A powerful ring of energy forms, allowing you to trap your opponent. The complexity of the energy ring makes this move short range.
>>6403617>Help Bulma train. +2.000 for Vegeta, +500 for Bulma. Vegeta PL: 35.401, Bulma PL: 1.000>Calava’s Boxing Ki. A disciplined use of form and instinct causes ki to build up to your fists, making your punches far deadlier than they’d usually be. Great for overwhelming opponents.
>>6403617>Focus on someone else. (Who?). You will DUPLICATE the base value of their training. For example, Nappa’s +1.000 base would turn into +2.000, Calava’s +750 base would turn into +1.500.We need to help bro grind and catch him up with our other big dick swingers a bit. I also just really fuck with Nappa. I want to propose that even if we help train Bulma more to make her tougher, maybe SHE should get a mech? She has the Capsule Corporation Machine at one point, right? >Calava’s Boxing Ki. A disciplined use of form and instinct causes ki to build up to your fists, making your punches far deadlier than they’d usually be. Great for overwhelming opponents.
Hmmmm
Power armor, less bulky than a whole entire mech?
>Help Kalabash train. 2.000 for Vegeta. +1.000 for Kalabash. Vegeta PL: 35.401, Kalabash PL: 3.000As much as I like Bulma and am gunning for her romance route, we trained with her quite a bit already, not to mention even with our help she’d still be weaker than canon Raditz. Let’s devote some time to our other teammates.>Calava’s Boxing Ki. A disciplined use of form and instinct causes ki to build up to your fists, making your punches far deadlier than they’d usually be. Great for overwhelming opponents.DUCK THIS ONE
>>6403671>>6403673>>6403674Bulma is looking into this stuff. An anon gave the idea in another thread, of having Bulma make powerful mechs or power armor rather than becoming a fighter herself.I think I'll do a mix, which will likely make her go for power armors, but mechs could be a thing too.>>6403620>>6403671>>6403744Clearly we're learning Calava's Ki Boxing.As for the rest, we have 1 vote for Bulma, 1 for Kalabash, and 1 >>6403671 considering the comment I imagine it's for Kalabash since he's having a hard time catching up? In any case, I'll wait for clarification or more anons to vote. I wrote a lot yesterday so I might not update today. I gotta check what the Z-Fighters have been doing for the 2 months you've been gone, and get some notes out of the thread for future consideration.
Here's some filler about what's happening back at Earth!>==== At Goku’s house ====Rokka’s tail is swirling about as she curiously looks around the hill where Goku’s- that is Kakarot’s house is. The half-breed Gohan is playing catch with her brother Oshe nearby, running and jumping about the trees.She crosses her arms. She still wishes she’d gone to space with her dad. She was as powerful as him, but she got stuck babysitting instead.She hears a door open up and bash against a wall behind her. She twirls around and strikes her battle pose. Then she sees Kakarot running out of his house, various kitchen utensils flying at him.Kakarot’s female comes out, yelling obscenities. “Don’t you dare say it again, you hear me?! Gohan has to study and no, he’s never leaving Earth, ever!” She goes right back in and slams the door behind her.Kakarot scratches his head and approaches you. “Ah well!” He says. “Had to try.”Rokka raises an eyebrow, her tail wraps itself around her waist. “What was that about?”He lifts his hands. “Well, since Vegeta and the rest are all travelling around in space, I thought we’d give it a try too.”She shakes her head. “Space is dangerous, mister Kakarot.” She says. “Lots of really strong bad guys, my dad told me.”Kakarot raises his index finger as if teaching a lesson. “If there’s bad guys up there, then there’s probably good guys suffering too, right? I can’t just let that be!” He closes his hands into fists. “We gotta get out there and teach the bad guys a lesson, make sure they don’t hurt anyone else!”Rokka wonders what exactly happened to Kakarot for him to be this way. He’s barely like a Saiyan. Maybe, just maybe, his wanting to beat up bad guys was the Saiyan blood talking. “And you’d take Gohan?”“I’d like to let him explore space, see the stuff that’s out there. And the guys and I would be there to protect him.” He sighs, watching the two children playing with each other. Gohan is clearly more than able to beat Oshe, but he’s always careful with his power, and lets him win a few scuffles every now and then. “Your little brother’s a wild kid too!”Weak for a Saiyan, Rokka thinks, yet still stronger than almost all earthlings. “Yeah.”Kakarot takes a hand to his head for a moment. “Oh, Piccolo’s heading to our spot already. Wanna train?”The Saiyan girl nods. “Sure.” Her attempt at remaining stoic thwarted by her tail shaking about her waist excitedly. “Chi-chi!” Kakarot yells. “Rokka and I are going to train with Piccolo and the rest. Gohan and Oshe are staying over to eat!”A loud “What?!” shakes up the whole house as the two Saiyans fly off. Rokka watches as the female earthling waves a spatula with fury, before she blasts off along with Goku- uh… Kakarot.
Chi-chi’s vein is about to pop, her bared teeth grinding against each other as that lazy good-for-nothing flies off to do whatever again. She enters the house and spins into a flying kick that impacts against a punching back that’s right by the door, it flies right off its hinges and slams against the wall. “How can you deal with things like this?!” Chi-chi’s anger flies out of his mouth like sparks.Gisa, who remained inside to watch the cooking stew, smiles at the earthling woman, a trickle of sweat goes right down her face. “Well… It’s how us Saiyans do things.”“Honestly!” Chi-chi waves around the spatula. “Just thinking of my husband flying off into space with my dear little Gohan! Some pirates could attack them! Or that blasted Frieza guy!”“Space is big, Mrs Chi-chi.” Gisa replies, trying to clam her down. She stirs the pot and gives it a taste. “Gosh! I’d all but forgotten how proper vegetables and meat tasted like.” She has a hard time hiding her giddiness.Chi-chi does not hide her pride. “That’s one way to conquer someone you love, feed ‘em!” She says. “Your dear Kalabash will be swooning all over you when you hand him a bowl of this along with a dinosaur steak!” She brings a large cut of meat out of her old fridge. “At least there’s one thing that husband of mine is good for.” She says as she slams the steak on the kitchen counter. “He gives you good meat?” Gisa says, cleaving the steak with a butcher’s knife. Her devious smile’s makes Chi-chi redden ever so slightly. The two of them laugh.>==== At the Lookout ====Kami watches as the two sources of energy head travel along the skies of Earth. He approaches Piccolo with the help of his cane. “Are you sure that training with this Saiyan girl is a good idea? Need I remind you of King Kai’s warnings?” He taps his cane to show disapproval.Piccolo looks at the old god with slight frustration. “Again with this? The Saiyans have only been a boon to us, they are our allies.”“The Saiyans are a race of ruthless warriors, Piccolo. They have killed millions across the galaxy.”“Not anymore.” Piccolo crosses his arms. “They are trying to find their own kind, recover something they lost. And they helped us fight one of their own when he came to conquer Earth. Who knows what would’ve happened if Vegeta had not been here when Turles arrived?”Kami gives a begrudging nod. “That I will not deny. But can you trust that all Saiyans are as… sociable as this Vegeta is now? What happens if they recover their former strength? They would go back to their old ways. It is in their blood, Piccolo.”Piccolo shakes his head. “Goku is a Saiyan, should we not trust Goku?”“That is different. He hit his head as a child.”“How far can we really take that excuse? He was raised by earthlings and became a good man. Can’t the rest of the Saiyans undergo the same process?”“It is a great risk to take.”
“Considering the state of the galaxy today. It is a risk I am willing to take. How long until this Frieza hears about Earth? Or somehow gets to know about the dragon balls?” Piccolo uncrosses his arms and approaches Kami, facing him. “The dragon balls depend on your existence. Need I remind you again that the Saiyans have told me with no doubt in their minds that there is an entire race of our kind in a planet named Namek? Do they have dragon balls as well? Can Frieza eventually find them and their dragon balls?”Sweat runs down Kami’s forehead. “And what would you do about this?”Piccolo turns around. “I will find this Namek and hear what its inhabitants have to say about the dragon balls. I will make sure no one can use them for evil.”Kami holds on to his cane. “With a group of Saiyans in tow to hear all about them! It is already hard enough to keep the ones at Earth hidden from their sight! You’ll simply be handing them over to another evil!”Piccolo chuckles. “A demon accompanied by devils.” He then blasts off, the shockwave making Kami’s cape flutter, but the old Namekian keeps himself steady.“By all the gods of the universe, I do hope you are right, Piccolo.”>==== At the training grounds ====“Hiya!” Rokka yells as she delivers a kick towards Goku’s head, which he handily blocks, he has the time to grab her leg, spin her around him and send her flying to the sky.“Come on Rokka! You can’t be this predictable when you fight!”“Tch.” Rokka spits as she lowers herself down to the ground. She strikes her battle stance, but she stops when she feels a familiar energy approach.Her eyes beam as she watches the green and white silhouette make landfall. “Mister Piccolo!” She yells, running to hug the Namekian. Her arms wrap around him as does her tail.Goku laughs and puts his fists to his waist. “Man, Piccolo! You have an effect on kids, you know?”Piccolo ruffles Rokka’s hair. “Come on now, we’re here to train.”Rokka lets go of the hug, and her fist flies towards Piccolo’s face. The Namekian has no issue parrying it, he twists her wrists and she taps a surrender, he lets her go. “Have you been practicing that move?”Rokka nods. She takes a stance, separating her feet. She lifts her two open palms to her forehead. A ball of yellow energy begins to appear in her palms. “Masenko!” She yells, and a powerful beam flies forward towards a cliffside, Goku clumsily jumps away to dodge the impact. The beam obliterates the stone and leaves a large crater behind. “Good, good.” Piccolo says. There’s a hint of worry to his voice that Rokka does not detect. Saiyan children are simply this strong. If Kami is right…“Man.” Goku says, approaching the pair. “Now I get why Krillin tells me that being a Saiyan has basically been a cheat code for all my life. She’s barely been here a month or two and look at her.”“Hey, we trained a lot back when we were at the ship!” Rokka says. “Meditating was kinda boring though.”
Goku taps Piccolo’s back. “You should have kids of your own someday, Piccolo! How does that work for your kind?”He shakes his head. “I’d rather be the uncle.”The training resumes, the intense melees and beam battles causing shockwaves, surges of light and general devastation to their surroundings, much to the chagrin of the local wildlife.>==== At the Lookout ====“You four are late.” Kami says.Krillin, Yamcha, Tien and Chiaotzu are standing in a line at the top of the lookout.Tien bows. “Sorry, lord Kami. Our lives at Earth are distracting us far too much from our training, we will ensure this does not happen again.”Yamcha elbows the triclops. “Your life at Earth? I think you mean Launch.”Tien gets a little flustered. Chiaotzu laughs.Krillin steps forward. “Master Kami. We have to enter the time chamber!”The sudden affirmation makes the entire group get serious again. Kami taps his cane. “You are a fool, Krillin. The hyperbolic time chamber is not a tool to be used lightly. Goku and Piccolo were just barely able to withstand the conditions inside. Gravity is stronger there, the air is thinner. Just entering it could kill you!”Krillin closes his fists, digging into his hands. He grits his teeth. “We have to!” He says. “Goku and Piccolo, they’re already getting so far ahead! Not to mention that the Saiyans are going to space and coming back stronger than before! If they ever decide to betray us, we won’t be able to do a thing!”Tien nods, worry written in his face. “When we fought them in our competition, I could feel how much stronger that Nappa guy was… Even with the Kaioken activated, I had to use all of my energy to knock him out.” Chiaotzu hugs his leg to comfort him.Yamcha looks up to the sky. “Same for me when I fought with that Calava girl, and she was among the weakest in the bunch. She broke my arm with a punch while I was blocking with it! I had all my ki shielding my arm!”Krillin takes the lead again. “We were able to train with King Kai, lord Kami! We can do this, we have to do this!” His three companions agree.Kami sighs. He looks over to the planet below him. His responsibility. He feels the three energies training far off into the distance. “Perhaps we can try.” It was as gruelling as Kami had warned them, but they persevered.
>>6403801Oh I'm a dummy! I had picked Nappa so he will be closer to us and the other stronger fighters, but was thinking too much about mecha to specify KEK HOWEVER, I think I will change to Kalabash in order to get this show on the road. Thanks for the Earth update! Happy Sunday!
>>6403853Thanks for the clarification anon. Locking it to Kalabash so I can get the update out by tomorrow.Thanks all anons for playing Vegeta Quest, dearly hope you're enjoying the ride!
>>6403856We should thank you for writing it. I love your updates, and I’m in the same boat as you what with Saiyan/Freeza saga being my favourite part of DBZ.
The days began to pass as routine settled in your ship. Most of your crew was glad, they’d much rather be spending all day training than carrying corpses around, though each time they passed by certain doors, they couldn’t help but feel a shiver down their spines. Along with your crew of 10, over 500 corpses laid stored around the ship.You yourself spent your days combing over the details of the holobox with Kalabash, trying to see which of these sites were worthy of a space trip, and which weren’t. Kalabash told you as many details as he could, but he was not a high-ranking member of the Resistance and he often blanked when faced with sites he had never visited himself. You didn’t hold it against him, he was already offering you far more than you could ever have gleamed on your own.Then there were the trainings. Though it pained you, you refused Bulma’s request, even when she put on the hurt puppy eyes. Kalabash was a fellow Saiyan whose power level was far lower than anyone else’s. Not only that, the man had clearly suffered during the recovery operation, he had made amends with Nappa over their little fight, yet knowing your hulking friend, he would eventually seek retribution in the Saiyan way. You wanted Kalabash to be ever so slightly more prepared for that eventuality.One day, as you’re picking your things up in the training room to free it for Nappa, Turles and Raditz, Kalabash strikes up conversation. “I have spoken to Calava.” He says.You take a swig of water and slush it around your mouth before spitting it. “Regarding her father?” You ask, wondering if your actions had gotten through to her.“Yes.” He replies. “She never really spoke to me about it, always kept it to herself.” He shakes his head, his eyes closed as he wallows in regret. “I thought that was the Saiyan way, never gave it much thought.”“I didn’t give it much thought myself before reaching Earth. Live and learn.” Your words bring a smile to his face.“I was glad she opened up to me, but something didn’t add up.”You raise an eyebrow as you put your towel around your neck. “What do you mean?”“Perhaps you do not remember as it was a while ago already, Prince Vegeta, but I claimed that when I found Calava, Taliso was already dead and their attackers had been killed. She was lying on the ground, unconscious and terribly wounded. I thought she had done it driven by Saiyan rage.”“Hm? She told me otherwise. That while she mourned her father, you killed all of her attackers.”“She told me the same thing, but I swear by my version of the events. Could we talk in your office?”You nod, you head out of the training room, and salute your comrades as they take their turn in the training chamber. Nappa gives Kalabash a nasty look, Kal replies in kind, Turles pushes the big Saiyan forward and into the room.You seat yourself at your office, Kalabash stands in front of you. “It doesn’t make sense.” He says. “Why would she make up a story?”
“She was 10.” You reply, your finger tapping the desk as you rummage your head for an explanation. “Perhaps she dreamt it up while she was unconscious.”“Perhaps, but the details of her experience are far too vivid for something she dreamt up as a child.” Kalabash takes his hand to his chin, he looks around the room at nothing in particular, his usual method to get his mind to thinking. “I believe her story, but the person who killed those Frieza soldiers wasn’t me.”“Someone else did, then?”“I see no other way of explaining it.”“Were you and Taliso in contact with other Saiyan groups?”Kal shakes his head. “No. Not in the whole 10 years of our exile.”You both cross your arms, Kal leans onto a wall. “If I were to hazard a guess. The person who did it must’ve been a Saiyan, I don’t believe there is anyone else who could’ve known about our hiding spot who may have wanted to help us.”“Why hide themselves?”He shrugs. “No idea. But if that Saiyan was strong enough to wipe out a whole squadron of Frieza soldiers, they must’ve been pretty strong themselves. I couldn’t have done it with my power level of 1.000. Taliso was far stronger than me and he fell.”Kalabash approaches your desk, his fist raised. “That person would be a good asset to our cause.”“If he or she is still alive.” You would rather tame Kalabash’s excitement. “It’s been 10 years.”“If we made it through, I’m sure they did as well.”You nod. “Very well, another objective for our mission.”“There’s something else.” Kalabash says. “Two Frieza ships were missing from the planet, I saw the marks of their landing gears.”“Calava’s rescuer was in one, most likely.” You deduce.“And in the other was one of her father’s killers.” He adds. “Likely fleeing the planet after their defeat. Back then, I thought both bore Frieza soldiers that had escaped, but it seems my old hypothesis was incorrect.”You feel an itch again, revenge, the sentiment had been swimming about your head for the past few weeks. So many deaths to be avenged, and at the core of this vengeance: Frieza. “We will find that one too and avenge Taliso.” Your words are filled with venom.Kalabash nods.“Have you spoken of this with her?”“I haven’t. I don’t want to upset her with my wild theories. I’d rather have concrete proof of who her saviour was.”You lay back on your chair and take a fist to your cheek. “That seems wise. Any idea of where we could start?”The Saiyan can’t help but chuckle. “Nope, none. Whoever it was, they could be anywhere in the galaxy. But considering our current objective of reruniting with as many Saiyans as possible, I’m sure we will eventually cross paths.” Kalabash salutes you. “With your leave, I’ll get back to the holobox and check on more sites.”“Make sure to get some rest, training will resume tomorrow morning.” Your warrior nods as a response and heads out of your office.
You make yourself some Earth coffee and enjoy its strong flavor by the round window near your office chair. It’s yet another starry night.==== 1 MONTH PASSES ====You’re sitting on the captain’s seat at the bridge. You came out of hyperspeed not too long ago, Earth can be seen in the distance. The ship’s thrusters rumble as they send you straight towards it.“You think the earthlings have grown any stronger?” Nappa asks with no small hint of sarcasm. The growth of your own companions has been steady throughout your time in space. “I wouldn’t mind a rematch against the triclops.”“Control yourself, Nappa. Remember that they are our allies.” The word was new in the Saiyan dictionary, it was hard for your kind to get used to treating other species like comrades. Nappa is especially hard to convince in this regard, plus, the man had been thirsting for a fight ever since Kalabash offended him, you denied his requests for honor duels while he was at the ship to avoid any unnecessary damage, but the time would soon come after your arrival at Earth.Your crew each enters their attack pods and the ship fires them with thunderous speed towards your settlement on the surface.The pod rumbles ever so slightly and warms up as it breaks through the atmosphere. Thankfully, Bulma’s design is far more comfortable than the Frieza force’s attack pods. The rumbling stops when you’re in the atmosphere, and soon you hear the small thrusters at the pod’s sides roar to slow down your descent, then a parachute is deployed to further soften the fall. The pod’s landing gears are deployed, and they grip the earth beneath you. You remove your seatbelt and stand up, cranking the small lever that heaves the door open. You’re already feeling the welcoming committee’s energy signatures.As the door opens up, you can see the silhouettes of the earthlings, Kakarot, and Piccolo, along with Kalabash’s family. His children run towards him as he bends down, arms wide open to get a group hug, he lifts them both up into his arms and his wife gives him a kiss. Next, your crew steps out of their pods, Kakarot’s group and your own men and women form two lines that look at each other warily.“’Sup guys?” Kakarot says as he takes two fingers to his forehead and lifts them up as a salute. The rest of his team seem worried at your sight, barely able to hide the fear of your power levels.You give each of them a look, their power levels are low, likely hidden through their ki manipulation techniques. “Thank you for your welcome, Kakarot.” Not hiding the sarcasm. “I see the Earth has not been destroyed by any invaders.”“Not if we can help it!” Kakarot replies. “Woah Vegeta, you’ve grown real strong, huh? Have you beaten any bad guys up there?”“Indeed I have.” You smile deviously, but decide not to brag any further. “We have gone to an important place for the Saiyan race, Kakarot. We found many of our own dead there.”Kakarot’s smile dissipates. “I’m sorry, Vegeta.”
You shake your head in response. “They died like true Saiyans, in battle. We are going to give them a proper burial here on Earth, within the plot of land granted to us.”“Of course.” Kakarot says. “I’ll help.”You notice surprise in your crew’s faces, except for Bulma’s, she sighs and gives her friend a warm smile.“I will too.” Piccolo steps forward. Now that one surprised Bulma.“And me too.” The long-haired human who fought Calava steps forward, much to the surprise of his companions. He looks at Calava for a fleeting moment, but the Saiyan didn’t seem to react.“Thank you.” You say, now without a hint of sarcasm. The two words make the humans in front of you go wide-eyed in further surprise.Bulma brings out a remote control, she types in a few commands and the storage units bearing your fallen decouple from the ship and land nearby with the same ease as the attack pods. The thrusters cause great gusts of wind that make your cape and the earthling’s close flap intensely.“Thank goodness we made those modular.” Bulma says while looking at the gigantic warehouses now standing by your homes. “I’ll head home with one of pods, I’ll get you guys coffins and some construction material.” You nod, and she hops on to her pod and returns to the spaceship to be launched down again.“Well then, let’s begin.” You fly towards a flat patch of grass not too far from your home. You point your open palm towards it, and a beam of white energy fires out, tearing deep into the ground. The rest of your crew, including Kakarot, Piccolo, and the one called Yamcha, begin firing at the ground too. Gisa flew the children to Kakarot’s house, much to Rokka’s dismay, as she wanted to help out too. She then returned to support you as well.By the time you were done with the holes in the ground, Bulma fell from the sky with a similar storage unit, this one bearing a gigantic Capsule Corp. logo, and lifted by clamps coming out of the attack pod, its fully engaged thrusters slowing down her descent. She jumps out of the pod and flies down to press a few buttons on a keypad at the bottom of the module, the mechanisms hiss as the huge door opens up to reveal construction materials and a slew of neatly stacked coffins.A slow and difficult process begins. The body bags are removed from the freezer unit and put into a coffin each. The raw number of them forcing you to form a morbid assembly line where some of your crew bring out the bodies, some others bring the coffins, and finally, the rest take them to their final resting place in Earth’s grounds. The task takes a few days, during which no one is really in the mood for talk.Finally, when everyone is interred, you order a wall to be built around the graveyard, to keep out unwanted visitors. Then finally, the place is sealed with a large iron gate.
As Turles finishes off the coupling of the gate with its hinges, you stand in front of the graveyard. Its pristine white alloy walls make for a good place to rest, you think.Turles flies back to you, the rest of your crew standing at your side while your earthling helpers look on.Perhaps you’d like to say a few words, or maybe silence could be a good way to honor the fallen. What do you think?>Deliver a speech. [Write-in].>Something else? [Write-in]>Honor them with a moment of silence, then return to your regular activities. [Skip to next scene]
>>6404465>These heroes fought and died as true saiyans, perhaps the truest saiyans of all. They, and countless more like them across space, gave their lives not for conquest or dominance, but the chance that our race might survive.>We will not let their sacrifice will be in vain. Every loss will be counted, added to the debt Freeza owes our race - and when it comes time for him to pay, we’ll see to it that there isn’t enough left of him to bury.Tried to go for something short and sweet.
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>>6404627>>6404641Locked in, update in progress
How martially talented is Vegeta? Is he both gifted and trained enough that can try combining the martial arts he knows?
>>6404697It depends on the complexity of the combined martial arts. Vegeta, while talented, has not yet dedicated time to becoming a full-blown martial artist like for example the members of the Turtle school, but he has a knack for learning for sure. Getting support from other characters could help him too.Update incoming.
You turn around and face your comrades-in-arms. Your two most steadfast followers, Nappa and Raditz, the Saiyans you recruited later on, the two aliens who swore an oath to fight for you and your cause. And also, Kakarot, the Namekian, and his human friend.“These heroes fought and died as true Saiyans, perhaps the truest Saiyans of all!” You proclaim. “They, and countless more like them across space, gave their lives not for conquest or dominance, but for the chance that our race might survive.”You get looks from everyone. Nappa and Raditz do not hide their pride. Calava seems to get a bit of a pang, a dark memory surfaces. Kalabash looks towards the graveyard with grim determination, Turles simply listens in a rare show of pure respect.You clench your fist. “We will not let their sacrifice be in vain!” You now yell. “Every loss will be counted, added to the debt Frieza owes our race – and when it comes time for him to pay, we’ll see to it that there isn’t enough left of him to bury!” You swipe your right arm and let your cape flutter.Nappa is the first to raise his fist. “Yeah… Yeah! Long live the Prince!” He yells. Raditz follows. “Long live the Prince!”, then goes Calava. Soon, your entire crew is yelling the line again and again.“For the Saiyan race!” You bellow. “For those who fought! For those who remain!”“For the Saiyan race! For the Saiyan race!” the chant echoes along the hills where your little settlement dwells.The chant slowly dies down, but you notice an energy signature growing unstable. It’s Bulma’s.“G-guys!” She’s tapping on a few buttons on her wrist-pad. Some sort of holographic radar appears. “There’s… ships in orbit!”You look at her, then look up. “Ships?!” Your frustration. Shit, it can’t be Zar’Ann, there is no way she found out about Earth and arrived here so quickly.“Someone’s followed us from the station!” Turles says. “Must be part of Zodd’s squadron!”“Could they be an invasion force?” Raditz asks.Rasha shakes his head. “Almost impossible. Pirates or no, they could not have organized one so quickly.”Olond agrees, his arms crossed. “They must be scouts. They wanted to keep watch on us.”Calava looks up with fury. “If they run away now, they’ll report that we’re in orbit at Earth. The pirate queen will come find us here.”“B-but… My ship’s radar should’ve spotted them!” Bulma says, her frantic voice breaking down due to her nerves.“Shit! I didn’t think about this.” Turles seems disappointed in his lack of care. “They’re pirates, they must have good cloaking devices to run away from Frieza ships.”“Guys, focus!” Nappa yells. “What do we do now?!”“I have them locked in.” Bulma says as she furiously taps her wristpad. “They seem to be maneuvering with their thrusters. Facing away from Earth.”Tch. They’re going to jump to hyperspeed. Kakarot flies close to you. “We’ll make sure nothing happens to Earth. You guys go and get ‘em.”
Your warriors dash towards their attack pods, including Bulma. “Kakarot, I…” You caused this, you’re bringing this on Earth, Kakarot’s home, the people who saved you and trusted you.“Don’t worry about it, Vegeta.” He says. “It’s not your fault.”That fool, he’s talking to you as if you were a child seeking penance. You look away, disgruntled, and dash to your pod as well.“Kal!” You hear Gisa yell. She takes a hold of his hand, her tears sprouting from her eyes.“Don’t worry Gisa, I’ll be back. I promise.” He says, then softly shoves her away as he enters his own pod.Your pod’s door closes down, Kakarot, Piccolo and Yamcha are looking up to the sky, trying to sense the energy signatures in orbit.A holographic video of Bulma appears in front of your pod’s seat. “They’re going way too fast… I don’t know if we’ll catch them with the ship.”“How many are there?”“4, no… 5.”“They had that many ships back at the station?”“I don’t know!” She says, she takes her hands to her head in panic. “I didn’t count!”“No matter! Focus, Bulma! Is there any other way to reach them?!”“I… I could redirect the pod’s thrusters.” She says. “But that’s stupid, I’d have to do it in a hurry, I’d literally be shooting you like cannon balls towards them! I couldn’t even tell who’d go to which ship!”“Any other options?”“Our ship’s navigation system… We could redirect it to fire its kinetic payload towards the enemy ships. But we’d only have enough to take 4 ships down at most, the last one we’d have to ram. Not even considering the damage the ship would take in the space battle, the ramming maneuver would take us months to repair.”Damn it. You don’t have the time to prepare a proper plan. You’ll have to follow your instincts on this one. Getting back into hyperspace would distract you from your own plans for a long time, redirecting the pods could put your soldiers’ lives at risk, there were some powerful aliens in Zodd’s crew, if Calava and Kalabash found themselves alone in the midst of them… Then there’s sacrificing the ship, but then again, you’d have to spend months at Earth until it’s repaired, unable to actively pursue your own designs.>”We’re pursuing them with the ship, it’s our safest bet.” You may have to leave Earth’s orbit again to catch them.>”Redirect our pods and shoot them towards the ship.” Your people are ready, you know this.>”Sacrifice the ship. Fire all guns and ram them!” Ships can be repaired, lives can’t be recovered.>Write-in. (Bear in mind the plan has to be quick and simple to execute, you don’t have time!)
>>6404723>”Redirect our pods and shoot them towards the ship.” Your people are ready, you know this.Fight>>6404721>dedicated timeKing Vegeta while he was still around didn't have professionals warriors train him?
>>6404723>”Redirect our pods and shoot them towards the ship.” Your people are ready, you know this.LFG!
>>6404756>>6404759We continue our tradition of yeeting people at stuff until it breaks.We have a total of 9 attack pods getting yeeted at 5 ships, so:>Roll 9d5, three times.The roll with the most varied results will get chosen! Bulma will seek to spread you out between the different ships. If a roll has all 5 ships getting hit by an attack pod, it will get chosen first.Each roll will correspond to the following characters, respectively:Vegeta, Nappa, Raditz, Turles, Calava, Kalabash, Rasha, Olond, Bulma.>King Vegeta while he was still around didn't have professionals warriors train him?Nah, King Vegeta was of the school of power level primacy. Training was useless, you were born at X power level and that was it. Most Saiyans believed in this philosophy before the fall of Planet Vegeta because they were far more powerful than half the living beings in the universe (Raditz could do a planetary purge by himself at PL 1.000), so they didn't bother training. It's similar to Frieza and the Cold family, they're strong as is, so no need for training.
Rolled 4, 2, 5, 4, 2, 4, 2, 1, 2 = 26 (9d5)>>6404886Watch THIS
Rolled 1, 3, 5, 5, 4, 2, 4, 2, 4 = 30 (9d5)Wait, why is Bulma going? Her power level is still in the hundreds. Shouldn’t we have given her pod to Goku or Piccolo?>>6404886Rollan
>>6404999This roll wins since it has all 5 ships getting hit.>Vegeta and Nappa BOTH crash alone in their respective ships.>Raditz and Turles crash into 5.>Calava, Rasha and Bulma crash into 4.>Kalabash and Olond crash into 2.>>6404999>Wait, why is Bulma going? Her power level is still in the hundreds. Shouldn’t we have given her pod to Goku or Piccolo?She needed to be in the pod to better control all the pods. Good catch anon, cuz Vegeta is gonna be asking himself the same question.
You press a few buttons and ensure the transmission reaches everyone, various holo-screens open up showing the rest of your crew in their pods. “We are going to redirect our pods and shoot them towards the ships.” A mixture of surprise and battle glee spreads among your warriors. “This will be done in a quick and dirty manner so we won’t be able to guess who goes where. When you crash into the ships, first tally up who is with you, then initiate boarding action.” Nods and affirmations follow, then you shut the comms down except for Bulma’s.“Are you sure you can get us into all of the enemy’s ships?” You secure your belt and get ready for atmosphere exit.“Yes, just give me a moment…”A moment. That’s what you don’t have according to the reads of your pod’s radar, the scout ships are already emitting high energy emissions, they’re about to jump into hyperspeed. “Good, return to our ship right after initiating attack pod ramming maneuver.”“I can’t.” Bulma says as she seems to type down the last of the coordinates in her pod’s computer. “There’s 9 attack pods and 5 enemy ships, I’m not sure if I’m gonna hit all of them. I have to shoot my pod towards them too.” Her voice is cold and calculating, this along with that intensity in her eyes lets you know she is not joking.“Fool!” You yell. “You are too weak! Return to our ship and bring us fire support, that is an order!”A devious smile appears on Bulma’s lips. “No can do, sir!” She brings down her finger for a final key press, and you feel the impulse of the pod’s thrusters.“Bulma! Obey my order!” You yell.“Sorry Vegeta, I won’t risk putting Earth in danger just to save my own ass.” She says, the comms are beginning to cut off as the pods are surrounded by the plasma from your exit of the atmosphere. “Just in case I don’t make it.” She says, her strength almost incapable of taking the sudden outburst of speed. “I like-“The comms cut off. Gods damn it! You slam a fist on your armrest. Sensors indicate that the heat around your craft is dissipating. You open the front camera of the pod and see the scout ship that you are about to slam into. It’s an old model Frieza Force command ship, full of all kinds of makeshift repairs. Still a rather large ship, and not one you saw back at Sadala Station. Could it be that they were able to bring reinforcements? Then there has to be another pirate outpost very near Sadala Station.That means there’s no way to truly know the strength of the enemy. If it was just a scouting party from Zodd’s crew, then your warriors would have nothing to fear.Your body jerks around as your pod impacts right into the enemy ship’s hull. Just like a cannon ball, as you expected. Sounds of metal twisting surround you until silence comes.You take off your reinforced seatbelt and put on your scouter for comms. “Vegeta speaking. Anyone with me?” Radio silence. “Can anyone hear me?”
Alone. Something from the ship is probably interfering with your scouter's comms. You crack your neck and knuckles then smile. “Good.” Finally, some proper fun after a whole month of training and talking.You twist down the lever and open the pod’s door. You already see the feet of the mooks in front of you. Some mid-range power levels, some low. Nothing you can’t take on.“Sh-shoot, fire!” You hear a weasely voice scream. Then a hail of laser fire and bullets from guns of all sizes fly straight towards you, you take on the brunt of the impact as smoke and dust is raised all around you, you can hear missiles streaming in, which you deflect to the sides just to make sure no lucky shots wear you down before meeting the commanders of the ship.You cross you arms and wait for the smoke to clear up. Soon, you see a whole band of pirate mooks in front of you. Worn down Frieza armors, ancient scouters that are already exploding as they try to calculate your power level, laser rifles from an ancient era, homemade kinetic weaponry, low quality bionic limbs, eye patches and a few ridiculous hats.You smile, which sends a psychological shockwave straight through all these idiots who jump at each of your movements.Now… Will Vegeta bother speaking, or will he listen to the primal call of the Saiyan race?>”Let me pass or you’re all dead.” No need to waste time with these fools.>Teach these idiots a lesson. Calava’s Ki Boxing. A disciplined use of form and instinct causes ki to build up to your fists, making your punches far deadlier than they’d usually be. Great for overwhelming opponents.>Teach these idiots their LAST lesson. Energy Blast Volley. Many small blasts used to cover a wide area. It is stronger against multiple opponents.>Teach these idiots a BIG lesson. Galick Gun. A supercharged concentrated blast fired from both hands.>Write-in.
Since I'm here, I'll let you guys vote on something else:Since there's a whole bunch of space between this ship and the rest, Vegeta may not be able to intervene in a timely manner in the other ships. I'll let you anons decide:>Write up the other boarding actions. Multiple updates for each one. Players will choose who to control, choose what moves to make, then roll once or twice for each ship attacked (Some of these secondary quests may be shorter, others may be longer, it can also depend on what happens aboard the ships.) This will let us have a good bit of action for all our characters and show off their moves and fighting styles.>Focus on Vegeta's ship, leave the rest to rolls of the dice and write up side posts for each boarding action.First option could take longer but may give us a good bit of fighting after all the social stuff and planning we did for the past week. I'll be widely available this entire week, so if between 1 to 3 votes stream in per update I think we could get it done relatively quick. Think of it as a sort of extended days-long session.Second option gets us through this faster and will let us focus on Vegeta and his reactions to what happens in the other ships, leaving you sort of 'blind' as to wtf is going on out there.If you have any other ideas on how to handle the boarding action, you are welcome to>write-in
>>6405049>Teach these idiots their LAST lesson. Energy Blast Volley. Many small blasts used to cover a wide area. It is stronger against multiple opponents.We really can’t afford to let these dudes live, even a single mook would fly back with knowledge of Earth’s whereabouts. Even if they swear loyalty to save their skins, they could go back on their word at any time. They could also try to cheap-shot us while we fight the captain, which would be bad.Plus from Vegeta’s perspective, every moment spent here is a moment not spent helping Bulma, who for all he knows landed on her own. Best course of action is probably turbomurder everything and then establish comms to check in on everyone.>>6405056>Write up the other boarding actions. Multiple updates for each one. Players will choose who to control, choose what moves to make, then roll once or twice for each ship attacked (Some of these secondary quests may be shorter, others may be longer, it can also depend on what happens aboard the ships.) This will let us have a good bit of action for all our characters and show off their moves and fighting styles.Hell yeah, I’d like to play as Nappa for a couple of posts. Dude’s been itching for a fight and now he has a whole ship all to himself.
>>6405068>I’d like to play as Nappa for a couple of posts. Dude’s been itching for a fight and now he has a whole ship all to himself.I should stay impartial, but I gotta say that a few Nappaposts could be extremely fun.
>>6405049>Teach these idiots their LAST lesson. Energy Blast Volley. Many small blasts used to cover a wide area. It is stronger against multiple opponents.WWVD? Massacre. >Focus on Vegeta's ship, leave the rest to rolls of the dice and write up side posts for each boarding action.I'd like to not get too bogged down and mainly focus on Vegeta - BUT I agree with other anon, my exception would be that I really would like two or three Nappa updates.
>>6405049>Teach these idiots their LAST lesson. Energy Blast Volley. Many small blasts used to cover a wide area. It is stronger against multiple opponents.>Focus on Vegeta's ship, leave the rest to rolls of the dice and write up side posts for each boarding action.I fear this like a qm/author saying he's going to run a quick tournament arc.
>>6405049>>Teach these idiots a lesson. Calava’s Ki Boxing. A disciplined use of form and instinct causes ki to build up to your fists, making your punches far deadlier than they’d usually be. Great for overwhelming opponents.I rather like the idea of perhaps stealing a few ships, perhaps we can minimize the damage? And honestly, these poor mooks really have no idea of what they've gotten themselves into.>>6405056>>Focus on Vegeta's ship, leave the rest to rolls of the dice and write up side posts for each boarding action.It's tempting to see the others play out, but the mystery intrigues me.
Rolled 36 (1d100)Our votes are in!>Energy blast volley.and>Focus on Vegeta's ship, leave the rest to rolls of the dice and write up side posts for each boarding action.BUT, since two anons and I have an interest in seeing Nappa's solo boarding action play out, we're going to play as Nappa after Vegeta. The rest of the incursions will respect the choice taken, so they will be done through my own rolls during Vegeta's attack + side posts written up AFTER Vegeta's attack.Now:>Roll 1d100, best of three!I'll roll the first one to get this going.Forgot to put this in the rules, so just in case I'll leave it here:>Critfails (rolling a 1) overrules all other rolls. Only a crit can overrule a critfail. The crit is taken instead of the critfail, they do not cancel each other out.>Crits overrules all other rolls.Now to reply to anons:>>6405097>BUT I agree with other anon, my exception would be that I really would like two or three Nappa updates.As Shenron would say, your wish has been granted.>>6405118>I fear this like a qm/author saying he's going to run a quick tournament arc.No worries anon, I know exactly what you fear. For future choices, know that I won't let the quest get bogged down in weeks to months-long action pieces that only last like 30 minutes in-universe. I like keeping a good pace and providing variety content to my anons (and for my own sanity, there's only so many ways one can describe fisticuffs).>>6405187>I rather like the idea of perhaps stealing a few ships, perhaps we can minimize the damage? And honestly, these poor mooks really have no idea of what they've gotten themselves into.The idea of stealing ships for later use is a viable one (after repairs). Our crew is always trying to minimize the damage. Even if Vegeta fires a Galick Gun, he'll be cautious enough to shoot a downgraded version to avoid blowing up the entire ship. If an option will damage stuff that could be useful to you, I will try state it explicitly every time, tho you can always ask of course.>It's tempting to see the others play out, but the mystery intrigues me.And just for your sake anon, I will reassign who gets what rolls from our team. I was thinking of using the same order as in >>6404886 for the performance rolls during the attack, but now you get the mystery. You will see the rolls, but you get no way of knowing who's doing well or like shit. I guess the only one that gets saved from this is Nappa, who will have his own little arc.
Rolled 39 (1d100)>>6405282
Rolled 35 (1d100)>>6405282Here we go
>>640528539/100 Average SuccessThank goodness we rolled this one against the mooks. DC was 30.
Rolled 5, 90, 43, 58, 50, 63, 63 = 372 (7d100)How's the rest of our crew faring? (Except Nappa)
You are indeed tired of talking. Plus, if any of these guys were to escape, they would likely be offered handsome rewards for any information regarding the escapee Prince of the Saiyans. As the dust settles, you generate a simple ball of white energy in your hands and throw it with a swipe of your hand. It hits one of the seemingly higher-ranking pirates, throwing him back against the wall. He slumps to the ground.You hear the cries of his now leaderless panicked comrades as they dart off further down the hall, you dash and give pursuit, firing one blast after another, each one that lands creating a large explosion that engulfs a few of them in its deadly grasp. The smell of burnt flesh covers the wide, round halls of the Frieza command ship. A layer of smoke begins to climb up to the roof. By now, the ki is flowing so well into your hands that you no longer need to do throwing motions back and forth, you merely leave your palms open as more and more blasts hit the running pirates.How sad, you think, not even one of these fools can stand up to you. Surely a greater prize awaits in the command center of the ship. A few of your foes are able to escape from your sight at the bend of the corridor, you’ll have to pursue.“Fire!” A voice booms at your left. A figure with a large cutlass in his hands is pointing towards you, he brings his sword down and you see a neat row of around two dozen pirates firing their rocket launchers at the same time. You turn around and fire back, booms echo across the hall as your blasts connect with the rockets, causing them both to explode at the same time. Some of the rockets sneak through, the well-aimed shots knocking you back towards the wall, though you stop yourself just before you hit it.You didn’t see them. Your blindness in your left eye made you miss them entirely. You grit your teeth in frustration, then put your hands forward and start blasting away towards those bastards. They scram to all sides, but there’s no way for them to run away from your retaliation.Only the alien with the cutlass remains, his charred beard a shadow of its glorious self as he grunts in pain from the burns. You grab him by the top of his armor and lift him. “Where is your captain?”He chuckles. “Contacting our Queen, you bastard. She’s gonna come here and raze this planet to the ground for what you did to Rocomo Station.” He starts to laugh.Tch, you throw him back to the ground and point your open palm towards him, he’s still laughing as his life is snuffed out by a beam of ki.If what he says true then you need to reach the command center as quickly as possible. Since this is the round outer corridor of the ship, then the command center has to be behind the inner walls. You stand there looking at it and focus. Perhaps the energy signature of the commander is strong enough for you to sense where he is.
You hear the click of a trigger and a flash of pain in your right temple. A burning sensation. You take a hand to it, there’s no blood. You look at the source of the attack and see a pirate with a long range laser rifle at the end of the corridor, a few of his scared comrades looking on to see if he got you. “You bastard.” You say as you clench your fist. You fire a wave of blasts towards him and his squadmates with a single hand and the pirates run away, tripping a few times as they dodge the explosions of your ki blasts.You start walking towards them, but then you feel even stronger blasts hit your back, the wind gets knocked straight out of your lungs. You turn around, fury in your eyes and baring your teeth at your foes. A group of pirates has just fired their wrist-blasters, their barrels still smoking, and ran away to the other side of the hall. You clench your fists in raw fury.Then realization hits you. You let out a laugh over your stupidity, taking a hand to your forehead. You almost fell for these dirty tricks. They’re trying to distract you so you don’t reach the command center too soon. Hopefully, this means they have not yet been able to communicate your position to their Queen.You focus again and listen. The footsteps of more ambushers echo from the depths of each side of the hall as they head towards you. You fly to the first room you can find and blast away its closed alloy doors. Entering it gives you a short respite, the next pirate to ambush will have to be rather daring to get close enough to the broken door and shoot you.So you focus. You feel dozens of energy signatures around you, perhaps reaching into the low hundreds, but then you notice it. Two stronger signatures at the center of the ship, both almost as strong as Zodd. You smile, finally. You throw both of your hands back, charging a large ball of purpleish white energy, then throw it forward, a beam melts straight through the wall, a round hole appearing where there once was alloy, then the same happens to the next wall, then the next, then you tear right through an unaware squad of pirates, then another wall and finally, you feel someone pushing against your beam. You smile, a trickle of sweat flowing down your forehead as you have to make a dedicated effort to avoid letting him deflect your beam away. You’d try to push it even further, but it’s already done quite a lot of work and your objective is too far away for this relatively weak beam to do anything to him.
You let the energy dissipate. A few helmed heads are daring enough to look at the holes in the wall and see who made the mess, but their heads dart away when they see you, some scouters exploding in their faces. You look straight all the way down your custom hallway and see a figure watching you. He looks like a mixture between a reptilian and a Namekian. He watches you as well for a moment, then you see him dash and fly straight through the holes towards you, anger written in his furrowed brow and bared fangs.Clearly, he wants to keep you away from the command center, where his friend is. Clearly, he has a reason to do so, since he’s risking a one-on-one with you at his power level of 30.000 rather than fighting you along with his equally powerful comrade.Option 1:>Charge right towards him and take him straight on, push him back and reach the command center. [Enter Melee]If you choose this option, also pick the style you’d like to use:>Saiyan Martial Arts – This style favors quick and brunt hits to swiftly bring down a target. It may have a hard time hitting targets that are vastly faster than you.>Way of the Crushing Wind – The favored martial art style of Olond’s homeworld. Ki is delivered through strong and loud bursts of wind. The technique, while slow, has good range and can deliver powerful blows.>Calava’s Ki Boxing - A disciplined use of form and instinct causes ki to build up to your fists, making your punches far deadlier than they’d usually be. Great for overwhelming opponents.Option 2:>Galick Gun! You will focus your ki in order to fire at him before he reaches you. He can’t stop you if he’s turned to dust.Option 3:>Tail Slicer. A faster, non-tracking version of destructo disc used to slice off body parts. It is relatively easy to dodge when aimed at the usual parts (limbs, head and torso), but is more effective against extra parts (such as Saiyan tails), it still has a high chance of missing though it compensates for that with its cutting power! Since this guy is coming at you straight through a hall, you’ll cut the bastard in two.Option 4:>Write-in.
>>6405513>>Galick Gun! You will focus your ki in order to fire at him before he reaches you. He can’t stop you if he’s turned to dust.Since he's charging at us through a narrow corridor that leads directly to the bridge, it'd be hard to miss. And I expect him dodging out of said corridor may disrupt their communications all the same if the bridge takes the hit.Though, I think it's worth thinking about, with so many ships I think there's probably no chance that a communication won't get out. At the very least, we would have the support of the Z fighters and other Earthling assets in that case. Might even strengthen our bonds.
>>6405513>Galick Gun! You will focus your ki in order to fire at him before he reaches you. He can’t stop you if he’s turned to dust.Pew! Pew, I say!
Rolled 14, 66, 86, 73, 25, 49, 47 = 360 (7d100)>>6405580>>6405584I'll close it to pew pew so I can ask for the roll before heading to bed, feeling tired today. >Roll 1d100, best of three.I'll also roll for our dear comrades, except Nappa.
Rolled 79 (1d100)>>6405586
Rolled 48 (1d100)PEW!!!
Rolled 7 (1d100)>>6405586pow pow
>>640559079/100. Pew pew successful!
You might as well teach this fool why it is such a bad idea to head straight through a narrow hall against a superior opponent.The Galick Gun, your self-taught signature attack, has only improved in the two years since you fought the battle of Rekar. You put one foot forward and the other back, bend your knees, lift your hands up, then bring them behind you. Your mastery of energy manipulation through the Focus, which you earned in your last battle with Kakarot, and the Sense that the earthlings taught you, these two components of the mastery of energy, has helped you refine the technique over the last year.Your foe notices your intentions, and increases his speed. He seems to believe that you cannot launch your attack before he can reach you. Purple energy fires up around your body, giving a purple hue to your silhouette, it all flows up to your hands, in which a white-purple ball of energy is forming, twisting and turning with the need to release itself. Shards of purple electricity come out of the accumulated energy and return in the blink of an eye as you regain mastery over them.This is also what it means to be Saiyan. Indeed it is. At the very least, the twisted smile forming in your lips tells how much pleasure it brings you, knowing that this creature is about to feel the full might of your most powerful attack head on.The alien does not balk, he’s not lacking in bravery, but it will do him no good now. “Here’s a lesson for you, fool.” Your words seem to reach him as his eyes open wide, and his decisiveness turns into momentary panic. You throw your hands forward, the mere movement causing a shockwave of your energy to hit the room around you. Then the Galick Gun fires, the source of the explosion causing a further, greater shockwave that tears through alloy walls and floors alike, your cape flutters behind you, any mere cloth would’ve been torn, but the Capsule Corp. textile held. You scream with all your might, your feet tearing into the floor, bending the metallic alloy down. The beam surges forward at full speed, the accumulated energy reaching the captain who puts his hands forward to block, but it engulfs him completely.His body has not vaporized, you can feel it, the Gallick Gun is throwing him back all the way to the Command Center. You feel him slam against a wall there shortly before it melts from the impact of your Gallick Gun.But then another figure steps in, another alien, a perfect replica of the one you just shot. His twin brother, perhaps. He puts himself between your victim and you and starts blocking the beam. You wouldn’t want to cause a hull breach, so you don’t put any further pressure onto your attack and simply let it dissipate. Hmph. You wonder how long it’ll be before you have a proper planetary fight so you can use your Gallick Gun’s full power.
You forcibly remove your feet from the bent ground and fly forward towards the command center. You land right in front of your second foe and look around. The usual command center of a Frieza ship, some of the screens at the captain’s spot indicate that a transmission is about to be sent.The one captain that took on your attack is burnt and bruised, he’s barely able to lift his head from the ground. “Tavaz, you idiot… Send the transmission!”“Sorry Tavoz.” The healthy alien says. “I’m not dying here just so the Queen can have her revenge.” He approaches his fallen brother and offers him a hand, which his sibling promptly takes.You smirk. “You’d better leave him lying there. I’m not one to show mercy when my enemy stands back up.”They both look at you, hatred drawn in their faces. “Vegeta, right?” Says the healthy Tavaz. “The Saiyan?”“What’s it to you?”The healthy captain turns his hatred into a devious smile. “Frieza’s got a hell of a price on your head.” His wounded brother smiles too. “Should we? I don’t know when we’ll be able to regain control…”Tavaz, the healthy one, nods at his brother. Their smiles turn crooked, and their eyes begin to go white.“What?” You throw your hands forward and blast, but a shield of energy has formed around them. Their entire bodies are engulfed into a white ball and you can see the contour of their bodies merging together into one larger, stronger being.“Shit!” You mutter, gritting your teeth. You fire a volley of blasts towards the shield, but it does not break, you charge a more powerful beam, but as you fire it, you see that it gets deflected by the result of their fusion with a swift move of its hand.A tall, extremely muscular alien begins to hover where the two brothers once were. His eyes gone completely white, a twisted smile of combined enjoyment and fury appearing on his face. “Fear me, Saiyan!” His voice contains echoes of the two brothers. “I am Tavovaz, conqueror of planets, destroyer of civilizations! Knight-Captain of the Great and Eternal Queen Zar’Ann!”“Shit.” You mutter again. Gauging his strength, the amazing amount and density of the ki flowing through him. It can’t be… Tavoz was almost dead before the fusion!You take up your battle stance, it seems that didn’t matter. His power level must be about 80.000... And growing. You watch as what few pirates remained in the command center flee in terror, not at the sight of you, but at the sight of Tavovaz.His mighty breaths exude an aura of pure and raw strength. He hovers slightly over the ground, but does not move further, his arms are splayed to the sides, awaiting your coming. “My thirst for battle and slaughter yearns to be quenched, Saiyan! After you, this entire planet will face my wrath!”“This planet is mine, fool. Your end has come.” Your words echo in the now empty hall.Tavovaz laughs a twisted laugh.
Option 1:>Fake Moon. By using enormous amounts of ki to simulate the deflected sun rays of a full moon, a Saiyan can create a ‘fake’ moon that allows him to transform into an Oozaru. To hell with the ship! You will take on Tavovaz with your primal form and tear and destroy as a Saiyan must!Option 2:>Enter melee. Now before this creature gets even stronger!Choose which melee option to use:>Absolute Focus – A style learned from your battles against Kakarot. Absolute focus allows you to understand the ki flows of the battle and use them to your advantage in future bouts. >Saiyan Martial Arts – This style favors quick and brunt hits to swiftly bring down a target. It may have a hard time hitting targets that are vastly faster than you.>Way of the Crushing Wind – The favored martial art style of Olond’s homeworld. Ki is delivered through strong and loud bursts of wind. The technique, while slow, has good range and can deliver powerful blows.>Calava’s Ki Boxing - A disciplined use of form and instinct causes ki to build up to your fists, making your punches far deadlier than they’d usually be. Great for overwhelming opponents.Option 3:>Tail Slicer. A faster, non-tracking version of destructo disc used to slice off body parts. It is relatively easy to dodge when aimed at the usual parts (limbs, head and torso), but is more effective against extra parts (such as Saiyan tails), it still has a high chance of missing though it compensates for that with its cutting power!The concentrated energy in the slicer could tear through Tavovaz if you do the technique perfectly!Option 4:>Energy Blast Volley. Many small blasts used to cover a wide area. It is stronger against multiple opponents.You will overwhelm Tavovaz with energy blasts!Option 5:>Write-inThe Great Tavovaz enters the scene, twice as powerful as Vegeta, and his strength is growing as he adapts to his regained form. Can Vegeta surpass this foe?!
>>6405873>Fake moon.
How about our Ki Sword? Would that cut through his higher power level while also reducing damage to the ship?
>>6406006Good catch, your Ki Sword is indeed an option.
>>6406007Cool, I’ll vote for that, then.I like these Abo-Cado kinds of fusions.
>>6405873>Fake Moon. By using enormous amounts of ki to simulate the deflected sun rays of a full moon, a Saiyan can create a ‘fake’ moon that allows him to transform into an Oozaru.Fuck it we ball! The DB answer by default is one-upmanship. This handles the transmission problem and will probably set us up to intervene with our companions, or at least get their attention.
Rolled 97, 66, 63, 67, 67, 68, 48 = 476 (7d100)>>6405875>>6406010Closing to Fake Moon as I'd like to get the update going. It's gonna be pretty radical.>Roll 1d100, best of three.Meanwhile, our comrades are doing stuff too.
>>6406034>97Someone made a comeback.
Rolled 45 (1d100)>>6406034Do the monkey!
Rolled 32 (1d100)
Rolled 41 (1d100)>>6406034no whammies
>>640605145/100 Uh oh.
That thing is strong, there is only one way for you to guarantee victory in this battle. Turning into an Oozaru may cause you to lose the loot you could get from the ship, but it’s better than dying against this reptilian. You begin gathering energy into your hand, a white light swirls into a ball.“Oh?” Tavovaz’ confidence is apparent in his every demeanor. “Is this… Of course. You are a Saiyan after all! My twin parts had not even bothered to check for a moon.” He starts laughing at the stupidity of… himself? “So you will make your own? Go right ahead, Saiyan! I will destroy you, monkey or not!”You eye his every move with suspicion. Could he really be this foolish? You continue gathering the energy for the fake moon, now using your other hand to maintain its shape. You feel your energy getting spent, even as your power level grows, the technique consumes much of your strength. Replicating the effects of moonlight requires an energy similar to a star’s, not in quantity, but in quality.You feel yourself running out of breath. No matter, you will recover as soon as the strength of the Oozaru takes over your body. This will be your victory. You throw the moon to the top of the command center.One heartbeat. Two. Huh? What’s that shadow in front of you?You feel the burning sensation of an energy wave right in your face, then all over your head. You scream from the pain and launch a kick, which your foe parries, holding on to your leg and sending you flying. The painful impacts you feel on your back must be multiple walls collapsing from the raw strength of the throw. You hear the yells of the pirates as they flee from your position.No matter! You think as you feel blood run down your nose and mouth. All you have to do is open your good eye, open it! It stings and burns, and even as you open it… You can’t see.Tch. You take your battle stance, still feeling the exhaustion from the spent energy and the pain searing your body and mind. You must focus, now! If you don’t have eyes, you must sense your foe’s energy. You concentrate, filtering the energy signatures of the other pirates. He’s still in the command bridge.And now right in front of you. You take a step back and hold your ground.“Quite the coincidence, is it not? I know quite a lot about your kind.” Tavovaz says. “You transform at the sight of reflected starlight. Thus, no sight…” He shrugs. “No monkey.”You grit your teeth. Slowly but surely, you’re able to give the spot of energy you see in front of you a humanoid form. One of its fists flies forward at a blistering speed and you just barely have time to block it with your two arms. The silhouette of energy reacts, seeming to slow itself down.“How curious!” Tavovaz says. “You can still see me?” He launches a swift kick, which you dash away from. “Well, that I had not heard of. It seems Saiyans are full of surprises.”
You focus on the ki which forms the fake moon, perhaps… No. It doesn’t work, you need to see its shape with your own eye. “Coward! You said you could take me whether I was a Great Ape or not!”“One does not become a conqueror through a series of honor duels, Prince. You know that as well as any other warrior, don’t you?”You spit out the blood accumulating in your mouth. This isn’t good…==== A LITTLE WHILE EARLIER, AT ONE OF THE SCOUT SHIPS ====You are Nappa, sworn mentor of the Prince of All Saiyans and member of the Saiyan Elite. You sit in your pod, which is about to ram straight into an enemy ship, your arms crossed. In these moments, you like to think about past battles just to hype yourself up for the slaughter to come. Tactics? Strategies? Those are best left to Vegeta, you’re more of a hands-on, get-the-job-done kind of guy.But your mind wanders, as it often does lately, to the things of now. This alliance with that weak race of earthlings… Ever since Vegeta made the pact to never harm their planet, he’s depended on them more and more. They built his spaceship, designed his armor, taught him mighty techniques that help sense energy itself. You scratch your itchy head with a finger. You never could give Vegeta all those things, and you swore an oath to the King, you had to protect his son and teach him the Saiyan ways. Were these new allies harmful to those Saiyan ways? You’ve never been a philosopher yourself.What is true right now is that Vegeta is stronger than he ever was, he’s defeated foes stronger than him on multiple occasions already. He keeps telling you it was thanks to the earthlings’ teachings and it’s always made you feel a little… off.Oh crap. Your mouth goes slightly agape. You’re jealous of the earthlings?! Of those weak fools? You bare your teeth in anger and slam the armrest with your fist. Of course not! Vegeta is a mighty warrior-prince thanks to your teachings of the past 30 years! You’ve taught him to defend himself, to never tolerate disrespect, to always put his Saiyan pride above all other things, to be ruthless and take what he wants.You slump down on your seat. “And yet, look at him now. Heh.” You chuckle and let a smile out. “Guess my apprentice will fight his battles his own way now.”The attack pod slams against the ship’s hull.“Well, enough thinking.” You remove your safety belt and stretch a little. You take a hand to your scouter. “Anyone here with me?” No response, you open the long range channels. “Can anyone hear me?” Again, no response.Your smile turns devious. “Good.” You slide the handle of the door down, it hisses and opens up to a whole crew of stupid-looking pirate mooks with all sorts of blasters, explosive launchers, and guns. They look at you terrified, you’re used to the stares, so you take no offense.You step out. Time for some good ol' killing.
>Break Cannon (Mouth Beam). A powerful energy beam flies straight out of your mouth, exploding on impact. It can take many opponents by surprise, though it requires a good deal of energy.>Eye Lasers. Thin beams are shot from your eyes, while not particularly powerful, the concentration of ki within them makes them especially good at cutting weaker foes, and they have long reach.>Blazing Storm. You raise two fingers, summoning ki in a large sphere around you. A gigantic explosion erupts as your energy reacts with local gases. Great for razing entire areas and wiping out weaker enemies.>Saiyan Martial Arts. This style favors quick and brunt hits to swiftly bring down a target. It may have a hard time hitting targets that are vastly faster than you.>Write-in.Nappa side quest rule: First option to two votes wins.
>>6406098>SAIYAN MARTIAL ARTSTime to get down and dirty.
>>6406097>Saiyan Martial Arts. This style favors quick and brunt hits to swiftly bring down a target. It may have a hard time hitting targets that are vastly faster than you.
>>6406104>>6406106>Saiyan martial arts>roll 1d100, best of three
Rolled 94 (1d100)>>6406108Nappa mode engaged
>>6406112
Rolled 78 (1d100)>>6406108EEEEEEEEE
Rolled 29 (1d100)>>6406108
>>640611294/100 Tremendous success.
>>6406131as expected of NAPPA
You crack your knuckles. There’s no better way to start a battle than with some good ol’ fashioned beatings. You dash towards the first pirate, your open palm tears through the his throat, whose head flies out into an arc, landing near his comrades. Then you take another one of them and thriw him against the wall, the blow shattering the pirate’s skull. Then another, you raise and bring down straight on your knee, destroying his spine. Then comes the next, who you simply punch hard enough to shatter his entire ribcage.The pirates begin to run. “Oh come on.” You sigh. You grab one of them by the ankle, spin him around once and throw him right against a group of five pirates. You dash forward and continue your merciless beating.You hear a few clicks behind you, the sound of rockets being fired. You turn around fire a few beams towards them, destroying most of the projectiles. The pirates watch helplessly as you grab two of the projectiles that were heading towards you. You chuckle as you throw them right back. They flee, but the speed of your throw is even faster than the propellant they use. They blow up into various chunks.You start running down the hall to find one of the entrances into the command center. A bunch more pirates come to you, you dropkick the first one, obliterating his side, then launch another open hand swipe, tearing another pirate in two. The last who didn’t yet flee, you grab by the collar and headbutt him, his skull gives in. You throw him to the side and you finally notice the entrance to the command center.As your silhouette appears by the door frame, most of the pirates flee in terror. Only one stands in front of you. A large muscled humanoid with blue skin and luscious locks of green hair. Damn it, you hate when they have hair that good.The pirate captain looks at you straight in the eye, a taunting smile in his face. “So it was true, a bunch of Saiyans did come to Rocomo Station after all these years.”“Yup.” You reply, cracking your neck.“Your actions have offended the Pirate Queen. Retribution will come swiftly.”Tch. Did they send a transmission? No way, they need a lot of energy and time to do that in space. Turles said so when Raditz spoke of sending a message back to Earth when you were at Sadala Station. “Oh, so that’s the deal.” You tap your head. “That’s why you uncloaked, right? So you could have the energy to send the message back?”The pirate’s smile disappears. He furrows his brow.You mock him with a smile. “It’s not done sending yet, right? Otherwise you would have just jumped out of the system already, even with us inside. But it’s taking so much juice that you don’t have enough to do that.”The captain shrugs. “What does it matter?” He takes a wide stance and readies his fists. “We’ll kill you anyway, then we’ll leave.”You sense his energy. He’s no push over, but that just makes this that much more fun.
>Break Cannon (Mouth Beam). A powerful energy beam flies straight out of your mouth, exploding on impact. It can take many opponents by surprise, though it requires a good deal of energy.>Eye Lasers. Thin beams are shot from your eyes, while not particularly powerful, the concentration of ki within them makes them especially good at cutting weaker foes, and they have long reach.>Blazing Storm. You raise two fingers, summoning ki in a large sphere around you. A gigantic explosion erupts as your energy reacts with local gases. Great for razing entire areas and wiping out weaker enemies.>Lightning Aura. Pure energy surrounds your body like electricity, making your blows far deadlier.>Write-in.
>>6406146>Feign martial arts as before>Point blank BREAK CANNON
>>6406146>Break Cannon (Mouth Beam). A powerful energy beam flies straight out of your mouth, exploding on impact. It can take many opponents by surprise, though it requires a good deal of energy.Gotta drop the signature move to clean sweep these jokers
>>6406148>>6406149BREAK CANNON GO>Roll 1d100, best of three.
Rolled 65 (1d100)>>6406150GO BALD MAN GO!
Rolled 17 (1d100)Watch THIS!!!
KEK!!!!
Rolled 87 (1d100)>>6406150
>>640616087/100 Another big fuckin success.
You just made a little plan in your head, might as well put it into practice. You dash forward and meet the captain in a melee. A fist flies to his face and he deflects it, he throws a kick but you jump and hang in the air, throwing your own kick down to the top of his head which he blocks with his arms. You spin in the air and deliver another kick to the side of his had, which he also blocks with one arm. He raises his other arm, a small yellow ball of energy forms, shining as though it were a distant star. He launches towards you and you dodge it just barely, it explodes at the other end of the command center, blowing up that half of the room. If that thing had hit you, you would’ve been space dust.The captain dashes back. “Give up, Saiyan.” He creates two other stars which he throws at you. You take the risk to deflect one and then dodge the next with a big leap, you watch it flow below you as you spin in the air, two explosions ring off at the end of the room again. As you finish your spin and arrive at your target, you bundle up your hands into a mighty hammerstrike that falls straight down on the blue alien. He blocks your blow again and his feet dig straight down into the floor.The alien looks down surprised. “You dare mock me?!” He yells as he tries to remove his body from the bent metal. You throw a fist forward and he grabs onto your arm, bringing it to his armpit and locking it down. “Idiot.” He says. “Now there is no escape.” He raise his other arm and a star appears in his hands. “It’s end for you-“You throw your head back and take a deep breath, energy flows into your lungs as they expand, then you throw your head forward right at his face, opening your mouth as if you were going to scream. He looks at you wide-eyed and gasps as he sees the white blast of your Break Cannon firing straight out of your mouth and into his head. It tears through him then through the floor below, boring a large hole. He lets go of your arm, his headless body falls back. You dust off your hands. “Man I’m having a good day today.” You approach the consoles. You take a hand to the back of your head. “Wish Turles was here.” You say, you look around the various screens in front of you. There’s a screen that shows that a local communications jammer is active. You cross your arms. “Hmph.”You feel a tingle in your back. When you look behind you, there’s a pirate with an armblaster who probably tried to just blast your back right now. He tries to run away, but you dash right in front of him, pick him up by the head and lift him off the ground. You bring him to the console. “How do I turn the jammer off?” You ask.“F-fool!” He yells. “I’m loyal to the Queen! She will come here and destroy your planet with a single attack!”You start putting some pressure on his head as a way to threaten him.“Ow, ow! I don’t know, the cap’n was the comms officer, only he knew how to turn it off.”You sigh. “Oh well.” You say.“Will you let me go?”
You slam his head straight into the console with the jammer, tearing through it, sparks fly out everywhere and cables spin about while sensitive components crumble. “Shouldn’t have shot me in the back.” You leave him lying there.You take your hand to your scouter. “Anyone out there?”“Nappa?!” Raditz’ voice sounds through the comms.“Yeah, this is Turles. Raditz and I are in the same ship. We just got done wiping the floor with the captain. Some sorta green alien.”“Mine was blue.” You reply. “Big, muscly and long-haired?”“Nah, had some weird thing on his head, smooth-skinned, on the leaner side. Yellow eyes.”Raditz chuckles through the comms. “Bastard thought he could take us on alone.”You then hear Kalabash. “We’ve also met with some resistance, but most of this ship was populated by grunts. Olond and I are here and have taken them out.”Olond’s voice is next. “Indeed. Sir Kalabash was an able combatant on this day. His time training with Vegeta was most efficient.”“Guys!” Calava’s panicked voice sounded through the comms. “We need help! Bulma’s here. She’s… She’s doing real bad, she’s bleeding out!”“What?” Your voice comes out with a frustrated rumble. “What’s she doing here? Damn it!”==== MEANWHILE, AT VEGETA’S SHIP ====You are Vegeta, Prince of all Saiyans, and you’re barely holding on against the onslaught of attacks by Tavovaz the Conqueror. You remain blinded, unable to see the fake moon you spent so much energy creating. And now, with what little strength remains in you, you have to take on a foe that’s already three times as strong as you. AND you have to hear your idiotic underlings brag about their accomplishments over the recently reopened comms. “Guys!” You hear Calava, torn by stress and exhaustion. “We need help! Bulma’s here. She’s…” The momentary doubt in her voice makes your heart skip a beat. Tavovaz lands a fist straight into your cheek sending you flying through the air and back into the command center. “She’s doing real bad, she’s bleeding out!”No. You feel your heart beating faster. No!“What?” Nappa’s voice rumbles through the comm channel. “What’s she doing here? Damn it!”You struggle to get up. Your left leg falters and you have to bring your arms down to avoid slumping to the ground. You now hear Turles, “I’ll find a way to redirect our pods. Where’s Vegeta?”“I’m here.” Your weak voice is able to speak to them for a moment. “Go support Calava and Bulma, leave me be.” A hacking cough comes accompanied with blood.“Prince Vegeta, you don’t sound so good.” Nappa’s frustrated voice is mixed with a deep worry. “Turles! Get your asses over to the ship where the earthling is. Redirect my pod to Vegeta’s ship!”“No…” You wheeze. “I’m fine.” You hear the footsteps of your enemy behind you, calm and collected. You hear a low chuckle.
“Speaking to your friends? Then they must’ve defeated Toore and taken over the communications ship.” He stamps down on your back and you yelp in pain. His boot squashes you ever so slowly. “This idiotic suicide attack of yours is only delaying the inevitable, fool.”“Sir Turles!” Rasha speaks through his scouter. “You must hurry. Lady Calava is holding out, but this is a troop transport ship. There’s so many pirates that they are swarming her- Ugh!” He grunts in pain and his comms go out.Shit! You slam your fist to the ground and spit some more blood. Shit!“What a petulant child you are, Prince.” A dark laugh emanates from Tavovaz. “As soon as I’m done with you, I’ll revel in the screams of pain of all those stupid little insects you call a crew. Especially with those of your females.”“No!” Your voice booms across the ship. Tavovaz laughs again and points at you with his open palm, a ball of green energy forming in his hands.“NOOOO!” You bring your head up and yell with all your might. A bright shockwave of raw energy pulses out of you, bending the walls and tearing through the console screens. Tavovaz is thrown back, his smile disappearing in that same instant, but he regains his footing. He swiftly lifts his hand back up and is about to fire.But you are there in an instant. Your fist propels itself towards his face and you slam right into it, driven by an energy that you don’t understand. The surprised Tavovaz is thrown back and slams into a wall, tearing a new hole in it, his feet dangling at this side and the rest of his body at the other side. He lifts himself back up, blood comes down from his nose, which he feels up with surprise. “What? How are you…”You still see nothing, but you feel it. The aura, the strength.Tavovaz takes a stance. “A golden aura?! Impossible.” His mind rummages through memories of old tales. “It’s not it, is it? Your hair is just purple, it should be… And your eyes have gone completely white.”You stare at the direction of Tavovaz’ energy. “I am the Prince of all Saiyans.” You say, lifting up a hand with three fingers out. “And I will not let you take my people away from me.”The alien bares his teeth. “Bastard…” He says. “These are tricks. Saiyan tricks! A little rebound before your ultimate demise. But I’m no fool, I’ll take you seriously until your very last breath now.” You hear him chuckle again. “You should feel honored.”You stand there, motionless. "Prepare to die, Tavovaz." Your voice, once weak, now bears a booming confidence. Your words take him aback ever so slightly, but he quickly regains his composure.
Option 1:>Golden Ki Sword. Your sword now made from the strongest of energies, no material will stop it from hewing your foe.Option 2:>Golden Galick Gun. Your perfected technique empowered by your golden ki will cause destruction in an apocalyptic scale.Option 3:>Golden Tail Slicer Volley. Spinning death will cover this entire room, your enemy will find no escape.Option 4:>Perfected Melee.Choose:>Golden Ki Boxing. Swift motion and strong strikes, a perfect and unending flurry of blows.>Golden Saiyan Martial Arts. The primal instinct of the Saiyan race honed to its ultimate form.>Way of the Golden Wind. Olond’s lessons, brought to its most extreme version through infinite strength.>Golden Absolute Focus. Nothing will escape your grasp, you will shatter your foe with a single blow.
>>6406210>Golden Saiyan Martial Arts. The primal instinct of the Saiyan race honed to its ultimate form.
>>6406210>>Golden Saiyan Martial Arts. The primal instinct of the Saiyan race honed to its ultimate form.This is the way
==== EXTRA POST: WHAT HAPPENED AT SHIP 4 (CALAVA, RASHA, BULMA) ====Bulma checked on the radar to see to which ship each pod was headed. Shit, she thought, Nappa and Vegeta are both heading straight for a single ship each. Meanwhile, the rest were at least going in pairs.She wanted to adjust the direction of some of pods’ thrusters, spread them more evenly among the targets, but it was no use, they were already going extremely fast and their fuel was puttering out, any directional changes might have caused the pods to miss the ships entirely and get into an unstable orbit around Earth.She steeled herself, the impact was coming soon. She wondered if Vegeta had heard her.Boom, the impact was as strong as she feared. The deafening sounds of alloys bending and shattering at the might of her design caused a deep-seated fear within her. She wondered if her creation would hold, or if she would just perish as a glorified cannon ball.The sound of tearing stopped, she waited with abated breath for an explosion of some sort, but none came. It seems she didn’t hit any reactors. She unbuckled herself and used her scouter. “Bulma here, can anyone hear me?” If her predictions were right, she should have two companions at least.“Lady Bulma?” She heard Rasha’s voice at the other end of the line. “What are you doing here?!” She’d never heard him this disconcerted about something, and that worried her. She knew what she’d done by coming here, but she had to make sure Earth was safe, even if it was by ramming a ship with her attack pod.“You’re one hell of an idiot.” Calava’s voice brought Bulma some relief, there were two powerful aliens right here with her, and one of them was the guy that almost beat Vegeta back at Vertes.“Lady Calava, we must find Lady Bulma as swiftly as possible, before-“ The comms cut. Huh?She heard the twist of metal right at the door of the pod. Bulma jumped back, engaging the battle stance Vegeta taught her. She breathed deeply and began using her ki sense ability.Her legs shook, the door was torn from its protected hinges by a tall alien with a weirdly smooth red skin. The power emanating from him was twice as strong as Nappa’s, at the very least.“You…” His voice was a low hum. “How dare you harm the property of the Queen?”Bulma threw her hand forward, firing a beam that the alien deflected with a move of the hand. “Do not mock me!” The alien yelled, his scouter booted, and he saw Bulma’s power level. “A weakling like this… Destroying a ship of Queen Zar’Ann?” He raised his finger and fired a thin beam, but Bulma felt it coming, the alien’s energy had flowed just like Vegeta said. She dodged to a side and raised her hand to fire a beam of her own, a white blast dashed forward, which the alien deflected again.“How?” He asked. “You knew I was going to fire a beam.”Bulma felt her legs collapsing under her, she was so afraid she thought she might just die of a heart attack right there and then. “Heh.”
The alien headed straight for her, he delivered a punch which Bulma was just able to dodge, but his other hand grabbed her by the hair and yanked it, throwing her out of the attack pod and straight into the ship. She swept through the floor, scratching her back’s armor on it. It was the command center, she thought as she picked herself up. Of all places for her to arrive in, it had to be the command center.The alien came out of the attack pod. His many comrades looked at his opponent with snarling smiles. Bulma struck her stance once more. “For Earth.” She muttered. “I have to do this for Earth.” In an attempt to surprise the alien, she dashed and flew forward, her fist held back then thrown forward to meet his head.But the alien took hold of it and his grip tightened, she felt her fingerbones get crushed. Bulma yelled, the alien let go and she latched onto her broken hand. The alien took a hand to his scouter and seemed to listen. “So you have brought more powerful friends too.” He smiled. “Very good.” He punted her straight in the belly, causing the air to leave Bulma’s lungs and a few ribs to break, then slashed her face with his clawed fingernails. Bulma lost consciousness.Calava was tearing through the pirates in front of her, her swift punches went through skull and bone alike. Her footsteps were much like a dance to Rasha’s eyes, such a beautiful martial art. He continued to focus to find where Bulma was as his companion distracted the pirates around them with pain and death.Piccolo’s energy sensing arts were marvelous. The things he could see now that he never could see before. Oh, there is something quite bright over there. The being in this ship with the most dreadful power level. And… He’s moving quite fast, his energy is flowing wildly, just like when… When Vegeta fought captain Zodd. The powerful alien was fighting.He grit his teeth, the only thing that being could be fighting was… “Lady Calava.” He calmly called out to the Saiyan. She acknowledged him with a nod as she continued to tear through the pirates with abandon. “Lady Bulma is at the captain’s command bridge.”Calava grimaced. “Shit.” She fired a purple beam and a large explosion engulfed the entire the side of the hall from which the pirates streamed in. “Where to?”Rasha pointed towards the wall. “There. Likely the command bridge."Calava approached it. “There’s a wall on the way, Rasha.”“Unlock.” Rasha disappeared from Calava’s view, a large boom echoed in the halls and a wave of wind made her hair flutter about. When she looked back at the wall, there was a multitude of holes. She flew in.They both stood in the middle of the command center, sweat trickling in their brows. The alien captain held Bulma, she was bleeding profusely from a gash on her face, her armor was torn in places, the skin below was torn with terrible black bruises.
“More visitors from Earth.” The alien captain said.Calava assumed a battle stance, her nails tearing into her skin from the raw fury. “Leave her be!” She approached with murderous intent, her tail swiping around like a snake, purple ki emanating from each enraged footstep.The alien brought a claw to Bulma’s throat. “Now now, my dear Saiyan. Is this earthling perhaps your friend?” The claw pierced her throat ever so slightly, letting some blood leak out. “The deal is quite simple. You leave my ship and let me abandon this star system or she dies.”“No way, you bastard.” Calava’s bloodshot eyes desired battle, revenge. Rasha took hold of Calava’s shoulder.“We will do so, captain.” Rasha’s voice was calm as a breeze. “Release your prisoner.”“I’m no idiot. I will only let her leave after you two depart. You will find her drifting in orbit in her attack pod.”Calava looked back at Rasha, she bared her teeth at him. “Coward.”“Stay calm, Lady Calava.” He said. “We must look to the safety of our comrade first.” Rasha did not look at her once, in fact, his stare seemed fixed.Calava looked back at the alien and Bulma. She used that sensing technique Raditz taught her. Bulma’s ki was flowing ever so slightly, she was no longer unconscious.Rasha took a step forward. “Be more reasonable, my friend.” His brow furrowed. “Let us not turn this into… an explosive wave.”Calava and the alien captain went wide-eyed. “What?” The alien said. “What are you even talking about?”Bulma opened her eyes and looked straight forward towards Rasha. “Explosive Wave!” She yelled, and a shield of ki flowed out of her, carrying the surprised alien captain with it, his hand removed from her throat. He was going to reach for her again, a simple punch by this strong alien would shatter the wave and crush her throat. Calava dashed.“Unlock.” Rasha flew forward far faster than the Saiyan, breaking the speed of sound and shattering the ear drums of a few pirates nearby. He rammed straight into the captain and held on to him, they flew across the room until they landed into the consoles, sparks and components flew everywhere.“Kill them!” The captain yelled as he tore himself off of Rasha's grip. “Kill them now!” The pirates obeyed and ran towards the three attackers.Calava arrived at Bulma's position and took up her Ki Boxing stance. She slammed the throat or punted the face of anyone who dared get close, purple ki energetically flowing through her closed fists. The pirates fell one by one to her attacks.Rasha, meanwhile, was forced to use Unlock again and again, his foe was stronger. What little upper hand he gained was soon spent when his surge of energy died down.
Calava’s fist tore through the head of one of the pirates, the fear it caused among her enemies giving her a momentary respite. She looked down at Bulma, who bled from the gash on her face and whose bruises were only getting worse. Her breathing was faint and ragged, blood must be pooling in her lungs. The Saiyan felt tears well up in her eyes, this woman… She had listened to her, worried about her! And Calava could do nothing but protect her.“Anyone out there?” Nappa’s voice streamed out of her scouter. She went wide-eyed. Comms are back. Maybe there's still a chance. All she has to do is hold.
This vote is open: >>6406210 >>6406210 >>6406210 >>6406210Only realized after posting the extra post that it might get buried up in the thread. Vote my dear anons.
>>6406211>>6406213>>6406227Golden Saiyan Martial Arts. It is time.>Roll 1d100, best of three.Sadly, I must leave now to rest as it's 4 AM.BUT! Good news as I'll probably be back tomorrow and stick around until late, and the day after too. Got no plans for the weekend and I'm all by myself at home.Thanks for playing boys, girls and gender neutrals. See you tomorrow.
Oh and in case you were wondering. When I randomized the roll results again, I went for alphabetical order.Bulma got a 5, 14 and 97 (which let her escape the pirate captain's grasp).The rest got pretty average rolls, on the higher end maybe. Calava got a 90 at the start.
Rolled 54 (1d100)>>6406228MONKEY
>>6406210>Golden Saiyan Martial Arts. The primal instinct of the Saiyan race honed to its ultimate form.Hyah! Hah! KIYAH!
Rolled 13 (1d100)>>6406228HYAHAHKIYAH
Rolled 9 (1d100)>>6406228
>>640623054/100 Guess our new name is JOBgeta. At least we got an average success thanks to our new condition.
You dash forward, the pirates around you surprised to see you disappear in an instant. Tavovaz barely has time to register your movement. He brings his hands up. You deliver a flurry of kicks, punches and headbutts towards him, each one he deftly reflects, but a few already start to break through his guard and land at his side, chest and head.One last punch to his cheek sends him flying, much like he did to you earlier. He slides through the floor, tearing through the metal panels. He has to pick himself up with little grace.His power is still growing. It must be at around 120.000. You look at yourself, the golden aura covering you is almost blinding when you try to sense it. You are unequivocally superior to this fool, yet it is difficult to harness all of this energy and put it to good use.Tavovaz reappears right beside you, a roundhouse kick flies to your head and you’re hit, you spin through the air and slam against a wall and into a room. You come back out through the hole, your cheek only lightly bruised by a kick which would’ve snapped your neck seconds ago.“Heh.” You chuckle. “Hahahaha!” You laugh triumphantly as a trickle of blood falls out the corner of your mouth. “Is that all you got?”Tavovaz’s fists tighten, his white empty eyes are now bloodshot, and his veins are growing ever more marked. “You dare?!” He yells. “You dare speak like this to the almighty Tavovaz?!”He dashes for you again, disappearing from view and reappearing right in front of you, his fist would land on your face, but you block it with your hand, keeping a tight grip on his. “I’m growing used to this new strength.” You say, then you deliver a punch to his gut powerful enough to send a shockwave through the room. Tavovaz spits out blood. As he takes hold of his gut, you let go of his hand and deliver a kick similar to his, sending him flying back to the other side of the room.You approach him with a calm walk. He slowly gets back up, a hand remains on the ground in case his legs fail, and another holds on to his bruised gut. You throw a punch which he blocks and deflects with his arm, then send a knee up his belly which connects, punting him again in the same spot you hit him before. He holds onto it again, you take him by the collar of his armor and punch him again, sending him flying even further back.Tavovaz redresses himself mid-flight and lands. “Your power… It surpasses mine and is growing even faster.”You cross your arms. “An astute observation.” You say. He is indeed right, but you can feel the wild energy growing ever more unstable, your body feels like a star that’s about to blow into a supernova. “Now, for your death…”The alien raises a hand. “Hold on now!” He takes a scouter from the corpse of one of his dead men. “Meito! Do you hear me?”“Yes… Lord Tavovaz?!”“Indeed.” A sardonic smile appears on the conqueror’s face. “Are there female attackers in your ship?”
You realize what’s happening. You grit your teeth and dash forward, you punch and kick at the large alien who has gone on the defensive, a shattering uppercut sending one of his teeth flying, and a kick almost bending his leg the wrong way. “Idiots!” He calls out to his men, “Protect your captain! Remember your oath to the Queen!”The pirates behind him seem to activate at the mention of an oath and they yell in unison as they charge towards you. “Fools.” You say as you start tearing through the bodies of your assailants with open palm, punch and kick. Even as you kill swathes of the men, they do not balk and continue to stream in, blinded by a zealotry which did not exist before. You watch Tavovaz with a deep hatred. The bastard is sacrificing his own men to save his skin.“Meito… Blow up your ship.” No. You start advancing towards him, but the wave of aliens coming towards you requires almost all of your attention.“What?! My lord… The men cannot survive in space like us!”“Obey my order! Remember your-“A thought appears in your mind. A voice. Time seems to freeze in that instant. “If he says one more word, Bulma and your friends will die!”“Who are you?”“That doesn’t matter now!” The voice relatively shrill voice replies. “You have to make sure he doesn’t say another word!”You grimace. “Very well.”Option 1:>Golden Finger Beam. Imitating one of Frieza’s moves, you will launch a swift beam of energy straight through Tavovaz’s heart.Option 2:>Golden Ki Greatsword. With a single swipe of a greatsword formed from the golden ki, you will reach Tavovaz and cut him in two.Option 3:>Golden Explosive Wave. This ship and its occupants will vanish in an instant.Option 4:>Martial Arts.Choose:>Golden Ki Boxing. Swift motion and strong strikes, a perfect and unending flurry of blows. Your newfound dexterity will let you swerve and dodge and reach him before he gives the order.>Golden Saiyan Martial Arts. The primal instinct of the Saiyan race honed to its ultimate form. You can make your way as you came, you will reach him.>Way of the Golden Wind. Olond’s lessons, brought to its most extreme version through infinite strength. The wind powered by your ki will take out Tavovaz before he can finish his sentence.>Golden Absolute Focus. Nothing will escape your grasp, you will shatter your foe with a single blow. You will find his weak point in an instant.
>>6406407>Golden Explosive Wave. This ship and its occupants will vanish in an instant.Best option. When we attempted to Oozaru we already accepted that the entire ship could be a loss in order to win overall. If we destroy the ship instantly with a wave, there's no ability for him to finish his sentence, no air, you can't talk in the vacuum of space even if you need to breathe and his comms might not work anymore anyways. Even if we roll too low to end the fight, we only NEED to roll high enough to rupture the hull.
>>6406407>Golden Explosive Wave. This ship and its occupants will vanish in an instant.Frieza shot Vegeta on Namek and he had enough left in the tank for a whole monologue. Best option is probably to vaporise this dude instantly. Besides, there’s still four ships left.
>>6406416>>6406442>Golden Explosive Wave. This ship and its occupants will vanish in an instant.Blow it all up.>Roll 1d100, best of three.
Rolled 25 (1d100)>>6406452King Kai wills it, inshallah
Rolled 53 (1d100)>>6406452King Kai!? Just blow this fucker up.
Rolled 11 (1d100)>>6406452My dice have really been shit... Gotta go for it though! Fingers crossed!
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>>640645453/100 Success!Vegeta gets carried by his transformation, although...
Time is still slow, you stretch your arms to the sides as Tavovaz begins to utter the last word of his sentence. There’s only one way you can guarantee that your people stay safe. The wild energy within you has to be released all at once.You close your eyes, concentrating on the core of your ki, the image in your mind being that cracked of a crystal ball with golden energy seeping through every weak spot it has. You approach it, your gloved hand taking hold of it and caressing it.“Hold on a minute!” The voice in your mind says. “What are you doing?”“Destroying the ship!” You reply back.“What?!” He yelps in surprise. “Don’t do it! Your transformation is unstable! You will spend all your energy, you won't survive in space!”You smile. “You think me too weak.”You can hear the voice letting out frustrated grunts. “No, Vegeta! After your strange power up, you’ve probably turned a whole bunch of eyes towards Earth! If you die now… I don’t know if your Saiyan friends will be able to hold the tide!”You furrow your brow. “They will.” You crush the crystal ball in your hand. “Die!” Your yell interrupts Tavovaz, you see his energy silhouette move to look at you, and suddenly a blinding light spawns from your body. The pirates in melee range vaporize instantly, then come the next, their valiant charge does not stop, but none of them can hold back against the raw power tearing through their armors and bodies. Tavovaz himself brings his hands forward, his scouter, armor and clothing tearing itself apart from the raw heat. At first, his hands are able to hold back the might of your attack, but it does not take long for it to engulf him fully, you hear his desperate screams as the wave tears him apart. “No! No! It cannot be! I am Tavovaz, the great conqueror…” his voice peters out.The sphere of raw energy thunders through the ship, electric rays sputtering in and out of its outer bounds. You can feel your own body shattering, all the energy of your last minute transformation dissipating. It’s too much… Too much…“Vegeta! NO!” Nappa’s yell cracks through the comms straight into your ear drum.“What’s going on?!” There’s Raditz.“Nappa, Vegeta. Calava is taking Bulma back to Earth. We’re still fighting against this guy.” You feel your consciousness fade, the voice is like a distant echo.“VEGETA!” Stop yelling Nappa...You see a large ball coming close to you. You smile, finally you can see again. Is it a hallucination?An attack pod. Its door opens. You see a big hulking Saiyan fly right out of it, the emptiness of space making him contort in pain, but he’s trucking through it. He takes a hold of you and hugs you tightly against his body to give you what little warmth he has. You must be freezing.He flies you into the attack pod and closes the door down, you hear the hisses of a pressurization sequence.Nappa lays you down on the ground and puts a hand to your chest. You see tears welling in his eyes.
“You’re cold. Shit!” He slams the ground of the pod and starts looking for medical supplies in it.“Protect… Earth.” You slowly utter. “If I die…”“Hell no you ain’t!” He says, he then slams an emergency button. A liquid starts to fill the pod. He grabs the respirator that just fell down, grabs you with a single hand, seats you on the attack pod’s only seat, and puts it in your face.“Idiot!” You say, gathering what little strength remains. “You don’t have a respirator!”He chuckles, putting his hands to his waist. “Been through worse.” He takes a hand to his scouter and starts talking to Turles. You feel the pod’s thrusters start up.The healing liquid continues to fill the pod, you’re held by your security belt. Nappa simply floats, he’s closed his eyes and holds his breath, as if meditating.You think of all of your comrades, they must have fought valiantly. You should be there to congratulate them. You should see… her…You fall unconscious.You wake up, your good eye darts around, seeing a white roof. You feel a cushy bed under you, hear the sound of medical equipment, and smell cleaning chemicals. A hospital.You move your head ever so slightly. Nappa’s snoring cross-armed on a chair by the wall. Calava has her back against the wall besides him, passing the pages of some sort of magazine.“Calava.” Your raspy voice mutters.She looks at you, sharp and surprised. “Vegeta!” She leaves the magazine on the desk and punches Nappa’s huge shoulder with undue strength.“Huh?” Nappa wakes up and lazily looks around, when he sees you awake, a large grin appears on his face. “There’s the Prince.”You smile, though that mere movement hurts. “How are… the rest?”Calava approaches, her excited tail swirls about. “Most everyone’s okay. A few bruises, cuts and burns, but nothing we couldn’t handle.”“And Bulma?”Her stare goes dark. “She’s alive, but her wounds are far worse. She’s in another room within this hospital. Best in the planet, according to her father.”You look down, dejected. “She’s alive.” Your own words seem to be an attempt at reassuring yourself.“Yeah.” Nappa gets up. “She’s got guts, that one. I’ll give her that.”“Kakarot said he’d go find some of those miracle beans to fix you both up, but he’s not sure if there’s any right now.” Calava says. “They’re extremely rare, as one might expect.”“How long have I been out?”“Three days.” Nappa replies. “Thought you’d be out for a whole month, honestly, but the doctors here seem to be pretty good.”“I have to go see Bulma.” You try to move, but your body refuses.“Nuh-uh.” Nappa puts a hand to your chest. “Don’t worry about her, Rasha and Olond are already doing a permanent watch. She’s still unconscious anyway.”It's not like you can move anyway so you lay your head back on the bed. “How bad is it?”
The door opens and you see a short man enter the room. Pale blue hair and moustache. He’s wearing a doctor’s coat, and keeps his hands at his back. Dr. Brief. “Four large lacerations on her face, the two at the center will leave permanent scars. Thankfully her eyes are in good condition. Multiple bone fractures in both arms and in her left leg. One of her hands got shattered, though it’s healing relatively well. Then you had the internal bleeding and damaged organs. She spent almost 28 hours on a surgery table in the past three days.”You look at the man with profound regret. “I told her not to come.” You can feel your eyes growing wet.He closes his eyes, his large moustache bumping up and down as he talks. “It’s okay, mister Prince. You defended the planet and she did her part too.”Defended it from aliens that you, yourself, brought here. A single tear rolls down your cheek.“She got herself in all kinds of trouble over the years, y’know.” The old man says. “But… I’d never seen her in such a state. My dear daughter…”>”I’m sorry, I should’ve protected her.”>”She fought valiantly for the sake of Earth.”>Write-in.>If you have any other question, ask em! They will be answered after you interact with old man Brief.
>>6406509>”She fought valiantly for the sake of Earth.”Dummy> They’re extremely rare, as one might expectYajoribe keeps on eating them. That’s why future Gohan had only 1.
>>6406509>>”She fought valiantly for the sake of Earth.”
>>6406509>She spent almost 28 hours on a surgery table in the past three daysDamn. I never expected to see Bulma to get injured. Which is obvious in retrospect, but still. Feels weird.>”She fought valiantly for the sake of Earth.”Maybe>”I’m sorry, I should’ve protected her.”Internally, but I doubt Vegeta would say that.Don't really know what to say to old man Brief. Vegeta would just brood more than anything.
>>6406508>”She fought valiantly for the sake of Earth.”> Internally "I should've protected her..."Fuck, haven't been on qst in four years, since this quest was last on in fact. Wild I'd come back to it running. Can't even remember if I'm posting right.Also, we needa get Bulma and her dad on a project to start growing magic beans en mass. Or at least more efficiently. I'm sure they could figure out some way to make another plant from them.
Vote closed, she fought valiantly, but we brooding too!
>>6406696And some kind of rejuvenation machine or something, we'll all be too crippled to fight before you know it.
“She fought valiantly for the sake of Earth.” You feel your words may seem hollow to the old man, but he seems slightly relieved.“If it’s you saying it, then it has to be true.”Nappa looks at the old man with a raised eyebrow. “What’s that supposed to mean?”“You folks ain’t exactly the nice types.” He taps Nappa’s leg with his cane, which clearly infuriates your warrior. “So any compliment comin’ from you is likely worth double.” Nappa was preparing a retort, but that last sentence makes him shut his mouth and look away.“Anyway, got things that need doing. Your little buddy Turles is already tinkerin’ with the scraps of the ships. None of them came back to us in a workin’ state, sadly, but I think two or three could work again with some fixin’. In any case, I’ve already spotted some tech I could use to improve your spacebase thingy, wouldn’t want to install anything without having Bulma review it and applying her ‘precautionary safety measures’ though, whatever those are worth. Heh.” He chuckles as if the concept was stupid, which leaves you worried.He starts walking out of the room, Calava opens the door for him. “Oh and…” The old man looks back at you. “I know I shouldn’t be askin’ this, I mean it’s not like you’re forcin’ her to go with you on those space adventures.” He rests his two hands on his cane for a moment. “Just… Please try and make sure she always comes back to us in one piece, alright?”“I will.” You reply. Dr. Brief nods and heads into the hallway.You must. Any petty feelings aside, that woman is a key element to your entire purpose. She must live, you need her genius to help you in the fight that’s coming. Frieza will eventually start looking for you actively and you need to be ready for it. And you wouldn’t mind seeing her blue eyes once more. Those pretty, passionate, earthling eyes…You hear Nappa laughing a taunting laugh. He takes a tissue and wipes more tears that had fallen down your cheek. “Come on, Prince Vegeta. How many times have I told you already that Saiyans don’t cry?”“Shut up.” You provide him with the usual blunt reply. “Prince Vegeta, you’re a crybaby?” Calava asks with genuine curiosity.“Oh come on.” You say, you’d like to show your frustration, but your body can’t move. “Must I remind you that I’m your Prince?! I’m your superior!”“It’s okay to cry.” Calava says. “Bulma taught me that.”“I thought you weren’t getting influenced by them earthling ways, Calava.” Nappa takes a hand to his forehead. “How the Saiyans have fallen.”“Shut up you big brute.” She taps Nappa’s arm, rather strongly, and with a closed fist. “You’re one to talk, Nappa.” You say. “I was conscious when you picked me up, you know?”“Wh-what?!” He yells, Calava shushes him, so now he whispers. “You remember that?! Well, it was just space dust in my eyes. I grabbed you from the remains of a blown up ship, remember?”“Oh, so you’re one to talk.” Calava says, taunting Nappa with a dumb smile.
The two are about to start arguing. “Leave me.” You say. “I would like a few minutes to myself.”They shut up and look at you, they nod in unison and continue their whispered argument as they walk out of the room.Silence. You wanted a bit of that. The window beside you is open, you can hear the wind rustling the leaves of the trees, a bunch of birds chirping their songs, and people talking outside. You take in the sight of the Earth’s blue sky and the sounds of its wildlife for a little while.You sense powerful kis approaching. It’s… Kakarot and the Namekian. Though you can tell they’re suppressing their strength. Kakarot’s was far higher in your last duel, and Piccolo would have redoubled his training on Earth, you have no doubt about it. And of course, they have to enter through the window. Well, Kakarot does, Piccolo simply floats right in front of it, cross-armed.“Vegeta!” Kakarot says. “So glad you’re awake!”“How’d you even know? I just woke up a few minutes ago.”“Well, we were coming to see Bulma, actually. But I can tell from her ki that she’s still out, while yours told me you were awake.”“My ki told you…” Of course, you could tell too if you checked.“Alright Vegeta, you gotta tell me all about it!” His chipper attitude seems unbothered. Maybe he had enough time to cope with the fact that one of his best friends almost died.You ponder. What should you share with Kakarot and Piccolo? They surely would not hold a grudge against you even if they did know those pirates followed you here after you took back Sadala Station. Then again, maybe it’s best to keep it to yourself, if Kakarot and his men come to see you as a burden, they may ask you to leave Earth.You look at Kakarot. His anticipating expression awaiting your tale of space adventure. >Share everything that happened, including the fact that the pirates followed you to Earth from Sadala Station after you took it.>Tell them about Sadala Station, but say that the pirates that came to Earth a few days ago were unrelated.>Write-in>Is there something that you specifically don’t want to tell them about?Regarding your golden transformation at Tavovaz’ ship…>Tell Kakarot about your transformation.>Keep it to yourself for now.
>>6406543>Yajoribe keeps on eating them. That’s why future Gohan had only 1.So true.>>6406625>Damn. I never expected to see Bulma to get injured. Which is obvious in retrospect, but still. Feels weird.It might feel weird because I'm being very descriptive whereas regular DBZ usually isn't with the post-battle medical care the fighters get. Since this is Vegeta's PoV, he's listening intently to everything related to Bulma due to his budding feelings. Nappa probably dozed off mid explanation and just registered "Earthling's wounded but alive." lol. One day I'll make a Nappa Quest.>Vegeta would just brood more than anything.Absolutely. Vegeta will never get over his brooding streak.>>6406696>Fuck, haven't been on qst in four years, since this quest was last on in fact. Wild I'd come back to it running. Can't even remember if I'm posting right.You are posting right yeah, and that's one hell of a coincidence lol. Must've been my quest's high power level. Welcome back anon, hope you stick around and read my stuff.>Also, we needa get Bulma and her dad on a project to start growing magic beans en mass. Or at least more efficiently. I'm sure they could figure out some way to make another plant from them.This will come up at some point.>>6406739>And some kind of rejuvenation machine or something, we'll all be too crippled to fight before you know it.Saiyans recover from wounds extremely well, most well trained human fighters recover relatively quick too. But a strong healing device is always useful. There is a broken healing pod at Sadala Station, could be a project for the Vegeta crew soon. Even if you don't keep the station for now, you could bring it back to Earth.
>>6406743>>Share everything that happened, including the fact that the pirates followed you to Earth from Sadala Station after you took it.>>Keep it to yourself for now.
>>6406743>Share everything that happened, including the fact that the pirates followed you to Earth from Sadala Station after you took it.>Tell Kakarot about your transformation. But this isn't a bragging moment. No. Currently, Kakarot is the only person here strong enough to push you in a flat fight. You are asking for a favor - you need him to assist you in accessing that form once more, hopefully permanently; in return, you will not allow him to fall behind you.I doubt Vegeta thinks of his Golden Form as an attainable transformation for all at this point. I'm willing to bet he believes it's exclusive to him, like a hero in an old story come to life. I absolutely despise this captcha system. Eugh. Whatever, this quest will keep me here and power through.
>>6406743>Share everything that happened, including the fact that the pirates followed you to Earth from Sadala Station after you took it.>Keep it to yourself for now.
Feels like a bad idea to not tell Goku about our golden form
>>6406765> this
>>6406743>Share everything that happened, including the fact that the pirates followed you to Earth from Sadala Station after you took it>Keep it to yourself for nowFirst guy we tell should be Nappa, I reckon. Feels right.
>>6406763>>6406810>>6406830We're keeping to ourselves, although a part of us really wanted to tell him all about it. For bragging rights? To study it with the second strongest Saiyan of the universe? Who knows.Another thing I'd like to add to the rule rules:>VOTE WHAT YOU WANT. This quest is not first past the post, it's proportional representation. I see votes as Vegeta's mind debating with itself as to how to proceed. If a vote wins by a very small margin, the other option was also heavily considered by Vegeta, and will remain in his mind for the foreseeable future (it might also affect how I update, since I don't call a vote for every single thing Vegeta chooses to say or do).Hopefully I'll remember to add it in the next thread, in 6 months or so.
>>6406839Future me, add this in somewhere:>Your vote influences Vegeta's personality
Some funny trivia that my autism drove me to check:>This thread has 26% of the words written in Vegeta Quest (checked with the word doc). Along with thread 6, it basically accumulates 50% of the quest's content.>So far, Vegeta Quest is ~130k words long.
>>6406841Good news then, I want that Bulma romance so you got another supporter for the ship in me now! Throw her my way and I'll make sure at least a part of Vegeta is always trying to get with Bulma.
Since you’ve got nothing better to do, you begin regaling Kakarot’s ears with your time in space. The Saiyan sits on a chair and starts listening intently. How you went to Sadala Station, saw it was occupied by pirates, your duel with their leader, then the grim work of recovering the corpses, then the many things your crew found within the station itself. His mood changed at multiple times during the tale, rather hyped and intense during your retelling of the fight with Zodd, to sad and somber when he heard about the process of recovering the corpses. Finally, you get to the end of your tale, your arrival and the pirates showing up soon after.“When we left, we did not detect that we were being followed.” You say, closing your eyes for a moment. “It was a mistake that will not happen again.”Kakarot nods. “Don’t worry about it, Vegeta.” He says. “You beat that Zodd guy fair and square. These guys betrayed your trust.”Piccolo chuckles. “Pirates betraying trust? Who’d have thought?”Kakarot looks back at him, his fists on his waist and his foot tapping impatiently. “And yet we’re trusting the demon king.”The Namekian looks away, obviously offended. “I did not come here to listen to space tales.” He looks at you. “I am here to remind you of our bargain. Whatever list of things your crew needs to be doing soon, put it at the top.”Right. You agreed with the Namekian that if he reached a power level of 9.000, you’d take him to his home planet. “I will see to it.” You reply.He nods. He starts flying up to ensure the sonic boom of his flight does not shatter the windows of the hospital.“Hey Piccolo!” Kakarot runs to the window. “Don’t you want to see Bulma?”He stops for a moment. “I’ll come when she wakes up.”“I’m sure she’ll be happy to see ya!”Finally, the Namekian dashes away as Kakarot waves goodbye.The Earth-Saiyan returns to the foot of your bed. “Take me with you on your next space trip!”“Huh?” You look down towards him. “What about Earth?”“Earth will be fine, you beat those scouts, right?”“Yes, but Frieza and the pirate Queen may have detected the high power levels here, they may come and investigate.”His tone grows more serious. “Maybe, but what could I do against them?”“You have your technique, the one that multiplies your power.”“Yeah, but I’ve seen how strong you were when you came back, and that’s because you were out there fighting!” He points to the sky through the window. “If I get to improve my raw strength through fights like you do, my technique would increase even further!”You let out a low taunting laugh. “You need to reach me that bad, don’t you?”
He laughs back and his brow furrows, accepting your challenge. “That too, you bet. Anyway…” He takes hand to his gi’s belt and picks up a small green sack “There’s a reason I came to see you guys today.” He takes out a single magic bean from the sack. Senzu beans, if you remember correctly. It’s been a while since you’ve seen one. “I only have the one though.”You look at him and wait until he continues talking. “You deserve it, Vegeta. It was you who beat the leader of these guys who attacked us. I don’t even know if I could’ve done it myself.”“But Bulma…” His expression grows anguished, his mouth shakes with sadness. “She’ll recover, but it’ll take her months, probably a year.”Considering the state you’re in, you’ll probably need two months to recover. In that time, you won’t be able to train or fight, so going out to a space mission would be a risky affair. Yet, for as long as Bulma is out, she won’t be able to work on her designs for your cause.Plus, you’d hate to put her through months of gruelling recovery. And you don’t know if you could leave her in the hospital while you left for the stars. What if someone did indeed attack Earth and Kakarot couldn’t take them?Kakarot hides the bean in his fist. “I’d really like to give it to Bulma. But since you’re the one who saved Earth a few days ago, I think you should make the call.”You close your eyes. “What about half and half?” You say jokingly.“Heh, it doesn’t work like that.” He seems to speak from experience, and he scratches a spot on the back of his head.>”Give it to me. We need to be ready in case someone attacks Earth again.”>”Give it to Bulma. She needs it far more than I do.”>Write-in.
>>6406864>”Give it to Bulma. She needs it far more than I do.”>“Heh, it doesn’t work like that.” He seems to speak from experienceKakarot pls
>>6406864> "Give it to me... I'm giving it to Bulma, personally." She shouldn't have gotten hurt. Not with you there, she should have been safe so... you need to tell her that. You must see her awake and well.
>>6406866Shit
>>6406869Big 69.We'll just say that splitting it between the two would not allow either of you to recover fully, much less so Bulma.
>>6406869In fairness, Goku hasn't tried that yet in this time. So he was just wrong here lol. We can yell at him later for it if it comes up naturally. Also, pretty sure it dilutes it from being a full heal to a decent heal.
> "Give it to me... I'm giving it to Bulma, personally." She shouldn't have gotten hurt. Not with you there, she should have been safe so... you need to tell her that. You must see her awake and well.
>>6406864>>”Give it to Bulma. She needs it far more than I do.”Not only does she need it more than we do, but we'll be better off with her working.
> "Give it to me... I'm giving it to Bulma, personally." She shouldn't have gotten hurt. Not with you there, she should have been safe so... you need to tell her that. You must see her awake and well.> Kiss the girl
>>6406867+1>>6406871It coming up later would be very funny.
>>6406864>”Give it to Bulma. She needs it far more than I do.”Veggie will heal with ass-pull anime power-up fist duh
All votes for giving to Bulma as expected, 4 saying we should give it to her personally, so here we go.
“Why wouldn’t it work like that? It’s a bean.” You shake your head. “Whatever.” You ponder a moment more. “Give it to me… I’m giving to Bulma, personally.”“Huh?” He takes a hand to his chin. “But you can’t move.”You start moving your body, ever so slowly, and after some great effort and a lot of pain, you’re able to sit on the side of your bed.“Okay. Uh…” Kakarot looks around the room, then he sees what he’s looking for. He grabs a folded wheelchair near the door and opens it up for you, leaving it by your bed. “Need help?”“I’m fine.” You say. You cautiously set a foot down on the cold floor, then another, then you grab the armrest of the wheelchair and hop onto it. Your back slams against it, causing you to wince in pain.“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Kakarot insists.“Just push me to Bulma’s room.”“Well, alright!” He walks behind you and starts pushing the chair, your IV bag stand rolling along with you. What a pitiful sight you must make, if only you had that damn healing pod.You thought Nappa and Calava would be at the hall, but they’re nowhere to be seen, probably went for something to eat. A few doctors berate Kakarot for taking you out of your room, but after some insistence from his part, he’s able to continue on his way.He stops in front of a door, opens it, then returns to wheel you in. There she was. She looked as terrible as you thought. Her arms and one leg were completely cast, most of her face was hidden by bandages save for her nose, where you notice the large claw wound that Dr. Brief had mentioned earlier. Yeah, it was going to leave a mark. You feel your heart shudder at the sight. She truly could’ve died. It was one thing for a Saiyan warrior to die in honorable battle, but Bulma… There’s multiple people in the room. Rasha and Olond are there. The latter was in some sort of meditative sleep. The former gets right up from his seat when he sees you. Then there’s two women, Mrs. Brief and Tights, Bulma’s elder sister. Tights’ cheeks are red from all the crying, her mother is taking care of an enormous bouquet of flowers by Bulma’s bedside. Tights looks back, and when she sees you, her face twists from sadness to a deep anger. “You!” She storms straight towards you.Mrs. Brief looks back and is just as surprised to see you. She tries to hold her daughter back, but it’s no use.“You did this to her!” She raises her hand to slap you. You let her, Rasha is about to intervene, but to your surprise, it is Kakarot that takes hold of her wrist.“Tights, I’m sorry about what happened, but you can’t put the blame on Vegeta.” He says, trying to calm the woman down.Mrs. Brief holds on to her daughter’s other arm. “Listen to Goku dearie. Vegeta would never let Bulma get hurt! He’s a good man.”You grimace at Mrs. Brief’s words.
“Can’t put the blame on him?! He’d never let her get hurt?! Look at her!” She gets Kakarot and her mother off herself, steps back and points to the bed. Then she points to you, “You let those pirates follow you here, right?! Why else would they come here at the same time as you returned, huh?!”The room goes into a somber silence. “Come on, Tights.” Kakarot says. “Vegeta was about to give Bulma a Senzu Bean, she’ll be alright.” She looks at Kakarot with hate-filled stare.“She shouldn’t need one of those beans! What if there weren’t any? She’d be spending half a year in bed, and the other half in recovery!” Though she is still angry, it seems her breathing and energy started to calm down when she heard the words ‘Senzu Bean’.“Lady Tights, please.” Rasha approaches her, holding her softly by the shoulders. “The blame is shared by all of us who went to this mission. You cannot point solely to Prince Vegeta.” Olond, meanwhile, is still profoundly asleep, his ki is so still that he seems to be hibernating.She approaches you again. “You know what you Saiyans are? Monsters! Everywhere you guys go, people get hurt and die!” You stay silent, watching her and listening.“Honeypie, please.” Mrs. Brief tries to calm her daughter down again.Tights points at you, her finger rather close to your face. “Not my sister! Not Earth! You maniacs better leave us alone!”You’re just barely able to continue looking at her, a part of you just wants to look away and forget about all of this, but you do not.She is the one who moves her head away, unwilling to maintain your stare, and she storms off the room. Her worried mother follows.“Damn.” Kakarot scratches his hair.You’re unable to hide the disappointment you feel.“Prince Vegeta.” Rasha says. “Please do not listen to Lady Tights, she is in a very altered state. Her words do not reflect her true thoughts.”“It doesn’t matter.” You reply, wheeling yourself closer to Bulma.“She is well.” Rasha has taken a spot by your side, Kakarot is at the other. “We have been here on watch, Lord Olond is using this time to sleep his 4 hours.”“4 hours?” You ask.“Yes, it is all his species needs, yet as you might see, the slumber he falls into is deep.”“I see.” You hear the ticking of her heart monitor, slow and stable. “Dr. Brief gave me the rundown.” You take this moment to check on her energy flow, it is stable too.The three of you look at Bulma in silence for a little bit.“You trained her, right Vegeta?” Kakarot asks.“Yes.”“Funny.” Kakarot smiles. “Our whole gang tried to convince her to train back in our adventuring days. She always said no.”You furrow your brow. “And she wanted to learn now?” You ask.“Hehe.” Kakarot’s smile turns into a big one. “Why do you think?” He pats your head.“Do not do that.”He takes his hand off. “Woops, sorry.”“Do you mind if I… gave the Senzu Bean to her in private?” You ask.
Rasha and Kakarot look at each other, they nod in unison. Kakarot deploys this room’s wheelchair, Rasha grabs the small and rotund Olond like a large ball and places him on it, the alien cozies up to his new sleeping spot easily, and gives a content snore before being escorted out of the room by Rasha. Kakarot returns to you, drops the bean in your hand and winks before departing. You approach Bulma further. You see the bouquet of flowers on her side table. It has the signatures of all the Z-Fighters and of her family, and quite a few names you do not know. Maybe more family members and earthling friends.You feel the tears coming again, but you only allow a single sniffle, you swiftly remove the two tears that fell. This isn’t like you. It shouldn’t be like you. You are the Prince. These things will happen, not once, nor twice, but many times. But... not to Bulma. You clench your fist. Her mouth is slightly agape, you struggle to get up, supporting yourself with one arm in your chair. You remove her respirator and put the bean into her mouth, then put the respirator back. She seems to swallow instinctively.Half a minute passes. Her skin returns to a healthy color, the muscles she’s grown over the past few months tighten, her breathing grows more stable, her energy flows more freely, the gash on her face closes up, leaving behind scarified tissue, and finally: Her sky blue eyes open up to see yours.“Vegeta.” She whispers. “I’m so glad you’re okay.”You sit back down on your wheelchair. “I… I’m glad you’re well too.”“Well?” She looks around. “Looks like I was half-dead.” She coughs.“Kakarot brought a Senzu Bean. You should be okay now.”“Yeah, guess that explains why I’m not hurting all over. Though I do feel exhausted..."Silence.Bulma gets nervous. “Vegeta, I… I shouldn’t have launched my pod. I was a hindrance, Calava and Rasha had to save me.” You can see tears appear in her eyes. “I’m sorry-”“No.” You interrupt her. “You shouldn’t have gotten hurt, not with me there. I should’ve kept you safe. I’m the one who should be sorry.”She looks at you sweetly. “Vegeta…”“I brought these pirates back to Earth, put you and your planet in danger.” You slam a fist on your wheelchair. “How can I be a proper Prince when I can’t even keep my people safe?”Some of those words you didn’t want to say out loud, but they came out anyway, you’ve no intention to stop. It feels… freeing, Bulma has given you no odd looks, only a compassionate stare. “Perhaps… Perhaps we should leave this planet and leave you alone. Take our fight elsewhere, make sure Earth stays out of it.” You feel your brow twitching, your own sincerity making you feel so terribly nervous and nauseous, more so than any battle you’ve fought.
“No!” Bulma instantly retorts. She moves her arms and tears through their casts, then tears her leg’s cast with both of her hands. She seats herself on the side of the bed. “Don’t say that!” She continues. “I… I…” She takes one of your hands with both of hers.“I said it for real.” She says. “What I said before our comms got cut.” You can feel her hands shaking from the nerves. “It wasn’t a spur of the moment thing. It’s real, it’s really real.”You look at her eyes, she looks back at you. Her black pupils contrasts with her clear blue iris, it feels as though she is staring into your soul, looking for something, anything, that may confirm what you feel.>”I feel the same.” [Relationship with Bulma begins]>”I’m sorry, it would be too dangerous. My path to restore our honor is filled with battle and death and I don’t want that for you.” [Perhaps some day...]>Write-in. If you write in a completely different option >[please state your narrative intention in brackets]<
>>6406934>”I feel the same.” [Relationship with Bulma begins]Future Trunks, my beloved.
>”I feel the same.” [Relationship with Bulma begins]
>>6406934>”I feel the same.” [Relationship with Bulma begins]LFG
>>6406934>”I feel the same.” [Relationship with Bulma begins]I have waited oh so lo~ng…
>>6406937>>6406938>>6406995>>6407172The Vegeta mind palace reaches a consensus.
“I feel the same.” Is all you’re able to utter. You’ve never been good at these sorts of things, what few things you had back at the Frieza Force were never… this. You feel her hands’ grip on yours grow tighter. She bends forward, closes her eyes and her lips touch with yours. Such a simple act brings you a tremendous relief, all your nerves dissipate as her kiss grows more intense, you accompany her with the motions. All of your pain, your worries, and your thoughts, good and bad, melt into a feeling you had never known: Love, whatever one wants to call this. It’s warm and giddy, it clutches your heart, but it frees it so wholly just as well.She slowly opens her eyes while ending your kiss, then puts her forehead against yours, you struggle to caress her hair, ignoring your body’s pain and anguish. Is love part of being a Saiyan too?“I love you, Vegeta.” Bulma says.“I… I love you too.” You reply.Someone knocks at the door. If you had your strength, you’d probably blast the door and whoever’s behind it to the ends of the Earth.Bulma winks. “We’ll get back to this soon, alright?” She says playfully.You blush and nod. “Right.” She straightens up and you watch her visage get farther and farther away from yours. If you had but one wish, it would be for this moment to last for far, far longer.“Come in!” She yells. The door opens and her sister rushes in to hug her along with her mother, who gives her a kiss on the forehead, her father is last, and though he doesn’t join in on the hug, he does bring out a handkerchief to dry his tears.You roll your wheelchair back and head out of the room to give them some privacy. Her father grabs you by the forearm a moment. “Goku told me. Thanks for the choosin’ her.”“It was the only option.” You reply, you give him a small smile, and he heads in to join on the group hug. You come out of the room and head back to yours. Rasha and Kakarot await you there, along with Olond, who’s still sleeping on the wheelchair.“Well?” Kakarot asks. “Everything okay?”“The bean indeed worked, Bulma is now perfectly fine.”“I know that already!” Kakarot says. “I mean… Did anything happen?”While Rasha keeps himself stoic, you do see his eyes dart towards your face to see your reaction.“It’s none of your business.”“Heh.” Kakarot chuckles and looks at Rasha with a thumbs up. “Told you it’d happen.”You look at your warrior. “Is this what you spend your idle time doing?”“My species is not one to lie, Prince Vegeta. I was indeed rather curious as to what would happen.” You see a little smile that he tries to hide away.“Ugh, bunch of children.” You move your wheelchair straight through them, they both step to the side to let you pass.When you’re out of earshot, Rasha speaks to Goku. “I wonder how his species will take it.”“The Saiyans?” He asks. “Why wouldn’t they be happy about it?”
“Those of his crew will indeed be merry at the news, Lord Goku.” Rasha says. “But the earthling race is not as strong as the Saiyans. Those who we rescue along the way may find the fact that their Prince is in a budding romance with what they would call a ‘weakling’ rather… disconcerting.”Goku’s smile is gone. “If they got an issue with it…” He clenches his fist and smiles again. “They’ll have to get through me!”Rasha smiles and puts a hand on the Saiyan’s shoulder. “And through me as well, Lord Goku.” He says.==== A MONTH LATER ====During your time away from Earth, Dr. Brief had taken the time to set up a capsule home for everyone at the settlement and made some walkable pavement streets between each one including a small park with a fountain in the middle of the settlement, along with a landing pad for flying crafts a little way off. Apparently urban planning was one of his many passions. He was not done yet either, and would surely make more additions as ideas streamed into his mind.You were being flown in by Bulma in a medical helicopter. You could already stand and move without much issue, though you couldn’t exert yourself in training or battle yet. Dr. Brief set up a small medical clinic at the Saiyan settlement at the request of his daughter so you could spend the rest of your recovery there and still get medical treatment.You sit in the helicopter, cross-armed. Bulma is rather focused on her maneuvers, she looks quite professional when wearing a full pilot’s suit and helmet. You look down below and see the houses. A larger one that included a playground, likely for Kalabash and his family; one with a garage, from which you see Turles coming out with his mechanic’s jumpsuit as he got some muck off his hands with a towel; three with what look like training grounds, Raditz, Nappa and Calava are training their moves in their respective homes; two with a joint garden full of watery pathways, Olond and Rasha are caring for the plants there; then there’s the last one, your own home, which you had no chance of modifying yet. You scratch your chin, perhaps a gravity room somewhere, and a planning room?Bulma begins the helicopter’s landing sequence. The grass around the landing pad flowing along with the gusts of wind created by the machine. It touches ground and the blades start slowing down. “We’re here, love.”You still twitch when you hear that word, ‘love’. You’re not sure if you’ll ever get used to hearing it. It makes your face warm up and go blood red in an instant.“Hey now, don’t get red mister Prince!” She says as she sticks her tongue out. “Your buddies are coming.”“You’re the one who caused it!” You say exasperated, you go on to open the door. Your hand reaches for the handle, but when you push it, you feel pain in your side.
“Hey!” She calls out, removing her seatbelt and moving to the back of the helicopter with you. Her helmet bumps with your head a bit, when she grabs the door handle herself. “My pa told you to be careful with this stuff, you’re not in shape to make any efforts.”She’s rather close to you, if it weren’t for your arriving companions, you’d take the time to caress her cheek and kiss her. “I don’t like that helmet.” You say.“Oh yeah, it bumps everywhere and I look like a fly when I wear it.” Bulma opens the door.“No, because I can’t see your eyes while you wear it.”Now it’s her who blushes and has to hide away her embarrassment. You chuckle and step out of the helicopter. “I’ll get you back for this.” You hear Bulma say behind you.You’re happy to see your crew again, you smile at them. They’re surprised to see you wearing earthling clothing, a simple white shirt with jeans and shoes. Nappa’s still wearing that ensemble of hides from animals he hunted; Calava is also wearing earthling clothing a black t-shirt and beige cargo pants, her shirt has a custom design with “Saiyan” printed on it; Rasha and Olond seem to prefer flowing robes; Raditz and Rokka (Kalabash’s older child) are wearing Turtle School gi; Kalabash, Gisa and their son Oshe are wearing the Saiyan clothes they brought back from Vertes. “Good to see you again, Vegeta.” Nappa greets you with a strong arm shake. The rest greet you one by one, Turles and Raditz doing the same as Nappa, Calava taps you on the back, Kalabash and his family give you a little bow, and Rasha and Olond shake your hand.“Glad to be back, I see you’ve all settled in.”“Indeed.” Rasha replies. “Doctor Brief has kindly seen to all of our requests for the settlement.”Bulma’s finally finished with the helicopter and is returning with two suitcases of your clothing, you see she’s removed her helmet, her hair flowing with the wind, and she takes a moment to give you a good long look with her blue eyes. A taunting smile appears on her face. You have to make a concerted effort to not blush again. “Call it payment for saving our asses a month ago.” She says.You’re already seeing Raditz giving a look to Nappa, who has given him the same look. The rest are either more oblivious, or don’t mention it. Though the way Calava’s tail moves and seeing how she’s smiling deviously, she likely noticed too.Raditz approaches you. “Prince Vegeta, maybe you’d like to rest? The trip must’ve been long.”“Indeed.” You say. “I’ll go to the capsule home and give myself a few hours, if you don’t mind.”
Your crew nods, and they all get back to whatever they were doing. You see Nappa, Raditz and Calava whispering among each other as they return to their training. Rokka’s walking with Turles, asking him about the flying craft in his garage, though Turles seems quite irked by her questioning. Kalabash picks up his son and seats him on his shoulders while returning home with Gisa. Rasha and Olond return to their garden, you hear the small round alien’s belly laugh as Rasha tells him something.“They’re getting along.” You say, watching the groups leave in merry moods.“Of course they are.” Bulma says. She starts walking down the path that leads to your new home.You follow along. This place, blue sky and rolling green hills, now with these homes, the Saiyan graveyard nearby. It feels like… like a village.Bulma hums as you pass by the park with the fountain.“I never thought…” You say, seeking to share what you feel with Bulma. “I never thought we’d have a chance at something like this.”“Like what?” She looks back at you confused.“A peaceful life.” You finish the thought.“Isn’t that what you’re fighting for?” She seems even more confused.You look at her surprised. “We’re fighting for the restoration of the Saiyan race.”“Of course, and I don’t imagine you were thinking of conquering the galaxy after that, right? Isn’t this what you want for all the Saiyans?”You put your hands in your jean’s pockets and ponder. “Maybe.”“Maybe? Hah!” She lets out a short haughty laugh. “Is that how a leader talks, Vegeta? You should think about these things, you know?”It’s true, though you didn’t have much time to think about it up until now. So many things to do, so many decisions to take, so little time. “You’re right.”Your serious tone shocks your lover. “Oh, sorry. I didn’t want to make you feel bad. I meant-”“You didn’t.” You interrupt her, giving her a light smile. “I understand it was a joke, but there’s truth in it. These people depend on me.” You look around, hearing a few voices coming from around the houses, a wind flows down the hill and rustles up the trees. “The choices I make from now on, the things I decide to do. It’s not just going to be about some noble or higher purpose. It’s also going to be about them.”She nods. You’ve already arrived at your new home. Bulma takes out a key and opens the door, then hands the key to you.“Do you want me to come in?” She asks.You look at her. You had gotten little privacy at the hospital, only sneaking in a few kisses here and there. But perhaps you should spend some time alone now that you can, you’re sure the next few days will be busy as you plan your next moves. Still, you can’t help but feel tempted by Bulma’s proposal, and your Saiyan tail swirls around at the thought.>”Come in.”>”I’d like some time alone after the months at the hospital. Just to clear my head.”>Write-in.
>>6407238Smaller vote since this one was getting very long (inb4 instant Trunks in 9 months).After this vote, we'll get to planning our next moves.
>>6407238>”Come in.”Mwah
>>6407238>”Come in.”Sugar
>>6407238>”Come in.”> No Protection. A Saiyan never sheaths their weapon afterall.Give. Me. Trunks!
>>6407243>>6407290>>6407291Locked in, not sure if I'll be able to update today as I want to dump a whole bunch of info in regards to your next steps.
Someone give me >one (1) roll of 1d100
Rolled 84 (1d100)
>>6407297... Welp. Time to get Trunks into the story.
>>6407297Thad Supersaiyan
“Come in.” You reply, she gives you a devilish smile and she enters after you. A month has passed since your mutual confession, and in all that time you’ve never had this type of privacy with Bulma. Thus, the next few hours are put to good use in mending this issue.Bulma sighs on her side of the bed, you’re both naked save for the bed sheets covering you. “Man, you Saiyans are passionate.”“We’re a race of warriors.” You joke while getting your clothes on. “We should have dinner.”“Right.” She gets up, a moment which you use to get a look in.“You do not have any clothes save for the pilot outfit, do you?” You ask.She taps her temple, opens up the suitcase, and takes out underwear, a blue tank top and cargo shorts. It’s not just one set of clothing, you see the entire suitcase is just Bulma’s clothing. “In case I spend some time here.” She says with a sly smile.Tch. “What about the clothes you bought for me in Central City?”“Just in case you spend time back at my house.” She replies. You look away and finish buttoning up your shirt. “Very well.” You say, not caring much one way or the other. Were it up to you, you’d just keep wearing the Saiyan mesh and armor she designed, but she insisted on getting regular clothes too.You check the fridge, there’s a whole bunch of food in it. Perhaps a sandwich would be fine enough.Bulma pushes you out of the way. “Let me make you some chicken and veggies.” She says. She grabs a bell pepper and throws it over to you. “Cut that.”In around 15 minutes, you’re sitting at the table and eating. The initial conversation is mostly jokes and banal topics, along with some silly flirting. Eventually though, Bulma seems to get a little nervous. “What will the others think about us?” She asks.“They will have no issue with it, if that’s what worries you.”“Calava had a thing for you, didn’t she?”You grab a bite of chicken. “She has never tried to make me her mate again after that one try. It is in the past.”“She tried?”You were looking at your food, you lift your eyes to see Bulma’s furrowed brow. “Just once, months ago.”She chews on that piece of bell pepper rather aggressively. “I didn’t know that.”You raise an eyebrow. “Are you jealous?”“Of course I am!”“Don’t be. A mate is a mate. Ours is another thing entirely. Saiyans have a concept of… devoted relationships. Much like what Kalabash and Gisa have.”“Right.” She blushes ever so slightly at the mention of a devoted relationship, then fiddles with her food for a bit. “And what about Nappa? He’s a bit of a purist, right? Think he’ll be okay with it?”“Nappa is not just my soldier. He’s…” You try to think of a less earthling word to use, but you don’t find any. “…He’s my friend. He’ll see no issue with it.”“Huh.” Bulma’s opened her eyes wide. “That’s nice.”“You seem a little paranoid about this.” You say.
“It’s just…” She continues moving her food about, which you find slightly irritating. “You told me powerful Saiyans are expected to get together with other powerful Saiyans. And not only am I not powerful, but I’m no Saiyan, and you are the Prince of all Saiyans. If there’s anyone who your people may have high expectations of, it’s you.”You reach for her and grab one of her hands. “As you said, I am the Prince, and this is my decision to make. Everything will be fine.”She nods, though she is clearly unconvinced. “I have to go return the helicopter to the hospital.”“I can go with you.” You say.“I don’t think so. You should stay here, rest, and see the others. Can I come tomorrow morning?”“You may come whenever you want.” She blushes and smiles. She puts the pilot suit back on, you share one final kiss before she leaves.“I love you.” She says.“I love you too.” You reply. She heads out the door.You take a moment to explore your house. It’s got all the basic stuff one might need, you even have an office. And it has a round window behind the chair similar to the one from your old attack pod. You chuckle at the sight.It’s already rather late, but you do notice that the others are doing things outside. Though maybe it’d be best to get some rest. You did have the intention of gathering your people up tomorrow and start working on future plans.>Nappa, Calava, Raditz and Turles seem to be sharing some time by a bonfire. The young Rokka is there with them too. There’s nothing like a get together of Saiyan warriors.>Kalabash, Gisa and their son Oshe are over at their porch. You haven’t checked on them for a while.>Rasha and Olond seem to be sharing some earthling beverage in their garden. They may offer a calm evening.>It’d be best if you go to sleep. You have a lot of work tomorrow and you’re spent.Sneaking in one more short update so we have an opportunity at socializing with our buddies. Tomorrow we'll get the planning update fr.
>>6407337>Nappa, Calava, Raditz and Turles seem to be sharing some time by a bonfire. The young Rokka is there with them too. There’s nothing like a get together of Saiyan warriors.Haven't spoken with Nappa or Raditz in a minute, wouldn't hurt.Additionally, the sooner we can, we should be suggesting sciencing Sensu production.
>>6407337>Nappa, Calava, Raditz and Turles seem to be sharing some time by a bonfire. The young Rokka is there with them too. There’s nothing like a get together of Saiyan warriors.Saiyan bants incoming
>>6407337>>Nappa, Calava, Raditz and Turles seem to be sharing some time by a bonfire. The young Rokka is there with them too. There’s nothing like a get together of Saiyan warriors.
>>6407344+1
==== BONFIRE EPISODE ====You open the door and head out to meet your fellow Saiyans. You try to fly, but your legs and chest warn you not to do so, so you simply walk there. A ridiculously boring way to move about when you’re alone, now that you think about it.The warmth of the bonfire is on you when your comrades see you bathed in its golden light. “Hey! Look who’s here!” Nappa says merrily, sitting on a large log, his red cheeks indicating he’s drunk on some earthling alcohol.“The man of the hour.” Raditz is lying reclined on his single arm on the grass. His cheeks, while not as red, are quite rosey.Calava’s also had a bit to drink, striking a middle ground between Raditz’ joviality and Nappa’s intensity. Meanwhile Turles is also slurring some letters, but his drunkenness is rather calm. Rokka has not been allowed to have any, much to her childish dismay.“Well, well… I see you have been putting your lives to good use while I was gone.” Nappa grabs a beer from a nearby fridge and throws it over to you. You pick it up on the fly. You open it and give it a long swig.“Should you be drinking?” Turles aims at you with the tip of his half empty bottle.“Earthling doctors know nothing about Saiyan physiology.” You shouldn’t be drinking.“What was that all about, huh? With Bulma.” Nappa says, swerving dangerously to a side of the log.“What do you think, fool?”“She’s your mate?” Raditz asks with a genuinely naïve tone.You give him a look. Realization finally hits him.“And I thought if I tried hard enough, I could be Princess-Consort of all Saiyans!” Calava says, she then laughs all on her own. Nappa chuckles a bit too, Turles shows a sly smile, and Raditz gives her a bad stare, to which Calava taunts him with a drunken middle finger.“Enough about that.” You say, pointing at the child by the bonfire who is clearly offended as she is singled out. “What have you lot been doing the past month?”“Hunting and refining my techniques!” Nappa proudly boasts.“I did that too, and I went shopping with Bulma thrice.” Calava points at her ‘Saiyan’ shirt and her odd-looking sneakers.“Training with Kakarot, I’ve adapted one of their techniques for my use.” Raditz says, moving his only hand.“Did you speak with Bulma about the possibility of a bionic replacement?”“Yeah.” He says. “But she told me that having the energy move through it is a whole other ordeal. I’d have the arm, which is useful, but no ki flow means no two-armed attacks. She’s looking into it though.”“Will we ever see Double bloody Sunday again?” Nappa asks and laughs, as he often does when mentioning the name of Raditz’ attack, which causes the poor Saiyan to redden every single time. Calava laughs along with him and their tails swerve about like mean cats.Raditz gets up. “Quit it you prick!” He points at Nappa angrily. “What about you?! Break Cannon! It sounds stupid too.”
“What?!” Nappa, gets up offended, Calava moves away. “You and me, duel tomorrow!” He says with drunken anger.“Hmph. Think you’re still hot shit old man? I’ll teach you what I can do.” The two Saiyans eye each other like wild Oozarus.You were about to stop them, but Turles raises his voice before you do. “Calm down you two, come on. Every time we share a drink we get to see the same monkey fight.”Nappa sits down and crosses his arms, looking mightily offended. Raditz turns around and puts his back to the bonfire. You watch Calava approach Raditz, she sits beside him as if to offer him comfort. “Double Sunday is stupider.” She audibly whispers. Raditz tries to get back at her but she darts away into the darkness. “Come back here you!” He runs off towards her. Nappa, meanwhile, has gotten his hands on a juicy piece of boar roast that was warming up in the fire. You help yourself to some too.You smile as you watch the ki flows of the two Saiyans run, then fly, around the town. You then look to Turles. “What about you?”“Huh?”“The past month, what have you been doing?”“This and that.”Turles remains Turles.“Tell him about the cool plane you’re making!” Rokka says, grabbing Turles’ arm.Turles closes his eyes, his patience about to run out. “I told you I’d let you help if you didn’t tell anyone.”“Didn’t tell anyone?” You raise an eyebrow. “We live right next door. I’d have seen it by tomorrow.”“Whatever.” Turles shrugs. “I wanted to keep it secret because it’s just a prototype.”“Of what?”He moves his beer around proudly and gives it its last swig. “A space fighter.”Nappa, looks at him with a raised eyebrow. “What for? We can fight in space ourselves if we got a spacesuit on.”Turles looks at him like one might look at a big dumb ox. “You can, big guy, but there’s plenty of people who can’t.”“Not in our crew specifically.” You say. The one exception would be Bulma, but she’s not supposed to fight anyway, she would stay at the ship to keep it safe.“Maybe not now, but in the future?” Turles says as he picks up another beer. “Were you planning to get Frieza with the eight of us? Plus maybe the Namekian and Kakarot?”“Nine of us!” Rokka angrily retorts.“Shut up kid.” Turles says, tapping her head with the bottle before opening it. “You’re staying with your mama.” Rokka groans in pain, it was a pretty clean hit.“You’re a smart man Turles.” You say. You don’t know if he’s blushing or if the alcohol is getting to his face too. “What can I say? I try to keep my hobbies and pet projects useful.”Rokka recovers from Turles’ deathly blow. “Prince Vegeta!” She stomps towards you. “Let me come with you in our next trip.”Nappa laughs. “She’s got guts that one. A real Saiyan.”“Don’t encourage her.” Turles looks at Nappa with a tired stare.“Wanna fight too?” Nappa raises a fist. “You and Raditz, two on one. I can take you both easy!”“Oh shove it up your-“ Turles looks at Rokka. “Shut up.” He corrects himself.
You look at the young girl, 10 years old and already thirsting for battle. “Depends on where we’ll go, and your parents must allow it.”Her eyes gleam with pure emotion. She flies right off to speak to them.“You too, Prince Vegeta?” Turles sounds desperate. “The girl’s too young!”“If the trip we make isn’t dangerous…” You say.“Not dangerous?” Turles continues. “Half the galaxy wants to turn us into space dust!”Nappa shrugs. “It’s a big galaxy.” He takes a long drink from his beer. “And if anyone wants to mess with us. We’ll be there to protect her!”“Not as big as you might think.” Turles picks himself up from the ground. “And we recently learned that bringing weak people along with us is a bad idea.”That is clearly a jab at Bulma’s presence in your last battle. Nappa gets up as soon as he gets it. “Hey! What’s wrong with you?!”You wave him down. “Calm yourself, Nappa. Turles can give his opinion.”“I’m not trying to offend anyone.” Turles says. “I just think it’d be a waste to lose someone because we were careless about something so simple, that’s all.”“I understand your point.” You reply.“Well then, I’m off.” Turles takes his beer with him, swerving a bit on his way home.“This guy’s a sour puss.” Nappa grumbles under his breath.“He’s pragmatic. Remember that he hasn’t had the easiest life.” Though Turles is indeed quite sour, he probably has a good heart.“Yeah.” Nappa seems to be more understanding now, looking at the fire for a moment. “So, Bulma, huh?”You nod.“I always talk trash to the rest about them becoming too much like earthlings, and here’s the Prince of all Saiyans taking an earthling as a mate!” He laughs then drinks.“Got a problem with that?” You might as well check.“Nope.” He says. “Should I remind you what I said way back?”“’Don’t fuck up like I did’, was it?”“I see you took my advice to heart.”“Of course, you’re my most trusted confidante.”He gives you a big smile and takes a hand to the back of his head. “Heh, right hand man of the Prince himself.” He offers up his beer, and you tap it with yours, you both finish up your drinks and he picks two more. He throws yours and you pick it up.Nappa looks at the stars. “How many drinks have we shared across our life, Prince?”“Quite a lot.” You sit down cross-legged by the bonfire. “And we’ll share many more.”“Yeah.” Nappa says.“What about you?” You say. “Have you discovered if the wife of Dr. Brief has a sister?”“She doesn’t, Bulma told me.”“Well the woman’s married.”Nappa chuckles. “I wouldn’t think about it, geez.” He sits there in silence. “I still think about Sidara a lot. Have you been able to gather any intel on her while you checked that holobox with Kalabash?”“No, but I haven’t talked about it with him in the past month. Maybe he found something.” You take a swig.“If you do find anything out, care to go look? Or at least let me go look.”“Of course.” You reply. “Thanks, Vegeta.” He says.
You both sit there, looking at the fire, night is setting in. Rokka isn’t coming back, her parents likely told her to go to bed. Raditz and Calava are taking quite a long time to come back.He elbows you a bit with a stupid smile. “So uh… How’s she in bed?”“Shut up.” You wave him away.“I gotta know if earthlings are worth my time!”You let some time pass. Nappa was already thinking you weren’t going to answer. “It was fun.” You say quietly.“Bahaha!” Nappa lets out a big laugh that echoes throughout the hills. You shush him. “Guess I’ll have to go see if I can find a mate or two in this planet.”“At your age?” You say. Nappa feels the sarcasm emanating from your voice.“You too?!” He quietly yells to avoid bothering the rest of the village. “That’s it, three on one! I’ll beat you all with a hit of my Break Cannon!”You let out a good and honest laugh, which quietens when Raditz comes back alone and in a peculiar mood.“Man of the hour.” Nappa says with a smile.Raditz chuckles, though he seems sad. “Yeah.”“What happened?” You ask.“We kissed.”“Big man.” Nappa keeps on teasing him. “Why didn’t you take her as a mate?”“She was too drunk. Didn’t want to do anything she may regret tomorrow.”“Good man.” Nappa says, now slightly more serious. He takes a beer and throws it over to Raditz, who catches it on the fly. He opens it with his thumb and sits down.“She got pissed because I said no, and she left home.”“You like her as a mate?” You ask.“We’ve been… teasing each other the past month.” Raditz says. “Didn’t know it’d come to this.”Nappa crosses his arms, thinking.You look at Raditz in the eyes. “Yes or no?”“I think so.” Raditz says, scratching his head. “Though I don’t know… Maybe it’s just because we’re the only two young, single Saiyans in this section of space, y’know?”“So?” Nappa takes a swig. “A mate’s a mate.”“I don’t know.” He repeats. “I think it might be a bad idea.”“You’re thinking like an earthling again, Raditz!” Nappa puts a foot on the ground. “You’re both Saiyans, think like a Saiyan. Tomorrow you’ll go to her house, plant a kiss on her face and enjoy a fine day together.”Raditz seems to be struggling, he looks at you.>”Nappa’s right. No harm done in trying something out.”>”If you think you shouldn’t do this, then don’t.”>”Follow your heart, Raditz. We can’t tell you what to do.”>Write-in.
Last post of the day. Been writing up a storm. Tomorrow I'm back to work so we'll probably get back to a slower pace I think.
>>6407420>>”Nappa’s right. No harm done in trying something out.”Thanks for running!
>>6407420>”Follow your heart, Raditz. We can’t tell you what to do.”I think Raditz can do better. Besides. I ship Calava with Yamcha since he expressed interest. Might even keep the guy training. At this juncture, I think 18 and Raditz would fit good together. Cuz fuck Krillin.
>”Follow your heart, Raditz. We can’t tell you what to do.”Let him choose
>>6407420>”Follow your heart, Raditz. We can’t tell you what to do.”I don't much care for romance
“Follow your heart, Raditz. We can’t tell you what to do.”Raditz gives a wan smile. “Yeah, I think I’ll just get to know her more for now. No need to rush anything.”Nappa throws his hands up. “Ah, whatever. You’re all talking earthling talk! I’m going to sleep.”The three of you clink your beers by the bonfire and finish them off. Nappa zigzags home.Raditz looks around, you can only barely see the silhouettes of the houses in the settlement. “Who’d have thought, huh?”“Who’d have thought what?”“That we could live like this. Just sharing drinks, training, discussing women.”“Not so different from our R&R at the Frieza Force.” You look at him, Raditz smiles.“Guess not. But it still feels different somehow. Calmer, more…” Raditz moves his hand around. “Peaceful.”“Yeah.” You say. “Not being on call for planetary destructions must have that effect.”“Heh.”“Do you like it here?” Your sudden sincere question takes Raditz aback.“Yes. My brother, my nephew, the humans… I don’t think I’ve ever felt happier. I’m not sure that I will ever need anything else.”“When the Saiyan race takes back its rightful place among the stars, maybe you can stay here as an ambassador.”“Ambassador?” Raditz lets out a quick and surprised laugh. “Saiyans have those?”“We do now.” “That’d be nice.” Raditz puts a hand on your shoulder. “Rest well.”“You too.” You reply, and the two of you return to your homes. You fall into a deep slumber as soon as you hit the bed.==== THE NEXT DAY ====You wake up, shower, get dressed with your mesh and armor, have breakfast, the earthling stimulant called ‘coffee’ along with some biscuits. You walk out of your home, the sun shines on your settlement. You immediately start your stretches, then go for a humble cardio session, it had been a while since you just ran around. By the time you’re finishing your lifting exercises, you see Bulma landing with some sort of aircraft with thrusters. She steps off it and flies straight towards your house. You need to teach her long distance flight at some point. You leave your weight on the floor and stand up. She flies straight into your arms and gives you a kiss, then she lands. “Hell of a good morning kiss.” You say.“You know me.” She replies. “Everything alright yesterday?”“We spent time together at a bonfire.”“Talked about girls?”You shrug. “We’ve got other topics too.”“Like what, fighting?” She says, she heads inside to put on some more comfortable clothing.“Exactly.” You proudly reply. She laughs you off.Bulma comes out with a looser mechanic’s jumpsuit along with a white tank top, she heads in for a hug. You watch the two scars that run across her face. The claws of that blasted alien had wound up leaving a mark even with the senzu bean. You grimace. “Do you think senzu beans can be grown in large quantities?”
Bulma lets go of the hug and takes a hand straight to her chin. “Hmm. I’m not sure. They are beans so logically one would say yes, but they’re magical, that might make it more difficult, if not impossible.”“It would be a great boon for us.”She shrugs. “It’d be a great boon for the whole planet, Prince.”“Will you look into it?”“Yes.” She sighs. “You guys are giving me so many things to look into, you know?” She starts listing off things with her fingers. “I have to repair those blasted scout ships, give Raditz a new arm, test Turles’ spacefighter, come up with new components for the Saiyan spacebase, work on my Saiyan radar to incorporate holobox information… Oh, and probably design a new version of the armor to incorporate a way to inject medical stuff into the bloodstream just in case we need it in a fight. Thank goodness my dad is running the company while I’m here.” While she’s clearly joking around, you can tell there may be some kernels of truth hidden in there.“I was thinking of gathering everyone after lunch in order to discuss our next move. Maybe we could decide on what you should focus on then.”“Good idea.” She says. “I’m heading off to Turles’ garage. I want to check on his space fighter thingy. Make sure he considered the ejection seat I told him about.”“Fine, tell him about our post-lunch meeting. Will you come eat?”“Sure will. Brought some of my mom’s stew.” She winks at you then flies off towards Turles’ house.And again, you’re forced to walk to warn all your crew about your coming meeting. You saw that they were all busy with their day to day activities. Mostly training, but also cooking, doing laundry, washing dishes, cleaning… It was funny to see Nappa hanging his washed animal skins to dry.Lunch comes, Bulma’s back, dirty and greasy, and tells you all about Turles’ prototype while she’s in the shower, though you don’t get half of it. While you eat the rather delicious stew, you tell her about seeing an almost butt-naked Nappa hanging his clothes to dry and it gets a long laugh out of her. Then, finally, the meeting comes, you decided to simply gather at the fountain since there was no meeting room yet. You also asked Raditz to go and get Kakarot and Piccolo so they may add their piece.They arrived just in time, though Piccolo insists on staying cross-armed a little further away from the group. Rokka goes on to hug him, and though he seems a little ashamed, he does pet her head.“They’re getting along.” You say near Kalabash.“Yes, Piccolo has been helping her train since I was gone.”“He’s good with kids!” Kakarot says.“Listen up!” You yell. Everyone stops their chats and pay attention to you. “We’ve been back at Earth for over a month now, we must start planning our next move and decide on important matters. We won't act upon every single thing we decide here, we're only laying the basic groundwork for our future actions so we may plan our operations accordingly."They all nod in unison.
==== SITUATION 1: QUEEN ZAR’ANN ====“First, our situation with Pirate Queen Zar’Ann. It’s likely that she knows her station was attacked. She must also be aware that some of her ships left in pursuit.” You say.Turles raises a hand. “This will be a matter of pride for a pirate, she can’t let up until she finds out what happened or she’ll risk losing face, so it’s only a matter of time before she finds Earth. Maybe months or even years, but she eventually will. And when she realizes what happened to her ships, she will seek revenge.”Rasha goes next. “If I may, I would suggest a diplomatic approach. Zar’Ann, while ruthless, may be willing to negotiate with you, Prince Vegeta. Her position as a galactic power player isn’t as cemented as Frieza’s.”You look around, no one else raises their hand to speak. Understandable, you still know relatively little about Zar’Ann and her queendom.“Understood. We will…”>”…seek diplomatic overtures with Zar’Ann, try to see if she is willing to talk.”>”…avoid any further contact with Zar’Ann’s forces. The less we have to deal with her, the better.”>”…keep an aggressive mindset. Zar’Ann must be defeated just like Frieza if she is going to threaten us and Earth with violence.”==== SITUATION 2: COLD EMPIRE ====“Second, our situation with Frieza. He is looking for us, that much we know due to the reward Zodd spoke of.”Olond shakes his head. “Frieza is far too mighty a foe for us now, Prince Vegeta.”“That much is clear.” You reply. “Attacking him directly is out of the question.”“We may be able to make a few raiding strikes.” Nappa says. “The healing pod from Sadala station can be repaired with Cold Empire components.”Rasha adds further information. “There may be other aliens in the Frieza Forces willing to join us if they knew that you’d provide safe haven to them, Prince Vegeta. Olond and I are not unique cases, many would rather serve a kinder master, they simply do not know of any.”“We’d have to let them know somehow.” You keep a hand on your chin. “For that, we would have to infiltrate the information network of the Cold Empire.”Nappa raises his hand. “Doing that would also reveal that we’re alive and conspiring against Frieza, he would redouble his efforts to find us. If we raided them instead, we could simply leave no witnesses. He would assume it was a pirate raid of some sort.”“Fine then, we will…”>”…prepare for a raid against Frieza to gather healing pod components and other useful things.”>”…prepare to infiltrate the information network of the Cold Empire and let its soldiers know there is a kinder master waiting for them.”>”…avoid heading into Cold Empire space at all, we are not ready.”
==== SITUATION 3: FINDING MORE SAIYANS ====“Third. The recovery of more Saiyans.” You declare.Kalabash steps up, holobox in hand. “I’ve been reviewing the intel here for the past month. The information is 20 years old, as you know, but I’ve found a few interesting sites.” He uses the holobox’s small holographic display and brings it close to you so you may see. The rest try to butt in to check too, including Kakarot, who seems fascinated by the thing.“This base here is 3 months away with Bulma’s ship, but it was considered the second largest base of the Resistance. It’s an old outpost in a jungle world that the Saiyans used as staging grounds for planetary invasion. It’s quite a distance away from Cold Empire space, so I’d wager many thought it was a good spot to hide.”“3 months…” Bulma says. “We’d be gone for at least half a year.”“Yes.” Kalabash replies. “But if there’s any place that’s going to be populated by a large number of Saiyan warriors, it’s this one.”You look at Bulma. “Is it possible to further improve the spacebase’s engines to make this trip faster?”“Yeah, given time.” She replies.Kalabash presses the next button a few times. “Then there’s this base here.” You see another planet, this one seems like some sort of flat world, full of steppes and savannahs. “A farming outpost 1 month away, it made food for the cells around itself.”Nappa caresses his mustache. “Farming? Then it must’ve been mostly non-combatants, right?”Kalabash nods. “And a few warriors as guards.”“And why wouldn’t it be as populated as the base you mentioned earlier?”“It’s far less defensible, and far closer to the Cold Empire.” Kalabash says. “We may get there and simply find out that everyone’s dead.”A grim prospect, you’ve had enough burials for a lifetime. “Anything else?”“Nothing worth months of travel time.” He replies.“Very well, we’ll…”>”… prepare for an expedition to the old outpost likely to be populated by Saiyan warriors, 3 months away.”>”… prepare for an expedition to the farming colony likely to be populated by non-combatants, 1 month away.”>”… hold off for now, I’d rather wait for Kalabash to find better targets.”==== SITUATION 4: CAPSULE CORP.’S R&D PRIORITIES ====“Fourth, in regards to Capsule Corp.’s development focus.”Bulma proudly steps up, bringing up large holo-imagery using her newly developed, shiny wristpad. “That’s my cue. Bear in mind I only have space in my agenda for two projects. They’ve all been planned for a 3 month development time.”An image of an engine pops up, with various details and specifications. “This beauty here should help improve the speed of our ship to 3 times the current rate.”Turles’ eyes widen. “It can’t be, we’re already faster than most other craft in the galaxy.”“I’m sure Frieza and Zar’Ann don’t have the most competent science teams, considering their usual modus operandi of killing anyone who disagrees with them.”“I… I guess not.”
The image of the scout ships that came to Earth pops up. “Next! The repair of the scout ships. This would provide us with 3 other ships for our use. Smaller than the spacebase of course, but I can equip them with similar engines and a few attack pods each. They’d be…” She thinks for a moment. “Around twice as fast as the spacebase, more or less.”“Should we be separating our crew considering the risks?” Raditz asks.“I don’t know!” Bulma says eagerly. “That you guys’ decision.”“Just having them would let us be more flexible if needed.” You say. “Sending different squads to different spots may prove to be a big boon.”“Not only that.” Nappa butts in. “But they can also be brought with us for support, them being faster means they could provide a quicker link to Earth.”“Our spacebase could then actually behave as a sort of forward operating base.” Raditz indicates. “With the scout ships letting us travel between the two.”“That would be extremely useful…” You recognize.“Nnnext!” Bulma says with no little fanfare. An image of the spacebase with zoomed in rooms appears. “More components to kit out our spacebase! I would add a bunker room, so that weaker people can get in there and wait out nasty battles. Even if the spacebase crashes and burns around it, it’ll hold. Not just that, I could also improve the gravity room to provide increased pressure levels, improving training outcomes in general. Right now, I’m expecting you guys to plateau at around 50.000, this would increase the upper limit to 100.000.”Most of your crew stands there agape at the numbers she just stated. Calava fights her hangover to speak out. “We can reach those power levels?!”“I mean, look at Vegeta.” Nappa says, pointing at you with his thumb. You could already feel that your power level would increase even further when you recovered fully. Your battle with Tavovaz was fierce.“50.000 looks pretty far off for most of us as is…” Kalabash says. “Maybe our resources would be better spent elsewhere.”“But our training becoming more efficient as a whole means we’d get there faster with the improved room.” Says Raditz as he caresses his ponytail in contemplation.“It’d be nice to not depend on almost dying to increase our strength.” Turles says.“Understood.” You say. “What else do you have?”“Space communications!” She says proudly. “We could communicate back and forth with Earth by applying hyperspeed principles to our data packets…” She notices the confused stares. “We’d be able to hold live conversations with Earth from reaaally far away.”“What about the other things you mentioned to me earlier? The bionic arm and medical injector for our armors?”“Those are personal projects, they’ll be done when they’re done.”Bulma’s resources can only be stretched to include 2 of these research projects in the near future. No one has much else to say, all 4 projects would be useful, but priorities have to be laid out, a good synergy between them would be best.
“Alright, we’ll go for...”>”…the improved engines.” Going 3 times faster across space would provide a huge boon. 3 months.>”…repairing the scout ships.” More ships, more flexibility. 3 months.>”…the bunker room and improved training grounds in the spacebase.” We must increase our strength. 3 months.>”… improved space communications.” We’d be able to communicate with Earth live. 3 months.Let us decide on these matters, then we’ll decide on our next proper expedition depending on our priorities.You may also>write-in another proposal that could be done now or later. QM will keep it in mind. (Yes senzu bean anon, I gotchu)
Fuck I forgot my trip, it's me.
>>6407661>>6407661> Diplomacy the Queen.> Avoid the Cold Empire for now. > The One Month expedition.> Engines/Power for durability and gravity training. > Speed of the ships.> Speak with Kakarot about any odd techniques for communication he or the humans may know of. (For the record, I'm talking Telepathy. Make it standard training. Roshi has known it since DB, Goku should at the least know of it. Someone skilled enough like King Kai can use it over vast distances to speak - but we see Guru manage this over a planetary distabxe at least, so it isn't just a "godly" thing. Let's avoid overloading Bulma's workload in excess and try to find workarounds for some problems on our own.)
>>6407658>>”…keep an aggressive mindset. Zar’Ann must be defeated just like Frieza if she is going to threaten us and Earth with violence.”We've already tried a diplomatic overture, and she sent ships after us to try and destroy us. At best I think we'll have to bloody her nose some more to bring her to the table.>>”…avoid heading into Cold Empire space at all, we are not ready.”I think trying to turn some of the Frieza Force soldiers is a good idea, but as weak as we are in comparison, why would they risk it? We must grow stronger.>>”… prepare for an expedition to the old outpost likely to be populated by Saiyan warriors, 3 months away.”If possible, perhaps we can hit the farming outpost on the way back to Earth?>>6407661>>”…the improved engines.” Going 3 times faster across space would provide a huge boon. 3 months.>>”…repairing the scout ships.” More ships, more flexibility. 3 months.>write inPerhaps the Z fighters should be persuaded to increase their numbers? There were quite a few weaker Earthlings that came up in DB and DBZ that might have some potential, and I don't doubt that they might could use a few extra fighters considering the heat we may attract from the Cold Empire and the Pirates.
> Diplomacy the Queen.> Avoid the Cold Empire for now.> The One Month expedition.> Engines/Power for durability and gravity training.> Speed of the ships.> Speak with Kakarot about any odd techniques for communication he or the humans may know of. (For the record, I'm talking Telepathy. Make it standard training. Roshi has known it since DB, Goku should at the least know of it. Someone skilled enough like King Kai can use it over vast distances to speak - but we see Guru manage this over a planetary distabxe at least, so it isn't just a "godly" thing. Let's avoid overloading Bulma's workload in excess and try to find workarounds for some problems on our own.)All this works
>>6407697+1, all this seems sound. We’re not in a position to negotiate with Zar’Ann yet, we have nothing to offer beyond being pests, she’d squash us the second she got the chance.
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>>6407701This for the fact of getting us telepathy communication
==VOTE CLOSED==There's a bunch of 1 post ID anons. HrmmmStill, as I mentioned this is not a clear cut plan for the future, but rather a way to gauge where you guys want to go next, and what you want to do with what you already have. So I won't worry too much about it.=PIRATE QUEENDOM=>Diplomacy with Zar'Ann>>6407677>>6407726>>6407701>>6407831>Aggressive mindset with Zar'Ann>>6407697>>6407714>>6407797Conclusion: While establishing some sort of diplomatic ties with Zar'Ann is now part of our plan, we will do so very cautiously and if the opportunity arises, and we will revert to an aggressive posture if we are threatened.=COLD EMPIRE=Unanimous win for>avoiding the Cold Empire=POSSIBLE EXPEDITION TARGET=>4 votes in favor of expedition to the farming outpost. 3 for the bigger one with more warriors.Conclusion: We'll reach some compromise as to how we'll do this, maybe hitting the farming outpost on the way back to Earth could be feasible. We will have one opportunity to hit up the farming outpost before our research projects are completed (the spacebase upgrades won't require for the spacebase to stay at Earth, just Bulma to be near it)=RESEARCH=Clear win for improved ship engines.4 votes for bunker and improved training room, 3 for scout ship repair. Conclusion: Improved ship engines and bunker/training room win. BUT I'll let you guys add the scout ship repair IF Turles remains at Earth to repair them for the next 3 months. (We'll vote it later).
=WRITE-INS=> Speak with Kakarot about any odd techniques for communication he or the humans may know of. (For the record, I'm talking Telepathy. Make it standard training. Roshi has known it since DB, Goku should at the least know of it. Someone skilled enough like King Kai can use it over vast distances to speak - but we see Guru manage this over a planetary distabxe at least, so it isn't just a "godly" thing. Let's avoid overloading Bulma's workload in excess and try to find workarounds for some problems on our own.)Didn't realize this, but anyone who's trained with King Kai probably has telepathy, which includes all the Z-Fighters and Piccolo (Though Piccolo probly already had it since King Piccolo did too).The restriction I'll slap on this is that you'll have to either be trained by King Kai OR become dedicated to training in one of the martial arts schools of Earth (like Turtle School). The former will probably be far less time consuming.>Perhaps the Z fighters should be persuaded to increase their numbers? There were quite a few weaker Earthlings that came up in DB and DBZ that might have some potential, and I don't doubt that they might could use a few extra fighters considering the heat we may attract from the Cold Empire and the Pirates.Haven't read DB in a long time so not sure who those are, if you got names drop em so I can include them in a possible training montage later on and add them as characters. Now to anser the write-in: I consider that only masters can teach the martial arts schools proper (so the techniques like Kamehameha and stuff like that), but the concept of giving basic ki training to more people could be brought up to the other Z-Fighters. In canon, Tien seems more dedicated to martial arts, Yamcha and Krillin less so as they train less and less and get other jobs (Yamcha becomes a baseball player again and Krillin's a cop if I remember right), Master Roshi doesn't seem to teach anyone else during DBZ or Super.Conclusion: Training more humans to use basic ki stuff is possible (Videl learns rather quick), but we will have to convince the available Z-Fighters to do so. If we want relatively powerful warriors, we will have to get the masters of martial arts schools in on it. The available Z-Fighters, if also convinced to further their training and dedicate their lives to it, may become masters in their own right. Update will come later today or tomorrow depending on how much time I can spare.
You state your conclusions to your crew. The general agreement seems to be that it’s a good enough set of plans for now. The bigger debate pops up in regards to the research priorities, there are arguments for and against both the improve training room and the repair of the scout ships.As the argument goes on. Turles raises a hand. “If I stay at Earth and dedicate myself to repairing the scout ships along with Dr. Brief, I think we’ll be able to pull off 3 of the projects.”Bulma agrees. “Turles has more knowledge about spaceship technical stuff than my dad or me. Since the scout ships just need repairs, I think he could pull it off.”“We’ll consider it.” You say.You then look at Kakarot. “When we were attacked at the ship, I was contacted by… someone. In my mind. Do you know who?”“Oh uh…” Kakarot scratches the tip of his mouth. “That was probably King Kai.”“An earthling martial arts master?” You ask.“No, not really… It’s a pretty long story, actually. He’s kind of like a guardian of this side of the galaxy?”“Guardian of the galaxy?” Nappa raises an eyebrow. “Never heard of anything like that.”“Just this sector!” Kakarot specifies. “Anyway, he’s got his own planet in the plane of the dead.”“The plane of the dead?” You ask, stupefied. “What does that mean?”“As I said, it’s a pretty long story.”You sigh. “Well, could he teach me how to do that? Speak to other people through their minds?”Kakarot thinks for a bit. “I guess so? You’d have to die to go see him though…”“Die?” You ask, even more stupefied than before. The rest seem almost as dumbfounded at these strange news, except Piccolo and Raditz, seems like they knew something about it already.Calava chuckles. “Sounds like a shitty bargain to me.”“You can also ask my master to teach you!” Kakarot says, you can almost see the lightbulb turn on on top of his head. “Oh… But you’d probably require years of training.” He struggles to think of more options, then shrugs.“Whatever, we’ll keep it in mind. Telepathy sounds like a good way to communicate and take some weight off Bulma’s shoulders.”She smiles at you when you say that. You look away to avoid blushing in front of your men.“Anyhow, next topic.” You say, then look to Kakarot once more. “The lack of security on Earth is also worrying. Can’t you and your people train more warriors?”Piccolo chuckles. Kakarot replies, “Train? Well… On Earth it’s mostly martial art masters who do the training.”Raditz nods. “Earthlings are not prone to be warriors like we are, and their power level is extremely low.”“I was able to train Bulma rather well.” You say. “And she’s improved quite quickly too.”She proudly nods.“Extremely quickly, I’d say.” Piccolo indicates. “It took Goku many years of intense training to reach that point.You see her puff herself up even more.
Raditz takes his only hand to his chin. “That’s something we should investigate. How’d she reach such a high power level? The earthling upper limit is supposed to be at around 200.”Calava taps her foot and looks at Raditz. “From what I saw, the rest of your earthling buddies have grown far, far past that point too.”“We also thought that the Saiyan upper limit was around my former power level.” You say. “And it’s quite clear I’ve blown past that, and every other Saiyan here is on track to do so as well, even though their starting strength was rather low.”Bulma brings up her own hypothesis. “We shouldn’t forget who taught me!” She wraps an arm around your shoulders. “That may be an exponential factor.”Piccolo looks at the two of you, a bit perplexed. “Perhaps. That, and also the threats we were faced with.”Raditz speaks once more. “So, while Saiyans have a far easier time growing in strength, earthlings could also grow far past their limits if given a proper teacher, training infrastructure, and threats to face.”Nappa sits down and brings a palm to his forehead. “Man, power levels really are bullshit, aren’t they?” “In any case, would your men be willing to train more earthlings?” You direct the final question to Kakarot.“Uh…” His constant doubting is another thing you find irksome about the Saiyan. “I guess? But it’s not like training is their entire lives, they have jobs and other stuff to do. Yamcha’s a mechanic and plays baseball. Krillin works as a security guard. And Tien… I don’t know what he does, actually.”“How is that relevant?”“It’s relevant because they need to make money to earn a living?”“Well how do you earn a living?”“Heh.” He chuckles. Bulma crosses her arms and gives a big sigh. So Capsule Corp. is probably paying for most of it.You shake your head and cross your arms. “Earth has to step up its game. It should be financing an entire army of ki-trained warriors to stand against its foes. It can’t just rely on a small squad of particularly powerful ones.”“I’ll talk to the guys about it.” He finally says.“Good.” You say, moving on. “Now we must decide what we should do next as a crew.”“We should clear up if I’m staying behind or not on our next mission.” Turles says. “If I stay, I’ll have the 3 scout ships operational within 3 months. If I don’t, we won’t. Your choice, Prince.”“Let’s see…”>”Turles stays and repairs the scout ships.” He will also dedicate time to training.>”Turles comes with us.”“I’d like to hear proposals as to what our next operation should be.” You say. “Let’s stick a time limit to it. We should be back within 3 months in order to gather the results of Capsule Corp.’s research.”
Rasha raises his hand. “I would propose seeking parlay with Queen Zar’Ann in a neutral location of our choosing. Perhaps we could find someone who would be able to offer this to the Queen if we return to Sadala Station and explore its nearby star systems. It should easy to return within the given time window.”Nappa shakes his head. “Not a good idea. We don’t know if they’re back at Sadala Station by now. And she sent these scout ships with powerful pirates in them. She has it out against us for sure.”Turles butts in. “Pirate operations are usually not centralized. We don’t know if it was her who ordered this, or if Tavaz and Tavoz decided to follow us by themselves.”“Still, we took a station from her and grievously wounded one of her captains.” Nappa retorts. Turles just nods.“That’s one. The other one would be our expedition to the farming outpost. It’s a month away, so we’d have a month to do anything we need to do there before coming back.”Everyone agrees. Kalabash has already laid out what we might find there, so all that remains is going.Piccolo stares at you. “And…” You say. “Namek. I promised Piccolo I would take him there.”Kalabash steps forward. “Namek is about a month away from Earth give our spacecraft’s current speed.”Calava seems rather frustrated. “We don’t have time to do tourism!” She says. “If you promised him something like that, then just give him a scout ship when they’re done!”Piccolo crosses his arms. “Hmph. I’ve been at the ‘power level’ you required of me for 3 months. You’d have me wait 3 more?”“We do owe him.” Raditz says.“Why are you on his side?!” Calava retorts at him with an elevated tone.“What’s wrong with you? He helped save you and Kalabash at Vertes!” Raditz spits back.This clearly isn’t about Piccolo. “Enough!” You yell, throwing a hand to the side. “This is my decision to make.”They both go quiet, stop facing each other and look away. Guess Raditz didn’t go for it today after all.Piccolo hides a low laugh with a hand after witnessing the scene. “Don’t get me wrong, I won’t hold it against you if you have me wait a while more. This isn’t just self-centered wish of mine, I just believe this may be the best time to do it, while we are still relatively well hidden from outside forces and don’t have foes pursuing us everywhere we go. I wouldn’t want to put my home planet at risk when I visit it.”He straightens up. “I do honestly believe that what I could find on Namek would be of great use to me, and thus to all of us.”Time to choose what you’ll likely spend the next 3 months doing:>Go on a ‘diplomatic’ mission to Sadala Station, seeking audience on neutral grounds with Zar’Ann.>Go to the Saiyan farming settlement, searching for more Saiyans to join your cause, or things they may have left behind.>Go to Namek in order to fulfil your promise to Piccolo.>Write-in. (Writeins for this one will be more restricted, since it'll decide what we're doing for a long while).
>>6408094>”Turles stays and repairs the scout ships.” He will also dedicate time to training>Go to the Saiyan farming settlement, searching for more Saiyans to join your cause, or things they may have left behind.
>>6408093>>”Turles stays and repairs the scout ships.” He will also dedicate time to training.>>6408094>>Go to the Saiyan farming settlement, searching for more Saiyans to join your cause, or things they may have left behind.I'd like to hit the settlement then Namek in the same run, but I'll suppose we could do Namek next in either case, then we'd be able to make the trip to the warrior outpost in 1 month with our upgraded engines.As to increasing the Z fighters numbers...It's been a very long time since I've immersed myself in DB or DBZ, but here goes.Hercule, obviously. Yajirobes lazy ass if he could be convinced, I suppose. Yamu and Spopovitch could conceivably be snagged before getting taken by babidi, not sure how strong they'd be without the enhancements, but obviously they'd have some ability at least.I used chatgpt to drudge up a list of minor martial artists and the like since I couldn't remember any of their names. It wasn't overly helpful.Nam, King Chappa, Pamput, the son of Bora named Upa came up as suggestions.Not sure if there many survivors of the RR army still kicking around that might could be inducted, I know one anon is wishing for Captain Yellow. Might be some inspiration there. I think there was a Samurai or Ninja guy named Murasaki. I'll go digging through the wiki to see if I can find a few more suggestions. Also, seems like we might want to host a tournament, or maybe gather the martial arts masters of the world for a conference or something like that. Even Earth could use some nameless mooks of low to middling ability I'd say.
>>6408229Heres a few that might be worth looking at,https://dragonball.fandom.com/wiki/Murasaki_Brothershttps://dragonball.fandom.com/wiki/Antoine_the_Greathttps://dragonball.fandom.com/wiki/Doskoihttps://dragonball.fandom.com/wiki/Gregorhttps://dragonball.fandom.com/wiki/Jewelhttps://dragonball.fandom.com/wiki/Caronihttps://dragonball.fandom.com/wiki/Olibuhttps://dragonball.fandom.com/wiki/Pintarhttps://dragonball.fandom.com/wiki/Sky_Dragonhttps://dragonball.fandom.com/wiki/Udohttps://dragonball.fandom.com/wiki/Wild_Tigerhttps://dragonball.fandom.com/wiki/Pintar
QM for some Earth fighters, there's a couple good one's. Upa, Nam, King Chappa and some of the fighters in the og tournaments are probablt worth grabbing. King Chappa would need convincing I imagine but he was the real deal.Pamput someone else suggested but he'd probably work - he's a lil arrogant though.>>6408094 #>”Turles stays and repairs the scout ships.” He will also dedicate time to training>Go to the Saiyan farming settlement, searching for more Saiyans to join your cause, or things they may have left behind.
>>6408094>>6408197+1 to these! More saiyans!
>>6408197>>6408229>>6408271>>6408289Turles stays and we go out to find more Saiyans.Thanks for the possible human fighters. I'll check em out when we start dealing with our possible earthling "army".If you have find any fanart images of Saiyans you'd like me to use, put them here in the thread (link or attached to the post). I've already got plenty but you can never have enough.
This update may take a bit longer as I gotta work on the content for the Saiyan farming colony. Might skip update today and post it tomorrow.
“We’ll go to the Saiyan farming settlement, we need more of our kin to join our cause as soon as possible.” You say. Piccolo hides his disappointment well, if he feels any.You look to Turles. “Meanwhile, you’ll stay here and work on the 3 scout ships.” He simply nods. The crew starts talking among each other about preparations.“I wanna go!” You hear the voice of Rokka. Your entire crew looks up and is surprised to see the young Saiyan floating up in the air. She hid her power level using the earthling’s technique.“Rokka!” Gisa yells. “Go back home this instant!”“No!” The girl replies. “I want to go, I have to! I won’t let dad go alone!”“He’s not going alone, Rokka.” Raditz tells her. “We’re all going with them.”“Yeah, don’t worry.” Calava raises a fist, purple ki flowing through it. “We’ll make sure nothing happens to him.”Kalabash tries to catch her, but she dashes away. “Rokka, come back here!”Nappa takes a spot by your side. “She’s real plucky. Maybe we could take her with us, leave her at the ship?”You’re watching the scene unfold as your crew tries to catch the girl. She is only 10, but is rather plucky. If she were to come, she could train with your crew and use the gravity machine. Children grow in strength faster than adults, so bringing her along would lead to exponential growth.“Bad idea, Prince Vegeta.” Turles also took a spot near you, keeping his voice down so she doesn’t hear. “She’s clever, lots of potential in the girl, but you shouldn’t take kids with you on missions like this, even if they’d stay at the spacebase. Leave her here and I’ll keep her working on the ships.”“You’d train her as well?”“Depends on who’d stick around Earth. Kakarot and Piccolo would do a better job than me, that’s for sure.”After a short pursuit, Rokka lands right at your feet, taking a knee in a show of respect. “Prince Vegeta, please let me go with you on this trip!”Kalabash lands behind her and grabs her by the shoulders. “Please forgive her insolence, Prince.” He looks to Rokka. “Go home, we will speak later.” The girl returns home, clearly crestfallen. After making sure her daughter doesn’t return, Gisa stands near her husband and bows in respect.You wait for Rokka to be out of earshot, then look to the couple. “Are you sure you don’t want her to come?” The two seem surprised at the suggestion.“Huh? Why would you want her to come?” Kalabash says.“She’s got guts, and potential.” Nappa replies. “We could keep her safe.”Gisa objects. “She’s just 10! If something happened to her…”“We’re Saiyans.” Nappa replies. “Battle’s in our blood. The girl should be with Saiyans.” He gives the earthlings nearby a look. Bulma’s talking with Kakarot and Piccolo. “She’ll grow faster than any of us would.”“Rokka isn’t a weapon!” Gisa exclaims, looking at Nappa with a furrowed brow. “She’s my daughter!”Nappa lifts his hands. “Hey, that’s not what I’m saying.”
“Gisa…” Kalabash says. “You did tell me that Rokka wasn’t adapting that well to life here. She enjoyed her time with the Namekian, but is uninterested in the earthling way of life. She wants to be with other Saiyans. Can we really take that away from her?”The Saiyan woman faces her husband. “She’s too young, Kal…”“She’s a warrior.” Calava approaches your group. “I saw it when I trained with her this past month. She has the look of someone who wants to fight. She wants to be with us.”Gisa shakes her head. “I just don’t want her to get hurt. Give her a few more years to train!”Turles looks at you. He is clearly still of the opinion of keeping her at Earth.Taking her would be dangerous, as any space travel is nowadays. But it is true that the girl would have more potential than most other Saiyans in your crew, were you to give her a chance to come, she could grow strong very quickly, it would be the Saiyan way.>”Let her come, Gisa. I swear to keep her safe.”>”She is too young. She stays here with her mother and Turles.”>Write-in.Pics of Rokka and Gisa:>>6403825>>6403823After this we have one more post dealing on who's coming, then we're heading out.
>>6408479>>”Let her come, Gisa. I swear to keep her safe.”
>”She is too young. She stays here with her mother and Turles.”> Set a benchmark for the girl. A power level of 8,000... and she must find a master here to teach her a martial art. Something you have learned well is how important skill and technique are now; better she get started young if she is to be a true warrior. She can probably find one of the Earthlings willing to do so - the short one or the long maned warrior seem of the right disposition to accept.Throwing Krillin or Yamcha at her. She's just too unskilled and not strong enough. If she wants to be included, she needs to prove herself. Otherwise we're just crippling ourselves.
>>6408560+1 to this. Saiyans are a rare thing these days, their children even more so. No way are we taking a kid on this trip.Maybe we should set a minimum age, too? Don’t want her blitzing past any limit we set too quickly and ending up with a child soldier.
>>6408560>>6408589Since I got some time to write today, I'll close the vote. She stays and we set a training requirement.
“She is too young. She stays here with her mother and Turles.” You see Gisa smile the instant you start talking, Turles sighs in contentment and Kalabash, Nappa and Calava accept your order without issue.“But, since she is so intent on coming with us, tell her that she can if she reaches a power level of 8.000. That ought to keep her busy for a while.”Kalabash smiles. “8.000… She’d be stronger than her old man.”“Not if you keep up with your training and fight bravely.” You reply. “Go prepare, I must speak with Kakarot.” Your warriors head back home to prepare their things for the upcoming trip, Gisa seems rather jubilant knowing her child stays with her.You approach Kakarot, Piccolo and Bulma. Your mate and fellow Saiyan are sharing a lively conversation about life on Earth and Kakarot’s son. Piccolo comes closer to you.“So the girl stays.” Piccolo says.“You were listening in on us?”“Well, her mother seems rather happy, and she was adamant about her not leaving the planet, so I’m guessing her viewpoint won the day.”“You’d make a great detective.” You half-joke. “She will have to grow stronger if she wants to come with us. I set her a minimum of 8.000 before she can go on a mission.”Piccolo lets out a low chuckle. “Hmph. If that promise of yours is as trustworthy as the one you gave to me, that girl might as well start planting crops.”You stare at him. “Have I offended you?”“Not at all, even I am capable of jests.” Piccolo replies. “But since the girl is not coming with you, and you made her a promise. I will help her fulfil her part of the bargain. I am staying here to train her.”“I already put Turles in charge of her training.”“He’ll be busy with your ships, won’t he? Don’t worry about it, my training regimens are quite strict. The girl enjoys them too, must be that Saiyan blood thing you bunch keep talking about.”“Very well, Rokka will do as she wishes anyway.” You reply.Finally, Kakarot and Bulma’s conversation ends. She gives you a kiss on the cheek, whips out her phone and starts calling someone while flying off to your house.“Hey Vegeta. Good planning session there, huh?”“I like hearing what my men have to say.”“Man, just hearing you guys talk about all those dangerous aliens and folks that need rescuing got me pumped.” He punches his palm. “Still willing to let me go with you?”“What about your wife and child?”“Ah, no way Chi-Chi will want to come, and I don’t want to put Gohan in danger.”“What I meant is if you’re fine to be away from them for 3 whole months.”“Sure!” He gives a thumbs-up. “Truth is, I’ve seen how strong you and your guys have grown, and yet you still talk about how much more powerful those people out there in space are. I couldn’t forgive myself if I just hunkered down and didn’t improve myself enough to protect my home.”“I’ll be training Gohan then.” Piccolo says. “You bet.” Kakarot says, bringing up a fist, which Piccolo bumps with a long sigh.
“Oh! Maybe I’m going a bit too far by supposing you’ll just let me go with you, huh?” He scratches the back of his head with a nervous smile. “Sorry about that.” His stare turns serious and he lets out a smile. “Will you let me come with you on your mission, Vegeta?” You see his energy swirl and come out of hiding, a white ki surrounds him and makes the wind rush around. You see members of your crew who remained nearby dart around to check who is the source of that strength. A power level of 20.000. You see Nappa’s jaw hangs open in self-disappointment, he was still nearby talking with Raditz about something or other.Kakarot is a powerful warrior, the second strongest Saiyan in the universe as far as you’re aware. He would be a great addition to your crew’s strength, and it’s not like Earth is currently on anyone’s radar, that would be you specifically. Still, maybe you’d rather be safe than sorry, even if it means that Kakarot will not grow as much as a warrior.>”You may come with us.”>”No, stay at Earth and make sure it’s safe.”>Write-in.
>>6408612>”You may come with us.”Space carrot
>>6408612>>”You may come with us.”Perhaps his presence will spur on our fellow Saiyans to train harder?
>>6408612>”You may come with us.”
>>6408671>>6408683>>6408699>>6408707Kakacarrot cake is coming with us
“You may come with us.” You reply. “Pack your things and say your goodbyes to you family. We’ll be leaving very soon.”His eyes beam with delight. “Yes! Space adventures, here we come!” You watch him fly up, waving you and everyone else goodbye, then he faces away and booms into the skies.“Is he always this way?” You ask Piccolo. You didn’t interact with Kakarot much beyond a few fights, and he’d shown himself to be a far more serious Saiyan back then. Then again, he was unsure if you were a threat to Earth or not.“Yeah.” Piccolo replies. “It only gets worse from there.” He says, watching him go. “I’m going to tell Rokka we’ll be training together.”“How’d she do in training?” You ask.“Pretty good. Surprisingly ruthless for a kid, she’s toughening up Gohan and her little brother.”“Is Kalabash right about her not wanting to be here on Earth?”“’I’d say she’s bored. She’s only got her mother and brother at home, and Gohan and I when training. And Chi-Chi, but that’s just Gohan’s mother. No kids her age in her immediate surroundings, no way to make friends because she does not know earthling culture and is rather unwilling to learn about it.” Piccolo states as matter of fact. “So of course she’s desperate to find alternatives.”“I see.” You’re wondering if this matter may require some sort of solution in the future. No matter, your expedition must take priority for now. “Hopefully having Turles teach her about spaceship repairs might distract her.”“Maybe.” Piccolo then abruptly ends your conversation by walking away.You stretch a moment and see if your body is finally willing to fly, a pain in your chest states quite bluntly that this won’t be the case so you just walk home instead.You find Bulma gathering up her stuff and hard at work on trajectory vectors for the ship plus whatever else needs to get done to get you and your crew to the planet where the farming colony is. You head to the fridge and take a look at what’s inside.“Was Kalabash’s 1 month travel time estimate good?”“Yup.” She says. “We’ll be at Lagat the same day he predicted.”“Lagat?”“Codename Lagat.” She shows you a holo-projection of the planet and the holobox’s datasheet coming from her wristpad. “The reference given to the colony. And to the planet, I guess. Is Lagat some sort of Saiyan thing?”“Not that I’m aware of.” You say, taking orange juice from the fridge and drinking it. “Did Kalabash tell you anything about the name?”“I forgot to ask.” She lets out a ditzy tongue.You shrug as you return the juice to the fridge. “A name’s a name.” You see that she’s still wearing her mechanic’s clothing and still rather dirty with oil and other filth. “Don’t you want to shower?”“Nah, I’m fine. I’d like to tinker with Turles’ spacecraft a little more today.” She says, still furiously typing away at her wristpad.“Is it good?”
“Yes, Turles knows his stuff.” She replies. “Not sure where he learned to make spacecraft though… That doesn’t seem like a very Saiyaney thing.”“With the pirates he was with, maybe.” You gather up some of your own clothes and replacement armor meshes into your own suitcases. “20 years is a long time to learn all kinds of skills.” Your crew takes the next few days to prepare their things, gather up supply containers, and make maintenance checks on the ship. Finally, everything is ready. You gather up all of the Saiyans to pay your respects to the fallen at the Saiyan graveyard before departing, then you all head for Sadala Plaza, the fountain and little park at the center of the village. The Saiyans had given it a name while you were at the hospital.The attack pods designed by Bulma have landed nearby, ready to take you to the ship up in orbit. Everyone’s here to say their goodbyes. Kalabash’s family, of course, with a rather angry Rokka and the tearful Gisa and Oshe. Kakarot’s family has come too, his wife, Chi-chi, while initially pouting angrily, has given way to a hug with sorrowful tears now that her husband is finally departing, Gohan is also quite sad, though he’s holding his own rather well with Piccolo by his side. The Briefs have come too, including Bulma’s sister Tights, who approaches you as you were standing by cross-armed relatively close to them.“Hey Vegeta. Uh…” She fiddles with her thumbs. “I’m sorry about what I said.”“Don’t worry about it, anger has its own voice.” You reply.“Still, I said some pretty mean things then. I called you guys monsters, but it’s not true. Bulma’s told me a lot about you. I think… I think you’ve got good hearts, y’know?”You nod in thanks. “I accept your apology, don’t let this trouble you any further.” You insist.She nods back. “Just one last time, I’m sorry.” She returns to her family and gives her younger sister a big hug.Nappa approaches you. “Man, we ain’t got nobody, huh?” He says with a big smile.“What do you mean?”Nappa points at various groups around the plaza. “Well, Calava’s getting her tearful goodbyes with Kalabash and his family since she’s basically their adopted daughter. Raditz is getting a big hug from Gohan and even exchanging bows with Chi-Chi. And Kakarot and Bulma of course got their own people they’re leaving behind too.”Rasha and Olond walk up to the both of you. “We do have each other, Lord Nappa.” Rasha says. “We should be glad that we go together and mustn’t say goodbyes.”“Damn!” Nappa jumps. “Where’d you two come from?”“The earthlings’ energy hiding technique is quite a gift.” Olond says.“You guys haven’t made much noise since we came back to Earth.” You say.“In truth, we prefer calm lives. We have taken to gardening Earth plants, and spend much of our time with Lord Piccolo in meditation and communion with this planet’s nature.” Rasha states.“The Namekian likes nature?” Nappa asks. “Didn’t know he was the type.”
“His stoney façade is only that, a façade. Though it is sadly required for so many in this galaxy.” Olond says, shaking his head. “We thank you for giving us the opportunity to have a peaceful life, Prince Vegeta.”You raise an eyebrow. “You’re fighting quite a lot though.” You reply.“Of course, but we do so in order to keep our peace-lives going.” Olond says.“This galaxy is full of battle and death, let ours be for the sake of defending something we truly appreciate.” Rasha continues. “Many do not have that blessing.”Bulma approaches your group. “All systems green, captain. Ready to go when you are.”You step to the center of the plaza. “Crew, gather up!”You watch as a line of 8 people clad in Capsule Saiyan armor and scouters take formation. Though Kakarot and Bulma are not exactly taking a disciplined stance. The rest of the Saiyans keep their feet tight together, their arms to their sides, and their tails wrapped around them as a belt. Nappa, with a power level of 12.086. Your most steadfast warrior, and friend.Raditz, with a power level of 10.619. Friend of the earthlings, but ever loyal to you and your cause.Calava, with a power level of 7.000. Daughter of Taliso, plucky boxer extraordinaire.Kalabash, with a power level of 3.000. Once a member of the resistance, now once more fighting for the Saiyan cause.Rasha, with a power level of 17.000. A tall, lean alien who joined you in order to build a brighter future.Olond, with a power level of 10.000. A small, rotund alien, master of his homeworld’s martial arts.Bulma, with a power level of 500. Your love, and of course Earth’s brightest scientist and engineer.Then finally, Kakarot, with a power level of 20.630. Protector of Earth. The Saiyan armor fits him quite well.“You all know our mission, you all know why we fight. We head off once more to save any fellow Saiyans we may find and bring them into our grand mission!” You lift a fist and your crew does too.“For our people!”“For our people!” The Saiyans yell, except Kakarot.You turn around and walk into your pod. Your crew says their final goodbyes with hugs, kisses and handshakes, then they each fly to their pods.The pods’ thrusters fire up and lift your crew into the air. After piercing Earth’s atmosphere, you arrive at the spacebase. Your crew takes their spots at the bridge, Kakarot curiously looking around the machinery, then looking at the stars with fascination drawn across his face.You look at Bulma, who realizes Turles isn’t here. “All systems are green, we are ready to go, Vegeta.”You throw a hand forward. “We depart!”The starts form into lines around the ship as it enters hyperspeed. Kakarot looks at the scene utterly astonished while Raditz pats his back.
Activity at the bridge dies down now that you are in a steady course to the farming colony, Lagat. Your crew members each head to their rooms to enjoy a bit of free time before lunch. Raditz is still talking with a gushing Kakarot at the end of the bridge, the Saiyan unable to look away from the shooting stars.Nappa approaches you. He adjusts his neck to fit into his mesh and armor a little better. “Vegeta, will you be able to train this month?”“No, Bulma’s watching me, and my body can’t take it anyway. I need to be in good shape by the time we arrive at Lagat.”“Lagat, huh?” He takes a hand to his chin. “I feel like I heard that name before.”“Really, where? It doesn’t sound Saiyan.”He shrugs. “Don’t remember, must’ve been a long time ago.”Oh well. “Have you set the training schedules for the month?”“Of course.” His scouter processes some information and sends it to your own. You open the file.“Rasha and Olond will be meditating, as usual, though I’ve included sparring sessions between them and the rest.” He says. “I’ve also partnered up Calava and Bulma, since they seem to get along now. Then I assigned Raditz to teach Kalabash earthling training methods, the guy will fall too far behind otherwise. Everyone else has a relatively normal schedule. Raditz and I will focus on sparring sessions against Kakarot to ensure we get some value out of him. Here’s my prediction on power level increases, even if they’re bullshit.”=TRAINING RESULTS=>Nappa. 12.086 -> 14.086 (+1.000 base, +1.000 high gravity)>Raditz. 10.619 -> 13.619 (+1.000 base, +1.000 high gravity, +1.000 earthling training methods)>Calava. 7.000 -> 8.500 (+750 base, +750 earthling training).>Kalabash. 3.000 -> 3.750 (+750 base). Learns: earthling training techniques from Raditz which will improve future trainings.>Rasha. 17.000 -> 18.500 (+500 base, +1.000 Piccolo meditation technique)>Olond. 10.000 -> 11.500 (+500 base, +1.000 Piccolo meditation technique)>Kakarot. 20.630 -> 25.630 (+2.000 from base, +2.000 high gravity, +1.000 earthling training techniques)>Bulma. 500 -> 750 (+125 base, +125 earthling training techniques).“Good work Nappa.” You say.“Yup.” Nappa boasts with a fist to his chest. “Getting the hang of this already.”You chuckle as you read his sheet. “Maybe you should learn some earthling training techniques before Raditz overtakes you.”He seems offended at the thought. “No way!” He says. “It’s taking me a while, but I’m developing an actual Saiyan training method! None of that pansy meditation and ki focus, but a truly brutal way to train and fight!”You shrug. “Wouldn’t it be better to know both?”“Nuh-uh.” Nappa shakes a finger side to side. “With my method, you won’t need nothin’ from anyone!”“Whatever, as you wish, but I’ll be thoroughly disappointed if I see my second-in-command surpassed by another one of my underlings due to a stubborn attitude.”
“You bet I won’t let that wimp Raditz get past me!” Nappa raises a fist. You see Raditz give a confused look from the other end of the bridge, then return to dealing with Kakarot.“Anyway…” Nappa says. “I think you can offer someone some proper coaching for the month. Here, open this file.”You open it and see three potential trainees.“Bulma’s one potential trainee. She could break the 1.000 threshold given your help, which will likely result in increased returns for future trainings.” Her sheet closes and another opens. “Kalabash is another option, don’t want him to fall too far behind.” The next sheet to open is Calava’s. “Then there’s Calava. The girl would reach 10.000 with your help, her future training would bring greater results and she’d be able to start using the gravity room properly.”You sit there and ponder your options, tapping your armrest. You see that he’s thinking about something, worried about it, he has a really hard time hiding such things from you. “What is it, Nappa?”“It’s uh… Please don’t take this the wrong way.” He says.You sigh. “Out with it, I will listen to any counsel you give me.”“Bulma… she’s your mate.” He says. “Don’t know if you’re thinking about making her the Princess, but there are… expectations in Saiyan society. Not that anyone in the ship cares, of course! But you know what I mean, we’re going out there to find a whole bunch of Saiyans, some of them may be more uh… immersed in the old ways?”You grimace, your finger tapping faster. “What would they do about it?” You really have no idea, you were just 5 when Frieza took you so your knowledge of the Saiyan ways is relatively sparse beyond the grand ideals.“Challenge her, maybe. Of course you can be her champion, but it’s expected that a Saiyan’s consort be able to defend herself.” He says. “Plus, they’d look at you funny for choosing a weak mate-“ He seeks another word. “-beloved. You are supposed to have the highest position in all of Saiyan society, after all.”“Who can I expect challenges from?” You continue with your questions.“Powerful female Saiyans who wish to be your mate, probably.” He says. “Royalty is not expected to marry for love, but to produce powerful offsprings. All Saiyans are expected to do so, but royals doubly so.”“You think the Saiyans at Lagat will challenge Bulma?”“I don’t know. If you want me to guess, I’d say no. Most of them were non-combatants or low class warriors. Probably not interested in power plays such as these. Saiyans who were once Elites or Super-Elites are the ones I’d expect to do stuff like this.”“So I need to focus on Bulma…” You cross your arms to stop your fingertapping, it starts tapping your arm instead.
“Not you personally, but she should be amplifying her training with a more powerful tutor.” Nappa replies. “Of course, whoever tutors her will have to focus on that rather than their own growth. I’d say their training results would be reduced by half.”Hm. Quite an annoying predicament. You should reform this aspect of Saiyan society, but it’ll be hard to do so until you’ve gathered many Saiyans to your cause, and it would take time anyway. Bulma needs to be safe up until then, you can keep her safe, but it’d be far better if she could keep herself safe.=VEGETA’S TRAINING PARTNER=“I’d like to focus on…>Bulma. +250 increase to values above. Total: 1.000>Kalabash. +750 increase to values above. Total 4.500>Calava. +1.500 increase to values above. Total 10.000>Write-in. You will DUPLICATE the base value of their training. For example, Nappa’s +1.000 base would turn into +2.000, Rasha's +500 base would turn into +1.000.=BULMA’S TUTOR (only if you don’t train her yourself)=If you do not choose Bulma for the past option, would you like to assign someone to training her? She would reach 1.000, same as if she trained with you. She may learn a technique from her tutor.>Kakarot. His training result would reduce to: 23.130 instead of 25.630.>Rasha. His training result would reduce to: 17.750 instead of 18.500.>Olond. His training result would reduce to: 10.750 instead of 11.500.>No one.>Write-in.ZENKAI! After this month your power level will increase because of your near-death experience when you fought Tavovaz the Conqueror!>Roll 1d7000+7000
Rolled 6455 + 7000 (1d7000 + 7000)>>6408977>write inIf I may, perhaps we could combine training/mentoring by Vegeta with Bulma and Nappa? We could explore his Saiyan technique and perhaps refine it, and impart it on Bulma. Her learning Saiyan martial arts would perhaps help with integration as well.
