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>>4991281
”This is it. Today begins a new chapter for the Saiyan race and the galaxy.” You say, throwing an open palm to the air to rouse those around you. Only the Saiyans present seem interested in your speech, good enough. “As we recover our long lost kin, we will form a new army that will stand up on its own, no longer bowing to Frieza.”

First, the obvious five pings are heard from the Saiyans at Earth. A while passes, and no other ping is heard. Soon the silence gets awkward, even the often cool Turles seems to be waiting in anticipation for the first proof of Saiyan life beyond yours.

And then…
Ping, ping, ping, ping, ping.

The silence is not broken by anyone. The sheer tension is bringing even you to the edge. Raditz and Nappa have their mouths agape. Turles is watching you.

Bulma raises a fist to the air. “Yes! I knew it! It works! It works!” She yells.

Nappa and Raditz look to you for guidance. What next?

Saiyans are a persecuted race in the galaxy. Ever since you heard about Frieza’s purge of planet Vegeta, you knew that he wouldn’t leave it there. Some Saiyans wouldn’t have listened to the call, some would’ve defeated the parties sent to hunt them down, some would’ve survived after all these years.

Still, if you weren’t careful, the Frieza force could find out about you, and if they did…
Frieza would send his most powerful against you.

You thought of the Ginyu Force, of Dodoria and Zarbon. The thought sends a shiver through your back and makes your dead eye twitch.

But, if you were careful, you could lose some potential allies.

Turles approaches you. “Prince. As you may know, the Frieza force is patrolling the galaxy at all times. And considering your background with them, they likely have set a good price on your head. Everyone is tracking you down. We have to avoid common travel lanes, take the long way around, keep ourselves in orbit until we know exactly what is going on wherever they are.”

Nappa shakes his head, sitting sideways on a cushioned chair, an arm resting on a table. “Who cares about that?!” He loudly proclaims, “Our comrades are out there getting blasted! The more we wait, the more die, the more soldiers we lose, the closer we are to defeat!”

He clenches a fist and slams the table, doing his best to avoid breaking it. “We get there quick, we smash our enemies, we take the Saiyans and we leg it out of there.”

You look down and cross your arms. Thoughts swirl through your head.

>”Damn the Frieza force! My warriors are in constant danger, we will head out there and find them as swiftly as possible.”
>”We must exercise caution. Take the long way ‘round. Saiyans can defend themselves form these threats. They’ve done so for decades.”
>”Perhaps we shouldn’t head for the first pings we see. Let’s go to a neutral station, where Frieza’s influence is limited and you may not be as well known, and find out information about the Saiyans.”

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>>4991284
Posting the broad rules for the quest:

>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!

This is the initial post, the longer session won't be today!

>>4991284
>”Perhaps we shouldn’t head for the first pings we see. Let’s go to a neutral station, where Frieza’s influence is limited and you may not be as well known, and find out information about the Saiyans.”

>>4991284
> "We'll fight whomever we need, outside of Frieza himself, and damned if we make an entrance doing it! The Saiyan's are nearly extinct and if we decide to sneak about out of concern for our lives, the worse our chances are of finding survivors."

Also, if it's available...

> Make mention of your younger and... well, weaker brother. You'd thought to leave him out of things given his Power Level of one at birth, but after seeing Kakarot, maybe it would be worth it to recover the weakling.

>>4991416
supporting this

>>4991416
Supporting

>>4991284
>We must exercise caution. Take the long way ‘round. Saiyans can defend themselves form these threats. They’ve done so for decades.”

Won't do any good if we're found out too early.

Perhaps we can attract non sayain allies as well?

>>4991542
Counterpoint is that we're stronger or capable of killing all but perhaps the Ginyu Force as it stands. While we need to not jump into fights we can't win, it's still mot a huge danger for us unless Frieza manages to corner us and lock us down at one place.

>>4991563
Well my point being it wouldn't take long for word to get out more than likely, then we'd be proper hunted

>>4991284
>Perhaps we shouldn’t head for the first pings we see. Let’s go to a neutral station, where Frieza’s influence is limited and you may not be as well known, and find out information about the Saiyans.”

>>4991281
>”Perhaps we shouldn’t head for the first pings we see. Let’s go to a neutral station, where Frieza’s influence is limited and you may not be as well known, and find out information about the Saiyans.”
Would be good to see information on the Saiyans from outside of Frieza space, who knows? We might find some good leads.

>>4991416
Going with this mostly because I'm not too worried about Frieza being after us. Just don't fight Frieza himself desu and we should be good. Even if they get sights on us, make sure we don't lead them back to Earth and we're good.

>>4991416
Then we're going with this, but I'm taking into account the caution others wish to show.

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>>4992291
"We'll fight whomever we need, outside of Frieza himself, and damned if we make an entrance doing it!” You say, swiping an arm to the right. Nappa crosses his arms and nods in approval, Raditz throws a fist up in the air, while Turles looks to the front window of the bridge, resting his head on his hand after a sigh.

“The Saiyans are nearly extinct and if we decide to sneak about out of concern for our lives, the worse our chances are of finding survivors." You continue.

The crew nods, except for Bulma, who merely spectates while fiddling around with the ship’s navigational computers. The Namekian has his eyes closed, likely meditating.

An excited Bulma’s eyes shine. “I did it!” She says. “We can enter light speed whenever you say, captain!”

You nod, you turn around and head for your captain’s seat, your cape flowing along with your movement.

As your crew returns to their posts, you sit down and rest your arms. “Enter light speed, we are heading for these life signals!” You throw your arm forward with an open palm.

“Aaand, go!” Bulma says and, with the press of a button, the ship’s fast travel system ignites and after a slow wind-up sound from the engines, its speed increases, the light of the stars slide past the ship. And soon, the engines maintain a humming sound and the ship has entered cruising speed.

You grip the captain’s chair’s armrest. Memories of the past come flowing back. Your father and you, watching the attack pods of your kingdom flying out to conquer other planets.

Last year, you were likely at the lowest point of your life. Your mission failed, near death, flying out with three attack pods containing your broken warriors. By the time you came out of your pods, you could barely stand, forced to receive the aid from the earthlings.

And now, though you are exiled traitors to the dreaded Frieza force, you are about to commence a project that should’ve begun long ago.

You hear the Namekian leaving the bridge, likely heading for his room. Bulma gets up, declaring she’ll be off to take a nap.

Turles turns around to look at you from his chair. “Prince Vegeta, with all due respect.” He says, waiting for your approval.

“Go on.” You reply.

“As you know, we low class Saiyans weren’t kept around by that monster Frieza. We’ve been on the run for decades.” He says. “Our war has to be slow. I’m not saying decades, but I am saying not to jump at every opportunity we have.”

Raditz intervenes. “And the prince has taken your advice, but we can’t meander any longer. The more we wait, the closer Frieza’s army is to finding out about us.” He grips his own armrest. “And if they do… They’ll destroy Earth.”

Nappa lets out a boastful “Heh.” “You two have forgotten what being a Saiyan is all about. We’re not about thinking things through or weaseling our way out of a fight.” He says. “I get what you’re saying, Turles, but if we don’t do things the Saiyan way, then what’s the point of our happy race reunion?”

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>>4992480
Turles sighs. “I’ve already said I’d join your war. I have no reason to return from that.”

Your dead eye notices something in his ki, it seems to swirl and dissipate, dying off into the ship’s atmosphere. Turles’ eyes open wide. It seems as if it was reduced again, just like that. By your account, his power level went down by at least five thousand.

Turles looks at his hands. “No…”

Raditz and Nappa both look, astonished, at the Saiyan.

Raditz gets up. “What the hell is wrong with you?”

Though his power level has reduced, it’s still above 20.000. An angry retort by Turles sends a sweat through Raditz, “Get away!” He says. He looks at you, and you notice fear in his eyes.

He calms down after a few deep breaths. “I’m exhausted from all the work on the ship, that’s all.”

“Being tired doesn’t account for a drop like that.” Nappa says. You’re pleasantly surprised at his newfound mastery of the earthling’s technique.

Nappa’s retort is met by a glare, Turles looks to you. “I’d like to retire to my bedroom for some sleep.”

You were content with watching the scene unfold, you watch your warrior intently. He is clearly nervous when speaking to you, something that wasn’t so just a few months earlier.

>”No, you stay here and tell us exactly what is going on.” You won’t have Turles roam around the ship in this state, and you’d prefer to have your warriors with you.
>”Of course, but you will meet with me, one on one, first.” You’re curious about these sudden drops in power, and would prefer to give Turles the vote of confidence of meeting alone with you.
>”Fine, we will speak of this later.” Perhaps some rest will let Turles clear his mind and you’ll then be able to discuss his issue thoroughly.

>>4991416
As for Tarble, I've noted that we want to tell the crew about him. It'll likely be during the trip.

>>4992482
>”Of course, but you will meet with me, one on one, first.” You’re curious about these sudden drops in power, and would prefer to give Turles the vote of confidence of meeting alone with you.

Ah, seems like the ToM wasn't offering up a permanent boost. Sorta like uber steroids, it gave him that boost, but now he'll likely sink even further than where he started unless he starts actually training.

>>4992482
>>”Of course, but you will meet with me, one on one, first.” You’re curious about these sudden drops in power, and would prefer to give Turles the vote of confidence of meeting alone with you.

>>4992531
Alright, let's go.

>>4992482
>Of course, but you will meet with me, one on one, first.” You’re curious about these sudden drops in power, and would prefer to give Turles the vote of confidence of meeting alone with you.

“Of course, but you will meet me one on one first.” You say, you then get up, turn around and head out of the bridge. Nappa and Raditz wanted to retort, but they said nothing.

Walking through the halls of your ship, you head to your bedroom, which also functioned as an office of sorts. The door slides away from your path, and soon you hear Turles walking out of the hall.

Though you half expected him to bolt for the pod hangar and run, he actually heads towards your room. The door slides open for him, and the two of you are standing only a few meters away from each other, your arms crossed and your stare dead serious.

“Care to explain what’s happening to your power?” You ask. The answer seems obvious, though.

Turles is clearly uncomfortable, his eyes veer off to the side, he watches his raised hand. He sighs. “I guess the fatigue excuse failed.” He says. “The fruit of power that I ate? Its boost seems to be temporary.”

The next question is also obvious. “What was your power level before you ate it?”

Turles seems reluctant to respond. It takes him a few seconds, but he speaks. “3.000.”

Lower than Raditz at his current level. Though Nappa was a super elite at 4.000… How times have changed.

“Were you born at that power level?” You ask, wondering if this warrior would be another proof of the increasing power levels of the Saiyan race.

“No, I’ve conquered a few planets here and there, had a few narrow escapes.” Recounting old memories brings a small smile to his face. “I was born with around 1.000.”

“So you know that a Saiyan’s power can evolve.”

“Yes, it’s apparent. Raditz and Nappa have levels well beyond their warrior classes.”

The thought of your most powerful warrior falling behind is irksome, though you don’t know what you prefer, a rebellious servant with a higher power level than you or one that is barely useful due to his weakness.

“My power level will only decrease until it’s back to 3.000, or maybe even worse.” Turles says. “When the time comes…” Fear begets him. “I’d rather be allowed to leave the crew instead of being killed for my weakness.”

>”I've no intent of killing you, but I’ll allow your leave when the time comes.” Turles could be assigned to other minor tasks and evolve through that.
>”There are ways to train and increase your strength, you will stay with us.” You want to keep Turles in your crew, even in his weakening state.

>>4992667
>”There are ways to train and increase your strength, you will stay with us.” You want to keep Turles in your crew, even in his weakening state.

>>4992667
>"Idiot. There will be no "leave", nor shall you be falling behind. I expect you to begin training at once - to reduce the amount of power you lose, and to keep up once your body has gotten to a constant level. If Raditz can grow to be as powerful as he has, I expect nothing less from you. Besides, "SMIRK "maybe opposing Frieza so openly wasn't such a bad idea afterall. A few near death situations ought to do well at bringing you back to fighting strength."

Had it in mind to have him train with Piccolo but nah.

>>4992667
>There are ways to train and increase your strength, you will stay with us.” You want to keep Turles in your crew, even in his weakening state.

Getting weak or not we have to stick together, he'll simply have to work his ass off.

I'm off for the night, pretty tired today.

Thanks all for participating! We'll continue tomorrow.

>>4992667
>>4992705
I like this but we should also chastise him for being short sight in chasing obvious shortcuts to true power.

We're in a good mood right now and he's got non combat skills so he can stay with Bulma and guard the ship, keep the chief engineer safe.

>>4992667
>”There are ways to train and increase your strength, you will stay with us.” You want to keep Turles in your crew, even in his weakening state.

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”There are ways to train and increase your strength, you will stay with us.” You say.

Turles can’t hide his surprise, he looks at you in the eyes, but his expression eventually relaxes, with a now relaxed smile, he speaks, “Well, that’s not what I expected.”

You smile back. “My father had a repute.”

“He killed a few of my comrades for failing when conquering planets.” His smile wanes and he looks down, the thoughts seeming miserable for him. “Even though they had their reasons, to him weakness was inexcusable.”

The more you think back to it, the more you believe he was a fool. Had he only trained and developed his strength, then perhaps the Saiyan race could’ve stood up to Frieza. Instead it all lies in space dust.

“This does not mean that they pardon you for your weakness.” You say. “You tried to take a shortcut to power, perhaps you could’ve defeated me and taken the Earth’s life for yourself. Perhaps you could’ve done that with a hundred more planets and conquered the galaxy. Yet why would it matter when a year of bad luck could easily send you down to a puny level of 3.000?” You continue.

You close your eyes. “There is no shortcut to real strength. Only training and fighting. The bug planet where I almost died proved as much to me. The things I’ve seen on Earth proved it as well.”

He nods. “What’s the plan for me then?”

“You train and grow stronger. That is your debt to me, as Prince of all Saiyans, for being the weakest.”

Filled with emotion, he grips his fist and raises it. “Yeah!” He says, a devious smile appearing on his face. “I’ll show you I can be part of the super-elite, Prince Vegeta!”

Super elite? You think of the concept, run aground after Raditz’ Saiyan power unlocked in Rekar. So easily he reached Nappa’s level and all thoughts of a Saiyan’s ‘eliteness’ seemed to dissipate.

Simply put, all Saiyans could be super elites and beyond, your strength was limitless.

“Now leave.” You tell Turles. “I’m going to rest for a few hours.”

Turles nods. “Yes, prince.” He replies, and you hear the door slide open and close as you turn around to head for your chair.

You sit in the cushioned seat, turning the chair around and looking at the stars flying by the ship. As time passed by, you let your elbow on the armrest and use your fist as accommodation for your head. Your lids open and close repeatedly and soon, sleep takes you.

Weeks pass by as the ship travels to the area where the pings were located. Each day, Bulma confirmed that they did not move from their solar system.

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>>4993221
As routine settled in, something rummaged in your thoughts. You noticed that regular training was good enough to maintain your levels, the same was true for your warriors and the Namekian. Still, there was more training than fighting to the Saiyan life. Could there be ways to make it more profitable?

And so, you saw Bulma at the canteen and spoke with her.

Arms crossed, looking regal with your suit of armor, you speak to the blue-haired genius. “Are there ways to strain our bodies further in training?”

She was having a salad, not paying much attention to you until you asked the question. With a bite of it and the fork still inside her mouth, she’s obviously scrambling her thoughts around. “Well…” She ponders, taking the fork out of her mouth and moving it around. “I guess you could add weight on top of you, you guys are pretty light on your feet, being able to fly and all.” Something sparks in her eyes as she says that. “Hey, you know, being in this ship is pretty boring. How about you teach me how to fly?”

You let out a loud tch. “You can’t even throw a fist powered by your ki and you’re expecting to swirl it around well enough to fly?!” You shake your head. “But that wasn’t my question. We can’t be adding tons of equipment as additional weight to the ship, we barely have space for it.”

“Well, weight is relative in accordance to…” She shuts her mouth, a devious grin appearing on her face. “I’ll tell you if you teach me how to fly.”

A vein almost pops on your head, were it not for the fact that the two of you are alone… Though she did seem to keep her snarky ways to these moments, perhaps she knew you’d have to chastise her if she did these things in front of your warriors? She is the smartest earthling after all.

>”Fine, I’ll teach you how to fly, but the road is long and arduous.” Maybe something could come from this. Though her level is so absurdly low that it’ll likely take a long time before any result is shown. Time that could be spent on your own training. Still, isn't it important to learn how to teach?
>”We have Frieza on our tails and you want me to waste my time teaching you?! Someone else will do it for me.” That’s not exactly what Bulma wants, and you may strain your developing relationship, but there’s bigger matters at hand. You have to train at your own level as much as you can.
>”I don’t think you’ll do well with ki training, there’s a lot of fighting involved, you know?” If you press that point, she’ll probably feel overwhelmed by the thought of training, but also be pretty disappointed for a while. Who knows? Perhaps she does have some hidden talent for fighting...

===

Didn't forget about you, anon from thread 4. There's a surprising amount of Bulma with saiyan armor art, most of it is pretty mediocre, but eh, a few good ones here and there for a possible trained Bulma.

>>4993223
>”Fine, I’ll teach you how to fly, but the road is long and arduous.” Maybe something could come from this. Though her level is so absurdly low that it’ll likely take a long time before any result is shown. Time that could be spent on your own training. Still, isn't it important to learn how to teach?

I can't think of any reason not to choose this. Bulmas smart and if she can into ki she could probably come up with techniques. Plus waifu

>>4993223
>Fine, I’ll teach you how to fly, but the road is long and arduous.” Maybe something could come from this. Though her level is so absurdly low that it’ll likely take a long time before any result is shown. Time that could be spent on your own training. Still, isn't it important to learn how to teach?

>>4993223

>”Fine, I’ll teach you how to fly, but the road is long and arduous.” Maybe something could come from this. Though her level is so absurdly low that it’ll likely take a long time before any result is shown. Time that could be spent on your own training. Still, isn't it important to learn how to teach?

Vegeta no, Don't let the sassy woman steal your soul juice.

>>4993223
>>”Fine, I’ll teach you how to fly, but the road is long and arduous.” Maybe something could come from this. Though her level is so absurdly low that it’ll likely take a long time before any result is shown. Time that could be spent on your own training. Still, isn't it important to learn how to teach?

>>4993223
> "Hmph! Fine, however flying will need to wait - first learn to crawl. You'll need to learn how to detect and use your own puny energy, or Ki as you Earthlings have come to calling it. Once you've done that, you'll need to raise it high enough to where you can sustain flight for a reasonable amount of time. Hm, I suppose that should provide you incentive on creating a device that assists one in growing stronger now, shouldn't it?"

>>4993223
>Fine, I’ll teach you how to fly, but the road is long and arduous.” Maybe something could come from this. Though her level is so absurdly low that it’ll likely take a long time before any result is shown. Time that could be spent on your own training. Still, isn't it important to learn how to teach?

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”Fine, I’ll teach you how to fly, but the road is long and arduous.” You can’t believe what you’re saying. The humans who met you along with Kakarot were by far the weakest in the bunch, the only one who came close to 2.000 was the one with a third eye. Was that one even human?
Bulma’s eyes lit up. “Really?!” She says, sliding the salad away from her. “When do we start?!”

You open your hand. “Hey now.” You say. “First, you tell me how to make better use of my training time.”

She calms down, almost disappointed. “Well, the factors that determines how much pressure your weight exercises on your body are two: The area it’s laying on, which in our case is always our two feet, unless you’re missing one of those, but eh…” She shrugs. “Wouldn’t fight much then.” She then points up with her fork, about to tell you her master plan, “Then there’s gravity!”

Of course, how couldn’t you think of that? Planets with higher gravity always made it harder to walk or fly around them. You felt strained in a few of those. But… “How do we modify gravity?”

Bulma lets out a little, mocking laugh. “Well, how do you think we’re not floating around in this tin can?” She says, almost singing the words.
You didn’t get that reference. Your glare puts the pressure on her.

“Artificial gravity. This is something my father has been studying for decades for the sake of spaceflight. We were concerned our heads would blow up as soon as we reached space with an artificial gravity device based on centrifugal force so we…”

Your look clearly tells her you don’t want to hear much more of that.

“Long story short, just as we were able to concentrate the enormous amounts of power needed to shoot a tin can across space at the speed of light, we were able to concentrate the centrifugal force needed for higher gravity and slap it on the bottom of the spacecraft without it influencing its direction or speed.” She shrugs after the last part. “Don’t ask me about that one though, my dad did all the math for it.”

“So we could technically increase the gravity in this spaceship a thousandfold?” You ask.

“It’s not that simple.” She replies. “The artificial gravity generator in this ship is not built to increase its gravitational pull at all.” She scratches her head. “Plus, if we did that, the entire ship would probably collapse under its own weight.”

“But!” She gets up triumphantly, putting a hand on her hip. “If I can somehow localize the gravitational pull effects by counteracting it with others in the ship and set up a long winded network of gravitational devices that…” She looks at you again. Your forehead’s vein clearly about to pop once more.

“Well, we’d need another generator, but beyond that, I’m pretty sure I could make a large ‘training room’ that could withstand the higher gravity and not cause the ship to implode.”

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>>4993429
She taps her head with her index finger, thinking. “Maybe our brains would implode, but you Saiyans are made of stronger stuff anyway.” She says with a thumbs up as she looks at you.

“You’re saying you’d need to modify the ship?” You say, you expected a shorter term solution.

“Yup. Probably redesign it entirely. We’ll call it the Capsule Corps Saiyan Spacebase Mark II!” She says, merrily drawing the schematics in her head.

Since when does this ship have such a ridiculous name?! Ugh…

…

Later on, you were joined by Bulma, decked out in Saiyan armor gear at the ship’s training room. You told your warriors to not even think of entering the room while you trained her, you hadn’t seen the Namekian much since the trip started, he sat in his room and meditated.

She strikes a pose, her elbows by her hip and her fists clenched. “I’m ready!” She says.

“No, you’re not.” You reply, you dash towards her and she is only able to blush a few seconds after she notices you are right on her face. “Fool.” You reply. “Think of this as a fight, if I struck you now, you’d die.”

She reacts by stepping back and throwing a slap, which you stop in midair by grabbing her wrist. Her other hand reaches out and she yelps in pain. You almost feel the need to drop her, but she needs to learn.

“Hey, you’re hurting me!” She says.

“I’m only holding you so you can’t move.” You reply. “If I wished to hurt you, your hand would be limp.”

She still struggles to move your hand away from her.

You take her other hand and slowly move it towards your side. “If you want to stop the pain, you have to ignore it. Trying to unclench my hold on your arm is only leaving you open.” You say.

She looks at you, her eyes clearly full of pain. “What are you talking about?!”

“Hit me.” You say.

“But I just want to learn how to fly!” She exclaims.

“How are you going to learn how to fly without learning how your body’s energy works?!” You yell.

Angered, you see her drive her fist up to your side. It’s barely a tap, but she drives it again, then again, and again.

“Good.” You say. “As you may have noticed, my side is open for your attack.” While most of this came almost by instinct to you, you do your best to return to the most basic of basics.

“Think of that.” You continue, loosening the grip on her arm, she removes it quickly and holds on to her pained wrist. “Our bodies are tools, extensions. The better we use that tool, the more we let it flow into a battle rhythm, the more control we exercise over our own power.” You sigh, unwilling to use earthling terminology. “Our ki.”

You see her fall to her knees, a tear streams from her eye. Surprised, you take a hand to reach out to her. “Maybe I…” You say. The doubt gnawing in your mind is something you had never felt before. How many times had Raditz and Nappa been laying on the ground almost bleeding out as you triumphantly set yourself besides them? And yet for this female…

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>>4993435
“No!” She says. “I can take it.” She gets up, her knees almost failing. “It doesn’t hurt that bad.”

“Right.” You say, removing yourself from the pity you felt. “Pain is temporary, for the most part. The more you strengthen your body, the better you’ll be at ignoring it.”

Finally, she’s able to stand. You see her clench her fist, look at you and then drive it towards your chest. You let it tap you and see that she doesn’t flinch away at the last instance, you feared she would feel bad for trying to hurt you, but it seems that her first lesson was well learned.
She stands back, frustrated at how useless her punch was.

“Good, you’ve used your body as a weapon. Now, let me explain how ki flows through our body, and how it can be used to make ourselves stronger…”

The lesson went on. You made her practice stances and basic punches of the Saiyan martial arts. A very do-it-yourself style, you were teaching her your own since most Saiyans simply learn their own styles by instinct. In an earthling’s case, there was no such instinct.

After an hour, you noticed she was exhausted. You were surprised, a Saiyan could spend five hours working out before feeling a hint of fatigue.

“Enough.” You say.

And she falls to her knees, breathing heavily. She drives her hands to her face in anguish. “Man, I’m gonna be sore all over tomorrow.”

“That’s good.” You say. “No pain, no gain.”

“Hey!” Bulma exclaims, pointing at you. “You know you can pull a muscle and be out of training for months, right?”

Pull a muscle? In training? You tilt your head in confusion.

She exhales, exasperated. “Of course you Saiyans would likely need an airplane pulling your arm for a muscle of yours to get pulled...” She gets up, wobbling around a little bit before steadying herself. “Well, whatever, I want a shower.” She walks out of the training room, the door sliding open and close for her.

You shrugged and opened the training room’s comms to call Nappa and Raditz in for your training session. Training with them was, for the most part, much more fun and exhilarating with them, and the room was especially built to sustain your ki techniques, so long as you kept them to a low level.

Weeks passed relatively uneventfully. Almost every day, you trained with Bulma, then with Nappa and Raditz, sometimes Turles chimed in reluctantly and the Namekian kept to himself. Some afternoons you spent simply watching the stars go by or sleeping the hours away, as you used to do in your attack pod, it was nostalgic.

Another day, another training session with Bulma. She was practicing her punches still, you were trying to make her use her ki, but it flailed everywhere uselessly whenever she punched. And yet, slowly but surely, you thought you could see it take form as she punched.

And then, you noticed it sharply heading towards her fist as she threw it forward, hitting a punching ball hard enough to knock it to the ground and, only dodging its comeback by falling to a side.

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>>4993438
You both look, astonished, at what just happened. Six days of workout every week for the past month, practicing the same technique over and over, and it had finally come to fruition. A prideful smile appeared on your face as you watched the punching bag slowly swing back into position.
Bulma, meanwhile, panted heavily as she tries to regain her composure, but you could see a smile drawing itself on her face. “I did it, right?” She says.

“Yes.” You put a hand to the punching back so it would stop swinging. “That is the first step to mastering your energy.”

She got up. Usually, at a sudden victory like this, you’d think she’d be jumping with joy, but she almost falls again as she removed her hands from the ground.

“That last punch, it felt as if my life was getting out of my body.” She says, her hands holding on to her knees.

“Because you don’t yet know how to avoid wasting energy away.” You say. “Imagine your fist as a gateway, you must only let out what you use, when your fist stops or hits, the gate doesn’t close, you have to close it yourself.”

“Ugh…” She says. “So I barely did anything right?” She sits down.

“You did it.” You say. “Which is… a first step.” Is that how supporting someone works?

“Right.” She lets her back fall on the ground, still breathing heavy.

The comms light up in the room, you see Turles’ face. “Uh…” He seems to doubt for a while.

Bulma yells out so the mic can pick her up. “It’s working!”

“Right.” Says Turles. “There’s a spaceship trailing us, gather at the bridge.”

Those news sounded bothersome. “I’ll leave it to you!” Says Bulma, barely able to lift herself up.

You don’t deign a response and walk out towards the bridge.

There you see Turles, and soon enough Raditz and Nappa, even the Namekian.

“A Frieza force ship.” Says Turles. “Probably a patrol ship. Too far to feel their power levels. What do we do?” He asks. “This thing can’t exactly outrun them.”

>Stop and receive them with ‘open’ arms.
>We can lose them through a field of asteroids, trust Turles’ piloting skills.
>Write-in.

==
10k characters update, new record.

>>4993445
I added write-in to this one as a way to encourage creative solutions that I didn't come up with, but write-ins are encouraged for all writing prompts.

>>4993445
>>We can lose them through a field of asteroids, trust Turles’ piloting skills.

>>4993445
"Be a moment." Exit the ship, hold your breath and blast the ship. Why is the woman yelling? Doesn't she know Ki can let you survive in a vacuum?

I mean, if Bardock can...

>>4993507
Bardock breaking through the atmosphere at a comfortable 50 km/h.

But yeah, Vegeta can reliably hold his breath in space for a few minutes.

>>4993223
>”I don’t think you’ll do well with ki training, there’s a lot of fighting involved, you know?” If you press that point, she’ll probably feel overwhelmed by the thought of training, but also be pretty disappointed for a while. Who knows? Perhaps she does have some hidden talent for fighting...

Sayian training methods are often violent and brutal. I expect to hurt more than your feelings and so should you.

Rolled 3 (1d3)

>>4993445
Rolling to see what I support since this is taking forever.

>>4994059
I guess 2 since 3 was actually an invalid vote for an earlier choice. Blast that ship.

>>4994060
We blast the ship. I may not write the update today, depends on some stuff on my end.

But still, can I get a 1d100 roll, best of three? DC is hidden.

>>4993445
>Write-in.
Ambush them in the asteroid field and bust into their ship Nappa style.

What if there is a Sayian onboard?

Rolled 55 (1d100)

>>4994078
Rawling

Rolled 48 (1d100)

>>4994078
No critfail...

Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>4994078
no

>>4994129
God bless you

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>>4994131
“Stop the ship.” You say, getting up from your captain’s seat.

“What’s your plan?” Turles asks as he sets commands for the ship to halt.

“What do you think?” You respond.

He doesn’t reply to that.

Soon enough, your ship goes on with the formal courtesy expected of one being trailed by the authorities and stops in the middle of space. The light of a nearby star shining a red light on space around you.

The other ship halts, coming closer for a docking procedure.

You walk through the halls of the ship and Bulma shows up, already changed to some sweater clothes. “Where are you going?” She asks.

You press a button that opens the door to the depressurizing room. “To destroy the ship.”

A surprised Bulma tries to run for you. “Are you insane? You’re going to freeze to death! Your lungs will get emptied out!”

You look behind you, a clear confident look in your face. It doesn’t seem to be enough for her.

“No!” She yells. “This is not how physics work! You can’t just use some ki mumbo jumbo to not die in space!”

You enter the room and press the button inside, sealing the door between you and the running Bulma. The room slowly depressurizes and you fill your lungs with air, steeling yourself for what is to come.

The pressurized door blocking the way to space and the enemy ship opens. You feel the abject cold of space, your instincts screaming at you to return to the safety of the ship. It smells like nothing, a true void of merciless cold.

And you jump out, using your ki to propel yourself through the emptiness of space.

You notice a few people inside the ship rushing about as they notice you.

You throw your hands back, accompanying them with your body. “Galick…” A purple light appears and melts with the red light of the star, turning the scene into a magenta color. Your ki flows into one dense ball of pure energy between your hands.

You see some of the Frieza soldiers flying out to meet you, but they’re too late. The exhaustion you feel due to the lack of air is apparent, yet the thought of blasting this ship is exhilarating enough to bring a smile to your face.

“…Gun!” You yell as you throw your hands forward, the magenta light coursing through your entire body as you pour all of your energy forward and let a beam of light pierce the nothingness.

The ship is easily pierced, explosions quickly appear and dissipate in the cold of the void, the ship is torn into many bits that slowly float into nothing, various corpses litter the space around it.

Some of the surprised soldiers, who had already come out of the ship, watch behind them astonished, and look at you in fear.

You grant them the privilege of looking at their killer before deploying your ki sword and slashing their life away. Thus onto the enemies of the Saiyans.

Desperate for air after using so much of your ki, you fly back to the ship, the door quickly opens and you step inside, smashing the button to begin the pressurizing process.

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>>4994172
The door to the rest of the ship opens and a desperate Bulma stands back in surprise.

Your long and heavy breaths show the strain you’ve just put your body through.

She approaches you, trying to take a hold of your hand, but you shove her away.

“What are you doing?” You ask her, offended by her sudden move.

“I just…” Her surprise turns to anger. “I’m worried! You just walked out into open space and blasted a ship?! What are you expecting me to feel?!”

“As you can see, I am fine. The ship is destroyed, we can leave this place.”

She shoves a finger to your chest. “You are so…!” She says, removing her finger and continuing her angry tirade. “I felt it before, how tired I was when that ki thing flowed out of my body. You just sustained that but a hundred times worse!”

You give up a short laugh to that sentence. “A hundred times? Think tens of thousands of times if not more!” You say, walking past her and back to the bridge.

The Namekian watches you from the other side of the hall. “You flew into space?”

You grant him a nod before entering the bridge where your Saiyans are waiting. You see a trickle of sweat on his forehead before he walks back to his room.

The three in the bridge look at you, impressed.

Turles claps. “Good show, prince Vegeta.”

Raditz seems worried. “We should’ve gone out instead of you.” He says. “It wasn’t a job worth your talent.”

Nappa shrugs with a smile on his face. “Fighting in space is always good training. Even if risky.” Though his tone then turns dour. “You never know when the cold is too unbearable, and it slowly whisks the life outta you. You can never be too prideful in space.”

You nod. “Caution must be exercised, and I’ve done so. We’re continuing, Turles.”

Turles nods back and confirms course before the hyperdrive initiates again. “You know.” He says. “A scout ship suddenly disappearing in the middle of a common travel way in this sector will look awfully suspicious.”

You smile. “Let them come.” You say, sitting back in your captain’s chair, and looking at the lights of the stars flying past your ship.

=== SESSION END ===

Thanks all for participating, the next session should HOPEFULLY have the usual action-oriented aspect you’d expect from a Saiyan quest.

>>4994174
Good chappy QM! Vegeta being a badass because we're crazy is always a fun time.

>>4994174
Thanks for running king

vegeta dislikes black people

>>4994174
Was it too late to pick through the wreckage of the scout ship for Bulma to reverse engineer, if it's not already a lump of slag or atomic mist?

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>>4998335
The Galick gun tends to put things into the second state you mention.

And boy, has it been a year yet? We're continuing today!

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>>4999710
It was just another week of travel before finally arriving to your destination. You made sure that your crew had lowered their power levels as much as possible to avoid gathering the attention of scouters. An arid planet could be seen in the distance, floating along the gravity well of a yellow star.

“Anyone know what planet this is?” Asks Turles.

He is met by nos and shakes of the head. There’s millions of planets in the galaxy, no way to know which is which.

Bulma is rapidly searching through her scanner. “Alright, there’s 5 Saiyans down there, for sure. But they’re way weaker than you guys.” She taps a button on the keyboard. “Let me see… that’s 1.500, 500, 1.000 and another 500 and… 5.000.” She says, surprised by the sudden increase.

“Nothing we can’t handle if push comes to shove.” Says Nappa, slapping a fist into his open palm.

“I’m sure we’ll come to an understanding before that happens.” Raditz says, giving a friendly tap on Nappa’s back.

“Tch.” Nappa utters. “Where’s the old Raditz we all knew and loved?”

“Hey!” Raditz yells frustrated.

The Namekian’s voice echoes from the back of the bridge. “Quiet!”

You turn around and look at him. A clearly angered Nappa raises a fist, “What did you just-“

You lift a hand towards Nappa and he quickly shuts down.

The Namekian approaches the crystal separating the bridge from outer space, he frowns, concentrated, his eyes shut. “There’s other people over there.”

Raditz opens his eyes wide in surprise. “What?! You sense them from this far? We’re hundreds of thousands of kilometers away!”
A trickle of sweat streams down Nappa’s face. He looks to the planet.

The Namekian continues. “They’re noticeable enough. They have high kis, some of them higher than yours.” He says, pointing to Nappa. “Shouldn’t be an issue to the other two though.” He frowns harder. “There’s others, lower kis. It looks as if… they’re dispersing around the planet.”

“Locals?” You ask.

He lifts his concentrations, relieved from no longer feeling the stress on his mind. “No way to know, but they do seem pretty bunched up.”

Hmph. You cross your arms and look to that planet. Whoever they were, they would not be able to fight against you.

Turles lifts a hand to speak. “Well, if they’re Frieza force, then they’re looking for Saiyans and maybe we should avoid giving them proof of our existence. Get down there, pick the Saiyans up, leave. They’re weak enough as is, if they’re found out, they’re toast.”

Nappa shrugs. “Well, these Saiyans are weaklings after all, except for that 5.000, shows promise.”

Raditz sighs. “Should I remind you I used to be at 1.000 too? There’s potential in all of us.”

He smirks, “Whatever, runt.” He says. Raditz gets pissed off again.

“Enough.” You say. The closer you get, the more accurate Bulma’s readings become when it comes to positioning. She can see that four of the Saiyan power levels are bunched up and the 5.000 one is somewhere else in the planet. You’ve decided.

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>>4999761
“We will…”

>…head all together for the power level of 5.000 first.” Whoever it is, you need their strength.
>…split up, some will head for the lower power levels, some for the 5.000.” More risk as you’re separated, but you’ll get things done faster.
>…pick the weaker Saiyans up first, the 5.000 can wait.” The weaklings have to be saved first, lest their potential is wasted away by being killed by Frieza soldiers.
>…rush the Frieza force and annihilate their center of command.” This may get some more attention from the Frieza force… Perhaps the Ginyu force may pay you a visit?

The Ginyu force generally has power levels well above 50k, for those wondering.

>>4999765
>Captain Ginyu is the strongest among them, with a power level of 120,000 at maximum. Burter, Jeice and Recoome are at a similar level, which is said to be at least five times greater than Goku on Earth, making them at least at 40,000. Guldo is physically the weakest, being outmatched by Krillin; whose power level was over 10,000 at the time.
https://dragonball.fandom.com/wiki/Ginyu_Force
How many moons are on this planet, if any moons at all? If there are moons available then I suggest this.

>…rush the Frieza force and annihilate their center of command.” This may get some more attention from the Frieza force… Perhaps the Ginyu force may pay you a visit?

>>4999786
I've reworked some power levels (not too hard) to make sure Vegeta doesn't just become a Frieza force stomping machine too quickly.

I'll say this: Ginyu >>> Recoome >>> Jeice > Burter >>>>>>>> Guldo

>>4999792
So no moons on the planet? Got it. How strong is everyone in our crew? Diiiiid we get to take any healing beans with us?

>>4999765
>…split up, some will head for the lower power levels, some for the 5.000.” More risk as you’re separated, but you’ll get things done faster.
If anyone sees the Ginyu force, report onver comms immediately.

>>4999795
Woops lol.

Yeah, no moons on this planet. As for the whole Ginyu Force thing, I don't mean they're in the planet, Piccolo hasn't detected them. Just that Frieza might smell something if suddenly a whole bunch of his soldiers die in some random planet while looking for Saiyans.

As for healing beans, nope, they're kept pretty secret by Goku and the band.

As for power levels, here's a list:

Nappa: 9.500
Raditz: 8.000
Turles: ~23.000 and rapidly descending, prone to sudden drops.
Piccolo: 6.500
Bulma (lmao): ~30. She can actually do ki punches now.

>>4999765
>…pick the weaker Saiyans up first, the 5.000 can wait.” The weaklings have to be saved first, lest their potential is wasted away by being killed by Frieza soldiers.

>Bulma (lmao): ~30

Seriously? Wasn't she like Lv. 1 through most of the cannon? Damn Vegeta, your really giving it to her.

>>4999843
The average power level of a human is 10, according to Raditz. He measured a fat farmer though but whatever.

Now that Bulma unlocked the ki punch, she can probably beat up most average humans. She's learning how to counter, stop and deliver hits. When she can apply ki to all that, she's probably going to be around 100? Or something like that, power levels are bullshit.

>>4999803
Just that Frieza might smell something if suddenly a whole bunch of his soldiers die in some random planet while looking for Saiyans.
Damn. I kind of wished we had disguises so even if we beat up all the aliens without killing them, they wont know what races we are. Do we have any helmets with polarized face plates? Do we have Full body armor plus spandex for pickle?

>>4999765
>pick the weaker Saiyans up first, the 5.000 can wait.” The weaklings have to be saved first, lest their potential is wasted away by being killed by Frieza soldiers.
>Piccolo stays on the ship. If Frieza catches wind of a Namekian killing his men millions of Light Years away from Namek, he'll grow curious and all plans will go to hell

>>4999765
>>…pick the weaker Saiyans up first, the 5.000 can wait.” The weaklings have to be saved first, lest their potential is wasted away by being killed by Frieza soldiers.

>>4999765
>…split up, some will head for the lower power levels, some for the 5.000.” More risk as you’re separated, but you’ll get things done faster.

>>4999765
>…pick the weaker Saiyans up first, the 5.000 can wait.” The weaklings have to be saved first, lest their potential is wasted away by being killed by Frieza soldiers.

>>5000268
>If Frieza catches wind of a Namekian killing his men millions of Light Years away from Namek, he'll grow curious and all plans will go to hell
Don't worry about this one anon, Namekians are spacefarers, it's not that strange to see them hopping around from planet to planet as the Nameless Namekian did.

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…pick the weaker Saiyans up first, the 5.000 can wait.” You declare.

The orders are given, and the Saiyans in the ship head for the attack pods without a single word. Bulma gives each an earpiece and doesn’t put one on herself. She sees you eyeing her. “I’ll just stick around for recon.” She says with a nervous smile. “Those guys are pretty tough. But we’ll be in contact.” She says as she hands you your own earpiece.

You put it into your ear, you see the Namekian heading for one as well.

“I expect you to pull your weight.” You say, adjusting the sound level of the earpiece.

“I will, as I said, so long as you keep things clean and only kill when it needs to be done.”

You turn around and head out of the door towards your own pod. You see your warriors sitting silently in their own pods, cross-armed except for Raditz. This was a momentous occasion.

You lift a fist. “For the Saiyan race!” You say, and they all respond in kind with their fists in the air.

You enter the pod and see the door close with a loud hissing sound. Bulma appears in the comms to your right. “So… Sitrep? I guess.” She says.

“Get on with it.” You respond.

“Right, uh… Those four power levels are huddled up together somewhere in the edges of a meseta. Lots of dried creeks making crevices, networks of caves, the works.” She says. “If I were to guess, they’re hiding.”

Turles’ face appears in the comms as he speaks. “Of course they are, they’ve probably been persecuted for decades. Many Saiyans I knew in the early days after Planet Vegeta got blown became experts at hiding or, at least, going unnoticed.”

Nappa chimes in. “Sounds like weakling tactics to me.”

Turles shakes his head. “Those that didn’t, died. We weren’t all lucky to be handpicked by Frieza.”

“Enough bickering!” You say, exasperated. “Anything else to report?”

“Yeah. There’s some guys heading towards their position.” You hear the sound of the pods undocking from the ship, dropping into the gravity well of the planet. “So that means you guys are in a hurry!” She presses a button and your pods’ thrusters push them at blistering speeds towards the atmosphere.

You break in, seeing the heat and fire surrounding your pod and then, the dusty surface of the planet. At the speed you’re going, it’s not long before you crash-land into the meseta, your pods forming large craters around them.

The door hisses again as it opens up. You feel the heat and dust creep in. Just breathing is a challenge from the intense heat all around you. You get up and walk out of the door. Your warriors are also doing this, and soon you gather at the edge of the craters. The Namekian puts a scarf around his mouth and nose.

“Should’ve gotten one of those.” Says Raditz. The Namekian ignores him.

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>>5000865
You sense the low kis of the Saiyans not too far from your positions. Then, some kis heading towards them. Thankfully, your arrival has likely gone unnoticed thanks to the ki suppression the earthlings taught you.

You are first to step forward, jump into the air and dash towards the Saiyans. Your warriors follow suit, all but the Namekian, who seems to have gone off on his own.

The dust and heat make it hard to speak as you fly, but you manage to ask Raditz where he went.

“No idea, he likes to work things out on his own. He’s trustworthy though.”

As he finishes his sentence, your dead eye twitches.

Roll 1d100, best of three.

Rolled 60 (1d100)

>>5000867

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>5000867

Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>5000867

>>5000919
A 90. Vegeta hasn't lost his edge!

>>5000928
But he did lose his eye.

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>>5000932
Now he's lost his temper!

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>>5000928
You see a focused blue beam heading right for you. You dodge away and dash forward to meet your attacker head on, ignoring everything around you. It’s not long before you find him and take him by the neck.

You see a warrior with battle armor and a scouter, both of his hands holding on to your arm in desperation. His expression tinted with utter terror, panting after the effort of firing that beam.

You sense his power level, somewhere around Raditz’ level pre-Rekar.

“You must be Vegeta…” He says amidst his panting. “Father or son, whichever you are, I don’t care. If you were looking for me, here I am. Take my head to Frieza.” He says.

You can sense another three power levels not too far from here. Somewhere in a cave. Then, other power levels clearly headed your way. Those must be Frieza goons.

Your warriors approach you and surround the Saiyan. Raditz lifts a hand towards you. “Prince Vegeta that must be…”

“One of the weaklings hiding in the cave.” You finish for him. “What is your name?”

Still struggling to loosen your grip, he speaks: “Karabash.” A little smirk appears on his face. “Want to know the names of the ones you kill now?”

“You fool!” Raditz yells. “Prince Vegeta is here to save you?”

“Huh?” The surprised Karabash looks at Raditz. “What are you talking about?! I know you’re all with Frieza.” He grips your arm harder. “He wants to play with his prey now? You wanna take me to him alive for some sick game?!”

Turles looks to the distance. “Prince Vegeta, Frieza’s men are getting closer.”

You frown, angered by his insolence. Still, you have to get out of here as soon as possible.

>”We’re going to get you and the other Saiyans out of harm’s way. Go and find them.” We’re gonna have to roll to convince him, if we fail, the Frieza soldiers will get here!
>”Raditz, take him back to the attack pods, forcefully if need be. The rest of us take the ones who are hiding.” Raditz will have to have to roll to force him (best of two), and Karabash will roll to resist (one roll by QM)! If we fail, he might run away, but it shouldn’t be that hard, right?
>”Enough hiding around! We will eliminate the Frieza soldiers.” Stop focusing on Karabash, he might take the opportunity to escape while you’re busy stomping Frieza’s forces, initiates a battle with Frieza’s men.
Reminder: Don’t roll while voting! We roll after the vote is over.

It's hard to find good OC of regular Saiyans that aren't full SSJ3503956

>>5000934
>“Prince Vegeta is here to save you?”
“Prince Vegeta is here to save you!”
Probably

>>5000934
>”We’re going to get you and the other Saiyans out of harm’s way. Go and find them.” We’re gonna have to roll to convince him, if we fail, the Frieza soldiers will get here!

>>5000934
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>>5000934
>”We’re going to get you and the other Saiyans out of harm’s way. Go and find them.” We’re gonna have to roll to convince him, if we fail, the Frieza soldiers will get here!

>>5000972
Wow, thanks anon.

>>5000934
>>”We’re going to get you and the other Saiyans out of harm’s way. Go and find them.” We’re gonna have to roll to convince him, if we fail, the Frieza soldiers will get here!

Alright boys, roll 3d100, best of three.

Rolled 56, 35, 93 = 184 (3d100)

>>5001031

>>5001031
>>5001042
I'm retarded lol, I meant roll 1d100 best of three, I'll take your first roll (53)

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>5001031
Dice get

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>5001044

>>5001098
Big 90, seems Kalabash is convinced. There's been a lot of 90s lately, like exactly 90.

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”We’re going to get you and the other Saiyans out of harm’s way. Go and find them.” You drop your hold on his neck and let him fly away.

“What?!” He says. “You? Help us?!” He takes deep breaths, enjoying the fact he can breathe normally once more.

“Haven’t you heard? I’m considered killed in action by Frieza’s army. But we have plans of our own.” You extend your hand towards him. “And we need all the able bodied Saiyans we can find.”

He looks at you dumbfounded for a few seconds but it seems you were able to show your sincerity, as he relaxes and peters out of his battle stance. His scanner goes off, taking him out of his daze. “Damn, the Frieza force!” He says. He looks to where they’re coming from, then to you.

“Fine!” He responds, closing his fists from the nerves. “Let’s go!”

He dashes down towards a cave, entering it. “Gisa!” He yells, “Come on out.”

You follow along as your allies get down on the ground to avoid being seen.

Standing behind Kalabash, you go wide-eyed at the sight in front of you. A female Saiyan and two children come out of the cave. The female has a power level of around 500, while the eldest child, a girl who looks about 10, has her father’s strength and the youngest, a boy a few years younger than the girl, only has a power level of about 500.

This is the first time you see a Saiyan family in decades. A man, a woman, and their two children.

Kalabash looks at you. He hurriedly speaks “The woman is Gisa, she’s a non-combatant.” You see her frightened stare as she recognizes your hairstyle. He points at the girl, who looks at you in defiance, clearly ready to dash against you at any moment, “That’s Rokka.” He then points to the boy who hugs the pants of his mother with fright. “And that’s Oshe.”

Gisa takes the young boy in her arms and Kalabash takes Rokka.

Kalabash looks at you. “Just in case it is, in fact, true that you’re helping us… You have my thanks.”

You nod. As you get out of the cave, your Saiyan warriors are just as surprised as you are at the sight.

Nappa clenches his fist. “So two of those were just kids…”

Raditz approaches Gisa, who hugs her young child to keep him protected. “I can’t believe it… Saiyan children?”

Turles, while dumbfounded at first, quickly regains his composure. “We gotta go!”

You nod. “No time to waste, we’ll fly away from here and towards the power level of 5.000.”

Raditz interjects. “What about the Namekian?!”

You shake your head. “I told him to follow, it’s his problem if he doesn’t obey.” You take out a simple device that controls your pod and send him back to the ship, as do your comrades.

Your team departs towards the 5.000 reading, you have to slow down to accommodate to Gisa, whose flight skills aren’t good enough to keep up.

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>>5001142
Behind you, you can feel some power readings going off. Explosions echo in the distance and smoke rises from the place where the Saiyan family was held up.

Soon after, you see the Namekian dashing towards you and slowing down to reach your cruise speed.

“What did you do?” You ask.

“Scouted them out. They were talking about the rewards they’d get from some Frieza guy, so I set a trap in the cave network.” He responds nonchalant.

“We were supposed not to attract attention.”

“I think they’d expect some booby-trapping by the Saiyans.” He says with a smirk. “Don’t worry, I hid my energy mines in the dirt. As far as they know, they were hit by explosives.”
He looks at the Saiyan family at the back of the party. “Plus, seeing our pace, we needed to keep them distracted for a bit.”

You let out an audible “Tch.”. That Namekian was cunning, but there was risk to his plan. If he had been caught, the whole operation would’ve gone haywire.

You slow down to reach Kalabash. “Who’s the 5.000 amidst the desert?”

He sighs with anger and frustration. “That’s Calava. She’s with us.” He says. “She insisted that we had to hide while she went out and hunted the Frieza force.”

The Namekian seems to overhear that, and approaches you. “That seems like a bad idea. Some of the high kis on this planet were a little under yours.” He says. “If they find her, she’s as good as dead.”

An overzealous Saiyan? Who’d have thought? Her plans to attack the Frieza force will get her in trouble soon, it seems there’s no time for happy reunions and stealthy escapes.

The Frieza force pursuing you could reach you at any moment, and these Saiyans are more of a burden than anything, it’d be better to call the pods and get them to orbit.

You could guarantee their wellbeing by staying here, but you know the big guys are probably closing in on that Calava woman.

>Split up! Some of us will stay with the Saiyan family to protect them, some others will help Calava. Who will do what?
>We stay with the family and guarantee their safety, then head for Calava.
>We all had for Calava. With the ruckus we make there they’ll probably call in the pursuers as reinforcements.

Rolled 83, 49 = 132 (2d100)

>>5001144
Things are heating up somewhere in this planet.

>>5001144
>Split up! Some of us will stay with the Saiyan family to protect them, some others will help Calava. Who will do what?
Vegetable, Nappa, and Turles will secure the last one. Nappa and Raditz will guard the sayians. As much as we hate to admit it, the Picklelo is clever and that could disable any Frieza force soldiers that follow after them.

>>5001158
>Nappa and Raditz will guard the sayians.
You mean Piccolo and Raditz?

>>5001158
Support

>>5001158
>>5001164
Not sure who or what, but I support.

Hmm Maybe we keep the guy with us so he can help us bring the 5k Saiyan over with us easier.

>>5001164
Yes

>>5001182
+1

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Rolled 35, 58, 38 = 131 (3d100)

>>5001196
“Raditz! You and the Namekian will guard the Saiyans until the pods make landfall.” Raditz and the Namekian both nod. You see the Namekian dash away, probably hoping to set another trap.

“The two of you.” You say pointing to Nappa and Turles. “With me. We will find this Calava woman.” They nod in unison and depart.

You see Raditz calling the pods to your position. “Be safe, Prince Vegeta.”

You nod and get a move on.

Comms open and you hear Bulma’s voice. “I see you guys have found some of the targets and split up. The ship is close enough to the planet to keep a constant reading on your kis, so I’ll tell you if Raditz and Piccolo are in danger.”

“Good, keep us updated.” You respond.

As you fly over towards Calava’s position. You sense some sudden outbursts of power. There’s a battle going on for sure, and after a few minutes of full speed flight, you reach what seems like a battlefield and sense two power levels. Dozens of corpses litter the ground and, in the middle of it, you spot the Saiyan woman Kalabash spoke of, that’s one.

She’s bruised, facing off against someone that seems to be of Cui’s race… whatever they were called, that’s the other one. And he’s no pushover, probably around Raditz’ power.

He looks up to you, as does a surprised Calaba. “Huh? More Saiyans?” He says and accompanies that with a laugh. “Oh, that’s just wonderful!” He exclaims. “And… Aren’t you Vegeta? With the big guy at your side as usual.”

You grant him a sneer. You were about to lift your hand to blast his puny life away, but Turles stops you. “Wait. I think this is our chance. If we show off our power now, the ones coming towards us will flee and warn Frieza. If we wait, we can destroy them all at once.”

Nappa nods. “As much as I want to pulp that fool, I’d rather wait and pulp the whole lot of them.”

Not Cui laughs again. “This is gonna get us all the way up the ranks. Can’t wait to shove it to Cui’s face. ‘Check us out, we’re hanging out with Zarbon and Dodoria now’. Bahaha!” A mocking laugh echoes. “And you’re pushovers too! I don’t get why Frieza is so insistent on wiping the Saiyans out.”

“There’s more of you?” You say.

“Yeah. About four other soldiers as strong as me and hundreds more puny low ranks.”

Calaba looks at him, abject surprise in her expression. “No way…” She says. “Damn.” She readies her battle stance. “If you guys are gonna help, you better start now, if we beat him up we’ll have a better chance against his buddies.”

You smirk. The Frieza aliens don’t notice your ki suppression. With Turles and Nappa by your side, this should not be much of an issue.

You…

>are patient. You’ll wait it out and destroy them all at once. Hopefully Raditz will be fine.
>fight him. You’ll pursue the ones coming towards you and destroy them as well. Hopefully he doesn’t put up much of a fight.

Roll 1d100 for Raditz and 1d100 for Piccolo who are fighting Frieza soldiers! You can also roll for the Saiyans with them, who'll likely help.

Rolled 99 (1d100)

>>5001200
>>are patient. You’ll wait it out and destroy them all at once. Hopefully, Raditz will be fine.
>But be on standby for if things go south, also on guard.

Also, rolling for the saiyans

Rolled 69 (1d100)

>>5001200
>are patient. You’ll wait it out and destroy them all at once. Hopefully Raditz will be fine.
Damn raddish is strong.

Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>5001200
>>are patient. You’ll wait it out and destroy them all at once. Hopefully Raditz will be fine.

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>>5001211
>69 for Piccolo
Nice

Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>5001200
>are patient. You’ll wait it out and destroy them all at once. Hopefully Raditz will be fine.
Came back to find Raditz popping off, what a wonderful day. Might as well roll to see how another Saiyan does.
Also,
>>5001211
>69
Nice

Something came up and I may have to suspend for the day. Shame cause people were just showing up.

We'll see how much more I can post tonight, thanks all for playing up until now!

Still open to hear what you'd like to see in the future in this quest, both for characters and for events!

>>5001211
>>5001225
>Raditz popping off
But anon said he rolled for the Saiyans, so >>5001211's 69 is for Raditz (nice) and >>5001215's 53 is for Mr Green

I have time for one update, so here we go.

Rolled 82 (1d100)

>>5001253
Forgot to ask for a Calaba roll so I'll do it for her.

>>5001200
>are patient. You’ll wait it out and destroy them all at once. Hopefully Raditz will be fine.

>>5001240
NOOOOOOOOO!

Rolled 34 (1d100)

>>5001255
Also an extra roll for whatever.

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You cross your arms, landing by the female Saiyan. “Not yet.” You say.

She looks at you, obviously angry. “Hey! I don’t care who you are, Vegeta or whatever, but we have to get rid of this idiot!” She dashes forward, the air she springs up making your cape flutter forward.

Turles and Nappa are behind you, watching this unfold.

Calaba heads right for the thing that isn’t Cui. He’s surprised and just barely has time to lift his arms to protect himself. Her fist slams into his forearm and he is sent back a few meters, digging his boots into the ground.

Not Cui, angered, throws an arm to the side. “Enough of this! I’ll get rid of you right now-“ But his words are interrupted by the female, who was just standing still, suddenly teleporting in front of him ready to slam her fist on his face. “How did-“ is the only thing he has time to say before getting blown away towards a rocky pillar.

You were not expecting that speed from someone of this power level, that’s for sure.

He gets up, sliding his glove on his mouth to remove some of the purple blood coming out. “You’ve done it now.” He lifts his arm and opens his palm, firing a rapid beam that almost catches her unaware. She snaps away from her position and shows up in front of you.

You can see her panting, tired and exerted. The teleportation must take its toll. “So you’re not here to help.” She says.

“We’re just waiting for the rest of them to arrive.” You respond.

She looks at you, anger in her olive visage “Waiting?! For them to gather up and kill us?!”

Nappa replies for you, “Know your place. You think the Prince of all Saiyans doesn’t have a plan?”

“Prince of all Saiyans?” She says, frustrated. “My ass!” She yells “Where were you when Planet Vegeta exploded? When so many of us got persecuted to hell and back around the stars?”

You frown. Where were you indeed. At least for that first event you were a child, but for the second… Prancing around, planet to planet, serving the man who destroyed your Kingdom.

Not Cui approaches. “Where was he? Well sucking up to lord Frieza to live one more year of course.” He laughs.

The vein on your forehead is about to pop, you close your eyes and do your best to calm down.

Things fall into a lull, as the exhausted Calaba doesn’t go for another bout just yet, and NotCui waits for his allies.

It’s not long before four figures appear on the horizon.

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>>5001279
Meanwhile, where our companions are waiting for the pods to arrive.

“I’ll help.” Says Kalabash. “I can take down a few of the grunts.”

“Me too!” Says his daughter, Rokka.

“No you won’t.” Kalabash responds. “You stay here with your mother and brother and protect them.”

She growls at her father before turning back towards Gisa.

“So it’s true that all Saiyans are feisty.” Piccolo says, far enough to not be heard by the family.

“Not all of us. Notice the woman and the little kid. They’re non-combatants.” Raditz replies, watching the figures of the Frieza soldiers taking shape in the distance.

Piccolo lets out a faint laugh. “Well, then.” He says. He turns around and snaps his fingers. From beyond the clouds, a rain of yellow energy waves come down streaming towards the soldiers, giving the scene a yellow shine.

Hearing the call, Kalabash turns his back to his family. “I’ll be back in a bit.” He says before flying towards Raditz and Piccolo.

The three charge towards the Frieza soldiers, who are still trying to dodge the energy beams. Piccolo stays back, concentrating on the beams he’s pouring down on the enemy.

“The enemy!” The Frieza soldiers scream. “Get ‘em!” One says before being hit by one of Piccolo’s beams.

Raditz punts a few of the soldiers in the stomach, leaving them out for good. Some of his kicks and energy waves find the enemy soldiers in their private parts, a high pitched yelp being their last words before dying.

Kalabash, meanwhile, backs Raditz up. A few of the Frieza soldiers who were about to hit him in the back instead find the Saiyan’s fist or his blue energy beam. As they’re winded, Raditz swiftly finishes them off before returning to the usual grunt punting. He kicks one away, his foot strong enough to break their spine, he kicks a few in the face, sending them flying, some others he merely blasts away with an open palm.

“Where did you guys come from anyway?” Kalabash asks as he delivers a flurry of punches on one of the soldiers.
Raditz laughs. “Long story. I’ll tell you when we’re out of earshot of these fools.”

As the last of Piccolo’s light beams come down, he heads into the fray as well. His elongating arm and mouth beam proving useful more than once.

It seems the battle is going in their favor.

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>>5001281
The four alien commanders who were accompanying not Cui show up. You see their power levels, all hovering around 8.000 to 10.000, except for one, who is more into the 15.000s

Nappa is clearly nervous, Calaba is panicking. “Damn.” She says, holding her side “We’re done for.”

You take a hand to your earpiece. “Can you read any other power levels beyond these four?”

“One sec’” You hear at the other side. “None even close to scouter range. You’re free to go full power.”
You smirk and watch the five aliens in front of you.

There’s the member of Cui’s race, somewhat beaten up by Calaba. There’s also two tall muscular demons, with the horns and everything, one blue, one red. Another is a dark pink short fat alien, kind of looks like Dodoria, but without the spikes. The last is a light blue tall and thin one, the one with a power level of 15.000.

“Captain Rasha!” NotCui says to the tall and thin one. “Finally, now we can destroy these fools and get our rewards from Frieza.

“Quiet down, Rui.” Rasha says. Rui puts his hands to his mouth.

Rasha continues. “Bero, Reto, get the one with the hair in spikes.” He says. The horned demons smirk and take a few steps forward. “Rui, take the woman.” NotCui, now Rui, steps forward.

“Right this way, lady.” He says with a devilish smile.

“Olond, take the bald one, whatever his name was.” The pink shorty nods, walking towards Nappa.

He looks at you. “You’re mine, Saiyan Prince.” He says, entering a battle stance.

You grin.

>Time to show off your power. Prepare a Ki Sword!
>Can’t move if there’s no place to go! Energy Blast Volley!
>No need to waste energy on this, Saiyan Martial Arts!

Rolled 2, 14, 67, 100, 9 = 192 (5d100)

>>5001282
Rolls needed:
1d100 for each!
Raditz, Piccolo, Saiyans, Nappa, Turles, Calaba

Call out who you roll for, otherwise your roll goes into the order above!

Rolled 14 (1d100)

>>5001283
Rolling for Calaba

>>5001283
My rolls were for the enemies, I wonder who got that 100

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>5001282
>Time to show off your power. Prepare a Ki Sword!
>>5001283
Rolling for Piccolo

>>5001282
>>Time to show off your power. Prepare a Ki Sword!

Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>5001282
>>Time to show off your power. Prepare a Ki Sword! Rolling for Turles

Rolled 20 (1d100)

>>5001283
Raditz

>>5001356
All the boys rolling like shit, thankfully the enemy did too (except 2). Now show me Vegeta's power with the ki sword, his opponent just got a crit!

Roll 1d100, best of three! (And keep rolling for others if you wish)

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>5001415
UNLEASH THE DRAGON.

Rolled 55 (1d100)

>>5001415

Rolled 71 (1d100)

>>5001415

Rolled 32 (1d100)

>>5001283
And a roll for Nappa too.

Maybe there were so many low level soldiers they just piled the corpses ontop of us that uhh... We got tired?

Rolled 82 (1d100)

>>5001415
>>5001283
Turtles?

Rolled 80 (1d100)

I think we need one more roll for Saiyans anyone? Roll well plz!

>>5001592
I'm sure that we already had a roll for Turles, but I wouln't mind a bunch of super turtles showing up and saving our ass.

>>5001607
Which rolls were for them?

>>5001544
>71
Sadly, it seems Vegeta will have a bad time today. Crit vs 72.

Stay tuned today for the anime episode: "Vegeta's Ki Sword defeated?! Rasha's secret technique!"

>>5001878
This one
>>5001323
I'll be honest, I missed it the first time and nearly rolled for Turles too instead of Nappa, that greentext is a good camouflage.

>>5001595
I'll pick this roll for the Saiyans and let Turles job.

Rolled 69 (1d100)

Let me just check something

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You take a palm to the other one and slowly slide it away through the air, a sword of pure energy appears. Slowly but surely, you let your power level rise and energy swirls around you like a tornado. While suppressed, you probably seemed to be around 5.000, now you see your enemies’ faces turn from confidence to fear.

The two demons take a step back, gritting their teeth as they watch Turles’ ki swirl around him in powerful waves of blue.

Rui watches your power levels rise, his face turning into utter terror. Calaba is so taken aback she falls down to the ground on her ass.
“Wh-what?!” She mutters.

Nappa enters his battle stance and yells as yellowy waves appear around him. The rotund alien in front of him takes a stoic battle stance.

You watch your enemy and point your ki sword at him. “Now to end this.” You say.

He smiles. “How entertaining.” He says, hardening his battle stance. “Perhaps our battle will make for good training.”

You smile right back. “Hopefully.” You dash forward, and so do the rest of the combatants except the astonished Rui and Calaba and a stoic Olond (the small fat alien).

Nappa approaches him and is ready to deliver a fist, angered by the alien’s confidence. And yet his blow is blocked and his hand moved away, the alien punches the air in front of him. Nappa watches him, angry. “What are you doing?!” He yells, “This is a fight-“

The air in front of the punch suddenly swirls and impacts Nappa right on his belly, deforming it from the strength of the blow. He’s sent back and digs his feet to the ground, clasping his stomach as he pants for air.

Olond returns to his battle stance, he moves his arms into striking position and punches the air three times. Nappa is hit thrice by delayed air, once in the leg and twice in the face as he is sent back.

Turles engages into a melee with the two burly demons. Blows are blocked by both sides, Turles has to disengage multiple times to avoid being overwhelmed, which he does successfully, sending energy waves to keep them back. “Damn!” He says, “Can’t find openings.”

The demons smirk. “You’re skilled.” Says blue Bero. “But we compensate for each other’s shortcomings.” Continues Reto. “We are synchronized. You might as well be fighting an opponent with a power level of 20.000.”

Turles smiles. “Sadly for you, I’m well past that level.” He dashes forward again.
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>>5002085
Meanwhile, at the battlefield of the Frieza force against the Saiyans…

The useless mooks are barely able to make a dent on Raditz and Piccolo, but their constant stream is extenuating. Raditz and Piccolo’s attacks flow constantly, defeating enemy after enemy, Kalabash supporting the both of them, saving up his strength in case either get hit from the back.

But he’s not watching his own back. Soon enough, a Frieza soldier holds him at arm-gun point.

“Idiot.” He says, “I’ve set this to max power, say goodbye to your head!”

But it would not be, a foot finds his head and he is sent flying, knocked out by the blow.

Kalabash watches his daughter Rokka, angry and tired form the exertion. She flies out, charging a ki attack in her hand and sending the energy wave piercing through the heart of the soldier, whose unconscious body barely reacts.

“Rokka! Get back!”

She closes her fists and looks at her father. “No way.” She says, entering the fray where Raditz and Piccolo are still doing their work. Soon, the Frieza soldiers have all fallen.

An exhausted Raditz pants to regain his composure. Piccolo senses something.

“Huh?” He says, gritting his teeth. He looks towards the skies towards which Vegeta and his band. “What’s up with that Vegeta guy’s ki?”

Raditz looks at him, surprised. “What do you mean?”


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You approach Rasha and slash vertically, aiming for his head, but he dodges with a step to the side.

You hear a word from him, “Unlock.” And his power level suddenly spikes, a torrent of ki flies right out of him, his eyes open wide and he kicks your side before you can even see his leg move.

Rui opens his mouth in surprise. “No way!” He says. “That… That guy is making Captain Rasha use his most powerful technique?!”

You feel the sharp pain in your side, your ki sword almost fluttering out of existence. You spit blood and the strength of the kick makes you fly towards a rock, you can recover before you hit it and look back for that bastard… He’s nowhere in sight.

A sharp pain tells you of his position. His closed fist has hit your back. You take a few steps forward as you try to recover from the horrible feeling. You turn around to block his next attack with your ki sword, but he grabs your sword arm and arcs his back to send a fist to your face at full strength. Your eyes could see the enormous amounts of ki flowing in it and outside it and all you could feel at that moment was fear for your life.

His punch connects and sends you flying back again. Your body rams against the ground and tears through it. As you come to a stop, your sword fizzles out, you try to get back up, but find your arm fails. Your nose is broken, and your bad eye’s cheek is swollen.

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>>5002088
“Vegeta!” You hear Nappa say, battered from the strange attacks of that small alien. His distraction does not last long, as he sees the alien Olond move again, and he moves to dodge the attacks that come his way, the wind whistles as it’s torn by the ki of that small alien’s fists.
You use your elbow to lift yourself up and see Rasha standing where he hit you, he bends down and his fist hits the ground, he lays part of his weight on it. “Unlock.” He says again, and he disappears.

You close your eyes to sense his ki and see him above you. You look up and see his two feet heading down fast towards you. You have time to put your arms up to block and you connect. The ground below you caves and a crater forms, a strong wind spreads around it as it clears off the impact zone.

It’s as if your arms were about to break, abject pain courses through your body as you do your best to hold your guard. The ground below you is torn and crater You see him look at you, his eyes look like a hawk’s as he stares right at you, calculating. “This is the Prince of all Saiyans?” He says, disappointed. “I wonder why Frieza hasn’t yet decided to wipe out my entire race, considering how afraid he was of yours.”

He steps off your arms and picks you up by the throat. You struggle to punch him as he lifts you up, but you feel your strength fade. How could you be defeated in just one bout? This is humiliating, you grit your teeth, you can’t even send an energy wave against him.

“Enough of this.” He says. “With a twist of my wrist, your little escapade ends.” He holds on to your throat harder and you struggle to breathe.

His dour expression does not change. “It’s a shame.” He says. “Perhaps we could’ve learned some skills from one another, in another world.”

He dares says something like that?

“Yet orders are orders.” He says. “Un-“

You hear a loud noise coming from a distance away.

BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT.

Captain Rasha looks behind him. A plane, in which you sense Bulma’s energy, with a machine gun that makes a hellish sound on its nose and bullets tearing through the ground a few meters away from you. “-lock.” Rasha finishes, but instead of twisting his wrist to end you, he disappears from view.

The bullets begin impacting the ground close to you and soon they impact you, but although you feel the impact of them, your armor deflects harmlessly, leaving you only a little more battered.

This sudden event drives combat to a pause in the field. You hear a comms from Bulma, static all around her voice. “Thank goodness I arrived in time.” She says. “Thank my grandpa for his ‘finishing touches’ to my air-to-space attack plane!”

You struggle to get up. As you do so, you see a terrifying view. Rasha has dashed towards the plane.

“No.” You say, holding a limp arm.

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>>5002090
He tears through the tail of the plane and fire streams out of it, a dent tearing through the underside along the front end. Rasha stays in the skies, watching the plane fall to its doom.

“Shit!” You hear from the comms. “May day! The ejection system got busted!”

Your heart beats once, twice. Your wide eyed stare looking at the scene. Adrenaline flows through your veins.

>Get Rasha.
>Rescue Bulma.

>>5002094
>>Rescue Bulma.

>>5002094
>Rescue Bulma

Rolled 32, 86, 21 = 139 (3d100)

>>5002132
>>5002133
Vegeta ignores Rasha, with the consequences that brings!

Roll 1d100, best of three, to see how well we do rescuing Bulma!

Rolled 34 (1d100)

>>5002152
Let's go

Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>5002152
Rashad who?

Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>5002152

>>5002180
God damn it

>>5002170
34. Uh oh.

>>5002183
Just Vegeta jobbing again.

Rolled 74 (1d100)

>>5002191

Rolled 62, 79 = 141 (2d100)

>>5002196
Anotha one.

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You grit your teeth, frustrated. You quite simply don’t want to let her die. She’s useful yes, but worth dying for in pragmatic terms? No. And yet…

You jump and fly towards the plane, it’s easy to reach, but not to stop. You take hold of the plane and feel the intense heat emanating from the flames, mixed with the planet’s own. You think of tearing the cockpit glass but realize the fire is way too close to Bulma and you might be too weak to safely land back with her. She looks at you with desperation in her eyes.

You hear her speak in the earpiece. “Go, I’ll be fine! I’ll probably survive the crash.”

‘Probably’ is not good enough for you. As you did once, you get in front of the plane and hold it by the nose, doing your best to slow it down. Your spent energy and the pain from Rasha’s beating make it very hard to do so.

Your back hits the ground and you spit blood. You hear Bulma’s horrified scream through the comms along with your name being yelled by Nappa and Turles. The plane uses you as a cushion for its crash. You concentrate all of your ki on your belly to stop as much of the damage as possible and slowly feel it drain away.

As much as you try to hold on to conscience, it’s fading. The plane comes to a grueling halt. Bulma opens the cockpit, removes her goggles, her eyes streaming tears. “Vegeta!” She yells. “Damn, I’m sorry!” She kneels by your side, embracing you. “I didn’t mean to be a burden, I wanted to help.”

You try to move the plane, but pain is the only response from your exhausted body. Bulma gets up and signals for you to stop. “I- I’ll do it!”

“F-fool…” You say. “This is way too heavy for you.”

She gets her hands under the plane’s nose and she heaves. It fails to move, you see her skin turn reddish from the exertion and the heat. “C’mon, piece of junk!” She yells, then heaves again. The energy flows through her arms to your surprise. The plane moves ever so slightly.

Once more she heaves, and you watch all of her energy go into her arms, half of it being wasted away, but the other half is enough for her to lift the plane. She yells in pain as so much of her energy is drained away, but she is able to move it a meter away and free you.

She falls on top of you, exhausted and crying. “I’m so sorry.” She says amidst hiccups.

You watch what’s going on with your comrades, and notice Rasha rushing through the air right for a distracted Turles. Calaba flies off to intercept him, but he deflects her hit easily and sends her flying back with a punch.

Turles looks behind him and blocks Rasha’s hit with his forearm, trying his best to counter, he fails and leaves an opening which Rasha instantly exploits, kicking him away.

“He’s mine.” You hear him say, waving away the two large demonic humanoids.

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>>5002207
Bulma watches the scene, she gets up. “I have to help.” She says, a few steps forward and a battle stance follow. You grab her by the ankle. “Don’t even think of it.” You say with a strained voice. Blood seeps into your dead eye and you close it as the sting begins.

You then sense two kis coming from afar. Raditz and the Namekian.

Still, by the time they’ll get here, those bastards could probably destroy your other two warriors. You already see the demonic humanoids eyeing Nappa, while that Rui guy is already entering into a melee with Calaba.

Yet your strength is waning, going too far right now might be dangerous…

>Get up! One-armed Galick Gun! Your strength will seep away and you don’t even know if you can pull it off at this point, but whoever gets it will get hit good. (Who do you wish to target?)
>Get up! Tail Slicer! You’ll distract an enemy and give your ally ample time to attack. (Who do you wish to target)
>Create a Fake Moon. So much energy goes into one, if you fail spectacularly, then you might just die… But the power of the Oozaru will win the day.

>>5002208
>Get up! One-armed Galick Gun! Your strength will seep away and you don’t even know if you can pull it off at this point, but whoever gets it will get hit good.
>Help out Nappa-- he's been reliable in the past and is a true friend. If someone's going to die here, you'd rather it not be him.

>>5002208
>Get up! Tail Slicer! You’ll distract an enemy and give your ally ample time to attack. (Who do you wish to target)
>Help out Nappa, he should be able to overwhelm one of those two and turn the battle around.

>>5002208
>Create a Fake Moon. So much energy goes into one, if you fail spectacularly, then you might just die… But the power of the Oozaru will win the day.
Given how many sayians will be in sight of it, there will be hell to pay!

>>5002208
Can it be agreed that from now on if Bulma wants to participate in a battle, she needs to seriously step up her game? Admirable as it is, it's also horribly foolish having an untrained fighter on the battlefield. Be it undergoing a serious tutelage of the Vegeta School of knocks or learning to reverse engineer alien technology to make herself some sort of power suit. Perhaps even both. The prince won't let such valuables go unprepared.

That or actually use the dragon balls to soup her up Saiyan style. If it works for Granolah, then it's fair game here.

>>5002209
>>5002220
Also supporting these.

>>5002231
We can have a pep talk with Bulma after this battle.

>>5002208
>Get up! One-armed Galick Gun! Your strength will seep away and you don’t even know if you can pull it off at this point, but whoever gets it will get hit good. (Who do you wish to target?)

>Whoever is hurting our best boy Nappa.

>>5002208
>Create a Fake Moon. So much energy goes into one, if you fail spectacularly, then you might just die… But the power of the Oozaru will win the day.

>>5002208
>Create a Fake Moon. So much energy goes into one, if you fail spectacularly, then you might just die… But the power of the Oozaru will win the day.
Fuck me sideways, I forgot we could do that. I would had suggested it if I had remembered, but it's been a while since the last last thread.

>>5002411
A fake moon huh? Hopefully we don't critfail.

Roll a 1d100, best of three! The might of the Oozaru will make you forget your wounds and turn your warriors into frenzied primal beasts!

>>5002249
I think we should give her drones. Like, lots and lots of fucking drones. What I would suggest she do is not invest in direct damaging devices, instead of hindering and distracting ones. Laser pointers in people's eyes, high pitches sounds do disorient, potent chemical scents.

>>5002414
make a COOM BACK!

Rolled 28 (1d100)

>>5002414

Rolled 34 (1d100)

>>5002414
fuck you dice

Rolled 80 (1d100)

>>5002414
Well shit, I should have jumped ship to galick gun to stop the fake moon victory.
Hope we don't job too hard.

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>>5002436
DC was 80

>>5002436
>>5002439
Nevermind me then, it seems our luck is turning around.

In the brightside that Zenkai is going to look good.

>>5002436
>>5002439
Fucking clutch.
We gotta protect Bulma during all of this even while being a great ape.

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“Woman, call pods and get all the non-Saiyans in them.” You mutter. Bulma looks at you surprised.

“What are you talking about?!” She says, “I’m pretty sure we need all hands on deck right now!”

You shake your head. “You think I’d order you to do this if I didn’t have a plan?” A ball of ki begins forming in your hand. You feel tired to the bone, and this exertion is proving most excruciating.

“What are you doing?!” She says. “Whatever you’re planning, you better stop it! You’re gonna kill yourself!”

“Shove it!” You say. “Get out of here! Tell everyone over the comms I’m making a fake moon!”

She nods, opening the comms, “Bulma here, Vegeta is in bad shape but he’s about to throw a ‘fake moon’ or something. Piccolo, can you pick me up?”

----

Flying towards the battlefield…

Raditz hears the news in the comms, he frowns and looks at Piccolo. “Get in back to the ship, or at least very far away from here.”

The Namekian looks at Raditz, nervous. “What’s your plan?”

“Remember what our tails do?” Raditz says.

Piccolo nods. “I’ll pick up Bulma and get her out of here.”

Raditz responds with another nod.

Piccolo looks at Raditz. “Be safe.”, he then puts all of his ki into a blast forward to reach Bulma as swiftly as possible.

Raditz watches him surprised, but soon centers himself again. He had to reach the battlefield before turning into an Oozaru.

----

As the huge amalgam of ki in your hands takes shape, you watch your warriors struggle against their enemies. Turles is barely keeping up with Rasha’s sudden power-ups, having to block or dodge his attacks and being unable to retaliate. Nappa has fired his mouth blast at the small alien, who stomped his feet on the ground and blocked it with an open palm with great difficulty. The two demons, meanwhile have finally decided to dash towards Nappa. Calaba has just delivered an uppercut on Rui’s jaw.

You see the Namekian land right beside you. He looks at the plane wreck right beside you, surprised. Bulma ties her flight helmet up and gets on his back, she looks at you one last time, you see a mixture of sadness and anger in her face. “You better not die!” She says.

You try to laugh, emphasis on try, the laugh soon turns into a painful cough as your lungs give in, and the Namekian flies away at full speed.

Finally, with the non-Saiyans out of the way, it’s time to unleash your full power.

You yank your upper body up and swing your arm upwards, sending the ball up.

Your enemies look up. Rasha seems cautious, stopping his duel with Turles, as does Olond with Nappa. Your other foes seem wary and scared.

In the sky, the ball stops.

One heartbeat. Two.

Your eyes go white, your chest pulses. The ecstatic feeling of the transformation overwhelms you and you can’t help but laugh devilishly, as do your warriors.

As your body contorts, you get up, slumping forward after getting back on your feet.

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>>5002477
Rasha looks around and realizes what is going on, in a panic he screams new orders to his men. “Retreat!” He yells, his surprised officers look at each other.

You see Raditz arrive, and as soon as he does so, he also begins his transformation.

You feel your body grow in size, hair appearing all around it and your feet turning ape-like. Soon, you enter the final stage of the transformation, your body goes for one final push and a snout appears on your face.

You and your warriors bellow as you feel the glorious strength of the Saiyan’s primal transformation. Five Oozarus stand together, banging their hands on their chests.

“Unlock!” You hear, and see Captain Rasha and his comrade Olond dashing away from the area, the latter seeming to surf the air.

His other officers are in utter shock, and though they begin to run, their minds have not reasoned that their best way out is to simply fly away.

Their mistake.

Your warriors are already looming over them. Calaba has taking the puny Rui, who’s desperately firing beams at her face, but what can that do against a power level of 50.000?

The frenzied Oozarus always listen to the leader of the herd. With a bellow you can order some of them to follow you. While a few deal with the runts here, some should head for Rasha, and you being the only one with the use of reason at the moment, you’ll have to take the role of the pursuer.

>Race to their ship to destroy it, they will have no way out! If they get there first though, they might be able to flee.
>Pursue Rasha himself! Vengeance is at hand! Destroy and kill! Though if you aren’t capable of dealing with him swiftly, he may reach his ship.

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>>5002478
Oh shit lmao I forgot Turles doesn't have his tail. Nice QMing from my part there.

Well, Turles is still in humanoid form, but he knows how to avoid frenzied Oozarus, he'll hang around your shoulder.

>>5002478
>Race to their ship to destroy it, they will have no way out! If they get there first though, they might be able to flee.

>>5002478
>Race to their ship to destroy it, they will have no way out! If they get there first though, they might be able to flee.
Shame we don't have a child to throw at it this time.

>>5002478
>Pursue Rasha himself! Vengeance is at hand! Destroy and kill! Though if you aren’t capable of dealing with him swiftly, he may reach his ship.
Tell everyone to rush to the ships while we get the leader.

>>5002478
>>Race to their ship to destroy it, they will have no way out! If they get there first though, they might be able to flee.
Throw Turles at the ship.

>>5002520
Supporting. If we throw Turles hard enough, he should reach terminal velocity and shatter the ship even as a puny humanoid!
"Turles, remember our talk about getting stronger? Time for Zenkai."

>>5002520
>>5002622
please do not throw the turtle

>>5002627
Ima throw the turtle. Do it.

>>5002638
Dude he's not a big monkey this time. He could actually die from the explosion.

>>5002478
>Pursue Rasha himself! Vengeance is at hand! Destroy and kill! Though if you aren’t capable of dealing with him swiftly, he may reach his ship.

>>5002642
Turtles should be fine as your throw likely won't let him reach the ship, but it will make him go super fast.

Also, Gohan's issue was more related to the fact that he was a mindless giant monkey, had he properly protected himself and not left himself open to the explosion, he likely would've been fine. Well, better off than he was at least.

>>5002803
But would he be fine with being thrown. That's the real question

>>5002857
Doubtful. Anyways. Let's yeet a fucking Turles

>>5002869
fuck it, I'm in.

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>>5002857
>But would he be fine with being thrown

>>5002803
>>5002992
Alright than, let's give him the fastball special.

>>5002992
Turles is such a good sport

>>5003033
>>5003018
He's probably fine with it.

Roll 1d100, best of three.

Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>5003034
YEET!

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Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>5003034
GO TURLES

Rolled 13 (1d100)

>>5003034
*verry fast Turles moving at v ery hihg velocity*

>>5003050
Man today has turned out to just not be our day, huh? Well, especially for Turles, but yeah.

I'll gift you boys another roll.

Turtles will try to make the best of the throw, now that he's thrown. Roll one 1d100!

>>5003057
Atleast we all will get a nice zenkai after this.

Rolled 57 (1d100)

>>5003061
Go Turles, save us!

>>5003070
Introducing the new Turles-a-pult! (Only available at your local Saiyans-R-Us, Turles sold separately)

Rolled 11 (1d100)

>>5003061
Turles! Turles! He's our man! If he can't do it we're pretty fucked honestly!

Rolled 33 (1d100)

>>5003061
YEET!

Rolled 54 (1d100)

Rasha

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Your voice booms through the arid plains. “Turles!” You yell, he flies right over to your shoulder after dodging a few frenzied Oozaru swipes.

He lands on your shoulder pad, putting a hand to your face to support himself. “We will leave the rest to deal with these runts.” You say. Calaba is gripping Rui ever harder, Nappa and Raditz are trying to hit the demon brothers, who fly around to dodge their blows, but soon enough, one is hit and thrown down to the ground by Raditz, and the other suffers a mouth blast from Nappa.

You jump in the air and dash forward. The heavy figure of the Oozaru is, in fact, faster than your regular form thanks to the awesome increase in energy it provides.

You hear the comms come in, Bulma’s voice rings in your ears. “Vegeta!” She says. “We’re back on the ship. Head towards direction 250, it’ll be a straight line from where you are.”

That’s exactly where Rasha and Olond were headed, as you imagined, they’re going for their ship.

Turles speaks to Bulma. “Are we going to overtake them?”

“If that gigantic ki headed right for the enemy ship is Vegeta, it’s a pretty close shave…” She says.

He shakes his head. “Not good, if they get there first-“ He’s interrupted by your hand gripping him. He slaps your giant fingers. “Hey!” He says, “What are you doing?!”

“There is only one way for one of us to get there faster.” You say.

Turles’ heart sinks as realization sets in. “Don’t you dare!” He says. “I swear I’ll-“

You take a more vertical position and heave your gigantic arm backwards, the wind whistling as you rip through it. “Go! Your true test of might starts here!” You bellow, then arc your arm forwards with all your strength and throw him.

The throw is clumsy at best, instead of sending him flying like a javelin, he’s flying vertically and he has to readjust, losing a lot of velocity.

Rasha and Olond see their scouters beep, they look up and see the figure of Turles barreling through the wind as he attempts to recover flight form. Olond frowns, “Rasha. This isn’t good, we’re not going to make it.”

Rasha shakes his head. “We are. Unlock.” His ki swirls around and propels him forward, but he runs out of steam halfway through, panting across the wind. Olond is even able to reach him once more.

“Running out of juice?” He asks.

Rasha frowns.

You hear various insults from Turles muffled by the wind all around him, and questions from Bulma wondering how Turles got so far ahead so quickly.

Turles finally recovers flight form and pours all of his strength into flying. “Damn!” He says. “I thought my neck was about to break.”

In the distance, you see the silhouettes of Rasha and Olond. The short fat alien looks back towards you, then to Rasha, and he slows down until he eventually blocks your path.

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Rolled 52 (1d100)

>>5003195
KILL!

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>>5003195
“Fool.” You say, flying at full speed towards him. “What do you think you’re doing?”

“I owe a large debt to Rasha. And I will repay it.” You hear him yell frantically, taking a battle stance, he gathers his strength and fires a huge gust of wind towards you which you can easily dodge thanks to the distance between you.

Is that… honor in the Frieza force? Who would’ve thought? Interesting. But is it interesting enough for him to remain alive? Whatever you do here, you should be able to easily destroy him.

>Mouth Blast that fool! You will annihilate him for being so impudent!
>A single punch of the mighty Oozaru form will be enough to knock him senseless. He has piqued your interest, you don’t want to kill him just yet.

>>5003200
>A single punch of the mighty Oozaru form will be enough to knock him senseless. He has piqued your interest, you don’t want to kill him just yet.
Break an arm and leg for good measure. Also break any communication devices he has.
Now that I think about it, any scouter reading power levels above 9000 should explode or something I think.

>>5003217
New model scouters (Frieza saga) break at a later point. Saiyans invading Earth just got old models.

>>5003200
>A single punch of the mighty Oozaru form will be enough to knock him senseless. He has piqued your interest, you don’t want to kill him just yet.
Either that connection is mutual and we can use him to get Rasha to stand down, or we can show him that the Frieza force doesn't care and and turn that loyalty to us.

>>5003200
>>A single punch of the mighty Oozaru form will be enough to knock him senseless. He has piqued your interest, you don’t want to kill him just yet.

>>5003229
Roll 1d100, best of three!

You can also 1d100 roll for:
Turtles
Calaba Oozaru
Raditz Oozaru
Nappa Oozaru

Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>5003234
Turles

Rolled 46 (1d100)

>>5003234
Rolling for Turtles

Rolled 44 (1d100)

>>5003234
Calaba go!

Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>5003234
For the Prince

Rolled 81 (1d100)

>>5003234

Rolled 44 (1d100)

>>5003234
Second roll for Nappa

So is our gimmick going to be throwing our "companions" at x? Because frankly, I'm all on board embarrassing the YEET tactic. Would make the Frieza conflict oh so marveling by throwing Kakarot/Goku at Frieza.

You can also roll for Vegeta when you roll for a character btw. Just another d100 or make another post saying it's for Vegeta.

>>5003234
More rolls.

Rolled 20 (1d100)

>>5003266
Fuck

Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>5003234
Hopefully, my raditz roll will be better

>>5003268
Yeah, I should just stop rolling at this point.

>>5003246
>>5003254
Hope that either only Vegeta and Turlea rolling well is enough, or that the Oozaru transformation can carry the rest.

>>5003254
Turtles 70
Vegeta 81
Nappa 44
Calaba 44
Raditz 30

Man thank goodness they got a 10x buff.

Rolled 7 (1d100)

>>5003272
How's Rasha doing?

Rolled 42 (1d100)

>>5003281
And Olond, who is trying his best against the 600km/h flying giant monkey

Rolled 67, 7 = 74 (2d100)

Demon brothers

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>>5003299
Olond watches you approach, measuring the distance, he throws both of his hands back, then forward. A huge circular gush of energy-powered wind appears in front of him.

Though it’s a good attempt, it’s nothing that could slow you down. You make sure the area that enters in contact with the wind shield is the least possible and get right through it.

“Out of my way!” You yell, your fist steers back and you throw it forward with your full strength.

Olond freezes in his stance, putting only one forearm up. “My debt is repaid, Rasha!” He yells as your fist contacts his forearm. For a split second, he holds you down and makes you slow to a crawl, but his forward foot is lifted first, then the next, and soon he is sent to the side flying away, his arm broken and him unconscious and bleeding profusely.

He held you but for a few seconds, fool. You bellow in victory and slam a fist to your chest as you give chase to your prey once more.

“Bulma.” You hear Turles’ voice, he seems calm. “I’m at the ship, where’s the power level that was right behind me?”

She seems confused. “Uuh… He’s… completely still.” She says.

What?

You see a silhouette in the distance, a tall and thin humanoid. Rasha, fists clenched and with a solemn expression, watches you come to him…

---

Raditz tries to swat one of the demon brothers, Calaba throws the unconscious body of Rui away and it slams into the ground, Nappa tries to kick another of the demon brothers.

“We’re like flies to them.” Says Reto. He expects his brother to reply, but hearing nothing, he looks for him.

He finds Bero just barely dodging Calaba’s fist, which buries itself into the ground. But soon after, Nappa’s mouth blast engulfs him completely.

“Bero!” He yells before dodging Raditz’ pummeling with a jump to the air. Was his brother dead? Reto frowned and closed his eyes, trying to strengthen his resolve as the apes below him pummeled their chests in defiance and victory. Their yells piercing through his eardrums.

He then charges his ki. “Hell drill!” He yells, his body begins to rotate at a high speed and he charges down towards the ground, burying himself. The Oozarus watch him perplexed. They dig around the hole he made, trying to bring him out, but he has gone so deep it would take them hours. Frustrated, the three Oozarus start to destroy and pummel rocks around them.

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>>5003313
You land close to Rasha, the two of you face off as a gust of wind carrying sand passes by. You notice his clothes are dirtied and his skin is scrapped, as if he had just had an encounter with the ground.

“Is Olond dead?” Rasha asks.

“Shouldn’t have left him behind if you were going to ask that question later, fool.” You say, your voice echoing through the desert. You repress the desire for revenge your primal mind is focused on. Sometimes, the Oozaru form seems to think on its own.

A wan smile appears on his face. “Well. Let’s finish this.” He says, setting a fighting stance.

Through your earpiece, you hear Bulma’s voice once more. “Vegeta! The guys back in the battlefield got the better of your enemies. They’re done for over there.”

Turles’ voice comes into the comms as well. “I put the Frieza ship into safe mode. It’ll take hours for anyone to get through the safety measures and pilot this thing.”

You watch the figure of Rasha, he’s breathing heavily, sweating under the sun. For all intents and purposes, the battle is over, he’s lost.

>Time to finish this. Attack!
>There is no honor in such a power level difference. Your Oozaru form likely healed many of your wounds. Remove the moon and attack.
>Perhaps it’s time to parley. Remove the moon as a show of good faith and speak with him.

>>5003314
>Perhaps it’s time to parley. Remove the moon as a show of good faith and speak with him.

>>5003314
>Perhaps it’s time to parley. Remove the moon as a show of good faith and speak with him.
These guys fought well, some even with honor, I wantbto try and recruit them.