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{Previous threads http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?searchall=space+monkey
movelist with updated PLs: http://pastebin.com/c4WftYiC (embed) }

With the tournament fighter all registered, your new apprentice confident that he can make finals, you retire for the night, mostly so that the blue haired ball of energy on your shoulders doesn't spend all day bothering you about lack of sleep.

The sun rises early over this Island, and you rise with it, taking a seat with Bulma; currently holding the smaller bundle that is Chitsu, Launch the blonde hussy and Roshi, who seems to have mostly ignored his... instincts in favour of watching the preliminary fights for today.

Spike, as current reigning champion of these games, is asked to kick things off with a little speech, but he insists on turning it into a full blown song and dance number, much to the chagrin of the loud blonde man that gave him a microphone.

The prelims don't take very long, not when you compare the average human fighter to the kinda of strength your friends are packing. You do notice that tall white haired guy managed to make it through the starting rounds though. Good for him.

Unfortunately for him, Tien has to go up against Risel in the prelims.... she makes a point to not show him up to badly, but the Earth-born Triclops still comes away grumbling about Saiyans. He has company though, Nail wipes out to Chichi, the two of them sulking off in a corner to complain about warrior pride.

Eventually the tournament boils down to just sixteen finalists. Goku, Risel, Teito, Raditz, Krillin, Chichi, Gohan and Kuriza; (both pretending to be adults), Yajirobe, Diol, Nappa, some friend of Nappa's called Satan, that white haired man, a purple skinned little guy, a wrestler called Spopovich and someone calling themself 'Caped Fighter' rather originally wearing a cape that covers their entire body, can't make out anything other than they're tall.

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"These other guys really don't stand a chance... do they?" Bulma asks you sidelong, struggling to keep hold of the black haired babe in her arms, currently intent on stealing Launch's hotdog.

"Against us?" You snort, running your scouter over all the other fighters, all of them are only clocking in from a power level range of 30 for that Satan guy, to 700 for this caped fighter person. "I'm sure they'll go easy on them."

Well what do you know? First round up, Kuriza's facing off against Krillin. All the fighters other than the first two file off the stage, as Krillin and Kuriza face each other, the boy towering over his much older opponent.

Krillin's freaking out, you can see him trembling, feeling the power coming off your apprentice in waves. This close to the ring, they'd probably hear you if you shouted loud enough.

>Kick his ass Kuriza, Monkey Tail style!
>Buck up Krillin, you still have a chance!
>Kick back and relax, impartiality is fun.
>Screw this, go check out the festival outside instead.
>Write in.
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>>42898353
>Kick his ass Kuriza, Monkey Tail style!
>Buck up Krillin, you still have a chance!

Both of them can give it their all.
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>>42898353
>Kick back and relax, impartiality is fun.
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>>42898353
>>Kick back and relax, impartiality is fun.
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>>42898353
>Kick back and relax, impartiality is fun.
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You shrug, kicking back and relax, you don't have a stake in this fight, besides, you like them both well enough.

"Come on Krillin, kick his lizard ass!" Launch bellows next to you.

"Kuri! Win!" Bra counters from her seat on your lap.

The two fighters bow, Krillin throwing shifty eyes all over the place, muttering something to himself. "Fighters ready? BEGIN!" The announcer calls.

Faster than even you can keep track of, Kuriza is behind Krillin, trying to kick the little Budhist in the back of the head. Krillin ducks, but ends up getting a face full of tail instead, Kuriza spinning around to slam Krilling across the arena.

Krillin holds his hands to either side of his eyes. "Uh oh." You hastily shut your eyes, covering Bra's and having Bulma do likewise, as Krillin unleashes a Solar Flare.

The audience screams as they're blinded, while you fish around for the sunglasses Roshi gave you. Pushing them up your nose, you see Krillin on the offensive, floating up to deliver blow after blow to Kuriza's face, the boy staggering backwards.

Suddenly the boy shapeshifts, a puff of smoke and he's entirely the same, save for having puffed a pair of sunglasses on his face. Clever.

He catches Krillin's punch out of the air, then the other, holding his bald foe by the wrists, as Krillin sruggles to break free.

Instead of hurting him any more, Kuriza just carries Krillin over to the edge of the platform and lowers the struggling Krillin until he's pressed into the ringside dirt.

Krillin's struggles stop as he feels the ground underneath him, rubbing his head and looking ashamed of himself, as the announcer calls out Kuriza's win.
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Kuriza offers a hand back down to his bested opponent, helping Krillin back up onto the stage. "Well how bout that folks, a display of decency from our winner!" The announcer adds, while Kuriza flashes you a thumbs up.

The next round follows soon, Teito versus Diol, as Yamcha takes a seat with your group.

>Not fighting Yamcha?
>Kick his ass, Saiyan style Tei!
>Head over to the waiting area, congratulate Kuriza
>Write in
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>>42899037
>Interrogate Yamcha about his relationship with Teito.
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>>42899037
>Try to seduce Yamcha, testing if he's truly loyal to Teito.
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>>42899037
>ask when Teito is due

We figured it out last thread, just after the fact.
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>>42899037
>Head over to the waiting area, congratulate Kuriza
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>>42899224
Wait, we did?
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>>42899037
>>Not fighting Yamcha?
>>Kick his ass, Saiyan style Tei!
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>>42899037
>Head over to the waiting area, congratulate Kuriza

Also this: >>42899224
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>>42899265
In the thread we did, from the hints that Chuckles put in the post, which to me means the character should have too. Chucklefuck never outright stated it.
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>Head over to the waiting area, congratulate Kuriza
>ask when Teito is due
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>>42899037
>Head over to the waiting area, congratulate Kuriza
>When do you think Teito's due, Yamcha?
Give him a light slap on the back too.
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You give him a sidelong look. "So, how's things with Teito going?"

He gives a shrug and a nod together, "It's going well, the kids are really coming along, baseball's bringing in steady money, can't complain."

"Not fighting today?" Bulma questions, "What, scared you're gonna get your leg broken again?"

Yamcha nods again, "Quite honestly, yes. Not once in over a decade have I made it past quarter finals. So I figured I'm not gonna be the guy who wipes out first round this year. Let Krillin do it or something. You saw how Tien handled his fight." He explains as the fight starts.

Seems... pragmatic. Though, thinking back, you do have a question for him. "Hey, Yamcha." You lean in close so the others can't hear, as Diol suplexes Teito. "When's she due?"

He turns to face you, brow knotted in confusion, "Due? Huh?"

"Teito." You nudge, "Come on, you can tell me, I can keep a secret."

"Kabuya, I legitimately have no idea what you're talking about." He replies, turning back to face the arena, brushing his hands over his lips, hiding what seemed like a hint of a smile. Hmm.

Diol's holding his own pretty well, having busted out the Four Witches technique, he's able to keep Teito on her feet, keeping her on the retreat, until she hits the edge of the arena, before she somersaults over his head, grappling him from behind, full nelsoning two of his arms.

Diol struggles to break free as she kicks his legs out from under him, before shrugging and blasting both of them into the air.

The Triclops dodges low as Teito kicks high, grabbing her leg in two places, he swings her round and tosses her, before bringing all four hands together now that he's got distance on her, his palms shaping a hexagon together. "DOUBLE TRI BEAM!"
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A huge octagonal blast burst through the air over the crowd, while the crowd roars, Teito doing her best to dodge it, flies low. Poor luck for her, she doesn't quite make it, the blast throwing her though the air, she almost blasts into the stands before she catches herself, inches from a spectators face.

"Oh, we're doing this now, are we?" She calls up to him, "Alright then." She unbuttons her overshirt, tossing it to the grass by the ringside, it lets out an enormous slam as it hits the ground, Teito's power jumping now that she's down to her tank top.

"Titan Slug!" She growls, a manic grin on her face, as a long cylinder of ki forms in front of her, at least eight feet long. Yamcha's laughing to himself as she grabs it at one end with both hands and rushes Diol, rearing the bat back and slamming it into his head.

The bat explodes on impact, blasting Diol down, straight into the arena floor, Diol's not moving much, as the announcer starts to count upwards, declaring Teito the winner at ten, while medics swoops in to carry Diol off, the Triclops seems to be laughing to himself as Launch rushes to console him, he's just clutching his ribs the entire time, as Teito showboats for the audience.

"Well, points for originality, I suppose." You muse, as she heads back to the waiting room.

"The next round will be between Hercule Satan and the Caped Fighter ladies and gentlemen!" The announcer declares, dabbing sweat off his temple. "Let's hope these next fighters can show us something even more intense than that last match!"

Somehow you doubt it.

>Boring, human fights, go check on the waiting room.
>Boring, go see the fair, grab something to eat.
>Might as well see what they can do.
>Talk to Bulma/Yamcha/Roshi about...
>Write in
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>>42899787
>Might as well see what they can do.
If its boring, grope Bulma in public.
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>>42899787
>>Boring, human fights, go check on the waiting room.
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>>42899787
>Might as well see what they can do.
>Telepathically contact Kami and ask if he has any suggestions regarding some new training we need to do.
Future-Bra did suggest we train a LOT, so we might as well ask.
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>>42899787

I'll go ahead and support this: >>42899849

Providing that Kami is in range, that is. If not, then go check on the waiting room.
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>>42899849
We should move into gravity chamber(max it out), wear heaviest clothes Kami can magic up, and maybe have some sort of cure, or limiter cast on us. Also maybe to the Popos surpass yourself doll thing, and traveling back in time to learn techniques from ancient masters.
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>>42899927
Yeah, not sure if he is, but he might be.
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>>42899940
I think something of a journey could be pretty badass for us. Being able to come back at the exact moment of time we leave would also be a plus.
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Might as well see what they can do, you figure. Nappa's friend comes out first, setting a pile of cement tiles down, showboating before the match, claiming he doesn't need any 'fancy tricks' to win.

Riiiiight, well while he's doing that, you check in with Kami. "Hey, old slug." You call out.

It takes him a moment, but you get a response. "Kabuya." He greets curtly. "How's the tail treating you?"

You curl it around your waist, feeling the familiar warmth, "Treating me well. Say, listen, I'm looking to expand my boundaries training wise, got any suggestions?"

He pauses, "Well... you could always go offworld, deep space is sure to provide you with eccentric places to train; planets with gravity 500 times our own, peculiar aliens, interesting things to see."

It's an option. "Anything else?"

You can just see him stroking his chin, "Well, you are familiar with the Pendulum Room, you could always train using it, though with Mr Popo's hands on the controls.... well it might get messy."

You shiver, remembering some of the nightmares you got from training with Popo. "Anything else?"

"Well, there's always the path to seek enlightenment." Kami suggests, "Learn from spiritual leaders helps increase the strength of one's mind and soul. Our young friend Risel is undertaking something similar, but seems to have more of a.... academic interest in spirituality than religious. She does enjoy mentioning that she's been to the literal afterlife."

"You trying to convert me Kami?" You ask, "Thought you were the god around here?"

He chuckles, "Well, that's more of a job than a holy position, though if it tempts you, those who walk the path of enlightenment tend to be more adept ki users as well. And who knows, a purer soul may wipe clean some of the blood on your ledger."

Now that is interesting. "Got anything else laying around?" You ask.
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He gives a longer pause, "No. Afraid that's all the ideas I have, as of now. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a forest fire to go put out."

He quickly cuts contact, as the round ends, Satan hitting the wall on the side of the arena hard enough to crack it. "Wait, when did they even start?" You ask.

Yamcha smirks, "About twenty seconds ago. For all his hot air, this Hercule guys not really up to scratch."

Nappa swoops in, picking Hercule up, the crowd roaring for the giant Saiyan, "Hey folks, be sure to catch Devil and Cabbage, Thursdays at nine!" He waves to the crowd, carrying his costar out of the public eye, while the Caped Fighter just stands in the middle of the ring, perfectly still.

"What's that guys deal I wonder..." Bulma mutters, as the tall caped guy slowly and precisely walks off stage, before lighting up when her sister takes a seat with you.

"Sis, sis-in-law, science niece." She nods to Bulma, you, then Bra, before noticing Chitsu. "Made another little scientific anomaly have we?" She asks, playing got your nose with the younger child.

"Afraid not." Bulma shakes her head, "Watching her for a friend."

>Hey Bulma, how you feel about me going to space for a while?
>How's the book coming Tights?
>Go check on Kuriza and the others.
>Write in
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>>42900469
>>How's the book coming Tights?
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>>42900469
>>Go check on Kuriza and the others.
congratulate Kuriza for winning. Positive reinforcement an stuff.
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>>42900469
>How's the book coming Tights?
>Go check on Kuriza and the others.
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>>42900469
>How's the book coming Tights?
>Go check on Kuriza and the others
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>>42900469
>How's the book coming Tights?
>Go check on Kuriza and the others.
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You nudge your sister in law, "Hey Tights, how's the book coming along?"

She holds her hands up and shrugs, "Eh. It's in the editors hands at the moment." She glances over at the waiting room, "Mean time, figured I'd stretch my wings, so I'm writing a screenplay with/for Nappa. He wanted some cerebral scifi thing, so I'm trying to punch it up so that the masses will actually want to see it." She gives you a grin, "Spent a lot of long nights arguing with him about if he should have a space dog for a sidekick. He says space-dogs don't even exist, but I swear I saw one this one time."

You tell her to keep up the good work, as Gohan takes the field with that Spopovich fellow, stopping to give him a nod of encouragement, you head to the waiting room, finding this caped fighter sneering at Kuriza from the shadows of his cloak.

"Nice outfit kid, your mommy make it for you?" Asks a musical voice, hard to tell if it's male or female.

Kuriza tilts his head, "Technically I don't have a mom. My people are a monogendered species of space lizards who largely identify as what other species call male...." He explains, before glancing downwards at his woolen gi, "But I suppose the woman that made it could be the closest facsimile. She knitted it herself!"

The caped person seems at a lack for words after the genuine response they got. "Right. Whatever."
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They slink off towards the food table, while you congratulate Kuriza on his win, "You did good work out there kid." You congratulate him. "Shapeshifting sunglasses on, smart thinking. And you didn't even beat Krillin up too much."

Kuriza blushes under your praise, "Thanks Master. I just don't want to hurt anyone unless I really have to, is all."

Hard to believe those words just came out of the mouth of Frieza's kid.

>I said it to Gohan, I'll say it to you. I'm not your mother.
>You do understand that there ARE some people that do have to be stopped with force, right?
>Proud of you, keep up the good work.
>Sounds smart. Ever think about taking over the PTO some day?
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>>42900780
>Proud of you, keep up the good work.
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>>42900780
>I'm proud of you.
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>>42900780
>You do understand that there ARE some people that do have to be stopped with force, right?
Sometimes force is the only way to get through to a person. Words and posturing can't solve everything.

>Proud of you, keep up the good work
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>>42900780
>>Proud of you, keep up the good work.
We could adopt him if he wants
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>>42900780
>Just remember that there are some people who have to be stopped with force.
>Proud of you, keep up the good work.
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You pat his shoulder, "Keep up the good work kid. Proud of you. Just remember, sometimes, there will be opponents that HAVE to be stopped with force, words aren't going to solve everything."

He nods, even if he's frowning non-committally about it. "Thanks Master, I won't let you down."

You give him a nod and move on, moving over to Risel, Raditz and Teito, the latter now gorging herself now her match is finished. "Kabs." She grunts between mouthfuls. "You shood've signed up! It'd be one lesh human to embarrass."

You shrug, "I'm quite alright watching from the stands." You explain, "before glancing over to Risel and Raditz, "Who're you two fighting then?"

They exchange glances, "My brother." Raditz sighs, pointing to the buffet, currently being torn to shreds by Goku.

"I've got Chichi." Risel adds, "I think she's gonna give me a run for my money though, she's able to scare Goku after all."

You snicker a little, as true enough, Chichi pulls Goku away from the food by his ear, twisting hard at the lobe to enforce some manners into her husband.

Gohan reappears, rushing over to Kuriza to celebrate his win over Spopovich, his childish bouncing at odds with his magically formed adult body.

You shout congratulations over to the boy, as Raditz and Goku are called out to fight, Raditz slapping his face to psych himself up, while Goku just inhales a few more dumplings for the road.

Risel watches idly, forming a small ball of energy over one hand, she traces a path for it with one finger, weaving it between her barely opened fingers on the other hand.

>I hear you're taking an interest in religion Ris
>Hey Teito, how's the pregnancy treating you?
>Write in?
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>>42901108
The religion one.
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>>42901108
>both
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>>42901108
>I hear you're taking an interest in religion Ris
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>>42901108
>>Hey Teito, how's the pregnancy treating you?
>inbe4 she is not pregnant, just fat.
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>>42901108
>>Hey Teito, how's the pregnancy treating you?
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>>42901108
>I hear you're taking an interest in religion Ris
then whisper to Teito
>How's the pregnancy treating you?
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"I hear you're taking an interest in the local religions Ris." You mention, tapping your forehead, "Courtesy of Kami."

She nods, "Yes, actually. It started with a trip to see Krillin's old temple. It was a fascinating place, beautiful architecture, rich tradition, interesting dogma, I thought I'd hear them out, see what they had to say and add it to my database." She slides her small datapad across the table, pulling up a file, "Orin Temple, famous for the tradition of burning their heads with incense."

"That's what those are?" Teito asks. "Thought Krillin was just a weird looking dude. Since, y'know..." She thumbs her nose.

Risel thumbs through a few more pages, "And I was discussing it with Chichi, she taught me more about the local religions, Budhism, Taoism, Christianity and Judaism- offshoots of the space variants- it's... interesting stuff."

"Sounds lame." Teito grunts around a mouthful of noodles. "Fasting, meditation, all that's not gonna do you much good when you're fighting on an empty stomach and your limbs are out of practice."

Risel rolls her eyes, "If you say so Tei, if you say so."

Goku's gone for Raditz' tail, pinning his brother to the floor, Raditz seems to be down for the count, until he suddenly blasts the floor underneath him, rocketing himself upwards, knocking himself clear of his brother.

But Goku just tanks through it, blasting a Kamehameha out of his- out of his feet? He jets forward and grabs Raditz around the waist and blasts both of them towards the ground.

They both try to pull up, but the momentum's too great, all Raditz manages to do is seperate them, the older brother landing outside the ring, Goku smashing downwards onto the edge of the arena, still in.

"Goku wins!" The announcer screams to the audience, "Can this former champ be back to reclaim his title? Find out soon ladies and gents!"
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Raditz is grinding his teeth so hard you can hear it from inside the building, glaring at his happy go lucky brother, who's whistling merrily as he strolls back in.

Raditz takes a seat with Krillin, still grinding his teeth, promising that next time he'll just go Super Saiyan.

You sidle up next to Teito while Risel is off consoling him. "So, Teito... how's the pregnancy going?"

She chokes on her food, coughing up about half a pound of rice and her eyes going wide? Finally she wipes her mouth, rolling her eyes. "Took you long enough to figure it out. What's the matter? Brain slowing down in your old age?" She asks, winking as she tucks back into her food.

"Aha! I knew it!" You pat her on the back as she coughs again.

She shrugs, "Yeah well, it's going fine. Chichi gave me a few pointers on it. Reckons the kid'll be born in a few months, four or so."

>I'm gonna be a grandma... weird.
>That's it, you have to get out of the tournament, too risky for the kid.
>Write in
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>>42901472
You sure you should participate in tournament? Wouldn't want something bad happen to the baby, if you get punched in stomach.
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>>42901472
>>I'm gonna be a grandma... weird.

>>42901497
Dude, Saiyans
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>>42901472
>I'm gonna be a grandma... weird.
>By the way, would you be interested in teaching Gohan and a few others about Space-Engineering? I know Chi-chi wants him to get an education, but I think a combination of the practical along with the theoretical, along with skipping over certain things, could be a benefit to him.
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>>42901546
Saiyans are the inventors of falcon punch abortions. And other opponents are sayans too.
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>>42901472

>>I'm gonna be a grandma... weird.
>"Are you sure you wanna fight those guys? No doubt you can beat them up, but taking any hit is a bad idea. Ki blasts aren't good for babies, and some of them could do weird stuff with magic or something like that.
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>>42901546

Kabu admited her being pregnant while fighting would be bad.
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"I'm... gonna be a grandma. That's a weird thought." You muse over that for a second while Teito packs away some spaghetti. "Are you sure you want to be fighting these guys if you're pregnant?"

She eyes you, "What are you saying? I can beat these pansies with my eyes closed. If things go bad, I can always go Super Saiyan, now that Raditz is out, I'm the only one in the tournament."

"Teito...." You raise an eyebrow in warning.

She sighs dramatically, "Okay, fine, how bout this?" She lifts her shirt up, the baby's not even showing yet, and flexes her abs, the muscles tightening, before she grabs your hand and smacks it against the rock hard muscles. "That's a wall right there. But anyone really starts to work the stomach and I'll surrender." She lets you go, rolling her eyes, "I'm not an idiot Kabs, not gonna let the little one die for a couple thousand zeni."

"If you're sure." You comment, as the purple man and the cowboy fight their round, this round shockingly tame after the flying and energy blasts.

The cowboy's got height and strength, but the purple one's got speed, and with both their power levels sitting at exactly 50, it's hard to tell who'll win.

You get bored quickly, paging through some more of Risel's notes on Earth traditions, until the cowboy is finally declared the winner. Nappa beats Yajirobe handily afterwards.

Risel, despite her doubts manages to win against Chichi with a simple trick. She waits for Chichi to rush her, leading her foe towards the edge, she simply bursts her Kaioken as high as it will go, the sudden upswing in power knocking Chichi flat on her... chichis, off the side of the ring.

Risel never even threw a single punch.
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With that, the tournament wraps for the day, and you finally return to a haggard looking Bulma, Bra dangling off one shoulder, pulling her hair, while Chichi takes Chitsu back.

The hotel you're staying at is buzzing with conversation when you return, you hear Gohan and Kuriza buzzing about going to the night festival, wanting to see the fireworks.

Chichi and Bulma just seem dead tired, and Chitsu's already asleep, but a certain blue haired girl is still a ball of energy, hopping around the room and screaming happily as she pulls at the curtains.

>Take her to the fireworks.
>Take Bra somewhere quiet, see if she can pick up flying
>Bed time is bed time, put her down.
>Write in
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>>42901841
>>Take Bra somewhere quiet, see if she can pick up flying

The faster she starts learning the better.
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>>42901841
>Take Bra somewhere quiet, see if she can pick up flying
>Tell her when the right time and the wrong time to use it is.
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>>42901841
>>Take Bra somewhere quiet, see if she can pick up flying
Bra's like a year old right? Where does she get all this energy?
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>>42901906
Saiyans gain the strength of their parents. When she got pissed last thread, she had a burst of anger that was momentary super-saiyan.
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>>42901841
>Take her to the fireworks.
Time for kids to be kids is more important than training. We know this.
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>>42898346
>Nail wipes out to Chichi
How'd that happen?
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>>42901955
Nail underestimated her, especially since she had superior strength and Kaioken on her side

he's salty about it and gonna go train
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>>42901989
Isn't he 3/4ths as strong as Second Form Frieza? That's like 6.25 Captain Ginyus. Is this that Saiyan DNA affecting other racial biology theory at work?
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>>42902003
Nails just under 2 million at the moment, thing is Chichi's been training with Goku and Kabs on and off the last couple of months and has generally always been the highest tier human as far as power goes

Nail probably sat on his ass and drank the pond water at the briefs house or something
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>>42901919
It was a big while before we became a Super Saiyan when Bulma swabbed our DNA for reproductive purposes.
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Hey guys, you know how this quest's intended purpose was to have sex and adventures with the two monkeys in the OP image? We should get back to that some time.
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>>42901841
>Take her to the fireworks.
Tire the kid out, then when she is asleep mommy and mama can have some quality time together...
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>>42902019
She did it when we were on Namek, right? We'd had a few starts of it and were above 100k PL.
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>>42902027
Chuckles got kinda burned out on smut with Background character quest, and getting married and stuff. Its all offscreen/pastebin now.
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>>42902027
Also, what happened to be a jerk-ass Saiyan who ate people and obliterated entire civilizations? Seriously, going to planets and not blowing shit up was THE worst thing what could ever happen gameplay wise.
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>>42902027
>>42902062
https://youtu.be/szzVlQ653as?t=1m56s
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You scoop the ball of energy up off the floor before she breaks something, taking to the air from the balcony, you fly out to the north setting down in a quiet grove in the middle of a forest.

"Okay sweetie, lesson number three." You begin, floating up into the air, "Let's see if you can get a handle on flying?"

She pushes herself to her feet, holding her arms by her waist she growls in what looks like concentration glaring at the ground a few moments, before a firefly crosses her sight and she gets distracted.

She chases after it through the woods for a moment, before you pick her up and set her back down. "Try again honey."

She goes back to glaring at the ground, her hair starts whipping up around her, a breeze flowing around her, before she doubles over and sicks on the grass, a stream of greenish orange slime flowing into the dirt, before she straightens back up, giggling to herself as she nudges the puddle with a toe.

You rub the bridge of your nose snowly. "Not like that, you have to take your energy and... focus around you, channel it downwards and-"

You're interrupted by that musical voice from before. "My, my, mother and daughter out for a little stroll in the dark woods all alone at night." It simpers, that caped person emerging from the dark of the woods, a knife flashing in the air in front of them slowly, carving away at a piece of wood with what must be psychic powers. "What a lucky child. I never got to know my mother. Mostly because I didn't have one, but you understand how that is, don't you?"

>Piss off loser, I'm busy and a lot stronger than you are.
>Is that a threat I hear?
>Blast them.
>Write in
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>>42902089
I wish we could go back to when we walked and talked like a Saiyan, but Earth corrupted us into being a "Good Guy." We should have immediately just taken the Dragon Balls and wished for immortality. Too bad /tg/ is full of pretenders who like to think they're capable of selfless acts and social interaction because it's their fantasy be good people.
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>>42902105
>Be nice
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>>42902105
>Cripple him so you can teach Bra how to feast on fallen prey.
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>>42902105
Give him a hug, while reinforcing your body (to not get stabbed), "There there, you poor man you, you must have felt terribly lonely as a child." Pat his head.
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>>42902146
>Ara ara~
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>>42902146
If we do this, will Bulma divorce us quicker?

>>42902105
Seconding.
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>>42902118
Well, there was a little spark down in the depths of our soul, but then people just recently voted to snuff our previous self out because "fuck that lady" apparently. What was wrong with being a piece of shit who spread terror throughout space? It was really fun to do that!
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You hold your arms wide, "Aw... sounds like someone needs a hug?" You step forward, reaching out to hug them, but the knife flashes through the air.

You tense up, your skin ready to break a knife like that on impact, but the knife wasn't aimed at you.

You spin as it flies towards Bra, panic bubbling up inside you, only to freeze when the knife instead skewers a snake that was slipping towards her ankle.

"Consider that a warning." The figure hums, floating backwards into the woods. "The next one might be less beneficial to your child's health."

You prod the snake's corpse, making sure it's dead, before picking the girl up again.

You can still sense them, the person in the cloak, they've slipped around you, heading for the festival, their power dropping low enough to hide among the humans.

>Follow them.
>Let them go, keep training
>Turn in for the night, dangerous out here.
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>>42902242
>>Let them go, keep training

We must make Bra capable of handling herself. Also warn Bulma that some unsavory elements are around, and we must watch over her and Bra, in case they try something.
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>>42902242
>Blow up the guy along with the entire forest, it's not like we work for Kami anymore.
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>>42902242
>Let them go, keep training
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>>42902299
He did save Bra from snake. Doesn't seem like that bad of a person.
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>>42902299
dude, stop being OOC just because you've decided fuck earth
Chuckles even offered a way to get the space adventures you have a boner for, just fuck off with the edgy shit
there have been whole threads dedicated to Kabu letting go of wanton destruction
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more training

Roll me a d100 DC is 80
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Rolled 76 (1d100)

>>42902341
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Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>42902341
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Rolled 17 (1d100)

>>42902341
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Rolled 92 (1d100)

>>42902341
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>>42902329

I gonna have to call bullshit on this, though.

Kabuya is a super-fast alien with an incredible sense of smell, not to mention her supernatural aura tracking powers, and she spent her whole life training at preventing people sneaking on her (among other parts of her combat training).

Yet, her daugther already got twice in danger she has a thousand ways of solving, only to be "rescued" by mysterious strangers.

Also, knife guy didn't tell us of WHAT this was a warning.
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>>42902449

The only ways it could make sense is a) if Kabu is too used at Sayian kids handling themselves with lethal consequences for anyone messing with them to give all her attention to protecting Bra b) the mysterious guys are engineering those situations or c) the mysterious guys knows what will happen and make sure they're here to help
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You shrug him off, "Back to work, one more try, for mama, alright?"

Bra pushes herself upright, her energy suddenly evaporated, starting to yawn. She knuckles her eyes and stares down at her feet, as you coach her through it again.

Much to your surprise, she actually manages to get it after a minute of concentrating, her body ramrod stiff as she floats vertically up, her tail waving back and forth as she gets a cocky grin on her face.

"I did!" She exclaims happily, breaking her own concentration.

She drops like a sack of space rocks, but you swoop in, just in time to catch her, tickling her stomach. "Good work!" You lay a kiss on her temple, turning her into a giggling mess for a moment, before she yawns again.

"Alright sweetie, time for bed." You heft her up over your shoulders for the short flight back to the hotel, watching the fireworks going off overhead.

You slip in over the balcony, leaving the light off, you put Bra down in her own bed, before you crawl into the double, yawning with exhaustion, you reach out to curl your tail over Bulma, only to hit solid air.

Wait... Bulma's not here.

You cast around for the light switch, and sure enough, save you and the kid, the room's empty, even the bathroom.

"Bulma?" You call out, her purse is still here, before you start to notice small signs of a struggle. Torn scraps of fabric, claw marks on the door, a broken lamp.

You pick up one of the scraps, a now familiar set of red double triangles is emblazoned on the yellow jacket, with two R's writ large.

Shit! The androids took Bulma.

>End of Episode 39
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>>42902487
Thanks for running, Chuckles. Seemed a bit light on people, but on the plus side we gained not-virtualoptim, so that's a plus, right?
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>>42902487
lets go punch gero for OUR BULMA
>>42902507
whats virtualoptim?
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>>42902530
A shitty board troll who got banned forever for repeatedly shitposting.
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>>42902487

Thanks for running!

Oh god, those androids are sooo dead.
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>>42902530

One of the most insisting trolls that was there a few months ago.

Notably, he insisted on bitching about how D&D 5e's rules were shit despite literaly not knowing them (it's dubious he even read the books).

Pic related to see his power level.

>>42902569

He got banned forever? Whoa, that's great news!
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>>42902597

Maybe this one is more telling
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>>42902597

He also insisted anyone watching the Big Bang Theory wasn't a real gamer. Despite watching it himself
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>>42902507
was a bit quiet, probably cos im on retarded daylight hours and see the sun now

>>42902569
>>42902597
ah virtualoptim, what a cocksucker

>>42902576
Or are they even androids? probably
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>>42902597
Fatal is apparently a great system. Everyone who says it was bad was clearly wrong. They even have a tumblr account (I almost want to say they were trying to fit some sort of stereotype instead of just randomly trolling).
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It's only has been a few hours at most since we left, right?

Time to use our nose/ki sense/telepathy to track them.

And when we find Bulma, we're gonna insist she gets defense training, along with lots of love
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So, anyone wanna hazard a guess who the caped asshole is? Android 15? Piccolo? Frieza?
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>>42902658
Good ideas for the next thread, anon. I'd say she could focus on becoming Iron Woman.

>>42902660
Google Image Search suggested a Guardian. Most-likely another android, but you never know.
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oh yeah, archived this shit before I forget
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>>42902618
Fatal is pretty good system for ERP, if you ignore math errors in it.

>>42902658
Yea, Bulma clearly needs some defense training (or better weapons).
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>>42902660

Maybe a time traveler
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How did baby Bra and Chitsu get along?

They bffs yet?

Also. Baby Fusion dance. I want it so badly.



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