>>44155037
>My mother
>Bra and Bulla

>>44155037
>>My mother
>>Bra and Bulla

I think Bulma being there would be awkward...

Sup Chuckles?

>>44155037
>My father
>Bra and Bulla

>>44155037
>My mother
>Bring the whole family, why not?

we are strong enough to do whatever the fuck we want.

>>44155037
>>My mother

>Ask Bulma if she wants to come, otherwise, Bulla and Bra.

Calling it

>>44155181
Not much, been playing ff7 again and finished watching Kai. Fuck buu saga Kai

Oh yeah, gotta step out for a little bit in 3 hours for reasons, shouldnt take too long, just letting you guys know

>>44155433
>Fuck buu saga Kai

It's bad?

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"Tell her to bring my mother back, for today at least." You tell Spike, before scooping Bra up and setting her on your shoulders. "Hey kids, we're meeting grandma."

Bra claps excitedly, tangling her tail around your neck as you take to the air, jetting out towards the desert again.

Bulla pats herself down as you approach, pulling out a card, "I'd rather not have to fight through all Baba's goons today." She explains, "I think Capsule Corp can foot the bill, right?"

You touch down by the gate, Spike leaning against a pitchfork by the front door to the palace, waving you in.

"Baba said to give her some time." A ghost in a large hat explains, ushering the three of you into a waiting room.

The room's stuffy and hot, proudly displaying Android 11's head over a fireplace, the robot girl's head grinning down at you. "In return, she wants one billion zeni, another one of the androids you've recovered, or for your daughter to go through the gauntlet of fighters." The ghost continues, as Spike reaches up and ruffles Bra's hair. "The little one, that is."

>Capsule Corps got zeni for days, pay the man.
>Bra, wanna beat up some guys?
>Fine, take an android. We're not using them.
>Write in

>>44155804
>Bra, wanna beat up some guys?

>>44155804
>Capsule Corps got zeni for days, pay the man.

>>44155804
>>Capsule Corps got zeni for days, pay the man.

>>44155804
>Capsule Corps got zeni for days, pay the man.

>>44155804
>>Bra, wanna beat up some guys?
training is good. Make sure she is not hurt too badly taught.

We should not be spending Bulmas money willy nilly. Billion zeni is a lot.

Bilion zenies is about 14600000 dollars for reference.

>>44156179
Or is it 8260710 dollars? Fuck the instability of dollar to yen exchange rate.

>>44155804
>Bra, wanna beat up some guys?
Eh, the training will be good for her.

>>44156179
>>44156231
Canonically, the Zenni is actually stronger than the yen. 1 Zenni is worth about 1.5 Yen.

Really.

>>44155804
>Write in

Ask Spike about Ozotto.

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You nod to Bra, "Pay the man... ghost... girl?" You squint closer. It's hard to tell.

Bra hands the card over and the ghost floats off with it. "Perk of marrying into the richest family in the world, huh?" Spike asks.

Bra points to the rings he's been wearing ever since he won the world martial arts tournament, "Shiny devil!"

Spike pouts, crossing his arms over his chest for a moment, "And you're an accusant little brat, now aren't you?"

Bra leans over and pokes one of his eyes, before you pull her away from him, the devil laughing it off.

"Hey!" 11's head barks from the wall. "Hey sword lady!" Bulla looks over in surprise. "Granny Baba fixed me up so I'm all good now and not all evil!"

Bulla raises an eyebrow, "You expect me to believe that?" She cracks her knuckles, "Do you know how much trouble you've given me at home?"

11 grins wide, "No! But I'm all better now, can I go back to my daddy now! Senbei Norimaki in Penguin Village. He probably misses me, I've been gone for-" A brief pause as she calculates. "Four years, sixteen weeks and seven hours."

Bulla glowers at it, "Until Baba gives the word, you're not going anywhere. And even then, you're staying away from me."

11 just shrugs, rolling herself around on the remains of her neck.

The ghost floats back with the card, handing it back, "Mistress Baba has decided she's done as much as she can with the head." It mentions, "And while it's destructive urges aren't entirely gone, we believe Arale is the dominant personality now, channelling them down a... generally more positive path. Mistress Baba leaves the choice in your hands if you want to return her to professor Norimaki... or destroy her."

>Kill it, no more androids running around.
>Sure, why not?
>Write in

>>44156452
>Write in
"Let's get her creator and other geniuses to take a look too. Flappe, Bulma and her dad, Slump and anyone else we can think of."

>>44156452
>Write in
We'll be keeping an eye on you, but otherwise you're good. And I mean a CLOSE eye. If something happens, you either explain it immediately or we get ourselves a new clothes mannequin. And spoiler alert: those don't need arms.

>>44156452
>Write in
Let's have some robotics experts take a look first.
Like Bulma's dad.

>>44156522
This. Or however much we know IC.

>>44156452

I'll also second this: >>44156522

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You grab the head off the mantle, twisting it around in your hands. "We'll get some tech heads to check her out first. See if some of that destruction can be tuned out."

"Mom's got a lot on her plate with this too." Bra mutters, "But I know a few names of big roboticists who're dead in my time. I'll see if mom can call them together."

A bell chimes from somewhere deep in the palace and the ghost clears it's throat. "Briefs party, your guest has arrived."

Spike waves and heads outside to train is CMU friends, as you lead the kids into an open area.

Baba is floating atop her ball, as a small cloud hovers in the air, slowly stretching it's shape into something that looks like a person under Baba's direction. The old woman is chanting a spell, under her breath, but she's finishes it up, as colour bleeds into the now Saiyan shaped cloud. "To the Saiyan Kebba, I command your spirit! Return to the land of the living!" She commands, as the cloud solidifies, a small halo over her head.

She drops to the ground, eyes wide and confused as she glances around. "The HFIL is this?" She growls, staring around.

"Quite the opposite, actually." Baba comments dryly, jerking her thumb over at your group. "You've been summoned by these three... or two, or... three? It's a peculiar situation."

Mom glares at you, clearly not recognising you. "You three! You're Saiyans right? What planet is this? And what do you want from me?" She clenches a fist, baring her fangs, "And why am I not dead?"

Baba rolls her eyes, telepathically filling you in. "Being a lesser spirit, she's not very aware of her time in the afterlife. She's got no earthly idea what's happening."

You look back to the woman, who's growing increasingly agitated, fists clenching as she stares around.

>You don't recognise me mom?
>Did you know you have grandkids?
>Kebba, wanna spar? I hear you're quite the warrior.
>Write in

>>44157132
"Guess what. Your a grandma, and your daughter is now a lesbian. Meet two different versions of your granddaughter."

>>44157132
>>You don't recognise me mom?
>>Did you know you have grandkids?
>>Kebba, wanna spar? I hear you're quite the warrior.
All of the above.

>>44157132
>>You don't recognise me mom?

>>44157132
>You don't recognise me mom?

>>44157132
>>You don't recognise me mom?

Also say that you killed Freeza and whoever else for destroying the planet.

>>44157132
>>You don't recognise me mom?
>>Did you know you have grandkids? Well kids... It's weird

>>44157214
We killed Frieza, Cooler, Cold, and even Vegeta! We even sent his ghost packing to HFIL! Tell'em hi when you get back. Then slap his shit.

>>44157234
Oh and some damn ghost tuffles.

Fuckin' Tuffles.

Their luck didn't hold out too long eh?

Oh and show her SSJ.

I want mama to freak the fuck out.

You step forward, pushing the kids with you. "What, you don't recognise me mom?"

She peers closer, aggression changing to confusion. "Kabuya? But you're all... grown up? How is...?" She rubs her forehead, brain working overtime. "That's right. I'm dead." She flexes her fingers. "And yet here I am. How bizarre." She glances back up, a curious frown on her face. "Kabuya, where are we?"

You gesture around, "Planet Earth, Southern Galaxy. Wayyyy out in the space boonies. And it's my new home."

She pinches the bridge of her nose. "And... the other kids? Teito and Risel?"

"Alive and well." You assure her. "They couldn't be more grateful for what you and dad did for them."

Mom glances upwards, at the sky. "So. Vegeta's blown up?" She asks. Always was straightforward. "Bardock wasn't lying then. Figured as much." Another glance to you. "How many are left? Saiyans, that is. Frieza might still be after you."

>Well, do half breeds count? Speaking of which...
>Frieza's not an issue, trust me.
>Eight. I've had to kill more than a few Saiyans since then.
>Write in

>>44157481
>Frieza's not an issue, trust me.
>Well, do half breeds count? Speaking of which...
>Eight. I've had to kill more than a few Saiyans since then.

Do tha info dump.

>>44157481
>>Well, do half breeds count? Speaking of which...
>>Frieza's not an issue, trust me.

>>44157481

As this anon says, infodump time: >>44157538

>>44157481
>Southern Galaxy

...Thought Earth was in the northern galaxy.

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>>44157643
So it is.

>>44157481
>Frieza's not an issue, trust me.
>Well, do half breeds count? Speaking of which...

>>44157481
>Well, do half breeds count? Speaking of which...
>Frieza's not an issue, trust me.
>Eight.

Lets not bring up the killing of other saiyans yet. But fuck if Vageta tells them we are gonna be banished from saiyan heaven.

>>44157767
I feel like this is what a saiyan being forced to go to non saiyan heaven is like

https://youtu.be/MV5w262XvCU?t=282

>>44157481
>>Well, do half breeds count? Speaking of which...
>>Frieza's not an issue, trust me.
>>Eight. I've had to kill more than a few Saiyans since then.

>Hug your mom. It's been a lifetime

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"Well... do half breeds count as Saiyans?" Mom raises an eyebrow, "Speaking of which. Girls, introduce yourself."

Bulla grabs Bra and steps forward, smiling openly. "Hi grandma. We're your granddaughter... granddaughters? It's weird. Besides the point."

Mom just looks confused by the whole thing. "You interbred, I see?" She remarks, grabbing Bulla's chin and twisting her face around. "They're not part Tuffle are they? The hair is awfully bright..."

You shake your head, "Ew, no!"

The older girl pulls free, "Half human grandma, and proud of it." She flexes her tail for show, "But I like to think we're Saiyan enough, right Bra?"

Bra swipes a few punches at the air, before flying into mom and latching onto her arm. "Gramma!" She exclaims, before trying to sink her teeth into mom's arm.

Mom actually laughs at the attempt, holding her arm out to the side as Bra chews on her. "Ha! She knows how to handle strangers I see." She shakes her arm around a little but Bra clings on. "Quite the whelp you've birthed here Kabu." She nods, before grabbing at the base of Bra's tail, the girl yelping a little and going limp. Mom hands Bra over to you, nodding in approval. "Used to have to do that too you, just to get you to bed some nights." She mentions cracking a grin.

Both the girls giggle a little at that, and you cringe ever so slightly inwards.

"Anyway!" You cut in, changing the topic from your childhood. "Frieza's not an issue any more. Or Cooler, of King Cold. Trust me."

She tilts her head? "Oh? What did Beerus finally get off his narcoleptic ass and take the psycho out?"

"Who?" Bulla asks.

Mom shrugs, "Some ass space cat who everyone says is hot shit. He came to planet Vegeta and made the king piss in his britches once. It was pretty funny."

"Oh, you don't like the royals either?" Bulla asks.

"Besides the point." You cut in again, "It wasn't any space cats. You point to yourself. "Frieza died at the hands of yours truly, with some help from Risel, Teito, another Saiyan and a Namekian."

Mom's eyes shoot open at that? "You killed Frieza? My daughter? But.... how?"

Bulla chips in, "And they killed Cooler together as well." She points a thumb to her chest, grinning confidently. "And I killed King Cold in single combat!"

Mom stares back and forth between the two of you. "You're joking, right? Those bastards are supposed to be unkillable!"

>Show her the Super Saiyan form
>Hand her your scouter, even your base form is enough for Frieza
>Nothing's unkillable, we just fought a robot that was stronger than all of them.
>Write in

Gotta disappear for half an hour, entertain yourselves

>>44158255
>Show her the Super Saiyan form
>Hand her your scouter, even your base form is enough for Frieza
You forgot about Vageta's brother when counting saiyans unless you didn't count bra twice

>>44158255
>>Show her the Super Saiyan form
>>Hand her your scouter, even your base form is enough for Frieza

>>44158255
>Show her the Super Saiyan form

Also tell her Vegita is a bitch.

>>44158255
>Show her the Super Saiyan form
>Hand her your scouter, even your base form is enough for Frieza

>>44158255
>>Show her the Super Saiyan form
Wouldn't our powerlevel just break the scouter?

>>44158329
Female Vegeta wasn't though.

>>44158277
Bras not full blooded, he was counting broly though

>>44158649
Right. Forgot that guy was still out there. What's the worst that could happen with him?

>>44158255
>Show her the Super Saiyan form
>Hand her your scouter, even your base form is enough for Frieza
>Nothing's unkillable, we just fought a robot that was stronger than all of them.

A little training and hard work can go a long way to getting rid of people who killed your entire race.

I wonder if all Sayans get Riddick style power ups for being last of their race, and that is why the surviving sayans powered up so easily? Or like all the bloodline/inheritable powers on the planet transfered to us?

Back and writan

depending on how long this goes, may get called away again

You grin, removing your scouter and toss it at her. "I think you'll find this is more than enough to kill Frieza."

She raises an eyebrow, but clips it on as you stop supressing your power. She sets it to calibrate, before letting out a scream of terror, literally jumping back as she scans you and Bra.

"How... how in the-" She jabs a finger at you. "You're- You're the Super Saiyan?" She whispers in disbelief.

Bulla hides a laugh behind her hand. "Well, yes, but this isn't it. That's like, even further beyond this."

You let it flare out, gold light bursting off you body as you transform, "Case in point."

The scouter lets out a shrill scream as it tries to adjust for the enormous power jump, before letting out a purr of smoke, going dead.

Mom seems half terrified, half in awe, her mouth dropping open as she plucks her scouter off, before she quickly recovers herself. "Huh." She states aloud, reminding you more of yourself than you care to admit. "My daughter the super saiyan, huh?"

Bulla transforms as well, just to show off, "Granddaughter too."

Mom starts visibly sweating, a crazed look in her eyes. "Man, if we had you two back in the Tuffle Wars..." She lets out a weak laugh, "Nah, that wouldn't be any fun. There'd be none left for the rest of us to kill."

You nudge Bulla and you both drop it, noticing Bra focusing very intently on trying to copy the transformation, staring intently at a flower as her energy swells a little.

Mom wipes her face, fear in her eyes, "I was... well I was gonna ask if you wanted to spar before I saw that, but now... I don't think I want all my bones destroyed." She glances around, "You come here with children, and yet I don't see your mate. What, did you grind his pelvis into dust? Or have you found a warrior who matches you?"

Bulla bursts out laughing at that, clutching her stomach and doubling over, as mom stares between the two of you.

>Wife, actually, not mate.
>Not important, I still want that sparring match!
>Write in

>>44159258
>"Uh hows dad?"

>>44159258
>Wife, actually, not mate.
>I still want that sparring match!

Also this: >>44159319

>>44159258
>Wife, actually, not mate.
>Write-in
"It's...complicated. And sciencey. Very, very sciencey."

>>44159258
>>Write in
Got any special techniques to teach? Or ancient sayan secrets or something?

>>44159376
The fight wouldn't be close to fair.

>>44159319
Hes dead.
Also lesser spirit, remember?

>>44159258

>>Wife, actually, not mate.
>Not a warrior either, but she did kill Paragus in one shot.

>I really want this sparring match, though, and I'm sure Bra would like to, too

Let's remember that Bulma DID kill someone who was important on Planet Vegeta, too

>>44159393

Kabu can always power down. That way it can be more about technique and bonding in the Saiyan way.

Man, I wonder if we could try to talk with Mr. Desk to see if our parents can do things in the afterlife to not be stuck in HIFL forever

>>44159258
>Wife, actually, not mate.

"Wife, actually, not mate." You point out. "Not a warrior either... though she did kill Paragus with a well placed shot."

Mom tilts her head, but shrugs. "You're dad owes me fifty credits then." She waves a finger at the kids. "Then how are these two even a thing?"

Bra chips in for this one. "Mommy made me with science!"

You nod, "That's as much as I understand of it too."

Mom laughs at that, "Well, if you can have kids, then what does it matter I suppose."

"We also love each other." You point out.

Mom snorts at that, "Uhuh, good for you."

"Speaking of... did you see dad at all over there?"

She pauses to consider, "I... don't know. Honestly it's all kind of a shapeless, boring blur." She rubs her chin, "Pretty effective torture method, for a race of warriors. Make them sit still with nothing to do for all eternity." She slaps a hand off her right arm, but for now, I've got muscles... and it feels like I've woken up from a very long dream."

Bulla steps forward, bowing at the waist, "Grandma? If I power down to your level, would it be okay to have a fight with you like that? From what Nappa told me, it's a time honoured bonding tradition."

She raises a brow at that, "Of all people, Nappa survives? That hyper aggressive retard?" She grits her teeth and sighs. "Of course he did."

>No way, I call dibs on the match.
>Nappa seems to be too stupid to kill, it's weird.
>Nappa's not that bad, after we got him away from Vegeta.
>Write in

>>44159840
>Nappa's not that bad, after we got him away from Vegeta.
"Also Nappa, Broly the psychopath, Vegeta's shit brother, Raditz, and Raditz's shit brothers are the only other males left that we've seen"

>>44159911
>>44159840
>Nappa's not that bad, after we got him away from the shithead runt. How about all three of us spar?

>Nappa's not that bad, after we got him away from Vegeta.
>Write in
Any techniques you could teach us?

>>44159530
Also we should get some kind of frequent visitor/quick pass thing for Jamcha, Krilin, and Goku (and whoever else dies a lot).

Also we should teach instant transmission to everybody, just in case. Also maybe transfer over some gear(maybe long lasting food in a capsule corp capsule?), for when we die, so we don't have to eat clouds like Goku?

>>44159973
There's an easy way to avoid having to eat afterlife food. Never Die

>>44159840
>Nappa's not that bad, after we got him away from Vegeta.

You know, I thought he was a retard too. But as it turns out, he's actually pretty good at showbusiness. Vegeta must have been doing something to keep him dumb, because he's not all that bad now.

Also asking about special techniques.

>>44159840


>Nappa's not that bad, after we got him away from Vegeta.

>Bulla and you can have the first spar. Then we can do something else for a while, and the two of us can spar before, well... the end of the day

>>44160202
>>44159973

C'mon, she's on vacation. If she has special techniques, she'll show them during the spar

>>44159840
>Nappa's not that bad, after we got him away from Vegeta.
>Write-in
"He's even a successful entertainer, if you can believe it."

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>>44160187
We should get some legend tier armor then. Something fitting to Legendary super sayan!

>>44160354
As long as it doesn't have boob-plate..

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>>44160431
>>44160354

>>44160431
Nope, just boob holes. For the nipple laser beams.

>>44160453
Everyone knows the most legendary warriors go shirtless. Why do you think Goku loses his shirt when he goes super saiyan

Also >color

>>44160508
fuck meant to write >Armour

>>44159840
>Nappa's not that bad, after we got him away from Vegeta.
>Any interesting techniques or odd stories of space that you could tell me? I heard from some weird Tuffle ghost thing that the original Saiyan homeworld is still around somewhere.

You shrug, "Eh. Nappa's not that bad, once we got him away from prince Runt."

"You met Vegeta did you?" She smirks, "Did you kill him too?"

"Damn right we did. Little bitch even tried to haunt me for a while, but I sent his ghost to HFIL as well. You might see him around some time."

Mom laughs, "I'll make sure to tell him you said hi." She turns back to Bulla, "As for you, half breed, let's fight. Show me what a half human can do."

Baba directs your group to an arena, clearing Spike and his buddies off of it, the two square off against each other, as Bra suppresses her strength.

"You first." Mom invites holding her arms wide.

Bulla runs her eyes up and down, before rushing forwards, throwing a punch right at mom's face.

She whips her head to the side at the last second, driving an elbow up into your daughter's chin,

Bra grunts in surprise, but mom is quick after years of military work, grabbing Bulla around the throat and choke slamming her down into the arena with one hand, prepping a blast in the other.

"Star Breaker!" She roars, a wide shotgun blast unleashing in Bra's face, mom's bright blue ki blasting Bulla into the floor.

Your daughter struggles to pick herself up after that unexpected barrage, but manages to kick mom free, rolling her neck. "Hoo-wee. No wonder the galaxy feared Saiyans."

Mom grins, "Career in killing people will give you time to make up creative ways of doing it. Like so!" She grins, "This one's my ultimate technique, see how you handle it."

She holds one hand high, a ball building in her hands, much like Cooler's Supernova on a smaller scale, which she hurls upwards. "Galactic Wind!"

The ball starts spinning, coming apart into threads, as it forms a cylinder around the two fighters, blocking them from sight, the cylinder spinning like a hurricane faster and faster, closing in on itself again.

You can sense the two fighting inside the hurricane, as it closes in more on the side Bra was on, while Mom can seemingly pass through it unharmed, letting her attack from every side, while closing Bulla in, before suddenly, your daughter is blown through it from a solid blow, landing on her back with a loud thud.

The hurricane dissipates, mom striding out of it, one hand on her hips. "That move usually takes a lot more out of me..." She mutters. "Maybe being dead gives me more fuel in the tank?"

>Kickass! I wanna learn that!
>Bulla, get back up, show her some of your magic!
>I think that's enough for Bulla, my turn.
>Write in

>>44161021
>>Kickass! I wanna learn that!
Why is our mom so cool?

>>44161021
>Kickass! I wanna learn that!
>Bulla, get back up, show her some of your magic!

>>44161021
>>Kickass! I wanna learn that!
>Bulla, get back up, show her some of your magic!

>>44161021
>Kickass! I wanna learn that!
>Bulla, get back up, show her some of your magic!

Also you keep switching Bulla and Bra in the dialogue. Tad confusing...

>>44161021
>Kickass! I wanna learn that!
>Bulla, get back up, show her some of your magic!

>>44161090
Chuckles is kinda bad with names, using similar ones in nearby sentences.

I would personally would had changed them to elder daughter, or time trawling daughter, or something like that. You switch out the names with other descriptions that fit the same character, if you use the name a lot, or there is similar name.

Also 2 of the same person with time travel makes my head hurt.

>>44161249
...Did we ever give them middle names?

"Kickass, mom, you gotta teach me that!" You call out to her, before looking over to Bulla. "Come on kiddo! Get up and show her some of your magic!"

Mom snorts, "Magic? What's she gonna do, sprinkle me with space fairy dus-" She jerks violently as Bulla blasts an electrical bolt straight up mom's tail.

She falls in a smoking heap, but recovers with a deft roll, "Alright... magic. That's a new one on me." She raises a hand and waves Bulla towards her. "Bring it!"

Bulla growls, rushing at mom, she lands several in a straight combo, a boot to the ribs, an elbow to the stomach, a fist to the nose, each one enhanced as Bulla summons forth a flame on each body part, grimacing through the heat herself, she wallops flaming blow after flaming blow on mom's armour, before finishing it with the move she used in the time chamber, her hands going icy blue.

"Rock! Scissors! Paper!" Each blow strikes home, sending mom staggering back, grimacing in pain, as parts of her body start to wisp back into her smoky, cloudy form.

"Ha!" Mom spits, no fluids leaving her mouth. "Not bad kid. You'd fit right in at home if it was still there."

Mom flexes and snarls, refocusing the cloudy parts of her body back into her physical body through sheer force of will... or so she thinks anyway, as you notice Baba channelling it back into place properly.

"She burned a lot of energy on that fight." Baba informs you. "She's acting tough, but she's only got a few hours left now."

Bulla has somehow actually managed to get mom into a hug, the dead woman, awkwardly patting Bulla on the back, as Bra rushes forward to join in on it, grabbing onto mom's leg.

Mom looks like she hates it... but she's bearing it.

>I want to learn that move before she goes
>She should see Earth food first, she'd love this place
>Write in

>>44161647
>I want to learn that move before she goes

>>44161647
>She should see Earth food first, she'd love this place
It's a planet with bars where you can eat AND sing.

>>44161647
>She should see Earth food first, she'd love this place
>Mom, if you want to teach me that technique, it's fine, but this spar burned a LOT of your energy up, ok? We only have a few hours.

Can't we magic up some more energy? Sacrifice a goat or something?

>>44161647
>>She should see Earth food first, she'd love this place

>>44161647
>She should see Earth food first, she'd love this place

>>44161647
>Join the HUUUUUUGFEST

>>44161647
>>I want to learn that move before she goes
>>She should see Earth food first, she'd love this place
Talk theory with her over lunch, something light like a half cow. I personally am more interested in the shotgun ki blast, but that's my opinion.

>>44161788
Can we like push ki into her, or do fusion or something? Will fusing with dead person lets them posses us? Because we could totally have her posses us or something like that for a while. Or at least make some sort of telepathic phone line or something.

>>44162028
I think it's more soul than ki.

So someone get Tien and tell him send a tri-beams worth of soul energy into her.

>>44162110
We can do lightning thing. Its is same type move. We should be able to do that ourselves.

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You hop into the ring as well, "Hey mom, before you go, you should check this planet out some. They've got these bars where you can sing AND eat!"

That brings a grin to her face, "Seriously? I can see why you picked this place then."

She extracts herself from the hugpile, "Alright, let's get something to eat then, because I haven't eaten in thirty something years, and I'm bloody starving."

Spike points you towards the nearest place with a restaurant, and the four of you take off, heading westwards.

You touch down in a small village, the locals who catch sight of you panicking and fleeing down side streets. "Demon women!" An elderly man calls, "Demon women from the sky!"

"Don't compare me to that skank, Towa." You mutter under your breath, looking around town, before catching sight of the bar.

You wander inside, making sure to leave a considerable tip, remembering what happened when you didn't pay for your meal near Arale's home.

The four of you split three cow's worth of beef, mom cramming as much down her throat as she can, savouring the chance to eat physical food, as well as paying for a trough worth of beer, which she downs in one long drink.

The owner can be heard sobbing in the kitchen, his cries echoing through the rest of the empty bar, as you order seconds, Bulla covering the tab.

Heads are trying to stealthily watch you through the windows, peering in at you, before whipping away, before a vaguely familiar face busts in through the door, frowning at the four of you.

"Who are you, that you would eat a whole weeks worth of food in a single meal?" The dark skinned man demands, holding his hands out in some sort of martial arts style you've not seen. "Speak demons!"

"Man, I know it's isolated, but really?" Bulla mutters under her breath.

"Leave my people in peace, or I shall remove you by force!" He asserts, chopping at the air.

>Didn't you break your arms on my face?
>Not demons, aliens. Racist.
>We paid for it, we're eating it!
>Write in

>>44162348
>Not demons, aliens. Racist.
>We paid for it, we're eating it!
>Write-in
"Or are you going to say that all foreigners look alike?"

>>44162348
>Didn't you break your arms on my face?

>>44162348
Look, I'm having lunch with my mom who I haven't seen in thirty years. Can I please just pay for the food and we'll leave each other in peace?

might be a slight delay, having lunch

>>44162348
>Not demons, aliens. Racist.
>We paid for it, we're eating it!
>Didn't you break your arms on my face?
>Honestly? I'm just trying to show my mom how awesome this planet is with the few hours of time she has left, alright?

>>44162348
>We paid for it, we're eating it!
>Not demons, aliens. Racist.
>>Write in
Quicker metabolism that's adjusted for higher gravity, and energy emissions.

>>44162348
>Write In

"Nice technique. Mind if I..."

Use the same move but float in the air and exaggerate our chopping motion.

"Borrow it?"

>>44162348
>Didn't you break your arms on my face?
>Not demons, aliens. Racist.
>We paid for it, we're eating it!

You raise a finger, "First of all, we're aliens, not demons. Racist. Secondly, we paid for it fair and square, we're eating it. And thirdly, aren't you the guy who broke his arms on my face when you tried to hit me?"

You can see a trail of sweat rolling down his temple. He recognises you now, you can tell... whatever his name is. "Y-ou're disturbing the peace." He stammers out.

Mom rolls her eyes, "This planet's definition of disturbing the peace is a lot different from mine." She growls, a ki blast forming in her hand.

Bulla eases her hand down and you make one last attempt at brokering peace. "Look, this is the first time I've seen my mother in thirty years, and I'm trying to show her how cool Earth is. Can I just pay for the food, and we just ignore each other?"

He hesitates, then drops his pose, nodding, "Just... don't blast anyone." He half tells, half pleads.

You shoot him a thumbs up and wave him back towards the door, which he backs out of nervously, giving one final nod.

With seconds, then thirds finally finished off, you lay back, picking a shred of meat from your teeth, as Bra climbs up on the bartop, steals the karaoke mic and starts singing some song about an anime princess off key.

She's... well, she's not good... but you and mom listen politely, before mom taps you on the shoulder. "You said you wanted one of the moves I showed off, right?"

>Yeah, that hurricane move
>Star Breaker looked pretty sweet
>Nah, some other time
>Write in

>>44163188
>Star Breaker looked pretty sweet

>>44163188
>The hurricane move looked interesting, but only if it doesn't cost you time here.

>>44163188
>Yeah, that hurricane move

>>44163188
>Yeah, that hurricane move

>>44163188
>Yeah, that hurricane move

alrighty, roll me a d1000 on that DC is 750

Rolled 727 (1d1000)

>>44163564
Seems a bit high.

Rolled 601 (1d1000)

>>44163564
rolling for -1

Rolled 250 (1d1000)

>>44163564

Rolled 593 (1d1000)

>>44163564

Rolled 796 (1d1000)

>>44163564

do we get 3 or 5 rolls for this?

>>44163615
Just barely eked it out, good work anon

Everyone wanna call it Galactic Wind or something new?

>>44163662
Galactic Wind is fine

>>44163662
Fairy glitter bomb?

>>44163662
Yay, I rolled well in a quest for once!

Galactic wind is ok with me

>>44163662

Solar Zephyr

Star Shear

Gemini Gust

>>44163662
Galactic Wind.

>>44163662
Galactic Wind, so we have something from mom in our arsenal.

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You know what you want, of course. "I want to learn that ultimate technique of yours!"

She nods, "Atta girl. Knew you'd pick the flashy one."

You toss down a few more zeni for the tip, take Bra off the bartop before Bulla can join in, and let mom lead the way out to a clearer patch of desert.

She tosses out another of the ball again, explaining the technique. "It's a bastard to shape it just right, but..." She twists her hands in a clockwise direction and the ball splits, turning into another raging hurricane, whipping up some of the nearby sand.

"The real trick to the move, however, is that you're not punching through the ki!" She warns you. "The trick is to get rid of the ki, just before you strike, then it'll get replaced by the ki higher up, so they don't know there's an opening."

You and Bulla both spend a few hours trying to get it just right, but she's right, the shaping of the energy from a ball, to the towering cylinder is a bitch.

You do eventually get the idea however, after comparing the move with the false moon technique you learned off Nappa, you manage to get the split down, mimicking your mothers raging hurricane, and from there, the precision punching is a simple jump, dissipating the energy needed to maintain it, you can strike, then cover the hole, faster than even mom can pull it off.

She gives a genuine clap after your first successful attempt, "Be warned though, keeping that going for more than a few seconds is going to really deplete your reserves... then again, you're a super saiyan, so what do I know? You can probably go for hours with that thing."

You thank her for the move, making sure to wrap her tight in a hug for a few seconds, "Thanks mom."

She grimaces, but pats your back, before a growl escapes her grip.

You let her go, seeing half of her face turned back to the cloudy form.

The remaining half of her face examines herself, but she manages to give you a smile, stepping forward, she holds her arm out for a traditional Saiyan farewell, her bracer prominent.

You tap forearms with her, hard enough to drive her back an inch, earning a fierce smile. "I'm proud of you Kabuya." She tells you. "I probably didn't tell you that enough as a kid. But you've become a proud warrior. You've avenged our entire people and had a beautiful, terrifyingly strong child. And.... I love you." She grins, a tear running down from her remaining eye. "Goodbye daughter."

With that, her body compacts on itself, turning back to it's smoky, formless state, and then fades from sight.

Bra and Bulla both hug you tight.

"Say goodbye to grandma kids." You tell them, giving a respectful nod to the empty air.

You camp out in the desert for the night, watching the sun go down, dreaming of the night you went camping under the stars with mom back on Vegeta...

Good to see her again. Wonder if dad will take all this as well as she did. Probably not.

Oh well.

>End of Space Monkeys Episode 46

sorry to cut it kinda short, things to do. my bad.

>>44164052

No problem, Chuckles. Thanks for running!

>>44164052
Thanks for running!

>>44164052
Thanks for running boss

>>44164052
Kabus mom is a cool ass bitch

>>44164052
Thanks for running, Chuckles and it was a decent place to end it, some stuff is shorter then others, but it wasn't any less sweet.

BIG

FAT

ARCOSIAN

POTENTIAL

>>44164176
>>44164094
>>44164226
Thanks guys, apologies for weird run hours

>>44164548
She kills everyone and doesn't afraid of anything

>>44165815
He's got TWO potentials anon