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>>2234533
Buula seems to draw immediate suspicion towards the strange, blue alien. She looks away, tapping her fingers on her forehead. “...No good. Can’t sense anyone but us here. Agh... and it’s strange, like everything is in a fog.”

“I’m afraid if you’re trying to leave, you’re going to be very disappointed. There’s only one way out of this place.” the alien tells you both, then jabs his thumb behind him. “It’s through that door, and the only way to get there is by winning the game.”

“...Game?” you repeat. Oh you don’t like the sound of this.

“That’s right, little girl!” he declares, tossing the giant die up into the air. “A simple game of chance, roll the dice and make it to the end of the board. But if you cheat, that’s gaaaaame over!”

“Not a little girl.” you grumble out, crossing your arms. “And let me guess, game over means we’re stuck here forever, Mr...?”

“That’s Sugoro to you, and oh no no no, it means you pass on to the afterlife!” he declares.

Buula glares down at him. “Neither of us are dead, and I am damn sure King Yemma never set up something like this.”

“You got sent here to get a second chance, you’d be dead if you weren’t here. Now, do you and your daughter have what it takes to win this game, ma’am?” the alien asks.

“...Daughter?” you grumble out. “I’m much older than you think, pal.”

“I’m sure you are, kiddo.” he responds dismissively, keeping his attention on Buula. “So, what’ll it be? Ready to face me and win your freedom?”

The tall pink woman looks over to you. “I don’t like this. It smells like a trap.”

>A. We’ve got no other choice, neither of us can teleport out of here
>B. Samma Ditthi
>C. You mentioned Pan’s grandpa ended up here before, how’d he get out? ...Also, who’s Pan, again?
>D. Something else?

>>2234539
>C. You mentioned Pan’s grandpa ended up here before, how’d he get out? ...Also, who’s Pan, again?

>>2234539
>D. Something else?

Roll the dice, but magically materialize a large dice tumbling device (make it as rube goberg-y as possible) to better randomize things.

>C. meanwhile

>>2234539
>C. You mentioned Pan's grandpa ended up here before, how'd he get out? ...And who's Pan, again?

>>2234539
>>B. Samma Ditthi
>>C. You mentioned Pan’s grandpa ended up here before, how’d he get out? ...Also, who’s Pan, again?

Hey kato

>>2234554
I'll back this too

>>2234554
This and
>D. Insist "I'm not a kid."

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Rolled 10, 8, 10, 15, 13 = 56 (5d20)

>>2234539
You glare at the blue alien for a moment and grumble out once more “I’m not a kid.” before focusing back on the Time Patroller.“Buula, you mentioned Pan’s grandpa before, he got out of here, didn’t he? How’d he do that? ...Also who’s Pan, again?”

“You remember the girl from a while back, black hair, orange bandana, you didn’t like her clothes?”

Ohhh, her. You cross your arms and state emphatically, “That shirt was way too small on a girl that young. She couldn’t have been older than 10.”

Buula shakes her head. “Yes, her. And he did escape, but I can’t exactly remember how... honestly half of it sounded like she was making it all up. But guess I owe her an apology when I get back... hrmn. Maybe he did get out through winning the game, but... no, he’s not exactly the type to-”

“I don’t know who you’re talking about, but I can assure you, of the 32,546,782 games I’ve played, nobody’s won but me.” Sugoro interrupts. “If they did get past, I’d have noticed by now.”

Your eyebrow’s raised. That’s not a suspicious number of wins at all. Or... plausible, really. That would mean he’s been playing nonstop for around... 3500 years, minimum! ...Is this some kind of Hyperbolic Time dimension too? Agh, no time to ponder it now. “Maybe we will play this. But, if we are...” You look behind you on the massive gameboard of a floor and raise your hand. “Let’s make sure it’s fair!” Okay, Materialize a dice tumbler and-

...

Why isn’t it appearing? You focus your energy and try harder. You hear the blue alien chuckling. “Hey now, what’re you trying to do? No tricks are going to work on the dice, so don’t waste your time.”

You glare at him again. This is fishy.

>A. Samma Ditthi
>B. Try harder!
>C. Fine, we’ll play your game
>D. Something else?

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>>2234665
>Didn't Goku meet someone who was good with games against the first djinn? He'd be helpful...

>D. Double dice hit!

>>2234665
>C. Fine, we’ll play your game
>D. Challenge them to a children's card game :v

>>2234725
>>2234728
These.

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Rolled 10, 7, 5, 7, 5 = 34 (5d20)

Okay, we're doing something a little different this time. Roll me 2d6, best of three for both. DC is 4.

Rolled 6, 1 = 7 (2d6)

>>2234781
Different huh? Well, rolling

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Rolled 5, 2 = 7 (2d6)

>>2234781

Rolled 2, 6 = 8 (2d6)

>>2234781

Rolled 19, 1, 4, 9, 10 = 43 (5d20)

>>2234784
>>2234792
>>2234798
Interesting. Not ideal, but close enough.

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Rolled 3, 11, 9, 2, 5 = 30 (5d20)

>>2234665
“Hrmn... Goku ended up meeting some guy who was good with this kind of thing. Agh, if only I could get his help with this...”

“Well, what’ll it be?” the alien asks again, the die spinning next to him.

You’ve got an idea. “...Yeah, I bet you we can do this. Buula, so long as one of us makes it to the end, we’ll be good, right?”

She sighs out. “Do we have to?”

“Tell you what, ma’am, I’ll even let you go first.” he offers. “Best of luck~”

Buula grabs the dice with her... head... tentacle... thing... and tosses it behind her. Sugoro watches it carefully, and once it lands, he seems to smile smugly. “Ohoho, looks like you’re lucky today, that’s a six!”

The pink alien lady starts jumping across the path before you both, reaching the sixth space. And almost out of nowhere, a loud voice declares, “GO BACK: FIVE SPACES!” A large white hand appears before her and grabs her, moving her back to the first space.

“Ooof, tough luck! You landed on one of the movement spaces!” the blue man declares all-too enthusiastically.

Yeah that’s not suspicious at all. “I take it this board is randomized every time, right?”

“Heh heh, well, how else would you keep it a challenge?” Sugoro asks you. “My turn, kid.”

He grabs the dice and rolls it, getting... a 4. He moves four spaces forward, and again, there’s a voice that announces, “ADVANCE: THREE SPACES!”

“Ohoo, lucky, lucky!” the man chants, moving even further ahead.

(cont.)

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Rolled 9, 18, 4, 14, 20 = 65 (5d20)

>>2234924
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z-nkP4AdijQ

You move to the dice with a confident grin. You lift it up... then start spinning it on your finger. Okay, here goes! You toss the die, keeping that bit of spin going with it. It slows strangely, almost as if you somehow dizzied the die, but finally lands. “That’s a 5.”

Sugoro places his hands behind his back as you advance five spaces. And... the one you end up on lights up. “CHALLENGE SPACE!” the disembodied voice declares. Before you appear four cards, face-down.

“Huh. Well, look at that, you ended up on one of the early challenge spaces. Ooh, a favorite of mine. You can choose to swap places with someone, but only if you can end up with less cards than them. What’ll it be, kid?”

You point to the man. “Looks like I’ll be challenging you to a children’s card game then, Sugoro.”

He shrugs, four cards appearing before him as well. “So be it.”

The cards move up before you and Sugoro. Huh... wait a second, Gohan and Peppa were playing this with the Bio-man! A card appears before you and Sugoro, face-up. Yellow, 7. Yours are Blue 3, Yellow 2, Red 5, and... Wild. “Youngest goes first.”

“I’ll say it again, I’m no kid. In fact, my own kids have played this before.” You place down the Yellow 2.

“...Lady, you’re a grandma?” Sugoro asks Buula, putting down a Green 2.

The pink alien’s holes emit steam as she shouts out in frustration, “We’re not related you moron! Agh!”

“Just allies.” you state, finally placing down the Wild card. “Red.”

Sugoro gulps, looking over his cards. “W-wait... I don’t have a...” Another card appears before him.

“Then seems like I’ve won this.” You reveal the Red 5.

“CHALLENGE COMPLETE!”

Two large white hands appear, switching you and Sugoro. He may have been lucky, but if you’re being honest, luck’s been on your side more than once. The die appears next to Buula again.

>A. So you set up this place, huh Sugoro? You some kind of... reaper of souls or something?
>B. Motion to Buula the trick you used
>C. Buula, you sure you can’t remember anything else about what that girl’s grandpa did to get out of here?
>D. Something else?

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>>2234935
>D. Something else?
We gotta roll to get into the same spots as Sugoro, so we don't get hit with penalization.

>C.
>B.

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>>2234935
>5
>that pic
It's been so long since his time.

>>2234940
Supporting.

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Rolled 6, 5, 15, 11, 19 = 56 (5d20)

Okay, another 2d6, best of three. DC is 4.

Rolled 6, 4 = 10 (2d6)

>>2234985
Here goes.

dice+2d6

welp rolling.. i hope

Rolled 3, 6 = 9 (2d6)

one more try

Rolled 5, 2 = 7 (2d6)

>>2234985

Rolled 15, 17, 1, 3, 3 = 39 (5d20)

>>2234992
>>2235022
>>2235067
Even better! Writing...

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Rolled 10, 18, 7, 18, 17 = 70 (5d20)

>>2234935
So... from his reaction, something tells you that matching this Sugoro guy’s rolls as best you can will keep you away from these Challenge Spaces. Maybe even if the board is randomized, he knows it by heart, or there’s only a certain number of configurations that have happened. Over 30 million tries at this should surely give him an edge here. Or perhaps he’s just cheating... but you’ll need a confirmation first. You motion to Buula to try the same trick you did, quickly pretending you didn’t do anything as the blue alien looks back at you with suspicion.

Buula grabs the die with her head tentacle thing once more, but gives it a spin as she tosses. The die again seems dizzied by the motion, landing on its side... and on a 4. Buula hops up to where Sugoro is, and the disembodied voice blasts out again, “CHALLENGE SPACE!”

“Can I decline it?” she asks. “Or perhaps save it for later?”

“CHALLENGE DECLINED!”

She scratches her head. “...I guess so.”

Sugoro takes the die again, making another roll. “Come on... papa needs a new... SIX!”

It bounces around a bit more than you expected, landing on a 6. Sugoro chuckles and prances ahead of you. Yeeeah this isn’t usual. Your turn again, and you make a toss, trying the trick once more. It rolls and spins across the floor... but just as you see it almost land on 6, it’s almost like something nudges it into a 5.

You almost swear you hear Sugoro sigh in relief, but you quickly move ahead of him. “Buula, you sure you can’t remember what Pan’s grandpa did to escape this place?”

“Something’s going to jog my memory eventually.” she responds, scratching her head. “Agh, I know there’s something to this...”

“Nothing to it, ma’am, just luck and a bit of skill.” Sugoro declares. “And again, you are mistaken if you think anyone’s made it out of here. I’m undefeated.”

You finally leap ahead of the blue man... and again you’re greeted with a declaration of “CHALLENGE SPACE!”

“Figures...” you mumble out.

https://youtu.be/go0q9LO031k

“QUIZ SHOW!”

“Oooh, you ARE lucky, kid, that’s one of my favorites!”

A gigantic, cartoonish microphone appears before you as strange music fills the area. “THAT’S RIGHT THAT’S RIGHT, ANSWER THE RIDDLE RIGHT AND YOU ADVANCE, GUESS WRONG AND YOU FALL!”

“...Fall?” you ask. The small platform beneath your feet begins to move, a small hole opening up in the middle of it. Oh crap. Legs don’t fail you now!

“RIDDLE ONE: WHO RIDES IN A TAXI, BUT NEVER PAYS A FARE?”

>A. I doubt Vegeta would pay for a fare
>B. A car thief?
>C. The driver!
>D. Something else?

>>2235106
>driver

>>2235106
>C. The driver!

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Rolled 2, 8, 16, 2, 10 = 38 (5d20)

Okay, another roll of 2d6, best of three. DC is 5!

Rolled 6, 5 = 11 (2d6)

>>2235140

Rolled 1, 3 = 4 (2d6)

>>2235140

LIAM GUIDE MY DICE!

>>2235140
Woo!

>>2235140
>>2235186
Correctly woo!

Rolled 4, 6 = 10 (2d6)

>>2235140
>>2235186
>>2235189
Bloody hell.

Rolled 3, 7, 3, 9, 7 = 29 (5d20)

>>2235146
>>2235152
>>2235191
Still nice! Writing...

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Rolled 16, 17, 1, 2, 14 = 50 (5d20)

>>2235106
You keep running away from the hole, but you look at the microphone... thing... with mild bemusement. “That’s an easy one. The driver!”

“CORRECT! ADVANCE: THREE SPACES!”

You quickly leap ahead. Buula rolls again, this time tossing the dice with a bit more force. It bounces as it spins, and you almost swear you hear the die go “Ow!” as it lands. And Buula hits a 5! The space she ends up on lights up, and the voice declares, “ADVANCE: FIVE SPACES!”

Buula ends up next to you, though she looks back at the space you were just on. “...I am starting to recall something Pan said about him. He did do terribly with that portion. Then again, he is a bit of a meathead, not really one for riddles. Agh, but I can’t recall how he exited this realm...”

“Bit of a meathead? Sounds a bit like my monkey boy.” you comment, laughing. Buula seems to give you an odd look.

Sugoro takes the die, and you swear you hear him lowly whisper to it before you or Buula can talk more. He rolls again, the die behaving... strangely, almost like it’s scared. “Well what do you know, that’s a nice 6!” The blue man prances forward, the space he ends up on flashing beneath him. “Ooooh, how very, very lucky! The Hospitality Space!”

A large platform with several beautiful women on it rises out of the floor, surrounding a red and gold chair. Sugoro leaps over to the platform, reclining back in the chair as the women begin to pamper and coddle him. Buula asks the obvious question, anger in her voice, “So just who exactly are all these people? Others that ended up trapped here? Or are they what happened to those who refuse?”

He waves his hand dismissively. “Ahh, they’re just part of the game, ma’am. Why, if you end up on one of these spaces, I’m sure you’ll have plenty of hunky men ready to attend to your needs. It’s good to have something that helps you relax, you know?”

(cont.)

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>>2235213
Her brow furls. “...The sooner we get out of here, the better.”

“Agreed.” You end up with the die in hand once more, trying your same trick. It seems that it’s somehow... “anticipating” your tactic though, and as the die falls, you blink, and you swear that in the fraction of a second between you closing your eyes and opening them again, it changed from a 4 to a 6. Well... if it gets you out quicker.

As you advance, you start to feel warmth beneath your feet, a soft red glow far beneath the platforms. Out of the corner of your eye, you notice Sugoro smirk. “Careful where you jump, kid, you don’t want to fall.”

“FallWOAH!” You brace yourself as you look down, realizing the platforms stand atop a giant lake of molten lava. You stablize yourself, but suddenly get a flash of foresight. A red-hot jet shoots up from the lava covering the whole platform, and you just barely leap up out of the way in time... though a bit of your outfit still gets singed.

“YOU’VE BEEN BURNED! LOSE A TURN!”

You come down to the platform, legs crossed and grumpily looking towards the exit. Damn. So much for your winning streak. But to your surprise, you hear Buula let out an “Ah-HA!” Looking back to her, you see Buula hold the die confidently. “Maple, I think I know how Goku got out of here!”

Finally! “Ah, great, tha-WAIT, WHAT?!”

>DRAGON BALL TUFFLE QUEST Z #75... Paused
>Twitter account is @KatoQm, will have status updates there
>Got some questions for the QM? Characters? Suggestions? Throw them at ask.fm/QMKato and I'll try to answer them as best I can

And that's all for this tonight, folks. I’ll be around for a bit for some questions and such. We’ll continue tomorrow starting ~5:30 pm PST. Did y’all have fun?

>>2235216
Oops. Well now we know who Pan really is in-character. Fun times Kato.

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>>2235216
If we can't interact with the dice itself, can we effect the landscape around the dice to manipulate it?

>>2235216
Side note, since we all probably know who these people all are...

The kid's shapeshifting seems better then Puar and Oolong's as it seems Maple can't sense the die's power level or read it's mind.

I wonder if we can learn to hide on that level...

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>>2235224
Glad to hear!

>>2235283
In a way.

>>2235668
Might be more related to their biology than just being a technique.

Anyway, we're back!

>>2235216
Buula grabs the die with her head tentacle hair, giving it a harder spin than before, and trying to toss it... towards the lava? Well, the dice ends up a little bit away from the edge of it, but it’s a... 6. She hops along and ends up on the same space you’re at... with a blazing red jet shooting up from the lava. Buula quickly grabs you and picks you up, jumping as high as she can to avoid the heat... though her cape ends up singed slightly.

“YOU’VE BEEN BURNED! LOSE A TURN!”

“Aww, much too bad! Looks like it’s my turn~!” Sugoro hops away from the Hospitality Space, taking the die and tossing it more casually, gently. “You know, I’ve noticed you two seem to be throwing the die fairly hard. Maybe it’s giving you some bad luck! Hahah!”

Buula doesn’t respond, merely grinning at him knowingly. You however cross your arms as he leaps past you both. “I’m glad you have that all figured out, but... Goku?”

She rubs the back of her neck apologetically. “Ahah. W-well, I mean, it never really needed to come up...”

>A. Is Pan, er... “my” grandkid?
>B. So what IS your plan?
>C. Something else?

>>2236537
>A. Is Pan, er... “my” grandkid?
>B. So what IS your plan?

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>>2236537
>B.
>A.
Goku's granddaughter from another reality? Like Bra is to Vegeta? Is she Gohan or Peppa's child? ...who's the parent who lets her dress like that?
>C. Ask Suguro how many people have lost this game. Ask him if he remembers them all.

>>2236572
Supporting.

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Rolled 8, 17, 20, 15, 12 = 72 (5d20)

>>2236537
“Is... is Pan ‘my’ granddaughter? Or is it like... Goku’s granddaughter from another reality? Like how Bra is for Vegeta, or Trunks and Gohan for Bulma? Wait, is she Gohan or Peppa’s child?” Your eyes narrow. “...Who’s the parent that lets her dress like that?”

Buula waves her hands. “O-one question at a time, please.”

“Sorry, just... kind of a big thing you just sort of dropped at my feet there.”

The pink woman thinks over your queries. “Well... to start, you are correct, Pan is more like Bra and the Trunks you know than she is related to you, though her father’s name IS still Gohan. Her grandmothers are actually Chi-chi... and Miguel.”

You stare blankly at her. “...Goku and Chi-chi? I... guess I can see that, she’s got a lot of spunk and vigor, though Baba told me he ended up with Bulma in the timeline without me, hence Trunks and his brother.”

“Would you believe it was a childhood marriage proposal Goku mistook for food?” Buula asks you.

You lower your head. “More than I’d like to admit. And... wait, so Gohan and Videl, huh?”

“Note that Chi-chi’s Gohan is a bit older than yours. Almost the same age Videl is.” she adds.

“Ahh, were they childhood friends too?”

Buula shakes her head. “High school sweethearts, though she did see him on TV when he and Hercule fought Cell.”

You raise an eyebrow. “...Man if we had all day, I could just keep asking questions. But I guess I’ll keep it to just this one: is that why she seemed a little weirded out when we met?”

Buula looks away. “...When we got back, Pan admitted to me that she was shocked by meeting you all. Seeing, in her mind, an even happier family than hers. Part of her almost felt... like she was a mistake.”

Oh. Ohh... “S-sorry...”

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qY6M0UiKHBY

Buula shakes her head. “It’s not your fault, nor is it her fault. We had a talk about it, on how sometimes it seems like the grass is greener in another world, but it’s only an illusion; each world has its own ups and downs, its own struggles and triumphs, and it’s what you make of it that matters in the end.” She then places her hands behind her head. “...At the same time though, she IS still a little jealous Peppa could go Super Saiyan so early.”

You laugh. “Really now?”

The Time Patroller nods. “She still hasn’t managed it on her own, in spite of how strong she’s gotten. But I feel she’s just in need of the right push.”

“Well, tell her I’m rooting for her to do it. Oh, also that she needs a better outfit.” you finish adamantly, the two of you giggling. “Haha... so, what’s your plan to get out of here?”

(cont.)

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Rolled 7, 13, 3, 4, 12 = 39 (5d20)

>>2236753
“The die’s rigged. We can prove it, and catch the cheat.” she responds quietly, Sugoro somehow now 12 places ahead of you both.

“You ladies done chatting back there?” asks the blue alien man.

You place your hands on your hips. “I believe so. But tell me Sugoro, of the many matches you’ve had to go through, how many people do you remember?”

The smile on his face slowly fades into an expression of guilt. “...Please just roll the dice.”

It appears next to you. Ah, right, Buula’s turn was skipped. So, your turn. You look to the pink woman again. “I have to wonder if in all your rolls, you’ve ever lost the die. Might be a shame if it someone particularly clumsy just... dropped it in the lava.” she muses.

>A. Give it a toss
>B. Just hold it out
>C. Something else?

>>2236755
>B.
>C. "That voice, the loud booming one. That's not you is it? There's something watching us play..."

Watching us like Towa does in our bathroom...

>>2236755
>B. Just hold it out

>>2236811
This.

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Rolled 13, 4, 13, 12, 2 = 44 (5d20)

>>2236755
You hold the die out above the lava. “Like you said before, if you cheat, it’s game over. But... has anyone ever been caught?”

He gulps, trying to keep his composure. “W-well, you see-”

“And who determines if someone gets caught or not? Those booming voices aren’t yours, are they? Someone’s watching us, observing these games, aren’t they?” Just like the cameras Towa may or may not have in your house. And... is the die... shaking?

“W-well of course there... uh... l-listen, let’s not be too hasty!” Sugoro responds, trembling.

“Has anyone ever been caught?” you repeat. “Answer me this, and we can get on with rolling.”

“M-most people don’t try to risk it. It’s just not right to... look, be careful with that!” he pleads.

“Why? What’ll happen if I drop this. It’s just an oversized die. A little heat shouldn’t hurt it too m-”

“NOOOOO!” a childish voice calls out from the die. Suddenly, it transforms into some kind of... strange, green and black cat thing. Or is it a lemur? ...Tanooki? Whatever it is, it’s bolting up the platforms over to Sugoro. “NOOO DON’T LET HER DADDY! I DON’T WANNA FALL IN THE LAVA!”

...

Did it just say “daddy?” You cross your arms as Sugoro tries to hush him. “W-what’re you doing?! You need to change back right now before they catch on!”

“BUT DADDY THEY KEEP SPINNING ME AND IT’S HARD, AND I DON’T WANNA FALL IN THE LAAAAVVAAAA!” the boy cries.

“Jig is up, Sugoro.” Buula declares. “You’ve cheated your last game.”

“CHEATED?!” a booming voice bellows out.

“HE HAS BROKEN THE RULES OF THE GAME.” another loud voice declares, this one more feminine.

“PENALTY! PENALTY! PENALTY!” a third voice repeats and echoes.

(cont.)

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Rolled 15, 18, 13, 6, 18 = 70 (5d20)

>>2236918
Sugoro’s face suddenly sprouts whiskers, his body becoming rounder, chubbier, until it finally resembles a larger version of the boy. He hands his head in defeat. “Oh no... no, and we were just past halfway there...”

“Halfway where?” you ask, the entire area starting to rumble as voices all around you begin to accuse Sugoro.

“The keepers of this realm said we could leave if we won 540,000,000 times in a row.”

You and Buula are taken aback. “W-what? Why?!”

“We ended up trapped here, our ship lost and with no way to return, we’d be dead if we didn’t devise some kind of plan...” he responds, voice defeatist and low, his son holding on his arm.

“You had to play all these games just to leave? What’s happened to those who lost?” Buula asks.

“I honestly don’t know, I presumed they just died or something. That’s the fate that awaited us... but now we’re all going to perish.”

The entire area begins to tremble, darkening, the board cracking and crumbling all around you. Buula thinks for a moment, and, placing her hand on your shoulder, uses Instant Transmission to teleport to Sugoro and his son. “Aha, so with the game broken, whatever was blocking our abilities is gone... hrmn. Maple, we might have a way out of here, but we’ll need to blast the whole dimension apart to do so.”

>A. We’re not going to leave them, are we?
>B. Okay, hold on just one second! Whoever is running this game, we want some answers! Who are you, and what have you really done to the people trapped here?
>C. Strongest attack, got it!
>D. Something else?

>>2236920
>A. We’re not going to leave them, are we?

>>2236920
>A, B, C.

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>>2236920
>A. (Apologize to Shusugoro)
>B. Okay, hold on just one second! Whoever is running this game, we want some answers! Who are you, and what have you really done to the people trapped here?

>D. Samma Ditthi on the three voices.

Whoever finds enjoyment in forcing people to play games and calls it destiny is a sadist! Time for these judges to be judged.

>A. We’re not going to leave them, are we?
>B. Okay, hold on just one second! Whoever is running this game, we want some answers! Who are you, and what have you really done to the people trapped here?

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Rolled 16, 15, 19, 9, 11 = 70 (5d20)

>>2236920
Okay, roll me 1d20, best of five! DC is 10!

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Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>2236963

Go Dice Roll!

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>2236963
Here goes

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>2236963

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Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>2236963

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>2236963
Rolling again

Rolled 20, 15, 18, 19, 9 = 81 (5d20)

>>2236967
>>2236974
>>2237013
>>2237045
>>2237072
Nice, though with a bit of a hiccup. Writing...

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>>2236753
Poor Pan

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>>2236920
“...We’re not going to just leave them here, are we?” you ask Buula.

Sugoro and his son look up at you. “A-after all we’ve done?”

You smile at them. “You’re victims of circumstance, and... sorry for scaring you like that, kid.”

The boy wipes away his tears as his father gets on his knees and thanks you over and over. “You are truly too kind! Thank you, thank you!”

Buula shrugs. “Fine, but we don’t have much time. We have to leave this place, quick.”

You shake your head. “Not yet.” Taking a deep breath, you shout out, “Samma Ditthi!” while pointing upwards. You feel... an odd sense of apathy, boredom, almost... but also linked with a degree of malice. “I know what Sugoro did wasn’t the most moral thing in the world, but to punish him for trying to fight against a rigged system? You, whoever you all are, allowed this to continue for countless years, taking millions of lives... that’s vile! What have you really done with the people trapped here?!”

“YOU DARE, MORTAL?” a booming voice blares through the area as it crumbles further.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m9vQ0jwP6ZY

Buula crosses her arms. “...No, she’s right. Whoever you all are, you’ve got no links with the Kais, the Gods, you don’t even pay lip service to King Yemma. My boss certainly knows of your type. And I doubt she approves with what you’re doing.”

“PENALTY! PENALTY! PENALTY!”

“Maple, Sugoro, kid, grab on.” Buula commands. As you all hold on, she holds her hands together, separating them and forming an orange orb of Ki, powerful and blazing. “We’re getting out of here, and you’re not going to fool anyone into these games ever again!” She raises the orb above her head, with it rapidly expanding in size, dwarfing you all... in fact, it might even dwarf Krillin’s Spirit Bomb technique. And the raw power inside it... gods, Buula might be even stronger than Mira.

As the realm begins to crack and shatter around you, the voices simultaneously declare, “FACE YOUR PUNISHMENT, MORTAL!”

“HRRAAAAAAHH!” Buula roars, throwing the sphere of energy, almost looking like a small star, down at the fracturing area. It explodes in a blinding flash, and the encroaching cracks in the area seem to be blown away, shattering the realm completely. You end up in... well, what looks like empty space.

(cont.)

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>>2237188
...With several small meteors darting around you! “Maple, focus your Instant Transmission with me! I’ve got a target in mind!” Buula commands. The two of you focus, your mind getting a sense of something from hers. There’s... a figure of someone, almost looks like... ah, is that King Furry? But right as you teleport, you end up with a meteor smacking you in the fact. You all appear at what looks like a desert town... but not one on Earth. In fact, it almost looks similar to Imecka... save the very surprised inhabitant that you all appear before.

A short, canine-like alien man lets out a gasp of surprise, then starts pleading, “Please, please oh pirates, spare this poor fortune-teller, I-”

“We mean you no harm, sir.” Buula states. “Tell me, is this planet Khun?”

“Ah... y-yes? Oh, you are... travelers?” the dog-man asks.

“That we are. Hrmn... but seems we’re not that close to Earth.”

>A. What Pirates?
>B. Fortune-teller?
>C. Try contacting someone... like King Kai! Bet he’ll be able to help!
>D. Sugoro, you okay?
>E. Something else?

>>2237197
>C. Try contacting someone... like King Kai! Bet he’ll be able to help!
>D. Sugoro, you okay?

>>2237197
>C, D, B.

>>2237197
>>2237248
this

>>2237248
This.

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>>2237197
Okay, let’s see... you’re fairly far from Earth, sure, but maybe you can get in contact with someone. But who...? Ah, but of course! Bet he’ll be happy to hear you’re still kicking. Now how to get his attention...? You try to focus in on him, and telepathically joke, ‘Trapped on a desert planet again? Good thing I know a thing or two about camel-flage!’

The response you get is... not what you expect. ‘That’s just terrible. North Kai? North Kai is that you again?! Come on man, you need some better material! And what’s with your voice?’

‘...N-no, not North... Kai... who is this?’

‘Who is THIS?’ he demands. ‘And how’d you contact me?’

‘Maple Son-Mahogany, er... I guess North Kai is my King Kai.’

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZhB-GLmGZC8

You close your eyes and focus on this figure. He’s taller, not as round as King Kai, but dressed about the same. He stands outside a little house, disgruntled and focusing in on you in return. ‘Well, Maple, it’s rude to just come up and call someone to tell them bad jokes. You could’ve at least tried the classic refrigerator one, kid.’

You rub the back of your neck. ‘My apologies, er... which quadrant do you govern over, sir?’

‘I am South Kai, and this is the South Quadrant.’ he declares. ‘Now, I’ll let you off with a warning for this, but you better be more respectful when dealing with a Kai, young lady.’

...South Quadrant. Wait, wasn’t Broly rampaging through a galaxy down there not too long ago? ‘Again, my apologies. It’s... been a long day, but if it isn’t too much trouble, could you get North Kai’s attention? Tell him that I’m still alive.’

‘Hmnh. Fine, but only this one time. I got a new fighter that just arrived, and I’ve gotta put him through the ringer, see if he’s got what it takes. I’ll get back to you, young lady.’

(cont.)

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>>2237349
Whew. Okay, now you’ve got that all settled. You turn over to Sugoro and his son. “You guys okay? That was pretty rough, but seems we all made it out in one piece.”

“More than okay! Fresh air, natural light, son, we’re free! We’re truly free!” he declares joyfully. “Ladies, we are forever in your debt. Words can’t express how thankful we are.”

You grin wide at them. “Heh, I’m just glad we put a stop to that. Now if we could find a way back home... Buula, you know this place?”

She looks back at you. “Not exceptionally well, but I’ve heard of it before. Wherever we were, it was nearly outside the normal universe. This was about as close as I could get us to Earth. That, and I could hone in on a certain Ki signature.”

The dog-man looks at her curiously. “...Have we met before, ma’am?”

“Not... exactly, but let’s just say we’ve met good fortune to find you.” she tells the alien in an unusually familiar tone.

“Ah, speaking of which... you mentioned yourself being a fortune-teller, right?” The dog-man nods. “Perfect! Have we got a fortune that needs telling!”

>DRAGON BALL TUFFLE QUEST Z #75... Paused
>Twitter account is @KatoQm, will have status updates there
>Got some questions for the QM? Characters? Suggestions? Throw them at ask.fm/QMKato and I'll try to answer them as best I can

And that's all for this tonight, folks. I’ll be around for a bit for some questions and such. We’ll continue tomorrow starting ~5:30 pm PST. Did y’all have fun?

>>2237349
Good god Bruce Faulconer is amazing. Great run Kato.

>>2237354
Space Adventures! Ooh boy, looking forward to it!

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>Android 21 has a transformation

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Rolled 10, 12, 3, 1, 3 = 29 (5d20)

>>2237358
I still have some nostalgia for those tracks, even if I have a good number of Z and Kai tracks I like too.

>>2237374
Glad to hear, anon.

>>2238532
>21 transforms into a Girl Mira
Well then.

Anyway, we're back!

>>2237354
You and Buula explain the situation you’ve been in to the dog-man, Wan, and how you’re trying to reach Earth again. He shows some sympathy towards your perdicament, explaining that his planet was recently invaded by space pirates from planet Outa, taking over their towns and causing mayhem. You ask him if he can help you both locate Earth with his fortune-telling.

“Hmm... I could, but how do you plan on getting back there?” he asks.

You place your hands behind your head and smile. “Same way we got here, hopefully. Though... honestly, I just want to check on my family first. They must be worried sick...”

As he pulls out a crystal ball, you tell him a bit about how Auntie Baba has been training you, Wan smiling and telling you that if you help, you can get a better focus on this. Shouldn’t be too hard. The dog-man leads you all to a more shaded area, laying down a rug and placing the ball in the middle, the two of you holding your hands out and focusing as it starts to lift into the air.

>A. Check on Goku, see how his match with Broly’s doing
>B. Peppa must have sensed what’s going on, see how she’s holding up
>C. Gohan wasn’t too far away when Mira blasted you, he and Raditz must have noticed
>D. Acer was still fighting Magil when you nearly died, is he okay?
>E. Something else?

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>E. Something else?
Contact Trip first, so she can reassure them all.

>>2239035
Samma Samadhi is the boost right? Can we use that to boost the clairvoyancy?

>>2239041
Backing.

>>2239041
Yeah, backing this.

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>>2239035
>E. Contact da queen so she can show them da wey.

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Rolled 19, 10, 4, 8, 14 = 55 (5d20)

>>2239067
You can not.

>>2239035
You focus your mind not immediately on your family, but instead on Trip, thinking she could get the message across to everyone quicker if she takes notice of you. A cloudy image forms in the crystal ball, slowly coming into focus. You see... aha, there she is! ...Wait, Vegeta? Why’s he laying on the ground? Ah, Trip’s healing him. Have they gotten rid of the Destron Gas machines already?

The image pulls back slightly, and you see that Acer is on a bed, Chi-chi by his side. Looks like he’s unconscious, but still alive. You let out a sigh of relief, but the image in the crystal ball shakes suddenly. You try to investigate what caused it, finding Piccolo fighting against two... no, three other fighters. Agh, of course. Slug, Bongo, and King Piccolo himself.

You try your hardest to get Trip’s attention. ‘Trip... Trip... Trip, it’s me, Maple!’

She looks up, unsure if she’s hearing things. The image shakes again, and she finishes healing up Vegeta, helping him to a bed near Acer. “At least we didn’t lose them too.” she comments to Chi-chi.

Your sister-in-law looks away from Vegeta, shaking. “If Raichi has her... is he trying to keep her away from us? He hasn’t brought her back to Earth yet... I’d have thought that, with Acer...”

Trip places her hand on Chi-chi’s shoulder. “We... we will get her back.”

Agh, come on! ‘TRIP! TRIIIIIIP!’

She looks up. “...I know how this must feel. Even now, I can almost hear her voice.”

‘YOU CAN HEAR ME! I’M STILL ALIVE!’

She seems taken back in surprise, but the crystal ball’s image gets murkier, and the ground beneath your feet starts to rumble. You can sense a large group of people some distance away approaching you.

>A. Keep trying! Focus!
>B. Check on who the group is
>C. Buula, can you scout those people out?
>D. Something else?

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>>2239193
>B. Check on who the group is
Samma Ditthi

Time for pirates, we'll worry bout Earth after we save Kuhn and take out these outa pirates!

>>2239193
time to make these dog-gone pirates gone dog-people

>>2239193
>A, C

>>2239193
>>A, C

>>2239193
>A. Keep trying! Focus!
>C. Buula, can you scout those people out?

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Rolled 8, 4, 18, 2, 13 = 45 (5d20)

Okay, roll me 1d20, best of five. DC is 11.

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>2239254

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>2239254

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Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>2239254

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>2239254

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>2239271
>>2239254
...redemption roll?!

Rolled 7, 6, 4, 3, 13 = 33 (5d20)

>>2239260
>>2239266
>>2239271
>>2239304
>>2239338
...Not the best set of rolls, but you passed! Writing...

>>2239353
that meteor to the face really left a mark. might need to take a swig of the healing alcohol.

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Rolled 9, 15, 15, 16, 3 = 58 (5d20)

>>2239193
“Buula, not liking the feel of what’s coming over there..” you comment. “Sugoro, you and your son might wanna take cover.”

“Better idea, Miss Maple.” he tells you, the two of them transforming into rocks. Ahh, of course.

Buula nods, disappearing as you keep trying to focus on the crystal ball. Come on, Trip... ‘TRIIIIIIIP! I’M STILL ALIVE!’

She looks around, mildly agitated. “...Chi-chi, aside from those fighting Piccolo, can you sense anything?”

She shakes her head. “No... do you feel anyone else out here? Oh no, is it one of the Artificial Humans?”

“No... I do not believe it is them.”

Agh, come on! ‘TRIP! BUULA SAVED ME, BUT WE’RE TRAPPED ON ANOTHER PLANET!’

The image grows murkier. “...It can’t be.”

‘TELL EVERYONE, TRIP! WE’LL BE BACK AS SOON AS POSSIBLE!’

She calms herself, trying to focus. ‘...h...re...m... M...pl...?’

‘Oh thank the gods, Trip, Trip, we’re still alive!’

‘Maple?!’

...and the image is gone, Wan falling back. “Ha... haa... s-sorry, that was as long as I could keep it going. Y-you’re not the least bit exhausted though...”

“Well, she heard me at least. Can’t thank you enough, Wan.”

He gets to his feet. “Not a problem, young lady. Though... your friend...?”

Buula returns with a group of blue aliens, fishlike in appearance, all tied up. “Oooh you’re in for it now, lady! When the boss hears about this, you’ll be sandworm bait!”

“I suspect these are the pirates you were talking about.” she comments to Wan. “Or a group of them.”

One of the fish-aliens looks over to Wan. “Hey... hey you’re that old geezer who wouldn’t pay up the other day! You find some new muscle, dogbreath?”

Wan gulps, moving behind you. You look to Buula. “I was able to pass on to Trip that I’m still alive. So, they have that, at least.”

“Eh? And who are you, you little brat? You wanna go against the might of the Neo Crusher Corps?!”

Why... does that name ring a b-?

....

Wait, the WHAT now?!

>A. Who... exactly is this “boss” of yours?
>B. ...Buula, does your boss know anything about this?
>C. Wan, when did these pirates show up?
>D. Something else?

>>2239444
>>A. Who... exactly is this “boss” of yours?

>>2239444
>B. ...Buula, does your boss know anything about this?
>>C. Wan, when did these pirates show up?

>>2239444
>A, B, C.

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>>2239444
>A. But who is the Boss?

>>2239444
>A
"Show me the official Crusher Corp pose."

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>>2239444
Hoooo boy. “Who... exactly is this boss of yours? You just said you’re part of the... Neo Crusher Corps? ...Is there a pose you pirates have?”

“Feh, Captain Turles will make quick work of you, brat!” the fish-alien declares.

You frown, glancing at Buula. “...Your boss know anything about this?”

The pink alien shakes her head. “No she- ...OH CRAP, RIGHT! Agh, she must be panicking! O-one sec!” Aaaand she’s jetting up into the air.

You next look over at Wan, the dog-man less agitated, but still wary. “Wan, when did these pirates start attacking your world?”

“Eh? Er... it began about 12 moons ago. They came in large number, terrorizing us and plundering our villages. They’ve been constantly raiding and pillaging, forcing everyone to pay up or else...”

“You weak little mutts should be thankful we even considered your barren, arid little rock, for Captain Turles has grand plans for the universe!” the fish-alien spits out at Wan.

>A. And where might Captain Turles be?
>B. ...Wan, how well does plant life grow on this world?
>C. Contact South Kai again! TREE OF MIGHT ALERT!
>D. Something else?

>>2239577
>D. Break his suit and throw some hot sand on him.

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>>2239577
>A & C.
Hooo shit.

>>2239577
>A. And where might Captain Turles be

Chance for more fruit or sap atleast..

>>2239577
>D. You're rooted under Turles' canopy, eh? What a sap, your evil will never sprout results!

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>>2239577
“And where exactly is ‘Captain’ Turles right now?” you question.

The fish alien dismissively laughs at you. “Feh, you have a death wish, kid? Captain Turles is a being like you’ve never faced before!”

You grin smugly. “I doubt that.”

“Fool, he and his first mate are powerful beyond measure! Have you heard of a race of warriors called... the Saiyans?” the fishman asks you.

You nod. “Of course. Even married one. Popped out a couple kids too.”

The hateful, dismissive looks on all their faces seems to quickly disappear into a mix of confusion, surprise, and mild disgust. “...Oh.”

“Listen and listen well, you're all rooted under Turles’ canopy, eh? What a bunch of saps, your evil will never sprout results!”

There’s laughter, familiar laughter! ‘Good one, Maple.’

‘King Kai! Glad to hear your voice again.’ you reply, spirits lifting once more.

‘What was that about some... root, sap, what?’ South Kai’s voice adds in.

‘Oh, crap, right! Tree of Might situation!’

‘TREE OF MIGHT?!’ South Kai exclaims.

‘Hrmn... not detecting one sprouting just yet, the planet’s rather barren.’ King Kai comments. ‘You and your friend should keep a look out for it.’

‘Will do!’ Okay, before you leave, gotta prevent Turles from bringing another Tree of Might here. “I’ll ask again, where is your ‘Captain,’ where’s he hiding?”

“He isn’t ‘hiding’ anywhere you bratty alien, Captain Turles is in that big dumb temple spire thing, said he had some plans for there.”

Wan barks in surprise. “Th-the sacred Tower of the Prophet?! What is he doing there? That is a holy place, not some treasure trove!”

>A. Wan, can you help guide us there?
>B. South Kai, do you have any warriors that could help us?
>C. Buula, you done?
>D. Something else?

>>2239687

>A. Wan, can you help guide us there?

Tell him about our towers, look outs and sacred lands. Ask if they have anything else that Turles might go aftr

>B. South Kai, do you have any warriors that could help us?

That warrior who just arrived. Did he do good?

>>2239693
Supporting

>>2239687
>A. Wan, can you help guide us there?
>>B. South Kai, do you have any warriors that could help us?

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>>2239687
“Wan, can you show us the way to there? I imagine that it’s a place much like my world’s Lookout, from the sound of it it’s a fairly sacred land, maybe where your Guardian resides.”

“Ah, sure, sure!” he tells you cheerfully. “But... do you really expect to stop him on your own? Even with your friend, the dread pirate might be too much for you. He bested some of our world’s best defenders...”

“I wouldn’t doubt them so readily.” Sugoro pipes in, finally transforming back to normal. “That pink lady blasted apart the entire realm that was keeping my son and I prisoner! You should’ve seen it!”

The fish aliens guffaw over the proposal. “Even if you have tamed a Saiyan, Captain Turles is sure to smash you all! His power is beyond measure!”

You take a moment to think things over. “Hmm... aside from putting up a Destron Gas machine in there and maybe prepping the Tree of Might, what else could Turles be doing there...? Ah, Wan, is there anything else in the tower that might have caught his interest?”

“Sacred texts such as the Book of Tears, and there are the Hama Charms, but... those are not treasures that would fetch any kind of price, they only have value to our people.”

“I’m sure Captain Turles isn’t interested in your dumb books, mutt!” one of the fishmen injects mockingly.

“Hmm... maybe there’s something else going on there... ah, South Kai, are you still listening in?” you ask aloud.

‘Yes, yes, I can hear you.’

Okay, got an idea! ‘That warrior that just arrived on your world... you think he might be able to help us?’

‘Eh? Papoi is dead, kid. And he’s training with me. Agh, North Kai are ALL your Quadrant’s inhabitants this pushy?’ he asks aloud, even pouting a little.

‘Well if you don’t wanna send anyone to help defend YOUR OWN Quadrant, Maple and her friend can do all the hard work themselves...’

He starts grumbling. ‘Don’t pull a West Kai on me, North Kai.’

Buula finally returns, looking like she just got yelled at by an exceptionally worried and furious parent. “Good news is I can stay to help. Might even be able to call some backup, if you want. Though WOW she was not pleased with that stunt I just pulled... thought it wouldn’t have mattered given how it usually goes.” She looks over to the space lemurs, however, and smiles. “...But she won’t have to undo anything, at least.”

You cross your arms and nod. “So, I’m feeling ready to settle my score with Turles. Ready to go?”

She cracks her knuckles. “Ready.”

>DRAGON BALL TUFFLE QUEST Z #75... Paused
>Twitter account is @KatoQm, will have status updates there
>Got some questions for the QM? Characters? Suggestions? Throw them at ask.fm/QMKato and I'll try to answer them as best I can

And that's all for this tonight, folks. I’ll be around for a bit for some questions and such. We’ll continue tomorrow starting ~5:30 pm PST. Did y’all have fun?

>>2239752
Yup! Zzzzzz....

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>>2239752
Turles doesn't stand

A ghost of a chaaaance

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Planting the Tree of Might on Planet Kuhn? They won't get any fruit, just lots of bark.

If Turles is on this planet, who is on the other planet? Regular Crusher Coprs?

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>>2240592
I bet Turles is wherever the tree is.

We'll probably need to deal with ....
<-

>>2240618
The Misfit Minions, of course.

Can we PLEASE call them that instead of the Crusher Corps? Or at least let that be a Maple thing.

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Rolled 7, 6, 18, 8, 3 = 42 (5d20)

>>2239756
Glad to hear!

>>2240173
>>2240181
Hah.

>>2240592
>>2240618
>>2240767
Keep that in mind for later.

Anyway, we're back!

>>2239752
You and Buula drop off the pirates before heading towards the Tower of the Prophet with Wan and the shapeshifters. You come across a large, sky-piercing spire on a hill, reminding you vaguely of Korin’s Tower, though far thicker. The sky’s color gains a dusky orange color as the sun starts its slow descent. And far at the top of it, you can sense an all too familiar presence, with a handful of much weaker Ki signatures scattered throughout the structure.

“Hrmn... Wan, do you think Turles and the other pirates have any hostages in there?” Buula asks.

“I am not sure, to be honest.” he replies. “But I would not put it past them.”

She rubs her chin. “Then we might need to be cautious. Maple, what do you propose? Confronting him directly, sneaking in and checking for prisoners, or waiting for some more backup to arrive? My boss said she might be able to get someone, while South Kai is doubtlessly trying to find a fighter that can help deal with this.”

>A. Turles isn’t going to stop himself, we gotta take him down now
>B. Hostages first, schnozz-decking once they’re free
>C. Backup would be appreciated, doubtless Raichi and Towa have some tricks waiting for us
>D. Something else?

>>2240817
>B. Hostages first, schnozz-decking once they’re free
>C. Backup would be appreciated, doubtless Raichi and Towa have some tricks waiting for us
>D. Something else?
Ask if the space lemurs can hide from scouters or ki sensing with their shapeshifting. We may need that skill.

>>2240834
Backing

>>2240834
This.

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>>2240817
“Hostages first. We need to free them before we get to some much-needed schnozz-decking.” you tell Buula. “And honestly, any backup we can get would be appreciated. Doubtless, Raichi and Towa have some tricks waiting for us. Hmm... Sugoro, your shapeshifting is pretty sophisticated, hard to really sense you or your son when you’re transformed. Can I count on you to help us rescue the hostages?”

The green alien looks at his son. “Shusugoro, it’s time we help repay our debts.”

“Okay!” the boy confirms cheerfully.

Buula lifts her hand. “I’ll get you some help then, Maple. It shouldn’t take too long, my boss has gotten out most of the lecturing already.”

“Heh, see you soon then.”

As the pink lady ascends to the sky, you and the shapeshifters start to make your way towards the tower, Wan staying behind as an emergency escape point. The entrance to the place isn’t guarded, but you can tell that there are a few aliens inside the first floor. Peeking in, you notice that most of them are the fishmen you saw before, however... well, guess that settles it, Turles’ Misfit Minions were brought back too, as the round, impish ones can be seen laughing with the fishmen.

>A. Scale the wall, see what’s on the other floors
>B. Samma Ditthi!
>C. Sneaking mission, Maple! Use stealth wisely and get past the overgrown grapes
>D. Something else?

>>2240944
>>C. Sneaking mission, Maple! Use stealth wisely and get past the overgrown grapes
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lnKeN9zIkoE

>>2240974
Yes, have to do this.

>>2240944
>C. Sneaking mission, Maple! Use stealth wisely and get past the overgrown grapes
>D. Listen to what their laughing about.

Is it evil laughing or are they showing emotions that aren't just 'eeeeviiiiil'

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Rolled 13, 7, 13, 12, 13 = 58 (5d20)

Okay, roll me 1d20, best of five! DC is 11!

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>2241052
I got this!~

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>>2241061
>That roll

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>2241052
-I- got this!

>>2241074
-I- don't got this!

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>2241052
check my 20

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Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>2241052
>metalgear

>>2241105
>>2241107
Thank you homies.

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>2241052
Redemption roll!

Rolled 5, 18, 17, 10, 12 = 62 (5d20)

>>2241061
>>2241074
>>2241105
>>2241107
>>2241134
Nice! Writing...

>>2241150
Might as well call us Solid Maple

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>>2240944
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ncNSJGPl8X4

You cover yourself up with a disguise as you enter into the room, the good ol' cardboard box, Sugoro and son transforming into barrels and moving along the wall slowly, helping hide your movement. You hear them chatting about the aliens’ meeting with Turles, how they were brought back from... fossils? Huh? Strange. They’re also making jokes about how their ship once crashed in what seemed to be mud... it wasn’t mud. Not the highest point in Turles’ planned conquests. Well, still, you manage to make your way through the room without anyone noticing.

The making your way up the tower, you finally spot some doglike aliens like Wan in cells, with a couple of the fish aliens guarding them... though they seem bored, tired, and you’re betting, easily distracted. You manage to sneak over to them, Sugoro and son still covering your movements. But before any of the dogs notice you, one of Turles’ goons comes down from the next floor above.

“Captain Turles has the seeds all prepped. Won’t be long now before they’re able to be planted.” a giant of a man tells the guards. Ah, you remember him, and his weird spiked shoulderpads and the braided ponytail. “All he needs now is for the fool to spill the beans on that Hama Ring thing.”

“Finally, we’ll be rid of this garbage planet.” one of the guards comments.

The brawny alien starts to head back up. “Spread the word to the others, I’ve been instructed to finish Cacao with replicating a certain... device. Heh heh heh...”

One of the guards does as told, heading down, while the other looks at the cowering dogs. “Looks like your lot is still useful. Maybe we should bring one of you up to make an example for him.” he mocks, grinning viciously.

Hmm... you might be able to knock this guy out quickly, or you could just wait until he gets distracted and start rescuing everyone.

>A. Sneak attack!
>B. Wait it out
>C. Something else?

>>2241239
>A.

>>2241239
>>A. Sneak attack!

>>2241239
>C. "Sneak attack!"

>>2241334
....Oh Maple.

>>2241239
>A. Sneak attack!

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>>2241239
You let Sugoro and Shusugoro know you’re about to make your move, and, as soon as the alien has his back turned, you jump out at him. “Sneak attack!” you declare quietly.

And before he has time to look back at you, you’ve hit him with a chop to the neck, knocking him down with a thud. The dog people hold back a collective gasp, while you quickly raise your hand to shush them. One of them approaches slowly. “W-who... are you?” a lady asks.

“You can call me Maple, ma’am! And don’t worry, you’ll be safe soon.” Sugoro and son transform back and approach the cell. Fairly sturdy, and using even a small Ki blast might alert some people... aha, but there seems to be a keyhole. You look over to the unconscious guard. “Hrmn... but how to get you all out of here...?”

“Allow me, Miss Maple!” Sugoro declares, eyeing the keyhole, then quickly shapeshifting into a key himself. Huh, quick thinking!

“Okay, we’ll get you all out here shortly... but who’s the person they were talking to? Does Turles have another hostage?”

An elderly dog man hangs his head. “Kami-sama, he tried to resist that pirate’s plans... they captured us to get him to cooperate. I don’t know how much more he could take...”

“I’ll get him, don’t worry... hrmn, but we need to make sure you all are safe first...”

Shusugoro raises his hand. “Miss Maple! You can teleport them all, right?”

“Sure, but then I’d need to teleport back in.” you tell the kid. “Need a familiar energy signature to focus in on...”

“I could stay in here.” Sugoro states. “You can get everyone but us out, and I can sneak out while you deal with that mean ol’ pirate!”

>A. Great thinking, Sugoro!
>B. It’s too risky, they might notice the guard soon...
>C. Something else?

>>2241473
>A, C.
Have Sugoro ready to escape with dog-god when we get to them.

>>2241473
>A. Great thinking, Sugoro!

>A. Great thinking, Sugoro!

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>>2241473
You clap your hands together. “Aha, great thinking, Sugoro!”

“D-daddy... will you be okay?” the little boy asks him.

He hugs his son. “Don’t worry son, we got out of that mess thanks to her help, and but I’ve still got a debt to repay.”

You have the dog-people gather around you, with Shusugoro holding on, you teleport back to Wan, to the surprise of most of the captives. He greets them all humbly, and with a quick explanation of what’s going on, you return to Sugoro. He transforms back into a barrel, and the two of you continue up the stairs.

In the next room there is the strange table with various bits of machinery on it, though with an odd, broken vase scattered around the machinery. The largest of Turles Misfit Minions stands in a corner while the cyborg member of the Corps. works with the machinery around the vase. They’re too occupied with their work to notice you, and you sneak past fairly easily.

Continuing along, you finally reach what seems to be the highest floor, a sagely dog person in shackles. The most human-like member of Turles’ group grabs the dog by the jaw, forcing it up. “Your efforts are in vain. Soon the Tree of Might will be ready to be planted, and this dust ball will finally be useful for something. So tell us where the Hama Ring is and maybe Lord Turles will be merciful.”

“You... you will not get away with this...” he growls in return.

Out of the corner of your eye you spot a new member of Turles’ group. A massive humanoid in green and black armor, with a spiky red mohawk. You... can’t really sense any Ki from him, oddly. Hrmn... one of Gero or Towa’s creations...?

...

She she finally give in and make a redheaded robot?

“My benefactors don’t actually require that ring, ‘Kami.’ It’s merely a bonus to us.” an all too familiar voice adds. Turles is seated on a throne, one with very vague similarities to the throne at the Lookout back on Earth. “It’s entirely your choice if you want your people to suffer more.”

You further notice behind him... the distinctive glow of the Destron Gas machines’ barriers. And behind them, what looks to be a large number of... crystal balls? Huh, how odd... were they stealing them from other fortune tellers? You motion Sugoro to hide in the stairway as you prepare to confront Turles.

The tall humanoid in green slowly turns his head, a monotone, almost robotic voice commenting, “...We appear to have another guest.”

>DRAGON BALL TUFFLE QUEST Z #75... Paused
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>>2241693
Oh fuck it's 16.

>>2241693
...oh shit is that 16?!

>>2241700
>>2241703
Guess you'll have to wait and see, won't you?

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>>2241725
QUACK

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>the Space Tanooki turned into a die

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>>2242059
I bet if our dice rolling had gotten more extreme....

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>>2242014
>>2242059
>>2242820
Har.

Anyway, we're back!

>>2241693
“Oh? And who might our little would-be freedom fighter be?” Turles asks the large man. “Another of your would-be champions, Kami? Some fool with a death wish?”

“They are not a native of Kuhn.” he clarifies, turning his head towards the doorway.

“Ah, some other alien comes to try and stop my plans.” Turles surmises, chuckling to himself. “So, do you have a name, would-be hero? Or are you just a humble space duck, lost in this tower?”

You look to make sure Sugoro is carefully hidden. Well Maple, showtime.

>A. Slowly approach, power up to make sure he knows business as you remind him who you are
>B. Materialize a Scouter and check on how tough this new guy is first
>C. Burst in and punch Turles in his big dumb smug mug!
>D. Quack!
>E. Something else?

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>>2243233
>E. Something else?

Fuck it, time to pose and introduce ourselves.

>"Your not dealing with the average would-be hero..."

Turles: No.....

>"I have risen...and have surpassed the legend..."

Turles: No, no, nooooooo!

>"I am the legendary, super Tuffle! Maple Son-Mahogany! Ally of justice, nightmare to you!"

Turles: no, no, no, no FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-

>>2243233
>A.
And >>2243259
Make a bit entrance and prepare to fight.

>>2243233
>A. Slowly approach, power up to make sure he knows business as you remind him who you are

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>>2243233
https://youtu.be/BJXkqfGGgJg

No point in drawing this out. You stop suppressing your Ki, letting it rise, soar, your aura flaring around you. “Funny you make such a grand gesture, Turles. You see, you’re not dealing with the average would-be hero anymore...”

The smug grin on his face starts to slowly disappear. “...No.”

“Towa thought me dead, but I’ve risen from the grave, strong as ever. Surpassing even your Legends.”

“NO NO NO...” he growls out, jumping to his feet as you step forward. His old minion stares at you in disbelief, while the large man in green armor just looks down at you, watching quietly as you march forward.

“I’m Maple Son-Mahogany, a Super Tuffle! Ally to justice...” You point dramatically at him. “And nightmare to you, phantom!”

Turles glares down at you, transforming into a Super Saiyan. He’s definitely getting a minor boost from the Destron Gas bringing him back, this might be difficult. “You! YOU! How?! Earth should still be under siege! HOW ARE YOU HERE?!”

“Dumb luck, mostly.” you admit with a smirk.

The pirate turns his head and starts barking orders. “DAIZ, PRISONERS! SIXTEEN, LOCATE ANYONE ELSE SHE BROUGHT ALONG!”

“Prisoners have already escaped. Your time’s up, Turles. RAIO-TEN!”

>A. Knock him out of here! Let’s take this fight outside!
>B. Spirit Bits!
>C. Lightning Flash Surprise!
>D. Geist Magnum!
>E. Iaigiri!
>F. Something else?

>>2243431

>B.

>F.
Use our telekinesis to grab all the scrying orbs and surprise attack them from behind.

>>2243431
>Teleport behind him, KANCHO GEIST MAGNUM!
Guaranteed to work, trust me dawgs.

>>2243448
or are the orbs behind the destron barrier? May have misread that...

>>2243448
>>2243449
These and
>A.
Focus on bringing Turles away from 16 at least.

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Rolled 3, 9, 15, 19, 8 = 54 (5d20)

Okay, roll me 1d20, best of five! DC is 13!

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>2243498

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Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>2243498

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>2243498

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>2243498

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>2243498

Rolled 18, 17, 2, 1, 12 = 50 (5d20)

>>2243500
>>2243501
>>2243510
>>2243521
>>2243532
All righty, you passed! Writing...

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>>2243431
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z5jjb95D5rU

You take your stance, offering Turles the first move. He growls out angrily, lunging towards you. “YOU BITCH!”

You cheekily use Instant Transmission to teleport behind him right before he gets to you, firing a Geist Magnum at him... oof, ow, hits him right in the butt too. Turles clumsily crashes into the wall, allowing you time to prep your Spirit Bits to keep the pressure on him, even using your telekinesis to grab some of the crystal balls behind the throne.

You fling a couple of them at Turles as your Spirit Bits keep his lackey away from you, though the man in green armor still simply watches you... and you can now tell that he is indeed one of Gero’s creations, with that big, dumb, [R><R] symbol on his armor. You’re about to fling another at Turles, but notice that there’s something inside it... what looks to be a little woman, even smaller than you.

Carefully moving it aside, Turles flies back at you, attempting a hard dropkick that cracks the floor as you dodge. He viciously tries to turn back the tide, though you score a lucky counter that knocks him out of the tower.

>A. Grab Turles’ Misfit Minion and throw him at Turles!
>B. Chase after him, don’t let gain the upper hand!
>C. So what’s your story, big guy? Gero hiring you for a blooper reel with Turles?
>D. Something else?

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>>2243607
Clothes beam on Daiz to increase the weight of his armor to the point where he can't move. Then grab him...

>B.

>A. And use Daiz like a club.

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>>2243607
That's no kancho geist magnum, you gotta shove the fingers up in there and THEN fire. Not just shoot at it.

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>>2243635
Can't believe that's an actual game.

>>2243633
I'll back this.

>>2243641
That comic is great.

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Rolled 2, 17, 13, 14, 3 = 49 (5d20)

Sorry about that, wife mad dinner.

>>2243635
I'll be honest. Was just going off vague memory.

Anyway, moving on, roll 1d20, best of five, DC is 13 again.

>>2243818
>mad dinner
*made dinner
bah
It wasn't THAT spicy

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>2243818

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>2243818
Rolling again then.

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>2243818

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>2243818

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>2243818

Rolled 3, 20, 15, 14, 8 = 60 (5d20)

>>2243832
>>2243886
>>2243941
>>2243965
>>2244019
Okay, nice! Writing...

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Rolled 19, 12, 8, 19, 13 = 71 (5d20)

>>2243607
You look over to Daiz, grinning. He doesn’t like that, but takes a fighting stance. “You know, I gotta wonder, have you ever tried weighted outfits with that armor?”

“...What are you-”

“CLOTHES BEAM!”

You materialize 2 ton arm and leg weights on him and telekinetically pull him closer to you, and then grab him and chase after Turles. “Special delivery!”

With a loud THWACK, you hit Turles over the head with his minion, getting a couple good hits in as you blast him with your Spirit Bits. Turles finally grabs him and tosses him away. “ENOUGH!” he roars, aura blazing around him. He grabs the minion and tosses him down to the ground, the dusky sky emphasizing the gold of his aura and hair. “You’re in for a WORLD of hurt!”

Bolting towards you, you keep up the pressure with the Spirit Bits, blocking his ferocious volley of punches. “So what is Raichi trying to do with the Tree of Might? Does it even work on phantoms like you? And how DOES it feel taking orders from a Tuffle now?”

“Vengeance is a dish best served cold, you brat!” He tries to grab your hair, you only barely dodging in time. With the Raio-Ten and Kaio-ken boost, you’re about even with him, but you can’t hold off forever. “You and Kakarot will suffer!”

“Still doesn’t answer my question about the fruit!” You kick him down, Turles stopping himself and clapping his hands together, forming a ring of Ki between them. He launches it, but you’re able to dive through it, landing a hard kick to his face.

As you start to move back, you feel yourself bump into something. Foresight lets you know to get out of the way, quickly, as you see the Artificial Human floating in the air behind you. “You are an intelligent creature, Maple. I am sure you know what Towa and my father want for the fruit.”

>A. ...First time I’ve heard one of you really refer to him as father
>B. Try to take him on too!
>C. Go back to Turles, this 16 guy isn’t really interested in fighting, it seems
>D. So... does Gero know about 19?
>E. Something else?

>>2244125
>A. ...First time I’ve heard one of you really refer to him as father
>D. So... does Gero know about 19?
>B. Try to take him on too!

>>2244125
>A, C, D.

>>2244151
This

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Rolled 7, 10, 12, 6, 8 = 43 (5d20)

All righty, 1d20, best of five. DC is 16.

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>2244262

>>2244266
FUCK.

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>2244262

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>2244262
Redemption roll

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>2244262
Third time's the charm.

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>2244262
I'm gone for like 30 minutes and we almost critfail. Well, last shot.

>>2244335
Damn, one off.

Rolled 1, 16, 1, 19, 5 = 42 (5d20)

>>2244266
>>2244274
>>2244294
>>2244314
>>2244335
Sssso close. Writing...

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>>2244125
You take a defensive stance, but note that he’s not exactly trying to attack you just yet. “...You know, I don’t really believe any of you have referred to Gero as ‘father’ before.”

“Because such a statement would not be correct. Gero only ever had one child.” 16 tells you, still coldly looking down at you.

“...Wait really?” So... oh. OH. “You’re... well huh. Nice to meet you, uh...?”

“I have very clear and specific instructions programmed within me that state that I am to kill you, Maple. You, your brother, and especially Son Goku.” 16 tells you bluntly. “But with your assumed death, my father has specified it as a lower priority... so long as I receive sufficient battle data before our plan here has been completed.”

You gulp slightly. This guy knows how strong you are, but he’s clearly not worried. Bringing your Spirit Bits back to you, you ask him, “Does Gero know about 19?”

“He is very disappointed with her. She will be dealt with.”

“Not on our watch. And you really want some battle data? Well I’m right here, big guy. Let’s see what you’ve got!” You launch yourself at 16, ready to smash him in the chest with a Hallowed Rush...

...And 16 catches your fist. “I’ve been lead to believe you’re smarter than that.” The Spirit Bits start to blast him as you try to pull away, only for 16 to pull you closer towards him and slam his fist into your gut, nearly knocking the wind out of you. “I must say, I am disappointed.”

He flings you down towards the ground, and you barely have time to form a barrier as you spot him preparing an attack. At the same time, though, you get a flash of foresight. Your Spirit Bits form a shield as Turles fires a powerful Ki blast up at you. But while your barrier manages to hold against that attack...

“ROCKET PUNCH!” 16 declares, his fist detaching and jetting down at you. It smacks into your barrier with enough force to shatter it, Turles grappling you from behind, arm around your neck.

“Finally pulling your weight, are you? Well don’t make this TOO easy, 16.” Turles tells him, putting more pressure on your neck. “I want to make sure I can SAVOR this!”

You form your barrier again, enhanced with Lighting and stunning Turles long enough that you’re able to bring your finger to his face and shout out, “GEIST MAGNUM!”

He winces and releases you, moving away. But 16 floats down slowly, his fist reconnecting with the rest of his arm. “Do you still wish to fight me?”

“You could surrender.” you reply, forcing a smile.

You brace yourself for another attack, only to spot someone flying in from behind him. “Villains! Your time is at an end!” the figure declares, looking vaguely insectoid, almost like... wait, IS THAT CELL?! No, no it’s a red insect man... with a Halo! South Kai’s fighter! “Space Pirate! Your crew has been vanquished and decimated!” he shouts at Turles. “Surrender now y-”

(cont.)

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>>2244522
16 backhands him, sending him tumbling to the ground, before focusing his eyes back on you. Crap. You try to dodge as 16 tackles towards you, managing to smash into you and leave you a little dazed. He then grabs you and throws you downward, removing one of his arms again and firing a yellow beam down towards you. You don’t stop yourself in time, and the blast comes screeching at you. You prepare to take it... but notice that it doesn’t happen. A figure appears before you, shielding you from the attack with their body. You also feel someone catch you, helping you down to the ground.

“...You are new.” 16 states. “I do not have much data on you.”

“Funny, I know a lot about you, Android.” Buula’s voice declares. She looks back at you, smiling. A little damaged, but not nearly as much as you would have taken. “Sorry we’re late, Maple.”

You look over to the “we” she mentioned... a girl with straight, black hair under an orange bandanna, fairly young, maybe even younger than Videl and Pantea are now... yep. It’s her. And you can’t help it. “...That shirt is entirely too small for you, young lady.”

“H-hey! What kind of thanks is that?” she bemoans, pouting at you.

You pat her head, giggling. “Nice to see you again... Pan, was it?”

>DRAGON BALL TUFFLE QUEST Z #75... Paused
>Twitter account is @KatoQm, will have status updates there
>Got some questions for the QM? Characters? Suggestions? Throw them at ask.fm/QMKato and I'll try to answer them as best I can

And that's all for this tonight, folks. I’ll be around for a bit for some questions and such. We’ll continue Sunday starting ~5:30 pm PST. Did y’all have fun?

>>2244524
Hi Pan. Granny Maple is going to give you a new outfit by the time this is over. And damn, 16 is not fooling around.

>>2244524
Poor 16, now he'll have to deal with Granny Maple!
>>2244545
Her clothes aren't that bad, she just needs a freakin' undershirt.
...
And maybe a Bad Man shirt.

>>2244557
And sunglasses, minimum.

maybe a proper gi...

>>2244582
She needs shoes too.
And a power pole.
And she needs to go Super Saiyan because why the fuck did that never actually happen?

>>2244592
Because, and this is the official explanation, the GT writers were too last to do it. No joke.

>>2244613
>Something happens to Goku/Trunks while Goku/Trunks is away.
>Pan is the only one around but she can't beat the enemy on her own.
>Gets angry
>Goes Super Saiyan
There, done.

>>2244622
That actually happened a few times in GT. But they couldn't do that because Goku has to save the day, according to the writers.

>>2244635
Couldn't let Pan transform that is.

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Baby Pan is best Pan

>>2244557
Step-Granny Son-MahoganyMaple

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>>2244949
https://youtu.be/RiQD-_BeRCk

As a member of the Ginyu Force, if we this Neo Crusher Corps can we take'em over and make the Ginyu Corps?

>>2247036
if we beat*

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>>2247042
The Kuriza Korps!

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Rolled 1, 11, 12, 5, 13 = 42 (5d20)

>>2244545
>>2244557
Pan does like her current outfit, but knows it would be rude if she turned down an offer.

And 16 is no slouch, though the tables have turned.

>>2244949
She was pretty fun and cute in Super.

>>2246305
>with the music too
Thanks anon, I got a good laugh.

>>2247036
>>2248209
Kuriza would not really know what to do with them, and the Ginyus would need only the best and most graceful in posing.

Anyway, we're back!

>>2244524
Turles bolts back up towards 16, Buula and Pan standing together with you. Further away you spot the insect-man finally start to stand up, dusting himself off. Turles glares down at you. “And who the hell are you two? More Earthling brats?!”

“16 is definitely not supposed to be here. Nor is he supposed to be that strong.” Buula tells you quietly. “I can probably hold him off myself, but the bigger problem is Turles. Maple, Pan, you two focus on him.”

The girl seems to pout at him, her hand moving up to her hair. She sighs out grumpily as she twirls it through her fingers. “Mmnh. If even he could do it...”

“Focus, Pan.” Buula reminds her. “You’re strong enough to beat him without it.”

...Wait, really? How... how tough is this kid? Thoughts for later. Focus, Maple...

>A. Lunar Siren boost for Pan!
>B. Spirit Bits, barrage Turles and take him down!
>C. Izumi Combo!
>D. Samma Ajiva!
>E. Something else?

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>>2249956
>A.
>E. Samma Vaca + Mp Buster on Turles

>>2249956
>E. If you keep making that face it'll stay like that, just ask Krillin.

>>2249956
>C. Izumi Combo!
And these:
>>2249975
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Rolled 2, 12, 7, 1, 11 = 33 (5d20)

Okay, roll me 1d20, best of five! DC is 12!

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Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>2250028
I wonder if we've noted how much she looks like Peppa...who is technically her aunt...weird how she's also almost the same age as her 'mom' too...

Oh my gosh, they would be besties!

Wonder what she thinks of our Gohan...

Rolled 4 (1d20)

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Rolled 17 (1d20)

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Rolled 8 (1d20)

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Rolled 20 (1d20)

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>>2250033
>Wonder what she thinks of our Gohan...
Yomeiro Choice?