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>>3480240
“That is exceptionally strange.” Pantea comments. “I haven’t read much literature on such a thing being on Earth...”

Videl looks out one of the windows on the ship as you start to approach the planet. “You think there may be more like them out there?”

“Possibly.” You look over the picture you made, sketching in any small adjustments your memory recalls. “The fact that we had such a huge one on Earth, the fact that it mentioned ‘children’ especially, leads me to believe there are more out there, undergoing... whatever this was.” You tap on the picture.

“I’ll definitely keep an eye out.” your mother adds. “Okay, we’ll be heading down. Should reach the planet in a few minutes.”

>A. You’ve been to Imecka before, mom, what’s it like?
>B. Uncle Raditz, has any of your work with the Galactic Patrol brought you here before?
>C. Say, Giru, this starting to bring back any memories, or you still drawing a blank?
>D. Something else?

>>3480242
>D. Reach the planet in a few minutes.

>>3480242
>>B. Uncle Raditz, has any of your work with the Galactic Patrol brought you here before?
>C. Say, Giru, this starting to bring back any memories, or you still drawing a blank?

>>3480242
>C.
Hey Kato. I hope things go well today.

>>3480242
>B
Once she brings up Ledgic, ask what he was like before he got majinized.
>C

>>3480269
whoops
That's suppose to be for A.

>>3480251
At it again, I see. I'm picking all the exposition, hope you enjoy it.

>>3480242
>A. You’ve been to Imecka before, mom, what’s it like?
>B. Uncle Raditz, has any of your work with the Galactic Patrol brought you here before?
>C. Say, Giru, this starting to bring back any memories, or you still drawing a blank?
>D. Hey Pantea, why is it that the ship has tentacles? Are they only for moving, or repairing as well?

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>>3480277
None of the choices seemed appealing. Can't we just get to Imecka already?

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So where's the other 100 people that voted?

>>3480293
He's right there >>3480251

Don't.

>>3480309
I haven't done anything.

Didn't he bitch about the Trip to Konpei's being too short or some shit? Shouldn't he be fucking thrilled for all this?

>>3480320
The Journey to Konpei's could've been great if we had the chance to explore new lands or meet new people, just like the early Dragon Ball hunts. Hell, even Piccolo Jr. was coming with us, who was a really new addition to the Z Fighters, so it would have been interesting to see him react to the adventures that they went on for like 6 months.

We can't see new things in a spaceship unless we get raided by pirates or wander into an asteroid field that is actually space whales, and the characters don't change due to their environment because the environment is an unchanging spaceship. And wouldn't Peppa be antsy to get out on the planet and stretch her legs due to being a little hyper monkey?

>>3480358
>"Silence is a valid option."
>goes off an autist spiel anyway
You really don't do yourself any favors.

If Peppa is antsy, then she'll be talking with her friends as a result or something. Is that good enough? Is your butt less mad now?

>>3480309
Sorry Kato.

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>>3480242
You place the paper down. “You’ve been to Imecka before, mom, what’s it like?”

“Well... heh, feels so long ago now. It’s where I met the Ginyus after being separated from everyone by Churai.” Maple takes a moment to look back at you, giving you a proud smile. “They were stuck on the planet just like I was, with their leader beaten and taken in by...” Her eyes look down. “...By Ledgic.”

Pantea, Raditz, and Videl all noticeable look away from her. You though, are not going to just ignore this. “He was different when you first met him, right? What changed, exactly?”

“He seemed to merely take the job because of the chance to take on strong fighters. He seemed... almost bored with it. I tried to get him to take on some new challenges for himself... and it ended up leading him to Babidi.” Maple lets out a low sigh.

“He’s responsible for his own decisions.” Raditz states bluntly. “That he ended up with Babidi and Towa, those were his choices.”

Mom nods. “I know.”

To try and turn the topic away from making your mom feel worse about what’s happened, you look over to your uncle. “Well... has any of your work for the Galactic Patrol brought you here before?”

Raditz rubs his chin. “Some. Rowdy mobsters trying to peddle black market goods, last I checked there was something about a coup that a few pirates tried to get involved in.”

“A coup?” Videl repeats, turning her head back to him. “What’s the story there?”

“The usual. Leaders running out of good will among the populace over ridiculous and incompetent leadership and rampant corruption.” he states. “Some pirates ended up getting involved in order to snatch up weapons and ships. Supposedly has started to die down.”

Mmh. Well, going to need to keep that in mind. Videl returns to looking out the window as you pass through the atmosphere. Giru floats over to her, beeping softly. You walk over as well. “So... this starting to bring back any memories, Giru?”

“Giru, Giru. Memory fragments of planet Imecka still unclear, but recovery improving.” The ship lands, the robot looking over the desert landscape. “Potential path probabilities being calculated!”

Mom and Pantea get up from their seats, most everyone starting to head out. 19 looks over to 16‘s head. “Do you wish for one of us to stay here and watch over the ship with you?”

“I do not require any assistance.”

>A. One of us probably should stay behind, just in case
>B. We’ll leave it to you then, 16. If anything’s up you can contact us. Best of luck!
>C. So, where exactly will we be heading, mom?
>D. Something else?

>>3480468
>B & C.

>>3480468
>B. We’ll leave it to you then, 16. If anything’s up you can contact us. Best of luck!

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>>3480468
>B.
>C.
>D. Ki sense the area!

>>3480468
>B. We’ll leave it to you then, 16. If anything’s up you can contact us. Best of luck!
>C. So, where exactly will we be heading, mom?
>D. Is the whole planet Desert, or just where people live?
>E. Hey, Hot Places have Hot Foods! I wish I had a Scoville Scouter with me! Hey Pantea, can I have a flav- er, favor?

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>>3480501
Don't drink the cactus juice.

>>3480507
>Drinking it will make you wonder why you've never CRUSHED A HUMAN SKULL with your BARE HANDS.

>>3480468
>>B. We’ll leave it to you then, 16. If anything’s up you can contact us. Best of luck!
>>C. So, where exactly will we be heading, mom?

>>3480468
>>A. One of us probably should stay behind, just in case

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>>3480468
“We’ll leave that to you then, 16. If anything comes up you can contact us. Best of luck!” you tell the robot head cheerfully. He seems to roll his eyes at you, but makes no further comment. Once outside, you and everyone else start looking around the area. You can sense a large number of people some distance away... ah, looks like the main city. Further out you don’t get much else, what seem to be some small animals and the like scurrying around. Around... this mostly featureless desert. “...Say, um, mom, where exactly will we be heading?”

“Hassan apparently landed around this area when he left Brench.” she responds, looking around. “Which means this is the area where Giru landed as well. And, more importantly, it’s probably where Babidi’s minion was laid to rest.”

“So... what, we start combing through the desert?” Videl questions. “Because it’s gonna take a really big comb...”

“No, no. We’ve got something better.” Pantea tells her, pulling out a Scouter. “I’ve been fiddling around with this for a bit, and we should be able to pick up on any unusual mechanical structures in the sand.”

“Well, that should help things along... say, can you somehow make that able to detect spiciness? Hot places tend to have hot dishes.” you comment to her cheekily.

Pantea laughs. “Peppa, come on.”

Moving forward, you keep an eye on the city. “...So this whole planet a desert or something? Or just the main area? Because it looked pretty sandy from orbit, but there were still plenty of clouds and the like.”

“There are some small bodies of water around, but most of it is underground.” mom states. “Very little vegetation except when it starts to rain. Looked into this planet again a couple times over the years. Deserts tend to have brief periods of blooming, after all.”

Pantea stops everyone. “I’m detecting... three strange objects ahead of us. One of them seems larger than the others. And I’m also...” She squints, fiddling with the Scouter. “...What in the world?”

“What?”

“...There’s a Dragon Ball up ahead.”

>A. I’ll go get it!
>B. Let’s check out those metal things first, then go for the Dragon Ball
>C. Careful, this could be a trap
>D. Something else?

>>3480759
>C.
>B.
>D. "We should make a trap of our own. I can dig in the sand and leave ki mines, and camouflage my ki. You have spirit bits to scout ahead and we lead anything nasty to the mines."

>>3480759
>C. Careful, this could be a trap

>>3480759
>A. I'll go get it!
>D. So this is obviously a trap, how about we trap them? I'll disperse my ki by controlling the wind currents, and flood them with a sandstorm! I call it Operation: Desert Storm. They won't be able to see us in the sandstorm if we lower our ki, and we'll know where the dragon ball is!
>*Put on Goggles*

>>3480759
Supporting >>3480776

>>3480759
>>3480776
Supporting!

>>3480776
Sounds good

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Very sorry for that delay. I just had to deal with something. Was a little stressful. Should be good now.

>>3480759
“What’s a Dragon Ball doing all the way out here?” Videl asks.

“...Careful, this could be a trap.” you tell everyone lowly. You look around the area. Basilea could be here.

“Not sensing anyone snooping around.” Raditz comments.

Hmm... wait. You’ve got an idea. Telepathically you explain to everyone that you’ll head underground to lay a trap of your own, while they move forward to check the metallic things Pantea’s Scouter picked up. You let them get a few feet ahead of you, and then form a Ki drill and start tunneling through the sand as you lower your Ki. You move forward, setting up some Ki mines in the ground.

As you tunnel through, though, you notice some strange things in the ground. Ki signatures. Faint... but present. Ki signatures that... begin to move. Move up towards the surface. They then stop. One seems to move in the path of one of your Ki mines. You’re close to where Pantea pointed the Dragon Ball out to be.

>A. Just keep focus on the Dragon Ball
>B. See what one of these Ki signatures are, get a bit closer
>C. Contact everyone, check if they sense this too
>D. Something else?

>>3481083
>B.
>C.
>Telepathically: Ghost Peppa to Momma Bird, unidentified subterranean ki signatures spotted. Requesting permission to investigate, over.'

>>3481083
Supporting >>3481094

>>3481083
>>B. See what one of these Ki signatures are, get a bit closer
>>C. Contact everyone, check if they sense this too

>>3481083
>>3481094
Sounds good!

>>3481094
How are we gonna keep the sand out of our mouth, huh?

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Rolled 3, 17, 18 = 38 (3d20)

Okay, roll me 2d20, best of three! DC is 11 for both!

Rolled 15, 3 = 18 (2d20)

>>3481130

>>3481094
>>3481117
>Telepathically
..my bad. Huh, did we get that thing for the goggles that lets us use them as a phone? Seems redundant with telepathy.

Rolled 4, 16 = 20 (2d20)

>>3481130

Rolled 14, 11 = 25 (2d20)

>>3481130

Rolled 12, 11 = 23 (2d20)

>>3481130

Rolled 20, 12, 16 = 48 (3d20)

>>3481131
>>3481135
>>3481136
Got both! Good job!

Rolled 14, 11, 16 = 41 (3d20)

>>3481141
And one more...

>>3481134
I don't think Cocoa has a thought-block. Or that Peppa can use telepathy across space, for that matter.

Kato how far can we extend our telepathy compared to how far we can call?

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What kind of thoughts does Cocoa have going through her brain?

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>>3481083
Carefully, you get a little closer to one of the Ki signatures, contacting your mother as you do so. ‘Ghost Pepper to Momma Bird, come in Momma Bird.’

‘Momma Bird here, go ahead Ghost Pepper, over.’

‘Subterranean Ki signatures detected, checking if everyone else can sense it too, and requesting permission to investigate, over.’

‘Sensing some clearly, and we believe we’ve found something... wait. Wait this looks like... aha! Videl has uncovered an individual with silver skin, body... strangely preserved. Permission granted to investigate, over.’

You reach the Ki signature you were detecting... and startle it as you drill towards it. A small, mechanical creature... one that looks much like the thing you faced on Brench. It tries to scurry away from the light coming from your Ki drill... and heads right into your Ki mine, detonating and causing an explosion that shoots up through the sand. ‘Momma Bird, hostile machine life forms are present! Over!’ The ground starts tremble as another hits one of your mines.

‘We’ve got more than that, Ghost Pepper!’

‘More than-?’ You don’t get a chance to finish as something starts to burst from the ground. You manage to avoid it, but whatever it is, it’s massive. Poking your head out from the sand, you see it... a monstrous, insectoid creature, like the nightmare mixture of a centipede and a tank. It starts to drip a silvery, slimy ooze from what you think is its mouth... ooze that splashes into the sand and stains it silver as well. Raditz manages to avoid it breaking through the surface, and even gets a lucky shot in with a Ki blast, forcing it back slightly.

“GIRU GIRU GIRU GIRU! DANGER! DANGER! NANOMACHINE INFECTED ORGANISM! AVOID CONTACT WITH NANOMACHINES AT ALL COSTS!”

>A. I’ll keep it occupied, you guys deal with the others and get the Dragon Ball!
>B. Go for the Dragon Ball and see if it’s after that!
>C. Ki mines! Fill the area with them and trap the monster!
>D. Overpower it! Super Saiyan!
>E. Something else?

>>3481240
>A.
Power pole the shit out of it.
>E. Raioken!

>>3481152
Planetary scale is about the limit, as has been shown before.

>>3481240
Oh. They're machine mutant Sandipedes.

Which means Rudeeze is compromised.

Great!

>>3481240
>A & C.
>E.
Team up with Raditz for this one.

>>3481240
>A. I’ll keep it occupied, you guys deal with the others and get the Dragon Ball!
>C. Ki mines! Fill the area with them and trap the monster!
>E. Ask momma bird to see if lightning elemental attacks are extra effective on them, and make a note to learn that later if so.
I wanted to suggest her using it, but she's too wind focused.

>>3481249
By Peppa, or in general?

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Rolled 17, 7, 14 = 38 (3d20)

>>3481298
Kais and the like are capable of longer-range telepathy. Trait that most aren't able to manage without exceptional abilities, like Divine Ki.

Anyway, roll me 4d20, best of three! DC is 12 for all!

Rolled 16, 4, 19, 2 = 41 (4d20)

>>3481299

Rolled 5, 18, 13, 17 = 53 (4d20)

>>3481299

Rolled 10, 11, 16, 2 = 39 (4d20)

>>3481299

Rolled 8, 7, 19 = 34 (3d20)

>>3481308
>>3481313
>>3481319
Passed all of them!

Rolled 16, 9, 13 = 38 (3d20)

>>3481323
And one more...

>>3481299
But a crystal ball can project your voice as well as make the targeted location resonate light and sound back at you. Eh, simpler to use a phone.

>>3481299
It's the Far-Seeing Arts isn't it?

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>>3481240
https://youtu.be/ggSu1r4NrWI

“I’ll keep it occupied! You guys get that Dragon Ball!” You power up more, no longer suppressing your Ki, and then yell out, “RAIO-KEN!” You bring out your Power Pole and thwack at the monster, pushing it back. You then bring out your Ki drill once more and dig underground again, circling the monster with Ki mines to trap it in and keep it from digging back down. It tries just that, and is forced to the surface once more, with Raditz waiting for it.

“DOUBLE SUNDAY!” he yells out, blasting the mechanical beast with twin beams of yellow energy. The two of you then coordinate your strikes, you leading with the Power Pole and smacking its head to keep it away from your uncle as he delivers blow after blow on it, wearing it down.

You look back at everyone else, seeing Videl, Pantea, and 19 blasting away some of the smaller creatures that try to ambush them. Mom manages to get the Dragon Ball, a sphere with... black stars in it. You then get an idea. “Mom! Try blasting it with Lightning!”

“Okay! Hold it steady!” she requests, tossing the Dragon Ball to 19 and starting to charge up some Ki. You and your uncle both flip back, the mechanical monstrosity letting out a haunting metallic shriek as it tries to spray out a blast of nanomachine fluid. The two of you avoid it by jumping up and unleashing a barrage of Ki blasts. Mom finally finishes charging the attack. “Time for the big show! LIGHTNING FLASH SURPRISE: BONUS ROUND!”

She blasts the machine with electricity, shocking it with tremendous force, then managing to lift it into the air. Your mother then crosses her arms and a second jolt of Lightning, stronger than before, seems to engulf the machine. It falls to the ground, twitching for a moment... and then starts to move once more.

“That thing is STILL going?!” Pantea calls out in surprise and shock.

“Well, frying it with electricity isn’t working.” Raditz states. And... the damage you and your uncle inflicted seems to be repairing. “And... it’s regenerating. Fantastic! This is starting to get annoying.”

“The head.” 19 tells you all. “It seems to be producing the most nanomachines from the head section. Disable that as quickly as possible.”

>A. All right, smash it as a Super Saiyan!
>B. Blast it with a Rasen Kamehameha!
>C. Keep it from escaping so everyone can get a shot at it!
>D. Drill through the head! Spiral Breaker!
>E. Something else?

>>3481452
>A & D.

>>3481452
Doesn't metal become brittle once you apply hot and then cold and the hot, doesn't it become weak?

So fire spell, water spell, fire spell, water spell then brute force!

>>3481505
Source: Pokemon episode 259, Entei At Your Own Risk

>>3481505
But it is regenerating, so might not be the best idea.

>>3481505
We don't know those spells.

>>3481452
>D.

>>3481452
>A & D
Maybe ice will slow them down better. That and fire would be effective against them irl at least. But I think we're out of time to experiment for now.

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Rolled 4, 9, 7 = 20 (3d20)

Okay, one more roll! 2d20, best of three! DC is 12 for both!

Rolled 2, 16 = 18 (2d20)

>>3481564

Rolled 4, 11 = 15 (2d20)

>>3481564
Here we go!

Rolled 7, 13 = 20 (2d20)

>>3481564

Rolled 20, 4, 13 = 37 (3d20)

>>3481572
>>3481575
>>3481581
Passed one of them! Writing...

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>>3481452
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=We7zXi_senk

Mom brings up her hands, keeping it from heading back underground with Telekinesis. You power up into Super Saiyan, forming a Ki drill once more and spinning it with tremendous force. “Then I’ll take out the head! HERE GOES!”

“I’ll back you up!” Videl shouts, bolting up next to you, powering up as well. She brings her fist back, flaming energy blazing around it. She starts to head down with you. “FALCON...!”

“SPIRAL...!”

“SKREEEE!” the mechanical monster shrieks out, spraying a blast of nanomachines your way. Videl’s forced back from it, unable to get in closer to land a solid blow.

“BRREEAAAAAAAKKKEEERRR!” But you press on through, bolting down at it, your drill tearing through the head and punching right down into the ground. Sparks and crackles and small explosions start in the area you drilled through, until finally the whole head section explodes, taking out most of the rest of the machine with it. You stand, giving everyone a thumb’s up... and notice that there’s something on your arm. Ow. Ow what is that? What is... agh, AGH. OW!

You fall to one knee, wincing. There’s this stinging sensation in your arm. Giru and mom bolt over immediately. “...Some of it got on you.” Maple states, holding your arm up. “Not a lot, but...”

“Nanomachine removal beginning!” Giru declares, using his tool. The greenish light soothes the stinging sensation, and eventually it disappears alltogether.

You bring your arm up. Good as new! “Thanks Gi-” ...wait. You look up. “Videl! Videl are you okay?”

She floats down. “Ow... something... something got my leg.” Giru flies over to her next, doing the same to her. Once she’s in the clear, she sighs in relief. “Okay, definitely going to need to be more careful around these things.

Looking over to the wreckage of the giant machine, you cross your arms. “Well. That was quite the trap. Betting Basilea had her hand in this.”

“How’d she get such a thing? Is it even native to this world?” Videl questions.

Raditz shakes his head.“No. Imecka has some strange wildlife, but giant bugs like this? No.”

>A. Well Giru, that jog any memories?
>B. HEY BASILEAAAA! WE BEAT YOUR DUMB ROBOT BUG! COME ON OOOUT!
>C. Should probably get that Dragon Ball to the ship
>D. Something else?

>>3481705
>C. Should probably get that Dragon Ball to the ship
>E. Discuss what weaknesses the nanotech might have, fire or ice magic maybe? Can we imitate Giru's tool as a ki attack?

>>3481705
>D. Go Giru, Go! Go! Go Giru, Go! Go!
>You'll remember to be nice to him for like a thread.

>>3481705
>A & C.

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>>3481705
You pat Giru. “Thanks for the assist there, lil’ guy. Could’ve gotten pretty bad without your help.”

“Giru Giru! Glad to be of assistance!”

Crossing your arms, you then ask. “So... this jog any memories?”

“Giru, Giru...” he beeps lowly for a few seconds, then moves over to the unearthed corpse. You finally get a good look at it yourself. He does seem to be some kind of strange, almost fish-like alien with large lips. And skin... completely silver. But more than that, it seems sort of... dried out, almost... mummified.

“Hmm... well, we’ve got that done, I guess.” You look over to mom. “Should we get the Dragon Ball back to the Ship or something?”

She and 19 look it over. Three Stars, all black. Upon closer inspection, though, you notice that it’s got some slight differences from the Earth’s Dragon Balls. The color of it is slightly off, but it still seems to have a distinct, mystical glow to it. As you move closer, you see that it’s also marginally, very marginally, larger than the ones from Earth. “I believe we should do something to keep it safe.” 19 states. “I will do so.” She takes off, heading back to the ship.

“Hmm... something doesn’t feel right about this.” Pantea comments. “Sure this was a trap set for us, clearly, but... why leave an actual Dragon Ball as bait?”

“Maybe she wants us to find them.” Videl tells her. “And sets one so we’ll try to find the others. This wasn’t the one she had, right Peppa?”

“No, wrong number of stars.” you affirm. Glancing back at the remains of the mechanical monster, you then ask, “So... are there any weakness we should be thinking over for this kind of thing? Melting them, freezing them, frying them with electricity? Blunt force did work in the end, but it also nearly got me and Videl in the process. Giru’s tool is helpful but unless we can replicate it on a wider scale we’re gonna need to be extra careful around these things.”

“Nanomachines aren’t completely invulnerable. I was able to stun it, after all, but the issue was that these things can clearly self-repair using them.” Mom thinks for a moment. “Mmh... it’s like with the Big Gete Star, in a way. Unless we can get rid of control units for them, they will be able to keep recovering.”

Giru stops beeping. “...Memory fragment recovered!”

>DRAGON BALL TUFFLE QUEST KAI #15... Paused.
>Twitter account is @KatoQm, will have status updates there
>Got some questions for the QM? Suggestions? Throw them at ask.fm/QMKato and I'll try to answer them as best I can

All right folks, that's all for tonight. We’ll continue tomorrow starting ~4:30 pm PST. I’ll be around for a bit tomorrow for some questions if y’all have any. Did y’all have fun?

>>3482100
>Giru stops beeping. “...Memory fragment recovered!”
https://youtu.be/v1YKC8cNXR8

>>3482100
Good times Kato, thanks for running!

>>3482100
I wonder, do machines, such as Giru, 19 and 16, taste spice?

>>3482100
Good thread, Kato.

We need to have Giru print out those nanokilling beam gun parts so Bulma can reverse engineer them. I'd really like to mesh it into a ki attack, but I have no idea how that would work. Best case scenario is probably Maple figuring out how to clothes beam them.

>>3482267
Iji guns, yo!

>>3482267
What if we took Bulma's micro-band and fought the nanites, mano-e-mano.

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>>3483124
Nah, we can just throw Blits at Machine Mutants.
>From Iji's TvTropes page listing "Grey Goo"
>Played with by Blits, who are alien parasites that are self-evolved nanotech, becoming sentient, small animals that are little more than nanite amoeba. They only consume nanites, though - which is bad news for anyone with nanomachines or wielding nanite-powered weaponry.

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>>3483135
Then again, would be bad if Baby norted the Earthlings.

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>>3482177
>>3482267
Glad to hear! Thanks for playing!

>>3482267
>>3483124
Trying to make the repair device into a Ki blast isn't exactly something possible without very highly advanced magical skills. However, there may be other methods with dealing with the nanomachines. Keep your eyes open for them.

And okay, hit another snag but we should be good tonight. Sorry for the delay, we're back!

>>3482100
Giru beeps happily as he floats around you all. Once mom’s able to get him to calm down, the robot gets to explaining what memory fragment he’s recovered. Apparently... it’s the encounter he had with the individual you see before you. And it’s a bit more complicated than you initially assumed.

Giru had been continuing his mission of seeking out rare species, and the scuffle between Ledgic and Dabura had attracted his attention. He was found by the individual Zui-Zui, one of Babidi’s minions. However... the fight also attracted the attention of something else. One of the spider-snake machines lurking in the sand. To complicate matters further, Giru apparently does have a link to a memory file about them, but one that isn’t merely fragmented: it’s been permanently deleted.

“Did you delete it yourself, Giru, or did someone else delete it from you?” Pantea asks.

“Unable to discern! Giru, Giru. Familiarity with alien machines unknown. Fragmented data may still exist among memory banks, but main file has been deleted.”

Pantea adjusts her glasses. “And so the hydra of questions continues. Each answer leads to yet more mysteries about you, little guy.”

Videl looks over the remains of the broken mechanical monsters. “So, what about these? We just leave them out here in the desert, or what?”

“Locals may appreciate knowing that they’re gone, at least.” Raditz tells her. “And may have some information to go off of, since Ledgic and Dabura’s clash wasn’t exactly hard to spot.”

>A. Sounds like a plan! Let’s head to town and search for clues!
>B. Should we like, bury the remains of these things, then? What about this guy’s corpse?
>C. Maybe we should get Giru checked back at the ship
>D. Something else?

>>3484224
>A. Sounds like a plan! Let’s head to town and search for clues!
>D. Ask Giru how long it would take to print out those nanobeam gun parts.

>>3484224
>A.

>>3484224
>A. Sounds like a plan! Let’s head to town and search for clues!
>B. Does this planet have aerial scavengers? Sandworms?

If Giru streamed that Data to the manufacturer, we could access it there like getting someone's browser history with a warrant at the company, or someone has that data and deleted the rest. Or maybe the data's just gone.

>>3484224
>A
>B.
>D. So the spader machines were here for a while then? Do you have a date on that Giru?

>>3484275
Recovery of the file might have been possible once, but it's data is almost certainly rewritten into memes by now.

>>3484380
Izzy, you've doomed us all!

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>>3484387
Doom doom doom doom doom,
doom doom do DOOM,
DOOOM doom do-doom,
DOOM do-doom doom doooom,
doom doom dooom, do-do-DOOOM!

(6 months later)

Doom doom doo doom doom,
DOOMY-DOOMY-DOOM,
doom do do DOOM,
Do do DOOM,
doomy-doomy-doomy,
Doom doom doom THE END!

>>3484410
You know I had to doom it to em.

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>>3484323
A date on which calendar? I wonder if Machine Mutants have evolved past such notions as Galactic Standard Time?

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>>3484224
“All righty! Sounds like a plan!” you thrust your arm into the air. “Let’s head to town and search for clues!” You take a few steps forward, marching through the sand, but as you do, you look over the wreckage once more, then back at the silvery corpse they uncovered. “...What about these though? Should they be burried up again?”

Videl looks around, then gives a solemn nod. “Yeah. I’ll do it.”

“Let me get a sample of that big one first.” Pantea requests, flying over to it as Videl gets to work.

You walk along with mom and Raditz, Giru floating around you. “So... you’re definitely aware of those machines. You’ve got the tool needed to counteract them. But just having the one might still isn’t going to be enough if we’ve got more of these. What can you do to make more of them? And how long have you had information on those spider-snake things?”

“Giru, Giru... data unclear! Data on alien machines stretches back several years. Earliest record is from approximately... 8 years ago.” He floats closer to you. “Nanomachine removal tool mass production would require substantial input of material!”

“How substantial?”

“Approximately 30 tons of various components required.”

Frowning, you tell the robot, “You weigh less than a kilogram. What are you needing 30 tons for?”

“Specialized components need appropriate fuel sources for mass production! Available nanomachine assembly can not develop removal tool on a large scale without converting portions of own body mass into tool parts! Giru Giru.”

“Well, that’s off the table for a bit.” Raditz remarks.

(cont.)

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>>3484497
Pantea and Videl rejoin you all as you head into town. You get an eerie vibe as you approach. There are people around, but the whole place seems rather... quiet. Unusually so. You do see some friendly faces walking the streets, but just as many seem to be hiding indoors. Videl is the first to remark upon this. “They look rather spooked. And not by us.”

Mom takes it upon herself to talk with one of the locals. “Hello there, we’re here trailing a lead on a suspicious alien presence that may have passed by recently. Might you be able to point us to some authorities to speak on the matter? It involves a number of mechanical creatures that we’ve seen near this city.”

“Ahh, so it was your group that got into that scuffle over there.” the alien resident comments, a short elderly fellow. “You’ll want Commanders Gale and Sheelia. They’re up in the Security Tower.” He points out a building closer to the center of the city that looks substantially newer than the more rustic ones on the outskirts, and even those around it. “They’ve been trying to get rid of that thing for months! Good on you, travelers, for helping us out like that.”

>A. Months? When exactly did it appear?
>B. What about the smaller ones, have they been attacking people as well?
>C. Questions would probably be better saved for those folks, let’s head off
>D. If you don’t mind my asking, has something been happening here? I’m getting the feeling people are on-edge
>E. Something else?

>>3484502
>A.
>B
>D.
>E. Ask about the ledgic and dabura fight or if Gale and Sheelia knew Ledgic.

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>>3484502
>>D. If you don’t mind my asking, has something been happening here? I’m getting the feeling people are on-edge

>>3484502
>A. Months? When exactly did it appear?
>D. If you don’t mind my asking, has something been happening here? I’m getting the feeling people are on-edge

>>3484502
>A & D.

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>>3484502
“Waaaait. Months? When exactly did it appear?” you question, tilting your head.

“Was about... mmh, 3 months ago now? It showed up almost out of nowhere, too.”

“Out of nowhere... sir, there aren’t things like it here, then?” Videl asks.

Raising a brow, he replies. “No, young miss. Giant robot death bugs are not common here.”

Slouching her shoulders, Videl clarifies, “I mean, in terms of wildlife, there’s nothing that reaches the size of that thing in the deserts?”

“Not even close! Few big ol’ lizards and the like, but nothin’s like that in the desert!” he assures.

“Interesting...” Pantea taps her finger on her chin. “So it’s definitely from off-world, but appeared only recently... how many days, specifically?”

He shrugs. “Eh, ‘bout 80 days was the first sighting of it, attacking some patrol cars chasing those would-be freedom fighters, decimated them both. Good riddance to the both of ‘em.”

..."Would-be” freedom fighters? Interesting terminology there. And fairly telling. “I... know we’re more or less just visitors here, but I’m getting the feeling people are a little on-edge. If you don’t mind my asking, what’s been happening here?”

“Some radical nutjobs trying to overthrow Don Kee again, clashing with his forces now that Ledgic’s gone.” The man snorts. “Can’t get much business done when every day might turn the city into another battleground.”

“You don’t seem very perplexed by it.” Videl remarks, narrowing her eyes.

“Feh, I’m old and I’ve still got my retirement money.” he replies, dismissively waving his hand, then turning around. “You’ll wanna get there before sundown to report in you stopped that thing.”

You notice mom rubbing her arm, looking away. You’re about to speak up when she instead starts to take to the air. “Well, we should be going then. Come on.”

(cont.)

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>>3484821
Flying off, you arrive at the major building, mom and Raditz managing to clear your way through to meet with some higher ups. You’re brought to an office where a short pair of aliens, matching the rest of the Imeckans, are sipping coffee and going over reports on some datapads. A pink-skinned woman in a green and salmon jumpsuit (the uniforms of the security officers there) with red hair, and an even shorter dark-skinned man in a blue and black jumpsuit with crimson beard. “Yes yes, we’ll be with you in a moment.” The woman grumbles as you enter.

“Movement’s slowed in the Casino district. Could be trouble brewing.” the man comments aloud. Finally his attention turns to you. “All right what do you want? If it’s something about a parking permit I swear-” He stops as he sees your mother, tilting his head.

“No sir, we’re here to tell you about the giant alien machine that’s been pestering the outskirts of the city. It’s been slain.” mom tells him. “It won’t be bothering you any more.”

He squints at her. “...Right. Right. And... you folks were the ones who did it? Who are you exactly?”

“Raditz. Deputy Galactic Patrol.” your uncle replies, cutting your mom off before she can give her introduction. “The rest of my group are from planet Earth. We’re in pursuit of a suspicious individual who may be responsible for the machine appearing on your world.”

>A. What can you tell us about its attacks? Have there been any odd folks associated with it?
>B. The individual is a red-skinned, white haired horned alien named Basilea, do you have anything on an individual who matches that description?
>C. Could give them a polite introduction as well
>D. Mom, do these people know you? They’re giving you some funny looks
>E. Something else?

>>3484827
>A & B.
Telepathically,
>D.

>>3484827
Supporting >>3484893

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>>3484827
Approaching them, you ask, “What can you tell us about its previous attacks, sir? And have there been any odd folks associated with it?”

He grabs his datapad again, looking through it for a moment. The woman looks up from hers and does a double-take when she sees your mom as well. The man looks up at you all. “Basically targeted anything that came close. Seemed to be most active when that wizard showed up and took Ledgic away, was going after all sorts of people, but part of that was the commotion that all caused. As for your second question, we have a number of suspicious individuals we’re keeping watch for. You’ll need to be a bit more specific.”

“Wait wait wait.” Videl holds up her hands. “Anything that came close? So it kept to one area or...?”

“A few different hunting grounds. Damned rebels have plotted them all out, kept luring our forces into traps there, but we’ve plotted most of them out. Seemed to really go after our patrol cars, but even our officers weren’t safe.” the woman tells you all.

“So, wait, who are these rebels you’re after?” Videl asks.

“Bunch of low-lifes who wanna topple Don Kee. Team up with mobsters and assassins and criminals all to try and bring him down. Lot of robberies on banks, attacks on vault cars and tax offices. Violent folks.”

Videl’s eyes narrow. “I... see.”

“Point is they’ve been using that thing to their advantage. Ain’t that right, Gale?”

The man nods. “Sheela here’s got some of the reports on it. Still, suspicious individuals? You’ll need to be specific.”

“Okay, then how about this. We’re looking for an alien female with red skin, white hair, large horns on her head and shoulders.” You sketch out a picture of her real quick. “Oh! And a tail, same color as her skin. Goes by the name Basilea. Do any of the suspicious individuals you have fit that description?”

He takes a moment to look at your sketch. “...Huh. Not bad, kid. Hrmn... we might not have a detailed file on someone like this, but the rebels do have some odd folks in their ranks.”

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>>3485085
The woman looks down at her datapad again, then at your mom, silently. Okay. This is getting weird. You telepathically contact your mother, ‘Ghost Pepper to Momma Bird. Do these people know you? They’re giving you some funny looks. Over.’

‘Momma Bird here. It’s fine, Ghost Pepper. Probably have some records of me kinda... trying to rescue Captain Ginyu, is all. Over.’ She rubs the back of her neck.

Gale taps on his datapad a couple times. “Mmhmmm. Okay, you have saved us a lot of trouble. We may be able to make a major move against the rebels thanks to you lot. Just stay out of our hair amd we can leave you with the info you want...” He turns the datapad over, revealing a... rather crude picture of your mother on a wanted poster. “And drop all charges against you, Maple Son-Mahogany.”

>A. ...Are you threatening us?
>B. Basilea is what we’re after, we’ll leave if you can give us information on her
>C. Wait, what’d mom do wrong?
>D. Something else?

>>3485089
>D. Mom, you're a space criminal? Uh oh, my blood, it's making me wanna do crimes! I'm gonna break bad!~
>C. So what'd mom do wrong?

>>3485089
>B.
Say it bitterly, but make it clear we want no trouble.
>D.
Reassure Videl. We don't wanna cause trouble here.

>>3485089
>>3485092
Eh, telepathically on that write-in.

>>3485089
>>B. Basilea is what we’re after, we’ll leave if you can give us information on her

>>3485089
>D. Lament how these people could do nothing for themselves or even call for help while monsters wreaked terror on their city. Some problems are universal.

>>3485148
Is Lament the right word for that action?

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>>3485089
You clench your fists and grit your teeth, but give an understanding nod. “Basilea is what we’re after here, we’ll be out of your hair and leave as soon as you wish, so long as we get the information we need on her.”

Videl looks over to you, saddened. “Peppa-”

“Wait, what’d she do wrong?” Pantea questions.

“I guess I did still break Captain Ginyu out of your prison. I am sorry that I broke your world’s laws, even if it was to help someone else.” mom admits.

The two officers frown at her. “That, and you convinced Ledgic to abandon his job for years. Your little incident here incited a lot of crap we had to deal with. Of course then the wizard came and kidnapped Ledgic, but we that one isn’t on you, at least.”

Mom winces. “I understand.”

“Good. You keep to yourself, and the charges will be dropped.” Gale tells her.

Videl crosses her arms. “This isn’t right.”

“Even if we disagree with them, we have no need to start any conflict between us.” Raditz reminds her, placing his hand on your shoulder. “They don’t want to tangle with us, and we shouldn’t force our ideas on them.”

“You’re pretty smart, monkey.” Sheela tells him with a confident smirk. “We’ll have what you need soon enough. You just sit tight.”

Videl glares back at her, but makes no further comment, stomping out with you all. “I’m not sure we can take their word on this.”

“I don’t like this any more than you do.” you reassure. “But they are extending an olive branch here. Especially since, according to them, my mom’s some kind of space criminal.” You nudge her with your elbow.

Maple lets out a soft chuckle, but one that sounds a little sad. “Don’t you start following in my footsteps, Ghost Pepper.”

“Oh noooo, it’s in my blood, I’m gonna be a spaaaace criminal toooooo~” you reply, trying to cheer her up a little. Another laugh, but this one less melancholic. “But... mom, Ledgic isn’t your fault. Even if it does mean they needed some extra help taking down things like that monster-”

“Mmh.” Videl bites her thumb gently. “And now I’m regretting that too. Maybe we acted too hastily...”

Before you have time to debate that more, almost from nowhere a person approaches you. Not a native, instead an alien with an almost bird-like beak, but one wearing similar uniform to the other officers here, just with large black sunglasses. And you get a rather... suspicious feeling about him. “Youse Maple Son-Mahogany’s group, yea? Don Kee would like a word wit ya.”

>DRAGON BALL TUFFLE QUEST KAI #15... Paused.
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>>3485278
Oooh, some tension, and some suspicious happenings. Good times Kato, thanks for running!

>>3485278
Would it be possible to contact 19 and check out these supposed rebels? They couldn't sense her coming, and she could help negotiate if we get the chance.

>>3485278
Whats the exchange rate for zenni to gammet?

>>3486234
Zenni is no good out here, I'm a contrarian, your namefag tricks don't work on me, only money!

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Today's going to be a little short, but I'm able to run. Sorry for the delay. I think the worst is over now.

>>3485288
Thanks for playing, anon.

>>3486002
You could try that.

>>3486234
There's no direct exchange, but Gammets are actually fairly inflated as a currency, so it'd be a little skewed in the favor of Zenni.

Okay, we're back.

>>3485278
“Why should we believe you?” Videl asks, umamused and growing increasingly irritated.

“Let’s just say youse caught the attention of some powerful people, ya dig?” he states suspiciously. “Don Kee, he thinks youse may be able to work out a deal with him, one that benefits ya’ both, ya’ dig?”

“Greeeaaaat. Bribery.” Videl remarks dryly.

“Nah, nah, see, it’s just a mutually beneficial agreement.” The beaked individual seems to somehow smirk at you. “He may have things ya’want to know.”

>A. Walk away without saying a word, don’t even dignify this with a response
>B. Tell him off, you’re not getting involved in whatever feud this Don Kee fellow has
>C. The cops here didn’t seem to want us snooping around, how do we know you’re legit?
>D. We’ll need more than that. What’s Don Kee’s offer?
>E. Telepathically ask everyone if someone can contact 19 and have her investigate these supposed rebels
>F. Something else?

>>3487541
>F. Put palm on his forehead, read his mind.

>>3487541
>A & E.

>>3487541

>A
>E.

>>3487541
>A.
>E.
>F. If pressed: "We aren't mercenaries"

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>>3487541
You glare at the person briefly, and then just turn and wordlessly walk away. Videl seems to do the same, following after you. “...So I take it the kid there has a stick up her butt, eh?” he tries to taunt while you’re still within earshot. Not dignifying that either. Videl walks beside you, a smile on her face. The person says something, but you don’t care to register what it was. You’re not falling for this kind of sketchy scheme.

Once outside, you notice Pantea following along after, mom and Raditz behind her. But as they walk, you contact them telepathically. ‘Can someone try and contact 19? She might be able to help us get to the bottom of this, scout out these supposed rebels and see what their story is.’

‘Are you sure it’s wise to get involved?’ Raditz questions.

‘They’re trying to GET us involved. We’re no mercenaries. If they’re trying to pull a fast one on us like this, we need to at least know the whole story.’ You look to Videl and smile. “Right?”

She nods proudly. “Right.”

‘I’ll contact her, then.’ Pantea tells you, heading out, giving Videl a nudge with her elbow. “Sure you didn’t want to hear more of that guy’s sales pitch?”

“I’d have punched him if I did.” she replies only half-jokingly.

>A. Wouldn’t hurt to at least look at the area a bit, while 19‘s doing her thing
>B. Let’s wait around until they get us that invo on Basilea they promised
>C. One of us should probably head back to the ship, since she’s going to be doing that
>D. Something else?

>>3487705
>A & C.

>>3487705
>B. Let’s wait around until they get us that invo on Basilea they promised

>>3487705
>>D. Something else?

>>3487705
>A & C

>>3487705
>D. Why am I giving commands? Aren't I the youngest and least experienced one of our group?

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>>3487705
You stretch your arms a little. “Aaaaalrighty! 19‘s got her thing to do, why don’t we look around the area for a while?”

“Sounds good, Peppa.” Videl affirms.

“We’ll be here still.” mom tells you.

“Oh! Um, should one of us go watch over the ship too? Just in case?” you bring up, looking back.

Mom and Pantea turn to Raditz, who frowns at them. “I think our main pilot should be the one doing that. It could use a tune-up.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Pantea grumbles.

“It means that ships tend to end up with some wear no matter how good the piloting skill of the person driving it around is.” he tells her bluntly. “God knows I’ve had to make a few hasty repairs when I had my old PTO pod.”

Pantea brings up a finger and looks like she wants to argue that, but stops and concedes. “Okay, okay, fine, I’ll give her a look over.”

Raditz tries not to smirk, mom shaking her head, as you and Videl continue on your way. “We’ll tell you if we find anything interesting!” the black-haired girl calls out to Pantea. She waves as she flies off, Giru approaching the two of you, floating around.

“Giru, Giru. Are you two attempting to find more about Basilea on your own?”

“Perhaps.” Videl tells him. “But the whole place seems a little sketchy, and I want to make sure we know just what we’re getting into while we’re here. And I’m not entirely sure I trust the ‘law enforcement’ here. They seem like they have a grudge against Maple, and that may bias what info they’re willing to share with us.”

“Mom does seem to not be too happy about what happened with Ledgic, especially if it’s having such an effect on this place.” You cross your arms as you walk. “So we should get to the bottom of this.”

You and Videl start to roam the streets nearby, seeing a noticeably busier few markets. Certainly busier than the area you entered from, with several merchants selling their wares... and almost immediately trying to sell the three of YOU whatever they can. “Used Microwave! Just needs new cord! 25,000 Gammets!”

“N-no thank you-” Videl tries to move away, only to be ambushed by another.

“Fresh bread for the pretty lady and her sister! Is only 8,000 Gammets!” a man with what looks like giant baguettes tells her.

“Seems like a lot for bread.” you mumble.

“SIX THOUSAND!” another, with the same kind of bread, yells, climbing over the first.

“5500!”

“New watch! New watch! Please, please, I need to sell these things!” one man almost begs of the two of you, showing you both a selection of strange pink watches that let out garbled sounds, like toys with dying batteries. “I had to eat shoes yesterday! Shoes taste awful!”

(cont.)

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>>3487924
The gathered crowd starts to slowly be broken up as you and Videl see a couple robots start to shove their way through them, heading into a couple buildings. A lot of the merchants seem to move off in a panic when they see the robots coming. You and Videl get a closer look at one as it goes about its business. “I AM THE PUSHER ROBOT. I AM HERE TO PROTECT YOU.”

It then stars going through drawers, a couple cowering in a corner as it does. “We’ll find the money, just please, please give us more time.”

“DO YOU HAVE STAIRS IN YOUR HOUSE?”

“You took the stairs last week!”

Videl looks at the machine angrily. Giru asks, in confusion, “Why would this robot take stairs as payment?”

>A. All right hold up, just how much do these people owe?
>B. Watch, but don’t interfere
>C. Clothes Beam up something to distract the robot away from the couple, so it’ll leave them alone
>D. Something else?

>>3487925
>D. I've heard of stepping up taxation, but this is ridiculous!

>>3487925
>C.
Play fetch, robot.

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>>3487935

>>3487925
>C. Clothes Beam up something to distract the robot away from the couple, so it’ll leave them alone

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>>3487925
If you were in the joking mood, you’d make a pun about the stairs thing. But you’re not. Also it’s clearly a pun Izzy’d make. You instead focus on making something with the Clothes Beam. Ah, but what would catch these robots’ attention? ...Got it!

“Excuse me, Mr. Robot Sir!” you call out, firing the Clothes Beam off in the distance. “There’s someone with quite a valuable-looking gem over there! I believe he’s requesting to pay his taxes with it!”

“PUSHING WILL PROTECT YOU.” it declares as it marches past you and Videl, and right over to a crudely made mannequin holding a crystal ball with (what you’re hoping is) their currency symbol on it. The robot seems nonethewiser, tackling the mannequin to the ground. “OUR MISSION IS COMPLETE.”

And the robot bolts away, the couple sighing in relief. The man approaches, bowing to you. “You bought us some time, young girl. I’d say we owe you, but I’m afraid we have little we can give.”

“It’s no problem, sir. You’re in a bad spot.” you tell them. “Has this really been that bad?”

“It varied before, but it’s gotten worse recently. Rebel activity has put some strain on Don Kee’s resources, and so he takes it out on us.” He shakes his head. “It’s a cycle that keeps feeding on one another, and we suffer because of it.”

“I keep hearing about these rebels or freedom fighters, but what exactly are they doing?” Videl questions. “Who are they?”

“A rag-tag group, truly. Not all of them natives. They tried to topple Don Kee and stop this, but they’ve never been more than a thorn in his side since Ledgic left.” He exhales loudly. “And Don Kee isn’t one to start giving in to their demands that he turn over his wealth to us.”

“So this merry band got a name, or a leader, or something?” Videl asks.

“Some of the aliens in the group have declared their names before. Can’t quite recall all of them, but there is one young man, think his name was Ze... Zesh... something like that?”

(cont.)

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>>3488044
19 finally contacts you through your goggles. “I have visual on some of these rebels. A number of them seem to be truly humanoid in appearance. Overhearing them talk of an operation beginning soon.”

“How soon?” you ask.

And as if to answer, you hear the sound of weapons firing outside. You and Videl look outside as the couple goes back to hide. An attack on... the Pusherbots, a group of people in cloaks and other concealing outfits, though some with armor and even a couple with PTO armor, rushing out there, faces mostly obscured by masks or large goggles. The weapons they’re using seem to be mostly low-tech, rifles, shotguns, pistols, a few of them with beam weapons. “Emi! Bun! Stick to the plan! We’ve gotta draw them out!” a young man orders.

“Got it!” a young woman... no, a girl, maybe about your age replies. She shoulders a rocket launcher and fires it off at one of the robots. The explosion is smaller than you figured it would be, but aimed well, disabling the machine. “More coming our way, Zeshin!”

“Stick to the plan! No going back after this, Don Kee’s reign of terror ends today!”

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>>3488047
Did you have fun?

>>3488047
The space orphans! So that's where they ended up. Good times Kato, thanks for running!

>>3488047
>19 finally contacts you through your goggles.
You know I voted against that mod. We can use a phone because that has things targeted at the ear and mouth while goggles are for the eyes and go over the ear.

>>3488067
Furthermore, if whatever's in the band of the goggles is going to be emitting sound that's loud enough to be clearly heard by Peppa despite it not being in or around the ear canal, that's going to alert enemies to our location which could rob the initiative from us.

This invention isn't as useful as a phone with the vibrate function.

>>3488047
Good thread, Kato. I look forward to imminent irresponsible meddling.

>>3488047
MMmh. Wonder what Cui is doing...

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>>3488063
>>3488082
Thank you, glad to hear!

>>3488917
Cui's off on another planet, with a job that makes good use of his talents.

Okay, we are back!

>>3488047
The group of rebels charge forward as police sirens blare in the distance. The Imeckan natives huddle in their homes in fear, the marketplace that looked so busy when you and Videl first arrived now desolate save for the young rebels and robots clashing. Some more seem to take cover around building corners, others gathering up the various trinkets and items the robots took for “taxation” and moving them to certain homes.

‘Peppa, Videl, looks like there’s going to be a bit of a delay on us getting the info they have on Basilea.’ mom tells the two of you telepathically. ‘Keep Giru safe, Raditz and I have a plan to-’

‘GUYS THEY WERE TRYING TO TAKE OUR SHIP!’ Pantea calls out angrily. ‘THEY HAD A CREW SET UP AND EVERYTHING!’

‘Heh, figured as much.’ Raditz remarks smugly. ‘Nice work.’

Pantea seems to grumble, but doesn’t add much else. “Well, now what?” Videl asks.

‘Keep Giru safe, we’ll meet up soon.’

The battle outside starts to get more intense. You and Videl look at one another, then at Giru. “...I can’t just stay here and do nothing.”

>A. I’ll watch over Giru, you do your thing
>B. Videl, don’t, we might get in trouble
>C. Then let’s try to keep the civilians safe
>D. Something else?

>>3490222
>A. I’ll watch over Giru, you do your thing

>>3490222
>D. Offer assistance to the police directly. They're getting us involved, but that's no reason to be a space vigilante.

>>3490222
>A. I’ll watch over Giru, you do your thing

>>3490222
>C.
It's what All Might would do.

>>3490234
Who's that?

>>3490231
Let me add C to this one.

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>>3490222
>>3490222
Huh. Clothes beam isn't in Peppa's move list. Huh.

>A.

>C.

>D. "Can we do it dressed in costume so no one puts wanted posters or bounties on us?"

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>>3490263
Bra Beam!

>>3490263
We really aren't going to be getting away with pretending to be some other flying alien shortstack of death.

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>>3490280
We need hair dye and colored contacts, STAT!

>>3490280
Well if it doesn't make a difference then fine.

But if this come back to haunt us....

Well, I tried.

>>3490293
I was pointing away from vigilantism entirely.

>>3490320
Justice is something you decide with your own strength and wants. Some Laws go with it, some go against it. Does Peppa respect the Law or her Justice more?

>>3490325
Maybe we can convert some zenni and pay Don Kee to fuck off.

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>>3490327
Nah, just tell him there's a new Don in town. Don...key Kong!

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I know which Don to call when we go to Monmaasu.

>>3490339
SwordaDon

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>>3490222
“Heh, couldn’t stop you if I wanted to.” you tell Videl. “I’ve got a plan though. I’ll keep Giru safe while you do your thing, but above all else we prioritize keeping civilians safe. No reason to be space vigilantes and get our pictures on the wanted posters. I DID already get yelled at by Mrs. Launch for that before, kinda.”

Videl laughs and nods. “Smart thinking, Peppa. On three?”

“One.” you start.

“Two...” Videl continues.

“THREE!”

https://youtu.be/rU0XA7ZpiXU

The two of you head off, Videl charging forward as you sneak your way around with Giru. You see some civilians rushing for cover up ahead, then teleport to them and pick them up, bringing them to safety away from the fighting. Videl meanwhile blitzes around with the Raio-ken, doing her best to deflect all the shots both sides take from any of the residential areas, even grabbing a few missiles out of the air and knocking them up into the sky. You follow that up by spotting a crying child being ignored by the Imeckan Police as they bring their patrol hovercars towards the scene of the battle. You teleport to the kid. “Hey there little guy. Don’t worry. I’ll get you out of here.”

“I... I wan... I wan mama... wh... WWWAAAAA!” the kid starts to cry. You pick him up as you hear gunfire start again, leaping up to a rooftop.

“Where do you live, lil’ guy?” you ask, peeking over the rooftop.

“Th-th... tha...” he sniffles out, looking around. He points to a smaller building, one with a woman outside yelling out for someone. “MAMA!”

You see some of the rebels try to march forward, only to be knocked aside as a much larger robot storms through, firing off a rocket that sends some of them flying... and with an explosion strong enough that it damages the building the woman’s at, trapping her leg under some rubble. Videl seems to spot her, but is forced to leap up as the robot starts firing wildly, taking some of the missiles it launches and doing her best to keep them from hitting any more buildings.

>A. Teleport to the woman and get her and the kid to safety far away from here!
>B. Knock the rubble away and reunite the mother and child, but focus on protecting as many civilians as possible
>C. Call out the Imeckan Police for their reckless behavior! And the rebels for not trying to protect the civilians better!
>D. Something else?

>>3490395
>A.
Then once they are safe
>C.

>>3490395
>A. Teleport to the woman and get her and the kid to safety far away from here!
>D. Rapid fire teleport as many people as possible to safety.
Also maybe plot to smash weapons.

>>3490423
Supporting

>>3490395
>A.
>C.
>D. Check out where Zenshin is. The rebels seem to listen him, if we can get him to Mom maybe she can talk to him.

>>3490423
Support the smashing.

>>3490449
Zeshin*

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Rolled 14, 11, 17 = 42 (3d20)

Okay, mind rolling me 3d20, best of three? DC is 11 for all!

Rolled 20, 9, 2 = 31 (3d20)

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Rolled 3, 13, 17 = 33 (3d20)

>>3490471

Rolled 14, 20, 1 = 35 (3d20)

>>3490471

>>3490473
>>3490474
>>3490475
We teleported so fast we multiformed and got confused

>>3490473
>>3490474
>>3490475
Passed all of them! Nice work! Writing...

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>>3490395
https://youtu.be/7J9pid5ntHs

Tapping your fingers on your forehead, you teleport to the woman and get her free in a blitz of speed that leaves her speechless. Making sure the two are far enough out of the line of fire, you give them both a thumb’s up, then turn back around. Your tail sways behind you as you focus, checking on how many civilians are still in the area. Just to be on the safe side, you power up into Super Saiyan and then blast away like a relentless gale, teleporting all over the place and getting as many people to safety as possible, along the way disarming some of the rebels and the police when you notice them start to fire wildly. As you do so you almost mistake an afterimage of you helping some people for you using the Crane School’s multi-form technique.

Finally, with the area mostly cleared, you spot the person the group referred to as Zeshin before try to charge forward into the officers, guns blazing, yelling out as he does. You burst down right in front of him... and take a rocket to the face meant for him alongside having to hold off his manic firing. It doesn’t hurt you too much, but it is certainly annoying. Still, you manage to get him to halt his charge. At the top of your lungs you scream out “EEEENNNOOOOUUUGH!”

That gets the clash to calm for just a moment, the young man falling back as you stand in front of him. “W-wha-?”

“Shame on all of you! Look at what you’ve been doing!” you begin to lecture. First you point to the Imeckan forces. “What are you all thinking?! Overtaxing your citizens is one thing, but this behavior is pure recklessness! Who taught you all to aim?! You’ve been putting innocent civilians in harm’s way, letting the collateral damage build up without a care in the world!”

“What... who’s this kid?!” one of the officers demands.

“AND YOU!” You turn back to the rebels, looking down at Zeshin first before addressing all of them. “If you’re trying to help these people, you can’t all be so gung-ho about this! What kind of freedom fighters are you that you’d act so calously towards the people you’re supposed to be fighting for?!”

While that puts a bit of a damper on both the Imeckan forces’ and rebels’ morale, some of the officers seem to get agitated. “And just what are YOU doing here, kid? Who the hell do you think you are?!”

>A. I am Son Peppa, Champion of planet Earth, and so long as I’m here I’m not going to let innocent people get hurt!
>B. I’m just a hero passing through, not sitting on the sidelines while innocents are in danger
>C. I’m a Saiyan who fights for justice! And what you both have been doing isn’t right!
>D. You don’t deserve to know my name!
>E. Something else?

>>3490592
"Someone who's stronger then Ledgic!"

>>3490592
>E. What you see is what you get, just a girl in love with Virtue! I'm Peppa the Tuffest!

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>>3490592
I'll do A, but only if Peppa Gunbuster poses.

>>3490592
Supporting! >>3490610

>>3490592
>A. I am Son Peppa, Champion of planet Earth, and so long as I’m here I’m not going to let innocent people get hurt!

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>>3490592
>Who the hell do you think you are?!

Let me answer your question...with another question.

>Just who in the hell do you think I am?!

>>3490592
>>C. I’m a Saiyan who fights for justice! And what you both have been doing isn’t right!

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>>3490592
You stomp your feet into the ground as you let your aura surge around you just a little more, crossing your arms and staring down at them all with a ferocious glare. You declare to both groups with a fire in your voice, “I am a Saiyan who fights for justice! The Tuffest there is! And what you’ve been doing isn’t right!”

“S-SAIYAN?!” a couple of the officers call out, noticing your swaying tail. They back up, and even the rebels seem to be shocked by that declaration.

You point your thumb at your chest and declare further, “I am Son Peppa! Champion of planet Earth! And as long as I’m here, I’m not going to let innocent people get hurt!”

The Imeckan police start to retreat, running off. The rebels however seem awed by your display. Zeshin finally gets to his feet. “Um... that was rather impressive... Son Peppa, was it?”

“Yes. But you guys aren’t off the hook either. I can understand trying to help people in need, but... look at this!” You swing your arms out at the ruined area, the various craters and demolished buildings. “What the heck is going through your minds?!”

“W-well, we had little choice...” he tells you defensively. “Don Kee has upped his game. We need to make a move against him now.” He looks towards the highest tower in the city. “And we should have bought them enough time for it. I knew we couldn’t rely on that machine forever.”

“If by ‘that machine’ you mean the giant bug robot, then you should really have picked better things to rely on.” Videl tells him critically. “Because it didn’t exactly target just them.”

His eyes widen slightly. “...Wait, you-?”

“Yes. It went after us. Someone baited us into a trap with it there.” you cut him off, glaring.

The redheaded girl and the other young man approach alongside a couple of the other rebels. The girl tilts her head as she looks you over. “You... seem familiar. Have... we met?”

“Don’t believe so.” you reply, eyes still glaring at Zeshin.

He shakes his head. “Well, this was probably distraction enough. We’ve accomplished what we needed to.” Zeshin looks at the tower once more.

“What exactly were you trying to-?”

Videl’s question is cut short by the sound of an explosion in the distance. You both look back and see smoke rising from the tower. Aaaaand to make matters worse, mom contacts you. ‘Ghost Pepper, come in! We’ve got confirmation Basilea was here... and it looks like she was in contact with the rebels. Raditz has gone off to investigate that explosion. What’s the situation on your end, Ghost Pepper? Over.’

>A. Tell mom everything, and start demanding some answers, pronto
>B. There’s this Zeshin guy here, he seems to be one of their leaders, I can bring him to you if you need, mom
>C. Videl, watch over these guys, I’m gonna help uncle Raditz!
>D. Something else?

>>3490759
>B. There’s this Zeshin guy here, he seems to be one of their leaders, I can bring him to you if you need, Momma Bird

>>3490759
>B & C.

>>3490759
Is that Amarant from FF9?

>>3490759
>B. There’s this Zeshin guy here, he seems to be one of their leaders, I can bring him to you if you need, mom
>C. Videl, watch over these guys, I’m gonna help uncle Raditz!
>D. Fill her in on the rest as time allows.

>>3488044
>If you were in the joking mood, you’d make a pun about the stairs thing. But you’re not. Also it’s clearly a pun Izzy’d make.

>Izzy places her hands together and blasts forth a jet of icy water, freezing the two in place.
>“Hey, that’s a cool new trick!” You then elbow her in the arm. “Eh? Eh?” Your cousin glares at you. “...Oh come on, it was funny.”
>“This is why we don’t hang out.” she grumbles under her breath, facepalming.

If you want a carlos.jpg for Izumi, feel free to make it yourself.

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>>3490759
‘I hear you loud and clear, Momma Bird. There’s this guy here, he seems to be one of the rebel leaders, I can bring him to you if you need. Name’s Zeshin and-’

‘Hold up Ghost Pepper... you said Zeshin, right? Are there any others with him? Over.’

You look back. ‘Uhh... another young man and a redheaded girl, why-?’

‘I’m coming there, just give me a sec to collect this. Over.’

Ooooh boy she sounds upset. Like, you and Gohan arguing over the last couple steaks choices upset. Maybe worse. “Look, uh, Videl? Can you watch over these guys until mom gets here? I’m gonna head off to help uncle Raditz. Apparently they’ve been in contact with Basilea somehow, and we need to get what answers we can.”

She nods. “All right, fine. Giru! Get over here, Peppa’s going somewhere dangerous.”

“Giru, Giru. Assistance needed?”

“No, you’ll probably get hurt.” You take to the air. “We can’t risk that. We’ll meet up again soon though.”

Your mom teleports in right as you’re about to leave. The humanoid rebels freeze in terror when they see her. “...So. This is what you’ve all been up?”

“MRS. MAPLE?!” the girl shouts in surprise.

“Hello again Emi.” she tells the girl in a tone that sends a shiver down your spine. Even Videl seems to flinch when she hears your mother talk like that. “And hey, you remembered my name.”

“W-well, you are kinda famous.” the girl admits. She, and the rest, then realize something. “...Wait, is that... is she your daughter?” Emi points up at you.

“Yes she is. Now can you all explain what exactly you’ve been doing associating with a dangerous demon lady and playing freedom fighters on this planet?”

“We aren’t playing anything! We’ve been trying to help these people!” Zeshin protests. “Do the right thing!”

Mom sighs loudly. You wave to her. “Hey, uh, I know this is probably all important, but I’m gonna give uncle Raditz some backup, just in case.”

“Okay sweetie. Keep in contact.”

(cont.)

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>>3490898
You teleport away as mom starts to give her retort, teleporting next to Raditz, who’s peeking through a hole in the building. He motions for you to keep quiet and lower your Ki as the two of you see what’s going on in there. There seems to be a man cowering behind a desk, an Imeckan native. “P-please! Please! I’ll give you as much as you want! I’ll do anything!”

“You’ve taken quite a lot from your people.” a... cold, but oddly cordial voice tells him. Slightly mechanical sounding, but also somewhat... masculine. A figure in what looks like silvery armor with a flowing green cape towers over the Imeckan. “And yet you crumble so easily when a few rabble rouses outsmart you.”

“Please! Please, spare me! I’ll give you all that you ask!”

A mechanical chuckle comes from the larger figure as you... feel its Ki rise. Ki... that feels like Giru’s. A mechanical hand stamps a staff into the ground. “There is one thing I want. The last location of your bodyguard. I figured threatening you directly would get him to show himself. Tell me, where is Ledgic?”

“Th-the wizard! The wizard Babidi ran off with him!”

“And where was Babidi going?” the large figure asks, stomping closer. You spot two more figures with him, things crawling on all fours. Obscured slightly, sticking to the shadows, but you spot long, barbed tails on each of them. “My patience is wearing thin, Don Kee.”

“I-I don’t know!” One of the barbed tails is brought to Don Kee’s neck. “B-BUT I KNOW SOMEONE WHO MIGHT! THE ONES WHO ENCOURAGED HIM TO LEAVE THE FIRST TIME! TH-THE GINYU FORCE AND THAT GIRL THAT WAS WITH THEM!” The tail’s brought away.

“See? Was that so hard?” The figure looks back in the direction of you and Raditz, and you make out the features of what looks like a robotic skull. “...It would seem you have more uninvited guests. Looks like some of the rabble rousers have gotten here to finish you off. Just in time for me to take my leave.”

“WAIT! WAIT PLEASE! PLEASE YOU CAN’T JUST LEAVE ME TO DIE!” Don Kee pleads.

“Very well.” He raises a hand, one of the obscured figures moves out of the darkness and towards you and Raditz. “A little parting gift.”

“Hold it, buddy!” Raditz finally jumps in. “Deputy Galactic Patrolman Raditz, I’ve got-”

The figure teleports away before your uncle can finish. And the thing that held its tail to Don Kee’s throat stands... letting out a shriek as its jaws open. Both sets of them. Oh CRAP.

>DRAGON BALL TUFFLE QUEST KAI #15... Paused.
>Twitter account is @KatoQm, will have status updates there
>Got some questions for the QM? Suggestions? Throw them at ask.fm/QMKato and I'll try to answer them as best I can

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

>>3490898
>“MRS. MAPLE?!” the girl shouts in surprise.
>"Mrs. Son-Maple to yo- wait..."

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>>3490899
Can we overthrow Don Kee bloodlessly by introducing a new currency to the city? I got this idea from an episode of Recess.

>>3490899
A Machine Mutant looking for Ledgic? The plot thickens. Also as fuck he's got a Machine Mutant Xenomorph. Good times Kato, thanks for running!

>>3490909
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D7WPeUpcBlg

>>3490899
>Huh. Looks like they have the same head shape as the pirate robot.

>>3491102
Hey, we still have one of those. Maybe if we're dealing with an overwhelming foe, we could throw the head with this inside at it?https://youtu.be/dJnklyxbcL8

>>3490899
>“B-BUT I KNOW SOMEONE WHO MIGHT! THE ONES WHO ENCOURAGED HIM TO LEAVE THE FIRST TIME! TH-THE GINYU FORCE AND THAT GIRL THAT WAS WITH THEM!”
Well shit. Ginyu Force is gonna be targeted by this guy. We better warn them ASAP.

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>>3490913
Glad to hear! Thanks for playing!

>>3491102
Indeed they do. Might be something to keep in mind.

>>3491701
May be a good idea, but don't ignore the threat in front of you.

And okay, we are back!

>>3490899
The mechanical monster hisses at you and Raditz, another moving close behind it. Raditz takes a defensive stance as you stand beside him. Don Kee hides behind his desk, whimpering, peeking his head out for a moment to make sure the machines aren’t after him anymore.

“One each, or want a free-for-all?” your uncle asks you confidently. “Because I’m pretty sure I could take both of these on blindfolded.”

>A. We get them out of the city, just to make sure they don’t hurt anyone!
>B. I’ll back you up, uncle Raditz! Your call!
>C. One each sounds good, let’s do this!
>D. I’m gonna get that Don Kee guy, you deal with these, uncle Raditz!
>E. Make sure Giru’s on standby if these things get either of you
>F. Something else?

>>3492700
>F. You can? Alrighty! *CLOTHES BEAM*

Please, I really want to see him fight the both of them blindfolded.

>>3492700
>A. We get them out of the city, just to make sure they don’t hurt anyone!

>>3492704
No.

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>>3492728
Whyyyyyyyyy

>>3492700
>A.

>>3492700
>A. We get them out of the city, just to make sure they don’t hurt anyone!

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Goddamn it.

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Rolled 17, 7, 14 = 38 (3d20)

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

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>3492785

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>3492785

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Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>3492785

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>3492785

>>3492786
>>3492793
>>3492798
>>3492800
Okay, you passed! Writing...

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>>3492700
“We need to get them out of the city! Make sure they don’t hurt anyone!” you call out, powering up. The one staring the two of you down makes a lunge at you both, which you dodge and grab it at the tail, gripping tight and flying up with it, bolting away at top speed before swinging it around when you reach the city’s outskirts and flinging it as hard as you can into the desert.

Raditz does the same, adding a bit of flair to his attack as he flings it up in midair and pummels his fitst into it before smashing its jaw with an uppercut and sending it flying into a craggy hill. The two of you touch down where the machines landed, seeing both creatures get back up... the damage your uncle did to the second one starting to heal up. They both bolt at the two of you, you and Raditz dodging, but getting quite a surprise as you see the backs of their gigantic heads open up into toothy maws, jaws like robotic alligators, as they barely miss you. The heads close up. “Ornery little things aren’t they?”

“Okay even in the dumbest sequel movies I’ve seen things like this in, I haven’t seen them do THAT.” you comment. “They might have some nasty surprises in store, uncle Raditz. Stay sharp!”

>A. All right, pummel this thing until it can’t regenerate anymore!
>B. Blast it from afar and keep blasting! Don’t let up until it’s stopped moving!
>C. Clothes Beam! Bind it down and keep it from moving!
>D. Drill underneath and set some traps, try to get it stuck in the sand!
>E. See if you can exhaust it and find all the tricks it has up its sleeves first!
>F. Something else?

>>3492862
>The one staring the two of you down makes a lunge at you both, which you dodge and grab it at the tail, gripping tight and flying up with it, bolting away at top speed before swinging it around when you reach the city’s outskirts and flinging it as hard as you can into the desert.
So, is the tail sharp, or...?

>>3492862
>F. Sand gunks up Machinery, get some sand in them or them in sand.

>>3492862
>B.
Geist Magnum, Rasen Magnum, keep at it
>F.
Power Pole!

>>3492862
>>3492905
>>3492876
Is it possible to do B, but focus on doing Wind Lasers so they'll whisk sand with the shits into their circuits?

>>3492862
>B. Blast it from afar and keep blasting! Don’t let up until it’s stopped moving!

>>3492969
Why did it put "the shits" in there? Oh wait, meant "shots."

>>3492969
They're nanotech, there are no circuits. If there were lightning would have worked better.

>>3492980
Also there's the whole thing where the other ones lived in sand.

>>3492980
Nuh uh, sand is coarse and rough and irritating.

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Rolled 18, 4, 17 = 39 (3d20)

Okay! Roll me 3d20, best of three! DC is 13 for all!

Rolled 14, 7, 14 = 35 (3d20)

>>3492984

Rolled 10, 9, 17 = 36 (3d20)

>>3492984

Rolled 7, 13, 15 = 35 (3d20)

>>3492982
The spader lived in a sandy environment. Do you think the Machine Mutated's organic traits can be shared among other Machine Mutants?

>>3492984

>>3492986
>>3492987
>>3492990
Passed all of them! Nice work! Writing...

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>>3492862
https://youtu.be/CFHucxYmAZg

You strafe away from the monster as it tries to leap at you again, both pairs of front jaws snapping towards you. You spin in midair as you get some more distance, then make a gun-shape with your hand. “Geist Magnum!” Okay, aim for the joints! You fire at the monster again and again, wearing it down. Its body does manage to regenerate, but you’re taking a toll on it pretty quickly.

“KRREEEEEEEE!” it yells out, a surge of energy jolting up from its body. Sections of its face start to open up into a large, blaring red optic, glowing... with a good deal more energy than you were expecting. It fires out a beam from its head, one that you deflect away into a rocky cliff, a rocky cliff that gets vaporized when the beam hits. Heat visibly vents from the machine’s head, and it once again tries to charge at you. You flip up over it, the machine’s backward-facing mouth trying to take a chomp at you again... and to make it even stranger, it also fires off a missile from the open back mouth.

Spinning around the missile, you decide to up the ante a bit. Mixing Wind Magic in with your Ki, you yell out, “RASEN! MAGNUM!” and continue your barrage. That’ll kick up some of the sand and get it in the joints, giving its nanomachines a harder time to repair the damage. It even kicks up enough that when it opens up the optic cannon again, you manage to scratch and blast that too. In desperation, it seems to fling a metallic liquid your way from its wounds, which thankfully you manage to see coming well enough that you avoid a repeat of earlier today. Bit by bit the damage keeps adding up, until finally it collapses under your flurry of energy attacks, limbs falling off as it’s blasted to pieces.

The machine collapses back, its sparking body oozing some foul-smelling substances that seem to eat through the sand, burning away at it and even singing it slightly. Raditz finally overwhelms his opponent with a massive Ki blast, eradicating the other machine completely. He exhales deeply. “Hoooh! That regeneration of theirs is quite annoying. That took more than I thought it would.”

“No kidding. Certainly stronger than I was expecting.” You hover a little closer to the remains of the one you blasted apart. Doesn’t look like it’s getting back up any time soon. You sense Pantea start to approach, 19 visible in the distance carrying some very frightened Imeckans dressed in garb that the rebels you saw earlier were wearing.

>A. Pantea! Hey! You’re gonna want to take a look at this!
>B. Head back to mom, regroup and tell everyone what happened
>C. Call everyone here, not trusting this corpse even if it does seem very dead
>D. Poke some of the remains with your Power Pole, just to be sure it’s not playing dead
>E. Something else?

>>3493086
>D. Poke some of the remains with your Power Pole, just to be sure it’s not playing dead
Just like the summary on suptg!

>>3493086
>A & D.

>>3493086
>D.
>E. See if Giru can get any data from these guys, or revert their machine mutation so if we encounter more we have a solution. Easier to test on a corpse then a live test subject.

>>3493086
>A.&D.

>>3493086
Supporting >>3493093

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Ooh, I wonder if the alien will shoot nanogoop on Pantea?

>>3493104
https://youtu.be/zo9hqmkEfEY

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>>3493086
You call to the purple-haired girl. “Pantea! Hey! Heeeey! Over here! You’re gonna want to take a look at this!”

She approaches as you keep waving to her, mom and Videl still in the city, 19 heading towards them. Apparently she’d gotten some of the rebel leaders to agree to questioning. Pantea slowly approaches. “What... exactly happened here? I had to fend off some people going after our ship so I’m a little lost here.”

“Long story short, freedom fighters made their move against the tyrannical Don Kee, got into a big fight against his forces while mom and uncle Raditz uncovered evidence that they got help from Basilea. Meanwhile, some OTHER person who’d been working with them barged into Don Kee’s office and threatened him with two of these...” You bring out your Power Pole, extending it and poking the corpse with it. Almost without warning it jolts back to life, the torn torso and remains of the head and left arm springing to action, the arm grabbing on to your Power Pole. Pantea, almost on instinct, fires a Ki blast at it as you thwack it a few times, smashing it to bits. “AND STAY DOWN YOU CREEP!” you yell at it.

“This... well, as terrifying as this is, it just seems to raise further questions.” Pantea comments. “Mmh... we should do something to analyze it. And you said someone was ordering them around?”

“Well, tall, robotic-looking guy. Had a skull-like face. He mistook us for some of the rebels, and left these things to go after us while he escaped.” you explain to her, poking it one more time. Okay, DEFINITELY dead now. Ugh. Nearly gave you a heart attack.

“He wanted to know where Ledgic went off to.” Raditz adds. “And Don Kee pointed him in the direction of the Ginyu Force before he left.”

“Well. That sounds bad. Hey, Peppa, can you move it a little closer?” Pantea moves a bit closer, you pushing a bit of what’s left of the thing’s tail over to her. She kneels down, making a heavy glove with her Clothes Beam and picking up the piece. “...It’s just like the one we encountered on Brench, but... clearly more developed. It... ah!” She drops it as the glove starts steaming. Pantea quickly removes her glove and looks it over. “...It has some crazy strong acid in its body too.”

“It also opened up the back of its head into another set of jaws and even fired a missile out of them.” you point out, prodding the head section. “And there is some kind of optic cannon in this too.”

“Mine started flinging that acid at me when I blasted its arm off. It then sealed up its wound and began to self-repair.” Raditz comments.

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>>3493195
“Think Giru might be able to get some data from these things, figure out what happened to them and maybe reverse them?” you ask.

“I don’t think ‘reversing’ adding a giant laser cannon to some poor creature’s face is within his capabilities.” Pantea remarks, squinting at you. “But we definitely need to analyze these.” She materializes a large container and has you pick up a piece that isn’t still sizzling from leaking acid. “Let’s get these back to Maple.”

Taking off, you give one last glance at the remains of the mechanical monster. Cocoa isn’t going to believe you when you tell her about this. Even with proof. Man, it sounds like a bad movie sequel. Turning one into a robot and giving it missile launchers and a eye cannon. How would that even work? Eh, thoughts for later. You manage to arrive, but see a vehicle jetting off away from the city... and with Don Kee inside it. Uh. Whoops.

>A. Gonna go grab that guy real quick
>B. Let him be, you have more important things to deal with
>C. Contact him directly but don’t chase after, see if you can get some info from him
>D. Something else?

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>>3493197
>D. Eat the rich, eat the rich, eat the rich!

>>3493197
>A. Gonna go grab that guy real quick
>D. Remind him who he owes his life to, and try to broker some sort of peace agreement with the leverage.