>>5436238
=Beginning of Chapter 4 (From here on out it’s stuff that’s not from the thread 4 summary, for those who want a refresher and to get quickly into it)=

After the new Saiyan spaceship was completed, we gathered a crew out of our Saiyan warriors, Bulma as a ship technician and the Namekian Piccolo, who wished to help in exchange for a future visit to Namek. Bulma’s ‘galactic range saiyan radar’ was activated and after detecting the signatures of the Saiyans onboard and after a long wait, it detected five others in a far off world. Eager to include even more Saiyans into his growing princedom, Vegeta decided to send the ship on its fastest path towards the newfound signatures, obliterating a Frieza scout ship that was patrolling the area into space dust and training Bulma in the use of ki (in exchange for an eventual gravity room) along the way.

The ship arrived at an arid planet after six months of travel. Everyone except Bulma descended to the surface to help out four of the signatures, the lowest ones, from pursuing Frieza soldiers. There Vegeta met Kalabash, his non-combatant wife Gisa, their plucky daughter Rokka and their terrified son Oshe. Piccolo had laid a trap for the pursuing Frieza soldiers with his Hellzone Grenade, passing it off as a trap with conventional explosives for those who might eventually investigate the matter.

With Kalabash and his family safe, Piccolo and Raditz stayed with them until the Attack Pods Mk. II could carry them to the safety of Bulma’s ship, while the rest led by Vegeta flew off to help Calava, a female Saiyan with a power of 5.000. There they met the Rosha Force, an elite team of Frieza’s.

After a long and bloody battle, which included a Zenkai for Vegeta and Bulma almost dying in an attempt to save his life, Vegeta and company got the upper hand against Rosha and his team. They took Olond and Rosha, the two most powerful and honorable members of the Rosha Force, into custody aboard the Saiyan ship, and another prize was the Rosha Force attack ship, now untraceable thanks to Turles’ efforts, which would follow the main ship on autopilot during the three month trip home.

A few emotional moments aboard the ship later, Vegeta finally fell into a blissful sleep which, to him, seemed to last a whole year.

Our Vegeta is a princely one. Almost undefeated in battle, he lost vision in one eye, which is milky white, during the Rekar fiasco and wears an upgraded battle armor with a purple cape capable of blocking ki blasts that, along with his purple ki sword, provide him a regal look. His short stay on earth has revealed many things to him, first, that Saiyans and humans are genetically compatible, second, that the training methods there provide some powerful increases in power levels, third, that the genius of the Brief family could very well design a space fortress for the Prince.

== BEGINNING OF CHAPTER 6: OLD FRIENDS, NEW POWERS ==

>>5436239
The first update will follow in an hour or two. Welcome back boys.

HOLY SHIT IT'S BACK

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Posting the broad rules for the quest:

>system is a simple d100 vs DC. Application of 'best of x rolls' varies per roll!
>votes will last for ~30 minutes. Since I expect a very slow start due to the nature of reboots, I can conclude a vote at anytime to keep the quest going during my writing hours.
>dialogue choices are only there as guidelines of what I think Vegeta could decide on a single issue. Write-ins during dialogue options are highly encouraged.
>choices during battle may have higher or lower risks, and often entail higher or lower rewards. Bear in mind that sometimes, higher risks does not mean it provides a similarly high reward. Try to see which move is best for a situation, or even provide a write-in with what you think is best!
>Zenkai only occurs during a real battle for your life! You can't abuse it by being brought to near death during training, as you technically know your life is not in danger. Though if there is a real chance of death during training (for example, a gravity chamber crushing your bones) you may be able to increase even if not as much as after a real fight!
>you are not expected to be goody two shoes, and you are not expected to be pure evil bloodthirsty Saiyans. Saiyans are unique in that their nature is to be brutal and to seek fighting, but they can mellow out over time as Bardock and Vegeta demonstrated in the OG timeline, though they can hardly reach levels similar to that of a human. Do what you think is best for character development!
>Don't feel obligated to stick to Earth! You have spacefaring vessels, there's a Galaxy to explore, and I can always come up with some interesting choices.
>There will be a bunch of waifu options! Right now Bulma is currently closest to romantic involvement.

>>5436267
Other stuff I'd like to add:

>tl;dr: Don't be paranoid! I, as the QM, am not competing with the player but seeking to spur the story forward. Don't worry about specific details. For example wondering if some small mooks are alive after leaving a battlefield and if they could be trouble and I'm hiding it. Whether they are or not is up to your headcanon but if I don't mention it, then they're not gonna be a problem anymore.
>Please keep debating and making theories on DBZ power levels. I love that shit.
>While Saiyans and other powerful races inherently grow faster and have a stronger baseline, weaker races such as humans can overcome anything through training. I don't think leaving the Z-Fighters behind is fun, they should have path to powers and I was given many great examples in last year's thread. Expect training humans who seek strength to reach it! Some day, I'm sure.

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Now let me shut the fuck up and let's get into this ->


A few days had passed aboard the Saiyan ship. The trip home would be three month long, so there was much down time even with all the training bouts. It was now the designated time for early morning. You put on your skintight suit and did a few stretches to get your body going, then put on your grey armor, Capsule Corps made, with a flowing purple cape clasped on its shoulders. You pressed the button for your door to open. In the shiphall you saw Raditz and Nappa, quipping about each other’s mistakes during the battle of Vertes, the arid planet. They bade you good morning and you replied in kind as you entered the canteen where you were surprised to see Bulma and Calava speaking to one another. When they saw you enter, their conversation ended abruptly.

You looked back to Nappa and Raditz. “Where is Kalabash and his family?” You asked.

“Kalabash and his daughter Rokka are training already.” Raditz replied. “His wife Gisa and the Oshe kid are in their room.”

And not training, you thought. The female was a non-combatant, and the male child was very likely going to become one too. You thought it impossible that a non-combatant Saiyan could actually survive the purge by the Cold Empire, but here they were.

You broke your fast with some nutrient sludge. You had no need for the fancy breakfast that humans seemed to enjoy so much. Bulma was a fan of ‘coffee’ and some sort of Earth sweets made of cereals. As you finished, Raditz and Nappa entered the canteen.

“Prince Vegeta.” Nappa called. “It seems the prisoners are waking up.”

Captain Rasha and his steadfast warrior Olond. Two Frieza Force warriors who hated their master and seemed to have a measure of ‘honor’ in them, only kept around by Frieza because they were strong enough to defeat most foes in the galaxy, yet not strong enough to challenge the best of his Elite Forces. Cowed into submission as you once were.

You cleaned your mouth with a tissue which you threw to the bin right after. “Let’s speak to our guests.”

Nappa nodded as did Raditz. You got up and the three of you headed to a detention cell, a room that Bulma had not really spoken of up until you actually had a pair of prisoners to secure. It was reinforced by a door made of the toughest alloys that could be found on Earth which were also very energy absorbent.

Still, as you opened the door, you could see your guests were on their knees and unwilling to attempt an escape. Turles was watching over them, his arms crossed. He nodded towards you as a greeting.

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>>5436271
You approached Olond and Rasha, the first was a small and round alien with a peculiar technique that allowed him to push air forward with the strength of a powerful blow, and the second was a tall and lanky alien that had created a technique that could unlocks raw power for a few seconds in exchange for a lot of spent energy. Olond had his eyes shut and he looked down to the ground. Rasha watched you warily.

“I would like to say something, Prince Vegeta.” Rasha petitioned. You nodded and he spoke. “Thank you for taking in Olond as well.” Rasha looked to Olond who nodded in agreement.

Turles smirked. “Don’t think this is some kind of merciful act. Your life goes on as long as it’s useful to Prince Vegeta, and no longer.”

Though you would’ve preferred if Turles had not spoken out of turn, it was exactly what you were going to say.

Rasha spoke. “As Olond said on planet Vertes, we owe you our lives. This is not a statement that he nor I would make lightly. We are in your service, all that we petition is for a little dignity.”

Dignity? You would’ve asked the same of Frieza yourself and knew he would not have given you a fair treatment.

Nappa scratches his chin. “These two were pretty tough, and they hate Frieza.”

Turles shrugs. “I’d say all those pretty words myself if I were trapped in a spaceship in hyperspeed with much more powerful captors.”

Raditz approaches you. “My Prince, we are few in number. Even if we were to gather all Saiyans in the galaxy I don’t think we’d be more than a few hundred.” He says. Both Turles and Nappa listen to him intently. “The more warriors we take under our wing, the closer we are to our purpose; defeating Frieza.”

Your three warriors ponder for a while and your prisoners, meanwhile, look down, awaiting judgment.

>”You are free while under my service. Mark this as the beginning of our resistance against Frieza.” These are able warriors who risked their lives for each other. They know of honor and would make for great soldiers for your cause.
>”I do not trust you yet. For now you will remain captive and we will test your prowess to see if you are worthy of serving.” Can you even trust anyone but the Saiyans? The Earthlings have no way of contacting Frieza so they can be somewhat trusted, but these two do know how to contact him.
>”Perhaps we could make a deal.” [What deal?]
>Write-in

>>5436273
>”You are free while under my service. Mark this as the beginning of our resistance against Frieza.” These are able warriors who risked their lives for each other. They know of honor and would make for great soldiers for your cause.

>>5436273
>”I do not trust you yet. For now you will remain captive and we will test your prowess to see if you are worthy of serving.” Can you even trust anyone but the Saiyans? The Earthlings have no way of contacting Frieza so they can be somewhat trusted, but these two do know how to contact him.

>>5436273
>>”You are free while under my service. Mark this as the beginning of our resistance against Frieza.” These are able warriors who risked their lives for each other. They know of honor and would make for great soldiers for your cause.

>>5436278
>>5436333
Vegeta is a merciful prince. Locking in to this option

>>5436273
>Write-in: "Patience will serve you well. Chances to further prove yourselves will come. That being said, tell me more about yourselves."

Now writing

>>5436392
+1

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”You are free while under my service. Mark this as the beginning of our resistance against Frieza.” Your words surprise your warriors and your captives both.

“Free?” Rasha says. “You would let us be free?”

Turles, shaking off his surprise, narrows down that freedom. “Under his service.” He says.

You continue. “As Turles says. You are free while under my service and you’ve said you owe your life to me.” You believe them, you wanted to say, but it felt odd to do so.

Olond is the first to reply. “I will serve you.”

Rasha nods. “And so will I.”

“Then your first task is to tell me of your worlds and your races.”

Olond is first to reply again. “I am from planet Gennel, it’s an arid place with higher than usual gravity. We are a humble race for the most part, agrarian communities under the leadership of martial monks. I am from the…” He ponders, looking for words. “The Way of the Wrathful Wind. Thankfully our world is poor in resources so Lord Fri- I mean, Frieza, asks only for a tithe in warriors.”

“How many?” You ask.

“The ten finest of each graduation. For most schools, that is half their graduates or more. Some of the larger ones have even bigger tithes, twenty, or even thirty.”

That seems rather stringent.

Raditz poses another question. “Wouldn’t that hamper the development of the martial schools?”

Olond nods somberly. “Absolutely. When your finest are destined to go and fight until they die for the Cold Empire, our schools cannot grow as well. We cannot develop new techniques, and they’re just barely keeping up with the teaching of the traditional ones.

You duly note it in your mind. Olond’s world could provide fierce warriors if given a better treatment than the one Frieza gives. You then look at Rasha.

The alien seems hurt as he remembers old memories. “I am from Tagala. A technologically advanced world. My kind are the results of decades long genetic experiments to unlock ki from a weaker race.”

Nappa smiles. “It seems their research was a success.”

“Not so.” Rasha says. “Out of a hundred, only one survived, sometimes the results only resulted in increases of around 500. I was the best one, an increase of over 10.000. It’s why Frieza took me away.”

“I see.” You reply. “We will take your chains away when your new rooms are ready. Bear in mind that you will watched. Closely.”

You turn around and head out of the prison cell. Raditz and Nappa follow you, Turles stays behind.

“What’s all this about, Prince Vegeta?” Nappa asks. “Since when do we trust Frieza aliens?”

“We need tools for the fight.” You reply. “As Raditz said… Can we guarantee how many Saiyans remain? Perhaps it is thousands and we can mount a proper fighting force, or perhaps these five were the only ones who remained alive.”

Nappa shakes his head. “I sure hope there’s more than these five. That would mean that out of ten remaining Saiyans, one is basically an earthling and two are non-combatants.”

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>>5436587
After these words, Bulma leaves the canteen, she looks somewhat uncomfortable, though she redresses herself when she sees you. “Vegeta!” She exclaims.

Prince Vegeta would be more appropriate. She approaches you merrily. “Could I speak to you privately? It’s about my findings in planet Vertes.” From the look on her face, you think there’s something else too.

>”Fine, come to my room.” Let’s see what the blue-haired genius has to say.
>”What you can tell me, you may tell me in front of my warriors. I trust them with my life.”
>Write-in.

>>5436590
>”What you can tell me, you may tell me in front of my warriors. I trust them with my life.”

>>5436590
>”Fine, come to my room.” Let’s see what the blue-haired genius has to say.

>>5436590
>”Fine, come to my room.” Let’s see what the blue-haired genius has to say.
>Write-in.
Ask her if she can discretely install some listening devices and cameras in case those two try anything. What does think about our two new recruits?
She is the first human woman to travel this far away from her home world. How does she feel about this?

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>mfw it’s back
Great to have you back yet again, King. How are you weathering the latest global crises?

>”Fine, come to my room.” Let’s see what the blue-haired genius has to say.

>>5436590
>Fine, come to my room.” Let’s see what the blue-haired genius has to say.

>>5436590
>”Fine, come to my room.” Let’s see what the blue-haired genius has to say.

Thought you were dead for real, King. Glad to see you again

>>5436590
>>5436752 +1

>>5436763
>Great to have you back yet again, King. How are you weathering the latest global crises?
I'm pretty much unaffected. It's crazy that since I started this thing there's been one global pandemic and the first (non-civil) war in Europe in 80 years. Hope the rest of you anons are doing well too.

>>5436847
We out here

>>5436752
adding in those requests.

Locking in to the room talk

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“Fine, come to my room.” You reply. Bulma smiles as a reply and heads off towards your room, crossing a corner. You can almost feel Nappa smirking behind you.

“Well?” He says as he crosses his arms.

“Well what?” You reply.

He shrugs. “You’re softening up to her, aren’t you?” That rhetorical question is followed up by a chuckle. “I remember the first time I found a mate. She was a non-combatant but she had some pluck to her. Fell in love at first sight.” He poses as if he were holding a large weapon. “She was holding the plasma launcher like this when she blew up the head vehicle of a Tuffle convoy.”

“Tch.” You utter, turning around and crossing your arms. “I’ve no time for your idiotic theories.” You leave your two warriors and go to your room to meet Bulma.

Nappa laughs softly as you leave.

Raditz looks at the large brute, curious. “You have kids?”

Nappa shakes his head. “Nope, she was not fertile.”

“And what happened to her?”

Nappa shrugs as if he were impassive, but there is a hint of gloomy emotion in his eyes as he recalls. “She was at Planet Vegeta when Frieza blew it up.” He looks down. “I’m pretty sure.”

Raditz pats his back, the two head to the bridge.

You press the button that opens the door to your room. You see Bulma sitting on the same countertop she sat on around a week ago.

She’s bending slightly backwards, using her hands to support herself on the counter. “Thanks for inviting me.” She says.

You shut the door behind you and unclasp your cape. You’ve been doing it every time you enter your room, it’s more comfortable to sit without it. “What did you need to tell me?”

She smiles. “Always so cut and dry, you Saiyans.” She says. “Well, a few things: First, the tech I recovered on the ground is going to be very useful to produce the armor I created in larger scale, in case you ever need that.” She takes a finger to her lip. “Then, uh… The ship, of course. I’ve been heading out in the early morning to it with my spacesuit. Just to take a look at its design and engine. I’m glad Turles was with us, I don’t think anyone else could’ve hacked it without tearing through its electric circuit. Anyhow, the engine is very interesting, way better than the one that was on Turles’ ship, that one was like a turtle compared to this one.”

During her explanation, you took the time to move to your cushioned chair and sit down. “That doesn’t surprise me. The attack ships of the Frieza Forces have to move very quickly from one place to another.”

“Yup. With just the tech I could cut down our travel time by around 20%... But!” She exclaims. “You have something other than the tech with you!” She waits for you to say what it is, but you don’t deign her with a response. She pouts. “Me! You have me!” She says. “I am puhretty sure that I can actually cut down our travel time from a whole year to just a month!”

You look at her astonished. “Truly?”

“Truly.” She replies. “I’m going to need my dad’s help but it’s looking very realistic.”

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>>5437115
That is truly impressive. A travel from Earth to Vertes would take months even for the finest ship in the Cold Empire, well, except perhaps for Frieza’s personal ship. You sit and ponder the possibilities, the Galaxy has completely opened up to your endeavor.

You notice Bulma looking at you intently from her position. It almost makes you blush. Is Nappa right? Are you fond of an earthling female? Shouldn’t a Saiyan prince look for something more… appropriate? “What’s up?” She says. “You look… off.”

“I’m fine.” You reply. Whatever it was, it could wait, couldn’t it? There is still so much to be done against Frieza. “Was there something else?”

“Uh… Well…” She seems to doubt. “Calava asked me if I was your…” She shuts up and hops off the counter. “You know what? Nevermind. There’s work to be done if I want my theoretical engines to be ready for my dad to review. Gotta go!”

>”Wait, stay with me.” You know that you feel something, whatever it is, you’ll act on it, as a Saiyan should. [This will lead to a thing with Bulma, which will greatly impact your relationship with her]
>”I’m expecting you in the afternoon for training, work hard.” You say your goodbyes. [Let's leave this stuff for later]
>Write-in.

>>5437116
>”I’m expecting you in the afternoon for training, work hard.” You say your goodbyes. [Let's leave this stuff for later]
Gains > Everything else

>>5437116
>”I’m expecting you in the afternoon for training, work hard.” You say your goodbyes. [Let's leave this stuff for later]
Nice to see this back! Thought we might be skipping this year. I'd like to see a bit more before committing to Bulma. She'll always be close to us regardless of how it all pans out.

>>5437116
>>”Wait, stay with me.” You know that you feel something, whatever it is, you’ll act on it, as a Saiyan should. [This will lead to a thing with Bulma, which will greatly impact your relationship with her]

>>5437116
>>”I’m expecting you in the afternoon for training, work hard.” You say your goodbyes. [Let's leave this stuff for later]

>>5437116
>>”I’m expecting you in the afternoon for training, work hard.” You say your goodbyes. [Let's leave this stuff for later]
I’m 100% in favour of Bulma for waifu choice, but I like playing awkward Vegeta and would like to continue doing so for a little while more.

>>5437116
>>”I’m expecting you in the afternoon for training, work hard.” You say your goodbyes. [Let's leave this stuff for later]

>>5437116
>”Wait, stay with me.” You know that you feel something, whatever it is, you’ll act on it, as a Saiyan should. [This will lead to a thing with Bulma, which will greatly impact your relationship with her]
M-muh shipping
So is the plan now to travel back to earth to let the Briefs modify the ships? Will we have time to train?

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>>5437141
>>5437235

>>5437123
>>5437125
>>5437150
>>5437174
>>5437176
We'll leave it for later. Prince Vegeta is too awkward for this shit.

>>5437235
>So is the plan now to travel back to earth to let the Briefs modify the ships? Will we have time to train?
You have to return to earth regardless due to some shit about 'fuel, repairs, general maintenance' according to Bulma. Saiyans just don't get it.

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>>5437248
“Wait!” You say as she departs. She turns around.

You try to find the words. “I… uh…” The tension in the air could be cut with a tail slicer. “I’m expecting you in the afternoon for training, work hard.”

Bulma smiles awkwardly. “Ah, of course! Right! I’ll see if I can get some things done ‘til then. See ya!” The door closes behind her and you sigh as you swirl your chair around to watch the stars through your round window.

It’s not even five minutes after that that you hear your door ring. “What is it?” You ask, exasperated. The conversations with Bulma leave you spent in a different way than battle does. You much prefer the exhaustion of battle yourself.

You hear Kalabash’s voice. “Prince Vegeta. Calava and I would like to share some information with you.”

You turn around towards the door. “Come in then.”

The two Saiyan warriors enter, Kalabash and Calava approach your desk and you get up to greet them with a handshake each. “Well?” You say.

Kalabash is the first to speak. “Excuse me for not telling you of this earlier, prince, I thought the information was irrelevant, but Calava has made me see this otherwise.” She nods at the mention. “As you know, the destruction of planet Vegeta happened almost 25 years ago.”

You nod. “Of course.”

He continues. “A group of Saiyans formed soon after. We were a small, motley bunch. From super-elites to non-combatants that had been away during the destruction of the planet. Though we were mostly low-class warriors.”

Your eyes widen. “What?! And you didn’t tell me before?!”

Kalabash gulps at your reaction. “It didn’t last long, only about 5 years after planet Vegeta’s destruction.” He looks down to the ground, anger in his face. “Frieza hounded us down, our leaders were killed, our organization faltered and eventually each group went its own way to try and survive.”

You watch Kalabash tell his story. He seems clearly devastated as he tells you of the atrocities Frieza committed. His hunting parties were ruthless. For once, the Saiyans were the ones suffering from the persecution of a greater force.

Meanwhile, you lived a cozy life aboard Frieza’s mothership. The thought stings you to no end.

Calava chimes in. “My father, Taliso, was apparently the leader of one of these resistance cells, though he abandoned it after my mother was killed.” There’s almost a level of disgust in her tone. The Saiyan way is to fight until the end and take as many of them with you.

“To care for you.” Kalabash says, gritting his teeth. “After Seboia died, Taliso couldn’t bear the thought of leaving you alone in this galaxy.”

“He should’ve fought until the end.” She says. “Not to protect me, but for the sake of the Saiyan race.”

“He fought for you!” Kalabash exclaims, irritated. “There is no Saiyan race anymore!” He moves his arm to the side in anger.

She drives her index finger into his chestplate, facing him directly with a glare. “How dare you say that in front of our Prince!”

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>>5437290
“Enough!” You yell. Their antics have finally irked you enough. “Do not bicker in my presence. I have no time for this.”

Kalabash sighs. “Sadly, my line of thought prevailed in the resistance.”

You press your eyes with your fingers in irritation. So much could’ve been different had you been a proper prince. “Why tell me this?”

Calava drives her palm to the desk. “Because Kalabash knows of old bases of the Resistance.”

He nods. “Abandoned for 20 years, some scavenged to hell and back, others taken over by pirate raiders and others thoroughly destroyed by Frieza’s forces. There’s probably little of use in them. But if there is even a little information left, we may know where to look for Saiyans with the earthling’s Saiyan radar, speeding our efforts greatly.”

When Kalabash says ‘earthling’, you see Calava look at you and you glare at her. “What is it?” You ask.
“Nothing.” Calava says, then she turns her head around.

“It is good to know we have somewhere to go after our return to Earth. Though we’ll have to stay there a while until our ship is upgraded by…” You look at Calava. “The earthling.”

The two of them nod. “I’m sorry I did not mention this earlier, Prince.” Kalabash says.

You wave the thought off, thinking of it a little more. “It’s no matter.” You sigh. “We have a 3 month trip until Earth. It wouldn’t have made a difference to hear the news now or later.”

Kalabash nods. “Well then, I’ll take my leave.” He turns around and leaves, though Calava stays behind, watching him leave with her arms crossed.

She looks at you. “So, you’ve got an earthling mate?” She says. “She’s insanely weak.”

Your glare intensifies as you furrow your brow. “Watch your tongue.”

She smiles playfully. “Come now, my prince.” She bends over on the desk. “Both you and I know that I am the only uncommitted Saiyan female you’ll see in a while.” Her tail swirls around playfully. “And I have a power level of 5.000.” She says, taking a finger to your chin. You sit there as stoic as you can. This flirting was the way of the Saiyan warriors, you knew, pure instinct. “And.” She continues. “I don’t mind sharing. You can have as large a harem as you wish.”

You move your head away from her finger. What is with the females of this ship today? Who’s going to come in next to flirt with you? Kalabash’s wife?

Though you cannot deny that there is something to this…Pure Saiyan instinct.

>”You dare? Get out of my sight. Now.” You will not have this insubordination from her.
>”I admire your loyalty for the Saiyan way but you should listen to Kalabash, the Saiyan race has changed.” Rebuff her, this is no longer how things must be done, at least not for you.
>”Perhaps…” You don’t really know what to say, but you do want this now, it would take a load off.
>Write-in.

>>5437291
>”I admire your loyalty for the Saiyan way but you should listen to Kalabash, the Saiyan race has changed.” Rebuff her, this is no longer how things must be done, at least not for you.
>"Pure physical strength will lead to the death of what little remains our race, besides, intrigue and plotting was present in our society for a long time. It's painful for me to admit, but it seems most of our old ways were nothing more than lies that we told ourselves. I plan to fix that."
>"Besides, you will learn very soon the earthlings and sayan-hybrids are far from pathetic. They may not match our strength directly, but they have plenty of ways around that. Perhaps then you will understand."

>>5437291
>”I admire your loyalty for the Saiyan way but you should listen to Kalabash, the Saiyan race has changed.” Rebuff her, this is no longer how things must be done, at least not for you.
>”Although, if you’re really that desperate for a roll in the sheets… you could always ask the Namek.”

>>5437291

>”Perhaps…” You don’t really know what to say, but you do want this now, it would take a load off.

>>5437291
>Perhaps…” You don’t really know what to say, but you do want this now, it would take a load off.

Btw, for anyone wondering, Calava is about the age of Vegeta, maybe a few years younger.

>>5437291
>>”Perhaps…” You don’t really know what to say, but you do want this now, it would take a load off.

Fuck her right in the pussy.

>>5437296
Imma vote for this too

>>5437296
+1

>>5437296
+1

Gay.

>>5437291
>”Perhaps…”

>Write-in.
Assert dominace, no hanky panky right now till we beat her up.

>>5437296
>>5437459
>>5437488
>>5437697
>>5437298

>>5437306
>>5437387
>>5437438
>>5437864

Close vote! We're sealing this in.

Bear in mind that these votes aren't 100% first past the post. Of course the option with most votes win, in this case saying no, but the fact that it was such a close call means that Vegeta is super tempted by the idea but he steels himself (for now) and says no. If no won by a landslide, it would be a strong and stoic no with no temptation to do anything else. Each anon voting is like one of Vegeta's braincells telling him to do one thing or another.

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>>5437938
You can feel pangs of temptation inside you. That swirling tail, that pretty face, peculiar olive skin and the raw strength of her body… A big part of you would simply say yes right now and enjoy an hour or two with Calava, but as you think of that, you feel also… Guilt? When you think of Bulma. It shouldn’t be so, it’s not as if she is your wife, or even your mate, for that matter, and yet.

“I admire your loyalty for the Saiyan way.” You say. “But you should listen to Kalabash, the Saiyan race has changed.”

She backs off, removing herself from your desk. You continue, “Pure physical strength will lead to the death of what little remains of our race. It worked back when there were so many thousands of us, but now only few remain.”

She looks down. You continue once more. “Besides, intrigue and plotting has always been present in our society. My father was plotted so that none could have a higher power level than me, that I know. The old ways have been gone for a longer time than you and I might imagine. Perhaps for as long as Sadala.”

“Then what are we fighting for?” Calava asks as she crosses her arms. “What’s the point of all this?”

“The point is to redefine what being a Saiyan is, what Saiyan pride means.” You say. “And I will make sure it is done in such a way that we will finally take our rightful place in the galaxy.”

She nods. “Fine, what a long-winded way of denying my rapprochement.” She shrugs. “You have lofty ambitions, my prince, but we are still 10 Saiyans stuck in a lonely ship in the big bad galaxy, you know?”

“That is why we need allies, and the earthlings are one of our allies. You have not seen them yet, they may not match our strength directly, but they have many ways around that. Including an infinite determination and their ability to be open-minded with things.”

You close your eyes. “Were it not for their mercy, Calava, I would be dead, as would you and Kalabash and his family, for my servants and I would not have been there to save you.”

That seems to have hit her deep somewhere as she ponders for a good while before responding. “You know… What I told Kalabash before about my father, I don’t mean it. It’s just… It hurts when everyone seems to have given up on our very own race.”

“Your father was brave, Calava, and he made the choices he saw fit at the time.” You take a hand to your forehead. “If anything, you should blame me for not being a good prince for so many years.”

You see her sniffle once and a single tear fall from her cheek, she wipes it off quickly. “I’m going to train.” She says, then she turns around and leaves.

“Aye, a true Saiyan.” You tell yourself. You take a moment to relax before you hear a comms alarm, it’s time for morning training with your warriors.

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>>5437949
Time passes slowly aboard a spaceship, but it will come to pass. We will have a choice on our training sessions during these months and how to develop our powers. Perhaps there is something more you want to see before that is done and time is skipped?

>Another training session with Bulma, the accrued tension could lead to some ki unlocking!
>An interaction with Olond and Rasha, these two powerful beings are now technically part of your crew and you’d like to see how they behave while free.
>Let’s chill a bit with Raditz, Nappa and Turles. When you tell them what happened today, you’re sure they’ll have a good laugh.
>The Namekian has been awfully quiet during the return trip, as he has been during the other trip, let’s see if you can get some words out of him.
>You want to meet Kalabash’s family, his wife Gisa and his children the plucky 10 year old Rokka and the ‘cautious’ 8 year old Oshe.
>Let's skip to our training goals!

>>5437950
>The Namekian has been awfully quiet during the return trip, as he has been during the other trip, let’s see if you can get some words out of him.

>>5437950
>An interaction with Olond and Rasha, these two powerful beings are now technically part of your crew and you’d like to see how they behave while free.
>You want to meet Kalabash’s family, his wife Gisa and his children the plucky 10 year old Rokka and the ‘cautious’ 8 year old Oshe.

>>5437950
>An interaction with Olond and Rasha, these two powerful beings are now technically part of your crew and you’d like to see how they behave while free.

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You decide to visit the Namekian in his room, he has not left it since takeoff. You knock a few times and after a minute you hear his voice calling for you to enter. He is meditating in the middle of it, cross-legged and cross armed.

He looks at you disconcerted. “Well? Was there something you needed?”

“I simply wished to know what you’re doing here all day.” You say, looking around the room, nothing has changed at all in here since you left Earth. “I thought you were supposed to train.” You check his ki and notice that it’s… increased? How?

“I do not train like humans or you Saiyans. Meditation is more than good enough for me.”

“How is that possible?” You ask. “Don’t you need to keep your body fit?”

“I, well… My race, I guess, works differently. Our bodies are malleable and flexible, it’s easier for us to create muscle and we can even regrow limbs. Our struggle comes in managing ki through bodies that are so prone to change, that is why we meditate.”

“I see.”

The Namekian nods. “Well, was there anything else?”

“How has your strength increased so suddenly? You must be at a power level of…” The guesses for power levels come more and more naturally to you, even using the earthling’s energy sensing. “7.500? That’s an increase of 1.000.”

“True battle experience is what drives meditation. That increase was as a consequence of our battle at Vertes. I had some close calls down there with your long-haired friend. The other less powerful Saiyan and his child were crucial for our survival.”

You think of Kalabash and his firstborn, what was her name? Rokka? Yeah, that’s it. “7.500 is closer to our agreed goal of 9.000, not bad. Perhaps you will see your home planet soon.”

The Namekian closes his eyes and does not respond to that. “If you have nothing else to say, I’d like to resume my meditation.”

You nod and head out the door. The Namekian watches you leave with an eye open, then closes it again in sync with the door. Your conversation with him was relatively productive, though he seems unwilling to open up about much else, not that you need that type of information as of yet.

I'm gonna be posting the ones that have been requested with more or less content according to the votes it receives.

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In your mind dwells the words of the Namekian. Kalabash and his daughter helped him and Raditz, it seems. You have not had a chance to converse with them since the trip started. Gisa and Oshe have been showing themselves a little more throughout the ship, having casual conversations with Bulma and Calava, while Rokka and Kalabash usually hung out with Nappa, Raditz or, sometimes, even Turles.

You see all four of them visiting the bridge. The children are learning what goes in a spaceship from Gisa, while Kalabash watches them with a warm smile on him. When he sees you, it wanes into a more serious expression. “Prince Vegeta.”
“Kalabash.” You say. “The Namekian has told me that you offered them support during the battle against Frieza’s forces.”

He looks back towards his family, arms crossed. “So it is. Even Rokka intervened, though I told her not to.”

“She has the stubbornness of a Saiyan.” You say, looking at the young girl, she has a long, unkempt black mane flowing, Oshe has a shorter, shaven hair and is much thinner and smaller than his sister. Some of it is due to age and some of it is clearly due to a different growth.

“Aye.” Kalabash bites his nails a little bit. “She is too plucky, you haven’t seen it, but I’ve seen her fight against foes much more powerful than her to defend us. She’s like a guard animal.”

The thought of that makes you smile slightly. You watch the girl approach her father, she watches you with a glare and her voice rings out. “Don’t think I trust you just because you’re a ‘prince’.” She says.

You chuckle while Kalabash slaps her on the back of the head. “Show some respect, girl.”

“That is well.” You say. “Trust your father, then.”

Her glare furrows further as she caresses her pained head. “Whatever.” She says, heading back to her mother’s side.

“So… This resistance.”

“I told you all I know, prince.” Kalabash says. “I was only a lower ranking member in it.” He scratches his chin in thought. “Taliso, that is Calava’s father-” You nod, indicating there is no need to specify that again. “Well, he would’ve known more.”

“How come you were to one to keep Calava after his death?”

“We kept in comms ever since the resistance fell, 20 years ago, we lived only a few days of space travel apart, just in case. Back then Calava was just 7 so she didn’t completely get what was going on. He trained her hard until… Well, a Frieza hunting party found them. I don’t have the specifics, but I got a desperate call from Taliso 10 years ago, asking me to come save his daughter while he distracted them.”

You move the corner of your mouth, irritated. How many similar stories have other Saiyans lived for so many years?

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>>5438069
“By the time I arrived, Taliso was dead and Calava was heavily wounded. All the Frieza soldiers were dead. I picked her up and when she healed, we saw that her power level had gone through the roof. Up to 5.000 from her former level of 1.000. I had a whole 10 years to think on it and I realized the same things you did, our increases in strength when faced with near death experiences and why Frieza hounds us down.”

He looks at you directly. “You are the strongest here, prince Vegeta, and you’ve grown even stronger after Vertes. The way I see it, you’re our only hope to defeat Frieza.”

You watch Gisa struggle with her two children, trying to stop them from touching buttons, keyboards, switches and handles. The ship is thankfully in autopilot, so they’re not doing much. The stars flow by the window, forming lines as they mess around until they get bored. The three of them join you with Gisa at their head.

“I haven’t yet thanked you, my prince, for what you did for us in planet Vertes.” She says, bowing slightly. “I know we are of little use to you, considering your great strength.”

Rokka interrupts her mother. “Little use? I’ll train and my dad will too. We’ll fight and pay our debt.” She says. “Then we’re free.”

“You are free.” You say. “Train and fight, not as a way to pay a debt, but to grow. The more we all grow, the closer we are to victory and peace.”

You look to the flowing stars. “When we’re done, when we achieve victory. We’ll be able to live anywhere in the galaxy without fearing for our lives every day.”

She watches you with a mix of awe and wild determination. “Yeah!” She yells. “We’ll kill Frieza!” She says.

Kalabash pats her head and ruffles her hair around. “Our prince will.”

You nod. That was it. That was the way for you to pay for all those years of complacency, of servitude to the one who destroyed your race. You would kill him and all his kin, then your pride would be restored, and you’d finally be deserving of your father’s title.

You shake hands with Kalabash and Gisa. Oshe, who was hiding behind his mother, sees how Rokka takes his arm and lifts it up for you to shake it, then you shake hers. These were your warriors, your pride and part of your race, just as the more powerful Nappa, Raditz and turles are.

You’ll fight for all Saiyans, no matter what.

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A day later, you have a chance meeting with Olond and Rasha in the training room. For the most part, they kept to themselves on the ship. It’s somewhat awkward to interact with people you were trying to kill a week or two ago. You have seen them talk of meditation and training with the Namekian though, and discuss the specifics of the ship with Bulma, who kept most of the details hidden as she did not trust them much.

They watch you for a few seconds. “Lord Vegeta.” Rasha says, using the term lord as you technically were the prince of Saiyans and he was no Saiyan. “Thank you again for your mercy.”

“Don’t mention it.” You say, unclasping your cloak and hanging it by the door. “You could start repaying it with a sparring bout.”

Rasha nods and takes a fighting stance. As soon as your cloak hangs, you dash towards him in a flash and smash his blocking arm. You throw a flurry of fists forward and he stops each of them. As you stop, he takes a few steps back and resumes his stance. “A fine series of punches, though you are hanging back, lord Vegeta.”

You dust off your gloves. “This is only a sparring match. Now tell me of your technique.”

Rasha now flies forward, launching a series of punches towards your face which you easily block, he then tries to use your openings to deliver swift kicks to your gut, but you block those with your own legs and dodge. “It’s a technique that drives the amount of energy in your body to its limit. Each hit you deliver will force through much more energy, but waste even more of it.”

“A last ditch sort of maneuver.” You say, throwing a few energy beams that he deflects.

“Yes. I can teach it to you if you wish. Olond also knows it, but he prefers his wind style.”

“Show it off to me again.”

Rasha takes his stance, he concentrates for a few seconds as energy swirls around him with a pale blue aura, the veins on his body extrude and he yells. “Unlock!” He then dashes forward at an extreme speed. He drives his fist towards your face, which you can only deflect, as blocking it may break your arm, he then drives his knee up but you do not see it coming, he slams it into your gut, purging the air from your lungs. You reassess the situation, seeing that this is now as serious as in Vertes. You fly your elbow into his knee, ramming his thigh instead, then let your fist flow back up towards his own gut, a blow that he blocks, though he flies upwards from the strength of it, ramming his body on the ceiling of the training room. The blow was hard enough to make a dent on the protective alloys.

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>>5438106
“Enough.” You say. You didn’t want to have to hear Bulma’s rant on why the training room should be kept orderly and how training shouldn’t be life or death.

“I agree.” Rasha says, panting from the exertion. “Pardon my quickened breath but my body is still recovering from our battle at Vertes. We do not heal as rapidly as Saiyans do.” He takes some sweat off his brow. “As you can see, mastering Unlock can provide you a swift boost of strength, instead of having to charge your energy and leave yourself open for enemy attack. As you can also see, this method wastes a lot of energy.”

The way you’ve seen it, Rasha’s power level increased from 15.000 to around 25.000 in one fell swoop. That’s how he was able to get the upper hand in the battle. An excellent trick to have your opponent underestimate you. Perhaps it could even be combined with the earthling’s ki manipulation. You could pass for a mere power level of 10.000, somewhere around what you had before the disaster at Rekar, then swiftly jump to almost 40.000 with Rasha’s technique.

Olond watches the two of you. “Saiyans have a peculiar form.” He says. “There doesn’t seem to be any rule or method to your fighting styles.”

“We are driven purely by instinct.” You reply. “Each Saiyan fights as he finds most fitting for his or herself.”

“Quite peculiar.” He says, pondering. “But perhaps Saiyans would do well to train in some sort of style, to have an alternative to their usual style. As Rasha offered his technique, I offer you the way of the Wind, if you wish to learn it. Just like Rasha’s skill, it can be used to great effect against unexpecting foes.”

Saiyans have never really ‘learned’ a style, but perhaps there is wisdom in the alien’s words. “Good. Allow me to gauge both of your strengths.” You say, taking a fighting stance, Rasha and Olond both prepare themselves, and you engage one another for the next few hours, learning much from each other.

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ALRIGHT, interludes done. Now it's time for our training:

Now it’s time to decide how we’ll train during the next few months and we’ll be able to choose one (1) technique to learn. Our training gives PL increases because we gathered experience in a real battle (Vertes) and are now applying it consciously while training with each other.

First, how we’ll train:
>Focus on yourself. (Vegeta +1000 PL)
>Focus on Bulma. (Vegeta +250 PL, Bulma +100 PL)
>Focus on someone else (Who?) (Vegeta +250 PL, Trainee +500 PL)

Here are our comrades’ new Power levels (Not taking into account Vegeta’s possible trainee):
Nappa: 10.086
Raditz: 8.617
Piccolo: 7.500
Turles: ~17.500 (Reducing back to his base of 3.500)
Calava: 5.500
Kalabash: 1.250 (Lower training results due to lower power level)
Rokka: 1.250 (Lower training results due to lower power level)
Bulma: 50

Rasha: 15.500
Olrond: 8.500

Then the new technique we’ll learn:
>Rasha’s Unlock. A wasteful technique that nonetheless empowers you instantly for a few seconds.
>Olond’s Way of the Wind. A long-range and slow martial style that fires bouts of wind that are as strong as the user’s punches.
>Nappa’s Break Cannon (Mouth Beam). A powerful beam of energy fires from your mouth, taking your foe by surprise.
>Turles’ Crusher Ball. A gigantic ball of energy that can be thrown and forgotten as a sort of torpedo.
>Piccolo’s Hellzone Grenade. A trap of energy balls that rain down on the enemy after getting triggered.

>>5438146
>>Focus on someone else (Who?) (Vegeta +250 PL, Piccolo +500 PL)
We still have our deal to fulfill.

>Piccolo’s Hellzone Grenade. A trap of energy balls that rain down on the enemy after getting triggered.

>>5438146
>Focus on Bulma. (Vegeta +250 PL, Bulma +100 PL)
Since Piccolo said he trains better by real fights and meditation, I think it's better to focus on the other promise we made
>Olond’s Way of the Wind. A long-range and slow martial style that fires bouts of wind that are as strong as the user’s punches.
I like the idea of ranged melee

>>5438146
>Focus on Bulma. (Vegeta +250 PL, Bulma +100 PL)
>Olond’s Way of the Wind. A long-range and slow martial style that fires bouts of wind that are as strong as the user’s punches.
In melee combat, range is an excellent advantage to have.

>>5438146
>Focus on someone else (Who?) (Vegeta +250 PL, Trainee +500 PL)

We have that Deal to do

>Olond’s Way of the Wind. A long-range and slow martial style that fires bouts of wind that are as strong as the user’s punches.

>>5438146
>>5438153 +1

>>5438196
Is your trainee vote for Piccolo?

>>5438300
yes sorry.

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Closing the vote. There are 3 votes for training with Piccolo and 3 votes for Olond's Way of the Wind, so we're going for this combo.

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The next few weeks and months quickly turn to routine. You focus on training the Namekian, as he must, as agreed upon before leaving Earth, eventually reach a power level of 9.000. The days turn into breakfasts, training with the Namekian, eating, teaching Bulma, then an all-out brawl with whoever was willing, then dinner, a time to relax during the evening which you use to learn the art of Olond’s Way of the Wind and finally, sleep. Bulma ensures that the autopilot remains in optimal course, while Turles is assigned to general maintenance. Kalabash and Gisa are busy ensuring their children don’t mess around too much, while Calava, Raditz and Nappa focus on their training completely, Rasha and Olond prefer to stick together though they open up more and more.

You wake up one day and hear a comms call coming from bridge with Bulma’s ID. Her face shows up in a holo. “Alright everyone! We’re hours away from Earth. Finally home!” She yells happily.

You get up from your chair and head to bridge, as do most others including the Namekian. You see the round blue planet from the window of the Bridge.

Kalabash and Calava are trying to use their recently learned ki sense. “I don’t detect anything.” Calava says. Kalabash nods and speaks “Has something happened to the local population?”

“What? Of course not! There’s still billions of readings here.” Bulma says.

“Huh.” Says Kalabash. “They’re uh…”

“Weak.” Calava says with a devious smile.

“Brain’s better than brawns sometimes.” Bulma replies, ticked off.

Raditz, Nappa and Turles approach you. “Have you noticed?” Turles says, cross-armed and looking sideways towards the Earth. “Their readings aren’t there.”

“Aye, Kakarot and his merry group aren’t here.” Nappa says.

Raditz looks at you. “They did say they were going to train at an old friend’s.”

“Off Earth?” Turles says. “I thought they had no spaceflight capability before we came. Hell, I’m pretty sure our spaceship is Earth’s first.”

You furrow your brows and you grimace, irritated. You approach Bulma. “Where are Kakarot and the rest of the powerful humans?”

She shrugs. “I have no idea.”

You see that the Namekian is watching the Earth, some sweat betrays him, showing his nervousness.

Turles approaches you. “So, how about it? Take over the planet while Kakarot and the crew are gone?” He says, his statement hanging between sarcasm and a real proposition.

Raditz glares at Turles. “What are you saying?”

The Namekian seems to have heard it and approaches you. “This was not the deal we made.”

Bulma also eyes Turles.

You raise your hand. “Enough. We had a deal with Kakarot and his crew, and we keep it.” You say. Turles lifts his hands, feigning innocence. “Come on now, can’t I make a joke?”

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>>5438388
You fly down towards Earth with your pods, resuming your earthly life. A capsule home is brought for Kalabash’s family, another for Calava, another for Rasha and Olond, who have no qualms living together. Bulma brings supplies and clothes for you all to wear. The crew looks quite silly in all manners of bright human clothing.

And still, no sign of Kakarot. You spoke to Bulma at her Capsule corps home, to Raditz and to the Namekian who meditated in the arid wastelands, to see if they knew anything about their disappearance, and they all claim they know nothing. It’s quite frustrating.

>Investigate their disappearance. You know where Kakarot lives, perhaps his wife knows something.
>Whatever, you have training to do, plans to make. Start organizing your future plans and wait for Kakarot’s return.
>Write-in.

>>5438389
>>Whatever, you have training to do, plans to make. Start organizing your future plans and wait for Kakarot’s return.
A Sayan must train

>>5438389
>Whatever, you have training to do, plans to make. Start organizing your future plans and wait for Kakarot’s return.

>>5438389
>Whatever, you have training to do, plans to make. Start organizing your future plans and wait for Kakarot’s return.
Wherever they are, they’ll return eventually. Let’s get strong for when they do.

>>5438389
>>Whatever, you have training to do, plans to make. Start organizing your future plans and wait for Kakarot’s return.

>Investigate their disappearance. You know where Kakarot lives, perhaps his wife knows something.

I know this will only cause trouble, and yet, I can't help but want to see what happens.

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Whatever Kakarot is doing, he is surely not going to leave the Earth alone for too long, more so knowing your crew would be back after a year out into the stars. So for the first few days, you decide to gather a crew to plan out your future venture. Bulma will come as a consultant to know the ship’s limits, while the Namekian will also be present to see if he wishes to participate in the next trip or not.

You gather up in the largest capsule home available, yours. It seems Bulma brought her mother, who insisted that she wanted to meet the ‘Saiyan newcomers to Earth’ and give them a proper warm welcome. She serves all manners of appetizers and drinks, which she seemingly prepared in your home’s kitchen in less than ten minutes.

Nappa, Raditz, Turles, Calava, Kalabash (Gisa is taking care of the kids outside along with Bulma’s mother), Bulma, the Namekian and even Rasha and Olond are here to plan your next venture.

Kalabash brings to the table a holographic star map where various star systems are highlighted. “I didn’t think I’d ever use this again, I kept it as more of a memento.” He says. His finger slides into the holo and ‘clicks’ one of the coordinates. It shows the information of a space station. You can see that it had a personnel count in the hundreds last it was updated, twenty years ago.

“This was our main base, we called it Sadala Station.” Kalabash says.

“Not Vegeta station?” Bulma asks somewhat sarcastically, she throws you a complicit wink to which you reply with a ‘tch’.

Kalabash shakes his head, not realizing the subtleties of Earth-speak. “No, most of us had poor opinions of the Vegeta line.” He looks at you and bows. “Excuse me for my transgression, my prince, this was a quarter of a century ago.”

You wave it off. “No matter. Speak to me of the station.”

“It was mostly living quarters with the usual common rooms, then there was the bridge and, most importantly, the command room, that’s where they kept information on the location of other Saiyan survivors and strongholds.” He presses one of the delineated buttons with the label ‘command room’ on it. “Some of you might think that most Saiyans would probably have left their last known locations as soon as the station fell, but the truth is that most of us did not even have a method of transportation. We depended on Sadala Station for such things and they were overwhelmed by demand.” He continues. “Some likely remain in these locations.”

Raditz and Nappa look somber as they receive the information, likely sharing a degree of guilt for their inaction throughout the years. Turles seems rather serious as well.

Calava intervenes. “So, Sadala Station would provide us with 20 year old information on the location of other Saiyans. I don’t think I’m the only one seeing that this might not be worth a trip.” She looks around and sees that Turles and Nappa show signs of approval.

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>>5438948
Raditz looks at Calava. “Even if we only find one Saiyan alive thanks to this information, the trip would be worth it.” To his statement, Bulma agrees and to your surprise, so do Rasha and Olond.

Kalabash nods. “It’s true the information is terribly outdated. But there is something more.” He zooms in to the floor of the command room. “Here. I think this is the place Taliso told me of.” He says, Calava watches it intently. “Under this flooring there is a communicator linked to the scouters of all Saiyans who visited or registered with the Resistance.” He then looks at you. “Wherever they are in the galaxy, they would hear your voice and message, Prince Vegeta.”

A silence reigns in the room for a few seconds. No Saiyan leaves his scouter behind, they need it to gauge threats and many keep models that are decades old if it’s all they have. This could actually work.

Turles throws himself back onto his chair and sighs. “And what if one of these Saiyans ditches us to the Frieza force? We’d lose the element of surprise against the bastard.”

When Rasha hears that, he takes a swift decision to speak as well. “Considering my disappearance in planet Vertes, a mission that we should’ve achieved quite easily, I’m sure that Zarbon is already suspecting something, as might be Frieza.”

Olond nods. “It would merely confirm a suspected truth.”

Nappa shakes his head and lifts an index finger to drive his point. “Frieza might even consider sending the Ginyu force after us if he sees that we’re making such a bold move.”

The Namekian then speaks for the first time, an oddity, as he seemed somewhat out of the debate. “And that ‘Ginyu Force’ would likely come to Earth as they hound you down.”

“Not necessarily.” Raditz replies. “If we’re hounded, we could flee to another planet and ensure that Earth remains peaceful.” You see Bulma go wide-eyed, a hint of sadness in her expression as she looks at you. You’re stricken by the grief in her face for a moment but quickly gather your thoughts.

“What about fighting the Ginyu Force?” She says, trying to find a solution.

Most of the people here gathered look at her. “Not a chance.” Turles says. “That’d be suicide, even if we piled all our gathered strength.”

“Yeah.” Nappa continues. “We could maybe, and that’s a big maybe, defeat Burter, Jeice and Guldo on their own, but Recoome and Ginyu could each destroy all of us combined in a few minutes.”

Bulma seems crestfallen as she hears this new information.

>>5438949
Kalabash speaks again. “But if we don’t send that transmission and only go to Sadala Station to gather up information on the Saiyans, our actions would go under the radar of the Cold Empire. We’d have to make sure to kill or capture all witnesses of our presence there though.” That last statement seems to make Bulma uncomfortable, the rest of the meeting staying stoic. “We could simply take the communicator and use it at a later date.”

You take a hand to your chin, deep in thought. You look to Bulma. “How long would it take us to upgrade our ship and head to Sadala Station?”

Bulma nods. “It would take me and my dad around three months to upgrade the ship. Then the trip to that station, if the coordinates given to me are right, would be around a month to reach it then a month to return.”

You see how this surprises Kalabash. “Only a month?” He says. “The station is far away. Are you sure you have the right coordinates?”

Bulma glares at him for doubting her. She stands up and checks the holo closely, almost putting her face inside it. “Yeah, those are it.” She says, her pride clearly hurt. “A month, I confirm.”

It’s time to make your decision on this Sadala Station situation. Having more information on the last location of all Saiyans seems rather useful, Bulma’s radar would help when tracking them down… The communicator will also provide an efficient way of communicating to all of them, a bombastic declaration for the return of the Saiyan race, to be used now or later… But perhaps it would be best to let sleeping dogs lie and continue to seek Saiyans near your Earth-base instead, slower as that may be.

You will:

>Head to Sadala Station and find this information. Time is of the essence, and the more we dawdle, the likelier Frieza is to find out about you. [Sadala Station arc]
>Stay at Earth and leave Sadala Station for another time. You must exercise caution right now and grow your strength slowly but surely. Then, you will start striking at the Cold Empire. [Earth&Chill arc]

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>>5438953
Forgot pic of the communicator

Finally a chance to mention the #1 Frieza force in the galaxy. I feel honored.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ezrbyf6t9mY

>>5438953
>Stay at Earth and leave Sadala Station for another time. You must exercise caution right now and grow your strength slowly but surely. Then, you will start striking at the Cold Empire. [Earth&Chill arc]

Consolidate our forces. Train. Gear up. Rokka in particular lacks discipline which could prove catastrophic on a fragile spaceship or while avoiding detection. Maybe a pair of space ships would be better than one for eventual trips, especially if we end up taking on passengers.

>>5438953
>Stay at Earth and leave Sadala Station for another time. You must exercise caution right now and grow your strength slowly but surely. Then, you will start striking at the Cold Empire. [Earth&Chill arc]
We will go to the Sadala Station once we are a force to be reckoned with, for now, we are nothing more than survivors. The rebels had poor opinion of the Vegeta line, we will need to be able to back up our claims to be able to have their respect.

>>5438953
>Head to Sadala Station and find this information. Time is of the essence, and the more we dawdle, the likelier Frieza is to find out about you. [Sadala Station arc]
Is it really dbz if you don't get almost everyone killed and get a last second power boost?

>>5438953
>Head to Sadala Station and find this information. Time is of the essence, and the more we dawdle, the likelier Frieza is to find out about you. [Sadala Station arc]

>>5438953
>>Stay at Earth and leave Sadala Station for another time. You must exercise caution right now and grow your strength slowly but surely. Then, you will start striking at the Cold Empire. [Earth&Chill arc]

We must be ready

>>5438953
>Head to Sadala Station and find this information. Time is of the essence, and the more we dawdle, the likelier Frieza is to find out about you. [Sadala Station arc]

>>5438953
>Stay at Earth and leave Sadala Station for another time. You must exercise caution right now and grow your strength slowly but surely. Then, you will start striking at the Cold Empire. [Earth&Chill arc]

>>5438953
>Head to Sadala Station and find this information. Time is of the essence, and the more we dawdle, the likelier Frieza is to find out about you. [Sadala Station arc]
With saiyans making a comeback, Freeza will be following up on any leads he has. He’ll certainly be going to Sadala Station, so it’s vital that we get there first and stop anything falling into the wrong hands. Could you imagine if he got his hands on the communicator and used it to lure all the remaining saiyans into a trap?

>>5438953
>Head to Sadala Station and find this information. Time is of the essence, and the more we dawdle, the likelier Frieza is to find out about you. [Sadala Station arc]
But not without the gravity room installed

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See you all next year

>>5440248
I see I've earned a repute.

Only took a day off writing yesterday, let's count votes since this seems to be a close call.

To stay at Earth:
>>5438967
>>5438974
>>5439142
>>5439316

Head to Sadala Station:
>>5438994
>>5439124
>>5439170
>>5439816
>>5440189

Sadala station wins, it seems we're bound for space in 3 months (quest time)

>>5440255
As a blogpost: been playing Rimworld Biotech too, really liking it so far. Now to write

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Silence reigns in the room for a fair few minutes as you think of the matter deeply. Half of you wants to stay on Earth, train, gather your strength, perhaps go find other Saiyans that could be closer to your main base of operations, but the prize that Sadala offers is a great one and you can see that your warriors have a strong desire to further the Saiyan cause through this operation.

Perhaps it is too brash, maybe you should err on the side of caution instead, but there’s a fire in you that burns ever since the explosion at Rekar, a grim reminder that you had been complacent for too long. And complacent you shall be no longer.

“We will go to Sadala Station and retrieve the last known locations of the Saiyans who joined the Resistance.” You get up and look at each person here present who nod at your statement with determination. Many Saiyans, a Namekian and a Human, who would’ve told you a year before that this is where you would be? “We will hammer out the details of the expedition later on.” You say. “For now you are all dismissed.”

Each in the group gathers their things and leaves, some of them talking about preparations, others about today’s training, the Namekian simply flew off when he stepped out of the door. The ones who remain are Raditz, Nappa and Bulma. The Saiyans look at the earthling, wondering why she’s still here. She gets up and approaches you with a broad smile.

“You still haven’t taught me how to fly.”

What is she talking about now?

“Remember our deal?” She says. “Gravity room if I can fly.”

Ugh.

You can see Nappa sitting on his chair, arms crossed with a devious smile drawn on his face. Bulma likely cannot, since he’s behind her.

“Do you think your training was intensive enough to learn how to fly? You have to prepare the ship for our expedition, I will accept no delays.”

“A deal’s a deal.” She says. “My dad can take care of the reforms of the ship with what I’ve drawn up during our return trip, meanwhile, I can spend all morning working on my gravity room and all afternoon training if you swear that by the end of these 3 months, you’ve taught me how to fly.”

You can recognize that she’s playing around with you, as she’s done many times when she’s together with you, she will have the gravity room ready and installed in the ship, if only as a vanity project. But perhaps it could be a good idea to be thorough and actually teach her during these three months. What is better than a non-flying scientist? A flying scientist, of course. Still, it would likely take up too much of your training time.

>>5440260
>”A deal’s a deal. It’ll be my pleasure to teach you.” [Assertive Vegeta, Bulma WILL learn how to fly in these 3 months along with a power level boost and will be more loyal to you than ever before]
>”Fine, you better up your game though, weaklings have a hard time learning how to fly.” [Tsundere Vegeta, Bulma WILL learn how to fly in these 3 months along with a power level boost and will be more loyal to you than ever before]
>”We will continue our training at the same rhythm, I must continue my own training first and foremost.” [You will be able to learn 1 technique from your comrades]

>>5440262
>>”Fine, you better up your game though, weaklings have a hard time learning how to fly.” [Tsundere Vegeta, Bulma WILL learn how to fly in these 3 months along with a power level boost and will be more loyal to you than ever before]

>>5440262
>”A deal’s a deal. It’ll be my pleasure to teach you.” [Assertive Vegeta, Bulma WILL learn how to fly in these 3 months along with a power level boost and will be more loyal to you than ever before]

>>5440262
>>”A deal’s a deal. It’ll be my pleasure to teach you.” [Assertive Vegeta, Bulma WILL learn how to fly in these 3 months along with a power level boost and will be more loyal to you than ever before]

>>5440262
>”A deal’s a deal. It’ll be my pleasure to teach you.” [Assertive Vegeta, Bulma WILL learn how to fly in these 3 months along with a power level boost and will be more loyal to you than ever before]

Sealed for assertive Vegeta

This is gonna be a long one

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“A deal’s a deal. It’ll be my pleasure to teach you.” You say confidently. Bulma reddens, as it seems to be the first time that doing something with her is a ‘pleasure’ for you. Nappa and Raditz are clearly surprised by the choice of words.

“Yes!” She throws an arm up in the air. “Oh you’ll see when Goku and the rest come back, they’ll be so surprised when they see me flying around!”

“Flying around? That’ll be a harder task.” You say. “I’m hoping to at least get you off the ground and to go up.”

She pouts. “Well if I can’t fly laps around Goku and the rest, no time chamber!”

You glare at her and she sticks her tongue out. “It’s a joke.” She says. “Anyhow, gotta make sure my dad and I are on the same page for the development of the ship.” She opens the door and closes it behind her, a barely audible cheer reaching your ears.

“A pleasure, huh?” Nappa says with a sardonic tone. “If I were you, I’d take her as a mate or wife or whatever you want with her already. You never know when you’ll see her again.”

You furrow your brow as you watch the door, half of you hoping to see her open it again with that gleeful smile. “I have priorities other than females, Nappa.” You reply then take a seat to enjoy some of this earthling ‘coffee’, it’s like energy pills from the Frieza force, but with an actual taste.

“Yeah yeah. So did I.” He says. Raditz looks at the two of you. “Well, I’ll go off to see if I can find out anything about my brother.” The long-haired Saiyan then leaves right out of the door and flies off.

“Wanna train?” Nappa says as you finish your coffee.

“Yeah.” You leave the cup on the table and get up, heading out with your warrior and second in command.

Bulma’s kick slams your lifted forearm with little impact, but you felt a strong and controlled ki surge and she returns swiftly to her fighting position. She exhales deeply and brings air back to her lungs, then she throws another, once more controlled and fierce, kick to your forearm. It’s interesting how energy works, even though you would compare her composure to that of a proper warrior, her impacts simply do nothing to you. There is much still to do.

“Good.” You say, blocking a few more of these kicks. You almost have to look at them to prepare your forearm, almost. “These are disciplined moves. Your energy does not dissipate wildly as you connect and you are maintaining your form.”

She returns to a battle position, and throws a fist forward, which you stop with your hand, she throws another which you stop with another hand then throw her back a few meters which she swiftly closes in to throw a flurry of fists towards you. Slow, predictable blows, but true blows. “How goes the gravity room?”

“Pretty well.” She says, coordinating her breathing with her next few blows, her blue ponytail flowing to the sides as she does so. “You’ll like it.” She says.

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You nod, you see her arm stretch for another blow, which you stop, but you’re surprised to see her take hold of your arm and put her back against your chest, she starts lifting you by the held arm. She actually does. You take hold of yourself and swiftly spur some energy from within to throw her off with a gust of wind, you’re in a horizontal position in the air, keeping yourself from hitting the ground. You take a hand to your head and lay there as if you were laying on a sofa.

“What was that about?” You say.

Bulma caresses her butt, which slammed itself pretty hard on the ground. “Just wanted to see if I could take you by surprise.”

She furrows her brows and looks at you with a smile. It’s intense. You feel something in that stare. You sit on the air, crossing your arms and legs and chuckle heartily. “Hmph.” You utter. “I see it in you now.”

She removes some dust from her face. “See what?”

“The spirit of a warrior.” You reply. “You must’ve seen it in your earthling friends’ faces sometimes. That one stare of pure dedication, of enjoyment of the fight and battle.”
She shrugs. “I don’t get it.”

“Perhaps you will see it in my own face, if we ever fight as –almost- equals.” You reply with sarcasm.

“You little…” She runs forward and jumps to kick you, you block it with a leg and throw your palm forward, it stops quite a ways away from her face.

But a gust of wind rises from your palm and Bulma feels it slap against her face, throwing her once more to the ground. You know you didn’t do much harm, the energy merely pushed her back, still, you almost feel like approaching her to check.

“What was that?” She says, scrubbing her hair.

“The round alien taught me this technique aboard the ship.” You throw a fist upwards and a gust of wind kicks off, throwing dust and leaves around in a whirl. “The Way of the Wind, I think it had a more complex name, doesn’t matter though.”

“Olond, you mean?” She replies.

“Yes. You’re acquainted?”

“Not really, but we did live on the same ship for three months. He’s quiet like Piccolo, but more respectful.” She says as she gets off the ground.

“Yes, he and the Namekian have similarities.” You say as you land on the ground. “Now, for your test.”

She steels herself, standing up straight.

“You must let your energy flow outside of your body this time, but you must still maintain a control over it.” You lift off the ground, your feet hanging limp after moving half a meter up. “Notice the energy flowing under my feet, it only moves swiftly when I move, but otherwise it merely maintains me up in the air, keeping a stillness.”

“Like an engine that accelerates and stops?” She says.

You tilt your head in thought. “Somewhat, yes.”

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>>5440481
She concentrates for a minute. You see some energy swirling under her. “Now move it up, but not into your body.” You say, crossing your arm.

It takes her another whole minute, sweat trickling through her face, her mouth twitching around from the intensity of her effort. You sigh, she failed again.

Then her feet lift off the ground.

You look at it wide-eyed. It only lasts five seconds, Bulma is so concentrated on her energy that she does not even realize it, the energy suddenly dissipates and you notice that something is off with her. You fly forward in an instant to take hold of her so she does not slam onto the ground.

She’s breathing heavily, an uncoordinated breathing, her chest rises and falls as it lays on your arms. She looks at you, wet with sweat and with a tired expression. “I fucked it up again?” She says, barely able to string together the words.

You look at her, not knowing what you should feel exactly right now. “No.” You say. “You flew.”

== END OF CHAPTER 6: OLD FRIENDS, NEW POWERS ==

The next chapter will follow right now, just felt it was a good end for this one.

== BEGINNING OF CHAPTER 7: THE Z-FIGHTERS RETURN, SET OFF FOR SADALA STATION! ==

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>>5440483
It’s been around 3 months since your return to Earth. You get off your bed, bid good morning to Nappa and Raditz, have some more of that earthling coffee and get out of your house to sit on your porch’s chair for a little bit.

The ‘Saiyan neighborhood’ wakes up along with you. There’s Calava, who waves at you for an instant as she stretches and flies off. Kalabash is kissing Gisa goodbye and his kid Oshe goodbye, then he flies off along with Rokka. The Saiyan newcomers have been training together for a good while too.

Raditz comes out of the house, scratching his long mane with his sole arm. “Good morning, my prince.” He says. “I’ll be off to train with Piccolo.”

Nappa slaps him on the back of the head. “You mean the Namekian, right?”

Raditz glares at him. “Sod off.” He flies off, the air booming as he breaks the sound barrier.

You chuckle, as does Nappa, who sits on a chair of his own, there is a comical disparity between the seated and his seat.

“We’ll be off soon.” Nappa says.

“Yes.” You reply.

A gust of wind passes by the hills where you settled on Earth. It’s a pleasant one, you breathe in the fresh air that contrasts so perfectly with the light heat emanating from this world’s sun. It’s rather idyllic.

You see a silhouette forming in the distance. It’s Bulma, flying towards your home. It’s still a small speed, but as you come into view, she starts twirling around to show off her newfound ability to control herself in the air. Simply propelling yourself up and forward is one thing, but being able to do tricks in the air is another. Still, she has a piece of armor similar to yours on, just in case she lands a bit too abruptly.

“She hasn’t stopped since she got it, hasn’t she?” Nappa asks.

“I don’t know if she’s even touched the ground in the past two months.” You reply.

She landed in front of both of you as if she were an acrobat finishing a séance in front of a crowd. You both sat there and watched her.

“You’ve progressed.” You say.

“Progressed?!” She yells. She puts a prideful hand to her chest. “I’m a pure prodigy!”

You raise an eyebrow. “Prodigy? Have you broken the sound barrier yet?”

You notice her raising an eyebrow of her own, she crosses her arms and does not seem to puff her chest so much anymore. “The sound barrier?” She says. “Well, if I did that I’d just tear my eardrums, so…”

“Your human friends were able to do it without destroying their hearing.”

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>>5440611
A twitch in your milky eye tells you that something is coming from your right. It’s a weak power level flying towards you, only slightly stronger than Bulma’s. From the speed and instability of the energy, you can tell that its owner is mad and about to attack you. You cross your arms and sigh. Who’s the idiot weakling that would attack you-?

In an instant, Bulma takes position at your right, she blocks a flying kick from a woman and the strength of the blow sends her flying back, almost touching you. The woman who just attacked you takes an eastern fighting stance and glares at Bulma.

“Where’s my son?” The woman says. You deign to look at that human and see… Kakarot’s wife?

“What?” You say. You and Nappa have not even moved from your seats, Nappa seems to be half-dozed off.

“Don’t play me for a fool.” The earthling says with venom in her tone.

“Chi-chi. What’s up with you?” Bulma exclaims. “Vegeta didn’t do anything!”

“You’re on the same side as the aliens who would’ve conquered our planet had they not been almost dead on arrival?” This so-called Chi-chi says. “I thought better of you, Bulma.”

“Sides?” Bulma says. “What are you talking about? We are all on the same side!”

“That spiky-haired bastard threw my son at a spaceship! How are they on our side?”

“He was turned into an Oozaru.” You reply. “It could not have killed him.”

That seems to tick something off in the woman, who flies forward to try and ram her fist into your face, but Bulma stops her, taking hold of her arm, she then twirls on her ankle and sends Chi-chi back to where she started.

“Where did you learn that? Your ‘Saiyan’ boyfriend teach you?” The angry human says.

You see that Nappa was faking his being asleep as he smirks, he tries to hide it by looking left.

Bulma looks at Chi-chi straight in the eyes. “Yes, and he doesn’t know where Gohan is.”

Did she say yes to the boyfriend part too? You smile. Funny.

The woman seems to slowly drop her fighting stance. “I swear that if you are lying to me about this, I’ll have your head.”

“Have my head?” Bulma says more relaxed, putting her arms to her waist, incredulous. “Chi-chi, you know we’re almost in the 8th century, right? You should go to the city more often.”

Then suddenly, high power levels pop into the Earth. You get up at that very instant as does Nappa. For a moment you are tense, for you do not recognize this sudden power, but…

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>>5440615
It’s Kakarot.

You furrow your brows and clench your fists as you look to the skies. Bulma and Chi-chi have noticed it too. After a few minutes, six more silhouettes are in the Saiyan neighborhood.

You see Kakarot at the center of the group, he looks at you dead in the (only) eye as he slows down to a stop, and he has a thirst for battle that you had not seen in very long. How amusing. You smirk.

“It’s been a while, Kakarot.”

“Right back at ‘cha.” He says. Along with him are his son, Gohan, now bearing a different, determined expression, then the small bald one, the one with the long hair and a scar, the one with the third eye, and the one that looks more like a doll than a human being. Are those last two even human?

Chi-chi jumps up to see her child, she takes hold of Gohan’s cheek. “Oh, my Gohan!” She says. “I thought you were dead for sure. I looked for you all around the globe! Do you know how many bad people I had to fight to find out if something happened to you?” She hugs him deeply.

“I’m fine mom.” Gohan says.

The short bald one looks at Kakarot. “W-wait… You didn’t tell Chi-chi?!”

Kakarot scratches his head. “Hey Gohan, c’mon, you told me that you told her we were leaving.”

“I… uh…” Gohan replies.

Chi-chi flies right towards Kakarot’s face and yells at him angrily. “How is it HIS responsibility to tell me that you’re taking him away to heavens-know-where to do heavens-knows-what!” She puts a finger to his chest. “You are the adult here you good-for-nothing.”

Kakarot brings his palms to calm her down. “Hey, c’mon Chi-chi. It was only a year! Plus, look how strong he is now!”

It is true, the child is almost as strong as Calava.

“Oh, of course! One day you go: ‘Hey love, we’re to find the Dra-‘” She stops herself, stares at you, then back at Kakarot to continue. “Then the next you and Gohan are gone for a WHOLE year! Did he even study?!”

“We took books with us!” Kakarot replies.

You take a look at the human fighters, the strongest human is clearly the three eyed one, almost 3.000, you’d wager, while his diminute companion is barely over 1.500. Still a large increase from where they were a year ago.

After a few minutes arguing, the earthling seems to calm down and join the humans in their line in front of you. Kakarot speaks to you once more.

“Vegeta, I see you and your friends have grown stronger too.”

You smile. “So we have.”

He tilts his head to look behind him. “And not only that…”

Calava, Kalabash and Rokka appear behind the humans, not long after, so do Olond and Rasha.

Kakarot then looks back at you. “… you’ve got new friends too.”

“The ones with tails are Saiyans.” You say. “The others are former members of the Frieza Force.”

“That’s pretty interesting.” Kakarot turns around and greets them. “Hey guys, I’m Goku, the Saiyan from Earth!”

Rokka looks at him amazed. “Daddy!” She says, pulling on Kalabash’s suit. “He’s almost as strong as prince Vegeta!”

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>>5440617
So he is, he’s surpassed Rasha’s power level, that’s for sure. You can see the amazement in your former enemy’s face as he looks at Kakarot.

“And how come you’ve grown so powerful?” You say. “Have you had your own deadly fight while we were away?”

“You could say that.” Kakarot says. “I’ve been itching for a round two with you, Vegeta.”

It’s tempting, to say the least. Plus, you could gauge Kakarot’s strength before departing for Sadala Station.

Bulma looks at the two of you. “Seriously? One year without seeing each other and you’re gonna fight? Of all things?”

>”I’m sure many of us are itching for a battle. Let those who are willing fight duels with one another. See which side is strongest.” You’ve been craving another battle since leaving Vertes, your followers will be able to prove themselves too.
>”Alright Kakarot, one on one, you and I.” The rest will likely not fight if not spurred on by you, not that there’s a need for them to do so anyhow.
>”I’m afraid you’ll have to wait, Kakarot, I am about to depart once more and I’d rather stay fresh.”

>>5440622
>”I’m sure many of us are itching for a battle. Let those who are willing fight duels with one another. See which side is strongest.” You’ve been craving another battle since leaving Vertes, your followers will be able to prove themselves too.

>>5440630
Supporting. Duels for everyone!

>>5440622
>”I’m sure many of us are itching for a battle. Let those who are willing fight duels with one another. See which side is strongest.” You’ve been craving another battle since leaving Vertes, your followers will be able to prove themselves too.

>>5440630
>>5440728
>>5440863
I've doomed my thread to a rolling hell (because, ofc, all fighters will get a roll by anons).

Locked to lotsa duels

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The Namekian, Raditz and Turles fly in as you’re about to speak, the former is brought up to speed by the small bald one, while the latter two are informed by Nappa.

”I’m sure many of us are itching for a battle. Let those who are willing fight duels with one another. See which side is strongest.” You say.

Kakarot smiles and does a few stretches in anticipation. “Like a tournament?” He says.

“We don’t have time for that.” You reply. “A league would fit better.”

Everyone looks at everyone else on the other side. You notice that the human with the scar steps up first towards… Calava?

“I’ll fight you.” He says as he points towards the Saiyan.

She laughs delightfully. “Oh, you will rue the day you’ve uttered those words, weakling.” She says.

Kakarot looks at the human. “Are you sure about this, Yamcha?”

The one called Yamcha nods. “Yeah.”

The three-eyed one looks at Nappa. “I will be your opponent.” He says.

Nappa laughs heartily. “Hahaha! You?!” He lowers his laugh down to a chuckle. “I’m not the type to hold back, fool.

The three-eyed human smiles. “That is why exactly why I picked you.”

Nappa smiles deviously and stares right at him. “Interesting…”

The Namekian looks at Turles, who shrugs. Seems like they’re gonna fight too.

Then Rokka surprises you by approaching the small doll-looking human. “And I’m taking you on!” She says. Kalabash takes hold of her and reprimands her: “What are you doing?”

“I accept.” The small doll-guy-child-whatever says.

The rest, meanwhile, seem to be getting ready for the light show.

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>>5440906
>>5440919
>>5440906
=== THE FIRST SHOWDOWN OF TEAM GOKU VS TEAM VEGETA ===
It seems we’re about to have an all-out brawl between two rival groups! Which side will be the strongest?!

Here is our current roster of fights!

Rokka VS Chiaotzu
Yamcha VS Calava
Nappa VS Tienshinhan
Piccolo VS Turles
Vegeta VS Kakarot

How could the humans ever compete?! Our power levels are so much higher! Maybe they have some sort of hidden trick?

Let's see first, what level of effort should I put into this FIRST SHOWDOWN?

>Please no, let's chill and focus on Vegeta VS Kakarot, QM rolls the rest and call out interesting moments so we don't get bogged down too long.
>Actually fuck it, let's have fun. Fights happen one after the other, each gets a few short posts and characters get their own rolls by players! Except maybe Rokka VS Chiaotzu, that one might be boring (unless?)
>Another proposal?

>>5440925
While a full on one by one thing might be a little slow, I think it'd look fuckin great for later reading. I'm gonna try my best to make each fight interesting and unique, perhaps even giving new techniques to characters that may not have signature techniques (Calava and Rokka come to mind).

Krillin does not participate because he'd probably wreck Kalabash.

I'll let this decision stew for a while, see if both EU friends and USA friends can get their votes and opinions in on how to progress.

>>5440925
>Please no, let's chill and focus on Vegeta VS Kakarot, QM rolls the rest and call out interesting moments so we don't get bogged down too long.
Save us from roll hell

>>5440936
Technically wouldn't be a total roll hell if fights go one by one, ~4 rolls per fight maybe which would make like 16 rolls total? That is quite a bit lol

>>5440925
>Actually fuck it, let's have fun. Fights happen one after the other, each gets a few short posts and characters get their own rolls by players! Except maybe Rokka VS Chiaotzu, that one might be boring (unless?)

Rolled 42, 11, 36, 43, 33, 23, 61, 29, 45, 13, 99, 6, 80, 38, 65, 46, 22, 54, 82, 88, 20, 63, 2, 50, 61 = 1112 (25d100)

>>5440925
>>Actually fuck it, let's have fun. Fights happen one after the other, each gets a few short posts and characters get their own rolls by players! Except maybe Rokka VS Chiaotzu, that one might be boring

>>5440925
>>Actually fuck it, let's have fun. Fights happen one after the other, each gets a few short posts and characters get their own rolls by players! Including and especially Rokka VS Chiaotzu.

>>5440906
I don't have an opinion one way or the other honestly.

>>5440925
>Actually fuck it, let's have fun. Fights happen one after the other, each gets a few short posts and characters get their own rolls by players! Except maybe Rokka VS Chiaotzu, that one might be boring (unless?)

>>5440925
>Actually fuck it, let's have fun. Fights happen one after the other, each gets a few short posts and characters get their own rolls by players! Except maybe Rokka VS Chiaotzu, that one might be boring (unless?)

Then let's get into roll hell!

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The whole group flew towards the arid wastelands and took positions on ground, rock and air.

The first to step up to fight was the human with the scar. You can tell that he has a little over half of Calava’s power. With a great deal of luck, he could beat her.

You see him crack his knuckles, then his neck. “Alright, are you ready?” He asks.

She takes a hand to her mouth to stifle her laugh slightly, but still wanting to be heard, she then speaks. “Are you sure about this, earthling? Unlike the rest of the Saiyans here, I’ve yet to be mellowed out into pitying your sorry power levels.” Her stare turns, you see a true bloodlust in her eyes. “I will not have mercy on you.” She says. “You will hurt.”

You see a hint of worry on the earthling called Yamcha. But he strikes a fighting pose and steels himself swiftly. “I thought we had just run across prideful, evil Saiyans when we met the others a year ago but it seems you guys are just that way.”

Calava smirks. “Oh, you don’t even know half of it.”

Yamcha raises his hand and beckons. “Come and get me.”

Calava then rushes forward and Yamcha assumes a peculiar stance as she closes the gap.

How will Yamcha and Calava’s fight start?! Let’s find out!

Each character gets a best of two so I need two rolls for Yamcha and two for Calava! Call out who you're rolling for in the post! Rolls that don't call out will go to Yamcha until he got his two rolls, and then to Calava until she gets hers. (This system is subject to change in case it bogs down stuff too much.)

Rolled 41, 79 = 120 (2d100)

>>5441359
Yamcha

>>5441369
Forgot to mention that it's only one d100 per anon (so two anons roll for Yamcha, and two anons roll for Calava). Since I fucked it up, I'll take your largest roll (79) for Yamcha.

Rolled 48 (1d100)

>>5441359
GET'EM CALAVA

Rolled 23 (1d100)

>>5441359
Yamcha

Rolled 14 (1d100)

>>5441359
Last roll, so this one is Calava's

>>5441371
>>5441393
Holy shit Yamcha actually won

>>5441470
Don't forget power level differences but yeah that's a difference of 31 between their rolls.

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Yamcha: 79

Calava: 48

The wolf is out and about. Update will come later today as I got a busy afternoon.

>>5441480
I was assuming they were hiding their true power levels so the differences weren't as great as they appear. Also power levels are bullshit.

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Calava throws a fist forward, a very simple blow with which she intends to end the battle quickly, but Yamcha dodges, maintaining a strong stance. Calava’s fist tears through the ground and she looks to her opponent. She cowers for a moment, as she feels like she is looking at a wolf that has just caught its prey.

“Wolf fang fist!”

Yamcha delivers a blow to her stomach with a strange half-closed palm, then one to her face and a kick to her side that sends her flying. Calava crashes onto the ground, sending dust into the air, she redresses herself, leaving a knee on the ground to keep stable. Yamcha comes right out of the barrier of dust delivering more and more blows. They are slow, but each is meticulously placed, to the gut, to the head, to the knee and elbow.

Eventually, an already bruised Calava catches on to the technique and starts redirecting some of the blows and blocking others, eventually she is able to find an opening as Yamcha thrusts towards her arm. She blocks that blow and throws her fist forward with all her might, her whole body accompanying the blow. Yamcha blocks with his spare arm but he is still sent flying off into the sky. Calava takes a breather but Yamcha does not waste time, he throws his hands back, gathering between them a mass of blue energy. You remember that technique, Kakarot used it against you, it seems to be common to all these strong earthlings.

“Kamehameha!” He yells and throws his hands forward, a large beam hurling towards a surprised Calava, whose expression turns to panic, she puts her arms in front of her and stops the beam from hitting her whole body. It is a strong move, one that harnesses the user’s power perfectly. You see how Kakarot and his group watch the match with smiles on their faces, Nappa also does not seem too impressed, but you see a trickle of sweat on Raditz’ forehead, and Kalabash’s mouth is agape. The beam dissipates after a few seconds. Yamcha’s breath is long and arduous, and he’s intently watching the spot where Calava is.

Calava falls to her knees and spits some blood, she then falls forward onto her elbows. She scratches the ground with her fingernails and slams it with a closed fist before getting up. You see how her face has switched from bloodlust to unbridled rage. You tense up and ready yourself in case you have to stop her. This is not like that last duel with Kakarot where Saiyans could go as hard as they wanted, that human would die if he received a similar beating.

Yamcha resumes his fighting stance and Calava is about to spring towards him.


Same as before:

Each character gets a best of two. Each anon rolls once. I need two rolls for Yamcha and two for Calava! Call out who you're rolling for in the post! Rolls that don't call out will go to Yamcha until he got his two rolls, and then to Calava until she gets hers. (This system is subject to change in case it bogs down stuff too much.)

Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>5441612
Rolling for Yam

Rolled 34 (1d100)

>>5441612
GET'EM CALAVA

Rolled 71 (1d100)

>>5441612
Don't make this a repeat of the saibaman battle, Yamcha

Rolled 79 (1d100)

>>5441612
Calava

>>5441629
Yamcha: 86

Calava: 79

Calava is already in pretty bad shape, but she can hold her own perfectly!

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Calava flies forward, her anger causes her purple aura to be unleashed, dancing around her erratically, small strings of electricity popping up around her. She throws punches, kicks, and energy beams at Yamcha, each of them causing a large boom as they hammer his arms. Yamcha’s movements are strange… You check around the battlefield and see why, he has some sort of energy ball hanging around which he controls through the movements of his hands and arms, but he is too focused blocking blows. Calava is constantly attacking him and he has no time to move the energy ball back towards her.

Yamcha is getting visibly exhausted and Calava clearly notices this. You notice that as she throws each blow, she gathers energy into them as she throws back her fists, small balls of purple energy surround her fists like training gloves and are unleashed every time she attacks Yamcha. The human then dashes back and Calava launches herself forward with a crazed expression. You take a step forward to go and stop her from causing a mess, but Yamcha does a swift movement with his arm and fingers, stretching it forward then back and the ball flies right into Calava’s back.

It hits her, she yells in pain, blood pouring out of her mouth. She almost falls down, unable to keep her handle on the energy that keeps her in flight, but her anger gets the better of her and she dashes forward again. The human is clearly surprised by this and she throws her fist into his gut with one final outburst of purple energy gloving her hand. He blocks, but you can hear something snap and Yamcha yells, he takes hold of his broken arm and Calava falls down to the ground right after, exhausted from her last outburst.

You furrow your brow, had the human not properly blocked that blow, she likely could’ve torn something inside of him. She is undisciplined, utterly undisciplined. Reminds you of… you from way back.

Yamcha watches Calava get off the ground again. They stare at each other for a few seconds, both breathing heavily, clearly battered and bloodied.

“Come here sweetie.” She says, removing some blood from the corner of her mouth and spitting some more away. “By the time I’m done with you, your bones will be back in place.” Though she talks much, you can see that her energy is waning, she is completely spent.

You’re surprised to see Kakarot get out of his spot and fly towards the battlefield. “That’s enough.” He says. “You’re both clearly hurt.”

Calava looks at you. You nod. She grits her teeth for a few seconds then returns to your side. Rokka seems to be clearly worried for her health, Calava pats her head, telling her she’s fine.

She then looks at you, Nappa, Raditz and Turles. “You should’ve let me finish him.” She says.

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>>5441695
“Oh, stop your prattling.” You say, tired of her antics. “You have made the same mistake that Nappa made, you underestimated the earthling. Had you taken this fight more seriously, you would’ve won handily.”

She furrows her brow, staring right into your only good eye, then sits down on a rock, crestfallen.

Yamcha returns with his companions, who seem to congratulate him for a job well done after worrying over the state of his arm. It’ll heal.

Kakarot yells towards your group. “We’ll consider that one a tie, or unresolved, I guess?”

“Whatever.” You reply.

The next contestants are… the Namekian steps up. Turles was leaning onto a rock wall with his arms crossed, when he sees the Namekian stepping up, he stands up and heads towards him.

The two eye each other, after an instant, two swirls of energy appear around them. Purple Turles, and a white aura for the Namekian.

It's time for Turles and Piccolo to duke it out!

Same as before:

Each character gets a best of two. Each anon rolls once. I need two rolls for Yamcha and two for Calava! Call out who you're rolling for in the post! Rolls that don't call out will go to Yamcha until he got his two rolls, and then to Calava until she gets hers. (This system is subject to change in case it bogs down stuff too much.)

Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>5441699
I don't think you still want rolls for Yamcha and Calava, King. anyway rolling for Evil Goku

>>5441701
True true, for Piccolo and Turles.

Rolled 69 (1d100)

>>5441699
For the other guy!

Rolled 65 (1d100)

>>5441699
Rolling for Doc

>>5441706
For Big Green? Big 69. Thanks doc.

Rolled 17 (1d100)

>>5441699
Whoever needs a last roll

>>5441761

Turles: 84

Piccolo: 69 (thanks doc)

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The two stand at a great length from each other. Piccolo prepares various balls of energy in his hands which he lays all around him. The Hellzone Grenade. Turles watches each of them reach their position. He then flies off, up and to the right, while Piccolo stays in his mine field.

Turles joins up his hands and forms a circumference with them right in front of his chest. He charges up ki and forms a circle of energy, electricity flowing within it. He brings it up above his head and it expands greatly, he then throws it forward towards the energy balls.

The Namekian did not seem to expect much from this strange circle, but he is surprised to see it start dissipating his energy mines, by the time he realizes Turles’ plan, it is far too late. He slashes the slow circle in half and it dissipates, right behind it was Turles, who flew straight for him using the path cleared by his technique.

Turles’ fist slams into Piccolo’s arms as he protects himself. He launches himself backwards but stops halfway through his jump as he would otherwise hit his own mines, he dissipates the energy and the split second it takes for him to do so, Turles uses it to approach him and continue hitting him. Some hits land and some don’t, but those that land clearly bruise the Namekian and even break his skin, purple blood dropping from the wounds.

Piccolo stretches out his arm swiftly and uses it to grab Turles by the waist, lifting him up and attempting to slam him to the ground, but Turles breaks out in the middle of the air and throws an open palm towards a distant Piccolo. A large purple beam fires off from Turles’ hand and Piccolo answers with his own, the two beams clash and Turles’ purple energy begins to overwhelm Piccolo’s. He dashes out of the beam clash, burning his right arm in the process.

He’s breathing heavily, and Turles looks at him with some disdain from his spot up in the air. Turles crosses his arms and waits, as if expecting Piccolo to surrender, but he does not, he strikes his battle pose again.

It seems Piccolo is losing this battle! Turles' overwhelming power level is leaving him without options.


We roll again! Will Big Green actually turn this around or is Turles' victory guaranteed?

Each character gets a best of two. Each anon rolls once. I need two rolls for Piccolo and two for Turles! Call out who you're rolling for in the post! Rolls that don't call out will go to Piccolo until he got his two rolls, and then to Turles until she gets hers. (This system is subject to change in case it bogs down stuff too much.)

Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>5441784
GODDAMNIT GREEN BEAN, GET'EM

Rolled 41 (1d100)

Finish Piccolo now, will he go Super Namekian?

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>>5441789
oh my god

Rolled 78 (1d100)

>>5441789
The daily dose has arrived
Rolling just in case Turles also gets a crit, either success or failure

>>5441789
WHAT?! 100?!?! THAT CAN'T POSSIBLY BE RIGHT!

Rolled 41 (1d100)

>>5441699
Rolling for whoever is left. Uhhhh.

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Piccolo: 100

Turles: 78

You know what it is.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zo5l-1r8OMo

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Piccolo heads straight for Turles, he engages him but the Saiyan can easily block and counter his attacks. It seems the Namekian is desperate to try and find an opening and he receives many blows until he finally gets a kick into Turles’ head which stuns him for a moment, you see him retreat back in that instant and use what little time he has to setup his Hellzone Grenade around him once more. The Namekian takes two fingers to his forehead and starts charging his energy.

Turles watches him, his frustration growing. “Are you a complete fool? Why would you even use that same trick twice?” He yells. “I know exactly what you’re planning! You’re going to keep yourself safe in that turtle shell while you charge your damn laser beam!”

Piccolo is still charging, looking at Turles straight in the eyes.

“But I’m no fool.” Turles says. “I’m sure you’ve got something else planned. Perhaps you want me to repeat my earlier action.” He charges up his Ring Beam again, lifting it above his head and throwing it down, destroying part of the Hellzone. He seems to get hype, his eyes wide open and a toothy smile on his face. “Now I’ll end this! Prepare yourself!”

Turles creates a huge ball of purple energy above his head, enough to set off a gigantic explosion. It might be overdoing it a bit, but the Namekian deserves it if he was this foolish.

Turles hurls the ball with a victorious laugh echoing through the valley. Then you see Piccolo yell,

“Unlock!”

You look around surprised for Rasha, though he and Olond are not here. Piccolo’s muscles grow exponentially, the veins in his head seem to be about to pop off and a huge tornado of energy surrounds him. Turles’ smile wanes and he takes a step back. “What?!”

“MAKKANKOSAPO!” Piccolo throws his fingers forward, a thick beam of energy fires from his two fingers, surrounded by two other beams rotating in orbit around the main one.

“Impossible.” You utter, your warriors are looking at this astonished. It should’ve taken him minutes of energy gathering to muster this attack!

The beam tears right through Turles’ energy bomb and makes it dissipate in the air harmlessly, it flies straight for his heart and the Saiyan puts his hands forward to protect himself. You see the beam pierce his arm straight through his arm, tearing flesh, muscle and bone and for a moment you fear the worst but as soon as it breaks through his alloyed armor and burns the skin near his heart, the beam dissipates, doing no further damage.

Turles looks astonished at the hole in his armor and then back to Piccolo. He closes his eyes and looks down. “You won.” He says, then he flies back down towards your group.

Piccolo is breathing heavily, he has not moved since he fired that beam. You realize that he used Rasha’s Unlock technique to instantly pour out all of his energy into this one attack.

And it worked.

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>>5441888
Trips for Piccolo being cool.

Fuck it, Piccolo gets a +1.000 power level boost for his crit, and can now use Unlock. Thank your doc for your daily dose.

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>>5441891
The Namekian takes one step and stumbles. You watch Kakarot’s son fly down towards him. “Mister Piccolo!” He says, his voice fraught with worry. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine.” Piccolo responds, but he leans himself on the child. Gohan takes him and flies back towards Kakarot's group.

Amazing. That is all you can think. Was it a last ditch effort or did he goad Turles from the start? Honestly, even you would’ve fallen for this trick, not knowing that he had access to a new power. The Namekian shows much promise, and you wouldn’t mind having him on your side for a while longer.

Kalabash is tending Turles’ arm wound when the next contestant steps forward. It’s the three-eyed human, Tienshinhan. Nappa cracks his knuckles and steps up. Normally you’d see a big smile drawn on his face, knowing he is about to pummel a weakling with a quarter of his power level. But he is somber, stoic, he takes his battle stance as does Tienshinhan and the two take steps to the side, eyeing each other up.

The strongest human VS the second strongest Saiyan (Turles doesn't count, he cheated)! Who will be victorious in this one-sided battle?! Let the rolls decide!

Each character gets a best of two. Each anon rolls once. I need two rolls for Tienshinhan and two for Nappa! Call out who you're rolling for in the post! Rolls that don't call out will go to Tienshinhan until he got his two rolls, and then to Nappa until he gets his. (This system is subject to change in case it bogs down stuff too much.)

Rolled 6 (1d100)

>>5441895
Rolling for the strongest human

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>>5441895
And here's the more serious poster for this battle. Our boy Tien deserves it, he's gonna fight a guy four times as strong as him.

Rolled 65 (1d100)

>>5441895
Let's go Nappa!

Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>5441895
NAPPA CAST FIST!

also, Good night QM.

Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>5441895
last roll for Tien

>>5442041
Well, that was a turnaround

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Tien: 86

Nappa: 65

It's time to show off new strats.

I hope we end up with cavala. People want bulma for trunks wanking.

Damn, team earthling is rolling. I hope we can turn it around.
>>5442173
Trunks is only a part of it. Bulma has always been best DB girl.

>>5442178
Sucks that Launch just disappeared. At least I have the other db quest for that.

>>5442178
Oof

>>5442182
Launch is still around but she's not gonna be too relevant in a Vegeta Quest, we got Bulma and Saiyan waifus for that.

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Nappa is watching the triclops with caution. Tien is the first to make a move with a technique of his own, he crosses his arms in front of him and suddenly three more silhouettes appear, breaking away from his body, they turn into three other Tiens, beings of what seems like pure energy. You notice that he divided his strength into four for this, it seems like an inefficient choice when faced with one single enemy.

“Is this a game of guess the correct triclops?” Nappa says, then he opens his mouth wide and fires a Mouth Beam, tearing through the ground where the four Tiens are. Three of them fly away, but one is torn by the blast. The three that remain take positions around Nappa, taking their hands in open palms to their foreheads.

Nappa realizes what is about and tries to look away, but everywhere he looks one of the Tiens is ready to get right in front of him again.

“Solar Flare!”

You see Nappa take his hands to his eyes in what seems like excruciating pain. He grits his teeth and curses under his breath while Tien’s clones dissipate and the original takes a position up in the air, putting his hands into a triangle.

“You little…” Nappa says. “No more playing around.” As he scratches his eyes with one hand, he takes another and lifts two fingers up. Sparks of electricity surround them and soon a concentrated wave of energy appears and expands outwards, causing a huge explosion all around him. Most of the fighters here present retreat at the sight of it, terrified by the huge crater forming right around Nappa. You are first hit by the wind rushing away from the energy with the strength of a tornado, then the energy blast approaches, you put a hand forward and block the attack, though you soon find that you have to slam your foot into the ground and use both of your hands to stop it from swallowing you up.

You watch Tienshinhan, who is surprised by the raw brutality of the attack. He takes his hands forward and attempts to block the wave of energy though you can see it’s getting through his defenses. Even with the defeaning sound of the destruction around you, you can hear him yell as he gathers strength.

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>>5442204
“Kaioken!”

Tien’s body and aura turn completely red, his veins crop up and his muscles grow, a huge energy signature emanates from him and his body stops giving in to Nappa’s dreadful explosion. He even stops blocking, as much as it may hurt him to do so, this technique is still a broad explosion of energy, not a concentrated one. With his newfound power, he can handle the damage it’s causing.

He struggles to get his hands into a triangle, and as Nappa’s explosion ends, your elite warrior is surprised to see Tien about to use another technique.

“Kikoho!” A triangle of energy expands from his hands and engulfs Nappa whole. Nappa tries to block, but he’s slammed into the ground from which he bounces, his armor torn around multiple parts. “Kikoho!” Tien yells again and catches Nappa on the ground, bouncing him again and tearing through more of his arm, parts of the energy tearing through his flesh and muscle.

You see Tien sweating, having spent much energy in the last few seconds, and Nappa was clearly hurt by that so-called Kikoho, he spits some blood to the ground and clears his mouth. “I see.” Nappa says. “You guys finally got some spunk in you.” He takes his battle stance, charging up. “Then come and get some!”

>>5442208
The usual!

Each character gets a best of two. Each anon rolls once. I need two rolls for Tienshinhan and two for Nappa! Call out who you're rolling for in the post! Rolls that don't call out will go to Tienshinhan until he got his two rolls, and then to Nappa until he gets his. (This system is subject to change in case it bogs down stuff too much.)

Rolled 10 (1d100)

>>5442209
Rolling for bladie (the human one)

Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>5442209
Saiyan pride galaxy wide

>>5442208
>tearing through more of his arm
more of his armor*

Rolled 13 (1d100)

Tenshinhan

Seems Tian spent too much energy on his trick to deal with Nappa going all out

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>>5442215
He's still our strongest human

>>5442216
<insert strongest human vs weakest sayian meme here>

Rolled 1 (1d100)

Nappa

>>5442219
lmao

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>>5442219

I'm sorry nappa

The dice gods are unjust

>>5442230
The best part is that Tian won with a 13.
Does it count as a victory if you opponent just trips?
>>5442218
Also it makes this real, but in a completely different way then intended

>>5442219
that's not very cash money of you

>>5442232
Both just fall over, it's just that tien falls over last

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The two rush towards each other and enter into a swift brawl, the speed of which leaves many on the ground behind. You can see Calava struggling to keep up with the action. Nappa gets a few good hits into Tien while he lands a few devastating punches on Nappa’s chest and gut, the strength of them being enough to knock the wind off of him.

Nappa holds to his gut and takes a few steps back, the wind knocked out of him. Tien then charges up his strength even more and with a powerful yell, two arms erupt out of his back and he dashes forward again. He starts pummeling Nappa, who already had a hard time keeping up with the two arms, now against four he is getting beat. The two upper arms hammer his face constantly, while the two lower ones concentrate on his gut. It’s a veritable flurry of punches, never had you seen someone getting hit so many times in so little time.

Finally Nappa seems to get ahold of himself, he locks Tien’s arms after guessing his next attacks, then he rotates, the wind getting pushed around as Nappa prepares to launch Tien, he does so, throwing him in the air.

“I won’t allow this!” Nappa yells. “Get ready to have a taste of my Break Cannon!” He opens his mouth wide and starts charging up his mouth beam but… He can’t?!

He takes hold of his gut as he feels a pang of pain in his belly. You hear Calava’s voice behind you, “The human did something to Nappa’s diaphragm. I noticed it earlier when I fought with the scarred one, their hits are not powerful, but they know exactly where to hit you.”

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>>5442280
You furrow your brow, Nappa still trying to fire his Mouth Beam. Didn’t the fool notice that his own breathing was faltering?

“Give up!” You hear Tien yell from the skies, his four arms coupled into two different triangles.

Nappa glares at Tien. “I’m not done yet.” He says, his voice accompanied by blood pouring out of his mouth. “I’m not done yet!” He yells as his eyes charge up two beams which he fires right out of them towards Tien.

“Double…” Tien says, two triangles of yellow energy charge up in his hands. “Kikoho!” He yells, the two triangles join up into one forming a dazzling light that rivals what this planet’s sun provides, and this single triangle of pure energy tears right through Nappa’s eye beams. The corner of your mouth twitches in irritation as you watch it reach Nappa, pummel him to the ground and bury him under the ground, destroying all around him in what seems like a hundred meter radius. Dust, stone and dirt flies all around you, a huge shockwave forcing some of the spectators to hold their ground, though you and Kakarot both watch it completely still, unflinching.

When the light subsides. Tien’s Kaioken disappears, his muscles return to normal, as do his veins, and he falls limp through the air. The two small bald humans, Krillin and Chiaotzu, you think, grab him before he smashes the ground.

Meanwhile Nappa is laying unconscious in the middle of the crater, his armor torn and his whole body battered and bloody.

Kalabash watches the scene, utterly amazed. “So this is the power of the earthlings…”

“Tch.” You utter. “Raditz, Calava. Go and pick Nappa up.” You say, the two nod and fly out to get him.

Meanwhile, you look at Kakarot cross-armed. He flies and lands in front of you. “Two wins for us and one tie.”

You chuckle. “Hmph. If you want something done right…” You say.

You and Kakarot step into a part of the wasteland that has not been torn by battle. You stand there, arms crossed, and look at Kakarot. A gust of dry wind passes by. You strike your pose, as does Kakarot. It is time.


We will resume later to start our duel with Kakarot! Someone's got to defend our Saiyan pride after all.

>>5442281
Did Piccolos win really count as an earthling win? He was training with us the whole time and is also an alien.

>>5442282
That's what Goku says.

Who knows what'll happen if Piccolo hangs around you for long enough.

>>5442282
If so, we only won against ourselves.
I think the large amount of earthling wins is good for our new arrivals, to be honest. Seeing firsthand how earthlings are capable of defeating beings many times their power level will convince them that this planet is the key to defeating Freeza.
Of course, we’re not gonna give them a perfect score. Kakarot’s going down.

>>5442337
It works as proof that power levels are bullshit and that there's hope for weaker fighters to defeat stronger ones, as long as they use techniques instead of brute force.

>>5442337
>>5442341
Huh we've actually got ourselves a win/ win situation here. The losses reinforce what we said earlier about finding a different path away from just brute strength (nappas loss in particular was a great boon for that message). Any wins from brute force would easily be spun into the usual saiyan pride bullshit. Now with us vs kakarot it's a great display of the effectiveness of brute strength when applied with multiple techniques. Even if we lose to Goku we can spin it as us still learning this new methodology ourselves.

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And now we wait

>>5442432
Hopefully not for an year this time

>>5442432
>>5442439
Tomorrow! I'll write up until victoria 3 comes out

Does Raditz still only have one arm

>>5442494
He has thus far avoided losing his other one, yes.

Surely Bulma can hook him up with a workable prosthetic, right? Maybe nog Red Ribbon tech tier but close?

>>5442752
The earth isn't quite there in their tech level yet. Bear in mind the arm has to connect with the user in such a way that energy can flow through. AS an example Future Gohan didn't get a prosthetic arm even though Bulma was preparing a time machine.

That doesn't mean it's impossible though, technological levels are bullshit and you've got two savants on Earth.

>>5442752
If we get our hands on the dudes that rebuilt Freeza, then maybe.

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Kakarot stares at you dead on. A few seconds pass as you gauge each other’s power levels. He’s at around 16.000, half more than he was a year ago, while you stand at a healthy 25.000. A year ago, you would’ve considered this battle won, but now, you are wary. Kakarot and his crew have new tricks up their sleeves and if he has Tien’s ability, he may very well be able to increase his power level twofold.

Still, there is no point in standing around idly. It’s time to make a move.

>Ki Sword. You’ll cut him until he can’t stand anymore!
>Way of the Wind Martial Arts. Your punches will flow with the wind and it will carry your energy as strongly as if you were hitting him yourself.
>Energy Blast Volley. You can’t dodge when death is all that is around you!
>Galick Gun. You’ll start off strong, he’ll be eating dirt before using any of his new techniques!

>>5442828
>>Way of the Wind Martial Arts. Your punches will flow with the wind and it will carry your energy as strongly as if you were hitting him yourself.
Let's pace ourselves properly before flashing him with our Galick Gun

>>5442828
>>Way of the Wind Martial Arts. Your punches will flow with the wind and it will carry your energy as strongly as if you were hitting him yourself.
It's our newest weapon, it probably will catch him off guard

>>5442828
>Way of the Wind Martial Arts. Your punches will flow with the wind and it will carry your energy as strongly as if you were hitting him yourself.

>>5442828
>Start slowly with regular punches and kicks, probing his new defences and trying to provoke him into attacking first
Let’s not show our hand right off the bat, guys. We should keep Way of the Wind as a surprise range extender when we’re already in the thick of battle. That way, we can strike Kakarot when he thinks he’s safe and take further advantage of the confusion.

Let's see if Olond's strat works.

>>5442913
Alright anons, roll 1d100, best of three! Throw like your Saiyan pride depends on it.

Rolled 61 (1d100)

>>5442914

Rolled 28 (1d100)

>>5442914

>>5442914
For the motherland

Rolled (1d00)

>>5442936

>>5442938
Alright, clearly I forgot how to roll properly.

>>5442936
>>5442938
>>5442942
Third time's the charm anon

Rolled 14 (1d100)

>>5442914

>>5442938
dice+1d100, goes in the options field

Rolled 28 (1d100)

>>5442944
you be better off telling me proper then betting on my sleep deprived mind

>>5442945
See I did that and got >>5442938 but let's try again

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61/100

Good success. We're off to a good start!

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>>5442956
You have a strong desire to surprise Kakarot as the battle starts. You slam a foot to the ground, then the other, you concentrate on the flow of the wind around, its strength, its direction. First, you make a wide move with your arms to harness the wind around you, then you throw your fist forward towards a befuddled Kakarot who is wondering what your plan is.

Your power level is much stronger than Olond’s, and as you throw the air forward with your fist, a sonic boom occurs right in front of you. You see Kakarot getting slammed in the face as if your own fist connected against it. You launch more punches with slow, decisive movements, finalizing your flurry with a few kicks to the air. Each shattering the wind around you. This technique is rather loud, you’ve noticed.

Kakarot is hit by a few more of your blows. To the gut, chest, arm and once more in the head. He then starts to observe your body and predict the next blows to come, each of which he blocks ably.

“Nice move!” He yells, then he puts distance between you and him and begins to fly, you now have to predict where he will go due to the few seconds of travel time that the wind needs to reach him, something he realizes swiftly. He starts to gather energy in his hands, which forms into a rotating disc. “Kienzan!” He yells.

You open your palm and throw it down in a slicing motion, a swift and cutting gust of wind rushes towards the disc, tearing it in two. Kakarot is dashing towards you now, and though you are able to launch two or three more air punches, he blocks them.

You smirk. He’s rushing into a melee.

>Ki Sword. If he wants a melee, he'll have it.
>Energy Blast Volley. He won't be dodging this one.
>Rushed Gallick Gun.
>Explosive Wave. You won't let him get close to overwhelm you!

>>5442973
Woops

>Rushed Gallick Gun. You won't be able to charge much energy and Kakarot might dodge, but if it hits, it will do a lot of damage.

>>5442973
>>Energy Blast Volley. He won't be dodging this one.

>>5442973
>Explosive Wave. You won't let him get close to overwhelm you!

>>5442973
>Energy Blast Volley. He won't be dodging this one.
A classic

>>5442973

>Ki Sword. If he wants a melee, he'll have it.

>>5442973
>Energy Blast Volley. He won't be dodging this one.

>>5442973
>Energy Blast Volley. He won't be dodging this one.

>>5442973
>Energy Blast Volley. He won't be dodging this one.

>>5442973
>>Energy Blast Volley. He won't be dodging this one.

>>5442973
>>Energy Blast Volley. He won't be dodging this one.

>>5442973
>Ki Sword. If he wants a melee, he'll have it.

>>5442973
Rushed garlic cannon

I've been off today because of new vidya. Resuming tomorrow. Let's see if we reach the end of the fight with Kakarot then!

>>5444217
How is it? Saw it was mixed but I'm needing some new turn based stuff