The Fourth Monado
S U B A R A S H I I
- Location
- Away
It ain't an RP spoiler though.
It's me wishing that what he said was correct.
Dragon Ball: After the End
It's me wishing that what he said was correct.
If it's RP stuff, it hasn't appeared in it yet.
- Location
- Mid-Atlantic
I'm sorry, were you saying something of substance?
Or was this another substance-free attempt to exploit your position of having read the background notes for shits and giggles?
You've done this to me twice in two days, and I'm getting sick of it. If you want people who like to speculate about the quest, but who haven't read Poptart's notes, to just up and quit, that's fine. You're doing a good job of promoting that outcome.
I usually enjoy this quest, but having someone do a tutorial on How Not To Be a Beta-Reader, or whatever the heck your actual standing in all this is, is tiresome in the extreme.
Without knowing exactly what Dandeer did to Lord Vegeta, it's hard to tell.
The Masque could be spontaneously creating entire new personalities, but we have reason to think it doesn't do that, because we're pretty sure Dandeer didn't expect there to be separate Jaron and Jaffur personalities. Her description of the Sealing to Berra, which admittedly could be a lie, makes it sound more like locking away memories and leaving the basic personality intact. In this case, removing Lord Vegeta's saiyan memories, including his memories of being a child soldier and watching his father torture an entire family to death slowly starting with the children.
How much mind control and forcibly implanted suggestions were thrown in on top of that? I don't know. It depends on whether Lord Vegeta loved his wife under all the rages and violence, or whether he's a cold hateful bastard all the way to the core. In the former case, we can't know how much Dandeer added without having an independent sorceror dissect the Masque a piece at a time. In the latter case, not much was lost.
Is inducing amnesia in someone, in and of itself, worse than killing them? Is making someone forget they are anything other than the Masque persona they pretend to be worse than killing them? Dunno. Some people can say yes, other people can say no, it's grounds for a philosophical debate. I understand and respect your views on the matter. They are internally consistent and respectable.
But they're not grounds for setting up a hard-and-fast legal code in which memory and personality alteration is officially, universally worse than murder. Not without a lot more information than we have, or a LOT of philosophical debate I'm pretty sure that neither we, nor the saiyan community on Garenhuld, has gotten around to having.
Carrnage
Human
- Location
- New Zealand
We seeing jaffur's perspective as dandeer tries to seal him. and while the seal didn't entirely work what we see is pretty horrific.
Edit: we have reached a philosophical divergences anyway so agree to disagree?
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Cariyaga
Handsome Gentleperson
- Location
- United States
Hm... who wants to try to appeal to both Gokun and Vegetan alike as a Saiyan, rather than a member of the Goku clan? I feel that if Kakara tried, she could rally support behind her as a saiyan exemplar -- this would allow her to make moves, politically, that she might not otherwise be able to, perhaps?
fictionfan
Please sir, may I have some Meows?
- Location
- Tempe, AZ
That might be a good idea if we did not already have an established position near the top of the existing power structure. As it is that would be like cutting our legs off at the knees to avoid having to bend down.
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Cariyaga
Handsome Gentleperson
- Location
- United States
Well, we need some form of salient authority to be able to suggest a form of regency other than Yammar. I was thinking going for "council of elders", but either way, it's politically incorrect to make suggestions toward Vegetan leadership as it stands.
Three criticism:
1) Telepathy does not allow you to read someones thoughts, at least with Mind Delve/a similar ability. You want a response, they have to know the skill as well.
2) I'm curious as to why in this one, and the previous one you included the japanese symbols(not sure what kind), as those aren't native to Garenhuld, and seem to be forgotten by the Exiles.
3) I don't think they have Ki techniques to bypass a need for sleep. The Exiles never needed them, thanks to the Masque.
fictionfan
Please sir, may I have some Meows?
- Location
- Tempe, AZ
I miss read something in telepathy. Don't know why they didn't need to sleep. I assumed ki.
I included the Japanese because that other Omake Groundbreaking Science did. On second thought I will take it out.
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fictionfan
Please sir, may I have some Meows?
- Location
- Tempe, AZ
Well that is a chapter gone. Removed.
Quest
The Great One
- Location
- Everywhere
I actually took the description of ki from the wiki and it had the Japanese symbols for it. I decided to leave it in since I wanted to make a reference to in-universe ki based legends and basically substituted Japanese for whatever language the garenhulders associate with these legends.
Now in the history, there was explicitly no such legends about ki when we arrived but it's been centuries since then and I assume at least some legends leaked from the exiles one way or another.
- Location
- Rockford, USA
- Pronouns
- They/Them
There aren't any laws regulating its use.
...how in the...? Fixed.
...oh, is this what you've meant by a, "better living through ki," action? Because Kakara...basically knows all of this already. Not Chapter one, but just about everything else is already known.
Folks, you take @The Fourth Monado way too seriously. He enjoys teasing you, remember? He's promised me not to reveal spoilers in my quest. You can rest easy.
Aranfan
Team Plasma Grunt
I think he means Kakara writing that blog.
Bakkasama
There is always a greater fool
- Location
- Buenos Aires, Argentina
- Pronouns
- He/his
That might be the case but it would still hurt the experience to those who either don't pay that much attention to discussion or forget he made the promise in the 50-100 pages between incidents. For example, new readers are likely to only read the last few pages of discussion and that is enough to pick up he has inside info but not that he is not likely to abuse it. That goes for all the role play participants.
What were you thinking of?
- Location
- Rockford, USA
- Pronouns
- They/Them
Then it goes on the front page with the spoiler policy, and need darken the thread's thoughts no more.
- Location
- Rockford, USA
- Pronouns
- They/Them
I was thinking of an action to develop new means of better living through ki.
Yeah, that's the Ki Tricks/Research action.
To clear up this confusion, "Better Living Through Ki" refers to both the research/Ki Tricks action for developing/learning such things, and the plan to spread helpful Ki techniques for PR, practical and compassionate reasons.
Which, yes, is a bit confusing, but then we'd be using what we gain from the first one in the second one, so perhaps they can be considered Part 1 and Part 2?
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Repercussions
- Location
- Rockford, USA
- Pronouns
- They/Them
[X] What is.
Repercussions
"The revelation of beings with superhuman abilities has rocked the world, and an unofficial ceasefire has developed across the front with Province Tastreya," says the reporter against a backdrop of Aramaian soldiers on the front. "Despite the abortive nuclear exchange, tensions are down. Many now fear what these new beings are capable of, and some even suggest that the strike failed due to these beings' efforts. It is a time of uncertainty and fear here on the front, but for once, it isn't pointing north. The upcoming talks with Mr. Brandon Marsden next week promise to draw a large audience from the soldiers here, just like the rest of Garenhuld. Only adding to the confusion are the aliens hostile to this secret society of superhumans. It seems that questions abound from every quarter, and no less here. This is Andrew Sutherland, signing off-"
Sophie turns off the TV. An uneasy silence falls in the room.
You're in the basement of Sophie's house -- hers is biggest. The Misfits got together first thing possible after the fight -- the day after, in fact.
So far it's been very awkward. Nobody is really saying anything. Sophie's mother is worried. You all sat and stared at each other for twenty minutes before Sophie wordlessly turned on the TV, hoping for a distraction.
The news was on.
Jennifer is the one to break the stifling quiet. "What the hell, you two? Why didn't you ever say anything?"
Maya flinches and hunkers down, mumbling incoherently.
"Wasn't our secret to share," you say, looking your friend square in the eyes. "There are more than just us. Me bringing in Maya was big enough. If it weren't for the aliens..."
"Where are they from?" asks Gemma -- for once, with no book at all.
"We do- don't know," says Maya, wringing her hands in her lap. "Somewhere further into the galaxy."
You say, "We didn't have a lot of warning-"
"Did you not trust us?" asks Sophie.
You blink and look at your friend. She's looking away.
"Did you think we wouldn't be able to keep it secret?" she says.
You shift. "That's not it. I didn't even tell Maya at first. I couldn't. It's not just my secret."
She nods, still looking away. "How long have you known?" she asks Jaron.
"...I never knew," says Jaron, rubbing at the back of his head. "I don't know what happened, back at the school. I just saw what they were doing, and...it made sense. And I couldn't just watch, not while-" He stops, grimacing.
She lets out a helpless little laugh and shakes her head.
"I still think you should have told us," says Jenny.
"It's not just our secret," you say, starting to feel annoyed.
"No! It's not!" She sits up and forward. "It's important to us too! We noticed you two going off alone all the time. We thought that you were-" She cuts off and blinks, shaking her head with a slight flush. "We didn't think it was something huge or anything. Nothing like this! And the first thing we hear about it is aliens blowing up the school. Aliens!" She crosses her arms. "And you knew that they were coming and didn't tell us."
"...it wasn't supposed to turn out that way," you say.
"Yeah, well it did-!"
Something snaps, and you lunge to your feet. "Do you know how many nukes I had to stop yesterday?! Ten! Ten! One of them was so new, it went up into space! Aramaia wanted revenge for the invasion so bad they invented a whole new way to kill a lot of people just to make sure it got through. Tastreya isn't big enough to have ten things to nuke! I had to stop them from murdering a country! And then I get back to school and the aliens show up! And then I try to talk to them but their stupid leader won't let me get them all, we have to fight, and this big secret my people have been keeping for centuries gets blown open in five minutes! And now I have to sit here and listen to you yelling at me about it! So no, Jenny, I'm not sorry. I didn't ask for this to come out this way. We were going to tell you later, when we could do this quietly! But now because of some stupid aliens, I have to deal with the whole world being afraid of me, and you too!"
A deafening silence falls. Maya gapes at you. Jaron sinks back into the couch cushions. Gemma and Sophie stare at you, eyes wide. Jenny looks stricken.
You swallow and tell yourself not to cry.
"I- I'm not scared of you, Karen," she says, ducking her head. "I'm just mad. I- we're supposed to stick together. We're not supposed to have secrets."
"Everybody has secrets," you say in a bitter tone of voice.
Jaron flinches.
Sophie sits forward. "Maybe. But you can't blame us for wanting to know."
You don't really trust yourself to say anything right now. So you don't.
"...I'm not mad at them," says Jaron.
"Of course you're not," says Jenny. "You get superpowers."
"...yo- you could to- too," says Maya. "Anybody ca- can."
You snort. "Not like you, Maya."
She flushes bright red and mumbles something.
Gemma sighs, pushing her glasses up her nose. "I think we're going to need to think about it," she says. "This is big."
"Yeah," says Jenny.
Silence.
"...maybe we could play a game?" says Sophie.
You, Jaron, and Jenny snort. Maya and Gemma look away.
"Yeah," says Sophie, more firmly this time. "We can play a game." Without further ado, she hops to her feet and walks over to the cabinet by the wall. She opens it up and starts rummaging through it. "My family has a lot of games. We can play Moneybags!"
Jaron winces. "Again, Soph?"
You see your friend ducking her head and blushing as she smiles at Jaron's use of the nickname. "It's fun!"
"You always win."
"It's a team game," she says, sitting back down and putting on the box. "You can play with me this time."
He frowns. "It's not supposed to be a team game, we just wind up hating each other if we play it separately. And I don't need help."
She gives him a big grin. "Is that a no?"
His face twitches. "...fine."
Sophie looks up at you. "Will you be on our team too, Karen?"
You look down at her moment. She looks back, hopeful and worried.
You sit down jerkily.
Sophie's answering grin lights up the room.
* * *
"This makes no sense," says Jaron, scowling. "Why can't I just not pay?"
"We," says Sophie in a serene tone, doling out the play money.
Jaron flushes and mutters, "We. Fine. It's stupid. The idea is that we're paying rent, right? We can't afford it. Why not just go sleep somewhere we own?"
"'Cause you landed on our space and not yours," crows Jenny. "Pay up, suckers!"
Jaron grumbles as Sophie hands over the cash.
* * *
"Agh! C'mon, how'd you get the whole corner? That's the third turn in a row we landed on one of your spaces," says Jenny.
Gemma hands over the cash, ignoring your bluenette friend.
"'Cause we got there first," says Jaron, displaying unholy levels of smug. "Pay up, suckers."
Jenny's eye twitches. You and Maya share bewildered glances.
* * *
"This is getting boring," you say, head propped up on your hand. "We're just circling the board now. We land on a space. You land on a space. We pass some money around. Nothing ever changes."
"Technically, we're gaining a few dollars every...three turns," volunteers Gemma.
Jaron grumbles. "I know."
"I have an idea for what we can do!" says Sophie, smiling.
* * *
"Sophie?" says Maya, for once without a single stutter.
"Yeah?" says Sophie, idly ruffling through her bills again.
"Your ideas are terrible," says your littlest friend.
"Hey, splitting up the properties between the six of us made things more interesting," says Sophie.
"I'm out," says Maya, resting her head in her hands. "I lost three turns later."
"It made things more chaotic," says Gemma. "Jaron, it's your turn."
"Hang on a second," he says before turning back to Jenny. "All of the greens for the reds!" he says, waving deeds at her. "Come on, mine are worth more!"
"I'm not giving you another corner," says Jenny. "I know better now."
* * *
"Jenny..."
"I know," says your blue-haired friend, scowling.
Gemma doesn't stop, sighing. "You gave him a corner..."
"Wow, really? Thanks, Gemma, I didn't realize that!"
Jaron keeps snickering to himself, handing his massive stack of cash and deeds over to a shell-shocked Sophie.
"...I lost?" she says, wide-eyed.
"Sure did," he says, grinning wider than you've ever seen him. "To me. Just now."
You lift your head off of Maya's, blinking groggily. "Wazzappenin?"
"Jaron won," says Gemma, hiding her mouth behind her hands. Her eyes sparkle oddly.
"Mmgh," you reply, nodding. "S'weird."
"Mm-hm!" says your blonde friend, shoulders shaking slightly.
You blink, waking up a bit more. "Wha' time izzit?"
"Twelve past ten," says Jenny, grinning broadly at you.
You blink awake in a heartbeat. "What? It's been three hours?!"
"The rest of us kept playing after you and Maya fell asleep," says Gemma before ducking behind her hands again.
You blink and look down at Maya, where her head rests on your shoulder. You nudge her. "Maya? Maya, wake up, it's late. We're all going to need to go home soon."
Your friend frowns and grumbles to herself, burrowing into your side. Gemma lets out a quiet squeak.
You shake your head. "Maya, come on."
"...nuh uh..."
Gemma's eyes look like they're going to burst out of their sockets. "So cute, so cute, so cute!"
Jenny snicker and whispers something into Maya's ear before leaning back. The mousy little girl frowns sleepily.
Then her eyes snap open. "Eep!" She shoots upright, rigid and straight as an arrow.
"There you are," you say, giving her a lopsided smirk. "You were tired."
She buries her face in her hands. "Mmmmmmmmnoooooooooooo..."
You laugh quietly before looking back to Sophie and Jaron, on your right.
Sophie has, as usual, snapped out of her fugue and turned the tables on Jaron. You watch her lean into his side, looking up at him with a wide grin. "You're pretty good at this," she says, blinking innocently. "I thought you didn't like this game."
Jaron leans away (it doesn't help; she just follows) and laughs nervously, rubbing at the back of his scalp. "Ahehe...Karenpleasehelp-"
You look to your left. Gemma is still quietly squeeing to herself. Jenny is grinning like a shark as she nudges Maya. Your best friend just shrinks further in on herself, keeping her face hidden.
You snort quietly and look down with a smile, eyes closed.
There's a lot going on in the world, right now.
It's good to know that you still have all of your friends.
It-
Your eyes flutter open. Now?!
Then you hurriedly shut them.
Your friends don't need to see them filming over white.
Okay, okay. Fine, I guess this is happening now. What is, what is, what is-
* * *
Gone.
* * *
The human you saw in your first vision of the scouts is sitting at a desk in a darkened room, brooding like Jaron sometimes does when he's feeling dramatic.Gone.
* * *
The door behind him slides open, casting light into the room. "Tamar, sir, the fleet is ready to move." Silence. "...Master?"
He shifts. "Get them moving, Keira. Heading is still Murk's last location."
"...Master, I-"
"My decision is final."
"Master, his scouting party was-"
Tamar turns his chair around. As the light hits his face you memorize as much as you can -- blocky features, blond, brown eyes. He stands. "Murk has been under my command since day one. He is my respected subordinate and friend. Leaving him in those savages' hands is not an option. They have the capacity to mount stiff resistance? Fine. I'll break them myself." He scowls. "I've been too gentle. Too afraid of an engagement. This just forces me to choose. The enemy has our people. We can't just leave them there. And there are traitors I have to deal with."
Keira steps forward a bit. You notice that while Tamar is armored -- masking his power level from you -- she is not. "I understand, but I worry that the fleet won't be able to take it. None of us are as powerful as you, Master. I worry that we'll fail you if we have to follow you onto this battlefield." She ducks her head, and you shiver slightly at the utter submission she displays.
"I don't need you all to keep up with me," says Tamar. "I just need you to stay out of the way while I deal with that freakishly strong girl and the leader. The rest of you should be able to handle the rest."
"...sir." She ducks her head.
"We're going to be able to do it, Keira," he says, clapping his hand on her shoulder and forcing a grin. "They won't be able to keep us out. Our wandering is at an end."
"I hope so," she says. "The ships aren't going to last much longer."
"I know," he says, turning away. "Yet another reason to curse these primitives, for forcing me to make this decision. We don't have the luxury of waiting any longer. Honestly, five-to-one I would have ordered this assault anyway. Now?" He sits back down. "This just confirms what I'd already planned. Get them moving, Keira."
The woman bows. "Yes, Master."
* * *
Back.
* * *
Your eyes flutter open again.Back.
* * *
Well, it looks like the fleet is definitely coming your way. As expected.
You'll need to let Dad know.
I indulged my fluffy ways here. And I regret nothing.
Next update is the Year 5 post, folks! I hope you've enjoyed this momentous year, and that you have plenty ideas for the year to come! While I'm writing the Year 5 post, feel free to chime in with ideas I promised to include -- although bear in mind that the more you suggest, the more things between which you have to choose.
Have fun!
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Ridiculously Average Guy
I'm you, but stronger
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Given the worry of Valentine wanting to fight due to his Saiyan nature (even of repressed), I think the normal Seal locks away memories and superimposes another set based on the desires of Dandeer. However, base nature remains intact.
Now, Jaffur's is different because him being a Super Saiyan and a latent mage fucked everything up.
Now, Jaffur's is different because him being a Super Saiyan and a latent mage fucked everything up.
Doomed Wombat
Let's go Darling!
- Location
- Dancing on wires!
Year 5 stuff happened
Sucal
The Devil’s Cut
- Location
- Bottom of the barrel
Nah.
Jaffur was born to do the dance of capitalist supremacy on all the lesser primitives.
His Saiyan heritage would have held him back.
Now Jaron can get ALL the money.
Doomed Wombat
Let's go Darling!
- Location
- Dancing on wires!
Well... so far he doesn't seem as bad Freza or anything...
I mean he's got some loyalty to subordinates and didn't kill that staffer out of hand so that already makes him more moral than most DBZ villeins.
Well, that guy's going to have a bad day when he runs into a Super Sayajin or two.