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Dragon Ball: After the End

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Invite them over for board games! Everyone loves board games. Sparring with a handicap based on the dice rolls for conflict resolution method.
 
Simon_Jester said:
Well, it's also a problem with the saiyans themselves; the saiyan species were a bunch of dicks long before the Enemy showed up, and their potential for violent competition is a big part of why.
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This time it's a problem of culture. Saiyan hybrids don't have the inherent fight-happiness of full Saiyans. Current Saiyans are only assholes because they were raised to be assholes.
 
Ehhhh.

For hybrids in the base state it doesn't seem to be a problem (e.g. Gohan and Trunks were a lot more levelheaded and sensible than their fathers).

But when the hybrids transform, all bets are off. The famous example being Gohan after the Super-Saiyan Two transformation.
 
Ridiculously Average Guy said:
Hey, do you think we have Gohan's slow walk? Or was that bred out of the line over time.
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The slow walk is inherent in the Super Saiyan 2 transformation :V

Anyways, Poptart told me that thanks to Thanksgiving in-laws, the update's going to be a couple days later due to length. He'd do it himself, but he doesn't want to risk deleting what he's written.
 
The Fourth Monado said:
The slow walk is inherent in the Super Saiyan 2 transformation :V
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Gohan's Slow Motion Power Walk was also performed when he used the Mystic transformation against Super Buu! So it is not inherent to the Super Saiyan 2 transformation but for when Gohan acts like a cocky little shit!

The Fourth Monado said:
Anyways, Poptart told me that thanks to Thanksgiving in-laws, the update's going to be a couple days later due to length. He'd do it himself, but he doesn't want to risk deleting what he's written.
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Has he tried writing it in Word instead?
 
The Fourth Monado said:
I don't even need his imput to formulate a response of 'But why?' :V
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Personally? I prefer it. Little to no issues copy-pasting it from there to anywhere else, the text is easier on my eyes, and it was fast to open when my old computer would take two minutes to open up Word, and struggle as I did stuff in it. All while easily ensuring it's saved and backed up, taking up minimal space.
 
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Inner Peace​

On top a of a high mountain you sit with your legs crossed in perfect stillness. You were focusing on trying to reach the next level of awareness and all the stories agreed that the best meditation happened on mountain tops. Well some said under waterfalls, but you did not feel like getting wet today. You were not using multiform this time you had learned your lesson from before. Sometimes you just could not trust yourself. Besides you were attempting to archive oneness so splitting up might be counter productive, or not you were not quite sure. In any case you were recovering from using multiform earlier in the day and this was a good way to do it.

Breath. Inner peace. The question of real, lasting world peace concerns all living beings, so basic feelings are also at its roots.Through inner peace, genuine world peace can be achieved. In this the importance of individual responsibility is quite clear; an atmosphere of peace must first be created within ourselves, then gradually expanded to include our families, our communities, and ultimately the whole planet.

But all change must come from within before you can bring peace to the world you must have peace within. A raindrop falls from above. You catch it and set it orbiting your head. Even this small drop of water contains life. You reach out, further and further the world is one and you are one with the world-

Scion, what brings you here.

You hear Raditz's voice in your head completely disrupting your inner peace.

'Drat, I came to the Senzu mountains by complete habit!'

Raditz was very alarmed by your cry of frustration.
 
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KaintukeeBob said:
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No, it's because my larger monitor is larger, and thus the same amount of text takes up less room.

Not sure if you were joking there, but decided to treat it as an honest question/attempt to help, because the alternative would make me look like an ass if I'd guessed wrong :p
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It was a joke.
 
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Canon Omake: Augur, Chapter One
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    CHAPTER ONE​

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    An aide teleports them in with a blur of displacing air. A man and a boy. The man looks you over, coldly, his dark shoulder-length hair swaying slightly as he tilts his head. "Master Ume recommends you."

    "He pays me a high compliment."

    "Yes. Yes, he does. Master Ume." Vegeta's nostrils flare slightly. "The man who says he 'must decline the great privilege' of my son's training today, because he has a bellyache!" The prince clenches a fist, then sweeps it aside dismissively. Ume has more than a bellyache, from what you've heard, but you don't argue; the best you could hope for would be to wind up as an international incident.

    "I'm honored to step in, Your Highness," you reply, settling for another non-comment, and doing your best Vegetan impersonation. Probably getting the bow wrong; being in the presence of Butcher Junior has your nerves rattled and you don't mind admitting it to yourself.

    On skill alone, you could cope with the vicious madman who runs half the saiyan race. But on power? He'd take you apart like a statue made of candyfloss. So could Lord Berra, of course, if forced to it- but not willingly. Whereas you're pretty sure Vegeta would be laughing while he did it.

    "Hmmph. Don't disappoint."

    Let's see, Posture of Respectful Yet Dignified Compliance, Mark... Twelve? Something like that. "I shall do my utmost not to. And do you have any preferences for today's training schedule, beyond the instruction letter I received, Your Highness?"

    The reigning prince of half the Exiles smiles now, but it is cruel, cruel. "The burned hand teaches best. Make it hard on him. We'll see if he can take it."

    Yeah. Right. Even if Lord Vegeta takes as much after his father as they say- or more- you're pretty sure Jaffur's mother would turn you into a frog if you left her child in worse shape than he started. Can sorceresses do that? Probably. Cheaters.

    Though to be fair, if someone were to overtrain Taro to the point of hurting him, when he gets a few years older and beyond the earliest kiddie-pool stuff...

    You suppress the thought of the working-over you'd give them, as Lord Vegeta glances at Jaffur with body language that shouts 'telepathy.' You see the boy stiffen up like a board. You've heard... rumors. They're starting to sound more believable.

    Scion Jaffur is a barely-known quantity, a child of five, but a few things, people know. He throws himself into everything related to combat with a vigor even the most competitive Cap Circuit fighters rarely show at his age. As though the gods had wondered "what's the opposite of Ancestor Gohan?" and created an answer.

    But what makes him that way? You wish, suddenly, there were anyone on Garenhuld powerful enough to ask that question and demand an accounting. Or that the Vegetans weren't so damn stiff, so damn dumb about trying to learn. Lord Berra couldn't get away with scaring his little girl like that, not for long, before someone started to talk.

    You turn to the young prince, as his powerful father turns away and nods to the saiyan who teleported him in. The aide looks almost grateful as he swoops through a particularly obsequious set of bows. Lord Vegeta approaches him and places a hand on his shoulder, and vip. Gone.

    Something indefinite but very, very real changes in Jaffur's posture.

    And for an unthinking moment, you wish Lord Berra had gotten a chance to finish the job on the day of the Sundering, though it made the skies bleed, though it made the oceans boil, though it split Garenhuld in two.

    Or maybe, more subtle and closer to realistic, His Lordship would look good green, bouncy, and ribbiting. You're starting to think you'd do it, and damn the consequences, if you were in Lady Dandeer's shoes.


    Jaffur takes a few minute to run through his own string of warming-up exercises. Pretty good form, too- good trainers, and clearly taking to them well. His power level is bouncing upwards a few thousand points at a stretch, but with the crisp precision of someone who is far more in control of their ki than you'd expect from a five year old child. Strong and a promising foundation for his age.

    Be careful with him, you think to yourself. You want him to learn, not just go 'crash.' Aside from any fear of frogdom, even if he is a promising young fireball, he's just a kid, right?

    You close your eyes for a split second. Something at the core of you is... missing from this, a certain anticipation that isn't there. Curious bystanders are starting to gather at a safe distance, but even that doesn't really make up for it. For not expecting any great surprises.
    Mitsuba: "Challenger" fires. Low-level opponent penalty applied.
    Sure, Jaffur's a little boy who trains his ki hard, but he's still a little boy. You wish you were meeting him a little later, a little further on. After he'd gotten old enough that giving him a day's lessons would really push you. The kind you learn from and not just teach. Maybe some day.

    And maybe you should take a few disciples on yourself, for more than just occasional lessons. You're up around thirty now, with enough of a reputation to draw on. Hm, gotta think about that.

    You briefly ponder a maze of protocol, then fall back on 'goofy Gokun' and rub the back of your neck, smiling. "All right, Scion, is there anything you'd like to tell me before we start?"

    Jaffur's gaze wanders a bit, then he shakes his head. "I need to train. Let's train." He's starting to focus on you now, with an intensity that looks like a much older boy staring out through those young eyes.

    "All right, in the instruction letter it says that your power level is five point one million."

    "Five point two." Jaffur's face twists in something that is almost a pout. "That was last week."

    "Oh? Congratulations! That's very good progress! But because of that, I think we should concentrate more on skill than on power right now, okay? I'll stick to matching you at five point two."

    Jaffur glares. "Six."

    "Scion, trust me, I've worked with a lot of people. I should stick to five point two."

    "I never asked for it to be easy." The boy almost spits at that last word.

    "You won't learn as much from seeing me in action, if I'm running at sixty to your fifty-two. And I won't learn as much about you. I'm matching your power level, for now. Trust me, I won't make it easy for you."

    Jaffur rolls his eyes. "...Fine. What do you plan to teach, then?"

    "Well, before I can get into specifics, I need to see what you know in action. But there's one thing I can teach anybody!" You smile. "While I learn about your ranged combat skills, I'm going to teach you how you how to dodge!"

    For a moment there, Jaffur freezes, and you wonder if you've accidentally rediscovered the rumored, probably-mythical Demon Style technique, the Baleful Word. The precisely spoken shout that is said to drive deep into the Exile collective unconscious. The dreaded syllable that plucks some collective strand of terror in the blood of all living saiyans, striking paralyzing fear into the hearts of all who hear it.

    But no, he snaps out of it. Though the Attestation of Rakkyo swears the technique exists. Somehow.

    The little Scion folds his arms in a posture that looks a little like his father's and a LOT like some old murals of the Penitent that you've seen. Jaffur glares at you. "And how do you plan to show me that?"

    You answer with a grin and leap, stopping five meters in the air, tossing an alarm watch to him. "By example. Set the alarm for three minutes. Try and tag me with a blast. Three times in three minutes, and you win- but either way, watch what I do, and how I do it."
     
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