He counts Trunks and Gohan as half-saiyans. He counts Tarbles. So that makes four.Vaermina said:
And he doesn't count Nappa.
[Dragonball Z] Saiyan Birds and Bees
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And he doesn't count Nappa.
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It would be hilarious if he thought about it like 5 minutes after Trunks left.Vaermina said:Totally forgot about Tarbles.
On a totally random note, I kind of wonder why Vegata didn't ask to borrow Trunks time machine to go save a couple Saiyans.
Shippou
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Sebazu said:
More importantly. Think of all the Saiyans like Tarbles, unviable and seemingly worthless, scattered across the void.
There could be thousands... Hell, maybe millions at this point. All across the galaxy.The Ero-Sennin said:
He only considers Saiyans who can actually fight Saiyans. Such a snob.Vaermina said:Makes you realize just how much of a lazy ass Vegeta really is.
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Considering they died like 30 years ago and there were originally a few thousands before most were erradicated i'm guessing docens at best.AndrewJTalon said:
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Vegeta glared at his son. His son glared back. The gravity room controls were on 1, as the woman had bitched about her baby not being able to take high gees. Well why leave him with him in the first place? She was just doing it to get on his nerves.
"So... Named you Trunks. That's a girl's name," Vegeta pronounced. Trunks glared at him. Vegeta glared right back. "Hmph! Well, clearly we're gonna have to start you early, so you don't become a total pussy." He scowled. "However! That woman has turned off the GR controls so I cannot train you properly!"
"Bah," Trunks responded. Vegeta nodded, showing some pride.
"At least you have the proper spirit about that! Yes... Until then though!" Vegeta sat down, and pulled out a controller. He typed a few controls on the panel, and the holowindow appeared. "We shall use simulators!" He smirked at his son. "Now you will see how a Saiyan Prince comports himself through battles! Whether real, or simulated, you will give it your all! And you will triumph!"
"Dah!" Trunks said, as though agreeing. Vegeta liked to think his son was, and he felt a tiny bit of pride for his little bastard.
"Now then... What game is worthy for the Prince of All Saiyans?" Vegeta asked. "Aha! Bat... Man... Arkham... Asylum? All right! Batman is the closest thing these pitiful humans have to a Saiyan! That Superman is just a boring pansy ass goody two shoes," he informed his son. "Fuck Superman. Batman is where it's at."
"Fuck," Trunks managed. Vegeta laughed.
"HA! First word! And I taught you it! Won't the woman be so jealous? Now let us begin...!"
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Vegeta glared at his son. His son glared back. The gravity room controls were on 1, as the woman had bitched about her baby not being able to take high gees. Well why leave him with him in the first place? She was just doing it to get on his nerves.
"So... Named you Trunks. That's a girl's name," Vegeta pronounced. Trunks glared at him. Vegeta glared right back. "Hmph! Well, clearly we're gonna have to start you early, so you don't become a total pussy." He scowled. "However! That woman has turned off the GR controls so I cannot train you properly!"
"Bah," Trunks responded. Vegeta nodded, showing some pride.
"At least you have the proper spirit about that! Yes... Until then though!" Vegeta sat down, and pulled out a controller. He typed a few controls on the panel, and the holowindow appeared. "We shall use simulators!" He smirked at his son. "Now you will see how a Saiyan Prince comports himself through battles! Whether real, or simulated, you will give it your all! And you will triumph!"
"Dah!" Trunks said, as though agreeing. Vegeta liked to think his son was, and he felt a tiny bit of pride for his little bastard.
"Now then... What game is worthy for the Prince of All Saiyans?" Vegeta asked. "Aha! Bat... Man... Arkham... Asylum? All right! Batman is the closest thing these pitiful humans have to a Saiyan! That Superman is just a boring pansy ass goody two shoes," he informed his son. "Fuck Superman. Batman is where it's at."
"Fuck," Trunks managed. Vegeta laughed.
"HA! First word! And I taught you it! Won't the woman be so jealous? Now let us begin...!"
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... I could totally see this being DBA Freiza's actual reason.memoryofglory said:That's why Frieza killed the Saiyans, feeding them was bankrupting his empire!
Edit: I should not be laughing that that's his first word... but I can't help it.
Let's just say Vegeta babysitting Trunks has a lot of potential.
Vegeta, you may want to be careful there or Bulma will kill you in a very painful way, and then bring you back to do it again.
He who does not make peace with Ghandi gets nuked by Ghandi...therefore one must get nukes first and nuke Ghandi...HymnOfRagnarok said:
"So you can be adherent to peace and still hurl high energy explosives at your enemies?! HA! Now that's what I call pacifism!"
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"So, you want to hold Trunks for a while?" Bulma asked, a little too sweetly, to Gohan. She wasn't sure what had happened-All she knew was that the gravity room had apparently exploded. But Vegeta was the one badly injured, whereas Bulma was unharmed and happy. Gohan reached out for the violet haired baby.
"Um... Okay. So, how is the suit coming along?"
"The armor is coming along nicely," Bulma said. "Based on the energy absorbers I've had to create to contain Prince Charming out there. It just puts everything into capacitors based on lithium nanowires, so hopefully rather than just being incinerated by a ki blast you'll just be slightly charred."
"Always... Good to know?" Gohan managed, blinking. Bulma nodded. She laughed.
"You've never held a baby before in your life, have you?"
"Ah... Um... No," she said. Bulma adjusted Gohan's arms. Trunks tucked into the crook of her arm, and looked up at her with that same intense stare. Gohan stared back.
"Um... Better?" She asked, as much to the baby as Bulma. The blue haired woman smiled.
"Just fine! You'll be a natural with kids in no time!"
"WOMANNNNNN!" Shouted Vegeta. "I KNOW WHAT YOU DIDDDD!"
Bulma growled. "And speaking of spoiled brats!" She stormed off, leaving Gohan alone with Trunks. Gohan looked down at the little boy again, and smiled.
"Hey... You look very much like your dad, you know," Gohan commented. "But I bet you'll turn out a lot nicer."
"Tit... Ties..." Trunks managed. Gohan blushed.
"Ah?!"
"Fuck. Shit. Cam... Per...!" Trunks continued. Gohan gaped.
"... Then again," the half-Saiyan girl muttered.
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"So, you want to hold Trunks for a while?" Bulma asked, a little too sweetly, to Gohan. She wasn't sure what had happened-All she knew was that the gravity room had apparently exploded. But Vegeta was the one badly injured, whereas Bulma was unharmed and happy. Gohan reached out for the violet haired baby.
"Um... Okay. So, how is the suit coming along?"
"The armor is coming along nicely," Bulma said. "Based on the energy absorbers I've had to create to contain Prince Charming out there. It just puts everything into capacitors based on lithium nanowires, so hopefully rather than just being incinerated by a ki blast you'll just be slightly charred."
"Always... Good to know?" Gohan managed, blinking. Bulma nodded. She laughed.
"You've never held a baby before in your life, have you?"
"Ah... Um... No," she said. Bulma adjusted Gohan's arms. Trunks tucked into the crook of her arm, and looked up at her with that same intense stare. Gohan stared back.
"Um... Better?" She asked, as much to the baby as Bulma. The blue haired woman smiled.
"Just fine! You'll be a natural with kids in no time!"
"WOMANNNNNN!" Shouted Vegeta. "I KNOW WHAT YOU DIDDDD!"
Bulma growled. "And speaking of spoiled brats!" She stormed off, leaving Gohan alone with Trunks. Gohan looked down at the little boy again, and smiled.
"Hey... You look very much like your dad, you know," Gohan commented. "But I bet you'll turn out a lot nicer."
"Tit... Ties..." Trunks managed. Gohan blushed.
"Ah?!"
"Fuck. Shit. Cam... Per...!" Trunks continued. Gohan gaped.
"... Then again," the half-Saiyan girl muttered.
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Ah. I almost forgot...
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On New Namek...
Dende sighed, scribbling a picture into the mud with a stick. It wasn't quite right, which made Dende worry what he was missing...?
"Dende," spoke a voice rough with age. Dende looked up and flushed when he saw Moori standing before him.
"Ah, Grand Elder. I am sorry," he said. "I was just..." He looked at the drawing and sighed. "Thinking."
"Of her?" Moori chuckled. "To love a being beyond your own species... It is a remarkable thing."
"And embarrassing," Dende mumbled. He was still getting teased about it by Cargo, even to this day. "It is not like I can... Well... Do anything about it," he finished with a sigh.
Moori chuckled. "You know Dende. Once, long ago, Namekians had females."
Dende gasped and looked up at Moori. "I... We did?"
"Yes... And males," Moori said. "It was before the Great Drought. When our species died out, Guru created our species as it currently is today. Before the Drought, there were Namekians of an asexual persuasion, but they were few. Guru felt it would be more efficient doing it that way."
"Why... Why didn't you tell me?" Dende asked. Moori sighed.
"I didn't think you'd still be mooning over that girl," the Grand Elder said flatly. Dende looked down at the ground.
"Oh..."
"But," Moori said, "if you must follow your heart..." Here he smiled. "There is a solution."
Dende stared at him. He smacked his forehead, antenna twitching. "The Dragonballs!"
"Yes indeed," Moori said with a wry smile. "Though asking Porunga for a penis may be something you get teased for even more."
"I'll just live on Earth then," Dende said with a twitch of his antenna, and a wistful smile at the sky. "With the girl of my dreams..."
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On New Namek...
Dende sighed, scribbling a picture into the mud with a stick. It wasn't quite right, which made Dende worry what he was missing...?
"Dende," spoke a voice rough with age. Dende looked up and flushed when he saw Moori standing before him.
"Ah, Grand Elder. I am sorry," he said. "I was just..." He looked at the drawing and sighed. "Thinking."
"Of her?" Moori chuckled. "To love a being beyond your own species... It is a remarkable thing."
"And embarrassing," Dende mumbled. He was still getting teased about it by Cargo, even to this day. "It is not like I can... Well... Do anything about it," he finished with a sigh.
Moori chuckled. "You know Dende. Once, long ago, Namekians had females."
Dende gasped and looked up at Moori. "I... We did?"
"Yes... And males," Moori said. "It was before the Great Drought. When our species died out, Guru created our species as it currently is today. Before the Drought, there were Namekians of an asexual persuasion, but they were few. Guru felt it would be more efficient doing it that way."
"Why... Why didn't you tell me?" Dende asked. Moori sighed.
"I didn't think you'd still be mooning over that girl," the Grand Elder said flatly. Dende looked down at the ground.
"Oh..."
"But," Moori said, "if you must follow your heart..." Here he smiled. "There is a solution."
Dende stared at him. He smacked his forehead, antenna twitching. "The Dragonballs!"
"Yes indeed," Moori said with a wry smile. "Though asking Porunga for a penis may be something you get teased for even more."
"I'll just live on Earth then," Dende said with a twitch of his antenna, and a wistful smile at the sky. "With the girl of my dreams..."
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CV12Hornet
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Uh, let's not go crazy here.Crazed Uncle said:
*checks username*
Or crazy-er. I wouldn't wish that fate on anyone.
So... The only question remains... How will Dende broach the subject of his new... Equipment with Female!Gohan?
Written with Captain Sarcasm:Crazed Uncle said:
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During the Great Drought...
"NAAAAIL! NAAAAAAAAAAAAIL!"
"Yes Lord Guru?"
"Nail, the drought is devastating our people! I have summoned up all my wisdom and there can only be one solution!"
"What's that?"
"EUNUCHS!"
"... What."
"Too many people get thirsty because they are thinking about SEEEEEEEEEEEX!"
"I don't think that's how it works, Lord Guru."
"I don't pay you to think! I pay you to scrub out the dirt that gets behind my BALLLS! And if we're all eunuchs, you won't have to do that any more!"
"... *sigh* Fine."
"Gather the Dragon Balls! We must wish away ALL THE DIIIIIIIIICKS!"
"What about the females?"
"THEM TOOOOOO!"
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You know how it is: You tell a lie, then another, and another, and it gets way out of hand and eventually you're committing genocide and wishing away everyone's penises.r0b0panda said:
Classic story.