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The Life of a Half-Saiyan (Thread1) (DBZ)
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The world is tumultuous, a physical God looks out over the world in worry. The God was not like those he watched over, a being from another world bestowed divine ability to safeguard it's adopted homeworld.
He looks out from his home, the Lookout, a great repository of knowledge and power, both of the spiritual and the magical. He looks out upon the world, his brow furrowed in concern.
And miles away, a halfbreed takes it's first breath. A harbinger of change, and possibly Hope.
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Welcome everyone, to today's Quest. You will raise a Half-Saiyan child, from birth to death and maybe even Second-Death (or 3+ if Namekian dragonballs, man Death is cheap in DBZ). I'll be using a slightly adjusted headcanon version of Dragonball, but it should be mostly familiar. basically you just get the opportunity to become SS4, without needing to suffer through GT. And a few other things.
But first things first, what kind of Saiyan are you?
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Your father is a great man, with jet-black hair. A Saiyan, from Planet Vegeta. His name is:
[X] Son Goku, raised on earth he has become a Hero, saving it when his mission was to cleanse it. Unlocks Pre-Saiyan Saga Start. +5 Potential, -2 Intelligence, +50% XP from Sparring actions and Fighting, +10 to rolls accessing or mastering the Super forms
[ ] Vegeta Vegeta, 24th of His Name, Prince of the Planet Vegeta and of All Saiyans. +2 Potential, +1 Intelligence, Easier to master your Saiyan Instincts, +15 to rolls accessing or mastering the Oozaru forms
Your mother was a human, a prodigy and rather important politically. Her name is:
[ ] ChiChi, former martial arts prodigy and daughter of the Ox King. +3 Potential, +50% XP from Sparring actions and Fighting
[X] Bulma Briefs, the super-genius daughter of the super-genius Dr Briefs. Rather brash and commanding, enough to tame a Saiyan. +3 Intimidate, +5 Intelligence
When you were born, you feel your tail curl around you as you let out a loud needy scream. The cold, cold air biting your young skin. Your lungs opening for the first time and a gnawing hunger emanating from your stomach. Something quells you though, looking up into your father's eyes as his calloused hand runs over the base of your tail and...
[ ] Pain, and betrayal. The tail torn from the base of your spine. +??? to ???, -???, Cannot attain Oozaru form unless it regrows (-1 Tail Regrowth)
[X] Soothing, calm stroking to quell your cries, the doctors attending hoping you are satisfied shattering all the glass in the hospital and don't reach further with those incredible Half-Saiyan Lungs (Goku only) +??? to ???, -???, -???
[ ] Tugging you up and glaring you into submission, your cries stifling at the rather intimidating eyes and the involuntary paralysis. (Vegeta Only). +??? to ???, -???, -???
OOC: The two 'keep tail' options are identical, I just don't see Vegeta being calm so I made a unique choice for him
Something stirs within you as you rest on the first day. Something rises to the surface:
[ ] A Red Spark ???
[ ] A Golden spark ???
[ ] A Brown spark ???
[ ] A Blue spark ??? (Bulma only)
[X] A Green spark, flecked with Gold ??? (LEGENDARY SUPER SAIYAN!)
And, between your legs, a choice with no mechanical benefit or detriment
[X] Male
[ ] Female
[ ] Other?
Character generation Rolling
Character Sheet:
Gossard Briefs, Half-Saiyan
Age: 4
Gender: Male
Power Level: 1.6 Million resting, 2 Million Tail, 10M Starting Legend, 40M False Super Saiyan, 60M False Super Gossard
Transformations:
"Yellow": Can project your Aura into a weapon, spitting raw Yellow Ki. This also spikes your Power Level by x3. If you sustain this form more than a minute your hair begins flickering blonde and you will promptly collapse unconscious. However when you collapse, your hair flickers between Black, Yellow, Green and Cyan.
LEGENDARY Saiyan: The Green energy source that is your birthright. Simply attaining the form causes you to lose yourself within the Green unless you impose YOUR will. A mindbending hiveminded transformation. Broly is forced into the state and subsumed into the hivemind that you control and subjugate. You gain a x5 multiplier that increases over time and complete control over your Ki. Minimum Instinct: 50
False Super Saiyan: The Orange energy source, the representation of Mental Illness. While you have seen through it once, you know that each time you face a new battle against a new foe. This form grants subconscious reality warping for both good and ill, as well as a x20 multiplier to base Power. In this form the Aura is Yellow if you are lost within the form and becomes Orange when you come to terms with the unique illness. Your body (skin, clothes and hair) are tinted within the unearthly light, despite the fact your Aura should not tint you that colour. It is vaguely unsettling to see. Minimum Instinct: 450
-Grade Two (False Super Gossard): You take your Madness and amplify it, your mind twisting into a potent acid that emanates, seeking unfriendly minds to connect and attack with unfiltered Insanity. In this form you gain Telepathy, though the effects are dangerous to unprepared minds. Minimum Instinct: 500
Traits:
THE LEGEND: You are the Legendary Super Saiyan. A mere rumour, this awe-inspiring, wonderful, monstrous form has spelled near-doom for the Saiyan race every time it has appeared. Beginning Power Level boost 5,000 + (1d10*1,000). Gains access to Legendary Saiyan transformation track. +900 Saiyan instincts, +25 Strength
YOUR POWER IS MAXIMUM!: You are a Legend, the strength of your predecessor scared the Gods Themselves and Those Beyond Mortal Ken. Your body is built to Fight, to Rule and to Conquer All Within Sight. +150% PL boost except Zenkai
Tailed Saiyan: Your tail grants you balance and regulates your Ki within your body. If provided with Blutz Waves however you gain access to the Great Oozaru Form! Increase Powerlevel by *1.25. Grants access to Oozaru transformation track. +50 Saiyan instincts.
Line of the Son: +10 to all "Super' and "Legendary" forms. +50% XP gain from Sparring and Fighting
Name of the Son: +50% XP gain from Sparring and Fighting
Stats:
Potential: 20
Magical Aptitude: 16
Intelligence: 28
Willpower: 11
Endurance: 10
Saiyan Instincts: 890
Strength-Dexterity Ratio: 65
Skills:
Turtle School: 10/10 - You possess the knowledge of the school, this Defensive style is built around tapping every single ounce of power in a body and bringing it forth while also increasing toughness. The epitome of the paranoid, untalented but supremely dedicated martial artist, it's primary technique is the Kamehameha Wave and grants an increase in the amount of Health per Power Level.
Demon King Piccolo School: 10/10 - You possess the knowledge of the school, this tricky School is designed around misdirection and different methods of attack, as shown by the Soumasen Eye Blast or the Evil Wave Explosion.
Oozaru Mastery: 0/??? - Maintaining control of the giant monkey form. You currently have no idea what the Oozaru form even is, or that it's possible.
Yellow Aura: 4/4 - You have unlocked the Yellow transformation.
-Golden Aura 1/10 - You can channel your Energy into a more potent spark attack and hold the Yellow form longer.
??? Aura: N/A - You don't know anything about this. Maybe it's Cyan??
Speech: 10/10 - You are perfectly fluent in Japanglish, the native tongue of the Earth.
Command: 2/100 - You like giving orders.
Efficient Application of Ki: 50/100 - You have begun to shape Ki for use in Techniques, rather than rely purely on instinct when throwing it around. You are rather skilled at it, able to do the typical Ki manipulation, including gripping Ki attacks without letting them explode.
Ki Training: 5/10 - You understand how to train Ki in the basic methods, to train Body, Mind and Soul through generic martial arts workouts but have not quite mastered the technique. You gain half the bonuses of a Martial Art.
Meditation: 20/20 - You have learned how to guide yourself into and out of the meditative state, though you prefer doing so away from any people or objects including the ground.
Mystical Training 1: 10/500 - You have begun to delve into the Science of Concepts. While you can do little more than conjure sparks or small breaths of wind, further study proves very promising now you have the basics down.
LEGENDARY Saiyan Mastery: 1/1 MAX - You have attained the form, what else is there?
-LEGENDARY Saiyan Control: 69/70 (Currently MAXED) - Within the form you are Gossard, the Legendary Half-Human, And you CONTROL the form. The hivemind exists at your will, kept out of your head but pressing against your mind like acid.
-LEGENDARY Saiyan grade 2: 6/10 - You felt something within the form. Something that has been touched myriad times but never achieved in the echoes found within the Green. What is it?
False Super Saiyan Mastery: 48/50 - The Flickering Form, this mentally unstable transformation induces a variety of mental disorders but you have begun to see through them, able to move through the form into False Gossard in subjective seconds. True mastery eludes you however, and those moments of distraction could prove crippling in a true fight.
-False Super Saiyan grade 2 Mastery: 3/40 - The Infectious Form. Your unstable mind reaches out to your foes, staining them with madness for you to take advantage of. But a door once opened, may be entered from both directions.
-False Super Saiyan grade 3?: 0/??? - You feel a more pure form of the form, a Strength Within Madness waiting to be brought forth.
-False Kibo Saiyan: 0/???
-False Osore Saiyan: 0/???
Mad Science: 8/Purple - The ability to break laws of physics and understand Bulma's 6th grade homework (though not replicate it).
-Ki Science: 2/Green - The study of Power and it's effects on reality. You can currently store approximately 900PL within a fridge-sized container indefinitely.
Enchantment: 1/??? - You think that is what you did.
Engineering: 90/200 - You are a prodigy of the mechanical arts, able to converse with PHDs in their field of expertise, though their more technical terms still elude you, lacking a truly formal education. In one day you learned about Electro-Magnetism and promptly used it to bring your brother down to earth.
Intimidate: 6/10 - You are naturally a rather intimidating child, especially if you can bare your teeth in a disconcerting violence-promising grin
Other skills unknown.
Ki Techniques:
Energy Shield - ???: You think you remember doing this, and scraps of knowledge whisper in your mind, but you cannot yet replicate the feat especially without Green energy
Flight - Advanced: You can fly at a speed close to the speed of Light. You feel you are still being held back by your ability to channel Ki the right way more than your skill in Flight, especially with the level of Power you wield.
Orangepoke - Primitive: A derivative of Gohan's Yellowpoke ability, you can channel Orange Ki into your finger, then launch it like a dart from a blowgun at someone. At this level it's slightly stronger than if you'd physically poked them, but does strange things to Green, Orange and Yellow Ki-Auras and Transformations. If used on a Super Saiyan will induce the Deluded Super Saiyan form.
Greenpoke - Primitive: A derivative of Gohan's Yellowpoke ability, you can channel Orange Ki into your finger, then launch it like a dart from a blowgun at someone. At this level it's slightly stronger than if you'd physically poked them, but does strange things to Transformed Saiyans
Yellowpoke - Primitive: A copy of Gohan's Yellowpoke ability, you can channel Yellow Ki into your finger, then launch it like a dart from a blowgun at someone. At this level it's slightly stronger than if you'd physically poked them, but does strange things to Transformed Saiyans.
Jan Ken - Basic: A series of three attacks that channel Speed (Chyoki), Strength (Gu) or both (Pa). The first is a blinding attack, both physically attacking the eyes and at the higher stages conceptually rendering the victim senseless. The second is a rather basic physical attack, though much more efficient and strong than typical without sacrificing speed, while the third temporarily stuns the victim. At this level you can channel the technique into your every action only to the barest fractions, relying on the actual attacks more than the passive benefit.
Kamehameha - Advanced: The staple of the Turtle School. By gathering all of the inefficient immobile pools of Ki throughout the body and channeling it, this technique greatly increases in power. The apex of efficiency.
-Variant: LEGENDARY Kamehameha - Basic: Tapping into the green sparks that burn in your Energy even in your Base State, you can turn your attack into a continuous beam that only grows in strength the longer you hold it. Unfortunately the strange Green Ki reacts differently to regular Ki and thus your technique is less efficient and developed.
--Variant: The LEGENDARY Bubble Beam - Skilled: Tying the length of the beam to your breath you can emit it much much longer than before. With the Tsuihikidan the Kamehameha beam fragments into bubbles of destructive energy homing into the target and the Green Energy being used prevents each bubble from dissipating, instead the bubbles gain strength and speed over time.
-Variant?: Orange Kamehameha???: You need to explore the Orange Form more to fully bring forth your idea
Masenko - Skilled: A two-handed blast attack, used by Piccolo and other Demon King Practitioners. It is a wide burst attack spreading from the crossed palms of your hands.
Explosive Wave - Basic: A protective maneuver, you release your Ki in a blast of energy, driving away foes and giving you breathing room
Tsuihikidan (Modifer) - Primitive: You have a basic understanding of the technique but aren't skilled enough to use it in actual combat, with the exception of your Bubble Beam attack.
Unseen Blast (Modifer) - Basic: By channeling your attack through your eyes, you can surprise an enemy at the expense of reduced power and temporary blindness.
Technique Tiers: Primitive - Basic - Skilled - Advanced - Perfect -Zenith
Gohan Briefs:
Gohan Briefs, Half-Saiyan
Age: 4
Gender: Male
Power Level: 1.6 Million resting, 2 Million Tail, 100 Million Super Saiyan, 150 Million Super Gohan, 400 Million Ascended Super Saiyan
Transformations:
Super Saiyan: A powerful transformation unlocked when you realized your brother was gone, replaced with a maniacal "Legendary Saiyan". Attaining this form increases your power by x50 but it changes you, your eyes turn green and your hair Blonde. Minimum Instinct: 0
-Grade Two (Super Gohan): Forcing your energy into a higher state of existence. This energy-sapping form puts a major strain on body and mind to maintain. Your hair becomes more rigid and pales in colour while your muscles increase in bulk (though without mechanical effect). x1.5. Minimum Instinct: 600
Ascended Super Saiyan (SS3): An incredible power, you tap into Pure Endurance. The determination to Keep Going burns you up at an incredible rate. Your eyebrows boil off, replaced with ridges and your face becomes much more angular and sharp. In contrast, your hair becomes much softer than Super Saiyan 1 and flows down to your waist. This form is immensely stamina heavy, burning through your reserves just by existing. x4 modifier. Minimum Instinct: See Super Saiyan
Orange and Yellow (Deluded Super Saiyan): Assuming this form fully will probably cripple you
Traits:
Golden Boy: Within you burns the Heart of a Super Saiyan. You gain the 'Yellow Aura' skill immediately upon seeing and recognizing a coloured Aura skill being used, +??? XP Boost to Attaining and Mastering Super forms (Redacted)
Tailed Saiyan: Your tail grants you balance and regulates your Ki within your body. If provided with Blutz Waves however you gain access to the Great Oozaru Form! Increase
Powerlevel by *1.25. Grants access to Oozaru transformation track. +50 Saiyan instincts.
Line of the Son: +10 to all "Super' forms. +50% XP gain from Sparring and Fighting
Name of the Son: +50% XP gain from Sparring and Fighting
Watcher: You learn by observing everything a person does. Your eyes focus completely on them in a way you have been told is 'eerie' and memorize every tiny thing. +100% XP Gain when attempting to copy what someone shows you.
Stats:
Potential: 20
Magical Aptitude: 1
Intelligence: 28
Willpower: 12
Endurance: 9
Saiyan Instincts: 128
Strength-Dexterity Ratio: 52
Skills:
Demon King Piccolo School: 10/10 - You possess the knowledge of the school, this tricky School is designed around misdirection and different methods of attack, as shown by the Soumasen Eye Blast or the Evil Wave Explosion.
Oozaru Mastery: 0/??? - Maintaining control of the giant monkey form. You currently have no idea what the Oozaru form even is, or that it's possible
Orange: 0/10 - SOMETHING happened and something inside you stirred. You attained the combined form of Yellow and Orange for a nanosecond, halting the transformation in the middle. Unable to complete the form without dying, you simply held it there and slowly dragged yourself down through Force Of Will.
Efficient Application of Ki: 34/100 - You have begun to shape Ki for use in Techniques, rather than rely purely on instinct when throwing it around. Though you prefer to use direct attacks with as little shaping as possible, you can take Shaped Ki and redirect it, deflecting blasts of much lower power than you and gripping giant balls of Ki without bursting the fragile casing
Ki Training: 10/10 - You understand how to train Ki in the basic methods, to train Body, Mind and Soul through generic martial arts workouts. Gain the full bonuses offered by Martial Arts when training
Meditation: 20/20 - You have learned how to guide yourself into and out of the meditative state, though you prefer doing so surrounded by Ki Signatures. You have taken to flying into a city and meditating on top of office buildings. Suspiciously, those same buildings report increased production???
-Inspiration: 2/??? - When you Meditate you can release a Pulse of Power than other people instinctively copy. At the current level you can increase someone's Power by 1/40,000 of your own Power and cannot distinguish between who receives the benefit within the area of effect.
Super Saiyan Mastery: 40/50 - You have achieved the form and adopted it as your own, quelling the peaks of emotion the form grants. You cannot quite maintain the form a full hour, but you feel the plateau ahead, theoretical permanence at the expense of a quicker old age from the passive strain.
Super Saiyan Grade 2 Mastery: 1/150 - This enhanced form is an immense strain on the body and the mind. To handle the strain of energy you force through yourself you must first master the Saiyan instincts of the form. (Does not gain Line of the Son benefit as this is only half a skill, finishing this will unlock the true SSg2 Mastery which does get the benefit)
Super Saiyan Grade 3?: 10/20 - You feel something deeper, a deeper colour of gold if only you could reach out and touch it.
Ascended Super Saiyan Mastery: 1/2,000 - The pure drain of this form is incredible, and remarkably efficient despite this. It is doubtful anyone has the sheer force of will and Endurance to master this incredible power, even partially.
Ultimate Super Saiyan?: 0/???: Something is here, not the Ascended but something...Cold.
Mad Science: 6/Purple - The ability to break laws of physics and understand Bulma's 3rd grade homework.
Engineering: 79/200 - The sparky bit goes in the socket. The bendy bit needs to be straight. Smash this bits together to make Shocker-Beeps! Today you learned about Thermodynamics, hahaha Gossards meat will never be cooked again! Screws remain an elusive mystery
Intimidate: 3/10 - You are naturally a rather intimidating baby, and if commented on it Goku blames Bulma. Bulma thinks it's cute and sneaks you treats when you do it.
Other skills unknown
Ki Techniques:
Flight - Zenith: You can fly casually with a mere thought, faster than the eyes can comprehend. When sprinting you can achieve speeds of 0.1C, though you definitely want to be protecting the atmosphere when you do it. Your knowledge of this technique cannot rise any higher, though your Ki Control holds you back.
Yellowpoke - Basic: You can channel Yellow Ki into your finger, then launch it like a dart from a blowgun at someone. At this level it's slightly stronger than if you'd punched them, but does strange things to Green, Orange and Yellow Ki-Auras and Transformations
Orangepoke - Basic: You can channel Orange Ki into your finger, then launch it like a dart from a blowgun at someone. At this level it's slightly stronger than if you'd punched them, but does strange things to Green, Orange and Yellow Ki-Auras or Transformations. If used on a Super Saiyan will induce the Deluded Super Saiyan form.
Unshaped Masenko - Advanced: A two-handed blast attack, this variation of Piccolo's technique trades power for width. It is an area attack spreading from the crossed palms of your hands
-Variant: Golden Masenko - Perfect: It seems in the Super Saiyan form your lack of skill in shaping drifts away. By channeling pure Yellow energy while in the Super Saiyan Transformation, your Masenko is much more traditional and focused.
-Variant: Hyper Masenko - Advanced: You are skilled enough using the Golden Masenko you can do it one handed, even firing the technique from both hands independently
Unshaped Makosen - Perfect: The sister technique of the Masenko, the Makosen is a deceptive technique. By firing a weak blast to distract and draw attention, followed by a much stronger one to do the real damage. Like Gohan's other variant, it is barely shaped, causing the burst to expand in size at the expense of power.
Explosive Wave - Perfect: A protective maneuver, you release your Ki in a blast of energy, driving away foes and giving you breathing room
Tenma Defense - Advanced: Inspired by the Green Shield Gossard utilized, this expanding Shield is capable of protecting a large area and multiple people. While merely a lesser shade of the true Emerald Shield it is still an incredibly powerful defense. People within the shield (including Gohan himself) report feeling refreshed by the experience
Unseen Blast (Modifer) - Perfect: By channeling your attack through your eyes, you can surprise an enemy at the expense of reduced power and temporary blindness.
Gottex Briefs:
He looks out from his home, the Lookout, a great repository of knowledge and power, both of the spiritual and the magical. He looks out upon the world, his brow furrowed in concern.
And miles away, a halfbreed takes it's first breath. A harbinger of change, and possibly Hope.
---
Welcome everyone, to today's Quest. You will raise a Half-Saiyan child, from birth to death and maybe even Second-Death (or 3+ if Namekian dragonballs, man Death is cheap in DBZ). I'll be using a slightly adjusted headcanon version of Dragonball, but it should be mostly familiar. basically you just get the opportunity to become SS4, without needing to suffer through GT. And a few other things.
But first things first, what kind of Saiyan are you?
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Your father is a great man, with jet-black hair. A Saiyan, from Planet Vegeta. His name is:
[X] Son Goku, raised on earth he has become a Hero, saving it when his mission was to cleanse it. Unlocks Pre-Saiyan Saga Start. +5 Potential, -2 Intelligence, +50% XP from Sparring actions and Fighting, +10 to rolls accessing or mastering the Super forms
[ ] Vegeta Vegeta, 24th of His Name, Prince of the Planet Vegeta and of All Saiyans. +2 Potential, +1 Intelligence, Easier to master your Saiyan Instincts, +15 to rolls accessing or mastering the Oozaru forms
Your mother was a human, a prodigy and rather important politically. Her name is:
[ ] ChiChi, former martial arts prodigy and daughter of the Ox King. +3 Potential, +50% XP from Sparring actions and Fighting
[X] Bulma Briefs, the super-genius daughter of the super-genius Dr Briefs. Rather brash and commanding, enough to tame a Saiyan. +3 Intimidate, +5 Intelligence
When you were born, you feel your tail curl around you as you let out a loud needy scream. The cold, cold air biting your young skin. Your lungs opening for the first time and a gnawing hunger emanating from your stomach. Something quells you though, looking up into your father's eyes as his calloused hand runs over the base of your tail and...
[ ] Pain, and betrayal. The tail torn from the base of your spine. +??? to ???, -???, Cannot attain Oozaru form unless it regrows (-1 Tail Regrowth)
[X] Soothing, calm stroking to quell your cries, the doctors attending hoping you are satisfied shattering all the glass in the hospital and don't reach further with those incredible Half-Saiyan Lungs (Goku only) +??? to ???, -???, -???
[ ] Tugging you up and glaring you into submission, your cries stifling at the rather intimidating eyes and the involuntary paralysis. (Vegeta Only). +??? to ???, -???, -???
OOC: The two 'keep tail' options are identical, I just don't see Vegeta being calm so I made a unique choice for him
Something stirs within you as you rest on the first day. Something rises to the surface:
[ ] A Red Spark ???
[ ] A Golden spark ???
[ ] A Brown spark ???
[ ] A Blue spark ??? (Bulma only)
[X] A Green spark, flecked with Gold ??? (LEGENDARY SUPER SAIYAN!)
And, between your legs, a choice with no mechanical benefit or detriment
[X] Male
[ ] Female
[ ] Other?
Character generation Rolling
Character Sheet:
Age: 4
Gender: Male
Power Level: 1.6 Million resting, 2 Million Tail, 10M Starting Legend, 40M False Super Saiyan, 60M False Super Gossard
Transformations:
"Yellow": Can project your Aura into a weapon, spitting raw Yellow Ki. This also spikes your Power Level by x3. If you sustain this form more than a minute your hair begins flickering blonde and you will promptly collapse unconscious. However when you collapse, your hair flickers between Black, Yellow, Green and Cyan.
LEGENDARY Saiyan: The Green energy source that is your birthright. Simply attaining the form causes you to lose yourself within the Green unless you impose YOUR will. A mindbending hiveminded transformation. Broly is forced into the state and subsumed into the hivemind that you control and subjugate. You gain a x5 multiplier that increases over time and complete control over your Ki. Minimum Instinct: 50
False Super Saiyan: The Orange energy source, the representation of Mental Illness. While you have seen through it once, you know that each time you face a new battle against a new foe. This form grants subconscious reality warping for both good and ill, as well as a x20 multiplier to base Power. In this form the Aura is Yellow if you are lost within the form and becomes Orange when you come to terms with the unique illness. Your body (skin, clothes and hair) are tinted within the unearthly light, despite the fact your Aura should not tint you that colour. It is vaguely unsettling to see. Minimum Instinct: 450
-Grade Two (False Super Gossard): You take your Madness and amplify it, your mind twisting into a potent acid that emanates, seeking unfriendly minds to connect and attack with unfiltered Insanity. In this form you gain Telepathy, though the effects are dangerous to unprepared minds. Minimum Instinct: 500
Traits:
THE LEGEND: You are the Legendary Super Saiyan. A mere rumour, this awe-inspiring, wonderful, monstrous form has spelled near-doom for the Saiyan race every time it has appeared. Beginning Power Level boost 5,000 + (1d10*1,000). Gains access to Legendary Saiyan transformation track. +900 Saiyan instincts, +25 Strength
YOUR POWER IS MAXIMUM!: You are a Legend, the strength of your predecessor scared the Gods Themselves and Those Beyond Mortal Ken. Your body is built to Fight, to Rule and to Conquer All Within Sight. +150% PL boost except Zenkai
Tailed Saiyan: Your tail grants you balance and regulates your Ki within your body. If provided with Blutz Waves however you gain access to the Great Oozaru Form! Increase Powerlevel by *1.25. Grants access to Oozaru transformation track. +50 Saiyan instincts.
Line of the Son: +10 to all "Super' and "Legendary" forms. +50% XP gain from Sparring and Fighting
Name of the Son: +50% XP gain from Sparring and Fighting
Stats:
Potential: 20
Magical Aptitude: 16
Intelligence: 28
Willpower: 11
Endurance: 10
Saiyan Instincts: 890
Strength-Dexterity Ratio: 65
Skills:
Turtle School: 10/10 - You possess the knowledge of the school, this Defensive style is built around tapping every single ounce of power in a body and bringing it forth while also increasing toughness. The epitome of the paranoid, untalented but supremely dedicated martial artist, it's primary technique is the Kamehameha Wave and grants an increase in the amount of Health per Power Level.
1G: 40,000/444,444
Demon King Piccolo School: 10/10 - You possess the knowledge of the school, this tricky School is designed around misdirection and different methods of attack, as shown by the Soumasen Eye Blast or the Evil Wave Explosion.
1G: 40,000/444,444
Oozaru Mastery: 0/??? - Maintaining control of the giant monkey form. You currently have no idea what the Oozaru form even is, or that it's possible.
Yellow Aura: 4/4 - You have unlocked the Yellow transformation.
-Golden Aura 1/10 - You can channel your Energy into a more potent spark attack and hold the Yellow form longer.
??? Aura: N/A - You don't know anything about this. Maybe it's Cyan??
Speech: 10/10 - You are perfectly fluent in Japanglish, the native tongue of the Earth.
Command: 2/100 - You like giving orders.
Efficient Application of Ki: 50/100 - You have begun to shape Ki for use in Techniques, rather than rely purely on instinct when throwing it around. You are rather skilled at it, able to do the typical Ki manipulation, including gripping Ki attacks without letting them explode.
Ki Training: 5/10 - You understand how to train Ki in the basic methods, to train Body, Mind and Soul through generic martial arts workouts but have not quite mastered the technique. You gain half the bonuses of a Martial Art.
Meditation: 20/20 - You have learned how to guide yourself into and out of the meditative state, though you prefer doing so away from any people or objects including the ground.
Mystical Training 1: 10/500 - You have begun to delve into the Science of Concepts. While you can do little more than conjure sparks or small breaths of wind, further study proves very promising now you have the basics down.
LEGENDARY Saiyan Mastery: 1/1 MAX - You have attained the form, what else is there?
-LEGENDARY Saiyan Control: 69/70 (Currently MAXED) - Within the form you are Gossard, the Legendary Half-Human, And you CONTROL the form. The hivemind exists at your will, kept out of your head but pressing against your mind like acid.
-LEGENDARY Saiyan grade 2: 6/10 - You felt something within the form. Something that has been touched myriad times but never achieved in the echoes found within the Green. What is it?
False Super Saiyan Mastery: 48/50 - The Flickering Form, this mentally unstable transformation induces a variety of mental disorders but you have begun to see through them, able to move through the form into False Gossard in subjective seconds. True mastery eludes you however, and those moments of distraction could prove crippling in a true fight.
-False Super Saiyan grade 2 Mastery: 3/40 - The Infectious Form. Your unstable mind reaches out to your foes, staining them with madness for you to take advantage of. But a door once opened, may be entered from both directions.
-False Super Saiyan grade 3?: 0/??? - You feel a more pure form of the form, a Strength Within Madness waiting to be brought forth.
-False Kibo Saiyan: 0/???
-False Osore Saiyan: 0/???
Mad Science: 8/Purple - The ability to break laws of physics and understand Bulma's 6th grade homework (though not replicate it).
-Ki Science: 2/Green - The study of Power and it's effects on reality. You can currently store approximately 900PL within a fridge-sized container indefinitely.
Enchantment: 1/??? - You think that is what you did.
Engineering: 90/200 - You are a prodigy of the mechanical arts, able to converse with PHDs in their field of expertise, though their more technical terms still elude you, lacking a truly formal education. In one day you learned about Electro-Magnetism and promptly used it to bring your brother down to earth.
Intimidate: 6/10 - You are naturally a rather intimidating child, especially if you can bare your teeth in a disconcerting violence-promising grin
Other skills unknown.
Ki Techniques:
Energy Shield - ???: You think you remember doing this, and scraps of knowledge whisper in your mind, but you cannot yet replicate the feat especially without Green energy
Flight - Advanced: You can fly at a speed close to the speed of Light. You feel you are still being held back by your ability to channel Ki the right way more than your skill in Flight, especially with the level of Power you wield.
Orangepoke - Primitive: A derivative of Gohan's Yellowpoke ability, you can channel Orange Ki into your finger, then launch it like a dart from a blowgun at someone. At this level it's slightly stronger than if you'd physically poked them, but does strange things to Green, Orange and Yellow Ki-Auras and Transformations. If used on a Super Saiyan will induce the Deluded Super Saiyan form.
Greenpoke - Primitive: A derivative of Gohan's Yellowpoke ability, you can channel Orange Ki into your finger, then launch it like a dart from a blowgun at someone. At this level it's slightly stronger than if you'd physically poked them, but does strange things to Transformed Saiyans
Yellowpoke - Primitive: A copy of Gohan's Yellowpoke ability, you can channel Yellow Ki into your finger, then launch it like a dart from a blowgun at someone. At this level it's slightly stronger than if you'd physically poked them, but does strange things to Transformed Saiyans.
Jan Ken - Basic: A series of three attacks that channel Speed (Chyoki), Strength (Gu) or both (Pa). The first is a blinding attack, both physically attacking the eyes and at the higher stages conceptually rendering the victim senseless. The second is a rather basic physical attack, though much more efficient and strong than typical without sacrificing speed, while the third temporarily stuns the victim. At this level you can channel the technique into your every action only to the barest fractions, relying on the actual attacks more than the passive benefit.
Kamehameha - Advanced: The staple of the Turtle School. By gathering all of the inefficient immobile pools of Ki throughout the body and channeling it, this technique greatly increases in power. The apex of efficiency.
-Variant: LEGENDARY Kamehameha - Basic: Tapping into the green sparks that burn in your Energy even in your Base State, you can turn your attack into a continuous beam that only grows in strength the longer you hold it. Unfortunately the strange Green Ki reacts differently to regular Ki and thus your technique is less efficient and developed.
--Variant: The LEGENDARY Bubble Beam - Skilled: Tying the length of the beam to your breath you can emit it much much longer than before. With the Tsuihikidan the Kamehameha beam fragments into bubbles of destructive energy homing into the target and the Green Energy being used prevents each bubble from dissipating, instead the bubbles gain strength and speed over time.
-Variant?: Orange Kamehameha???: You need to explore the Orange Form more to fully bring forth your idea
Masenko - Skilled: A two-handed blast attack, used by Piccolo and other Demon King Practitioners. It is a wide burst attack spreading from the crossed palms of your hands.
Explosive Wave - Basic: A protective maneuver, you release your Ki in a blast of energy, driving away foes and giving you breathing room
Tsuihikidan (Modifer) - Primitive: You have a basic understanding of the technique but aren't skilled enough to use it in actual combat, with the exception of your Bubble Beam attack.
Unseen Blast (Modifer) - Basic: By channeling your attack through your eyes, you can surprise an enemy at the expense of reduced power and temporary blindness.
Technique Tiers: Primitive - Basic - Skilled - Advanced - Perfect -Zenith
Gohan Briefs:
Gohan Briefs, Half-Saiyan
Age: 4
Gender: Male
Power Level: 1.6 Million resting, 2 Million Tail, 100 Million Super Saiyan, 150 Million Super Gohan, 400 Million Ascended Super Saiyan
Transformations:
Super Saiyan: A powerful transformation unlocked when you realized your brother was gone, replaced with a maniacal "Legendary Saiyan". Attaining this form increases your power by x50 but it changes you, your eyes turn green and your hair Blonde. Minimum Instinct: 0
-Grade Two (Super Gohan): Forcing your energy into a higher state of existence. This energy-sapping form puts a major strain on body and mind to maintain. Your hair becomes more rigid and pales in colour while your muscles increase in bulk (though without mechanical effect). x1.5. Minimum Instinct: 600
Ascended Super Saiyan (SS3): An incredible power, you tap into Pure Endurance. The determination to Keep Going burns you up at an incredible rate. Your eyebrows boil off, replaced with ridges and your face becomes much more angular and sharp. In contrast, your hair becomes much softer than Super Saiyan 1 and flows down to your waist. This form is immensely stamina heavy, burning through your reserves just by existing. x4 modifier. Minimum Instinct: See Super Saiyan
Orange and Yellow (Deluded Super Saiyan): Assuming this form fully will probably cripple you
Traits:
Golden Boy: Within you burns the Heart of a Super Saiyan. You gain the 'Yellow Aura' skill immediately upon seeing and recognizing a coloured Aura skill being used, +??? XP Boost to Attaining and Mastering Super forms (Redacted)
Tailed Saiyan: Your tail grants you balance and regulates your Ki within your body. If provided with Blutz Waves however you gain access to the Great Oozaru Form! Increase
Powerlevel by *1.25. Grants access to Oozaru transformation track. +50 Saiyan instincts.
Line of the Son: +10 to all "Super' forms. +50% XP gain from Sparring and Fighting
Name of the Son: +50% XP gain from Sparring and Fighting
Watcher: You learn by observing everything a person does. Your eyes focus completely on them in a way you have been told is 'eerie' and memorize every tiny thing. +100% XP Gain when attempting to copy what someone shows you.
Stats:
Potential: 20
Magical Aptitude: 1
Intelligence: 28
Willpower: 12
Endurance: 9
Saiyan Instincts: 128
Strength-Dexterity Ratio: 52
Skills:
Demon King Piccolo School: 10/10 - You possess the knowledge of the school, this tricky School is designed around misdirection and different methods of attack, as shown by the Soumasen Eye Blast or the Evil Wave Explosion.
1G: 19,000/444,444
Oozaru Mastery: 0/??? - Maintaining control of the giant monkey form. You currently have no idea what the Oozaru form even is, or that it's possible
Orange: 0/10 - SOMETHING happened and something inside you stirred. You attained the combined form of Yellow and Orange for a nanosecond, halting the transformation in the middle. Unable to complete the form without dying, you simply held it there and slowly dragged yourself down through Force Of Will.
Efficient Application of Ki: 34/100 - You have begun to shape Ki for use in Techniques, rather than rely purely on instinct when throwing it around. Though you prefer to use direct attacks with as little shaping as possible, you can take Shaped Ki and redirect it, deflecting blasts of much lower power than you and gripping giant balls of Ki without bursting the fragile casing
Ki Training: 10/10 - You understand how to train Ki in the basic methods, to train Body, Mind and Soul through generic martial arts workouts. Gain the full bonuses offered by Martial Arts when training
Meditation: 20/20 - You have learned how to guide yourself into and out of the meditative state, though you prefer doing so surrounded by Ki Signatures. You have taken to flying into a city and meditating on top of office buildings. Suspiciously, those same buildings report increased production???
-Inspiration: 2/??? - When you Meditate you can release a Pulse of Power than other people instinctively copy. At the current level you can increase someone's Power by 1/40,000 of your own Power and cannot distinguish between who receives the benefit within the area of effect.
Super Saiyan Mastery: 40/50 - You have achieved the form and adopted it as your own, quelling the peaks of emotion the form grants. You cannot quite maintain the form a full hour, but you feel the plateau ahead, theoretical permanence at the expense of a quicker old age from the passive strain.
Super Saiyan Grade 2 Mastery: 1/150 - This enhanced form is an immense strain on the body and the mind. To handle the strain of energy you force through yourself you must first master the Saiyan instincts of the form. (Does not gain Line of the Son benefit as this is only half a skill, finishing this will unlock the true SSg2 Mastery which does get the benefit)
Super Saiyan Grade 3?: 10/20 - You feel something deeper, a deeper colour of gold if only you could reach out and touch it.
Ascended Super Saiyan Mastery: 1/2,000 - The pure drain of this form is incredible, and remarkably efficient despite this. It is doubtful anyone has the sheer force of will and Endurance to master this incredible power, even partially.
Ultimate Super Saiyan?: 0/???: Something is here, not the Ascended but something...Cold.
Mad Science: 6/Purple - The ability to break laws of physics and understand Bulma's 3rd grade homework.
Engineering: 79/200 - The sparky bit goes in the socket. The bendy bit needs to be straight. Smash this bits together to make Shocker-Beeps! Today you learned about Thermodynamics, hahaha Gossards meat will never be cooked again! Screws remain an elusive mystery
Intimidate: 3/10 - You are naturally a rather intimidating baby, and if commented on it Goku blames Bulma. Bulma thinks it's cute and sneaks you treats when you do it.
Other skills unknown
Ki Techniques:
Flight - Zenith: You can fly casually with a mere thought, faster than the eyes can comprehend. When sprinting you can achieve speeds of 0.1C, though you definitely want to be protecting the atmosphere when you do it. Your knowledge of this technique cannot rise any higher, though your Ki Control holds you back.
Yellowpoke - Basic: You can channel Yellow Ki into your finger, then launch it like a dart from a blowgun at someone. At this level it's slightly stronger than if you'd punched them, but does strange things to Green, Orange and Yellow Ki-Auras and Transformations
Orangepoke - Basic: You can channel Orange Ki into your finger, then launch it like a dart from a blowgun at someone. At this level it's slightly stronger than if you'd punched them, but does strange things to Green, Orange and Yellow Ki-Auras or Transformations. If used on a Super Saiyan will induce the Deluded Super Saiyan form.
Unshaped Masenko - Advanced: A two-handed blast attack, this variation of Piccolo's technique trades power for width. It is an area attack spreading from the crossed palms of your hands
-Variant: Golden Masenko - Perfect: It seems in the Super Saiyan form your lack of skill in shaping drifts away. By channeling pure Yellow energy while in the Super Saiyan Transformation, your Masenko is much more traditional and focused.
-Variant: Hyper Masenko - Advanced: You are skilled enough using the Golden Masenko you can do it one handed, even firing the technique from both hands independently
Unshaped Makosen - Perfect: The sister technique of the Masenko, the Makosen is a deceptive technique. By firing a weak blast to distract and draw attention, followed by a much stronger one to do the real damage. Like Gohan's other variant, it is barely shaped, causing the burst to expand in size at the expense of power.
Explosive Wave - Perfect: A protective maneuver, you release your Ki in a blast of energy, driving away foes and giving you breathing room
Tenma Defense - Advanced: Inspired by the Green Shield Gossard utilized, this expanding Shield is capable of protecting a large area and multiple people. While merely a lesser shade of the true Emerald Shield it is still an incredibly powerful defense. People within the shield (including Gohan himself) report feeling refreshed by the experience
Unseen Blast (Modifer) - Perfect: By channeling your attack through your eyes, you can surprise an enemy at the expense of reduced power and temporary blindness.
Gottex Briefs:
Gottex Briefs, Half-Saiyan
Age: 1
Gender: Female
Power Level: 1,715 resting, 2,144 Tail, 2,144(?) ??? Saiyan
Traits:
Otherworldly Energies: Your Ki naturally flows and settles into a Divinely Inspired state, similar in nature to that of a Planetary Guardian. And deep within your soul, something stirs. A tribal drumming, a beat of six. +1,000PL, +5 Potential, can self-teach Kai School and Divine Saiyan School.
Tailed Saiyan: Your tail grants you balance and regulates your Ki within your body. If provided with Blutz Waves however you gain access to the Great Oozaru Form! Increase Powerlevel by *1.25. Grants access to Oozaru transformation track. +50 Saiyan instincts.
Line of the Son: +10 to all "Super' forms. +50% XP gain from Sparring and Fighting
Name of the Son: +50% XP gain from Sparring and Fighting
???: ???
???
Stats:
Potential: 24
Magical Aptitude: 32
Intelligence: 20
Willpower: 7
Endurance: 6
Saiyan Instincts: 180
Strength-Dexterity: 30
Red ???: ???/??? (Max) Pretty red lights!
Yellow Aura: 0/??? Pretty yellow lights!
Spirituality: 10/??? - The knowledge of how to be a Kami, as filtered through Goku's perspective, though somewhat tempered by Mr Popo.
Magical Skill: ???
-Namekian Magic: ???
-Kami Magic: ???
Mad Science: 3/Purple - The ability to break laws of physics and understand Bulma's 3rd grade homework.
Engineering: 10/200 - Making sparky bits go into other bits to make Lights. You like Light.
Intimidate: 9/10 - You are naturally a rather intimidating baby, which you use to great effect in taming your older Employee Buru
Age: 1
Gender: Female
Power Level: 1,715 resting, 2,144 Tail, 2,144(?) ??? Saiyan
Traits:
Otherworldly Energies: Your Ki naturally flows and settles into a Divinely Inspired state, similar in nature to that of a Planetary Guardian. And deep within your soul, something stirs. A tribal drumming, a beat of six. +1,000PL, +5 Potential, can self-teach Kai School and Divine Saiyan School.
Tailed Saiyan: Your tail grants you balance and regulates your Ki within your body. If provided with Blutz Waves however you gain access to the Great Oozaru Form! Increase Powerlevel by *1.25. Grants access to Oozaru transformation track. +50 Saiyan instincts.
Line of the Son: +10 to all "Super' forms. +50% XP gain from Sparring and Fighting
Name of the Son: +50% XP gain from Sparring and Fighting
???: ???
???
Stats:
Potential: 24
Magical Aptitude: 32
Intelligence: 20
Willpower: 7
Endurance: 6
Saiyan Instincts: 180
Strength-Dexterity: 30
Red ???: ???/??? (Max) Pretty red lights!
Yellow Aura: 0/??? Pretty yellow lights!
Spirituality: 10/??? - The knowledge of how to be a Kami, as filtered through Goku's perspective, though somewhat tempered by Mr Popo.
Magical Skill: ???
-Namekian Magic: ???
-Kami Magic: ???
Mad Science: 3/Purple - The ability to break laws of physics and understand Bulma's 3rd grade homework.
Engineering: 10/200 - Making sparky bits go into other bits to make Lights. You like Light.
Intimidate: 9/10 - You are naturally a rather intimidating baby, which you use to great effect in taming your older Employee Buru
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BIRTH OF THE LEGENDARY SUPER SAIYAN! Goku and Bulma's problems have only just begun
lordchaos99
(I have left SV)
You scream. The cold, it bites at you, you want to go back. BACK! A shower of green sparks form as your aura flares.
"Woah there! We got a fiesty one here Bulma!" A voice interrupts you, hand on your tail, gently trying to calm you down
"Going...to kill you...damn Alien...biology." Momma's voice comes in a pained gasp as you wonder what happened. Did the big Rival hurt her! DID RIVAL HURT PROTECTIVE!HOME!MOMMA! Your teeth bite down on BIGRIVALs finger.
Your irises vanish as you glare up at the RIVAL that dared hurt your MOMMA. A cascade of rainbow sparks roll through the room, shorting out complex and expensive medical equipment effortlessly. Your cries of Injustice and COLDAIR giving way to screams of protective rage. Faint tinkling sounds out as every piece of glass in a mile radius shatters
Distantly you hear a small PREYTHING babble nonsense, falling back on routine instinctively.
"Birth uh healthy uh boy, son of Son Goku and Bulma Briefs. Time of birth uh T-T-Two thirty in in the arfternoon, Seventh of May in uh the year..."
[X] Pre-Saiyan Saga - Born four years before Raditz landed. More time to train
-[X] MOMMA is still straining, NOTGREEN RIVAL must be coming out (Gohan's Twin)
-[ ] MOMMA is...wow MOMMA can glare. GO MOMMA! (Replace Gohan)
[ ] Post-Namek Saga - Born just 9 months after Goku returns to Earth, pumped full of Super Saiyan Energy. Super-Bloodline Trait gained (Bonus to gaining Super forms). +5,000PL
[ ] Pre-Android Saga - Less than a year before the Androids appear, Bulma brought Goku back for a single day in order to see his Son be born. Super-Bloodline Trait gained (Bonus to gaining Super forms). +5,000PL
-[ ] MOMMA is still straining, NOTGREEN RIVAL must be coming out (Trunk's Twin)
-[ ] MOMMA is...wow MOMMA can glare. GO MOMMA! (Replace Trunks)
[ ] Post-Cell Saga (Second timeline) - It is slightly less than 9 months after the Cell Games ended and the strange Prince returned from an Android-plagued Earth. Super-Bloodline Trait gained (Bonus to gaining Super forms). +20,000PL
[ ] Post-Buu Saga - The main threats to the universe have been quelled, for now. But the God of Destruction is stirring and the other Universes are drawing their eyes towards each other. And in a distant place beyond time, Demigra plots
Once the shock of your birth calms, andr replacement equipment taking their place by Bulma's bedside, she holds her new baby in her arms and names him.
"I'll call you..."
[ ] Write-In
[X] Gossard
Requirements: Must fill one of these criteria. You can get multiple bonuses with one name, choose carefully
WARNING: If Pre-Saiyan is chosen but you aren't Gohan's Twin, you must be named Gohan
WARNING: You cannot use Saiyan names if Pre-Saiyan is chosen
Briefs name - A reference to underwear. +3 Intelligence, +1 Potential, +3 Intimidate, +3 Mad Science ✓✓
Son name - Must begin with Go. +3 Potential, +50% XP from Sparring actions and Fighting ✓✓
Saiyan name - A pun on vegetables. +3 Oozaru Mastery, +4 Potential
Oh and finally, what do you do for your very first Year of Life
[ ] Dream of conquering
[ ] Dream of murder
[ ] Fly
[ ] Ambush Twin (only if you have one) (does NOT result in attempted murder)
[ ] Hunt any BIGRIVALS on the planet
[ ] Hunt PREYTHINGS, you get hungry
[X] Talk, a Legend must address his PREYTHINGS and FALLENRIVALS (probably does not result in attempted murder
"Woah there! We got a fiesty one here Bulma!" A voice interrupts you, hand on your tail, gently trying to calm you down
"Going...to kill you...damn Alien...biology." Momma's voice comes in a pained gasp as you wonder what happened. Did the big Rival hurt her! DID RIVAL HURT PROTECTIVE!HOME!MOMMA! Your teeth bite down on BIGRIVALs finger.
Your irises vanish as you glare up at the RIVAL that dared hurt your MOMMA. A cascade of rainbow sparks roll through the room, shorting out complex and expensive medical equipment effortlessly. Your cries of Injustice and COLDAIR giving way to screams of protective rage. Faint tinkling sounds out as every piece of glass in a mile radius shatters
Distantly you hear a small PREYTHING babble nonsense, falling back on routine instinctively.
"Birth uh healthy uh boy, son of Son Goku and Bulma Briefs. Time of birth uh T-T-Two thirty in in the arfternoon, Seventh of May in uh the year..."
[X] Pre-Saiyan Saga - Born four years before Raditz landed. More time to train
-[X] MOMMA is still straining, NOTGREEN RIVAL must be coming out (Gohan's Twin)
-[ ] MOMMA is...wow MOMMA can glare. GO MOMMA! (Replace Gohan)
[ ] Post-Namek Saga - Born just 9 months after Goku returns to Earth, pumped full of Super Saiyan Energy. Super-Bloodline Trait gained (Bonus to gaining Super forms). +5,000PL
[ ] Pre-Android Saga - Less than a year before the Androids appear, Bulma brought Goku back for a single day in order to see his Son be born. Super-Bloodline Trait gained (Bonus to gaining Super forms). +5,000PL
-[ ] MOMMA is still straining, NOTGREEN RIVAL must be coming out (Trunk's Twin)
-[ ] MOMMA is...wow MOMMA can glare. GO MOMMA! (Replace Trunks)
[ ] Post-Cell Saga (Second timeline) - It is slightly less than 9 months after the Cell Games ended and the strange Prince returned from an Android-plagued Earth. Super-Bloodline Trait gained (Bonus to gaining Super forms). +20,000PL
[ ] Post-Buu Saga - The main threats to the universe have been quelled, for now. But the God of Destruction is stirring and the other Universes are drawing their eyes towards each other. And in a distant place beyond time, Demigra plots
Once the shock of your birth calms, andr replacement equipment taking their place by Bulma's bedside, she holds her new baby in her arms and names him.
"I'll call you..."
[ ] Write-In
[X] Gossard
Requirements: Must fill one of these criteria. You can get multiple bonuses with one name, choose carefully
WARNING: If Pre-Saiyan is chosen but you aren't Gohan's Twin, you must be named Gohan
WARNING: You cannot use Saiyan names if Pre-Saiyan is chosen
Briefs name - A reference to underwear. +3 Intelligence, +1 Potential, +3 Intimidate, +3 Mad Science ✓✓
Son name - Must begin with Go. +3 Potential, +50% XP from Sparring actions and Fighting ✓✓
Saiyan name - A pun on vegetables. +3 Oozaru Mastery, +4 Potential
Oh and finally, what do you do for your very first Year of Life
[ ] Dream of conquering
[ ] Dream of murder
[ ] Fly
[ ] Ambush Twin (only if you have one) (does NOT result in attempted murder)
[ ] Hunt any BIGRIVALS on the planet
[ ] Hunt PREYTHINGS, you get hungry
[X] Talk, a Legend must address his PREYTHINGS and FALLENRIVALS (probably does not result in attempted murder
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Meet the Twins! Super Gohan and the Legendary Gossard!
lordchaos99
(I have left SV)
You fidget and fuss, giving BIGRIVAL a suspicious glare as MOMMA cradles you in her arm. NOTGREEN RIVAL has claimed her other arm, his eyes watching you warily and glancing suspiciously at BIGRIVAL. Good, he seems to have some brains in that weak little skull of his.
"I don't get it Bulma." BIGRIVAL chatters unintelligibly, probably a threat. You and your brother bear your teeth at the strange man, protectively gripping MOMMA. MOMMA won't be hurt while the two of you are here. "His energy...I've never felt anything like it! This is amazing! And Gohan, you can only sense it when Gossard sends those sparks but, it's like an echo finder thing, like those Bats you showed me. Something in his Aura, it reacts."
BIGRIVAL gets closer, touching NOTGREEN RIVAL's cheek. Even if NOTGREEN is a pitiful prince at best, he is still YOUR brother. You claim him. You saw your Energy break those machines and make BIGRIVAL look threatened so you tap into it!
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Goku pulls back, a spray of green flickers launched from his eldest son, and promptly matched by yellow from his youngest
"AH! See Bulma, fiesty! hehe. They really are your kids!" He grins, scratching the back of his head, while Bulma is more focused on the two powerhouses in her arms. Specifically their hair, which had (ever so briefly) shifted to match the colour of their sparks. Bulma looks up at Goku, gleam in her eyes. Her mind already running a mile a minute, crafting tests, hypothesis and
"Oh no, not the needles again!" Goku complains with a shiver, recognizing the look which had appeared more and more, ever since the pregnancy and the uncovering of his alien heritage. His only response was another defensive spray of sparks from Gossard and a suspicious glare from his Grandpa's namesake
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You rest for a while, snuggling closer to MOMMA. She seems odd, smells different but like MOMMA. Is she sick or something? Your tail swishes in the air as you think, then you realize. MOMMA'S TAIL! MOMMA should have a tail, did someone take it? You try to sit up in a panic, only to topple back over. Silently cursing your weak body you blink. What were you thinking about? Probably Momma, she is so nice.
You cuddle up and drift off to sleep, buoyed by imagined screams of the pitiful damned and the sensation of violence drumming in your head.
"Something is definitely off Goku," A squeaky voice tries to disturb you but you ignore it. "His Ki, it's fluctuating and well, it's huge! Like I've never seen something like this. And you said his hair turned GREEN?"
"Yeah it was so cool! He is a strong little guy isn't he? And Gohan too, his Ki spiked pretty hard when copying Gossard." BIGRIVAL is trying to rob you of sleep...You'll make his death long and brutal and, and, his death wil be postponed for after naptime.
"I, I know Goku...we all felt it, we thought you were under attack! It felt...Goku, your children feel like rage and blood!" The shrill one continues to disturb you, but you are a Saiyan! You Will have naptimes! Wait, Saiyan? That feels impo...nt...zzzzz
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Gossard. That's your name. Momma taught you that. You quite like it. It feels a bit odd, but a lot of the world seems odd. Smells weird, like weakness but it can't be. Momma isn't weakness. Momma is Momma. Gohan, (NOTGREEN's Momma-name) seems to adapt well to things, but you can't quite. And Daddy keeps showing up! Stupid big bad ThreatToMomma hangs around.
Once he even tried to poison you, a strange too-hot milk-like thing with a Not-Momma teat. You soon fixed that, you destroyed the Poison and your stiff highchair and the room. You aren't stupid like Gohan, you only drink Not-Poison from Momma. Gohan seems to let the bad Daddy feed him but you refuse, only letting Momma feed you the 3 liters of Not-Poison you need a day.
She seems a bit stressed, her hair all sticky-up and bags under her eyes. Must be bad Daddy hanging around.
More than one time she carries you down into CHROMEPLACE to poke you with beeps and boopythings. it's fun! Though you are careful, Momma said not to break anything in CHROMEPLACE so you only use your Energyblasts when you feel like the Beeps are being uppity. They make such nice crunchy sounds when you do that. They dont smell good though, not like grilling meat at all. Stupid Beeps and Boopythings. You think that next time you will destroy them for their insolence in not breaking right.
Gohan seems different too, his weakling aura becomes more Goldy every time you tap into your Gold and he watches you so much. Even when you throw him away, he just comes back and watches. Except in the CHROMEPLACE, he is occupied there, watching the Beeps and Momma doing strange things. You think he wants to make a Beep-Slave, you saw him poking pieces of insolent Beeps after you were done with it, putting bits of different Beeps together.
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You are sitting in your crib, giggling. Shiny CHROME ball in hand, you throw it to Gohan over on the other side of the room. You giggle as he is thrown back at the force. He throws it back, the ball barely making it over the railing to your crib and landing with a soft plop. Back and forth you throw it, missing each other's cribs more often than not. But a helpful PREYTHING cowering in the corner picks it up and returns it to it's rightful landing spot. You like this PREYTHING, you won't try and put this one in it's place.
The door chimes and Momma enters
"And how are my little superbabies today hmm?" She coos, walking over to Gohan's crib (Traitor! No Momma me!). You pout and throw Yellow and Orange. Momma picks Gohan up then fetches you
"Oh there there, see I have both of you." She kisses Gohans cheek, then yours "Do you like your new toy?"
Your brother makes a general burbly sound that means yes, but you've been practising. You want Momma to be proudest of you.
"M-Momma...Es! Momma Es!" You smirk at Gohan. Momma's eyes lighting up.
"Oh, your first words! Ooh Gossard! I have to tell your Daddy. And Everyone. Oh this is so very advanced...or is it, no Goku is presumably full-blooded and well...Ooh my precious little boy!"
"Momma Es!" You repeat. You made Momma happy and beat Gohan!
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Today was strange. A GREENman came today, but he wasn't very Green on his Energyside. He felt kinda Red actually but not really, like someone added Red to clear. Like when Gohan's blood got in that stream (he was really annoying that day, poking your Energy with a Yellowpoke).
"Hmm." the old GREENman says, looking into your eyes. You don't like being looked at like that! You blank your eyes and throw sparks. Beside you Gohan eyes your Energy, before realizing it's Green and refocusing on the GREENman.
"Oh! Well, it feels like...a transformation held back?" he comments, gathering one of your sparks
"Momma!" You cry out, eyes wide. Pointing your finger at him accusatory "Daddy! Daddy! He take Green!"
Where is Momma, the only people around are Preythings (Momma calls them Employees but that word is hard) and GREENman and Daddy. You narrow your eyes at the bad men, gathering your Energy.
"BAD MAN! BAD GREENMAN TAKE GREEN! RAAAAARGGHHHH!" You lift yourself from the floor on a wave of OrangeGreen, Aura crackling. You see Daddy panic and grab a nearby Preything before you make everything White.
"In other news, Capsule Corp's secondary research lab was reduced to rubble today in an unknown explosion. Bulma Briefs has said that no-one was caught in the blast, having successfully evacuated however eyewitnesses report hearing the sound of young children crying from within the rubble. We go to Capsule Corp now for President Brief's formal press release."
You don't get mushfood that night, or any night for a week. Only milk. Hmph, but you stopped the Bad man!
---
You are now 1 year old and only narrowly are you not a murderer. Yay?
You are now old enough to have 6month turns with two options each.
You may select two options
[ ] Dream of conquering
[ ] Dream of murder
[ ] Fly
[ ] Ambush Twin (does NOT result in attempted murder)
[X] Why is Gohan staring so much! Make him tell you
[X] Ooh shiny CHROMEPLACE. Learn things from watching Momma
[ ] Hunt Goku. He is a bad man
[ ] Hunt PREYTHINGS/Employees, you get hungry
[ ] Talk, a Legend must address his Employees and Fallen Rivals (probably does not result in attempted murder)
[ ] Control the Green
[ ] Control the Orange
[ ] Control the Yellow
[ ] If Gohan wants to use Yellow, let him! Shove Yellow into him (does NOT result in attempted murder)
You got a pretty low roll on the 'talk' unfortunately. But Bulma is pretty good at SCIENCEing her babies.
Also Gohan I only gave you that roll for funsies! You weren't meant to Crit it.
"I don't get it Bulma." BIGRIVAL chatters unintelligibly, probably a threat. You and your brother bear your teeth at the strange man, protectively gripping MOMMA. MOMMA won't be hurt while the two of you are here. "His energy...I've never felt anything like it! This is amazing! And Gohan, you can only sense it when Gossard sends those sparks but, it's like an echo finder thing, like those Bats you showed me. Something in his Aura, it reacts."
BIGRIVAL gets closer, touching NOTGREEN RIVAL's cheek. Even if NOTGREEN is a pitiful prince at best, he is still YOUR brother. You claim him. You saw your Energy break those machines and make BIGRIVAL look threatened so you tap into it!
---
Goku pulls back, a spray of green flickers launched from his eldest son, and promptly matched by yellow from his youngest
"AH! See Bulma, fiesty! hehe. They really are your kids!" He grins, scratching the back of his head, while Bulma is more focused on the two powerhouses in her arms. Specifically their hair, which had (ever so briefly) shifted to match the colour of their sparks. Bulma looks up at Goku, gleam in her eyes. Her mind already running a mile a minute, crafting tests, hypothesis and
"Oh no, not the needles again!" Goku complains with a shiver, recognizing the look which had appeared more and more, ever since the pregnancy and the uncovering of his alien heritage. His only response was another defensive spray of sparks from Gossard and a suspicious glare from his Grandpa's namesake
---
You rest for a while, snuggling closer to MOMMA. She seems odd, smells different but like MOMMA. Is she sick or something? Your tail swishes in the air as you think, then you realize. MOMMA'S TAIL! MOMMA should have a tail, did someone take it? You try to sit up in a panic, only to topple back over. Silently cursing your weak body you blink. What were you thinking about? Probably Momma, she is so nice.
You cuddle up and drift off to sleep, buoyed by imagined screams of the pitiful damned and the sensation of violence drumming in your head.
"Something is definitely off Goku," A squeaky voice tries to disturb you but you ignore it. "His Ki, it's fluctuating and well, it's huge! Like I've never seen something like this. And you said his hair turned GREEN?"
"Yeah it was so cool! He is a strong little guy isn't he? And Gohan too, his Ki spiked pretty hard when copying Gossard." BIGRIVAL is trying to rob you of sleep...You'll make his death long and brutal and, and, his death wil be postponed for after naptime.
"I, I know Goku...we all felt it, we thought you were under attack! It felt...Goku, your children feel like rage and blood!" The shrill one continues to disturb you, but you are a Saiyan! You Will have naptimes! Wait, Saiyan? That feels impo...nt...zzzzz
---
Gossard. That's your name. Momma taught you that. You quite like it. It feels a bit odd, but a lot of the world seems odd. Smells weird, like weakness but it can't be. Momma isn't weakness. Momma is Momma. Gohan, (NOTGREEN's Momma-name) seems to adapt well to things, but you can't quite. And Daddy keeps showing up! Stupid big bad ThreatToMomma hangs around.
Once he even tried to poison you, a strange too-hot milk-like thing with a Not-Momma teat. You soon fixed that, you destroyed the Poison and your stiff highchair and the room. You aren't stupid like Gohan, you only drink Not-Poison from Momma. Gohan seems to let the bad Daddy feed him but you refuse, only letting Momma feed you the 3 liters of Not-Poison you need a day.
She seems a bit stressed, her hair all sticky-up and bags under her eyes. Must be bad Daddy hanging around.
More than one time she carries you down into CHROMEPLACE to poke you with beeps and boopythings. it's fun! Though you are careful, Momma said not to break anything in CHROMEPLACE so you only use your Energyblasts when you feel like the Beeps are being uppity. They make such nice crunchy sounds when you do that. They dont smell good though, not like grilling meat at all. Stupid Beeps and Boopythings. You think that next time you will destroy them for their insolence in not breaking right.
Gohan seems different too, his weakling aura becomes more Goldy every time you tap into your Gold and he watches you so much. Even when you throw him away, he just comes back and watches. Except in the CHROMEPLACE, he is occupied there, watching the Beeps and Momma doing strange things. You think he wants to make a Beep-Slave, you saw him poking pieces of insolent Beeps after you were done with it, putting bits of different Beeps together.
---
You are sitting in your crib, giggling. Shiny CHROME ball in hand, you throw it to Gohan over on the other side of the room. You giggle as he is thrown back at the force. He throws it back, the ball barely making it over the railing to your crib and landing with a soft plop. Back and forth you throw it, missing each other's cribs more often than not. But a helpful PREYTHING cowering in the corner picks it up and returns it to it's rightful landing spot. You like this PREYTHING, you won't try and put this one in it's place.
The door chimes and Momma enters
"And how are my little superbabies today hmm?" She coos, walking over to Gohan's crib (Traitor! No Momma me!). You pout and throw Yellow and Orange. Momma picks Gohan up then fetches you
"Oh there there, see I have both of you." She kisses Gohans cheek, then yours "Do you like your new toy?"
Your brother makes a general burbly sound that means yes, but you've been practising. You want Momma to be proudest of you.
"M-Momma...Es! Momma Es!" You smirk at Gohan. Momma's eyes lighting up.
"Oh, your first words! Ooh Gossard! I have to tell your Daddy. And Everyone. Oh this is so very advanced...or is it, no Goku is presumably full-blooded and well...Ooh my precious little boy!"
"Momma Es!" You repeat. You made Momma happy and beat Gohan!
---
Today was strange. A GREENman came today, but he wasn't very Green on his Energyside. He felt kinda Red actually but not really, like someone added Red to clear. Like when Gohan's blood got in that stream (he was really annoying that day, poking your Energy with a Yellowpoke).
"Hmm." the old GREENman says, looking into your eyes. You don't like being looked at like that! You blank your eyes and throw sparks. Beside you Gohan eyes your Energy, before realizing it's Green and refocusing on the GREENman.
"Oh! Well, it feels like...a transformation held back?" he comments, gathering one of your sparks
"Momma!" You cry out, eyes wide. Pointing your finger at him accusatory "Daddy! Daddy! He take Green!"
Where is Momma, the only people around are Preythings (Momma calls them Employees but that word is hard) and GREENman and Daddy. You narrow your eyes at the bad men, gathering your Energy.
"BAD MAN! BAD GREENMAN TAKE GREEN! RAAAAARGGHHHH!" You lift yourself from the floor on a wave of OrangeGreen, Aura crackling. You see Daddy panic and grab a nearby Preything before you make everything White.
"In other news, Capsule Corp's secondary research lab was reduced to rubble today in an unknown explosion. Bulma Briefs has said that no-one was caught in the blast, having successfully evacuated however eyewitnesses report hearing the sound of young children crying from within the rubble. We go to Capsule Corp now for President Brief's formal press release."
You don't get mushfood that night, or any night for a week. Only milk. Hmph, but you stopped the Bad man!
---
You are now 1 year old and only narrowly are you not a murderer. Yay?
You are now old enough to have 6month turns with two options each.
You may select two options
[ ] Dream of conquering
[ ] Dream of murder
[ ] Fly
[ ] Ambush Twin (does NOT result in attempted murder)
[X] Why is Gohan staring so much! Make him tell you
[X] Ooh shiny CHROMEPLACE. Learn things from watching Momma
[ ] Hunt Goku. He is a bad man
[ ] Hunt PREYTHINGS/Employees, you get hungry
[ ] Talk, a Legend must address his Employees and Fallen Rivals (probably does not result in attempted murder)
[ ] Control the Green
[ ] Control the Orange
[ ] Control the Yellow
[ ] If Gohan wants to use Yellow, let him! Shove Yellow into him (does NOT result in attempted murder)
You got a pretty low roll on the 'talk' unfortunately. But Bulma is pretty good at SCIENCEing her babies.
Also Gohan I only gave you that roll for funsies! You weren't meant to Crit it.
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lordchaos99
(I have left SV)
"This data...it's insane..." Momma exclaims, looking over a full ream of printouts. She glances at you and you wave a Sparkything back at her happily, before going back to putting things together. It's fun, even if your Beeps stop beeping quickly and don't go Beep when they find the right stuff. You tried to make a Poison Detector but it wouldn't Beep at Daddy's food, no matter how many times you shook it or twiddled the tiny knobs.
And since you had bet Gohan that it was Poison you had to let him have your Second Dessert! It wasn't Fair! You spent the entire time eating the Totally-Poison with your Green Aura throwing off rainbow sparks in a petulant huff.
And then Momma made you rebuild the chair you broke with your outburst! IT WAS NOT FAIR!
But you got back at Gohan. Now YOU have the bestest High-chair, built with pretty Sparkers and it shifted up and down so you could crawl into it without deigning to take to the air with Power. It even had little Grabbers to poke Gohan whenever he tried doing the Yellowpoke during one of your five Eating Times.
Feeling self-satisfied at the memory you continue tinkering. Gohan floated above you looking down imperiously upon his FlighThrone mk1. Hmph, pitiful weakling couldn't Fly under his own Aura so he built a Throne to carry him but you'll get him back!
Finally finished you let out a yell of victory, aiming the Electromagnetic Pulse Gun at your brother.
"HA! No more flying for you! Only LEGENDS are allowed in the air!" You smirk, rising to Gohan's level and firing. A bolt of violent energy hitting the complicated scrapwork making the whole thing shudder.
"Noooh!" He cries out dramatically, going down with his vessel as it falls to pieces, no longer able to hold itself together magnetically (Gohan never could get the hang of Bolts and Screws).
---
Krillin looked at the resulting mess uncertainly as a giggling one-year old dances in the air in victory.
"Uh, Bulma is Gohan uh...alright?" He asks, only to get a dismissive wave.
"Oh please, the only wound is to his pride. Besides if he forgot to include EMP shielding it's his own fault. He knows Gossard was tinkering with Electromagnetism yesterday." The brilliant genius instead shoves the printouts into his arms "More importantly, have you seen this? Look, it's only there in the temporal snapshot, but for a full half-second their entire genetic sequence changes, propagates their entire age from conception to now and then vanishes. Gohan's golden hair isn't a transformation, within his body it retroactively was always like that. Except the genetic coding, it's unstable. And I don't mean the form itself but, if my readings are right, the coding itself shouldn't result in the propagation wave, the body isn't tough enough. If this was his actual genetics he would have died of exhaustion an hour after birth, or an hour after literally any point you care to choose. Somehow there is a stabilizing influence, but it WONT SHOW UP!"
Krillin scratches the back of his head "Uh, well I couldn't tell you much about uh genetics and stuff, but maybe it's Ki? I mean Ki is pretty great, and they have kind of...an intimidating amount of it. Gohan is basically making a game out of Goku's training yknow. Always one step ahead, despite, well, being a baby. Actually, Kami mentioned he had a possible solution, but apparently a super-powered baby and a freak of nature aren't imp-"
Krillin hastily shuts up as six malevolent eyes lock onto him at once. Two of them apparently glowing from underneath a pile of scrap.
---
"Why do you stare at me all the time." You ask idly as you fold titanium into place. Beside you your brother is threading a Sparking Wire through his latest Beep, tongue sticking out the side of his mouth.
"Cause you do Yellow thing." He responds after a second of thinking. His words still a little stumbling and hesitant.
"This?" You ask, spreading the spark of Yellow from within you, into your Aura and expanding it past your skin. Things rattle on the walls before quieting down.
"Uh-huh. Makes symp...sympathetic? Sympathetic link to my Yellow. And you know more 'stinctively about using Ki." he tries to explain, copying your actions. Though naturally his Aura isn't as vibrantly powerful as yours. Then he goes further.
"But now I can do This!" Suddenly his Power jumps, his Aura flickering out and in uncontrollably. He closes his eyes in deep concentration, little baby muscles tensing and flexing. You stare, you knew he COULD do this, but it's the first time you paid attention. His Power is spasmodic, like it wants to expand and contract at the same time, but a force is holding it back from both outcomes. Idly you poke it with a finger wreathed in Orangepoke energies (you'd figured it out the other day, now Gohan isn't the only annoying Pokeman!).
BANG! Pain! Pain for the first time in...You go flying back, though fortunately the reinforced metal walls catch you. Gohan on the other hand is hovering slightly above the ground, his eyes the pure white you sometimes make yours. His aura going wild, throwing a reflection onto his black hair and...
NO WAY! His Power is HIGHER THAN YOURS!
You at what your senses are telling you but...it is. And, no, it's dropping...like a stone...
GOHAN! You rush forward, out of the ragged hole in the wall, catching your BROTHER as his Power keeps dropping. Back to normal, Daddy's level, the two Bald ones, the feral one, a PREYTHING! Your hair flashes through a series of colours but you aren't in the right state of mind to focus on anything except your NOTGREEN RIVAL.
"GOHAN!" You panic, disappearing in a flash of energy, running up the stairs towards your MOMMA "MOMMA!" You cry out, voice dopplering.
---
A few days later, Gohan is perfectly healthy, though refuses to teach you how to go Yellow. And you haven't figured it out on your own. It's not fair.
"Tell me how."
"No."
"Tell me how."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"No and if you ask again I'll blast the bathroom and tell Momma you did it."
"..." You think for a minute, then flare your Aura Yellow, poking him over and over "Tell me how to use the Yellow-hair thingy! Tell me. Tellme. Tellme. Tellme"
That night you have to watch a smug Gohan eat all your favourite foods while you get mush. Not fair.
---
"Tell me how!" You ask again, floating over Gohan as he lies in a pile of scrap, from what used to be his FlighThrone and your DoomChair*, both casualties in your latest battle.
"You are mean! It is not fair, you Fly! Your chair went down first!" he protests, throwing Yellow at you, which you ignore.
"I'll teach you to fly if you tell me how to go Yellow." You respond, sure that the offer of a technique will sway your stubborn brother.
"...And I get your second dessert for week." He counter-offers with a smirk.
*DoomChair, Rightful Throne of the LEGENDARY Gossard, True Prince of all the Ooniverse mk7
---
"Right, so first draw on your Energy. Don't flare your Aura, just let it well up within you." You command, floating a foot in the air, your arms folded looking down with a stern glare. This is teacherly right?
Gohan nods, taking a deep breath. His Energy building within him. Though you notice his Aura crackle with Yellow so you rap him on the head with a ruler.
"I said no Aura flaring. Now, grab your Energy, like picking up a ball. Then push it in the direction you want to go. In this case, straight up! But don't let go. Push the ball up, don't throw it." You consider telling him not to throw his entire energy into it...a basic lesson, but neither of you have had that yet. Nah, he made you give up second dessert.
"I think I got ittTTTAAHHH!" he cries out in shock, rising up past the roof of Capsulecorp "HELP! HOW I STOP THIS CRAZYYY THING! GOSSARD!" His voice echoes down as you roll on the ground laughing.
---
Gohan sits across from you, arms crossed, face in a perpetual huff.
"Come on Mini-me, you promised. Yellow." You remind him.
"I am NOT your Mini-me... And I don't wanna, that was a mean trick. I almost reached Space!"
"You are shorter than me, that makes you my Mini-me." You state as if that answered everything, which it did. Your logic is unpeccable.
"Not gonna."
"Totally gonna."
"Not gonna."
"Totally gonna."
"Not gonna."
"Totally gonna."
"Am not."
"Tot-Aww you ruined the chant. Still you Promised. And I gave you my dessert." You stand up, shooting an Orangepoke at him.
"Fine! It's easy, you just grab your Energy, then kind of well Yellow, form Yellow, then put the Yellow Energy back in your Energy and take out the clear Energy. Then this is the tricky bit." He explains, casually going through the motions while you clumsily shape Ki like he says.
It's rather hard. You don't need to remove just the clear, but also Green and Orange. Gohan doesn't have those sparks for some reason (you think it's cause he is pitiful). Juggling the three unwanted Energies while also folding Yellow inside your body is Hard.
Wait, where did Green go?
BOOM!
Oops.
"Gohan did it!"
"Gossard did it!" you both shout at the same time, pointing at each other.
---
You are 18 months old and are now a toddler with the ability to poke things from a distance. Every parent's worst nightmare
Oh, you also pilot a technologically advanced flying high-chair which you regularly use to destroy your twin's creations
You may select two options and feel kind of pent-up for some reason
[ ] Dream of conquering
[ ] Dream of murder
[X] Fly
[X] Ambush Twin
[ ] Ooh shiny CHROMEPLACE. Learn things from watching Momma
-[ ] Play like usual
-[ ] Try and make LIFE! ROBOTIC LIFE!
-[ ] Try to Improve Life. (requires human resources)
-[ ] Gohan says you can't make a Battery for Power cause it's Strange. But you can make Electricity Batteries. Why not Power??
-[ ] Write-in Project
[ ] Go Hunting
-[ ] Hunt Goku. He is a bad man
-[ ] Hunt Greenmen. The one you met seemed Evil and Red-ish. Momma says Red is a warning sign
-[ ] Hunt PREYTHINGS/Employees, you kind of wonder how they'll scream. And you be they taste like Chicken.
[ ] Find some Employees, start an Empire of Gossard. Conquer Research Lab C to expand your holdings. Traitors will be executed
-[ ] Also encourage Gohan to do the same, NATION-FIGHT!
-[ ] Try to recruit Gohan as the Prince. Every nation needs an Heir.
[ ] Control the Green
[ ] Control the Orange
[ ] Control the Yellow
[ ] If Gohan wants to use Yellow, let him! Shove Yellow into him
[ ] Gohan reacted to the Orangepoke strangely when in Yellow form...This calls for SCIENCE! With an Employee Doctor next to him
[ ] I wonder if Gohan would react in other ways?
-[ ] Shove Green into him
-[ ] Shove Orange into him
-[ ] Shove both Green and Orange into him
-[ ] Greenpoke his Yellow form
And since you had bet Gohan that it was Poison you had to let him have your Second Dessert! It wasn't Fair! You spent the entire time eating the Totally-Poison with your Green Aura throwing off rainbow sparks in a petulant huff.
And then Momma made you rebuild the chair you broke with your outburst! IT WAS NOT FAIR!
But you got back at Gohan. Now YOU have the bestest High-chair, built with pretty Sparkers and it shifted up and down so you could crawl into it without deigning to take to the air with Power. It even had little Grabbers to poke Gohan whenever he tried doing the Yellowpoke during one of your five Eating Times.
Feeling self-satisfied at the memory you continue tinkering. Gohan floated above you looking down imperiously upon his FlighThrone mk1. Hmph, pitiful weakling couldn't Fly under his own Aura so he built a Throne to carry him but you'll get him back!
Finally finished you let out a yell of victory, aiming the Electromagnetic Pulse Gun at your brother.
"HA! No more flying for you! Only LEGENDS are allowed in the air!" You smirk, rising to Gohan's level and firing. A bolt of violent energy hitting the complicated scrapwork making the whole thing shudder.
"Noooh!" He cries out dramatically, going down with his vessel as it falls to pieces, no longer able to hold itself together magnetically (Gohan never could get the hang of Bolts and Screws).
---
Krillin looked at the resulting mess uncertainly as a giggling one-year old dances in the air in victory.
"Uh, Bulma is Gohan uh...alright?" He asks, only to get a dismissive wave.
"Oh please, the only wound is to his pride. Besides if he forgot to include EMP shielding it's his own fault. He knows Gossard was tinkering with Electromagnetism yesterday." The brilliant genius instead shoves the printouts into his arms "More importantly, have you seen this? Look, it's only there in the temporal snapshot, but for a full half-second their entire genetic sequence changes, propagates their entire age from conception to now and then vanishes. Gohan's golden hair isn't a transformation, within his body it retroactively was always like that. Except the genetic coding, it's unstable. And I don't mean the form itself but, if my readings are right, the coding itself shouldn't result in the propagation wave, the body isn't tough enough. If this was his actual genetics he would have died of exhaustion an hour after birth, or an hour after literally any point you care to choose. Somehow there is a stabilizing influence, but it WONT SHOW UP!"
Krillin scratches the back of his head "Uh, well I couldn't tell you much about uh genetics and stuff, but maybe it's Ki? I mean Ki is pretty great, and they have kind of...an intimidating amount of it. Gohan is basically making a game out of Goku's training yknow. Always one step ahead, despite, well, being a baby. Actually, Kami mentioned he had a possible solution, but apparently a super-powered baby and a freak of nature aren't imp-"
Krillin hastily shuts up as six malevolent eyes lock onto him at once. Two of them apparently glowing from underneath a pile of scrap.
---
"Why do you stare at me all the time." You ask idly as you fold titanium into place. Beside you your brother is threading a Sparking Wire through his latest Beep, tongue sticking out the side of his mouth.
"Cause you do Yellow thing." He responds after a second of thinking. His words still a little stumbling and hesitant.
"This?" You ask, spreading the spark of Yellow from within you, into your Aura and expanding it past your skin. Things rattle on the walls before quieting down.
"Uh-huh. Makes symp...sympathetic? Sympathetic link to my Yellow. And you know more 'stinctively about using Ki." he tries to explain, copying your actions. Though naturally his Aura isn't as vibrantly powerful as yours. Then he goes further.
"But now I can do This!" Suddenly his Power jumps, his Aura flickering out and in uncontrollably. He closes his eyes in deep concentration, little baby muscles tensing and flexing. You stare, you knew he COULD do this, but it's the first time you paid attention. His Power is spasmodic, like it wants to expand and contract at the same time, but a force is holding it back from both outcomes. Idly you poke it with a finger wreathed in Orangepoke energies (you'd figured it out the other day, now Gohan isn't the only annoying Pokeman!).
BANG! Pain! Pain for the first time in...You go flying back, though fortunately the reinforced metal walls catch you. Gohan on the other hand is hovering slightly above the ground, his eyes the pure white you sometimes make yours. His aura going wild, throwing a reflection onto his black hair and...
NO WAY! His Power is HIGHER THAN YOURS!
You at what your senses are telling you but...it is. And, no, it's dropping...like a stone...
GOHAN! You rush forward, out of the ragged hole in the wall, catching your BROTHER as his Power keeps dropping. Back to normal, Daddy's level, the two Bald ones, the feral one, a PREYTHING! Your hair flashes through a series of colours but you aren't in the right state of mind to focus on anything except your NOTGREEN RIVAL.
"GOHAN!" You panic, disappearing in a flash of energy, running up the stairs towards your MOMMA "MOMMA!" You cry out, voice dopplering.
---
A few days later, Gohan is perfectly healthy, though refuses to teach you how to go Yellow. And you haven't figured it out on your own. It's not fair.
"Tell me how."
"No."
"Tell me how."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"No and if you ask again I'll blast the bathroom and tell Momma you did it."
"..." You think for a minute, then flare your Aura Yellow, poking him over and over "Tell me how to use the Yellow-hair thingy! Tell me. Tellme. Tellme. Tellme"
That night you have to watch a smug Gohan eat all your favourite foods while you get mush. Not fair.
---
"Tell me how!" You ask again, floating over Gohan as he lies in a pile of scrap, from what used to be his FlighThrone and your DoomChair*, both casualties in your latest battle.
"You are mean! It is not fair, you Fly! Your chair went down first!" he protests, throwing Yellow at you, which you ignore.
"I'll teach you to fly if you tell me how to go Yellow." You respond, sure that the offer of a technique will sway your stubborn brother.
"...And I get your second dessert for week." He counter-offers with a smirk.
*DoomChair, Rightful Throne of the LEGENDARY Gossard, True Prince of all the Ooniverse mk7
---
"Right, so first draw on your Energy. Don't flare your Aura, just let it well up within you." You command, floating a foot in the air, your arms folded looking down with a stern glare. This is teacherly right?
Gohan nods, taking a deep breath. His Energy building within him. Though you notice his Aura crackle with Yellow so you rap him on the head with a ruler.
"I said no Aura flaring. Now, grab your Energy, like picking up a ball. Then push it in the direction you want to go. In this case, straight up! But don't let go. Push the ball up, don't throw it." You consider telling him not to throw his entire energy into it...a basic lesson, but neither of you have had that yet. Nah, he made you give up second dessert.
"I think I got ittTTTAAHHH!" he cries out in shock, rising up past the roof of Capsulecorp "HELP! HOW I STOP THIS CRAZYYY THING! GOSSARD!" His voice echoes down as you roll on the ground laughing.
---
Gohan sits across from you, arms crossed, face in a perpetual huff.
"Come on Mini-me, you promised. Yellow." You remind him.
"I am NOT your Mini-me... And I don't wanna, that was a mean trick. I almost reached Space!"
"You are shorter than me, that makes you my Mini-me." You state as if that answered everything, which it did. Your logic is unpeccable.
"Not gonna."
"Totally gonna."
"Not gonna."
"Totally gonna."
"Not gonna."
"Totally gonna."
"Am not."
"Tot-Aww you ruined the chant. Still you Promised. And I gave you my dessert." You stand up, shooting an Orangepoke at him.
"Fine! It's easy, you just grab your Energy, then kind of well Yellow, form Yellow, then put the Yellow Energy back in your Energy and take out the clear Energy. Then this is the tricky bit." He explains, casually going through the motions while you clumsily shape Ki like he says.
It's rather hard. You don't need to remove just the clear, but also Green and Orange. Gohan doesn't have those sparks for some reason (you think it's cause he is pitiful). Juggling the three unwanted Energies while also folding Yellow inside your body is Hard.
Wait, where did Green go?
BOOM!
Oops.
"Gohan did it!"
"Gossard did it!" you both shout at the same time, pointing at each other.
---
You are 18 months old and are now a toddler with the ability to poke things from a distance. Every parent's worst nightmare
Oh, you also pilot a technologically advanced flying high-chair which you regularly use to destroy your twin's creations
You may select two options and feel kind of pent-up for some reason
[ ] Dream of conquering
[ ] Dream of murder
[X] Fly
[X] Ambush Twin
[ ] Ooh shiny CHROMEPLACE. Learn things from watching Momma
-[ ] Play like usual
-[ ] Try and make LIFE! ROBOTIC LIFE!
-[ ] Try to Improve Life. (requires human resources)
-[ ] Gohan says you can't make a Battery for Power cause it's Strange. But you can make Electricity Batteries. Why not Power??
-[ ] Write-in Project
[ ] Go Hunting
-[ ] Hunt Goku. He is a bad man
-[ ] Hunt Greenmen. The one you met seemed Evil and Red-ish. Momma says Red is a warning sign
-[ ] Hunt PREYTHINGS/Employees, you kind of wonder how they'll scream. And you be they taste like Chicken.
[ ] Find some Employees, start an Empire of Gossard. Conquer Research Lab C to expand your holdings. Traitors will be executed
-[ ] Also encourage Gohan to do the same, NATION-FIGHT!
-[ ] Try to recruit Gohan as the Prince. Every nation needs an Heir.
[ ] Control the Green
[ ] Control the Orange
[ ] Control the Yellow
[ ] If Gohan wants to use Yellow, let him! Shove Yellow into him
[ ] Gohan reacted to the Orangepoke strangely when in Yellow form...This calls for SCIENCE! With an Employee Doctor next to him
[ ] I wonder if Gohan would react in other ways?
-[ ] Shove Green into him
-[ ] Shove Orange into him
-[ ] Shove both Green and Orange into him
-[ ] Greenpoke his Yellow form
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Training Day
lordchaos99
(I have left SV)
Peace.
You look down at the clouds, floating above them almost idly. Your Aura tamed and compressed beneath your skin as the winds bend around your immovable form.
The whispers seem to quiet, the scent of potential blood does not reach this high into the sky. It's quite relaxing. Just floating there in the apparently endless Blue. You breathe in, black eyes roaming picking out shapes in the clouds below you. You breathe out.
The air is thin up here, crisp and fresh. You find it a little startling how fresh. Up here there isn't the underlying need. Or rather a remarkable lessening of it. There isn't anything to vaporize here. The Blue is just scattered light from the sun and the air, scarce as it is, is Yours. The only Human, half or otherwise, to take a breath this high up.
Breathe in, oh hey, that cloud looks like a Dinosaur. Breathe out. You feel rather introspective up here, finding things you didn't know you had just seem to float away. You like this feeling, you think. And the colour. Blue.
You have decided you like Blue. It is, nice.
A faint smile plays on your lips, before you shake yourself a little. After all, you can't be late on your first day Tutoring Gohan. Not that he'd know you were late, you haven't told him yet.
But that's just part of the fun! You exert your Power and accelerate downwards, straight past terminal velocity in an instant. Another mild exertion and you aim over the horizon, back to your native timezone and Capsule Corp where Dawn is about to reach.
---
Gohan's rest is interrupted with a sudden yank, the warm snuggly blankets vanishing and COLD!
"Come on Gohan! Up you get! It's time for Training!" You crow, holding the bucket upside down. The ice-cold water that had once been in it currently soaking into his crib.
You patiently wait 1.25692 seconds for your voice to sink into his waking mind, then dash to the doorway, narrowly missing the enraged amateurish punch from your Twin
"I'LL KILL YOU FOR THAT YOU!" He roars in pure Alien Rage, the threat stumbling off due to lack of appropriate cursewords. Rising into the air more efficiently than he'd ever done before, he races through the still air, his Aura bursting out in Gold as he assumes his Yellow form.
You simply laugh mockingly and vanish into the hallway, then watching your Twin move ever so slowly, unlatch the window faster than sound, carefully raising it and shooting out (Momma says if you break another window she'll take away your toolbox). Your enraged twin takes the bait, shooting out of the window, looking around for you.
You drop down, having stood just above the window, grabbing him by the tail and watching him freeze.
Giggling sadistically in his ear "It's time Mini-me, that you learned how to swim! And I found the perfect spot, and not far off the coast."
You shoot through the air grinning, a begging younger brother dangling behind you as you reach the coast. Out past the sandy beaches, the darker blue of the ocean calls to you just as the bright sky does.
"Now, Momma always said, sink or swim. Oh and if you use Ki or Fly, I'll beat you till you stop." You threaten idly, before letting go.
It takes a couple attempts before Gohan realizes you are serious, but a severe internal bleeding never hurt anyone.
---
You float back and forth, luxuriating in the sensation of Freedom, freedom from gravity, the earth and rules.
"AAAHHHHH!" You ignore that. The wide open sky above, with traces of whispy clouds drawing faint possibilities across it. The only important sound is crashing waves, the sound of Motion, of progress, leading to your inexorable conquering of the entire galaxy, crushing everyone who opposes you to less than dust. Feels good.
"GOSSARD HELP! SHARK!" You lay back on thin air, trying to find shapes in the clouds, hands behind your head
"I'll get you back for this you big meanieeee! Eep! Two of them??"
---
When you return home bearing a shivering, dripping wet Gohan, with sharkbites on his clothing you are smiling, so content.
And THEN you see the bad man. Men. Daddy and GREENman are talking
"I dunno Kami, it's like I just hit a big block, and the boys just won't stop, Gohan is, well, you can sense hi...Oh, hi boys!" He grins in that stupid way of his, scratching the back of his head in an attempt to not look suspicious.
"Daddy! Gossard was so mean to me! He made me fight Sharks!" That Tattletale! He runs into the man's arms.
"Did not! I was just teaching him how to swim. It's not my fault sharks think he is delicious." You defend yourself, crossing your arms in a petulant pout.
You don't get ANY dessert that night and proceed to ignore him for a whole week for being a tattletale
---
Gohan's rest is interrupted with a sudden yank, the warm snuggly blankets vanishing and COLD!
"Come on Gohan! Up you get! It's time for Training!" You crow, holding the bucket upside down. The ice-cold water that had once been in it currently soaking into his crib.
---
Gohan's rest is interrupted with a sudden yank, the warm snuggly blankets vanishing and COLD!
"Come on Gohan! Up you get! It's time for Training!" You crow, holding the bucket upside down. The ice-cold water that had once been in it currently soaking into his crib.
---
Gohan's rest is interrupted with a sudden yank, the warm snuggly blankets vanishing and COLD!
"Come on Gohan! Up you get! It's time for Tra-Eep!" You jump out of the way as Gohan attacks, pushing his Yellow form higher, every object in the room rattling as you nimbly dodge.
---
You carefully slide the window up before entering your shared bedroom, Gohan being too quick now to open it mid-race
Gohan's rest is interrupted with a sudden yank, the warm snuggly blankets vanishing and COLD!
"Come on Gohan! Up you get! It's time for Training!" You crow from the doorway, the bucket upside down and falling impossibly slowly to your senses. The ice-cold water that had once been in it currently soaking into his crib.
---
You dash in and out of clouds, laughing. Maaybe it was a little cruel bolting all of his tools down, but it's not your fault! He should know by now, Ignorance means Failure. If someone doesn't know how to use screws or bolts, you are quite happy to give practical rea-Sparks!
You rear back instinctively as a near-perfect copy of you floats, flaring yellow Ki everywhere. Then you remember he is a pitiful Mini-Me and proceed to twist your Ki Yellow as well. Sticking your tongue out, you grab him and proceed to give him an object lesson on Power. It seems to help him, whenever he gets all beaten up he comes back stronger by a little.
---
"And you are sure this isn't lethal? I mean it's the OTHERWORLD Goku." You sigh, running a hand through your blue hair. Honestly, your husband has the craziest ideas.
"Yeah, Kami says a guy named King Kai can help get around my block, and is offering to train me to my full potential." Goku grins, lifting into the air "Look after the kids for me will you? I gotta go, Kami is waiting. Bye!"
Insufferable impatient brain damaged...You fume as Goku vanishes faster than you can see, to go Die. Especially right now, with the children being cranky and suffering growth spurts, trying to shove Five or Six years of development into a single month. Aliens! Still, there is so much data and they Are your perfect boys
BOOM!
"Gohan did it! "Gossard made me!"
You head over to see what is broken this time, not noticing a flash of green as a certain reincarnation of a certain Demon King listens to the entire conversation.
---
You step outside of the Lookout, having just opened the way into the Land of the Dead, the Otherworld. Silently you wish your pupil success with his new teacher, turning your attention to the burgeoning Energies of his twin children. Truly astounding, the two are unlike anything you have ever known, from your long life protecting the planet you love or your readings into matters mystical.
While you have known of power of that scale, having achieved such might yourself in your youth before casting it aside as with your Evil thoughts, no being you have known possessed that power before the second celestial cycle. Less than two years of life, and...what was that?
You glance around, old bones creaking. A small fluctuation in Ki, or your senses going in your prolonged age.
"Mister Popo." You call "I do believe it is time for some refreshment. And perhaps today is the day you break my chess rec-"
You stop, feeling a dread presence behind you. With a decisive crack your staff shatters in two and a strong, powerful GREEN arm holds you from falling
"I think it's time you and I have an intimate talk. About our past."
You look around for your protector as you call up your aging Ki reserves. And then you see it. A drop. A crimson drop falling from a branch. Falling from a bound shape tied to the branch.
Grief floods your body as you feel the hand press against your chest, emotion getting the better of you, too shocked to fight the flood of Ki "I guess I am rather like my father after all."
A flash of blinding light emanates as your body dissolves.
For the briefest of instants you are both Kami and your predecessor, and now descendant. In that instant you act. A tiny beacon with a command resonates outwards. And fourteen balls respond to the homing signal.
Moments later, seven turn to inanimate stone.
---
That was nearly too easy. You stretch a little, then with a flick of your wrist vaporize the cow you had used. Then you look down at the Electric Rice Cooker on the ground, sealed shut with the essence of a Protector held within.
"Gullible old fool. Still, a pretty good impression don't you think?" You ask it
"Oh, what do you know. Now then, I have some apprentices to collect. Aliens. Heh. Why settle with just Earth." You turn and leave the Lookout behind, empty.
(To be continued)
You look down at the clouds, floating above them almost idly. Your Aura tamed and compressed beneath your skin as the winds bend around your immovable form.
The whispers seem to quiet, the scent of potential blood does not reach this high into the sky. It's quite relaxing. Just floating there in the apparently endless Blue. You breathe in, black eyes roaming picking out shapes in the clouds below you. You breathe out.
The air is thin up here, crisp and fresh. You find it a little startling how fresh. Up here there isn't the underlying need. Or rather a remarkable lessening of it. There isn't anything to vaporize here. The Blue is just scattered light from the sun and the air, scarce as it is, is Yours. The only Human, half or otherwise, to take a breath this high up.
Breathe in, oh hey, that cloud looks like a Dinosaur. Breathe out. You feel rather introspective up here, finding things you didn't know you had just seem to float away. You like this feeling, you think. And the colour. Blue.
You have decided you like Blue. It is, nice.
A faint smile plays on your lips, before you shake yourself a little. After all, you can't be late on your first day Tutoring Gohan. Not that he'd know you were late, you haven't told him yet.
But that's just part of the fun! You exert your Power and accelerate downwards, straight past terminal velocity in an instant. Another mild exertion and you aim over the horizon, back to your native timezone and Capsule Corp where Dawn is about to reach.
---
Gohan's rest is interrupted with a sudden yank, the warm snuggly blankets vanishing and COLD!
"Come on Gohan! Up you get! It's time for Training!" You crow, holding the bucket upside down. The ice-cold water that had once been in it currently soaking into his crib.
You patiently wait 1.25692 seconds for your voice to sink into his waking mind, then dash to the doorway, narrowly missing the enraged amateurish punch from your Twin
"I'LL KILL YOU FOR THAT YOU!" He roars in pure Alien Rage, the threat stumbling off due to lack of appropriate cursewords. Rising into the air more efficiently than he'd ever done before, he races through the still air, his Aura bursting out in Gold as he assumes his Yellow form.
You simply laugh mockingly and vanish into the hallway, then watching your Twin move ever so slowly, unlatch the window faster than sound, carefully raising it and shooting out (Momma says if you break another window she'll take away your toolbox). Your enraged twin takes the bait, shooting out of the window, looking around for you.
You drop down, having stood just above the window, grabbing him by the tail and watching him freeze.
Giggling sadistically in his ear "It's time Mini-me, that you learned how to swim! And I found the perfect spot, and not far off the coast."
You shoot through the air grinning, a begging younger brother dangling behind you as you reach the coast. Out past the sandy beaches, the darker blue of the ocean calls to you just as the bright sky does.
"Now, Momma always said, sink or swim. Oh and if you use Ki or Fly, I'll beat you till you stop." You threaten idly, before letting go.
It takes a couple attempts before Gohan realizes you are serious, but a severe internal bleeding never hurt anyone.
---
You float back and forth, luxuriating in the sensation of Freedom, freedom from gravity, the earth and rules.
"AAAHHHHH!" You ignore that. The wide open sky above, with traces of whispy clouds drawing faint possibilities across it. The only important sound is crashing waves, the sound of Motion, of progress, leading to your inexorable conquering of the entire galaxy, crushing everyone who opposes you to less than dust. Feels good.
"GOSSARD HELP! SHARK!" You lay back on thin air, trying to find shapes in the clouds, hands behind your head
"I'll get you back for this you big meanieeee! Eep! Two of them??"
---
When you return home bearing a shivering, dripping wet Gohan, with sharkbites on his clothing you are smiling, so content.
And THEN you see the bad man. Men. Daddy and GREENman are talking
"I dunno Kami, it's like I just hit a big block, and the boys just won't stop, Gohan is, well, you can sense hi...Oh, hi boys!" He grins in that stupid way of his, scratching the back of his head in an attempt to not look suspicious.
"Daddy! Gossard was so mean to me! He made me fight Sharks!" That Tattletale! He runs into the man's arms.
"Did not! I was just teaching him how to swim. It's not my fault sharks think he is delicious." You defend yourself, crossing your arms in a petulant pout.
You don't get ANY dessert that night and proceed to ignore him for a whole week for being a tattletale
---
Gohan's rest is interrupted with a sudden yank, the warm snuggly blankets vanishing and COLD!
"Come on Gohan! Up you get! It's time for Training!" You crow, holding the bucket upside down. The ice-cold water that had once been in it currently soaking into his crib.
---
Gohan's rest is interrupted with a sudden yank, the warm snuggly blankets vanishing and COLD!
"Come on Gohan! Up you get! It's time for Training!" You crow, holding the bucket upside down. The ice-cold water that had once been in it currently soaking into his crib.
---
Gohan's rest is interrupted with a sudden yank, the warm snuggly blankets vanishing and COLD!
"Come on Gohan! Up you get! It's time for Tra-Eep!" You jump out of the way as Gohan attacks, pushing his Yellow form higher, every object in the room rattling as you nimbly dodge.
---
You carefully slide the window up before entering your shared bedroom, Gohan being too quick now to open it mid-race
Gohan's rest is interrupted with a sudden yank, the warm snuggly blankets vanishing and COLD!
"Come on Gohan! Up you get! It's time for Training!" You crow from the doorway, the bucket upside down and falling impossibly slowly to your senses. The ice-cold water that had once been in it currently soaking into his crib.
---
You dash in and out of clouds, laughing. Maaybe it was a little cruel bolting all of his tools down, but it's not your fault! He should know by now, Ignorance means Failure. If someone doesn't know how to use screws or bolts, you are quite happy to give practical rea-Sparks!
You rear back instinctively as a near-perfect copy of you floats, flaring yellow Ki everywhere. Then you remember he is a pitiful Mini-Me and proceed to twist your Ki Yellow as well. Sticking your tongue out, you grab him and proceed to give him an object lesson on Power. It seems to help him, whenever he gets all beaten up he comes back stronger by a little.
---
"And you are sure this isn't lethal? I mean it's the OTHERWORLD Goku." You sigh, running a hand through your blue hair. Honestly, your husband has the craziest ideas.
"Yeah, Kami says a guy named King Kai can help get around my block, and is offering to train me to my full potential." Goku grins, lifting into the air "Look after the kids for me will you? I gotta go, Kami is waiting. Bye!"
Insufferable impatient brain damaged...You fume as Goku vanishes faster than you can see, to go Die. Especially right now, with the children being cranky and suffering growth spurts, trying to shove Five or Six years of development into a single month. Aliens! Still, there is so much data and they Are your perfect boys
BOOM!
"Gohan did it! "Gossard made me!"
You head over to see what is broken this time, not noticing a flash of green as a certain reincarnation of a certain Demon King listens to the entire conversation.
---
You step outside of the Lookout, having just opened the way into the Land of the Dead, the Otherworld. Silently you wish your pupil success with his new teacher, turning your attention to the burgeoning Energies of his twin children. Truly astounding, the two are unlike anything you have ever known, from your long life protecting the planet you love or your readings into matters mystical.
While you have known of power of that scale, having achieved such might yourself in your youth before casting it aside as with your Evil thoughts, no being you have known possessed that power before the second celestial cycle. Less than two years of life, and...what was that?
You glance around, old bones creaking. A small fluctuation in Ki, or your senses going in your prolonged age.
"Mister Popo." You call "I do believe it is time for some refreshment. And perhaps today is the day you break my chess rec-"
You stop, feeling a dread presence behind you. With a decisive crack your staff shatters in two and a strong, powerful GREEN arm holds you from falling
"I think it's time you and I have an intimate talk. About our past."
You look around for your protector as you call up your aging Ki reserves. And then you see it. A drop. A crimson drop falling from a branch. Falling from a bound shape tied to the branch.
Grief floods your body as you feel the hand press against your chest, emotion getting the better of you, too shocked to fight the flood of Ki "I guess I am rather like my father after all."
A flash of blinding light emanates as your body dissolves.
For the briefest of instants you are both Kami and your predecessor, and now descendant. In that instant you act. A tiny beacon with a command resonates outwards. And fourteen balls respond to the homing signal.
Moments later, seven turn to inanimate stone.
---
That was nearly too easy. You stretch a little, then with a flick of your wrist vaporize the cow you had used. Then you look down at the Electric Rice Cooker on the ground, sealed shut with the essence of a Protector held within.
"Gullible old fool. Still, a pretty good impression don't you think?" You ask it
"Oh, what do you know. Now then, I have some apprentices to collect. Aliens. Heh. Why settle with just Earth." You turn and leave the Lookout behind, empty.
(To be continued)
Training Day pt2: Piccolo's Tutoring
lordchaos99
(I have left SV)
You watch from a distance, your Power held down as low as you can. The two demi-Humans skimming over the waves in ignorant play, oblivious that their Father was trapped in another world and their new mission in life was to aid you.
A slight pang of guilt at that thought, but then you sense their energies again. Pure emotion boils through both of them, prideful rage and searing loss turned into anger. Nearly in opposition to their actual minds, their Ki roars, higher than Goku's ever had been, higher than any living being that had inhabited this world except you. If you could harness that, bring out their full potential, you could rule this world and all others in the name of the Demon King. Exactly why you were created.
Or your father was created. Brother, Nephew, Grandson. Whatever. You will fulfill the Demon King's last request. Tracking the two future weapons over the ocean, when the stronger one is distracted you pounce.
---
"Hey getoff! Let me go you nasty...GREENMAN! Have you come to steal my Green like the other one!" The child hisses and spits at you as you hold him aloft, simply ignoring his punches. Which he seems to find quite startling as the inefficient strikes bounce off your arm with only the most rudimentary and instinctual Ki infusions. You suppose that bodes well for future training if he can get this powerful without any training, but right now it simply annoys you that yesterday this unskilled child was the strongest being on the planet. With a roar of rage a burst of unfiltered Green Ki ripples and explodes. You simply float there looking down at the petulant child, unharmed.
The other one is just as vicious, immediately on sensing your presence he had somehow doubled his power, then doubled it again, throwing yellow Ki at you. It still wasn't enough to harm you, being less than the rainbow kid, but rather shocking.
This was going to be a trial, you just know it. Vanishing from the naked eye, you return from the ocean to your favorite wasteland. You quite like it, vast landscape, enough of a breeze to billow your cape, free WiFi.
You let go of the two monkeys, crossing your arms
"You two are now my apprentices." You inform them "you will now serve me and I will train you to become powerful warriors to enforce my Rule."
"Hey! No! I'm the only ruler here! Emperor Gossard of Gossardania!" The rainbow one puffs himself up "You are just a petty thief trying to take m-" You bury your fist in his stomach, then return to your position before either can react
"As I was saying, I will train you in the art of Ki, something neither of you know how to use judging by your pitiful excuse of speed or that untamed burst from before. Now, you, rainbow one. You will be focusing on this."
Choose Two:
[X] I have my own training to do. Just repeat your other action (Gossard)
[ ] That strange Green Ki (Gossard)
[ ] That strange Yellow form (Gossard)
[ ] That strange Orange Ki (Gossard)
[ ] How to shape Ki properly for use in attacks (Gossard)
[X] Meditation (Gossard)
[ ] Martial Arts (Gossard)
-[ ] The styles you learned in a time lost to you. Instinctual forms of your Alien Heritage (Gossard)
-[ ] The personal style your father/brother/son/grandfather invented as the Demon King Piccolo (Gossard)
-[ ] The divine-inspired style you learned from your Kami side (Gossard)
[ ] A couple of magic tricks (Gossard)
"And you...Yellow one..."
"Uh G-Gohan." The two year old monkey stammers
"Right, Yellow one, I am Piccolo and you will be learning...hmm."
Choose Two:
[ ] I have my own training to do. Just repeat your other action (Gohan)
[X] How to train your Ki properly, I want you as strong as the Rainbow one (Gohan)
[ ] That strange Yellow form (Gohan)
[X] How to shape Ki properly for use in attacks (Gohan)
[ ] Meditation (Gohan)
[ ] Martial Arts (Gohan)
-[ ] The styles you learned in a time lost to you. Instinctual forms of your Alien Heritage (Gohan)
-[ ] The personal style your father/brother/son/grandfather invented as the Demon King Piccolo (Gohan)
-[ ] The divine-inspired style you learned from your Kami side (Gohan)
[ ] A couple of magic tricks (Gohan)
During the 6 months of training, Something happened
Event
[ ] The full moon, an accidental glance
-[ ] Why is the Rainbow One brown now...OHSHIT!
-[ ] Why is the Yellow One brown now...OHSHIT!
[X] Oh, the Bald One and his friends...wait did they say Hyperbolic Time Chamber...OHSHIT!
[ ] Is that a Dragon? But the Dragonballs are defunct and that doesn't look like Shenron...OHSHIT!
[ ] Nothing happened, don't be paranoid
Piccolo's Training: Piccolo will train regardless, this is for additional training
Choose one for every "I have my own training to do" from the above
You may select each option multiple times if you wish.
[ ] Integrate the Kai School and master it like Kami had (Once Only)
[ ] Train in your Great Namek form
[ ] Train Ki reserves
-[ ] Raw Ki Training
-[ ] Using Dragon Namekian Martial Arts
-[ ] Using Demon King Martial Arts
-[ ] Using Kai Martial Arts (Only if you also Integrate the Kai School)
[X] Attain the Super Namekian state of mind. You used to be a Super Namekian, a being who had attained a higher consciousness and with it boundless Ki and Potential. Due to your centuries as two lower beings, even now you have refused you lack the power you once had.
A slight pang of guilt at that thought, but then you sense their energies again. Pure emotion boils through both of them, prideful rage and searing loss turned into anger. Nearly in opposition to their actual minds, their Ki roars, higher than Goku's ever had been, higher than any living being that had inhabited this world except you. If you could harness that, bring out their full potential, you could rule this world and all others in the name of the Demon King. Exactly why you were created.
Or your father was created. Brother, Nephew, Grandson. Whatever. You will fulfill the Demon King's last request. Tracking the two future weapons over the ocean, when the stronger one is distracted you pounce.
---
"Hey getoff! Let me go you nasty...GREENMAN! Have you come to steal my Green like the other one!" The child hisses and spits at you as you hold him aloft, simply ignoring his punches. Which he seems to find quite startling as the inefficient strikes bounce off your arm with only the most rudimentary and instinctual Ki infusions. You suppose that bodes well for future training if he can get this powerful without any training, but right now it simply annoys you that yesterday this unskilled child was the strongest being on the planet. With a roar of rage a burst of unfiltered Green Ki ripples and explodes. You simply float there looking down at the petulant child, unharmed.
The other one is just as vicious, immediately on sensing your presence he had somehow doubled his power, then doubled it again, throwing yellow Ki at you. It still wasn't enough to harm you, being less than the rainbow kid, but rather shocking.
This was going to be a trial, you just know it. Vanishing from the naked eye, you return from the ocean to your favorite wasteland. You quite like it, vast landscape, enough of a breeze to billow your cape, free WiFi.
You let go of the two monkeys, crossing your arms
"You two are now my apprentices." You inform them "you will now serve me and I will train you to become powerful warriors to enforce my Rule."
"Hey! No! I'm the only ruler here! Emperor Gossard of Gossardania!" The rainbow one puffs himself up "You are just a petty thief trying to take m-" You bury your fist in his stomach, then return to your position before either can react
"As I was saying, I will train you in the art of Ki, something neither of you know how to use judging by your pitiful excuse of speed or that untamed burst from before. Now, you, rainbow one. You will be focusing on this."
Choose Two:
[X] I have my own training to do. Just repeat your other action (Gossard)
[ ] That strange Green Ki (Gossard)
[ ] That strange Yellow form (Gossard)
[ ] That strange Orange Ki (Gossard)
[ ] How to shape Ki properly for use in attacks (Gossard)
[X] Meditation (Gossard)
[ ] Martial Arts (Gossard)
-[ ] The styles you learned in a time lost to you. Instinctual forms of your Alien Heritage (Gossard)
-[ ] The personal style your father/brother/son/grandfather invented as the Demon King Piccolo (Gossard)
-[ ] The divine-inspired style you learned from your Kami side (Gossard)
[ ] A couple of magic tricks (Gossard)
"And you...Yellow one..."
"Uh G-Gohan." The two year old monkey stammers
"Right, Yellow one, I am Piccolo and you will be learning...hmm."
Choose Two:
[ ] I have my own training to do. Just repeat your other action (Gohan)
[X] How to train your Ki properly, I want you as strong as the Rainbow one (Gohan)
[ ] That strange Yellow form (Gohan)
[X] How to shape Ki properly for use in attacks (Gohan)
[ ] Meditation (Gohan)
[ ] Martial Arts (Gohan)
-[ ] The styles you learned in a time lost to you. Instinctual forms of your Alien Heritage (Gohan)
-[ ] The personal style your father/brother/son/grandfather invented as the Demon King Piccolo (Gohan)
-[ ] The divine-inspired style you learned from your Kami side (Gohan)
[ ] A couple of magic tricks (Gohan)
During the 6 months of training, Something happened
Event
[ ] The full moon, an accidental glance
-[ ] Why is the Rainbow One brown now...OHSHIT!
-[ ] Why is the Yellow One brown now...OHSHIT!
[X] Oh, the Bald One and his friends...wait did they say Hyperbolic Time Chamber...OHSHIT!
[ ] Is that a Dragon? But the Dragonballs are defunct and that doesn't look like Shenron...OHSHIT!
[ ] Nothing happened, don't be paranoid
Piccolo's Training: Piccolo will train regardless, this is for additional training
Choose one for every "I have my own training to do" from the above
You may select each option multiple times if you wish.
[ ] Integrate the Kai School and master it like Kami had (Once Only)
[ ] Train in your Great Namek form
[ ] Train Ki reserves
-[ ] Raw Ki Training
-[ ] Using Dragon Namekian Martial Arts
-[ ] Using Demon King Martial Arts
-[ ] Using Kai Martial Arts (Only if you also Integrate the Kai School)
[X] Attain the Super Namekian state of mind. You used to be a Super Namekian, a being who had attained a higher consciousness and with it boundless Ki and Potential. Due to your centuries as two lower beings, even now you have refused you lack the power you once had.
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Surprisingly Chaotzu is the World's Strongest
lordchaos99
(I have left SV)
You sit the Rainbow One down early in the morning. The bones of his meal you vaporize in a blast of destructive energy. Taking your seat opposite him, your legs crossed, you look him up and down.
Every inch seems to vibrate. From the tail snapping back and forth, to his hair shifting in non-existent breezes. His Energy within him roils in prideful anger, and this time you are sure it matches his actual emotional state.
"Right, I'm going to teach you to meditate Rainbow. To calm your mind and through it, your inner Ki." You explain, only to receive a glower in response.
"And who is gonna make me? You? You can keep me and Gohan from Momma, but you can't control my Mind!"
"Sigh, look kid-" "Gossard!" "...Kid, this is for your own good. Meditation helps master your inner self, your beastial instincts and to see things logically. It also lets you tap into more of your power, or do you think I haven't noticed how weak those pitiful coloured sparks are?" You leave out the fact that his attack can dig through solid metal, focusing instead on your Ki-Enforced body.
"I'm getting better at it. I just haveta train with Ki, I worked out how to fly on my own." In response to that, you simply raise your hand, summoning a ball of light into your hand.
"Until you master your mind, all this would do is explode in your face. Ki is more than just destruction, and the more you know of it, the more destructive you can make it. Now stay still, close your eyes and concentrate." You command.
---
After nearly an hour of battling the stubborn Halfbreed he finally, begrudgingly, obeys you. Mostly out of competition as you found he responds well to being told he Cannot do something, that it was impossible for him to maintain stillness.
You watch as the brat squirms and tries to force his way into calmness through brute-force, but eventually stop caring.
He will figure it out someway. Instead you close your eyes, delving deep into your mind. Down below the realm of conscious thought. Where motives tangle into webs of memory, slices of different shades representing values from each of your forms.
The ancient predecessor, whose name has been long forgotten. The Guardian of Earth who threw out his Evil half to serve and was eventually betrayed and subsumed back into the whole. The Demon King, a fundamentally flawed being with only fragmentary dark pieces of psyche rebuilt focused around revenge and the need to own the Earth, to rule it as the Nameless Namekian wished to protect.
And then the final two, the Prodigal Son who dutifully carried out his reincarnation's final desire and in doing so brought out the last.
So much like the prodigal son, the Nameless Reborn, who carries the name of the Son. The least memories, but the most. Contained within are aspects of the previous.
And beyond that. Deeper into the unconscious, the subconscious and the True Self.
A larger mind, an encompassing mind. Every aspect that could be Piccolo, every could have been personality trait, every potential action. Piccolo gazed into himself, and Himself gazed back at piccolo.
Piccolo sits in his meditative pose, Blue sparks wreathing his form as he breathes in and out. An endless rhythm.
Gossard watches with awe, trying to copy this strange new colour of Ki, but cannot. Each time he draws out a roiling ball of Clear or Orange or Yellow or Green. And each time he growls like an untamed beast and settles back into his meditation, calming himself.
"GRAAH! I can't take it anymore! All this sitting and the earth and" He roars into the air over a pillar of yellow flames "!"
An idea springs into his head as Piccolo slowly rises from his meditation, the Blue sparks dissipating from your form as you come back into yourself. But when you open your eyes, the being you were supposed to be looking after has vanished.
Casting out with your senses, you spot his Ki high in the sky. Gathering your own to rise to the petulant boy, you pause. His Energy is...quieting. Leveling out of his usual state of aggravated Pride and Death.
In a more gentle lift than you'd initially intended you rise through the air, bringing your powerful unwilling protege into view sitting among the clouds. Floating in the air in a perfect meditatory pose, his mind soothed.
As you approach though, his brow furrows, head turning to face you despite still being within the meditation, eyes closed.
You shift closer, but his hand snaps up, a perfectly formed blast of Green energy fired at you, only to do nothing against your skin. You really hope he doesn't remember how to do that outside of the fugue state.
Moving slightly further away, you resume your own pose.
And two aliens meditate above the clouds, one dealing with his animal instincts to torture and conquer and the other the jumbled mess of his identity.
Neither notice themselves floating closer to each other.
---
"Sit down kid, this is what you're doing." You command, the Yellow One sitting obediently, adopting the same pose as he saw the Rainbow one assume.
"Yes Mister Piccolo." He says, clearly eager to learn. But you sense it, within him. Rage and anger at being forced into this. This one is more patient than the Rainbow monkeychild.
This one is the dagger, you think to yourself as you settle down, drawing your energy out in a sphere of glowing light between your hands. While the Rainbow child is a double-edged sword, eager for action from whatever the source, this Yellow one is a dagger that will find it's way into your back if you aren't careful. Subtle and quick to learn.
"You know how to feel your energy, how to manipulate it." You say. It is not a question, you have seen him fly "Take it, then just a portion. A single spark of your Ki. Then bring it out of your body."
You ignore the resulting explosion, as does the Yellow one.
"Try a smaller section, and encase it, put a shell of Ki around the spark facing inwards." You watch as he tries to do so, several guttering sparks forming then vanishing.
Three explosions later, the powerful Ki is reduced to something non-reactionary and you can continue. Coaxing him through bringing his Ki outside of his body, each time it takes several repetitions of explosive Ki balls but you eventually shape his Ki into something resembling an attack.
Despairing a little of his unshaped blasts, you turn to the other aspect of his training. If you can't teach the boy to be efficient, you will teach him overwhelming Power.
Discarding the Yellow form that named the child as merely a modifier, you instead focus on the pure basics. Running through a basic kata in front of the boy.
"This will allow your Ki to cycle Yellow One." You explain, twisting in the air and sending a dozen punches at thin air, his eyes locked onto your every motion. Rather eerie actually "The more you repeat the motion, the more your mind can follow the forms as well, letting your Ki cycle through both mind and body. Then, when you sense your Ki pulsing and cycling, push it. Force the tempo higher and stretch your Ki wider."
"Okay Mister Piccolo." He nods, grim determination on his face. Assuming the start of the kata, you can practically feel his Ki pulse in anticipation.
Flowing through the form with ease, copying every single muscle movement you had made. The air shaking with the force of his punches as he repeats the same form over and over. Each time a microsecond faster, each time his Ki rising.
Fluidly he shifts, the regular Ki replaced suddenly with bright Gold and the tempo rises faster, and faster.
The little copymonkey's face never shifts from the grim concentration but his tail twitches and wriggles in proud delight.
"Good enough." You give grudging praise, already planning on how to take advantage of this kid's ability to pick up internal skills quickly.
---
The first step out into the void is a killer. With a grunt of effort, you are forced to your knees, the wave of heat making you break out in a sweat.
In here you cannot sense that malicious Power, but it's scarred into your mind by this point. A peak of unimaginable power, an order of magnitude stronger than even that Gossard kid. The kid currently imprisoned by the Demon King Reborn. With effort you force yourself to your feet, your body and Ki protesting the gravity.
The next step replaces the heat with freezing cold but you keep moving. You have dealt with worse than this. Done worse than this to your own body. Another exertion of effort and you rise into the air shakily, assuming the starting pose for the Reformed Crane School kata. Across from you, Chaiotzu does the same and you begin the choreographed clash, so much slower than you are used too, held down by the crushing gravity.
---
Stepping from the Chamber is like walking into a pillow. Gone is the gravity that had once held you back. Gone is the waves of hot and cold. Gone is the crushing air pressure that claws at your throat with every breath. You barely notice as you rise into the air, holding your power down at your old peak to prevent the Demon King from noticing your sudden rise
"I guess me and Yamcha are up, and then we swap partners and go again, really get the most out of this thing." Krillin enthuses. It is so good to hear someone's voice again, someone other than your own and Chaiotzu. You love the guy, but after a whole year of nothing but his voice...
---
The Nameless Namekian meditates in the middle of the camp. Diving deep into his psyche again. Piccolo reaches his lowest depth, blue sparks crackling around him.
While up above, amongst the clouds, Gossard sits on nothing, deep in thought.
Circling the site is his twin Gohan, flowing from one kata to the next, his senses locked onto Gossard in jealousy as he works to catch up to the LEGENDARY Halfbreed.
All three stiffen as three new presences make themselves known. Appearing without a sound, their Energies flaring up to their full potential.
A scarred man moves first, blurring at the meditating Namekian. The illusion of a wolf forming over him.
"WOLF FANG FIST!" He names the attack, as Piccolo rises, bracing to take the blow. A flurry of blows rain down on the Nameless Namekian, the blue sparks fading slowly as he returns to full awareness. A blast of ki drives Yamcha back.
"So, come to fight me have you? You really think you pitiful Humans stand a chance against Me?" He mocks, almost casually placing his hands in front of him, palms crossing.
A blast of pure energy lances upwards, towards Krillin. Who simply holds his hand out and catches the attack.
"Yes." he responds, a shimmering Ki-Shield revealed around his hand, then slowly fades from view. Though he seemed lesser for the effort, ever so slightly.
Lurking near the treetops, the white Crane Student holds his hands in an iconic pose of the Turtle School, though the energy gathers in small orbs around the little Telekinetic's fingertips rather than in the palms.
Gossard is currently above the fight watching. What Do?
[ ] Reach for Green Ki
[ ] Reach for Orange Ki
[ ] Grab Gohan and run
[ ] Write-In
If you don't run, who do you join in with?
If you reach for Ki, how does Gossard feel.
Every inch seems to vibrate. From the tail snapping back and forth, to his hair shifting in non-existent breezes. His Energy within him roils in prideful anger, and this time you are sure it matches his actual emotional state.
"Right, I'm going to teach you to meditate Rainbow. To calm your mind and through it, your inner Ki." You explain, only to receive a glower in response.
"And who is gonna make me? You? You can keep me and Gohan from Momma, but you can't control my Mind!"
"Sigh, look kid-" "Gossard!" "...Kid, this is for your own good. Meditation helps master your inner self, your beastial instincts and to see things logically. It also lets you tap into more of your power, or do you think I haven't noticed how weak those pitiful coloured sparks are?" You leave out the fact that his attack can dig through solid metal, focusing instead on your Ki-Enforced body.
"I'm getting better at it. I just haveta train with Ki, I worked out how to fly on my own." In response to that, you simply raise your hand, summoning a ball of light into your hand.
"Until you master your mind, all this would do is explode in your face. Ki is more than just destruction, and the more you know of it, the more destructive you can make it. Now stay still, close your eyes and concentrate." You command.
---
After nearly an hour of battling the stubborn Halfbreed he finally, begrudgingly, obeys you. Mostly out of competition as you found he responds well to being told he Cannot do something, that it was impossible for him to maintain stillness.
You watch as the brat squirms and tries to force his way into calmness through brute-force, but eventually stop caring.
He will figure it out someway. Instead you close your eyes, delving deep into your mind. Down below the realm of conscious thought. Where motives tangle into webs of memory, slices of different shades representing values from each of your forms.
The ancient predecessor, whose name has been long forgotten. The Guardian of Earth who threw out his Evil half to serve and was eventually betrayed and subsumed back into the whole. The Demon King, a fundamentally flawed being with only fragmentary dark pieces of psyche rebuilt focused around revenge and the need to own the Earth, to rule it as the Nameless Namekian wished to protect.
And then the final two, the Prodigal Son who dutifully carried out his reincarnation's final desire and in doing so brought out the last.
So much like the prodigal son, the Nameless Reborn, who carries the name of the Son. The least memories, but the most. Contained within are aspects of the previous.
And beyond that. Deeper into the unconscious, the subconscious and the True Self.
A larger mind, an encompassing mind. Every aspect that could be Piccolo, every could have been personality trait, every potential action. Piccolo gazed into himself, and Himself gazed back at piccolo.
Piccolo sits in his meditative pose, Blue sparks wreathing his form as he breathes in and out. An endless rhythm.
Gossard watches with awe, trying to copy this strange new colour of Ki, but cannot. Each time he draws out a roiling ball of Clear or Orange or Yellow or Green. And each time he growls like an untamed beast and settles back into his meditation, calming himself.
"GRAAH! I can't take it anymore! All this sitting and the earth and" He roars into the air over a pillar of yellow flames "!"
An idea springs into his head as Piccolo slowly rises from his meditation, the Blue sparks dissipating from your form as you come back into yourself. But when you open your eyes, the being you were supposed to be looking after has vanished.
Casting out with your senses, you spot his Ki high in the sky. Gathering your own to rise to the petulant boy, you pause. His Energy is...quieting. Leveling out of his usual state of aggravated Pride and Death.
In a more gentle lift than you'd initially intended you rise through the air, bringing your powerful unwilling protege into view sitting among the clouds. Floating in the air in a perfect meditatory pose, his mind soothed.
As you approach though, his brow furrows, head turning to face you despite still being within the meditation, eyes closed.
You shift closer, but his hand snaps up, a perfectly formed blast of Green energy fired at you, only to do nothing against your skin. You really hope he doesn't remember how to do that outside of the fugue state.
Moving slightly further away, you resume your own pose.
And two aliens meditate above the clouds, one dealing with his animal instincts to torture and conquer and the other the jumbled mess of his identity.
Neither notice themselves floating closer to each other.
---
"Sit down kid, this is what you're doing." You command, the Yellow One sitting obediently, adopting the same pose as he saw the Rainbow one assume.
"Yes Mister Piccolo." He says, clearly eager to learn. But you sense it, within him. Rage and anger at being forced into this. This one is more patient than the Rainbow monkeychild.
This one is the dagger, you think to yourself as you settle down, drawing your energy out in a sphere of glowing light between your hands. While the Rainbow child is a double-edged sword, eager for action from whatever the source, this Yellow one is a dagger that will find it's way into your back if you aren't careful. Subtle and quick to learn.
"You know how to feel your energy, how to manipulate it." You say. It is not a question, you have seen him fly "Take it, then just a portion. A single spark of your Ki. Then bring it out of your body."
You ignore the resulting explosion, as does the Yellow one.
"Try a smaller section, and encase it, put a shell of Ki around the spark facing inwards." You watch as he tries to do so, several guttering sparks forming then vanishing.
Three explosions later, the powerful Ki is reduced to something non-reactionary and you can continue. Coaxing him through bringing his Ki outside of his body, each time it takes several repetitions of explosive Ki balls but you eventually shape his Ki into something resembling an attack.
Despairing a little of his unshaped blasts, you turn to the other aspect of his training. If you can't teach the boy to be efficient, you will teach him overwhelming Power.
Discarding the Yellow form that named the child as merely a modifier, you instead focus on the pure basics. Running through a basic kata in front of the boy.
"This will allow your Ki to cycle Yellow One." You explain, twisting in the air and sending a dozen punches at thin air, his eyes locked onto your every motion. Rather eerie actually "The more you repeat the motion, the more your mind can follow the forms as well, letting your Ki cycle through both mind and body. Then, when you sense your Ki pulsing and cycling, push it. Force the tempo higher and stretch your Ki wider."
"Okay Mister Piccolo." He nods, grim determination on his face. Assuming the start of the kata, you can practically feel his Ki pulse in anticipation.
Flowing through the form with ease, copying every single muscle movement you had made. The air shaking with the force of his punches as he repeats the same form over and over. Each time a microsecond faster, each time his Ki rising.
Fluidly he shifts, the regular Ki replaced suddenly with bright Gold and the tempo rises faster, and faster.
The little copymonkey's face never shifts from the grim concentration but his tail twitches and wriggles in proud delight.
"Good enough." You give grudging praise, already planning on how to take advantage of this kid's ability to pick up internal skills quickly.
---
The first step out into the void is a killer. With a grunt of effort, you are forced to your knees, the wave of heat making you break out in a sweat.
In here you cannot sense that malicious Power, but it's scarred into your mind by this point. A peak of unimaginable power, an order of magnitude stronger than even that Gossard kid. The kid currently imprisoned by the Demon King Reborn. With effort you force yourself to your feet, your body and Ki protesting the gravity.
The next step replaces the heat with freezing cold but you keep moving. You have dealt with worse than this. Done worse than this to your own body. Another exertion of effort and you rise into the air shakily, assuming the starting pose for the Reformed Crane School kata. Across from you, Chaiotzu does the same and you begin the choreographed clash, so much slower than you are used too, held down by the crushing gravity.
---
Stepping from the Chamber is like walking into a pillow. Gone is the gravity that had once held you back. Gone is the waves of hot and cold. Gone is the crushing air pressure that claws at your throat with every breath. You barely notice as you rise into the air, holding your power down at your old peak to prevent the Demon King from noticing your sudden rise
"I guess me and Yamcha are up, and then we swap partners and go again, really get the most out of this thing." Krillin enthuses. It is so good to hear someone's voice again, someone other than your own and Chaiotzu. You love the guy, but after a whole year of nothing but his voice...
---
The Nameless Namekian meditates in the middle of the camp. Diving deep into his psyche again. Piccolo reaches his lowest depth, blue sparks crackling around him.
While up above, amongst the clouds, Gossard sits on nothing, deep in thought.
Circling the site is his twin Gohan, flowing from one kata to the next, his senses locked onto Gossard in jealousy as he works to catch up to the LEGENDARY Halfbreed.
All three stiffen as three new presences make themselves known. Appearing without a sound, their Energies flaring up to their full potential.
A scarred man moves first, blurring at the meditating Namekian. The illusion of a wolf forming over him.
"WOLF FANG FIST!" He names the attack, as Piccolo rises, bracing to take the blow. A flurry of blows rain down on the Nameless Namekian, the blue sparks fading slowly as he returns to full awareness. A blast of ki drives Yamcha back.
"So, come to fight me have you? You really think you pitiful Humans stand a chance against Me?" He mocks, almost casually placing his hands in front of him, palms crossing.
A blast of pure energy lances upwards, towards Krillin. Who simply holds his hand out and catches the attack.
"Yes." he responds, a shimmering Ki-Shield revealed around his hand, then slowly fades from view. Though he seemed lesser for the effort, ever so slightly.
Lurking near the treetops, the white Crane Student holds his hands in an iconic pose of the Turtle School, though the energy gathers in small orbs around the little Telekinetic's fingertips rather than in the palms.
Gossard is currently above the fight watching. What Do?
[ ] Reach for Green Ki
[ ] Reach for Orange Ki
[ ] Grab Gohan and run
[ ] Write-In
If you don't run, who do you join in with?
If you reach for Ki, how does Gossard feel.
OUR POWER IS MAXIMUM
lordchaos99
(I have left SV)
Your name is Gossard Briefs. You like the color Blue, you resonate with Green and hold within you the sparks of Orange and Yellow.
You are sitting among the clouds trying to prove Mister Piccolo wrong. You can be calm. You ca-
"WOLF FANG FIST" You can be rather annoyed at times, especially when three PREYTHINGS presuming to steal Power appear while you are trying to meditate.
You open your eyes and let gravity take hold of you again. Then, finding that both dull and slow, metaphorically take hold of your energy and rocket towards the fight
"What in MY NAME is going on here!" You proclaim. Loud noises and arrogance always worked for Momma when dealing with Preythings and Employees so you copy her style "I was trying to meditate and here you are being loud and throwing Ki around for no reason!"
Your sudden appearance seems to have startled the Bald One. Your eyes narrow as you remember him, faintly, memories fading but this stands clear.
"Especially You. The one who called me a Freak. Just why in SCIENCE AND REASON are you disturbing MY meditation and then trying to DO MY JOB FOR ME! Mister Piccolo is MY Hunt-thing. And I will dismember him and take his every technique from his begging broken body before giving him the mercy of death, and you want to TAKE THAT FROM ME! REDUCE MY POWER!" Green wreathes your form unconsciously as you glare.
"We are here to rescue you, you idiot ch-" The furry one tries to say before Mister Piccolo backhands him through a tree.
"It's for your own good really, I've spent months with him, its best to let him work himself out screaming." You ignore that temporarily, though you silently decide to make another attempt on the alien's life tomorrow.
"Gossard, we are trying to bring you home!" The Bald One tries to make an excuse, then has the gall to grab you from the air
"Back to B-" GREEN!
The insolent PREYTHING is blasted away from your power as your hair turns an Emerald Green. The world appears ant-like beneath our power as we look upon the speck that dared both grace our form and t T ouTouch usa̟̭̰͎̝͂̌n̓ͦͥ̂͑̓ͭ̕d̡͖̘̗̤̳͚̲ͬ͆̍̊̉ ̝̲̯͛ͯó͚̳̮̺͚͐́ȗ̮̞̗̖̻ͨ̍ͩ̿̏r͇̆̅̐̏͆̽ ̮̳̹̥̬̤͗͒ͪ̌̉L͇̺̱͇̩͖̀ͥͬͮ̚E͒̽͛̋ͨ͟G̤̗̔̑ͭ͛̑͡Ē̯̬̲̯͚̯̐ͯ̀N̳̺̖̜͜D̥̺̲̏A̶̠͍̎͊ͯR̺̝̗̱̮̕ͅYͭ̊ͨ̅̍͝a̟̭̰͎̝͂̌n̓ͦͥ̂͑̓ͭ̕d̡͖̘̗̤̳͚̲ͬ͆̍̊̉ ̝̲̯͛ͯó͚̳̮̺͚͐́ȗ̮̞̗̖̻ͨ̍ͩ̿̏r͇̆̅̐̏͆̽ ̮̳̹̥̬̤͗͒ͪ̌̉L͇̺̱͇̩͖̀ͥͬͮ̚E͒̽͛̋ͨ͟G̤̗̔̑ͭ͛̑͡Ē̯̬̲̯͚̯̐ͯ̀N̳̺̖̜͜D̥̺̲̏A̶̠͍̎͊ͯR̺̝̗̱̮̕ͅYͭ̊ͨ̅̍͝ P̶̵̡̜̩̬̼̩̳̖̞͇̪̝͛ͧ̒ͩ͐͗͛ͬ͛͋̅ͫ͒ͭͧ͆̚̚ͅR̨̨͍̝͎̘ͮ́͐̎̅ͯͩͥ̉̒ͫ̒̇̇ͪ́́̾̾̀͘͘E̸̢̡͎̠̹͓̝̥̣͓͐ͫ̇͊̀͌ͨ̋ͭ̈́̿͛ͦͨ̊ͯ̚̕S̢͒̀ͨͪ̿ͨ͑̕͏̥͓̥̠̣̻͎̱̫͈͎͖̘̭͞ͅE̷̶͓̼̬̼̺͍̼͚̞̹̳͛̃̆ͯ̽͌͆̓̑́̒̀̔̽ͣ̅̋͂̕͜͞N̶̥̼̟͈̫͕͈̯̼̥̜͔̼̻̠̤̂̉͑ͫ͌̍ͪ̚͘Č̶̢̥͍͍̘̲̻͔̳̝̞͎̂̈́͑ͯͮͧ͑́̽ͮͪ͂̚͟͞E̸͆͑͋̓͐̍ͦ̉͟͏̩̟͇̥͖͈̞̣̀͜ ̴͓͎̲͔͈̺̜̖̺̩ͥ͋͗̉̄͌̏̆̎́͡͞͡R̸̴̡̦͇̞͇̝̝̪̳̣͍̲͙̗̮̪̺͓̬̰̆ͪͮ̆̌ͩ̚Ē̛̤͉̣̖̘̺͓̻͈̻̟̌͆ͦ̂̉̈́̅͛͛ͦJ̸̸̫̙͕̈̓̋ͤ̓̂̃̓̅̑͋ͬͧͨ̽̅̎́̚͟͝E̡̧͎̘͓̜̥̖͎̙͉̫͓̠̦̥̼̪̝ͣ̔̀͒̿̔ͨ̄͒ͤͫ̌̌ͪ͢ͅC̨̹̼̜̙͉̥̩͎̥̝̪͔̮̆͛̓̉ͥͬͨ͛̈́̆̽̂͆̋̿Ţ̸̮̪̬̤̳̣͋͌͆ͣͅS̷̴͑ͯ͂̆̏̔͗͆ͫ͢͞͏̰̰̝̤̬̠̫͓̯̟͙͙̦̭͍ ̧̛̳̭̞͎͙̭͎͍̗͚̹̳̺ͫ̓ͤ͒ͣ̇̍̕͠͝H̶̵͚͉̰̣̰͕͐ͦͥ̈ͅḬ̵̡̰͍͇͖̹̺͇̥͚̖͍̙̳ͮͧ͛̈̌̀̓̌ͤ͌̔̅̋ͣ̏ͧ͑̚͘͢͜M͙̝̱̲̮̬̝̔̆͑ͮͮ̎̃̆́̀
You feel something give way, something in your soul unable to hold the full MAGNIFICENCE of GOSSARD, THE LEGEND. Gravity takes hold as your hair rushes with non-existent wind. Slowly purple runs down your hair. Out from the tips it begins, then slowly creeps up each and every single strand.
You roar in ANGER. You roar in offense, YOU WERE PERFECT! AND THEY RUINED IT! Trees shatter and what remains goes rushing away in a mere flex of Ki. The ground cracks as you touch a mere Fragment of YOUR POWER.
You scream, and the Universe screams with you.
And the Form completes. You stand there, on cracked ground amidst the remnants of your camp, Purple hair lifted by rushing air. Looking up at the PREYTHINGS that dared to try to restrain your MAGNIFICENCE. To PREVENT you from accessing your full potential and ho forced you into this state, to take YOUR POWER before you willed it.
You vaguely hear words, but they are unimportant. A YELLOWRIVAL shouts into the wind that is your presence and you ignore it as unimportant. You do not recognize anyone here, only know that they have earned their Death.
And you will oh so gladly oblige.
Your lips twist into a cruel smirk at the thought and you gather your Energies.
Deep inside your second body you call upon the restrained energies. Ignoring the pitiful restraints, they exist not on your younger form.
You channel Energy across Galaxies and Roar with the Majesty of A TRUE SAIYAN LEGEND!
A single Blaster Shell forms in your hand. A single speck of your ROYAL MAJESTY that grows and expands in your hand without any effort.
You stay within your hand, ready to lance out and impact anyone you wish, held back only by the thought of Terror. If you were more than a ball of energy you would laugh.
Oh wait, you are. Both your forms laugh in sadistic cruelty. One is brought to your knees by pitiful technology but you ignore that. YOU ARE FREE!
THE LEGEND IS FREE!
Gossards Body:
71,400 PL
+200,000PL Channeled from Restrained Body
Current multiplier: 5.1 and RISING
What do?
[ ] Heh.
You are sitting among the clouds trying to prove Mister Piccolo wrong. You can be calm. You ca-
"WOLF FANG FIST" You can be rather annoyed at times, especially when three PREYTHINGS presuming to steal Power appear while you are trying to meditate.
You open your eyes and let gravity take hold of you again. Then, finding that both dull and slow, metaphorically take hold of your energy and rocket towards the fight
"What in MY NAME is going on here!" You proclaim. Loud noises and arrogance always worked for Momma when dealing with Preythings and Employees so you copy her style "I was trying to meditate and here you are being loud and throwing Ki around for no reason!"
Your sudden appearance seems to have startled the Bald One. Your eyes narrow as you remember him, faintly, memories fading but this stands clear.
"Especially You. The one who called me a Freak. Just why in SCIENCE AND REASON are you disturbing MY meditation and then trying to DO MY JOB FOR ME! Mister Piccolo is MY Hunt-thing. And I will dismember him and take his every technique from his begging broken body before giving him the mercy of death, and you want to TAKE THAT FROM ME! REDUCE MY POWER!" Green wreathes your form unconsciously as you glare.
"We are here to rescue you, you idiot ch-" The furry one tries to say before Mister Piccolo backhands him through a tree.
"It's for your own good really, I've spent months with him, its best to let him work himself out screaming." You ignore that temporarily, though you silently decide to make another attempt on the alien's life tomorrow.
"Gossard, we are trying to bring you home!" The Bald One tries to make an excuse, then has the gall to grab you from the air
"Back to B-" GREEN!
The insolent PREYTHING is blasted away from your power as your hair turns an Emerald Green. The world appears ant-like beneath our power as we look upon the speck that dared both grace our form and t T ou
You feel something give way, something in your soul unable to hold the full MAGNIFICENCE of GOSSARD, THE LEGEND. Gravity takes hold as your hair rushes with non-existent wind. Slowly purple runs down your hair. Out from the tips it begins, then slowly creeps up each and every single strand.
You roar in ANGER. You roar in offense, YOU WERE PERFECT! AND THEY RUINED IT! Trees shatter and what remains goes rushing away in a mere flex of Ki. The ground cracks as you touch a mere Fragment of YOUR POWER.
You scream, and the Universe screams with you.
And the Form completes. You stand there, on cracked ground amidst the remnants of your camp, Purple hair lifted by rushing air. Looking up at the PREYTHINGS that dared to try to restrain your MAGNIFICENCE. To PREVENT you from accessing your full potential and ho forced you into this state, to take YOUR POWER before you willed it.
You vaguely hear words, but they are unimportant. A YELLOWRIVAL shouts into the wind that is your presence and you ignore it as unimportant. You do not recognize anyone here, only know that they have earned their Death.
And you will oh so gladly oblige.
Your lips twist into a cruel smirk at the thought and you gather your Energies.
Deep inside your second body you call upon the restrained energies. Ignoring the pitiful restraints, they exist not on your younger form.
You channel Energy across Galaxies and Roar with the Majesty of A TRUE SAIYAN LEGEND!
A single Blaster Shell forms in your hand. A single speck of your ROYAL MAJESTY that grows and expands in your hand without any effort.
You stay within your hand, ready to lance out and impact anyone you wish, held back only by the thought of Terror. If you were more than a ball of energy you would laugh.
Oh wait, you are. Both your forms laugh in sadistic cruelty. One is brought to your knees by pitiful technology but you ignore that. YOU ARE FREE!
THE LEGEND IS FREE!
Gossards Body:
71,400 PL
+200,000PL Channeled from Restrained Body
Current multiplier: 5.1 and RISING
What do?
[ ] Heh.
Gohan's Risk! A Transformation Beyond Limits!
lordchaos99
(I have left SV)
[5.2]
You look at the pathetic weaklings, holding your hand out deliberately casual.
You launch from your younger body, splitting into four beings each one trying to grow beyond their bounds.
You target the bald one as you target the scarred one as you target the small white one floating near the edge of what was your camp as you target the green one.
With a thought you dissipate the Blaster Shells a moment before impact, a mercy in your LEGENDARY benevolence.
"Too weak to snuff out. Begone from MY presence little PREYTHINGS, all of you! And you, Yellow Saiyan. Leave me." You look at the young Thing, eyes glowing with unreleased Ki Energy.
You settle back into your meditative pose. You will prove to that Green Alien that you are PERFECTION MANIFEST. You hear someone speak, and it annoys you.
You feel a building of Ki and it distracts you. A lance of energy fires towards the Green PREYTHING and you growl.
[5.5]
Without a single movement you form a glimmering emerald shield, wrapping around your form, you extend it. The green shield between the two combating PREYTHINGS, cutting off the energy blast.
"ENOUGH! I am Trying to prove my PERFECTION! Leave my presence or Die." Your eyes open and you Look at the pitiful Humans pretending to be strong. Little Preythings.
[5.7]
You sink into yourself, your tail wrapped around your waist and the shield rippling a little. You look at your roiling energies with disdain. You are MAGNIFICENT, not some uncontrolled weakling.
With a thought you take your energy and smooth it out. Something inside you twists at the rough inconsiderate way you do so.
You delve deeper, your pride flaring as you effortlessly achieve what Mister Piccolo had said was impossible. Where did he go...Not important. You continue your work, psychically manhandling your own thoughts. Untangling the web of emotions and memories.
The memory of looking up at your father, Paragus. No, Daddy, not...who is Paragus...
The fear as the knife stabs through, what knife, no knife you know of can harm you.
You are confused. You look at your mind, at the complex web of Green. This is...
You can't figure it out. You twitch and shake. Distantly, you feel a shield shatter but you don't care. You simply stare blankly at yourself, at your innermost thoughts and emotions tangled as if two people, but that's impossible YOU ARE BROSSARD, THE LEGENDA-
[5.6]
What, no...that sounded wrong...
The backlash throws you back, an explosion of Ki surrounding you for a moment, turning air to vacuum. Landing on shattered and baked ground, the Yellow One rushes to you. TRYING TO STEAL YOUR POWER!
Just like the GREENman from your youth! You point at him, GREEN energies gathering , intent on vaporising the unknown Saiyan Weakling trying to steal your power. His energies coated in the same Yellow as Gohan.
GOHan. GOhan...Gohan...He must have TAKEN GOHAN'S POWER!
"Gossard stop! It's." You hear words this time, but only for a moment. This traitor has stolen from the Prince, the Prince you claimed, Heir to your ROYAL MAJESTY. He must be punished.
You rise to your feet without moving, buoyed by your GREENness.
"WHERE IS GOHAN!" You roar at the Traitor, flash-stepping in front of him and backhanding him away.
[6]
Another step and he is flying towards you. Using a mere fragment of your power you break him. You feel several bones shatter from the force, your blow across his shoulders ruining him and sending him flying back.
Another flash-step and you casually grab him by the throat. Hmm, up close he looks remarkably like you.
"Explain. Tell me where my Brother is you power-stealing grub. Where is Mister Piccolo as well, I have, things, I wish to discuss with him." You snarl in a low voice, casually pointing behind you. A lance of green shatters the KiBlast aimed at you by the bald one. A second lance and he goes down screaming in such a nice way.
"Ack. G-Gos." He struggles to breath, a mix of your iron grip and the wounds you dealt to his neck, you are sure. "I...Am...G-G-Gck ckAH!"
You lose your patience, sending a single drop of your GREENness into his body, a neat trick you picked up...picked up...
[6.6]
[6.5]
[6.7]
"Five seconds or I detonate the continent and go Looking Weakling. WHERE did you put my brother after you STOLE HIS POWER!"
"Am...A-A-Am Gohan." He says and you pause. He can't be. He is a TRAITOR AND A LIAR! But...No, he looks nothing like Gohan. Gohan looked just like you, and this traitor looks just like YOU. Completely different, but, why does that logic sound wrong. You do not like being confused.
"Gossard w-what is wrong...w-wick with you." He looks down at you, looking into your black eyes as if searching for something. If it was mercy he would not find it.
You tighten your grip.
"I am not Gossard. I AM THE LEGEND! THE PINNACLE OF SAIYAN MIGHT! THE HARBINGER OF DEATH AND DESPAIR ACROSS A THOUSAND WORLDS! THE PERFECTION THAT THE SAIYAN RACE STRIVES TOWARDS! I AM NOT GOSSARD! I AM NOT BROLY! I AM THE LEGEND!" You roar, and see the pain in his eyes. Then determination. You smirk as Grief blossoms in his black eyes.
Laughing cruelly as you glare back into his green eyes.
Wait what?
Yellow Power roars a counterpoint to your magnificent GREEN. Your eyes widen as GOHAN appears before you in his full power.
"G-G-Go."
"Gohan." Your brother says, taking your hand and pulling it from his throat. He grunts in pain, shifting his shattered shoulderblades but his determination pushes him through.
You stare at each other, your whole attention focused on the Blonde twin in front of you.
Then he raises a single finger. His Aura actually pushing away from it, a strange gap in the roiling power. And it begins to GLOW.
"Heh, you taught me this, remember Gossard. Remember, please. A single touch."
The finger glows orange. He touches it to his own forehead.
"AAAAHHHHHH!!" He screams, his Aura flaring brighter than your own did. His hair rises up, lengthening. Growing higher, then it stops. He stops. Right in the middle of the transformation, his eyes closed, tears in his eyes
"Gossard. C-Come...Back...Fight it. Like Me. RRGhhh. Come. Back. D-Down. Before it destroys you. Us."
Two tones fighting within his Aura, held from mingling by pure Force of Will by your twin. His Ki reaches out, his Aura encompassing yours, and guiding it.
You copy his actions as he copied yours, that you had done so long ago. Slowly, infinitesimally slowly, the GREEN leeches out of you and the OrangeYellow from Gohan.
Your muscles twitching, in time to his as his grow and shrink, locked in a state of flux.
You both Descend, black slowly returning to both of your identical locks.
And you stand there. Gossard Briefs. You look into the black eyes of your twin brother
"Gohan."
"Gossard."
You speak in unison, then your eyes roll up. Collapsing into the dirt next to each other
The Super Saiyan and his Legendary twin.
You look at the pathetic weaklings, holding your hand out deliberately casual.
You launch from your younger body, splitting into four beings each one trying to grow beyond their bounds.
You target the bald one as you target the scarred one as you target the small white one floating near the edge of what was your camp as you target the green one.
With a thought you dissipate the Blaster Shells a moment before impact, a mercy in your LEGENDARY benevolence.
"Too weak to snuff out. Begone from MY presence little PREYTHINGS, all of you! And you, Yellow Saiyan. Leave me." You look at the young Thing, eyes glowing with unreleased Ki Energy.
You settle back into your meditative pose. You will prove to that Green Alien that you are PERFECTION MANIFEST. You hear someone speak, and it annoys you.
You feel a building of Ki and it distracts you. A lance of energy fires towards the Green PREYTHING and you growl.
[5.5]
Without a single movement you form a glimmering emerald shield, wrapping around your form, you extend it. The green shield between the two combating PREYTHINGS, cutting off the energy blast.
"ENOUGH! I am Trying to prove my PERFECTION! Leave my presence or Die." Your eyes open and you Look at the pitiful Humans pretending to be strong. Little Preythings.
[5.7]
You sink into yourself, your tail wrapped around your waist and the shield rippling a little. You look at your roiling energies with disdain. You are MAGNIFICENT, not some uncontrolled weakling.
With a thought you take your energy and smooth it out. Something inside you twists at the rough inconsiderate way you do so.
You delve deeper, your pride flaring as you effortlessly achieve what Mister Piccolo had said was impossible. Where did he go...Not important. You continue your work, psychically manhandling your own thoughts. Untangling the web of emotions and memories.
The memory of looking up at your father, Paragus. No, Daddy, not...who is Paragus...
The fear as the knife stabs through, what knife, no knife you know of can harm you.
You are confused. You look at your mind, at the complex web of Green. This is...
You can't figure it out. You twitch and shake. Distantly, you feel a shield shatter but you don't care. You simply stare blankly at yourself, at your innermost thoughts and emotions tangled as if two people, but that's impossible YOU ARE BROSSARD, THE LEGENDA-
[5.6]
What, no...that sounded wrong...
The backlash throws you back, an explosion of Ki surrounding you for a moment, turning air to vacuum. Landing on shattered and baked ground, the Yellow One rushes to you. TRYING TO STEAL YOUR POWER!
Just like the GREENman from your youth! You point at him, GREEN energies gathering , intent on vaporising the unknown Saiyan Weakling trying to steal your power. His energies coated in the same Yellow as Gohan.
GOHan. GOhan...Gohan...He must have TAKEN GOHAN'S POWER!
"Gossard stop! It's." You hear words this time, but only for a moment. This traitor has stolen from the Prince, the Prince you claimed, Heir to your ROYAL MAJESTY. He must be punished.
You rise to your feet without moving, buoyed by your GREENness.
"WHERE IS GOHAN!" You roar at the Traitor, flash-stepping in front of him and backhanding him away.
[6]
Another step and he is flying towards you. Using a mere fragment of your power you break him. You feel several bones shatter from the force, your blow across his shoulders ruining him and sending him flying back.
Another flash-step and you casually grab him by the throat. Hmm, up close he looks remarkably like you.
"Explain. Tell me where my Brother is you power-stealing grub. Where is Mister Piccolo as well, I have, things, I wish to discuss with him." You snarl in a low voice, casually pointing behind you. A lance of green shatters the KiBlast aimed at you by the bald one. A second lance and he goes down screaming in such a nice way.
"Ack. G-Gos." He struggles to breath, a mix of your iron grip and the wounds you dealt to his neck, you are sure. "I...Am...G-G-Gck ckAH!"
You lose your patience, sending a single drop of your GREENness into his body, a neat trick you picked up...picked up...
[6.6]
[6.5]
[6.7]
"Five seconds or I detonate the continent and go Looking Weakling. WHERE did you put my brother after you STOLE HIS POWER!"
"Am...A-A-Am Gohan." He says and you pause. He can't be. He is a TRAITOR AND A LIAR! But...No, he looks nothing like Gohan. Gohan looked just like you, and this traitor looks just like YOU. Completely different, but, why does that logic sound wrong. You do not like being confused.
"Gossard w-what is wrong...w-wick with you." He looks down at you, looking into your black eyes as if searching for something. If it was mercy he would not find it.
You tighten your grip.
"I am not Gossard. I AM THE LEGEND! THE PINNACLE OF SAIYAN MIGHT! THE HARBINGER OF DEATH AND DESPAIR ACROSS A THOUSAND WORLDS! THE PERFECTION THAT THE SAIYAN RACE STRIVES TOWARDS! I AM NOT GOSSARD! I AM NOT BROLY! I AM THE LEGEND!" You roar, and see the pain in his eyes. Then determination. You smirk as Grief blossoms in his black eyes.
Laughing cruelly as you glare back into his green eyes.
Wait what?
Yellow Power roars a counterpoint to your magnificent GREEN. Your eyes widen as GOHAN appears before you in his full power.
"G-G-Go."
"Gohan." Your brother says, taking your hand and pulling it from his throat. He grunts in pain, shifting his shattered shoulderblades but his determination pushes him through.
You stare at each other, your whole attention focused on the Blonde twin in front of you.
Then he raises a single finger. His Aura actually pushing away from it, a strange gap in the roiling power. And it begins to GLOW.
"Heh, you taught me this, remember Gossard. Remember, please. A single touch."
The finger glows orange. He touches it to his own forehead.
"AAAAHHHHHH!!" He screams, his Aura flaring brighter than your own did. His hair rises up, lengthening. Growing higher, then it stops. He stops. Right in the middle of the transformation, his eyes closed, tears in his eyes
"Gossard. C-Come...Back...Fight it. Like Me. RRGhhh. Come. Back. D-Down. Before it destroys you. Us."
Two tones fighting within his Aura, held from mingling by pure Force of Will by your twin. His Ki reaches out, his Aura encompassing yours, and guiding it.
You copy his actions as he copied yours, that you had done so long ago. Slowly, infinitesimally slowly, the GREEN leeches out of you and the OrangeYellow from Gohan.
Your muscles twitching, in time to his as his grow and shrink, locked in a state of flux.
You both Descend, black slowly returning to both of your identical locks.
And you stand there. Gossard Briefs. You look into the black eyes of your twin brother
"Gohan."
"Gossard."
You speak in unison, then your eyes roll up. Collapsing into the dirt next to each other
The Super Saiyan and his Legendary twin.
OMAKE: Yamcha and the PlayboxU
One Classy Hydra
Bespoke Time Machines est. 2874
My personal training focuses for the next little while would be None (that is to say, interacting with people in ways besides training and/or developing hobbies outside fighting- like for real, we're still 2, obsessing over fighting constantly can't be healthy), Martial Arts, and experimenting with non-Green kis. With a healthy side of meditation, of course; ideally we could make meditation a daily routine for Gossard, to prevent a relapse of the Green Incident.
Oh yeah, and by the way, I did a thing:
Warning: longer and not as funny as I anticipated.
Oh yeah, and by the way, I did a thing:
Children's Games
"It's a video game system!"
Three pairs of eyes were watching him, and Yamcha suddenly felt like he was training naked in the tundra. Bulma he'd expected, but the twins' glare mirroring their mother was an uncomfortable surprise. The taller kid even seemed to be look through him, like he wasn't even worth noticing. It made the back of his scalp prickle.
"A PlayBox U?" Bulma shook her head with a sigh. "You do know Capsule Corp owns the 3DX Station, right? Clueless as ever, I see."
"It was cheaper," Yamcha protested lightly. "Funds are tight with the baby on the way, you know."
The kids grasped the point of the device quickly (Yamcha could've sworn he heard the phrase 'adjust the audio-visual information emitter' tossed around, but decided to pretend he didn't), and quickly got to exploring Yamcha's digital library of games. He wasn't exactly an avid gamer, but he had some basic– wait, did they just start up Immoral Combat?
"Aha, hey squirts, that's not–"
"Oh, let them have their fun," Bulma said lightly, pulling him away from the television. "I guess having your own kid on the way makes you think of this sort of stuff, right?"
"A ha... well, maybe a little," Yamcha said, "It's... a little terrifying, imagining being a dad. Then I remember Goku beat me to the punch..." he demurred. "Ah, in having a kid," he clarified quickly.
Bulma smirked a little. "Right, like Goku had anything to do with that," she muttered, pausing to look over.
"Oh, hey. I think the twins figured out fatalities."
"I'm the best! I'm the best~" the taller was chanting, seeming rather pleased with himself. There was something about him that just felt... fuller than the other, Yamcha reflected. He wasn't sure what it was, and wasn't sure he wanted to know.
"And YOU lost~!" Gossard continued, making his ninja avatar dance on screen with the dismembered head of his brother's character. Pixelated viscera covered the screen. Yamcha wasn't even sure how they activated that mode. Gohan mostly seemed to ignore his brother's antics, but was watching his controller closely.
"Anyway," Yamcha said, tearing his eyes from the duo briefly. "I've been thinking, you know, about my future a little. I'd love to keep training, but martial arts don't pay the bills... and unlike Tien, I've got a family to think about now."
"Thinking of getting a real job, finally?" she smirked. "No more unannounced training vacations in the forest? Sounds like Chi-chi's sure got it easy."
Yamcha flushed.
"G-gohan, no– No Gohan, STAAAHP~" exploded from the living room. "Let me block –just let me, let– STUPID controller! Aughrgrgrgr!!!"
The ground shook, and for a moment Yamcha was sure the building was about to fall down. Bulma was disturbingly unperturbed.
"Oh, this is nothing," she said casually when she noticed his glance. "Not even a tantrum, really. He's not breaking anything."
"M-OOOOM!" said a living sparkler of lights, shimmering yellow, green and orange. The toddler's face was heroically composed, if not for the bright tears in his eyes and rainbow corona. "Gohan c-cheated! Tell him to stop cheating!"
"How did your brother cheat, Gossard?"
"B-by winning," he hiccoughed.
Bulma sighed, and got up. Yamcha followed at a distance, more curious than anything. Was the world still rumbling, or was he just trembling?
This so wasn't helping his pre-paternal nerves.
"I didn't do anything, Mom," Gohan said immediately when she came up. "He just gets mad when I figure out how he fights and–"
"Here. Why don't you play a different game?" Bulma said, walking up to change the system's selection. "Something with a more intellectual bent... ah, Dwarf Fortcraft. Here, it's a big blank world where you have your dwarves build things. Sound fun?"
Gohan nodded obediently. Gossard looked a little upset still. "I-I'll still win, you'll see," he grimaced, directing his first dwarf to a pickax so it could mine geometrical shapes.
"That's impressive," Yamcha told her when she walked away from the kids again. "Those two feel stronger than Piccolo, and you can still calm them down, just like that."
Bulma seemed amused at the idea.
"C'mon Yamcha. Freakish strength, sure, but they're still just kids. Besides, I got plenty of practice dealing with overpowered babies handling Goku and you back in the day."
"I wasn't that bad," Yamcha shook his head. "Plus, I'm pretty sure I'm not in the same power category as Goku or them anymore. It's a little..."
"Oh, please, you were the biggest baby of them all until Pilaf's castle came crumbling down," her face soured, "And after that, you were less reliable than Goku of all people, with all the times you took off training without a word."
A wince. "Sorry," Yamcha spoke quickly. "But like I said, that's all over now. I'm looking for a real career. This guy offered me a deal to play for the Taitans."
"The Taitans? Like, the baseball team?" Bulma raised an eyebrow. "Do you know how to play baseball?"
"Well, I didn't," he shrugged, "But I guess that doesn't matter too much when your throws can regularly shatter the bat. My Wolf Fang Pitch is shaping up to be more useful than the original ever was."
"Wow. You really are growing up," Bulma said, shaking her head. "Never thought I'd see the day one of you guys gave up the ascetic martial artist shtick, but here we are. Seriously though Yamcha, I'm glad to see you're taking married life seriously for a change."
There were a lot of things Yamcha wanted to say at the moment, but he wouldn't ever quite get the chance.
"Bow before the might of GOSSARD'S ARMY! We're PERFECT!" rang the increasingly familiar voice of the elder Briefs twin. "Bask in our greatness, whelp!"
"Gossard," Bulma said, tiredly. "What did I say about calling your brother a 'whelp'?"
"Sorry Momma," he replied, not sounding sorry in the slightest.
Yamcha had to double-take when he saw the screen. Somehow in the short while they'd been talking Gossard had amassed an army of pickax-wielding dwarves massacring the simplistic animal population, surrounded by grand bastions of pixelated bone. His starting dwarf was the size of a small house and sat on a throne of skulls, gesticulating wildly with what seemed to be a battleaxe at a smaller encampment that Yamcha quickly took to be Gohan's.
"That's an... interesting way to play that game," Yamcha said. Dwarf Fortcraft was mostly used to make cool-looking castles in his experience. He didn't actually know it had a competitive mode.
"Yeah. Pretty typical of Gossard, though," Bulma sighed. "He's a bright kid, but I wish he'd think things through a little more."
"What do you mean?"
"W-wait, no!" Gossard watched in horror as one of his dwarves, fed up from the constant stress of building a death fortress, accidentally struck another one of them. And then another. And then another.
"Listen to your king! Your CHAMPION!" he begged, his giant dwarf walking over and summarily executing the two fighters with a single swipe of his poorly-rendered ax. The moment their icons were replaced with cartoon bones, a mass of frowny faces exploded from the surrounding dwarves.
"W-wait, no! That's not how you're supposed to react!" Gossard demanded. "He's the strongest one, you've gotta listen to–"
But there was nothing to be done. Gossard's fortress of death had already spiraled into internal violence, and soon even the huge king dwarf was participating in the melee– and losing.
"Guilt debuffs," Gohan said in a tone of voice that seemed very careful not to gloat. "It doesn't matter how strong he is, since he loses the will to fight when he kills one of his own men."
"T-that's dumb," Gossard protested, sparking angrily. "T-they're not even strong enough to hurt him when ganging up together! The only reason he's losing is because of himself..."
"Maybe," his brother said, turning back to his own own clan of modest, but functional dwarves. A fire broke out in the distant mausoleum of bone, a death knell for Gossard's raider civilization.
"MOM! T-This game's unfair!"
Bulma sighed and sank down in her chair a little, but she still had a small smile and a light in her eyes. "See what I have to deal with all the time?" she shook her head. "Sure you don't have any regrets?"
"Ha, well..." Yamcha gave a nervous grin. Her eyes –and her kids– were scary as ever. He'd been scared of her from the moment they'd met, really. As scared as when he entered the World Martial Arts Tournament and Tien turned his strongest attack back on him. As scared as when Piccolo murdered two of his friends right in front of him.
Scary. Terrifying, even. Beautiful.
He was starting to miss that fear.
"...I have a couple of regrets."
"It's a video game system!"
Three pairs of eyes were watching him, and Yamcha suddenly felt like he was training naked in the tundra. Bulma he'd expected, but the twins' glare mirroring their mother was an uncomfortable surprise. The taller kid even seemed to be look through him, like he wasn't even worth noticing. It made the back of his scalp prickle.
"A PlayBox U?" Bulma shook her head with a sigh. "You do know Capsule Corp owns the 3DX Station, right? Clueless as ever, I see."
"It was cheaper," Yamcha protested lightly. "Funds are tight with the baby on the way, you know."
The kids grasped the point of the device quickly (Yamcha could've sworn he heard the phrase 'adjust the audio-visual information emitter' tossed around, but decided to pretend he didn't), and quickly got to exploring Yamcha's digital library of games. He wasn't exactly an avid gamer, but he had some basic– wait, did they just start up Immoral Combat?
"Aha, hey squirts, that's not–"
"Oh, let them have their fun," Bulma said lightly, pulling him away from the television. "I guess having your own kid on the way makes you think of this sort of stuff, right?"
"A ha... well, maybe a little," Yamcha said, "It's... a little terrifying, imagining being a dad. Then I remember Goku beat me to the punch..." he demurred. "Ah, in having a kid," he clarified quickly.
Bulma smirked a little. "Right, like Goku had anything to do with that," she muttered, pausing to look over.
"Oh, hey. I think the twins figured out fatalities."
"I'm the best! I'm the best~" the taller was chanting, seeming rather pleased with himself. There was something about him that just felt... fuller than the other, Yamcha reflected. He wasn't sure what it was, and wasn't sure he wanted to know.
"And YOU lost~!" Gossard continued, making his ninja avatar dance on screen with the dismembered head of his brother's character. Pixelated viscera covered the screen. Yamcha wasn't even sure how they activated that mode. Gohan mostly seemed to ignore his brother's antics, but was watching his controller closely.
"Anyway," Yamcha said, tearing his eyes from the duo briefly. "I've been thinking, you know, about my future a little. I'd love to keep training, but martial arts don't pay the bills... and unlike Tien, I've got a family to think about now."
"Thinking of getting a real job, finally?" she smirked. "No more unannounced training vacations in the forest? Sounds like Chi-chi's sure got it easy."
Yamcha flushed.
"G-gohan, no– No Gohan, STAAAHP~" exploded from the living room. "Let me block –just let me, let– STUPID controller! Aughrgrgrgr!!!"
The ground shook, and for a moment Yamcha was sure the building was about to fall down. Bulma was disturbingly unperturbed.
"Oh, this is nothing," she said casually when she noticed his glance. "Not even a tantrum, really. He's not breaking anything."
"M-OOOOM!" said a living sparkler of lights, shimmering yellow, green and orange. The toddler's face was heroically composed, if not for the bright tears in his eyes and rainbow corona. "Gohan c-cheated! Tell him to stop cheating!"
"How did your brother cheat, Gossard?"
"B-by winning," he hiccoughed.
Bulma sighed, and got up. Yamcha followed at a distance, more curious than anything. Was the world still rumbling, or was he just trembling?
This so wasn't helping his pre-paternal nerves.
"I didn't do anything, Mom," Gohan said immediately when she came up. "He just gets mad when I figure out how he fights and–"
"Here. Why don't you play a different game?" Bulma said, walking up to change the system's selection. "Something with a more intellectual bent... ah, Dwarf Fortcraft. Here, it's a big blank world where you have your dwarves build things. Sound fun?"
Gohan nodded obediently. Gossard looked a little upset still. "I-I'll still win, you'll see," he grimaced, directing his first dwarf to a pickax so it could mine geometrical shapes.
"That's impressive," Yamcha told her when she walked away from the kids again. "Those two feel stronger than Piccolo, and you can still calm them down, just like that."
Bulma seemed amused at the idea.
"C'mon Yamcha. Freakish strength, sure, but they're still just kids. Besides, I got plenty of practice dealing with overpowered babies handling Goku and you back in the day."
"I wasn't that bad," Yamcha shook his head. "Plus, I'm pretty sure I'm not in the same power category as Goku or them anymore. It's a little..."
"Oh, please, you were the biggest baby of them all until Pilaf's castle came crumbling down," her face soured, "And after that, you were less reliable than Goku of all people, with all the times you took off training without a word."
A wince. "Sorry," Yamcha spoke quickly. "But like I said, that's all over now. I'm looking for a real career. This guy offered me a deal to play for the Taitans."
"The Taitans? Like, the baseball team?" Bulma raised an eyebrow. "Do you know how to play baseball?"
"Well, I didn't," he shrugged, "But I guess that doesn't matter too much when your throws can regularly shatter the bat. My Wolf Fang Pitch is shaping up to be more useful than the original ever was."
"Wow. You really are growing up," Bulma said, shaking her head. "Never thought I'd see the day one of you guys gave up the ascetic martial artist shtick, but here we are. Seriously though Yamcha, I'm glad to see you're taking married life seriously for a change."
There were a lot of things Yamcha wanted to say at the moment, but he wouldn't ever quite get the chance.
"Bow before the might of GOSSARD'S ARMY! We're PERFECT!" rang the increasingly familiar voice of the elder Briefs twin. "Bask in our greatness, whelp!"
"Gossard," Bulma said, tiredly. "What did I say about calling your brother a 'whelp'?"
"Sorry Momma," he replied, not sounding sorry in the slightest.
Yamcha had to double-take when he saw the screen. Somehow in the short while they'd been talking Gossard had amassed an army of pickax-wielding dwarves massacring the simplistic animal population, surrounded by grand bastions of pixelated bone. His starting dwarf was the size of a small house and sat on a throne of skulls, gesticulating wildly with what seemed to be a battleaxe at a smaller encampment that Yamcha quickly took to be Gohan's.
"That's an... interesting way to play that game," Yamcha said. Dwarf Fortcraft was mostly used to make cool-looking castles in his experience. He didn't actually know it had a competitive mode.
"Yeah. Pretty typical of Gossard, though," Bulma sighed. "He's a bright kid, but I wish he'd think things through a little more."
"What do you mean?"
"W-wait, no!" Gossard watched in horror as one of his dwarves, fed up from the constant stress of building a death fortress, accidentally struck another one of them. And then another. And then another.
"Listen to your king! Your CHAMPION!" he begged, his giant dwarf walking over and summarily executing the two fighters with a single swipe of his poorly-rendered ax. The moment their icons were replaced with cartoon bones, a mass of frowny faces exploded from the surrounding dwarves.
"W-wait, no! That's not how you're supposed to react!" Gossard demanded. "He's the strongest one, you've gotta listen to–"
But there was nothing to be done. Gossard's fortress of death had already spiraled into internal violence, and soon even the huge king dwarf was participating in the melee– and losing.
"Guilt debuffs," Gohan said in a tone of voice that seemed very careful not to gloat. "It doesn't matter how strong he is, since he loses the will to fight when he kills one of his own men."
"T-that's dumb," Gossard protested, sparking angrily. "T-they're not even strong enough to hurt him when ganging up together! The only reason he's losing is because of himself..."
"Maybe," his brother said, turning back to his own own clan of modest, but functional dwarves. A fire broke out in the distant mausoleum of bone, a death knell for Gossard's raider civilization.
"MOM! T-This game's unfair!"
Bulma sighed and sank down in her chair a little, but she still had a small smile and a light in her eyes. "See what I have to deal with all the time?" she shook her head. "Sure you don't have any regrets?"
"Ha, well..." Yamcha gave a nervous grin. Her eyes –and her kids– were scary as ever. He'd been scared of her from the moment they'd met, really. As scared as when he entered the World Martial Arts Tournament and Tien turned his strongest attack back on him. As scared as when Piccolo murdered two of his friends right in front of him.
Scary. Terrifying, even. Beautiful.
He was starting to miss that fear.
"...I have a couple of regrets."
Warning: longer and not as funny as I anticipated.
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