>>44686530
>Deal

>I'm bringing all the backup I can get.

How long until the androids are configured to not be homicidal to us?

Will there be events happening on Earth while we're away?

>>44686657
Androids are still gonna take awhile

And there might be things, there might not

>>44686682
Well if there's big tech involved shouldn't we bring an expert? And a back-up expert in case the first one gets K'O'd?

You certainly can

Tore and her crew are still hanging around on Earth, and Bulma and her dad have the science squad nearby

>>44686718
Snag Tore and her crew, and the science squad can get information from Namek and help us as 'Ground Control'.

Guess no one expected you starting so early Chuckles.

>>44686530
>Deal
bring the nerds too

This isn't Digimang. I was excited for nothing.

>>44686752
Yeah that sounds good.
Also Teito?

So Tore, her crew, Teito and Gohan, with the nerds as a ground control on earth?

>>44686530

Teito is 6-months pregnant, right?

>I'll go myself and a few other people
>Contact Tore and crew, Tien, Goku, and Krillin
>Tell Bulma what is happening

>>44686822
Sounds good.

Can we snag Kuriza as well?

>>44686822

If Teito is pregnant, she better sit this one out unless we absolutely need her.

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>>44686530
Yo Chuckles
Here's some only-barely-related fetish art

Okay god damn it

>Take Teito
>Leave Teito

>Bring Kuriza
>Leave Kuriza

>>44686881
You know what? I don't think that armour's gonna be practical in defence

>>44686881

This make me think we should train Bulma so that she's tough enough to lewd Blonde Kabu.

>>44686916
Leave Teito, bring Kuriza.

>>44686916
>Take Teito
>Leave Kuriza

Tien relevant never.

>>44686916
>Leave Teito
>Bring Kuriza

>>44686916

>Leave Teito
>Bring Kuriza

alrighty, leaving the pregnant, bringing the lizard

>>44687040
Q. Can Lizard get pregnant?

>>44687048

Maybe by parthenogenesis

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You pause to think a moment, "I'll help, but I'm making a few changes to my team."

Piccolo scowls, but turns on his heel. "Very well, I'll be on the ship." He announces, slipping himself off the balcony.

Picking up your scouter, you call together a small crew, if this thing's electronic, you want some tech-heads on your side, so Tore and her crew are quickly invited on board, before you call in some heavy hitters, namely Kuriza and Gohan.

While you wait for them to arrive, you float down to the lab, interrupting Bulma and her nerd squads work.

"Sorry to interrupt, but I've got something important that I need help with." You greet them, looking around at the group, Bulma, her dad, a tall man with a purple afro, Arale and her 'father' a squat man with dark hair, who rapidly increases in height and handsomeness as he spots you.

"How can we help you, gorgeous?" He asks with a wink, slowly inhaling from a cigarette.

Bulma makes a noise of disgust, clobbering him over the head, before standing from her computer. "What's the matter now?"

You put the scanner down, explaining Piccolo's finding quickly, while the kids touch down outside the lab.

When you're done, Dr Briefs snaps his fingers, handing a small device to you. "Just plug that into the comms, and we'll be able to get a good idea of what's happening. Course, I can't promise we'll be any more effective than a chinaman in a road test, but we'll do what we can."

The hell is china? Oh well, he's helping.

A message pings to your scouter as you board the ship, Tore and her crew have already taken off for Namek, with Krillin in tow as their muscle... While you like the guy, if Piccolo's scared, that might not be the best idea.

Still, you slot the monitor into the comms, and the ship bursts upwards, into space. Flight should only take a few minutes at most.

Turning from the flight computer, you find Piccolo staring out the window. "Time to put Slug's theory to the test. Let's see if I can finally go home." He mutters to himself. "Of course, if I can't, if their dragon keeps me from coming near their surface, then you're really in trouble. Slug might be dead, but he's still a part of me." He lets out a low laugh. "Then again, as an cyborg, there's little to stop me floating above the planet."

The trip won't take much longer...

>Piccolo, why're you so keen to team up with us now?
>Give Gohan a few pointers on controlling his new form
>Kuriza, any progress on your third form?
>Stretch out, make sure you're warmed up

>>44687210
>Piccolo, why're you so keen to team up with us now?
"I mean, I appreciate you not going out of your way to make more headaches in my life."

>>44687210
>Give Gohan a few pointers on controlling his new form

How old's gohan at the moment?

>>44686916
Take Teito, leave the Cannoli.

>>44687200
>Give Gohan a few pointers on controlling his new for

>>44687258
nine

>>44687210
>Piccolo, why're you so keen to team up with us now?

>>44687210
>>Give Gohan a few pointers on controlling his new form

After reflexion, helping the kid about to get into a dangerous zone would be better than learning about Piccolo right now.

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You shoot Gohan a look, waving him over. He hurries forwards as you squat down with the kid. "Yes Kabu?"

You tap his head, "Remember what I said about you needing pointers on controlling your power? Well, guess what? We're heading somewhere dangerous, so let's see what you can do."

"I haven't been able to do it since that Cell thing got Dad... but I'll give it my best go." He lowers his stance, flexing a little, as his energy starts to swell around him, letting out a grunt of exertion, before a nearby box suddenly bursts open, Arale popping up from within, with a loud "SUPRISE!"

Gohan loses his focus, staggering away, as every examines the stowaway, giggling to herself. "Deal with it later." You sigh, before setting Gohan back to attention.

Piccolo joins you in watching over the boy, Gohan's blue aura flaring around him, as he grits his teeth, pushing himself harder and harder, despite the fact that he clearly has no idea how to actually do it.

"Come on Gohan, you can do it dude!" Kuriza cheers him on.

>Tap into your anger, let it all out.
>Keep cool, release it in a controlled burst
>Let him focus, see if he can figure it out.
>Write in

>>44687493
>Let him focus, see if he can figure it out.

>>44687493
>GET HYPE

>>44687493
>>Keep cool, release it in a controlled burst

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>>44687493
>>Tap into your anger, let it all out.

>>44687518
>>44687530
>>44687536
>>44687537
>Multiform and do all four

>>44687493
>Tap into your anger, let it all out.

alrighty, gonna need a d100

Rolled 88 (1d100)

>>44687625

Rolled 92 (1d100)

>>44687625

Rolled 10 (1d100)

>>44687625
Here we go!

Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>44687625

Rolled 61 (1d100)

>>44687625

Hope the kid remembers our lessons on controling anger

Was Gohan's dragon wished back to life?

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You lean forward, coaxing him on. "Come on Gohan! You have to let your anger out! Tap into your Saiyan blood and do it!"

He hunches over his hair shimmering between black and golden, as Kuriza and Arale both takes steps backwards.

Just as Gohan lets out a primal roar, golden energy flowing off of him, crumpling a few metallic instruments, Piccolo rushes forwards, a fist crashing into the top of his head, knocking the boy to the floor.

Gohan goes down, screaming in pain, his hair back to black again, as you grab Piccolo, hauling him backwards and slamming him against a wall. "The hell was that?" You snarl in his face.

His fist closes around your wrist, grip strong enough to break bones if he tried, tugging you off of him. "You saw he could do it." He growls. "If he'd kept going like that, the ship wouldn't have survived, and neither would any of you."

He throws your hands off of him, shunting you back across the floor as he folds his arms. "You're welcome." He grumps.

A feminine laugh rings through the cabin, with the clapping of hands. "Oh, now isn't this just tense?" Towa smirks, everyone rounding to face her. "Piccolo, good to see you. It's been a while, now hasn't it?"

"Five years since you pointed that old slug in my direction." Piccolo sighs. "If you want to know the reason you lost your tail for a solid year, you're looking at her."

"You were behind that?" You demand, glancing over at Towa.

"I'm behind a lot of things Kabuya dear." She smirks, dodging aside as Kuriza tries to swipe her with his tail, grabbing the limb and squeezing, another howl of pain echoing through the cabin as Towa smiles, before letting him go. "But, I assure you, what you're walking into, has simply nothing to do with me." She leans forward, resting her chin on a fist. "Think of this as more a repurcussion, for a job half done." She smiles, "And don't forget to hold back if something makes you ticked off." She adds with a coy smile.

>What do you know? Spill it.
>Write in

>>44687762
>What do you know? Spill it.

>>44687762
>What do you know? Spill it.

>>44687762

>So, you busted my tail on purpose? Or was it just an unplanned bonus?

Well, we all know who is Cooler.

>>44687762
>What do you know? Spill it.

>>44687762
Dammit this'll be Broly back again

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You step closer, clenching your fists, "Alright, what do you know? Spill it!"

Towa simply smiles in your face, before pointing to Kuriza. "Tell me child, do you miss your family?" He shakes his head from side to side, cautiously. "Well, that's a shame, because you're about to meet up with some." She sits up straighter on her staff and gives a wave. "That's all for now then.Ta-ta!"

You look to the boy, who's trying to count on his fingers. "Grandpa is dead, and so is Uncle Cooler. Cousin Aish was killed, and Princess Dad's dead..." He seems confused. "I don't think I have any relatives left?" He mutters aloud.

The ship jerks as it decelerates, cresting around Jupiter, the green planet comes into view and- what the hell is that?

Arale's drop literally drops off, clattering as she chases it across the floor, while the rest of you take the sight in, before Piccolo steps up to the controls, "I'm taking us down for a landing. If there are any Namekians left, I don't want them dying."

The ship drops lower into orbit, the giant metallic.... thing draped over half the planet pulsing weirdly.

Almost reminds you of the Tree of Might... only made of metal. "I don't like this." Piccolo mutters, as the ship touches down, exit ramp extending. Piccolo takes great care to avoid actually touching the ground, floating an inch above it at all times.

From what you remember, there's a Namekian village not too far from here, the one where Tsuno and Moori settled.

>Go check the village out
>Screw that, start blasting the nearest tendril
>Follow a tendril, find a central core

>>44688086
>Go check the village out

They could tell us what's going on. Also, it wouldn't hurt to have some healers on hand.

>>44688086
>Go check the village out

>>44688086
>Go check the village out
We need to know what's going on and if any namekians need help

>>44688086
>Go check the village out
Damn the Large Pasta Star. I bet the arconian we meet isn't gonna be cooler, it's gonna be that jobber we killed like 2 episodes in.

>>44688086

>Use your Sense KI power to see where are the people

>>44688194
>>44688200
>>44688208

We don't have to go to the village to find the Namekian, and Ki Sense would make it easier to find them.

>>44688308

Sometime, I get the impression no one use Ki Sense to do useful stuff.

>>44688326
Well this IS in the DBZ universe.

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You sense out for your friends energy, still at the village by the feel of it, you nod for the others to follow.

Soaring over the planetside, you see that the recently restored trees are already withering, along with the waves of blue grass, as the machine continues to pulse.

You can sense Tore's ship, moving to land closer to the village, touching down as their ship lands they wave once on the ground, as Moori, Tsuno and Cargo come running from their home, sweat trailing down the Namekian leaders forehead.

"Kabuya!" Tsuno cries by way of greeting. "This... thing, it simply landed in the night. We tried to contact you, but our calls are jammed going outwards." He gestures backwards, "We were just preparing to summon Porunga, to try and banish this creature. It would require all three of our magical reserves to prepare the dragon for summoning so soon, but between the three of us we can do it." He nods to himself. "It may cost our lives to recharge them this soon, but I'm willing to risk it to save Namek."

Cargo brushes his foot through the now browning grass, as Tore and her crew wave some weird looking instruments around.

>Porunga is a good idea, let's get rid of this thing.
>Hang on, let's get a reading on this thing first. Tore, what you got?
>I'm not letting this thing eat some other planet, time to kill it.

>>44688377

We could vote to do useful stuff with it.

On an unrelated note, now I feel bad for Cell Jr. I mean, he would probably have tried to kill us for a while, but he was just a clueless, pre-programed construct, and given DBZ, Kabu or someone else could probably have thaught him better.

Oh well, no need to dwell in the past.

>>44688441
>>Hang on, let's get a reading on this thing first. Tore, what you got?

>For all we know, it's a plot to get you to make the balls ready

>>44688441
>>Hang on, let's get a reading on this thing first. Tore, what you got?

>>44688441
>Hang on, let's get a reading on this thing first. Tore, what you got?

>>44688471
Seconding this

>>44688453
Calling it now, a cell multi form is still alive hiding on earth waiting on androids

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You lay a hand to his shoulder, shaking your head, "For all we know, this could be a plot to make you panic. Could be someone wants those balls ready now."

Tsuno stares you hard in the eye, before nodding slowly. "Very well." He takes a few calming breaths, before he notices Piccolo. "Oh, hello brother, I don't believe I know your face? Although... you look familiar."

Piccolo shrugs mutely, glaring at the nearest tendril. Seems he's not much for family reunions.

"Right then. Tore, what are you guys getting? Any info on this thing?" You ask.

Her troops confer with her for a moment, "We reckin." She drawls out, "That it's some form of advanced Bio-metal. Possibly related to the Machine Mutants, traces of what looks like... advanced Tuffle technology in places.

She twirls on the spot, jabbing a finger northward. "Electrical pulses all leading to a central point, near tha north pole!" She announces, before the tall blue nudges her.

'Hey, boss? What about all these smaller signals we're picking up?" He hisses in a reptillian voice.

She rubs her chin, as Krillin steps up beside her. "Reckon it might be guards?" He asks. "Big evil things that float through space always seem to end up having a team of weird guards with them." He points out.

He does have a point.

Tore shrugs, "Couldn't tell you. But... I think, if ye can get to the core, and do some damage to the components there, it should stop this thing from doing any more damage to the planet."

The big purple one steps forward now, "Captain? There are multiple electrical signals advancing on our position. Orders?"

Tore scratches her chin. "Prep the EMP blaster on the ship. See what it does to these bastards. If it does nothing, protect the Namekians with your lives. Those Dragon Balls are important, understood?" The four snap a salute to the short Brench, before hurrying to work.

"What about you monkey chick?" Tore asks, whipping around, arm resting on Krillin's head.

>Core smashing time.
>Write in

>>44688782
>Core smashing time.

>>44688782
>Core smashing time.

>>44688782
>Core smashing time
Sooner we stop this fight the less chance we'll lose more namekians and maybe the balls for another year.
And not have to fight an army of metal cooler

>>44688931
he ded

So, if Frieza's head was in orbit around Namek, or if its orbit decayed and fell back onto the planet it would teleport with Namek when Namek moved. Cooler's head was able to combine with the Big Gete Star after being launched off of the Earth and sent through the Sun. Our wish on the Dragon Balls is responsible for this turn of events.

>>44689029

Cooler was hit by the Devilmite beam. Pretty sure all that was left of him was a foot, or less.

>>44689073
Nah, he was hit by the Spirit Bomb. And Cooler is not the one we'll be facing, we brought Frieza's remains closer to the Big Gete Star with that wish.

>>44689105

What Frieza's remains?

We obliterated him

>>44689266
We kicked his head into orbit, Cooler is the one who got obliterated. Some of y'all have terrible memories.

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You give her a nod. "I'm gonna go smash that core." You give her a nod. "Catch you soon, alright."

Krillin and Tore nod as you take to the air, Arale having disappeared somewhere in the brief time you were talking. Krillin promises to look for her, jetting off, while Piccolo, Gohan and Kuriza follow, hot on your heels.

You float atop one of the tendrils, following it northwards. Machine Mutant AND Tuffle tech? Whatever this thing is, it's probably not going to be too friendly, given your last run in with Tuffle technology.

You fly low over the tendril peering around for any entrances, when one opens below, a greenish sliver blur speeding out of it, head slamming into Piccolo's gut, knocking the cyborg high into the air with a pained grunt.

You glance back down at the assailant, currently busy chuckling to himself.

"Well, well, well." He laughs slowly. "Now, isn't this a familiar sight?" Frieza laughs, his body taller and more powerful looking, gleaming silvery green in the sunlight. "Come now monkey." He slaps an open palm to his chest. "Break yourself against the unspeakable power, of Metal Frieza! And this time I took out your dirty Namekian friend first. No more relying on his pitiful power level to keep you alive now."

Behind him, unnoticed, Kuriza has frozen to the spot, eyes wide, while Gohan prepares to attack.

>"I'm not the same Saiyan I was before Frieza" Transform.
>"Hey guess what, I'm a better parent than you are, right Kuriza?"
>Screw it, make a dash for this core thing first, the boys can hold him off
>Write in

>>44689266

Nah, we ganked him while he was halfway-through his 2nd and 3rd form, then Bear Clawed his head off his body and kicked it away somewhere.

>>44689287
>"I'm not the same Saiyan I was before Frieza" Transform.

>>44689287
>"I'm not the same Saiyan I was before Frieza" Transform.
>"Also, that wasn't the same Namekian either. Kinda spacist of you."

>>44689287
>Transform then punch him in the dick

>>44689312

Also: should we have everyone gang up on Metal Frieza, or should we have some of our peel off when Frieza's distracted and go for the core?

Piccolo might be a good candidate for this, as he can suppress his already low apparent power level without impacting his fighting ability, since he's a cyborg.

>>44689287

>Transform without saying anything

>Punch Frieza and shove him in direction of the Core

>>44689374

I say we take the battle to the Core. Fridge will either be too dumb to not help trashing it, or too smart to use his full power next to something he needs than he can damages

>>44689287
Wait, why is he in his final form?

>>44689498
big gete star rebuilt cooler in his 4th form rather than swole form, seems to just make it whatever you want to look like

and because I couldnt fucking find a picture for big gete first form frieza

>>44689533
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FqwvT6firTQ
you're misinformed about something

>>44689533
It's okay chuckles we still love you

>>44689563
huh

well then refer to my second point I guess

Dramatically transform into Super Saiyan and brag to freezepop, while we tell Piccolo telepathically to head for core

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You stare down the tyrant, "That's just the thing Frieza. I'm not the same Saiyan I was before." You feel that kick in the pit of your stomach, your aura flaring up, golden and shimmering as your power soars. "Since then, I've become what you fear most. I'm a Super Saiyan now."

Frieza seems genuinely shocked by that. "Oh? Well excuse me if your chimping out has failed to impress me." His tail whipping towards your face.

You catch it on your arm, but the force of the blow knocks you backwards, feet scraping along the metallic exterior of the tendril as you come to a halt.

He's strong. Much stronger than the first time you fought him. But... that blow didn't hurt at all.

You grin to yourself, as Frieza looks over his shoulder finally, Gohan's hair shifting to blonde with another angry yell. "Oh how cute, you had a little son." Frieza muses, before he finally catches sight of Kuriza. "S-son? What are you doing here? Why are you with these filthy monkeys?"

The boy shakes his head, taking a step backwards. "Dad... don't fight us. Please." He whimpers. "I don't want to see another member of our family die again."

Frieza chuckles, reaching out to touch the boys head, only for the red domed Arcosian to flinch away, batting the hand aside. "Trust me dear boy, these monkeys aren't going to kill me." He laughs. "They can try, but it'll take more than two upstart simians to kill the mighty Frieza."

Kuriza just shakes his head. "No DAD! You can't! You just can't!"

Frieza backs away, turning to face you, eyebrows raising. "You." He spits the word, "Tell me monkey, what did you do to poison my son against me?" A finger extends, pointing at your chest.

>A little thing called basic kindness
>Attack! (Specify any if you want)
>Spared his life, taught him not to be evil like the rest of his family
>Write in

>>44689815
>Lots and lots of grape juice.

>>44689815
>A little thing called basic kindness
>Spared his life, taught him not to be evil like the rest of his family

Also, I probably saved his life when Cooler brought him here to Earth, then forgot about him and then tried to blow up the Earth.

>>44689815
>You're one to talk. You turned our Prince into a complete ass.

>>44689815
>A little thing called basic kindness
>Spared his life, taught him not to be evil like the rest of his family

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You glower at him, "You want to know what I did? I spared his life and showed him what was probably the first shred of decency since he was born." You flex, deflecting the Death Beam Frieza blasts at you with ease. "I taught him to be a good person, unlike the rest of his family."

Frieza's face scrunches in rage, but he keeps his voice controlled. "Monkey, tell me something. Would you say this... Earth you've been living on is your new home?"

You glance skywards, the small blue orb slightly visible from this far north.

"Why?" You ask back.

He merely laughs in his throat. "No reason." He snaps back to his son, "Now, Kuriza, come to daddy, and I'll show how not to be a pathetic weakling like these Saiyans." He holds his shiny metallic hand out. "Together, with the Big Gete Star, we can rule this galaxy as father and so-"

Piccolo slams into him, driving his foot into Frieza's skull, shearing the metallic head clean off, before he drops back down onto the limb of this 'star'.

"That's for keeping the green man down." Piccolo growls, dusting his hands off, as Kuriza slumps to his knees, letting out a wail of despair as his fathers' body collapses, grabbing at the sparking head.

"DAD!" He screams, "NO! WAKE UP! DADDY!"

You can hear more metallic whirring now, along with an ominous rumbling. "Piccolo, the hell did you do?" You ask him, receiving only a shrug in return, before an enormous wall of identical bodies swarm out of the tendril blotting out the entire sky, between your group and the north pole.

"Kill me once, shame on you, kill me twice, shame on me!" One Frieza declares, as Gohan hurries up beside you and the Namekian. "It seems you really do have the advantage in power here. But I have the numbers! NOW DIE!"

A volley of Death Beams swarm towards your group, as the countless Frieza's stretch in every direction, blocking your way forward.

>See if you can blow through them, keep heading north
>Hold your ground, turn them to scrap
>Write in

>>44689897
This

>>44690293
>See if you can blow through them, keep heading north

>Write in

Maybe a group Solar Flare might be enough to blind them long enough to make decent headway toward the Northern core?

>>44690293
>See if you can blow through them, keep heading north
We can't make this a battle of attrition

>>44690293
Super charge a kage beast to destroy as many as possible with one attack.

>>44690293
>You glance skywards, the small blue orb slightly visible from this far north.
Oh, so you can see Jupiter from the North Pole, Chuckles?

>>44690293
>>See if you can blow through them, keep heading north

>Use Dragon Spit. It'll burn them even if they regenerate

>>44690354
nigga shut up, its dragon ball z, leave the science at the door

>>44690384

It's not so much that they regenerate as that there's a LOT of them and there's probably facilities on the Big Gete star that allow for rapid mass-production of Metal Friezas.

>>44690354
>>44690394
What I wanna know is if we can see the moon from here?

>>44690418
Not earths, but jupiters got three of the fuckers.
None will be full from here for a few hours

>>44690524
And where is Namek in relation to Jupiter? Can we push it to a Solar Eclipse?

Roll me a 3d5000 for charging through

Rolled 376, 3812, 1743 = 5931 (3d5000)

>>44690591

Rolled 599, 1851, 1921 = 4371 (3d5000)

>>44690591

Rolled 3923, 3727, 3253 = 10903 (3d5000)

>>44690591

Rolled 4130, 2346, 3044 = 9520 (3d5000)

>>44690591

>>44690591
Why not just a 3d100?

Rolled 485, 1281, 3355 = 5121 (3d5000)

>>44690591

Well, the DC was 4000, so we got one person through at least

writan

>>44690703
So why do you like these big rolls?

You could have done d100s DC 80 for the same effect.

I really want that big gete tech.

Imagine all the possible uses...

Also Robo-Kuriza when?

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"Alright, Piccolo, you go for the thousand on the left, Gohan, you're on the right... I'm going right down the middle. Go!"

The three of you scatter, Piccolo and Gohan heading left and right respectively, while you throw yourself forwards, driving right through the centre of the beams, batting them aside as you slam into the wall of Friezas.

You bash and blast your way through, unleashing a Kaged Beast as the Frieza's attempt to cling to you, before pushing yourself onwards, ignoring the hail of blows they throw at you.

They're piled up thick and densely, each one throwing blows, punches slamming into your back, tails slapping off your thigh, kicks smashing into your skull, yet all the same you push through.

You see a glimmer of daylight after clawing your way through them for Kais know how long, throwing your ki into your fist, you unleash a bear claw, the explosion blowing a hole clear through the remainder, you puncture through the wall, kicking off stragglers that try to cling yo you.

Free of the Frieza's, you blast off northwards, alone now, with a good hundred copies of Frieza in hot pursuit.

You weave back and forth, dodging blasts they throw your way, responding fire, you knock more down.

But for each Frieza you send down in a flaming wreck, two more emerge from holes in the Big Gete Star, while the tendrils sucking the life from the planet start to converge.

"No! You damn dirty monkey, you stay away from that damn core!" One of them screeches, as more try to swarm to stop you.

Ha! Found it. The tendrils all lead into one gigantic mass, a spherical chamber, which you shortly blast open grinning to yourself as you rush in.

The inside is dim, until you blast a wall, a fire springing up to light the innards of the room.

The room is filled with complicated machinery, but at the centre is what captures your attention. The head of Frieza, or the half that was left by the time you were done with him, is held aloft by a series of wires, glaring at you with pure unbridled hatred.

"Monkey, I wouldn't be too rash now." He warns. "You certainly wouldn't want to repeat your actions from last time."

>Blast the electronics, see if you can shut it down.
>Blast the head, wipe him out for good already
>Write in

>>44690954
>Oh, is it because you have this whole thing set to blow up with you if I disable the head?

>>44690954
>>Blast the electronics, see if you can shut it down.
Try to cut the wires holding him aloft too, disconnect him.

>>44690954
>Tell the others to leave.
>"I wouldn't worry about me, I can still be wished back."
>Blast the head, wipe him out for good already

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>>44690954
Start rewiring him.

"If I hotwire you, think I can drive you as my personal ship?"

Hell just go full Dee-dee

'OOOH WHAT DOES THIS BUTTON DO?'

>>44690954

I'll second attempting to rewire stuff. He probably has a revenge mechanism or something in place in case he dies or if the Big Gete star stops receiving signals form his head.

>>44690954
>>44691007
Afterlife adventures, go!

>>44691074
I wanna train with Mutaito, Olibu, the legendary Super Saiyan and the Super Saiyan God, all four kais, and even learn the Yemma Lock!

>>44690954
Thirding an attempt to rewire.

Alrighty, going with rewiring

Now this is a really important roll

Roll me d100 DC is 90

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Rolled 41 (1d100)

>>44691149

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>44691149

Rolled 91 (1d100)

>>44691149

Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>44691149
lets not totally fuck this up

>>44691111
>train WITH the super saiyan god
Implying we won't become the first Super Saiyan God.

>>44691162
FUCK YEAH.
>>44691166
DOUBLE FUCK YEAH.

We made Frieza our new hot-rod.

>>44691172
Goddess.

>>44691162
>>44691166
when did Kabu learn Beg Gete Star electrical engineering?

>>44691202

I guess being around Bulma all the time must have rubbed off.

Now Frieza and Kuriza can have a real father-son relationship!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_w6i70ztZKY

>>44691202
Kabu has dealt with enough super-science bullshit + is married to Bulma. She doesn't know how it works, but she can generally guess what things mean, I think.

>>44691242
She also grew up with those two nerds!

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You look about, examining all the wires and tubes, getting a wicked idea in your head.

"Alright, then I won't do that." You tell him. "But I've got a better idea."

You zip forward, pulling two tubes as thick as your legs loose and swapping their plugs, before dashing to a series of wires, hands blurring as you mess with the flow of electricity, shrugging off the sparks that fly off you.

You've spent enough time lounging around in Bulma's lab to guess how half this stuff works, sort of, not to mention helping Teito with her work over the years.

Frieza on the other hand, is incredibly pissed off by your actions. "You lousy, good for nothing- oh that is it! Activating the Earth Annihilation Sequence! I've rigged planet busting explosives all over the Earth! Say goodbye to your homeworld all over again monkey!"

Something cold grips your heart, chilling your blood, "He wouldn't." You mutter, as he lets out an insane laugh.

You whip around, staring up at the faint blue outline of Earth, before a mechanical voice growls through the room. "Error, Big Gete Self Destruct Sequence activated. Please evacuate premises."

"Wh-what?" Frieza shrieks, "NO! NO! YOU CAN'T! I WAS GOING TO DESTROY EVERYTHING I WAS GOING TO RULE EVERYTHING, YOU CAN'T!"

You did it? Just by messing with these wires?

You really need to thank Bulma when you get back...

Glancing over at Frieza, his head is struggling to break loose of the wires, snarling with pure animal fury, as a metal wall behind him retracts, exposing what looks like a computer chip behind him, dozens of thin wires running off of it.

>Kill Frieza yourself, you're not trusting this self destuct
>Grab his head, he's coming with you.
>Grab that computer chip, let Frieza rot
>Smash the chip and get out of here.
>Nope, let it all blow itself up.

Pick one

Rolled 43 (1d100)

>>44691149

>>44691424
>Grab his head, he's coming with you

>>44691424
Snatch the chip, leave the head. Kuriza doesn't need to see that

>>44691478
We can throw it in a river if necessary.

>>44691494
Namek doesn't need anymore frogs or lizards

>>44691424
>Grab that computer chip, let Frieza rot
this totally won't come back to bite us

>>44691424
>Smash the chip and get out of here.

>>44691424
>Kill Frieza yourself, you're not trusting this self destruct
>Grab that computer chip, let Frieza rot

>>44691527
fuck, left my trip on from another thread...

>>44691424
>Grab his head, he's coming with you.
Kuriza needs to see how his life could go if he follows his dad's path.

>>44691546
What part of "Pick one" do you not understand?

>>44691593

The "one" part, apparently! Derp.

I'll change my vote here: >>44691546

To:

>Grab that computer chip, let Frieza rot

>>44691424
>Grab his head, he's coming with you.

>>44691424
>Get that chip!
"Hello android upgrades. Gonna have to make sure all of Frieza's personality is cleaned from it..."

>>44691424
Fuck, we never learned how to Chaos Control this thing off the planet.

calling it for the chip

>>44691527
>>44691546
>>44691620

Towa just told us we get in troubles when we do a sloppy job.

Awww, I wanted a game of https://youtu.be/W3U0puptTKU?t=119

You dash past Frieza, snatching the computer chip from the grasp of the wires, a powerful sting running up your arm as the electricity running into it discharges.

Your skin smoking, your wring it out, grinning at Frieza as you retreat. "Rot in HFIL, you crazy bastard." You laugh, pulling up out of the core room, you call to the others, telling them to get as far as possible.

You fly over thousands of Frieza's metallic bodies as you fly south, the central room detonating with enough force to shake the planet, before the explosions divert, running down each limb, exploding each one in a shower of metal and flame.

By the time you make it back to the village, Gohan is hugging Kuriza around the shoulders, but the Arcosian boy seems... relatively at peace with himself, while Piccolo is just staring out over the horizon, feet still not touching the ground beneath him.

Before you can talk to him, you assure the Namekians everything is okay, staring out over a field of mangled robot bodies, half of them unmarred physically, while a few that slipped past the EMP were dealt with by Krillin and Tore.

"Little bald feller ain't bad in a pinch." Tore admits rubbing Krillin's waxed dome, the bald man letting out a nervous chuckle under the praise, while Tore's crew patch up some repairs on Frieza's old flagship.

>You two are cute together, you know that?
>Tsuno, need a hand cleaning the planet up
>Kuriza, you okay buddy?
>Tell Piccolo to smile for once
>Let's just get back home already.

>>44692017
>Kuriza, sorry I had to kill Princess Daddy...again.

>>44692017
>>Tsuno, need a hand cleaning the planet up
>>Kuriza, you okay buddy?

Alien technology for the wife

>>44692017
>>Kuriza, you okay buddy?

>>44692017
>Kuriza, you okay buddy?
>Tell Piccolo to smile for once
>Tsuno, need a hand cleaning the planet up?

>>44692017
>Kuriza, you okay buddy?

Then can we ask the Namekians if they can undo Slug's banishment?

If he gets revived, won't it be within Piccolo?

Also, where the hell is Nail? Did I miss him getting absorbed or what?

>>44692176
hes with Risel and Raditz in deep space

>>44692017
>Tsuno, need a hand cleaning the planet up
>Kuriza, you okay buddy?

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>>44692217
Cool.
I like Nail. Him and Piccolo should hang out before the plot forces them to fuse.

Maybe they'll need to fuse together to fight a certain...planet hopping demon.

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"Hey Tsuno, you need a hand cleaning the planet up before we go?" You offer.

He smiles wide at the offer, but shakes his head. "No thank you, but I appreciate the offer." He lays a hand over yours, a warm energy flowing through his palm, easing the slight bruises the Frieza's put on you. "I can sense your exhaustion, you've had a long day. Go home and see your family already."

"That sounds pretty good right about now actually." You admit, rounding everyone up and heading back for the ship.

Arale is already in the pilot seat, shooting you a thumbs up, before you pull her loose. "I beat up like a bajillion Freezies!" She claims proudly. "Senbei's gonna be so proud of me!"

She scurries off into the back of the ship, and you set the return flight, before nudging the young Arcosian. "You doing alright buddy?"

He nods calmly. "I am. Seeing him... how he talked to you, and Mr Piccolo told me that he was going to blow up Earth, just to torture you... my father was a monster." He nods to himself. "He was almost about to kill Mr Piccolo, but I stepped in his way.There were so many Princess Dad's... But I finally got my third form under control, and I fought them off until you shut them all down."

You rub his head affectionately, "Glad to hear it kiddo. You were very brave standing up to him."

A few tears pool under his eyes. "And... I was thinking. Wou- I know it's probably not polite to ask... but, you seem more fit for the title- and I was thinking-" He holds his breath for a moment, steadying himself. "Would it be okay if I... called you mom?" He asks. "I- not that I want to live with you guys or anything, it's just..."

You glance over at Gohan for a half second. Deja vu.

>Sure thing.
>Let's just stick to Master, alright buddy?
>How about a cool aunt?
>Write in

>>44692478

"Only if I can call you Kabuya Jr. You can be my god-kid with Gohan and Chitsu. Since I murdered your old man, that'll make me mom I guess."

>>44692478
>Sure thing.

>>44692478
>Gross

>>44692478
>Sure thing.

Seems like the Kabuya (and Briefs) family is getting bigger and more alien by the minute! Arcosians, Saiyans, and Hybrids, oh my.

>>44692478
>Disgusting

>>44692561
We're totally gonna add a Hera-jin kid next. Those are the only guys who can keep up.

>>44692478
>Sure thing.
>I reserve the right to be the cool aunt, though.

>>44692478
>How about a cool aunt?

>>44692478
>Kimochi warui

>>44692478
>Sure thing.

>>44692478
>>How about a cool aunt?

I like the kid, but he's not our son

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You lean down and press a kiss against his cold headplate for a moment, shooting him a smirk. "Sure thing kid."

He rubs at the spot, smiling with embarrassment. "Thank you." He finally replies in a small voice, brushing away his tears. "I won't disappoint you."

You give him a wink, as the ship slips out of hyperspeed, touching down on the lawn. "I'm sure, now if you don't mind, I'm dying to get some sleep, alright?"

He nods, scurrying off the ship and taking off home, clearly embarrassed over asking in the first place. Gohan laughs softly as he goes, before Piccolo bumps the boy out of the way, already taking off to where ever the hell it is he goes.

Jokes on him, he left the electrical tracker with you, combine that with the android tracker and you can pin him down.

Norimaki runs forwards, looking more blobby than before as he scoops Arale up. "Arale! That was very naughty." He scolds her, "What did I tell you about going to space?"

She rolls her eyes, "Only when my homeworks done." She sighs dramatically, sagging in his arms.

Bulma slips through the other scientists, wrapping an arm around your waist. "You look like you can barely stand." She comments.

"I feel it too." You mutter, nuzzling your chin against her for a moment. "But first, I wanna thank you for being a huge nerd."

"Oh?" She asks, hauling you into the house. "Why's that, we couldn't even provide backup. All we did was scan some data from the fight."

You shrug it off, don't want to worry her this late. "No reason... just glad to have a science babe like you."

She laughs at your half awake rambling, depositing you in bed. You half fumble the computer chip from the star into her hands, mumbling something about her needing it, before curling up to sleep.

Bulma's gone when you wake, whether she's up really late or really early, you're not sure, but you take the liberty of cooking her something yourself.

Frying up a few sides of bacon, you fetch Bra, setting her down to play in the yard while you cook, ignoring the spitting of the fat, salivating over the scent as you crush some salt over the food.

You're missing something.... Eggs, right.

You open the fridge, bend down to pull them out, the familiar blue face pouting at you as you stand again.

You turn your back on her, walking back to the pan and cracking a few dozen into a spare pan.

"You know, you'll never reach your true potential if you continue to outsmart everyone." Towa sighs. "Strength comes from pain, rule number one of your race." She clucks her tongue, "That's a lesson from the first Super Saiyan, did you know that? He told me so himself."

You actually didn't know that's where it came from, but you're not going to admit that, flipping the bacon, you whistle to yourself.

Towa huffs, continuing in your silence, "Only problem is, the rest of your thick skulled ancestors only understood that as physical pain." She rolls her eyes, "When the true road lies in hurting the heart of a Saiyan. That's why you transformed when your friend died." She crosses her legs over each other, nose twitching as you crush some garlic into the pan. "Do you have any idea what kinda of power you'd be holding right now, if this planet had gone up in smoke? It'd be tremendous. You'd rival not just the Kais, but the Supreme Kai himself!"

>Please leave me alone, you're getting annoying.
>Towa, stay away from my family
>You hungry? You seem crabbier than usual.
>If you're against me, why do you want me to be stronger.
>Write in

>>44693220
>>You hungry? You seem crabbier than usual.

>>44693220
"I already watched one planet explode and that didn't turn me into the most powerful thing in the universe, why do you think watching another would work?"

>>44693220
>You hungry? You seem crabbier than usual.
>If you're against me, why do you want me to be stronger.
>I'd also lose my reason to fight. Going on your logic, other emotions might give me the same boost, and I wouldn't need a planet to die to get the same benefit.

>>44693220
>You hungry? You seem crabbier than usual.
>If you're against me, why do you want me to be stronger.

>>44693220
By the way Chuckles, I kinda like the random dice, if they're your bag. A d100 gets stuff done, but using random and crazy dice makes each check seem unique.

Are we gonna pork Towa?

>>44693220

>>You hungry? You seem crabbier than usual.

>Why do you want me to be stronger, Towa?

>I'd like to know what you're trying to do, because hell, maybe I wouldn't be opposed to it.

>Also, don't play this game. I perfectly know you could destroy this planet by yourself.

Because fuck, she's pretty strong, too. None of the current defenders of Earth could have stopped her, if she did something while we were on Namek

>>44693480
thanks guy

Anyway, writing

>>44693565

Not unless Bulma wants a three-way.

>>44693739
Right, we agreed to bring home the bacon for her and her alone

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You cast an eye at her. "You hungry? You seem crabbier than usual."

She tilts her nose up, "I don't eat Earthling's food, I find it rather tasteless."

You slip some bacon onto a plate, sliding it down the counter towards her. "You sure? This bacon stuff is rrrrreally good?"

She rocks her jaw back and forth a few moments, before sighing, plucking a strip from her plate and biting it gingerly.

"Oh!" Her eyes widen, and she brings a hand up to her mouth. "That's... surprisingly good." She chows down on the rest.

You stir the eggs around a little, calling Bra in to bring breakfast to Bulma. She skips past, waving at Towa casually, the demon scowling at her lack of presence in the house.

"I already saw my home explode once Towa, that didn't turn me into the strongest thing in the universe. Why would it this time?" You ask, rolling your eyes as she goes back to her knowing smile.

"Because Kabuya, when you were a child, you were below the raw threshold to transform. A weak child couldn't handle becoming a Super Saiyan. There hearts would give out from the stress."

Shows what she knows, Bra almost did it over a tantrum once. "Either way, if you're so set against me, enough to bring down Lord Slug to kick my ass, why are you so intent on making me stronger?"

She smirks, biting into another strip of her bacon, "Ah, now that would be telling, now wouldn't it?" She climbs down from her staff for once, leaning against the counter. "Though, regardless of what you might think, I can't say I hate you Kabuya. You shake things up in amusing ways. If you weren't so dead set on this protector of the Earth job, I'd have half a mind to recruit you to my side."

>You mean like you 'recruited' Bardock?
>Towa, please, I'm a married woman.
>Drop this mysterious act for once, and just tell me
>Write in

>>44693951
>>Towa, please, I'm a married woman.
"And I'm already on your 'side'"

>>44693951
>Drop this mysterious act for once, and just tell me

>>44693951
>Towa, please, I'm a married woman

>>44693951
>You mean like you 'recruited' Bardock?
>Towa, please, I'm a married woman. And so are you.

>>44693951
>Towa, please, I'm a married woman.
>Drop this mysterious act for once, and just tell me

>>44693951
>>Drop this mysterious act for once, and just tell me
She needs to know that we're on her side too. Idk how to say this tho because raging autism

>>44693951
>Okay. Let's do it.

>>44693951
>Uh, I'm not a protector of the Earth, I just live here. What kind of work do you have in mind?

>>44694108
Define on her side, anon? On the side of destroying earth or wanting to ally with her for reasons that haven't been explained?

>>44693951
>>Towa, please, I'm a married woman.
>>Drop this mysterious act for once, and just tell me
>Also, why would me protecting the Earth be a problem for you? If you want to hire me, just make your offer.

>>44694165
Not the anon you're replying to, but I don't understand why she'd want to destroy the Earth.

She could have done this on her own years ago, and can still do it

>>44693951
>Write in
"You know, depending on your intentions and how you go about fulfilling them, you could just hire me to be on your side."

>>44694196
>>44694149
>>44694108
>>44694006
So, why are we on her side? This seems like a massive change of direction for Kabuya, so I'm curious as to why we're doing this.

>>44694006
>>44694368
I was making a lesbian joke.

>>44694411
Oh, sorry.

>>44694165
On her side as in taking her advice and not working against her

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You smirk, "Towa, please, I'm a married woman. And so are you."

Her scowl is less pronounced than usual, compared to when you usually tell her that. "Very cute Kabu." She sighs, chomping down on some more breakfast.

You pull Bra's breakfast off, just as the girl skips in again, laying out a half rack of bacon on a platter for her, she runs off to the garden to eat it without staining anything.

"Seriously though, could you just drop this mystery act for once and tell me what it is you're up too?" You ask.

Her eyebrows raise, "Why? Because I can, I'm the smartest being in existence, and one day, I'll rule all possible realities. The only ones who can stand in my way is another version of myself, breaking through to deal with me." She snaps her fingers, calling up her little pocket watch and flicking it open. "Mira will protect me from any of them however." She points a finger protection in your direction, "But for Mira to become stronger, I need strong samples for him. Between us, we'll have the mightiest warrior and the smartest mind in all possible existences."

You think you drifted off a little in the middle of that speech. "That's nice. Though you know that's almost exactly what Frieza thought, right?" You put on an imitation of the tyrant "'I'm the strongest in the galaxy, I'll rule with an iron fist and no one will stop me'!"

Towa scowls at the comparison, but shakes her head, as you continue on, "Although, depending on the work, and the pay, I might not be entirely opposed to an odd job from you."

She smirks, "An 'odd job'? Is that what the mortals are calling them these days?" Did she just make the joke back at you?

Towa rocks her jaw back and forth again, considering... "Could always send you... no... hmmm... Perhaps." She straightens, dusting her hands off. "I'll think about it. Bye for now."

With a clap of her hands, she's gone, just in time for Bulma to walk in, thanking you for her dinner, bags under her eyes. "What'd Towa want?" She asks. "Other than to steal my time with you?"

>Job offer. You mind if I go on some space raids or whatever?
>Nothing, just complaining, as usual, get some sleep.
>Hitting on me, her robot husband must be disappointing.
>Nothing, find anything on that chip?
>Write in

>>44694626
>Job offer. You mind if I go on some space raids or whatever?
"I figure if I take an odd job every once in a while, she'll lay off with the crazy mind games."

Besides, do we really want to be a simple housewife?

>>44694626
>Job offer. You mind if I go on some space raids or whatever?
>Hitting on me, her robot husband must be disappointing.

>>44694626
>Job offer. You mind if I go on some space raids or whatever?
>I am a peacock, you gotta let me fly!

>>44694496
First, her advice seems to include killing everyone we care about for power and she wants to destroy Earth.

If there's a way to figure out what she wants and stop it if it's an arsehole move, I'm fine with it, but I don't think Kabu is going to work with her, based on her previous choices.

>>44694626
>Hitting on me, her robot husband must be disappointing.
>Offered me some space-jobs to get samples for her robot husband, because she wants to rule all realities.

>>44694626
>>Hitting on me, her robot husband must be disappointing.
>Job offer. You mind if I go on some space raids or whatever?

>>44694626
>>Job offer.

>Also, telling me I would become ridiculously powerful if all the people I cared about died."

>*hug the Bulma*

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You shrug, "Job offer. You mind if I go on some space raids or whatever, every so often?"

She considers it a moment, eyes searching the roof... "Well... as long as you're not doing anything to evil, alright? Only kill the space jackasses that deserve it? If they're like, peaceful space monks, you'd leave them alone, deal?"

You consider it. You HAVE kind of lost your taste for cold blooded murder in the last few years, so far as you can tell. "Deal." You lean forward and peck her on the nose, "Other than that, just the usual. Hitting on me like crazy. Her robot husband must be disappointing her."

Bulma snickers at that, "Y'know, a few years ago... I'd probably lose my mind over that. But... I trust you. Besides, she can't give you cool stuff like this little slice of gold I dug up."

She pushes a notepad into your hand, "Star co-ordinates." You comment, "But where are they from? And where do they lead?"

Bulma winks, "Oooh, that's all part of my secret plan, foolish mortal, you'll have to work harder to get them out of me." You draw her in close, tickling at a sensitive spot on her ribs, earning a few squeals before she's begging for mercy. "Alright, alright... I dug them up from that chip you gave me. Every bit of data in Frieza's brain was backed up in there, including..." She brushes her finger against the notepad, "The location of one planet Saiya." She grins, "Homeworld to 'the filthy monkeys'. He would have gone to blow it up, if it was in his territory. Thankfully, it wasn't, too close to some race of cat people that scared him off." She cosies up against you, "Let's see that demon skank top that, huh?"

>Thank you, but I don't need to go.
>You want to come with me, when I visit?
>Bra'll be excited
>Write in

>>44694710

I don't think Kabus would agree on most jobs for her, but maybe she'd have an actual decent offer.

>>44694927
>>44694684
>>44694674
>>44694666

Is the space raids thing a joke?

>>44695157
>Write-in
"Let's ask around about those cat people first. If they were enough to scare even an arrogant ass like Frieza, it might be better to go there with catnip than just showing up out of nowhere."

>>44695157
>You want to come with me, when I visit?

>>44695157

>>Thank you, but I don't need to go.

>"Now, if you want to top that" * stand up and spank your ass* "I'm all up for it"

Bulma deserves a good dose of monkey butt, right now.

>>44695183
>Is the space raids thing a joke?
I find them hilarious. Especially when they beg for mercy!

>>44695157
>You want to come with me, when I visit?
>Bra'll be excited

>>44695295

Well played.

>>44695282

Then again, monkey butt is something one enjoys every day, or not at all.

>>44693565
But then there'd be less bacon for us.

You can feel a list mist choking up behind your eyes. "Thank you... You want to come with me, when I visit?"

She breaks out in a smile, "Sure, since I didn't get to meet my mother in law." She flicks your arm playfully, "Thanks for that. But before we go, I want to clear all my projects off my desk. That means deal with the androids, look into those guys chasing Tarble, finish Bra's present AND take a closer look at this chip to see if we can get anything out of it, on top of increasing the storage space of capsules, I'm nearly on the verge of increasing carrying capacity by eighty percent."

"That's a heavy workload." You mutter, massaging her temples gently.

She nods, "You keep me busy dear." She knocks her knuckles against the side of her head, "But I love it."

"Love it you may, but you need to sleep every once in a while." You acknowledge. "You're gorgeous, but you look like hell. Get some sleep, alright?"

She nods, before going limp, snoring as she stands. You snicker a little, before easing her down on the couch, draping a blanket over her.

Got a little time to kill, what to do, what to do...

>Track down Piccolo, scanner can find him no problem
>Check on Tights, see if she's actually pregnant yet.
>You should get Bra a present from yourself too, like (Write in)
>Check on Mark
>Write in

>>44695778
>Check on Mark

>>44695778
>Check on Mark

>>44695778
>Check on Mark
Then present for Bra

>>44695778
Supporting >>44695941 , lets get her a copy of her sister-in-law's histories & cultures of the known universe.

>>44695778

This seems like a good idea:

>>44695941

Hopefully he's gotten a fresh outlook on life and a lot of exercise.

>>44696062
Yes perfect thank you! I couldn't think of anything for a present

>>44695778
>You should get Bra a present from yourself too, like something knitted

>>44696062
Sister in law?
if you mean Risel, it would be adopted sister wouldn't it?

I vote we get her training sword

>>44696203
Sword-anon, while that's a lovely idea, we should probably let her choose if she wants to use a melee weapon or not.

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Why not check on Mark, dude seems to be genuinely trying out there after all.

A short flight later, you track him down, scouter clipped on, you find him sleeping on a bed of leaves, about another half day's run from the tower itself.

His beer gut's gone after his trek, and he looks a little leaner, as you cough loud enough to wake him.

He jumps himself awake, reaching for a sharpened stick. "Who's there?" He demands, before hurriedly dropping the weapon when he sees you. "Oh, s'you."

He seems jumpy, "I'm not here to hurt you Mark, just checking up on you." You seat yourself on a faller log, "How're things? You and Nappa patch things up?"

He shrugs, "I guess. He said I could have a cameo in his movie or something, if I get back before they wrap." He moves to sit upright, "H-how're Miguel, and my little girl? D-do they still hate me?"

You roll your tongue in your mouth, picking your words carefully. "Miguel understands that you're improving yourself out here.... as for Videl... well, I took her in as my apprentice, but she doesn't really talk about you much. Still seems kind of angry about the whole mugging thing."

He sighs, hanging his head, "I was a failure." He groans. "I... I ignored them. I was a deadbeat washup, and when my family needed me, I hit the hooch." He stares at his hand, "I might've even hit my wife. Hell if I can remember."

You shake your head, "She hasn't mentioned it once. And she doesn't seem the type to let go of that sort of thing easily." Hercule chuckles, drinking from a rough water skin, before you clue him into the big news. "Your wife's condition is improving." You tell him.

He looks up, a twinkle in his eye. "Y-you really mean it? You're not just torturing me fer a laugh?"

You shake your head, "Capsule Corp has... a lot of resources to hand. Whatever it was your wife had, it seems she's on the mend. She's been putting on weight, her skin looks better, and she laughs when she comes over. She's like a different woman."

Mark just straight up starts crying, hurling himself at your feet, he hugs around your ankles, blubbering into the dirt. "Th-thank you!" He bellows, "You saved my precious angel's li-hi-hiiiife."

>Get up, your embarrassing yourself
>Now you prove you're worthy of her, right?
>You're making an effort, I'll put in a good word with Videl

>>44696706
>Now you prove you're worthy of her, right?
>You're making an effort, I'll put in a good word with Videl

>>44696706
>Now you prove you're worthy of her, right?
>You're making an effort, I'll put in a good word with Videl

>>44696706
>>Now you prove you're worthy of her, right?
>>You're making an effort, I'll put in a good word with Videl
Remember that you are not alone and why you do all that

>>44696728
>>44696753
Yes and yes

>>44696706
>Now you prove you're worthy of her, right?

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You let him sob himself out, just a bit longer. Judging by how tattered his clothes are, he's been having a rough week.

Finally, he picks himself back up, wiping at the dirt on his face. "You know, this is the part where you have to prove you're worthy of her, right?"

He nods, "I do, I'm gonna be the type of man she'll be proud to marry. I ain't no washed up hasbeen, I'm THE Mark Satan!" He thumps a fist off his chest, bravado flooding into him.

You feel a little pride in yourself, for patching him up so much, "I appreciate that you're taking this so seriously Mark. You're putting a real effort in. I'll put in a good with Videl for you, alright?"

He nods, pushing himself to his feet, glaring up at the tower. "Alright you sonvabitch! I, the mighty Satan, am gonna conquer you, to make my family proud!"

He lets out a war cry, barrelling off into the trees, making a beeline for the tower.

Guy's a goof, and a bit of a peacock, but his heart's in the right place.

Speaking of kids though, you really should figure out what you're getting Bra for her birthday. Only five days to go now, then she's off to school in a month or two.

>Training sword
>Knit her an outfit for school
>Get her something to read, brain food from Risel and Tights.
>Write in

>>44697117
>Get her something to read, brain food from Risel and Tights.
>Training sword

>>44697117
>Knit her an outfit for school

>>44697117
>Get her something to read, brain food from Risel and Tights.

>>44697117
>Get her something to read, brain food from Risel and Tights.
>Knit her an outfit for school

>>44697117
Magic lessons
Baba can hook us up, call up Spike

>>44697326
No not baba, not yet. Puar first

>>44697117
>Get her four training swords, two for her hands, one for her mouth, and one for her tail.

>>44697368
And turn her into a filthy shapeshifter? Not our kid, sister.

>>44697368
We aren't turning our kid into a degenerate mutant.

She is already a science abomination.

>>44697555
>>44697368
>>44697117
You never know when you're going to needsomething to disguise yourself. I vote shapeshifter and training sword.

>>44697117
>>Get her something to read, brain food from Risel and Tights.

>Knit her a training gi

Training gi will be useful

>>44697679
Is there a dragonball equivalent of the "Slowpoke" pokemon that I can post in response to this?

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Oh, you know what to get her.

Stopping by a crafts store on the way home, you pick up a shitload of yarn in a soft blue, trying to match it to her hair, before making your way home.

You make sure to complete it carefully, tucking yourself away with Bulma in the lab, lulled in the comforting quiet time, the soft clack of her keyboard, the slow loop of your needles.

"Hey, Bulma?" You mention halfway through the torso. She 'hmms?' in response, still pouring over the schematics for Gero's androids. "I'm glad I met you." She smiles and nods in silent appreciation. "Thanks Kabuya, I'm glad I met you too." You fill in, earning a smirk and a wink. You continue, "Your the most beautiful, strong, amazing woman I've ever met, and that thing you do with your tail is-"

She shushes you, "Dad's in the next room over." She warns, "That can come later tonight."

"And so can you." You reply. She groans, palming her face, but can't hide her smile. "If I tell you what I'm making for Bra, will you shut up?"

You concede, taking your work with you, knitting in a tail sleeve that can curl up to the waist.

Bulma leads you to a back room, pointing to something about your size, draped in a blanket, before whipping it off, with a "Tada! With a little know how from Dr Gero, we've got the worlds first automatic, artificially intelligent playmate."

"Hello Miss Bulma." The robot greets, bowing it's pot shaped body. "Mistress Kabuya." It swivels back to the scientist. "Is Bra ready to play?" It asks.

Bulma shakes her head, "Just a few more days Boto, reckon you can wait, or do you want to go into sleep mode?"

"Sleep mode, would be preferable." It replies, giving a low hum, as it shuts down.

Bulma winks, drawing the blanket back over it. "Now you see why I've been so busy, huh?"

You watch her swagger out, wondering where she finds the time, when a ping alerts your scouter.

"Kabu?" Risel's voice comes through. "We've cleared our name, we're coming home."

>End of Episode 48

>>44697679
>Tweaking with your kid's soul for some parlor trick.

I hope you never have children. I'd feel real bad for them.

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>>44697719

This?

So, we gotta make ourselves a kick-ass disguise while we're off doing CRIME so we can keep our name on the up-and-up.

>>44697720
Thanks for running sempai

>>44697795
How about the great Seiya Woman?

>>44697720

Thanks for the run, Chuckles!

>>44697720
Thanks for running, Chuckles. No ominous cliffhanger?

>>44697795
>>44698076
fund it

>>44697925
>>44698132
thanks for showing up

>>44698178
Not tonight at least

>>44698257
This was a really great session, Chuckles!

>>44698257
Not a fan of the name.

He needs some with more...foresight.

Combining him with the chip will make him into Prometheus won't it.

>>44698309
Do you mean Boto?
I think it's fine for Not!Robo

It's like 9am where chuckles lives, he's probably asleep
That means it's shitpost and theorise time
What do you reckon we'll do/ want to do between now and buu saga?

>>44698627
CRIME

>>44698627
Well, Chuckles suggested we finish our shit here on earth first. We need to deal with Dad, maybe we can have Bulma meet our mom + give mom some advice about the afterlife and commuting her sentence.

There's also starting this martial arts school of ours, possibly.

>>44699172
>>There's also starting this martial arts school of ours, possibly.
Nah, we're taking a page from the space wizard grandmaster's book here and taking on only one student at a time or fucking off to Space Ireland.

>>44699747
Just because Luke is a pussy doesn't mean we have to be. Also, we're not going to let a student fall that easily. Ultimately, this would be just to develop our style of combat, training, and the like.

>>44699804
But Goku pretty much does the same thing

>>44699986
Goku is scared of his inner rage. We aren't. I wouldn't say we're truly comfortable with ourselves yet, but that little vision Baba Yaga sent us on clear some things up. Because Kabuya's outlook, she can fight more intelligently, but is less pure due to her experiences and outlook on life.

In short, Kabuya wont fail in this situation because she's mid-thirty and has lived through the school of hard knocks. She knows what people will face and knows how to confront it.