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>>5951757
Being in the wilderness has done well to strengthen you, to become calm and focused, but you could tell that you still had a long way to go. Even so, you can feel it thrumming within the depths of your soul, although in your case it was more thudding than anything. The Shitsui Taizen or Serene State of Mind and its sibling technique Meikyo Shisui or Clear Mirror-Still Waters was not too far from your reach. One day soon, you will be just like your master, capable of autonomous motion at all times, rather than the unconscious motion that was akin to weaponizing Somnambulism you displayed.

From your aura, you could tell that it holds a soft serenity to its lapping current. Like a brilliantly cool flame, there was a sense of majesty in its ebb and flow. At the flick of the wrist, it can surge to that of a roaring inferno, but its majestic unity's stability would flicker. Having trouble working in concert as one force rather than in discordant frenzy. The smoothed-out edges in the cascade of ghostly white lights that wreaths around you were the keen indicator. It would become a jagged, fierce flame-like appearance rather than a smooth, flowing undulation of power when you broke out of your natural suppression state.

Again, you made a lot of progress in the time spent with your master. But deep down you knew that you were still a fledgling, far off from the true master status of your master. Still, you long for the day when you are ready to stick it to the blue badge/brooch army. They are a real blight on the big blue planet that you called home, Earth. The looming threat of an apocalyptic war continues to hover along the horizon with each passing day. While they are currently at a standoff with the Earth Special Forces, you know it is only a matter of time before Armageddon comes. You, currently a high school student and martial artist, having been adopted by your master and parental figure, felt like you could be the difference that would end this war and save the world.

=================================

Welcome to yet another Dragonball Quest. As the name implies this is a Dragon Ball Quest deeply cemented in the setting of both the Universe 6 verse and Dragon Ball Evolution (but written more competently than the actual movie) setting. To make a long story short, this Earth while styled after the Dragonverse of Universe 7 will be taking many cues from how it was depicted in the movie. To make a more unique earth that's still true to the spirit of Dragon Ball but fitting the U6 sandbox.

Because of that, the earthlings in this universe are naturally superhuman, comparable to the metahumans of comics or other works. Psychics, Sages, Mages, Supersoldiers, and any other blend of metahuman will be found here to spice things up. Most likely stronger than their U7 counterparts, since they fill the rambunctious Saiyan role that U7 has regarding the more peaceful U6 Saiyans.

>>5951764
To summarize, you can see them more akin to the humans of Dragon Ball Online to justify the higher flux of superhumans. Anywho, As it implies you’ll be starting in the early Dragon Ball timeline but from the U6 side. As such, you will see many different takes to iconic arcs along with brand new ones to keep it from being a mere 1 to 1 trend of what U7 goes through for Goku's story.

To those who are waiting for the next update of Kill la Kill, it's coming this year I promise. Just with recent events, I felt it was more appropriate to shift my perspectives and take this approach. Anyway...

> You’ll be playing an Earthling(?) at the start of Dragon Ball, and the quest will follow your adventures up through OGDB, to the End of Z and perhaps beyond.
>The beginning of the quest will be fairly similar to early Dragon Ball as mentioned above, but further down the line, the changes in canon will become more apparent. Although I have changed a few things regarding canon, most of those won’t become apparent or relevant for a long while.
>I will also be taking sources from other places besides the manga provided they’re reasonable like Dragon Ball Online. As well as occasional Dr. Slum references.
>Rolls will be done primarily using 1d100, Bo4 just to give enough wiggle room for mechanics. I want to keep things as straight-lined as possible.
>Write-ins are generally accepted if not encouraged provided they make sense.
>Remember to have fun and don’t be shy about giving feedback.

Now with that out of the way, let's figure out who is our protagonist.

>Earthling (Triclops)
>Earthling (Beastman)
>Earthling (Human)
>Earthling (Monster)
>Earthling (Bio-Android)
>Earthling (Alien-Blood)
>Otherworlder (Choose your alien race)
>Hybrid (Chose your non-earthling half)
>Canon-expy (E.g. Mr. Satan of U6)
>Other (Write-in)

Are you a boy or a girl?
>Yes
>No
>We can shapeshift, it doesn't matter
>Refuse to answer (androgynous)

What currently defines you?
>Ancient Martial Arts
>Psychic Style Martial Arts
>Bio-Technical Enhanced Martial Arts
>Weapon Style Martial Arts
>Magical Style Martial Arts
>Spiritual Style Martial Arts
>Jack of All Trade
>We don't know, let us find out ICly (Fresh Start)
>Hybrid (Choose two)
>Mystery Choice

>>5951781
Forgot to put the last vote choices for the chain.
What is your innate affinity?
>The Stoic Representation of Natural Talent and Ability
>The Plucky Living Embodiment of Hardwork and Perseverance
>A True Freak of Nature with Unlimited Potential and Growth
>A Healthy Balanced Mixture of Hard work and Natural Talent
>A One in a few Generation Prodigious Youth that's the pinnacle of idiot savant.
>We currently do not know (find out ICly/GM decide)
>Write-in

What's your signature element?
>Fire
>Water
>Air
>Earth
>Wood
>Metal
>Light
>Darkness
>Void
>Write-In

>>5951781
>>5951789
>Cerealian
>Boy
>Mystery Choice
>A True Freak of Nature with Unlimited Potential and Growth
>Space
I'll throw you a bone with a random vote

>>5951781
>Earthling (Alien-Blood)

>Yes

>Weapon Style Martial Arts
>>5951789
>A True Freak of Nature with Unlimited Potential and Growth

>Metal
Let's see how this goes

>>5951992
by yes I mean Girl, got a little confused

>>5951781
>>5951789
+1 >>5951992

>>5951781
>Earthling (Alien-Blood)

>Yes

>Mystery Choice

>A Healthy Balanced Mixture of Hard work and Natural Talent

>Fire

>>5951992
>>5951994
+1

>>5951992
>>5951994
+1

>>5951781
>Earthling (Human)
>yes(boy)
>Hybrid(Ancient and Spiritual martial arts)
>The Plucky Living Embodiment of Hardwork and Perseverance
>Metal

Looks interesting, I'll watch your quest(with great interest)

You also probably want to leave the character build vote out extra long to see more people throw in votes. The character build vote is always the slowest part, but the biggest hook

>>5951992
>>5951994
Supporting this

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Rolled 13, 83, 71, 96, 5, 34 = 302 (6d100)

>>5951921
Thanks for the bone

>>5951992
>>5951994
>>5952044
>>5952046
>>5952048
>>5952050
>>5952055
>>5952230
That was my fault, it should've been a boy or girl pick rather than yes or no, that's me being dumb. Anyway, gonna tally up the choices and do the next update.

>Earthling (Alien-Blood)
>Girl
>Weapon-Style Martial Arts
>A True Freak of Nature with Unlimited Potential and Growth
finteresting, I suppose. Anyway, while I get to writing there's one more thing I need you to vote. As well roll me a 1d1000+1000 for your starting power level. Due to your picks so far and my hiccup, I've decided to be a little more lenient with the starting boost.

>Who is your primary master?
>The Crane School
>The Turtle School
>The Uranai Baba Fight Club
>The Satan School
>Mystery Choice
>We have no true affiliation as of yet but we were taught the core fundamentals by our grandma Fanfan
>Write-In

Rolled 932 + 1000 (1d1000 + 1000)

>>5952231
>Mystery Choice

>>5952231
>Mystery Choice
What's in the fucking box!

Rolled 458 + 1000 (1d1000 + 1000)

>>5952231
>>5952239
I messed up the roll

>>5952239
Need you to roll, btw.
Also, I figured people would pick Saiyans because of course they would, but I'm willing to let you guys choose your alien blood if you still want that choice.

>>5952240
it's all good

>>5952241
I'm fine with Saiyan blood.

Rolled 28 + 1000 (1d1000 + 1000)

>>5952231
>>Mystery Choice
sure

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>>5952233
>>5952239
>>5952240
>>5952255
Your name is Son Koku/Kokū, although some people call you Koko which admittingly was a cute nickname, or misread your name as Mago Gosora entirely. Either way, you are a sixteen-year-old girl raised on Earth as a fellow Earthling, but in truth, you were actually of alien origin. Your origins were foretold to have come from the very heavens themselves or the stars, it was very unclear. Either way, that was the main reason for your namesake as it was the only indicator. For the life of you, you couldn't exactly remember much of your early life before suffering amnesia. The only thing the monastery said was that you were quite the unruly child, a precocious yet rambunctious wild child. A hellion.

Hearing yourself be told that when you were older made you feel rather bashful and sheepish. Positively embarrassed at how much of a petulant schoolgirl instead of the lovable, cheeky scamp you were prior. But despite that, you didn't find yourself to be an unwanted child like some of your bullies tried to taunt you. If anything it was quite the opposite since, despite the trouble you brought to the temple, you were well-loved by the members of the western sect of Orin Temple. It was no surprise that you ultimately ended up being adopted by the grandmaster and progenitor of the temple, whom you referred to as Grandma, Lady Fanfan/Lanfan. A vivacious purple-haired woman of venerable standing and infinite wisdom.

Despite her well-kept mature appearance, she was hundreds of years old. She along with the the masters of the Turtle and Crane School were longtime disciples of Master Mutaito. Though like with you his name was sometimes mistakenly referred to as Sifu Norris by the populous when foretelling his great legacy. After the defeat of Lord Piccolo by seven mystics, who would be known to the world as the warriors of light two thousand years ago. Each one scattered off to the far corners of the world for reasons unknown. These seven warriors were led by the guidance of Mutaito. Their names are Majon the She-Woman (Baba), Muten Rōshi, Kuten Sen/Tian Xian (Crane Hermit), Shen Lang (Kami), Tai Lee (Great Lee's Ancestor), Chuu Lee/Chūrī (Tai's younger sister), and lastly Fanfan.

However, your master Fannfan at one point told you to beware of the individual known as Oen or Oozaru, typically referred to as Oden. In summary, both he and Lord Picocolo were fellow deities who descended from the heaven/stars. They wreaked havoc on the world, plunging it into a seemingly neverending era of darkness and chaos. That is until Lord Piccolo was sealed by the warriors of light, but Oen evaded capture by shedding his physical form. Spreading his essence throughout the planet, essentially cursing humanity as a whole with his legacy. Foretelling that Oozaru will rise again once a chosen vessel among the apes has been picked, giving birth to the rise of the Great Man-Ape once more.

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>>5952269
Thus, ever since that day, those who carry Oozaru's mystical quintessence, his dark factors, primarily with human-type earthlings, have been bestowed with the ability of theriomorphism. Making them much like the hybrid of a human-type earthling and an animal-type earthling (Beastmen), the werekin. Although, that's not too surprising since many believe that both type's origins are deeply rooted in Oen/Oden. Either way, they have the power to tap into their wild, primal nature and return to the wildmen of old. Some go as far as to transform into werebeasts when enraged, but this is only a fraction of their true power. A power that only comes to the forefront during a solar eclipse or enough Bruits Waves exposure triggers the mutation transformation.

Only by defeating the inner beast representative of the theriomorphic will can they reach their full potential and achieve theomorphism. Or so that's how the tale goes, one that was lost to time as the centuries went on. Although everyone is born with ki, the supernatural, otherworldly if not godlike powers of the mutagen dubbed the metagene has been scientifically linked with humanity's ancestors. Hence the name Atavism of the Neanderthals in official records, and modern advances have recently reawakened that dormant power. No thanks to the Blue Brooch Army's experimentations in cybernetics and transhumanism/posthumanism. Thus, the age of the supersoldiers and metahumans was born as the old, natural ways are gradually becoming lost to time.

You, Son Koku, are one of the gradually dwindling few true martial artists in this modern world of cyborgization and drug abuse such as Animorphaline and Dragomin. This perversion of mysticism and wizardry may be the fault of man, but your master warns you that this might be the subtle machinations of Oen/Oden's will at work. Either way, you knew deep in your heart, you had to stop them. You, who carry the mighty blood of a Saiyan, are surely meant to be the chosen hero and vanquish such all-encapsulating evil. That's what your secondary master, the current guardian of the earth, Kami has told you through prophetic dreams. With a power level of nearing two thousand, you are considered a true freak of nature with unlimited potential and growth. Signs of a prodigious mutant or so.

>>5952282
However, your control was much more than desirable as it was coarse and unrefined. Often it would be inclined to vary from your supposed max of two thousand to a resting power of one hundred. Based on the psychosomatic idiosyncrasy of your biology that made you whimsical if not capricious. Rough around the edges as you are, your masters, both Fanfan and Kami saw something special in you. Thus, for the good part of your life, you've been trained in the ways of martial arts. As well as had a semblance of a normal life as you went to school, and made friends such as illustrious Bulma Enchanto, Cho"Chester" Hakkai (retooled Oolong), and Yamcha. As well as your friendly rivals Paopao, Mark Satan, and Chi-Chi. Though, you could do without the numbskulls Agundas and Fuller cramping you and your friend's style.

You'll show those dummies that you more than earned the moniker "Oozora or Great Heavens". And they shouldn't be having the gall to try and yank your tail while in class. But aside from that, you get the feeling that something was important about today. Something that you can't seem to shake off.

>You were supposed to meet with Bulma about some "groundbreaking" discovery about something to do with...balls?
>You were going to hang out with your best friends Cho and Yamcha at the arcade today.
>Today was supposed to be your fated showdown with your strongest rival (Choose who)
>You were supposed to head to the Satan temple and watch Mark get ready for a tournament.
>You were supposed to help Grandma Fanfan with gathering firewood as she did the fishing
>Bah, you're sure it was nothing too serious? After all, today is your sixteenth birthday. You can take it easy for now.
>Mystery Choice
>Write-In

>>5952287
>>You were supposed to meet with Bulma about some "groundbreaking" discovery about something to do with...balls?

I'm a little bit confused about how much of this is known to the character and what is maybe only background knowledge.

>>5952287
>You were supposed to meet with Bulma about some "groundbreaking" discovery about something to do with...balls?

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>>5952287
Starting Skills
>Magic Materialization (Gas-Style Weapon Conjuration)
>Energy Weapons Creation/Tool Creation Technique (Caway) - A form of Alteration-type ki manipulation technique that's more advanced than the initial art.
>Kamehameha (Air/force-bending)
>Kiai and Shockwave Fist Style
>Firearm Style/Gunhead Martial Arts (Taught by Bulma aka Granolah style Ki Alteration Manipulation)
>Monkey Fist (Your version of Yamcha's Wolf Fang Fist Style)
>Mimicry
>Pure Progress
>Fury/Berserk

>>5952291
For convenience's sake, you know the gist of Lord Piccolo, Oden (Oozaru), and that you come from the stars and the name of your race. You more or less know the core essentials of the info dump I gave but not the full story.

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>>5952296
>Afterimage Fist
>Jajanken (Hybrid of Canon Rock-Paper-Scissor plus Ki-Alteration for a Gon-like style signature technique)
>Rapid Movement
>Aviation (Tail)
>Shapeshifting (From Cho and Puar)
>Ki clones and Feints of Internal Energy
Add these to the list as well.

Note: As you can tell I'm not gonna go with the flat-out eighteenth-birthday prophecy of Oozaru's return for why Koku can turn into an Oozaru like a typical saiyan. Unlike pic related for those who carry Oden's essence aka humanity. The prophecy itself of Oden still exists, but the solar eclipse transformations are the byproduct of the curse, not the direct prerequisite for Oden to return.

Also, I'm going with U6 Saiyans are Neo-Saiyans as I do like what the manga tried to set up rather than having their tails mysteriously disappear like in the anime. But like with Cumber, they can extract their tails either as a form of energy construct or ethereally corporal appendages that can be retracted back inside. You, being a freak, have a naturally grown tail as you diverge from the Neo-Saiyans. Everything else such as harnessing the Oozaru powers in base, is something you share with the Neo-Saiyans.

>>5951764
>>Earthling (Alien-blood) saiyan
>>boy
>>We don't know, let us find out ICly (Fresh Start)
>>The Stoic Representation of Natural Talent and Ability
>>Void
do we need to tell wich alien we are or is it asumed that i want a saiyan?

>>5952324
You would, but the saiyan path has already been decided.

>>5952324
>952324▶
>>>5951764
oh sorry, i didnt see the votes finished
>femgoku
Okey dropped

>>5952326
There is no fem Goku cause Goku still exists in U7. This is U6 wearing the theme of DBEvolution. Also, Caulifla is the closest to fem goku in this universe anyway.

>>5952318
>As you can tell
no, I watched the show half a lifetime ago and have no idea about the newer stuff. I know super introduced other universes and immediately wrote itself into a corner by having a multiversial tournament.
I'd like to play a character and have information revealed as the character learns about them too.
I'm not sure what you want to go for but it seems like you want to get our dicks wet for what's about to happen in the future, and that I have to do some lore reading to even be able to properly partake in the quest.

>>5952330
That's fair, but don't worry. You don't necessarily need to worry about reading Super to keep up. I will gradually reveal everything relevant to this story and its lore as the character learns it ICly. That's why I haven't gone to the full extent of a lore dump. So again don't fret, you can get by entirely with the knowledge you have so far.

>>5952333
aight, thanks. consider your thread watched

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>>5952291
>>5952295
Breaking out of mindfulness meditation while keeping incessantly to your ki control training by maintaining constant suppression. You start to wrack your brain over the important news for today. It wasn't that you needed to go to school, no, this was still the first week since school had been let out. Marking you as a junior as you've passed your final exams as a sophomore and successfully moved up a grade. Just two more years and you would be done with high school altogether. You haven't put much thought into going to college, much to Ms. Enchanto's chagrin. You figured you could get by being a vagabond like Grandma Fanfan. Maybe even run your dojo or restaurant, but Bulma said that having a degree would make it easier for you to run your business. How troublesome.

Between that and training, you were just fine keeping to your ki control and suppression practices. Make sure of yourself to perpetually keep your ki exertions to one-tenth of your typical volume of two thousand. It was far less strenuous than school work, though ten years ago you would be singing a different tune. A simple act by Saiyan standards, doing it constantly at all times was quite an exhausting effort. Thus, you found yourself often trained in the fundamentals, working to raise the base of your ki. Originally, you thought the act would stop when you felt like it, or when Grandma Fanfan told you, but no you were to do it as long as she has. For life. Something that took three years of constant training at least to greatly lessen the strain, if not disappear entirely. But that was then and this is now.

As you are now, your current display of constant suppression was akin to a newly fashioned base state for you. No hints of instability or variation that normally come from the suppression of one's energies to one's output. Thus, it truly became natural to you as it took zero effort to maintain, but you didn't allow yourself to be complacent. Not ever. Even so, you would think that today's meditation wouldn't put you into a bleary state soon after. Nevertheless, you would recall completely exactly why you were waiting out in the middle of nowhere, far from your grandma's lovely abode. It was to meet with a childhood friend, the heiress apparent of the conglomerate company juggernaut named Capsule Corps.

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>>5952357
To everyone else, she was the illustrious teenage super genius, but to you, she was your longtime friend Bulma Enchanto. Practically housed with a Ph.D. in Applied Dynamics and a minor in tactical weaponry, she was set to be the next figurehead of her family's company. Yet here she was spending time with a monkey girl getting to all sorts of wacky adventures. You had almost forgotten how the two of you met, it was an every occurrence as at the time you were participating in martial arts in the club's dojo. Yet, that same practice ended up attracting the curious mind of the child genius. One thing led to another and you found yourself being the stunning guinea pig for the researcher's goal for endless supply of global energy.

You were amused by her eccentricity as you could tell her scholarly endeavors were genuine. Perhaps, that's why you ended up becoming close friends, besties even, as her actions open the door for your motley crew today. You never flat-out said it, but you were thankful for the haughty heiress turned action girl for being your first real friend. Thus, you were willing to put up going to school and even college if it helped the scientist out. That, and you sure that she could pay for your tuition no problem. But that didn't stop you from saving up money from the various tournaments you entered under a false alias for cash. You wanted to travel the world and be able to support yourself so your grandma didn't have to worry.

As you recall what was so important that Bulma had to show you, your mind immediately recoils as the thought finally comes to you. You weren't fully paying attention at the time but you recall something about wanting to show you a pair of balls from a dragon. Your face winces at the thought, practically cringing at the imagery. You've eaten a lot of strange things in your life, but you were never going to gargle someone's nutsack for dinner. You didn't care if it came from a magical dragon or whatever, you had standards and rights after all. Right as you firmly cement your abhorred stance on the topic, you would pick up the sight of an aircraft coming to the area. At long last your friend had arrived.

"Hey, long time no see, Son Koku." The bluish, sometimes purple-haired woman chipperly cried with a smile.

"Bulma, it's only been a week since we last saw each other." You flatly answer, forming a soft smile yourself as you get up from your meditative pose.

"That's like forever between us." Bulma pouts, stepping out of her airplane after landing it a fair good distance from you. Soon regaining her smile as she walks over to you. "Anyway, are you ready to be blown away by the mystical orbs of wonder I told you about earlier?"

"I'm telling you right now, I'm not eating dragon's balls." You interject, causing her to fall out of shock.

"Oh my...YOU BLOCKHEAD, IT'S NOT LIKE THAT AT ALL. DID YOU NOT HEAR ME ON YOUR PHONE OR LOOK AT THE PHOTOS I'VE SENT." Bulma shouts hotly, stomping her foot.

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>>5952370
Right as she says this, you nonchalantly look at your smart device. The rather state-of-the-art device that Bulma pushed on you to keep in contact and to keep a semblance of a good teenage social status. Looking through the phone you would see two orange orbs, glowing intently with magical wonder. There were symbols etched on them in the form of stars. One of two stars and the other five stars.

Looking at it more closely, you look back to Bulma who was still furious. "Well?!"

"So you did. " You drly reply, almost causing her to fall once again.

"Do you even remember the story I told you?" Bulma's angry reply in between stomping her foot once more.

>Be honest and admit you forgot about it before asking to hear it from her again.
>Pretend to know what she's talking about as you try to appease Bulma
>Try to change the topic by commenting on how much Bulma improved since the last time you saw her.
>Ignore her question and start walking to the airplane as you get ready for the adventure
>Write-In

Who will accompany you on your trip?
>Just you and Bulma for now.
>Yamcha and Puar
>Chester/Cho Hakkei
>Chi-Chi
>Mark Satan
>Paopao
>The whole gang, leave nobody behind
>Write-In

>>5952378
>>Pretend to know what she's talking about as you try to appease Bulma
>>Just you and Bulma for now.
better to keep it a duet to flesh up the immediate relationship before new people get on stage

>>5952378
>Be honest and admit you forgot about it before asking to hear it from her again.

>Chi-Chi
girls adventure

>>5952378
>>5952440
+1

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>>5952382
>>5952440
>>5952444
Looks like we have our choice. Now I've already marked you as a freak of nature among your peers and you already have a rather high starting PL all things considered. But, I'm gonna see how would you be initially ranked by the ???? Saiyan Class ranking system.

So give me 1d100. Bo5. The DC has already been altered due to your choices already so no bonuses. Meanwhile, I'm getting to writing.

1-10 = Bottom Class (Weak enough to be immediately sent away, you are pretty much as weak as Goku was)

10-30 = Low Class (Still weak in the grand scheme of things, but at least strong enough to be considered a good enough soldier)

30-75 = Middle Class (The strongest in the Saiyan army, often of noble descent)

75-90 = High Class (A one-in-a-million talent, stronger than most warriors from birth)

90-100 = The Legendary Super Saiyan

Rolled 50 (1d100)

>>5952480

Rolled 6 (1d100)

>>5952480
Time to shit

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>>5952480
Choosing to be honest with your closest friend, you crack a small, soft smile while rolling your shoulders. Earning Bulma's ire as you follow up with some words. "Sorry, can't say the information"

"Oh my gosh, you can be unbelievable sometimes Koku." Bulma huffs, folding her arms as she puffs her chest in annoyance.

"Sorry, but don't you like hearing yourself talk?" You point out, causing Bulma's cheeks to flusher a bit from the truth of her ranting and explanations solely to hear herself talk. There was some truth to that.

"I mean yes, that is true, but I like acknowledgement better. Especially when they're supposed to be from my best friend." Bulma harrumphs, hitting you with the two-piece combo as you feel rather bad about not fully paying attention.

Letting out an awkward laugh, you carefully rub the back of your head as you confront Bulma sincerely."I'll try better to pay attention next time. Now can you tell me what they are, or else I'm gonna assume you want to make some Buddhist bead necklaces aka Mala or something."

"Yeah, these gems right here, the dragon balls, have the power to do great things. And...not so great things as well. Let's just say if a bad person got a hold of these balls, they could wreak some havoc. The previous wish on these orbs was made to make someone a king."

"Like the Blue Brooch army... " Hearing that reveal made your anger fester intensely within your stomach, almost twisting and churning from the indignation. The slightest change in your emotion almost made your ki flicker up a bit. Catching this, you decide to calm down and focus on the bigger picture. "Well, what can these things do exactly?"

"You sure you wanna know?" Bulma asks wryly, wiggling her eyebrow a bit as she is holding one of the balls in her hand. Seeing it up close made you feel like you might have seen it before. But you couldn't exactly be sure if it was your grandma's heirloom or not. You don't recall ever seeing stars on it, but you never really looked at it closely either. All that you know is that it was orange and orb-shaped.

"Don't act coy with me, Bulma. You and I both know that I'll be tagging along your adventure either way. Especially when you told me already that they might attract the Blue Brooch army. So I would rather know what we're getting ourselves in for." You brusquely reply, getting a taste of your medicine as you start biting back at Bulma. Causing the scientist to make a smile of victory with the v symbol through the use of her index and middle finger.

"M'kay. But for the record, it's only a folktale. It took a lot of digging to uncover and even more resources even to verify the claim and get the whole story. So I wouldn't worry about the Blue Brooch army just yet." Even as Bulma says those reassuring words, you can only make a resounding pout of skepticism. You didn't want to take any chances.

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>>5952503
"First off, you need to gather all seven dragon balls. You can't evoke Shenron's power with just the two balls in my collection, or...the one your grandma has in her house. " As Bulma trails off, holding both dragon balls in her hand, she then goes to reach for her radar. As she flicks it to show that it works for you, both you and Bulma see a similar reading on the pocket-sized device. Causing Bulma to give you a skeptical look upon addressing that fact.


"You never asked. And my defense I didn't even know it was called a dragon ball." You blithely answer, putting your hands behind your back as you give a nonchalant shrug.

"Then what have you been calling it?" Bulma questions, slowly putting the balls back into her bag but keeping the dragon radar in her free hand.

"The Dragon Jewel. It's a mystical, ancient tool from long ago. It says that one's very own natural energy is what breathes life into the artifact and fuels it. Thus, it'll summon the guardian Shenron from it for a myriad of purposes. It's a parting gift from my master's master, Mr. Mutaito." You explained, causing Bulma to look at you with a puzzled expression.

"Well, my radar is picking it up, so either it's a dragon ball or it has the same wavelengths as one."Bulma muses, looking at the radar once more before turning back to focus on you. "Anyway, as I was saying, you have to unite all seven to call forth the eternal dragon Shenron from the center of the earth. A beautiful burst of energy will shoot into the sky as the space is blackened by the dark clouds. Slowly morphing into the silhouette of a massively long and vast eastern dragon with emerald scales and wood-like horns. In a blazing surge of fiery power and luminance, the eternal dragon will rise before you for its sole purpose. Once he appears, he will grant you one wish, whatever it may be. But only the one."

"That does sound different to what my grandma and master have told me. Maybe they could be linked or actually one and the same." You ponder, putting a hand on your chin, and rubbing it with your index finger resting against your bottom lip.

"The only way to find out is to check it ourselves." Bulma nods, ushering you to follow her as she leads you to the plane. "Happy Sixteenth birthday by the way."

"Thanks." You smile.

"Are you sure you didn't want to head to the city and have an actual party? A girl's sweet sixteen is nothing to brush off like that." Bulma inquiries, making her way to the pilot seat.

"It's fine, I'm not all that big on parties anyway."You shot back as you took to the shotgun seat. You could probably make it back home easily if you run, but a free ride is a free ride.

"Not even if I told you that the most popular kid in school Fuller and his football star lug head Agundas are gonna throw a big house party tonight? Don't you wanna crash it and cause some chaos?" Bulma asks, already finishing the necessary preparation as the plane is ready for take off.

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>>5952509
Pausing on that question for a moment, you decide to avoid it to ask the bigger one. "Before I address that, do you think we should have more people along on the adventure? Might make things easier for us if we had a helping hand or few."

"That's a good point, Koku. Anyone you have in mind?" Bulma asks in between flying the airship as the two of you start to take off.

"Hmm, I was thinking Chi-Chi. If things get too hairy we can call Cho, Yamcha, and the rest of them for backup assist. But we don't necessarily need to trouble all of them if it's something not world-threatening. Besides, Chi-Chi would be the most upset out of them if we left her behind." You answer.

"Yeah, I suppose you're right." Bulma nods, steering the ship with the utmost care as you and her travel through the bright blue sky.

"By the way, what are you gonna wish for if this ends up being real?" You asked, genuinely curious what Bulma would want.

"Hmm, actually...I was gonna let you make a wish, for your birthday. As much as being able to make infinite energy would be wonderful, I'd rather earn it with my research than be granted it by the dragon. I'm already the richest woman in the world, so it's not like anything I want is beyond my reach. And besides, I figured this is a nice way to repay you for everything you've done for me for these past ten years." Bulma says, catching you off guard by her rather thoughtful gesture.

How do you choose to respond to the question of crashing Fuller's party?

>"Nah, they're not worth even the effort of crashing the party and mooching off of them."
>"Hmm, I suppose I could spend a couple of minutes there. If only to eat them out of house and home. But after that, we're going."
>"Eh, why not? I'm not gonna pass on the chance to be a massive inconvenience to those numbskulls."
>Write-In

What do you want to wish for?
>You like to think it over for now. But you won't use it to stop the Blue brooch as you share a similar mindset with Bulma.
>You'd use the wish for someone else like your Grandma rather than yourself.
>Wait until you have Chi-Chi along and ask her opinion on it to help you decide on a wish.
>You'll wish for something to help you with your endeavors but not something that'd rob you of the joys of improving or getting stronger through effort and hard work.
>Write-IN

Still need some rolls btw.

Rolled 13 (1d100)

>>5952480
>>5952516
>"Hmm, I suppose I could spend a couple of minutes there. If only to eat them out of house and home. But after that, we're going."
>You like to think it over for now. But you won't use it to stop the Blue brooch as you share a similar mindset with Bulma.

>>5952509
>>5952480
>>5952664
+1

Rolled 83 (1d100)

>>5952675
Shit messed up the vode

Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>5952480
rolling
>>5952516
>"Hmm, I suppose I could spend a couple of minutes there. If only to eat them out of house and home. But after that, we're going."

>You'll wish for something to help you with your endeavors but not something that'd rob you of the joys of improving or getting stronger through effort and hard work.

>>5952676
nice, we high class

>>5951757
Day 467 of waiting for Vegeta's Quest to come back.

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Rolled 14, 96, 74 = 184 (3d100)

>>5952676
>>5952679
>>5952493
>>5952486
Rather than drag this out with another roll, I'm just gonna give a +10 to the highest roll and call it a day. So congratulations you are the (Fraudulent) Legendary Super Saiyan (Not Kale's Legendary Saiyan stuff btw). Ultra-High Class. True Protagonism at its finest. This makes Sadala shooting you to earth to defeat the fallen deity actually be a 5ds Chess move after all. Oden is gonna love this regardless.

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>>5952723
>96
If I had gone with my original plan of allowing a 2d100 die instead of the +10 for the final roll, this would've been more natural. Oh well, this is still good for the Time Anormalties

>>5952706
Me too anon, me too.

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>>5952664
>>5952675
>>5952679
>"Hmm, I suppose I could spend a couple of minutes there. If only to eat them out of house and home. But after that, we're going."
>You like to think it over for now. But you won't use it to stop the Blue brooch as you share a similar mindset with Bulma.
>You'll wish for something to help you with your endeavors but not something that'd rob you of the joys of improving or getting stronger through effort and hard work.
==============================

Thinking about Bulma's question for a moment as you stared out the window, you lowered your eyes at the answer. Something that your stomach knew far before your heart, much less your mind had concluded. "I guess, I could spend a couple minutes at Fuller's party. But I'm only going to eat the bumbling numbskulls out of both house and home. Once I'm done with that, I'm leaving."

"I shouldn't be surprised that you would choose that. Dare I say Koku, you might quite possibly be a real deviant rather than the girl scout you get made out at school."Bulma teased, making another wryly smile to your dry wit. Thus, causing you to lower a glancing glare at the super geinus.

"Bite me if that's a risque potshot, Bulma." You snapped, resting your chin against your palm, looking out to the sky through the transparent glass.

"I didn't intend it for that definition."Bulma retorts with a snort, lightly smiling as she takes in her surroundings. "But it's funny how Agundas hitting on you started this rivalry in the first place."

"I told him I wasn't interested, especially towards guys who are weaker than me. I didn't think he would take it seriously or that his boss and best friend Fuller would come to his defense." You interject, defending yourself while taking a deadpan expression.

"Guys like those can't take a hint and often want those that they can't get easily, much less have entirely." Bulma retorts, insinuating their popularity allows the girls to flock to them. Thus, their showboating jock bully stick. "Besides, it's not entirely fair to have that kind of standard, Koku. You're like the strongest person I know. You'll never land a man at this rate."

"Says the scientist who also rejected the two of them when they asked." You countered. "Besides, two hundred shouldn't be THAT hard to beat."

"First off, you and I both know that number is far from your actual full strength. Secondly, I didn't punch them when they couldn't take no for an answer and got into your personal space. Besides, they knew that I was an impossible catch anyway due to my status." Bulma proudly corrects you, waggling her finger mid-explanation.

Lowering your eye to her, you turn your head away from her. "No, I'm pretty sure it's your high maintenance and your eccentric behavior that drove them off."

"Quiet you." Bulma scoffs, pushing her hand against your shoulder in a friendly punch.

"Seriously though...Thanks for the birthday gift." You genuinely smiled at Bulma, who can only smile back.

"Anytime."

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>>5952733
"So what is the martial artist prodigy gonna wish for?" Bulma asks, catching you off guard for a moment.

"To be honest, I don't really know. Assuming that it is real, I have to be careful with my wish. I don't wanna be tricked by things like wordplay or the genie effect where the eternal dragon takes my words literally." You reflect, soon folding your arms before leaning against the chair.

"I suppose that's fair. We don't even know if Shenron will be lax enough to get the gist of it and respect the spirit of the wish. Or be anal about how you word things." Bulma nods, also leaning against her pilot chair.

"What I do know is that I'm not gonna use it to wish away the Blue Brooch army. Assuming that it was possible, it'd only be taking the easy way out. I'm not a coward or a wimp. Just like you with your field of expertise, I have great pride in mind to want to solve the problem with my strengths." You declared, cracking a confident smile as you gave a determined expression.

"Because you're a saiyan right? Really now, I don't think even if you either come from the stars or descend from heaven you're any different than us humans. You're just as prideful." Bulma snorts, holding back a laugh as she almost took the wind from your sails. Predicting easily what you were going to say before you got the chance to.

"That's what I get for telling you what little I've managed to recall..." You pouted, earning a head pat from Bulma as your tail coiled around your best friend's waist.

"It's not like I couldn't figure it out on my own. I am the world's smartest scientist after all."Before Bulma could say anything more, you gave her a taste of her medicine.

"Self-proclaimed."You retort nonchalantly.

"Hi, Kettle, name's pot. Have we met?" Bulma snarked, earning a snort response from you.

"Anyway, if I did wish for something, it would probably be something to help me. Not necessarily be a crutch for me to heavily depend on or feel completely unearned. But something to help me down the right path wouldn't be bad actually." You say, moving the conversation back to the previous topic.

Before either you or Bulma knew it, in no time at all, the two of you were right where your house was located. A three-story building that looks more like a small inn rather than a humble home. It was built near a rather massive pond, serving as a private lake for you and Grandma Fanfan to fish and swim. There was a large dock blackguard built on the pond's waters, along with a bridge leading to the natural hot springs of the mountain. Isolated from society, it was a rather quaint yet well-prepared home that you lived for over ten years. You couldn't ask for more.

Landing the aircraft on the solid ground far enough from the house. Bulma and you soon stepped out and began to walk inside your house. Following the readings on the dragon radar, the two of you made your way to your grandma's study. What you saw you couldn't believe your eyes.

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Placed upon a small shrine was what appears to be a large orb, radiating a rather orange-golden hue. Wrapped around the orb was an eastern dragon, but not just any dragon but it fit the exact description of Shenron what Bulma says. There was no doubt about it, this was your grandma's keepsake, the dragon jewel. However, right as you took stock of it, preparing to tell Bulma that what they found clearly isn't a dragon ball. She was already gone.

>Look for Bulma. She must have gotten lost or found herself enthralled by something else.
>Leave Bulma be and instead look for your Grandma Fanfan. You have to tell her that you'll be leaving.
>Stay where you are and start writing a note for your grandma about your departure with Bulma as you're sure Bulma will show up with whatever she was searching for.
>Touch the Statue and see what happens.
>Write-in

>>5952739
>>Look for Bulma. She must have gotten lost or found herself enthralled by something else.

>>5952739
>>Stay where you are and start writing a note for your grandma about your departure with Bulma as you're sure Bulma will show up with whatever she was searching for.

>>5952739
>Look for Bulma. She must have gotten lost or found herself enthralled by something else.

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>>5952751
>>5952780
>>5952975
>>Look for Bulma. She must have gotten lost or found herself enthralled by something else.

"What am I going to do with that woman..." You muttered, brunette (black) tail twitching in annoyance before it swishes with fervor. Finding yourself now on your lonesome you let out an exasperated sigh, eyes tired from the mental stress on your shoulders. As much as you treasured Bulma as your first friend, you found her busybody nature to be rather vexing at times. Such nosiness would put even the most curious of cats or monkeys to shame.

Brushing it aside you decide to leave the dragon jewel as it was. Unlike your snoopish companion, you didn't feel the need to evoke the act of causing trouble to satiate a curious mind. Doubly so when said location is where you live and you know the person in question. You love your grandma very much, but you didn't want to invoke yourself into participating in one of her long and drawn-out lectures. They were far more effective than any spanking the venerable sage could deliver. Nevertheless, you decide right then and there to grab a sheet of paper. If nothing else, you were going to leave a letter to Fanfan in case you actually did have to book it. You didn't want her to worry, for you are a good granddaughter.

Casually writing through the use of your tail as it holds the ink brush quite masterfully. You manage to write a concise yet articulate letter to your grandma all while currently looking for Bulma. The only thing that set you apart appearance-wise from the human-type earthlings was your tail. Now you've considered yourself an earthling as well since this is what you felt like this is where you were born and raised for all of your life. But at the same time, you know that you come of Saiyan blood, thus a celestial child be it the heavens or outer space. Luckily while rare hybrids do exist, so most presume that you are a long descendent of a monkey beastman thus only having the tail. That didn't stop you from garnering attention, sometimes unwanted ones as well, as evident by Fullner and his posse.

If you didn't know any better, it was like they treated you like a circus attraction or some evil warlord or something. It wasn't like you were Lord Piccolo, the wrathful warlord deity, and his disciple deity Oden the Destroyer. Then again, only a select few knew of those two, or your true heritage, so you couldn't be THAT paranoid. Even so, you couldn't help but shake off this hunch you had. Maybe it was just distilled skepticism born from the mundane annoyance of high school, or teenage hormones, one of the two. Back on topic, you would quickly catch a whiff of Bulma's scent far before you picked up on her ki signature. Lackadaisically you trekked through the walkway, making a right turn down the hall as you follow the path towards Bulma.

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>>5953601
In no time at all you find her currently holding what appears to be another one of those orange mystical balls, called dragon balls or whatever. She was currently out back near what appeared to be a bird's nest, carefully avoiding a potential pecking from a rather large crow. You could be mean and alert the bird that its spoils were about to be taken from them. Yet you refrained from doing so, you weren't that vindictive. Pulling yourself from the window you just place the letter onto the main table near the kitchen. Leaving it out in the open for your grandma to find, you made your way outside to Bulma. Locking the house behind you as you quietly walked over to Bulma, watching her back away carefully from the nest.

"So, did you get what you were looking for?" You asked dryly, putting your hands on your hips as Bulma bumps into your chest. Almost starting her as she nearly tosses the ball up, only to bonk herself with the mystical object.

"Owie....don't DO that!" Bulma cried, rubbing her forehead with her free hand, tightly clenching the four-star dragon ball with her right hand. "And yeah, I got the dragon ball. That large dragon orb we saw in the room did have a nearly identical reading to the dragon ball here. But I can't be sure if it's stronger or weaker than the dragon ball."

"Eh, it doesn't matter. So long as it's not the one you need then I think it's fine to leave it be." You chimed in your two cents as you watched Bulma gradually recover from the rather comical bump on her forehead.

"True. It's not like anyone else has a dragon radar, so we're good to ignore it." Bulma nods, slowly putting the four-star dragon ball with the rest in a special container.

"Besides, there's not a person I know who can take on my grandma and master. So that artifact is safe as it can be." You assured both Bulma and yourself as the two of you began to walk back to the ship.

Having reassured Bulma that you left a note for your grandma, mainly about how you were gonna spend your summer vacation, the two of you soon boarded the aircraft. Taking to the skies once more you soar off to West City, the main setting where you called your home away from home. The same place where Bulma was born from, and where the two of you go to school with the rest of your chums. The trip itself would take about a few hours at worst, you and Bulma weren't exactly in any rush to get to the city. Even so, you didn't have any trouble arriving and going through the motions till you found Chi-Chi. Having called her during the plane ride, she was already on board with the plan of joining your adventure and crashing Fuller's party.

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"Bulma..." You drawl, lowering your eyes as you sat in the back while Chi-Chi took the shotgun seat on Bulma's blue convertible car.

"Yes, Koku." Bulma wryly answers, smiling to herself as she sprouted purple hair. A stark contrast to her usual blue hair as she was using ki to change her appearance somewhat.

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>>5953609
"Tell me again, WHY exactly do we have to dress up to crash a party for a couple of douchebags that neither of us like?" You asked, currently wearing what appears to be an extravagant black dress with a choker collar connected to gather straps. There were multiple clothing cutouts on the dress as it had hip vents, a cleavage window, and an exposed back on the corset side of the dress.

"Just cause we're crashing a party, it doesn't mean we shouldn't look the part of esteemed guests. Besides, when are there the chances where I can get you to wear these kinds of clothing?" Bulma retorts, acting pretty smug as you frown through your white-haired disguise.

"Look, Bulma paid for our clothing. I wouldn't necessarily be biting the hand that fed you." Chi-Chi chimed in, trying to temper your spirits as she was wearing a similar extravagant dress. Though hers was more Chinese theme with the Qipao base. She was using ki to alter her hair color to that reminiscing of pink cherry blossoms and emerald green eyes.

"I could've just used Magic Materialization and applied a Shapeshifting touch to you guys." You argued, folding your arms with a huff as you narrow your eyes.

"What are you, a magician?" Bulma scoffs, laughing a bit at your furrowing brow of annoyance. "But no seriously, if we don't need to use those esoteric skills of yours, then let's not. Besides, you're the only one who really has to hide their looks."

"Well excuse me for proudly keeping my tail out rather than hiding it all the time." You snarked, having your tail hidden currently to keep up your guise of a normal human girl with long voluminous white hair.

"Bulma please." Chi-Chi sighs.

"You're right, I shouldn't be bullying the birthday girl on her special day." Bulma relents, silently apologizing as it does end up making you feel a little better. "Besides, think of this as practice for when I'm throwing you a proper sweet sixteen birthday as well as mine later down the line."

"Bulma, the hell?! I said I don't need a gaudy, overblown party to celebrate my birthday!" You snapped, turning from the window to look at Bulma with a glare.

"Normally, I would comply with your wishes. But again this is your sweet sixteen birthday. It should be properly celebrated." Bulma counters, wagging her finger as she gets ready to park the car near the mansion.

Seeing you trying to silently plead to her to stop Bulma, Chi-Chi merely closes her eyes and sighs. "I'm sorry Koku, but she has a point. Even I'm having a proper sweet sixteen back home on Mount Frying Pan."

"Traitors, traitors the both of you." You growl, pouting profusely as you sink into your chair.

"Don't look so glum. Anyway, you can put your frustration in eating Fuller out of house and home now that we're here." Bulma smiles.

"...You're lucky you're my best friend AND I am hungry..." You scowl before relenting. Earning a good girl response from Bulma.

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>>5953617
>Lay low and don't attract any unwanted attention as you have a job to do.
>Try to relax and mingle as you could try to be more social.
>Simply explore Fuller's mansion and see if you can find any dirt on him to weaponize.
>Strive to be a little gremlin monke and inconspicuously cause problems for Fuller and Agundes and tank their social reputation.
>Spot Chester among the crowd and slowly drag him aside to discuss why he's at Fuller's party.
>Write-in

>>5953622
>Try to relax and mingle as you could try to be more social.
dancing is not that different to fighting, there's a series of movements that go with a flow, although with more liberty for freestyling it and the flow being not just your partners movements but also the music. And we can mimic other girls movements.
(I want to roll for horrible dancing abilities)
also
>Raid the party's snackbar

>>5953624
I will allow for rolls to see how you perform on the dance floor. A simple 2d100

>>5953622
>Try to relax and mingle as you could try to be more social.
let's chill and eat

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Oh, by the way, since I don't wanna try to make an organic ICly info dump without treating the AB student Koku like a glorified bimbo for not knowing such common knowledge. Earth in Universe 6 aka this universe, will be taking cues from the real world. Many of the iconic places in DB like West City are still going to be things here. But as for the continental structures and whatnot, completely based on our earth.

So yeah, no 44 districts since there are like 7-8 different continents, even if a few of them are fused. America will probably be called Britannia,and there are multiple governments but they're all unified with the king of the League of united Nations standing on top.

>>5953633
>>5953624
Alright, give me 3d100 if you would for your social skills and dance moves

Rolled 94, 6, 34 = 134 (3d100)

>>5953794

Rolled 7 (1d100)

>>5953794

>>5953798
3 not 1 if you would

Rolled 48, 74, 45 = 167 (3d100)

>>5953794

Rolled 40, 42, 19 = 101 (3d100)

>>5953794

Rolled 65, 95, 64 = 224 (3d100)

>>5953794
>>5953809
here

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Rolled 87, 82, 91 = 260 (3d100)

>>5953797
>>5953798
>>5953810
>>5953869
>>5953888
>94/100, 95/100, 64/100
Life of the party success. Seem like martial arts does equalize to that of dancing and vice versa. A real battle ballerina. Also, the food raid goes off without a hitch due to those SSS Social rolls. Might as well pass off as Cheerleader Captain if I didn't know any better. Writing.

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>>5953897
>Those Rolls
Well, this is already more comical than the actual evolution movie tried to be. Disinterested Resting-Bitchface Saiyan girl isn't autistic like typical saiyan depiction (Goku, Vegeta, etc.), she's just a wannabe Hikikomori in the making but the universe keeps forcing her to be a productive member of society. No wonder why Koku's a freak even by saiyan nature. Far better than the whole outcast archetype Hollywood was going for.

>>5953897
I actually hoped to fail the dancing checks when I made the suggestion
but multiple dice always give a more average result and *bo4* elevates it

>>5953921
Well, to be fair only one of those dice is actually for dancing. Multiple things will be happening in this social update. But even with just the Bo3, the 94 all but ensured that you weren't botching the actual dance portion. 74 would keep the actual conversion skills and general charisma from screwing up your sweet dance moves. The only real problem would've been the actual snack raid, but given you styled on the crowd, nobody would really have the gall to confront you about it. Not even Fuller.

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>>5953897
Stepping out of the car the three of you began to make your way to the mansion. Well, it was more actually a manor now that you looked at it closely, comparing it to Bulma's home. Either way, it was quite the bombastic, practically pompous sight to behold. Countless cars were lying around throughout the entire front yard. There was a long line that went nearly across the block. Judging from the number, it was as if everyone who was anyone was there. All the more reason why you didn't want to be here, such crowded areas weren't exactly good for your heightened senses. Through the methods of bushido, you were able to power through it and ignore it entirely. At worst using ki to buffer the sounds for tolerable levels.

Still, it didn't change how you generally had an aversion towards these overcrowded social events. Being raised by your grandma as well as the monks of Western Orin Temple, you were taught to have an ascetic, sagacious lifestyle. Austere to a fault, you devoted your time outside of school to your martial artist training. The only exception was when you hung out with your friends and showed a semblance of social life, hobbies aside. As much of a workaholic Bulma is, even she had her moments of wanting to be like a stereotypical teen and have fun. Thus, by association, you were often dragged along as a participant in the heiress's whims. Today was no different as you steeled yourself, stepping inside.

Thanks to the natural charisma that the three of you gave off, nobody tried to impede or question if you were on the guest list or not. From the outsider's point of view, the three of you exuded an air of elusive mystique that radiated coolness. Thus, it was only natural to presume that at worst you were a couple of popular teens from another school who heard through the grapevine of Fuller's party. This worked just fine for the three of you as you didn't want to see Bulma using her honey-tongued, silver-tongued at times, way of coaxing to get into the party. Part of you did wish it failed so you had an excuse to leave, but you knew Bulma better than that. When she wants something, she'll do almost anything to get it.

Now inside the manner the three of you surveyed your surroundings, blending in with the crowd as the lively party continued as background noise. The music and atmosphere were just the kind of typical fanfare you would come to expect from Fuller's posse. Seriously, you'd have a much better time being in a rock or metal concert, complete with a mosh pit. Brushing aside the pop music of various blends, including J-pop and K-pop, you saunter your way to the kitchen. Taking stock of the inventory while being inconspicuous. Bulma and Chi-Chi splintered off to mingle and do their own thing. Making it easier for you to do yours unabated. Speaking off, a certain stench catches your nose as you soon frown in response.

Alcohol...

>>5953609
>>5953617
>>5953622
now that I think about it, we 3 are with very sexo outfits, Toriyama would be proud.
>>5953897
what were these 3 rolls for ?
>>5953911
Resting bitch bitchface you say ? kek now that's something unique for a sayan.

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>>5953950
The universal drinking age was eighteen, at least when it came to selling or supplying alcohol on-premises (e.g., in restaurants, bars, and cafes). Off-premises (e.g., liquor stores, wine stores, and supermarkets) on the other hand, now that is where it lowered to that of sixteen. However, there were some regulations as to what one could acquire in terms of alcoholic beverages at that age. Usually, it was favored if an eighteen-year-old accompanied the sixteen-year-old, but not exactly preferred as with the right persuasion they can get it just fine. Thus, Fuller and his boys most likely went through the typical channels to get these refreshments. The fact they even have people be designated drivers or find some means to get home while under the influence genuinely surprised you.

You thought for sure that the dark-skinned man would be blithely irresponsible and shrug off such responsibilities. Then again, he is the police chief's eldest son, so he most likely couldn't be that callously foolish. Not when his commissioner father is already dealing with a lot of problems as it is with the Blue Brooch Army and raids from self-govern warlords among other typical police businesses. Hell, the party was probably pushing it, even if he did get permission for it. Such a perfect opportunity presented yourself with tarnishing if not running Fuller and Co's social standing. Fortunately for him, you didn't take it, mainly cause you couldn't care less about him or his boys. It's only when they purposely get in your way that you feel any modicum of emotion, mainly annoyance.

"Alright, let's see what you got moneybags." You mutter to yourself in between rummaging through the snack pantry. In nothing short of wonder, you found a smorgasbord of delectable through the pantries and the snack bar. Various foods and junk food were now at your fingertips as you began to make out like a bandit. But as you reach for the first treat, a thought now crosses your mind. A thought so prominent, it causes you to narrow as you put the giant butterfinger back.

"Bulma would throw a fit if I just took the food and hid elsewhere...." You mumbled with an annoyed sigh. Turning back to the main room, you close the pantry door, having placed everything back where it once was with lightning-fast dexterity. Cracking your fingers together as you arch your back like a cat, you did some light stretches to limber up your body. Readying it for what you have planned to win over the crowd and appease Bulma so you can eat to your heart's content without being lectured for it soon after.

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>>5953979
It wasn't like you were malnourished, even by Saiyan standards, as you could sustain yourself eating like an earthling. It's only when you start to really burn through your ki that you feel inclined to indulge in acts of gluttony. But then again, you weren't unique about it as eating dozens upon dozens of bowls worth of food is typical martial arts behavior. Ki wasn't something that came out of nowhere, and the more of your natural energies are exhausted, naturally the more nourishment one requires to replenish your natural reserves. Even Bulma wasn't immune to this when experimenting with ki on her own. You just happened to hate starving yourself just to keep your energy and nourishment intake to that of non-martial artists. Those daily over fifty full-course meals were important to your Saiyan biology.

You have a hyperbolic fast metabolism, so it wasn't like your ravenous and seemingly insatiable appetite was going to make you fat or suffer indigestion/cramps. Even so, it's hard to keep one's appearance in school if you fully indulge in gluttony eating without a care. Not even the excuse of "Those muscles don't grow and sustain themselves" wasn't gonna cut it. It was far easier for a boy to be allowed to be at their peak performance than it was for a girl. As you currently stand, you were rather tall for a girl of your age. 5'8 to be exact, quite tall for human standards, but given you are a Saiyan, you had yet to start your second puberty. No, you were destined to be a full-grown Amazon by the time you hit adulthood. And there was still the final growth spurt when you hit your mid to late twenties.

Add in that Saiyans can keep their youthful appearances till their eighties, and it is safe to say you were set to live quite the boisterous life. The fact that martial artists, especially ki-influenced ones can greatly slow one's aging process through consistent usage only shows how stacked you are to maintaining your good looks. Hell, it was the second main selling point why Bulma got into the medium, the first was due to her research. Ki/Qi keeping people young has always been a thing, but both the preservation and cosmetics aspects were something that flew by most people. At least until recent years, no thanks to the Blue Brooch Army. But hey, you couldn't complain, it gave yet another thing to bond with Bulma over.

Making your way into the crowd once more, your eyes catch precisely what you are looking for. A dance floor that was currently in use as people took turns showing off their moves. Finally, you had validation for having to put up with having to pick a suitable scholarship program through club activities. Yet was given the stipulation that you couldn't do stuff like soccer or volleyball since it would be far too unfair otherwise. Thus, you were stuck with...ōendan, also called cheerleading and by extension dance squad. It was either this or gymnastics and Bulma already chose for you, much to your chagrin.

>>5953983
>given you are a Saiyan, you had yet to start your second puberty. No, you were destined to be a full-grown Amazon by the time you hit adulthood. And there was still the final growth spurt when you hit your mid to late twenties.
wait, is that a thing or is it original to this setting ? 'coz if it's canon how come vegeta is a manlet and goku is just a regular tall dude ?

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Had you had your way you would've probably taken archery, gymnastics, swimming & diving, surfing/snowboarding, or something else for extracurricular activities. Anything else. They, unfortunately, didn't have any mixed martial arts club you could join, which was ironic given how prevalent the sport has become. The only closest you could find in terms of martial arts was of course wrestling. But you were rather reluctant to participate in the varsity sports list. You were already learning superior wrestling-like arts such as Judo and Akiko as it is. So you didn't feel the need to belittle yourself to inferior arts. But even that would be preferable to being a cheerleader. Heck, just the dance team would've been enough.

Nevertheless, you start to put those moves to work on the dance form, remembering the close similarities dancing has to martial arts. Like clockwork, you start tearing up the dance floor as you move to the rhythm of the beat. Keeping your flow in sync with the other participants as you knew the value of teamwork and coordination through ironically enough cheerleading. Resulting in you firing up the dance floor without showing up anyone with your sweet moves. You opted to start things slow by shaking the hips, hypnotically gyrating your body as you tangle with the other boys and girls. Keep to their pace while slowly yet surely swaying the dance floor to your rhythm and tempo.

Going from rolling the shoulders while weaving and bobbing, to flat out doing some serious dance tricks. Hopping side to side with your hand stretched out, you began to start doing some backflips and aerial summersaults. The crowd was positively loving your everchanging dance moves as you ramped up to freestyling. All eyes were now on you as Bulma and Chi-Chi started to cheer you on, as did everyone else. With that, you took things up a notch with your freestyling as you began to incorporate some breakdance moves. With the dexterity of a monkey, you smoothly transition from one breakdancing move to the next. Starting with the classic spinning top as you spin graciously on your head, dazzling everyone once more.

Combing martial arts with dancing was something that you could easily do when motivated. And today you found that motivation simply out of wanting to satiate your hunger. More than that, you just simply like to dance, especially when you are in your groove. It's why precisely you put up with the boring stuff from cheerleading, all for learning those acrobatics and gymnastic moves to better your craft. Both as a martial artist and now as a dancer. If you had your tail you could do some wicked stunts with your body. But alas, you had to double time with your hand coordination as you gracefully transition from another head spin to a kick drop full circle turn. Following up you start to headstand before spinning in place as you twirl your legs rapidly. Causing the crowd to roar with excitement as you rile them up.

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>>5954000
Yes, it's an actual thing in Dragon Ball. Goku in the manga was way shorter than the anime made him in the 23rd World Martial Arts tournament. He was more 4'6 rather than his more saiyan saga cemented height 5'7 statue (anime 23rd WMT+) and became full 5'9 by the Android Saga. Vegeta is Way shorter in the saiyan saga than how future arcs depict him. By late Android to Buu Arc Vegeta got a real glow up in height compared to the troll doll stature he championed. Even Super tries to make him look consistently taller than Bulma. This is ironic since Krillin got made to look shorter despite being not THAT short since the saiyan saga.

So yeah, 18th birthday Koku is gonna be hitting the six-foot range, mid-to-late adult Koku I'm still thinking but somewhere between Wonder Woman (6'4) and She-hulk (6'9 for the sweet spot. Might change it.

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>>5954024

Before you knew it, you had the crowd eating in the palm of your hands. Even Fuller and his posse started to cheer you on. Giving you some rather mixed signals considering that if you was doing this naturally he would be seething immensely. At best, he would begrudgingly accept your skills but still proceed to call you something like a dancing monkey. While that's true, you knew that he meant it as an insult rather than stating the facts. To which you wouldn't take all too kindly, even if you refrain from throwing your punches and putting him in his place once again. Men always seem to either get angry at being bested by a woman or turned on by the prospect of a stronger female dominating them. It was the luck of the draw.

Knowing yours, Agundas might still be housing feelings for you, despite acting like an echo box for Fuller. If he were to call you a dancing monkey, he'd probably be way more genuine, in a numbskull kind of way of complementing someone. Really, if Agundas wasn't impressionable and influenced by Fuller, you'd probably feel regret about hitting him after turning him down nonchalantly. On his own, he's mainly a harmless big oaf that was playing up the typical jock archetype in media. It's really Fuller that actually earns your tempered ire, but you weren't precisely in a hurry to break his spell on Agundas. For all you know, they could genuinely be real good friends, and that would make you the bad girl.

Bah! There you go again having a philosophical introspective when your real goal was right in front of you. You really needed to stop using those empathy skills your empath companion Chi-Chi thoroughly taught you. It was perfect reading the flow of things, especially in a fight as made finding the hints or tells of a person's fighting style that much easier. But things like showing empathy, while it has its benefits, could easily be a double-edged sword. The mere thought of empathizing with Fuller for example made you break out in goosebumps as your hair bristles somewhat. With that troubling thought, you gradually transition into the big finish. Now landing in a relaxed pose like one of those French models to your adoring fans.

Throughout that entire dance number not once did you have a wardrobe malfunction. Now that was the real magic trick as your clothing hugged your figure, not once letting it allow a slip or disheveled, messy appearance to the public. To nobody's surprise, you were soon crowed up by countless people. Still in the groove, you find yourself able to converse with them, mingling like it was natural. While you weren't Bulma, you did pick up on some of her tricks in the art of conversation. Thus, you were able to charm the ever-growing crowd of teenagers, earning some much attention from all the boys. Practically coming to line up to you for the right to ask you out on a date, much to your surprise.

Before you can answer either of them, you find yourself suddenly being approached by...
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>>5954070
>Caery Fuller, The most popular boy in school.
>Agundas, Head Quarterback of Westside School's Football team
>Chester, Number One Super Guy, and Wrestling Captain.
>The Mysterious Bandit with the x-cross scar, Yamcha
>A rather tall Shaolin monk with dots on his forehead. Think he's nicknamed Weaver or something.
>Mystery Choice
>Write-In

>>5954070
>Men always seem to either get angry at being bested by a woman or turned on by the prospect of a stronger female dominating them. It was the luck of the draw.
It do be like that
>>5954074
>The Mysterious Bandit with the x-cross scar, Yamcha
Let’s go

>>5953975
That was the plan, and the rolls were for both Chi-Chi and Bulma's performance at the party as well as the general consensus of your performance and the overall narrative. Safe to say, who you're meeting right now has A dragon ball on them

And yes, you're rather unique to the Universe 6 saiyan. Not necessarily bad but a real oddity with how unserious and overall playful in contrast to the RBF look.

Also, you guys can choose to write how you want your social identity to be moving forward. Like clubs, academics, hobbies, social perception, etc. Or just leave it up to me to fill in the blanks. Either is fine. Just no Yurishit, You're straight.

>Write-in.

>>5954080
I see, good thing then

>And yes, you're rather unique to the Universe 6 saiyan. Not necessarily bad but a real oddity with how unserious and overall playful in contrast to the RBF look.
What’s RBF ?

>Also, you guys can choose to write how you want your social identity to be moving forward. Like clubs, academics, hobbies, social perception, etc. Or just leave it up to me to fill in the blanks. Either is fine.
I think I’ll do a mix of choosing some things and letting you fill most of it

>Just no Yurishit, You're straight.
I was wondering about doing the thing from time to time but mostly sticking to a guy to break the /qst/ pattern, but neat of you stating this early on, QM.

>>5954105
Resting Bitch Face. And yeah that's good, just list to me when you can what you have chosen. Also, it's best to cement the relationship now rather than wait till later.

>>5954074
>Chester, Number One Super Guy and Wrestling Captain
Have to see how you turned Oolong from zero to hero.

>>5952723
If we're not the Real Legendary saiyan like Kale, then what are we? A clone? A member of the super saiyan god subrace of saiyans? A resurgence of the primitive saiyan? The legendary evil saiyan? Tell when I've hit bingo.

>>5954161
>If we're not the Real Legendary saiyan like Kale, then what are we? A clone?
Super Sayan Royal

>>5954074
>>The Mysterious Bandit with the x-cross scar, Yamcha
I really wanna see your version of yamcha. Luckily we can keep him relevant here.

>>5954161
>>5954225
>>5954078
Yamcha takes it. Writing.

>>5954161
>>5954191
I can neither confirm nor deny that as the whole story is a major spoiler that I want to gradually reveal through the story. But I will say, there's a reason why your heirloom the Phoenix feather cap is in the shape of a five-pointed crown.

>>5954332
alright then, let's see you cook. btw why there's some long pauses between your update posts ? like it ranges from 10-50min apart

>>5954337
Writing in real time.

>>5954225
Also, before I forget. Yamcha is gonna be incredibly relevant here. Course, the highest order of relevancy would of course be Koku's love interest and possible husband. But I figured people would want to choose who to husband, or trust the plan.

>>5954339
>But I figured people would want to choose who to husband, or trust the plan.
Can we marry Shenlong ?

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>>5954332
Approaching you was a rather rugged man in every sense of the word, currently adorned in a varsity leather wool orange jacket with a semi-gloss finish and followed by a complementary green sleeveless tanktop with baggy orange cargo pants and green Feiyue shoes. His long platinum blond hair with black highlights, healthy glowing tan skin, and piercing dark eyes were the prime definition of a pretty body. A rough-hewn diamond just waiting to be polished and luster with the moon's radiant glow. Only one man came to mind with these features, Yamcha Gojo. In short, aside from Mark Saitan, he was the one you'd call the strongest male you've ever fought in your life.

Unlike Mark, however, you tied in a mano el mano battle with your pride on the line against Yamcha. That was the closest you had ever been to defeat, with only your defeat coming from the superstar himself. In your defense mind you, it was the second day of Aunt Flow, and you didn't take your special medicine to alleviate the pain and hunger. Of course, you hate thinking like that as it was no better than losing just cause someone grabbed your tail. That's precisely why you put your body through rigorous, hellish training to overcome such weaknesses. Also, even if you were at your peak, you weren't sure if you could beat Mark. The earthlings of this world were incredibly strong, especially the humans.

How much was their strength as descendants of Homo Neanderthalensis or the curse of Oden you couldn't say. What you did know was that they weren't ones to be underestimated, especially when they had an innate skill to regulate their innate power. Earthlings can raise and lower their power and ki output far more smoothly than anyone you've ever seen. Some were quite masterful at the art, going as far as to achieve the adrenaline-boosting, hysterical strength-based technique known as High Tension/Hi-Tension. Such a white-knuckle intensifying technique made up for not being quite as physically adapted to combat as most other races. Allowing them to even the playing field by pushing their body beyond the limits of what’s safe. A achieving a limit break of sorts.

By breaking their self-limiting shells, even if it's only the surface, they will go to the next level and ascend. In exchange, unlocking hidden stores of strength or accomplishing unheard-of feats thanks to the adrenaline coursing through their veins. In times of crisis or sheer adversity, even the weakest fighter can become a force to be reckoned with. Raw power can be overcome by skill and martial prowess, you know that better than anyone given your routine butt-kicking sessions with Grandma Fanfan. That's why you don't wanna disrespect the martial focus honed by either Mark or Yamcha. Speaking of, you remember firsthand the different sort of intensity that the wolf-themed jungleman gave off.

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>>5954392
Sure, he didn't carry the same intensity that Mark displayed, nor the mushin-like state of mind of your master Fanfan. What he did possess was a ferocity that was truly like that of a beast, most evident in the wolf-totem and the illusion born from his sheer force of will. The wolf-fang fist was such a power-up style art that it greatly intensifies all the attributes necessary for a fight alongside their physicality. That in itself was a powerful technique, but what truly caught you off guard, causing you to tie with Yamcha in the first place was something else entirely. That was the performance-enhancing ability that he developed, causing his eyes to turn crimson from the intracerebral doping.

Increasing his abilities exponentially for an overwhelming rush of explosive extremity and sheer intensity. But at the same time, it also eats away at his stamina, causing his body to seize up and collapse from fatigue after just a few minutes. But that explosive power until he reached his limits certainly did a number on you, that's for sure. Which in your mind all but sold you completely on Yamcha as a true martial artist and someone you're glad you can call your companion and first real rival. So seeing him here like this had certainly caught you off guard, almost to the point of being baffled. What you knew of the trickster hero and former bandit so far, you didn't peg him to be getting involved in socials such as these.

It wasn't a deal breaker, but you couldn't help but feel a little betrayed. You figured that he would be doing what you wanted to do, get back to the grind and hone your skills. Was Fuller's party really all that? No, it couldn't be the reason, there was a logical explanation for why Yamcha was here. Maybe like you, he was trying to milk the police chief's son for everything he's got. Yeah, that makes way more sense than the horrible truth that Fuller was actually likable and charming to be around. Still, you find your stomach twisting in a knot over this restless discomfort. Were you jealous that Yamcha was out there instead of with you?

Shaking that aside, you turn your eyes to focus back on Yamcha as he stops in front of you. Cutting everyone else from hounding you for a chance for a date. A much-appreciated sentiment, as you listen to him, speak. "Guys, guys. Don't you think you're coming off as rather uncool crowing the miss like that? They say that girls don't exactly like those who are desperate and clingy. And from what I can tell, you lot are acting like a bunch of simps."

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>>5954393
That right there was enough to cause the flood of men to back away from both you and Yamcha. Holding their heads in shame at the sudden revelation as the room was now silent. Even Fuller was rendered speechless as Agundas was frozen in his tracks. Most likely because Yamcha stole his chance to be cool and try and swoon you over with his so-called suave moves. You know the old saying, first come first serve. In any case, things would start to pick up again as Yamcha casually put his hands in his jacket pocket. The walking heartthrob on center stage had quite a charming effect on the ladies' side. The sole exception was Bulma and Chi-chi, but that's mainly cause they know Yamcha personally. Including his sensitive condition to girls, as they give him a rash.

"So, wanna head to the snack bar or something? You must've worked quite an appetite after that display." Yamcha asked, locking eyes with you as you found yourself smiling a bit.

"Say less. You already had me at the snack bar." You reply, the curls on your lips making a wilder smile as you broke out of your resting bitch face look. Earning a hearty chuckle from Yamcha who simply let you lead the way, much to the defeated wailing of your adoring fans. But nobody was in any room to stop either of you, not even Chester who admittingly was simply living his best life getting hammered by the punch bowl. Classic Chester.

"So, you wanna tell me why exactly you're currently hiding like a wolf in sheep's clothing...Koku." Yamcha whispers to your ear, keeping the conversation to the two of you as you make your way to the kitchen once more where the punch was as well.

>Feign ignorance by pretending that you're Miku, not Koku.
>Admit to Yamcha it is you as if he could sleuth your identity despite your best effort, then there's no point in trying to deceive him.
>Ignore Yamcha's detective game for now by asking why he's here at the party.
>Talk later, food now. You're not denying your stomach any longer.
>Distract Yamcha by using Chester as you start chowing down on the food.
>Try to flirt and tease Yamcha as you see how much his "training" helped him endure his sensitive skin problems with women.
>Write-in

>>5954392
>it was the second day of Aunt Flow
first time seeing this term, interesting
>>5954395
>Ignore Yamcha's detective game for now by asking why he's here at the party.
no u

>>5954395
>Tell him we were trying to play the damsel in distress to find a noble knight in shining armor with whom we can fall deeply in love with.

>>5954395
>Ignore Yamcha's detective game for now by asking why he's here at the party.

>>5954395
>>5954432+1

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>>5954405
>>5954432
>>5954450
>>5954454

"The better question is why exactly you are here at the party." You inquired, choosing to not confirm or deny Yamcha's suspicions. Feigning ignorance wasn't exactly gonna cut it. Especially for someone who can sense ki and you didn't exactly bother to disguise your signature.

"Whose to say? It's summer break, and since baseball season doesn't start next semester. I might as well kill some time going where the wind takes me, no? And the wind says that I should be with the popular people." Yamcha answers, earning the rare showing of emotion from you in response. A rather melancholy, almost despondent expression.

"Oh...really." You mutter softly, going to the snack pantry as thankfully nobody touched it yet.

Picking up on the connotations from the slight change in your pitch, Yancha merely puts his hand against your head for a pat. "I'm joking. Truth be told, Chester brought me here. He needed a wingman to pick up some chicks and be his designated driver. Puar was rather miffed about it but relented in the end once Chester appeased her and me with several tickets to the major league baseball game. We got the whole row for the gang. I was thinking of giving you one later"

"You're welcome by the way." Chester cried out back, making no attempts at subtly or reading the room as the blond-haired broker continued his shit-faced intoxication ritual. You had to admit, that the mayor's son had his hands firmly laced into the pie that is West City. If there's anything to know or get, he was your guy.

"Yeah...that makes far more sense." You respond, feeling better that Yamcha wasn't lured here by Fuller. Much less being an actual womanizer. Chester sure, despite his innate talents as a street fighter, as he was a natural prodigy still had his vices and they were the carnal desires of man. Booze, money, and girls. The big three.

"So, you ready to tell me why you're here, or do we gotta play twenty questions," Yamcha asked, trying to change the subject.

"A big mean dragon with bluish hair whisked me away from my poor sanctuary. Forcing my hand into playing the damsel in distress as they hold me captive here against my will. Thus, I'm hoping to find a noble knight in shining armor who can whisk me off my feet and come to my rescue. And then whom he and I can fall deeply in love with each other." You explain in a flowery yet ye elderly manner as you almost break into a melodious song.

"Ah huh. So Bulma put you up to it huh?" Yamcha remarks, translating your eloquently put story as he wasn't tricked, unlike Chester. Who was about to ask you out in response, only for Yamcha to silently shake his head and shoot him down for you. Earning the classic Chester shrug "Eh, worth a shot"

"Please, Yamcha. You're my only hope." You cried, still putting on the act.

"I knew it was a bad idea to get you into Star Wars." Yamcha laughed, earning a small chuckle from you."But for real, it's nice to see you."

"Likewise."

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>>5954581
"So about that prince thing. I have you know that the ladies call me the black knight of-" Before Chester could finish, you casually grabbed him another bottle and handed it to him. Not saying a word but clearly implying a flat "no" from your body gestures. Leaving Chester to do his best Danny Devito's impression as he scoots to fling with someone else.

"You've gotten better at that," Yamcha remarks, leaving you unabated in acquiring your spoils of war.

"I can't punch everyone who asks me out. As much as I would like to. I already got it enough as it is saying I'll only date someone if they can give me a really good fight." You lament in between chowing down.

"Yeah, the school went full battle royal trying to win the right to date you. Still undefeated for the record." Yamcha says, leaning against the sink table.

"I'm real thankful Mark is from another school..." You playfully tabbed Yamcha on the shoulder before looking at the night sky. "f I knew that I was gonna be hit on the moment I'd finally hit puberty, I'd opted to be home-schooled by Grandma."

"Well, it's hard to pass up a stunning beauty like yourself. Plus you're like...a cheerleader. That seems to get the social neurons going rather than just the horny when looking at you." Yamcha teased, earning another shove from you.

"You seem to do so just fine." You counter. "You don't break out when I touch you."

"Well, it mainly helps that I see you as a martial artist more than a woman. I mean we did have a one-to-one fight in Chinatown after all." Yamcha retorts.

"Only cause Chester offered to pay my tab if I helped him protect the crown jewels after Puar wanted you to get her salty runback." You argued.

"Don't blame me, blame karma. Picking on the mafia boss's daughter for shits and giggles in kindergarten was going to come to bite him in the butt sooner or later." Yamcha points out while holding a Butterfinger bar.

"..So by the way...you said you see me more as a martial artist than a woman, huh?" You drawled, pulling out one of those cartoony giant meat drumsticks as you stared at the former mafia bandit.

Yamcha gulped a bit, sensing the sudden shift in your tone. "I mean, isn't that what you wanted? To be respected as a proper warrior than some eye candy that does tricks and cheers the hero with pom-pomp? I thought you hated being a cheerleader."

>Well, maybe I didn't have someone to personally cheer for till now. God Yamcha, take the hint, I literally gift-wrapped it.
>I can be both! Just cause I like fighting doesn't make me any less of a girl than Bulma. Chi-Chi's the same and you lose your nerves with her and Bulma.
>Well I changed my mind. Being a part of a team and having an outlet for my martial arts that's acceptable to the public is actually therapeutic. Even if I like the dance side of it more.
>You're right...Forget I said anything.
>Write-In

dear god, is this how girls feel when a guy wont take the hint?

>>5954593
>*sigh* You seem to have no problem multitasking being a guy, a fighter and an idiot simultaneously.
>Just cause I like fighting doesn't make me any less of a girl than Bulma. Chi-Chi's the same and you lose your nerves with her and Bulma.

>>5954581
is this chester guy from DB Evo ? dunno him by name
>>5954593
I think that Subaru is OP's oshi, just a hint.
>>5954597
>+1
too good not to support

>>5954660
Chester is Oolong's 1994 Funimation test dub name. In this story, his real name is Cho Hakkei, like back home Yamcha would be by his birthname Sha Seng but changed it when he was indoctrinated into the mafia. Hence
Yamcha Gojo (the videogames gave him the surname Gojo and I'm going with it.). Obviously, this universe's Oolong isn't a pig and is actually a character since I'm not gonna make an actual AU Vegeta. So his stand-in will be Chester and by extension Cabba.

Also, I don't give money out to Vtubers much less Hololive. Don't get time in the day to watch their streams. But I will apply to the lowest common denominator and use their faces for appearances cause I'm a hack. The same goes for mobile/gatcha gaming faces.

>>5954597
>>5954660
Anyway, we got >*sigh* You seem to have no problem multitasking being a guy, a fighter, and an idiot simultaneously.
>Just cause I like fighting doesn't make me any less of a girl than Bulma. Chi-Chi's the same and you lose your nerves with her and Bulma.
for our choices. So give me a 2d100, we're going full sitcom. Which in retrospect would probably be the best way Hollywood could've adapted DB while still being...you know Hollywood. It'd at least feel closer to Toriyama's humor and wackiness.

Rolled 11, 29 = 40 (2d100)

>>5954683
>Chester is Oolong's 1994 Funimation test dub name.
oh, interesting

>Obviously, this universe's Oolong isn't a pig and is actually a character
human oolong ? a shame

>Also, I don't give money out to Vtubers much less Hololive. Don't get time in the day to watch their streams. But I will apply to the lowest common denominator and use their faces for appearances cause I'm a hack. The same goes for mobile/gatcha gaming faces.
understandable, I myself never gave them money and I used to watch a few before sticking mostly to clips nowadays.
>>5954685
I can see it, specially with DB. DBZ could be done with marvel level effects but there'd be more need for context unless someone is planning to make it a movie saga.

>>5954710
I mean if it makes you feel better he can still shapeshift and does have beastman blood. And clips are the better route.

Rolled 62, 91 = 153 (2d100)

>>5954685

>>5954777
nice

Rolled 45, 90 = 135 (2d100)

>>5954685

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>>5954710
>>5954777
>>5955010
Waited long enough. So I'm gonna add the +10 rather than doing one more roll. so that would make it
>72/100, 101/100
Yamcha going in hard for the rebound and we getting that dragon ball. Writing.

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>>5955253
>>5954685
Hearing that from Yamcha made you feel rather irritated for some reason. Sure, it was true that as a martial artist, you wanted to be respected and treated as a real fighter. It would be the ultimate insult to you if someone held back their punches or chose not to fight you just cause you were a girl. That was prime for a swift five-finger foot-long knuckle sandwich with a five-piece combo soon after. Luckily Yamcha never fell for those trappings, though he did fight you when you were thirteen. Back then you had yet to go through your first puberty just yet, making you rather stout and shrimpish. A real runt as they would say. As the former bandit once put it, he wasn't a lolicon so he could handle children just fine.

Most full-blooded Saiyans appear to grow in spurt phases, it was the trade-off for keeping in their peak health, performance, and appearance much longer. A Saiyan's lifespan is naturally longer than an average Earthling's (75 to 100 years, with longer exceptions), you could estimate it would be around 175 to 200, 300 if you push it to its utmost limits. A Saiyan, especially a pure-blooded one kept their childhood and adulthood forms much longer, allowing them to fight longer at their prime, peak performance as a warrior race Although, it varies depending on the environment as the more stressful the quicker the rapid growth. If you had to put a number to it, you'd probably show some gray hair by the time you were a hundred or more. Ki cultivation and all.

Either way, you've broken that barrier when you had your first spurt at the age of fourteen, thus hitting your current height. Sure things were rather awkward for you and Yamcha since he was your goto sparring partner, well outside say Chi-Chi. Seeing a well-built, full-figured teenager certainly caused some neurons to spark here and there, much to your confusion. In the end, the two of you powered through it and regained that tight bromance-like relationship. So why was it that now it bothered you? You weren't someone who was in the romance in the traditional sense. Unless it was the romance of adventure you didn't care about it in the slightest. Even Bulma the action girl and as some eloquently put it "girlboss" scientist wasn't immune to romance fancies found in teenage women.

Mulling it over with a sullen expression, you turn your head from Yamcha as you start to pout. "You seem to have no problem multitasking being a guy, a fighter, and an idiot simultaneously."

"Huh? Where's that coming from?" " Yamcha says, taken aback by the sudden coldness coming from you as you multitasked eating and proper conversation.

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>>5955301
"Yamcha, you might be a real good fighter and thus can read the room in everyday scenarios. But even I know that a girl doesn't want to be objectified, so to ignore the elephant in the room by saying such a thing doesn't exactly help like how you would think it does. It's the inverse of the problem. " You cooly explained, still keeping your eyes away from him."Just cause I like fighting doesn't make me any less of a girl than Bulma. Chi-Chi's the same and you lose your nerves with her and Bulma."

"First off, let's address the bugbear that Chi-Chi can be really scary when she's angry. I swear when the stars all aligned for her birth, a fire spirit or deity gave their blessing to her." Yamcha interjects, causing you to nod in response to the nicknamed Ultimate Burning Warrior who was one of your closest friends and rivals. "Secondly, I can't really explain it. But I feel more comfortable with you than with stereotypical girls. I've been working on keeping my skin from being flushed and swollen when being touched by them. I like to think I've been making some great strives."

"Because you still don't see me as a woman huh." You drawled, once again lamenting that term as Yamcha felt like he was digging himself further and further into the hole he made.

"It was three years ago, Koku. Jeez, I never took you to be the one to hold grudges. Almost reminds me of my neighbor's cat. Or Puar when she gets very mad." Yamcha argued, feeling rather hurt by the interaction while trying to make light of it with some humor.

"I don't. Usually. I just...AUGH! I don't know! It feels insulting that one of the few martial artists I know who I deeply respect doesn't see all of me and doesn't hold me in the same regard as I do them. Like yeah, it was annoying back then when so many people confused me as a child despite being a pre-teen. But I thought the moment I hit my first growth spurt I was way past that way of thinking. I'm still growing damn it." You shouted, almost hitting the table and leaving a dent from the force of your blow. Restained as you are, you didn't hide precisely how upset you were.

"I didn't mean to insult you like that. I just took you as my wingwoman, a righteous tomboy who I could confide in without being judged for not being the stereotypical bad boy my look gave off at all times. It's really bothersome getting told that I'm the kind of person who would be having multiple flings and cheating on them left and right so callously." Yamcha admits, letting off some steam and baggage as he rests his arms on the counter. At that point an epiphany soon came into his head as he instinctively facepalm. "..Sort of like how I was treating you just now."

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>>5955309
"Better late than never." Upon hearing Yamcha's issues firsthand, you warmed up despite your deadpan tone and voice. It tempered your frustrations to an extent, you were still mad at Yamcha, as well as yourself for feeling like this. Teenage hormones were a curse and you can't wait until you grow up. Just what did it mean to be a girl? Just cause you didn't act like the typical vision of them 24/7 doesn't mean you didn't have any shred of femininity. You were fine wearing cute and frilly clothing, you like to cook, dance, hang out at the mall, listen to music, do aerobics, etc. You just had other hobbies and interests on top of that. Social norms were such bullshit anyway.

"I know this isn't enough for an apology. But take this. I was thinking of giving it to you earlier to make up for being unable to make it to your sixteenth birthday party. Assuming if you were going to be strongarmed by Bulma into having one." As Yamcha says this, he would pull out what appears to be a three-star orange dragon ball. "Chester found it during our mountain expedition and immediately wrote it off as junk before handing it to me. I think it's kinda neat in a mystical kind of vibe so I figured you would like it, at least until I got you a proper birthday gift."

>Kiss him you fool, your life is one big sitcom anyway.
>Thank Yamcha for the gift and apologize for blowing off on him. You need some time to think about what you're currently feeling before acting on it.
>Take the dragon ball and try to patch things up. You'll ask Chi-Chi and Bulma what they think these troublesome feelings deep inside of you mean later.
> Hug Yamcha and leave it at that for now as you're far too hungry to really have a moment.
>Write-in

>>5955318
The dice rolls will carry over to the next post. I just wanna give you one last voting run before addressing the Bandit's charm and your budding feelings.

>>5955318
It's not like we like him or anything, idiot!
We only wanted to flirt for some fun and he didn't react, then insulted us as a woman
>Thank Yamcha for the gift and apologize for blowing off on him. You need some time to think about what you're currently feeling before acting on it.

>>5955318
>Thank Yamcha for the gift and apologize for blowing off on him. You need some time to think about what you're currently feeling before acting on it.
not picking a route rn

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>>5955600
Looks like we got our choice.

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>>5956101
[Well, at least it's not nat one...but oof.]

Taking the dragon ball, you reflect upon it as you recall the total number so far. There was the four-star found in a bird's nest near your house, the five-star dragon ball Bulma's father found twenty years ago. That's two so far, then there's the two-star dragon ball she found in a village. Paying off an elderly woman for the heirloom for a good price. So with this dragon ball, there were only three left. Talk about luck, you didn't think things would go that easy for you. You honestly figured that it would take the entirety of your summer vacation to gather the dragon balls. It was only the tenth of May but given your grades you along with several others were able to start your vacation early.

So with any luck, you could finish your adventure by the end of May if you restrict yourselves from taking the easy way and just fly to your destination. If anything, you sort of want to romanticize traveling around the world in eighty days or less. Now that was a fine way to spend your summer vacation with Bulma and Chi-Chi. One was the heiress of the illustrious Capsule Corporation, the other was a member of the McRoberts family. Owners of a multinational fast food chain, which of course share the same name as their surnames. Sure, Chi-Chi's father was the shogun warlord of the region of Mount Frying Pan and the correlated cities, Paozu included. Making Chi-Chi a member of royalty by extension.

At the same time, they're transitioning to a figurehead position as they're part of the newly formed council. Giving them the free time to run their fast food empire properly, while simultaneously keeping their heritage intact. Mainly by one of the council spots directly in the possession of the Mcroberts family. In other words, six elected citizens, with the current warlord presiding as a seventh. Either way, that meant that both girls were effectively loaded, so money for this worldwide trip wasn't exactly an issue. So you didn't really mind relying on them to support you in this venue. Besides, you were doing your part already being a major player in the dragon ball hunt and a bodyguard. You more than earned this.

Cracking a warm, genuine smile at Yamcha, you take the dragon ball from him. Slowly placing it into your dress pocket while looking at him straight in the eye. "Thanks, Yamcha. I'll treasure it fondly."

"Now this a rare treat. You don't get to see the illustrious Son Koku smiling like this." Yamcha teased, earning a shove from you in response.

"Don't make me out to be a sour puss." You argued, folding your arms with a harumph. "I have you know despite what my natural expression gives, I'm quite the expressive person."

"Could've fooled me. Your little show earlier was a complete 180 of what you're normally like. Felt like a genuine cry for help." Yamcha retorts.

"I was flirting!" You pouted. "I was hoping to have some fun and tease you a bit. But you didn't take the bait."

>>5956121
"Koku, I'm sorry that I have to be the one to tell you this. But...your flirting game needs some work." Yamcha brusquely points out, causing you to be slightly agape with shock.

"I'm a great flirt. I can out-flirt circles around any girl." You huffed, putting your hands on your hips in disapproval as you puffed your chest.

"Oh really? Want me to bring Bulma here and see you put your money where your mouth is?" Yamcha asks with a cocky smile, much to your growing ire.

"Don't make me regret making my heartfelt apology for blowing up on you earlier." You bemoaned with another pout, whispering the words idiot to him as you turned from him.


"Sorry, Sorry. I do not wish to earn the ire of the fairest maiden in all the lands. Won't you take pity on a humble prince charming such as I?" Yamcha gently got on his knees, holding your hand as he took proper form for a noble apology.

Lowering your eyes at him, you couldn't help but laugh as he nearly smitten you with his rugged charm and good looks. "You're terrible, you know that right."

"I get told that far less than I should." Yamcha laughed back, sharing a touching moment with you. "But apology accepted. I'll still get you a proper present later. Don't be surprised if it's something girly."

"Believe me, I won't." You smiled back. If this was a sitcom this would be the part where the audience was that of mixed feelings. Mainly cause neither you nor Yamcha pushed your relationship further with a spicy move like a kiss or confessing of your feelings. What you displayed despite that was saccharine, laced with some playful acerbics. That was worthy of an aw sound clip with some clippings.

Truth be told you weren't sure if you actually had feelings for Yamcha or just wanted to be seen as a woman by him. Teenage hormones were still something you were having trouble figuring out. You bet that Saiyan relationships probably weren't this complicated as the Earthlings made them out to be. Granted you're an earthling too despite being a Saiyan, but that was beside the point. What matters is that you needed some serious time to mull it over before acting on these newfound emotions. It was far too soon for you to get into a romance anyway. The romance of adventure and a good fight here and there was good enough for you. No need to rush to adulthood and get into something you're not ready to handle yet.

So with that, both you and Yamcha had a great time together as you ate your fill and then some. You committed to eat Fuller out of the house and home and you weren't going to allow yourself to become a liar. The remainder of the party went rather uneventful in terms of any wild cards coming out of the woodwork. Everything you know of parties through movies and TV more or less happened, a bit far more tame than what media made them out to be. You mingled, you ate, you participated in some of the games, that's all.

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>>5956123
It wasn't bad like you thought it was going to be, but you still grimaced precisely what Bulma was gonna cook up for both your and her birthday. Another reason to prolong your summer vacation. Till then, you could humor Bulma and by extension Chi-Chi by staying a little longer. It wasn't like you had anything planned or anything. And you did leave a letter to Grandma Fanfan about where you're heading off for the summer. So it wasn't like that you took off without telling her anything. Still, you can't help but feel as the moon shines across the horizon, that something was unsettling. Then again, it might just be watching Fuller trying to court you. Only for you to instinctively knock him out alongside his boys without even thinking.

You weren't having any of that tonight. Earning a resounding nice from Chester who then proceeds to make off like a bandit with Fuller's drinks and goodies. You took that as the signal to leave with your spoils and avoid the awkward realization that you ended up causing. Looks like when Fuller wakes up, he's going to have a lot to explain to Papa Dearest as the partygoers gradually disperse into the night. All in all, this was a successful night. Even if Bulma ended up lecturing you soon after once she put together it was you who knocked out Fuller and his posse. Eh, it was worth it.

>Head out immediately on your world tour as you begin your hunt for the remaining dragon balls. Starting with the three-star dragon ball.
>Go check up on your Grandma Fanfan. You're sure it's nothing, but you wanna give a proper send-off nonetheless.
>Let Bulma decide where to head next since she's the one who has the dragon radar.
>Mystery Choice
>Write-In

>>5956101
What is this dress called ? Since you’ve posted a good number of drawing with it
>>5956125
Our low rolls weren’t that bad, it seems
>Let Bulma decide where to head next since she's the one who has the dragon radar.

>>5956125
>>Go check up on your Grandma Fanfan. You're sure it's nothing, but you wanna give a proper send-off nonetheless.

Very interesting premise for a quest. Not quite sure if this is just U6 before its Earth died or if there's significant changes by the little we saw of it in canon (most of it was just Sadala and no other planets)
>>5956125
>Go check up on your Grandma Fanfan. You're sure it's nothing, but you wanna give a proper send-off nonetheless.
Don't you dare leave without saying goodbye to gram-gram.

>>5956125
>Go check up on your Grandma Fanfan. You're sure it's nothing, but you wanna give a proper send-off nonetheless.
bye bye ganny-sensei.

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>>5956172
It doesn't have a name but it's a meme dress that has hip vents.

>>5956264
Little of A and B. It's Earth before it dies but since it's going to be based around our Earth in the style of DBE with some twists here and there, it's already different than the nothing-burger that is U6's earth in canon.

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>>5956172
>>5956187
>>5956264
>>5956293
Anyway, it is time to check up on Grandma Fanfan wins it. So it's time to see if you were overthinking things or something bad happened. Still better off than DBE Grandpa Gohan

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>>5956415
"Are you sure you want to be doing this? I mean you already wrote a note didn't you." Bulma asked, currently she was flying the aircraft towards your home in the northwest district of Mount Paozu.

"I'm sure. It's rather wrong for me to leave on an adventure like that. It could take the entirety of our summer break so it's only fair that I give gram-gram a proper send-off." You utter, sitting in the middle as Chi-Chi is on the aircraft's left side and Bulma is on the right.

"Aww, that's sweet. It's good manners to show your respect to your elders." Chi-Chi nods, giving her approval of your choice.

"I guess that's fair. But doesn't she have a cellphone or a computer to stream chat?" Bulma asked, to which you shrugged.

"She does but you know how old people are. Trying to use today's modern wonders isn't an easy art. Especially since my Gram-Gram has lived for far longer than most people." You answer, flicking your jet-black hair to the wayside.

"Right, I almost forgot about that." Bulma muses, hands still on the steering wheel. "The wonders of Ki never seem to stop astonishing me."

"While it's true Ki does help halt the natural aging progress, it doesn't exactly negate it outright. Something else is perpetually keeping her very long life as is." Chi-Chi counters, having her arms folded as she looks to the window.

"Well, Gram-Gram.

"Oh? Like what exactly?"

"The Peaches of Immortality, Pills of Longevity, The Fountain of Youth, Heavenly Wine or Ambrosia, The Ginseng Fruit on Longevity Mountain, The Elixir of Life on Penglai Mountain, The Divine Blessings of the Immortal Phoenix, eating an Immortal Jellyfish

[wip, will redo this when I get back]

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>>5956468
"Are you sure you want to be doing this? I mean you already wrote a note didn't you." Bulma asked, currently she was flying the aircraft towards your home in the northwest district of Mount Paozu.

"I'm sure. It's rather wrong for me to leave on an adventure like that. It could take the entirety of our summer break so it's only fair that I give gram-gram a proper send-off." You utter, sitting in the middle as Chi-Chi is on the aircraft's left side and Bulma is on the right.

"Aww, that's sweet. It's good manners to show your respect to your elders." Chi-Chi nods, giving her approval of your choice.

"I guess that's fair. But doesn't she have a cellphone or a computer to stream chat?" Bulma asked, to which you shrugged.

"She does but you know how old people are. Trying to use today's modern wonders isn't an easy art. Especially since my Gram-Gram has lived for far longer than most people." You answer, flicking your jet-black hair to the wayside.

"Right, I almost forgot about that." Bulma muses, hands still on the steering wheel. "The wonders of Ki never seem to stop astonishing me."

"While it's true Ki does help halt the natural aging progress, it doesn't exactly negate it outright. Something else is perpetually keeping her very long life as is." Chi-Chi counters, having her arms folded as she looks to the window.

"Well, Gram-Gram did say she does know a method that has been extending her life." You ponder, putting a finger against your chin as you reminisce such a tale back in your youth.

"Oh? Like what exactly?" Bulma asked, genuinely curious about the notion.

"I presume it has to be one of these ten means for immortality. The Peaches of Immortality, Pills of Longevity, The Fountain of Youth, Heavenly Wine or Ambrosia, The Ginseng Fruit on Longevity Mountain, The Elixir of Life on Penglai Mountain, The Divine Blessings of the Immortal Phoenix, eating the Lao Mango Soul, taking a concoction containing bright red resin known as the Dragon's blood of Dracaena, and The distilled extract of the Immortal Jellyfish." Chi-Chi interjects, to which you merely shook your head to her assessment.

"No, it wasn't any of those I think. Though she does know of them I believe thanks to her travels and from Roshi. Really she's been practicing Fangshi to grasp all five elements and cultivate Chinese alchemy such as Waidan, or external alchemy, to achieve her superhuman longevity. As well as the seventy-two Earthly Transformations. " You explain to Bulma and Chi-Chi. "I wasn't fully paying attention but it was where I learned how to bend the energies of the elements through the arts of Wuxing and Feng Shui."

"So, an esoteric arts version of the philosopher stone, eh." Bulma muses, almost getting excited by the notion. "Well, that's just another thing to look forward to once my research on Ki and the Dragon Balls bears fruit on these innermost secrets."

[Sorry for the long delay. Had to deal with getting a new phone along with some bullshit]

>>5956683
>[Sorry for the long delay. Had to deal with getting a new phone along with some bullshit]
it happens, OP

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>>5956683
>>5956683
"If you say so. All I know from the top of my head is that it's how those who practice Senjutsu or the ways of the Sage can bend the flow of things and command the forces of nature. If not all of creation. Fire, Water, Metal (Lightning), Wood (Air), and Earth. Aether mixing is how you get the more abstract elements like Light and Darkness." You remark, that while you were okay with Bulma's studies, you still didn't really like that any ole Joe could potentially acquire the secrets to achieving biological immortality or other important secrets. They were guarded by your grandma and the mystics alongside other important martial figures for a reason. But you didn't feel it right to roadblock Bulma when she was this close.

"I'll ask your grandma myself at some point. Surely she must have a book or few on it. Right now, we should focus on getting those remaining dragon balls. There's only three left and the sooner we take off to find them, the better." Bulma remarks, setting the objective back on track.

"You don't have to be so pushy about it," Chi-Chi argues, turning her eyes away from the bluenette. "Even if you do have a point."

"No, she's right. I do want to give a proper send-off to my grandma. But I'm not gonna delay our adventure unnecessarily if we don't have to. So don't worry Bulma, I won't be long." You smiled at Bulma, simultaneously reassuring Chi-Chi as you took notice of your surroundings. It seems that you were about to land directly near the docks.

Upon the ship's landing, you carefully made your way out of the ship. Patting yourself off of any unwanted debris, you turn to look back to Bulma and Chi-Chi who was still inside the ship. Giving a light wave to the two, you start to casually make your way to your home. Seeing it in one piece puts your heart at ease. It seems that you were worried about nothing. Still, that wasn't going to stop you from seeing your Grandma and Master. You were already here so might as well go all the way. All to have a clear conscious. Once inside you begin to look for where your grandma was located. Not bothering to use your ki senses as you could pick up her presence just fine through your other senses. Or so you thought.

Stepping to where you were certain your grandma was, you find her currently in the master bedroom. Looking at what appears to be the Dragon Jewel, now taken from the pedestal shrine. Looking at it rather oddly with a child's curiosity, she would keep her sharp, piercing gaze from averting its focus on the statue. " Oh, your home. Good, I've thought you wouldn't show up again until summer is over." The purple-haired woman spoke, just as soft and sweet as ever, but there was something not quite right about it. You weren't sure why.

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>>5956744
Yeah. I'm sorry that I ended up writing a letter before telling you directly about it. That's why I'm here. To have a proper send-off and make up for missing any planned birthday dinner for me." You awkwardly rubbed the back of your head, acting all bashful while your grandma continued to keep her back turned towards you.

"It's nothing...really. You're a growing girl. It's only natural that you would want to see the world and be with your friends. It's why I thought it was best to send you to school and learn to mingle with your peers." Grandma Fanfan reassured you, brushing off your concern with a wave of the hand. "I take it you'll commit to your training properly while away right."

"Of course! There's no way I would let myself slack off or anything." You smiled, getting more confident as you continued to stand by the door rail.

"That's good. I've seen you have been busy as it is. You already got four dragon balls." Grandma Fanfan smiled, continuing to hold the dragon jewel as it started to glow.

"That's right. I got them all here-" Before you could finish, your eyes widened a bit at how your grandma knew the precise amount of dragon balls you've collected. Currently on your hand was Yamcha's gift and the four-star dragon ball. The remaining three are with Bulma back on the ship. "...Wait, Grand-Grand."

"What is it, my adorable student and daughter." Grandma Fanfan answers.

"...How did you know about the dragon balls? I didn't exactly write it in my note saying that I was going to be gone for a while. I kept it vague since I wanted to surprise you..." You utter, eyes getting sharper as that familiar dread now crept behind your back. Causing your hair to bristle as your skin broke out in goosebumps.

"Hmm, well I read your mind. You should know that true masters like myself can easily read a person's mind and heart through the traces of ki they exert." Grandma Fanfan counters, keeping an elusive smile on her face as the dragon jewel's luster intensifies further.

"Yeah...but Gran-Gran wouldn't ever use such a trick to inappropriately read someone's mind without consent. ...Especially her daughter." You utter, clinching your fist as your eyes start to narrow into a glare. "Where's my grandma."

"Oh dear...I guess the possession wasn't as flawless as I originally thought. My, my. I've really gotten sloppy in the last two thousand years since Lord Piccolo fell. Lucifer and Mirayo would laugh at me for botching up a simple mission like that. Oh well, Piliaf and Mai should be handling getting the other dragon balls by now." The warm, almost eerie calm smile started to become manic as her expression darkened. Soon, she locked her cold, lifeless blackened eyes towards you. "You're quite sharp, Son Koku...You'll make your grandma proud."

"I'll ask you one more time, where is my grandma..."You growl, slowly transitioning into a fighting pose. The purple-haired woman who was pretending to be your grandma let out an amused chuckle.

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>>5956759
"She's right here. I had thought to originally kill the old crone as payback for sealing my favorite vassal. Between him and that upstart Garlic Senior, I thought for sure that the earth would be under my control. But alas, Kami had to intervene through Mutaito and his accursed seven mystics of light. " As she says this, Grandma Fanfan's voice drops in octaves as it becomes low and throaty. Its cadence and timple were enriched by the now sultry voice.

Her current attire which comprised of a long-sleeved dark blue qipao dress that also doubles as a Dogi. That also reaches towards her upper thighs, with white trimmings and a white circular design on the back. symbolizing her school the origins of the Orin temple and her legacy as Master Mutiato's student. It is tied with a red obi sash, in her youth she wore dark purple spats underneath, but nowadays she wears matching baggy dogi trousers and the same kung fu shoes as you. All of that started to exude a rather dark, malicious aura as it gave a menacing black air around her. Darkening the clothing to match the pitch-black monochrome style of her ki. It was enough to force you on the defensive as she faced you properly.

"But then I had an idea. Simply killing her wouldn't be enough to satiate my anger, even if it would lessen the power fueling the seal on Lord Piccolo. No, no no. I think it's much better to corrupt one of the seven mystics and murder the rest through their hands. "Catching herself in the middle of her monologue, the dark, shadowy figure finally turns to you as her purple hair starts to blacken. Parts of it bleach itself as it turns into a ghostly white to contrast with her pitch-black strands of hair. Two large tufts of it curving upwards on both sides of her head in what resembles a pair of horns. Looking more like a demon in human form with her pale, alabaster skin further accentuating her eerie, unsettling presence. "Ah, I should probably name myself. I am Lady Guruma, leader of the Dark Vassals. Ruler of Land of Gurumes, and with this Dragon Jewel, I'll soon become the harbinger of the next glorious reign of the Demon Clan Alliance (Serpernts/Makyoians [Garlic's clan] Nameks [Dark Namekians], and Majins)."

Your eyes almost widened at the reveal as you did your best to keep your emotions from showing beyond those eyes. Yet in that moment, Guruma would catch that look of dread as you try to steel yourself firmly. "That's not going to happen, I promise you that."

"Oh, but it will. It's destiny after all. Sure, it might be two years too early. But why wait till then for Oden's help when I'm more than enough." Guruma smiles, crackling her hand as it darkens to form a demonic claw. "I'll give you a chance to run with your life. But leave your dragon balls behind, I'm sure we can find a use for them."

>>5956770
>Trust that your friends got this and try to attack Guruma
>Refuse to give up your dragon ball as you run off to check on your friends.
>Try to keep Guruma from the Dragon Jewel as you attempt to take it and make a hasty retreat for now.
>Attempt to appeal to your Grandma Fanfan and get her to fight back against the demonic possession.
>Write In

>>5956695
Almost lost my debit card due to negligence by my family member in a grocery store. What should've taken two hours at worst ended up being several. And I had to hold off from getting myself the latest Samsung due to other bull.

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Anyway. Here's the first major change in his take on DBE. Rather than have Lord Piccolo show up, I took from the original script where it was supposed to be Emperor Pilaf whose a Namekian and one of King Piccolo's top-ranking henchmen. Here he's a member of Garlic's clan, while Mai is a Majin (correlation to the Ogres and Majin buu race), and Guruma is a Demon Realm member. To spice things up further we got some Blood Rubies callback in the house.

>>5956777
>Try to keep Guruma from the Dragon Jewel as you attempt to take it and make a hasty retreat for now.
>>5956777
>Rather than have Lord Piccolo show up, I took from the original script where it was supposed to be Emperor Pilaf whose a Namekian and one of King Piccolo's top-ranking henchmen.
So Pilaf is a namekian here ? interesting. Also thankfully you managed to solve things regarding your phone.

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>>5956794
No, I said he's a Serpent/Makyoian, like Garlic Jr. And I wouldn't say it's taken care of completely. It's better than the ten-year phone that I've been using especially since it was cracked. Still, it's a Nokia C210 so take that as you will.

>>5956777
Oh my. What big horns you have, Grandma.
>Trust that your friends got this and try to attack Guruma
Lets try beating the shit out of the possession

>>5956794
>>5957059
Gonna try to do a mix of these, so with that give me a 4d100 plz

Rolled 4, 11, 50, 67 = 132 (4d100)

>>5957214
was waiting to get home before I vote on something...
dang QM, why you so fast

>>5957239
If you want to vote you can do it right now. would be helpful to get your two cents in

>>5957253
home now. I would have wanted to write something along of...
>if this Guruma is strong enough to overwhelm or trick grandma, she can't be a joke
>test its strength a little for try to stall for time for your friends, while also arrangeing the fight so we circle around to take the Dragon Jewel and retreat

>>5957255
Yeah I'll add it to the option since its basically the same as the two votes but more

>>5957256
yeah, I tried to combine it and add some strategy

Rolled 84, 89, 85, 45 = 303 (4d100)

>>5957214

Rolled 79, 32, 81, 64 = 256 (4d100)

>>5957214
zam

Rolled 99, 59, 21, 37 = 216 (4d100)

>>5957214
rolling

Rolled 12, 31, 88, 18 = 149 (4d100)

>>5957214
For the gram

Rolled 8, 38, 4, 71, 69, 9, 70, 70 = 339 (8d100)

>>5957266
>>5957347
>>5957392
>>5957425
>99(Crit)/100, 89/100, 88/100, 64/100
Well then, you don't mess with Koku's family. Since I overslept, I'll include the 5th die roll. Anyway, writing. Let's hope the dices are kind to Bulma and Chi-chi

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>>5957437
>Bulma jobs until she gets her second wind
>Chi-Chi gets the charisma crit and full out have a protagonist moment.
Finteresting.

>>5957439
>pic rel
wait a moment...

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>>5957437
>>5957214
>>5957439
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v6h9YYjkaNc https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6xOhU0M_eYM
Getting into fighting form, you took your stance of the Orin Temple and by extension Master Mutaito. In response, Guruma casually took a relaxed, neutral stance with one arm holding on to the Dragon Jewel with a strong vice-iron grip. It seems she wasn't taking you all that seriously if she believed she would only need one arm to take you on. She'll be sorely mistaken once you're through with her. That said, some of you were rather apprehensive about fighting your grandma like this. You had no reason to believe that this person in front of you was your surrogate parental figure. But from her subtle motions to her energy signature, they all screamed to your senses that it was her.

Even so, you couldn't be assured of Guruma's words as the truth just yet, you needed to ascertain it yourself. It's just a shame that this wasn't the usual kind of challenge that you look forward to. Normally, you would get rather excited in the face of adversity, but you didn't feel any of that here. Right now, the only thing that permeated inside you was the sheer emotional vibes of anxious dread. It was something really off-putting to Guruma, a feeling that was both alien to you, yet also quite familiar. You couldn't quite shake this empirical feeling, but you had to power through it. There was far too much at stake to allow yourself to enjoy the fight and be careless. You won't allow that.

Utilizing the chills to fully alert your senses and your awareness, you intensify yourself appropriately as you make the first move. Lunging forward with blinding speeds, you came at Guruma with a telegraphed charge. Causing the monochromatic individual with black and white hair to immediately brush it off. Already reading herself for a simple weave then a punishing right hook with her free arm. However, right as she was about to connect with her punch, it would bizarrely go through your body. In place of yourself was translucent imagery, courtesy of the afterimage technique. Catching Guruma off-guard through sheer craftiness, you appeared behind the afterimage. Now use the newly opened path via slipstream to deliver your counter at full force.

"Jajanken - Rock!" Wreathing your fist in ki, you brace yourself to slam your empowered fist directly into Guruma. Trying all the while to remember the principles of Reijutsu or Spiritual Arts, the cornerstone of Master Mutaito's spiritualist style that takes full advantage of Reiryoku or Spiritual power. The aforementioned power serves as the basic form of human energy and the building blocks of Ki. Thankfully, your energy responded to your desire to save your grandma as it would radiate with a watery, translucent silvery blue glow instead of its typical fiery sun-like reddish-orange aura.

>>5957503
A beast is approaching https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SqZpKRD08JI

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>>5957518
"This is..." As Guruma mutters in disbelief, you deliver a sharp ki-enhanced punch directly into her abdomen, digging it deep into the fleshy surface. The rippling, watery energy, complete with sparkling particles traveling in eddy flow, made its way throughout Guruma's possessed body. Hitting her directly in her own body rather than harming Grandma Fanfan as blood-like ectoplasm spilled out of her lips. At that moment, you successfully learned Reijutsu, but in its nascent stage, it wasn't enough to forcibly separate and eject Guruma from her host.

"Guh!" Guruma cried as she was forcibly reeling from the sheer intensity and force of your empowered spiritual, ki-based attack. The punch quickly sent her flying, careening through the halls as she was flung into the deck. Miraculously avoiding the furniture and simultaneously flying through an open window.

Feeling your aura take on a watery, ethereal form you could feel the rippling powers flow through you. It was different from your typical whitish aura, deprived of the reddish outline hue of saiya power. You could tell firsthand you didn't reach that godlike state foretold by your master as the third form of Mushin or Empty Mind known as Muso Hengen or Subconscious/Peerless Transformation (Parallel to Ultra Instinct). This was almost comparable to the second form known as Meikyo Shisui (Parallel to Saiyan Beyond God/Retolled Awakened State), falling more aligned with the first stage Shitsui Taizen (Retolled Power Pole Pro/Mutaito's Aura form ) but simultaneously above it. An omen of what's to come (Think closer to an incomplete form of the parallel of the Selflessness State).

Through your quick action, you manage to disrupt Guruma's stability, taking control of the fight as you see that the dragon jewel is now out near the dock's grassy footing. You could take it and go right now, but you knew better. Stepping out through the back door, locking it behind you, you turn to where Guruma was knocked towards. Clinching your fist as you try to canalize and digest the peerless sensation you are feeling. You probably wouldn't get another chance to pull it off as easily as you did. So you needed to remember the sensation, imprint it to the body, and etched it in your very soul. As you attempt to do so, you quickly notice movement coming from Guruma as she unnaturally picks herself from the ground.

"Of course. I should've remembered who exactly I am fighting." A hoarse yet demonic chuckle escaped from her lips as she moved like a rubberhose caricature. Twisting and contorting in ways that were simply not human as she realigned herself back into place. "You've been trained by your grandma for over ten years. And you are by very nature a prodigy, that or some prodigious freak of nature. What took Master Mutaito decades of training, you're slowly grasping at a fraction of the time. Very good indeed. Your grandma would be very proud. Let's not forget, the way you keep yourself suppressed."

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>>5957547
"Tell me, is the reason why you could pull this off because of that suppression? Or it's because you subconsciously fear what you are is the reason why you keep yourself in a constant state of suppression." Guruma asked, finishing her recovery as she twisted her head back into place. Rubbing her stomach she could still feel the sharp, throbbing pain of your soul attack.

"I got no reason to answer either of those questions." You growl, resuming fighting form as you feel the form becoming more natural. You didn't give yourself to anger or any of Guruma's temptations. You needed to remember the principles of Mushin. A calm mind and a still heart. Those were vital for you to take full advantage of the sound mind, body, and spirit your ten years of training have honed. While your power level didn't increase once, your experience was a whole other dimension from when you first started.

"My, you're being quite uncordial with your cold responses. Are you that frightened at the possibility of the secret to your strength slipping out." Guruma teased, reading her guard as she kept her eyes on the prize.

"You took my grandma's body. That punch I delivered on you assures me that my discerning senses were right on the money. So forgive me if I don't feel like entertaining a demonic bodysnatcher." You cooly answer, gripping your fist as you spread your foot forward.

"You really should learn to sweat the small stuff. Let go of your worldly attachments and allow yourself to become one with the void." A sinister smile appears on Guruma's face as a similar aura starts to exude from her body. But it was naturally corrupted by her dark influence, thus giving it a blackish-blue outline over the darkened white inner aura. "Once you discard those bothersome earthly tethers, I'm sure you can live up to your full potential."

"Tsc. Perverted as it is, that's my grandma and master's Second Stage of Mushin, Meikyo Shisui." You frown, tensing your body as you strengthen your guard. "You really sank your fangs deep into her body."

"Well, you DID force me to deepen my possession of your precious grandma if I want to have any chance of beating you. It's such a pain since if I go any further, I'll be unable to leave this body. Too closely attached and thus forcibly incarnated into her." Guruma laments with a bemoaned sigh, rolling her shoulders with a shrug. Slowly making a crooked, demonic smile as she took a stance. "But, I suppose there's worse fate for me. If that is what it takes to acquire the dragon balls along with the dragon jewel. Then so be it. I'll devote my whole being and everything it entails to this possession."

"I won't let you!" You cried, kicking off the ground with tremendous speed as you sprinted towards the glowing Guruma.

"Even if that means...killing your grandma?" The monochrome-haired woman smiled, momentarily causing you to falter in your next Jajanken strike.

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>>5957565
>>5957565
In the blink of an eye, she would disappear from your sight, utilizing the advanced form of Rapid Movement combined with the Afterimage technique called Genseiken or Phantom Star Fist. Nothing short of the fabled Shukuchi said to shrink the distance between things, a similar play of spatial motion was in place. Before your eyes had time to register what had just happened, you would see a second Guruma dangerously close to your sphere of influence aka your personal space. Acting sheerly on impulse, you intuitively back away from the second Guruma. Just avoiding her grasping where your dragon ball was located, but only by a hair's breadth. That intense concertation made you aware of her follow-up as she had one hand sticking towards you. A familiar flux of energy started to bend around her hand.

"Forgive me if you heard this before but..Shadow Crane Strike." Right as she finished those words, a powerful jet of pressurized air surged forward from her palm. Tearing everything in its path asunder as the sheer force and intensity rend the very fabric of space around it. Causing a vacuum effect completely different from the typical usage of the form, ignoring how she could do it point-blank without the crane pose.

"Damn it!" Kicking your foot as hard as you can against the ground, you launch yourself far into the air. Gracefully avoiding the powerful attack as you kept your eyes on Guruma. Who merely waves at you with a wicked smile, confusing you as you soon pick up as to the reason why. Feeling a pair of hands against your back, you were met with Guruma as the one who was currently waving at you was an afterimage with a solid mass. Thus giving the illusion that she was right there. Not giving you time to turn to confirm your suspicions, you would feel a swift build-up of energy coming from behind.

"Nice move, now tell me, how will you deal with this...Jajanken - Paper." Exerting a powerful repelling force of incredibly dense energy, you were sent flying back to the ground by the vibration and kinetic force of the palm strike. Only through quick thinking did you avoid the emission portion of the repelling attack as you kicked off the air. Forcing yourself to spend multiple times to realign yourself before landing back on the ground. In response, Guruma would disappear again, quickly closing the distance yet again. Readying herself for another Jajanken as you could tell what version it was by the knifehand strike. "Jajanken Scissor"

Twisting your back and forcibly stopping your rotation, you manage to dodge both the knifehand strike and the slicing wave that accompanied the blackened shroud of ki. In response, you clench your fist for your counterattack. " Jajanken - Rock!"

Much to your frustration, the attack would hit but it wouldn't hurt her the same way as before. She was on guard now, thus she wouldn't let you separate her from her host. She was dead serious about merging and incarnating if it meant defeating you.

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>>5957593
Right as she appeared once more after disappearing again, you quickly caught her off guard with a sharp, right hook to the face. Only for her to guard with her elbow, keeping a mocking, cruel smile on her face as she sweeps her leg towards yours. Forcing you to jump up and guard against the smooth transition into a knee strike. Soon enough you and Guruma started clashing properly for the first time. A constant flux of exchanging blow after blow, each one carrying tremendous power and force as the battleground shook. This would continue to ring across the area as the two of them rained powerful hooks, kicks, and uppercuts at each other. In a battle for supremacy, the first one to expose any openings and thus be taken advantage of would be the loser. Such was the nature of this ferocious fight between beasts even with martial arts.

You were performing mainly well despite the situation. Guruma was using a higher form, but through sheer experience and battle sense, you were able to avoid taking serious damage. But this was gradually becoming a battle of attrition between you. With her astral body and soul now firmly guarded, you were put between a rock and a hard place. You couldn't bring yourself to hurt your grandma, Guruma's words left a haunting chill down your soul. You didn't want to think about it, you couldn't bring yourself to do such a thing. But if things continue to escalate, it might just happen, or worse you would miss the opportunity. As you find yourself almost waning, a pair of hands now touch your gut. Taking a familiar stance.

"You've done well with the Jajanken. Now let's see if you can handle Muten Roshi's signature technique, the Kamehameha." With a bone-chilling laugh, Guruma began the incantation. Her ki spikes wildly as a dark blue orb forms around her palm, quickly swirling with a violent ebb and flow. The high-level airbending variant of the technique at this range felt like you were caught in a maelstrom. And just by the power she was putting out, it was going to be akin to the real thing, only more devastating.

Thinking fast, you kicked yourself off of Guruma, forcing her to pose off as she fired the massive wave of concussion force and vibration into the sky. The attack just barely misses hitting your house but seeing it at point blank only affirmed that it was at the level of a natural maelstrom. But in that haste, it gave you the right opportunity to roll towards the Dragon Jewel. Grabbing it in one fell swoop, you continue to roll as Guruma cancels the attack, ending its onslaught as quickly as it came. With the jewel in hand, you decide the only thing to do was to retreat as you quickly ran from the fight. Right as your form starts to flicker.

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>>5957606
"Try to run from it, hide from it, do whatever you can to delay it. But in the end, it will meet the same fate of futility. For I am, inevitable." Guruma smiles, switching from the air-bending variant to enshroud the Kamehameha around her body. Compressing its intense power further as she was going to create a truly massive vacuum to draw in the articles in question. The Dragon Jewel and the Dragon Ball. There was only enough time to act before she got what she wanted and fired the impending attack at you once more. You couldn't hesitate.

>Sacrifice the Two Dragon Balls on your waist to keep the Dragon Jewel secure as you avoid the attack.
>Sacrifice the Dragon Jewel to secure the two Dragon Balls in your possession as you avoid the attack.
>Risk it all by trying to stop the attack with your own Kamehameha in an airbending-style beam struggle. (Roll 4d100)
>Use your body as a shield to tank the Kamehameha while protecting both the Dragon Jewel and the Dragon Ball (Roll 2d100)
>Write-In

>>5957615
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7L9BPRlrf0g
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DurFF3JdPbM&t=7s
I'll cover what's happening on Bulma and Chichi's side in the next update in tandem with your choice. Things are heating up, doing far better than I thought this encounter would go.

>>5957615
>Risk it all by trying to stop the attack with your own Kamehameha in an airbending-style beam struggle. (Roll 4d100)
We ball. Btw what the difference from the kamehameha and this air variant from the quest ?

>>5957624
It's slippery and elusive like fluid, thus it can slip through the flow of things such as an energy struggle and attack from multiple points. Or disburse the energy altogether and split the attack in half/weakening it considerably. The air-bending variant is less powerful than the energy variant in terms of raw power but it's far more versatile and easily moldable for its multifarious usage like in the actual movie. The Kamehameha in its original form is highly customizable so the airbending version is even more impressive in that field. Like using it for high-intense Dragon Rushes, be it flight or ground.

>>5957627
alright, get it. also after seeing https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7L9BPRlrf0g I kek'd, dudes really fucked up even the kamehameha.

>>5957615
>>Risk it all by trying to stop the attack with your own Kamehameha in an airbending-style beam struggle. (Roll 4d100)

>>5957977
>>5957624
We have our choice, give me a 4d100

Rolled 81, 23, 11, 18 = 133 (4d100)

>>5957989

Rolled 54, 89, 71, 79 = 293 (4d100)

>>5957989

Rolled 70, 89, 10, 96 = 265 (4d100)

>>5957989

>>5958040
>>5958060
double 89, cool

Rolled 100, 8, 85, 65 = 258 (4d100)

>>5957989

Rolled 97, 30, 75, 8, 70, 46 = 326 (6d100)

>>5958109
>>5958060
>>5958040
>>5958013
>Crit/100, 89 (Dubs)/100, 85/100, 96/100
Yeah, you're winning this clash. Your friends are also gonna benefit from all of this as well. So Guruma is gonna be feeling this hard. Assuming you're not bloodthirsty and want the kill given your grandma is still in there but correct me if I am wrong as I'll be writing either way.

>>5957655
What the fuck lmfao

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>>5957989
Picking up the distinct, noticeable tells from Guruma's energy flow, you could tell firsthand she was going for a Full-Force Kamehameha. Given that it was the Airbender variant, it had the side-effect of drawing anything that is caught in the eddy currents it produces. It was like a strong whirlpool at its weakest, and a full-blown maelstrom or worse a black hole at its strongest. Judging by the additional gravitational forces forming from the twisting vortexes of its flow, it was going to be a big attack. If you're not careful, then you are going to lose either the Dragon Jewel or the two dragon balls. Perhaps both at the rate she was going. This wasn't like the previous Kamehameha, so trying to misdirect it like last time wouldn't work.

Weighing your possible options to deal with the threat, you faced the attack head-on instead. You couldn't let it be fired and put your friends at risk. And you doubt that you could bait her to shoot it upwards towards you to take you out. She was painfully aware of the tactical advantage that she had against you. Hence why she was charging up and gathering so much of the air around her through her ki and airbending. You weren't how much of that craftiness came from Guruma herself, or if it was a byproduct of siphoning the faculties of Grandma Fanfan. Either way, you can't afford to slip up as you start to steel yourself, hardening your resolve as you focus and center yourself.

"Kame...hame.." You slowly began to chant the iconic words, getting into the form as you cup your hands behind you. Arching your arms along your back, you firmly plant your food against the ground while gathering energy.

"Oh? You're choosing to approach this attack head-on. Rather than try to divert my attention again or bait me into firing elsewhere, you instead chose your best option with a level head. You are quite the enigma, Son Koku." Guruma praised you, appraising your combat potential right there while still charging her attack. "Not many people can keep themselves from feeling any emotions, especially that of anger, given the circumstances.

"Oh, I am quite angry. You came into my home uninvited, endangered my friends, tried to take a precious heirloom from my grandma, and worse of all you not only harmed the closest thing I have to a parent but also took her body and enslaved her to your whims. Just the mere notion of you talking about slaughtering her friends with a gleeful smile pisses me off to no end." For a brief moment, just to prove your point, you flicked out of the empowered form of Shitsui Taizen. Allowing your fury to bubble up as your eyes turned crimson, hair bristling as it began to become slightly spikier and more solid. Your pure, water-like glassy white aura immediately changed into a brilliant orange, burning fiercely with a rippling, fiery inferno.

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>>5958289
Wreathed within the aura was the powerful vision of the mighty Oozaru or Great Monkey, embodied fully through the aura and visage in its extremity. No longer was it seraphic, rather it was fully earthly, somatic with its primal nature. It was truly no different than a savage beast, the apex predator that fellow beasts would be forced into submission by the intimidating presence. A true embodiment of the forces of nature and domination as a whole. But as the sunlike aura continues to blaze forth with explosiveness and sheer intensity, both it and the silhouette of an Oozaru's face behind you abruptly start to dissipate. Quickly yet smoothly it blended into the void, becoming nothingness once more.

Without warning, you enforce your teachings onto yourself, with a simple impulse from your heart and soul. Distilling yourself from your passionate emotions, and allowing a different form of incasdence take you over as you made your mind clear and your heart still once more. As such your aura returned to the translucent luminary it caries as you were then enshrouded with radiant aureoles as it took the symbol of the Orin Tempe. Those crimson eyes quickly vanished upon tempering yourself, becoming the glassy, mirror-like form of your natural dark hazel, almost black eyes. There was a quiet intensity coming off from you, void of any fighting spirit or bloodlust unlike before. You were no different than a venerable tree.

Having not only stumbled into the Muga no Kyōchi or Selflessness state but also harmoniously intertwined it with the Shitsui Taizen, you felt you were at the equivalent of the Meikyo Shisui. Or at least a worthy enough stage to be called a sign or omen rather than a mere shoddy imperfect facsimile. Now back to your current state of mind, you look to Guruma before resuming conversation. Almost showing her fiery eyes and golden pupils. " If I wasn't in this form, then the beast within would've surely been released, and you would be seeing the fullest extent of the Saruken or Monkey Fist. So don't take my reluctance to give into my passionate, burning emotions for prodigious power, in the face of the adversity you made as a sign of weakness. The path of Mushin requires absolute self-control, my heart needs to be calm and still to utilize this form properly."

Having said that, you continue to instill the principles of Luohanquan or Arhat Fist into your technique. The very same method leads to you achieving the Selflessness state in the first place after watching your grandma in motion during training. It was as if the form in question responded deeply to your intent, coming to your aid in your time of need rather than through desire. As such it was quite remarkably powerful as you feel the bluish plume of the Kamehameha starting to turn a whitish blue hue. Distilling your ki as you refine your control to an innate perfection that was second nature to the form in question. There were no more words to exchange. Sink or swim.

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>>5958343

Dramatically, both you and Guruma launched your attacks, practically at the same time as you were quicker on the draw than the bodysnatcher. Right as the two techniques rend across the grassy meadows, a powerful clash between both blows began. The sheer force tearing the surroundings asunder was no different than being at the eye of the storm. A wild gale force hurricane bloomed from residue between the two techniques. Anything that wasn't heavily bolted down was easily swept up by the dual air-bending cyclones. Despite the brilliant display that you gave off, Guruma's Aerial/Atmospheric Kamehameha was still managing to resist and hold its ground against yours. You hated to admit it but in the short time since she possessed your grandma's body, she has already mastered it to such a degree.

Facing the impending threat that you might have to kill your Grandma to beat her, you almost find yourself starting to waver. That tranquil calmness you desperately instilled into yourself is at risk of falling apart. But in response to the jarring shock you now face, you only close your eyes, taking a deep, cleansing breath. Remembering your grandma's teachings, you allowed yourself to purge out any intrusive thoughts or distractions. Using all those conflicting feelings as mere kindling to the fire, you once again regain your composure. Putting your faith in your grandma, and in your abilities simultaneously, you took on a fugue state as your aura and ki became that of a dead calm. Unnerving Guruma in the process.

Before she had time to retaliate or brace herself, your Atmospheric/Aerial Kamehameha quickly slipped through the faulty openings of her own. Riding through the slipstream at blinding speeds, the air-bending wave splintered into four conjoined points, shredding through Guruma's attack. Not only that but it began to take the residue left behind to further fuel it as it became bigger, stronger, and denser by the passing seconds. There was no escaping it, she was going to be defeated in this beam struggle. Seeing those cold, empty eyes staring her down, Guruma could only break into a laughing fit. It wasn't one made out of breaking down to madness, but she was relishing your power and the irony of it all.

"My ambition will not end here. Even if you kill your grandma to stop me, someone else will take up my reigns and claim what we desire. The time of the Mystics is finally over, the world shall be blanketed once more in neverending darkness. Oden will return, Lord Piccolo will be freed, and you. Son Koku will know true despair, one way or another." Letting out another bone-chilling laugh, Guruma found herself fully swallowed up by the attack as it sent her flying. Bustling through countless trees as it travels upwards into the sky. Leaving only the twinkle of the attack as it disappears from the horizon. You weren't sure if you killed her or not, but for now, you've won the fight. Taking care of the threat at hand for now.

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>>5958363
"Damn it..." You utter, clinching your fist as you remain in your empowered state. Even in your dead calm-like heightened concentration, you could still feel your heart wretched with sorrow and frustration. Why did you have to go to that stupid party? Why did you have to embark on the hunt for the dragon balls so hastily? Damn it all.

Snapping yourself momentarily out of your pity party, you made your way back to the others. All it would take for you was a single sprinting hop for you to jump over your house and descend towards the front lawn. As you descend, you will see what appears to be Chi-Chi standing tall. Emitting what appears to be a crimson, practically ruddy magenta aura around her. It was fierce with a jagged, fierce flame-like appearance rather than smooth or flowing with each undulation. It was quite the sight to behold as it gave you a familiar trepidation like with Guruma. And yet it was also different as you assess the situation.

Currently, you saw what appears to be a massive, musclebound bluish-green-skinned man being forced to kill under Chi-Chi's heel. Her foot dug deep into his back as she pushed him further into the dirt. The demonic-looking man having trouble lifting a single finger against her hold as she casually smiled at him with beastly fangs. Her eyes glisten with the same ruddy color as her aura, and her hair billows wildly in tandem with her flaring aura. On the other end was Bulma who was currently fashioning a galaxy-colored sphere on her fingertips, taking a gunner pose with her dominant finger. There are bit marks around her neck, making you look back to Chi-Chi whose lips were stained with fresh blood.

On the other end was a black-haired woman, clinching her right shoulder while holding something in her left hand. Judging from the container, it was Bulma's as was holding the three dragon balls inside. Compared to the mysterious woman, Bulma was battered and bruised. It looks as if she took the full brunt of those attacks, looking far worse than Chi-Chi who was feeling a high like no other. It didn't help that you felt a strong stench in the air. A blackened, aquatic mist that was miraculously unable to penetrate your defenses as your bluish-white aura acted like a multilayered barrier. Thus keeping whatever this mist was from touching you.

Something major happened, but you aren't sure what. Still, you needed to act fast.

>Priortize stopping Chi-Chi as her aura feels demonic and wild.
>Tend to assist Bulma and get back the dragon balls.
>Trust your friends as you choose to merely watch their fight but act if need-be.
>Leave them be and go off to try and check the current state of Guruma
>Grab both Bulma and Chi-Chi and cut your loses as you high-tail it out there with the remaining dragon balls and the dragon jewel.
>Write-In

>>5958370
>Tend to assist Bulma and get back the dragon balls.
Is that gif of chichi jumping gohan from a filler ?

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>>5958376
Yes, Garlic Jr. arc where she got forcibly corrupted into a demon clan member due to black water mist. Right now she's on demon high plus a blazing form of the kaioken. Chi-Chi took one for the team to keep Bulma from being corrupted and a full-on demon clan servant.

>>5958377
>Right now she's on demon high plus a blazing form of the kaioken
zam, she knows the kaioken ? neat. wait, do we also know it then ?

>>5958370
>Grab both Bulma and Chi-Chi and cut your loses as you high-tail it out there with the remaining dragon balls and the dragon jewel.
Lotta bullshit happening at once, and we just fought a demon possessing our grandmother. I don't know if Son Koku has the stamina for all of this, and they're after the dragon balls (and jewel).

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>>5958836
Her version of it. It's like what Mushin is to Ultra Instinct, a similar facsimile as it has the same principles, but a lesser variant due to being a mortal construct rather than a technique of the gods like the aforementioned. But it does have the potential to eventually become the real thing. You can try to copy it or get taught the Blazing Kaioken or Kaenken by Chi-Chi afterward.

>>5958895
Smart notice. You broke your limits and citing hard but your stamina is fleeting fast.

Rolled 50, 100, 44, 4, 19, 99 = 316 (6d100)

>>5958895
>>5958376
Gonna mix the two to keep things going, so with that give me a roll of 4d100

Rolled 23, 63, 45, 41 = 172 (4d100)

>>5959027
I hope that big hundo is for us

Rolled 6, 82, 60, 33 = 181 (4d100)

>>5959027
they see me rolling, they hating

Rolled 63, 12, 91, 87 = 253 (4d100)

>>5959027
Ah shit here we go again

Rolled 42, 2, 56, 66 = 166 (4d100)

>>5959027

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>>5959027
>>5959089
>>5959122
>>5959453
Meant to reply to this earlier but with the results out of the way, we have our answer.
>65(dubs)/100, 63(dubs)/100, 91/100, 87/100
You guys are getting those DBs back and making a smooth getaway. Writing soon.

>>5959089
I was debating on whether or not storywise I should give it to Pilaf and Mai or Bulma and Chi-Chi. But given the ramifications that are going to come from this, I'm gonna throw you guys a bone and say your party gets the numbers. Vegeta isn't the only one who can get what is otherwise a villain's power-up/transformation and overcome it as well as make it their own.

>>5960048
is that pic official ? wouldn't be surprised since the japs are masters of corruption (kink) after all
>Vegeta isn't the only one who can get what is otherwise a villain's power-up/transformation and overcome it as well as make it their own.
you mean the baby oozaru form leading him into ssj4 or does he get a better version of the majin form in some heroes game/anime ?

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>>5960055
It is official work based on the filler. And Yes Vegeta gets a better version of the Majin form in Heroes, as well as basically his own answer to UI that's far better than the Super Manga https://dragonball.fandom.com/wiki/Super_Saiyan_God_Super_Saiyan_(Berserk_Controlled) https://dragonball.fandom.com/wiki/King_of_Destruction https://dragonball.fandom.com/wiki/Dark_Energy_(demonic)

To summarize, Bulma got cursed by Pilaf to try and pit her against Chi-Chi and make away with the dragon balls. Chi-Chi used Ki transfer to suck the Dark Energy out of her and take the hit instead. But rather than get corrupted like in the Garlic Jr arc, she overpowered the dark influence and essentially became an enigma with her demonic awakening. Retaining her pure, noble soul and human heart >>5957439 while unleashing the beast within. The method was a temporary solution especially when Garlic Jr tried to double down on it with his technique form of the Black Water Mist to try to mind control Chi-Chi again. But Chi-Chi isn't having any of that as she's truly making it her own.

As for Bulma, she was infected thus having her hidden power drawn out in tandem with removing her inhibitors. But since Chi-Chi took away the dark energy, thus curing her of her infection, she regressed from the demonic transformation. But her body still remembers the experience and is therefore capable of reaching the same facsimile of the empowered state but minus the dark energy (in its place she can go berserk to magnify her power and power up further and a similar form of tankiness akin to the majin awakening) Not only that but her innate magical potential has been unleashed and bolstered. Thus the dijinn to Chi-Chi Ogress.

>>5960080
interesting. dragon ball really knows how to make transformations and new forms, even if they fumble sometimes.

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Rolled 73, 3, 16, 71, 74, 82 = 319 (6d100)

>>5960048
>>5959027
Sorry for slacking off, little under the weather and had a busy Sunday. But I am for sure still writing so I can make up for this failure with a major update. I ain't ghosting any of you nor is this quest dead.

Rolled 96, 912, 284, 617 + 1000 = 2909 (4d1000 + 1000)

>>5960899
Probably should roll for Chi-Chi and Bulma's new bases anyway.

>>5960963
That covers Chi-Chi, now what about Bulma (gave her a redo for that abysmal roll since she's not like canon bulma who isn't a fighter.)

Rolled 521, 925, 852, 206 + 1200 = 3704 (4d1000 + 1200)

>>5960967
Screw up there. Forgot the roll. Never gonna live that one down.

>>5960963
>>5960968
very nice indeed

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>>5960963
>>5960968
Unlike in U7, since earthling comes from the Homo Neanderthalensis genetic template AND came back from the brink of extinction via the Curse of Oden. The average PL for them is 50-100 which is a lot compared to their U7 selves but not outrageous for U6 since everything is stronger and better here. So with that in mind.

Here's the Power levels so far, may change in between updates as its not absolute.

The Dragon Team w/Rivals
Son Koku - 500/3000+ (Previously 2000) (Mushin State: N/A for now)
Bulma Enchanto - 2125+
Chi-Chi McRoberts - 2112+
Sha "Yamcha" Gojo - 1852 (Wolf Fang Burst/Dangerous Doping: ???)
Cho"Chester" Hakkai - 1617 (????)
Paopao - ???? (Previously 1458)
Mark Seitan/Satan -2000+ (Hi-Tension: ????)
Grandma Fanfan:500/1500 [Relaxed State] (Full Power: 3000+, Mushin State: N/A For now]

Enemies
Guruma: 2500+ [50% Full Power] (100% Full Power: ????, Serpents/Makyans's Giant Body Art: ????)
Pilaf: 2000 [50% Full Power] (Serpents/Makyans's Giant Body Art: ????)
Mai: 1500 [50% Full Power] (Serpents/Makyans's Giant Body Art: ????)

Other
Puar - 1000
Fuller - 280
Agundas - 280

Yamcha and Chester will get their time to shine and catch up.

>>5960988
>The average PL for them is 50-100 which is a lot compared to their U7 selves but not outrageous for U6 since everything is stronger and better here. So with that in mind.
man, i remember U¨6&7 being the weakest ones, but 6 has an average mortal level higher than 7 ? zamn champa isn't as lazy as bills

>>5960988
Kaenken/Blazing Kaioken (Chi-Chi), and Zenmenteki/All-Out (Bulma) I forgot to include but I didn't write an exact multiplier yet since I'm keeping them secret for now.

>>5961019
Champa is getting a glow up here but his universe is still weaker than the higher echelons like Universe 11 in the 8 universes that will be marked for deletion pre-ToP.

Like if I were to scale it, it would be like this
https://dragonball.fandom.com/wiki/Mortal_Level

Universe 11 > Universe 2 > Universe 3 = Universe 10 > Universe 6 > Universe 4 > Universe 7 > Universe 9

Far better than it was in either the manga or anime for U6 but still mid at best compared to the upper echelons. Though in U7's credit, majin buu and Frieza did one hell of a job on the universe as a whole but could've been prevented by Beerus doing his goddamn job. Meanwhile, U6 Frost is a benevolent emperor and a proper Trickster Hero like Robin Hood rather than a badly done Frieza Clone. As for Majin Booby (Picked the idea up from another quest I've read), she's the galactic patrol number 1 Idol Sensation. So it's better conditioned overall, but there are some major threats in U6 to serve as your Frieza and Buu nevertheless.

>>5961025
>As for Majin Booby (Picked the idea up from another quest I've read)
I remember this one, wasn't it from the super tufle sayan that is found by bills and then explits between them and a sayan woman ? man I miss that quest. what was it's name again ?

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>>5960899
Using the commotion as a smokescreen, you descend to the corner where the mysterious raven-haired woman currently stands. Tempering yourself further with a flick of the wrist, your semi-translucent, watery aura suddenly retracts itself back into your body. In mere seconds your body was wreathed in a bluish-white aura outline, emitting a faint glow that was greatly dimmed from its normal output. You didn't change physically, as the aura remained smooth and flowing, but spiritually it feels like you transformed once more. In this moment you were simultaneously containing and harnessing your radiating aura. Retaining it deep within through intense, continuous concentration.

In your current esoteric and mysterious state, you didn't exude an ounce of Fighting Spirit, not a single presence permeated. It was as if this state of being in which one completely erases their Fighting Spirit. Bloodlust, anger, hatred, malice, drive, animosity, practically all manner of animus or willpower are nonexistent. It was as if you had stilled your will and ego, quieting your spirit while becoming incredibly tranquil and focused, often being compared to a plant. So naturally, you were virtually undetectable with a non-aura enshrouding you. Allowing you to be invisible and inaudible, achieving a state of complete nothingness as your energy and aura were hermetically sealed.

Landing gracefully onto the ground you start to carefully walk to Mai, making sure to avoid sinking into the ground with every step. A byproduct mainly due to the intangibility technique accompanying the invisibility technique in tandem. Once you were within range, you proceeded to gather your spirit, encircling it around your right hand. Focusing on your target, you went on to then fire a clear energy shockwave from your palm. It was strong enough to gently knock the container holding the three dragon balls high into the air. Thus, catching everyone off-guard by the sudden display. Before the black-haired woman could register what had happened, however, she was immediately shot by Bulma, stunning her with her ki bullet.

Following up on the attack, you once again gathered their spirit and thrust your fist forward to unleash a salvo of invisible blows on the individual right as her name was called. A mixture of the Shadow Crane Strike with the Rapid-Fire Fist completely overwhelms Mai. Leaving her further stunned as you finish it off with a powerful kiai, sending her flying a fair distance away from the aircraft and straight into the water. Crashing deep into the water, Mai found herself sinking deeper into the water, struggling to recover from that relentless assault. All the while you would catch the capsule case, dispelling the cloaking camouflage as everyone can see you once more. A scowl formed on the hulking imp man's face.

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>>5961087
"You! How are you still here?! You should've been pummeled by my master Guruma!" The darkish teal-colored imp cried, trying to get up only to be pushed back down by Chi-Chi. Effectively angering the imp further as he wouldn't stand for this humiliating domination anymore.

"If you're talking about the monster that possessed gram-gram, then you just missed them as I sent their ass flying to kingdom come. Whatever plans you had in store for the dragon balls end here." You declare, holding the capsule tightly as you assure your comrades of your victory. You didn't know for sure if she was dead or not, but you couldn't allow yourself to show any signs of doubt or concern.

"Look at you finally coming in when the battle is more or less over." Bulma snarks, making a cocky smile as she blows the smoke from her index finger. "But thanks for the assist nonetheless."

"Sorry, I would've come sooner if I knew they would do a number on you. You look like road kill." You teased back, tapping the plane as it quickly transformed back into its capsule form. Before it would hit the ground you swiftly grab the capsule, putting it safely in your coat pocket. As for the Dragon Jewel, you carefully hopped from the plane towards where you saw the jewel land. Aiming to pick it up and secure it once more.

"Harr Harr. I just wasn't expecting these thieves to be that strong, Koku." Bulma pouts, letting her aura flare up as it starts to emit a golden orange aura as it envelops her. Almost bursting open, Bulma quickly reeled it back once she caught herself in the act of losing her temper once more. "Sorry about that, almost lost my cool there."

"Duly noted. Mind telling me what happened to the two of you?" You asked, picking up the dragon jewel and beginning to put it into a capsule container.

"To make a long story short, we were jumped by the smurf currently getting his ass handed by a...rather terrifying Chi-Chi. His lackey, the one you currently sent flying into the water took advantage of the ensuing chaos and struck me while taking the dragon balls. He was mumbling about trying to indoctrinate us into the Maozoku clan or whatever. Mainly to cause some trouble and be a loose end to keep you from following them if you'd somehow survive their leader. I tried to get the dragon ball back while protecting the dragon ball radar, but that assassin Maimai, or Mai for short tried to affect me with something called the Aqua Mist. Shapeshifted into Piliaf over there and used his technique to shower me in the dank, stuffy vapors. Afterward, it felt like I was losing myself as I was going berserk. Everything afterward became murky so I can't remember all that clearly. All I know is that chi-Chi saved me...and took whatever they did to me out of me and got a heavy load of that gunk." Bulma explained, placing a hand on her neck as it was still brandished with bite marks. All the while Chi-Chi gave off an intense, ruddy aura as it danced wildly in the distance.

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>>5961112
>>5961112
=== Paused ====
Having a brain fart and can't seem to put into words the next scene so I'll take a break and come back to doing a mega update to make up for this failure. That said

>Continue with the hunt for the dragon balls
>Go warn the remaining six mystics about the return of the Demon Clan
>Ask what Bulma or Chi-Chi thinks you guys should do
>Mystery Choice
>Write-in

>>5961145
>Go warn the remaining six mystics about the return of the Demon Clan
Before we can continue our hunt we have to warn them about those demons on the loose. Also no worries OP.

>>5961383
>+1
slow day

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>>5961112
"Well, that explains the certain spike of power coming off from you two." You uttered, making a rather nonplussed, almost grim expression at the sight you were beholding. You knew firsthand that Bulma was strong, incredibly strong she was a Brief (changing Enchanto to Brief since Dr. Briefs Brief is too good to pass up) after all. When she puts her mind to something, there is absolutely nothing that can stop her from achieving her goals. A real firecracker to say the least.

But while wasn't a martial artist in the same way that you and your other friends are, much less a Spiritualist, she was one hell of a markswoman. Regarding armed combat, nobody could match her in firearms or sharpshooting. Hell, it was thanks to her you learned how to fashion a ki gunslinger fighting style. However, Bulma right now was exuding a rather overwhelming flow of power that was rather daunting to you if to be perfectly frank. Bless her heart for reigning it to the best of her ability, but there was still a constant influx of ki pouring out of her. Almost as if something broke her natural limiters and now as a result she was unbounded, with no end in sight to her power and growth. Limitless.

Could her body perhaps have fully memorized the sensation, fully integrating the empowering state gained as a brand new base state? All while no longer being a vampire-like Demon Clansman? In addition to having her inhibitors quashed, it seems that her self-limiting shells have fallen under the same fate. This resulted in a surge of explosive growth and accelerated development as it translated into immense and overwhelming power. You couldn't be exactly sure but what you could discern and quantify, it most certainly feel both the physical and subconscious limiters on her strength was null and voided. You could ascertain that she could fight at a higher level of intensity like if she was using Hi-tension.

You weren't sure if you were picking it up right, but it felt as if she was more robust in a tanky kind of way. She could feel little to no pain from injuries and was relatively unfazed by what would normally be critical injuries judging by her poster. You didn't presume that she was nearly unkillable with zombie-like toughness, but the resilience and tendency did point to some form of invulnerability. That was rather insane when you think about it, even if Bulma was a super-genius. The mere thought of disabling one's internal limiters and releasing hidden strength wasn't farfetched. You've seen it repeatedly through your battles against your friends and rivals, as well as from the indomitable human spirit.

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>>5961924
Of course, it was an earthling trait as a whole rather than simply human-type earthlings, but they were the strongest who embodied those innate qualities. Hysterical strength was truly frightening. What you say was another venue of that, but it was far different from the High-Tension technique that Paopao and Mark showed. Granted Paopao's was magic-based, while Mark's was ki-based, but there are linking elements between the facsimiles. What you saw was different, what you saw was the birth of a brand-new natural state, a strong foundation for Bulma to now work off on. That was the real reason why you were having such trouble believing what you saw.

Then again, it wasn't solely through her efforts that she managed to pull off this miraculous turn of events. As far as you were concerned, Bulma owed everything to Chi-Chi considering she would've been fully brainwashed by that dark energy. After all, it was Chi-Chi who underwent the demonic transformation, twice even according to Pilaf. You didn't want to imagine what sort of hellish ordeal the princess was undergoing. You were completely fortunate with your aura hermetically sealed off, so you weren't at any risk of infection. Chi-Chi was already infected so, she was out of the running as far as you can tell. Both Mai and Piliaf are naturally immune as Maozoku members. So, why is Bulma currently okay?

Again, the first dosage resulted in Chi-Chi taking the hit to keep her from transforming. So the second exposure should've got her in, but it didn't. So by that logic, she must have lucked out and made some sort of mystic antibodies to counteract the blackened Aqua Mist. Allowing her to avoid regressing into a mindless, rampaging demoness but mutating her nonetheless. Her ki still felt like that of an earthling, you were sure of that, but even so, it was heterogeneous in comparison to before. An aberration is born from this epigenetic phenomenon, thus resulting in otherworldly genetic recombinations. It felt closer to that Mai woman than either Piliaf or Guruma, she felt more magical than either of them, to say the least. A majin or magical person.

Mulling it over for a moment, you turned to Chi-Chi was still intoxicated by the rush of power. Everything that Bulma has displayed, you can tell it's intensified even further with Chi-Chi. Makes sense considering she went through the demonic transformation and took the full brunt of the double dosage. It would be a miracle if she displayed any shred of her old self in this demonic virago. If Bulma was on the magic side, then Chi-Chi must have been a Majin or Demonic Person of the aptly named Mazoku. Even so, you couldn't shake the feeling that perhaps it's not too late for Chi-Chi. She wasn't radiating the stench of evil that Guruma or her minions carried. So maybe, you could reach out to her.

"Chi-Chi. You're still in there, aren't you? You're far too stubborn to let this beat you." You cried out to Chi-Chi.

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>>5961929
"It's useless. She's been thoroughly corrupted. She's a true ogress among us demons. Any semblance of your friend is long gone." Pilaf boasts happily. He was aking great mirth in the worrisome look on your face. Before he could laugh he would find his head heading deep into the dirt.

"That's enough out of you." Chi-Chi snapped, digging her foot deep against the back of his head. "Stop filling Koku with lies just cause you've lost."

Seeing you turn to look at Bulma with a dumbfounded expression, the blue-haired woman could only shrug. "That's the same reaction I had when I regained consciousness. Somehow she managed to overpower the dark energy and kept her human heart."

"Not only did I conquer it, but I made this wicked power truly my own." Chi-Chi smiled, giving you a reassuring victory sign with her other hand on her hip. "They shouldn't underestimate the McRoberts family. Not only did we make a killing in the fast food business, but we did received Lady Annin's divine protection and grace as her chosen warriors from Kaenzan or Fire Mountain. "

"You never told us that," Bulma exclaims, causing you to break into a peal of laughter as you can't help yourself. Only Chi-Chi could flip a villainous power-up on its head and not only purge it of its evil but refine it simultaneously into something worthy of use. Hell had no fury quite like her.

"You never asked." Chi-Chi counted rather brusquely, worsening your laughing fit in response. "Besides, telling my peers that I come from a long line of Sun Warriors isn't exactly gonna make a good first impression."

"Well, when you put it like that..."Bulma mutters, breaking into a small bead of sweat at the realization.

"You didn't think I'd turned evil now didn't you." Chi-Chi eyes now focused on you as she asked the million Zeni questions.

"Well no. I had a strong inkling that you weren't evil like these punks. But I wasn't sure if you lost your sense of reason. You can get pretty scary when you're mad." You argue, finally finishing your laughter as you walk over to the two girls.

"Underestatement of the century." Bulma chimed in, making a small chuckle herself.

"First off, quiet you." Chi-Chi snaps at Bulma, quickly turning back to face you. "Secondly...okay fair. I will admit that I can be...positively frightening when I get mad."

"It's like you're possessed by a beast or a she-devil." Bulma curtly mutters, earning a lowered gaze from Chi-Chi.

"Hey Bulma, you wanna test how durable you are now?" As Chi-Chi says this she starts to raise a balled-up fist in her direction. Causing Bulma to real back a bit as she sensed said beast looming over the former warlord princess.

"I do not, no," Bulma answered.

"Glad to see you're both alright. Anyway, we should probably leave right now while the getting is good." You say, attempting to defuse the situation and get things back on track.

"Why? I mean Chi-Chi alone got this, and with you now here we're practically invincible." Bulma brags.

>>5961933
"Because this power while under my complete control is fleeting. And once I've dropped out of it, I'll be back to a regular human instead of a demon proxy." Chi-Chi explains, much to Bulma's chagrin. as her form was flickering heavily now that she wasn't letting her rage fuel it as someone pure of heart.

"And backup is certainly going to come. I don't know about you, but I'm not exactly at 100% and raring to go for another fight. Shocking I know." You added to Chi-Chi's argument, causing Bulma to relent. "Not to mention we need to keep them from getting these artifacts."

"Yeah, I guess you're right..." Bulma sheepishly nods, unable to refute the sound logic.

"You're not going anywhere. I've had enough of your constant disrespect and humiliation." As Piliaf lets out a mighty below, you can feel a sudden spike in power rising from the demon imp. In mere seconds, he was going to unleash more of the wellspring of demonic energy within. But before he got the chance to, Bulma this time tapped him on his back. Abruptly changing him into what appears to be the aptly named rice dish.

"Huh, well that's new. Also, that won't last long as admittingly I don't have a full grasp on my newfound abilities...So." Hearing Bulma say those words you nod abruptly before grabbing her and Chi-Chi's hands.

"We're leaving now." Having said that you watch as Chi-Chi takes the Dragon Jewel while Bulma has the Dragon capsule. Leaving you to the freedom of sprinting out of the area with buck-wild speeds. Right as Maimai pops out of the water with a vengeance she too was about to unleash more of her power. Only to be met with just the transfigured Piliaf as nobody else was around.

Having jettisoned yourselves into the sky, you quickly started to run on the air through the use of your teachings in Qinggong and Ki control. At the speed you were traveling, you were already hundreds if not thousands of feet away from your home. Suppressing your power further as you enshroud both Chi-Chi and Bulma in your aura as they abruptly powered down. For now, it seems like Piliaf and Mai won't be able to find you. But this was only a temporally solution to the bigger problem at hand.

"So, what's the plan? You know aside from avoiding being on the demon's hitlist and preventing... Armageddon." Bulma asked, deeply concerned that what was supposed to be a simple adventure now has turned into a world-saving quest. "Seriously it feels like we're in a Hollywood blockbuster."

"Well, I was thinking of warning the remaining mystics about the plight at hand before anything else." You answer.

"Are you sure? Shouldn't we be going after the dragon balls?" Chi-Chi asked, to which you shook your head.

"So long as we got our set, they can't make any wishes even if they collect the others. But if they kill the mystics, then our job becomes so much harder." You explain.

"Right...about your grandma. Did you..."

>>5961942
>>5961383
>>5961757

>Yes, I believe I killed her.
>No, despite everything I couldn't do it.
>I'm not sure, I'm honestly afraid to find out since I need to be strong right now. It's what she would want.
>Write-In

Also, who do you choose to go meet next?
>Master Roshi of the Turtle School
>Master Sen of the Crane School
>Sorceress Supreme Majon
>The Proginator of the Satan Dojo Tai Lee
>The elusive enigma Chuu Lee
>The Current Guardian of Earth Shen Lang
>Write-in

>>5961944
>I'm not sure, I'm honestly afraid to find out since I need to be strong right now. It's what she would want.

>The Current Guardian of Earth Shen Lang
He’s the current guardian so he should be our first option, even if roshi is more tempting.

>>5962091
>+1
Slow week indeed

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>>5962091
>>5962967
Looks like we got our choice for who to see next. Writing soon.Guruma will remember this.

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>>5963419
>Those Rolls
Only fitting that the butterfly effect should kick in hard as our heroes get stronger, so will the villains and vice versa. The Sacred Water cleansing/ablution ritual will be especially interesting.

>>5963419
gyatt damn, didn't know Golden had made an Ozen fanart but I saw the chichi one.
>>5963421
wait, so all 7 rolls were for the evil dudes ? welp let's see how it goes.

>>5963473
Both sides are sharing the roll this time along due to REACTED

OP ?

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>>5964454
A post was to come much earlier today but been dealing with stomach pains so it's been pushed back. I'm slowly working on it. But I will make up for this.

>>5964533
happy early easter, OP

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>>5964533
>>5963419
>>5959027
You only shake your head at Chi-Chi's trailing words, feeling rather pensive yet melancholy over what you've done. "I don't really know. Even though that monster took my grandma's body for its own, I still couldn't fully muster the power correlating to my inner beast. That primal fury that I've kept in check for over a decade was tempered by my reluctance to kill my gram-gram. But I had to stop her, stop Guruma. So I just stopped thinking and let my instinct take care of the rest."

"Yeah, that does sound like you. You tend to let your instinct or intuition, depending on the mood, guide you. " Bulma utters, still taken aback by the Keiko or Qinggong skill at display, specifically the Hishousou or Soaring Run, also known as Kuchuhoko or Air Walking. It's a qinggong-based technique that in addition to being as light as air, uses the ki emitting from one's body to create invisible footholds in mid-air. Mainly done by condensing the air that comes in contact with a solid state. Thus, allowing one to stand, walk, and even run mid-air like they were on solid ground. "Seriously it's baffling that you can pull this off with ki control."

"Ki Control and Keiko, don't forget the lightness skill is just as important. I remember my father telling me Master Roshi could kick off the air. It hit the air so hard that it could become dense enough to stand on or lift yourself off of with raw leg power and fancy footwork. Hence why he calls his pushing off-the-air technique Migoto Hiyaku or Masterful Leap." Chi-Chi chimed in, adding to the real-time feat on display. At this point, she didn't need your assistance in traveling in the air as she started to use the Hikou or Aviation technique to essentially fly without the use of Ki. However, in her case, she was using fire bending to shoot a steady stream of flames from her ankles for high-speed levitation akin to jet propulsion.

Ignoring the potential jab at being called simple-minded, you focus your gaze forward as you continue to travel high and far into the sky. "To be honest, I'm rather afraid to check if I killed gram-gram or not. So please don't lecture me on why I chose to take off without double-checking. I need to be strong right now, and seeing the aftermath would've only shaken my resolve and put the dragon artifacts in danger. It's what she would've wanted."

"For your information, I wasn't going to be that tactless..."Bulma snapped, comically tapping you on the side of your head. Slowly transitioning to making a rather sympathetic expression. "...But that's fair. If I was in your shoes, I would've done the same thing. For as gun-ho as I am with a firearm."

"No kidding. It isn't exactly easy to kill a loved one, much less do it with reckless abandon. You'd have to be a cold-blooded psychopath or something to pull it off so callously." Chi-Chi nods, reaffirming you of your choice.

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>>5965718
"Anyway, so we're going to go warn the other mystics who put a stop to Lord Piccolo and his armada right? Do you have any inkling who to go to first?" Bulma asked, raising an eyebrow while keeping the artifacts safe in her arms.

"Master Roshi would be the first place we'd go wouldn't it?" Chi-Chi muses, thinking of the first person that comes to mind. "Then again, my family does know a certain fortuneteller who fits the bill of the description you told us about the seven mystics."

"While I do plan on going to both of them, I got a hunch that the best person to go to is none other than Kami himself. "You say, trying to lift your spirit as you attempt your trademark smile once more. Causing both Bulma and Chi-Chi to look at you, puzzled by the notion of actually seeing god.

"See, back when I was a child, I used to get some weird prophetic dreams. In my slumber, I was trained and guided by a mysterious figure, a friend of the one known as Kami. Making them my senior pupil, I only know them by the name Sifu/Kyoshi. They're really strong and I've learned a lot from them in addition to gram-gram's tutelage. Of course, they were trying to teach me something called I think either the Seishinken/Sacred Spirit Fist or the Raioken/Heavenly Lighting King Fist. I wasn't paying attention to the name yet." You continued, awkwardly scratching your nose with a chuckle.

"So in layman's terms, we're going to see a person who might not even exist in addition to being literally god?" Bulma questions, making a rather skeptical expression.

"Yeah pretty much, but I haven't lost the ability to have prophetic dreams. And I got a vague understanding of what Kami looks like since they supervised my training with Sifu/Kyoshi." You nod, attempting to reassure Bulma whose mood could only sour in response.

"Why not? We're already scouring the globe for wish-granting orbs and had a run-in with megalomaniac majins. Might as well be running to god too for the complete JRPG vibe." Bulma snarks, making a relenting sigh as she lowers her eyes.

"I can't be the only one who finds an atheistic scientist becoming a genie (Majin) to be funny." Chi-Chi remarks, almost chuckling as she is tittering over the irony. To which you only simper much to Bulma's pouting annoyance.

"Stop laughing, you're not any better ogress (majin)," Bulma argued.

Before she and Chi-chi got into an argument, the three of you would feel a tremendous surge of power tens of thousands away from where you last left. The power coming off from them was massive, yet eerie familiar as your mind thought back to Guruma, Mai, and Piliaf. It wasn't a coincidence that the overwhelming, soaring power that continued to permeate over the horizon was related. It was just as overpowering as Guruma, maybe even more. You felt vindicated in leaving as quickly as you did. In the worst case that she survived, her backup arrived to level the playing field to her side. Or worse, a second wind for the maozoku.

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>>5965733
That was as good a sign as any to lower your power levels to the absolute minimum and sprint at hypersonic speeds. You couldn't afford to let yourself be spotted now. A sentiment that was naturally shared by your companions. So with the three of you holding tight, you aimed for a well-timed last spurge. Once more with feels as if the three of you put a vast amount of distance between the daunting power that you felt across the horizon. Digging deep within for that indomitable strength, you would power through and cover from West City in Britannia to the northwest of the Sacred Temple of Korin in Africa. The trip itself took about three whole days at the speed you were going. For better or worse.

Thus, it was no surprise that once you arrived at the Sacred Temple you more or less collapsed onto the ground and found yourself clocking out. Bulma and Chi-Chi didn't fare any better by comparison as they were feeling similar levels of intense fatigue. Mainly because they had been sharing energy to help support you through the whole ordeal. Even so, Bulma was well enough to pop one of her capsule homes after both she and Chi-Chi found a safe place to hide and crash accordingly once inside. The process of recovery took about a couple of days at most, which helped immensely in hiding you from your enemies. Yet there was a feeling of guilt as that was precious time wasted on sleeping.

Once well rested, the three of you embarked onto the inner reaches of the sacred land of Korin. Both you, Chi-Chi and Bulma didn't find any real resistance as it was a land mainly unscathed by the ravages of time and the advancement of technology. Nevertheless, the trip itself was rather cozy and quaint in a therapeutic kind of way. Though you didn't meet with any of the villagers as by the time you arrived at your destination, they were mainly out hunting for the catch of the day. Leaving your team to surmise from the tower the precise location of Korin and ultimately Kami through Korin's tower. A massive towering pillar that is said to go deep into the heavens as the god of martial arts resides.

Naturally, Bulma wanted to use one of her capsules to fly the three of you up to the top and conserve energy. But as she has done so, a powerful jolt hits the three of you simultaneously. Serving as an adverse warning from using technology to bypass the trial of the lands. Even if Bulma was rightfully angered by this, as well as the pressing situation that looms over the horizon, the rules of the land were absolute. Thus, you merely put up with the task of climbing up Korin's tower. The looming threat of getting struck by lightning as the three of you had the misfortune of experiencing firsthand tempered any acts of "cheating". So with guile and gusto, the tree of you starts the long and rugged path of climbing the tower.