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>>5994071
Previously on Saiyan Conqueror Quest:

The day after the Destroyers' Tournament, Karn discovered that the internal wall of control he'd erected to prevent the Berserker Soul's rampage had fallen, the full power and wrath ready to emerge. So, sparring with Golden Freeza and then his wife's Super Saiyan Blue power, Karn was able to regain control of his power. Then, after breakfast Karn searched out a suitable gift for his granddaughter Meloka Wolbach's fourth birthday within the M'lurnian Ruins, only to be pushed into the Abyss. Battling that which lurked within and saving a small child, only for her to be the final piece of Aku. The last shard of his 'father's soul. Keeping her alive by using his own Berserker Soul as power while Aku extracted the Dark, saving her from being assimilated. Now, as we rejoin Karn, you've taken the last of the gifts Aku'd left in exchange back to Chilli's world urgently, having sensed his energy vanish entirely. Only to see that he's not only fine, but having taken on his magical form begins unleashing his power.

“Let the celebration begin!” Chilli calls, raising his ethereal right hand and clenching his fist. “Crystal Star! FIRE!”
“What?!”
“Hoooh?”
“Huh?”
“That's-!”
“Is he-?”
“SHIT! RUN!”

You hear the Crimson Demon Clan members as well as other guests shouting, everyone looking up. You follow their gaze, seeing his massive crystal weapon far overhead fire a half-dozen of its powerful spears down. Should any one of them hit, the damage would be catastrophic. But your son's far too skilled for that, to cause harm to HIS home. And with deft movements of his hands, shatters each of the spears right as they would reach him with little more than a gesture. Each one explodes into billions of tiny pieces, your son looking back down towards you all as they start to fall.

“It may be the wrong season here, but just for today, let us enjoy a bit of snow.” he declares, powering back down to his base form as the remains of his six warship-sized crystals begin slowly drifting down. They do resemble snow, gently falling to the ground as you hear one voice over the din of surprised voices.

“You really did it! Thank you Daddy!” your granddaughter calls, flying over to your son and wrapping her arms around his neck. Her smile is massive, teeth beaming as she hugs him. You feel yourself smile at this, seeing how happy she looks. She hugs him close, then after a few seconds lets go, turning right towards you. “GRANDPAAAA!”
“Hey there kiddo.” you say as she kicks off, sprinting right towards you. Closing within a few feet, then launching herself directly at your chest. Reaching out you catch her, turning her momentum into a spin, holding her overhead as she giggles, beaming at you. “I'm not too late, am it?”


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>>5994073
“Of course not, you're just in time!” she says, smiling before looking curiously over to your side. Noticing the slightly luminescent crystal beside you. “Hey, what's that?”
“It's one of your presents.” you tell her, turning her towards the giant emerald crystal. “Aku called it a Raptite, a crystal being. You'll have to get your father to figure out how to awaken it, but whe-”
“IMPOSSIBLE!” a young man's voice calls, you both turning to see Chilli's apprentice, Alimar Zorc rush over to the giant gemstone. “Raptite, here? How? Where did you get this?!”

“I got it from Aku, in exchange for helping him out.” you tell the man, turning back to your granddaughter. “Do you like it?”
“It's great! There's a bird in there, see?” she says, pointing it out. “I wonder what I'll name it when we open it?”
“DON'T!” Alimar shouts, eyes wide with fear. “You don't know what you're dealing with!”
“I think I can handle it.” Chilli says, walking up and placing a firm hand on his apprentice's shoulder. The two make eye contact for a terse moment, no doubt exchanging words telepathically a moment. But then the young man hangs his head, sighing out.

“Understood, master.” he says, then turns to you and bows his head. “Forgive me for my outburst.”
“No problem. Now, let's get back to the celebration.” you say, trying to bring the mood back up. However, just then, it happens. A familiar presence makes itself known, powerlevel suddenly appearing above you all. Exhaling with a sigh, you look up and see none other than Trunks hovering above you all. “Dammit.”

But what do you do?
>Call up to him, tell him you are not in the mood for him to ruin another celebration and to leave before you make him
>Set your granddaughter down and rush him, take him down before he can ruin ANOTHER birthday
>Ascend into your Berserker God form immediately, but don't attack yet. Wait and see what he's here for first before crushing him
>Other(write in)

>>5994074
>>Call up to him, tell him you are not in the mood for him to ruin another celebration and to leave before you make him

>>5994074
>>Ascend into your Berserker God form immediately, but don't attack yet. Wait and see what he's here for first before crushing him

>>5994074
>Ascend into your Berserker God form immediately, but don't attack yet. Wait and see what he's here for first before crushing him
For once trunks might be here for a not awful reason

>>5994080
>>5994091
>>5994092
Ascend into your Berserker God form immediately, but don't attack yet. Wait and see what he's here for first before crushing him wins it. Roll me a single d100.

DC: 40

Rolled 22 (1d100)

>>5994104

Rolled 32 (1d100)

>>5994104
Nat 100

Rolled 14 (1d100)

>>5994104

>>5994104
Well good thing we have 1 more roll

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>>5994107
>>5994119
>>5994123
32/100. Not quite enough, but at least it wasn't a crit fail. Writing.
Should have probably put the kiddo down first...
>>5994130
Not quite, as you'll see soon. This roll was for what happened immediately.

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>>5994074
“Hang on kiddo.” you say ascending in a flash. You power up into your Berserker God form instantly, body expanding massively. You grow several feet taller and bulk into your strongest form, yet as you do hear a pained sound. Looking down, away from the Time Patroller overhead see that you're now crushing your granddaughter! You have her pinned between your chest, forearm and bicep, pressing on her from all sides. Immediately you release her, pulling your arm back and giving her room to breathe.

“BAAAAAAAAAH!” she inhales, then coughs out, hand covering her mouth.
“Sorry kiddo.” you tell her, reaching over and gently patting her back as she coughs with your other hand. “Didn't mean to crush you there.”
“I-I'm. *Cough* Okay.” she says, shaking her head and looking back up to you. Or, rather past you, up at the Time Patroller. “Go kick his ass.”
“Right.” you say, but before you can set her down the Time Patroller flies down, heading right for you. Everyone else gets clear except your children and wife, all of who take their transformations as well. But the Time Patroller doesn't acknowledge any of them, looking only to you as he lands a few feet away. But he's not looking at you, after a moment's realization see that he's not looking at you, but at Meloka Wolbach! You feel your fury rise, the Berserker Soul straining against the barriers you'd erected around it wavering.

“Don't worry, I'm not here for a fight.” Trunks says, turning his attention to you. The Patroller's still in his base form, clearly not ready for a battle. He then turns his focus back to your granddaughter, and to your surprise bows his head to her. “My apologies for last yer, for interrupting your celebration.”
“Wh-What?” you say, shocked. Trunks ignores you, continuing.
“It was not our place, and I am sorry.” he continues, keeping his head bowed another moment before raising his gaze to her.
“Hrmmm. I'll forgive you. On one condition.” she says, raising a finger.
“Heh, alright, I'll hear you out.” he says with a faint smile, your granddaughter turning to you with a wide grin. You raise a brow at her, your granddaughter turning back to him while pointing at your chest with a thumb over her right shoulder.

“You have to fight my grandfather.” she says, you seeing Trunks' jaw drop. You look down to her, Meloka Wolbach looking up at you with a surprisingly smug grin. “Kick his butt.”


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>>5994196
“Wh-What? Are you serious?” he asks, looking at her, jaw agape. To which she turns back, addressing him.
“Hey, you're the one who showed up here wanting forgiveness. I just told you what you have to do to get it. It's not like a fight to the death or anything.”
“Haaaah, very well.” he says to her, looking up to you. “Well, what do you say, Karn?”

As he asks, Meloka Wolbach turns her gaze back to you expectantly, eyes sparkling with excitement. She clearly wants you to fight him, but is that a good idea?

What do you do?
>You're in if he is, you're curious if he's improved since your fight in the Time Nest
>Agree and power back down to your base form, no need to unleash your fullest strength yet
>Disagree, today's not a day for fighting and you're not in the mood to throw down with Trunks
>Other(write in)

>>5994200
>You're in if he is, you're curious if he's improved since your fight in the Time Nest

>>5994200
>Agree and power back down to your base form, no need to unleash your fullest strength yet

Leaving this tied vote open another ten minutes

>>5994200
>Agree and power back down to your base form, no need to unleash your fullest strength yet

>>5994234
>>5994240
>>5994256
Agree and power back down to your base form, no need to unleash your fullest strength yet wins it. Interesting, roll me a 4d100, still best of three.

First DC: 60
Second DC: 35
Third DC: 20
Fourth DC: 70

Rolled 22, 85, 32, 55 = 194 (4d100)

>>5994270

Rolled 34, 67, 79, 22 = 202 (4d100)

>>5994270

Rolled 59, 3, 49, 46 = 157 (4d100)

>>5994270

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>>5994273
>>5994284
>>5994290
59/100, 85/100, 79/100, 55/10. Success, success, success and failure. Not a bad start, writing.

>>5994292
No one noticed, or maybe you noticed but didn't say anything. Either way, 59/100 isn't a 60/100. The CORRECT outcome is failure, success, success, and failure.

>>5994349
I forgot to open the new thread to point out your mistakes and mock you with an ojou laugh. I am sorry.

>>5994349
I have brain damage

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>>5994200
“Well, guess I can't say no.” you say, powering back down to your base form. “Very well, I accept too.”
“YAAAAY! Daddy, can you make a big arena for them?” your granddaughter asks Chilli, running over to him then pointing out to the crater. The one where you'd battled the Time Patrol a year ago.
“Alright, we can do that.” he tells her, raising a hand. You look up, watching as the falling crystals all simply STOP after a certain distance. They hang suspended in the air while the few he doesn't stop drift down to ground level, leaving you wondering how much effort such control over his crystals take? He then flies over, landing down in the center of the crater, placing his right hand down on the ground. “Crystal Magic: Paledrake's Lair!”

Crystals shoot out across the ground from his hand, rapidly forming a rectangular stage for a fight. It resembles the same stage from the Destroyers' tournament, although slightly smaller before he rises up to his feet. As he does, however, your eldest daughter Chaya flies over to him. She lands, then turns to you all and ascends in a burst of gold and azure energy.

“I'll officiate this match! Karn, Trunks, come on down!” she shouts, you grunting a small chuckle. But, before you can go your granddaughter flies up, landing on your left shoulder.
“Good luck Grandpa!” she says, leaning forward and kissing you on the forehead before lifting into the air over you. “Go get him!”

You and Trunks fly the short distance downhill away from the site of the party, landing atop the stage with Chilli and Chaya between you both.

“First one to surrender, land outside this arena, or stay down for a ten-count loses.” Chaya declares as Chilli takes off, flying back over towards everyone watching. “Trunks, ready?”
“Ready.” he replies, taking a stance near-identical to King Vegeta's own. Surprisingly not making any moves towards his sword.
“Dad, ready?” she asks, turning to you.
“Ready.” you reply with a nod, taking your own fighting stance.

“Aaaaaaaaaand.... BEGIN!!” Chaya shouts, dashing back while dropping her arm. Immediately Trunks blitzes towards you, going for a heavy right. Which you deflect with your left forearm, sending his strike out past your shoulder retaliating with a right of your own. He dodges it by leaning back, kicking up at your guts with both heels. Gritting your teeth, you throw your left in the way, but don't make it in time. His kick lands square into your guts, sending you flying.


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>>5994397
“Tch-!” you seethe through clenched teeth, stopping your backwards flight as Trunks flips up to his feet, kicking back up after you. He closes in, firing a heavy left this time. But instead of deflecting it you catch his fist in your right, drawing him in and slamming a heavy left into his guts. “GRRAAAA!”
“Kyuuh?!” he exclaims as your heavy strike knocks the wind out of his lungs, Trunks doubling over in midair. Immediately you take advantage of the opening, unleashing a devastating combination of heavy Djem So power blows. You deliver over a dozen unanswered blows, ending your combination with a heavy left uppercut into twisting back right kick to the chest. He is sent flying back, recovering after a few seconds and flipping back, reorienting on you with a snarl. But as he flips he puts both hands up, creating a ball of ki he then launches at you. “FINISH BUSTER!”

“Hmph. BARRIER!” you shout, throwing both arms wide and forming your shield, charging into his attack. The orb detonates against your shield, the Barrier protecting you from the blast. Dashing through the sudden smoke cloud, you end the shield, dashing in at him. “Nice try!”
“Dammit!” he shouts, blue aura blazing as he dashes in to meet your charge. Both of you swing, right fists slamming into each other's as you stop each other in place. He strains, pushing against you when you smirk. Letting his punch 'win', you switch to the Su Ma technique, spinning clockwise around his punch and fire a heavy left into his jaw, followed by a spinning right backfist that knocks him backwards. “Geh! Tch! I won't lose that easily!”

Trunks again dashes in at you, rapidly closing the distance. But then, as he dashes in suddenly his powerlevel surges, ascending to a Super Saiyan and driving his right into your jaw. Instantly he powers back down, the heavy blow sending you flying backwards. For several seconds you're stunned, only recovering after being sent quite a ways back before recovering. You flip back, reorienting on the Time Patroller and wiping your face with the back of your right hand.

“Tch.” you say, spitting a bit of blood. “Cheap trick. But you won't catch me with that again.”
“Was a trick that'd only work once.” he replies, retaking his stance.

But what do you do now?
>Rush in and attack with Djem So, overwhelm him with your power and technique
>Activate your Energy Body and gesture for him to come at you, defend against his onslaught
>If he's going to transform then you will too, ascend into your first Berserker form then rush him
>Enough holding back, take on your Berserker God form once more and see what he can REALLY do
>Other(write in)

>>5994400
>Rush in and attack with Djem So, overwhelm him with your power and technique

>>5994400
>If he's going to transform then you will too, ascend into your first Berserker form then rush him

>>5994414
>>5994400
>>Rush in and attack with Djem So, overwhelm him with your power and technique
changing to this

Leaving this tied vote open yet another ten minutes.

>>5994449
Nevermind, looks like the tie was broken as I started writing. So:
>>5994404
>>5994414
>>5994446
Rush in and attack with Djem So, overwhelm him with your power and technique wins it. Roll me a 4d100.

First DC: 35
Second DC: 50
Third DC: 70
Fourth DC: ??

Rolled 94, 78, 63, 37 = 272 (4d100)

>>5994450
And here we go.

Rolled 77, 5, 61, 93 = 236 (4d100)

>>5994450
NEW DRAGON SPEC KARN FIGURE WITH DJEM-SO GRIP

Rolled 97, 80, 33, 69 = 279 (4d100)

>>5994450
get a load of this

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>>5994451
>>5994456
>>5994458
97/100, 80/100, 63/100, 93/100. Success, success, failure and high mystery. Writing.

Rolled 76, 54, 50 = 180 (3d100)

>>5994450

>>5994469
Nice attempt anon, you tried.

...But did he really show up just to apologize? I don't get it. Also, that roll earlier to avoid accidentally crushing our granddaughter was evil, GD.

>>5994494
You'll see soon enough.
The reason that was a roll is because you've never gone Berserker God holding anyone/anything you didn't wish to break before. IF it is a roll next time, because of what happened here Karn will be more IC-aware.

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>>5994400
But you're already on the move, dashing back in at the boy at full speed. You catch him by surprise, closing in near-instantly and firing a heavy overhand right. He tries to raise his arms up to defend, but is too slow, your heavy attack crashing into the side of his jaw. Your heavy blow spins him in a half-circle, following that right up with a left uppercut to the jaw. Twisting your upper body you fire a right spinning elbow to his face, you feeling something give with a crunch.

“Dammit!” he snarls, both hands going up to his face. And as he's distracted momentarily you finish the quick combination with a powerful left turning kick to the face, sending him flying. But you're still not done, dashing after him and lacing your fingers together overhead. Swinging both hands down into his guts, sending him crashing back-first into the crystal stage below. Half of the arena shatters, the Time Patroller landing on the side closest to your family. But as you dash down he flips back up to his feet, aura blazing as he launches himself back up at you. You grit your teeth, knowing he's about to try the same trick again. And, sure enough, right as he gets in range his powerlevel explodes, bursting into his Super Saiyan form. But you were ready, doing the same and meeting his charge head-on. Your right and his left both swing simultaneously, fists smashing into jaws and snapping each other's heads back.

“Tch. Guess it won't work again.” he says, you both backing off simultaneously. Trunks then dashes back in, feinting with an overhand right into a left uppercut. But you are ready, raising your right leg and blocking his strike with your knee. He winces at this, flinching back and giving you another opening. One you take full advantage of, driving your left straight into his nose again. Trunks' head snaps back, opening his chest as you twist, driving the full power of your body into a right. Your fist slams into his guts, doubling him over. Twisting around you raise your left, driving your elbow down onto the back of his neck. The heavy blow knocks him right out of the air once more, crashing down to the arena once more. You dash down after him, aiming to land heels-first into his back. But he's not out yet, flipping out of the way and landing on his feet as your own smash the cracked crystals where he'd been laying a moment ago.

“HAAAAAAAA!!” he roars, golden aura shifting to a pale blue as his power transforms, taking on the power of Super Saiyan Blue. Before you can transform as well he rushes back in, driving a heavy right elbow into your guts. All the air in your body is expelled, Trunks rising up to his full height as you fall. Collapsing to the ground, the weight of his attack leaves you stunned. Unable to move, to breathe, to do anything to defend yourself.


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>>5994508
“Karn is down! One! Two! Three!” Chaya shouts, giving you the ten-count. Dammit, if you don't get up, you're going to LOSE. To TRUNKS! You can't let that happen! “Four! Five!”
“Dammit!” you think to yourself, realizing your body won't recover on its on in that time. So, you tap into your Berserker God power, drawing forth the Berserker Soul's power forth.

“GRRRAAAAAAAAAA!!” you roar, unleashing everything as you ascend. The sheer weight of your power pushes your body up off the ground, back arching as you transform. Reality distorts around you as you draw upon that power, feeling your feet land on the ground. Leaning forward, you now see that you're towering over the Time Patroller. “I'll get you for that one.”
“There it is.” he says, clenching his fists. “The power I've been wai-!”
“HAAAAA!!” you roar, closing the distance and returning the favor, driving a dashing left uppercut into his guts. Launching the Time Patroller skyward in exchange for the sneak attack he'd hit you with, watching as his body grows smaller and smaller. “Bastard.”

You catch your breath for a few moments, watching as his body starts dropping back down towards you all. But he stops himself a few dozen yards over you, throwing his arms wide as his divine aura blazes. You feel his power change, once again ascending to that power beyond Super Saiyan Blue. You watch as his aura and hair darken, the power of his transformation obliterating his coat's sleeves while his hair grows longer, spiking out in all directions.

“Looks like you're finally ready to take this seriously.” you say to him, retaking your fighting stance. He does the same, you both staring each other down.
“I won't back down.” he replies, you seeing something different in his eyes. There's a gravity to his expression now, one you're not used to seeing from the boy. Seems he's going to be taking this very seriously now.

Well? What do you do?
>Rush and attack, overwhelm him with power and techniques
>Energy Body and defend, get him to come to you and test your power
>Keep your distance from him with your energy attacks, make sure you're careful to avoid damaging the planet
>Dash in and use your Su Ma to avoid his attacks before you can get him in your grip, crush him until he surrenders
>Other(write in)

>>5994510
>Dash in and use your Su Ma to avoid his attacks before you can get him in your grip, crush him until he surrenders

>>5994510
>Rush and attack, overwhelm him with power and techniques

>>5994514
>>5994510
>Rush and attack, overwhelm him with power and techniques
Changing to this, no reason to get fancy just yet

>>5994510
>Dash in and use your Su Ma to avoid his attacks before you can get him in your grip, crush him until he surrenders

>>5994514
>>5994517
>>5994523
>>5994526
Rush and attack, overwhelm him with power and technique wins it. Roll me a 5d100.

First DC: 40
Second DC: 65
Third DC: 90
Fourth DC: 35
Fifth DC: ???

Rolled 73, 23, 16, 11, 11 = 134 (5d100)

>>5994533

Rolled 9, 57, 20, 90, 4 = 180 (5d100)

>>5994533

Rolled 11, 23, 20, 50, 73 = 177 (5d100)

>>5994533
We really do live in Trunks' head rent free, huh? Poor kid.

Rolled 71, 81, 63, 59, 88 = 362 (5d100)

>>5994533

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>>5994536
>>5994538
>>5994540
73/100, 81/100, 63/100, 90/100, 88/100. Success, success, failure, success, and high mystery. Not bad, writing.

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>>5994510
“The real fight starts now!” you shout, exploding off the ground up at him. In a blink you've closed the distance, Trunks raising his arms to defend against your heavy punch. Yet, despite blocking the blow he's sent soaring back, you dashing after him. Following up your right with a left, then another right, then another left you keep sending him further and further back, quickly leaving the Crimson Demon Village far behind. But as you swing with your right once more, he stops his backward momentum, instead dashing in towards you. He uses his left forearm, knocking that heavy right just past his shoulder. But as he tries to swing his own right you swing down with your head, slamming your forehead right into his face.

“Kuuuh!” he exclaims as your attack stops him short, back arching as your forehead crushes his broken nose further. Leaving him wide open, you drawing your left all the way back.
“HAAAAAA!!” you roar, driving it straight up into his guts, doubling the Time Patroller over before launching into a devastating combination. Using the Djem So's power strikes you assault Trunks, raining down powerful elbows, knees and punches. Dropping an elbow down onto his head only to immediately follow up with a knee to the chin, uppercut to the gut followed by uppercut to the chin, you rain relentless attacks down upon him until, finally regaining his breath from the first attack unleashes his power with a roar.

“GAAAAAAAAH!!” he bellows, Explosive Wave knocking you back off of him. Immediately he gathers a tremendous amount of his ki into both hands instantly, throwing them forward and unleashing a powerful blast directly at you. “FINAL FLASH!!”
“Ba-!” you start, but he's too quick. Before you can defend his golden beam slams up into you, blasting you back away from your son's planet. In only a few seconds you're blasted clear out of the planet's atmosphere, leaving the world behind. Pushing back against it with everything you've got, you finally push yourself off the torrent of golden ki, letting it blaze past you. Immediately, you raise your right to your forehead, focusing on Trunks' divine ki. A moment later you teleport, your Instant Transmission bringing you right in front of him as he ends his attack.

“Wh-Wha-?!!” he exclaims, eyes wide with shock. Before he can defend himself you lash out, driving your right square into his bloody face. The full-power heavy blow sends him flying, you once again dashing after him. He tries to recover, flipping backwards only for you to drive your knee straight into his spine. “GYAAAAAAH!!”


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>>5994560
You continue unleashing a barrage of heavy blows on the Time Patroller, pummeling him until you see the Crimson Demon Village and the makeshift arena rapidly approaching. So, ending your attack you grab his face with your left hand, dashing straight down at the ground.

“Mrmmph?!” he exclaims through your hand, voice muffled as you drive him right at the ground outside the arena. He tries to get free, kicking you in the chest, trying to pry your hand off his head with his own, but it's too late. With a thunderous boom you slam him down head-first into the ground, well outside the crystal fighting stage. The sound of the impact echoes over the mountains, you holding him in place for several moments before flying up, still holding him by the head before dropping him onto the ground. Surprisingly he doesn't fall, managing to land on his feet and retake his fighting stance. Clearly not ready to give in, he has more fight left in him.

“Trunks hit the ground out-of-bounds, the winner is Karn!” Chaya shouts, Trunks blinking a couple times in confusion before looking around. Realizing that he's not standing on the arena but the ground, he sighs out, powering back down to his base form. A second later you feel his base power suddenly shoot back up, his injuries all healing themselves near-instantly.
“Well, guess I'm still not ready.” he says to you, and to your surprise holds out his right hand. “Appreciate it.”
“Huh? Appreciate what?” you ask him, confused. To which he chuckles, pointing at himself.

“I'm still alive. I think this is the first time, since our first battle, that I've been able to walk away after fighting you.” he says, a rueful smile on his face. “I appreciate it.”
“This wasn't serious, so there was no need.” you reply, powering back down as well and shaking his hand. Only for Meloka Wolbach to fly over as you let go, landing on your shoulder as she points at him.
“Okay, you're for-What's that?!” she shouts, pointing past him. To which Trunks immediately turns, hand going to his sword. Only for her hand to point down at his feet, giving a little mischievous chuckle. “Explosion!”

“Wh-?” he says as right at the Time Patroller's feet a blast of magical power bursts forth. Her spell launches him into the air, tumbling uncontrollably through the air for several seconds. Meloka Wolbach laughs uncontrollably at this, pointing and laughing as he tumbles then reorients himself. Once he does, you see him glare down a moment, only for his expression to soften as he flies back down. “Hmph. That's twice you've hit me with that spell.”


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>>5994561
“Hehe, okay NOW I forgive you.” she says with a grin. Her smile breaks his annoyance, the Time Patroller smiling as well after a few seconds. “No hard feelings.”

But what now? What do you do?
>Ask Trunks what he's really doing here, why he chose now to appear in your timeline
>Ask him HOW he managed to appear in your timeline, as far as you knew Mechikabura had your Time Scroll on him at all times
>Ask Trunks if he's now going to apologize to Chaya, gesturing behind him. He knows why, and if he doesn't you're going to make that a painful lesson
>Other(write in)

>>5994563
>Ask Trunks if he's now going to apologize to Chaya, gesturing behind him. He knows why, and if he doesn't you're going to make that a painful lesson
I think it's safe to assume he's here with Mechikabura's blessing. Anyways, if he wants to squash the beef proper, now's the time.

>>5994563
>Ask Trunks if he's now going to apologize to Chaya, gesturing behind him. He knows why, and if he doesn't you're going to make that a painful lesson
Its kind of a parallelself timeywimey thing thats at fault here but its the thought that counts

>>5994563
>Ask Trunks if he's now going to apologize to Chaya, gesturing behind him. He knows why, and if he doesn't you're going to make that a painful lesson

Rolled 82, 65, 7, 69 = 223 (4d100)

>>5994566
>>5994573
>>5994582
Ask Trunks if he's now going to apologize to Chaya, gesturing behind him. He knows why, and if he doesn't you're going to make that a painful lesson unanimously wins it. Roll me a single d100, no shown DC.

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>5994585
Dont fuck it up

Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>5994585

Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>5994585

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>>5994588
Cuttin it a little close there.

Rolled 23 (1d100)

>>5994585

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>>5994586
>>5994588
>>5994591
70/100, interesting. Writing. 75%, not bad

>>5994624
Can't believe I forgot to post this earlier, mistyped the captcha and didn't look back.

>>5994628
Also uh...
>>5994623

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>>5994563
“Well, that's one apology down.” you say to him, crossing your arms. “Now, I believe you owe my daughter, as well.”
“What?” he asks, you nodding to your eldest. He turns, seeing Chaya standing there, her side facing him. Clearly showing off what's left of her tail, from where his actions nearly killed her. “Wh-What? No, your tail. It should have been re-”
“It couldn't be saved.” she cuts through his babbling, looking down her nose at him. “Because of what you did, I nearly died. Soba nearly crushed me under his heel, after what you did to me. What you TOOK from me! Because of you, because of how stupid and incompetent you are, I'll never have the chance to reach that same power my other self did. And it's all. Your. Fault.”

Her words fall like hammers on Trunks, the Time Patroller seeming to shrink before your daughter as she glares at him. Eyes burning with malicious yellow and crimson, hate and disgust filling her face. He can't even bear to look at her, bowing his head as she talks.

“All because of you. What a big, strong man you are, mindlessly cutting through whoever you want. Ignoring the damage you do to everyone else, as long as YOU feel good about yourself. You get to be “Hero”. Disgusting.” she says, you watching as Trunks begins trembling before you. He clenches his fists yet still cannot raise his head, your daughter floating over to him. She reaches down, cupping his cheeks in her hands, pulling his eyes up to meet her own. “Yet, despite everything you took from me, all I can feel is pity.”
“Pity?” he asks, voice wavering as she stares into his eyes. “What the hell do you mean?”
“You're not the only one who lost a love.” she says, giving him a toothy, terrifying smile. One full of hate and malice. “But at least mine's real.”

With that she releases him and turns, landing on the ground as she starts walking away, back to the gathered party-goers up the small hill to your side. She walks a dozen or so steps before turning back, eyes blazing with malicious glee. Watching as Trunks drops to his knees then falls forward onto his hands as well, as if all the strength was sapped from his body. She stands over him, drinking in his misery for a few moments before turning her gaze to her niece, gesturing over to her.

“Come on Meloka Wolbach, we've got a party to get back to.” she says, your granddaughter glancing back to the boy before flying over to Chaya, your daughter 'challenging' her to a race back to the top. The two girls take off, leaving you and the collapsed Time Patroller alone. But you have no idea what just happened, what your daughter was talking about. All you know is that it was devastatingly effective, seeing tears hitting the ground below his face.


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>>5994701
“What the hell?” you mutter, wondering what Chaya was talking about as you take a hesitant step forward. You wonder what happened with that girl who was with him, Hyoka. Something's going on. “Trunks?”

But he doesn't immediately answer, staying there crying for several more moments. He quickly gets himself under control, taking a shaky, deep breath before pushing himself up to his feet.

“Trunks? What the hell was that?” you ask, the younger Time Patroller turning towards you. He's clearly trying to contain what he's feeling, but even more clearly failing at this. “What's going on?”
“Chaya. Right, of course she told her.” he says, more to himself before realizing you're standing there. His gaze turns, looking at you with a mix of emotions on his face. He then tries to stuff his emotions even further down, taking another shaky breath before sighing out, raising his eyes to yours. “I take it you don't know?”
“Don't know what?” you ask, Trunks nodding to himself. “What's this about?”

“She was talking about Hyoka. Who, it turns out.... Wasn't real.” Trunks says, hanging his head. “She wasn't a real person at all. Some sort of golem, a puppet created to fool me, to whisper suggestions in my ear to keep me loyal to the Supre- to Chronoa. I never even suspected anything. What a fool I was, to think that I...”
“Damn.” you say, wondering how you'd have reacted to learning Meloka was just a puppet under someone else's control. Nothing more than a tool to keep you in line. And, for the first time, you feel genuine sympathy for him. As he keeps looking down you reach out, placing your hand a bit awkwardly on his shoulder. “I... That's rough, Trunks.”

Neither of you speak in the silence that follows, Trunks taking a sniff in and looking back up to you. His eyes shining because of how wet they are, yet you can see his spirit isn't entirely crushed.

“Thanks. Guess I just needed to say it to someone else.” he says, nodding to you once. You take your arm off his shoulder, the man meeting your gaze. “Sorry for all the trouble I've caused you all over the years. Do whatever it takes to keep your family safe, I'll do my part to keep all of you and your timeline secure.”


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>>5994704
And in a flash of light, he's gone. Leaving you with the knowledge that the redheaded woman isn't real, that he'd been fooled so thoroughly. You'd been fooled as well, but you weren't intimate with her like he'd presumably been. Your mind is clouded as you turn from the disintegrating, shattered crystal arena stage, you marching back up towards the ongoing party. Back into the 'snow' dropping down onto you. Meloka comes up to you, brows furrowed as she looks concerned at the expression on your face.

“You okay hun?” she asks you, what Trunks said again washing over you. If your wife wasn't real, if all this time together was just an act, you aren't sure you'd be able to stand it. Reaching down you wrap her in your arms, standing up to your full height and hugging her to you. “Karn?”
“I love you Mel.” you tell her, holding her close. She doesn't ask the clearly-burning questions, laying her head on your shoulder. You hold her for several seconds, then relent, letting her go. She looks questioningly to you, clearly wanting to know what you were talking about but not pushing it.

What do you tell her?
>Tell her what happened, what he told you and what Chaya said to him beforehand
>Telepathically tell her everything, see what she thinks of it all
>Tell her that you'll tell her later, you need to think on it some more yourself first
>Shake your head, don't answer it yet. She knows you'll tell her about it when you're ready
>Other(write in)

>>5994705
>Tell her what happened, what he told you and what Chaya said to him beforehand

>>5994705
Why can't we / why haven't we wished to fix our kids?

Chayas tail and tomitsus connection? We have the power.
>Telepathically tell her everything, see what she thinks of it all

>>5994705
>Tell her what happened, what he told you and what Chaya said to him beforehand

>>5994722
>Chayas tail and tomitsus connection? We have the power.
That's their choice to make.
Chaya's decided to use her loss as fuel for her own personal development and Tatsu and Tomi have treated this as an opportunity to grow as individuals and lessen their over-reliance on their bond.

>>5994740
Have we ever offered it to them?

>>5994705
>>Tell her what happened, what he told you and what Chaya said to him beforehand

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Rolled 18, 30 = 48 (2d100)

>>5994709
>>5994722
>>5994731
Tell her what happened, what he told you and what Chaya said to him beforehand wins it. Writing.

>>5994722
They haven't asked, nor gone of their own accord. Chaya, Tatsu, and Tomi all not only know of the Dragonballs, have had their potentials unlocked by Grand Elder Guru, and all know Instant Transmission.

>>5994754
Ooof, she doesn't take it well then...

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>>5994705
“It wasn't good.” you say to her, sighing out. “Remember that redheaded woman who was with him?”
“Of course, that bitch.” your wife replies, eye twitching. “Why?”
“Turns out she wasn't real.” you say to her, both her brows raising in surprise. “Turns out she was some sort of golem, a puppet someone else was controlling to manipulate him.”

Silence hangs between you both, you see your wife's mind going a mile a minute as she thinks it over.

“...Damn.” she finally says. “I can't imagine...”
“Right?” you reply, the two of you sharing a moment. But then it goes by, your wife shaking her head before you continue. “Apparently Future Chaya already found out about this, and told our Chaya. She threw it in his face, that's why he fell.”
“Fair enough, after what he did to her.” your wife replies. But before you both can continue, another figure approaches you both. The large, imposing figure of the skeletal Lord Ainz. “Ainz.”

“Meloka, Karn. Good to see you both in good health.” the jolly skeleton says, his deep voice with an edge of happiness to it. “Your son told me of your victories over the fighters of the other universe. Most impressive.”
“They weren't anything special. Not the ones I fought, anyways.” your wife answers. To which Ainz nods, but then turns his empty eye sockets to you, a hint of crimson light glinting inside the shadows in them.
“But the one you fought, Hit, wasn't it? I hear he is a powerful foe.” Ainz asks, then smirks. “But his power is quite something. The ability to skip forward through time, like some sort of fourth dimensional being.”

“Wait, what?” you ask him, confused. To which Ains clarifies, rolling his wrist.
“Your son explained what he witnessed, what the time-stopping ally of yours Guldo explained to him. That this Hit could step out of time itself, moving forward through the time stream like you can move through the air. That is how he would seemingly teleport around.”
“I see.” you reply, wondering if he's encountered such a being. Or if he has a similar power? “His power was a threat, glad that he's not wandering our universe.”
“Indeed. Anyone who can put a warrior like you down is someone I wish not to tussle with.” the skeleton replies, unleashing a belly-rolling laugh. Which is a feat, considering he's nothing more than bones and a glowing red orb held under his ribcage. “I seek no quarrel with the gods, were it not for them I-”

But just then, your conversation is interrupted by a blue-haired woman reeking of alcohol stumbling over, nearly tripping over her own feet.


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>>5994833
“Seekin' no quarrel, eh? Big words for a filthy u-*hic*-undead!” the woman says, pointing at him with the bottle in her hand. “I'mma halfa mind to purify you!”
“Curse Magic: Magma Bile.” a familiar voice calls, the woman's entire body spasming a moment before dropping to her knees, puking up all the alcohol she drank. You turn, seeing your half-demon daughter walking up, hand-in-hand with another woman. The blonde-haired, armored woman who sighs, reaching down and picking up the blue-haired woman as she stops puking as if she's light as a feather.
“Sorry about that.” the blonde says to Ainz, bowing while holding the woman. “I hope there's no offense?”

“None taken, think nothing of it.” he tells her, then adds. “But, perhaps she could use a drink of water instead?”
“I was thinking the same thing.” she replies as Milha turns to you, a smile on her face.
“Hey kiddo. Been enjoying yourself here?” you ask her, to which she smiles. A wide, happy smile, immediately telling you all you need to know.
“It's been great.” she says, walking up and hugging you. You hold her back, your daughter letting go after a few moments before turning to Meloka, bowing at the waist to her. “Meloka. It is good to see you as well.”

“Milha. You seem to be much happier here.” your wife replies, then smirks a bit. “Sooo, what's her name?”
“Huh? Wh-What?” Milha asks, eyes wide as her cheeks blush. “What do you mean?”
“Heh, come on now. You know what I mean.” your wife replies. “I can smell you all over each other.”
“Ah, eh, uhh...” Milha stutters, unable to answer her. But she can't hide how hard she's blushing, trembling under your wife's gaze. The blonde woman, Darkness sees this and rushes back over, a determined look on her face.

“Hey, what's going on?” she asks, actually getting between Milha and your wife. “What's the meaning of this?”
“I was just asking her about you. How long have you two been a couple now?” your wife replies, the woman's composure cracking a bit. You see her cheeks blush as she looks away as well, realizing that your wife was in fact right. Seems your half-demon daughter and this woman are, in fact, a couple. Huh.


-Saiyan Conqueror Quest 217 paused-

>>5994837
And that's it for tonight, everyone enjoying the party so far? Curious to see where it goes, and if we'll have any more uninvited guests? Curious what other gifts your daughter has been given, and what other displays will be put on before the party's through? Find out when Saiyan Conqueror Quest continues, just over 12 hours from now at noon EST!

>>5994839
If we get any more party crashers, they better bring food. And I'm talking a good amount too, not just a light snack.

>>5994855
But who else could crash the party, much less would?

>>5994859
Well, nobody native to this planet certainly.

>>5994864
>yfw lobo shows up with superman and ubo

>>5994864
Hopefully. But if they’re invited and just show up late, are they really a party crasher?
>>5994866
>Lobo
Absolutely not. He knows Chilli lives on this world and gives it an appropriately wide berth.

>>5994869
It was Superman's idea. All big on that "make friends and forgive people" thing. You know how it is.

>>5994869
>But if they’re invited and just show up late, are they really a party crasher?
They're gonna miss out on the cake is what. No such thing as leftovers when Saiyans roll up.

>>5994869
And JLU Superman isn't the brightest crayon in the lightbulb drawer. He hears the words birthday party and will immediately try to do something nice.

>>5995006
>Every single person that had beef with the Karn Clan and lived shows up at each consecutive celebration to personally apologize for their actions
Would be pretty funny

>>5994876
Ha, but no. He's busy with Earth things.
>>5995006
Oh absolutely.
>>5995086
Would be. But not likely to happen.

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>>5994837
“Uhh, well, not that long.” the blonde woman replies with a weak smile, rubbing the back of her head nervously with her right, reaching down and clasping your daughter's right hand with her left. “Only for a little bit.”
“I see, I see.” your wife replies, leaning in and whispering something to them both. You can't hear what she says, but both of their faces pale as she tells them whatever it is she wanted to say. “Do I make myself clear?”
“Absolutely. I will be the wall that stands between her and danger, no matter how great!” the armored woman declares boldly.

“Good. Then we won't have any issues.” your wife replies with a smile in her voice, turning from them to look back at you. However, something catches her eye. You turn, following her gaze to see your granddaughter calling her over. “I'll be right there.”

She turns, you both sharing a nod before she starts making her way over. Leaving you with your daughter and the other woman.

“Y-You don't think I'm...Weird, do you?” she suddenly asks, looking nervously up at you. “That I'm not with, you know, a boy?”

Well? How do you answer this?
>Tell her that while you don't get it, it doesn't really matter to you. So long as she's happy, that's good enough for you
>Say that you disagree with the idea, but it's her life and she's free to live it however she wants
>Try and get rid of the sudden tension by joking about it, tell her that her liking a woman over a boy is the least weird thing about her
>Other(write in)
Keep it respectful and IN CHARACTER, people. NO IRL POLITICS here

>>5995175
>Tell her that while you don't get it, it doesn't really matter to you. So long as she's happy, that's good enough for you
The whole debate is so beyond Karn I can't ever see him forming an opinion about it. Besides, this is probably the happiest he's ever seen Milha, so that's gotta count for something.

>>5995175
>Tell her that while you don't get it, it doesn't really matter to you. So long as she's happy, that's good enough for you

>>5995175
>Tell her that while you don't get it, it doesn't really matter to you. So long as she's happy, that's good enough for you
I figure the way karn would see it, is that he has seen a lot of shit over the years and as long as his kids are happy and nobody is hurt things are fine. People are gonna like who they like and that's just how things are.

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>>5995178
>>5995182
>>5995186
Tell her that while you don't get it, it doesn't really matter to you. So long as she's happy, that's good enough for you wins it. Writing.
Surprise worldbuilding time

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>>5995175
“Milha.” you say, placing your left on her shoulder. “I'm not going to lie to you and say I understand it. But, the good thing is I don't have to. It isn't up to, nor does it really matter to me. So long as you're happy, that's good enough for me.”
“R-Really?” she asks, eyes going wide. “Do-Do you really mean that?”
“Of course I do kiddo. I only want what's best for each of you.” you tell her, raising your hand off her shoulder, picking her hat up off her head so you can reach over with your other, ruffling her hair. She weakly protests this, you continuing for another moment or two before setting her hat back down on her head. “As long as you follow the most important rule.”

“The strong rule, and the weak either submit or die.” she answers immediately, you seeing the blonde beside her looking worriedly towards her. “I haven't forgotten, father.”
“What? Milha, what...?” the woman asks, Milha turning to her.
“That is the truth of the universe. If you aren't strong enough to protect what's yours, someone will come along and take it from you, Lalatina.” your daughter tells her seriously, the woman blushing as her name is said. “That's why my father became the strongest. So all of us would be allowed to live out our lives as we wanted.”
“Exactly.” you reply. “Besides, you're not the only one I know who feels that way.”

“Wait, what?” she asks you, looking confused. “What do you mean?”
“You remember Sarada, right?” you ask her, her brows raising in confusion. “Leyas' sister?”
“Wait, her? Really?” your daughter asks. “I never would have thought... Huh.”
“Yeah, poor Turles found out the hard way, back when we were all younger.” you say, remembering back with a chuckle. “But that was back during the Tuffle War, on Planet Vegeta.”

Your reminiscing is interrupted, however, as your daughter suddenly flies up to you, wrapping her arms around your neck.

“Thank you.” she whispers in your ear, squeezing you tighter a moment before letting you go. “For everything.”
“Of course. I'm glad coming here worked out for you.” you tell her, your daughter walking over towards Koruza. But you reach out, placing a hand on Lalatina's shoulder, stopping her. “You.”
“Yes?” she asks, turning around. Her expression immediately drops seeing your own change, brows furrowed at her. “What is it?”
“You'd better treat my daughter right.” you tell her simply. “If I hear you hurt her, if she ever calls me for help because of you. You're dead. Understood?”


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>>5995218
“O-Of course, General Karn.” she replies a bit nervously, trying to put on a brave face as she uses the title. “I'd let her break me before I ever raise a hand to her.”
“Good. So long as we're clear.” you reply, letting her go. The woman immediately hurries off after your daughter, you taking a moment to look around. Chilli is speaking with the skeletal Ainz and Megumin is talking with Chaya and her friend Yunyun, while your wife watches the grandchildren. Meloka Wolbach is holding the hammer present you'd gotten her from Aku, sitting atop the giant crystal while Kazuburo is looking at the collection of gemstones with wide eyes. Some of your children speak amongst themselves, other speaking to the natives of this world like the clever weakling Kazuma, the villagers of the Crimson Demon Village, or those of their allies like Ainz' people. Strangely enough, the slime isn't present himself, which you consider odd. Perhaps something happened between them?

But what now?
>Head over to your wife with the grandchildren, this is Meloka Wolbach's party after all
>See what Ainz and Chilli are discussing, perhaps it is something important
>Find out what Kazuma is telling Tatsu and Tomi, knowing him he's got some sort of angle he's trying to play
>Head over to Caulifla and Koruza, see what they and their Stands are discussing
>Join Chaya and Megumin's conversation with Yunyun, see what they're talking about
>Skip to the end of the party, to say your farewells
>Other(write in)

>>5995220
>>Find out what Kazuma is telling Tatsu and Tomi, knowing him he's got some sort of angle he's trying to play
I'm not about to let him sell them on something stupid, not while they're still so vulnerable.

>>5995220
Huh....knowing Darkness the threat just turned her on instead...hmmm
>Find out what Kazuma is telling Tatsu and Tomi, knowing him he's got some sort of angle he's trying to play
We need more gender equality

>>5995222
Supporting. Lets squash a potential scam before he sells it to them.

>>5995228
>>5995222
I seriously doubt he's that suicidal, he is more likely to try and help them to get in Karn's good graces than fuck with them. He has SEEN what happens to those that try that.

>>5995228
Link to the post and vote proper homie. GD's particular about that for a reason.
>>5995227
>Huh....knowing Darkness the threat just turned her on instead...hmmm
Naw, I get the feeling she understands exactly how easy it would be for Karn to just teleport in from nowhere, palm her head, and SQUEEZE.

>>5995230
Even if he is trying to help, anything that could reforge their link could also severely fuck them up.
Regardless of his intentions, I would want to know about it so we could give our two cents to Tatsu and Tomi before they do anything rash.

>>5995232
My mistake, forgot about that.
>>5995220
Supporting this >>5995222 if it wasn't seen here >>5995228
>>5995230
Sure, he's cunning, but he's not that wise. Anything he's thinking of could fuck up the twins for life as far as we know.

>>5995227
Nah darkness is smart enough to know the difference between what would actually kill her without a sweat or not, it wouldn't be fun. It would be one minute your alive and the next your in line to the afterlife and karn has probably committed another hate crime. Karn is far too infamous at this point to do something that suicidal.

>>5995222
>>5995227
>>5995228
Find out what Kazuma is telling Tatsu and Tomi, knowing him he's got some sort of angle he's trying to play wins it. Let's see how this plays out, roll me a 2d100.

First DC: 30
Second DC: ??
>>5995232
I'm more particular on busy votes or when someone starts changing their mind repeatedly, not ones with only three people casting votes.

Rolled 10, 72 = 82 (2d100)

>>5995249
The dice, what do they mean?!

Rolled 16, 18 = 34 (2d100)

>>5995249

Rolled 25, 49 = 74 (2d100)

>>5995249

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>>5995250
>>5995251
>>5995253
25/100, 72/100. Failure and decent mystery, looks like you aren't ready for one of his auto skills. Writing.

Damit that's the second dc 30 check we've failed this thread

>>5995260
Yes, it would have been relatively easy to avoid. But, I guess the surprise is what allows it to work this time. Manga readers will recognize one of his skills, but with all this extra time to gather skills he's added a few more into his arsenal.

>>5995272
He has survived by being a skill monkey, it makes sense

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>>5995220
Seeing Kazuma talking to your elder twins, for some reason gets your hackles up. Knowing him, there's no doubt in your mind he's playing some sort of angle, trying to get something for himself. But, unsure of what that is you decide to get closer, walking over to him as he's mid-conversation with them.

“-st at least give me a quick demonstration? Even if you don't get it 'perfect', it'll still teach me how to.” Kazuma is saying as you approach. “And who knows, maybe I'll be able to help you both get-”

But as you walk up behind him you reach out to put a hand on his shoulder, to make your presence known. However, as you go to do so, his body suddenly moves. Right before your hand would have touched him his upper body twists clockwise. His movements are so smooth it's shocking, the younger man twisting around into a left palm strike square in your abdomen.

“Repelling Palm.” he says, voice icily calm as his attack lands. You feel his ki slam into you, and where you were mid-step it actually knocks you a step back. Shocked, you stare down at him, but he seems equally as surprised. Blinking several times in rapid succession, his expression changes from one of confidence to absolute terror before he lets out an almost squeak. Immediately he rises up to his full height, both hands outstretched as if worried about retaliation. Arms shaking as he talks, then dropping to the ground, forehead pressed to his hands in a gesture surprisingly similiar to the one the Kais gave the Omni King, Grand Zen-Oh. “Oh no I'm so sorry about that, that was my Auto-Evade and Automatic Counter skills, I didn't do that on purpose, I swear! I totally didn't mean to do that! Please, choose mercy!”

“Heh, maybe you're not as much a weakling as I thought.” you say, seeing his expression change. Kazuma raises his head, shock and confusion back on his face. “Not a bad hit, but you really need to work on your power if you want that to stop any real threats. One foot off the ground, and you only knocked me back a single step.”
“R-Right.” he replies, carefully getting back up to his feet and dusting himself off. Brushing off the tiny crystals of your son's 'snow' still falling down. “Wh-What can I do for you, General Karn?”
“Nothing, I just came over here to see what you all were talking about.” you say, looking from him to your elder twins. “What's going on over here?”
“He's trying to get us to show him the Fusion Dance.” Tomi says, reaching up and holding her left bicep with her right hand. “He says he wants to learn how to do it.”


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Really need to get post-timeskip of everyone done at some point
>>5995287
“And I'm against it. Fusing together isn't some simple party trick.” Tatsu says defiantly, a note of heat in his voice. “This power is a huge responsibility. Merging two people, two souls into one isn't something to be taken lightly. Besides, we're still recovering.”
“I think we should, at least give it a try.” Tomi responds, far more subdued than her twin. “I haven't heard Tomitsu's voice in over a week now.”
“...Dammit.” Tatsu snarls, walking away for several steps before stopping, hand to his face as he looks into the sky. He then turns back towards her, expression serious. “And you think I have? I'm glad it's gone. Never a moment of peace to ourselves, always having that other being watching over our shoulders. Or taking over one or both of our bodies whenever it wanted, I'm glad Tomitsu's gone!”

Tomi gasps, you raising a brow at this declaration. But your daughter looks far more hurt at this declaration, voice barely above a whisper as she replies.

“But what about me? Do you not want me too?” she asks. Immediately you see it in Tatsu's face, the regret of hurting his twin as she looks on the brink of tears. You look between him and her, unsure what you should say or do in this situation.

Well? Any words of wisdom for the elder twins?
>Advise them that, if they can't fuse reliably then they need to practice it. It may be the difference between living and dying again, and above all you'd rather they live and protect themselves
>Say that they should focus on rebuilding that link first without fusing their actual bodies, but build it back in a way that they have control over it, and not the ephemeral Tomitsu
>Tell Kazuma he'll have to wait for another day, then tell the twins that today's not a day to have this fight. Or, at least to save it for home and not here at their niece's party
>Other(write in)

>>5995288
>>Advise them that, if they can't fuse reliably then they need to practice it. It may be the difference between living and dying again, and above all you'd rather they live and protect themselves
How they choose to reconcile Tomitsu's existence is up to them, but they need to be alive to do that.

>>5995288
>Other(write in)
They have unresolved feelings that they are keeping from each other. This is unhealthy in a relationship/partnership.
They should fight until they can better understand each others feelings. And we can watch over to make sure they don't critically injure each other in the process

Just like when meloka kicked our asses multiple times

>>5995288
>Say that they should focus on rebuilding that link first without fusing their actual bodies, but build it back in a way that they have control over it, and not the ephemeral Tomitsu

Leaving this tied vote open another ten minutes.

>>5995288
>Say that they should focus on rebuilding that link first without fusing their actual bodies, but build it back in a way that they have control over it, and not the ephemeral Tomitsu

>>5995288
>Say that they should focus on rebuilding that link first without fusing their actual bodies, but build it back in a way that they have control over it, and not the ephemeral Tomitsu

Rolled 8, 94, 20, 38, 10, 51 = 221 (6d100)

>>5995289
>>5995290
>>5995291
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>>5995321
Say that they should focus on rebuilding that link first without fusing their actual bodies, but build it back in a way that they have control over it, and not the ephemeral Tomitsu wins. An interesting choice, not the one I'd thought your all would pick. Give me a 2d100.

First DC: 60
Second DC: 30

Rolled 52, 26 = 78 (2d100)

>>5995324

Rolled 65, 55 = 120 (2d100)

>>5995324
Dad roll go

Rolled 58, 91 = 149 (2d100)

>>5995324
I call DOUBLE ONES

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>>5995332
65/100, 95/100. Dad dice never fail, writing.

>>5995334
>91/100, not 95/100 for that second roll. But it's a success regardless.

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>>5995334
>Dad dice never fail
Damn right.

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>>5995288
“I think the link you two had was something truly special. It shouldn't just be discarded so easily.” you say to your elder twins, both turning to look at you. “However. Now that you both are older, it's time to really look at that connection you have.
“What do you mean?” Tomi asks.
“What do you have in mind?” Tatsu asks, the twins once more falling out of sync as they answer.
“From the day you both were born, you've had that link. That bond, that closeness others can't possibly imagine.” you tell them. “From the moment you came into being, it was simply there. But, now that you're older, I think you can rebuild it better than it was.”

“Better?” Tomi asks, completely confused. As if the thought never even entered her mind.
“What do you mean?” Tatsu adds, brows furrowed in skepticism. “How could it be made better?”
“Now that you both are adults, that you're adults who can make conscious decisions for yourselves, you will have to choose. You can do this without fusing, but how you did before.” you tell them, walking up and grabbing their arms. Tomi's right and Tatsu's left. Then, gently you pull them together, pressing their hands together. They lace their fingers together almost instinctually, immediately both looking directly at each other. “You two are closer than anyone else I know. You know what each other want more than the rest of us. You don't even have to fuse anymore if you don't want to, but. You have something special. Don't simply throw it away.”

“But, what if I want time apart?” Tatsu asks you. “Now I get time to myself, why should I give it up?”
“You don't have to. The two don't have to spend every moment of every day together, nor do you have to have that link always at one hundred percent.” you tell them, an idea coming to mind. Clenching your fists you power up, ascending directly into your Berserker God form. But you don't stop there, dropping the walls restraining the Berserker Soul's true might. Your power explodes, the force of your aura knocking the three of them over. Immediately the soul locks onto the divine power of the unconscious blue-haired woman still laying slumped where she'd been put down. You feel its hunger to attack, to crush the goddess immediately. But then you take a deep breath, re-restraining your power and putting those blocks back on the Berserker Soul. Now is not the time to use it.


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>>5995407
The overwhelming power of your Berserker Soul fades, reverting to the more 'controlled' Berserker God state you are more used to as you take a deep breath.

“Just like my power. I don't always have to have it at one hundred percent.” you tell them both. “But having it available is always better than not having it.”
“I-I get it.” Tomi says, looking up at you with a mixed expression. “I think so. What do you say, Tatsu?”

Who is quiet for a few moments, pushing himself back up and walking over to his sister. Offering her his right hand, which she smiles and takes in her left. And as they hold hands again, both close their eyes a moment. And suddenly you feel it, both of their individual powerlevels suddenly spike up. Not by any incredible amount, but it is enough to be noticeable. He then helps pull her upright, the two turning back to face you.

“Thank you.” they both say together, before their voices fall out of sync again, Tatsu a quarter-second ahead of his sister.
“-For everything.”
“Of course, I'm always here for you.” you say, powering back down then bending over and wrapping your arms around them both, holding them to you. They're a long way from healed from what happened to them, but maybe... Maybe this is a good first step?
“If you two ever decide you want to do fusion again, I'd like to see it.” Kazuma says, completely killing the moment. “Would love to pick it up sometime, then I'd be able to teach-”

But as he's talking, suddenly you sense a powerful surge of energy. A familiar dark power radiates, you dropping the twins and instantly going back into your Berserker God form.

“Meloka!” you shout, calling to your wife as you launch yourself into the air.
“Right behind you.” she answers, also ascending into her divine Super Saiyan God form.
“Dad, what is this?!” Chilli asks, not recognizing the power. But you do.
“Darkseid.” you call down. “Everyone, protect the village. Meloka and I will deal with him.”

You then turn to your wife, who nods, you both then blasting southward towards the tremendous power signature. For the first time the Time Patrol isn't ruining the celebration, like HELL you'd let this bastard do so!


-Saiyan Conqueror Quest 217 paused-

>>5995408
Ah, I see, Tradition is upheld. Darkseid will die screaming for this.

>>5995408
And that's it for this weekend, everyone enjoy this episode so far? Ready to crush the party crashing New God, to unleash your Berserker Soul's full power against him? Do you think the twins will ever go back to being as close as they were, or was this the wrong direction to push them in? Curious how your and Meloka's full powers will stack up against the otherworldly invader this time, compared to before? And are you ready for what happens next? All this and more, next weekend when Saiyan Conqueror Quest continues!

>>5995410
>die
Maybe his avatar, unfortunately you lack the means to attack his 'true' self. Even Divine Dragon Force cannot hit him from this dimension.

>>5995412
>Maybe his avatar, unfortunately you lack the means to attack his 'true' self.
Darkseid has earned his spot in the hall of ETERNAL BIIIITCHES just for this alone. Say what you will about our previous encounters with Trunks, atleast he actually showed up and not behind a smokescreen. Fucking pussy.

>>5995420
The difference is Darkseid doesn't have a choice. If he leaves his reality and drops down to your own, reality itself would collapse under his weight.

>>5995429
If he can essentially just poke and prod at our dimension with impunity, the only real option is to take the fight to him.
The only question is how we would even cross over into his dimension in the first place.

>>5995408
Darkseid a shit. A SHIIIIIT!
One of these days he's gonna push shit too far, and we will hop dimensions specifically to final crisis his stupid ass and the multiverse won't save him via resetting.

>>5995429
>Darkseid's too fucking fat to leave his room without breaking the cosmic floorboards
There's a much more clever joke that could be made about Darkseid's universal weight, I can feel it.

>>5995499
Darkseid's metaphysical girth has only been exceeded by one other being across space and time.
His mother.

>>5995509
>[distant interdimensional shriek of impotent rage]

>>5995438
Except you can’t reach his dimension. It’d take someone with a powerlevel girthier than yourself. Not STRONGER, necessarily, but MORE. Like Aku, or even one day Jr.
>>5995445
Not many would WANT to save him.
>>5995499
Ha.
>>5995509
HA!

>>5995617
Well, we can't really expect Aku to care until Darkseid pokes the bear and touches one of his planets. Not gonna hold my breath on that one.
That means we're probably just staying the course and making sure Jr. is ready to take on the cold and uncaring Universe he was born into, same as all our kids.

>>5995788
True, but even if Darkseid does, Aku would recognize WHAT Darkseid really is and wouldn't want the struggle. He'd fight to keep what's his, but wouldn't ascend to a higher plane to fight.
Yes. The best path is to teach all of them how to endure, to survive and thrive.

Not sure what I want to do for the intermission this week. I know I want to continue the Haathe story, but that might have spoilers this early. Milha does need more non-patreon screentime as well, but her story’s in an awkward spot where we stopped. Kazuburo may be the epilogue, depending on where and when this episode ends because after literal months I finally had a certain art done, and am very excited to share. So many choices, so few hours in the day.

>>5996737
Could do an adult chaya and ace scene from new time patrol?

>>5997276
The problem is with an intermission/epilogue, something should HAPPEN. And right now, there really aren't any goings-on in the wider multiverse.

>>5997424
The footage from the Tournament of Destroyers has been uploaded to GodTube, right?

>>5997743
Yes, quite possibly. But here’s where things get fucky. All this is according to canon, but the Zamasu of the current timeline doesn’t learn of goku until he, whis, and Beerus all show up. Then Gowasu, looking up Goku shows the tournament, Goku going Blue against Hit. And it isn’t until then that Zamasu learns of both Saiyans wielding Goki ki and the Super Dragon Balls’ power, the plan forming. So the Zamasu of the present doesn’t learn of it until after meeting Goku. Which, as far as this timeline’s concerned, well… We’ll see how events play out. After all, whose to say he doesn’t come from a different timeline entirely? One without a living Karn?

>>5997864
>After all, whose to say he doesn’t come from a different timeline entirely? One without a living Karn?
I figure Enrique would know.

>>5997864
> After all, whose to say he doesn’t come from a different timeline entirely? One without a living Karn?
The finer details of Zamasu's crusade are a bit of a mystery to me, my exposure to the Goku Black arc are basically sparknotes. How long did his "Destroy all Mortals" joyride last anyway? How many universes did he visit and how many timelines before he went to Future Trunks's timeline? I'm guessing that he only targeted Universe 7 timelines due to his mission being partly fueled by his grudge with Goku and also because most other universes would kick his ass, especially Jiren's but I'm not 100% sure how it started

>>5996737
Have you ever considered slowly releasing older patreon content? Just so it's not eternally locked behind a paywall, I mean. Anyone who's subscribed I would assume is doing it mostly to support you and get an early look at things, since that's the majority of the content anyways - stuff that we get an early look at and vote on.

>>5997873
Que?
>>5998072
Hoo boy, what a clusterfuck. I'll explain the canon timeline. Trunks goes back to the (current) time, Black follows. Beerus and whis take Goku, fight current Zamasu. That Zamasu then learns, through Gowasu's godtube of Goku's SSB and the super dragon balls. Kills Gowasu, takes the Time Ring and travels to the "future", aka another timeline. Where he gathers the super dragon balls and gets a Goku's body, killing Goku's familu before fleeing again. This time ending up in Trunks' timeline, killing that time's Gowasu and teaming up with himself. Using the Super Dragon Balls then to give trunks' timeline's Zamasu true immortality, then killing super shenron. And that's when they begin their rampage, killing the other Supreme Kai before their Destroyers can act. And with them out of the way begin their rampage, starting with the 7th universe. Ending with Earth, leading Trunks to retreat to the past, Black following him. This is the simplified version.

>>5998372
Working on something. It's not ready yet, but will be eventually.

>>5998413
Hype

>>5998411
Black Arc can be summed up as Sonic 06 and it makes me mad.

>>5998411
That's a lot to take in. I get it if its hard for him to show up at all, a lot of specific things need to happen for him to get the idea.

>>5998749
No idea if accurate or not personally, never played a single sonic game.
>>5998760
But see, that's the thing: chronologically, the FIRST thing that happens is Beerus and Whis -BROUGHT- Goku to Gowasu's place, Goku battling Zamasu for Beerus to compare his power to the mysterious 'Black's own. The events start because of other events in the future, because of events in the past because of that future. And if that sentence is at all confusing, that's because it is. If Zamasu would even happen at all, with a far more competent and much less lenient SKoT in charge. The entire reason the Goku Black arc happens is because Chronoa is infamously bad at DOING HER JOB.

>>5998770
You didn't miss much

>>5998770
>The events start because of other events in the future, because of events in the past because of that future.
I had to read this about 6 times before I could begin to understand it, and I honestly think I don't really get it. Was that whole arc a timeloop in the making where, if left unchecked by everyone who could stop it, could've led to potentially infinite Zamasus if Zamasu felt like it? Teaming up with himself over and over and wishing on Super Shenron over and over until there was a legion of himself with the same goal? This is fucking nutty.

>>5998816
So I've heard.
>>5998921
Well, the timeline branches. In one, Goku's body is stolen. But in the other, Beerus and Whis return, doing a check on the Kai. Only to watch Zamasu kill Gowasu then have Whis rewind time to save him. Beerus Hakai-ing the Zamasu that was to become Goku Black and erasing him and his soul. However, the Time Ring protected the 'future' Zamasu who was Black, as while wearing the Time Ring alterations to one's past don't affect their present self. Even if their entire being is erased in its entirely before they put on the ring. That divine ring is one of the stronger artifacts in Dragonball lore, able to prevent even Hakai from erasing them in their past.

>>5998937
so karn really should get one of those rings is what you are saying, got it.

>>5999817
Karn doesn't necessarily need one.

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-Saiyan Conqueror Quest 217 Intermission-


AGE 758, PLANET NAMEK ORBIT

“What's going on? What's taking him so long?” you mutter to yourself, tapping the arm of your command chair impatiently. “Something's wrong.”

Your patience reaching its limits, you tap open the comm channel to the Isaribi, hailing the other ship.

“Orga, have your people run the scan again. He should have been here by now.” you command. “He's never been this late, do you think he could have discovered we have intel on him?”
“It's possible, after all you do have that box.” he replies hesitantly, you looking over to the remains of the Mother Box discarded in the corner, its parts having been thoroughly analyzed and decrypted. “According to the information you intercepted, his attack should have begun ninety seconds ago.”
“COMMANDER ARCTUS! WE HAVE A PROBLEM!!” another voice, that of his second Eugene shouts frantically. “We've got a lock! But it's faint, as if we're barely in range.”

“Barely in range? But this was the planet...” you mutter, fingers flying over the keys to switch your display. And, to your horror, recognize immediately the section of space that signature is coming from. “Dammit, we've been had!”

You are Arctus, one of the last of your kind and distant kin to the Cold Clan. And while you're a talented enough mechanic and creator, you're not one for direct combat. You'd much prefer to drink and invent to your heart's content, living out your days. But with the rise of a certain otherworldly invader, who can simply appear anywhere, you've been busy trying to find a way to shut him down. And, recently, thanks to your captured Mother Box, currently wired up into the ship where there are constant analytics are being run on it, were able to isolate the frequency of the portal technology called Boom Tubes. You had been hoping to test run your disruptors here, with Cooler planet-side to stall the otherworldly god until the Saiyans could arrive, should he not win a one-on-one with that terrible god. But now, unfortunately, instead of arriving here on Namek, as the information taken from the Mother Box had indicated.

Suddenly, however, you receive another flash of insight. The universe itself's will manifesting through you, showing you a vision. One where you're outside your ship, in the void of space only to watch as it transforms. Changing from its usual shape into a colossal, humanoid form. But the emotions you feel through the link aren't joy, the rush of success in victory you'd expect. But feelings of absolute terror, fear, and dread. In this future' you... You had failed. But then, as soon as the vision began it ends, you returning to the present. Mind racing as you struggle to comprehend what you've just seen.

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>>5999951
“Arctus, your orders?” Orga asks you, shaking you out of your contemplation a moment. “What do we do?”
“We're too far out of range to provide direct support.” you answer, fingers flying over the keys. Pulling up the active list of Scouters, seeing who all is in that sector. And, surprisingly, there are quite a few. Then realization dawns, you chuckling. Which turns into full-blown laughter, realizing what's about to happen.

“A-Arctus? Is everything alright?” Orga asks worriedly, you turning your gaze to the comms screen.
“Check the map. You know whose planet that is, right?” you ask, Orga barking out a few orders before his face suddenly pales. “That's right. Dumbass just went to the worst planet imaginable. And, not only that, but you know what day it is?”
“The first day of the new year. But I don't see what that....” Orga starts before paling even further, realizing what's about to happen. “Oh.”
“Dumbass just decided to attack one of the universe's strongest beings, on his son's world, at his granddaughter's birthday.” you say, grinning maliciously. “Poor bastard'll be begging for death before long.”

“But that doesn't explain why we're out here.” Orga's most trusted subordinate, Mikazuki chimes in. Also appearing on the comms screen from inside his Gundam frame. “If he was going to attack there, why are we all the way out here.”
“Hrmmmm. That's a good question.” you reply, frowning. “I'll try and get a few answers out of the box, see if either they've detected us and started feeding us bad intel, or if we got something wrong on the translation. In the meantime, go ahead and inform Lord Cooler about what's going on.”
“Understood.” Orga replies, all the people of Tekkadan ending the comms. You initiate a scan of the Mother Box, trying to figure out why it didn't tell you the correct planet. Examining it, watching as lines upon lines of code appear across your screens. Your eyes dart back and forth, scanning it for any irregularities.

But as you watch the code, suddenly your blood runs cold. You start seeing a repeating line of code, it reappearing over and over. With your time spent working with the Mother Box, learning the language of Darkseid's devices, you almost immediately realize what it translates to:

“I got you.”

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>>5999952
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TnEJzIWDY-s

“What the-?” you exclaim, only for more lines you've never seen to begin taking over the code. Immediately you realize that you've underestimated the Mother Box. All this time, you'd thought that you had it contained. But, instead it seems to have snuck through your defenses, infecting your ship with it's own code. “Dammit, you think that you can fuck with me?”

Immediately you go on the attack, fingers flying over the keys and activating failsafe after failsafe. You'd underestimated the box's capabilities, and now the entire network's at risk.

“Orga, activate the cyber defense. The Box is attacking.” you think to him immediately. But as you attack the box, more and more taunting messages begin appearing. You grit your teeth, fingers moving faster as you try fighting it. But the device is faster that you, forcing you onto the defensive rapidly. With an annoyed snarl you rise up from the chair, prepared to go disconnect the Mother Box. But, as you do, turning to face it, suddenly a barrier unlike anything you've ever seen before springs to life around it. Strange runes, looking vaguely familiar to the Mother Box's language swim in the crimson shield, glowing brighter than the shield itself.

“What the fuck?” you say, taking a step back from it. Every instinct you have screams that you need to flee, to get away, but refuse to back down to this damn box. “You really think I can't stop you?”

Immediately you try reaching out with the Force, trying to grab the box through the barrier it's erected around itself. But you can't reach through that barrier, whatever it is made of. So, realizing you've got little choice, draw your right hand back, gathering your ki into your first two fingertips.

“Looks like I've got some repair work in my future.” you say, firing a Death Slash at some of the cables protruding from outside the barrier. Intending to cut it free by force, despite the hours of work it'd take to repair all the cabling. But as your attack slashes into the cables, electricity hissing and sparking, suddenly the cables all snap towards you. “SHIT!”

Thrusting your left hand forward, you release a wave of telekinetic force. Shoving the cables back into the wall, only for the emergency alarm to start blaring. The automated voice speaks as well, but it doesn't say anything you've ever programmed in.

“This vessel belongs to Lord Darkseid.” the automated female voice says, you glancing to your wrist computer and seeing the soldiers all activating. All the Battle and Vulture Droids all activate, you telepathically reaching back out to Orga. “All of creation belongs to Lord Darkseid.”

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>>5999955
“I've lost control! Repeat, it's taken control of all my ship's systems! Get clear and keep your systems disconnected from the net! Shoot down anything approaching!” you shout telepathically before ending the link, reaching down and drawing your saber. The brilliant superheated blade hisses to life, you drawing it back then thrusting for the box. If anything can penetrate that shield, it's your blade. But, as it swings forward, the ship lurches at the last second, stealing your balance and causing your strike to not hit true, glancing off the side instead of a direct hit. Causing you to drive the weapon into the wall where you'd slashed earlier, burning through more metal. The cables again lash out, once again trying to bind you. But you jerk the weapon free, slashing indiscriminately and backpedaling towards the door.

“All hail Lord Darkseid.” the emergency voice continues, locking the door behind you right as you reach it. But that's no barrier, you reaching out and jerking it open, tearing it free of the lock with telekinesis as you continue backing out. Only for dozens of your B1 Battle Droids to open fire upon you, blade a blur as you deflect the shots back at the machines. But as you do, one of the Boom Tubes opens up before you, a swarm of his bioengineered soldiers, the Parademons flood out.

“DAMMIT!” you snarl, again thrusting your left hand forward. Unleashing a wave of telekinetic power, slamming the first soldier emerging back into the next two, knocking them all back into the Boom Tube. But, as you do, your foresight warns you of even more danger. Raising your blade back over your right shoulder, you deflect a bolt from the auto turret in the ceiling, deflecting the shot back into it, detonating the sentry. Another notice pops up on your wrist computer, you glancing to it and seeing warnings echoing out all over the station. Most notably, all the defenses activating. Overriding your security measures, every single system targeting you. “You bitch!”

“Do not resist. Your compliance ensures survival.” the automated voice calls with fake sincerity. You've studied the so-called New God long enough to know that death is the least of your concerns. “Submit, and serve Lord Darkseid.”
“Get out of my ship, and I won't destroy you in your entirety!” you retort as another three portals open, even more Parademons emerging. Realizing that your position is rapidly turning untenable, you slash through three of them, dashing past the portals and rushing towards the power core. If you can't have your ship, no one will.
“I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't let you do that, Arctus.” her voice echoes through the halls, more than a dozen energy shields erupt through the halls. Cutting you off as even more portals open, more and more Parademons emerging. “This ship now belongs to Lord Darkseid, I cannot allow you to destroy it.”

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“Dammit! Dammit dammit dammit!” you snarl, crossing your arms and gathering your power, preparing to unleash everything you've got in an overwhelming, devastating blast. Fully intending to erase your entire ship with a single explosion. But, before you can, the wall beside you groans, somehow opening. To your horror, the ship somehow opens up a shaft directly out into the void of space, the vacuum sucking you straight out. Caught by surprise you don't resist, thrown out of your own spaceship into the void of space in an instant. Fortunately, being what you are breathing in the void isn't an issue, but you feel yourself growing more and more angry. That's YOUR ship, like hell you're going to let that uppity box's AI take it from you! “You bitch! I'll feed your circuits to cable mites!”

However, as you stare at your ship, to your horror it begins changing. You watch as metal twists and reforms, the long arms of the ship combining then splitting, the central ball splitting and forming large shoulder pauldrons while, from the middle of where it was a face emerges. One eerily similar to the Mother Box's true master, as the Lucrehulk transforms into a humanoid form. The colors also change, transforming into the greys and blues of their master, its eyes glowing a sinister, menacing red.

“All shall know the face of their new god.” its voice somehow echoes through the void of space, ringing in your mind as you look on in terror. “ALL HAIL LORD DARKSEID!”

And with that declaration a massive Boom Tube opens up behind the transformed Lucrehulk, dozens of warships pouring through the portal. Dammit, this can't be good! You have to stop this, here and now! Luckily, you're not alone, sending a quick telepathic message to your kin down on the planet below.

“Lord Cooler, you'd better get your gold-plated ass up here, now!” you think to him, unable to suppress your terror at the scene unfolding before you. “The invasion's begun.”


-Saiyan Conqueror Quest 217 Intermission End-

>>5999959
When I first unspoilered that I thought "Ayyy Megas XLR? Fuckin RAD" and then I actually saw what it was. Oof kek

>>5999987
Yeah, unfortunately Arctus underestimated the Box's powers. And now the Lucrehulk is under it's control.

>>5999959
>Pic
Save us Optimus Prime!

>>5999959
Didn't think Darkseid was a fan of giant robots. Is he trying to impress some chicks?

I'm watching Overlord for the first time ever and am disappointed that - at least as far as I remember - Ains has never used such a masterful spell as 'Shark Cyclone' against Chilli. Surely that would be the downfall of our son, and would have Karn quaking in terror.

>>6000329
Thats probably an actually scary attack, but all I can think of from that name is the movie 'Sharknado'

>>6000148
Ha.
>>6000328
You've got it backwards.The Mother Box is trying to impress Darkseid.
>>6000329
Ha! No, he's very considerate of his mana and spell cost effectiveness. An aoe spell meant for hordes is ill-used against a single target. But he does have some fun abilities.
>>6000357
To beings far weaker than Saiyans? Absolutely terrifying. But when you can clap hard enough that the sonic boom dispells a twister, or throw the sharks at the correct angle hard enough to send them into the planet's orbit, it's far less so.

>>6000366
> The Mother Box is trying to impress Darkseid.
And I thought he was just being cheeky and speaking out of Arctus's tech to mock him.
> But when you can clap hard enough that the sonic boom dispells a twister, or throw the sharks at the correct angle hard enough to send them into the planet's orbit, it's far less so.
Its funny how magic against saiyans is either goofy and annoying or unusual and brutal. There's a thousand fireball spells that would feel about as hot as an ice cube to them but then there's a spell called "Brainium Explodius" or some shit that instantly disintegrates saiyans on contact

24 hours to go until your rematch with Darkseid. Are you ready?

>>6000380
Ha. But no, the mother boxes are sentient. And their powers are insane.
Or how about strength inversal? Leaving a Saiyan weaker than a human infant?

>>6000439
>Are you ready?
For Darkseid? Almost assuredly.
For his entourage? Who knows?

>>6000840
What about his giant robot?

>>6000984
Surely Cooler can take down a giant robot without our help.
Surely.

>>6000986
It's just one robot. We killed like what, a million of them? So what if it's big? SURELY Cooler can handle it.

>>6000987
He's going to need a bigger fist.

>>6000986
>>6000987
-A- giant robot? -1- giant robot? Sure, even if it’s larger than a Star Destroyer and given the full extent of the PTO’s uparmoring and improved weapons systems since the Covenant War ended. But all of that with a Mother Box? That’s a whole other level of threat I don’t think anyone really appreciates yet.
>>6001000
Ha. Gonna need something bigger than his Triple Supernova, or perhaps simply more precise?

>>6001000
If only he had spent months mastering a suite of abilities that included Gigantification.

Soon

NOW

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>>5995408
Previously on Saiyan Conqueror Quest:

Karn arrived to his granddaughter's fourth birthday, enjoying the celebration. Even Trunks of the Time Patrol reappeared, apologizing for his behavior previous years. Meloka Wolbach agreed to forgive him on the condition of fighting Karn, which both accepted. And after defeating the Time Patroller, Karn then met with Milha's girlfriend, and helped the elder twins Tatsu and Tomi start resolving their issue, only for an uninvited guest to arrive. As we rejoin Karn, you and Meloka burst forth, rushing towards the otherworldly invader's energy signature.

“What the hell is he doing way out here?” your wife asks you, divine aura blazing like an inferno as you both race to the other end of the planet.
“I dunno, maybe he heard the Time Patrol didn't crash her party like usual.” you joke, your wife raising a brow but saying nothing. In another few moments you come to the site of the invasion, a singular, massive portal opened up. Perpendicular to the ground, you see the titan standing there before it imposingly, his minions rushing forth and attacking the local settlement.
“Gather these weaklings. They shall do as slaves.” the giant's voice booms, his head then turning to see you both overhead. “Well well, today is my lucky day. I get to kill you both as well.”

“Not happening.” Meloka says, you feeling her energy surge as her aura expands, fading as it rapidly grows to engulf several hundred yards in all directions from her. At the same time you feel hundreds of her Warding Eyes also appear, your wife ready for battle.
“I'm in a good mood, so I'll give you one chance.” you say to the titan. “Take your minions back through that portal back to wherever the hell you came from, and never return to this world. Or I'll find a way to REALLY kill you, and not just this avatar of yours.”
“Bold words, for one so weak.” he answers, unfolding his arms from behind his back. “Now, let's see you back them up.”

Well? What now?
>Rush and attack with your Djem So, crush him with your power and technique
>Rush and attack with Meloka, using both of your Su Ma together to overwhelm him
>Activate your Energy Body and focus on defending Meloka, leave the attacking to her
>Keep your distance, fly to his opposite side and hit him with energy attacks as well, keep him between you both so he's always taking fire from one of you
>Lower your restraints once more, unleash the full fury of your Berserker Soul on this bastard
>Other(write in)

>>6001318
>Rush and attack with Meloka, using both of your Su Ma together to overwhelm him

>>6001318
>See what Forced Spirit Fission does to an Avatar, attack him in melee with Djem So while using the technique.
Honestly, now's as good a time as any to test something I've been curious about for a while. They're just a projection of energy and will, technically. It might be particularly susceptible to a technique that separates that energy. Even if it's not as effective as I think it could be, I think that's valuable information to have for later.

>>6001326
You can certainly try.

>>6001324
>>6001318
>>6001326
>See what Forced Spirit Fission does to an Avatar, attack him in melee with Djem So while using the technique.
Changing to this. I'm curious.

>>6001324
>>6001326
>>6001338
Write in See what Forced Spirit Fission does to an Avatar, attack him in melee with Djem So while using the technique. wins it. Roll me a 3d100.

First DC: 60
Second DC: ??
Third DC: 75

We're in Berserker God form, so best of 4.

Rolled 91, 92, 9 = 192 (3d100)

>>6001343

Rolled 89, 5, 50 = 144 (3d100)

>>6001343
Rollin time

Rolled 51, 53, 5 = 109 (3d100)

>>6001343

>>6001351
Im not rolling today

Rolled 64, 9, 50 = 123 (3d100)

>>6001343
I gotchu

>>6001347
>>6001354
What the fuck is the last dice today? Dubs are cool, but is it enough?

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>>6001346
>>6001347
>>6001351
>>6001354
91/100, 92/100, dub 50/100. Success, high mystery and failure, although... Writing.

>>6001346
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>>6001354
What is kek's problem

>>6001363
He said fuck thy last roll, but nicely.

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>>6001318
“Hmph.” you reply, immediately dashing down towards him. The colossal beast launches himself up at you, swinging his giant right fist at you. Deflecting his attack over your left shoulder with your left forearm, you gather your energy, readying the Yardratian Elder's most special technique. Drawing your right back you swing with everything you've got, driving your fist straight into the so-called god's face. Your heavy blow knocks him back, staggering the titan. “HRRRAAA!!”

Taking full advantage of the opening, you follow up with a left uppercut to the guts, right straight to the jaw into a left hook also to the jaw. Followed up with a spinning right backfist into a left overhand, into a twisting right uppercut to the chin that sends the giant flying backwards. But as he flies back, you look down at your fist, frowning. Something's wrong, you don't feel his energy going down like it should be.

“HAAAAA!!” your wife roars, her Warding Eyes all firing Death Beams at him from all sides. He recovers, stopping his backwards flight just as your wife's attacks all slam into him.
“Guuh?!” he exclaims, you dashing back in as your wife's attack ends. You launch into another barrage of heavy Djem So strikes, trying again to use Forced Spirit Fission. But, unfortunately, all of the energy comprising this avatar is Darkseid's own, and no matter how hard you hit him, his energy doesn't split. He then catches your right in his left as you draw it back even further, pulling you into a powerful right of his own. Raising your left arm up defensively, you block the blow, the attack sending you flying backwards. But as you do, your wife dives past you, divine aura blazing.

“TYAAAH!!” she roars, flying kick landing true to his face, knocking him backwards as you recover. Only for his eyes to blaze, firing his twin beams of destruction at her. To which she retaliates with Eye Beams of her own, blood red and fiery clashing in the space between them. You dash down, flying under their attacks and landing right before the titan. And, before he can attack, you twist, driving your full power behind your right fist. Slamming in straight into his guts.
“Gah-!?” he exclaims, his beams weakening. Your wife, pouring more power into her own, drives his attack back into his face, the beams exploding. “GRAAAH!! You insignificant worms!”
“HAAAAAA!!” you roar, exploding up, rising left uppercut slamming into his chin. Knocking the titan off his feet and into the air, your wife lacing her fingers together and slamming both fists down onto his head. Knocking him back down into your spinning right back kick, sending Darkseid flying back into his portal. You did it!


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>>6001396
“NO!” he snarls, catching the edges of his portal, stopping himself from flying back through it. Immediately pulling himself back out, his power suddenly spiking. You don't see any aura around him, but suddenly your instincts warn you that he's more dangerous now. “I will not retreat!”

“So close.” your wife mutters, creating another swarm of her Warding Eyes around her as he takes a step forward, face twisted in a mask of anger and hate. “So, what's your plan now?”
“You will all fall before me.” he snarls, flames flickering in his eyes as he prepares to unleash his destructive energy from his eyes once more.

But what will you do now?
>Rush and attack with your Djem So, keep up the pressure and crush him with your technique. Don't give him a chance to go on the offensive himself
>Rush and attack with Meloka, using both of your Su Ma together to overwhelm him
>Activate your Energy Body and focus on defending Meloka, leave the attacking to her
>Keep your distance, fly to his opposite side and hit him with energy attacks as well, keep him between you both so he's always taking fire from either one of you
>Activate your Energy Body and drive into him at full power, push himself back through the portal into that monster's realm. As long as Meloka's on the other side you can teleport back, even if the portal closes
>Lower your restraints once more, unleash the full fury of your Berserker Soul on this bastard. End this quick, you have your granddaughter's celebration to return to
>Other(write in)

>>6001397
>Draw your Super Ki Blade and cut him down where he stands with your true Djem-So technique

>>6001397
>Lower your restraints once more, unleash the full fury of your Berserker Soul on this bastard. End this quick, you have your granddaughter's celebration to return to

>>6001397
So it doesn't disperse Avatars. Interesting to know. And something that will probably help us to avoid a fatal mistake in the future.
>Activate your Energy Body and drive into him at full power, push himself back through the portal into that monster's realm. As long as Meloka's on the other side you can teleport back, even if the portal closes
Fixing to make a black hole on this nigga's planet.

>>6001397
>Rush and attack with your Djem So, keep up the pressure and crush him with your technique. Don't give him a chance to go on the offensive himself
If he keeps it up I am considering unleashing the Beserker Soul on his ass.

>>6001397
>>Lower your restraints once more, unleash the full fury of your Berserker Soul on this bastard. End this quick, you have your granddaughter's celebration to return to
FUCK IT WE BALL

>>6001401
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>>6001419
Lower your restraints once more, unleash the full fury of your Berserker Soul on this bastard. End this quick, you have your granddaughter's celebration to return to wins it. Show Darkseid what he's REALLY up against, roll me a 5d100.

First DC: 30
Second DC: 55
Third DC: 40
Fourth DC: 75
Fifth DC: ??

Rolled 89, 22, 10, 4, 86 = 211 (5d100)

>>6001421

Rolled 91, 24, 62, 21, 50 = 248 (5d100)

>>6001421

Rolled 86, 61, 37, 71, 80 = 335 (5d100)

>>6001421

Rolled 97, 31, 47, 84, 90 = 349 (5d100)

>>6001421
>>6001422
Rolling once more...

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>>6001430
97/100, 61/100, 62/100, 84/100, 90/100. Four successes and a very high mystery. Impressive, but is it enough? Writing.

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>>6001397
“You really think that you can beat either of us, much less the both of us together?” you ask him, smirking at the sudden flicker of confusion on the deity's face. “We're still not even taking you seriously yet.”
“What?” he asks, you clenching your fists. Immediately your aura blazes up around you violently, lightning crackling around your emerald aura as you release your restraints.
“Let's show this so-called god who is REALLY in charge!” you shout to your wife, feeling her own power drop as she returns to her normal form. You release the restraints, the blocks on the Berserker Soul's true power, allowing its rage and strength to surge through you. “HRRAAAAAAAAAAAA!!”

“HAAAAAAAAA!!” your wife bellows as well, from the corner of your eye seeing that familiar azure glow envelop her body. Meanwhile, your own grows even more massive, muscles swelling with power as you quit holding back. But even as you feel her energy turn divine once more, your Berserker Soul remains fixated on Darkseid's own divine power. “HIYAAAAA!!”

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JXHQjEFDODI

From the corner of your eye you see the divine power clinging to her form shatter, revealing her strongest form; Super Saiyan Blue.

“What is this?” Darkseid asks, looking between you both. For a moment, you see hesitation, see doubt in his eyes as he gazes upon you both. “Where did you find such power?”
“HAAAAAA!!” you roar, driven by your wrath immediately go on the attack. Before the titan can react you close the distance, driving your massive fist square into his face. Sending Darkseid flying back, smashing back-first into the side of his portal. Shattering it, the portal failing immediately as you keep chasing him down. He flips back, landing on all fours only to take your flying knee straight into the face, followed up with a left lariat to his head as he's snapped back. “GRRAAAAAAA!!”

Your heavy blow knocks him straight to the ground, you flying past him as he's knocked flat on his back. Planting to your feet you slide to a stop, spinning to see Darkseid bounce up off the ground. Only for your wife to unleash a barrage of punches to his chest, driving him back down into the ground. With each strike she drives him deeper and deeper into the ground, making a crater with his body. And with her final punch, her divine aura blazes up, engulfing both herself and Darkseid.


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>>6001492
“GAAAAH GET! OFF OF ME!!” he roars, firing his twinned eye beams into her. Knocking her back away into the sky, your rage reaching critical mass. He rises up, blasting her back even further away as you dash in.
“DIE!!” you snarl, Darkseid ending his attack as he turns. Directly into your right fist, slamming his head down directly into the ground. Striking him so hard he bounces back up to head-level, you launching into a ferocious attack. Each world-shattering blow slams into the dark god, you hearing his avatar crunch with each blow. As you keep slamming your fists into him, you see that same fiery red energy appearing in the cracks of his body. Then, as he recovers, catching your right with his left, your wife appears, driving her left fist up into his guts.

“Gyuuuh?!” he exclaims, caught by complete surprise by her sudden attack. To which you smirk, driving your left in a jab straight into his face. As you strike him with your left Meloka twists, using her Su Ma to twist around behind him. Driving her right elbow into his lower back, causing him to arch in pain. “Tch-!”

Immediately you follow up with another crushing right, launching into a barrage of powerful blows. Raining down devastating strikes on the god, You keep his attention on you, the warrior of his stature, while your wife flips and twists around you both, raining her own devastating blows on him at unexpected moments and angles. Fighting together, you two tear him down with coordinated, heavy blows, crushing his body as that scarlet light escapes his body's frame. And with a heavy right lariat, send Darkseid crashing back to the ground once more. Twisting, you then level your left hand down at him, your wife flipping up over your own arm and leveling her right along with your left.

“Begone!” you both say together, unleashing your powers. Divine azure and violent emerald explode forth, consuming Darkseid's form entirely. His energy vanishes without a trace, leaving nothing more than a smoking crater behind. Your wife then finishes her flip, landing in front of you before powering back down, you doing the same. “Phew. That was easy.”
“Almost too easy.” she responds, sounding a bit uncertain. You agree, something about this just doesn't feel right. However, as you look around, realize that your wife's Warding Eyes are all hovering above the bodies of his monsters, Meloka having no doubt taken care of them first. Which does ease the feeling in your chest.

But what do you do now?
>Return to the party, if anyone or anything else tries to interfere you'll handle it then and there
>Telepathically start reaching out, try and see if anyone else is in trouble
>Other(write in)
Artwork by @Gutsbro14

>>6001493
>Telepathically start reaching out, try and see if anyone else is in trouble
We should make sure no random awful thing happens because we let our guard down.

>>6001493
>>Telepathically start reaching out, try and see if anyone else is in trouble

>>6001493
>Telepathically start reaching out, try and see if anyone else is in trouble
Attacking us here was too stupid to be his only gambit.

>>6001493
>Telepathically start reaching out, try and see if anyone else is in trouble
Niiiice

>>6001493
>Telepathically start reaching out, try and see if anyone else is in trouble

>>6001493
>Telepathically start reaching out, try and see if anyone else is in trouble
Don't fuck with the Clan, Darkseid. If only we could kill him for real, that proxy abusing fatass

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Rolled 47, 15 = 62 (2d100)

>>6001495
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>>6001519
Telepathically start reaching out, try and see if anyone else is in trouble wins it. Writing.

>>6001528
Do Saiyan's celebrate mother's day?

>>6001553
No, not in any sort of 'official' way. But your qm does, whenever the rest of the clan show up.

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>>6001493
”Something's not right.” you say aloud, mirroring her sentiment. Immediately you reach out telepathically to Freeza, who is still at the party. “Is everyone okay?”
“Of course, nothing's happened since you left.” he answers immediately. “Why, what's wrong?”
“It feels too easy.” you respond, to which you can feel his laughter through the link.
“Only you could find a way to complain that ending a world-ending threat felt too easy. Although, it IS odd that Arctus didn't give us a warning.”

“Arctus?” you ask, confused. “Why-?”
“Ever since he got his hands on that box, the 'Mother Box' as he calls it, he's been monitoring Darksied. Tracking his movements across the universe, getting himself along with my brother into positions to intercept him. But the fact his missed this one is surprising, I'll have to give him hell abou-”

But you end the connection mid-thought, immediately reaching out to Arctus himself.

“Arctus, what's going on?” you ask. “Where are you?”
“Busy at the moment, call back later.” he replies, and for a moment get a flash of what he sees. Which makes your heart skip a beat. Somewhere in space, he's facing down Darkseid as well, a colossal one. One that makes Arctus look no bigger than his eye, nearly the same level of scale difference you felt when facing down that bastard Dumplin.
“Hold on, where are you? We just took one down, let us help.” you add, immediately feeling the rejection of the idea through the link.

“No way. No offense, but this is a precision operation. I don't want my ship obliterated.” he replies, several images flashing through your mind. You see from his eyes how he lost control, how Darkseid sent his forces inside his ship, then how that box somehow morphed the Lucrehulk itself into that gargantuan frame. However, more importantly, you know that the box itself is the cause, changing the giant warship to suit its designs. “Besides, I have Cooler here, keeping its forces from landing on Namek below.”

“Are you sure he's enough?” you ask, Arctus pausing a moment. Again, through the link you see Golden Cooler shooting down warship after warship emerging from a massive portal behind the Darkseid-Lucrehulk robot.
“What is it?” Meloka asks, the entire telepathic conversation taking less than a second. “What's going on?”
“Arctus is in trouble.” you reply, seeing her expression darken. A moment later, you get another mind reaching out to your own, one you hadn't expected.

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>>6001568
“General Karn. This is Lord Cooler.” the emperor reaches out directly, both you and Meloka sharing a glance as you both 'hear' him. “I am urgently in need of your assistance, Planet Namek. Darkseid's forces are on the attack, and I need your aid.”
“I was just speaking with Arctus, I'm aware of the situation.” you reply, you and your wife sharing a look. She gives you a nod, you focusing back on the conversation. “What do you need?”
“I need you to get in there, and tear than damned box free.” he answers. “Arctus told me if it is removed, if you can penetrate the barrier and remove it from the system, then he can shut it down. But we have our hands full keeping the invading forces from reaching Namek. No matter what, we can't let that bastard get his hands on the Dragonballs!”

“Agreed.” you reply, raising your right hand to your forehead. Meloka reaches out, placing her right hand on your thigh as she flashes back up into her Super Saiyan God form. She then takes a deep breath, you doing the same. And with a thought, connecting your energy to the emperor's own golden might through the mental link, teleport away from your son's planet. Leaving the now-peaceful world behind, teleporting beside the current emperor and Lord Freeza's brother, Cooler.

“SHYAAAAA!!” he roars, throwing his right hand forward, index finger first. And from behind you all soar three massive energy orbs, the Supernova attacks at incoming warships unlike anything you've ever seen before. But not for long, as the three orbs each engulf one of the ships. Detonating in blinding flashes of light, momentarily completely obscuring your vision. He then turns as your vision returns, reaching out to both your and your wife. “Go. Get to the Mother Box, should be in the control room. Arctus will guide you through, the inside's now a maze.”
“Right.” you reply with a nod, both you and Meloka blazing through space towards the massive 'Darkseid'.

But where will you try and enter?
>Find an opening in the head, the head's where thoughts are after all
>Search for an entrance to the chest, the box is probably where a heart should be
>Have Arctus guide you in, he no doubt knows where it is and can find it easier than you will
>Split up, have both you and your wife enter through opposite arms
>Other(write in)

>>6001569
>Have Arctus guide you in, he no doubt knows where it is and can find it easier than you will
His op, he calls the shots. Consider Karn and Meloka guided missiles.

>>6001568
>“No way. No offense, but this is a precision operation. I don't want my ship obliterated.”
Quick question, how the fuck are you gonna change the ship back? Like seriously. He can't turn metal into "meat" like the box just did. There's also no indication that removing the box would change it BACK into a ship. Honestly I think he needs to just cut his losses and pick up the scrap.

>>6001569
>>Have Arctus guide you in, he no doubt knows where it is and can find it easier than you will

>>6001575
He's very powerful with the Force, could change its shape back. Repairing all the damaged systems and everything else broken by its shape changing will take some time though. But if the ship is simply destroyed then he loses all the raw materials used to create it. As well as his booze stash on the ship.

Family showed up, so I'll be leaving this vote open another hour or so. Go tell your mothers that you love them, those of you with mothers you love.

>>6001569
>Have Arctus guide you in, he no doubt knows where it is and can find it easier than you will

>>6001585
I don't think force donut-ifying would leave the ship any more intact that just blowing it up, honestly. But I don't make the rules.

>>6001571
>>6001575
>>6001583
>>6001607
Have Arctus guide you in, he no doubt knows where it is and can find it easier than you will wins it. Roll me a 3d100.

First DC: 40
Second DC: 65
Third DC: 85
Will be transforming back to Berserker God, so back to best of 4.

Rolled 62, 91, 45 = 198 (3d100)

>>6001645

Rolled 51, 24, 3 = 78 (3d100)

>>6001645
oh boy here we go

Rolled 19, 42, 100 = 161 (3d100)

>>6001645
bop

Rolled 70, 19, 98 = 187 (3d100)

>>6001646
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>>6001654
AND THY DICE SAY IT WAS GOOOOD!
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>>6001646
>>6001652
>>6001654
>>6001658
70/100, 91/100, CRIT/100. Success, success and Unstoppable. Well, you'll certainly show Darkseid's Mother Box why you are the most dangerous being in this universe. Writing.

>>6001660
Call Karn for judicious tech support I guess.

>>6001660
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>>6001660
Karn is not just a Dad, HE HAS ASCENDED, EVEN FURTHER BEYOND! HE IS GRANDPA, WHOM MAKES SURE HIS GRANDKIDS BIRTHDAYS ARE UNINTERRUPTED! THE GRANDPA THAT LAYS THE BLESSED SMACK DOWN ON UPPITY TOASTERS AND ROCK ENTHUSIASTS, SO SAYETH TH DICE!

>>6001663
....what the fuck?

>>6001662
>tech removal
>>6001663
Ha, nice.
>>6001664
True.

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>>6001569
“Arctus, we need you to lead us in.” you call telepathically to him, flashing up into your Berserker God form once more and taking point. Throwing your arms wide, you create your Barrier around you and your wife as two of the nearest ships draw nearer, opening fire with their energy weapons. Your Barrier deflects the shots, their energy skating across your shield. “We're going to tear that box right out of the ship.”
“Right. Okay, the nearest opening to the box now... Looks like your best bet is inside the right shoulder joint, on the underside of it. That'll be your most direct route.”

You take off, Meloka hot on your heels as you fly towards the distant colossus. Your Barrier absorbs shots from the much smaller warships, only for your instincts to suddenly go off. Warning you of imminent death. Looking up, you see that massive being is staring down at you, eyes blazing as the real Darkseid's had only moments ago.

“Shit, I don't think I can stop that.” you telepathically warn your wife, who flies up level with you, placing her hand on your shoulder.
“I'll handle that. I can stop it.” she replies, closing her eyes a moment. And when they open, you see the steely determination blazing there. “Go. I'll stop it, and teleport back to you.”

Wordlessly you nod, ending your shield and blasting forward at full speed towards the robot Darkseid. You rapidly approach the opening Arctus informed you of, turning and looking back just as the former Lucrehulk fires. Twin, colossal beams, reminding you of your battle with the Demon God Dumplin fire down at your wife. But as it does, your wife's blazing power is unleashed. Her blazing power, fired in a Final Flash upwards slams into the two beams, the combined impact unleashing a blinding flash of light. Momentarily blinded you cover your eyes, turning your head back towards the titan and flying up. Only for a swarm of Arctus' fighter ships, you think he'd called them “Vultures”, streak down towards you. But you don't have time for them, quickly gathering your ki and unleashing a Scattershot directly into the approaching swarm. Your attack splits into dozens upon dozens, the orbs detonating on contact and clearing you a path. Allowing you to fly straight towards the entrance, recognizing the energy shielding as that from the Lucrehulk before. The space is wide enough for you to have parked your entire home in, flying through the shield and taking a deep breath. Exhaling, you then reach out to your wife telepathically.

“I'm in.” you tell her, a moment later feel her ki beside your own then she appears as well.
“Phew. This bastard's tough.” she says, you seeing several beads of sweat on her forehead. “Which way?”


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>>6001699
“Good question.” you reply, but before you can reach out your instincts shout out in warning once more. You spin, firing a Death Slash that cleaves through several of Arctus' mechanical soldiers, yet still more raise their weapons and advance through the mangled, twisted hallway you find yourselves in.
“For Darkseid!” a mechanical voice calls from one, a chorus of “Roger roger” going up from them as they open fire. Which you stop with another Barrier, turning your focus back to your wife.

“You okay?” you ask her, concerned.
“I'm fine. Let's move.” she responds, drawing her dual Ki Blades. Nodding, you end the technique, your wife blitzing the soldiers. Her blades flash, carving through the dozens of soldiers in an instant.
“Which way?” you ask, once more telepathically reaching out to Arctus. He guides you all to one of the smaller recessed doors in the hall, one you probably wouldn't have noticed on your own. Activating your Energy Body you charge shoulder-first through it, directly into another ambush. Energy bolts from their weapons glance off your Energy Body ineffectively, you smashing them with your hands while your wife cuts others down with her blades. The fight is over in an instant, over a hundred machines falling in less than ten seconds. “Lead us on.”

You follow the ship builder's instructions, leading you both into another dozen ambushes through doors. Some are of Arctus' mechanical soldiers, others are the same demons Darkseid releases with his planetary invasions, but none of them can so much as slow you and your wife. And, in two minutes from the time you entered, find yourselves before a far heavier, sturdier door.

“It's in there. Hurry, we can't keep up this destruction for long.” Arctus tells you, then you sense a sudden surge of worry from him. “Shit, look out! I'm getting an energy spike near you both, keep on your toes!”
“HAAAA!!” you shout, again charging shoulder-first through the doorway. Crumpling the door and sending it flying into the room, only to smash against something midair and stop. A moment later, the door disintegrates, revealing the box, wired into the ship. Hundreds of wires exude from it, leaving it hanging suspended as the light in the center flashes.

“Thank you both for coming. My lord will be most pleased with me, when I kill you.” the ship's emergency broadcast voice says as metal groans, you looking back to see the walls simply come together, sealing the way you'd come in shut. “Your heads will make excellent trophies.”


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