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>>6192012
Previously on Saiyan Conqueror Quest:

After Mechikabura boosted Karn's Demon Seal to withstand the full might of the Berserker Soul, Karn trained with this combined power for a month before facing off once more with Meloka Black. Traveling through time to Marron's world, Karn, Chaya, Meloka and Marron confronted the gathered Zamasu in their own or their stolen bodies. Then, after besting a Zamasu wielding his own body, Karn faced Meloka Black one-on-one. Taking her hand from her, letting the Hakai in her past finish her off before saving Marron from another Black Chaya. Only to enter a rip in reality, traveling to a realm made entirely of Zamasu. Working with Divine Dragon Force, Karn and his Stand bested that reality, reducing it to nothing before returning back to Marron's timeline. Finishing off a final Zamasu before Marron evacuated all her people, everyone retreating from her time back to your own. And as we rejoin Karn, you and your family who'd fought, along with the man who was Marron's father in another timeline, Krillin, are all seated in a small, quaint restaurant on his planet, Earth. Catching each other up on your own battles in Marron's timeline.

“Hold on. You destroyed an entire REALITY of Zamasu?!” your daughter, Chaya exclaims, everyone else having told their own battles before you told everyone your own.
“To have the power to destroy an entire reality... No wonder everyone looks up to you the way they do.” the shorter, bald man whose name you remember is Krillin says. However, before he can continue, a familiar voice speaks up from behind you.
“That wasn't a reality, not exactly.” it says, but you barely hear its words as you surge to your feet and turn. Having not sensed Fu's approach at all, you're a split-second second from transforming and attacking him. Seeing this he holds his hands out towards you in a gesture of surrender and non-confrontation, clearly not looking for a fight. “Woah, easy, easy. Didn't mean to startle you, big guy. But I do have to say, you may have crippled every single Zamasu on not just your timeline's major branch. That was one hell of a performance.”

“What do you mean? What are you talking about?” Meloka asks, your wife's gaze steely upon the demon hybrid.
“Well, how do I explain this..?” he ponders a moment, hand to his chin before grabbing a nearby chair and sitting backwards on it. Resting his crossed arms on the back of the chair, looking to you all as he thinks. “Ah, I got it. Chaya, your power comes from Faith, right?”
“Yeah. What about it?” your daughter replies, all of you curious what Fu is getting at. But your focus is more on how he was able to sneak up on you, on ALL of you so undetected. Where the hell did he come from?


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>>6192015
“You understand how divine power works, even moreso than your mother I believe.” Fu says, you wondering when he's going to get to the point. “What is the most important factor to divine power?”
“Faith. Without Faith, divine power doesn't exist.” she replies, sounding a bit confused.
“Yes, exactly. Faith. The Faith of mortals, of the masses of the universe creates, empowers and maintains its Gods. But what does the Faith of Gods create?” Fu asks, you all going silent at the implications. Until Krillin, once again speaks up.

“Well? Are you gonna tell us, or just keep riding the suspense?” he asks, Fu seeming to deflate a little. But he then perks right back up as he begins to explain.
“The Faith of Gods, across any given reality, maintain and establish the order of reality. Keeping things like the natural laws of gravity, inertia, life, and death intact, as well as keeping the realms separate among other things. However, theoretically, if you gather enough of the SAME deity, across timelines who all believe the world SHOULD be a certain way, well...”

“Then they would somehow bring that belief into reality.” you say, Fu snapping his fingers and pointing at you.
“Yes! Well, no, but also yes.” he replies, his answer confusion. “Not exactly. See, when one of those Zamasu in a stolen body gets angry enough, they not only tear through the fabric of space and time, but cut through the line between what reality IS and what it DESIRES reality to be. When you jumped through that gap, you entered what Zamasu, ALL of the Zamasu pictured as the utopia they were planning to create.”

“THAT is what they wanted? The world they sought to create?” you think to yourself, but as you think this Chaya speaks up.
“Hold on. If dad destroyed that, then-” your daughter says, voice trailing off with understanding as Fu grins and nods.
“Indeed. Your father Karn here not only bested Zamasu, he destroyed the very IDEA of the reality they wanted to create. You not only bested Meloka Black, their single-strongest Zamasu, but obliterated their very concept of what victory would look like. To destroy them on such a fundamental level... I don't know IF Zamasu will retain the will to fight now. You did it, Karn. You did the impossible.”

Well? How do you react to this news?
>Ask if he knows where the Zamasu are hiding out, being able to take the fight to them before they can
>Sit back down and process this, this is pretty big news
>Ask how the assimilation is going, if the people from Marron's timeline are all being merged with this time successfully
>Telepathically reach out to Mechikabura, ask him if what Fu just told you is true
>Other(write in)?

>>6192016
>Ask if he knows where the Zamasu are hiding out, being able to take the fight to them before they can
I just want to talk to them.

>>6192016
>before they can return would be ideal
Whoops, dropped a few words there

>>6192016
>Ask if he knows where the Zamasu are hiding out, being able to take the fight to them before they can
This feels like the most "Karn" answer in the moment. Also lmao, really just fucked up their collective psyches didn't we?

>>6192023
You destroyed everything they aspired to. Their dream is quite literally dead.

>>6192016
>Ask if he knows where the Zamasu are hiding out, being able to take the fight to them before they can

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>>6192018
>>6192023
>>6192028
Ask if he knows where the Zamasu are hiding out, being able to take the fight to them before they can return would be ideal wins it unanimously, writing.

>we BTFO'd Zamasu so hard we mindbroke every instance of him across reality
This is very satisfying. We broke their spirits, time to break their bodies.

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>>6192016
“It's a start. But they're still out there.” you say, Fu raising a brow at you. Perhaps thinking you'd be more awed by what he told you? But either way you keep going. “If this damaged them as much as you say, then we need to ready ourselves to finish them off.”
“Finish them off...?” Marron mutters but your focus is on the demonkin before you.
“So, do you know where they're hiding out?” you ask him. “If we can take the fight to them before they can return would be ideal. They're dangerous, and the sooner this threat is taken care of, the better.”

“I'll see what I can find. I'm sure they're somewhere in your timeline cluster, and the boss'll no doubt want them gone too.” he replies, rising up out of his seat. “But either way, you're in no shape to go on the offensive right now. You and DDF both need a rest. You haven't realized just how much that took out of you yet.”
“Deedee eff...?” Krillin mutters, his confused voice barely audible over the sudden quiet you've realized has settled over the restaurant. Everyone is looking towards you all, even moreso than when you'd entered now. But they seem to be more looking at Fu than you, which makes sense. After all, you and your family look almost like these far weaker creatures while Fu, with his purple skin stands out quite a bit.

“Later!” Fu says with a wave, then simply vanishes. His ki signature entirely disappears without a trace, no slash through reality or dramatic exit, he's simply... Gone. As if he never were. Silence hangs another moment, before once more the Earthling speaks up.
“So. Who was that guy?” he asks, you turning and sitting back at the table, taking a deep breath. Where to even begin?
“He's an ally, sometimes.” Meloka says, speaking up to answer his question before turning to you. “Another time traveler. But if what he said's true, then you really stopped them all.”

“No, not yet. Whoever's behind them is still out there. And if it is who we think, this problem isn't over.” you reply, feeling a bit worried. Sure, you stopped the Zamasu today and saved Marron's people, but what now? “There are more Zamasu out there, Zamasu who need to be stopped. Before they can do to any other timelines what they did to yours, Marron.”


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>>6192060
However, before she can answer, suddenly there's a loud bang from the entrance to the restaurant, and a man shouting out:

“Alright, nobody move! This is a robbery!”

Curious, you turn, seeing a pair of men with covered faces holding some sort of weapons, one going to the counter near the door and pointing it at the woman there while the other turns their weapon on you all sitting down inside the restaurant.

“Everyone stay calm, don't do anything stupid and no one has to get shot.” he says, clearly the same one from before. He then sees you looking and raises the weapon, pointing it directly at your head. “Especially you, big guy. You may be built like a tank, but that doesn't make you bulletproof! I'll fill you with holes before you can so much as stand up!”

Well? What now?
>Use your telekinesis to rip the weapon out of his grip and pull it to you then crush it in your bare hands. See how brave he feels after being disarmed
>Reach out and grab his throat with telelkinesis, start choking the would-be bandit
>Stand up and start walking over, ready to intercept whatever sort of projectile this weapon he has can fire. There are a lot of people here who're now PTO subjects, wouldn't want them to be killed by a criminal
>Turn back to your meal, this isn't any concern of yours. If he tries anything you'll kill him easily, but there's no point getting involved yourself
>Ask the table if anyone wants to handle this before you do, if anyone accepts leave it to them
>Other(write in)?

>>6192061
>>Stand up and start walking over, ready to intercept whatever sort of projectile this weapon he has can fire. There are a lot of people here who're now PTO subjects, wouldn't want them to be killed by a criminal
Yeah? Here's a reality check

>>6192061
>Stand up and start walking over, ready to intercept whatever sort of projectile this weapon he has can fire. There are a lot of people here who're now PTO subjects, wouldn't want them to be killed by a criminal
Robbing us is one thing, but interrupting a family meal? That's grounds for the death penalty back on New Salda/

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>>6192061
>Stand up and start walking over, ready to intercept whatever sort of projectile this weapon he has can fire. There are a lot of people here who're now PTO subjects, wouldn't want them to be killed by a criminal
Criminals. Not the sharpest tools in the shed, are they? Didn't this one already catch an assbeating this week?

>>6192068
Yes, but that was a month ago. The day Chaya met Krillin and he took her out to a different place. Someone Chaya and Krillin are going to recognize.

>>6192061
>>Stand up and start walking over, ready to intercept whatever sort of projectile this weapon he has can fire. There are a lot of people here who're now PTO subjects, wouldn't want them to be killed by a criminal

>>6192063
>>6192065
>>6192068
>>6192075
Stand up and start walking over, ready to intercept whatever sort of projectile this weapon he has can fire. There are a lot of people here who're now PTO subjects, wouldn't want them to be killed by a criminal unanimously wins, roll me a single d100.

DC: 2

Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>6192083
nat 1

Rolled 32 (1d100)

>>6192083
Rollin'

Rolled 96 (1d100)

>>6192083

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>>6192093
96/100. Looks like he's not only not a match for you, but the civilians will be safe as well. Good work, writing.

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>>6192061
“Again? Really? I gave those idiots a chance, too.” Krillin says, sounding more disappointed than upset at what's happening.
“Can I kill them this time?” Chaya asks him, your daughter's voice surprisingly eager as with a sigh you push yourself back up to your feet.
“Hey you big dumb brick, I told you not to move!” the man shouts, this time his voice laced with a hint of fear. Your complete disregard for his weapon seems to have undermined his confidence, the man taking an uncertain step back. “D-Don't come any closer, or I'll shoot! I swear!”

“Go ahead, pull that trigger.” you say, not breaking eye contact as you start walking towards him. “See what happens.”
“I-I warned you!” he shouts, pulling the trigger. The machine in his hands roars to life with a “RAATATATATATAAT”, firing a spray of tiny metal projectiles towards you. But you don't even break stride as people shout in alarm and women scream, you bringing your left hand up. Plucking each of the projectiles out of the air, catching the almost three dozen projectiles it fires in almost four seconds. The weapon's ammunition then runs out, the would-be robber pulling the trigger again and again as the barrel smokes. You open your hand, looking at the small smooth cone-shaped projectiles. “Wh-What? How did you-?!”

“My turn.” you say, drawing your left arm back. But before you throw them back to the robber, the human man Krillin dashes straight past you. The man only has time to take a single step back, dropping a rectangular part of his weapon and bringing another up in his left hand. Only for Krillin to reach him before he can reload, driving his left elbow into the man's sternum, dropping him down to his knees with a single strike. Wheezing out in pain as his eyes roll into the back of his head, collapsing onto his side. The other one, who'd been at the counter turns, eyes widening as he sees Krillin.
“Oh, you've got to be fucking kidding me. There's no wa-GUUH!?” he says then wheezes as Krillin thrusts his right hand towards him, hitting him with nothing more than the force of his punch from a dozen yards or so away. Knocking the wind out of the the man, who struggles to raise his weapon. “Ghh! Tch!”

Faster than he can react, Krillin closes in on him as well, tearing the weapon from his grip and snapping it like a twig in his hand. But then, instead of knocking this guy out, reaches over, placing his right hand on his forehead.


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>>6192137
“You've been misusing your energy, so I think you shouldn't have it.” Krillin says, you watching as the guy reaches up, desperately trying to claw Krillin's arm off of him. But Krillin doesn't budge, using his energy absorbers in in palm to drink the man's energy. Whose movements quickly become sluggish, then his eyes close, body going limp. The orange gi'd man then releases him, the man flopping to the ground. Then without addressing the unconscious men turns to the woman behind the counter. “Sorry these guys caused trouble, I'm going to... Handle this.”

“O-Of course! Thank you so much!” the woman replies, the restaurant cheering as they start recognizing him. Chaya, without skipping a beat also goes over, grabbing the other one and throwing their unconscious body over her shoulder before turning to you.
“We'll handle this Dad, don't worry about it.” Chaya says with a smile. But you get the feeling she's just using this as an excuse to get some time alone with herself and the human.
“Alright. We'll be heading home shortly,” you tell her, then turn to Marron. “What about you?”

“Wha-Me?” she asks, sounding surprised. “I, uhhh... I need to help my people settle in here on this world.”
“Understandable. Take care, if you want to head over just shoot one of us a message.” you reply to her, Marron nodding. Then, after a second's hesitation rushes forward, hugging you.
“Thank you. For everything.” she says, her voice on the verge of tears. But with a sniff she regains her composure, pulling back and straightening herself up. “Right, I'd better get to it.”

“Good luck.” your wife says, Marron following Chaya and Krillin out of the restaurant. You watch her go, then turn back to your wife, who gives you a questioning look. “Well? What now?”

Which is a good question. What now?
>Telepathically reach out to Broly and Kori, ask how they've been doing
>Instant Transmission back to your ship and get back to your usual daily routine as well as tell Cooler that your intensive training's over and can get back to daily sparring with him
>Telepathically call to Chili, see how your son and his family are doing
>Instant Transmission to King Vegeta IV, tell him everything that happened and keep him up-to-date on what's going on
>Other(write in)?

>>6192140
>>Instant Transmission to King Vegeta IV, tell him everything that happened and keep him up-to-date on what's going on

>>6192140
>>Instant Transmission to King Vegeta IV, tell him everything that happened and keep him up-to-date on what's going on
Okay fine, what was it?

>>6192140
>Instant Transmission to King Vegeta IV, tell him everything that happened and keep him up-to-date on what's going on
Business time. Also if those bozos come back we should just end them if they keep coming back from jail

>>6192140
>>Instant Transmission to King Vegeta IV, tell him everything that happened and keep him up-to-date on what's going on

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>>6192151
Instant Transmission to King Vegeta IV, tell him everything that happened and keep him up-to-date on what's going on wins unanimously. Writing.

Here's hoping Vegeta is actually at liberty to disclose what Bardock and the gang have been getting up to after we report to him. It's been a minute since we've actually gotten a chance to talk at Bardock is all.

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>>6192140
“We should probably get back and tell Vegeta what's happened. He should be kept in the know.” you tell her, your wife nodding as you raise your right hand to your forehead, reaching out to the king telepathically. “King Vegeta, this is Karn. Are you busy?”
“I have five minutes, what's going on?” he replies, your wife touching your arm. As she does, focusing on the king of the Saiyans' ki through the link, you teleport directly to him. Leaving this planet and its abnormally light gravity behind. Only to appear in the king's throne room, Vegeta sitting his throne with his son in his lap. “Karn, Meloka. You both look... Exhausted. Was your mission today really so exhaustive?”

“Where to begin?” you reply, quickly relaying what all happened, as well as what Fu told you with your wife interjecting a few times. And after a couple minutes you've told him everything, the king looking worried. “But we got her people out and to their planet in this time, Mechikabura and Aeos merging them with this timeline.”
“I see, well done. But we have a problem.” he replies, you immediately feeling a bit worried. “About a month ago, I received a telepathic communication from Raditz of all people. You were unresponsive, so I dispatched Bardock, Leyas, Sarada, and whoever they brought along to investigate. And I just got their report back.”

Suddenly a chill crawls up your spine, you and your wife sharing a worried, knowing glance.

“They arrived on the planet Raditz and Redis had, until recently it seems, inhabited. However, there were no signs of life on the planet whatsoever. No one sentient was left alive, and, even more disturbingly, what happened to Raditz' home.” he says, then, after glancing down to his son and whispering something to him, Vegeta V places his hands over his ears. Which was superfluous, as King Vegeta then reaches back out to you both telepathically to finish his news. “Redis is dead.”

Images of a ghastly scene appear in your mind through the link, dried blood on the walls, covering the floor and had been dripping off the ceiling until it hardened. Her body looks as if it were detonated from the inside, as if something vengeful tore its way out from within her.

“What about their kid?” Meloka asks, aloud and not telepathically. “Is their child alright?”
“Unknown.” Vegeta replies, raising a hand and rubbing his eyes. Which look tired, heavy bags under them as he speaks wearily. “Raditz himself was not among the dead of that world either, as far as we can tell. I fear that monster has somehow returned, retaken control over one of our own and fled to who knows where to prepare.”


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>>6192202
“What about the deep range scanners? Surely they have something?” you ask him, to which Vegeta nods.
“Yes. Checking their records from around the same time as I received that message from him, there was a noticeable spike on his world before hundreds of powerlevels began disappearing a second. Within moments, less than a hundred were left and shortly thereafter several dozen ships departed. But Raditz must have been hiding his ki as he wasn't picked up again after the massacre. Who knows where he fled to?”
“What if he DIDN'T flee? What if he's still there, suppressing his power?” your wife asks, the alarm in her tone catching your attention and worry as well. “Get them out of there, before it gets them too!”

“They all made it back to their ships, and are in orbit around that planet while I plan out our next move.” Vegeta replies, reaching down and placing a hand on his son's head. “But I can't call them back, not yet. We have to be careful. If any of them were taken, can't have them coming back and risking bringing that monster here. If that Tuffle parasite makes it to our world and starts taking us over, the entire universe is in trouble. I've already requisitioned additional resources on hunting whatever did this down from Lord Cooler as well, but I haven't heard back yet.”

Well? What do you have to add?
>Telepathically reach out to Leyas and Sarada yourself, see if they saw anything else King Vegeta didn't mention
>Ask him if the ships were tracked, if it's possible to intercept them before they can get to another world and spread that Tuffle monster's influence
>Telepathically reach out to Cooler yourself, tell him what King Vegeta just told you and ask for his assistance as well. This problem needs stamped down immediately before it can become a bigger problem
>Ask him to keep you in the loop, when you fought it before that monster was figuring out divine power, this time you've no doubt it will be even stronger and he'll need you to take it down
>Other(write in)?

>>6192203
>>Telepathically reach out to Cooler yourself, tell him what King Vegeta just told you and ask for his assistance as well. This problem needs stamped down immediately before it can become a bigger problem

>>6192206
Also RIP Redis. That sounds like a fucking brutal way to go, especially after everything that's already happened.

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>>6192202
>Images of a ghastly scene appear in your mind through the link, dried blood on the walls, covering the floor and had been dripping off the ceiling until it hardened. Her body looks as if it were detonated from the inside, as if something vengeful tore its way out from within her.

>>6192203
>>Telepathically reach out to Cooler yourself, tell him what King Vegeta just told you and ask for his assistance as well. This problem needs stamped down immediately before it can become a bigger problem
We deal with this then we can get back to the usual. Use the Dragon Balls if we can.

>>6192203
>>Telepathically reach out to Cooler yourself, tell him what King Vegeta just told you and ask for his assistance as well. This problem needs to be stamped down immediately before it can become a bigger problem
Looks like Raditz is just doomed not to be happ and Chaya will deeply blame herself for this somehow.

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>>6192203
>Telepathically reach out to Cooler yourself, tell him what King Vegeta just told you and ask for his assistance as well. This problem needs stamped down immediately before it can become a bigger problem
Holy shit, the Chestburster treatment? Jesus. I guess GD really likes making Raditz suffer.

>>6192203
>Telepathically reach out to Cooler yourself, tell him what King Vegeta just told you and ask for his assistance as well. This problem needs stamped down immediately before it can become a bigger problem

>>6192223
it's too excessive really. We already got the message we can't save everyone, but it always feels like Raditz gets the short end of the stick/ends up being the go-to punching bag for stuff like this. Raditz might end up being our universe's Jiren at this point since he has nothing to live for but vengeance.

>>6192206
>>6192220
>>6192222
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>>6192226
Telepathically reach out to Cooler yourself, tell him what King Vegeta just told you and ask for his assistance as well. This problem needs stamped down immediately before it can become a bigger problem wins unanimously, roll me a 2d100.

First DC: 35
Second DC: 60

Rolled 35, 65 = 100 (2d100)

>>6192232
>Punished Raditz (Strength Is Justice), a Saiyan Denied his Happy Ending
But I'm not sure what we can do to help him other than giving Baby a late abortion.
>>6192238
Lord Kek, please give me a good roll to wash this horrible feeling out my mouth

>>6192208
She never knew what was about to happen, at least her suffering was only momentary.
>>6192213
Yes.
>>6192222
The happiest day of his life turned to a nightmare. Poor man.
>>6192223
>I guess GD really likes making Raditz suffer.
You could have stopped this
>>6192232
It is sad, but he isn't family, and others always seem to take priority. At least to Karn.

Rolled 93, 63 = 156 (2d100)

>>6192238

>>6192240
>spoiler
Ah but so too, could you.

Rolled 84, 46 = 130 (2d100)

>>6192238
>>6192239
There's nothing that can be done, not unless we want to mercy-kill Raditz. But that would just put us more on Bardock's family's shitlist. And dying like that never truly solves anything. Even if we could do something for Raditz, do you honestly think he would accept it from us? He was only in this situation because Chaya couldn't commit to him at the time and settled for making babies with him before it was too late. So even though it was thanks to Karn he got out of the baby's situation alive, it only set the stage for being equal. It doesn't mean he's gonna be eternally grateful or come to us for help in his absolute lowest.

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>>6192238

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>>6192243
I cannot, all I can do is retell the tales of this story. I cannot put my hand on the scale. Doing so always has consequences. Anyways:

>>6192239
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>>6192243
93/100, 65/100. Success and success, well done. Writing.

>>6192240
>spoiler
Fuckin' how, by playing doctor? God, there's too many bodysnatching assholes around. If we left to help Raditz, Cui and his subordinates would be turbodead along with everyone else on that Earth. Maybe Meloka Black would've Kai-Kai'd to New Salda and started wrecking shit there, who knows?
>>6192245
He ran all the way to the ass ends of the galaxy just for us to come back into his life and for some new shithead to tear his life apart where nobody could help him. I don't wanna think about it anymore, I just want Baby as a corpse. We'll drag him screaming into hell if we have to.

>>6192240
Doing so meant that Marron's timeline is even more fucked. Or another one of our allies would have taken the bullet instead. I'm not gullible to believe there was a perfect route that would've ensured everyone's survival. Someone was fated to fall and unfortunately like I said Raditz seems to get the short end of the stick. It's something that everyone has to accept, regardless if they want to or not.

It's not my place to say what Karn should prioritize, as it's canon for him to reach out to family first. Remember he was willing to murder his people back several eps ago when his demon children were being abused and treated horribly. This just happens to be a catch-22 with no real conclusion. I can only hope Raditz doesn't blame us for it cause we're not an omnipotent god who can be everywhere at once. And I doubly hope he doesn't blame us if we have to kill his child as I highly doubt the kid can be saved at this point.

>>6192250
Agreed. Baby should die, no matter what. My only condolence is that Chaya's actions ended up bringing Raditz more pain than just letting him die honorably to Karn. So I know things are going to go to hell when she finds out about it.

I really don't blame Karn for this. We voted OOC on what Alert Karn got, we picked the known Zamasu threat, with no idea of what the other issues were, remember this is Event 2 out of the 4 other possible choices.

Plus as far as Karn and even Towa and co were concerned Baby was Dead and Gone for good.

Shit really really sucks but all we can do is handle the fallout of Baby, just like we would likely have had to handle the fallout of Earth falling to Baby and Maron being dead if we didn't go to that mission.

>>6192257
Sorry. I mean the fallout of Earth Falling to The Zamasu Faction, not Baby.

>>6192250
>If we left to help Raditz, Cui and his subordinates would be turbodead along with everyone else on that Earth. Maybe Meloka Black would've Kai-Kai'd to New Salda and started wrecking shit there, who knows?
Exactly. Stopping one disaster allowed another to flourish. But who would orchestrate these events to happen simultaneously, as surely it can't be coincidence, right?
>>6192253
>spoiler
Yes. I will say Raditz doesn't blame YOU, or any of your children for what happened. He does blame someone for things though.
>>6192257
Bingo. We have to handle the crisis in front of us, not get bogged down in the could have/should have game as that leads to ruin.

>>6192266
>He does blame someone for things though.
let me guess, himself?

>>6192266
Yeah, I don't blame him at all if he ends up blaming Chaya. She's completely at fault and nothing will change my mind. But good to know we're safe. Unless that means he ends up trying to kill Chaya, then its on sight. Even if I understand his reasoning.

>>6192268
Well that one's a given, I meant outside himself.

>>6192266
>But who would orchestrate these events to happen simultaneously, as surely it can't be coincidence, right?
Then we will kill them for that. No if about it, it WILL happen.

I mean its pretty obvious that hes blaming you know...Baby for all this.

Though man the Supreme BITCH really is grinding our gears.

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>>6192203
“We can't wait on this, I'm reaching out to Cooler directly.” you reply, focusing your mind. Reaching out telepathically to the current emperor of the universe. “Cooler, are you there? We've got a problem.”
“Oh? And what sort of problem would that be?” he asks, you getting the feeling he knows something. But without hesitation you retell what King Vegeta told you, explaining what you think is behind this. “Hold on. That monster, you DIDN'T kill it? Dammit, does Arctus know?!”

Immediately your blood runs cold, you hadn't even considered. And in your moment of hesitation, without severing the link with you, Cooler reaches out to his cousin.

“Arctus, answer me right now! Where are you?” he shouts through the link, you wincing.
“Cooler, what the hell? You can't wake someone from a hangover like-” Arctus replies, his thoughts fuzzy.
“That Tuffle is coming to kill you!” Cooler shouts once more, you feeling Arctus' mind instantly snapping to full focus. “The Saiyans failed to kill it, it will come for you and that head to protect its secrets!”

“Shit. Defenses are going online now, if anything's even close I'll know.” comes the panicked reply. You can almost 'see' Arctus taking a deep breath, focusing his mind. “Fortunately, they won't find it. I've hidden it where no one else can find.”
“Good. Karn, tell Vegeta that we'll be tracking those craft, and will coordinate with him once they're found.” Cooler answers. “Now, go. My cousin and I must speak.”
“Of course.” you reply, ending the link. Focusing your gaze after a couple blinks on the king, you relay everything you learned, watching his expression grow darker.

“I had considered Arctus to be a target, good thing Cooler is taking this seriously.” comes the tired reply, Vegeta sighing out as he slumps a bit in his chair. No longer looking like the child you once knew, but a man wizened by age and life.
“Why would the bad guys go after Arctus?” Prince Vegeta asks his father. “Isn't he the one who makes the droids?”
“Yes. Arctus has the data from the person who made the Tuffle parasite that nearly killed Raditz on his self-imposed exile.” Vegeta tells his son. “If that monster returned and is the one that attacked him and his family, it will seek to hide any weaknesses or fail-safes its creator could have noted.”

“Can we have Arctus send US the data?” Vegeta's son asks him, his questions impressing you. “If we have it, then we can look for a weakness ourselves. And not have Arctus at such risk from that monster?”


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>>6192296
“Good thinking, but no. The machine head, when powered up, tries to fight him to keep its secrets. If it were connected to the network, it could escape over that connection, disappearing with its secrets.”
“Oh... That's too bad.” Vegeta's son replies, a moment later one of the side doors opening. Revealing the queen of the Saiyans and your former student, Cenoria.
“Vegeta, come on now. You told me- Oh, Karn. Meloka. I didn't know you were back yet. Everything go well?”

“Well enough. We saved all of Marron's people who were left, and did what we could to the monsters attacking her world to slow them down.” you reply. “But it seems more problems keep popping up.”
“As they always do.” she says, walking over and laying a hand on her husband's shoulder, speaking more to him as she continues than you. “But if we don't take care of ourselves and get the rest we need, then we can't take on the problems we face at one hundred percent.”
“You're right, as usual.” the king replies with a chuckle, reaching up and ruffling his son's hair with one hand, reaching back with the other and placing that hand on her own. “I'll have someone reach out to you with the information as well, when we get updates. But for now I should rest.”

“Bye Karn, bye Meloka!” Prince Vegeta says with a wave, you both giving the royal family salutes before waving as well, leaving the king's fortress behind. Emerging into the early daylight and the bustle of Vegeta City, the planet's main city.
“What now?” your wife asks you, raising her arms and stretching. Which is a good question.

Well? What now?
>Go back to your usual daily schedule, you can take tomorrow off. But for now you're still raring to go after the other fight
>Head home and take the day off, you did promise Okira you'd spend a day resting after saving Marron's people after all
>Telepathically reach out to Broly and Chilli, make sure they're both doing well and know what's happened, see what they think and to be wary of what could be coming for them next
>Other(write in)?

>>6192299
>>Telepathically reach out to Broly and Chilli, make sure they're both doing well and know what's happened, see what they think and to be wary of what could be coming for them next
They should probably know Baby is still out there. Besides, a quick telepathic conference shouldn't get in the way of spending the rest of our day in peace.

>>6192304
Depends on if something else is going on that pulls your attention...

>>6192299
>Telepathically reach out to Broly and Chilli, make sure they're both doing well and know what's happened, see what they think and to be wary of what could be coming for them next
They're both pretty isolated from where they are. Raditz got ganked because he was in the middle of bumfuck nowhere with muggles for company. And that Baby is a sneak.

>>6192299
>>Telepathically reach out to Broly and Chilli, make sure they're both doing well and know what's happened, see what they think and to be wary of what could be coming for them next

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>>6192318
Telepathically reach out to Broly and Chilli, make sure they're both doing well and know what's happened, see what they think and to be wary of what could be coming for them next wins uncontested. Let's see how the two of them deal with this news, writing.

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>>6192299
“Hold on, we should tell the boys.” you say to her, your wife giving you a confused look. “It got Raditz because he was alone. Broly and Chilli are far away from the rest of us, they need to know what could be coming so they can prepare.”
“Oh, right. They should have a heads up.” she replies, you linking minds with her so she can add in as she sees fit, then you reach out telepathically to both of them.
“Broly, Chilli. We need to talk.” you think out to them, feeling your sons' minds connect to your own. Immediately sensing their worry at your declaration. “We've got trouble.”

“What's going on?” your eldest-born, Chilli asks immediately.
“How bad is it?” Broly adds, the two both bracing themselves for the terrible news. So you and your wife tell them everything, from how the day started with the battle against the Zamasu, your victory over them then the news King Vegeta'd given you of what happened to Raditz. After you finish telling them everything, silence hangs in the mental link. You can feel a familiar anger welling up withing Broly, his own fragment of the Berserker Soul's rage flaring. But Chilli, his anger is much more... Cold. Cold and dangerous, his hate focused and honed to a razor's edge.
“I'll find this bastard.” Chilli says, you getting a peek into his mind. Where unknown equations with unintelligible symbols flow through his mind, your son already contemplating how to find him. “How DARE that Tuffle monster kill Redis, and kidnap Raditz' body.”

“Hold on, easy. We're not going out after it, at least not yet.” you tell him, trying to get him to pump the brakes a bit. “Instead of going out hunting, we need to focus on defense. I can't let it take either of you, or endanger your families.”
“I'll kill them.” Broly seethes through the telepathic link. “I see that bastard, he's dead.”
“He's probably retaken over Raditz' body, as they didn't find him there.” your mother chimes in, you feeling Broly's rage falter a moment. Knowing he and Raditz were close, at least at one point. “So if you see Raditz, or even SENSE his ki, let your father and I know immediately.”

“What about Chaya?” Chilli asks, his worry for his sister lighting up the mental link. “Does she know?”


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>>6192354
“No. We told you both first, as you're the most isolated.” you reply. “That monster attacks those alone and more vulnerable. It would probably have a harder time sneaking up on Chaya at Dreadzone with all its security.”
“As if one guy with weak little fuzzballs couldn't break their security in two.” Chilli replies, a note of both pride and worry in his tone. “She needs to know. What if it reaches out to her again? What if it already has?”

“Or what about Namek? What if it goes there first, seeking the Dragon Balls?” Broly adds, his own worry now coming through as well. “With the power of the wishes, who knows what kind of power it could obtain, what trouble it can cause?”

Well? How do you respond to this?
>Tell them you and Meloka will handle warning everyone important today, while they focus on preparing their own defenses and early warning systems so they don't get snuck up on themselves
>Tell them that Cooler's handling things on the large scale, but that you're more worried about them. The Tuffle's ultimate goal is killing every Saiyan, before moving on to other goals. Your family and people are the immediate concern
>Let your boys know that, when the Tuffle is spotted you'll let them know but for now to focus on their own worlds and families
>Ask Meloka to inform everyone else while you reach back out to the Earth-raised Namekian, 'Demon King' Piccolo. Warning him of the danger roaming the universe and offering your help for him to grow stronger to confront it, should the need for him to defend his people's home arise
>Other(write in)?

>>6192355
>>Tell them that Cooler's handling things on the large scale, but that you're more worried about them. The Tuffle's ultimate goal is killing every Saiyan, before moving on to other goals. Your family and people are the immediate concern

>>6192355
>Tell them that Cooler's handling things on the large scale, but that you're more worried about them. The Tuffle's ultimate goal is killing every Saiyan, before moving on to other goals. Your family and people are the immediate concern

>>6192355
>>Ask Meloka to inform everyone else while you reach back out to the Earth-raised Namekian, 'Demon King' Piccolo. Warning him of the danger roaming the universe and offering your help for him to grow stronger to confront it, should the need for him to defend his people's home arise
we handle name and they handle Chaya. They can deal with THAT shitshow this time

>>6192363
namek*

>>6192355
Actually switching to this
>Ask Meloka to inform everyone else while you reach back out to the Earth-raised Namekian, 'Demon King' Piccolo. Warning him of the danger roaming the universe and offering your help for him to grow stronger to confront it, should the need for him to defend his people's home arise

>>6192355
>>Ask Meloka to inform everyone else while you reach back out to the Earth-raised Namekian, 'Demon King' Piccolo. Warning him of the danger roaming the universe and offering your help for him to grow stronger to confront it, should the need for him to defend his people's home arise
Sure trining picollo sounds hilarious

>>6192355
>Tell them that Cooler's handling things on the large scale, but that you're more worried about them. The Tuffle's ultimate goal is killing every Saiyan, before moving on to other goals. Your family and people are the immediate concern

>>6192355
>Tell them that Cooler's handling things on the large scale, but that you're more worried about them. The Tuffle's ultimate goal is killing every Saiyan, before moving on to other goals. Your family and people are the immediate concern

>>6192357
>>6192355
>>Ask Meloka to inform everyone else while you reach back out to the Earth-raised Namekian, 'Demon King' Piccolo. Warning him of the danger roaming the universe and offering your help for him to grow stronger to confront it, should the need for him to defend his people's home arise
Switching to this

>>6192357
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>>6192363
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>>6192372
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>>6192377
>>6192380
And with the switched votes, Ask Meloka to inform everyone else while you reach back out to the Earth-raised Namekian, 'Demon King' Piccolo. Warning him of the danger roaming the universe and offering your help for him to grow stronger to confront it, should the need for him to defend his people's home arise wins it. Roll me a 3d100.

First DC: 45
Second DC: ??
Third DC: 60

Rolled 44, 87, 19 = 150 (3d100)

>>6192382

Rolled 46, 63, 77 = 186 (3d100)

>>6192382
nat 100's only

Rolled 9, 57, 67 = 133 (3d100)

>>6192382
fuck u baby

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>>6192384
>>6192387
>>6192390
46/100, 87/100, 77/100. Narrow success, high mystery and success. Well, he's certainly intrigued by your idea, writing.

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>>6192355
“Mel, mind letting everyone know? Elders Guru and Pybara, as well as Chaya?” you ask your wife aloud, who looks to you with confusion. “I'm going to try and reach out to someone else about this, I'll join you for the talk with Chaya if I'm finished.”
“Sure thing.” she replies, also aloud as you both telepathically say farewell to your boys, minds splitting as you go to your separate tasks. You reach out through the void, seeking the Namekian you'd only seen the one time.

“Piccolo, this is Karn. Can you hear me?” you think out into space, reaching out to him. Feeling his mind touch your own, recoiling as he replies.
“What the-? What is the meaning of this?” he answers, suspicion tainting the link. He clearly still doesn't trust you, but you suppose that's fine. After all, he's also only seen you once. “How are you doing this?”
“How isn't really important, not as much as the why.” you reply. “We've got a problem. One that might make it's way to Namek, to steal the Dragon Balls.”

You feel the Namekian's whole focus shift to you suddenly as you tell him this, his doubts and hesitation completely washed away with the seriousness of this claim.

“What kind of trouble?” he replies, now all business. “What sort of guy are we talking?”
“A body-snatching parasite, one that conquers the host and puppets them into doing its will. It has one of my people, one of the stronger ones. He'd been living in isolation, and that monster killed his wife and maybe their unborn child, then took over his body.”
“Hold on. You're saying it can infiltrate your body and control you from within?” Piccolo replies, shocked. “How do you prevent it from doing so?”

“I have a technique that can stop it, at least it prevented it from getting inside us when we fought it last time. If you want, I could train you as well, pass the technique along as well as perhaps a few others. If you're willing to learn.”
“Hrmm. This technique seems useful, I wouldn't be opposed.” he replies, but then for a split-second you get a flash of what he's seeing. He's atop a plateau, looking out over the world of his ancestors. You recognizing the view from the Namekian Grand Elder Guru's home. “I shall... Get back to you on this. Once I finish my training under the Grand Elder.”


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>>6192432
“Of course, take your time. And warn Nail of what I warned you as well, I'd gladly teach him as well.” you reply, and for a moment get a flash of what feels like contempt through the link. But he doesn't say anything else, you both ending the connection. Then, you turn to your wife, who returns your gaze.
“The elders know, and are ready to tell their people of what to look out for.. All that's left is to tell....” she says, voice trailing off. No doubt also not eager to tell your daughter about this either. Both of you clearly worried of her reaction. You aren't sure how she's going to take it, which leaves you with just one question:

How do you do this?
>Instant Transmission back to that planet to her, both of you tell her in person. Things may be awkward with the human, but he should be aware to spread the word to his people's leadership as well
>Tell Meloka you'll do it, reach out telepathically to Chaya and let her know
>Say to your wife that you'll back her up, but let her start the conversation and only jump in as needed
>Agree to let her have the rest of the day without this knowledge, tell her tomorrow when you wake up. Let her have the victory she earned today without casting a shadow over it
>Other(write in)?

>>6192433
>Instant Transmission back to that planet to her, both of you tell her in person. Things may be awkward with the human, but he should be aware to spread the word to his people's leadership as well

>>6192433
>>Say to your wife that you'll back her up, but let her start the conversation and only jump in as needed

>>6192433
>Say to your wife that you'll back her up, but let her start the conversation and only jump in as needed
She's been in Chaya's shoes and was always the more articulate between us.

>>6192433
>>Say to your wife that you'll back her up, but let her start the conversation and only jump in as needed

Rolled 45, 34, 65 = 144 (3d100)

>>6192435
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>>6192440
Say to your wife that you'll back her up, but let her start the conversation and only jump in as needed wins it. Not going to meet face-to-face, huh? Let's see how this goes, roll me a 2d100.

First DC: ??
Second DC: 40

Rolled 1, 36 = 37 (2d100)

>>6192464
nat 100 and a 41

>>6192466
well fuck. I'm done rolling for the day

Rolled 95, 74 = 169 (2d100)

>>6192464

Rolled 64, 58 = 122 (2d100)

>>6192464
This bodes well

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Rolled 40, 24 = 64 (2d100)

>>6192466
You fucked up

>>6192464
For that one anon who screams Final Shine Attack, I will...not do that. Instead, I will scream-ATATATATATATATATWATA

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>>6192466
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>>6192475
95/100, 74/100. High mystery(no way the 1 could survive a 95, right? Right??) and a success, writing.

>>6192491
>no way the 1 could survive a 95, right? Right??)
WRONG
>chaya immediately teleports into bumfuck nowhere and gets got

>>6192503
Ha! But no, she's no longer the emotionally-immature child she once was. She'll surely handle this maturely and with a measured response, right?

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>>6192433
“I'll back you up, hun. Let's do this, together.” you tell her, Meloka nodding to you before taking a deep breath, sighing out before closing her eyes. You reach over, placing your hand on her far shoulder and pull her to your side. Reaching out telepathically, linking your mind to hers as your wife then calls out to Chaya.
“Kiddo, we... We need to talk.” your wife thinks to Chaya, you feeling her sudden interest.

“What's going on? Mom, Dad? What is it, what's wrong?” she replies, immediately feeling something wrong, perhaps sensing both of your hesitation. “Don't tell me Zamasu's back already?”
“What? No, no. Not him. But we have a bigger problem.” she answers, taking another deep breath before just coming out and saying it. “Raditz is gone.”

Silence hangs through the mental link, you feeling your daughter distancing herself more and more by the second. No doubt to hide her sudden burst of emotions, then when she comes back you can feel her holding a VERY tight reign over her emotions.

“What do you mean, gone? Is he...Dead?” Chaya asks, you sensing her sudden worry even through trying to hide her emotions.
“We don't know.” you interject. “Redis is dead, along with their child. We suspect Baby somehow survived and took revenge. Either it was hiding inside Redis, tore the kid up and killed her on its way out. Or....”
“That monster hid inside their child.” Chaya answers the unspoken question with surprising certainty. “Bastard. Thanks for letting me know, I'm heading back to Dreadzone now. I'll find this son of a bitch, and-!”

“No. Do NOT look for him.” your wife says, shouting through the mental link. “Do you understand me? Under NO circumstances are you to engage until we're ALL ready to go. Do I make myself clear?”
“And just leave him like that?!” your daughter fires back. “And just leave him like this? I know Raditz, he'd rather be DEAD than under that bastard's control again. We have to save him! Or at least put him out of his misery. And if you won't do it, I will. I owe him that much, at least.”

And as she talks, you can still tell that she does have some lingering feelings for him. But it isn't that which is motivating her, no. As she declares her intent so boldly, you can tell that she feels more responsible than anything. And that she OWES him this, as if all of this were entirely her fault.


-Saiyan Conqueror Quest 234 paused-

>>6192540
And that's it for today's run, everyone enjoying this episode so far? Enjoy learning just what you did to Zamasu, what you took from them? Curious how Baby managed to avoid detection within Redis by Towa, or do you think the Tuffle was elsewhere on or off the planet when its 'main' body was destroyed by Chaya? Do you think you and Meloka can talk her down, or will Chaya continue to rampage emotionally and go off before she can recover from the battle with Zamasu? All this and more, when Saiyan Conqueror Quest continues in 12 hours, at noon EST!

>>6192541
I'm not holding out hope. I'm calling bullshit on him hiding from Towa somehow.

>>6192541
I just hope Chaya doesn't blame herself too much for how this all went down so far. Best thing she can do for everybody is sit down and BREATHE.

Chaya I am about two seconds away from dropkicking you into a thorn bush. Sit the fuck down. Every time you do something with this boy it makes it worse. Goddamn. She never learns her damn lessons in time. I never get headaches like this over the other kids. And they do dumb and impulsive shit too.

Not saying that she is bratty enough to do it, but was thinking about Chaya tossing a 'shut up mum, I'm stronger than you now" at Meloka, and it got me thinking.

Is Meloka inclined to invite Chaya to train under Whis with her? Would Chaya agree to it, and would Whis? Or is the nature of Chaya's divinity/power source different from what Whis is best able to train / advise?

>>6192565
We'll have to wait and see.
>>6192570
Would be a good idea. Perhaps she'll realize this too? After all, while this news is quite jarring for her, we'll get to see if she's matured, or if she's still the same emotionally-driven being who drove Raditz away in the first place.
>>6192572
Give it some time, let's wait and see. See if her knee-jerk reaction is a momentary thing, or if she's still emotionally immature.
>>6192574
Even if she had the balls, she wouldn't with her father right there as well. For even though she could sense she was stronger than her mother back when she Kaio-Ken'd Hit, she knows she isn't stronger than her father. Especially not after today's events.
If she herself is or would be welcomed back, perhaps? Whis wouldn't have a problem, as he understands divinity to a level even Beerus and the Kais don't.

>>6192592
>Give it some time
I will give her exactly two mayflies worth of time.

>>6192266
>Exactly. Stopping one disaster allowed another to flourish. But who would orchestrate these events to happen simultaneously, as surely it can't be coincidence, right?
I think I understand who you mean. The same person that Mechikabura suspects is behind Zamasu organizing into an army. One of the Zamasu before death shouted:
>“No, please! Save me, Lady-!” Zamasu calls out one last, desperate time.
That hints at who this is.
>>6192541
>And that's it for today's run, everyone enjoying this episode so far?
Very interesting episode.
>Enjoy learning just what you did to Zamasu, what you took from them?
Yes.
>Curious how Baby managed to avoid detection within Redis by Towa, or do you think the Tuffle was elsewhere on or off the planet when its 'main' body was destroyed by Chaya?
I think he was not there. He was far away when Towa was checking Redis. After this, as time went on people thought Baby is gone for good. He came back there and sneaked upon Redis. Once he infected her he hid inside her child. Perhaps the body of firstborn was also altered by the parasite.
>Do you think you and Meloka can talk her down, or will Chaya continue to rampage emotionally and go off before she can recover from the battle with Zamasu?
I don’t know.
>All this and more, when Saiyan Conqueror Quest continues in 12 hours, at noon EST!
Misfortune seems to follow Raditz.

>>6192622
As long as that lasts until the first post today
>>6192844
Exactly. Someone's working behind the scenes.
Glad you enjoyed.
>spoiler
:^)
We'll find out soon.
Poor guy can't catch a break for long

soon

SOONER.

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“Chaya. No one is saying we won't go. But we have to be READY when we go.” you tell her, brows furrowed. “You're as tired as I am, neither of us are in any shape to fight anyone on Raditz' Primal level of power today. And King Vegeta already used the deep range scouters, but Raditz' ki wasn't detected leaving the planet. Cooler's got his people tracking each of those ships that departed the planet after the killing started, we have to find where that bastard fled to. As of right now, we have no idea where it scurried off to. But we will, kiddo. We won't let the Tuffle get away with this. We'll make that bastard pay!”

“Alright.” she replies after a few moments' silence, you getting the impression she's just let out a heavy sigh. “Alright, I understand. You're right. My emotions are clouding my judgment, I'm thinking about this emotionally, not rationally. I shouldn't be making decisions about this, not in this state. So I'll leave it to you both. But you had better not face him without me. I owe it to him to save him, one way or another.”
“You're one of our strongest, no way in hell we're fighting him without you if we can help it.” your wife replies, you sensing the tiniest hint of resentment in her tone. “I could sense your divine power today, and as much as I hate to admit it, you've gotten stronger than me.”

“But we'll need you at your best. All of us will have to come prepared.” you tell your daughter. “Can we count on you for this?”
“Of course. Just tell me where and when.” she replies, then after a moment adds. “Should I warn the people here?”
“Probably for the best, you should tell Krillin and his boss. Earth needs to know, and be on alert for others approaching from space.” you tell her. “When we know more, we'll let you know.”
“Thanks for telling me.” Chaya answers, then after a few moments. “I won't confront him alone if he shows up here, but I'll let you know the moment I sense his energy. Even if he's suppressed, I'll recognize him immediately.”

“Thank you, Chaya.” Meloka replies, you all exchanging a few words before ending the link. Your wife then sighs out, her entire body sagging as she exhales. “Haaaaaaah, that went... A lot better than I thought it would, actually.”
“Agreed. Seems she's been doing some more growing up, since last time.” you reply, but some part of you isn't ENTIRELY convinced. You're sure she won't go seeking the fight, but when it comes time, you're not entirely certain she'll be able to keep her cool once the fighting starts.


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>>6192927
“How'd it go? Well, I hope?” Chilli reaches back out, you both having disconnected from Chilli and Broly a bit unceremoniously before reaching out to the others. “She didn't fly off the handle and start trying to hunt him down herself, did she?”
“Your sister, she's... She took it better than expected.” you reply after a moment. “Your sister's grown up since last time.”

“Good.” Broly answers, his mind having been connected to his brother's. “We'll keep our eyes out, I'll get a hold of Cooler's people and get ship descriptions. So if any of them venture into my territory I'll send up the warning.”
“Same. I'll set something up to detect anything getting close enough to my planet, could probably have the entire solar system watched by the end of next month.” Chilli replies, you and your wife telling your children to stay safe before ending the link, leaving you both with just one question:

What do you do now?
>Take the rest of the day off, relax and spend time with your children, as you'd promised Okira yesterday before the battle
>Gather your students, inform them all of what's happened and to pay attention. To be looking for any hints of anyone showing up towards the planet who's suspicious. You don't want them to be caught by surprise, or even worse turned against you by that Tuffle bastard
>Telepathically try and reach out to Freeza, let him know everything that's happened. Perhaps he'll have an idea you all haven't thought of?
>Go to Towa, ask if she can use a scrying orb to show you what happened to Redis and Raditz
>Other(write in)?

>>6192930
>>Take the rest of the day off, relax and spend time with your children, as you'd promised Okira yesterday before the battle
We DID promise

>>6192930
>Take the rest of the day off, relax and spend time with your children, as you'd promised Okira yesterday before the battle
no breaking promises

>>6192930
>Take the rest of the day off, relax and spend time with your children, as you'd promised Okira yesterday before the battle

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Rolled 90, 99, 66, 43 = 298 (4d100)

>>6192933
>>6192938
>>6192948
Take the rest of the day off, relax and spend time with your children, as you'd promised Okira yesterday before the battle of course wins it. Writing.
Okira will remember this

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>>6192930
For a moment you consider what all you can do, but your mind goes back to the conversation you'd had in the evening with your youngest. And you did promise her.

“I'm taking the rest of today off.” you say, Meloka looking to you confused. As if she doesn't quite understand what you just said. “Today will be spent with the kids, I've been too involved in training to spend enough time with them.”
“I think that's a lovely idea.” your wife replies, flying up and over your head, wrapping her arms around your neck and holding onto your back. With that decided, you send a telepathic message to your veteran students, telling them that you won't be there to teach today and that they're in charge of the lessons as you lift up into the air, flying past the city and out over the ocean towards your home. Soaring over the waves, you enjoy the smell of the sea and the breeze over your body, relaxing in the peace of your world. Flying over the sea and seeing your own shoreline, dropping out of the air and gently landing by your home. Barely disturbing the sand, your feet touch down just as Okira and Karn Jr walk down the ramp, their eyes lighting up as they see you both.

“MOM! DAD!” Junior and Okira shout, both kicking off the ground and launching themselves as you. Spreading your arms you catch the two of them, the force of their charge sending you sliding back a foot before stopping in the sand.
“Wait, where's Marron? Is Marron okay?” Junior asks you, expression a bit concerned.
“She's fine, she's just staying with her people right now.” you reply, hugging the two children to you as Tatsu and Tomi also emerge, seeming surprised at your presence. “She got as many of her people into our timeline as she could.”

“That's good. And you both made it back, so your training worked too?” Okira asks you more pointedly. “Did that imposter escape, or-?”
“No, we got her. Got most of them, but a few Zamasu did escape.” you tell her as the older twins, followed by the younger twins all come over as well. “And, according to Fu, we managed to really hurt all of them, so they hopefully won't be back for a long time.”


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>>6192989
“That's good. They should just stay gone.” Kayle says, the younger twin flying up and latching onto her mother's back, much as Meloka is doing to you.
“What are you gonna do now?” Okira asks you, eyes looking questioningly up to you. Which is a fair question, as you hadn't considered what you would do with a day off from your usual training schedule.

Well? What do you do with this day off?
>Sit down and relax, just spending time with them and have them show off what they've learned and achieved in the past month while you've been
>Take your kids to the M'lurnian Ruins and go exploring, it's safe enough for you to take your family and go exploring
>Have your kids go about their usual day's schedule, just accompany them on their activities
>Ask the kids what they want to do today, see if they have any ideas on what a day without you spending it training will look like
>Take the kids to this timeline's Earth, explore that planet in your time that Marron grew up on and see the sights
>Other(write in)?

>>6192991
>>Take the kids to this timeline's Earth, explore that planet in your time that Marron grew up on and see the sights

>>6192991
>Take the kids to this timeline's Earth, explore that planet in your time that Marron grew up on and see the sights
Color me curious

>>6192991
>Take the kids to this timeline's Earth, explore that planet in your time that Marron grew up on and see the sights

>>6192998
>>6193004
>>6193010
Take the kids to this timeline's Earth, explore that planet in your time that Marron grew up on and see the sights wins it. Roll me a 3d100.

First DC: 15
Second DC: ??
Third DC: 45

Rolled 37, 57, 61 = 155 (3d100)

>>6193014

Rolled 8, 12, 98 = 118 (3d100)

>>6193014
I cast dice!

Rolled 40, 23, 47 = 110 (3d100)

>>6193014
boom

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>>6193015
>>6193017
>>6193026
40/100, 57/100, 98/100. Success, mid mystery, and success. Well, you'll find something interesting, writing.

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>>6192991
“Not me, what are we gonna do. And I think it's time to take a little trip.” you say to them, your kids all looking up to you with wide eyes. “Let's go see what this planet, Earth, has to show us.”
“Wait, really? Maz asks, eyes wide. “We really get to go?”
“Of course.” you say, then looking up see Maza descending the ramp as well. “You're welcome to come to, of course. You and your siblings, too.”
“Going where?” he asks, and when Okira excitedly says Earth, his brow raises. “Alright, I'll see if Koruza wants to come along.”

He then takes off, flying towards the capitol city Vegeta. Which does cause you to raise a brow, what is your kid doing in the city he'd been attacked in? However, as you ponder this a moment, suddenly someone else appears. Two someones, Milha appearing with her girlfriend, the blonde woman Darkness.

“Hey Milha, will you be joining us today?” you ask, your half-demon daughter nodding.
“I'm curious what this planet has in store, after what Marron told us of her own world.”
“Well then, once your brothers show up, we'll head on over.” you reply to her, then reach out telepathically to Marron. “Hey kiddo, are you busy at the moment?”
“No, what's going on?” she asks, a hint of worry in her mind. “Is everything okay?”
“Yes, things are fine. Actually, going to be bringing the family over to take in the sights of the world, see what it has to offer.”

“Oh, that sounds nice. We're still getting everyone situated, but there's, well... A problem.” she replies. “With this world being controlled by the Red Ribbon army, a lot of my people don't quite trust them. We still remember the Androids, made by the Red Ribbon army who terrorized our world for seventeen long years. They're a bit... Hesitant, accepting the Red Ribbon army are in charge here. Things are a bit tense.”
“I'll be there in a minute, once everyone's gathered.” you reply. “Perhaps we'll be a ble to ease tensions?”
“I hope so. Let me know when you're headed over, so I can get a bit of space.” she replies, you watching as Maza, with Koruza following close behind fly back over, dropping to the ground and landing with you all. Gathering everyone together you tell Marron that you're ready, and raising your right hand to your forehead focus on her power. “Alright, I'm ready. Come on over.”

And with a thought you leave your world behind, leaving New Salda and going to the human world, Earth.

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>>6193074
Where you see the crowd of Marron's people are still gathered, even Aeos and Trunks are still at work with the line behind them only a dozen or so people long. Seems their work of integrating them into this timeline is nearly complete. But Future Chaya and Ace, surprisingly, are both gone once more. Leaving you wondering why they didn't stick around?

“What the hell?!” a woman wearing a blue long coat shouts as you all suddenly just blink into existence, raising another metallic weapon, pointing it at you all. But Marron's arm snakes over, grabbing the barrel and gently pointing it down before she can shoot at you all.
“Easy, Mai. They're my family. The family I never got to meet.” your granddaughter says, then turns to you all with a smile. “If it wasn't for them, that monster Black would have killed us all.”
“I see. Forgive me, living through that has made me a little... Jumpy.” she says, turning and actually giving you a full bow at the waist.

“That's fine, you're used to protecting them. I get it.” you reply with a chuckle, waving off her apology. “So, what're you planning to do kiddo?”
“Once we're all assimilated into this timeline, we're going to find a place to settle down in. Somewhere where we all can rebuild, to call our own.” Marron tells you. “Once we're settled in, I think I'll come join you too. But what do you plan to do here?”
“We're going to explore, see what sights there are to see.” you answer. “Unless there's something of interest you think we should check out first?”

“I don't know if it's still around, but if this is where West City used to be, Kami's Lookout would be to the west of here above the land of Korin, if it's still there.” Marron replies, turning and pointing with each sentence. “Further southwest would be Baba's Palace, then further south would be South City on its island. Next island over is where the old World Martial Arts tournaments were held, if the place is still there. Southeast, still on the continent will lead to the still-burning Frypan Mountain, if it's still intact and Roshi didn't obliterate it. As well as Pilaf's Castle, or where it was in my time. Before it was smashed by Oozaru. Further east in the mountain range of Mount Paozu is Jingle Village and Muscle Tower are to the northeast, in the frozen plains.”

She's given you a few locations to check out, but, well:

Where do you go first?
>Kami's Lookout. It was faint, but you felt SOMETHING in that direction for a moment
>Baba's palace, you can sense beings stronger than most on this world that way
>South City and the world tournament area, see what these places look like
>Frypan Mountain and Pilaf Castle, they sound interesting
>Mount Paozu,
>Jingle Village and Muscle Tower
>Let the kids decide what they want to see first
>Other(write in)?

>>6193075
>Let the kids decide what they want to see first
These choices are all too good imho

>>6193075
>Let the kids decide what they want to see first
Be independent and all that, chill'un.

>>6193075
>>Let the kids decide what they want to see first

>>6193075
>Let the kids decide what they want to see first

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Rolled 3 (1d5)

>>6193078
>>6193082
>>6193084
>>6193085
Let the kids decide what they want to see first wins it. Writing.

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>>6193075
“Those sound interesting, what do you all think?” you ask, turning from Marron to your children. Who start talking among themselves, all at first saying they want to see different places. But as they discuss, several turn to you asking for you to have final say, you tell them all that they have to agree together. So they do, after a minute or so discussing they decide they want to go to the south city, where the tournament arena is. Curious what a human Martial Arts tournament looks like. So, with this agreed upon you all take to the air, flying south as Marron stays with her people. Flying over the continent, you then go out over the ocean, which smells oddly less salty than your own. Flying over the sea, you all then come to a rather large island bustling with activity, vehicles flying about and moving on the road.

“So, this is South City. Never thought I'd actually visit one.” Maza says, you turning to your eldest half-demon son curiously. Sensing your gaze he turns to you, grinning. “Mother had considered sending me to one, years and years ago to battle the Androids who appeared and destroyed it. In most timelines anyways. But it seems this one was spared.”
“Androids?” Okira asks, confused. “Why wouldn't she just BUILD androids to fight you, I'm sure she could have.”
“Indeed. Which is why I never went, in the end.” he replies, turning towards the large mountain. “And that is where the fools gathered, thinking themselves superior. Standing around doing nothing, while the robots went to work destroying the city right under their noses.”

But as you all fly there, looking down on the city, suddenly a single flying vehicle breaks away from the group, flying up towards you. The red bulb on its roof flashing warning lights, you remembering this from the first time you'd visited the planet. Local security and enforcers. The craft flies up level to you all, the window rolling down as a man with a thick mustache leans out, voice amplifier in hand as he shouts.

“Unknown beings! You are flying through restricted airspace, in direct violation of the law! Either fly down to ground level for detainment, or be shot down!”
“Really? They're attempting arrest US?” Koruza exclaims, you glancing over to him. Seeing Darkness held in Milha's arms, face blushing red as she's held in a princess carry. “Father, should I send him running?”
“No, I'll handle this.” you say, flying out to the front of the group. Where the man starts shouting once more.

“Don't move! You all are-!” he starts, but then freezes as he recognizes you. “Hey, hold on. You-You're-!?”


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>>6193142
“General Karn, of the PTO. I'm here with my family, taking in the sights of this world.” you tell the man, whose skin has paled considerably as he recognizes you.
“Y-Y-You're General Karn?! Ah-Oh-F-! Forgive me, General! I-I hadn't been informed you would be coming!”
“That's because this isn't an 'official' visit.” you reply to him, waving off his fear. “I'm just vising your world with my family, seeing what your planet has to offer and taking in the sights. Though, I would appreciate if this incident doesn't happen again.”
“Understood sir, I'll call it in right away! Umm, would there be anything else, sir?” he asks, you realizing there is.

“Yes, just one more thing. I was told that your people had a martial arts tournament here on this planet, and that the stage for this was near your city. Mind pointing out which way it would be?” you ask, the man looking confused a moment before retreating fully back inside his car, speaking with someone over his radio. After seceral seconds his head pops back, out of the window, along with his passenger's arm out of the other one.
“Of course. We haven't held the tournament in years, not since Demon King Piccolo destroyed most of the martial artists after his rise to power. But I do believe the old stadium is on the next island over.”
“Appreciate it, let's go everyone.” you sya, turning to your family and all of you taking off. Several of your kids wave to the local enforcement, who seem relieved as you all fly away. And after a few seconds of flying you see it, the island much smaller than the one the city's on. Flying down, you find the arena. Or, rather, what's left of it. The thatch roof is in disrepair, the entire site looking abandoned. And where a stage presumably once sat, now is nothing more than a large square hole, the edges seemingly blasted away dozens of scores of yards straight down into the earth. There are no stands or grand stadium, just a low wall from which behind the people presumably once watched. All in all, for a title like a 'world' tournament, it seems to be a rather small place.

“Wow. Someone blew up the arena.” Kayle says, flying down into the hole. Down and down she goes, until her energy stops. “This hole's DEEP!”
“Wonder if that was the so-called Demon King you took the other Namekians' world?” Okira ponders aloud as your kids start spreading out, exploring the place as you fly over it. You can imagine it was once a rather nice, if quaint place, its more archaic construction pointing to a long history of fighters long lost to time and their deaths at Piccolo's hands. Seems that he, after having been sealed away for hundreds of years by a martial artist, took his time taking them all out in this reality. But as you muse over this, Maz calls for you from within the main building. “Dad, Mom, come look!”


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>>6193143
Curious, you and your wife share a look before flying down, into the entrance past the broken sign into a larger room. One where a half-dozen fighting stages are set up inside the building, one of them clear of roof debris. And despite the antique look of it, the stone seems solid enough. Although small, when you consider the relative weakness of this world's people and how few of them seem able to fly, a stage like this would be just about right for them to test themselves against each other.

“Look, there were more fighting stages inside!” he continues, clearly excited as Koruza speaks up.
“This is where the preliminary matches were held, as Earth's World Martial Arts Tournament only had eight competitors who got the 'honor' of fighting on the main stage before the crowd.” your youngest half-demon says, clearly knowledgeable about this tournament. “Only other martial artists could watch these preliminary matches, gauging the strengths of whoever they'd eventually face before the crowds outside.”
“It's a shame this place is all abandoned, I was rather looking forward to seeing how differently techniques of Earth evolved in this timeline.” Maza says as Kayle leaps up onto the stage, then points down directly at Maz.

“Then let's have our own tournament! Me an' you Maz, let's go!” she challenges, Maz more than eager to take up the challenge. Leaping over onto the stage as well, both turning to Koruza. “Hey, you wanna referee? Since you know so much about the earth tournament?”
“Heh. Alright, why not?” he replies, flying up onto the stage as well. “The rules are simple. You have to either force your opponent to surrender or touch something not attached to this stage. No flying or destroying the building, no time limit. Both fighter's ready?”

“Ready!” Maz shouts, aura faintly glowing around his body.
“Hehe, ready!” Kayle replies, the two taking their fighting stances. Koruza looks back and forth between them, raising his right hand overhead, then swinging it down with a shout of, “Begin!”

And the younger twins immediately surge forward towards each other, this abandoned place filled with the grunts and sounds of combat for the first time in years. And as the two go at it, you have a thought. You wonder if Krillin and the others would be interested in reopening the tournament, the men clearly martial artists themselves. Surely they'd be interested in returning this place to what it once was?


-Saiyan Conqueror Quest 234 paused.

>>6193146
And that's it for this weekend, everyone enjoy the start to this episode? Curious what you might find on this planet, what familiar and unfamiliar faces you may encounter and what secrets there are to find? Curious where the Tuffle menace has fled to, where it is hiding and if Zamasu will recover enough to be a threat anymore? This and more, next time when Saiyan Conqueror Quest continues!

>>6193147
>familiar and unfamiliar faces you may encounter and what secrets there are to find?
If Korin and Yajirobe haven't had a baby I riot.

>>6193147
>Curious where the Tuffle menace has fled to, where it is hiding and if Zamasu will recover enough to be a threat anymore?
Doesn't matter, we are killing them anyways. I'm wondering if we'll find Arale. That'd be a learning experience.

>>6193152
Cute, but they don't look the type to want one.

>>6193147
>Curious what you might find on this planet, what familiar and unfamiliar faces you may encounter

Karn about to get his arse kicked by Arale

>>6193159
>'m wondering if we'll find Arale. That'd be a learning experience.

Lol. My page hadn't updated yet to show your post. Had the same thought, though

>>6193159
>>6193163
>>6193165
oh god I forgot she's on this planet
fuck fuck fuck shit if we see her we need to leave immediately

>>6193147
Ya know, for whatever reason, I would have expected somebody to have been haunting the old WMAT grounds. Though I guess it makes sense that the Martial Artists with lingering attachments to this world are probably haunting their places of death...that or they're all on Baba's payroll now.

>>6193152
If both are still alive.
>>6193159
If you land in Penguin Village, things could either go well, or go completely sideways.
>>6193163
She could do it.
>>6193171
Why leave?
>>6193176
Just wait. Perhaps the sounds of combat may draw eyes?

Fuck Captcha Check

>>6193528
Amen. All these shitty captchas just for chat-gpt bots to infest the site regardless

>>6193528
Agreed. If it worked that’d be one thing, but making the site worse for no benefit is annoying

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>>6193147
>And that's it for this weekend, everyone enjoy the start to this episode?
Yes.
>Curious what you might find on this planet, what familiar and unfamiliar faces you may encounter and what secrets there are to find?
Sure. I hope the lookout exists as well as Hyperbolic Time Chamber.
>Curious where the Tuffle menace has fled to, where it is hiding
Very much.
>and if Zamasu will recover enough to be a threat anymore?
I think they will be a threat for sure.
>This and more, next time when Saiyan Conqueror Quest continues!
Now that we are on Earth I really need to ask do you think Karn would be a good driver? I would also like to ask which one of Karn’s family members or friends would be best at driving?

>>6193877
Glad you enjoyed. And if you discover the Lookout, site of the battle between Kami and Demon King Piccolo, you'll see what's left. Who is left.
He's learned he must be stronger to face either you or Chaya, much less both.
Maybe some. But most, without that dream to motivate them, won't stray from the Kai path of sitting by and doing nothing.
No, would find it pointless at best. If they had to drive? Meloka. She could do si with her eyes closed, thanks to her Energy Shell's perfect awareness of her surroundings.

>>6193877
I think the HTC would still be around, if only because KP wouldn't have any good reason to destroy it, other than to spite Kami or just collateral damage. There's nobody to terrorize with it and there's only 3 people in existence that know of that specific room.
>>6193906
>Maybe some. But most, without that dream to motivate them, won't stray from the Kai path of sitting by and doing nothing.
Wait, does this mean that their ambition fizzles out to shitposting about ningen on Godchan's /pol/ equivalent, or do they mellow out and become well-rounded and mentally sound (by Kai standards)?
>No, would find it pointless at best
They'll never know the joys of a roadtrip. Sad. Well, maybe not, they get space roadtrips. The real question is who would be the WORST driver out of the entire family?

>>6193970
The thing with Piccolo is that he's nothing if not thorough.
Dude murdered just about every martial artist on Earth on the off chance one of them might learn the Mafuba, remember? Destroying the entrance to the Hyperbolic Time Chamber in case somebody wanted to try and surpass his strength instead fits nicely into that level of paranoia.

>>6193970
It's possible. But cab you get past the steward in a Guardian's absence?
Without the dream of a ningenless reality to motivate them, would Zamasu try and erase the mortals?
They've space road tripped before, some of them. But usually off to war. As for worst, that's a toss up between three of the youngest four, impatient and impulsive. Okira'd be fine, because her training ever since realizing what her Stand does has been careful consideration of her words and actions' consequences.
>>6193987
He MAY have. We'll have to wait and see.

But this does bring up a good question. Should we get Maz and Kayle from a… Different character besides Karn’s family pov, one that will get a bit of exposition out of the way before we roll into this weekend? Or perhaps we should follow Bardock’s pov on arriving to Raditz’ world instead, and see firsthand what Bardock, Leyas and Sarada found?

>>6194088
i say we gotta let the Baby hate stew, go with the kids' fight first

>>6194088
I am always down for the outside perspective, especially when it comes to stuff our kids are doing.
That said, who do you have in mind?

>>6194088
Would love a Maz and Kayle interlude.

>>6194088
Maz and Kayle, please. They feel forgotten.

>>6194090
Oh its a brewin'.
>>6194104
>That said, who do you have in mind?
Well wouldn't that just spoil the entire intermission if I said now?
>>6194147
>>6194246
There's a reason the episode ended with their sparring match in the old WMAT qualifier stage. Someone else was here, perhaps more than one someone...

>>6194267
>Well wouldn't that just spoil the entire intermission if I said now?
I know, but it's tradition for me to ask for blatant spoilers.

>>6194386
Tell me the plot of Citizen Kane. But no spoilers it just came out.

>>6194394
As I said, it's TRADITION!

>>6193906
>Maybe some. But most, without that dream to motivate them, won't stray from the Kai path of sitting by and doing nothing.
>>6194068
>Without the dream of a ningenless reality to motivate them, would Zamasu try and erase the mortals?
Is this really as severe as you describe it? It kind of sounds as if Karn remotely gave every Zamasu in existence in the past, present and future and a severe brain damage. When we meet a Zamasu next time will he be an apathetic soulless husk, an empty shell of a person looking blankly into the distance with a thousand-yard stare?
>>6194088
>Should we get Maz and Kayle
Maz and Kayle.

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>>6194516
I think it's less of a lobotomy and more like shattering his idea of a better future across space and time. You know, the soul-crushing realization one tends to get when faced with horrific forces beyond their control. Zamasu will still hate mortals in many timelines, no doubt about that, but it will be the apathetic and defeated kind of hatred instead of the intense zealot kind. He'd have his misgivings, but would almost never act on them or possibly mellow out without that passion to exterminate all mortal life.

Basically, we beat his ass so hard it made him a marginally better person across reality.

>>6194557
>the soul-crushing realization one tends to get when faced with horrific forces beyond their control.
Bro got introduced to taxes.

>>6194386
Fair
>>6194394
Ha
>>6194516
>Is this really as severe as you describe it?
Let me put it to you another way, simplified. Let's say you have the dream of becoming a millionaire. Then that dream is put in a physical object, not just in your head but the two are inextricably linked. Then that object is so destroyed you can't ever recall what it even looked like, taking the dream along with it. You now cannot even FATHOM the concept of you being a millionaire.
THAT is the level of damage we're talking.
>>6194557
Picture's exactly it, the dream itself is dead regardless of motivation/Faith. THAT is the real power of the Berserker Soul.
>>6194563
HA! Not an entirely wrong comparison.

>>6194596
>THAT is the real power of the Berserker Soul.
That doesn't quite seem fair.

>>6194623
Fair? Karn's a lot of things, but FAIR isn't one of them.

>>6194666
Well, I still think Zamasu is at his core a vindictive piece of shit who likes making others suffer, so my bet is that even after this he will still look for ways to indulge in his sadism even if it's separated from his egolatry.

>>6194557
Thank you for this explanation.
>>6194596
Thank you for this explanation as well. I can see now why Mechikabura is worried about Karn’s power. I think Zamasu will be a shadow of his former self now. I wonder how he will react to this change. I wonder if he will give up or maybe he will try to fill this void with something else. Maybe each Zamasu will react differently. He had a fighting talent. Perhaps he will somehow focus on it now? I guess the void that was left after the dream was destroyed must be hard to bear.
>>6194818
Maybe he will do it as you say it. I’m not sure but I think each Zamasu might react a little differently to this situation. I’m curious how it will go.

>>6194818
He's not going comatose or anything. And some will recognize YOU as the one who took what is causing the sense of something missing from their souls on-sight. All Zamasu who shared that vision of reality will subconsciously know it was you, but won't recognize it until and unless they come face-to-face with Karn.
>>6195203
Yes. Combining the Berserker Soul with Divine Dragon Force has the power and ability to destroy concepts, much less HIM.
Probably depends on the Zamasu. Many of those still Kai, who never actually killed their Gowasu themselves will give up. But those who have Saiyan bodies, have Saiyan appetites and drive may find themselves not so easily cowed. Being mortal, at least partially, will help them overcome losing a dream.

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9 hours to the intermission. And we get to see the fate of a certain someone...

>>6195403
>spoiler
Alright, consider my interest piqued.

>>6195403
Nam? Good morning Viet?

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-Saiyan Conqueror Quest 234 Intermission-

AGE 759, PLANET EARTH

“Papaya Island. It has been a long time since I last saw you.” you say to yourself, then turn to the fisherman who'd pulled up close to the island. “Thank you for your help.”
“Of course, King Chappa. I was a big fan of your work, back when you'd won your tournament.” the man says, then with a conspiratorial look leans in. “So, is it true? Have you come back here to restore the World Martial Arts Tournament?”
“Hahaha, we shall see, my friend.” you tell him with a wink, seeing the man's eyes widen. Then, without waiting for his response you leap from the bow of his small boat, soaring through the air. Nearly flying over a hundred yards through the sky to land down on the beach, completely clearing the water with a single bound. “Hmph. Alright, let's see what's left of the old place.”

You are King Chappa, one of the greatest martial artists left on the planet. As a former champion of the World Martial Arts Tournament and survivor of Demon King Piccolo's servant Tambourine's purge of martial artists, when even great masters like the Crane Hermit, Gohan, and even the God of Martial Arts Master Roshi himself, you had redoubled your efforts. Focusing on pushing your body beyond its limits, you had become strong. Strong enough to defeat that monster Tambourine a hundred times over. However, when you had emerged from exile, ready to best the monster and his demonic master, you had learned that he had been bested. Defeated by none other than the students of Crane and Turtle, as well as Gohan's protegee. The three teaming up to beat the monster, returning the world to peace with help of the Red Ribbon Army, of all organizations.

But as you think on the past, walking through the ruins of the city that had no doubt been destroyed by the Demon King, the silence reminds you of all that you had lost. Your home, your family, your students, they were all wiped out by the Demon King's minion. As the wind whistles through the empty streets, the breeze blowing across your skin, you think back of all you've overcome in your isolation.

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>>6195637
Climbing Mount Goro-Goro and claiming the legendary Sacred Crown, an object you'd originally dismissed as a myth. But you'd sought it out after your near-death at Tambourine's hands, discovering the crown was indeed real. It and other legendary artifacts of martial arts masters past, facing their trials and conquering them to become the strongest you've ever been. And before you've even realized it, your feet have walked the path to the temple, where the greatest tournament on Earth used to be held. But as you look it over, you can't help but feel a wave of sadness. The temple grounds, once a monument to the history of Earth's martial arts was reduced to this sorry state.

“What a shame.” you say, shaking your head and placing your hands in a prayer pose, offering a quick word for the souls of the monks who once ran this place. Who, no doubt, had been executed by Piccolo. The building itself, while still standing, is in serious disrepair. It looks as if no one has maintained the building since the last tournament, years ago. However, you do notice something odd. Through a section of broken-down wall you do see that the lawn has, surprisingly, been cut. “Hrmm? Curious.”

You stop at the hole in the wall, peering around. Where you see some of the paths are still damaged, but despite this the rubble is all piled neatly in one corner. The grass is clearly trimmed away from the building and path, and despite the state of disrepair, the place is relatively well-kept. Unlike the rest of the city, someone has been taking care of these grounds as best they could.

“Hmmm. I wonder if any of the monks survived?” you mutter, gently leaping up and over the crumbling wall, landing silently on the path. Your bare feet not making a sound as you land and then turn, walking inside the main building. With all of your senses on high alert, unsure if whoever is still residing here would be friendly or not. Despite Piccolo's death, you're not sure the news would reach someone so isolated. In fact, you hadn't known he was killed for nearly six months. Stepping into the building, a wave of nostalgia hits you as you see the main interior room, where the preliminary stages are set up. Several covered in parts of the roof, one mostly buried where the ceiling collapsed, but one of the stages is still in pristine condition. And it is, in fact, the same one you'd battled Master Roshi's disciple, the former Orin Temple monk Krillin. Remembering back to that fight you leap once more, landing on the stage and taking your same fighting stance as you had that day, remembering your encounter with the young man as you close your eyes.

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>>6195639
“So, you are the Turtle Hermit's disciple?” you'd asked the small child, towering over him and not taking the boy seriously. “Defeating a student of the legendary Master Roshi will be proof of my right to this title.”
“Big talk.” the young man, who you later learned was named Krillin said, taking his fighting stance. Which, while he doesn't have the confidence of decades of experience, you couldn't deny even then that he was powerful. His guard left no openings, his eyes tracked your every movement without being drawn in. But you'd underestimated him, thinking you could start slowly. But as the signal was given to begin he'd immediately leapt directly into close range, his speed shocking you as he got in close. You had done your best to defend yourself, but back then you'd only been able to block about one of every three to four attacks he'd fired, quickly sending you flying out of the ring. Yet, after besting you he hadn't bragged, instead leaping down to you and offering a hand up. “You alright? I didn't go too hard on you, did I?”

“K-King Chappa?” a voice shouts, snapping you out of your memories as your eyes fly open. Turning, you see a familiar figure wearing a clearly worn black suit, still wearing his sunglasses even. “You-you're ALIVE?!”
“Announcer? You are still here in this place?” you ask, genuinely surprised that he's here, much less alive. “What are you doing here?”
“I could ask you the same thing. I thought you were dead!” he replies, you seeing the broom in his hands. Realizing that he's been the one keeping this place as maintained as he could. “As for what I'm doing here, well... Honestly, just reliving the good old days, before the Demon King. It breaks my heart to see this place in such disrepair, so I come by every month or so to do what I can for it.”

“I see. It is good that this place means as much to you as it does me.” you tell him, leaping down off the stage and landing in front of him, laying a hand on his shoulder. “And now that the Demon King is well and gone, I was coming by to see what shape this place was in. How much work it would take to restore the grounds to their former glory, and bring this tournament back.”
“Wait, y-you mean it? You're going to restate the tournament?” he asks, eyes sparkling bright through his sunglasses. “Oh happy day!”

“One day, I seek to restore the tournament. But, first, we need to see what shape the old place is in.” you tell him. “Tell me, is the main stage still serviceable?”
“Oh, well, about that...” he replies, immediately sounding downcast. “I think you'd better see for yourself.”
“Very well.” you reply, turning towards the front, leading the way back to the entrance. Walking out of the building, only to be shocked with what you find.

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“Wh-What? Where is the stage?!” you exclaim, it taking your brain moments to process what you're seeing. Where there WAS a stage is a nearly-perfect square hole, carved deep into the earth. “What happened here?”
“It was the final match of the previous tournament. Tien Shinhan's big attack, the Kikoho. He used it to destroy the arena, leaving Krillin no place to touch down. Meaning he lost by ring out, as Tien can fly.”
“Mmmm. The Crane School's Sky Dancing technique. A useful skill, in the right circumstances.” you say, but then freeze in place as you feel it. Suddenly your entire body warns you of danger, of a threat headed for you. SO, without questioning it or explaining what you feel, you turn, grabbing the announcer and dashing deeper inside the building. Slapping your other hand carefully over his mouth and turning the corner, your heart rate skyrocketing. “Something's coming. Stay quiet.”

“Wow! Someone blue up the arena!” a child's voice calls, you gesturing to the announcer to remain quiet as you strain to listen. Then, from presumably down in the hole as the voice echoes back up. “This hole's DEEP!”
“Let us hide.” you whisper, the announcer nodding. Gesturing to a pile of rubble, then moving, sneaking in behind it with practiced ease. Which makes you think he'd been doing this even when the Demon King was still alive. You follow him, ducking into the hidden alcove. But then after a moment you hear what sounds like another child, this one more male-sounding shout out.
“Dad, Mom, come look!” it shouts, you and the announcer sharing confused looks. Who would come to this place? And, more importantly, why are these voices making you fear for your life? You hadn't been this terrified when facing Piccolo's hitman, Tambourine. So why does your body tremble so? “Look, there were more fighting stages inside!”

“This is where the preliminary matches were held, as Earth's World Martial Arts Tournament only had eight competitors who got the 'honor' of fighting on the main stage before the crowd.” another voice, this one clearly older says. Whoever it is, they are clearly knowledgeable about this tournament. But who could this be? “Only other martial artists could watch these preliminary matches, gauging the strengths of whoever they'd eventually face before the crowds outside.”
“It's a shame this place is all abandoned, I was rather looking forward to seeing how differently techniques of Earth evolved in this timeline.” yet another, older masculine voice says as you hear the sound of boots on the stage, then the girl's voice from earlier calls out a challenge.
“Then let's have our own tournament! Me an' you Maz, let's go!” the girl challenges, you hear another pair of booted feet land on the stage. “Hey, you wanna referee? Since you know so much about the earth tournament?”

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>>6195643
On the one cleared off stage you see two children, each around the same height as Krillin was that day while several other beings are gathered around. The first thing you notice is their uniform, most of the more human-looking ones wearing some type of battle armor. Except for the ones with different colored skin, who each have their own distinctive style and a woman wearing a fighting gi. But then you notice they all have tails, some wearing them wrapped around their waists like belts, others letting them flick back and forth freely. Everyone's eyes are on the two children, none of them noticing the two of you.

“Sure, why not?” the purple-skinned one says, not jumping so much as flying up onto the stage. “The rules are simple. You have to either force your opponent to surrender or touch something not attached to this stage. No flying or destroying the building, no time limit. Both fighter's ready?”
“Ready!” the boy-voice from earlier shouts, you seeing his aura manifesting with a reddish glow around his body.

“Hehe, ready!” the girl who'd gone down into the hole replies, the two taking their fighting stances as her aura rises as well. The one they got to officiate looks back and forth between them, raising his right hand overhead, then swinging it down with a shout of “Begin!” And immediately the two children go at it. Neither hesitates, moving so fast you can barely keep up. Their right fists clash in the center of the ring, the force of the shock wave forcing you to brace yourself, lest you be knocked right off your feet. Caught by surprise, the announcer is knocked off-balance. However, as he falls over, several bits of debris are also picked up by the force of their punch, no one turning towards the two of you as the children go at it. You don't even look his way, mesmerized by the speed, skill and power these children are displaying.

“HAAAA!” the boy shouts, following up the right with a left wheel kick up top, which she blocks by pulling her right back and bracing it with her left. Stopping the kick and immediately firing back with a front snap kick of her own. But the boy dodges by leaping up off his back foot, twisting in the air and firing an almost horizontal stomp kick with his right aimed at her face. But she dodges by flipping back onto her hands, then springing back to her feet.
“Such prowess...” you think to yourself, watching the two children going at it. They're already fighting at a level you can barely keep up with, despite their age. And your instincts tell you that the massive wall of a man standing there with his arms crossed, not wearing armor like the rest, his undersuit torn around his waist is the father. A man who radiates power, even looking near him makes your skin crawl.

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>>6195646
However, as you stand there, he seems to notice your gaze on him, turning and seeing you as well as the announcer. Immediately his eyes are hard, narrowing as he sees you both. You freeze, knowing with complete certainty that, should this being so desire, he could kill you. And there wouldn't be a damn thing you could do about it. However, as he looks at you both, suddenly a voice you've never heard speaks directly into your mind.

“Who are you?” it asks, tone authoritative and powerful. However, before you can reply, the Announcer speaks aloud, EVERYONE turning at his voice.
“I-I-I was the announcer f-f-for the World Tournament, back before th-the Demon King killed most of them.” he says, even the two children on the stage stopping mid-fight, turning towards you both. “And th-the caretaker who kept it as maintained as my l-limited skillset would allow.”
“And I am King Chappa. A former two-time champion of this tournament.” you say, stepping forward only a single step, no closer. “When I sensed your arrival I hid us, not knowing your intentions. But it would seem that you are fellow martial artists.”

“King Chappa? You survived?” the purple-skinned one asks, seemingly genuinely surprised. “You mean Tambourine didn't kill you in this timeline?”
“He certainly tried. But by a miracle I survived.” you reply, cautiously taking another step forward. “Your fighting talents are incredible. Would you mind if we observe?”
“Of course, come on over. As a native, I wonder how their skills will compare to your people's own.” the big man replies, gesturing for your both to come stand beside him. He then turns as you start walking forward, addressing his kids. “Looks like you two get an audience.”

“Hehe, now I really can't lose!” the boy replies, going back on the attack. Going in with a right flying side kick at the girl's head. Which she ducks and retaliates with a heavy right punch to his guts, only for her strike to be caught in his left hand. The boy, her brother firing a short left upwards kick to her chin, knocking her back onto her back. But with her body coiled like a spring on landing she rolls back forward into a left kick straight up into his body, stunning the boy a moment. But her follow up left is blocked, the boy landing on his feet and following up with a left turning kick which she blocks and spins into a sweeping trip, knocking him off balance. As the two children go at it, their fight already at a level you can barely keep up with, you wonder where in the world such powerful fighters could have all come from? Could the rumors that aliens landed in Gingertown a month ago really be true after all?

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>>6195647
You watch in awe as the two children continue their sparring match, seemingly evenly matched at first. But as the fight continues, the boy's aggression starts to get the better of the girl. Who misses timing on some of her blocks, while the boy keeps pressing his attack even when she counters him. He's tenacious, but as the two disengage after more than a minute of the most intense, high-speed exchange of blows you've ever witnessed, you can see that he's also wearing out. Despite getting the better of their exchange, the girl's nose bleeding and also breathing heavy, his breaths are more ragged, more labored. If nothing changes, he's going to gas out first.

“Incredible. I've never seen fighting of this level from ones so young.” you say, seeing the large man's mouth twitch up in a smirk as he doesn't take his eyes off the two. “Tell me: did you train them yourself?”
“Not alone. Their grandfather also taught them for years, as well as our planet's Guardians.” he replies, confirming your suspicion that they are indeed aliens. But, it would seem the announcer was unaware of this.
“Wait, you guys are aliens? Real life aliens?!” he exclaims, more shocked by this than the display of power and skill.
“Of course. You mean the tails and our... Complexions didn't give it away?” the tallest of the three with primary colored skin asks, blue skin standing out against the reds he's wearing and his white hair and tail.

“I don't know how much you've seen of this planet, but there are anthropomorphic animals, were-people, and a lot of others of all sorts of shades and hues.” he replies. “But I hadn't expected actual aliens to look... So much like us.”
“The universe does seem to have a preferred body shape.” the gi-wearing woman replies, then shouts up to the two on stage. “Are you gonna keep going, or are you both giving up?”
“Heh, you ready Kayle?” the boy asks, smirking as he clenches his fists. “I'm gonna stop holding back!”

“Me too!” she replies, both fighters' tired auras blazing as they begin to shift. Changing from red and blue to golden, as both children transform. Their hair changes from black to golden, same with their auras and even the fur on their tails. Their eyes also change from black to a bright green, the two then retaking their fighting stances as if they were fully fresh fighters, no longer out of breath. “I'm not gonna lose!”
“Oh yeah? We'll see about that!” he shouts back, and both fighters move. Their speed making them little more than blurs. But as the two fight, you can't help but smile. You had thought yourself near the peak of power, at the pinnacle. But now you can see that your journey so far was just the first step, the thought filling you with joy. You still have so much more to experience, so much more to grow. Your journey to martial arts mastery is still just beginning.


-Saiyan Conqueror Quest 234 Intermission End-

I'm glad King Chappa lived, he's a pretty cool character. And the based Announcer lived too, which makes me really happy. But man, it must be a kick in the head to go on an intense training arc and come back to find that the big bad guy running the world in his evil ways died ages ago. But in the space age, anything is possible. I wonder if King Chappa will become more important later on.

Chappa training so hard he completely missed everything is peak Dragon Ball, not gonna lie. I'm also glad that his instincts are enough to recognize the truth of things, even if he can't sense ki.

The announcer never dies. Just like the bartender never dies. Hell yeah.

>>6195318
>Yes. Combining the Berserker Soul with Divine Dragon Force has the power and ability to destroy concepts, much less HIM.
Very impressive.
>>6195648
Very nice epilogue. Good to see those two survivors. Tournaments are nice, though Karn and most of his allies are too strong for them. Usually if they enter it's almost certain that it will devolve into Tournament between Karn and his allies as most other fighters would be insignificant.
Though there is a place where there could be a tournament with fighters that can bring real challenge. It would be at Conton City.

>>6195661
Yes, he's one that sadly never got enough time after DB. Especially with all the different ways he could evolve his signature technique, even BEYOND what Tambourine did in their fight.
We'll have to wait and see.
>>6195730
Thank you, glad you think so too. Shows up ready for one threat, only to be informed it's already over would be a Toriyama-style gag with him falling over.
>>6195750
I mean, he only dies in canon once, twice when Super happens. Both only happen because the entire planet went.
>>6195764
Karn is very specifically built. Constructed alternatively, one might say.
Glad you had fun, and hopefully we'll see more who may or may not have survived the Demon King's reign over earth. And while such a tournament would be beneath Karn himself, he may certainly like seeing the techniques the earthlings developed. After all, they made androids so indistinguishable from people the only way he can tell they aren't wholly 'real' is by them having no ki whatsoever. Stands to reason that they'd have other creative implementations of their fighting spirit. Especially after the techniques Marron told him of, how a LOT of Cell's arsenal came from Earth.

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.... Super Saiyan 4 is in Daima, and with it a slight redesign. What a time to be alive.

24 hours to go, are you ready?


>>6196301
I thought that was a shitpost, it's REAL?

>>6196311
Nah, it's real bro. And the redesign is kinda ass in my opinion.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d7HW-V-BXrI

>>6196312
The fact that everyone is all stunted and midgety looking does NOT help.

>>6196362
No it does not. I can understand what they were going for back making the arms more ape-like but not Goku's arms completely covered in fur looks weird.

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>>6196301
>GT is fucking canon

Ok, now that I got over the initial shock, I'm finding the donkey kong arms a little offputting. Kinda wish the hair on the head stayed black too, but can't win em all. More importantly though, what the hell does this mean for this quest?

>>6196387
>>6196393
Apparently this guy did a potential unlock on Goku and that's how he did it. I'm going to say that this is also the reason what it looks and functions slightly differently.

Unlocking it the 'natural way' like in GT gives you that version. Using magic shortcuts gives you the weirdo Daima version.

>>6196416
forgot the pic, it's supposed to be Neva. The Guardian of the Demon Realm Dragon Balls.

>>6196416
>>6196420
You dropped it again but I see your point. So does that make it the watered down Goku version of whatever the fuck Orangeccolo is?

>>6196311
I'm ready, I'm just still reeling from the impact of Baby Super Saiyan 4. Christ.

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>>6196312
Its not bad, not great either. But hard to top an iconic form. Although we can see what other spinoff series he took inspiration from.
>>6196362
The one part gt did right was aging him back up for 4.
>>6196387
What a time to be alive.
>>6196393
For this quest? Not much, as obtaining that particular variant of the form isn't readily accessible.
>>6196416
Not only Daima has this sort of coloration style. After all, what has Daima shown us of the relation between Demons and Kai?
>>6196428
More of the form BEFORE Orange Piccolo, the brighter yellowgreen one I believe.
>>6196440
Oh you guys are NOT ready, I can assure you that much. But for those of you who're as old as I am, his form may hit some nostalgia.

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>>6196311
>24 hours to go, are you ready?
I’m preparing to post.
>>6196393
>what the hell does this mean for this quest?
Could it be a new transformation path to pursue?

Is the recent destruction of Zamasu Dimension something that many noticed? Average deities, Kais, Angels, time travellers, do most of them know about it? Or is it something most of them have no clue about? Are only those few in the know aware of what Karn did?

>>6195902
>I mean, he only dies in canon once, twice when Super happens. Both only happen because the entire planet went.
Imagine if you will, the Announcer guy in King Yemma's office before the Earth gets restored, watching Goku and Kid Buu battle on, doing what he does best as the ogres around him keep cheering for Goku. It might not have happened in canon, but it feels like a thing he'd do, no?

>>6196301
>>6196458
I ain't gonna lie, I like the color better that way. Anchor Arms were odd at first, but after seeing Goku run on all fours like a literal monkey it made more sense to me.

>>6196480
I'd recommend everyone post in the morning before the new episode each weekend, just to avoid the 15 minute timer once we start. If your connection's stable anyways.
That MANY noticed? No, as it wasn't a physical thing. Until it was. But going into it and destroying it there was far more complete than destroying it in your timeline. You broke it across ALL Zamasu and even partially across time itself. But not going into that, as that's more complicated. Short answer, it cannot be brought back into your or Marron's timelines, as they were connected when that concept was erased thanks to Mechikabura's portal.
>>6196603
Oh absolutely, if he wasn't trying to end the series and wrap things up, he'd definitely have done a panel or two about it.
I still prefer the red and black, but that really only works with the yellow pants and definitively NOT orange.

I hate waking up this early. It's too early for SOON.

soon

SOON

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>>6193146
Previously on Saiyan Conqueror Quest:

After learning the true scope of his achievements against Zamasu, Karn returned home only to learn of the disaster the Tuffle parasite wrought on Raditz during the time you'd been handling the issues with the Zamasu. Killing Raditz' wife Redis, presumably taking over his body and killing that entire planet's population before fleeing into the void of space. After informing his most isolated children Broly and Chilli of what happened, then telling their allies Karn and Meloka told Chaya, who kept herself under control. Karn then took his family to Earth, to see the sights. Venturing south from the Red Ribbon Base, Karn and his family found the ruins of the planet's World Martial Arts tournament, and as we rejoin Karn, you're watching Maz and Kayle trading blows on the interior stage along with some of the locals, the younger children going full power.

“Haaa!” Maz shouts, having pushed his sister to the edge with a side kick leaps in, throwing an overhand right aimed at knocking her off the stage. Only for Kayle to fan block it over her left shoulder, then grabbing his arm with her left hand. Bringing her right up to his triceps while dropping to a knee, she swings him straight over her shoulder in a toss, sending him flying right off the platform. Crashing to the ground, landing flat on his back.
“It's over! Maz is out-of-bounds, the winner is Kayle!” the man who only called himself the announcer shouts over Koruza, everyone turning to look at him. Which he sees, straightening up and rubbing the back of his head in clear embarrassment. “S-Sorry about that. Old habits die hard.”

“I'm sure big sis Chaya'd want you to announce for her fights. You have a good voice for it.” Okira tells him as Kayle leaps off the stage, reaching down and offering her hand to Maz. Who takes it, the two laughing off their match as the announcer thanks your daughter.
“I'll get you next time.” Maz says, the two holding no hard feelings over this. But the one most surprised by their match is the man calling himself King Chappa, the darker skinned man wearing a half-gi in yellow.
“Your children possess incredible power and skill.” he says to you. “Tell me, are all of your children this strong?”

“More or less. The older ones are much stronger than them, but with age comes training and experience.” you reply proudly. “What of yourself? You seem strong, for those of this world anyways.”
“I will take it as a compliment.” he replies. “Yes, I spent years training after nearly falling to the Demon King's assassin, Tambourine. Evolving and perfecting my technique, so I could best even someone strong enough to kill the God of Martial Arts himself, the legendary Master Roshi.”


cont

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>>6196850
“Wait, Roshi's dead in this timeline?” Maza, your eldest-born half-demon son asks, sounding genuinely disappointed and upset. “That's a shame, I was hoping to see one of his attacks no one else knew...”
“Well, there is another. Although, I have no idea where he is.” he says, sighing out. “His cousin, Jackie Chun showed considerable prowess, and even bested Krillin who I could not in the last tournament, or so I heard.”

“Wait, you didn't know? I didn't think anyone fell for that disguise.” Milha interjects, you wondering what she's talking about. “Jackie Chun WAS Master Roshi. He used the disguise to keep his students humble in the tournament, so they wouldn't win so easily and perhaps quit being martial artists if they beat the best in the world.”
“Oh. Well, that is disappointing to learn. But, it does make sense. Keeping a student motivated to keep learning is the mark of a true master.” King Chappa says to her, then turns back to you. “And speaking of learning; I do not know the limits of your strength, foreign one. But I wish to put my skills to the test.”
“Oh really?” you reply, surprised. Perhaps he cannot sense the sheer gap between you both? “Are you sure about this?”

“I know I cannot best you, as once your children take on that golden glow I cannot even best them. So I know you are doubtless far stronger than I. But still, I would like to witness the fruits of my labor, my years of training.” he replies, putting that question to rest. “I would like to challenge you to a match in this ring. I wish to see if, even against someone so far beyond my own abilities, my technique will work. What say you, alien? Will you humor me, and honor my request?”

Well? How do you respond?
>Sure, why not? You're curious what technique he has, and perhaps if you like it he even may be willing to share after the match
>Decline, but ask your kids and Meloka if anyone'd be interested in taking him on
>Agree, but activate your Energy Body as the match starts. Just in case he has something terrifying up his sleeve
>Add in a stipulation that neither of you can use lethal force
>Other(write in)?

>>6196852
>>Sure, why not? You're curious what technique he has, and perhaps if you like it he even may be willing to share after the match
Consider it the cultural exchange.

>>6196852
>>Sure, why not? You're curious what technique he has, and perhaps if you like it he even may be willing to share after the match
Surely Karn can hold back a bit

>>6196852
>Sure, why not? You're curious what technique he has, and perhaps if you like it he even may be willing to share after the match
we can sit back in our metaphorical chair. No harm in letting him try.

>>6196863
>>6196866
>>6196873
Sure, why not? You're curious what technique he has, and perhaps if you like it he even may be willing to share after the match wins unanimously. Roll me a 5d100.

First DC: 5
Second DC: 10
Third DC: 20
Fourth DC: 40
Fifth DC: 80

Rolled 38, 29, 17, 72, 6 = 162 (5d100)

>>6196875

Rolled 80, 33, 91, 90, 44 = 338 (5d100)

>>6196875
Huh. Just how much did he polish his techniques out in the wilderness?

Rolled 22, 58, 87, 16, 62 = 245 (5d100)

>>6196875
Just got here haven't even got a chance to read yet

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>>6196877
>>6196879
80/100, 58/100, 91/100, 90/100, 62/100. Four successes, but it seems that his attack grows beyond even what you can withstand. Writing.

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>>6196884
Ladies and gentleman, an Earthling has gotten a few good hits in on Karn. I am declaring this a global holiday effective immediately.

>>6196884
>Four successes, but it seems that his attack grows beyond even what you can withstand. Writing.
Damn, didn't know he had it like that. And this is a post-piccolo saga King Chappa too. Then again, things got really fucky in this timeline, so maybe my powerlevelfagging isn't relevant here.

>>6196895
This isn't a question of powerlevel. But how many fists can you stop each second?

>>6196898
Honestly I think tying speed to power was one of the biggest mistakes the series made. Makes the fast but not very strong rouge archetype not really a thing.

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>>6196852
“Sure, why not? What are you thinking?” you reply, the man grinning a bit in response.
“My challenge is simple: one minute in the ring, and see if I can hit you with my ultimate technique.” he says to you. “After one minute, if I cannot hit you, I shall concede defeat.”
“One minute? That's all?” you ask, surprised. To which his grin widens. “You must be confident in this technique.”

“Of course. After the Demon King's hitman, Tambourine, showed me that my Eight Arm Fist technique could be improved, I sought to perfect the technique.” he replies, turning and leaping up onto the stage. As he does, landing lightly on his toes, you can see he's clearly a skilled warrior. His every movement is efficient and wasting no effort, a clear result of decades of training. “And now, with my new level of mastery, I have evolved my technique to heights I'd never imagined.”

“Well, what do you think hun? Mind refereeing for us?” you ask your wife, turning to her. To which she sighs out, shaking her head.
“Yeah, why not?” she replies, the two of you leaping up as well. You stand across from King Chappa, your wife raising a hand. “Both fighters ready?”
“Ready.” you reply, taking your fighting stance. King Chappa doesn't immediately, looking you over.

“Mhrmm. Your stance is impeccable.” he says, raising both hands and placing them palms-together, bowing at the waist to you. Which he holds for a few seconds, then as he raises up you see his aura starting to rise. “Huuuuuuoooooooooah!”

Then as he starts moving his hands, tracing the same emblem Towa uses in the air with his palms, you watch as, suddenly, his arms start leaving after-trails. His energy flows from his body and almost completely into his arms, where you then begin to see spectral arms appearing in the wake of his arms' movements, but then your wife drops her arm.

“Begin.” she shouts, you holding your stance. But King Chappa kicks off, keeping his arms moving as he approaches you.
“Now, behold! The Infinite Arm Fist!” he shouts, dashing in and firing a left jab at your face. Immediately you bring your left up and stopping it with your forearm. Easily blocking his slow-moving fist, barely even feeling the hit. But as he draws his left back, following it up with a right hook, one of the phantom limbs swing the same way as his left. Blocking his follow-up with your left, his phantom left then swings in the exact same way as his first left. And by habit you raise your right defensively as well, only to feel his translucent fist strike your right forearm!


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>>6196922
“What?” you mutter, surprised at the illusory fist actually strikes your arm, understanding dawning. No wonder he'd been so confident. “Tch!”

“HRRRAAAAAAAAAA!!” King Chappa roars as he keeps up the pressure, throwing punch after punch at you. But with each new punch, his attack continues to cascade. Each of the phantom limbs go through the same pattern his real fists do, but with each ADDITIONAL strike, the number of punches you have to deal with increases by the second. At first it was novel, but after more than ten seconds he's throwing so many punches his storm of attacks starts to actually push you back! There are so many punches headed your way you cannot stand your ground, forced to retreat under the onslaught.
“Tch!” you seethe through clenched teeth, genuinely surprised by how effective this technique is. As he keeps up the pressure, you realize that the only ways to stop this technique is to stop him before it even starts. You keep retreating under the surprising pressure of his attack combination, until your right foot reaches the edge of the arena. Stepping back, your heel hangs over empty air, nothing behind it. You have nowhere to go.

“HUUUUUUOOOOOOOH! HAAAAAAAAA!!” he roars, increasing the speed of his punches even more. And with nowhere left to back up you brace yourself, meeting his hailstorm of fists head-on.
“HRRRAAAA!!” you shout, swinging at your full speed. Meeting his phantom limbs fist-to-fist, stopping hundreds of punches. However, his actual fists slip through, both striking you square in the chest. Again, you barely feel his punch, but he has enough force to push you back, stealing your balance and sending you falling backwards. But as you fall, you see Chappa, sweat pouring down his face sink to a knee, the phantom limbs, which are still swinging, all fade away. “Tch!”

“Woah! He got you!?” Maz exclaims in shock, you catching yourself from falling completely off the stage with your flight. And as Chappa struggles to catch his breath, clearly winded from the effort you fly back onto the stage. “So cool!”
“What an impressive attack.” Koruza adds in, also clearly shocked as your other children talk among themselves. But you, your eyes are fixed on this human. Who, despite measuring nowhere close to your power, actually managed to hit you. Despite doing your best in your base form, you couldn't stop his technique once he'd gotten it started. Which just leaves one question:

How do you react to this?


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>>6196923
Well?
>Congratulate him on his victory, this technique is impressive
>Try and mimic what you saw, how you felt his energy move. You think you can mirror this technique with what you've learned from Spirit Control
>Ask him how he developed such a technique, and if he'd consider teaching it to you all. You imagine that, combining it with your Juyo form, you could create a nearly-unstoppable offensive technique
>Thank him for showing you his technique, but ask how he plans to handle someone who he couldn't just send out of a ring with it
>Ask your kids what they think of his technique, see if they could see things from their perspectives you couldn't being directly on the receiving end
>Other(write in)?

>>6196924
>>Try and mimic what you saw, how you felt his energy move. You think you can mirror this technique with what you've learned from Spirit Control
Gimme

>>6196924
>Ask him how he developed such a technique, and if he'd consider teaching it to you all. You imagine that, combining it with your Juyo form, you could create a nearly-unstoppable offensive technique
Crackhead Juyo? I'm in.

>>6196924
>Ask him how he developed such a technique, and if he'd consider teaching it to you all. You imagine that, combining it with your Juyo form, you could create a nearly-unstoppable offensive technique
I wonder what technique we should teach him in return

>>6196924
>Ask him how he developed such a technique, and if he'd consider teaching it to you all. You imagine that, combining it with your Juyo form, you could create a nearly-unstoppable offensive technique

>>6196926
>>6196927
>>6196950
>>6196952
Ask him how he developed such a technique, and if he'd consider teaching it to you all. You imagine that, combining it with your Juyo form, you could create a nearly-unstoppable offensive technique wins it. Let's see how this goes, roll me a 2d100.

First DC: 45
Secon d DC: ??

Rolled 40, 24 = 64 (2d100)

>>6196956

Rolled 88, 59 = 147 (2d100)

>>6196956

Rolled 95, 45 = 140 (2d100)

>>6196956
Imagine jacking off with infinite hand power.

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Rolled 3 (1d3)

>>6196958
>>6196959
>>6196962
95/100, 59/100. Success and mid mystery, perhaps this may interest him. Writing.

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>>6196924
“I must say, you caught me by surprise with that one.” you tell the man as he's still down, holding a hand down to him. “How did you develop such a technique?”
“I'm rather curious as well. Your Eight Arm Fist is nothing compared to this.” Maza adds in, your eldest half-demon son clearly interested as well. “You have clearly been hard at work developing this move.”
“Thank you. It took years and years of intense study and effort. And yes, my Eight Arm Fist was only the base of this technique.” King Chappa replies to him, then turning to you takes your hand, using it to pull himself back up to his feet. “Thank you. After witnessing that monster do my own technique back against me, but even better, I knew I must improve. So, once I had buried the dead, paying my respects to my students and family in the ruins of my home, I went into exile. Leaving the monastery my master had built and going into the wilderness.”

“Why leave?” Milha's woman, Darkness asks. “I would think being in such a place would inspire you more?”
“No. Being with the ghosts of my family would have impeded my progress. I had to let go of everything, abandoning everything and going out into the world with only my body and skills.” he says, something you can't imagine doing yourself. “And in my travels, one day while trying to evolve my Eight Arm Fist to Tambourine's Hundred Arm Fist variant he'd used on me, I began to hear something. In a valley I was in, I could hear my shouts echoing, as well as the sounds of my fists striking the falling water. And that was the inspiration for this technique. To create echoes of my punches, forming an attack as unstoppable as the very rain from the heavens.”
“Echoes? I see.” Koruza says, bringing a hand to his chin. “Yes, I see. I understand how you were able to think of this technique.”

“It's impressive, I have to give you your credit. Tell me, is that something you would consider teaching us?” you ask him, the fighter raising a brow in surprise. “That is quite a special technique you've created.”
“Hmmm, an interesting proposition, to become a teacher once more. Perhaps. But before I can start teaching others, I must fulfill an old promise I made. To restore this tournament, to bring martial arts back to this world.” he replies, gesturing at the building around you. “Once I have restored the pride of martial artists, then I shall be able to teach once more.”
“Oh, is that it? We've got this!” Okira says, your daughter grinning with a mischevious glint in her eye. “How long ago was the last tournament? Before this place was destroyed?”


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>>6196996
“An odd question. However, I have lost track of the years, myself.” he says, your daughter looking slightly annoyed. But then her Stand, Imagine Dragon snakes out of her mouth, whispering something in her ear. Which she nods to, then turns outside. “I'll fix this place right up!”
“You? With what?” King Chappa asks, confused. But you lay a hand on his shoulder, the man turning to you.
“Watch and see.” you reply, not taking your eyes off your daughter as she flies out over the hole of where a fighting arena once sat. Then as one she and her Stand speak.

”THE WORLD MARTIAL ARTS TOURNAMENT ARENA AND SURROUNDING CITY ARE NOW RESTORED TO THEIR PRIME, IN THE CONDITION THEY WERE IN BEFORE THE DEMON KING PICCOLO AWAKENED!!” they declare, and the world around you begins to change. Rubbile moves, dust vanishes, cracked stones restore themselves, and the arena below Okira's feet reforms. In a matter of seconds, the once seemingly-abandoned tournament grounds are restored to their prime, and as you all make your way outside onto the newly reformed stage, you can see that the city itself is remade as well. No longer are the buildings falling down and collapsing, the wall separating the arena from the crowd, as well as from beyond the grounds is restored. Looking better than you'd imagined, this once-ruined place now looking pristine. And as you all look around, you suddenly hear sobs. Turning, you see the announcer dropping down to his knees, placing his hands on the arena as if checking to see if it's really there.

“I-It's back. I-I-I never thought I would see this place restored.” he says through the tears, taking his glasses off and wiping his eyes with a small cloth before tucking it back away inside his suit's pocket. “Thank you, thank you so much!”
“Impressive. And even after this display, you still wish to learn MY technique?” King Chappa asks your daughter, who turns to him with a smile.
“Of course. Your technique is really cool.” she replies, the darker skinned man chuckling to himself a moment with his eyes closed.

“I see. Very well, I shall try and instruct those of you who wish to learn.” he says, then turns to you. “Unless you have any business to attend to first, we shall get started right away.”

Well? Do you have any pressing business?
>Telepatically reach out to several people including King Vegeta IV, make sure nothing urgent is going on before agreeing
>Agree to start now, if something happens to interfere you can handle it
>Teleport to Marron first, tell her of the restored city and see if that is some place they can have to settle in now that it is no longer a ruin
>Ask if he can wait a moment, then reach out to your other children and see if they also wish to learn this technique with you all
>Other(write in)?

>>6196997
>>Telepatically reach out to several people including King Vegeta IV, make sure nothing urgent is going on before agreeing

>>6196997
>Ask if he can wait a moment, then reach out to your other children and see if they also wish to learn this technique with you all

>>6196999
>>6196997
>Ask if he can wait a moment, then reach out to your other children and see if they also wish to learn this technique with you all
Switching to this. I'd rather not accidentally pull a Goku and hoard techniques by omission.

>>6196997
>Ask if he can wait a moment, then reach out to your other children and see if they also wish to learn this technique with you all

>>6196999
>>6197000
>>6197007
>>6197010
Ask if he can wait a moment, then reach out to your other children and see if they also wish to learn this technique with you all wins it. Roll me a 2d100.

First DC: 70
Second DC: 55

Rolled 2, 26 = 28 (2d100)

>>6197012

Rolled 25, 6 = 31 (2d100)

>>6197012

Rolled 71, 59 = 130 (2d100)

>>6197012
>>6197013
Wow.

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>>6197014
>>6197015
71/100, 59/100. Success, passing the first means you didn't need the second, writing.

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>>6196997
“Would you mind waiting a moment? I want to reach out and see if my other children would be interested in learning from you as well.” you tell him, King Chappa nodding as you close your eyes, reaching out telepathically. Connecting your mind to Broly, Caulifla, Chilli, and Chaya. “Hey, everyone. Just found a really interesting technique, would any of you be interested in learning it?” you ask, sensing everyone's surprise.
“I can swing down for a few minutes.” Chilli replies, you deciding to add in.
“I'm not on New Salda right now, but on a planet called Earth. Gotta use Instant Transmission, can't use the usual portals.” you reply to your son, who acknowledges this.
“I cannot, in the middle of something.” Broly replies, then after a moment adds. “But show me sometime, I would like to see this interesting technique.”
“Sorry, there was a training accident with a Power Ball. A lot of the young ones got stepped on outside the capitol, I can't come.” Caulifla adds before ending the link, turning her full focus back to the problem she's helping out back home.
“We'll be there in a minute, two max.” Chaya replies, Broly ending the link to himself as you then open your eyes. “Just a minute, they're on their way.”

“So, you possess the ability to communicate with your minds?” he asks, you nodding. “Your people possess many strange abilities.”
“Thanks, we've spent decades learning what we could.” you reply to him, keeping the telepathic link open so Chilli can find you as you sense Chaya's ki start to approach you all from the north. “Where did we learn telekinesis from? Wasn't that on Boros' ship?”
“Yes, they had some sort of psychic on there, one we never met. Had that really awful long name too.” Meloka replies, reaching her arms up and stretching before turning to King Chappa. “But many of our techniques we created ourselves as well.”

“I see. Yes, creating one's own techniques is good, but so is learning from others with different experience.” he says, turning to Okira. “And, speaking of: how are you able to do what you did? I have never seen power like this before.”
“Oh, that's my friend Imagine Dragon's power.” she says, holding a hand up beneath her Stand. But Chappa, blinking once, clearly doesn't see her Stand, looking from it to side-eyeing you a moment. “You can't see him either, huh? Well, that's too bad.”

And as she finishes speaking, you sense Chilli's ki appearing beside your own. So you turn, watching as your son's tired face appears. King Chappa, however, caught by surprise, immediately leaps back, retaking his fighting stance.


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>>6197043
“I don't have too long, Meloka Wolbach's school will be over in another half-hour.” he says, then with a quick scan sees the one who isn't one of your all. “So, you must be the one my father spoke of. I am Chilli, son of Karn.”

And with his introduction Chilli offers him his hand, King Chappa looking from his face to his hand, slightly suspicious.

“Well met, Chilli son of Karn. I am King Chappa.” he says, taking three steps back forward, taking the offered hand. You can see he's clearly sizing your son up, but then realize he's not. Not in the way you think, but judging his apparent health. As his gaunt, almost sickly appearance would definitely appear surprising, considering the rest of you. The handshake ends, Chappa then turning to you. “Is this everyone?”

But before you can answer, she calls down.

“I'm here!” Chaya shouts, flying down out of the clouds, accompanied by Krillin. Who you can see IMMEDIATELY recognizes King Chappa, who notices Krillin as he turns towards the voices. Both men lock eyes, and without acknowledging anyone else start taking measured, deliberate steps towards each other. The sudden tension in the air is thick, the bald man's expression grim as he marches solemnly towards the taller fighter. Leaving you to wonder if this was a good idea after all?

Well? What do you do?
>Nothing, if they have an issue it's their own to work out
>Get between them, you don't need these two starting a fight and perhaps injuring each other. You want to learn how Chappa's technique works, after all
>Telepathically ask Chaya what's going on, if these two have some history you're unaware of or something
>Ready your telekinetic grip, if they go to attack each other shut them down before either can land a single swing
>Other(write in)?