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Canon-Divergent Perfect Cell and OC(s). Written and follows back with sleepytv. Selective. PLEASE read the about & rules before following. LOW ACTIVITY.   

[anemcia]

//Uhh a little TMI lore for Cell here but my VERY LONG WINDED reason why Cell can procreate with his famer wife

As a consequence of his botched reincarnation process (it messed with his entire body, not just memories), falling through the dimensional rift caused permanent cellular-level damage. Something he was woefully unaware of until it was far too late.

Over time (most clearly observed during the first winter on Misty Farm), Cell’s stinger became functionally redundant. It could no longer generate Cell Juniors or absorb living lifeforms. Eventually the tip detached entirely and the residual structure atrophied as a result. No amount of crazy glue was gonna get that back on.

In response, his body underwent a natural compensatory adaptation. Dormant Saiyan genetic material (inherited from Goku and Vegeta) activated under the sustained proximity and physiological compatibility with a fertile human female. The saiyan race thrived on fighting as much as they enjoyed increasing their numbers, forcefully or otherwise. They're quite biologically compatible with many humanoid races (Much like the Viltrumites imo) This activation produced a fully functional male reproductive organ, housed and protected within the black codpiece structure until arousal.

(Think a jack in the box, wind him up enough and SURPRISE!! But it goes right back into the box when the fun is over.)

By some miracle, this allows his very specific Cell genes to be passed along by proxy, allowing conception to be possible.

It should be noted that any potential offspring he'd have with Honey will ALWAYS be male. Each subsequent generation of his newly built species will have a horrendously small chance of bearing a female (But we're talking like.... many, maaaany generations before the first girl arrives.) I'll get more in depth about the species they'd create together at another point, we're losing track here...

The same unforseen Saiyan influence is directly responsible for his marked increase in hormonal drive, hunger pangs, and acute carnal awareness that he begrudgingly experiences. These sensations amplify in Honeydew’s presence and only become increasingly difficult to suppress.

Spoiler, but those resistant feelings die really fast after enough lonely goon sessions... And waaaaayy too many dreams about pulling on her apron strings if you catch my drift.

[caseytheartist]

Casey winces “Shit… this match is gonna be tough..” Casey says,Her ears lowering slightly,Casey takes her inhibitor Rings off. Ki Starts flowing like Crazy,It’s like a Mix of Fire and Water. Trunks winces at the sight of His Friend getting punched really Hard. “you okay Casey?” He asks looking at her with concern in his blue eyes. “I’m Fine Trunks.. not gonna go down that Easily!” Casey Replies as She closes her eyes. Trunks senses Her Ki,and he realizes that she’s going into Ultra Instinct. Midnight Looks at his mom in shock as he Tries to Figure out how His adopted Mom’s going to survive this Fight. Honeydew notices that Casey’s gone Quiet. When Casey goes Quiet,It’s serious. Casey opens her eyes and she Goes Behind Honeydew again,But this Time She Summons Vines. The Vines wrap around Honeydew’s Legs. Casey Kicks her, then she adds more kicks,Her speed increasing with Every Kick.

[anemcia]

Casey’s chaotic and unrefined power spikes, thickening the air pressure suddenly. Honeydew feels the shift in the air before the vines even break through the soil, before those inhibitor rings hit the ground and scorch the dirt beneath them. She doesn’t move. There’s no urgency in her body, no instinct to counter. Her stance holds, rooted and immovable, flames rippling along her frame but never wavering.

Each kick rocks her torso forward by a fraction. Nothing more. Her feet remain locked in place by Casey’s vines, but her balance never falters. The blows sting, yes, but only in the way a petulant child’s tantrum might: irritating, repetitive, and increasingly grating the longer it continues.

She’s pulling out everything she’s got. Really? For a spar?

Honeydew lifts her gaze-- not at Casey, but at Cell.

He’s watching with that infuriating glint in his eye, shoulders shaking with barely contained laughter. He’s enjoying this. He planned this. He wanted to see how far Casey would go, how far Honeydew would let herself be pushed.

Her jaw tightens. It's as if he's waiting for her patience to run out.

...And he'd be correct.

Honeydew finally moves.

She twists sharply, catching Casey’s leg mid‑strike. In one decisive motion, she drives the hybrid into the grassy mound below, the impact carving a crater into the earth. Casey ricochets off the ground, breath knocked out of her, and Honeydew follows through with a punishing roundhouse kick to the ribs-- harsh and undeniably forceful.

The blow sends Casey flying farther than before. And this time, she'll likely stay down-- shaken, struggling to move, the fight knocked out of her for at least a few minutes.

Honeydew steps forward, flames simmering low but steady.

“Whatever fancy power‑up you call that,” the farmer says, voice firm, “it’s unrefined. I’ve been trainin’ with Slick for a long time now. I’m not gonna stand here and let you go 'all out' when I’ve barely made a move. Rookie mistake.”

She approaches Casey’s fallen form, standing over her with a steady, assessing gaze.

“...Throwin’ every trick you’ve got in one sittin’ isn’t gonna work on me. If you’re really Goku’s adoptive kid, then you oughta know he never started a fight at full power. He warmed up. He learned his opponent. He respected the match.”

Her fiery veil pulses once more-- a clear warning that this was the final straw.

“You’ll need to sit on that one, missy. Don't embarrass yourself further."

[anemcia]

//fuck it, UNPOPULAR RP ONION TIME 🧅

Been here a long time and have read through plenty of muse pages... And I've noticed a strong pattern with 95% of these blurbs.

You wanna know how objectively boring it is to look at some character bios and see that the sexualities are almost ALWAYS bisexual? Or gay, or somewhere else entirely on the ladder because being straight is a weird no-no, it seems.

OC's? Yeah whatever man, your rules. AU's? I'll give it a soft pass, it's an alternate timeline / universe y'know. Aiming for canon interpretations?? You kinda lose me, ngl.

Like, for example, I'd say it's a very fair assumption to say that Vegeta is straight without having to pull up an unholy swath of evidence attempting to prove otherwise. The man has canonical soapy titty grabby bath time with his wife. I doubt he ever once thought for even a fraction of a second about playing soapy manboob scrotum tickle time with Goku. I could safely assume Goku also has soapy titty grabby bath time with Chi-Chi, he just doesn't wear it on his sleeve as openly as the prince of all Saiyans does.

At some point, I dunno man, it just feels like a safety label to let the kids know you're hip and happening. Sometimes I feel it's 100% forced, but I can never be certain. Again, can't stop anyone from doin' whatever they wanna do with their muses; it's ALL FOR THE LOVE OF THE GAME. But im allowed to also think, "Hmm, seems they were too scared to just call the straight character 'straight'."

I know I can't be alone in this :V

[anemcia]

//Now that I'm getting back into the groove of things a wee bit (Will be posting some lore things I've been cooking up over the last year) I'm suddenly feeling the itch to post unpopular rp opinions that'll likely filter anyone else left to see them and unfollow me :V

[on-dragons-wings]

"And here I was just hoping to make out. But I'll gladly take free food! Besides, you love when I show up unannounced."

[anemcia]

"Ya really can't hold yourself together for longer than a few seconds, let alone a full minute, huh?" It was hard not to appreciate how forward he was, even if she refrained from caving into his advances.

"...Sorry I've been so busy lately, y'know? Summer season is wrapping up, so I've got a little more time on my hands. Did ya... Want somethin' to drink while I cook?"

[caseytheartist]

“Don’t hold Back at all” the Female Hybrid Says cracking her Knuckles. Casey rolls her eyes a bit,as she looks at Honeydew saying,Her voice getting deeper and Dangerous. “You haven’t seen anything Yet.” Casey Goes Behind Honeydew,Using her lightning Fast Reflexes to Throw Honeydew Off, then Casey Suplexes Honeydew from behind. Her strength being a warning to Honeydew not to piss her off. Midnight and Trunks both look at Casey in awe and also with a Bit Of Concern,Knowing that something’s about to happen. Casey Closes her eyes as her Ears start to Twitch,already sensing someone other than Honeydew. She then Punches Honeydew with speed and Precision. “This is definitely gonna be a good sparring match, just have to figure out how the Hell I can keep some distance for me and Her, she uses her Hydrokenisis to Splash a her Opponent, using the water to create shards every once in a while Keeping some Distance between her and Honeydew,The Shards fly at Honeydew,Casey opens her eyes with a small smirk on her Face.

[anemcia]

Casey’s barrage hits fast-- way faster than Honeydew initially anticipates. One moment the hybrid is smirking, the next she’s a blur of motion and unwarranted attitude, flipping Honeydew like a pancake on a too‑hot skillet. The suplex knocks the wind out of her, and the follow‑up punch taps her jaw with all the irritating precision of a sibling poking her shoulder on a long car ride.

Honeydew lies there for a beat, staring up at the sky, wondering why she ever agreed to step outside today.

Trunks watches from the sidelines like a concerned spectator at a rodeo, which only makes Honeydew’s frustration spike. She wasn’t asking for an audience-- Cell sprung this on her like a surprise pop quiz.

Honeydew pushes herself up, wiping a streak of dirt from her cheek with the back of her hand. Her flames gutter for a moment… then flare back to life, hotter, brighter, more controlled. She rolls her neck once, cracking the tension out of it, eyes narrowing with a slow, threatening glint.

“Oh, so we’re playin’ dirty right away? Real kind of you,” she huffs, voice low and steady. No panic-- just irritation and a spark of malice. Kitty’s fast, sure. But strength? Honeydew’s already clocked it. All flash, no substance. Just like she used to be as a fledgling fighter. Formidable, but not enough to keep her down. She’ll give Casey credit for enthusiasm, but she’s shutting this nonsense down quick.

She plants her feet, aura tightening around her like a coiled storm. The flames shift from bright amber to a deeper, molten gold, heat rippling through the air. Her stance lowers, weight centered.

"Okay. My turn now."

Blink and you’ll miss it! Honeydew surges forward, striking with a deliberate, measured blow straight into Casey’s ribcage. The impact forces the air out of the hybrid’s lungs with a squeak that sounds suspiciously like a deflating balloon struggling for air. Water shards and small-scale splashes meant little to nothing as glided past the incoming water shards, hissing harmlessly against exposed burning flesh. It’s only one strike, but enough to send Casey skidding several yards back, a clear warning that this spar will not be the easy victory she imagined. Honeydew’s blow forces her to react, reposition, and rethink her entire strategy.

"I ain't playing nice anymore. If you're gonna attack me suddenly, do it right. Cheap tricks can only get ya so far before you're punished big time."

[caseytheartist]

“yes I’m a Hybrid to be Exact…,this is My Cat Midnight,also My Name is Son Casey” The Male Black Cat Meows wanting to be pet, the Puerto Rican Saiyan Hybrid laughs at her Cat’s Antics,She knows that the Cat likes people,depends on who that person is. Casey’s Ears perk up twitching slightly as she hears a familiar deep voice, she Realizes that Trunks is Around. “Trunks!!” She calls out to the Future Saiyan Hybrid. “Casey!!” Trunks Answers,Casey Runs like a jet towards him,Which Causes Trunks to fall to the Ground with a thud because of how Fast Casey ran to him. Midnight runs over too and he Starts Meowing, knowing that Trunks is around. Trunks Pets the Male Black Cat, “you guys going to spar with Honeydew?” He asks,His voice carrying a bit of a suave tone to it, Midnight Meows as if saying “Yep!” Casey Laughs a little bit and she stretches. “let’s Do this!” Casey Says as she runs over, then she stretches getting into her fighting Stance which is similar to Goku’s Fighting Stance, with a bit of Gogeta’s energy mixed in

[anemcia]

Cell goes silent-- but only for a heartbeat. His composure fractures, shoulders tightening as a tremor of suppressed laughter ripples through him. He’s breaking character, just a little, the corners of his mouth twitching like he’s fighting a losing battle. Simply letting Casey talk is enough to send his self‑control into orbit.

“Oh, what were the odds of Goku having an adoptive daughter, right?” he says, voice wobbling with barely restrained glee. “Isn’t that strange? And-- why, hello there, Trunks! Fancy meeting you here. Glad you could make it as well. This should be very interesting!”

"SLICK--" Honey hissed, realization dawning like a slow, painful sunrise. This whole spectacle-- this bizarre setup, this Cat‑Saiyan hybrid, this parade of unexpected guests-- was an elaborate, out‑of‑season April Fools joke. And she walked right into it.

She should have seen it coming. The stupid forum post, the moment Cell started acting like a game show host, she should’ve known. But here she is, staring at Casey, at Trunks, at Casey's strange black male cat Midnight--

Were they… dating? Was that a thing now? Where and how did Trunks find a girl like this?

Does it even matter anymore?

Before Honeydew can gather her thoughts, Casey’s stance snaps into place-- sharp, predatory, her ki flaring like a warning siren. She looks ready to pounce at the slightest twitch. Honeydew shoots Cell a scathing glare over her shoulder, the kind that could peel paint off a barn wall. He can practically feel the daggers she’s mentally hurling at his carapace.

Cell only scoffs inwardly, smirk widening, delighted with his prank victim.

“Well, go on!” he says, gesturing grandly. “Best not to keep your rival waiting, right?”

"Yer gonna pay for this later, jackass."

Honeydew steps out into the grassy field, boots brushing through the tall blades as she approaches the hybrid girl-- and the future boyfriend she still isn’t sure how to process. She stares at the two of them for what feels like a full minute, silence stretching thin between them, before she finally exhales a long, exhausted sigh. She’s really going through with this. No backing out now. Maybe-- maybe-- there’s a silver lining buried somewhere in this circus Cell has orchestrated.

She rolls her shoulders back and sinks into her fighting stance. Flickers of amber spark from her feet up to her arms, then erupt into full, roaring flames that wrap around her body like a living twister. The fiery aura bursts outward, veil soon breaking as she powers up in one sharp, decisive motion. She has no clue what she’s in for-- only that Casey’s “varied power set” sounds like trouble, whatever the hell that means.

Honeydew fixes her golden gaze on the hybrid, voice steady and firm.

“Just know I ain’t gonna go easy on ya, Casey. Since yer my guest, you get to make the first move. But however fast you think you are… I’m gonna catch you. That’s a promise.”

[caseytheartist]

they both Notice a Female Saiyan Hybrid running over with immense speed, she stops and she waves a bit at Cell,a Male Black Cat runs over to Cell

[anemcia]

“Oh, well would’ja look at that,” Honeydew mutters under her breath, watching the stranger barrel across her fields like she’s late for a tournament. The woman moves fast-- and the abruptness of her arrival makes Honeydew’s brows climb. She shoots Cell a sideways glance. One look at him and she knows he’s hiding more than he let on. That smug little smile sits on his face so naturally it’s a miracle he can even feign innocence.

Cell lifts a hand in greeting, posture relaxed, voice annoyingly pleased. “Ah, glad you could make it in good time,” he calls out to the hybrid girl. He’s suppressing a laugh-- Honeydew can see it twitching at the corner of his mouth. Cell also notices the black cat weaving around his ankles, begging for attention, but he pointedly ignores it, focusing instead on the feline‑Saiyan now standing before them.

“Casey, this is Honeydew-- my star pupil.” He gestures grandly, like he’s presenting a prized exhibit. “As my advertisement suggested, I’d like the two of you to spar using your unique skill sets. But before we begin, you should properly introduce yourselves!”

Honeydew’s eyes go wide. She hisses through her teeth, “WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO SAY SO SUDDENLY, ASSHOLE?” She snaps her head toward Casey, trying to salvage some semblance of politeness.

“A‑ah… well, hello there?” She forces a smile, stiff but earnest. “I’m Honeydew. I run Misty Farm-- where you’re standin’ right now! Welcome!” Her voice wavers, then steadies. “So… who are you, exactly? You’re a Saiyan, right?”

[anemcia]

@on-dragons-wings

"Y'know, you really should try to call first before you show up to the farm unannounced. This isn't a restaurant where ya can expect to get free meals all the time."

But she wasn't the type to turn away hungry guests... Even if they were notorious for being a horn-dog.

[anemcia]

@saiyanandproud

"...You know, I've been thinking about enrolling in a University next semester," Cyto starts suddenly, after having sat with the saiyan hybrid in silence for what felt like an eternity. He shifts on the mattress, trying not to sink too deeply into it-- trying not to look as nervous as he feels. It’s the first time he’s invited her over in months; their schedules have been a mess, their conversations reduced to hurried phone calls and late‑night check‑ins. Now that she’s here, sitting beside him again, he finally feels brave enough to say what’s been clawing at him.

“I want to be an ecologist,” he continues, eyes drifting toward the window as if the world outside might steady him. “I’ve always wanted to understand the planet we’re part of. Growing up on a farm… it opened my eyes. Botany, animal husbandry, ocean life-- everything feels connected, and I want to learn how.” His mouth twitches into a small smile. “Mom’s thrilled. Father… well, he didn’t complain as much as I expected, so that’s something."

He lifts his hands, palms up, showing himself. “I’ll be disguised. No one will suspect a thing. I'd look normal around humans. Feel normal. That’s good enough for me.”

But even as he says it, a shadow crosses his expression-- quiet, but unmistakable. Melancholy sits behind his eyes, something he can’t hide from her no matter how he tries.

“That said…” He swallows. “It means I’ll be busier than ever. And with your job being as hectic as you say it is… we might not see each other for a long time.” His voice tightens. “I haven’t fully decided on leaving yet, but I need to ask you something serious.”

He turns toward her fully now, shoulders drawn in, vulnerability laid bare.

“…If I can help it, I want to stay close to you. I don’t think I could stand being away from you again-- it’s been rough. Every time we drift apart, it feels like something in me goes quiet. I don’t know if school will make it worse, but it won’t make it better. You’re the closest friend I’ve ever had. The closest I’ve ever been to anyone. I can tell you anything, and you never turn me away.”

A deep breath.

“Mariko… we should get married. We should find somewhere far from here-- far from your city, far from my home. Anywhere we choose. I’ll pursue my studies, we’ll find new jobs, and we’ll build a future together. One where we’re never forced apart again.”

His voice softens to a near whisper.

“I don’t know if I’ll ever get another chance like this… before time pulls us away from each other all over again, and I lose you for good.”

[anemcia]

@mrxworldwide

"So, you're another one of them fancy scientists? Good, my pharmaceutical company could use a big-shot like you to help me create somethin' truly powerful. It'll be well worth your while, of course, if yer willin' to play ball."

[anemcia]

@caseytheartist

Honeydew drags a hand down her face, eyes narrowing as she tries-- really tries-- to process what she just heard. “So… lemme get this straight,” she begins, voice tight from the knee‑jerk what the hell reaction she’s still wrestling down. “You went online. Made a post. On some dodgy‑lookin’ forum. Tryin’ to hire someone with ‘elemental talents’… to come out to our farm… and spar with me. And somebody actually answered you?”

"Correct! Somewhat!"

He... Almost sounds too proud of himself.

“Before you ask-- no need to fret,” he continues, waving a hand like he’s presenting a business pitch. “I never revealed my identity. I’m not looking to draw the paparazzi to our front door. I simply posted your most recent selfie with the request and let the online world do the rest. Granted, I had to sift through a… considerable number of users with the wrong idea.”

Honeydew squints. He is absolutely downplaying that number.

“When that wasn’t working,” Cell goes on, tone turning breezy, “I made a few phone calls and pulled some strings. Eventually I found someone worthy of a good spar-- a peculiar specimen, a Cat‑Saiyan hybrid. Perfect for your skill set. I thought it’d be an interesting change of pace. Observing you fight outside my own influence might give me better insight regarding your complex abilities. Greater knowledge to better control and shape your training, after all.”

"...Phone calls? Pulled a few strings?... You're not kidding, are you? Outside of talkin' with Swordy, who else do you know well enough to be pulling any strings? And did you say Cat-Saiyan hybrid?? What's that all about?"

"...Yes, I did say "Cat-Saiyan hybrid". It only gets stranger, believe me. And, actually, to tell you the truth-- it was just him. Y'know, Sword Man. DWN-059. My homie. He knows a lot of guys who know guys, it's kind of shocking. He'll be swinging by Saturday morning for coffee, nearly forgot to tell you."

"Oh, Slick! Good to hear--"

"--With that said!," Cell cuts in, sharp enough to make her flinch. "Your latest competitor, Casey, will be here any minute now! I suggest you wait outside and await her arrival! I'll be right behind you as usual, but don't expect me to assist you in any sparring today. You'll be judged by every choice you make this afternoon, so stay sharp!"

Honeydew straightens, nerves sparking. "O...Okay! I knew that! Let's... Do this then!"

And so the farmer and the Bio‑Android step out onto the front porch, standing shoulder‑to‑shoulder as they wait for the stranger Cell has summoned for this bizarre, unexpected meeting.

[anemcia]

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[anemcia]

SMILE - [dimitr3]

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DAWN - [horang]

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MIDNIGHT - [burntbeebs]

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ALL THAT ACHES - [ arii_me05]