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[dyavol]

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[rxpture]

"I miss my hoverboard..."

[dyavol]

"Story of my life... not a whole lotta them just poppin' up in stores." And sometimes, Flying is just a little too 'high profile, low style' for someone of their need for panache. "Riding a horse to make up the difference is cool 'n all but there's just something off about scaring the lunch outta your own guy doing death defying stunts, know what i mean."

[starstruckxstray]

"There's no 'figurin' out'! I was once human, then I died, and now I'm..." She hesitated, her brows farrowing in thought. She really didn't want to admit what she was now. "I'm...this!" The wolf-like demon gestured vaguely around herself.

Worry returned to her scruffy face. "No needles or blood-drawin'!"

[dyavol]

"Aw, you got me all wrong - 'cuz I mean, pssh, anyone could tell all that by looking at ya!" The layer of worry seemed to bounce off the psuedo-scientist, as if that much just couldn't get through its skin. "I wanna know the real you! And the real you is a whole lot more than just some tragedy that happened some time ago - kinda crazy to think you might've thought otherwise." Completely missing the point into genuine concern, or deliberate deflection? That was the coin toss. "Don't you think so?"

[dyavol]

"Come o~n, its not like it'll hurt -- and besides you're so interesting! - Don't you want anyone to ever even try to figure you out? You know, really get to know you?"

[dyavol]

I do feel like strengthening ones understanding of Buddhist and Taoist philosophy will Enormously improve ones reading and appreciation of the #ModernClassic Dragon Ball - as well as, importantly, reading Journey To The West - but I won't lie to you: I feel like the Ulysses Ogre¹ every time on my yearly re-read of JTTW.

[dyavol]

There's quite a lot to be said about the subject, but I too feel its incredibly interesting the parallels between Son Goku and Frieza -- namely, how his encounter with Frieza had completely changed Goku; The two of them shared a critical key characteristic, namely, Frieza, like Goku, completely Refused to lose no matter who he came up against.

And through Z, after Goku had came up against this, being on the receiving end of this monstrous tenacity, he had become someone who was willing to lose, willing to Accept loss, as we saw in the Android/Cell Saga; this growth being pivotal to Goku's continued spiritual growth.

It is not at all lost on me that Frieza is, among other layers, deliberately written closely in character to the original Sun Wukong in Journey To The West (even down to the destructive pursuit of immortality) - in their conflict, one may perceive the continued growth that the character has undergone, in a meta-narrative sense, from JTTW to Dragon Ball to Z, and see how defeating this proverbial demon of the past has put that element of Goku's ego to rest at last. This is growth that we see continue on even to the point that following his conflict with Cell, Goku became even more accepting of his finity, centering others and their growth above his own, and even their egos over his.

[dyavol]

[akasunaa]

"What do you think about my artistic creation, hm?"

"Don't keep me waiting."

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Writen by Mukkie & Silba

[dyavol]

@twincuts

The work of Justice Itself was never complete. No deed too small to be undertaken, no vista too simple or humble if it provides the Correct vantage point, no effort could be rightfully called vain when made with pure intention. Failure to understand this virtue was to see the world through clouded lenses, unable to discern truth from the misty vague shapes that came in and out of one's dilution.

This task brought immortal judgment to its Earth, in its own realm. His hands were folded over his lap, on a Bus. These interventions were not rare, and they only grew more common the longer that the world spun towards its apex. This bus was on its way towards the town of Scarlet Hollow, though it was not her final destination - few took this path, that was why she had taken it. The divine only possessed two fellow passengers so it would seem; one, who was directly next to him, he had ensorceled to blissful rest in anticipation of his next stop, in relief of the other who was directly across the aisle. Their case was watched carefully, as all were. And breaking hours of silence, That Which Was had spoken.

"And so our paths have briefly converged; May we speak in passage of what little time we share now?" And indeed there was much wisdom to be wrought even from such simple investigation of the lives of others. To reflect off of another is to reflect upon oneself, and reflection must ever continue, until all colours of the light spectrum may be seen and understood. "Your venture out this far, does it make you nervous, to step into another world this way? Or, does there come to you comfort in leaving the shell of old behind if only for perhaps a short time?"

[dyavol]

they dont warn you about how incredibly hard it is to write goku - hat's seriously off to those who can solo muse him

[hiddcnrage]

Starter for Cell! | Muse: Gohan

"Man... It doesn't matter what I do. I can't shake this feeling..."

Gohan had been practicing a different set of combinations, with fancy flourishes and several high kicks, over and over. He took a little break, sitting by some tree and enjoying the evening air that was starting to stir up.

The sun began it's slow descent past the highest leaves, and this gnawing sensation could not cease with it's insistent annoyance. It was as if a cold line of iced-water was running down his spinal cord, and it had been like that for several months, on and off at various points throughout the day.

This was worrisome, but he ignored it as much he could, and instead tried to focus on how his heart didn't want to stop pulsing with a frantic beat. The body knew something was wrong, but his mind was denying everything about it.

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[dyavol]

A slip of its ki - that hellish conglomerate of souls that were never meant to be one - just another tease. Just an iota of a hint that something was awry, the doubt seeping into the heart, that perhaps a fairytale ending, however flawed, really was too good to be true. Live by the sword, die by the sword, after all...

The cold wind slid off its carapace as silent as death - it had been watching over the members of the Son family for some time since its rebirth, gathering new knowledge, new data. Pride of lesser beings would dictate it must childishly pursue revenge with its proverbial guns blazing, but that was a dish best served cold enough to burn. . .

"Relax..." came 1 to 1 mock of Piccolo's voice, but something was wrong.

"There's been no threat to Earth in years. Keep pushing yourself like that..." bit by bit falling apart, till it reached its own chalkboard tones.

Revenge was best served cold, indeed, yet it stepped just out of the shadow of the trees all the same, eyes reflecting the light of the exhausting sun the same as a starving animal. There was nothing wrong with just a little self-indulgence from time to time, was there?

"And you might just find an early grave..."

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@reignofthemuses

Escaping that baleful little prison known as the 'Afterlife' was a challenge, but of course, nothing sufficient to stop the wheels of progress, and the profit that came with it. Although, the pursuit of fresh blood and perhaps a spot of revenge to go with it lead to such a very interesting discovery - unlucky Planet #80, 'Earth', has a neighbor that most certainly was not present in previous sweeps of the system. It quite resembled an old liability he was so sure he wiped off the bottom line.

Well, well, nothing to do but give a little hello - hanging just outside orbit with the Neo Frieza Force's great flagship, projecting a signal to what intelligence presumed as the palace, a moment's interference of radios would clarify onto the screens in the throne room as The Emperor's courteously serene smile, staring down the occupants with eyes that burned as red as hellfire.

"Good day to you. I am called Frieza -- I have come to visit in hopes that mutually beneficial business enterprises may be undertaken on your world. To whom may I have the pleasure of speaking...?"

[dyavol]

And of course - visitation by The Emperor of The Universe can also be yours with a like~

[zcnkai]

GOKU JUMPSCARE - like for a short starter or two?

[cursedfortune]

The witch passively watched as the boy endured her teachings. Utilizing her energy manipulation to fling him about, building momentum, it was no different from how she preferred to fight. It was amusing using it on someone else, watching him bounce around like a ball in a small room.

"They'll - they'll have never lived up to all the good they could have done!"

Mortem blinked, refocusing upon Izuku fully.

"Sure, let's go with that." His concept of good was subjective to a creature like her-- on top of which, it wasn't really much of a priority. Good, evil, morality... it only mattered when it needed to, it wasn't something her species lived by. Potential didn't care about morality. Such a human concept, honestly.

"We know you can accelerate and decelerate yourself. Likewise, you can change the course of your direction. But right now... I want you to feel the flow. It's easy to try and cut through an opponent's ability, but adapting to it and using it against them will cost you less in the long run." With a roll of her wrist, she accelerated the energy at play to whip him around faster.

Yes, she was teaching him but also yes, she wanted to keep watching him being throttled about. "Learn the flow. Know when you could act. Quick thinking, adaptability, understanding-- these will always improve your odds of survival, boy."

[dyavol]

Feel the flow.

Learn the flow. Know when you could act.

Quick thinking, adaptability, understanding...

Every little thing she's been saying - its been not just about this bind, its a direct allegory, she's talking about what he must do, and what he must be to be a hero. And he's going to listen.

"You're right!" Feel for the opening threads, the call for response. "A hero should avoid smashing apart or tearing down others whenever they can help it. You should try to really get them, meet people where they're at, level to know what you need to do in this new, unique situation, grab hold of that..." Tight grip coiling around the energy thread, and when he's swung round once again, rather than fight against it, he joined the chorus - "And come around together!" Being swung back, he threw out a kick to propel himself far harder in the direction she was taking him, to try and 'throw her off balance' with her own ability.