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"My my..a god who craves death..? Now that's intresting.."
"Fool. I am not a god, I am THE god. The one and almighty, all powerful, ambivalent and all-knowing god, Zamasu! And the only death I crave is that of all mortals, for they had squandered their gift of life, time and time again! So watch your tone, lest I deprive you of it before you too shall share their miserable fate!"
"Some people are talking about their rankings and here I am having not even been on the ballot! Talk about disrespect, it's like they don't even know the Galactic Patrol exists! But sure, let's put the guy with a power level of 5 in the poll, yeah."
"Ranked frickin' nineteenth huh? That wouldn't even give me a bronze medal! I should at least get some sort of compensation for participating in the damn thing."
A pause, followed by a shrug.
"Guess it's up to me to claim the compensation myself, I figure those stuffy know-it-alls must have some good dough layin' around here, they surely won't mind if I take some of what's owed to me."
"You know, I've been thinking about it, I was sent to Earth to deal with the Saiyan that was sent to depopulate the planet. Of course, I never found him, and had to go back to the Patrol with only one big accomplishment under my belt instead of two..."
"But considering the guy I was looking for turned out to be Goku, I'd say that it was pretty fortunate for the whole universe that my job ended in failure (under no fault of my own). To think, just about everything he did from the moment he landed here could've been drastically altered if things went differently."
"So I guess you could really credit at least some of his victories to my lack of interference, I should've gotten something for my efforts, though the Patrol only allows celebrations and awards to be given within 25 rotations of completion... But I also heard that today's all a day about giving Thanks, so I've decided on something very important!"
"Anyone who's been saved by Goku and giving thanks to him, can also give thanks to me! I promise not to ask for much from the people of Earth, just some vanilla ice cream and some cheesecake, or some flavored milk! Oh, Neapolitan ice cream could be even better! Or Ice cream cake!"
He clears his throat for a moment.
"A-anyway, yeah, you don't have to thank me, but I feel like it could be appropriate. Oh! And make sure to send to address your gifts to Jaco Teirimentenpibosshi, otherwise, there's gonna be a whole ordeal if it's really for me or not!"
@age733 continued from here!
There's a bit of silent contemplation on how forthright she wishes to be on the matters of her sudden departure, and what exactly was going through her head at the time. As soon as the possibility of opening up internally comes up, she's quick to shut it down.
"Had to go my own way for a bit. I could only stand stayin' at that old pervert's place for so long, seein' how shootin' him never seemed to work." She says with a shrug as if she hadn't simply disappeared for literal years without any warning, or that she did end up ditching the convenience of an island home for just hitting the road. But the latter was surely much more reasonable than the former. Either way, if they were going to have this unexpected reunion, Launch figured that she might as well ask something that she had just remembered. A rumor she had heard around, but one she never did too much digging for. Until now, that is.
"Anyway, I heard ya got a kid now, that true? Ya never know with that media stuff, always a bunch of garbage bein' spouted about famous people like yerself."
For a minute, she has to hold back from an 'aww', since the reason she for Launch's approach seems to be out of concern rather than coincidence. That kind of endeared reaction would be more suited for her counterpart, so she tucks away her appreciation to avoid making the Launch in front of her uncomfortable.
"You were staying there? It feels like that place is getting more cramped nowadays. Next time you need a place to couchsurf, just ask me! I've got more than enough rooms and even more food, and, well... there's always space for an old friend, you know?" Living with Launch would be turbulent and at times scary, but she can also count on it to be nostalgic. The days she spent lounging around that beach house with everyone seem so far behind her now. Although she wouldn't trade the life she has now to go back, she'll take any opportunity she can to bask in the joy of old moments.
.... And there it is, the reason why she wouldn't want to change anything was brought into the conversation.
"No rumor this time! I did have a baby boy, though, maybe it's not right to call him a 'baby' anymore? He's getting so big... At any rate, his name's Trunks. I think he'd like you, if you ever wanted to meet him."
"...Might have'ta take ya up on that offer, seein' how it's hard for me to book a motel 'round here." Ah, the price of being wanted in many cities, West City was no exception. Not that she particularly cared, she considered robbing a bank earlier today, though with this sudden reunion, her plans were already beginning to move away from any criminal acts for the time being. Even if she was reported, Bulma was rich enough to buy off any heat if it did come looking for her anyway, not that Launch wanted it to come to that- She was a good friend after all, she didn't want the other woman to feel like she was being used for her riches.
That train of thought could wait however, as it paled in comparison to the news that Bulma did in fact have a baby. No, not a baby, but a whole kid! She has a smile on her face that grows wider by the second. Making her way to her old friend, she means to slap Bulma on the back in a affable manner, but her excitement means that the hits come out a bit harder than she intends.
Not that Launch herself notices.
"No kiddin'!? Congratulations!! I'll have to meet the little tyke sometime, maybe give him some overdue birthday presents!"
She's practically beaming for a bit, almost uncharacteristically so- Perhaps being able to experience good news after all this time away was quite the relief. Whatever the case, it wasn't something Launch herself was going to reflect on. Instead, the blonde takes a few steps closer to Bulma with a grin, looking over her friend before nodding in approval.
"And ya seem to be standin' on yer feet just fine, I'm guessin' motherhood hasn't slowed ya down one bit, huh?"
"Blocked. Blocked. Blocked. You're all blocked, none of you are free of sin."
"To think, witless fools daring to muster all the courage they can muster to commentate on things they simply cannot hope to understand. I, Zamasu, would pity those that believe they have the knowledge to comprehend my true desires and the perfection of my goals, only to fail and turn to childish insults to hide their own insecurity in the face of my magnificence. But alas, a god such as I, Zamasu, cannot afford to hand mortals anymore pity than I have in the past. They should simply acknowledge that they understand nothing and await my final judgement to be bestowed upon their miserable lives."
"Until then, no mortal shall speak my name, for it shall only be in vain. No mortal may comment on my goals, for it is far greater than their minds can truly hope to comprehend. In fact, no mortals may be allowed to gaze upon my visage either, as their eyes would burn upon looking at the radiance that is the glorious, most intelligent, most wonderful, powerful and competent god that is I, Zamasu. And as the god whose patience and kindness is unending: I, Zamasu, decree that those who refer to me without my knowing and express consent, shall suffer a swift and brutal smiting by my hands."
"April's fools? The act of foolishness by mortal kind could not be contained to a singular day, no- it would be that of every single day since they were given proper autonomy. The very first time they were allowed to form a proper thought was the beginning of the end for their downfall. A tragedy in the making before they even knew it, and yet the gods were inept enough not to see them in action and believe they did not need further guidance. Perhaps that is because they are as foolish as the very creations they claim to nurture through inaction. A laughable, disgraceful choice without any forethought or reflection as to what could come from letting them do as they wish. Do they not understand the consequences of their actions? The folly of their decisions? I, Zamasu, would deem this as their greatest flaw the second I had observed the multiverses' supposed deities take no action in correcting how mortals behave, and ignoring how ignorant, violent, and despicable they had quickly proven themselves to be. To not nip the root of the problem in the bud is unforgivable and only a testament as to how the very gods should not have been given power to use incorrect as they have. Only I, Zamasu, could hope to understand the importance and the severity of my actions and hope to bring peace and understanding to the multitude of universes as they so properly deserve! Both mortal and deities take part in such inane and flawed actions, so only that which is without flaw should be the one to correct them and establish an unending utopia that may yet heal from the damage inflicted on it by fools and the ignorant! There is no one else that could be so understanding as to what the multiverse needs, what will truly ensure that peace may be established, and how to absolutely secure this peace other than the one true being that has the compassion to do what must be done!"
"That being is none other than I, Zamasu!!!"
@saviorsatan from here?
Twiggy? Pipsqueak??
Oh, that irritated him real fast.
He was just trying to give this supposed champion that people were coming to Earth not to destroy it, but to see if all this commotion surrounding him really lived up to the hype.
And now he gets these comments about his optimal stature??? Unacceptable!
He looks up at this condescending champion and squints.
"You clearly don't know who you're dealing with! I'm not a pipsqueak, or a twig, but an elite officer of the Galactic Patrol! And although I'm wasn't here for a fight, I'd suggest you watch yourself before you say something we'd both regret!"
" Sounds pretty important, I guess. You remind me a little bit of that superhero thing G--I mean some goofball took up for a bit. Not as flashy or impressive as the world martial arts champ and defender of Earth, but I like your spunk. You'd make a great addition to my dojo. "
"You- You're not actually listening to a thing I'm saying are you? I'm not anything like a super hero, I'm part of an intergalactic force! Pretty sure that ranks way higher than that claim of yours! Maybe you should be the one trying to join, not the other way around--"
Deep inhale in, deeper exhale out.
"I'm sure the challenges Earth has to offer can get stale after a while. Getting off planet could really do you some good! It'd really prove just how formidable you are!"
@saviorsatan from here?
Twiggy? Pipsqueak??
Oh, that irritated him real fast.
He was just trying to give this supposed champion that people were coming to Earth not to destroy it, but to see if all this commotion surrounding him really lived up to the hype.
And now he gets these comments about his optimal stature??? Unacceptable!
He looks up at this condescending champion and squints.
"You clearly don't know who you're dealing with! I'm not a pipsqueak, or a twig, but an elite officer of the Galactic Patrol! And although I'm wasn't here for a fight, I'd suggest you watch yourself before you say something we'd both regret!"
Then they kissed
Launch is simply staring at Tater, saying nothing for a few minutes as she seems to be in some sort of trance as she says nothing-- Eventually, she takes a step forward, and then another, curiously approaching Tater with her hand reaching towards her before she stops herself, the bluenette's eyes meeting Tater's own before she takes a step back in surprise.
"Oh! I'm sorry! I just saw how adorable those long fluffy ears of yours were! I almost tried to pet them before I remembered they were attached to a person, I hope I didn't concern you! The rest of you looks adorable as well!"
The bunny just blinks while returning the stare, rather confused by what the other woman was doing. Did she need something? Did Tater have something stuck on her face? She blinks again when the blue-haired one steps closer before her attention trails down to the hand that was reaching up.
The apology and proceeding compliments had her freckled cheeks turning pink as she smiles bashfully. "Ah, thank you. It's quite alright, I'm used to that sort of thing. I do appreciate your consideration, though. Since you're being polite about it, you can touch my ears if you want to."
"Really?" She was so surprised by the offer that her voice raised up in pitch. Of course, Launch really wanted to pet the other woman, but it was a common occurrence for strangers to not really be too keen on the woman invading other's personal space regardless of intent. This was a rarity on her end, and she did not want to squander the chance to engage in petting such adorable and fluffy looking ears! Her expression becomes that of a smile as she slowly goes to make her move, keeping in mind that these were attached to Tater and not merely decoration.
She's eager to touch, but her grip remains gentle and cautious. It was true that Launch was known for not being the most careful of individuals, but she could be mindful if she really put effort behind her attempts. Her fingers delicately run up and down the sides of her ears, humming to herself as her smile only grows wider and wider.
After what must've been several minutes, Launch pulls her hands back and clasps them together, utterly delighted by the experience. "Oh my, I could do this forever! You're just so soft, it almost makes me want to give you a hug!" Her voice contained nothing but pure excitement in it, but she refrains from giving a sudden hug or cupping the woman's cheeks. That question about that course of action would come up another time. "I really do hope you didn't mind! It's not very often I have an opportunity like this. But I know you've probably got things you'd want to do, and I really shouldn't hold you up any more than I have! If there's anything I could do to repay you, please, let me know!"
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@age733 continued from here!
There's a bit of silent contemplation on how forthright she wishes to be on the matters of her sudden departure, and what exactly was going through her head at the time. As soon as the possibility of opening up internally comes up, she's quick to shut it down.
"Had to go my own way for a bit. I could only stand stayin' at that old pervert's place for so long, seein' how shootin' him never seemed to work." She says with a shrug as if she hadn't simply disappeared for literal years without any warning, or that she did end up ditching the convenience of an island home for just hitting the road. But the latter was surely much more reasonable than the former. Either way, if they were going to have this unexpected reunion, Launch figured that she might as well ask something that she had just remembered. A rumor she had heard around, but one she never did too much digging for. Until now, that is.
"Anyway, I heard ya got a kid now, that true? Ya never know with that media stuff, always a bunch of garbage bein' spouted about famous people like yerself."
"That is a secret that shall only be known by those that are deemed worthy by none other than me. It should be no surprise that your heathen ears shall be denied that particular piece of information. Consider it my only act of mercy, for the details of my survival are too much for a simple mind such as yours to properly perceive. Though I must confess that this is purely due to the fact what little facilities your brain desires to be fully cognoscente of the retribution I am to inflict upon you."
Despite their previous clash, kai fusion has made no moves to try and strike down the other man, seeming content to keep running his mouth. As if he hadn't received a mean hook in the face for not keeping quiet for five seconds.
"Now, hurry up and beg for my absolute forgiveness for your actions, and I may let you continue your miserable existence for but a few moments more. Otherwise, I shall not be held accountable for what fate is about to befall such a heinous and egregious sinner such as yourself."
Oh boy. It was all returning to him now. Vegito could feel a special kind of irritation building up, the more the deity rambled on and on. The insults weren't missed, but they were like water off of his back. For all his speeches, to him, Zamasu only manages to say nothing at the same time.
❝ Me, beg for YOUR forgiveness? Not even in your dreams, kai. ❞ The Saiyan's tone was a deadpan. Vegito's unimpressed demeanor soon faded, as a smirk slowly spread across his face. His tail swayed in calm arcs behind him.
❝ I'm a bit confused as to why you approached me so carelessly. You know, considering how our last battle went. ❞ Vegito remarked, chuckling - though the sound lacked humor. There was a malicious glint in his brown eyes.
❝ Unless, you wanted to get your skull caved in by me personally? Because I'd be happy to oblige. ❞
"Nothing but a fluke! A complete and utter improbable outcome that came as a result of my view of you as nothing more than a pest rather than the filth to be cleansed you rightfully are! Should you dare to throw those barbaric fists at me once more, I shall strike you down with the utmost ease!"
Any attempt at holding benevolence to his voice had vanished in the blink of an eye. The sore reminder of how their last clash had gone only drove his irritation up to the surface, the attempt at eloquence had flown out the window as his tone was only laced with venom. His body had tensed to accompany the scowl that was on his face, a hand slowly curling into a fist as the desire to hear his own voice was being combated with a desire to be rid of the clearly inferior fusion before him.
"Mortal might is fallible compared to the unending body of the gods! Know this, Vegito, if you believe that power can overwhelm immortality, your brain is emptier than your components! I am unending, I am unyielding, and I am inevitable!"
"For I am Zamasu!"
❛ i’m not sober enough to talk about this. ❜
-Vegeta to Trunks
200 prompts! - No Longer Accepting!
"Can't say I'm surprised."
It's somewhat muttered under his breath, but he had caught his father in the act of chugging extremely strong alcohol the night before. Whether it was a celebration or some bad coping skills that was being had, he didn't know, and he knew better than to prod just in case Vegeta felt like seeing how much his son had been slacking off on his training. But that didn't stop him from having his bits of snark here and there.
He holds out a few bread slices to the man, though he feels as if perhaps a whole loaf was needed.
"Here, you probably should've had some of this last night, but bread and water will help soak up whatever's lingering in your system."