latest batch of mando doodles, stale

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latest batch of mando doodles, stale
Mandolin (doesn't) split in two (a lil mandolin ficlet)
There is a pull at his every pore as Mandolin lies there, shivering. Begah tugs at his arm, barely able to not be flung back by the pressure being exerted by the Namekians body, begging his friend to awaken.
But that would require Mandolin to be asleep, and not dreadfully conscious as he is now. These are not without caveats, a thousand technicalities, but Mandolin finds himself stretched out. Yes, he is there on their cruiser back, finally back to Namek Colony Four after over ten years, under Begahs warm mammalian limb as the Saiyan tries to bring him around, but he is being stretched out somewhere else.
An Anchor, based around where that hand lies on his back and where his mind has decided to splinter itself. It weighs heavy as he is pulled, and Mandolin can't help but look down at himself and wonder
"Why am I still so weak?"
Mandolin scoffs, and snarls at Mandolin. "Because you're still so attached to that planet, you gave up all of us for it- for those people so small in your mind. Why did you do this to us?"
Mandolin cocks his head, looking at Mandolin stretched out and far away, but still tethered as much as he is. "Because I had to. That's what a hero does. But Heroes get stronger- they don't get like this." He says, gesturing at his body. Frail, and fragile. Shifting.
"We're no hero- pariah, perhaps. What, you think they'll understand? Be able to pay you back? Begah and Rutab taught us better than that, and look what we've gotten them!" Mandolin peers at Begah mournfully, eyes softening. "Wasting their time on someone weak. What a mess."
Mandolin hisses at Mandolin, and wishes he could stretch and grab him and shake him. "We're not wasting time- they're not wasting time- but what are we doing-" he says, feeling himself become more whole, more Separate and still horrible connected to Mandolin. "Who do I think we am?"
"I'm not even a Namekian anymore." Mandolin says. And like it has now happened twice before now, Mandolin finds himself snapped back and miserably whole; only minorly better than being miserably separate. He reels up his head, nearly knocking Begah in the nose as the Saiyan gasps, and sits back. "You're awake! Mando, I was so worried, that thing happened again and your body was-"
A four clawed hand is held up, as Mandolin holds his temples in pain. "Wait just- hang on." Every little bit of Mandolin re settles back into place, a horrible sensation. He'd been pulling away from himself in two different directions, and yet again been forced back into one. The whiplash on his mind ached, and he wished as he usually did for another Namekian to be near to understand his thoughts and feelings that would never make it out into words with another race.
But he wasn't Namekian. Not even his dear Begah was the one to pull him back again. He sighs, slumping willingly into Begahs arms for comfort. Everything tingled, like his body was trying to regenerate nothing at all. "I can't really, explain. I just want to lie here, okay?" The Saiyan bites his lip, and pulls him in closer, with no words.
A third tether, that never strayed far. Never stretched, but instead wrapped around Mandolin dragged the two halves back every time. A subtle pressure inbetween Mandolins eyes that ached like a jackhammer. Like a beautiful light that threatened to sear the insides of his eyeballs. And so he remains whole. Wholly alone, in anothers arms.
time for another oc dump post bc i love them <3
oc doodlin
give me all your scrunkly bois and assorted chrumchers
these started appearing in my house and i havent felt peace since that day
I only have one dragon ball oc that's just a clown icejin with magic. if you breath on him too hard he would shatter like glass
this is so fucking funny??? please show me a picture of this clown. i have to see him. a porcelain doll with a red rubber nose and also its a space lizard is so powerful
Begah is a Saiyan engineer from the distant future, and Mandolins bestie forever (and also ex boyfriend but dont bring it up to them). He isn't really into combat, but is still fairly strong. he stands to inherit his sisters business of Space Ship repair, but is looking into designing his own ships based off a combination of Namekian tech and Saiyan tech.
doodlin my saiyan ocs... theyre older sister and little brother, they work as mechanics for a family business/ begah is studying to be an engineer
I was thinking of making a Saiyan OC that, instead of having any other Super form basically just had SSJ4. Red hair/fur, glorious yellow eyes, the works. His personality basically amounts to being a playful idiot (though not nearly as stupid as Goku is sometimes, thanks Super) with anger issues about his insecurities. His "series" would see him basically travel around different planets in a galaxy with a few buddies at his side looking for a set of Dragon Balls scattered around said galaxy. Here's the thing. These Dragon Balls don't grant wishes; they act as a seal to prevent an evil dragon from escaping and corrupting everything in his path.
Gimme your Saiyans- Do they have a preference for transformations? What would any of them look like with God Ki? (Sorry if this is too long)
oo thats interesting! SsJ4 is probably one of the coolest transformations, and I like the details of the dragons balls actually sealing a dragon away instead of summoning it in the first place.
As for my Saiyans, I only have Sister and brother, Rutab and Begah! Both unlock super saiyan over the course of their journey (in the future they live in, its more of an urban legend sometimes realized for real instead of an impossible dream and myth in saiyan culture), and Rutabs better at controlling hers. Begah however is more powerful, but finds it hard to control his strength, and tends to avoid it. As for god ki, woe Haha I never thought of them with it before! I think they'd prefer to stick to the classic red hair red eyes look, maybe even yellow eyes like ssj4