You know what? The scene where Gohan calls Nappa "reek" is quiet different in the latin version. In that, Gohan said "YOU DON'T HAVE A MOM!" like some offensive thing, and Nappa replied with "Whaaaat! My mother was a beatiful lady! Don't talk about her, braaat!." It was hilarious af. Man, there's a lot of differences between latin dub and english dub.
What, really?? Ohhh man, I love any reference to saiyan ladies in canon for one, and like Nappa jumping at her defense is sweet.
There do seem to be a lot of differences between the dubs, but that’s one thing that I’ve always kind of liked about DBZ - or just dubbing in general. Things are changed, yeah, and sometimes for the worst and sometimes for the better, but it’s always a lot of fun to compare the dubs and see what approach they take, ya know? It’s especially fun for something like DBZ which is old and has a loooot of different dubs (I know there are a lot of English dubs, do other languages have multiple dubs as well?).
It’s just fun to see how different countries and languages interpret the original material
a - age:
Megan: 22!
Abigail: 21~
b - biggest fear:
Megan: Making a fool of myself and not living a fulfilling life.
Abigail: You mean besides roaches and E.T.? Idk, being completely alone and forgotten.
c - current time:
Megan: I’m rolling through this at 6:10pm.
Abigail: 7:07pm.
d - drink you had last:
Megan: H20
Abigail: Water
e - easiest person to talk to:
Megan: Damn, well me an Abby talk everyday and it’s always nice and easy. Oh, and of course my mom.
Abigail: My friends!!
f - favorite song:
Megan: Sleepwalking by The Chain Gang of 1974
Abigail: Pfffft idk.
h - heritage:
Megan: [shrugs] All I know is that I was born in the U.S. and that my pasty ass burns in the sun.
Abigail: Considering how most people with my last name are over in the U.K., I’m guessing there.
i - in love with:
Megan: (alright yall, get ready for some god damn sappy ass answers) Crystal blue skies, warm breezes, music and my friends.
Abigail: My cats.
k - killed someone:
Megan: I.....what kind of question is this. Actually, you wanna hear something funny? I named a character after an old softball coach in one of my fanfics and then killed them off. Aaaahh, good times.
Abigail: I mean...this fic.
l - last time you cried:
Megan: Well superficially, I cry literal tears all the time these days because of Undertale. But if we’re talking real tears, I’m gonna say it was...last week? Or a couple weeks ago? And news flash yall, I’m probably one of the biggest saps in the world, so I ended crying because I was thinking about how much I missed my friends and family back home. DON’T JUDGE ME.
Abigail: Teared up? This morning. Actually cried to the point that there is like a river of tears and sobbing and all gross and shit? Gravity Falls finale.
m - middle name:
Megan: Ellaine
Abigail: Lee
n - number of siblings:
Megan: 3! One older sister, an older brother, and a twin brother.
Abigail: 1, a younger bro.
o - one wish:
Megan: To live a life that leaves me happy and satisfied with myself.
Abigail: To actually finish the projects I start.
p - person you last called:
Megan: [checks phone] My roommate.
Abigail: My mom.
q - question you’re always asked:
Megan: [in reference to my major] “Uh, what’s that?” [followed up closely by “So when do you graduate?”]
Abigail: “How’s college going?” (the answer: terrible. what i say: “as well as it could i suppose”)
r - reasons you smile:
Megan: Pretty blue skies, new music on my phone, funny story swapping with my co-worker, hilarious messages from Abby on Skype, ridiculous texts from friends, good fanfiction.
Abigail: Sending Megan stuff on skype and watching her freak out over it (usually sad or ridiculous things. always hilarious).
s - song last sang:
Megan: Battle Scars by Paradise Fears because if I’m on my laptop, I’m listening to music. And if I’m listening to music, I’m singing it.
Abigail: When You Were Young by The Killers.
t - time you woke up:
Megan: 5:45 AM, it was an early work day.
Abigail: 6:41 AM. It was suppose to be 7 but it was raining this morning.
u - underwear:
Megan: [shifty eyes] Ones that fit.
Abigail: comfy ones.
v - vacation or destination:
Megan: Colorado, Japan, the UK. Somewhere I can get great food and take cool pictures.
Abigail: ahhh I don’t know. I wouldn’t mind going to the San Diego Zoo again.
w - worst habit:
Megan: My cliche college student diet of shitty meal plan food and Reese’s.
Abigail: I lied. My middle name is actually procrastination.
x - x-rays you’ve had:
Megan: I’ve only had routine x-rays done on my teeth, but I did get an MRI once for my right shoulder. I had a softball injury from pitching and my rotator cuff was inflamed.
Abigail: Just teeth.
y - your favorite food:
Megan: Tex-Mex. It will literally be the death of me.
Abigail: Pizza. And ice cream. And chocolate. And cookies.
z - zodiac:
Megan: Aquarius~
Abigail: Cancer.
favorite color:
Megan: Pink, bro.
Abigail: Bluuuue daba dee daba die
wake up and sleep times:
Megan: Mondays and Fridays, early as fuck because of work. Other weekdays, about 10:00 because work isn’t until noon. Weekends? I know for a fact I was up until 4am so you can bet your ass I’m sleeping in until at least 2pm. My schedule is wild.
Abigail: School nights - Wake up around 7, go to bed around midnight. Every other night - who knows, it’s a free-for-all. Typically though I’m awake by 10, even if i stay up until like 5 or 6 the night before.
text or call:
Megan: It depends! Most of the time, I just sent a text. But if I need to tell you something quickly or know something quickly, I’m going to call you.
Abigail: Texts
met a celebrity:
Megan: Voice actors, voice actors, voice actors. Also George Takei.
Abigail: Voice actors, a few actors from Buffy and Doctor Who
smile or eyes:
Megan: [slimy grin] How about smiles that meet their eyes, heuheuheuh.
Abigail: Both? Both. Both is good.
light or dark hair:
Megan: Uhhh I dunno, dark?
Abigail: Meh. I’m ok with either but i suppose i prefer darker.
shorter or taller:
Megan: I’m hell short so everyone’s tall compared to me.
Abigail: ^^^^
intelligence or attraction:
Megan: Intelligence
Abigail: Why not both?
day or night:
Megan: I guess night, but I you can’t appreciate one without the other.
Abigail: niiiight because thats literally the only time I get shit done.
make up or au naturel:
Megan: I put on makeup when I feel like it, but never much unless I’m going out.
Abigail: natural because I’m a lazy shit.
chapstick or lipstick:
Megan: Chapstick because my lips are always dry and I fucking suck at lipstick.
Abigail: Chapstick because yes my lips are always dry and its cheaper so I don’t freak out when i lose it.
city or country:
Megan: I love my current home with my parents in the country, but personally I’d probably like to live in the city. I don’t know. Being from Texas, you see a lot of open space so you learn to appreciate both.
Abigail: Ehhh probably city. Although country does have the advantage of actually being able to see stars at night. Just so long as I don’t have to do a lot of driving i’m good either way.
type of phone:
Megan: I have an iPhone. Thanks, mom.
Abigail: iPhone. Finally upgraded too, the last one I had since I was in high school. Back in 2012. And it had belonged to my brother before that.
love or lust:
Megan: [to the melody of Stronger Than You] LooOoooOove~
Abigail: Love?
lemonade or iced tea:
Megan: Iced tea. Dark. And no sweetener.
Abigail: Neither. They’re both gross.
ummm if you want a prompt, could you please do truten 13: "cookies"? i know it's a silly ship, i just think it's so cute, if you don't wanna that's fine!
Trunks/Goten –Cookies
“Here!”
Goten shovedthe box into Trunks’s chest and quickly turned away, barely catching hisfriend’s wide-eyed stare as he fumbled with the sudden gift. Silence stretchedbetween them as Goten held his breath, quietly gnawing on his lower lip as hewaited for his gift to be open. Anxiety pumped through his veins as the secondsticked on, until, at long last, the sound of wrapping paper being torn awayreached his ears. When the clatter of the box’s plastic lid hitting theexpensive tiled floor filled Trunks’s bedroom, he somehow gained the courage tolook up and felt his stomach sink at the sight of Trunks’s disappointed face.
“Chocolate chipcookies?” the teen deadpanned, one purple eyebrow arching upwards as he staredinto the box. “You do know I hate those, right?”
Goten jumpedup, face blanching and eyes widening with horror. “What? You’re kidding!Who the hell hates chocolate chip cookies?” he cried incredulously, takingseveral steps back away from his so-called friend.
Trunks simplygave Goten a blank stare in response. “I do,” he said flatly, “I thought youknew that.”
“You never toldme this!” Goten exclaimed, arms thrown up in the air in frustration. “I’veknown you all my life and not once did you ever mention it!” He brought hisarms down, stuffing his hands into his jeans pockets as he pouted. “If I hadknown, I wouldn’t have made you those for Valentine’s Day.”
“Wait,” Trunksbegan, evidentially startled, “you made these? For Valentine’s?”
The other boy nodded sullenly. “Yeah. I…didn’thave any money to really go out and buy you something, and that…was the onlything we already had the ingredients for at home that also had chocolate init.”
Another momentof silence stretched between them.
“You do realizeValentine’s Day is tomorrow, right?”
Goten winced atthe words, shoulders hunching downwards as he moved his gaze towards the floor.Of course. He knew he had been forgetting something! All thatembarrassment, and for what? He didn’t even get the day right!
“These cookiesare brunt, by the way.”
And just likethat, the sadness gave way for frustration. Goten’s hands clenched into fistsin his pockets and he began to grind his teeth unconsciously. “Hey, if youdon’t like them then just give them back!” He was sure his dad would get rid ofthem easily enough – Goku had eaten the entire reject batch and half of theones that were suppose to go to Trunks, after all.
A loud crunchmade Goten look back towards his friend, and he was shocked into standing upstraight and going slack jawed at the sight he was met with. Trunks stoodthere, furiously chewing away, with the box of cookies in one hand and a halfeaten cookie in the other. His face was contorted to a scowl, brows furrowedand mouth frowning as much as it could as he chewed. Goten could do nothing butwatch as his friend ate the cookie, never once saying a word as he took biteafter bite until it was gone.
Trunks let outa loud, overly dramatic gasp once he had finished. “That was awful,” hemuttered, shaking his head as though that would get the taste out of his mouth.He looked over at Goten, who was still gaping at him, and smirked. With quick,even steps, he walked across his room to his dresser, pulling open the topdrawer and grabbing a small box inside. “Here!” he called, tossing the boxtowards the youngest Son boy before moving to sit on his bed.
Goten wasbrought out of his state in a snap, quickly reaching forward to catch the box.He fumbled with it for a second, as Trunks had done only moments beforehand,but quickly got a good hold on the gift. It wasn’t wrapped, as the box ofcookies had been; this box was bearing only an orange ribbon and some tape tokeep the lid secured. Goten sent Trunks a curious glance before tearing thoseaway, eagerly lifting the lid to see what was inside.
He did his bestto stop his face from falling at the sweet within. “White Chocolate?” he asked.
Neither spokefor a moment.
“You don’t likewhite chocolate, do you?” Trunks asked with a heavy sigh, his head dippingdownwards in defeat.
Goten sent him a guilty smile. “Guess we both messedup, huh?” He then quickly moved to sit next to Trunks, balancing the box in hislap while he patted the other teen’s back. When Trunks looked up to give him aweak smile, Goten was quick to eat one of the chocolates he had been given,somehow grinning and cringing at the same time as he did so.
Hey, do you have a fanfiction account? :) I would like to read what 2 twisted minds could created! (That was a compliment ;) )
We do! Megan’s is Meg Fiction and Abby’s is benvoliotheorphan
However, while Abby does have three GoChi oneshots on there, most of the DBZ fics we’ve written on our blog under the tag of Hellish Fics - it’s mostly responses to fic prompts (which, we still…gotta finish a few, we’ll get to them, we promise), but they’re DBZ related fics nonetheless!
Honestly, I’d love to see more of Tights in general. I’ll admit, I know little about her character (I haven’t gotten around to reading Jaco yet), but I do love just the mere concept of her, and her design is super cute too. And like, I’m very interested if she even knows that her sister married an alien? Like Vegeta seemed very surprised that Bulma had a sister (as if he’s one to talk, hiding his younger brother like that from everyone), so does she know about him?? (probably, those two seem like close sisters, but still).
Just have a whole big family reunion and show Vegeta and Bulma interacting with their in-laws. I’d looooove to see that, you’d know it’d be entertaining to say the least.
Hey guuurls! Tell me you saw the last episode of Super and jump into the Vegebul ship again! *insert meme with crazy eyes and hearts all over the place* (I stole some screenshots, there're in my tumblr)
YEAAHHH it was so sweet. At last we have an onscreen VegBul kiss~~
Even with all its faults, the fanservice for that ship in Super is very nice. Yes, show the care these two egotistical nerds have for each other!
Gohan smiled ashe opened up the present, heart warming at the sight of a light green button upsweater that rested within the box. He could tell it was his mother’s handiworkwithout even reading the card that sat on top of the homemade clothing, havingaccidentally seen her working on it earlier that year. With careful hands, hepulled out the sweater and tried it on, unsurprised to find that it fittedperfectly on him.
“Hey, Videl!”he called out happily as he jumped up from his pile of presents. Videl sat nottoo far away, a similar pile surrounding her (although hers was much largerthan his – as expected, being the daughter of Mr. Satan, supposed savior of theworld). She smiled brightly as he struck a pose, one not too dissimilar to somehe pulled as Great Saiyaman, and gleefully asked, “How do I look?”
Videl giggledand shook her head. “Like a very handsome dork.” She gave him an overly sweetsmile as he mocked offense, gasping loudly and crossing his arms. “So, who’sthat from?” she asked as she turned back towards the gift she had previouslybeen opening.
“Mom,” Gohananswered simply as he sat down and grabbed the next present. “She made itherself.”
“I didn’t knowChi-Chi could knit,” Videl mused as she tore away the last of the wrappingpaper, “although it makes sense, I’ve seen the materials around your house.”She eagerly lifted the lid off the present, only to freeze as her eyes fell onthe item within.
Gohan snortedas he examined the wine glasses he had received from Yamcha. “What did youthink that stuff was used for? I mean, Goten doesn’t have the patience and I’mway too clumsy…” His voice trailed off as he turned to his wife and saw theshocked look she was giving the gift. “Videl?” He asked as he sprung to hisfeet once again, rushing to his wife’s side. “Is everything alright?”
He came to astop beside her and kneeled down, dark eyes falling on the gift she was staringat. Once again he instantly recognized his mother’s work, the light pinksweater sitting innocently in the white box, a small card resting on top of it.He frowned and turned to Videl, worried as to why such a gift would make herpause. “Videl?”
She jumped athis voice and turned to him, eyes shining with confusion. “She made me onetoo?” she asked before turning back towards the sweater.
“Is that bad?”Gohan asked, bewildered by his wife’s reaction. “I mean, you’re my wife, herdaughter-in-law, it’d only make sense she’d give you something as well for thewedding…”
“It’s pink.”
He blinked,dread and regret churning in his gut. “Yeah? Is that..? I mean, you said youwanted to wear the color more…” Did he mess up the gift? He hadn’t even beenmarried for a week and already–
Videl’s browfurrowed as she turned back towards him. “You knew she’d make this for me?”
“Well, no, Ididn’t know she’d be making a sweater,” he nervously admitted as he leaned backaway from his wife, hands raised in an effort to keep her pacified. “I hadaccidentally walked in on her making my gift and she had asked if there was acolor you’d prefer and it just sort of slipped and… Do you like it?”
She stared hardat him for a moment or two before sighing, a soft smile spreading across herface as she turned back towards the sweater and gingerly picked it up. “Yes,Gohan, of course I like it!” She ran her fingers across the material beforepulling it over her head. “I just… I didn’t expect something handmade, isall!” Her voice was muffled as she struggled to properly put on the sweater,arms flailing in the air momentarily before finding the sleeves. Gohan chuckledat the sight and quickly went about helping her get situated. When the sweater waspulled down and her face was in view again, he was unsurprised to see herglaring at him.
“You were theone who put it on weird,” was his only defense, which made her lightly smackhis arm.
Videl lookeddown at the sweater, taking in the perfect fit of the pink clothing. “I don’tthink I’ve ever had someone make me anything before. It’s usually justbought.” She shrugged before turning back to Gohan, eyes shining as she beamedup at him. “We’ll have to make sure to give your mom something special as a thanks!”
“No, I don’tthink that’s necessary,” he casually countered, subtly leaning in closertowards Videl. “I mean, I’m pretty sure that me marrying rich is the best thingshe could’ve asked for.” He gave her a teasing grin at her scowl, one of hisarms sneaking around her to pull her close.
“You’re luckyyou’re cute,” she grumbled, “otherwise you’d still be a broke country bumpkin.”
“Now that’s just mean.” But he was grinning widely ashe closed the gap between them.
Krillin/Android 18 –MessageNote: We got two requests for Kril18 with message, and we’re going to do both! I wrote this one and Megan is gonna write the other one.
“I don’t thinkyour brother realizes I’m with you right now.”
18 sent aglance towards Krillin before returning her attention to the mirror she stoodin front of, critically eying the dress she had held up to her body. “Why wouldyou think that?” she asked as she shook her head and hung the dress back up onthe rack. “Where else would you be?”
Krillin sighedas he followed his wife towards the next section of clothing, lazily pushingthe cart through the narrow pathways while looking down at his cell phone. “I’mpretty sure he wouldn’t be sending me these pictures if he thought you’d beable to see them.” He cringed as his phone buzzed with a new message. A quickswipe across the screen and soon the short fighter found himself looking at apicture of his daughter being precariously balanced on her uncle’s knees, herface showing nothing but joy as her arms stretched out to graze the cloudsaround her.
“My brother maybe reckless,” 18 began as she sorted through a stack of jeans, “but he’s notstupid. He knows that whatever he shows you would eventually come back to me.Or, at least, he should.” She smirked as she finally found the size she hadbeen searching for and quickly tossed the jeans into the cart. Her eyeslingered on her husband, who was staring hard at his phone with his eyebrowsfurrowed, and she made the last second decision to snatch it from his grasp.She ignored his indignant “Hey!” as she quickly scrolled through the variouspictures. “What is he doing?”
Krillin huffedand crossed his arms, resting them on the cart’s handle as he leaned forward.“Apparently Marron asked him to take her flying. Uncle 17 knows all the cooltricks.” He rolled his eyes, his heavy sarcastic tone bringing out a smallsmile on his wife’s lips.
The smilequickly gave way for a frown as her eyes fell on the most recent picture. Shecocked an eyebrow as another message came in, containing a photo of Marrondangling high above a skyscraper, laughing and smiling brightly, with 17’s facepeaking in on the left side of the picture, a devious smirk on his face. “Heshould know that I’ll see these, and that if anything happens to Marron I’llkill him,” she grunted as she closed the picture and tossed the phone back toKrillin, who caught it with ease. “Why is he sending them?”
Her husbandshrugged as he reopened the app to look at the most recent text. “To get a riseout of me, probably. Maybe you as well.” With a sigh, Krillin shut the app andpocketed his phone, meeting 18’s gaze briefly before the two of them began tomaneuver to a different section of the store. “Honestly, the fact that he knowsyou’ll kill him is why I’m not too concerned. Plus, the way he spoils her, Idoubt he’d let anything happen to our little girl.”
18 gave aslight hum in agreement as she wandered through the isles. “True. I have littledoubt that 17 would protect Marron… But that doesn’t mean that I agree withwhat he’s doing.” She ran a hand through a rack of shirts before suddenlyspinning around to face Krillin again, a somewhat sinister smirk lighting herfeatures as she leaned over the cart in order to be eyelevel with her husband.“We should get him back.”
He stared ather for a moment, a blank look on his face as he processed her words. “Get himback?” he repeated, bemused, before grinning wildly and laughing a little. “Imean, sure! I’m for it. But…how?”
18 frowned,pushing herself away from the basket with a huff. “I don’t know how yet,” shegrumbled as she went back to looking at the nearby shirts. “But I’ll think ofsomething. Trust me.”
Krillin chuckled and nodded. “Oh believe me, I trustyou. You’re the best at revenge schemes.” He then let out a loud groan as hisphone buzzed again.
