#rcseblack

[scngoku-blog]

    “Can you get out of my face????” Goku wasn’t about to deal with Black’s antics today, and he was surprised the other was even trying to bug him. He was already annoyed, and wanted nothing to do with the other here. | @rcseblack |

[hiddcnrage]

The days had passed slowly, and a year went as Gohan was left to deal with the pieces he allowed to let settle in place. Still, he hadn’t let up on his training, though it wasn’t as intense as the year spent in the Time Chamber; He had a promise to keep to his father. If he let himself get weak, who knows what could happen to the world, even though it was considered safe. Trunks thought his world was safe, in the timeline Cell came from, and that was how this whole mess was started. I can’t let that happen to us. He spent the whole day going between his studies and some bit of mental training, deciding it was time for a little rest from all of that, as his more physical technique’s were dealt with yesterday. Now he was resting comfortably under the shade of a tall tree, staring out lazily at the serene lake ahead, and felt the dredges of sleep begin to wash through him. | @rcseblack |

[kaioshin-sama]

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[ ‘one thought’ meme ]

‘To think it could come to this. Trusting him?–no, not trusting; relying upon him in this–? For aid–? It’s absurd; it’s unthinkable – “the enemy of my enemy is my friend“? The absolute, stomach-turning nerve of him! – but, so help us, there’s no choice. There’s no choice. We don’t have time to wring our hands now! So, while the iron’s hot, then–!’

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[brccly-blog]

Broly had been making sure everything was settled, having moved their shelter out from the cavern and into the open space just outside of it. He was surprised that his former enemy gave him such gifts, much less began to even teach him a few things or two about combat. They had only sparred once or twice, after their initial battle, but already he had learned a bit more about himself from those few times. Once he saw that his companions were sent off safely, their starship blasting off out of the atmosphere, he would wait for them to return with fresh supplies for stocking. He picked up a large bag of mulch, decided to take up the chores for the week, and shouldered it with a simple pull. That was when he felt a presence close by, faint and familiar, which gave him pause enough to glance back. His eyes narrowed slightly as he tried to find out what it was, or who, catching sight of some figure in the distance. There shouldn’t be anyone else here??... Unless it’s...? He set down the bag, and turned to address the person. If it was who he thought it to be, he found it strange that Goku was masking his energy, but with how large this planet was it could be anybody else. | @rcseblack |

[zamcsu]

Since Zamasu had been working quite closely with these mortals, and growing a few unnecessary attachments that he know he shouldn’t have, there were tasks they’d set him out on. It was something only a Kai could truly understand, and so he was off to examine the forests around. There was definitely an offsetting sort of feeling throughout the woods, and he needed to understand what it could be. A palm placed carefully on the large trunk of a tree, and he closed his eyes in concentration. There was a source somewhere, but it seemed as if the entire wood was reacting to more than just that. It’s like the years of conflict are catching up with this world. Though it shall prevail, as life always does in face of atrocities... Or so I have come to learn.  He concluded, and the energy of the forest seemed to increase to a degree that the Kai wondered if there was something else wrong. A familiar feeling was felt like a stinging thrum in the center of his chest, and he knew another was near. His posture straightened, and he remained still where he was, needing to be as calm as was necessary.

     “...So, you must be the reason that even nature is in rejection of...” | @rcseblack |

[trunkc-blog1]

Why did every part of his life have to end up in some form of misery, whether it was through the loss of friends or family, Trunks was always at the pointed edge of nearly breaking anytime it would happen. The last straw had been when he witnessed his mother’s own demise at the hand of one that she could only think of as her old friend, but Trunks knew better. This wasn’t the Goku that he had come to know and respect, but someone else. His heart hadn’t stopped beating a mile-a-minute, even when he had the room to take a moment and breathe. Rests lightly up against another piece of fallen debris, needing anything to take a break from the constant running about. His home had become, once more, another hell for him to try and protect.   But I couldn’t save her.. and there’s no telli---

Thoughts were ceased when he heard the familiar pitch in the air, and he could sense the other was close. The shiver down his spine was enough to send him right back to the undesirable edge, and this monster always knew how to bring it out. What a disturbing notion to realize that another being was capable of instilling that upon him. After all these years, I still have it in me to be afraid. It’s pathetic! He knew now was the time to be silent, and wait for the opportune moment to either fight of flee at the given second of notice. | @rcseblack |

[scngoku-blog]

Goku and the gang had been approached by the boy from the future, having thought they’d not see him ever again since the last time, but the Saiyan wasn’t going to complain. There was talk of someone so strong, that of course he wasn’t about to miss out on it. Unfortunately the Time Machine wasn’t able to fit more than two people at a time, and he decided to go first with Trunks, while Vegeta would be grabbed later. First, he thought it best to see what was going on here, and of course they got permission from Beerus to go, which meant giving him more food than ever. Goku went off while Trunks was going to check on the remnants of rebels that managed to even live this long, but he was way to excited to try and find this individual that was bringing them all such horror. The world itself was definitely a terrible shock to the Saiyan, as he wasn’t used to so much dread and dreariness. His Earth was green, and filled with bustling cities, life... While this world was absolutely desolate! Goku silently observed, wondering how someone as strong as Trunks couldn’t stop this, and he was certain before Trunks left in the past that he could take on most others... “This is not right...” Was all that he could find words for, a simple comment under his breath. | @rcseblack |

[brccly-blog]

He landed on the soft grass, after having come from the space ship of where his Master told him to keep it positioned while he went off to find a certain Saiyan that had ultimately been one of failure to the Frieza Force and all of their might. Though, Broly’s goal was quite different to any of the other’s in the army, and he had been kept away for so many years, frozen and unable to do much except whenever his Lord had requested his strength. He was to inspect the rest of the planet, and see if it was fit for a proper culling, before assessing if it was perfect to sell. Earth, he had heard, was filled with warriors that have even rattled and destroyed the likes of Lord Frieza several times over. He had to be cautious, even though he was ordered to be as reckless as he wanted. The collar around his neck kept most of his strength at a decent level for him to be in control of most of it, and still he knew there was more to himself that he could tap into if he wished it; The flow of it was unlimited, he knew. Now, he stopped in his tracks, a familiar presence was felt, and it struck him right through the chest with a chill he had forgotten. Yet, something dark was about this being, and that was what bewildered him enough to look around with his dark eyes, trying to find the source of this. Could it be...? | @rcseblack |