#raditz did really strived...

[stoopidassjamesfranco]

Dragon Ball fandom that read super, why the fuck Goku and Vegeta trains for two/ almost three years non stop without visiting family once? I was shocked reading superhero, that was so unnecessary

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🍍  :    how comfortable is my muse in their body?  how do they feel about their height,  weight,  strength,  and body type?  how important is being attractive to them?  

Vegeta is very comfortable in his own body, his height doesn't bother him anymore, it mostly did when he was younger and realized Raditz was continuing to grow and he stayed the same height. It would get to him. Especially since he'd get picked on for it. But after a couple of years he got over it, allowing others to underestimate him and enjoy the satisfaction of proving he wasn't one to disrespect. Of course now adays he finds the passing mark on his height more annoying than his height itself. When it comes to weight and body type, Vegeta is very proud of it and he does enjoy the look of his own body. And although being attractive is not his focal point, he's well aware that he is. Strength is the most crucial of his self perception. While he's crazy strong he's always striving to surpass his limits. It's a core part of his identity and pride.

🍎  :    how stable is my muse’s mental health?  have they been diagnosed with any mental illnesses and  /  or conditions?  do they have any undiagnosed mental illnesses and  /  or conditions?  do they or should they attend therapy? 

While he hasn't been diagnosed (because there's no way in hell he would bother going to therapy) he for sure has ptsd, obsessive compulsive personality disorder, depression and he's got some anger management issues

🍊  :    does my muse desire romance?  is it something they would actively seek out,  or prefer to happen more  ‘  naturally?  ’  what is their love life like?  do they have any exes or past flings,  or crushes?  

He's not the type to daydream about romance, he's not waiting for anyone to come in and swoop him off his feet. If it happens it happens. He doesn't have any exes, most back in the day were flings that he doesn't even bother to remember. He does have a few crushes but he's not one to admit them lol. Currently his love life is going pretty well, got lots of ships and potential ships going on with him that are going pretty well.

🍓  :    how is my muse typically seen by others?  does it ring true to who they really are?  does their reputation matter to them? 

A bad tempered, prideful, loud, gremlin, from an outside prospective yeah lmao, he can show different side of himself but those are only reserved for those close to him and its a very tight knit circle. Oh for sure his reputation matters, he takes great pride in being recognized as a powerful Saiyan prince and a formidable warrior. Anything less than that, like for example being called soft is out of the question and he hates it lol.

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Recruited: Chapter 10

[I did another thing! This one is a lot shorter than the last several have been and a little more filler-y BUT we’re getting close to canon stuff (that I’m trying to figure out how I want to write and format still). SO here we gooooo!]

Vegeta

Any miniscule time he was forced to spend alone with Frieza aggravated the prince. Whether to bear the brunt of some reprimand, to listen to him discuss business to an audience of intergalactic dignitaries at a stupid feast he was dragged to and forced to endure like some pet, or to nod along with him prattling on about himself and insulting Vegeta or his race in a single breath, he preferred it when running an empire distracted Frieza from his existence. This rare occasion of the tyrant requesting his company on a special mission had the same effects: the usual rage of being helpless to end the emperor's life, the discomfort of watching his every step and word, the humiliation of bearing his belittling commentary and pretending to be his proud, obedient attack dog. It was maddening, and the only solace in the trip was that he left Dodoria and Zarbon both been behind to attend to other business.

Nappa, Raditz, and Nabooru had also been ordered to deal with another assignment while Vegeta accompanied Frieza. Disconcerting due to the fact that, in circumstances such as this, his cohorts would be ordered to remain on base until his return, placed on a schedule that included training and any other grunt work the commanders could find for them. However, he supposed Frieza wanted to keep his top teams busy conquering planets for him. Vegeta hadn't missed the increase in work they had been assigned, and even their latest three day reprieve had been cut short. He tried to convince himself it all meant nothing, that, even if Frieza noticed how the four of them trained more often than usual in their free time, his ego would keep him from getting too suspicious. But Vegeta couldn't deny the increase in his own paranoia with each passing day. Each day he stepped closer to exacting revenge and killing the bastard, and he constantly found himself dwelling on every possible scenario that could skew or outright obliterate his plot.

"It's almost a relief to have different company for once," Frieza mused, a wine glass held between his middle and index fingers. He nodded to the bottle, a silent insistence Vegeta top him off. The Saiyan swallowed his grimace and did as he was bade. Zarbon's or Dodoria’s usual task. He noted the shift of his crimson eyes to the still near full glass in his gloved hand, and took the hint to take another measured sip. "Zarbon and Dodoria tend to bore me after a while. And their bickering...if they weren't so loyal and useful, I may have offed them by now out of sheer annoyance."

Vegeta chuckled, practiced amusement and rehearsed reactions. "I can only imagine," he responded. Another glance spurred him to add, "I suffer the same with Raditz and Nappa. Though it's less their bickering than some inane, disgusting topic of conversation I don't care to hear in detail."

"Yes, I suppose that is an unfortunate vice of the lower classes, their obsessions with sating their lust." Frieza swirled the wine in his glass, black lips downturned in disgust. "A product of lower brain function, I suppose. They have little more than lewd absurdity to keep their minds occupied. Something the two of us fortunately don't suffer from."

The prince bowed his head, performing each gesture that appeased Frieza with loathing. He didn't care for his useless compliments. He found it hard to focus on them when all he could imagine was ripping those horns from his head and burying them in his eye sockets. Or shoving the wine glass into his mouth and forcing him to chew it up and swallow the shards to laugh as he watched him spit blood onto the pristine floor.  "Thank you, my lord. Your compliments are the highest honor."

"And they do not come lightly, Vegeta. You are an enigma of your kind. Had your race not perished, you would have made a fine ruler. Far better than your father." Vegeta ignored the twinge of rage his words plucked in favor of focusing on drinking the dry wine. "Yes, my tutelage has done wonders for you. Perhaps if my father had done the same with yours as I have done for you, perhaps he, too, could have evolved from a mere monkey playing court and dressed in regalia to a full-fledged ruler."

To keep his grip loose on the stem of his glass and not shatter it proved challenging in the face of his father's mockery. No matter his mixed feelings of the deceased Saiyan king, he did not take insults of his memory well. Especially from the likes of Frieza. He bit his tongue and once more drank to silence the blazing barrage of insults he wanted to sling in retort. 

"You are too kind, my lord." The words burned like acid on his tongue. "I agree that my growth under your watchful eye has favored me greatly. I thank you."

"Of course. I saw promise in you the moment I set eyes on you. However, there is always room to grow and learn, wouldn't you say?"

His tone, the smirk on his lips, ramped Vegeta's paranoia to near overload. Had Frieza found out about his plotting? Led him and his team straight into a trap of some sort?

He was given little time to consider as Frieza spoke up again. "Earlier you only mentioned your Saiyan comrades. It reminded me that you and I have never fully discussed the fourth I added to your team. How has she fared?"

"Nabooru is a competent warrior, well-versed in her craft and battle strategy. She fits in well, and, outside of being mouthy and questioning my authority once in a while, she's proven her worth." He glanced to the wide window before them, to the passing stars and junk, the endless void of space. "She learns quickly and strives to improve where she can. She was hesitant to carry out orders, but has grown out of it for the most part."

Frieza laughed. "Such a glowing report from the commander who pitched a fit over my decision." Vegeta's lips tightened to a thin line and his brows lowered ever further, only encouraging the emperor's delight. "I can't say I'm surprised she has a belligerent streak. Her former king said the same of her when I asked in one of our visits. Your temper must be improving if her first strike didn't convince you to kill her. I have seen you kill for less, after all, Vegeta."

Vegeta clicked his tongue. "She's simply lucky she figured out not to take her insubordination too far with me. Otherwise, I would have. Her power level and skill be damned."

"A lesson well-learned, it seems. I recall it took you some time to learn the same, but I suppose you had the excuse of being a mere child."

Vegeta merely nodded, the memories of the physical abuses doled out by Frieza's or one of his cohorts' hands when he rebelled and the scars left behind all too fresh despite their age. The mental mutilation of the mind games the tyrant played with him. Each had served their purpose because he vowed and showed respect to the bastard with little beckoning. It made him sick, clawed at his pride and convinced him death would be a more pleasant fate. But he wanted revenge more than anything, so survive he must. No matter the cost. It would be worth it someday.

"Sir, we are approaching our target," the captain announced. "T-minus five minutes."

"Excellent. Remember, there will be no need to land here." 

Vegeta glanced to Frieza when his scouter pinged. He pressed the button on the side. "Ah, what good timing, Nabooru. You have landed on Planet Noya and met with the other team there?"

Frieza cut the transmission and sighed dramatically. "Unfortunate, really." He finished off his wine and set the glass aside. "Shikoo and his team were quite the commodity. But one too many rumors about stoking rebellions and insubordination makes it difficult to keep such bad seeds among the loyal."

He waited for her reply, the smirk on his lips growing ever wider. "Yes, yes, I am aware of the success in purging the planet. The instructions to rendezvous with the soldiers sent to Noya were...purposefully vague. The task for you and the Saiyans is to kill that team. Don't worry your pretty head over why, dear. It's unbecoming of a soldier.. Their punishment has been a long time coming."

Vegeta's throat closed up and his mouth dried out. "The proper decision, it sounds like, sire," he managed, finishing his own glass and abandoning it. "Not to overstep my own boundaries, but I assumed we were purging this planet we're going to."

"We are. In a sense." He hoisted himself into his hover chair and propped his elbow on the edge, cheek resting in his palm. His crimson gaze rested on Vegeta, unblinking. "The denizens are...formidable enough, especially en masse, and intel suggests they wish to rebel against me. I have decided the time and potential casualties aren't worth the effort for what little the planet has to offer in the long run, so destroying it entirely will be a far better use for dealing with them. One and done, as they say."

A rare instance in which Vegeta agreed with Frieza’s methodology. He wished he would pass down such an order more often than he did, frankly. Putting down rebellions wasted time when they typically ended up murdering them all anyway. Any extra precautions and instructions usually forced them to hold back or went up in smoke not long after they landed. While he understood that some planets had more value than others, blowing up the planets and washing their hands of the business would allow them to take on more jobs. Send a team to gather whatever resources from the planet beforehand and then he and his team or one like his could destroy the place and move on. Not to mention he liked the thrill, the power behind destroying an entire world on his own.

A blue green planet slowly drifted into view, decent sized with a large landmass facing the ship in its current position in its rotation. Frieza waved for him to follow him to the center of the ship. "Come along. Vegeta. We will approach close enough that your ki will protect you from the lack of oxygen. I will allow you to do the honors." 

Vegeta took the blare of the signal for the opening of the uppermost hatch as his cue to surround himself in a protective barrier of energy. While he could not survive the void of space this way, it offered protection from suffocation for at least a few minutes. More than enough to obliterate the planet and retreat into the safety of the ship once more. He followed Frieza up and through the hatch, hovering over it and facing the planet.

Though only allowed the chance to destroy entire planets on a few occasions, he made a point to remember what it felt like. The exact amount of energy he needed to build in his palms, how to adjust for the size and density of the planet. Back of one hand pressed to his palm, he shifted his arms back behind his head. Violet energy surged around his hands, his body, the draw and thrill of powering up familiar and welcome. Up and up he allowed his energy to rise until he deemed it the perfect amount to accomplish the task at hand. He shoved his hands outward once more and the stored cache of energy fired from his palms and through space, surging through the planet's atmosphere and striking the surface within seconds. The blast drilled through the landmass toward the core, wide cracks and fiery splotches already spreading from the point of contact.

With another beckoning from Frieza, Vegeta lingered a moment longer to watch the spectacle of magma shooting upward and his blast rending the planet in twain before following him back into the ship. The hatch closed and they returned to the navigation deck.

"Not bad, prince," Frieza drawled, scarlet gaze locked on the demolition out the window. "A bit messy, but unfortunately we don't have time to witness the entire fireworks show." A nod to the captain. "To our next destination."

The captain bowed and turned back to the controls. Before they swiveled around fully, Vegeta caught a glimpse of the planet's final moments: a series of explosions peppering the surface as its stability caved. Within moments, it would be nothing but space dust floating among the stars. A mere memory until it faded from it. Would any of its race survive? Would they hear the news of their home's destruction immediately, or only find empty blackness when they return? Would they, too, be plucked from whatever refuge allowed their survival to serve the Cold Empire? Told that a meteor destroyed their planet and they really had little other choice left as the empire still technically owned them?

His jaw tightened. He couldn't dwell on such things. None of it mattered. It never did. I never would.

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Dragonball 30 Day Challenge: Day 27: Favorite Family Relationship

This is the easiest question of the entire challenge. The answer has remained the same since I first got into Dragonball and if anything has only grown stronger since then.

Goku and Gohan

I love this relationship. I know people make jokes about Goku not being a good father but I seriously wonder if we’re watching the same show. I have never seen that. A perfect father, no but a bad one and one that doesn’t love his kids? Also no.

In my opinion, outside of Goku’s relationship with his grandfather, his relationship with Gohan is the strongest one he has. He was around from the time Gohan was born until Goku died in the fight against Raditz (and many more) and those prime years of bonding are evident in the way they view each other. One thing I always thought was worthy of note is that after Goku and trains with Kami, he really takes on that forgiveness and give a second chance nature that we all really associate with him. But what happens when Raditz makes a mention of taking Gohan if Goku won’t help?

Goku flat out threatens to kill Raditz.

This is not something we see very often from Goku. That kind of anger and downright hatred is something so alien to see on Goku’s face and honestly is quite frightening. We see it again in several of the movies and one of my all time favorites is Goku’s glare to Turles in Movie 3 after he’s attacked his son. That look, that glare and Goku’s just utter “that’s it” is brilliant. I’m a huge fan of the dialogue here, in both English and Japanese

Japanese: Gohan! I ain’t sure about the earth but I’m sure gonna save you. And I’m DEFINTELY gonna defeat THAT guy.

English: Gohan! You did a good job today but now it’s time for Daddy to take over. ...did you hear what I said? I’m done playing games. This ends NOW.

And when Goku arrives to confront Turles; granted, it’s different from Japanese to English but I think it conveys the message so well that I don’t care:

Turles: I’ll enjoy beating you, just like I beat your son.

Goku: You’ll wish you never laid a hand on my son!

And later, when Goku is all but ready to give up, lying face down, utterly spent and defeated, he can only give his apologies as his friends’ pleas echo through his head. But when he hears that “Daddy...”

 He gets up.

Gohan’s interactions with Goku are very telling as well. He adores his father and learns quite a bit from him, despite how he starts the series quite coddled and sheltered. Goku’s lessons about the mountain come in very handy as Gohan learns to depend on himself. I love the reflections we see between Goku on Snake Way and Gohan learning to fight and fend for himself.

Some of my favorite scenes in the series are the downtime. For example, during the movies, Goku and Gohan play with one another in the tub or they turn training into tag in the Time Chamber or just spending time fishing. That seems to be something special for them and I love it.

I adore that it’s not just ChiChi that is guilty of coddling and protecting her son. Goku is just as guilty. As Piccolo says “Look how much he’s coddled you.” We see this later on to a T when Gohan has to demand his father stop going easy on him. It takes a very strong verbal assault for Goku to push himself and stop trying to protect his son.

And this behavior never leaves Goku. We see it in the early parts of the series and in the movies where Goku never hesitates to put himself in harm’s way for the sake of his son. Even though Goku is very much a battle junkie, his son will come first—on Namek, in the fight against Cooler, against Freeza, against Broly...

The latter is actually some of my all time favorite exchanges in any of the movies and is a huge reason I still prefer the older Broly movie to the newer one even if the newer one may be better from a story and animation standpoint. While Goku knows by this point that his son is an effective fighter, he spends a majority of this fight trying to protect Gohan especially when he sees to what depth Broly will go.

Broly: Kakarot, how much do you love your son?

Goku: Gohan, leave.

Gohan: But Father-

Goku: Now!

We also see this in Super, when Gohan is fully grown with a child of his own. When he fights with Goku, he still has to demand that Goku go all out because the Saiyan automatically holds backs to protect his son. And threatening Gohan is still one of the easiest ways to see Goku lose that goofy attitude. It’s downright dangerous for your health. 

And one of my all time favorite pieces is in Movie 9 where Goku, being dead and confined to the Afterlife decides ‘screw it’ to the rules when his son is being killed. The fact that Goku breaks through the barrier between life and death to protect his child is one of the most telling pieces of the series. 

While Goku does strive for self improvement, his real pride and joy has always and will forever be his son. He holds confidence in Gohan that not even Gohan holds in himself and he doesn’t fail to tell Gohan about it either. Their time together in the Time Chamber shows how much they love each other. Want to see an interesting phenomenon? Watch how much Gohan’s confidence soars when it’s just him and his father. Compare that to the doubts that re-enter as soon as they return to the outside world and Gohan has to contend with different expectations on him again. The only expectation Goku has ever had for Gohan is for him to be who he is and that is damn beautiful.

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The Seven Deadly Sins Chapter 276 Review

People can change their ways of living and start anew from there on. Unfortunately, for some, they learn that after experiencing the worst. Mael has gone through a life of suffering without awareness of his action. Now, he’s in rage to execute Gowther. Derieri too has a change of heart, but in a good way. After a break with humorous side chapters, we return to the main plot with a nice team action, sincere and kind character development, and a sudden moment that only emotion can lead to a drastic outcome.

I am aware that I failed to mention in my last review about Derieri approaching Elizabeth. I always doubted that she would do something evil to Elizabeth and the very beginning of this chapter approves it. Derieri has changed a lot, so I don’t see a reason for her to backstab now. That said the conversation between those two does leave a really good heartfelt moment.

I like how Elizabeth feels hopeless about saving Mael, let alone not knowing it was him all this time. For what she stands for, it’s challenging on how to settle the problem. I am curious if Mael is designed to be killed or saved. It’s about the execution, so I am willing to see how the story flows. I also like how she realized that she is asking Derieri for help a man who killed her beloved friend or more, Monspeet. It doesn’t leave the thought hanging like, “Yes, ask a friend on how to save a killer.” It acknowledged it and save Elizabeth from looking questionable.

What’s better is it segues to Derieri expressing her opinion, feelings, and development. Out of all Commandments, she is arguably the most developed so far. While she didn’t expressed her change of heart, you can already sense her changes throughout her screen time. Ever since the flashback, I like her character as she strive to be more human and living in a peaceful manner. That all said she does in fact express her change of heart here in a clear, emotional way.

She recalls her days as part of the Demon Clan, where they fight like warriors and kill Goddess Clan without wondering why. In other words, they fight as they’re told. She blames herself for not thinking otherwise, not seeing another view, and not believing anything else. She feels that her death happened back in the first Holy War, because from that moment, she changed for the better. Her character is like a person who wants to redeem her action, but the consequences from the past will strike her down. Karma at its worst.

I think what hits me the most is her feelings for Monspeet. Throughout her monologue, she has a pale look on her face like she knows the problems that happened around her is her fault, including Monspeet. However, it’s the fact she lost him without truly expressing her feelings is what emote her in a regretful display. All she wanted was for him to live. Words have value and something like that can change a man to react differently. It’s too late, but it’s still sad.

With all the hardships, mistakes, and tragic losses, she doesn’t want to ignore it anymore. She wants to put an end to the Holy War, and her first step for a new start is to stop Mael. Not by killing him, but saving him. Once again, I’m glad that she didn’t die so early on in order to allow her time to develop further. Derieri’s smile left me feeling good; happy to see her first step for greatness. The only problem is it does leave me feeling her death is around the corner.

Mael and his brethren also have a conversation, but it’s shaky and not so kind as one would hope for. I can’t blame Mael for having this amount of anger, though it’s clear that he’s really torn apart from the reality check and most importantly, the Commandments’ power. Sariel and Tarmiel tried to reason with him for why they are protecting Sins, but Mael is frustratingly disappointed. He sees the Commandments as his last salvation. He is like a guy who lost too much and power is the only part that keeps him hopeful. Damn. There’s no other choice but to fight.

Once again, Sariel is the big brother of the group, while you can say Tarmiel is the young one. You can tell from the way how they all react, especially with Tarmiel, who is trying to keep it cool yet in a way, naïve. It’s like watching a family drama, only this one will have a battle where they get their hands dirty. With everyone in an agreement to fight, Derieri has a plan to extract the Commandments from Mael. It’s unusual to see her and Gowther working together, but it’s fresh and interesting. From there on, we are treated with a nice teamwork action.

King provides a distraction. Then, Sariel and Tarmiel uses their attack to restrain Mael from using his arms. Who would have thought to see Archangels and The Commandment working together like this? Then, Derieri comes in to use Combo Star and beat the hell out of him until he’s close to death. It’s crazy, but surprisingly, it’s working really well. Lastly, Gowther will learn the technique from reading her mind to extract the Commandments. Stuff like this made me remember why this series’ action can be engaging.

The intensity is running high the more closer they get to winning. Gowther is almost done learning. Then, something drastic happens when Mael begins to beg for mercy. I don’t even know if he’s faking or not, but I got to admit, I was actually kind of hurt to see him in pain. It’s far more convincing than what Raditz did to Goku, I’ll say that much. Tarmiel is feeling his sorrow, slowly reconsidering his action. Gowther finally learns it, ready to cast. Sadly, Tarmiel submits to his sorrow.

As soon as I saw him with one free arm, I knew that Derieri’s end is here. I was a little hopeful for a surprise twist, but life sucks and then, she dies. I got to say, the way how it led to that blast hurts. I want to hate on Tarmiel, but I can’t blame him that much. I understand emotion can force people to react, but dammit, why not wait a little more. If only he could have hold on for a few second. I’m having Infinity War flashback. The question remains: now what?

Overall, this was a pretty engaging chapter. I really like Derieri’s development that showed regrets and determination. The teamwork was really good, credit to Derieri for making it work. The only way it can ruin it is an emotional guy that cares too much and Tarmiel is the one. It has a purpose and sadly, it’s for this. The artwork is really damn good. I like the details on Mael’s beat-up face, including when he was begging for help. It’s really convincing on how sad he is, real or not. Maybe Derieri will attack one last time, but her time is here. She deserved better.