#Sasha Rezun

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Dragonball Time Patrollers

A full roundup of the Dragonball Time Patrollers.  

In order they are:  

Keiko Buu, the hyperactive Majin with a heart of hugs.

Sasha Rezun, whose grandmother Aimee Rezun saved Toki Toki from Demigra some time ago.

Exokarr, an alien of the same race as Frieza and who suffers under the stereotype left by the galactic tyrant.

Fruy, a Namekian who dedicated himself to studying martial arts so his people need never be subjugated by tyrants again.

Satsumaimo, another Saiyan survivor of Planet Vegeta’s destruction.  

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A little training.

The Saiyan and Frost demon stood alongside one another facing down their challenger, not without a sense of confusion about them mind you.  Both had been ready for a formidable looking challenger to face them, or at least a sparring match against Keiko and Fruy.  Instead Sasha’s elderly grandmother had entered the arena, dressed head to toe in her custom fit gi.  

“Expecting someone else, you two?” Aimee asked in a silvery and pleasant voice.  

Sasha looked on from the empty stands behind her grandmother.  The usually busy high school dueling arena now stood deserted for the celebration of Conton City’s founding.  Everyone was out preparing for the festival later.  It felt nice to be alone, to be able to watch her grandmother fight.  It had been far too long since she’d trained with her, and even longer since she had watched the old fighter spar.  

Aimee’s purple hair had begun to fade with age, Sasha remembered it being much more vibrant when she was a child.  Her grandmother still carried herself with confidence though.  She hadn’t even taken a stance yet and already Sasha could see her analysing her opponents, looking for every detail that she could use to her advantage.  

Even her gi seemed pristine. Despite being worn away and patches missing from various locations over the body, it still looked strong.  It served as her armour and as a constant reminder of all the battles she had fought in the past.  

Satsu let out an impatient huff.  She had dressed herself in the new combat armour gifted to her by Capsule Corp expecting a challenge, not a senior citizen.  Exo meanwhile relaxed his stand, sighing loudly and scratching the back of his head.  This caught Satsu’s attention.

“Look, Miss Rezun, Sasha has told us a lot about you,” he began, looking up at Sasha in the stands. “but do you really thi…”

Before he could finish his sentence he felt a sharp sensation in his chest as he was lifted from his feet and sent hurtling back into one of the walls, crashing through it in a cloud of dust and debris.  

Satsu’s eye whipped back to Aimee.  There she stood, power pole in hand, extended outward.  With a quick flourish she retracted the red pole back into its base form and returned it to the holster on his waist before adopting a stance Satsu had never seen before.  

“I think you had better not take your eyes off an opponent, dear.” She replied sarcastically.  

Sasha let out a little chuckle from the stand.  She knew a light tap like that wouldn’t hurt Exo badly, and her grandmother’s quips always did make her smile.  

Satsu’s mind was racing to try and figure out how she’d missed such an action.  

“Was she always holding the power pole?  Could she perform some sort of illusion trick?  Or was this pure speed?” the questions swirled around her head.

“What’s the matter, sweetheart?” Aimee asked, in the same silvery voice as before.  Satsu snapped out of her daze to look up at her.  “Are you scared to hit an old lady?”

Satsu found herself gritting her teeth.  A feeling of frustration swept over her, she could hardly believe this woman was testing her pride so much.

“Look, I don’t know how you just did that.” She started, trying her best to remain composed.  “But I swear I won’t let tha..”

She felt a hard impact in the back of her head, sending her crashing into the stands beneath where Sasha was watching.  Another cloud of dust burst onto the duelling arena from the opposite side, and in the centre of the arena stood Aimee, untouched, and ready to battle.

Both Satsu and Exo emerged from their respective dust clouds relatively quickly, and quickly after one another.  Exo held his gut from the harsh hit he’d taken, coughing a little as he did so.

“My gas pocket…” he wheezed quietly before shaking off the daze and dusting himself off.  Stepping back onto the field he kept his eyes fixed on his opponent, though he did take note of the dust cloud behind her.

Satsu meanwhile stumbled out holding the back of her head.  The hit had left her somewhat dazed and confused.  She did her best to snap herself out of it, though she couldn’t help but feel like this as somehow Exo’s fault.

“Alright..” she stumbled over her words a little as she spoke.  “Not bad, but that won’t happen again…” she kept her guard up, waiting for any kind of sign that she had slipped behind her again for another strike.

“You won’t lower your guards again?” Aimee asked bluntly.

Exo and Satsu had to hold their tongues.  The two were both proud fighters, the fact that she had easily landed a hit on both of them wasn’t something they were particularly fond of.

“How is a human this strong?” Satsu wondered in her head.  She thought back to the times watching Sasha fight, remembering the strength and potential that was present but still needed to be drawn out.  “Most humans don’t take up martial arts, even the ones that do hardly keep up with Saiyans…” she looked over to Exo.  “He shouldn’t be having trouble either…his race are some of the fastest in the universe.”

Aimee cleared her throat, causing the two fighters to flinch a little.  

“Well, if neither of you will make a move…I’ll have to start the warmup.” She shot the two of them a cocky smile.  “Just promise you two dears will go easy on me, hmm?  I have a bad hip after all.”

With that she moved quickly, using the afterimage technique to close the distance towards Exo.  At the same time Satsu found Aimee in front of her too.  This wasn’t teleportation, this was pure speed.  All combatants quickly disappeared from view, moving quicker than a normal human eye could perceive.  All that was being left were impact craters and large shockwaves from clashes in the air.  Sasha could still see the battle though.  Her grandmother’s speed, grace, and power were as amazing as ever.  

“So, here’s where you are?” a soft and youthful voice called out from behind Sasha.  It was the Supreme Kai of Time, with Trunks in tow and the large bird Toki Toki flapping behind them.  

She stood up to bow respectfully to the Kai and to her superior officer in the Time Patrol. Trunks seemed a little embarrassed by the act but gave her a respectful nod.  Sasha got the feeling he was still getting used to having this number of Patrollers looking up to him.

“I had a feeling I’d find you and your grandma here.” The Supreme Kai smiled, looking behind Sasha to the fight occurring in the ring.

“Wha?  She’s fighting now?” Trunks seemed surprised, joining in the spectating.  “Wow, she’s just as fast as ever.” He commented happily.  “That’s my partner.  Amazing, she’s not even taken a hit and she’s got these two on the ropes.”

Sasha sat beside her two superiors, continuing to watch the fight.

“Captain Trunks?” she asked softly, catching both his and the Supreme Kai’s attention.  

“What is it, recruit?”

“My grandma always told me that humans have the potential to be great, like as great as even the strongest Saiyan fighter…do you believe that?” she seemed genuinely curious.

Trunks smiled at the question, looking back to the battle before back to her.

“When I met your grandmother she was no stronger than a Saibaman.  I had asked Shenron to bring me a powerful warrior to help solve the crisis in Toki Toki city, and he bought me her.  I was confused, thinking there had to be a mistake.” He looked back at the fight, taking in her movements against two much younger patrollers.

Sasha listened intently while the Supreme Kai of Time and Toki Toki cheered on Aimme loudly from their seats in their own ways.

“She improved so quickly, mastering so many forms of martial arts and ki based attacks.  I never thought I’d see a human stand up against a fighter like Frieza, but your grandmother beat his ass down together with Goku.  She even saved the Time Nest from Demigra when I could not.” He clenched his fist before looking back at Sasha.

“There are a lot of hurdles to overcome when it comes to races.  I’d say humans have the hardest time, especially playing catchup to powerful beings like the Majin.  But, humanity has one of the strongest wills I’ve ever encountered.  Humans can do great things, even if it takes longer than it might take a Saiyan, a human fighter can beat any other fighter.”

With Trunk’s last words a mighty crashed rung through the arena as both Exo and Satsu hit the ground hard.  Both were covered in bruises and marks from battle.  Exo’s once white bio armour was now dirty and covered in scuff marks. Satsu’s new armour wasn’t much better. Part of the shoulder strap had become shattered and her white gloves were dusty and dirty too.

Aimee meanwhile remained pristine and untouched, standing proud and smiling up to her grand daughter in the stands.  This show had been mainly for her benefit.

“Alright, that’s enough.” The Supreme Kai of Time shouted, her voice bellowing and echoing in the empty arena.  “You two have had your fun and I think there’s festival planning to attend to. You’re dismissed.  Captain Rezun, me and Commander Trunks need to speak with you in the Time Nest.”

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Yira looks human, but she is actually part of another humanoid race from a different part of the galaxy.  Her planet was severely damaged during a Time Patrol battle, hence why she was adopted by Exokarr and Sasha as a child.

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Yira feels a responsibility to live up to the Rezun family name, even more so than normal due to her adoption into the family.

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Reunion and Purification

“You understand, don’t you? Keiko?” the voice said calmly to her. Their words echoed in her mind as she did her best to grasp the situation.

“I..I can’t accept this. You..You’re not me!” Keiko retaliated, falling to her knees and smashing her fist into the floor.

“Come now, physical outburst won’t help you here.” It spoke again, this time sounding closer.  “After all, this is our safe haven, the one place we’ve felt safe no matter what.”

Keiko looked around. This wasn’t the battlefield she’d fallen on.  Gone was the wasteland, gone were her friends, all that seemed to be was her and the puddle of water she now knelt in.  

“Sasha!” she cried out, standing to look around desperately.  “EXO!” her cries became louder as tears now began to stream from her eyes. “FRUY!  SATSU!” but no-one responded.

“They’re not here with you, not now.” The voice spoke again, now it sounded as if it were right next to her. But there was something familiar about it.  She recognized it as that of a woman, but she could not pick up a tone.  It was almost as if there were no emotion to it at all.

“Where am I!” she shouted, looking around again for the source of the voice.  “Show me who you are!”

“Keiko, you needed look far.”

With these words she stopped her frantic search for the source.  This was something she knew all along, but didn’t want to admit.  Turning her head down and dropping back to her knees she stared into the puddle at her own reflection, clear as day, smiling back at her where she did not.  

“Impossible…” she mumbled feebly closing her eyes to try and prevent the tears from escaping.

“And yet here we are. We’ve not spoken in a long time.” Her reflection replied, keeping a neutral smile on its face as it spoke. “How have you been?”

Keiko wiped the tears from her eyes with her arms, looking back down for a few moments before replying.

“Oh..you know…I could really use a hug…” she sounded exhausted and dejected.

“Well I’m afraid I can’t do much, short of hugging yourself.  Why don’t you try that?”

Keiko took heed, almost instinctively wrapping her arms around her body.  It was a familiar feeling of self embrace.  One that she’d not had to resort to in a while.

“There, feeling better?” it asked, tilting its head to one side briefly.

“No, but thank you.” Keiko sniffed.

“We’ve got no time for hugs now, you’ve fallen on the battlefield.” It reminded her, looking the Majin dead in the eye.  “We have to get back up, Keiko.  We can’t fall here.”

“We?” she asked, puzzled.

“Yes, we.  We have been two powers for too long now, it’s time we reunited.”  Her reflection explained, looking away for a moment before looking back at her.  

“Why?  What..what happened.” Keiko replied, trying to make sense of all this.

“That..is a long story. But I shall tell you what you can know now.” It took a breath.  

Keiko stared intently as her reflection began to tell the tale of their separation.  How Keiko had formed the dominant part of her in order to supress the destructive nature of the Majin race.  How when Keiko lost control she became the purest form of herself, neutral in emotion and willing to destroy everything she perceived as a threat.  A primordial power with no restraints.

Keiko’s heart felt like it was in a vice hearing all this.  All of a sudden her friends acting strange around her made sense.  They had seen this side of her, this unbridled power, and they feared her.  

“The time for that is over now, Keiko.  I have tried to wrest control of this body from you many times, each time you have somehow regained control.” Her reflection lamented.  “I have grown tired of this back and forth game.  Now I only wish for one thing, to destroy Turles for pushing us this far.”  The reflection held its hand up to Keiko.  “Join me, and become as powerful as we were meant to be.”

Keiko hesitated holding her own hand back from the outstretched one of her counterpart.  The reflection laughed softly.

“Don’t worry, you’ll be in control.  At this point I have nothing to lose.  Turles will either kill us on this battlefield, or we power up and stop him. Besides, if Saiyans can keep pulling new forms from their asses, why shouldn’t we?”

With those words Keiko her hand into the water, grabbing her reflections and holding on tightly.  

Back on the wasteland battlefield Turles landed on the ground a few feet away from the Majin’s crippled body.  Keiko had been mandhandled by this new Super Saiyan 2 Turles and was at his mercy.

“So much for the Majin trumpcard Satsu had warned me about.”  He gloated before turning his gaze to Fruy, Exo and Sasha, the other injured patrollers who’d come to try and stop him.  “Is this the best the Time Patrol has to offer?”

No answer came from the wounded group.  Sasha grabbed Exokarr’s hand tightly, who responded in kind, as she watched the closing moments of this battle.  

In desperation Fruy jumped into the fray, screaming passionately as he rushed towards Turles. He knew there wasn’t much he could do, he was hardly in any state to fight, but if he could buy some time for Sasha and Exo to escape then he’d have done more than enough.

“The Namekian wants another turn?” Turles scoffed.  He readied himself, adopting a barely solid defensive stance.  Not that he needed it, he was well aware he could end the fight at any moment, but where was the fun in ending things quickly.

Before Fruy could get within range he was stopped in his tracks.  An immense power had suddenly surfaced.  He looked passed Turles to the body of Keiko which now had begun emitting a bright pink aura that poured from her like steam on a cold day. He jumped back to their hiding place with Exo and Sasha, ignoring Turles altogether.  

The Saiyan seemed annoyed at this, the Namekian had lost his nerve and he’d have to find his fun elsewhere for the moment.  The loud bleeps of his eye piece scouter snapped him from his arrogant inner thoughts and turned his attention back towards Keiko.  

“Power level…rising…what?!” he exclaimed watching the numbers on his scouter rise higher and higher.

He stared at the body of Keiko, the force of the aura was now enough to blast away nearby large boulders, sending them flying across the wasteland.  

“NOT THIS TIME!” he shouted, summoning his ki to his hand and unleashing a wave of orange energy toward Keiko.  

A blinding flash was the reaction of the wave seemingly hitting Keiko’s body, causing everyone to need to look away from the blast’s epicentre.  As the flash dyed down Turles was left dumbstruck.  

Keiko stood upright, as if nothing had happened, with a neutral expression on her face.  Her clothes and skin still bore the marks of battle, but she did not show any sort of fatigue.  Her aura continued to pour out from her body, surrounding her in a beautiful pink glow.  

“Wh…what are you!” Turles demanded, taking an offensive stance and glaring at the newly revived Majin.

Keiko’s neutral expression now turned to a battle ready smile as she stared down Turles.  “My name is Keiko Buu!” she said enthusiastically, taking her own stance and letting out another burst of energy.  “And I’m gonna kick your ass for hurting my friends!”

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Beam Struggle for the planet.

The two beams of energy clashed with a booming crash.  Purple and blue met on the battlefield as a strobing display of colour and power illuminated the area for miles around.  Both struggled against one another, neither giving an inch, this was a contest of strength and will.  

Sasha struggled to keep up the pressure on her opponent.  Her Shining Blitz took a lot out of her, especially after the long battle she had fought.  The ceremonial gi, bearing the Rezun family seal on it, had all but been torn to shreds by the impact of the fight.  The wave of energy crept ever closer, slowly overpowering the lone fighter and what little strength she had left.

Even as she struggled to keep her arms raised to continue the attack all she could think of was her grandmother.

“I..I can’t, he’s just too strong.” She mumbled weakly.  

“Sasha, you have to do this. This world depends on you winning this fight.” Aimee’s words echoed around her head.

Sasha strained to think under the immense pressure of the attack.  It was as if an entire ocean was crushing down upon her.  She would not falter though.  With a roar of passion her body ignited in purple aura, forcing the advancing wave of blue energy back into the center of the two.  

On the other end, enveloped in a bright blue aura, Mira fired back his own imitation Kamehameha. The stoic look on his face said all that needed to be said, he was giving this clash everything he had.  As if to respond to Sasha’s renewed determination he too let out a scream of power, countering her advancement and cementing the struggle.  

The resulting clash could be seen for miles around.  Winds whipped up at the epicentre of the blast and the sky shone with flashing blue and purple lights.  Rocks and surrounding scenery were sent flying by the vast display of energy on show and the entire planet seemed to react to this with almighty quakes of stress.

From the sidelines the rest of the Time Patrollers watched in horror as their friend and defacto leader took on this challenge all on her own.  Exokarr, Keiko and Fruy stood together while Satsumaimo hovered above them, preferring to be alone.  

All had sustained serious injury during the battle with Mira.  With Towa’s modifications making quick work of whatever new skills they had been working on.

Exo slammed his fist into the ground, staring back at the ensuing battle.

“Sasha…” he whispered, looking on worryingly.

From her position in the Time Nest, safely away from the fight, the Supreme Kai of Time watched too. She stared intently into the orb of time, watching her Patrollers fight against this evil force with everything they had.  Standing beside her was Sasha’s grandmother, Aimee, who continued to use what little influence she had over the battle to communicate with her grandchild.

Fruy and Keiko too looked on, though it was Satsu who couldn’t decide whether to watch of look away. Did she even deserve a say in this. She stared down at her arm, an arm that should have been blown off by Mira’s vicious assault.  Sasha didn’t have to intervene she could have used Satsu’s distraction to her advantage.  So why didn’t she?  Why did she come and save the wounded Saiyan, not even giving her the satisfaction of dying at the hands of a stronger opponent.  Though would it have truly been satisfying?  

Satsu tried to shake these thoughts out of her head.  Mira had made such a mockery of her Super Saiyan transformation, a form that was supposed to be almighty.    

Fruy looked back at Exo and Keiko.  Without saying a word he powered himself up, enveloping in a bright white aura and flying off towards the beam clash.  

“Wh..what does he think he’s doing?” Keiko asked curiously.  Exo was almost caught off guard.  This was the first time he’d heard Keiko sound worried about anything.

“Idiot.” Satsu thought. “It’s not like he’ll have any impact.”

Fruy quickly flew by Sasha, catching her attention as he did so.  Positioning himself behind Mira he let out a mighty blast from his hand, doing his best to remain stable in the violent crosswinds and cause some distraction to Mira.  

While no damage was done it did catch the ire of the artificial fighter.

“I see.” He said calmly, looking back as if a fly had buzzed too close to his ear.  “An insect wishes to die?  Then all you need to is ask!”

With those words he let out a shockwave of aura, smashing into Fruy like a wave on a rock, and sending the Namekian hurtling back into the ground.  

Keiko and Exo powered themselves up, reacting to the assault on their friend and joining him in battle. Landing beside him Keiko quickly helped him to his feet and began to summon all her strength alongside him.

Satsu looked on at the futility before her, clenching her fist in anger.  “I’m not scared, I’m not.  I…I just…”  She almost shook in frustration.

“Keiko’s Blitz!” she shouted, sending her own pink energy wave next to Fruy’s orange one.  Exo too joined in, hovering above the monster and sending a beam from his finger.  

All impacted and all did nothing.

“More to die?” He asked, looking back again.  “This is getting annoying.”

On cue he sent out another pulse of aura, smashing into the Patrollers, sending them both crashing into the ground again.  Keiko and Fruy had trouble trying to lift their heads to look at the continuing beam struggle.  Exo had been sent flying back several hundred meters and now lay unconscious on the floor, the last of his power used up.

“Sasha…” Keiko whispered, looking on at her friend.  

Sasha looked on passed the beam clash, seeing her friends fight and fall by Mira’s power.

“Stop..” She thought to herself, summoning what strength she had left.  

“Use that power, Sasha. Think of all the people he’s killed, all who will die if he’s not stopped.”  Aimee encouraged, speaking directly to Sasha.

“I SAID STOP!” she screamed, unleashing the remainder of her power and pouring it into this attack. The momentary release seemed to make headway with the clash, pushing the blue energy back towards its master.

Keiko and Fruy pulled themselves aside, getting out of the way.  If Sasha did win this clash they didn’t want to be vapourized with the adjacent several thousand miles of desert.

Mira’s attention turned back to the clash.

“Yes, that’s it.  Help me test my power!”

With that he poured his own energy into his blast, pushing back against Sasha’s new found aggression.

The blue energy began to overtake the purple again, pushing it back closer and closer to the source. Sasha’s hands began to burn as the blue came close to enveloping her entirely.  

Back at the Time Nest the Supreme Kai of Time let out a shriek.

“At this rate, he’ll destroy the planet and them!” she screamed.

Mira’s cocky laughter set up the mood.  He had all but won and now had victory in the palm of his hand.  

The huge impact of an energy blast on his back caught him off guard.  This was much more powerful than the others.  Turning his head to look up he saw the golden warrior flying above him.  Satsu, powered up to Super Saiyan, had unleashed all of her remaining energy and now hung in the air, panting and exhausted.

“You!”Mira cried, taking his eyes off the battle for just a split second.  

“NOW’S YOUR CHANCE!” Aimee screamed, signalling to Sasha.

Unleashing everything she had left and taking advantage of the distraction Sasha exploded with purple energy.  Her attack smashed through the blue energy with ease and cascaded towards Mira who barely had time to look back before being enveloped by Sasha’s attack.

He screamed in pain as the attack burned away at his skin, cursing his own weakness at being distracted by mere insects buzzing around him.  Sasha’s attack burned away his body down to its very core, and while he would soon be rebuilt by Towa, he was vanquished for now.  

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Yira vs Bit: Battle of the new generation.

With nothing else to lose she charged her foe, rushing forward with determination in her heart. Yira knew that her father wouldn’t be here to save her this time, nor her mother.  She would have to save herself.  Clad in a beautiful white aura she raised her fist, swinging violently.

Her black hair contrasted the white flame that now seemed to envelop her body, leaving a trail behind her. From a distance one might have thought her a comet, rushing towards the crushing depths of a black hole.  

Her attack was easily deflected.  Bit, despite being much smaller than she, brushed her fist aside.  He clenched his own, driving it straight into her gut.  

She seemed to crumple around the point of impact, making only a noise of pain and exertion.  Her body was hurt, but her resolve wasn’t.  Using this to her advantage she raised her open palm to his surprised face.  

“You wanted an encore?” she asked, exhausted and wincing in pain.  “Have one!”

A violent discharge of ki blasted from her hand, enveloping the young frost demon and sending him hurtling back across the void.  Her blast lasted only a few seconds, but it gave her the breathing room she needed.  

Regaining her composure she pursued her foe, closing the distance quick and dashing beneath him. Using all her momentum she rammed her left leg into his back, propelling him upward.  This was it, she had to do it now.  

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The two easiest screenshot opportunities for my newest Dragonball Xenoverse 2 character, Yira, pronounced “ee-ra”.

A Little Backstory

Yira is the adopted daughter of my pairing of Sasha and Exokarr, as they cannot have children biologically.

She is what I’ve coined a “Time Orphan”, and is actually the same race as Recoome of the Ginyu Force fame.

Following the death of Freeza, at the hands of Son Goku, his galactic empire fell into ruin very quickly.  Soldiers and generals all wanted a slice of the power and war found its way to many of the normally stable worlds.  

This chaos provided a minor opportunity for Towa and Mira to steal more energy from warring factions, Yira’s planet was chosen as the target.

Due to this the Time Patrol interfered, but the collateral damage was too high and many citizens died during the battles that followed.  Yira was one of the casualties listed as “Missing, presumed dead.”

This was not the end however.  Due to her involvement with time distortion and manipulation she was taken to Conton city, and placed in an orphanage with children of similar stories.

This provides them a new home for the time being, but also a chance for Time Patrollers of mixed species to adopt someone in need of a home, Sasha and Exo were one such couple.

Yira was four when she was taken into their home, and while it took her a little while to get close to her new father, she loved her new mother very much.  After she got over the fact that her father was the same race as Freeza she became a clingy daddy’s girl.    

Over the years she was trained by the couple and took her first chance to join the Time Patrol to help her parents do their job.

She adopted her mother’s style of fighting, but does like to use her father’s Death Beam and Supernova attacks to finish fights quickly.  

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So I found that Google has a thing called Vision which will analyse images you feed it for certain types of content.  It can recognize faces and judge if images are violent, racy etc.  

Well I fed it some screencaps from my games and here’s some of the results.

If there’s one thing I ever thought when I was writing or playing Keiko, it wasn’t racy.

Ah yes, a face that  just screams confidence.  

I think Google has a thing for Dragon Ball characters.