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namchyoon · 4 months ago
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day 386/547 until joon returns
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k-star-holic · 2 years ago
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Pachinko' Kim Min-ha joins first entertainment top model...'
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likeawildflower · 3 months ago
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theres-whump-in-that-nebula · 7 months ago
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My favorite genre of book is the “list book,” where the contents are essentially one long, cut-and-dry list of information, organized in alphabetical order with no embellishments whatsoever, other than diagrammatic pictures which show the meaning of something. This includes dictionaries in English, foreign language-to-English dictionaries, encyclopedias on various subjects, toxic chemical transportation handbooks for truckers, etc.
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literalsunhobi · 2 years ago
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taehyung and wooshik are hilarious im crying
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mostlymihawk · 5 months ago
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Can't Sleep?
Prompt: Mihawk, Sanji, Nami, Luffy, Zoro, and Kuro, and how they handle a gn reader who has insomnia.
CW: Strangulation.
Mihawk:
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Oh no. He is not doing this again.
He kept his peace the last time you had a restless night because he believed you when you said there was nothing to be done.
What followed was two. hours. of torture.
Up and down, tossing and turning, it took you forever to get to sleep.
Tonight, he's taking action.
"Are you going to the washroom?" he asks when you start to rise from the bed after five minutes of tossing.
When you reply that you thought maybe something to eat might help, he grabs you around the waist and yanks you back to bed.
He whispers sweet nothings in your ear until you fall asleep.
"You are calm, the night is quiet, the moon hangs overhead to accentuate your glow..."
It takes considerably less time his way.
Sanji:
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Name it, it's yours.
Lullaby? He's not a great singer, but he'll do it.
Hot chocolate? Warm milk? Midnight snack? Done.
"Of course, love. Anything for you."
Sanji also can't sleep because you toss and turn too much, but he'll never say that part out loud.
You're already miserable, and if he has to suffer a little for you then so be it.
Oddly enough, it's the cigarettes that eventually lull you to sleep.
He steps outside for a moment to smoke, and hearing his deep inhale and long, slow exhale, you start to copy him...
When he comes back from his smoke, you're sound asleep.
Nami:
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Has a whole bag of tricks up her sleeve.
Warm cloth to make your eyes heavy, suggests blinking rapidly for the same reason, drops the temperature in the cabin to emulate sleep temperature, tells you to tense and relax...
Eventually just straight-up hypnotizes you.
"Just focus on your breath as it goes in...and out. In... and out."
Reassurances that you're safe, telling you to imagine a forest with a crystal clear stream, it's all very cliche.
Even though you don't think it'll work you do everything she tells you.
And then it's morning.
You ask her to do it again the next night.
Luffy:
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Food solves all problems. Even this one.
Enter warm milk.
Luffy reads you a story and sings a song, and you eventually realize that his knowledge of sleep is limited to stories of nap time at daycare.
It does not work, but his care is touching.
You jokingly say that maybe one of those thick mats you sleep on in daycare would help.
The joke apparently goes over his head because the next week two of the mats are there.
(You're a little too big for just one nowadays, seeing as you're not five anymore.)
Zoro:
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Deceptively useless.
You'd think with all the sleep he gets he'd be able to help someone get to sleep.
Turns out he doesn't have a clue; insomnia is not in this man's dictionary.
"Just go to sleep. It's not hard, you're fighting your body's natural drive to sleep, so just stop fighting it."
Eventually gives up and makes a show of cuddling you.
It fixes nothing, and neither of you is happy about this.
Insists that his not kicking you out of the room so he can get some sleep displays incredible restraint on his part.
You disagree. Loudly.
Kuro:
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Not to worry! Kuro has a quick fix to help you get to sleep right away.
Strangulation.
"Please do stop struggling, I'm not going to kill you, obviously."
Has no patience for your insomnia and wants to get his own sleep.
Will not be trying to entice you to sleep with the carrot, it's straight to the stick with him.
It works, sort of.
You wake a few minutes later with a headache, but Kuro's already asleep with you pulled against his chest and purring contentedly.
It's literal; his snores rumble deep in his chest when he sleeps, and it does in fact sound like purring.
Funnily enough, the purring is what does it for you.
Next time you can't sleep, you lay very still and let his purring soothe you to sleep.
When Kuro catches on, he gets marginally nicer about how he treats you when you're struggling with a bout of insomnia.
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transmutationisms · 7 months ago
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how'd you learn to read french? could you point me to some resources? ideally free, i don't got them dollars or euros.
i took it for about 7 years in school, but a lot of that was kind of useless as far as reading knowledge goes because they were trying to teach us conversational skills lol. i had three semesters in undergrad that exclusively focussed on reading, which helped a lot, but since then i've just gotten stronger by practicing.
what i would recommend is just to download a 'french for reading' book (there are 5 different ones on libgen for english -> french; i believe i used the palmeri in college, but they're probably all fine) and work through at least the basic grammar that way. then it's really just a matter of starting to translate things.
iirc my coursework started us on larochefoucauld's maxims and pascal's pensées, then we did some descartes and rousseau's émile, and then switched to literature: racine's phèdre, one of molière's plays, baudelaire's fleurs du mal, rimbaud, and passages from proust's à la recherche du temps perdu. but there's nothing magical about that sequence -- what would be most helpful to you will depend on what sorts of things you want to read in the long run (eg, for me personally it would have been more useful if i'd learned on biology texts or something, just to introduce me to that vocabulary set earlier, but oh well).
you can also find collections of children's stories (i did this for german and found it boring but often helpful; fairy tales might be fun but be aware of the literary passé simple tense vs the more common-use passé composé) or you can also start on news articles since those tend to be written in plainer language with limited tenses. we used to use le monde in high school lmao. in any case just try to pick texts that have translations available so you can check your work.
i'd also strongly recommend wordreference.com if you don't already use it (online dictionary, but it'll give you examples of the word in sentences and in unusual usages, plus there's a discussion forum feature that is actually useful sometimes) and linguee.com, which lets you search phrases and shows actual documents and websites where they occur. most of the corpus is things like government websites, but it still saved my ass a good few times when i was starting out and would run into usages i just hadn't learned in the classroom.
& if you're looking for historical sources, the french national library's digitised collection is free/searchable at gallica.bnf.fr, and includes texts that have translations available as well as ones that don't.
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rin-and-jade · 1 year ago
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Job Roulette.. or Not: A Post about Alter Roles
Roles like Hosts? Protectors?.. maybe a Cleaner? an Academic?.. why is there an alter who comes out only for driving?! What about these other alters who don't really do much--they got to have one right??
--Are probably what you might be thinking when this topic comes up. But, there's something more into it,, it's not all about what job or how the role is assigned to an alter only.
Well, for this post, lets talk EVERYTHING about how roles work, what kinds exist, why it's there?? And especially, why are some more task specific, multi-role, or even... none? Bowl straight to the point, let's roll out. Haha punny
Ok J, spill. What are they?
Hold on. Im pulling out this dictionary definition of it--ah!
"defined positions that are associated with given responsibilities and are usually allocated according to the position or ability of each person."
To put it in system terms, it's how different parts can do something that others couldn't, or, feel a sense of responsibility in one particular aspect. That's making sense right? But oh.. you still want to know why they're there at the first place. Fine, follow me!
Yeah, show me why!
As aforementioned, this disorder boxes up our different parts of selves with amnesia and weaker bonds of connection which really sets us back on easing our 'modes' for different situations.. not only that, a part's moods and state/personality can greatly affect what kinds of jobs they get, it's not so random as you'd thought.
So, thing is, because some alters have a distinguished ability capable in doing something, depending what fragment or pre-existing knowledge/experience it holds, that can become it's very own job task.
They can be hereditary (upon split or formed), gained (fuse or passed traits), or even learnt (by its own commitment, without any prior skills). Roles come from many origins, and none of them are so different.
But, some are more complex..
I get it, some can have more than one, have ultra specific ones, or literally just don't have any. Now it makes you think--if it was from predisposed strengths each alters naturally have, then why are some more niche? or like, anything else? I know why:
Our brains are complex alright. We both can think maybe we can do (even if we don't like it) and not do something, and these are all compartmentalized in each alters, so basically its part feelings, part acceptance of such trait, and part commitment as the formula. Even confidence or the call to action affects this outcome!
This can apply to who can handle more than one jobs, or for those who are more specific or lesser known roles. In fact, roles do not have any limits, they are specifically tailored for your functionality so don't fret if you have an alter who's job is only to sleep, or anything else 'silly' !
What about the ones without.. roles?
Do you think it feels wrong to not have roles? While it is true that roles are needed, they're not actually a required standard for everyone to have a job task. Mainly, ANP's are the one who usually have roles, but EP's can too.
If they do not have a role, they might be disinterested or think they don't have any potential, or sometimes they're only there to hold memories / don't have the qualified skill sets, and thats okay! You can take proactive action in anyhow you'd like, just remember, every parts aren't forced to contribute, you know? It doesn't make them useless, maybe more on passive support/back ups.
I've also seen some systems who don't really have roles because the alters are all well-rounded, as in pick up other's tasks and that they're not assigned/compelled to do a particular job at all times, like being flexible. everyone's different!
Make sense, anything else?
Well, that we are not bound to roles, they do not define us, and that we can lose, or change roles according to our growth. Have anyone ever mentioned that?
Im aware that we tend to put too much emphasis on having jobs and being contributive, but the most important thing to keep in mind is that we all in this together, and to help each other, in a way or another.
Never forget that you're more than your job! Maybe try to enjoy other parts of life, yeah?
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Thats the end of the post. What will you do if you find a new alter with no impressions of having a role? How do you see roles in your own pov? What's the first thing you'd do if you were to be free from your job task, if any? Feel free to let me know, i hope this has been informative, im willing to add anything if something's missing!
- j
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starpunz · 1 month ago
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WORDGIRL VS DRAGONBALL SAGA FULL SCRIPT
We start our story off following the ending of her own show, we will proclaim this era END OF PBS, a short nod to GT, as she had just vanquished the villainy in her town with a few short swoops, proclaiming herself as the fair city marvel once more, reuniting with her own friend, violet, cultivating another growth in her own life, and with the villains in her city. all of them alluding to their ways just, no longer possible, even with the combined efforts of the entire legion, they could never come close to her true power, Toby, unfathomed by this conclusion proceeds to leave the group, considering them all to be useless under their false ideologies.
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6 months later, Becky Botsford is having to grow up, she’s finally turning 11 and no crime has appeared within her city that has caused her to lose the priorities in her human life, for once, there was that eager quietness, even as much as she tried to relinquish these few moments of an era of peace, the soft fabrications of the cosmos still clouded her mind, her last birthday, she had wished nothing more than to leave the life of heroism, now? Now she does not know where she designates herself into, all she is now is an exceptional girl capable of loving the dictionary.
After telling Violet, she knew that anyone with the knowledge of her own identity was faced with the consequences she should have had to deal with, the looming fear that she was managed to be caught from a mere camera, that she had been so careless to forget that the only thing tieing her humanity was the concealing of it, this, this was for the better. But what would she give for one more day, just one more day to have it all again.
We cut to another far planet across the galaxy, another variant of earth inhabiting mystical wonders of heaven and hell, in which Son Goku was to venture on his own legendary quest for the dragon balls, wheeling down the trees whistling to himself as the lone monkey of the mountains, in his still kind heart, his deep desire for fighting had not resonated yet, if anything else, he was content, this was all he needed, the peaceful journey to no roads ahead, all was to be changed by the very same day, nothing could have anticipated son goku of his far off journey, meeting ghosts, demons, aliens, demigods, kamis, supreme kais, we all know of his efforts, but what if, our two heroes burdened with strength face their greatest challenge yet? Never living the life they ever deserved.
cutting back to Botsford, on her own home planet, she comes home after a long day of drowsing schoolwork,
(creak)
she felt it, she felt nerves tensing, her eyes plunging the back of her skull as her brain designates the innate response of fear, she thought to herself “they’re here, someone is here, someone has done something, someone has found me, wh-what do I do, how do I do it, when did I lose sight?”
questions circled her mind, no time to think, only to respond accordingly, mysterious figures leaped at her within the darkness, she winds her arm up, punching right against her intruder, gasping for air in anxiety, the lights turn on and she saw it, violet on the ground, with Becky’s cake in hand, her entire family and friends gathered all around.
Her friends ran towards Violet, and Becky did as well, Violet laughed a little as she felt the cake on her face, Becky did nothing but apologize, everyone knew this was probably the most appropriate response to being ambushed, but her mother saw it, a latent yet very noticable cause of anxiety, Becky rubs the tears off of her eyes as she tried to hold herself together, the rest of the day was spent with the joys she had missed last year, only, she felt it, that bleeding sensation in her heart as she lost breathe, it still lingered time to time when she gazed at her friend, “did i hold back? did i know it was her? Should I have known? will she blame me? how could I? why did i try to punch her? was my plan to just beat up my friend in front of-”
” Becky?”
her sudden paranoia was cleansed by a hand on her shoulder, her mother sitting next to her as they both ate some of the remaining cupcakes, it was already half past 9 and everyone had gone home, she just sat alone in the backyard.
she exclaims she just was so happy everyone came to her party, but her mother knew better than anything, telling her that no one is going to blame her if anything happened, you simply acted out of fear, you’re only human after all
Becky laughs, not for the reason her mother believes, but finds comfort in being able to relinquish a moment, she smells a sniff, her senses were always stronger than anything else as she saw her mother pull out another cake, a replica of the one they had made already
”can’t let the day end without a wish, now can we?”
Wordgirl gazed down, she knew what had happened the last time she made a wish on this day, and this day only, will she need to relive another Chuck town? maybe this time Dr. Two Brains makes New York into cheese…the flame stared at her as a source of another year of human responsibility, but she was more, she needed to be more, she needed to prove to herself that she was still enough to protect those around her, in one blow, it was done, she wished for more time to prove herself that she could save her planet when they need her most.
the clouds turn black, her mother stares in confusion as the candle fades away, as a glowing beam of yellow glows from her chest, a star, her mother cries out as the rest of the family-run out, huggy face knows she has done it, another wish, he latches onto her foot as she slowly ascended.
Goku felt it as well, his tail slowly being lifted first as he yelled out to at least have his pants on, he was still fishing with his tail at this point, in which he was granted his cyan gi, beamed across the galaxy, Becky was traveling throughout the universe, wondering what she had done, knowing well this is what she had wished for, she saw another beam crossing her path in yellow, hearing the cries of son goku, yet the two of them were somehow familiar with the feeling of fleeing from their home planet, goku passed Becky and huggy face, staring them down in an exclaim of confusion, that last thing she saw before she passed out from the transportation.
”….five more minutes…. bedtime is….only for five more - (gunshot sound) “
”OW!” she exclaimed as she felt a pebble bang her head, at least, it was something in the same shape, upon grabbing it out of her hair, she noticed it was, a bullet, she was almost amazed at it, always having heard of it, until that’s all she would hear following an entire round being drummed against her head, she giggles a little bit feeling it right after on her stomach, until her provoker ran out, upon looking up, it was, Bulma, “what- what are you??”
cutting back to Fair City, we find Son Goku’s head wedged into the concrete of the Botsford backyard, her family manages to pull him out in favor of gathering some information on the situation
”NOW YOU HAVE TO BETTER EXPLAIN YOURSELF, IF YOU’RE ANOTHER ONE OF THOSE MONKEYS LIKE BECKY HAS, THEN YOU SHOULD KNOW BETTER THAN ANYONE HOW TO GET HER BACK PLEASE”
”….nande?”
”what”
the black had cleared the skies, as son goku tried to gather the formation of the situation, this entire environment was too alien, almost in fear could he have understand what was happening, that was until he looked on over to the city across from the neighborhood, the family lunge on over to the fence looking at a giant robot conquering the entire place, but something was different from this mechanical accomplishment, a giant devilish M was branded right across their chests, son Goku understood nothing of what was happening, trying to grasp any confound understanding of this planet, he had to check the time, it was too dark outside, it could be in the sky, the…moon.
just then, the sky had gone pitched black once more, she was already getting tired of this nonsense, what more could the world ask for her now? she looks on over to Bulma who was already hugging huggy face in fear, until she noticed she was hugging a monkey and was utterly disgusted, an exclamation of her distaste for any animal like, which could be found worse from the sky as a giant dragon illuded in the skies.
”BECKY BOTSFORD OF THE PLANET LEXICON, YOU, HAVE CONFINED YOURSELF INTO YOUR OWN WISH, FOR THE PATH THAT SON GOKU WAS TO TAKE IS NOW IN YOUR HANDS, YOU HAVE 24 HOURS TO DEFEAT ALL OF THE TRIALS AND TRIBULATIONS OF THIS PLANET, IF NOT, THEN YOUR PLANET WILL DECIMATE WITH THE RISE OF MAJIN BUU, A MISTAKE THAT WAS CONFINED INTO THE DEPTHS OF THE DEMON REALM, BROUGHT ON BY THE GREAT WITCH MARBA, THE WARLOCK BABIDI HAS ALREADY ILLUDED YOUR ENEMY TOBY, GRANTING HIM POWERS BEYOND THAT OF HIS OWN COMPREHENSION, TO BRING UPON MAJIN BUU, YOU HAVE ONE MORE DAY, DO YOU ACCEPT? IF DECLINED, YOU WILL GO BACK HOME LEARNING OF NOTHING, TRULY NEVER KNOWING THE LIMITS OF YOUR POWER.”
”….ok half of those words you made up”
”DO. YOU. ACCEPT?”
”…..”
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Bulma has already passed out on the spot, alongside Huggy face, whilst Becky looks upon a grand battle stage being built brick by brick, the cell games being constructed in front of her own eyes as a line up of the greatest evils this universe could offer lined up, All mighty Shenron places a large sand clock on the side of the stage as she equips her gear, walking right up to the stage, with only one thought in mind “word up.”
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Hunt for the Dragon Balls saga:
the pilaf gang are brought onto the foundation of the stage, obviously, pilaf tries to throw shu right into the battle as Mai pulls out her gun, Becky giggles as she quicksteps right on over to tap their necks, placing them down as they fall asleep instantly, she slowly placed them on outside the stage to rest beside Bulma, Huggy was getting tired of having to care for passed out enemies.
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Red Ribbon Army saga:
the tournament warps inside and out until the entire place has designated itself as the red ribbon army’s headquarters, running towards Muscle Tower to fathom what her next move is, that agitated stigma then propels her as she felt the shift in the weather, snow plowing down her as she begins to be shot down, Becky dodges around them as they had more of a hit than Bulma’s, but still weren’t enough for her to find anything challenging, simply by running towards the entrance she barges it down, general white was dumbfounded that an American of all things is here, her hair stood on its strands as she was being ambushed by the entire red ribbon army, the pounce of their anger overruled any regard for rationality.
Becky stared at the tower in curiosity as she simply pulled one of the bricks, resulting in the entire thing falling apart, she worries in retaliation as she then zips to save all of them out of the building, this entices the result of the following surrender of the red ribbon army.
Commander Red stands in front of his army, looking down at the disappointment fallen before him “..well word girl, you have wished yourself for a challenge, and you will find yourself one, hell, I will cost you the life of your entire family for having to subdue my very wish, A CHILD ONCE MORE FROM MIDDLE SCHOOL, RUINING MY AMBITIONS, WHY? WHY COULD I NOT HAVE BEEN TALLER? ALL MIGHTY SHENRON WILL GRANT ME MY REAL-”
(cut to the entire army in a pile of bodies behind him with a white flag, he looks back at the army, then back at her)
commander red: fuck.
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piccolo saga
the realm that inhabited her strength warps once more, fitting into that of the plains found on the outskirts of the city, she looked around in fear
”Usually there would be a narrator to explain what i have to do next, instead of my very obvious actions being shown on screen”
her snobby attitude diluted as she felt the presence of something far greater than any threat she had faced on the planet Earth, a pinnacle of power most nefarious in evil, the king demon Piccolo, all in old saggy glory, even he knew that at his state, there would be no chance that he could stand against the tyrant of the dictionary in front of him, that was until a gasp of light banished his despair, consumed by a wish of Shenron, he felt it, pure eternal youth
”im getting really tired of this wishing thin-”
(piccolo blasts a lazer beam across the cheek of Wordgirl, cutting right across her skin, she looks at the blood fallen before her, and then back at Piccolo, she wipes it off, and grins)
”oh? word up.”
(piccolo uses his telekinesis to pull becky with her helmet - she pushes it off and gut punches piccolo to show a long engraved outline - not letting up, Piccolo slams his arms down on her back - wordgirl falls but catches herself and jump kicks with both legs- piccolo dodges by an inch, resulting in a cut across his chin - piccolo tumbles a bit backward)
piccolo “you…you are holding back…you…WILL NOT BE FORGIVEN FOR LETTING ME LIVE, I WILL MAKE SURE YOU WILL FEEL PAIN, DO NOT HUMILIATE ME BY LETTING ME LIVE, YOU PIECE OF - “
(piccolo strays a kei blast right at her face with a surprise)
wordgirl “im sorry i zoned out what were you saying?”
(she deflects the blast)
wordgirl “you know, I never knew the other corner of the galaxy had such a potty mouth, though it makes sense, considering they left trash like you here.”
(piccolo pops a vein - before flying up to the sky out of fear, knowing at his state he could not beat her - he looks over to where she was, then to his right - seeing her face to face)
wordgirl: scared of a kid? believe me, you’ll get used to it.
(she says before grabbing him - sumo landing to the ground with his teeth hitting the curb - she cleans her gloves - she walks on over to her broken helmet, a bit sadden by it - she notices a sound - demon king started to vomit - before popping an egg out )
piccolo : I told you….you’ll regret leaving me alive….girl…..
(the egg hatches quickly before the new Piccolo jr arrives - in which the little Piccolo grows to his evil full grown form in a matter of seconds)
wordgirl:…WHAT THE -
(word girl and Goku having fun segway like og dragon ball)
(word girl and Goku switching costumes in the second half segway)
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(the egg fully broken - word girl stands in front of piccolo, now fully grown with his cloak on and hat - piccolo throws the cape off - word girl takes her cape off as well )
piccolo: I see you finished warming up.
word girl:….you were just born out of an egg from vomit I don’t have a one liner that will erase that memory
piccolo: don’t worry, I’ll make sure to gouge it out of your mind after I tear your skull off
the ferocious demon leaped right at the fair city Marvel, Wordgirl prompts an immediate response by faring a blow right at him, whilst Piccolo punches right back, the two of them countering each other with skull-breaking fists. Wordgirl falls to the ground, whilst Piccolo stumbles back as well, the two of them rush in to fight once more, and Piccolo does the same once more, before he extends his arm right around her fist, pulling him in to land a blow in the gut
piccolo: You have pure unavoidable strength I will admit, but not a single technique in your form, flight, or even your stance, you won’t be able to win, WITHOUT MY TRAINING PAYING OFF WITH YOUR BLOOD AGAINST THE FLOOR
piccolo comes in for a blow with a chopping motion, only for Wordgirl to run on Piccolo’s chest and leap back from his grasp, pulling his arm, however, Piccolo cannot pull her back, he urges his uttermost strength to draw her in further, but she kept going in record time, Piccolo learned it at that moment, he was trapped in her grasp
wordgirl: YOU’RE RIGHT, I HAVE HAD NO TRAINING, BUT IT DOESN’T MEAN I CAN’T LEARN!
she giggles as Piccolo could not get a hold of himself, 10 yards, 20 yards, 50 yards, 100 yards…120 yards
Piccolo: why you little….GRRRR…
Piccolo slowly closes his mouth, charging up an ace in the hole to checkmate her the moment she repeals back towards him, in the moment of anticipation between the alien standoff, Wordgirl makes the first move as she lets go of her grip, hanging onto his arm whilst retracting her arm, clenched fist ready in hand
piccolo: *100 yards……50 yards….20 yards…..10 yards….5 yards…1 yard……..THATS IT, YOU’RE FINISHED!!*
piccolo charges up his beam, and blasts right at her as she is pulled into his reach, taking a blast at front of face will result in a brutal death for sure, as the son of the demon king theorized, but his impending demise would come from his hubris, as once the beam reached gaze, she punches right through it, splitting the beam in two as she reached closer and closer, only for her punch to go right across his jaw, knocking him unconscious, falling to the ground with a well-honored fight
she stands before the Namekian, smiling as she doesn’t have to kill him at the moment, she has no intention to, but worries if each of these fiends is becoming worse than the last, then she will have to let go of any restraint she has shown so far at these moments, admist the fallen foe, she takes her cape once more and freezes the cracks left by his father on her helmet, preparing it to it’s once healed state
Wordgirl: alright. who’s next?
she says as she turns around to the hoard of enemies having to wait in line
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Saiyan saga:
the tournament continues once more, this time, prompting the entry of a foe, marginally stronger than anything she has had faced anytime before, the prince of all Sayains, Vegeta
Vegeta: dwindled the poor man to his defeat only for his kin to not only fail his vengeance, but humiliate their bloodline. You make me sick, you know, we could use a warrior like you.
Wordgirl:…read me
Vegata: ?
Wordgirl: Read my power level.
Vegeta silences himself, an odd gesture that many haven’t seen in any time, but still, it humored him that this exchange was between the pinnacle of the sayain race, and a mere middle schooler
Vegata: very well, I do warn you, don’t cry when you can’t reach……..
the moment he tries to detect her power level, the scouter explodes on his face, completely by the incalculable cost of reaching even her potential, she looks down right at the costly result of her own existence. In true manner of Vegeta, the face of impossibility, shatters the man as he was just reveling in his own potent power, looking down at the achievement he could never, the scout finally beeps a response “death”. He kneels down to the scouter, wordgirl sighs as she walks on over to him
wordgirl: “hey I mean, the other guys wanted to fight even without knowing me so don’t worry! You’re honestly the smartest one out of the bunch”
vegeta: im- you- frieza- words- little girl- how- why- when- death- universe- galaxy- point of- life- unfound- why- im-im -im
wordgirl:….oooooooooooooooooooooooook let’s just uh..here can you walk off the stage with the rest of them?
vegeta, still picturing the image of victory in his illusions, unphased by her words until she picks him up and slowly starts walking on over to the edge of the tournament, slowly placing him beside both of the piccolos, Huggy Face was sitting on a recliner chair whilst the pilaf gang were all being his servants, giving him drinks and fanning him whilst wearing sunglasses, he gives a thumbs up to her as she threw vegeta off, and she sighs
wordgirl: and I thought my villains were weird, I kind of miss them right now, I wonder what they’re all doing…
”don’t worry about them, besides, you have beaten my circus monkeys, how am I to be entertained now?”
wordgirl looks behind her, looking right at the demeanor of evil itself
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Freeza saga:
Frieza, the tyrant of all that dies before his palm, stood before the heroine in his classic demeanor, arms reaching out in anticipation for a singular strike, relishing the potential placing down, what he considers in his eyes for all, an inferior.
Wordgirl:….wow, uh, wow ok…
Frieza: what? wait do I have something on my face?
Wordgirl: yeah you have this giant like, purple rash on your forehead, if you need we can wait until you’re not sick, Huggy Face should have some cream somewher-
wordgirl walks on over to Huggy face trying to find something to help this hellspawn of an enemy
Frieza breaks a vein in his colossal head, blood rushing to his, intolerance runs course in his status as empero, but at this moment, he truly wanted to grovel in it, in a blink of an eye, he was an inch away from her vicinity, both arms crossed as he delivers a blow from the tail right towards her eyes, piercing towards her in effort of gouging them right out of her skull
the second his tail lounges towards her eyeball, the tail itself begins to break into the pressure of her pure strength, the entire muscle itself begins to collapse in itself, like a bullet mushrooming. Before he knew it, it was too late to stop the impact, and he had effectively smushed his own tail in itself
Wordgirl sighs as Frieza winces in suffering, nothing could have stopped the foolish maniac from using his ego to his own demise. She stands before the broken monger as he tries to kick her right in the stomach, only for his endoskeleton to break complete, leaving a shattered leg across the floor, he grasps for air
frieza: I AM LORD FRIEZA, YOU ARE JUST A FEEBILE CHILD DESCENT OF HOMOSAPIEN SCUM
he brushes as he steps back, to unleash a flurry of blasts from his finger, smoke covering the air, polluting the sky with her blood as he grows more and more desperate, in his rampant motion, he flies up to the sky, both hands in the sky, praising hell itself into the palms of his hands, the death ball
frieza: EVOLUTION HAS PROVEN MY STATUS, IT DOES SHOW MERCY TO YOU HAIRLESS VERMIN, I WON’T TOLERATE SUCH IGNORANCE FROM A RACE THAT PASSES DUNG AROUND THE CAMPFIRE.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
he relishes in his extenuating pain, charging at full power, floating in the air for a full minute as the moon sized sphere grew larger and larger, wordgirl spreads her feet apart in a ready stance as she winds her arm further back, the very idea of her not cowering in fear was enough to break his mentality, his reality that there is one who does not fear him, it insults his existence. the instant he felt 100% of his potential course through his veins, the dictator throws the ball right towards her.
Frieza: I WILL KILL YOU, I WILL KILL YOU ENOUGH UNTIL YOU WISH YOU DIED, I WILL HANG YOUR ARMS AS A DISPLAY TO YOUR PEOPLE WHILE ROUNDING UP YOUR FAMILY IN A PUBLIC FEAST OF YOUR IMMORTAL BLOOD, LEXICONIAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Wordgirl: it’s….WORD…..GIRL.
she spouts as the orb comes face to face to her, only for her hand to catch the orb in it’s place, the ground melts with the amount of kinetic energy needed to withstand the pure force of a planet's core-breaking blast, both of her hands right in front of her as she slowly started to walk forward, Frieza looks down in pure disbelief, without a reason of thought, he winds up two saucers to slice right across her neck. An aura of comet shining light pushes against the dirt, a trail of her lightspeed soars across the sky as the second the two saucers try to pincer her head to execution, she has already came face to face with lord frieza, the death ball consuming all remnants of evil inside.
Frieza: HAHAHA, YES, YOU NOW HAVE RESERVED YOURSELF IN MY PLACE, AS MY ROYAL JESTER, FALLING RIGHT INTO MY TRAP, NOW. PERISH!
the two saucers come right back to her, with all of her attention on destroying him, she thought for a second on how to counter, her answer the same as before, to keep going, she let’s go of both of her arms, winding her arm up to result in a sun harnessing punch that splits the orb in half, resulting in the sheer gust of wind from her force, leaving a rupture on Frieza’s body, a hole ripping right though.
the saucers stop their traction, simply broken by the gust of wind, a crater is left on the planet Namek, a splitting of the entire sea resulting in total dryness to the arena. The frost demon falls before her, she falls in silence, she knew something was wrong, she would have never done this, should she have done this, was this deserved, he enslaved billions, but she has always had this power to stop conquerors, should this always be the answer, did she enjoy being hero or liberator? for as emotionally intelligent as a child can be, she is just that at the end of the day, frieza laughs looking at the distress of her situation.
frieza: congratulations hero…………….you’re just like your people………….only solving issues……..when it effects you………………
the evil fades away as a husk of his former self, the audience of defeat watch in suspense from the sidelines of the parting ocean, knowing that she had just conquest an evil unbounded by morality, but in response, all she can do is lose the faith in stringing the words together.
Wordgirl:…..h-hey he’s just…he’ll be fine no? I mean why won’t…..why did he not stop I wanted to…n-no I should not have….
Shenron watches from the sky, a somber child clutching the results of her own efforts.
the sand grain is halfway gone, only 12 hours remain.
end of part one.
end credits scene show miss power, picking up a defeated goku from the battle against the majin robots, remaining inside of word girl’s liar
miss power: 12 hours, where have you been kid.
After Wordgirl beats Frieza at an inch of his death, the white tyrant’s soul had already left the empty hole that he quotes as a heart, she stays frozen in place with her arms up against her face, her crimson gloves camouflaging with the blood of her enemy. The audience of fallen enemies remanence on her mercy from before, but this, felt off. The heroine turns around to face all mighty shenron, pleading to him to end this madness.
”I-I don’t think I can keep this up, there’s no reason to be doing this I, I don’t need to do this whatsoever”
” Incorrect, you wanted to prove yourself worthy of being able to protect your home, you, becky botsford due to your huburis has set upon the greatest evils of universe 7, IF YOU DO NOT COMPLETE THIS TASK, THEN YOUR ENTIRE CITY WILL FALL VICTIM TO YOUR WISH.”
”I’M NOT GOING TO MAKE MY FAMILY AND FRIENDS ALL SUFFER AT THE HANDS OF AN OVERSIZED LIZARD, I HAVE TO GO HOME NOW, IF FRIEZA WAS ABLE TO PUT ENTIRE PLANETS AT RISK, THEN THERE HAS TO BE STRONGER THREATS THAT RISK MY CITY, I CAN’T LET THEM”
”….I cannot allow this to happen, your wish has already put you in this chall-”
”OH SHUT UP”
she spouts in a temper tantrum as she began running off the stage, equipping her helmet into place as she propelled herself into the sky, trying to leave the tournament grounds, shenron watches as she commits to this action once more, and he slowly fades away, wordgirl, has stepped off the tournaments arena, ultimately losing the challenge. Shenrons eyes grow a bright red once more, before his spirit slowly fades away like a flame, revealing that this shenron was different than any other one, this one came from the birthday wishes from Wordgirl herself, the real dragon balls were still out there in Universe 7’s planet Earth.
The tournament unveils its chains on the enemies, releasing something far greater than becky botsford could ever anticipate, as she reaches the planet’s atmosphere, she slowly looked around to get used to her environment, trying to find where she even was at the first place, before looking down at the planet she was just on. She noticed a bright green light beaming from below, almost, daring her to come back, she felt enticed to squint, just to even check what it was.
”what the-”
becky is then grabbed by a white hand, and dragged across the stars, her face suffocating in the grasp of a man marginally stronger than frieza, before being thrown across space, landing on the moon, her body flopping across the rocky terrian. Wordgirl quickly squirrels herself to the nearest bolder, her nose feeling an instance of something metal coming out, blood.
”You know, we all watched, tirelessly we watched as one after the other, we fall before your hand, tell me, it’s impossible for us to beat you, is that not correct?”
Becky wipes the blood off of her nose, slowly raising herself to her knees, before being punched right across the moon’s surface once more, she tried to resist in an instant, only to find a foot pressed right against her stomach, pressing all the remaining air out of her lungs
”so go ahead, hero, kill me, kill me in cold blood, like a true tyrant. educate me on how low leveled I am compared to you.”
Becky simply watched, she could do everything in her power to stop the green spotted man, but she knew it was right, her weakness was no longer in , her strength, her wish, the way she treats others, every action taken up until now was out of pure selfishness, even not wanting to end true evil, it was all her fault. Heavy breathing continues, her mind racing at a records pace as her thoughts were fast, but her reactions, slow.
”now, wait here as we come to your home, besides, you made all of us welcome, into your home, clearly without thinking of anyone else, you truly are, the perfect hero”
cell, in all of his grown ambition, left the moon as the remaining villains across goku’s legacy fly off across the universe to invade Becky’s homeworld.
The frieza force come in at all force to help the other villains, as Dr.geno explains that from Shenron’s wish, a young, barely even strong son goku was in this timeline, all of those who had fallen to son goku’s hand was now able to conquest for revenge thanks to Becky’s wish. Ultimatley misplacing them in time just as they were about to face certain death from Son Goku.
The Ginyu force ready the remaining villains, as they go into hyperspace to invade Becky’s homeworld, as she watches from afar, barely able to retain her sanity as everything she has done in her life, crumbles away, she thinks about how every instance where she could have stopped something, every time her power could have been done for something greater, she was too concerned for how it affected her. She grabs her knees up against her chest, taking off her helmet as she cries into her legs.
FAIR CITY
the streets of fair city are empty, ash has already invaded the sky as flames burned down what remained, with majin buu wrecking avock alongside tobey, both of them at the leash of babidi.
We find the remaining survivors in doctor two brains lab, the botsford family being hoarded in the shelter as this was possibly the safest place to be in as of now, with the professor working around the clock to try and designate the location of wordgirl.
”come on you’re there when I'm just paying for my groceries, BUT NOT WHEN PEOPLE’S LIVES ARE AT STAKE”
his shouting could be heard across the room of survivors as he tried to get a grip on his, well, insanity to fix what mess is happening.
”AND SOMEONE GET THIS KID SOMETHING TO EAT, HE’S GOING TO STEAL ALL MY STOLEN CHEESE FROM MY VAULT IF HE KEEPS UP HIS MONKEY BUSINESS”
dr2brains orders as Miss power comes on over to grab son goku by the hair like a newborn kitten
”we only have enough food to last everyone here for a week, and this guy already ate 50% of it, WITHOUT BURPING, SO ITS A LITTLE DIFFICULT WHEN, OW!”
goku bites down on Miss power’s arm, before she shakes him off and goes back to helping dr2brains on the device to locate becky
”when you’re basically powerless to do anything, ghh if anyone is conquering this planet, I would let a gumball beat the punch to it”
she retorts as she holds up satellite parts, the remaining villains all huddled together thinking as to what to do, considering if none of them were able to stop one child, what good are they against an entire army, that was until, they hear the shouting of babbling baboon rushing in, it was huggyface, everyone was growing more and more confused until son goku came face to face with his ancestorial counterpart. Goku laughs at the face of Huggy face
”hey look at the stupid costume on this monkey! haha!”
huggy face ignores son goku as he then rushes on over to drtwobrains, signing to the remaining villains a way in finding wordgirl, miss power face palms herself as she lets go of the remaining parts needed to build the machine dr2brains needed.
”OF COURSE, YOU ABDUCTED HER FROM HER HOME PLANET, MEANING HER SPACE SHIP SHOULD BE HERE WITH SOMETHING TO LOCATE HER, OH SWEET MERCY THESE HUMANS STUPIDTY IS STARTING TO RUB OFF ON ME…IS THE SHIP OUTSIDE?”
huggy face continues to sign that yes, it is hidden nearby, but it’s at the outskirts of where the majin robots are guarding, keeping any foreign enemies to come in to save anyone from Tobey’s rule. Miss Power sighs as she begins to think
Dr two brains interrupts, “hey, the ship is no good if even if we do know where the brat is, we can’t bring her back in time before they decide to shoot us down or something worse, I’ll have to stay here to try and finish the locater into a teleporter, while you guys get the ship so we really have a pin on where she is.”
The villains look at the rat fein, all of them in agreement that despite the situation they’re in and with their power, the rest remains in their hands, Miss power sighs
”fine, fine, well then, everyone strong enough to even fight, come with me, we’re getting that kid back even if it kills you guys.” misspower
….”you mean kill me” dr2brains
”what?” misspower
”the saying is, even if it kills me” dr2brains
”…yeah. yeah that’s what I said. right” miss power
We cut back to Becky back at the moon, unable to even find what to do next in her scenario, overcome with anxiety, she knew that even if she managed to maintain herself, she was lightyears away from her home, there was no way in knowing where to go, only to endlessly cry into the cold depths of space.
”can I sit here?”
she shivers as she’s still not used to being snuck up on, she turns her head to meet her ambusher, only to be met with a kind smile from a purple toned man, supreme kai. She sniffled for a second before scooting over to allow the friend to sit down, he breathes in the vastness of the universe and looks up at the moon
”what’s your name?”
”….Becky, Botsford…”
”really? I thought it was wordgirl, what happened to secret identities?”
”…it won’t really matter, there won’t be much left to fight for soon, I feel…whats the word….”
”useless?”
”Yeah, heh, I can’t even get that right and it’s in my contract”
”…you want to sit here for a while then?”
”….yeah I guess, I can’t really do anything else…”
”….I am the supreme kai, I overseer everything in my universe, so to see you slip through the cracks was utterly priceless, a few thousand years and I couldn’t even predict that a little girl of all things was capable of this, guess I really do still have a lot to learn and see, hahaha!”
”…kai? isn’t that a god?”
”ah! I see you really do live up to your name, at such a young age you seem fascinated with every word….so tell me, why can’t you correct your mistakes to preserve what you love?”
”….because it’s all my fault…i’m scared i’ll just make it worse..a-and now everyone depends on me for something I did again, I wish I had never came to Earth, maybe then I wouldn’t have been such a burden, I don’t deserve to be a hero…”
”…define hero”
”….”
we cut back to the outskirts of fair city, with the remaining group of the villains being lead by Huggy Face, in their disposal were the strongest beings remaining in the planet, now being the sole heroes, with Rhyme, Kid Math, Son Goku, and Miss Power
”I know we need the help, but remind me why this random kid is joining us in this?” kid math
”Sayain biology is a lot more powerful than anyone thinks, heck if this kid was just a year older, he would decimate all of us in seconds, he’s as close to anything we need right now to stand a chance, and Huggy Face says that in their ship, should be a machine that should be able to stabilize him to his full latent potential”
”I’M HUNGRY” goku
”IN A MINUTE” the team
they rush on over to a nearby bush, miss power signals them to move further in on location, they had to be careful and to lower all of their power levels, leaving them completely vulnerable to anything a human couldn’t withstand, but this was enough to lose the gaze of Majin Buu as he wrecked havoc across the city, thankfully, everyone was safely evacuated in time or sheltered in Dr2brains laboratory.
After a few minutes of hiding, they manage to sneak into the ship, using huggy face’s passcode, accessing in to their headquarters, Son Goku began to look into the fridge for something good to eat, as the rest are trying to find Word Girl’s location, using the locator on her suit. Huggy Face begins the analyzation, prompting a loading bar of an hour to locate Wordgirl, while Miss Power helps trying to fully Son Goku’s power level to where he needs to be for the fight.
Rhyme “we don’t have an hour to power on without her!”
Power “OH REALLY? THEN BE MY GUEST, GO FIGHT MAJIN BUU, I INSIST YOU MORON”
Rhyme “YOU ONLY GET STRONGER BY MAKING OTHERS FEEL BAD, AND YET YOU’RE STILL NOTHING AGAINST HIM AS WELL, SO GO AHEAD, ALL IT DOES IS MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER, YOU BULLY”
Power “OH BOO HOO I’M THE BULLY WHO IS HERE TRYING TO SAVE YOUR LIFE, I DON’T NEED SOME IDIOT TO TELL ME HOW TO CONQUER THE PLANET”
Math “uh guys”
Rhyme “OH THERE YOU GO AGAIN, ALL YOU CARE ABOUT IS YOU YOU YOU, AND EVEN WHEN YOU DON’T HAVE ANYONE TO FACE AGAINST, YOU’RE STILL LOSING TO KIDS STRONGER THAN YOU”
Math “GUYS”
Power “OH GOODNESS ME, RHYME IS HERE TO SAVE THE DAY, GO AHEAD, OUR FEARLESS HERO, GIVE US A PLAN TO STOP THEM”
Rhyme “SITTING ON OUR BUTTS AND DOING NOTHING ISN’T GOING TO FIX ANYTHING IF WE DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT TO DO WHEN SHE COMES, WHO KNOWS IF SHE’S EVEN STRONG ENOUGH TO BEAT THEM, WE WERE CLOSE TO BEATING HER”
Math “GUYS.”
Power Rhyme “WHAT”
all of them look up at the locator showing hundreds, no, thousands of signatures coming to invade the planet, the ship identified them as, the frieza force.
Power “….alright let’s stop the arguing stereotype and get this over with”
Math “YOU’RE GOING TO FIGHT THE ENTIRE FRIEZA FORCE? THE MOST DANGEROUS ARMY IN THE ENTIRE UNIVERSE, THEY HAVE SOLD AND KILLED BILLIONS”
Rhyme “….how much longer Huggy Face?”
He signals 53 minutes, the two of them look at each other and nod
Power: Alright kid, if you don’t want to join in then stay here and get your playmate to his full potential, keep your power level down, and do it slow, as soon as he spikes to where he was when he faced these guys, then your signal will be the loudest thing in the universe, we need the legend of the super sayain.
Rhyme “when we are defeated, keep going, no matter what”
Power “look at you, speaking with reason for once”
Rhyme “you’re so full of yourself.”
she laughs as they both leave the ship, Son Goku tugs on Miss Power’s skirt, giving her a large t bone steak he found in the fridge as a snack for the road, Miss Power, for just a second, smiles as she grabs the food and takes a bit of a bite, passing it back to him
”save the rest for when I come back.”
the two of them fly off to the atmosphere, watching as their heroic sacrifice unfolds before their very eyes
”… They’re going to die.” kid math
Kid Goku and Huggy Face both nod.
The 3 of them then begin using one of the machines in the ship to try to bring him to the full power he once had when facing these enemies. Since time itself is all mixed up at this point, kid math would have to add up the amount of time infecting the present with the future into him, the only way to infuse the legend of the super sayain.
We find ourselves at the exosphere, in which both heroines wait, gazing at the stars as the invasion proceeds, all of them going over the planet mars, like the horizon setting the sun of their doom.
”…You’re nothing but a no good halfwit of a moron who needs people to help you” Wordgirl
”I confine myself with a woman with a deadbeat spine” Rhyme
”you’re a buck tooth imbecil who couldn’t rhyme purple”
”you’re a bullying bruiser who has reduced herself into a loser” Rhyme
”I WOULD RATHER EAT MY OWN FINGERNAILS THAN HEAR ANOTHER STANZE FROM YOU” Power
”YOU’RE A COWARD WITH NO SENSE OF POWER” Rhyme
the two charge their respective energies, taking in the insults and rhymes completely as a means of boosting enough energy, letting go of any restrains that were previously established, before the two then began exchanging blows at each other’s faces, yelling and shouting as the only way for the warriors to fuel their ambition. As Cell lead the charge, the echoes of their laughter entered the vacuum of space, Dr Geno observes the two using the ship’s telescope and is baffled by what he sees before his very eyes. The two heroines beating each other to a pulp as they continued to rush on forward, their power levels skyrocketing faster than they could be calculated for
”you know what I think a hero is?” kai
”it’s someone who does the right thing, someone who disregards what is in front of them, who knows the consequences fully well, who know that they are meaningless, but keep going. It’s a sacrifice no one will thank, but never forgotten.”
as supreme kai defines the title of hero, Miss Power and Rhyme ambush the frieza force, Rhyme holds in her breath and zooms past the entire legion, caving in their stomachs by brute strength, Miss Power brushes off her hair to show her true face, both hands in front of her face punching hundreds of soldiers, spouting out hatred deep in her cold heart, but for once, she was fighting for something far greater than her, it gave her a pulse of a warm heart. Rhytm felt the same, leaping from asteroid to asteroid, laughing as she rhymed every one of them with a noble death.
”This is perfect, stand ready for my arrival.”
all of the soldiers remain frozen in place, stopping everything in their tracks to ambush the two, as they look upon them a grace from hell, Perfect Cell
”….ah fuck-” miss power
MID EPISODE CUTAWAY
Wordgirl listens to the true words of the supreme kai, as throughout her entire journey, she hasn’t had anyone define something to her so integral to her person, without her knowing the full definition, it shocks her. as the two stare off at the cosmos, she whipes the tears off her eyes, putting back on her gloves and helmet, and stands right back up.
Wordgirl “I don’t know how to get back. Do you think as Kai you can bring me back home?”
Kai: “I don’t even know where they’re headed too, it’s so far off from our universes limits, that you have broken the barrier surrounding ours with yours, at best I would be sending you off to the edge of the universe.”
upon their conversation, Wordgirl’s chest emblem begins to glow a red beacon at times, blinking
Wordgirl:”…Huggy Face might be using my spaceship to locate me right now, if you send me to the edge of the universe, they’ll be able to locate me faster if we keep going in the direction of the invasion!”
Supreme Kai nods. The two of them instantly transmit towards the edge where the barrier was broken, following the power level remnants in the deep void of space. Supreme Kai holds onto Wordgirl’s hand as she zooms across the galaxy, the two of them bracing themselves for the impossible g forces beyond calculations.
Back on the ship hideout, Son Goku was crying out in pain as Mathkid was having to add onto the years he had missed, giving back what was rightfully his, and Huggy Face notices the loading bar going from 43 minutes, to almost 20 in an instant, he gleefully jumps around as he then grabs a communicator to call onto the remaining heroes, texting them
”WORDGIRL IS COMING IN 19 MINUTES.”
Miss Power and Rhyme instantly feel it, the true sign that they can in fact, win, The two ready their stances as Perfect Cell falls onto the moon, with the two of them side by side
Rhyme: i’d by crying if I lied, this is going to kill us
Miss Power: stop being such a crybaby, you only lost 2 ribs, I lost 5, and we got 18 more minutes
Rhyme: Hey, let’s play a game, the one who falls first, pays for lunch later
Miss power:….Oh I can’t wait to beat you.
Cell: “oooh! a betting game, how fun! let me wager one in this, you said 18 minutes until something arrives correct? Well, I’ll give you 5. if neither of you die in 5 minutes, I’ll wait longer and tell the rest to stop, what do we say?
Miss Power: I would say to stop talking and get to counting
the two of them rush in on their impending doom, Cell smirks as his wings flaunt on his back, ki rushing towards the two with ki blasts in hand, he smashes one of the light beams into Miss Power’s face, and the other onto Rhyme, but was fooled by after images, leading to Rhyme and Power punching him on the back and in the stomach.
Cell urks out a pool of his saliva, but he readies himself in less time than it took to react as he grabbed Miss Power by the leg and slammed her against Rhyme’s face, using Miss Power as a ragdoll with the two of their skulls smashing against one another. Miss Power overtakes the situation by reaching out to Rhyme, the two of them pulling in Cell to the ground as they fly him further inside the moon
son goku feels it, mentally he was aging and his body was taking in all the power, he regains all of his memories, the trials, the losses, the love, everything taken from him. As Wordgirl kept going forward in record time, the locator was pin pointing her even faster in the grasp of their signal, dwindling from 9 minutes, to 3 minutes. Huggy Face texts Dr2brains whether the teleporter was ready, he responds with a smile face over the text and gathers the last parts, readying the machine
Goku: ah-! I remember now! Of course! This is bad, even if we manage to bring in your friend to help me fight them, I barely was able to beat Majin Buu! And now he’s stronger than ever, we can maybe beat the rest coming in sure, but there’s no telling if we can guarantee anyone will survive against Buu!
Kidmath: Darn! well, wait! you defeated him before though! you defeated all of them, you should know exactly the fastest and strongest way to now by this point no?
Goku:….AH! THAT’S IT! THE SUPREME KAI, IF ME AND WORDGIRL FUSE, WE FOR SURE CAN OVERPOWER THEM ALL!
Kidmath: fusion??
Goku: Damn it, if only supreme kai was here with the potara earrings! and we’re both stuck in the past so he would have no way of even knowing me…
Kidmath: oh you mean that guy?
As the two exchange plans, they look at the computer Huggy Face as tracking down Wordgirl, hand in hand with the supreme Kai in the depths of space
Goku: YES! ALRIGHT, hey! if he’s coming in to help, then I guess he’d be more than willing to help me as well, it would take this finale chance to wrap it up, you guys are giving it your all, i’m sorry I wasn’t able to be of much use until now
kidmath: all that matters now, is that we get this done, now, I have to keep adding, but your body will still remain the same, so it’ll take a bit to adjust yourself, I need to multiply it even further if we want to make it in time
Goku: Well enough waiting, SIZE ME UP!
We cut back to the inside of the moon, Cell remains in the deep moon caverns, looking around him as he heard the laughter by the two, he began to aimlessly fire around ki blasts
”gee! ain’t that swell, but keep fighting like that, and you’ll be out by the bell!”
Rhyme cackled as she knocks Perfect Cell right across the face, her growth continuing to grow with each stanza, but he then silences himself, grinning in anticipation as all of a sudden, he was gone. rhyme and power found themselves to be in his domain, as they had no idea where he could possibly be, it was too dark, they couldn’t feel his..energy. Miss Power then realized the situation, and quickly began to fly out of the moon
”HE’S HIDING HIS POWER LEVEL SO THAT WE DON’T DETECT HIM, WE NEED TO GET OUT-”
…silence falls as the echoed warning grew thin, Rhyme calls out for Miss Power but no response, her fist clenched.
”….dang, I can’t lower my power level, all I can do is keep rhyming and my power keeps climbing! NO STOP.”
the paranoia sets in, she was strong, too strong.
”My my, all this power, and yet you can’t even shut your mouth. You truly are a supervillain, though then again, we are prone to monologuing, especially before our DEATH.”
Rhyme turns around, smiling as she anticipated this moment, landing a fair blow right against his face-
-blood sound effect-
Rhyme pauses, her knuckles inches away from the perfection of evolution, but, she stopped, she slowly looks down at her chest and sees his entire arm plunged through her guts
”please, you think a vermin like you can come out of the dirt you came from with silly rhymes? Go ahead, worm, feed yourself with more useless dung or what you call words. You see, from the very begin - “shut up””
Cell is bewildered at the moment, but intrigued
”You want to kill somebody? then shut up AND PAY THE BILL.”
her body instantly grows stronger , but before she can fully recover, she shoves cell entirely inside of her using the hole in her chest, with Miss Power coming out from the shadows using both hands to push him right inside, he cries out in agony as he tries to throw a stray ki blast, but the immense pressure from the rhymes powering Rhyme’s body was too much for him to bear, he was going to be crushed.
”DO IT YOU DAMN LOSER!”
Miss power cries out as this was their plan all along, they knew that the only way to confirm this kill with a being just as powerful, was to confirm it fully, by each, individual, cell, nothing that remains. Cell’s eyes start gouging out, but Miss power manages to place everything into place, using her own enhanced strength to confirm his death
”YOU- PIECES- OF- SCUM YOU’RE BOTH WORTH NOTHING!!!”
he pleads as the pressure collapses every part of him, leaving, nothing.
Miss Power:…that was one, how many left?
rhyme:…a few 10 thousand, maybe more reinforcements coming…
Miss Power: hehehe…well, we can’t conquer the universe, if there’s nothing left, am I right?
rhyme: stop lying to yourself, maybe then you’ll stop being an ass
The two laugh, rhyme’s guts almost spilling out, Miss Power’s left eye completely gouged out as the two leave the cave, looking out at the entire fleet
Miss Power: You take the 50,000 on the right, i’ll take the 50,000 on the left…moron
Rhyme: it’s been real, but just give me a deal, don’t cry when I die.
Miss Power: shut up you dolt
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As they lunge themselves into the heat of battle, Huggy Face finally pin points on their location, he sends the coordinates to Dr2brains as he continues to fight with the mice in his lab over a piece of cheese, but just as soon as the message hit the machine, he rushes on over to pull the lever. wordgirl feels herself starting to gravitate in space, loosing her own flight before being brought back to her planet- Just in time for Son Goku to fully restore all of his memory, his entire life finally catching up
In the glimmer of hope, the Botsford family rush towards Becky, holding her in their arms as they saw their child covered in blood, but not hers. Supreme Kai sighs, knowing this was hard for her to register, but grazes her shoulder with a tap, reminding her that there is business to finish, she nods, her family grow weary, her mother holding onto her arm begging for her to not go, crying as their daughter was right there, but as she gripped onto her fingers, she felt the cold blood drip onto her arm, Becky looks back at her mother, nothing could escape her breath, but all she can focus on now was the heartbeat of her mother, a rhythm she makes sure to remember, before flying off.
Son Goku awakens his future self, sensing far-off ki coming to invade the planet, knowing there just wasn’t enough time to give his thanks, he instantly flies out, charging right towards the atmosphere, monkey tail still intact, he goes off to fight the hoard enlisting themselves into the war.
Halfway through the stratosphere, he meets up with the fair city marvel, the two of them looking at each other in curiosity
”so, you were the one who did all of this?” Goku
”yeah, had a bit of a mental crisis, got over it” Becky
”..What happened?” Goku
”..I didn’t feel like I was enough, if I wasn’t off saving the planet, I felt like I was worth nothing to this world, all I do is be a hero…I’m sorry I never meant for this to-” Becky
”A hero? hahaha! You know what heroes do then right? they save the day! So let’s get to saving!” Goku
”…RIGHT!” Becky
Miss Power and Rhyme were brought into the Frieza force’s spaceship, both of them being held by the neck by the androids 17 and 18 from the bad timeline, they grin as they held them for execution, Dr Geno smiles proudly as he looks down at them, the redeemed heroes breathe proudly as they managed to fight for once for what was right, however, the two chuckled, this unsettles Dr Geno, but nothing could prepare for what was to happen as just then, Wordgirl and Goku crash right into the ship, the vacuum of space pulling in everyone out of space, including the fallen villains.
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Wordgirl comes face to face with Android 17, knee kicking him in the gut whilst pulling his head to her helmet, cackling an unfound bloodlust as she realized they weren’t human, just toys. Becky swoops over his head as he scrambles to punch her back, but instead used his scarf as a noose to pull his head clean off.
Android 18 watches in distraught, tainted by rationality, she leaps away into space, only to be pulled in by Goku’s tail wrapped around her neck, but she was prepared, using an energy beam to push him away, only to be caught by Becky as she slams two fingers right into her eyes, gouging them right out. Goku finishes the combo by going super sayain, and blasting a hole right through her stomach.
With the andoirds done with, all that remained were the original villains Wordgirl didn’t have the heart to kill
Goku: “I’ll take care of these guys, you handle the rest of the army, don’t let them step foot onto Earth!”
He commands as he depowers from Super Sayain
”this won’t take long.”
the two piccolos rush in, their mangled limbs extending, trying to wrap around his stomach, he dodges both and runs down the arm, pulling out his power pole and extending it across the two chins, only for Vegeta to show up, pushing the two namekians aside as he hungers for the kill, Goku shrieks, but uses his tail to pull him under, leaving Vegeta exposed with his thunder kick, Goku uses the power pole once more to gut punch him through the spaceship. Goku laughs, looking back at Becky, she was already being hoarded by 60 soldiers, but with a singular punch, a blow of force widens the river of enemies, 70 sneak up on her by using this open moment to fight, only to be met with another sheer gust of power from a side kick, Goku joins in on the fight by sending out a barrage of ki blasts, imploding on the hoard. The two heroes fly side by side, continuing to disrupt the invasion, beating them to an inch of their lives by using simple techniques. it took them a total of 3 minutes to whipe out the entire army,
the two breathe heavily in the null of air, ironic but all they needed to do was catch their breath.
”i’m not good at math..but I think that’s all 500 of them.”goku
”Yeah, hey wait how old are you, because that was not 500?” becky
”like 50..no..49, I don’t know my son is the smart one not me!” goku
”….I can teach you some lessons if you need them” becky
”NO NO NO! I GOT IT, IT WAS, UH…80 soldiers!” goku
the two exchange a laugh, watching as all the ships implode on themselves or scurry away from the solar system. however, peace was not yet accomplished.
We find ourselves in the outskirts of the city, where the body of Miss Power was being carried by Rhyme back to the ship, but is caught by the majin robots in control by Tobey, who had given up his freedom to become a slave of the master Babidi, with them right beside was the monger of suffering, Majin Buu, however, a simple matter for them, as Rhyme tries to run away, her knee breaks, causing her to slip, rolling Miss Power to their possession, the demon can feel it, a possessed fear, this latent power rivals that of the hero here, it only losses because of her newfound restraints, he thought that she was weak for caring for this planet, for caring for anyone, which gave him the brilliance of slowly consuming her, her essence fueling a drive. Tobey cackles as he once more had another toy to control, but Babidi knew better, this was nothing they can control, and then, silence. In the frame he transformed into the new Buu Power…
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”….Majin Buu. Only I know that sense of evil from anywhere in the universe” GOKU
”Yeah, I was saving him for last, you have any hints?” BECKY
”Well, your power level at full strength should be more than enough, you really have to stop holding back!”” GOKU
“…I just want the planet to not implode is all, but if it’ll take everything I have, then I guess he won’t be much of a match.” BECKY
”….wait..you feel that?….why is it…why is it growing…you’re the only one strong enough that he would want to fuse right?” Goku
”fuse?” BECKY
”are there people down there as strong as you??” GOKU
”No! I mean, well!” BECKY
”Answer me!” GOKU
”THERE’S A FEW BUT I THOUGHT THEY WOULD BE GONE BY NOW, I-…No wait, that’s…THAT’S HER ENERGY.” BECKY
”LISTEN TO ME, ANYONE DOWN THERE AS STRONG AS YOU MEANS THE END OF LIFE AS WE KNOW IT, WE HAVE TO STOP HIM NOW AND FAST!” GOKU
”…He already did it.” BECKY
”W-WHAT DO YOU MEAN?” GOKU
”…I can’t hear my mother’s heartbeat.” BECKY
the two of them fall silent, looking back at the spacefleet, they notice the ships weren’t in fact leaving, they were simply floating away, empty, they didn’t beat all of the soldiers, they were just, gone. Wordgirl and Goku stand back to back against one another, looking around their surroundings.
”…Buu has just become the strongest being in the galaxy, your power is almost comedic, like a cartoon, I understand that, but Buu fusing with anyone like you ruins our chances to a stand-off. I need you to pay attention, he has already whipped out life, all of it, every mother, father, and son.” GOKU
”….everyone is dead, and it’s all my-” BECKY
”SHUT UP AND LISTEN. WE HAVE ONE SHOT, ONE LAST SHOT AT THIS, I KNOW A WAY TO EVEN THE ODDS, BUT YOU CANNOT START DOUBTING, I KNOW YOU’RE SCARED, I KNOW YOU’RE YOUNG, YOU’RE BURDENED WITH POWER, I UNDERSTAND HOW THAT FEELS AND WHAT THAT DOES TO SOMEONE. IT IS NOT A SIN TO BE STRONG, IT IS A SIN TO DO NOTHING WITH IT.” GOKU
”…..what do we do now?” BECKY
”…..Supreme Kai should have the potara earrings, so either that, or we fusion dance”” GOKU
”which is stronger?” BECKY
”doesn’t matter, we need time, our only choice is to use the potara earrings to fuse, but we will be fused forever.” GOKU
”I don’t care what it takes, we have to use 100% of our power, Miss Power has beaten me before by using insults, yes it’s just as dumb as it sounds, but it won’t work unle-…unless…unlesss…” BECKY
Wordgirl falls silent, she didn’t even know why at this point it just felt like something was off, Goku turns around to shout at her for answers, but finds the truth just by a gaze. Wordgirl slowly looks down at herself, a fist plunged right through the side of her ribs. Her weakened turn captures the image of her evoker, a tarnished evil everyone that has ever lived now proclaims as the face of death, Buu Power.
the tyrant of evil had taken over the body of Miss Power as she fell down to Earth, the only one he needed to even the odds as he felt that Wordgirl’s power was just too far to reach, they were entirely different genre’s in power, not unless, he joined theirs.
”i’m sorry, please, elaborate.” buu power
Becky passes out as she re entered the planet, goku doesn’t even try to stop buu, he beams himself to try and save Becky from certain death, that laughter placed itself each time he teleported, Buu Power. Unlike Becky, since this was Buu in control, he enjoyed toying with Goku, tormenting him as he felt his strain, Goku tries to escape with instant transmission, to anywhere, anyone, any ki, but was interrupted by Buu punching him right out of it, landing right where Becky found herself as well, in the middle of the desert, the two fallen children have their own craters, the amount of impact needed to place them in such a position turned half of the entire desert into purified glass.
Wordgirl tries to get up, looking upon her own reflection on the ground, only to be punched right back down to the ground, in one blink, she was face to face with Buu, the fallen heroine clutching Wordgirl’s forehead, cutting a slice into her forehead, blood gushing out as she felt half of her own body pour out.
”help me out here, I want to know what inevitable, means..” buu
they question as they place the sword cutting nail deeper into her skin, her screams cry out in an endless echo across the planet, with nobody to hear
”WHAT’S WRONG? CAN’T DEFINE THE WORD? HERE, MAYBE YOUR DEATH WILL FINALLY SETTLE IT IN” buu
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her nail continues to cut inside, Wordgirl tries to fight back by landing a blow on Buu’s cheek, only for Buu to bite the arm, almost cutting it right off from Becky as she whinces in pain, there was no point in crying at this point, but there was a point in fighitng, which made this all the more warrented for Buu, the pleasure of torturing the strongest.
Goku: “BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!”
Buu turns around to look at Son Goku, one arm down and half of his gi missing, he stands unphased by his cosmic awareness
Goku: “YOU WANT TO TAKE YOUR REVENGE? FINE, COME AT ME, OR ARE YOU JUST ENJOYING HURTING KIDS WHO CANT DEFEND THEMSELVES? A COWARD TO THE END IS WHAT I SEE.”
in typical fashion, this enrages the majin, but never the less, intrigues him all the more, he lets go of Becky, the knowing of her bleeding out in her failure was all he needed to recollect his vengeance, now it was to prove his boundless power. Goku readies himself, slowly charging to his full form as he cries out in overwhelming strength, anything to try and reach even a fraction of a percentage to stand one final chance
Supreme Kai: Becky, what is happening??
Goku: “Oh! hey Supreme Kai! Yeah, things are not looking all too good, especially for the kid, seems like Buu took over someone as strong as her….and all I can do right now is bluff”
Becky: Are we talking telepathically?? what is happening??
Supreme Kai: I don’t know this goku, but i know this, you two are the last hope we have, I’m going your way right now to get you guys ou-
Becky&Goku: NO!
Becky: this is our last shot, if we leave her alone now, everything else will be obliterated…we need to fuse…
Goku: the potara earrings.
Supreme Kai:…I understand. give me 1 minute. 1 sole minute.
Goku and Becky look at each other, more desperate than ever, the heroes of west and east have no other choice, Botsford pukes out a puddle of blood, Son Goku begins charging to his full power, transcending his full potential by surpassing super sayain, Buu watches in anticipation as he awaits Super Sayain 3, a falsehood god worth nothing to him at this point.
Becky does the same, the unlimited charge in energy and death in a number so unprofound, neither can grasp, means one thing, there is still more to lose. Buu laughs as he watches them both charge their ki, he rises to the sky and slowly begins charging an orb. Goku gasped as he saw just how small it was, it was merely a spec, a snowflake of an orb at the tip of her finger.
Goku: Supreme kai…
SK: WAIIIITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT
Becky:….
the snowflake falls, it was so light the wind was pushing it, gradually coming in by a few centimeters per second, the two watched in horror, this was the big bang, this was the result of a total universe’s death and rebirth, but just as the spec was a foot away from the ground, Supreme Kai came in time, throwing the earrings to the two, Buu cries out after realizing what they were truly waiting for, but it was too late, if he came any closer, he would incinerate along the two, but to them they didn’t care, it was now or never, as the two placed on the earrings, they flew towards each other, right in between the spec of destruction, colliding the two infinite powers of potential, shatters the fabric of destruction, restoring it to an order they had fought their entire lives for, peace.
Buu: no….NO NO NO NOT AGAIN! I WONT LET YOU!
Just as they were about to fuse in a flash, the immortal proceeds to come in between the two, pushing them aside, trying to fight the polarity of opposites, as the nature of destruction could not accept defeat, only for Supreme Kai to sock him on the feet, followed by an immediate blast on the heart, killing him instantly, but it was all they needed, the Majin stared at the pinnacle of heroism, born from tragedy, isolation, abandonment, nurtured by the people of the planet Earth, in every reason, their darkness would justify the perireless mention of suffering their lives commit to, and yet, there they stood, not in pride, not in sorrow, and certainly not in strength, no, they were peace.
Buu stands there, shocked, cowering the newfound fusion’s aura intensity pressured the entire desert, into an endless canvas of glass, a heaven’s reflection.
”DUN DUN DUNNNNNNNN! KOTABA!” kotaba
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”wh-what?” buu
the demon stands frozen, untainted by remorse, but poisoned by fear.
”YOU CAN’T PULL THIS TRICK OFF AGAIN, I WON’T LET YOU, Y-YOU’RE JUST A-” buu
”TRICCCKKKKKK? HAHAHAAH! GO AHEAD, DEFINE THAT! TELL ME BUU, WHAT IS A TRICK, I WANT TO KNOW!” kotaba
the form of justice takes a step, Power Buu cowers, her eyes watering as it all came back to her, but remembered a way that got her out of this mess in the beginning
”WELL THEN, GO AHEAD, KNOCK ME RIGHT OUT, TOY WITH ME! WE BOTH KNOW YOU WON’T BE ABLE TO KILL ME, YOU’RE TOO WEAK, JUST A SILLY KID, THIS SEQUENCE IS JUST OVERKILL! HAHAHA, YOU’RE NOTHING!” buu
”O O O O OVERKILL? HAHAHAH!” kotaba
Buu prepared herself, for an attack, she knew at this point they were too fast to comprehend, but as long as they kept insulting them, she would grow stronger, insulting the ability to grow in the form of doubting another restored some symbol of faith, only, that strength never came.
”TELL ME, DOES THIS FIT INTO WHAT YOU THINK IS O O O OVERKILL?” kotaba
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Buu blinked, that’s all she did, she didn’t even react it was as if the last 10 seconds had never happened, but she was on the ground, a broken arm intact, looking up at the fusion, Kotaba, unleashing son goku’s latent potential, turning into the mighty Super Sayain 4. It was an astonishing accomplishment, Buu had an issue at his true potent force of evil with just 3, and now, he was face to face with the heat depth of the universe’s solution to evolution, natural selection, showcasing the strongest thrive, while the weak, dwindle in numbers.
”my my, did you just turn yourself a new shade Buu? I wonder, do the deaths of billions echo into your heart, or just your brain? which one do you miss more if I rip it out? mmmmm?” kotaba
Buu leaps away, using her remaining ki blasting away from the two, but not this time, Kotaba was the loss of restraint, . Buu was socked to the forehead with a lethal club, her face landing on the glass shards.
”you know, I have to thank you Buu, yes, thank you, without you, I wouldn’t have known the true value of my force, throughout the endless perils, one singular point remained: it was that evil will always come, that forgiveness is a virtue given by the victor. Tell me, do you know what forgiveness entails for you? Can you define it?” kotaba
Buu didn’t hesitate at this moment, she regrows her arm in secret and punches Kotaba in the stomach, launching her across the field as she came leaping in with a spinning kick, shattering the entire planet’s core, revealing the earth’s magma lead core, Buu proceeds to use this opportunity to grab Kotaba by the neck, choke slamming them into the surface
”YOU WRETCHED INCOMPENTANT WORTHLESS SHRINE OF DISSAPOINTMENT, ALL OF THIS IS YOUR FAULT, THE WORLD WOULD HAVE BEEN BETTER OF HAD YOU NEVER BEEN THERE TO BEGIN, NO ONE WOULD HAVE TO RISE AGAIN TO SUFFER FOR YOUR COMING” buu
”Everyone that could have been and has been is gone, I am the voice that sin fears, I AM THE DEFINITION THAT CALLS OUT TO BE HEARD, I AM KOTABA.” kotaba
they preach as they enter the Earth’s core, Buu quickly escapes thinking nothing of it, starting to charge another spec to destroy the planet, but feels, something off, an earthquake? in the middle of the dessert? that’s when it hit her, she tries to fly off to space, but is caught by an entire continent to the face, Kotaba was right where they needed to be, they were punching the tectonic plates just by hearing the frequency of the sole living being in the universe in her home.
Buu feels a smack from China, only to then feel a concussion from the United States, followed by a slam to the stomach from Russia. Buu waits, she tries to react to another assault from the entire continent of Japan but is met with a backhand from Africa.
Buu is kneeling, instantly healing, but everytime she did, she would be met with another part of the world, the planet Earth was finally fighting back alongside Kotaba as they flung entire continents to the face. Buu waited, looking down at their reflection for any slight signs of the ground moving to finally destroy this planet, but all she was met with, was another face starring back, Kotaba charging from the planet’s core, obliterating a chunk of her side missing, revenge.
Buu had barely anytime to react, she tries to turn Kotaba into candy, but they punch the beam right in half, the face of impossibility was truly that of imagination
”KA-MEEEE”
”HAAAA-MEEEEE…”
”HAAAAAAA TIMES, 2!” koaba
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Kotaba splits the wave into two hands, with just enough power, and transform the beam into two orbs of energy, punching Buu on the arm as they tried to punch back, completely disentigrating every atom in the presence of her arm. Buu regrows it back, only to be met with a right hook, a left, a right, left, right, left, right, this was not to win, it was to show, they will.
with each blow, a fracture of Buu showed the inside of Miss Power, their strength so unbound, it was revealing the souls trapped within Buu’s vortex, life in itself consumed by hell, no one can even pass on, but with each blow, a soul returned, a life, a universe.
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In the time it took to bring everyone back, Buu was already on the ground, a shell of his former self as every ounce that was life had returned. Kotaba disentigrated each fracture of a cell, each atom that constructed Majin Buu’s existence, all into specs of life, dust to be rejuvenated, into someone in need of another life.
Kotaba smiles, for once, the world will all know one thing in common, a word that defines them all, hope. Kotaba looks on over to the edge of the desert, in which Shenron was already in the horizon, eyes beaming in red, this was the test after all, the 24 hours had concluded, and they had proven themselves as the saviors of their own universes, everything was to be set, just the way they were.
into the confines of Kotaba’s mind, we find the two standing in an endless void, face to face.
Wordgirl: I guess this is goodbye
Goku: Guess so, ya know, you really were a pain in everyone’s butt!
Wordgirl: Oh shut up, I’ve had enough self deprivation for one day
Goku: what does that mean?
the two exchange laughs in the cosmic void of their thoughts, it was pleasant, the feeling of knowing someone so far off from your life, yet so similar.
goku: say, you want to train with me later down the line?
wordgirl: i’m pretty sure neither of us will be even able to remember..besides, I would win so…not that fair honestly!
goku: HAHA, NOW YOU GOT ME PUMPED! COME ON, YOU’RE NOT GOING TO FIND ANYONE ELSE TO SPAR WITH!
wordgirl:….you know….hey shenron, one last thing?
”….a simple matter….”
The wish had been granted, a task that unveiled the clearing of the universe, disposing of any remnants of the last 24 hours, restoring everything to it’s natural order before the birth of Kotaba. Goku and Wordgirl shook hands, slowly fading away from their existence, to be restored in their rightful homes. Alongside all the evils in the universe, everything was restored to it’s rightful time. Son Goku alone in the mountains before his first encounter with Bulma, and Becky, right with her family as they held the birthday cake to her 11th celebration. She remembered it, all of it, and Goku will know it all when the time was right, when both of their hardships will make them cross paths once more, entering this era of peace, she blows out the candle, having everything she could ever want right here, family.
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Lester Levenson's story (part 1)
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Lester turned his life around completely in 3 months. He was 42, a successful physicist and entrepreneur, but was unhappy and very unhealthy (including mentally). He had a massive heart attack and was on the brink of death, with no hopes of recovering. Upon discharged from the hospital he found himself to be very angry, frustrated and depressed. He seriously considered ending his life right then. 
He pondered on the meaning of life, realizing that his life had been meaningless, that all he wanted was to be happy and he never got it. His life had been an endless cycle of struggle in exchange for quick, momentary bliss. Nothing made any sense anymore. All his possessions and accomplishments felt meaningless and empty. He decided he wanted to at least get some answers before he died.
He focused on a few questions:
♡ What is life? What is it that I’ve been looking for? A: Just a little happiness ♡ what is happiness? How do you get it? Where do you find it? ♡ What is life? What is this world all about and what is my relationship to it? ♡ How did I get into this mess I’m in? Is there a way out of it?
He searched in the dictionary and all the books he could get a hold of (by physicists, philosophers, etc) but nothing helped. He realized that all the knowledge he had acquired in his life was useless, that he was stupid and that he wouldn’t be able to find the answers in books written by other people who didn’t know it either. So he let go of that, and by doing that, a burden was lifted from his shoulders. 
The problems were within him, he reasoned. It was his body, his mind, his emotions. The answers must be within him, too. That was his lab, and that’s where he would look.
He worked by trial and experience, having two-way conversations with himself, first posing a question, then exploring each possible answer until he could either validate it or eliminate it.
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♡ First month: What is happiness?
A: Happiness is when you’re being loved.
Q: Are you happy now? 
A: No. 
Q: Then that must mean you are not loved!
A: That’s not exactly true. Your family loves you, so do your friends and past lovers.
It came as a shock that with all that love, he still wasn’t happy. It became obvious that being loved was not the answer to happiness.
Q: Maybe happiness lies in accomplishments.
A: He was proud of himself, but not happy.
Q: Well, then, have I ever been happy and if so, when?
A: He reviewed his past and found several moments with friends and loved ones where he felt truly happy. He thought of his lost love from 20 years ago and he fell apart with all the suppressed emotions he held for so long. 
Q: What was the common denominator from all those happy moments?
A: Happiness is when I am loving! He realized that in every instance his feeling of love for the other person had been intense and that’s where the happiness had come from, from his own feeling of loving. It was so clear to him now that being loved was not the answer. He could see that even if people loved him unless he felt the love in return, he was not going to be happy. Their loving might make them happy but it would not, could not, make him happy.
He looked at the unhappy times in his past now and it was very obvious that he had not been loving. 
About his past lovers: He loved them, needed them, wanted them. But was that love, he wondered now. No, it was painful … he was experiencing pain that they didn’t love him. And even though he called it love, he was really wanting to possess them completely, thinking he needed all their love to be happy. That was the key! He had been experiencing a want or lack of love, expecting the other person to supply the love, waiting for the other person to make him happy.
The truth is that he’d been all the time dying inside for want of love, thinking he had to get it from someone. What he’d been looking for all his life was inside him.
Q: If happiness is when I’m experiencing love for the other one, then that means happiness is a feeling within me. And if I felt unloving in the past? Well, I know I can’t change the past, but could I possibly correct the feeling now inside myself? Could I change the feeling to love now?
He looked at his most recent unhappiness, the day he left the hospital.
Q: First, was I experiencing a lack of love that day?
A: Yes, he felt like no one cared about him. He hated the doctor the most.
Q: Well, can I change it? Is it possible to turn it into love for the doctor?
A: Hell, no, why should I? What did he ever do to deserve any love?
Q: That’s not the point. The point is not whether he deserves love. The point is, can you do it? Is it possible to simply change a feeling of hatred into a feeling of love – not for the benefit of the other person but yourself?
As the thought crossed his mind, he felt something break loose in his chest. A gentle easing, a sense of dissolving, and the burning sensation of rage was gone.
It seemed too easy so he pictured again the scene with Dr. Schultz in the hospital. He was surprised to find that it brought only a mild feeling of resentment rather than the previous intense burning hatred.
Q: Can I change this feeling of resentment into a feeling of love?
He thought of Dr. Schultz again, pictured him in his mind and felt happy, even loving.
A: “Doctor Schultz, you son-of-a-gun,” he said, grinning, “I love you.”
He went on to apply the same process to other unhappy memories and buried feelings.
Each time that he asked himself if he could change the feeling of hostility or anger or hatred to one of love, the dissolving process took place. Sometimes he had to repeat it over and over until he felt only love for the person. At times, the entire process would take only a minute or two; at other times, it might take him hours.
One by one, he changed all the old hurts and disappointments to love. He began to feel stronger as the weight of his pain dropped away. He was happier than he had ever been in his entire life, and he kept it going, feeling even more happiness with each new thing corrected.
He wondered how far he could take this. Was there a limit to happiness?
He kept going. Whenever someone bothered him in any way, he was able to correct that response with love either immediately or shortly after that. The experience pleased him, and he found himself loving others with an intensity far beyond anything he had imagined possible. Eventually, he got to a point where, no matter how much he was being opposed, he could maintain a feeling of love for them.
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♡ Second month: Accepting the unwanted (aversions)
He kept trying to correct his feelings about his lost love, but couldn’t fully deal with it, there was a feeling of despair which he couldn’t get past. He instinctively wanted to do anything to get away from those intense feelings. He couldn’t understand why he couldn’t dissolve them. 
He started crying from all the pent up pain, wondering why she left him when they could have been so happy together. Why did she do it? There should be a way for him to change it, change what happened and the effect it had on him. At that point he felt the familiar pain of his stomach ulcers and he realized for sure that they had originated on the last day he saw her (when she left him). He told himself he couldn’t do anything about it so he should give up. 
At this point he had a revelation: he was still trying to change something that had been finished for many years. He realized that he couldn’t accept it, that was his attachment. “No, it can’t be finished,” he cried in desperation. “I won’t let it be finished.” That was the source of his anguish; he’d wanted to change it all these years and so he kept it alive inside himself, the pain buried deep, eroding his happiness.
He decided to let that go. And with that simple decision, the whole thing was gone. He thought of her, and all the bad feelings were gone, he simply loved her.
He realized that the cause of his ulcers was that he had wanted to change everything in the world. He saw himself subject to and a victim of everything he wanted to change!
He began dissolving all that. When he thought of something that caused him pain about a person or situation, he would now either correct it with love or dissolve wanting to change it. This added a new dimension to his work, and his progress accelerated.
Sometimes he felt as though he had hold of a chain with many links to incidents on it which needed correcting. Once he got hold of the chain, he would follow through incident by incident until there was nothing left to be corrected.
Ex: jealousy - it was a big thing with him
Once he decided to correct this tendency in himself he looked for it, not content to let it come willy-nilly. He would probe his memory for instances where his jealousy had driven him; correct it; then look for more.
When he thought it was done, he would test himself imagining scenes that would have otherwise made him mad with the feeling. Until he could finally be neutral and loving towards the imagined scenes.
The more he kept going, the better he felt, not just emotionally but physically. He was getting healthier, more energized, and also much much happier. Insights came with increasing frequency. He started to understand things that used to puzzle him. His mind began to feel like crystal … clear, sharp. Colors seemed brighter and everything was more sharply defined.
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♡ Third month: Discovering his real nature
By now, he felt so much more free, it allowed him to concentrate better, so he began to investigate his mind. 
Q: What is my mind? What is intelligence?
A: He got a mental picture of an amusement park bumper car ride. The energy to power all the cars comes from a single source, the ceiling. The amount of energy is regulated by individual drivers using a foot pedal. The steering mechanism is constructed to be oversensitive, so it requires the utmost delicacy of handling to maintain control of the car because the slightest movement of the wheel sends it careening, and the cars are constantly bumping into each other, out of control. And it seems that the more a driver tries to control his car, the more erratic the action becomes. This was a picture of mankind today. We all use the same single intelligence and power taken from above. But most of us are out of control, using the energy to bump into each other.
Lester saw that he could regulate his own energy, so he started to look into the relationship between his thinking and what happened in his life. He realized that whatever happened in his life had a thought behind it at some time prior. He never realized it before because there was usually time in between the thought and the happening. Thus, if he could find a way to use this, he would be able to consciously pre-determine everything that would happen.
He learned that he was responsible for everything that had happened to him, formerly believing that the world was abusing him. It was tremendous freedom, knowing that he was not a victim of the world. To be able to arrange the world the way he would like it to be. There was freedom from the subconscious compulsions (that he needed to work, to make money, to be loved etc). 
Suddenly he felt like there was no need for him to have anything. His happiness depended on him and his thinking determined his life. 
His happiness was beyond his imagination. It was so great he was determined to see where it could lead him. He kept going with these newly found processes, correcting his entire life. 
By now an old fear came up, it was the fear of death, which had accompanied him all his life. Now he recognized it as the basis of every single feeling he had ever had. He worked on drawing it out in order to dissolve it. And it worked. He got to a point where he could laugh at it. This last of the monsters turned out to be, after all, only a feeling. 
After this, he realized his body was completely healed. It was unexplainable. He was now into the most blissful, joyous state. He felt light, with joy exploding inside him every moment. Everyone and everything became exquisitely beautiful to him.
He kept looking for more things to correct, but there didn’t seem to be much. Occasionally something would occur to him, but it would be gone almost before he could define it and the joy would surge through him even more strongly.
He wondered if it could get better than the joy that he was experiencing?
He received an answer: it was peace, imperturbability. And he knew that if he accepted it, it would never go away. Everything was still. He was in a quietness that he now knew had always been there but drowned out by incessant noise from his accumulated, uncorrected past. Beyond this there was only one Beingness, and everything was It. It was the essence of every living thing, but they were without awareness of the fact, blinded by the uncorrected past they hold on to.
He saw this Beingness as something like a comb. He was at the spine of the comb and all the teeth fanned out from it, each one thinking it was separate and different from all the other teeth. And that was true, but only if you looked at it from the tooth end of the comb. Once you got back to the spine or source, you could see that it wasn’t true. It was all one comb. There was no real separation, except when you sat at the tooth end. It was all in one’s point of view.
He tested this out, if he really was the whole comb, then he should be able to tune in with any tooth. He thought of a friend he had in California, and suddenly he was there, in his friend’s living room, he saw everyone that was there and what was happening. Then he called his friend and checked if what he had seen was accurate. His friend was shocked to confirm everything. 
But his friend was so scared, he was panicking, and Lester could feel his panic as if it was his own, as if he was inside his friend. It was a new experience, and then he realized that he was in fact the other person, and every other person… because his essence was the essence of all. He was sitting at the spine of the universal comb. He had a new point of view and could see everything.
He told his friend he was joking, in order to calm him down. He realized he had to be more careful. He’d forgotten that people think in very narrow terms, unable to accept anything outside the conventional. Much like how he used to be, before he discovered all this. He was a convinced materialist. He only believed in what he could perceive with his physical senses. 
When he realized that his solid world was truly only a thought, the whole thing started to crack. His entire lifetime began to fall away, but it didn’t fall gracefully and with ease. He shook for days, dropping away everything he formerly knew about himself and the world.
By the end of this period, he was completely transformed, having discovered firsthand that we are all unlimited beings, limited only by the concepts of limitation that we hold in our minds. These concepts of limitation are not true; furthermore, because they’re not really true, they can easily be released or discharged. 
He knew now that the real wasn’t the physical world, nor his mind, but something greater. He knew that his very Beingness was the reality, and it had no limits, it was eternal. All the things he used to believe were him, like his body and his mind, were the least of him, rather than the all of him.
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♡ Afterwards: The last breakthrough
He couldn’t believe that it had only been three months, it had felt like a million lifetimes had gone by, but it also felt like it was only a moment. His sense of time had changed radically.
He realized that from his perspective, in the quietness, there was no time. There was an ever-nowness. Time was relative and had meaning only in the world of differences, of separation.
He was that peace… his body seemed small and distant sitting in its chair. He could see it there if he chose, but he felt himself spread across the entire universe; that body was only an infinitesimal speck in the vastness that he was. He was omnipresent. There was no travel, only a thought, and he was there.
“It was obvious to me that I wasn’t that body and mind as I had thought I was. I just saw it—that’s all. It’s simple when you see it. So I let go of identifying with that body. And when I did, I saw that my Beingness was all Beingness, that Beingness is like one grand ocean. It’s not chopped up into parts called “drops of bodies.” It’s all one ocean. That caused me to identify with every being, every person, and even every atom in this universe.”
First, you see that the universe is in you, then you see the universe as you. Then you know the Oneness of this universe. Then you are finished forever with separation and all the hellishness that’s caused only by separation.  And then you can no longer be fooled by the apparent limitations of the world.
He discovered tremendous power in the mind. But he only believed in what he knew he could already do, so he began testing himself, experimenting. 
“If I am these things, can I do them?”, he would ask. And he proved these things to a few witnesses. He would move things with his mind. Thought he wouldn’t impose himself on others, if they didn’t believe him, he wouldn’t bother them. He never felt like the doer of such things, he was only the clear catalyst, with no ego involvement.
He saw that the source of intelligence is only one and we all have it. Therefore, unlimited knowledge, omniscience, is available to all. It was available in unlimited amounts and it came simply by freeing himself of his former compulsions, inhibitions, entanglements and hang-ups. He didn’t have to be subject to anything. All he was doing was removing blocks that prevented that power to flow through him. 
Inherently each person has the ability to have, be, or do whatever that person wills or desires.
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unbearable-lightness-of-ink · 7 months ago
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so anyway I really did start compiling a kinyarwanda/english dictionary/grammar guide out of all the random resources i've been hoarding on my phone (it doesn't have to be great, it just has to be better than searching multiple different files every time I'm looking for some obscure vocab or grammar detail) and one of these resources is some PDF uploaded to the internet archive and it's... not great. from the writing and contents it's clearly
old (my guess is mid-1900s. I don't remember colonial and post-colonial Rwandan history specifically enough to guess well here, but based on some of the typos, it was done on a typewriter and then scanned with OCR)
intended for missionaries (some examples of actual sentences in the "translate this" exercises include "I praise God because He saved me and He gave me peace and joy" and, I shit u not, "The blind man cannot see the Word of God, but he can hear and he can know the love of Jesus." it's. well for one thing this is basically useless vocabulary for me, and also it's cringe af)
written by someone who was not a linguist (at one point instead of just saying "if T is preceded by an unvoiced consonant, it turns into D" they give you a list of every unvoiced consonant and then recommend that you invent a mnemonic phrase to memorise the list?! why?)
written by someone who was shit with pronunciation (legit so many places where they're like "there's no way to describe how this sounds, you just have to ask someone to make the sound for you" my good bitch the phoneme might not be in english but I could describe it just fine. skill issue.)
but the thing that's really killing me about all this is that every time they try to explain tonal vowels or phonemes that aren't in english, they tell you to "ask an African to say it for you."
an. an what now? an African? babe there are approximately 1.5 billion people in Africa. Africa accounts for about 20% of the land on earth, it's the second-biggest continent, and it has an estimated two thousand living languages spoken throughout the continent.
and kinyarwanda? it has maybe 15-25 million native speakers, depending on which source I trust. it's spoken (almost*) exclusively in rwanda, which is the 9th smallest country in Africa--and that roundup includes islands off the coast of the continent. It has the second densest population in Africa but it still only has like 13 million people in it. and it's a very unique language. its closest relatives do not have the same phonemes that kinyarwanda has, and its closest relatives are also spoken by relatively few people. I don't know enough about kirundi to say much but I do know that it doesn't have the same vowel tones in all instances and it doesn't have some of the same consonant clusters. and the more widely spoken related languages that you're more likely to stumble on someone who knows how to speak? they're even worse for a reference; ask someone who speaks kiswahili to pronounce kinyarwanda for you and they will not pronounce the difference between, say, umuceri (rice) and umucyeri (berry), or the tonal difference between words like umusambi (floor mat) and umusambi (crested crane).
so, like. it's just absolutely sending me, this random white lady who was obviously a colonialist missionary, bothering to make a whole language guide to teach me how to proselytise in kinyarwanda, but along the way she's like "just ask an african--any african--how to say this" lady less than 1% of them are going to know this language but go off i guess
*almost because there's the diaspora of rwandan expats and immigrants in other countries plus the banyamulenge which is a whole aspect of it that has so much fraught history on all sides that I won't even try to say something intelligent about it, it's totally not my place/something i'm educated enough about, but to my knowledge most of them speak dialects that are more or less dissimilar to kinyarwanda; kinyamulenge and kinyabwisha are not the same as kinyarwanda. take it from my munyamulenge coworker who could never pronounce the difference between c and cy
#i meant to write a snappy salty thing but i kind of just got going#like. i am scavenging this because it's one of the few things I can find that includes verb tenses charted out#and past tense suffixes are a bitch#but it's also like. i do not trust it. anything i don't personally know already goes in a file to be fact checked#legit this thing tried to tell me that 'komera' is a phrase you use to say 'excuse me' if you cause harm or witness harm#like if you see someone have an accident I guess?#newsflash that is NOT what it's used for we have words for that we have mbabarira and ihangane i just like#look if any rwandan is on here and wants to correct me please do but i cannot imagine any scenario in which komera means excuse me#imagine you knock someone over and instead of saying any variety of sorry or excuse me or oh yikes i hope you're okay you say 'tough it out#like i know 'tough it out' is not a literal translation of komera but it's contextually a good translation in certain circumstances#not all obv but whatever#anyway this is. i wish anyone in my household also spoke this language bc i'm dying over how absurd this stupid reference is#kinyarwanda#languages#we'll see how long before I realise that there's a reason it took samuel johnson that long to write a dictionary#granted he didn't have ctrl+c/ctrl+v on his side sooooo i have that#tw colonisers#i guess idk if those phrases from the book are like triggering to anyone but they put a sour taste in my mouth at least so
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Chapter 8 - Farengar I: Bleak Falls Barrow
Morndas, 18th of Last Seed 4E201 Evening
Farengar
I am Farengar, of the Secret-Fire. No, my name is not the result of idle gossip over a flame I harbour for this or that maid in town - or man, as some for some reason think. But it is true I have a secret obsession.
Dragons.
Ever since my youth, the Nord tales of dragon-killing legends held me like no other. Who care for the sordid exploits of Ragnar the Dead when massive scaled beasts who razed towns with their fiery breath still existed in legend? Why listen to the affairs of Daedra when one could envision taking to the skies astride a dragon? Yes, that was what inspired me; the magic of eld.
How disappointing, then, to discover nearly all Tamriel's information regarding them was oral and apocryphal. The College of Winterhold held scant few books on the topic. And of course, the College of Whispers and the Synods are too busy jockeying for power to share what little they recovered over the years. I even petitioned the Greybeards atop the Throat of the World for their help, but my query was ignored by the recluses. I suppose with their supposed extinction, nobody saw fit to keep records about dragons. Nothing on physiology, or migratory patterns, or even behaviour. (Unless you believe the stories that paint them all as mindless harbingers of death. Which I don't.) All I could find when I began was the fact that dragons had their own language, spoken and written, and that these words gave dragons the powers told of in stories. I even stumbled upon an alphabet, but no dictionary of words. That was it.
A dozen seasons I spent, following the most minuscule of leads, expanding what little knowledge I had of the fell beasts. Comparing stories to find common links. Looking for vague references in unrelated texts from three eras ago.
Along the way, I suppose I became a mage of some renown, and wound up court wizard to the Jarl of Whiterun. Would I were not tied down, but man cannot live by will alone. And I suppose the extra influence from my position is useful when requesting some obscure text from a private collection. But even then, my obsession was largely ridiculed for its seeming uselessness. Not that I cared what others might have thought; knowledge for my own personal desires was more than enough for me.
Well, at least until yesterday. I suppose some legends aren't to remain solely legends. And suddenly, my amusing hobby has made me the most valuable citizen under the Jarl's employ.
Thus, I find myself poring over my notes, all the information I've gathered in an effort to prepare for... Well, whatever may come. Destruction, most likely. Weaknesses to exploit, strengths to defend against. But there is still so little we know. If only the Jarl would let me complete this recent request, but no, I'm locked up here and...
I feel a tug at the ward I placed upon my door, signaling that someone has entered my rooms. And more importantly, disrupting my concentration. It's annoying, if necessary. I once ignored Avenicci for five minutes once, I was so engrossed in my own thoughts. Doesn't help that the man is more dull than Heimskr's incessant babbling.
Where was I again? Right, visitors.
I step out into the receiving area, and find Balgruuf himself waiting for me. Along with... Some other man? Gods, I hope I haven't met him before; I hate forgetting names and faces. Note to self, look into perhaps making a journal to record people's names and characteristics, so I'm not clueless about every person who walks in.
"My Jarl."
"Farengar, I think I've found someone who can help you with your dragon project. Go ahead and fill Talao in on the details." Odd. The Jarl usually wastes time on pleasantries when he visits. Well, I suppose the current situation has everyone a bit off-kilter, even Balgruuf.
The man in question seems a bit... Shrimpy. Nothing in particular stands out to me; he seems rather bland. "So, the Jarl thinks you can be of use to me?" Certainly no warrior, no armor, no weapons. "He must be referring to my research into the dragons. Yes, I could use someone to fetch something for me."
"That's it?" he asks.
I hesitate for a second. But the Jarl seems convinced, if his look is anything to go by. I suppose it's on him if the unlucky bastard dies. "Well, when I say fetch, I really mean delve into a dangerous ruin in search of an ancient stone tablet that may or may not actually be there."
He blinks. Stunned and confused, if I read his expression correctly. "And this has, uh, what to do with dragons, exactly?"
Damn. Definitely spooked him. Maybe I shouldn't have been so blunt with him. My doubts grow, but again, Balgruuf must have chosen him for a reason. Perhaps if I try stroking his ego; I find that works wonders. "Ah, no mere brute mercenary, but a thinker - perhaps even a scholar?"
"Of a sort, I suppose. I'm a bard by profession."
We're doomed.
No, stop that. Find the common ground... Stories! "You see, when the stories of dragons began to circulate, many dismissed them as mere fantasies, rumors. Impossibilities. One sure mark of a fool is to dismiss anything that falls outside his experience as being impossible. But I began to search for information about dragons a while back - where had they gone all those years ago? And where could they be coming from now?"
He nods, his earlier hesitation gone. "To be sure, our own history is often the key to understanding the present." Smart man. I truly hope he comes back alive. "What do you hope to find in this ruin?"
"Of course. I, ah, learned of a certain stone tablet said to be housed within Bleak Falls Barrow - a "Dragonstone," - said to contain a map of dragon burial sites."
"Burial sites? Are you planning to exhume a corpse? Or..." His eyes widen, "Perhaps they're, what, being resurrected."
"Possible. I highly doubt it flew here from Akavir, since all sources seem to agree they all left en masse. Necromancy is an option, though it begs the question why only now has such a thing happened. We don't know, which is where you come in. Go to Bleak Falls Barrow, find this tablet - no doubt interred within the main chamber - and bring it to me. Simplicity itself."
"This is a priority now," Balgruuf interjects. Obviously. "Anything we can use to fight this dragon, or dragons. We need it, quickly. Before it's too late."
"Of course, Jarl Balgruuf." Of course, it only took the imminent destruction of Whiterun to inspire interest in my work. Silver linings. "You seem to have found me an able assistant. I'm sure he will prove most useful." And I suppose I do mean it. A little.
"Succeed at this, and you will be rewarded. Whiterun will be truly in your debt. Speak to Proventus if you should need any supplies for your trip, as I'm sure you're running low after your ordeal at Helgen." With that declaration, which I'm sure he thought very grand, Balgruuf exits, leaving Talao and myself alone. I can't help but sigh heavily. Working with others can be so tedious. But sadly necessary. Back to my research then. Based on the shape of the skull of the dragon above the Jarl's throne, (how ghastly) it seems clear that...
"Ahem."
The sound startles me, and it take a moment to realize it's Talao. Standing in the same place. "You're still here?"
"Yes," he replies with a grimace. "See, while I'm indeed grateful for the trust your Jarl has placed in me, I'm... Well, not a terribly seasoned fighter. In fact, you could say I'm utter rubbish in a fight."
"Your point?"
"I'm about to dive into a Nordic ruin, which from past experience can often house Draugr, bandits, and other things that would gladly tear the flesh from my bones. I need some manner of protection beyond whatever supplies I can gather in town."
Reasonable enough. Smart not to go barreling to his death, at least. "Well, I do have a small collection of spell tomes for sale here, but I doubt you would be able to learn anything of value overnight. You could always find some easily swayed mercenary at the local tavern that's daring or dull enough to join you. Though I would prefer you keep my research between as few people as possible. It wouldn't do to worry the locals about something so trivial as our utter lack of understanding of dragons."
"No, certainly not," he laughs. "Thank you for the information."
As he turns to leave, I'm struck by a bout of inspiration. "Wait a moment." I dash into a side-room I use to store things on which I'm not currently working, to grab... Damn where is it? Aha! There. An old staff, carved into the likeness of a golden dragon. Though it's faded so thoroughly it seems mere yellow now. I return and present it to him. "This is an old staff of mine, back from when my research was... Less sedate. It's enchanted with a basic Fireball spell. Perfect for combating undead and bandits alike. I keep it charged, but old as it is I don't know how many casts it will last for. Better than anything you'll find at Belethor's, though, I guarantee."
He takes it reverently. Or maybe fearfully, as if he's afraid it might explode. Hmm, that's a frightful thought, can staves explode under certain conditions? Add it to the research list. "Thank you, Farengar. I shall treat it well."
"See that you do. I would like it back in one piece, if possible, but better if it should help you complete my task." Strange that I'd part with it after so long, but I suppose it's been gathering dust anyway. Besides, my history is locked safely within my own mind. I wave farewell to... By Julianos, I've already forgotten his name. I'll just check with Balgruuf at some point. Now... All dragon stories feature fire-breathing, so we'll need to stockpile reservoirs of water. Perhaps we can ward against it? Or is their magic so different that they'll be ineffective? What about...
Chapter 7 - Balgruuf I: Before The Storm x Chapter 9 - Uthgerd I: Bleak Falls Barrow
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