#battle powers

[nivlugassi]

Yamcha's Power Levels from Z to Super

Yamcha in the beginning of Z (November, Age 761): 177

Yamcha after training under Kami for a year (November 3rd, Age 762): 1,480

Caught off-guard by the Saibaman: 1,100

Yamcha after training under King Kai for >4 months (May 3rd, Age 763): 60,000

Yamcha when Mecha-Frieza and King Cold invade Earth (August, Age 764): 70,000

Yamcha after 3 years of training for the Androids (May 12th, Age 767): 1,000,000

At the Cell Games (May 26th, Age 767): 1,100,000

Yamcha, retired - 7 years later (May 8th, Age 774): 700,000

Yamcha, 4 years later - Battle of Gods (August 18th, Age 778): 1,500,000

Yamcha during the Tournament of Destroyers (Age 779): 1,700,000

Yamcha during the Tournament of Power (Age 780): 2,000,000

Yamcha after 2 months of training for Moro's invasion (Age 781): 3,000,000

[fly-chicken]

A Pragmatic and surprisingly comforting perspective about the Trump 2nd Presidency from the ACLU

***Apologies if this is how you found out the 2024 election results***

Blacked out part is my name.

I’m not going to let this make me give up. It’s disheartening, and today I will wallow, probably tomorrow too

AND

I will continue to do my part in my community to spread the activism and promote change for the world I want to live in. I want to change the world AND help with the dishes.

And I won’t let an orange pit stain be what stops me from trying to be better.

A link to donate to the ACLU if able and inclined. I know I am

[is-not-a-bell]

Sleepy King

The Justice League Dark caught wind of a cult trying to summon the Ghost King. A being with power so terrible and great, that all of the chaotic Infinite Realms feared him. A true tyrant. Long ago it took the effort of ghosts equal to gods to seal him away into a permeant slumber.

And now this cult wishes to wake him and bring him to the living realm. It was a race against the clock to find the ritual site and all members were called on board, magic or not. Even Constantine looked stressed.

They did find the site.

But it was too late, the ritual was completed. The entire inner circle of runes glowed before being swallowed in a column of green light. The air filled with static and a ringing that made Supergirl crumble to the ground.

The light dissipated, but there was no great figure or being of pure evil. Instead there was a boy, a teenager. He laid on the ground curled up in his sleep. He was a ghost no doubt, dressed in regal clothing.

Despite this when he stirred, everyone froze. It seemed the cold hard ground woke him up. He got up slowly and yawned, revealing his sharp fangs. Once sat up he opened his bleary eyes to look around. He looked confused and tired, really tired.

"Where am I?" He mumbled. "I was trying to get some sleep." Constantine internally screaming, latches onto that last sentence. He glances over to Batman. He caught that last part too. Batman approaches calmly and crouches down in front of the boy king. Hardening his resolve, Batman takes on a gentle tone.

"Hey kiddo, sorry we woke you. Lets get you back to bed yeah?" The boy nodded in agreement. He pulled himself to his feet before looking around in a circle. "Where did my blanket go?" He asked rather sadly. Batman is quick to shed his own cape and drape it over him. "You can borrow my cape until we get you a new one." He nodded again, pulling the black fabric around himself.

John quickly summoned a portal door, while Batman led the King through it. John threw looks around at everyone. Everyone could tell he was mouthing the words. 'Find me a fucking blanket now'

Running on the logic of getting the king away from Earth, away from graves and the undead, that could give him power. The portal led to the Watch Tower.

Batman took advantage of the King's bleary state to send a base wide alert for all noncritical members to evacuate immediately. With a priority that death adjacent members leave first. "The stars are pretty." Bruce looked at the boy staring out the window in wonder. He almost looked like a normal kid, almost.

"Yeah they are, it's pretty late so we should get you back to bed." He nodded, going along with Batman's gentle coaxing.

He takes the boy to an unused bedroom. Making sure the room isn't dusty and that lights are dimmed. He glances back to see about a dozen different leaguers all holding blankets, one thought to bring extra pillows. The bed was pretty barren with only a single pillow and a thin bedsheet. So Bruce took a thick duvet, one of the fluffier blankets and a second pillow from his team before shooing them away.

The boy ended up keeping his cape, mumbling how it was warm. He tucked the boy in, before quietly exiting the room and turning off the light. He was pretty sure the King fell back to sleep before he even reached the light switch.

After the door shut, he made direct eye contact with John. "Constantine." They needed to figure out what the hell was going on.

[stachehand]

Dragon Ball Battle Powers (a different measurement method)

The first in a series of videos made for fun, by someone I figured could use more views.

Just to let you know ahead of time: this uses text-to-speech audio.

[clarissasbakery]

the FINAL 8 of BFDIA 💅

[mapledrawsarts]

BFDIA 17/TPOT 15 Doodles

[shebbart]

But, not enough.

_

TPOT episode so good you try an intimidating perspective.

[yennswishes1]

BFDI ART DUMP

[whatamistery]

bfdi artdump!

[sugarcoatedsilly]

Up next after BFDIA 18:

BFDI: TPOT 16: One's Public Execution

[demigods-posts]

that moment in tlh when annabeth has an exact timestamp down to the second for just how long she'd been looking for percy makes me wonder if she always has an internal clock for everything. and like. this is further reinforced when she's timed percy's morning routine with a minute to spare in cotg. or in tlt!book when she used physics to calculate the best time to jump off the boat in the thrill ride of love. call it "scheduling" and "time management" if you wanna. all i'm saying is owls have an internal biological clock and it isn't improbable to assume annabeth inherited that trait from her mother, the patron of owls herself.

[purpeltomato]

ship them lowkey

[just-null]

wrestling to be the first to greet you (they broke into your house)

[microknifeyuri]

object show hosts designs!

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[yurinesian]

the moon watches over you

[clarissasbakery]

BFB 1 comic practice 😚