#kamekameha

[tyote]

[quicksilver87]

The Very Lonely One a.k.a. Kamekameha I

[seoafin]

[70x1cnature]

I almost scrolled past but had to reboot for Will Smith’s trans-beam he’s shooting like it’s fucking Dragon Ball

[love-of-the-red-star]

That time I got reincarnated as an Aeon

Chapter One: Fuck it we ball!!

(Series)

Obligatory chapter warning: Violence (there’s a gunfight), description of blood, reader being a liiiitle dubious.

Maybe you shouldn’t have wondered how the crew even knew.

You had asked in the “acktually☝️” type of way— in layman’s terms, rather awkwardly.

Who could blame you? You were stuck in space with no human interaction for god knows how long with only your fellow eldritch horror looking gods that occasionally passed by for company.

Your brain may be incredibly big and fast now, but it didn’t mean you weren’t any less awkward. (Though you’re pretty sure you speak better than most of the Aeons— however, that’s just your opinion.)

“We could feel your energy.” That’s what Himeko said. “Well— our system did.”

“Okay?” You blinked, but then went cold when you realized having your energy levels out as Himeko told you meant that you were basically walking out with your fly open.

“The influx of energy isn’t allowing us to jump.” She added, and you understood now, it was like coming across a stellaron infested planet, except it’s worse because it’s God— one of them anyways, and not just some random piece of space cancer.

“Sorry.” You blurted out, then had an idea, wondering if that one bit in the show you watched in your world would help. “Can I get out of the train and excuse me for a bit? I’ll be right back, I’ll just uhhh… suck the energy in, if you know what I mean.” You pointed to the open door, and the stop that thankfully no one is occupying.

“Go ahead.” Himeko nodded, and you made your way out.

You took a deep breath and exhaled, then looked side to side to see if anyone is going to see what you’re pretty sure is going to be an embarrassing looking spectacle. Seeing as the coast was clear, you took a deep breath again and scrunched your face in concentration, adapting a kamekameha pose like Veldora had.

You then grasped at your energy that you now saw around you and crumpled it, until it became smaller and smaller to just enough to thankfully pass like a normal Joe.

A Joe that can fight, but a normal Joe regardless.

What you did was just basically return some of the energy you’ve poured into this projection back to your main body, not exactly holding it in. You’ve managed to succeed, thankfully without having to accidentally explode a planet.

You weren’t Nanook, and you weren’t going to plan becoming a 2.0 very soon. And now that you thought about it, you’re pretty sure they hate you— but when do they not hate anything enough to not destroy it?

Brushing your thoughts away, you returned to the parlor car, and Himeko blinked in surprise. “That was quick.” She told you.

“I know.” You said. “It was surprisingly easy.”

If she had seen what the hell you just did outside, she wasn’t going to say anything about it.

(You’re pretty sure she saw that, much to you wanting to shrivel on the inside like a raisin.)

“So uhh… anything else?”

Himself shook her head, then the parlor car door closed.

It was only the start of your journey.

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Seeing the stars through the window of the express had been a surreal experience. It’s strange, to be inside of a room— you almost forgot how it felt like to step on the ground or not smelling the radioactive scent of space. The parlor car smelled nice, nostalgic almost.

It was funny that you only took notice of that now when you were left to your thoughts in your projected body.

“I can’t believe I’m missing the smell of air freshener of all things.” You mumbled as you watched Pompom sweep the floors of the parlor.

Welt and Himeko were talking about something behind closed doors— probably about you. Honestly you can’t fault them for that, because even though you’d like to deny it, you were in fact a big deal.

A very big deal. An elephant, an obnoxious colored elephant, in the room.

You just hoped they’d come to a conclusion to give you time just enough to prove you mean well. And you really do mean well.

In the next 168 hours (god, that was such a weird way to call an entire week), you were assigned a room of your own.

In the game, you recalled there were only four rooms, but in this one, in reality, there were more. It would make sense, you thought as you observed your own room that’s still rather barren of decoration.

You could just think of what to place into it later.

Another 168 hours go by and you’re entertained by either the little music player in the parlor, or helping Pompom. You spoke to Himeko and Welt from time to time, but it felt Ike you were a bit… out of place. Now that you thought about it you realized they were far more mature than you were, and it wouldn’t be lie either.

While it was nice to have something close to a parental figure, you knew they couldn’t entertain whatever it was that you craved. You realized you’re surprisingly a bit more childish than you thought, especially for a cosmic entity.

You were starting to feel a little antsy though, and decided you’d go back to your main body for a while to fuck around— yeah, you should do that, you thought as you nodded to yourself.

You stood from your bed and made your way out of your room to find either Himeko or Welt so you could tell them you’d be leaving for a while.

Pompom seemed to pout a little at the thought of your absence when you spoke to them about it, but their emotions were quelled when you had mentioned promising them trinkets.

You bid the three farewell, and your body eventually dissipated.

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“What the fork are you looking at me for, darlin’?”

Oh wow. You thought as you blinked. “Nothing, I just thought you look rather… interesting, that’s all.” You said. You meant to say handsome, but you didn’t want to be creepy to the cyborg as much as you loved him. It was a little embarrassing to admit now, considering that he was just as real as you were, that you were probably his biggest fan.

“What brings someone like you in a place like this? You don’t fudging look like you’d be into the shady business, unless…” He doesn’t finish the sentence, taking a swing of the strong smelling shot of whiskey handed over to him by the bartender.

How did you even end up here? Simple, you got bored in the parlor car.

You left the express, went to your body, chose a random planet and saw Boothill and decided to make an appearance because why not? It wasn’t exactly everyday you would get to interact with a cool cowboy (probably the coolest space cowboy), so you made the spontaneous decision to simply appear as you were in this little.. town and entered the tavern.

“I got bored.” You said, swirling the drink on your hand that would undoubtedly send you to a hospital for alcohol poisoning had you been an actual human. You took an entire gulp and made a face afterwards. Boothill laughed.

“How do you even enjoy this? It tastes like battery acid and fire.” You grimaced, but you took more sips of the drink despite your own comment. “Anyways, I was bored, and I saw this place and thought: hmmm why not? It feels weirdly liberating in a way.” You confessed.

“Not that much of a stickler for rules despite being dressed like a goody two shoes huh? That’s fudging funny.” The glass clinked, and Boothill’s attention still remained on you funnily enough.

“I’m not nice.” You frowned. “I just dress like this because it’s nice to pretend to be a pretentious bastard sometimes. Plus, it’s cute.” You bristle, and he only smiled at you.

You found that Boothill’s surprisingly way too easy to speak to.

“Sure, sure.” He waved a hand. He doesn’t believe you, and in the far corners of your mind you heard Aha’s laughter. Great, you inwardly groaned, but at least it was just Aha. Then you realized they might just fuck around with you AND have people know you’re an Aeon so they could look at you— maybe not today, but at some point in time.

You felt your lips thin at the thought.

Your attention snapped back to Boothill when you saw him glance at a few people, probably lackeys, in a way that you could describe as nasty. Then you suddenly remembered the posters outside in passing.

“Hey darlin, you might wanna hide your pretty face under the table right now. There’s about to be fork load of bullets, don’t want any one of them grazing your face.” Boothill muttered over to you. And you realizing what was happening and what he was going to do, you played along, slowly sliding under the table as he took out a gun. “‘Bout time these motherfudgers showed up.”

It didn’t take two seconds and hell broke loose.

You felt bad for the bartender.

Patrons screamed and some women ran out as you heard gunshots, and suddenly you felt the urge to poke your head out of the table to see the action. It wasn’t like you’d die if a bullet hit you, it would be embarrassing for an Aeon to die by a mere bullet.

You whistled, then gaped as you witnessed this absolute unit of a man literally moonwalk his way out of the bullets. You felt like a little kid watching an action movie, except you had front seats, and this was very much reality.

“Behind you!” You warned Boothill, and he made a show of shooting the lackey (that you now recognized was an IPC grunt) in a way that got you clapping with joy. “Beat their ass mister! Fuck ‘em up!” You cheered, and one of the grunts tried coming for you instead. You weren’t a coward though, and instead grabbed a chair and threw it as hard as you could.

You heard a grunt and a really ugly crack that you know that definitely wasn’t the wooden chair. “Eugh.” You cringed, feeling a little bad about co-signing the man’s obituary but coming for you with a weapon in hand was just natural selection waiting to happen.

Now that you were out of the bag, you grabbed another heavy chair and decided you’d give Boothill an easier time by helping. “I don’t know what’s going on, but damn I feel bad for the owner of the establishment.” You said loudly through the sound of gunshots, Boothill laughed again as another man had been shot down.

“Yap later darlin! You should worry about the side of your fudging head first!” Just as he said that, you threw the chair at one of the final three lackeys. And like the other one who you took out, this one too went out to board his one way ticket to god.

The establishment had gone completely quiet aside from your breathing and the sound of Boothill’s engine quietly whirring.

“Is it over?” You asked, hopeful.

“Yep.” The cyborg drawled.

You released a sympathetic “oof” at the state of the tavern though. “This place is a wreck.” You said flatly.

“Don’t worry too much about that, they’ll take care of it.”

“Okay….” You exhaled. “Wow.. that was.. a lot.” You eyed the bodies, frowning as you prayed your default appearance won’t end up in a wanted poster. Scratch that, it probably would.

“Didn’t know you’re darn crazy like that though.” Boothill spoke, patting off the nonexistent dust off of his pistol.

“Yeah sorry.” You muttered, then clearing your throat. “I felt bad for them but I realized they’re capitalists for a certain corporate office. They can go die in a ditch.” You shrugged, you don’t grieve this time, maybe you would at some point in the future when you’re wiser.

“Also, it wouldn’t hurt to help a friend out I think.” You said, though you’re uncertain as to how Boothill would react to such a sentence.

“Oh fudge me sideways, care to shake my hand? The name’s Boothill.” He grinned, teeth sharp like a shark’s as he held out his metal hand for you to grasp.

Oh I know very well who you are, you thought, not that he would ever know that. You grasp his hand and introduced yourself, happy that he actually likes you.

You eventually had to part ways with him for the day, having each other as contacts through the phone (Welt was kind enough to give you one of your own) so you could keep in touch.

You ended up spending the remainder of your time in that little town looking around for souvenirs to pocket just for Pompom. Now where did you get your money? It’s a little mean, but you looted them off of the IPC bodies.

It’s blood money, but it’s money regardless. And if the people who initially owned it were rich and dead? Then you don’t have to feel bad about pocketing it, you were free to do as you wanted.

Getting back to the parlor car was easy, making your presence known to the beloved little conductor who very much anticipated your presents.

“[Name], where’d you get the money to buy all this?” Welt asked as he inspected the personalized mug you gave him. (It was a neat wooden mug with his name carved on it, Himeko had one of her own too.)

You merely smiled innocently.

Welt sighed, he shouldn’t have asked.

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Part I, Part II (HERE), Part III, Part IV, Part V, Part VI, Part VII, Part VIII….

AAAND THATS A WRAP UP FOR THE CHAPTER FOLKS! And yes, reader is a litttle unhinged (curse being a cosmic entity, they’re a little dubious as a treat). And YES they’re a big Boothill fan (like me), like come on who doesn’t wanna hang around a cool space cowboy who has a censored vocabulary of a COD lobby?

[tobiasdrake]

Did Master Roshi actually teach anyone the Kamehameha to anyone? Or did it become the turtle hermit signature move because all of his students independently stole it from him?

The latter. So far as we know, the Muten-Roshi has never successfully taught the Kamehameha to anyone in his entire career.

It's not super clear whether Roshi ever taught the Kamehameha to his apprentices Gohan and Gyumao (or "Ox Demon King"). Gyumao is fairly inconclusive; He needed Roshi to put out the fire at Frypan Mountain, but his A-plan was to use a magic fan to create winds, not a ki blast to blow it up. So there's no evidence that he knows the technique, but no evidence that he doesn't either. That can go either way.

When the Muten-Roshi first performed the technique at Frypan Mountain, Goku reacted like he'd never seen this before.

Gohan never used it in front of Goku. But he does know how to perform the technique; That much was confirmed at Uranai Baba's tournament.

So we can probably put him down for having learned it from the Muten-Roshi. That's one, at least. He certainly didn't learn it in the afterlife; Unlike Goku, he did not take his body with him so he could go study martial arts. He's living it up in Buddhist Heaven, having as good a time as his accumulated karma affords him.

Gohan is enjoying his retirement from the mortal coil. So he most certainly learned the Kamehameha the "normal" way.

His adopted kid, on the other hand, famously cribbed the Kamehameha from Roshi right then on that day at Frypan Mountain.

OKAY BUT WHY THE CAR THO

GOKU

GOKU WHY

The other Kame-senryu students weren't as quick on the uptake as Goku... but only in the sense that it took them three years instead of five seconds to learn this technique that takes fifty years to master. Yamcha unveiled his first Kamehameha at the 22nd Tenkaichi Budokai, startling their master.

He'd worked it out at some point during his and Krillin's training together and kept it to himself, so he could unveil it here at the tournament.

Not to be outdone, Krillin took Yamcha's accomplishment as motivation to figure out the technique mid-fight during his match with Chiaotzu.

Seeing everyone else suddenly breaking out Kamehamehas left and right, Tenshinhan decided to also do one just for shits and giggles.

He wasn't impressed.

Many years later, Cell would reveal his ability to use the Kamehameha as a form of shocking foreshadowing.

He never learned the technique, so much as he recalled it through his genetic memory or something.

Cell's abilities are weird.

At the Cell Games, Gohan unveils his very first Kamehameha. He most certainly learned it from Goku, either during their three years of Android training or during the one year in the Room of Spirit and Time. He didn't get to fight anyone prior to the Cell Games so it's not super clear when exactly he picked it up, but he did.

It's at this point that the meaning of what the Kamehameha even is drifts, as naturally occurs when a student takes their master's art and makes it their own. To Goku, Krillin, and Yamcha, the Kamehameha is their master's signature technique and thus necessarily a core part of their own styles.

But for Gohan, it's not the Muten-Roshi's technique; It's Goku's technique. So it fits that this battle, the battle over Goku's legacy between his son and his clone who embodies his life's journey, is where Gohan finally takes the Kamehameha and makes it his own.

The same is true of his other son, Goten, who attempted to perform the Kamehameha during the 25th Tenkaichi Budokai's Junior Division, though he mispronounced it.

According to Goten, he'd just learned the "Kamekameha" recently. It's likely that Gohan taught it to him.

Which brings us to the last person ever to learn the technique:

Majin Buu cribbed it off of Goku.

All things considered... a couple of people do seem to have picked up the technique by being trained in it but overall, I think Tenshinhan had the right of it when he called it an elementary move that's easy to master. At least for a cast of super-prodigies.

The Kamehameha is not a very impressive technique in the grand scheme of things. It's outclassed in power by stronger concentration techniques like the Makankosappo/Special Beam Cannon, the Galick Gun, Final Flash, and especially the Kikoho/Tri-Beam.

What the Kamehameha really has going for it is its versatility. It forms the basis for a variety of clever tricks and variations over the course of the series, especially in the hands of the ever-adaptable and ever-creative Son Goku. It's basic, but Goku more than anyone knows the value of mastering your basics.

[incorrectringsofpower]

Season 2 Episode 8 liveblog reaction notes (spoilers behind the cut)

- Sad dwarf time :( - Durin :(((( - Don't wear a riiiiiiing - Why hallo there Durin's Bane! Ever wondered where that name comes from? - Oh he removed the ring ;_; - Now that's a poster shot! - Checkbox on predicting King Durin's death! RIP. - DON'T TRUST HIM FFS - JOIN ME AND TOGETHER WE CAN RULE THIS GALAXY, GANDALF - Not the Stoors :((( - Hwat the fuck are you doing, Eärien? - Oh Catholic schism time, fun! - ANÁRION SEASON 3? DID THEY FINALLY REMEMBER HE HAS ANOTHER CHILD? THAT THEY HAVEN'T MENTIONED ALL SEASON UNTIL NOW? - Míriel nooooo my beloved doomed ship :((( - NARSIL FINALLY - God Lloyd Owen is doing the most to make it clear he also ships it lmao - Ah right. Eregion is still quite doomed. - GALADRIEL OUR BELOVED - Ooh Sauron eye motif via the sun! - Ah boob ring pouch has finally come back. - Oh Celebrimbor :( - This is deeply upsetting. - OH GOD THEY ARE GONNA FOLLOW THE SILM HUH - TITLE DROP TIME - 2nd predicted death that everyone expected ngl - Lol wow the angsty single tear as he yet again uses the many names line - ISILDUR - THEO - Dead mom angst :'( - So yeah he is gonna return to utter chaos back at home and his dad on the run, huh? - Well this is hella awkward. Maxim pines for all of his love interests with the biggest puppy eyes. - Estrid you could break it off with Hagen. - FUCKING KEMEN. YOU RUIN EVERYTHING YOU FUCKING ASS. - FUCKING LIAR WHO LIES. - BEREK BEST BOI! - ESTRID DON'T GO I THINK YOU'RE GONNA BE HUMAN SACRIFICED. - NOT THE HORSE. - OHHHH FLAMES ON THE SIDE OF MY FACE!!! - Why aren't you showing your face, Adar? Huh? - PRETTY ELF ADAR PREDICTION WAS TRUE - lol the Nolduruk shippers are gonna have a field day - TAKE THE BLOODY RING FIRST THEN ANGST! - I'm really sorry to the Adar stans. This is gonna be rough. - Ooh my wild card prediction for Glûg and the orcs was true! Gotta do a narrative parallel to the first episode. - Shoulda run while you could, Galadriel. - Sauron vs Galadriel round 2! - Well yeah, Galadriel, fascists think purging and razing is cleaning. - Fuck this not gooooood. - Of course Elrond would try to prevent a book burning. Very in-character for him. - Where is Duriiiiin? - Lol again parallels to the last finale - HOT BISHOUNEN SAURON - LMAO - THIS IS GREAT ACTUALLY - HORRIFIC BUT GREAT - The way is shut, it was made by those who are dead, etc. - NOT THE TITS! RUDE! - Okay so that's how he gets the Nine. Figures lol. Not boob fondling but boob stabbing. - ARONDIR STAY ALIVE BUDDY - Poor Elrond still can't see his friend :( - OOOH SECOND ELWING MOMENT THIS SEASON? -Aww I wanted her to kamekameha him on the way down! - Ah fuck I was hoping my wild card guess of Glûg dying would be wrong. Ah well. Robert Strange will be back! - ARONDIR WAS THE FIRST TO GET TO HER YES - Ooh ring magic healing! Just not as we expected. - Elrooooond buddy the ring! - Ugh he seems so haunted by having to be a ring-bearer, even temporarily. Angst x1000 for his future. - Oh Poppy :( - This is upsettiiiiing - MOTHERFUCKER STOLE FEANOR'S HAMMER I HATE U - "Grand-elf" okay that's funnier than Stick-elf I guess - Noriiiii :'( - So depressing that the Stoors had to leave everything. - Aha! A branch from the tree of the Stoors as predicted, eh? - Hi Tom, you missed a lot. Where is your wife? - Tom: What did you think this was? Hogwarts? - Hallo not!Saruman! - VALLEY NORTH OF HERE? RIVENDELL?! - Poor Durin :( - WHY IS THE RING STILL THERE DAMMIT - CRAFTY EVIL LITTLE THING - lmao Gil-galad "my great-aunt is source of all my migraines" - Aww Elrond got at least one smile this season! - Arondir being alive as well as Merimac and Gundabale makes me so happy ngl - Elrond really, really wants to open a B&B - Oh hey Vorohil didn't die. Thank god. Would have liked Rían to live as well, but :/ - (Wait is Camnir still alive?) - Oh a puppy survived! - Will say, Gil-galad is much improved by the armor. - Lady Galadriel in a white dress implies stuff for the next season, I should think? - RIVENDELL SEASON 3 I BEG

[the-penguinspy]

awesome piece, found the artist on twitter!! :)

Artist: @ShipwrightA

[maletofujoshi]

THIS IS NOT DARK SOULS 2. WHAT. what do you do when ur standard drangleic rank and file and ur on the front lines and you see someone with the fucking kamekameHA coming at you

[ofdarklands]

RELEASE HIM!!!

mitr'a is being driven by a murderous desire to never ever get in the robots again.

actually i think he'd have to be stopped from just blowing the mark 2 right up

since when can the robot do kamekameha's??

mitr'a:

mitr'a, to gaius: i'm leaving

correct reaction to tataru

all very sweet but why is this canvas horizontal when it clearly should have been vertical

[jeffwatches]

DragonBall episodes 6-8

I figure Bulk reviews are the best and easiest way to do this so from here on out Bulk updates are what's gonna happen. Master Roshi is a very interesting character ruined by the fact that he's very perverted.Honestly starting to feel bad for Bulma with the BS she's going through. Its kinda weird. Almost everyone is very pervy.

ChiChi is added to the story she really wants to be Goku's future wife. She's not too interesting so far just there.She is the daughter of the Ox King. This Giant guy. He has a cool design.Everyone in this anime has cool designs.

Yamucha is sorta on the journey, but is also going his own way. He's sort of helpful yet is in the way. Yamucha is cool. The most interesting development so far is Goku learning to Kamekameha from Roshi. The kid is evolving quick. The story is getting more interesting as each episode goes by. Hopefully it keeps me interested and continues it upward mobility and gets less pervy. The Journey continues.

[visionthefox]

It's the Crouching Moron Hidden Badass trope except Sun is not a moron and he's gonna two-hand kamehameha-eldritch blast Creator next time that jerk pops up to harass everyone I really hope Sun is the one that beats the Creator, because it would be so ironic for the person the Creator thinks the least of to kick that man's sorry butt into next week

BROO BROO THAT WOULD BE SO ICONIC! FINALLY SOME SUN ACTIONS! AFTER SO MANY MONTHS ON BEING IN THE SHADOWS! HE BE KICKING RUIN AND CREATOR ASS , NO MORE CRINGE SHIT, HE JUST WALKS IN, SHOOT BAM BAM ,AND LEAVES bro I just want Sun to actually have a cool momen, the whole "kamekameha" was sooo cringe.. im sorry he needs better And hes not even my fav!

[yonemurishiroku]

Hii Yone! wut you think of this Headcanon?

Nico can fire soul beams from his hands since

As in he can use the energy from his soul for fire an energy beam

I mean, Hades canonically fired something similar in TLO (at Nico, no shit). I'm not putting up past Nico to do the same, now should I?

An orb of energy might sound more fitting than a beam tho bc I'm srsly picturing Nico doing the Sen Goku pose with Kamekameha and I can't stop wheezing please---Ponii why must you hurt me in this way like if you think about it: Nico's hands sinking in his chest as he plucks the ball of energy out of his soul/essence. And then throws it at his enemies. Burns them with the coldness of his soul. Absolutely stunning.

[nostalgicat173]

Evil booping is so 3wesome, I feel like I'm powering up 3 K3mek3meh3

Evil booping is so awesome, I feel like I'm powering up a Kamekameha

[aroace-number-eight]

📂

do you have any for nine?

Nine watched Dragon Ball Z and for the longest time thought he was gonna get a super laser Legacy so he can do a Kamekameha. No one else but Sandor knew this

Ask game!

[zhongrin]

I go the magical fairy otter man and my friend and I found out you can hover using neuvi and it looks silly

also here:

magical fairy otter man wheeze

'hover' as in?? his kamekameha charged attack stance??

i read that image as 'backpain-something' and i snorted hskdjsldj ✨language✨