AllTheOthers

You bet. I almost exclusively utilize homebrew. I get very inspired some times, and since there aren't a lot of worlds that interest me already out there, I've always enjoyed working on my own.

Seems like the stuff I enjoy isn't popular, or other people simply haven't put in the thought to make them. Whatever the reason may be, there is a distinct absence. So, between my custom house-rules and my own special world, I've managed to craft something that is almost exactly in the image of what I'd enjoy to be a part of. It's just a shame that I'm the one that has to run it.

You can create your perfect world, write your perfect history, and make your perfect characters. People will say that perfection is impossible, but they are just lying. What you truthfully cannot do is be a part of that world once you've made it.

You created it, know everything about it, and you'll never get that sense of wonderment from being immersed within it. You can never experience it for the first time, because the first time you thought of it was the first time you experienced it. And for me, I thought of all my ideas long before I wrote them down.

However, the joys I feel as others unravel the mysteries of my settings fill me with almost as much fulfillment as I gained when I first wrote it. To hear others have interest in the kinds of stories that I like grants me such an incredible hope for humanity.

Not that my particular tastes are perfect, but I'll just say that my ability to relate to others dwindled when I learned that my favorite stories and concepts weren't only unpopular, but some of them are even shunned by science.

I could delve into that, but the Common Unconsciousness Theory is a whole thing unto itself that would take far too long to elaborate on, and I would explain it all wrong.

Anyways, thanks a ton for the appreciation and the question. I'm really flattered when people ask me stuff like this. In terms of beginning D&D, I began simply by writing a story and asking people to play through it. I learned the rules as I went with a rulebook open at my side the entire time, scanning through each time someone asked to do something. I got a grasp of it very quickly. It was grand, and super fun.

My last post was more than half a year ago, and I haven't had a lot of time to do much of anything.

Good news is; I'm on the way to a happier life.

Bad news is, I don't have a lot of time, and I'm in a creative rut.

That's right! I've written a lot of fanfiction under different names throughout my time as a writer. If you frequent /x, you've read some of my stories. If you watch "SPOOKY 4CHAN STORIES" videos, you've heard some of my stories. If you frequent creepypasta circles, you've read stories influenced by some of my stories. I can't and am not comfortable sharing those specific stories. But I can say I've given remaking bad creepypastas with good writing a try, and my Jeff the Killer rewrite project is seen as one of the best versions of that story by trusted peers in the community.

That is all to say; I am a writer. I write. It's what I do. I'll never stop, I wish I could do it as a job. Self publishing is fucking hard. So on so forth little baby complaining blah blah wah wah.

Alright, lets get to it.

Dragon Ball O

We're going to be continuing it. I viewed it as a fun way to write funny stuff and make subtle jokes about fanfiction. I mean, you saw that I included the "I'm not like other girls" trope in the last one, and when I showed my girlfriend and she read it, I was so beyond happy. I feel like I could've made Toriyama proud with that one. Even one laugh is worth it, after all. I was hinting a lot at the Z fighters and their overall importance to the story. That isn't changing. I'll keep writing Dragon Ball O when I get opportunities, but as of right now it isn't exactly on my mind. That is why I saw it fit to make this post. I don't think you'll be getting a new chapter of it for a little while.

BUT!

You might get new stuff! We'll see. I'll probably be finishing a lot of old projects. Ever since I met the love of my life, I've really felt lost and alone when she isn't physically by my side. It makes me feel the need to work extremely hard so that I can feel accomplished at the end of the day. So, whatever happens you will still be getting stuff.

I'll be making a return to voice acting too, so hopefully I'll be releasing some stuff on my youtube soon. Right now, sinus problems. That means I can't talk good, so, we gotta wait a few days for that to clear or I need majorly strong sinus meds.

I'm back. I've been VERY busy. Lots and LOTS of super personal stuff. I'm surviving though, and I've met some amazing people through my D&D work and so I have to come back here and make an official post for the first time in forever. Time to talk about new shit

D&DB:Z | The Statblock dilemma.

Yeah, I know, I said I'd try to have them ready, and they aren't... In fact I'm so late that it is insane. I have not even started work on that. But, it is looking like I might have the time. With hopefully work coming soon for lil' ol' me, I'll likely have to leave campaigns and stop DMing some of them, and I'll use that extra time to write more. We'll see what happens, but I have a hunch a job will be coming soon. I'm applying to about 3 jobs daily average, and I'm bound to get something some day. Even though America and my area in particular are failing due to government incompetence and corruption, this isn't new, it happened before in 2008, and it'll keep happening the longer the system is the way it is. Congress is bad, senate is bad, the president isn't as much of an issue as people like to pretend it is, and people need to start actually voting for what matters for everyone, not what they think will benefit the country in whatever arbitrary way that they are mislead about. Politics = Bad rant aside...

L.U.R.K.E.R.

LURKER actually started running long before I finished it. I've only been adding to it as we've been running the game, but LURKER is the reason I met the woman who I hope to make my wife. She singlehandedly restored my faith in women, so, ladies, you owe my girl some thanks for saving your rep. You all seriously have some major issues you need to work out, big time.

So yeah, I love LURKER, I love it a lot and my players do too. We had our first nearly full party wipe with only one character actually surviving! It was awesome AF.

LURKER is my spiritual successor to Valkrest, which was also based (far more loosely) on STALKER and specifically roadside picnic. The idea that aliens could leave garbage on our planet that is so advanced was a marvel to me. And so I'm very happy LURKER is doing as well as it is.

New Stuff

Everything below this line is gonna talk about new stuff i've been making.

Diamond Days

Diamond Days is a campaign setting with some minor homebrew majorly inspired by cartoons with a return to status quo at the end of each episode. This way, all the players can tell their own stories in the world without effecting another persons story. Yeah, revolving DM's. It's badass as fuck. BUT, we have a few too few players, and I wanted one-two more. Bummer, but hey, whatever.

The Patrons Game

My newest project is The Patrons Game. A game that Gods play on Mortals to influence the world. It takes place in a modern setting almost exactly like ours. Here's a brief summary...

The Gods are those which play The Patrons Game. Gods are ranked in a hierarchy based on power. The stronger the God, the higher up it is in authority. Additionally, there is the aspect of Corruption. Corruption occurs when a God interacts with a mortal directly. Such as giving it Power through a Patron Contract, or Cursing it as punishment. Corruption is more effective the stronger a God is. However, the opposite is also true. The weaker a God is, the less Corruption can affect it. And so, the Gods which play The Patrons Game by directly serving as links between mortals and Gods are the weakest Gods, known as Lesser Gods, or Daemons. Daemons are considered the weakest of the Gods, but they are the most ‘down to earth’ so to speak. They are the only Gods which can converse directly with mortals, create Contracts, and even manifest physically, along with so much more. However, this isn’t the only thing Daemons do. Daemons serve as an interface between Greater Gods and The Patrons Game. Allowing even the strongest of Gods to enact their influence over the world without risking Corruption. By choosing a Daemon as their Patron, a Greater God can tell that Daemon what to do. Then the Daemon can tell its mortal Patrons what to do.

Essentially the party will be a group of modern individuals who are contacted by Daemons to play The Patrons Game. Getting amazing rewards in exchange, such as keeping the power your contract gives you. Imagine being a level 20 5e class in the real world, and that is what is potentially on the table here. Yeah. Huge shit. But of course, the world doesn't know about this stuff, and thus they have to keep it a secret! Stay out of the spotlight, else the worlds militaries might seek you out and capture your ass, and if you can't complete your contract... Welllllllll, you aren't playing the game anymore.

I'm excited to run it, because it is unlike anything I've ever run. And my favorite part? The little amount of work I have to do for it right now. I plan to add specific powers as the campaign goes. And so it is kind of happening whenever I feel like.

ALRIGHT! SO, this is the first official update of LURKER! I won't be posting the Google Doc just yet. But I wanted to come out and let you know what's done.

Factions

Factions are done! The way factions work is done! You need to wear a patch, or people hate you, the patch you wear is the faction you are assumed to be a part of, unless you have a reputation with another faction.

Artefacts

Artefacts are outlined and about ready!

Items

Items are outlined! we will have alcohol, cigarettes, food, and drinks! I'm partially porting over alcohol and cigarettes from my previous campaign "Tobacco and Firearms" a wild west survival campaign. So it should work pretty well.

Anomalies

Anomalies are added! there are hazards throughout the zone that I can just pick up and drop down anywhere, and they'll appear frequently in combat! :O

Mutants

Most of the mutants are done. There will be both fewer mutants from the series, but also a few homebrew mutants to help LURKER fit into the concepts of D&D.

Weapons

Weapons themselves, combat rules, and additional or altered properties to base 5e are all done. For instance, we're using Unwieldy, an optional property from base 5e. But we're adding stuff like Backblast, Tunnel Vision, Crewed, Optic, Overheat, Rapid Fire, Spread, Automatic Fire, Penetration, Variable Penetration, and we're reworking Load and Reload since the firearm rules of base 5e are

SHIT!!!!!!!

Armors

Suits are done until further notice. Additional armor mechanics have been added!

Vehicles

"ATO's Pat & Crew Based Vehicle Combat" is almost ready! And pretty much done.

Character Creation

Subclasses

The outlines for the subclasses are ready to be filled out. There will be Trooper Fighter, Mutated Barbarian, Anomaly Hunter Rogue, Gunslinger Monk, Zone Guide Ranger, and Zonecraft Druid.

Backgrounds

Backgrounds are outlined, and about ready! We'll have a LOT! based on Scar, Strelok, Skif, and yes, even Degtyarev.

Proficiency

Proficiencies have been added! A homebrew ruleset from my personal house rules called "Other's 'Learn a Skill.' " has been added. It'll let you earn XP towards getting a proficiency and work towards it during downtime. You can also gain an expertise through this method, though it's very hard, and subject to change. It was designed with a campaign that would take multiple years to complete in mind, LURKER is not designed to take multiple years, so it's being adapted.

Artefact Spellcasting.

There will be spells, but you'll need Artefacts, spellslots are pretty much gone! That does mean some things, and I won't spoil it because I want you to find out on your own... But, Artefacts are leveled 1-9, and you can find them, buy them, hold onto them, use them for their benefits, or use them to cast spells. You need artefact storage for artefacts that will radiate you or others.

Notes

This is gonna be a survival setting in a pre-established world with a pre-established map, pre-established lore, but it's going to have no restrictions. I wanna be super clear. Besides Artefact spell casting, you can be anything you want in all my settings. It's just not recommended that you go with stuff like "Astral Self Monk" or something. You will want to go for the ranged classes, and want to go for the homebrew stuff. Guns are stronger than swords by a mile, we all know that. And you don't want to be stuck as a paladin who can do a max of 170 damage per turn when you are fighting a Tank. You won't be able to penetrate it's armor, smite or not.

An important note...

The art and works of Toriyama are, well art, and art is subjective. But taking another persons art, appropriating it to spread the message you think is appropriate, I don't think that's okay. That is using someone else's intellectual property and ideas in order to try and push a usually false agenda that you promote out of insecurity or virtue signaling. I logged in today and I saw a political meme using Launch as the format that legitimately threatened the lives of people who rightfully had their own beliefs. That makes me sad beyond words, not for the scumbag that did it, they'll either learn to be better or get what's coming for trying to be the thought police. But it makes me sad for a genuinely amazing and lighthearted artist who one day just wanted to make a gag manga he could be proud of.

Well, Toriyama, you did it. You did something amazing, and transcended art and culture. You made a world so well thought out and detailed that we can sit here today and write stories about what would happen if something was only slightly different.

What I do, explore the unique possibilities that exist within the world of dragon ball based on pre-existing information as well as Toriyama's own writing. That's not propaganda, I'm not trying to push an agenda. I'm trying to give my own personal writing touch to a very special series.

I shouldn't have to talk about why it isn't okay to force beliefs on people, especially when those beliefs involve killing something. You can't force a man to be a vegetarian, you can't force a man to eat meat. And it isn't always right to try and find a middle ground. What right is it of yours to push that on others?

I understand. In issues of human rights, things get heated. But your freedom ends as another persons begins. And there is no gray area in that. A person is a person. Every man woman and child with a pulse.

Be people to each other, not monsters, don't threaten people who believe differently than you, and don't try to use Dragon Ball to do it. I haven't blocked many people, but I will admit that image made me so sad I had to block that person. I digress, let's get into our wacky comedic dragon ball fan fiction about Gohan & the side cast.

Chapter 6.5, Put to Bed.

As Krillin emerges from the room of Spirit & Time, so does a mist of hot steamy air, the distinct stench of sweat covers the lookout for the first time in a long time. It had been nearly a year since the Z-fighters had last trained here. And even then, they never worked up this much of a sweat. To say Krillin had gotten a workout in there would be an understatement. He must've fought Moo for weeks, maybe months.

But they were both alive, and their built up respect for one another kept the two from unfairly killing each other.

Krillin and Kami got to talking, and Kami remarked how the dots on Krillin's head were in the same place as Majin Moo's steam holes. Krillin chuckles, "Oh yeah!" and then Kami points out Krillin's lack of nose, which he also has in common with Majin Moo.

"Hey, I'm sensitive about my nose." Krillin relents.

"And I'm sensitive about awful smells Krillin, but you wouldn't know how awful it smells." Says Kami

Krillin & Kami share a laugh with the shrunken and sleeping Majin Moo not even stirring slightly. Wrapped in Krillin's dirty old beater jacket, Majin Moo seems to be so satisfied.

Krillin explained how they fought, how it was always respectful. And even if death drew close, he could sense Moo never intended harm. Only fun. That Majin only wanted to play.

"Oh shoot, look at the time. I have a conference tomorrow! I gotta go, can you take Moo back to his uh... Walnut?"

"Wall...Nut?" Kami asks, confused, taking the jacket wrapped Moo.

"Yeah, you'll know it when you see it! It's made out of something really hard, I mean, it's the hardest stuff I've ever seen!" Krillin says, and waves goodbye as he leaves the lookout, heading back home.

Kami sighs and leaves the lookout in order to insure the safety of humanity from the powerful Majin Moo. He finds Popo and asks him to check if Korin has any Sensu Beans. He heard Roshi may need them, and that he was doing something seriously intense. But he wasn't sure when the Z Fighters would be back, and if they'd need them.

Kami left the Lookout, Moo in his care. And arrived back at the massive magic walnut. He marveled at the thing and how interesting it was that it arrived on the planet without him even realizing. Kami was wondering if perhaps he was beginning to grow lax... Maybe King Piccolo had the right idea in restoring his own youth. The thought was cut short, as he was putting the jacket wrapped Moo into the walnut, he heard a crunch in the nearby bushes. Again he hadn't sensed anything, but when he looked he saw a familiar face. Dr. Gero realized he had been caught, and tried to run. But Kami appeared in front of him. Gero yelped and fell back in fright. Basically seeing the Demon King again scared the crap out of him and for valid reason. Gero was alive and in the city when Piccolo threatened to blow up the entire thing.

"P-Please! Don't kill me! I can make you stronger!" Gero pleaded. It's as if Gero had known what he was thinking.

Kami peered down at Gero, and was visibly intrigued by what he said "Kill you? Aren't you the evil doctor which made androids for the Red Ribbon? I don't supposed you are much of a threat after Red Ribbon disbanded. I won't kill you."

"Oh-..." Gero paused and thought for a moment, as if planning what he could say next.

"What were you doing near the walnut?" He asked. As if the walnut heard itself being mentioned, it resealed and flew away rapidly, leaving a trail of blue like a shooting star which illuminated the field. Kami could've sworn he saw eyes peering at him from the tall grass... Gero slowly stood and Kami looked back, realizing he was quite imposing. Gero was quite the big man, even at his age.

"Well, it's made of a very strong material and I believe I could recreate it if I knew the formula... That said, it's gone now. So I won't be doing that unless it left a piece behind."

Kami sighs, "I'm glad you are still interested in sciences. I myself find technology quite interesting. Perhaps I could pay you a visit some time and talk."

Gero found this kindness rather odd, "You aren't King Piccolo, are you? And how did you know who I am?" Gero questioned.

"No, I'm not Piccolo. And I actually know who you are because of Son Goku. I'm sure you remember the name." Kami says almost sadly

"I do... I definitely remember the name Son Goku." He spits with vitriol. "An evil force, nothing but destruction in the name of selfish gain. Lives were lost because of Goku..." He grimaces

Kami looks saddened but understands...

"And his son." He further elaborates, but the vitriol for Goku turns into fear of Gohan.

"Watching him train with that little brat, seeing their power rise. Even his wife is a monument to the human condition. It's terrifying. I seek to remedy the imbalance of power on this planet, and rid the world of such evils." Gero elaborates.

"Well, I've known Goku for some time, and I can assure you he isn't evil. However you are onto something with his child. Son Gohan wasn't given the same... 'Therapy' as Goku. If you were to give me the time of day, I could explain some of Goku's actions. Perhaps even remedy any pains caused by his misdeeds." Kami stated, sympathizing with Gero's fears...

"You opened by saying you could make me stronger, I find that an odd choice of words... What exactly did you mean?"

Gero and Kami enter into a long and intriguing dialogue about androids, machinery, and cyborgs. Kami explains his most recent developments which Kami is surprisingly able to keep up with due to his impressive worldly knowledge. Quite a few books up on the lookout, and quite a bit of time to read them.

Eventually, Kami looks up, his eyes fading into a thousand yard stare...

"Stand still." Kami says, holding his hand out at Gero, as if he's about to blast him with Ki. But no blast comes, and Gero decides to trust this 'Namekian...'

Popo appears, reporting back about the status of the Sensu Beans, there are still many. He took the liberty of collecting them. Kami nods, "Yes, I think we'll be needing them soon." He looks to Gero. But Popo can't see anything. Kami has made Gero invisible.

Gero smiles, feeling strange... Feeling a new opportunity opening up.

After Popo leaves, Kami and Gero speak for the remainder of the night, and they come to a deal.

"Krillin has had his fighting spirit reignited. And Roshi needs further training. I like the sound of these androids of yours... I liked what you said earlier, making me stronger. I don't know if it's the way you meant, but we can work something out Dr."

Kami and Gero come to an understanding. They'll talk, elaborate on the past, come to understand each other, share knowledge. And in exchange, Gero will play the villain for Krillin and Roshi, making stronger Androids with Kami's help, and use them to train the two. And maybe even train Kami himself...

The morning after, Krillin is at his political conference, winning the votes of the people and getting into the gnitty gritty that his political opponents are too afraid of. Shockingly, Krillin taking solid stances on controversial topics works out for him. And his empathetic methods allow people to relate to him, as he relates to them. As far as a politician goes, Krillin is the best one the world has seen thus far. His chances at becoming the king of the world are high. Then Bulma won't be the only one with connections in high places. That's when Krillin gets a telepathic message from Kami about androids! The red ribbon are back! But Roshi is holding them off for now, arrive quickly!

The rest is history. Krillin & Roshi growing stronger together, Roshi even finding ways to make himself appear even younger. His further training granting him further youthfulness. Quickly, the sensu beans dry up. And Kami often finds himself dipping into them himself. His old age is making his regeneration weaker... He thinks that maybe it's time to use his Dragon Balls for something selfish. It wouldn't be the first time he's been selfish about the Dragon Balls. When he initially wanted to kill Piccolo for instance.

Kami resigned to have Roshi wish for his youth back, and began trying to convince him he'd need it. But Roshi was dead set on retaining his youth in his own ways. Kami sighed, but he thought he knew of another...

Emperor Pilaf. He was getting old, and he had felt his life was wasted. The Dragon Balls were ready, and with this extra power Kami COULD make them stronger. He decided he'd invest his power to strengthen the Dragon Balls, that way they could wish people back again! It would cost him a lot, but it would be worth it. Especially if regaining his youth would give him more power like he assumed...

Cut back to the present. Krillin gets a message from Kami, but it sounds kind of different. Another android, Krillin was getting real sick of this. And Kami apparently couldn't find the source...

"Say, is something different about you Kami? You sound a little different."

"That doesn't matter Krillin, just hurry, this one is even stronger than the last." Kami says

"One? Oh boy! We haven't had a single strong opponent in a while."

Krillin meets Kami in the desert, and is astonished by his appearance!

"Oh my gosh... Kami, you look--... You look YOUNG!" Krillin is baffled.

"Yes. I made some edits on the Dragon Balls and Pilaf made a wish. It just so happened the criteria of the wish effected me as well." Kami admitted with a strange tone that surprised Krillin.

Once Kami had seemed like this wise and unbiased force. But now it was like Kami had... A personality? It was a weird thing to say, but Kami felt like just another normal guy.

Back at Kame House, Roshi was getting ready to leave. He had been heavily inspired by Yamcha's intense drive to train before he had left for Namek, and saw it fit to replicate Yamcha's ability to stay in the Buff/Full Power form. He knew it could help him to always operate in that state. To learn how to control his power, keep his pathways open for Ki. He could feel his age though, and like his weakening blood vessel, his ki pathways were weak as well... He needed something. Some technique, some bodily response to regain his youth. He knew he could do it, he just couldn't devise how... He needed to be strong again. Goku wasn't here anymore. And he still remembered what he had said about Goku at the last tournament. What he had said about everyone for that matter! Everyone could lay him out flat... He had realized how much he hated that feeling. Helplessness wasn't something Roshi was used to. And he didn't want to start getting used to it.

Roshi began to plot... Plot something, some way... The sensu beans. They healed anything, even missing limbs, so long as they hadn't scarred over. They were out of the question. He would have to reverse his DNA, trick it into it's old paths. He didn't know if that was even possible... He'd talk to his sister Baba, ask if she knew anything. Then he'd talk to kami-

That's when Kami's message got to him

"AH! Holy crap Kami, were you reading my thoughts?"

"Uh, no Roshi. Come to the desert, there's an android we must defeat."

"Kami Damnit, the androids are screwin' like rabbits. I'll be right there!"

"Don't take my name in vein, Roshi."

He sighed, then he looked outside at his garden. He looked at the plants... He saw his peonies that had lasted nearly as long as he had, and their appearance had only gotten better.

He flew off towards the desert.

You can imagine seeing Kami's appearance only made him more insecure about his age. But Roshi wasn't like Kami, he was steadfast in his ways. He wouldn't resort to the Dragon Balls. That said... He still admired. Kami was seriously intense. It was impressive.

"Holy crap Roshi you are huge!" Krillin expressed. "Speak for yourself, I could swear you grew Krillin." Roshi teased. "What were you last time? 3'11? You have to be at least 4 feet tall now!"

"Man, everyone is changing except me! This sucks... Alright. Wheres this android Kami?" Krillin asked

Kami gestures out into the desert, where a massive foe resembling a full power Yamcha lumbers...

Krillin gulps. "Alright Roshi, I take it back. You aren't huge, maybe above average. THAT is huge."

"Ehh it's nothin'. Let's just blast this guy before he even sees us. I think I'm onto something back at home." Roshi begins charging up a Kamehameha, and Krillin does the same. Letting it loose, only for the android to start sprinting at them, shrugging off the blast.

The android meets with the source of the Kamekameha's, extending it's palms into the source of the beam, and just fast enough to see but too quick to react, the android grasps their hands and lets out a massive burst of energy into the pair, then throws them aside.

At first, they don't feel it... Confused at what happened. Then, they realize, using their source of output, the android INPUTTED energy into them. And as the violent energy from the android courses through their system, Roshi and Krillin suddenly grow even larger, going into a form even further beyond Roshi's full power. But something is dangerously wrong, it all feels horribly off and extremely painful. The pair begin to cry out and scream, their their skin tears open and blood gushes out of them. And the Android is slowly approaching Kami. Kami has immediately realized what's going on, and knows now he cannot directly use Ki attack. Lest the android manipulate the output. He looks to Krillin and Roshi, who are on the ground, deflated and withered. Kami uses his impressive speed to leave an after image, and then darts around to Roshi and Krillin, feeding them senzu's. The android is able to track Kami, and darts over at rapid speed, seeming to fade out of sight before reappearing and striking Kami with immense force. Instantly cratering him through the Earth. Roshi and Krillin snap out of their funk, and realize something... That strange backfire of energy, it's made them feel more fluid and flexible. The android tries again to attack them at the same time, but the duo move like water, slipping between the androids attacks and then powering up into their full power form only for a brief instant to deliver extremely strong blows, before powering down and continuing to dodge. The android is successfully overwhelmed for a few moments. The duo get in some extremely strong attacks. Kami telepathically communicates with them, eating the final senzu, "I will charge my strongest attack, you must keep his focus!"

Kami continued to play dead, secretly charging his Ki into a single pinpoint on his body. Krillin and Roshi wailed on the Android, dodging and weaving through fists and kicks, until suddenly, a kick landed. It sent Krillin flying, making Roshi grin.

"Be like the turtle, flowing through the ocean on the current alone." Only to then get hit himself, but sustain no damage. Krillin and Roshi rebounded, and started charging Kamehameha's, the android then see's Kami whose stood up, and has a powerful beam charging on the tips of his fingers. The android is struck by decision paralysis, unsure of who to attack. Krillin, Roshi, and Kami all power up into their maximum strength. The android picks Kami and dashes, and that's when they all fire

Their beams meet in the middle, and it obliterates the android, but leaves Kami drained.

"What was that attack anyways? We've never seen it before!" Krillin questions.

"It's from Piccolo... I'm not sure if he ever used it in a real fight, but I studied it, then mastered it. His version uses two fingers, my version uses four."

"Huh..." Roshi hums, "Wouldn't that make it weaker due to being further spread out?"

Kami nods, "In a way. The smaller the pinpoint, the more condensed the blast, the longer it takes to gather the Ki into that area. It may be slightly weaker, but it charges much faster."

Krillin nods "Oh! I get it! So, like my Kienzan compared to Yamcha's Chi Bullet! Basically the same technique, but mine is condensed enough to cut through stuff, his is meant to charge faster and last longer! Yours is like the original, but less of a drill, more of a blade!"

Kami nods, "Precisely, Krillin! I knew you were good students."

Roshi chuckles, "Makes me feel youthful again, to be called a student!" Krillin sighs and puts his hands on his hips, "I'm inclined to agree. May not be as old as you, Roshi, but it reminds me of when we were kids..."

The two reminisced about days long past. Then, an energy appeared. It appeared up on the lookout, and it was difficult to sense, as if it was weak. But they could tell it was originally very large. Through their unique style of training, they had grown to sense more than just raw power. Kami had taught them power wasn't everything. After all, they beat that Android, and it was easily stronger than the three of them combined.

That's when they felt an unknown energy flying towards them at high speed, with Kami drained, this felt extremely dangerous... Then, they realized. This energy, it feels tranquil. Almost strangely so. Krillin was the first to spring into action.

"It's Tien! They're back-... No, somethings wrong! We need to go now!"

Roshi Krillin and Kami met up with Tien in the sky above the desert. Seeing how much Tien had grown was impressive, but compared to the training Roshi and Krillin had experienced, it was almost hard to read the duo. Roshi and Krillin had always been tight. Like brother's ever since their master-student relationship ended. But seeing them now, it was really like seeing twins. Yeah one had a beard, but they were both bald, and both short, and both extremely muscularly toned with very similar Ki. Except, Krillin had some sort of odd fluctuating energy inside him... Tien couldn't quite pin it down. But that didn't matter, he needed to get Kami back to the lookout.

Tien explained everything on the way, in that same stoic tranquility that accompanied him on the fly over. Krillin and Roshi didn't share those emotions. Almost breaking down mid-flight at the fact everyone was dead... With no other Dragon Balls, they had no idea how they've revive them. And that's when Kami spoke up.

"Well, you know I've been training for a reason. This power can be reinvested back into the Dragon Balls."

Krillin wipes a tear, "W-what..? You could just do that?"

Kami nods, "Honestly, yes. It's always been that easy. I simply hadn't realized how to further gain power. Now that I have a method, a motivation, and the follow through, I may just be able to amplify the Dragon Balls, and we may be able to get Namek back, along with everyone who died with it."

Tien nods, "I hope so. Cause the other option is just giving up, and that would mean our demise for sure."

By this point Tien hadn't explained Frieza came with them. And so when they arrived at the lookout, they were left confused at Piccolo's captive.

"Whose that?" Roshi questioned.

Kami gasped, "Frieza."

Chapter 7, From the Stars

Krillin immediately assumed a fighting stance, but Kami gently took Krillin's wrist and lowered his hands. Seeing that Frieza wasn't in any state to even wake up. Much less fight. The energy within Frieza was dwindling fast, Frieza was going to die.

Kami bore his teeth in anger, hatred, and confliction... Then approached Piccolo. To Piccolo and all the Namekian's within his body, Kami looked like an incredibly powerful force. Piccolo had garnered a lot of strength in his journey to Namek. But Kami had earned every ounce of power he'd carefully cultivated, and he knew how to properly use every ounce of it. Even without his full Ki, Kami truly seemed stronger than Piccolo.

That's when Kami lowered his hands to Frieza. Compared to Kami, Frieza looked like a child. And honestly, Frieza was more like a child than anyone had realized. Kami lifted Frieza, and healed his wounds. When he put Frieza down, Frieza's eyes shot open and Frieza regained his balance. As if he had been shocked awake by smelling salts.

"Where in the galaxy am I?" Frieza asked, less like a genuine question and more like an expletive.

"Earth. And you don't have the power to destroy this planet, nor the power to beat me. Much less my stronger companions." He said as he gestured to Krillin and Roshi.

"You have one option. Play nice until you can leave our planet. Because the other option is to be thrown into a prison until you die of exposure." Kami said with dead seriousness, enough that it scared Piccolo. He knew what this meant. Not the mafuba, no, he meant the Room of Spirit and Time, the room that almost drove Goku crazy.

Frieza was clearly having a hard time understanding what was happening...

"Play... Nice? I'm sorry, Earth? Forgive me but I'm thoroughly confused. I mean no ill will."

Frieza was playing dumb. At least, it seemed that way. He still had his elegant speech, but Krillin and Roshi were confused. They didn't sense evil in this being, nor ill intent.

"Quit pretending Frieza, you spoke of Earth back on Namek. You heard everything on the scouter conversations between Vegeta and Radditz."

"Free-zaa?" Frieza questioned, genuinely. "I'm sorry. I really am confused... I don't mean to pretend anything."

Roshi's eyes lit up. He had realized what happened.

"The traumatic event, the near death, the sudden loss of Ki, and being brought back from the brink. It all seems to have shocked Frieza into a factory reset. I saw this happen with a young Goku."

Tien looked to Roshi, "Oh yeah, you said he hit his head when he was a kid, that's why he wasn't evil."

"To think that this was replicated with a tyrant like Frieza... I guess you just need a large enough scale and you can literally beat the evil out of somebody." Tien continued.

"Perhaps, but that won't save his soul." Kami stated. "Like Piccolo, like Tao, like Tien. Actions speak louder than words, and actions come from the heart, and the heart is controlled by the soul. If Frieza's soul is evil, he will return to his evil ways. Therefore, we must insure he doesn't do that..."

Frieza, all this time, looks unfathomably confused.

"Um... So, what does all this mean for me?"

The entire group looks at Frieza, before Kami speaks up.

"I suppose it means you are now my student as well. Unfortunately, it's not something I can let you deny."

Frieza nodded slowly. "Student... Yes I've had tutors & teachers before."

"Not like that." Kami began, "Well, maybe a little. What I mean is that you will learn to operate yourself, control your power, and function all over again. And we will not stop until we are sure you haven't an ounce of evil left inside you."

Frieza looked on the verge of an aneurism.

"Please, can somebody just tell me why I'm here?" Frieza asked in earnest.

Piccolo was the one to speak up this time.

"You are here because it's your destiny, this is your chance for a new start."

Frieza hummed and nodded... "Yes, it certainly does feel fresh." He took a moment to listen, to take things in, and he heard the chirping birds, the rushing water, the wind in the trees.

"I am happy to be your student. But I feel I deserve an explanation none-the-less." Frieza pushed.

"Well, I'm sorry but we can't risk that. This is a delicate situation, and we can't even risk calling you by your old name any longer." Kami elaborated.

"From now on, you will be Hoshi. Is that okay with you?" Kami asked Frieza.

Frieza let out a long and genuine groan...

"Yes, fine, whatever. This is all so tiring. Can I just sleep?" He requested. And Kami obliged.

"Popo will assist you." Kami directed, and Popo assisted Frieza into the lookout, past the library, past the kitchen, past the room of spirit and time, which deeply intrigued Frieza, and into an old lodging that reeked of Goku in every way. It seems Popo and Kami hadn't changed Goku's old room since he had trained here in preparation to defeat Piccolo Jr.

The group would discuss the steps that come next, and Frieza, or Hoshi, would gradually get used to these people, this setting, and the training.

It seems that what happened locked away a significant amount of power. Hoshi couldn't use all his Ki if he wanted, and after all, this made a lot of sense. Frieza had learned how to use his power based entirely on instinct. Not training. And so, train he did. And Hoshi was taught quite a bit of what Kami taught Roshi and Krillin.

Meanwhile, back at Kame House, Roshi neared his breakthrough, and Gero watched carefully. Gero resisted direct interference, but thought of a clever way to try and get a better look at Roshi's plans, not an android, not some spy robot, but a simple disguise. Gero put on a lifelike mask, a fake accent, and a brand new set of clothes that more closely resembled the fashion of Krillin. And with that, he ventured to the island under the alias Rego. Rego simply wanted to train under the turtle hermit, and that he did. While Roshi trained with Kami, Rego trained with Roshi, and he began to get glimpses and peeps of what Roshi was doing...

It was a plan to restore his youth, without the Dragon Balls. And it was working. Gero could tell, as wrinkles began to vanish and finally color began to come back to Roshi's beard. It was fully realized once Roshi began to regrow the hair atop his head.

In the meantime, Krillin worked hard in political office as well as a hero to the people. Of course, nobody knew it was him. But they knew a superhero was protecting the Earth. It got the attention of tournament winner and TV personality, Mark Satan. Who was busy himself with family life and supporting his newborn daughter.

Mark may not have had super powers, but he was strong, and seeing this valiant hero, it inspired him to work like he did before. Mark bought a cheap costume, and modified the mask, setting out into the city to help this brand new hero fight crime.

Krillin was nearing his election date, and his favor looked good. It genuinely seemed like Krillin may be the new King of Earth.

Launch supported Krillin all the way, whether it be with blonde hair or blue. And as time went on, Launch probed her way into learning more about Tien.

Tien stayed on the lookout and trained with Roshi, Hoshi, and Krillin. Kami would do his best to direct them, but all the while he was working on the Dragon Balls, and so usually Popo would be the one training the group. And, truth be told, it was going quite well. Hoshi was easy to get along with, and far from the annoying brat he once was. The group learned that Hoshi still very much was aware of his species and their unique traits. Explaining he was some kind of mutant, that he had a unique circumstance, and that despite his lack of memory, he was only really a teenager in his species. Yes, his species reached maturity almost instantly, but they lived indefinitely. And this meant that their societal hierarchy dictated age as a symbol of wisdom, not maturity. For Hoshi's level of wisdom, he was only really a teen, and honestly with the bump on the head, he was probably more comparable to a child again.

"To tell you the truth, I've never felt like anything more than a child." Hoshi admitted. "And with this new development in my life, I'm feeling more infantilized than ever..." He sighed. "I wonder if I'll ever grow up. And with the seeming infamy I used to possess, I fear I never will... My maturity must've been quite lackluster to be such an evil person."

Piccolo took particular offense at that, "Oh come on, being evil doesn't mean being a child." He said aggressively.

Piccolo occasionally visited the lookout, but he trained in solitude. Or, rather, he trained with the Namekian he had fused with.

Frieza looked up at Piccolo, having to crane his neck to meet his gaze. "Well, to me and my species. There isn't any other way to describe it. Most of my species simply wish to live and let live, and not only that, but we view power as something which is meaningless to continue gaining. I can't quite recall my father, but I remember something he told me... He expressed how he was one of the only members of our species to actually cultivate strength and use it against others. Power meant everything to my father and to his father before him. Power was the way we made our mark on this universe. Perhaps it was the reason I was the way I was... Regardless, at this point, I see no reason to conquer, to rule in fear, to be a 'tyrant' as you've all called me. I wish to live like my ancestors, to live and let live... If that means learning to use the power I already have, then so be it. But I have no reason to dispense it. Not that I can think of yet, anyways..."

The group were marveling at Hoshi's speech. But of everyone, Tien was the most touched. Tien and Hoshi began to have a few private conversations. And that's how Tien learned... He was an alien.

"Oh yes, the three-eyed ones. I've no recollection of their origin species. Only that they used their unique physiology and adaptability to spread across the galaxy. You most likely have millions of cousins amongst other species. Perhaps I'll help you find them some day!" Hoshi said with the wonder of a child's future dreams and aspirations. Tien helped guide Hoshi down the right path, and in exchange, Hoshi did the same for Tien... Chaotzu and Tien could talk every day, but Hoshi was beginning to fill that gap that was made when Chaotzu decided to go his own way. Hoshi and Tien began to feel like brothers.

Launch was dramatically interested in this, and of course she wanted to talk to Tien again, she'd ask again and again, "Can I please come up to he lookout with ya'?" And Krillin would tell her the same thing.

"Well, I'll have to ask Kami. I'll let you know next time I see you."

And Kami would always say no...

Eventually, this got to be too much for Krillin. He exploded on Tien.

"Listen here, I can't believe you!" He said as soon as he arrived, yelling at Tien right off the bat.

"You have always been so shut off an isolated! And here you are, cozying up with Frieza--... I mean, Hoshi. Sorry Hoshi." Hoshi shrugged. "Do you have any idea the turmoil you put people through?! I mean, seriously! You have people back on the surface that are thinking about you!"

Tien glares at Krillin, "Krillin, don't talk to me like that. Besides, what of your old monastary? What about when you left them high and dry? I'm sure they have reservations about you abandoning them."

"Oh don't you go there three eyes." Krillin mocked

"What'd you say no-nose?" Tien retorted.

And for the first time in a long time, the two looked genuinely angry.

"Stop it you two!" Hoshi yelled like an innocent child.

"I don't know your past, I don't even know mine... But there's no reason to be fighting at a time like this. Kami needs to focus, and so do we. From what I've been able to gather, there's a bigger threat than me out there."

Tien and Krillin exchanged looks, not quite apologizing, but sharing a mutual understanding.

"Fine, I'll go talk to Launch. Tell her to meet me in the desert-"

Krillin cut him off, "Oh no way man, you need to make this special. Even if you are just going to let her down, you need to let her down easy. I'll arrange a reservation for you at my favorite restaurant, and I know you're strapped, so I'll pay for it too."

Tien looked a little baffled, "Wow, I forgot you were once a monk Krillin. I suppose it's easy for you to let go of cash."

Krillin shrugged, "Never needed it till now. And even then, it's just to pay for advertisements for my campaign and improvements to South City."

Tien chuckled, "You're still on that whole 'King of the World' thing?"

Krillin nodded, "I can really change the world for the better Tien, of course I am."

Tien nods approvingly, "Well, to each there own. And, hey. I really am sorry I've been ghosting Launch. I know you two are close."

Krillin is genuinely touched by this display from Tien

"Well-... I mean it's fine man. I'm sorry I blew up at you. I know it's hard for you to-... Well. You know."

Tien interlocks his hands behind his head in a casual manner, boldly admitting "I just don't get along with people Krillin, don't look too much into it."

"Yeah, totally." Krillin nods.

Later that week, the date was set up, and Launch & Tien would end up meeting in one the best restaurants in South City. Tien scanned the crowd, and spotted launch, and a few tables away from Launch, a hairy man eating alone... It was Krillin in a wig. Krillin looked up and winked at Tien. His full black hair and beard really making him see how similar he and Roshi looked besides the whole nose thing.

Tien sat down with Launch, and her entire demeanor changed, she lit up like the sunrise. Standing up straighter and smiling gleefully.

"Tien shenhan! It's been so long, you remember me, right?" She asked genuinely.

Tien nods, "Of course I remember you. I'm not one to forget things."

The two reminisced about the past. Discussing the train robbery, and all the crazy antics. Tien divulged a bit into his bloody past, and Launch did the same. And finally, Tien looked up at her.

"Listen... I know how I've been, and I know that it's wrong. It's just that this is a whole new world for me, and I don't know if I'm ready to balance training with a normal life... I know what I said, that night we...-" Tien trailed off, and Launch vulgarly took over

"Had sex?" She finishes his sentence and both Tien and Krillin spit their drinks.

"Don't worry Tien. I'm not like other girls, I mean, you can tell that much." She chuckles. "I can wait, and as long as we're both alive, you can cash in that promise as soon as you are ready. We really had no way to know there'd be more than just Piccolo, or that you'd need to go into space. It's okay that you need a little more time..." She says, and despite being blonde, her sincerity and gentle nature shines through.

"You've come so far since we've met." Tien admits, with love in his eyes, and Launch smiles and props her chin up on her hands.

"So have you, Tien Shenhan." She sad softly and sweetly.

Krillin smiled like a doofus in the corner, and with Tien's social anxiety already at it's peak in this quiet fancy restaurant, he couldn't bare to stay a moment longer.

Launch began to go in for a kiss, which fully overwhelmed Tien, he scarfed down his food incredibly fast.

"The food was good thank Krillin for the meal bye!" He said rapidly, standing and leaving without getting his hat and coat. His walk alone was too fast for Launch to catch up, but she threw down Krillin's card onto the table and ran after Tien as fast as she could.

Krillin sighed sadly, ordering a drink for himself... Saddened that Tien was still this far into his own shell.

Launch broke a heel, swearing under her breath as Tien briskly walked down the street, his fancy suit jacket perfectly fitting his lumps and curves, suddenly blowing in the wind as he unbuttoned and threw it off. It wasn't his style, and he felt like such a fraud wearing it...

Launch kicked her heels off and ran after him barefoot in a skirt. She too felt a little... Fake.

"Wait! Tien please!" She called out, Tien already around the corner. Quickly walking towards an alley, but Launch finally intercepted him right in the middle of the street. Leaping in front of him and painfully skidding to a halt. This surprised Tien tremendously

"Please, please don't just disappear again, please don't go again Tien, I don't know what I'll do every night without you." She pleaded, looking up at him like a puppy. It was the softest and yet bravest he had ever seen Launch. It humbled him, realizing how much she had to put herself out there, how much she had to fight instincts. How much she had bettered herself, while he had stayed basically the same...

It was crushing. Tien clenched his fists, and for the first time in years, he shed a tear, his lip quivering, and posture bolstering.

"Launch, I--" He was cut off by her leaping into his arms, wrapping around his neck and kissing him deeply.

After a while she pulled away and buried her face into his shoulder, "You promised we'd live a life together Tien, you promised you'd settle down, but I don't need you to settle with me Tien, I'll go with you! I'll charge into battle alongside you, I'll do anything to be your girl, Tien. Please just let me love you...!" She said, she pulled out of his shoulder and looked up at him, her eyes sparkly with tears, and Tien's own face a little wet.

Tien's awkwardness melted away seeing this beautiful woman, looking at Launch, holding her in his arms, feeling her gentle frame, despite all her strength and muscles, knowing she was so fragile compared to him, knowing there was nothing between her and death besides his protection as a speeding car rounded the corner and rammed into Tien, it flipped over him, leaving him unharmed, and spun through the air, before landing safely thanks to Krillin, who had followed after hearing he commotion.

Krillin watched as Tien spoke to Launch, completely unperturbed by the car smashing into him.

"Okay...!" He smiled and sniffled, "We can be together Launch, and I don't care how it impacts my training, and I don't care about the Piccolo's and the Frieza's anymore. Damnit, all I've ever cared about are my friends. And you, you are the only woman whose ever touched me so deeply." He admitted through soft tears. And that night, Tien made Launch the happiest girl in south city, and probably the world.

From then on, Tien brought Launch to training no matter what Kami said. He took care of her, was responsible for her, and didn't let her get in the way or break any rules. And in exchange, Launch got to be with the man she loved while he did what he loved. Train.

Hoshi and Launch surprisingly got acquainted and became friendly with one another. Of all the people.

After not long, Kami realized Launch wasn't the firecracker she once was. And honestly, with her here, Tien worked more than twice as hard every single day. Working up more than a sweat, more than an ache, more than Ki. Tien seemed to be gaining something that transcended power itself. And that tranquil stoic aura shifted into something more...

End of Chapter...

I have nothing really to add here. I think it's clear where I'm going. And I think I like these directions. I loved the arc with Goku and Chichi gathering up the stuff they needed to get married. Even if it wasn't canon! And I hate the direction Goku and Chichi's relationship went. Hell, that's part of why I made Chichi as strong as she was in the first place and changed the whole "Chichi gets defeated in one punch" thing. There is power in love, caring for one another, and healing your flaws. I want to see more of our characters heal. Especially Yamcha and Tien.

i'll be back with more soon. I'm writing this a lot like Toriyama, lol, not really planning anything. Just writing as I go with vague ideas in mind. Next chapter will be in the afterlife with Chichi and Goku.

So the thing is, the whole reason I made this blog was to start rating MRE's. I can't believe it. After all this time I forgot completely. Well, I just got a great deal on a huge box, under 50 for a recent menu B. And well, I absolutely love the one I just tried. Italian sausage with peppers and onions in marinara sauce. Guess what? The sauce issue, the bitterness, the thickness, fixed completely. It's no longer an issue. Once upon a time MRE sauce was just not great. Nowadays, FANTASTIC! The sausage itself was chewy, which was a bad thing, but not unbearable! It came with osmotic cranberries which are delicious. And the GOOD recovery trail mix, with almonds and beef jerky. I know, no pretzel balls. But, it makes up for the lack of pretzel with the universally beloved chocolate peanut spread. Which was utterly delicious. Now here's the kicker, not only did it come with my favorite instant coffee of all time, Bill's Brew, but they gave me both artificial sweetener and sugar. Can't make this stuff up. I have always seen it be EITHER/OR never BOTH! it was almost enough to make me forgive the lack of matches. Perhaps they issue some kind of fire starting kit nowadays which negates the usage of the matches. None the less, I won't be needing those matches, I collect them sure, but I have a zippo now.

All and all, I have a lot more rating to do, but that's what I save the sleeves for. This isn't intended as a table of contents for what's in the MRE, nor is it to be considered accurate information. But it is an accurate statement of how much i enjoyed it.

I'm not sure what I'll be rating these, I don't personally like numerical ratings. They are kind of asinine. But if I was forced to I'd do it on a graded scale.

F through S, S for Super and F for Failure, with A-D for standard ratings, A being the highest and D being the lowest besides F and S.

I'd rate all parts and then average the cumulative score. So, the sides, the sauce, and potentially desert. Then the main course, and finally the accessory packet.

Sides were an A, easily. The trailmix wasn't perfect but it was so good and filling. The crackers were flawless, I'm pleasantly surprised and I think they must've changed the formula. I would've put my salt on them, but the chocolate peanut spread took care of that, and besides I needed the salt for the FRH. So that's a cumulative A for all the sides. As for the drinks, it was a delicious orange flavored beverage, classic. I'm gonna have to put the orange up at an A rating. It's not my favorite beverage, but it's up there. Then the main course was easily again an A, it wasn't perfect but it was a massive improvement and so darn good. Then the accessory packet, it would've been a B because no matches, but like I said, both sweeteners. That's a darn good step up and I'm sick of having either/or. So that's an A.

So, work has officially begun on L.U.R.K.E.R. and I have an outline for it as well as the necessary rules to make it work. It's exciting guys. Very exciting.

What does this mean for other projects like D&DB:Z or my Books?

Well, nothing really. I'm still working on those things. In fact, work on my other projects contributes to work across all my projects. I get ideas from ideas. Brains are crazy that way. I like to relax and unwind and that helps me think about things, but the best way for me to think is to just do. And so when I'm stumped about what to do with LURKER, I go over to D&DBZ and continue work on that.

That all being said, D&DBZ has a lot that needs to be done, and it's daunting working on so many projects at once. I know, I want to do this, this isn't something I'm being forced to do. That all being said, sometimes it feels like a lot and I need a break.

Well guys I set out to do a lot today and I just didn't have the time to do most of it. But, doing my absolute best, I started work on a bunch of stuff. I've been at it for the better part of an hour and I have to do my last few chores that can actually be done during the night time. I found that I haven't really eaten today which surprised me. I barely felt it. I had a few hours to relax, but that built up stress is getting to me, and I have to go really just sit back and chill. I have other work to do tomorrow as well, so wish me luck gents. However, I have no other obligations. So hopefully Genie will be done tomorrow!

I have a few subclasses set out and I've also set forth the path for Swapper. Take a look if you'd like. It's in the Google Doc.

In other news, I'm starting a few other projects and resuming others.

I've been working on a Soul Eater setting for the better part eight or more years. It's been on and off, I found a lack of motivation to continue due to toxic factors in my life which have thankfully been removed. But now that I'm unbound by the things which held me back and tormented me, I'll have tons of time to just relax and write stories.

Kozakura Ghouls, A Tokyo Ghoul inspired world setting coming soon

Sleater, Soul Eater inpired world setting ALSO coming soon

Valkrest Recovery Project, coming soon.

L.U.R.K.E.R. - Looters, Usurpers, Rejects, Keepers, Envoys, Robbers.

I accidentally almost ghost dropped this one but I figured adding Majin and working on Android Upgrades was important enough to warrant a little post.

In other news

More organizing. Which will be continuing as time goes onward. The google doc will gradually become much more easy to navigate (And much more difficult to manage the storage size of) But it should be fine. The only thing I use Doc's for is storing docs online. If all else fails, take the doc's offline, zip them, then whenever there is a major major update, let you guys know to download the new zip and merge.

Hey there guys! So, I'm sure you can surmise by the title, this is an appearance update. It's purely cosmetic, but there will be MINOR balance changes and I cannot keep track of all of them. So, if it matters to you, please make sure you check. I know I said I'd play before doing balance changes, but I've actually been able to do some testing and I've got some great stuff to edit when I find it. Keep your eyes peeled, sorry for anyone whose already made Techniques.

So, let's start. I was invited to a server with a lot of great people in it, as it turns out, one of them was not that great. This dude is a total hindered intelligence individual, and clearly has some biases towards me either because I'm handsome, fit, and talented, or just because I'm new.

So, this guy was hosting a one shot. I asked very politely to join, and that's when I was introduced to some of the shittiest homebrew I have ever seen. They call it Techniques. It's not balanced like my Techniques Homebrew for D&DB:Z, it's total shit. Based entirely on opinionated jackasses, which, when they are clearly biased means I get fucking nerfed to shit.

The rest of the party had instant hit techniques that dealt additional damage, techniques that shaped the earth around them making it rough terrain, and techniques that literally just gave them all the bullshit they want.

I wanted a simple thing. I didn't want instant hits, I didn't want a fuckton of bullshit. I wanted Resistance, an additional +5 on wisdom and intelligence, and an additional fellow who shares my health pool.

Compared to instant hits, that's not a lot to ask for. And when I initially workshopped it with this nightmare DM, he told me that it'd cost a fuckton extra and i'd have to literally die to use it. That's when I realized he was just a dick who didn't want me in the campaign. So, I told him this, I told him that's fucking dumb dude, just tell me what to do to lower the cost, and asked "do you not want me to play your session?" cause i'd get it. I'm new and he doesn't know me that well.

Well he didn't say anything, he continued to be a dick. And I had already been exposed to him being a fucking dickhead a few weeks prior when we first workshopped some INSANELY basic techniques.

So for my technique, I literally wanted Telekinetic Movement, but it's a saving throw for unwilling creatures. You know what he said? He said it was too overpowered. Dude. This guy gave a multi-attack ranged throwing weapons character an instant hit, no roll, extra damage technique, that he used enough times for me to realize it costed very very little. He wanted me to die in exchange for some stat bonuses.

So, horror story starts before the session date is even fucking announced. When it's announced, he postpones it three or four fucking times. I was fine with that. I wanted to play, but it wasn't super important for a one shot.

We finally get around to it. He reveals THE DAY WE FUCKING START THAT IT'S GONNA BE A FUCKING BOSS RUSH MAKING HALF MY TECHNIQUES USELESS. Additionally, I didn't get a buy period. I took gold because my starting gear was fucking useless, we did not get that buy period. We start, he instantly begins hard-targeting my character with every fucking creature on the battlefield and it's so damn obvious.

Not only that, but he is the single worst narrator for Dungeons and Dragons I have ever fucking met. Nobody is Matt Mercer, I'm a pretty damn fantastic DM. Extremely into rule of cool. I love to narrate everything, and I can do a few hundred different unique voices. This guy did no voices, stumbled over every word like he didn't have ANYTHING prepared, and then admitted halfway through the session that he, in the THREE TO FOUR FUCKING WEEKS HE HAD TO PREPARE, SPENT LESS THAN FIVE HOURS MAKING THIS SHITTY ONE SHOT.

Holy. Fuck. We're already off to a terrible god damn start. I love to improvise my sessions man, but I have stuff pre-written to pull from. I have 150 quests, nearly 100 NPC's and and a bunch more from other campaigns to draw from, I'm an actor, I've done some theater, I've done some audio book reading, I've done some voice acting, so I get it. I'm at a bit of an advantage, and I've written a few books, and a few modules, so I have a lot under my belt. I'd get if this guy played maybe a few games and this was his first time DMing, but I don't fucking think it was.

The first fight, I'm hard targeted, i'm forgetting what my character does cause it's been THREE TO FOUR WEEKS, and I'm desperately trying to not die from Asshole DM(TM) Thank fuck the party members are actually cool people with experience in my class, and they offer me advice and info that I wasn't aware of, making it a lot easier to not fucking die while the DM assaults my character with a vendetta from hell. Clearly wanting to upset me.

This is when the first bullshit happens. I remark that I use one of the techniques that he FUCKING READ AND EDITED!!!! and he tells me it doesn't do something that it says that it does, without any possibility of confusion

"This form grants an additional +5 to wisdom and intelligence modifiers." dude just says no halfway through the four and a half hour one shot, which wasn't the first time he'd cheat or the last time. He fudged his rolls the entire fucking time and only against me.

Fudging saving throws, fudging attacks, and he had the fucking GALL to tell me that he'd "Prefer if I used an online dice roller." Fucking asshat prickfucker. Sorry, I genuinely hate this guy now. He's a total dick and a fuckwit.

Half of why I play D&D is the dice. I love the dice, I have two sets of metal dice. They feel amazing in my hand and I've used one of them so much that the metal has begun to change color, forming a healthy layer of corrosion.

This dickshitter thought "oh it'll be funny if i get to roll and he doesn't."

So after he cheats mid fight to nullify one of my abilities in the rudest most cockhead way possible, literally saying after I recite the ability HE READ "No it doesn't."

He read and edited this ability. You saw there was no room for confusion. He made up a bullshit reason cause I was getting close to being as strong as one of the other players. One of the others was regularly doing more than 40 damage a turn. I was doing sub-20.

I want to use so many worse words, but I try to keep this blog free of that kind of speech for the sake of not offending the easily offended and avoiding any potential for a ban, but you can imagine what I wanna call this guy right now.

I dealt with a fuckton of hypocritical actions from my abusive mother growing up, he was there when I talked about my abusive, lying, shithead thankfully dead mother. I have childhood trauma, PTSD, and memory loss which has caused me to forget important and potentially life changing events. One thing I did not forget was how I was treated daily. And the dickish way this dude acted triggered a response in me that I did not enjoy.

He was a sassing dickish prick because he knew he could get away with it at every turn. The obnoxious tone in this guys voice was the most pathetic soyish shit I have ever fucking heard. Remember Twig Boy from King of the Hill? Twig boy but more rude.

Everyone else in this server and in the actual campaign i'm in has been lovely and super helpful. Letting me know what does what and what house rules they have which differ from mine. I've always been nice and understandable.

I didn't say anything cause I very much believe it's not worth saying something rude and showing a reaction would make him think he won. So I went along with everything, and simply showed extreme boredom the entire fucking time. I yawned into the mic repeatedly, I asked twice how much longer the session would be, and went along as unenthused as I possibly could. This little soyboy cockfart clearly actually started to feel bad, because the instant the session ended, he asked us if we had any criticisms, and I could tell from the sound of his voice that he had a little trouble with not getting his desired reaction from us. The entire time, maybe one of us was having a good time. The others also seemed bored, and even the one with the OP as fuck character, which to be far compared to my character was all of them, was on a phone game the entire session.

This dudes session was ballsack aids and had no business being as TERRIBLE as it was. HE DID NOT GET BETTER AT SPEAKING, HE DID NOT HIT A STRIDE, HE GOT WORSE!!!

He would continue to rules lawyer or attempt to rules lawyer me if he thought I was too OP, but I just didn't bite. The one thing I'm glad about is that this fucking idiot forgot I had resistances, otherwise I would've died a few times which he clearly wanted and clearly got soyspicious of.

I remind you. He read the technique that gave me resistances, he read it FULLY and EDITED IT and INCREASED ITS FUCKING DURATION FROM 6 TO 10 ROUNDS. Like, dude. What the fuck?

Not only could I never tell what this cockfart was thinking besides "Fuck this guy in particular" but at moments I couldn't really tell fully. It was like maybe he felt bad at points because of how polite I was. But this guy was just a total dick the entire fucking time. Never speaking to this dude again. I'm also not fucking healing him as the healer in the campaign I'm in, he can eat a dick. He's a player so he can't do shit. And you wanna know something? He's the guy with the identify spell, didn't fucking identify my magic item. Didn't fucking need him, he can eat a dick.

Lets get back to this horror story

We've discussed that he was a hypocrite and cheater. Changing things that were already set in clear fucking stone throughout the session, fudging rolls, fudging stats, and of fucking course. Every enemy had it's own Techniques, which were stronger than mine by miles.

oh boy...

Remember the technique I said he initially criticized and tried to ruin?

Guess what ONE OF THE FUCKING BOSSES HAD?!

MY TECHNIQUE!!!

Fucking asshole had the gall to not only say it need to cost more, but STEAL IT and GIVE IT INFINITE USES FOR HIS SHITTY BOSS.

I can't describe anything about how I feel besides just frown.

The final boss literally had a technique that just prevented anybody from taking a turn. This was the most obnoxious shitty power playing cheating dickhead dm I've ever had. I was waiting for him to do some horrible SA shit to my character, but I guess it didn't fit into the bossfights. Fucking cuck.

This dude is not on my nice list. He's an asshole through and through. I find it hard to believe people tolerate him. Nobody seemed interested in the campaign during it. And this guy was just clearly a total dick to specifically me.

Reading and vetting everything he said wasn't okay mid session is just nuts. I get having vague rules balanced by individual DM's, for instance, the OTHER DM I play under is the sweetest girl with the nicest trouble shooting and it always feels like we have a genuine conversation about what it should do, what I want from it, and what about it I don't want changed.

She's flawless, a great narrator, a fantastic actor if a bit one note, she could use some coaching, but she still manages to flawlessly pull off the player experience and never feels rude.

I have a BUNCH of house rules that I forgot were house rules cause they are common fucking sense. I call them "Common Sense House Rules."

And a few of them are; A bonus action can be done as an action if you aren't using your action. Reason: Bonus action is just a faster action, there is no reason to not allow this.

When I brought this up assuming this was how it worked because I'M PRETTY FUCKING SURE THIS IS HOW IT WORKS IN ANOTHER VERSION OF D&D, he said "yeah no that's not how that works." in the rudest way possible. Again I just showed no emotion, but holy shit did this dude make me furious.

Another was luckily found out during my NICE campaign with a FANTASTIC DM!!! We have a standard common sense house rule where if you are grappling a target, everyone else has advantage on attacks against this target. This is obviously common sense. In D&D5e, apparently that's not how it works. I wasn't told rudely, I wasn't told "No, heh, erm that's not how that works buddy." by a soylent dipshit, I was told "no, I have this feat that gives me advantage." and we moved on. Theres another guy in there who talks like a moron but I find it funny, he was the one to rules lawyer me, but I didn't really mind because it wasn't ill intended. He explained fast and concisely and answered the question I had. That's why I'd hazard to not even consider it a rules lawyer, I asked, but it was a rules lawyer, he could've just said "Oh, no." he didn't have to explain why he had advantage specifically.

Meanwhile this utter twattish freak fuck had to say "erm, heh, *tips fedora and pukes up my wife's boyfriends cum* that's erm not how it erm works buddy, heh. Yeah, no." the rudest way possible while gargling on his wifes' boyfriends balls.

I get if you have issues in your day to day that make you lose patience, taking it out on a random guy whose been nice and straight forward with you about everything is not it. I called this guy out and he tried to address me by my name like I was a child. I'm older than this moron.

Literally all this guys personality is summarized "erm, no lets not do that."

"Erm, yeah no, that's not how that works."

"Erm, yeah no, you don't get to do that. I'm changing the rules on the spot so that you get fucked over specifically."

Never again dude. I've heard OTHER horror stories about this dude.

Apparently he chased away the one woman who joined the server, who, GUESS FUCKING WHAT?! LIKED BUGS! GUESS WHO CLAERLY FUCKING LIKES BUGS AND WOULD LOVE TO TALK TO SOMEONE ABOUT BUGS?!?!? MEEEEE!!! the FUCKING GUY WHO MADE A HOMEBREW BUG RACE FOR A CAMPAIGN MODULE YEARRRRRRSSSS BEFORE THE THRIKEEN.

Fuck off. I just gotta say, I don't like to wish ill upon people. I've changed my ways a ton, but I do hope that guy has a hard time going forward for a little while. He didn't just waste four hours and thirty minutes of my life, he stole it, and make it utterly shit and obnoxious. Everyone else? Lovely. Him? Shithead. Disrespectful fucking dick. It's on sight between me and this guy, and I mean full curbside wild west dental work. I'm talking all the teeth.

Best part is that he'd never know what's coming, from my years in fighting I know what ill intent and aggression feels like and how to not display it. I can make people flinch by moving my shoulder. I can make a guy not know what's about to happen until he's upside down on the concrete.

Seriously, not that I'm going to do that, and this isn't a threat of violence. I just need to vent that this guy deserves bad stuff to happen to him for being such a twat.

Instantly removed him from my friends list, instantly made the choice to never do a session with that prick again.

My last D&D horror story was about a pedophile trying to groom me, so pretty damn bad, but in terms of actually damaging me specifically, this takes the damn cake. this was bad.

One of my first ever DM's was phenomenal in the past, taking my misunderstanding of he rules and turning it into an advantage. He let me roll d20's for my stats, and let me keep the number when I rolled two twenties and a few above 15's. It rocked.

Seriously, can't stand this, do not fucking cheat. The players are there to have fun. DO NOT TAKE AWAY THINGS YOU ALREADY APPROVED MID SESSION. Don't be a dick to people, it earns you bad karma and ill will. You will reincarnate into a snail when I am finished with you.

Well, it's Saturday, and it's fully playable.

Races

Earthlings, Namekians, Frost Demons, Androids, and of course, Saiyans are all added and fully playable.

Classes

The Brawler, with the subclasses Precision, and Speed Blitz.

The Conqueror, with the subclasses Beast, and Demon.

The Blaster, with the subclasses Prince of Destruction, Emperor, and Demon King.

The Tactician, with the subclasses Trickster, and Copycat.

Items

We have ALMOST every item I intend to add as of it's playable state. We need Dragon Balls, Larger Space Ships, and the specific stats surrounding Capsule Houses. I intend to have Capsule houses provide you with temporary HP and KP bonuses.

Core Rules

Core rules as of right now are considered nearly finished besides Dragon Balls and Beam Clashes. And I'm planning on making the Dragon Balls TONIGHT. If I fail to do that, I'm gonna be so mad. I have the rough layout of both features. So, don't worry. They'll arrive.

Ending Statements

I will have Genie and Magician done relatively around the same times. They are going to heavily rely on magic. Which, to make them I'm just gonna convert spells into Magic Techniques using the Technique List. And you can do the same! The cost afterward should be reduced by 1/4th. So, whatever Ki Cost it ends up being in the end, it costs 1/4th of that in Kili.

I made the template so people could make all their own stuff. So enjoy. And just so you know, it's fully playable. I mean FULLY playable. You can go be any number of the classes right now. They are much stronger than normal DND classes and they are not intended to be played amongst the normal DND classes, but it's really fun to fight Tarrasques as a higher level Blaster, flying around so it can barely do anything to you. There will be some awesome enemies coming up soon, enemies like Frieza, his soldiers, Zarbon and Dodoria, and maybe even a few of the saiyans. I intend to design the enemies as they appeared in the original Dragon Ball Z, and even include things like King Piccolo, Mercenary Tao, and the original Oozaru, as well as Red Ribbon soldiers, battle suits, and androids!

(might have to add eighter)

It's gonna be a blast, and i'll be doing from Dragon Ball all the way up to the Buu Saga with increasing power for our custom enemies.

D&DB:Z has had it's first big update since the announcement with the Tactician now being finished and it's in a state that I'm happy with. And furthermore, I should be done with at least two of the three intended subclasses by the end of today.

I may not be able to finish Genie and Magician but I have their framework in that they use Kili and create Magic Techniques. That said, I don't think you'll be able to be a Majin or a Potato headed wizard any time in the extremely near future.

That all being said, I'm going to try and add three primary transformations, Red Eyed Namekian, Metallic Frost Demon, and Super Saiyan. However, in the future we'll have tons more forms.

And it does make me sad to add Metallic, but it is a good decision to start promoting that others can gain higher forms. Especially with Piccolo. The last people on the list who need a transformation in Dragon Ball Canon are the Humans. So... I'm expecting it, and if it doesn't happen, I'm gonna be sad.

That said, forms like the one Yamcha gets in my fan fiction, Dragon Ball: O, will be included. So, by all means, the humans will be on par with the other races at all points.

We're also going to have some of the much needed items and starting packs finished pretty soon. So, genuinely, I think it's gonna be more than playable within the week.

Lets see... What else? Lots of other miscellaneous changes which you can see yourself if you go check out the Google Document!

I recommend giving it a once or twice over if you are interested. But be warned, it's got a different kind of balance to most other D&D Mods & Homebrew. By all means, I'd call this a Modified version of 5e, or even an entirely different game with 5e as a base. But that gives me too much credit.

So, I've noticed something that has shocked me. And I just needed to discuss it.

The lack of status effects that deal damage in D&D5e. There is no ruleset for being on fire, there is no "shocked" where you periodically take lightning damage or one where you take psychic damage. Theres none of them! And that was kind of integral to an idea I had for the Tactician class. So I'm kind of having to add a bunch of damaging status effects.

I'm modelling them a lot off of things like Moon Beam, where you roll a saving throw you take damage yada yada blah blah. But you know, I just find it amazing that I only realized this JUST NOW! I've designed a trapper subclass for Rogue that I wanted to be able to apply status effects like lighting people on fire. I suppose in most cases it's up to DM discretion, but in this instance I need this stuff.

Hope you thought that was as interesting as I thought.