#simetrasmind

the telltale sounds of yet another wanderer crawling around her crypt had her rolling her eyes, was it some heroic adventurer looking to kill her for the umpteenth time or another creature of the night looking to browse her collection of tomes and codices she had collected from around the world in her eight centuries of vampirism? 

“ if you’re here to slit my throat as i lay sleeping in my tomb, i ask you kindly not to ruin my books. i shall need some good reading material while my body regenerates. if not, come have a drink with me, shame to let this bottle be wasted on one who cannot feel its effects. ”

The riverside city of Akayama in the Land of Lightning was one of the only port side cities on the Sumida River that emptied into the sea she could rely on, her travels taking her beyond to the Land of Demons neighbored it and the northeastern Isles. She felt nervous, but ready. In a last-minute decision, Sakura had been chosen to represent the Ayame Shrine, something a more experienced priestess might have undertaken were it not for their faith in her advancement this far, fostering a facet of her her mother hadn’t been interested in. 

Though, Sakura would be lying if she wasn’t a little nervous. With everything she needed sealed in compact scrolls, spending her night in a tavern where the alcohol did little to her inhumanly high tolerance. Staring at the tumbler full of whiskey, Sakura wondered what this annual trial would even entail, kept from the outside as a closely guarded secret. 

“ urgh. again. we’re goin’ again! ” the saiyan grunted, though she was back on her feet she was looking worse for wear. out of all the training regimes she had been subjected to, this one was particularly gruelling. the techniques this white haired saiyan had were insane. how in the hell was he doing any of this? 

“ i said again snowball! ” 

He was a peaceful man now--an oxymoron considering he was a Saiyan. He purged planets for a living and he was good at it. He was the ‘Impenetrable Wall’ for a reason. But circumstances out of his control led him to a remote planet that was perfect for a Saiyan of his track record to try and make a fresh start.

Out of sight and out of mind. Just survive until tomorrow. Keep that smile up and no one’s the wiser. This was a mask for a former killer.

“What I tell y’all ‘bout sparrin’ near the house? If ya gonna use yer fancy energy blasts, do it somewhere else?”

She angrily points at the recently crispy impact site that was once her front yard. As well as the crumbling porch.

its the fandom surronding it, tfs’s creators have constantly reminded people they arent a good source for characterization considering they’re a parody but it never seems to work

really? idk if they’ve stopped doing it in their recent vids, but i have seen a lot of their past db game vids on their gaming channel, and they always seemed to believe and support a lot of misconceptions in their discussions. mainly the nonsense surrounding goku, and since he’s my fav character it makes me salty lmao

“Wait, so this is where it was coming from?” Sage chakra wasn’t something she could sense due to not being a Sensor or in Sage Mode, but thankfully, Katsuyu picked up the slack in that regard. In a glen within a deep forest straddling the Land of Rivers, leaving after helping to finalize the details for a new mental health clinic in the past week, the trip home was one better done on foot. Katauyu’s eye stalks swiveled about, the slug pensive despite Sakura’s eagerness.