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miss-plum · 5 months
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Ava was on her way to the medical bay, yet again.  
She strode towards the pod rooms with heavy steps and a frown on her face. The few passing medics scattered away nervously - none of them would have dared to approach or question her presence in the critical care unit. Ava was upper class elite after all and hierarchy isn’t questioned, at least that's how it was in the Capitol. 
She reached her destination at the end of a narrow hallway – a room void of personnel and empty except for a few steadily beeping devices and a large medical pod. In it, surrounded by a cloud of silver hair and completely still, the source of her turmoil. That damn machine. 
Ava sighted and a moment later her tail unwrapped from her waist, twitching in agitation. Why she wasted so much time watching this bothersome creature floating in a tank, she did not know – but she kept coming back.  
It was unconscious, has been for almost two weeks, cables of all colors and sizes protruding from its body. 
Roughly a month ago the AI prototype that had been running the first aid station simply shut down. Nothing the distraught engineers did, could make it open its eyes and operate. They opened it up, checked its circuits, took it apart and put it back together. In a last attempt to recover it, they did a memory backup, rebooted the system and put it in a healing pot, hoping for the best. 
Ava doubted it. After 13 days without showing any activity or sign of life, it was unlikely the android would operate again. It took a huge investment to finance the planet’s AI program, just for its pièce de résistance to stop moving. What a waste of time and money. 
But she could not deny that there was a certain fascination to it. No, to her. 
Ap was so similar to Ava and yet so entirely foreign. Instead of Ava’s impressive physique and muscular frame, she was small and delicate. Instead of the thick black hair that every full blooded saiyan spotted, her hair and the fur of her tail was a bright silver color.  
“Not too different to make humanoids uncomfortable, but different enough to identify us as artificial.”  
is what she said back when they first met, with a timid but warmhearted smile on her face. 
Ava wondered if Ap’s hair was as stubborn and rough as hers or if it was as soft and silky as it looked. She caught herself wishing she could touch it - just for a second. 
The android had been shy and reluctant at first but quickly warmed up and started pestering her whenever she’d come to the medical bay during the past two months. Ava was not very good at small talk neither did she like unnecessary banter, yet Ap drilled her with questions about herself. 
She tried to appear unapproachable and intimidating to discourage the android – which usually came easy and did not require much effort with other sentient lifeforms, but the artificial nuisance was persistent. 
Her eerily blue eyes focused on Ava, she didn’t rest until her questions were answered. And while the attention was initially unwanted, Ava couldn’t help but feel a little flustered by Ap’s interest. 
Until she reminded herself of the fact that as much as she appeared like a woman, she was a machine and built to collect as much knowledge about her surroundings as possible. It was just easy to forget when the person in front of Ava looked at her with so much warmth and admiration.  
//The programming on these things is so authentic, it fooled me for a moment...//  she thought bitterly.  
Still the fact that she will likely never feel that warmth and hear her that soft voice again – artificial or not – upset her. Damn these engineers for making her mourn an inanimate object without a soul. 
Furious, her tail lashed out and smacked a container filled with aquamarine fluid against a wall, where it burst and spread all over the floor.  
Yes, anger was good. Being angry was easier than being upset, more powerful. She forced herself to deeply breathe in and out, until she felt like she was in control again, then slowly put her hand against the cool surface of the pod. 
The moment Ava touched its glass, the android’s eyes fluttered open and stared right at her with a fierce intensity. Too dumbfounded to react in her usual cool and calculated manner, she stared right back, mouth agape. 
Ap’s eyes wandered from Ava’s face to her hand and her expression softened and lost its intensity as if she remembered where and who she was. Slowly she raised her own hand towards Ava’s and pressed it against the glass, as if to touch her. 
They gazed at each other for what felt like an eternity, until Ap gave her that familiar gentle smile that made Ava want to smash the protective glass of the pod and wrap her arms around the smaller woman. The impulsive need to embrace the android broke the spell.  
Blinking she detached herself from the surface and wrapped her tail back around her waist before it’s involuntary movement could give away her feelings.  
The android opened her mouth in complaint, taking on a hurt expression, but all she could produce were bubbles that slowly rose to the ceiling of the pod. 
Bewildered, Ava turned around and left the critical care unit without looking back. She was embarrassed about this moment of weakness caused not by a woman made of flesh and blood, but a thing constructed of steel, refrigerant and circuits. She was mad at herself, at the android, at the engineers – mad at the entire planet for making a fool out of her. But at the same time relief washed over her.  
Ap was back and she seemed to remember her. A cautious smile played on her lips - it seemed like she had to endure this unsolicited friendship for a little while longer. 
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imahungrynacho · 2 years
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Some Saiyan OCs! 83
Kida belongs to me, Yuca belongs to my friend @oKuuro on Twitter and the bottom two are Neroh and Cilana, OCs belonging to a very special someone on our Discord Chat! ^^
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cthomasholmes · 1 year
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Okay, here's my first attempt at posting something on Tumblr. This is a Saiyan OC I made with some friends as part of a fanfic story. Her name is Kathryn "Katie" Wukong (Saiyan Birth Name: Punzi). Not the best art, but I am only now learning digital art, and I haven't practiced much in a year
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iamverynormalaboutocs · 3 months
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Hi im gunna ramble about the sisters because they are on the brain, unsurprisingly.
If none of this makes sense in the grand scheme of things; hush i'm having fun and trying
Baji
Okay, so, Baji is kind of funny--in the sense she's an absolute pacifistic coward. No, she didn't hit her head really hard; it's just kind of how she functions, since she's kind of just. afraid of everything.
However, she's much better at facing her fears than her little sister Parlie. If you count crying and hitting said fear in the jaw as a good way of doing it.
Despite initially being considered the weakest of the sisters, Baji has proven herself to be the strongest. By a long shot. I guess that kind of happens when the person you're being compared to runs in and gets knocked out and/or away like a fool.
Baji's more close-range oriented compared to Parlie, preferring to see if she can either
A. Intimidate her opponent
Or
B. Get a good first hit off.
If neither are successful in any way shape or form, she can take quite a few hits. Not a lot, but enough to buy allies some time or take her opponent down with her if they are really hellbent on killing her.
You know that one-inch-punch video? That's kind of what Baji likes to do. Send her opponents away with the strongest strike she can do at the shortest distance.
Although she can seem composed, Baji's emotional switch is. Rather light. Despite the fact that harsh words can't hurt her physically, they tend to send her to tears quite a bit. ...this is why she finishes a lot of her fights in tears.
Sometimes, when she's distressed enough, another switch in her head flips and she becomes rather cold and calculating. However she isn't really able to tell friend from foe in this state of mind unless she's been around said friend for roughly over two years or knows them WELL.
She's rather worried about everything and everyone, most notably of which being her sister. Who has attempted to sacrifice herself to save Baji several times.
Baji lives in a little run down fishing hut that barely has electricity solely because she enjoys being away from people. Crowds stress her out a lot.
Her "typical" appearance isn't her resting appearance. At all. She's constantly on-edge and stressed out to the point where she's very subtly powered up. The main differences between her "resting" and "normal" state are
1. More defined muscles when alert.
2. She gains like 3 inches of height.
3. Her hair is a tiny bit more spiky but it's hard to notice unless you try and brush it down at all. (And. Well, good luck with that regardless).
She keeps the shoulderpad of hers because of the fact it hides a rather embarassing scar. She doesn't talk about it much.
Wears sleeveless tops purely because a lot of shirts straight up do not fit.
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Parlie
Parlie is. Well. Dumb idiot supreme. She rushes in without a plan and pretty much reveals the enemy's abilities to anyone else nearby. By being a punching bag.
It's not really a secret why she's covered in a bunch of scars. I mean, her reckless behavior kind of says it all.
More distance-oriented but still close-ranged when fighting.
She has no form, she has no grace, she will claw and slap you in the face. As quickly as she can.
Quick. Strikes. That's her game. Her entire thing is trying to overwhelm her opponent (and failing a lot of the time) before she either gets sent into a nearby structure or exhausts herself.
She's decent friends with Yamcha. Who'da thunk.
Scarily extroverted. She will drag you around places and you probably won't have much of a say in it. ...poor baji.
Ate an aquarium rock thinking it was candy once.
Was once considered stronger than Baji due to her boldness. This turned out to be false in almost every single way.
Is normally the one picking fights and suffering the consequences (unless Baji or someone else steps in. Normally Baji.)
The smiley on her top is named "Greg".
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fandom-trash-xl · 6 months
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The fun info rabbit hole experience of looking up a list of vegetable names, even knowing you don't nearly have enough Saiyan OCs to give them to
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shibuyashotos · 1 year
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Conversations
This is kinda more of a one off post, but I wanted to do somethin' like writing up a couple scenarios and what kind of dialogue I'd imagine happening in them. Nothing too major, just a spur of the moment kind of thought process.
Scenario 1 - "Roles"
(Dialogue between Tempo and Amara about their dynamic. Tempo is a character belonging to @inkyblott)
Tempo: "Hey, so I was wondering... What exactly would you say our dynamic is?"
Amara: "Dynamic?"
Tempo: "Yeah like what're our roles. Our positions. You know, functions?"
Amara: "As far as I'm aware, we're best friends."
Tempo: "Okay but like aside from that."
Amara: "We're best friends."
Tempo: "I was thinking like I'm always the goofy one and you're the big scary looking straight-woman that keeps me grounded. You kinda got this big stick up your butt."
Amara: (sounding a cross between incredulous and offended) "Tempo, we're best friends. Take it or leave it."
Tempo: (realizing her mistake) "Okay, no worries! No worries!"
Scenario 2 - "A Horrible Idea"
(The following dialogue is between two gods, one of them having a very peculiar idea)
God 2: "Okay so all I'm saying is that we gather up every single one of those legendary super saiyans, put 'em in the same area and have 'em battle it out to see which one is deserving of the title."
God 1: "Do you know how terrible that idea is?"
God 2: "Don't you mean how Awesome that idea is? Just think about it. It'll be like one big green battle royale! The last one standing is the real legend!"
God 1: "You Do realize that there are a lot of universes and thus a lot of them right?"
God 2: "Yeah?"
God 1: "You also do realize that each one is capable of destroying a planet at minimum, yes?"
God 2: "Sounds pretty fun yeah."
God 1: "Think about what would happen if you pit... oh i don't know, one hundred of them against each other in a battle royale."
God 2: "...I see the problem."
(They did not see the problem and still wanted to go through with it.)
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angelofalls · 3 days
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A bunch of MS Paint doodles from the other day. (I needed to feel "tool limited" to truly draw without a care, it was so much fun!)
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rickardt · 2 months
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Rest in Peace, Akira Toriyama. While your works live on, your light and creativity will be missed.
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peridoxikal-redux · 5 months
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I'm sick rn so I tried out making an oc based on @bahnloopi 's Sento Saiyans to distract myself...but it turned into 3 ocs.
They're supposed to be based on the Six-Eared Macaque, so theyre a little sibling trio of tricksters.
Senpa is the eldest and the leader. She likes mixing random liquids together and hoping they do something like turning someone bald.
Mus is the youngest and a gentle giant of sorts. His pranks mostly sort of consist of him making you look at something that isn't there, but he thinks he's just as good as Senpa.
Kalui is the middle sibling and despite how she looks, is the most destructive. An agent of chaos. Her pranks almost always have property damage or medical attention for victims involved.
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chickenoptyrx · 7 months
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3am doodle turned into a sento saiyan. Cause they're neat. Was also playing w a different pen than I normally use
Sentos are a concept @bahnloopi came up with- you can read more about em in this post along w others on their blog
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muses-of-the-memory · 3 months
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Zizzi was in her apartment. Baking some cookies at the moment as she was leaning against the counter at the moment. Looking at her scouter for a little bit.
Xeno Trunks was finishing up with his duty with Chronoa, the Supreme Kai of Time and he smelled cookies. He then comes to Zizzi's apartment in Conton City.
"Hey there, Zizzi." Trunks greeted. "You making cookies?"
@bluemajingirl
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miss-plum · 5 months
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imahungrynacho · 2 years
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Neroh and Cilana as grown ups! They’re both soooooooo 🔥🔥🔥🔥
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artbybai · 2 months
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I’m Just Saiyan, Kohi…
OC x Canon ship of my OC Kohi & Raditz 🥰
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furipasart · 6 months
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Speaking of Neira, here she is! A Therapie that works as the Aromatherapy Item Merchant/shop-keeper! As a Therapie, she is very soft spoken and calm! She and my boy Sabo (another Sento Saiyan) often have sessions together or just hang out! For more understanding of the Sento Saiyans, please go to @bahnloopi! She is the original creator of this saiyan variant!
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saraji · 2 months
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Sometimes my friends ask if i simp for Vegeta since they know i love Dragon Ball like bitch no i be like "no, but i simp for his son"
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