

V/B Just Want You To Know Who I am 3 Four hundred and thirty-eight... Four hundred and thirty-nine... Four hundred and forty...V/B Just Want You To Know Who I am 3 by ~MagicalPokomiChan
Come on, just sixty more...!!
You'll never become a Super Saiyan if you can't even do five hundred push-ups. It's just 403 times normal gravity! That's for pussies!
My back is completely wet, my breath is shaky and unsteady and I can barely support myself on my aching arms. So much pressure...
But I have to make it through.
Father...
Four hundred and... forty-one... Four hundred and forty... two...
I'm getting way to soft lately.
Four... hundred... forty... three...
It's so frustrating. I now fully understand why and how Kakarrot became what he


B/V Just Want You To Know Who I Am 2 It's raining.B/V Just Want You To Know Who I Am 2 by ~MagicalPokomiChan
With my hand on the damp, cold window in my room, I look outside.
The Gravity Room is soaked with water; there's no way that I'll be able to train today. I sigh and scratch my chin.
Seems like today is going to be a long day.
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When down to the kitchen, the Woman is already there, fully dressed and drinking pitch-black coffee.
I grunt and nod with my arms crossed as a greeting, and she seems utterly surprised over me attempting to socialize, but she says "Good morning" anyway. Feh. Women.
I open the refrigerator lazily and pick everything necessary for breakfast, but I stop immediately when I see somethin


B/V Just Want You To Know Who I am 1 Diamond polished floors decorate the floor in Vegeta's throne room, the throne of finest Narrok was proudly opposing a large window in which one could behold the wide, lush meadows ... everything is mine. Everything.B/V Just Want You To Know Who I am 1 by ~MagicalPokomiChan
A senator with flashy clothes standing next to me is talking about how much he reveres me, that I'm a brilliant ruler... all the things I already knew.
All of a sudden opens the massive door, and a slave trader comes forward. Feh. Pesky slave traders; always trying to sell me a drag queen. Rip apart those little shits is what I usually do.
Anyway, I am quite interested in what he has to offer.
"Come forth," I demand in a sol