[Have a very pale and nervous Krillin showing up.]

Okay, so, I'm sure I won't have to tell Vegeta because like me, he probably felt this but... I have something of a public service announcement. There is an alien here that I have... personal experience with. I would love to say he's exaggerating on his claims, but he's mostly not. Okay, story time...

[He clears his throat and all.]

So, I crossed paths with him on the Planet Namek, looking for a way to restore the Dragon Balls of my world with their Dragon Balls - it's a long story, but whoever assembles the balls gets a wish. Anyway, Frieza and his army were looking for the balls so Frieza could wish for immortality. My buddy Goku was able to beat him... but only after he killed me with a single gesture. Oh, and Planet Namek? Didn't survive the fight.

Goku and Frieza's battle blew up an entire planet. And that wasn't Frieza's first. Or third. Frieza is a ruthless, bloodthirsty, power-hungry psychopath that won't hesitate to kill if you get in his way. Heck, look at him wrong and you might get vaporized. Or he may do it for fun. Just... steer clear of him.

Let Vegeta, 18, and I handle him. We're... probably the best equipped to do that.

[VIDEO]

[ The first thing, the video feed shows is a face as white as bleached bone with jet black lips and eyes that are cold crimson pools that seem to bore into anyone watching this. It slowly pulls away to reveal just how alien the figure is The round dome-like head with the large shiny purple spot on the top of it like a crown. The cup-like protrusions for ears and the sleek yet muscular body complete with a long lizard tail that waves idly back and froth.

Several seconds pass in silence as the being who bears more than a slight resemblance to a certain Psychic Pokemon here contemplates his unseen audience with smug amusement, until at last he finally speaks. The voice is pleasant, soft-spoken and cultured, yet there is a sense of deep malice behind every word.]

Greetings to all the people of this world, I am Lord Freeza, the most powerful being in all existence. I was in the middle of something rather important before I abruptly found myself here... Not that I mind really, it only prolongs the inevitable for that Monkey and his Earthlings. Besides my conquering skills could use a bit of reinvigorating what with being dead for some 15 years or more.

So as of this moment, I'm the new management here and my word is law. I take it none of you have a problem with that, do you? Because if you do, please feel free to speak up.

I'd like to get the executions all done at once.

[Action]
[ You are in Nova City for whatever reason minding your own business, when a pale androgynous lizard man floats down out of the skies to land in front of you.]

Could you be ever so kind as to direct me to the current location of one Miss Weiss Schnee, writer of the introductory guide to this place and current ruler of this city? I'm here to replace her...

[His flicking prehensile tail smacks the concrete ground and makes a deep hole in it for emphasis.]

[Action]

[Trunks's arrival goes as per normal. He wakes up in confusion, finds the things on his person, and listens to the hologram. At this point, the only thing he can think of to do is listen to the advice he found, and visit the welcoming center.

Though before he does, he rises into the sky and unleashes some energy. He begins to power up, but just as he's on the cusp of going Super Saiyan, he stops and lets his power level fall back down. If anyone he trusts from his world is here, that's the best way to get their attention. Then he leaves the Bay area.

It's late afternoon when Trunks walks into the Schnee Welcoming Center, looking around for whatever he can find. Eventually, he may approach an employee and ask for help.]

Excuse me, you work here, yes? I was wondering if you could help me out here.

[Video]

[The feed shows a young man in his early twenties with lavender hair and piercing blue eyes. The edges of a blue jacket can be seen, as well as what looks like the handle to a sword strapped to his back. He also has a serious expression on his face.]

So, everybody that ends up here gets one of these devices, right? So you can all see and hear me right now.

I'm a new arrival here, though you probably guessed that by my first question. I was wondering if anyone had any important info for me that wouldn't have been covered in the kiosk outside the place where I woke up. Also, the message had said this was safer than most places. How safe are we talking here? Unfortunately, "safer than where I came from" is a pretty low bar, so I'd like to be prepared in advance.

Also, what may have changed since that recording was made? Has anyone made headway on how to get out of here?

[Locked to Coby and Smoker]

Proceed with caution. Keep an eye on the severity of the threat but do not engage unless civilian lives are on the line. Let the idiots who choose to go after him take care of themselves.

... Maa... well I suppose I can't order you around... But forget that I have no jurisdiction.


[open]

What are the procedures in case of an emergency?

[with a bland voice and face as if this is merely an inquiry. He hopes that whoever responds with actual knowledge has the intelligence to keep it locked]

[When the feed clicks on, Maribelle is seated in a large leather backed chair, sipping tea next to a vacant fireplace.]

To all of you that wish to attend, my fine establishment will be having its grand opening on the 30th of the month. If you do wish to attend, please wear something a little more appropriate for a proper tea sitting, and not the standard fare of shirtlessness I see from certain citizens of our city. I would like for my staff to please meet me at the shop at the corner of 14th and Willow as soon as possible, so that we might discuss everything.

[She pauses to take a lingering sip of her tea as if considering something, and then sighs and says what she was thinking anyways.]

I am aware of this present threat that people feel is looming over the city, but I have no intention of letting that stop our daily lives if I can help it. I have faith in the powers that be to keep this place intact, or we'll simply all have to die and be forced into starting all over again. What will happen, will happen, and at this particular point I am not involved enough to fret over the details myself. I hope for the safety of everyone involved, and I hope that damage will be kept to a minimum. I-

[She paused mid-sentence, deciding perhaps that remaining neutral was still the best option for the safety of her newly started business. Offering healing to any who need it is all well and good, but if some super powered tyrant was going to torture her to death unless she healed him, she'd prefer to avoid it. It was best if she kept that particular tid-bit under her hat.]

I might also suggest that there are those with rather unusual powers here, and that it is unwise for anyone to create such a ruckus in the future if they do not wish for a painful reminder of how small any one person can truly be in the grand scheme of multiple universes. You may have the power to destroy the universe, but for all you know there may be an ant with the only specific power of being able to eat your power and leave you a crippled wretch. Temper whatever power you may possess with wisdom, and you may all live much more pleasant existences. That is all.

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