4th Taunt | Video/Action

[misterbrief]

[Video]

[In the last few months after arriving in Luceti, Vegeta (somehow) has managed to meet a variety of the inhabitants, somehow miraculously making "friends" and creating enemies alike, but he's noticed one common theme among almost every person he's come across.

This absolutely strange obsession everyone seems to have with his hair.

Which today, has prompted the Saiyan Prince to angrily express himself on the matter.]

Listen. I know most of you may not know me, but if we cross paths- yes, this is my actual hair. [He turns his head so the video can clearly catch all of his anti-gravity mop.] It's not held up by any artificial means, it's not a wig. I don't use this "industrial style hair gel" some speak of, I don't blow dry it to perfection, and I certainly have no intention of letting any of you try to brush it, comb it, touch it, or otherwise come near my hair to satisfy your curiosity.

A Saiyan's hair does not change from the moment they are born. I've always had this hair, though I have cut it to this length to match earthling hair, as it was much longer in the past. [His daughter made him cut it. It was nerdy.]

So I don't want to hear anything more about it, from anyone, or I'll be more than happy to blast you.

[Action]

[He's going to either be at home in Community House 3, at Seventh Heaven getting a meal, or training at the Battle Dome, if you'd prefer to run into him instead.]

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[misterbrief]

Because it was necessary! It was on the battlefield, it was kill or be killed! No rules! How is that hard to understand?!

[fishy_go_byebye]

[She shrugs, her negligence clear through the camera.]

Oh.

[That's not very interesting at all. Give her a moment while she stirs her finger in what-might-be-mud.]

[misterbrief]

[He sees that.]

Careful, or else your carelessness might end with that mud covering more than just your finger.

[fishy_go_byebye]

It probably won't become a monster.

[But it might, and it stirs a little bit in tiny, monstrous fury.]

[misterbrief]

Mud does not constitute a monster, unless you're living on a planet that probably should have been destroyed long ago. It is, however, disgusting. [Not as bad as a pool of blood though.]

[fishy_go_byebye]

Dirt don't hurt~

[She hums the rhyme in her head a few times, her little monster making a face and roaring a silent, tiny challenge before she stuck a finger in its mouth.]

[misterbrief]

No, you only lie in it at the end of the day. [Or rather the end of your life.] It's not exactly fun.

[fishy_go_byebye]

[She's never imagined an eventuality where she'll lie in the dirt.]

You've never made an angel.