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.]

Comments

[misterbrief]

What are you, five? [He cannot believe this, this was absolutely absurd, he couldn't see a single reason as to why this was even remotely funny.]

The next time I see you Vash I'm going to wipe that idiotic grin right off your face and onto the floor!

[Oh boy, now he's really angry.]

[goldenglasses]

[A hundred and five? Maybe!]

Aw! Come on! I haven't even done it yet!

[misterbrief]

Don't you even think about shaving my hair at all! Do you hear me? Or do I have to say it louder!?

[That vein in his forehead is pulsating at this point.]

[goldenglasses]

No, no. That won't be needed, because if you get any louder you'll blow my ear drums, then I'll have to shave your head just for revenge, and getting you drunk first just sounds like too much of a pain anyway.

[misterbrief]

[Vegeta is currently debating whether this is worth it or not. A blown ear drum is quite painful.]

You wouldn't dare.

[HE LIKES HIS HAIR...]

[goldenglasses]

I don't know, blown ear drums are a serious thing you know.

[misterbrief]

So is having the ability to chew your own food. [He'll make sure Vash won't be able to if he ever comes near his head.]

Besides, you'd never have the chance to shave my hair. You'd be passed out drunk long before I'd feel the effects of any alcohol.

[goldenglasses]

Ha! Like someone as grumpy as you can out drink me!

YAY I GET TO TRY MY NEW ICON

[misterbrief]

Oh yeah?! I don't think you know what you're dealing with! I'm willing to bet you'd be over the toilet throwing up your lunch while I stood and watched you in your misery! [It admittedly does take a lot to effect a Saiyan. Vegeta's kind of an expensive date.]

Yay! Icon!

[goldenglasses]

[Plants work in much the same way. Although in this case, Vegeta would probably win. Partly because Vash doesn't really care if he wins or not.]

HA! If that happened I'd be aiming for your shoes anyway!

\:D/!!!

[misterbrief]

Don't you dare, if you throw up on my boots you'll be getting me a new pair and then some! I almost hope I get sick myself just so I can ruin your clothing!

[goldenglasses]

Oh, no, I'll have to get new free clothing. I'm so scared!

[misterbrief]

[He laughs, kind of deviously at that.] That's not the point! You're going to have to walk around all night with a unsightly mess on you until you get home. Now if you don't want that, then I suggest you hold your alcohol a little better.

[goldenglasses]

You mean you'll have to walk home. You're that drunk I'll just take your clothes and leave you with mine.

1/2

[misterbrief]

Please, you would be stumbling about like a fool! So out of it you couldn't coordinate two colors together let alone undress me. [A beat.]

2/2

[misterbrief]

[And it dawns on him.] Are you out of your mind!? If you even think about touching me and leaving me naked I'll destroy you!

Re: 2/2

[goldenglasses]

Naked? I never did say anything about taking your underwear. Just something with less puke on it. Ew, dude, sorry to tell you but I'm just not into guys.

Ugh. Especially ugly ones. I don't want to see THAT!

[misterbrief]

How dare you insinuate that I am attracted to the male species! And what are you trying to say, huh?! [He doesn't think he's ugly at all!]

[goldenglasses]

I'm not insinuating nothing. You're the one who seems to want me to leave you butt naked somewhere. Ew.

[misterbrief]

Ugh, disgusting. I wish for no such thing. [There's a full on glare coming from the Prince, but he is looking a little grossed out too.]

[goldenglasses]

You're the one who brought it up.

[misterbrief]

Gah! Can we just drop it then!? I don't want to discuss the very thought of it anymore! I'm going to be sick even before drinking at this rate!

[goldenglasses]

Oh? So are we drinking then? [Not that he really cares. He was about to head to Good Spirits as it was. At little bit of angry bickering could be a nice change.]

[misterbrief]

As long as you promise me you will not throw up on me. [He kind of wants to see if he can outdrink Vash, even if Vash doesn't care about winning. That competitive side of him just doesn't let up sometimes.]

[goldenglasses]

And if you promise not to throw up on me I'll be happy have a few drinks with you. I was going to head towards Good Spirits in a couple hours anyway.