I'll have you know the closest thing to a deity in my world are a bunch of weaklings who can't even defend themselves against a pink walking pile of chewing gum. And the other is simply a paper pusher of whom I've destroyed their office before without consequence. And if I remember correctly none of them are capable of changing forms. [He's just grouchy about being a girl, in addition to the normal grouchiness. Don't mind him.]

The form is the pinnacle of Saiyan strength. It's not so different that you wouldn't recognize me. I've just got more fur than your normal humanoid bipedal would have. And a tail. [Totally avoiding the word monkey here.]