Piccolo's World
In this "DBZ universe" the timeline of Dragonball Z is mixed together (for example, Trunks and Goten are kids yet Freeza is still alive), so don't be surprised when you see characters mixed together. In this the world is run by none other then Piccolo. He is the supreme ruler and is feared by all! Unfortunately, Piccolo doesn't really take care of his planet, so the entire planet is covered with cities that look like run-down ghettos. On another note, there is some pretty strong profanity at times and marijuana plays a pretty big part in this fic. There are also characters alive that should be dead. Everything is all mixed up because this is Piccolo's World. So if you don't mind reading stuff like this, then please continue!
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Chapter I
Indeed, not even Goku stood up to Piccolo. He worked as a janitor at a local convenience store owned by Vegeta. Goku was outside mopping the sidewalk when a black stretched limousine turned onto the street and stopped next to Goku. The windows were tinted black, so it was almost impossible to see inside.
The window slowly rolled down, and as it did so smoke started to roll out of the inside of the vehicle. So much smoke that Goku had to wave his hands just to see. Inside the smoke-filled limousine was Piccolo. He wore a black business suit and tie with black sunglasses.
"Greetings, Goku," Piccolo said seriously.
"Uh, hey, Piccolo," Goku replied.
Piccolo's look changed to a humorous expression and he burst out laughing. This went on for several minutes and Goku just started at him confused.
"Are you mopping the sidewalk?" Piccolo asked.
"Yes, it's my job," Goku answered.
This made Piccolo laugh some more.
"That's some funny shit," Piccolo said.
"Hey, is that Freeza?" Goku asked pointing inside the car.
Freeza was indeed sitting next to Piccolo in the car.
"Who? That?" Piccolo said. "Nah, that's uh, Freeza's uhm, other brother, uhh, Freezo! Yeah, Freezo!"
Both Piccolo and Freeza laughed some more.
"Oh, well then pleased to meet you Freezo. I hope you're not evil like the rest of your family," Goku said.
More laughing.
"Okay Goku, I'm outta here. this stop had no significant value. Later."
The window rolled back up and the limousine drove off. Goku shrugged and went back to what he was doing. A second later Vegeta shouted, "Kakarot, get your stupid-ass in here!"
"Yes sir, Mr. Vegeta," Goku replied.
Goku went back inside and saw an angry looking Vegeta.
"Give me that fucking mop," Vegeta ordered.
Vegeta took it and broke it in half. "Are you fucking retarded Kakarot? I wasn't serious when I told you to mop the fuckin' sidewalk! Get your ass behind the register stupid!"
Goku nodded and did what he was told. Vegeta rolled his eyes and went into the back room to sleep.
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Piccolo's limousine drove up to the golden gate in front of his mansion. Nappa stood guard at the gate. He also wore a black suit and tie like Piccolo. When he saw the limousine he stood straight up and said, "Good day, Mr. Piccolo."
He pushed a button on a remote he had and the gate opened. The limousine drove in and when it was out of sight Nappa leaned against the gate again and fell back to sleep.
The limo stopped directly in front of the mansion and the driver-Chouzu- opened Piccolo's door. A barrage of smoke engulfed him immediately and Piccolo climbed out. He stood up and straightened his tie. In his left hand was a large cigar filled with weed.
"That was a good drive Chouzu. Here's your prize," Piccolo said and pulled a sack of weed out of his jacket and gave it to Chouzu.
"Thank you, sir."
Freeza climbed out of the car.
"Ah yes, my new business associate Freeza," Piccolo said. "I forgot you were there."
"Heh heh, indeed," Freeza replied.
The two walked up the long, marble staircase leading to the large, wooden door. They were greeted by none other then. Guldo!
"Good to see you, Mr. Piccolo," Guldo said opening the door. Piccolo gave him a sack of weed and they made their way to a large, long wooden table. Sitting on one end was a chair that looked like a King's chair, and a couple feet to the right of it was a regular chair. Piccolo sat down on the big chair and Freeza on the regular.
A second later Tien came in wearing a suit similar to Piccolo's. He placed an ashtray and a glass of water in front of the Namek. In return Piccolo gave him some weed. Piccolo next placed the cigar in the tray, placed his sunglasses on the table, and took a drink. Tien returned with a cigar box filled with special cigars. Piccolo pulled one out and Tien left again.
"Have a cigar," Piccolo offered to Freeza.
"A tempting offer," Freeza replied, "but I don't smoke."
This caught Piccolo completely off-guard. Nobody ever turned down his weed- filled cigars. Nobody!"
"Besides," Freeza replied, "there was enough second-hand smoke in that car to get anyone fucked up."
"I see," Piccolo replied calmly. "Quite all right."
"I'm glad you agree Mr. Piccolo. I know what happens to people when you. disagree."
Piccolo grinned. "Indeed, I have a reputation for such things. However, I know your position in the universe. You could be a powerful ally."
"As with you, Mr. Piccolo. As with you."
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Trunks and Goten were still kids. They were on the sidewalk sparring when a medium-sized black car drove up and stopped next to them.
"Who's that?" Goten asked.
Trunks shrugged. "Don't know."
The door opened and none other then Cell came out!!
"Hello boys," Cell said calmly. "Let's go for a ride."
"No way man. You're evil," Trunks said.
"Who? Me? I just want to get you kids some, uh, ice cream or something."
"I haven't had ice cream in years!" Goten exclaimed.
"Me either," Trunks agreed. "I say we trust him!"
"You can count on me," Cell said giving a thumbs up. Trunks and Goten got into the car. That was easy, Cell thought.
"Hope you don't mind some ice cream at Lord Piccolo's mansion," Cell said evilly.
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"Mr. Piccolo," Tien said. "The children are on their way."
"Ah, excellent," Piccolo replied. "So the deal is final Freeza?"
"Indeed. The proof is in the pudding."
"Good. A limo will take you to your hip."
The two shook hands and Piccolo put his sunglasses back on. The Namek led Freeza outside and then suddenly kicked him in the back of the head. Freeza felt the full force of the unexpected attack and fell flat on his face. Piccolo then kicked him two more times with full-force kicks.
"Bitch!" Piccolo shouted angrily. "Nobody turns down Mr. Piccolo's Cigars! Now you die, motherfucker!"
Piccolo disintegrated the weakened Freeza with a powerful ki blast. Afterwards, he straightened his tie and went back inside as if nothing happened.
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Well, that's the end of Chapter I. I have the entire story already written out, but I probably won't post it unless someone shows interest in it. Hope you enjoyed it.
In this "DBZ universe" the timeline of Dragonball Z is mixed together (for example, Trunks and Goten are kids yet Freeza is still alive), so don't be surprised when you see characters mixed together. In this the world is run by none other then Piccolo. He is the supreme ruler and is feared by all! Unfortunately, Piccolo doesn't really take care of his planet, so the entire planet is covered with cities that look like run-down ghettos. On another note, there is some pretty strong profanity at times and marijuana plays a pretty big part in this fic. There are also characters alive that should be dead. Everything is all mixed up because this is Piccolo's World. So if you don't mind reading stuff like this, then please continue!
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Chapter I
Indeed, not even Goku stood up to Piccolo. He worked as a janitor at a local convenience store owned by Vegeta. Goku was outside mopping the sidewalk when a black stretched limousine turned onto the street and stopped next to Goku. The windows were tinted black, so it was almost impossible to see inside.
The window slowly rolled down, and as it did so smoke started to roll out of the inside of the vehicle. So much smoke that Goku had to wave his hands just to see. Inside the smoke-filled limousine was Piccolo. He wore a black business suit and tie with black sunglasses.
"Greetings, Goku," Piccolo said seriously.
"Uh, hey, Piccolo," Goku replied.
Piccolo's look changed to a humorous expression and he burst out laughing. This went on for several minutes and Goku just started at him confused.
"Are you mopping the sidewalk?" Piccolo asked.
"Yes, it's my job," Goku answered.
This made Piccolo laugh some more.
"That's some funny shit," Piccolo said.
"Hey, is that Freeza?" Goku asked pointing inside the car.
Freeza was indeed sitting next to Piccolo in the car.
"Who? That?" Piccolo said. "Nah, that's uh, Freeza's uhm, other brother, uhh, Freezo! Yeah, Freezo!"
Both Piccolo and Freeza laughed some more.
"Oh, well then pleased to meet you Freezo. I hope you're not evil like the rest of your family," Goku said.
More laughing.
"Okay Goku, I'm outta here. this stop had no significant value. Later."
The window rolled back up and the limousine drove off. Goku shrugged and went back to what he was doing. A second later Vegeta shouted, "Kakarot, get your stupid-ass in here!"
"Yes sir, Mr. Vegeta," Goku replied.
Goku went back inside and saw an angry looking Vegeta.
"Give me that fucking mop," Vegeta ordered.
Vegeta took it and broke it in half. "Are you fucking retarded Kakarot? I wasn't serious when I told you to mop the fuckin' sidewalk! Get your ass behind the register stupid!"
Goku nodded and did what he was told. Vegeta rolled his eyes and went into the back room to sleep.
---
Piccolo's limousine drove up to the golden gate in front of his mansion. Nappa stood guard at the gate. He also wore a black suit and tie like Piccolo. When he saw the limousine he stood straight up and said, "Good day, Mr. Piccolo."
He pushed a button on a remote he had and the gate opened. The limousine drove in and when it was out of sight Nappa leaned against the gate again and fell back to sleep.
The limo stopped directly in front of the mansion and the driver-Chouzu- opened Piccolo's door. A barrage of smoke engulfed him immediately and Piccolo climbed out. He stood up and straightened his tie. In his left hand was a large cigar filled with weed.
"That was a good drive Chouzu. Here's your prize," Piccolo said and pulled a sack of weed out of his jacket and gave it to Chouzu.
"Thank you, sir."
Freeza climbed out of the car.
"Ah yes, my new business associate Freeza," Piccolo said. "I forgot you were there."
"Heh heh, indeed," Freeza replied.
The two walked up the long, marble staircase leading to the large, wooden door. They were greeted by none other then. Guldo!
"Good to see you, Mr. Piccolo," Guldo said opening the door. Piccolo gave him a sack of weed and they made their way to a large, long wooden table. Sitting on one end was a chair that looked like a King's chair, and a couple feet to the right of it was a regular chair. Piccolo sat down on the big chair and Freeza on the regular.
A second later Tien came in wearing a suit similar to Piccolo's. He placed an ashtray and a glass of water in front of the Namek. In return Piccolo gave him some weed. Piccolo next placed the cigar in the tray, placed his sunglasses on the table, and took a drink. Tien returned with a cigar box filled with special cigars. Piccolo pulled one out and Tien left again.
"Have a cigar," Piccolo offered to Freeza.
"A tempting offer," Freeza replied, "but I don't smoke."
This caught Piccolo completely off-guard. Nobody ever turned down his weed- filled cigars. Nobody!"
"Besides," Freeza replied, "there was enough second-hand smoke in that car to get anyone fucked up."
"I see," Piccolo replied calmly. "Quite all right."
"I'm glad you agree Mr. Piccolo. I know what happens to people when you. disagree."
Piccolo grinned. "Indeed, I have a reputation for such things. However, I know your position in the universe. You could be a powerful ally."
"As with you, Mr. Piccolo. As with you."
---
Trunks and Goten were still kids. They were on the sidewalk sparring when a medium-sized black car drove up and stopped next to them.
"Who's that?" Goten asked.
Trunks shrugged. "Don't know."
The door opened and none other then Cell came out!!
"Hello boys," Cell said calmly. "Let's go for a ride."
"No way man. You're evil," Trunks said.
"Who? Me? I just want to get you kids some, uh, ice cream or something."
"I haven't had ice cream in years!" Goten exclaimed.
"Me either," Trunks agreed. "I say we trust him!"
"You can count on me," Cell said giving a thumbs up. Trunks and Goten got into the car. That was easy, Cell thought.
"Hope you don't mind some ice cream at Lord Piccolo's mansion," Cell said evilly.
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"Mr. Piccolo," Tien said. "The children are on their way."
"Ah, excellent," Piccolo replied. "So the deal is final Freeza?"
"Indeed. The proof is in the pudding."
"Good. A limo will take you to your hip."
The two shook hands and Piccolo put his sunglasses back on. The Namek led Freeza outside and then suddenly kicked him in the back of the head. Freeza felt the full force of the unexpected attack and fell flat on his face. Piccolo then kicked him two more times with full-force kicks.
"Bitch!" Piccolo shouted angrily. "Nobody turns down Mr. Piccolo's Cigars! Now you die, motherfucker!"
Piccolo disintegrated the weakened Freeza with a powerful ki blast. Afterwards, he straightened his tie and went back inside as if nothing happened.
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Well, that's the end of Chapter I. I have the entire story already written out, but I probably won't post it unless someone shows interest in it. Hope you enjoyed it.