Leo: WARNING. OMG WARNING. My Co-writer went crazy on this one xD So anything said, please do not take offense.

(Also, anything that Cloud or Cless say is absolutely just them talking smack, they probably don't even know what those words mean XD!) No offense is meant in any of it!

EB Games Tech Support
Chapter10

"Asshole."

Randal hung up the phone at (the now infamous) EB Games as a result of yet another failure. The other staff working that day, Dhaos and Sephiroth, gave a slight hint of interest. Though not much, because this kind of thing was expected.

"Man, fuck him. Douche bag calls me up askin' if there's ever gonna be another Dragon Ball Z game and if so how many."

"And your response?" inquired Mr.Anti-Human (Blonde edition) while he was stocking the newest rehash of an old game that no one really liked but was deemed a classic anyway because the classic title fooled people into buying so many copies that it could legally be called a classic despite it's gameplay (or lack thereof).

"I just yelled Over 9000 into the phone. With a question like that, how the fuck else was I to respond? With some pussy four or five hundred? Fuck that. If you ask a question about a series that laughable with a number of games akin to the amount of children that over-payed movie stars adopt from Ethiopia or some shit, what do you expect? Shit, if I worked for the Toonami translating team, I would have just dubbed that show over with grunts and moans from a bunch of beastiality movies. All in all, it's the same basic sound quality. Not to mention, a chick choking on a horse cock would sound just like Vegeta."

In a random valley that's hundreds of acres of rocks, grass, rocks, cliffs, trees, rocks, lakes, and rocks two saiyans abruptly stop their flight.

"Hey Vegeta, what's up?" Nappa stopped and looked behind him at the giant floating hairpiece known as Vegeta.

"My Funimation scouter is going berserk! Somebody's really cussing up a storm…"

"What's his swear level?" Inquired the bald saiyan.

"IT'S OVER NINE THOUSAAAAAND!!!" Vegeta shouted as he crushed his Swear-O-Matic-Scouter.

"What nine thousand?!"

"It seems we're dealing with no ordinary foe to censorship here. Nappa! Stay your guard, we're going to hunt this mother… big meanie down."

"Whatever you say Vegeta, lead the way."

In the ever decadent EB…

"Fuckin' A! I can't believe the shit this company ships in as it's 'new releases'. DDR Max Two K Double Super Nova Explosion Of Destructive Catatonic Calamity Of Music, Sonic The Hedgehog: Hard-Boiled-EGGMAN, and what the fuck is this? 'My Little Pony And The Lost Rainbow'? Give me a fuckin' break." Randal then proceeded to toss every single one of the previously mentioned games into the garbage disposal, where Sephiroth quickly saved them.

"Look man, we don't have a say in what this place stocks, just like we don't have a say in what customers come in here.

"If I had my say there'd be no black people!" Cless shouted from the back room.

"Or jews!" was quickly added-on by Cloud.

"I hear ya on that one…" Dhaos murmered.

"As I was saying, if we could choose the games we stock I wouldn't put any of this crap. No way, only the classics."

"Classics in terms of shitty games that a lot of people bought or excellent games that no one has ever heard of?

"Tch, what do you thi- The fuck?!"

Just then a loud sound was heard and for a moment it appeared the roof had suddenly gone convertible. No, something else had happened… I believe there is no better term for it other than 'Blowed Da Fuck Up'.

"What the hell man?!" Dhaos yelled angrily at the two floating figures in the sky.

"Nappa! He's the one!" said Vegeta pointing at Randal

"You sure about that Vegeta?"

"Of course I'm sure you fool! Can't you sense his offensive power from here? He's a walking 9/11 joke!"

"What in the fuck are you talkin' about?" Randal broke into their conversation as the two Saiyans slowly floated down to the floor of the store. (Rhyme +5) They proceeded to walk up to Randal, standing about seven feet from him.

"Hahahaha! You don't know who we are do you?"

"Confused as a sheed in the farmers bed."

"Fool! We are the elite Saiyans! He is Nappa, and I am Vegeta. I am the Prince of all Saiyans!"

"Wait, isn't there only like, two or three of you guys around right now?"

"Shut up! We've been sent here to destroy you."

"Let me guess, Frieza?" Randal gave them a sarcastic look.

"No! He has been replaced by… Gen Fukunaga! President of Funimation, and lord of censorship itself! We have been sent here to rid you of the universe before your potty mouth ways infect all living things!"

"How long you been on earth?"

"About twenty minutes, why?"

"Listen, buddy. I hate to break this to you but… you're fuckin' stupid."

"Wha- wha- wha- wha- wha- wha- wha- wha – wha- wha- what how dare you!" The spikey haired Saiyan replied in anger and (over-exaggerated) disbelief.

"Look, I don't know how it is on whatever pussy planet you came from, but on Earth there's almost no such thing as censorship. Nobody, and I mean nobody, gives a fuck if they offend some piss ant minority! Cless, Cloud, prove my point!"

"I hate Niggers!" Cless quickly chimed in, as though it were his duty to state his anti-semeticism.

"And I hate jews!" Cloud added.

In utter disbelief and shock (ZOMG), the two Saiyans were stunned back a few feet.

"Vegeta, these guys are crazy! I say we get out of here before… you know."

"Quiet Nappa!" Vegeta then turned towards Randal and the others. "How… how could you? How are you able to utter such indecencies with no threat of punishment? How can you so freely speak without a second thought?"

"It's easy," began Sephiroth "This is EARTH!"

"I… don't understand…" Vegeta replied, obviously (and overdramatically) shaking in his wee space boots.

"Group huddle!" Randal barked at his employees who soon followed suit. All five of them gathered in the storage room, now empty of it's video games.

"Look, I think I know what their problem is…" Randal began the group meeting.

"Aids? Cancer? Erectile disfunction?!" Cless stupidly began.

"No, ya fuckin' gimp. I think that they're afraid." Said Randal as he bitch-slapped Cless for suggesting something that idiotic.

"Afraid of what? Aids? Cancer? Erectile disfunction?!" Cloud soon received his bitch-slap as well.

"No guys, I think that they're afraid to swear! I don't know about the big guy, but the midgety one seems to have an air of built up rage. The kind of rage that you can only get out by cursing excessively or shooting small children. Seeing as how he's not going to do the latter, we need to help him out. Here's what we're gonna do.

After around three hours and two members less, Dhaos, Sephiroth, and Randal emerge from the storage room with a look of sheer determination on their faces. Ever seen the notebook? The part where Johnny's character is going to kill the girl? Yeah, that kind of determination.

"Hey fuck head, how the hell did you get that hair shape anyway?" Randal called out the midget Saiyan, often referred to as Vegeta.

"What did you say?!"

"I think that he's suggesting that the hair style you have is relative to what would happen if a midget shoved his entire head into a horses ass and rapidly pulled it in and out applying gel when necessary."

"What? You little… punk!"

"Haha, and look at his spandex!" Sephiroth began his attack "I would say it's disgusting, what with a package being shown and all. But it seems that his crotch is just a big flat wall of skin!"

The room fell silent… Not a single sound for a solid minute and a half.

"Dude, what the fuck? Keep it straight… Dumbass… Anyway, yeah, what fuckin' planet you come from? The one composed entirely of pussy's who pick flowers and eat shit?" Dhaos gave a little chuckle after saying this.

"What… what's happening… I'm so offended I can't move! I should be able to take this guy out with no problem but… I can't make a move without shouting something against lord Gen's orders! I can't let that happen."

"Aw look at the little midget. I think he's scared. What's wrong asshole? Was it something we said? Well here, I've got something better for ya." At this Randal took a deep breath and the other two workers immediately took cover behind the desk.

"Damn shit hell fuck dick cock god damn mother fucker twat cunt nigger jew jigaboo piss ant cock bite Bible Fucker ass licker horse sucker goat blower shit licker fudge packer bitch face bastard son of 1000 semen hanging from a wanker that fucked your mother!" Randal exhaled quickly at the end of this long string of obscenities.

At first nothing happened, but after a few seconds the bald Saiyan, Nappa's, head exploded from the sheer force of censorship violations. Everyone in the store was shocked, including the now very angry Vegeta. After staring at his companions headless body Vegeta turned to Randal and stared at him in anger for about fifteen minutes while gritting his teeth and grunting. Then he closed his eyes and assumed the power-up position (If you don't know what that is, you either suck or you're blind) and let out the loudest yell ever to be let out in the history of yells.

"Mm…. Hurr……. Erk…… F…. Fu…. F…. FUCK YOOOOOOOOOOUUUUU!!!!!!!!!!!!111!!11!1!!!!oneone AHHHHHHH!!!!!" immediately out of nowhere, random rocks that all look the same started flying up all around the Saiyan as he shouted.

After about twenty minutes of grunting and making rocks float Vegeta stopped, as if shocked.

"What… what just happened to me? How did I…."

"It's simple, those Funimation pansies brainwashed you into thinkin' swearing was bad or something." Sephiroth answered.

"But… what about Nappa?! Why did he die and I live?"

"That's simple," Randal began "Nappa was a wuss from birth, so naturally swearing was an impossibility for him. But you, you weren't always the blubbering pansy you were today. You just needed someone to kind of… break you."

"It… all makes sense now…"

"You know you want to, go ahead." Dhaos patted Vegeta on the shoulder.

"I've been wanting to say this for so long… FUCK FUNIMATION!!!"

Leo: Once again, anyone offended, we apologize xD The deal with Cloud and Cless's racism was more or less just a political statement that rascism is actually just a bunch of dipshitted blonde haired blue eyed people ranting and raving and actually not doing shit other than run their mouths. (Cloud and Cless are both Blonde Hair blue eyes XD)