FPM: ...reviews are pretty!
Cell:...?
FPM: um, yeah...anyways...
17: I had hamburgers for lunch!
FPM/18/Cell: o.O
17: what, something wrong with that?
FPM: (-looks up 17's nose-) haha! Boogie-MAN!
17: (-covers nose, walks off, blushing...-)
Cell: well you are certainly an odd ball to-day...
FPM: there's nothing wrong with that at all, I mean, right?...and because I am vertically challenged-
Yugi: YEAY! I am TOO!
FPM: ...go fix your puzzle.
Yugi: haha! FPM, we shall use the combined forces of ourselves to become the super duo of the universe! YEAY!
FPM: -...?
FPM: like I was saying, uh, b/c I am vertically challenged, like my new friend Yugo, or whatev, from the show 'Yu-Gi-Oh' which I don't own...(oh, and last story i used that quote from 'Antz' and i don't own that either...)
Yugi: I'm a Super-YUGI! Hahahahahahahaha-
FPM: about that...SO!-like I was saying, b/c I am vertically challenged-
Yugi: YEAH!
FPM: SHUT uP!
Yugi: ...up-SHUT!
FPM: o.O...yeah, so b/c I'm short, and when I stand next to ppl, I end up looking up through their noses and it gets rather disturbing...
Cell: that is rather despicable...
18: go figure
17: I'm a model!
FPM:...I can't finish anything around here...not even this conversation...
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17: you finished it by saying you didn't, causing the computer to end it b/c everything does completely opposite of what you want it to do, right?
FPM:...but you just started abother one...(-.-)
Cell: SHAZAM! It's ended!
18:...rather abruptly at that...
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Cell had previously been in a rather unique conversation with the voices in his head and had brought it to a halt when 18 had determined Cell's new look would consist of pink bows and-
'I can't believe that you are so stupid as to think I would actually dress like that...'
/Something wrong with my idea?/
'What's not wrong with your idea?...And besides, I won't ever use it...'
/But you're using my power to gain more strength, so that means you're a user. You can make up for that by trying on this new dress I made for you!/
'NO! And besides... why should I care about what you ninnies think I should look like?...'
-Dunno.-
/Hey! What's up, sillie-willie?!/
-...That was the strangest thing you have ever said to me...-
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FPM: okay, yeah, um, no one's talking in character...
Cell: who wants to? It's the weekend...
FPM: it's Monday! (-sigh-)...
17: oh, yeah, um, sure....
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/It works, though...there's nothing to do in this stupid head anyways.../
'My head is not stupid! It's perfect! That, FYI, is why they call me 'Perfect Cell', because I am!'
-...Maybe it's a perk!-
'Maybe you're a-'
/SO! ...anything you did today?/
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FPM: STILL out of character!
Cell: Well how the shit can we act without a damn sense of what to be doing?!?
FPM:...sorry. Just breathe, okay? Inhale deeply....Exhale-
Cell: I AM NOT MENTALLY STRESSED! SHUT UP!
FPM/18/17: o.O
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'Why the hell would you want to know? You witnessed what I have been doing all day because you are in my head, equivalent to doing everything I have been doing, which is completely nothing what I have been wanting to do-'
-Like see that girl?-
'GAH! No! ...Should I?...Wait, no...I have been trying to meditate and I haven't been able to do this for one day- there are only nine days left until my games begin and I-'
-What are the purpose of having these games, anyways?-
'...Because I am bored and power should be held above-'
/They could be training right now and might have gotten stronger than you.../
'...Doesn't matter. I won't lose...' I can't lose...
/And how will that be?/
'Don't question me.'
/Or what? I'm already in your head, so what worse can you do to me?/
-Remember when I said he had a thing- -
'God, I do NOT. We already went through this and I would rather we not talk about yesterday's conversation because that is totally worthless!'
/...Is the girl worthless?/
'How should I know? I don't know her enough to make that judgment...'
/Then go get to know her!/
'...Why are you trying to do this to me? Add to my frustration?'
-...Sorry, I fell asleep during your pointless conversation, now what should we do?-
Cell frowned as the dark sky's grey clouds opened, unfurling a pour of rain on Cell's head. Obviously it had been informed of what Cell's intentions were...
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Goku had been searching, accompanied by the Dragonball Radar system Bulma had ingeniously invented, for Dragonballs, and had come across one in a lake. He stepped out of the water with one of the balls in hand, smiling.
"Great, only..." He stared up towards the sky without a clue of how many more dragonballs were still needing to be found. Pulling out his cell-phone,
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17: you're a phone! That's totally neat!
Cell: ...?
FPM: right, then, along with the story!
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he dialed Bulma. "Uh, hello, Bulma? ..yeah, I found it...WHAT?!? Six MORE?...Oh, well, then alright...I guess I'd better head on..." Sighing, Goku shoved his cell-phone back into his pocket. God, this'll take longer than I thought... Goku slipped on his puffy, orange jacket and zipped it. He shook his head in an attempt to dry his large, black hair.
Goku shot into the air, back to Capsule Corp in the city. Then he heard crying around the corner of a building while he was over the city, and decided to investigate.
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FPM: hahah! Goku in long, brown raincoat and funny, black glasses on with a big nose!! cute!
Cell/Goku:...
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Flying slowly over the city, he located the origin of the weeping and landed by an alleyway. He looked around him
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17: no words she spoke, until this fair ma-a-a-a-id's har-art was brooooke.
18:...why are you singing "she's like the swallow?"
FPM: YEAY! I LIKE that SONG! (...don't own that eithr...)
17: ...
Cell: this unique information is what I would categorize as 'obsolete'.
FPM:...BIG WORDS! YEAY!
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and noticed a human at the end by a brick wall. Goku stepped towards the human, and noticed that the person had long, somewhat curly brown hair and possibly a thin body from not eating. He sighed and stopped near the person.
"Hello? I-"
"Huh?..." The person looked up. "...What is it you want?"
"...Oh, um, I was just wondering if you were okay?..."
The person seemed to be a girl—and would have been prettier if she had not been starved. She wiped her long, magenta sleeve to wipe the trickling tears off her bony face.
"...Sorry I'm so demented...it's just...well, anyways..."
She straitened her back and revealed a dead boy in her arms. Her tears seemed to be infinite, and she frowned at the wall to her right.
Goku nodded. "Oh...was he your brother?"
"Yes...I was supposed to watch out for him...when our parents died, that is...but that- that green monster came and snapped his neck for no reason...he was just- ...only eight and by the damn play-structure when that bastard creation came and-"
She stopped herself from continuing and looked up at Goku. He cleared his throat.
"...Do you have a home?"
"Yes, but it was destroyed along with our-...my...parents..."
"...Oh...Sorry..."
"It's not your fault..." Then her eyes widened somewhat and looked aup at him, almost petrified. "...Or is it?"
"...No. I wouldn't rouse a creature like that. Cell. Have you heard of him?...He looks a little different now, but basically the same..."
"...I have heard and seen him...almost died by him to..."
"How'd you escape?"
She sighed and looked at the ground. "I-...I don't know. That's the strange part. He came and found me...then I cried...and then he left...it's all rather confusing..."
Then an idea brewed in Goku's mind. He smiled. "Soooo...did he seem confused? Any notions at all as to why he left you?"
The girl shook her head.
"What's your name?"
"...Crystal. Yours?"
"Goku. Nice to meet you."
Crystal smiled. "And you."
Goku took her hand and helped her up to her feet, and he took the boy in his arms, walking with Crystal to the cemetery to bury her beloved brother.
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FPM:...did that seem a little down-played? It didn't seem too funny to me...
Cell: that's because I wrote it.
FPM: OH! Which reminds me...I own my ideas, Crystal (that's demented- I don't believe in owning ppl, but obviously that's not the case...) and the story, but DBZ is not mine, nor do I work for it and im really sorry to any english teachers that have issues about the stupid grammar problems in my story...
17: who'd want to be that kind of teacher?'
FPM:...! Con't insult ppl, Cell ...Huh...anyways, English teachers are very peculiar ones at that...
18: do you find teachers attractive?
FPM:...have you seen any 'hot' or 'things of that nature' in teachers? I mean really...Anyways, the answer is no...
17: Good. They look old.
Cell: -takes pictures from 17- ...This one of yours?
FPM: No, that's (-Bleep! -can't say name!- -).
Cell:...That man's married?!?!?
FPM:...That's a she, and yes, and might I ad that was rather rude?
Cell: Well, excuse my vulgar behavior.
FPM: o.O...anyways, beyond that, I do not believe that there is anything beyond that...
17: ...what's a prune? When I called Vegeta and purposely took the rest of his 'minutes' on his cell-phone-
Cell: I'm A phone?!?!?
17:..already said and done, abut as I was saying , after I did that, he called me a f---ing prune, and I'm rather confused...
FPM: when is there time in life to not be? okay, i really hope the rating is okay, but i wouldn't no 'cause i can't rate nothin'...
Cell: ...you don't swear much.
FPM: no, I try not. It's a bad habit-- to say them, I mean, not the other way around...oh shut up.
Cell: but I didn't say anything...
FPM: sorry. ...life good?
Cell: LIFE GOOD! (-hugs FPM-)
17: obliviously you can't miss anything to understand anything, but that's alright...any amount of confusion will hopefully be answered in chapters or these funny conversation that's called "obsolete" by Cell but in other words are very cool to me.
FPM:...the meaning of cool is 'constipated, over-weighted, over-hated, loser.' ...my little brother told me that, yup, yup...
18:...wait, so you're the girl in the story?
FPM:...do I look thin to you from not eating? You're supposed to eat a well-balanced diet, and if not go see a damned nutritionist-dude, otherwise ...no, and besides, my brother's alive, not dead, Einstein-Man. Oh, we learned about him in school, today!
Cell: yippee...
FPM: Haha, that's what I said, lol.
17: is 'lol' said as 'l-oh-l' or 'lohl'? I like 'lohl' better...
18: obviously you loll about.
17:...yeah, say it like that!
FPM: 'work that back, don't know where it's at, slow motion for may, slow motion-'
Cell: Woh, yeah, um, right...
FPM: don't worry...I hate that song. It's boring. Sorry to any of you who like it, but anywyas I don't own it nor do I wanna (haha, beat that, teachers!)
17: ...life good?
FPM: LIFE DANDY!!
18/Cell/17: o.O...