Post by Vi-Poi on Mar 29, 2015 3:31:07 GMT
Vi-Poi flipped the highband switch in Big Blu’s software, and a broadcast went out to all stations, relayed to television sets across the world:
A Saiyan man opened the door to his humble forest cottage. “I’m home!” He said in a smooth baritone voice, dropping the severed tail of some large Dinosaur onto the table with a boom. “And I brought dinner.”
The tall and burly Saiyan was wearing faded battle armor of the Solar Saiyan Empire, and had a thick pair of dark and boxy glasses over his eyes. His bushy brown tail was wrapped properly around his waist.
“Dad, you’re back!” A young Saiyan boy said, running up to hug his arms around his father’s strong legs. The boy was tailed, too.
“Hey son!” The Saiyan father said, patting his son’s dark and spiky hair. “Notice anything different about your father?” He asked with a grin.
The son blinked up quizzically at his dad. “You’re wearing sunglasses. At night! Why’s that, dad?”
The Saiyan father’s grin widened, and he put his fists on his hips. “I look cool, don’t I son?” He said, pointing at the dark glasses. “These are Blutz-bans, state of the art moonglasses from the good people at Blue Banner. I got them for free, and I get Pride Points for wearing them.”
The son frowned, tilting his head. “Moonglasses? Why would you ever need to wear those? And are Pride Points good?”
The Saiyan father chuckled and ruffled his son’s hair. “Pride Points are very good, son. You know… sometimes the big moon catches in your father’s eye, and he gets a little grumpy. I don’t want to be grumpy son, I want to be happy. So I wear these when the moon gets big, and I stay happy.”
The son’s frown deepened, and his brow furrowed in worriment. “Is Blue Banner being mean to us, just ‘cause we’re Saiyans?” He asked sullenly.
The Saiyan father laughed, throwing back his head. “Not at all, son! Blue Banner has many proud Saiyans in its ranks, just like you and me. Blue Banner wants us to be happy, productive members of Earth society – just like everyone else.”
The Saiyan son’s frown turned into a wide smile at his father’s explanation. “Okay!” He exclaimed with a gleeful laugh. “And they do look cool. Can I have a pair?”
“Why, sure son! I picked out a pair of Blutz-bans just for you.” The father lowered the moonglasses from his nose and winked into the camera. “And they get you Pride Points too, that can be exchanged for Blue Banner goods and services everywhere.” He reached into a small knapsack at his waist and produced a pair of dark and boxy glasses for his son.
The Saiyan boy slid the shades eagerly over his eyes, and jumped excitedly. “Yay!” He said with a twirl, giving the camera a peace sign. “I look so cool with these, and I get Pride Points that I can use for toys!”
The Saiyan father chuckled. “Blue Banner really looks out for us, don’t they son?”
“They sure do, dad. They sure do.” The Saiyan boy said, smiling up at his father.
The father and son image froze with a scroll of legal text:
All tailed Saiya-jin and tailed persons of Saiya-jin descent within the Earth’s atmosphere are legally required to wear Blutz-bans when outdoors during the Full Moon Period, or remain safely indoors, away from windows. Any tailed Saiya-jin or tailed persons of Saiya-jin descent in violation of this policy will be subject to immediate enforcement under the Blue Banner Public Safety Act. Those with a Writ of Dispensation from the Special Secretary of General Affairs and members of Blue Banner Special Forces are not subject to this law.
The image of the Saiyan father and son was replaced by a still shot of a suited Vi-Poi standing on a mockup of the steps to King’s Castle. A blue flag wavered patriotically behind him. “I’m Secretary Azure, and I approve this message.” His voice announced.
The transmission faded to black.
A Saiyan man opened the door to his humble forest cottage. “I’m home!” He said in a smooth baritone voice, dropping the severed tail of some large Dinosaur onto the table with a boom. “And I brought dinner.”
The tall and burly Saiyan was wearing faded battle armor of the Solar Saiyan Empire, and had a thick pair of dark and boxy glasses over his eyes. His bushy brown tail was wrapped properly around his waist.
“Dad, you’re back!” A young Saiyan boy said, running up to hug his arms around his father’s strong legs. The boy was tailed, too.
“Hey son!” The Saiyan father said, patting his son’s dark and spiky hair. “Notice anything different about your father?” He asked with a grin.
The son blinked up quizzically at his dad. “You’re wearing sunglasses. At night! Why’s that, dad?”
The Saiyan father’s grin widened, and he put his fists on his hips. “I look cool, don’t I son?” He said, pointing at the dark glasses. “These are Blutz-bans, state of the art moonglasses from the good people at Blue Banner. I got them for free, and I get Pride Points for wearing them.”
The son frowned, tilting his head. “Moonglasses? Why would you ever need to wear those? And are Pride Points good?”
The Saiyan father chuckled and ruffled his son’s hair. “Pride Points are very good, son. You know… sometimes the big moon catches in your father’s eye, and he gets a little grumpy. I don’t want to be grumpy son, I want to be happy. So I wear these when the moon gets big, and I stay happy.”
The son’s frown deepened, and his brow furrowed in worriment. “Is Blue Banner being mean to us, just ‘cause we’re Saiyans?” He asked sullenly.
The Saiyan father laughed, throwing back his head. “Not at all, son! Blue Banner has many proud Saiyans in its ranks, just like you and me. Blue Banner wants us to be happy, productive members of Earth society – just like everyone else.”
The Saiyan son’s frown turned into a wide smile at his father’s explanation. “Okay!” He exclaimed with a gleeful laugh. “And they do look cool. Can I have a pair?”
“Why, sure son! I picked out a pair of Blutz-bans just for you.” The father lowered the moonglasses from his nose and winked into the camera. “And they get you Pride Points too, that can be exchanged for Blue Banner goods and services everywhere.” He reached into a small knapsack at his waist and produced a pair of dark and boxy glasses for his son.
The Saiyan boy slid the shades eagerly over his eyes, and jumped excitedly. “Yay!” He said with a twirl, giving the camera a peace sign. “I look so cool with these, and I get Pride Points that I can use for toys!”
The Saiyan father chuckled. “Blue Banner really looks out for us, don’t they son?”
“They sure do, dad. They sure do.” The Saiyan boy said, smiling up at his father.
The father and son image froze with a scroll of legal text:
All tailed Saiya-jin and tailed persons of Saiya-jin descent within the Earth’s atmosphere are legally required to wear Blutz-bans when outdoors during the Full Moon Period, or remain safely indoors, away from windows. Any tailed Saiya-jin or tailed persons of Saiya-jin descent in violation of this policy will be subject to immediate enforcement under the Blue Banner Public Safety Act. Those with a Writ of Dispensation from the Special Secretary of General Affairs and members of Blue Banner Special Forces are not subject to this law.
The image of the Saiyan father and son was replaced by a still shot of a suited Vi-Poi standing on a mockup of the steps to King’s Castle. A blue flag wavered patriotically behind him. “I’m Secretary Azure, and I approve this message.” His voice announced.
The transmission faded to black.