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Fanfic: Les Âmes
standing in front of them. Bulma, on the other hand, laughed and happily walked on the way.
> Vegeta, I think it's better if I don't tell them about the mirrors, I think you understand. <
ENDE / LES ÂMES
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That was it. Conclusion:
Working time: approx. 2 weeks
Font size in the original: 12
Writing width: 1-18
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Words: 8,923
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Pages: 15
Storage space: 92 KB
Classification: My new number one (at least among the FFs that I screwed up ...)
I hope you enjoyed the story. It's now 14:31 and I'm going to go through it all over again.You just had the final result in front of your eyes (and are now probably very happy that it is finally over).
I don't know yet what I'll write next.
I'm waiting for your clerks.
P.S .: (1) A note from me:
The place where Vegeta wonders why he doesn't turn into an oozaru
---> I just want to remind you that the FF plays after GT. And we all know that Vegeta bustles around pretty much everywhere in GT with a monkey tail.
(2) My self-criticism:
I find the ending, especially the mirror scene, too cheesy. However, I thought about it and I couldn't think of anything better. I hope you can get over that.
(3) My favorite spots:
You hear and be amazed: Somehow I like the thing with the mirrors and the dialogues best. (So when Veggie tries desperately to talk to someone and he continues to chat undeterred)
I just want to get rid of that.
It would be really nice if you could write me a similar review. (What did you like, what didn't and what definitely needs to be improved)
Thanks in advance.
P.P.S .: Here's a little riddle, it consists of several sub-questions and relates to the time of the end of the DBZ.
So, sub-question 1:
How many Dragonballz are there that Dende created?
Sub-question 2:
How many Dragonballz are there that Piccolo / God created?
Sub-question 3:
How many Dragonballz are there that another Namek has created?
Question:
How many Dragonballz are there in total?
Well, who comes up with it? As a reward there is a prize from me, what will not be revealed yet!
Then I wish a happy sheep and say:
Tschauiaui, tarragon!