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This article, Dragon Ball...Lookout?, is a Fan-Fiction article.
....I'll just start with the story. Alright, let me explain.
This fan-fic revolves around the users here writing a fanfic! Each heading, new story! So if there is colored comments (except in prolouges and in separate areas), it means the users are talking.
Man: Action! Alright!
Voice 1: Yeah, so I was like, I'm gonna kick your ass or are you gonna kick your own ass?
Voice 2: No way... haha!
Voice 1: How am I supposed to help these lads if they just go around and godmod? It's 'ididculous!
Voice 3: Ridiculous like your grammar, I suppose.
Voice 1: Screw you, Hoodz. I really mean it. Screw you.
Hood: *Chuckles* Yeah, yeah. That ain't new. Alright, so here we are. Wait, the heck are we doing?
Voice 2: Writing this book!
Hood: So how do we do this?
Voice 1: Well, you're the guy who wanted to do this. What's it about, anyways?
Hood: ...I'll just do the pics. You guys just....work your magic. *Walks away*
Kuzey: Mike. I'm just gonna use your words. F*ck you.
Heading 1....wait, the heck's this chapter supposed to be 'bout? We'll improvise.
In a distant place, where men ruled the kingdom and....the others did whatever they were supposed to do, a mysterious spaceship landed and a strange race came out. The trolls.... --Wait. The trolls come out from a spaceship now? Kuz. What the hell?
So you can do it better? A'ight, show me what you got!
Hmmpf! I'll take over! Get..erggh....get out of the writers chair....graah! *Punching sound is heard*
In your face..
So, the story resumes....
.*Troll gets out of the ship* "Trollars 'N Trollers! Ge' ou' hir!"
Troll 1: Yesh sir!
Troll 2: STFU douche!
Troll 1: U stoopid, dumbwass!
Troll Commander: *Smacks both of them* STFU befoh I ge' all wackho!
Trolls *Cowering in fear*
Mike, you're never gonna get anywhere like this.
Since for some reason a time-skip appeared, Trolls took over the planet, everything is a mess, nothing is told because I'm too lazy, anyways, 3 years passed...
Kuzey: *Walking as a badass, battleworn and scarred*
Mike: *Walks as a badass as well*
Kuzey: This world is a mess. I stood there, ready to leave. Next thing I know, the place was destroyed. Trolls everywhere and Zion dead...And the worst thing is, you hate yourself. You coulda changed it--*Shoots random troll in the head*--but you didn't.
Mike: Kuzey. Does it look like I give a f*ck? I mean, really. You did what you did, get over it.
Kuzey: You've gotten more cocky with that gun of yours. What is it anyways?
Mike: This beauty? This consists of a mini-gun and a rocket launcher with indefinite ammo. Though it needs a cooldown time.
Are you kidding me, Mike? Seriously.