It was a cold, cloud covered day when fans of the Dragon Ball anime and manga came together to mourn the death of a hero, Son Goku. No dragon ball can revive him, not even the power of the all powerful Kami can reach him this time; he is dead as a door nail. The blog Paracosmos Infinitos I think puts it best:
“Goku never submitted to Freeza, Cell, or Buu, but succumbed to the producers of Hollywood.”
They marched down the streets with his famous orange Gi in hand. Finally, the funeral parade arrived in front of the place where Goku passed on to the other world, the movie theater. They placed flowers, pictures, and spiky yellow hair down and prayed; all while looking up at the person who murdered Goku, Justin Chatwin. It was the day the greatest Super Saiyan died. The greatest tragedy in all this was that Goku was never able to make use of his driver’s license.
Grab a box of tissues, and watch the entire event after the jump.
We will never forget the memory of the most brutal anime character slaying in history. How many more must die at the hands of Hollywood producers? When will the killing stop!?
Is it just me, or does that one guy bald guy in the procession look an awful lot like Rude from Final Fantasy VII? If he were white and French?
But anyways, this made me lol. Then cry.