[h2]Raditz - Freddy Fazbear's Parking Lot[/h2]
Raditz took the mask and looked at it. Excellent! This would make a fine disguise! With a bit of difficulty due to his thick and volumous hair, he tied the black and white mask on to his face.

"Excellent! Now no one will know that this masked warrior is in fact Raditz, elite Saiyan warrior! I shall reign terror through the night!"

Nevermind the battle armor, the arm and leg bands, and the ridiculous hair. Still, he listened and went inside, trying to determine what to do next. The power of the mask, imaginary as it were, was soothing. He felt that nothing could kill him in here. Very quickly, he came across a bunch of robots on stage singing about friendship which almost made him want to gouge his ears out. But he could set it aside for the time being, as he had spotted two pathetic weaklings to address.

"You two!" he said, pointing to the pair sitting with the astonishing piles of food. "Where can I go to enforce the glory of Lord Cooler?! And where can I go to find such delectable looking food?!"