The undisputed KING of jobbers

The undisputed KING of jobbers.
>jobbed to jetCHAD
>jobbed to saber TWICE
>jobbed to a autistic japanese ginger who wants to fuck a sword
>jobbed to a LITERAL prostitute infected with maggots
I rest my case.

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i'm glad ufo fixed his squashed babyface for the anime.

that's not vegeta.

There is one jobber who surpasses all. The Apex Jobber. The Alpha and Omega of All Jobbers. MOTHERFUCKING JOBGETA

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THE PRINCE OF ALL JOBBERS

>Headcanon
Lancelot was fucked. The omniscient narrator said he was fucked.
"—The golden one seems to be proud of the number of his Noble Phantasms, but the black guy has the worst affinity with him."

The two Servants watched silently on one side, as the other one standing there, Rider, spoke confidently.

"When Blacky takes a weapon, he becomes stronger by just taking it. And Goldy throws them so shamelessly. He's a versatile fellow."

As the King of Conquerors calmly commented, Berserker wasn't taking one step back in front of Archer's fierce attack. On the contrary, when a more powerful Noble Phantasm flew at him, he would abandon his current one to exchange it scrupulously with the new weapon.

The violent roaring sound stopped when the last of the sixteen Noble Phantasms fell down.

In the hollow silence, there was only Berserker in the middle of the dust coming down. The surroundings, including the storehouses and street lights, were all completely ruined. The black knight had a battle ax in his right hand and a simple sword in his left. All the other Noble Phantasms were scattered at Berserker's feet, or stuck in the rubbles around. Not a single blade had reached the black armor.

Berserker nonchalantly raised the two remaining Noble Phantasms in his hands— and without preparation, he threw them in Archer's direction.

Gohan's pathetic performance against Buu is the most humiliating jobbing in the history of fiction - Bar none. No event has ever had a steeper gap between the expectations set by hype and the absolutely underwhelming performance that followed it. He spends the ENTIRE arc just sitting on his ass in a ritual that is supposed to make him the strongest ever, when he's finally done his power is presented as absolutely UNMATCHED. Everything points to him being the one to finish off Buu, his dad even tells him to bring back peace to the world, and when he arrives, he lets off a legendarily sick burn by literally calling Buu a retard... And then he jobs. He jobs pathetically. He accomplishes absolutely nothing except to make the situation even worse, all through his own stupidity. Not only did Gohan get brutalized by Buu in one of the most one-sided battles ever in DB, he lost against an enemy that started out WEAKER than him. He actually LOST against someone that was flat-out weaker than him, simply because the enemy was smarter and had planned it all out from before Gohan even arrived. Victory was literally his for the taking and he STILL fucked it up by being a careless retard. But we're not done yet. Goku himself arrives to save his ass, with one last back-up plan: They can fuse with Potaras and become unbeatable. And guess what? Gohan fails to catch a fucking earring thrown at him. This supposedly skilled martial artist, who can move at blinding speeds, who has a sixth sense for the movement of living beings, FAILS. TO CATCH. A FUCKING. EARRING. But we're STILL not done yet, oh no. When it finally looks like luck is on their side because the Gotenks inside Buu defuses and he reverts back to being weaker... Gohan gets fucking absorbed. Because he stood there like a moron, unaware of his surroundings, even after KNOWING Buu does this type of thing when cornered - Making him EVEN STRONGER than when he was when he fodderized Gohan. NOW we're fucking done. Good JOB Gohan!

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Maybe the aiming was off, or he didn't really try to hit anything, but the ax and the blade hit the pole of the street light that Archer was standing on top of. The blade hit the middle, and the ax, the top, cutting the pole into pieces as if it was butter.

The pole cut in three pieces fell in a tremor. But that's the only thing that fell clumsily on the ground. The golden Heroic Spirit had jumped before the iron pole was cut into pieces, and landed on the ground apparently unscathed.

"Damn fool... Are you trying to put me on the same ground as you, me who should be at the top?"

—No, saying he was unscathed is only from a third party's point of view.

Archer's rage had apparently reached its critical limit. The wrinkles carved between his eyebrows changed his good features to an evil omen.

"You deserve death for your insult. You mongrel, I won't leave a single piece of your body!"

In anger, Archer howled at Berserker, his eyes burning crimson. For the third time, the space around him warped to let a herd of blades materialize...

The next count of glowing Noble Phantasms reached thirty-two. This time, even Rider kept silent. Berserker had endured a continuous attack of sixteen Noble Phantasms, but there was no way to resist twice that number. That was the same for all the other Servants. Nobody could estimate the limits of the latent power of the golden Archer anymore.

Lancelot couldn’t handle 32 at the same time.

Vegeta is the Prince of jobbers.

kek'd