Dragon Ball Z Where Action Figures are Mini Super Saiyans Picture this: You’re guiding the nimble fingers of your younger cousin through your collection of Dragon Ball action figures — the most diverse gang of plastic warriors since toyboxes became a thing. It’s like hosting a martial arts tournament for a crowd of thumb-sized Super Saiyans, and your shelf is the world stage. Ever wonder how Goku trains in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber? He doesn’t. He chills on your coffee table, between empty soda cans and last week’s homework assignments. And like any decent house guest, he brings his fiery aura to illuminate your procrastination nights. You might say these tiny plastic legends have mastered the art of nonchalance, even while mounted in epic power poses. There’s something refreshingly rebellious about a character whose hair lifts skyward, defying both gravity and your grandma’s concept of tidy hairstyles. Dragon Ball figures do not simply exist. They declare, with every ounce of bright yellow mane and questionable musculature, "We are here, and we’re ready to throw down with any existential crisis you throw our way." You ever notice how Vegeta’s action figure has the kind of cool aloofness of someone who’s plotting...