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Eight six seven five three O’ nInNNneEEe
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@Ophidian Always go too far, because that's where you'll create the truth.
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@datadogie My score was 7. Yours?
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In closed 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
I THINK I'M REAAADDDEEHHHH
In but seriously 7 yrs ago Forum: Spam Forum
@ArenaSnow The ends justify the means.
Banned for glorifying the glorification of death.
The newsletter sign-up at the bottom sealed the deal.
In but seriously 7 yrs ago Forum: Spam Forum
The most effective way would be to just eat it.
In closed 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@liferusher Bagu is bug in japenese

Hikō means flying
In closed 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

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Rikka kindly rejected Gankona's offering, jittering and refusing the harmful exchange after asking if the goat-boy was old enough to smoke. "Sure I am. You can make the decision to sacrifice your lungs at anytime you want", Gank replied cheerfully, leaning back in his chair and popping the second cigarette into his mouth as he let out big puffs of smoke.

"Oh, right, you don't like it.", Gankona said nonchalantly to the mosquito girl, tilting his head to the ceiling as to direct the smoke clouds away from her. Karada took his desired seat next to the duo, his face a little too serious for the relaxed air pervading the kitchen, and seemed to watch the new host of people around him with silent interest. 'Might as well introduce ourselves', Gankona thought, his hands plucking the cigarettes from his mouth as he exhaled more smoke upwards and began to talk.

"This is Karada, Mosquito-girl. He's a rich kid. He's got lots of cigarettes and a winning poker-face. I'm Gankona.", the goat-boy informed, placing the cigarettes back into his mouth as he began to lean dangerously far in his metallic fold-up chair. "Can I get your name? Let me guess. Is it Bagu? Maybe Hikō?", Gank continued.


Gankona looked up from his group to see the approaching figure of black-haired male. He seemed scrawny, poorly-fit, and overall a real oddball. The goat-boy sorta liked his look. His approach was a charismatic snap-shot, too; the boy hesitantly approaching what seemed to be Rikka with a can of bug-spray leveled towards her. Hah, now that was a fantastic plan if the goat-boy had ever seen one.

In the boy's other hand, however, swang a plump grocery bag. The contents were mostly square and papery objects, probably some comic-books or something. Hell, the goat-boy might as well take a look. If you brought books, you should at least have enough to share with the class. It would only be fair.

Getting up from his terribly balanced chair, Gankona strolled over to the approaching Kaz. His cigarettes loosely dangled from his parted lips, those of which curled up in a sly smile. Puffing a wispy strain of gray smoke to the right of Kaz, Gank positioned his massive hand over the bug-spray's comparatively frail muzzle and starting to squeeze. A satisfying popping sound released itself from the canister, the head of the spray can collapsed by the goat-boy's grease-fried hand muscles. Just like a police pepper-spray; easily collapsible.

Gankona greeted the boy quickly after dismantling his 'weapon'. "Nice to meet ya'. Mind if I take a looksee?", the goat-boy chimed, his spare hand going down and picking up the full plastic-bag from the black-haired kid's grasp. Shuffling through the contents, Gankona found that the whole bag was just anime, manga, and a few snack-bars. Not much variety in the literature however; most of it was action-related. Plucking up what seemed to be the most easily-readable comic, Gank tossed the bag back to the kid before stating, "I'll borrow this real quick, gotta pass the time while blondie makes pizzas."

Gank sat himself back down at his chair, hoisting it backwards in another dangerous lean as he read the twentieth issue of Mob Psycho 900,000. Two streams of grey smoke floated up and away from his dual cigarettes.
@Kazemitsu Sorry, for some reason I remember Kaze being in a chain-mail suit. I'll change the detail.
The Greater Jak-Jak

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A small and petite creature lobbed itself at the Jak-Jak, the beast's bulky eyes straining upwards to see Lyra trying to fall upon it. Bringing it's gigantic tail up into the air, the Jak-Jak swatted the girl towards the ground, a satisfying thump signalling her descent. The Greater Jak-Jak continued its attack, bringing its armored tail down to try and pin the girl.

Next was a colorful barrage, the pigments of bright plants splattering onto the Jak-Jak's hide. Bringing its bulky right wing into position, the Jak-Jak created a barrier between the shots of paint and itself. It quickly turned its attention away from the paint, as to focus on a much more dangerous target.

Crack. The Jak-Jak felt a large vibration go through it's back leg. Twisting its head around with a terrifying snarl, it posed its tail to wack away th-

"REEE-ONNK!"

The Jak-Jak roared as the power of a hammer-instrument and a Demon Shot collided with its body all at once. It tucked back its shielding wing closer to its gigantic body, and recoiled its head away from the hunter in front of it.


A blinding ferocity began to egg itself into the Jak-Jak's body, the heating anger of its kind cauterizing its damaged pride. The furnace of a monster began to swing open, the white-hot rage of a Greater Jak-Jak manifesting full force. How dare these puny beasts try to claim the Jak-Jak's life? This is not their domain, nor will it ever be!

The Greater Jak-Jak Is Now Enraged!

The Jak-Jak tipped its head quickly forward as it caught the instrumental girl on its curling horns, charging into the women before curving its body to face the man responsible for distracting the Jak-Jak. Arching its back and bring its head down, the Jak-Jak charged at the bulky, Giaprey-clad man with full force, pummeling the pinned girl into the snow along the way.

Oh, and don't think mama Jak-Jak forgot about you, potato.

The Jak-Jak flung its tail from behind its charge, swinging it madly from side-to-side as it finally struck the previously charging farmer. An inspiring crack of tree-branches let the Jak-Jak know the strike was definitely a home run.

As the Jak-Jak came into collision with the bulky and, ultimately too slow, Kaze, it flung him and the captured girl away with the force of its bulky momentum. Up and away, puny scavengers. Now, how many more were left?

A female, and a male. Both scrawny, and both kneeling on the ground stoically. What a putrid offense, to not quiver in fear before the might Jak-Jak. Bringing its gigantic wings to the beast's front, the Jak-Jak created a huge, front-facing surface in order to plow towards the remaining duo with. Clashing the appendages to its sides, the beast began another heated charge, snow and small organisms being kicked up viciously in its angered wake. It looked like the most fearsome snow plower alive in that moment, its scales and eyes now gleaming with a much more malicious glow.

The Greater Jak-Jak started to become tired, but with that, its enraging temper only grew.
In closed 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@liferusher I'll have a post up tonight, I just wanted to give Duoya and Mercurial time to respond.
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