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Genshin being allergic to melanin amuses me greatly
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It's gonna be gas. Can't wait to see what sort nonsense you can pull of in focus mode with the funlance and hunting horn. Also, looking forward to new monsters to skin and wear as hats.
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"That's a good joke..." He said to Chress as he continued to drink. He wasn't even buzzed yet much less drunk, not that it would matter if he did. He gave the man a glance and realized it was the guy getting beat up. "Hey is that fairy your pet or somethin" He asked as he noticed Sil flying around.
He was more immediately interested in his familiar than the man himself, although he'd be paying attention for any trouble. "Hey you, fairy come here." He then ordered some fried snacks from the bar. Wasteful to his plan yes, but also possibly amusing which would be worth the money spent. He then crumbled up parts of the snack into small morsels and poured some his wine into a small vessel. "I got a special treat for you." He then offered to her a small enough chunk of food and the "cup" full of wine to her. He was both eager and curious to see what would happen.
He was more immediately interested in his familiar than the man himself, although he'd be paying attention for any trouble. "Hey you, fairy come here." He then ordered some fried snacks from the bar. Wasteful to his plan yes, but also possibly amusing which would be worth the money spent. He then crumbled up parts of the snack into small morsels and poured some his wine into a small vessel. "I got a special treat for you." He then offered to her a small enough chunk of food and the "cup" full of wine to her. He was both eager and curious to see what would happen.
what does sil look like?
I want to feed her snacks
I want to feed her snacks
my post in a nutshell.
He could roll his eyes as soon another man entered into the conflict and kicked that man. He let out a quiet sigh as he was annoyed at how things were turning out. He took the seat that was freed by this brawl and sat down. In a mildly exasperated voice he ordered, "One beer." And put down the proper amount of coin on the bar and chugged the beer with a bored expression on him. He pretty much dropped out of this encounter the moment it was revealed that guy is a Royal Guard.
Emptying his cup he then undid the gourd from his stick, took the cork out, and began drinking from it slowly. He scanned his surrounding as he looked at the fight from the corner of his eye and then rolled them up far into his skull as he took another drink. This evening was off to a lovely start. The bronze lining to this cloud was that at very least, the crappy musician stopped. He clutched his bamboo staff nearby just in case the brawl got too close to him.
Emptying his cup he then undid the gourd from his stick, took the cork out, and began drinking from it slowly. He scanned his surrounding as he looked at the fight from the corner of his eye and then rolled them up far into his skull as he took another drink. This evening was off to a lovely start. The bronze lining to this cloud was that at very least, the crappy musician stopped. He clutched his bamboo staff nearby just in case the brawl got too close to him.
Ok
Lance who was partway asleep on the ride simply went "Yeah sure." to Damien who wanted to apologize. He guessed it was a good start, but honestly it should've been more oriented on the girl. After all it was she who he had started this dumb spat with. But whatever, better that then him being a jerk over nothing.
The boat ride was pretty smooth as Dr.Aquarius piloted the boat well enough. Things were fine until his radar started acting nuts and the boat was slowing to a crawl. He tried to put the engine in reverse to avail. Something was immobilizing the boat. He stepped out to see what was going on and it made itself immediately obvious. A whole swarm of tentacools and frillish immediately surged up from the water and bobbed silently in the surf with smug faces.
Then in front of their ship a large object breaking the water approached. It was a wailord with a crudeky painted flag attached to it with some harness. On it's back were a surprising amount of kids. They were dressed like pirates and were all armed with plastic neon swords and remoraids in their hands. Suddenly they all set free a handful of octillery from their pokeballs sitting side by side on the wailord. "Ready. Aim. FIRE!" A voice chirped out. A volley of ink came raining down on portside.
Dr. Aquarius let out an amused smile as he ducked down to avoid getting coated in ink. In the time everyone finished trying to avoid getting splattered with ink, the wailord had made its approached and spat out a plank connecting it to the boat. There were kids rushing to the boat. One kid with a fancy hat and eyepatch began speaking to them as he flourished his sword, "Yard, you wretched landlubbers made a big mistake crossing paths me, The Dread Pirate, Cap'n Blood and the notorious Cinnibar Raiders. We're coming to take your ship and any booty. Don't try to fight back, you'll only get cut or blasted!"
"First mate Reuben! take the men and make sure our prisoners don't do anything funny."
"Aye aye sir." Another kid said.
"Heeeeeey I wanted to be captain!" Another voice rang out. "You promised we'd trade places."
"BUT I WANTED TO BE CAPTAIN EARLIER. I got a Chatot which makes me more captainer" Yet another voice whined out.
Disorder broke out as they started arguing about roles as the current captain tried and reign them in telling them they had prisoners to take back and make their slaves. Eventually the council of pirates convened that the kid with the chatot should be captain because he captains always have a pet and the other kid didn't. They quickly swapped out hats and the new kid stepped in as he taunted the deposed captain. "Don't worry Cah-meel," he said mockinly, "You can be our swabbie."
"Hey Camille is a manly name! It comes from a great great pokeknight!" He said greatly annoyed.
The new captain ignored Camille and said to his hostages, "Already, I'm the new captain here! Do anything funny and you'll get it!" He made an exaggerated throat slitting motion to both the hostages and the pirate crew.
The chatot helpfully elaborated by shouting, "CHOP THEIR BODIES INTO SHARPEDO FOOD!" As it began making all sorts of noise and started rocking its head spastically.
The boat ride was pretty smooth as Dr.Aquarius piloted the boat well enough. Things were fine until his radar started acting nuts and the boat was slowing to a crawl. He tried to put the engine in reverse to avail. Something was immobilizing the boat. He stepped out to see what was going on and it made itself immediately obvious. A whole swarm of tentacools and frillish immediately surged up from the water and bobbed silently in the surf with smug faces.
Then in front of their ship a large object breaking the water approached. It was a wailord with a crudeky painted flag attached to it with some harness. On it's back were a surprising amount of kids. They were dressed like pirates and were all armed with plastic neon swords and remoraids in their hands. Suddenly they all set free a handful of octillery from their pokeballs sitting side by side on the wailord. "Ready. Aim. FIRE!" A voice chirped out. A volley of ink came raining down on portside.
Dr. Aquarius let out an amused smile as he ducked down to avoid getting coated in ink. In the time everyone finished trying to avoid getting splattered with ink, the wailord had made its approached and spat out a plank connecting it to the boat. There were kids rushing to the boat. One kid with a fancy hat and eyepatch began speaking to them as he flourished his sword, "Yard, you wretched landlubbers made a big mistake crossing paths me, The Dread Pirate, Cap'n Blood and the notorious Cinnibar Raiders. We're coming to take your ship and any booty. Don't try to fight back, you'll only get cut or blasted!"
"First mate Reuben! take the men and make sure our prisoners don't do anything funny."
"Aye aye sir." Another kid said.
"Heeeeeey I wanted to be captain!" Another voice rang out. "You promised we'd trade places."
"BUT I WANTED TO BE CAPTAIN EARLIER. I got a Chatot which makes me more captainer" Yet another voice whined out.
Disorder broke out as they started arguing about roles as the current captain tried and reign them in telling them they had prisoners to take back and make their slaves. Eventually the council of pirates convened that the kid with the chatot should be captain because he captains always have a pet and the other kid didn't. They quickly swapped out hats and the new kid stepped in as he taunted the deposed captain. "Don't worry Cah-meel," he said mockinly, "You can be our swabbie."
"Hey Camille is a manly name! It comes from a great great pokeknight!" He said greatly annoyed.
The new captain ignored Camille and said to his hostages, "Already, I'm the new captain here! Do anything funny and you'll get it!" He made an exaggerated throat slitting motion to both the hostages and the pirate crew.
The chatot helpfully elaborated by shouting, "CHOP THEIR BODIES INTO SHARPEDO FOOD!" As it began making all sorts of noise and started rocking its head spastically.
"Well this has been a waste of time..." The young man thought to himself. Shimmer Town was pretty, with the lake looking quite nice under certain times of the day. Also it was a good source of free food. Still, what he was here for was a bit more than simple sightseeing. It had seemed he had arrived too late for that which he was here for.
This town as nice looking at it was, had lost its color as it got ground away by the rigors of war. It was calm, but a dying calm like that of a suffocating flame. The ruin was setting in and things looked grim. Those weirdo cultists are running rampant and cramping his style. He was curious as to why they were allowed to flourish given they are bad news, but it's not going to concern unless they do something at him. He got up from the patch of wildernesses and made way into town.
"HEY COME BACK AND PAY IN FULL! YOU-YOU DIRTY ROTTEN BASTARD!" A man's voice rang in the distance. It was already too late as he was off running into and alley way and vaulting effortlessly over any obstacles. He smiled mischeviousy as he made off with the bun. He knew times were rough but such prices were robbery, especially for such a mediocre bun compared to back home. He could get something better for cheaper, and for that price some extra food.
He made his way to the inn that he saw up ahead. It would do for what he'd do next. Although the situation was a bit bad and made stealing a bit unsavory and useless, parting the foolish of their money was something he had no qualms with. Unfortunately such plans were temporarily put on hold. For the moment he entered he saw a brawl in progress. This would not do. He strolled into the men ready to kick this guy's ass and said, "Hey if you're gonna kill each other at least have the decency to do it outside."
This town as nice looking at it was, had lost its color as it got ground away by the rigors of war. It was calm, but a dying calm like that of a suffocating flame. The ruin was setting in and things looked grim. Those weirdo cultists are running rampant and cramping his style. He was curious as to why they were allowed to flourish given they are bad news, but it's not going to concern unless they do something at him. He got up from the patch of wildernesses and made way into town.
"HEY COME BACK AND PAY IN FULL! YOU-YOU DIRTY ROTTEN BASTARD!" A man's voice rang in the distance. It was already too late as he was off running into and alley way and vaulting effortlessly over any obstacles. He smiled mischeviousy as he made off with the bun. He knew times were rough but such prices were robbery, especially for such a mediocre bun compared to back home. He could get something better for cheaper, and for that price some extra food.
He made his way to the inn that he saw up ahead. It would do for what he'd do next. Although the situation was a bit bad and made stealing a bit unsavory and useless, parting the foolish of their money was something he had no qualms with. Unfortunately such plans were temporarily put on hold. For the moment he entered he saw a brawl in progress. This would not do. He strolled into the men ready to kick this guy's ass and said, "Hey if you're gonna kill each other at least have the decency to do it outside."
It's fine, not entirely too disruptive to my post
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