Remram

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

@Lugubrious
ENMA

The oni sat in the awkward atmosphere that was the Frenzy Plant stand. God, the tension was so thick that he could cut a damn hole in the air with a knife. Holy shit did they ever need to relax. Sure, Frenzy Plant wasn't exactly on the best of terms with Phoenix Wing, but this was just ridiculous. The games were a festive time of year where they should be having fun, not brooding while their comrades fought. God damn it was hard enough for him to enjoy the match as it was as he was stuck in between a rock and hard place with either supporting Nolan or his own guild and this wasn't helping! Jeez, so much for having a fun time.

Enma was seated next to his guild master, Sanders. The old man was ever silent as he watched the match, perhaps the only man that doesn't have a grudge against Phoenix Wing or at the very least, hard feelings towards Nolan. The oni leaned forward in his seat and said, "Yikes, what a scary bastard. I've fought him on countless occasions and I'm still struck with awe every time we fight. Nolan, heh, he's truly one hell of a monster and he's just getting stronger." He chuckled, looking at the match with a very nonchalant manner. "He's dangerous, excessively dangerous. It wouldn't surprise me if he actually does kill the gods one d-."

He stopped himself from finishing that sentence. His eyes widened when he realized that he had unleashed pure magic energy in a fit of rage and then proceeded to consume Xyster and Zander in a blast of pure darkness. "What the hell? What the hell happened to make Nolan so pissed?" Whatever playfulness in his voice was gone and replaced with an uncharacteristic nervousness. This was bad, really bad. Enma saw the condition that his two guild mates where in and it wasn't pretty. They looked like they were two steps to death with Nolan looking more than ready to send another hellish attack. Enma felt more than ready to jump in to throw in the towel before Nolan had he chance to kill them, but Joshua seemed to had brought him back to his senses.

Relief came over as he leaned back in his seat. Nolan calmed down so perhaps no one was going to die today. He spoke too soon. The deep booming of bells could be heard throughout the stadium and at the center of it was Xyster, turning into the embodiment of death that she was. There were few times when Enma had ever felt fear come over him and this woman, no, whatever the hell she is, made his spine shiver. Nolan's attacks passed through her like he was trying to attack mist though he took heavy damage from her. "Sir, just what exactly did she just do?"

@Caits
FERRIS

"Yeah, I'll try and keep that mind." Ferris said as he looked down at the box of food. Carefully he opened it up and saw that it looked...well, surprisingly normal. There were some odd features in the food, like cooked eyes of whatever creature was taken from though he was surprised with just normal it looked compared to the ingredients that were put into them before they were cooked. He was about to begin eating, but he froze in place. It wasn't because of the food, it was the match going on before him. His microphone was still on, but he said absentmindedly, "Holy shit, what kind of monsters were these guilds hiding?"

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

I got a mew plushie!!!!!

And I'll post tonight. Or tomorrow morning

@Caits

Congrats on the mew.

*send subliminal messages of procrastination* Join the dark side.

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

I really should post...but my laziness is really strong.

One Piece: An Odyssey (Alternate Reality)

@KillBox@Classpet@Infichi

"Then join my crew Chirashi! Sail the seas with me and you'll be bound to find your Grand Cuisine!" Roma slammed his palms against the table as he stood up with a wide grin, creating a clatter of dishes. The captain had a wide grin on his face, his eyes shimmered with excitement of the prospect of having this excellent chef and fighter as a member of his crew. It all depended on what the fishman was willing to do in order to achieve his dreams. Roma could only hope that he would see the benefit of joining forces and travel together. He held his hand up for a handshake with the fishman that towered over him. Well, most people towered over him considering that he wasn't the tallest, but he also wasn't the shortest person either, unlike Weston. "The name is Roma Cesare, captain of the-"

The mink woman had unashamedly scarfed every vegetable dish on the table. He could respect the woman's veracious appetite, but there was one problem with it: she was stealing food off his plate! "Oi, keep your furry paws off my damn plate!" Roma was serious about his food. He did not take kindly to someone taking food from his plate. It was one of his few pet peeves that he had. It was like when a person goes out to eat with a friend and said friend ordered a small salad and the other person ordered a burger and fries. That friend would steal that person's fries when they very well could've ordered their own damn fries!

Roma sighed and glanced to Weston. Even though the sniper told him he was eighteen, Roma didn't exactly buy it. No eighteen year old could look like he belonged in middle school. It seemed more likely that he really was just a kid. "So kid, do you want some milk or juice or something?" Yeah, Weston was probably a little to young to drink.

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

Sorry for not being very active lately.

One Piece: An Odyssey (Alternate Reality)

<Snipped quote by hatakekuro>

it might be alright i dunno

@Infichi

I guess it depends on your preference.

One Piece: An Odyssey (Alternate Reality)

<Snipped quote by hatakekuro>

Tomato Mushroom Icecream? Nasty.

@Infichi

=_= Yes that is nasty. So are firm fish sticks.

One Piece: An Odyssey (Alternate Reality)

<Snipped quote by samreaper>

nah cause that too is 10x stronger.

@Infichi

TMI

One Piece: An Odyssey (Alternate Reality)

lol, Chirashi is doing god's work. xD

One Piece: An Odyssey (Alternate Reality)

@KillBox@Infichi

Weston's declaration of strength completely went over Roma's head. What he was more concerned with was why did this little kid have a whole thing of tobacco hash with him? Certainly no reasonable shopkeeper would've sold someone who looked like a twelve year old any tobacco. "Aren't you a bit too young to be smoking? I get that you want to look older and all, but someone your age really shouldn't be smoking. Shouldn't you be sucking lollipops or something to get your fix?" Roma genuinely thought that Weston was actually a little kid, most likely someone's kid that ran away that wanted to be a pirate or maybe an orphan. In actuality, Weston was almost the same age as Roma though it would be hard to tell considering he looked so young and was so short. The gun slinger looked like he should be in middle school instead of smoking hash and toting guns.

Roma's eyes widened and he stepped back as a chair flew past his face. He was going to yell at her for breaking the chair and wall, but she already seemed to had said her peace and was now fangirling over the mink woman. "She better clean that up later." Roma grumbled, completely forgetting about Weston's existence for the moment. There were a lot of odd characters on this ship and he certainly didn't dislike it. It added quite a bit of variety. At least they weren't all anti-social, cynical bastards.

Soups on! The fishman finished cooking and now it's time to see if his boasts were true. "Awesome! I feel like I haven't had a good meal in months!" Roma shouted joyfully, stretching his arms up to the sky. For once, he won't be dining on canned beans and cheap rum. He was going to have his first home cooked meal for the first time in awhile and man was he ever going to enjoy it. Roma had already left Weston in his dust and found himself in the dining area. With absolutely zero shame, he drooled at the marvelous sight of the feast laid out in front of him. "Where to start..." Roma wiped his saliva off his chin with a napkin and dug into steak, the blood leaked out with just the poke of a fork. With a mouthful of tender steak and mashed potatoes, he savored the flavor and warmth before swallowing it.

He slammed his palm against the table and laughed robustly, completely the exact opposite of Ren's gentlemanly behavior. "Fishman, you're one hell of a cook! What exactly is your name?"