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8 yrs ago
Current [@MangaArtist] Did you skip OOO?
8 yrs ago
Man, MGS3 Ocelot's gun-spinning noise is bizarrely pleasant. Damn near ASMR fodder.
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8 yrs ago
New Akuma actually looks kinda cool moveset-wise. Now I have to hope in my heart of hearts that Makoto or someone more interesting gets in.
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8 yrs ago
[@Shoryu] I'll concede XvSF and Marvel 1, but the 3v3 format is iconic now. That's not to say I disagree that MvC is typically a mess. Shout outs to "ZOOP ZOOP" Zero.
8 yrs ago
[@Mr Allen J] The whole situation with the different Marvel properties is a goddamn mess. New MAHVEL being 2v2's already got me worried about the roster.
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@BladeSS4Still have a few people who need to finish up/provide CSes, so one would assume we're waiting 'til those are squared away.

Edit: Ninja'd




Pipin' hot jounins, fresh out the oven.



Edit: Here's a quick one for Josuke too.

Throwing my hat in the ring as well.
"Hey, babe, whaddaya say we take you out to eat, huh? Never seen you around here before. Y'wanna have a night out on the town? Our treat." a man, auburn hair held back by a hairband, crooned, flanked by another man with short cut black hair. The two both eyed Samehana wearing grins like a pair of cheshire cats as they observed the fishwoman, who appraised them in turn. Not every day that people were brave enough to stroll up to her and ask her out to dinner. Though, considering the circumstances, it'd be a little silly not to consider it a little suspicious, right?

"Sure, why not?" Samehana responded, clasping her hands behind her back and giving the two would-be suitors her best smile. The two seemed surprised, clearly expecting to get shot down immediately. Without further delay, Samehana hooked her arms around one of theirs. "Lead the way~."

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"Shit, she can really put down a meal, huh Gahbe?" the auburn-haired man whispered to his friend as they watched Samehana from across the table. The Golden Fleece's cook was pleasantly surprised to find that the two, who she came to learn were named Gahbe and Straid, were actually trying to treat her to dinner. That being said, she had her reservations when they'd mentioned that their eatery of choice was located in the "entertainment" district. Even more surprising was that the food in this particular establishment was actually quite good, and it was even better since she didn't have to pay for it!

"Who woulda thought an island like this would have a hidden gem like this place." Samehana remarked as she swallowed a chunk of pork. "And better yet, a pair of kind young gentlemen like you two who'd take lil' ol' me out to eat." she added, winking at the two men across from her. Gahbe and Straid exchanged glances before Straid decided to give Gahbe a nudge, prompting his short-haired friend to clear his throat.

"Hahaha, yeah, it's nice, ain't it? Glad you're enjoyin' yourself," Gahbe began, trying his best to look Samehana in the eyes ", but whaddaya say we get outta here and hang out somewhere a little more, y'know... private?" he inquired, voice shaking a little bit towards the end. Samehana raised an eyebrow as she chewed on a leg of turkey, resisting the urge to chuckle with her mouth full.

"Look, boys, I'd love to hang, but I can't hang around for too long. I've got some friends I need to meet up with later." the fishwoman responded, lifting her finished plate and adding it to the stack on her left. "It was nice meeting you two, though~." she added, standing up and immediately walking away with a wave.

"Waiwaiwaiwaiwait. Wait aaaa minute. You're gonna just rack up a meal cost and then dash? Not cool. The least ya could do is dr--" Straid's stopped mid-sentence when an open hand stops centimeters away from his jaw. Smirking at him, Samehana cups his face in the would-be karate chopping hand once she sees that he was sufficiently startled by the unexpected threat.

"The least I could do is what, loverboy?" she inquired, teeth glistening as she stared him down.

"Excuse us, miss, but we're gonna warn you just once since you're an outsider. Let Straid there go and there won't be any trouble." a gruff voice demanded, to which Samehana turned to see the source. A pair of rather large, burly men dressed in surprisingly well-fitting suits had arrived from who the hell knows where, arms crossed behind their backs as they assessed the situation calmly.

"Oh? And who might you be?" Samehana asked, releasing Straid from her grasp once she'd focused her full attention on the two musclebound dandies.

"The law around this section of Lefacti, I'd reckon. You wanna cause trouble 'round here, you're gonna be answering to Lady Luno by the time we're done with ya. Though, between you and me, I'd prefer if you went quietly in that case." the man answered, fixing his tie as he spoke.

"You're going to have to forgive me if I take that as a challenge." Samehana chimed.

"Take it however you want, I guess. Just don't blame me if you get more than ya bargained for."
Ayyy, cute witch goils and plot progression. So far so good.
S A I K O H I M E




While the convenience store run had gone without incident, Saikohime couldn't help but feel a little disturbed the whole time that she was filling a basket with instant ramen, potato chips and cola. "Spirits? Ugh, now of all times?" she groaned mentally, frowning as she paid the cashier. While she didn't really care much for the opinions of other kami-type spirits, she really didn't feel like getting an earful about how a "noble mountain guardian" shouldn't be lowering herself to dining on mortal snack foods. Gathering her things, Saikohime noted the now very close proximity of the spiritual presence in the area, and promptly power-walked out of the konbini. However, as soon as she exited the place of business, she bumped into a dark-haired young man looming over another smoking a cigarette over some chalk drawings.

The unexpected impact loosened the mountain spirit's hold on her spoils, sending them falling to the ground. And, while her snacks fell in such a way that they wouldn't fly out of the bags (though the cola might need to wait, to be sure), her eyes widened behind her sunglasses when Justice Succubus' box bounced off the concrete. Ignoring the two men, Saikohime picked up the box and inspected it, making sure nothing had been scratched or dented on its surface. Almost as if the gravity in the surrounding area had been kicked up a notch, the air became heavy as Saikohime spotted some scrapes on the corner where the box had hit the ground. "This.... This is unaccpetab-" her thoughts, full of despair, were interrupted when she realized that the spiritual presence she'd sensed was right in front of her. At the drop of a hat, the pressure in the air was relieved and Saikohime smiled as best as she could.

"Oh-ho~. Sorry about that, pal. Well, noharmndonegottago." she rattled off before turning on a heel and once again powerwalking away, hoping that the two men weren't going to try and confront her. About the collision, or the figure, it didn't really matter.

@EnterTheHero @cuttlefisk
"Stay out of trouble. Got it." Samehana remarked, taking note of the bloodthirsty individuals that occupied the dock. If they were trying to hide the fact that they were sizing the Golden Fleece up, they were doing an incredibly bad job. The captain might have requested that she and Hamel stay out of trouble, but surely he wouldn't be too upset about a little "self defense", right? Not that she couldn't wait until Sancho gave the word, of course.

While Sancho made his way to the harbor district, Samehana made her way downtown proper. As expected, many of those who occupied the island gave off the same warm and welcoming impression that those back at the dock did. Frankly, it wouldn't be surprising if some punks tried to steal from their ship while they were all out. If nothing else, they could almost count their blessings that their tiny ship wasn't terribly well-stocked to begin with at the moment. Except for all the fish, anyway. "What do people even do for fun in a place like this anyway?" the fishwoman muttered, hard-pressed to even think of a way that one could do much of anything in a haven for degenerates without getting into some kind of mess.

"Sleuthing it is." Might as well try and cover some ground so everyone else isn't doing all of the legwork.
@cuttlefisk Mhm. I'm at work right now, but I'll catch up on the IC and figure out something when I'm home.
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