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2 yrs ago
Current I am going to smuggle wholesomeness into your RPs and there's not a damned thing any of you can do to stop me.
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2 yrs ago
"Bud, you're like a pizza cutter; All edge and no point!"
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2 yrs ago
Habanero ain't the spiciest pepper but it's pretty tasty on things, ya gotta admit.
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2 yrs ago
And in addition to boneless wings being overrated; Anybody who looks at sauced and tossed wings, lovingly spiced and perfectly crispy and says; 'I'mma dunk that in blue cheese' has missed the point.
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2 yrs ago
Boneless wings are overrated.

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@Noodles
My friend, I think we Juuuust might've struck gold here.

If you want, we can flesh out details over pm when I get back from work. <_<
@Noodles
'Specially depending on how they knew eachother.

Trouble with the yakuza? Competing for the affections of the woman who'd eventually become Kuro's grandma? The skies the limit, but it was no doubt extraordinarily manly.
Here's my self-insert second character, enjoy! ^_^
@Lucius Cypher@ADamnFiddle@liferusher


Crazy thought: When Duncan's granddad was serving in Korea, he would've taken his leave in Japan. Maybe he and Konno crossed paths?

It'd be a bit of a mindfuck for Konno running into Duncan though, as he and his gramps are nearly identical (down to the bald head), have the same mannerisms and even the same name. XD
@Lunarlors34
Y'know at this point, I'm half expecting that when Duncan learns how to read the Lugnican alphabet, he's gonna discover 90% of goddamn everything in the country is made by a company owned by the Celestias or a subsidiary thereof.

Cups? Celestico.
Tooth brush? Celestico.
Big fuck-off swords? Rock Bottom Foundries (a division of Celestico)

...Damn mages, gotta have their fingers in everything...
@Lunarlors34
...Well, that and her best friend is captain of a Knightly Order, so if one should happen to find out through intrigue or detective work, the other will probably know soon after.

Then Myst has TWO extremely powerful and very, very angry women kicking down his door and whoopin' his ass.
@liferusher

>Hamaguchi being dragged around like an animal and thrown into a torture apparatus by a horrifying rapist.

The Hatred...

It grows...
Huh... I've had this weird idea in my head all day about a series of shorts I kinda want to write in wee hider boxes in the ooc to keep my wordsmithing going so I don't bog down with writer's block.

The premise? Duncan never went to Lugnica, instead he took a few weeks off work to unwind on the old bush property his late granddad left him up north.

...Now if only these assholes from some kinda medieval fantasy land would stop showing up on his lawn, he might actually be able to enjoy himself.
*Pulls up chair and bucket of popcorn*

Ohhhh-ho-HO! Dis gon' be good!
Posted. Short and snappy but it needed to be done.

Also, happy New Year, guys! Hope all's going well.


Duncan was a very simple kind of man with easily understood thought processes; he was covered in booze. And broken glass. And sawdust... and he'd just made an ass of himself in the establishment owned by people who put him up for the night pro-bono by shoving a guy who, for all intents and purposes, looked like he could eat him through the air, out the door and across the goddamn street.

Understandably, the only thing on Duncan's mind right now was going upstairs, getting cleaned up and trying to figure what the actual fuck was going on with his own bo-

"I must apologize. It seems that in my unseemly haste to make things better..."

Duncan halted, his expression immediately growing cold.

'God. Fucking. Damn it.'

The kid was back. He was blocking his way. He was pontificating again.

...And blatantly ogling him like a piece of meat the whole while.

It appeared that after getting lost in medieval fantasy land, getting blown up, sifting through corpses all night and then waking up to having a hand, bottle and chair broken over his head the bald man had finally encountered the last straw. One by one, Duncan could almost feel the old mechanisms his grandfather and the army left in his psyche come to life as his gaze hardened, his arms crossed and he grew very, very quiet.

All in all, he looked absolutely livid. Something Alexander would've probably noticed if he was actually looking him in the eye.

"...But, sir, it seems that we may be bound by common interests and origins, and despite my childish recklessness, it seems that we have much to offer each other...especially as you seem surprised that you have superhuman strength, yet I can see the glow of Magic on y-"

"Let me be perfectly clear, the only reason why you're not writhing on the ground right now, crying and choking on what remains of your own jaw is because I kinda like the people who run this place and don't want to make a bigger mess here than I already have." He spoke, calmly and evenly though every word that left his throat dripped with absolute murder. "And right now, I honestly couldn't give a single boiling shit about what you have to 'offer' me."

That out of the way the veteran took a step forward and leaned in slightly, speaking directly into the boy's ear so there would be no room for doubt or confusion about his one simple ultimatum.

"Now get the fuck outta my way."
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