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I am dealing with inclement weather and a commission or two. I should have a post up monday introducing the best Pokemon to ever live in the history of ever!
As he almost threw fumbled her, she was honestly impressed. The last two to try and wield her couldn't even begin to manage her soul, it was shaky but he was able to maintain her without feedback. Internally she smiled, perhaps he was actually a decent fellow after all. BUT THEN....HE OPENED HIS MOUTH. As each statement left him, it was ass if they turned into daggers stabbing her pride as both a weapon and a girl all in one pass!
The top of the staff bent as if rubber! It smacks him with its broadside.
"Wow so the moment you get me in your grasp those people skills die!?"
She mentally took it all back! No wonder he's solo!
"So I was just starting to like you, but then...You compared me to a broom. It takes a lot to hurt my feelings, but wow you managed to stab me in the heart. Then you inform me that I am heavy? I....I just...I am not..."
Zubuzi struggles to find the right word for it. Her sigh signals her defeat as she can not fathom how she ever had the idea that this fellow was smooth.
"When you say staff practice....You mean twirling a broom while you did chores don't you?"
Zubuzi though a weapon had a tone that made it obvious that her face was worried.
The top of the staff bent as if rubber! It smacks him with its broadside.
"Wow so the moment you get me in your grasp those people skills die!?"
She mentally took it all back! No wonder he's solo!
"So I was just starting to like you, but then...You compared me to a broom. It takes a lot to hurt my feelings, but wow you managed to stab me in the heart. Then you inform me that I am heavy? I....I just...I am not..."
Zubuzi struggles to find the right word for it. Her sigh signals her defeat as she can not fathom how she ever had the idea that this fellow was smooth.
"When you say staff practice....You mean twirling a broom while you did chores don't you?"
Zubuzi though a weapon had a tone that made it obvious that her face was worried.
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Worthington's Academy for the Supernatural (Now with More Bats!)
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11 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
It would seem not
She stared at the knife. Looking at it with great disdain. The woman cranked her Metal up, as if to give a theme to the blades actions.
"You know this is a big deal right? You are about to take my pride from me....And all you do is stare at me."
The knife said nothing. Clearly doing something so dreadful was nothing for it. The last few days have taught the knife that it was capable of so much more than scaling a fish. Flesh of the sentient has changed the knife! Perhaps it wants to do this, the idea of stripping the Fighter of her bragging rights....
"I hate you so much right now...."
She audibly whimpered taking hold of her massive pony tail. "Yeah yeah, it helped Clem....Who would'a thought though....I mean seriously....I know I am delaying shut up!" She shouted at her reflection in the blade. With that she cut what could have only been three feet of hair, beautiful, loved locks...
"DAMNIT! DAMNIT! DAMNIT!" Despite doing it herself she clearly had put all the blame on her knife. Instantly slamming the blade into the kitchen counter, and as abrupt she had pulled the handle breaking the blade. After a few angry huffs she slaps her face a few times, attempting to calm her mood. "Sure it was your signature and an awesome mark on the fighting circuit, but in the last 4 days it has been grabbed at least a dozen times...There was no way you can gamble like that. Right? Right!" She nodded coming to terms with it...Thank God no one saw that.
The constant pounding at the door pulled the her from her troubles.
"Yeah yeah! Hell at least the stress reduction comes door to..."
As she glanced out the peep-hole she spied a lot more than normal. 2 or three she was prepared to kill....The sound of splintering wood only added to her growing heart rate.
"F*ck! F*CK!"
In a fit of rage she kicked her door, in reaction the door's frame gave her a warm crack...."Tch! Mahogny my ass!" With that she bolted to the second story. The lovely balcony allows her a vantage point on the ever growing horde. As she started count it "Note to self, if Roy isn't dead...Thank him for making you spring for a balcony." 24 or so at the door alone. Time to move, but where too?
Probably some hunters at a lodge or something closer to the base of the mountain! "Well, Time to put rule number 1 to work!" She ran back as if to jump down! She stops just short.....The F*CK what am I thinking? Azure climbs to the roof and climbs down a fencing on the side of the wall. As she started sprinting the sound of the door giving way and her music exploding out the entry way informed her of her safe escape. Into the forest with only a bag of what she considered necessities....Like her power drink mixes...
"You know this is a big deal right? You are about to take my pride from me....And all you do is stare at me."
The knife said nothing. Clearly doing something so dreadful was nothing for it. The last few days have taught the knife that it was capable of so much more than scaling a fish. Flesh of the sentient has changed the knife! Perhaps it wants to do this, the idea of stripping the Fighter of her bragging rights....
"I hate you so much right now...."
She audibly whimpered taking hold of her massive pony tail. "Yeah yeah, it helped Clem....Who would'a thought though....I mean seriously....I know I am delaying shut up!" She shouted at her reflection in the blade. With that she cut what could have only been three feet of hair, beautiful, loved locks...
"DAMNIT! DAMNIT! DAMNIT!" Despite doing it herself she clearly had put all the blame on her knife. Instantly slamming the blade into the kitchen counter, and as abrupt she had pulled the handle breaking the blade. After a few angry huffs she slaps her face a few times, attempting to calm her mood. "Sure it was your signature and an awesome mark on the fighting circuit, but in the last 4 days it has been grabbed at least a dozen times...There was no way you can gamble like that. Right? Right!" She nodded coming to terms with it...Thank God no one saw that.
The constant pounding at the door pulled the her from her troubles.
"Yeah yeah! Hell at least the stress reduction comes door to..."
As she glanced out the peep-hole she spied a lot more than normal. 2 or three she was prepared to kill....The sound of splintering wood only added to her growing heart rate.
"F*ck! F*CK!"
In a fit of rage she kicked her door, in reaction the door's frame gave her a warm crack...."Tch! Mahogny my ass!" With that she bolted to the second story. The lovely balcony allows her a vantage point on the ever growing horde. As she started count it "Note to self, if Roy isn't dead...Thank him for making you spring for a balcony." 24 or so at the door alone. Time to move, but where too?
Probably some hunters at a lodge or something closer to the base of the mountain! "Well, Time to put rule number 1 to work!" She ran back as if to jump down! She stops just short.....The F*CK what am I thinking? Azure climbs to the roof and climbs down a fencing on the side of the wall. As she started sprinting the sound of the door giving way and her music exploding out the entry way informed her of her safe escape. Into the forest with only a bag of what she considered necessities....Like her power drink mixes...
Ill post in a few
Just curious is the figure one of our characters or something cartwright has set up?
Indeed
Wait someone with his people skills is without a weapon! Does this mean hes unbelievablly weak? Well he did slice the cup with a training sword, but still whats wrong with him? She sizes him up again, if anything hes, got the look of a Deviant. Probably has a weapon and hes cheating on it! NO he just wants to feel you up!
She smirks, thinking she caught him in a lie.
"Tch, Don't cut yourself!" She playfully jabs before starting to flip into the air, her body shines as she shifts into her weapon form.
Considering her drastic length, she assumed that the weight of the blades would throw the boy out of balance. Victory would be hers!
She smirks, thinking she caught him in a lie.
"Tch, Don't cut yourself!" She playfully jabs before starting to flip into the air, her body shines as she shifts into her weapon form.
Considering her drastic length, she assumed that the weight of the blades would throw the boy out of balance. Victory would be hers!
If I did anything off let me know, I have no problems making adjustments.
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