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1 yr ago
and I'm waiting patiently, I'm waiting for a sign
1 yr ago
chicken noodle soup
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1 yr ago
we are here, not for a reason, but because we simply are, now I'll see you after about five days long ad break
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1 yr ago
isekai is a myth, we must resort to high concentration can in a can
1 yr ago
he can play the honky tonk like anything

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I am getting back to shitposting again, fear me

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*breaches door with explosion from hand*
INTERESTED
I don’t know, should Jonathan be a silent intelligent information organizer? Or just a teenager with a derpy brain?
Jonathan scratched his chin as he listened to the’Game Master’(as far as it wanted to be called that way) explained the situation. All this flood of information didn’t sound realistic, but since the creature was the only source of information here, they had no choice but to give it some credit. ‘But basically it’s just few grumpy old cosmic beings picking some teenagers to fight horrifying enemies to see if the entire species can continue. And this mostly has nothing to do with intelligence.’ Jonathan thought as he organized the details within his head. He slowly raised a hand.
“What are those tools you said that were given to us?”
He asked.
Bizz walked towards Sarah drawing a circle, slowly approaching her as she stared at the eagle. She flinched every time it made a big movement, but she managed to walk up to Sarah and her eagle. She looked at the bird, which was now sitting on Sarah’s bed.
“She’s.... big.”
Bizz said.
Posted. Yaaaaay
Jonathan stood in the corner of the classroom, watching everyone wake up and start moving around. He scratched his chin as he listened to them. ‘Hmmm, so basically we were all randomly brought here...’ he thought, collecting details from their words. ‘And whatever that... plushie... thing... is, probably brought us here, if it isn’t lying.’ And obviously it was calling this a game, whatever it involved.
“Hey, don’t-“
Jonathan tried to stop when a boy walked up to the plushie and shook it violently, but stopped as he realized that he was too late for it. He froze in spot when the being’s grin filled it’s face, sensing something evil in it. He reluctantly nodded at the being’s explanation that came soon after its threatening.
<Snipped quote by Natsu>

There's another deceptively cute critter that comes to my mind considering this RP's title, to say the truth. Kyubey is a saint, compared with that one.


What..... in the world did that even do
Jonathan woke up with a jump, and a lot of creaking from the chair he was sitting on. The high pitched, foreign voice alerted his senses, urging him to wake up. Realizing that he was sitting on an ancient chair, Jonathan scanned his surroundings. Through his groggy mind, Jonathan processed an old, plant covered classroom with six other kids... and a stuffed animal?
"What in the world is going o-"
Jonathan tried to stand up, but his legs had a different opinion. They wanted to rest a bit more, and decided not to support Jonathan's legs for a moment. He fell down to the floor, taking the chair down with him. With a frustrated grunt, he slowly pulled himself up.
"Owww..."

Jonathan with his powers fully mastered.
Hugging's alright, you just don't need to sign on any paper it gives you.
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