Invader Len

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He is indeed the biggest puss. Super puss. Cuz he's a big cat, geddit?

I dunno, but if you wanna be an enemy, I'm sure Jaki has room in her legions of evil for a lieutenant or two ;)

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We have really high people having parties in the street all the time. One time I gave a taco to a homeless dude, and he whips out this briefcase, opens it up, and there are like, twelve rainbow glass bongs in there. He offers me one, but I turned it down, because A, I'm too young for drugs, and B, I don't trust myself to lug something that pretty and fragile down Main Street without tripping (heh) and breaking it.

And yes, spawning, Yuen has an amazing stress handling ability. Don't worry, what would have blinded or drowned a normal person, he'll brush off in a couple hours. Hopefully. Byakko are the strongest and second sturdiest, I'm pretty sure Black Tortoise is the only one heartier.

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Yuen could feel himself being pulled up, desperately trying to rub his eyes without clawing them out. Which was not as easy as one would think, since he did actually have claws. He couldn't see anything, his eyes red and watering horribly. He could tell he was being dragged somewhere, but didn't realize where until his head was shoved under a spray of running water. He was surprised, inhaling some of the water, causing him to choke and splutter, panicking. But the strong arm above him held him down, and he couldn't cough without inhaling more liquid. Great, now his eyes weren't stinging, but he was drowning!

He gave once strong, final spasm, breaking free of the aggressor's grip and falling back on the floor, coughing violently. They were strange coughs, considering how voiceless he was, really they just sounded like air going through a clogged pipe. His hair was soaked from being held under, getting his shirt wet, his pointed ears had water in them, further disorienting him, and on top of that, his returning vision was blurry. And his eyes still hurt, though not as badly as before.

Once he had gotten his breath back, still wheezing horribly, he rubbed his eyes and looked up at the person who had just attempted to kill him, surprised to see it was the strange "elf" person, whom he had met prior. He scrambled backwards, ramming the back of his head into the countertop, and doubled over, holding the sore bump. Shit! Why the fuck did this keep happening?! He should have never left Korea, these foreigners and their madness were too weird and dangerous! How was he going to live here if this sort of thing kept happening?

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Yes. I am Oregano. I am everywhere. I am in your pasta. I am on your pizza. You cannot escape me. My chloroplasts have slowly spread themselves out, I have seeded sequences of my genes in every plant in the world, like prions, we remain dormant until we strike. No one will see it coming. No one will be prepared. And no one will survive.

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;^; I am cry

On the bright side, gots a shit ton of candy this Halloween. Being short has its perks, people don't suspect that I am actually a legal adult! BWAHAHA!

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I may be out of commission until after All Saints Day, just so everyone knows. Gotta make Angel's costume and write midterm papers and die.

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Poor Yuen. Well, hopefully this gives two things going on, so not everyone is crowding over Capello and Gin and Kimiko. Hard as hell to respond to everyone at once, I know.

... Assuming we still have an everyone.

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I've posted. Yuen is currently trying to claw his eyes out. Angel, was this a satisfactory level of angry?

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Despite his best efforts, Yuen could not make heads or tails of the twisting halls, almost as if they were some sort of trap. Or maybe he was just really dizzy. God, he was famished. He would seriously consider eating the next living thing he came across, but there was no indication that would be any time soon. Eventually, he gave up, and did his best to backtrack to the main lobby. At least he knew where the kitchen was from there.

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Marie frowned as Exoris disappeared, reappearing with a can of lysol and a mop, hobbling as awkwardly as a parkinson's stricken penguin. Stepping in front of her, she snatched the cleaning supplies away, giving her a look of reproach.
"No. Leave those with me, dear, it's my job to clean up. And knowing you, you'd probably manage to both eat and set my mop on fire." she remarked, turning on heel and leaving the kitchen, walking into the lobby.

And right into Yuen.

Eager and excited as he picked up the familiar smell of the kitchen, whatever smell it was, the Byakko jogged as quickly as he could, turning the corner at a high speed and colliding with the maid. He slipped and fell, barely managing not to hit his head on the ground, Marie tumbling over him with her arms outstretched to break her fall. The can of cleaning liquid still in hand, however, hit the floor nozzle down, and sprayed the stinging liquid right in Yuen's face.

The boy recoiled and twitched in a silent scream, rolling out from under Marie and covering his face. His eyes! They burned! His mouth, nose, throat, they all seared with pain, but mostly his eyes! Dear lord in heaven, what in god's name was that?! He couldn't see anything!

While Yuen spasmed in agony, Marie got up with a groan, somehow oblivious to the silent thrashing of the young man behind her.
"Oooh, ouch! What on earth-" she stopped speaking as the harsh smell of blood reached her nose, her ears perking up and her eyes widening. She stood up calmly, seeing Kimiko in the kitchen. She clutched her mop tightly in her hands, marching towards the girl, until she almost seemed to tower over her.
"What. Happened. To. My. Babies?" she asked, her emphasis on each word becoming more and more menacing, though it was unclear whether or not her anger was directed towards the Ane Onna or towards whatever monster had harmed them.

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After much torture and negotiations, I have successfully obtained temporary posting rights as Marie and Gin from my little sister. Working on a post now

Edit: nope, not gonna happen. Angel has shot that idea down. She changed her mind. Sorry Yuen, back to the closet for you.