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Goddamn this is so fun seriously. Feel free to make the thread whenever Echos!
Yo whatcha think you are, you think you the star? Not today, I'mma dragon kick yo ass into the milky way! I ain't playin', I ain't be hatin', It's just I honestly can't give you a ten outta ten, your raps' so uncool it should just drop offa big ben! Ya'll seein' this kid? Shieet, he's like a panicked squid. Get yo dope, have a toke, I'm here all night blokes.
...What, y'not entertained? Alright, for your sake I tried to refrain. You're unleashing a can of whoop-ass you can't contain. I'm high on my stash o' grass, you'll be so confused you'll be floppin' round like a bass, you shoulda passed lass I ain't gonna cut back, you're gettin' no slack, y'gonna get whacked back-to-back, I got a knack, not gonna lay back, get prepared for a panic attack! When I'm done with you son you'll need a gun to defend, if you didn't try to outrun or blend, 'friend'. Y'know you're a shock, just all talk, everyone about to gawk, you should just walk, whatcha gonna do, balk? C'mon fam this is ad-hoc, you can do better then this, somethin's amiss, you've remiss, y'bout to dismiss?
...What, y'not entertained? Alright, for your sake I tried to refrain. You're unleashing a can of whoop-ass you can't contain. I'm high on my stash o' grass, you'll be so confused you'll be floppin' round like a bass, you shoulda passed lass I ain't gonna cut back, you're gettin' no slack, y'gonna get whacked back-to-back, I got a knack, not gonna lay back, get prepared for a panic attack! When I'm done with you son you'll need a gun to defend, if you didn't try to outrun or blend, 'friend'. Y'know you're a shock, just all talk, everyone about to gawk, you should just walk, whatcha gonna do, balk? C'mon fam this is ad-hoc, you can do better then this, somethin's amiss, you've remiss, y'bout to dismiss?
Alright, time for Koehler to FACE HIS OWN SINS. KEHEHEHEHEHE
Edit: Also, am I the only one here finding his antics (even when it's getting 2spooky) utterly hilarious? That's probably just because he's my guy.
Edit: Also, am I the only one here finding his antics (even when it's getting 2spooky) utterly hilarious? That's probably just because he's my guy.
Koehler could only laugh at the order, a sort of demented, quiet giggle. "Keheheheheh... if only you knew.". The muffled laughter turned into a small amount of crying before Harold got over himself. "I'm seeing shit! I'm seeing shit, captain!".
Indeed, the 'recovering' drug addict was seeing some things. Flashbacks and memories of his darker moments turned ever more real as his mind tried to recover itself from going through whatever happened.
Withdrawals, beating people senseless for no reasonable purpose, facing the sheer disappointment and negligence from his family and friends, him actually killing someone, or something once or twice... It was getting too much for him to just sit there and take it. He hit himself as hard as he could to try and give himself blessed unconsciousness, but to no avail. He tried to stop the vivid imagery by disconnecting himself, but he couldn't, for some damn reason.
It's almost like he wanted to face his own sins... "I'm a WRECK! I don't deserve to be here!", he said, mainly to himself. Roxy barely nudged to just try and hold itself, attempting to copy its' pilots' scared and feeble position. Of course, it was immediately stopped by the locking system in place. He mumbled apologies to Elora, Stukov, Miles, and all of the others (including his 'handlers') for being so pathetic.
Indeed, the 'recovering' drug addict was seeing some things. Flashbacks and memories of his darker moments turned ever more real as his mind tried to recover itself from going through whatever happened.
Withdrawals, beating people senseless for no reasonable purpose, facing the sheer disappointment and negligence from his family and friends, him actually killing someone, or something once or twice... It was getting too much for him to just sit there and take it. He hit himself as hard as he could to try and give himself blessed unconsciousness, but to no avail. He tried to stop the vivid imagery by disconnecting himself, but he couldn't, for some damn reason.
It's almost like he wanted to face his own sins... "I'm a WRECK! I don't deserve to be here!", he said, mainly to himself. Roxy barely nudged to just try and hold itself, attempting to copy its' pilots' scared and feeble position. Of course, it was immediately stopped by the locking system in place. He mumbled apologies to Elora, Stukov, Miles, and all of the others (including his 'handlers') for being so pathetic.
Let's do this shit.
fite me ill rek u dmz
fite me ill rek u dmz
Yeah sorry if I rustled your jimmies though, I couldn't think of anything else.
What the fuck was that?
Yo.
What the hell man, that didn't even rhyme! I got the time, I make these on a fuckin' dime! You need to git gud, stop trying too hard, or else you'll continue sounding like a fart! Mothafucka I do shit so focused it'd break yo brain, instead of your shit which is like a stain. What y'gonna run spooked? C'mon, you wasn't even nuked. kek, you think you're hot shit? Well stand there and take it! I write this crap in seconds, I ain't scared, 'cause bitch I'm prepared! I can rap at least a little, colorful as skittles, (I fuckin' love skittles), your trite's brittle, all I needs a fiddle, don't be mad cause I belittle.
Word.
am i gud.
Yo.
What the hell man, that didn't even rhyme! I got the time, I make these on a fuckin' dime! You need to git gud, stop trying too hard, or else you'll continue sounding like a fart! Mothafucka I do shit so focused it'd break yo brain, instead of your shit which is like a stain. What y'gonna run spooked? C'mon, you wasn't even nuked. kek, you think you're hot shit? Well stand there and take it! I write this crap in seconds, I ain't scared, 'cause bitch I'm prepared! I can rap at least a little, colorful as skittles, (I fuckin' love skittles), your trite's brittle, all I needs a fiddle, don't be mad cause I belittle.
Word.
am i gud.
Oh god what am I doing stahp me no
So the premise is that you're either a 'umie or a foxy thing and you gotta either hunt the kitsune(s) or defend yourselves if you're one of em? the setting is a medievalish one, judging by your short description. What would the PC's be doing specifically, or do you not have anything in mind?
Edit: also, I assume the clans have plenty of infighting?
So the premise is that you're either a 'umie or a foxy thing and you gotta either hunt the kitsune(s) or defend yourselves if you're one of em? the setting is a medievalish one, judging by your short description. What would the PC's be doing specifically, or do you not have anything in mind?
Edit: also, I assume the clans have plenty of infighting?
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