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4 yrs ago
You can find me on discord if you so wish~
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4 yrs ago
Sorry about my lack of appearances. At this point Im taking a much needed hiatus from here after 5 long years. Not sure when I'll be back, but it won't be for awhile... sorry about that... : (
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4 yrs ago
Revenge of the 5th has always been a thing tho...
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4 yrs ago
Do not forget about the GOD DAMN bacon.
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4 yrs ago
Once upon a time, I used to cheer for May the 4th... now I cry with disappointment. *Except Clone Wars S7 and the Mandalorian - they are awesome*
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"HRRRAAAAAAGH!"

A mighty howl boomed through the abyssal murk as a lone werewolf warrior was punched straight in the face by a hard, seething, fist. Its body was thrown straight back as it collided within a stone wall, breaking right through it with rock and debris flying everywhere. Down the opposite corner, a pack of these human-wolf monsters were rushing towards the scene of the crime. Everything was going wrong down here, just as much as what was going up on the surface level. Now the prisoners were escaping and they were seriously outmanned, especially for the herculean task that they were coming up against.

The werewolves turned the corner, each howling and snarling at one another to take position with their swords, spears and shields at the ready. They faced a pitch-black hallway, one which they could barely see just a few meters into to. They couldn't see their target, but they could certainly hear it. Seething, nightmarish growls echoed in the darkness alongside thunderous stomping as the prisoner slowly made its way towards their position. The werewolves bared their fangs, each gripping onto their weaponry as hard as they could. They were visibly fearful and rightfully so.

Suddenly a large spear-shaped boulder came rushing out from the darkness. The wolves had barely enough time to react as two of the soldiers were tossed back into the same wall their comrade collided with just seconds ago. The guards looked back in horror as they witnessed half of their squad taken out in merely an instant.

"GRAAAAAAAAAGH!"

Suddenly a burning fist rushed towards the closest guard. It had barely time to react before it found its body colliding with the floor and its head spitting open from the impact. The last werewolf alive would then glance upon the full might of what it was going up against. It was a huge female fire oni - named in the official prison records as "Jukati-Oni" - a huge, dark skinned, monster of a being, that nearly dwarfed the guard's size thanks to her height and huge bulging muscles. The werewolf knew that it had no chance in hell against such a monstrous being, especially as the oni looked at it with rage burning in her eyes. And yet, with the world falling around it, what did it matter if it tried to escape? Would it be caught by the raging demon? Would it be caught by another terrifying prisoner within the abyss? Or would it actually escape, only to face the destruction wrought upon the surface?

It's choice?

With a bloodcurdling howl, the werewolf lunged towards the great oni with a spark of seemingly newfound courage. But it would only be in vain, for the next moment it found its neck being squeezed and several feet in the air. It whimpered and yelped, trying to claw itself off from death's inevitable door, but her grip was just too strong. After all, with the amount of strength that she seemed to hold back, it would be easy for her to snap its neck in an instant. Jukati glared at her former warden as her grip tightened by the second.

"You damn wardens are startin' to really piss me off!" she growled infernally, "I finally escape my cell and was expecting a challenge coming from you lot. But ya'll've proven yourselves to be nothin' but a bunch of miserable lap dogs!"

With that, she slammed the helpless guard face-first against the wall next to her, smashing its skull in. As the oni let go, the limp corpse dropped the the floor in a bloody mess. The werewolf's face was nearly unrecognizable at this point as it sighed its last breath. Jukatai sighed annoyedly as she proceeded forward through the wall she created, popping her into another part of the prison block. She had indeed heard of the events that had taken place outside, yet had not a clue as to why and what was going on. All she knew was it that allowed her, as well as the rest of the inmates here, to escape their prison and make their way back to the surface world. For her, it was about damn time. She had unfinished business to take care up there...

Especially with mankind.

But first, Jukati must escape the Abyss alive. This, however, shouldn't be much of a problem for an oni like her. Eventually she was able to leave the winding hallways and found herself in a large space known as the Lagoon. She had heard about this place from several rogue prisoners earlier, with word having said that this place had weapons and other useful supplies for them to loot. It would be foolish to leave this place without stocking up on a few supplies, or without grabbing a weapon of one's choice. The oni could see several figures in the distance, however she couldn't quite tell as to who they were. Nor did she care for that matter.

For now, Jukati needs a weapon. While her bare hands alone make her a powerful combatant, there was one particular weapon in particular that she missed. If she could find one here, she would be more than ready to face whatever guarded the entrance of the Abyss and beyond. And so she proceeded to wade through the shallow murky waters, while scouring the ground for her quarry.
My post will come in this weekend. Sorry for the delay!
*Maximum ANGER Intensifies*



Well looks like I'm joining another RP...


You and I both, buddy.
And here is the so-called Unit-5794 mentioned in my latest post.



I have returned from Hell and will continue with the RP.

New unit coming in.





"Akane Yashiro"


Direct Mentions: @Flood, @Crimson Raven, (Everyone)



(During the Meeting)

"Excuse me for asking Commander Yashiro, but are you sure that's a GMG? It looks very... not humanoid. I know we've had some oddballs in the past, what with Goomie being an amorphous GMG, but this thing doesn't look even close to being human."
Utena Soriyu


Yashiro nodded to affirm the unit's assumption.

"That is precisely why I brought it up." she replied, "The fact that such a beast found itself within the GMG's immediate vicinity is a strange case. We do not know why it's in league with them, whether it had become a prisoner... or it is part of the GMG as some kind of beast or pet. We are still looking into its identity and why it's here. We will update its identity in a future meeting once we know exactly what it is."

Perhaps after a few more stray questions, the Commander would see that everything had been addressed to accordingly. But as she began to address the second part of the meeting, one of her assistants quickly rushed from her left and began to whisper something into her ear. Nobody would've heard what was exchanged, but seeing how Yashiro was quickly reassembling her papers, it seemed like they would be let go early.

"My apologizes everyone." she announced politely, "I've been urgently reported elsewhere for the time being. This unfortunately means I shall cut the meeting short. However, please note, that the special anti-GMG projects mentioned earlier are currently underway and they will soon find themselves upon the battlefield. More information on them will be released at a later time. Stay tuned for updates. You are all dismissed."

With that, the Commander urgently stepped down from her podium and assessed the situation at hand...



(Present Day)



Merely a few hours later after the meeting, Commander Yashiro would be alerted to the familiar alarms of yet another GMG threat. She would quickly make her way to the control center while being escorted by two female assistants, each wearing grey clothing with one wielding a light pistol and the other a holopad.

"Ma'am?" asked one of the assistants as they entered the elevator, "Pardon my impulsiveness, but with all do respect, are you sure it's wise to let Miss Yurei go onto the front lines after she disobeyed your orders? I believe you hadn't gotten a chance to~"

"She is the only person capable for the job at the moment." the commander replied accordingly, "I will speak to her regarding her past offense, but considering her willingness to be right in the action I'm forced to give her another chance. Failing to comply in that will have her be punished accordingly."

The assistant nodded as they reached their destination. The Commander's mechanical boots issued a booming presence with each step as she was presented with the GMG in question onscreen. A giant female figure made out of thick blue-slime had proceeded to make it inland and had been plucking people from the shelters and storing them within her body for whatever god-forsaken reason. However, the Commander was not phased, for she and the others recognized who it was.

"Codename: Goomie?" one of her assistants asked, "What's it doing back here?"

"It does not matter." the Commander boomed back as she planted her hands on the desk, "We've faced her before. You all know the procedure."

The assistants both nodded as the holopad one proceeds to give out the orders.

"Attention all fighters!" she reported to all available unit comms, "You know the drill against "Codename: Goomie"! We need someone to distract her attention from ingesting anymore civilians as we prepare to set explosive charges within her body. All flying units, engage! All ground units, prepare for further orders."

Just then, one of the operators quickly alerted the Commander.

"Commander! We have readings from yet another approaching GMG. It's Terrorkeet!"

With that, the assistant retracted from the mic before a sudden realization hit her. She quickly stumbled back to Yashiro's position before reporting an unfortunate truth.

"Commander," she reported worryingly, "I don't believe we have enough specialized forces for someone to plant the bombs and keep the other flyer at bay. We'll need someone to be able to easily cut through Goomie's gelatinous flesh while the others at least keep Terrorkeet at bay."

Yashiro took a moment to reflect on the situation before nodding.

"We have someone who can deal with Goomie." she acknowledged before turning to her assistant, "You know who I'm talking about."

The assistant was almost stunned by her suggestion. She knew who she mentioned, yet seemed hesitant in confirming her.

"But she's not been in a proper battle yet~"

"She's more than qualified for this job and you know it," Yashiro answered hastily as her annoyance levels began to slowly rise, "Send 'Special-Forces Unit 5794' onto the field, we have no time to loose."

"Roger!" the assistant complied as she proceeded to wake the "unit-in-question" up.
@Majoras End Still alive man?
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