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    1. MonsieurShade 12 yrs ago

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9 yrs ago
Current Tfw you want to go to the gym and get your stronk on but you've busted your shoulder and need let it rest.
9 yrs ago
Holy fuck. Ok, shit. Insane hiatus. Fuck. I'm still around folks, just been beyond extremely busy. Will try (heavy emphasis on try) to be more active in the coming months.
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10 yrs ago
God forbid I be one of the lucky bastards that doesn't have their wisdom teeth grow in. Nah, just fuck my shit up fam.
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10 yrs ago
As someone who works for a pet store I both love and hate pixar. The next person that tries to ask me if we have "a dory fish" for their goldfish bowl is getting straight up clubbed like a baby seal
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Bio

I'm just a simple college student working his way through life while simultaneously testing the limits of how much caffeine and alcohol the human body can subsist on before it gives out. Just call me Shade.

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@Rune_Alchemist
S'all good.
Mao made a chittering noise of offense as Ryūko passed by after referred to him as 'Pervy Hermit', "Rude, da!" he began as he stood up as tall as he could and splayed his arms out wide. Following this, Mao balanced himself on one leg, tucking the other one upwards against his thigh and clasping his hands together before he squinted his eyes even tighter, looking for all the world like, well, a monkeyman trying to imitate a meditating monk. "You claim that I am perverse yet I must respectfully disagree. You see, dear Ryūko-san, I find that one cannot know true peace until they come to know peace within themselves, da.", a sage-like glow seemed to emenate from Mao, tinging the tips of his fur in a golden hue. "True peace within oneself cannot come until they have learned to accept everything that they are, from their most joyous thoughts, to their most lascivious desires, and eventually move past them. In other words..." The light intensified before shutting off abruptly as another grin spread across Mao's face, "I ain't a perv, y'all are just a buncha prudes, da.".

His 'sage wisdom' having been passed, Mao flopped back onto his haunches and promptly stole a sip of Kyosuke's orange juice as he waited to see how the interaction between the human and the bloodbug was about to play out, "Also I got five hundred yen saying Misa-san tries to drain Kyo-chan within the week, da." he half joked.
Also it's a few hours later, not the next day (like mid to late afternoon maybe). Even if you're just asleep and not fully unconscious, being out for that long isn't good for you, mmmkay? xD


Guess Mao made brunch then, lol.
"A little pinch a' salt...dash a' pepper, and done, da! Alright ladies, brunch is rea-AIYAHA!" An energetic voice yelped from within the kitchen of the MON hideout. Mao leapt up and down whilst frantically patting the fur on his chest in a vain attempt to soothe the burn brought on by the bacon grease that had popped him, one of at least five now. The monkeyman frowned intensely for just a sliver of a second as he entertained the notion of the amount of burns he was receiving as negative karma for him not being around to help in the scuffle earlier in the morning. 'Alright, alright, I get the message, oh cosmic forces! No more late night parties. Maybe, da.' He thought before giving a light chuckle.

His cooking done, Mao quickly threw together a plate of bacon, eggs, and toast along with a glass of orange juice and a cup of coffee for the new addition to the hideout. As he exited the kitchen with the plate and two cups in his hands and tail respectively Mao just barely managed to catch the tail end of what Usami was saying, something about those carrots of hers. "Hey now Usami-san, you trying to get on the new guy's good side? You rarely share those carrots with anyone!" Mao said, which naturally translated to 'you rarely share those carrots with me', and for good reason. Mao was notorious for weaseling food from his companions wherever and whenever he could; a carrot or two from Usami, pocky and ramen packs from Ryūko, and once in a blue moon a sugary treat from Misa, though not without paying the appropriate (or Misa's definition of "appropriate") weight in blood shortly thereafter. Even Ms.Smith wasn't safe from the simian's endless hunger for food not his own, having lost countless sips of coffee throughout the time that they'd known each other.

Mao set the plate down in front of Kyosuke along with the coffee and juice "Here ya go new guy, now what's say we chew the fat-" he stated before bumming a strip of bacon from the human's plate, "While we chew the fat?", he popped the bacon strip into mouth and devoured it greedily before offering up a wide grin, "I'm Mao, da! I reckon that you're that Kyo-chan Smith-san mentioned after she finished fussing at me for staying out all night, da. Maaaan, you must've really pissed off someone big to be staying with us, don't worry though, your new pal Mao's got your back!".
@Otaku95 What on earth is a K-bot?
@Turboshitter Now that the hostage deal is over I should have a post up soon
@Turboshitter I'm afraid I don't have one.
@MonsieurShade I know have an overwhelming urge to refer to Mao as "Chimp Roshi". XD


I am willing to accept this wholeheartedly. Goddamn it now I'm struck with the urge to have Mao occasionally try to go passing out incredibly lewd advice as sagely pearls of wisdom.

Sounds good.
Here be my new CS, now 100% grump free.

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