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Be safe out there, dudes!
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Ugh. The Block is real.
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Good morning, peeps!
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Peace and love, peeps. <3

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Heyo, Ogo, leggo


Hiya! Morgan here. I am the mountain mama.

Used to be hella active, now I mostly just lurk. Feel free to drop a message if you catch me snoopin', I probably won't bite.

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@Blizz
Err...well, I'd imagine that they'd both just die and then spend the rest of eternity cat-fighting in Death's belly. Which, I mean, seems just a wee bit excessive to me, but yeehaw I guess.
These poor kids are all going to be beaten and bloody before the Chuunin exams even begin. Poor punks won't stand a chance. Mark my words, this is all just an elaborate plan by Emi-sensei and the Spineless Wonder to sabotage the kids' chances at becoming Chuunin T^T
Howdy y'all! Thought this looked like a pretty interesting concept and I really dig all the characters submitted so far, so I reckoned I'd try to throw my hat into the ring too.
I've been on a big Pokemon kick lately, so I've kind of been jonesing for something like this haha.





8/7/2020 EDIT:
So, considering we're pretty heavy on male apps at the moment, I went ahead and started to rework my app. Still got to finish up the appearance section and give it another rewrite, but I'll be able to work on that after work in a bit. Cheers!

8/7/2020 EDIT2:
Rework complete!


From behind the washing machine, Maddie quickly glanced about looking for new cover to dive behind. She had revealed herself and that was, in hindsight, incredibly stupid. If that machine decided to unleash a volley in her direction, that would be it. Game over. A pitiful end to a pitiful woman.

…no. Fuck that noise. If she was going to go out, she'd at least go out fighting.

She held her left hand cupped open, palm to the sky, as a faint orange light poured over it. Softly at first, the light pooled at the bottom before igniting into a burning orb hovering a few inches above her finger tips. She scooted to the edge of the machine and peeked around it, ready to chuck the fireball the moment she saw an opening or use it to make another explosive get away if need be.

Rather than an opening, however, Maddie saw Joe send the murderbot sliding across a patch of ice. Her ice patch. That she intentionally made. On purpose. Mmhmm. That was going to be her story if she made it out of here. It was completely planned and not at all the result of her truly terrible aim.

...IF she survived, she maaay want to spend a bit more time at the range.

The warbot had taken a bit of damage from the entire exchange, which gave Maddie some hope. There was hope. This battle would be long and difficult, but there was a chance that they may be able to pull off some kind of...win?

Wait...what did the woman say?

Maddie watched as the X-1 stood by, passively watching the SOLDIER. It wasn’t moving. Or shooting. Or...anything. What? When Joe ordered the machine to shut down, it actually complied or at least attempted to anyway.

The flame that Maddie held fizzled out, leaving only a burnt mako smell behind as evidence of its existence. She got to her feet, heart pounding and breath ragged. That was it? It was over? Actually over? Oh thank actual fuck. That was anticlimactic in the best possible way - y’know, the kind that DIDN’T end with her riddled with bullets and dying in a dirty junkyard in the slums.

As Joe started his speech, the young agent leaned against her trustworthy washing machine, propping herself up while she caught her breath. She offered thumbs up and a pained smile when he offered his thanks. The adrenaline was quickly wearing off now that certain death had been miraculously avoided and uh...yeah, her whole body was really fucking sore. Maybe ragdolling herself with a close range explosion was uh...stupid. And reckless. But mainly just stupid. Big stupid.

Once Maddie had collected herself a bit, she crossed the small clearing towards Joe and the other woman just in time to hear her attempt to excuse herself.

"No problem. I had to help, it would have been a nightmare if it had gotten out of here. Besides I live here too, making it a bit safer is what I should be doing if I could. Now I should be going, got to get home."

Well...she certainly seemed to want to get the hell out of here. Maddie shot Joe a sideways glance before she called out to the woman.

“Heeeeey! Don’t be in such a rush! If you're heading back to town, let's go together. I’d feel a lot safer if I had someone as reliable as you around!” Maddie called out cheerfully despite her pain, clearly trying to impose herself upon the fleeing woman. She seemed spooked, and there was a very likely chance that she had overheard Joe calling her “Agent” which was...less than great. Moreover, she had managed to hack into an X-series unit. That wasn’t something that just any streetpunk with a phone could do. If she could pull that off, what else was she capable of doing? There was no way around it - that woman was dangerous. She would need to be watched.

Still, there was a chance that the woman ignored her or tried to escape. It didn’t matter. Maddie knew where she lived. Well...not exactly, but someone like that shouldn’t prove too difficult to find. Ms. Hacker had landed herself squarely at the top of Maddie’s list of “Persons of Interest.”

For the moment, however, Maddie turned her attention back towards the SOLDIER. His eyes caught her attention. They had that telltale eerie glow to them. Maddie had heard about it, but to be quite frank, she hadn’t really gotten a chance to see them for herself. Odd. Once you got past the initial shock of them, they were actually rather captivating.

...down girl. She had been staring at the guy for waaay too long in silence. It was bordering creepy. She needed to say SOMETHING before it got too awkward.

“You SOLDIER guys really are something else, y'know?” she said, offering a kind smile. “I don’t think we got a chance to properly meet last time - I’m Naomi. Naomi Chambers. Thanks for the heads up. I owe you one.”
It's back. It's finally back. I'm so happy I could cry. Caveman life sucks, my dudes.

Post is up. I'm so very sorry it took so long. Thank you, everybody, for your patience.


Ten


The young shinobi darted about the burning flower field like rats while Kimiko, the lazy housecat, watched them scurry with a mixture of loathing and aloofness. Sure, her instincts urged her to stalk, prowl, and pounce, but she knew better. She held the cheese that the rats so desperately craved. Sooner or later, their hunger would overwhelm their fear, and they’d crawl just a little...too...close.

And then she would strike: lopping off their diseased little heads and presenting their mangled corpses to her master - a gift. A display of her superior hunting prowess and a promise of future success.

Nine


But, as the girl settled into her fantasy, one of the rats opened its big rat mouth and vomited up some truly disgusting sounds in a vain attempt at speech. She narrowed her gaze at the little loudmouth, measuring his worth.

“BITE ME!” she spat back at him. She had been wrong in her assessment - he was no rat. Why, he was no more than a flea. A pesky, meaningless flea. She could crush him. She should crush him. She would crush him.

But not yet. She had given her word. The other two would retrieve the flag and this stupid little game would come to an…end?



...wait…

...where was the flag?

Eight


Kimiko gazed past the chirping insect towards the other end of the field. She had been certain there was a flag there...where the actual fuck did it go? It couldn't have simply vanished...could it? Was that something one of those rats could do? She returned her gaze to Hoseki. No flag. The ugly toad-rat then? How in the actual fuck did they hide a colorful piece of cloth on a damn pole that quickly?

Seven


The increasingly agitated kunoichi scanned the field once more. She noticed Ruru actually taking the lead. The actual stones on this kid. She was impressed. More than that really. She was proud. Her little kitten was now acting like a proper predator. He was…

Slipping.

On.

His.

GOD.

DAMN.

ASS.

Six


“RURU, YOU LITTLE SHIT! GET YOUR GODDAMN ASS UP!” the raging Mama Cat roared, all her previous feelings of pride now acting as fuel to the white hot inferno of wrath burning away the girl’s patience and goodwill. She wasn’t suited to the backlines. Her instincts were becoming harder to resist. How the actual fuck was she supposed to trust her teammates if THEY COULDN’T EVEN HANDLE FUCKING WALKING?!!

Five


That ugly toad-rat threw a punch at Ruru. As unbelievably angry as Kimiko currently was, she actually managed to surpass it and reach levels of rage the girl thought before to be impossible. Her knuckles were tiny mountains dusted with snow as the tension wound her grip around her sword’s hilt and sheath to painful levels. This waiting thing was getting REAL OLD, REAL FAST.

…!

Four


Kimiko’s head snapped towards the tiny rat gazing at her. It held in its greedy little paws a pole. And around that pole was the little piece of fabric that marked Team Nine’s flag.

That.

Dirty.

Little.

Shit.

Three


Was that cheating? Well...nobody said you COULDN’T move the flag. Actually, there really weren’t any rules mentioned besides getting the other flag. A horrid grin stretched across Kimiko’s face as she relaxed her body. Fine. If that’s the game those little shits wanted to play, that’s the game they’d play.

Kimiko turned and walked towards her team’s flag pole. She quickly drew her sword and sliced the rope tethering the flag to the pole. As the fabric fell, it got picked up by the wind, floating carelessly over to the girl. She snatched it out of the air and examined it before tying it around her neck like a bandanna.

If those rats wanted their cheese, then they’d have to pry it from her cold, dead, claws.

Two


Kimiko stood unmoving for a moment or two after donning the flag. Then, she turned towards Hoseki. She lingered there for a moment. Then she took a step. And another. Three steps towards the boy.

Kimiko stopped and frowned. Something wasn’t right. She couldn’t exactly place her finger on it, but that hotheaded fuckboy not charging in was a red flag. Whatever he had planned, she didn’t give a fuck. He wasn’t important. Not yet anyway. Sure, he ran his fat rat mouth, and she’d surely carve him up eventually, but she had another target in mind.

Kimiko turned towards her boys engaged with the ugly troll toad rat abomination and dashed towards them. She arced around Hoseki, not getting any closer, yet also not running away. If he wanted to fight, it would be on her terms.

Sure, she could always go after that nameless little Ruru-wannabe. She could cut him down real quick then take the flag...but where was the fun in that? Kimiko trained her eyes directly on him, her killing intent on full display. Ruru and Kuku had been pushing towards him on one side, but the little coward liked to run. Of course he did. What else could frightened little rats do but scurry?

But no, he would also get a pass for the moment.

Which left only...

One


That idiot.

That absolutely ignorant waste of air.

She had fucked up.

She had royally fucked up.

She had placed her FILTHY RAT PAWS on KIMIKO’S PROPERTY. Those boys of hers, as fucking useless as they may be, were still HERS. And NOBODY would harm HER PROPERTY without her permission.

Surely Mizo knew that? She couldn’t POSSIBLY be so arrogant as to think that there would be no PUNISHMENT for her crimes?

As Kimiko grew closer to her teammates, she slowed, coming to a complete stop about ten yards away from the two. Casting a quick glance over her shoulder towards Hoseki to see if he had reacted to her sudden repositioning, Kimiko raised her left hand and pointed her sword towards the thing she thought was Mizo, wordlessly challenging her.

Her arm trembled in excitement. Her face contorted into a mixture of rage and pure, sadistic bliss.

GO!


She was going to hurt somebody.
update: my town's power went out two days ago (while I was writing because fuck me I guess) and it's still not back on. It's supposed to be restored later today, and if so, I'm off tonight, so I'll definitely get that post up.

I suppose I could have just wrote it on mobile by now, but fuck literally all of that noise.
@Omni5876
Yes, sorry. I've been a bit swamped with work this week. I'll try to work on something when I get home in the morning!
@Renny
Aww, hate to see you go, buddy.
Hope everything's alright!
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