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7 yrs ago
Is there a way to clear all your statuses from 3 years ago :| I don't want this stuff on here
10 yrs ago
RIP MY THROAT X_X
10 yrs ago
I just remembered that I once read a creepypasta about slenderman killing Hitler and it was actually pretty good. Grammar-wise and stuff I mean, but it was about still slenderman killing hitler :|
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10 yrs ago
I wanted to find out how to communicate to wild Buns that I am their ally but it's a bit late because there's only one around our house now ;_;
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10 yrs ago
"I'm pretty sure if a Panther could go golden after slitting the throat of an Antelope and watch it bleed to death, it would." - youtu.be/sD_92oGkDXI?t=54s

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"I got the drinks." Kosuke said, resting a chilled can on Akane's cheek.

On account of reflecting his in-game avatar not being feasible due to the height difference, and the fact that he had adamantly tried for a lesser role in the performance, they'd instead opted for dressing him up as if his in-game avatar had grown up somewhat. His hair was dyed blonde, and his whole fringe was parted to one side rather than being all over the place like it normally was. He was also dressed formally, in a vest and bow tie; with some added accessories to mimic his in-game clothing's aesthetic. Finally, he was holding a brown paper bag filled with cans of beverages which he had... Finessed from a certain cafe(@KoL>:D).

Machidai certainly had his uses. He had an inside contact which had owed him for a certain set of pictures, which had given Kosuke some cover when he slipped into the kitchen. Before anyone asked too much he'd made off with his bounty. It wasn't any of the stuff they were serving to the customers of course, just some of the stuff for the staff when they were on break. Unfortunately he couldn't take too many, otherwise it would've been suspicious.

"Want me to hold it for you? I feel like it'd sting if I gave it to you cold." He said to Akane, placing the other drinks down.

It was probably fine, but Akane had probably been working the hardest out of anyone in preparation for the festival. He felt kind of guilty because he was a lazy asshole, so grabbing drinks had been a little bit of retribution on his part. It was still a minor thing in the end, because it wasn't like he did it because he had balls, it was more like he just didn't really give a fuck.

"Oh, and the drinks don't leave this room, guys." He said. "Expect to be captured and interrogated by the White Guild if that happens.


@Jedly@Mega Birb@Lucius Cypher
Darn, I was gonna post but now I find myself having to draft up some home redecoration plans .-.
I'm still here .-.
Yeah, it seems so. Well, at least for next time I'll have a clearer idea of what I'm doing.
Sleeping Panda ʕーヘーʔ


"That's my cue then... I'll be right back." She said, with a small hint of sadness in her voice.

She stepped out of the room to go and grab her weapons. The danger was apparently right above them, but even though Zann wasn't technically an agent and Miyu wasn't really a combatant; there were plenty of other Outbreak agents nearby in case something were to really happen. And also, she was a little bit useless without her weapons. Miyu's side-arm would've probably served her well enough in a pinch, but she'd probably need something stronger if she planned to actually fight.

Her room was nearby, she opened the door and slipped inside. Bright light filtered in through closed blinds, casting everything into shadow. Some people found it odd that even though she couldn't sleep at night, sleeping in the dark as long as it was daytime was fine for her. The issue wasn't the light level, it was just that night made her feel vulnerable. When she had been younger, her night vision and her senses hadn't been developed enough. Even her father could get ambushed if it were night-time, there were limits to human vision and senses and the ones that chased them were experts at exploiting that.

The reason she couldn't sleep at night was simply the remains of her old fear. Her time at the Outbreak Agency hadn't been enough to get rid of it yet.

Sleeping in dark places while it was daylight reminded her of the few times they had ever been completely safe. The suitcase containing her weapons were on top of her bed. She didn't use it very often so she usually put her stuff there where it was within reach of the doorway. Inside the case were two gleaming, golden revolvers and the 6 claws which made up the Talon system. They were her father's weapons, which he had left behind when she found herself on the doorstep of the Outbreak Agency.

She always hesitated before drawing them out. She knew from her father's journal he had seen them as little more than tools, but they were the precious mementos of her father.

She drew the first revolver into her hand, then the second. The satellites lifted out of the case by themselves in reaction, and floated to their regular position behind her.

"I'm ready..." She whispered, breathing out slowly.

Then she headed out.
I said we were just continuing on like normal in my last post, last page there
Sleeping Panda ʕ -ᴥ-ʔ

"Hmph. Fine..." She said, releasing Miyu from her embrace.

She grudgingly stepped back and flopped down onto her beanbag. Little consolation for opportunity she had just given up. Out of most of the agents in the Oubtreaker Agency; Miyu was by far the softest, and squishy in certain places... Hugging Miyu was sort of like a privilege for those close enough to be so intimate with her. And her flushed cheeks, even though they didn't really raise the temperature, made Panda feel even warmer inside.

But as good as it was, work needed to take precedence over play and Miyu was an admin of sorts, so her work was more important than most. She still couldn't help but feel disappointed that her time was cut short however.

"Is it a job?" She asked from her low position.


@VitaVitaAR @Zetsuko

"I really want to punch you in the stomach right now, but that can wait." Kosuke said, pushing past Shiro.

Like damn, this guy could talk. Back when he was in game Kosuke was pretty sure he'd been zoning out most of what the guy said, but now that he was actually listening he really wanted to tell the guy to shut up. But unfortunately for him, most of what he was saying was at least doing stuff. There wasn't anything completely irrelevant, but he couldn't help but be annoyed.

[b]"Yo boss, I got you some milk." He said, tossing Asahi an orange juicebox. It landed lightly on his bed. "Oh wait, that was orange juice. And it was empty. Here's the strawberry milk."

He pulled out a pink box from his pocket... Which already had a straw in it. He threw it at Shiro and it bounced off his head. He reached into his other pocket and pulled out a purple box... and threw it at Shiro as well. He finally pulled out a pristine pink juice-box and threw it at Asahi, landing it right next to his hand.

"...Wait that's pink grapefruit. Whatever." He said.


@Lucius Cypher @Jedly
@KOgaming
Yeah, that's probably alright then. Just make sure he does end up enjoying his pork eventually ^^;
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