Luna
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Post by Luna on Mar 21, 2018 10:40:59 GMT -6
The Hellhound was on the hunt, her race almost always was. Slinking between trees at a near hands on the floor crouch; lean muscles flexing as she stalked and preyed. She was hungry, she usually was, drooling at the prospect of fresh meat filling her growling stomach. Ears twitched up, the slow steady grumble of a vehicle making first her nose twitch, then mouse water ath the prospect of food. The woman simply walked out into the street, her white hair and canine ears twitching in the breeze just in time to have the truck impact her with enough force to catapult the driver through his windshield. Asides from a brief shout of suprise and a wet, meaty thunk, he was silent for the rest of the encounter. Luna didn't bother checking for a pulse, human was alright, but not exactly tasty. She'd found that out within the first ten minutes of her crash landing on the bright blue and green planet. "Earth, what a thriving little dirtball." She grumbled to herself as she walked to the back of the cargo truck, clawed fingers punching through thin metal. A brief flick of the wrist had the entire back end, door and all, flipping and crashing through tree line before hopping up. Despite her stature, she rocked the vessel with her solid build. Nose twitching as the hound dug through boxes. Anything made of mere wood couldn't stand before the woman's teeth and claws.
So that's where she was, the back of the truck now a pile of things the woman had deemed useless to herself. And if someone was useless to her, it was just plain old useless in general. Electronics, televisions, anything that wasn't food or alcohol had little sway in the hound's mind. Maybe something shiny, but otherwise it was garbage just like everything and one back on her home planet. Tearing the top of another box, the Hellhound let a grin cross sharp fangs before yanking out a bottle of some dark liquid. Popping the cork, nose twitched before it was swiftly downed. Three, four chugs all it taking for the monster to finish the entire bottle before chunking it over her shoulder. Bending halfway over into crate, tail swayed back and forth faster at the prospect of something half decent being in her newly gotten loot crate of goodies. The pile of debris out the back of the truck was growing larger and more chaotic as Luna dug through every last bit. She'd 'earned' the right, in her own twisted mindset at least, to call herself the owner of everything on this hunk of junk cargo hauler. Sitting on the end, legs dangled as the hound girl grumbled a the lack of anything too good. Nothing but some pallets of bread that she'd torn through quite rapidly. "I need meat, canine's don't eat bread." She huffed, tilting her head back to take another swig of booze.
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Post by Chamil on Mar 21, 2018 11:09:31 GMT -6
Road Piracy
CHAMIL'S PL: 6,500
Road rage seemed to take on a different meaning now. Chamil had decided to take a flight in search of a new place to try and live in- her old warehouse was, to be frank, a dump. Choco was in West City also apparently, and Chamil wanted to be as far away from her cousin as humanely possible. She still had her groceries in hand, trekking across the wilds. The Eastern Lands were the first on her list of places to hunt, but... Maybe it was just her bad luck again, but she found herself stumbling across a feasting... dog person and a fleeing and injured truck driver of the sort.
Normally the demon witch would just turn up her nose and move along with her day. Yet, this hound woman was particularly... interesting? Chamil had never seem another this... wild in a long time. If push came to shove, the caprine figured she'd be able to kick the dog out of her way, but perhaps there was something for her to gain here.
"Hey, dog." Chamil's voice called, an air of superiority in her tone carried as per usual. Without wasting a moment, the goat whipped out a piece of steak from her grocery bags, and with a snap of her fingers and a blaze of ki, the once raw meat was cooked prime in the span of a few seconds. "You've got good taste in food, I'll give you that." Chamil whistled with a smug little smile, tossing over her cooked food offering to the Hellhound. "Though, I can't say I've seen one of your kind before, unless you're some sort of half-breed or a subspecies of us Demons." She took a few steps forwards, circling the canine humanoid. "...That begs the question. Who and what are you, exactly?"
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Luna
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Post by Luna on Mar 21, 2018 12:12:32 GMT -6
The Hound's ears twitched, followed by her nose at the new arrival. Eyes narrowing for a brief moment, fangs barred in a show of territory marking before a chunk of meat was thrown her way. Catching it in large paws, the woman licked along the top of it before gnawing. It was merely a few bites before it was gone, fat, meat, and gristle all down her gullet with no sign of it's existence after her teeth.
"I am Luna, goat." The woman replied, licking grease off her claws before grabbing another bottle. Weighing it, then counting how many bottles she has left before tossing it at the odd arrival with little warning. "Trade." The canine female lounged lazily now, falling onto her back, one hand rubbing her stomach as a satisfied, low rumble filled the air from her. "I'm a Hellhound. Not a demon." She wasn't much one for words, using a claw to pick some meat off her teeth.
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Post by Cobane Sythus on Mar 25, 2018 13:13:31 GMT -6
Road Piracy Cobane - 7,594 PL Base Form (x1)
Cobane had seen a lot in his time on Earth. He’d seen robotic superheroes kill more innocents in five seconds that the Doragon had ever done in his entire lifetime. He’d seen a crazy human with a light pistol tank his strongest attack like it was nothing. He saw a himself turn into a half beast under the cold moonlight. You know what he didn’t expect? Some goat woman flirting with a half-hound.
Of course, Cobane didn’t know if that was true, but the wolf lady settling on the side of the truck with a bruised up trucker on the side door gave signs that she was not a happy camper. The emo-looking demon goat beside her didn’t seem like she was the lightest spark in the fire either, so as Cobane descended on the dump below, he didn’t even bother making himself hidden.
“So we have a hellhound and a goat? Correct me if I’m wrong, but the goat always gets slaughtered in those fables.” Being on all respective terms, though, the dragonborn could feel well enough that the Goat lady was far beyond the hellhound, at least by four folds. “And I’m pretty sure they don’t cheers over old alcohol.” The Doragon pulled the hood down from his head, revealing his black hair that gleamed blue in the light.
“So who’s the one the kicked the farmer up?” The boy’s eyes were cold, dark, analytical, as if he had spotted future enemies, or at least, rivals. He didn’t know why he decided to stop down here, but he did know he was interested in finding out what the hell these two things were. Cobane, was indeed, familiar with Hellhounds, he’d killed on in his past before under orders, but this one just seemed… feral, uncivilized… Maybe that’s how they all were?
Chamil
OOC: Hello
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Majin Bobbi
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Post by Majin Bobbi on Mar 25, 2018 13:26:14 GMT -6
Traveling around the world wasn't Bobbi's favorite thing to do, however, acting as a superhero meant she would have to do so constantly. Thankfully the ability of flight made the journey more bearable than if she were to drive a car. Currently, she was trying to head back to her home in the South after an annoying mission. Every day it felt like her job became more and more unbearable. The majin fantasized the day she would be able to break her cover and commit her first kill. A curious sight caught her attention, causing her to descend to investigate. A strange mutt, a goat, a hooded figure and an injured driver were slowly trying to escape. Curiously, the majin began to descend down and join the party. She knew doing to would put her at a risk, especially since she was currently dressed in her hero outfit, however she did not care.
"Hello." Bobbi said cooly, as she floated down near the three. "Guess I'm here to stop you in the name of justice and, who gives a fuck anymore." She said spitting out the words. Rolling her eyes, she caught sight of the injured trucker again. While her instincts were screaming at her to save the trucker before it was too late for him, she did her best to ignore them. She couldn't be a hero anymore if she went down this path. As painful as it was, she needed to begin thinking like a villain if she wanted to make killing others easier. Gritting her teeth, she did her best to ignore him. "I have no intention of causing any trouble with you all despite my looks. I honestly don't care what you all do with your life anymore." Bobbi quickly stopped speaking there. While she desperately wanted to outright say that she wasn't a hero, she still had to somehow play the part without giving her entire life story in the process. Instead, she opted to keep her eyes void of emotion and her tone bored. "Nice car accident though. Who caused it?"
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Post by Cobalt on Mar 25, 2018 18:38:08 GMT -6
Road Piracy
Cobalt’s Current PL: 5,434
OOC Notes: Hi! Don't kill the do-gooder <3
As Cobalt was returning from his daily expedition in the woods (and getting some Bao-Bell), he flew across a concerning scene. What looked to be an unsettling car crash with a couple of strange figures around it. “Oh no! It looks like something happened down there…”(“My scanners are picking up around four or five entities, and one seems to be still inside one of the vehicles. They all look to be a rough bunch, are you sure?”)“C’mon Willow, we’ve still got to go see if they need any help!”As Cobalt touched down near the truck, he’d hastily announce himself and make way towards the cars. After noticing the current situation alongside the calm demeanors of the bystanders, Cobalt was filled with an odd and foreboding feeling. Regardlessgardless of his own feelings, Cobalt needed to make sure that everything was ok “Hello? Is everyone alright? Oh, geez, is that person stuck? Excuse me, but I think he needs help.” Cobalt, if allowed, will try and help the farmer out of the truck, ignoring the rest of the people around him unless he's called out for.
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Post by Chamil on Mar 27, 2018 19:00:21 GMT -6
CHAMIL'S PL: 6,500
A Hellhound? Chamil put a hand to her chin. She'd heard the name in several of her books before when she was still with the rest of the Vixens, but never knew too much about the alien species. "I see." She responded, extending a hand out to catch the canine's own offering of alchohol in return for her cooked steak. Well, at least this one had manners. "And it's Chamil. But goat works too." The demon shrugged, being in a good mood- for her own standards, at least.
"...And here comes the party." Chamil sneered, taking a few steps closer to the still nameless Hellhound. First came an odd dragon-man-person, who Chamil only scoffed at. "I recall you dragons being slain early on by knights as well." She responded, turning up her nose. "But if you're not here to pick a fight like one of those dumbass heroes, I will not bite."
Next came an odd majin- finally, a species Chamil could recognize. The walking mass of blue bubblegum did make the heroic claim to stop them in the name of justice and whatnot, but her tone made her seem less than enthusiastic. "You can try." The goat remarked, her eyes briefly flashing a vivid red hue. Alas, the blue creature didn't want to fight, earning an entertained snicker from the witch woman. But as for the truck crash... "Yeah, I wish I made this mess. The Hellhound over here is our artist." She chimed, pointing a finger back to the first arrival.
And so came the obligatory goodie-goodie. Chamil's once content expression soured at Cobalt's arrival. "You do you." She hissed, deciding not to pay much mind to the android unless he tried anything else that ruffled the group's feathers. Nonetheless, if these people were indeed impure like herself, the potential fight would not last long.
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Post by Cobane Sythus on Apr 4, 2018 11:55:56 GMT -6
Road Piracy Cobane - 7,594 PL Base Form (x1)
Cobane wasn’t the first to show up, and it seemed he wouldn’t be the last. The following person to arrive was… well, interesting. Sentient blueberry bubblegum showed herself in the flesh, her mighty heroisms and great desires for stopping the mighty villains before her were shot down by… herself. The superhero she claimed to be simply decayed to a state of giving up. It wasn’t hopeless, no, it was more bored or enraged, as if the whole superhero thing was a shtick.
“My, my, a hero who think they’re top shit! Never have I ever seen someone so eager to kick my ass!” The doragon said sarcastically, a wild smirk on his face. When the glob mentioned the car accident, Cobane tossed his arms aside. “I don’t really feel anything towards it. I feel like we should leave the little guys be.” Said the dragon born, pointing a limb finger at the farmer. “Honestly, if there’s anyone who deserves this shit, it’d be the rich people on this planet. I mean, have you SEEN their lifestyle?!”
And as with every gathering of Villains, a hero must come to stop them. The problem being… the hero that showed up looked timid. The being that showed up was an android, so Cobane couldn’t sense his power, but it was evident he was bent on good intent, especially as he catered to the farmer. “Fine” grunted the Dragon at the hero’s request. The boy walked over and grabbed the side of the truck. “Move” He instructed, just before his eyes grew dark blue, his scaled spiked upwards, and his claws shot from their sheathes.
“Raaagh!” The boy ripped the door open to let the farmer out, the action taking almost nothing out of him. “There. Be free, human.” The Doragon turned back to the other three gathered around the back and held up a peace sign. “Yeah, I’m a dragon alright, but I’m not like my ancestors… I don’t die to flimsy swords.” Cobane smirked, his eyes shining with murder behind them. “If you’re looking for a dragon trophy, I have a recommendation for you. I know a fellow doragon who’s claiming to be a hero, yet he nearly blew up the city when he fought me! Some kind of hero he is!”
X4P Wild Spirit Activated! New PL: 30,394
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Luna
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Post by Luna on Apr 5, 2018 0:55:53 GMT -6
//Oops, my bad, I've been away. I'll be replying within 24 hours from now on guys!
Luna's species were known for being great fighters, deft combatants, vicious killers. Not for being smart. Canine ears flickered as every new arrival appeared, her own confusion only growing. And with that, her rage built. To the point it wouldn't seem out of place for her ears to be blowing steam at do gooders, goats, dragons, and other annoying pests that had ruined her meal. The one she'd worked so hard to get! She hadn't worked hard at all, but Hellhounds were prone to always feel the subject of racism, even if it wasn't there. And she had absolute no clue what was going on.
The goat seemed to be the only one with half a level head, at least she hadn't come up asking Luna stupid questions. Baring her fangs in a snarl, the canine chucked a bottle at the newly powered up dragon. "I hope you're all happy, I can't even get a meal without a cluster cuss of chaos. The farmer was weak, I am not. His things are now mine, as is this pathetic ground vehicle." She didn't even want it, but she'd taken it, so now it was hers. "But if you want him so bad-" The Canine prowled to the front of the truck, placing her large, furred paw against the driver's side door. The grin she gave the young hero was beautific, even if the teeth were far too sharp. "I'll even help get rid of the door for you, hero boy."
Fire built around her claws, burning with ash and ember before a blast of red and black flame engulfed the entire truck with enough heat to make the metal scream and twist, melting in rivers of cherry red. The driver himself didn't have time to so much as scream. "Ooops." Tail swayed lazy and content behind the Hellhound woman. "My mistake, how clumsy of me."
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Post by Cobalt on Apr 5, 2018 21:00:36 GMT -6
Road Piracy
As Cobane transformed and ripped the door off of the vehicle, Cobalt expressed a bit of visible fear. However, He assumed the man was there to help, as he looked to be "coaxing" the man out of the vehicle.
"OK, thank you, Mister. I'll get him." Cobalt swiftly floated over to the doorless side of the vehicle to quickly assist the poor man inside. "Sir? Please hold on and don't move too much, I'll get you out of here!"
As Cobalt was preparing the move the man, a certain Hellhound decided that she would help as well..."help"
As Luna walked to the front of the vehicle, Cobalt could almost sense something was not right. Definitely wasn't the insanity filled grin she games him.
"E-excuse me, Miss! Can you help me open thi-"
Cobalt didn't really have the time to finish his sentence. Just like 'Balt thought, he was right. Luna did not have the same intentions as him and maybe the now transformed Cobane. As Luna set her hands ablaze, Cobalt had to make the quickest decision in his life: Escape or Protect ...And of course, he chose to protect. He had just finished freeing the man from his seat, he was able to quickly create a barrier around the both of them and darted out before they took any serious damage. Although, due to the smaller size of his barrier, one of Cobalt's legs took a bit of damage as he flew out of the open door on his side. Cobalt quickly hid the man away from the site and left him with a short diagnosis. "You'll be fine sir, you've just got some mild scrapes and a possible concussion. Stay right here, help will be on the way soon." With a burst of crackling Ki, Cobalt would soar back to crash site, filled with more determination than he's ever had before. "Hey! That wasn't a very nice thing you did back there, Miss! It almost seems like you were just trying to kill him. He was practically helpless, no one needed to be a hero to see that!"
Cobalt started to feel an emotion he had never processed before. This...confusion filled frustration and anger were new to him. He had previously thought that everyone here was helping or something, but now it seems it must have been quite the opposite. "If you guys won't help, then why are you here? Did you cause this accident?" called out Cobalt with tangible concern and fear in his voice. He gave the crowd another look and noticed that none of them seemed like they were even halfway interested in the scene before them. The guy that originally helped him seemed to be pretty neutral, and to be frank, his power could be felt for miles. Cobalt was hoping that this wasn't going to go bad anytime soon, but if it did, he would certainly need the man's help. "Excuse me, Mister, but are you apart of this too? Although you seemed indifferent to this situation, you still helped the man. Don't you agree that it's wrong to just unnecessarily throw lives away?!? Look, I didn't come here looking for a fight, I'm not that kind of guy. But in no way will I stand idly by and watch others get hurt. That's not being a hero...it's just being downright sensible!"
OOC: Oof, You guys reeeaally didn't want this guy to live lol..
Cobalt used “Protocol-EB”[N1] to shield himself and the farmer dude.
KP: 2/3
EDIT: Also, I've noticed that I posted out of order. I'm super sorry for being a klutz and it won't happen again. Thanks/
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Majin Bobbi
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Post by Majin Bobbi on Apr 7, 2018 11:01:06 GMT -6
Their conversation at first seemed to happen in a blur. The goat seemed to sneer at her conviction, or lack thereof to fight. Bobbi merely shrugged. "I don't get myself in fights I know aren't worth my time. Unless I'm forced to." Looking at the hellhound who had caused this entire mess, she looked around the scene. While she held a mask of indifference, a wave of nausea hit her like the truck. She did her best to stand steadily, showing no weakness, although she couldn't help by sway a little.
Another person, a strange creature that she had never seen before would mock her further. While this caused her annoyance, not rage, to become clear in her eyes she made sure to keep her mouth shut. Getting into fights when she was alone was never a good idea. A wave of relief came over her mind as he spoke of leaving the farmer alone as he was an innocent bystander in this situation. Every single part of Bobbi's mind had wanted her to squeal and scream in agreement with him, however, she would do her best to keep her cold exterior. "I have no problem with that. I'm only after heroes."
And it was only a matter of minutes before the hero came and showed up to save him. The annoyance she felt earlier quickly turned into something more sinister. Hate. She had no problem with leaving the farmer me, but this hero. He was timid and polite. He was the perfect target for corruption by the hero society. Bobbi had felt what had been almost pity for him. He could still be saved, and learn the correct path that she was now beginning to see. However, if he was resistant to it like many others, death was also a perfectly good option. Regardless, she would just stand in a distance and watch him rescue, doing nothing to hamper his progress... that is until the hellhound set the car on fire.
Without even hesitating, the majin sprung into action. The instincts of a hero had kicked up in her mind without her even realizing what she has done until after she had finished. The hatred and rage for the hero had channeled itself into her attack as she ran towards the hellhound and threw a punch in her direction. If it did hit, it wouldn't have caused much damage, however, it would still be enough to divert her attention for a second. This had allowed an opening for the hero to leave. Once Bobbi had realized what she had done, she felt regret. She had just attacked a villain, someone that she aspired to be. She had played the hero for a second. She hated that.
Whipping around, the majin faced the hero with anger in her eyes. Bobbi hated this instinct. And now the hero's presence was only reminding her of the blunder, as if he was mocking her by just being here. "Leave now." She ordered him. Magic began to form at her fingertips without her conscious permission. The rush of power merely caused her words to become harsher. "If you don't go now. I'll make you leave."
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Post by Chamil on Apr 9, 2018 18:35:12 GMT -6
CHAMIL'S PL: 6,500
Chamil simply idly downed a little more of her drink while Luna nearly incinerated the truck's driver, Bobbi went in to save the day, and Cobane and Cobalt did their things. By the time she opened her eyes again, the truck was now a melted mess and the driver had scurried off. She frowned, blinking with a case of confusion. "...That happened, I guess." She chimed, though her gaze trailed to the Hellhound. "I get you like blowing shit up, but there is not a need to cause a racket when this can easily devolve into a pointless fight to just flex muscles on each other." She shrugged, her gaze briefly sinking when she caught eye of Bobbi, who had interrupted and threatened the rambling android hero. Chamil just seemed to point back and gesture for the android to leave, nothing more, nothing less.
Chamil sat down against a nearby boulder, some of her dark magic crackling between her palms, creating an odd little light show for the demon to entertain herself in the neutral ground while the others likely began to shout and squabble like animals fighting for a meal. She shook her head and let out a disgusted groan. This was a promising group to meet at first, but of course something had to go wrong.
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Post by Cobane Sythus on Apr 10, 2018 20:35:50 GMT -6
Road Piracy Cobane - 7,594 PL Wild Spirit (x4) - 30,376
The door came off with ease. No one stopped him, so it made the act of tearing the door apart so much faster. Cobane watched as the farmer started to climb out, but a sound from behind the truck caught the doragon’s ear, as it did everyone else’s attention. The Hellhound’s hand were a fiery blaze, about to set the car into a destructive mess, or at least it was. Cobane, being of much higher speed than anyone there, caught the girl’s hand, gripping it tight while forcing the girl away from the car. “Why does nobody listen when I say ‘leave the little guys alone?’”
The Doragon looked at the Majin and the Android, an annoyed look on his face. The Majin, of course, was stirring problems, all while the android was just coming back from assisting the farmer out. The whole party seemed to go to shit fast, all because of two things. The Hellhound’s arrogance and Android’s heroism. “Majin, if you do anything with that magic you’re casting, you’re as good as dead.” He worked his intimidation well. If he could get people to calm down and not try to kill each other, then maybe this meeting could go decently.
“Yeah, yeah, whatever.” Cobane agreed with the android while turning back to the hellhound. “Listen here, you fiery freak, you are not gunna cause shit to people’s lives while I’m around, you got that?” The Doragon released her before turning around and eyeing everyone once more. He already hated everyone here. The Majin for her lies, this hero wannabe for his stupidity, the freak for her fireworks, and the goat? The goat just got on his nerves by not caring. She talked about flexing muscles and rolled her eyes at the entire scene, which made Cobane want to rip her apart, but he held together.
“Hey Queen Edge. Yeah, you. You ever gunna stop acting like top shit?” The Dragonborn crossed his arms, his eyes glowing from under his hair. He hated narcissists, especially the “life’s a pain” type with nothing better to do but act like they’re the only thing that mattered. “And can the rest of us stop acting like friggen children and SHUT. UP.” The Doragon tapped his foot and waited. He knew they wouldn’t, but it was worth a shot anyways. Plus, if a fight broke out, he could probably handle all 4 at once.
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Luna
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Post by Luna on Apr 11, 2018 11:26:47 GMT -6
The Hound let a literal snarl bubble out her chest when the filthy, lower race touched her. Her jaws opened up, and the flicker of fire erupted from it. Nothing serious, but enough to indicate her displeasure. Tearing away from him as she stalked away. "When I decide to train, I will kill you first" Her head came up as if royalty. "Your name shall not be in history." Luna stood next to the goat, the only one here she seemed to enjoy the company of. The rest were stuck up assholes. "I regret coming to this world, even the strong fighter's are whiney. What does it matter if I play with my food before or after? Unnoble hunters, taking my prey." Tail was fluffed up in anger, nearly twice it's usual size as canine ears tapered back in a clear show of aggression and distrust.
"Barriers, stupid dragon thing, that girl looks like candy." She was referring to the Maijin at that. Luna liked the goat, she didn't get between her and her prey.
But, Luna was a dog, and dogs don't remember hatred well.
Just as swiftly as she was slighted she had forgotten about it, and was now all over Bobbi. Sniffing at her and darting around her with the air of excited puppy like joy. "Hm, not candy." Tongue dragged across a part of the girls exposed, bright skin. Before making an unhappy mix of a whine and a grumble. Her tail was going a mile a minute though. "
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Post by Cobalt on Apr 16, 2018 17:41:21 GMT -6
Road Piracy
Cobalt raised his hands to signify his peaceful intentions. He did not come to fight, but to help.
"Hey, hey, I'm not trying anything funny here. I just came by to make sure everyone was alright." Bobbi's actions confused him. She looked to be a hero, but her original off-putting vibe made him second guess this notion. But after she had sprung into action, it clearly hit her in a deep space somewhere underneath that hard exterior. The goat looking being also wanted Cobalt gone. She hasn't done much this entire time but seemingly egged on the whole fiasco. The man, who seemed to be on the more neutral side of things, seemed the most sensible of the group. Cobalt didn't expect to be thrown into the lion's den today, but he knew he had to somehow get everyone to calmy part ways. As Luna's hunger was getting the better of her, Cobalt had an idea. While Luna messed with the blue majin, Cobalt would slowly reach into his small backpack while announcing what he was up to.
"Here, I've got something for you all. I know I might have 'crashed' Miss Wolf's party, but I've got some tacos for you guys. I know you all have your own agendas, and I respect that, but can we please just call it even and part our separate ways?" Cobalt held out a bag full of tacos. "This was my lunch for this afternoon, but I'm willing to share with you guys. There are enough for two each. If you don't want any, I won't like hit you for declining."
As the others made their decisions, Cobalt would stand unnervingly, most likely filled with a bit of false courage.
OOC: Guys. C'mon. Who doesn't like peace tacos?
Exposition post! Cobalt has regained 1KP, for a total of 3/3 KP
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