Gabu
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Post by Gabu on Sept 13, 2019 13:30:22 GMT -6
The scenery was rather, chaotic to say the least. Chairs were thrown, enemies were made, glasses shattered, and a bunch of knocked out individuals all around Gabu. What started the entire bar fight to begin with? Someone called Gabu a frog and small fry. Gabu doesn't like being called those words, specially when he's drunk. The body count, well, its around ten people being placed in the oddest locations you could think of. A body being placed through a table, a chair, a sink, even someones head stuck in the toilet. The toilet water floods through the bathroom and onto the main lobby scene.
Gabu just laid there in the center of it all, wearing his uniformed fleet outfit. Rising to his feet, drunk as a skunk and having one eye open with his other eye being weaken because of how drunk he was.
"WHO ELSE WANTS SOME OF THIS! HUH! WHO ELSE IS GOING TO CALL ME A FROG AND SMALL FRY! HUH!"
Gabu once stood straight as he tried to place his body in an upright position, only for him to collapse back to his buttocks and chuckling to himself. Gabu looked to the crowd of knocked out individuals and slowly made his way up to his feet. Climbing the stool, climbing the bar counter and yellowing to the sky.
"I am Gabu The Great! NONE SHALL PASS!"
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Maple
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Post by Maple on Sept 15, 2019 21:54:48 GMT -6
Thread PL: 72,000
Somewhere between Satan City and East City, where the cows mooed and the ostrich-chickens… squawked… there was a Demon dreaming the evening away. In a craggly square lot of timeworn cement, where two old highways intersected at perfect right angles, was a big old tavern in the shape of an overturned beer bottle. The Booze Bottle, a neon sign glowed. Raucous music (the yeehaw kind) bubbled into the parking lot. As Gabu went on his rampage, Maple was snoring off a few dozen bottles of whiskey in the corner, his SNAKE cap pulled low over his face. Done up on dark denim overalls, he might be mistaken for some of the local yokels around here, if it weren’t for his pointy ears. He might have slept through the entire thing -- he’d slept through forty tracks of awful country music -- but then Gabu started to yell. Maple's pointy ears twitched, and he startled. There was a big power level, and it was yelling angrily. Maple gave a high-pitched squeal, instinctively flinching and shielding his face with his hands, but no blast came his way. Blinking away the sleep, Maple looked around, gawking. The whole tavern had been busted up real bad, and most people in it were on the ground. “W-wha- Awwwww man!” Maple exclaimed, stumbling to his feet. He burped, and a rank bubble of whiskey floated out. “I was gonna order another round but you slammed my waiter through the wall.” Maple gestured to the waiter-shaped silhouette punched through the drywall. “And now there’s prolly no more wingies on the way.” He glowered, shaking a fist. "You can't get real Paozu sauce for another thousand miles, you friggin toadhead!" |
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Gabu
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Post by Gabu on Sept 16, 2019 18:14:11 GMT -6
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Squinted eyes and a stared directed to the man who had insulted him.
"LISTEN HE-RE BUDY!"
Gabu hopped off the counter and landed on a nearby table that was rather tilted.
"You best control yourself! You are looking at th-e b-est me-rcenary on this planet! Gabu The Grape!"
He heard a sudden change in gear with the table, the table itself disassembling on its own as Gabu falls flat on his buttocks. Receiving a few cuts and bruises from the splinters that now dug into his skin. Gabu was frustrated and wanted to teach this man a lesson as he rose to his feet in sheer anger and grabbing a bottle on the ground. He hurled it straight! 2ft in front of him, as he began to exhale out so much air. Holding onto a nearby chair in order to catch his breath.
"I..- I don't have the strength to argue with the lights of you! Tell me, what is your name!"
Gabu limped his way over to Maple, finally being faced to face with the man and squinting his eyes towards him.
"Why the hell do you look so familiar like I have seen you from somewhere?"
Gabu thought maybe this man was someone he had seen before. His pointed ears told him that he was a demon. That is as much as he can deduct from looking at him up close.
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Maple
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Post by Maple on Sept 22, 2019 13:09:44 GMT -6
Smirking and thrusting his hands in the pockets of his denim overalls, Maple lowered his head until the brim of his hat cast an ominous shadow over his face. It was a classic cool-guy villain move, one he’d been practicing in the mirror under different lighting for the past few weeks. If a villain had a hat, it was best they use it to maximize their Evil presence.
“My name? It’s Maple Moonshi. Maybe you’ve heard of me from my many countless feats of evil.” Feats. Maple thought sourly after the word came out. What if he thinks I meant feets? Some of these aliens were about as bright as a moonless night. Judging from Gabu’s appearance, he prolly didn’t make straight A’s in Universal Grammar class. “And by feats I mean deeds, not the feet at the bottom of my legs -- I only got two of those.” He raised a finger as another thought occurred to him. "And by deeds I don't mean the real estate kind, okay?"Tossing his hat away dramatically, Maple leaped onto a tabletop and struck his go-to Stargoon stance, the Purple Pain Pose, one leg raised high to one side, balanced by his outstretched arm. “What I’m tryin to say is I’m a dastardly disaster, got that? But in a good way, and by good I mean Evil!” |
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Maple
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Post by Maple on Oct 20, 2019 19:09:50 GMT -6
Backing out, bai! EXIT
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