See now I’m getting overconfident. This is Skizz’s miserable attempt at killing Tango. Probably from Skizz’s pov, but maybe Scott’s. I think Etho stayed above water.
This was session 5.
[ID: a minecraft screenshot taken underwater in a warm ocean biome. Tango is swimming out of a hole in the ocean floor. He’s looking up towards and facing the viewer, not in swim mode. He’s wearing an enchanted diamond chestplate and holding a sand block which combined with the darkness of the water is blocking the visibility of his lower armour, making it impossible to tell the material. It’s enchanted, whatever it is. His name is green. The viewer’s shield is visible in the bottom left corner of the image, too. End ID]
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@kirbyoctournament
⭐J will be open for asks for the duration of the tournament!! And Galacta is there too, I guess
⭐J seems relatively approachable, but is quick to butt heads with anyone who disapproves of her!
⭐J is an adult in her early 30s, and thus is potentially romanceable, if you're brave (or stupid) enough!
⭐ She's been around a while, and knows alot! Feel free to ask her about anything. Who knows if shell give you a straightforward answer though!
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From THIS
To THIS
I swear NRS is allergic to make Raiden actually cool and powerful 😐 Even as Raiden fan I can't defend this awful writing behind it
This situation in one picture 👇
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I'm gonna take my time
I have all the time in the world to make you mine
It is written in the stars above
The gods decree
You'll be right here by my side
Right next to me
You can run but you cannot hide
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Here’s Mayv! Kraw’s adoptive mom. She’s wrestling a Glow Gullet Gator. She kind of owns a mutated gator farm on the side, purely for a love of the creatures (and they’re good as guard dogs)
Here’s a little intro for her ⬇️
She taught him all he knows about being a sea hunter and how to process and use mermaids for their organs and oils. She is a hunter first, an apothecary second and a ‘beast tamer’ third.
She found herself as an escapee when she was younger, commandeering a trawler boat with her two sons and a few other humans aboard. Whatever she was running from, she attempted to lose it by sailing straight across Hellmouth, unknown dangers be damned. A strange storm blew her off course however and in the process she lost both her sons and some of her crew.
The boat ended up beaching in the delta of a swamp that belonged to the “Lady of the Shades”, a mysterious harpy witch that gave Mayv her alligator-like appearance in exchange for safety. The swamp was called “Shades of Acheron”, located on the northeast edge of Hellmouth.
Mayv replaced her sons with Kraw and Titus. she found Kraw hiding within the swamp, his little hollowed out log lair surrounded by half eaten crawfish shells that earned him his name.
She ran their encampment and household with an iron fist but a loving and boisterous nature. It was mostly her training that Kraw deeply detested. More often than not, out on the sea she seemed to blur the lines between treating Kraw and Titus like her children and treating them like militant hunting hounds.
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What time is most convenient for you? I'm open all day. 🎶
“Ah, sometime after noon would be best, I think. Perhaps… hmm. Oh, I suppose we could do it during game night, it’d provide sufficient excuse for me not to attend. Charlotte would likely be playing my broadcast anyway, and I have a feeling Angel would like this song.”
He hands you a card that says ‘Hazbin Hotel Game Night. Please attend.’ Amongst other things. It details the time, place, and activities, but Alastor has scribbled over it with smiley faces in some places.
“Ignore the directions. You may arrive at any point during that 4 PM to 10 PM period, and I’ll be sure to provide you with a proper escort to my tower once you enter the hotel so you won’t be bothered or questioned by the… less than desirable residents.”
“Perhaps closer to four would work better, since you’ve said you’re free all day. I’ve no idea what your schedule for the nights look like…” he muttered under his breath, mostly to himself.
He conjured up one of his shadow creatures and nudged it forward. “This is Ross, he will be the one you’ll see at the Hotel door whenever you arrive.” He dismissed the creature before you could say a word to it. “Does that all work for you?”
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I haven’t worked as an optician for uhhh 11 years but it still sets my teeth on edge when people don’t treat their eyes right out of stupidly misplaced morality over a fucking bodily function
“if you don’t use dark mode you’re a freak” fuck off trying to tell others that how their eyes work is somehow a marker of personal goodness, it’s not a cute look
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