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She's a magical girl! She's got an eyepatch! She's the resident moeblob!

Wu descends from the balcony in his apartment to the ground below. Being a Strength-type, his frame definitely casts a shadow large enough to catch people's attention. However, that didn't mean that people had enough room to make way for the newcomer. Even as he slowly approached with his...

The announcement breaks Wu's concentration, but he seems far from disappointed in that. "So soon?" He ponders as he re-orients himself. He was hoping to perhaps get some supplies to help his training or perhaps even see how the gym here was, but the time for that seems to have passed. "Yes...

Beizhan Wu's arrival to the HQ is noted as being markedly later than most arrivals, but this is with reason: After the formal graduation from the Academy, he had another convocation to attend: one founded by the Brotherhood of Turned Palm, an organization-bordering-brotherhood of Chinese...

Issue rectified

Name: Beizhan Wu a.k.a "Prophet" Age: 19

"Haunted? That's nonsense!" Chesco laughs out loud. "Ghosts aren't real! It's probably some crazy madman who owns the house or something. With that Injun now up and about, whoever's in there can totally shoot the poor bastard if they're threatened!" It's pretty clear that Chesco Mardini...

"Well, considering that you nearly shot someone and threw a chunk of meat at our sponsor, some security measures had to be taken." Chesco backs off as far as he can to avoid the sick. "I'm not gonna be putting trials or anything, but what the hell did you eat that got you so loopy?" He then...

Chesco plants his cane on Jonathan, but keeps it unpowered. "You guys go look. I'm not much of an herbologist, and if he wakes up as insane as he is, I can shock him back to sleep." As he mentions this, he checks his cane to make sure it actually has it set to people-stunning instead of...

Reg notices Heldris' arrival and with a few quick glances, he could confirm that this guy was an employee of this establishment. At least...that's what the suit seemed to imply. It wasn't some worn-out hand-me-down and it definitely wasn't cheap. This guy didn't look like he lived at the...

The mayhem suddenly jolted Chesco out of his sleep. "What's going on? Why are there gunshots? Why is - oh." That last question is answered the moment he climbed out of the tarp and realizes the insane Jonathan aiming something and Agnes splattered in what looked like meat soon-to-spoil. "This...

Jones is a bit bemused by the numbers on his list. Of course, the one on the top of that list is his girlfriend Carly's. Second on the list is his boss', with various others being coworkers, his dad. Then came all the photos, again mostly involving Carly's dates with him or on his projects, some...

Chesco peers into the cabin from a window and takes stock of the situation as he got his bedroll out. Good news: The crazy-ass injun seems to be alive, and nobody seems hostile with him. Still doesn't explain what the plan was, but at least there's no worry about filling a body bag. That's...

It's been a week since Reginald was let go. "Business isn't as good as it used to be," the manager said. "We need to cut costs," they said. It didn't take a barkeep's hardened intuition to realize they just didn't like him. He could hardly argue, not many people could really say they liked a...

Chesco seems to appreciate even a small piece of duck to go with the pigeon. "Now, I don't know much about Injun culture. I mean the last guy that I knew that said he was one was actually Indian. What I do know, though, is that it's possible that this might be the poor guy's house we've so...

"Eh, I don't have anything to see in the dark at this range. I heard gunshots, I took a gander. Only noticed the poor sod when the two ladies picked him up." He was pretty certain in his testimony thanks to his snack. "I think Mark and Rex were hunting something at the same time. Maybe they'd...

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Chesco forks over the bottle of scotch Agnes offered. "It'll go a while to calm your nerves. Barely even took a shot out of it for the pigeon, and considering we might have a casualty on our hands, I'm sure you'll be needing it to take off the edge more than I do." He was about to add an "What...