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Relampago Azul Relampago Azul gave El Ruidoso a look with the same confusion and consternation a torturer gives when told to interrogate a masochist. He got up on his feet unsteadily, and completely failed to dust off his clothes. Mud stuck to his clothes like bad ideas stick to tattoo...

Shiro Majima Shiro watched El Ruidoso's chosen boar sink away from view with awe and confidence. Could he do this? Probably not! Will he do this? Absolutely! The only thing Shiro needed was a target. Something he could toss off the edge without much effort. He wasn't likely to find another...

Shiro Majima Shiro dutifully followed his master, confident in his own abilities. There was a THRILLING CHANGE working its way through Shiro's spirit, like an UNWELCOME PARASITE in his veins! "Eh? That blue shit you saw? The blue's just... I don't fuckin' know what it does. All I know is...

Shiro Majima El Ruidoso's enthusiastic commands filled Shiro with boundless vim. "You've got it, master," Shiro said, as he sprinted into the underbrush. "Don't expect to find any corpses after I'm done, though! Gyahahaha!" Several yards away from Shiro's point of entry, a gigantic boar...

Shiro Majima Shiro's ascent up the Ladder of Might was mildly stymied by intense winds swaying the ladder. Shiro would have had to carefully time his leaps to match up to the frequency of the ladder's swinging, but some mysterious force at the end of the ladder began swinging it as well...

Shiro Majima Shiro looked at the ladder in front of him. It was small, only about the size of a person. It was practically diagonal, considering how it had to stretch to the relatively far-off Emerald Enclave. It swayed in the wind. However, it looked sturdy enough to hold his weight, and it...

Shiro Majima Shiro nodded knowingly. A quest to slay a floating island was... nothing new, actually. As part of their training, all members of The Order of the Surprising Fist were required to join up with a traveling party of adventurers. Genuine martial artists were a coveted resource in the...

Shiro Majima El Ruidoso de Marad's words struck Shiro like a gold-plated stamp on a passport. Leaping up on his feet and grinning widely, Shiro handed a small pouch filled with tarnished coins to his new master. "Please accept this as a token of my appreciation, master! I'll only take all of...

Shiro Majima Shiro should have been mad. Shiro would have been mad. His favorite fighter had been trounced and stolen away by a run-in just as El Ruidoso would have earned a decisive victory! The strange thing was... Shiro was proud of El Ruidoso De Marad. Here, he had proved that proper...

Shiro Majima Shiro blinked. Oh, he thought, I guess he isn't all that retarded. I guess he has other probelsm. Well, since I've dug myself into a hole already, I might as well take this as it comes. "I'm sorry~" Shiro said in as clear a voice as he could muster. "You must be mistaken. Here...

Shiro Majima Shiro was surprised to see that Hitsyuga had somehow managed to completely miss everything he said, and instead stared blankly upward at the sky with his hands in his pockets. It was at that point that someone who could only be Hitsyuga's caretaker spoke to him and quietly...

Shiro Majima Hitsyuga's attack on the Faereach State Building hadn't gone unnoticed. In fact, nearly everyone who was within seeing range of Hitsyuga noticed him punch the building's side, and his immediate effect on it. Gauging his path into the crowd was trivial, considering what he looked...

Shiro Majima The crowd's rage completely failed to subside under Hitsyuga's wild temper tantrum. Here he was barging into a perfectly good wrestling match, without any interesting quirks beyond his explicitly non-wrestling powers and his shameful violent streak! A chorus of boos and hisses...

Shiro Majima Ferra's new chant spread through the crowd like molten aluminum in an anthill. With little to predicate it, people's alignments and loyalties shifted-- right over to Torr. Even those who hadn't heard the chant began repeating it. The Crowd adopted Ferra's chant willingly and...

Shiro Majima Shiro stared blankly at Ferra, and curled his lips into a confused frown. He quietly lowered his hands, and let The Crowd continue the chant on their own. "What? No, I'm voting for the one who's going to win. I mean-- you haven't even marketed him! What's his angle? Where's the...

Shiro Majima Shiro, the captive robber still slung over his back, wandered aimlessly through the streets. He needed to find a police officer, or a soldier, or someone with the authority to take this man into custody! Not knowing where the nearest police station was, Shiro had decided that the...

Shiro Majima Shiro looked at the robber's dark flames with deep worry. He hadn't expected them to come prepared like this! Not willing to rush headfirst into an inferno, he hung back. "This is your last chance to surrender, thief! Don't force me to do anything drastic!" Suddenly, a layer...

Shiro Majima Shiro didn't consider himself much of a vigilante. He had, up to this point, been merely trying to survive. He took odd jobs, got in the odd fight for meager amounts of prize money, and panhandled as much as he felt he could suffer through. He was just about to treat himself to a...

Calvin Armstrong Interacting With: Cassandra (@Shipopo) Calvin grinned in relief as Mister Redgrave's class drew to an end. He was positively disgusted by the humanocentrism of his teacher. However, Mister Redgrave did give him the chance to flex his knowledge of the Undead's great war...

Calvin Armstrong Calvin would have blinked, if he had eyelids to blink with. Calvin understood little about ancient history, especially ancient human history. The name "Atlanta" failed to ring with him. Was it related to Atlantis, the fabled fortress that rose up for the Reckoning? Couldn't...