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Hunter Red Ward Location: Matron's piece of shit goddamn haunted island of missiles and bullshit. Nearby: Manami @Gus Chemtrail @Teh Frixz The Petulant Child @Damafaud Disposition: "I miss the old war days..." Hunter watched his aquatic protégé communicate with the hellish cousin of the...

B U L L T R U E Anderson Moore Location: Commonwealth HQ: Baltimore Branch Nearby: Gerald @Gus Kit @welian A very angry Jarid Caymen Disposition: "THINGS ARE GETTING FISHY" Anderson had a special power. Well, BESIDES the obvious one. He had the ability to create dread by just...

Hunter Red Ward Location: Matron's piece of shit goddamn haunted island of missiles and bullshit. Nearby: Foxbat @Coin Manami @Gus Chemtrail @Teh Frixz Skittles.... Disposition: "They can chew me out all they want. Brass knows who has outlived who." Perhaps Hunter had gone a little...

B U L L T R U E Anderson Moore Location: A very pissed off Jarid Caymen Disposition: "SAFETY CHEEEECK CHECKIN' OFF STAFETY STUFF!" To whomever thought that no matter how complex a problem can be that great intentions can win the day for all involved. We just want you to know. We...

Hunter Red Ward Location: Matron's piece of shit goddamn haunted island of missiles and bullshit. Nearby: Foxbat @Coin Manami @Gus Chemtrail @Teh Frixz Rodents of Unusual Size Disposition: "Alright ramblers, lets get rambling." The laughter from behind at what he said caused Hunter to sign...

Hunter Red Ward Location: Matron's piece of shit goddamn haunted island of missiles and bullshit. Nearby: Foxbat @Coin Disposition: "I'm gonna break that damn robot, fix him, and break him again." So. A quick recap of today's current predicament. Not that anyone forgot, but reiteration is...

A car. This entire place looks like some janky rendition of some fairytale story involving a egotistical Thundurus, a thieving Mankey, and an irate Chatot - and THIS gawker is trying to sell them a CAR. Let's forget the first issue of the lack of roads here, making access to fuel an ordeal of...

Before Jarid could find anything to take in with the sights, it seemed the fates continued to toy with his patience. This time with what seemed to be a near-sighted old man spouting crazed fables and conjecture. If he was expected to be a hero in someone's fairytale, then the entire world was...

"ENOUGH OF THE FLOWERY BULLSHIT!" Dremel roared, though perhaps the notion an ant could roar is somewhat concerning, that might be the least of everyone's concern as this particular disgruntled insect had found itself in range of its target, its mandibles glowing bright as an electrical charge...

All while the Xatu spoke to the heavens and continued making its dramatic presence known, Dremel took that time to remove the gap between them, scaling up the building it perched itself on with malicious intent. Whatever this bird made him see caused whatever possibility to reason with him to...

Incoming connection to Operating System: Celeste;;;; "Hello, Celeste! It has been approximately Five Hundred and Twenty Four hours, Seventeen minutes, and Fifty-Seven seconds since your last transmission!" TOR-X chimed in response to the ping request. "We were beginning to suspect you finally...

A flash of memory seemed to find its way into Dremel's mind as he was caught in whatever annoying voice droned over the two idiots. Confinement in a tank. Experiment after experiment. Dull, white circles staring down at him as they jotted down notes...His earliest memory after waking up. In all...

As the dust cleared, it was clear the ant was gone. And in his place was a hole that had been dug below the two, and the rumbling around them would make it impossible to miss what he was doing, his aim to cause as much damage as possible to the pair that had annoyed him enough to warrant his...

It would appear that either the second or third time the Pawniard turned to face the menacing ant, both he and his precious ball would have disappeared into a cloud of dust and sand. It seemed like too much for his size to have fled, and while living off of spite alone, it would be doubtful he'd...

Dremel had continued on his task, murmuring to itself about- get this - even more violence. Almost like it's a bit now. So far he hadn't found anything close to what Jarid needed. Why the hell was he even bothering with what he wanted? He already found the tallest fuc- *CLANK* Dremel stared...

Jarid looked up at the ladder in front of him and gave an affirming grunt. He reached to his shoulder and plucked Dremel off before placing him on a crate nearby. He them prodded one finger against the Durant's head to keep its attention locked on him. "Focus. Find a high place and remember...

Jarid had been out of the Inn for hours at this point.....It was unclear when he actually woke up....Or if he slept at all. Hmm, perhaps this may help explain his demeanor. Regardless of poor sleep habits formed from a horrible upbringing, he found himself at the city center, looking from...

Jarid stared directly into the Ghost's eye before standing up. "Aaaand that is why I didn't eat or drink anything. Hostages? You're good for it." and with that, he would leave them with the tab like the other bastard. He had no need to explore for the night and would instead just make his way to...

"DO YOU KNOW WHAT ELSE WOULD TEACH YOU IMPOLITE WORDS YOU STUNTED PRICK!? MY METAL FOOT SHOVED RIGHT UP YOUR A-" Aaand with that Jarid took the initiative, grabbing the ant of rage by the had and forcing him back onto his shoulder. "...I might not speak whatever you're talking but I know that...

While with the current track history of both Jarid and Dremel, one could easily assume they would take the response of being blasted with water by some stunted Lotad as an insult worthy of violence, it seemed like both would remain where they were. Jarid looked over at the offended Lotad and...