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| ChibiKitsune | Oct 16 2005, 05:28 PM Post #166 |
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Samma giggled a little as she watched Saiyako duck under the table as well. She had AJ-chan on her lap, coaxing him to finish eating rather than join the frey. "'Course, Saiyako-san!" she said with a grin. "First rule of any fights - tables are safe unless someone has a sword!" |
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| Kanthia | Oct 16 2005, 06:55 PM Post #167 |
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Food fights were fun, but she preferred actually fighting people. Then again, using chocolate to fight people was also interesting. Knows-Everything-san from across the resturaunt (who had pointed out that Kanthia was going to get chin-acne and that Kanthia resembled the cow from Furuba) was about to get away when Kanthia opened fire at her with something creamy and delicious, accidentally instead hitting the owner of the resturaunt who had come out to see what the commotion was. --- Uh-oh. ~Kanthia |
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| RedPirate | Oct 17 2005, 01:47 AM Post #168 |
Forum Sanji and Cuisine Alchemist
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Seeing the commotion and distraction inside the resturant, some of the fans were emboldened and felt encouraged to join in. RedPirate was too busy squishing cream buns into Duo's hair to notice the extra fighters. Jesse (the cat) was now licking Duo's hair happily. (OOC Hope you are not allergic to cats Duo!) |
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| Saiyako | Oct 17 2005, 09:00 AM Post #169 |
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"Well, I have three," Saiyako pointed out, "but then I am under here with you guys, so..." She thought for a moment. "I think, as long as Duo sticks to food, we should be OK." Then she started hearing battlecries as more people joined in - including a cry of "It's Snotji! Get him!" "Well, you guys should be OK, anyway," she grinned. "Sounds like the Zoro fangirls are back, and this I've gotta see!" She slipped out from under the table, taking up her post against the wall again to watch RedPirate get pelted with ramen - and immediately had to duck a flying california roll. "Take this, Seaweed Head!" one of the fans yelled, as another roll hit her in her shoulder. Baka, she told herself. You should have known the Sanji fans would be here too. Well, at least she had to give them credit for using something with seaweed in it... She drew a pair of katana, and, making sure to stay clear of the table where the foxes were still hiding, started to fend off the flying food. |
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I've felt this way before. The world goes deafeningly silent. I hear my heartbeat thundering in my ears. This must truly be... the brink of death. I hear it. The breath of his steel. A katana follows will... All that's left... is to see if I truly have the power to cut steel. | |
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| ChibiKitsune | Oct 17 2005, 10:54 PM Post #170 |
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Samma giggled as she watched Saiyako bound out. She leaned forward and layed on her belly to watch her nakama fight with food and swords, legs kicking back and forth and three tails happily flicking about. |
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| Digislave #2718281828459 | Oct 17 2005, 11:32 PM Post #171 |
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With the miso abuser dealt with now, Chasm removed the chopstick from his mouth and put all three of them back in their paper packages. When he turned around, he saw the words, "SURVIVAL BUFFET" painted across the wall with soy sauce, and five gangster-looking guys in front of the graffiti. Suddenly, they rushed in different directions towards contestants in the food fight, drawing their weapons and laughing sinisterly. In a matter of moments, the gang had severely injured several of the customers in the room. Then Chasm noticed that one thug was charging towards Redpirate who was too busy choking Duo Himura to notice while the thug was about to unleash the wrath of his oversized noodle-whip. "Redpirate-chan! Watch out!" Chasm yelled. At the same time, another thug was running towards him with a rifle loaded with hot sauce. And so begins "Survival Buffet." __________________ WOOT! The name of our first arc! My idea, anyway. Three other thugs up for grabs! Who wants them? |
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| Kanthia | Oct 18 2005, 12:22 AM Post #172 |
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Kanthia wants one ^^;; -- Thug was a funny word. "Thug is a funny word," she said to the thug who had turned towards her at the sound of her voice. He said something incoherent because everyone knows that random thugs can't talk and took out a rather menacing...thing. It was a thing that smelled rather bad, and was sort of round like a round thing that smells bad. Made of socks and old food. Like a snowball, just puke-coloured. It reminded her of an episode of One Piece as she slid on her claws.... Someone screamed "OMG! Nami's in trouble!" Someone else screamed "Where is Nami's sticky thing?" Someone else else screamed "U IDIOTE NAMY YUSES CLAWS LOLZ" ...and lept, glancing the thug by the temple and throwing him straight towards Saiyako, who was busy fighting off some Sanji fangirls. Damn. "Saiyako-san! Look out!" -- ~Kanthia |
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| Saiyako | Oct 18 2005, 05:15 AM Post #173 |
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Wow, we have an arc! So... I was gonna take one, but I guess I have Kanthia's now. ------------ Saiyako looked up to see the thug flying towards her. "Kuso!" She shoved the Sanji fangirls away with her feet (since Red-chan would kill her if Saiyako let any of her girls get hurt by this guy), before diving out of the way herself. She was still so close that she felt the wind of the thug's passing as he crashed into the wall beside her. Knowing this place, she thought, he can probably still fight after that... And she was right. As she backed away to give herself more room to fight, the thug got up and brandished a... thing... at her. She wasn't sure what it was. It might have been a soccerball if soccerballs were puke-coloured and smelled like the inside of her sister-in-law's fridge. But from his expression and the way he was handling it, it was more likely a weapon. Not that it really mattered what it was - she'd spent two days fighting off noobs and Mary Sues, she wasn't going to be beaten now by some NPC with a soccerball made of old socks. "I don't know who you are, mate," she grinned, raising her swords for an attack, "but you're messing with the wrong person." -------------- Um, Kanthia, do you happen to know what that round thing is and what it does? Or are you leaving that for me to come up with? Oh, and my sister-in-law's fridge... I went over there 9 years ago (she lives on the other side of the country), and that fridge - honestly, I don't know what she had in there that smelled so bad, but I hated having to get stuff out of that fridge, it was awful... |
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I've felt this way before. The world goes deafeningly silent. I hear my heartbeat thundering in my ears. This must truly be... the brink of death. I hear it. The breath of his steel. A katana follows will... All that's left... is to see if I truly have the power to cut steel. | |
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| Digitaldreamer | Oct 18 2005, 02:20 PM Post #174 |
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Digitaldreamer had tried her best to remain out of the food fight, choosing to duck behind an over-turned table as opposed to fighting. Some of the excitement had worn off from having everyone show up, leaving her feeling rather drained. So she had just sat behind the table and munched on sushi while watching the fray. However, once the thugs showed up she decided just sitting there was rather boring. The blonde stood, eyes narrowing and an excited grin appearing on her face. ”About time something exciting happened!” She commented, grinning as one of the thugs came towards her armed with a pair of giant chopsticks. ”Okay then…let’s go!” Digi said, holding out her hands and making two sporks materialize into them. ”Waaaaaai, Digi-Piro-san is so amazing!” ”We love you Digitaldreamer!” ”I will sacrifice ten more chickens and pray for your victory!” Digi rolled her eyes and tried her best to ignore the raging fans. --- Uhn...I apologize for the crappy post...I feel so crappy right now. @_@ |
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| ChibiKitsune | Oct 18 2005, 04:26 PM Post #175 |
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Mmm, a fight now involving food. Samma was all over this. Hoisting AJ onto her back and wrapping a conviently placed tablecloth around her and the chibichibi to make sure he stayed in place, she grabbed her shinai-pen and thrust AJ's small, wooden practice swords into his hands. "Ready for some fun, love?" she asked with a grin, turning her head to give him a kiss on the cheek. She jumped out from the table and pounced on the nearest thug, shouting wildly in drow, while giggling. She whacked him over the head with her kendo-pen, while AJ flailed his wooden chibi-swords onto the man's back. And who says five is too young to learn to fight? |
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| Digislave #2718281828459 | Oct 18 2005, 09:01 PM Post #176 |
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Chasm saw the thug behind him and immediately ducked down as he shot a sizzling orange sphere the size of a ping-pong ball. "Oh, so you wanna fight?" Chasm said. "Then you will fall at the wrath of my chopstick!" He pulled out of the chopsticks he had. The thug shot it as soon as he held it out in front of him, completely dissolving it. "Okay, never mind. Wait, is that hot sauce?" From observing the liquid dripping from the nozzle, it apparently was. The thug spoke. "You do not fear hot sauce. Fear is hot sauce." "Uh, yeah, that is just messed up." replied Chasm, as he pulled out his staff and attached the blade to it. "Well, if I can't use my chopsticks, then I'll impale you." "Just try!" the thug yelled, and shot another blast of hot sauce. Chasm simply sidestepped it, ran towards him, sliced the rifle in two, and finished by driving the flat end of his staff into his chest. The thug was now down on his knees. Chasm looked down towards him. "I'm not seriously going to impale you. I just got here and I don't want my blade to be dirty already. The thug had clutched his chest and was breathing heavily. "You may think you've won... but let's see how you like a RAPID FIRE TRIDENT GUM BLASTER!!" ________________ Uh, I think I used bad word choice in there. And just something I thought of:  No, those are not mouse ears, dangit! They're drumsticks! |
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| Saiyako | Oct 19 2005, 08:43 AM Post #177 |
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OK, I'm just not gonna worry about what the round thing is... -------- As the thug raised the round thing, probably to use it, Saiyako slashed it in half with the sword in her right hand, while thrusting at his gut with her left. When the thug jumped back away from her attack, she kept pursuing him, using one sword to keep him against the wall, and the other to keep him moving backward. Finally she had him backed into a corner, with a sword at his throat. "So," she scowled, "who are you, and why are you messing with my nakama?" |
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I've felt this way before. The world goes deafeningly silent. I hear my heartbeat thundering in my ears. This must truly be... the brink of death. I hear it. The breath of his steel. A katana follows will... All that's left... is to see if I truly have the power to cut steel. | |
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| RedPirate | Oct 19 2005, 08:51 AM Post #178 |
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RedPirate looked up at overchasms shout. "Thanks," she called to him. A man with a noodle whip was heading towards her and Duo. RedPirate stood between the prone Duo and the noodle thug. She waited for him to flick the whip at her, twisted it around her left arm and help on. "Jesse!" She commanded and pointed. The cat looked up from his cakey Duo snack and narrowed his golden eyes. He charged up the noodle thugs leg, found a tender spot, and dug in his claws... The thug shaped hole in the wall seemed to unsettle the others as the cat started looking around the room. RedPirate started throwing cake at the thugs, carefully aimed of course. |
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| Kanthia | Oct 19 2005, 11:05 AM Post #179 |
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...Which was exactly when Kanthia realized what the round thing was. Like Largo's cool thing, but rounder and more smelly. And less awesome and probably without the same usage, but a round thing nonetheless. A stink bomb. "Saiyako-san! LOOK OUT!" The cornered thug threw the bomb to the ground, immediately detonating it. It exploded in a harmless poof of gas that had heads turned for a moment before the smell started to permeate the air. Her nose was probably too sensitive after smelling flowers but it was probably affecting everyone. She put a hand up to her throat, chocking and gasping for air and trying not to breathe in the stink. It was like if rotten stuff and bad-smelling stuff got together and had a marriage. And they had a bunch of skunks for bridesmaids. And there were no flowers, only dead things in vases et cetera. Holding her breath, she launched for the thug that Saiyako had pinned to the wall with claws extended right for his jugular or whatever would produce the most blood. He wasn't getting away, this one. Not for smelling up the whole nicely-scented room. ~Kanthia |
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| Saiyako | Oct 19 2005, 11:18 AM Post #180 |
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Saiyako heard Kanthia yell, and glanced behind her to check it out. Not seeing any danger, she turned back to the cornered thug just as he detonated the stink bomb. "Ungh!" She staggered, unable to breathe as the putrid smell filled the air, and fell to her hands and knees on the floor, gasping for air. OOC: Ouch, Kanthia! How'd you manage to hit on one of my weaknesses so soon? |
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I've felt this way before. The world goes deafeningly silent. I hear my heartbeat thundering in my ears. This must truly be... the brink of death. I hear it. The breath of his steel. A katana follows will... All that's left... is to see if I truly have the power to cut steel. | |
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