This is a beautiful island with tropical trees. Many visitors come to this island, they usually stay in the large hotel on it.
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2018 11:12 am
A hero?! A villain?! A man on a mission! He was here to uhm. . Well, uhh. . Honestly, the scene painted wasn't a particularly heroic one. Or even, evil, for that matter. After Kaito left the gang, Asche S, Blackheart found himself lost once again. His hopes, dreams, and ultimately, his greatest aspirations left dashed in the wake of the hole left by his long grown friend. Watching him go was sad indeed, but this sea called to him and who was he to stop him? After all. . We all had to make due sometime! Only he and Nefetari was left, Tahira had decided to stay in her hometown to help take care of her mother and well, that was that. The book was closed on the Primo Dio Pirates rise to glory and they'd been ushered off into the backlogs of history, as a flock that'd never see the sky again.
At least, that was what most of you all that. Ha! Foolish readers!
Laying amid a bevy sea of babes and men, sporting trunks, there lied a single man with the physique of the gods. Closed off by sunglasses, his amber eyes could've complimented his beautifully tanned skin, and shimmering smile, ever present to those around him. Currently it was shut off - of course, if his smile spread too far he'd eclipse those around him and that'd just be too sad. To shine meant you had to understand when to dim, a god's pace had to be slowed at least. . a smidgen. Anyway, back to the description: six seven with a body filled with vigor and strength! Black hair with golden tips, kept prime by his first mate Nefetari and. . And! . . Why was there shade in front of him?
Seconds passed as Asche suddenly couldn't see the sun above, the sand below or anything in between. Just the ever present sight of someones backside - someone with wings and horns. Someone who dared trifle in his time of basking opulence?! Who in the ******** thought they had the right?! ". . . Roselle. ." His voice was quiet, fury rising as she probably stood in her bathing suit for a place to lie down. Angrily he rose, running straight towards her before grasping her up and fuming off towards the sea! Sand in his wake as he neared, leaping off high into the air as he gripped her.
"SHINNNNEEEEIIIIII!" Roaring, blasting through the sky! A man gifted with wings who couldn't fly, but like a Bagon he too dreamed! Then, crashing! Waves in his face and water around the two as he ocean split for a moment during his entrance. He had to get a good score this time!
"Neffy, what's my score lookin' like?" Head turning as droplets fell, not paying in mind to the possibly dead Roselle floating across the top of the sea not too far away. He had to at least have gotten a seven that time, for sure.
STR 362 || SPD 125 || END 100 || ACC 00 || INT 00 DEX 160 || HP 1040/1040 || SPI 168
XXX A year later it was still rather strange to be below the sky in a world completely different from her own. Roselle wiggled her toes through the warm sand as she looked around the beach with a smile on her lips, taking in the new sights with delight. Since she'd been with Nefertari and Asche, she'd seen so many strange and unique things and was slowly becoming accustomed to being part of their group. They were an odd pair who had clearly known each other for a while and the way they treated her was. . . interesting to say the least. Nefertari had been the one who had saved her, but he tended to be standoffish and cold while Asche was rather playful around her.
Tilting her head back, Roselle closed her eyes and basked in the warmth of the sun for a couple seconds, sighing contently. As she continued to run her toes through the sand she suddenly felt a different texture against her feet. Looking back down she'd bend to pick up a shell that while not particularly beautiful did give her an idea. Head still down, she'd wander the shore, searching for more shells that happened to catch her eye. Eventually she stumbled among something unique that captured her attention. A sand dollar! She'd seen them a couple of times and always found them beautiful, but Nefertari never let her spend their money purchasing them. But this she had found! Victory!
Picking it up she'd admire it with a soft smile before being startled by the sound of running footsteps approaching her. Blinking in confusion she'd turn her head and blanch, eyes widening and panic running through her as she saw Asche booking it in her direction. "Ah?!" She tried to run, but it was too late and she was grabbed up, the sand dollar falling from her grasp as she was forced toward the ocean at a speed so fast the scenery around her blurred. "AHHHHHHHHH!!!" Not again! She felt her stomach dip as they rose in the air, screaming again as they crashed downward. She knew what was coming next. "NOOOOO!!!" A moment later they were in the water and Roselle knew the hell that waited for her. . .
It was cold and dark, her panicked gurgling causing bubbles to rise to the surface as she thrashed and tried to claw her way to the surface but it was useless every time. A few moments later the poor girl's body rose to the surface, her face still submerged, back toward the sky. All she had wanted was a sand dollar. . .
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Deecee Sama-
Panda King Tai-tai Grim-
Posted: Thu May 31, 2018 9:32 pm
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xxツxxᴀᴅᴏᴍ ʙᴀᴅʀᴜ | ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪꜰᴜʟ | مجھے دعا دی جائے ضروری ہے. ____________________________________________________________________
Copper skin gleamed in the sunlight as tropical winds caress flawless skin. Nefertari, the most beautiful person in existence, lounged on a towel with a large brimmed hat and fabulous sunglasses. Sun bathing was one of his favorite pass times. The heat that radiated from the bright day star always seemed to melt away all his troubles. That coupled with the right breeze made for a very relaxing time.
His peace would be shattered, however, as a shriek would nearly destroy his unaware eardrums. With a tilt of his sunglasses, Neffy would stare as he would see the new girl flying through the air and inevitably crashing into the big blue. A devilish grin would form on the visage of the desert beauty. Her suffering brought him great ammusement. Emerald hues would shift their attention towards the man responsible for such entertainment. Johnn-... I mean...Asche.
Asche was tall, muscular, and good looking. If the rumors from some base woman were to be believed, he was also a good lover. Ever since Kaito abandoned the group, Asche has been the one calling the shots which caused Nefertari to see him in a new light. He would stare at him, sunglasses removed and now being held between his teeth. A score? Oh! The dunk. He always wanted a rating for this.
A delicate grip would embrace a large white card and upon it being lifted into the air, it would reveal the number 4.1. Nefertari would hold a very bland expression on his face as he awaited a negative response to this rating. Being able to get a reaction from his captain also brought Neffy pleasure. Made him feel like he cared about what he thought. Though the ratings were a misunderstanding. See, Nefertari has always rated things from 1 to 5 not 1 to 10 like Asche believes however Asche never specified and merely assumed that Nefertari was rating from 1 to 10. His bad.
With a grin, Nefertari would hold the card up high for all to see this score. Asche was sure to be distraught.
This is not how he expected his adventure to kick off. One moment he was happily saying goodbye to everyone in Skypiea and the next he found himself floating aimlessly in the sea. A strange way to kick of an adventure one would think and definitely not a story you would tell someone who asks. The boat was destroyed, thanks to its weak durability. And his most of his stuff was scattered among the vast azure sea.
He'd been adrift like this for what may have felt like days and was completely unsure of how much longer it would continue. Passerby ships would spot him, but either refuse aid or burst into a laughing fit so fierce that they were left incapable of having even an iota of pity for the young Skypiean.
Out of all the possible things that could have happened, Marshall A. Rawlins deeply believed, with all his heart that this was the worst of it. Often times he would find himself fading in and out of consciousness, and with each passing moment, he felt his strength whittling away. All hope had seemed lost.
That is until a wave appeared, as if granted mercy by the gods themselves, Marshall was whisked by the force of the turbulent surge of water and carried to the shore of what had seemed to be an island. The waves softly set him upon the wet sand and departed back into the sea. Mustering whatever strength he could, Marshall forced himself upright and surveyed the landscape laid out before him.
Hills of cascading sand decorated by lush vegetation stretched along the horizon. It was breathtaking and for a moment, Marshall felt somewhat grateful for being stranded at sea. He trudged along the shore looking for any food or hopefully people that could possibly help him. As he walked further inland, he spotted two men and what might be either a third person or a corpse, It was hard to tell, considering the position of the body.
"Excuse me! Can I-" Marshall attempted to yell out, but instead, it came out hoarser than expected. He coughed and stumbled over, falling face first into the ground and getting sand into his mouth. A slew of muffled curses came from the fallen Skypiean as he turned his head and spat the sand out. Marshall figured he'd just lay here till someone approached him or he recovered enough strength to pick himself up.
STR 05 || END 05|| SPD 10 || INT 04 || ACC 03 DEX 0 || HP 100/100 || SPI 0
Word Count: 407/400 Kyuka Island Takeover
Panda King Tai-tai Grim
SherlockHomeslice
Decee Sama
a.renee.w
Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2018 3:05 pm
Foolish girl. She dared go so far as to trifle against him of all people. A look of disdain fit his features, a momentary huff while eyes scanned over to Nefetari only to flash a very bland and frank expression. How. Dare. He. "I could've sworn that was at least a five, Neff!"Shaking his fist to the air, Asche grasped hold of Roselle with one arm, bringing her over to him slowly while pulling her into a bridal carry. Eyes looked down to her, caring and loving. His much larger stature holding firm to her own - a finger moving her wet hair out the way as she coughed up water. Soft with a chiseled chin and high cheekbones, he spoke. "I'm sorry my love. I didn't mean to harm you. . I was merely trying to assure that you didn't get attacked by the crabs on the beach. My apologies come to you one thousand fold. I'd never do it again." Such beauty in those eyes. Such absolute chivalry which completely ignored the fact that he'd been the one to dunk her in the first place. Such. . uhhh. . Such. . Other thing that made him look hot standing there, holding her.
Suddenly! The call from help to him from another beckoned the much larger man's attention. Asche turned his head to see a man of darker skin tone, tattoo's and strange greyish hair. Or maybe his hair wasn't grey and he was just dirty. "Where. . where have I seen this kind of appearance before. ." Fire. There was fire burning. And there were Skypeians angry with them. About a year ago. A little boy beat them up and then. . . WAIT, HE'D BURNED DOWN A SHANDIAN TEMPLE! Was this man an assassin?! Had he finally caught them after a year of hiding?!
Asche stood Roselle upright on the beach while walking over to where his katana lay, grasping it before slowly making his way over to Marshal on the ground. With the end of it, the hilt end, he gave the man a poke before leaning down and grasping him by the hair; a face of pure treachery and disgust lay on it. "You come to kill me punk? Huh? I'll have you know I'm worth over seventy million beli and I've killed more people than you can dream of. You want to die tonight?!" Course, he hadn't killed many people at all. Hopefully this would task the assassin to take to the hills and leave his crew alone.
STR 362 || SPD 125 || END 100 || ACC 00 || INT 00 DEX 160 || HP 1040/1040 || SPI 168
XXX Air. Sweet air. As Asche flipped her over, Roselle coughed several times, spewing water from her mouth and sucking in deep breaths. "Ugh. . ." Sea water always tasted so foul and left her nauseous and her eyes and throat burned from the sting of salt. Why would anyone willingly submit themselves to those horrible blue depths?! As Asche brushed the hair from her face she looked up at him, bringing her hands up to try to clear the water that blurred her vision. His words brought a slight blush to her cheeks and she pouted with a huff. Why was he always so sweet to her after being so cruel?! It was so confusing! At least Nefertari was consistent with his treatment of her! Holding her close, looking at her with those beautiful eyes, calling her love and making fake promises. . . How many times had she heard the same story? Crossing her arms over her chest, she'd turn her head away from him as he moved them back to the shore. "Hmph!"
Back on the shore Roselle would cough a few more times, wringing out her hair, eyes widening as Asche moved to grab his katana. Weren't they on vacation?! What was he doing?! Frantically she looked back and forth between Asche and Nefertari not sure if she should run over to get help or just follow after her Captain. She decided on the latter, taking off behind him, wincing as he picked up some fallen man by the hair. "I don't think that's necessary!" She'd pull on Asche's arm as if trying to get him to lower the poor man, but couldn't budge it at all. She'd run around and try to pull his other arm, but again could not move him. "Hnnnnn!" She'd strain against him, trying to get him to move, finally giving up and leaning forward with her hands on her knees, panting. "I. . I don't think he's a threat. . ."
Deecee Sama
Panda King Tai-tai Grim
CrspyDonut
Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2018 7:48 pm
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xxツxxᴀᴅᴏᴍ ʙᴀᴅʀᴜ | ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏsᴛ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪꜰᴜʟ | مجھے دعا دی جائے ضروری ہے. ____________________________________________________________________
With sunglasses back in place, Nefertari would continue his sun lounging...until yet ANOTHER interruption would disturb his peace. He would keep his eyes closed and try to force his mind into a peaceful place but the constant talking of “is he or is he not an enemy” seemed to last forever! With an aggressive huff Nefertari would speak up, ”He is definitely an enemy! Kill him quickly before you spend even MORE time talking!”
As he would lay his head back down he would glance again at the semi-conscious individual. He was most certainly not a threat but the wings did make him Skypian. With gentle steps, the desert rose would sashay over to the group, his hand on his hip. ”Hold on...this is just some sea bum. You can tell from his tattered clothes and disgusting odor...” A small whiff of the unknown ocean bum’s scent would make Nefertari take a few steps back, his face contorting to show his disgust. ”I say we leave him. We’ve taken in too many strays already.”
Even though his gaze was on the man, all could tell where his shade was truly targeted. Roselle. The one who stole away all Asche’s attention from the copper skinned beauty that was Nefertari. The day she arrived and received her first compliment from his captain was the day she started a war!! A war he did not plan to lose!
At this point Marshall was half asleep, he could hear the commotion from the three individuals getting closer and closer. He groaned and could feel a shadow cast itself over his body, shielding himself from the sun. He felt a wave a relief surge through him, but it was quickly interrupted by a jab at his backside.
Following was a hand grasping at the hair of his head and jerking it straight up to face of the very man who had stood over him. Amber eyes locked onto his as if they were glimpsing into his very soul, Black hair draped down his face ending with blonde tips, and his bronze skin radiated under the light of the sun. Large wings protruded from his back, meaning he was a Birkan perhaps? His face wore an expression of unadulterated disgust as he began to speak. Given his state, Marshall was only able to read partial words from this strangers lips as the sounds that came out were muffled, Kill....bounty.....die...Ah, this person must be a pirate,he thought almost nodding off on the spot, before having his attention snatched by another person nearby.
It was a woman, her appearance itself was quite peculiar, but also intriguing. She had horns, yet the wings of a Skypiean, very curious indeed. He was at a loss as to what sort of creature she was exactly, however, what was undeniable was both her majesty and beauty. She trailed behind the man, proceeding to tug on his arm for a few minutes. Possibly in an attempt to dissuade the man from what he was currently doing.
It was only at the moment in which he heard the word, "Threat," did he snap back into reality. Marshall's eyes darted around taking in the surroundings and his brain worked twice as hard to get a grip on the current situation.
He looked at the man holding him, "If I may? Uhm, I don't mean any harm. I just washed up on shore a couple minutes ago...." He chuckled slightly, "It's kind of a funny story actually, see I was at the start of an adventure when I experienced, uh, a mishap of sorts?"
Hearing the voice of another person, he looked past the two and took notice of another person. This one was a human and much slimmer than the other two and had quite the mouth on him. Marshall frowned at his words, raising his forearm to smell himself, "Disgusting odo-," reeling his head back slightly, "Mmhmm, I see what you mean...."
STR 05 || END 05|| SPD 10 || INT 04 || ACC 03 DEX 0 || HP 100/100 || SPI 0
Panda King Tai-tai Grim
SherlockHomeslice
Decee Sama
a.renee.w
Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2018 11:21 am
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( " MORE, MORE " )♔￤ Beaches, rather, just being at the seaside was still... new for Ezekiel. They were nostalgic, to a point--she'd had complete access to the shoreline on Amazon Lily, but after that, her assailants made it their business to keep any and all of their captives away from the sea. After a few years of being landlocked, Ezekiel had grown used to being closed off from the sea. She had stopped dreaming of waves, she'd forgotten (as much as one could forget) the way sea salt felt in the nostrils. But here, she was free, and there was no one watching... waiting... judging...
"THERE'S NO RULES!" Ezekiel's voice cracked across the beach with a force equivalent to how she tore across the sand, ripping her bikini top from her chest and waving it like a flag. Her bitties bounced all over the place, piercings glinting in the sun as they do, but she only had a few moments of unabashed glory before a bystander on the beach accosted her while shielding their tween's ogling eyes.
"There's kids here!" The woman barked out at our newest advocate of #FreeTheNipple. Ezekiel freeze-framed in surprise, then her expression curdled. Begrudgingly the top was tied back on, glowering the whole while. Once she gave the mams a perk-up pap, Ezekiel shot another look at the killer of her joy, and announced to the beach: "THERE'S ONE RULE!"
Pour one out for the bitties.
Oh, and for Roselle, too--Ezekiel's glory train had halted at around the same time Roselle was both slammed and welcomed to the Jam by her bounteous captain Asche. Her ugly gigglesnort was masked by the ensuing commotion, something-something Skypeian on the shore, and as ever Ezekiel was drawn to where the excitement was. The boy on the beach, however, was...not that exciting. Like Nefertari had said, he was just an ocean bum, but he was a pretty ocean bum, and that was worth something, at least. Definitely more than Neffy's attitude at the moment.
Ezekiel just barged right on in, sliding her two palms between Neffy and whoever stood beside him, then parted the People Sea and pushed right on through with the Jesus arms outspread. "Who is this Ocean Man," she cried, swinging her head about magnanimously. She popped a squat before the poor boy, undoubtedly placing him at eye level with the whispering eye. "Let me put my eye upon him!" Ezekiel then got to work cupping her chin and tilting her head, humming and hawing like a wine taster. Yes...this boy was adorable...those diminutive wings, those dramatic eyebrows, the markings on his face--he was like a lost Border Collie in an angel costume. It was a yes from Her Pinkness.
Ezekiel nodded her affirmation and cast her eye back up to the castaway's face, golden pupil gleaming against her uncomfortably black sclera. "Don't mind my beautiful bronze boatmate. I admire your dogishness and would like to hear the story of how you became so smelly." Ezekiel got comfortable beside him, a phrase which here means "she posed as if he were about to draw her like one of his French girls," and waved an entreating hand towards him. "The time is now! Regale me with your ocean tale!"
「STR 8 . PRO 3 . DEF 3 . SPD 9 . STA 2 . VIT 5」 「HP: 100/100 . STA: 100/100 . SPI: 0/0 」:Goe Goe no Mi Wordcount:538
The skim skam, razel frazzle of the beach brought a dubious eye to the Blackheart clansmen. First, Roselle attempted to cease his motions, which was met with a stern turn of the head. Was she trying to get dunked again? Was this not enough to show her that big daddy Asche was in a for serious mood?! Eyes lowered slowly as he raised a finger, which in turn turned to a open palm, and grasped the girl by the arm lightly to bring her into his lap. There he sat, contemplating weather or not this beach bum, ocean man, was worth slaying. Lightly playing about with Roselle's hair, as she knew she liked particularly so there could be no denying his loving motions. "If I may? Uhm, I don't mean any harm. I just washed up on shore a couple minutes ago...."
Did he take them for fools?! More importantly, did he take him, the almighty beast, Hitokori Asche, man slayer of ten thousand babes, for a lowly peon pea?! . . Eh, I mean, he probably did and he probably wasn't wrong either, imo. "Oh." Letting him go free, the much large Skypeian smiled to himself, his free hand returned to play about with Roselle's hair, even rubbing the rims of her horns as if this was a completely natural occurrence. Now, the mention of an odor from both the duo and then, the bright haired, never dull EZ aka Pinky bka babymama numer dos, made him squint, sniff, then squint again. He needed to bathe. There was no story telling til this bum at least smelled of lavender."Hold it, Pinky. Let's get this guy a shower first. . and some dinner. I'm starving. ." Standing, he placed Roselle down before lumbering back, turning to everyone else. "To the ship, then we can discuss plans. Bum, the names Asche. Asche Blackheart. Let's get you taken care of."
A light smile then a bland stroll, he made his way over to their ship where the man could shower, someone could make dinner, and Asche could plot the next great dunkening of our era.
Stay tuned.
STR 362 || SPD 125 || END 100 || ACC 00 || INT 00 DEX 160 || HP 1040/1040 || SPI 168
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Sherlock Homeslice
CrispyDonut
Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2018 2:43 pm
Roselle Stark
XXX A nervous expression crossed Roselle's face as Asche turned to look at her with a stern gaze. A gaze that implied he wanted to dunk her! Although. . . That was every gaze he gave her. She was never safe. . . This look couple with Nefertari's thinly veiled comment toward her meant it was time to go! She'd take a small step back, surprised when she was suddenly pulled into Asche's lap, blinking several times but immediately relaxing when he began to play with her hair. She'd close her eyes with a content smile on her lips as happy as a purring cat. She'd zone out, no longer caring as much about what was going on since her Captain seemed calm and had dropped the now dubbed 'Ocean Man'. Opening her eyes again she'd look to their pink haired companion, nodding in agreeance. "I, too, am interested in the beach bum's tale!" She'd cut a nervous glance to Nef before looking away again. It was going to be a long, snake filled night. . .
But she could not let her fears break her curiosity! Besides, she was a doctor and this man - this Ocean Man - needed their help! The smaller Skypiean fluffed her wings up in delight as Asche continued playing with her hair. She supposed she could forgive him for the dunking earlier. . . The Captain's plan was a good one and she didn't disagree with any of it, though she did look a bit disappointed as Asche stood up and placed her back down on the ground. It was time to make herself useful though. With a smile, she held her hand out to the stinky man. "Come, Ocean Dog! To the ship!"
Emerald eyes would glare at the scene before him. Asche, the man Nefertari was destined to be with, was playing with the hair of this...creature! She was no longer a person! She was a thing! ...Ok that’s a little far. He dislikes her relationship with his captain but not her specifically, HOWEVER, it would all be treated the same! Hate!
The echoes of rattlesnakes could be heard behind the two as they fondled each other before Nefertari’s rage filled eyes. His attention so focused on the horrific sight, that he was ALMOST able to completely ignore the loud pink one. His eyes would turn their gaze on her and then realize where this was heading. They were going to take in another stray...
A strong eye roll and a huff would be all he gave to this as he would turn and head back to the ship. Today was a bust. Nefertari made sure to showcase his beautiful skin and feminine physique however he could never hope to match the natural curvature of a real woman. This would not deter him! He will fight to the bitter end for his love and strike down every obstacle in his path. The main concern now...was the smelly man they just invited back to the ship...
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Deecee sama
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CrspyDonut
Sherlock Homeslice
Posted: Sat Jun 02, 2018 9:39 pm
Marshall
"Let my put my eye upon him!"
The words came from a voice behind all three as Marshall's eyes widened to the newest addition to the group of strangers. But this one was way different than the rest. She stood much taller than the others, like a tower, hovering over her companions, except for the bronze man and staring down at him. By this point, he had been able to sit up after the bronze man released his grip and held the other girl in his lap as he stroked her hair.
Aside from her height, she was stunningly beautiful. Enough to even say that breath-taking was a more accurate word as he found himself staring at her, his jaw slightly ajar. The pink-haired woman leaned in and examined his appearance, her eyes analyzing every one of his characteristics. Nodding in what seemed to be approval or curiosity, maybe both.
"Don't mind my beautiful bronze boatmate. I admire your dogishness and would like to hear the story of how you became so smelly."
He snapped out of it and watched as she took a few steps over to him and descended to his level, laying on her side and extending a hand towards him as if she were the personification of majesty.
"The time is now! Regale me with your ocean tale!"
"I, too, am interested in the beach bum's tale!" Spoke the raven-haired beauty nestled in bronze man's lap.
He smiled and perked up, preparing to delve into his odd tale leading up to the current events that were unfolding before, but before he got a chance, the bronze man stood and halted him.
"Hold it, Pinky. Let's get this guy a shower first. . and some dinner. I'm starving. To the ship, then we can discuss plans. Bum, the names Asche. Asche Blackheart. Let's get you taken care of."
"AH! How rude of me," Marshall stood, brushing some sand off his tattered clothes. He jabbed his thumb into his chest and gave the largest, friendliest smile he could,"I'm Marshall. Marshall A. Rawlins. A pleasure to meet you all." After introducing himself, two antennae-like strands of hair perked up, "That's new..."
STR 05 || END 05|| SPD 10 || INT 04 || ACC 03 DEX 0 || HP 100/100 || SPI 0
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