apping this babby to exitvoid possibly in the future.

[sama]

I can't believe you're still onto placing me into a game. You know I'm not into these horror flicks, nor would I be interested in being put into an environment with a slew of disgusting creatures who don't know any better but to live off their own primitive instincts.

It's also quite funny how you're complaining about how plurk is sucking for you when you're not using the time to even write out things, make decks, or you know, draw? You're worse of a slacker than Akai-san or even Midori~n. I would applaud you if you manage to get all this together, but I highly doubt you'd get everything done in a short span of time. Much less actually get me accepted into some of kind of virtual reality that I'm not suited for.

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[yummymacaroons]

[ She stops. ]

Good. You're not dead, despite your weakness.

[sama]

I wasn't weak. But it was refreshing match.

[He stood back, and dusted off the dirt off his jacket.]

[yummymacaroons]

[ Oh, you don't do that. You follow Chariot, you don't deny what she says. She's none too pleased with you, Aoi. ]

You are weak.

Kneel.

[sama]

But you just- I don't-

[No seriously, you stopped and now you place yourself higher than me? Excuse me.]

I refuse to do that.

[yummymacaroons]

[ Oh look, she's swinging and violently using the blunt edge of her sword to make your legs go "crunch". If you won't kneel, Aoi, she'll make you kneel. ]

I said kneel.

[sama]

[ Okay, ow. That sword can really hurt. In real pain now, Aoi fell to the ground on his knees. ]

Stop that, you're not God. [He's holding in the pain and not trying to say anything that would make him sound weaker than he is right now.]

[yummymacaroons]

There is no such thing.

But you will obey me.

[sama]

....


What are you, really?

[yummymacaroons]

You don't deserve to know that.

[ She flicks a macaroon off of your face, Aoi. ]

[sama]

[Have a standard Aoi deadpan face at you, Chariot. ]

Fine, whatever. Where are you even getting all these macaroons anyways...

[yummymacaroons]

[ Oh, look, she's suddenly controlling chains to hold you down, Aoi. ]

I grow bored of you already.

[sama]

[Being restrained to those chains, he made an attempt to throw a glare right at Chariot.]

I'm anything but boring. You're really a psycho bitch who's practically bipolar.

[yummymacaroons]

[ Aoi, you're getting kicked in the face with one of her wheels. She's not pleased with all your talking. ]

[sama]

[Oh you better not. With his two feet still injured from that attack, he did his best to avoid her wheels if any by shielding himself with his frontal arms.]

[yummymacaroons]

[ Good block, but her wheels are definitely made of metal and your arms are definitely not. That probably hurt... or broke something. ]