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Lulamoon Land wrote:She sighs and leaves, stopping by Mr Nooty Noot.

“Senpai, I’m bored! Who should I visit?”He nods.

“Good. I have wares to sell.”

“Good I’ll get a shuttle for you to take”

Lulamoon Land wrote:She sighs and leaves, stopping by Mr Nooty Noot.

“Senpai, I’m bored! Who should I visit?”He nods.

“Good. I have wares to sell.”

Mr Nooty Noot Noots.

"You should visit Dogetopia's royal palace and disguise as a Kitsune prostitute who wants to have babies with the most important person there."

Lulamoon Land wrote:The poached attempts to bribe the corvette...“That sounds boring papa...”Because Freya is a human, they overwhelm her and throw her in jail. Eris shows up a week later and looks at Freya, amused.

“So, how was it?”

Trotsky scratches his chin in thought...

Comradeistan wrote:Trotsky scratches his chin in thought...

Rainbow pouts.

“Papa please?”

Pingu armada wrote:Mr Nooty Noot Noots.

"You should visit Dogetopia's royal palace and disguise as a Kitsune prostitute who wants to have babies with the most important person there."

Eris chokes while laughing.

“Good idea!”

New Makasta wrote:“Good I’ll get a shuttle for you to take”

The poacher nods.

Comradeistan, New Makasta, and Pingu armada

Lulamoon Land wrote:Rainbow pouts.

“Papa please?”Eris chokes while laughing.

“Good idea!”The poacher nods.

“How many trips you think you need?”

Lulamoon Land wrote:Rainbow pouts.

“Papa please?”Eris chokes while laughing.

“Good idea!”The poacher nods.

Mr Nooty Noot shows Eris a model of a Kitsune.

"Use this as the base of your disguise and I will send an observer to watch."

Lulamoon Land wrote:The Kitsunes begin a training montage in real time, defying the laws of physics...

They slowly build up a good reputation and gain celebrity status among the Edmundian public...

Lulamoon Land and Pingu armada

Lulamoon Land wrote:“A lot of things disagree with mortals, but they do it anyways.”

Eris stops for a moment and hands them lemonade.

“So, how are you?”

“Could be better. The whole intergalactic war thing is really stressful...”

Lulamoon Land and Pingu armada

Lulamoon Land wrote:Edmundian Pluto

When she reaches the top, she sees a ship, ablaze, sinking into the ocean. the Rhedian flag flying on the bow has caught fire as well...
(This is during the Edmundian-Rhedian War, and an Imperial Navy submarine has torpedoed a Rhedian ship)

Storm latches onto the ship for a few moments, then she notices the Submarine and grabs onto it, pulling herself over to it.

The submarine is moving very quickly away from the site, and starts diving...

Lulamoon Land and Pingu armada

Pingu armada wrote:The head shaman scowls.

"Wicked spirit, you are not of this realm."

“Exactly, which is why I wanted to learn more about you guys...”

Pingu armada

Edmundian Pluto wrote:“Exactly, which is why I wanted to learn more about you guys...”

The head shaman still looks suspicious but nods.

"We are still suspicious of you because there have been sightings of malicious spirits but we will let you go for now."

The spirit is freed...

Pingu armada wrote:The head shaman still looks suspicious but nods.

"We are still suspicious of you because there have been sightings of malicious spirits but we will let you go for now."

The spirit is freed...

The Christmas Spirit smiles with piercing politeness

"Don't worry, sir, I am far from malicious. In fact, it is my duty to dispel maliciousness and bring joy and happiness! HO HO HO!"

He laughs with such intensity that the walls shake...

Pingu armada

Edmundian Pluto wrote:The Christmas Spirit smiles with piercing politeness

"Don't worry, sir, I am far from malicious. In fact, it is my duty to dispel maliciousness and bring joy and happiness! HO HO HO!"

He laughs with such intensity that the walls shake...

The head shaman glares at The Christmas spirit.

"You aren't doing a very good job then if so many malicious spirits are roaming about here."

Lulamoon Land wrote:The Lunar United States

The Union flag is raised over Fort Plumper and Confederate troops surrender in large numbers. Meanwhile, a Blackhawk UH-6o helicopter touches down on the battlefield, and the Commander of the Union army in the area comes out...

The Lulamoonian Commander salutes when he sees the Union Commander and mentally counts how many of his own people are still alive.

She sees more mangled pony body parts than live ponies. Meanwhile, the Union Commander salutes back

"Ma'am, that was quite a diversionary attack..."

Lulamoon Land and Pingu armada

How are you guys doing...

Pingu armada wrote:The head shaman glares at The Christmas spirit.

"You aren't doing a very good job then if so many malicious spirits are roaming about here."

“Well, that’s my job at home anyways. Right now, my job is to be an ambassador to Wealth...”

Pingu armada

Edmundian Pluto wrote:“Well, that’s my job at home anyways. Right now, my job is to be an ambassador to Wealth...”

"Strange spirit, what is your purpose besides getting rid of malice?"

Pingu armada wrote:"Strange spirit, what is your purpose besides getting rid of malice?"

“Spreading holiday cheer, you know...”

Pingu armada

Edmundian Pluto wrote:“Spreading holiday cheer, you know...”

"Why would you bother spreading holiday cheer?"

Pingu armada wrote:"Why would you bother spreading holiday cheer?"

"Well, it's my job, and it's fun..."

Pingu armada

Edmundian Pluto wrote:"Well, it's my job, and it's fun..."

"In Wealth spirits have a specific purpose which helps keep Wealth functioning."

Regulii scipium

The door creaks as Freja enters.

"Could you please point me to the nearest bathroom?"

The Christmas Spirit nods.

"Just down the hall, to your left."

Freja bows and leaves.

"Freja... no..."

Regulii scipium

Regulii scipium wrote:The door creaks as Freja enters.

"Could you please point me to the nearest bathroom?"

The Chrsitmas Spirit nods.

"Just down the hall, to your left."

Freja bows and leaves.

"Freja... no..."

The Christmas Spirit heaves his body out of the armchair and storms into the hallway.

"Freja, I'm... I'm..."

Freja looks at the man she used to call her father.

"You're not sorry. You'll never be."

The Christmas Spirit yelps.

"That's not true! I love you!

"Do you? Do you know what it's like to live with genital herpes? Do you?"

The Christmas Spirit drops his head in shame.

"I didn't think so."

New Makasta wrote:“How many trips you think you need?”

“Just the one for now.”

Almerdonia wrote:How are you guys doing...

Not as good as we should be doing, but we haven’t collapsed yet so...

The Lunar United States wrote:She sees more mangled pony body parts than live ponies. Meanwhile, the Union Commander salutes back

"Ma'am, that was quite a diversionary attack..."

The Lulamoonian Commander Nods.

“I will hire more volunteers if needed.”

Edmundian Pluto wrote:The submarine is moving very quickly away from the site, and starts diving...

Storm lets go of it and grabs onto some stray wreckage, sulking on it.

“Stupid ocean...”

Edmundian Pluto wrote:“Could be better. The whole intergalactic war thing is really stressful...”

She tilts her head.

“Nothing annoys me more than people being stressed. I could help if you want.”

Edmundian Pluto wrote:They slowly build up a good reputation and gain celebrity status among the Edmundian public...

The Kitsune soldiers perform harmless shows for anyone who wants to see them when they aren’t fighting. However, one day, one of the soldiers goes missing. The rest of the Kitsune soldiers are on edge, not knowing what happened...

Pingu armada wrote:Mr Nooty Noot shows Eris a model of a Kitsune.

"Use this as the base of your disguise and I will send an observer to watch."

Eris transforms into a Kitsune and teleports into Cory II’s palace. Cory II smiles.

“Why, hello there!”

Regulii scipium wrote:The Christmas Spirit heaves his body out of the armchair and storms into the hallway.

"Freja, I'm... I'm..."

Freja looks at the man she used to call her father.

"You're not sorry. You'll never be."

The Christmas Spirit yelps.

"That's not true! I love you!

"Do you? Do you know what it's like to live with genital herpes? Do you?"

The Christmas Spirit drops his head in shame.

"I didn't think so."

Good day sir, how are you?

Regulii scipium

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