#131131: May 19th 2014 at 6:07:07 PM
...My master, The Lord of the Locust, requires it... his powers are scattered... when the balance is tipped in his favour, he shall be free, to retake the Valley that was rightfully his...
There was a ritual, but I... miscalculated...
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist
#131136: May 19th 2014 at 6:12:40 PM
Screw it, I got an hour or two.
-Meanwhile, further into the town, lurking outside a Tavern of Unsavoury Repute™, a well dressed crook waits-
-He perks up at the sound of sirens-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?
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#131145: May 19th 2014 at 6:18:20 PM
-a metric fuckton-
Stop!
-some douche in a trenchcoat with a katana strapped across his back is standing on the rooftop-
Leave him to me.
Cop car
-sniffs- Hey, Bukowski! I thought you said you'd quit smoking!
I thought I did!
Room
Would you say he's got a chance of survival?
UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOI
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Relius, meanwhile, is elsewhere in town.
Observing, as always.