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 Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2015 8:15 pm
 Reina Udonge
Reina watched as Synch started singing a fairly classic tune - and more importantly, was looking for exactly the kind of thing she was willing to give. ...Among numerous other things.
Most people weren't entirely familiar with why she... was the way she does. In fact, quite a few people would simply have shamed the bunnygirl for being so completely shameless about what she did and why she did it. The truth was... complex, really, and many different things came into play on different levels.
The first - and most important - bit was the way that her incomplete Atma form affected her body. She had energy to burn, and tended to be going at top-speed pretty much all the time. Among other things, this passion made her want to get closer to other people, and from there it generally spiraled to a predictable conclusion. It was probably best to blame it on the 'rabbit' part of things, since she constantly felt demonic urges to behave in certain ways, and she wasn't very good at saying 'no'.
On another level, Reina quite simply liked people, and she considered physical relationships to be perfectly normal and healthy. Much of Japan was rather more reticent about such things than she was, but that generally didn't matter quite as much in the highly masculine nature of any military group. Because hey, sexuality tended to be a part of masculinity, and she was a friendly girl who did her best to make others feel wanted.
But those details weren't especially important - for now, she simply hopped up behind Synch and stuck her head around to look at his face, her bunny ears twitching cheerfully. "I'll be that girl." she said, smiling at him.
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2015 8:23 pm
 Rocksaus SynchromoniumThere was an almost audible pause as the bunnygirl came up behind Synch.
Almost.
Instead, he skillfully twirled his hands around, spinning the guitar to play a completely different tune...
Mmmhmmhmmhm...Mmmhmm-hmm-hmm.."
One of his hands grasped the bunny girl's, playing his Air Guitar with one hand, as he swung the girl around in a dance.
"In the junnnnnngle....The miiiiiiiiighty jungle."
It was evident what was going to happen...Even as he used his magic to open up one of the doors.
"The lion sleeps, Toniiiiiiiiiiiight~"
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Posted: Thu Dec 31, 2015 8:39 pm
Reina Udonge
As they moved, Reina joined in with the singing - because hey, why not? Admittedly, it wasn't the kind of song that people usually expected her to sing (for certain reasons, it was usually dirty limericks), but...
"There's a time for everyone~ If they only learn~
That the twisting kaleidoscope moves us all in turn~
There's a rhyme and reason~ to the wild outdoors~
When the heart of this star-crossed voyager beats in time with yours~"
"And can you feel the love tonight~?
It is where we are~
It's enough for this wide-eyed wanderer~
That we got this far~"
And with that, she used one of her legs to shut the door after the two of them went through it - because seriously, that didn't need to be open. Not that she minded being watched - quite the opposite - but because she figured it made for a better atmosphere for the funny Major. There was a time and place for everything, and one thing's time and place was right now.
(...It was probably, like, duet karaoke or something. She had fun in many ways, you know, not just the one people usually thought of.)
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Posted: Fri Jan 22, 2016 7:28 pm
 Butler Manning, aka Major Dropout"Hey there, why don't you get me another soda, mister butler man? Shine my shoes, mister butler man. Ha ha."*BELCH!*
Though the halls were filled with antics of the amusing and grotesque kind, there was a man who was simply not interested in whatever these hard-working plebs were doing around him. Sure, some of the girls were sexy enough that he occasionally approached them and reminded them that yes, his dad DID own a dealership, and yes, there would be benefits if they gave in to his overwhelming charms back at his place, and yes again, he had a whole mini-fridge stocked full of Natty Lights and Smirnoff if they were down for partying. He hadn't really had much luck at that, of course, but there were always some floozies of a lower rank who might think he could use his obvious connections to pull them up the rankings alongside him...as if he ever would was time doing something like that for someone like them...he knew he'd find some around here if he just kept looking. And if he was really desperate he'd heard all of the rumors about the slutty secretary, and he had a carrot with her name on it if you know what he meant. But none of that was really on his mind right now. He had just gotten back from a week-long vacation in Oshu City (unauthorized, of course) and instead of being dismissed from duty by the General like other less-important Embryons might have been, one call from his dad had been enough to ensure that his only punishment was a stern warning that he was sure Gabi would never follow through on. Tear his head off if he did it again...tch...as if. He was about as intimidating as those stupid Lin Kuei dorks at the Yellow Dragon back in Oshu, warning him about the consequences if he didn't pay off his gambling debts. Didn't they know his dad owned a dealership? As if they could touch an Embryon like him, anyway...all the way here in Inaba, in the middle of a military base. This was the good life. No dumb gangster bullshit could get to him here, right?
"Heh, whatevs," the pudgy Major laughed as he kicked back into the bean bag chair he'd installed into his barracks and cracked open one of his cheap Natty beers, downing half the can as his other hand dug into a deep back of Cheetos at his side. Those were just for him, of course. Chicks didn't touch his snacks. Not that any had been in here yet. But they would be. Maybe he should see if that secretary wanted to do the Horizontal Bunny Hop tonight, after all? His dad DID own a dealership... "Eh, I'll get an ensign to track her down later. An upstanding major like myself shouldn't have to go out just to get some cotton tail. Heh, cotton tail. I'm so clever."
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2016 8:17 pm
 ＲＯＵＸ
:: The Genius Extraordinaire! ::┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Sent to infiltrate a military base filled with kami knows what with no information; or bombs for that matter! Not that some type of explosive would help him much in right now, not unless he wanted to scare the ever loving jebus out of his target and get every gun in that place looking for him simultaneously. The real problem was the lack of information, but that could easily be fixed with a little asking around, or so Roux originally thought… The only really useful info he was able to get was where the base is located. That’s where he was headed to now. “That must be it,” The blond said to himself, using his hands to make binoculars as he viewed the place from a distance. “Looks cozy...” First he would have to do basic recon: studying from a safe (enough) distance to get a general idea of the layout. It would be boring, but with any luck he could find a better way inside. ‘Wish I had a pair of real binoculars…’ With his smile never wavering, the man put away his fake instrument in respective pockets and started carefully making his way a bit closer; doing his best not to draw suspicion from any on lookers. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2016 8:44 pm
Arimina Wolfgang Arimina had finished talking with the other women about the job that needed doing, and, following Roux at a distance to it's location, smiled and cracked out her kusuri pipe. Quickly packing and lighting it, she lightly drew on the end as she watched the young blonde pretend he had binoculars, and chuckled lightly "You know that works better if you actually use the real article right?"She walked up beside him, puffing a few times on her pipe as she did. "See anything interesting yet? I have a few suggestions on how we might go about getting inside from the information I was given, but I'm open to any ideas you may have."She looked towards the base at this, noting the position of anyone standing guard, searching for any patrols that may be out and about. Leaning against a tree, Arimina continued to smoke quietly, eyes on the blonde, waiting for his input.
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2016 10:59 am
ＲＯＵＸ
:: The Genius Extraordinaire! :: ┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Hearing a familiar voice from behind, Roux stopped in his tracks and turned to face Arimina. “What are you talking about? Handnoculars always work!” The blond joked, bringing out his fine instrument out again before putting it back just as quickly. “I really wish I had the genuine thing though…” He added, his smile downgraded into a small grin as he looked over the base; taking note of any patrols, guards, and their shifts; just as his colleague was doing. “Not a thing… Yet.” Roux replied, crossing his arm. “I’ll take any ideas you have. The only real suggestion I have at the moment is the obvious one of striking at night, but other than that we need more… Did you say you were given information?” The scientist turned and looked at the perky eared woman like she was an angel descending from the heavens. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2016 6:52 pm
Arimina Wolfgang"The only information I have is about the target himself, not the base. So sadly we'll just have to figure that one out ourselves. It doesn't seem too terribly well guarded on the outside, so I don't think it will be too hard to get in. Getting out will be the problem."Arimina paused here, taking a deep drag on her pipe. "Now, as to my ideas, one we could have done if we were still in town to buy... Certain outfits. But since we're already here, we'll have to go with the other one. This all comes down to you though, as from what I gathered you're the number one on this mission, from the feel of it I'm more here for back-up."Another draw, and a smile at the blonde and she paused to think some more on her plan, before explaining it to Roux. "The target seems to think he's quite the womanizer, and I'm sure the guards at the gate are probably used to letting certain, less reputable, women through the gate, otherwise the Major would use his father's connections to get them in trouble."Her pipe had burnt low by this point, so she lightly tapped it on the tree she was casually draped against, knocking the ash out before she stowed it up her sleeve. "What I suggest, is we capitalize on his name and exploits being well enough known, pretend to be special guests, and walk straight in. Again, depending on how much noise we make while we have fun will determine whether or not exit is easy or entertaining."
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2016 8:37 pm
ＲＯＵＸ
:: The Genius Extraordinaire! :: ┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ “Certain outfits?” Roux questioned, tilting his head slightly to the side. He was half interested in the first idea, if only because it sounded more fun, but Aoshiki’s words rang inside his head. “If I catch you loafing around before the job is done, and trust me I will if you do, I'll take that as defiance.” The man felt a cold chill run down his spine in remembrance; and shuddered. There really was no good reason to go back into town at the moment, and the blond felt that if he did suggest going back he might as well tell Aoshiki that felt like having a little fun… He would be better off putting a gun to his head. “Glad they sent me a reliable partner.” Roux commented with a nod, after listening to Arimina’s thoughts and suggestions. “A womanizer though? I didn’t think he was into that kind of delivery service; this’ll definitely make things a lot easier. Let’s go ahead and give him the full fun package then, shall we?” The man stopped talking for a moment to take off his lab coat and tie it around his waist, “It would usually be odd for another man to normally come along with his ‘entertainment’ unless he was a body guard, but seeing as I don’t exactly fit that look, how about we set it up as a partnership? You’d provide 'physical', I’d provide music as a DJ seeing as I already have the headphones.” The man held his headphones by on ear as if to give the woman an example of what look he was talking about. “If they question about the lack of others or equipment, we can say they’re late. What do you think so far, too farfetched?”“As for an exit… If I’m given the time and the materials I could rig up a quick bomb to use for a quick escape route. If worse comes to worse, it could even be a great distraction in the right situation.” Maybe the scientist was a little hung up on explosives, but having a little firepower up your sleeves never hurts. He could even plant the thing if necessary; hiding it from any patrol would be easy enough at least. However, If the woman thought there was no need for the precaution, then that would be the end of that. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2016 8:57 pm
 Feid Shingeki
A small distance away from the fat slob was another figure, shooting a glare from across the room.
He acted like he knew everything, he acted like he owned everything...And worst of all...
He couldn't beat some sense into him, because of his father's standing. It was the exact opposite of a setting he had.
'Plus, he treats everyone like trash.' he added with a snarl, standing into view of the two intruders, even as his eyes glanced around. 'If my sister was anywhere near here...and he tried anything..'
He was on guard duty, along with some no-names today. With everything that had been going on..And an attack on the base a long time ago....
Well, he had to at least pretend to do his job...Right?
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2016 9:00 pm
 Mokou
Meanwhile, inside of the base, a white-haired girl was quietly strolling around - and with a bit of a shrug, she wandered over to Feid. "What's going on, exactly?" she asked as he said something about hating someone else. The Embryon had always been a bit prone to factions (lots of strong personalities and all), but that sounded a bit more harsh than Feid usually was.
Perhaps more to the point, the Embryon was a military outfit. If there was a problem with the chain of command - like disrespect - it needed to be dealt with. On the other hand, if there was a GENUINE problem... well, that needed to be dealt with, too. And the least she could do was help figure out which was which.
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2016 9:22 pm
Arimina WolfgangArimina sighed a little on the inside, making sure not to make any outward signs of exasperation. "While you've hit the nail on the head perfectly with my job, you being a... DJ... as you said, probably isn't the best of covers. All we really have to say is that you're my escort. That should cover every avenue of investigation they ask, as a lone woman entering a military base would of course bring someone with her, if you think about it"At this, Arimina shifted her position, brushing herself off in case of tree bits clinging to her, and grinned a little evilly.
"As to your other suggestion, a little explosives could definitely be useful in assisting our escape, and who knows, if a few body parts from unsuspecting 'innocents' just happen to be sent flying, well, that's just icing on the cake, now isn't it?"She looked thoughtfully at Roux for a minute, before sighing and patting his shoulder lightly. "Sadly, I don't carry explosives around with me, and honestly they aren't my forte, so how you can make them, and what with, I'm not much help I'm afraid. You may just have to make do with what you've got, and hope that will be enough."Arimina was suppressing the desire to just run in there and make as much noise as she possibly could. It had been a while since she had last let loose, and since then she had built up quite a lot of stress, among other things. Her most recent experiment had gone well, but it had left her feeling quite anxious for some action.
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2016 2:47 am
 Butler Manning, aka Major Dropout and Kit-Wan Dudermeister, aka Ensign Moff Tarkin"Shine my shoes, mister butler man. Ha ha." "Do you wanna watch Sakura Wars?"*CRUNCH! MUNCH*
He'd had enough of waiting. Now elbow-deep in his extra large bag of chips and down the beer that he'd started the night with, he was getting impatient with just sitting here playing Call of Doody while the rest of the people on the base were out there doing work and all that s**t. Seriously, he could practically feel their tension from here, and it was killing his buzz. He needed to lighten the mood, lighten his load, lighten...other things, so to speak. He wiped his lips and Butler reached to the coffee table next to the cool bean bag chair in his room...which was private, of course (meaning nobody could be seeing him right now)...and grabbed a little bell that was rather precarious for not being attached to anything. Taking one last look through his sunglasses (worn indoors because cool people wore their shades indoors) to make sure he was presentable enough he rang the bell as loud as possible...and accompanied it with an unnecessary shout to the room next door. "Hey! Jar Jar Stinks, get in here! I've got a job for you," he called out, watching for little more than a second or two before before his dark-haired 'student' burst into the room in a flurry of energy, "You're late! Next time, I'm going to tell my Dad, and he owns a dealership, Darth Dorkus. And you know what'll happen then."
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"Kit Fisto, reporting for duty, Master! ...Right, Master! I'll do whatever you want, Master!" Kit nodded briskly, admiring the larger Major's commitment to punctuality...he expected nothing less of the man who had captured even more girls in one of his galge games than himself! His skill must have been transcendent, legendary even! To learn from him and help him with the things that he needed was both an honor and a privilege! His lips were curled into a nervous but beaming smile. He saw his Master's outstretched hand and took the small note from it, reading it over quickly.
'Hey babe, I got a carrot you can bite. I'll be at the room my dad had set up for me.
p.s. He owns a dealership.'
Kit gasped...was this his master's legendary skill at picking up chicks in action?! He had no idea that it would be so easy! You just write them a letter, invite them to your room, and they just...show up?! He had to make a note of this! He paused to make a mental note, but his Master was already waving him out of the door as he cracked open a Smirnoff because...well, he'd already educated Kit on this one! Natty's were for chillin' with bros! Smirnoff was more classy, for when ladies were present! Master really knew his stuff...and he had a LOT to learn. "You got it! I'll deliver this message faster than two shakes of a rabbit's tail!" he quipped energetically, hoping that his Master would laugh, "...I don't get it. Now get the Hell out of here, Emperor Suckatine!" Kit didn't need to be told twice.
He was bounding down the hall in a minute and off close to the General's office before anybody knew it, and with two swift hops he skidded to a stop near the desk of the secretary with the reputation that rather made him blush. He opened his mouth to speak and...!
"G...! I-gh...! GURK!" stupid words, why. wouldn't. you. come. OUT!? He realized in that moment that he sucked too much to speak, but he wouldn't let his failure reflect poorly on his Master! So quickly he set the note down on her desk and motioned to it vigorously! Yes! MOVEMENTS! He could do that! Now she'd get it and his master's courtship would succeed! Well, not really courtship, but you know. Something about mammals and Discovery Channels. ...He really needed a girlfriend.
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2016 10:18 am
ＲＯＵＸ
:: The Genius Extraordinaire! :: ┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Roux shrugged when his idea was shot down. If his partner thought it was too out there, then chances were it probably was. Honestly the field of infiltration wasn’t his best subject anyway; Arimina on the other hand probably had the experience to back her up. The only problem the man really had with the idea of being an escort was with how he looked. Even he knew that the art of infiltration was based on blending into your surroundings, or in this case to look the part you were playing. Arimina and her form accentuating kimono would definitely fit the bill, but the blond felt he wasn’t exactly looking like an escort; most would take him for a spindly teenager after all. Then again, looks can be deceiving, and his colleague didn’t seem too worried about it. Still… It was better to ask than be sorry later. “You think I can pass as an escort?” The lad asked, twiddling with his fingers slightly like a nervous school girl. If she said yes, it’d be the best complement he’s ever received. The same evil grin was plastered on the young genius’s as the woman talked about explosives, however, she did bring up a very valid point. “How itchy are you feeling? I don’t have anything on me, but I should be able to scrounge up something if we went back into the shopping distract. Actually, some of the substances I would need are in those bags.. I had in the shopping district…” Roux’s tone only got sadder as he finished the latter part of his sentence. He noticed that Arimina didn’t even have one of the bags he asked her to keep (or at least not one visible)… It wasn’t her fault, and who knows? Perhaps they were still where he left them. Maybe even Kimiko decided to take them. “Anyway,” The blond said, perking right back up, “My vote is to go back and at least have some firepower, but I’m up for the challenge of going in as is too."━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓
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Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2016 8:11 pm
Reina Udonge
Reina's floppy, fuzzy bunny ears twitched as Kit-Wan put a paper down on the desk and made some excited motions to it. Calmly, she bit off the edge of a carrot and chewed it a bit, then swallowed. "Eeeeeh, what's up, doc?" she asked, giving him a friendly smile. (She worked hard to be friendly and approachable for... well, pretty much everyone on the base, for various meanings of each of those words.) "Bunny got your tongue?" And if the answer was 'yes', she'd French Kiss him and prove it true.
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