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 Posted: Tue Jan 27, 2015 1:51 pm
The tune being whistled by a certain curly auburn mop of head was one of victory. His little game of dice had played off in the corner, and he made it out alive with a scratch to his beautiful youthful face.
and 200$ in his wallet which would go to another piece of his music headphone collection. Beats Studio, here he came.
As he turned down Waverly Avenue, Practically a block from his house, he was greeted with a weird vision.
Some loser was standing in front of him, a little bit ahead. He narrowed his eyes and wondered why anyone else was wandering the night time.
Then he remembered he was. But he was cool, and these were his streets. He did what every kid did when they saw a stranger.
"Hey. You lost or something?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2015 8:36 pm
Mostly, when he was out, Natron worried about Senshi or Knights - maybe not so much Knights, he hadn't had much of a bad encounter with one since he was a Lieutenant - but either way, civilians were pretty much not on his radar. Unless he was draining, which, tonight, he was not.
But there was a voice behind him, and no aura, which meant a very bored civilian. The General let out a heavy sigh and turned around, not even bothering to desummon his weapon - which meant he was standing there with a very nasty looking kusarigama and, well,t he whole rest of the package.
"No, I promise, I'm not lost."
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Posted: Thu Feb 05, 2015 7:39 pm
Griffon reached in his pocket and pulled a piece of gum out, blinking as he popped it in his mouth. This dude looked like...badass. Sorta. In a grunge like 90's rocker way. With a sword and s**t.
"If you're looking for a gang fight mister, you in the wrong hood for that s**t." Griffon looked around, "Don't you know this area is controlled by the Rodriguez 67 Boyz? They don't take lightly to drifters from other gangs. Cool sword though bro..." He blew a bubble and debated the odds of getting out off here with a minor beating.
Maybe he should call the big man.
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2015 9:06 pm
Natron blinked, and then the General laughed out loud. "Oh, no, I'm not looking for a gang fight. It'd be a waste of my time." Maybe it wasn't a good idea to showoff, but on the other hand, he wanted to assure this punk kid of exactly how little danger he was in.
And so he teleported, flickering out of existence and back in directly behind the teenager. "I don't care who thinks they own these streets. The Negaverse does."
He considered correcting the name of his weapon - it definitely wasn't asword - but really, little details.
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Posted: Sat Feb 14, 2015 9:32 am
"Nega what?" Griffon hadn't heard of it at all, so it must be a new gang on the rise. He tried to look for some sort of symbol on the dude, to see if he could recreate it for the boss when Natron disappeared.
"What the-" Griffon jumped and spun, eyes popping out of his head, gum sticking out of his wide open mouth and shock obviously dulling the whole filter spew coming out of his mouth. "********! JESUS! ******** JESUS!"
He pinched himself just in case he wasn't crazy. "What the flying, how did you, are you like some sort of freaky ninja or something? What the hell man?" He paused, "Was that like magician trick, because that s**t is cool. Can you teach me how to do it?"
Gone was the hardass street punk, now it was kind of like...puppy. OVER EAGER WANT TO KNOW PUPPY.
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2015 2:26 pm
Natron had never felt quite so smugly self-satisfied as he did watching this dumb punk go from confident to amazed in practically the blink of an eye. And the amazement - that was good, and also sort of useful, in a way. The Negaverse definitely needed more recruits, more enthusiastic punk kids who could be molded into proper soldiers.
"Not a ninja, no, just an officer of the Negaverse - and yeah, I can teach you how to do that, but it'll take a lot of work." And a little Chaos, and a little magic. He dismissed his weapon. "Are you willing to put in the time? Because being able to do that little disappearing trick? It's only the least of what I can teach you."
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