Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37629772-20190728101720/@comment-38232361-20200402100747

The lizardman remains silent as she talks, his stone cold expression unwavering as he follows her and Hatter into the elevator, grumbling and growling incoherently about something.

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The sugar hero blushes and gulps at A's little display before shaking his head and rejoining the battle. But before anyone could do anything, the sudden jostling of Vern running with the takeout bag sent everyone flying and bouncing for a moment. when the dust settled and everyone still on the village cake tried getting up, the sugar hero would find himself sprawled onto A in a compromising position, his hand accidentally groping her breast in a comedic, albeit cliché, twist of fate.

"O-Oh! Uh, forgive me lady Alvaxun! I- uh..."

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Lulu, Roxy, Kreed and the others all chase after Vernathoth, the tiny Cu-Sith of the group struggling to keep up the most with her tiny legs.

"Roxy! Why are you on trial? What happened?" Lulu barks, panting from exertion caused by too much sex in a short amount of time and her THICCness slowing her down.

"They destroyed our home, and are accusing me of raping an ant when I tried to stop them!" her sister barks back, barely keeping up with the sprinting demon.

"They what?!" Kreed asks, flying behind them and laughing in disbelief, "Why would a little dog to that to- Why would she- How would that even work?"

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Benji takes another swig, staring t=at their friend's gravestone.

"... did dat mudda have any family dat would want to avenge him?..."

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Next to Jack was Malone's head and spinal column ripped out by Sargent Rodgers, dazed and disoriented by the beating he endured and was used to inflict. Camilla rolls her eyes and stretches a hand out to the escaping truck, shooting a bolt of twin black fireballs that blew out the back tires, causing the truck to spin out until it crashed headfirst into a poorly disguised HMEP truck parked in front of a nearby doughnut shop, the trapped werewolf inside breaking free of his cage before running towards the relatively safer RMRP side of the street,

"Oh great, those newbies form the jack ass club are spying on us again..." Gwen groans, shaking her head and face palming over the truck crashing into their rival's truck lent to their new hires/guys they don't want to deal with.