Talk:Raiju/@comment-26380985-20160316163832/@comment-27833242-20160329174025

"..Weelll shit." With that wonderful speech, I bolt under a table and begin to text my friends for a meeting in the "rubber Room", aka a room where everyone got together to smoke weed and play games. The whole thing was, literally, lined with rubber for us to keep the stink inside the room. Poking my head up, I look and see I was clear. Grinning, I head for the door...

And immediately, two Raiju jump onto me.

"OH GOD DAMN IT! WHY MUST IT BE ME!" Kicking my feet on their bellies, I feel the charge go through my rubber soles as I reach the water fountain... and spray them both. The two girls go down in pleasure, as I dodge roll into the rubber room next door, then close the door.

Several hours later, and my friends and I are enjoying the third of many bags we have, laughing at the stupid cartoons on a nearby television. Slowly, however, I wonder how the tv works when there is no... oh shit.

All 9 Raijuu are standing at the door, grinning at the 8 of us. With a sigh, I lift up the joint to the leader.

"Want a puff?"