Talk:Jinko/@comment-27303410-20170519000136/@comment-30717141-20200530061938

Today was going from okay to kind of bad. I panic, and twist away to the side to dodge the two fluffy masses of muscle coming at me. It takes me around half a second to process the full situation, and I rush inside, and lock the back patio door behind me. 'Oh, by the Emperor's divine mercy' i think to myself,'why does this have to always be harder than it should...?'

The two Jinkos were clawing at the door, so close to the pair's quarry. I sigh, relieved, and turn to get back to moving. I, however, have little to no knowledge of the various manono that inhabit this world, so I don't understand why they're fighting over the boring new guy. Well, time to get back to unpacking.

An hour later, I was upstairs, sorting the various Plastic model kit boxes on which I should build first in this new home. The scratching and scuffling had stopped long ago, so I had assumed that the two had left. However, my own mind would betray me, as I began to daydream of their ripped, luscious bodies, their monstrous charm already setting in on my weak and exposed psyche... 'Hm... I hope they stop by again... maybe I can understand why their fighting over me in my own backyard...?' I was trying to keep his thoughts innocent, but they were horrible at hiding his true desire~

But I shake those thoughts for now, as I had to go out for groceries to stock up my fridge and pantry. A house is not a home without good food. I begin to get ready to go out. As I walk past the back patio door, I notice they're gone. I'm a little disappointed, but oh well. I head out and begin shopping for groceries at the local market. Nothing seems too out of place. A cute cowgirl was selling some farm-fresh dairy products, which was nice.There were some strange-looking fruits, too! After an hour and a half of shopping and getting my bearings on the community, I head home, and fill my fridge and pantry with food, spices, and ingredients for future meals.

As evening sets in, I hear the same sounds of struggle from this afternoon. However, it appeared as if the tables are turned, as the one who was losing in the first strife appeared to have the upper hand, and they were- "HEY GET OUT OF MY GARDEN!" I yell, a little aggravated, as they were grappling in one of the beds in the back yard I was planning to turn into a little fruit and veggie garden. "By Leman's beard, can you two stop fighting!? I'm trying to have a quiet first day to living in this house, and both of you are really making a ruckus! If you're going to fight over me, Do it somewhere where you won't damage property! Ugh!" I finish that little rant with a scoff, and head back inside. The two leave as my back is turned... Maybe this'll happen again tomorrow... (I might continue this based on your feedback.)