Jadewoof
underwater gem
I'm going to start out in this scenario.
Everyone is in a house of a very large demon base, attempting to save yet another village. No humans are in the house at this time.
@Karma200 @undercovernoob @Shadow Alpha @Gossamer @VampiricPotato
Aho listened to a loud screech as she pierced her sword through the demon, a blank expression on her face. The demon quickly fell limp, collapsing to the floor in a heap of black blood. Within seconds, the black blood encased the corpse and allowed it to evaporate within the air, leaving a musky smell. She was beginning to love that smell, it wreaked of victory. Vengeance. Once she heard everyone stirring upstairs, her blank expression formed in to a grin. She could still playe out how she met them very clearly in her head. She was the last to join their little purging group back about a month ago. She had killed a couple of demons in her town with them, and instantly felt the need to be with them. As awkwardly silent she remained, they didn't seem to completely hate her. Suddenly, a large demon pounced on top of her from the back, forcing her to plummet to the ground. Her glasses and her sword practically flew away, skipping to the other side of the basement. Stupid stupid stupid! "James-senpai! Help!" She squealed, a hint of a foreign accent in her panicked voice. Her father may have taught her English, but forced her to constantly use Japanese suffixes. Senpai, chan, san, all of that junky stuff she didn't care to use. She couldn't help but use the lingo, it was a force of habit at this point. The demon began nipping at the base of her neck, sending sharp pains throughout her body. "Help!"
Everyone is in a house of a very large demon base, attempting to save yet another village. No humans are in the house at this time.
@Karma200 @undercovernoob @Shadow Alpha @Gossamer @VampiricPotato
Aho listened to a loud screech as she pierced her sword through the demon, a blank expression on her face. The demon quickly fell limp, collapsing to the floor in a heap of black blood. Within seconds, the black blood encased the corpse and allowed it to evaporate within the air, leaving a musky smell. She was beginning to love that smell, it wreaked of victory. Vengeance. Once she heard everyone stirring upstairs, her blank expression formed in to a grin. She could still playe out how she met them very clearly in her head. She was the last to join their little purging group back about a month ago. She had killed a couple of demons in her town with them, and instantly felt the need to be with them. As awkwardly silent she remained, they didn't seem to completely hate her. Suddenly, a large demon pounced on top of her from the back, forcing her to plummet to the ground. Her glasses and her sword practically flew away, skipping to the other side of the basement. Stupid stupid stupid! "James-senpai! Help!" She squealed, a hint of a foreign accent in her panicked voice. Her father may have taught her English, but forced her to constantly use Japanese suffixes. Senpai, chan, san, all of that junky stuff she didn't care to use. She couldn't help but use the lingo, it was a force of habit at this point. The demon began nipping at the base of her neck, sending sharp pains throughout her body. "Help!"
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