Ram's Head Saloon [Mod-Sanctioned C/CLT, v3]

[The South Falls]

Gikochinai shook her head, smiling. ”Don’t worry! You’re not imposing! I don’t feel weird, either! I feel nice! It’s nice!” Gikochinai loved everyone. She always had. But it was very rare for someone to actually love her back as well. She wasn’t entirely sure how to handle that, so ultimately decided to just to carry on like she normally did. That made sense to her. After all, if someone loved her, it was because of how she already was, so there was no point changing that, right? She decided to take a seat at this point.

May had found someone. Someone who wasn't trying to serve her, or kill her. Someone with a fun personality. Someone with pure happiness as their only driver. She didn't really know what she was in either, but Giko loved her, and she loved Giko back. "Well... Thanks, I guess. Not many people are willing to put up with me, and we're all weird. But, thanks for liking me for who I am." She extended her hand out.

[Pax Cybertronian]

Bored, Megatron looked around the saloon. Nothing interesting seemed to be going on at the moment for him. Everyone around him seemed to be discussing with one another peacefully. Meanwhile, he decided to stick to reading war reports on his datapad. Most of them were victories - planets like Sarkosis, Tatooine and had been either been conquered or, in Tatooine's case, had defected to the Decepticon cause after the Decepticons managed to get their candidate voted in. However, there were still some losses: he would have to deal with the commanders in charge of those operations one way or another - either he'd execute them or he'd rough them up. Megatron believed that Decepticon commanders must learn the consequences of failure, after all; he considered them losing to organics showing their weakness. Finally, he ordered to Fastblow: "Go get me some oil. I'll synthesise it into energon when it's here. If it's watered-down, I swear to Primus I'll tear your spark out."

"Ah, yes sir!" Fastblow said eagerly, and off he ran to the bar. Meanwhile, Megatron looked back down at his datapad. The Decepticons had all but annihilated a planet's capital city. The wreckage of the once-proud city had been strewn across the ground, and it was certain that casualties on the defending planet's side was high. Now, all they needed was to force out that planet's leader and either execute him or force him to secede control of the entire planet and its colonies to the Decepticon Star Empire. Victory was within their grasp... Unfortunately, Megatron would have to wait a few more hours until he got proper results, but until then he could either continue to read war reports or, on the other hand, he could simply bring up the book which he wrote before the start of the War and see if anyone was interested in reading it. After all, he could reveal his ideology to others and persuade them into joining him.

Typing in a command into the datapad, Megatron brought up an excerpt of his book, Peace Through Tyranny. He would then place it onto the table, clear for everyone else in the saloon to see, and waited to see if anyone would ask him about it.

Jaul would float over and inspect the book.

"Hey, amigo, what's with the big old Fallout: Equestria-looking encyclopedia here? Peace Through Tyranny...? I don't like the look of it."

"This excerpt," Megatron said, presenting the datapad to Jaul, "is from a somewhat regularly updated e-book which details the Decepticon ideology: our beliefs, most importantly, and our lifestyle. The Decepticon ideology is Technoism, you see: we Decepticons believe that mechanical life is inherently superior to organic life, so therefore, organic life should either be eradicated or subjugated under our rule. This was written before the series of wars that was the Great War broke out ten million years ago, but I served in the military before, so I had detailed my military experience when I was a soldier, and later an officer, in the Cybertronian Federation of old. The most recent update of its edition goes into depth about our mortal enemies, the Autobots, and how they must be utterly destroyed: they splintered from us at the beginning of the War and they regularly preach about 'freedom is the right of all sapient lifeforms' and that sort of claptrap, you see."

[Low bloods]

Vixen spoke with Kairi about many things, mostly of older times.
Mostly everyone was calm at the time.

[Eien no Yorokobi]

”It’s fine to be a bit weird! I mean, I’m pretty weird too! But I don’t mind that! Of course I like you as you are! It’s way better to be the way you are than pretend to be someone else! Doing that can be fun for a little bit but when you always do it it gets really bad most of the time! Oh! Sorry! I’m getting sidetracked a little!”

[The South Falls]

”It’s fine to be a bit weird! I mean, I’m pretty weird too! But I don’t mind that! Of course I like you as you are! It’s way better to be the way you are than pretend to be someone else! Doing that can be fun for a little bit but when you always do it it gets really bad most of the time! Oh! Sorry! I’m getting sidetracked a little!”

"It's totally fine, my friend. I don't often pretend to be others. Just for my duty and my close friends. If you'd like a bouquet of flowers, there's one coming." One woman stepped out of the shadows, and produced 12 roses. "Here."

[Eien no Yorokobi]

Gikochinai accepted the offer with enthusiasm. ”Thank you! Oh, sorry! I still didn’t prepare anything to give back! I should’ve remembered last time! Sorry!”

[New Castillan Empire]

"Oh, you know, usual Castillan military stuff. Just netball, gym workouts, a little bit of kickboxing. On a less implicated violent note, I do have a thing for vehicles. Infact, I'm a part-time mechanic." She said, giggling a little as Juan surprised her by licking the soles of her feet. "Nothing big like spaceships, though. Just hovercars and bikes. Occasionally water-ships."

Akas's eyes shined. "Hey, you kickbox as well? I haven't done it in a few days, but sparring could be fun. I've never heard of a hovercar, but it sounds quite fun. What is a watership?" She sat down in a chair.

"Yeah, well you wouldn't want to underestimate me. I sparred against my commanding officer once, and now she can't look at me for more than 10 seconds." Sabrina giggled as Juan licked the soles of her feet. "Anyways, a hovercar works sort of more more-or-less like an electric car, just sans the wheels, really. Much more simpler than your gasoline pollutant cars. Also, a water-ship is what we refer to a normal, oceanic-based ship to seperate them from spaceships. Like, if you talked to any commoner about taking your ship out for a cruise, they'll be confused at first, then you elaborate a bit more, and they'll totally get it. This happens mainly because in our vocabulary we casually just call them 'ships' and that confuses alot of people, so we techies either refer to it as a 'spaceship' or a 'watership'.

[The South Falls]

Gikochinai accepted the offer with enthusiasm. ”Thank you! Oh, sorry! I still didn’t prepare anything to give back! I should’ve remembered last time! Sorry!”

May pulled her into a rib crushing hug, trying to comfort her with two words. "It's ok."

Akas's eyes shined. "Hey, you kickbox as well? I haven't done it in a few days, but sparring could be fun. I've never heard of a hovercar, but it sounds quite fun. What is a watership?" She sat down in a chair.

"Yeah, well you wouldn't want to underestimate me. I sparred against my commanding officer once, and now she can't look at me for more than 10 seconds." Sabrina giggled as Juan licked the soles of her feet. "Anyways, a hovercar works sort of more more-or-less like an electric car, just sans the wheels, really. Much more simpler than your gasoline pollutant cars. Also, a water-ship is what we refer to a normal, oceanic-based ship to seperate them from spaceships. Like, if you talked to any commoner about taking your ship out for a cruise, they'll be confused at first, then you elaborate a bit more, and they'll totally get it. This happens mainly because in our vocabulary we casually just call them 'ships' and that confuses alot of people, so we techies either refer to it as a 'spaceship' or a 'watership'.

Akas "ahh'd". "So the watership is just a ship in the sea, and the spaceships are in space. Alright. Makes perfect sense. We've got our vocabulary issues too. We call packets pockets, and pickets, and all manner of other names." She laughed, and assumed a joke fighting stance. "You sure you don't want to spar? I mean, put your feet to use..."

[New Castillan Empire]

Gikochinai accepted the offer with enthusiasm. ”Thank you! Oh, sorry! I still didn’t prepare anything to give back! I should’ve remembered last time! Sorry!”

May pulled her into a rib crushing hug, trying to comfort her with two words. "It's ok."

"Yeah, well you wouldn't want to underestimate me. I sparred against my commanding officer once, and now she can't look at me for more than 10 seconds." Sabrina giggled as Juan licked the soles of her feet. "Anyways, a hovercar works sort of more more-or-less like an electric car, just sans the wheels, really. Much more simpler than your gasoline pollutant cars. Also, a water-ship is what we refer to a normal, oceanic-based ship to seperate them from spaceships. Like, if you talked to any commoner about taking your ship out for a cruise, they'll be confused at first, then you elaborate a bit more, and they'll totally get it. This happens mainly because in our vocabulary we casually just call them 'ships' and that confuses alot of people, so we techies either refer to it as a 'spaceship' or a 'watership'.

Akas "ahh'd". "So the watership is just a ship in the sea, and the spaceships are in space. Alright. Makes perfect sense. We've got our vocabulary issues too. We call packets pockets, and pickets, and all manner of other names." She laughed, and assumed a joke fighting stance. "You sure you don't want to spar? I mean, put your feet to use..."

"Nah, they're pretty occupied as far as I'm concerned. Also, this armour takes ages to take off, and I want to try as hard as I can to not have the upper hand but a more equal footing, pardon the pun." Sabrina said, looking down on Juan. "Anyways, if you think yours is confusing, this is just Nueva Venezuela. Go anywhere else and they literally have their own accents and dialects. It's alot like living in the old UK with the dozens of dialects, except here with our language being Spanish it's alot less malleable and thus harder to understand, because even the most fluent speakers of Spanish are accustomed to either Castillan or Mexican dialect and are mostly going to find a few words they can't understand." She said with a sigh. "I mean, if you go to Nueva Dominica, good luck trying to understand what they're saying at all, because those hombres talk faster than Eminem on a caffeine overdose."

[The South Falls]

May pulled her into a rib crushing hug, trying to comfort her with two words. "It's ok."

Akas "ahh'd". "So the watership is just a ship in the sea, and the spaceships are in space. Alright. Makes perfect sense. We've got our vocabulary issues too. We call packets pockets, and pickets, and all manner of other names." She laughed, and assumed a joke fighting stance. "You sure you don't want to spar? I mean, put your feet to use..."

"Nah, they're pretty occupied as far as I'm concerned. Also, this armour takes ages to take off, and I want to try as hard as I can to not have the upper hand but a more equal footing, pardon the pun." Sabrina said, looking down on Juan. "Anyways, if you think yours is confusing, this is just Nueva Venezuela. Go anywhere else and they literally have their own accents and dialects. It's alot like living in the old UK with the dozens of dialects, except here with our language being Spanish it's alot less malleable and thus harder to understand, because even the most fluent speakers of Spanish are accustomed to either Castillan or Mexican dialect and are mostly going to find a few words they can't understand." She said with a sigh. "I mean, if you go to Nueva Dominica, good luck trying to understand what they're saying at all, because those hombres talk faster than Eminem on a caffeine overdose."

Akas sighed. "I have trouble with Gorbatian. It's a mix of Spanish, Chinese, and Japanese translated into an unintelligible mess that barely passes for a language, back home. We don't have as many dialects, definitely, but we've got a few on every region. I imagine that pure Spanish is still a harder language, however. It's not to the point where you can't understand words, you'll just need a slight... clarification." She looked down at Juan, and laughed. "Man, this guy takes boot kissing to a whole new level... Anyway, is this massage every day?" She chuckled.

[Low bloods]

May pulled her into a rib crushing hug, trying to comfort her with two words. "It's ok."

Akas "ahh'd". "So the watership is just a ship in the sea, and the spaceships are in space. Alright. Makes perfect sense. We've got our vocabulary issues too. We call packets pockets, and pickets, and all manner of other names." She laughed, and assumed a joke fighting stance. "You sure you don't want to spar? I mean, put your feet to use..."

"Nah, they're pretty occupied as far as I'm concerned. Also, this armour takes ages to take off, and I want to try as hard as I can to not have the upper hand but a more equal footing, pardon the pun." Sabrina said, looking down on Juan. "Anyways, if you think yours is confusing, this is just Nueva Venezuela. Go anywhere else and they literally have their own accents and dialects. It's alot like living in the old UK with the dozens of dialects, except here with our language being Spanish it's alot less malleable and thus harder to understand, because even the most fluent speakers of Spanish are accustomed to either Castillan or Mexican dialect and are mostly going to find a few words they can't understand." She said with a sigh. "I mean, if you go to Nueva Dominica, good luck trying to understand what they're saying at all, because those hombres talk faster than Eminem on a caffeine overdose."

"Honestly that's my favorite part about these old styed armors, everything past the Roman era just takes so long to take it off. Nowadays you just got a zipper and a few snap buckles." The knight laughs, cutting into the conversation for a second

[New Castillan Empire]

"Nah, they're pretty occupied as far as I'm concerned. Also, this armour takes ages to take off, and I want to try as hard as I can to not have the upper hand but a more equal footing, pardon the pun." Sabrina said, looking down on Juan. "Anyways, if you think yours is confusing, this is just Nueva Venezuela. Go anywhere else and they literally have their own accents and dialects. It's alot like living in the old UK with the dozens of dialects, except here with our language being Spanish it's alot less malleable and thus harder to understand, because even the most fluent speakers of Spanish are accustomed to either Castillan or Mexican dialect and are mostly going to find a few words they can't understand." She said with a sigh. "I mean, if you go to Nueva Dominica, good luck trying to understand what they're saying at all, because those hombres talk faster than Eminem on a caffeine overdose."

Akas sighed. "I have trouble with Gorbatian. It's a mix of Spanish, Chinese, and Japanese translated into an unintelligible mess that barely passes for a language, back home. We don't have as many dialects, definitely, but we've got a few on every region. I imagine that pure Spanish is still a harder language, however. It's not to the point where you can't understand words, you'll just need a slight... clarification." She looked down at Juan, and laughed. "Man, this guy takes boot kissing to a whole new level... Anyway, is this massage every day?" She chuckled.

"And just remember, this is back in Sistema Sinco with all the dialects I am used to, we haven't even gotten to planets have have entirely different languages like Catalan, Basque, Tejas Creole, Tagalog, Palauan, Portuguese and all the alien native dialects." Sabrina said. "Anyways, these aren't boots, these are my bare feet, which honestly he could go either-either, maybe even with socks if he felt like it, but this feels better for both him and me. Also, yeah, it's basically everytime I'm around, which is sort of on occassion, mostly in private when in my bedroom watching movies. My friends in sleepovers, when that convenient time also comes around for him to arrive, sometimes even join in, and by that I mean, like, 2 girls out of 7, with the rest mostly disgusted by the whole thing, but not really caring. My mother also doesn't care considering she's patient zero of my hereditary foot affliction, but my father thinks its' weird. Do you think it's weird?"

"Nah, they're pretty occupied as far as I'm concerned. Also, this armour takes ages to take off, and I want to try as hard as I can to not have the upper hand but a more equal footing, pardon the pun." Sabrina said, looking down on Juan. "Anyways, if you think yours is confusing, this is just Nueva Venezuela. Go anywhere else and they literally have their own accents and dialects. It's alot like living in the old UK with the dozens of dialects, except here with our language being Spanish it's alot less malleable and thus harder to understand, because even the most fluent speakers of Spanish are accustomed to either Castillan or Mexican dialect and are mostly going to find a few words they can't understand." She said with a sigh. "I mean, if you go to Nueva Dominica, good luck trying to understand what they're saying at all, because those hombres talk faster than Eminem on a caffeine overdose."

"Honestly that's my favorite part about these old styed armors, everything past the Roman era just takes so long to take it off. Nowadays you just got a zipper and a few snap buckles." The knight laughs, cutting into the conversation for a second

"Yup, real beauty of it. Plus, this stuff is heavy. This is mostly just heavy ceramics fitted with kevlar with a nice thick Valyrian steel plating on the outside, which we mostly use now to replace our armour and gun metal, sometimes even to outfit our tanks, since it's more stronger than regular metals. Also, a mierda-ton of technology, including a nice HUD on the helmet."

[The South Falls]

Mathias sat down at the bar, and asked for a beer martini.

[Low bloods]

Akas sighed. "I have trouble with Gorbatian. It's a mix of Spanish, Chinese, and Japanese translated into an unintelligible mess that barely passes for a language, back home. We don't have as many dialects, definitely, but we've got a few on every region. I imagine that pure Spanish is still a harder language, however. It's not to the point where you can't understand words, you'll just need a slight... clarification." She looked down at Juan, and laughed. "Man, this guy takes boot kissing to a whole new level... Anyway, is this massage every day?" She chuckled.

"And just remember, this is back in Sistema Sinco with all the dialects I am used to, we haven't even gotten to planets have have entirely different languages like Catalan, Basque, Tejas Creole, Tagalog, Palauan, Portuguese and all the alien native dialects." Sabrina said. "Anyways, these aren't boots, these are my bare feet, which honestly he could go either-either, maybe even with socks if he felt like it, but this feels better for both him and me. Also, yeah, it's basically everytime I'm around, which is sort of on occassion, mostly in private when in my bedroom watching movies. My friends in sleepovers, when that convenient time also comes around for him to arrive, sometimes even join in, and by that I mean, like, 2 girls out of 7, with the rest mostly disgusted by the whole thing, but not really caring. My mother also doesn't care considering she's patient zero of my hereditary foot affliction, but my father thinks its' weird. Do you think it's weird?"

"Honestly that's my favorite part about these old styed armors, everything past the Roman era just takes so long to take it off. Nowadays you just got a zipper and a few snap buckles." The knight laughs, cutting into the conversation for a second

"Yup, real beauty of it. Plus, this stuff is heavy. This is mostly just heavy ceramics fitted with kevlar with a nice thick Valyrian steel plating on the outside, which we mostly use now to replace our armour and gun metal, sometimes even to outfit our tanks, since it's more stronger than regular metals. Also, a mierda-ton of technology, including a nice HUD on the helmet."

"The heavier the better, I heard slot of stories with our armor." He chuckles "All I know is this isn't too heavy but it's taken point blank shotgun shells and a blast from a tank, not direct hitters, of course." He chuckles "The material is also has such a reflective aspect to it I've seen it send a blaster shot and a few plasma based weapons."

Mathias sat down at the bar, and asked for a beer martini.

Vixen makes this for them.

[New Castillan Empire]

"And just remember, this is back in Sistema Sinco with all the dialects I am used to, we haven't even gotten to planets have have entirely different languages like Catalan, Basque, Tejas Creole, Tagalog, Palauan, Portuguese and all the alien native dialects." Sabrina said. "Anyways, these aren't boots, these are my bare feet, which honestly he could go either-either, maybe even with socks if he felt like it, but this feels better for both him and me. Also, yeah, it's basically everytime I'm around, which is sort of on occassion, mostly in private when in my bedroom watching movies. My friends in sleepovers, when that convenient time also comes around for him to arrive, sometimes even join in, and by that I mean, like, 2 girls out of 7, with the rest mostly disgusted by the whole thing, but not really caring. My mother also doesn't care considering she's patient zero of my hereditary foot affliction, but my father thinks its' weird. Do you think it's weird?"


"Yup, real beauty of it. Plus, this stuff is heavy. This is mostly just heavy ceramics fitted with kevlar with a nice thick Valyrian steel plating on the outside, which we mostly use now to replace our armour and gun metal, sometimes even to outfit our tanks, since it's more stronger than regular metals. Also, a mierda-ton of technology, including a nice HUD on the helmet."

"The heavier the better, I heard slot of stories with our armor." He chuckles "All I know is this isn't too heavy but it's taken point blank shotgun shells and a blast from a tank, not direct hitters, of course." He chuckles "The material is also has such a reflective aspect to it I've seen it send a blaster shot and a few plasma based weapons."

Mathias sat down at the bar, and asked for a beer martini.

Vixen makes this for them.

"Wonder if it could take a shot from a plasma ball shot out of a sparklock gun. Can I have a sheet or at least a spare piece of armor, preferably a helmet or a chestpiece?" Jose commented.

[The South Falls]

Akas sighed. "I have trouble with Gorbatian. It's a mix of Spanish, Chinese, and Japanese translated into an unintelligible mess that barely passes for a language, back home. We don't have as many dialects, definitely, but we've got a few on every region. I imagine that pure Spanish is still a harder language, however. It's not to the point where you can't understand words, you'll just need a slight... clarification." She looked down at Juan, and laughed. "Man, this guy takes boot kissing to a whole new level... Anyway, is this massage every day?" She chuckled.

"And just remember, this is back in Sistema Sinco with all the dialects I am used to, we haven't even gotten to planets have have entirely different languages like Catalan, Basque, Tejas Creole, Tagalog, Palauan, Portuguese and all the alien native dialects." Sabrina said. "Anyways, these aren't boots, these are my bare feet, which honestly he could go either-either, maybe even with socks if he felt like it, but this feels better for both him and me. Also, yeah, it's basically everytime I'm around, which is sort of on occassion, mostly in private when in my bedroom watching movies. My friends in sleepovers, when that convenient time also comes around for him to arrive, sometimes even join in, and by that I mean, like, 2 girls out of 7, with the rest mostly disgusted by the whole thing, but not really caring. My mother also doesn't care considering she's patient zero of my hereditary foot affliction, but my father thinks its' weird. Do you think it's weird?"

"Honestly that's my favorite part about these old styed armors, everything past the Roman era just takes so long to take it off. Nowadays you just got a zipper and a few snap buckles." The knight laughs, cutting into the conversation for a second

"Yup, real beauty of it. Plus, this stuff is heavy. This is mostly just heavy ceramics fitted with kevlar with a nice thick Valyrian steel plating on the outside, which we mostly use now to replace our armour and gun metal, sometimes even to outfit our tanks, since it's more stronger than regular metals. Also, a mierda-ton of technology, including a nice HUD on the helmet."

Akas shrugged. "Well, we've got one planet, and one little nation. Anyway, it's alright. I don't honestly care that much, there's even the resident base pervert who's got way more fetishes. He's a real creeper. As if on cue, Jim barreled through the doors. He was a tall, barrel-chested msn, with blonde hair. His line of sight put him facing Sabrina directly. He, drunk, came up to her, while she was having her feet licked. "C-come on, baby *hic*. Ditch t-thst punk and *hic* come with me..." Akas put her head in her hands.

[New Castillan Empire]

"And just remember, this is back in Sistema Sinco with all the dialects I am used to, we haven't even gotten to planets have have entirely different languages like Catalan, Basque, Tejas Creole, Tagalog, Palauan, Portuguese and all the alien native dialects." Sabrina said. "Anyways, these aren't boots, these are my bare feet, which honestly he could go either-either, maybe even with socks if he felt like it, but this feels better for both him and me. Also, yeah, it's basically everytime I'm around, which is sort of on occassion, mostly in private when in my bedroom watching movies. My friends in sleepovers, when that convenient time also comes around for him to arrive, sometimes even join in, and by that I mean, like, 2 girls out of 7, with the rest mostly disgusted by the whole thing, but not really caring. My mother also doesn't care considering she's patient zero of my hereditary foot affliction, but my father thinks its' weird. Do you think it's weird?"


"Yup, real beauty of it. Plus, this stuff is heavy. This is mostly just heavy ceramics fitted with kevlar with a nice thick Valyrian steel plating on the outside, which we mostly use now to replace our armour and gun metal, sometimes even to outfit our tanks, since it's more stronger than regular metals. Also, a mierda-ton of technology, including a nice HUD on the helmet."

Akas shrugged. "Well, we've got one planet, and one little nation. Anyway, it's alright. I don't honestly care that much, there's even the resident base pervert who's got way more fetishes. He's a real creeper. As if on cue, Jim barreled through the doors. He was a tall, barrel-chested msn, with blonde hair. His line of sight put him facing Sabrina directly. He, drunk, came up to her, while she was having her feet licked. "C-come on, baby *hic*. Ditch t-thst punk and *hic* come with me..." Akas put her head in her hands.

"Don't worry. We-" She was suddenly interrupted by Jim mumbling, extremely drunk.
Sabrina was a little digusted and fairly offended, so much so that she took her feet of Juan's face to stand up for a moment and inspect him.
"I'm sorry... who are you again, puto?" Sabrina asked in a somewhat offended tone.

[Low bloods]

"The heavier the better, I heard slot of stories with our armor." He chuckles "All I know is this isn't too heavy but it's taken point blank shotgun shells and a blast from a tank, not direct hitters, of course." He chuckles "The material is also has such a reflective aspect to it I've seen it send a blaster shot and a few plasma based weapons."

Vixen makes this for them.

"Wonder if it could take a shot from a plasma ball shot out of a sparklock gun. Can I have a sheet or at least a spare piece of armor, preferably a helmet or a chestpiece?" Jose commented.

"It dents if it's anything too big." He searched around. "I won't give you my helm, takes months to craft this.
But I somthing..." He brings out a small rectangle with a arm strap "The Smith that made it said it was a prototype and gave it to me to test the thing. He walks outside and with it strapped to him, he taps it on a fencepost and plates shoot out from the top one bottom revealing it to be a shield, a great shield. "It's made from the same material as my armor. I'd be careful with it-" pressed a button that collapsed back to it's rectangular shape "The thing is around Eighty pounds."

"And just remember, this is back in Sistema Sinco with all the dialects I am used to, we haven't even gotten to planets have have entirely different languages like Catalan, Basque, Tejas Creole, Tagalog, Palauan, Portuguese and all the alien native dialects." Sabrina said. "Anyways, these aren't boots, these are my bare feet, which honestly he could go either-either, maybe even with socks if he felt like it, but this feels better for both him and me. Also, yeah, it's basically everytime I'm around, which is sort of on occassion, mostly in private when in my bedroom watching movies. My friends in sleepovers, when that convenient time also comes around for him to arrive, sometimes even join in, and by that I mean, like, 2 girls out of 7, with the rest mostly disgusted by the whole thing, but not really caring. My mother also doesn't care considering she's patient zero of my hereditary foot affliction, but my father thinks its' weird. Do you think it's weird?"


"Yup, real beauty of it. Plus, this stuff is heavy. This is mostly just heavy ceramics fitted with kevlar with a nice thick Valyrian steel plating on the outside, which we mostly use now to replace our armour and gun metal, sometimes even to outfit our tanks, since it's more stronger than regular metals. Also, a mierda-ton of technology, including a nice HUD on the helmet."

Akas shrugged. "Well, we've got one planet, and one little nation. Anyway, it's alright. I don't honestly care that much, there's even the resident base pervert who's got way more fetishes. He's a real creeper. As if on cue, Jim barreled through the doors. He was a tall, barrel-chested msn, with blonde hair. His line of sight put him facing Sabrina directly. He, drunk, came up to her, while she was having her feet licked. "C-come on, baby *hic*. Ditch t-thst punk and *hic* come with me..." Akas put her head in her hands.

Vixen whispered to Kairi
"I thought you killed that guy?"

"I thought leaving someone in the barren wasteland was killing someone." She whispers back
Both shrug

[The South Falls]

Akas shrugged. "Well, we've got one planet, and one little nation. Anyway, it's alright. I don't honestly care that much, there's even the resident base pervert who's got way more fetishes. He's a real creeper. As if on cue, Jim barreled through the doors. He was a tall, barrel-chested msn, with blonde hair. His line of sight put him facing Sabrina directly. He, drunk, came up to her, while she was having her feet licked. "C-come on, baby *hic*. Ditch t-thst punk and *hic* come with me..." Akas put her head in her hands.

"Don't worry. We-" She was suddenly interrupted by Jim mumbling, extremely drunk.
Sabrina was a little digusted and fairly offended, so much so that she took her feet of Juan's face to stand up for a moment and inspect him.
"I'm sorry... who are you again, puto?" Sabrina asked in a somewhat offended tone.

"I'm your love, babe." Jim sounded drunker by the minute. He turned to the shadows. "Where'd I go when I was here last?"

[New Castillan Empire]

"Don't worry. We-" She was suddenly interrupted by Jim mumbling, extremely drunk.
Sabrina was a little digusted and fairly offended, so much so that she took her feet of Juan's face to stand up for a moment and inspect him.
"I'm sorry... who are you again, puto?" Sabrina asked in a somewhat offended tone.

"I'm your love, babe." Jim sounded drunker by the minute. He turned to the shadows. "Where'd I go when I was here last?"

"You're my l-" Sabrina sound shocked. "Alright, mamaguevo, here's the deal. I don't know your sorry ass, I have no idea where you came from or what you're doing here, getting your drunken ass grooving slowly over here and hitting on me like I'm one of your fried chicken tramps, but you might as well crawl back to whatever shitty clogged-up Ready Player One-looking favela you came from before I kick your depressed Barney Gumble ass back to high hell, you sorry twiggy-looking beta rabalero cabron!" Sabrina shouted angrily, holding up some sort of club.

[Eien no Yorokobi]

“”Thanks!” Gikochinai, naturally, hugged back. ”You like doing that!”

[Low bloods]

"Don't worry. We-" She was suddenly interrupted by Jim mumbling, extremely drunk.
Sabrina was a little digusted and fairly offended, so much so that she took her feet of Juan's face to stand up for a moment and inspect him.
"I'm sorry... who are you again, puto?" Sabrina asked in a somewhat offended tone.

"I'm your love, babe." Jim sounded drunker by the minute. He turned to the shadows. "Where'd I go when I was here last?"

"I think I dropped him off at a raider camp, or atleast near one." She shrugged

Vixen repeats this.

[The South Falls]

“”Thanks!” Gikochinai, naturally, hugged back. ”You like doing that!”

"I can't resist a hug, Giko." She pulled her in quite tightly.

"I'm your love, babe." Jim sounded drunker by the minute. He turned to the shadows. "Where'd I go when I was here last?"

"You're my l-" Sabrina sound shocked. "Alright, mamaguevo, here's the deal. I don't know your sorry ass, I have no idea where you came from or what you're doing here, getting your drunken ass grooving slowly over here and hitting on me like I'm one of your fried chicken tramps, but you might as well crawl back to whatever shitty clogged-up Ready Player One-looking favela you came from before I kick your depressed Barney Gumble ass back to high hell, you sorry twiggy-looking beta rabalero cabron!" Sabrina shouted angrily, holding up some sort of club.

"Come on, babe... don't put me *hic* down like that. You know you want me."

[New Castillan Empire]

“”Thanks!” Gikochinai, naturally, hugged back. ”You like doing that!”

"I can't resist a hug, Giko." She pulled her in quite tightly.

"You're my l-" Sabrina sound shocked. "Alright, mamaguevo, here's the deal. I don't know your sorry ass, I have no idea where you came from or what you're doing here, getting your drunken ass grooving slowly over here and hitting on me like I'm one of your fried chicken tramps, but you might as well crawl back to whatever shitty clogged-up Ready Player One-looking favela you came from before I kick your depressed Barney Gumble ass back to high hell, you sorry twiggy-looking beta rabalero cabron!" Sabrina shouted angrily, holding up some sort of club.

"Come on, babe... don't put me *hic* down like that. You know you want me."

"Well, if your idea of me wanting you is me wanting some perverted, drunken, shit-faced, skinny-ass marico who probably can barely afford to pay off his miserable lo-fi internet to watch Pornhub, let alone pay fuckng child support, then sure, I want you..." She said, sheathing her mace before pulling out a sparklock pistol and aiming for his crotch.

"...to get the fuck out of my peripheral vision and don't even think for a moment about turning back and even looking at me before your sad excuse for genitalia gets blown the fuck out of the universe in a manner different to the one you were probably waiting for most of your little shitty Z-grade film noir of a life to get, lo cogieron hasta por la cédula." She angrily stated in a deep tone, ready to shoot his family jewels off at any given moment.

[Eien no Yorokobi]

”I can’t either!” Gikochinai was, indeed, familiar with the impulse to do such things. It had effectively always been a part of her. She was distracted by other events going on around her for a moment. People seemed to like threatening or resorting to violence in the Saloon. Was that a common thing? Or was it just that she was unlucky enough to witness most of it? For now, as long as nobody got too hurt, it wasn’t that important. She had to focus on other things.