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Swith Witherward
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Postby Swith Witherward » Wed Sep 26, 2012 6:42 pm

The BranRiech wrote:"I'll let her in then."

Bran got up and slowly walked over to the door, he grabbed the lever and pulled. The giant Titanium door slid open as Bran walked back to Swith.

"This is going to be tense, I can feel it.

These Poptarts will be our victory treat if this goes well . . ."

Swith grinned at him. "Agreed."

"Mon, would you like to come in for some tea?" Swith asked.
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Postby Western Borderlands » Wed Sep 26, 2012 6:43 pm

Dabfia wrote:
Western Borderlands wrote:What the hell am I hearing
Then drake saw the security drone and screamed "WHAT THE (Censored for virgin ears)"

*It pushes him back into his room and shuts the tunnel door*

Damn...okay i'll just find an alternate route
And with that drake went in the air vents, which surprisingly enough were paralell to the tunnels.
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Postby Dabfia » Wed Sep 26, 2012 6:43 pm

Tsuyoi tekikoku wrote:"is watching tv"
im bored

*Pops out of tunnel*
Get over it sheep woman *goes back into tunnel*
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Father: Bone Fort
Sisters: Monfrox, Giovenith, Tsuyoi tekikoku
Brother: The BranRiech,
Uncles: The New Velociraptor Empire, Tiltjuice
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Postby Tsuyoi Tekikoku » Wed Sep 26, 2012 6:44 pm

Dabfia wrote:
Tsuyoi tekikoku wrote:"is watching tv"
im bored

*Pops out of tunnel*
Get over it sheep woman *goes back into tunnel*

"looks down into the tunnel"
SHUT IT!
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Postby Dabfia » Wed Sep 26, 2012 6:45 pm

Tsuyoi tekikoku wrote:
Dabfia wrote:*Pops out of tunnel*
Get over it sheep woman *goes back into tunnel*

"looks down into the tunnel"
SHUT IT!

*punches her in the face*
No you shutup FAGGOT
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Postby Tsuyoi Tekikoku » Wed Sep 26, 2012 6:47 pm

Dabfia wrote:
Tsuyoi tekikoku wrote:"looks down into the tunnel"
SHUT IT!

*punches her in the face*
No you shutup FAGGOT

"shuts the tunneL"
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I don't use NS stats.

I'd prefer the pronouns she/her,if your referring to me

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Postby Western Borderlands » Wed Sep 26, 2012 6:47 pm

Dabfia wrote:
Tsuyoi tekikoku wrote:"looks down into the tunnel"
SHUT IT!

*punches her in the face*
No you shutup FAGGOT

What the f*** is going on
Drake looked down from the air vent to see two people arguing.
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Monfrox
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Postby Monfrox » Wed Sep 26, 2012 6:49 pm

Monfrox sighed and let it go. She walked in and looked at Bran. She didn't think he would've needed to go get treated, but then again she'd never say it out loud. "You and I are even. Just try to think before punching someone who's stressed out completely beyond all comprehension in the face." She said. She turned fully to Swith. "And you!" She said loudly as she pointed her finger at her. She opened her mouth again. There was silence as she stood there, pointing at her. She breathed in again and looked like she was about to say something, but nothing came out. Finally, she clenched her fist and growled which progressively became louder and angrier as she leaned in closer and closer to Swith's face, failing to find words until...POP!

Monfrox stopped everything as she suddenly felt something on her. She had shut her eyes tightly in anger when she was trying to speak. She opened one, blinked, and then looked behind her. She blushed across her cheeks and nose as she found herself staring at something that had just sprang from her spinal cord. A red fur tail swayed back and forth slowly as she tried to comprehend what just happened. As soon as her brain began to register, she clamped her hands on it and backed up to the wall. She was very embarrassed at the moment, and had no clue what to do about what took place.
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Postby Dabfia » Wed Sep 26, 2012 6:49 pm

Tsuyoi tekikoku wrote:
Dabfia wrote:*punches her in the face*
No you shutup FAGGOT

"shuts the tunneL"

*Opens the tunnel*
No effect
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Mother: Swith Witherward
Father: Bone Fort
Sisters: Monfrox, Giovenith, Tsuyoi tekikoku
Brother: The BranRiech,
Uncles: The New Velociraptor Empire, Tiltjuice
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Postby Tsuyoi Tekikoku » Wed Sep 26, 2012 6:52 pm

Monfrox wrote:Monfrox sighed and let it go. She walked in and looked at Bran. She didn't think he would've needed to go get treated, but then again she'd never say it out loud. "You and I are even. Just try to think before punching someone who's stressed out completely beyond all comprehension in the face." She said. She turned fully to Swith. "And you!" She said loudly as she pointed her finger at her. She opened her mouth again. There was silence as she stood there, pointing at her. She breathed in again and looked like she was about to say something, but nothing came out. Finally, she clenched her fist and growled which progressively became louder and angrier as she leaned in closer and closer to Swith's face until...POP!

Monfrox stopped everything as she suddenly felt something on her. She had shut her eyes tightly in anger when she was trying to speak. She opened one, blinked, and then looked behind her. She blushed across her cheeks and nose as she found herself staring at something that had just sprang from her spinal cord. A red fur tail swayed back and forth slowly as she tried to comprehend what just happened. As soon as her brain began to register, she clamped her hands on it and backed up to the wall. She was very embarrassed at the moment, and had no clue what to do about what took place.

"leaves the apartment and looks for monfrox and finds her"
hey monfrox arent you done yet? i wanna talk to you about something? hey is that a wolf tail.......Wait are you gonna eat me like wolfs usually do to sheep???
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Edelweiss and Reina, the two previous ones are still alive. None of Tsuyoi Tekikoku's leaders are killed in their duels of succession.


I don't use NS stats.

I'd prefer the pronouns she/her,if your referring to me

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Dabfia
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Postby Dabfia » Wed Sep 26, 2012 6:53 pm

*Dabfia goes back to his room VIA tunnel*
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Mother: Swith Witherward
Father: Bone Fort
Sisters: Monfrox, Giovenith, Tsuyoi tekikoku
Brother: The BranRiech,
Uncles: The New Velociraptor Empire, Tiltjuice
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The New Velociraptor Empire
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Postby The New Velociraptor Empire » Wed Sep 26, 2012 6:53 pm

Monfrox wrote:Monfrox sighed and let it go. She walked in and looked at Bran. She didn't think he would've needed to go get treated, but then again she'd never say it out loud. "You and I are even. Just try to think before punching someone who's stressed out completely beyond all comprehension in the face." She said. She turned fully to Swith. "And you!" She said loudly as she pointed her finger at her. She opened her mouth again. There was silence as she stood there, pointing at her. She breathed in again and looked like she was about to say something, but nothing came out. Finally, she clenched her fist and growled which progressively became louder and angrier as she leaned in closer and closer to Swith's face until...POP!

Monfrox stopped everything as she suddenly felt something on her. She had shut her eyes tightly in anger when she was trying to speak. She opened one, blinked, and then looked behind her. She blushed across her cheeks and nose as she found herself staring at something that had just sprang from her spinal cord. A red fur tail swayed back and forth slowly as she tried to comprehend what just happened. As soon as her brain began to register, she clamped her hands on it and backed up to the wall. She was very embarrassed at the moment, and had no clue what to do about what took place.

On seeing Mon sprout a tail NVE started to think something was really wrong, more wrong than he thought before. "I get the feeling that I messed up bringing you back to life." he told Monfrox.

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Postby Western Borderlands » Wed Sep 26, 2012 6:54 pm

*CRASH!*
"Aughh!!!!" Drake Screamed as he fell from the air vents


(This may be my last post of the night guys.)
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Postby The BranRiech » Wed Sep 26, 2012 6:56 pm

Monfrox wrote:Monfrox sighed and let it go. She walked in and looked at Bran. She didn't think he would've needed to go get treated, but then again she'd never say it out loud. "You and I are even. Just try to think before punching someone who's stressed out completely beyond all comprehension in the face." She said. She turned fully to Swith. "And you!" She said loudly as she pointed her finger at her. She opened her mouth again. There was silence as she stood there, pointing at her. She breathed in again and looked like she was about to say something, but nothing came out. Finally, she clenched her fist and growled which progressively became louder and angrier as she leaned in closer and closer to Swith's face, failing to find words until...POP!

Monfrox stopped everything as she suddenly felt something on her. She had shut her eyes tightly in anger when she was trying to speak. She opened one, blinked, and then looked behind her. She blushed across her cheeks and nose as she found herself staring at something that had just sprang from her spinal cord. A red fur tail swayed back and forth slowly as she tried to comprehend what just happened. As soon as her brain began to register, she clamped her hands on it and backed up to the wall. She was very embarrassed at the moment, and had no clue what to do about what took place.


"I'll be going now, all i'd like around here is a thank-you every once in a while. I'd apprieciate that, it's one of the only things that gives me self worth anymore.

Swith, I'll let you handle this."

The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:On seeing Mon sprout a tail NVE started to think something was really wrong, more wrong than he thought before. "I get the feeling that I messed up bringing you back to life." he told Monfrox.


*Sigh* "No, I probably built the machine wrong. I never do anything right around here anyways. I'll be in my room."

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Postby The New Velociraptor Empire » Wed Sep 26, 2012 6:59 pm

The BranRiech wrote:
Monfrox wrote:Monfrox sighed and let it go. She walked in and looked at Bran. She didn't think he would've needed to go get treated, but then again she'd never say it out loud. "You and I are even. Just try to think before punching someone who's stressed out completely beyond all comprehension in the face." She said. She turned fully to Swith. "And you!" She said loudly as she pointed her finger at her. She opened her mouth again. There was silence as she stood there, pointing at her. She breathed in again and looked like she was about to say something, but nothing came out. Finally, she clenched her fist and growled which progressively became louder and angrier as she leaned in closer and closer to Swith's face, failing to find words until...POP!

Monfrox stopped everything as she suddenly felt something on her. She had shut her eyes tightly in anger when she was trying to speak. She opened one, blinked, and then looked behind her. She blushed across her cheeks and nose as she found herself staring at something that had just sprang from her spinal cord. A red fur tail swayed back and forth slowly as she tried to comprehend what just happened. As soon as her brain began to register, she clamped her hands on it and backed up to the wall. She was very embarrassed at the moment, and had no clue what to do about what took place.


"I'll be going now, all i'd like around here is a thank-you every once in a while. I'd apprieciate that, it's one of the only things that gives me self worth anymore.

Swith, I'll let you handle this."

The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:On seeing Mon sprout a tail NVE started to think something was really wrong, more wrong than he thought before. "I get the feeling that I messed up bringing you back to life." he told Monfrox.


*Sigh* "No, I probably built the machine wrong. I never do anything right around here anyways. I'll be in my room."

"NO, it was me. You followed my blueprints correctly. I made an error in the calculations while I was a girl. It is my fault."

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Postby Dabfia » Wed Sep 26, 2012 7:01 pm

*Messing with cellular modifier machine*
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Mother: Swith Witherward
Father: Bone Fort
Sisters: Monfrox, Giovenith, Tsuyoi tekikoku
Brother: The BranRiech,
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Postby Swith Witherward » Wed Sep 26, 2012 7:14 pm

"Mon, it doesn't look that bad, really," Swith said gently. "Neither do your ears. I told you that last night, but you probably didn't realize I'd said it." She offered her a small smile.
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Postby Monfrox » Wed Sep 26, 2012 7:19 pm

Monfrox said nothing, and did nothing but walk out of the room and back to hers as calmly as she did her best not to scream. She went to the kitchen and took out a knife. Looking down at her tail, she knew what to do. She swung, and immediately face-planted as her tail twisted around with her. She rubbed her head and looked back at it, blaming it for her fall. She swung again and again and again but every time she did, the tail would just barely escape her and she ended up on the floor. Finally, she gave up and put the knife back. She put her iPod on her docking station and played herself a song. She sat on her bed and stared absent-mindedly and sternly at the opposite wall.
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Postby The BranRiech » Wed Sep 26, 2012 7:27 pm

Monfrox wrote:Monfrox said nothing, and did nothing but walk out of the room and back to hers as calmly as she did her best not to scream. She went to the kitchen and took out a knife. Looking down at her tail, she knew what to do. She swung, and immediately face-planted as her tail twisted around with her. She rubbed her head and looked back at it, blaming it for her fall. She swung again and again and again but every time she did, the tail would just barely escape her and she ended up on the floor. Finally, she gave up and put the knife back. She put her iPod on her docking station and played herself a song. She sat on her bed and stared absent-mindedly and sternly at the opposite wall.


Bran heard someone walking away and assumed it was Mon, he emerged from his room and stared at Mon walking away. "The heck happened to her?" Is all he could muster after minutes of debating his self worth as a person while staring blankly at his pistol. "Want those poptarts now?" It was painfully obvious that Bran was not feeling up to nomming on Poptarts at the moment but didn't want to upset Swith, who seemed to value those poptarts more than herself.
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Postby The New Velociraptor Empire » Wed Sep 26, 2012 7:33 pm

On seeing Mon leave without a word, he didn't know what to make of it. "Well that went better than expected." NVE remarked. "She has been through so much. I need to get her to talk about it. If not to me then to Dr. VanDelay, Psychiatrist!" he said to Bran and Swith.

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Postby Swith Witherward » Wed Sep 26, 2012 7:41 pm

Swith shrugged. She went back to her own apartment. She decided to keep it as a private place to enjoy a book, or maybe eat a new tenant, in peace. Some Betty Crocker coffee cake mixes and a few stray toiletries went into a small box. She rummaged through the portal and grabbed hold of a bit of soft material, drawing it out slowly, and she stuffed the garment into the box then locked everything up.

She paused at NVE's door. The stench was nearly unbearable, an invisible fog of decay and filth. She picked the lock and peered inside, then retched. "Hell smells better than this." She stepped inside and went to work, throwing crap into a small garbage portal untl NVE's entire apartment smelled fresh. Satisfied with her efforts, Swith picked up her box and headed back to the bomb shelter.

"Hi," she said to NVE and Bran. "I think I'm going to throw this in the spare room and maybe go to sleep. Anyone else have plans?"

She paused and looked at the gun Bran was holding, and said, "Unless, of course, someone is about to die."



NASA maintains that Voyager 1 was lost somewhere in the Heliosheath due to bow shock and solar gasses. The official file would contain the truth... it couldn't withstand the barrage of rotting body parts, pizza boxes and NVE's entire rancid nest.
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Postby Monfrox » Wed Sep 26, 2012 7:46 pm

Monfrox let the song play until it was done and then turned it off. She thought about what Swith had said. Maybe she was right. Maybe it didn't look so bad. She decided that she wouldn't wallow around in her feelings this time, and that she'd at least make an effort to get over it. She walked out of the apartment and found her. She walked up to Swith, behind her, and found her words. "You...really think it doesn't look bad?" She asked, slightly embarrassed.
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Postby The BranRiech » Wed Sep 26, 2012 7:49 pm

Swith Witherward wrote:Swith shrugged. She went back to her own apartment. She decided to keep it as a private place to enjoy a book, or maybe eat a new tenant, in peace. Some Betty Crocker coffee cake mixes and a few stray toiletries went into a small box. She rummaged through the portal and grabbed hold of a bit of soft material, drawing it out slowly, and she stuffed the garment into the box then locked everything up.

She paused at NVE's door. The stench was nearly unbearable, an invisible fog of decay and filth. She picked the lock and peered inside, then retched. "Hell smells better than this." She stepped inside and went to work, throwing crap into a small garbage portal untl NVE's entire apartment smelled fresh. Satisfied with her efforts, Swith picked up her box and headed back to the bomb shelter.

"Hi," she said to NVE and Bran. "I think I'm going to throw this in the spare room and maybe go to sleep. Anyone else have plans?"

She paused and looked at the gun Bran was holding, and said, "Unless, of course, someone is about to die."



NASA maintains that Voyager 1 was lost somewhere in the Heliosheath due to bow shock and solar gasses. The official file would contain the truth... it couldn't withstand the barrage of rotting body parts, pizza boxes and NVE's entire rancid nest.


"Nah, I was about to go to bed. Wanna do something? I'm open to suggestions right now, there's nothing else for me to do around here besides fix things for people just so they can abuse me. I'm going off on a rant again though, sorry. "

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Postby Swith Witherward » Wed Sep 26, 2012 7:51 pm

Monfrox wrote:Monfrox let the song play until it was done and then turned it off. She thought about what Swith had said. Maybe she was right. Maybe it didn't look so bad. She decided that she wouldn't wallow around in her feelings this time, and that she'd at least make an effort to get over it. She walked out of the apartment and found her. She walked up to Swith, behind her, and found her words. "You...really think it doesn't look bad?" She asked, slightly embarrassed.

Swith turned around and looked at Mon, and then offered her a grin. "I don't think it looks bad at all. It sort of makes you look cuter, actually. But if it gets painful or goes too far, well, I guess I can try to purge the offending DNA from your body. I can't guarantee I'll be successful." She paused, and added, "I'm sorry if I offended you by locking you away in a pocket universe. I was really sad when I came home and saw Bran. I thought you both might come back down and hurt him more. He had a broken leg and some internal bleeding, but he's better now."

Swith cocked her head when she heard Bran's statement, and then she giggled at him.
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Postby Monfrox » Wed Sep 26, 2012 7:54 pm

Swith Witherward wrote:
Monfrox wrote:Monfrox let the song play until it was done and then turned it off. She thought about what Swith had said. Maybe she was right. Maybe it didn't look so bad. She decided that she wouldn't wallow around in her feelings this time, and that she'd at least make an effort to get over it. She walked out of the apartment and found her. She walked up to Swith, behind her, and found her words. "You...really think it doesn't look bad?" She asked, slightly embarrassed.

Swith turned around and looked at Mon, and then offered her a grin. "I don't think it looks bad at all. It sort of makes you look cuter, actually. But if it gets painful or goes too far, well, I guess I can try to purge the offending DNA from your body. I can't guarantee I'll be successful." She paused, and added, "I'm sorry if I offended you by locking you away in a pocket universe. I was really sad when I came home and saw Bran. I thought you both might come back down and hurt him more. He had a broken leg and some internal bleeding, but he's better now."

Swith cocked her head when she heard Bran's statement, and then she giggled at him.

Monfrox grabbed Swith and pulled her into a hug. She felt like she could get over this now that she knew it wasn't as bad as she thought. Although Swith's comment made a bit puzzled. She let her out of the hug and looked at her. "What do you mean, cuter? Like how? How can these ears, fangs, and tail make me seem cuter?" She asked.
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