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JCINK OR PROBOARDS? We're currently deliberating upon this potential move to the Jcink platform. Jcink has several tools that allow for automation of staffwork. Of course, it also has the added benefit of more mature content being allowed. Still! Nothing is confirmed. If you have any thoughts or opinions, please let me know!

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rysa

Demoman

He/Him

March 17

Circhester (Galar)

Heterosexual

Demolitionist/Eco-Terrorist

6'2" height

i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.

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tavish rose

The Most Dangerous Game [M]

POSTED ON Apr 17, 2024 19:06:01 GMT

Smugglers always worked at night. Fewer people, the cover of night to hide the cages, the stillness to help identify any interlopers. Yes, few could ever hope to attack the small convoy that wormed its way through the forest. Yes, Rocket traveled through the Petalburg Woods, on this quiet, cool night.

But one thing they failed to account for, for their choice of path: they could detect those that approached, but what if one had been there for the better part of five hours?

Tavish lay in wait, hidden beneath the dirt and leaves of a nearby bush. Even if they took the path less traveled, it still showed signs of wear and use. Enough for him to make a small little hide-y hole and sit very, very still. He’d enough experience from Galar to know that beasts of burden never liked to stray from the path of least resistance.

Perceived path of least resistance. There would be plenty of resistance tonight. Yet despite the chill of the slight breeze and the knowledge that action would be required very soon, his nerves were unbothered. None of his limbs shook with anticipation, and he eye lacked the twitch of younger men.

With the smallest of movements, he tapped onto the back of his smaller companion. Sir, a Farfetch’d-Galar, slowly grasped onto his leek. Combat was nearly upon them.

So, he waited, and let the prey come to him.

Chu-e Choi

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Ji-Hoon Ki

they/he

twenty seven

june fifteenth

solaceon, sinnoh

queer

intel

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words drip like honey dear how sweet it is to hear

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Chu-e Choi

The Most Dangerous Game [M]

POSTED ON Apr 21, 2024 2:13:32 GMT

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Smugglers always worked at night. Fewer people, the cover of night to hide the cages, the stillness to help identify any interlopers. Yes, few could ever hope to attack the small convoy that wormed its way through the forest. Yes, Rocket traveled through the Petalburg Woods, on this quiet, cool night.[break][break]

Chu-e fucked hated it. It was cutting into his beauty sleep. The mud would get on his clothes. Bugs in his hair. That one girl from optics kept trying to hit on him and didn't seem to be getting any of his hints. A total yawn fest, and also just way below his pay grade. [break][break]

"A-anyway, so, um, after this, do you wanna go and... do something? With me?" Teddantha asked, coyly twirling a lock of hair around a finger. She glanced up at Chu-e from under her pretty eyelashes.[break][break]

Chu-e regarded with something like disgust for a moment before turning completely away from her.[break][break]

"I'm going to take a piss!" Was called, loud, to the rest of the group. Stomping ahead and away from the small group of Grunts he was supposed to be leading, Chu-e found a very nice looking bush that looked in need of watering.[break][break]

And so, prey had come to tavish rose.[break][break]

But instead of a war cry being let out, it came with the sound of a fly being unzipped.

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[attr="class","pkmn"][break] Shadow Delcatty - Sparklefur - Female - Destabilize - tri attack, disarming voice, thunderbolt, solar beam, uproar, blizzard, dig

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Circhester (Galar)

Heterosexual

Demolitionist/Eco-Terrorist

6'2" height

i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.

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The Most Dangerous Game [M]

POSTED ON Apr 28, 2024 15:43:16 GMT

At the sound of footsteps, Tavish inched his arms around. A light stretch, careful to not disturb the brush. It was nearly time to strike. Now did his nerves act on their own, and pinpricks erupted all over his skin. Adrenaline preemptively kicked his heart into overdrive, and he hyperfocused on the sound of–

What the–

sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss

A warm stream of liquid struck the side of his leg. It smelled of piss. Reeked. As the stream of yellow painted the chemist, he disregarded his previous mindset. A fire kindled in his brain, and lit his singular eye into a blaze of fury.

Chu-e would see a man, dressed in red combat fatigues, rise from the depths of the bush. As his piss continued, he would rise to his full height. In the dark, he towered over the enemy by a head, and his singular eye glared down at the pissing man.

“Far, far!” Sir leapt from the bush, his bright green leek in the air. It caught the light of the moon and flung it through the woods. Tavish heard the distant chatter and alarm of more grunts, but that was little compared to the current events.

He stood silent, his breathing loud and harsh. And then, his arm pulled back. It shot forward, straight for his face.

Chu-e Choi