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Post by Pip on Apr 28, 2017 18:29:48 GMT
Seemingly out of nowhere, citizens were startled by sudden police sirens that begun sounding around the city. The polices red and blue lights flashed violently as their cars dashed through the streets. a little bit down the road, an enthusiastic Nate dashed down the streets, a streak of green following after him as he ran up to people at random and snatched up their valuables. his laugh could be heard amidst the crowds cry's to stop the thief. Pip flew high above Nate, his heavy weights slowing him down to the point where Nate had told Pip to just let him handle the heists. Pip did help though by helping to allude the police by launching an occasional blast at some random corner of the street in the opposite direction, drawing the polices attention to that area instead.
"HAHAHA... WHAT A BLAST!!.. i haven't done something like this in a long time!!" yelled Nate, his hand grabbing at some random ladies pearl necklace before he jumped onto a rooftop, a hail of gunfire being shed onto Nate as he fled. Pip met up with Nate soon after in a dark alleyway, Nate's face was full of excitement and glitter as he looked through his bag of stolen goods. "dang... we got a real good haul here pipper..... 1.. maybe 2 thousand zeni!....maybe even more.." he'd comment, Pip's expression emotionless as he turned away from Nate. As he turned however, he noticed an entrance-way to some kind of bar in the back of the alley and motioned over to Nate. "lets go there...." he'd say, not even letting Nate respond before moving inside. Fortunately, Nate was quite happy about heading to a bar of all places. "... I like the way you think pipper... what better way to celebrate all this money than to waste it on a few drinks!!" he yelled before quickly following after Pip, who had now entered the bar.
The bar was an old, musty, rundown shack with 3 burly men (that they could see) sitting around the counter. An old British man suited up in a typical waiters outfit ran the counter and gave the men drinks. Nate ignored the men and sat down next to one, before calling over to the Old man- "YO POPS!!, A BEER FOR ME AND MY FRIEND HERE!!". the waiter looked over at the strange pair, He stared long and hard at Nate and was about to ask how old he was when he sighed and just begun preparing the drinks. "i haven't been getting much business lately.. so if you wanna pay up ill get you some drinks.." he told the two before heading to the back of the counter and getting some beer mugs. A few minutes later, The bartender came with the pairs drinks and set them down on the table. Nate in turn, gave the man a handful of zeni, far more than he needed to pay the man and said- "Keep the change" before beginning to chug down his beer. Pip took small sips of his, noting the drinks terrible flavor. The bag of valuables sat on the ground by Nates side.
Nates Powerlevel : 5000 Pip's Powerlevel : 375 (Heavy weights are on, Powerlevel was 1500). key : Pip Nate Npc's
Akran
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Akran
Newcomer
PL: 500
Intense Struggle (x3)
Zeni: 2,899
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Post by Akran on Apr 28, 2017 19:02:15 GMT
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It had been a long day. At least, it felt like it had. In truth, nothing much had actually really happened that day. Nothing that Akran would consider noteworthy, at least. She'd woken up in a cheap hotel room, had a small and probably unhealthy breakfast at the hotel's free buffet, then became suspicious that she'd gotten food poisoning from the bacon. Her suspicions were confirmed a few hours later when she was taking a walk and suddenly felt projectile vomit leaping from her mouth, sweat pouring down pretty much all over he body, and a cold, weakening shiver running down her legs. She looked over at some passersby that had stopped to stare and told them in more ways than one to screw themselves and mind their own business in between sudden volcanic eruptions of what felt like molten lava and acid breaking free from their granite prison that was Akran's stomach.
"I HATE BACON!" she screamed once she'd finished heaving her guts out onto the sidewalk for the fourth time in ten minutes. Eventually, a police officer or something of the sort would see her and she'd get in trouble, so she knew she needed to find a more private location to dispose of her body's fluids. After about ten minutes of stumbling around with a pale-ish green face and an intense struggle to keep down liquid death, Akran stumbled across a bar. She shoved the doors open and made eye contact with the bartender almost immediately, and mouthed the word "bathroom" to him as clearly as she could. He took one look at her and almost instantly understood the situation, and pointed towards a door off to the side that had a picture small, white silhouette of a woman with a skirt on it: the ladies' room.
After spending a solid half hour in one of the stalls in said ladies' room doing things best not described in any way, shape, or form, Akran emerged from the door back into the bar, a grim look on her face akin to one who'd just witnessed death. She slowly wobbled over to the bar and took a seat on one of the stools, weakly asking the bartender for a glass of water, who nodded and quickly complied. Akran chugged down the glass, finally finding a relief almost as sweet as the release of death as the cool, clear liquid filled her stomach. "Thanks," she said, her nausea wearing down a little bit. She turned to look at some of the other patrons of the bar, with them mostly being what she'd have expected. Although one thing seemed out of place. "Hey smartass," she called out to one of the people sitting near her. "Your bag a' shit is sittin' on the ground and looks like it's about to spill over, pick that fuckin' thing up."
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Post by Pip on Apr 28, 2017 19:40:02 GMT
Nate's head slowly turned towards the woman, his eyes lazily opened. By the time Akran had left the bathroom Nate had downed around 10 full mugs of beer and was feeling awfully sleepy. "... what... oh.. my bag?... thanks little miss......." he said quietly, a yawn escaping his lips as he slowly stood up and attempted to pick up the bag. He ended up pushing the bag instead, causing tons of the pick pocketed valuables to slide out. He stared down at the bag and sighed heavily, the three men behind him started to stand. they pushed Nate to the side and looked down at his spilled goods. Two of them begun to pick the spilled items and put it bag into the bag with the third turning to face Nate. "...Thats quiet the loot you've got there boy..." he said, a smile on his face as he cracked his knuckles. "unfortunately.. we'll be confiscating it now..' he told Nate, who had been staring at the other two burly men the entire time. Nate simply ignored the man and stared on, his expression suddenly turning very violent. "... WHO'S.. FACKIN SHIT DO YOU THINK YUUUUR TOUCHING YA MOOG'S' he yelled, his fist rocketing forward as he knocked the man in front of him to the side and jumped onto the other two's backs.
Pip meanwhile had been taking a sip every once and a while form his beer mug. He detested the taste but vowed to finish the full mug since Nate had decided to waste money on it. he ignored the fight erupting behind him, instead sighing before muttering- "annoying..". he looked ove rat the girl who rudely helped them just a few seconds ago start a bar fight and decided to go ahead and ask her some questions since she'd seemed interesting. "hey.. girl.... whats your name?.." |
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Akran
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Intense Struggle (x3)
Zeni: 2,899
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Post by Akran on Apr 28, 2017 20:20:08 GMT
| CRIME AND PUNISHME- MORE CRIME!!! || GAIN BONUSES: NONE | | PL MULTIPLIERS: NONE |
Akran watched with slight amusement as the stranger with the bag got into the fight with the other much larger men, though despite him being outnumbered, he seemed to be capable of handling himself alright. She still didn't feel very well, and likely wouldn't for at least the rest of the day, but the water wa helping. With another big gulp from the clear glass, she placed it back down on the counter, the cup now empty. The refreshing liquid washed some of the leftover vomit out of her mouth and back down her throat, and while the taste of it was less than pleasant, it felt good to get it out of the place most of her tastebuds were. She waved her hand up in the air and called out, "Hey, can I get another one?" to the bartender, who nodded and took her cup before walking over to the sink to refill it.
As she waited for him to come back, she decided to finally acknowledge the question that the pink... thing had asked her. Her golden orbs turned to look at him, scanning his odd features up and down. Akran couldn't recognize what type of alien he was at a glance. She would've guessed majin, though she was unsure. Whoever he was, he didn't have a terribly threatening air to him, so Akran figured it would be safe to interact with him. As the bartender put her now full glass back down in front of her, she gave him a nod of thanks before saying to the pink man, "First of all, 'girl'? Seriously?" She crossed her arms and gave him a disapproving look, shaking her head as she continued, "Do you call every single woman you see girl? Do you think you'd like it if I called you boy? Would you like that, boy?" Her tone grew more venomous as she spoke, her mood already quite sour from her food poisoning.
But Akran wasn't nearly finished. "Second of all, you're just gonna sit there while your frienc there struggles to fight off three dudes at once? Seriously, boy? What, are you too good for him? You don't care if those thugs take all your shit? Not even slightly?" She paused for a second to take a breather, lifting her glass to her lips and taking a solid sip of water before lowering the glass and continuing. "And lastly, what the hell do you need my name for? So you can look me up on Tinder? Or actually, based on your face and the wholesuper pink thing, you probably use Grindr, don't you? Well I'll tell you what, boy, if you want my name you can buy me a bottle of the finest scotch this place has, then I might tell you. But until then, piss off." She let out a huff, then took another big sip of her drink.
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Post by Pip on Apr 28, 2017 20:44:20 GMT
Pip looked at the girl confusingly. To him, the conversation was not all that complicated. Pip had been alive for about a month at that point and from what little knowledge he had on humans, all he could do was assume that the woman in front of him was a girl based on her looks. He didn't entirely understand her when she mentioned Nate either, as he knew Nate could easily handle the three men and didn't act based on that knowledge. He understood her points on possessions though, but again, didn't act when the men had tried to do anything solely based on the fact that Nate could easily handle them. The last part of her rant he couldn't understand one bit, Tinder?, Grinder?, Those words just flew over his head, he'd simply wanted to know her name because he was bored and had nobody else to talk too.
"-sigh-... ..humans are weird..." he'd comment after Akran had finished, a drunken Nate soon yelling behind the two- "YOU DOUBLE CROSSIN TWO FACED BURLY OLD CITY SLICKERS, ...I TRUSTED YOUUUUUUUUUU!!!" as he pummeled in the faces of the three men, who had long been attempting to crawl away from the situation.
Pip then scratched his head and stood up, taking a handful of zeni from the bag of goods that laid on the floor and throwing it over to the cowering bartender before saying- "-sigh-... what she.. said.... "Scotch".. the finest this place has...". The bartender sluggishly complied, his face filled with fear as he dashed into the backroom to avoid somehow getting dragged into the bar fight. he quickly came back out, ran over to the counter, and ran back into the backroom, leaving an expensive bottle of skotch on the counter between Pip and Akran.
Pip pushed the glass bottle over to her, before asking once again- "... hey .. whats your name..."- this time excluding the word girl, or any other gender related words as to avoid another long rant. |
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Akran
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Intense Struggle (x3)
Zeni: 2,899
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Post by Akran on Apr 28, 2017 21:07:39 GMT
| CRIME AND PUNISHME- MORE CRIME!!! || GAIN BONUSES: NONE | | PL MULTIPLIERS: NONE |
Akran was impresse that the guy had actually complied with her demands, as most people she'd met up to that point would typically either return the hostile attitude with their own spin on it, usually involving curse words, take her out the back door and beat her up, or just ignore her and then leave. But this guy, whoever he was, actually paid in full for a bottle of some very nice looking liquor. It was suspicious. She took the bottle and held it in her hands, glancing it over with a bit of awe. This would sell for a lot of money if she found the right buyer. A solid amount more than most bottles of alcohol, at least. She figured she should at least thank him.
"Thanks," she said in a somewhat slow and begrudging tone. "I guess." She put the bottle down on the counter, carefully placing it not too close to an edge so it wouldn't be knocked over, then picked up her glass of water and took another big sip. Once she'd swallowed the liquid, she sighed and finally answered his question, "Well, my name's Akran, since you were so curious about finding that out. Doesn't the knowledge just thrill you to bits?" She said sarcastically, rolling her eyes once she'd finished speaking. She wanted to scold him for saying "hey" again; he'd already said it before when he first spoke, to say it twice was redundant. But she figured he'd paid for a really quite expensive drink, so she'd spare him another lecture.
"So what's you and your friend over there's deal then, huh?" she inquired, thinking that having a conversation would take her mind off of her slowly returning nausea. "With that big sack a' loot there and his uh, eagerness to fight three guys at once. I don't think most people go around carrying expensive shit like that without a good reason." She squinted her eyes and smirked, thinking she may have figured something out. "Are you two sure that stuff belongs to you guys?"
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Post by Pip on Apr 28, 2017 22:32:02 GMT
"Nope...." Pip stated bluntly, his face expressionless as the three burly men continued to shriek in pain behind him. "Me and Nate, We were being chased by the uh.. pole..lease? until a few minutes ago..." Pip begun to explain, his face continuing the be expressionless. "Nate there stole all this.. he's also a lot stronger then me... seems he's very susceptible to alcohol though.." Pip commented, Another shriek escaping a burly mans lips. "But though we two are different, we both share a somewhat similar past.. well... we both have nowhere to go at the very least...." he'd say slowly, his hands reaching for the beer mug he'd been drinking out of before taking another terrible sip of the wretched drink. "i suppose that's getting off topic though, you were only asking about Nate..." Pip said, continuing on with his explanation. "Nate is a very interesting human... he can detach his limbs.. fly around just as i can.. he always comes up with these weird schemes.... he's kinda dumb though.."
Pip then stopped and looked over at Akran. "So whats your story?..... You seem like somebody with an interesting past.." Pip asked. |
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Akran
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Intense Struggle (x3)
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Post by Akran on Apr 29, 2017 16:11:11 GMT
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With a raised eyebrow, Akran listened. She was surprised that, whoever the guy was, he was so quickly revealing he and his friend's ongoing criminal activity despite the fact that Akran was, in just about every way, shape, and form, a complete stranger to him. For all he knew, she was an undercover police officer or some extremely strong fighter. But while she couldn't quite get a read on the pink man's strength, she could tell that the "Nate" guy was several times stronger than her. Plus, he could apparently fly, so stealing the bag and trying to lose them was probably out of the question. And trying to blackmail them would probably just... Not work at all. It seemed like Akran couldn't squeeze much more profit out of the situation despite the unwanted plethora of information she'd just been given. With a sigh, she took another sip of her drink. She might as well warn the idiot.
"You know, telling strangers all of your criminal activity and abilities is a pretty stupid thing to do. You can get yourself caught, captured, or even killed doing shit like that, y'know." She raised her glass up towards him in a mocking "cheers" sort of way, her eyebrows raised and her mouth curled into a smirk. She then pulled her drink back up to her mouth, finishing off the last bit of water before she continued, "And as for my 'story' or whatever you mean by that," she paused for a moment, calling the bartender over for another refill, though when he took her cup she said, "Let's make it beer this time, though," to which he nodded.
Returning the focus back over to the pink man, she continued, "It's nothing interesting, that's what 'my story' is. So you're wrong on that count." The bartender returned, a glass of foamy beer now in his hand before he placed it in front of Akran. "Thanks, bucko," she said, handing him a small amount of Zenni. "Fancy drinks are nice and all, but a good old fashioned golden juice is what I really love," she said to the pink dude before she took a sip, the foam forming a small ring around her lips once she placed the drink back down. "plus," she stated, continuing off of her previous statement, "I don't know you in the slightest, nor you me, so I'm not gonna go telling you my entire backstory. I'm sure there's some profile sheet or something somewhere that has all that shit anyway."
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Post by Pip on Apr 29, 2017 16:53:13 GMT
~Strange... a snake lady once told me the same thing..~ Pip thought as Akran explained to Pip that he shouldn't just give out information all willy-nilly. The rest of her argument made perfect sense, or at least it would've to a normal person. Pip was still confused as to why she wouldn't say anything about her past, he didn't much care for the fact that the two knew absolutely nothing about each other and the fact that she stayed quiet about her backstory just made him even more curious. "... Hey... i want all the scotch this place has...." Pip called over to the bartender, his hand digging into the bag of stolen goods and pulling out a large handful of jewels. The bartender stood awed. He'd been listening to the two's conversation amidst Nate's yelling and knew exactly how Pip had gotten all those valuables, still.. his failing business, on top of the raw amount of money being offered to him swayed the bartender and reluctantly, he went into the back storage once again.
he came back out a few minutes later, his hands coiled around two large sacks. He came up to the two and set down the sacks, before saying- "9 bottles... thats all i had....". He then eyed the pile of goods on the table, and slowly made his way towards them. he reached over for it carefully, extremely cautious about what might happen to him if he got too close to the creature before suddenly lunging for the pile and jumping back with most of it in hand. Pip ignored the bartender after having received the bottles, instead looking over at Akran before motioning for her to take the bags.
"well.. you don't need to tell me all of it.. just the interesting parts..." Pip said, an expressionless look on his face as he took another small sip of beer. |
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Intense Struggle (x3)
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Post by Akran on Apr 29, 2017 17:54:42 GMT
| CRIME AND PUNISHME- MORE CRIME!!! || GAIN BONUSES: NONE | | PL MULTIPLIERS: NONE |
Wide, confused eyes looked over at the pink man as he traded in some quite valuable-looking items for some quite valuable bottles of liquor. She eyed the bags of bottles, almost suspiciously before standing up and taking the bags, opening up one to look in and confirm that there were four of the same kind of scotch that she'd received a few minutes earlier. Was this guy just an idiot, or was he trying way too hard to get into her pants? Akran was hopeful it was the former as she sat back down on her stool, a little lost for words. even if he'd bought her all this... Stuff, he was still just some random guy she'd known for all of ten minutes. Although it wasn't as if he could really use anything she told him against her.
"Alright then, rich guy," Akran said, slowly. "There's uh, not so much to tell, I guess." She pondered how to sum up her entire life in just a few sentences. It shouldn't have been that difficult, in all honesty, as there really hadn't much many varying events in Akran's life. She'd never make connections or do new things unless it was a way to make more Zenni, and then she'd simply move on from those people or methods once she'd found a better or more profitable way to go about things. And then her childhood in general was just a very distant and unappreciated blur, lost in her memory to the point where it was doubtful she could recall most of it if she tried.
"Well, I grew up in some small town somewhere, don't recall the name," she stated, "didn't have any family I know of, so I just uh, did my own thing." Even if the pink dude had opened up to her about his own life of crime, that didn't mean Akran was willing to admit all of her previous wrongdoings back a him. "And then uh, stuff happened, more or less, then the Saiyans attacked, then they stopped, and here we are." She tapped her fingers on the bar's counter, thinking about whether or not she'd summed it up properly, which after a moment of thought, she surmised that she had. "So, you're satisfied then, right?"
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Post by Pip on Apr 29, 2017 22:36:16 GMT
The three burly men, filled with bruises and bumps stumbled out of the bar. Some of them had tears in their eyes as they looked back at the drunken android, vowing to take revenge however they could. Nate slumped back to his seat soon after, and almost immediately begun to snore. Pip looked back momentarily, tilting his head confusingly at Nate for a second before turning back around towards Akran. He listened to what she said intently, and once she'd ended her conversation he commented under his breath- "hm... then we are slightly similar i suppose....". before saying (a little more loudly)- "yes.. i am satisfied...". A long silence followed. Pip took another sip of his beer, then quite unexpectedly threw it over the counter towards the wall, glass and beer flying everywhere. ".... beer tastes terrible... you humans have weird taste-buds..' he mumbled, a siren sounding off nearby a few moments later.
"hm?..."
Frantic footsteps could be heard outside. it seemed like multiple people were up against the bar's door. Outside a familiar voice could be heard, the shrieking man from before that Nate had beaten up. "That green haired prick is in there!!" he yelled, his voice muffled by the thick wooden door standing beaten them. It wouldn't be long before the typical police warning, a man yelling through a megaphone saying "come out with your hands up, we have you surrounded". "eh.... wasss.. goin un.." Nate mumbled, his eyes slowly opening as the megaphone user yelled something along the lines of "do not resist".
"The pole is here..." Pip muttered, before slowly standing up.
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Akran
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Intense Struggle (x3)
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Post by Akran on May 11, 2017 20:06:03 GMT
| CRIME AND PUNISHME- MORE CRIME!!! || GAIN BONUSES: NONE | | PL MULTIPLIERS: NONE |
"Beer tastes terrible!?" Akran exclaimed in response to the pink guy's remarks about the drink. She looked at him as if he were a space alien - perhaps that wasn't the best example, given that those sort of things were commonplace - and she shook her head disapprovingly. "Man, you're weird. Who comes to a bar and orders beer even if they hate it?" She said, her tone rife with disappointment. She took another sip of her beer, thinking that their conversation was probably over at this point, and that since she was feeling better and had just gotten quite a great deal out of the situation, she'd be taking her leave. But then the police showed up.
"Oh, come on," Akran said aloud with a very annoyed tone. So, the situation: After just getting over food poisoning and having an odd conversation with a pink man with no eyebrows and his drunken friend, both of whom happen to be thieves, Akran now has goods that were paid for with stolen money and she's been seen by just about everyone involved as someone friendly to the criminals, which easily paints her as an accomplice. That was the way Akran saw it. "This day just gets better and better," she commented, hopping off of her stool and picking up the surprisingly heavy sacks of bottles.
They were too much for her to carry, that much became clear very quickly as she felt herself falling over from the weight, and she dropped the bags back down onto the hardwood floor with a loud clanging sound. "Okay," she said in an assertive tone, crossing her arms. "You and your friend have dragged me into a mess here. Now, I don't have any powers or any shit like that to help me out of here, and since we're friends now, you're going to have to help me get outta here with you guys, alright?" She didn't wait for a response before clapping her hands together and stating, "Great! Now, you two can fly, so why don't we use that to our advantage? So which of you want to carry me, and which of you wants to carry these bags?"
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Post by Pip on May 15, 2017 22:50:21 GMT
"Carry?.... We can easily crush them.. though I guess doing so would be tedious..." Pip muttered, his hands pushing against the bartenders counter before slowly lifting himself out of his seat. "... Fine... I'll carry those...." He continued, his tail slipping in between the straps of a few bags whilst his left arm picked up a few more. With his free arm, Pip begun walking over to Nate, who was still laying drunk atop the bar's counter. With a simple punch to the back of the head, as well as an added- "wake up... We have to go..."- Nate jolted upright, the drunken look I'm his eyes gone. Nate rubbed at the back of his head, groaning a bit with pain before looking at Pip angrily. " Tch.. Sheesh ..alright alright .. you didn't have ta hit me y'know... if you just tell me too, I can turn off my drunkness.. No need for that shit... " he commented disdainfully before finally turning over to and noticing pip's new buddy, Akran. "Who's she...." He asked, his eyes trailing over to the bags of scotch sprawled all over the floor and on Pip, the noticeably smaller bag of jewelry and wallet's, as well as the cities special forces attempting to storm the bar from outside. "... Fuckin hell dude... Its been like 30 minutes since we got here... The flip did you do!!" He yelled, a sigh escaping pips lips as he explained the situation in as little words as possible, the police still attempting to get a surrender out of the two all the while.
"-So that's the situation... Pick up that woman and those bags...." Pip commanded, his hand slowly raising before blasting a hole through the roof. Nate reluctantly agreed, his hands wrapping around the bags before heading on over to Akran and attempting to grab her arm firmly. Pip had begun to float out of the shop. |
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Queen of the Evil Space Monkey People Special Item: GPW Universal Championship Belt
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