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Re: An Oni's Night Out (Mads) She grits her teeth, an audible grinding emanating from her mandibles. This wasn't something she'd dealt with before, but she wasn't ready to let details deter her. Her feet slide across the floor, each leaving only for a moment before she fakes a lunge forward...

Re: An Oni's Night Out (Mads) "So, you're... Bark? Right?" She grins, having left the full 39 of her winnings in the pot, more confident than before, the night's energy welling up within her. "Whatever. Let's go!" The moment the fight began, she'd attempt to take the lead with a rushing...

Re: An Oni's Night Out (Mads) She bares her fangs in a grin, the dullness in her bored eyes fading out and transitioning into a wild brightness. "Oh, I will... but he won't. Let's go"

Re: An Oni's Night Out (Mads) She glowers at him, narrowing her eyes. "What'f I am, huh?" Her fingers dance, drawing her nails across her palms in annoyance and anticipation. She looks the man up an down, knowing instinctively not to underestimate a potential opponent. Her gaze focuses mainly...

Re: An Oni's Night Out (Mads) Grumbling to herself about getting carried away, she resolves to have herself another drink, sipping slowly at it. Her body's tiredness only exacerbated by her glumness at her repeated failure to gain popularity, she slouches, kicking her heels against the floor...

Re: An Oni's Night Out (Mads) Exultant in her victory, she gnaws deeper into his vulnerable throat, her claws sinking into his biceps. With a animalistic jerk of her head, she tears away flesh, standing in a fluid motion, viscera adorning her maw like so much sanguine jewelry. Her reddened...

Re: An Oni's Night Out (Mads) Reeling slightly from her own attack, she takes a step back, mentally congratulating herself. In the moment of his weakness, she prepares and launches her followup assault, dashing forward two short step before tucking into a single somersault roll. As the roll...

Re: An Oni's Night Out (Mads) "Ooh, that stings real good~" She runs her claws across the impact point quickly, mentally savoring the rush of pain. Her body is all but crimson, the red's intensity growing along the lines of her muscles as she pulls her right fist back and rests the ball of...

Re: An Oni's Night Out (Mads) "Hebiki. And don't forget it! I'm gonna be famous!" Stepping into the cage, she takes an aggressive, low stance, ducking forward with one foot planted firmly back. Without dropping her guard, she taunts her opponent, whimsical sadism lacing her voice, "I'll rip...

Re: An Oni's Night Out (Mads) "That fight looks pretty decided, already. So's mine, though... eighteen on me sound good?" She speaks, grabbing a small handful of coins and deciding her bet on that. Her eyes glimmer as she sways back and forth in anticipation, silently cheering the apparent...

Re: An Oni's Night Out (Mads) Hebiko, looking the woman up and down, turns in her chair, the whole of her bleary focus centered on the idea of a fight. Her eyes narrow as her grin widens, and she leans forward, almost dangerously so, the stool wobbling slightly as she speaks. "Eh? You...

Re: An Oni's Night Out (Mads) Leaving her own coins on the table, she considers the question before responding with her own, a nasty grin shining in the murky inn. "You got any idea as to the betting rates? Or how to make sure everybody knows to pay me some fuckin attention? I wouldn't wanna...

Re: An Oni's Night Out (Mads) Cages... oh, she had a history with cages. Fighting, too of course, but cages held, if you will, a sick sort of pull. A morbid, vengeful desire to break out, preferably breaking faces on her way. And getting paid to go at it was always a great draw. Hell, she...

Re: Can she really be the strongest? (Flayer; GMed by Mads) When the group returns to the main hub, nothing much has changed. The same paths radiate out, though a faint... slurping can be heard from the source of the blur glow, echoed, quieter, in the path from which the green light emanates...

Re: Party Time (Mads) "Kll... hgnchh..." she growls, no longer able to make words, but her potent cocktail of fury and pleasure no less obvious. She rolls her eyes, intentionally this time, and begins focusing on the moment. For now. She does her best to grind against the goblin as he thrusts...

Re: Can she really be the strongest? (Flayer; GMed by Mads) The group agrees to continue forward, Kelly nodding silently at your explanation, and looking at Tana with new respect. However, as the trio approach the final bend, they find a gate, barred from the other side. It might be possible...

Re: Party Time (Mads) "Y-you'll..." she gasps, losing track of her words in the face of the pleasure, eyes rolling back and narrowing to slits as she grits her teeth, back undulating like a wave against the ground. With each thrust, a louder yelp escapes her mouth, and she eventually bites...

Re: Can she really be the strongest? (Flayer; GMed by Mads) Tana nods, jaw set, and heads off to get Kelly. The bandits seem not to have any money on them, likely having stored it in dome secret area of the cave. Soon enough, a familiar clanking can be heard, and Tana, Kelly in tow, returns...

Re: Can she really be the strongest? (Flayer; GMed by Mads) Bree rapidly drop her opponents, though she couldn't help but kill the first, her sword cutting too deep. The other two, however, go down with less catastrophic damage done, and look ready to stay down for a good long time. Tana...

Re: Can she really be the strongest? (Flayer; GMed by Mads) The bandits, slightly more well armored than their predecessors, and possessing guns as well as clubs, charge, 3 meeting their grizzly fate at the hand of Bree, two skulls cracking, grey-pink brain spilling to the floor, and one...