Filia: Stale bread, water without ice, the newest season of the Simpsons aaaaaaand dirt. Also hair fetishes.
Cerebella: With the power of circus mafia titties, you churn out 360 command grabs, poke your opponent in the butt and hustle rocks. You’re gonna give it to them as your opponents suffer in anguish.
Peacock: You have good taste in cartoons but you don’t want anyone to have fun. You laugh at your opponents efforts to get past every projectile you throw at them and even if they do, you pull out a gun to send them back to hell.
Parasoul: You are full of swag and like flair within your combos, always creating new ways to frustrate the opponent with your careful placement of napalms and fancy combos with cuhrayzee overhead/low mixups to truly let all the swag burst out.
Ms. Fortune: Frequenting sites like 4Chan and FurAffinity, you spout out internet memes, thinking you’re hilarious while making many friends. Surprisingly, you have good execution with combos, burst baits and managing your head for spacing to catch your opponent off guard.
Painwheel: Sadomasochism at its finest, you are suffering incarnate, the worst character in the game with bad approach, awkward normals and overall weak pressure, but you toughed it out for 3 years for those delicious buffs to make you a monster with 40 frame overheads and ways to make your suffering onto your enemies ten fold with the damage you do. You are an inspiration to all players.
Valentine: Being a top tier since the beginning, people call you a tier whore for choosing such a flexible rush down character with ambiguous cross ups, mobility, tick throws and set ups accompanied with amazing pressure and resets but really, you just love a bad, ninja nurse with big titties.
Double: Probably a manipulative bastard in real life, always trying to sneak your way in to get your way and preach what you don’t practice. You barrel loop your opponent to death only to sneak in an ambiguous cross under air throw to reset the damage all over again and loop into catheads to stack all the damage you possibly can. You also support the funding of tentacle porn by the government.
Squigly: Your waifu, you cannot disappoint her and must mash divekick in the hopes of winning for her. You get easily offended when people say she smells bad for being a corpse and make angry posts online about it. Also you praise the glorious booty.
Big Band: You have no clue what you’re are doing, but that’s okay because you have moves with tons of armor that do tons of damages and give you untechable knockdowns while having the best dragon punch in the history of dragon punches. All you want to do is play your trumpet and go to your taunt into super with you TUBATUBATUBAing your opponents to death.
Eliza: You are an edgy person who like gore and making your everyone suffer. Sekmet is your best friend with unreactable double overheads and infinite armor as you go in, showing you’re a spooky skeleton not to mess around with. You walk like an Egyptian and sting like the Sahara Desert.
Beowulf: All you think about is wrasslin, you live for the wrasslin and you breathe wrasslin but deep down inside, you know you’re a manchild with nothing better to do but throw chairs around and hope you can get a throw in to slam your opponents. You think you are the hypest character in the game but all of it is in your head and you go slowly insane as you keep playing him.
Fukua: As this character was made with no budget and effort, neither does your play style. You mash jump heavy kick into jump heavy punch for brainless pressure, zone with shadows and fireballs and go into command grabs with armor, you don’t need to think with this amalgamation of Seth from SF4 and The General from Kaiser Knuckle. Even with all the nerfs you have received, you still win all your matches.
Robo Fortune: You frequent sites like Reddit, Twitter and Tumblr while you spouting out dated memes and pretentious proverbs thinking you’re the cream of the crop but you have no friends. You stalk people on social media in the hopes of accomplishing some form of communication. However, your understanding of the game top notch, you know your set ups and you know the proper spacing to set up head traps and how to zone out out even the best of the best.
Bathroom Everyone in the castle clearly shaves. Imagine Pidge sitting on a bench trying to shave her legs getting frustrated by the fact that the space raisor she’s using is cutting her now and then and Lance and Keith turning their attention to her and wincing in sympathy when they realize she’s going with the grain instead of against. Lance taking on the roll of big brother and shaking his head sitting down beside her. Keith getting a comical show out of the corner of his eye as he teaches the youngest paladin the way women are suppose to shave. Keith idly commenting on how it’s strange Lance would know that. Lance firing back how he has sisters, but then also admitting to shaving his underarms because why not? Hunk casually joining the fray looking at them all and telling them they’ll all weird as heck and they’re the best weirdos he’s ever known. Then telling them they have wax and why shave when you can wax?
Pidge: Wait so I’m suppose to pull the razor toward me? Lance: Yeeees. Pidge: That makes way more sense. Hunk: Or you could just wax. Pidge: No thanks I like having skin. Keith: I’m with Pidge on this. Question is what are you waxing? You know what, forget I asked. I don’t want to know.
Foodies Besides Hunk, other paladins do know how to cook. They just know how to cook differently. Pidge likes to improvise and sticks to cold dishes that utilize fruits and vegetables. She’s not a vegetarian per se as space doesn’t allow her that choice, however, it’s convenient not to have to cook. Keith is proficient with fish and stew related dishes. Though he’s known for catching any old thing deboning it and frying it. You might be eating space rat, but you’d never known because he know’s how to make it look appealing. Years in the desert will do that for a man. Lance is the king of all things tapas. Orderves and fancy little square cubes of cheese and the like. Also spices the man can spice anything just right. He flocks to light snacks and prepping them while a little time consuming is hella rewarding when people tell him how pretty it looks. Shiro bless the man knows how to make a solid hoagie! Bow down to the mightiest of all sandwiches as this man is gonna blow your socks off with the most stacked thing you’d ever seen. Though he’s known for his subs as well. If it’s a sandwich he probably influenced it somehow. He’s also got his special sauce Hunk can’t even place. Now that’s something!
Hunk: Is that … a tail? Keith: It’s edible. Lance: Well then uhm I’m just gonna leave this here. Pidge: Did that just move? Keith: Come on, I cooked it. It’s dead. Hunk: Y’all ain’t allowed near the kitchen anymore. Pidge: Hey you never even tried my food don’t ban me!
Sick days Each of the paladins have their own methodology to curing what hurts most. Shiro’s preferable to getting those electrolytes up. Tons of sleep and ordering bed rest whether you want it or not. Keith’s a little less hands on, you might not see him while you’re sick. In fact he might be more scarce, but when you’re not looking tissue boxes, or items requested will arrive while you’re not looking. He slips in and out like a ninja posing as a nurse. You’ll even find a scribbled get well note somewhere by your bedside. Pidge is a germaphobe. If you thought keith was missing Pidge is nonexistent. She’ll send someone else in her stead with soup or tissues whatever the person needs. She’ll lend a tablet/communicator to the person so they can stay in touch, but under no circumstances is she going in there to get whatever you got going on. Hunk’s got your back, he’s there for you with soup, he’s the man making most the soup. Soup cures everything, if not that then a heating pad. Depending on what you need being an engineer helps too because he’s able to come up with some pretty soothing techniques or devices to work out whatever ales. Lance is the most compassionate, which is saying something considering how hands on Hunk is. He too will concoct foods to mend the ill although most are traditional recipes from his grandmother. He goes the extra step by giving shoulder rubs, back massages, or just sitting by your bed side and reassuring you you’re not dying from the plague.
Keith: Is this suppose to make my throat burn more? Also why am I so itchy? Lance: That means it’s working. Hunk: Uh, Lance? Pidge: Pretty sure that means he’s allergic. Lance: I’m so sorry. Keith: [Too sick to even be angry.] Pidge: Come on, healing pod for you now. Ew… sweaty. [Trying not touch touch exposed skin]
Laundry Day Laundry day is a bit awkward for everyone. Many a time underwear and socks have been swapped out. Keith often finds his socks mismatched with Lance’s. It use to frustrated him to no end, but at this point he’s conceded defeat and just accepts the hand the universe has dealt him. Lance often finds his shirts getting mixed in with Pidge’s. He’s still not entirely sure how their clothes get mixed up with one another where as with his socks he’s pretty much had it with Keith. Though he realizes Keith seems fairly upset about the turn out too. For Pidge and Allura there’s one thing they hate most. Bra swapping, it’s unintentional and has lead to some fairly awkward conversations when one or the other has realized the bra they’re sporting is not theirs, but in fact is their teammates. The least favorite occassion was when all their pantie’s were bleached out. This resulted in Pidge giving up and going with boxers. The castle had a set of the smallest ones, no one questions it anymore when they pop up in the wash they know whose they are. Often Shiro was the one in charge of folding most of the clothes alongside Coran. It’s a thankless job, but oddly rewarding. It’s just mundan but interactive enough to keep his mind from wandering into dark subjects. With Shiro out of the picture laundry sorting has fallen onto most everyone and they get together on one day out of the week and quietly sort through clothes. The occasional “I think I got your sock,” and “this is yours” is muttered amongst the group. It has some how become a training exercise as sock fights are now officially a thing. It’s a fun way to unwind, but often resorts in Coran telling them to be serious when he walks in on someone wearing undergarments on their head nominated as Lord of the Laundry.
Pidge: I dub the Lord of Laundry winner of this week’s sock fight. Lance: Did you just put your bra on my head? Pidge: Naw, it’s Allura’s. [Smug grin.] Lance: WHAT?! [Tosses it off lighting fast.] Pidge: I was kidding, it was Hunk’s. Hunk: Fuck you guys.
Bought Skullgirls during the Summer Steam sale and wanted to draw my favorite character. Unfortunately I didn’t feel like drawing Squigly today but I sure as heck liked playing as and drawing the ninja nurse owo
With this summer update, you can dress up as various Trainer Classes such as Kimono Girl (Johto), Ninja (Hoenn), or Doctor/Nurse (Unova) and find lots of goodies spread throughout town. There’s lots of attractions such as the Cerulean Gym, a Contest Hall, Pokémon Stadium, and much more. Also, can you figure out which Pokémon each villager represents and which trainer they belong to? Talking to the villagers reveals the secret but if you’re up for a challenge, there’s also visual clues that help lead to answers. ♥