INFP: “DONT WORRY ITS OK. HERE LOOK ITS THE PIC OF THAT VIRTUAL CHARACTER U LOVE SO MUCH” … “Hey but … you’ll be fine. The world is…” *goes on and on ends up having an existential crisis themselves*
INTJ: *ERROR … ERROR … ERROR*
INFJ: if you want to talk I’m here to listen … Really just take your time. You are fine really really. I’m here to listen.
ENFP: “OMG YOU ARE CRYING!!
OMG TEARS !! ARE YOU OK ?? Wait !!!! What am I saying?? You are crying of course you are not ok” *BIG HUGE HUG* “lets go out for a drink or something” :)
ENTP: *unconsciously cracks a joke* … *shows Memes* … *Puns* … *Cute animal pics* … … … “If you wanna talk I really don’t mind” … *more memes* … “I KNOW LETS GO GET DRUNK!!!”…. “ oh you need a hug???” … … … … … … “Fiiiine” *gives them a hug until they stop crying* … unconsciously cracks a joke again*
ENFJ : “WHO THE FUCK MADE U CRY????”
(╯°□°)╯︵ “I’LL KILL THEM FOR YOU I SWEAR” … “Oh oh no no wait you’re alright” *gives them a hug* *cracks a joke at the end*.
ESTP : “Hey don’t worry it’ll be fiiine like seriously. Please. Stop crying. Look memes. Want to join me in on a prank?? … no? WHAT DO I DO IN THIS SITUATION???”
ESFP : “YOU ARE CRYYYYING
. LOOK SHE’S CRYING
(/ﾟДﾟ)/. EVERYONE SHE IS CRYING \(*Д* \) . What to dooo???? X_X” *acts like some clown to cheer them up*
ENTJ : “well, life’s a bitch” -_-
ISFJ : “oooh dear don’t worry. You are ok. I’m here. Its fine” *a big hug. gets them some food* (idk why don’t ask)
ISTJ: “U can always solve the problem its not the end of the world. want me to help u put out a plan??”
ISFP: (the clumsy one): “oh daamn. uuuuuh hey! i know! wanna go with me see some flowers?? its in this rly nice calm place. And um they r rly beautiful too” *gives a hug* “hey hey hey! don’t worry u can tell me whats wrong! rly … WE CAN EAT SOMETHIN’ TOO …. MUSIC IS GOOD TOO…” *ends up crying with them* ( ಥـْـِـِـِـْಥ)
ISTP: “oh well. wanna go out for a drink?”
ESTJ: “oh…. crying…. uuh…. ok….. welp?…. want me to kick someone’s ass for you? or nah?”
ESFJ: “ TEARS! oh damn. WHO DID THIS??? oh dear. Don’t worry I’m here if you need anything”
sometimes a relationship is between the god of thunder, a scientist who doesn’t know how he ended up in space, the last memeber of an elite all-female warrior group, and the protector of the gate between realms and that’s fucking great
CONTEXT: 4 man party into a corroded farmhouse turned swamp with a plant that hosted corpses nearby. After making constant dex saves and plowing through doors. I’m playing a warforged paladin with built in armor that weighs a little under 800 pounds. What happens next may not be expected
DM: You make your way down the stairs first, testing the strength of each step beneath your weight. Make a dex save every 5 feet down.
Warforged(me): *rolls above 10 most of the way down* Not to worry citizens, I will give my life before you!
Rogue: What if that thing controlling the corpses is causing this house to crumble?
DM: You hear an eerie screech echoing from somewhere below you.
Warforged (OOC): Now you’ve done it…
DM: Everyone make a dex reflex save
Rogue: *rolls 12*
Ranger: *rolls 14*
Wizard: *rolls 4*
Warforged: *rolls 20*
DM: Both the (Rogue) and (Ranger) keep their balance, however (Wizard) starts to tumble into the now gaping hole in the center of the main hall. (Warforged) as you rolled quite high and are near him I’ll give you a free action before the encounter.
Warforged: (OOC) I wish to push past (Wizard) and elbow drop into the hole.
DM: Okay, roll me an acrobatics check
Warforged: *rolls 20 again*
DM: Oh.. uuh okay, you make a great leap crushing the wood boards behind you. Elbow out, diving towards the gaping hole…
Warforged (OOC): I wish to start playing “Electrifying” out of my voice synthesizer.
DM: As you turn on your mysterious new aged robot music the screeching from the basement of the farmhouse is soon replaced by a large splatter followed by “DO YOU SMELL, WHAT (Warforged) IS COOKIIIIING?”
Rogue (OOC): I’m never playing with you again…
Ranger (OOC): And not experience the first wrestler of the Warforged Wrestling Entertainment world?!
((There’s more dialogue in this page than I’d usually put and so I misjudged how much room I’d need and didn’t know where the hell to put it all in the end. It’s all kinda small so ya’ll may have to open it in a new tab or full view it or some shit.
Again, I’m still trying to get used to drawing these guys again, so sorry if they still look off. But I actually think all in all this page turned out pretty nice.
FINALLY the two of them go on an actual DATE. It’s about time.
Enjoy your fuzzies and feels because this is basically a whole chapter of fanservice))
*He’s still sitting on the Wardens bed, he has an opened bag of
marshmallows next to him and he’s sitting reading the Superjail
newspaper. It’s been a while since the Warden has gone to sort the
cell block walking off and he’s getting impatient as well as confused
as to why this would take the warden so long.* Damn, where is he?
*shoves another load of marshmallows into his mouth*
*Knocks on the door, for some reason not entering his own bedroom. He
stands outside with his cane, all spruced up for his date. He
temporarily magics up a mirror, checks himself in it, licks his hand
and runs it over his hair. He nods in approval and disappears the
mirror, straightening up and neatening up his clothing. Then he pings
a bouquet of roses into his hand.*
Hm? *Hops off the bed and goes over to the door, he opens it and
smiles when he sees his boyfriend* Oh- Why did you knock?- *spies the
flowers and already gets a little flutter, raising an eyebrow and
chuckles, looking back at him both touched but confused*
*Holds them out to him with a smooth brandish of his wrist* For you,
my dear~ *He sounds incredibly sleazy, but that’s pretty much the
only setting he has. He’s honestly trying to be lovely.* You ready
for our date? *Short laugh* Of course you are- you’re with me.
*Clicks his fingers and Oncie is all neatened up and date-ready, he’s
even poofed him into his swanky green suit and top hat, something he
hasn’t worn in a long time (but this is a special occasion, so why
not dress to impress?). The Warden’s outfit is the same as ever, only
very shiny and tidy, but with the hat, cane and over-the-top
politeness he suddenly seems very much the mature Victorian suitor.
He offers Oncie his arm* I have a table reserved for us in the
fanciest restaurant in Superjail.
*Jumps a little at the magic poofing, and takes a minute to look down
at his clothes before he stares at the Warden, his mouth slightly
open and his eyebrow raised.* Uuh… A- a date? *slowly takes the
flowers and looks at them with a smile* Wow~ Okay. *chuckles sweetly
and hooks his arm in the Wardens*
*He flicks some keys from his pocket with a little jangle and presses
a button. Immediately Jailbot- shaped like a fancy sports car- shows
up and makes unlocking bloop sounds as his headlights flash. Warden
walks Oncie to his side and opens the door for him* You’ll soon find
out how good I am at treating my man~
*He’s speechless… and really wasn’t expecting this at all. He’s
still wondering what this is all about and assumes there’s something
behind it, or Warden really is just being a sweetheart, which is
adorable. But he assumes he just wants to show off. Either way, he’ll
play along and enjoy it, following him into the car.*
*Deliberately shuts Oncie’s door, slides over Jailbot’s hood and then
jumps over his door into the driver’s seat. Even though he wont be
driving- Jailbot will do it himself* Okay Jailbot! To our table!
*puts his feet up on the dashboard and, after a completely unsubtle,
stretching yawn, puts his arm around Oncie’s shoulders*
*Leans onto his shoulder, a secret smile on his face.*
Disclaimer: I do NOT own KHR! All rights go to Akira Amano-sensei.
(in KHR! Volume 35)
Interview 5: Xanxus
Nice to see you all again! It´s your lovely Lussuria here!! So, a Pink-Interview can, completely unannounced, appear all of a sudden!! And even I´m surprised by that, ho ho ho! But all that came way too suddenly, I´m not finished with my makeup yet. Please excuse that I´m showing up half made-up now. ♡ Well, alright! Who´s today´s guest? Tadaah, finally! Xanxus, our Boss! I´ll make sure that you´re going to feel his lust to kill during the entire interview! ♪ Ohh, how exciting! Oopsala, I´m just too nervous, my muscles are trembling fiercely!
[fyo: the image besides is showing Lussuria where the right half of his face is made-up while the other isn´t. I mean c´mon, who´s painting the right eye and the right half of his lips first and then the left eye and finally the left side of the lips?? XD]
Lussuria: Hello guys, long time no see! The interview is just about to begin, moderated by your Lussuria, ho ho ho!!
Squalo: Vvvooiiii!!! Your laughter is disgusting!!!
Lussuria: Oho, I´m gonna interview our Boss today. That´s why I´m super duper excited! My voice is cracking!
Belphegor: Shishishi, what do you wanna ask him?
Lussuria: I´m asking him as many questions as possible mailed by fans!
Mammon: He sure is going to be pissed by that.
Lussuria: I know! But this is a task I have to master during the Pink-Interviews!
Mammon: Oh, there´s our Boss.
Lussuria: That´s right, and as you can see, he goes to the material -or training room every once in a while, after he has made himself comfortable in his private room.
Squalo: Meehh? You´re just describing what he´s doing right now! What about the interview?
Lussuria: Oh, now I´m kind of getting the jimjams. After all, he could kill me if he´s ill-tempered right now.
Squalo: Then he should just go for it, freak!
[sound of a guy tripping and falling over]
Lussuria: Ohh…hey Boss! What a coincidence! I´m going for a walk and…
Lussuria: Hey hey tell me, Boss, what would you like to eat for dinner tonight? Preferably meat, right? Should I fry, braise or roast it?
Xanxus: I´m leaving that to the chef.
Lussuria: Oh, yes, better that way! By the way…who do you think is the most reliable one among your men? Squalo, perhaps?
Xanxus: You all…
Lussuria: Oh, really?
Xanxus: …are SCUM!!!!
Lussuria: Oh my, oh my…uuh…some people say that you´re the spitting image of Vongola secondo, what do you think of that?
Lussuria: Okay, okay, that question was waayy too boring! I thought so. ♪ So…may I ask you…what you like to wear privately, or something like..that…?
Xanxus: Are you talking to yourself, or…
Lussuria: Oh, that was a stupid question, as well. I sure know that you´re always dressed pretty cool. ♪ Hey Boss, what kind of pets do you like?
Xanxus: I´m gonna pulverize you.
Lussuria: Probably a lion like Bester? Ah yes, please say something in Kiswahili!
[sounds I can´t describe: ZAWOOSHH]
Lussuria: Oh myyy!! That was my Mohawk haircut our Boss just has pulverized! ♪ But that question was legit because he´s supposedly able to speak twelve different languages! So, Boss, what´s your ideal type of women?
Lussuria: Ho ho! ♡ His fist just hit me right into my face. ♪ I think pretty, intelligent women suit you the best! Say, is there something you want to tell Tsuna?
Lussuria: Oh Lordy! ♪ Now he´s going to snap completely, and a vein on his upper arm has bursted! At the end please leave a message to the readers!
[a photo showing Lussuria being pinned into a wall]
Belphegor: Splendid, Lussuria, asked all of the questions and then fairly croaked…
Mammon: Oh well, the end of a proud interviewer.
Squalo: Indeed, this faggot finally managed to earn my respect.