Sentinel raised an eyebrow at Shade Walker. He seemed to look like he had it, but Sentinel didn't like the way everyone else was messing with him. Shade may have tried to insult him earlier, but Sentinel kept an eye on him. If he seemed to need help, Sentinel would be over there in a second.
Jarlen looked at the demon.”There’s no such thing as a favorite demon.” He snarled.
With a comical *pop* noise, the head of the tiny submarine shipgirl pokes out from between the cushions of a couch. "Raaaaawr. U-110 is a shaaaaaaaark."
"...what?" he watched someone poke their head out of the couch. "This is what you 'shipsouls' have been up to recently? I see you never went away from... females. Shall I introduce you to what I made?"
"oh no a shark whatever will i do!" yes he was trying to act like an idiot to deescalate the tension
“And they say we are the main threat.”
"At least i'm not YOU." he said though he would get ignored because no pfp lol
Jarlen shook his head. He ignored any demon that was around.
“Oh, joy…the Sirens are here too?”
Commander of the Azur Lane wrote:
"this is a problem?"
“Unknown, they do not appear to be attacking us.”
"then leave em be unless they look like they are gathering information to be used against you guys since well they seem like a not my problem
"Various 'shipsoul' lifeforms located and targeted. Cumulative power.... minimal. Azur Lane combatants, lower weapons and surrender or parish"
“And maybe they’re just tryin’ to get into yer head, bro.” And yes, this is the real deal.
"uhhhhh i have smoked so much ive lost my mind or is miss "i burnt a library down for lols" there?"
“Have ye got a screw loose or did Hood miss yer balls with her cannons?”
“Nothing, but ye gotta stop leaving your cancer sticks at my place. I don’t even smoke ye dingus.” Needless to say, her bottle of whiskey came out of her backpack or…whatever. “Bring this ye big dummy.”
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