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11/10 burgers were good but I got into a fight in the parking lot -Jenny

updates for this war are in the Koyo Kuni discord they weren't in the Norasath one dm me on disc for invite

Accepted. Please send your payment to my venmo in the amount of $40.

haha I fooled you

gj titi

"Again?" Said Jenny

JENNY THE ALIEN SHOWS UP AT THE DOOR WITH A COMICALLY LARGE MAGNIFYING GLASS. PRESSING IT UP TO THE MISSIVE UPON A CERTAIN WORD "ERRRMMMMM. . .THE WORD DARKSPAWN IS SO OUTDATED." SHE'D COMMENT TO HERSELF.

Jenny could not read but she recognized her own name upon the missive and smiled. Something she had been practicing. And so the spirit of whimsy did seek to FEEL the missive. The words osmosizing into her very psyche as she peer toward it from unorthodox sideward gaze. She understood now. These trees had no mouths? Who knew! Perhaps the things she heard all the time whilst gazing into space were something else. Perhaps people. Regardless Jenny now soon came to understand that she was a sheep. This was very shocking. And so cold water was splashed upon her face, slapped, battered, AWOKEN, to the crimes of the dirt people. She thought to POOR GAR'FIALD THE FAT ORANGE VICTIM. WHO SHE HAD HELPED MANY CENTURIES AGO TO FULFILL HIS DREAM OF BECOMING A WORLD FAMOUS COMEDIAN. She thought back to his fat stupid orange monday hating cavity that was directly in his chest, never again would she hear him explain the joke right after he said it. She considered how many cats animals scratch trees in nature ARE THEY TO BE EXECUTED AS WELL???? SHALL WE TAKE TO THE FOREST AND GUT EVERY CLAWED BEAST WHO DARE SCRATCH THE VERY BARK THEY LIVE BENEATH Though the worst crime of all was the chutzpah to go so far as to arbitrarily connect her to a bandage wearing monkey boy who lives in a zoo? AN INSULT. TO THEM I REBUKE YOU! Jenny slapped the paper as if anyone could hear her think. I WILL HANG MY HAMMOCK ON THE TREE!! I WILL STAND AROUND THE TREE!!!! IT DOES NOT CARE FOR IF THEY CARED THEN THE BURNING BUSH ITSELF SHOULD HAVE WRITHED IN AGONY! Jenny nodded. Satisfied with the new thought embossed into her brain. She rolled over and went to sleep in her tree hammock.

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"We're gonna make it out of The Sanya District with this one Oro oro!" commented Atsuko in approval!

IS THAT Fjarriagua FROM THE ZU?

An airhead who had not heard of the Greedhand since the Greed v. Charity egregoric war saw the missive "Oh good!" Jenny smiled "Maliks givin' away his brain stuff fer charity! Guess he's turned around!" She'd nod approvingly of the lobotomized sorcerer before folding the paper into an origami penguin.

After endless nights of wearing SAKIGAKI patented carbarum ankle weights Ugokoyama Keiko had discovered the power of unlocking the 8th gate of Chakra. A technique so powerful that one is instantly banned for powergaming. . .a permanent death in exchange for ultimate power. In preparation for such a war. . .

"Do gooders good. Do badders bad." Jenny sagely intoned.

Jenny stared at the missive with a sad face :( she looked to her Hohkmatti 11's that she "BORROWED" from Lanre the day of that rebellion (not incited by her). . .She remembered all the passing "Hi Lanre's" but now Lanre was hella extra evil. . . "Bye Lanre. . ." was all she uttered, waving to the goodbye to the missive.

Somewhere, a multicolored Primarch stared toward a wheel - looking upon it from the side. . .It was not shaped like a wheel anymore.

Atsuko kept a robotic left arm, what remained of her LECTOR battle brother back in the day. The elfess knew she'd outlive her human companions one day. "mi mizz dargrind..."

im boutta sound like a real jerk so im sorry but 3/6 of these exist already :c

Trouble in J-Burg ⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅ THERE IT IS. AND THERE IT SHALL REMAIN. Seeking to crush the ego that these stones were built upon, the ROCK shall not discriminate. THERE IT IS. AND THERE IT SHALL REMAIN. The pride of the Maehr who will not reconcile, our wings cindered from naught the rays of the sun but the dim MOON’s glimmer. THERE IT IS. AND THERE IT SHALL REMAIN. A FLOCK who has been displaced for all time. THERE IT IS. AND THERE IT SHALL REMAIN. All Primarchs through time, with hands raised to keep what remains of that DYING flock alive. THERE IT IS. AND THERE IT SHALL REMAIN. The ashes our people rise from, time and time AGAIN. ⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅ [!] Depicted The Primarch warding the big dumb meteor from smushing J city with her mind. ⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅ MAEHR LONG AND FAR - KATANA WIELDING BACKFLIPPERS OF DAYS LONG PAST; ALL MAEHR. I PLEAD TO YOU. IRON CAN ONLY BECOME STEEL THROUGH FIRE AND LABOR. OUR IRON IS BRITTLE AND OUR STEEL MUSHY. PROVE TO THE MOON THAT OUR LIVES ARE WORTH LIVING. I AM LOCKED INTO THE CITY WITH ARMS RAISED, BEARING SUCH HEAVY BURDEN UPON MY OWN TWO SHOULDERS. I WEEP (WAA WAA WAA) I WEEP (BOOHOO) FOR THE FUTURE OF MY FLOCK, AND OUR PEOPLE. WHAT IS A PRIMARCH WITHOUT CITIZENS TO BEND THE CRAZY STRAW FROM WHICH SHE SLURPS? WITHOUT OTHERS TO MOCK IT, A SILLY STRAW IS SIMPLY A STRAW. We must reignite our city, or we will be left praising the crater it leaves in its wake, praying to rise from its ashes once more. ⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅ The Primarch <3

Hey its me, Goku! You seem pretty strong, wanna spar?

THE FIRST DECREE ⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅ ⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅ [!] In the abandoned lands an unbecoming leader ponders the needs of a dying city. A crown across her head blinds her judgment, emanating a malignant energy. The Maehr then traveled across the lands and heeded the words of merchants and retired leaders alike. . . “Moneh makes teh world go around lass! Tat’s wot every GOOD empire needs!” Spoke a wizened and sagely dwed to a cloaked, disguised Primarch; as the longbeard rose a merry stein! “Yes, YES. We need treasure! People LOVE treasure!” She'd chirp to herself alone. The Primarch took to the abandoned houses of the city, wrought with soot and cobwebs and with the touch of Laura's blessing did their old trinkets spin to pure Aurum. For one whole day did GOLD rain down from the moonlit skies of The Ashen City. ⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅ ⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅•⋅ Unfortunately. . .The GRANDIOSE Nor’Velythian treasury of approximately 50,647 minae soon suffered inflation, alas - this Primarch was uneducated in the field of basic economics. Soon did the worth of the Nor’Velythian treasury slim down to a measly 398.2 mina! Too much gold, so much no one could run away with it all! Soon did the leader learn of her mistake and she casted the remaining gold into the spiraling and dangerous cave system beneath the city, guarded by its monsters alone. Ripe for adventurers to come and take it, if they dared. “Oopsie!” declared Laevona as her first decree. OOC Please read before interacting:

werm ! 😎