CHAPTER 14: BACK TO THE BLUE BLOOD VILLAGE
(AN: Hey y'all sorry for not updating in an EGREGIOUSLY EXPONENTIAL EXCRE-MENTAL AMOUNT OF TIME. I was perpared to compose a well written as usual rant about things but this time I decided to keep it laconic and terse. I don;t know WHEN I'm going to even be done since cause I relay want to finish this soon but I planned to have like TWICE as many chapers. Oh well. I have so many unread updates and things to catch up on since i've been grounded, so I might as well not waste any of my breath. ALSO I'm going to be playing with some style changes each new chapter to improve my writing so YEAH! THat's all yall need to know.)
"We must embrace pain and burn it as fuel for our journey."
- Kenji Miyazawa
(THIS IS AN EXPOSITIONAL STORY TO ELABORATE UPON THE PLOT AND ORGANS OF THE BBV)
Long ago, in a sacred epoch in which Japanese culture flourished amongst Beforus, the East Beforians lived in harmony. No one cared if you were high or lowblooded. Then, everything changed when the Ganguro Nation attacked. This war all metamorphed upon the birth of an evil demon, known as Demara. Unable to grasp the sophisticated thoughts of her kin, she rebelled, became hore, died her hair blonde, got a deep tan, painted her visage with slutty makeup, and brought terror amongst what was once her own people. Rallying other lowblood scum to follow her ways, many innocent blue bloods were killed.
Then, a human warrior prince whom identified himself as Dirk rose up (AN: ITS A REFRENCE GET TIT?!). He was neither lowblood or highblood; for he was human. In his adorably homosexual-sounding lisp, he entrancingly announced "~' O~M~G, why don't we all just be friends again, you silly geese?`~" and sassily sasheyed surrepticiously while simotaneously strutting about with a smuppet boa. Alas, only the blue bloods complied within his request, and the rustbloods continued their multitudes of heinous crimes, rebellions and unauthorized assaults. The wars raged on, over and over again, within one another. It was the deepest inception to ever occur in Beforain history. Then, it was detrimented. A sanctuary shall be formed for the oppressed high bloods, known as the Blue Blood Village.
Thousands of years later, a most remarkably extraordinary young troll lady, known as The Kunoichi of Soul, or Ms. Koibito Minano-sama, came into this universe. She wielded the dangers of many remarkable abilites, ranking her nearly within omniscience. It would be her whom would carry her race to victory. Alas, Debra knew about her existance, and concieved a monstrous abortion known as Vriska, whom would become her distined rival. Thankfully, her plan was foiled when Vriska chose to distract herself from the ultimate goal and into the possesion of Solex as an especially ugly hore, changed her 8 quirk to 69's, and chose to bear the name "Friska." That was her striper name.
Debara had to think upon another solution, so she chose to create the undorminated volcano, Mount Derse. She destined it to erupt when all seemed bleak for Koibito Minano and her friends, and that is what brings us to our current story: Tarvos and Fairie: A Love Story.
(END EXPOSITIONAL STORY)
-They had approached the secret location at once: the Blue Blood Village. Under the blood-blue and black torii, everyone cautiously walked under it in amazement. In its grandiose majestic wonder the torii stood high and erect, much like Koibito Minano's stunning head, and had a very welcoming embrace to those friendly enough to tread amongst it. "Ah, yes~ It is familiar as if it was a fragment I recall from my childhood, nano desu yo~" the elegant Star of Zen gracefully trilled in an operatic sonata, as her eyes glistened within the sunlight like silvery-bluish carbuncles. She sighed in nostalgia, for her home was one to be deeply missed. "Ah, yes~! Come on Toshii, let us proceed further, nano desu yo~" She grabbed Toshii's hand reassuringly and coaxingly while glancing into his eyes with passionate doting. Tarvos and Fefrei followed in their lead. Saskus just kinda stared down at his feet with his hand in his pockets sighingly (AN: Forever ALONE like ERDAIN was lol!).
"K-k-k...Koibito Minano-sama! She has returned with Saskus and Calamasis!" shouted one of the many denizens of the village. They began to descent their bodies downwards towards the light, sandy, peachish colored puffed, cotton-like clouds of sediment and began to chant the Star of Zen's title of personage. It was as if it was the second coming of our lord and saviour, Jesus Christ, accept instead with a beautiful damsel.
"~`O~M~G~! If it is not my sugoi gal-pal tomodachi from the interwebs~! How ya been~? Also, whom's that cute boy with you~? Is he in the conclave of the Ring?`~" inquired the stupendously flamboyant and fashionable Drink Stider. Toshii, being the statuesque, musculer but still kinda kawaii and average hottie Dirnk was interrogating about, expressed a confused countenance. "What's this ring *yOOu* are talking *abOOut*?" he asked.
"~` Haven't you ever wondered why all of us fabulous boys "happen" to know about eachother~?`~" he asked. Toshii, being a normal heterosexual, was kinda grossed out but he was still OK with it because was a NICE AND TOLERANT ALLY (AN: UNLIKE MOST OF YOU. 凸(｀⌒´メ)凸). "~`Anyway, as the honest and true royale aoikage of the Blue Blood Village, you must prove yourself worthy of your throne by defeating Demara and ceasing the expulsion of Mount Derse! (even though I think your already fit for the role)`~" Dirk expositioned.
"H-...Honto ni~? Dirku-sensei, are you suggesting that I embark on a Class-S mission, desu ka~?" the radiant Koibito Minanosama inquired. "I am only a mere Chunin, nano desu yo~; For I have not being accessing my studies of speed and ninja skills lateley, due to the onerous palpability that I have been busy attending to the future of the distened heroes and lovers: Tarvos and Ferferi~" She sighed wistfully as her breathe carressed gingerly across the wispy zephyr, as if Koibito had been creating motion using her two arm-like limbs alongst a shoreline, which was embodied by powdery, silky sand. The weather would be a tad chilly; much like the katabatic sigh she had created, which would cause a sudden psithurism over the spindrift of the sea. Relaxed by the roucoulement-like epiphanies of the tyrannical tides of the sea, Koibito Minano shut the lids that ascend above her ocular orbs, dissipating herself within the carbon trioxide that surrounds her as she blocks her field of vision. Enchanted by her appearance, both men and women gazed upon her perfect and slim feminine figure. Even in her sadness, the ethereally theandric Koibito Minano-sama was tragically gorgeous.
"~ `Truely, you were always powerful enough to be an S-ranked ninja, but it was unfortunate that you had to actually PROVE it the way a true ninja does, honeycakes `~," Dirk confidently nodded in confirmation, while swinging his head back and forth with flare. While her head was descenting because of her sullen countenance, she observed Dirk's katana. Its hilt was a soft, peachish color for a firm yet easy grip. Twas a long, slender blade which was positively perfect for precise penetration.
"Alas, I preposterise (AN: Before you ASK as to what this word is, I MADE IT UP. I'm drawing inspiration from famous figures like Sheikespare (I know he's not Japanese I'm trying to expand my cultural and writing barriers) so I made up MY OWN WORDS like he did) that it is the elapsed event in which I shall take my retirement from rest and forego my ponderous quest, nano desu yo~" beckoned Koibito. Rotating her body approximately 101.5413 degrees counterclockwise, she denoted towards the direction of Mount Derse. "Ah, yes~ The fumifugious volcano is being nepheligenous, reesting the air; however, this action seems to be as sudden as a williwaw~ I am nebulochaotic on the matter of why this is occuring, desu~"
"Wait, I think I hear *sOOmething* in the distence..." muttered Toshii, signaling everyone to cease their actions. "Stay quiet *fOOr* a *mOOment*, *sOOrta* like I *dOO*."
All of the sudden, a fat blonde Estonian butch lesbian cannibal witch materialized out of the ominous shadows, bonded by several grotesque monsters. The earth itself began to rumble, its tenctonic plates unable to withstand her terrifying girth. In agonizing Fdfear, Dirk flailed his arms and released a yoweling yelp that sounded as if it splurged from the bowels of a cursed demon's stomach. "~`Oh, NO~! He squirmed, "Its NICOLE the ALIEN with her MONSTERS~ `!" Even thought Drim is very tough and wise for his sexuality, he was very scared since because her wicked presence was not something to be expected.
"LITAPOEG!" sneered the gelatinously plump bully, as her clenched fist ham-fistedly swatted in an ungainly acrobatic f*****ing piroette that spiraled in the shape of a scalene triangle (AN: REFRENCE x2 COMBO LOL!).
"NOOOooOoOooOOOo!" screeched Feferi as she was bruised by the hag's horribly harrowing hegemonious haywire hit. Koibito and Dirk was very shocked at what had transpited, since because a beautiful helpless ingenue had gotten bruised by a manly, energumenistic dyke whom was very ugly. The tutorial battle; it had begun. Came more and more and strifed on part and part, till the heroicly charming and kawaii Page of Breath arrived, whom parted either part.
"uH, hEY," he began to shout manacingly to threaten Nicole with monsters, "tHAT'S MY GIRLDRIEND YOU, uH, NOOKSUCKING PAIL-DRINKING FIEND WHOM GETS OFF SEXUALLY BY CRITICISING STRUGGLING ARTISTS AND POWERFUL KUNOICHIS THAT ARE BETTER THEN YOU! ! !" Nicole glared and grunted sinisterly at Tarovs's derogatory insult and then she growled like the mentally deficient female canine (AN: B****TCH) she is. The endomorphic protagonist Tavros undrew his masterfully crafted lance from the sheath in his pants, in which it ensconsively beheld the weapon tenderly, like a succulent yet poisonous strawberry kissed away in the folds of the sweetest, most toxic reverie. "eNGARDE," he parled (AN: This is one of the ONLY good French words besides ennui, all the other ones mostly SUCK). Tarvos's boyish BOD was incredibly nim-BULL (AN: GET IT?!) and limber as he strategically swung the steadily slithering spike-like sword straight into the sordid, squalid soul, scathing subterraineanly below the now serrated surface . Of course, she was a troll (AN: the INTERNET KIND) so her blood leaked was a ruddy, peasant maroon. However, the demon alien aboniation was still resisting dying because of her grotesque layers of lipids nad fat that were shielding her form bleeding more and suffering major health point damage. Tarvos would gain some EXP once the battle is over, however; it is Koibito Minano, our mainer heroine and Star of Zen was solely meant to deal the final and determinant blow.
"Fret not, dear Tarvos," Koibito begun to annunciate with the utmost serene delicacy in fancy Enlgish, "Forsooth, thine charging-staff shalln't hither snap whilst engaged in fisticuffs, for 'tis but a mere tutorial battle. Please, henceforth give me leave to beget the final strike, nano desu yo~"
"~ `Oh, honey! Don't forget this kakkoi new wepon upgrade I have in store for you, sugarplum`~," Drink embellished as he limp-wristedly tossed his prized possession, his elaborate katana, towards Koibito's eager grasp. She caught it with perfect acurracy due to her complex grasp of the senses, as usual. "~ `My utmost loyal fujoshi, did you know that you can charge an attatck by gripping the hilt firmly and sliding it up and down to store energy? Just give it one last god squeeze and aim the tip properly before releasing the ultimate power blast, swetie`~," Dirk striked a saucy pose whilst jutting his hips outward to emphasize his statement.
Koibito nodded and respectfuly followed Driku-sensei's command. The overpowering mass of goopy flesh indeed proved to be a humongus open target. Slashled violently with her new katana against the weak basic enemy did Koibito Mianno. The deed was carried out with effortless ease. The evil beasts blubber begun to develop infected gashes that festered as the battle went on. However, the normally carning and nourishing Koibito had to temporarily shut-off her innate feminine motherly instinct of sympathy and switch to the cold killer mode required of a kunoichi of her particular caliber.
Koibito once again utilized another one of her bloodline abilities (AN: kekkei genkai for those whom are still IGNORANT) and ninjutsu she accessed from the blue blood village. It was especally powerful since becuse she was so close to it. "FIRE RELEASE! ROARING DRAGON BLAST TECHNIQUE~!" she shouted as she applied as much friction as possiblely to the katana's firm yet fragile handle. She transfered alot of abundances of energy she mustered from her chakras into the blade as well, and for some reason did not need hand signal. Suddently, a massive flame-thrower stream was expelled form the tip, and the scope of the released attack was so colossal that it engulfed the frail target in an endless fury of maniacal conflagrations.
Eager to develop the consequential finale, Koibito Minano stepped over towards the disgusting soon-to-be corpse. "Thou'rt by no means valiant, thou bawdy folly-fallen villain; for thou dost fear the soft and tender fork of a poor worm, dattebayo~!" she delivered in all her cunctipotent glory. Her sumptuous voice shattered the eardrums of the abject extraterestrial witch, but with demure grace and style. The insignificant antagonist, whom will certainly never appear again, was precussed by an onslaught of Koibito's kunais, by which were dashingly driven-in by the fare maiden herself. Whilest Nicole was pathetically writhing in pain like the poor worm she is, Koibito retarted sarcastically, "Huzzah, the cursed wench has fallen. For what sins she has committed, I presume she shall enjoy her perpetual sufferings... in JIGOKU desu~" and then gave her the final blow, without allowing the dreaded delirious degenerate ANY last words. Everyone marveled and cheered at the victory, especialy the evergreenly enthusiatic Fierfi, whom was a true beliver in the devastating power of KARMA. Even though she has been continuously molested and tortured for her body by greedy, ferocious LEXBOS, fortunate things always seemed to be in her favor in the end. The monstrosity had finally attained her righteous and just comeuppance.
"~ `Well done, my yong gakusei`~," ravished Dirk as he contorted his entire slim sekushii figure around in a slightly supercilious, but still sultry style. "~' Anyway, it's time for us to visit the steamy dojo (AN: LOL HE REMINDS ME OF A MORE SECRUE VERSION OF KANJI FROM PERSONA 4! REMBER the BAD BAD BATHOHUSE?!)! Were going to meet an old friend of ours from the Ring~!`~" he twerked passionately with rigors, like Jack-kun his kakkoi bf once taught him how to do. Skipping merrily, Drik leaded the group. Like a born leader was meant to do (Except Koibito is the sole entity that exceeds his leadership capacities to a startlingly high newt extent.)
"WHeRe ARe YoU TAKINg US?" inquisitioned Saskus tersely.
"~` To the dojo right over there, silly! `~" Dirk reciprocated as he his wrist limped towards the rather looming building, that stood tall like the holiest mitre. The flamfloous male was frustling his prodigious demitoilet as he ventilated the door open. Then, signaled the party to approach the inside of the dojo did Dirnk. Decorated by the symmetrical brown and white walls, the tatami mat was made with newer polytesterone foam, which were different from the traditional rice straw floors of Koibito's progeny-era. The wistful, nostalgic sigh had been relinquished by Koibito Minano as she released the recollections of her training and chrestomathic times; alas, she knew the vicissitudes of times were fleeting, and that perhaps the old must be replaced at some point in time (AN: SHE'S SO DEEP! I wish MORE OF YOU PEOPLE ON THE INTERNET could be as poetic and brilliant as she. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .)
A faint sobbing sound could be heard within the walls of the dojo. "D -) Weesnaw..." the voice procured.q
"*EquOOs*...? Is that... *yOOu*?" asked Toshii. Avast, it was indeed Equis's slightly robust and hulky glutes whom was facing the hexio. Twas hunched downward and shrouded in a depressed mystique; like a melancholic, swooning sparrow. Faintly panting and shedding a streak of gentle motherly tears, the muscluer mother troll silently wailed in misery from his recent loss. "Why are *yOOu* *sOObing*?" Equios continued h is calliopean cry (AN: Not like Colliope from HOmestuck! Its an ACTUAL word so LOOk IT UP IF YOU DON'T KNOW HOW TO READ BAKAS!). He was striken with the woes of accidia. "D -) Y001 have t001 e%cuse me..." he sobbed quietly. "D -) D001 t001 the hiatus of Erd001n's funeral, I have resumed a sched001e of mourning." Feirfi then leaped inwards utilizing her charismatic communication prowess. "SP- - - - - - - - - EAKING OF WITC)(. . . (AN: GET IT?)..." began the heiress. "W)(- - -EN's -Eridan's new funeral going to be?" she positioned in her vivacious voice. Equis noded timidly as he spoke, "D -) In about t001 weeks."
"~` My little dearies, we have to talk about what's important, like how we can conquistiate the occurrence that is occurring in Mount Derpse. Equios, why dont you help Koibito train for a bit. `~" Dirk suggestively suggested. Tarvos and Feirfi determined that this would be a more than neglible moment to unleash their pent-up vernorexiac feelings and possibly sight something spectacular.
"uH, fERFERI, wE SHOULD, uH, GO TO THE NEARBY HILLS, aND, uH, hARMONIZE NATURE," spoke Tavros decadently. "W)(y of COURS- - - - - - - -E!" screeched Fiefer in a chorus in response. "L- - - ET'S GO W)(- - - EN THE SUN S - - -ETS!" Prepared to go out with Fierfi, Tarvos borrowed Dirnk's dressing room so that he can change into a fine caparison, but made absolute sure that the often gymnogynomaniacal Dirk wasn't spying on him undressing because he had a misopodysisal sensation of gynomorphia. He even adjusted his silky leather bodice to hug him in all the right places, just in case things would escalate and get intense. On the other hand, Fierfi wanted to wear gold, radiant highblooded finery for Tarvos, since because it may perhaps impress him.
It was then precisely 6:12:41.3 PM. The sun had set at once. The bell of the Blue Blood Village had struck.
Tarvos, destined to remain forlorn, was awaiting for Feiferi to saunter tacitly alongst nautre. "uH, i WONDER WHERE SHE, uH, COULD BE?" he pondered out into the still, lifeless wilderness. He sighed silently, signaling for no event to occur.
"- - - - - - - E)()(?!" shouted an familiar, but still unknown voice that resonated from shrouded in mystery. "Tavros-kun? 38O" Tavroses tam, boyish physique seemed to glow within the sunset's sparkle for a brief second, making him look almost as etheral as Koibito, but not exactly.
It initiated to rain, and the air turned still. It was, in a partial way, similar to the "Rain Scene" (AN: as I like to identify it!) from Tokyo Mew Mrw.
"uH, wHY ARE YOU LATE, fEFERI?" Tarvos inquired hesitantly, but still as gentle as the impluvious rain itself. Feferi was bogglish about telling the truth that she took long to find the perfect dress, so lied and said, "U)(, w)(ale I was a bit lost! MAYB- - - -E W - - - - -E s)(ould've WALK- - - - ED toget)(er N- - - - -EXT TOME!" suggested she. "uH, mAYBE THAT'S WHAT WE SHOULD DO!" confessed Tavros in a sudden scintillation of sound. The next not negatively naysaying nod was nearly notified naughtily by Feirfi.
Tarvos's hand had been grasped by Feirfi's, and Feirfi's was grasped by Tarvos. The opulent vista of the blue blood village that was good enough to induce kalopsia had been sighted by the two lovers. "tO WHERE SHALL WE, gO?" the question was inquired by Tavros. The punctual period of plightful ponderation was purposely parented ploddingly by Fierfi. "W-E S)(OULD S- - - - - -E - - - - - -E MOUNT D- -ERS -E FOR OURS- - - - - ELV- - - - - - - -ES UP CLOS- - - - - - - - -E!" the shrill was shouted by Fierfi. The outward finger had been pointed by Tarvos, directing them towards the menacingly beautifuol volcanic structure.
Once again, arvos's hand was grasped by Feifi's, and Fiefi's was grasped by Tarvos. Their feet were gently moved by their legs as they strolled alongst the pavement made from delicate and wispy sands. Their eyes had been fixated by the golorious Japanese architecture, which was made by Blue Bloods of the ancient eras. "WOW! T)(IS IS SO B- - - - -EAUTIFUL! But I think we should look outside, too!" the exclamation was let out by Fefri. The promenade that had been forged by Tarvso and Fairie took a breif halt at the current circumfrences, for a circulation of complications was cropping up within the cited compass.
"I DONT T)(INK IT'S ANT)(ING, TARVOS - - - E!" the howl had been liberated by the Ruler whom had abdicated her throne, as she had been distressed by her roll.
Suddenly, the rock that fell from Derse began to rumble. Was this to mean that an eruption was to come from the volcano?
"oH NO, tHE, uHH, vOLCANO MOUNT DERSE IS FONIG TO ERUPT? wE BETTER HUERRY AND, uMM, rUN FOR OUR LIFES!" the scared sentence was said by Tavrols.
Albeit, only a gigle was emitted by Ferferi, with her slightly annoying high pitched voice in excitement. "Dont you know what this M- - - - -EAMS?" she beamed, "Its like in the L- - - - -EGIND when Dirnk made out w/ Jack but it was only with DInrks H- - - -EAD! L- - -ETS KISS- - - - - - -E! ! ! ! 38D"
"bUT, uH, iM NOT HEADLESS,,, yET," shied Tarvso. They then bent over for a smooch, beofre Tarvos whistpered, "yUKAI BARENTAINDEE, uH, dAY!" romically in Feferis aquatic ear. At the apex of the ligature in which time marked the exact second of the volcanic outburst, the labium inferius orises of the two lovers accosted one another, in a manor resembling to two ruby-inflected rose pedals rubbing alongst one another. Twas akin to the fable Feifrie previously acknowledged.
Forthwith, did a clandestine motif conjure itself within. A scratchy, grimy mutter like that of a gross old chain smoker was audiable. "あなたの時間が終わりに達しました。それはあなたのちっぽけなペニスよりも小さい方の端です。"
"HUH? W)(AT'S GOING ON? W)(AT'S SH- - - - -E SAYING? ?" redoubted Fierfi. As the lovers ponderously inspected the victinity, Demeara grasped her needles and whished them in a circular manner. Alas, tis the spark of a spiteful stroke summoned from the spire of a spellbound spectral sting that demised the two lovers.
As the evil witch cackled with ear spilling laughter, an collapsing and expanding aquatic based vascular system continued to shatter. Shaken with vigots and pain and anguish, the blurry world that spun in the lovers' eyes began to vanish. They held out there hands and grapsed for one in other, like a lost lonley puppy searching for it's mother (except if they were lovers). Razberry and penut butter blood dipped into the floor. And like the final closing of a voluminous book, Tarvos and Fairie would breathe upon no more.
As her delicate, doll-like eyes were covered in a cellophane-like fluid, witnessing from the hell-bound direction but towards heaven-bound, Koibito wistfully sighed like a skylark humming its final melody and harmony, both together, conjunctuating an entire song.
Melancholically she mourned downward: "I have wrought this terrible misfortune upon my existance, nano desu yo. I have failed, for they have fallen~"
(END ALT. TIMELINE PART. THIS NEW PART STARTS FROM THE PART WHERE TARVOS AND FAIRIE PART FROM KOIBITO AND HER PART AND MEET TOGETHER WITHIN THE RAIN (AND IT WAS BASED ON A PART OF AN EPISODE FROM TOKYO MEW MEW))
As she beholded the philathiests saunter away jauntily, Koibito realised she birthed an epiphanany. "What a woe it is, for Tarvos and Fairie's love story. What a woe that would be for that instant to transpire, desu~" Koibvito had witnessed in the eye of her mind what had occurred in the last few paragraphs. Cabalistically, Koibito traced the route for which Tavros and Fefire have perused.
The road was devious. The sky was zephyrous. The revelation that the gorgeously stunning Koibito identified anguished her so drastically! She heard all of the noises; all of them.
""あなたの時間が終わりに達しました。それはあなたのちっぽけなペニスよりも小さい方の端です。"
"I DONT T)(INK IT'S ANT)(ING, TARVOS - - - E!"
"bUT, uH, iM NOT HEADLESS,,, yET"
The quotes were drifting beyond her ears, like a faint mamory fading into the abyss. Out of order, disordered. Koibito suffered from her vexatious nuerological disorder, often recognized by painful headaches. Shitty ganguro music even actuated their production of distasteful frequencies, due to Derbra's heinous presence.
Out of her gross discfarded boombox emitted a song entitled "Galo Sengen" as she traipsed to the dreadful tune:
"キノコを食べました(GO!GO!GO!GO!) トランス聞きました(GO!GO!GO!GO!)
調子上がって来たぁ(GO!GO!GO!GO!) みんなが大好きだ(GO!GO! Fu Fu-!)"
To traverse the looming volcano, Mount Derse, would be a daunting task for the palatable Koibito Minano-sama. Then, she recalled a memory. Not just any memory. A relevant memory from the past. Lets' take a gander. . . . . . . . . .
(BEGIN FLASHBACK)
Twas the primary time she had sighted the Mount Derse. Dirku-sensei purported his body in a way that illusioned himself as if he were within a photo shoot for a fashion magazine. "~' OK, sweetie, youre going to have to amble alongst the side of this volcano. It is imperative for the genin-in-training to be able to prove that she can have the endurance to bear running long distances'~" Dirk exposed and flaunted with his vibrant, colourful energy. The juvenile-in-body but elderly-in-knowledge Koibito Minaon began to sprint like a galvanizing lightning bolt, and even procured the vocalism of thunder as she elasticated her body towards the igneous rock formation that produces additional igneous rock formations. The youthtideousness of Koibito allowed her to sprint with more endurance than the average troll of her rank, allowing her to complete the dreadful feet easier than most. Was that all Koibito required to accomplish to succeed in the daring rescue? Recall the past from a memory? It all seemed like a mystery, but it was worth a try...
(END FLASHBACK CUTSCENE)
In a single flash (AN: gettit CAUSE FLASHBACK) of light gleaming before the very retinas of her eyelids of her eyes, Koibito tacitly nodded intently to herself. It, assuring her, that she will reassuringly pass, above her obstacles. As the damsel spiraled, more torpid than a torpedo, and encircled the crusted mahogany-colored terrain, she had begun to worry about tripping, for her sandals would provide as a speculatively hazardous haranguing hegemonic halt within her journey. Her pulmonary aveoli had a capacity to absorb negative oxygen, or so it metaphorically seemed. She created a makeshift respite to replenish her vitalities. An acouasm pulsated within her complexly circulative external auditory-perceiving units.
Alas, danger was circumspectical to Koibito. Dembra infra dig-ly hurled minute boulders towards the direction in which Koibito stood. Utilizing her nimbilitously deft movement, Koibito avoided each rock, foiling the plans of the foil (AN: GERNT IT BECUASE SHE'S THE FOIL TO KOBITO I LEARNT THAT IN ENGLIsH CLASS).
Though it took an extended duration of time, Koibito, at once, had evoked herself into the rim of the volcano. "Debra, I presume you are prepared to fall like the maple leaves of momijigari, yes~?" Koibito inquired, inspiring the most eclectic of poets, writers, artists, omposers, anime-writerers and animators to further question their purpose of their skills and how they can utilize such to enhance the world with their skill's purposes. Koibito's hair glistened, bright enough to shut Daemera's eyes even more shut than they already were. "Filthy ganguro koji, prepare to meet your fate, nano desu yo~" With Dirks Katana, Koibito untactically lunged towards Damera to intimidate her. She knew that the battle must be long and drawn out. Tarvos and Fairie just kinda stood there and watched.
"私は激しく断頭をで行わていたとき、私はあなたを頭蓋骨をファックします。私はあなたの死体リーク血を見たいと思っています。液体の喜びそれはあなたの血がと、一緒に流れることになるわれめ膣からの浸透をもたらし。" she drawled hickishly, drooling at Koibito's upper chest region and her crouch.
Koibito, disgusted by Debra's audacious homoreotic atitude, struck the defensive pose Dirk taught her when she was young, and dual wielded her signature kunai and Dirk's katana, and Dabra relinquished her dual-needlewands. The epic strife had begun.
Pointing her miniature spires in her graspers, Dembra lunged, pervily pointing them towards Koibito's mammaries and shot her diabolical tim e magic. As it glided towards Koibito, she crossed her katana over her chest and deflected the magic back to Dabara. "この痛みは、私の肛門から千蹄獣そのポンドの殺到を超えています。" she said painfully.
The, Koibito created a ruse that she was going to throw her kunai at Damara's heart, so Demara dodged it clumsily. Koibito then tried to push her into the volcano's core; however, Demara, being a formidable oppoison, possessed the capability to forsee this with her Maid of Time powers.
"Debra...~" Koibito embarked. "It has been a while since I have last espied thou." The Star of Zen covetously dug her nails into Dirk's katana, clenching just below its lustrous blade, prepared to strike. Whilst Demra was not attentively observing Koibito's remarkable levels of theandricity for a moment, the alluring heroine used her lower-right limb to grasp one of the nearby ancient igneous and volcanic shards of sediment, and launched it towards the confounded ganguro abomination.
"痛い、私のお尻が痛い。" Drmera swallowed. "禅のスターは、過酷な試練のためにあなたの体を準備します。保証あなたの弱い乙女本体はもっとドキドキのために物乞いされます。" Demra groped both of her swole artificial mammalian sacs in order to ensure that their large size will not act as a hindrance toward her "battle capabilities".
Quickly outmanureving Dembara;s cheap shots because Koibito was inured to such arduous strifes and griefs, moreso than these petty ones that these weak foes wrought upon her, the breathtaking and enchanting ingenue impeled the dirty ganguro HORE to her ignominious fate- causing her to LIQUIDATE! (AN: It rhymed!) Seized with a scalding paroxysm, the fake Japnese troll was scorched and seared to her death in the belly of the molten mountain of Derse.
OR SO WE THOUGHT.. . .. . .. . ... .. .. .. .. .
HOWEVER, just as Koibito was brushing of ehr shoulders off and doing that thing where you move your hands up and down together to show that you just took care of something tough (and it kinda makes a little clappy sound too_), a bubbling bray bellwoed from below the boiling basin. A shadowy, livid figure drenched in lava and shadow emerged from the location in which the sound Koibito just heard was heard; although it was too difficult to make out what it looked like; but the sihlouette looked very familiar, yet forboding. The mere sight of it would strike fear even in the bravest kunoichi whom ever lived.
"Otibiok Onanim!\ Thou previously apprehended audaciously artless aspersing astigmatic antagonist! Why dost thou ponder this locality at such an inopportune, neigh-prandial hour?"
"~Precisely oy used onan, it is I whom has returned." She began. And then proceeded to float away into the deplorably devious ominous dusk of Derse. Koibito looked into the vivacious vista of the setting sunset, basking in the honey golden rays that laid little kisses upon her soft epidermis. Suddently, her rigtone sounded alarmingly.
"That is an oddly occurring anomaly," Koibito began to question aloud to herself under her charming, pitch-perfect vocality, "These names do not appear to appear on my contacts list," she continued while gazing at the brightly lit screen of her new coral pink custom tailored made iPhone with her very own name engraved on the back of it in Japanese: 魅奈野 子井美堵
And then (BEFORE THE CHAT SINCE CAUS ETHEY DIDN'T FORESEE WHAT WAS TO COME) Tarvbos and Fairie kissed.
(Cure presterchum log)
crabbyGubernator (CG) (?) and gubermatrixAcquiredimmunedeficiency (GAy) (?) began pestering overtOtaku (OO) (Koibito)
CG: It appears that s6mething has 9een 6ccurring 6ver at the 9lue 9l66d village, 6r s6 we'vev heard. And this is y6ur d6ing, we presume?
GAy: We wanted to get a cl(o)ser l(o)(o)k int(o) the(o)ccurence because we are news casters.
OO: I assume that is how you figured out what had transpired so quickly, nano desu yo~?
GAy: (o)f c(o)urse. Anyway, y(o)u tell us m(o)re ab(o)ut the (o)ppression (o)f l(o)w bl(o)(o)ds that has been happening in the recent times?
OO: Ah yes, your facts are incorrect, actually, nano desu~ Tis the highbloods whom are being massacred in large volumes~
CG: 6f c6urse, y6u are misinf6rmed! Why d6n't y6u watch 6ur sh6w? It will heir at 6:11 PM t6m6rr6w.
OO: Misinformed? How can I, Koibito Minano, be misinformed~?
GAy:(o)_(o)!
CG: 6h n6 let's scram!
crabbyGubernator (CG) (?) and gubermatrixAcquiredimmunedeficiency (GAy) (?) have disconnected
(End pesterchum log)
TBC Y'ALL!
(AN: Welll al I can say for now is: THank you so much for reading this everyone that is my fan! And to all you HATERS out there, I will deal with YOU LOSERS LATER. Because I don't feel like wasting my time now, and also frankly you guys are just DUMB)