"It's all right," said Yuuri. "They're friends."
Kurumi looked at Miki. Miki looked at Kurumi. They both looked at Yuuri.
"See?" she continued, giving her left hand a little shake. "She's right here. She's alive, isn't she? I made it in time..."
Dumbfounded, Kurumi could only say, "Uh... yeah."
Miki managed to squeeze out a whole sentence: "We were... worried for you when you went in on your own..."
Behind them, Yuki emerged from the RV. "Welcome back, Rii-san! ...Oh? And who's that?"
"She was hiding all this time," Yuuri explained. "That place was dangerous."
Kurumi saw the same look on Yuki's face that had been on Miki's, but only for a moment. Yuki hurried over and patted the small head at Yuuri's side. "I see," she said. "It must have been hard. Don't worry, it's all right now. We're all together now."
At a loss, Kurumi changed the subject to something she understood. "We'll be leaving soon," she said. Remembering that they had been planning to search the school for more supplies,
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Chapter 7: Blame It On the AlcoholHe'd only spoken one word, but it had been enough to bring Sawako's whole world crashing down.
Her heart felt like lead in her chest. She wanted to run and hide somewhere and never come back out. She wanted to crumble away into dust. But most of all, she wanted to know why.
Tetsuo straightened his tie awkwardly. "I thought we understood each other, Sawako."
Tears burned in her eyes. "I thought we loved each other."
"See, that's what I mean about understanding." He sighed. "I do love you, Sawako. But there are different kinds of love. There's ours, and then there's the, uh..."
"The what? The romantic kind? The marriage kind? Because that's what love is, Tetsuo!"
"Let me start over. Marriage... marriage is just a ring and a piece of paper. Some people need those things to make them feel safe. But true love is strong enough on its –"
"Oh, bunk! I want that ring and piece of paper! Everyone does!"
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Her heart felt like lead in her chest. She wanted to run and hide somewhere and never come back out. She wanted to crumble away into dust. But most of all, she wanted to know why.
Tetsuo straightened his tie awkwardly. "I thought we understood each other, Sawako."
Tears burned in her eyes. "I thought we loved each other."
"See, that's what I mean about understanding." He sighed. "I do love you, Sawako. But there are different kinds of love. There's ours, and then there's the, uh..."
"The what? The romantic kind? The marriage kind? Because that's what love is, Tetsuo!"
"Let me start over. Marriage... marriage is just a ring and a piece of paper. Some people need those things to make them feel safe. But true love is strong enough on its –"
"Oh, bunk! I want that ring and piece of paper! Everyone does!"
T
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Chapter 6: Turning TablesYui was in tears. Her sister was struggling to find words of consolation. Tsumugi was silent, her thoughts a mystery. Jun was in a panic. Ritsu was cracking jokes to try and break the tension - and distract herself from her own dismay.
And behind Mio's unblinking eyes, a war was being waged.
Everything she knew had just dropped out from under her. Ms. Sawako had given up on the club. They wouldn't be going to Regionals anymore. After-School Tea Time, the band and the concept, were finished. Mio's every instinct said to curl up and hide - find a nice dark corner to cry in until things got better.
But she was a founding member and the lead songwriter of this band. Yui and the first-years looked up to her. Tsumugi respected her. Ritsu might be club president, but she couldn't hold things together on her own.
And above all... this wasn't some tragic accident. This was an outrage.
"We're not giving up," Mio announced.
The others turned. "Wh-what?" sa
And behind Mio's unblinking eyes, a war was being waged.
Everything she knew had just dropped out from under her. Ms. Sawako had given up on the club. They wouldn't be going to Regionals anymore. After-School Tea Time, the band and the concept, were finished. Mio's every instinct said to curl up and hide - find a nice dark corner to cry in until things got better.
But she was a founding member and the lead songwriter of this band. Yui and the first-years looked up to her. Tsumugi respected her. Ritsu might be club president, but she couldn't hold things together on her own.
And above all... this wasn't some tragic accident. This was an outrage.
"We're not giving up," Mio announced.
The others turned. "Wh-what?" sa
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Chapter 5: Mash-Up
The final chord of "My Love is a Stapler" echoed through the music room, and as one, the six members of After-School Tea Time held their breath and waited for the verdict.
"That was better," said Sawako. "No push-ups this time."
The band sighed with relief, Yui in particular. Ever since Sawako had gone drill sergeant, the guitarist had been learning the hard way that a diet of 90 percent sugar wasn't ideal for staying in shape.
"This song is my favourite so far!" said Jun, who said that about all of Mio's songs. "Did you really write this all by yourself, senior?"
Mio blushed. "Yes. It's nothing special..."
"Unless you mean like Special-Olympics special," muttered Ritsu.
Neither of the bassists heard that, but Azusa did. "Whoa!" she said, aghast.
"Oh, relax. It's not offensive if I say it." Ritsu patted one of her casts.
"Yes it is!"
"No it's not." She patted the other one.
"Yes it is! It would only be okay for you to say that if you really <
The final chord of "My Love is a Stapler" echoed through the music room, and as one, the six members of After-School Tea Time held their breath and waited for the verdict.
"That was better," said Sawako. "No push-ups this time."
The band sighed with relief, Yui in particular. Ever since Sawako had gone drill sergeant, the guitarist had been learning the hard way that a diet of 90 percent sugar wasn't ideal for staying in shape.
"This song is my favourite so far!" said Jun, who said that about all of Mio's songs. "Did you really write this all by yourself, senior?"
Mio blushed. "Yes. It's nothing special..."
"Unless you mean like Special-Olympics special," muttered Ritsu.
Neither of the bassists heard that, but Azusa did. "Whoa!" she said, aghast.
"Oh, relax. It's not offensive if I say it." Ritsu patted one of her casts.
"Yes it is!"
"No it's not." She patted the other one.
"Yes it is! It would only be okay for you to say that if you really <
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The Obsidian Prince had been very patient. For three hundred years, he had awaited the next HiME Festival — his next chance to change the world. Meticulous planning and manipulation on a scale that few mortals could even comprehend, all working toward one goal: the selection of one woman of perfect power, strength, and determination, the only one worthy to usher in the new world at his side.
"Frankly," he told the red-haired delinquent that Nagi had brought to meet him, "I expected better."
Nao snorted rudely. "You and me both. What's the deal with —"
"Silence. Is this a trick? Are you here as part of some plan?"
"Yeah, your plan. What are you complaining about? Nagi laid it out for us: we kill each other's Childs, winner gets badass power. I'm the winner. Gimme."
"This is ridiculous," the Prince growled to Nagi. "Her? This low-class whelp defeated Kiyohime? Kagutsuchi? Miroku?"
Nagi shrugged. "I know, right? I had her pegged for sixth place or so. Funn
"Frankly," he told the red-haired delinquent that Nagi had brought to meet him, "I expected better."
Nao snorted rudely. "You and me both. What's the deal with —"
"Silence. Is this a trick? Are you here as part of some plan?"
"Yeah, your plan. What are you complaining about? Nagi laid it out for us: we kill each other's Childs, winner gets badass power. I'm the winner. Gimme."
"This is ridiculous," the Prince growled to Nagi. "Her? This low-class whelp defeated Kiyohime? Kagutsuchi? Miroku?"
Nagi shrugged. "I know, right? I had her pegged for sixth place or so. Funn
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Washington, D.C.
The Oval Office was even bigger than Mio had expected. She stared in amazement, trying to take it all in. This was one of the last places in the world she'd ever expected to be.
Movement drew her attention, and Mio realized a man was stepping towards her. She froze with panic. It's really him. It's the president!
Indeed it was. Mio had seen him on the news, but in person was another story. For a girl who still found bus drivers a little intimidating, being in the presence of the leader of the free world was right off the charts. He only had a few inches on her, but to Mio, he might as well have been fifty feet tall.
The president, for his part, was perfectly at ease. He smiled warmly at Mio and extended his hand. "Miss Akiyama. Thank you for coming."
Mio jumped back and bowed so low she nearly snapped in half. "I am honoured, Mr. Sir President Obama-dono! Sir!"
"It's okay," said the president, holding back a chuckle. "We're friends he
The Oval Office was even bigger than Mio had expected. She stared in amazement, trying to take it all in. This was one of the last places in the world she'd ever expected to be.
Movement drew her attention, and Mio realized a man was stepping towards her. She froze with panic. It's really him. It's the president!
Indeed it was. Mio had seen him on the news, but in person was another story. For a girl who still found bus drivers a little intimidating, being in the presence of the leader of the free world was right off the charts. He only had a few inches on her, but to Mio, he might as well have been fifty feet tall.
The president, for his part, was perfectly at ease. He smiled warmly at Mio and extended his hand. "Miss Akiyama. Thank you for coming."
Mio jumped back and bowed so low she nearly snapped in half. "I am honoured, Mr. Sir President Obama-dono! Sir!"
"It's okay," said the president, holding back a chuckle. "We're friends he
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Chapter 4: Can't Fight This Feeling
Five minutes ago, Jun had burst in and announced her intention to join the light music club. Three minutes ago, most of the club members had decided she was serious. One minute ago, she had convinced Azusa that it wasn't a prank and she really was serious, honest. Probably.
Now, Jun was hanging out by the instruments with Ui while everyone else huddled around the tea table in conference.
"I vote no," said Ritsu.
Mio glared at her. "How long have we been trying to get new members for this club? And now one comes right through our door and you object!"
"At any other time, this would be awesome. But now?" Ritsu shook her head. "This is how it goes wrong in the movies. The caper always falls apart when you take on somebody who's not in on it."
"A band is not a caper!"
"But our concert plan essentially is," said Tsumugi. "Ricchan has a point."
"Then this is one more good reason to drop the whole thing!" Mio threw up her hands.
Five minutes ago, Jun had burst in and announced her intention to join the light music club. Three minutes ago, most of the club members had decided she was serious. One minute ago, she had convinced Azusa that it wasn't a prank and she really was serious, honest. Probably.
Now, Jun was hanging out by the instruments with Ui while everyone else huddled around the tea table in conference.
"I vote no," said Ritsu.
Mio glared at her. "How long have we been trying to get new members for this club? And now one comes right through our door and you object!"
"At any other time, this would be awesome. But now?" Ritsu shook her head. "This is how it goes wrong in the movies. The caper always falls apart when you take on somebody who's not in on it."
"A band is not a caper!"
"But our concert plan essentially is," said Tsumugi. "Ricchan has a point."
"Then this is one more good reason to drop the whole thing!" Mio threw up her hands.
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Chapter 3: Defying Gravity
Dawn hadn't quite broken, but Sawako was already at school — with Tsumugi, whom she'd asked to come in early for a special meeting.
"So that's my idea for your gimmick," finished Sawako. "Now be honest — would doing this upset you? If so, I'll understand."
Tsumugi was silent. Sawako could see her eyes starting to well up with tears.
Uh oh, the teacher thought. "I'm sorry! I won't make you do it. Forget I even —"
The blonde shook her head firmly. "I'm... I'm just so happy..."
"Oh." Whew.
"This is something I never even dreamed could happen. I've never been so touched..." She rubbed the tears from her eyes. "Of course I'll do it, Teacher! It will be an honour!"
In every life, there are key points of decision — moments when our future hinges on the choice we make. Sawako didn't realize it, but she had just hit one of those moments.
She could tell that something about Tsumugi's reaction was... off. The girl was far too
Dawn hadn't quite broken, but Sawako was already at school — with Tsumugi, whom she'd asked to come in early for a special meeting.
"So that's my idea for your gimmick," finished Sawako. "Now be honest — would doing this upset you? If so, I'll understand."
Tsumugi was silent. Sawako could see her eyes starting to well up with tears.
Uh oh, the teacher thought. "I'm sorry! I won't make you do it. Forget I even —"
The blonde shook her head firmly. "I'm... I'm just so happy..."
"Oh." Whew.
"This is something I never even dreamed could happen. I've never been so touched..." She rubbed the tears from her eyes. "Of course I'll do it, Teacher! It will be an honour!"
In every life, there are key points of decision — moments when our future hinges on the choice we make. Sawako didn't realize it, but she had just hit one of those moments.
She could tell that something about Tsumugi's reaction was... off. The girl was far too
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Chapter 2: Don't Make Me Over
"The world," announced Sawako the next day, "loves an underdog."
She paused for dramatic effect. The club members waited, trying to hide their nervousness. As far as they could tell, Sawako hadn't even brought the glasses this time.
"Now, you're underdogs already because you never practice. But the audience and judges won't know that. Or at least they'd damn well better not."
All five girls shrank back from her glare. Azusa had to fight the urge to dig a hole and hide in it.
"But Regionals are only a month away, and even if you practice nonstop, you won't legitimately be the best band there. You're good, but not that good. So we need to score you some sympathy points — give you a little boost."
"How do we do that?" asked Mio.
"We're going to create the impression of certain... weaknesses. The kind that aren't your own stupid fault. The kind people will sympathize with. We're going to make you a scrappy team of misfit
"The world," announced Sawako the next day, "loves an underdog."
She paused for dramatic effect. The club members waited, trying to hide their nervousness. As far as they could tell, Sawako hadn't even brought the glasses this time.
"Now, you're underdogs already because you never practice. But the audience and judges won't know that. Or at least they'd damn well better not."
All five girls shrank back from her glare. Azusa had to fight the urge to dig a hole and hide in it.
"But Regionals are only a month away, and even if you practice nonstop, you won't legitimately be the best band there. You're good, but not that good. So we need to score you some sympathy points — give you a little boost."
"How do we do that?" asked Mio.
"We're going to create the impression of certain... weaknesses. The kind that aren't your own stupid fault. The kind people will sympathize with. We're going to make you a scrappy team of misfit
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Chapter 1: Gives You HellNone shall know the day or the hour, and Sawako Yamanaka was no exception.
The sound of the bell that day filled her with delight. She'd put in a hard day's work; it was finally time for her sweet reward. She tidied her desk, packed up her things, and headed for the door of the teachers' offices. She had almost made it when the hammer dropped.
"Oh, Sawako," said Principal Yamada, peeking out his office door. "Wait a moment, please."
"Yes, sir?"
"It's nothing important, I just thought I would come with you today. I have a little time and I've been meaning to take a look at this light music club of yours."
Sawako froze solid.
"You seem very happy with these students," continued the principal as he put on his suit coat. "They must be talented. I'd like to hear them play."
Just leave, Sawako told herself. If you're fast enough, he'll think you didn't hear... no, no, no good. I already answered him. Stupid!
"Shall we go?" he asked, shutting his
The sound of the bell that day filled her with delight. She'd put in a hard day's work; it was finally time for her sweet reward. She tidied her desk, packed up her things, and headed for the door of the teachers' offices. She had almost made it when the hammer dropped.
"Oh, Sawako," said Principal Yamada, peeking out his office door. "Wait a moment, please."
"Yes, sir?"
"It's nothing important, I just thought I would come with you today. I have a little time and I've been meaning to take a look at this light music club of yours."
Sawako froze solid.
"You seem very happy with these students," continued the principal as he put on his suit coat. "They must be talented. I'd like to hear them play."
Just leave, Sawako told herself. If you're fast enough, he'll think you didn't hear... no, no, no good. I already answered him. Stupid!
"Shall we go?" he asked, shutting his
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The world gets smaller every day, but the Pacific Ocean is still wide. After-School Tea Time were in the air for nearly ten hours on their flight back from San Francisco. That didn't make much difference to them, though. After playing till 2 AM, doing three encores, and even making a special appearance at the afterparty (or "ho-kago party", as the fans insisted on calling it), the girls wouldn't have woken up if their plane had crashed into Mt. Fuji.
It didn't, of course. Only the finest pilots were trusted with Mr. Kotobuki's personal Lear jet – let alone his precious daughter. The plane landed so softly that the birds in the next lane didn't bother flying off.
Tsumugi's internal clock, trained over a lifetime of global tourism, nudged her awake. She roused her bandmates, and together they disembarked.
Ritsu took a deep, satisfying breath. "Ahhh! The air of Japan! We're home!" She was no longer wearing the paper bag – she hadn't dared ask Mio directly, but she'd removed it s
It didn't, of course. Only the finest pilots were trusted with Mr. Kotobuki's personal Lear jet – let alone his precious daughter. The plane landed so softly that the birds in the next lane didn't bother flying off.
Tsumugi's internal clock, trained over a lifetime of global tourism, nudged her awake. She roused her bandmates, and together they disembarked.
Ritsu took a deep, satisfying breath. "Ahhh! The air of Japan! We're home!" She was no longer wearing the paper bag – she hadn't dared ask Mio directly, but she'd removed it s
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On the final day of After-School Tea Time's San Francisco tour, the afternoon saw Yui, Ritsu, Tsumugi, and Azusa in one last practice session before the grand finale.
It was going as well as could be expected. Something was missing, and it wasn't just the bass line and lead vocals. The girls were playing just fine; after five years, they knew what they were doing. But emotionally, spiritually, they were drained.
They got through their usual numbers without incident, but silence fell when they finished playing. There was an awkwardness between them that this group had never felt before. No one quite knew what to say.
"Once more for each?" suggested Azusa halfheartedly.
Ritsu sighed. "What's the point? We're ready. We've done all we can without knowing Mio's plans, and who knows what those will be."
"If she comes," said Tsumugi sadly.
Yui was on the brink of tears. She couldn't stand seeing her friends like this. In the past, whenever one of them had a problem, the rest wou
It was going as well as could be expected. Something was missing, and it wasn't just the bass line and lead vocals. The girls were playing just fine; after five years, they knew what they were doing. But emotionally, spiritually, they were drained.
They got through their usual numbers without incident, but silence fell when they finished playing. There was an awkwardness between them that this group had never felt before. No one quite knew what to say.
"Once more for each?" suggested Azusa halfheartedly.
Ritsu sighed. "What's the point? We're ready. We've done all we can without knowing Mio's plans, and who knows what those will be."
"If she comes," said Tsumugi sadly.
Yui was on the brink of tears. She couldn't stand seeing her friends like this. In the past, whenever one of them had a problem, the rest wou
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Dinner was finished, and the girls had to head home. Tsumugi had offered to pay for a cab ride, and Lil had gratefully accepted; Rai, who lived very close to the restaurant, had opted to walk instead. The three of them were at the curb saying their goodbyes.
"It's been awesome, Tsumugi," said Rai. "Thanks so much!"
"Think nothing of it," she said. Her hands were clasped in front of her chest; she seemed tense, as if expecting something big.
"So, uh... goodnight."
"Goodnight. Don't forget to say goodnight to Lil!"
"Right." She turned to her girlfriend. "Call you tomorrow, babe."
"You know it." They hugged, then separated.
Rai was already turning around when she felt Tsumugi gripping her upper arm. "It's okay!" she said. "Don't be shy! You two can be affectionate in front of me!"
"You're... you're hurting my arm..."
"Sorry." Tsumugi let go.
Rai looked at Lil. She shrugged, and the two of them kissed.
Tsumugi's eyes went wide.
Wider.
And after a moment... her smile faded.
Mio didn't turn
"It's been awesome, Tsumugi," said Rai. "Thanks so much!"
"Think nothing of it," she said. Her hands were clasped in front of her chest; she seemed tense, as if expecting something big.
"So, uh... goodnight."
"Goodnight. Don't forget to say goodnight to Lil!"
"Right." She turned to her girlfriend. "Call you tomorrow, babe."
"You know it." They hugged, then separated.
Rai was already turning around when she felt Tsumugi gripping her upper arm. "It's okay!" she said. "Don't be shy! You two can be affectionate in front of me!"
"You're... you're hurting my arm..."
"Sorry." Tsumugi let go.
Rai looked at Lil. She shrugged, and the two of them kissed.
Tsumugi's eyes went wide.
Wider.
And after a moment... her smile faded.
Mio didn't turn
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Evening was turning to night, and Mio was turning to despair.
She'd recovered shortly after getting back to her hotel room (but not before another stairathon... she'd be feeling that tomorrow). In the hours since then, she'd been wracking her traumatized brain for song ideas, but all she had was a blank page.
Hmm... blank page... something about paper...?
"There's no point!" she yelled, crumpling up the page. No matter what she wrote, no matter how innocent the subject, their "fans" would find a way to twist it. They were like conspiracy theorists. Show them a verified, authentic picture of the moon landing, and they would use it to prove the moon was a lesbian.
Mio slumped on the desk. What am I going to do?
A familiar ringtone interrupted her depression. She found where she'd tossed her phone on the way in and opened it up. "Hi, Yui."
"Hi! Feeling better?"
"Not much."
"Great!" She's not listening. Big surprise... "Is Ricchan with you?"
The name clenched Mio's fist. "She
She'd recovered shortly after getting back to her hotel room (but not before another stairathon... she'd be feeling that tomorrow). In the hours since then, she'd been wracking her traumatized brain for song ideas, but all she had was a blank page.
Hmm... blank page... something about paper...?
"There's no point!" she yelled, crumpling up the page. No matter what she wrote, no matter how innocent the subject, their "fans" would find a way to twist it. They were like conspiracy theorists. Show them a verified, authentic picture of the moon landing, and they would use it to prove the moon was a lesbian.
Mio slumped on the desk. What am I going to do?
A familiar ringtone interrupted her depression. She found where she'd tossed her phone on the way in and opened it up. "Hi, Yui."
"Hi! Feeling better?"
"Not much."
"Great!" She's not listening. Big surprise... "Is Ricchan with you?"
The name clenched Mio's fist. "She
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Mio slumped into a chair backstage, exhausted but satisfied. "I think we've finally done it," she said.
"We've definitely done something," Azusa replied.
"I like being a boy!" exclaimed Yui. "Big hands are so much better for holding the strings down!"
Azusa sighed. "For the last time, you haven't actually turned male."
"Are you calling me unmanly?" she thundered. "Ha! Watch me lift these boxes!"
Even the strongest believer in free will would have admitted that the events of the next few seconds -- namely Yui doing several hundred dollars of property damage and bruising her behind -- were predestined and unavoidable.
Tsumugi returned from the coat locker holding a headband. "Here you go, Ricchan."
"Thanks!" Ritsu slapped it back on her head. "That feels better. I don't know about Yui, but I'm all woman."
Mio burst out laughing.
"Hey!" yelled Ritsu. "Exactly what's so funny?"
"Sorry... it's just... all woman..."
"Stop laughing at that!"
Mio wiped a tear from her eye.
"We've definitely done something," Azusa replied.
"I like being a boy!" exclaimed Yui. "Big hands are so much better for holding the strings down!"
Azusa sighed. "For the last time, you haven't actually turned male."
"Are you calling me unmanly?" she thundered. "Ha! Watch me lift these boxes!"
Even the strongest believer in free will would have admitted that the events of the next few seconds -- namely Yui doing several hundred dollars of property damage and bruising her behind -- were predestined and unavoidable.
Tsumugi returned from the coat locker holding a headband. "Here you go, Ricchan."
"Thanks!" Ritsu slapped it back on her head. "That feels better. I don't know about Yui, but I'm all woman."
Mio burst out laughing.
"Hey!" yelled Ritsu. "Exactly what's so funny?"
"Sorry... it's just... all woman..."
"Stop laughing at that!"
Mio wiped a tear from her eye.
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Replifresh: Makes All the Girls Go Maverick!
MeMiMouse
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BAD BAD METTAURS
ultimatemaverickx
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X and Zero vs Metal Shark Player
innovator123
431
84
here comes the arm
mcnostril
26
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Tribute to Oum
Quirkilicious
12,748
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Palpatine's Kitchen
TricksyWizard
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The Dream Team
Garth2The2ndPower
92
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deviantID
CommodoreZeke
Zeke
Canada
| I'm Zeke. I run FiveMinute.net, a parody site. I'll be using this dA mostly for short pieces that don't fit well there (although there may be some overlap). |
Okay, I'm fine with llamas. But why did I just get a dozen of them in one day from people I've never heard of?
- Z
- Z
I understand your pain so much.
I hope you'll continue enjoy and support my art! <3