Posts by Mako

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    #CUTESTKILLER






    OH GOD.


    KILL LA KILL ARMY RISES
    She needs a fight club omfg u are all in
    LIKE; SERIOUSLY. U DON'T EVEN NEED A NEW OC


    JUST JOIN HER FIGHT CLUB

    OMFG
    IMAGINE A NAME LIKE
    SCHOOL ANARCHY OR AMERICAN ULTRA XD



    "C'MERE KID."
    "What is it sir?"
    "YOU'RE DOING WONDERFUL. YOU'RE MOM MUST BE REALLY PROUD."
    "T-THANK YOU SIR."





    ++


    Oh, I like Warsymphonies

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    A young brown furred apprentice sat at the border. She was dressed up like a gang leader. She was a gang leader. Respected. She had a string of hay in her mouth. Adjusting her hat, the young apprentice lifted her gaze, a wide smile on her maw. "Hello! My names Public enemy~! Here to join!" She clearly had a happy and bubbly demeanor, despite her rather intimidating gear. Gear that looked kinda silly on such a innocent looking cat.


    All her close friends called her Mako; though this name was so much better for a boss like herself. She was a total boss.


    She had a gang. She was horribly scatterbrained however; and literally had no idea where they where. She probably wouldn't remember them if she saw them anyways. She wasn't good at remembering faces. You could call her clueless. Though, it seemed it went deeper like that.


    Either it was just a fluffy smol trying to act tough, or a rough and tumbled child who was legit.




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    "You're...kind of a baby." She commented absentmindedly. She padded a bit closer, inspecting him. "If you didn't hear me- My names PE. Nice to meet you Dixen!" She held out a small paw, before turning her gaze to Pearl. 'O-Oh! And I'm happy to meet you to pearl!"


    Oh! New voice alert! Chasingpaw. Now he seemed cool! 'Woah, a body guard? Thats pretty cool! Does that mean you're into fighting?" She totally had half a mind to throw money at him and try to buy his services. A body guard would make her look all the more legit.



    I s2g that is something she has to say



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    Public @ Dixon: IM GUNNA MAKE A MAN OUT OF YOU. NOW...DROP AND GIVE ME 20!!!


    Public is going to publicly be all lovey dovey and gwomp Americankit 'There u are my sweet disciple'
    AND; SHE WILL BE HELLA DOWN WITH A ROBOT ASSISTANT.



    i hope u be speakin' of kill la kill XD



    AND OMG
    she'd try it to; and wave accidentally knock someone out with it
    "MERI QUICK; H-HIDE THE BODY!"
    "YES MA'AM"
    *bOTH PANICING*

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    "You know..." Something from Hopeless, it sparked something in Public. She was perfect! "Do you want to work for me?" She pulled out a wad of 20 dollar bills. Human currency. A big goofy smile pasted on her face.


    Her gaze turned to Chasingpaw, holding the same smile, boundless enthusiasm.
    "LIVE TO FIGHT, LIVE TO DIE YOUNG!" She recited the words with a burning passion. "This is the motto of the fight club, our code. I like your spunk Chasingpaw! I think you have what it takes."


    She trailed off, forgetting what she was going to say next.



    //SCREAMING
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