Kaoru Hitachiin
19 December 2018 @ 10:12 am
So, I've been working a lot lately and it slowly got me thinking about something else. So I have a question for all of you.

Do people here know what a Host Club is? I ask for a reason of something I am considering, but I think people might think of it differently.

oh, also for the holiday's outfits designed by Devilish Designs will have 30% off until the new year. As much as I am not usually one to do something like that, I figured if it draws in business, why not. So let me know if you are interested.

PS. After the snow monsters is everyone okay?
 
 
Beauty Queen Etna
19 December 2018 @ 12:19 pm
[When the feed starts, a rather annoyed looking face belonging to someone who seems to be wearing far too little clothing considering the weather looking into the camera.]

Alright, I gotta admit, this was a fun prank, guys. Ha ha, strand Etna out on some backwater nexus world or whatever this place passes as, but fun's over.

I know the Senate or the Prinny Squad is watching so... GET OFF YOUR LAZY BUTTS AND COME PICK ME UP!

For every hour I'm stuck here, I'm deducting a century's salary for the Prinny Squad. So hop to--

[She's cut off mid sentence as a snowball comes flying out of nowhere and hits Etna right in the face.]

Oh you are SO dead!
 
 
invented_misery
19 December 2018 @ 12:50 pm
These monsters are destroyed by stale fruitcakes! [This from a happy Violet since its an on the fly discovery thanks to needing ammo]

Fast and cheap source for more?
 
 
lordofterror
19 December 2018 @ 11:49 pm
Action:

[During the day on the 17th, there would be multiple sightings of a decidedly under-dressed-for-the-weather kid getting into scraps with snow monsters.

...which in this case means punching them or headbutting them or biting them or exploding in huge fire tornadoes, and not really seeming any the worse for wear, so much as increasingly annoyed, aside from the occasional bout of tiny evil cackling after destroying his enemies. Don't mind him, he's just assuming that's how this world is going to be all the time. It seems only natural, after all.

At least, until someone grabs his attention.
]



Network:

[Not one to ask for help or admit to needing it, it doesn't even really occur to him to use the network until that evening, and frankly he's annoyed at having to rely on a piece of obviously human-style technology, anyway.]

This is how humans talk to each other? You'd look tiny on this. I'd look tiny on this!

[Judging by his background he's probably pretty small to begin with, but whatever.]

Whatever. This is King Laharl, Overlord of the Netherworld speaking. However the hell I got here, I'm going to need vassals. As long as you don't screw up, you'll be treated well: you get to start out at 1% of all the plunder you can get your hands on, and I probably won't need much cannon fodder, around here. You can start lining up right away.