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Totonyaa (from Ososan) + Paludusa (from Kid Icarus Uprising)
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moar ships I like
Totonyaa (from Ososan) + Paludusa (from Kid Icarus Uprising)
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Palutena: Just admit you made a mistake!
Bayonetta, drinking her coffee: I actually prefer it with salt.
Bayonetta: Take me to an art museum and make out with me.
Palutena: But they said not to touch the masterpieces.
Bayonetta, winking: Well, somebody’s gotta pin the artwork to the wall.
…
Fox: This is Fox. Yup, those two are making out in the east wing again. You know which two.
Palutena: I like my coffee like I like my girls, black and gay
Bayonetta: Ok, we both know you don’t have any preference in girls, but how can coffee be gay?
Palutena: *holds up a phial of glitter with a smirk before pouring it into the coffee*
Imagine Palutena having crushes on people like Ganondorf or Dracula (bad boys make her knees WEAK)
*Gabriel Belmont is dressed up in a 40′s biker outfit*
Gabriel: Palutena… my dear… is this really necessary-
Palutena, taking photos while drooling: YES!
Gabriel: *sighs and begins to comb his hair backard*
*Ganondorf and Palutena are working together to hunt down some rogue demons whom they have just cornered*
Ganondorf: Generally you have three choices in this matter. You can surrender and I destroy you. Or you can put up a pitiful form of resistance… and I’ll destroy you.
Palutena: *already gaining a hungry look in her eyes* Choose the second option. I IMPLORE you.
Bayonetta: There is only one law I care about is the law of my own heart. Any one else who tries to impose their will on me will be reminded of this in… shall we say… a brutal fashion.
Palutena: I was straight as spaghetti this morning but now I’m wet.
Zelda: So let me get this straight. You’re dating not one… not two… but THREE beings of ultimate demonic power!?
Palutena, trying to hide her photos of Gabriel, Ganondorf, and Bayonetta behind her back: … … … maybe?
I see your 'Palutena couldn't handle TWO beings of unfathomable darkness' and raise you a 'Maybe, but that won't stop her b/c screw you.' (Pit, meanwhile, is off alternating between 'screaming about her bad taste in both men and women' and 'telling them that if they ever break her heart they won't live to regret it.')
The sight of Pit slumped over a bottle of whiskey was an unusual sight for anyone to see, and Little Mac was no exception. The poor angel looked ready to keel over from his state, and Mac felt the need to help.
“Hey buddy. How are you?” asked Mac as gently as he could.
Pit glared at him. “Don’t ask stupid questions ya idjit.” ground out the angel.
Blowing out a sigh Mac ordered a round of his own from the Wireframe manning the bar. “Alright Chicken Wing, I’ll bite. What brought you to good old Jack Daniels for help.” asked the boxer, reverting to his typical brusque manner of speaking.
Pit looked up at him with bloodshot eyes. “It’s Lady Palutena.” he said in a strained voice.
Mac frowned. “Big Mama Chicken Wing? What about her?”
Pit laughed sardonically, a disturbing sound coming from the usually innocent angel. “She started dating.” he snarled, taking another swig of his drink.
Mac laughed. “That’s what got ya all twisted up Chicken Wing? She’s agrown woman- Goddess. It’s great news that she’s finally get out there.” he said cheerfully.
Pit let out a bark of laughter. “That’s what I said. But then… then she told me who she was dating. Both of them.”
Mac started a little at that. “Two at once? Ring-a ding-ding, didn’t think she had it in her.” he grinned. “So, who’re the lucky guys?”
Pit started laughing. Hysterical, demented laughter that put Mac on edge. That was not the laughter of a stable individual. “Two… two… two evils.” muttered Pit under his breath.
“Uh Pit.” said Mac nervously, “You’re starting to-”
“IT’S GANONDORF AND BAYONETTA!” Pit suddenly screamed, shaking Little MAc by the shoulders. “MY GODDESS IS DATING NOT ONE, BUT TWO BEINGS OF ULTIMATE EVIL!” Screamed the Angel. “Be the Goddesses Guardian, they said It’ll be easy, they said. SHE HAS THE SELF PRESERVATION INSTINCTS OF A SQUIRREL ON COCAINE!”
Mac, however, didn’t hear. He was far too lost in the perverted images of Palutena and Bayonetta.