Jun 3
"Oh thank fuck, I'm back!"
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Immediately going to carve herself up a new body to wear instead; who knows what that bitch actually did to this one?
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"Oh thank fuck, I'm back!"
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Immediately going to carve herself up a new body to wear instead; who knows what that bitch actually did to this one?
Do you think that it's more wishful thinking than realistic that Naruto only has to talk/yell/beat up his enemies, and poof, they become his allies, no matter what kind of sin they committed? Ex: Sasuke nearly killed Karin, his ally, planned to kill his old teammates+teacher in cold blood & burn his village to the ground. Not to mention Tobi's sins in ~16 years and his mental state, and yet he can be talked down in the matters of minutes.
Anything is possible when the player rolls a natural 20 on their Persuade check at long last. Especially after spending the entire campaign finding ways to buff charisma and get as many situational and roleplaying bonuses as possible for their bewhiskered diplomancer build.
Also, maybe the DM finally gave up the ghost in the face of the inevitable because it was 3 am and well past time for everyone to go home.
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
I don’t think it was terribly realistic, no, but at this point I’m going to taking the Doylist approach. Kishimoto was done with this, dang it.
Meanwhile, up in Heaven, Gina is fluttering around a bonfire-sized cake with the biggest smile possible on her little cheruby dove face.
Sudden, inexplicable fear™️
Ditto.
"Never thought about it with the Princess, and I already had plenty of opportunities with Vaggie while we were married. What's your point?"
Laying on a stolen beach chair on the roof of her apartment, sobbing drunkenly, a half empty wine bottle in one hand and an old photo of Vaggie in the other.
@unit042
She’s panting heavily, and doing her best to keep up with him. When she suggested that they do some “Handler Training” this afternoon, a run of indeterminate length was not what she had pictured.
“Y-Yosuke...” She calls out weakly. “I don’t...I don’t think I can go much farther.”