You rolled for 4.
@sterben rolled for 1.
It seems that you guys have fallen into their trap, they knew they didn't need guards to help them to defeat you two, that is why
@EOTFOFYL uses his
Domain Expansion.
you said.
You think i think?
I don't think because you think
I like haiku.
@EOTFOFYL live reaction
he knows that you will meet your demise.
@bigtiddyoneesan
You'll taste my revenge, bro.
Hold your anus.
@EOTFOFYL rolled 14. He jumped towards you with a hard kick to your stomach and you got pushed so far.
Meanwhile
@sterben is having a hard time against
@Fishman, because one and only his weakness is against yuri. Then suddenly Fishman shows his collection of yuri to sterben. sterven get a debuff and cringed all over the place. sterven trying to pray to the god of tiddies to help him to get out of such heresy.
After showing his collection of yuri Fishman use his fishes skill. he rolled 14, his fishes skill scratch sterben's left leg, it's just a scratch, yet it feels there's something with his skill. (you decide the name of the skill
@Fishhman)
As the fight continues intensely someone from the castle observing the situation and laughs with his evil tone.
i clutch my tummy and wince in pain, both from EOTFOFYL's kick and the shame from my abysmal haiku. could this be it for me? my body and spirit have never been pushed this far before; in fact, i've lived a relatively comfortable life up until now. but here, in EOTFOFYL's domain, the situation looks as grim as my 13th birthday party.
the camera repeatedly swaps through three different angles as i slowly rise to my feet and steady my resolve. EOTFOFYL stares me down, surely repulsed by the abomination of a haiku i just uttered. i reach into my burgundy gradient satchel and clutch my 270mm COWGIRL FIGURINE FROM GOBLIN SLAYER to ease my nerves. the camera pans to EOTFOFYL, then back to me, then to
@EOTFOFYL again — but now zoomed in 1.2x, and his brow is slightly furrowed. the camera pans to me once more. i wait for it to pan back to EOTFOFYL, but to no avail — the cameraman must be waiting on me to actually do something. i sigh deeply. it seems i have no choice but to use
that secret ability given to me by
that person at
that time. i clasp my hands together and close my eyes...
a text box appears on the screen that reads (THREE YEARS AGO)
SCENE: sterben (known at the time as
@sterven) and i are seated at a table in a ritzy tavern, chatting about our most recent defaultbro hunt. 'they' (idk who) say that over 70 percent of communication is nonverbal. while i can't say (pun) how true that is for others, it certainly fits
@sterven and i to a tee; we sit in silence and stare deeply into each other's eyes, not even pausing for a blink break. aside from a few grunts of affirmation here and there, the only sound in the room is the squeaking of
@sterven's chair as he leans back on it (and it's getting really annoying at this point. he's been incessently squeaking that chair for 2 hours now and i bet it's left a serious mark on the floor).
just as i reach inside my burgundy gradient satchel (a different one this time. the gradient is less pronounced, and there's a pin on the side depicting a pixel art rendition of Higuruma Hiromi from
Jujutsu Kaisen. and yeah, he hadn't appeared in the manga yet — the pin was still there) and whip out BORUTO: NARUTO NEXT GENERATIONS – VOLUME 10: THE NEW TEAM SEVEN,
@sterven dramatically turns his head, and by extension, his [
stervGAZE], 35 degrees to his left.
a gust of wind suddenly hits me from behind, almost knocking the socks off my head. an animal with spotless white fur slaps its feet on the table and starts yapping. "QUACK," it articulates, with its caps lock on.
@sterven and i are intellectually stunned for a moment, but then laugh. "QUACK. QUACK." the majestic beast continues, as it waddles towards my BORUTO: NARUTO NEXT GENERATIONS – VOLUME 10: THE NEW TEAM SEVEN and nonchalantly ignites it with a pocket lighter.
@sterv and i continue to laugh.
THE SCENE RETURNS TO THE
PRESENT DAY (not like christmas presents)
"why am i recalling this now?" i think and say aloud at the same time. EOTFOFYL furrows his brow even more — his eyebrows have now reached below his eyes and sort of look like war paint. he opens his mouth to begin his finishing haiku, but is stopped by the shattering of his domain! a pair of pedicured webbed feet blast through the domain's ceiling. it's
@hazzack, here to save the day!
QUACK QUACK QUACK QUACK QUACK
QUACK QUACK QUACK QUACK QUACK QUACK QUACK
QUACK QUACK QUACK QUACK QUACK
EOTFOFYL's domain completely shatters — not only due to hazzquack's kung fu kick, however. written all over EOTFOFYL's face is the fact that the haiku has reached his soul. EOTFOFYL sits on the ground, questioning his actions — his internal monologue undoubtebly in the form of a haiku since he never breaks character.
finally, EOTFOFYL stand ups and faces me. does he want to fight alongside sterb and i in our plight against the titless kingdom?
i roll for int to determine my words to him — to the man i formerly called haikubro.