[spoiler]Holy crap. 500 more posts till we hit the Cap again...Yo ninja. Got everything copy and pasted?[/spoiler]

[b]seems different than usual[/b] [b]a glowing yellow is coming from my body[/b] [b]is playing with Rex by the entrance[/b]

*Plants myself in the middle of a field*

[b]starts dragging Ornsteins body to my ship[/b]

[b]*Begins shipping in alcohol*[/b]

[b]I am near the bottom of the mountain with a shovel, digging something up.[/b] [spoiler]Open[/spoiler]

*Brings a box in* So who dares open it? *Grins* (Opening the spoiler is opening the box) [spoiler]You find a small cat inside eating a box of sushi[/spoiler]

[b]is spending a considerably long time in my quaters.[/b]

*deep breath* It began The same way It ended Let me set the scene, war is a hellish thing Hellish as it's ever been, redefine what hellish means It's Evergreen seeing men killing their fellow beings Unheavenly screams pierced by deafening machines Sacrificing actual lives and recompensed in pennies each Said will this deceptive quest for peace never cease? Did you ever see a friend in need flee in terror, he Ebbed and weaved between threats and pleas, a wretch indeed Wet feet drenched deep in the trench’s heat, each Feverish skeleton trembling and clenching teeth Tell me when the death of a wretch was the centrepiece He’s just another leg wrenched from the centipede A stampede, a legion proceeding when decreed Chevaliers, regulars, levied men of every creed Naïve men of seventeen, each a bel esprit They’ve had their last meal, their blood’s an aperitif A fellow dead at the speed at which he fell off his steed Leaving yet another friend or family member to grieve Pawns on a board where death is the referee A living chess piece that’ll never get to Queen There’s an enemy for every devotee of the regime For whom doing the obscene extreme is routine To then ascend the pecking order ‘til you get to chief Reset the record to the Pleistocene Beads of sweat, heaving chest, don’t forget to breathe It seems to be progressive leads to being regressive beasts The quest to be a better being fettered by aggressive greed Tens of tens of centuries of horrendous deadly deeds A veteran can never rest in peace He’s a revenant, a lesson destined to repeat Repeat He’s a revenant, a lesson destined to repeat A veteran can never rest in peace Tens of tens of centuries of horrendous deadly deeds The quest to be a better being fettered by aggressive greed It seems to be progressive leads to being regressive beasts Beads of sweat, heaving chest, don’t forget to breathe Reset the record to the Pleistocene To then ascend the pecking order ‘til you get to chief For whom doing the obscene extreme is routine There’s an enemy for every devotee of the regime A living chess piece that’ll never get to Queen Pawns on a board where death is the referee Leaving yet another friend or family member to grieve A fellow dead at the speed at which he fell off his steed They’ve had their last meal, their blood’s an aperitif Naïve men of seventeen, each a bel esprit Chevaliers, regulars, levied men of every creed A stampede, a legion proceeding when decreed He’s just another leg wrenched from the centipede Tell me when the death of a wretch was the centrepiece Feverish skeleton trembling and clenching teeth Wet feet drenched deep in the trench’s heat, each Ebbed and weaved between threats and pleas, a wretch indeed Did you ever see a friend in need flee in terror, he Said will this deceptive quest for peace never cease? Sacrificing actual lives and recompensed in pennies each Unheavenly screams pierced by deafening machines It's Evergreen seeing men killing their fellow beings Hellish as it's ever been, redefine what hellish means Let me set the scene, war is a hellish thing It ended The same way It began [spoiler]Open if you want it to be[/spoiler]

440...

[b]the village is ultra busy, bringing supplies. Food and booze for the most part.[/b] Move it up! [b]lego instructs them where to put it on the supply tram.[/b]

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Beware

[b]charges toward VengefulSiren as she is beating the crap out of Ornstein in dragon form[/b] [b]has no clue why she is doing it[/b]

*sits here on the wall waiting for Mexicans* ... 　　( 눈_눈 ) ┳Ｕ┳―┳Ｕ┳ ┻┳┻┳┻┳┻ ┳┻┳┻┳┻┻ ┻┳┻┳┻┳┻ ┳┻┳┻┳┻┻ ┻┳┻┳┻┳┻

[b]Astrid sits on the roof, her legs dangling and watches earth in plain view. She can see each continent clearly, the ones not covered by darkness.[/b] Wow...

100% confused

[b]The Deity gets on the mic.[/b] OKAY MUNCKINS! That's a wrap on the semi-finals! Ya, that last fight kinda blew chunks though. Anyways, judgement is coming. And I'm hiring some of YOU to help me Judge! Ya!

Lenny sends his warmest greetings. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡° )

[b]Ninja and Stratos meet in the arena. The plain arena remains the same. It is just you, your weapons, and your opponent. [i]FIGHT![/i][/b]

[i][b]The heavy sound of leather boots crashing against the Dojo floor emanates from deep inside the heart of the great building. A [url=https://imgur.com/a/mJJq8]lone man[/url] strides throughout the building with a certain aura around him that practically screams how he was experienced. He boasts a [url=https://imgur.com/a/AR8KO]tri-barreled shotgun[/url] in his right hand, with his left one taking the shape of a metal blade, just protruding from deep inside his wrist, reaching his shins. At either side of his body, a [url=https://imgur.com/s9YQawD]revolver[/url] rests in a leather holster. Finally, a [url=https://imgur.com/a/Xhs3O]sniper rifle[/url] rests across his back, the names "Jessica, Diana, Lopez, Quincy and Derek" engraved into the side of the barrel.[/b][/i] ((Open))

[b]Loud sounds of steel against steel is heard from the basement, as well as the screams of something not quite human.[/b]

[u]Po can be seen in the courtyard drawing strange symbols with one hand while reading from an old leather-bound book. The symbols upon further inspection are being drawn with freshly drawn blood. The center of the symbols surround a dead body, seemingly preserved from all outside sources. As he draws more and more symbols, he mutters incomprehensible words and phrases under his breath. [/u] [spoiler]open[/spoiler]

*Sketch is sitting on top of his box watching a puppy chase after a butterfly that somehow got into the Dojo.* [spoiler]Open[/spoiler]

[b]The Deity watches Stratos's and Ninjas fight[/b] UGHHHHHHHH. Come on you two! Let's do some killing! I'm talking to you Stratos! I know your ass is playing Smite right now!