Kohaku wrote:Any more questions?
*Kureno divebombs into Kohaku from a nearby blimp. There are in fact blimps in here.
Yes. Quite. Shoe size? Proficiency with blackjacks? Urges of the sanguine variety?
I am Kureno. Avatar of Insanity, and his herald.
*Kureno bows, wit'cha mix'd in there somewhere
I recommend that'cha think of everything that keeps you sane.
And throw it out a window.
We seem ta lack windows. Are'cha sellin'windows perchance?
But I digress.
This community will serve you well. Not just a webcomic forum as would appear at first glance. And second. Perhaps third, but no more.
People grow here, learn and develop.
As may you. Feel free ta stay. I require a weekly tribute of ham however. Gork demands ham.
Well, I'll be off. Avoid Mr Meatballs, and take these
*Kureno hands Kohaku a mallet, a voucher, and a hug. Can you be handed a hug?
DO NOT QUESTION THE SQUID.
The Mallet will protect'cha from subterranean'yotes.
The voucher is redeemable fer any amount of socks at'cher local retailer.
The hug? That's merely a method of smearin'cha with superglue. I love the stuff. DOES EVERYTHING.
Sidenote, 'cher DP looks mildly feminine. Which may account fer people's mistakes of'cher gender.
Have fun, try not ta die (respawns cost a fortune) an'cher uniform should be on'cher desk within 3 business days. Hope'cha like purple.
Disclaimer :: Failin'ta succumb ta cancer within 24 hours of this post will result in ownership of'cher soul bein'transferred ta Kureno Teraph fer an indefinite period of time.