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(My role as comic relief is a fun one.)
Picassa shook his head. "You both realize now would be perfect to attack?"
Geez, some people get so distracted these days.

(...I was reading this briefly and I saw the word "puke" a few times. You guys are so weird sometimes. I'll just let Koi and Mex roleplay for a bit until I jump in).

(Ohmigod, I just logged in to see the past few pages and I almost laughed myself silly xD Wow, guys. You really made my day.)

Raveve had been standing innocently on the sidelines when he smelled something strange. The dwarf turned around, just in time to see three Kerons huddled nearby. Was that puke on the ground? Oh, God. If he had a nose, he'd wrinkle it.

He ran over to them, and said in the best detached voice he could, "Need any help, comrade?"

(Let's see.. I introduced a new character, Jiroro, to the roleplay and he will be assisting Fyruru. Kuroro and his platoon were destroying Hawaii, killing thousands of civilians. Fabubu is 'bad' again.
Also, there is a lot of vomit.. )

(Can you go ahead and delete my OOC post for me someone? I have to get offline as soon as I post this. Im just going to bring Kitata and Jokiki in randomly. If Im correct the Kuroro platoon is fighting the Fyruru platoon. As soon as I get some interaction, I'll be back in like before. xD Im slow guys, sorry. Just pretend Kitata was there the entire time, same with Jokiki.
This post will be short, I have to rush off. The grammar might not be that great either.)

Kitata glared at him, her eyes in a deep glare as he pulled his cards up once again.
Jokiki gave a brief cackle. "You come for another game I see?"
She tensed, pulling her hand to her scarf as she was strayed from everyone else. The same situation was with Jokiki.

"If you believe your going to use that same pretty little card trick on me, you're wrong."

Jokiki cackled madly at her. "Sad, I was supposed to leave you to Picassa, but I just can't help myself."

"No- Wait! Stay the hell back!"
Picassa puked a few more times, and stood up, wiping his mouth with his handing and wiping his hand off on Rololo's bandana.
"You guys were too slow."
He stood next to Raveve, now serious about this fight. No one makes him puke during a fight. And he meant it.

Kitata felt her calves stiffin as if she was going to pounce on the fool infront of her. The insane Keronjin didn't hesitate to start his game. Despite Kitata's great intelligence and brute strength for a female keronjin, Jokiki's games were to die for...litterally.
With a flick of his hand he quickly threw two dice on the floor. They rolled as Jokiki gave a deviant grin. He had some new tricks up his sleeve for this woman, and despite Fabubu's warnings. He was going to make sure he skinned her to the bone.
Kitata was indeed... a horrible distraction. Even he knew his master knew this. She might of been a liability to the roots of Fyruru's platoon, but he just wanted to kill something. Kitata was sadly the closest thing.

Kitata had some tricks of her own. Quickly pulling out the smoke bombs out from under her scarf, she started a battle plan she has always been successful with. That was until she felt her skin peirced again.

It almost seemed impossible to even fight Jokiki, he always attacked with a invisible ironic force. Quickly grabbing a gun, she shot at him. Only to feel the same bullet penitrate her skin. Alone with her platoon fighting their own battles; she feared death was really her fate.

Rololo just stared at Picassa as he used his bandana to clean himself. He then pushed himself up, quickly giving his entire body a shake, in hopes to remove the vomit all over him. "I feel so friggin' dirty! I can't fight like that!" he said, looking around. "I'll be back! I need to - Peh! - wash myself..." and with that, he ran down the volcano in hopes to find some fresh water.

Fabubu eyes peered over to Kitata's and Jokiki's direction. His eyes widen a bit after again, laying eyes on Kitata. His heart sank again but he quickly shook his head. "I can't betray my platoon...but I can't let her die...what do I do." he thought, closing his eyes.

He opened his eyes again and watched Kitata fight Jokiki, deciding. Waiting.

Kitata froze and refused to fall to the ground. Holding her hand to the wound, she hissed words at him, spatting insults of hatred. "You're just a dumb little idiot. Why is it everytime I fight you theres some unkown force. You play your games dirty and cheat. Its not a fair game."

Jokiki hesitated and started to shuffle his cards. "My dear ironicly not mellow yellow. It is indeed fair, you just can't figure out the game. Use your wits. Even if you do get that far, I have other tricks to share."

She glared at him and pulled the gun to her eyes again, shooting. Feeling the same bullet penitrate her. "THE LAWS OF PHYSICS MEET MY BELIEFS." Kitata yelled it at the top of her lungs, she refused to believe her own bullet was hitting her. This was a illusion, it had to be.
Kitata aimed for Jokiki's head, and he cackled once again.

"Aim there and you'll make my job easy." She hesitated but took the shot only to move her aim lower to the chest area, he was correct. Kitata let out a gasp as the bullet fell infront of her. Glancing at the blood painting her hand.

Wing pack turning on and with the little energy she had left, she went to lunge for Jokiki. Only to fall flat on her face, shivering. How could he twist science itself? It was like she was in a madhouse, almost like she was prey.


Kitata knew she was going to die, but her hopes had faded so much... she wasn't suprised.

(Another sketch of Kitata. xD It has more in it, but I wanted to show you this. Her eyes look more dark like this now in my interpertation. Because of the stress level and her depression/mental outbreaks.
Large image, may be heavy on slow computer.)

Fabubu flitched whenever Kitata was hit with her own bullet. He slightly closed his eyes, feeling horrible at this point. It didn't seem fair, he thought. She will surely die if he doesn't step in. But if he does, it may be a death sentence for himself.

His eyes then shot wide open, almost flickering. He quickly ran up to Jokiki and used his full strength and body weight to push him down, away from Kitata. It finally hit him; do you fight for friends or those you hate?

Fabubu immediately got up, spreading his claws. Enough was enough, he thought. If he was going to die, he'll die with pride.