Anime Mafia 2 - Day Phase 2. Are you confused yet? - Page 13

quote Elliot Gale

Back at the town hall, Elliot Gale ripped the paper of so-called 'pro tips' to shreds, then began preparing a new document for printing. If one must know, he disliked the mix of typed and written material just that much. A rash assumption ran through his head that maybe, just maybe, people would read the new list that he spent all of 2 minutes creating.

1. Cooties
2. Jagen is an amazing unit
3. Winter's coming
4. Deus Ex Machina
5. Come at me bro
6. Someone will be butthurt
7. Augh, it's just like lizards

What is this I don't even

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Something was set off in an ominous cat's head. It had to kill, and it decided that the first victim in its grand plan was to be a lady of red complexion. Opting not to teleport, it instead flew, barreling down on its target's general direction. She came into view, still a mile off. In just a single moment, she'd have been the cat's for the picking, but an angel accosted the red lady first! Blood formed a fountain as her head came clean off, courtesy of a spiked bat. The cat lost interest and flew off to plot its next course of action.

Ok so its an ominous cat that can fly and teleport and likes to kill. I really don't know. The red lady, as I said, could prehaps be Scanty or Kneesocks.

"Oh, no!" the angel cried, "I'm so clumsy! I'm sorry!" As if the red lady even possessed the capability of hearing at that moment. "Pipiru piru piru pipiru pi!" the angel chanted. Just like that, the red lady was once again in one piece.

Naturally, she swore at her assailant, "Who the hell are you? Why would you do something like that to ME, of all people?!"

"Aw, it's alright, isn't it? You're not hurt anymore, right?" the angel replied.

"I suppose that's true, but," the red lady began, though the angel flew away before any chastizing could take place, "hey!!"

Like you can't tell who this is. Dokuro-chan seems to have saved the red lady, in her own way

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A boy sat outside a garage, waiting in secret. He'd been there for hours already, and he was weary and bored of the scenario, to say the least.

"Just how long is this going to take?" he mumbled. The door of the garage flew open.

"Who's out here?" demanded a tall, blonde man, "Spare us both the games. I've had a long day working on my Duel Runner." Leave it to the boy to not check inside the garage before stalking it. As requested, he showed himself.

"Good evening," the boy said awkwardly, "how are you doing tonight?"

"Weren't you listening? I'm tired. You should run on home, now. These streets are dangerous at night."

"I'm afraid I can't do that," the boy's words were tense, "AWAKEN!" A strange field appeared around him and the blonde man.

"What's this? Some kind of magic? What are you driving at, mate?"

"I'm summoning my avatar. Summon!" A miniature version of the boy appeared at his feet, carrying a wooden sword.

"Well if it's a fight you want, then it's a fight you'll get! I'll have you know I was in a gang for awhile."

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Roughly an hour later, the blonde man was dead. While not powerful, the wooden sword landed several, repeated blows, leading to internal bleeding. The man could could have survived this assault if he had known when to give up, but such as it was.

"Rest in peace," the boy solemnly stated, "I only did what I had to do."

In the shadows, the boy was being eyed

JACK ATLUS HAS BEEN KILLED ON MOTORCYCLEEEEEES. I dunno who did it lol, but whoever he is, someone saw it.

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The talents of a spoiled brat had become apparent to a pink haired girl; there was nothing more to do, so she returned to where she was staying in town.

Not long after, that very same spoiled brat found herself being warped to a new place. She had many complaints about the process made her feel, especially since it lead to her being forced out of a boy's head. The boy groaned. A process of that nature didn't happen to be pleasant for him, either, especially since the girl's attendant was dragged along for the ride. Needless to say, the attendant freaked over the absurdity of the situation, and the boy and girl had a long, dull chat from which nothing came.

What.

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Holding a unique cell phone to his ear, a charismatic young man spoke, "Hey, Juiz?"

"What is it, Number 9?" the female voice responded.

"If it's not too much to ask, I'd like you to tell me something about that one angel. You know, the one with the bat."

Akira or whatever is totally asking about Dokuro-chan

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Elsewhere, a goth loli munched away on cannoli, the first of her many sweets for the night. The rest? A total mystery.

Almost certain this is Stocking being a fat bitch as always

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