Your little dudes don't look like monsters. They're more like... little assistants? Yeah, sure. That's it. Also, why'd you name them after shounen manga serials?
[PLEASE... give him someone he can talk to about Two Piece, Breach, Maruto. He's dying for intelligent anime discussion.
...]
Is bein' an anomaly a bad thing? I mean, like, if the rest of society sucks major donkey butt, it doesn't mean you gotta be like them, too.
[Hey!!! Dude is a term of endearment to Ryuji. He says it about pretty much everyone.]
So........ the sacred texts are manga.
[Hey, he's not going to complain about that. He loves comics, unapologetically.]
Y'know, you talk like a dark lord and all that shit, but like. You're just a punk like me, huh? The rest of the world's always looked at me and got the wrong kinda impression, but when you just. Like. Accept that about yourself, it's almost like it becomes your own sorta power.
Glad you admitted to bein' a giant otaku it's okay, no big deal man, we can talk about your thoughts on Ruffy later since like, I never got to find out if he escaped Frand Isle and I'm hopin' you're from the future or something
[This is so, so, so, so lame.]
Lightning
And maybe ramen, but I haven't figured out how to actually use that power yet
It's only natural to idolize the fictional beings humans see in manga and anime. These things are common place to an Overlord such as myself, I'd forgotten how remarkable they must seem.
[So neither has the obvious advantage between them then. It would be a most engaging battle between equals!]
That's not a power. Ramen is that which sates you, driving you to train to your fullest potential and obtain true strength in this world!
[You know like Maruto.]
Edited (forgot formatting -- ALSO CAN'T SPELL) 2018-08-22 15:49 (UTC)
[HE'S VERY MUCH AN EMBARRASSING HUMAN FROM EVERY ANGLE.
But that's a digression.]
Yeah man you're definitely something special I ain't ever gonna deny that
[God, he's smiling like the world's biggest dork right now.]
Listen
What about a superhero who could shoot ramen out of his fingers like Arachnidman? But the noodles were super strong and they could totally like grapple the shit out of bad guys
RaMan started out as a quality dude at a nuclear power point. Kind of loserish, didn't have a lot of friends, nerdy, kinda bookish type. Had a real good friend, a girl, out in engineering that he totally had the hots for but never knew how to move it up to the next notch, y'know what I mean? Always kinda sweet, cool sorta dude but absolutely effin' clueless at the romancin' part of wooing and all that shit. Did I mention he like really loved ramen? Cause he really loved ramen. In his spare time he used to be an extreme couponer, those sorta crazy people that walk into a 7i and walk out with 4 slurpees, three whole pizzas, a pack of smokes even though he never touched the shit, and the store owin' him money to take it off their shelves. He thought it kinda made him a super hero, right? Super savings, super saving... same sorta shit. Anyway, one day he was busy clippin' his coupons left and right at work during lunch and the plant had a total meltdown that would later be completely covered up by the shady ass government he lived under. There was some experimental gas that got spread into the air that rearranged the uh
molecules?
Yeah, those things, between himself and the bowl of ramen he was eating. Dude passes out and finds himself woken up 2 years later in a giant test tube filled with chicken broth and he thinks, what the hell, this is great, I'll just eat my way outta this shit. But the evil scientists were running tests on him, and he finds out that NEXT to him, right? Is the same girl that he had fallen for but she looks totally different, like a pure 10/10 vixen just sleepin' in a jar. So of course, he needs to save her, right? So he starts drinking that shit down, findin' it kinda weird that he can breathe underwater but whatever that's not that important, and he goes to punch the window but he's a wet noodle.
Like.
Literal levels of wet noodle here. Arms completely transformed into spindly threds of glutenous goodness. He finds out that he can stretch those noodles, so he does that. He does the thing. The test tube fills up with so much ramen that the entire thing just EXPLODES AND BOOM shatters into a million pieces, so the alarms come off. But the dude's been in a test tube for like, ever, idk did I say 2 years? Something like that, 2 years, yeah, and then the guards come in. And he's nood as shit, still that kinda nerdy guy who was ashamed of his bod, hid behind a computer. But the computer got super soaked and drenched from all the broth he had absorbed, and short circuited. Defense system goes up, machine guns appear in the corners of the walls and start blaring everywhere like PEW PEW PEW PEW PEW, but HAH! dude's made out of ramen. You shoot one part and other noodly muscles just appear outta nowhere.
Saves the girl, they escape, and he has to hide himself from the rest of society. She has no idea what happened that day, but she remembers the gentle touch of a warm human ramen against her, carrying her to safety. She falls in love with RaMan, not knowing it's really always just been the nerd the entire time. And then flash forward to a bunch of crimes and robberies all over the city. He's there, he's kicking ass, and now he's.
Dude I'm glad you liked it, that was like my magnum opus of character designs and I don't think I can top that even if I tried, like, super goddamn hard.
[NOT THAT... TYPE OF FOXY!?
Does he need to explain the birds and the bees to Gundbro? Wait, that's a bad phrase. He probably knows all about the birds and the bees and bother species' of mating habits.
Ryuji just lets him have this one. It's easier that way.]
[Sure do hope Hajime doesn't see this text one day.]
You think I should've taken a diff angle with that? I didn't know how else to give 'em powers. And to be fair, it wasn't like the tube gave 'em his ramen powers, it was the nuclear fallout that fused his body with the ramen he was eatin' during lunch.
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You are an anomaly. In all my time with earthly life, I have known any being capable of speech to enviably betray.
Such is the nature of man.
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Your little dudes don't look like monsters. They're more like... little assistants? Yeah, sure. That's it. Also, why'd you name them after shounen manga serials?
[PLEASE... give him someone he can talk to about Two Piece, Breach, Maruto. He's dying for intelligent anime discussion.
...]
Is bein' an anomaly a bad thing? I mean, like, if the rest of society sucks major donkey butt, it doesn't mean you gotta be like them, too.
1/3
[That's disrespectful in general. Besides. San-D is a lady.]
They are my Four Dark Devas of Destruction and my magical beasts have a thirst to kill!
2/3
These are names that were prophesized in the sacred texts. The names of four heavenly kings that would come to serve me!
[You gotta say you like it first before he cops to something like that.]
3/3
Yet the singularity saw nothing in me worth changing. Perhaps he recognized this in you as well.
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So........ the sacred texts are manga.
[Hey, he's not going to complain about that. He loves comics, unapologetically.]
Y'know, you talk like a dark lord and all that shit, but like. You're just a punk like me, huh? The rest of the world's always looked at me and got the wrong kinda impression, but when you just. Like. Accept that about yourself, it's almost like it becomes your own sorta power.
[IN A VERY... LITERAL... SENSE....]
Uh... this again, huh. The singularity.
1/2
[He'll read an encyclopedia from front cover to back. So long as it is relevant to animals.]
However, I suppose if one chooses to ignore the weight of time bearing down on one's soul... manga is an acceptable form of entertainment.
2/2
[Does he not say it enough? Maybe he needs to work it into conversation more.]
Pray tell, what sort of power has your shunned existence afforded you?
[Fire? Grass? Ghost? -- hopefully not Water he's weak to Water types.]
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KNEW IT.
HE FREAKING KNEW IT.
Ryuji is so stupidly elated over this.]
Glad you admitted to bein' a giant otaku it's okay, no big deal man, we can talk about your thoughts on Ruffy later since like, I never got to find out if he escaped Frand Isle and I'm hopin' you're from the future or something
[This is so, so, so, so lame.]
Lightning
And maybe ramen, but I haven't figured out how to actually use that power yet
1/2
2/2
[So neither has the obvious advantage between them then. It would be a most engaging battle between equals!]
That's not a power. Ramen is that which sates you, driving you to train to your fullest potential and obtain true strength in this world!
[You know like Maruto.]
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But that's a digression.]
Yeah man you're definitely something special I ain't ever gonna deny that
[God, he's smiling like the world's biggest dork right now.]
Listen
What about a superhero who could shoot ramen out of his fingers like Arachnidman? But the noodles were super strong and they could totally like grapple the shit out of bad guys
1/2
[A long. Pause.]
2/2
The RaMan?
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He just claps.
Alone, in his room.
Effin' well done, dude.]
Never a noo-dull moment with you huh
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Weak weak weak I say! Such wordplay does not even pierce my heart!
Redeem yourself with the fruition of his backstory!
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RaMan started out as a quality dude at a nuclear power point. Kind of loserish, didn't have a lot of friends, nerdy, kinda bookish type. Had a real good friend, a girl, out in engineering that he totally had the hots for but never knew how to move it up to the next notch, y'know what I mean? Always kinda sweet, cool sorta dude but absolutely effin' clueless at the romancin' part of wooing and all that shit. Did I mention he like really loved ramen? Cause he really loved ramen. In his spare time he used to be an extreme couponer, those sorta crazy people that walk into a 7i and walk out with 4 slurpees, three whole pizzas, a pack of smokes even though he never touched the shit, and the store owin' him money to take it off their shelves. He thought it kinda made him a super hero, right? Super savings, super saving... same sorta shit. Anyway, one day he was busy clippin' his coupons left and right at work during lunch and the plant had a total meltdown that would later be completely covered up by the shady ass government he lived under. There was some experimental gas that got spread into the air that rearranged the uh
molecules?
Yeah, those things, between himself and the bowl of ramen he was eating. Dude passes out and finds himself woken up 2 years later in a giant test tube filled with chicken broth and he thinks, what the hell, this is great, I'll just eat my way outta this shit. But the evil scientists were running tests on him, and he finds out that NEXT to him, right? Is the same girl that he had fallen for but she looks totally different, like a pure 10/10 vixen just sleepin' in a jar. So of course, he needs to save her, right? So he starts drinking that shit down, findin' it kinda weird that he can breathe underwater but whatever that's not that important, and he goes to punch the window but he's a wet noodle.
Like.
Literal levels of wet noodle here. Arms completely transformed into spindly threds of glutenous goodness. He finds out that he can stretch those noodles, so he does that. He does the thing. The test tube fills up with so much ramen that the entire thing just EXPLODES AND BOOM shatters into a million pieces, so the alarms come off. But the dude's been in a test tube for like, ever, idk did I say 2 years? Something like that, 2 years, yeah, and then the guards come in. And he's nood as shit, still that kinda nerdy guy who was ashamed of his bod, hid behind a computer. But the computer got super soaked and drenched from all the broth he had absorbed, and short circuited. Defense system goes up, machine guns appear in the corners of the walls and start blaring everywhere like PEW PEW PEW PEW PEW, but HAH! dude's made out of ramen. You shoot one part and other noodly muscles just appear outta nowhere.
Saves the girl, they escape, and he has to hide himself from the rest of society. She has no idea what happened that day, but she remembers the gentle touch of a warm human ramen against her, carrying her to safety. She falls in love with RaMan, not knowing it's really always just been the nerd the entire time. And then flash forward to a bunch of crimes and robberies all over the city. He's there, he's kicking ass, and now he's.
He's RaMan.
Couponer by day, noodleman by night.
Whatcha think
1/2
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2/2
Yet you have neglected his compatriot. They were both suspended in jars-- she was also being subjected to experimentation!
Clearly she must have been a most treasured friend if he is able to discern that it is her despite her complete change in appearance!
Besides you never specified. Can she shape shift into the Hokkaido fox or the Japanese red fox?
[Someone wildly misinterpreted what vixen meant-- but.]
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[NOT THAT... TYPE OF FOXY!?
Does he need to explain the birds and the bees to Gundbro? Wait, that's a bad phrase. He probably knows all about the birds and the bees and bother species' of mating habits.
Ryuji just lets him have this one. It's easier that way.]
Oh my shit
Yeah of course
You totally got it, Hokkaido fox 100%.
1/2
You have to take into account your audience, Ryuji!]
FUAHAHAHA HA HA HA HA HA! SPLENDID!
A truly compelling twist!
2/2
It seems like a rather cliche and entirely unjustifiable way to impress superhuman abilities in mortal beings.
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You think I should've taken a diff angle with that? I didn't know how else to give 'em powers. And to be fair, it wasn't like the tube gave 'em his ramen powers, it was the nuclear fallout that fused his body with the ramen he was eatin' during lunch.
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Without the talent tube even.]
I suppose the mere aesthetic of the glass shattering all around him as he escapes from his confining prison is certainly a worthy spectacle to behold.
One needs to visualize it beyond the realm of verbalization to see the true power in it.
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