Hey guys!
Agenda gotta be the best and worst thing to ever hit the internet. On one hand, when done right it's the funniest shit ever like with Megumi and potential man, but on the other hand it ruins media literacy with potential man as the prime example. We got niggas in the massive year of 2026 thinking that Megumi would genuinely summon 8 HANDLED DIVERGENT SILA DIVINE GENERAL MAHORAGA…. ON AOI TODO!!!!!
That's it tho, enjoy the show!
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Vaggie was…Confused.
In heaven, there wasn't much to worry about at all. Food was good, drinks were bountiful and it would stay this way for the rest of eternity or until a human soul decided to go into the rivers of reincarnation where they would get their minds wiped clean and go through life again when they were bored up here.
The point is, Vaggie wasn't lacking anything, yet she still felt a bit empty inside.
Truthfully, she isn't completely human, yet also not completely heaven-borne either. Around the time of World war 2, Adam decided to make thousands of angels to act as guardians for the Allied Powers against Hitler and that's when she was born.
Through a single feather from his wings, and general traits scooped up from the top of the rivers of reincarnation, she and many other angels were made to help humanity. They lived lives of luxury, having private mansions, being able to travel between heaven and earth, they lived like goddesses…But Vaggie felt like she was missing something.
No matter what she did,no matter what she felt, there was always a small little void inside of her heart that she simply couldn't figure out the reason behind.
She tried indulging in the endless drinks and food of heaven, but it didn't work.
She tried indulging in the flesh of her fellow sisters in arms, yet that only helped her for a short time.
It wasn't until she felt the fires of combat that she thought she found what the void could be filled by. The feeling of sweat on her brow, seeing her opponent get whittled down little by little until she finally emerged victorious… It was intoxicating.
That's the reason why she initially signed up for the exterminations when Adam asked for soldiers to go into the flaming pits of hell with him. To be honest, she couldn't care less for Adam. He was her 'father' in name only and only cared about stroking her fire of combat.
So when that sinner, the Roaring Knight managed to make her hurt for even a second and even made her bleed? It was like a hit of dopamine straight to the brain. She managed to hide it from Lute, her superior along with Adam (She could swear they had a relationship or something) until she got home where she collapsed onto her bed.
'Is this what being lovesick feels like?' She thinks, changing into her sleepwear and hugging a pillow close to her body. 'I don't want it to ever end…
'When I find the knight again, I might keep him here so we can fight again and again~ ❤️❤️'
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On that first day when I comforted Angel Dust, eventually Charlie, Daki and Nifty came downstairs and the monokubs served them breakfast which truthfully wasn't very good since Monokid and Monotaro decided to explode the pancake batter in the microwave.
Angel didn't really talk that much, let alone at all about what he was doing before we…Forcefully saved him. That didn't deter Charlie, however, as she branded him a temporary-gues-that'd-totally-join-soon.
…She made the words appear mid-air, how did she even do that?
Anyway, after the crappy breakfast we all started our acting careers. Apparently Charlie viewed morality in a very black-and-white sense, thinking that if we acted out a small play about the harms of drug use and advocating for safe sex we'd be able to get to heaven easier.
Man, I can just feel the ascension already!
Hold on, that's not ascension, that's just diarrhea from that ass breakfast, my bad guys. Anway, as you could probably tell…
"My name's Cracky the crack-dealer." I said lazily, dressed up in a sleazy trench coat and speaking to Niffty who was in a sailor's outfit with a propeller hat and licking a comically oversized lollipop. "Hey young girl, you wanna uhh…" I wiped a hand on my face. "You wanna buy crack or something?"
"No, I do not!" Niffty responded, wayyyy more into this than I was. "Now if you excuse me I'm gonna go home and go to college and get a degree!" She said and I'm being so deadasshere, she fucking frolicked away and dissapeared into bugs before hitting a wall.
Am I in a Loony-toones sketch?
Anyway, she reformed and took a bow to roaring applause (Read: Charlie clapping furiously) while Angel and Daki watched confused from the couch. This is how most of the week took place: wake up, make breakfast that's good or bad depending on the monokub, do an exercise with Charlie, dick around for the rest of the day. (sometimes literally)
Nothing about Angel's demeanor really changed to be honest. He almost didn't believe Charlie was real at first and is still looking at her like she's AI and I cannot blame him. The more I hang around Charlie, the more I realize that she's a genuinely good person who's just really damn naive sometimes.
I am about 60% sure that if I made up a trust exercise that included everybody taking their clothes off and circlejerking, she'd genuinely believe it…Okay that's kind of an exaggeration, but you get my point, right?
Anyway, that's enough about everybody else,I still gotta talk about myself. I've been doing more than a little training in my free-time and I think it's been paying off. I'm pretty sure that Hanma stuff changed my brain into genuinely loving training cuz I've never felt this way before.
I've had to catch myself from just doing push-ups or shadow-boxing whenever I'm bored. Hell, sometimes I just be shadowboxing myself in the comfort of my own room for no reason. Niffty sure enjoyed me all sweaty and tired seeing how she basically jumped my bones the moment she saw me.
We didn't have sex, but that didn't mean we didn't have a little bit of fun with each other.
But physical training wasn't the only thing I did. Over the week I used B2A to its fullest while also doing my own little soul training in my leisure time. One thing I've learned about B2A is that whenever it rolls on a universe that doesn't have a power-system like Danganronpa or Seven Universe, I can just choose a weakened version of whatever traits someone in that universe has.
For example, I could get Makoto Naegi's luck or Steven's ability to fuse with humans, granted much weaker. I don't really want Naegi's luck anyway, everything with lucky students in Danganronpa is cursed, dude.
But with my soul training, I could finally perceive other people's souls to a lesser extent. I could always feel and be aware of my own soul, but to see the souls of others needs a lot of concentration and is kind of surprisingly personal.
I don't know how to explain it, but when you look at someone's soul, you are looking at that person at their core, the entire crux of their personality and being is laid bare for your eyes to see.
To be honest, i don't really wanna do it again, but the ticket gave me something for it.
[1x Gold ticket: Be able to perceive other souls]
[One with the Blade]
|Elite Trait|
You are one with your weapon, whatever item you wield gets your physical stats added to its own stats. As long as you are holding it, that copper coin in your hands is tougher than diamond, a regular bronze sword could split the heavens as long as you are strong enough yourself.
MAN!👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀 I REALLY WISH I COULD WEILD LITERALLY ANY WEAPON RIGHT NOW👀👀👀👀👀👀, THAT WOULD BE SPECTACULAR!!!👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀
[You aren't getting a free ticket]
Fuck you.
Anyway, right now I'm laying in bed by myself. I already got done making breakfast, Charlie apparently had to run a few errands by herself and Niffty just had to go somewhere. She didn't even tell me where, just getting dressed in a suit (why in the world would she ever need that??) and walking out the door with a briefcase after giving me a kiss on the cheek.
Is this what being a househusband feels like? I dunno what those "alpha male" podcasters are talking about, I feel great. Maybe…The real sigma was inside of us all along?
I feel a song coming on! Angel Dust, you go left, Daki, you go right, Charlie? You just be Charlie. Together we are…
The Hazbin Hotel!
[...Genuinely never do that shit again.]
We got Mr. Fun police over here I guess. Fine.
…Should I jerk off?
I'm bored as hell man, I need something to do and it can't just be training 24/7. I also think that I'm ready to take the next step with Niffty, I mean, she spilled that she killed her husband for crying out loud and even then I can't say that she's even looked at me with malicious intent even once.
Yeah, screw it, Imma jerk it–
However, just before I fished out my dick, my soul for some reason began to glow an unnatural blue.
Well that can't be good–
VVVRRRRMMMM
***???***
VVRRRRMMMMMM
"OOF!" A noise sounded out as a man landed unceremoniously on the ground.
"You CANNOT be serious right now." James says, getting up from his spot on the ground and looking around. He brushed off the dirt on his shirt and looked at the signs and architecture near him, inspecting every detail around him.
"How the hell did I even get here?" He asked himself, walking around. "You can't have anything in hell, I can't even have my goddamn privacy. Man, where even is this place?" He looked up and decided to gain higher ground, leaping up a 5 story tall building.
When he finally got to the top, he checked around the space, looking from the rooftops only to see people marching down the streets. 'Is there some kind of protest happening today?' He asked himself, looking closer only to see that they were yielding weapons, specifically ones that seemed to gleam white when shined under light.
'Is that…Angelic steel?' He thought. He almost put a hand up to his mouth to adopt a thinking pose, but soon his eyes fell upon a sign, reading out Silver Serpent District and all of the pieces fell into place in his mind. 'Oh what the hell, man? I thought beating Vox's punk ass would dissolve the contract or whatever.'
He gave a deep sigh. 'B2A, rock your body right…Y'know what? Make it random this time, I'm feeling lucky.' He thought with the enthusiasm of a wet noodle.
RolLinG RolLiNG…
Power from fear, Chainsaw Man… Pochita's regeneration (needs blood)
'Oh hell yeah!' He yelled in his mind, now much more enthusiastic than before. 'The Knight is already feared in hell just by being really popular, and now I have a way to heal myself? I just hit the jackpot, baby!'
'Man, the only thing that could make this day any better is probably the weather, it's like 30 degrees out here and I'm wearing a damn wife-beater.' He thought, shivering in place a little before his head suddenly turned up and looked around.
He swiftly moved his head to the right, a knife made of angelic steel whizzing right past him. From random directions, more and more knives came, all of them targeting James' vitals, yet he effortlessly swiveled and danced around them.
"Yo, are you gonna keep hiding or what?" He asked, only to catch a knife aiming for his neck with two fingers. "Aight then, I gave you an out, bro." He tossed the knife over his shoulder, shrugging seemingly punching solid air. However, he soon primed his legs and kicked the ground, sending up bricks that he threw at the various buildings around himself.
Making many holes in multiple buildings, he quickly jumped to investigate each and every one of them. It seemed that there was nobody there, but out of nowhere, James suddenly turned around and grabbed a man behind him.
He was an older man, being a cross between an angler fish and a rabbit in the face with an anthropomorphic horse body. He had 2 fist-fulls of knives made from angelic steel along with a receding hairline of green hair "What the hell is your body, dude? You shouldn't be fighting me, you should be fighting God, he's the one that sent you down here looking like a lesbian chimera."
The man didn't say anything, but growled, attempting to stab James in the chest with his knives. Unfortunately for him, faster than he could see, James just took every knife out of his hand and dropped them onto the floor where he also picked up a brick. "Before I knock your ass out, I just gotta ask: How old are you, bro?"
"Why would that matter?" The man said, smiling a bit while he glared at James. "Vox is still gonna find and kill you, and when he does, he's gonna piss on your grave you little fuck."
"Humor a dead man then."
"...I'm 254."
"Goddamn!" James yelled, genuinely shocked. "Don't you have friends, or a lover? You were around when slavery was still legal and you're over here glazing a nigga who'll dispose of you whenever he feels like it." He raises up the brick. "Trust me, when you wake up Vox won't be around anymore so get a life for God's sake."
"Vox is gonna fucking kill you and rape the body, you little shit-heel–"
BONK
'What an unpleasant guy.' He thought, throwing the knocked out body into the random debris of the room before peeking his head out of the hole he made through the wall. Instead of just marching, the sinners on the ground were now looking at him.
"...Hi?"
"Get that motherfucker!!!!"
"Aw crap."
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THE END
I don't really have anything to say this time. You should play Danganronpa I guess, just pirate it tho.
Ok bbbyyyyeeee!