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Shinji Chozu
Chapter 1: Part 1
"A Hunting We will go"
Shinji was about to enjoy a nice, warm bath, when the Prince himself showed up at his tent. "We leave in half an hour." And abrubtly left.
"Ah dammit..." Shinji was half-naked, and he wanted to clean himself off for the ladies, but he supposed that he could put it off if it meant he could bash some skulls in. "Got it, m'lord." He wasn't sure if he called him that respectfully or mockingly, but either way he liked the kid. He continued to undress, tossing off his casual-pants. He quickly pulled on his combat trousers, tight-fitting black pants, and his battle shirt. "A hunting we will go, a hunting we will go, high ho the dairy-o, a hunting we will go!" Shinji began to chant his song over and over as he dawned the rest of his armor, with the exception of his helmet, and eventually slid the Bad-Axe into it's personal belt-loop. "Time to crack some heads." He cracked his fingers, his neck, and his back. He wasn't going to get serious, but he was going to be doing some serious skull cracking. "Yee-ha!"
Shinji waltzed out of his tent and began to make his way towards his best friend in the entire world: Roshi. "Here, Roshi Roshi Roshi!" He was calling out in a very childish manor, but it would work. It was there secret bro code. "Here big guy!" Seconds later the Wyvern came tearing through the camp at full speed in order to get to his companion. "Hey there!" The dragon stopped just millimeters away from the human. It gave a mighty roar and Shinji swung up on top of his mount and urged him towards the general assembly area. He still had fifteen minutes to spare, so he might as well take a nap. He leaned back in his seat and dozed off.
Chapter 1: Part 1
"A Hunting We will go"
Shinji was about to enjoy a nice, warm bath, when the Prince himself showed up at his tent. "We leave in half an hour." And abrubtly left.
"Ah dammit..." Shinji was half-naked, and he wanted to clean himself off for the ladies, but he supposed that he could put it off if it meant he could bash some skulls in. "Got it, m'lord." He wasn't sure if he called him that respectfully or mockingly, but either way he liked the kid. He continued to undress, tossing off his casual-pants. He quickly pulled on his combat trousers, tight-fitting black pants, and his battle shirt. "A hunting we will go, a hunting we will go, high ho the dairy-o, a hunting we will go!" Shinji began to chant his song over and over as he dawned the rest of his armor, with the exception of his helmet, and eventually slid the Bad-Axe into it's personal belt-loop. "Time to crack some heads." He cracked his fingers, his neck, and his back. He wasn't going to get serious, but he was going to be doing some serious skull cracking. "Yee-ha!"
Shinji waltzed out of his tent and began to make his way towards his best friend in the entire world: Roshi. "Here, Roshi Roshi Roshi!" He was calling out in a very childish manor, but it would work. It was there secret bro code. "Here big guy!" Seconds later the Wyvern came tearing through the camp at full speed in order to get to his companion. "Hey there!" The dragon stopped just millimeters away from the human. It gave a mighty roar and Shinji swung up on top of his mount and urged him towards the general assembly area. He still had fifteen minutes to spare, so he might as well take a nap. He leaned back in his seat and dozed off.