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1 I am Jack's wasted life.... on Thu Oct 20, 2016 6:10 pm

What a fucking day! After having dealt with that dam cat-man, who utterly wasted his time, he was happy to not have to deal with anymore distractions. Granted the mink was a chosen distraction, seeing as he chose to engage with him. No matter, he probably dodged a bullet by not bringing the mink with him. The cat was far too trusting in the world dominating regime that he considered to be necessary. As well as the best possible solution. Vicktur shook his head as he played it all over again in his mind. Vicktur perused through the shelves of the local library, searching for any book he could find on Navigation and the like. Lucky for him he found a wealth of knowledge on the subject. Several books were as thick as he had ever seen, and some were much less intimidating. He didnt bother to discriminate, though. He took every book he could find on the subject back to his table for an indepth analysis.Screw that cat. Ill learn how to do this shit on my own. Fuck paying some dickwad to do it for me, either. he carried his mountain of books down the aisles. The stack was so large that it comically blocked his vision, forcing him to try and peek around the literature to see where he was going. Unfortunately this wasnt enough. It wasnt long before he ran into someone walking down the same row as he was. What kind of imbecile missed the giant fucking man walking?



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2 Re: I am Jack's wasted life.... on Thu Oct 20, 2016 6:23 pm

The tower of books he supported fell like dominies, a few of them hitting his toes. He cursed a thousand times for each book he had dropped, not seeming to care that he had run into someone. He kneelrd down to pick up his extensive collection of books. When he did so he caught a glimpse of the other person who had collided with him. It wasnt even a person, really. No more than a fish was a person, not a fishperson just a fish, or a lion was....not a mink just a lion. It was then he realized that most animals had a people counterpart. Hmm, that was interesting and enlightening. Anyways, the perpetrator of his tumble was none other than a goddamn dwarf! Yeah, fuckin-a right? Vicktur had tripped on the poor little bastard cause he was too small to see. Damn dwarves stole everything. They thought they were entitled to stuf because they were so small. These werent Vicktur's own feelings on the matter, mind you. Just random observational truths that anyone with a brain stem could admit was fact. The dwarf looked up at him and pouted, puffing up its itsy bitsy cheeks Watch where you walk, giant oaf. Important folk lime to visit the library too ya know! Stupid dumb-dumb peasants! Vicktur scowled at the little bastard and scooped him up into the palm of his hand. His palms were bugger than usual, so the dwarf seemed especially small. Even for a puny dwarf shrimp.



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3 Re: I am Jack's wasted life.... on Thu Oct 20, 2016 6:43 pm

He held thr dwarf in the palm of his hand. Tbe damn thing showed no signs of wanting to escape. He looked up at him, chest puffed out, with its nose high in the air. Hmph, you dirty filthy peasant bastard. How dare you put your hand on me. I'll ha e you know i'm a good friend to tbe nobles of Alabasta. I'll rain dance powder upon the regions surrounding your home. And laugh as you die of thirst. Vicktur closed his palm and squeezed down on the dwarf. Its shrill cries could hardly carry past a few feet. You need to watch where you're walking you little shit. Us real people cant loom out for you pipsqueaks all the time. Not that ot would matter if I crushed you, bug. In fact ide be doing those Alabasta retards a favor. he squeezed the dwarf again. This liitle prick had a big mouth for such a small size. Being so inadequate meant you needed more bark since you had no bite. Like a Chihuahua, those annoying fucking rats. He just wanted to punt them all into the atmosphere. Not that such a thing was even possible anyways. The dog would die before it could reach such heights. In fact it would probably explode into flesh shrapnel before anything so ludicrous took place. Anyways, this dwarf was like a Chihuahua. Small and annoying as shit. But he wouldnt kill it, hed just hurt it....really really bad.


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4 Re: I am Jack's wasted life.... on Thu Oct 20, 2016 7:03 pm

Aaargh! Unhand me you savage! Vicktur took that word as a compliment. Savages knew how to party. Savages knew how to kill some shit. Savages were.....savage. He cupped his hand around the dwarf and began to shake it like a can of soda. The dwarf bounced around. It was sure to get dizzy sooner or later, maybe even pass out! Wouldnt that be something? Vicktur simply tossed it over his shoulder and went back to picking up his books. The books that damn dwarf was responsible for making him drop in the first place. On his toes no less. That shit hurt, yo! Especially since Vicktur was so tall. They had plenty of time to gain velocity on their way down. Good thing he wasnt a cry baby bitch. Or he'd be crying like a cry baby bitch. He was about half way dont picking up the books when the dwarf reappeared. This time he drop kicked him in the back of the head. Surprisingly, it hurt. Vicktur went tumbling forward and his books scattered around the floor again. How the librarian didnt recognize what was happening was beyond him. Maybe she had taken one too many sedatives and was passed the fuck out behind the counter? Maybe. That could explain why this place was practically empty. Seriously, there was no one here! Except for he and the dwarf that had just accosted him. Well, they had accosted each other. They were both to blame in this situation.


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5 Re: I am Jack's wasted life.... on Thu Oct 20, 2016 7:27 pm

Ha haha! You thought me feeble, didnt you large human?! But I am anything but! I have been trained extensively by the greatest masters of their craft! You will not li- his speech was cut off by Vicktur smacking him into a wall with a heavy leather bound book. The cover read "101 ways to cook shrimp" something Vicktur found amusing given the situation at hand. Silly little small fry. All the masters in the world cant make you a challenge to me. Vicktur mocked the dwarf. Anyone could recieve training. But no amount of training woukd make you capable of facing your betters, those who were just better than you. Now stay down and I wont have to pluck off your wings, bug. he once again started to colkect the large amount of books he had stacked for his consumption. Does that word even work in this scenario? Who gives a shit. The dwarf managed to stay incapacitated while he finished his clean up and placed the books on his table. Finally! Dealing with that nuisance took longer than he would have originally anticipated. But before he could sit down and start reading he heard a familiar squeaky voice. Squash me with a boom would you? I will strike thee down with grear vengeance and furious anger! Taste knowledge you illiterate douchebag! it then started to rain down an unholy firestorm of medical tomes. All about 3 thousand pages atleast. But that wasnt the amazing part. The amazing part was how the dwarf managed to toss them so effortlessly.



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6 Re: I am Jack's wasted life.... on Thu Oct 20, 2016 7:46 pm

Whaa? Vicktur turned around to see what the commotion was all about. The dwarf had managed to stack dozens of massive books on a table in the time it took him to stack his! Dwarves were said to be quick as the wind but apparently that was a true legend. The dwarf began to chuck the books at Vicktur from ontop of a table on top of a bookshelf....ontop of another bookshelf. This shit was so meta he thought he was gonna start talking about a one piece roleplay site. But such things didnt exist in the real world! Run you giant fool! Run and hide for I will be your undoing! the dwarf laughed maniacally from ontop of his metaphorical ivory tower. But Vicktur wasnt nust gonna take this shit. He'd be damned if he let hinself get killed by a fucking dwarf. He could piss on this things head and not even notice. Like hell he'd get beaten by something like that! He unsheathed both of his swords and began to slice the books into pieces as they fell upon him. With each tome that he cut a dozen years of knowledge vanished in the blink of an eye. He didnt give a flying minks ass about any of that. He was gonna beat this goddamn dwarf if he had to destroy ever piece of paper in this place. Hopefully it wouldnt come to that, though. That would suck. What? Did you think Vicktur wanted to destroy these books? Hell no! He wanted to win! Though, he wasnt even sure what he was fighting for.


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7 Re: I am Jack's wasted life.... on Thu Oct 20, 2016 8:14 pm

Stupid dumb midget! I can hack and slash these books all day! You'll never defeat ne with such ridiculous tactics! Vicktur felt like a million billion trillion bucks. If this was the best his adversary, the dwarf, could come up with then he had this in the bag. The bag simply being a metaphor for victory, by the way. Tbe dwarf picked up the pace, river dancing as he hurled large medical tomes and ship registery ontop of Vicktur. Surely tbe sadistic small fry hoped one would strike his head and kill him. Those books weighed a metric fuck ton each, and one of those to the head would turn your ass into a pancake. Cut! Slice! Chop away you foolio! Sooner or later youll get tired and ill be victorious! I can already see it. Your ugly melin getting crushed by beautiful knowledge. once again the dwarf laughed like a hyena. He really was enjoying this wasnt he? He was enjoying it a bit too much, actually. Did this moron really think this tactic would provide the intended results? His brain WAS small after all. So there was no reason to question how retarded this whole situation was. With tbe dwarf river dancing and tossing books down at a man feverishly cutting them to pieces. To an outsider it would certainly apoear like they were accomplices, working to extinguish any and all traces of literature in the town. Or better yet, eliminate this areas access to medical procedure. That was probably a crime punishable by death in some areas. Vicktur wondered if the dwarf understood exactly how much time and effort he was wasting doing more harm than good.


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8 Re: I am Jack's wasted life.... on Thu Oct 20, 2016 8:34 pm

The whole scenario went on for quite sometime still. The dwarf throwing and Vicktur cutting. For what seemed like hours he fended off falling books, manuscripts, and other pieces of bound paper that threatened to flatten him. His blades cut through the thick binding like a knife through butter! Obviously, seeing how he was the epitome of sword cutting abilities distilled into human form. No book in existence could stand up to his monumental skills in slicing things into tiny little pieces. Soon the dwarfs manical laughter died down when he realized he had no more books to try and kill Vicktur with. That is until he saw the massive stack of books on Vickturs table. Vicktur saw his eyes light up line a Christmas tree or a jack o laterm. Or anything else that lit up brightly and would make for a clever comparison. He shook his head at the dwarf knowing that his body language was enough. He didnt need to convey his disapproval in words. His face daid it all; dont touch those fucking books shithead. But the stubborn midget just wouldnt listen, or rather he wouldnt take the hint. It rushed over to the stack with its eyes glistening with fiery passion. Soon it would have its revenge. Soon it would defeat the giant of a man who caused it such torment. Ooooor not. Vicktur slammed his hand down and pinned the dwarf to the book. Pointing his blade to its throat he knew he was going to win. But only o e thing stopped him from delivering the killing blow. You said you were trained by masters of every craft, right? Did any of them teach you how to navigate?

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