Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20160415080047/@comment-25924729-20160419083832

"Anime is so much better when you can completely understand what people are saying without subs."

''Finally, someone who understands! ''Tigris stared at Valka with unconcealed awe. The prospect of being able to watch anime in it's raw, pure form, without those insufferable dubs and subs stared back. The geisha smiled, and rose to her knees. "Teach me, sensei!" she pleaded.

Without answering, the funeral girl took off, straight into battle, to Tigris' horror. She was on her feet after her, swallowing the Ghoul extract as she ran. In the distance, she saw her new Sensei attack the yarou with ice spikes, which the latter barely dodged. He looked weakened, hurt even, but the barrage didn't stop, as Cyzarine and Tigris approached almost simultaneously.

"If Sensei wills it, i will destroy you!" Tigris screamed as she intercepted the fleeing boy, standing between him and perceived safety. "Jigokun no (Hell's)"

"COLISEUM!!!"

The heatwave burst from her, washing over all four combatants. A nearby stall caught fire, plush toys on it's shelf bursting and crackling into flame. Tigris gritted her teeth, this attack would drain her aura well below her limit. But she wouldn't care, if she was to lose this battle, she would do so with honour, and avenge anime!

A jet of fire formed beneath her feet, propelling the girl into the air among Cyzarine's incendiary barrage. Ammunition... Tigris flicked her wrist, and the bullets split, amplified, multiplying into a literal firestorm, which swirled slowly around the Coliseum's ring.

Her fingers snapped, and every fireball shot down at Llinos, like dozens of individual meteors aiming to kill.

(Monty would be proud)