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badabingbadaboom1. [Comm-post]
Hey! Hey! What's the big idea with draggin' me from where I oughta be? I'm supposed ta be waitin on some folks back home. You wanna be the one to explain to a couple'a kids why their ol' pal Impmon ain't there to meet 'em?
2. [3rd person]
"That's...one hell of a big monster" Beelzemon said, staring up at the humungous, Glyphless...thing.
"Ah well, bigger they are, harder they-ah crap" The monster's arm slammed into him, sending him flying.
"Right, you only get o-AUGH!" The arm slammed into him again.
"Ta' hell with it. DOUBLE IMPACT!" he shouted, firing his shotguns. "Don't sit around twiddlin yer thumbs, ya jerk! Help a mon out here!"
3. Impmon would be the first to claim that he wasn't much for introspection. (Well, he would if he actually knew what the word meant) But, after finally having friends after ages of claiming he didn't care about anyone, effectively forced into being alone again was enough to make anyone navel-gaze. And so, as he sat on a outcropping of rock, one thought kept rolling through his mind.
"How da hell do I keep gettin' myself inta dese messes?!"
Hey! Hey! What's the big idea with draggin' me from where I oughta be? I'm supposed ta be waitin on some folks back home. You wanna be the one to explain to a couple'a kids why their ol' pal Impmon ain't there to meet 'em?
2. [3rd person]
"That's...one hell of a big monster" Beelzemon said, staring up at the humungous, Glyphless...thing.
"Ah well, bigger they are, harder they-ah crap" The monster's arm slammed into him, sending him flying.
"Right, you only get o-AUGH!" The arm slammed into him again.
"Ta' hell with it. DOUBLE IMPACT!" he shouted, firing his shotguns. "Don't sit around twiddlin yer thumbs, ya jerk! Help a mon out here!"
3. Impmon would be the first to claim that he wasn't much for introspection. (Well, he would if he actually knew what the word meant) But, after finally having friends after ages of claiming he didn't care about anyone, effectively forced into being alone again was enough to make anyone navel-gaze. And so, as he sat on a outcropping of rock, one thought kept rolling through his mind.
"How da hell do I keep gettin' myself inta dese messes?!"
