CHANGE! GETTER 3! (SRWU testrun)

[threetimesasfat]

-1-

[In the hangar of one of UG's bases, there is a bewildering selection of mechs from across time and space, and Musashi looks fucking thrilled at the prospect of getting to pilot one!]

Eeeeeheehehee I can't wait! I hope a mechasaurus attacks soon! I'll get in Getter Robo and we'll beat it back to the stone age with teamwork and guts and punching!

Hey, do you think "Daisetsuzanoroshi!" sounds cooler, or "Wind blowing down mount Daisetsu!"?

-2-

[After eating a staggering twelve plates of food, Musashi finally sits back a bit, contentedly. You've seen him eat lots of food before, but this display was truly one of a kind. He could just be hungry, or it could just be that the cook is a cute girl who seems to like that someone REALLY likes her cooking.]

Phew! I don't normally eat so much but I just can't help it when the food is so good!

-3-

[The enemy has bulled through all kinds of trickery and skill with just plain raw strength.]

It's 'bout time I get a turn. Now I'll show you that Getter Robo shouldn't be underestimated in power either! CHANGE, GETTER THREE!

Comments

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[onewalksintomordor]

Remember what happened last time you ate like that?

[It involved an attack that required them to sortie shortly afterwards. Also, a mess.]

[threetimesasfat]

What are the odds of that happening twice?

[onewalksintomordor]

The only reason it woudn't happen again would be if you learned a lesson, dumbass!

[threetimesasfat]

Anyways I only ate twelve plates this time.

[There's a call of "Pasta's done!" from the other room.]

Thirteen.

[onewalksintomordor]

Oi, pasta's even worse! At least eat something lighter!

[threetimesasfat]

Don't underestimate my stomach, Ryou. I've done more training since then!

[onewalksintomordor]

Tch! If you're calling it training now, you must be ready for the Olympics.

[threetimesasfat]

Yer damn right I am.

[onewalksintomordor]

[SUDDENLY KLAXONS]


That actually took longer than I expected.

[threetimesasfat]

Why me...

[It takes two attempts to stand up, but he manages it.]

Oof. Okay, I'm good.

[onewalksintomordor]

I'm not helping you clean up.

[threetimesasfat]

Perfect! I'm not helping me clean up either! We gotta go!