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*The Nubagami is currently eating some noodles, not looking threatening, yet.*

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heya!
this right here?
THIS IS ABSOLUTELY NOT REAL.
the "@staff" is just the bio text.
tumblr staff will not contact you through anything other than email or their official accounts, which will all have this badge:
DO NOT ENGAGE WITH THIS OR SIMILAR ACCOUNTS AND ABSOLUTELY DO NOT CLICK ANY LINKS FROM IT.
report and block. i'd also appreciate it if you shared this post, bc that blog was JUST created and was already tagging a LOT of people, and i know not everyone has the scam-sensing instinct, even if this might seem obvious to some.
@staff @tumblr @support
test ask to see if you can answer it
Let's see
*A normal day in Zaibatsu. Or... is it? Recently, a new Yakuza clan has appeared on the horizon. They are currently discussing something at their property/den, AKA, a tea shop.* @the-nubagami
-> She soon walks in, clearly having just come out of the Kendo Fight Club judging by her current appearance.
*They haven't noticed her, yet.*
NEW TUMBLR SCAM
So some asshole has thought up a new Tumblr scam: it's a post on a Tumblr account that's named something to make it look official-ish.
Variations include:
account-help
account-sync
account-update
account-updating
These posts show up on your dashboard, telling you that because they think you've monetized your Tumblr account, they're putting you in the penalty box sending you to the cornfield setting you to "Lurker Mode" where you can post but no one will see your posts. And, naturally, all you have to do is click on the helpful link to give tumblrsupport your account data to get it fixed.
Friends, this is a big fat lie.
The official location of Tumblr Support is https://www.tumblr.com/support or https://support.tumblr.com. And guess what? They'll already have your account information.
Tumblr has no such thing as Lurker Mode.
If you right-click on their link, you'll see it's a munged/shortened link. You can go to a site like https://www.expandurl.net to expand that link and see where it takes you: it's not Tumblr Support.
@staff, please be aware this is happening.
Be aware. Be careful. Don't give your account info to anyone. Be safe, and happy blogging!

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*For Dylan* JOB APPLICATION JUMPSCARE!
❝ACK, IT'S CUSTOMER SERVICE, RUN!❞
❝Ohhhhhh,❞ he clicked his tongue, understanding now that he heard a word he knew. ❝fair 'nuff. Not like I'll leave here anytime soon.❞
Baim Tsukada: "I don't doubt it. Still, If I were to recommend a better traveling destination, I recommend Republic of Choson, not to be confused with Democratic People’s Republic of Choson!"
❝Republic and demo i understand, so uh, sure. I mean, I know the words, but not the meaning, like you-❞ he shook his head to cut off his rambling early. ❝Whatever, yeah, ok.❞
Baim Tsukada: "Then, there's also People's Republic of Jyusho..."
*For Dylan* JOB APPLICATION JUMPSCARE!
❝ACK, IT'S CUSTOMER SERVICE, RUN!❞
❝Ohhhhhh,❞ he clicked his tongue, understanding now that he heard a word he knew. ❝fair 'nuff. Not like I'll leave here anytime soon.❞
Baim Tsukada: "I don't doubt it. Still, If I were to recommend a better traveling destination, I recommend Republic of Choson, not to be confused with Democratic People’s Republic of Choson!"
*For Dylan* JOB APPLICATION JUMPSCARE!
❝ACK, IT'S CUSTOMER SERVICE, RUN!❞
Dylan fidgeted a bit, swallowing. ❝They ah, they said you.. wanted to talk to me?❞
Baim Tsukada: "Yes, that is true. I have some questions..."
❝Boutttt?❞
Baim Tsukada: "One of my questions is... What. are. you. doing here? This is Nubagami territory."
Dylan blinked, surprised. ❝...It is? Last I knew, this was lemyone raider territory. I mean, if you took over than good riddance to them-❞
Baim Tsukada: "Rule number 1, never cross the Yakuza's path. What happened to the raiders, you may ask? We had to use some 'strong language' to 'politely' tell them to get out of here. Those who didn't listen are either working with us, either are dead."
Dylan blinked a few times then smiled. The lemyone raiders, gone. Fucking finally. Now he could stop getting shot by them.
.... but now he had to worry about this.
❝Oh. Cool. Well, I was jus' passing by. I don't mean harm.❞
Baim Tsukada: *He seems to believe that.* "Alright... My name is Baim, by the way. Baim Tsukada. The seasoned Shateigashira."
The boy relaxed a little. ❝I have no idea what the word is or what it means, but.. cool? My names Dylan!❞
Baim Tsukada: "Nice to meet you. We usually operate in Nopan, but we decided to take our stuff to this place. Gotta expand, need to make profit, no? What kind of businessmen would we be, if we didn't do shipments all around the world?"
❝Where's Nopan?❞ Focus Dylan. ❝and fair. Welcome to uh, America! Be prepared for other business trying to come at ya.❞ he chuckled.
Baim Tsukada: "Repeat the question, please? Where is Nopan?" *He sounds... Surprised and astonished.*
Dylan nodded, rocking on his heels. ❝Where is nopan, mhm. Never heard of it.❞
Baim Tsukada: *He looked at the other members, hands to the sides in confusion, as if silently asking: 'are you hearing what I'm hearing?'*
Dylan watched, confused. Was nopan a big deal? ❝...what?? I ain't ever heard o' it. Look, I only really know of Ireland, here, Italy.❞
Baim Tsukada: "... What's Italy?"
❝It's like here but-... fancier?? I dunno, never been.❞ he shrugged, scratching his neck. ❝We're all kinda lost huh?❞
Baim Tsukada: "Yeeeeeah... Anyways... If you're curious, Nopan is located in the Asya-Pasifik region, as well as other Asyan countries."
The boy scrunched his nose. ❝...Yeah I don't know what those are either. But... cooool? Why come to America specifically?❞
Baim Tsukada: "More profit. Besides, why wouldn't the Yakuza be here? We have reasons."
Dylan shrugged. ❝Well, alright then. Suppose you do you.❞
Baim Tsukada: "Word of advice if you're ever going to have the opportunity to travel anywhere you want (even if theoretically): DO NOT visit the DPRC."
The boy scratched his shoulder now; seemed to be a nervous habit just to scratch at his skin. ❝Why?❞
Baim Tsukada: "It Is the North Choson, for God's sake! The worst place to be at!"
He raised a brow. ❝I dunno what that means. North choson?❞
Baim Tsukada: "A 'democratic' country as they say themselves. In reality, it is a really strict country."
*For Dylan* JOB APPLICATION JUMPSCARE!
❝ACK, IT'S CUSTOMER SERVICE, RUN!❞
Dylan fidgeted a bit, swallowing. ❝They ah, they said you.. wanted to talk to me?❞
Baim Tsukada: "Yes, that is true. I have some questions..."
❝Boutttt?❞
Baim Tsukada: "One of my questions is... What. are. you. doing here? This is Nubagami territory."
Dylan blinked, surprised. ❝...It is? Last I knew, this was lemyone raider territory. I mean, if you took over than good riddance to them-❞
Baim Tsukada: "Rule number 1, never cross the Yakuza's path. What happened to the raiders, you may ask? We had to use some 'strong language' to 'politely' tell them to get out of here. Those who didn't listen are either working with us, either are dead."
Dylan blinked a few times then smiled. The lemyone raiders, gone. Fucking finally. Now he could stop getting shot by them.
.... but now he had to worry about this.
❝Oh. Cool. Well, I was jus' passing by. I don't mean harm.❞
Baim Tsukada: *He seems to believe that.* "Alright... My name is Baim, by the way. Baim Tsukada. The seasoned Shateigashira."
The boy relaxed a little. ❝I have no idea what the word is or what it means, but.. cool? My names Dylan!❞
Baim Tsukada: "Nice to meet you. We usually operate in Nopan, but we decided to take our stuff to this place. Gotta expand, need to make profit, no? What kind of businessmen would we be, if we didn't do shipments all around the world?"
❝Where's Nopan?❞ Focus Dylan. ❝and fair. Welcome to uh, America! Be prepared for other business trying to come at ya.❞ he chuckled.
Baim Tsukada: "Repeat the question, please? Where is Nopan?" *He sounds... Surprised and astonished.*
Dylan nodded, rocking on his heels. ❝Where is nopan, mhm. Never heard of it.❞
Baim Tsukada: *He looked at the other members, hands to the sides in confusion, as if silently asking: 'are you hearing what I'm hearing?'*
Dylan watched, confused. Was nopan a big deal? ❝...what?? I ain't ever heard o' it. Look, I only really know of Ireland, here, Italy.❞
Baim Tsukada: "... What's Italy?"
❝It's like here but-... fancier?? I dunno, never been.❞ he shrugged, scratching his neck. ❝We're all kinda lost huh?❞
Baim Tsukada: "Yeeeeeah... Anyways... If you're curious, Nopan is located in the Asya-Pasifik region, as well as other Asyan countries."
The boy scrunched his nose. ❝...Yeah I don't know what those are either. But... cooool? Why come to America specifically?❞
Baim Tsukada: "More profit. Besides, why wouldn't the Yakuza be here? We have reasons."
Dylan shrugged. ❝Well, alright then. Suppose you do you.❞
Baim Tsukada: "Word of advice if you're ever going to have the opportunity to travel anywhere you want (even if theoretically): DO NOT visit the DPRC."
The boy scratched his shoulder now; seemed to be a nervous habit just to scratch at his skin. ❝Why?❞
Baim Tsukada: "It Is the North Choson, for God's sake! The worst place to be at!"
*For Dylan* JOB APPLICATION JUMPSCARE!
❝ACK, IT'S CUSTOMER SERVICE, RUN!❞
Dylan fidgeted a bit, swallowing. ❝They ah, they said you.. wanted to talk to me?❞
Baim Tsukada: "Yes, that is true. I have some questions..."
❝Boutttt?❞
Baim Tsukada: "One of my questions is... What. are. you. doing here? This is Nubagami territory."
Dylan blinked, surprised. ❝...It is? Last I knew, this was lemyone raider territory. I mean, if you took over than good riddance to them-❞
Baim Tsukada: "Rule number 1, never cross the Yakuza's path. What happened to the raiders, you may ask? We had to use some 'strong language' to 'politely' tell them to get out of here. Those who didn't listen are either working with us, either are dead."
Dylan blinked a few times then smiled. The lemyone raiders, gone. Fucking finally. Now he could stop getting shot by them.
.... but now he had to worry about this.
❝Oh. Cool. Well, I was jus' passing by. I don't mean harm.❞
Baim Tsukada: *He seems to believe that.* "Alright... My name is Baim, by the way. Baim Tsukada. The seasoned Shateigashira."
The boy relaxed a little. ❝I have no idea what the word is or what it means, but.. cool? My names Dylan!❞
Baim Tsukada: "Nice to meet you. We usually operate in Nopan, but we decided to take our stuff to this place. Gotta expand, need to make profit, no? What kind of businessmen would we be, if we didn't do shipments all around the world?"
❝Where's Nopan?❞ Focus Dylan. ❝and fair. Welcome to uh, America! Be prepared for other business trying to come at ya.❞ he chuckled.
Baim Tsukada: "Repeat the question, please? Where is Nopan?" *He sounds... Surprised and astonished.*
Dylan nodded, rocking on his heels. ❝Where is nopan, mhm. Never heard of it.❞
Baim Tsukada: *He looked at the other members, hands to the sides in confusion, as if silently asking: 'are you hearing what I'm hearing?'*
Dylan watched, confused. Was nopan a big deal? ❝...what?? I ain't ever heard o' it. Look, I only really know of Ireland, here, Italy.❞
Baim Tsukada: "... What's Italy?"
❝It's like here but-... fancier?? I dunno, never been.❞ he shrugged, scratching his neck. ❝We're all kinda lost huh?❞
Baim Tsukada: "Yeeeeeah... Anyways... If you're curious, Nopan is located in the Asya-Pasifik region, as well as other Asyan countries."
The boy scrunched his nose. ❝...Yeah I don't know what those are either. But... cooool? Why come to America specifically?❞
Baim Tsukada: "More profit. Besides, why wouldn't the Yakuza be here? We have reasons."
Dylan shrugged. ❝Well, alright then. Suppose you do you.❞
Baim Tsukada: "Word of advice if you're ever going to have the opportunity to travel anywhere you want (even if theoretically): DO NOT visit the DPRC."

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*For Dylan* JOB APPLICATION JUMPSCARE!
❝ACK, IT'S CUSTOMER SERVICE, RUN!❞
Dylan fidgeted a bit, swallowing. ❝They ah, they said you.. wanted to talk to me?❞
Baim Tsukada: "Yes, that is true. I have some questions..."
❝Boutttt?❞
Baim Tsukada: "One of my questions is... What. are. you. doing here? This is Nubagami territory."
Dylan blinked, surprised. ❝...It is? Last I knew, this was lemyone raider territory. I mean, if you took over than good riddance to them-❞
Baim Tsukada: "Rule number 1, never cross the Yakuza's path. What happened to the raiders, you may ask? We had to use some 'strong language' to 'politely' tell them to get out of here. Those who didn't listen are either working with us, either are dead."
Dylan blinked a few times then smiled. The lemyone raiders, gone. Fucking finally. Now he could stop getting shot by them.
.... but now he had to worry about this.
❝Oh. Cool. Well, I was jus' passing by. I don't mean harm.❞
Baim Tsukada: *He seems to believe that.* "Alright... My name is Baim, by the way. Baim Tsukada. The seasoned Shateigashira."
The boy relaxed a little. ❝I have no idea what the word is or what it means, but.. cool? My names Dylan!❞
Baim Tsukada: "Nice to meet you. We usually operate in Nopan, but we decided to take our stuff to this place. Gotta expand, need to make profit, no? What kind of businessmen would we be, if we didn't do shipments all around the world?"
❝Where's Nopan?❞ Focus Dylan. ❝and fair. Welcome to uh, America! Be prepared for other business trying to come at ya.❞ he chuckled.
Baim Tsukada: "Repeat the question, please? Where is Nopan?" *He sounds... Surprised and astonished.*
Dylan nodded, rocking on his heels. ❝Where is nopan, mhm. Never heard of it.❞
Baim Tsukada: *He looked at the other members, hands to the sides in confusion, as if silently asking: 'are you hearing what I'm hearing?'*
Dylan watched, confused. Was nopan a big deal? ❝...what?? I ain't ever heard o' it. Look, I only really know of Ireland, here, Italy.❞
Baim Tsukada: "... What's Italy?"
❝It's like here but-... fancier?? I dunno, never been.❞ he shrugged, scratching his neck. ❝We're all kinda lost huh?❞
Baim Tsukada: "Yeeeeeah... Anyways... If you're curious, Nopan is located in the Asya-Pasifik region, as well as other Asyan countries."
The boy scrunched his nose. ❝...Yeah I don't know what those are either. But... cooool? Why come to America specifically?❞
Baim Tsukada: "More profit. Besides, why wouldn't the Yakuza be here? We have reasons."
*For Dylan* JOB APPLICATION JUMPSCARE!
❝ACK, IT'S CUSTOMER SERVICE, RUN!❞
Dylan fidgeted a bit, swallowing. ❝They ah, they said you.. wanted to talk to me?❞
Baim Tsukada: "Yes, that is true. I have some questions..."
❝Boutttt?❞
Baim Tsukada: "One of my questions is... What. are. you. doing here? This is Nubagami territory."
Dylan blinked, surprised. ❝...It is? Last I knew, this was lemyone raider territory. I mean, if you took over than good riddance to them-❞
Baim Tsukada: "Rule number 1, never cross the Yakuza's path. What happened to the raiders, you may ask? We had to use some 'strong language' to 'politely' tell them to get out of here. Those who didn't listen are either working with us, either are dead."
Dylan blinked a few times then smiled. The lemyone raiders, gone. Fucking finally. Now he could stop getting shot by them.
.... but now he had to worry about this.
❝Oh. Cool. Well, I was jus' passing by. I don't mean harm.❞
Baim Tsukada: *He seems to believe that.* "Alright... My name is Baim, by the way. Baim Tsukada. The seasoned Shateigashira."
The boy relaxed a little. ❝I have no idea what the word is or what it means, but.. cool? My names Dylan!❞
Baim Tsukada: "Nice to meet you. We usually operate in Nopan, but we decided to take our stuff to this place. Gotta expand, need to make profit, no? What kind of businessmen would we be, if we didn't do shipments all around the world?"
❝Where's Nopan?❞ Focus Dylan. ❝and fair. Welcome to uh, America! Be prepared for other business trying to come at ya.❞ he chuckled.
Baim Tsukada: "Repeat the question, please? Where is Nopan?" *He sounds... Surprised and astonished.*
Dylan nodded, rocking on his heels. ❝Where is nopan, mhm. Never heard of it.❞
Baim Tsukada: *He looked at the other members, hands to the sides in confusion, as if silently asking: 'are you hearing what I'm hearing?'*
Dylan watched, confused. Was nopan a big deal? ❝...what?? I ain't ever heard o' it. Look, I only really know of Ireland, here, Italy.❞
Baim Tsukada: "... What's Italy?"
❝It's like here but-... fancier?? I dunno, never been.❞ he shrugged, scratching his neck. ❝We're all kinda lost huh?❞
Baim Tsukada: "Yeeeeeah... Anyways... If you're curious, Nopan is located in the Asya-Pasifik region, as well as other Asyan countries."
*For Dylan* JOB APPLICATION JUMPSCARE!
❝ACK, IT'S CUSTOMER SERVICE, RUN!❞
Dylan fidgeted a bit, swallowing. ❝They ah, they said you.. wanted to talk to me?❞
Baim Tsukada: "Yes, that is true. I have some questions..."
❝Boutttt?❞
Baim Tsukada: "One of my questions is... What. are. you. doing here? This is Nubagami territory."
Dylan blinked, surprised. ❝...It is? Last I knew, this was lemyone raider territory. I mean, if you took over than good riddance to them-❞
Baim Tsukada: "Rule number 1, never cross the Yakuza's path. What happened to the raiders, you may ask? We had to use some 'strong language' to 'politely' tell them to get out of here. Those who didn't listen are either working with us, either are dead."
Dylan blinked a few times then smiled. The lemyone raiders, gone. Fucking finally. Now he could stop getting shot by them.
.... but now he had to worry about this.
❝Oh. Cool. Well, I was jus' passing by. I don't mean harm.❞
Baim Tsukada: *He seems to believe that.* "Alright... My name is Baim, by the way. Baim Tsukada. The seasoned Shateigashira."
The boy relaxed a little. ❝I have no idea what the word is or what it means, but.. cool? My names Dylan!❞
Baim Tsukada: "Nice to meet you. We usually operate in Nopan, but we decided to take our stuff to this place. Gotta expand, need to make profit, no? What kind of businessmen would we be, if we didn't do shipments all around the world?"
❝Where's Nopan?❞ Focus Dylan. ❝and fair. Welcome to uh, America! Be prepared for other business trying to come at ya.❞ he chuckled.
Baim Tsukada: "Repeat the question, please? Where is Nopan?" *He sounds... Surprised and astonished.*
Dylan nodded, rocking on his heels. ❝Where is nopan, mhm. Never heard of it.❞
Baim Tsukada: *He looked at the other members, hands to the sides in confusion, as if silently asking: 'are you hearing what I'm hearing?'*
Dylan watched, confused. Was nopan a big deal? ❝...what?? I ain't ever heard o' it. Look, I only really know of Ireland, here, Italy.❞
Baim Tsukada: "... What's Italy?"
*For Dylan* JOB APPLICATION JUMPSCARE!
❝ACK, IT'S CUSTOMER SERVICE, RUN!❞
Dylan fidgeted a bit, swallowing. ❝They ah, they said you.. wanted to talk to me?❞
Baim Tsukada: "Yes, that is true. I have some questions..."
❝Boutttt?❞
Baim Tsukada: "One of my questions is... What. are. you. doing here? This is Nubagami territory."
Dylan blinked, surprised. ❝...It is? Last I knew, this was lemyone raider territory. I mean, if you took over than good riddance to them-❞
Baim Tsukada: "Rule number 1, never cross the Yakuza's path. What happened to the raiders, you may ask? We had to use some 'strong language' to 'politely' tell them to get out of here. Those who didn't listen are either working with us, either are dead."
Dylan blinked a few times then smiled. The lemyone raiders, gone. Fucking finally. Now he could stop getting shot by them.
.... but now he had to worry about this.
❝Oh. Cool. Well, I was jus' passing by. I don't mean harm.❞
Baim Tsukada: *He seems to believe that.* "Alright... My name is Baim, by the way. Baim Tsukada. The seasoned Shateigashira."
The boy relaxed a little. ❝I have no idea what the word is or what it means, but.. cool? My names Dylan!❞
Baim Tsukada: "Nice to meet you. We usually operate in Nopan, but we decided to take our stuff to this place. Gotta expand, need to make profit, no? What kind of businessmen would we be, if we didn't do shipments all around the world?"
❝Where's Nopan?❞ Focus Dylan. ❝and fair. Welcome to uh, America! Be prepared for other business trying to come at ya.❞ he chuckled.
Baim Tsukada: "Repeat the question, please? Where is Nopan?" *He sounds... Surprised and astonished.*
Dylan nodded, rocking on his heels. ❝Where is nopan, mhm. Never heard of it.❞
Baim Tsukada: *He looked at the other members, hands to the sides in confusion, as if silently asking: 'are you hearing what I'm hearing?'*
*For Dylan* JOB APPLICATION JUMPSCARE!
❝ACK, IT'S CUSTOMER SERVICE, RUN!❞
Dylan fidgeted a bit, swallowing. ❝They ah, they said you.. wanted to talk to me?❞
Baim Tsukada: "Yes, that is true. I have some questions..."
❝Boutttt?❞
Baim Tsukada: "One of my questions is... What. are. you. doing here? This is Nubagami territory."
Dylan blinked, surprised. ❝...It is? Last I knew, this was lemyone raider territory. I mean, if you took over than good riddance to them-❞
Baim Tsukada: "Rule number 1, never cross the Yakuza's path. What happened to the raiders, you may ask? We had to use some 'strong language' to 'politely' tell them to get out of here. Those who didn't listen are either working with us, either are dead."
Dylan blinked a few times then smiled. The lemyone raiders, gone. Fucking finally. Now he could stop getting shot by them.
.... but now he had to worry about this.
❝Oh. Cool. Well, I was jus' passing by. I don't mean harm.❞
Baim Tsukada: *He seems to believe that.* "Alright... My name is Baim, by the way. Baim Tsukada. The seasoned Shateigashira."
The boy relaxed a little. ❝I have no idea what the word is or what it means, but.. cool? My names Dylan!❞
Baim Tsukada: "Nice to meet you. We usually operate in Nopan, but we decided to take our stuff to this place. Gotta expand, need to make profit, no? What kind of businessmen would we be, if we didn't do shipments all around the world?"
❝Where's Nopan?❞ Focus Dylan. ❝and fair. Welcome to uh, America! Be prepared for other business trying to come at ya.❞ he chuckled.
Baim Tsukada: "Repeat the question, please? Where is Nopan?" *He sounds... Surprised and astonished.*

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*For Dylan* JOB APPLICATION JUMPSCARE!
❝ACK, IT'S CUSTOMER SERVICE, RUN!❞
Dylan fidgeted a bit, swallowing. ❝They ah, they said you.. wanted to talk to me?❞
Baim Tsukada: "Yes, that is true. I have some questions..."
❝Boutttt?❞
Baim Tsukada: "One of my questions is... What. are. you. doing here? This is Nubagami territory."
Dylan blinked, surprised. ❝...It is? Last I knew, this was lemyone raider territory. I mean, if you took over than good riddance to them-❞
Baim Tsukada: "Rule number 1, never cross the Yakuza's path. What happened to the raiders, you may ask? We had to use some 'strong language' to 'politely' tell them to get out of here. Those who didn't listen are either working with us, either are dead."
Dylan blinked a few times then smiled. The lemyone raiders, gone. Fucking finally. Now he could stop getting shot by them.
.... but now he had to worry about this.
❝Oh. Cool. Well, I was jus' passing by. I don't mean harm.❞
Baim Tsukada: *He seems to believe that.* "Alright... My name is Baim, by the way. Baim Tsukada. The seasoned Shateigashira."
The boy relaxed a little. ❝I have no idea what the word is or what it means, but.. cool? My names Dylan!❞
Baim Tsukada: "Nice to meet you. We usually operate in Nopan, but we decided to take our stuff to this place. Gotta expand, need to make profit, no? What kind of businessmen would we be, if we didn't do shipments all around the world?"
*For Dylan* JOB APPLICATION JUMPSCARE!
❝ACK, IT'S CUSTOMER SERVICE, RUN!❞
Dylan fidgeted a bit, swallowing. ❝They ah, they said you.. wanted to talk to me?❞
Baim Tsukada: "Yes, that is true. I have some questions..."
❝Boutttt?❞
Baim Tsukada: "One of my questions is... What. are. you. doing here? This is Nubagami territory."
Dylan blinked, surprised. ❝...It is? Last I knew, this was lemyone raider territory. I mean, if you took over than good riddance to them-❞
Baim Tsukada: "Rule number 1, never cross the Yakuza's path. What happened to the raiders, you may ask? We had to use some 'strong language' to 'politely' tell them to get out of here. Those who didn't listen are either working with us, either are dead."
Dylan blinked a few times then smiled. The lemyone raiders, gone. Fucking finally. Now he could stop getting shot by them.
.... but now he had to worry about this.
❝Oh. Cool. Well, I was jus' passing by. I don't mean harm.❞
Baim Tsukada: *He seems to believe that.* "Alright... My name is Baim, by the way. Baim Tsukada. The seasoned Shateigashira."