07-12-2018, 10:01 AM
Amber's new partner didn't smell very clean. He also lacked the gravitas of Broly.
"Whompt gonna smash." The orc sneered as he pointed with his axe toward the pair of primes who had been dropped in beach.
"Let's give them a show," Amber smiled as she drew Razorback.
"Whompt gonna smash." The orc sneered as he pointed with his axe toward the pair of primes who had been dropped in beach.
"Let's give them a show," Amber smiled as she drew Razorback.
Quote:Word Limit: 850
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Time Limit: 48 hours
Random Elements: On
Damage Meter: Off
Time limit starts at 10 AM CDT on July 12, 2018
Whompt will be ghost-written, so he has 48 hours to write like everyone else.
Beach Party – You’re on a pristine beach, like one straight out of Costa del Sol. There’s a life guard tower, some blankets and beach balls, along with anything else you might find at a restor-y beach.The Fight Area is a 60-foot stretch of sandy beachside property (roughly 20 feet of sandy fun and 20 feet of ocean). You can wade out up to about 12 feet deep, but there’s no undertow given the barrier at the edge of the Fight Area. While everything is beautiful where you are, if you look in the distance, the sky is dark and foreboding.
Stipulations: No special stipulations

