Slap that bitch. Show it who's the boss.

You punch the piece of shit instead. Serves it well.

fuck I forgot the picture

>Look down so we can see what your bottom half looks like.

What. You're not THAT special. Just a regular dog lusus, y'know. Yup.

Hey look the son of a bitch is hissing at you. You really need to set up proper punishments for the mismatched-eyed freak of nature.

>Steal some mismatched glasses and turn his eyes purple.

You're sure you have never seen mismatched glasses in your entire life. You DO have some spare red glasses owned by your delightful son though.

Hold on while I post another panel

You guess you could make ONE of its eyes purple?

>Show off your special Lusus powers.

>Induce torture. And by that I mean force him to watch Dora the Explorer.

Updates will resume tomorrow. Sleep time!

The torture is working! Success!

You figure you should go and find out where your son is though. He's been gone for a while.

>WAIT, WHO'S THAT AT YOUR DOORSTEP?

>>735

Cat: Realize that this torture has given you special powers, by which I mean a RUDIMENTARY GRASP OF THE SPANISH LANGUAGE. Use this to make dog lusus's life a living hell.

>Optional: Suddenly be start sounding like you're voiced by TROLL ANOTNIO BANDERAS.

Your son has returned from one of his many travels! You occasionally wonder what he's doing without your supervision, but when he gets back home he always assures you that he's fine.

bluh bluh how do sprites work
also fuck backgrounds

You greet him in the appropiate manner.

Silly boy never gets used to it.

>>737
You lost so many IQ POINTS by watching it that you temporarily forgot what SPANISH was.

This show sucks dick.

>You haven't shown off your special Lusus powers yet!

>>932
>Lusus powers: Suck really really hard.

Lusus powers? The only lusus powers you have are taking care of your troll, slapping the shit out of your bitch and the general householding.

Wait, that just sort of sucks.

You are now THIS HANDSOME GENTLETROLL. You find that your MOIRAIL is bothering you, although you don't really consider her a MOIRAIL. She's more of a nuisance to you, but you guess you could consider answering her.

Or maybe you should introduce yourself properly first.

You are DAMIAN MIBARC and you hide your NUBBY PAIR OF HORNS under your HAT so you can be a COOL GUY like your DAD.

Oh wait we weren't supposed to know that, were we?

.............. :3c

THIRD TIME'S A CHARM

>>1527
Anyway, you know a vague description of someone you presume to be your dad, or at least one of your ancestors. You vow to find him one day. One day..

Until then you're just being a piece of shit all day.

(No picture because I suck and hero mode takes longer than I expected. Anyway suggestions are open peoplee)

>Damian: Cut your wrists and but the blood all over the walls.

>Answer that troll who's bothering you.

-- mindlessContention [MC] began trolling alphaDelinquent [AD] --
MC: HELLO.
AD: what do you want now.
AD: ha2 your lii2py 2elf not yet realii2ed that ii'm bu2y.
MC: I JUSST NEED TWO ASSK MY MOIRAIL SSOMETHING. <>
AD: GOG FRIICKIING DAMMIIT DON'T CALL ME THAT JEGU2
AD: are you too retarded to notice about ANYONE po22iibly having black feeliing2 for you or what.
MC: NO, BUT I WASS GOING TO ASSK THAT ACTUALLY.
MC: I WASS THINKING MAYBE YOU COULD HELP ME FIND OUT WHO COULD HAVE BLACK FEELINGSS FOR ME.
MC: I'M SSTARTING TO SSUSSPECT SSOMETHING YOU SSEE.
AD: FDK2JFHK2L;
AD: you're the wor2t be2t friend ii've ever had, 2eriiou2ly.
AD: iit'2 liike you don't know me at all 2ometiime2.
MC: ):
MC: AW, DON'T SSAY THAT.
MC: I WASS JUSST ASSKING A QUESSTION.
MC: BUT IF YOU'RE BUSSY I UNDERSSTAND, I'LL JUSST GO AND FIGURE IT OUT BY MYSSELF.
MC: LATER. <>
--mindlessContention [MC] ceased trolling alphaDelinquent [AD] --
AD: ii
AD: fuck, never miind.

She is so oblivious.

You.
Absolutely.
Fucking.
HATE.
Her.
<3<

Find Scylla. Bust in on her with a loud yell of "HARLOT" or some similarly ridiculous insult.

You bust in her house, yelling the first thing that comes to mind.

She seems to have expected you, judging from the lack of surprise, but that was an unusual entrance coming from you. You don't even know what a harlot is.

This is incredibly silly!

goddamn

>Break ice with hug
>While still yelling HARLOT!

> Punch the (what the hell is a harlot anyway) right in her stupid face.

You contemplate hugging her but what sense does that even make to you?

Exactly, none.

Instead, you try to punch her, but she doesn't let you, drifting the whole thing off into a childish slapfest and making everything all the more awkward.

If your ancestors could see you now, they would be very disappointed.

Punch her mouth!

No fuck this, you're tired. Why did you even come here. This is stupid and you're stupid and she is stupid and-

Scylla asks why you came here.
What do you say/do?

>You are suddenly not busy any more and you are going to help her on her quest for a blackrom partner.

>Challenge her to a FLARP battle.

>An elaborate and albeit embarrassingly specific explanation of your feelings for her.

>Say that you confused her house for another one and walk back out. This was a waste of your time.

>An elaborate and albeit embarrassingly specific explanation of your feelings for her.

Repost because color fail. Fixed now

>>2084
You finally decide to explain your feelings in the aforementioned overly elaborate way. No detail was spared.

Scylla is baffled.

>Scylla: Sslap

>>2158
Yes, Sslap him (whatever an Sslap is) for even THINKING of that joke, let alone actually saying it

>>2160
ooh no no no i meant the blackromance kind of slap but whatever i guess.

You are now Scylla and you are baffled at the discovery of your potential blackrom.

All those letters you got, every gesture.. How could you have been so ignorant?

You hesitantly raise your fist. Or hand. You are not thinking at the moment, so it shouldn't matter.

==>

>>2179
You can't believe it was your moirail all along. On the one side, you want to hate him because he hates you back and it's possibly your only chance at a blackrom. On the other side, you can't because he's your moirail!

You try to hit him..

YOU CANNOT DO IT. YOU CANNOT HIT THE BOY.

>shoosh pap him instead

SCYLLA: OH MY GOD.
DAMIAN: what the fuck are you doiing.
SCYLLA: JUSST
SCYLLA: WHAT
DAMIAN: JEGU2 2TOP FLIIPPIING YOUR 2HIIT AND GET YOUR FIILTHY HAND2 OFF ME.

>Find that you can punch him after all because his glasses are stupid looking.

>>2182

>Scylla: Look at that amazingly punchable face. Goddamn, this guy is a douche. Feel the hatred engulf your rapidly expanding and contracting cardiovascular bladder.

>Punch him in the face.

>DO IT.

>>2180
Many a morail has become something else. But if you truly wish it...
>Store your hatred. Do not even THINK of unleashing it. Just be so nice to him. This will build the hatred up until the point it can be real.

You are not very good at blackrom. You wish your parents could've educated you in the matter.

In the process, you punched off his glasses.

>>2254
Welp. That burst out quickly. ...I dunno where it'd go from here.

>>2256
I'll most likely do another panel tomorrow if I don't get suggestions overnight overnight for me since timezones lol so stay tuned! I've just been tired today so I couldn't do much more I'm afraid.

DAMIAN: Forgive the nice girl.

>>2262

>Damian: Disregard that. Scylla just punched your (bitchin') glasses off!

Oh jegus, this asshole is attacking Scylla again.

Sometimes you wish you weren't waxing so much ashen for them. They're becoming a pain in the ass.

If we could see your whole face, we could see your full disgust about the matter.

>>2339

>Masked stranger: Reveal strife specibus to be either machette or possibly chainsaw.

Okay yeah no, you're pretty much embarrassed to show people your strife specibus. Of course, it's a pretty badass chainsaw you have stored in there, but it's in a hideously defect card. Anything you put in there becomes an ugly unrecognizable icon. Look at it, it looks like a freaking key! Oh, the horrors!

Not to mention that the name was missing so you scribbled the name on it and a reminder to you and everyone else that it is not a key.

You quickly tuck it away and talk to your friends.

???: You guyx done yet
???: Xeriouxly xometimex I cant comprehend how xtupid ye handle yer relationxhip
???: I wouldnt have to wax fucken axhen for ye if ye juxt got together already
???: Pfft I thought ye could act like yer bloodcolor hehehe OH WAIT
SCYLLA: OH HELLO XANARA.
SCYLLA: WHAT'SS WRONG WITH MY BLOOD COLOR?
SCYLLA: I PERSSONALLY LIKE THE ORANGY TONE. ):

You say what.

So your name is XANARA XWIFFT. You have a fondness for anything that is electricity related. You are very proud of your blood color, and as such, you like to show off a lot during FLARP sessions. Everything but your face. You would rather not be reminded of an event long forgotten.

As we have seen, ye xpeak in a xtrange fucken accent.

You ask Scylla and Damian to go FLARPing with you.

>Scylla and Damian: What will you do?

big urp doot
SUGGESTIONS OPEN

FUCK pretend I didn't forget her horns

>Hey kid, wanna FLARP?

>>2421

>Xanara: Flash back to the HORRIBLE EVENT in which you were HORRIBLY DISFIGURED.

You rather not think about that terrible, terrible event. You will explain it to everyone in due time, but you seem to be busy auspisticing between your shitty lowblood friends. Yeah, yeah you're definitely doing that. Heh.

Xo, ye guyx wanna FLARP?

Your associates are kind of iffy about it.

XANARA: YER GINNAE FLARP WIT' ME OR I CUT YER 'EADX IN TWO
DAMIAN: Uh yeah 2ure why not maybe iit'll be fun

Your attempt to convince them was an overwhelming success!

Okay it was late night when I was drawing those panels, I should really get used to drawing Xanara with horns
JUST IMAGINE THEY'RE THERE