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Topic Started: Aug 30 2015, 02:00 AM (897 Views)
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It was a hot day, and if it felt like a hot day to the fallen angel, it had to be scorching for everyone else. She could only imagine that the only way it could be hotter is if Zuus thought it was hot. At that point, the only explanation was that Hell had literally broken loose on Earth.

Despite her desire to leave the small hidden village alone to preserve its safety, Angeles could not bear to fly on the sweltering desert air any longer, she needed to land, find shade, cool off, and wait for the temperature to drop.

She gathered a few stares as she landed and stepped into the village, folding her wings on her back. Others reacted like it was nothing new. She understood now that some earthlings figured her for some sort of avian anthro, which was fine. There was a little color on her cheeks from the heat, as well as a sheen to her skin. She looked around and saw what looked like a bar or pub. It looked promising.

She shed her coat on her way into the door, slipping her wings through the hole with a centuries-practiced move and draped it over her arm. She was getting used to how exposed the halter-top felt leaving her arms bare, but it was a better fit for her wings and newly acquired female body.

She walked up to the bar and slipped onto one of the stools, "water," she said with some exhaustion.

The bartender raised his brow and leveled his gaze at her, "ma'am, you do know what kind of place this is right?"

The fallen angel looked up and settled her gaze on his, "yes. Water, please."

The man shook his head in disbelief and went to the sink, getting her some tap water and setting the glass in front of her. He muttered something like, "on the house crazy woman," as he walked away.

Angeles sighed in relief and took the cup, pouring a little in her cupped hand and using it to wet down her cheeks and back of her neck. She closed her eyes, feeling much better already, then she froze, a single drop of water falling from her chin. Black eyes snapped open and she looked slowly around. Something was calling to her, tugging at her senses. Her lips parted as her eyes hunted for the source.

Something... enticing, was here.
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Angeles could feel his breath graze against her, and she shuddered, and gripped the sheets tighter. He wasted no time moving to her, and a sensation she had never known wracked her body. Her body shivered and her skin crawled as her back arced, a loud moan breaking the relative silence. her wings fluttered on their own, feathers ruffling with shivers.

She sank from her elbows back to the bed and writhed under Daze's masterful tongue, wave after wave of a deliciously numbing feeling crashing over her. Her eyes rolled and closed as her body arched and lowered repeatedly. Her hands kneaded the sheets desperately, and she felt small cool tears build at the corner of her eyes.

It felt so good. Why was she crying? She didn't have time to ponder as another wave washed through her body, and the next moan was the wizard's name.

"Daze!" she gasped in surprise, inhaling sharply, tossing her head back. She moaned again, wanting to have more of this feeling. Every muscle in her body drew tight, her gasps becoming more frequent, her legs spreading a little more without any command from the fallen angel.

"Daze!" she cried again, a little softer, a little more desperate, "Daze please!" She didn't know what she was asking for, more, more something, more of this feeling, but more. She had no words for it, but she hoped Daze had some kind of answer.
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It wasn't the curling of toes... it was better. She was pleading, no, Begging him. She was begging him for something. She had no clue what. But asking for it none the less. Daze was not the type of man to turn down special requests. Especially when it was one of his favorites.

With a small gasp for air, Daze lifted himself from between Angeles' legs. A grin stretched from ear to ear on his face that displayed the pride he had in his work. He was introducing this angel into a whole new world. He stood up straight, moving his hands to his pants that have been undone for quite some time. Mostly because the button had broken off far longer than he remembers.

His pants plopped to the ground, revealing his member standing erect. Pointed at Angeles. Daze stepped towards her, placing his hands on the outer part of both of her legs before pulling her closer to him.

"Alright," he said, mostly because he felt like he needed to say something. It was the best he could come up with.

Daze pushed the tip of his member to the entrance of her labia, slowly pressing past the resistance. He tried not to be forceful and he did his best to be slow about it. He knew that it could be painful for her so he had to take that into consideration. The last thing he wanted was for her to remember him in a horrible light for the rest of her life for ruining her first time. Everyone remembers their first time. Well, everyone but Daze. He doesn't remember much.

Once in as far as he felt comfortable going, he began to pull back some; girating his hips to repeat the process. His hands stayed firmly gripped onto her legs, pulling her closer to him with each forward motion... which also pulled her closer to the edge of the bed.
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Angeles didn't want to look, as Daze stepped away from her and pushed his garment down off his hips. But she did, and she was both terrified and in awe. Sure she had seen plenty like it, lust demon often had a tendency to wave it around as an intimidation tactic. But Daze was no demon, and her head fell back to the bed. She heard him speak, and she closed her eyes tightly, gripping the sheets, which dragged with her a bit when he pulled her close.

She gasped as she felt his heat touch hers, then held her breath.

That didn't last long, her breath betrayed her, escaping in a soft melody of moans as he pushed inside of her, sending a sensation she had never felt before. her eyes opened and looked to daze, pitch black pools absorbing everything about the man as he was now, standing above her, smiling, hands on her legs. He filled her, and she had no words to describe what she felt.

But pain was not one of them, perhaps a small blessing of being given a succubi's body?

"Please," she whispered again, perhaps too quietly to hear this time, but Daze complied regardless, drawing his hips back, sending shivers down every part of her body as her fingers clenched and flexed against the blankets. When he moved forward again, her body bucked and moved with him. Instinct, pure instinct.

She and the sheets were inched further and further away from the one side of the bed, and closer and closer to Daze. Her gaze slipped as her head tilted back, her voice singing as the pleasure built, feeling every inch of him move to please her. Daze's name came up every other note of the melody, as if she knew no other word in the world, and eventually, her eyes settled on him again, his face his smile, his eyes.

Her hands lifted from the sheets and stretch towards him, beseeching him to be even closer to her.
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The sound of her voice resonated within Daze's mind. It was a sound he couldn't escape. She was enjoying this in ways he couldn't begin to comprehend. It was as if some longing had finally been fulfilled. A destiny realized or a prophecy fulfilled. Regardless, Daze intended to fulfill whatever Angeles desired.

A low toned moan escaped Daze's mouth as Angeles beckoned him. He tried to speak, but could only managed the moan. His mouth was dry and talking was too hard right now. His brain has eliminated the need for such frivolous things for the time being. As before, he wasn't one to turn down a request.

Daze reached under Angeles, sliding his hand's up her lower back and stopping right under her wings' base. He lifted her up enough so that he could slide her further onto the queen sized bed. In the same motion he climbed on top of the bed with her, never retracting himself from her.

His legs slid between hers, his hands sliding out from beneath her and up towards her own as he leaned in to her. His chest against hers, his face beside hers. They were interlocked, Daze's hips shifting and retracting into hers. His mouth making it's way to her very own. His lips on hers. His everything. His all.
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The sound of his voice, lowing softly sent a jolt through her body, causing it to buck slightly. The low admittance that she was not the only one whose mind was being overrun with passion did something to her, and she smiled.

The man bent and lifted her, his arm snaking around her lower back and her own clung to him at the feeling of weightlessness. She gasped against his shoulder, and felt her back lowered back onto the bed, with Daze's body pressed against hers. Her legs spread to accommodate his new position, the change of angle pressing him in new ways inside of her.

His hand found hers where it lay by her head, and she laced her fingers with his and he began moving again. With his hands in hers, she was pinned, trapped, but she liked it. He began to move again, and her body moved with it, hips rising to meet each thrust as if practiced.

Skin rubbed against skin, slicked with sweat, his chest pressing her breasts with every motion. Her mantra of pleas and his name was silence when his lips found hes, and she returned the kiss feverishly.

Wave after wave, the ache she had felt grew, became almost blinding, there was hardly a breath where her voice didn't try to break free, moaning against Daze's lips when they broke for breath. Her fingers tightly clasped his, knuckles turning white. The pleasure kept mounting, kept building, hot tears flowed from Angeles' eyes into her hair, and a new word replaced her mantra, "yes," she gasped, "yes!"

This was what she had been missing, been craving. She needed this, she had needed him, and now, she needed release, "oh Daze! Please."
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His name... never did he think to hear his name spoken in that way from her. In fact, never did Daze even imagine this scenario was a possibility. But here he was; pinning her arms above her head, kissing at her neck while making love to her. They were polar opposites... or used to be. She was order, he was Chaos. She was righteousness and he was selfishness. Maybe that's what made the sparks ignite from the get go.

The time lapsing was difficult to keep track of. The sun had long since set without either of them realizing it. The only light in the room was that created by the moon and the ever so bright stars above. They were so far out away from the city that there was not artificial lighting to block the lighting of the galaxies above.

"I'm..... I'm..." Daze tried to muster the words, but his mouth was far too dry to put the words together.

All of it, ever second built up to this moment. At least for Daze. He was very careful to remove himself. He wasn't sure if she was able to be impregnated, but it wasn't something he was willing to bet on. He knows more than anyone else he'd be a shit parent.

"Ohh...." he sighed, laying down next to Angeles, breathing heavily from what was an unknown amount of time for the two. After all there were no clocks in the room. They only had the sky to measure the time.
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Over and over again he moved and sent stars into the fallen angel's vision, his warm lips had moved to her neck and sent sparks against her skin. Her voice broke in moans and whimpers, her legs tightening around him. Her eyes had adjusted to the darkness she was unaware had descended, and the silent cool light of the moon against their bodies was the only witness to this profane act, the stark night air the only to hear the songs of passion issuing from the fallen angel, driven to the brink by a single mortal man. Her wings unfolded from under her, and spread to either side, curling as if threatening to engulf the man in their darkness.

Daze seemed to move for eternity, giving her an endless pleasure where she stood with her toes on the edge to an enticing abyss, that called to her to fall in to the unknown. She closed her eyes, and Daze gasped against her neck.

Her eyes snapped open. It was a quick crescendo to a climax, and a feeling f pleasure she had never known crashed through every nerve in her body. Her voice cried out, perhaps too pure of a note for what had caused it to ring out to the air. With a shudder she felt Daze leave her, and a pulse of power ran through her body as she whimpered then gasped for air.

The man moved and laid beside her with a sigh, the angel looked at the ceiling, her mind in a haze from a mixture of alcohol, pleasure and the sudden flux of power she felt. Not soon after he found his position next to her though, requiring her to move her wing, and as she did so, her body shifted onto its side, and she moved, nuzzling into him with soft grateful kisses against his chest and neck and a single wing moved to blanket the both of them.

It was likely the closest to 'thank you' he was ever going to get.

While the surge of energy threatened to keep her awake for hours, the triple shot of tequila was quickly dragging her down from her eye, and from where she lay, her head resting under his chin, her hands lightly on his chest, body next to his, she quickly fell asleep, before her breathing had even gotten back to normal.
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The night was kind. Cool air, silence and just enough lighting to see the two laying together, still embracing one another from a long night of new experiences. This particular moment was a new experience for Daze. He could have moved from their position before falling asleep... but something about it was.... nice. It was a change of pace from passing out in awkward positions and sometimes just going for round two.

However all good things must come to an end. The sun was sure to make that happen. Daze was a very heavy sleeper and he did not appreciate the sun's efforts to wake him. The moment the light cascaded through the feathers of Angeles' wings Daze began to roll on his side to cover his eyes with his arm.

"Fuck you...." he cursed to the sun, as if there were some celestial being operating the sun's beams directly into his eyes.

Daze wasn't going to have this kind of free time for much longer. He had no skills to assist in the creation of the city in the ruins of the North. Machi, Talon and Sin excelled in those fields. He was more of a tear shit down kind of guy. As far as he knew this could be one of his last few days hanging out here. He'd have a new place to chill that was more his speed. Of course he'd be taking Bruce with him. He didn't have much choice in the matter.
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Angeles didn't dream at all when she slept, it felt like she had closed her eyes, and then one second later, with renewed heated air that caused a sheen of sweat on her skin, someone was moving and waking her up. Her eyes fluttered open against a massive headache, at the sound of a voice cursing, and saw the tattoos of a dark-skinned back.

And she remembered everything.

With a short cry and much fluttering of wings, the angel scrambled backwards, not accounting for the edge of the bed and fell, her entangled foot dragging the sheet down with her a little ways while she crawled backwards, looking at the man on the bed.

"Oh no," she gasped, her pounding head falling into her heads as she tried to catch her shaky breath. Why did it hurt? Why did she do that!? And why did she remember everything!? Alcohol was renowned for making people forget things. Instead she remembered every fine detail, every motion, every feeling, every gasp and moan. And rather than give her the relief Rain said it would, she wanted it again.

Luckily, or perhaps without luck, she was too sober for that and ignored the urges. The immense pain in her head helped kill the desire.

"Why~," she whined softly as she sat there naked on the floor, wings curled and ruffled, keeping the sun from making an already painful situation worse.
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Machi, was quite the simple person. It didn't take much to get her attention, but it took a lot to hold it. So, while her help with building the city was going well, it was quite a challenge to keep the Majin focused. It did help that building a variety of things was quite good, as good as it got though. The main problem, was the magic inside the Majin, that had wanted her to return to Daze's side immediately. Though, Daze had stressed that it'd be alright enough that she was able to last the night.

BUT! It was night no more, and as the sun started to come up, Machi activated her teleport, and arrived in the space above Daze's bed. "Good morning!" Machi exclaimed loudly, happy to see Daze again after their parting. Machi didn't hold herself up in the air with her ki, so she ended up falling onto Daze's chest. That was, if he didn't move out of the way.

"Winged Lady?" Machi questioned from the bed, looking at the figure sitting on the ground. Using her keen skills in observation, Machi noticed that Angeles was naked, and had probably just been in bed with Daze.

"Were you having fun without me?" Machi directed towards Daze, tilting her head to the side while waiting for an answer.
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Daze was asleep. Like a rock. He missed out on Angeles' panicking and Machi's entrance. It took a bit to wake him up sometimes. Especially when he got to do two of the four reasons for living at the same time. Even more so when Music wasn't one of them. Didn't take a lot out of a person to listen to music. However, Machi's landing on Daz'es chest was more than enough to wake him up.

"OOPHS!" He grunted, opening his eyes to see Machi there. "Oh... he...huh?" Daze moaned, rubbing his eyes.

He attempted to remember what happened last night. He remember having sex... drinking. Was it with Machi? Did the two of them finally do the deed and he didn't remember it? Then why was he thinking about Angeles the whole time?

I'm not in love with Wings am I!? Daze thought to himself, concluding to the only possibly solution for such an action. To sleep with one girl while thinking of another... that's the only Daze Logical Conclusion possible.

That's when he felt a presence in the room. Well. More heard one.

"Oh... hey, yeah. Looks like Wings and I did have some fun last night. Sorry Machi," Daze said with a shit eating grin as he reached up to Machi's face and placed a hand on her cheek.

Fortunately for Machi she's see Daze nude several times now. That and she probably doesn't even understand whats so weird about nudity for people. However... Angeles was going to have a different kind of issue. Now that the room was well lit it was apparent that Daze had tossed her pants right out the window when removing them last night. The details was in the crime scene as more of the window was broken than before and her pants were nowhere to be seen in the room.
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It got worse. It got so much worse. There was yelling, and through parted fingers Angeles saw Machi landing on Daze, who then awoke and was confused. Angeles was frozen the entire time the two spoke, and a bit to her horror, the urge to go another round with Daze was there.

Daze said they had fun. No they didn't! Angeles did not have fun, and she would have protested except that the word, "hey!" that she yelled to begin made her head throb and she covered her face again.

...

Oh who was she kidding she enjoyed every last second of what happened. And she was not okay with that! She needed to leave before the urge to go again took over. She scrambled to her hands and feet like a trapped animal and her green eyes looked around. Aha! her boots. She leapt forward and grabbed them, almost putting them on but then reminded herself that pants needed to be put on after pants. Top! She snatched her top that was just nearby. She stood up and winced against the sun, wings curling around her for decency rather than protecting her eyes and she frantically donned her top while looking for her pants.

Where were her pants?

Daze and Machi were temporarily forgotten as she scrambled to find her pants, looking literally everywhere, until a chilled gaze looked to the window. She slowly approached it like walking to the executioner's block. and leaned out the hole in the glass, lightly cutting her skin where the edges touched her.

There were her pants, in a pile on the ground for the world to see. The muscles in her neck appeared as she stepped back and turned, giving a horrified look to both Daze and Machi.

She was trapped in here with them.

Forever.
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Touching Daze's hand with her own, there wasn't much about the man that the Majin didn't like. The only thing that could change for the better was his desire to get into conflict all the time. Though, that was because of his way of life, so Machi wasn't going to get upset over that. Rather, she would just have to get stronger and make sure that he would always come out no worse for wear.

Noticing the movement from Wings, Machi would float into the air off Daze and watch the angel move around. Raising an eyebrow, Machi wondered what she was up to looking around the room and such. Eventually, she would get to the window and turn back to look at Machi and Daze. Her face was in a weird expression, like she wasn't enjoying her time here anymore. That wasn't good, so, Machi resorted to thinking about the four ways of life Daze instilled in her.

"Is Wings not having fun?" Machi started, landing on the ground a few feet away from the winged being, "Want to have fun with Machi?" Of course, Machi was referring to the act of fun Wings had with Daze. Machi would give Angeles a slight smile, wanting the woman to be happy. Also, she figured that Angeles was one of her Mates now, now that she had done stuff with Daze. That was how it worked... if the Majin remembered correctly.
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Machi wasn't exactly heavy, in fact she was a lot lighter than one would expect. Still, Daze was relieved for her to get off. Mostly because he needed to use the restroom and her sitting on him made him realize that all the more. In fact, as soon as she got off of Daze, he fell straight through a Fade portal he formed at the bed. He was gone only for a brief moment... but returned right at the butt end of Machi's offer.

"WHOA! DAMN GIRL!" Daze shouted, standing in between the two still fully nude. "This party just got better," he added... if you could call that adding to a conversation.

Daze couldn't help but notice Angeles holding her boots and top. She looked like she was about to fuck and sneak out after a one night stand. She was about to perform a Walk of Shame from some Coyote Ugly she had the night before. Nuh Uh. Daze's not going to have any of that. They're going to have a proper morning after.

"Whoa... Wings? You're not trying to bail out on me already are you?" Daze asked, questioning her demeanor and hurry to get dressed. "We haven't had more drinks, breakfast and round two yet," Daze added, giving a thumbs up with his arm stretched out as far as it could go.
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"F-fun?" Angeles all but whispered in a bit of a stupor. 'Fun?' With the majin? ... could the majin have that kind of fun? Daze appeared, still butt-ass naked and confirmed, in his own way, that yes, Machi could have that kid of fun. But... how? Then Daze spoke, garnering Angeles' attention from his nether regions back to his eyes, the same deer-in-the-headlights expression she had since she looked out the widow.

Breakfast? More drinks? "R-round two?"

He gave her a thumbs up and she looked from his hand, to his face. She felt a pulse go through her body as she glanced between Machi and him, then back to him. She was all for round two.

She held up a finger for a moment, swallowing, then whipped around and dove out the window, squeezing her naked ass out of it, cutting more than a little skin as she forced herself through, removing any and all of the broken glass, leaving behind a completely empty pane as she fell to the ground below, landing on one knee and snatching her pants.

She had never put her pants on so quickly in her life, and before they were even fastened she took off, crashing into the wall of the next building as she was focused on trying to get the button done. She fell back to the ground, groaning in pain, stood and took off towards the sky this time.

Her coat was left behind in the bar, completely out of her mind. She was going to have to get it back later, if Bruce had been kind enough to keep it for her. All she knew was that she needed to get the hell out of there, before she did something else that she didn't entirely regret.
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Giving Daze a quick glance when he reappeared, his presence didn't change much for the Majin. She was indeed quite used to seeing Daze naked at this point, and it didn't cause any special reaction seeing him like that. Though, she did start to get a bigger smile when Daze talked about the activities they were about to have. It sounded like great fun, and Machi was all for fun.

Gasping a bit in surprise as Wings went through the window, Machi flew to the observation port to watch what was happening. Seeing her put on some clothing of some kind, Machi turned to Daze.

"Is she doing the bail? Is Machi not fun?" This wasn't good, Machi was looking forward to having fun with Wings. Though, Machi didn't have any way of getting the winged person back, so she would have to live with Wings leaving them there.
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"Aw, yeah... she bailed," Daze nodded, "Weak sauce if you ask me," he shook his head making a 'tsk' sound effect with his mouth. "It's alright though, she's one of me mates now, we'll see her again!" Daze spoke.

Suddenly his orbs began to glow rapidly. Time eased up for a brief second before their magic shot out the window towards Angeles like a homing missile. There was no notable impact, no pain or sound. There was just a presence. A bit of Daze was now within her. She carried him. She was a part of his consciousness now. He could feel her, sense her and now knows when she's in danger.

Because she's one of his mates.

"Don't feel bad Bubble-Gum-Babe!" Daze said, walking over to Machi and wrapping his arms around her for a hug. "You're one of the most fun people I know. Wings is just a bit of a stiff," He laughed.
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Angeles was sure that she couldn't get away fast enough, her wings flapping furiously so that she could get into the desert. She knew she needed just one thing: water. She needed to get clean, to wash away the scent and not even be able to wash away the guilt. She had enjoyed it, she couldn't escape that fact, couldn't even deny it, but she didn't want to admit it, and she felt shame for it.

As she had made it over the sands, something, a blue light, it touched her without feeling, but she curled suddenly mid air with a gasp and wide eyes. It didn't hurt, it was just suddenly there, and it felt like Daze, it felt like when he was lifting her into his arms. She... didn't know how she felt about that, hovering in the air.

She looked down, hands pressed to her chest, she frowned, a little sad, but flew forward still.

Either way, she needed to get clean. Maybe she'd talk with Daze again later, when she calmed down, and thank him properly.
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Noticing the magic come out of Daze, Machi just had to smile knowing what it meant. It confirmed her suspicions that Wings was one of her mates now, and that they would have fun in the future. Though, it would have been awesome to have fun now, having fun was always good.

Returning Daze's hug, Machi was quite glad at the compliment she got from him, "Awesome! You are super fun too!" Even though Wings had left them to have fun on her own somewhere, Machi figured that she and Daze could do something. But, that was after the hug, Machi would simply hug the man until he didn't want to anymore. He was her master, and she enjoyed his presence.
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The day had just begun. In fact, Daze was up quite early for Daze terms. The sun was barely done with it's rise into the morning sky. The whole day was ahead of them. In fact, they could go do anything they wanted.

"Let's drink!" Daze shouted, grabbing Machi by the shoulders and holding her out in front of him with a shit eating grin on his face.

Or... they could just get plastered drunk.

Daze walked over to his pants and pulled them on, negating the idea of wearing boots or a shirt. In fact, it was too hot for that. He did, however, have trouble getting said pants on. They were and have always been just a tad too small. But the material was stretchy, it just looked painted on at times.

"Yeah, we can drink some, then we can go do... ugh..." Daze paused for a moment, looking out the window for an idea. "FUCK YEAH!" Daze shouted, "Lets got to the Beach!" he added, suggesting a new experience for the Majin.
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