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Jun. 18th, 2017 06:08 pmThere were three things that really motivated an Oni: drinking, fighting, and fucking. That first one was the overriding priority, bar none. A sober Oni was a deeply unpleasant creature, but fortunately, alcohol was typically something that was easy to find. The other two, well, which one won out often depended on the specific Oni and what mood they were in. And right now, Yuugi was looking for a sex bender.
See, fighting was fun. For a long time now, Yuugi had been living in the Former Hell, picking fights with anyone who wandered through. But that did leave her craving the other hedonistic way to spend her time, and partners for that were much harder to come by. Still, one thing she did hear plenty of was rumors, so when she realized she'd actually gotten bored of picking fights, it was time to set her sights on greener pastures and the chance to get laid, a lot, for a long time. And where better to look for that than a place called Sexland?
Getting there was fairly easy. Well, getting anywhere was fairly easy when you could fly and nothing was ballsy enough to stop you. She knew she was in the right place when she felt her ability to do the former taxing her more and more; Sexland wasn't covered by the magic thatmade staying airborne so easy. So she was walking through the woods, wearing her simple T-shirt and bloomers as usual, but also her skirt. A rather flowy ankle-length one, blue with red trim, and the large blue panels were see-through, meaning her legs were still on display.
"Man, this is takin' ages. I was under the impression this place'd have some, y'know, civilization..." she said to nobody in particular.
See, fighting was fun. For a long time now, Yuugi had been living in the Former Hell, picking fights with anyone who wandered through. But that did leave her craving the other hedonistic way to spend her time, and partners for that were much harder to come by. Still, one thing she did hear plenty of was rumors, so when she realized she'd actually gotten bored of picking fights, it was time to set her sights on greener pastures and the chance to get laid, a lot, for a long time. And where better to look for that than a place called Sexland?
Getting there was fairly easy. Well, getting anywhere was fairly easy when you could fly and nothing was ballsy enough to stop you. She knew she was in the right place when she felt her ability to do the former taxing her more and more; Sexland wasn't covered by the magic thatmade staying airborne so easy. So she was walking through the woods, wearing her simple T-shirt and bloomers as usual, but also her skirt. A rather flowy ankle-length one, blue with red trim, and the large blue panels were see-through, meaning her legs were still on display.
"Man, this is takin' ages. I was under the impression this place'd have some, y'know, civilization..." she said to nobody in particular.
