
In late and unfortunately without Starbucks, for shame! But hey guys, it's Ren, your resident Haise Sasaki
pursuit, here with my second character: Eight from
Final Fantasy Type-0. In contrast with my complicated hot mess of a first character, Eight's the epitome of (mileage may vary) well-adjusted zen. He likes training, training some more, competing, and wouldn't you know it, making Mother proud. Also he comes from a suitably dark, messed-up canon, because what else do you expect from me? He'll be rounding up your invasion of Tabata characters this time, following the intrepid path of one night-light and one shutterbug.
Feel free to hit me up for plotting at
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Let him live this time...
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but also a bit off... usually you wouldn't die from out of date medicine as it's less potent when it's out of date... [squints] or so a pharmacist told me
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I mean, now that sweaters have been dispensed with.
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