User: Slipperee

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Yee, it be Me, Slipperee
Started playing SBA on March 31, 2019.
Thiccer than a snicker
That's saying a lot
Since He's like, an ancient alien or something,

People say Meowza is thicc
But she really a thot
and that's not very hot
Epic gamer Style

I write for some of the Wiki
90% of what I say is probably wrong
Notice me pls
reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

I watch anime sometimes
But I don't think I'm a weeb
No Loli Body Pillows here officer,
At least I'm not Duck

Wow, this sure do be
a
bruh
moment
dies while typing in chat

Ambassador is Thicc


Chapter 1

7 PM, June 14th, 2019
I looked out into the sunset, it was a pretty good day. I had just completed my 8-hour work shift of hunting down ferocious beasts and towering bosses. My job is to hunt creatures for money. Kinda like a bounty hunter. Sometimes I see some scary crap, and sometimes it's the most boring day of my life. I've been hunting down monsters for a very long time, sometimes I wish I could just give up on my job and quit.
As I was walking home, I looked at my surroundings. The lush bushes, fertile grasses, looming trees, a few kids at a park getting ready to go home. This is what made Rebel City so great. Even the soft pavement of the sidewalk was smooth and satisfying as my avian feet stretched across the ground. As I looked into the distance I recognized my flock of friends, we had been together since Kindergarten and we have promised to never lie to each other and have each other's backs at all times. I rushed across the bubbly street to hang out with them.

I talked with them a while, I used to hang out with them a lot... Until I got my job as a Bounty Hunter. After I sqwuaking with them for a bit, I headed my way, and they were headed their way. I resumed my admiration for my environment. Billowing factories, flashing neon signs in clubs, shining glass towers. I continued walking until I got to Rebel City's monument of hope. It was a tall statue, made of brilliant marblelike colors. The statue was in the shape of Lieutenant Jenkens, a respected bounty hunter who was incredibly brave for protecting people in Rebel City from approaching enemies. His strong and tough statue stood there proudly, a sword in one hand and a shield in the other, to symbolize the protection he gave us.

Chapter 2