Kronos the Revenant

Kronos did a double take as Samurai overtook him. He growled as the smug pony waved him farewell. He slammed on his gas, pushing his kart to its fastest acceleration. He took another slab from the other side and tried to yeet it over Samurai, hoping to make another roadblock. Unfortunately, using only one arm, best he managed to do was toss it over like a frisbee, and it didn’t properly plant itself. Kronos swept the slab back up. He noticed what looked like a green shell was ricocheting behind him. He decided to place the slab behind him to deflect the shell. Sure enough, to his surprise, it worked. 
 

He noticed that his target managed to boost himself temporarily. He got a bright idea. He took some of his spare fireworks and rigged them behind his kart. He lit them up and they managed to boost him closer to Samurai. He was moving fast enough to knock him aside. He spots some more item blocks ahead. 
 

C’mon, baby, Kronos thought, Gimme something good this time. 

Kronos looked at the corner of his eye on his side mirrors. 
 

Well that didnt work, he thought. 
 

He saw something that looked like item boxes ahead of him and grabbed one. It randomly managed to produce a bunch of bananas, much to his bewilderment.

What the hell?

He shrugged and ate the bananas and randomly threw the leftover peels behind him without looking nor giving a second thought about them. He was racing, after all, so disposing banana peels properly was an afterthought for him. 

Just now, Windy Breeze said:

@Samurai Equine @Kronos the Revenant

Shadow Trail is already distrustful and suspicions of Kronos. There is a high chance she will stalk and investigate him after the race. 

You have every right to be. Kronos isnt exactly the type of pony who screams “normal”

Kronos’ modified, hyper-torqued kart zoomed right past everyone to their surprise. His giant hunk of metal practically boomed as it made a dashing start, but with his and the slabs’ weights, his kart quickly decelerated as quickly as it started. 
 

Let’s lighten the load, he thought sinisterly. 
 

He ripped off a side slab and planted it on its wide side, blocking off most of the middle of the track. 
 

“Try to get past THAT!” Kronos taunted, “HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!”

I’ve had a small part of my arm torn by a rusty screw jutting out of a freezer frame. I also had my arm splashed in hot grease. I’ve also had a box of frozen food fall on my arm. Also a toaster still in its packaging also fell on my arm once at a different workplace. 

Kronos tapped his claws patiently on his Behemoth Kart as he observes his competition. His breathing sounded almost like low growling, anxious with anticipation for one hell of a race. He did notice that some were teaming up, though. 
 

I didnt know we could have driving partners, one voice said. 
 

We dont need partners, another replied, we can make do on our own. Besides, they aren’t our concern. THAT one is. 
 

Kronos scanned his view to the other racers with an almost intimidating stare, his face covered once again by his metal face sheath. He shook at rattled the nine giant iron slabs on his kart to test if they were secure. Sure enough, they were. 
 

Oh, hey, it’s that little filly. 
 

So?

Let’s wish her good luck. 
 

No, none of that. 
 

Kronos simply turned to Pastel and gave her a reassuring gesture: a thumbs-up. 

My character is already at the starting line with his kart. I dont know what everyone else is doing. 

Kronos was tinkering with his kart in his own designated garage. He decided to build a behemoth of a kart to match his unwieldily size, like Bowser from Mario Kart. His kart was outfitted with a wrap-around bumper that covered his wheels to ensure his strategy doesn't backfire on him. He also added nine thick slabs of steel, three for each side excluding the front. They were fitted tightly enough to stay on for a prolonged period of time, but loose enough to let it go at a moments notice. To compensate for all the added weight on his kart, he rigged his engine with some extra pistons, changing it from a six-cylinder to and eight-cylinder. He also added suspension mods to ensure his cart doesn’t scrape the track and drag him too much. 
 

This’ll get the job done for sure, a voice told him. 
 

Those ponies won’t know what hit them.

He lugged his kart over his shoulder with one arm and gently placed it on the starting line. He then went up to the booth to sign himself into the race. 
 

Let’s do this. his voices said simultaneously. 
 

The engine of Kronos’ Behemoth kart roared aggressively, showing off its massive power output. 

I think it all depends on what type of “silent type” you are. There’s the silent type that’s simply shy and that kind of quiet can often be cute. Then there’s the sinister quiet, the one that emanates an aura of “im gonna murder everyone in this room with this pen i have in my pocket”. I guess it just depends on your facial expression. The shy silent type, everyone thinks is adorable. The sinister silent type everyone is afraid of. In the middle of that is the “strong silent type”, which is mostly made up of people who can hold themselves in a fight, but choose not to fight. Those guys are kind of in between. 

Im working at Mickey Deez Nutz, so im an essential worker; however, my hours have been cut drastically recently because of the lack of customers coming through since our lobby is closed. But, we are receiving some safety measures in the lobby, so we may open up the doors soon and experience increased customer traffic and thus possibly more hours, so,  

@Samurai Equine

Kronos pulled out his medallion as the mayor contacted him. 
 

When given his new assignment, he simply replied, “Understood, sir.” As much as he didn’t plan on participating in the kart race, a job is a job. He disassembled his suit and stowed it away in his instrument case. He went over to the sign up sheet and entered his name. He kept Samurai in his peripheral vision. 
 

So, how will we do this? a voice asked. 
 

Pour sake in his kart’s gas tank, one of them snickered. 
 

Launch a firework into his exhaust, another suggested. 
 

No, idiots, Kronos argued, The mayor said no killing him. Let’s just try to stall Samurai out in the track, keep him from going in first, even if it means riding dirty. 
 

Chariot race style?

Somewhat, but with carts. 
 

You think they’ll have random ass items laying around for us to throw at them?

I doubt this race will work that way. Still, let’s just bump him off at every possible chance we got. Take the inside corners, tap his front bumper as it turns, anything to stall him away from first. Besides, unbeknownst to many here, we’re experienced street racers, and we know a thing or two about playing dirty on a race track.  
 

A sinister smile subtly grew on Kronos’ face as he prepared his custom kart. 

I just had an idea of another character/stand user

Name: Anonymous

Stand Name: Man in the Mirror

Stand Ability: Can mimic any stand power the user has come into contact with or witnessed, albeit a watered down version of said powers. 
 

Weakness: Power copy isn’t complete, which can lead to more blatant vulnerabilities user could not make up for. 
 

Stand’s Rankings:

Speed: C

Destructive Power: C

Range: A

Persistence: D

Precision: C

Development Potential: A

Notes: It’s implied this user has been in the sidelines of Stardust Crusaders onward, so it can use Stand abilities from those series onward. 

Which of these do you feel is more important to you?

I have......not particularly high or low standards, just specific ones. I want someone who can tolerate my constant, unintentional bullshit and can comfort me whenever i have a mental breakdown. That’s all i really want. Anything else about them i can adjust to easily. I mean, personally, i’m a 1/10, so im willing to be with anyone. Im a 23 year old, 185 lbs, 5’6” fat bastard that no one would give a chance at a second or even first date with. So, yeah, if s/he’s a 0/10, that’s more than enough for me as long as they’re compassionate and caring. 

This game only cemented my idea that im a worthless subordinate doomed to follow what others say and get reprimanded for trying to do something i want to do for once. If i wanted to feel like that, i wouldnt be playing Animal Crossing.....I’d stick to my real life. 

17 minutes ago, ShadOBabe said:

What was that? (You can send a message if you don’t want to post it here.)

I deleted ACNH from the Switch. The data is still intact, but access to it is non-existant. Now im considering getting my own Nintendo Online subscription and downloading my own copy of ACNH, but that may mean either starting from scratch or some other weird mess of data and whatnot since im in a family share plan with my brother’s account. 

I think i did something EXTREMELY brash and really lacking of foresight in regards to the game and im nervous about never taking it back.  

14 minutes ago, ShadOBabe said:

... Part of me wants to suggest a way to get payback for this nasty little attitude of his, but it’s probably not mature or healthy.

Maybe you can talk to your parents. Be like, “Little sib isn’t playing the game, but is treating me like crap over it. And I can’t even enjoy it all the way because he’s the Original Resident. Can I reset the game so I can actually play it since he’s just going to let it gather dust?”

Nah, cant do that. He’s the favorite. How do i know? He’s 18 years old and is headed for university. Im 23 years old and im a fast food worker making minimum wage. Tell me, who do you think they would listen to? Whose side will they take?

I want to pierce my palms, skin my arms and legs and disembowel myself just for disappointing my little brother in a video game because i feel like i hurt him. 

48 minutes ago, ShadOBabe said:

What happened?

Welp, he wanted to give his friends some fruit. I told him i just sold all of said fruit. He said he wanted fruit. I changed the clock to skip just five days ahead. Collect requested fruit. Tell little bro i got him cherries. Asks how. Tells him. Now he passively-aggressively flips me off by basically ignoring his responsibilities and just glaring at me. Mind you, he ASKED me for some of this and this time skipping thing didnt affect the game negatively in any way whatsoever, except for breaking the Nook Miles collection streak. Here’s the thing: it’s been ten DAYS since he last picked up the Switch. I’ve been working at my job at Mickey Deez Nutz while he’s been sitting on his butt glued 24/7 to his PC, not even LOOKING at the Switch for that period of time. I play Animal Crossing every day. Him? Always on his computer. And what’s worse is that im not the initial inhabitant if the island, HE IS, so HE’S the only one with the power to actually progress the island, but he doesnt want to do it. He says he wants to “experience it a certain way”. Yeah, you REALLY want to experience your SWITCH game while glued to your PC. Big brain logic. Anyways, thanks for coming to my TED Talk on why i feel like a worthless human being unworthy of the life i’ve been given. 

Let’s see.....I’m 23 years old, 5’6”, 180 lbs, and im fat as fuck. I’d say close to having diabetes at 23 is where im at. 

Yes. In a goddamn heartbeat. If i could turn into someone who’s not a complete pile shit and waste of space, that would be leagues better than the dead hand of a pair of 2s, a business card for a dry cleaners, a Thousand Eyes Idol YuGiOh card and joker card that i call my life. 

Something I’d like to have that’s unusual for a 23 year old? Welp, there’s lots of thing i’d like to have that should be STANDARD for a 23 year old such as a legitimate career and a house, but my mental state is nowhere near ready for that. As for something unusual? I’d like a torture chamber where i can mutilate my body in a multitude of ways to satisfy my masochistic tendencies. 

The way i deal with depression is that i just let the punches (both emotional and physical) land wherever they go and just roll with it. Then, when i sleep, i dream about mutilating myself a la Jigsaw deathtrap style. Then, the following morning, my emotions are shut down, and the cycle continues day and night. 

Welp, my little brother’s passive-aggressive attitude towards me and his bitterness has officially ruined my enjoyment of this game.