Crikey!
“Make your fist shot count, you won’t get a second…” *punch* “Too bad” *crack*
I guess all those years of ninja training have finally prepared Tadashi for this night, in which he’ll fight a shirtless man with suspenders and a pink mohawk. Only the first of a long night of fights, I’d wager.
That hair made me think of the punks from Pokemon x and y; so colorful.
I don’t like his chances
“Tadashi’s absolutely going to lose to this random pink-mohawked Englishman.”
Said no one ever.
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Crikey!
“Make your fist shot count, you won’t get a second…”
*punch*
“Too bad” *crack*
I guess all those years of ninja training have finally prepared Tadashi for this night, in which he’ll fight a shirtless man with suspenders and a pink mohawk. Only the first of a long night of fights, I’d wager.
That hair made me think of the punks from Pokemon x and y; so colorful.
I don’t like his chances
“Tadashi’s absolutely going to lose to this random pink-mohawked Englishman.”
Said no one ever.