Tag: Anonymous

If Jack and Ashi were to get married, make love with each other, and than have kids later on, what would be your 1st response? Because if they get married and start a family, you’ll become Jack’s father in law and a grandfather to Jack’s and Ashi’s kids.

Aku thought about this for exactly 3 seconds.

“I would steal their firstborn child and raise it as my own. Then it would be trained under my EVIL INFLUENCE from the beginning!”

“HAA HAA HAA HAA HAAAAA!”

“Wait, Lord Aku is still alive?!” This peculiar anonymous jumps around with absolute joy before suddenly freezing in its tracks. “But…what am I going to do with this?” Anonymous gestures to a giant monumental gravestone made especially for Aku, complete with a long list of everything great about him. “Aw man…”

Aku readied his eyebeams, prepared to blast away anything that alluded to his death. But then he began to read the engravings and couldn’t help but notice the craftsmanship. It was even shaped like him with six great horns. The glow faded and his eyes returned to normal.

“You have made a grave error assuming I was dead but I will accept this tribute as an apology. …Plus, I think it will look good in my zen garden.”

aku needs you. Without you to fight his life is not even worth getting out of bed for. You complete him! You on the other hand have no need or use for his existence and would gladly destroy him while he has failed and fumbled in his efforts to destroy you. It’s a game to him. He’s just a troll and you’re just a guy on the internet he’s sending hate to only in the form of robots and fake time portals. You have the advantage. You have a life without him waiting 4 u. -just another strange horse

Aku got half-way through this before realizing it was meant for someone else.

@alwaysfindaway “Get your mail out of my inbox, Samurai. It is wrong on all accounts, just like your unfortunate continued existence.” 

“This year I lost my boss, Aku. Sometimes, I can still hear his voice!” Cue unnecessary sobbing over his readied makeshift coffin. Gotta give him her last respects after all. -curioosity

Funny she should mention ‘hearing his voice’ because there came a very ominous but familiar grumble from inside the coffin. Seconds later, the lid creaked open and up sat Aku, rising like Nosferatu from his makeshift tomb. 

“Nguuuuughhh, I just had the worst dream. It was about my daughter, and the Samurai and… flying monkeys?”

Not to mention this massive crick in his neck. Aku twisted his neck sharply with a terrible crack of splintering wood, then he looked at his secretary.

“What, did I miss something?”