Amy's TG World

      Joker and the Phantom Thieves had just infiltrated Sae Nijima's palace, a gaudy, flashy, casino full of gambling and sin. This would be the Thieves toughest challenge yet. Even just sneaking inside was rough, and there were shadows everywhere, in the form of playboy bunnies. This at least made the fighting shadows a little awkward for a few of the male members of the group. Sneaking through the casino floor and the back corridors, the Thieves slowly yet surely made their way through the palace. After finding their way into a large room, a giant shadow, larger than any of them had seen jumped down from the ceiling.  "Guess it's time for a stupid looking boss!" Skull prepared his pipe and stretched a bit.  "Let's make quick work of this" Queen cracked her knuckles.       Joker looked upon his allies, his confidence going through the roof. There was no way they'd lose to this shadow. The battle began in earnest. The thieves working together in per

       Greg had never met his grandmother. Well technically he had. But she had passed away when he was still a toddler leaving Greg with no memories of her, unlike his two older sisters. Still things weren't so bad. Greg had just turned 18 and in a few months, he'd graduate high school and begin life as a college student. Things were on the up and up. That was until at a family meeting Greg learned that his parents would be selling Grandma's old house. After she died the family sort of just shuttered it off, but with already two kids in college, and a third on the way, Greg's parents decided to finally clean the old place out and sell it. And so, Greg found himself at his grandma's old house, having to spend his entire spring break at the place. Since his started a few days earlier, Greg went to the place on his own. He had begged his parents to, figuring he could at least have a few days of privacy on break, and his parents agreed. They handed Greg a key to the ol

  (Source: https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/6711286 ) Marty trundled through the solmic brush, following the sounds of a party. He’d kept his ear to the ground for a while and discovered, as a celebration for defeating the Fell dragon, the Divine dragon, their army, all the royals and their retainers were having a giant beach party on the Solm coast. Naturally, this was being referred to as the greatest party of all time. But the problem was security was insanely high, which made sense. This had every one of note there, if you wanted to disrupt everything you’d attack here. Still, Marty needed to get in. He’d be a legend and surely be considered the balliest lad in Solm. But that was if he could get in. He’d managed to slip past the outer guard as they were pretty lazy, but ducking under cover every time he heard a noise that wasn’t a party goer was doing hell to his ankles. Still, he was almost there. As he peeked through the bushes he saw it all. People partying, some orange haired