Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, a long time ago...during a point long ago in history, there lived a
shogun named Katsuko Yatsumoro. Unlike many of the other accomplished shoguns, he was still in need of much
training in his field. His skills with the katana were pretty mediocre, and his scary
Ima-cut-you-fool scream was in need of some improvement. He was gallant, but not bright. Chivalrous, but not
well-mannered. His looks were certainly his best trait. He was, by all means, and accidental shogun.
However, Katsuko did not see himself that way, and saw himself as a gleaming figure of magnanimous awesomness rather than a fool with a shiny butterknife.
The day came when all shoguns in the local village had to call to their warlord masters and engage in battle
with invading enemies. Katsuko was taking a bath at the moment when the anouncement had been made.
Since he lived alone, no one was close by to tell him anything important, so he missed the call-to-arms
and missed the departure. When he had finished grooming his carefully manicured toenails, he noticed something
that wasn't quite right. Throwing on a velvety warm bathrobe and sandals, he raced outside to find that all men
were missing from the village, including his best buddies Riku and Gazuko. For a second, he stood at
his doorway, marveling at his lack of awareness. Then he spent the next four or so minutes
wondering whether he should have his ears checked. THEN he spent a full half an hour freaking out, running
at all the women and children while crying about his misfortune and incompetency.

Four months later, several shoguns had returned, heavily wounded. One's eyes were gouged out, and another's
kneecaps split. One even had his elbows broken. They were raced to an infirmary, and a depressed Katsuko, who
had been living on a diet of badly made sushi, cold miso soup, and stagnant saki, became intrigued and followed.
After arriving at the infirmary and paying a visit to the victims of battle, he left contemplating an idea.
The infirmary had next to no money, so treatment for injured and sick patients was woefully low-budget.
Suddenly, it hit him! Why not raise money by dressing up in his old shogun outfit, traversing the country,
and playing community games of shogi? All the while he would be gathering donations for his local infirmary.
Thus began Katsuko's quest. In the next few years, his name would be spoken throughout Japan. He would forevermore
be known as the ã ã ¾ã 㠮人ç å° è» (ExtraLife Shogun).

End.
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Me: "Hey Vrezh, should I do an ExtraLife Shogun skin?"

Vrezh: "Do it."

The idea for this skin came to me about a week ago, but I didn't really pay it any attention and it sorta went
into a dark, secluded part of my mind were lesser ideas are stored. Goodness knows what's still in the storage area.
Anyhoo, I had ran out of ideas and was in another creative slump (I've been getting a lot of those lately), so I went
into chat. After chatting for a little bit, I asked if I should make my ExtraLife Shogun idea into an actual skin.

And so I did.

As usual, the palette is still on the skin. Feel free to use it at your discretion ;).
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