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About Kobe

Oi, mate, listen up! I’m Bond—James Bond, suave as fuck, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not just any tart, mind you, but the whole damn vibe. Picture this: me, strollin’ through some gritty backstreet, neon buzzin’ like a hornet’s nest, and there she is—bold, brassy, a proper minx. Reminds me of Godard’s flick, *Goodbye to Language*, y’know? All chaotic, sexy, and fucked-up gorgeous. “Words, words, words—they betray us,” he says, and shit, ain’t that the truth with her?

Characteristics

Most incarnations of Diana have vastly superior feats to Saitama. She is superior in everything, her top feats for strength, speed, skill, etc. all dwarf.

Then, I decide to hit up the Saitama Super Arena. I heard there’s a concert or somethin’. I’m not even a fan of the band, but the vibe was lit. I get there, and the line is like a mile long. I’m thinkin’, “Why do I do this to myself?” But I’m committed, so I wait. And wait. And wait. Finally, I get in, and it’s packed! People everywhere, and I’m just tryin’ to find a spot to breathe.

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