#darkheart's response

[vigilante-chaos]

-> A familiar darkly colored truck pulled up outside of an apartment complex, the grayed shark getting out and closing the door behind him. He made his way up to the zombie deity's apartment, knocking on the door. "Venom? Dark?" - @shark-cartin-phighters

Arguing & banging can be heard from behind the door. Like someone was banging against everything trying to make their way to the door.

Soon enough, the door is answered, opened by a very disheveled & shaken up looking Darkheart in casual clothes, Venomshank right behind them.

Darkheart appeared distressed, annoyed at first, but all that immediately fades away when they see Zuka. Venomshank picks up on that, beginning to step back.

"I'll leave you guys alone..."

Darkheart takes a moment to calm themselves, but a slight smile creeps onto their face upon seeing Zuka. They're shakier then usual, messier.

"Oh....hello Zukie! Heh..." their voice has a slight tremble to it. Their voice sounds worn out, like they'd been yelling & crying.

[vigilante-chaos]

"Fish...? Where-?"

[vigilante-chaos]

"It has been a while. I hope you are well...i have some news that i-"

He stares at them both, feather flattening. He looked a little different this time. His eyes were no longer pure purple. They had pupils now. His attire changed, and he was no longer wearing armor....he was not expecting Venomshank to be here... great

"Oh..."

@follower-sword

The two siblings were in the middle of bickering about something, & they both abruptly stop when Follower enters the room. This was awkward.

Venomshank cocks his head to the side slightly. What that...Sword? He looked different, strange.

"Sword-? I-" Darkheart grabs him by the arm pulling him closer to them & muttering something in his ear. His feathers flatten, & he goes silent.

Darkheart lets him go shortly after whispering whatever they did to him, leaving Venomshank to stand there bewildered. They clear their throat as if nothing happened.

"Ah...hello again, Follower. Been awhile..."

[vigilante-chaos]

"Our child, what is the source of your anger? The fire that was once vibrant and lively has been extinguished."

A figure standing about 10 feet tilts its head at darkheart, its body drips black liquid with gold swirling inside of it. The liquid seems to go back to the body and repeat the process of dripping again..like it's stuck in a time loop....

@creation-inpherno

Darkheart is rather intimidated, jumping back a bit, startled. They were just about to go to sleep...

They're in the guest bedroom in Venomshank's apartment, Venomshank himself is sound asleep in his own bed. So it's just them. Them &...whoever this is.

Their scales stick out a bit, but they hold back on most of their usual snappiness. Something tells them that would be a bad idea. They're not sure what, but that feeling they just can't shake.

"...what are you implying?" They hesitate a little when they ask. This person, this thing, are they already asleep? Is this another one of those stupid dreams?

[vigilante-chaos]

*Icedagger’s blue wings flutter as he flies down, wishing his hands would stop shaking. No need to be so nervous. Darkheart helped them! He was the reason Ghostwalker brought them back! Yet still, the ice deity couldn’t help but be slightly afraid as they approach him. Their left sleeve is soaked in blood, but they hold it behind their back, hoping the other wouldn’t notice right away*

H-Hey, Darkheart, I’m— … I’m sorry.

*Despite earlier telling himself not to, he immediately launches right into a spew of apologies*

I’m sorry. F-For whatever I did. For— telling that demon to inconvenience you, or something. I-I wasn’t thinking clearly, I was dumb, I’m sorry! You.. mean a lot to me.

And… thanks for bringing me to Ghostwalker. I k-know that must’ve been.. difficult for you.

- @here-comes-the-snow

Darkheart is in his spot- under the bridge to Blackrock, on the edge of the dock he had made himself out of wood he had found on various occasions. He's not fishing at the moment.

He immediately picks up the scent of blood, perking up. He whips his head around to see...Icedagger.

"Please. Don't." He shuffles to better position himself, facing the other. He wants to give him a hug- but the Icedagger he's familiar with doesn't usually appreciate physical contact.

"If anything....we should be the one apologizing," he sighs- deciding to ask about the blood later. He needs to properly apologize first. "We should've done this before but. We should've acknowledged our behavior with you first..."

"We overreacted....it's- not your fault. Really... it was a minor inconvenience.....& we just- we overreacted. We haven't actually fucking used our gear in centuries. We just lug that thing around because it's the only thing that really gives us purpose..."

"We're so....we're reckless....destructive- & so so....angry. You haven't even really done anything to us...yet we've been hostile & rude we've just- we're an asshole. We know we are....we know we're irrational & spiteful....we know we're this way but we don't know how to-"

He groans, burying his face into his palms. He was making this all about himself again.

"Just...please," his voice is muffled from his face buried into his shaky hands. He was disgusted by how cold & scaly his special arm's was. He was disgusted by himself in general.

"Don't apologize. This is not your fault. We know...it becomes a habit after everything but- please. Don't apologize....it's- we're not leaving. We're here if you need us..."

[vigilante-chaos]

"...'if they were a thing' huh...guess we're not a thing apparently."

hypothetically, if sea folk were a thing…could you fish them?? like, could you reel them in with a fishing rod?? just curious!!

What an interesting question...! There is a possibility, hehe... It depends on how close to the surface they are...!

[vigilante-chaos]

*Icedagger leans over the bridge, scanning the water for any sign of his brother*

Darkheart? Are you there? Or am I just talking to fish right now?

*They huff and swipe away some of the blood from their face*

-@here-comes-the-snow

He's not there- or- wait.

Now he is.

He literally slithers out of the water at that exact moment, huffing & shaking himself out like a wet dog.

He's alot more- serpentine then how he usually appears. He's got a long scaly tail that still has it's end in the water. It's a good meter long.

He doesn't seem to be a most pleased- taking off his hat to squeeze out some of the water in it, turning around &- finally noticing Icedagger.

His face drops a little. Well. This was awkward.

[vigilante-chaos]

" Hello there, Darkheart. There appears to be some trouble brewing.. Me and Microphone were wondering if you would be interested in helping? "

Dom [ @thepurpleside-of-flipside ] due to roleplay with valk, aka @phightingvalkflipside

They take a pause from their fishing, turning to face the other. Dom? It had been forever since they had last seen them...

"Ah...Dom.. Hello, hehe...!" They were a little skeptical but- when did anyone ever visit them, nonetheless invite them to something. They were interested.

"Trouble...? What sort of trouble, hm...?" They begin reeling in their line, making sure not to catch their fishing hook on anything. They put away their fishing rod, adjusting their position to show the other that they're listening.

[vigilante-chaos]

*He walks around the place trying to find his way. A crow was onto of his shoulder guiding his way. Trying to find Darkheart*

(ooc: Idk where Darkheart roams in this AU- sorry)

Darkheart is currently being a crow, trying to climb up to sit on top of a fence with Sayf. He's climbing since he- can't really fly.

// ooc- its alr lol he has a couple places, under the bridge in crossroads, some abandoned lakeside cabin, & some rocky beach in the middle of nowhere

[vigilante-chaos]

"We did not forget about you...we'll get back to you- after we get our wing amputated..."

you did?? lucky!!

what were they like?? what was it like meeting them??

it was pretty cool!! they seemed like they enjoyed the hug, so I think we're on good terms now. hopefully they call me soon so we can hang out.. still waiting..

[vigilante-chaos]

"...Darkheart.."

Venomshank appears, clawing at the floor with his taloned feet. He looks nervous.

@venomoftheshank

They were on their way to this church- or wherever the cult they were tracking down was residing in. They stopped in their tracks when they heard the other. They recognized that voice.

They whipped their head around, their expression softening. It was Venomshank. Not their Venomshank, but Venomshank nonetheless.

"Brother? Are you alright..." their voice was hoarse, with a twinge of worry in it. They picked up on his nervousness.

[vigilante-chaos]

-> It's been a bit since you've talked to your zizi, hasn't it, Sword? "Zizi?" - @ultimate-swordsman

The deity was... very clearly not doing so well. They were slumped against one of the concrete supports under the bridge, right on their makeshift dock.

They didn't reply. They didn't even react, but they knew Sword was there. They were... a little too exhausted to do so.

[vigilante-chaos]

Darkheart, buddy! How are you feeling?…

*Something seems to be wrong with Icedagger. He’s visibly shaking, and his pupils resemble spirals. There’s dark bags under their eyes as they wave at the god gleefully*

Not planning on murdering me, are you?

-@here-comes-the-snow

Darkheart is...awfully confused. Everything that's happened to him lately has been a haze.

"Icedagger? Vides…. alium."

"Te antea vidi, cur tam dissimilem ….?"

// TRANSLATION-

"Icedagger? You look….different."

"I saw you earlier you- why do you look so different…?"

[vigilante-chaos]

dark- dark what’s going on? what are you doing? where even are you…

(i’m telling your little boyfriend about this and he’s gonna be suuuuper worried)

"We uh....ran off. We don't know where the hell we are but-"

"HOLY SHIT. FUCK. FUCK NO. NO-"

Uh oh.

[vigilante-chaos]

Darkheart…? Is this a bad time? I sort of need your help with something, but I can go bother someone else about it, it’s fine!!

*He seems a bit jittery and nervous*

-@here-comes-the-snow

Darkheart is...pricklier then usual- literally & metaphorically. His scales are all stuck out like he's a porcupine.

He sighs, facing the smaller god. "...yes. What is it..."

[vigilante-chaos]

Hello? Darkheart? ...Can you hear me?

It's just a voice, it sounds strained. But there is a small, weak shadow standing where the voice came from.

- @the-true-eye

(Ooc- hiiii I'm a lil nervous to just pop in but hello I'm kinda new to the rp scene on here :D)

They perk up. The hell-?

"Hello..?" They're puzzled. They look around, trying to find which direction the voice came from.