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werezmastarbucks · 4 years ago

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Whitmore Guy comes clean

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music: why are you here by mgk, halfway dead by steve aoki, global dan and travis barker

“I’m here”, he said after a pause. By this time she was already sat in her bed, in a defensive position, with her knees firmly in the mattress.

“Mal!”

He didn’t let her finish.

“Would you have preferred me to stay invisible, would that make you feel more comfortable?” he asked reasonably, reading her mind. “You know I’ve been here. Because I told you”.

“Bonnie did”, she yelled, “Bonnie did! What are you, Mal?”

Mal stepped out of the darkness without making noise, and it hit her finally. Finally. He’s not human. There’s no way in hell he’s mortal! The way he moves, the way he never looks tired, although he claims to barely ever sleep, the way he just manifests himself at places; she thought of the first time they met, back in the gatherings hall, and how he smelt sweet like chewing candy. And how she thought he might be a trickster. That would suit him well. The eyes were pitch black in the twilight of the room. Y/N didn’t move.

“That’s a bit harsh”, he said coldly. “What am I, really? You think I’m some kind of monster?”

He chuckled and gave his light attitude away.

“How did you get inside my house? You never broke the lock”, she said quietly.

“I picked it. It’s easy. Do you want me to show you?”

She got out of bed puffing. She wasn’t afraid of him, but he creeped her out. If that makes sense? She felt like she could take him out, no matter what, and not because she could arguably throw a punch. But because she had certain power over him. Mal has always been nice to her, not in a friendly way, but in a ‘you’re special’ way. As opposed to everybody else. With other people, he was superficial, secretly arrogant and dismissive, but he treated her differently which, unfortunately for him, gave her the advantage. That’s what she thought.

Mal smiled slowly as she approached him, circling the bed. He bit his lower lip, pretending to check her out.

“You never answer any of my questions. You never tell me the truth”.

“I never lie to you, either. You just gotta ask the right questions”.

Mal lifted his hand and looked at the invisible watch on his wrist.

“We have to go. Can you get dressed really quickly?”

She narrowed her eyes. Obviously, something’s up if he showed up in her house. And didn’t ‘stay invisible’. Clearly, she needs to call Damon ASAP and check on them. Her paranoia told her to. Yet, she was standing there, in comfortable darkness, allowing him to listen to her heartbeat, two steps away from him, and her head was filled with the memories of them making out on the couch after the dinner party. Between the dinner party and finding the bodies in the house next door. She wanted to kiss him again, wanted so very badly, but thankfully, she was a thinking creature. Hot take: the desires of the body are not stronger than the council of the brain. Mal wanted that, too. His face was lean, wolf-like in the shadows, and he watched her carefully, badly hidden threat behind his smile. His smile was always only lips-deep, like a sticker he put over his face, like a mask. Every time Y/N touched him, it fell, and she took in his deep, dark color, and she couldn’t get enough of it.

“You think I’m going anywhere with you, you’re severely mistaken”, she said.

“I thought you wanted to know the truth”, Mal said innocently, and tilted his head.

“Truth about what? There’s too many things messed up to know clearly what you mean”.

“What if I tell you they’re all connected? Your gape in the head, and Damon going on a killing spree, and…” he paused, puzzled, “uh… that…” he closed his eyes, ruining the mysterious allure. He was trying to recall a name again. “That dude… Ma… Mutt?”

“Mal, fucking hell”, she threw her hands up, “Matt, his name was Matt, and he was one of my best friends”.

Mal nodded, seeing that she wasn’t joking anymore. Y/N stepped away and went to the window to open the curtains and let some more light into the room.

“Why don’t you jump out of your pj’s and put something on, so that we can go? It won’t be too nice in the town for the next ten hours or so”.

She turned abruptly.

“What do you mean?”

Mal shrugged again.

“I will honestly strike you on the head if you don’t stop talking in riddles”.

Mal licked his lips, and she finally saw, as the street light fell on him, that his jaws were pressed together. His eyes were dark because he was pissed, even though he smiled, even though his voice was close to normal, the usual. There was a time bomb inside his head, and she could all but hear the ticking behind his eyes.

“Listen, I don’t have time to chat you up, okay?” he said, and it sounded like he was a stranger. Y/N’s instincts kicked in, and she grouped standing at the window, like a small animal. As Mal moved towards her, her brain made a crazy attempt to convince her crawling out of the window will be a good idea.

When he grabbed Y/N by the shoulder, she could feel the zip again, that happened occasionally. He always wore synthetic shirts, and she got quite used to it. She never even brought it up, and now suddenly, it was clear as day that she should have. There were no accidents with Mal. This weird itchy feeling when he touched her, meant something and he knew about it, too. She was startled for a second, then she tried to kick out, but his fingers wrapped around her forearm decisively.

“I gave you a chance to change, now you gotta ride all the way to Georgia in your sleeping shirt”.

She didn’t know how he managed to drag her down the stairs, but when she blinked, they were already standing at the driveway. Mal walked towards her car taking her keys out of his pocket.

“Get in, we’re going”.

“What have I gotten into”, she mumbled, approaching the car and opening the door slowly. “You’re too strong for a normal dude, you know that?”

Mal smiled shortly as if she complimented him.

“I’m not a normal dude though, am I?”

He started the car quickly and drove out into the street. Mal usually refused to get behind the wheel if Y/N was willing to drive. He even whined a little about having to drive when she got too drunk to do it. Now, he looked as if he’s been the most experienced driver. The wheel was calm and obedient under his hand, and it felt like betrayal, too. Like she didn’t know him at all. Y/N looked at him, the side of his face, the upturned nose and focused eyes, and thought that it wouldn’t surprise her if his whole personality was a lie, too.

“What’s happening with the town? Are the guys alright?”

“How am I supposed to know?” he frowned childishly, his eyebrows gathering together. “I just don’t want you to be there when it comes down, obviously. The FBI guys have returned, apparently, and they’re determined that Damon has killed everybody… which I fully support”.

“You know damn well he hasn’t killed anybody”, Y/N bumped her fist into his shoulder and he didn’t budge.

“How do you know? You’re so brainwashed by him”, Mal threw.

“That’s far from truth”, she muttered, checking the pockets of her pants. As he was dragging her out of the room, she was still holding her phone in her hand. Millennials, am I right?

“Where’s the damn phone”, she said to herself, frustrated. Mal drove out into the main street and sped up, clearly wanting to get out of the town soon. She put both her hands into her pockets and checked the seat.

“Where’s my phone, Mal?”

“I have it”, he tapped himself on the chest pocket of his jean jacket. Y/N blinked with one eye; it was more like a twitch.

“Give it back”.

She realized he had slipped his hand into her pants while they were walking down the stairs.

“To do what?”

“Give it back, you tricky bastard”, she leaned over and grabbed him by the hand free of the wheel.

“Whoa! Calm down, psycho”, Mal grinned and pushed her back gently. “What do you need it for? It’s the middle of the night, everybody’s asleep”.

“I need to call Elena to make sure she’s alright! Do they even know the FBI… whatever they are, are in town?”

“Of course. I learnt it from them”, Mal said shortly. They were now straight on the highway leading out of Mystic Falls. The town is that small. A couple of streets, weaving inside like spider guts, a park, a square, and that’s it. A little place to live, really. It closes your mind, clogs your imagination. One can easily go crazy here.

“I was at the Craze, then the blonde slow vamp, Carrie, runs in, and her eyes are like, this big, and she says the tol and the smol are back. And I’m like, so what? And she’s like, they’re onto Dean! And I’m like, good for them, you know? Carrie is all flustered. But he’s our friend, and he didn’t kill anybody… while he totally did”, Mal shrugged. Y/N closed her eyes, irritated at his intentional name mess. He has established his dominance enough times already. There’s no need to purposefully diminish them every time, to remind her he doesn’t feel too psyched about the gang.

“And I was all, hm, there might be confrontation, so how about I take you away, yeah? It’s their own problems, let them deal with the feds themselves”, his face lit up a little, “they’re big vampires now after all”.

“I’m involved in that as well”, Y/N hissed, “you know? One of the vampires, before they all died at Craze, refused to bite me, which is a nonsense for a young vampire”.

“Oh”, he frowned a little, “then it’s all the better to take a break, right?”

She hit the back of the seat hard, looking at the dark ribbon of the road lying ahead. Her bare feet were rubbing against each other. Mal started fidgeting with the audio system and actually had the audacity to take out her phone from his pocket to connect it to the player.

“Unblock it”, he said, and it sounded more like an order. She rolled her eyes and, as he handed the phone to her, tried to grab it away from the guy. His fingers were worse than ironlike clutch of death.

“Hey, don’t be funny. Listen, I don’t mean anything to happen to you, okay? I’m just taking precautions”.

There was the familiar rectangular dark shape which was the sign with the name of the town. As the music hit the car, Mal stretched his neck a little, tilting his head from side to side, and she felt a strong desire to make him open up. She just wanted him to trust her enough to tell all. To not play anymore. It’s not that she’ll run, because there’s something wrong with him. She just needs to know to own him completely. Maybe it was crazy, too early for commitment like that, but her flaring nostrils told her she’s cooked enough.

There were cars on both sides of the road, but she couldn’t make them out properly as her own car sped past them. She turned her head back and caught the glimpse of people starting to gather on the road behind them, as if they had been expecting her car to pass, to close the way. One car moved forward and stopped right in the middle, blocking the way out of Mystic Falls.

She looked at Mal, wishing to hell he glances back, and she got severely disappointed, because when he did, there wasn’t a shred of sympathy for her distress. Her gut feeling got much worse though. It looked like a trick now, less like him acting on impulse. Mal understood it, seemingly. He shrugged off his playfulness and was completely serious now.

“I lied to you once”, he said.

I’m not myself

I’m not myself when you’re around, no

Can’t be helped,

the song chanted. He spoke calmly, his head swaying a little as if his neck was a light balloon string.

“I did steal your chain. I wanted to have a part of you with me at all times. Take it”, he lifted his elbow and opened his chest pocket. “Don’t fucking touch your phone”.

Y/N felt her whole body tense, the freeze so deep her skull got stung for a second, like she all turned into a stone.

“Or what?”

“Or I’ll break your arm”, he said.

She kept looking at his absent stare he was radiating onto the road. It’s like he wasn’t watching where he was driving at all, like he was inside somewhere. That’s a powerful stunt, demanding something from a person without even looking at them. She put out her hand out of curiosity and slid her fingers into his pocket. It was warm on the inside, the heat was coming from his body. Very normal human heat. Something stopped her, either the fear of pain, or the fear that this pain will be inflicted by Mal. Her fingers brushed over the lukewarm smooth screen of her phone, and she felt the pricky chain of her necklace. She pulled it out, and looked at it, mesmerized. Mal finally glanced at her.

“Was Martha Hopps ever your girlfriend?” she asked.

“No”, she shook his head, “I wouldn’t do you like that”.

Y/N looked back again and clutched her necklace in her fist. Her other hand crawled to the handle of the door. Mal was speeding no less than fifty miles on the highway. She pulled the handle and pushed the door with her shoulder, grouping and closing her eyes. The song was filling the interior of her car. It was called ‘halfway dead to me’ and now she thought, right before throwing herself on the road and potentially killing herself, that even the music they listened to together should have communicated some message she’s missed.

It happened very quickly, as the door flew open, and the wind brushed over her violently; the sound of the highway being eaten by the wheels of the car. The dark sky, a starless back dome above; she was almost out, in the air, when his hand grabbed her by her neck and pulled back into the car so hard she collided with Mal and hit her thigh. The door of the car closed by itself with a bash and the music blasted her head like a baseball bat. Y/N closed her eyes, pressing her jaws together to withstand the pain. When it let go, she moved herself in the seat and shook her head.

“You could’ve killed yourself!” he yelled, sincerely frustrated. The car swayed as he returned both hands to the wheel. She has never seen him scared before, and it baffled her. Mal gave her a wide-eyed stare. “What is happening inside your goofy head?!”

“You’re not human!” she cried in return.

“Duh!”

She punched his shoulder once again to see that he doesn’t mind the mild pain. He barely noticed.

“You’re a vampire”.

Mal sniffed with displeasure.

“You only pulled this to test me? What if I hadn’t caught you?!”

“But that’s… that doesn’t make any sense. You walk in the sun and you eat all the time, and… others didn’t smell you”, she was still panting from the jump. Her neck ached from the stiff clutch he performed on her. In fact, Mal grabbed her so hard it felt like he was about to tear her head off completely. She rubbed her throat and the back of her neck with both hands.

“And you entered my house, without an invitation”, she finished. Mal sighed, turning the music down a little. She was still very aware of the songs that were playing. They always listened to this one playlist, which she had no memories of compiling. The title, the combination of the songs, the cover was inexplicable to her. These six months were so frustrating even this screaming oddness felt more like it was meant to be. Now she realized it was the only playlist she ever heard Mal play. And the fact that it was titled ‘douche’…

“That’s because I’ve already been there before”, he said, nonchalantly. He didn’t need to say it, she already knew.

“Malivore is in Georgia, huh”, she said. Diving deep into the seat, she looked on the path they were traveling again. Finally realizing is so liberating it’s hard to describe. For a moment, it felt like the car was completely silent.

The whole attraction thing, Mal knowing ways to get to her, the music, the movies, the manners… the mutual trust which is virtually impossible among people like him… the nights and days she felt lost, when she felt like there was a piece of her brain missing and the gaping hole whistling in the wind. The pink sky reminding her of something it couldn’t utter in human language, and the sucking, sad, tragic tunnel pulsating in her guts – all this meant she was broken over losing somebody at the shore of the sea of oblivion.

“You know how you had that strange feeling you missed somebody? And thought it was Matt?” he said with disgust. Y/N had no energy to say anything, crashed down by the powerful feeling of loss once again, all coming down at once, like she was pulled away right from her skeleton. She was looking at this stranger sitting next to her, trying to fit him into the frame of the new found truth, and he didn’t match. And that was the part of it.

She finally knew who she’s been crying about those weeks, when she would collapse on the floor of her room suddenly, startled by the outburst, confused by even why the tears are coming. The long nights she spent agonizing, - and she’d never told anyone, not even Elena – over something, crouched under the cover, seized by terror, like something was impaling her – now she knew why. Her chest got hard and narrow, and she put the hand to her throat.

“You’re the guy he threw into the Malivore”, she finally said. Mal nodded. The world was tearing apart; she could see the tear line up above, so clearly. It was fucking crumbling down in pieces. Only Damon – only that bastard could ever think of that. Of throwing someone into oblivion to erase them completely.

She might have whimpered, because Mal slowed the car down, concern on his face, and they stopped in the middle of the road. The night highway was empty and hollow, and when she left the car, almost crawling out, she noticed there were stars after all. Just very far away. Unreachable.

She felt the light movement of air on her cheek that was burning up, like the rest of her body. The road was long, leading away into the dark patch of space where the street lightning failed and gave in. The fields were quiet around them, night fog falling slowly to wrap them in its deadly embrace. The wind cried, get inside! Be safe! But the blue twilight of the forest in the distance felt like a mount of doom approaching. You couldn’t hide from it in the car. She couldn’t figure out now why she was crying. She felt so robbed; she felt like somebody had the audacity to come and tear her heart out, and now, the worst thing, she couldn’t feel anything because it was the heart she lacked. She couldn’t imagine what it must have felt like to Mal. A cautious look thrown at him found him on the other side of the hood, watching her carefully. It was as if he was afraid to approach. Maybe he thought she was too delicate, or was actually afraid.

“How…” she tried her voice, and it let her down. Only whisper came out. “How did you get out?”

Mal circled the car slowly, without hurry. There were no more sounds, just the music from the car, and his steps. Mal touched her shoulders and made her focus on him, shooting right into her eyes. He was being very dramatic.

“I crawled back to you. Wouldn’t even be the first time. Remember how I got out of hell?”

In a second only she realized that there’s a smirk crooking his dirty mouth. He enjoyed his little joke.

“Oh, of course you don’t. Sorry”.

Her hands grabbed on Mal’s elbows and she pressed herself into his chest. It’s fucked up how memories are nothing. How not having the essential information makes you lose your head as you try to understand why you trust a person you don’t know so much; why you intuitively know he’ll do no harm to you; how you’re attracted to him. His smell was familiar now, almost vital. She wrapped her arms around his waist, and felt a heavy sigh that left his body. Mal hugged her back, putting his chin on the top of her head.

“Don’t worry. I’ll show you. I’ll show you everything, I know how. I have so much to tell you… honey”.

All those days, and she cried in vain. And now she knew what she cried for. And that is so unfair her throat is about to burst with rage. Only Damon…

“I’m going to kill him”, she said gravely, all of a sudden. She could hear his heart now, too. Beating like there’s no special vampire force in it. Mal sighed again.

“It was their collective decision”.

She stepped back to look him in the face.

“What?”

“They were all on it”, he repeated. It was hard to hide the joy in his voice, like he was bringing good news. She knew now how to filter it. She knew he can’t control it.

“Even Elena?”

He rolled his eyes a little.

“Even Elena”.

Mal pulled her on the elbow gently as she started crying again.

“I’ll fix everything, I promise. Hey, they’re paying for it right now”.

With a shaking hand, she clutched his, and squeezed it.

“Mal, please… please, don’t…”

His face went hard.

“I don’t get it. Do you want to punish them or not?”

She moaned. She was holding on to his hand because the knees almost gave in. She could literally feel sanity leaving her, from the little hole in her temple. She was going mad.

“Mal…”

“It’s Kai by the way”, he added, harshly. “Kai Parker. Look at me. You know, this is what I never really understood. You’re so clearly upset, and it makes me very happy… I mean, like, not in a way that I like to see you hurt, but… well, you get it. But you still want to protect them? You were never able to make the choice, you know?”

Seeing that she is not able to object, he went on.

“Quite honestly, that’s hurtful. You know, after everything I’ve been through… you know, you have been the only person ever that didn’t hate me outright. You know? I always thought that maybe you will be the first person who chooses me over everybody else. Is that a lot to ask? I don’t know. Is it? Do you know that I spent more time searching and fighting for you since we met than actually being with you?”

“Mal, you’re hurting me”.

“It’s Kai. I am Kai. You call me Kai, because it’s my name”, he snapped, “it’s the only fucking thing I still have left. And you know who’s to blame for it? Your friends. The bunch of…” he sucked the air through his teeth. His hands were doing the opposite of what he was saying, holding her, rubbing her shoulders so that she doesn’t get cold. Maybe he held her too tightly. She yelped a little with pain, and he almost let go. Pressing his forehead close to hers, he whispered,

“This time I have made that choice for you, okay? Clearly, you need my help. I will never leave you, baby, never. You will be with me forever now, okay? Don’t worry. We’re not drifting away anymore, I won’t let it happen ever again”.

She shivered. As they kissed, she wasn’t sure who’s kissing whom. She knew she wanted it, and at the same time, in her mind, the sirens were going off, wailing like the apocalypse was banging on the walls of her consciousness. She was almost sure she knew what was happening in Mystic Falls.

#kai parker #kai parker imagine #kai parker x reader #tvd imagine #vampire diaries imagine #vampire diaries #legacies #whitmore guy

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drowninginblox · 4 years ago

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Thrown into It

Part: 1,2,3,4,5, 6, 7, 8

Part 9: Titles at Momo’s

How the fuck did I get here? We were just going over math damn it. Why did we have to train my powers? It’s not like I’m gonna be a pro hero! I’m not main character material after all. Have you seen what I'm packing? All bone and fat. No muscle to this bitch. “Y/n! Cmon! Keep your head out of the clouds!” Ochako called from the front. I can only nod my head and try not to faint. Right now me and the main character gang are walking to Momo’s house. Apparently this is an impromptu sleepover. Momo told us that she’ll cover everything we needed so now we’re just walking. Don't worry the cast dragged me to the local train station before hand and Inko was cool with this somehow. What even is this? “Y/n? Are you alright?” I hear before Tenya- fuck I mean Iida nudge me. It’s so weird acting like a stranger to people you already know. “Oh, um.. Y-yeah just a little.. I don't know how to explain it? Anxious?” I try to look at him but his straight laced demeanor and overall physic is intimidating in itself. “There is nothing to worry about though! Surely Midoryia has told you that we are trustworthy!” He declares while chopping his hand around. I try to hold in my laugh but fail miserably. “Did I do something funny?!” He shouts defensively while chopping more. Fuck its just as funny in person-. I feel eyes fall on me as I just keep laughing. “I-oh holly crap- fuckin give me a minute holy shit-” I takes deep breaths while the group mumbles something about me being weird. “S-sorry- Just.. The fucking hand chops kill me- you remind me of C3PO..” I whip a tear from my eye but when I focus back on the group they all look clueless as to what I was saying. “Um.. Y’know? Star Wars?” I prompt but all look just as clueless. Does this universe not have star wars? “What's that?” Tsuyu asks with a small kero. I couldn't only stare. “Just the greatest movie franchise to grace the planet! Yknow- fuckin-” I cover my mouth and inhale deeply. “Luke, I am your father!” They all glance at each other. “Y/n is it something from your home?” I feel my eye twitch but give up. “Yeah it is, and it's amazing.” I sigh. “What might it be about?” Tokoyami asks. His eyes widened at my overwhelming joy. Midoryia chuckles and smiles along with me. “Now you did it-” Before tonight Izuku made the mistake of asking me who my favorite hero was.

The rest of the journey was me basically explaining all of star wars to them without giving the major spoilers. At some points they had to smack me since in my excitement I was babbling nonsense. Ochako, Tsuyu, and Momo seemed to be the most invested in it from what I could tell. “Does the princess ever go home?” Ochoko questions. Momo interrupts me with a pointer finger. “There it is!” She announces at the sight of the gates. She runs up ahead of us and speaks into the microphone. Not even two minutes later and the gate opens up to us, two white golf carts not too far behind. “Dude how rich are you..?” I mumble into the open air. She only laughs. I turned to Ochoko, then to Izuku, both of whom shook to the core over how long the driveway was. “My goodness! You have golf carts too Yaoyorozo?” Tenya acquires when two while golf carts pull up to the gate. The fuck even is this bull shitery? “Only for when I’m lazy.” She defends before hopping on the back of one of the carts. We all follow suit and within a few minutes we are in front of a behemoth of a mansion. “Welcome home everyone!” She cheers. The carts come to stop at her front door and holy fuck I am too intimidated to move.

Everyone gets out of the carts while me and Ochoko take in the sight that is Momo’s home. It was larger than my house, that's for sure. It was also weastern, made of what looked like marble with stone accents near the front door and side of the house. The windows were large and peaking from the roof were two brick chimneys. “Are you two going to stay there all night?” Tenya called with what looked like a cocky smile. “Oh shush Mr. My brother is a pro hero!” I called playfully. His cheeks flashes a bright red and turns to Midorya while I slowly get up, help a dazed Ochoko in the process, and make my way to the front door. Izuku was mumbling about every small detail while Tsu and Tokoyami were notably quiet through this whole ordeal. Momo turned to us and smiled. “My mother and Father are out of town, visiting friends and the likes, so we have the whole house to ourselves!” She rings the doorbell and not even a second later, it opens to a maid. I could feel my face heat up at the sight of any of the main characters in that outfit like that, even though it wasn't that revealing. “Y/n are you okay?” Tokoyami asks about my flushed face but I just cough it off. “Oh my! Are you catching something?” Momo asks before turning to the maid. “Please get them some hot chocolate and hot tea! Also prepare my room with extra blankets, clothes, and pillows.” The young woman bows before walking away from us. “You didn't have to-! I'm not sick!” I tried but I was silenced by Momo rushing to me and covering my forehead with her hand. I jumped at how close we were. “You're burning up! C'mon! You can have a guest room.” She makes some medical masks for the group but Tsu backs me up. “Momo I think you’re overreacting.. Kero.” But she doesn't stop to hear reason, only dragging me through her maze of a house and shoving me into a room. “There should be a maid coming. Once she’s here she’ll give you something to wear.” And before I could say anything she closed the door. What the fuck. Why the fuck. I thought this was the training arch not the filler episode. I swear to god if one of the boys walks in on me changing I will murder.

Thank god that wasn't the case. A maid got me some silk jammies and directed me to another room. It wasn't until I walked in did I realize it was Momo’s room. And holy crap was she a hero fan damn- I’m talking hero’s of all shapes and sizes. Ethnicities and races. Genders of all kinds. Some of the posters were black and white while others were neon and vibrant. All were framed and signed on the wall parallel to the door. “Holy-” I started but Momo caught me. “Y/n! It's good to see you out first!” She says just loud enough from her king size canopy bed. Her bedroom- in length- was the size of me and Midoryia’s rooms connected and then some. On the wall to my right were instruments, a desk, and cubicles for storage while the rest of the room was empty. Well scratch that, there was a rug. But it was small and a bright white, a needed contrast with the equally white was and dark floors. “Yeah.. um.. How do you know my size..?” I ask while motioning to my pjs. She laughs lightly. “Cmon! Come sit on my bed!” OKAY just leave me in the dark on that creepy fact then. Wordlessly I wander to the bed and take a sit right beside her. “So Y/n, tell me about yourself.” I glance up at her and play with my hair. “I'm not that interesting, trust me.” She waves a hand dismissively. “Oh please! There must be more to you than your quirk! I know I’m more than mine!” She assures. I kick my legs and think for a moment. “I'm a big nerd. I love fantastical worlds, and possibilities that probably won't happen. For better or worse.” I say with a nervous chuckle. “Really?” She asks. I nod and humor her. “YEah- I uh.. I write, draw, sing, creative stuff mostly. But I don’t think I’m that creative honestly.” She loosens her posture. “Well then, prove it!” I jumped at her request. “O-Oh um- I don't think-”

“Madam, the other guests are ready!” A maid calls after a knock. Momo sighs “Let them in then!” With that the maid from before lets in the rest of the group, all in t-shirts and pajama pants/ shorts. Aside from Iida. He has a classic set of pajamas and a nightcap to go with the ensemble. “Thank you so much for the pj’s Momo!” Ochoko says with a smile, rushing up to us and hugging her in gratitude. “Oh it’s no problem at all.” “What were you guys talking about kero?” Tsuyu prompts. “Oh-” Momo starts but i cut her off. “Oh nothing interesting!” She glances at me and lightly slaps my arm. “Nonsense. Y/n was just telling me about their hobbies. Apparently they write and do art!” Tokoyami perks at this. “What do you write L/n?” I scratch the back of my neck “Ahahahaha- wouldn’t you like to know..” Tenya’s eyes narrow. “Certainly nothing unsavory? Right Y/n?” Fuck his glasses are reflecting light- f u c k. “Oh nooooo! Nothing like that. Mostly self indulgent romantic crap, some angst-“ Izuku gasped. “Y/n! You write angst!?” Of course Midorya’s the only one who knows that I’m talking about. “Strange. Why is your face a rose then?” Tokoyami teases. His tone says otherwise but that knowing glance is dangerous. “Ahahahaha- Tokoyami you jokester-” I get up close to him and say through my teeth. “You cant out me like this man-! Not here!” Over my shoulder I hear Ochoko laugh. “You remind me Jiro-chan, Y/n. She always gets flustered like this when she’s embarrassed.” I back up from Tokoyami and turn to the group. “Wait what?”

“Oh! You don't know Jiro, but she's so smart and talented.” Ochoko says. “Oh yeah, I know her.” I say casually but when I see Momo’s eyes widen I try to recover. “Me and my dad saw her on the TV. Y'know during UA’s annual sports festival. She had dangles on her ear lobes right?” I scratch the back of my neck for a moment to sell it. Thankfully Momo took the bait because she slowly nodded. “That’s her. She is very smart. Don’t underestimate her when you meet her.” Tyu nods. “What was her score on the midterms?” Midorya hums for a moment. “I don't remember if she told us, but she was up there in ranking..” Before Izuku could go on a mumbling tangent, Iida inquired on the subject. “Seventh in class ranking I think.” The group hums in agreement before turning back to me. “What were you on about before Y/n?” I think a moment before remembering. “Oooh!” I snapped my fingers. I exhale a little at my idiocy. “I just forgot that you guys use titles normally. I was just a little confused.” Tenya’s glasses brightened in the light. Crap. “Shouldn’t you have researched on Japanese culture before you came to Japan Y/n?” He gets up close to me as he says that. “Uhh well.. yasee- I was kind of in a rush to get here and I don't have a phone anymore.. My dad thought it would be a great idea to take away my phone before I go to a whole ‘nother country soooo..” Great job Y/n. Nothing like feeding into the idiot father trope. Dad would be so proud of your creative genius. “And I've been so busy with school and my room..”

“Wow.” the group mumbles. “YEeeeah.. Not the brightest bulb.” I mumble dryly. “Well, surely we can teach you a few things.” Midorya counters. “No one is hopeless unless they don't bother to try! And you want to try don't you?” He says with that signature baby boy smile. I laugh a little at that bright fire in his eyes. That want to help is gonna make him a great hero one day. “Of course! If you guys can teach me that is.” I looked over at the group. Collectively they nod. Que the anime montage.

I was woken up by Midoya at twelve. Am not pm mind you. Momo was kicking us out. “I’m sorry! My parents just called and said they were on their way back home as we speak!” She defended sadly as me and Midorya were finishing up getting our shoes back on. Apparently because of my sleeping habits, Midorya had to watch all of his other friends leave until it was just him and Momo alone in her house together. “Dude, it's okay. Calm down.” I said with a slightly worried smile. Midorya was patiently waiting for me outside with a new duffle bag of his clothes for the night before and some new ones that Momo gave him this morning. “It was an honor staying here for the night Yaoyorozo-sama.” I say with a bow once both my shoes are on. She gasps, a light blush covering her cheeks from the title. But she smiles nonetheless. “It is an honor to meet you too, Y/n-san. And please, call me Momo.” She says with a smile, bowing after. We both rise and I smile back to her before walking out the door. “Y/n-chan, what took you so long?” Midorya asked. “Nothin. Just telling Momo thank you. And chan? Really?” He laughs. “What? Don't like being babied?”

“Oh screw you.”

#mirio togata x reader #mha #mha izuku #midorya izuku #deku #momo yaoyozoru #bnha fanfiction #bnha mirio #uraraka ochako #fumikage tokoyami #tenya lida #tsuyu asai

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A Ghost Among Us

With relative ease, a small strike team recovered both priests and high-ranking Angels from Demon clutches. Everybody rejoiced as they returned to the Abbey, many emotional and relieved to see loved ones unscathed. Some showed a little too much love, but can you blame them? That day, the Abbey residents called for a celebratory dinner party. As the night progressed, Father Handcuffs broke off from the crowd for some privacy. He sat on a bench just outside the mess hall, taking out a picture depicting two young girls that looked no older than ten. As the priest looked at the picture with a sense of longing, a surprise guest appeared. It appeared to be an old acquaintance who, under a mask, looked at the priest quizzically. "I thought you'd be up for a few drinks rather than having a brooding session," she said as she reclined on a nearby pillar, crossing her arms, "Or perhaps...you're afraid to get everybody else sick? That's understandable." Handcuffs stared at the woman with disbelief, sighing heavily in resignation. Seems like she caught on way too fast, "It's that obvious, huh?" "They're not good at hiding their handiwork," she began, "And you know it. But it looks like it was willingly... Why did you let them?" Staring at the floor, the priest sighed, choking up as he tried to explain, "They bargained with me. Decided to give myself up in order to keep the others safe. Especially for the young lad. Unlike me, that priest has much more to live for." That was an unsatisfactory response. The woman broke her stare and looked ahead of her. She appeared to be in deep thought or blankly staring. It was difficult to tell with that mask of her's. She broke an awkward silence with a soft sigh.

With the conversation being left at that, everything pretty much returned to normal for the next week or so. Angels were scrapping by for Heavens while Strappon focused on his work. While attending some important duties regarding the fate of Janice after her boyfriend Richard dumped her in the week's new soap episode- I mean, guiding the Angels, he received an invitation from Father Handcuffs. He was inviting the young Templar for some sport that involved hunting small ghosts which was a pass time of Handcuffs at the peak of the Templar order. Their outing was riveting to say the least. They spent a good chunk of the morning and early afternoon repenting ghosts and arguing which Angel should get a bonus of Heavens with what they collected, but something was starting to feel off.

A GHOST AMONG US The Angels are celebrating the return of their leaders with much-needed relaxation and food! Strap had gone off with Father Handcuffs for some sport. The aftermath of their previous strife ways heavy on his companion's heart, but what else could go wrong

The Abbey today was filled with more life than it had been for weeks. There were decorations and all sorts of refreshments and baked good, there was loud music plaring through the boomboxes situated in a couple corners of the mess hall and the rec room. There was just a lot of loud and over-the-top celebration for the return of their higher-ranked fellows. It was probably because there wasn't a lot of partying in the Abbey, usually.

With everyone strewn about in the Rec Room, many of the Angels were having fun partying and chatting about what had happened while the leaders were gone.

BRIT: Jacket and Overshirt finished setting up the tables with the snacks (Ovy making damn sure Jacket didn't eat most of the sweets on the way over to the table), the latter offering a smile to the rest of the Angels. He hoped Strappon would return to the Abbey soon so he could break out the cake and stuff some in his face.

Jacket adjusted some of the breads and stole a loaf before looking over the rest of them. Boy, today was great.

DJDEVIL: Helmet stared at one of the boomboxes. The sight of it awed him. There were no instruments, no musicians, nothing. Just sounds. He placed one hand on the box and felt the vibrations coming from it. "What strange magics allow sound to pour from this box? Are there tiny men inside?" He asked curiously.

KRO: Both Shades and Sukafu burst into the room with their own platters of food. It was over the top, to an extent. This looks like its fit for a party banquet. At least a high-end one. They set their plates down for Ovy to organize and told him that he can help himself right away if he wished to.

Hot Pants walked in shortly behind them. He didn't look the type to bring something himself, but he ended up making an old recipe his mum taught him. It smelled great, to say the least, but he was nervous as it's been a long time since he's taken the time to actually cook it. After setting it up on the table, he kinda stuck himself next to Shades and Sukafu for the sake of just being around someone. Man, he hasn't seen the place this as lively as it is. Then again, he doesn't visit the Abbey often.

CRACKEMWALNUTS: Knittens had come from hockey practice earlier, as evident by the fresh bruises and helmet hair. He was staying clear of the desserts. He was sick of sugar after his cousin's baking episode in order to make someone a gift or something. He could barely breathe after he tried the 10th flavor of filling for cream puffs. But Knittens was delighted to see that there was a party instead of the regular church stuff. He'll pray to the Lord and ask for a sign if his father is in heaven later. He looked around for anyone that he knew enough to talk with. Headphone was twirling a strand of hair, still in his fuzzy pajamas. It was a lazy Sunday, he wasn't getting out of his pjs. He was laying on the floor towards the corner, oblivious to everything because his eyes were glued to his phone as well as wearing noise-canceling headphones. He was watching the season finale of... Something. It was a carrot and tomato with faces battling pandas, you figure it out.

EMI: Dermal stood at a distance from the crowd as they set up, Veil having not left his side since he got back, gushing over him. He sucked off his long drag, needing it from witnessing the mess that was Hell Corp. That Absolute was still sitting in his mind. There was something about him that didn't sit quite right. He hated him. He also was starting to hate how much Veil was dotting over him.

Tee commanded his rag-tag gang to do various things around the Abbey, mostly just telling them not the fuck up or drop shit and often sending a bullet reeling in the direction of the poor Fallen that didn't follow such "simple instructions".

GAMER-GODDESS: Still dressed in her work uniform, Thigh High nearly burst into the room "Sorry I'm late, work has been a nightmare" she said, head bouncing lightly as she bobbed it to the music. Smiling she looked around the room at the large display in front of her.

"But on the plus side I brought _croissants_" she announced with a poor French accent while she set her platter with the rest of the spread.

OSCARK9: Gloves was standing at the baked good section and picking out some of the delicious goodies at the party. Looking all the decorations, music playing, and seeing all of the Angels and Heavenbents having a good time. For him, he's going to have a great feast on his plate, especially sweets. "Look at all this sweets," He said to himself, "I'm going to have a good time." He said while he pick out the pink doughnut with sprinkles and biting out of it. "Mmmmmm. Doughnut."

BUMBLER BEE: Dirndl hummed to herself as she carried a piping hot dish. It was wonderful to see everyone back again together! Her green skirt swayed, and she entered the room with her ceramic dish that smelled of potatoes and beef. With the odd wave to others such as Shades, Jacket, and even young Knittens before finding the buffet to set her own dish down. Oh dear, she thought with a short pout. Did she make enough?

KOTORI: Angels and all the such had been gathering in the abbey for quite some time now. As it was his home, Cloak of course made his way to where everybody was gathering, a dark aura sort of just… coming from him, but nobody ever really commented on this as he was usually a pretty nice person. The awkward ghost fanatic shuffled his way in, it never looked like he was walking, he looked more like he simply, snaked around, like he was just sliding forward, who knows what was under that thing. Cloaks general appearance was a dark one, he wore a yellow contact in his right eye that he called his “all seeing eye” and his cloak had a few decorative occult type decorations on it that honestly could mean anything. There were plenty of stray strings and threads coming off of his cloak as well, connecting parts of it to other parts of it that probably don't need to be, and some of them were simply floating in the air aimlessly, which was weird considering the lack of wind but he never thought of it that way. Entering the Abbey Cloak looked around aimlessly, his tired eyes scanning those around the room and he gave a smile before shifting off into a corner somewhere before squatting down and opening up a book that had been hidden in his Cloak, it was black, even the pages were black, and was written in white ink of some sort… weirdo… also edgy.

On the other hand, the complete opposite really, was Munjayeol, Jayeol as always was his stupid self, and quite enjoyed get togethers like the one that was going on right now. Marching into the Abbey proudly Jayeol let out a general hello to all in the form of “Arrival!”, mostly just to announce his presence, before skipping to some off place in the room to simply probably eat dirt or something… who knows what that boy did.

SAIYAN: Undershirt arrived in the rec room and noticed the large crowd around. He didn't really expect this big of a turn out from the Abbeys residents. It was nice to see really. It made him feel like the people actually gave a shit about him. He looked around the room and managed to spot Shades. The two of them hadn't talked much since they got freed. Which was reasonable considering they had been in such close quarters for so long. He'd also finally gotten the bejeweled song out of his head. Thank god for that. He pushed himself through the crowd and waved to Shades.

"Hey man! How have you been since we got settled back into the Abbey?" he asked him.

Wristband, Mesh Top and T.J. arrived not too long after. It was nice that a sense of normalcy had returned to the Abbey after the missing angels had returned safe and sound. The three of them looked around and noticed the huge crowd as well. It was weird to see this place so lively. Normally this place is pretty quiet, but today it was alive.

Mesh took a look over at the food table. Everything looked so good to her. She'd have to make her way over there.

Wristband and T.J. scanned the crowd to see if there was any familiar faces in the crowd but it was hard considering the sheer amount of people.

KRO: Gogo boots walked out of the shadows with rather baggy clothes on. They looked sleep deprived, maybe stayed up all night working on their latest album. The smell of food was both great but disgusting at the same time. Their metabolism must still be asleep if that was the case. As they scanned the room, they noticed Dermal brooding in the corner with his girlfriend. They approached Dermal, completely ignoring Veil, as they wrapped their arms around Dermal's neck.

"Hey," they started, "No smoking zone. There are people eating and you're gonna make them lose their appetite." They yanked the drag off his hand, but didn't throw it. He didn't want to actually get killed and they were inside a room. It'd be rude.

Shades smiled at Undershirt, waving a bit, "Hey dude! Nothing much really, just kinda turned 33 in the last few days and got engaged, so yeah." That sounds like stuff that kinda matters, Shades.

"How have you been, though?" He asks in response.

SAIYAN: Undershirt smiled back at Shades. He looked pretty good for 33 he had to admit. He went up and patted him on the back.

"Congrats on the engagement bud! Never knew you had it in you!" he laughed.

"I've been good though. Finally got that damned bejeweled song out of my head, but I'm still trying to get rid of seeing the orange gem every time I close my eyes. But other than that things are going smoothly, especially with Caplet" he finished.

Meanwhile Mesh was busy perusing the choices of food.

OWLIE: Monocle just arrived with Polo at the gates of the Abbey, they heard the other angels were having some sort of celebration, so the went there. Monocle looked around, slightly grumpy, he just got up. Polo on the other hand, bounced around like he drank a litter of coffee, eager to socialize

DJDEVIL: Helmet placed another hand on the boombox and began to shake it. "What is your secret, box?! I demand to know how your are able to produce music without human hands! If you do not, I shall smite you with the wrath of a thousand crusaders!" He shouted.

KRO: Sukafu held on to Shades' arm, getting in on the conversation between the two, "I didn't think he had it in him either! But he's pretty decent, didn't pop his jaw off."

He snickered, thinking he was being all clever, but Shades raised a brow.

"Honey, I know it hurts to tell you the truth but your penis doesn't function." Sukafu fell dead silent and looked down at the floor, analyzing all his life choices up until now.

"You didn't have to snatch my wig like that..." Sukafu said. Shades erupted in laughter and went back to pay attention to Undershirt.

"But hey, that's great, dude. Glad that's a thing for you. Aaaand, your bejeweled issue as well."

BUMBLER BEE: Sister Rosary would smile as she entered the room. In her habit. With a clipboard. Keep things professional, she told herself, something comforting for Strappon when he returned. She had carefully applied her sultry makeup and red lips as always, and smiled at the room. Food on the table and not wolfed down, wonderful. Everyone seeming content, great! Rosary looked up as Polo and Monocle came in, nodding her head. "Welcome boys, welcome! So glad to see everyone together!" she spoke in a warm way, though not overly chipper. After, she checked off a box on her list, chuckling happily.

SAIYAN: She took a little of everything, she wanted to try it all.

Meanwhile Wristband managed to spot Dirndl in the crowd. Quickly ditching Tuxedo Jacket, Wristband made her way over to her.

"Hey Dirndl! Wow that smells amazing! Did you make it yourself?" Wristband asked her after she noticed the dish she brought.

"Well shit, THANKS FOR LEAVING ME!" Tuxedo yelled at Wristband as she walked away.

The only thing he could do now was see if he could find someone he knew.

Meanwhile Undershirt laughed before his face grew red at the penis joke.

"HEY! IT'S FULLY FUNCTIONAL I'LL HAVE YOU KNOW!" He yelled, maybe a bit too loud.

OFFICERCOFFINCAT: Mary James walks into the Abby quietly, they made sugar cookies in the shapes of halos for everyone. He walks around , through the legs of many tall adults to go find a place to put them. He didn't really know anyone too well so he hoped the cookies would be a good introduction and a tiny little pick-me-up for himself.

OFFICERCOFFINCAT: James-))

OFFICERCOFFINCAT: Ohmygod))

EMI: Dermal's eye twitched slightly. "Thanks for the warm 'welcome back'." He said in a falsely sweet tone. "It's either this or a stiff drink to erase the sin I witnessed. Pick your poison."

Veil huffed at Gogo. "Let the man have some liberty, he's been through soooo much." She hummed, leaning up against him, blushing and fluttering her eyelashes. Dermal's mouth twitched. "On second thought, I think a drink is better. Would you?"

And Veil was off, running to fetch some good quality alcohol. She ran so fast in those heels and nearly ran over another lady who was entering the Abbey.

Obi readjusted her top and entered the Abbey with a smile. It'd been so damn long since she's been there, but it seems nothing had changed. At all.

OWLIE: Monocle noticed a woman greeting them, he and Polo headed towards the woman. "Thank you, Sister Rosary, Me and Pol--" He turned but Polo is gone, he is there on the buffet table with Dirndl, "Hey Dirndl," Polo said,

BRIT: Overshirt smiled and waved at Dirndl and approached her with one of those weird lil jogs. "Hey! How's everything going?" He asked her, helping her set up her dish, "You look a little distressed." He put his hands on his hips and tilted his head in question.

"Yep, we got cross-ants! And all sorts of sweets and bagels and stuff." Jacket called to Thigh-High. He stopped waving and directed his attention for a few moments to Helmet, staring at him. "Uh, also I guess we're also hosting the nuthouse. That or it's live entertainment."

Duster tailed close behind Hot Pants, ready to dig in to the dish he had prepared. He loved his cooking, and he'd be a gluttony fall if he had met Hot Pants before he fell. Well, probably. He crossed his arms at the comments about Sukafu's non-existent dick and just gave him the "father-son-holy spirit" action. Pray for the man's dignity.

CRACKEMWALNUTS: Knittens was sitting on top of Headphone's back both of them casually talking. Snippets can be heard above the music, "Yeah so like I'm saying, 5. He could fit 5 pool balls." "Seriously? Isn't that a health issue?" "For him, I think existence is a health issue." "Oooo buuuurn. Someone's growing up." "But yeah, I think he swallowed one..." Headphones jerked up, looking at Knittens shocked. His mouth agape and worried as he exclaims, "When was a party going on?! I'm in my pjs..." Knittens slowly face palmed in disappointment, who was the child here? 'Cause he really didn't think it was him right now.

KRO: Gogo grabbed an ashtray literally out of the ether and put out the drag, making sure not to dent it. How polite of them. "I think you losing your dinner through alcohol is better than exposing everybody to second-hand smoking."

Gee, what were they, Dermal's mom? Well, only to annoy him.

Hot Pants covered his mouth at Duster's gesture, nudging him a little. "I can't believe your future brother-in-law got murdered in front of you."

Hearing that comment, Sukafu scoffed, "I'll say. So much for all this LOVE and AFFECTION."

KOTORI: Cloak simply sat idly in the corner, still nothing to do, he really wasn't a fan of big get togethers but something so close to home for him was something he figured hed attend, after all it was all he really could do at the moment. Standing himself up he snaked his way through the crowd in hopes to find something to do however because simply reading was not very entertaining. Standing himself at the food table however he eyed everything he could probably snack on, mouth probably watering, clearly interested in what was available. However he wasn't exactly sure what he could even eat, he didn’t want to over do it cause he would just get a stomach ache if he did, but it all looked quite nice.

Meanwhile Jayeol was simply wandering around eyeing people down, who knows what he was doing.

OMEGAPSYCHO: Boxing comes into the rec room in a rush. he was late to the party because his alarm clock was broken. "I'm Late-" He was cut off when he was actually trip and started to roll. "Ah!" Boxer scream as he was rolling right into the wall then BAM! The Fallen Wrath hit the wall, he cartoon like swirly eye and birds circling his head. "I see pretty birdies" Boxer said all confuse.

SAIYAN: Undershirt calmed down a bit and regained his composure.

"Sorry about that. But thanks Shadey. I'm hoping by the end of the week I'll be totally back to normal" he finished.

GAMER-GODDESS: Looking up from her platter at Jacket with slight concern, "Y'know I would've brought more if I knew how many people would show up" She sighed as she brushed off her apron "Well I actually I would've brought more if I had more hands, I didn't plan on it just being myself today"

BUMBLER BEE: Dirndl would look up with a smile as Wristband first came up. “Ah, miss Wristband! I made a cottage pie…” responded the Fraulein, taking lid to reveal browned mashed potatoes that smelled faintly like black pepper and mostly pure butter. It was then she noticed Polo, those fair cheeks turning a pink like a pig’s belly. “Ah, Hallo… Herr Polo.” always the polite kräutchen. It was then even Overshirt came by, and she giggled. Her dish was quite large at 2.5 quarts. “Herr Wristband! Danke schön, but I am alright… even if I fear I did not make enough.” those flushed cheeks grew darker-- a sight Wristband was quite well accustomed to from the greenclad angel.

Rosary stood off to the side of the door with Monocle, laughing. “It’s alright. Dear… I know someone with hotpants when I see them.” though she more joked about that, bosoms shaking with self induced mirth.

DJDEVIL: After a few seconds of shaking of the boombox, Helmet stopped. "You will not speak? Very well!" He exclaimed then taking a few step back and pulling out Lucinius. "Prepare to be smited! DEUS VULT!" He shouted before he began whacking the boombox with righteous crusader fury.

OWLIE: Monocle rolled his eyes when he saw Polo on the other side of the room. He thanked Sister Rosary and walked away. Then saw someone rushed in the rec room and hit the wall, and that person turned out to be Boxer. He rushed over to give him a hand. "Hey there, Box," He greeted his friend

EMI: A bullet came out of left field and smashed into the back of Helmet's helm to halt his crusades. "HEY! Leave those tunes alone, freak!" Tee shouted. Yeah, he wasn't part of his crew, but no one else seemed to be stopping him...

OMEGAPSYCHO: Boxer shaked his head and look at person. "Mono!" Boxer shouted as got quickly and gave Mono a big huge. "I miss you buddy" He said as he hug Mono very tightly. "How are you?" Boxer said as he let go of him. "I been doing great, training to defeat God and other cool stuff" He said with a smile.

OFFICERCOFFINCAT: Mary Janes saw Boxing bust his ass and he proceeded to rush over, laughing a little bit. He places the cookies on a nearby table and he holds out his hand for the other. "Are you okay mister? You look like you fell pretty hard there!" Mary don't pet the birds. Mary do- and he's petting the birdies. Someone help this child.

OSCARK9: While Gloves finish off his pink sprinkle doughnut, he heard smashing sounds in the room, it spook him a little. He turn his head to see who it is and it was somebody that he never meet. He got up from his seat and run over to Helment. "Dude. Why are you smashing the boombox?" He question him.

OWLIE: "Yeahhhh"Monocle squeeked. He is a small guy and he's being crushed by a giant. When Boxer let go, he took a deep breath and smiled at his friend, it has been a while since they got in touch,."You know, starting riots and fights, and hey! I got a job now."

SAIYAN: Wristband took in the aroma. It definitely looked and smelled great. She turned back to her in approval.

"Wow Drindl, I never didn't know you could bake!" Wristband praised her. She couldn't wait to try it.

Wristband then noticed the blush that creeped up on Drindl's cheeks at Polo's arrival. How cute!

KOTORI: Cloak had eventually procured himself a small plate of snacks that he began eating as soon as he got it, honestly he didn't even eat most of it, a lot of it was just stashed away in his clothes for later… who knows what he has under there. Best not ask. Regardless he was now quite bored, everybody was simply socializing around him and doing whatever it is that they do but truthfully Cloak didn't know anybody and really didn’t want to approach a random stranger (and their mun is too scared to approach people too), so he simply stood in the middle of the room and pulled out his book again, simply reading the pages he had read 500 times over now. Truthfully the book was simply about ghosts and ghost hunting, but really he had no real interest in anything in it, he just liked the occasional picture. However if questioned hed prob say it was some weird ancient scripture or something. Really he was not the easiest person to talk to.

OMEGAPSYCHO: "Great to hear man!" Boxer smiled a Mono proud of him getting a job. But when he heard Mary Janes, he turn to her and look at her. "I'm fine Miss, I'm Boxer the Champion of Daten City!" He said with a smile and filling himself with pride. He then turns back to Mono and ask "So what it is your Job?". Boxer was little curious.

DJDEVIL: When the bullet hit Helmet's helm, it vibrated like a bell. Helmet grabbed his helm to stop it then turned to Tee. "You dare interrupt my righteous crusading?! You insolent cur!" He shouted, completely ignoring Gloves. "And who are you calling 'freak'?! I am a servant of the Lord himself!" He continued.

OWLIE: "Hey Dirndl, are you okay? Your face is red," Polo said, concerned.

Meanwhile, Monocle replied to boxer: "Well, I got a job at the nearest school from our home as a high school teacher. I have to admit it's kinda boring, but at least it pays,"

CRACKEMWALNUTS: Knittens pats Headphone's head as he ditches him promptly, as is normal of their relationship. Sliding over to Cloak he waves, and greets, "Ayyy, you're a new face. What's your name?" Headphones decided to get up, stretch and mingle. Well, if he could. He was in purple fuzzy pajamas, and it didn't cover much. But it looks like he's alone for now.

OFFICERCOFFINCAT: Mary's cheeks turn bright red, oh no he didn't. " I HAVE A DICK OKAY!" Flustered, he waffles off to go find someone else. It's the eighth time in one day someone thought he was a girl. He proceeds to look at the snacks at the snack table. His small tummy rumbles but he's too damn shy. (I feel ya bro) Meet people and get foodie? Or hide under the table? The answer should be obvious. He can count the gum under the table to kill time.

OFFICERCOFFINCAT: Waddles-))

EMI: "You're literally at a God Convention, buddy." Tee said, with a deadpan. "Like everyone here is a servant of the Lord. You fit right it. Congrats." He pointed at the kitchen. "Hoe about making yourself less useless and getting more paperwear and plasticwear?"

Obi placed a try down on the table. There weren't a lot of familiar faces around, but so many good looking men. Goodness. She at least noticed Overshirt and Tee.

BRIT: Duster gave a snort as he was nudged, barely concealing his mischevious smirk. "Well, Shades chose to marry him, Sukafu's choice to propose." He chuckled, nudging Hot Pants back.

"I guess it's fine!" Jacket laughed, "First come, first serve!" He adjusted his jacket and tilted his head to look around at everyone else again. There was a lot going on! So many people! Where was the boss? And by Boss he meant not Tee, but Strappon.

KOTORI: Cloak raised an eyebrow at the boy who had just approached him before crouching down to his height before sliding his book he had away into his cloak, along with where he keeps probably a bunch of other unknown things.

“Greetings child… you are… small.”

What an excelent way to point out the obvious, he than stood up before the boy and smiled down on him, though he still somehow looked horribly tired like, jesus boy what are those eyebags, please tell me that aint eyeliner (it is).

“I am Cloak... the… dar-... no… um… the uh…hmm.. Shit this is harder than I thought hold on.”

He proceeded to turn around and thought for a moment… like a long moment, like way too long totally killing the mood of the conversation before turning back.

“I am Cloak, the Shadowwalker…. No shit that sounds so lame im sorry... uh… yeah im Claok uh… fuck.. Sorry.”

OSCARK9: Gloves look over the broken Boom Box that the men created and it was a mess. "Rest in peace, you Boom Box." He said quietly so no one can hear him. He look over to the dude that smash the boom box. "I gotta say, I'm impress that you got good strength, but why the Boom box!?" He question him with a sad look on his face.

OMEGAPSYCHO: Boxeer look at Mono and blinked. "Highschool Teacher?" Boxer said kind of surprise because he thought Mono would get a cool job, maybe Mono will be the cool teacher boxer thought. Then when he heard out "I HAVE A DICK",he turn around and look at her. "Sorry, i didn't know Miss- i mean man" He said with a Nervous smile to Mary Jane. Boxer then turn back to Mono. "Well, i .proud of you Mono and i will get us some Victory Punch!" Boxer said with a smile as he walk over to Punch Bowl and got two punch drinks for Mono and Boxer.

EMI: Veil returned with a couple bottles of fine alcohol, shoving Cloak around to get a bottle and poured one for Dermal. She was a woman on a mission.

Dermal watched in vague amusement. "There's worse things that are a hazard Angels can die from." He said, flipping his hair. "Like themselves."

KRO: As if Gogo entering the scene in their pajamas wasn't bad enough, another Abbey resident had to dress himself all nice to go downstairs from his dorm to yell at people to lower the speaker's volume. It's only noon thirty, people are trying to sleep.

As he entered the rec room, he held up a finger, ready to shout into the crowd until he saw a particularly stunning sight. It was Obi and he could feel his face flush. Should he make a move, should he not. He didn't want to come off as some creep, that'd be terrible. He decided to kinda recede into the crowd and calculate his moves. Boy, he's overthinking this.

"I was referring more to the humans present, Angels are kinda hopeless either way." But you're an Angel too, Gogo.

OFFICERCOFFINCAT: Mary was on a mission, a mission to be as low key as possible. Would he succeed? Probably not. I mean a tiny hand poking out from under a table to get a snack is totally normal. He was just gonna play pretend till someone joined him. Or found him at least.

CRACKEMWALNUTS: Knittens was immediately on the defensive, "You calling me short? I'll have you know, I'm taller than my uncle and some of my cousins!" He doesn't like being called a small, ever. Tilting his head a bit, is expression turn to worry as he saw the poor state the other was in. Hopefully he won't fall asleep on him. As Cloak stumbled around thinking, his mind began to wander. Like, if he was ever gonna see his mom this year at all. Honestly he wasn't sure if she was still alive. The letters stopped. Then he saw small hands poking around the table and he crouched down. He knew there was gnomes in here from the day he moved to Daten, and he'll find them. He motioned for Cloak, missing his name as he whispers, "I think there are gnomes under here."

KRO: Sukafu shoots Duster a small glare. He's right there, asshole. Hot Pants notices this and waves at Sukafu with a cheeky smile.

"Alright, let's stop the teasing. But hey, I'm glad you can make it guys." Shades said.

Strappon was running for his life. It was getting very, very dark already and he had been running for god knows how long.

DJDEVIL: "I do not take orders from you, cur." Helmet said, walking towards Tee. "Nor would I. I mean, seriously, look at yourself! You look more ridiculous than a warthog in a tuxedo!" he continued, pointing at Tee's clothes.

KOTORI: Did somebody just fucking… shove him, wow rood, though he really didint know what to do about that, or how to utilize this as an opportunity to speak to somebody considering their mun is bad at that and doesnt wanna bother anybody. He simply let it go before turning back to the small child he butchered his introduction to.

After being shoved Cloak was quite… offended really, like what the fuck RICHARD, he was a fucking queen how dare you. Not like he would ever actually say that though, he was on the ground honestly like, she hit him not that hard but, he was small and fragile. Getting up he gave Veil a glare before speaking up.

“You dare ignore my presence… such ignorance will be punished if you are not careful.” Cloak please why do you talk like that

However, something does catch his attention, the word gnomes. If anybody knew anything about Cloak, it was his interest in the occult, and sure gnomes weren't really occult but they were close enough that he squatted down and looked under the table with Knittens

“Gnomes you say… tricky creatures, if one has arrived here it will surely mean all of our demise… soon enough.”

(( OOC: pls just ingore that first paragraph ))

OFFICERCOFFINCAT: Two very blue eyes stared back at them, glowing much like a cats would. Why was that dude that looked like that ink demon from that one game staring at him? Wait it got better now his crush is. That's goodish? Why are they talking about gnomes? Mary Janes had not a clue.

BRIT: Duster tilted a cheeky smirk in Sukafu's direction. You're part of his family now, and if Shades is correct, then he can give you shit for everything. Good luck and godspeed, Sukafu. He has no filter.

Jacket walked up silently next to Tee, looking between him and Helmet. The fuck is going on?

BUMBLER BEE: Dirndl glanced over to Wristband, a sense of panic flooding her for the briefest of moments: that knowing little smile. She squeaked under her breath, but smiled all the same. "Ah yes, I love to cook and bake! Cottage pie is, how you say... shephard's pie with beef!" Responded the young woman, fixing her hair idly. "Oh yes, I am fine!" she then spoke, putting a comfort hand on Polo's bicep for only the briefest of times. "Maybe I am too warm, hm?"

EMI: "Fine! BE useless! Just do it out of the gotdamn way!" Tee shouted, throwing his arms up. "Oh, and look at you, Mr. Buckethead. Using Ad Hominem to make yourself sound so fucking fancy."

Veil totally ignored the inky black boy next to her and rushed over to Dermal, who took the glass and grave it a swig before spitting it out onto Gogo.

SAIYAN: Wristband quickly changed the subject. She'd had enough fun messing with Drindl like that.

"Ohh, that sounds delicious! You have to teach me how to cook sometime. I'm terrible at anything in the kitchen and it would be nice to know those skills" she said to Drindl.

KUMA: Pasties arrived to the party fashionably late. The truth is that she had gotten pretty caught up in an event in one of her mobile games and attending had slipped her mind. She'd never admit it though. Interestingly enough Pasties decided to wear a shirt for this party. However, it was a joke t-shirt reading "Honk if you ❤️ Boobs" that she probably just threw on once she remembered the party was happening. She stood around casually, not thinking of approaching anyone just yet.

OSCARK9: Getting no answers from the guy that he just met, he walk away from him and getting back to his seat to finish off his snacks. When he got there, his delicious snacks was gone. "Aw man. They must've mistaken that it was garbage." He said, feeling down. "Ah well, gotta get more." He walk over to the snacks booth to get some more. "Next time, I'll leave a sticky note."

Where was he, now? He must have been running for hours. He was constantly looking over his shoulder, staring at the mortar and bricks behind him. He passed through so much flora and fauna he literally had no idea where he was.

CRACKEMWALNUTS: "You sure about that? Like you sure you're sure?" Knittens glanced at him confused, after all he's pretty sure some people in here were already dead so unless there's a super heaven, he isn't sure where they go. Looking back under the table his eyes widen in surprise to find Mary Janes. So ofcourse the first question, "Dude, what're you doing under the table? By the way, nice seeing you again." Headphones strolled around, not looking where he was going and knocked into Pasties. He apologized, "Sorry about that, I'm a bit airheaded. Oh, nice shirt. I would honk but I like dick."

KUMA: Pasties wasn't that bothered by being bumped into. She raised her hand in acknowledgement. "Its fine don't worry about it," she said. Pasties then gave a bit of a wink when her shirt got referenced. "Thank you. Its understandable. Everyone has different taste."

KRO: Gogo was ready to strangle Dermal, but showed restraint. Instead they grabbed some of Dermal's hair and wiped off whatever vile liquid was on their beautiful visage.

"I don't know how many times I have to tell you, but your spit doesn't count towards being a moisturizing face mask, dear."

Sukafu squinted, he's keeping an eye on you Duster. Better have quips ready.

Hot Pants served himself some of his own food, poking it at a little before looking up at the group, "So...anybody seen the priest? My boss came in earlier to ask for him but he was kinda gone."

Archer finally gathered the courage to talk to the pretty lady, inhaling sharply as he approached Obi. "Good evening, ma'am. I'm sorta new here and I'm confused as to what's happening. I thought you may know, but I'm probably assuming that you've been here before."

KOTORI: How dare this feind ignore him, he would have none of it, after being walked past once more Cloak muttered some words that were probably ment to curse her but truthfully there was no sure way that would work, perhaps luck would come into play and she would stub her toe or something like that.

Pulling out his cellphone he returned his attention to the gremlin child under the table that he soon found out that was not a gnome… shame

“Ah… it's just a kid.” Where did the edge talk go… he probably got bored

He than began rapidly tapping away at his phone, though nobody would really know what exactly he was doing it looked kind of like twitter... his phone case unlike all of his other things was pink and had a few cute charms hanging from it, why… who knows. After putting it away he spoke up again, this time much nicer now that he had two literal babies around him.

“Why are you under the table child… it is not safe, what if it were to fall, or if an evil ghost were hiding under the table with you, I would rather you remain alive young one. —unlike some people—.” He glared at Veil, he did not wish death upon her, but he did wish a stubbed toe

OWLIE: "Oh... Okay," then he flashed Dirndl a smile. Then he turned to see Monocle chatting with his friend Boxer. Polo smiled. The two is so different yet so alike.

He smiled at Dirndl once more and said, "I gotta go see what Mono's up to, so... See you later Dirndl, Wristband," Then he walked towards Monocle and Boxer.

"Hey there Boxer, Monocle, what's up?"

Monocle didn't reply, he rolled his eyes and ignored him.

"Hey, did I say something wrong?" Polo asked Monocle, still no answer.

OFFICERCOFFINCAT: Mary shrugs. " I didnt really have anyone to talk to and I don't really know anyone. I was kinda just looking for my moms..Nice seeing you too though. Hi there Mister ink. I um... I made cookies if that's okay.." He looks up at Cloak. " I can probably fight it. If not it can eat me, I don't mind too much." He nibbled a halo cookie he made.

OMEGAPSYCHO: "Hey Polo, me and Mono are just talking about jobs" Boxer said as he hug Mono in a way that would make Polo jealous. "You great guy Mono, you'll be a great Highschool Teacher" He said with smile aas he was drinking his punch. "So Polo, how are you?" Boxer ask as he was drink his punch.

BRIT: Following after Hot Pants, Duster had his own plate stacked generously with food. He had been eating the whole time, but it was noted that he had literally a pile of food. He munched at it some, nodding with Hot Pants. "I haven't seen him, yet." He pointed. It was a little concerning, "I thought he went hunting with Father Hiccup."

Jacket barely dodged Tee's hands flying outward. That woulda conked him good with all the rings he wore. "It does look like a bucket..." He mused.

CRACKEMWALNUTS: Knittens silently judged Cloak for his phone, not because it was girly but really because it didn't have a gudetama charm on it. For shame. He scooted under the table with Mary Janes, whispering gently, "Do have you seen any gnomes? They took my sandwich a week ago and I'm looking for blood." Headphones chuckled as he pulled out from somewhere a screen play. It was the thickness of an encyclopedia as he sighs, "Tell me about it, I wrote a play exactly on it. I was thinking of calling it, 'Seven minutes in Heaven'. I needa get in touch with people to produce it" He put the screen play on the table, the stack of papers landing on the table caused a loud bang to resound from it. But the more important question: where and when did he write this thing?

DJDEVIL: Tee was getting on Helmet's nerves. Interrupting his righteous crusade against that foul box, calling him useless and his glorious helm a bucket. Insult upon insult. "You believe yourself better than me, do you knave? Well, I'll have you know that I served in the Crusades to liberate the holy hand from the foul Saracens. I bled for the Pope and for the Lord and would do so again and again AND AGAIN! What have YOU done for the Lord, cur?!" Helmet shouted, pressing his face onto Tee's.

OWLIE: "Yeah, Monocle's so smart he got hired as a teacher. ANd he's only 19," Polo said,"And yeah, I'm great, my Job's still the same," He put his hand on Monocle's shoulder, but Monocle slapped it off.

Monocle glared at Polo, somehow he actually felt angry. Though it's a different kind of angry, he was jealous

KUMA: Em arrived to the party pretty dressed up. Even though he showed up to the zombie fight before, he might be unrecognizable to most. He didn't talk to many people there

EMI: Obi whipped around to see the visage of the glorious person before her. It was another Fallen who's face she didn't recognize.

"Well, then, welcome!" She chirped. "My name is Obi! I own the little teahouse a walk away from here." She gave a little bow, trying to not let her chest fall out of her kimono this time. She really needed to fix that somehow...

"Wow, slow down, Grandpa." Tee held up his hands in mock defense. "I didn't expect the Spanish Inquisition here!"

No one expect the Spanish Inquisition, Tee.

KUMA: He was also currently dressed as Emmy, wig, dress, and all. While he wasn't the biggest fan of social gatherings, Emmy felt more confident while dressed up. He was hoping he could talk to someone though before the party ended.

OFFICERCOFFINCAT: Keep it together Mary you can do this. "Gnomes? Sammiches? That's a declaration of war! And n-no I haven't..we can look for em if you'd like? Or we can just chill under here?" He messes with a strand of his lavender hair. Mary looks up at Cloak. "Knittend who is Mister ink?"

OMEGAPSYCHO: Boxer looked at Mono and got close to him. "Hey Mono, you okay?" he ask a little curious about whats happening."It's just because you acting weird around Polo like your anger at him" He whisper to him. "Did Polo do something wrong? Also, you want some more punch?" Boxer ask as he look at Mono.

Finally approaching the green of the garden ahead of him, he could hear the music coming from the inside of the Rec Room. Busting down the doors, Strappon shoved himself through the doors with a loud slam. He stood there, his clothes were torn apart and his hair disheveled, some cuts, scrapes, bruises and a bloody nose. "Angels!" He managed to shout, clearly distressed.

KOTORI: “The blood of a gnome is a powerful thing young child… I respect your goal.”

He gave the two boys a smile before introducing himself to Jane, a creepy smile on his face that was probably intended to be kind looking, wiht his peircing eyes looking at the two of them seemingly at once.

“As I said earlier, I am Cloak, I study ghosts… I didn’t say that last part.”

However, his smile darkened when Strappon came through the door hurt, he had no idea what was going on but he knew strapon well enough, but did not expect something like this. He stood up and simply looked at the bloodied man with tired eyes.

“Please knock before entering.”

KRO: Oh sweet Jesus, she's talking to him. Today is truly a blessed day. "Obi, what a lovely name. My name's Archer Gloves but that's a mouthful, so just call me Archer." He bowed in return, a rather dignified bow no less.

"But a small teahouse, you say? I should drop by sometime soon, get acquainted with the city and all-"

Before he can continue he jumped out of surprise from Strappon's abrupt entry, practically into Obi's arms. Good first impression.

OSCARK9: While Gloves restock his sweets on his plate ones more (2 Choco. Cookies, 2 Brownies, and 2 Reeses. With a cup of Fruit Punch.) He walk all the way back to the table that he was sitting at. Before he took a bite out of his Choco. Cookie, he was spooked once again by a loud shout. He turn his head to see who it is and it was Strappon. With a shock look on his face, he had one question to say. "My god! What happen to you?!" He said in his shocking tone.

SAIYAN: Undershirt, T.J., Wristband and Mesh all stopped what they were doing and turned to look at a very distressed looking Strappon. It was quite the shock to see him in this condition. Normally he comes screaming in all the time but never when he looked like he was just attacked by a bear.

"Wow, what the fuck happened to you?" Undershirt asked as he folded his arms.

The other three didn't need to say much, Undershirt pretty much said what was on their collective minds.

CRACKEMWALNUTS: Knittens began to introduce Mary to Cloak, "Mary Janes this is... This is..." He blushed, embarassed that he didn't catch it before but relieved when he said it himself. Before he could begin the gnome hunt, he saw the pink haired priest barge in looking quite messed up. He nudged Mary Janes forawrd, curious about waht's going on. "Ohhhhh shit..." Headphones mumbled as he appraoched Strappon. Guy was either turning into a werewolf or got into a gang fight. Either one very likely in this neighborhood. He waved to Em, who was looking dastardly cute he must say. Damn, he should've worn his sexy nurse outfit. He feels under dressed now.

OWLIE: Before he could reply to Boxer, he was interrupted by the sudden appearance of the human Strappon, and boy did he look so beat up. He was curious to know what happened. Meanwhile, Polo is a bit dumfounded and confused to why Monocle is giving him the cold shoulder.

OMEGAPSYCHO: "Yo Strappon" Boxer said as he gave him some punch."Here you go, it looks like you need it more than me" He said with smile. Then he walk back to Mono like nothing happen. "This is a fun Party" He said to himself.

DJDEVIL: Helmet quickly turned to Strappon when he slammed the door and saw his injuries. "Brother Strappon!" He exclaimed and ran to him. "What foul creature did this to you? I shall smite it with righteous fury!" He said holding Lucinius high in the air.

KRO: Hot Pants nearly choked on his his food as Strappon entered with Shades and Sukafu getting on high alert. Jesus, the guy looked like he's been mauled. Shades broke off from the group and approached Strappon, grabbing him and glaring at Boxer.

"Dude, can't you see he's gotten mauled by something? Anyways, are you okay man?"

OFFICERCOFFINCAT: Mary waves up to Cloak, not at all phased by his weirdoness. Kinda found it pleasantly different. Cloak = Cool duder. He looks out of the table to where Knittens nudged him. "Oh dear lord above.." He clutched his small pastel punk butterfly knife. His now that mom can't exactly wield it. "What the heck do you think happened to him?" He turns to Knittens.

KUMA: Pasties glanced over clearly not too bothered by Strappon's current appearance. Sometimes parties got crazy. She thought it'd be lame if the party got interrupted so soon after she arrived. Em waved pretty shyly once he noticed Headphones. He felt immediate relief to see someone that he recognized from before. Trying to ignore any potential danger he slowly walked over to Headphones. Bow Barrettes had been keeping to herself with some food, but was immediately concerned when Strappon busted in. "Oh no, what happened?"

CRACKEMWALNUTS: Knittens shrugged and whispered back, "Fasci might have gotten into a car accident again..." Headphones smiled excited, they weren't running immediately! That's a new achievement. He whistled and chuckled, "Well aren't you looking absolutely adorable tonight." He jokingly winked, not actually hitting on Em. Aftera all, they were friends. He doens't want to make them feel too uncomfrotable. But was this really the time for small talk?

BRIT: Overshirt had rushed to his side as well, shoving Boxer out of the way. Fuck your punch, the guy's bleeding. "Strap! What happened?" He asked, helping Shades hold him up.

Strappon was shaking, sobbing very quietly and thanking God he was home. He was coughing a little, definitely wheezing. Get him a damn inhaler, he's becoming asthmatic. "Ahh. Bloody... Father Handcuffs. He and I went hunting ghosts. Then he... He's..."

EMI: "Stone cold by now. 6 Feet under, pushing daisies, and worm food." Said a voice, calling from behind Strappon. A pale-haired lady halted her steps at the door. "He'd probably be in better shape if you had been half the Templar you claim to be, Pinky~"

BRIT: Strappon's head whipped around from his position in their arms, incredibly alert at the woman's presence. "Who the bloody hell are you!?" He growled, "Did you follow--"

EMI: Torsolette held her finger to his lips.

"Shhhhhh... I'm watching the telly. You should too. Seams pretty darn interesting today." She held a wicked smirk on those dark-painted lips.

OFFICERCOFFINCAT: Mary shakes his head, "It looks like whatever ghost attacked him was really really strong..if he was running like that we might be in trouble." He moved a little bit infront of the other, knife out just in case.

BRIT: The television had been playing some sort of drama that Overshirt had been watching with a couple of Tee's gang members when it cut to breaking News.

"This just in! People in Daten City are being attacked at a rapid rate by large... Dog monsters!" The newscaster screamed in the least-professional manner possible.

In the background, there were lots and lots of screaming people being attacked by some large werewolf-type monsters.

Jacket gasped. "SUPER WEREWOLVES?! FUCK THIS ECLIPSE."

OMEGAPSYCHO: Boxer drops his punch.

OWLIE: "What the hell?!" Monocle said, alarmed.

EMI: Obi looked between everyone and the beautiful man in her arms. She was actually surprised she could hold him, like he had bird bones or something. But it seemed like things were heating up and she didn't like the looks of it.

Dermal, who had somehow teleported himself to the bathroom to spit out whatever terrible alcohol that chick had given him, came back at the wrong time. Oh, damn. He missed the punch line.

OFFICERCOFFINCAT: "Doggies..?" He watched the television a little. Huh. Zombies..werewolves..vampires? Maybe he'll watch twilight later. "Why are they...why is no one...huh.." He had to admit they were pretty when they weren't being terrifying. They were just pretty terrifying right now though.

KOTORI: “A ghost you say? Colour me intrigued, wha-” He was about to ask about it but lucky for him the news filled him in just fine. It was like life itself had fueled Cloaks dead heart, and he had a huge smile on his face “AH! What a lovely ghost! Truly unique and so powerful, it is a shame that they are evil creatures, they could be quite entertaining to study up close if not for the fact that they would kill me.”

He took a moment to pause, take out his book, and doodle a little picture of the ghost and jotting down some notes that he could gather about it before putting it away again.

“A wonderfully horrible creature, It fills me with excitement just thinking of all the valuable information this creature poses… hhhaaah im burning up wiht excitement… this is a wonderful opportunity.”

OSCARK9: Hearing what the news had to say gives him the chills down his spine. "JESUS!" He said, shockingly.

CRACKEMWALNUTS: Knittens gulped as he grabbed his hockey stick, sweating a bit. The thing was near the hospital, and his guardian had to back for an operation. He stuck out a hand to hold Mary Janes back, just in case something would happen. Knittens galnced at Cloak concerned, were these the people that he shouldn't go near as his mother said? Headphones sweated at the news channel. Fuck, it was were wolves. He ran out of silver bullets yeaterday, and he wasn't going to costco until next week. He cries. Headphones took of his name sake, but didn't summon his weapon. He tried to be nonchalant but he was obviously worried. Well, now they had to deal with that...

BRIT: Strappon stared like a man who had been through a small civil war at the television, dumbfounded, before turning back to the woman.

"Who are you?" Duster asked, stepping forward and struggling his coat off his shoulders. He was about to stab this lady into the fucking Ancient Realm. He wasn't very fond of the color pink that her soul threads were, either.

DJDEVIL: "We must make haste and smite these foul beasts, lest ravage the city! DEUS VULT!!!!" Helmet shouted.

KRO: "What is this, fucking Bloodborne?" Shades muttered. He loved the game and all, but he wasn't ready for a Lovecraftian horror to come to life.

Sukafu looked on in horror before disappearing off somewhere else in the Abbey. He was expecting something to happen and he needed to be appropriately dressed for the occasion. He came out of whatever hole he went into in full Sentai armor. He's ready.

SAIYAN: "WHAT IN THE GOD DAMN" Undershirt yelled as he watched the news story continue.

Damn just when he was getting used to back at home, some stupid shit happens.

The rest of the group were stunned as well. This woman just appeared after Strappon came in all bloody, and now the city was under attack from some sort of dog monster things This whole night just went from 0 to 100 really fucking fast.

"Jesus, I was not expecting that! And here I was thinking that I would have a boring night inside. Looks like my luck has changed!" he said with that confident smirk he usually wore. And why wouldn't he be confident? He was the most capable person here.

OMEGAPSYCHO: "It's Punching Time!" Boxer shouted as he summon his weapon. "Also, need to do one more thing" He said as he grab his list of Punching Stuff. "Punching a Werewolf, Check" Boxer said as he check it and put it back into his pocket. "Alright, Where-wolf is this Monster?" Boxer said ready to punch the werewolf in the snout.

KUMA: Em wasn't really able to give a proper response due to the news coming on. Talk about bad timing. He watched Headphones draw his weapon with a bit of awe. Em returned the weapon he got during the zombie hunt so he was pretty much unarmed. Internally, Pasties sighed. She had a confident expression though. "Well since I'm here we'll probably be able to finish these monsters off no sweat!" She reached into her shirt and got her knives. It probably was a good thing that she was wearing one today.

OFFICERCOFFINCAT: "I swear to god if there's love triangles today it might as well be twilight gone worse." Mary said as he held his knife tighter. "Knittens you ready to kick some wolf booty if we gotta?"

BRIT: There was a flash of lightning and thunder struck the ground in front of Strappon. Through the roof. Thanks, God. The Templar reached town and picked up the paper warily before reading it aloud. "...Dog?" He worded out slowly.

"Dogs? Isn't that something we've already witnessed?" Duster asked, annoyance apparent in his tone.

OWLIE: "Gee, this night just got more interesting," Monocle said, holding his namesake in his hand, but he didn't summon it yet. It would be hard and awkward if one tries to tote a double-bladed axe somewhere.

"Hey, Mono, notice me," Polo said out of the blue. "Whatever I did... I'm sorry,"

Monocle said nothing, his eyes were onxed onto the TV, watching the dog monsters.

KOTORI: Cloak figured fithing was not a good option for him, but he would do it anyways if he must, seeing as a few people were pulling out their weapons he figured hed do the same. Although he was not an angel and could not summon a weapon, he kept his under his cloak just like everything else he owned really. Out of his cloak he pulled out a sythe, which at first was folded up in some way shape or form, but after swining it at nothing quickly it opened up into a rather large sythe that was bigger than him, in fact it was huge, and above it was a halo like ring that looked like it was floating above the top of the weapon, though something else was probably casuing that. The whole thing was coverd in a black ink, and was dripping itself onto the floor of the abbey, who knows how to clean that up?

Standing with his weapon to his side as ink dripped over his hand he looked sort of flustered and excited

“I-If you do not mind, I would like to go ahead of the others to see thisl.. Ghost.. I am… so intrigued in seeing it wreak havoc before the angels smite it, I am just… this is a once in the life tim opportunity, seeing a ghost this powerful, hhhaahh, I will… meet everybody there, I have ink to… protect myself If I so desire…. I cannot… wait.”

He looked like he was drooling, in fact he was, he had to wipe away drool like every two seconds. After speaking he slithered his way past people, trying not to get some of them covered in ink, hoping he would be allowed to go but he didn't see why he wouldn't be able to.

CRACKEMWALNUTS: Knittens nods as he gets out from under the table, offering a hand to Mary Janes to help up. He smiled, "Like always, ready!" He was hiding the fear under a smile. Seriously that thing looked like some hell incarnate straight from the occult book at home. But he needed to do whatever he can to help. He nods to Clock, sure that he'll be okay. After all, he sort of looked like a ghost, especially with all the ink talk. Knittens encouraged, "Yeah, you can help look for it! Right?" Headphones asked Em, "You gonna be okay?" He pursed his lips, worried about the other one. He'll be okay after all the worst that happened was amnesia and honestly. Not bad.

DJDEVIL: "Prehaps a ghost in the form of a household dog caused this. Or maybe God meant Hot Dogs and i forgot the word 'Hot' in the paper. Either way, it's time to launch a crusade against these foul creatures! DEUS VULT!!!" Helmet roared before running out of the Rec Room, with Lucinius in hand.

KRO: "Dogs?" Shades gets up immediately, even leaving Strappon without second thought.

"I'm having no part of this at all, if anybody needs me, I'm going to have a panic attack." That sounded concerning, but he was insistent on not being followed and went somewhere non-descriptive.

EMI: Torsolette tapped at her chin. "Dogs... Dogs..." She thought for a moment. "Oh!!"

Her heels clicked as she walked away from the door. "Like this one??"

Behind Torsolette there stood a massive, emaciated man-dog-beast-ghost that smelled of death and hot garbage. It looked as if she had risen the corpse of a dog and stuffed some other stuff into it. It's tentacles writhed from it's chest as it sniffed the air.

It howled and lunged violently at the doorframe, but just as it snapped inches away from Strappon's face, it was held in place by a Soul-Thread tether held by the Hellbent behind it.

"I figured you missed your friend, so I brought him along with me. He was such a good boy for me, too. It could have been you..."

OFFICERCOFFINCAT: Mary takes Knittens hand and he gets out from under the table. He returns a smile, he wasn't scared this time. He was actually excited! "Hell yeah!" To Mary they just looked like dogs that needed baths and some Lord in their lives. Just a dash though. He lets go of Knittens hand and he hops up. "Can we go check it out?"

KUMA: Em tried to reassure Headphones with a smile, but it was still pretty nervous. "I think I'll probably be fine... I just won't get involved in the fighting. Unless there's like... an extra weapon around like last time."

OMEGAPSYCHO: Boxer goes and follows Shades thinking that something was up with him. "Oi Shades, you alright?" He ask him. "You look kind of scared man" Boxer said as he was following him wondering what Shades was concern about.

BRIT: Strappon and Overshirt had jumped backward a little, Ovy steadying his cousin. Duster officially summoned his blade and went into his stance. "Father Hamcaps..." Strappon said weakly. There was a look of regret over his face.

"I won't ask again. Who the fuck are you?" Duster hissed, his pupils dilating. Why the fuck did they do that, anyway?

OWLIE: 'What the.,.." Monocle summoned his weapon. Polo did the same, both are equally disturbed.

KOTORI: Cloak did not need to look far clearly before the dog ghost was standing there before them, he had just barley made it to the door when it lunged in but as soon as he saw it so close up he was filled with excitement and dropped his weapon, got on his knees, and began kissing the floor.

“Oh thank you lord god above for blessing me with such a wonderful specimen, it will truly be worth studying, aaah it's so wonderful I feel as though I might puke!”

He got back up, weapon in hand before getting probably uncomfortably close to the ghost that he should in fact, stay probably twenty or so feet away from. A gross smile on his face he looked at the hellbenmt who was speaking.

“Is this creature yours? I am… so impressed by your handywork if you have created it, unless you are simply… controlling it, than you are not important… but this ghost… it is so important, look at it's jaws, and the tentacles… OHhhh it is just… sO…. WONDerful… I… I need a momMent toT compose myself…. I Am… This creature is magnificant!”

He looked red and was breathing heavily, before he calmed himself, took out his book, and began writing notes, as many as he could, his weapon resting against the wall beside him.

SAIYAN: "Ah shit, here we go" Undershirt said as he got into a fighting stance, the glow on his body glowing at a little more intensity.

The rest of the gang assembled at Undershirt's side, even Mesh Top, who had to drag herself off of the chair. Wristband glanced over at Strap before looking back at the dog. That poor man, Wristband thought to herself.

"Scary pooch you got there." Tuxedo Jacket said sarcastically. "Does he know any tricks other than speak?"

EMI: The manbeast gave the loudest, angriest shriek-roar, spitting everything in it's throat on the man in front of him.

"I'll let you two tie up your loose ends..." The woman simply cut the Soul Thread with a pair of scissors and let him loose.

"Consider it a gift from I, Torsolette, Leader of the Compact Powders!" She flipped her hair and ran off. "See you in hell, Fuckers!"

SAIYAN: "Actually we go to heaven" Tuxedo Jacket said with an eye roll.

CRACKEMWALNUTS: Headphones backed the fuck up. Sure, he liked tentacles but he wasn't ready. Not for this. Lord, if this is his punishment for his sin please forgive him. He grabbed Em by the shoulder with an iron grip and whisper-yelled, "If we get to a fancy restaurant right now we can savalge this night 'cause I'm gonna be seeing that in my nightmares." Knittens nudged Mary Janes away from Cloak, but kept his eyes on the hell beast. He was trembling a bit but he kept his eyes confident. Although he did gag at the roar, god it was like hot garbage rotting under the sun. Welp here we go again.

OSCARK9: Gloves was still shock to see all those dog monsters attacking people and creating havoc in Daten. It took him a few seconds to get his sense back together. When he did that, he summons his holy weapons from his gloves into gauntlets. With his anger look on his face, he's ready to teach this dog a lesson. "Dog, prepare to meet Gloves." He said as he punches his gauntlets together.

KOTORI: Cloak was disapointed to not get any straight answers about the ghost asside from it being a “gift” but that did not bother him much. After he created a mroe detailed sketch and took a bunch of notes he grabbed his weapon again and stood up tall, drooling more than before.

“LOooK at it MOOove…. It is so… so… SO Lovley…. Please kill it quickly… BUt I would appreaciate… iF you could let me see it do some things… I WOuld like… some notes…. Aaahah this …. Is so wonderful.”

It's hard to believe really that a heaven bent would like ghosts so much but truthfully he understood the creatures as evil and foul, he was more so interested in them because of that, he loved explaining things that were… well not really explainable, he wasn't a scientist of any sort though, and all of his notes would probably make no sense to most.

EMI: "Oh, balls." Obi whispered as she carried her new friend and ran as fast as her geta would take her away from the raging wolfman ghost.

Tee stared at the death in front of him and would have probably shit himself if he hadn't prepared ahead of time. How, we'll never know, but this thing smelled RANK.

"LET'S MOSEY!" He shouted to his fallen comrades. I mean. FALLEN comrades.

OFFICERCOFFINCAT: Mary stood tall and he held his pocket knife. He groans and covers his nose. "Doggie breathhhhh..mama ever told ya to invest in some mint treats!?Jeez! " He gets an idea! Running out he grabs a big stick, he waves it. "C'mere puppo!! Mary's got a toy! It's wooden and its got your name and bad breath all over it!" This kid was something else.

DJDEVIL: All of a sudden, Helmet busted through one of the windows. "My Crusaders Senses told me to return, so i have. Plus i saw the pink-haired lady running off with an evil smile, so i thought something wa- __Oh sweet Jesus!__ Helmet screamed when he saw Father Handcuffs.

FATHER HANDCUFFS: As soon as the Thread was severed, it ran past the people that was closest to the door. That was odd, considering there were a lot of folks just near it. It stopped dead in its tracks in front of Hot Pants, standing up on two legs and towering over the small man. He was frozen with fear and did nothing as the ghost yanked him off the ground and drove its tongue inside his head.

The ghost suddenly stopped as it retreated its tongue, setting Hot Pants down gently. Somehow, Hot Pants' wounds healed as if nothing happened. He saw his entire life flash before his eyes.

Snapping its head in another direction, the ghost grabbed another human, doing the same as it did with Hot Pants. Except this time the human began shriveling up as if their life essense was being drained. Retreating the tongue, there were Soul Threads wrapped around the tongue which it ingested. It dropped the human on the ground, who got up, transforming into a ghost. Well that's certainly new. Blinking, the ghost looked around and simply hid in the shadows. Nope, they weren't going to get involved in this fiasco. Goodbye, off to enjoy the afterlife.

KRO: Shades stopped, turning to Boxer with a glare, "I said that I didn't want anybody to follow me."

He kept moving through the Abbey, hoping to crash in a friend's dorm for the night.

Archer hopped off from Obi's arms, picking her up and running with twice as much gusto.

"I do not want that thing ruining my hair, let's bail."

BRIT: Overshirt yanked Strappon out of the way of the rampaging beast but was helpless to stop it from attacking other people. He felt really fucking sick.

Strappon's resolve seemed to harden significantly.

Duster was awstruck the ghost had rushed past him and even moreso that it... Seemingly failed to harm Hot Pants. He saw his future life with Hot Pants flashed before his eyes, had it finally happened? No, thank fuck. he still had another time to murder his boyfriend. Readying Blood Covered, he took the lead.

"Don't just stand around, we need to stop him before he harms anyone else!" Strappon yelled, "Go!"

SAIYAN: "Well...that was more than I thought he could do. I thought he was all show!" T.J. said as he watched a man get sucked dry like a Capri Sun. He shuddered at the thought of what that must feel like.

"I just saw a man die" Mesh Top said with out the slightest care in the world. Oh the poetry she'd write after that.

Undershirt and Wristband continued to watch the dog ghost's movements.

(( OOC: Fighting RP go! http://dcmissionaries.boards.net/thread/174/ghost-father-handcuffs Reference Thread: http://dcmissionaries.boards.net/thread/100/combat-system-works ))

KOTORI: The noise that escaped Cloaks mouth when it saw a ghost turn a human into a ghost was probably really high pitched, and may have sounded a little lewd, but that was the way he was. Holding his hands over his chest he was actually crying, like legitimately crying, no not because somebody died, but because now there was two ghosts in the room for him to study and learn about, and one of them was created by a ghost.

“HOly shit this is even better… Im… I think im in love... “

He got quite close to both ghosts while still trying to keep low to avoid being seen while sketching up something of the second ghost that had appeared and taking a note or two on them both he put the book away and found another angel to look at the dog ghost from, really not caring at all for his own personal saftey but putting all his trust in the angels around him.

“What lovley creature… It will be tragic to see you perish.. You are truley… the love of my life… perhaps not but you are still quite wonderful.”

OMEGAPSYCHO: Boxer heard the roar of Father Handcuffs and looked at Shades. "I'll talk to you later, Shades!" He shouted as he charge into battle to fight the Werewolf Ghost that is Father Handcuffs.

OWLIE: "Oh good god," Polo said. What the fuck? He's never seen anything like this. While he stood there like a dumbass. Monocle already readied himself to attack. Sure, what could go wrong. Actually, so many things, but still, a fight's a fight.

KUMA: Em was also pretty shocked at the dog beast's appearance. He knew the angels fought ghosts and other things, but even his previous experience hadn't fully prepared for this. He nodded at Headphones' offer though. A dinner after all this would have been great. Also one that wasn't part of his job was even better.

BRIT: Duster was first to rush the ghost, rushing at it with sword drawn. The ghost had dodged his attacks and he scoffed, landing hard on a table.

Jacket rushed past Duster at the opening he'd left, bumrushing Father Handcuffs from where he was and jamming his blade into his sides. "Gotcha!" He laughed before jumping back to avoid attacks. His body was thin, and he'd rather not get fucking slurped.

DJDEVIL: Helmet charged at Father Handcuffs, but ended up slipping on some spilled punch and fell on his back. Lord's beard, that's embarrassing.

CRACKEMWALNUTS: Knittens felt a cold sweat on his forehead as he watched that whole scene, it was mortifying. He held a hand over his mouth to avoid vomitting. Gulping it down, he focused on the ghost and whacked it with his hockey stick. Looks like he did a little something. Headphones shoos Em towards the back corner for defense, and he summoned his weapon. Grabbing the hook, Headphones prayed nothing gross would shoot out as he stabs it with the pointed end.Please don't touch him, these are his everyday sleepwear.

OSCARK9: **"AAAAHHHHH!!!"** Gloves roars. In his battle stance, he charges at Father Handcuffs, jump in the air, clinches his right fist hard, and give it his strongest punch from his right arm at Father Handcuffs forehead.

OFFICERCOFFINCAT: Knittens tried to throw the stick but he slips and lands face first into the ground. God damn dog drool. He growls and he stands up. "Hmph..maybe it'll be easy to sneak around it if I smell like it? Still gross..."

OMEGAPSYCHO: Boxer charges at Father Handcuff roaring his battle cry. "Hey Wolf! Eat this!" He shouted as he wind-up his right fist. "Shoryu...." He said as he got closer to the beast. "KEN!!!" Boxer shouted as he executed the move by jumping and uppercut in which Boxer spins upwards with some horizontal movement as well, knocking Handcuff to the ground and inflicting little bit of damage.

OWLIE: Monocle was struck down by the ghost, he crashed face-first into the floor. Polo charged and sliced his sword across the ghost's belly, but it only seemed to scratch him.

SAIYAN: Undershirt prepped his mace. He built up momentum and ran at him.

"Normally I'm against animal cruelty, but I can make an exception in this case!!" he yelled as he struck the ghost with his mace.

T.J. spun his pick ax in his hands before he charged at the ghost. He raised it over his heads and struck down hard.

Mesh and Wristband tried to attack... but it failed.

KUMA: Bow Barrettes made an attempt at attacking the beast. Her weapon allowed her to keep herself at range. Her magic bubbles missed though, but she was still safe. Pasties on the other hand tried to make her own attack with the knives. She failed her attack and managed getting counter attacked in the process. The wind was mostly knocked out of her and she was badly scratched up. "I hope...this shirt doesn't get ruined," she thought out loud. Em followed Headphones' shoo and hid.

(( OOC: OhmygodMaryJanesnotknittens)) ))

FATHER HANDCUFFS: The ghost looked at Duster, beaming with pride that it dodged the attack of this hot-headed young man. Too bad about the food from that table, though. What he wasn't expecting was the sudden hockey stick, its tongue went stiff as a response to pain with Headphone's attack not doing it any favors. Turning around, he was ready to attack the but stumbled from the punch to the forehead.

As Boxer attacked, it tried to wrap its tongue around his arm, but the force was too much for it to keep a grip. Hitting the ground, he quickly got up on all fours looking a little high strung from all the damage so far. Polo's attack was more like a tickle, but managed to slice off a few tips of the tentacles in its chest. It did however set its sights for Monocle, dragging him from the legs close to his face to start Soul Thread extraction. Monocole was instead launched from his hands as Undershirt and Tuxedo Jacket whacked it. Before any other attacker could get a hit it, it flailed an arm, striking Mesh Top away.

Suddenly there was. Something floating near its nose. That was weird. It was irritating at best, but it did burn up its nose a bit. That was bad. Shaking its head, it went after Pasties. Goodbye child, we knew ye well.

OFFICERCOFFINCAT: Mary tries again with no luck. Today's just not his day is it?

DJDEVIL: Helmet quickly got up from the floor and into his combat stance. "Have at thy, file wolf-man!" He shouts and charged at Father Handcuffs once more, but this time tripped on his untied shoe laces and landed face first on the floor again. Helmet groaned in annoyance

OMEGAPSYCHO: Boxer then grabs a large speaker. "Fetch!" He shouted as threw the speaker at Father Handcuffs. "Now taste the Music!" He shouted with a smirk on his face.

OFFICERCOFFINCAT: Mary watched the angels do their thing in awe, he really wanted to get like them. For himself and for his mothers. Did the ghost actually go down?

BRIT: Gritting his teeth at the near-hit he had taken from Father Handcuffs, Duster turned completely, entered stance, and rushed him. He pounded bricks as he ran and skewered the ghost, twisting his blade and tossing him off to another comrade.

Jacket, following after him, attempted to make another strike but missed completely as the dog pretty much tripped him. He corrected himself and prepared for the hit he would take.

OSCARK9: Gloves charges at Father Handcuffs again and goes in for another punch in the forehead...but he missed it.

SAIYAN: "Alright pooch! You've met your match!" Undershirt yelled as his glow around his body grew to blinding intensity.

He flew up to the ceiling and dove back down swinging his mace at high speed.

"IT'S OVER!!" He screamed as he crashed into the ghost with his full power, striking him in the face, imploding his nose.

He stood back up not even looking back and waited for the classic boom. Because cool guys don't look at explosions.

BRIT: Having ducked behind one of the sofas and calming himself, Strappon managed to get himself out to peer in at the battle. It was horrible to see his friend turned into this... Werewolf. Thing. He went through an entire inner monologue about the respect he had for the man that had been turned into this monster that no one would care to listen to. It was pretty dramatic, but it was really fucking long-winded.

He pulled himself up and kept himself out of the way, but he wanted to be there to see this whole thing through.

OWLIE: Monocle growled as he got back to his feet. He barely touched Father Handcuffs and yet he got his ass kicked. He charged towards the ghost once more.he lifted his axe and begane to hack away. But it seemed to annoy the ghost more than it did real damage.

The sounds of a very, VERY frustrated Monocle can be heard as he smashed his weapon agains the ghost's hide, barely hurt the ghost at all.

Polo used Monocle's attack as a distraction. Without the ghost noticing, Polo ran and punched the Ghost in the face. Then he used his gladius to stab the ghost in the gut.

FATHER HANDCUFFS: From all of that, along with the last blow Polo pulled, The ghost simply backed away a few steps. It began raising its arms skyward as it fell to its knees, looking almost statuate. Despite not having a lower jaw, it managed to speak tangibly, uttering:

"I'm sorry."

It fell over, but never hit the ground as its body began unraveling like yarn. That's new too.

BRIT: Strappon stood in stunned silence, his face was blank and expressionless as he watched Father Handcuffs unravel. His eyes moved to watch the strands whisp away toward Torsolette's enormous spool, but his expression remind blank. He looked up at Torsolette.

"Why?" His voice was steady, but there was a small hint of sadness in his tone. His mouth had twitched only slightly, and his expression had morphed to a more stern and angry one. His eyes glinted dangerously.

EMI: Torsolette held up what looked like a gigantic glowing spool and wrapped the thread that emitted from the ended foe around it like cotton candy.

"Ahh, well that was very refreshing. I'll be taking this. I'm sure he won't be missing it." She chuckled, the clicking of her heels on the hard floors echoing through the stunned silence. A man just unraveled before them. It wasn't long before they, too, unraveled.

"Meanwhile, you can get rid of the updog in here."

BRIT: Duster's eyes adjusted angrily. What was this lady on about? "What's updog?"

OMEGAPSYCHO: "Did you do this to Fatheer Handcuff!" Boxer shouted at Torsolette with anger.

EMI: "Whyy, I'm glad you asked!" Torsolette piped up with a smile. "Unfortunately, you'll have to wait for the third act. We've simply just passed the prologue. Much more prepwork to be done, you see."

She swivelled on her heels and walked toward the door.

OMEGAPSYCHO: "Not before i end your second act!" Boxer roared at her as he started to charge at her. "This is for Father Handcuff!" He shouted as wind-up for punch.

OFFICERCOFFINCAT: "Pardon my French lady, but you're a real.." He thinks of a pun for a second. "Bitch. And no i'm not calling you beautiful because dogs pee on trees and trees come from nature and nature is beautiful. You're just a meany bitch." He blinks and wipes spit off him.

DJDEVIL: Helmet looked up from the ground and saw Torsolette making her way to the door. "I think not, wench!" He quickly got up and charged at Toroslette.

BRIT: Jacket managed to let out a small, sort of distant laugh. It was a little genuine though. "That was... Good. What the fuck?" He said, clearing his throat and trying to get serious.

"Wait! You could at _LEAST_ tell us something! Why are you doing this?" Strappon called after her. His voice was a little more pleading, "You're _one of us_ aren't you? What do you want with all these threads? That's what you're doing, right? Why?"

SAIYAN: "Well that was anti climactic" Undershirt said as he turned around to not even a scorch mark on the ground.

That certainly had never happened before. T.J. and Mesh were on the ground while Wristband was attending to them.

Undershirt heard Torsolette's voice and looked over to her.

"She's still here? I thought she would have ran away by now" Undershirt said out loud

CRACKEMWALNUTS: Headphones snorted, giggling to himself at the joke. It was inappropriate but c'mon, it was a little funny. Turning back to Em's hiding spot and asking, "You up for thai food?" Dinner plans are being made. Knittens turns to Mary jane, gasping at his language. Such volume. Yes, he lives with a demon hybrid who curses like a sailor but seriously. That was a bit much. Watching the stranger walk away and he sighs, exhausted. He purses his lips, "Well, atleast it's over..."

EMI: Torsolette moved gently to the side and stuck out her heel for the crazed youth, watching him slide and drop onto his face. She swiftly turned again and spun Helmet's helm around and kicked him in he back of the head.

"I'm far beyond what you are now. And there will be more. Just you wait, deary..."

She spun back around and headed out the door, a solumn sound of a bell tolling following her out.

BRIT: Duster didn't understand. What the fuck was an up-dog...? He frowned and lowered his weapon, not intending to "sheath" it just yet with Torsolette around.

"Do you not intend to answer any of my bloody questions?" Strappon growled, stepping forward a little more.

OMEGAPSYCHO: Boxer get up and gets more angry. "Fight me, you witch! FIGHT ME!!!!" he roared again the kick injured him but he still had the determination and revenge to keep him fight. "Father Handcuff was good man, you had no right to do that to him" Boxer said as he started to walk towards her, he can't charge because he was hurt.

OFFICERCOFFINCAT: Mary gasps and covers his mouth. "I-it was in the bible!" He felt like such a baby kid. If his moms were around he'd definitely be nommin that soap. After a good laugh of course. He stretches. "I guess it is?"

KRO: Before Torsolette could be on her merry way she was stopped by Mascara, the ghost hunting acquaintance of the deceased priest. She tapped her her mask where her mouth would be and pointed to the spool.

"I don't appreciate that /thing/ you're lugging around. Not because it has my dear friend in it, but I gather you and your idiots are gonna make something dumb. Don't think you and your Compact Powders are smart..."

Stepping off to the side, she let Torsolette leave, approaching Strappon.

BRIT: Duster's hand shot out and grabbed Boxer by the rim of his, well... Boxers. "Punching her face in isn't going to get us answers." He said solemnly.

BRIT: Strappon sighed heavily, listening to the gong of the sad, sad bell in the distance. "Who are you?" He asked the masked lady, adjusting his cape over his injured shoulder.

OWLIE: Polo stood there, shocked. Everything was... Shocking? He went over to Monocle's side and held his hand. The eerie sound of the bell sending chills down their spines.

"Hey, you okay?" Polo asked Monocle.

Monocle just nodded and watched the other angels.

CRACKEMWALNUTS: Knittens sighs and pats Mary Jane's back, "Yeah, there were a lot of violent non PG-13 stuff in the bible." He looks over himself, relieved he didn't have serious damage. Good, he wasn't bleeding like last time. He had to get a few stitches, and they just healed. He asked, "You okay Mary?"

DJDEVIL: Helmet held the back of his head where he was kicked. "Ow! That wench! I swear i'll-wait, I cannot see! *THE WENCH HAS BLINDED ME!"* Helmet screamed then began walking around the room with his hands reaching out. "Holy father in heaven, i beg of thy! Restore my sight!"

OMEGAPSYCHO: "But...." Boxer said as he look down at his hands then made fist. "We can't let her leave Duster! We need Justice!" He said angrily at Duster. "She had no right to do that and your just going to let get away with it" Boxer said more angrily. Duster could tell that Boxer couldn't see reason because his wrath was blinding him. "All i feel is rage!" He shouted.

OFFICERCOFFINCAT: Mary smiled a little bit and he nodded. "A couple cuts and scrapes but nothing too too bad. Thank you." He looks over the other, thankfully that doggo didnt hurt him too too much. If he did chances are Mary would be pretty upset. "Are you okay Knittens?" He looked up at him a little bit.

KRO: "Well, I'm definitely not your mother if I'm approaching you willingly." Ouch, she felt that was a bit too much. She doesn't even know the kid on a personal level to prod at abandonment issues.

"I'm a dear friend of Handcuffs. Or was. I just came here for a small request. I'm sure you're familiar with a certain Heretic that lives in Daten. If not, find a human named Duster. He's a bit jittery. See, Handcuffs left behind two children, their mother died long ago. I want you to find that Heretic and tell him to take custody of the children. He's a good man, he'll care for them dearly. He was the lover of the old man, after all."

BRIT: Strappon's eyes had wandered away from the woman at her statement and he sighed before looking back at her mask. "Okay. I'll do that. It's the least I can do." He said softly. He was holding a lot of emotion in that tiny body of his.

"Rage is understandable, and it's not misplaced. However, what's done is done. We may have won this battle, but we lost someone as well. This was a draw." Duster said, letting go of Boxer, "This is a lesson for us, is it not? If we went rushing at her, what then? What would it accomplish? It wouldn't bring Father Handcuffs back, or the people that died against him." He looked over the other Angels.

CRACKEMWALNUTS: Knittens nods, brushing off the dirt on his clothes. He sighed as he looked around, a real mess. Everyone was having their dramatic moments, and oh boy the mood was heavy. Well except for Headphones. He was okay. Knittens mumbled, "I just hope that the damage around the city isn't too bad." He scratched his head worried, checking his pocket for his phone. Dang, he left it at home. Knittens looked to the heavens and hoped for the best.

OMEGAPSYCHO: "But...." Boxer said as he look down. He starts to tear up and the tears were going down his cheeks. "Why did good people have to die!" he shouted with anger and sadness."It's not fair, all we do is watch this happen and do nothing! and we do something more people die! it's not Fair!" Boxer shouted at Duster with tears coming down his eyes. "IT'S NOT FAIR! IT'S NOT FAIR! IT'S NOT FAIR!!!" He repeated over and over again. all the angels could see and hear Boxer.

KRO: "Thank you," She began, "That puts my soul at ease. Truly, I am sorry for this loss. But remember that he did it out of love and adoration for you. It was his choice."

She sighed, taking off her mask. She was an older woman, her hair a mess from her hood and mask. A few cool scars across her face.

"Now if you'll excuse me, I need a drink."

She got past Strappon and diverted her path to meet with Duster, pinching his cheeks.

"Tell your papi I said hi and that I can't play uno with him on the weekend." And she left without giving him a chance to react.

OWLIE: Monocle let go of Polo's hand and patted Boxer's shoulder, which took extra effort since Boxer was tall as fuck. "Calm down, Boxer, it's over,"

BRIT: Duster watched Boxer throw his fit and sighed, closing his eyes for a few moments before grabbing Boxer's shoulders and giving him a few good smacks across his face. Backhand and all. "Will you quit acting like a child? You're putting us Wrath falls to shame, here." He snorted, his tone stern. He sounded like Combat Boots... "Stop. Life's not fair all the time. You can't be a hero all the time and you can't save everyone. It's one of the first things you learn in war."

He crossed his arms after he dropped the other man, then was surprised by a pinch to his cheek, his cheeks turning pink immediately. "I... Okay." He said, a little dumbfounded. Great, another friend of his father's.

OFFICERCOFFINCAT: Mary noticed the other looked worried. "Knittens..you worried about your parents..? I'll go with you to see if they're okay..?" He felt the tension in the air. Wasnt a nice feeling.

DJDEVIL: Helmet suddenly appeared between Duster and Boxer, his helmet still facing backwards. "Indeed, the demons know this and use this fact against us. They lie, trick, deceive, and do all other dastardly things to achieve their vile ambitions! We shall avenge Father Handcuffs one day, but sadly, that day is not today." Helmet said.

OMEGAPSYCHO: As Boxer was slap across the face, he stop cry and stand there frozen. What Duster did made him stop crying but his heart was only filled with Wrath and all of this was making pure wrath right now. He wanted to yell, shout, scream, roar, or something but he couldn't all he did was look down.

BRIT: Duster adjusted Helmet's helmet and nodded with certainty.

Jacket walked up to Boxer and pet his shoulder as well. "Pipe up, bud! He's in Heaven, now!" He chimed, offering him a wide grin.

CRACKEMWALNUTS: "What? No! My dad is missing and my mom is in Floraida. They're fine. I'm worried for my guardian." Knittens puffed his cheeks as he regained his hope, he was sort of like a Nokia. No matter what, he's still alive. Seriously, he does more damage to the car than it does to his body. Everything was gonna be okay. Knittens grins, "He's probably out of surgery feeling better! Well.. Not better but definitely drugged. But it looks like everyone else is really upset about something..." He tilted his head confused, unsure of waht was happening. They defeated the ghost, so what was wrong? Something felt off.

KRO: Meanwhile, Hot Pants was done going through his crisis of having his brain almost sucked out. Admittedly, that was kinda hot but he wasn't going to say that aloud. He would be kinkshamed.

"Well, this was...A Day."

After the gong went off, Sukafu (still in Sentai attire) came in with a Shades holding on to his arms. He appeared calmer than before, let's hope so at least. He didn't really go off to interact with everybody just yet. Keeping to Sukafu until he saw Mascara left the room.

"So...did she destroy your cheek?" Shades asked Duster, "That's a thing aunts usually do. Older ones at least." But it looks like Duster had his face intact. Good on him.

Sukafu took off his helmet as he heard the conversation Duster was having with Boxer and Helmet, "That's naiive talk. Either way, Shades and I agreed that higher ranks and a select other few should meet within the week. An acquaintance managed to get some information and I'd love for her to go over the details with everybody."

DJDEVIL: Helmet saw that he could see again and cheered. "My sight has been restored! HUZZAH!" He shouted with joy.

OFFICERCOFFINCAT: " Oh! Cool cool... Hey if they can raise a tough guy like you I think they're gonna be okay. Hope he feels better soon.." He smiled but it soon faded, Knittens felt it just like he did. "Maybe..that ghost was someone they knew? I mean it was able to turn someone else so..maybe they got turned first?"

OMEGAPSYCHO: "But...." Boxer said as he look at Jacket. "All i feel right now is Rage, Hatred, and other things that have to do with Wrath" he said making a fist but not yelling instead just talking. "Why do good people have to suffer, Jacket?" Boxer ask him. "It's not fair for what happen to my Father, he was good man and yet..." He said as he look down. "I just want to release it all" Boxer said as he look at him but something was up with his eyes.

CRACKEMWALNUTS: Knittens nods, and tries his best to keep high spirits. Doesn't help frowning. He replies, "But I'm sure God received another angel." His mother would be proud. he blushed at the tough comment, pursing his lips and huffing gently. Damn right his parents are tough. He started to pick up rubble, helping to clean up the ruined party scene.

BRIT: Jacket reached up and put both hands firmly on Boxer's shoulders, looking him dead in the eyes with a stern expression. This was probably the most serious he'd every been. "Good peope suffer because they feel strongly for others. Men cry not for themselves, but for their comrades." He said, affirming his statement with a nod. "There's other ways to relieve your stress and anger. You put it into your passion, into your punches, your resolve. That's what makes us good people. If we didn't suffer, we wouldn't have hearts. We'd be like those guys."

He took his hands off Boxer's shoulders and stood there for a good moment before he clapped them onto either side of his face, squishing his cheeks and giving him a huge, bright, genuine smile.

OFFICERCOFFINCAT: Mary offers a small smile, " I'm sure he did. " He helps him pick up the rubble and he notices him blush. Ohmygodwhywasthatsocute. If his anime watching with his moms taught him anything, that was the most tsundere thing to do. "Hey Knittens? Would you wanna train a little bit some time? I feel like I can learn a thing or two from you.." He quietly asked.

KRO: Shades stared at Jacket in awe. Damn, that was deep. Where did that come from.

BRIT: Duster stared at Jacket for a long time. "He stole those lines from Combat Boots." He sighed, patting Shades' shoulder, "If we're going to have a meeting, we better clean up this mess first. Before Sir Strappon has more of a meltdown." He looked wistfully at the pink-haired Templar who had just been absently cleaning things without much thought.

DJDEVIL: As Duster finished speaking, Helmet turned to the window that he busted through. "Brother Duster, how much does a stained glass window cost?" He asked quietly.

OMEGAPSYCHO: Boxer final realize it ALL! He smiles at Jacket now understanding everything but still having a little bit of wrath in his heart. "You know. Now you think about Jacket, you made me have another Goal" Boxer said with a smirk. "Before i defeat God, I'm going to be Seraph! With that power i'm going to revenge all those who have fallen!" He said with bigger smile on his face. "SO LOOK OUT GOD AND SHROUD!HE COMES BOXER READY FOR ANYTHING!" He shouts with no Anger but joy. Now knowing that Father Handcuffs is in good hands with god and watching everyone in Heaven.

CRACKEMWALNUTS: Knittensshakes his head, "Nah man, I'm not a trained fighter. I just play hockey. Maybe I can teach you how to roller skate so we can play street hockey!" He carefulyl steaps around the shrads of glass and started to straighten out the knocked over tables. Knittens looked over to Strappon a bit worried, it looked like this dude lost his soul or something. He tugged on his clothes, "Are you alright sir?"

OWLIE: Monocle was glad that Boxer finally calmed down, "Anddd... Boxer's back!" He grinned, clapping Boxer in the back.

KRO: "Let me feel like I can appreciate the kid, at least," Shades said, nudging Duster a bit before starting to clean up a little.

"Alright folks!" Shades cupped his mouth with his hands to amplify his voice, "Party's over, let's clean up this mess and get on with our days." God knows how exhausted, mentally, everybody must be from this.

After having a delightful conversation with his new lady friend, Archer came in laughing at Boxer's statement. "A Seraph? Oh no, honey. That's not how that works. You need to be born or appointed by a council for that to work. /You/ don't qualify for that."

There was a cheeky smirk on his face, feeling that he just delivered a sick burn.

BRIT: "Several grand, I take." Duster stated, "The cost to repair one is still somewhere about $1000-$3000 a panel."

Jacket's smile twitched a little. "Uh, aim for the sky, buddy!" He laughed, albiet a little nervously, swinging his arm weakly and enthusiasm.

Duster pushed Shades and picked himself up a broom and dustpan, approaching Hot Pants. "You... Gonna be okay?" He asked, handing him the pan.

(( OOC: The RP will be ending shortly! Make your final posts, or continue RPing, but the plot is over with for this one! ))

DJDEVIL: Helmet took out his wallet and opened it. There was no money inside. Helmet slowly closed the wallet and turned his head towards Strappon. 'I mean, it was just a window, how mad could he get?' he thought to himself.

KRO: Hot Pants blinked some, shaking his head and looked back up to Duster. "Uh. I think. Not sure. I'll....be going to my doctors tomorrow." He was worried about waking up as a ghost, that's for sure, but he felt perfectly fine.

OMEGAPSYCHO: Boxer then fell down to ground doing that funny anime drop when someone proves something right. "I did not know that...." He said with nervous smile. "But anyways, i become stronger than any Angel and defeat God, Dude!" Boxer shouted with determination to Archer. ever he was fool or just had a lot determination but for one thing, he was acting like a Shonen Jump Anime Hero.

OFFICERCOFFINCAT: Mary gasps, " Oh that's so cool! I'd love that." He continues to clean things up, being careful as he handled the glass around him. He finds a broom and he starts sweeping a bit, it really was a mess in there. Mary squeaks as Boxer falls to the ground. "Mister theres glass! Be careful please!"

KRO: Archer held up the back of his hand close to his mouth, doing that classic oujo-sama laugh. "Kids sure are funny nowadays! Good luck with that, deary." And he was off to go back to bed, goodnight.

CRACKEMWALNUTS: Knittens noticed the time on his watch, he waved Mary Jane good bye. He chirps, "See you later, Mary! It's getting late. We can hang out next weekend!" He looks back worried but heads out in the city, heading towards the hospital. Hopefully, he can get up early enough.

OWLIE: "All righty," Polo said, "I think its time we head out, bye guys!" He and Monocle went out of the Abbey and headed home themselves. Tonight was an interesting night, even if it turned out great.

Monocle sqeueezed Polo's hand. He chuckled to himself, it was silly of him to feel jealous. He smiled to himself as he and Polo went home.

OFFICERCOFFINCAT: Mary waves good bye,"See ya Knittens! Heheh awesome! I'll see ya next weekend!" He swoon as he leaves and he cleans up some more before heading home.

#DCMissionaries #angel rp #ghost rp

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Watch Dogs: A closer look at an OC of mine

So,basically,I’m bored.I was looking for an excuse to draw,and looking for one of those 10+ character/OC memes with the randomass questions,but found this instead.It’s an OC meme/bio template,found here by Mister-Saturn on dA.

This thing is long,but it covers a lot.So,yeee.

Who better to go depth about than WD!Kayla,since I’m all about Watch Dogs these days?A lot of this stuff is copied from the original post I made...i also removed some of the things since I have not thought about it as far

Basics

Full Name:

Kayla Horizon

Nicknames:

Kay/Ninja/Ghost/Lucky

Hacker allias/screename:

N1nJ4 {Ninja}

Sex:

Female

Age:

23 years old

Birth Date:

03/03/1995 {if the WD world took place in 2018}

Birthplace:

In Gauteng,South Africa

Current Residence:

Close to San Francisco,a great damn house

Appearance

Height:

5’11

Eyes:

“Not every day you see someone with heterochromia.”

Left eye is blue,right eye is green

Hair:

Original hair color is dirty blonde Currently ombre:Brown - Dirty blonde - Blonde

Long hair,shaved shorter on the right side.Leaving it loose or tying it in a ponytail or something depends on how she’s feeling,and whether it’s mission time or not.Can’t work if you’ve got hair in your face.

Physical Flaws/Birthmarks/Scars:

Huge scar through her left eye,and a small one through her lip on the right.There are some other faint scars here and there,nothing too major though.

Lots of freckles

Usual Attire:

{I’ll post the clothing rambles from the original}

Has a variety of beanies,snapbacks and caps

Has one pair of sunglasses,aviators,as the rest got broken

She wears glasses,unless out on missions

Has a lot of t-shirts and hoodies

Has a fair amount of long sleeved shirts

Has a lot of jeans,shorts and sweatpants

Owns a few pairs of sneakers and track-shoes,and two pairs of combat boots

Has a few bandannas/masks

Has literally one fancy shirt she wears with a vest,bowtie,black pants and sneakers

Went to Swelter Skelter as some sort of glow in the dark Matryoshka-fied skeleton

Doesn’t wear any jewelry apart from her piercings and some random bracelets

Carries a shoulder bag which is clearly bigger on the inside {otherwise,how would you fit a laptop,drone,RC rover,and some other stuff in there?} With some badges and Dedsec decals

Hoodies are 60% of the time oversized

PJs are a random t-shirt and boardshorts {Onesie in the winter over that}

Has a hoodie that says 'Ghost’ and '07’ on the back {Aka my favorite Mystery skulls song and lucky number}

Tattoos/Piercings:

A lot of ear piercings on both sides,and a tongue piercing

A bunch of stars on her left wrist,a small ‘x’ on top of her right wrist,and a ’=D’ on her back {right shoulder}

Other Accessories:

She wears a lot of bracelets ‘n stuff,and glasses

Personality

Personality Traits:

Stubborn

Cares a lot for her family,friends and workpals {who’re also friends}

Loyal to DedSec

Not easily influenced

Quiet

Overthinks everything

Sarcastic

Not easily intimidated {Or so she claims}

Happy with what her life is,even between all the stress and overthinking.

Has some trust issues.The type where she gets this feeling in her gut telling her whether a person can be trusted or not.She trusted her workpals immediately,she trusted Ray immediately…as an example of who she didn’t trust,Horatio’s co-worker.And she wasn’t even on that mission.

Usually keeps things that wouldn’t be important to the current objective(s)/mission(s) to herself

It’s a good thing her face is blurred out like the others’,cause she’s camera shy.She hates getting photos taken of her,she hates looking at the camera…unless of course,she’s the one taking a photo of scenery or of friends.If you’re gonna point a camera of any sort to her face,she will not hesitate to break it.

Very protective over the things and people she cares about.So,you wreck her car? You insult DedSec or target her pals? You mess with Sitara’s artwork? You kidnap other DedSec members? Mess with DedSec’s systems? You mess with her dog or drag her family into things you shouldn’t? You better start running then,pal.And make it fast.

Trained herself to not cry in front of people.It’s harder than it looks.Anger also gets bottled up.One day she’ll snap….probably.Then all chaos and hell will break loose.

Loses a lot of sleep thinking

Stresses over nothing

Introvert

Reckons anything can be solved by an asskicking

Takes her job seriously,but,in between she likes messing with people

Claims she doesn’t care,but she cares too much

Honesty,loyalty,respect and trust are big things to her.As explained before,she follows her gut on who to trust and who not.If you’re gonna betray DedSec,you might end up dead.Everybody lies,it’s human nature,but that’s where trust and loyalty comes in with honesty.The three walk hand in hand,really.Respect? You respect her,she respects you,as easy as that.

-Because she keeps a lot of things to herself,a lot of her personality remains a mystery.

What annoys her?

A lot of things,don’t worry about it

What makes her happy?

Again,a lot of things,like animals {especially baby animals and dogs} and games,no worries.

Greatest Fears/Phobias:

Fear of needles and a slight fear of tight spaces and heights

Patience Level:

Really patient depending on who she’s dealing with

Self-esteem:

Might seem really confident,and she really does seem to be that way,but in reality,her self-esteem is pathetic

Hobbies/Interests:

Gaming

Streetracing

Drawing

Hacking

Writing

Collecting Vinyl/pop figures

Favorites:

Color - Purple/Blood red

Food - Pizza

Animal - Giraffes/dogs of all types {including wild ones like wolves and hyenas}/rhinos

Clothing - Hoodies/t-shirts

School Subject - “When I was in highschool....IT and Life science/Biology“

Music (genre) - Punk rock/alternative rock/rock n roll/pop music

Books (genre) - Adventure,mystery,action,comedy

Movies (genre) - ^^^

Season - Autumn/Fall

Time of Day - Night time

Least Favorites:

Color - Pink

Food - Bananas/Onions

Animal - Doesn’t really have a least favorite animal...except if humans count

Clothing - Skirts ‘n dresses

School Subject - Health Class/PE

Music (genre) - Classical/Rap

Books (genre) - Romance

Movies (genre) - ^^

Season - Winter

Time of Day - Early morning

Personal

A brief description of your character’s history:

Born South African,moved to San Francisco.Parents also in SF,while sister moved to South Korea with a friend.Been living there for 5 years.Hacking’s been a big hobby since she was younger.She kept it a secret from her parents,to avoid being lectured and banned from her computer.Big gamer since she was a teenager.Became an intern at a police station while still at university.It doesn’t make sense why an IT student would decide on working at a police station,but eyyy,whatever.Got promoted for solving some huge computer related cases through hacking.Two years back she was called to investigate something not even closely related to hacking computers.They reckoned she would be able to handle it.Went undercover.Had to take on dangerous 'jobs’ and compete in races in order to infiltrate and take down a ruthless international crime smuggling syndicate, consisting of illegal street racers and car thieves.She ended up leaving her temporary job because of the amount of times the police chased after her for street racing,resisting arrest and all the property damage.Y'know,going too deep undercover.Wrecked a lot of cars,got rid of a lot of thugs,hacked a lot cameras,streetlights and other things to finish her job and to get away.After that was over,she made sure to erase all of that off her profile on the ctOS database.Had to do a lot of things,a lot of dangerous things,to get noticed by DedSec,and eventually got in.It wasn’t really necesary that she put her life in danger like that,but she did anyway.Go big or go home…I won’t go much into detail about that because I haven’t thought as far.

{This mess….I’ll fix eventually.It’s random,it doesn’t make sense,it isn’t how real life works,but whatever.}

Political Preference:

“Anything’s better than where we are now,honestly”

Darkest Secret:

“All of ‘em are the same amount of darkness.I’ve done a lot of bad stuff,killed a lot of people...bad people of course....I think the worst thing I’ve done is probably causing a huge car crash during one of the races while I was undercover...”

Guilty Pleasures:

None?

Does she keep a diary or journal?

Yep,shockingly enough,she has a journal.She doesn’t use it as a diary,to write the day’s happenings,not always.She uses it to write notes down,draw scribbles,and to write down thoughts,things she has to do,etc.

Relationships

Family Living With:

She lives with her dog and a lot of house plants.Yeah.

Family Situation:

Her parents live in close range to her,which was just luck,honestly,and her sister {21 years old} lives in South Korea with a friend

Former Friends:

She had a group of friends back home,which she slowly lost contact with after high school...well,after the one’s wedding anyway.

Current Friends:

The main DedSec crew {Marcus,Sitara,Wrench,Josh,Ray} and some of the other DedSec members in the area.Was friends with Horatio too...but as we know....he’s gone.

Former Love Interest:

A guy from school...we’re not gonna go into that

Current Love Interest:

None

Former Enemies:

Former racing buddies...the bunch from when she went undercover...police,kinda?

Current Enemies:

The same people,plus the gangs,Blume,etc

What do his/her friends like about her?

She’s a good firend and teammate,who cares a lot more for them than herself,she always sticks to mission orders while still having fun

What do his/her friends dislike about her?

The fact that she cares more for others than herself {it’s good and bad},always getting into trouble and almost gets herself killed somehow

Why do his/her enemies hate her?

That’s some streetracing history

The fact that she’s a hacker/DedSec member

Always ruining plans with her pals

Occupation:

She’s a member of DedSec,so,she’s a hacker.

As a cover/dayjob she works at a huge gaming store on some days {Every second day except for weekends}.It’s just a temporary job for now.She ended up applying for some programming job,like her parents wanted.Just waiting to hear back.

Relationship Status:

Single,no crushes or anything of the sort. “Had to leave everyone behind since we moved here….went to uni,didn’t find anyone that’s my type…and some things that happened in the past leave me in this state where I am against romance I guess? Not like an abusive relationship or heartbreak or anything like that…just things I’m not gonna talk about.”

Virgin?

Yep

Hate anyone?

Obviously - can’t have enemies for nothin’

Killed anyone?

Again,that’s obvious

Would you and your character get along?

Yeah,she’s my persona after all

Would you like to hang out with your character?

Hell yeah

Would your character like you?

Not sure on that one

Abilities/Achievements

Achievements:

Took down that whole group of people stealing cars ‘n stuff {those NFS:U shenanigans}

Finished high school and she finished studying at the university too

Became a famous gamer {No hacking/cheats}

Still being alive is also an achievement

Failures:

Got innocent people killed

Almost got Marcus and the others killed a few times

Skills:

That’s part of the ‘other’ section I’m adding to the thing

How strong is she?

Fairly strong

Health

Diet:

She follows a healthy diet {she ain’t no vegan/vegetarian though},but she doesn’t mind eating sweet things now and then.The girl lives on Pepsi,some other sodas,lots of water and energy drinks.

Exercise:

She likes exercising to keep herself in shape for missions and such - jogs from time to time,goes to a gym,ye.

Physical Health Problems:

Nothing major or deadly...nothing as far as I know?

Mental Health Problems:

Does being a bit of an insomniac count?

Hygiene:

Amazing hygiene,very important to this human.She isn’t one of those extremely clean freaks though,who are afriad of germs ‘n getting their hands dirty.

Situations (What would they do or how would they react?)

Your character is called up for an award and is congratulated.

She’s be happy and accept,but she won’t go bragging about it or anything.

Your character didn’t win any awards and watches as someone else is congratulated.

She’s be really damn happy for that person,unless it’s someone with a hidden agenda/someone of evil nature.

Your character is winning at a game of some kind.

Again,she’d be happy,but doesn’t brag or go and insult the other team {if it’s a multiplayer game}

Your character lost at a game of some kind.

You win some,you lose some.She shrugs,and encourages her team that they’ll do better next time {again,if it’s a multiplayer game}.

Your character has a crush on someone and must find out how to tell them.

Whelp,like me,she’s probably not gonna tell the person.Fear of getting rejected ‘n all.

Your character tells that person and they agree to go out with them.

She makes sure to get enough advice so she doesn’t screw up.Real nervous and flustered.

Your character tells that person and gets rejected.

That’s why we don’t tell the person in the first place.

Your character is asked out by someone they like.

Very blushy and flustered,speaks gibberish,and would probably say yes.She wouldn’t trust it at first,but if she knows the true intentions of the person,she’d agree.

Your character is asked out by someone they don’t like that way.

To spare feelings,she’d still agree,but if it goes a bit too far/awkward,she’ll explain.

Your character’s crush is revealed by someone else.

She doesn’t have a crush at the moment,so ha

Your character loses a family member or a close friend.

That actually happened...losing Horatio was a painful time,full of sadness and crying.She wasn’t as close to him,but,yeah.

Your character loses a pet.

Crying for a million years

Your character loses a very important personal belonging.

If it was stolen,she’ll track the person down and kick their ass.if it was lost through anything else,she’d be sad,mad,and probably see if she can replace it.

Your character loses something that they were borrowing.

“Well shit” Time to go on a crazy search for the item.

Your character is stolen from.

Track ‘em down,and kick their ass

Your character is offered drugs/alcohol/a cigarette.

Hates alcohol,smoking and drugs.Thus,she doesn’t drink at all,she has never smoked,never done drugs or vaping or anything of the sort. if you’re gonna give her alcohol,she’s not gonna drink it.If you’re gonna give her a cigarrette,she’ll throw it away.If you give her drugs,she’ll give them right back.

Your character is publicly humiliated in front of a lot of people.

Wouldn’t be the first time.She shrugs it off,but,it’ll haunt her thoughts for quite a while.

Your character killed someone.

She’s killed a lot of people...bad people,so,nothing big.

Your character witnessed a murder.

She can’t handle death of the innocent,so usually when witnessing the murder of an innocent person or animal,she’ll murder whoever did it.She gets this weird feeling inside,like a mini heart attack or so.

Your character is being argued with.

She’s stubborn,so don’t think she’ll give up on arguments so easily.If it’s someone she cares about,she’ll accept their statement rather than arguing.

Your character trips and hurts herself.

Welcome to clumsy R us.Since she was little,she tripped a lot and hurt herself.Scraped knees ‘n legs,scraped elbows,arms and hands.It’s happened so much before,that she doesn’t even feel the pain anymore.

Your character is given a gift they’ve always wanted.

Really thankful,thanks the person a million times,makes sure what she’ giving is put to use.

Your character is given a gift they couldn’t care less about.

She is still thankful,and still makes use of whatever she’s given.

Your character arrives home after a bad day.

She just showers,eats,then goes to watch TV,play games,listen music or whatever,and goes to bed early.

Your character arrives home after a good day.

Pretty much the same thing...just less angry/sad and she goes to bed whenever she feels like.

Other

{self added section to repost the rest of the stuff}

Working for: DedSec,what did you expect? She was going to go work for those dumbass monkeys,or the rat cult? Pff,nah.

Cars:

Personal car is the Ford Ranger truck she got ported in from home. It’s white with black decals and raptor kit.The thing’s a beast.

Other car she keeps in the garage is the Lotus Elise she used to streetrace with.Purple with a white stripe down the middle.This thing is upgraded to the max {of course what garages can do,plus some things only a hacker can pull off}.Best part is,it doesn’t look like it belongs on the /shittycarmods subreddit.

During the day,while on missions,she has some randomass car/truck/four wheeler/motorbike she 'borrows’ or the one car she’s been putting some DedSec decals on {Sitara’s design,of course}….Then there’s the DedSec police cruiser too.

Pets: She has a Great Dane named Trompie.Her parents watch the dog during the day {or night depending on missions} and if she has to stay at the Hackerspace/work on missions all day,she takes him along.He behaves,and doesn’t annoy anyone…unless he sits on the couch.He’s got his own little space,with food,water and a blanket to sit on,plus newspapers.Even got toys.He’s 7 months old,and like his owner,he has heterochromia.The name’s Afrikaans,since well,can’t forget your roots,can ya? Wears a DedSec bandana over his collar.Pretty smart,but he has a thing for chasing after the drones and little RC rovers.Was not a big fan of Wrench Jr.

It took a few weeks for Wrench to get used to the dog.He didn’t even notice it until it was lazing on the couch next to Mickey while she was working.It was a scene to experience.

He doesn’t go along on missions for obvious reasons {Micks doesn’t want him to get hurt/killed…and she’s pretty sure he’d be in the way…or set off an explosive or something}.

Random shiz:

Main hangout is the main Hackerspace from the game.Second being the Silicon Valley one.

Has gone on some missions with Marcus {the ones where multiple things need to be done or where it’s going to take more than one person to do,but it’s only one thing that needs to be stolen/hacked}.

When looked at with the profiler her profile says

ctOS.exe has stopped responding

Memes 'n Dreams

How 'bout nah

Also does the parkouring,climbing high buildings and messing with cranes

Likes the skeleton Dedsec paint on her cars/motorbikes

Almost shot Lenni quite a few times - too many witnesses stopped her from doing so

Finds it entertaining to help Wrench {he’s a really amusing guy to be around,alright?}

Graffiti is great

Reckons a 'Josh protection squad’ should be made {Don’t harass him,pls}

Sees Ray as some sort of cool hippie uncle

Doesn’t smoke but always has a lighter to set stuff on fire if needed

Named her drone and rover she printed.Harvey for the rover and Zippy for the drone.Why,you might ask? Why not? Their names are painted on the sides of them.

“There’s another reason I get called Ninja.It’s not just the screenname.“

Sneaking/Stealth skill +100

Parkour skill +90

Agility +87

Speed +85

Martial arts and self defence +90

Even with skill,she’s really damn clumsy

Is sometimes going out on missions instead of Marcus,if Marcus needs to rest or recover.Goes on own little side missions as well

“First day on the damn job and I get my hoodie stolen by my workpal.”

When out on missions during the day,she wears a range of shirts/hoodies.On nightly missions she wears all black.

Weapons of choice are:

*Stungun

*SVD/other snipers {Including the Stun sniper}

*Shotguns

*Baseball bat

*Knives,especially flip knives

When hanging out at the Hackerspace {with nothing else to do} she’s sitting with her laptop or working on a PC.Either hacking,working stuff out,or searching useful stuff.

Her phone has a little charm hanging on the side.It’s a mini Deadpool logo

Always there to lend a hand

While she has told the others about the street racing stuff after first joining,she literally never talked about it again, hoping they’d forget

Isn’t one for cursing too much,but in some situations it’s needed to calm a person down…will not hesitate to swear in another language.

Fingerguns

Doesn’t drink coffee or tea,or hot chocolate.

Always carries one of her flip knives with her.

Never reveals location of her house or her parents’. Usually kills the cameras temporarily in the area when she’s driving home.

Night owl/always exhausted pigeon

Likes fire and setting things on fire {Do you know how great it is to set gangs’ supplies ablaze just to spite them?}

Also a fan of explosives.Don’t give her any though….she’ll probably blow stuff up she’s not supposed to.

Not that good a swimmer.She can swim well enough to keep herself from sinking,but she ain’t no olympic medallist.

Likes camping

Probably became part of the team a bit before our boy Marcus.A few weeks before,probably.

References to movies/games/songs and puns 100%

Loves animals,and pets every single dog she can

Doesn’t have the cleanest resume.Street racing,property damage,murder,hacking,breaking into private property,stealing {data,high-tech weapons,etc},car theft,resisting arrest,the list goes on.

Wishes grappling hooks were actually a thing {simlar to those of JC3 or spy movies}

Loves Deadpool

Always has earphones in the ears if not listening to others talk or on missions,and still hears everything she’s supposed to around her. {I own this skill,so it ain’t impossible}

Loving the zombie apocalypse/post apocalyptic stuff

Loves drawing,that’s why graffiti is also great

While she dresses like a hipster/geek {with some badass Dedsec stuff in between} most of the time,she’s an emo/punk soul.

Can’t dance to save her life

Reckons that her haircut is shit,and that it’s the product from getting drunk with friends.Thus,the hate for alcohol grows stronger

Likes Vaperwave and Retrowave stuff

Avoids clubs of any sort

Mosquito magnet

Can program and reprogram a lot of things,such as robots,drones,hell,if she tries hard enough she might be able to do the same to cars,but building/rebuilding/re-engineering things…that’s difficult.The only building related skill she has is upgrading and modding her drone and RC rover,along with fixing up/upgrading/modding cars.

Learned a lot about cars while undercover.

Did some graffiti work for Sitara.Got a badass galaxy DedSec design on the side of some building,and a little DedSec-fied Undertale reference one too.

Was very disturbed when that whole thing with the DedSec parody and strip club owner went down.Almost had a heart attack when Marcus told the bunch that the Bratva threw him in the trunk of a car that’s in the process of being crushed.

When threatening people {Bad people,'course} she likes saying that she’s going to snap the person like a stick

House isn’t as big a mess as one would think {Compared to Ray’s old place/the silo and the motel room where Aiden lived before it got blown up}.The hacking related things,such as her computer,laptop,at least nine monitors,a ton of harddrives,etc,are in her room,and there’s no sign of anything of the sort outside of that.

Parents still oblivious,still don’t know she’s a hacker,still don’t know about her street racing ways.She prefers it that way….that’s why nobody sees the garage or bedroom.

Not a fan of attention,would rather keep a low profile and let her workpals get the fame.But of course,when there’s some bad stuff on DedSec,she won’t be afraid to show off her opinion and stick with the others

It’s great being sometimes-partners with Marcus

It’s also great going off on missions on your own

“Screw you,you son of a bitch.”

*Proceeds to flip person off as it’s the worst she’ll do before it switches to violence and knife threats*

“Viva La Resistance/Rebellion” in a really bad French accent

“You see this knife? It’s my knife. What I’m gonna do with it? Shove it down your throat if you don’t shut the hell up.”

“The name’s Dead Inside.How ya doin’?”

“You look like a terrorist.”

“I promise you,I am NOT a terrorist.”

“What are you then?”

“A ninja.”

“Are you some kind of weirdass goth person?”

“Nin-ja.”

She has abandonment issues,that’s why she prefers doing missions solo.Means she can’t lose anyone while on missions or get betrayed/left behind.

#that took a lot longer to do than I expected #but have some new suff and stuff from the original post #still working on my trainwreck of a oneshot #still working on my picture #character bio #watch dogs #watch dogs 2 #watch dogs oc

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