vilence

[vilence]

help im stuck with public enemies 1 and 2 @cupcait @vilence

[vilence]

i'm gonna actually throw up at the sneak peak video. omfg. i'm gonna see pit fighter vi.. <33 sobs.

[vilence]

the empire of noxus doesn’t fear a set of gaunlet 'toys' or the brute behind them. power—..real power—it is not loud, doesn’t have to be flashy. it’s calculated, strikes where it hurts the most, and doesn’t leave room for a comeback. it’s something you won’t find while chained to piltover’s ideals or playing their little "enforcer".

so keep stomping around, playing the hero. you’ll come up against someone who hits back harder and faster. when that happens, i want you to remember this letter. remember that i warned you, that i saw this weakness in you before you even knew it was there.

i'll be waiting for the day your fists finally fail you. and when they do, noxus will be ready to clean up what’s left.

—k

         ❛ What is this shit ... !? ❜          Vi shoved the note in her mouth, chomping it up - clearly as a stress reliever, as a gotcha to this 'K' individual. Being watched was nothing new - as the fighter had spend nearly half her life locked up, being watched had been part of her daily life at that point. However, a certain anger is placed when received a letter from an unknown source, obviously a Noxian.    &.    whatever comes of it - this war, Vi's prepared to prepare. She can't let herself grow soft, otherwise she'd lose everything. All over again.

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¨ 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒏 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒂 𝒍𝒂𝒅𝒚, 𝒂𝒔𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒖𝒎. ¨ promo template by niixzee.

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         ❛  B'uh, what the hell are you on about    ...  ?  ❜        Drenched in sweat, blood    &.    the scent of    BOOZE    masks whatever cheap, shitty cologne the fighter had picked off some other poor soul wandering the night streets of Zaun. She merely wanting to enjoy a drink, an empty victory alone at The Last Drop    ...    this place used to    MEAN    something, to her, to everyone. Being named Vander's Prodigy, being the heir to Undercity's people    &.    respect. But, shit happened. That's all down the drain now, all washed up. Now, faced with more than just broken bones; alongside a broken, half dead family    &.    broken heart.    &.    Despite it all? Vi continues to try to do good, by doing what she saw right    ...    only to burn every bridge, in the end.

         &.    this person, they've revealed themselves in her presence. Either this is a    PITY    encounter, or another blasted hallucination - likely of some random, beautiful woman the fighter once saw during a ring match. Perhaps there was a point where Vi had wished to be spoken to by such beauty - TO DROWN EVERYTHING    in hours of sex    &.    more alcohol than she could handle    ...    instead, however, this person rather speak sense into someone with such a thick head as hers. Similar to that of her father's.

         ❛  Look    *hiccup*    if you're not here to party or buy me another drink, then piss off. I'm perfectly fine wallowing in my own self hatred alone, thanks. ❜

@vilence . . .

' That surely is not the solution to your troubles , my dear ... you cannot mend a broken heart by drowning it . '

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I'll be real, the Jojo siwa joke on vi's new look as a pit fighter is genuinely annoying & never was funny.

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Getting over trauma with bondage during sex as a way to control themselves in such a situation with each other. 🫶🫶🫶

@cupcait

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         &.    In turn, fighter trembles, tenses up, puzzled simultaneously with the fear    &.    the confusion that came from that gun shot. Her mind is clouded, washed in self pity    &.    stuck in a past no longer available - her ears ring, smoke from the barrel fill nostrils which flared. Lids opened wide, semi-sobering Vi up, gaze shaking in piss-poor attempts to remain focused on her sister. Soon, bottom lip is bit; hard enough to draw blood. Grounding herself. It's clear to anyone else that The Kiramman is a trigger to blue, yet Vi remains oblivious. Ignorant to the fact.

         Merely a step is taken forward, still wishing to reach Jinx. Any attempt    &.    hope still yet remains that Powder is under it all. Searching desperately for a little girl that ceased existed, the moment knuckles connected with the younger's cheek. A moment that was NEVER not filled with regret, if it could all have been taken back    ...    it would have been, ten over.

         Another step. Fingers spread, arm extended. Prepared for worst case scenario in a chance at placing same hand against where an old wound laid. This time, gentle, inviting, loving.

         To reunite in full, to no longer fight    &.    be swarmed in tension from their differences    ...    even for a moment. Is something Vi is willing to risk the safety of herself for.

          ❛  Jinx. I'm sorry. I just     ...    I don't know. I'm not trying to piss you off. It's the last thing I want. I'm    ...  ❜          Almost there. Just an inch closer    &.    they could embrace one another in a hug.

         It COULD've been fine...

( i'm sorry, ï̵̞̦͚̎'̶̯̬͌̐m̷̪͚̄ ̴̙̩͐̕ṡ̵̤͓͓ö̷͚́r̴͕͚̔ŕ̷̭̂ÿ̷̻̞́͘--- )

         But everything went blank the moment that name was mentioned.

hehehe told ya! fuckin' useless garbage she's MINE

         It feels like multiple stabs, over and over. Distorted figure enrolling Vi in a tight embrace, staring at Blue with a defying smile.

ś̴̻̥͉̤͋̓h̶͎͖̻͈̦̉ẹ̶̫̙͚̽'̶͙͆͗̊͋͠ş̸̺̜͈́͝ ̸̑͒͌͝��͙͓̱̥Ṃ̷̩͈̮̈́͛͛͠I̴̮͈͖̮̦̅̅͗́̚N̶̨͕̊̔E̵̹͍͍͎͊

         It's deafening. Jinx can't help a step back, then another, and another; trembling hands brought up close to her face, as if they're about to cover her ears to make it STOP.

hahahaha

MINE

         ' ARRRGH!!! SHUT UP, SHUT UP!!! SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!!! '

         Instinct has Loose Cannon suddenly draw the closest weapon on hand and start shooting right above the older's shoulder, over and over and over, desperate, until there's nothing but smoke and too many holes left in the wall back. Blood pumps rapidly in their veins, eyes pulse in a morbid glow as fast as blood flows, teeth gritted and body trembling.

she was gone.

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         A quick burst of laughter    &.    hand rested over where said deformed ribs lay. There was once a time where her beloved friend, brother even, didn't talk back - or make as many JABS at he does so now. It's refreshing, cute    &.    feels a little more like home with each other's bickering. Despite there long departures, with every reunion came naught but the joys of simpler times, these seconds turning into hours. The passage of time ceased to exist when family is around, maybe it's in part something to do with his trinket?

          ❛  Hah, yeah. 'Course. You know exactly where we're going    ...    Straight to Jerricho's. He's always had the best street food - hell, my favorite food in all the Lanes since we were kids. I'm sure he'd be ECSTATIC to see us, for the like, millionth time.  ❜

funny , how a moment like this could bring joy in these times . nothing but misery surrounding them & yet , for just the briefest of seconds , they could forget the world around them & enjoy this time . laughter slips between stretched lips at her cocky response : TYPICAL VI . always basking in her over confidence even if it was well placed . the fire light leader's hands bury into the pockets of his pants , rocking back and forth on his feet .

“ not sure that's how rib's work, vi . guess we should be thankful you're a fighter & not a doctor . ” he says with a nod of his head towards the door , “ wanna get out of here & treat your favorite little brother to a meal with those winnings , CHAMP ? ”

he could pay his own way but if she was going to boast about all the money she was saving he didn't see the harm in asking her to treat him to food , it'd also give them a chance to catch up .

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stares at like a pathetic wet cat

        A smirk forms, alongside a low emitted    hmph.    bandaged palm is rested against the sheriff's cheek, brushing thumb below deep blue eyes. Mesmerizing as they always are, being swept away by oceans in the moonlit night, vi's hand moves toward the nape    &.    pressure applied to bring their foreheads together. A deep inhales taken, basking in shared air.    She smells of roses    &.    the usual scent of those whom live in a place like Piltover. All the while, pit fighter reeks of the ground below, gas filled air    &.    the sweat, the blood that often coats her form.    How did I get so lucky?    ...    Vi often felt small, worthless when next to someone of her partner's caliber. As if she were a waste of the other's time.    &.    yet, times like this, she feels needed. On top of the world. No longer feeling    LESS THAN    what Topsiders have.

         ❛  I've missed you    ...    @cupcait. Please don't go. Again.  ❜

[vilence]

✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍'𝐒 𝐇𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐄 . ( a collection of fantasy - based dialogue prompts . adjust phrasing as necessary . )

strangers don't last very long around here .

lay down your sword , and i'll lay down mine .

whatever you do , do not stray from the path .

try not to get yourself killed .

the magic here is old and wild .

quiet ... do not wake it .

i thought i'd find you here . get up .

the tavern in [ location ] is known for its ale and its rumors .

you are starting the path towards your destiny .

is there no end to this accursed forest ?

my sword is yours .

the path to redemption is paved with trials and tribulations .

this forest feels ... sick . as if a disease lies upon it .

you are nothing but damned bones , and a damned soul .

have you ever seen the world beyond [ location ] ?

in the face of overwhelming odds , we must stand united .

please don't let them know that i'm here .

i've heard tales of your exploits . impressive , if they're true .

there's a town three miles east from here .

we have such history , you and i .

go carefully ... there's a camp nearby .

you will not die here , i forbid it .

your reputation precedes you .

i would rather die on my feet than on my knees .

there is no destiny . no born heroes .

you've got a fire in your eyes . use it , but don't let it consume you .

the spirits of this forest are restless .

there's more that you aren't telling me .

you have something that belongs to me .

you shouldn't be here , it's not safe in these parts .

all we can trust are the blades in our hands .

do you believe in fate ? destiny , prophecies ...

i don't think i'll ever get used to having blood on my hands .

wait ! there's traps here . lots of them .

i would die before helping in such a task .

there's an inn just another mile north .

have your blade at the ready .

if you can't already tell , i don't require saving .

have you drank your fill already ?

this isn't just some lark to me .

i'm headed to [ location ] . i could use some company .

your bravery is admirable , but it will also be your undoing .

you're exhausted , [ name ] . we're stopping here .

i will hunt you until the day i die .

i wish you a safe journey home .

as long as i can be of no help , i'm going to hide .

raise your sword . this should be a fair fight .

you're brave to show your face here again .

in this world , you can trust two things ; your intuition and your sword .

i've seen the way you look at the horizon . you're searching for something .

[ administers a healing potion / spell ] is that any better ?

you have no idea of the catastrophe you've set in motion .

there's an ambush ahead , stay quiet .

i want to know your story ... beginning to end .

in the end , we're all just stories waiting to be told .

i've heard tales of a dragon living high up in the mountains . some say it's just a myth , others swear it's real .

the line between friend and foe is often blurred .

try to stay quiet . is the wound deep ?

do not provoke them .

monster ? who's the monster here ?

i forbid you from telling anyone what you've seen here .

are you scared of witches ?

that's a beautiful [ weapon ] . may i ?

you are a valuable ally and a fearsome adversary .

do not tell me you've grown soft over the years .

if our enemy has returned , we must know .

you're a tough one to read , but i can see the kindness in your eyes .

the key to survival is knowing when to fight and when to flee .

i never expected to run into you in [ location ] .

last we spoke , you owed me some coin .

do not fear me ... everybody else fears me .

there is no magic or medicine that can cure this .

you keep questionable company .

every choice has a consequence .

the fate of the world lies in your hands .

so you're the great [ name ] .

remorse will get you nowhere .

you must stay on the path . do not leave it . if you do , you'll never find it again .

i once dreamed of this place . it's real ?

some secrets are best left buried .

the bridge is heavily guarded . we need a plan .

i thought you were returning home .

i would not do this unless i had to .

i need my horse .

it's real . all of the stories , the legends ... and it's real .

don't lose your wit . i believe you'll have need for it yet .

[vilence]

Going crazy rn

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       GRATEFUL    &.    OVERJOYED TO AN OLD FRIEND WHO CONTINUED SHOWING HIS SUPPORT, despite everything that happened prior. With the enforcers, with topside in it's entirety. Ekko continued showing up to the tournaments, cheering the pit fighter on. She grants him the hug, as affection    &.    tightly as possible - without harming him, of course. She didn't want to let go, it's one of the few NORMALCY'S she was granted while in this era. It almost felt like they had been kids, when the woman would participate in fights out on the streets - especially against Silco's goons.    &.    just simply to show off to common friends.    &.    upon pulling away, she snickers. Bringing index to rub just underneath the nose, sniffing in confidence.

          ❛  Pft, ribs've been broken ages ago, Ekko. All healed up now    ...    probably deformed or some shit by now, but. Whatever. 'least I can keep fighting    &.    winning that sweet prize money. Even my place. So long as I win, I don't have to pay any rent. Ain't that fucking awesome?  ❜

𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒  .  |  @vilence​  .

YO LITTLE MAN WHATS CRACKIN.???

the pits weren't ekko's usual hangout . there was enough violence on the streets that he almost couldn't stomach the organized sport of it , yet he had ventured in . wanting to see his old friend . see her shine as she always did when talking with her fists : despite that look in her eye it was as if he was a boy again staring on in awe . after the show he waited for her , unable to stop the joy that turned up the corner of lips at her voice . looking over at vi he couldn't stop smiling as arms opened and he stepped into a warm hug . “ hopefully not your ribs . you let a few of those punches slip pass . ” a jest while stepping back to throw a few jabs at the air near her .