Possibly one of the pickiest vampires - Lawless of Greed has a terrible habit of picking new Eve’s, and killing them the moment he’s become sick of them. This is usually due to the realization that someone has hit their “limit,” they’ve stopped showing potential. However? Licht has… surprisingly kept his interests, despite everything. And? So far, doesn’t seem to be in any danger of actually being killed by him. ( If his violence is any indicator? Hyde might be the one in danger … )
The Servamp of Greed, Lawless has been around the block a few times - A fan of art, theater, and the ever-changing world, he finds himself fascinated with those responsible for molding the world. People who can leave “lasting changes,” or become “immortal” and remembered … based off of what they can accomplish. Of course, he’s already made his decision on this topic: No one is going to be remembered. Everyone will one day be forgotten, regardless of the degree of what they’ve accomplished… but he does enjoy watching them fail. Even if only to justify the loss that he still can’t quite comprehend.
Enthusiastic and whimsical, Hyde enjoys throwing himself into projects - way too many projects. But? He wants to be part of things. Part of groups. He enjoys being part of moments, memories, and seems to be physically unable to stop himself from wanting to be a part of literally everything.
Or to stop himself, if he finds he wants to be around someone… for any reason. ( However? Unaccustomed to rejection, he finds himself even more interested in people who push him away… )
❛ Ne, Ana, have you ever been so hot that you started sweating ice? ❜
“I wish.”
The first words that left the golden-haired woman weren’t thought out at all. Instead, they simply slipped from her lips. The truth was? Anastasia hated heat. If she could do something like that just to keep her body at a naturally chilled temperature? She would fully take advantage of that skill.
However, realizing she’d just spoken without thinking, the BRAVE of ICE laughs a little before looking over at Isanami. Wonderly, somewhat fondly - when she’d become so able to just speak her mind. “Remember when we first went to open air baths together?” She asks, laughing a little... she remembered that adventure going... somewhat poorly for a few people who couldn’t stay on their own side. “I couldn’t even stay in the water for too long… I don’t handle heat well. A skill like that would be nice, but... I would likely abuse it.”
She could barely manage the STEAM in that place… and though open air baths are lovely, she always finds herself half BOILING ALIVE… Unfortunately. And though she can freeze the water particles in their air to form ice when she was in danger, she was more adapted to using natural bodies of water to create her weapons.
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Alternative path! On the off chance that Hakuryuu had decided to stick around after the events that caused him to ditch the group - of course, things are a little awkward. He did attempt to leave. But? He had been convinced to come back after Morgiana had followed after him. Things might get interesting from here on out, however? He has decided to see what sticking around does for him...
Hakuryuu has known since the fire... who the traitor was and what he needed to do. This is the main verse for this blog, and the main one for the canon series. After leaving the others, he’d made many sharp decisions in the hopes of obtaining revenge for what happened to his family. And trying to gain vengeance against those he preceived to have done him wrong... ( and those who actually did. )
This is the verse where he teams up with Judal/Judar and gains himself a second Djinn.
Refusing to give in his two Djinn’s when they became “illegal,” Hakuryuu is on the run. This is his time skip verse.
Being the only kunoichi of mixed bloodlines - it can be a little difficult to live up to the legacy expected of you. Enju is related to both the Clan Leader of Koga, and her mother had been the sister of the leader to Iga. Her mixed bloodlines is looked as a symbol of peace, a final coming together of both clans, especially after what happened. However? This does mean she has a lot riding on her shoulders.
Due to this an various other things, she has spent a lot of timing training and practicing with both her friends and family - and yet? Hasn’t really been aloud to go on many missions just yet. So? There are times she’ll make rookie mistakes … or allow her heart to lead her, when she should have used her head.
Following the death of a certain person in game - Enju is forced to be on the run. She has to, after all: she can’t be forgiven for the supposed “murder” she took part in. And even if she hasn’t done anything? She can’t prove it.
So? She needs to run - it’s her only chance to really clear her name. ( By giving herself enough time for someone else to prove it had been someone else. )
An AU scenario - where she was never invited to that particular mission, and the world fell back into chaos. Shinobi and kunoichi are in high demand with the fall of peace, and wars waging even every region again. Due to this, Enju has become a regular kunoichi - and determined not to let her friends and family down? She has begun to get used to the day to day tragedy of their Clan.
Never had she realized just how much she would have to kill her own heart for this job. But? She refuses to let it go. After all? She is everyone’s hope. Their symbol of peace. And even if it kills her? She won’t stop.
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❖ ─ ━ ɩɴⅴеႽτɩնατοʀ She didn’t need to be lectured nor did she need to be reminded how wrong one mistake would lead to her end but that didn’t matter in the slightest. If she could at least get through with this and tried to talk to him then that would make a difference, she was a pacifist at heart, kind to a fault and above all-patient when it is needed. ❝I don’t need to be an Ultimate to have a talent, to be bound by just one. ❞ Breathe, and relax. That’s all she needed to keep her composure and not fail this task. Being calm is needed and honestly, she has faced death almost before yet that was a long time ago and it’s the same right now too. She wasn’t anything special but if she can reach out to others then that is all that matters to her, she could relate to people yet not relate to them at all. ❝I want to make a difference that’s all. Even if my efforts are so little, so little that it goes unnoticed yet if it impacts it just slightly then that matters most to me. Being able to save lives and having those lives to live another day when some can’t matters mostly. ❞ Unlike her….if I could save others from the same fate then that’s fine. One step, two step, stay positive. ❝The boss views you Despairs as targets and wanting to kill you, whatever Munakata-san says, goes to the boss there. I don’t believe that a happy ending will come true if ALL of Despair itself will vanish, there’s need to be an equal balance between both Hope and Despair. To me, you Remnants are victims, yet victims that are not monsters. My goal is to talk and not capture if I’m able to make it out alive. ❞
Happiness nor hope was a fleeting and fickle thing, her light was snuffed up so death was welcoming to her. But right now she has someone to get back to so failure wasn’t an option. ❝My skills alone won’t be able to do that-maybe in the future you’ll likely be saved. For now I just want to hold up a conversation. As said before I only want to talk, capturing isn’t an option for me. I always like to get to know the person I’m talking to before I judge them if they are worthy of my trust. I am kind to a fault afterall and…everyone has a few skeletons hiding in their closet including me but you don’t need to know what is it.❞ She took a few more steps if her experience taught her anything is to take risks and jump at fate so she just have to hold her breath and continue forward. ❝I’m fine! If I can’t do this alone then it would just be another blow to my self-esteem or my pride. ❞
For a moment, his eyes widen just a little – those words reminded him a little of someone, but? In his extreme disassociation of being SERVANT, he couldn’t recognize whom said it. Confusion sits obviously in his expression now. Almost to the point of FRUSTRATION.
With that, the DESPAIR-obsessed youth frowns. Biting his lower lip in irritation. Why couldn’t he remember who said that? Or said something similar? He knew s o m e o n e had once spoken along those lines to him before – and who was it? Who? “… is that something you believe? Or is that something you learned?” Nagito’s words, this time, sounded confused. Perhaps that was simply the view of the S M A L L trying to make themselves feel better. But, he could also remember one who was (h o p e) speaking of a TALENT like c h a i n s. Something that captured them and held them to do a singular thing. . . “You’ll often find those with the title Ultimate serve to have many talents and sub-talents, in relation. Are you saying that we are trapped by these titles?” Not that he often considered himself part of those “ULTIMATES.” – that was why he could become something as lowly as a SERVANT to those tyrannical children. . .
Though, as she spoke, Nagito listened quietly this time. What an ODD goose. She wanted to make a difference – even if it was only to a handful of people. Could such a miniscule goal even be considered a goal? If everything she ever accomplished only helped a handful of people who also didn’t accomplish anything . . . wouldn’t that be infuriating?
He wanted to ask, his lips parted to do so, however – this time his BAD LUCK kicked in. A coughing fit starting up due to the access of DUST in the air. And, due to it, he collapses onto his knees. Shifting his weight a little roughly, and both would hear the SCREECH of ground moving because of it. He could hear the distressed metal crying out as remnants of it attempted to hold up the remaining ground. “… i-is… that so? What a strange… dream.” Nagito laughs out the words a little. He couldn’t understand those words, honestly. He couldn’t understand her point of few. After all: He’d already written her off as someone of “no importance.”
It would take a miracle for the current Komaeda to even remotely accept what she said. His brain twisted with both HOPE & DESPAIR.
Now that he’d settled a little – the coughing fit having stopped, the ground stopped moving as much… however? The ground was weaker now. And cracks were forming at an alarming rate. Komaeda knew that if he stayed where he was, even if she didn’t come over here, he’d end up falling. However? He had no fear of d e a t h – this was his game. He’d set it up, and he wouldn’t move. “… victims, hmm?” No. Nagito wouldn’t consider himself a victim. The only VICTIM died far before this – the person he’d considered his classes H O P E had vanished from them that day. . . long ago. “Are we truly what you would consider pitiable? That’s almost… laughable, honestly.” He smiles a little then. However, given his current state of kneeling on the ground, he didn’t look… as in control as he’d once been. At this moment, SERVANT almost looked like a victim. Tired. ALMOST SAD, even in his smile. “If you can get to me, I have agreed I’d go with you. So? If you want to talk – if that’s the reward you seek, then fine. Come and take it.”
WHAT DIFFERENCE WOULD BE MADE FROM TALKING? H o n e s t l y everything she said confused him: but, perhaps that was alright. “… you’re a strange girl.” She wanted to help him? She wanted to talk? To build a future where he might be saved? He couldn’t tell if she was optimistic or pessimistic. But? It was … funny, to see how her brain worked.
If she continued as carefully as she was… she might truly make it. He could see her carefully shuffling along. She was obviously used to this breaking world. However, with his earlier coughing fit, if she got too close? The ground would collapse. Would she be able to reach him? Truly? He smiles a little… not noticing the blood that trickled down his lip to his chin. ( when he earlier bit his lip in frustration – he’d managed to do some damage. ) “I shall not move, then.” The words were earnestly spoken, though a part of him still believed she couldn’t do it… she was now much closer. If she kept it up at this pace, she might truly be able to reach him.
… he couldn’t tell if he was SURPRISED or IMPRESSED that she was truly willing to do something so risky. Especially if she knew his former t i t l e.
[ Contains Spoilers for NDRV3 ]
This is the verse that will be used for most canon timeline interactions, or canon variations of different chapters and trails. Basically anything that happens in the “Gifted Inmates’ Academy” killing game will fall under this tag. :’3 ( I will add more details to this, when the game has been out longer, and I’m not scared of spoiling things for people in my verses page! )
Leader of the group “DICE,” famous for stealing artwork of varying varieties - Kokichi has managed to keep his face and hid true identity from the public thus far. He is a “Phantom Thief,” snatching up artwork and such from different museums. So far? No one knows why he targets the ones he does …
Kokichi targets only artwork that has potential to cause trouble. Being as anti-violence as he is, he has little tolerance for things that are supposed to be safe, but someone made them dangerous. For the sake of people who enjoy art, and should be able to feel safe around it - he would rather snatch up these problematic pieces while they’re still considered ART, and not considered dangerous.
A cherubim ranked angel, Kokichi is a very strong “youth” whose duty is to guard the “GATES” to the “Garden of Eden.” However, given that this is something he can summon at any particular time, he hasn’t had to really worry about where he guards it - as long as he doesn’t summon it to people who aren’t supposed to see it, or go there.
Given his ranking, he is able to summon holy-weapons as well - a guardian measurement, assuming someone forces him to summon the gate, or he can have his wings flare into fire.
His tells about his race - when he feels like showing them, are his wings. Soft and pure white in color, due to his being an “active duty” angel. ( They can blaze out - turning into fire, but he very rarely does anything like that. ) Aside from those, which he can hide, his only active tell is his eyes - each eye has a golden ring around the pupil. Those are his “halo,” which glow when he uses any of his abilities.
This is his canon timeline verse ; Adlet, having been chosen to be one of the “Braves” has begun his travels to help his fellow “braves” seal the Majin. He has one of the “Crests of the Six Flowers,” resting on the back of his dominant hand. In this verse, there is a lot of confusion - after all: despite being honored to be chosen, and being the “strongest man in the world,” his words not mine, … there are too many braves. Never have so many been chosen. So? There must be a traitor … or a liar. A lot of this verse is Adlet trying to pull the team together, and trying to work alongside of each other, while trying to figure out who the traitor could possibly be.
A master of “trick weapons,” Adlet Mayer finds himself often called upon by those seeking weapons and such - He doesn’t sell to just anyone. His weapons are his passion, and he won’t have them used to back a person or group he doesn’t agree with. So? For the most part, he is a traveling merchant … Forever looking for new things to make his weapons with, and continuing to smith and forge what has got to be some of the most unique weapons in the country at this time.
A traveler with little in mind for a goal - he travels the lands to try to learn things a little more first hand. Something that had been recommended to him by his teacher, the man who taught him to fight, and to build. Now? He is doing just that. Traveling the countryside, traveling from city to city, to figure out things for himself. Learning more about local and foreign plants, poisons, antidotes, weapons - and becoming something of a craftsman in the process. He considers himself something of a traveling gentleman, however. So? If approached with an issue? He’ll do what he can to help those in need.
… which is probably why he is always suffering from lack of funds.
All he’d ever wanted in the world … was to be chosen as one of the Brave’s. To be given the chance to prove himself, to make up for what happened, to save people like he was once unable to. All he’d ever wanted was to be a hero. To prove that he didn’t have to be a prodigy or naturally talented to become a hero. And? He fought and trained every day, proving himself again and again with tricks, weapons, and everything in the book, to do so. And yet? Here he was - Here was everything he’d ever dreamed off, and? He hadn’t been chosen. He hadn’t accomplished anything. And? If he couldn’t accomplish his dream, if he couldn’t be chosen on the grounds that he wasn’t “good enough,” he’d damned well prove them wrong. The Goddess choose poorly. And he would prove it. Even if it meant slaughtering those she had chosen.
@carnifcx continued from [ x ]
Kokichi laughs a little to himself as he stands out in the hall – his present in hand, and presented outright, for whenever the other happened to open the door. This was actually part of the reason he’d come in the morning! A devious little sneak he was, when it came to things like this, but? But he knew for a fact that the other had a hard time waking up in the morning. He was often drowsy for hours – and he thought that surprising him was the best chance he had to get the other to agree.
Especially when this was an earnest attempt on his part. The TRUTH he’d spoken aloud was that he wanted the two of them to be VALENTINES. That was true.
But given the obscurity of it & the silly manner in which he presented it? He doubted the other would take it seriously – which was fine. The LIAR didn’t have the real t i m e for anything like that. But? He thought it might be nice to humor his own feelings for once. Even if… they weren’t going to be presented properly. And he wouldn’t explain to the other that he meant it. He was sure his friend, the ULTIMATE DETECTIVE, would take it as a prank. And that was fine. “G’morning, buddy!” The tiny SUPREME LEADER chimes, laughing a little.
It was fun to fluster the other.
And here was his cue to begin doing so more – the moment the other looked… flustered, and tried to explain to him the holiday, Kokichi allowed himself to look confused followed by sad. Well trained tears beginning to well up in his expressive eyes. “Ah… oh.” Disappointment clear on his features. His shoulders slumping as he lowers the gift a little. “… I guess… that means you don’t want them then?”
He was a gremlin and he knew it. Manipulating the other even now with their established friendship. But, surely enough – If the other didn’t do some “damage control” of this situation, he was about to make a scene. Why? Because he cared. And this was how he treated his friends.
continued from [ x ] ; @carnifcx
Sometimes Messiah wondered if he had a self-destruct button that just… flipped itself, when he interacted with Titus. He’d honestly approached the other to simply offer him a gift on a holiday, and yet? He couldn’t resist the jab he’d decided to take at him. And yet, it hadn’t been his intention. It’d just slipped out. And before he could apologize – the other spoke.
“So, you’re trying to tell me you earnestly never steal anything just because you want to?” There was doubt thickly laced in his tone. He wasn’t the type of person to just take others at their word. And with this man in specific? ( He could be almost INHUMANLY distrusting. ) A problem he recognized. And one he was attempting to work on . . . especially given who they both worked for. And yet, here he was. Botching another attempt. ‘Genius I may be, and yet? Here I am.’ He cursed himself quietly, allowing the other to take his present, and crossing his own arms in turn. “It seems unlikely.” And here he was just shoveling further mistakes on top of the prior one. Rather then backing down, accepting his mistake for a moment – swallowing his pride and apologizing? Nope.
However, as the other shoves a bouquet against him, he blinks a few times. Confusion alight in his amethyst eyes, and he reaches for the offered gift. WAIT, WHAT? The other had gotten him something as well? Why??? It wasn’t as though the other had any reason to give him anything. ( It wasn’t as though he had a reason to give Titus anything ether, and yet? When he’d seen the box, he’d thought of him… not that he’d say that aloud. )
And despite being flattered, when the other made his comment, his eyebrows knit together a little – and he reaches out a gloved hand to take the others gift. “… I suppose I’ll hold my tongue, then. As you’ve already answered my question.” Messiah somehow doubted that was the absolute truth. But, he’d leave it alone for now. PERHAPS that was just his suspicious side, anyways. “Thank you. You’ve got a good eye.”
Oh look, he was able to say one nice thing.
“… perhaps you’d like to join me? I was going to a reservation I made for dinner.” He’d at least ask – even if he thought the other would likely decline. Though, he couldn’t resist making one more quick jab: “Though, I suppose I’ll have to make a side-trip now, as well. To drop off these flowers. But I suppose you can come along for that as well, if you’d like.”
He wouldn’t wait for an answer. In fact, he would turn on his heel and begin walking away from the THIEF. Why? Because he was starting to wonder what sort of hit he’d make if he just kept talking to the other. T r u l y, he was beginning to wonder if that’s just how he acted around TITUS. If he would, consistently, just attack the other for no reason at all. However: He hoped the other recognized the second part as being… somewhat kind? Messiah liked to keep people out of his private life. So? Up until now, he’d never offered to let anyone come to his house.
Especially not the thief.
They had a NEGATIVE history between the two of them – and it was a matter of T R U S T. Not that he thought he had anything there that the other would be particularly interested in. . .
The youngest Princess in the Kou Empire, Ren Kougyoku aims to be similar to her “sister” Hakuei and become a general princess. She’s even gone so far as to capture a dungeon in hopes of accomplishing this. And? She is rather powerful while wielding her Djinn.
She can seem a little cold and distant at first, however? When it comes down to it, that is a front to try to help her be a little more like her brothers. She can be very insecure and confused when it comes to certain things - however? Her heart it often in the right place. She neither enjoys war nor does she care for senseless violence. However? She will always prioritize protecting her family over all. Judal/Judar included.
Having stepped up to become the next Empress of the Kou Empire, she found herself in a position she’d never really... seen herself in. She’d had dreams of being a General, of supporting her family when they ascended to the throne . . . she hadn’t expected to become the Empress herself.
( under construction! )
Despite being the daughter of Koutoku, she was never discovered to be as such - so? A commoner of the Kou Empire, as well as the daughter of a prostitute, she has dreams of seeing the outside world. Which, it not normal for a citizen of the Kou Empire, let alone a young woman. She wants to see the outside world, she wants... more then this life. And she knows that if she stays here, she has little hope above following in her mothers footsteps.
Perhaps it’s time to travel the world and try her luck.
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