// Ace - Verses

// sleepy ash - verses

{ Servamp – Partner } –                    ( ver ) .sloth pair╰☆╮(❝Sleepy Ash❞)

     Through an unlikely stream of events, Sleepy Ash, the oldest of the SERVAMP’s, has found himself in a contract with a new eve. Mahiru. A boy who insists on them being partners, equals. Honestly? He thinks of the whole engagement as some sort of hassle. But? He is becoming a lot more fond of his “troublesome” eve … And is willing to do whatever he can to keep him safe and alive.

{ The Sin of Sloth } –                   ( ver ) .sleepy ash╰☆╮(❝Sleepy Ash❞)

      Being the Oldest of the Servamps isn’t easy - He is the eldest brother. The person they look to, when they can’t look to h i m for answers. However? Being the representation of Sloth, while having all these responsibilities… doesn’t exactly go fantastically. However? As much as he hates these sort of troublesome things, he is willing to take action when he needs to.

      … even if the guilt might swallow him whole.

{ Human Kuro } –                    ( ver ) .mortal╰☆╮(❝Sleepy Ash❞)

      Unburdened by immortality, unlike in his other verses, he is a bit calmer in this verse. More relaxed, because? He hasn’t lived for as long as he had before - hasn’t been burdened by many lifetimes of choices and regrets. In this verse? He’s a bit more willing to do things a little more… haphazardly. After all: He’s still got lessons to learn.

      … the first one should be about procrastination. But? We’ll get on that. Eventually. Tomorrow… . m a y b e …

// yusuke urameshi - verses

{ Spirit Detective } -              ( ver ) .phantom sleuth╰☆╮(❝Yusuke Urameshi❞)

      Having died unexpectedly, he has suddenly found himself the new “spirit detective” - a job that has been rather ungraciously shoved upon him. All in all, he’s actually surprisingly good at it. Despite his tendencies to act before thinking and throwing himself headfirst into dangerous situations that may or may not cost him his soul...

{ Demon } -            ( ver ) .demonic ancestor╰☆╮(❝Yusuke Urameshi❞)

      In a twist of fate, it appears his second resurrection has awakened his ancestor’s blood in his veins - an ancient bloodline that he wasn’t even remotely aware he’d had. After all: It was so remote that it was less then one percent demon blood in him... and yet, now he’s got it pulsing through his veins the same as everything else. Strange. But, he’s just sorta rolling with it now.

{ Retired } -             ( ver ) .local buisness╰☆╮(❝Yusuke Urameshi❞)

       Yusuke has finally decided that outside of just fighting, he’s going to pick up a normal job - in fact? He eventually picked up his own noodle stand, and has been running it as a fairly successful business. And? Once he’d been doing well enough? He finally decides to buy a rather small shop. It’s not much, but it’s good enough for the former spirit detective - not to say he’s against the occasional job now and again, but he only takes the ones he wants to nowadays.

organize things... right.

me

// sanada nobuyuki - verses

{ Brave 10 S } –                    ( ver ) .stern╰☆╮(❝Sanada Nobuyuki❞)

      Sanada Nobuyuki, the Lord of Numata… and unfortunately for him? The older brother of the troublemaker, Yukimura. He is very different from his brother. A busy man, he takes his job very seriously. He also takes their fathers mission into account far more than his brother ever did: The mission? To make sure the Sanada family line survives, no matter what. He’s also a married man, married to young Komatsu-hime, his light. Often times? The serious man can be found working… ether his page or his wife at his side.

{ Younger Years } –                   ( ver ) .calm╰☆╮(❝Sanada Nobuyuki❞)

      This particular verse falls around the time he first met the Unno twins, when they were being assigned their pages- And? Around the time he allowed his brother to choose the method that their pages were chosen. He is still very serious, however? He’s a little more relaxed around this time, but? Not by much. This was when he was first getting to know the young page, and getting used to having him around- Debating just how much help the other would truly be to him.

{ War Years } –                  ( ver ) .warrior╰☆╮(❝Sanada Nobuyuki❞)

      This particular verse takes place with him during his waring era. Because of this? Don’t expect to find him in a particularly wonderful mood. He takes his job very seriously, and? Is more than willing to slaughter an enemy, if that’s what it comes down to. What’s important to him? Is surviving for the sake of completing his father’s goals. Of course? This isn’t the only thing that concerns him… after all, he does value his own life. But? He’s a little more anxious and unnerved during this time. Don’t expect him to be overly pleasant to strangers.

{ Modern AU } –                    ( ver ) .clarity╰☆╮(❝Sanada Nobuyuki❞)

      Sanada Nobuyuki, much to his dismay, is a teacher at the school that his own brother has recently come to teach at. Unfortunately for him? This has not been going particularly well. After all: He is very strict and serious. He is often found staying around after hours, grading papers, or even sticking around before and after school if any of his students have any particular questions. You’ll find that his classes are difficult, but? If you have questions for him, he’ll do everything in his power, with what limited patience he has, spending forever trying to help you understand it.

@smiletorn continued from [ x ]

      When the young priestess agreed with his words – drunk or not, he found himself cringing a little. Why did he have to say it? Why had he sought her out to say it? Honestly, he couldn’t put two and two together.

      He was an idiot. That was true.

     He was emotional and irrational. He didn’t make his best choices based off of logic or anything – he did what he wanted to, and that’s what made him unreliable as the BRAVE of WIND. And, regardless of how hard he tried, he seemed like he couldn’t get any… better. He’d reached the peek of his skill and yet, his rivals all continued to grow. And with it, grew his own self-loathing. He enjoyed fighting. And to an extent, he was alright with losing. However, it seemed, more and more recently… all he ever did was lose. Again. And Again. And AGAIN. . .

      “… boring as fuck.” That was the only answer he had to Isanami’s comment: “What is life without some grief.”

      Kamanosuke enjoyed to lose to an extent. Pain was more then acceptable. The B r a v e of W i n d was an oddball like that. “But that doesn’t mean ya don’t regret it. Most people fuckin’ do. Why the hell… am I even here anymore?”

      Drunk Kamanosuke wasn’t very fun – in fact? He couldn’t help but obsess a little. Why was he here anymore? Was it still to beat Saizou? Because that wasn’t a dream in his reach anymore. Saizou kept getting stronger and stronger. The best outcome he could wish for at this point was Saizou killing him. But, at this point, the BRAVE of LIGHT and him barely had time to spar anymore… and Saizou kept shining brighter and brighter, while his wind remained the same. “I can’t… do what I wanted to do. I can’t even figure this shit out. I’m still mad. I can’t get revenge on him, and all I can do nowadays is pick on you… and… shit, even you’re getting stronger. What about me, though? I can’t… do shit. I haven’t done shit.”

      Surprisingly, tears were beginning to show up in the former Bandit’s eyes now.

       At this point – he recognized that he was weighing the team down a bit. Everyone was improving except him, and? As soon as a situation arose, it would only take moments for even their LORD to realize he wasn’t worth his weight in a fight anymore. Perhaps it was time for him to take his show on the road again. . . “If you someday surpass me, what the hell am I supposed to do about that? I-I –“ he hiccups then, pulling his legs to his chest once she’d jabbed at his forehead. An action that he barely acknowledged. His self-loathing was strong together. “Fuck, I should just go. I’m not… changing anymore. I’m not growing anymore. Why am I here still?”

      G’luck Isanami. He’s in a bit of a spiral of self-loathing. Drunk Kamanosuke has one of two moods – ether everyone is his friend and he wants more alcohol. Or? He hates himself and everything else. Today is the later.

@carnifcx continued from [ x ]

      “As I’m not really good at lying – I’ll be entirely honest with you: It’s a little bit of both. I have some questions about how I should go about handling some of the youths in my school. And, furthermore, I was hoping you might give me a bit of your time personally. I’m… not mistaken in the fact that it is your birthday, correct? I was hoping you might be willing to spend it with me.”

      The young headmaster wasn’t a liar. He wasn’t good at it and he wasn’t willing to even try – Munakata had been through enough without trying to deal with the former Ultimate Lucky Student’s shenanigans.  The very least he deserved from Makoto Naegi was some honesty, and he was willing to give that to the older man as directly as he knew how. I mean, it embarrassed him a little to admit so upright that he’d had a bit of an ulterior motive for inviting the other here – in fact, the crimson that began to dust his cheeks a little would only further confirm his own awkwardness at things like this, but? The stubbornness behind his eyes wouldn’t waver.

      “Of course, you don’t need to.” He continues, scratching his cheek a little – awkwardly, though he does smile. “I just… I thought it might be nice to catch up with you. And I feel like it’s… just lonely to be traveling about, especially on your birthday.” It was out of concern for the other that he did this: And, sure, he wasn’t sure entirely whether the other would find that annoying or not – but he still had to give it a shot.

      Munakata was a big part of the reason he’d become the man who he’d become now. And he’d learned a little more about putting his foot down and standing up for what he believed in due to everything that had happened – now that he was Headmaster of the Reestablished Hope’s Peak Academy, he wanted more then ever to keep getting stronger. Learning more. Becoming someone who could do justice for the talented youths whom had found themselves under him now. “And regardless of your answer: I’ve prepared some coffee and even a small cake. So, at the very least, would you mind sharing those with me while we speak of the students?”

      He was much more stubborn now as a young man then he was as the ULTIMATE LUCKY STUDENT he had once been. He was shyer then. More unsure. But? He wouldn’t give up now.

“haunted” ; messiah & isanami

continued from [ x ] ; @smiletorn

       At the very least he was glad she was willing to listen to reason – hearing him out and calming down a little, even coming to her own conclusion about the storm. Good. She had a working head on her shoulders. This was important, if they were going to be here together. Messiah didn’t work well with others often, especially civilians.

      Especially CIVILIANS who got in the way of his jobs. But? That was another matter. “That is the most likely solution, yes. Electricity can travel through the ground, or if it just happened to hit a powerline or such – it’s likely that it’d just turn on, if sparked into action.” At least, that was far more likely than believing this place to be haunted.

      Right?

      Science had nothing to imply that spirits stayed in any place. Though rumors and stories spun frequently about hauntings and the chaos that it could cause – Messiah was unlikely to believe it without proof. Spirits, strong attachments, regrets, anger… guilt . . ? There were many popular stories to explain “HAUNTINGS,” but? As far as he was concerned, those were the ramblings of a paranoid person. Or of a person feeling “GUILTY” themselves.

      “You needn’t apologize. You’re uncomfortable. That’s perfectly human.” Messiah reassures, as his eyes fixate on the hall – he was trying to see if he could pick any shadows moving in the distance. However, aside from the ones you would expect from flashes of LIGHTNING through dust-covered windows? He couldn’t see anyone moving inside the parlor. “If it makes you more comfortable, you’re welcome to continue holding onto my arm. But, if we find another person in here, I’m going to need it back – and you’re going to need to get behind me.” He couldn’t have her impeding his ability to fight, should he need to.

      And honestly, if she was going to be here with him – he’d almost rather know exactly where she was, then risk her wondering off. At least this way, he can reassure his clients that she was doing not damage to the place and keep her from risk of being sued. Or arrested for trespassing.

      “Detective Messiah.” He corrects, offering an ever-so-slight smile this time. His amethyst eyes shifting from his focus only for a moment to meet the other eyes – “Though, given the circumstances, just Messiah would be fine.” Why waste time in a situation where communication might be important?

      However, he raises his eyebrows a little at her question. Suddenly curious about the land, hmm? How curious. “They’re not in a position to have firm plans, I’m afraid. Given that they know little about what is here, or the condition it’s in – they’re going to need to make sure it’s safe for a property inspector to come through and assess the place. Once they’re finished, it’s likely to have everything here sold and the property destroyed to build something else. At least, that’s what most would do given the state of the place. But? Perhaps they’d refurbish and create a museum? That’s what I’d do.” Perhaps that made him a little… ODD. But he enjoyed old places like this. And it’s hard to copy this sort of building with modern designing. However, as they talk, he starts moving forward – his voice a whisper as he gradually inches forward. He wasn’t going too quick – he would make sure she could keep holding onto him as he continued forward, should she want to. He wouldn’t shake her off or try to move on without her.

      For both of their sakes? It was probably just better to have her come along for the ride anyways…

“human” ; hanzo & isanami

continued from [ x ] ; @smiletorn

      The fact that he didn’t see this coming was absolutely ridiculous – somehow, Isanami was always just Isanami. The fact that he was crying, the fact that he was emotional, didn’t stop her from doing what she always did. Which? Was taking care of her team, in the only way she knew how. By being unapologetically herself. Including, but not limited to, forcing her teammates to make “fish-faces” to stop them from hurting themselves.

      When she did so, he released his bite rather then fight her. She was right, he shouldn’t act that way. Least of all in front of her. ( . . . no. he shouldn’t act that way at all. not now, when he was part of a team. )

      The Fire Brave did nod then – a silent agreement not to do that again. And to listen to the other. His eyes still glistening a little, he just focuses his molten eyes on the other’s amber hues. He would listen. He wouldn’t run away. And, another way to show it? He hugs her just a little bit more. He wouldn’t disappear. He’d wait. He’d listen. It was the very least Hanzo could do for his fellow BRAVE. Let alone the youth he was confessing all of this to. . .

      When she started going into detail about all their adventures, he felt his lips twitch ever-so-slightly upwards. A small smile forcing itself onto his lips, despite the somber mood. They had a lot of shenanigans going for them, as members of this team, he’d found himself frequently at her side. Enjoying her company. He didn’t mind her giving him unreasonable requests. It wasn’t out of tolerance, it wasn’t him just putting up with her, it was out of the fact that he was simply glad to be at her side. And if that was how she tolerated him? He was happy to comply. And as their time together had increased, so had the amount of times they sought out each other…

      As she kept talking, as he kept listening, he barely noticed he stopped crying. He felt his chest tighten – f e a r, as he recognized it now, as she kept talking. However, he felt himself take a breath when she said she didn’t hate him. And? That if he wanted to be her friend… he would have to live in the f u t u r e.

      What a request. As a shinobi, he’s always been a tool. He’d never planned anything for himself – and the time he did, it was out of spite. And that hadn’t ended well. That had ended up with him losing an arm, and being frozen in a block of ice for a year… but… it had also ended in T H I S. So, was it really… b a d? He’d let her finish. Staying silent, as promised, as she spoke… “Manuel labor, letting you tease me, and living in the future? Living in the present? Not the past… I think… I think those t-terms are acceptable. I can live with that.” He tries to tease back - he knew his voice was a little flat. But? If she was trying to lighten the mood, who was he to ruin it?

      He finally spoke again – his voice still raw. Pained. But, the tears in his eyes now were… relief. Not pain. “I won’t… disappear, Isanami. I promise you, I won’t… I won’t change how I act towards you. If you’re still here. If you’re… still willing to accept me at your side? I won’t… run away. I won’t hide myself behind walls. I don’t… want to push you away. I want to be here. I want… I want to be human.” It was terrifying – to admit that he wanted that. Even if he was absolutely horrified by his emotions.

      Even if he was tortured by what he did – if she wanted him to get his head out of the past, and start living for the here and now? He’d… try.

      “You’ll… have to forgive me. I won’t be very good at living in the here and now right away. But… I’ll learn. I’ll keep learning. I won’t… I won’t give up. If you’re willing to wait, if you’re willing to put up with me being just… stupidly bad at living for the future? If you’re willing to wait for me… I’ll keep trying until I catch up with you. I promise.” Hanzo very rarely used those words – he didn’t make promises. He didn’t make personal deals. As a shinobi – personal anything, was a failure on his part. But, in this instant? He was willing to f a i l at being a shinobi.

      If it meant… that they could be f r i e n d s. That they could be companions. That he could belong here.

      “I won’t push you away.” He murmurs again, nodding a little. Hanzo wasn’t used to people wanting to be near him, but, despite his own insecurities. Despite his F E A R. He wouldn’t do anything to hurt her… not again. Not if he could help it. “… as long as you want me to be here? I won’t go anywhere. Okay?” Somehow, this place had become his home. Somehow, U E D A had helped warm his heart – and open him up to people. Somehow, this rag-tag group of misfits had become his h o m e. And this place? He would protect it… regardless of what it took from him personally.

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       It was reassuring, seeing the redhead up and moving. Granted, the young man probably shouldn’t have scaled the temple given his currently shaky health. Adlet was quite the lucky bastard—hardier than the ASSASSIN would have given him credit for at first glance. Then again, he’d undergone an apprenticeship under Atro Spiker, and he was the only pupil who’d managed to complete the fiend hunter’s rigorous training. That alone said a number about his abilities.

       His luck was also something to be admired. Had the catlike man shown up even a moment later, it was quite likely that they would have come to the wrong conclusion and killed one of their own rather than the IMPOSTER. Good thing he and Chamo seemed to get along alright when push came to shove.

       Hans chuckled at the redhead’s comment. ❝ I’ve found that’s true, nyaa~ It’s a trait I do my best to live up to, ❞  he added, head tilting as he watched the other settle onto the temple’s roof.

       It was ironic, the two of them resting here, side by side. This was where the assassin had first ambushed the young man, their battle intensifying as Adlet did his best to convince the other of his innocence. However, Hans preferred to let their CLASHING BLADES do the talking, and that was something the redhead had eventually caught onto. ( What a terrifyingly wonderful opponent Adlet had turned out to be! No one had ever had an opening in which to kill Hans—it had taken him by surprise, and the assassin could feel himself itching for a proper rematch someday… )

        ❝ S’not an easy trick to learn, nyaa~ ❞ Hans teased, a catlike smile pulling at his lips. ❝ Maneuvering midair isn’t simple. ❞ Adlet could probably figure it out though. He’d already shown PROMISE for such a skill. He might not have been as flexible or acrobatic as the assassin, but he had no doubt the other man could manage.

       As though he was sharing a secret, Hans placed a single finger to his own lips while grinning teasingly, ❝ Having a tail helps, though. ❞ ( Not that there were many enchanted items in the form a tail out there. The assassin simply happened to have some rather… special connections. )

      Life was full of twists and turns – honestly, never in a million years would he have guessed that one of his companions would end up being an assassin. Nor would he have guessed that one of the obvious choices for one of them would end up being an imposture.

      ( An ASSASSIN was one of the properly chosen BRAVES && yet the warrior/SAINT had been their traitor. )

      L u c k really was on his side. If he had followed through with some of his initial decisions – he might have ended up trying to side with the PRINCESS, as she’d been one of his original companions. However, her behavior had lead her to a small amount of suspicion. And also: Hans had seemed like a safe bet. He had the most unusual title out of the lot of them, he wasn’t renown or well known. Well, not to most. Infamous, maybe. But one wouldn’t likely be the traitor when you already had the most suspicious title…

       “What other traits do you live up to?” Adlet finds himself asking, a laugh on his lips. He couldn’t help himself – having watched Hans battle, and even being an opponent of his himself, he was fascinated with how the man moved. Frankly speaking, he was a NATURAL genius of b a t t l e. One might even be able to mistake him as a WAR GOD with the ferocity in his eyes. “I know I can list a few… I mean, you’re sneaky, you always land on your feet… I suspect that you have nine lives.” He was literally counting them out on his fingers, and though that last one was a joke, he also wouldn’t be surprised if it was true. “How about your hearing and eye-sight? Are they like a cats?”

      I mean, he had cat-like eyes, so it was a fair question, right?

      Adlet laughs a little though at the others comment. Yeah, that was true enough. Midair maneuvers were incredibly difficult, but? Having watched him a little – he’d come up with a bit of a battle plan. Just in case: ( maybe it wasn’t the best idea – but minor explosions would have similar results, in changing trajectory. ) “Yeah, that seems to be a Hans specific trademarked technique.” He laughs, smiling at the other – though? When the older male mentions his tail, Adlet couldn’t help but shift his molten-colored eyes to look at it. It really was a fascinating tool. As a craftsman, he couldn’t even begin to imagine how it was made.

      To create a large CAT-LIKE tail, the materials would be complicated – it didn’t appear to be DEAD/STIFF, so he was fairly certain it couldn’t have come from a living creature. And yet, what would go into making something as flexible and twitchy as a real cats’ tail? It could be a very complex machine / device, or? It could come down to the enchantment and likely, whichever SAINT had blessed it.

      Honestly – these were the sort of thoughts that got him puzzled. As the STRONGEST MAN in the WORLD, and a CRAFTSMAN of weapons – it was really easy to lose him to these sort of thoughts. In fact, he was so puzzled by it… now that attention had been pointed its way? That he entirely forgets to say anything back. Adlet is a potato.

@carnifcx

“ crimson mist “ ll adlet & hans

// juuzo sakakura - verses

{ Future Foundation } –                   ( ver ) .future╰☆╮(❝Juuzo Sakakura❞)

      This is the verse that is his primary verse. Taking place throughout the timeline of DR1 through DR3: Future Side.

      The former Ultimate Boxer, as well as a former member of Class 74, Juuzo Sakakura is now the leader of “Branch Six” of the Future Foundation. He is also the main bodyguard for Kyousuke Munakata. A job he takes very seriously. Out of his fellow Future Foundation Leaders, he has one of the biggest names amongst the criminals and such of the falling world. After all, Juuzo is pretty infamous for his merciless behavior. He will happily kill anyone who is working to spread despair – if that is the best and quickest way to end something, he will not hesitate. You’ll find people often work their hardest, when they feel they need to make up for something. And? Juuzo is no exception.

{ Despairless AU } –                    ( ver ) .peace╰☆╮(❝Juuzo Sakakura❞)

      In a despair-less world, Juuzo has still chosen to disregard his talent, in favor of following his best friend. After all: Kyousuke had chosen to become the Headmaster of the New Oversea’s Branch, of Hope’s Peak Academy. So? Juuzo decided to follow him overseas and offer to be of any help he could be to the other’s mission. Though he’d never seen himself as a teacher – as a couch / p.e. teacher, he’s making it work. He can be a little harsh sometimes, as he has a bit of a temper. But? Surprisingly, his methods really tend to leave an impression with those he works with. ( He also oversees detention. As a personal choice. After all: Someone needs to get these kids to stop causing his friends trouble… )

{ Post-DR3 / Survival AU } –                    ( ver ) .second chance╰☆╮(❝Juuzo Sakakura❞)

      Post DR3: Future/Hope – Through it had been a close call, in fact, his body had gone into severe shock due to the loss of blood, and he’d slipped into a near death coma, some many months later… Juuzo found himself awake. It was a miracle. No one had thought he would survive, and honestly, now that he’d survived his sacrifice? Even he isn’t sure how he should respond. He’d expected to die. He’d planned for that to make up for everything. So? Finding himself alive again … he couldn’t help but wonder if he hadn’t done enough.

      This verse can go many directions: However? Regardless of where it’s placed in the timeline or who found/helped him, he’ll always be wondering about Munakata. He’d nearly died for him. He’d chosen to try to die for him. Including destroying his own arm, cutting it off, to try to save the other. So? Regardless of where he is, his thoughts will be with him – so? Depending on what happens, depression, anxiety, as well as paranoia may follow. ( Especially if he has no way of contacting Munakata, or hasn’t found him yet. )

       On the other hand, you’ll see what I did there, if it’s a few years into his recovery… and he’s managed to pull himself together, or run into his former boss again, he’ll probably be a lot more relaxed. Finally able to put the past mistakes he’d made behind him, he’s got a bit of a different air about him nowadays. And? A new robotic arm. ( Told you, you’d see. )

{ School Days } –                    ( ver ) .boxer╰☆╮(❝Juuzo Sakakura❞)

        Pre-Danganronpa - A member of Class 74, and the newly recruited Ultimate Boxing Champion, this is where Juuzo Sakakura ended up meeting his future best friends: Kyousuke Munakata and Chisa Yukizome. Of course, there were some rocky moments at the beginning. But? They were able to look past that - After all: It was during this time that Juuzo completed his championship, and by graduation, he’d decided to give up his professional career as a Boxer, despite being the best, so that he could help his friends out. That’s dedication.

{ Mystical AU / Orsus } –                    ( ver ) .ageless (warlock)╰☆╮(❝Juuzo Sakakura❞)

      Juuzo Sakakura is an ancient warlock – existing since the time of Babylon Tower, when man thought they could build a tower to reach heaven. Due to this, he has existed for so long that he’s got a lot of very particular … ticks about him. He has a dialect that can’t be traced to any one place. He has a graceful walk of someone who has been everywhere, seen everything. He has amethyst eyes, which always glow a little – and glow brighter, as his magic, of the same color, is used.

      ( He also has no belly-button and has a dark-gray, almost black, tongue. But? He doesn’t talk about those things. Nor does he talk about the fact that his particular bred of warlock has no heartbeat – well? At least, until they meet their soulmate … )

      Juuzo Sakakura is the Regulator of Orsus. Meaning, for most purposes, he is both the mayor of the island and the sheriff. He’s in charge of helping make sure all the different members of the Folk get along while living here – harmoniously, or? At least as harmoniously as you can expect from such different creatures. He’s lived here for a long time, so? A little at a time he’s molded this island into what he feels is the safest for those he has living there. Including impossibly high cliff faces, except for the singular dock that works as the entrance. ( His office is located around here. ) And the “beach facing” in the middle of the island. Proving that he’s wasted way too much of his magic hollowing out the island at least a little, to create a beach for his residents. Good thing the island is actually pretty big. ( It’s just unable to be taken a picture of – due to his ancient magic guarding it. )

      He is the son of a “greater demon” and a “hero of old” ( meaning someone who was born of a human and angel parent – biblically speaking ), which is why he has so much strength, as well as the magic to maintain all of this.

{ DR3 Despair } –                   ( ver ) .security╰☆╮(❝Juuzo Sakakura❞)

     During the events of Danganronpa 3: Despair - Juuzo Sakakura has decided to do whatever he can to help out his friend, Kyousuke Munakata. Including? Infiltration. Becoming the “Head of Security” for Hope’s Peak Academy, he’s gained access to most of the place - and has the permission to watch out for troublemakers. Of course, his true objective is Kyousuke’s. He’s here to find whatever evidence he can to help the other with his mission. And? In the meantime, he’s been informed to do what he can to guard their shared friend, Chisa Yukizome… whose gone undercover as well. She’s become a teacher. He’s become a guard. Between the two of them? They should be able to find something right?

{ Genderbent AU } –                   ( ver ) .lady knight╰☆╮(❝Juuzo Sakakura❞)

      Name: Juru Sakakura

      Juru Sakakura is the “Ultimate Boxing Champion.” She is smart, quick witted, and after winning every other title available for it - they finally let her go for the World Championship. Finally proving her spot there, just like anyone else. She is confident in her strength. Confident in her abilities. And yet? She does have some complications in school… and otherwise.

      As is often the case with women in professional sports that most people consider “manly,” people have often taken to teasing her and calling her names - Or assuming things about her. For the most part? This has never bothered her. After all: In sports, people tend to get competitive. That can bring out a certain cruelty in people. She expects that, and it doesn’t bother her. However? She doesn’t want to bring that sort of cruelty to the people she cares about most…

      So? Despite being a bit more cheerful then her male counterpart, she tends to restrain herself on a more personal level. After all: She can deal with the teasing and the bullying. ( If she has too? She can break some faces… ) But? She knows that she’d lose it if someone started giving ether Munakata or Yukizome a hard time, because they’re her friends. … she loves them too much to ever let that happen.

      ( Aside from those differences? This is more or less an add-on verse - So? It can be in connection to any of the verses above. And? Is available, mostly by request. )