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genessia2018-11-11 06:41 pm
fashionably_strong) wrote in genessia2018-11-11 06:41 pm
Entry tags:
- anastasia leonheart,
- grell sutcliff,
- lea,
- marco,
- smoker,
- soma cruz,
- takumi,
- trunks brief (future),
- ★ allen walker,
- ★ android 17/lapis,
- ★ ayame sasaki,
- ★ bulla brief,
- ★ faye valentine,
- ★ gale reinhardt,
- ★ goku son,
- ★ homura,
- ★ mai (future),
- ★ mavis vermillion,
- ★ neito monoma,
- ★ rose tyler,
- ★ shota aizawa,
- ★ the doctor (13th),
- ★ tomura shigaraki,
- ★ toshinori yagi/all might,
- ★ uai
[Video & Action] Backdated to Nov 10th, evening. Content warning.
[That rasping threat sends chill through Bulla’s body. Heart pounding rapidly, she takes out her device and turns on the video feed. She’s doing what she can to control her breath. Maybe if she times things just right, she can grab Shigaraki’s wrist and snap it before his powers rapidly decompose the flesh on her neck. The camera shows her at an odd angle for a moment, and the view is shaky, despite her best efforts to hide how frightened she is. Her voice, however, is defiant as she hands her phone over to him.]
Tomura Shigaraki lost his phone and thinks threatening to kill someone is a super awesome way to fix that problem. Here. Whatever. Knock yourself out.
Don’t flatter yourself kid.
[Shigaraki hands the device off to someone else that’s never seen on camera as the focus comes to settle on the hand-obscured face of the blue haired man.]
In my world, society is propped up on the backs of heroes. People with powers and abilities that society has deemed good and useful, while those not so lucky to be born gifted in ways that society accepts are expected to languish in the scraps of the chosen.
[As Shigaraki talks, Bulla starts looking for the opportunity to throw him off. Her eyes are darting around the room as she weighs her options. With those powers of his and his hand on her throat, one wrong move could kill her in a matter of seconds.]
And at the center of it all is the ‘pillar of peace and order.’ All Might. Because of All Might, the masses can go about their days, content in the feeling that if anything bad were to happen, All Might would save the day. People turn away from those that society tramples down, labeling them as villains. Well, I’m here to remind you all that nobody is safe.
[He pauses, gesturing to the camera that recenters on Bulla.]
In my time here, I’ve done my homework. There are a few people that have powers rivaling All Might, and this girl is one of them. As you can see, though, she doesn’t look too eager to fight me.
[He flexes the one finger next to her neck that isn’t quite touching her yet. Bulla eyes that finger warily now that the attention is back on her.]
But don’t get the wrong idea, I’m not out to kill anyone. Yet. No, I just want to drive home my point… To all you heroes out there; you’re not going to be able to stop me.
[Shigaraki moves directly behind Bulla, placing a hand on one shoulder while shifting the hand at her neck to the other, cracks forming in Bulla’s skin as soon as he makes contact with those shoulders.]
You bastAAAAAAAH!
[When Shigaraki moves, Bulla starts shifting position to fight back. Her attempts to escape and insult him are cut both short by searing, blinding pain. It tears into the flesh of her shoulders like acid, destroying muscle tissue as easily as one rips wet paper. Her breaths are rapid and shallow. She’s hyperventilating, unable to even find enough air to scream.]
To those who may be sympathetic to my cause, put out some feelers. I’ll find you. In the meantime, the clock is ticking, heroes. Whether this girl lives or dies is on your heads now.
[ As he pauses his speech, there are some explosions heard in the background.]
I’d hurry if I were you.
[ A hand reaches out to the camera and a moment later, the feed clicks off.]
Tomura Shigaraki lost his phone and thinks threatening to kill someone is a super awesome way to fix that problem. Here. Whatever. Knock yourself out.
Don’t flatter yourself kid.
[Shigaraki hands the device off to someone else that’s never seen on camera as the focus comes to settle on the hand-obscured face of the blue haired man.]
In my world, society is propped up on the backs of heroes. People with powers and abilities that society has deemed good and useful, while those not so lucky to be born gifted in ways that society accepts are expected to languish in the scraps of the chosen.
[As Shigaraki talks, Bulla starts looking for the opportunity to throw him off. Her eyes are darting around the room as she weighs her options. With those powers of his and his hand on her throat, one wrong move could kill her in a matter of seconds.]
And at the center of it all is the ‘pillar of peace and order.’ All Might. Because of All Might, the masses can go about their days, content in the feeling that if anything bad were to happen, All Might would save the day. People turn away from those that society tramples down, labeling them as villains. Well, I’m here to remind you all that nobody is safe.
[He pauses, gesturing to the camera that recenters on Bulla.]
In my time here, I’ve done my homework. There are a few people that have powers rivaling All Might, and this girl is one of them. As you can see, though, she doesn’t look too eager to fight me.
[He flexes the one finger next to her neck that isn’t quite touching her yet. Bulla eyes that finger warily now that the attention is back on her.]
But don’t get the wrong idea, I’m not out to kill anyone. Yet. No, I just want to drive home my point… To all you heroes out there; you’re not going to be able to stop me.
[Shigaraki moves directly behind Bulla, placing a hand on one shoulder while shifting the hand at her neck to the other, cracks forming in Bulla’s skin as soon as he makes contact with those shoulders.]
You bastAAAAAAAH!
[When Shigaraki moves, Bulla starts shifting position to fight back. Her attempts to escape and insult him are cut both short by searing, blinding pain. It tears into the flesh of her shoulders like acid, destroying muscle tissue as easily as one rips wet paper. Her breaths are rapid and shallow. She’s hyperventilating, unable to even find enough air to scream.]
To those who may be sympathetic to my cause, put out some feelers. I’ll find you. In the meantime, the clock is ticking, heroes. Whether this girl lives or dies is on your heads now.
[ As he pauses his speech, there are some explosions heard in the background.]
I’d hurry if I were you.
[ A hand reaches out to the camera and a moment later, the feed clicks off.]
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[Bulla's not into oversharing even with friends her own age. Anything beyond perhaps mentioning a kiss goodnight is nobody's business but that of the participants, as far as Bulla's concerned.]
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*It feels so strange to be talking about this. At first, Faye seems nervous and actually shy for a change. But then she is just fighting the urge to grin with her excitement*
I mean...the ball wasn't a date. We just bumped into each other there and...hung out.
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[Good job, Smoker. Now all she has to do is give him a little shove to make sure he makes things official.]
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*Faye folds her arms across her chest like she is trying to defend herself against the blushes she feels coming on. Never mind if the pizza was cold before the two of them actually got to really eating any*