Antika-RP

Blood, blood, blood. It's everywhere. Everywhere.

[corruptedethan]

(@anirbas-roleplay) 🔪

( @anirbas-roleplay ) Crank froze, looking at the knife. He gently touched the blade, then began to laugh quietly. “Do it. I dare you.” He grinned, pressing his throat against the blade. “I’ll make it easier for you.”

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Antika stood there for a moment, musing on if she really should slit his throat and be done with it. But his words made her snicker a bit, and she presses the already bloodied knife closer to the thin skin on his neck, excitement shaking in her words as little beads of blood collect on the knife.

“Why would ya say that now? You want me to slit your throat? Why?”

@corruptedethan

[corruptedethan]

“Well, I can’t die.” Crank laughed a little bit. “And I LOVE pain.” His smile got wider, a small giggle escaping him.

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Her smile widens just a bit at his laughter, hand trembling in an effort to not just slit his throat right there. No, that might be fun for a moment, but she’d be bored once again right after.

Instead she grins and after a tense moment, pulls the knife away, instead holding the blade in her hands with no real regard for any cuts she might get.

“Never gonna understand the liking pain thing. Seems dangerous as shit. But ya see, that’s just me now.”

@corruptedethan

[corruptedethan]

Crank wiped the cut on his throat with a finger, then looked at his finger. “I match Anti now, that’s pretty cool.” He smirked and looked at the other person. “Hello.”

[antikaroleplay-blog]

She nods at him in a silent hello. At his words though, she snickers.

“I wouldn’t say that’s cool. I’ve met Anti. The man’s got his head up his ass, thinks he’s invincible and shit.”

[corruptedethan]

“He’s pretty powerful though.” Crank shrugged. “Nothing wrong with having your head up your ass, as long as you’re not a jerk.”

[antikaroleplay-blog]

“Yeah, he is pretty powerful. All that glitching everywhere, even slit his own host’s throat and walks around like it’s fuckin’ nothing.”

Antika looks down at her knife, absentmindedly swiveling the blade on the tip of her finger.

“Gotta ask you something real quick, though. You don’t mind?”

@corruptedethan

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[corruptedethan]

(@anirbas-roleplay) 🔪

( @anirbas-roleplay ) Crank froze, looking at the knife. He gently touched the blade, then began to laugh quietly. “Do it. I dare you.” He grinned, pressing his throat against the blade. “I’ll make it easier for you.”

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Antika stood there for a moment, musing on if she really should slit his throat and be done with it. But his words made her snicker a bit, and she presses the already bloodied knife closer to the thin skin on his neck, excitement shaking in her words as little beads of blood collect on the knife.

“Why would ya say that now? You want me to slit your throat? Why?”

@corruptedethan

[corruptedethan]

“Well, I can’t die.” Crank laughed a little bit. “And I LOVE pain.” His smile got wider, a small giggle escaping him.

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Her smile widens just a bit at his laughter, hand trembling in an effort to not just slit his throat right there. No, that might be fun for a moment, but she’d be bored once again right after.

Instead she grins and after a tense moment, pulls the knife away, instead holding the blade in her hands with no real regard for any cuts she might get.

“Never gonna understand the liking pain thing. Seems dangerous as shit. But ya see, that’s just me now.”

@corruptedethan

[corruptedethan]

Crank wiped the cut on his throat with a finger, then looked at his finger. “I match Anti now, that’s pretty cool.” He smirked and looked at the other person. “Hello.”

[antikaroleplay-blog]

She nods at him in a silent hello. At his words though, she snickers.

“I wouldn’t say that’s cool. I’ve met Anti. The man’s got his head up his ass, thinks he’s invincible and shit.”

[corruptedethan]

(@anirbas-roleplay) 🔪

( @anirbas-roleplay ) Crank froze, looking at the knife. He gently touched the blade, then began to laugh quietly. “Do it. I dare you.” He grinned, pressing his throat against the blade. “I’ll make it easier for you.”

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Antika stood there for a moment, musing on if she really should slit his throat and be done with it. But his words made her snicker a bit, and she presses the already bloodied knife closer to the thin skin on his neck, excitement shaking in her words as little beads of blood collect on the knife.

“Why would ya say that now? You want me to slit your throat? Why?”

@corruptedethan

[corruptedethan]

“Well, I can’t die.” Crank laughed a little bit. “And I LOVE pain.” His smile got wider, a small giggle escaping him.

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Her smile widens just a bit at his laughter, hand trembling in an effort to not just slit his throat right there. No, that might be fun for a moment, but she’d be bored once again right after.

Instead she grins and after a tense moment, pulls the knife away, instead holding the blade in her hands with no real regard for any cuts she might get.

“Never gonna understand the liking pain thing. Seems dangerous as shit. But ya see, that’s just me now.”

@corruptedethan

[corruptedethan]

(@anirbas-roleplay) 🔪

( @anirbas-roleplay ) Crank froze, looking at the knife. He gently touched the blade, then began to laugh quietly. “Do it. I dare you.” He grinned, pressing his throat against the blade. “I’ll make it easier for you.”

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Antika stood there for a moment, musing on if she really should slit his throat and be done with it. But his words made her snicker a bit, and she presses the already bloodied knife closer to the thin skin on his neck, excitement shaking in her words as little beads of blood collect on the knife.

“Why would ya say that now? You want me to slit your throat? Why?”

@corruptedethan

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Trying To Find Someone

[antisepticeye-rp]

“I guess. But what do you want from me? I obviously can’t help you if I have no idea where she is,” Anti replied, chuckling. He leaned closer for just a moment to examine the knife, then resumed his standing position.

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Anirbas quickly snatched the knife away from his approach, saying nothing but giving a quick glare of warning.

“If you don’t know where she is, then I need her name. That’ll help a bit.”

@antisepticeye-rp

[antisepticeye-rp]

Anti had no intention of trying to touch or take the knife. He simply wanted to look at it. He considered for a moment before he spoke. “Anirbas.”

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Antika simply stands there a moment, thinking on that. Then a grin cracks across her face, and her head goes downwards in a quiet laugh.

“Holy shit. Anirbas? God, I expected more from her.”

Antika seems amused by this name, for some reason. She laughs quietly again to herself.

@antisepticeye-rp

[antisepticeye-rp]

“Why are you laughing about it? Does that name hold a specific meaning?” Anti asked. He was a little confused.

[antikaroleplay-blog]

She doesn’t respond immediately, instead laughing to herself a bit more until it’s reduced to simply a few little giggles.

“I mean, she’s smart, but not creative. That’s-That’s just her name backwards, man. Wow.”

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Trying To Find Someone

[antisepticeye-rp]

“I guess. But what do you want from me? I obviously can’t help you if I have no idea where she is,” Anti replied, chuckling. He leaned closer for just a moment to examine the knife, then resumed his standing position.

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Anirbas quickly snatched the knife away from his approach, saying nothing but giving a quick glare of warning.

“If you don’t know where she is, then I need her name. That’ll help a bit.”

@antisepticeye-rp

[antisepticeye-rp]

Anti had no intention of trying to touch or take the knife. He simply wanted to look at it. He considered for a moment before he spoke. “Anirbas.”

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Antika simply stands there a moment, thinking on that. Then a grin cracks across her face, and her head goes downwards in a quiet laugh.

“Holy shit. Anirbas? God, I expected more from her.”

Antika seems amused by this name, for some reason. She laughs quietly again to herself.

@antisepticeye-rp

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Trying To Find Someone

[antisepticeye-rp]

“I guess. But what do you want from me? I obviously can’t help you if I have no idea where she is,” Anti replied, chuckling. He leaned closer for just a moment to examine the knife, then resumed his standing position.

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Antika quickly snatched the knife away from his approach, saying nothing but giving a quick glare of warning.

“If you don’t know where she is, then I need her name. That’ll help a bit.”

@antisepticeye-rp

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Trying To Find Someone

[antisepticeye-rp]

“That’s true,” Anti acknowledged and smiled. He paused and his eyes held a glint of mischief. “I like the way you think,” he purred. He put his knife away and looked around. His eyes changed from green and blue to a solid black, before returning to green and blue again. “Why are we just talking about it though? That’s boring.”

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Antika let out a little chuckle at his words and once again sways on the balls of her feet, eyes flashing with excitement, and…something else. Something else Anti can’t quite place.

“Oh, I’d fuckin’ love to go out a get some names off my list. But ya see, I can’t torture someone if I can’t find them.” Her hand twitches at the words. “You still haven’t answered my question, Anti. I need info to find the one at the top of my list, info you clearly have.”

A smile tugs at the end of her lips.

“But maybe we can go…hunting…some other time, huh?”

@antisepticeye-rp

[antisepticeye-rp]

“What a shame. I already decided I wasn’t going to tell you where this person is.” Anti grinned cheekily. “To be honest, I don’t actually know where she is.”

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Antika simply goes quiet. He doesn’t know where she is.

Her hand twitches, cutting skin on knife, letting blood drip. But he knows her.

She tries to keep it together. Oh, she really does try. But the mocking in his voice…she looks him right in the eyes. Behind glasses, Anti can finally tell what was flashing in her eyes. Intelligence, ferocity…an urge just barely suppressed.

Anti’s tortured people. He’s fought against demons and laughed, he’s reveled in blood and entrails, he’s captured the attention and devotion of millions of people.

But the look in her eyes sends a shiver down his spine, apprehension though only barely trembling fingertips, an air of unease all around.

“Fine then. You don’t know where the bitch is? Fine. But you know her. What was it that she promised you?”

Her voice lowers, quiet anger and a knowingness in every word.

“Whatever it was, she won’t honor her promise. I’ll fuckin’ guarantee you that. She’ll wring out whatever use you have to her, betray you when she’s used you up, and watch you die with a goddamn smile. If you can’t tell me where she is, tell me what name she’s chosen this time. And take my advice in exchange; kill her before she kills you”

@antisepticeye-rp

[antisepticeye-rp]

Anti shrugged. “I already didn’t trust her.” He chuckled, giving an appearance of complete carelessness and confidence.

“Did she come to you the same way?” He really did want to know.

[antikaroleplay-blog]

That unnerving expression doesn’t shift at his nonchalant reaction. At his question, she just scoffs.

“Oh, no, I knew her way before she started looking for goddamn allies to hide behind. But I ain’t telling you shit, because you haven’t told me shit. I asked for her name. Don’t just skirt around the question, Anti.”

[antisepticeye-rp]

“If you knew her for so long, how do you not know her name?” Anti asked.

[antikaroleplay-blog]

She grumbles a bit at still not receiving an answer, but fine. She’ll answer.

“The bitch changes her name and runs every time shit gets too bad for her. Every time I get too close, every time someone she betrays tries to get back at her. If there’s one thing she’s good at, it’s hiding.”

@antisepticeye-rp

[antisepticeye-rp]

“Oh?” Anti thought about this information. “Do you have some proof?” he finally asked.

[antikaroleplay-blog]

“Proof?”

Antika goes still for a moment, debating with herself if she wants to reveal something like that in exchange for a name. She unconsciously sways on the balls of her feet, gripping her blade tight, a clear sign of apprehension.

But eventually she stops. Then looks at him, asking herself one last time, before lifting her knife to examine the blood-covered blade in a bit of a bitter way.

“This beauty here? It’s the knife she used. She had already used a kitchen spoon to gouge out her eyes; but they still hung by a few tendons. So she took up a knife and dug into her eyes, scraping around and cutting into the sockets until she found the muscles and slashed them. I was there when she did it. I took the knife with me. To remember it all.”

Anirbas turns her eyes back to Anti, anger resting in the lines of her face.

“That good enough proof for you?”

@antisepticeye-rp

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Trying To Find Someone

[antisepticeye-rp]

“That’s true,” Anti acknowledged and smiled. He paused and his eyes held a glint of mischief. “I like the way you think,” he purred. He put his knife away and looked around. His eyes changed from green and blue to a solid black, before returning to green and blue again. “Why are we just talking about it though? That’s boring.”

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Antika let out a little chuckle at his words and once again sways on the balls of her feet, eyes flashing with excitement, and…something else. Something else Anti can’t quite place.

“Oh, I’d fuckin’ love to go out a get some names off my list. But ya see, I can’t torture someone if I can’t find them.” Her hand twitches at the words. “You still haven’t answered my question, Anti. I need info to find the one at the top of my list, info you clearly have.”

A smile tugs at the end of her lips.

“But maybe we can go…hunting…some other time, huh?”

@antisepticeye-rp

[antisepticeye-rp]

“What a shame. I already decided I wasn’t going to tell you where this person is.” Anti grinned cheekily. “To be honest, I don’t actually know where she is.”

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Antika simply goes quiet. He doesn’t know where she is.

Her hand twitches, cutting skin on knife, letting blood drip. But he knows her.

She tries to keep it together. Oh, she really does try. But the mocking in his voice…she looks him right in the eyes. Behind glasses, Anti can finally tell what was flashing in her eyes. Intelligence, ferocity…an urge just barely suppressed.

Anti’s tortured people. He’s fought against demons and laughed, he’s reveled in blood and entrails, he’s captured the attention and devotion of millions of people.

But the look in her eyes sends a shiver down his spine, apprehension though only barely trembling fingertips, an air of unease all around.

“Fine then. You don’t know where the bitch is? Fine. But you know her. What was it that she promised you?”

Her voice lowers, quiet anger and a knowingness in every word.

“Whatever it was, she won’t honor her promise. I’ll fuckin’ guarantee you that. She’ll wring out whatever use you have to her, betray you when she’s used you up, and watch you die with a goddamn smile. If you can’t tell me where she is, tell me what name she’s chosen this time. And take my advice in exchange; kill her before she kills you”

@antisepticeye-rp

[antisepticeye-rp]

Anti shrugged. “I already didn’t trust her.” He chuckled, giving an appearance of complete carelessness and confidence.

“Did she come to you the same way?” He really did want to know.

[antikaroleplay-blog]

That unnerving expression doesn’t shift at his nonchalant reaction. At his question, she just scoffs.

“Oh, no, I knew her way before she started looking for goddamn allies to hide behind. But I ain’t telling you shit, because you haven’t told me shit. I asked for her name. Don’t just skirt around the question, Anti.”

[antisepticeye-rp]

“If you knew her for so long, how do you not know her name?” Anti asked.

[antikaroleplay-blog]

She grumbles a bit at still not receiving an answer, but fine. She’ll answer.

“The bitch changes her name and runs every time shit gets too bad for her. Every time I get too close, every time someone she betrays tries to get back at her. If there’s one thing she’s good at, it’s hiding.”

@antisepticeye-rp

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Trying To Find Someone

[antisepticeye-rp]

“That’s true,” Anti acknowledged and smiled. He paused and his eyes held a glint of mischief. “I like the way you think,” he purred. He put his knife away and looked around. His eyes changed from green and blue to a solid black, before returning to green and blue again. “Why are we just talking about it though? That’s boring.”

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Antika let out a little chuckle at his words and once again sways on the balls of her feet, eyes flashing with excitement, and…something else. Something else Anti can’t quite place.

“Oh, I’d fuckin’ love to go out a get some names off my list. But ya see, I can’t torture someone if I can’t find them.” Her hand twitches at the words. “You still haven’t answered my question, Anti. I need info to find the one at the top of my list, info you clearly have.”

A smile tugs at the end of her lips.

“But maybe we can go…hunting…some other time, huh?”

@antisepticeye-rp

[antisepticeye-rp]

“What a shame. I already decided I wasn’t going to tell you where this person is.” Anti grinned cheekily. “To be honest, I don’t actually know where she is.”

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Antika simply goes quiet. He doesn’t know where she is.

Her hand twitches, cutting skin on knife, letting blood drip. But he knows her.

She tries to keep it together. Oh, she really does try. But the mocking in his voice…she looks him right in the eyes. Behind glasses, Anti can finally tell what was flashing in her eyes. Intelligence, ferocity…an urge just barely suppressed.

Anti’s tortured people. He’s fought against demons and laughed, he’s reveled in blood and entrails, he’s captured the attention and devotion of millions of people.

But the look in her eyes sends a shiver down his spine, apprehension though only barely trembling fingertips, an air of unease all around.

“Fine then. You don’t know where the bitch is? Fine. But you know her. What was it that she promised you?”

Her voice lowers, quiet anger and a knowingness in every word.

“Whatever it was, she won’t honor her promise. I’ll fuckin’ guarantee you that. She’ll wring out whatever use you have to her, betray you when she’s used you up, and watch you die with a goddamn smile. If you can’t tell me where she is, tell me what name she’s chosen this time. And take my advice in exchange; kill her before she kills you”

@antisepticeye-rp

[antisepticeye-rp]

Anti shrugged. “I already didn’t trust her.” He chuckled, giving an appearance of complete carelessness and confidence.

“Did she come to you the same way?” He really did want to know.

[antikaroleplay-blog]

That unnerving expression doesn’t shift at his nonchalant reaction. At his question, she just scoffs.

“Oh, no, I knew her way before she started looking for goddamn allies to hide behind. But I ain’t telling you shit, because you haven’t told me shit. I asked for her name. Don’t just skirt around the question, Anti.”

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Trying To Find Someone

[antisepticeye-rp]

“That’s true,” Anti acknowledged and smiled. He paused and his eyes held a glint of mischief. “I like the way you think,” he purred. He put his knife away and looked around. His eyes changed from green and blue to a solid black, before returning to green and blue again. “Why are we just talking about it though? That’s boring.”

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Antika let out a little chuckle at his words and once again sways on the balls of her feet, eyes flashing with excitement, and…something else. Something else Anti can’t quite place.

“Oh, I’d fuckin’ love to go out a get some names off my list. But ya see, I can’t torture someone if I can’t find them.” Her hand twitches at the words. “You still haven’t answered my question, Anti. I need info to find the one at the top of my list, info you clearly have.”

A smile tugs at the end of her lips.

“But maybe we can go…hunting…some other time, huh?”

@antisepticeye-rp

[antisepticeye-rp]

“What a shame. I already decided I wasn’t going to tell you where this person is.” Anti grinned cheekily. “To be honest, I don’t actually know where she is.”

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Antika simply goes quiet. He doesn't know where she is.

Her hand twitches, cutting skin on knife, letting blood drip. But he knows her.

She tries to keep it together. Oh, she really does try. But the mocking in his voice...she looks him right in the eyes. Behind glasses, Anti can finally tell what was flashing in her eyes. Intelligence, ferocity...an urge just barely suppressed.

Anti's tortured people. He's fought against demons and laughed, he's reveled in blood and entrails, he's captured the attention and devotion of millions of people.

But the look in her eyes sends a shiver down his spine, apprehension though only barely trembling fingertips, an air of unease all around.

"Fine then. You don't know where the bitch is? Fine. But you know her. What was it that she promised you?"

Her voice lowers, quiet anger and a knowingness in every word.

"Whatever it was, she won't honor her promise. I'll fuckin' guarantee you that. She'll wring out whatever use you have to her, betray you when she’s used you up, and watch you die with a goddamn smile. If you can't tell me where she is, tell me what name she's chosen this time. And take my advice in exchange; kill her before she kills you"

@antisepticeye-rp

[antikaroleplay-blog]

A calmer Antika just because

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Trying To Find Someone

[antisepticeye-rp]

“That’s true,” Anti acknowledged and smiled. He paused and his eyes held a glint of mischief. “I like the way you think,” he purred. He put his knife away and looked around. His eyes changed from green and blue to a solid black, before returning to green and blue again. “Why are we just talking about it though? That’s boring.”

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Antika let out a little chuckle at his words and once again sways on the balls of her feet, eyes flashing with excitement, and...something else. Something else Anti can’t quite place.

“Oh, I’d fuckin’ love to go out a get some names off my list. But ya see, I can’t torture someone if I can’t find them.” Her hand twitches at the words. “You still haven’t answered my question, Anti. I need info to find the one at the top of my list, info you clearly have.”

A smile tugs at the end of her lips.

“But maybe we can go...hunting...some other time, huh?”

@antisepticeye-rp

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Trying To Find Someone

The first thing Anti noticed was the overwhelming smell of copper, the very familiar smell of blood.

Behind him came a shaky, excited voice.

“Heya there, I’ve been looking for ya, Anti. Think you can answer something for me real quick?”

@antisepticeye-rp

[antisepticeye-rp]

Anti was a little surprised and confused, but he hid it. “Sure. What is it?” he asked, wondering what they wanted.

[antikaroleplay-blog]

She approaches him with a strange smile, stopping a few feet away from him. She seems to go back and forth on her heels in an excited way, holding her knife in both hands with no real regard for the cuts on her hands or the blood dripping from the wound.

A certain light gleams in her eyes; the dangerous, unstable look of someone almost savage in a sense.

“I’m trying to find someone. Don’t think I can give ya a name, though. Think you can help me a bit? All I need is some info!”

[antisepticeye-rp]

Anti chuckled, and his form glitched slightly. “It’ll be a little bit difficult if you don’t tell me their name. I might not know who they are if you don’t.”

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Antika’s smile doesn’t waver for a moment.

“I dunno, she’s got one pretty gross feature goin’ on.”

She unconsciously leans in a bit, really unaware and she’s probably invading any personal space he has in her quiet elation.

“A year or two ago, she decided she was done seeing all the things that scared her in life. She may or not have gouged out her very own eyes.” Her eyes glaze over for a moment as she remembered. her smile widening. “It was quite a thing to watch! Blood everywhere, she was really screaming out, you would’ve loved it!”

@antisepticeye-rp

[antisepticeye-rp]

“Oh, really?” Anti asked. He chuckled again. “I believe I have met such a person. But again, you don’t want to say her name, so neither will I.” He walked around Antika in one circle. “I suppose she can still see without eyes?”

[antikaroleplay-blog]

She goes quiet at his words. He’s seen her? She simply stands there a moment as he walks around her. Then when he comes back around, she just looks at him in a bit of annoyance. It’s quiet for a tense moment between them, until she speaks.

“Why’d you walk a circle around me? You looked fuckin’ stupid, man. I hate that intimidation shit. I coulda stabbed you right in the back.”

She grips her knife tighter at the question in remembered anger. Blood slowly dripped off her fingers as she spoke.

“The slippery little bitch’s been hiding from me for years. If she couldn’t see, what would that say about me now?”

Anitka nods a bit. Yes, she can see.

@antisepticeye-rp

[antisepticeye-rp]

Anti chuckled. “I walked… because I felt like it.” He turned to face Anitka, grinning cheekily. His form glitched again.

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Antika frowns a bit, fingers curling and uncurling around the blade of her knife. Then she stops for a moment, unmoving. And a smile. She clenches the blade in her fist in a returned content.

“Ya know, you aren’t what I expected, Anti. I thought you were gonna be all covered in blood ‘n crazy ‘n all that shit.”

[antisepticeye-rp]

Anti shrugged, still smiling. “I cleaned up. But do you really want me to be crazy?” He leaned close to her, his grin spreading wider. The air around him held little messy bits of color that shouldn’t be there.

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Antika swayed on the balls of her feet, that savage sort of grin unwavering. She doesn’t seem unnerved by his question, if anything more excited.

“I dunno. It would be fun, wouldn’t it? But I still wanna know a few things. All I was sayin’ is that you’re not what I expected after hearing so much about you, Anti.”

@antisepticeye-rp

[antisepticeye-rp]

Anti stood up straight again. “I don’t perform.” His eyes glowed slightly. “I do things as I please. I don’t have to be wildly killing everything all the time… though sometimes I think that would be fun.” An unnatural-sounding giggle came from him.

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Her smile widens a bit, and again her eyes seems to fill with a savage sort of light.

“You think it would be fun, so why don’t you do it? All the screams, all the blood…all the blood…” She seems to drift off for a moment into memory again, grinning at whatever recollection she was having. She looks back to him after a moment though, absentmindedly fidgeting with the knife in her hands.

“Ya have to try it at least once.”

[antisepticeye-rp]

“If I did that all the time, I would have killed you already.” Anti chuckled. “But it does sound like fun to go and find some people to play with.” He tilted his head to the side, but it was a jerky movement that seemed to reverse at some points.

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Antika just snickers in clear delight at his words. “I’d be long fuckin’ gone before you could get me. I’m not stupid, I’m not gonna fight with you.” She sways on the balls on her feet as she talks to him, the primal glint in her eyes flashing once again. “Who’d be on your list? Enemies, annoyances, traitors, deceivers? God, my list is too fuckin’ long.” She chuckles a bit, thinking of all the people she’d relish in hearing screams from.

[antisepticeye-rp]

Anti chuckled. “Any of those would be good. But ‘innocent’ people are fun too.” He took out his favorite knife and tilted it back and forth in his hands, looking at it.

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Antika looked almost bored by the response, somehow. "Yeah, but innocents get old after the first few. Sure, they're soooo easy, but they always turn out the same." Her grin slowly returns. "But with enemies, liers, annoyances, traitots...you can see it in their eyes. They're fuckin' sorry they ever thought they were better than you. They wished they never crossed you, wished they never underestimated you, and you can hear it when they scream. So much more exciting than just some normal innocents, right?"

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Trying To Find Someone

The first thing Anti noticed was the overwhelming smell of copper, the very familiar smell of blood.

Behind him came a shaky, excited voice.

“Heya there, I’ve been looking for ya, Anti. Think you can answer something for me real quick?”

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Anti was a little surprised and confused, but he hid it. “Sure. What is it?” he asked, wondering what they wanted.

[antikaroleplay-blog]

She approaches him with a strange smile, stopping a few feet away from him. She seems to go back and forth on her heels in an excited way, holding her knife in both hands with no real regard for the cuts on her hands or the blood dripping from the wound.

A certain light gleams in her eyes; the dangerous, unstable look of someone almost savage in a sense.

“I’m trying to find someone. Don’t think I can give ya a name, though. Think you can help me a bit? All I need is some info!”

[antisepticeye-rp]

Anti chuckled, and his form glitched slightly. “It’ll be a little bit difficult if you don’t tell me their name. I might not know who they are if you don’t.”

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Antika’s smile doesn’t waver for a moment.

“I dunno, she’s got one pretty gross feature goin’ on.”

She unconsciously leans in a bit, really unaware and she’s probably invading any personal space he has in her quiet elation.

“A year or two ago, she decided she was done seeing all the things that scared her in life. She may or not have gouged out her very own eyes.” Her eyes glaze over for a moment as she remembered. her smile widening. “It was quite a thing to watch! Blood everywhere, she was really screaming out, you would’ve loved it!”

@antisepticeye-rp

[antisepticeye-rp]

“Oh, really?” Anti asked. He chuckled again. “I believe I have met such a person. But again, you don’t want to say her name, so neither will I.” He walked around Antika in one circle. “I suppose she can still see without eyes?”

[antikaroleplay-blog]

She goes quiet at his words. He’s seen her? She simply stands there a moment as he walks around her. Then when he comes back around, she just looks at him in a bit of annoyance. It’s quiet for a tense moment between them, until she speaks.

“Why’d you walk a circle around me? You looked fuckin’ stupid, man. I hate that intimidation shit. I coulda stabbed you right in the back.”

She grips her knife tighter at the question in remembered anger. Blood slowly dripped off her fingers as she spoke.

“The slippery little bitch’s been hiding from me for years. If she couldn’t see, what would that say about me now?”

Anitka nods a bit. Yes, she can see.

@antisepticeye-rp

[antisepticeye-rp]

Anti chuckled. “I walked… because I felt like it.” He turned to face Anitka, grinning cheekily. His form glitched again.

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Antika frowns a bit, fingers curling and uncurling around the blade of her knife. Then she stops for a moment, unmoving. And a smile. She clenches the blade in her fist in a returned content.

“Ya know, you aren’t what I expected, Anti. I thought you were gonna be all covered in blood ‘n crazy ‘n all that shit.”

[antisepticeye-rp]

Anti shrugged, still smiling. “I cleaned up. But do you really want me to be crazy?” He leaned close to her, his grin spreading wider. The air around him held little messy bits of color that shouldn’t be there.

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Antika swayed on the balls of her feet, that savage sort of grin unwavering. She doesn’t seem unnerved by his question, if anything more excited.

“I dunno. It would be fun, wouldn’t it? But I still wanna know a few things. All I was sayin’ is that you’re not what I expected after hearing so much about you, Anti.”

@antisepticeye-rp

[antisepticeye-rp]

Anti stood up straight again. “I don’t perform.” His eyes glowed slightly. “I do things as I please. I don’t have to be wildly killing everything all the time… though sometimes I think that would be fun.” An unnatural-sounding giggle came from him.

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Her smile widens a bit, and again her eyes seems to fill with a savage sort of light.

“You think it would be fun, so why don’t you do it? All the screams, all the blood…all the blood…” She seems to drift off for a moment into memory again, grinning at whatever recollection she was having. She looks back to him after a moment though, absentmindedly fidgeting with the knife in her hands.

“Ya have to try it at least once.”

[antisepticeye-rp]

“If I did that all the time, I would have killed you already.” Anti chuckled. “But it does sound like fun to go and find some people to play with.” He tilted his head to the side, but it was a jerky movement that seemed to reverse at some points.

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Antika just snickers in clear delight at his words. "I'd be long fuckin' gone before you could get me. I'm not stupid, I'm not gonna fight with you." She sways on the balls on her feet as she talks to him, the primal glint in her eyes flashing once again. "Who'd be on your list? Enemies, annoyances, traitors, deceivers? God, my list is too fuckin' long." She chuckles a bit, thinking of all the people she'd relish in hearing screams from.

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Trying To Find Someone

The first thing Anti noticed was the overwhelming smell of copper, the very familiar smell of blood.

Behind him came a shaky, excited voice.

“Heya there, I’ve been looking for ya, Anti. Think you can answer something for me real quick?”

@antisepticeye-rp

[antisepticeye-rp]

Anti was a little surprised and confused, but he hid it. “Sure. What is it?” he asked, wondering what they wanted.

[antikaroleplay-blog]

She approaches him with a strange smile, stopping a few feet away from him. She seems to go back and forth on her heels in an excited way, holding her knife in both hands with no real regard for the cuts on her hands or the blood dripping from the wound.

A certain light gleams in her eyes; the dangerous, unstable look of someone almost savage in a sense.

“I’m trying to find someone. Don’t think I can give ya a name, though. Think you can help me a bit? All I need is some info!”

[antisepticeye-rp]

Anti chuckled, and his form glitched slightly. “It’ll be a little bit difficult if you don’t tell me their name. I might not know who they are if you don’t.”

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Antika’s smile doesn’t waver for a moment.

“I dunno, she’s got one pretty gross feature goin’ on.”

She unconsciously leans in a bit, really unaware and she’s probably invading any personal space he has in her quiet elation.

“A year or two ago, she decided she was done seeing all the things that scared her in life. She may or not have gouged out her very own eyes.” Her eyes glaze over for a moment as she remembered. her smile widening. “It was quite a thing to watch! Blood everywhere, she was really screaming out, you would’ve loved it!”

@antisepticeye-rp

[antisepticeye-rp]

“Oh, really?” Anti asked. He chuckled again. “I believe I have met such a person. But again, you don’t want to say her name, so neither will I.” He walked around Antika in one circle. “I suppose she can still see without eyes?”

[antikaroleplay-blog]

She goes quiet at his words. He’s seen her? She simply stands there a moment as he walks around her. Then when he comes back around, she just looks at him in a bit of annoyance. It’s quiet for a tense moment between them, until she speaks.

“Why’d you walk a circle around me? You looked fuckin’ stupid, man. I hate that intimidation shit. I coulda stabbed you right in the back.”

She grips her knife tighter at the question in remembered anger. Blood slowly dripped off her fingers as she spoke.

“The slippery little bitch’s been hiding from me for years. If she couldn’t see, what would that say about me now?”

Anitka nods a bit. Yes, she can see.

@antisepticeye-rp

[antisepticeye-rp]

Anti chuckled. “I walked… because I felt like it.” He turned to face Anitka, grinning cheekily. His form glitched again.

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Antika frowns a bit, fingers curling and uncurling around the blade of her knife. Then she stops for a moment, unmoving. And a smile. She clenches the blade in her fist in a returned content.

“Ya know, you aren’t what I expected, Anti. I thought you were gonna be all covered in blood ‘n crazy ‘n all that shit.”

[antisepticeye-rp]

Anti shrugged, still smiling. “I cleaned up. But do you really want me to be crazy?” He leaned close to her, his grin spreading wider. The air around him held little messy bits of color that shouldn’t be there.

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Antika swayed on the balls of her feet, that savage sort of grin unwavering. She doesn’t seem unnerved by his question, if anything more excited.

“I dunno. It would be fun, wouldn’t it? But I still wanna know a few things. All I was sayin’ is that you’re not what I expected after hearing so much about you, Anti.”

@antisepticeye-rp

[antisepticeye-rp]

Anti stood up straight again. “I don’t perform.” His eyes glowed slightly. “I do things as I please. I don’t have to be wildly killing everything all the time… though sometimes I think that would be fun.” An unnatural-sounding giggle came from him.

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Her smile widens a bit, and again her eyes seems to fill with a savage sort of light.

“You think it would be fun, so why don’t you do it? All the screams, all the blood...all the blood...” She seems to drift off for a moment into memory again, grinning at whatever recollection she was having. She looks back to him after a moment though, absentmindedly fidgeting with the knife in her hands.

“Ya have to try it at least once.”

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Trying To Find Someone

The first thing Anti noticed was the overwhelming smell of copper, the very familiar smell of blood.

Behind him came a shaky, excited voice.

“Heya there, I’ve been looking for ya, Anti. Think you can answer something for me real quick?”

@antisepticeye-rp

[antisepticeye-rp]

Anti was a little surprised and confused, but he hid it. “Sure. What is it?” he asked, wondering what they wanted.

[antikaroleplay-blog]

She approaches him with a strange smile, stopping a few feet away from him. She seems to go back and forth on her heels in an excited way, holding her knife in both hands with no real regard for the cuts on her hands or the blood dripping from the wound.

A certain light gleams in her eyes; the dangerous, unstable look of someone almost savage in a sense.

“I’m trying to find someone. Don’t think I can give ya a name, though. Think you can help me a bit? All I need is some info!”

[antisepticeye-rp]

Anti chuckled, and his form glitched slightly. “It’ll be a little bit difficult if you don’t tell me their name. I might not know who they are if you don’t.”

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Antika’s smile doesn’t waver for a moment.

“I dunno, she’s got one pretty gross feature goin’ on.”

She unconsciously leans in a bit, really unaware and she’s probably invading any personal space he has in her quiet elation.

“A year or two ago, she decided she was done seeing all the things that scared her in life. She may or not have gouged out her very own eyes.” Her eyes glaze over for a moment as she remembered. her smile widening. “It was quite a thing to watch! Blood everywhere, she was really screaming out, you would’ve loved it!”

@antisepticeye-rp

[antisepticeye-rp]

“Oh, really?” Anti asked. He chuckled again. “I believe I have met such a person. But again, you don’t want to say her name, so neither will I.” He walked around Antika in one circle. “I suppose she can still see without eyes?”

[antikaroleplay-blog]

She goes quiet at his words. He’s seen her? She simply stands there a moment as he walks around her. Then when he comes back around, she just looks at him in a bit of annoyance. It’s quiet for a tense moment between them, until she speaks.

“Why’d you walk a circle around me? You looked fuckin’ stupid, man. I hate that intimidation shit. I coulda stabbed you right in the back.”

She grips her knife tighter at the question in remembered anger. Blood slowly dripped off her fingers as she spoke.

“The slippery little bitch’s been hiding from me for years. If she couldn’t see, what would that say about me now?”

Anitka nods a bit. Yes, she can see.

@antisepticeye-rp

[antisepticeye-rp]

Anti chuckled. “I walked… because I felt like it.” He turned to face Anitka, grinning cheekily. His form glitched again.

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Antika frowns a bit, fingers curling and uncurling around the blade of her knife. Then she stops for a moment, unmoving. And a smile. She clenches the blade in her fist in a returned content.

“Ya know, you aren’t what I expected, Anti. I thought you were gonna be all covered in blood ‘n crazy ‘n all that shit.”

[antisepticeye-rp]

Anti shrugged, still smiling. “I cleaned up. But do you really want me to be crazy?” He leaned close to her, his grin spreading wider. The air around him held little messy bits of color that shouldn’t be there.

[antikaroleplay-blog]

Antika swayed on the balls of her feet, that savage sort of grin unwavering. She doesn’t seem unnerved by his question, if anything more excited.

“I dunno. It would be fun, wouldn’t it? But I still wanna know a few things. All I was sayin’ is that you’re not what I expected after hearing so much about you, Anti.”

@antisepticeye-rp