punch first

ask questions while punching. citta-alveare sector 004, apartment k-4

[geniussage]

He nodded along, smiling blissfully as she described the equipment. ❝They sound like shields.❞ It was worth noting how much wider his smile became after hearing her skepticism. ❝First off, I don’t have a mom.❞ Bring a hand of his above him, he swatted hers away.❝Uh, second, I’m really good at stuff.❞

[assaultnbattery-blog]

She considered apologizing for her insensitivity, but when he brushed off her comment with a grin, she stopped, smiling in response. ❝ Well, they’re less for protecting and more for kicking ass. ❞ Hands on her hips, Vi stared down at the mystery child, almost impressed by his confidence. ❝ What kind of ‘stuff’ are you good at, shorty? You must be one smart cookie if you think you can help me. ❞ 

[chxme]

Hanayo has had the same hairstyle for a long time now that she had been thinking about it. She no longer wears the glasses that she had worn for a while, but besides that she hasn’t changed her appearance much. For lives they mostly just changed their outfits besides that one time Honoka tried to change their vibe.. Punk rock was most definitely not their theme..

“..Would that hairstyle look alright on me?” 

[assaultnbattery-blog]

Vi found herself sizing up the teenage girl, examining her from head to toe. She had a mousy, docile look to her, and if she had more of a poetic mind, Vi would compare her to a doll. A cheeky grin made its way on her face; she’d always thought of herself as a role model, so maybe showing off her style to a cute kid like her wouldn’t be so bad.

❝ You never know until you try, right? ❞ She paused, placing her hand on her chin in thought. ❝ Heh, even a total nerd could look cool like me if they really wanted to. ❞

[scoobertpoopert]

THIS NEW VI SKIN SLAY MEEEEE

[quortknee-blog]

vi cooldown

[eyedolized]

      ❝ Well if that’s the case then really I’m left with no other options, hm? Help yourself—Take the whole bag even! It’s probably best I don’t finish these myself anyway. ❞

[assaultnbattery-blog]

❝ Haw, guess a kid like you should be watchin’ out for tummyaches, right? Thanks a bunch, pal. If everyone here’s as generous as you, maybe this ain’t so bad. ❞

[platonicmemes]

Which Pokémon would my muse be?

Hop into my askbox and tell me!

[shxriffwoody-deactivated2014071]

Anonymously tell me what you think of my character portrayal.

[geniussage]

Tilting his head to the side, he circled around the woman and stood before her with a frown. ❝Supposed to be? You mean it’s not helpful, right?❞ A humming could be heard from him before he continued. ❝What if I help you find something better? I’ve been here a long time!❞

[assaultnbattery-blog]

    ❝ Right. Normally I wear these huge metal gauntlets... ❞ What she wouldn’t give to be able to catch some baddies with them right now! ❝ I dunno if you can be much help, kid. I’m sure ya mean well, but I think you’re better off runnin’ on home to your mom. ❞ She patted his head, not exactly paying attention to how much she was messing up his hair.

[chxme]

@assaultnbattery

When she spotted the other the first thing she took note of was the other’s hair. It may seem strange for someone to notice that right away and stick in their mind, but she couldn’t help it. It reminded her of some singers that she has read about in magazines before she arrived in the city!

“..I don’t want to disturb you but.. I really like how you styled your hair..!”

[assaultnbattery-blog]

She was used to getting attention; Vi often garnered it, what with her unique appearance, and personality. It wasn’t all that new to her, and though she wouldn’t admit it to herself, at times, it did tend to get to her head. 

❝ Pfft, thanks, kid. ❞ She responded with pride. The girl herself, though young, looked quite adorable, reminding her of a cute, innocent puppy. ❝ Maybe when you’re older you can have hair like mine. ❞

[deathinfouracts]

Jhin breathed in a sample of the musty, unfamiliar air, and opened his eyes. To his disappointment, both granted him vision. A polite sigh ensued. Naturally, he wouldn’t be wearing his leatherwear out in a public he couldn’t place. Revealing too much right at the start makes it easier for others to follow his work. While the appreciation for his craft was flattering, he preferred the audience to wait patiently in their seats while the stage was being set. Despite wandering through one of the most dreary cities he had ever had the misfortune of being in, he did not find himself feeling disoriented. One of his self proclaimed good qualities was the ability to adapt to situations, no matter how troublesome they may be for him. He had been detained once before, and even that had come to a swift end. The key to finding his way in this dreadful locale was the same - patience. He perused the city streets, taking mental notes of any points of interest he found; anywhere that seemed like a sturdy vantage point specifically caught his eye. He was still largely unfamiliar with his surroundings, so he found it to be of the utmost importance to change that. The BB gun, tucked neatly out of sight on his person, felt like deadweight, and pressed heavily on Jhin’s mind. To tote around such a dirty, unkempt object felt like a disgrace. Artists of his caliber certainly do not hold out when it comes to the tools involved in their artistry. Suffice to say, Jhin could not imagine creating art with an object so low brow. Essentially, being in this tawdry city, much like the pathetic excuse of a weapon stored in his pants, was a very prickly thorn in his side.

He found himself carefully counting his steps, making up for the excess of rounds available in his amateur paintbrush by accentuating his stride every fourth time his foot met with the sidewalk. Focusing on the fourth step to distract himself from the missing limb of his that was his shoulder pack was an effort in vain. Without his proper equipment, Jhin felt raw, and, frankly, incomplete. Until he found the inspiration necessary to adapt his art style to his new locale, he would just have to further avoid the incurable itch that was slowly creeping up on him. 

[assaultnbattery-blog]

Familiarity was a little hard to come by in this place. Sure, the hustle and bustle was a lot like the busy and somewhat chaotic streets of Piltover, but most of it was a little too clean for Vi’s liking. It didn’t have the same heart, nor the same people she knew.

Everything was different, and she knew she had no choice but to adjust if she wanted to survive here.

She supposed that now was a good time to start. Leisurely strolls weren’t really her thing (she was more inclined towards parties or fun outings, or chasing after baddies), but if she stayed cooped up inside all day, she’d likely go mad.

The streets weren’t exactly warm and friendly, but they were as accommodating as any other city could be. Many an interesting person passed her by as she made her way down the block, some flashing her smiles, others shooting her dirty looks, to which she responded with a mocking wiggle of her tongue. At the very least, Vi had a feeling she wouldn’t be bored here.

Her thoughts were soon interrupted as she stumbled into a hobbling stranger who seemed more focused on staring at their feet than watching where they were going. Who the hell did this person think they were? The least they could do was apologize.

❝ Hey, pal, watch where you’re goin’— ❞ Vi’s face lit up with recognition as soon as she saw his face—well, the mask covering his face. An unmistakeable look that she wouldn’t soon forget, considering that she had seen it on a wanted list. 

❝ Wait... ❞ She paused, desperately digging in her head to find a name to place on the gangly-looking man. ❝ You’re that Jim guy! ❞ Without giving him time to speak up, she roughly grabbed his wrist; even without the authority she had back home, she wouldn’t let a chance to apprehend a criminal slip by. 

[geniussage]

✪ : @assaultnbattery·

Sneaking over to where he could better see a stranger’s hands, Genis pursed his lips at the unusual hand wear. ❝What’re those gloves for?❞ Even if he had read about gauntlets and other fighting gear, the boy hadn’t seen them worn in person before.

[assaultnbattery-blog]

     Huh? Who’s this kid? And where did he come from? Vi could’ve sworn he wasn’t around a few seconds ago.  ❝ Uh... they’re supposed to be for punching, ❞ She sighed, looking down at the pathetic wooden gloves adorning her hands.  ❝ But they’re pretty damn lame. Can’t even punch a hole in the wall with these! ❞

[eyedolized]

   ❝ My thoughts egg-sactly! What’s any good holiday without treats? And chocolates like these are much harder to ‘smash’ by mistake anyway, if you ask me.  ❞ 

    ❝Care to try one? ❞ 

[assaultnbattery-blog]

     ❝ Seriously? Free chocolate? Sweet! If you give me extra, maybe I’ll forgive ya for the dumb pun, boy scout. ❞

[eyedolized]

    ❝ My, how wasteful. Though while I never did understand why eggs are such a big deal on this holiday, you shouldn’t let such a minor mishap keep you from enjoying it, you know. Eggs or not, it’s all too sweet to pass up~! ❞ 

[assaultnbattery-blog]

     " Weeeeell, I’m not the best at handlin’ delicate things... that was pretty much the last time they put me in charge of egg decorating. But I like the way you think, kid. Chocolate’s way better! "

[assaultnbattery-blog]

     “ Easter, huh? The last time I tried to celebrate, I smashed a whole carton of eggs by accident... “

[assaultnbattery-blog]

   What kind of joke was this? Whatever it was, it really wasn’t all that funny, at least not to Vi. Or perhaps that in itself was funny? She did always consider herself a bit of a jokester, even in serious times... yet there was no humour in her heart as she held the wooden gloves in her clenched fist; the only thing she could feel at the moment was an overwhelming frustration. Frustration towards her situation, towards everything, but most especially, the fact that they had taken away her one biggest comfort. 

   Her hands felt too naked without her gauntlets, too bare. Sure, she had taken them off plenty of times before (after all, even she needed a break from punching foes in the face), but knowing that she couldn’t put them back on anymore hit her too hard. It was a feeling she hadn’t felt in many a year, a feeling of powerlessness, of weakness. Vi had trouble admitting it, even to herself, but she knew she was no longer in control. 

    She was half-tempted to punch a hole in the wall—half? No; she was so tempted, that before she even knew it, her fist had collided with the brick of whatever building in the street had the misfortune of being in her way. Even without her giant metallic gloves, she still had exceptional strength, but it was only enough to leave a slight dent in the wall. 

    It wasn’t satisfying, not in the slightest. She could keep going for minutes, hours, days, punching her way through with her own brute force, until her knuckles were scraped away of all their skin. 

[citta-alveare-deactivated201811]

pretty sure my reserve ran out but hopefully i can still apply!! sorry for the wait. here's vi from league of legends!

Welcome to the hive, Vi!

You will be housed in apartment k-4.

You will retain the ability to use vault breaker only twice per day. You will also be given a pair of wooden gauntlets.

Enjoy your stay!

– mod 『 』

[vgm-artistry-blog]

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