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im the bad guy {indie OC}

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    “Well, I guess I’m just a walking contradiction then, like you said.” he leaned back putting his hands up behind his head. “I also can’t help looking out for people. It’s just who I am..” he said quietly. “Sorry for assumin’. Just a habit of mine.” he said. When he flicked his cigarette it caught his eye and he watched it soar in the air a little ways away. Then he looked up at him after the brief moment of silence. He’d-.. woah, he actually said his name, huh? Interesting. One step closer. “The Sky, huh?” he said, looking up at the actual translation of Sora’s name.

      “…Suits you. You’re a kid with limitless possibilities. Just like the sky.”

[avolabit]

Sora let out a small sigh and glanced up at the clouds hung above their heads as well. If there was one thing in the world he loved most, it was the sky. It wasn't because of his name, he just found it a lot more interesting than the ground. He wanted to be up there and not down here. 

"I dunno why you keep talkin' like you know me so well." How the hell was he supposed to know if his possibilities were endless? "You sound like a fortune cookie." A boot kicked into the sidewalk, and in front of them the two accident victims settled their conflict and drove off and the money truck had taken his business elsewhere. The street was boring now.

    "N' stop callin' me kid. I'll be twenty next July.                             Besides how much older than me are you? You barely look a day over 20 yourself."

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“I can’t help it…” he shrugged lightly. “Because of my abilities I’m always emitting cold air around me. I don’t notice because it’s me.” he said. “It’s always been like that. I’m sorry about that too. I don’t know how to suppress that. Don’t think I can. My teachers never told me about nothin’ like that.” he said, ashing his cigarette onto the ground. He looked up as he spoke, “Yeah, I get it.. You’re just naturally blunt and snappy. S’okay.” he blinked, “I can be too. Obviously. And no, I don’t think everyone is. But I just assumed ‘cause of how snappy you were.” he said, lifting a hand to show slight confusion. 

   ”I also had a bigger hunch when you looked at me a few times. I caught brief glimpses of your eyes. You just..had that empty look in your eyes.” he’s not trying to be a dick, to be honest. He was just saying how he felt about it. “But just now, they seemed different than when I saw that loneliness in them. When I said they reminded me of ice, I didn’t mean in a cold, standoffish heart of ice asshole kinda way. My powers are ice based. I control any and all kinds of ice, snow, water, anything that can freeze. I create snow. So.. I just meant ice literally.” he threw his cigarette away after taking one last puff. “So..you’re welcome..”

[avolabit]

Wren was an enigma. He seemed to be pretty open minded and ready to talk his heart out, but the second you say one bad thing toward him he's insulting you and being just as much as an asshole as the next guy. Sora was the complete opposite. He was always pushing people away from the very first encounter. He never opened up, and he was always snappy.

What confused him the most was how he was being understanding of Sora's personality when only a few minutes ago he was calling him a whiny baby and telling him to 'calm his tits'. "You sure are contradicting..." He mumbled, flicking the cancer stick with his finger. "Look, guy, just because someone is lonely, it doesn't mean they want people to look out for them. Some people are like this because they want to be so you shouldn't just," He took in a short breath, "assume..." 

    That's it for the cigarette. He too tossed his away and watched as the money truck finally pulled up across the street. Albeit, he wasn't going after it anymore, so he just let the transaction go on without any trouble. 

"...m'Sora."      Oh look, he said his name.

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    Slowly walking over so as not to piss him off even more, he carefully sat down at the other end of the bench before reaching over and setting the cigarette down in his hand. Holding out his lighter next for him to light it, he looked over at him,  ”Sorry kid.” he said, with a light shrug as he looked over at the woman who was now sniffling and trying to compose herself from the accident. It wasn’t even that bad. Wren could totally fix the dent on his own, but he wasn’t feeling very neighborly today. “I ramble and spout insults when I don’t mean to. It’s my defense mechanism I guess. You did kinda tell me to fuck of or whatever when I came outside.” he said, looking at his own cigarette and twirling it around between his index and middle finger.

"You seem isolated to me, but thats just an observation. And unfortunately you got my company anyway. Why don’t you just accept it already? I said sorry yanno." With an inhale he looked over at him, catching a glimpse of his bright blue eyes. He found them to be quite fascinating. Beautiful even. "Your eyes remind me of ice." Thats nice. It’s a compliment, right?

[avolabit]

"Yeah because your energy is making me cold." Sora replies, taking the cigarette to his lips as soon as it's lit. He inhales and then a cloud of smoke leaves his nostrils when he sighs. "I tend to be blunt. When I want someone to back up, I say so." Which could be taken in both a bad way or a good way depending on how someone views straightforwardness. Obviously, Wren was the type of person that took it wrongly and went off on his own rants. What a pair they were...seriously.

"Do you look at every person sitting by themselves on a bench and assume they're lonely?" He takes another drag, longer and only releases his breath when he can feel his lungs burn. He coughed though, when he was suddenly complimented on his eyes. Well, he assumed it was an attempt to compliment him. He never really considered Ice to be a positive trait. Ice reminded him of the cold and normally someone pictured a 'cold' person being heartless and cruel. That wasn't someone one would normally compliment. Sora wasn't normally someone another person would appreciate. 

   "Uh...thanks?"

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     You don’t have to cry to be a cry baby, you know. He looked back at him. His death glare didn’t phase him one iota to be honest. “I talk a lot because you’re technically in my front yard.” He lifted a hand up and pointed his thumb behind him to the dumpy apartment building he was leaning up against. “I happen to live here, and you’re sitting on the bus bench in front of it. I’m just making conversation. And quit lookin’ at me like that. You’re being incredibly and indecently immature.” He knew he was just pissing him off with each word, honestly. “Quit your yappin’ yourself and you’d actually probably notice I’m making an effort to talk to you because you’re lonely. You know, nice people do things like that but apparently your scrawny teenager butt is too idiotic to notice.”

He pulled out his pack of cigarettes and lit one, shoving the smushed box back into his back pocket as he let out a puff of smoke in the form of tiny rings. “Turn off your mojo and take a deep breath, ya hear? M’not talkin’ to hear myself talk, I’m talkin’ because normally when someone is as isolated and cut off from the world as you are, they welcome company and small talk.” he said, glaring back just as hard. Unlike the douchebag in front of him, Wren had control of his abilities.

Taking another drag of his cigarette before flicking the ashes to the side. He thought about chucking a snowball at him, but with how obviously unstable his abilities were, he thought better and kept the idea to himself letting the missed opportunity of fun play on repeat inside his head. “Want a smoke?” he asked, crossing his arm underneath the other again, holding his cigarette up beside his face, while eyeballing the two bickery crash participants.

[avolabit]

"This is a bus stop. It's public property not your own." Sora manages to say through clenched teeth. This guy was just a jumbled mess of confusing statements, insults, and then attempts to get back on his good side in a very poor attempts to calm him down. At this rate, they'd be bickering for hours.

"I don't know what you're talking about. I'm not isolated." Finally, he stepped down from the bench, but only because he was sure his emotional state would end up bending the metal supports and breaking it all together. "Even if I am. What if I want to be? I never asked for a conversation. I never asked for your company."

But...    Sora sat back down after a few seconds and slouched a little, eyeing the building on the other side of the street. It was a bank. He was waiting for the truck that brought about the cash for transport because he was all about sabotage and needed entertainment for the day. He was uninterested now, however, because of the encounter just now. His mood had been brought down, up and then own again in all the wrong ways. A cigarette sounded like something he needed right now.

     "...sure." He held a hand out to take the offered smoke and finally just fell silent as he watched the fender bender ordeal finally play out to the end.

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     ”Well, then you aren’t a mutant, because those that are, don’t care about the name. People like me are quite content with having a species that isn’t necessarily human.” he said, looking up for a moment before turning his head back to look at the pity party sitting on the bench. “Hey, I might be an asshole like you, but at least I was raised with manners, unlike you.” he said, rolling his eyes. “For someone who’s all tough and callous like you, you sure seem to get touchy at the subject of loneliness.” 

He could tell. When he’d said that last bit, he knew the fender bender at the street corner was definitely this guy. “I can feel your energy like static electricity from a blanket fresh out of the dryer. Calm your fucking tits, cry baby.” he said, rolling his eyes. “You whine more than a pig on a farm. Want some cheese to go with it?” he asked. Oh man he was so full of puns today.

      "Are you, though? You sure don’t seem fine." Why does he care?

[avolabit]

"Figure that out all by yourself?" Sora can't help but hiss this quietly; uncaring if it's heard or not. He's watching the two people on the street bicker about their accident and exchange information. Poor guy must be so bewildered and curious as to why their car suddenly turned off. It would have made the boy laugh if he wasn't so irritated at the moment. This guy was so nosy and observant, and he seemed to have a habit of poking at obvious facts that really didn't need to be addressed. 

And who said he was being a fucking cry baby. He was far from crying. He hadn't cried since he was a kid. This guy just wouldn't keep his mouth shut.

Sora turned his head slightly to glance down at Wren, eyes filled with a silent rage that could be dangerous to many lives around them if he wasn't careful. 

   "And you sure talk a lot for someone who doesn't know a thing about me. How about you actually shut up for once and you'll probably hear the world around you and notice that I'm not whining. Or maybe I should just stop talking all together so you can listen to yourself talk a little more. Love your voice that much buddy?" 

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      “You’re the one who took offense to the word mutant. All that means is your genes are mutated, idiot.” he said. Well, the explanation was probably a lot more complex then that, but still, it was that more or less. “I didn’t say you had to care, you little brat.” he muttered. “Also last I checked, introducing yourself is a sign of respect and politeness. Man, you woke up on the wrong side of the fucking bed this morning, didn’t you?” he rolled his eyes before letting out a yawn.

"Didn’t your mama ever tell you to respect your elders?" he said, looking over at him. "It’s fine, whatever. Don’t really need to know your name. Probably never see your whiny little ass again. No wonder you’re alone." That’s not necessarily a bad thing, though. He was alone too.

[avolabit]

"Maybe to you, but to some people the word mutant is a definite insult." Sora spit, glaring daggers at the other male. He'd had to deal with 'freak' enough in his time. It hurt more because he hadn't been born the way he was. It was his stupid old man's fault for making him into something people were afraid of. One flick of the emotion, one spark of anger, and all the lights on the street could blow out and then he just gets even more pissed off. He's a hazard. Being called mutant only adds to the pressure.

"I don't see how showing respect and being polite out of nowhere comes in to this conversation. You act like an asshole and suddenly you wanna' be civilized?" Sora finally stands up, but he's still got his feet on the bench seat, and he shoved his hands in his pockets. "I don't need to be acquainted with anybody. Polite or not, I still don't really give a shit.

He could take a ton of insults and control his rage, but that last thing bit him like the dry ice this guy's heart must have been made out of. He didn't want to be alone no matter how much he said otherwise... 

    "Tch." His jaw clenched and through a surge of energy he couldn't quite control, a harmless malfunction of a vehicle caused a minor fender bender on the street right in front of them. Whoops. He doesn't fucking care. "I'm...fine." He just hopes 'Mom' isn't brought up again or else he's going to get real fucking upset.

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Lookingover to the stranger, he just blinked slowly at his response to his question. He honestly didn’t think the other would respond after all that. But to his surprise…”Human-..ish. You ever think of the possibility you’re a meta-human? Or even a mutant? ‘Cos that’s what I am.” he said. There was maybe two or three people nearby, but none in earshot honestly. Was this guy really waiting for a ride? Or did he just say that to get him to leave? Either way he wasn’t going to. Sometimes he made a few bucks by selling a couple of packs of cigarettes here. No way would he leave his prime business area.

"Names Wren Argon." he muttered lastly.

[avolabit]

Sora rolled his eyes but kept his gaze forward. He didn't like it when people tried to label him. Mutant sounded way too close to 'monster' or 'creature'. It was a title he didn't like much at all. Sure he was a disappointment of a son as well a failed experiment, but he didn't want to be called a mutant. 

     "Like I care." He mumbled, obviously irritable now that the 'mutant' thing had been brought up. Before he was just being obnoxious, now he's actually upset. "You think you can insult me and then just introduce yourself thinking I'll do the same? I've got news for you pal, I don't share my name with just anyone."

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    Closing his eyes, he crossed one leg over the other, “Why do you have to stay on the bench? Waiting for someone?” He ignored the comment about his mom. He didn’t care. Hell, he didn’t even have one anymore. Mom’s were a touchy subject once he got going on them. So dropping the subject was probably a good plan. “What are you? I think I’ll call you Sponge from now on… Maybe Loudmouth Sponge.” 

       If you couldn’t tell, he isn’t moving.

[avolabit]

Because of the obvious intentions this dumbass held, Sora made himself busy with scooting to the far side of the bench as far away as he could. But he staid put, royal baby blue eyes staring forward to the building across the street. "Yeah I'm waiting for someone. They're gonna pull up over there within the hour. So fuck you, get outta' here." He rested his hands on his knees considering he was sitting with his legs up and feet planted on the bench seat.

    "I'm human....ish. There really isnt anything to call me. That's that."

[avolabit]

What the fuck:

      Crossing his arms and leaning against the wall, he shrugged a bit, “Dissing your mother? I don’t even know who she is. Why would I do that? You do know that ‘son of a bitch’ is just an expression, right? If I actually wanted to diss your mother I would do it properly. But I won’t.” Pester? He’s the one yelling! “You…can see the energy of my abilities? Interesting.” he rose his brows some. “Well, I’m not moving. I rather like it here.”

"I don't care if it's just an expression; You just called me an S.O.B. that means you called my Mom a Bitch. You don't diss on my Mom, you asshole." Man, he sure knew how to pick fights didn't he? Out of nowhere and he's being a total hypocrite. 

     "Tch--I never said you had to move from the entire fucking area, but you sure as hell better get away from me. I was here first." He's propped up on a bench right beside him where he leaned against the building. "I'm an energy sponge, y'know? I can't just see the energy, my body's trying to steal it and I don't want it!"

[avolabit]

   "Where the hell did you all come from?"

[ukiinas]

…To be needed by someone, that is my greatest wish.

Gilbert Nightray (via boxcchan)

[avolabit]

high school au. where muse a and muse b are enemies but they fuck inside the janitor’s closet every fucking time they’re alone, although when they’re with other people, they bite each other’s head off.

[avolabit]

Nadya:

  Oh, as much as she wanted to laugh her ass off, she had to keep a straight face so Sora would believe whatever the hell she said.

     "Yeah it’s as fuckin’ simple as that! Even a dumbass like ya self can do it.” She replied blunty, tone still serious-sounding. “’A da la buci’ means ‘I seek y’forgiveness.’ If y’just yell that out as long as y’can, ya oughta be fine!”

  Yes, he’d be just fine. His soul would be ‘saved!’ …From bad luck, anyways. She couldn’t promise him that he wouldn’t be beaten alive by the many people around who understood the Romanian language. Not that she cared; she’d have a good fuckin’ laugh.

       “Y’think you can handle it?”

He would have blurted out something along the lines of 'I'm not dumb', but that would have been a lie since he was in fact stupid and he did indeed know it. He just didn't like to hear it.

Although, he couldn't help but think that this was something that would come around and bite him on the ass.     But--...if this would prevent him from dying too soon in his great and awesome life, then he'd do it.

Sora used his knee for leverage to push himself back up onto two feet and stand before her.

    "Of course I can fucking handle it. Who the hell do you think I am?" But he's already forgotten what he has to do besides the chanting part. So, the Ruler wannabe has already started trying to remember by rolling his eyes up in thought and having his tongue stuck out over his bottom lip. He's too stubborn to ask.

[avolabit]

Perfect:

    Leaning back, he groaned. "Dude, shut up.." he mumbled, as he went on and on about how cool ruling the world would be. "You'd need so many more people behind you to rule the damn world. And besides, someone would probably kill you somehow before you even succeeded. Come on." he sighed, "And woah woah woah. Just 'cause I can shift into a cat, don't mean all I eat is fucking cat food. Seriously? Look at me. I prefer pizza, thanks."

"People have tried to kill me plenty of times. It's not that easy to get rid of me." His powers served to be helpful when he was in a pinch. Even if it was just an EMP, there was so much he could do with it other than shut a few phones or lights off.

"Fine, fine, fine. I'll get you the best pizza in town. Always. We'll become their favorite costumers." He just really wanted to have a cool talking cat to call his own.

[avolabit]

Perfect:

    "I don't really give two shits about taking over the world. And I wasn't created, numbskull, I was born this way..." But.. He did need someone to guide...It was like, in his DNA that he was destined to be with someone, be it a week, or for life. Preferably witches. But this guy smelled different, and wasn't completely human.           "What does being yours entail? Do I get fed?"

"Why wouldn't you give two shits about ruling the world!? Isn't that what everyone dreams of doing one day?" Sora turned away to go off on a tangent about how great it would be to have everyone bow down at your feet, but the cat's inquiries pulled him back down to Earth.

"Being mine means you get all the benefits of ruling the world just like me and, and, I will feed you only the best quality of cat food, and you can help me pull of my heists!"     So pretty much not a lot is in store for him.

[cosmicwizdom]

[avolabit]

Perfect:

     Shit. Shit! Abort fucking mission! He didn't see this coming at all!         "Oh hell no!"

    Quickly, he shifted back into his human form, and scooted back on his hands and feet,  "Put me down you fuckin' weirdo! I don't know you well enough for you to put your grubby hands all over me!"

He even turns into a human!?? Sora's eyes couldn't get any brighter! It was like he found the second coming of Jesus or some shit. If that guy even existed. 

    "No no, it's okay I'm nice!" Yeah fucking right. "What heavenly scientist created you? You're so perfect, I--Please, you have to be mine! Help me take over the world!"