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((hhhhhhhhhhhhh so like i’m not sure how long its been but long story short i was locked out of my account and by a random act of chance today guessed my password i had forgotten and now im back i guess??? But yeah im sure yall moved on and thought i was dead and i dunno if im gonna open the RP back up just yet but YES IM ALIVE.))
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So like I’ve dropped out of Villainous a bit and kinda neglected this but I do wan’t to get back into this so if anyone’s still following me, I’m going on a family trip tomorrow for 2 weeks, when I get back I’m gonna get my life together with schooling, a job, learning to drive etc and I’ll also make an effort to revive this blog as a side project and put my best foot forward to pay more attention to it and to do more art like I wanted to and make this sorta an ask-blog and rp blog as it was intended to be. Will also try to keep my White Hat blog going as well. So yeah not abandoned and with the news of the pilot I’ll just end up getting back into villainous more. Stay tuned! :)
sorry for random hiatus again i cant get my shit together lol
devilakemihomura
The girl was relieved that the bear seemed to have all the ingredients he needed for her meal. Quickly the animal searched for the ingredients he needed for the meal and packed them aside.
Then he seemed to come up with other ingredients. Apparently he would also prepare the food for the other residents. What a hardworking animal the bear was after all. Homura felt a bit useless as she just stood there and did nothing.
“Hey, big guy, would it be alright if I could help you maybe? I feeling so useless if I’m just standing around here” She asked the big blue bear.
He apparently had all the necessary ingredients together, nothing extraordinary except for oje ingredient a small bottle which apparently contained poison. This was not usually an ingredient to be included in any meal, unless you wanted to kill someone.
Homura couldn’t imagine that the bear was going to kill someone, he looked far too innocent, but no one should judge so quickly.
“Please don’t misunderstand me, but usually you don’t use poison for cooking, I think it would be best if you put it away before you accidentally poison someone” the girl said.
She couldn’t know that the bear needed the poison for Black Hat’s meal and that he had no intention of poisoning anyone.
The bear seemed to cook more often, as practiced as he was with the cooking utensils despite his large paws. That surprised Homura a little bit. Maybe he knew what he was doing and the poison was not that toxic?
5.0.5 turned to her when she offered to help, he smiled and nodded, making delighted growls as he quickly took out a cook book and pointed out the recipe for the other meals so she could understand and follow what to do. He kept focused on handling the meal with the poison though.
He seemed a bit shocked that she thought he could potentially kill someone with the poison. 5.0.5 knew that it was dangerous but he’d made this meal so many times now he didn’t fear the poison. Instead he just shook his head when she asked him to put it away, and just uncorked the bottle, a puff of green toxic smoke leaving it. As he pour it, it sizzled away on the meal, of which he found satisfactory and then re plugged the bottle and put it away.
He was defiantly set on serving that to someone, though he acted to casually about it, because it was a common practice. One he was forced to learn how to perfect or else he’d be punished until he got it right. He set the meal aside to cook and then looked back to Homura, to see if she needed any help with what she was preparing.
((I’d like to apologize for slow replies, ive just been having an off week. I’m not happy with my effort either.))
Flug kept fiddling with the hand, poking at it, testing to see if the joints would resist or give. Since it was a fresh wound, there wasn’t too much of a change- he’d have to wait a bit for rigor mortis to set in. Black hat’s voice soon snapped him out of it.
“Oh, s-sir, I don’t know if I can do that, n-not just yet. I haven’t killed anyone before! Even this was a big step for me!”
Black Hat laughed. “You’ll get used to it, eventually. But... You’ve done enough for now.” He walked back over towards the caged captive, grinning as the hero tried to back up away from him but having no where to go. “Y’know, it’s fully possible for someone to live without a hand, or both should the case arise.” He looked back towards Flug. “Perhaps we don’t dispose of this one just yet, maybe we can keep him as a test subject for future products, hm?”
devilakemihomura
Homura was so absorbed in her grief that she didn’t notice how the big blue bear was slowly stepping to her. After all, it was hard not to see how distressed the young girl was. In her situation you couldn’t blame her. Homura was deepened still in grief, thinking of their beloved friend. She didn’t notice the bear trying to hug her in a big cuddly bear hug.
She looked at him in surprise and blinked briefly. Now she was back to reality. A small smile formed on her lips, grateful that the animal cared for her. The bear apparently tried to comfort her, even if the girl couldn’t understand him. She was still thankful for what he did. “Thank you. You know, you remind me of my best friend. She’s also just as lovable, friendly and always worries about others before thinking of herself. I miss her just so much. I just wish I could home immediately but that’s just not possible, but I’m grateful that at least I have someone like you here” she said, nestling into his warm, soft fur.
This hug did making her feel well and the grief that had built up in her gradually disappeared. The bear could really give excellent hugs. After the two have separated again, the animal seemed to signal her that she should follow him. The girl nodded to him. Although she did not know where he would take her. She trusted the animal and followed him.
The Bear lead the way back through the confusing hallways of the manor. He stopped occasionally to make sure the girl didn’t loose her way. While walking he was thinking of what dishes he could cook up for her to make her feel better, what kinda food did she like? Maybe seeing the kitchen would drop the hint and she would tell him. Speaking of which, they arrived to a large dining room, it was just as well decorated as the rest of the house, more odd photos of Black Hat lining the walls with a few artifacts and trinkets, and in the middle of it a large dining table, something that seemed unreasonably large for the number or residents within the manor. That would explain why the table was only ever set for 4 seats near the far end.
5.0.5 noticed the large grandfather clock that stood at one side of the room, the time on it was getting close to supper time. He’d have to make meals for the whole manor per-usual now anyway, so their timing for showing up couldn’t of been more perfect. Of course he’d take care of Homura first. He lead her into the kitchen which was through a small archway in the back of the room. This kitchen looked a bit more run down than a modern kitchen, still left in the Victorian era aside from some of the appliances being updated, in unnatural ways, such as a more robotic fridge, an automatic stove, etc. Luckily, the food seemed normal. 5.0.5 turned to Homura now that they were in the kitchen, making a gesture to it and seeing if she’d like something specific to eat.
The bear was really helpful in making the effort to show Homura the path through the confusing mansion. He even stopped briefly from time to time so the girl could keep up to him. But that was not a problem for her, after all, she had enough stamina.
It was not long before they reached the dining room. The room, like all the other rooms, was furnished quite splendidly. Of course you could not overlook the many paintings of Black Hat. And annoyed, the girl grimaced. The house owner was really in love with himself or did the many paintings have a different function? Anyway, Homura doesn’t really care at the moment. The large dining table seemed out of place, considering the fact that only a few people lived in the house.
Homura’s eyes also fell on the grandfather clock. Apparently they had chosen a good timing because it was almost time for supper. Surely she would soon meet the rest of the people who lived in this villa. But first the big blue bear led her towards the kitchen.
Once there, Homura discovered that it was a lot more modern than the rest of the house. Compared to other kitchens still quite old-fashioned, but you could definitely cook quite well there. The young girl looked around and wondered what to ask the bear, who apparently wanted to make something for her to eat first.
The black-haired thought for a moment before giving the animal an answer. “I would be very happy if you could prepare some chicken for me as a side dish with cooked rice and some vegetables, of course only if it doesn’t cause any trouble” the girl said friendly and was curious if the blue bear could fulfill her request.
The bear nodded and then quickly went rummaging through the kitchen to gather all the supplies he’d need for her meal. He took out a portion of chicken as well as the vegetables and rice she requested. He set it aside. Then he went looking for more supplies. Steak and some potatoes, ingredients for a salad and a sandwich, etc. It seems he was making multiple meals, though this seemed normal for him. Something that may have come across as a bit odd to Homura though, was the inclusion of a bottle of poison with the ingredients.
The bear wasn’t planning on harming her though, he only used the poison when preparing only one of the other dishes. It was a meal a bit more on the fancy side, a large roast with some more veggies such as turnip and and yams... Even though he wasn’t intending to poison Homura’s food, who’s meal could he possibly be tampering with? Should something be said? The bear continued on, humming away to himself happily as he started to cook all the food and prepare the meals, soon they would be done, just in time for supper.
avioniic
He hated to admit it, but he was actually sad that the corpse was out of view before he could get a decent look at it. Check it for any deformities of diseases. His pout was completely obscured by his bag though.
He had jumped when Black Hat pierced it, but now just stared at the bloody marks. Of course he was going to have to clean it, but he didn’t see many supplies, and didn’t want to ask Black Hat for anything further today, at risk of being too demanding.
“Understood sir, I’ll find some way to clean this up, and start drafting ideas. A-and anything else you order.”
“Excellent!” Black Hat smiled, Flug finally obeying his orders pleased him. “Now then, I’m not exactly sure what, but I need a product to sell to villains. A weapon, a device, something to help them with their pathetic attempts to deal with pesky heroes. Something that’s marketable too, something you can mass produce. Do you have any suggestions?”
“It should be done, sir.” He trembled a bit, knowing if this failed he’d be in for it. He starts up the blade, this time it glowed with green electricity rather than yellow. He slowly pressed it to the captive’s flesh.
It electrocuted him immediately, his whole body spasming. Despite the tremors Flug was able to make a clean cut with the blade, and he ended up completely slicing off the captive’s hand.
He started to get distracted by the severed appendage.
Black Hat Observed Flug as he used the blade. He smiled slightly as the captive screamed in pain and had his hand removed. “Well done!” Black Hat exclaimed, approaching Flug now to take a better look at the blade. “It appears to have worked out perfectly! Figure out how to mass produce these and I can start selling them right away!” Black Hat noticed that Flug didn’t seem to be paying attention to him, instead he watched the scientist fiddle with the now separate hand. He positioned himself behind Flug to put a hand on both his shoulders, and then leaned in next to him, intending to scare him again. “Fascinated, are we?” Black Hat questioned with a toothy grin. “It’s interesting how you mortals all react and behave differently to these sorts of things. That hero’s still alive over there, you’re welcome to put him out of his misery if you want.”
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jfc this is the darkest au I think I’ve ever helped create. Bad end au, very fucking bad
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it is very, very bad indeed. So dark... It’s great honestly. >:3c
avioniic
He hated to admit it, but he was actually sad that the corpse was out of view before he could get a decent look at it. Check it for any deformities of diseases. His pout was completely obscured by his bag though.
He had jumped when Black Hat pierced it, but now just stared at the bloody marks. Of course he was going to have to clean it, but he didn’t see many supplies, and didn’t want to ask Black Hat for anything further today, at risk of being too demanding.
“Understood sir, I’ll find some way to clean this up, and start drafting ideas. A-and anything else you order.”
“Excellent!” Black Hat smiled, Flug finally obeying his orders pleased him. “Now then, I’m not exactly sure what, but I need a product to sell to villains. A weapon, a device, something to help them with their pathetic attempts to deal with pesky heroes. Something that’s marketable too, something you can mass produce. Do you have any suggestions?”
“It, wouldn’t be good at all sir! It would give the company a bad name and cause severe loss in profit- I’ll fix it!”
It’s easy to reassemble, but the more difficult part was swapping the plasma battery. The second most promising option would be to use a crystal that acts as a conductor, such as a diamond, but that was far too expensive. A regular battery could cause damage to the weilder. He thought long and hard about how he could possibly fix it.
He eventually opted for a far more risky atomic battery. After completing the modifications, the blade worked as it should. He sighed in relief.
“Is it completed?” Black Hat asked, not looking up for a Newspaper he got from somewhere unknown, as well as the chair he was sitting in, he had taken it upon himself to make sure the hero didn’t escape while he waited for flug to finish fixing the prototype.
He then gave the cage next to him a push causing it to slide across the room floor, startling the hero inside. It stopped right before crashing into Flug. “You better hope it’s fixed this time, or else I’ll have to find another scientist after all.” Black Hat looked out over the edge of the newspaper, glaring back at Flug, waiting for him to proceed with the 2nd test of the product now.
avioniic
He hated to admit it, but he was actually sad that the corpse was out of view before he could get a decent look at it. Check it for any deformities of diseases. His pout was completely obscured by his bag though.
He had jumped when Black Hat pierced it, but now just stared at the bloody marks. Of course he was going to have to clean it, but he didn’t see many supplies, and didn’t want to ask Black Hat for anything further today, at risk of being too demanding.
“Understood sir, I’ll find some way to clean this up, and start drafting ideas. A-and anything else you order.”
“Excellent!” Black Hat smiled, Flug finally obeying his orders pleased him. “Now then, I’m not exactly sure what, but I need a product to sell to villains. A weapon, a device, something to help them with their pathetic attempts to deal with pesky heroes. Something that’s marketable too, something you can mass produce. Do you have any suggestions?”
His frail body trembled slightly, both in fear and anticipation of using a live subject. He pulled the hero’s arm out through the bars, taking out his weapon. Though it was only a prototype, it looked just like a finished product. Flug’s machinery was always top-quality, but he could get careless if distracted. Like in this case.\
When he activated the blade and pressed it to the hero’s arm, the contact with blood plasma caused the charge to short circuit. The knife fell to pieces- he’d only tested it on a dummy before. He had no idea the two types of plasma would clash.
He stared in horror as his work fell apart and he turned to his boss, fear in his eyes. “I-it was a mistake! Please don’t punish me for this!”
Black Hat stood there, scowling at him. He glared at the Hero who recoiled with only a minor cut before the knife broke, and he then looked at the ruined pieces of the device on the ground, before bringing his gaze back to Flug, noticing already how the scientist was quivering.
“It seems you’ve overlooked a flaw in your design, Flug.” Black Hat sneered. “Tell me, how good will it look selling a bunch of products that merely fall apart once put to use?” He did not wait for Flug to respond. “Fix it.” He growled, though he did seem to be having some sort of patience, since he was allowing Flug to fix his mistake. That’s what prototypes are for anyway.
avioniic
He hated to admit it, but he was actually sad that the corpse was out of view before he could get a decent look at it. Check it for any deformities of diseases. His pout was completely obscured by his bag though.
He had jumped when Black Hat pierced it, but now just stared at the bloody marks. Of course he was going to have to clean it, but he didn’t see many supplies, and didn’t want to ask Black Hat for anything further today, at risk of being too demanding.
“Understood sir, I’ll find some way to clean this up, and start drafting ideas. A-and anything else you order.”
“Excellent!” Black Hat smiled, Flug finally obeying his orders pleased him. “Now then, I’m not exactly sure what, but I need a product to sell to villains. A weapon, a device, something to help them with their pathetic attempts to deal with pesky heroes. Something that’s marketable too, something you can mass produce. Do you have any suggestions?”
Flug had fallen asleep at his desk, due to the lack of a bed. The sudden slam startled him so much that he ended up raising, then lowering his head, banging his forehead against the table. This resulted in a whimper as he looked at Black Hat.
He noticed the handle was back, but it was likely locked. “It’s ready sir! It’s ready- I finished it! D-do you still have that hero to test it on?”
“The dead one? No. Why would I keep that around.” Black Hat rolled his eyes, but then smiled with a sinister grin. “However I figured you’d need one to test on, so what better than a live subject? Lucky for us a Hero decided to trespass last night to take revenge for my little “shopping spree.”.” Black Hat motioned and opened a connecting portal from an unknown location and dropped into the room a small cage with just enough room to contain the captive hero. He wasn’t the typically built superman like hero, instead this hero seemed to be a bit of a new guy who had heard the issues, and bitten off a bit more than he could chew thanks to a now deflated ego.
The hero cried and started to beg Flug for help and release, of course the pleads didn’t bother Black Hat, and even if Flug wanted to help the hero, he wouldn’t be allowed to. Black Hat simply stood there, waiting for Flug to proceed with the demonstration. “Well go on! I can’t sell a product unless I know it works!”
avioniic
He hated to admit it, but he was actually sad that the corpse was out of view before he could get a decent look at it. Check it for any deformities of diseases. His pout was completely obscured by his bag though.
He had jumped when Black Hat pierced it, but now just stared at the bloody marks. Of course he was going to have to clean it, but he didn’t see many supplies, and didn’t want to ask Black Hat for anything further today, at risk of being too demanding.
“Understood sir, I’ll find some way to clean this up, and start drafting ideas. A-and anything else you order.”
“Excellent!” Black Hat smiled, Flug finally obeying his orders pleased him. “Now then, I’m not exactly sure what, but I need a product to sell to villains. A weapon, a device, something to help them with their pathetic attempts to deal with pesky heroes. Something that’s marketable too, something you can mass produce. Do you have any suggestions?”
Flug took a few moments to brainstorm and think of ideas for devices.
“I believe an easy device to start out with would be some sort of blade, wether it be similar to a chainsaw or have properties such as being electrified. A heated blade would just close up the wounds immediately, but a charged one might have the effect of both a knife and a tazer.”
Black Hat’s grin widened as he envisioned the device that Flug described to him. “Hmm yesss… Lots of villains love to torture their enemies while trying to kill them, this provides an easy way to do both. FLUG!” Black Hat snapped at him. “I demand you start working on this device right away, I want a working prototype by tomorrow!”
The sudden snap made him flinch and quiver yet again, but he still responded with an obedient salute. It was a small habit from his days in the Air Force that would stay with him whenever he dealt with athourity.
“Yes sir!” Flug promptly responds, rushing to the bag to dig out the required equipment. He’d completed a working prototype by the next day, however, he’d soon learn that it wouldn’t quite make it past the demonstration.
Black Hat let himself into the laboratory the following day to check up on Flug’s progress. The door seemed to return to a normal, still imprisoning door but at least it was functional, not that Flug would get the chance to use it any time soon. Black Hat purposely let the door slam shut behind him, intending to alert the scientist of his presence.
“FLUG!” Black Hat called out. “Time’s up! You better have that prototype finished like I asked!”
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Black Hat wasn’t exactly sure what kind of dark magic had taken over him and had forced these ugly repressed emotions to the surface, but yet here he was feeling the need to tell about them anyway.
“People often ask me why I frown upon the idea of friends, expressing that even evil can get along with other evils… The truth is though, it’s simply hard to keep friends when you’re a timeless being. Not everyone I enjoy associating with are beings who will last thousands of years, a lot of them are just mere mortals. They barely reach 80 if I’m lucky. 100 years is a bonus.
I used to have lots of friends, they’d change, come and go… but eventually I just gave up. I grew tired of watching the graveyards fill with people I used to know. Not that it bothers me, mind you, but it just seems pointless, doesn’t it? To get attached to someone I’ll watch slowly die over time and then leave me?
Friends, are a waste of time. Quite literally. I’m better off spending time on more evil schemes than I am socializing with anyone. It’s better this way… it is…”
And just like that the Dark Magic dissipated, and Black Hat was now angry at himself for even confessing any of that. He hated to talk about trivial things regarding his past.
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We all have a chapter we don’t read aloud, use this to free that bottled up emotion.
