Black Onslaught

[futohime]

What's Shakin' Bacon {closed}

[futohime]

He turns, glares, and for a moment Futo’s intimidated. Only a moment, however, as the girl’s just too thick-headed to realize fear when she should. ‘Short Little Shit’ doesn’t do much but make her laugh heartily, taking a few steps closer in attempt to inspect what he was making. Ah, what a character this guy was!

“So, so, so! What doth be on today’s menu, eh?”

“Thou art the hired help in this establishment, are ye not?” A head tilts, this short little shit has to crane her neck in some uncomfortable ways to meet his eye. Lord, he is tall, and he is huge.

 ”I say, so far the food has been sub-par for mine refined palette… Mayhaps utilizing more, erm, traditional-style cooking would be best, mm? Fu fu.”

Being rather high up in social status of her old time, Futo seemed to have no problem talking like this to someone she found in the kitchen. Automatically assuming he was a cook, she felt this was completely normal non-threatening conversation…

[bloodkainidea]

Seeing the girl unfazed by his insult, Ragna himself was taken back a bit. Was she just that fearless? Or was she just too dense? Before he had more time to consider, she was already approaching him and asking questions before he could insult her again. Yeah, seemed like she was just dense.

"Hired help? I don't think anyone has worked here in a long time. And what I'm makin' is none of your damn business, you little twerp!" He put his hand right on her face and pushed her away from the food he was making. It wasn't anything special, really. Just some curry he felt like making. What was with the way this girl talked? It was getting on his nerves.

"Now can you get the hell out of here, kid? I don't need little kids ruining my food." Ragna had dealt with annoying kids before, but he never really got used to it. 

[futohime]

What's Shakin' Bacon {closed}

The food of the cafeteria was sub-par, at best. Luckily being a Taoist hermit lent Futo the benefit of not having to eat much, but the satisfaction of a good meal and feeling full was something she missed from time to time. And so explained why this place was ‘graced’ with her presence this fine day, waltzing on in through the cafeteria and back into the kitchen. It was empty mostly, aside from a few scattered students here and there. Figures, as it wasn’t exactly lunch nor dinner.

An enticing aroma hits the shikaisen’s nose, captivating her into a dizzy spell that beckons her to follow its scent. It smells absolutely scrumptious, but oh-so-strange… like nothing she’s ever been privy to experience before.

She must know what it is.

Thus, Futo moves to the kitchen — hearing someone move around and clank pots, she barges right in to see possibly the biggest man she’s ever seen in her life. She waits a moment before proudly putting her hands on her hips to address him.

“Hoh, I say! What prickling promise of deliciousness be knocking at my senses today, slave?”

[bloodkainidea]

Ragna was just going about his day and making his meal for dinner. He preferred to make him own meal as the cafeteria food was...sub-par. Even by his standard. Plus he liked cooking anyways, so it didn't bother him at all to do so. Making his way to the kitchen with his arms full of groceries, Ragna found an open part of the kitchen and got to work cooking. He had always liked cooking and getting to eat what he made at the end was even better.

Going about his way and cooking his meal, Ragna sensed someone walk into the kitchen. Figuring they were just getting something or coming to cook something, he ignored them and continued to cook. That is, until they opened their big mouth.

The words that come from the small girls mouth behind him made him stop cold. Who the hell would just barge in here and say something like that to someone? It reminded him of a certain vampire...and that pissed him off. Stopping what he was doing, Ragna turned and looked down on the girl behind him with glaring eyes.

"What the hell did you just call me you short little shit?" He didn't care that this girl looked like a little girl, no one calls him a "slave" and gets away with it. 

[bloodkainidea]

first encounter ll ragna & hirato

Ragna decided to walk on the beach, not really sure of what else to do. He had his power back, but he hadn't really gotten a chance to use it. He took a quick look around, making sure no one was in the immediate vicinity. He then started to punch out at the air with his right arm, using his Azure Grimoire to make sure it still worked properly.

Darkness enveloped his right arm with every punch, taking the form of sometimes a beast-like claw or the head of a beast, depending on the form of attack he wish to do. To anyone watching, it'd seem very bizarre and possibly terrifying to see this sort of thing happening. 

Finishing his practice, he felt confident that it was working well, if a bit weaker than normal. He could still use it to fight and be a most formidable opponent, though. As he was thinking this to himself, he noticed a man from the corner of his eye.

"Hey! You weren't watching just now, were you! That's weird!" Ragna slightly overreacted, he was just very surprised that he hadn't noticed someone earlier.

[bloodkainidea]

we meet again ll ragna & aladdin

After gaining the use of his right arm back after the event, Ragna noticed something that he had completely forgotten about in all the excitement. He hadn't eaten in a few days, and his stomach let out the biggest growl he's heard in...well, ever. Making his way to the market, he picked up various ingredients for cooking a meal big enough to satisfy his hunger. On his way out he spotted a watermelon, a big one. He decided to grab it because it seems like a good dessert. 

Making his way to the cabin, his arms almost overflowing with groceries, he put them all down in the kitchen and got to work. He wasn't sure what he was going to make, so he just went with an old fashioned curry dinner. As he was cooking, he noticed someone walk in out of the corner of his eye, but they were so small he just barely noticed. It was the kid from the event, Aladdin. 

"Oh, hey kid. What're you doing here? Did you come for free food? Cause if you did, I guess I can give you some. Not like I paid for it or anything." He said this while only glancing over to Aladdin, returning to focus on the food again. 

[bloodkainidea]

alright time to work on those starters 

[bloodkainidea]

haha i won ll ragna & killua

Walking back from the well with his Azure Grimoire now in working condition, Ragna felt better than he had since he got to this damn island. Finally able to use his right arm and eye would make life much, much easier, and make him better able to kick ass. He had a few people in mind that he wanted to teach a lesson now that he had the power to, but something caught his eye before he made his way to them. 

White hair, small stature. He looked familiar....oh, that was it. He had been on Ragna's team before the team swap. What was his name? Killua? Either way, he decided to go and greet him since Ragna was in such a good mood. As he came closer, he raised his right arm and shouted out to him.

"Hey, kid! Been a while since I saw you, hasn't it?" Ragna was being uncharacteristically friendly because of his good mood, going as far as to actually smile at the kid in front of him.  

[bloodkainidea]

After hearing the bear's announcement, Ragna guessed he might as well try out the well in the garden. Gripping his coin tightly in his one good hand, he approached the well and stared at it for a few seconds, wondering if it would actually work. 

As he flipped the coin he wished he could use his Azure Grimoire again so he could actually use his right arm and eye. He heard the coin make contact with the water, then nothing for a few moments. Slowly, he regained feeling in his right arm and was able to tentatively open his right eye.

"It's about damn time." Was all he said as he walked away from the well, satisfied with his returned power. 

[bloodkainidea]

want ragna to interact with more people so like for a starter, gonna cap at 3 probs (they probs wont be too good but message me if u want smthn specific)

[cabbageconsumingdetective-deact]

Word really did travel fast. But Adachi, the Ace Detective, worked even faster than word traveled.

"I’ve come to the conclusion that the newest victim was murdered…by a student! Furthermore, the killer probably did it in the movie theatre!"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kBBn-02CnK0

[ravenavenger-blog]

And in the background, you can hear Team 2 cheering with joy.

[bloodkainidea]

W-Wait, the guy that betrayed him during the event was dead?! I mean sure the guy was an asshole, but he didn't deserve to die!

[bloodkainidea]

His team won...but for some reason the victory didn't feel satisfying at all. 

[tinymanwithflute]

     Green was dead, he knew by the way he fell to the floor and how the stranger, Ragna, had reacted to Robert standing over his body. The fight was more than enough to convince him that his ‘savior' had nothing left but a lifeless corpse, and Robert had been the one to deal the final blow. Aladdin would flinch, but it seemed he had already lost control of his body, only able to watch hopelessly as Robert fought with the man who looked as if he had a height advantage over him.

    He hated when his age was used as an excuse. No one here had the right at all to be called a child, not even he. Everything goes by so fast, and it left him dizzy and nauseous yet again. So… she did try to come, but he had stopped her… He could only hope that she was okay. Aladdin tried to speak, tried to do something with his body, a small nod, just something. But instead only a noise in his throat came up, and he looked around for Robert in clear panic. He felt like he was going to get sick again, but this time it felt different.

     Where was Robert? He needed him now.

[monsterums]

✘ { Once again, he’s insulted, but the blond opts to focus on both his goal and also flexing his fingers in attempts to bring feeling back quicker to the limp limb at his side. It’s slow, and gradual, but at least it’s not completely useless….the last thing he needed was a dead arm. His own fault for being slow, but he could deal with that properly after.

Robert merely watches at first, eyeing the taller as he finally put his weapon away and walks towards the boy on the ground,  examining and speaking. Somewhat comforting words, promises, honestly…how sentimental. It did work out in his favor, naturally, but that didn’t mean it warmed his heart to hear such things. In fact, he doubted it nearly completely. Say goodbye, because she didn’t try harder to get here. Was his life more important than her own?

Most likely not. Humans were like that.

Finally, there are brisk footsteps as he walks over, straight and stable despite the gash at his side. More important things to deal with right now. Besides, he’d be a failure of a Celestial, failure to his father if this was all it took to get him off his game. He was better than that. A soft noise as he kneels down and properly gets a glance at the other’s condition, remember the look, and finally do what the other wants him to do. His smile is only gone merely because of the complications, not out of concern as may some hope.

Reaching out, there only being a momentary pause from the sharp stab of pain that radiated from his shoulder at the action, he moved to slide his arms under his tiny teammate and pick him up bridal style.

If he was going to die, he might as well benefit them. }

[bloodkainidea]

Receiving no response from the kid sitting in front of him, Ragna shook his head and stood up, shooting a glare at the blonde approaching them. Ragna didn't care what they did anymore, he assumed that Robert wouldn't try to do anything to the kid that was too violent. Stepping back as the blonde picked up the kid in his arms, Ragna knew it wouldn't matter what he did by now. There was nothing in this world that could save that kid now.

"Hey, blondy. Take the kid and get out of here already, before I decide to actually kill you this time." He spoke to Robert whilst still clutching his side with his good arm. Even with the makeshift bandages it was still bleeding quite a bit, so he was putting pressure on it to slow the bleeding as much as he could. At least the pain from the cut distracted him from the guilt he felt about this whole incident. Maybe he should have stopped the plan to kidnap Aladdin. Maybe these kids didn't have to die. 

But there was no point in despairing too much about it, there was nothing he could do now. As dampened as his spirit was, he wouldn't let it show to anyone but himself. He couldn't let anyone see his true emotions. He had to keep up his front of being rude and sardonic to everyone he meets because of the path he walks- one of revenge. 

Ragna walked out of the mirror house ahead of the blonde, eager to leave the grim scene in the building. He would come back later to properly dispose of his teammates body...but for now, he couldn't stand the sight of that place anymore.

[monsterums]

✘ { The blade sinks in, and for a moment he believes it’ll give him a couple moments, seconds of shock to make another move, but the older man is like a rabid animal, unfeeling and uncaring about whatever injuries he may obtain while charging forward with intent to kill. Robert doesn’t doubt his own physical prowess, but Ranma, Pick, or even Kurogane would be highly useful at this moment.

It’s that moment of not expecting no reaction and pulling the weapon out a second too slow that ends badly. He sees it coming, and moves back just in time to avoid a solid knee to the stomach, but the pipe is what he’s unable to dodge. He’s spared a brutal concussion or at least a head injury, but the metal does end up slamming right into his shoulder. }

Gah—

✘ { The first real verbal acknowledgement of pain, and he has good reason; he’s durable, but the other’s strength is on par with his, possibly a fraction greater, and he wasn’t going easy with that swing. He’s sturdy, durable, but not immune to pain. His entire arm goes dead for a few seconds, limp and numb as he hastily retreats back a few feet to get some distance between them. The hand still holding his weapon moves to press against his bleeding side, blood pushing through his fingers as he simply stares with narrowed eyes. Not the worst injuries he’s gotten, but it’s not a walk in the park.

—And then he remembers, what he came here for, and his eyes slide to the child who’s been witnessing the brawl since it started. Smirk, a bit more toothy this time, slides across Robert’s face as he does his best to get a word in before the other launches himself towards him. If he fails, he’s ready to at least move out of the way. }

Hah…I didn’t know you liked traumatizing children.

[bloodkainidea]

The pole connecting, feeling the solid impact and metal against bone was the confirmation that Ragna had hit his target. As Robert retreats, Ragna readies for another charge. Until he sees the little boy slumped against the wall. It was the first time Ragna had actually remembered that they had this little boy hostage and that he was here the whole time, his rage had taken over his mind and made him see nothing but red. 

The rage simmered down enough for Ragna to get a grip on his emotions and come back into control of himself again. Along with control of his emotions also comes the pain he had been ignoring. Ow ow ow ow! Fuck, that hurt! He didn't have time to bandage it now, with his enemy still in front of him. Although he had a feeling he didn't wish to fight anymore either. 

"Shut the hell up, asshole. Who's the one who killed someone in front of the kid? Stop talking shit and let's check on him, alright?" He cautiously sheathed his pole, using his one good arm to quickly tear off another piece of his enormous pants to use as a makeshift bandage for his wound. 

Walking over to where Aladdin lay on the floor, Ragna crouched down next to him and inspected him up close. He...didn't look good. Especially that makeshift splint he has. Ragna doubted he'd even last much longer. Remembering the promise he made to the girl at the edge of the base, Ragna proceeded to talk to Aladdin.

"Hey, kid. Pay attention for a second. There was this girl outside of the base who tried getting in, said she all she wanted to do was see you. Of course, being the dumbass I am, I stopped her. But I promised her that I'd tell you that...she said goodbye." He turned his head and stood up, looking at Robert. He could do what he wanted now, the kid wasn't going to be here long anyways.

[monsterums]

✘ { Satisfying.

It’s that way at first, seeing and feeling sharpness cut through flesh and muscle and spraying blood over him again. As he’d said, the guy deserved it, and he’d had it coming for a long time with a mouth like that. He’d give him a bit of credit for going down insulting him, even going as far as to spit at him, but he’d barely had time to raise a sleeve to wipe the offending liquid off before he was greeted with more company.

Turning with his lips in a thin line, he regarded the former teammate with nothing but blankness, the title on his mind being annoyance. More insults, more rage, and all the blond could do was allow his fingers to tighten around the still-dripping weapon in his grasp before the older was moving.

Shit— he was fast, and so was Robert, but not fast enough. With a quick dash to the sid, he avoided a severe injury, luckily, but there was still the tearing of flesh and splatter of red from the force as it tore at his side rather than go straight through him. A pained grit of the teeth, and he quickly regains balance before twisting and stabbing the glass in his hands towards the other’s side in retaliation. Damned if he wasn’t going to pay him back before moving on. }

[bloodkainidea]

As consumed by rage as Ragna was, his only focus was on trying to slaughter Robert and paint the walls with his blood. When Ragna's stab drew blood, it sprayed out in the direction of Ragna. The crimson blood landed and soaked into his hair, heavily contrasting the snow white color. But this didn't faze him in the slightest. Turning to continue his offense, he noticed that Robert was making a counterattck- a stab to his midsection. If he had be thinking clearly, he might have dodged it. But as blinded by anger as he was he was he barely made an effort to dodge it, letting it give him a fairly deep cut in his side. 

Hardly even noticing the pain in his current state, all he did was silently grit his teeth and take another lightning quick step towards Robert. When he was within range he raise his right knee with as much force as possible, aiming for Robert's stomach in an attempt to wind him. Ragna then raised up his pole with his one good arm and swung down as hard as possible, aiming the blunt end at the back of Robert's head. 

[intheshadowofdamnation]

Orange. Purple. Blue. Pink. Green. Black…. hurry, the six who are there… bring them here!

[bloodkainidea]

Ragna walked back to team 5 base with heavy steps, his spirit dampened by the encounter with the little girl he just had. He should have just let her by and let her see her friend before he died...but he didn't. He fell right into that dumbass bears trap and played his game the way he wanted them to. But there was no real point in despairing about it too much, that's another thing that bear wanted.

Arriving at the mirror house, Ragna walked in, going to tell the one remaining teammate there what had happened with the girl. What he saw when he got there wasn't anything like what he expected. He walked in at just the right time to see Robert slicing a huge gash across Green's throat. As Green fell face first into the ground, Ragna did nothing but simply stare at his teammates corpse. 

"You....you did this. You goddamn pile of trash. I'm going to make your death as slow and painful as possible!!" The amount of rage that formed when he saw his teammates dead body along with the heavy toll the previous fight had set on him sent Ragna off the edge. Grabbing his pole from his back he dashed forward at a lightning speed, stabbing his pole forward in an attempt to impale Robert. As blind with rage as Ragna was, he didn't even notice the boy sitting on the floor, he didn't care either. All he cared about was killing this dead eyed pile of trash in front of him.