GILGAMESH

How dare you ask for me to introduce myself when you haven't. [Independent Gilgamesh roleplaying blog. Open to all ships, all fandoms. Beware his language.]

[theroyalshepherd-deactivated201]

There was a serious surmise that any possible fight between Gilgamesh and Lugalbanda would end with Gil being dished. It wasn’t something that Lugalbanda would try to achieve, though… He wasn’t a pacifist type, but fighting his own son was quite unacceptable for him when there was no specific damning reason.

"I do not see anything wrong in this," he said. "Actually, it is good to see that you are not overly lax when it comes to your image. I approve of your attitude."

"I suggest you to relax a little bit… You seem tense. There’s no need for you to feel nervous. Or maybe I am wrong and you are quite relaxed already?" he smiled gently. "Try to smile more. If I remember correctly, it makes your face look better."

[chainedgod]

If he was younger, the honest approval from the man in front of him may have sparked something in Gilgamesh's chest, but now, not a single emotion but disgust responded. He didn't want approval. He didn't need approval from anyone...not anymore.

"I am not lacking anything, least of all anywhere near by face," truly only Lugalbanda would believe that there was anything lacking with him. Gilgamesh - he who believed himself to be perfect in every way would not allow anyone to think different. Unfortunately, Lugalbanda didn't fall into his jurisdiction, there wasn't much he could do but grumble like he had.

"Nor am I going to go around and smile for no reason. My face is fine." 

[hellxborn-deactivated20141012]

Announcement

This blog is Multi-verse and multi-ship

NONE of the relationships my character have are connected unless stated otherwise.

Even though it is labeled in the same verse, they are all AU

[chainedgod]

thebluehound replied to your post: thebluehound replied to your post: Ugly blond...

Pfft. You’re not my anything, other than my annoyance. And what about that red and white /thing/ of yours? Tragic.

Your face is tragic.

[chainedgod]

thebluehound replied to your post: Ugly blond teapot

Says the one who wears snakeskin pants and a pimp suit.

excuse u I look fabulous, mutt. if it's a pimp suit it makes you one of my bitches.

[chainedgod]

Are you in love with Kirei?

"Love? Am I supposed to be dragged down to your pathetic definitions of 'love' to answer this question? Kotomine was an undiscovered gem and I merely found him and taught him to shine for himself."

"If you mean love in: Have we fucked? Yes. Yes we have." "If you mean whether I hold special feelings for him, yes. He is a person whom I find interesting and those aren't very common. He is worthy to serve me." 

[chainedgod]

Ugly blond teapot

"Are you looking for someone, onii-chan?"

[chainedgod]

What do you think of Tohsaka Aoi?

"...Tohsaka Aoi. Tohsaka...Aoi.""...Is she Tokiomi's daughter? Which one was it? Do you expect to fling me a name and expect me to know them?" "Tohsaka, Tohsaka...Oh. Wasn't that the woman in the play Kirei first directed for me? What do I think of her?" "...She's a woman. And was a fine tool."

[chainedgod]

More like a bored person spamming random questions in your askbox. XD

outofwine;  oh you. had me scared there for a moment

[chainedgod]

outofwine;;                 an army of anons!?

[chainedgod]

Gilgamesh, do you have a golden tooth?

"Would you like to come closer and find out?""I do not have one in my mouth, my teeth are all real and perfect, but I do have golden tooth that once belonged to a foolish man who did not know how to use his gift well. He turned himself into a piece of gold. I took all his teeth. Such a pity, I could have drawn out much more from him while he was still alive.."

[chainedgod]

You own the gate of babylon? I own a house in babylon. A house with a gate and all. BEAT THAT! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA

"And tell me why would I need a house when I own the world? Using your terms, the World is my 'home'." 

[2elegant4u-moved-deactivated201]

“I-I mean… Please, my King. I know better places for you.”

[chainedgod]

"Better places, you say? Finish your sentences, Tokiomi. Like where?"

[chainedgod]

What would you do if I shouted 'mongrel' at you？

"You can, faceless one. If you dare. But you'll be more than faceless before you even finish the word."

[offspringofsilence]

Yes…indeed, this clothes. They looked unusual and different, but underbneath this clothes, Gilgamesh was still the same, even without his gold. And he, Enkidu, was too, the same underneath his clothes - he hadn’t changed his dresscode though, white trousers and a white tunic. Nothing special. And then…the golden king smirked. Enkidu gave the smirk back.

His brother came closer quickly and took his arm and pulled him with him. Did Gilgamesh have a goal? Probably. Enkidu didn’t mind, he already knew that behavior. The greenhaired was flexible regarding almost every situation. "Oh, it can?", he chuckled. "I wonder what you had in mind, Gilgamesh", he went on and allowed the other servant to tug hom around as he pleased. "And the last thing is not true. I would never forget you, for you are the reason of my existance and my other half. Tell me, how have you been?"

[chainedgod]

It was odd to see someone dressed as such while they were surrounded by modern clothes, but the clothes suited the man and Gilgamesh had no intentions to make them change. Gilgamesh headed steadily down the streets he had gotten familiar with. To the bookstore, the male headed. It was the right date for the newest magazines that he kept up to have placed up a new issue for sale. 

"You'll know soon enough," Gilgamesh revealed nothing on what he had on mind concerning the two's proper 'greeting'. "Unless you beg a little, perhaps I'll give you a hint," the man's horrible sense of joy and amusement has definitely not changed.  The automatic doors slid open as they arrived to their destination. "On the contrary dear friend, you would much sooner fall to pieces than I would, and that includes your memories." With a touch of sadness that was hidden with practice behind a sardonic smirk. "I've been well--ah, hurry...!" Like an impatient child, Gilgamesh grabbed Enkidu's arm once more after having released it on the streets, tugging him forward and shoving through a group of children cuddled around a new stack of books. Like the tyrant he was, Gilgamesh tugged a book from the pile that the children were reaching for triumphantly, before turning easily to get out from the dirt, all the while still dragged Enkidu with him.

One book down. "I found an interesting human to stay with - he has learned much from me, which I am quite...impressed with. The world is just as rotten as I remember, but I suppose it is why I'm here," as he says that, he pauses, turning his head towards Enkidu. "You...the gods," Gilgamesh started in an irritated tone. He was wondering if the gods had once more sent Enkidu to stop him...and perhaps Kotomine as well. 

[thebluehound]

Crossing Old Paths [closed thread]

[thebluehound]

"If memory serves, the church was Kirei’s not yours."

Considering that this was the King of Heroes he was talking to, it was odd that he didn’t feel a sense of disgust or dread at the bottom of his stomach. Cu supposed it was to do with the fact that the other looked more like a homeless begger hiding out in an abandoned building than a king.

Comparitively, Cu was more king-like right now. He did whatever he wanted, he was well fed (thanks to fishing every day) and he didn’t answer to anyone. Or at least he had till the Lancer had had the misfortune to decide and pilfer from the church.

Was it karma?

Still unwilling to answer, the male considered retreating. Gilgamesh seemed tired, their aim would likely be off and his speed would probably allow him to leave without too much trouble. Regardless of whatever might be valuable in the church, Cu didn’t feel like it would be a risk he would like to take.

[chainedgod]

Gilgamesh's brows furrow in agitation as the Lancer class Servant gives him no answers to what he wanted, but was somehow still answering him. Of course, opening the Gate of Babylon and skewering the male before they were willing to give some proper answers would be the easiest solution right now, but...why waste that kind of energy?

"Everything in the world belongs to me, naturally, I allowed Kotomine to have the church. But now that," a slight, unexpected pause. His fingers clench. "he's not here, it is mine again. Answer my question." GIlgamesh sounded tired more than angry, though it clearly wasn't his idea to sound so.

"...What are you wearing? That is hideous," the king pointed out now that he notices why his eyes were hurting just from looking at Cu. He stands, unclasping his hands that had grown tight - when was he on holding so tightly?

"There's nothing of worth here...and why have you not fixed my door yet?" 

[thebluehound]

Crossing Old Paths [closed thread]

[thebluehound]

The presence of the other made him pause, confused and a little…no, very shocked, to find the King of Heroes still here. “Eh?!” He managed to mumble in reply. He had frozen in the doorway, keeping a reasonable space between himself and the psychotic blond.

How was Gilgamesh here? Were they like him? He had thought the other was gone, faded with Kirei’s death. But that was obviously not the case; which unfortunately made his life 100% more difficult suddenly. Wonderful.

Pressing his lips together in distaste as the shock wore off, Cu stuffed his hands into the pockets of his jeans. Red eyes couldn’t help but flick around the office, taking in the dirty wine glasses, empty bottles and the damp, musty smell of a long-enclosed room. Had the other been here the entire time he’d be around doing nothing important? Where was the arrogant, cackling madmen with golden armor?

Though Cu wasn’t exactly disappointed that said ‘person’ wasn’t present, it was still difficult to see the rupple-clothed Gilgamesh before him and the normal image of them as the same person.

"I don’t have to tell you anything," Cu replied, shuffling his feet a little as his gaze returned to fix on the blond’s face.

[chainedgod]

Cu replied about not spilling information, though the two probably had a very different definition on what kind of information was wanted. The blonde was very straight forward and therefore, so was his question. Why was Cu here? As in, this very room - not the fact that the Lancer was still alive. Gilgamesh didn't even look surprised, but again, he wasn't one that got surprised easily. 

On the other hand, Gilgamesh watches Cu stumble over his shock. Or perhaps it was surprise, yes, who wouldn't be happy to be graced with Gilgamesh's presence whether the king was weary or not?

So the mutt was fixing the door, but not telling him anything? That wasn't good enough. Displeased, the nonchalant expression shifted, red eyes narrowing directly at Lancer. "You come in here, kicking down my door, breaking my door and disrupt my time...and you aren't going to explain yourself?" Anything expensive, which may or may not have been Kirei's wine collection was probably completely drained by Gilgamesh by now. 

Being human was difficult. It meant taking proper care of your body. Eating properly and sleeping properly were two important things, which was two things the blonde king had not been doing. Raising a hand, Gilgamesh rubbed at an eye, the other still focused on Cu in case the other thought it would be a perfect chance to escape.

"...Here to go through Kirei's things?" 

[thebluehound]

Crossing Old Paths [closed thread]

Honestly, he couldn’t even remember how long it had been since the priest had been killed. Not that Lancer really cared…Well, it wasn’t entirely true. He would have liked to make the other suffer more first, for the way he had been treated, and for the way the priest had attacked his first Master.

It would have been nice to seek revenge with more than a simple death of a twisted man.

Cu yawned, scratching the back of his head as thoughts trailed towards those events. He occasionally saw the kid and the young lady around the city, but didn’t interact. He prefered to just be by himself, relax and enjoy ‘life’ until he faded away. Which, surprisingly, hadn’t happened even after all this time. He still had no understanding of how he was still present; especially being intact with his Servant capabilities.

It was almost as if he own body was sustaining himself as it had when he was alive, but that wouldn’t make much sense would it? He was a Servant and it wasn’t as though he could ask, since the only one who might know was dead.

No matter.

"…I wonder if there’s anything vaulable left in the old church," the blue haired male mused to himself, glancing over his shoulder as though he could see the building from where he was. Thoughtful, the Lancer stood and stretched. It was late afternoon already, and he hadn’t caught anything at the pier.

Maybe it would be worthwhile to go and see whether he could appropriate anything from the church; that’s what he decided.

It didn’t take him long, and with a light kick the front door slapped open against the wall. Oops. he had expected it to be locked. “Who cares?” He complained to himself, trotting inside and looking around the familiar building. He couldn’t remember seeing anything particularly amazing, but he hadn’t really been in Kirei’s study. It was as good a place as any to start.

Upstairs, Cu pushed and tugged at the door of Kirei’s study. That was actually locked, so he kicked at it roughly. Surprisingly, it held. So the male raised his foot and kicked once again, harder.

Wood splintered and with a satisfied grin the Irishman pushed the shattered door open and stepped into the study area.

[chainedgod]

Gilgamesh living pattern was different now. There was no healthy breakfast waiting for him, something the king had sneered at in the beginning until Kotomine so very calmly sat down beside him and parted his lips- which released a long lecture on the many illnesses that a human body can contract if the person controlling it wasn't eating properly. He remembered the last bit rather clearly...somewhat clearly. It was about having to lay on a table where there was a man in white - a doctor- who would cut you open to pull our your organs that had gone bad. 

There was no way Gilgamesh would allow anyone to do that. If there was someone who had to cut him open it would be himself and no other. 

It had been the third day since the King of Heroes had made himself comfortable on this ugly long couch that he had long gotten bored of. Though from the glazed over crimson eyes and the wine glass that had tipped over, staining the carpet with a dark red...no, time traveled much different when you have been living in the compendium of heroes for a long time, then suddenly brought to live ten years as a human. Only Gilgamesh himself would know exactly how long it had felt like since he rested himself down.

Before he realizes, a sharp sound shook the room, the loud, abrasive sound bouncing off the wall and into Gilgamesh, pulling him from out of his dream comatose state. What had that been?  "..." The vase that had been right behind him falls over. Though it was empty of water, the dead flowers fall right beside Gilgamesh. He takes a second to stare at them, before brushing then with the back of his hand onto the floor. Sitting up, the sound that had jolted his precious eardrums sounded again.

Ah, it was the door. 

Sitting up, slouching over with his hands clasped together towards his knees, crimson eyes spared the broken door a single glance, then to the living being that stepped in.

"..." He didn't bother to straighten his black school uniform like outfit that he had received many years ago from Kotomine. "You are fixing that door, mutt." 

Gilgamesh greeted Cu Chulainn as he usually would, though it was not in his sneering, holier-than-thou tone...at the moment. He greeted the other with an order. On the ground was littered with empty bottles of red wine, dirty wine glasses and...the JUMP magazine from two months ago. It looked like Lancer had discovered a hermit more than the King of Heroes. But no, the appearance was definitely the same.

"What are you doing here?" 

...But what am I still doing here?