English: I have a red crayon
Frieza: Here now I have come to possess a utensil with the most vibrant, the most hellishly spectacular shade of crimson, much like rubies turned to wax.
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English: I have a red crayon
Frieza: Here now I have come to possess a utensil with the most vibrant, the most hellishly spectacular shade of crimson, much like rubies turned to wax.
imagine kura punching your dumbass through a wall
If there are trees you aren’t alone
I can’t tell if this is supposed to be encouragement or an ominous warning
friezas a bitch, like if u agree
coola98:
Initially, Kura’s words are met with silence, a muted, near-horrified lack of understanding that sealed his lips as he awaited a further explanation. When none to his understanding is given, a sense of dread is quick to overcome him, an unfamiliar terror, one of confusion and sorrow. Kura is not to be pitied.
A sense of shame and guilt is to follow these feelings, as Sauza knew Kura always made himself out to be an enigma, To truly understand how Kura’s mind worked would be neigh-impossible, yet, Sauza found that he had known him better than anyone else, as much as anyone truly could. He was an empty man, apathetic and withdrawn, something that Sauza very much understood but had dreaded to think about, the emptiness that had made him feel hollow whenever Sauza had realized how pointless his existence ought to be.
This was it, the thrill of battle was the only way for him to feel whole, was it not? – Or perhaps, something was just simply lost in communication.
A frown, and Sauza peers to the floor, thoughtful in his words, yet with a lack of anything meaningful to say.
❛ No, my Lord. ❜
A disappointment, but an expected one. He turns his gaze away from Sauza, almost like a punishment, a cold rejection that he would surely feel.
Kura’s words were not to be given so freely, but how else could he make him understand, but to so blatantly explain what he felt? And what drove him, the mighty Icedjinn, son of a king, nay, demon of this galaxy, to feel as if he had to spill his soul for his captain to dissect? Was it a safety he felt in Sauza’s presence? Or perhaps there was a dread, in the cold tyrant himself, that was too heavy to be carried alone?
Maybe even he couldn’t known.
“ I don’t feel real, Sauza. Not in this form. Only when I’m pushed, to that ultimate form, do I feel my.. purest self. “ It was rare when cooler would stop himself mid-sentence, and there was a.. lost feeling in the reflection of his eyes against the ship’s glass, something yet unseen by the captain.
“ Everywhere else.. I’m but a shell. “
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*dabs forehead* hooo boy
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“ I am dead, Sauza. “
How poetic, his silence; every second that these words hung in the air brought his men to a cold sweat. How perfectly he timed the silence, how he relished their anticipation. how he loved how they worshiped his every word; how he knew this silence was torture to his loyal masse.
“ I am a cold, decaying corpse, drifting through this infinite space. “ Often he spoke in metaphor, if only to give the armoured battalion more to dissect in his decree. His eyes slide ever so slowly to gaze upon the captain, standing at attention behind him, as always. Kura trusted he felt the weight in these words.. he only wish he knew their true meaning.
“ It’s only in battle that I’m alive. Do you understand? “ @coola98
breaks thrOUGH THE FLOORBOARDS??
“ Sauza. That’s hardly the economical way to ascend through the ship. Repair it immediately lest I find some unfortunate need to be angry about it. “
a shout out to canon divergent blogs .
English: I have a red crayon
Frieza: Here now I have come to possess a utensil with the most vibrant, the most hellishly spectacular shade of crimson, much like rubies turned to wax.
mistletoe + sauza
“ Sauza. “
Kura’s voice was commanding, taking the attention of the intoxicated captain before he had the chance to bump head-first into his chest.
Sauza’s apparent fluster is only made worse when the Icedjinn’s eyes travel upwards, spotting the small branch hanging in the doorway. He plucks the mistletoe from it’s place, holding it just above his head to inspect it closer.
“ Ah, this is one of those festive, kissing trees? What a precarious situation we’ve found ourselves in, Sauza. “
He shoves the mistletoe against Sauza’s chest, gently but with force.
“ Be sure that it doesn’t happen again. “
send “mistletoe” + a character’s name for my muse to be caught under the mistletoe with them!