Worthless; The lot of you.

RP blog for The Black Omen (Italic text) and his so-called associate, Keane (Standard text). Icon by Franciseyoi

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just gonna slip out of the lol community and firmly into the “open oc” slot

it’s better this way.

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alright riot, you may have not have much in the way of dignity

but

you get to have a point for this, if only just the one.

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i don’t understand. some characters get hit with a bishounen stick in their future, 

but xerath

they had to go out of their way to hit him with a bishounen tree; this is absurd

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the bishounen line strikes again

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RPG tropes

Omen

Recruitment requirements: Have an evil alignment.

Alternative recruitment: Have Keane already in your party.

Desertion requirements: Keane is removed from the party.

Betrayal requirements: Give Omen ⁂The Promise.

Recruitment Dialogue: “A world in turmoil is just... boring. May as well speed things up a little... Well? Stop wasting time!”

Alternate Dialogue: [Keane recruits Omen] - "Going off on some pointless adventure to prove you're not completely worthless?.... This is something I'll need to see up close."

Special Ability: The Disillusioned - Omen cannot be targeted or damaged by faith-reliant, Godly, or Eldritch abilities.

Equipment: Fashionable Suit, Harbinger’s Almanac (Wielder gains damage resistance against long-channel spellcasts)

Encounter with Rival: To ⁂ Her: "No more. NO MORE. I AM MY OWN.”

Encounter with Big Bad: “Your clock must be off: the end isn’t coming for a while. If you want to power things along, too bad; you’ll have to wait your turn to perish like everyone else.” Death: "I... can’t... go back...! RRRAAAAAAGHH.... I'LL SEE YOU BURN- Burn... Gah..." (Omen then crumples, alive but unmoving.)

Keane

Recruitment requirements: Have a Good alignment.

Alternative recruitment: Have Omen already in your party.

Desertion requirements: Omen is removed from the party.

Betrayal requirements: None.

Recruitment Dialogue: “I’ve been stuck doing nothing too long! I’ve got work to do!... F-From a distance, I hope? No? That’s ok too, I suppose- Let’s go!”

Alternate Dialogue: [Omen recruits Keane] - "Yeah, yeah; I'm coming, I'm coming! Stop yelling at me!"

Special Ability: Startling Circumstance - Keane’s allies have a greatly enhanced chance to critically strike. Keane may not critically strike. Keane suffers doubled chance to be critically struck.

Equipment: Cloth Armor, Spellbook, Forgotten Pauldron (Grants additional magical damage to Arcane Magic.)

Encounter with Rival: To ⁂ Her: "I am not at all prepared for this.... but, really, when would I be?”

Encounter with Big Bad: “The only thing I decide to do with my life, and I end up here. Why didn’t I try baking? Or going to college? Or more drinking?!.... Here goes nothing.” Death: "I could think of worse ....ways... to.. li...ve.”

Tagging: @metalvsflesh @explorer-flippz @rayamash

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Keane sheds a single tear, wiping it away and jovially shaking his fist in respect.

“You be you, funky little lizard.” He sobs.

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so, guilty gear xx accent core +r goes for like 4 bucks on g2a

if there’s a general interest, i’d like to see if anyone wants to try and learn it with me.

might make a server for it if there’s enough interest.

[thememebunny]

Send a  🎤 + something to talk about and I’ll make voice recording of myself talking about it.

Does not have to be RP related!

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As a follow-up, two red-hooded.. machine things(?), inspired by the clown, dump two buckets of water on Keane immediately after he flips off the clown. They giggle amongst themselves, enjoying being apart of some idiot's torture. The lights on their pauldrons flicker alongside their giggling. (metalvsflesh)

Keane tightens the covers over himself once more and groans louder. Evidently, today was going to be one of those days.

Omen enters the doorway once more, carrying a strong-smelling red jug of indiscriminate origin.

“Should be a good morning.”

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A water balloon is thrown at Keane. Then another. Then another. Then the bucket.

Keane lays in his bed, thoroughly drenched and hungover. Choosing to sleep through this as he is not prepared to deal with today, he pulls the damp covers up over his head and moans angrily.

Omen snickers to himself from the door.

“Likely the first time his sheets have been washed in weeks.”

A raised middle finger shoots up from the blanket.

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passively deciding whether i want to host the remainder of the apostates on a sideblog. this’d include Bunga - Master of shadows and tax evasion; comic relief Reggie - Immortal mantis-roach-man-thing with the voice of norm macdonald Kedava - 120 year old martial artist; she reached and promptly left nirvana Shi-Ranai - Hungry ghost possessing clothing; likes gardening and silence Rainer - long-lived hawkman bartender; eats rocks and smokes weed Shan’rea - a soul bound in a suit of armor; hates people and their half-life Myrda - Puppeteer-Witch; will step on your groin for any reason she is given Lukische - Ancient Uriegas blacksmith; can never block out the world enough Morcadoes - Once a mighty warrior; now a spirit in a toaster.

it’d mostly be comedic, but that’s just the base of most of my writing.

[gleepglorp]

Commission for @dreaded-omen of their OC Rainer 

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📚 @the-storm-chaser

“Ugh. As much as it pains me to say this; I’ll require your services, mercenary. There’s something of great value to me that has... embedded itself in one of my companions. A glob of black substance, nothing that you’ll need to know more on beyond that.”

“Normally, this process is natural enough and doesn’t cause any issues. It’s actually convenient at times. In this instance, however, more than I’d like has left and gotten lost somewhere. I need you to find it for me. The likeliest candidates are Keane, Captain Sang or, on a very slim chance, a particularly hungry friend of mine.”

“To draw it out, you’ll have to schmooze them a little. They need to get excited about something, which will cause the substance to want to leave their body. How you do that is up to you. You’ll be paid half up front and half upon completion, or twice that to your next of kin.”

“Have I made myself clear in what I expect from you, or are you doing well for funding this month?”

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[the-storm-chaser]

She had been curious why Omen had pulled her aside, but actual work...was something she hadn't expected. She rose an eyebrow at the request, the list growing more unreasonable and confusing as he went on. Still....cash upfront, that was a rarity she couldn't afford to let up.

'No kin, but I know some folks that would appreciate the coin.' She shook her head, then folding her arms across her chest. 'Is this substance....dangerous? I presume you're going to provide a container for it right?' There was a pause before lifting a hand to her brow, rubbing it in frustration. 'Spirits the way you word it...are you sure I'm going to be right for this? Schmooze them?!'

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The entity snickered lightly, waving his hand dismissively at the woman.

“It’ll be simple. Just get them to display some form of happiness. It should not be that difficult. The substance will slip out of some orifice and look for a new host.”

Omen vaguely gestures towards Sky.

“Hence, no container provided. Return to me for extraction and final payment.”

He retrieves a purse from his pocket and tosses it to the mercenary. Though light, the contents of the satchel would cover meals and bedding for a month. 

“I fully expect to receive the objective within a week.”

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Omen sits quietly in his abode, slowly reading a novel written in foreign text during his morning coffee.

“Oh, do be quiet. I’ve not the mind to deal with this today.” He speaks angrily into the air around him, as though to dissuade some outside voice.

“Yes, you. Thank you for pointing out the obvious.” He continues, seeking to accomplish some-

“Look: It’s the first of April. The one day a year I can’t torment Keane because he’s expecting it, and the one day I have to listen to... this.” The entity muses, frustrated by the increasingly distant tone of the voice in his head.

“You’re acknowledging it.” He says aloud, restating what he already knew.

“I’ve killed louder voices, you know. Ones with more knowledge than you.” He bluffs, knowing full well ⁂she’s doing fine.

“You son of a- How dare-” Omen stammers out, becoming more irate than usual.

“Nraaagh! Just- go bother the other blonde idiot. Leave me to my reading.” He growls, lifting his mug of morning brew to find it flavored with-

PBBLBT- “WHEN DID YOU PUT VINEGAR IN THIS? HOW?!” He asks fruitlessly. He sips again, slower this time.

“....Alright, it’s not half bad, but I still despise you.”

Meanwhile, upstairs, Keane sits in the corner of his room, a bottle of liquor and a cheap-looking novelty dagger in hand.

“OMEN, I CAN HEAR VOICES, SHOULD I BE CONCERNED?” He shouts, hoping to hear an explanation from the entity, who snickers and ignores him.

“-HEY!”

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🎵 @the-storm-chaser

Still in the Dark - Guilty Gear XX

One of the softer themes on the OST; deals with Millia facing off against her husband’s corpse, possessed by the Shadow Forbidden Beast, Eddie. 

Though that direct doesn’t fit, the music and general themes can be applied here: Hope in the face of hopelessness, heroism where there is nothing to save or gain. A choice between throwing one’s life away to save what is lost, or accepting themselves and moving on.

@the-storm-chaser

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Carnival - Marvel Vs. Capcom 2

A little more on the high-energy side of things, as opposed to the usual state of barely repressed childhood trauma. 

The kind of tune that plays when Felix breaks through a third story window carrying a pinata, a stolen pink whiffle bat and a bottle of mountain dew mixed with espresso with the intent to entertain.

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Send 🎵 for a song my muse associates with your muse