黒衣の破壊者

Fear the Black Clad Destroyer, for it is he who rips asunder flesh and bone. An Independent RP side blog for the Black Clad Destroyer.

[interitusfatalis]

- << ∞ >> -

As he loaded the shotgun up, a smirk came to his lips. A smirk that only appeared sinister as crimson eyes gleamed from the coming rush of battle. He snapped it back where it belongs, and cocked it back to load.

                                       “Duh. That is the plan after all.“

Crow leaned upon the wall, and when the door was busted down, he leaped into action with the shotgun to the first guy that came into view. The battle has begun.

[tsuiseki-sha]

       Kasaki run in from behind, getting under cover as soon as possible. His job at that point was to look for snipers. His eyes gazed around the room, bullets flying every which way. There he is. The sniper aimed to shot Crow in the head but soon stopped. Blood run down his neck as Kasaki flicked the knife of his blood.

                 “ Disgusting…. ”

        He whispered lightly, putting his knife away and pulling out his Desert Eagle. He aimed it to the side and shot a man that was going to hit him with a two by four and leap off the side rail, dropping down on to another guy. 

[interitusfatalis]

- << ∞ >> -

Right as soon as Kasaki fell to hit the ground, a couple shots rang out, killing two more men that were right behind him.

                                       “Hey! Watch where you fucking drop Pursuer.”

The hiss in his words only added to the resounding bang: a body fell near Kasaki and fall onto another person on the ground floor. Crow pulled a pin and threw the grenade into the hall, wanting to smoke out the guys into coming in.

[interitusfatalis]

- << HEADCANON >> -

Granted, I have made a headcanon of his fighting prowess and his style, as well as his capability to become stronger after each and ever defeat. However, this will elaborate on his magics.

>> As shown in game, Destroyer condenses raw magic into a blast, this appearing as red lightning, and his final attack fires a full beam right into the person, though it seems to condense shadows from what I have observed. So... It is suffice to say that he knows primarily lightning and dark based magics, and focuses on those two elements to get the job done.

>> Additionally, Destroyer knows his way around creating glyphs and magic circles, using a rather large circle in his final attack. He’s no slouch when it comes to power, he will use everything in his capable hands to kill. If that means drawing lots of power to blast faces in, then so be it.

>> Drawing in power takes time, much longer than his normal attacks, he will work around this through diversions and overall absorbing the power around him. Under the influence of the One Sin (and thus the Anti-Existence) there is little need to take time to charge power, but without the influence is another story.

>> The being doesn’t have a SP bar limit, he can cast a full volley with no worry of exhaustion, though after the victim is dead he will be leaving to rest for a moment or two.

[thecerisequeen-archive]

Kingdom Hearts Sentence Starters

[path-of-oblivion-deactivated201]

“Looks like my summer vacation is… over.” “Power sleeps within..” “I’ve been having these weird thoughts lately…” “The closer you get to the light, the greater your shadow becomes” “I’d nap six times a day if they’d let me.” “Deep down there’s a light that never goes out.” “Is any of this for real or not?” “It’s weird. I feel like I’m forgetting something really important.” “Maybe… waiting isn’t good enough.” “Different name, same fate.” “I’ve been to see him. He looks a lot like you.” “Go on, you just keep running. But I’ll always be there to bring you back!” “What about you? Do you remember your true name?” “Don’t ever forget: wherever you go, I’m always with you.” “Giving up already?” “You get on their bad side and they’ll destroy you!” “No one would miss me.” “This world has been connected.” “Another dream about him..” “Got it memorized?” “If you believe, you can do anything, right?” “Dance water dance!” “One who knows nothing can understand nothing.” “If you have a dream don’t wait, act.” “We will meet again!” “My heart belongs to me!” “A good friend will see you for who you are, no matter what face you wear.”

[interitusfatalis]

- << HEADCANON >> -

This is pertaining to a developing alternate universe that is growing, that I have yet to name. This is an option for any RP blogs, to interact with Destroyer in a relative real world aspect, and not within the Network.

>> Black Clad Destroyer goes by the name Kuroi Crow, and always states his name as Crow. He wasn’t creative when it came to disguising himself from the humans. But he was not alone when he came into the world. He came with another of his comrades, and they got separated. >> However, through him, this being earned his way into a private investigator, though the department uses him with their partner to cut enemies out of the equation. They are often running more underground business, and shutting those things down with bullets. >> Crow is still as foul mouthed as ever, cursing even among small children. Though he really should care, this guy really doesn’t. His appearance alone makes people avoid him in general, as his silver hair stands out in a crowd and leather collar covering his neck marks. He wears make-up to cover the marks on his face, and no wings on the surface. >> His wings and armor can be formed through extreme stress and on command. As it is part of his body, the wings would be ripped out of his body, and the armor would form from blood. It will protect him from bullets and the like, but he won’t switch back to this unless it is absolutely necessary. Just like his very scythe and lightning-based magics. >> Seeing as he cannot use his powers, doesn’t mean he wouldn’t be useless. After some time tinkering with guns and researching weaponry and explosives, his apartment is full of guns, ammo, and home-made bombs. In other terms, his turf is not kid-friendly... Nor person friendly. Granted, no one would dare get into an broken down apartment in a rather hidden locale. He doesn’t like company. >> He does wander the rowdy streets on his way to the convenience stores and the restaurants. This gives him the excuse to punch assholes when he sees them being... Well... Assholes. >> Crow smokes. This is used as a mean to calm his need for battle, replacing his addiction for battle for nicotine. Not that it would physically destroy him, he’s not human.

>> This verse has an FC: Hayato Gokudera from Reborn!

[interitusfatalis]

- << ∞ >> -

Crow disliked their pace, as he grabbed the kid’s wrist and dragged him over to the store, already picking up the sound of their pursuers down the street. They have to get what they came for, and get the hell out of dodge.

                                       “Well, someone wasn’t in the loop. I’ll tell ya, since this is your life is on the line. Long story short, your old man decided to get himself stuck in one hell of a bad deal. His competition has threatened to kidnap you to force him to sign away the company. My co-worker is getting evidence for the police, so I’m here as a bodyguard. Just be glad I got a lot of my gear on hand.“ The loud revving of a van was speeding down the street behind them, with several men at the ready hidden in there for the assault.

[terroredellamorte]

                         Ryou nearly tripped on his own two feet when Crow grabbed his wrist like that. “W-Wait what?! W-What did my dad do this time?” He asked, wanting to know exactly what it was. Ryou started to grow a bit nervous as to what was going on, upon hearing the van, it caused Ryou to jump slightly and huddle close to Crow.

[interitusfatalis]

- << ∞ >> -

                                       “Well... Look at what the cats dragged in... That is the right proverb you people say, right?“

To see the van, the facial features turned malicious and elated all at once, as his normally golden brown eyes turned into crimson red. The resemblance to the Adept Rogue was far more prominent now as the man threw his phone to Ryou and pulled his handgun.

Several shots were fired into the tires, as he turned his head to order the brat,

                                       “Ryou. Get your skinny ass into that store and press eight on the speed dial. Tell the asshole that answers where we are and get his fucking ass over if he wants in on the action. After that, hide. If I don’t call you, consider me dead.“

And he kept firing, keeping the bastards occupied for the teen to run.

[interitusfatalis]

- << ∞ >> -

Human trafficking was only the start from the reports, though that was the only thing increasing. The denizen of the Network did assume Kasaki was working on this as well, getting their intelligence together for the battle. Sure, this guy can do it as well, but the tedium would only leave some dead bodies and several packs of cigs burned out in the back of the car.

Even in this world, Destroyer hasn’t learned the values of patience, as he pulled out a cigarette and placed it on his lips. He was due to get a new lighter and another pack anyways, as he bit the butt with a glower aimed at the teen.

                                       “Doesn’t matter where the fuck I’m from kid. Nor whoever the fuck that is. It’s in the past, so shut it and keep moving. Those assholes aren’t going to lose our scent if we sit around.“

Granted, he did know exactly who his base PC is, not that it really matters out here. This wasn’t [The World], and it will never be.

[terroredellamorte]

                       Ryou just frowned and shrugged his shoulder, staying close behind Crow and every so often would glace back to see if anyone was following them. “What the hell do they want anyway.” He whispered up to Crow. His parents did a pretty good job of keeping him out of the loop of things, even the fact that there were some people who were not to happy with his father and wanted some way to get back at him.

[interitusfatalis]

- << ∞ >> -

Crow disliked their pace, as she grabbed the kid’s wrist and dragged him over to the store, already picking up the sound of their pursuers down the street. They have to get what they came for, and get the hell out of dodge.

                                       “Well, someone wasn’t in the loop. I’ll tell ya, since this is your life is on the line. Long story short, your old man decided to get himself stuck in one hell of a bad deal. His competition has threatened to kidnap you to force him to sign away the company. My co-worker is getting evidence for the police, so I’m here as a bodyguard. Just be glad I got a lot of my gear on hand.“ The loud revving of a van was speeding down the street behind them, with several men at the ready hidden in there for the assault.

[interitusfatalis]

- << ∞ >> -

There were better routes to take, yet the PI didn’t comment. Being in this world wasn’t his greatest of tastes, only caring for the next shoot-out that could come by at anytime. The Police force used him and his partner in their offices to oust the yakuza if need be.

Funny, they still uphold their functions, even without the Twilight Dragon’s presence. Kill.

And this? Well, someone must’ve been one worried individual to ask for a bodyguard for their brat.

                                       “Fine. But if I say to get down, you better get down, got it?“

Crow moved away from the wall and gestured for the teen to keep moving, hand resting near his holster just in case.

[terroredellamorte]

                        Ryou frowned slightly but agreed and followed after him. Yeah Pi told him to go to a different area but he was always comfortable taking this route. His parents warned him that it had increased in human trafficking and all kinds of other things but again, he didn’t very much care. “Hey Crow. Where exactly are you from? You kinda remind me of my PC in [The World].” 

[interitusfatalis]

- << ∞ >> -

Human trafficking was only the start from the reports, though that was the only thing increasing. The denizen of the Network did assume Kasaki was working on this as well, getting their intelligence together for the battle. Sure, this guy can do it as well, but the tedium would only leave some dead bodies and several packs of cigs burned out in the back of the car.

Even in this world, Destroyer hasn’t learned the values of patience, as he pulled out a cigarette and placed it on his lips. He was due to get a new lighter and another pack anyways, as he bit the butt with a glower aimed at the teen.

                                       “Doesn’t matter where the fuck I’m from kid. Nor whoever the fuck that is. It’s in the past, so shut it and keep moving. Those assholes aren’t going to lose our scent if we sit around.“

Granted, he did know exactly who his base PC is, not that it really matters out here. This wasn’t [The World], and it will never be.

[the-terror-of-death]

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[interitusfatalis]

- << ∞ >> -

The Phantom of the Forest of Pain had been resting quite comfortably. After all, the Dragon bade them to kill the Players moments ago, though Sharp BlackRose led this time around. How aggravating it was, yet the Phantom held no care.

He grew in power thanks to all the foolish Players. They killed him over and over again, not knowing that it gave him more strength.

Yet now, he wouldn’t be lying he would like a breather, if the sound of someone entering his domain hadn’t disturbed him from slumber.

                                       “...“

Being awoken by morons was not something the Phantom welcomed. In fact, he detested it more than the weak buffoons that dared cross his forest. And such hatred would be given back through pain. Lots of it.

[interitusfatalis]

terr0r0ftwilight || Ask

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In truth, he noticed the shady people among the crowed streets, eyes narrowing before committing the action immediately. The rich pain in his ass tried to grab his wrist, yet the elder of the two rolled it out of the grasp and pinned Ryou back.

                                       Then he hissed in a whisper, “You gonna keep complaining? Shut your trap and stay still. Your old man wasn’t kidding when there were some dangerous people.“

[terroredellamorte]

                        Ryou stopped mid sentence, his old man? Oh he was talking about his dad, and yeah this area was dangerous for him but it was the only route they could take to get to the store that they needed to go to. “Ah…fine. Let’s just keep going before anything else happens.” He whispered as well.

[interitusfatalis]

- << ∞ >> -

There were better routes to take, yet the PI didn’t comment. Being in this world wasn’t his greatest of tastes, only caring for the next shoot-out that could come by at anytime. The Police force used him and his partner in their offices to oust the yakuza if need be.

Funny, they still uphold their functions, even without the Twilight Dragon’s presence. Kill.

And this? Well, someone must’ve been one worried individual to ask for a bodyguard for their brat.

                                       “Fine. But if I say to get down, you better get down, got it?“

Crow moved away from the wall and gestured for the teen to keep moving, hand resting near his holster just in case.

[interitusfatalis]

terr0r0ftwilight || Ask

- << ∞ >> -

In truth, he noticed the shady people among the crowed streets, eyes narrowing before committing the action immediately. The rich pain in his ass tried to grab his wrist, yet the elder of the two rolled it out of the grasp and pinned Ryou back.

                                       Then he hissed in a whisper, “You gonna keep complaining? Shut your trap and stay still. Your old man wasn’t kidding when there were some dangerous people.“

[tsuiseki-sha]

interitusfatalis:

- << ∞ >> -

He shoved the hand down, glaring at the Azure Flame Pursuer with disdain. How foolish was he to think a couple measly Admins would stop him? Hah! What a joke.

                                       “We’re above them. They can’t touch us even if they want to. We’ll kill them along with everyone else!“

And he had no qualm in killing them all.

      Pursuer rolled his eyes and frowned at him, was he serious? Yes they are above the Admins, but that doesn’t mean that they were safe from ctrl alt delete.

                   “Fine whatever, lets just get this done and over already.”

      He grumbled, letting his hand drop to his side.

[interitusfatalis]

- << ∞ >> -

Strokes on a keyboard wouldn’t do them much harm, lest they broke through their defenses and encryption. They’d have to defeat them, though such a thing left a sour taste in his mouth. Unlike his temporary companion, Destroyer was hardly secure, separated from the rest of them, and weakened...

But that never stopped him. Damn the gunner. Damn him to the dragon.

Following the Pursuer to their destination, the Sin glowered at the village set before him.

                                       "Let’s get started.”

And flew right into the fray.

[aseaofquotes]

Anita Diamant, The Red Tent

[interitusfatalis]

- << ∞ >> -

His form broke as Destroyer came closer, with crimson tinged wings stretching out in their unholy splendor, the crackle of lightning could be heard from his hand.

                                       “Heh… Heheh… Gonna try to run away from me?” He’d chuckle, stalking his prey with bemusement laced with desire. The desire to maim and rip asunder were always there, no need for the Ancient One to corrupt him so.

The Sin did that all on his own.

                                       “All I want is to see you scream and writhe.”

[sakakididnothingwrong-deactivat]

“Why would I do that?” He stood firmly in his spot, now reaching for his blade that rested on his back. Ah, how he missed fighting but he was bound to be rusty. Any mistake made in this fight would have dire consequences.

All the more reason to be scared.

Sakaki didn’t know what effect it would have on his real life self but he could only wish it wouldn’t end in fatality. Only the epitaphs had that ability and he would much rather it was kept that way. Last thing Shiro needed to see was him unconscious at his computer.

“You will not have your wish. I am not like other players who would foolishly challenge you. I already told you I am not here to fight. Simply let me pass and this will be forgotten.” 

[interitusfatalis]

- << ∞ >> -

Such an ardent retort was met with chastising laughter, watching as the large broadsword the man owned be pulled. His crimson scythe materialized in hand, though power was hardly there. His damages were never truly repaired, cut away from his source.

However, such things mattered not, as battle would slowly make this Phantom grow even more powerful. And, oh how he wanted such things.

                                       “Hmmm? How stupid. You think I won’t take what I want by force? Hah! You’re already accepting my challenge right now, what’s wrong with a couple blows to your empty head. NONE!“

                                       “... It’s time to play. Don’t die to easily,” he coldly stated, all his insane chiding was gone in the flash, gliding towards his prey with his weapon in tow.

[interitusfatalis]

- << ∞ >> -

It was a simple demand, though the Black Clad Destroyer couldn’t help the quirk of his eyebrow. This task can be done alone, why the hell would these two Sins be paired up to wreak havoc in the Dragon’s name?

Oh well. Maybe he can find that bastard that did this and beat him to an inch of his life.

                                       “Another one? Heh. I didn’t think I’d be doing it with you. Let’s murder more of them~.“

And he would stroll over, awaiting for the other Phantom to lead the way.

[tsuiseki-sha]

                Pursuer quickly moved his hand out to stop Destroyer,

     “There is a catch, the reason they need two of us is because there are a couple of Admins there in that town. If we aren’t careful, we will be erased permanently.”

                The phantom never liked the Admins that ran the system, they were always a bother when it came to doing what there masters told them to do.

[interitusfatalis]

- << ∞ >> -

He shoved the hand down, glaring at the Azure Flame Pursuer with disdain. How foolish was he to think a couple measly Admins would stop him? Hah! What a joke.

                                       “We’re above them. They can’t touch us even if they want to. We’ll kill them along with everyone else!“

And he had no qualm in killing them all.

[interitusfatalis]

- << ∞ >> -

If it gave Sakaki any warning to turn tail and flee, the Sin’s crimson gaze focused squarely upon the Edge Punisher. Laughter hardly considered pleasant rang as the last PKer bit the dust, after pleading to be spared. Had this been a minutely sane AI, there may have been some form of mercy in that kill…

Yet, the scythe dragged along that last piece of trash, flaying him with the precision of a butcher. The smile worn on his face now was hardly with emotion, a sinister and suffocating air would hang around him, black as the garments he wore at the moment.

                                       “And it looks like there’s one more left…“

And the Phantom began to step towards Sakaki, his scythe swung out and at the ready.

[sakakididnothingwrong-deactivat]

“I am not your enemy.” A quick statement said in hopes of stopping the other, though he knew it to be pointless. To say it didn’t hurt to lie wasn’t entirely true either. It could very well kill him if he didn’t react fast enough. 

His hand twitched as he contemplated reaching for his blade, the other approaching faster than Sakaki would have liked. Ignoring the gore the scythe left in it’s wake, the Edge Punisher sized up the threat. While he had no intention of fighting the phantom, he could at least protect himself till he called for help…if help would even come. 

Phantoms struck fear in nearly every player. Few had managed to get by the violent programs with their life barely intact. Briefly he wondered if it was possible to bring down these beings.

[interitusfatalis]

- << ∞ >> -

His form broke as Destroyer came closer, with crimson tinged wings stretching out in their unholy splendor, the crackle of lightning could be heard from his hand.

                                       "Heh... Heheh... Gonna try to run away from me?” He’d chuckle, stalking his prey with bemusement laced with desire. The desire to maim and rip asunder were always there, no need for the Ancient One to corrupt him so.

The Sin did that all on his own.

                                       "All I want is to see you scream and writhe.”

[emerald-green-prisoner-blog]

            “Looks like Destroyer is having fun there. Poor fool, you should have never entered that area. Oh well it’s your demise. Players…. always the ones foolishly walking into death’s open jaws.“ He gave a slight smirk and a sigh as he shook his head. 

[interitusfatalis]

- << ∞ >> -

                                       “Feeling left out Prisoner? I could let you join in...“