Stabbing People Is Illegal?

An RP account for OC Sascha Frisk, a very small but surprisingly deadly thief. ★Affiliated with Stella City★ ★Moonpie Motel #43★

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“i know this hurts, but you have to stay awake.”

“Stop naaaagging me” Sascha replies from the ground, listless, lack of her usual vigor betraying her exhaustion. She’d taken much more serious wounds than she usually did in her latest crime stint, and severely underestimated her target; not being one to give up a fight, the thief had neglected to consider her own well-being.

Her gaze is wide and unfocused.She was having a bit of trouble keeping her eyes open, but she’d never admit that. She wouldn’t want to look weak.

“I’ve been through muuuuuch worse, this is nothing. I’ll be fine; I’m waaay too strong to go down in a tiny little fight like this!”

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“for how long? how long were you bottling this up?“

“Shuddup, I’m not bottling anything or whatever!” The girl says, voice tinted sharply with both anger and sadness; Sascha acted cool, and she was quick to resiliently bounce back when things looked bad, but when she did fall, she fell hard.

Tears streamed from her face, unabated. She sniffles to try and clear her nose, but it’s useless.

“I don’t care that Freya betrayed me! I don’t care about not having a place to belong anymore!! I can just make people care about me by... by becoming really cool! By showing off how good I am at things!! By making people pay attention to me! So...” She sniffles again, hard. “So just stop asking! You’re.. you’re just a nerd anyway! So go away!”

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▓ = caught stealing their belongings

Elros watches wordlessly as the ‘Pokedex girl’ takes his crumbled map and runs off. He’s not sure why she would want to have such a thing (other than to make fun of his drawings skills, maybe), but if she wanted it that badly just asking for it would have sufficed. 

“This city truly is strange, as are its citizens.”

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The girl cackles, as she flees from her target. “I did it! I scored big time! I’m gonna be sooooooo rich, look at all this-”

Sascha unfolds what she’s taken, stopping in place, staring at it.

It’s just a piece of paper with some shitty suns on it.

“Hey! This isn’t a wad of cash! This is just some crumpled up paper! I’ve been tricked!!”

“You tricked me, you lied to me, you’re so rude!!!”

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“whose blood is that?” (sascha who'd u kill this time)

“Hm?” Sascha hums inquisitively, seeming to have entirely forgotten that she was soaked in blood at all, as though it were entirely normal. “Oh yeah... well, depends, which part do you mean?” She inquires further, tilting her head.

“Cuz thiiiiis-” she says, indicating a very bloody leg, and pulling her skirt up just a touch to reveal a large gash on her lower outer thigh, gushing red, “-is mine, and this is too...” she rolls a tattered sleeve up, showcasing bite marks, also definitely not a closed wound yet, “...and so is this...” she reveals another bad scrape by pushing her bangs upward, “and maaaaybe some other bits are mine too, I dunno. ...But the rest is the big fluffy thing’s! I did a really good job beating it up!! .....Even if it did get away before i could catch it.”

Her face sours a bit, before she perks up again. 

“I bet these’ll make reeeeeally awesome battle scars though! I’m gonna look so cool!”

...She probably needs stitches. She probably shouldn’t just be walking around leaving pools of blood on the ground like this.

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Goddamn Millennials

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specialhalfelfboy:

Sarenrae had to be watching over Elros still for suddenly a friendly girl approached him and started explaining things to him. Surely this would help him get a better grip on his situation, even if the explication that had been given to him made very little sense to him.

“A ‘Pokedex’ you say? Could be… I’m in no position to say for I’m not familiair with them. I wonder how it works. At first glance I can’t detect any magic from them, but that’s strange… There has to be a light spell involved, I’m certain.”

Additional research would be needed. Looking at these Pokedex from afar didn’t give Elros enough information to go by. If only he had one in his possession. 

“Would you happen to own one of these Pokedex? I’m curious to see how it works.”

“Yeah, I’ve got one, it’s a must-have for any trainer after all! That’s why everyone here has one, I bet! ...Though I haven’t seen anyone use it to scan anything” Sascha says, pulling hers out and clicking the ‘on’ button.

The device itself..... is definitely not the sort of thing that others around here are seen carrying. Unlike a sleek, slim smartphone, this device is rather chunky, clearly designed to withstand a lot more force and trauma than your typical smartphone. It does light up, and it does make a variety of noises, but that’s about where the similarities seem to end. 

Sascha’s not a very smart girl.

After turning it on, she looks up at Elros, looks back down at the device, and then points it at him, hitting a button. The Pokedex makes a couple contemplative noises before emitting a ‘bing!’”. Congratulations, you lucky boy, you’ve been scanned! She eagerly looks as the results, but then frowns, disappointed.

“Awww, you’re not secretly some sort of cool pokemon in disguise. Boooring” she mutters, a little quieter.

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hurt meme.

“ i got you. it’s gonna be okay, you’re going to be okay.”

“i feel like everyone’s miles away from me.”

“my mind is a dark place. you don’t want to be there.”

“i know this hurts, but you have to stay awake.”

“don’t close your eyes, please don’t close your eyes!”

“i just want to be numb, i don’t want to feel anything.”

“please don’t do this, don’t act like you care.”

“you don’t care, nobody cares, just leave.”

“you’re my friend, of course i fucking care.”

“i can’t give up on you, so please don’t give up on yourself.”

“i love you so much, i forgot what hating myself felt like.”

“i fucked up, why do you not care?”

“i can’t walk, just go on without me.”

“you have broken ribs, take it easy.”

“i have no idea how to do cpr.”

“whose blood is that?”

“apply pressure to the wound, don’t let go.”

“don’t you dare fucking let go!” 

“what the hell happened to you?” 

“are they dead? did you kill them?” 

“do you know what you’ve done?” 

“you’re either with me or against me.” 

“who the hell did this to you?” 

“are you alright? you hit your head pretty hard…” 

“i can’t see!! what’s happening to me?” 

“when was the last time you ate?” 

“what do you mean you’re fine? you are not fine!” 

 “i’m fine, it’s just a flesh wound, i’ll be okay.” 

“for how long? how long were you bottling this up?“ 

“there’s so much blood, you won’t last.” 

“are you… throwing up in there?” 

“why aren’t you eating?” 

“just breathe… you’re okay, i promise, just breathe.” 

“i can’t breathe, i can’t –” 

“i woke up, & you were gone.” 

“just tell me something, was it really worth it?” 

“it’s okay to hurt & breakdown. you don’t have to be strong all the time.”

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collectingstars:

Even if it means sacrificing himself? Sure, sure, that’s acceptable – it was just a small theft. Maybe the worst he’d get is thrown in jail, but….it wouldn’t be anything harmful physically. (Hopefully.) 

For now though, Dyna lets Sascha take the stage, listening thoughtfully to the plans she had set forth. Ok, step one’s good, that should be just fine! Step two was ok; the amount of food shouldn’t be enough that it’s obvious they have it, but if they can manage to take a lot, that’d be great – 

Ahhhhhh, step three. Of course. He was waiting for something of this manner to pop up. “Can’t you make that part a bit less….obvious?” Dyna suggests, “Sure, we’ve stolen before, but we don’t know anything about how this world operates.” How dare you consider Sascha unable to handle this flawlessly, Dyna! That’s so rude!

“For now, it’d be best to keep the allure of who done it until we’ve got a few thefts under our belt.” He sighs. “…annnnd, when we do finally announce ourselves, all the mystery from the past thefts will make our appearance even more appealing.” Hopefully that at least steers Sascha away from literally showing herself to the store right off the bat. 

Sascha crosses her arms, pouting a bit as her servant rejects her very excellent and definitely flawless plan. What does he know! He’s never been anything but a big jerk who is all about never having fun!

Except for all the times he did genuinely help you, Sascha.

The girl huffs, averting her eyes. 

“Fiiiiiiine, I guess we can save the big reveal for later. ...It can be a biiiiiig mystery, and no one will know who is doing it, it’ll be all to us, until!! Surprise!!! We reveal ourselves, and suddenly alllllll the big crimes are connected, and everyone will go, ‘Wow, I can’t believe that cool girl and her servant did all of those things! She’s so accomplished and amazing! And I guess her servant is ok too.’” She concedes, allowing the plan to be changed to something a liiiiiiittle more covert.

...This isn’t to say she will actually be able to stay covert when the plan is executed, but all you can do is hope, right?

“So since we got all the boring planning outta the way, we should actually do it, right, right? We’ve gotta, the time is right! Let’s go, servant!” Sascha commands, uncrossing her arms and extending a finger, pointing strongly towards their target: the market!

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neamhai-a:

“C-h-e-r-r-y.” Sion corrects, although wondering how the girl had got Cheri out of Cherry from. Must be something related from the girl’s world or something. “Oh, really?”

They thought for a moment thinking of looking for a net.

Much to their sudden shock the girl put a petal in her mouth. ‘I come across a weirdo….’ They thinks while becoming slightly amused as the girl said it tasted gross.

“Of course they are, silly. Some flowers and plants aren’t edible.” They point out, having some experiences and knowing what herbs to use while cooking. “I should cook you some food, if you are going to eat plants.”

Sascha sticks her tongue out, rubbing it and trying to get the taste out. “Well I know that now” she mumbles, disappointed. “Most plants are gross anyway, I shoulda known, meats are tastier any-”

Once the thief hears the second sentence, her eyes light up, a wide grin returning to her face. “You’re gonna cook me food?! Really?!” She asks, bouncing in place a bit. 

“Ooooh, you should make something really fancy! No one’s cooked me food in a whiiiiile, usually my servant and I just steal food.”

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Goddamn Millennials

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specialhalfelfboy:

@knifebones

It weren’t just the building in Stella City that were strange. While walking around, Elros had noticed almost all humans were carrying glowing tablets in various sizes with them. Elros had wanted to approach them and ask them… well, any of the many questions he had, really, but they all had been so absorbed in their glowing companion that he hadn’t been able to grab their attention. 

“What in Sarenrae’s name are these?”

Sascha wasn’t exactly a smart individual. Nor did she come from a world that had particularly impressive technology.

Nor was she one to mind her own business. So when she sees a man--wow, that is one beautiful boy, she takes note of that--looking about, she not only takes notice, but has the audacity to interject with her own answer.

After all, she has to prove how impressive she is to everyone! The thief has to make an impression.

“It’s goooootta be a Pokedex, right? It lights up, and makes all sorts of sounds and chimes, and people are always staring at it and looking things up!” She answers, nodding and crossing her arms, looking both proud of herself and proud of her absolutely totally wrong explanation. “It’s gotta be.”

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collectingstars:

“If I do the talking,” Dyna remarks, “Then you can do more stealing while I’ve kept them occupied. Or you could run with the goods you do have.” He’ll leave that choice up to her, but he really wants to hold up the social aspect of the mission. Sascha, you’re great and all, but….even Dyna had better lying skills than you.

“I’ll…do my best.” It’s really all that Dyna can say at this point, though he honestly doesn’t know what that ‘best’ is. Thank gosh that Sascha at least notes his wishes to allow him to keep up with her. As the two near the market, however, Dyna keeps his voice down, focused on the behaviors of the sheep – and a few people – who were heading in and out of the market. 

“So…” Dyna asks, tiptoeing in order to reach the girl’s ears, “How are we going to start?” Don’t say rush in, don’t say rush in, that’s the worst plan…

Hey, hey, that’s not true! Sascha was great at flattering her way to success!

....It just might not work when the target was a sheep.

“Mmmmmm, fine, that’ll be your important job then servant: you make sure our escape goes off without a hitch! Even if it means sacrificing yourself!” She states, attempting to reframe this so that she is still in the position of power here.

In response to his questions about their plans, she hums, thinking to herself for a moment, before nodding, and speaking up confidently.

“Alright! The plan is.... first, we make a stealthy entrance, no one will even know we are there! That’s step one! Then.... we grab a whole bunch of goods, lots of them, lots of food, as much as we can carry. There’s no point in stealing if we aren’t gonna steal lots.” ...Alright, that’s not an AWFUL idea so far.

“Then, as we are leaving, I make a super-impressive exit! We announce that we are stealing all their super-good food, and that there’s nothing any of them can do to stop the Amazing Ultimate Thief, Sascha Frisk, and her servant! After all, if I’m gonna be an infamous thief, people gotta know who I am!” She continues to him, smug grin. “And then I pull out my knife in case any of them wanna stop me. ...If I don’t have any free hands, I’ll carry it in my mouth.”

....Sascha, no, no, baby, bad idea. She really shouldn’t be coming up with the plans herself.

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neamhai-a:

Well more than just pulling a sleeve, Sion was being pulled by their favorite shirt. The sudden movement and feeling like they were picked up was not quite fun. But the strange girl had not caused any harm to them at all.

(Well except for making them a bit too dizzy.)

Sion let themselves go from the girl’s grasp and finally understood the context of what the girl was asking. It was about the cherry blossom trees. Apparently the girl had never seen them before.

Odd. Well, they supposes there are places where there aren’t those kind of places, then.

“Those trees are cherry blossom trees. And it’s natural.“ A said small cherry blossom branch on the ground near them, and Sion picked it up to show her.

“Cheri blossoms?” Sascha asks, (incorrectly) assuming they must be related to the cheri berries of the world she comes from, as she plucks the branch out of Sion’s hand to see for herself. “I’ve never seen those before!! They’re so pink! I wanna bring them back with me!” 

Why doesn’t Iwama have these? They’re so cute! It’s totally not fair.

The girl takes a closer look at the flowers, turning the branch over in her hand and squinting. “If they’re Cheri Blossoms, do they taste like Cheri berries?” She inquires, plucking a petal off of a blossom and popping it in her mouth.

She grimaces. “.....they taste gross.”

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collectingstars:

“I do NOT need to be picked up,” He huffs, “I..if it gets bad, I could probably hide. I’m pretty small.” Sascha does have a point though – he has arms and legs, he can and should make the use of them.

If Sascha could pull it off, couldn’t he? He’s not used to this body, but he has to make it work. He needs to make due.

“Let’s try it.” He confirms. Worse case, if the two messed up, maybe they could pretend it was a ‘naive accident?’ And speaking of which, “If things turn sour, and we have to talk to the cops, let me do the talking.”

If he can do that to keep Sascha out of jail, then that’s the least he can do for all of his shortcomings. 

“Why do you have to do the talking? I can talk too you know!! If I leave you to talk you’ll just say a whole bunch of nerd stuff” The girl says, frowning. 

Last time Sascha let someone talk for her, it was a disaster! She had people trying to tell her to wear glasses after that! Who knows what sort of trouble they’ll get into if she lets Dyna try to talk their way out of trouble?!

“Fine.... I’ll give you one chance, since I’m so nice to my servants. But we won’t get caught anyway! We’re pros at stealing things!” She says, beginning to walk--not run--in the direction of the nearest market. 

She keeps her strides juuuust big enough that it’s uncomfortable for someone that’s only 4′4″.

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