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[slayfever]

PROMO:

Dusting her hoodie off, the 18 year old girl fixes the goggles atop her head before fixing her scarf. Today was the day! Clearing her throat as she produced a microphone from virtually nowhere, she fiddled with it a bit before turning it on and beginning to speak. 

“ 𝙶𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚘𝚘𝚗, 𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢! 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝙸 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜. “

She starts, not too much confidence leaving her as she grins sheepishly. Raising an arm, a second stage rises from the side of the main one - Where did the first stage even come from to begin with? Whatever, it doesn’t seem to bother the young adult much, anyways.

“ 𝙵𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚕𝚕; 𝙸'𝚖 𝚆𝚘𝚕𝚏! 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚋𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕 - 𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚖𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐, 𝚜𝚘 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝! 𝙸'𝚖 - 𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚕, 𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝟷𝟾 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚍𝚊𝚢'𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝙼𝚊𝚢, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸'𝚖 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝟷𝟽 - 𝙼𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢, 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝? “

Fiddling with the microphone again, she shrugs a shoulder and looks up thoughtfully.

“ 𝙰𝙰𝙰𝙰𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 … -  “ She continues, clearing her throat from anxiety before grinning a bit more properly. “ 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐 𝚒𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝟷𝟶𝟶% 𝚜𝚎𝚝 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢'𝚛𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖! 𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢.  “

A pause, and Wolf scratches the back of her neck under the scarf. 

“ 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐? 𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜, 𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸'𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚏 𝙸 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚋𝚢 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝 - 𝙸𝚏 𝙸 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠! 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚢. “

[local-errand-girl]

Hold up, lemme get this straight. All your mcs are going to be...?

mc as in main characters?

because so far i have yoomtah, bayonetta, monokuma, monophanie, ruby, and neo and i think that’s it??? i didn’t have too many mcs to begin with but it’ll grow

[local-errand-girl]

:> new acc made: @slayfever is the url

i’m gonna be setting it up and leave this acc for tonight

[local-errand-girl]

alright, well i think i’ve got my idea

this blog can solo as a canon muse blog for any characters i may have while i use a second blog for all my oc muses (which there’s a lot) and depending on who’s speaking i’ll have color strip correlations like i do on most of my blogs anyways!

i mean, all else fails i end up making ANOTHER account to start that process and just promo it on here and leave it at that

i’ll probably delete this account after a month or so too so it would give people time to see the post and all that??? so yeah! 

also if you have any ideas for urls lemme know because i’m clueless

[local-errand-girl]

hmm.. highly tempted to make a sideblog for kitsune so people can interact with her on her own as well as on here with yoomtah ... maybe i’ll just make it entirely a rp blog for stand alone rps? idk .. anyone have any input?

[sundialhunter-a]

“First off, nothing is on fire. Yet.” — kitsune but like in sign language because she’s dummy smart

Zora gives the assassin a look, unamused. It took a while to seek out the damn fox, and THAT–that was fun, she’ll admit. Vixen sure knew how to hide and hide WELL. And she was raring to go, to seek out that challenge that the fox assassin had so tempted her with–and then THIS happened.

Damn thugs and their street wars. Just their luck for them to be caught in the middle, and of COURSE there were Inscribed on both sides. Sure, nothing had caught on FIRE, but from the way the fox had signed at her, that was probably gonna change.

Zora peaked out of her cover. Sure were a lot of them. She quietly draws her gun, kneeling down and ready to roll.

“If yer gonna do somethin’ ‘bout that, kindly leave me an’ m’poncho outta it.” She had these clothes made custom, damn it, like hell she was gonna let them catch on fire! “Let’s just clean house right quick. Ah’ wanna get back t’ what we got goin’ here.”

[sundialhunter-a]

flocal-errand-girl‌:

The fox grins as her ears flick slightly, then they lay back down against her head as her tail curled around her. Standing up to be her full height of 6′7″, she peers down at the other from her perch altogether before she vanished once more. 

Arms folded behind her, she towered over the bandit from behind, staring down at her with her mask sitting on her head. The smoke still wafted off of her, but it was more of a campfire smell now that stuck to her. Blinking once, she cocked her head in an almost mocking manner. Well, not quite mocking, but somewhat similar to that. Challenging, maybe even daring at best … Even so, she doesn’t hesitate to put a clawed hand on the others head - The transformation had some physical side effects as well. Normally her hands were as normal as can be, but at the moment the red markings curled around her arms and extended them by a bit.

It was almost uncomfortable to look at. Key word was almost. It was thrilling to her because she was able to threaten people just from something with her after effects. She found it funny. Then, with her hand still on the others head, she flickered to reappear on a rooftop with the others hat in her lap. Dusting it off idly, she reels her arm back and spun it like a frisbee. Hell, even that could’ve been considered a damn weapon! She just spun it fast enough that it lodged into a wall … 

Click–

Zora’s guns are drawn as soon as the fox leaves her sight. Oh, so the game was ON now! Right. Best be on her toes–

Her eyes widen as she feels a presence behind her. Immediately, she turns and aims The Sun Down right at her face, eyes narrowing down to a hard stare. Smoke fills her lungs and she suppresses an urge to cough, instead gritting her teeth into a toothy snarl and cocking back the hammer of her gun as a response to her challenge. Zora wasn’t one that was easily intimidated. “Thought yew could get a drop on me?”

“Hey wai–OI! THAT’S M’HAT!” Zora yells after the fox lady as she makes off with it. “Git BACK here, yew–”

The bounty hunter reels back as soon as she sees Foxe about to throw it away, and DUCKS at just the right time for it to lodge itself into a wall. She looks back up at the assassin, gives an annoyed huff, and then snatches her hat back, setting it firmly back on her head.

“…Yew done?” Damn fox was fast as hell. She’s gonna have to outsmart the assassin instead of just buckin’ at her. “Cuz now it’s mah turn.”

Click click click…

A golden dial appears near her hand, and she jumps–far, FAR faster than a normal person should, up the walls to the rooftop where she was perched. As soon as her feet SLAMMED into the roof, it started to crumble and rust…

[local-errand-girl]

Smiling idly even after the others outburst, she stays seated atop the building as it rusted and crumbled. Dust flew as it collapsed, and utilizing it to her advantage, the fox vanished into the dust. There weren’t any real traces of her as always, but she purposely made a set up to which her katana was poking out the side of a remaining wall from the ruins of the building. 

Kitsune herself was hidden elsewhere, body lowered to the ground as she peered with eyes ablaze from her hiding spot - The glow just blended in with the still in-tact alarm nearby, and she pressed a clawed hand on the ground as she allowed her energy to restore itself slowly but surely. Tail flicking behind her as she waited for a moment or two, she eventually sped out as a blur of red. Leaping into the air, she pressed her arms together and the tattoos glowed once more, flames swirled and erupted from her skin and blasted at Zora.

Swinging her arms down whipped the flames to cut off from her, and she landed on a neighboring building a ways away. Her grin was visible as she peered down at the other, and she saluted Zora as a distraction. Signing to her as her eyes were focused solely on the other, mask pushed off to the side as her face markings glowed alongside her arms . . . ` Are you having fun? I know I’m about to. `

With that, the spot underneath Zora due to the katana still nearby, it began to glow and match her markings. Raising a hand, she made the sign for cage, and flames ensnared the other altogether in a fiery inferno. 

[sundialhunter-a]

“First off, nothing is on fire. Yet.” — kitsune but like in sign language because she’s dummy smart

Zora gives the assassin a look, unamused. It took a while to seek out the damn fox, and THAT–that was fun, she’ll admit. Vixen sure knew how to hide and hide WELL. And she was raring to go, to seek out that challenge that the fox assassin had so tempted her with–and then THIS happened.

Damn thugs and their street wars. Just their luck for them to be caught in the middle, and of COURSE there were Inscribed on both sides. Sure, nothing had caught on FIRE, but from the way the fox had signed at her, that was probably gonna change.

Zora peaked out of her cover. Sure were a lot of them. She quietly draws her gun, kneeling down and ready to roll.

“If yer gonna do somethin’ ‘bout that, kindly leave me an’ m’poncho outta it.” She had these clothes made custom, damn it, like hell she was gonna let them catch on fire! “Let’s just clean house right quick. Ah’ wanna get back t’ what we got goin’ here.”

[sundialhunter-a]

local-errand-girl‌:

The masked fox snickered audibly beneath the fox mask, ears flicking a bit as her tail swayed behind her. Nodding a bit in response to the others opposition to her poncho getting scorched to hell and back, Kitsune shut her eyes and the markings on the mask and her face began to glow - Various ruby tattoos scattered across her exposed palms and she growls lowly. 

There was a reason why nobody survived when they came into contact with her. 

This was it. 

Contorting and changing, growing in size, the area was eventually harboring the large nine tailed fox as fire flooded from it’s mane. Sharp teeth lining it’s mouth, it let out a roar that rumbled the ground. This was one of the ways she also showed off to competition, and more often than not that got them out of wanting to compete with her. Well, most of the lower star level inscribed and regular old thugs would book it at the sight of her alone - Most crooks knew her work, and she always had a way to know it was her doing for the police. 

A little fox head pin was always left with the body. Whether it was tacked on somewhere or not, it didn’t matter. What did matter was that she’d been there most of the times. 

A split second and the nine tails was gone, and fires had burst from where she’d been to completely singe everything in it’s path - The street war was immediately eradicated in seconds. There were no survivors besides Zora and her. 

Kitsune stood perched on the top of a lamp post as her body smoked slightly - That was the only con of using her epithet to plow down enemies like that; It forced her to cool off, otherwise she could have a heat stroke herself. The joys of being both one of the most powerful inscribed, but just a mere fox-person.

Of course, there was a reason why Zora let the fox do her thing. Useful to see how her Epithet worked in the field (if she had one–because if after all this it turned out she was a MUNDIE, Zora’s going to eat her own hat.) and any way she could counter it–well, instead of just turning her to dust, but she remembered this gal was FASTER thanks t’ Yoomtah. Could be faster than a bullet too.

Her plan was to shoot, of course. There was no difficulty with these bozos, would be done in less than a minute or two. Except…

Except everything was just bathed in FIRE before she could do anything.

Ah. Yeah. That explained a lot. Holy FUCK. The Vixen just straight up turned into a monster. That was definitely an Epithet. And for SURE it wasn’t Class 1.

Slightly bewildered, Zora whipped her head around and stared up at the perched fox lady. She was…smoking–Like Yoomtah said she did back at Bliss Ocean HQ. So…it wasn’t just because of the rain then?

Hm. Interesting.

“…Well, shit, Vixen, didn’t know overkill was allowed! Or was that just a party trick?” Zora chuckles–oh, she’s impressed alright, and now even MORE excited for their own challenge. “If yer gonna be like that during OUR duel, though, that’s just fahn by me. Ah’ can take a lil’ heat!” 

[local-errand-girl]

The fox grins as her ears flick slightly, then they lay back down against her head as her tail curled around her. Standing up to be her full height of 6′7″, she peers down at the other from her perch altogether before she vanished once more. 

Arms folded behind her, she towered over the bandit from behind, staring down at her with her mask sitting on her head. The smoke still wafted off of her, but it was more of a campfire smell now that stuck to her. Blinking once, she cocked her head in an almost mocking manner. Well, not quite mocking, but somewhat similar to that. Challenging, maybe even daring at best . . . Even so, she doesn’t hesitate to put a clawed hand on the others head - The transformation had some physical side effects as well. Normally her hands were as normal as can be, but at the moment the red markings curled around her arms and extended them by a bit.

It was almost uncomfortable to look at. Key word was almost. It was thrilling to her because she was able to threaten people just from something with her after effects. She found it funny. Then, with her hand still on the others head, she flickered to reappear on a rooftop with the others hat in her lap. Dusting it off idly, she reels her arm back and spun it like a frisbee. Hell, even that could’ve been considered a damn weapon! She just spun it fast enough that it lodged into a wall . . . 

[local-errand-girl]

zora and kitsune, in the middle of a bunch of terf wars: 

kitsune: hold up i gotchu

kitsune: /proceeds to burn the entire city down/ 

zora: BRO.

[sundialhunter-a]

“First off, nothing is on fire. Yet.” — kitsune but like in sign language because she’s dummy smart

Zora gives the assassin a look, unamused. It took a while to seek out the damn fox, and THAT–that was fun, she’ll admit. Vixen sure knew how to hide and hide WELL. And she was raring to go, to seek out that challenge that the fox assassin had so tempted her with–and then THIS happened.

Damn thugs and their street wars. Just their luck for them to be caught in the middle, and of COURSE there were Inscribed on both sides. Sure, nothing had caught on FIRE, but from the way the fox had signed at her, that was probably gonna change.

Zora peaked out of her cover. Sure were a lot of them. She quietly draws her gun, kneeling down and ready to roll.

“If yer gonna do somethin’ ‘bout that, kindly leave me an’ m’poncho outta it.” She had these clothes made custom, damn it, like hell she was gonna let them catch on fire! “Let’s just clean house right quick. Ah’ wanna get back t’ what we got goin’ here.”

[local-errand-girl]

The masked fox snickered audibly beneath the fox mask, ears flicking a bit as her tail swayed behind her. Nodding a bit in response to the others opposition to her poncho getting scorched to hell and back, Kitsune shut her eyes and the markings on the mask and her face began to glow - Various ruby tattoos scattered across her exposed palms and she growls lowly. 

There was a reason why nobody survived when they came into contact with her. 

This was it. 

Contorting and changing, growing in size, the area was eventually harboring the large nine tailed fox as fire flooded from it’s mane. Sharp teeth lining it’s mouth, it let out a roar that rumbled the ground. This was one of the ways she also showed off to competition, and more often than not that got them out of wanting to compete with her. Well, most of the lower star level inscribed and regular old thugs would book it at the sight of her alone - Most crooks knew her work, and she always had a way to know it was her doing for the police. 

A little fox head pin was always left with the body. Whether it was tacked on somewhere or not, it didn’t matter. What did matter was that she’d been there most of the times. 

A split second and the nine tails was gone, and fires had burst from where she’d been to completely singe everything in it’s path - The street war was immediately eradicated in seconds. There were no survivors besides Zora and her. 

Kitsune stood perched on the top of a lamp post as her body smoked slightly - That was the only con of using her epithet to plow down enemies like that; It forced her to cool off, otherwise she could have a heat stroke herself. The joys of being both one of the most powerful inscribed, but just a mere fox-person.

[local-errand-girl]

“What the fuck is that?!”

The teen was just sitting on the ground under a tree when Zora said that - She was actually a little surprised at the outburst before she processes the reason why was more than likely the 6′7″ tall fox-woman perched on the tree branch off to the side of her on the top layer of the canopy. Blinking owlishly, Yoomtah pipes up with a confused tone in her voice. 

“ Who, this? She’s my friend! I think, I mean - Not really? She scared me a while ago and . . . It wasn’t fun, but she seems kinda passive right now? I dunno where she came from at all, and I don’t know her name, but it’s okay! I’ve always wanted a pet! “ She seems far more thrilled than she should be, entertaining the idea altogether as she bounces a bit in place. 

Turning her head as the fox flickered a bit and appeared a few yards away with her hand on her katana sheath, she peered out through the mask with narrowed eyes. She seems like she’s looking for something, from the looks of it; Maybe keeping an eye out for someone? 

“ . . . She’s kinda weird. And quiet! She’s really quiet. “ 

[local-errand-girl]

“Are you about to go do something illegal? Count me in.” (@ask-sasha-epithet-blackout)

{ @ask-sasha-epithet-blackout }

Yoomtah doesn’t seem thrilled to see the other at all, and if anything she doesn’t hesitate in the slightest to turn the other girl down. 

“ Um. This mission is Bliss Ocean EXCLUSIVE - I don’t want a copy cat following me around! Besides, if you wanna do crimes, get your own organization together and go on those with them, not me! “ She blows a raspberry in annoyance. 

She must really not like you, Sasha. 

[memesandthings]

DARK, THRILLING, AND/OR CRIMINAL SENTENCE STARTERS. [PT1] [PT2]

“I’m scared.”

“Are you hurt?”

“Are you scared?”

“Is this even legal?”

“Just trust me.”

“We’re locked in!”

“I know what I’m doing.”

“It’s too dark in here.”

“Why are we here?”

“They have a gun…”

“They have a knife…”

“Grab what you need, and let’s go.”

“Be quiet. Don’t let them see you.”

“Choose your victim.”

“We don’t have to do this.”

“They’re coming for us.”

“How do you know how to do that?”

“What the fuck are you doing in here?”

“We’re getting out of here unseen.”

“Something moved over there.”

“Do you have the stuff?”

“So, what’s the plan?”

“It’s not safe here.”

“This is your fault.”

“We’ve gotta go. Now.”

“Hey, how drunk are you?”

“Hey, how high are you?”

“Is that… a dead body?”

“We’re not alone in here…”

“What do you need me to do?”

“It’s not safe here, you should go.”

“I can’t believe you stole that!”

“Hey, stay close to me. Got it?”

“If they catch us, we’re dead.”

“… There’s no signal out here.”

“Where’s the money you owe me?”

“Have you ever done this before?”

“Did you bring what I asked?”

“I saw you steal that…”

“I think I dropped my weapon.”

“This is the last time I ever do this.”

“Shit, the cops are coming!”

“Wait. I think I heard footsteps.”

“We shouldn’t be doing this.”

“The cops are looking for us.”

“What the fuck is that?!”

“You’re gonna get hurt.”

“Next time, I’ll kill you.”

“It’s my first time doing this.”

“You’re gonna get us caught.”

“You seriously got high without me?”

“You seriously got drunk without me?”

“I’m never doing this with you again.”

“How’d you get all this money?”

“What are you doing out here?”

“What if something goes wrong?”

“I have a bad feeling about this.”

“I’ve never gotten high before…”

“I’ve never gotten drunk before…”

“What the fuck did you do now?”

“Let’s go and do something bad.”

“Whatever it was, it wasn’t human.”

“So are we getting high, or what?”

“I’ll kill the asshole that did this to you.”

“It seems like you’ve done this before.”

“I have to be honest… this car is stolen.”

“What do you mean this isn’t your car?!”

“I shouldn’t have let you talk me into this.”

“What do you mean this isn’t your house?!”

“That’s… a lot of drugs you’ve got there.”

“Please tell me you brought a weapon with you.”

“We don’t have to do this, we can turn around.”

“How much time will they give us if we get caught?”

“Watch the door for me? I’ll be out in five minutes.”

“Maybe it’s the drugs, but I swear I heard someone…”

“This is literally the worst fucking time to hurt your leg!”

“Are you about to go do something illegal? Count me in.”

“The engine is dead and we’re in the middle of nowhere. Fucking great.”

[local-errand-girl]

so basically?

kitsune in a song

[local-errand-girl]

                    𝘐𝘕𝘛𝘌𝘙𝘈𝘊𝘛𝘐𝘖𝘕𝘚 𝘞𝘐𝘛𝘏 𝘒𝘐𝘛𝘚𝘜𝘕𝘌 𝘈𝘙𝘌 𝘈𝘓𝘓𝘖𝘞𝘌𝘋

【ＦＵＬＬ　ＮＡＭＥ】 ：ＦＥＮ Ｎ ＥＣ　ＦＯＸＥ

【ＳＴＡＴＵＳ】 ：ＷＡＮＴＥＤ　ＤＥＡＤ　ＯＲ　ＡＬＩＶＥ　；　１，０００，０００，０００　ＢＯＵＮＴＹ

【ＡＬＩＧＮＭＥＮＴ 】 ：ＴＲＵＥ　ＮＥＵＴＲＡＬ

【ＥＭＰＬＯＹＥＲ 】 ：Ｎ／Ａ

【ＴＩＴＬＥ 】 ：ＹＯＯＭＴＡＨ＇Ｓ　“ ＦＯＸ - ＦＲＩＥＮＤ “ / ＮＩＮＥ　ＴＡＩＬＳ

“ 𝙸𝙵 𝚂𝙷𝙴'𝚂 𝚂𝙴𝙴𝙽, 𝙼𝙴𝙽 … 𝚂𝙷𝙾𝙾𝚃 𝙾𝙽 𝚂𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃. 𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚆 𝙽𝙾 𝙼𝙴𝚁𝙲𝚈, 𝙱𝙴𝙲𝙰𝚄𝚂𝙴 𝙸𝙵 𝚂𝙷𝙴 𝙶𝙴𝚃𝚂 𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙳𝚂 𝙾𝙽 𝚈𝙾𝚄, 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝚆𝙾𝙽'𝚃 𝙱𝙴 𝙰𝙽𝚈 𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝙱𝙴𝙶 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝙽 𝚂𝙷𝙴'𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙶𝙷 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝚈𝙾𝚄. ”

[local-errand-girl]

HI EVERYONENEEEE...

sorry for the absence today, i have bowling mondays and wednesdays so i got stuck doing that earlier and took a nap =w=

[local-errand-girl]

[TEXT from Zora]: Wait is she in the base??? Yooms is she inside the damn buildin'. Boss is gonna flip??

wEEEEEEEEEeeellll… she kinda showed up on the window in my room????? so like, u know. it’s raining and she was smoking like - literally so i felt bad and i let her in???????????????? pleasedon’ttellboss!

… Sent 7:55 PM …

[sundialhunter-a]

local-errand-girl‌:

Tail flicking behind her, the fox reached a hand up and saluted Zora silently. The vow she’d made long ago to her master was still in tact throughout the years of being her own employer. The smile on her face is unsettling enough as she reaches a hand up and shifts the mask to be on top of her head. Ears flattened against her ruby locks, she peers at the other with red eyes. 

Silver tints flickered through them to show off the idle power that lied beyond the gaze alone, and it was frankly unsettling. She had a reason to be here, of course … Reaching a hand into her top, she holds out an envelope between two of her fingers. The other hand holding onto the holster of her katana attached to her hip to make sure it was still secure. Then, she smirked a bit before her form quickly vanished altogether. 

No trace was there and there wasn’t a single sound. The envelope must hold what she came here to do, or maybe just another one of her “pranks” that she enjoyed leaving for anyone who sought her out for a challenge. A real challenge. 

` You’re seeking, Salazar. `

-  🦊

Not a word. A part of Zora was rather disappointed. The ones that didn’t bark or whimper or even snap back at her with a witty remark of their own were so boring, and often were the bounties she despised. And yet?

There was something in those bloody eyes, with silver tints like the lining of a incoming storm. Something dangerous and all too inviting. A curious quirk of her eyebrow met the unsettling smile, Zora’s head tilting EVER so slightly at the produced envelope. She was here to play messenger?

“Fan mail? Ah’m flattered–”

But before she could finish her sentence–the vixen was gone. Just gone, as if the woman was merely a passing breeze.

Of course she was Inscribed. Yoomtah guessed as much. Definitely not a Class 1, that’s for sure. Class 2, maybe? Hell…the fox could be a Nova Class 3 for all she knew. And there was so little she knew OF the Nine Tailed Assassin, despite her being one of the highest bounties out there besides Zora’s own.

She picked up the envelope with her hand, opening it easily.

“…So it’s fox huntin’ season, huh?” The damn fox came all this way just to DARE her? CHALLENGE her? Talk about one for the dramatics. “Okay, Vixen. I’ll play along…fer nao…~”

…But first…Yoomtah.

Pocketing the envelope, Zora’s eyes flicker towards the TV. It’s quiet and off. Good. Either her boss didn’t see all that…or he was going to wait for another time. That was fine.

Boots clicked back downstairs, hurrying along back to the gremlin’s room. There she is.

“…damn it, Yooms.” Upon further inspection, it looked as if the fox just knocked her out. Which…didn’t make much sense. Either the fox didn’t hurt kids or it was just faster or more efficient to simply get her out of the way. Zora had no way of knowing. “…could’ve done worse t’ yew, yew airhead.”

With a sigh, Zora pulls up a seat next to her bed and…waits. Waits for her to wake up.

[local-errand-girl]

Everything was just quiet save for the quiet drone of Yoomtah’s fan in the bedroom - She must’ve been genuinely scared, she didn’t even get the chance to defend herself or even really stood the chance up against Kitsune. It felt gentle to just watch her sleep, and it was evident; Nothing was wrong - Just a bruise on the back of her head was the most likely scenario, and she’d surely have a headache when she awoke, but even then . . . It wasn’t so bad, was it? There were so many ways that the scenario could’ve played out. 

Yoomtah not having been alive was absolutely one of them, but maybe the fox actually had a little bit of empathy for the situation - She was just there for a game, after all. That’s how she did those things, from what the news would suggest. Always vanishing after the other bounties thought they were safe, then came back to claim her prize when they’d entirely let their guards down. It was really just playing dirty, but it was more fun to watch them quake and panic when she shows up through the smoke, eyes blazing - It gave them nightmares, if they lived afterwards. 

After a few moments, the teen stirred slightly and winced, eyes flickering a bit as she opened them and put a hand on her head. Frowning, she scrunches her nose as she shuts her eyes again at the light in her room. Maybe she was disappointed? Who knew, really . . . Yoomtah was pretty verbal about her distastes and such, but it didn’t matter.

At least, until she shot up in her bed altogether and began to panic once she remembered what happened. 

“ Zora! Zora, is she gone? We - We should . . . We should call the cops - Or, I mean - Not . . . Not the cops but - Someone! I don’t - I don’t even, “ Her body spikes with electricity and her yellow eyes grow foggy with tears - Then, she inhaled and almost actually let out a noise akin to a whimper. 

“ I - I . . . That was terrifying -, “ Yoomtah says quietly.

[local-errand-girl]

anyways bed time bc i’ve spent the past week staying up until i passed out so. yeah 

gn guys! :]