;berserker of black

"-- I am all alone, and it's painful... it's agonizing... it hurts."

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FLEES. 

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Not so fast, Caster! She’s gonna have to dash in front of you and cut you off for the time being.

“... I wonder what I should do... What do you think...?”

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♦ + the good lord Jesus Christ

[cittamemes]

Send me a '♦ + character name' to know about their relationship with that character in Hive City.

[all-things-rp-moved]

The 24th (gif/icon) in your folder is your muse's reaction to receiving death threats.

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[justtoliveonedayarchive]

The Hunchback Notre Dame Sentence Meme

[monstrums-blog]

❝Listen, they’re beautiful, no?.❞ ❝Who is this creature?❞ ❝Hush, little one.❞ ❝You there!  What are you hiding?❞ ❝Sanctuary!  Please give us sanctuary!❞ ❝My conscience is clear.❞ ❝What must I do?❞ ❝Our Lord works in mysterious ways.❞ ❝What makes a monster and what makes a man?❞ ❝Will today be the day?❞ ❝Go on. Nobody wants to be cooped up here forever.❞ ❝Well that’s what you get for sleeping with your mouth open.❞ ❝I’d never fit in there. I’m not…normal. ❞ ❝No, the Pope. Of course, you!❞ ❝Life’s not a spectator sport. If watching is all you’re gonna do, then you’re gonna watch your life go by without you.❞ ❝Who says you gotta ask?❞ ❝Better to beg forgiveness than to ask permission.❞   ❝I am your only friend.❞ ❝I am a monster.❞ ❝What I’d give, what I’d dare…❞ ❝If I were in their skin I’d treasure every instant.❞ ❝Just one day, and then I swear I’ll be content.❞ ❝You leave town for a couple of decades and they change everything.❞ ❝Reporting for duty, as ordered, sir.❞ ❝You make your point quite vividly.❞ ❝Everyone is acting crazy.❞ ❝You’re not hurt, are you?  Here, here, let’s see.❞ ❝See, no harm done.  Just try to be a little more careful.❞ ❝Hurry, here’s your chance.❞ ❝You think s/he’s ugly now? Watch this.❞ ❝Don’t be afraid. I’m sorry, this wasn’t supposed to happen.❞   ❝You speak of justice, yet you are cruel to those most in need of your help.❞ ❝I’m free, I’m free!…dangit.❞ ❝What a woman!❞ ❝You sneaky son of a—❞ ❝Are you always this charming, or am I just lucky?❞   ❝I was just imagining a rope around that beautiful neck.❞ ❝What do they have against people who are different, anyway?❞ ❝You can’t right all the wrongs in this world by yourself.❞ ❝I thought we all were children of God.❞ ❝Wait!  I want to talk to you.❞ ❝Got the girls chasing you already!.❞ ❝Did you make all these things yourself?❞ ❝I could stay up here forever.❞ ❝How could such a cruel man/woman/person have raised someone like you?❞   ❝I am a monster, you know.❞ ❝Do you think I’m evil?❞ ❝You helped me.  Now I will help you.❞ ❝This is where I belong.❞ ❝I don’t think I’m his/her type.❞ ❝You know I am a righteous man.❞ ❝It’s not my fault!❞ ❝God have mercy on me.❞ ❝Will you stop following me? Who are you?❞ ❝With all due respect, I was not trained to murder the innocent.❞ ❝We always said you were the cute one. ❞ ❝You’ve done so much for me already, my friend, but I must ask your help one more time.❞ ❝Promise you won’t let anything happen to him/her.❞ ❝I think…you’re hiding something.❞ ❝You’ve got a funny way of showing gratitude.❞ ❝I’m tired of trying to be something I’m not.❞ ❝Good, good, good!  Ahhh. Great!…What is it?❞   ❝You’re very clever to have found our hideaway.  Unfortunately, you won’t live to tell the tale.❞ ❝Leave me alone.❞ ❝You’re safe now.❞ ❝You killed her/him.❞ ❝And He shall smite the wicked and plunge them into the fiery pit!❞

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Oh. 

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Better than nothing. 

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“....”

She’s debating on killing him where he stands, honestly. Of all the Servants to encounter in this place...

[kindergartenstar]

.:[ ★ ☆ ]:. “Ahahahahah… yeeaaah.” More like, it’d wise not to whack me with a mace, crazy lady.

“What do you even need a job for, dude? People throw out food like, all the time.” You get some odd priorities when you’re an immortal gem warrior who doesn’t have to eat (but you could, for the record).

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"... It is something to spend time on... And I would like to have funds available for when I need it...”

“... And eating food off the streets is dangerous... I would not do it often if I were you...” or at all, but that’s simply because she doesn’t need to eat, either.

[numinal]

                    “Repair, huh? Well, I don’t personally know anyone who needs someone                 good at fixin’ stuff, but… maybe y’ could put an ad out. Y’ know, offer your services                 an’ th’ like. Folks who can fix stuff that others can’t fix themselves’re usually in                 pretty high demand.”

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“... Ah... Perhaps... That would be a wise decision, however... I am not sure how well I can run any sort of business on my own...” talking to people wasn’t exactly her forté. “... But I suppose... It would be worth a try,”

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monstrums

[requippedheart]

[ ☩ ] - … What a beautiful.. stunning. Shining, even. The curves and yet slim figure caught Erza’s eye almost immediately.. her mouth agape at the radiance that beckoned from such a being. It caused her to walk towards slowly, almost like a hungered wolf to the prey. Before she had even realized it.. a hand rested on it.. 

“ What a spectacular mace.. its craft is quite well made.. whoever made this has their work cut out for them..! “ 

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The mace is immediately swung back behind the maiden upon the woman touching it, a visible frown contorting onto her features.

She hadn’t really expected the stranger to come this close to her and even if she did, she would not have suspected her to touch her mace. Due to its importance to her, anyone touching it is simply not appreciated. The only time one may even hope to come into contact with it is during battle... Which is not a good thing.

“... Don’t touch it,” she warns, placing the bulb onto the ground once more, a free hand still placed upon its fin. “... You are lucky you were not electrocuted... As for the person who made this...” she pauses, her tone growing quiet and surprisingly bitter.

“... They were a fool... Nothing more,”

[kindergartenstar]

.:[ ★ ☆ ]:. Holy heck, that is one big gem-smashing mace. She is going to do the right thing and not cheese this woman off.

“Uh… I mean… that’s a sweet horn you have?”

Nicely saved, Amethyst. You have totally got this.

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She almost scoffs at her words, but decides to let the issue go despite her annoyance. Most people can’t help but comment on her appearance, it seems (which is typical, but still makes the maiden grimace).

“... Right... It would be wise to mind your words from now on, hm...?”

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the fifth & servant ┇cinque & berserker of black

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     ❝OH…❞ THERE’S SOME sadness to her voice when the woman asked her to stop spouting nonsense. She wondered why anyone would joke about her appearance. She was really pretty after all. ❝Well, I still think you’re really pretty! The other people who are joking seem like really big jerks!❞

     Innocent and childish as ever, there was no stopping the Cinque train even for a second. She continued to smile at Berserker and upon learning her name, gave a quick head tilt. ❝Berserker? That’s a straaaaange name,❞ she mused aloud. Of course, the Cinque train included some honest comments.

     ❝Buuut I guess Cinque isn’t better ~.❞ Rocking on her heels, another question came into mind. ❝Hey, are you called that because you’re super-duper strong?❞

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At her comments she says nothing, keeping back a sigh. Though what the girl says has truth to it, it’s something the homunculus can never really believe for she is a monster and to be treated as such is the norm... Even so, there is still a part of her that wants to believe in the brunette’s words, as dreamlike as they may be to her.

“....” silence governs her lips still at what the girl says next, simply giving a subtle nod to her words. For someone who knows knowing of the Holy Grail War, it definitely must seem odd for someone to introduce themselves as such a strange title. However, she prefers to give out her title rather than her true name, due to the nature of the war.

“... Yes and no...” she begins her answer, briefly wondering just how to respond to her inquiry. “... It is a title given to my class because we can be unpredictable... And cursed with madness...”

[numinal]

                    “We-ell… that depends. What d’ya like t’ do? Or… what kinda stuff’re                 ya good at?”

[monstrums-blog]

“... I am not skilled in many areas... But I am able to repair most things...” she’s also able to destroy things, too, but that’s a ‘talent’ she’d rather not talk about.

[crubas]

          ❝Hey, there you go!❞

     He splayed a hand toward her, pleased with progress having come of her own rumination, smile broadening to aid the gesture. The girl had a talent, and that was an excellent starting point. Of course, new buds of skill could always be nurtured, and everyone had something.

     The hand dropped following the subject’s turn to him and his previous occupation, and he cast a series of bashful glances about his feet.

          ❝Well, it… kept me busy, gave me a few skills worth having… when I wasn’t tripping over, or trying to be tough somewhere else…❞ he shook his head, palms up, ❝But this isn’t about me!❞

     Her added remark upon Gobber’s name elicited a chuckle on his part, warm to the core.

          ❝I’m sure he’d love to hear that. Speaking of names, I feel bad I don’t know yours– I’m Hiccup. It’s nice to meet you.❞

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It isn’t often the maiden is faced with positive reinforcement without much reason such as this and in a way, she can’t find herself dismissing the boy. Perhaps it’s her own selfishness coming into play by the fact that she doesn’t want to have this little ray of positivity leaving her so soon, even if it's out of pity... But she’s certain that he would sooner or later.

Possibly sooner rather than later.

“... Putting effort into something... Is a remarkable trait in and of itself...” she adds quietly, her gaze looking to the ground once more.

It’s always a little strange when someone outside of the Grail War asks for her name, if only because they don’t really understand what it means. Though she really has nothing to fear by giving out her name (which is not truly hers to begin with), it is still something she finds discomfort in doing.

“Hiccup... I see... You may call me Berserker...” she finally adds, not bothering to say that the title isn’t really her name. “... It is... Nice to meet you as well, Hiccup...”

[kindergartenstar]

.:[ ★ ☆ ]:.“You could be a target at one of those ring-tossin’ games.” It’s not nice to make fun of people’s horns, Amethyst.

[monstrums-blog]

“... Maybe I should do the opposite... And see if I can hit you, hm...?” it really isn’t especially when said owner of horn can become easily irritated.

[crubas]

     A roll of his shoulders, undeterred by the waning likelihood his suggestions were to garner success. So books or crowded places weren’t her thing– there was an answer to that too.

          ❝Uhh– no, but it can’t be too hard, right? We had plenty o’ those back home. Meat, fruit, other knick-knacks…❞ 

     He ventured something else– a little inspiration, if you could call it that.

          ❝Me and my mentor– Gobber’s his name, charming, I know– we were blacksmiths. Swords, maces, shields– you name it, we fixed it for you!❞

     Of course, after that, they turned to saddles and harnesses for fellow Vikings and their dragon companions, but he’d certainly be careful who he told that to.

[monstrums-blog]

The boy’s determination is certainly... Refreshing, in a way. Though she has met many determined as he, they always came across as far too haughty to her and as a result, rubbed her the wrong way. However the vibe she gets from the brunet is one of sincerity that he wishes to help and for that, she can’t really fault him.

Though she cannot say how difficult it is to run a market stand, she certainly knows a thing or two about fixing things and as a result, she perks up slightly at the mention of it. Though, to think that someone like this male made weapons... It’s a little strange, based on his somewhat innocent face, but she supposes it’s always best not to judge a book by its cover.

Herself excluded, of course.

“... Hm... Repairing things... That is something I can do...” she hums in thought for a moment, her gaze shifting to the ground before looking to the brunet once more. “... But that is certainly a talent to be proud of... Making weapons is a difficult task... Especially for someone so young...” or at least, he looks young. For all she knows, he could be 42.

“... And Gobber is a fine name...” at least he has one.

[mortist]

He’s leather-clad, clothed in varying mattes of black dark enough to void the sun’s light– save that tell-tale indigo shirt, the only thing to compliment his manner of dress. The wait had his animation suspended for the time being, looking around restlessly so that he may escape the prying note of strangers passing by. Odin loathed being in plain view of so many, singled out by his lack of movement and the empty space, no crowd to cloak him. It was tickling his nerves, particularly with just one other to his left. 

Those jitters distracted him from the falling wire overhead. Luckily, they were excused– and he was jerked back from the danger with alarming force.

He lurched with the strain, a ragdoll to such power, stomach tossed into the walls of its confines. Frazzled, weak on his footing and stumbling while trying to stabilise, he turned a wary gaze to this assailant.

      ➝“U-Uhh—-”

Casting a puzzled look to the wire, still crackling away in its severed agony, it dawned on him.

Oh-kay. So that happened.

[monstrums-blog]

The small frown she makes is well hidden behind her bangs.

Though she is unsatisfied with the answer, she supposes that such a response is natural. After all, people will obviously go into some state of shock after having dodged any dangerous situation, so to speak. In a way, it reminds her slightly of someone she knows back where she had been originally summoned for he, too, would react much like the male before her.

Well, perhaps he might overreact slightly more than this one.

Silently the homunculus looks over at the severed wire now a safe distance away from the duo then back to the stranger. She still opts to say nothing as her hidden, mismatches hues look at the male from top to bottom in order to scope out any sort of injury he may have suffered. Fortunately though it seems that he’s fine, asides from any mental trauma he may have suffered (though, she doubts that).

“... You seem to be alright... Are you in shock...?”

[perpetua-anima]

What a strangely clad woman. Was she one of those cosplayer people? It wouldn’t to ask, right? It looked like she was wearing some sort of gown too. Looks similar to a wedding dress.

“You okay there, miss?”

“

[monstrums-blog]

She may be used to the stares but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t cause irritation with the maiden.

“... Fine as one can be... I suppose...”