a hero

I can feel it. Inside me. a DARKNESS. {blitz}

[murucsbo]

my muse for neo gets out of control sometime, and as a result ill write something up and tag your url in it. you dont have to respond or anything. i just wanted to let you all know that. u_u

[murucsbo]

This city is a nexus for the strange and unusual. It is here that dimensions can be crossed. And where do these visitors go when they find themselves lost? They come to me. You come to me. 

I hope you're a fan of tea.

[murucsbo]

"We're all trying to catch up. Neo and myself. Apparently we've only got a small window of time for me to become, well, a lot fuckin' stronger than I am right now. I'm worried. Those two guys--I didn't stand a chance. Is everyone from Hell that strong? Neo says if I left now, I'd be killed in seconds. I'd rather not kick the bucket. Not yet anyway."

"Neo talks as if he knows everything. I'm not sure how he does it, but he knows a lot of crap. About anything, really. It's...disturbing? Whatever."

[murucsbo]

[murucsbo]

yeah so i guess i should like idk introduce myself or whatever. my names darrec and i run this blog. its an oc blog so if thats not your cup of tea you can unfollow me or something. ive been roleplaying since i was about 9 so im p good at what i do. i think so anyway. blitz and all my other characters belong to me of course, as does my story darkwings. 

im a nice enough dude so talkin ooc is fine and junk. im not a very good people person tho so, yeah.

[murucsbo]

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An abandoned lot in the middle of the city wasn't exactly the best location for this lesson, but time is short and so is my patience at the moment. With a slash of my cane I sent Blitz soaring through the air and into a parked car. The spell I cast over the area should drown out the commotion from the outside world, but if one were to enter that would be an entirely different story.

"Get up," I told him as I slowly approached, "Hell is a dangerous, unforgiving place. You won't have a second chance if you are struck down. You need to think on your feet." I stopped in front of him and watched as he slowly began to rise to his feet. "You will be all alone. No allies, no friends, no mercy. Hell will eat you up and spit you out if you aren't careful." His eyes narrowed as he looked up at me; I frowned in response.

"......" Blitz didn't say a word once he managed to stand back up. All I could hear was his heavy, labored breaths. I adjusted the hat on my head before taking another long puff from my pipe. Kids today. They think they're all tough shit.

This is where you show up. I wonder how you'll perceive the situation, and act accordingly. Whatever you choose to do, I'm sure it'll be interesting.

[murucsbo]

Another morning, another battle of wits between Blitz and myself. This shouldn't take long.

"Do you not appreciate the outfit I made especially for you?" "It looks like a fucking dress." "That's because it is a dress." "...." "It was handcrafted by a friend of mine. You should be honored to wear her work." "I'm not wearing that damn thing. It's unmanly." "Says the boy with pink hair and long eyelashes."

[murucsbo]

Our hero’s eyes narrowed. It wasn’t because he thought of the three strangers as hostile enemies, but rather people in general. He wasn’t fond of other living, breathing people I’m afraid. Blitz was a loner by nature and tended to stay away from anything that talked or moved. A charmed life he lives. Anyway, it looks like he’s going to say something.

“One of you smells weird,” he stated dully, “I think it’s you, the guy with the white hair. You smell like…” His eyes narrowed further. “…You smell like a demon.”

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Dark eyebrows slowly elevated at the assumption. Looking passed the individual, Yuri shrugged. It wasn’t any of his business anyway. Might as well keep walking.

[murucsbo]

Do you believe in fated encounters? I do. They're actually very real, and happen almost all the time. To certain people of course, and not to everyone. What was transpiring right now was a perfect example of such a fated encounter. 

"...Hey," spoke our hero as he took a step after the boy, "where are you going?" Blitz's eyebrows furrowed. 

[shanewillfindyou]

He said Son, have you seen the world?

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[labrandnewcitizendispute]

A hero of war, is that what they see? Just medals and scars— so damn proud of me. I brought home that flag, now it gathers dust, but it’s the flag that I love, it’s the only I trust.

Hero of War; Rise Against (via yoursevendeadlysins)

[bullshitmaybeaproblem]

He said, “Son, have you seen the world?Well, what would you say if I said that you could?”

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[murucsbo]

Blitz's ability to wield Darkness is unique. I say unique because he is the only one capable to do so. In this universe. I know of other universes, other people; they all share the same fate. Consumption. 

I'd rather not dwell on that any further.

He can coat his body in a transparent shield, which he can use to parry any human weapon. Against an Angelus it would shatter and break, as it is now. This is why we're training. Corruption of the soul has already begun, unbeknownst to him. You can see it in his eyes and smell it in his breath. Completely normal to a human, but not to someone like me--or other similar to me. It's obvious that he's sick. He's unaware of that too--the sickness. I'm not at liberty to tell him.

A chainsaw, a sword, a gun--he can transmute his forearms into any weapon he wants, thanks to his ability. It's nifty but dangerous. As he is now, he can only maintain a manifestation for several minutes. Once that time is up he's powerless for a short amount of time. It's a weakness I'll have to fix.

I'm wary of what will become of him. It has me worried. It's not easy knowing that someone you care deeply for is going to die.

[murucsbo]

Now here was an interesting woman. An ambitious woman. If you asked me, I'd tell you that her significant other didn't deserve her. Sure, he was a nice person--mostly. But you can't have a relationship based off of personality alone. That may sound hypocritical coming from someone like me, but I digress. Anyway, maybe some of her ambitious qualities will rub off on our pink haired delinquent. Only time will tell. Well, actually, I already know--but I won't ruin the surprise. 

Blitz was exiting the laundromat when he almost bumped into her. He stopped short and caught himself, and like the gentleman he was, turned to glare up at her. She was an inch or so taller than him. Cute. "Oi," he said with a scowl, "Watch it." How saucy.

[murucsbo]

I sent Blitz on an errand. Looks like he managed to get himself in some trouble along the way. The high percentage of thugs in this town disturbs me.

[murucsbo]

Our hero's eyes narrowed. It wasn't because he thought of the three strangers as hostile enemies, but rather people in general. He wasn't fond of other living, breathing people I'm afraid. Blitz was a loner by nature and tended to stay away from anything that talked or moved. A charmed life he lives. Anyway, it looks like he's going to say something.

"One of you smells weird," he stated dully, "I think it's you, the guy with the white hair. You smell like..." His eyes narrowed further. "...You smell like a demon."