Number Five

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[numberfive05]

Looking for active The Umbrella Academy Roleplay blogs (And others)

I would love to interact with other roleplay blogs on TUA. I'm not restricting to canon characters only (OCs are very welcome) and open to interact with roleplay blogs from other fandoms as well.

I just ask that you are a literate roleplayer and in third person (please c:).

Hope we get to interact in the future!

[numberfive05]

Number Five’s brows slowly furrowed, more than they would usually be. “Why would we not be able?” Unless they were on another country, that is. Which wasn’t the case. What was very intriguing, however, was everything the unknown individual was stating. Seeing as none of his siblings had anything to say, whether it was because of their words or the fact they were talking with someone that breached from high above. He took a step forward, breaking the line they had formed around the crater. “That’s odd.” Five shoved his hands a little deeper into his pockets. “I’m pretty sure the humans inhabiting this planet are entirely human, with a few exceptions on the evolved aspects of other species.”

[degenerate-era]

They blinked once. Twice. Thrice for good measure. “Impossible..” Basil muttered softly, taking a slight step back. Looking upwards at the…sky..? They saw no stars. Their usual view of things. “That hasn’t changed…then why…?” Stranger spoke up from the bracer on the young hybrids wrist, “If I may,” he started matter of factly, “It is quite possible that the universe we slipped into is a one in one googolplex anomaly. Perhaps not that exact but, it does bare a striking similarity to the universe during the old Stellar Era.” His voice was calm and collected as Basil kept their eyes on the group, “The scans i ran on this planets radiosphere indicate a heavy likeness towards Old Terranova.”

[numberfive05]

Once again, the Hargreeves siblings exchanged looks, casting their addled gazes back to the individual engaged in conversation with a secondary entity. He supposed encountering a being from up and above shouldn’t be as surprising as it was, it was only logical when there were some things far beyond the extraordinary already on Earth. “Look, we just wanna know if you came here for any- I don’t know, alien invasion or something horrible and threatening for humanity.” Klaus blurted in midst of his stupefaction, and Five delivered a hard jab at his side. “In other words.” Five intercepted, shoulders stiff and squared. “We want to know the reason for your arrival.”

[numberfive05]

I see a lot of sass down in my comments.

And I must say I’m rather proud to see it. Nice job everyone.

[numberfive05]

On second thought, you all did okay.

[numberfive05]

I see a lot of sass down in my comments.

And I must say I'm rather proud to see it. Nice job everyone.

[meyerlansky]

i don’t belong anywhere thanks to you. you made me a killer.

[numberfive05]

Hi would you be interested in a Umbrella Academy rp? :)

Certainly. :) Why don’t you message me so we can discuss it?

[numberfive05]

I'm not the best with life advice but I can certainly give you something important to keep in mind.

Do not time travel.

[numberfive05]

Number Five’s brows slowly furrowed, more than they would usually be. “Why would we not be able?” Unless they were on another country, that is. Which wasn’t the case. What was very intriguing, however, was everything the unknown individual was stating. Seeing as none of his siblings had anything to say, whether it was because of their words or the fact they were talking with someone that breached from high above. He took a step forward, breaking the line they had formed around the crater. “That’s odd.” Five shoved his hands a little deeper into his pockets. “I’m pretty sure the humans inhabiting this planet are entirely human, with a few exceptions on the evolved aspects of other species.”

[numberfive05]

“Sooo…” Three minutes went by before Klaus had the necessity to break the silence. The smoke was starting to die out, and they could get a better look at the ship, but other than that, there wasn’t much to watch out for. The six siblings, plus the seventh one standing to the side unbeknownst to them, resembled the closest to a picture taken right there. “This is very boring.” Klaus drew out an exhale, groaning and muttering, just as a kid would do when stuck with their parents at the bank or waiting in the store. Standing side by side, anyone would think that Number Five was the adult there and Klaus had been possessed by a child of some sort.

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“Old English…” Basil frowned lightly. This should be completely impossible. “Well, i hate to be this individual, but if you keep staring while out of sight we will get nowhere.” Stranger pitched in. They sighed and nodded lightly, “Yea, yea fine.” Basil moves slowly, into the sight of anyone watching. Their eyes were still narrowed slightly as they tilted their head. A couple of the individuals visible were a bit too…uppity in anticipation for their tastes. It took all they had to keep their dorsal from raising defensively. “This’ll be fun.” Strangers chipper reply echoed slightly.

[numberfive05]

His brother didn’t stop there, throwing any comment about being superheroes and whatnot. Five had been staring in some form of resignment, but then his gaze was caught by movement from the corner of his eye, and he just lifted his hand to point there. “Klaus.” But to no use. “I’m just saying we should be more adventurous.” Five then repeated, piqued. “Klaus, look.”

“No Five, you look. Really, look at me. I’m at the prime of my life! I need to do more than I’m doing right now. This is not-”

Tired, the shorter sibling made the other turn, getting a good look of the figure that was slowly emerging into view. “Oh.” 

Everyone exchanged looks. “What do we tell them?”

Five gave his brother a narrowed look. “How are you so sure they speak English?”

[numberfive05]

“Sooo...” Three minutes went by before Klaus had the necessity to break the silence. The smoke was starting to die out, and they could get a better look at the ship, but other than that, there wasn’t much to watch out for. The six siblings, plus the seventh one standing to the side unbeknownst to them, resembled the closest to a picture taken right there. “This is very boring.” Klaus drew out an exhale, groaning and muttering, just as a kid would do when stuck with their parents at the bank or waiting in the store. Standing side by side, anyone would think that Number Five was the adult there and Klaus had been possessed by a child of some sort.

“Well, what did you expect? An alien coming out and shooting at us?” Five retorted, unimpressed by the whole ordeal. The wind picked up as the night advanced, shifting his hair up and to the side in spells. “Yeah! Just that. Come on, this is supposed to be exciting! We should be attacking, using our awesome powers and not just stand around like old ladies waiting for something to happen.” Everyone’s eyes narrowed at the comparison, not quite getting where he would find that from.

[numberfive05]

Mundane criminals, those who went around stealing banks, robbing people and whatnot, were easier to figure out. Humanity was complex, yes, but when it came to carrying out a plan to steal or cause harm, they were unremarkably similar, almost as if there existed a club where criminals gathered to set on the table the same semantics for crime. The unknown, especially from outer space, was uncharted territory. Number Five just hoped that none of his siblings headed right into said territory without assessing whether the intended subject presented any threat or not. He was especially wary of Klaus and his astounding ability to talk himself into trouble. “What do we do?” Came from said sibling instead, much to his relief, it seemed the man was too addled to formulate any ideas that would only bring disaster.

Number Five merely stood on his spot, hands shoved deeply into his school shorts. “We wait.” He suggested, chin jutting out in the direction of the ship. “We go in too quickly, we may get attacked or make the user feel threatened, we stay out here and we may wait long by the possibility that whoever or whatever is in there didn’t survive the crash. But I’m sure you know which is the best alternative.” No one seemed inclined to disagree to his suggestion. It was a little late to argue over the best plan anyways, and they could really use some more nights of good rest before settling back into the crime fighting schedule they used to live with when they were kids.

[degenerate-era]

Starshine and C4

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Basil held tightly to the steering mechanism of their ship. Entry was not going as planned. Not in the slightest. “No no no c’mon. Don’t be like that.” They hiss quietly, almost unheard under the sound of the alarms. There was the slightest scoff from their mind, “Yes because begging will get so much done.” Stranger jabs, pulling a roll of the eyes out of Basil. “Not helping Stra.” A loud crash pulled them from their thoughts. Eyes widening, Basil shot up from their seat. “We aren’t making it.” they exclaimed, making a b-line to their Fathers cryo chamber. The emergency protocol had already broken his body down into diamonded carbon dust in a softball sized vial. The casing was near impenatrable, ensuring the remains safety. “Don’t worry dad, i gotcha...” they hum softly before returning to the pilot chair and settling in for the inevitable crash landing. A landing which occured a few miles outside of a city, in the dark of an overcast night.

[numberfive05]

“I feel like we are in one of those cool superhero movies. Livin’ in the same big broody mansion and waiting for the Bat-signal so we can walk up and play heroes.” The old-styled car trudged over the gravel road, their surroundings turning dark as they deepened further out into the outskirts. The six siblings, that somehow piled into the same car, had all been silent. That is until Klaus decided the silence was enough. Number Five thought there wasn’t anything bad about being quiet every once in a while. “I also think I would make a very pretty Wonder Woman. What do you think guys?” No one moved, except Diego, who summoned enough energy to lift his head and muster. “Why don’t you just shut up and make my night a little peaceful?”

Everyone expected an argument to ensue, but luckily enough, Number Five perked up at the sight they arrived to. “Well, that’s new.” He pulled up, just enough to be close to the scene but safe from the billowing smoke permeating the air thickly. He landed the break and got off the car, along the rest of his siblings, all filing up to stand side by side and peer into the crater marked on the ground. “What were we called in for?” Number Five questioned, blinking owlishly at the odd ship -or at least that is what he thought it to be- while the rest merely stared in astonishment. “Unknown object entering the limits. Don’t think the police would be able to handle this.” Luther expressed his own disbelief.

He wasn’t sure if they qualified for it, either. 

[numberfive05]

Sometimes you think you have seen it all but then life drops a new one right at your feet.

[numberfive05]

I’m not sure what everyone tries to deliver when talking about a ‘Twinkie’, but that word holds no meaning for me and never will.

[numberfive05]

For the sake of my sanity, don't call me a young man.