I played and beat Rise of the Ronin, and wanted to write up something based around my favorite plot twist of the game.
Spoilers below for Rise of the Ronin, it has death, and I will disclose I did make my Blade Twin Mizu from Blue Eye Samurai. I have zero regrets
Now some context/info on my Veiled Edge prior to the snippit!!
-My Veiled Edge (usually default all names to Em) is foreign blood, she was abandoned as an infant. She sticks out like a sore thumb with thick, curly red hair and bright, round amber eyes
-A bit self shippy, but I always saw her relationship with her Blade Twin to be romantic. Like 'wives' in a sense. When the Black Ship incident occurred, her ONLY goal was to find Mizu. Playing both sides of the oncoming political war (and everyone involved) to get to this goal
-It was only after Genzui's suicide (and Fumi's "How can you create a peaceful world through war?!") that made her open her eyes and choose to fight for the greater good, putting finding her Blade Twin on the back burner
-Both times the Blade Twins fight prior to the Omi Inn Incident, Em purely protected herself and was truly heartbroken by Mizu's betrayals. She truly wanted to believe it was brainwashing by the foreign forces that caused this and held hope that she could fix this.
-She found comfort in Ryoma's company and they subsequently formed a Veiled Vow VERY PRIOR to the Omi Inn Incident (Thankfully ya girl grinded for 10 hours and got the branch where he survives thank god)
I wrote this at like 10 in the morning when I woke up, Im sorry if its not good, its self indulgent but you gotta make self indulgent stuff to thrive man
Blood was a smell all too familiar to her. Its metallic taste and copper scent were something she grew accustomed to. There was no telling how many times it accidentally got up her nose or on her tongue what times she tried to speak after a fight. No mistake as well how many clothes she lost from the stains she couldn't get off the cloth.
But this time, the smell made her sick. Two bodies lay in the room she stormed into. One she recognized little. A member of the anti-shogunate faction, that's as much as she knew. But the other... She refused to believe it was him. Her closest friend. The person that had stuck alongside her since she escaped the Veiled Edge. Her Veiled Vow Ryoma Sakamoto, leaned against a wall, drenched in his own blood. From where she stood, she couldn't see a rise and fall of his chest or a flicker of his eyelids.
"You still need... To clean up this country..." The anti-shogunate man choked out, snapping Em from her thoughts, "You need... To live..." His body began to slump as he used his final breath to speak, the thud that his corpse emitted seemed to echo in the Veiled Edge's ears. It was all becoming too real. Her mind was finally able to make ends of what she was seeing before her. The rocks that weighed her stomach down rose to her throat as she watched the scene unfold.
"He was a bad influence to you." No... She knew that voice. A sickening familiar voice that she never thought she would hear again. Her wet amber eyes flickered to her side, only to see her Blade Twin come forward, staring at the carnage before them. She turned her blue eyes towards Em, "But I've taken care of that."
'But I've taken care of that'. Those words burned into her mind. She did this...? Mizu? She killed him?? Her thoughts screamed and stayed silent all at once. Blood roared in her ears, her throat begged to yell. Her body and mind fought ferociously. She wanted to crumple to the ground and scream until her throat ran raw. She wanted to kneel and let her end come, so maybe if death took her now she could maybe see Ryoma's warm smile again. She wanted to unsheath her blade and destroy all her gaze fell upon.
"Murderer..." Her voice was little more than a shaky whisper as her gaze met Mizu's. She prayed that this was all a sort of sick joke. But this was far from it. It was the harsh reality that life was crueler than she would have ever imagined.
The overwhelming grief and pain turned to rage, the stones in her stomach turning to fire as she brandished her oxtail blade, "MURDERER!!" Every other time Em and Mizu clashed their blades, she never intended to hurt her Blade Twin. She only wished to defend herself; Mizu was simply brainwashed, she'd come around! This simply proved Em wrong. The counterpart she had been raised beside her whole life was gone. This was no longer the woman she came to care about. The one she would have burned down all of Japan to find safe and sound.
Only one thing would satisfy the inferno in her heart: to cut her Blade Twin down, just as she did her Veiled Vow.
I saw this banger harem fanfic with a bunch of Alfred Molina characters a while back and tbh want to do one of my own with a twist in a sense?
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They sorta get zapped into the setting cuz ✨ magic ✨ and are Not Chill About it. They have no recollection or knowledge of anything, just that one minute theyre in their respective media and then BOOM they're in some 20-something year old's apartment
Otto Octavius, Armand Gamache, Diego Rivera, ya know, very well known Alfred Molina characters
But ofc I wanted more obscure ones, like Ira Moss (Nervous Energy), Stephen Arden (Species), Juan Perez (The Perez Family)
It would function less like an x reader fanfic and more like the main character working with all these eerily similar looking men to find a way to get them back home. I also thought of the nice touch to have characters like Diego and Konstantin to have very broken English or none at all (respectively. Diego did work in America, while Konstantin I dont think has ever stepped foot off Russian soil)
Also thought it would be fun to work with to have them experience things they arent used to (From as drastic as poor Konstantin seeing a car for the first time, to Armand staring at the Worlds Largest McDonald's in absolute terror because 'Murica)
Dont get me started on Diego finding a certain website that starts with an 'O' and ends in 'nlyfans'
I saw this banger harem fanfic with a bunch of Alfred Molina characters a while back and tbh want to do one of my own with a twist in a sense?
Like
They sorta get zapped into the setting cuz ✨ magic ✨ and are Not Chill About it. They have no recollection or knowledge of anything, just that one minute theyre in their respective media and then BOOM they're in some 20-something year old's apartment
Im on my second playthrough of TFBW and finally jumped on the bandwagon to draw my New Kidsona
-Goes by Em B. What its short for is unknown
-Wears headphones often. Literally just because her ears are sensitive to the colder mountain weather
-She is, infact, not mute! In all truth, literally no one gives her time to answer.
-Also why everyone assumed she was a boy for a while
-Closest to Kyle, Kenny, and Butters for the most part, played with those three the most during games, with Stan as a frenemy (all that accusing shit in TFBW man... /lh)
Hehe, Im hella proud of this art. Its not good, but its a big start with doing something remotely styled like South Park :)
The support I have gotten with this silly clangen blog has been absolutely incredible and I cannot thank you all enough.
So to celebrate this milestone and to say thank you, I want to give back in the best way I can with a blog like this!
I will be selecting 3 winners on 01/19/24 who will be able to make a character that I will place in one of the outside groups of my clangen!
They can be in one of the three outside clans, starclan, or even just a loner! They may appear more than once depending on when the opportunity arises in the clangen, and you will be credited for the character whenever they appear!
You may enter two times total, by reblogging and liking this post! You must be following me to enter.
If you reblog to a sideblog, please tag the blog you follow me from! Multiple reblogs from one person only count for one entry.
-Based on a Phoenix / Ladybird spider, hence designs and details
-25
-4'11"
-She/Her, Polyamorous Pansexual
-Snaggletooth (top right, next to incisors) + large, crooked nose; roman. Bright and round amber eyes
-Second generation Cuban
-Raised in a small Colorado town. Ran away from home at 18 due to nasty fight with parents
-Settled in New York after wandering for a while, became an apprentice/student under Otto Octavius (A.K.A. Doc Ock) before his villain arc. Was absolutely heartbroken by his turn to villainy
-Not good at science work, but a quick learner
-Wings/Feathers are real due to other backstory stuff. Uses wings to glide + keep altitude. Can be dispersed and summoned on command
-Has fire abilities alongside spider abilities
This is sort of a much later version of her without the mask and suit. Omitting the horns ofc
Tbh, I was thinking of how the deputy gets the entirety of Hope County liberated in what seems to be a week/month. Imagine if each region took a different season.
Imagine trekking through the Whitetail Mountains in the winter. Imagine the blood that gives the white landscapes just a hint of color as its scattered on the peaks and hills. Judges, with their white fur, blend in near perfectly.
Imagine how GORGEOUS the Henbane would look in the autumn. The red and orange hues of the trees giving a near surreal and dream-like feel to add on to how the Bliss flowers fuck with you. You're unsure if you hear the crisp autumn breeze blowing through the leaves or if that's Faith's singing and taunting.
Holland Valley in the summer is an almost unreal shade of green. Its half nostalgic seeing the planes whisk through the bright blue skies as you travel through the small hills and across the farm fields. It would also make a perfect premise for the Testicle Festival!
And finally confronting Joseph in his compound come springtime. How ironic, that the season that promises new beginnings and the Earth blooming is the same time that the nukes hit. One moment, the trees are finally regaining their leaves and the icy cold ground is returning to its soft fresh blades of grass and budding wildflowers, and then the next it's all ashen and flames.
Americans be like: My grandpa 😠😠😠 served in the Korean War 😠😠😠 and killed 9 people 😠😠😠 to fund his college degree in clownery 😠😠😠 Respect him or leave the country 😡😡😡🤬🤬🤬
That’s a super light story huh? My great grandfather got killed in action from a land mine to protect this country. If you don’t wanna respect the history or stand for a national anthem😁then leave to your peaceful home and fuck right off
"How did your great grandpa stepping on a landmine protect this country" is a-- I don't even want to say heritage post, it's more than that. I think it deserves real world accolades
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