Grim Reaper

RP blog for Ragna the Bloodedge Affiliated with Citta Alveare

[vallight-blog]

     Sector 004 was no place for a lost princess to be wandering alone at night. Azura was well aware of this, and yet was still determined to find her way to the apartment awaiting her as soon as possible. It’d be both most welcome respite in lieu of all she’d faced after her arrival and a place to recover her spirits after they’d be tested time and time again. Unfortunately for her, she still had a long way to go according to the map she’d managed to procure from a generous stranger. She’d studied it carefully, and traced the best route with her nail. All that remained was actually getting there!

     A cacophony of snarls roused Azura form her thoughts with a sudden jolt. What on Earth could that sound be coming from? Frowning as she realized that the source was blocking her path in a most inconvenient way, the songstress peered from behind the cover of a stairwell to catch a glimpse. This was a fatal error; locking eyes with the wolf beast, Azura didn’t wait around long enough for it to decide it was hungry. The wooden staff those so-called scientists provided her with wouldn’t do much good here.

     Tripping over herself in a panicked frenzy, after covering some significant distance she paused a moment to catch her breath against the support of a nearby building. It was in this moment that she realized that she was not alone.

“You have to run,”

“It’s not safe here!”

@onslaughtofblack​

[onslaughtofblack]

A sense of wanderlust was nothing new to the wandering vagabond known as Ragna the Blood-Edge. He was nowhere close to his assigned “home”, and frankly, he was okay with that. Why should he bother? No one could or would stop him. Besides, he wasn’t hurting anyone - at least at the moment - so there was no harm in it...

Or at least until one ridiculously pastel looking woman raced past, like she was running from the devil himself, resting against a building to recuperate from the act. A raised brow was his initial response, until her warning came to his ears. He had the time to register advice and nothing more as a massive snarling canine came barreling after her.

“What the fu-.”

Looks like this little lady came across the bastard by accident, and now he was planning on making her a quick snack. With a snarl on his own lips, the warrior in red drew his wooden weapon, and, as the beast neared, brought its blunt blade into a headlong collision with the wolf’s jaws, knocking it flat on its back. Taking on his trademark stance, he moved between the woman and the beast, wondering just how shitty his luck was that he kept getting caught up in this shit.

 “Go! I got this! Cujo over here ain’t shit!”

[pearlfectionate-deactivated2020]

“If I’m not mistaken…we’re selected based on our interesting traits and abilities as individuals and our estimated amount of contribution to this experiment! So, essentially, it’s their way of saying we’re not normal at all – quite unique, in fact…”

“I’d like to be flattered, but it’s hard to take this…situation, as a compliment…”

[onslaughtofblack]

“So we’re all supposed to be unique? Sounds like a crummy inspirational pamphlet or something...”

“I dunno, seems like a dumb idea to me. I mean, if you put all these stupidly powerful assholes around here who like to throw around that power like spitballs, why risk the people who can’t content with that? Well, I guess trying to make logic out of kidnapping is stupid, but I stupid is as stupid does and all that shit...”

[blazinginvokearc]

“Sooo good!” Now Riku normally wasn’t one for talking while eating, but this time it was warranted! How the hell did she not find this place before! Nice, lively, and a lot of good food! Hell, they even had taiyaki on the menu! That was a good enough excuse to give this place the top grade! Being able to relax for the first time in a long while definitely helped out a lot, the strawberry blond having a steady grin on her face for once.

Hearing one of the waiters catching the attention to one of their customers, Riku turned around and looked at the guy who-dear lord what was with the giant belts on that coat- who was digging around for what was apparently a case of missing wallet syndrome. Oh that wasn’t good. Looking in her own wallet, she saw she had enough to cover for her meal and thensome- resting her thumb on her chin in thought.

“Oy, waiter! I’ve got the bill for me and my friendo here this time!” She was mean, not cruel. Besides, a good deed one day meant a chance of not so bad karma- right?

[onslaughtofblack]

Just when the situation was looking its most grim, and the growing glare of the waiter before him promised a good several hours of dishes to make up for it, a hero would step in to save the Albino’s day. It seemed like a young woman would be his savior today, moving in to save his sorry broke ass from the clutches of working for his (notably delicious) meal. 

“O-Oh yeah! There you are, was wondering where you went off to, hahaha!”

False laughter that failed to be convincing, and a nervous expression did little to promote the lie being told, but the Waiter really couldn’t give enough of a damn. So long as they were being paid, it didn’t matter. With a shrug, they walked off. Ragna watched as he did, and with a kick to the chair opposite to him, he offered a seat to the young helper.

“Whew. Close call.”

“So uh, not to punch a gift horse in the mouth or something, but why do that anyway? Not like you know me.”

[onslaughtofblack]

“So kids aren’t exempt from being taken from their worlds? What the hell is even the criteria for being taken anyway? Why normal people at all? Shit doesn’t make sense...”

[pathwaytothefuture]

This one has an attitude….

And to her that was a good and a bad thing.

“Well at least you are aware of what you did wrong. That’s good.” Makie smiled happily as she began to follow the white haired man. “But I might as well break it to you.” With a twirl of her heel she positioned herself right in front of him. Alas, her seemingly playful expression vanished.

In it’s place was a look of grim.

“As it stands, once you are in this city, you can’t leave.” The harsh truth, and the hook to retain the young man’s attention. “You woke up on a table, and the TV turned on with a man in a white coat in the picture right? That was one of the scientists of this city. Think of them as the laid back leaders. They took you from your world and stuffed you into this one for a little social experiment. And right now there is one in particular going on, caused by various triggers that lead to why the crowd approached you so carelessly and yet cautiously.” 

She spoke in a clear, cautious voice. It seemed to have been her job as well as the job of several others. To introduce the newcomers to this place. It had become a role she grew too fond of due to the interesting characters she had met. But right now it was not one she had fun playing as. The role had since become dry with the current situation. Yet she still found herself thrown into it. yet this one proved to be a bit interesting. As of late she had ended up with the nice guy or the shy characters.

But this one was a bit different. He had some anger welling up inside him. She can’t blame him for why he acted out. And he seemed to be the type to carry a rather large chip on his shoulders. Perhaps he would understand.

[onslaughtofblack]

The air around her turned from mocking to serious, and despite his words, Ragna did listen. By the sound of it, this world was in a big mess of its own, and he wasn’t the only person who had been stolen away from their place in time. On one hand, they had his sympathy; clearly the fuckers behind this didn’t have any issues stealing people away from important moments. But on the other hand, they all had issues, and right now, Ragna didn’t care about any of them. He had to get back home, end of story.

“Yeah, that’s great and all, but it really doesn’t have anything to do with me. Made a living out of not making other people’s problem my own, and I’m gonna keep it that way. If any of these people wanna start trouble with me, I’ll kick their ass, plain and simple. But I won’t go starting any myself. That okay with you, tour guide?”

A simple little nickname, not particularly offensive, just a replacement for her unknown name.

“As for me being stuck here, I’ll find my own way out. I’m not going to be some bastard’s science project. Someone back home needs me, and I can’t keep wasting my time in this little bio-dome experiment. You guys can worry about this whole shit you got going. Like I said, not my problem.”

[pathwaytothefuture]

Ah so he did register her at least. Well she was used to being confused with someone else. But the fact remained.

“To call me a brat while you childishly vented out your anger at these poor NPCs is hypocritical. How old are you anyway? I know looks can be deceiving but damn.” Though it could be argued that now Makie was the one venting out her anger.

“So newcomer,” switching her tone to a more amicable one the girl spoke. “Are you looking for an area to vent out anger or are you looking for the pound? Because I can gladly take you wherever you wish, so long as you remain on your best behavior like a good boy. I know every nook and cranny of this city. It would be wise to take my generosity.”

[onslaughtofblack]

“Hey, nobody asked you and that’s none of your business!”

Read as; he didn’t really know so why bother answering anyway. While this person certainly wasn’t the vampire he knew and “detested”, she sure seemed to be hellbent on being just as annoying as her, an idea that Ragna aimed to stop immediately before it got out of hand. He wasn’t going to hang his head and let himself be berated by some stranger, not again.

“Look, yeah, I just got here. I got pissed off, and I lost my cool. Okay, yeah, I’m sorry about that. But I don’t need your crap, and I definitely don’t need your help. Not like I’m gonna be here long. So, like I said, get lost!”

[pathwaytothefuture]

And yet another battle stirs within the damn ghetto district. With the current situation in the city, if it was a power user and a non power user, this would only fan the flames of the growing discrimination between the two sides.

 “Odds are its someone new to the city!” Biting her lip the short albino ran towards the sounds of loud whimpering and slight screams.

And as she arrived—

“….What….” Makie’s muttered under her breathe. Right now there was a man clad in red, who so violently shoved a NPC to the ground. Luckily there was no fighting. But the rather tall looking man with white hair had spoken volumes in appearance alone.

He was another one with a special ability to him.

“Tch…” Clicking her tongue, she approached the red clad man. Alas the crowd was far too dense for her. even as it began to thin out, people were still in her way. And given her height was that of a child’s, it made it difficult to navigate through.

An angry growl released from her as she pushed her way towards the opening.

“Bunch of…” The child mumbled as she left the crowd. through her red eyes she caught sight of the red clad man walking away. It seemed as if he calmed down. Probably needed to vent. She understood that. However….

“…Bloody hell you certainty can’t read the mood can you brute!?”

[onslaughtofblack]

With the red in his vision quickly fading away, the man gave a self-directed sigh of disappointment. He clearly lost it there, any form of his capacity to keep himself level headed lost as he entered this new and frankly unwanted situation. Considering the massive mess he had left behind, along with the person he had sworn to protect, to say the situation was inopportune was quite the understatement. Anger was his answer to everything again, and he felt ashamed for that fact.

Of course, he wouldn’t say it aloud, not to anyone here at least. New territory meant that he had to stake his claim, and being the big badass sure as hell got you more weight on the field the some poor bastard who’ll get picked off by whatever freaks there are in the city. Of course, that sort of mentality would be something that the rabbit back home would have been perfectly livid about. It was hard to say, especially out of his mouth, but he almost missed that damn vampire. 

A voice from behind him made the man double take, almost matching the image of his “friend” from his actual world. Confusion was apparent on his face, when he looked the smaller figure in the eye.

“Jeez, did you follow me here, Ra-”

The difference between the two finally registered, and he cut himself off mid-sentence. The confusion gave way to outrage as he realized that he was being met with insults and he didn’t even know this...girl? Woman? Goddamn, she was small, wasn’t she?

“Oh. Sorry, got confus-Hey, who the hell are you calling a brute, you brat?! “

[onslaughtofblack]

@awakenedxmonarch

“Look, I said I was sorry! Usually I don’t give that much so could you just piss off?! No, of course not...”

When you cause quite as much commotion as Ragna did upon entering Hive City, you tend to get the worst kind of attention. While the city wasn’t necessarily big on its law enforcement, you cause enough ruckus, and even the normal people are going to start to want you dealt with. That was the point that the Bloodedge was now at, racing down the streets, with a small mob of people ..

Actually, wait, it wasn’t that small before, what giv-OH SHIT.

Apparently, figuring where the white haired male would end up, the group had split up and cut him off ahead, all braced with a medley of household tools for weapons. In a normal situation, Ragna wouldn’t have batted an eyelash, but considering the plank of wood that was supposed to pass as a sword for him here, alongside his quickly returning conscience, his options were vastly limited. Fists gripped at his sides, he prepared for the inevitable brawl that would ensue. He would have to hold back here, but first off, he needed to get the noncombatants off the field. Turning from side to side, not really taking a look at whom he was yelling at, he would call out.

“Hey! If you know what’s good for ya, you better get lost! This is gonna get messy!”

[onslaughtofblack]

@blazinginvokearc

The sound of furious chomping and chewing wasn’t exactly the most appealing noise in the world, but to Ragna, it was rather soothing. The people around the restaurant were all animatedly eating, talking, and generally just going about their business. And for once, he didn’t seem out of place. Sure, he wasn’t exactly rare back “home” either, but a man like him could stick out like a sore thumb. Here...well not so much

“Excuse me sir!”

“Huh- what?”

Ragna blinked, having zoned out by the look of it, eyes darting too the waiter next to him, who looked between him and the empty plate before him.

“The bill, sir!”

“Oh...Yeah, sure, lemme just-”

Hands groped empty space in his pocket, blinking rapidly as he did. Shouldn’t he have something there? Wasn’t he given money to start with in this world? So where did it go? Did he lose it? There were so many questions, but unfortunatley none of the answers would make up for the fact that he had no money to offer right at that very moment, and his quickly grimacing face was making it quite clear.

“Shit, uh...”

[citta-alveare-deactivated201811]

Without prior reserve, here's Ragna the Blood-edge from Blazblue! Link to application is button IV or /app!

Welcome to the hive, Ragna!

You will be housed in apartment w-1.

You will retain the ability to utilize dead spike up to three times per day. You will also be given a wooden sword.

Enjoy your stay!

– mod 『 』

[onslaughtofblack]

@pathwaytothefuture​

“MOVE!”

Harsh tones tore through the air almost as fiercely as the man’s boot, colliding with the leader of the group who were attempting to calm the enraged male. The citizens surrounding the warrior in the red coat quickly began to back away, realizing that he would simply not be calmed. However, the Blood-Edge would not be so easily sated. As one tried to step back, a gloved hand grips them by collar and sends them, head over heels crashing out onto the street.

“WHO’S NEXT? HUH?!”

Ragna knew what he was doing was stupid, but god knows he needed an outlet, and without the people who would call him out on it to bring him back down to earth, he couldn’t help but give in to that urge. Teeth gritted, face a mask of rage, he turned to face the others, and found a crowd. And just as suddenly as the rage came, it left, shame filling the void. He lost control so easy without someone to hold his leash. What an idiot.

“Piss off. And uh..Sorry bout that.”

And without another word, he started stomping away.

[onslaughtofblack]

Alright! Lets get this show on the road! Hello friends, I return from a distant land to be your broody anti-hero! Like this for a starter of varying lengths! Limiting to 3 for the moment, but if you’re interested for something in particularly, throw me a message!

[onslaughtofblack]

On The Way To Ruin Your Day

[satanusfilius-blog]

♞ ━ Ever since starting work at this little place he’d come to make good friends with all of his co-workers, from the other chefs, the waitresses, the waiters, the cleaners and even the people he wasn’t even sure had actual jobs in the place. So naturally, when the shouting got even louder, he left the kitchen to investigate, feeling prickles of anger toward whoever was shouting as well as protectiveness for whomever they were screaming at.

“Experience?! You’ve got fucking school kids here! WHAT THE HELL DOES IT MATTER?!”

          Well, he was all gung ho to confront this guy until an entire dining table came flying directly towards him. Luckily for Rin, he had been watching this guy move. His reflexes and that tiny factor are all that saved him from a smashed melon. However… he was just as unlucky since even though it missed his head, it collided soundly against his shoulder, sending him backwards into the bar with a shout that was somewhere between like a little kid and a girl.

          A distinctive wet pop from his arm told him all kinds of fun information like how painful it was, and that he probably shouldn’t move it. And also how painful it was.

          Eyes watering and refusing to let out a shout like the one he had just uttered, Rin struggled to sit up, glaring with all his sixteen-year old might at him.

          “What the Hell is your problem?!”

[onslaughtofblack]

By then, the whole place was in an uproar, people quickly racing away from the scene, while security guards tried to restrain the enraged albino, only to be beaten down moments later. The man in red refused to be brought down without a fight, and it seemed as though he had more of a fight to offer than anyone else, brandishing chairs as an impromptu weapon, always having a sincere feeling that he should be using something bigger, but never understanding what.

When his opposition laid crumbled on the floor, Ragna finally seemed to find a moment or two to breath and consult that rather worthless brain of his about what exactly he just did, the red in his vision seemingly dying down for now. His temper was always a matter of concern, but was he really that indignant that he needed to go off before he could even get the job? His anger was always something to be concerned about, but if it flared up over something like this...

 That’s when the busted up looking kid appeared. At first, his immediate concern was the child’s well-being, assuming that he had somehow managed to  hurt him unintentionally. Of course, not seconds later, seeing the kid only reignited his anger. This was exactly the shit he was talking about!

“EVERYTHING is my fucking problem, kid! Now get fucking lost! ”

[onslaughtofblack]

“A party?”

“Not interested.”

[onslaughtofblack]

Simple Tastes

[serpentknight-deactivated201506]

“Hmph.”

She knew all too well what she was doing, and she knew perfectly that what she did was going to result in an enraged, snowy porcupine spewing all kinds of shit at her. She was used to it, y’know? Fuck this guy. She didn’t have to justify herself to this poor, dumb asshole. 

Briefly ignoring the bartender’s contempt for her less-than-savory behavior, she gazed down at the man that she’d been tormenting for the last few minutes. She’d wanted him to feel sorry for suggesting she was a call-girl, but even she didn’t think the stupid bastard was gonna wind up with a chair dropped on his thick-ass skull. 

Kneeling down to face him, her cackling idiocy quieted down. Calmness filled her features, replacing her spiteful expression. Sure, she was pissed off… but she knew exactly how to avoid letting it overtake her. 

“You gotta get that shit under control, babe,” she remarked, giving him the first polite smile of the evening. “Early graves are fun ‘n’ all, but I think you’d benefit from an outlet.” 

onslaughtofblack -> barbiter -> serpentknight

[onslaughtofblack]

The crash of the chair on his head hit him hard, bringing him down to the ground and knocking the wind out of him. However it was the oddly nostalgic feeling of the lack of feeling in his arm that was driving him insane. He gritted his teeth as he slowly stood back up to his full height. He fixed the fellow albino with accusatory look, but he knew once he had picked up the chair, it was fair game. Messing with the bar was off limits. However, that did not mean he was going to suffer the bitch’s words.

“Fuck off.”

He wasn’t about to deal with pity from anyone, especially not the person that put him in this situation. Drinking what remained in his glass, managing to choke back the extremely bitter flavor, he nodded to Decim and turned on his heel. Giving the woman one last glare,  and with a shift of his arms to adjust his jacket, he walked toward the exit.

“I’ll be back later, Decim.”

With that said, he stormed off.

onslaughtofblack -> barbiter -> serpentknight

[onslaughtofblack]

finalpocket

Another dismissal, another angry retaliation in return. Ragna was going to chalk this up to another bad day. Unfortunately, it was only going to get worse it seemed, as he noticed several police officers advancing on his position, with obvious intent to apprehend the troublesome albino who had been going around, causing ruckus. With a sigh, Ragna only shrugged.

“Are you seriously doing this? Just walk away.”

They showed no signs of adhering to his wishes. With a sigh, the albino scratched the back of his head. He wasn’t angry enough for this. Fighting cops just led to problems, but it’s not like he could afford going to jail either.

“Alright, I appreciate people who are committed to the job, no matter how suicidal. So I’ll tell you what I’m gonna do. I’m gonna close my eyes and count to five. If the next thing I see is you two, I can’t be held accountable for what happens next! One, two, three, four...”

[onslaughtofblack]

On The Way To Ruin Your Day

satanusfilius

“Are you serious?!”

“Sir, please, there’s no need to raise your voice!”

Ragna could barely hear the comment from the waitress, his face a mask of rage, and his body was tensing up for a fight that wasn’t probably going to come. What was coming however, were the stares of the people in the area around them, the little sushi bar that Ragna had just been returning an application to. Unfortunately for him, and everyone else, the answer was immediate.

“How the hell am I not illegible?!”

“Well sir, you have no work experience, no completed school experience...”

“Experience?! You’ve got fucking school kids here! WHAT THE HELL DOES IT MATTER?!”

As the shouting grew louder, it became evident that Ragna was not going to resolve this peacefully. In fact, as he turned on his heel, giving the people the hope that perhaps he was leaving, he grabbed an empty table, hefting it over his head, which quickly lead to it be thrown directly at the waitress. The woman, screaming in terror, ducked, and sent it flying toward the bar...