rufio

do you feel higher as a liar? feel the need and the greed? do you dabble in the fire when the devil is asleep? rufio by leo.

[banditnate]

B A T T L E ! final round

The low, golden sun lit up the meadow in patches, illuminating the dust that still lingered in the air from the last match. The beads of sweat that ran down Rufio’s temples told Bandit the obvious: he looked as tired as Bandit felt. Coming into this Battle back-to-back from the previous match could either aid or hurt Rufio, he figured. Though he was technically still catching his breath from his last fight with Echo, he was also already warmed up and ready to go. Bandit had the edge of a moment’s rest, but it was a double-edged sword: taking that time to sit down also made him realize how exhausted he was. His muscles began to ache, and his whole body began to feel heavy.  

Thankfully, there were ways to win other than solid strength. All he had to do was bait the bull–wave the red flag and watch him run. If Bandit played his cards right, by the time Rufio realized what was happening, he’d be on the ground and bleeding.

“You sure you’re ready for this?” Bandit called, digging his toe firmly into the ground where he stood. “You took quite a beating out there. Wouldn’t want you to embarrass yourself.” 

For @ragelost​​

[ragelost]

"You're embarrassing yourself enough for the both of us," Rufio snarls back, fists clenched and raised immediately. Adrenaline still ran through him fast. Damn Echo, but he was kind of proud of her for how much of a fight she just put up. Not that she'd ever know.

Still, he'd have to be a bit cautious about this. He and Bandit get into enough scuffles for them both to know that this one, this one is a challenge; Rufio might have the physical strength to his advantage, but Bandit is a close second, and fast and clever beyond it.

So he's not rushing into anything. He's taking it slow and steady, taking in Bandit's body language, his positioning. He tries to stay light on his feet as he begins to circle the other boy.

"Got any last words, Bandit?"

"Anything you want me to pass on?" If Bandit's going to try to get into his head, Rufio's doing the same. "I can be a messenger if you're fucked up too bad to talk after this."

[entiish-deactivated20250618]

    𝚃𝚑𝚎  𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚔  𝙿𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜  𝙰𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚢                            …  𝙰𝚜𝚔𝚜 & 𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚜

made, as best as possible, gender neutral, taken from ‘the dark pictures anthology: man of medan’ — an interactive survival-horror video game, set on a ship but i have altered it to be location-neutral as best i can.     others from the anthology found here.

“ you think i wanted to hurt anybody? i didn’t get a choice in this, did i? ”

“ you know it’s not polite to ask one about their money?”

“ not a sole survivor!  haha, you weren’t trying to do that, were you? ”

“ you didn’t fucking see that!? … right. no. of course you didn’t. ”

“ we can’t just sit around. we need a plan.”

“ have mercy… no… listen to me, no, don’t do this… ”

“ you’re all in this together! this is a trap and you set us up! ”

“ what the hell was wrong with you back there? ”

“ to descend into the unknown alone is extremely brave, or extremely foolish. perhaps there is more to you than meets the eye. ”

“ this whole place is a floating deathtrap. ”

“ i mean it’s - something is fucking with me. it’s fucking with me, man. it’s just - it’s just fucking with me. ”

“ anyway, look to the future, i say. ”

“ that! it-it w-was… didn’t you see it? okay, so i’m seeing things, but you’re not… ”

“ i’m the captain now! ”

“ stories of love and hate… greed and beauty… life… and death. stories such as this one. ”

“ alright! come out! show yourself! ”

“ this fuckin’ place is cursed.”

“ but you shouldn’t fear death. it is after all… inevitable. ”

“ there are always repercussions. ”

“ argh! no. no! i’m not hearing this. I’m not hearing this! ”

“ don’t fight it… it’ll only hurt more if you do. ”

“ you teeter on the edge of an abyss. ”

“ people drown in these waters and you have to respect their resting place. ”

“ i just keep going over it and over it… and it doesn’t make any sense, y'know? it just… and i know what i saw…  i just don’t believe in whatever it was i that i saw. ”

“ you’re responsible for what happens, you’re culpable. ”

“ i guess you could say i lived my greatest nightmare. ”

“ you can go fuck yourself, you piece of shit! ”

“ what the fuck is going on with this place? because i gotta be honest it feels like there’s some, like… like, evil, like literal evil going on down there. ”

“uh… you are not always going to be there to protect me, big guy. i can handle this, trust me. ”

“ i saw [NAME], and it wasn’t [NAME], it was… someone else. but they looked just like [NAME]. ”

“ let’s just stay calm, and relatively sane about this, okay? ”

“ you know what i like to hear? nothing. that’s right. nada. complete fucking silence. get it? ”

“ we’ll have the opportunity to account for all the actions that you’ve taken… or whatever mess you’ve made. ”

[ragelost]

[ WALL ]:     sender slams the receiver against a wall during a fight/sparring match.

You know, all things considered, it's not a surprise that this is what Ace needs to resort to to fight him. As his head spins just a little, white hot rage fills his head.

The others are nearby, and if anyone sees Rufio losing the upper hand... well, it's not worth considering. He's not letting this slide.

"Nice try," he snaps, forgetting just for a moment the terms of their sparring match; all he knows is that this can't slide, that he's not ever meant to struggle. "You'll regret that."

He throws a punch, full-force, closed fist. Maybe if he's lucky he can break a nose. He hopes to see hot blood on Ace's stupid little face.

[ragelost]

[ AIM ] in hopes of finding a way onto his good-side, maybe even a little bonding, she challenges him to ( what's supposed to be ) a 'light-hearted' archery competition.

"Archery? Really?"

"You know that's not... something I do, right?"

Of course she does. He looks away with a slight scowl on his face; that's why she chose it. It irritates him, the way Wendy seems to dedicate her life to humiliating him. He'll just have to do this, and show her she can't just get the better of him like that.

"Fine," he lifts his chin. "Alright. You lead the way, let's do an archery contest, little Wendy."

[ragelost]

[ RESTRAIN ]:  ❝ ——waitNOSTOP!! ❞  𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲, early into her tenure with the Lost Boys and still not fully keyed into the culture, physically [agonizingly attempts to] restrain 𝐑𝐮𝐟𝐢𝐨 when he raises his fist to hit 𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐭, by clinging onto his punchin' wrist with both of her desperate little spaghetti arms wrapped tightly around it.

Now this was unexpected. He'd had countless fistfights with Bandit since getting here, not long before Lucky herself -- but this was the first one that had been interrupted.

Having a girl here had put a bad taste in his mouth, certainly, but he was willing to give her the benefit of the doubt at first. (Echo didn't count; Rufio didn't think of her as a girl, and that was high praise.) Peter liked her. Bandit liked her (and his opinion counted, in an odd way.) So surely she wouldn't disrupt things too much, wouldn't change things in any way. But here she was, gripping his wrist like it was life or death.

He wonders for a moment if turning his furious stare onto her will do anything, but it doesn't seem to. She was so terrified already, he's not sure it even made any difference. Bizarre. Was she scared of fighting, or trying to protect... Bandit, of all people? He wasn't sure which filled him with more disgust.

"What are you doing," he snaps at her, baring his teeth in a snarl. "Trying to protect your new little boyfriend? How would Peter feel about that, hm?"

He doesn't wait for a reaction; he throws out his Lucky-ridden arm to the side. She's so light it's easy, and he assumes her grip won't survive it, ready to watch her fall to the mud.

[soulrph]

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆/𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆.

you long-suffering, endlessly patient angels get two memes today bc i deleted everything in my inbox on my rp blog and i made these memes to top off a solidly productive day! also, if you ever feel guilty about “not being productive” or having to delete drafts and memes in your tumblr life, DON’T! you’re wonderful and valid and your personal comfort and peace of mind is far more important than an overwhelming inbox or draft count! anyway, these are also self-serving, but also i feel no shame bc there’s an extreme lack of this very good vibe in my line of work, so here u go besties. DO NOT ADD ANYTHING TO THIS LIST!!

DATE UPDATED: 19/10/22

[ PIN ]:     sender pins the receiver to the ground and straddles them while training together.

[ SWORD ]:    sender invites the receiver to engage in sword fighting practice with them.

[ AIM ]:    sender and receiver go to target practice together (using any weapon of choice).

[ GUIDE ]:    sender readjusts the receiver’s stance and posture with their hands while training together.

[ STRIKE ]:    sender aims a blow (via either their fists or their weapon) at the receiver.

[ BLOCK ]:    sender blocks an on-coming attack from the receiver.

[ ARMOR ]:     sender helps to show the receiver how to wear and take care of their armor.

[ PREPARE ]:     sender guides the receiver through some pre-battle stretching exercises.

[ CHALLENGE ]:    sender challenges the receiver to a sparring match/actual fight.

[ TEND ]:    sender and receiver tend to one another’s wounds in the aftermath of a fight.

[ RESTRAIN ]:    sender physically restrains the receiver from attacking someone else.

[ FEND ]:    sender adopts a defensive position that stops the receiver from launching an attack on them.

[ PUNCH ]:    sender punches the receiver (to an unknown degree of success or failure).

[ KICK ]:     sender launches a kick at the receiver (to an unknown degree of success or failure).

[ TACKLE ]:    sender physically tackles the receiver during a fight.

[ DRAG ]:     sender physically drags or carries the receiver away from a fight.

[ UP ]:     sender extends a hand to the fallen receiver to help them to their feet after a fight/sparring match.

[ BACK ]:    sender stands behind the receiver while in the midst of battle in order to help them fight off their enemies.

[ ARRIVE ]:     just as the receiver is about to lose hope and become defeated, the sender arrives at the last minute to help them fight their enemies.

[ EXTRA ]:    sender hands the receiver a spare weapon during a fight to give them a better chance after they break or lose their own.

[ WALL ]:     sender slams the receiver against a wall during a fight/sparring match.

[ COVER ]:    sender lunges forward to throw their body over the receiver and shield them from harm during a fight.

[ POWER ]: sender and/or receiver use their powers during a sparring match in order to develop and enhance their abilities.

[ UNLEASH ]: sender, while fighting with the receiver during a physical confrontation, uses their powers in an effort to gain the upper hand.