ROGUE.

Business inquiries only. (RP blog; follows from @ninblago)

[recalcitrantrogue]

Mercenary for hire.

Message for business inquiries.

NOT a ninja.

Cop = Blocked

Administration lackey = Blocked

Try to manipulate me about my past = Blocked

Annoying = Blocked

// you guys are never gonna believe this. but i made another blog LMFAO. if you dont know me, im marth! he/him, 19, my main is @ninblago (where this blog follows from)

// these are my boundaries (or other notes) for this blog:

no NSFW. this blog is meant to be accessible and fun, and safe for everyone! plus it just makes me uncomfortable, personally.

i'm a multishipper! any ship stuff goes, but i won't roleplay anything romantic unless the other mod is an adult, for obvious reasons. this also applies to flirtatious remarks—unless youre an adult, don't do it!

any blogs can interact! different timelines, AUs, OCs, other jay blogs, yadda yadda. non-roleplay blogs are also cool with me!

if i'm uncomfortable with any asks, they'll be deleted. as i always say, it's very unlikely to happen, so don't sweat it! sometimes i just take a while to respond to asks, too.

this is my personal take on rogue and will be littered with headcanons. don't expect 100% canonicity. canon is a baseline not a rulebook!

this blog is accessible to everyone, but will handle somewhat mature themes like memory loss, identity issues, dissociation, trauma, etc etc. just be warned!

dont know a lot about magic anons, but i can probably allow them, with SOME exceptions. no transformation stuff and no magical memory stuff, capiche? it impedes on my flow

you can be as mean or antagonistic to rogue as you want. i think it can be fun! as long as youre not graphically inciting violence or something, i dont care

this is both a roleplay blog and an ask blog ☝️🤓 rogue may be uncooperative with answering some things but its ok

information on the mercenary of the hour!

- rogue is genderfluid and uses he/she pronouns! do feel free to switch them up, or pick one and stick with it! also bisexual #darkwoke

- he's autistic and has adhd (nobody is surprised). i also hc him to have ocd and ptsd which mayyy..? come up? maybe?

- she identifies herself with the name rogue as a means to establish her own identity. partially for business purposes and aura. you can call her jay though idrc

- she's 26 years old and 5'8" if you wanted to know for whatever reason :P

- he's really combative and uncooperative with others. loves stirring the pot and causing problems and being mean and such

- his morals are skewed due to the shattering and he struggles with empathy.

lastly, this blog exists to explore her character and what it's like to struggle with amnesia and identity from the perspective of someone with these issues. you're allowed to antagonize her etc but i ask you treat these issues with respect out of character. i will not tolerate ableism. ever.

even if the show returns her memories, i will not incorporate that into this blog, nor will i incorporate any plotline of her regaining her memories, sorry.

also he looks like this. he has some lingering physical effects of the shattering 🙂‍↕️

my badass and awesome tags

#rogueposting — gen. text posts

#rogue replies — replying to another blog

#business inquiries — answering asks

#litposting — more literate replies or posts

#// ooc — anything out of character

[dividers are by @/saradika-graphics]

[recalcitrantrogue]

She hasn't told anyone but she started drinking to deal with stress and since water was just alcohol.... She's on what remains of the blacksmith shop .. and she drinks

"fuck nadakan fuck the administration fuck Ra's fuck the merge.. "

@nya-of-water

Like it would take a toll on her))

If you asked Rogue what he was doing at an old blacksmith shop he knew nothing about, he wouldn't be able to give a solid answer. Regardless of reason, he was there, and he was intrigued by the sight he was met with.

It's not that he felt bad, but he did have some degree of cognitive empathy. He clears his throat to make his presence known.

"I didn't expect you of all people to drink," he says, crossing his arms over his chest. His voice is a bit buzzy due to the modifier attached to his mask. "Doesn't that go against your sacred ninja principals?"

[nya-of-water]

Nya flinched turning her head in embarrassment "I have to do something to cope with stress.... Besides... the person I loved is dead and basically gone .. " she sips her drink she takes out her wallet with photos of her and jay ... A few from their date at the amusement park.... One of them was a normal jay

[recalcitrantrogue]

"We all have our vices," he tells Nya with a shrug. Rogue hesitates briefly before ultimately deciding to sit next to her, if only because it's more convenient than standing.

"People die all the time," he says, not reading the room well at all. "It's just another part of life. It happens."

For a moment, he stares at Nya, the scene tinted red through his goggles. Rogue sighs and shifts uncomfortably, not used to comforting people.

"If he really cared about you, he wouldn't want you to drink your pain away."

[nya-of-water]

"he's not....dead dead.... just....mentally unwell at the minute" nya sighed before throwing the bottle into a bin as it smashed inside the bin she looks at him sad... ."can you um hold this?..." She offers her wallet "I ... gotta go and throw my sad guts up" she jokes dizzily getting up to her feet

[recalcitrantrogue]

"..Okay?" Rogue responds, confused by the whole ordeal. He doesn't understand why she'd ever trust him with her wallet, but he takes it into his hands in spite of that.

His first instinct is, admittedly, to try and steal her money, but something else catches his eye instead: the pictures inside the wallet. Who keeps pictures in their wallet these days?

Curiously, he sifts through them. He had a feeling he knew who Nya was talking about, but he still didn't expect to see several photos that are supposedly of him.

Rogue pulls his goggles off to get a better look. The resemblance is uncanny—undeniable, even—but the photos make him feel nothing. He doesn't recognize them at all. The easygoing smile on his face, how happy he looked.. It doesn't fit him at all.

It's like he's looking at photos of a stranger, or like he's watching a movie and the actor just happens to look like him. Everything about it makes him feel strange.

No bell goes off. No lightbulb, no revelation, no nothing. It makes him frustrated, in a sense. He stares at the pictures in the wallet for a few minutes longer. Nothing comes. Rogue puts his goggles back on and folds the wallet back up.

[nya-of-water]

Nya can be heard throwing her guts out into a bin around the corner as she throws her drink up .... "That was a bad idea..." She groaned rubbing the alcohol barf off her lips

[recalcitrantrogue]

It'd be difficult not to hear Nya throwing up nearby, which is a fortunate distraction from whatever was going on in Rogue's mind—or lack thereof.

He stands up and stretches, feeling himself mentally returning to his own body. It's not very comfortable, considering his leg is still.. the way that it is, but he ignores that, save for a wince.

Rogue peeks out from behind the wall, still clutching Nya's wallet in one hand.

"You sound really sick," he says, eyeing her warily. "Don't die on me. Your ninja friends might kill me."

"You should probably eat something."

[nya-of-water]

"oh relax jay I'm not going to die....again..." Nya waved him off she doesn't realize what she said before blushing.... "That's one you're probably better of not remembering"

@recalcitrantrogue

[recalcitrantrogue]

"Again?" he asks, leaning against the outer support of the building. He crosses his arms just to have something to tether him.

Then, Rogue figures, this world is full of weirdos who defy all laws of nature. Why not have someone who can defy death, too? He looks at Nya, then away.

"Either way," he tries steering the subject to anything that's not him, "Your friends are probably.. worried about you."

"Wouldn't it be better for you to get back to your little monastery?"

[recalcitrantrogue]

what about 5 dollars

Am I a joke to you?? No sane person with any sense of self-respect would ever–

Who is this? Are you one of those annoying ninja? Are you ragebaiting me? Well guess what, I'm not laughing! Point and laugh all you want, but I'll find you. I'll find you.

[recalcitrantrogue]

can i hire you for 2 dollars

You should be shot.

[recalcitrantrogue]

Everyone is out to get me. My bottle of ketchup exploded. I got kicked out of a bar. Now I have to eat an onion on the sidewalk. Hell is empty and all the devils are here.

[recalcitrantrogue]

She hasn't told anyone but she started drinking to deal with stress and since water was just alcohol.... She's on what remains of the blacksmith shop .. and she drinks

"fuck nadakan fuck the administration fuck Ra's fuck the merge.. "

@nya-of-water

Like it would take a toll on her))

If you asked Rogue what he was doing at an old blacksmith shop he knew nothing about, he wouldn't be able to give a solid answer. Regardless of reason, he was there, and he was intrigued by the sight he was met with.

It's not that he felt bad, but he did have some degree of cognitive empathy. He clears his throat to make his presence known.

"I didn't expect you of all people to drink," he says, crossing his arms over his chest. His voice is a bit buzzy due to the modifier attached to his mask. "Doesn't that go against your sacred ninja principals?"

[nya-of-water]

Nya flinched turning her head in embarrassment "I have to do something to cope with stress.... Besides... the person I loved is dead and basically gone .. " she sips her drink she takes out her wallet with photos of her and jay ... A few from their date at the amusement park.... One of them was a normal jay

[recalcitrantrogue]

"We all have our vices," he tells Nya with a shrug. Rogue hesitates briefly before ultimately deciding to sit next to her, if only because it's more convenient than standing.

"People die all the time," he says, not reading the room well at all. "It's just another part of life. It happens."

For a moment, he stares at Nya, the scene tinted red through his goggles. Rogue sighs and shifts uncomfortably, not used to comforting people.

"If he really cared about you, he wouldn't want you to drink your pain away."

[nya-of-water]

"he's not....dead dead.... just....mentally unwell at the minute" nya sighed before throwing the bottle into a bin as it smashed inside the bin she looks at him sad... ."can you um hold this?..." She offers her wallet "I ... gotta go and throw my sad guts up" she jokes dizzily getting up to her feet

[recalcitrantrogue]

"..Okay?" Rogue responds, confused by the whole ordeal. He doesn't understand why she'd ever trust him with her wallet, but he takes it into his hands in spite of that.

His first instinct is, admittedly, to try and steal her money, but something else catches his eye instead: the pictures inside the wallet. Who keeps pictures in their wallet these days?

Curiously, he sifts through them. He had a feeling he knew who Nya was talking about, but he still didn't expect to see several photos that are supposedly of him.

Rogue pulls his goggles off to get a better look. The resemblance is uncanny—undeniable, even—but the photos make him feel nothing. He doesn't recognize them at all. The easygoing smile on his face, how happy he looked.. It doesn't fit him at all.

It's like he's looking at photos of a stranger, or like he's watching a movie and the actor just happens to look like him. Everything about it makes him feel strange.

No bell goes off. No lightbulb, no revelation, no nothing. It makes him frustrated, in a sense. He stares at the pictures in the wallet for a few minutes longer. Nothing comes. Rogue puts his goggles back on and folds the wallet back up.

[nya-of-water]

Nya can be heard throwing her guts out into a bin around the corner as she throws her drink up .... "That was a bad idea..." She groaned rubbing the alcohol barf off her lips

[recalcitrantrogue]

It'd be difficult not to hear Nya throwing up nearby, which is a fortunate distraction from whatever was going on in Rogue's mind—or lack thereof.

He stands up and stretches, feeling himself mentally returning to his own body. It's not very comfortable, considering his leg is still.. the way that it is, but he ignores that, save for a wince.

Rogue peeks out from behind the wall, still clutching Nya's wallet in one hand.

"You sound really sick," he says, eyeing her warily. "Don't die on me. Your ninja friends might kill me."

"You should probably eat something."

[recalcitrantrogue]

Dunno. You seem like the kind of person who lacks human interaction in their lives but denies when they do receive it.

So naturally, I pinned your location with definitely very effective and sensible technology and sent you some poison ivies!

- 🌷

I have plenty of human interaction, thanks. And nonhuman interaction, for your information. I talk to my clients. Why would I talk to anyone more than I have to?

Ugh, I knew this phone was a bad idea! Get on social media, they said! It'll help you expand your business, they said! Well, I'm hooped! I'll just have to get better at encrypting my location.

Maybe I can use these to my advantage. Could help with business.

[recalcitrantrogue]

So uh... Do you take poisonous flowers as payment?

- 🌷

Remind me again why I would ever take flowers as payment? Especially poisonous ones? I can't even eat those.

[recalcitrantrogue]

I can't believe I have to clarify this, but here's a rule for potential clients moving forward:

I take money. Physical money. No, I won't accept salt as payment. I won't accept animal pelts, either. That's also a no on the slab of mystery meat. And absolutely NO bitcoin.

If you offer me anything that isn't money, I'm A) Not working for you, and B) Think it defies all logic that you've managed to survive this long.

[recalcitrantrogue]

She hasn't told anyone but she started drinking to deal with stress and since water was just alcohol.... She's on what remains of the blacksmith shop .. and she drinks

"fuck nadakan fuck the administration fuck Ra's fuck the merge.. "

@nya-of-water

Like it would take a toll on her))

If you asked Rogue what he was doing at an old blacksmith shop he knew nothing about, he wouldn't be able to give a solid answer. Regardless of reason, he was there, and he was intrigued by the sight he was met with.

It's not that he felt bad, but he did have some degree of cognitive empathy. He clears his throat to make his presence known.

"I didn't expect you of all people to drink," he says, crossing his arms over his chest. His voice is a bit buzzy due to the modifier attached to his mask. "Doesn't that go against your sacred ninja principals?"

[nya-of-water]

Nya flinched turning her head in embarrassment "I have to do something to cope with stress.... Besides... the person I loved is dead and basically gone .. " she sips her drink she takes out her wallet with photos of her and jay ... A few from their date at the amusement park.... One of them was a normal jay

[recalcitrantrogue]

"We all have our vices," he tells Nya with a shrug. Rogue hesitates briefly before ultimately deciding to sit next to her, if only because it's more convenient than standing.

"People die all the time," he says, not reading the room well at all. "It's just another part of life. It happens."

For a moment, he stares at Nya, the scene tinted red through his goggles. Rogue sighs and shifts uncomfortably, not used to comforting people.

"If he really cared about you, he wouldn't want you to drink your pain away."

[nya-of-water]

"he's not....dead dead.... just....mentally unwell at the minute" nya sighed before throwing the bottle into a bin as it smashed inside the bin she looks at him sad... ."can you um hold this?..." She offers her wallet "I ... gotta go and throw my sad guts up" she jokes dizzily getting up to her feet

[recalcitrantrogue]

"..Okay?" Rogue responds, confused by the whole ordeal. He doesn't understand why she'd ever trust him with her wallet, but he takes it into his hands in spite of that.

His first instinct is, admittedly, to try and steal her money, but something else catches his eye instead: the pictures inside the wallet. Who keeps pictures in their wallet these days?

Curiously, he sifts through them. He had a feeling he knew who Nya was talking about, but he still didn't expect to see several photos that are supposedly of him.

Rogue pulls his goggles off to get a better look. The resemblance is uncanny—undeniable, even—but the photos make him feel nothing. He doesn't recognize them at all. The easygoing smile on his face, how happy he looked.. It doesn't fit him at all.

It's like he's looking at photos of a stranger, or like he's watching a movie and the actor just happens to look like him. Everything about it makes him feel strange.

No bell goes off. No lightbulb, no revelation, no nothing. It makes him frustrated, in a sense. He stares at the pictures in the wallet for a few minutes longer. Nothing comes. Rogue puts his goggles back on and folds the wallet back up.

[recalcitrantrogue]

She hasn't told anyone but she started drinking to deal with stress and since water was just alcohol.... She's on what remains of the blacksmith shop .. and she drinks

"fuck nadakan fuck the administration fuck Ra's fuck the merge.. "

@nya-of-water

Like it would take a toll on her))

If you asked Rogue what he was doing at an old blacksmith shop he knew nothing about, he wouldn't be able to give a solid answer. Regardless of reason, he was there, and he was intrigued by the sight he was met with.

It's not that he felt bad, but he did have some degree of cognitive empathy. He clears his throat to make his presence known.

"I didn't expect you of all people to drink," he says, crossing his arms over his chest. His voice is a bit buzzy due to the modifier attached to his mask. "Doesn't that go against your sacred ninja principals?"

[nya-of-water]

Nya flinched turning her head in embarrassment "I have to do something to cope with stress.... Besides... the person I loved is dead and basically gone .. " she sips her drink she takes out her wallet with photos of her and jay ... A few from their date at the amusement park.... One of them was a normal jay

[recalcitrantrogue]

"We all have our vices," he tells Nya with a shrug. Rogue hesitates briefly before ultimately deciding to sit next to her, if only because it's more convenient than standing.

"People die all the time," he says, not reading the room well at all. "It's just another part of life. It happens."

For a moment, he stares at Nya, the scene tinted red through his goggles. Rogue sighs and shifts uncomfortably, not used to comforting people.

"If he really cared about you, he wouldn't want you to drink your pain away."

[recalcitrantrogue]

She hasn't told anyone but she started drinking to deal with stress and since water was just alcohol.... She's on what remains of the blacksmith shop .. and she drinks

"fuck nadakan fuck the administration fuck Ra's fuck the merge.. "

@nya-of-water

Like it would take a toll on her))

If you asked Rogue what he was doing at an old blacksmith shop he knew nothing about, he wouldn't be able to give a solid answer. Regardless of reason, he was there, and he was intrigued by the sight he was met with.

It's not that he felt bad, but he did have some degree of cognitive empathy. He clears his throat to make his presence known.

"I didn't expect you of all people to drink," he says, crossing his arms over his chest. His voice is a bit buzzy due to the modifier attached to his mask. "Doesn't that go against your sacred ninja principals?"