pathetic.

Bears are made to be solitary. (She's forgotten, really.) Citta-Alveare ♛ Affiliated Rocma of Ice Scream. Nobody, Y-1

[rocmaul]

"Hey, do you know a guy called Noin? 'Cause if you're his mom, he needs some serious mom slaps for his bad behavior."

“‘Noin?’”

 It’s not ringing any caroling bells for her, and she gives you a very hard stare.

 ”What would make you even think he’s related to me? I don’t have any children.”

She has an adopted seal child. She’s practically adopted the entire population of Iceberg Isle. Don’t let her lie to you.

[truemansamejima]

“You might have a point. It’s not like this city’s structure was made to attend bears’ basic needs, right? I mean, how would a bear use the toilet, for one?” Samejima’s asking the important questions.

“Ah, I’m a demon, actually! Above all else, however, I’m a man! Name’s Samejima, what about yours?”

[rocmaul]

Rocma exhales hard, her eyes rolling. She’s not even going to justify that with a response but at least you recognize it as what it is - a problem.

“...You’re a demon?” The scent’s bizarre to her but she’s hardly had any contact with demons. They don’t frequent her home too often you see. “Hmph. Why would you so proudly proclaim to be a man before a demon?”

[rocmaul]

3: hell hath no fury

[hellishwrath]

“What an idiotic question. Those who would destroy the lives other build for arbitrary reasons are nothing but filth that need to be purged.” She spoke from experience in that regard. “Yet unfortunately in the world humans have created, it is necessary to make money. I do not have a level of greed comparable to his, yet I must still acquire what I can to survive.”

Nemesis didn’t give much care to money, or to gain it by taking life (whether through death or imprisonment) from others. That was simply what she did best. She would never allow herself to return to the state of a foolish girl begging for food, attention, and even life. It didn’t matter what she had to break to do it. Her conquest would continue until she had no worries left.

“I shall not repeat myself again. Tell me where he has hidden. If you do not, I will search for him.”

[rocmaul]

Rocma snarls at the insult, her claws curling out and digging themselves into her folded arms. She doesn’t attack you though, listening to the rest of what you have to say. You see, she’ll respect you as a fellow hunter if nothing else. Predator etiquette demands a certain sort of strange aggressive civility unless fighting over prey starts.

This man you’re searching for here is no prey of hers! Why would she fight you over a stranger’s life? (A male’s at least.)

“I thought you weren’t human,” she says in response, and that’s all. Humans. She’s not a huge fan of them either but their lot don’t survive up in the frozen seas in the north. At least not for long. Here they’re like a plague of rats, but it’s their city she’s been brought to, so it’s expected.

“I told you. He’s there.” Instead of tilting her head towards the table as she did before, Rocma points a barbed claw.

...And the man takes off running in a panic.

[rocmaul]

1: unwanted & unneeded

[travellingorca-blog]

Whoop, another strike coming at him better take a step back. It’s funny to him how she tries to strike high when she’s almost half his height. Stupid woman. Well, she’s just a bear, they can only think that far.

Getting into the mood his tail started to sway left and right in a rhythmic motion. Her words cut like a knife into his soul, he was seriously hurt hearing something like that from her of all people. But he kept his cool.

“ Honeybear you’re being so awfully cold today. I only want to hold hands~ Maybe something even more intimate against a tree if you act like a good girl. “

But Rocma wasn’t the only one who was gonna have all the fun, he wanted some fun too! Taking a sudden step forward as a change of pace and violent kick against her chest.

[rocmaul]

Oh, don’t remind her! Being a female polar bear is why she’s so small...vicious beasts that they are, they’re still dwarfed by the males of their species about twice over. Which is fine with her. She’s used to fighting taller opponents as a result.

She’s not quite fast enough to dodge that kick. Speed isn’t her forte, oh no. She specializes in brute strength and you both know if she actually gets a hit in, it’s going to hurt to the darkest, frozen depths of hell.

You knock the breath out of her but she just skids back with the momentum, her claws bracing against the cement. Fur bristling, she bares her teeth yet further.

“I have. No interest. In doing anything with you. Do you not understand that?”

Her growl’s rumbling in her chest. Rocma’s eyes travel to the side, narrowing with...worry?

“...Who knows what’ll happen to her without me...”

[creationofwhite]

              A shy one, the god assumed. The way the polar bear held themselves, a bit guarded and reserved, it just made them think more of the demon! Would their reactions be the same? Well… 

It would be a very interesting experiment.

   † Not a polar bear, but he does act like one. Both of you are pretty cute. †

[rocmaul]

...Geh!

She twitches an eye. If you were a male, she’d be so insulted, but her anger tends to flare up a little...less furiously around girls. There’s still plenty of ice but it’s not enough to cause any frostburn. She’s going to ignore your comment. Absolutely.

“...Hmph.” Her ears are lying flat upon her head.”If he makes you think polar bears are ‘cute’...He’s nothing like one.”

[rocknzola]

Mogeko March #2- Ice Scream

[rocmaul]

Happy White Day

To: Rocma, Residence Y-1 Hello my snow angel~ I learned that today is White Day when guys sends white chocolate to their girl so in the spirit of the season here you go. Glad to have you around and hope to meet you soon again. From: Idate ❤ xoxo

...

You. Did. Not just send her such a stupid gift. As if she’d ever want anything to do with this stupid holiday. You actually went there. Went there while locating her address somehow which is bonus points of creepy.

She’d shred the chocolate if it actually...made any difference. She doesn’t even want to hold it, because it reeks of your absolute insincerity - you’re mocking her! She knows it!

Rocma pauses. 

(Well, even if you’re not, she doesn’t really want anything from you anyway.)

[rocmaul]

1: unwanted & unneeded

[travellingorca-blog]

With the cigarette oozing between his lips. A shit eating grin quickly shaped showing off his bear trap like teeth all too clearly as she gave him her very serious threats. It was refreshing, vitalizing even seeing her grumpy face.

“ Come on sweetie, this is our tearful reunion after so long! Don’t you wanna hug and bang up against a tree to make up for lost time? “ 

Taking a step forward for a smooching he was greeted with a ferocious swipe, he expected this from her short temperament and predictable ways to do things. Leaning back in the very last moment, a bit too last moment for his own comfort as a sweat drop ran down his temple. 

“ Ho ho~ What a scary cuddlebear you are, yes you are~! “ 

How he had missed her, is this what love was like? After all, he kinda wanted to put his hands gently against her cheeks and tear her head off with his own hands right now. That’s a romantic feeling isn’t it?

[rocmaul]

She’d just leave and turn her back if her pride didn’t demand otherwise. She does not run from men and she does not need them in any way. Rocma fixes you with one of her most murderous stares - knowing you, you’re enjoying it some how. What a creep. 

She has claws like railroad spikes and she aims another swipe right at that stupid dorsal fin, growling, and her voice is simultaneously very high and very low.

It’s sort of like a loud growl. A curious combination of an actual polar bear snarl and her “human” voice.

“Don’t patronize me, orca! The last thing I want is to be anywhere near you.”

Rocma pulls back but she’s still in a fighting stance, ears quivering with rage.

“If you don’t have anything intelligent to say or do, then leave.”

There’s no water for you to drag her down this time. She’s already planning a way to smash your head against a lamppost. After all, if you can actually calm her any, it will be too much of a miracle to be believed.

[creationofwhite]

rocmaul

               Was it the white hair and black eyes that confused the God? Maybe. They knew right away the other was not Kcalb, as Etihw was very familiar with the devil but..  They just look too similar!

They considered the other being a demon, but the animal features on them spoke otherwise. 

  † Oh, sorry. I didn’t mean to stare. You just look like a close friend ~! †

[rocmaul]

Rocma tenses her shoulders at being addressed so suddenly but relaxes (slightly...slightly) when it turns out to be nothing. A strange scent...when was the last time you ever graced the frozen North, God?

“...Hmph. Do you know another polar bear, is that it?”

[rocmaul]

"Hey, do you know a guy called Noin? 'Cause if you're his mom, he needs some serious mom slaps for his bad behavior."

“‘Noin?’”

 It’s not ringing any caroling bells for her, and she gives you a very hard stare.

 ”What would make you even think he’s related to me? I don’t have any children.”

She has an adopted seal child. She’s practically adopted the entire population of Iceberg Isle. Don’t let her lie to you.

[truemansamejima]

“Well, I was under the impression that bears walked on four legs and had fur all over their bodies. Then again, I did meet a guy who called himself a bear ,but didn’t even have a bear like costume at him, so I guess you’re more like one than him.”

“Also, I’m not really a human, so maybe I’m not really able to tell that much, hahaha!” Samejima, I don’t think that’s what Rocma meant by that.

[rocmaul]

Rocma’s expression slackens a bit - not human, you say? She doesn’t spend enough time around humans to really be that good at distinguishing them. She’s barely curious which is better than cold indifference.

“I’m not in my actual form,” she huffs shortly. “It’s inconvenient lumbering around like that in a city. So what are you, then?”

[rocmaul]

3: hell hath no fury

[hellishwrath]

Despite the flames of wrath burning within her, Nemesis would always have an outward expression of a blizzard. Frozen, harsh, and unforgiving. In her line of work, one learned quickly that even other monsters were scared of being frozen. Despite the urgency of the once she had pursued, Nemeses walked slowly, carefully, each movement marking her power and dominance, though most would not consciously realize it. 

As the voice reached her, she scoffed slightly. It was obvious her target had entered this area, and the immediate and coy question made it clear this one had knowledge. However despite the looks of caution from all others present, this one held an expression reminiscent of falling snow. Not the raging storm of her own, but with a similar chill to it. 

"Indeed. Some fool has entered into an ungodly level of debt. Naturally, those who he owes are looking to collect. Now then, do not waste my time with games. I will find him no matter where he hides, so save myself the time, and yourself the possibility of being caught in crossfire. Where did he hide."

 Never a question, only a statement. She was not asking, but demanding. She would complete her objective, and not a thing could stand in her way.

[rocmaul]

Rocma sniffs in derision. She can smell it and you can sense it, she has no doubt about that. There’s fear in the air and it’s not any of theirs. She’s a nicer individual than she acts like (from time to time) but she owes no loyalty to this male peddler, and so.

She doesn’t feel the need to interrupt another predator.

“...Is that so. But are you hunting for sport or necessity?”

Rocma tilts her head towards the table. It’s a lazy motion like a cat swinging its tail. That makes all the difference for her.

[rocmaul]

4: declawed

[cysthansumum-deactivated2016041]

A stroll in the park was certainly something the tactician enjoyed to do. However, being approached and having a conversation beat it, especially if the one before her seemed very odd compared to most she saw. Immediately, Morgan had to reply; cute animals were a weakness of hers, and when the topic was on multiple adorable animals she had yet to even have knowledge of if not for the sign of the zoo, it was a requirement for her to be excited.

“Really? I don’t think so. I mean, if they’re cute, then obviously everyone is going to want to see them! Or even touch them,” Although the woman obviously objected to the sign, Morgan didn’t succumb to her pessimism. “Oh! When taken care of, they could SO get spoiled, too! I want to go myself.”

[rocmaul]

Rocma flattens her ears in response to such a statement.

“They’re locked up. They have their freedom stripped away. They’re allowing themselves to be gawked at...”

There’s no such thing as “non-sentient” animals. Some are less so, but to her, they’re all still animals of any variety. She doesn’t share your optimism on the subject unfortunately. Her black nose twitches with a great amount of dignity.

“They get treated like pets...I’ve never met an animal with any pride that’d allow it.” 

She doesn’t really seem mad at you. Or anyone in particular.

[rocmaul]

"Hey, do you know a guy called Noin? 'Cause if you're his mom, he needs some serious mom slaps for his bad behavior."

“‘Noin?’”

 It’s not ringing any caroling bells for her, and she gives you a very hard stare.

 ”What would make you even think he’s related to me? I don’t have any children.”

She has an adopted seal child. She’s practically adopted the entire population of Iceberg Isle. Don’t let her lie to you.

[truemansamejima]

“Noin September, a demon with Marionette Magic. Well, you both dress as bears and have white hair, so I’d imagine as such. But it’s okay if you aren’t related, either. Guess I’ll have to punish him myself if I ever see him being a jerk again.” Samejima seemed not to regard Noin in a very good light.

[rocmaul]

“Demons. I try not to associate with most demons.”

Rocma sniffs, clearly disdainful of the conversation. She doesn't know why you’d come and pester her so randomly over something like this.

“What a disgrace...I’m not dressed as a bear. I am a bear. Even humans should be able to tell that much.”

He’s slandering the good name of bears, as far as she’s concerned, so by all means. Punch the guy for her, Samejima. She’ll claw his face off herself is this Noin is wearing a pelt.

[rosko22x]

A draw I made for my beloved Chaossu~ <3333

IdatexRocma plz~ I hope you like it hun~ <3

Ice Cream Characters belong to Mogeko and not me.

[rocmaul]

4: declawed

crysantheum

There's too many humans here. She's not too big on them. On the frozen isle she calls home, they don't really survive long, you see. The park sector is where she meets this particular human, and you're - different, maybe.

She doesn't think that at first. But.

Rocma gives you the queen of all skeptical looks, her vibe as subzero as it ever is, but you're female and not that old so by default, you get a little less of the bite and a little less of the bark.

"Seeing animals subjected this way is pitiful."

The object of her ire? A sign for a zoo.

[rocmaul]

"Hey, do you know a guy called Noin? 'Cause if you're his mom, he needs some serious mom slaps for his bad behavior."

"'Noin?'"

 It's not ringing any caroling bells for her, and she gives you a very hard stare.

 "What would make you even think he's related to me? I don't have any children."

She has an adopted seal child. She's practically adopted the entire population of Iceberg Isle. Don't let her lie to you.

[rocmaul]

1: unwanted & unneeded

[travellingorca-blog]

He had a hunch this was coming, after so many other familiar faces had started to appear it started to become a given that she would appear here as well.

Mere luck, destiny? Whatever guided him it had led him to one of his favourite bears in the whole wide world. Oh how he was delighted in this turn of events, a non-stop grinning while letting the cigarette smolder between his lips. 

" Honeybear, you are wounding me. This is a tearful reunion between two soul mates. Can you even imagine how its been like not being able to see your grumpy face around? "

His tail had already started sway left and right the moment he got track on her. He was excited, few characters had managed to make his life as entertaining as she had.

" How about a kiss to make up for lost time? " 

As taunting as he made his statement, somewhere in his black, rotten heart he skipped a beat when looking at the clear white polar bear. Oh how he yearned to see that crystal white being stained by dirt and blood alike. 

[rocmaul]

That cigarette is really pissing her off; it's the stench, it just sits in her nose like a lit piece of dynamite, predicting her next temperamental explosion. She knows she should cool off instead of letting you get under her skin, but you've got a way of doing that as easily as you dive beneath the water.

So she loses that fight, of course, lips yanking back to expose long teeth.

Arms folded, nails nearly impaling her own skin, Rocma aims a kick at you in the same movement that takes her to her feet. That ear of hers that carries a notch? It's twitching away. Irritation beyond words.

"Don't you have anything better to do than make a nuisance of yourself?"

A step. Go ahead, Idate. Move one step closer and she's going to try and lacerate you. Her claws are still very much intact.

[rocmaul]

3: hell hath no fury

hellishwrath 

Some fellow comes barreling past her and hides under the tablecloth of this simple outdoor cafe. He looks plain scared out of his wits. Shortly afterwards, a woman shows up in apparent pursuit?

...Even predators don't survive long without a sense of danger. It's the little things that set her senses off, beginning with the dark cast of a shadow, the narrowing of eyes...the faintest unnatural scent of something bleak around her. Yes, you're dangerous.

Rocma makes a low growling noise. Her teeth are wrapped around a length of fish she bought - (the shame is immense) - and she silently looks at you with an expression that's pointedly mild. Intimidation or dismissive is the best way to deal with other predators...play it ice cold.

"...Looking for something?"