` Devil in disguise

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-Sits in the middle of the road and tosses pebbles onto the ground, quite bored as he watches it barely bounce off before stilling on the hot cement-

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[She's strolling around without any intention to capture supernaturals or specials that had escaped. Puffing her cheeks out, she slowly places one feet in front of the other, feeling the gravel and rubble under her feet crackle and crumble. Completely by coincidence, she looks up and sees a male around her age sitting a few hundred feet away. She feels a surge of energy run down her spine, but manages to ignore it, deciding not to waste her energy on fighting today. Instead, she walks over to the male, a friendly - as much as she could manage - smile on her face, and sits down in front of him] Hey.

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Jongin scoffed at her words. 'No need to be so mean? Who does she think she is?' He thought. Jepp's words echoed in his head about smelling something that wasn't right. He opened his mouth to speak but was caught off guard at the rest of her sentence. He felt his jaw tighten at the name. The sudden taste of bitterness was back. "Kyungsoo? I don't give a fuck who you are or what you are to him. But you should learn not to play with fire."

His head began to throb as memories flooded his brain all at once. Something he was able to forget. But now someone decides to fuck everything up. "What makes you think i'd listen to any fucking word you say, just because you know /him/?" His voice was calm but menacing. A way that could full anyone. "You know, you have some nerve thinking you can just get to me that easily. Did you people forget that animals have better judgment than humans?" Jepp growled even dangerously low. He didn't like the looks of this lady. And he didn't even budge at the name that came from her mouth. He cared for Kyungsoo, but Jepp knew better than to let his guard down. No matter what. Jepp moved his position down, a level meant as a sign the animal was ready to attack. 'Let me do it.' Jepp spoke to Jongin. Jongin merely replied with a simple 'not yet. Wait.' They just had to be careful around her.

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A smirk continued to play on the girl's face, it intensifying with each passing second upon seeing the male get more and more pissed. Contrary to the man's words, she loved playing with fire and she knew very well how to do it without hurting herself. Her expression took a form of mocking sympathy. "But, sweetie, Kyungsoo misses you. I remember him calling out your name for the past few weeks.. it's kind of not fair, though. I mean, I give him all the pleasure,yet you're the only one he thinks about" she pouted. Sure, she was lying about everything. Even though she and Kyungsoo were on good terms, he would never touch her or even think about it. As for Kyungsoo missing Jongin - it was probably the biggest lie ever told. Kyungsoo hated Jongin more than anything. If Kyungsoo were to find him before Sumin did, he would have made sure to let him die slowly and painfully.Perhaps Sumin wasn't the bad one here, she just wanted Jongin to suffer less.

"You're not an animal, though. Or have you already forgotten? You must have... Living like this... Ah, it surely is a pity.. I bet Kyungsoo could make it so much better..." with a low chuckle, she brought her sword out, looking at closely as if trying to spot any damage. "I know how much you crave for him... how much you want him to be by your side..." lifting her gaze up from the sword, she smiled small. "I bet you even cry at nights... Yet you keep hiding from him... Why? It took me so long to track you down... How about this. I amputate your legs just to make sure you won't get too far and tell Kyungsoo where you're located at, he'll then find you and you can both live happily ever after." she clapped her hands, an excited squeal leaving her lips. "Ah, I really like this plan!"

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` a trip down memory lane 「Sumin & Jongin」

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Jongin leaned against one of the walls of the theater, leaning down to pet the top of his dog's head as they were inside of one of the safer buildings he had found while exploring the city. He found it risky to leave anytime soon when Jepp announced he smelled something in the air that wasn't friendly. He stretched the kinks out of his back and legs. Wincing at the slight pain from an earlier incident.

He tugged his shirt up to reveal a rather large bruise that started to form. Jongin cursed mentally at the lack of his speed. Causing him to obtain such a nasty thing. But then again, the creature had appeared out of no where. It was harder for Jepp to figure out its whereabouts. Jongin dug through his bag for any type of food for Jepp. He frowned at the sight of no food in his bag, sighing since he needed to head out for food. He perked his head up when Jepp shifted uncomfortably. Sniffing at the air as he picked up a scent. His eyes widening whem a figure appeared, disappointed that he wasn't able to notice earlier. Jongin's hand was still in the bag, careful fingers touching his blade. He scoffed at her words, not even shocked that she knew his name. By the looks of it, she worked for /them/. "Who wants to know?" He bit back. Voice laced with bitterness as Jepp started to growl dangerously low.

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The dog. Of course he would have some sort of animal. He was an animal communicator anyways. How could something as important as that be so easily forgotten by someone who never forgets a single thing? She never forgot how much Kyungsoo cried when he first got to the labs and she could never forget how he changed, how day to day his eyes got darker and darker, filled with more and more hate. But perhaps it was because she felt sorry for him. Although she wasn't nearly as nice and sweet as the boy was, she knew the pain of being ripped away from someone he loved, practically right out of their arms.

She knew how the other felt, too. The Jongin in her own story was found dead a couple of days after Sumin disappeared, she was surprised to ever encounter Kyungsoo's other half. Still, she wouldn't let her emotion show even now. Her task was more important than her silly little feelings. And her task was simple; too simple. She could either, a - kill him or b - bring him back to the labs and have Kyungsoo rip him apart.

Obviously, being ripped apart by the one you love would be a terrible experience. Especially when you wouldn't be able to fight back. For all she knew, hitting a stranger was much easier. Sumin did it on a daily basis after all. She could easily kill him. But... there was a dog. By the time Sumin would slash Jongin's head off, the dog would take a bite out of her leg, that is if she would even manage to get anywhere near Jongin. Another plan quickly popped into her mind, though and she decided to go through with it, seeing as she had no other options.

"No need to be so mean." she wrinkled her nose, playing as innocent as possible, although the knife in her hand seemed to tell otherwise. "I'm... Kyungsoo's friend, if you will. A friend, co-worker - one of those." Sumin flashed him a rather dark smile, gaze flicking from the boy to the dog. She hoped that the dog was somewhat close to Kyungsoo as well and she would be able to distract him as well.

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` a trip down memory lane 「Sumin & Jongin」

Of all the things Sumin could be doing on this fine (If you consider drizzling rain - the most annoying species of all the rains existing - and wind that causes your hair to fly in random directions fine) evening, tracking down supernaturals and escapee lab bunnies was definitely at the bottom of the list. Mind you, she enjoyed stalking, hunting, torturing and killing, - sometimes all of the above towards the same person - but every now and then she wasn't in the mood. Today, apparently, was one of those days.

Still, there was no appropriate time for saying no to the head of the labs, the one that gave out all of the assignments to his slaves. Although, seeing the outside world, being a slave was way better. At least they were provided with shelter and food, unlike those poor, animalistic survivors which are forced to fight each other for food and place under the sun.It's sad, really, but Sumin was never one to feel grief, sympathy, empathy or any other of those big words. Frankly, she didn't even know how to feel herself. She was just... blank; With occasional outbursts of anger, of course.

She ran a hand through her hair tousled by the repugnant wind and puffed her pink cheeks out, looking around for any signs of a survivor, living or dying; She could easily take either - the living one for experimenting and the dying one for building an android. Sumin needed only one survivor and then she could go home and sleep for the rest of her life. She spent the whole day in this disgusting rain and didn't find a single living soul, so without a doubt she was pissed.

A building soon came into view. It seemed sturdy enough to be considered safe, especially when around were only debris of buildings that stood tall and proud in the past. A small flame of hope ignited inside of her. According to her beliefs, every building that hadn't become dust yet kept a survivor or two inside, more likely so when there weren't that many buildings left.

She first took a few steps forward and stopped, eyes darting from window to window to see if she'd meet any eyes; There were none. Again, she started advancing towards what seemed to be an old theater and walked inside it, keeping close to walls. Her hand felt around her waist to see if her gun was still intact, then it slid down to her ankle, checking the small knife there. Everything was still there and she picked up her pace, moving from wall to wall in a professional and stealthy manner. She heard steps somewhere along the way and immediately followed them, still now giving up her space by the wall. Once close enough, Sumin stopped and peeked through the crack in the door, noticing a boy inside. Her lips pulled into a smirk. This boy was definitely a familiar one.

"Well, well, well, what have we here? Kim Jongin, I presume?" Sumin grinned, leaning against the side of the door frame with her head tilted in amusement.

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SOMETHING IMPORTANT YOU ALL BETTER READ (ESP APPA) BC I WILL CRY IF U DONT OK

I've been waiting months for this honestly. I don't know why, but for some reason, I was really excited to get to writing this. Although today, I nearly forgot.. /hits self repeatedly/. I'm writing this post to thank you guys and to share some of my most favorite memories which some may remember some may not.

Honestly, this wouldn't have been my first tumblr roleplay if the one I wanted to join didn't close, but it did and now I'm here and I'm happy, honestly.

When I came to this place, I was actually very depressed because I got kicked out of my very first roleplay. Sure, I hadn't done very good things there, but in the end, I only wanted to save a life.

I remember when I first came to this roleplay, there were about 5 or so of us. There was appa, umma (not Eric), Jongin (Yusheng), Yesung (scared of their paras forever) and Onew I think? I'm not really sure OTL So anyways. I remember freaking out since I had /no/ idea how to tumblr rp so I was freaking out all over the place and the first few days or maybe a week appa was so nice to me. The first starter was actually good considering it was my first time. And then everything pretty much went downhill when me and Jongin started rping tbh-- I was the one that brought Luhan here and the initial plan was so Luhan would steal Sehun away from Jongin (no regrets). 

Those were the first few days/weeks in DBD.

At some point, I'm not really sure why (Probably because of our personalities) me and appa started fighting with each other (i was the only one who called you a dad back then when you wanted to force us to btw unu) and I became appa's most hated child. Also annoying child. I think? I don't really remember my nicknames.

But yeah. I remember how scared I was of Yesung's long paras and how I stalked Onew's and Sehun's post (so sad you didn't finish it TT) I remember appa freaking out over every single person that came.

WOW FUCKING SHIT IT'S FUCKING MIDNIGHT I AM MISSING MY DEADLINE WHY DIDN'T I DO THIS EARLIER STUPID HOMEWORK U SHIT-- 

Well anyways-- I remember when Kris came how appa was dying all over and we were all dying with him. I remember Donghae -- ew -- and I remember all members that have been here, even for a short time.

Sometime later, appa created a Siwon and on dash I was teasing him ooc and then he said he can seduce me and idk if I'm allowed to tell this story-- well Diana already knows so

I remember when appa was feeling down and all the members sent these cute messages to this one blog that was made especially for him.

Sometime before leaving, I finally realized appa was a guy. I'm sorry you're just so gay and fluffy I--

Probably the best memory of them all was when me, amber (yerim) and yixing had a shirtless gif war-- it really was the best.

Ummm that's actually all I remember from DBD v1.0

Was Chanxing in DBD v1.0 or v2.0? Cus that was a heavenly ship

Now onto DBD v2.0

I had left DBD for some reasons and didn't come back for a month or so. But honestly, I couldn't help but stalk all the members each and every day. I even waited till midnight so I could be the first one to wish appa a happy birthday.

So I came back, this time as Yonghee and honestly my main goal was to make appa like me again. I helped him with the follow lists and pretty much promoted DBD wherever I could.

I remember when one of my friends came here as Suho and I was like "nobody touch him" and yerim immediately started calling me woman hoe.

Honestly, DBD v2.0 is sort of blank for me, I can't really remember that much from it.

I can say one thing though. This place is better family than my own family is. And honestly, I love my family a lot, so this place is just amazing. My parents would never care about the stuff I tell you guys, about how depressed I am, they don't understand.

For a few weeks now, I was planning to leave, I was so sure this post was going to be my last post forever. But this place started dying and only now did I realize how fucking much this place means to me, only now did I realized how much I need it and how I'm never going to be able to give this place up. I'm sure even if I get into the school I want, even if I have to study all day, I will still stay here because 40% of the time, my thoughts are on DBD.

So I just want to thank you all for being here, for being my family, for helping me get better.

And separately, I wanna thank appa. For never giving up on this place, for putting up with my shit for a year now, for caring for me more than my own actual dad does.

I love you all and I'll stay here. Forever.

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Whoever sent that... Send more asks like that I'm so close to just ending it, I need one last push I'll forever be grateful if you help me end it all

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Too lazy to change all the 'jongins' in my paras but ye from now on im kai or Kim Jaesuk (I have no idea why I picked that name I think it's my Korean friend's name I--)

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cat-astrophe // baekhyun & jongin

Contrary to popular belief, dogs do get moody and yes, humans can get into an argument with their pets. Dogs can be huffy and just as needy as the next person and despite the whole ‘man’s best friend’ shit going around, Baekhyun’s really starting to wonder why in the world he’d chosen to save a dog among all companions when the apocalypse began and when he nearly got swallowed whole my the ground beneath him.

"Look I’m sorry alright?" He turned to Spark, barking at his dog to calm down and to stop ignoring him with his tail hung low. Baekhyun had never been too good with social interactions so of course it came as no surprise that he found himself arguing with a dog among all things. “Spark come on, look at me,” he barked, frowning as his dog continued ignoring him. Giving up, he looked forward with a huff, no longer bothering with his dog. If a dog could show him attitude then he definitely could do the same as well.

As they walked in uncomfortable silence, Baekhyun hadn’t once bothered to turn back to check on Spark, showing that he too was upset with his dog. It was only when he heard the vague bark of - "You’re a terrible human!!" - and saw his companion running off into a back alley when he began freaking out a bit. And it was definitely when he heard his dog yelping in surprise and terror when he definitely got worried. 

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It wasn't the first time Fluffy ran away (why did Jongin even decide to name her that? Perhaps it was because he wanted to instill some of the fluffiness into the scary, angry monster). To Jongin, the cat wasn't as scary as it was moody and didn't really fancy the idea of having an owner. Understandable; when did someone as tough and powerful as the cat want to be tied to a leash and forced to learn tricks - of course, the boy didn't force any of these things onto the cat (as well as gave it a home and gave it food), but it was still a wild animal.

A wild animal that loved breaking down doors and escaping into the city. Such things would occur once or twice a month and Jongin was used to it. The mutant would eventually find its way home and everything would go back to being normal. Well, except when it'd throw up human or mutated animal parts, making it very clear to Jongin on what it met while out. 

This time, however, Jongin was slightly worried. It would take a day or two for the cat to come back, but now, it had been almost a week. And the male was terrified. Not as much about his house being unprotected as he was scared of the cat getting hurt. Even though it was strong enough to defend itself, it was still his pet and he loved it nonetheless.

So that's why, without getting coffee - he'd missed a few days of sleep as he was waiting for Fluffy to come back, without putting on a warmer sweater - only a thin jacket, he ran out into the city, looking for it.

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His Saving Grace | Jongin & Kris

When Yifan opened his eyes, he was momentarily blinded by the sudden brightness in his surroundings. He looked around, eyebrows meeting at the center of his forehead, for anything familiar that might tell him where he is. A sign, poster or even just a vandalism…literally, anything that could tell him he was somewhere he knows and not in unfamiliar territory.

He craned his aching neck and willed his throbbing headache away; his migrane made him feel like his head was being torn into two. A low groan escaped his lips and tears pooled at his eyes, his body curling back in the ground from the obvious pain he was going through now.

"Fuck…" he muttered, eyes shut tightly and hands covered his face when he fell back down and crumpled on the ground. Yifan never asked for help but then and there, he wished someone would take notice of a helpless, not to mention lost, heap of a stranger on the dirt. "Help."

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"You f--" Jongin yelled, his words getting caught in his throat as a thick metal rod was launched straight into him. He was lucky enough to turn his body, the potential cause of his death missing him by only a few inches. The male gasped softly; there was no way of escaping. If he were to run out of here, he would possibly end up in a huge crowd of zombies and with this monster on his ass as well. 

He could fight off the zombies, but how does one get rid of someone three times your size? The only option he could think of right now was burning it; but... would it work? He could only try... The place the offender picked to attack was perfect for blowing stuff up. A restaurant kitchen.

With a quick turn, Jongin dashed to the other end of the room where a stove was still standing and quickly turned it on, the smell of gas used for them engulfing the whole room. Not wasting a single second, the boy ran towards the door and just before exiting, he let his last match go. As soon as he was out, he was thrown to the ground, coughing from the impact. Looking back at the remains of the restaurant, he slowly pulled himself up and took a look around. Shit-- 

Of course someone would hear.

He was about to run from the sounds that were getting closer, but with the corner of his eye, he noticed a body. Still alive and obviously hurt; Jongin knew he might regret this later, but he had to do what he had to do.

He rushed over to the male, mentally chanting "don't scream, don't scream, don't scream", and pulled him up, dragging him into the closest building there was, closing the door behind them. "Shi-- are you okay?"

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does anyone wanna plot or sth

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Camouflage | Jongin & Krystal

Sometimes, Jongin's power is much more useful that he deems it to be. It's great for combat when you figure out what powers the other person has and will use, as well as it's great for hearing when you're deaf. But the best (and probably the most fun) advantage is eavesdropping. It's convenient since Jongin doesn't have to be in the hearing range; he can be a mile away and still understand what people are saying if he concentrates enough. 

That's how he found out about the army base somewhere a few miles north of town. Jongin was walking about, when a few words caught his attention. Military... weapons... abandoned... could be thousands of guns.. That was exactly what led him to stop walking, find a quiet spot and concentrate, the words coming together in a coherent sentence. "Don't fuck with me, man. I know you know where that army base is! I heard you and Jisook talking about it, dammit!" Jongin closed his eyes and he could see fuzzy images - like the ones on old TVs - of the whole scene he's witnessing. "I ain't telling you a fucking thing, we found it first, you don't get to attack us and then take shit from us!" "I'll fucking shoot you if you don't-- or wait... your sister is still lost, right? You're probably worried sick; Oh is she alive? Is she dead? Is she held captive? Well, I can assure you she's not dead. Is she held captive? Maybe. I'll exchange your precious noona for a map to the army base." A long pause. "Give me the damn notebook." "Glad we could make a deal... Okay are you done yet? Great. Thanks man, I'll tell the guys to bring your... wait... what's that in the distance? Oh shit, RUN!" Another source of power quickly appears and the two males started running from the thing that Jongin couldn't quite make out. The power could have belonged to anything, but he knew what that thing wanted - trouble.

Jongin left his hiding spot and immediately made his way to the site where everything had happened. He noticed a notebook on the ground, picked it up and flipped it over to see a map. A map leading to the military base. Suddenly, Jongin didn't care to see if the two men are okay.

It took about two hours to get to the location and about half an hour to get into the building. It turned out, the people that had already been here were too stupid enough to open the damn door instead of breaking through the side of the wall; or maybe they were smart and wanted other idiots to have a hard time opening the door. Apparently, that idiot was Jongin.

Once finally in, Jongin took slow steps around the room, seeing dead bodies littered everywhere; they were still quite fresh - a few days old. His theory was that two groups found their way into the military base and found guns. However, one of the groups got their hands on the guns first and the pitiful souls who came in second were rewarded with an escape from this living hell. It's not a nice way to go down, but at least you die. Would he want to die, though? Jongin wanted to die at most times, but he couldn't kill himself; that was for sure. Although when an opportunity knocked, when the barrel of a gun was pointed straight at his head, he never hesitated to fight back. He surely wanted to die; but he wanted to die trying. At least that made him a hero, not a coward.

His thoughts quickly came to an end when he reached the end of the hallway, standing in front of a door, a plate with the words "Gun Locker" hanging proudly on it. Jongin doesn't realize he's holding his breath until he starts feeling quite dizzy. The boy is not quite sure why he does it; maybe he's nervous to find nothing there. That means he had wasted so much time which he could have used to get foor for Fluffy and himself instead. He places his hand onto the handle and opens the door, slowly peering in to notice only a few guns left. Well... it's better than nothing, right?

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Uninvited Guests | Jongin & Minjun

Sun rays seep in through a small space between the thick, worn out curtains of Jongin's bedroom, falling right onto the male's face in an attempt to wake him up and get him out of bed at least for the time it takes him to get the curtains closed and curl himself up in the blankets again. He doesn't do that, though. He slowly gets up, growling some sleepy insults at the sweater that doesn't settle comfortably on his body, the few books that fall off his bedside table, the blankets that can't seem to spread properly on the bed.

It's definitely not his day and there's an added emphasis when he opens the door and trips over the big black ball of fur that's been sleeping by the door once again. "Fluffy, god d-- how many times did I tell you not to sleep here?" The boy sighs loudly, maybe a bit too exasperatedly. The cat isn't having one of its best mornings either, so all that it can offer his owner is a hiss, which, of course, Jongin feels and stares at the cat with pursed lips. They have a staring contest for what seems to be an hour (probably 2-3 minutes in reality) before the cat forces itself to step closer to Jongin and rub its head against his leg. With a chuckle, Jongin crouches down in front of the mutant, taking its face between his hands and squishes it lightly, cooing lightly. "And you pretended to be a murderous cat. You're not scary at all. Just a big, fluffy kitten!" He knows this annoys the cat, so he's already on his back when the cat jumps forward, attacking in a playful manner. "Yah. I don't have time to play. It's either playtime or food." He stands up, brushing the dust off his clothes as the cat stares at him, a cross between sadness and annoyance on its face.

"Be good, kitten. Don't demolish the house." With a slight ruffling of the cat's fur, he leaves, making sure the door is shut to prevent the fluffball from escaping.

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kim jongin <3