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VGOSTC: Edition 04

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OST: Dark Side A: Psycho Soldier ~ Rank 24 Matt Helm (Matt Helm's Theme) Game: No More Heroes 2: Desperate Struggle Series: Akuma no Riddle Character Focus: Otoya Takechi

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Preview:

Even though Haru Ichinose had already been assassinated moments before, to the serial killer, it was still...

"...showtime."

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Even though Haru Ichinose had already been assassinated moments before, to the serial killer, it was still...

"...showtime." Those were the words I muttered in a weak whisper before I gave a cold laugh, hiding my scissors behind my back. Ready. That was what I had to be, and I felt more than ready. I felt excited, I felt empowered, I felt superior. Even then, before anything had even started, I could just feel it all. I could feel the pleasure.

Just like I had planned out beforehand, it wasn't long before the doorknob that I waited by began to twist open. My heart leapt at the thought about to come, but I didn't act on it. I needed to put on a different act in the meantime. I needed to act "normal", which was one of the most boring things I could ever go through.

Hands still behind my back, I took a half step into the room, acting surprised when I ran into the barely clothed figure by the door. "Ah! Shiena-chan, I'm sorry!" I immediately apologised, receiving a flustered glare in response.

"Watch it, Otoya. You knew I was in the shower, so what are you doing, trying to get in?" the brunette was quick to question, adjusting her red-framed glasses. Putting on an innocent expression, almost as if I was in thought, I paused.

"I was just going to come in to check something."

"Check something? While I was in the shower? Otoya, what is wrong with you...?!" I could only hold back a laugh at the other' quick temper and ridiculously obvious question. What was wrong with me? There was a lot wrong with me, but my roommate would never understand that. No one would understand that. I let out a giggle.

"Eh~? I wasn't going to peek on you, or anything! I'm not that bad, Shiena-chan!" I cooed, eyes scanning the room for a moment before landing on the prey before me- the prey that would soon become my... "Say, now that you're here, could I show you something?" I asked, hope shining in my emerald eyes in the dim, bathroom light. Since I was standing in the doorway, I made sure to spread my legs as far as they would comfortably go, stopping any means of escape past me. I'm sure the other wasn't thinking anything suspicious of it, anyway.

"Sure, sure..." she muttered, before blinking in curiosity. "Wait, huh? You have something to show me...?" She seemed to be a little slow to catch on, which was disappointing, but I didn't dare speak up. She sighed, rolling her eyes. "Fine, but make it quick, okay? I don't even have proper clothes on yet..."

As those words left her mouth, I could have sworn there was a light blush upon her cheeks. She was glancing away from me though, and missed the deep shade of pink that my own face turned. I didn't care for her lack of clothes- my mind was wandering elsewhere, anticipating the events that would soon become reality.

"That's okay! You've got a towel, that's good enough. I promise I won't take long~" Little did she know, promises were mere words that meant nothing to me.

With another reluctant sigh, the brunette stepped away from me. Though I was quite offended by the action, I knew it was only to allow space for me to enter the room, so I didn't think much of it. Instead, I willingly stepped into the room, making sure to shut the door behind me and conceal my weapons. I didn't want her to freak out after all- not just yet.

"...so what do you want to show me, exactly?" she asked, in an impatient tone. My, it seemed like she forgot she was standing in a room with a well-known serial killer; the dubbed, "21st Century Jack The Ripper!" I almost admired how trusting and oblivious she could really be. Now that the target had been successfully eliminated, I could take down whoever I wanted. Apparently, Shiena wasn't considering such a fact. But that was something that made the experience all that much better.

"Well, you're gonna have to come closer, it's not that big~!" I cheered, innocently twirling the heel of my foot on the floor. Giving a small smile, my eyes darted from my roommate and back to the floor over and over. I could just feel my heartbeat beginning to race. It was almost an unbearably magnificent feeling.

Wearing an unsuspecting scowl, she reluctantly took a step closer to me. "Closer." I ordered, keeping my act on. Ignoring the growl she made, I watched her step closer and closer as I repeated the word, smirking in content once there was barely any space between our upright chests.

"I-Is this close enough for you, yet?!" she complained with a huff. I was just glad she was busy keeping her towel around her body, or else I'm certain she would have hit me by now.

"Hmm..." I made sure to linger on my words and I pretended to think, tapping my foot. "Yup!" was what I exclaimed, earning a relieved sigh from the other girl.

"Stop wasting my time then, Otoya... hurry up." I couldn't control it when my smirk widened across my face, amusement growing at those words. 'I'm wasting your time, huh...? I suppose I really am, since you don't have much time to spend! You won't have aaany time to spend after I'm done with you, Shiena-chaaaaan...'

And after those words, a dark, yet whimsical giggle escaped my lips.

I almost regretted letting it slip, since that's when Shiena started becoming suspicious of me.

Hearing her take sharp breaths, I paused, unable to wipe the smile off my face. "O...Otoya? Are you listening to me...?" she urged on. I had to bite my tongue to hold back another round of laughs. Her oblivious reactions were just way too amusing! "Stop laughing at me, will you...? Cut it out, already..."

"My, your choice of wording really is interesting, Shiena-chan..." At that comment, I couldn't hold myself back any longer. I wasn't about to sit around and wait, when the perfect opportunity was right there, in front of me. Dropping my mask and my playful act, I showed my teeth in an uneven, wide smile, finally allowing myself to stare at the other girl. I could tell by the sudden burst of fear in her eyes that if anything, the look I was giving her looked psychotic.

...which would be an accurate description.

"...O-Otoya...?" She had so much trust and faith in me, I found it almost pitiful. Letting out a low, breathy laugh, I closed the distance between our bodies, staring right into Shiena's eyes. I could feel my pulse through every part of my body as I licked my lips, narrowing my gaze. 'Perfect... just perfect~!' I commented with a fulfilled smirk.

"Say, Shiena-chan, when you said to 'cut it out' earlier, what did you mean...?" Her eye's widened to a point I'd never seen before. She was finally getting the point. Finally.

But there was no escaping now.

I wasn't going to allow it.

"G-Get away from me...! Don't even think about it, Otoya!" she spat, hands glued to her towel as she took hesitant steps backwards. Aw, the sight was almost adorable! She was shivering so much already, and panicking so clearly, and I hadn't even brought out my weapons into view yet. I knew for one thing that unlike the others, killing an assassin would be much more exciting.

"Oops. Too late. I'm already thinking about it..." I whispered, taking larger steps towards the other with each one she took away from me. "...but not only that..." I continued. "...but I'm going to make it happen, not just think about it. After all, you're the only one left that's suited to be my next victim! Doesn't that make you feel special, Shiena-chan~? Ahaha!"

By this point, the brunette was already shaking her head left and right like her life depended on it. Her eyes were wide, limbs were trembling before my own as she stammered and stuttered under her breath. The tough act she always put on was worthless now, and as I finally pulled my arms from behind my back to allow my scissors to shine, her state only worsened.

How very, very pitiful.

"O-Otoya, don't you dare! Don't come any closer...! Don't do this, I trusted you, dammit...!" Oh, what worthless cries and pleas. They were merely pleasant noises and melodies to my ear, and I found myself enjoying them.

"Well, looks like that was your own silly fault..." I brushed off, twirling the objects in my hands as I approached, closer and closer. However, that didn't last for long, as my roommate was quick to collide with the bathroom wall. There really was nowhere to run now- something that made my heartbeat quicken in approval.

"...p-please, don't... I didn't do... you won't... you won't kill me...! L-Leave me alone, don't even touch me with those damn scissors of your's...!"

How pitiful indeed.

"...oops. Too late."

It seemed that as soon as I inserted the ends of the twin blades through Shiena's exposed shoulders, my cheeks weren't the only thing that became coated in a deep, crimson red.

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VGOSTC: Edition 03

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OST: Mother Base Destruction Game: Metal Gear Solid V: Ground Zeroes Fandom: RWBY Character Focus: Yang (*cough* can you tell who my favourite character is yet *cough*) ---------------------

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"We need to get all of the passengers off this thing? Every single one!?"

"Yes! It's the only way to safely get off this thing without getting anybody else involved! What else are we supposed to do when there's a bomb attached to the bottom of this thing?"

"Guys, will you stop messing around? We've got eight carriages of civilians to evacuate in under fifteen minutes, we don't have time to waste!"

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"Are you freakin' serious!?" Using my loudest voice, I cursed out into the open, feeling the constant breeze of air fly into my face and whip my hair about. Sitting on top of a train carridge- yes, on top, as in, on it's roof- was not the smartest move our team has ever made. However, it did seem like a perfectly necessary one, despite how dangerous it actually was. "We need to get all of the passengers off this thing? Every single one!?"

It seemed the panic and disbelief in my voice was caught by my unfazed partner. Turning her head, a few dark strands of hair got caught in her face, but she still faced me without another thought. "Yes! It's the only way to safely get off this thing without getting anybody else involved!" she shouted back, gritting her teeth. "What else are we supposed to do when there's a bomb attached to the bottom of this thing?"

"Guys, will you stop messing around? We've got eight carriages of civilians to evacuate in under fifteen minutes, we don't have time to waste!" Weiss called through the thick breeze. Luckily for her, her hair was tied up and out of the way. How unfair.

I had to dismiss this thought as soon as possible though. Now wasn't the time to be worrying about any misplaced strands of hair- even though it was always on my mind. I needed to focus, and do nothing more. As a Huntress, I needed to concentrate.

"How do we get everyone off without stopping the train?" I called out, crouching low to the roof to make sure I didn't go flying off the train. I was thankful for the small air vent passage near me, giving me something to hold onto as I squinted my eyes through the cold wind. It really was hard to hear and see with the strong breeze interrupting everything I tried to do. I was beginning to grow frustrated before I even knew it myself. "The next station isn't for a few miles away, surely that thing's gonna blow before we reach there!"

The tension rose with each second that passed us by; with each second we wasted coming up with a plan. "We'll... we'll just have to stop the train and get them to evacuate while we can!" Ruby called out, holding her red hood over her head.

"Ruby, if we do that, they'll have no where to evacuate to! There'll be no platform and no cities nearby, you dunce!" her partner was quite to point out, scowling at the red head's ability to be so thick-headed. It seemed like she was beginning to doubt whether my sister made for a good leader.

"Oops! Sorry...!" was the quick response she was given. It didn't take her long to come up with another plan either, not willing to give up on this mission we had found ourselves on. "If we can't slow it down, then we'll just have to speed it up! Hopefully we can get it to the station fast enough, and have time to evacuate everyone and diffuse the bomb!"

Though the plan seemed sound, even I began to doubt whether we would pull it off effectively. We had just under fifteen minutes by then, and the station was half an hour away. Just how much could we speed it up by? Would that even be considered a safe speed to be travelling at? What if the train or the rails end up breaking? There were too many doubts in my head, but so little answers and other choices that I found myself sighign in frustration.

"Are you sure we'll make it in time?" Blake called out from across the train.

"It's worth a shot! We can't just sit around, when there are innocent people here we have to save!" she responded through the wind. There was no more room for hesitation however, as the train continued moving along and time continued to pass us by. We had no other option- and that was what we came to accept.

"...alright, fine! We'll go with that! I'm assuming you want me to use my glyphs to pull the train along the track quicker?" Weiss called back out. She received a firm nod of the head in response, as everything began to fall into place.

"Yes! If you can do that!"

"Of course I can, don't doubt me!" she immediately corrected with a large frown. "The only thing I'm concerned about is falling off this damn train!"

"Here, using Gambol Shroud, I can find a way to make a small harness for you. Sound good?" Blake immediately responded, eyes sharp and attentive as she examined every area of the train. Our team was already coming together in a serious fashion, which was something I was extremely grateful for. If it weren't for our level of compatibility and organisation at times like this, I would have been panicking more.

"You're seriously going to use your whip and tie it around my waist to-"

"It's the only effective choice we have, okay? Quit complaining, so we can get a move on already!" The dark-haired girl interrupted. The other seemed to get the point and shut her mouth, taking a deep breath while she could.

"Someone's going to need to warn the passengers of the change of speed about to take place." I pointed out, already feeling my throat becoming dry with the constant shouting I was going through. I had no choice but to ignore it however, as it was the only way to communicate when we were up so high.

"Yang, since these two will be busy up here, we'll go together to inform the passengers! You can start from one end, and I'll start from the other!" My sister called. I liked the sound of having assigned roles, and so, I wasn't about to argue. "If you guys need either of us to clear the way for you, just in case the environment becomes an obstacle, don't hesitate to call out for us, okay?"

"Got it! Now, hurry! We need to get a move on before it's too late!" Blake warned.

And just like that, we all separated.

We all began to finally work together, as a team.

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ps i might actually continue this one sometime since I like writing actionyyyyyyyy stuff yeah whenever that may be

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VGOSTC: Edition 02

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OST: Reminiscence ~ DL-6 Case Game: Phoenix Wright Ace Attorney Fandom: RWBY Character Focus: Yang ------------------------------

Preview:

Almost instantaneously, I fell to my knees, oblivious to the shards of rubble and glass that scratched at my skin's surface. I couldn't have cared less for the state I was in. I was only concerned for my sister- the bruised up, bleeding, and collapsed body on the floor.  ------------------------------

My eyes were wide. My fists shook by my sides. I could tell my chest wasn't the only thing burning anymore- my eyes were already stinging with tears, and I could only try my best to block them out. However, it seemed my best efforts weren't enough.

And not just at holding back my tears.

"...Ru... Ruby...?" My whimper could barely through heard through my muffled sobbing and sniffing, desperately trying to regain myself. Everything was so difficult. So hard. Even standing upright seemed impossible, now that my eyes laid sight on the disasterous scene before me.

Almost instantaneously, I fell to my knees, oblivious to the shards of rubble and glass that scratched at my skin's surface. I couldn't have cared less for the state I was in. I was only concerned for my sister- the bruised up, bleeding, and collapsed body on the floor. If it wasn't for the discarded and broken Crescent Rose lying beside her, I wouldn't have even recognised it as her.

"R-Ruby... please, no..." I wasn't even processing the words that slipped from my mouth anymore, as I shuffled over to my sister's side. She was lying face down, with her stomach connected with the cold concrete of the outside of Beacon Academy. However, there was almost nothing left of that building anymore. There was almost nothing left of my sister anymore.

Though I could barely control my trembling hands, I released the fists they were tightly balled into and rolled Ruby over. Terror was the first emotion to shock through me at the sight. Hands immediately flying over my mouth, I stared wide-eyed at the remains before me. I couldn't believe it. I didn't want to believe it.

The only distinguishable thing covering her ripped and torn body were none other than burn wounds.

Burn wounds.

"W-What is this...!?" I shot backwards from the position I was in, and in my haste, I ended up knocking Ruby's head with the edge of my boot. It flopped over lifelessly, without another reaction, or any sign of consciousness. I knew that it was my duty as a Huntress- as her sister to check for any signs of life, or avenge her if there were none.

But I just couldn't.

I couldn't bring myself to make another move. My hands could barely keep myself up, as the feeling of weakness began to shake through them.

I didn't know what to do.

My thoughts were beginning to take over my brain, and before I knew it, tears were fresh and rolling down my cheeks. I wasn't about to dare to stop them either, as I knew there was no point. There wasn't any point in resisting, or escaping the reality of it all now.

Ruby had died by flames.

And I felt it was all my fault. It was my fault for not being there, by her side, and whether it was as a fellow teammate or sister didn't matter. I had abandoned her at the worst of times, and I was a terrible human being for doing so. I had left her to die on her own, and she was never going to come back.

I let out a scream.

I had never hated fire like this before.

I had never hated myself like this before.

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VGOSTC: Edition 01

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OST: The Turnabout Sister's Ballad Game: Phoenix Wright Ace Attorney Fandom: RWBY Character Focus: Yang

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Preview:

"Hey, do you guys know what today is...?"

"Hey, do you guys know what today is...?" With my breathy voice filling the silence, I got three looks my way- exactly what I desired, to my pleasure. My arms were held behind my head as I sat on the edge of the rooftop, overlooking the rest of the school beside my teammates. The orange, sparkling sunset that filled the sky above made the picture seem almost perfect, and I was finally able to relax after a hard day.

"Hm? There's a special event on today?" My little sister questioned, blinking in confusion. My smile only widened in amusement. The other two seemed to wear the exact same expression too, which was the best part.

"Oh, come on, do you guys really not know what today is? I thought you were better than that!" I joked, chuckling. The others didn't seem to be so light-hearted though, curious as to what my point was, and what day it was.

"Are we supposed to...? If it was something really important, I'm sure we'd all be aware." Weiss pointed out, with a shake of her head. Though she wasn't wearing her usual scowl, her matter-of-fact tone wasn't exactly what I'd call relaxing. I dismissed it as normal though, brushing it off without another thought.

"Well, I don't know about the 'supposed to' part, but it sure is important. I can't believe you guys really didn't notice." I continued.

"Well, if you're so disappointed in us, why not just fill us in, then...?" Blake pushed, shuffling in her sitting position. Glancing over to the sunset above for a moment, I returned my gaze to my teammates, smile just as bright.

"You're pretty impatient, aren't you?" My comment thankfully went disregarded by the others. I was extremely that they were mellowed out and calm for once, and didn't jump at every little thing I said. It only added to the relaxtion and contentment that I felt settle within my chest, and I let out a deep breath of air. "Fine, since you're all so curious..."

I decided to drag it on for as long as possible, humming as if in thought as I glanced away again. I placed a hand to my chin, trying to keep myself from laughing or breaking my concentration, as I could feel my team members' eyes on me. I could tell without even looking that they were all on edge, just waiting in anticipation for my words, hoping it wasn't something ridiculous.

And for once, it wasn't.

"...on this very day, exactly one year ago... that was the first day we all met. That was the first day we ever saw our future teammates, and the people we get along so well with today. It was the day we all pretty much screwed up, but for the better."

Wearing a proud smile on my face, I turned, body easing once I saw the other's faces. Their looks of nostalgic memory recollecting and contentment matched mine, and with an orange glow reflected off their eyes and smiles, everything seemed so peaceful.

I huffed, turning away with a proud smile. "...so happy one year anniversary, team."

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What is the VGOSTC, you ask?

Well, fear not. The answer is pretty simple, actually.

It stands for, Video Game Original Sound Track Challenge. It's exactly what it sounds like. I write a small scene or story for a fandom that I think would fit a specific video game OST. I usually listen to it on repeat while I write, but eh, it's not really a rule or anything.

Make sense?

Good. It's mostly for my own enjoyment, so... read away? I don't really mind. XD

They won't be that long though, so don't expect anything fancy here.

Feel free to try this on your own, too~