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@undispxted
“ you haven’t even seen my bad side yet. ”
“A human noxian tellin’ me I haven’t seen their bad side? Hah! That’s funny. Maybe I can cut ya some slack if ya can answer me somethin’. Seen my Pa ‘round before ya came here? Sleezebag pit fighter? I’d rather punch his face in than yours.”
☞☞ quotes i found on pinterest sentence starters pt. one ☜☜
“ i’ve polished this anger and now it’s a knife. ”
“ i’m fine, i’ve had worse. ”
“ death too must be earned. ”
“ how do you destroy a monster without becoming one ? ”
“ am i a bad person ? ”
“ family isn’t who you’re born with, it’s who you’d die for. ”
“ are you flirting or starting a fight ? ”
“ i’ll survive, somehow i always do. ”
“ um.. that’s my emotional support knife collection. ”
“ tell me; would you kill to save a life ? ”
“ i am someone who did not die when they should of. ”
“ i’ve never been good at emotional stuff. except anger. i’m good at anger. ”
“ you can’t protect everyone ! ”
“ i have to try. ”
“ turn the pain into power. ”
“ what doesn’t kill me better run. ”
“ are monster born or created ? ”
“ chin up kid, they’d kill to see you fall. ”
“ if he puts his hands on you, cut them off. ”
“ i could keep you safe. they’re all afraid of me. ”
“ don’t play games with me. don’t ever think you’re capable of that. ”
“ the question isn’t who is going to let me; it’s who is going to stop me. ”
“ something had made your eyes go cold. ”
“ you haven’t even seen my bad side yet. ”
“ everybody knows that i’m a mess. ”
“ i’m sorry i let you down. ”
“ well, if it isn’t the feeling i was trying to avoid. ”
“ you are not your father. ”
“ even on your bad days, be kind. ”
“ you don’t want me and i need to accept that. ”
“ stay gentle. everyone is at war. ”
“ the risk i took was calculated. but clearly i am bad at maths. ”
“ i wonder which will get you killed faster, your loyalty or your stubbornness ? ”
“ always be a little kinder than necessary. ”
“ kind words cost nothing. ”
“ i am being perfectly fucking civil. ”
“ we’ll never be those kids again. ”
“ i’m the original family disappointment. ”
“ if karma doesn’t hit you, i fucking will. ”
“ if you can’t be happy, at least you can be drunk. ”
“ you can talk to me, or not talk to me, but i’m here. ”
“ guess you’ll just have to fight me. ”
“ i never asked to be like this. ”
“ wow. you’re a dick. ”
CARING FOR STUBBORN MUSES. for when the person you’re trying to care for insists they don’t need your help.
“at least let me clean the wound!” “you’ll be even worse off if you don’t let me bandage this.” “i really think you need to see a doctor.” “i made you some soup, and i’m going to sit here until you eat it. i can wait.” “your feelings matter too! i can’t help you if i don’t even know what’s making you upset!” “..i’m here if you need anything, okay?” “stop trying to push yourself! you can’t do this on your own!” “listen, i know you don’t want to, but.. maybe you should rest for a while. you’re not going to get anywhere like this.” “i’ll make you a deal: i’ll just get you some bandages, and nothing else, and you stop making a fuss over it.” “how long has it last been since you slept?” “have you even been taking your medicine?” “i know you think you have to get through this by yourself, but you have people here to help you.” “let me take care of you, for once.” “you’re gonna hurt yourself even more if you do stupid things like that!” “i hate to break it to you, but you’re not supposed to do any strenuous physical activity for the next couple weeks, and if i have to personally make sure you don’t every waking hour of the day then i’m fully prepared to do that.” “it’s okay to cry in front of me, you know. you don’t have to carry this alone.” “stop trying to act like you’re not bleeding out in front of me!! this is serious!” “listen, asshole. i’m gonna carry you home whether you like it or not. you’re not in any condition to get there yourself.” “oh my god, why didn’t you tell me it was this bad?!”
archernomaster:
*:･ﾟ✧ 𝐴s he spoke, Rin finally noticed his ears. Initially she thought they were some kind of accessory but quickly realised that wasn’t the case. She nodded in agreement, even coming from a less than ordinary world, she was struggling to understand just how she had ended up in such a place.
Linking her arms behind her back, she dared to step closer to him. Her mind working overtime. Rin knew it was possible for some heroic spirits to take on attributes of their legend. Not that she had ever met one.
“Are you a servant?” she asked.
He certainly had the build for it though it really didn’t occur to her how insensitive that may have sounded.
A... what? That shot a bit of a stare toward the woman as Sett was doing his best not to take that as a personal insult toward him. She didn’t know him otherwise such a matter wouldn’t had been brought up. Granted that the ears she had noticed perked up in agitation didn’t quite help the matter of him trying to keep a calm demeanor over him.
“Not even close. I’m The Boss, if anythin’. At least that’s how it’s suppose to be back home. Ain’t close to that here right now, and I hate to admit it,” with how he was now? He had no chance of being top dog of this place. In fact, he didn’t even know who was the strongest here in this city. With his luck going, he may find himself at the very bottom all over again. How he hated this... but what could he do? He had to endure this until he got it all back.
“Why the hell are ya even askin’ that? Most servants wouldn’t be dressed like I am. Fine silk? and not to mention this jacket. Worth more than anythin’ round us right now.”
looking-for-four:
Koku turns around, with a serious face set in stone. Fighting without consequences wasn’t really a thing he subscribed to—He’d prefer to kill with more purpose, but he was getting desperate. Maybe a bigger stage is what he needed.
“Am I to be rewarded with just Dust?” Koku asks, suspicious. “How will this be run? Is it to the death? What’s your angle?”
“Simple combat between two people or maybe even more depending on what the people want. I’m mostly use to seein’ people fight to the death, but it ain’t gotta be like that. Depends if ya wanna surrender and live to fight another day,” he commented as he had his fair shares of fights before becoming who he was today. The Man-Beast did all he could to get to the top of the food chain, and that came with a lot of blood and life.
“The hell is Dust? Oh wait, that’s the money here. Right? Still gettin’ use to things,” he began to question yet he shook it off to continue on. “The reward would be money. No use in fightin’ people without a good reward in the end, but there will be plenty of exposure on that as well. Call it fame and fortune.” As he started off as someone to mock and now someone to fear, Sett knew what exposure could do for another.
“So how does that sound?”
epitaphriddle:
Sayo had been walking around without paying much attention, acting as ‘Kanon’ for the time being.
Kanon’s attire allowed him to move swiftly, so he was able to avoid someone knocking into him without very much trouble- though not without a small gasp. This person was definitely stressed, and he decided not to make it worse by complaining.
“Don’t worry,” He said with a small bow. “I wasn’t paying attention either.”
He looked up at the stranger again, examining his tense posture.
“… You must be a new arrival. Allow me to be one of the first to welcome you. My name is Kanon- if you need help finding something, I’ll do my best.”
Well, that was fair enough. Probably another person new here to this city considering that’s all he’s been meeting. This person also seemed rather quick on their feet, too. Interesting considering that the guy doesn’t look like much at all. No reason to judge appearances despite the difficulty.
“Kanon, huh? Name’s Sett. Though, the way yer talkin’ makes me think ya know a bit about this place. Tellin’ me I actually found some luck here?” he asked with some curiosity there. This would be the first time he actually found any stroke of luck in regards to maybe finding information. Question was now ... What was he going to ask? What did he need most here? Thinking on it, h did think of one thing.
“Ain’t much lookin’ for a place as much as I am lookin’ for an idea. Y’see, I gotta find a way to make a livin’ here until I find a way back home, and I also need a way to get my power back in order to make that livin’. Ya got any information about any of that?” he would ask with the concept of making his pit somewhere on this island pretty hot on his mind. The Boss needed to keep business up even if he wasn’t home.
archernomaster:
*:･ﾟ✧ 𝑅in was frustrated. It was as simple as that. The city was nothing like anything she could have imagined and she felt powerless - and not just because most of her mana had been stolen.
She had considered ignoring him. It was nothing personal, she hadn’t even regarded him as she passed. It would be better if she didn’t have to worry about other people.
Her resolve didn’t hold out. No doubt she was going to regret her decision but she couldn’t help but think of someone close and what he would do in the same situation.
Geez….
“Something like that,” she replied coolly as she turned towards him, her fingers idly playing with a ring made of red plastic.
“I arrived today.”
Rin finally took a moment to ‘see’ who had addressed her. There was something odd about him, something she couldn’t place. This revelation only added to her frustration. She was used to being the one who knew about things beyond the normal.
A new arrival which meant there won’t be much coming out of her. She also didn’t seem like too much that would survive the arena unless whatever was taken from her was packing. It was hard to imagine someone with her appearance to take on some of the ruthless thugs that were under him. At the same time, it would be a hell of a sight for someone as her to put those very thugs in place. Be a hell of a riot.
“I’m no better, anyway. Haven’t been here for all that long, and I still barely have a clue about what the hell is happenin’. All I can tell ya is yer in for a long run here,” Sett spoke his bits of knowledge which so happened to be really nothing at all. He hated to be this useless in terms of knowing, but he was also one that rather let his fists do the thinking. There was one positive thing here, though. She didn’t seem all too bothered. Either a good act, or she didn’t care too much.
“I will say the island has some very interestin’ things. A lot of this is far from what I grew up around,” he would add on as he wasn’t too sure what else to say. Socializing without fights? Not his style. It wasn’t bad, but he was usually with the ‘wrong’ crowd as one may put it. Funny enough how he is the boss of the wrong crowd.
moonlightwaltzes:
─ ✦; Spirale was different to Osterra, which was as evident as seeing it when walking in the mornings through these so-called Wards. The fresh scent of summer was a little overwhelming, but welcome, among the most strange situation she’d found herself in. The sights before Primrose’s eyes made her feel quite lost; how could she not, with how she had been seemingly kidnapped out of her home, to this faraway city? If there was a way out, she’d find it, no matter what. But there was little the woman in red could do in her current circumstances, beyond trying to find out what happened and why.
( It almost felt like a cruel joke; what she wanted was to work for her happiness, a way to find herself again after the death of Simeon and completing her revenge, and what did she get? She was forcibly taken into a place she knew little of. )
A man’s voice was what interrupted her thoughts, and when she turned around her gaze was met with a peculiar one - a pair of animal ears and a stern face were the first things that she noticed. For the sound of it, he was just as lost as she was.
“I’m afraid I don’t know more than you do,” The former noble said, a hand on her hip. “Nobody seems to know anything, no matter who you ask. It’s rather unfortunate.”
A groan would come from the answer that was given. He was right to believe, and it would look like she was in the exact same situation he was in. This small piece of information told him asking around was a waste of time. It was either people not having an answer, or it was people keeping the truth. He could spend all day intimidating and maybe even punching out some teeth. That wouldn’t matter if they were telling the truth he was already aware of. Leaning back on the bench, Sett’s arm would go on both sides of the bench as he tried to relax despite the stress forming.
“Greeeeat. We get a lame pamphlet as if we’re a part of some magical tour into our own prison island and that’s it. What the hell is this place?” he questioned as he didn’t expect an answer. Still, he couldn’t let it get to him. He had work to do, and he needed to figure it out as soon as he could. Standing himself up, he would at least offer her a hand as a gesture of good will. A handshake seemed reasonable considering she did at least try to help. “Thanks, though. Honestly didn’t expect to learn this much even if it ain’t much at all.”
He got the idea that asking around would be meaningless, and he would need to seek others that probably had more time in than the two of them. Surely that would be a thing, right? Not like they were the firsts, and they wouldn’t be the last either. That thought there worried him more than anything. Who was doing this? What kind of power or magic would take to perform this sort of feat? Maybe worrying about building his new Pit should come after he had learned more. Being ‘The Boss’ here may be far more difficult than he wanted to admit.
“Name’s Sett, by the way. Sorry if I came off as rude with gettin’ your attention. Not exactly the best at introduction,” he would speak his apology as he wasn’t too sure how he sounded especially with the mood he was in.
@archernomaster
He had decided to take the time to sit back and try to relax. With some food in hand, it was one of the better ways to go about relaxing and keeping his focus on what he needed to do next. He would admit that he missed a couple of food delicacies back home along with that home-cooked meal, but he couldn’t think on that. He had to focus more on what he needed to do here. His focus would eventually bring him back home, he believed. He also needed to think of a way to make up for lost time for the mother he knew was worried sick about him.
His attention was taken from him as someone walked on passed him as he relaxed on a bench. This person ... had the scent of a human, but the magic within was different? Granted that the sense he had was weak coming from her, he could assume that she may be new to this place as he was the same way with his own. So now he wondered why a human would have such an ability. It wasn’t all too uncommon considering there was people back home that had their own sort of magic. If she had power, though ... Maybe she could be of use for his goals.
“Hey, Red. Ya new here?” Sett would go off and ask as he was calling her out just for the red shirt. He had no name, and it felt like at least calling her Red would show he was paying attention to her existence. That wasn’t rude, right? Even if he had a bit of a distaste for humans, he knew not to be rude. Had to be a gentleman to a young lady. Do not disappoint Ma. “Ya seem about as lost as I’ve been. Only assumin’.”
@looking-for-four
Now THiS was a sight to behold. This guy had quite a look, and Sett took interest on a business level. He may not seem like much right away, but Sett could smell some blood and even a bit of magic. If Sett was to continue a life here in this city, he would need to build his empire in a way only knew how. A lot time would be needed considering he was lacking, himself. Hard to be the boss in a city like this without knowing the people and lacking the power to keep authority.
“Hey, you. Got an interest in fightin’ for coin? I’ll need to be lookin’ for worthy fighters for my future Pit here on this damn island. Fightin’ with no consequence. How does that sound to ya?” he asked with some curiosity as to how this guy would take such news. Considering that Sett had no idea who this guy was. One had to start somewhere, and this was Sett’s start in gaining a crew.
@temperateskies
This one caught his attention as Sett passed on by. He caught his attention as he didn’t have the familiar scent of a human. He could almost pass as a Vastayan, but the guy lacked traits. There was a magic in the air with this person, but it was nothing he was use to. He couldn’t quite figure it out right off and his instincts told him a couple of things that racked up to not get on this one’s bad side. Not right away, at least. With his own strength sapped and most of his power gone, it should be an obvious thing not to get on anyone’s bad side. Well ... There was one idea that Sett had.
“Hey! You with the kimono, ya gotta sec’?” Sett would speak as the man approached the man that he could only describe as magic man right away just from his senses. Sett was holding onto a hope that this guy may actually have answers, and he felt he was only to approach this guy without too much of hesitation due to him believing him to just not be human ... or fully human anyway. “What can ya tell me about this place? Y’see, I’m a very busy man, and I got people waitin’ for me back home. Any chance I’m gettin’ out, or am I gonna be made to suck it up?”
@epitaphriddle
His luck was simply nonexistent in this place. Either he found no answers to his questions, or he found himself pulling teeth out of his knuckles. Probably meant his reputation would be more of a thug than anything. How much his mother would be proud, right? A groan left him as he held his head from the headache brewing. He needed to find a way to relax and rid of this stress he was building up, but he only found himself wasting time no matter what he pulled. Though, his distraction nearly had him crashing into another. Thankfully he had stopped before hand with a ‘woah’ leaving him.
“Sorry, sorry. Not payin’ attention. My bad,” he spoke his apology as he did not need to come off rude for his own mistake. He probably should had stopped somewhere to calm himself down. Instead, he was nearly plowing others over, probably one of the worst sides of his size in this place. Best not to worry since nothing did come from this outside of a small moment of embarrassment.
“A lot on the mind. Still gettin’ my bearin’s,” an excuse but it was a proper one.
The next couple of days are days of room switching. I’ll try to get my replies done on Sett and Gin both and look to see what I owe on one Uchiha. Until then, sorry for the wait
@moonlightwaltzes
His head was in his hands as he sat on a bench to contemplate the options he had right now. His walks had led him no where, and his ways of getting information were not working for him in the slightest. Given that his attempts were fueled by a small bit of rage considering his predicament? That may be the problem. He needed to calm himself down and focus on what needed done. He had to remember that these people were complete strangers. They had nothing to do with his past. None of them recognized him, so he had that going for him. Damn, how upset would his Ma be? ... Nah, that was the wrong word. She would just be disappointed.
He would eventually look up and catch sight of another. Her attire almost reminded him of some of the clothing from back home. He didn’t recognize her in the slightest, so he doubted she would be someone that could really help him. Not only that, but he was still peculiar when it came to asking a human for any sort of help. Asking for help in general was foreign to a guy as himself that normally found himself intimidating others rather than helping.
“Hey... you there. Dressed like a dancer,” he spoke as such an outfit is what he was reminded of. At least it worked back home. Whether it was true or not? Well, he was prepared to be thought of as rude anyway. Didn’t matter so long as he got answers, but... “You look about as lost as I am. Guessin’ you wouldn’t have much to offer me in terms of answers?”
As my fingers recover from my mad rush of posting just now-- Let’s make the same mistake with a starter call for one Half-beast. Uncapped and the likes.
Really...?
He had kept quiet throughout the ride and to the arrival of where his housing was located. Large canyons, cliffs, and the giant buildings were something he wasn’t all too caring for. Some of it did give him a reminder of where he should be, home in Ionia. None of this was his place, though. What was suppose to be a day of meetings and recruiting was now a day of moving into a place he didn’t want nor need to be with. What worse? How would he contact and tell his mom about all of this? Taken to an island without knowing how or why, losing some of his magic along with his weapon of choice? Not like his mother needed to know about him probably getting into more fights. She would worry. She may search around and eventually learn the truth of what he’s been up to. What made this all the more worse for wear?
His mother may think him harmed or killed rather than just away from home.
He stood before the housing that he was assigned to, he had decided to explore around the ward, instead. Fibonacci, was it? With this place, there were three other wards around him along with outside wards as well. Right? He would need to explore each of these areas and figure out exactly what he needed to do to make a living long enough to find a way back home. His business was in trouble, but that didn’t compare to the heart break that may be in the future. His father left them without warning, and Sett was taken away without warning. As far as he was concerned, he was no better than that bastard that left them.
From what he could see around him, it was not only humans around them. That much should be a guess considering he wasn’t fully human. There may be other Vastayans or other species around which honestly made him wonder of possibly starting up business somewhere around here. He had to figure that much out after learning a bit more of this place. Figure out his surroundings, learn what he’s dealing with, getting back some of his power, and getting the hell off of this island.
Sorry, Ma. I got a feelin’ this will take awhile.. the half beast thought to himself as he looked to explore this area a little more to gain some footing in unknown territory.
That one was on me for not double checking saves. App has been editing and looking to attempt one more time.
Welcome!
You’ll be staying in HOUSE 102!
You’ll be able to use Vastayan Magic 5 times a day!
You’ll be given brass knuckles made of wood.
Enjoy your stay!
--Mod Lyra
