Jack the Ripper

indie rp blog for Assassin/Jack the Ripper from Fate/Grand Order. Do please read the rules before following! Written by Noka.

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sanzenxsekai replied to your post: “You people are gross and weird. We’re locking...

“You flatter me.”

“It wasn’t a compliment...”

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“You people are gross and weird. We’re locking ourselves in our room.”

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flowermaguss‌:

“Nothing happened. He’s fine, everyone is just freaking out about some guy named Marlino, threatening him.”

“That’s good! But Marlino...that sounds really really close to your name!” she pointed out.

“What’d this Marlino person do?”

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“Did something happen to Fou...?”

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"Hashire sori yo, kaze no you ni,”

“Tsukimihara wo,”

”Padoru padoru!“

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“We know what we can do for fun while everyone’s at the party. Gonna carve up their clothes!”

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“Is some sort of gala going on...?”

“We’re not going. We don’t have anything fancy to wear.”

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fatefulones‌:

whitechapel-ripper replied to your post: Jack is here to pat Passionlip’s head. She looked…

“Mmh, we didn’t do it for ice cream or a reward…but that sounds good to us!”

“That’s nice! Do not worry, this isn’t just a reward, Ice-Cream can help both of us!” Lip shifted a little bit to allow some space on her lap for Jack. “Please do get on dear!”

“On your lap?” she seemed to eye it for a few moments before shrugging. Why not? The small assassin hopped up onto the lap of the other, glancing up at her curiously. “Now what?”

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chaldeamxster replied to your photo: “Oooh, is mama working out? Can we join her?”

“Of course, Jack. Make sure to take breaks and drink water, okay?”

“We should be saying that to you...you’re the human here, not us.”

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themooncell replied to your photo: “Oooh, is mama working out? Can we join her?”

“My daughter is so darn cute.”

“You’re cute too you know, mama!”

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“Oooh, is mama working out? Can we join her?”

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nekofantasia‌:

“Well, you probably hit an artery with that blade of yours.” Chen, you might wanna consider on stopping said bleeding first than doing small talk with Jack. “You are a sharp one, aren’t you?”

“Sharp...? Our knives are sharp,” seems she was rather dense when it came to puns. But...oh, right, her artery! The Assassin was quick to begin patching her up, with far more knowledge of how to do so than a girl her age ought to possess.

“Of course we hit an artery. We know what we’re doing.”

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Kingprotea with a smile simply pats Jack head a little before offering her a snow cone. She just feels like being nice to Jack is all.

“Oh, you’re...you’re...” she trailed off, staring up at the big woman before shrugging. “Dunno. But thanks!” and she accepted the snow cone, eagerly gobbling it down, even rubbing her belly with content once it was all put away.

“That was nice of you, giant woman!”

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nekofantasia‌:

“My heart aches for you.”

“So stop stabbing me.”

“Oh, sorry,” and thus Jack put her knife away.

“Why’s your heart ache for us?” Jack, she’s still bleeding pretty bad. Might want to deal with that first.

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Figured out how this drama started...wow. Even if you highly suspect who the person behind the anon hate is, it’s childish to accuse someone publicly of it when you have absolutely zero proof of it.

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‘Where did you come from?’

Send me ‘Where did you come from?’ if you want to see my muse protect yours!

“A-Ah...sorry...mama...” she stammered out, taking deep breaths as she stood before him, blood seeping out of her stomach. She had just seen an enemy launch an attack at him, and no one else had been close enough to get there in time...so the small Assassin had darted forth and taken the blow. Of course, she had quickly eliminated the enemy afterwards, but that didn’t solve the wound in her belly.

It wasn’t a deep one, but there was still a noticeable, deep cut in her get. And soon she fell to one knee, shaking her head as she tried to clear her head. If given a few minutes, she might be able to heal the wound.

“W-We just...wanted to keep you safe.”

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“...We’re not sure why you all keep talking about chests. Mommy beats you all.”