Strength

Affiliated Strength From Black Rock Shooter. Ranking: Nobody House: N-3 Item: Weighted Boxing Gloves

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murderousmorality:

“Nothing? Nothing at all?” How terribly underwhelming.

She strutted toward the girl who moments ago had been seemingly stalking her. Lowering her head, Ryoko observed the girl further, from her snowy hair to her blazing range eyes. You didn’t have eyes like that and just say you didn’t expect anyone to stare. 

What was that black thing behind her again? It almost seemed to gleam in the sunlight and possessed a pointed tip. The bizarre-looking tail reminded her of a scorpion’s. So far, she didn’t seem nearly as venomous. Ryoko stopped away from the oddity until she was an arm’s length away. Being the taller of the two, she lowered her head head until she was at level with the other girl’s eyes. Dark navy blue met with golden orange.   

“If you have nothing you want, then you must have something to give up in return, right? It’s only fair! Sooooooo… you can start with your name.” The way she spoke was akin to a kindergarten teacher asking a child if they had done something wrong. Even her smile was similar. 

She already disapproved of this girl completely.

Treating the other-self like she was some child. She was not! She liked playing into the roll that she was not a human at all. She enjoyed her job as she did not enjoy the other examining her and talking to her like she was bellow them. If anything this stranger was below her.

Bright orange eyes looked at the stranger, how dare she. Strength did not need to give her anything. Her metallic tail gave a quick sway, before staying and mighty in the air. She could easily use it as a weapon to kill the stranger. After all, that's all she's supposed to know how to do. Is fight to protect her human counterpart. The human counterpart she so desperately wanted to make sure knew that she did not give away her true identify.

Though she did not want to speak, she supposed she could. For now. She didn't want to in anyway, she just wanted to following the female to figure out why she had a similar feeling to Black Rock Shooter. "Strength."

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murderousmorality:

There was never a consistent time-frame in which Hive City was given its usual supply of ‘fresh meat’. The most common time of deliveries was usually every month. Sometimes, if the group was small enough, there would be a second shipment. Ryoko had rarely been present at enough of the Sectors where citizens were first released into the city, but she could detect their scents and data signatures. They always stuck out like sore thumbs.

Just like the tanned girl that was presumably stalking her.

She had only glimpsed the girl out of the initial crowd, then turned and made her way back down the sidewalk. When the girl also took the same path around the corner as her, she dismissed it as a mere coincidence. When the girl crossed the street AND turned down another corner as her, Ryoko’s suspicions only increased. her odd appearance didn’t help much either.

As slowly as she could, she spun on her heel to confront the stranger. They were still a ways apart, but Ryoko waited until she was a foot away before directly addressing her. 

“…Can I HELP you in some way?”

Strength still didn't understand this place. Her eyes may have been focused on the stranger but she did take the time every now and again to look at the surrounding city. It was a strange place, she didn't like it. Too many colors. She honestly enjoyed being an Other Self, not being anywhere in the real world. And yet, somehow those scientists managed to extract her from a place only few human girls could go to. A place she ran away too, and now she was in some kind of real world. It wasn't the same as where she was from, she hated it.

If she had to admit it, she feared it. She didn't want to be back.

When the stranger stopped she was surprised, but continued walking until being a foot apart. Then she stopped, and looked directly up at the stranger until she was adressed. Does she respond? Does she blow her cover? Well, it wasn't like she had a cover. Yuu wasn't anywhere to be found, it was only Strength here. And some girl who terribly reminded her of Black Rock Shooter.

She opened her mouth as if to say something, but then closed it. Even if she didn't see them she had to stick to her role as an Other Self.

The girl just shook her head no in response.

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The other self looks around as she doesn't understand the bright lights and large buildings that are around this place. It has been several years since she was around anyone that  was human. Anyone that had actual emotions like she did. She wasn't exactly expecting to see another being there. Was there lots of people in this place? Of course there had to be, but he hadn't expected to see any at all. Especially since she had no idea where she was, so how could other people know where they were in this place?

Well, she would admit that she was new so it wasn't like she would ever actually know where she is. She saw something that gave her a strange feeling. It kind of reminded her of the odd feeling that Black Rock Shooter gave her. She couldn't help but follow the stranger and didn't quite understand that this isn't like where she came from. That following someone you will eventually be noticed.

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Let’s Start Things Off Right, Shall We? I’ll Be Posting A Little Welcome Drabble, Then Any Starters. So If You’d Like A Starter Please Like This Post! Currently Uncapped, Unless I Feel I gotta Cap It.

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Not My World

The Albino haired being stared at the large screen with some strange lightly blood covered man. Human blood perhaps? She looked down at her hands for only a moment, as it had just occurred to her that a rather large weight had been missing. As she looked, this is when she realize her Ogre Arms were gone. She stared at her hands, empty, and basically ignored anything else the bizarre human had even said.

She then turned around once they were done talking, only really recalling the letter and number that made up N-3. She didn't know what it meant but, truly did not care at that juncture in time. Instead, as she notice the door she grabbed whatever was there for her and walked out. Boxing Gloves? That was interesting, and a paper slip with a little reminder of the letter and number. She shook her head, and continued on trying to figure out just what this place.

Sure, she no longer had her Ogre Arms, but at least she had her tail. Not like she had a reason to use it.

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Let’s Start Things Off Right, Shall We? I’ll Be Posting A Little Welcome Drabble, Then Any Starters. So If You’d Like A Starter Please Like This Post! Currently Uncapped, Unless I Feel I gotta Cap It.

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With no prior reserve I would like to be apping Strength from the series Black Rock Shooter! App can be found at /app or at the first link when hovering over the side-bar's icon!

Welcome to the Hive, Strength!

You’ll be housed in apartment n-3!

You’ll retain the ability to use your super speed three times per day. You’ll also receive a pair of weighted boxing gloves.

Enjoy your stay!

– mod o13