Zer0̸ Challenge

Isola Radiale— — [A city stands new Mystery and deception A lone assassin]

[zer0u0]

jaganeyed:

–「 You aren’t much for helping people you don’t know. Not out of malice, or any sort of hatred, no. Recent events have softened your position on humans, if only slightly, but even still. You tend to focus on the select number of people who, if they were to disappear, would mean something. However. Those people have a moral code, and were they to see you let a person die willingly when you had the capacity to step in, that would matter. 」

「 Also, you recognize a skilled fighter when you see one. It’s a shame to see something like that go to waste. Sensing the demon energy lurching far underground before it surges up towards that fighter, you swoop in to grab them by the back of the collar, tossing them back out of range. They’re heavier than expected, and when you try to make sense of the fighter’s energy, interestingly enough you fail.」

「 Color you curious. 」

「 You wait for a few seconds for the giant worm-like creature to burst from the ground, and while you loathe the technique, you think it is likely most apt here. You set the sword you have in your hand ablaze, cauterizing the beast as it rises. It writhes, paralyzed from shock, but it will be dead soon.」

“Don’t get too cocky,” –「 you say, an absolutely hypocritical statement if there ever was one.」 “There are more of them below the surface. If you think you can handle them, then I’m leaving.”

–「 Though, the idea of fighting them sounds a bit more appealing than parting ways.」

“… what are you?”  

The force on Zer0′s collar surprised them, and they are further surprised when the stranger pulls them backward for some unknown reason. But they were also aggravated. Zer0 had just displayed an obvious ability to fight without help. Multiple headshots and a badass landing that no doubt would’ve impressed countless. And as was displayed on their helmet, it was no challenge whatsoever.

But then a serpentine beast emerges from the ground and is quickly cut down by the stranger in a blaze of glory. And, well, blaze. Color them impressed. 

They turn their head and display a [ (y) ] indicating a thumbs up, but then they realize it might be mistaken for some sort of alpaca shout, so they accompany it with a physical thumbs up as well. But they’re not allowing themselves to be cocky, nor will they be unprepared. They unsheathe their hilt, the blade materializing before their very eyes. They feel the vibrations of the ground beneath their feet, hold out their sword, and—

                                                                        RIIIIIIIIIIIIP—

A myriapod-esque beast emerges from the ground directly into the blade of Zer0′s sword. The display is similar to that of the stranger’s; the beast is cut in twain and fountains of strange blood emerged from the carapace halves.

[ I’m an enigma. / I am searching for a purpose. / My name is Zer0. ] 

[zer0u0]

volitionisms:

[Wait-]

[So the people were married? And they were looking for other people?! What about their family?! Assholes.]

[ They found each other, / so they can be terrible / together at last. ]

[zer0u0]

volitionisms:

[What’s a Pina Colada?]

[ It is alcohol. / But the song is about two / terrible spouses. ]

[jamabushi]

[Humans], to a great extent, can shape that which shapes them, condition that which conditions them, while still respecting the fragile equilibrium between the given and the made

[zer0u0]

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(GOD what a memelord)

[zer0u0]

Zer0 lines up the reticle slowly, deliberately as they aim down the sight of their sniper rifle. Yes, they were given their sword, but it seems wise to eliminate as many as they can from afar using this method before jumping straight into melee. Their hands steady and the sight focuses directly onto the beast’s head. They pull the trigger, wait a second or two, then watch as its cranium explodes in a cloud of red and pink. The body falls over, dead.

They train the rifle on another, shoot, pop. Aim, shoot, pop. Aim, shoot, pop. Before they move their eye from the sight, they’d headshot at least twenty of those bastards. The remaining are pissed—and before Zer0 has a chance to set the base up again, they find it jumping in the air towards them. Zer0 spins around towards the source of the noise and pull the trigger, exploding the monster’s head and sending it hurtling back towards the ground. A red [ 0̸ ] is displayed.

[ 360 no scope. / The evil is defeated. / I am a badass. ]

They jump from the building, hopping off of bits of debris as they collapse to the ground.

[zer0u0]

silverscamurai:

[ @dedfix  → @silverscamurai  → @zer0u0  → @pcnnydime ]

A glance was spared for the others who followed after; the sort of making up was a good thing, Gintoki supposed. Better that than trying to shoot each other up the ass the whole time. Well, all things considered, this team was a whole lot less chaotic than…pretty much anyone in his life back in Kabuki-cho.

For now, he’s headed at a leisurely pace to the northwest edge of the Golden Ward, stopping at a point on the radar that’s probably near the center of the ward. Is he even following the radar right?

“Uh, looks like this is it. So, any of you trigger-happy punks want to have a go, since we’re at the right spot?”

Let’s hope the genre doesn’t suddenly change into a western as a shootout begins right in front of him again.

Zer0 is getting fed up with the horseplay. As Wrench had said, they were falling behind. And they’re not willing to allow a consequence to befall their team due to the mess caused by their teammates. They follow Gin’s directions, studying the radar themselves to make sure the group was going in a reasonably correct direction. The indicator blip seemed to be moving closer; that was enough to satisfy them.

When they reach the location—and after Gin asks if anyone wanted to shoot the gun—Zer0 wordlessly grabs the beacon gun from his hands and fires it. A beacon immediately shoots out, illuminating what they assume to be an appropriate location. They spin the gun around their finger, then hold the muzzle in front of their face. Their mask has a [:o ~] on it, which is supposed to be a cool gesture of them blowing out the smoke. But it doesn’t do a good job at portraying that.

[ We move to the next. / We mustn’t dilly dally. / I will not be beat. ]

They push the gun back into Gin’s hands for safekeeping.

[ @dedfix  → @silverscamurai  → @zer0u0  → @pcnnydime ]

[zer0u0]

dragonbecome:

   A hand holds onto the katana, Ryū ichimonji, as eyes scan the distant beasts and monsters set off not too far from his standing point. He had battled his share of humans and robot alike, chances were these weren’t any different. “Honki o misete miro.”

Zer0 stares at Genji, reaching back to grab their wooden sword and discovering their hilt instead. They pull it out and their blade materializes from it, its blue glow illuminating the darkness around them.

[ Were it not for the / monsters, I would kill you where / you stand, Genji-san. ] 

[zer0u0]

otacontinue:

“…”

// if i were interested in… 

// no no

// i’d know by now

// right?

[ This guy is broken. / Somebody call 9-1-1. / WTF? ]

[zer0u0]

neokern:

posing a challenge is the last thing kern intends to do, and so he promptly wipes the heart from his visor with the same effect, eyes squinting at zer0 once more before they flicker to the side to highlight another look-at target.

“yeah, i’m not… really a fighter, so you could probably kick my ass,” is his muttered reply. “i guess it’s only a matter of time before someone does think i’m a threat, though. i mean, my chassis is military class–it’s weird that nobody has tried to net me yet, you know?”

with all the attempted rebuilding that’s going on, one would think he’d be an obvious asset. fortunately, the locals of spirale are even more robotic than he is, and nobody has given him a second glance.

“oh, no, no! florence was waaay before my time. and the machine was, uh…” the aeromorph runs a claw over his prize thoughtfully. “i don’t know. she has the voice of an angel, though! maybe we could find a CD player and i could play it for you?”

Zer0 looks up at Kern, assessing their abilities based on his external look. Their helmet lights up once more, this time displaying a crimson [ 0̸ ] in front of them. 

[ I’d definitely / kick your ass. It would not pose / a challenge to me. ] 

It’s true that they only have access to a wooden sword at the current moment, but they’ve killed worse with less. But as they said, he does not pose a challenge. Nor does he pose a threat. So Zer0 switches their [ 0̸ ] to a [ ;) ]

[ If we do find one / I would not mind listening. / It sounds intriguing. ]

They turn their head and begin to look at the rest of the discs in the store. Myriad different genres are displayed with even more CDs littering the containers. They grab another Daft Punk CD and place it in one of their pockets.

[zer0u0]

dedfix:

[zer0u0]

dedfix replied to your post: ϟ~

OBVIOUSLY THAT MEANS WRENCH.

[zer0u0]

ϟ~

ϟ who means the most to your muse? why?

[ The most important / person I have in my life / is Joe. Joe Mama. ]

Zer0 does not have many close relationships. What few relationships they do form are often short term and serve a purpose. Their vault hunter allies are so they can open the vault. Moxxi provides assignments and money. Even Rhys, Fiona, and Sasha and the rest of the allies from Tales from the Borderlands are treated more like work friends.

[feed-your-inbox]

Anonymously tell my muse something you wish they would do.

[zer0u0]

✯

✯ which three traits define your muse?

Mysterious

Ruthless killer

Kinda memey

[thcantichrists-archive-blog]

Now accepting curious anons.

These can be character development questions, questions about any interactions you’ve seen on the blog, questions about any ships you’ve seen on the blog, questions about my muses feelings about other muses from the fandom, or anything else you may be interested in knowing about my muse. 

[vhsmeme]

* headcanon free-for-all

♥ is there an article of clothing that means the most to your muse?

❀ what does your muse’s daily routine look like?

◎ does your muse plan for the long-term or short-term?

◆ what is one secret your muse has?   

 ϟ who means the most to your muse? why?

☛ what is your muse’s biggest regret?

❥ is your muse cool?

✯ which three traits define your muse?

♕ would your muse hug a monster?

❣ is your muse a fighter or a lover?

✎ what does life mean to your muse?