The darkness comes

Fandomless OC RP blog. Will RP with anyone.

Has a main verse and some BNHA verses.

He grit his teeth when he heard the other was getting bullied… it was probably due to the teen’s quirk no doubt, whatever it was. Much like he was bullied growing up… now look at him, an assassin for hire. living up to all those talk about him being a villain… sigh. “Bullies don’t need a real reason. They’ll use an inch to make a mile…. What’s your quirk anyways? Mine isn’t really made for fighting either. Mine is stealth related… not really the fighting type, but i could still take down a foe.” He tried to cheer the kid up. As long as you’re creative and willing enough to adapt, you can work with almost any quirk.

“Let me know if you spot them trailing us. I’ll make ‘em stop real quick.”

As much as this was not the best time to have to escort this kid around, he didn't really mind helping. Even though he was a villain. An assassin for hire, he did like helping others when he could... or at least he used to when he was younger. I guess his environment, lifestyle and time made him more antisocial and selfish.

"It's fine. you can even hide out at my place if you want. But only if you want and just for a little bit. I don't want cops knocking at my door thinkin' I'm some creepy old guy forcing kids to stay at my place."

If the teen does chose to follow him home, he'll have to make sure to tell him not to touch the plants... or anything else that would be dangerous.

Find the target. Steady. Aim. Fire.

He had gotten used and numb to this sort of thing by now. He remembers how much he was shaking after his first hit. How sick he got after he had gone home after all that had happened had sunken in. Even though he was nowhere near the target when he fell, he had stayed in the showers for what felt like hours. But now, he feels nothing. He doesn’t even bat an eye when the body drops. He doesn’t see them as people anymore. Only targets. It was the only way to adapt to this life.

He had expertly packed up his supplies and used his quirk to leave the area undetected. Speed, efficientcy and stealth were key. He left a message to his client that the deed is done and he awaits the final payment. The money would cover his expenses for a good while. He might be able to splurge a little and treat himself. But first, time to go home.

As he was making his way there, He was stopped by someone. They looked scared? perhaps they were being followed by creeps. He frowns. He didn’t need this right now.

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Agh this was troublesome, but without anyone he knew around it was all he could really do besides maybe run. He felt like he was being followed, or well he was decently sure some jerks were. He was well an easy target to bother when he was alone. “C-Can I walk with you like just to the next block okay? I only need you to look my friend or something for 5 seconds, and maybe I’ll be left alone.”

Pretend to be his friend? He was twice his age! Guess the teen was being followed or something…  But since he just asked to walk with him, it wasn’t too bad.

“Ugh fine, but I’m heading this way. So you follow or get left behind.” He answers coldly. He starts walking again with a groan. If only he knew this was just the beginning.

“Aren’t you a little young to have enemies following you?” Valid question no doubt.

Find the target. Steady. Aim. Fire.

He had gotten used and numb to this sort of thing by now. He remembers how much he was shaking after his first hit. How sick he got after he had gone home after all that had happened had sunken in. Even though he was nowhere near the target when he fell, he had stayed in the showers for what felt like hours. But now, he feels nothing. He doesn’t even bat an eye when the body drops. He doesn’t see them as people anymore. Only targets. It was the only way to adapt to this life.

He had expertly packed up his supplies and used his quirk to leave the area undetected. Speed, efficientcy and stealth were key. He left a message to his client that the deed is done and he awaits the final payment. The money would cover his expenses for a good while. He might be able to splurge a little and treat himself. But first, time to go home.

As he was making his way there, He was stopped by someone. They looked scared? perhaps they were being followed by creeps. He frowns. He didn’t need this right now.

Find the target. Steady. Aim. Fire.

He had gotten used and numb to this sort of thing by now. He remembers how much he was shaking after his first hit. How sick he got after he had gone home after all that had happened had sunken in. Even though he was nowhere near the target when he fell, he had stayed in the showers for what felt like hours. But now, he feels nothing. He doesn’t even bat an eye when the body drops. He doesn’t see them as people anymore. Only targets. It was the only way to adapt to this life.

He had expertly packed up his supplies and used his quirk to leave the area undetected. Speed, efficientcy and stealth were key. He left a message to his client that the deed is done and he awaits the final payment. The money would cover his expenses for a good while. He might be able to splurge a little and treat himself. But first, time to go home.

As he was making his way there, He was stopped by someone. They looked scared? perhaps they were being followed by creeps. He frowns. He didn’t need this right now.

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"Should we just make up names and a phone number and escape before they come back?... Or.. I could put my real name and my old phone number..." Wouldn't that be an odd way for Midoriya to learn Aku's real name.