Hello Mortals! I'm Color! Welcome to my blog! đ
She/They, Cis Woman
Gray Romantic, Lesbian, Asexual
Has a girlfriend named Sennin
Has a magic cat named Iris đą
Immortal being of color
Loves her weapons (They all have names)
Loves to talk to the fourth wall
Loves to draw furry art
5'3, thin, looks like she could be broken like a twig (Do not be deceived)
Has no visible facial features other then a mouth
Appears to be made of rainbow paint, her colors are constantly swirling and moving and often change to reflect her emotions
Fandomless, created for a D&D Campaign
Current Residence: The Hotel, Crossroad between Worlds (more information below)
Extremely violent, approach with caution Full of whimsy and fun!
( Art by @merrymoony & @canaryy15 )
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After dealing with a particularly annoying attorney, Kaz wanted nothing more than to go home and relax. When he heard the sound of sirens and people shouting, he nearly kept on walking. Unfortunately, whatever was happening caused a big enough commotion that a small crowd had formed and blocked his path.
Pushing his way to to the center, Police had been setting up a barricade around what looked to be a car accident. In the middle of the road a white SUV sat totaled, the entire front of it smashed in like it had driven straight into a brick wall. Strangely, there werenât any other vehicle or building around that appeared to be damaged. The drivers side door was open, where a person lay draped halfway out onto the pavement, obviously injured severely, yet no paramedics or officers would approach.
It doesnât take long to see why, thereâs about four or five bodies of different emergency responders sprawled out around the site. Standing on top of the car is another person, no doubt the one responsible for the whole mess. Probably some attention seeking, wannabe supervillain, Kaz scoffed internally. What a pain.
He glanced down at his hand, the golden lion ring sparkling in the sunlight. None of the cityâs typical heroes had shown up yet⌠why not give his new abilities a real-world trial? He manipulated the light around him, making himself invisible to everyone else, sneaking past the officers and their barricade, walking straight towards the figure on top of the car.
Open to everyone, even if weâve never interacted. I love new people!!!! As always ocs and canon characters welcome :))
Hopefully this is open enough for you to insert your character anywhere. I wrote this with some random generic NPC villain in mind but if you wanted your character to be the villain please go ahead it would be fun.
NPT: @variousvossivixens @merrymoony @winter-solstice-soldier @floralramblings (Ask to be added!)
The villain is a young woman, she looks like shes been drenched in paint that seems to be moving around. She holds a giant double sided battle axe that looks way too heavy for a person of her size. Her heads back as she laughs like a maniac at the carnage she's caused, not yet noticing Kazimir.
"See what you've made me do? Man what a spectacle! Now I've got even more people I gotta make into corpses!"
Kazimir cringes as he comes around behind her, sheâs no doubt completely off her rocker. He fires a beam of light into her back then creates a few ropes to pull the axe out of her hand.
As he attacks, the invisibility fades and Color can see a strangely familiar man in front of her. Only this man is lacking his 2 pairs of wings and the glowing scars sheâs used to. Heâs also a lot less flamboyant⌠it actually makes regular Kaz seem like a real fruit basket in retrospect.
She yelps in suprise at the attack, stumbling forward and barely managing to stay atop the car as her weapon is ripped away. "Hey!"
She turns to look at her attacker, having every intention of yelling at them, at least until she sees who it is. "Oh. Uh-" She laughs awkwardly, the fighting stance immediately relaxing to something more casual and almost shy. "Heyyyy... see- uh- funny story. They deserved it?"
He just stares at this crazy woman and motions to the body of a paramedic on the ground. âMost of them were just trying to help⌠as people would when a psycho decides to randomly attacks the public!â
Taking advantage of her sudden switch in demeanor, he pushes her to the ground and tries to pin her hands behind her back.
"If they didnt want to die they shouldn't have taken a picture of me without my permission! Its rude!" She frowns at the body. "Oh that one I just didnt like being interrupted. Also rude."
She yelps again as shes tackled. She whines before giggling. "Oh wait... thats not a disguise is it?" She stands back up, pushing him off with no effort. "Awww you're so cute!! Did you get some magic too? Thats awesome!" She stomps down harshly on his back then dashes to pick her axe back up. "Well let's get a look at you. What can you do, Dazzle?"
âYou canât just kill people for that- or for that either!â
He groans as she stomps on his back, channeling his energy to heal himself and staggers back to his feet. He has no idea what sheâs even saying, itâs probably just the ramblings of a psychotic woman anyways, so he ignores her. Instead he throws a few beams of light directly into her face.
She rolls to duck out of the way. "Ooh light beams! Very nice. Aim could use some work though. Hit me harder Kazimir! Is this amateur hour?" She giggles, darting toward him and kicking his legs to try and knock him down.
He growls, quickly growing frustrated. He puts up a wall of light in front of him, cutting through her leg as she kicks him, he stumbles backwards towards the edge of the car, jumping off before he falls.
âHow do you know my name?â It was possible she knew his name if she worked with law enforcement or followed court cases on the news, but that seemed highly unlikely. He vanishes again, only to reappear several feet away and make a laser beam to slice right through the car and Color.
She seems unfazed by the pain, even as a large amount of black blood spills from her leg. "Light wall! Very nice." She giggles as he appears near her, blocking the worst of the attack by using her giant axes blade as a shield, like she knew where he was aiming.
"Oh I know tons about you Kazzle Dazzle! I really would love to chat about it but you seem more interested in looking strong, yeah? Pretty par for the course though. Gonna be embarrassing when you lose~"
He snarls, but heâs not going to let her taunting actually get him. He doesnât need to kill her in order to win or be seen as a hero. Heâd already gotten way farther than anyone else whoâd tried to stop her anyways.
âWhatâs your deal? Killing somebody for taking your picture? Sure itâs creepy, but itâs not illegal. That sort of overreaction tells me you have some deep seated issues.â
"Oh yes, I'm a highly unstable individual. I'm well aware of my issues! But knowing em doesn't make me any less crazy!!" She giggles. "Really its your own fault for not being around to tell me to stop sooner. I wouldve considered listening if it was you... though, maybe not. You're not my dad or my boss."
âYouâre clearly a danger to society and need to be locked upâŚâ he mutters. âI donât know who you are, itâs not my job to stop you from doing obviously fucked up things.â he flashes her with a bright light and throws another beam at her while sheâs blinded. âBut it is my job to punish you for it.â
"Ugh" She groans in annoyance. "Its my job to punish you. You think you sound so cool, dont you?" The attack hurts, but in comparison to the attacks she faces normally even just sparring with his godly counterpart, its no worse then touching a hot dish. She lunges at him, actually putting in effort this time as she shoves his face into the ground, rests a knee on his back and her blade directly next to his neck. "And what did I say? We're chatting. That means no attacking."
He hisses in pain, letting out a short garbled cry, the taste of blood and dirt thick in his mouth. The world spins around him and black begins to soak into the edges of his vision. He focuses hard, healing his head as much as he can until things become clear again.
He grabs the blade of the axe, light pouring from his fingertips, the metal around them glowing bright red and liquifying under his touch.
âFine. If weâre going to talk then we talk. No weapons.â He murmurs, his voice muffled by the concrete heâs pressed into.
The air itself feels upset as she pulls whats left of her axe back and away from him. Her knees digs further into him before letting off as she stands up and backs off. "No! Oh Akeldama, I'm so sorry, look what he's done to you... its okay, I'll get you all fixed up, you'll be okay." Very clearly talking to the axe like its an injured child. She kisses the blade before putting it behind her where it just dissappears, like a character in a video game putting something in their inventory.
She stares at Kaz, stomping her foot like an upset child. "How dare you! Thats my favorite axe! I don't think I like this version of you very much." She crosses her arms, frowning. Her skin is a swirl of blues and reds and blacks. Hints of orange swirl around her face. "I'll talk but you owe me for hurting Akeldama."
Kaz pushes himself of the ground and dusts himself off. He watches her fawn and fret over the axe with furrowed brows. This woman was already giving him a headacheâŚ
âYou threaten me with a weapon and think Iâm not going to retaliate?â He rolls his eyes. âIf you care so much about it, keep it in a display instead of using it where itâs likely to be damaged.â He talks exactly how his counterpart does; every sentence is full of arrogance and entirely condescending.
"Not retaliate like that." She huffs, sounding every bit like a pissed off teenager. "A display?! Are you crazy? Never! I'd never leave any of my lovely weapons to fall into a state of disuse. Especially not Akeldama. Do you have any idea how many heads that thing has chopped off? Hundreds of thousands! Its a damn good axe!"
She leans against one of the cars in annoyance. "Whatever, you've never understood my weapons like I do. ...What exactly were we supposed to be talking about?"
The disgust on Kazâs face deepens, his lips curled back in a grimace. âYouâre insane.â He mutters under his breath. âI donât know, youâre the one who wanted to talk, so talk.â
He crosses his arms and taps his foot against the ground impatiently. âAnd stop acting like you know me, I think Iâd be aware if Iâd met a walking paint factory accident.â
She waves a hand dismissively. "You get used to it." She tilts her head. "Paint factory accident... huh. That might actually be a new one. Good job!" She grins. "You must really be new to this magic thing, you don't need to know me for me to know you." She starts twirling a paintbrush in her fingers. "But I didn't really want to talk, I'd just feel bad if I killed you accidentally."
âWhat the hell are you on about?â He growls. Had she been the one stalking him? âAre you behind the letter and the ring? And you couldnât kill me.â Classic Kaz believing he canât be killed.
"Letter? Ring? Oh no, don't know a thing about that, though you do have my interest piqued." Her skin swirls magenta.
"What am I on about... might be easier to just do introductions." She does a dramatic sweeping bow. "I am Color, The Force of Color. Though, most of you mortals like to refer to me as a goddess. Similar but widely different things." She moves closer to him, booping his nose. "And you! Are Kazimir, or as I'd prefer to call you, Mini Boss. Or Small Lapis, or Sacramento, or... well the nickname game goes on."
Goddess? This thing is a goddess? That would kind of explain how she knew his name but⌠He swats her hand away from his face. âNone of what youâre saying means anything to me. And if you donât know what Iâm talking about then I have no need to elaborate further.â He looks around at the crowd, still watching and waiting to see what happens. âYou still just killed a bunch of people. Itâs not really a great time for casual introductions. Iâm meant to stopping you and helping the injured.â
"Hmph. Thought you'd be more interested in a super powerful being with more magic knowledge then you who would be happy to help you with stuff, but I guess I misjudged." She pouts. "Hmm... I mean, usually, I like to finish the job, but... I guess I probably destroyed their phone enough to destroy the picture..." She tilts her head, thinking about it. "Guess I can let you heal them." She gestures to the injured person trying and failing to crawl away. "Show me what you've got."
âReally? What are you going to help me with? You donât know anything about what Iâm looking for anyways.â He scoffs and approaches the injured person, who panics even more and desperately tries to pull themself away.
âHey, itâs alright. Iâm going to help. Sheâs not going to hurt you anymore, okay?â He reassures them, slipping into his caring persona. The victim stops moving and relaxes slightly, allowing Kaz to place a hand on their back. Golden light wraps around them, closing all of their wounds and healing their broken bones. After a few seconds they hesitantly stand up, amazed by the recovery.
"Well I'm probably the best fighter you've ever met, and I know a lot about your powers. But sure, thats useless, of course." She crosses her arms, just watching him do the whole good guy routine.
While the people around them are distracted by the miracle of Kazimirs healing she adjusts her colors to something outside a normal person's range of sight. Of course, if this Kaz is anything like hers then he'll still be able to see her just fine.
Kaz ignores her comments, too focused on the masses of people who are running up to him to praise him and ask questions. He enjoys the attention of course, basking in the admiration.
When heâs finally had enough and the crowd begins to disperse, he looks around for Color, whoâs no where in sight. âSo much for talking I guessâŚâ he mumbles and just keeps walking. He doesnât care enough to go out of his way searching for her.
As Kaz moves on, so does she, falling into step beside him. Her movements are quiet and shes amused by the fact he seemingly can't see her, if not a little dissapointed. After a few minutes of walking she finally speaks up, hoping to at least startle him with her presence. "You know, theres so many colors that are outside of what humans consider to be the visible light spectrum."
âJesus,â he jumps slightly, head snapping in her direction. His eyes glow as he shifts the way Color herself appears, revealing her to him. âHere I was, hoping that you did leave after all.â
He starts shifting through different Colors, making her look like a strobe light. He chuckles slightly as he continues messing with her appearance. âHmm, this is fun.â
She giggles at the jump, amused. At least she was amused until he started messing with her. "Hey!! Stop that! That wasnt what I meant you bitch!" Shrinks away from him a bit. She really doesn't like being controlled. "Not fun, not fun at all."
"Titans, I forgot how much of an asshole you are when we're not friends..." She pouts, fixing her apperance to its normal rainbow. "And I'm not easy to manipulate, your powers are just closely related to my domain."
âOnce again, I donât know who you are. Weâre not friends, I have literally never met you before today.â Kaz stops walking and gives her a firm look.
He just stares at her. âSo youâre friends with a different universeâs version of me is what youâre saying. Which doesnât change my point Iâm not him.â If he really believes her is still debatable, but itâs honestly not the most outlandish thing heâs been told.
"Of course you're not him, but it does make me curious about you. And I know you dont need help, obviously, you're great, but I am used to sparing and fighting with my Kaz and he has light powers too so... might have some tips if you'd want them."
"Really?!" She grins, turning fully yellow. "Yay! This'll be awesome! Don't worry Mini Boss, I'm an excellent teacher! We just gotta find some place to spar, I can't just tell you stuff cause I forget easily. But in the heat of battle I'll know what to do!"
Heâs already regretting agreeing to this. âMini boss?â He asks raising an eyebrow. âReally we have to fight in order for you to help?â He sighs. âI suppose we can find a gym or something.â
She shrugs. "Yeah, I mean, my Kaz and I have a... complicated relationship. He's my coworker, but also like he bosses me around... and he's like a brother to me, but also like he acts like a dad... whatever. I call him Boss a lot and you're the weaker younger counterpart so Mini Boss." Said like this is all perfectly normal. She nods. "Yes! A gym would be perfect. Besides, the best way to learn is experience."
He doesnât really know how to respond to that, he can barely comprehend what kind of fucked up dynamic they have going on. âRightâŚâ Kaz looks for a gym that has private training space so they can spar.
"Thats most people's reaction too. Its tiring..." She groans. "Anyway, you find a place yet? I've got money! ...I think. Should have. I don't know the conversion rate. I get paid a lot."
After dealing with a particularly annoying attorney, Kaz wanted nothing more than to go home and relax. When he heard the sound of sirens and people shouting, he nearly kept on walking. Unfortunately, whatever was happening caused a big enough commotion that a small crowd had formed and blocked his path.
Pushing his way to to the center, Police had been setting up a barricade around what looked to be a car accident. In the middle of the road a white SUV sat totaled, the entire front of it smashed in like it had driven straight into a brick wall. Strangely, there werenât any other vehicle or building around that appeared to be damaged. The drivers side door was open, where a person lay draped halfway out onto the pavement, obviously injured severely, yet no paramedics or officers would approach.
It doesnât take long to see why, thereâs about four or five bodies of different emergency responders sprawled out around the site. Standing on top of the car is another person, no doubt the one responsible for the whole mess. Probably some attention seeking, wannabe supervillain, Kaz scoffed internally. What a pain.
He glanced down at his hand, the golden lion ring sparkling in the sunlight. None of the cityâs typical heroes had shown up yet⌠why not give his new abilities a real-world trial? He manipulated the light around him, making himself invisible to everyone else, sneaking past the officers and their barricade, walking straight towards the figure on top of the car.
Open to everyone, even if weâve never interacted. I love new people!!!! As always ocs and canon characters welcome :))
Hopefully this is open enough for you to insert your character anywhere. I wrote this with some random generic NPC villain in mind but if you wanted your character to be the villain please go ahead it would be fun.
NPT: @variousvossivixens @merrymoony @winter-solstice-soldier @floralramblings (Ask to be added!)
The villain is a young woman, she looks like shes been drenched in paint that seems to be moving around. She holds a giant double sided battle axe that looks way too heavy for a person of her size. Her heads back as she laughs like a maniac at the carnage she's caused, not yet noticing Kazimir.
"See what you've made me do? Man what a spectacle! Now I've got even more people I gotta make into corpses!"
Kazimir cringes as he comes around behind her, sheâs no doubt completely off her rocker. He fires a beam of light into her back then creates a few ropes to pull the axe out of her hand.
As he attacks, the invisibility fades and Color can see a strangely familiar man in front of her. Only this man is lacking his 2 pairs of wings and the glowing scars sheâs used to. Heâs also a lot less flamboyant⌠it actually makes regular Kaz seem like a real fruit basket in retrospect.
She yelps in suprise at the attack, stumbling forward and barely managing to stay atop the car as her weapon is ripped away. "Hey!"
She turns to look at her attacker, having every intention of yelling at them, at least until she sees who it is. "Oh. Uh-" She laughs awkwardly, the fighting stance immediately relaxing to something more casual and almost shy. "Heyyyy... see- uh- funny story. They deserved it?"
He just stares at this crazy woman and motions to the body of a paramedic on the ground. âMost of them were just trying to help⌠as people would when a psycho decides to randomly attacks the public!â
Taking advantage of her sudden switch in demeanor, he pushes her to the ground and tries to pin her hands behind her back.
"If they didnt want to die they shouldn't have taken a picture of me without my permission! Its rude!" She frowns at the body. "Oh that one I just didnt like being interrupted. Also rude."
She yelps again as shes tackled. She whines before giggling. "Oh wait... thats not a disguise is it?" She stands back up, pushing him off with no effort. "Awww you're so cute!! Did you get some magic too? Thats awesome!" She stomps down harshly on his back then dashes to pick her axe back up. "Well let's get a look at you. What can you do, Dazzle?"
âYou canât just kill people for that- or for that either!â
He groans as she stomps on his back, channeling his energy to heal himself and staggers back to his feet. He has no idea what sheâs even saying, itâs probably just the ramblings of a psychotic woman anyways, so he ignores her. Instead he throws a few beams of light directly into her face.
She rolls to duck out of the way. "Ooh light beams! Very nice. Aim could use some work though. Hit me harder Kazimir! Is this amateur hour?" She giggles, darting toward him and kicking his legs to try and knock him down.
He growls, quickly growing frustrated. He puts up a wall of light in front of him, cutting through her leg as she kicks him, he stumbles backwards towards the edge of the car, jumping off before he falls.
âHow do you know my name?â It was possible she knew his name if she worked with law enforcement or followed court cases on the news, but that seemed highly unlikely. He vanishes again, only to reappear several feet away and make a laser beam to slice right through the car and Color.
She seems unfazed by the pain, even as a large amount of black blood spills from her leg. "Light wall! Very nice." She giggles as he appears near her, blocking the worst of the attack by using her giant axes blade as a shield, like she knew where he was aiming.
"Oh I know tons about you Kazzle Dazzle! I really would love to chat about it but you seem more interested in looking strong, yeah? Pretty par for the course though. Gonna be embarrassing when you lose~"
He snarls, but heâs not going to let her taunting actually get him. He doesnât need to kill her in order to win or be seen as a hero. Heâd already gotten way farther than anyone else whoâd tried to stop her anyways.
âWhatâs your deal? Killing somebody for taking your picture? Sure itâs creepy, but itâs not illegal. That sort of overreaction tells me you have some deep seated issues.â
"Oh yes, I'm a highly unstable individual. I'm well aware of my issues! But knowing em doesn't make me any less crazy!!" She giggles. "Really its your own fault for not being around to tell me to stop sooner. I wouldve considered listening if it was you... though, maybe not. You're not my dad or my boss."
âYouâre clearly a danger to society and need to be locked upâŚâ he mutters. âI donât know who you are, itâs not my job to stop you from doing obviously fucked up things.â he flashes her with a bright light and throws another beam at her while sheâs blinded. âBut it is my job to punish you for it.â
"Ugh" She groans in annoyance. "Its my job to punish you. You think you sound so cool, dont you?" The attack hurts, but in comparison to the attacks she faces normally even just sparring with his godly counterpart, its no worse then touching a hot dish. She lunges at him, actually putting in effort this time as she shoves his face into the ground, rests a knee on his back and her blade directly next to his neck. "And what did I say? We're chatting. That means no attacking."
He hisses in pain, letting out a short garbled cry, the taste of blood and dirt thick in his mouth. The world spins around him and black begins to soak into the edges of his vision. He focuses hard, healing his head as much as he can until things become clear again.
He grabs the blade of the axe, light pouring from his fingertips, the metal around them glowing bright red and liquifying under his touch.
âFine. If weâre going to talk then we talk. No weapons.â He murmurs, his voice muffled by the concrete heâs pressed into.
The air itself feels upset as she pulls whats left of her axe back and away from him. Her knees digs further into him before letting off as she stands up and backs off. "No! Oh Akeldama, I'm so sorry, look what he's done to you... its okay, I'll get you all fixed up, you'll be okay." Very clearly talking to the axe like its an injured child. She kisses the blade before putting it behind her where it just dissappears, like a character in a video game putting something in their inventory.
She stares at Kaz, stomping her foot like an upset child. "How dare you! Thats my favorite axe! I don't think I like this version of you very much." She crosses her arms, frowning. Her skin is a swirl of blues and reds and blacks. Hints of orange swirl around her face. "I'll talk but you owe me for hurting Akeldama."
Kaz pushes himself of the ground and dusts himself off. He watches her fawn and fret over the axe with furrowed brows. This woman was already giving him a headacheâŚ
âYou threaten me with a weapon and think Iâm not going to retaliate?â He rolls his eyes. âIf you care so much about it, keep it in a display instead of using it where itâs likely to be damaged.â He talks exactly how his counterpart does; every sentence is full of arrogance and entirely condescending.
"Not retaliate like that." She huffs, sounding every bit like a pissed off teenager. "A display?! Are you crazy? Never! I'd never leave any of my lovely weapons to fall into a state of disuse. Especially not Akeldama. Do you have any idea how many heads that thing has chopped off? Hundreds of thousands! Its a damn good axe!"
She leans against one of the cars in annoyance. "Whatever, you've never understood my weapons like I do. ...What exactly were we supposed to be talking about?"
The disgust on Kazâs face deepens, his lips curled back in a grimace. âYouâre insane.â He mutters under his breath. âI donât know, youâre the one who wanted to talk, so talk.â
He crosses his arms and taps his foot against the ground impatiently. âAnd stop acting like you know me, I think Iâd be aware if Iâd met a walking paint factory accident.â
She waves a hand dismissively. "You get used to it." She tilts her head. "Paint factory accident... huh. That might actually be a new one. Good job!" She grins. "You must really be new to this magic thing, you don't need to know me for me to know you." She starts twirling a paintbrush in her fingers. "But I didn't really want to talk, I'd just feel bad if I killed you accidentally."
âWhat the hell are you on about?â He growls. Had she been the one stalking him? âAre you behind the letter and the ring? And you couldnât kill me.â Classic Kaz believing he canât be killed.
"Letter? Ring? Oh no, don't know a thing about that, though you do have my interest piqued." Her skin swirls magenta.
"What am I on about... might be easier to just do introductions." She does a dramatic sweeping bow. "I am Color, The Force of Color. Though, most of you mortals like to refer to me as a goddess. Similar but widely different things." She moves closer to him, booping his nose. "And you! Are Kazimir, or as I'd prefer to call you, Mini Boss. Or Small Lapis, or Sacramento, or... well the nickname game goes on."
Goddess? This thing is a goddess? That would kind of explain how she knew his name but⌠He swats her hand away from his face. âNone of what youâre saying means anything to me. And if you donât know what Iâm talking about then I have no need to elaborate further.â He looks around at the crowd, still watching and waiting to see what happens. âYou still just killed a bunch of people. Itâs not really a great time for casual introductions. Iâm meant to stopping you and helping the injured.â
"Hmph. Thought you'd be more interested in a super powerful being with more magic knowledge then you who would be happy to help you with stuff, but I guess I misjudged." She pouts. "Hmm... I mean, usually, I like to finish the job, but... I guess I probably destroyed their phone enough to destroy the picture..." She tilts her head, thinking about it. "Guess I can let you heal them." She gestures to the injured person trying and failing to crawl away. "Show me what you've got."
âReally? What are you going to help me with? You donât know anything about what Iâm looking for anyways.â He scoffs and approaches the injured person, who panics even more and desperately tries to pull themself away.
âHey, itâs alright. Iâm going to help. Sheâs not going to hurt you anymore, okay?â He reassures them, slipping into his caring persona. The victim stops moving and relaxes slightly, allowing Kaz to place a hand on their back. Golden light wraps around them, closing all of their wounds and healing their broken bones. After a few seconds they hesitantly stand up, amazed by the recovery.
"Well I'm probably the best fighter you've ever met, and I know a lot about your powers. But sure, thats useless, of course." She crosses her arms, just watching him do the whole good guy routine.
While the people around them are distracted by the miracle of Kazimirs healing she adjusts her colors to something outside a normal person's range of sight. Of course, if this Kaz is anything like hers then he'll still be able to see her just fine.
Kaz ignores her comments, too focused on the masses of people who are running up to him to praise him and ask questions. He enjoys the attention of course, basking in the admiration.
When heâs finally had enough and the crowd begins to disperse, he looks around for Color, whoâs no where in sight. âSo much for talking I guessâŚâ he mumbles and just keeps walking. He doesnât care enough to go out of his way searching for her.
As Kaz moves on, so does she, falling into step beside him. Her movements are quiet and shes amused by the fact he seemingly can't see her, if not a little dissapointed. After a few minutes of walking she finally speaks up, hoping to at least startle him with her presence. "You know, theres so many colors that are outside of what humans consider to be the visible light spectrum."
âJesus,â he jumps slightly, head snapping in her direction. His eyes glow as he shifts the way Color herself appears, revealing her to him. âHere I was, hoping that you did leave after all.â
He starts shifting through different Colors, making her look like a strobe light. He chuckles slightly as he continues messing with her appearance. âHmm, this is fun.â
She giggles at the jump, amused. At least she was amused until he started messing with her. "Hey!! Stop that! That wasnt what I meant you bitch!" Shrinks away from him a bit. She really doesn't like being controlled. "Not fun, not fun at all."
"Titans, I forgot how much of an asshole you are when we're not friends..." She pouts, fixing her apperance to its normal rainbow. "And I'm not easy to manipulate, your powers are just closely related to my domain."
âOnce again, I donât know who you are. Weâre not friends, I have literally never met you before today.â Kaz stops walking and gives her a firm look.
He just stares at her. âSo youâre friends with a different universeâs version of me is what youâre saying. Which doesnât change my point Iâm not him.â If he really believes her is still debatable, but itâs honestly not the most outlandish thing heâs been told.
"Of course you're not him, but it does make me curious about you. And I know you dont need help, obviously, you're great, but I am used to sparing and fighting with my Kaz and he has light powers too so... might have some tips if you'd want them."
"Really?!" She grins, turning fully yellow. "Yay! This'll be awesome! Don't worry Mini Boss, I'm an excellent teacher! We just gotta find some place to spar, I can't just tell you stuff cause I forget easily. But in the heat of battle I'll know what to do!"
After dealing with a particularly annoying attorney, Kaz wanted nothing more than to go home and relax. When he heard the sound of sirens and people shouting, he nearly kept on walking. Unfortunately, whatever was happening caused a big enough commotion that a small crowd had formed and blocked his path.
Pushing his way to to the center, Police had been setting up a barricade around what looked to be a car accident. In the middle of the road a white SUV sat totaled, the entire front of it smashed in like it had driven straight into a brick wall. Strangely, there werenât any other vehicle or building around that appeared to be damaged. The drivers side door was open, where a person lay draped halfway out onto the pavement, obviously injured severely, yet no paramedics or officers would approach.
It doesnât take long to see why, thereâs about four or five bodies of different emergency responders sprawled out around the site. Standing on top of the car is another person, no doubt the one responsible for the whole mess. Probably some attention seeking, wannabe supervillain, Kaz scoffed internally. What a pain.
He glanced down at his hand, the golden lion ring sparkling in the sunlight. None of the cityâs typical heroes had shown up yet⌠why not give his new abilities a real-world trial? He manipulated the light around him, making himself invisible to everyone else, sneaking past the officers and their barricade, walking straight towards the figure on top of the car.
Open to everyone, even if weâve never interacted. I love new people!!!! As always ocs and canon characters welcome :))
Hopefully this is open enough for you to insert your character anywhere. I wrote this with some random generic NPC villain in mind but if you wanted your character to be the villain please go ahead it would be fun.
NPT: @variousvossivixens @merrymoony @winter-solstice-soldier @floralramblings (Ask to be added!)
The villain is a young woman, she looks like shes been drenched in paint that seems to be moving around. She holds a giant double sided battle axe that looks way too heavy for a person of her size. Her heads back as she laughs like a maniac at the carnage she's caused, not yet noticing Kazimir.
"See what you've made me do? Man what a spectacle! Now I've got even more people I gotta make into corpses!"
Kazimir cringes as he comes around behind her, sheâs no doubt completely off her rocker. He fires a beam of light into her back then creates a few ropes to pull the axe out of her hand.
As he attacks, the invisibility fades and Color can see a strangely familiar man in front of her. Only this man is lacking his 2 pairs of wings and the glowing scars sheâs used to. Heâs also a lot less flamboyant⌠it actually makes regular Kaz seem like a real fruit basket in retrospect.
She yelps in suprise at the attack, stumbling forward and barely managing to stay atop the car as her weapon is ripped away. "Hey!"
She turns to look at her attacker, having every intention of yelling at them, at least until she sees who it is. "Oh. Uh-" She laughs awkwardly, the fighting stance immediately relaxing to something more casual and almost shy. "Heyyyy... see- uh- funny story. They deserved it?"
He just stares at this crazy woman and motions to the body of a paramedic on the ground. âMost of them were just trying to help⌠as people would when a psycho decides to randomly attacks the public!â
Taking advantage of her sudden switch in demeanor, he pushes her to the ground and tries to pin her hands behind her back.
"If they didnt want to die they shouldn't have taken a picture of me without my permission! Its rude!" She frowns at the body. "Oh that one I just didnt like being interrupted. Also rude."
She yelps again as shes tackled. She whines before giggling. "Oh wait... thats not a disguise is it?" She stands back up, pushing him off with no effort. "Awww you're so cute!! Did you get some magic too? Thats awesome!" She stomps down harshly on his back then dashes to pick her axe back up. "Well let's get a look at you. What can you do, Dazzle?"
âYou canât just kill people for that- or for that either!â
He groans as she stomps on his back, channeling his energy to heal himself and staggers back to his feet. He has no idea what sheâs even saying, itâs probably just the ramblings of a psychotic woman anyways, so he ignores her. Instead he throws a few beams of light directly into her face.
She rolls to duck out of the way. "Ooh light beams! Very nice. Aim could use some work though. Hit me harder Kazimir! Is this amateur hour?" She giggles, darting toward him and kicking his legs to try and knock him down.
He growls, quickly growing frustrated. He puts up a wall of light in front of him, cutting through her leg as she kicks him, he stumbles backwards towards the edge of the car, jumping off before he falls.
âHow do you know my name?â It was possible she knew his name if she worked with law enforcement or followed court cases on the news, but that seemed highly unlikely. He vanishes again, only to reappear several feet away and make a laser beam to slice right through the car and Color.
She seems unfazed by the pain, even as a large amount of black blood spills from her leg. "Light wall! Very nice." She giggles as he appears near her, blocking the worst of the attack by using her giant axes blade as a shield, like she knew where he was aiming.
"Oh I know tons about you Kazzle Dazzle! I really would love to chat about it but you seem more interested in looking strong, yeah? Pretty par for the course though. Gonna be embarrassing when you lose~"
He snarls, but heâs not going to let her taunting actually get him. He doesnât need to kill her in order to win or be seen as a hero. Heâd already gotten way farther than anyone else whoâd tried to stop her anyways.
âWhatâs your deal? Killing somebody for taking your picture? Sure itâs creepy, but itâs not illegal. That sort of overreaction tells me you have some deep seated issues.â
"Oh yes, I'm a highly unstable individual. I'm well aware of my issues! But knowing em doesn't make me any less crazy!!" She giggles. "Really its your own fault for not being around to tell me to stop sooner. I wouldve considered listening if it was you... though, maybe not. You're not my dad or my boss."
âYouâre clearly a danger to society and need to be locked upâŚâ he mutters. âI donât know who you are, itâs not my job to stop you from doing obviously fucked up things.â he flashes her with a bright light and throws another beam at her while sheâs blinded. âBut it is my job to punish you for it.â
"Ugh" She groans in annoyance. "Its my job to punish you. You think you sound so cool, dont you?" The attack hurts, but in comparison to the attacks she faces normally even just sparring with his godly counterpart, its no worse then touching a hot dish. She lunges at him, actually putting in effort this time as she shoves his face into the ground, rests a knee on his back and her blade directly next to his neck. "And what did I say? We're chatting. That means no attacking."
He hisses in pain, letting out a short garbled cry, the taste of blood and dirt thick in his mouth. The world spins around him and black begins to soak into the edges of his vision. He focuses hard, healing his head as much as he can until things become clear again.
He grabs the blade of the axe, light pouring from his fingertips, the metal around them glowing bright red and liquifying under his touch.
âFine. If weâre going to talk then we talk. No weapons.â He murmurs, his voice muffled by the concrete heâs pressed into.
The air itself feels upset as she pulls whats left of her axe back and away from him. Her knees digs further into him before letting off as she stands up and backs off. "No! Oh Akeldama, I'm so sorry, look what he's done to you... its okay, I'll get you all fixed up, you'll be okay." Very clearly talking to the axe like its an injured child. She kisses the blade before putting it behind her where it just dissappears, like a character in a video game putting something in their inventory.
She stares at Kaz, stomping her foot like an upset child. "How dare you! Thats my favorite axe! I don't think I like this version of you very much." She crosses her arms, frowning. Her skin is a swirl of blues and reds and blacks. Hints of orange swirl around her face. "I'll talk but you owe me for hurting Akeldama."
Kaz pushes himself of the ground and dusts himself off. He watches her fawn and fret over the axe with furrowed brows. This woman was already giving him a headacheâŚ
âYou threaten me with a weapon and think Iâm not going to retaliate?â He rolls his eyes. âIf you care so much about it, keep it in a display instead of using it where itâs likely to be damaged.â He talks exactly how his counterpart does; every sentence is full of arrogance and entirely condescending.
"Not retaliate like that." She huffs, sounding every bit like a pissed off teenager. "A display?! Are you crazy? Never! I'd never leave any of my lovely weapons to fall into a state of disuse. Especially not Akeldama. Do you have any idea how many heads that thing has chopped off? Hundreds of thousands! Its a damn good axe!"
She leans against one of the cars in annoyance. "Whatever, you've never understood my weapons like I do. ...What exactly were we supposed to be talking about?"
The disgust on Kazâs face deepens, his lips curled back in a grimace. âYouâre insane.â He mutters under his breath. âI donât know, youâre the one who wanted to talk, so talk.â
He crosses his arms and taps his foot against the ground impatiently. âAnd stop acting like you know me, I think Iâd be aware if Iâd met a walking paint factory accident.â
She waves a hand dismissively. "You get used to it." She tilts her head. "Paint factory accident... huh. That might actually be a new one. Good job!" She grins. "You must really be new to this magic thing, you don't need to know me for me to know you." She starts twirling a paintbrush in her fingers. "But I didn't really want to talk, I'd just feel bad if I killed you accidentally."
âWhat the hell are you on about?â He growls. Had she been the one stalking him? âAre you behind the letter and the ring? And you couldnât kill me.â Classic Kaz believing he canât be killed.
"Letter? Ring? Oh no, don't know a thing about that, though you do have my interest piqued." Her skin swirls magenta.
"What am I on about... might be easier to just do introductions." She does a dramatic sweeping bow. "I am Color, The Force of Color. Though, most of you mortals like to refer to me as a goddess. Similar but widely different things." She moves closer to him, booping his nose. "And you! Are Kazimir, or as I'd prefer to call you, Mini Boss. Or Small Lapis, or Sacramento, or... well the nickname game goes on."
Goddess? This thing is a goddess? That would kind of explain how she knew his name but⌠He swats her hand away from his face. âNone of what youâre saying means anything to me. And if you donât know what Iâm talking about then I have no need to elaborate further.â He looks around at the crowd, still watching and waiting to see what happens. âYou still just killed a bunch of people. Itâs not really a great time for casual introductions. Iâm meant to stopping you and helping the injured.â
"Hmph. Thought you'd be more interested in a super powerful being with more magic knowledge then you who would be happy to help you with stuff, but I guess I misjudged." She pouts. "Hmm... I mean, usually, I like to finish the job, but... I guess I probably destroyed their phone enough to destroy the picture..." She tilts her head, thinking about it. "Guess I can let you heal them." She gestures to the injured person trying and failing to crawl away. "Show me what you've got."
âReally? What are you going to help me with? You donât know anything about what Iâm looking for anyways.â He scoffs and approaches the injured person, who panics even more and desperately tries to pull themself away.
âHey, itâs alright. Iâm going to help. Sheâs not going to hurt you anymore, okay?â He reassures them, slipping into his caring persona. The victim stops moving and relaxes slightly, allowing Kaz to place a hand on their back. Golden light wraps around them, closing all of their wounds and healing their broken bones. After a few seconds they hesitantly stand up, amazed by the recovery.
"Well I'm probably the best fighter you've ever met, and I know a lot about your powers. But sure, thats useless, of course." She crosses her arms, just watching him do the whole good guy routine.
While the people around them are distracted by the miracle of Kazimirs healing she adjusts her colors to something outside a normal person's range of sight. Of course, if this Kaz is anything like hers then he'll still be able to see her just fine.
Kaz ignores her comments, too focused on the masses of people who are running up to him to praise him and ask questions. He enjoys the attention of course, basking in the admiration.
When heâs finally had enough and the crowd begins to disperse, he looks around for Color, whoâs no where in sight. âSo much for talking I guessâŚâ he mumbles and just keeps walking. He doesnât care enough to go out of his way searching for her.
As Kaz moves on, so does she, falling into step beside him. Her movements are quiet and shes amused by the fact he seemingly can't see her, if not a little dissapointed. After a few minutes of walking she finally speaks up, hoping to at least startle him with her presence. "You know, theres so many colors that are outside of what humans consider to be the visible light spectrum."
âJesus,â he jumps slightly, head snapping in her direction. His eyes glow as he shifts the way Color herself appears, revealing her to him. âHere I was, hoping that you did leave after all.â
He starts shifting through different Colors, making her look like a strobe light. He chuckles slightly as he continues messing with her appearance. âHmm, this is fun.â
She giggles at the jump, amused. At least she was amused until he started messing with her. "Hey!! Stop that! That wasnt what I meant you bitch!" Shrinks away from him a bit. She really doesn't like being controlled. "Not fun, not fun at all."
"Titans, I forgot how much of an asshole you are when we're not friends..." She pouts, fixing her apperance to its normal rainbow. "And I'm not easy to manipulate, your powers are just closely related to my domain."
âOnce again, I donât know who you are. Weâre not friends, I have literally never met you before today.â Kaz stops walking and gives her a firm look.
He just stares at her. âSo youâre friends with a different universeâs version of me is what youâre saying. Which doesnât change my point Iâm not him.â If he really believes her is still debatable, but itâs honestly not the most outlandish thing heâs been told.
"Of course you're not him, but it does make me curious about you. And I know you dont need help, obviously, you're great, but I am used to sparing and fighting with my Kaz and he has light powers too so... might have some tips if you'd want them."
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After dealing with a particularly annoying attorney, Kaz wanted nothing more than to go home and relax. When he heard the sound of sirens and people shouting, he nearly kept on walking. Unfortunately, whatever was happening caused a big enough commotion that a small crowd had formed and blocked his path.
Pushing his way to to the center, Police had been setting up a barricade around what looked to be a car accident. In the middle of the road a white SUV sat totaled, the entire front of it smashed in like it had driven straight into a brick wall. Strangely, there werenât any other vehicle or building around that appeared to be damaged. The drivers side door was open, where a person lay draped halfway out onto the pavement, obviously injured severely, yet no paramedics or officers would approach.
It doesnât take long to see why, thereâs about four or five bodies of different emergency responders sprawled out around the site. Standing on top of the car is another person, no doubt the one responsible for the whole mess. Probably some attention seeking, wannabe supervillain, Kaz scoffed internally. What a pain.
He glanced down at his hand, the golden lion ring sparkling in the sunlight. None of the cityâs typical heroes had shown up yet⌠why not give his new abilities a real-world trial? He manipulated the light around him, making himself invisible to everyone else, sneaking past the officers and their barricade, walking straight towards the figure on top of the car.
Open to everyone, even if weâve never interacted. I love new people!!!! As always ocs and canon characters welcome :))
Hopefully this is open enough for you to insert your character anywhere. I wrote this with some random generic NPC villain in mind but if you wanted your character to be the villain please go ahead it would be fun.
NPT: @variousvossivixens @merrymoony @winter-solstice-soldier @floralramblings (Ask to be added!)
The villain is a young woman, she looks like shes been drenched in paint that seems to be moving around. She holds a giant double sided battle axe that looks way too heavy for a person of her size. Her heads back as she laughs like a maniac at the carnage she's caused, not yet noticing Kazimir.
"See what you've made me do? Man what a spectacle! Now I've got even more people I gotta make into corpses!"
Kazimir cringes as he comes around behind her, sheâs no doubt completely off her rocker. He fires a beam of light into her back then creates a few ropes to pull the axe out of her hand.
As he attacks, the invisibility fades and Color can see a strangely familiar man in front of her. Only this man is lacking his 2 pairs of wings and the glowing scars sheâs used to. Heâs also a lot less flamboyant⌠it actually makes regular Kaz seem like a real fruit basket in retrospect.
She yelps in suprise at the attack, stumbling forward and barely managing to stay atop the car as her weapon is ripped away. "Hey!"
She turns to look at her attacker, having every intention of yelling at them, at least until she sees who it is. "Oh. Uh-" She laughs awkwardly, the fighting stance immediately relaxing to something more casual and almost shy. "Heyyyy... see- uh- funny story. They deserved it?"
He just stares at this crazy woman and motions to the body of a paramedic on the ground. âMost of them were just trying to help⌠as people would when a psycho decides to randomly attacks the public!â
Taking advantage of her sudden switch in demeanor, he pushes her to the ground and tries to pin her hands behind her back.
"If they didnt want to die they shouldn't have taken a picture of me without my permission! Its rude!" She frowns at the body. "Oh that one I just didnt like being interrupted. Also rude."
She yelps again as shes tackled. She whines before giggling. "Oh wait... thats not a disguise is it?" She stands back up, pushing him off with no effort. "Awww you're so cute!! Did you get some magic too? Thats awesome!" She stomps down harshly on his back then dashes to pick her axe back up. "Well let's get a look at you. What can you do, Dazzle?"
âYou canât just kill people for that- or for that either!â
He groans as she stomps on his back, channeling his energy to heal himself and staggers back to his feet. He has no idea what sheâs even saying, itâs probably just the ramblings of a psychotic woman anyways, so he ignores her. Instead he throws a few beams of light directly into her face.
She rolls to duck out of the way. "Ooh light beams! Very nice. Aim could use some work though. Hit me harder Kazimir! Is this amateur hour?" She giggles, darting toward him and kicking his legs to try and knock him down.
He growls, quickly growing frustrated. He puts up a wall of light in front of him, cutting through her leg as she kicks him, he stumbles backwards towards the edge of the car, jumping off before he falls.
âHow do you know my name?â It was possible she knew his name if she worked with law enforcement or followed court cases on the news, but that seemed highly unlikely. He vanishes again, only to reappear several feet away and make a laser beam to slice right through the car and Color.
She seems unfazed by the pain, even as a large amount of black blood spills from her leg. "Light wall! Very nice." She giggles as he appears near her, blocking the worst of the attack by using her giant axes blade as a shield, like she knew where he was aiming.
"Oh I know tons about you Kazzle Dazzle! I really would love to chat about it but you seem more interested in looking strong, yeah? Pretty par for the course though. Gonna be embarrassing when you lose~"
He snarls, but heâs not going to let her taunting actually get him. He doesnât need to kill her in order to win or be seen as a hero. Heâd already gotten way farther than anyone else whoâd tried to stop her anyways.
âWhatâs your deal? Killing somebody for taking your picture? Sure itâs creepy, but itâs not illegal. That sort of overreaction tells me you have some deep seated issues.â
"Oh yes, I'm a highly unstable individual. I'm well aware of my issues! But knowing em doesn't make me any less crazy!!" She giggles. "Really its your own fault for not being around to tell me to stop sooner. I wouldve considered listening if it was you... though, maybe not. You're not my dad or my boss."
âYouâre clearly a danger to society and need to be locked upâŚâ he mutters. âI donât know who you are, itâs not my job to stop you from doing obviously fucked up things.â he flashes her with a bright light and throws another beam at her while sheâs blinded. âBut it is my job to punish you for it.â
"Ugh" She groans in annoyance. "Its my job to punish you. You think you sound so cool, dont you?" The attack hurts, but in comparison to the attacks she faces normally even just sparring with his godly counterpart, its no worse then touching a hot dish. She lunges at him, actually putting in effort this time as she shoves his face into the ground, rests a knee on his back and her blade directly next to his neck. "And what did I say? We're chatting. That means no attacking."
He hisses in pain, letting out a short garbled cry, the taste of blood and dirt thick in his mouth. The world spins around him and black begins to soak into the edges of his vision. He focuses hard, healing his head as much as he can until things become clear again.
He grabs the blade of the axe, light pouring from his fingertips, the metal around them glowing bright red and liquifying under his touch.
âFine. If weâre going to talk then we talk. No weapons.â He murmurs, his voice muffled by the concrete heâs pressed into.
The air itself feels upset as she pulls whats left of her axe back and away from him. Her knees digs further into him before letting off as she stands up and backs off. "No! Oh Akeldama, I'm so sorry, look what he's done to you... its okay, I'll get you all fixed up, you'll be okay." Very clearly talking to the axe like its an injured child. She kisses the blade before putting it behind her where it just dissappears, like a character in a video game putting something in their inventory.
She stares at Kaz, stomping her foot like an upset child. "How dare you! Thats my favorite axe! I don't think I like this version of you very much." She crosses her arms, frowning. Her skin is a swirl of blues and reds and blacks. Hints of orange swirl around her face. "I'll talk but you owe me for hurting Akeldama."
Kaz pushes himself of the ground and dusts himself off. He watches her fawn and fret over the axe with furrowed brows. This woman was already giving him a headacheâŚ
âYou threaten me with a weapon and think Iâm not going to retaliate?â He rolls his eyes. âIf you care so much about it, keep it in a display instead of using it where itâs likely to be damaged.â He talks exactly how his counterpart does; every sentence is full of arrogance and entirely condescending.
"Not retaliate like that." She huffs, sounding every bit like a pissed off teenager. "A display?! Are you crazy? Never! I'd never leave any of my lovely weapons to fall into a state of disuse. Especially not Akeldama. Do you have any idea how many heads that thing has chopped off? Hundreds of thousands! Its a damn good axe!"
She leans against one of the cars in annoyance. "Whatever, you've never understood my weapons like I do. ...What exactly were we supposed to be talking about?"
The disgust on Kazâs face deepens, his lips curled back in a grimace. âYouâre insane.â He mutters under his breath. âI donât know, youâre the one who wanted to talk, so talk.â
He crosses his arms and taps his foot against the ground impatiently. âAnd stop acting like you know me, I think Iâd be aware if Iâd met a walking paint factory accident.â
She waves a hand dismissively. "You get used to it." She tilts her head. "Paint factory accident... huh. That might actually be a new one. Good job!" She grins. "You must really be new to this magic thing, you don't need to know me for me to know you." She starts twirling a paintbrush in her fingers. "But I didn't really want to talk, I'd just feel bad if I killed you accidentally."
âWhat the hell are you on about?â He growls. Had she been the one stalking him? âAre you behind the letter and the ring? And you couldnât kill me.â Classic Kaz believing he canât be killed.
"Letter? Ring? Oh no, don't know a thing about that, though you do have my interest piqued." Her skin swirls magenta.
"What am I on about... might be easier to just do introductions." She does a dramatic sweeping bow. "I am Color, The Force of Color. Though, most of you mortals like to refer to me as a goddess. Similar but widely different things." She moves closer to him, booping his nose. "And you! Are Kazimir, or as I'd prefer to call you, Mini Boss. Or Small Lapis, or Sacramento, or... well the nickname game goes on."
Goddess? This thing is a goddess? That would kind of explain how she knew his name but⌠He swats her hand away from his face. âNone of what youâre saying means anything to me. And if you donât know what Iâm talking about then I have no need to elaborate further.â He looks around at the crowd, still watching and waiting to see what happens. âYou still just killed a bunch of people. Itâs not really a great time for casual introductions. Iâm meant to stopping you and helping the injured.â
"Hmph. Thought you'd be more interested in a super powerful being with more magic knowledge then you who would be happy to help you with stuff, but I guess I misjudged." She pouts. "Hmm... I mean, usually, I like to finish the job, but... I guess I probably destroyed their phone enough to destroy the picture..." She tilts her head, thinking about it. "Guess I can let you heal them." She gestures to the injured person trying and failing to crawl away. "Show me what you've got."
âReally? What are you going to help me with? You donât know anything about what Iâm looking for anyways.â He scoffs and approaches the injured person, who panics even more and desperately tries to pull themself away.
âHey, itâs alright. Iâm going to help. Sheâs not going to hurt you anymore, okay?â He reassures them, slipping into his caring persona. The victim stops moving and relaxes slightly, allowing Kaz to place a hand on their back. Golden light wraps around them, closing all of their wounds and healing their broken bones. After a few seconds they hesitantly stand up, amazed by the recovery.
"Well I'm probably the best fighter you've ever met, and I know a lot about your powers. But sure, thats useless, of course." She crosses her arms, just watching him do the whole good guy routine.
While the people around them are distracted by the miracle of Kazimirs healing she adjusts her colors to something outside a normal person's range of sight. Of course, if this Kaz is anything like hers then he'll still be able to see her just fine.
Kaz ignores her comments, too focused on the masses of people who are running up to him to praise him and ask questions. He enjoys the attention of course, basking in the admiration.
When heâs finally had enough and the crowd begins to disperse, he looks around for Color, whoâs no where in sight. âSo much for talking I guessâŚâ he mumbles and just keeps walking. He doesnât care enough to go out of his way searching for her.
As Kaz moves on, so does she, falling into step beside him. Her movements are quiet and shes amused by the fact he seemingly can't see her, if not a little dissapointed. After a few minutes of walking she finally speaks up, hoping to at least startle him with her presence. "You know, theres so many colors that are outside of what humans consider to be the visible light spectrum."
âJesus,â he jumps slightly, head snapping in her direction. His eyes glow as he shifts the way Color herself appears, revealing her to him. âHere I was, hoping that you did leave after all.â
He starts shifting through different Colors, making her look like a strobe light. He chuckles slightly as he continues messing with her appearance. âHmm, this is fun.â
She giggles at the jump, amused. At least she was amused until he started messing with her. "Hey!! Stop that! That wasnt what I meant you bitch!" Shrinks away from him a bit. She really doesn't like being controlled. "Not fun, not fun at all."
"Titans, I forgot how much of an asshole you are when we're not friends..." She pouts, fixing her apperance to its normal rainbow. "And I'm not easy to manipulate, your powers are just closely related to my domain."
âOnce again, I donât know who you are. Weâre not friends, I have literally never met you before today.â Kaz stops walking and gives her a firm look.
After dealing with a particularly annoying attorney, Kaz wanted nothing more than to go home and relax. When he heard the sound of sirens and people shouting, he nearly kept on walking. Unfortunately, whatever was happening caused a big enough commotion that a small crowd had formed and blocked his path.
Pushing his way to to the center, Police had been setting up a barricade around what looked to be a car accident. In the middle of the road a white SUV sat totaled, the entire front of it smashed in like it had driven straight into a brick wall. Strangely, there werenât any other vehicle or building around that appeared to be damaged. The drivers side door was open, where a person lay draped halfway out onto the pavement, obviously injured severely, yet no paramedics or officers would approach.
It doesnât take long to see why, thereâs about four or five bodies of different emergency responders sprawled out around the site. Standing on top of the car is another person, no doubt the one responsible for the whole mess. Probably some attention seeking, wannabe supervillain, Kaz scoffed internally. What a pain.
He glanced down at his hand, the golden lion ring sparkling in the sunlight. None of the cityâs typical heroes had shown up yet⌠why not give his new abilities a real-world trial? He manipulated the light around him, making himself invisible to everyone else, sneaking past the officers and their barricade, walking straight towards the figure on top of the car.
Open to everyone, even if weâve never interacted. I love new people!!!! As always ocs and canon characters welcome :))
Hopefully this is open enough for you to insert your character anywhere. I wrote this with some random generic NPC villain in mind but if you wanted your character to be the villain please go ahead it would be fun.
NPT: @variousvossivixens @merrymoony @winter-solstice-soldier @floralramblings (Ask to be added!)
The villain is a young woman, she looks like shes been drenched in paint that seems to be moving around. She holds a giant double sided battle axe that looks way too heavy for a person of her size. Her heads back as she laughs like a maniac at the carnage she's caused, not yet noticing Kazimir.
"See what you've made me do? Man what a spectacle! Now I've got even more people I gotta make into corpses!"
Kazimir cringes as he comes around behind her, sheâs no doubt completely off her rocker. He fires a beam of light into her back then creates a few ropes to pull the axe out of her hand.
As he attacks, the invisibility fades and Color can see a strangely familiar man in front of her. Only this man is lacking his 2 pairs of wings and the glowing scars sheâs used to. Heâs also a lot less flamboyant⌠it actually makes regular Kaz seem like a real fruit basket in retrospect.
She yelps in suprise at the attack, stumbling forward and barely managing to stay atop the car as her weapon is ripped away. "Hey!"
She turns to look at her attacker, having every intention of yelling at them, at least until she sees who it is. "Oh. Uh-" She laughs awkwardly, the fighting stance immediately relaxing to something more casual and almost shy. "Heyyyy... see- uh- funny story. They deserved it?"
He just stares at this crazy woman and motions to the body of a paramedic on the ground. âMost of them were just trying to help⌠as people would when a psycho decides to randomly attacks the public!â
Taking advantage of her sudden switch in demeanor, he pushes her to the ground and tries to pin her hands behind her back.
"If they didnt want to die they shouldn't have taken a picture of me without my permission! Its rude!" She frowns at the body. "Oh that one I just didnt like being interrupted. Also rude."
She yelps again as shes tackled. She whines before giggling. "Oh wait... thats not a disguise is it?" She stands back up, pushing him off with no effort. "Awww you're so cute!! Did you get some magic too? Thats awesome!" She stomps down harshly on his back then dashes to pick her axe back up. "Well let's get a look at you. What can you do, Dazzle?"
âYou canât just kill people for that- or for that either!â
He groans as she stomps on his back, channeling his energy to heal himself and staggers back to his feet. He has no idea what sheâs even saying, itâs probably just the ramblings of a psychotic woman anyways, so he ignores her. Instead he throws a few beams of light directly into her face.
She rolls to duck out of the way. "Ooh light beams! Very nice. Aim could use some work though. Hit me harder Kazimir! Is this amateur hour?" She giggles, darting toward him and kicking his legs to try and knock him down.
He growls, quickly growing frustrated. He puts up a wall of light in front of him, cutting through her leg as she kicks him, he stumbles backwards towards the edge of the car, jumping off before he falls.
âHow do you know my name?â It was possible she knew his name if she worked with law enforcement or followed court cases on the news, but that seemed highly unlikely. He vanishes again, only to reappear several feet away and make a laser beam to slice right through the car and Color.
She seems unfazed by the pain, even as a large amount of black blood spills from her leg. "Light wall! Very nice." She giggles as he appears near her, blocking the worst of the attack by using her giant axes blade as a shield, like she knew where he was aiming.
"Oh I know tons about you Kazzle Dazzle! I really would love to chat about it but you seem more interested in looking strong, yeah? Pretty par for the course though. Gonna be embarrassing when you lose~"
He snarls, but heâs not going to let her taunting actually get him. He doesnât need to kill her in order to win or be seen as a hero. Heâd already gotten way farther than anyone else whoâd tried to stop her anyways.
âWhatâs your deal? Killing somebody for taking your picture? Sure itâs creepy, but itâs not illegal. That sort of overreaction tells me you have some deep seated issues.â
"Oh yes, I'm a highly unstable individual. I'm well aware of my issues! But knowing em doesn't make me any less crazy!!" She giggles. "Really its your own fault for not being around to tell me to stop sooner. I wouldve considered listening if it was you... though, maybe not. You're not my dad or my boss."
âYouâre clearly a danger to society and need to be locked upâŚâ he mutters. âI donât know who you are, itâs not my job to stop you from doing obviously fucked up things.â he flashes her with a bright light and throws another beam at her while sheâs blinded. âBut it is my job to punish you for it.â
"Ugh" She groans in annoyance. "Its my job to punish you. You think you sound so cool, dont you?" The attack hurts, but in comparison to the attacks she faces normally even just sparring with his godly counterpart, its no worse then touching a hot dish. She lunges at him, actually putting in effort this time as she shoves his face into the ground, rests a knee on his back and her blade directly next to his neck. "And what did I say? We're chatting. That means no attacking."
He hisses in pain, letting out a short garbled cry, the taste of blood and dirt thick in his mouth. The world spins around him and black begins to soak into the edges of his vision. He focuses hard, healing his head as much as he can until things become clear again.
He grabs the blade of the axe, light pouring from his fingertips, the metal around them glowing bright red and liquifying under his touch.
âFine. If weâre going to talk then we talk. No weapons.â He murmurs, his voice muffled by the concrete heâs pressed into.
The air itself feels upset as she pulls whats left of her axe back and away from him. Her knees digs further into him before letting off as she stands up and backs off. "No! Oh Akeldama, I'm so sorry, look what he's done to you... its okay, I'll get you all fixed up, you'll be okay." Very clearly talking to the axe like its an injured child. She kisses the blade before putting it behind her where it just dissappears, like a character in a video game putting something in their inventory.
She stares at Kaz, stomping her foot like an upset child. "How dare you! Thats my favorite axe! I don't think I like this version of you very much." She crosses her arms, frowning. Her skin is a swirl of blues and reds and blacks. Hints of orange swirl around her face. "I'll talk but you owe me for hurting Akeldama."
Kaz pushes himself of the ground and dusts himself off. He watches her fawn and fret over the axe with furrowed brows. This woman was already giving him a headacheâŚ
âYou threaten me with a weapon and think Iâm not going to retaliate?â He rolls his eyes. âIf you care so much about it, keep it in a display instead of using it where itâs likely to be damaged.â He talks exactly how his counterpart does; every sentence is full of arrogance and entirely condescending.
"Not retaliate like that." She huffs, sounding every bit like a pissed off teenager. "A display?! Are you crazy? Never! I'd never leave any of my lovely weapons to fall into a state of disuse. Especially not Akeldama. Do you have any idea how many heads that thing has chopped off? Hundreds of thousands! Its a damn good axe!"
She leans against one of the cars in annoyance. "Whatever, you've never understood my weapons like I do. ...What exactly were we supposed to be talking about?"
The disgust on Kazâs face deepens, his lips curled back in a grimace. âYouâre insane.â He mutters under his breath. âI donât know, youâre the one who wanted to talk, so talk.â
He crosses his arms and taps his foot against the ground impatiently. âAnd stop acting like you know me, I think Iâd be aware if Iâd met a walking paint factory accident.â
She waves a hand dismissively. "You get used to it." She tilts her head. "Paint factory accident... huh. That might actually be a new one. Good job!" She grins. "You must really be new to this magic thing, you don't need to know me for me to know you." She starts twirling a paintbrush in her fingers. "But I didn't really want to talk, I'd just feel bad if I killed you accidentally."
âWhat the hell are you on about?â He growls. Had she been the one stalking him? âAre you behind the letter and the ring? And you couldnât kill me.â Classic Kaz believing he canât be killed.
"Letter? Ring? Oh no, don't know a thing about that, though you do have my interest piqued." Her skin swirls magenta.
"What am I on about... might be easier to just do introductions." She does a dramatic sweeping bow. "I am Color, The Force of Color. Though, most of you mortals like to refer to me as a goddess. Similar but widely different things." She moves closer to him, booping his nose. "And you! Are Kazimir, or as I'd prefer to call you, Mini Boss. Or Small Lapis, or Sacramento, or... well the nickname game goes on."
Goddess? This thing is a goddess? That would kind of explain how she knew his name but⌠He swats her hand away from his face. âNone of what youâre saying means anything to me. And if you donât know what Iâm talking about then I have no need to elaborate further.â He looks around at the crowd, still watching and waiting to see what happens. âYou still just killed a bunch of people. Itâs not really a great time for casual introductions. Iâm meant to stopping you and helping the injured.â
"Hmph. Thought you'd be more interested in a super powerful being with more magic knowledge then you who would be happy to help you with stuff, but I guess I misjudged." She pouts. "Hmm... I mean, usually, I like to finish the job, but... I guess I probably destroyed their phone enough to destroy the picture..." She tilts her head, thinking about it. "Guess I can let you heal them." She gestures to the injured person trying and failing to crawl away. "Show me what you've got."
âReally? What are you going to help me with? You donât know anything about what Iâm looking for anyways.â He scoffs and approaches the injured person, who panics even more and desperately tries to pull themself away.
âHey, itâs alright. Iâm going to help. Sheâs not going to hurt you anymore, okay?â He reassures them, slipping into his caring persona. The victim stops moving and relaxes slightly, allowing Kaz to place a hand on their back. Golden light wraps around them, closing all of their wounds and healing their broken bones. After a few seconds they hesitantly stand up, amazed by the recovery.
"Well I'm probably the best fighter you've ever met, and I know a lot about your powers. But sure, thats useless, of course." She crosses her arms, just watching him do the whole good guy routine.
While the people around them are distracted by the miracle of Kazimirs healing she adjusts her colors to something outside a normal person's range of sight. Of course, if this Kaz is anything like hers then he'll still be able to see her just fine.
Kaz ignores her comments, too focused on the masses of people who are running up to him to praise him and ask questions. He enjoys the attention of course, basking in the admiration.
When heâs finally had enough and the crowd begins to disperse, he looks around for Color, whoâs no where in sight. âSo much for talking I guessâŚâ he mumbles and just keeps walking. He doesnât care enough to go out of his way searching for her.
As Kaz moves on, so does she, falling into step beside him. Her movements are quiet and shes amused by the fact he seemingly can't see her, if not a little dissapointed. After a few minutes of walking she finally speaks up, hoping to at least startle him with her presence. "You know, theres so many colors that are outside of what humans consider to be the visible light spectrum."
âJesus,â he jumps slightly, head snapping in her direction. His eyes glow as he shifts the way Color herself appears, revealing her to him. âHere I was, hoping that you did leave after all.â
He starts shifting through different Colors, making her look like a strobe light. He chuckles slightly as he continues messing with her appearance. âHmm, this is fun.â
She giggles at the jump, amused. At least she was amused until he started messing with her. "Hey!! Stop that! That wasnt what I meant you bitch!" Shrinks away from him a bit. She really doesn't like being controlled. "Not fun, not fun at all."
"Titans, I forgot how much of an asshole you are when we're not friends..." She pouts, fixing her apperance to its normal rainbow. "And I'm not easy to manipulate, your powers are just closely related to my domain."
After dealing with a particularly annoying attorney, Kaz wanted nothing more than to go home and relax. When he heard the sound of sirens and people shouting, he nearly kept on walking. Unfortunately, whatever was happening caused a big enough commotion that a small crowd had formed and blocked his path.
Pushing his way to to the center, Police had been setting up a barricade around what looked to be a car accident. In the middle of the road a white SUV sat totaled, the entire front of it smashed in like it had driven straight into a brick wall. Strangely, there werenât any other vehicle or building around that appeared to be damaged. The drivers side door was open, where a person lay draped halfway out onto the pavement, obviously injured severely, yet no paramedics or officers would approach.
It doesnât take long to see why, thereâs about four or five bodies of different emergency responders sprawled out around the site. Standing on top of the car is another person, no doubt the one responsible for the whole mess. Probably some attention seeking, wannabe supervillain, Kaz scoffed internally. What a pain.
He glanced down at his hand, the golden lion ring sparkling in the sunlight. None of the cityâs typical heroes had shown up yet⌠why not give his new abilities a real-world trial? He manipulated the light around him, making himself invisible to everyone else, sneaking past the officers and their barricade, walking straight towards the figure on top of the car.
Open to everyone, even if weâve never interacted. I love new people!!!! As always ocs and canon characters welcome :))
Hopefully this is open enough for you to insert your character anywhere. I wrote this with some random generic NPC villain in mind but if you wanted your character to be the villain please go ahead it would be fun.
NPT: @variousvossivixens @merrymoony @winter-solstice-soldier @floralramblings (Ask to be added!)
The villain is a young woman, she looks like shes been drenched in paint that seems to be moving around. She holds a giant double sided battle axe that looks way too heavy for a person of her size. Her heads back as she laughs like a maniac at the carnage she's caused, not yet noticing Kazimir.
"See what you've made me do? Man what a spectacle! Now I've got even more people I gotta make into corpses!"
Kazimir cringes as he comes around behind her, sheâs no doubt completely off her rocker. He fires a beam of light into her back then creates a few ropes to pull the axe out of her hand.
As he attacks, the invisibility fades and Color can see a strangely familiar man in front of her. Only this man is lacking his 2 pairs of wings and the glowing scars sheâs used to. Heâs also a lot less flamboyant⌠it actually makes regular Kaz seem like a real fruit basket in retrospect.
She yelps in suprise at the attack, stumbling forward and barely managing to stay atop the car as her weapon is ripped away. "Hey!"
She turns to look at her attacker, having every intention of yelling at them, at least until she sees who it is. "Oh. Uh-" She laughs awkwardly, the fighting stance immediately relaxing to something more casual and almost shy. "Heyyyy... see- uh- funny story. They deserved it?"
He just stares at this crazy woman and motions to the body of a paramedic on the ground. âMost of them were just trying to help⌠as people would when a psycho decides to randomly attacks the public!â
Taking advantage of her sudden switch in demeanor, he pushes her to the ground and tries to pin her hands behind her back.
"If they didnt want to die they shouldn't have taken a picture of me without my permission! Its rude!" She frowns at the body. "Oh that one I just didnt like being interrupted. Also rude."
She yelps again as shes tackled. She whines before giggling. "Oh wait... thats not a disguise is it?" She stands back up, pushing him off with no effort. "Awww you're so cute!! Did you get some magic too? Thats awesome!" She stomps down harshly on his back then dashes to pick her axe back up. "Well let's get a look at you. What can you do, Dazzle?"
âYou canât just kill people for that- or for that either!â
He groans as she stomps on his back, channeling his energy to heal himself and staggers back to his feet. He has no idea what sheâs even saying, itâs probably just the ramblings of a psychotic woman anyways, so he ignores her. Instead he throws a few beams of light directly into her face.
She rolls to duck out of the way. "Ooh light beams! Very nice. Aim could use some work though. Hit me harder Kazimir! Is this amateur hour?" She giggles, darting toward him and kicking his legs to try and knock him down.
He growls, quickly growing frustrated. He puts up a wall of light in front of him, cutting through her leg as she kicks him, he stumbles backwards towards the edge of the car, jumping off before he falls.
âHow do you know my name?â It was possible she knew his name if she worked with law enforcement or followed court cases on the news, but that seemed highly unlikely. He vanishes again, only to reappear several feet away and make a laser beam to slice right through the car and Color.
She seems unfazed by the pain, even as a large amount of black blood spills from her leg. "Light wall! Very nice." She giggles as he appears near her, blocking the worst of the attack by using her giant axes blade as a shield, like she knew where he was aiming.
"Oh I know tons about you Kazzle Dazzle! I really would love to chat about it but you seem more interested in looking strong, yeah? Pretty par for the course though. Gonna be embarrassing when you lose~"
He snarls, but heâs not going to let her taunting actually get him. He doesnât need to kill her in order to win or be seen as a hero. Heâd already gotten way farther than anyone else whoâd tried to stop her anyways.
âWhatâs your deal? Killing somebody for taking your picture? Sure itâs creepy, but itâs not illegal. That sort of overreaction tells me you have some deep seated issues.â
"Oh yes, I'm a highly unstable individual. I'm well aware of my issues! But knowing em doesn't make me any less crazy!!" She giggles. "Really its your own fault for not being around to tell me to stop sooner. I wouldve considered listening if it was you... though, maybe not. You're not my dad or my boss."
âYouâre clearly a danger to society and need to be locked upâŚâ he mutters. âI donât know who you are, itâs not my job to stop you from doing obviously fucked up things.â he flashes her with a bright light and throws another beam at her while sheâs blinded. âBut it is my job to punish you for it.â
"Ugh" She groans in annoyance. "Its my job to punish you. You think you sound so cool, dont you?" The attack hurts, but in comparison to the attacks she faces normally even just sparring with his godly counterpart, its no worse then touching a hot dish. She lunges at him, actually putting in effort this time as she shoves his face into the ground, rests a knee on his back and her blade directly next to his neck. "And what did I say? We're chatting. That means no attacking."
He hisses in pain, letting out a short garbled cry, the taste of blood and dirt thick in his mouth. The world spins around him and black begins to soak into the edges of his vision. He focuses hard, healing his head as much as he can until things become clear again.
He grabs the blade of the axe, light pouring from his fingertips, the metal around them glowing bright red and liquifying under his touch.
âFine. If weâre going to talk then we talk. No weapons.â He murmurs, his voice muffled by the concrete heâs pressed into.
The air itself feels upset as she pulls whats left of her axe back and away from him. Her knees digs further into him before letting off as she stands up and backs off. "No! Oh Akeldama, I'm so sorry, look what he's done to you... its okay, I'll get you all fixed up, you'll be okay." Very clearly talking to the axe like its an injured child. She kisses the blade before putting it behind her where it just dissappears, like a character in a video game putting something in their inventory.
She stares at Kaz, stomping her foot like an upset child. "How dare you! Thats my favorite axe! I don't think I like this version of you very much." She crosses her arms, frowning. Her skin is a swirl of blues and reds and blacks. Hints of orange swirl around her face. "I'll talk but you owe me for hurting Akeldama."
Kaz pushes himself of the ground and dusts himself off. He watches her fawn and fret over the axe with furrowed brows. This woman was already giving him a headacheâŚ
âYou threaten me with a weapon and think Iâm not going to retaliate?â He rolls his eyes. âIf you care so much about it, keep it in a display instead of using it where itâs likely to be damaged.â He talks exactly how his counterpart does; every sentence is full of arrogance and entirely condescending.
"Not retaliate like that." She huffs, sounding every bit like a pissed off teenager. "A display?! Are you crazy? Never! I'd never leave any of my lovely weapons to fall into a state of disuse. Especially not Akeldama. Do you have any idea how many heads that thing has chopped off? Hundreds of thousands! Its a damn good axe!"
She leans against one of the cars in annoyance. "Whatever, you've never understood my weapons like I do. ...What exactly were we supposed to be talking about?"
The disgust on Kazâs face deepens, his lips curled back in a grimace. âYouâre insane.â He mutters under his breath. âI donât know, youâre the one who wanted to talk, so talk.â
He crosses his arms and taps his foot against the ground impatiently. âAnd stop acting like you know me, I think Iâd be aware if Iâd met a walking paint factory accident.â
She waves a hand dismissively. "You get used to it." She tilts her head. "Paint factory accident... huh. That might actually be a new one. Good job!" She grins. "You must really be new to this magic thing, you don't need to know me for me to know you." She starts twirling a paintbrush in her fingers. "But I didn't really want to talk, I'd just feel bad if I killed you accidentally."
âWhat the hell are you on about?â He growls. Had she been the one stalking him? âAre you behind the letter and the ring? And you couldnât kill me.â Classic Kaz believing he canât be killed.
"Letter? Ring? Oh no, don't know a thing about that, though you do have my interest piqued." Her skin swirls magenta.
"What am I on about... might be easier to just do introductions." She does a dramatic sweeping bow. "I am Color, The Force of Color. Though, most of you mortals like to refer to me as a goddess. Similar but widely different things." She moves closer to him, booping his nose. "And you! Are Kazimir, or as I'd prefer to call you, Mini Boss. Or Small Lapis, or Sacramento, or... well the nickname game goes on."
Goddess? This thing is a goddess? That would kind of explain how she knew his name but⌠He swats her hand away from his face. âNone of what youâre saying means anything to me. And if you donât know what Iâm talking about then I have no need to elaborate further.â He looks around at the crowd, still watching and waiting to see what happens. âYou still just killed a bunch of people. Itâs not really a great time for casual introductions. Iâm meant to stopping you and helping the injured.â
"Hmph. Thought you'd be more interested in a super powerful being with more magic knowledge then you who would be happy to help you with stuff, but I guess I misjudged." She pouts. "Hmm... I mean, usually, I like to finish the job, but... I guess I probably destroyed their phone enough to destroy the picture..." She tilts her head, thinking about it. "Guess I can let you heal them." She gestures to the injured person trying and failing to crawl away. "Show me what you've got."
âReally? What are you going to help me with? You donât know anything about what Iâm looking for anyways.â He scoffs and approaches the injured person, who panics even more and desperately tries to pull themself away.
âHey, itâs alright. Iâm going to help. Sheâs not going to hurt you anymore, okay?â He reassures them, slipping into his caring persona. The victim stops moving and relaxes slightly, allowing Kaz to place a hand on their back. Golden light wraps around them, closing all of their wounds and healing their broken bones. After a few seconds they hesitantly stand up, amazed by the recovery.
"Well I'm probably the best fighter you've ever met, and I know a lot about your powers. But sure, thats useless, of course." She crosses her arms, just watching him do the whole good guy routine.
While the people around them are distracted by the miracle of Kazimirs healing she adjusts her colors to something outside a normal person's range of sight. Of course, if this Kaz is anything like hers then he'll still be able to see her just fine.
Kaz ignores her comments, too focused on the masses of people who are running up to him to praise him and ask questions. He enjoys the attention of course, basking in the admiration.
When heâs finally had enough and the crowd begins to disperse, he looks around for Color, whoâs no where in sight. âSo much for talking I guessâŚâ he mumbles and just keeps walking. He doesnât care enough to go out of his way searching for her.
As Kaz moves on, so does she, falling into step beside him. Her movements are quiet and shes amused by the fact he seemingly can't see her, if not a little dissapointed. After a few minutes of walking she finally speaks up, hoping to at least startle him with her presence. "You know, theres so many colors that are outside of what humans consider to be the visible light spectrum."
âJesus,â he jumps slightly, head snapping in her direction. His eyes glow as he shifts the way Color herself appears, revealing her to him. âHere I was, hoping that you did leave after all.â
He starts shifting through different Colors, making her look like a strobe light. He chuckles slightly as he continues messing with her appearance. âHmm, this is fun.â
She giggles at the jump, amused. At least she was amused until he started messing with her. "Hey!! Stop that! That wasnt what I meant you bitch!" Shrinks away from him a bit. She really doesn't like being controlled. "Not fun, not fun at all."
After dealing with a particularly annoying attorney, Kaz wanted nothing more than to go home and relax. When he heard the sound of sirens and people shouting, he nearly kept on walking. Unfortunately, whatever was happening caused a big enough commotion that a small crowd had formed and blocked his path.
Pushing his way to to the center, Police had been setting up a barricade around what looked to be a car accident. In the middle of the road a white SUV sat totaled, the entire front of it smashed in like it had driven straight into a brick wall. Strangely, there werenât any other vehicle or building around that appeared to be damaged. The drivers side door was open, where a person lay draped halfway out onto the pavement, obviously injured severely, yet no paramedics or officers would approach.
It doesnât take long to see why, thereâs about four or five bodies of different emergency responders sprawled out around the site. Standing on top of the car is another person, no doubt the one responsible for the whole mess. Probably some attention seeking, wannabe supervillain, Kaz scoffed internally. What a pain.
He glanced down at his hand, the golden lion ring sparkling in the sunlight. None of the cityâs typical heroes had shown up yet⌠why not give his new abilities a real-world trial? He manipulated the light around him, making himself invisible to everyone else, sneaking past the officers and their barricade, walking straight towards the figure on top of the car.
Open to everyone, even if weâve never interacted. I love new people!!!! As always ocs and canon characters welcome :))
Hopefully this is open enough for you to insert your character anywhere. I wrote this with some random generic NPC villain in mind but if you wanted your character to be the villain please go ahead it would be fun.
NPT: @variousvossivixens @merrymoony @winter-solstice-soldier @floralramblings (Ask to be added!)
The villain is a young woman, she looks like shes been drenched in paint that seems to be moving around. She holds a giant double sided battle axe that looks way too heavy for a person of her size. Her heads back as she laughs like a maniac at the carnage she's caused, not yet noticing Kazimir.
"See what you've made me do? Man what a spectacle! Now I've got even more people I gotta make into corpses!"
Kazimir cringes as he comes around behind her, sheâs no doubt completely off her rocker. He fires a beam of light into her back then creates a few ropes to pull the axe out of her hand.
As he attacks, the invisibility fades and Color can see a strangely familiar man in front of her. Only this man is lacking his 2 pairs of wings and the glowing scars sheâs used to. Heâs also a lot less flamboyant⌠it actually makes regular Kaz seem like a real fruit basket in retrospect.
She yelps in suprise at the attack, stumbling forward and barely managing to stay atop the car as her weapon is ripped away. "Hey!"
She turns to look at her attacker, having every intention of yelling at them, at least until she sees who it is. "Oh. Uh-" She laughs awkwardly, the fighting stance immediately relaxing to something more casual and almost shy. "Heyyyy... see- uh- funny story. They deserved it?"
He just stares at this crazy woman and motions to the body of a paramedic on the ground. âMost of them were just trying to help⌠as people would when a psycho decides to randomly attacks the public!â
Taking advantage of her sudden switch in demeanor, he pushes her to the ground and tries to pin her hands behind her back.
"If they didnt want to die they shouldn't have taken a picture of me without my permission! Its rude!" She frowns at the body. "Oh that one I just didnt like being interrupted. Also rude."
She yelps again as shes tackled. She whines before giggling. "Oh wait... thats not a disguise is it?" She stands back up, pushing him off with no effort. "Awww you're so cute!! Did you get some magic too? Thats awesome!" She stomps down harshly on his back then dashes to pick her axe back up. "Well let's get a look at you. What can you do, Dazzle?"
âYou canât just kill people for that- or for that either!â
He groans as she stomps on his back, channeling his energy to heal himself and staggers back to his feet. He has no idea what sheâs even saying, itâs probably just the ramblings of a psychotic woman anyways, so he ignores her. Instead he throws a few beams of light directly into her face.
She rolls to duck out of the way. "Ooh light beams! Very nice. Aim could use some work though. Hit me harder Kazimir! Is this amateur hour?" She giggles, darting toward him and kicking his legs to try and knock him down.
He growls, quickly growing frustrated. He puts up a wall of light in front of him, cutting through her leg as she kicks him, he stumbles backwards towards the edge of the car, jumping off before he falls.
âHow do you know my name?â It was possible she knew his name if she worked with law enforcement or followed court cases on the news, but that seemed highly unlikely. He vanishes again, only to reappear several feet away and make a laser beam to slice right through the car and Color.
She seems unfazed by the pain, even as a large amount of black blood spills from her leg. "Light wall! Very nice." She giggles as he appears near her, blocking the worst of the attack by using her giant axes blade as a shield, like she knew where he was aiming.
"Oh I know tons about you Kazzle Dazzle! I really would love to chat about it but you seem more interested in looking strong, yeah? Pretty par for the course though. Gonna be embarrassing when you lose~"
He snarls, but heâs not going to let her taunting actually get him. He doesnât need to kill her in order to win or be seen as a hero. Heâd already gotten way farther than anyone else whoâd tried to stop her anyways.
âWhatâs your deal? Killing somebody for taking your picture? Sure itâs creepy, but itâs not illegal. That sort of overreaction tells me you have some deep seated issues.â
"Oh yes, I'm a highly unstable individual. I'm well aware of my issues! But knowing em doesn't make me any less crazy!!" She giggles. "Really its your own fault for not being around to tell me to stop sooner. I wouldve considered listening if it was you... though, maybe not. You're not my dad or my boss."
âYouâre clearly a danger to society and need to be locked upâŚâ he mutters. âI donât know who you are, itâs not my job to stop you from doing obviously fucked up things.â he flashes her with a bright light and throws another beam at her while sheâs blinded. âBut it is my job to punish you for it.â
"Ugh" She groans in annoyance. "Its my job to punish you. You think you sound so cool, dont you?" The attack hurts, but in comparison to the attacks she faces normally even just sparring with his godly counterpart, its no worse then touching a hot dish. She lunges at him, actually putting in effort this time as she shoves his face into the ground, rests a knee on his back and her blade directly next to his neck. "And what did I say? We're chatting. That means no attacking."
He hisses in pain, letting out a short garbled cry, the taste of blood and dirt thick in his mouth. The world spins around him and black begins to soak into the edges of his vision. He focuses hard, healing his head as much as he can until things become clear again.
He grabs the blade of the axe, light pouring from his fingertips, the metal around them glowing bright red and liquifying under his touch.
âFine. If weâre going to talk then we talk. No weapons.â He murmurs, his voice muffled by the concrete heâs pressed into.
The air itself feels upset as she pulls whats left of her axe back and away from him. Her knees digs further into him before letting off as she stands up and backs off. "No! Oh Akeldama, I'm so sorry, look what he's done to you... its okay, I'll get you all fixed up, you'll be okay." Very clearly talking to the axe like its an injured child. She kisses the blade before putting it behind her where it just dissappears, like a character in a video game putting something in their inventory.
She stares at Kaz, stomping her foot like an upset child. "How dare you! Thats my favorite axe! I don't think I like this version of you very much." She crosses her arms, frowning. Her skin is a swirl of blues and reds and blacks. Hints of orange swirl around her face. "I'll talk but you owe me for hurting Akeldama."
Kaz pushes himself of the ground and dusts himself off. He watches her fawn and fret over the axe with furrowed brows. This woman was already giving him a headacheâŚ
âYou threaten me with a weapon and think Iâm not going to retaliate?â He rolls his eyes. âIf you care so much about it, keep it in a display instead of using it where itâs likely to be damaged.â He talks exactly how his counterpart does; every sentence is full of arrogance and entirely condescending.
"Not retaliate like that." She huffs, sounding every bit like a pissed off teenager. "A display?! Are you crazy? Never! I'd never leave any of my lovely weapons to fall into a state of disuse. Especially not Akeldama. Do you have any idea how many heads that thing has chopped off? Hundreds of thousands! Its a damn good axe!"
She leans against one of the cars in annoyance. "Whatever, you've never understood my weapons like I do. ...What exactly were we supposed to be talking about?"
The disgust on Kazâs face deepens, his lips curled back in a grimace. âYouâre insane.â He mutters under his breath. âI donât know, youâre the one who wanted to talk, so talk.â
He crosses his arms and taps his foot against the ground impatiently. âAnd stop acting like you know me, I think Iâd be aware if Iâd met a walking paint factory accident.â
She waves a hand dismissively. "You get used to it." She tilts her head. "Paint factory accident... huh. That might actually be a new one. Good job!" She grins. "You must really be new to this magic thing, you don't need to know me for me to know you." She starts twirling a paintbrush in her fingers. "But I didn't really want to talk, I'd just feel bad if I killed you accidentally."
âWhat the hell are you on about?â He growls. Had she been the one stalking him? âAre you behind the letter and the ring? And you couldnât kill me.â Classic Kaz believing he canât be killed.
"Letter? Ring? Oh no, don't know a thing about that, though you do have my interest piqued." Her skin swirls magenta.
"What am I on about... might be easier to just do introductions." She does a dramatic sweeping bow. "I am Color, The Force of Color. Though, most of you mortals like to refer to me as a goddess. Similar but widely different things." She moves closer to him, booping his nose. "And you! Are Kazimir, or as I'd prefer to call you, Mini Boss. Or Small Lapis, or Sacramento, or... well the nickname game goes on."
Goddess? This thing is a goddess? That would kind of explain how she knew his name but⌠He swats her hand away from his face. âNone of what youâre saying means anything to me. And if you donât know what Iâm talking about then I have no need to elaborate further.â He looks around at the crowd, still watching and waiting to see what happens. âYou still just killed a bunch of people. Itâs not really a great time for casual introductions. Iâm meant to stopping you and helping the injured.â
"Hmph. Thought you'd be more interested in a super powerful being with more magic knowledge then you who would be happy to help you with stuff, but I guess I misjudged." She pouts. "Hmm... I mean, usually, I like to finish the job, but... I guess I probably destroyed their phone enough to destroy the picture..." She tilts her head, thinking about it. "Guess I can let you heal them." She gestures to the injured person trying and failing to crawl away. "Show me what you've got."
âReally? What are you going to help me with? You donât know anything about what Iâm looking for anyways.â He scoffs and approaches the injured person, who panics even more and desperately tries to pull themself away.
âHey, itâs alright. Iâm going to help. Sheâs not going to hurt you anymore, okay?â He reassures them, slipping into his caring persona. The victim stops moving and relaxes slightly, allowing Kaz to place a hand on their back. Golden light wraps around them, closing all of their wounds and healing their broken bones. After a few seconds they hesitantly stand up, amazed by the recovery.
"Well I'm probably the best fighter you've ever met, and I know a lot about your powers. But sure, thats useless, of course." She crosses her arms, just watching him do the whole good guy routine.
While the people around them are distracted by the miracle of Kazimirs healing she adjusts her colors to something outside a normal person's range of sight. Of course, if this Kaz is anything like hers then he'll still be able to see her just fine.
Kaz ignores her comments, too focused on the masses of people who are running up to him to praise him and ask questions. He enjoys the attention of course, basking in the admiration.
When heâs finally had enough and the crowd begins to disperse, he looks around for Color, whoâs no where in sight. âSo much for talking I guessâŚâ he mumbles and just keeps walking. He doesnât care enough to go out of his way searching for her.
As Kaz moves on, so does she, falling into step beside him. Her movements are quiet and shes amused by the fact he seemingly can't see her, if not a little dissapointed. After a few minutes of walking she finally speaks up, hoping to at least startle him with her presence. "You know, theres so many colors that are outside of what humans consider to be the visible light spectrum."
After dealing with a particularly annoying attorney, Kaz wanted nothing more than to go home and relax. When he heard the sound of sirens and people shouting, he nearly kept on walking. Unfortunately, whatever was happening caused a big enough commotion that a small crowd had formed and blocked his path.
Pushing his way to to the center, Police had been setting up a barricade around what looked to be a car accident. In the middle of the road a white SUV sat totaled, the entire front of it smashed in like it had driven straight into a brick wall. Strangely, there werenât any other vehicle or building around that appeared to be damaged. The drivers side door was open, where a person lay draped halfway out onto the pavement, obviously injured severely, yet no paramedics or officers would approach.
It doesnât take long to see why, thereâs about four or five bodies of different emergency responders sprawled out around the site. Standing on top of the car is another person, no doubt the one responsible for the whole mess. Probably some attention seeking, wannabe supervillain, Kaz scoffed internally. What a pain.
He glanced down at his hand, the golden lion ring sparkling in the sunlight. None of the cityâs typical heroes had shown up yet⌠why not give his new abilities a real-world trial? He manipulated the light around him, making himself invisible to everyone else, sneaking past the officers and their barricade, walking straight towards the figure on top of the car.
Open to everyone, even if weâve never interacted. I love new people!!!! As always ocs and canon characters welcome :))
Hopefully this is open enough for you to insert your character anywhere. I wrote this with some random generic NPC villain in mind but if you wanted your character to be the villain please go ahead it would be fun.
NPT: @variousvossivixens @merrymoony @winter-solstice-soldier @floralramblings (Ask to be added!)
The villain is a young woman, she looks like shes been drenched in paint that seems to be moving around. She holds a giant double sided battle axe that looks way too heavy for a person of her size. Her heads back as she laughs like a maniac at the carnage she's caused, not yet noticing Kazimir.
"See what you've made me do? Man what a spectacle! Now I've got even more people I gotta make into corpses!"
Kazimir cringes as he comes around behind her, sheâs no doubt completely off her rocker. He fires a beam of light into her back then creates a few ropes to pull the axe out of her hand.
As he attacks, the invisibility fades and Color can see a strangely familiar man in front of her. Only this man is lacking his 2 pairs of wings and the glowing scars sheâs used to. Heâs also a lot less flamboyant⌠it actually makes regular Kaz seem like a real fruit basket in retrospect.
She yelps in suprise at the attack, stumbling forward and barely managing to stay atop the car as her weapon is ripped away. "Hey!"
She turns to look at her attacker, having every intention of yelling at them, at least until she sees who it is. "Oh. Uh-" She laughs awkwardly, the fighting stance immediately relaxing to something more casual and almost shy. "Heyyyy... see- uh- funny story. They deserved it?"
He just stares at this crazy woman and motions to the body of a paramedic on the ground. âMost of them were just trying to help⌠as people would when a psycho decides to randomly attacks the public!â
Taking advantage of her sudden switch in demeanor, he pushes her to the ground and tries to pin her hands behind her back.
"If they didnt want to die they shouldn't have taken a picture of me without my permission! Its rude!" She frowns at the body. "Oh that one I just didnt like being interrupted. Also rude."
She yelps again as shes tackled. She whines before giggling. "Oh wait... thats not a disguise is it?" She stands back up, pushing him off with no effort. "Awww you're so cute!! Did you get some magic too? Thats awesome!" She stomps down harshly on his back then dashes to pick her axe back up. "Well let's get a look at you. What can you do, Dazzle?"
âYou canât just kill people for that- or for that either!â
He groans as she stomps on his back, channeling his energy to heal himself and staggers back to his feet. He has no idea what sheâs even saying, itâs probably just the ramblings of a psychotic woman anyways, so he ignores her. Instead he throws a few beams of light directly into her face.
She rolls to duck out of the way. "Ooh light beams! Very nice. Aim could use some work though. Hit me harder Kazimir! Is this amateur hour?" She giggles, darting toward him and kicking his legs to try and knock him down.
He growls, quickly growing frustrated. He puts up a wall of light in front of him, cutting through her leg as she kicks him, he stumbles backwards towards the edge of the car, jumping off before he falls.
âHow do you know my name?â It was possible she knew his name if she worked with law enforcement or followed court cases on the news, but that seemed highly unlikely. He vanishes again, only to reappear several feet away and make a laser beam to slice right through the car and Color.
She seems unfazed by the pain, even as a large amount of black blood spills from her leg. "Light wall! Very nice." She giggles as he appears near her, blocking the worst of the attack by using her giant axes blade as a shield, like she knew where he was aiming.
"Oh I know tons about you Kazzle Dazzle! I really would love to chat about it but you seem more interested in looking strong, yeah? Pretty par for the course though. Gonna be embarrassing when you lose~"
He snarls, but heâs not going to let her taunting actually get him. He doesnât need to kill her in order to win or be seen as a hero. Heâd already gotten way farther than anyone else whoâd tried to stop her anyways.
âWhatâs your deal? Killing somebody for taking your picture? Sure itâs creepy, but itâs not illegal. That sort of overreaction tells me you have some deep seated issues.â
"Oh yes, I'm a highly unstable individual. I'm well aware of my issues! But knowing em doesn't make me any less crazy!!" She giggles. "Really its your own fault for not being around to tell me to stop sooner. I wouldve considered listening if it was you... though, maybe not. You're not my dad or my boss."
âYouâre clearly a danger to society and need to be locked upâŚâ he mutters. âI donât know who you are, itâs not my job to stop you from doing obviously fucked up things.â he flashes her with a bright light and throws another beam at her while sheâs blinded. âBut it is my job to punish you for it.â
"Ugh" She groans in annoyance. "Its my job to punish you. You think you sound so cool, dont you?" The attack hurts, but in comparison to the attacks she faces normally even just sparring with his godly counterpart, its no worse then touching a hot dish. She lunges at him, actually putting in effort this time as she shoves his face into the ground, rests a knee on his back and her blade directly next to his neck. "And what did I say? We're chatting. That means no attacking."
He hisses in pain, letting out a short garbled cry, the taste of blood and dirt thick in his mouth. The world spins around him and black begins to soak into the edges of his vision. He focuses hard, healing his head as much as he can until things become clear again.
He grabs the blade of the axe, light pouring from his fingertips, the metal around them glowing bright red and liquifying under his touch.
âFine. If weâre going to talk then we talk. No weapons.â He murmurs, his voice muffled by the concrete heâs pressed into.
The air itself feels upset as she pulls whats left of her axe back and away from him. Her knees digs further into him before letting off as she stands up and backs off. "No! Oh Akeldama, I'm so sorry, look what he's done to you... its okay, I'll get you all fixed up, you'll be okay." Very clearly talking to the axe like its an injured child. She kisses the blade before putting it behind her where it just dissappears, like a character in a video game putting something in their inventory.
She stares at Kaz, stomping her foot like an upset child. "How dare you! Thats my favorite axe! I don't think I like this version of you very much." She crosses her arms, frowning. Her skin is a swirl of blues and reds and blacks. Hints of orange swirl around her face. "I'll talk but you owe me for hurting Akeldama."
Kaz pushes himself of the ground and dusts himself off. He watches her fawn and fret over the axe with furrowed brows. This woman was already giving him a headacheâŚ
âYou threaten me with a weapon and think Iâm not going to retaliate?â He rolls his eyes. âIf you care so much about it, keep it in a display instead of using it where itâs likely to be damaged.â He talks exactly how his counterpart does; every sentence is full of arrogance and entirely condescending.
"Not retaliate like that." She huffs, sounding every bit like a pissed off teenager. "A display?! Are you crazy? Never! I'd never leave any of my lovely weapons to fall into a state of disuse. Especially not Akeldama. Do you have any idea how many heads that thing has chopped off? Hundreds of thousands! Its a damn good axe!"
She leans against one of the cars in annoyance. "Whatever, you've never understood my weapons like I do. ...What exactly were we supposed to be talking about?"
The disgust on Kazâs face deepens, his lips curled back in a grimace. âYouâre insane.â He mutters under his breath. âI donât know, youâre the one who wanted to talk, so talk.â
He crosses his arms and taps his foot against the ground impatiently. âAnd stop acting like you know me, I think Iâd be aware if Iâd met a walking paint factory accident.â
She waves a hand dismissively. "You get used to it." She tilts her head. "Paint factory accident... huh. That might actually be a new one. Good job!" She grins. "You must really be new to this magic thing, you don't need to know me for me to know you." She starts twirling a paintbrush in her fingers. "But I didn't really want to talk, I'd just feel bad if I killed you accidentally."
âWhat the hell are you on about?â He growls. Had she been the one stalking him? âAre you behind the letter and the ring? And you couldnât kill me.â Classic Kaz believing he canât be killed.
"Letter? Ring? Oh no, don't know a thing about that, though you do have my interest piqued." Her skin swirls magenta.
"What am I on about... might be easier to just do introductions." She does a dramatic sweeping bow. "I am Color, The Force of Color. Though, most of you mortals like to refer to me as a goddess. Similar but widely different things." She moves closer to him, booping his nose. "And you! Are Kazimir, or as I'd prefer to call you, Mini Boss. Or Small Lapis, or Sacramento, or... well the nickname game goes on."
Goddess? This thing is a goddess? That would kind of explain how she knew his name but⌠He swats her hand away from his face. âNone of what youâre saying means anything to me. And if you donât know what Iâm talking about then I have no need to elaborate further.â He looks around at the crowd, still watching and waiting to see what happens. âYou still just killed a bunch of people. Itâs not really a great time for casual introductions. Iâm meant to stopping you and helping the injured.â
"Hmph. Thought you'd be more interested in a super powerful being with more magic knowledge then you who would be happy to help you with stuff, but I guess I misjudged." She pouts. "Hmm... I mean, usually, I like to finish the job, but... I guess I probably destroyed their phone enough to destroy the picture..." She tilts her head, thinking about it. "Guess I can let you heal them." She gestures to the injured person trying and failing to crawl away. "Show me what you've got."
âReally? What are you going to help me with? You donât know anything about what Iâm looking for anyways.â He scoffs and approaches the injured person, who panics even more and desperately tries to pull themself away.
âHey, itâs alright. Iâm going to help. Sheâs not going to hurt you anymore, okay?â He reassures them, slipping into his caring persona. The victim stops moving and relaxes slightly, allowing Kaz to place a hand on their back. Golden light wraps around them, closing all of their wounds and healing their broken bones. After a few seconds they hesitantly stand up, amazed by the recovery.
"Well I'm probably the best fighter you've ever met, and I know a lot about your powers. But sure, thats useless, of course." She crosses her arms, just watching him do the whole good guy routine.
While the people around them are distracted by the miracle of Kazimirs healing she adjusts her colors to something outside a normal person's range of sight. Of course, if this Kaz is anything like hers then he'll still be able to see her just fine.
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After dealing with a particularly annoying attorney, Kaz wanted nothing more than to go home and relax. When he heard the sound of sirens and people shouting, he nearly kept on walking. Unfortunately, whatever was happening caused a big enough commotion that a small crowd had formed and blocked his path.
Pushing his way to to the center, Police had been setting up a barricade around what looked to be a car accident. In the middle of the road a white SUV sat totaled, the entire front of it smashed in like it had driven straight into a brick wall. Strangely, there werenât any other vehicle or building around that appeared to be damaged. The drivers side door was open, where a person lay draped halfway out onto the pavement, obviously injured severely, yet no paramedics or officers would approach.
It doesnât take long to see why, thereâs about four or five bodies of different emergency responders sprawled out around the site. Standing on top of the car is another person, no doubt the one responsible for the whole mess. Probably some attention seeking, wannabe supervillain, Kaz scoffed internally. What a pain.
He glanced down at his hand, the golden lion ring sparkling in the sunlight. None of the cityâs typical heroes had shown up yet⌠why not give his new abilities a real-world trial? He manipulated the light around him, making himself invisible to everyone else, sneaking past the officers and their barricade, walking straight towards the figure on top of the car.
Open to everyone, even if weâve never interacted. I love new people!!!! As always ocs and canon characters welcome :))
Hopefully this is open enough for you to insert your character anywhere. I wrote this with some random generic NPC villain in mind but if you wanted your character to be the villain please go ahead it would be fun.
NPT: @variousvossivixens @merrymoony @winter-solstice-soldier @floralramblings (Ask to be added!)
The villain is a young woman, she looks like shes been drenched in paint that seems to be moving around. She holds a giant double sided battle axe that looks way too heavy for a person of her size. Her heads back as she laughs like a maniac at the carnage she's caused, not yet noticing Kazimir.
"See what you've made me do? Man what a spectacle! Now I've got even more people I gotta make into corpses!"
Kazimir cringes as he comes around behind her, sheâs no doubt completely off her rocker. He fires a beam of light into her back then creates a few ropes to pull the axe out of her hand.
As he attacks, the invisibility fades and Color can see a strangely familiar man in front of her. Only this man is lacking his 2 pairs of wings and the glowing scars sheâs used to. Heâs also a lot less flamboyant⌠it actually makes regular Kaz seem like a real fruit basket in retrospect.
She yelps in suprise at the attack, stumbling forward and barely managing to stay atop the car as her weapon is ripped away. "Hey!"
She turns to look at her attacker, having every intention of yelling at them, at least until she sees who it is. "Oh. Uh-" She laughs awkwardly, the fighting stance immediately relaxing to something more casual and almost shy. "Heyyyy... see- uh- funny story. They deserved it?"
He just stares at this crazy woman and motions to the body of a paramedic on the ground. âMost of them were just trying to help⌠as people would when a psycho decides to randomly attacks the public!â
Taking advantage of her sudden switch in demeanor, he pushes her to the ground and tries to pin her hands behind her back.
"If they didnt want to die they shouldn't have taken a picture of me without my permission! Its rude!" She frowns at the body. "Oh that one I just didnt like being interrupted. Also rude."
She yelps again as shes tackled. She whines before giggling. "Oh wait... thats not a disguise is it?" She stands back up, pushing him off with no effort. "Awww you're so cute!! Did you get some magic too? Thats awesome!" She stomps down harshly on his back then dashes to pick her axe back up. "Well let's get a look at you. What can you do, Dazzle?"
âYou canât just kill people for that- or for that either!â
He groans as she stomps on his back, channeling his energy to heal himself and staggers back to his feet. He has no idea what sheâs even saying, itâs probably just the ramblings of a psychotic woman anyways, so he ignores her. Instead he throws a few beams of light directly into her face.
She rolls to duck out of the way. "Ooh light beams! Very nice. Aim could use some work though. Hit me harder Kazimir! Is this amateur hour?" She giggles, darting toward him and kicking his legs to try and knock him down.
He growls, quickly growing frustrated. He puts up a wall of light in front of him, cutting through her leg as she kicks him, he stumbles backwards towards the edge of the car, jumping off before he falls.
âHow do you know my name?â It was possible she knew his name if she worked with law enforcement or followed court cases on the news, but that seemed highly unlikely. He vanishes again, only to reappear several feet away and make a laser beam to slice right through the car and Color.
She seems unfazed by the pain, even as a large amount of black blood spills from her leg. "Light wall! Very nice." She giggles as he appears near her, blocking the worst of the attack by using her giant axes blade as a shield, like she knew where he was aiming.
"Oh I know tons about you Kazzle Dazzle! I really would love to chat about it but you seem more interested in looking strong, yeah? Pretty par for the course though. Gonna be embarrassing when you lose~"
He snarls, but heâs not going to let her taunting actually get him. He doesnât need to kill her in order to win or be seen as a hero. Heâd already gotten way farther than anyone else whoâd tried to stop her anyways.
âWhatâs your deal? Killing somebody for taking your picture? Sure itâs creepy, but itâs not illegal. That sort of overreaction tells me you have some deep seated issues.â
"Oh yes, I'm a highly unstable individual. I'm well aware of my issues! But knowing em doesn't make me any less crazy!!" She giggles. "Really its your own fault for not being around to tell me to stop sooner. I wouldve considered listening if it was you... though, maybe not. You're not my dad or my boss."
âYouâre clearly a danger to society and need to be locked upâŚâ he mutters. âI donât know who you are, itâs not my job to stop you from doing obviously fucked up things.â he flashes her with a bright light and throws another beam at her while sheâs blinded. âBut it is my job to punish you for it.â
"Ugh" She groans in annoyance. "Its my job to punish you. You think you sound so cool, dont you?" The attack hurts, but in comparison to the attacks she faces normally even just sparring with his godly counterpart, its no worse then touching a hot dish. She lunges at him, actually putting in effort this time as she shoves his face into the ground, rests a knee on his back and her blade directly next to his neck. "And what did I say? We're chatting. That means no attacking."
He hisses in pain, letting out a short garbled cry, the taste of blood and dirt thick in his mouth. The world spins around him and black begins to soak into the edges of his vision. He focuses hard, healing his head as much as he can until things become clear again.
He grabs the blade of the axe, light pouring from his fingertips, the metal around them glowing bright red and liquifying under his touch.
âFine. If weâre going to talk then we talk. No weapons.â He murmurs, his voice muffled by the concrete heâs pressed into.
The air itself feels upset as she pulls whats left of her axe back and away from him. Her knees digs further into him before letting off as she stands up and backs off. "No! Oh Akeldama, I'm so sorry, look what he's done to you... its okay, I'll get you all fixed up, you'll be okay." Very clearly talking to the axe like its an injured child. She kisses the blade before putting it behind her where it just dissappears, like a character in a video game putting something in their inventory.
She stares at Kaz, stomping her foot like an upset child. "How dare you! Thats my favorite axe! I don't think I like this version of you very much." She crosses her arms, frowning. Her skin is a swirl of blues and reds and blacks. Hints of orange swirl around her face. "I'll talk but you owe me for hurting Akeldama."
Kaz pushes himself of the ground and dusts himself off. He watches her fawn and fret over the axe with furrowed brows. This woman was already giving him a headacheâŚ
âYou threaten me with a weapon and think Iâm not going to retaliate?â He rolls his eyes. âIf you care so much about it, keep it in a display instead of using it where itâs likely to be damaged.â He talks exactly how his counterpart does; every sentence is full of arrogance and entirely condescending.
"Not retaliate like that." She huffs, sounding every bit like a pissed off teenager. "A display?! Are you crazy? Never! I'd never leave any of my lovely weapons to fall into a state of disuse. Especially not Akeldama. Do you have any idea how many heads that thing has chopped off? Hundreds of thousands! Its a damn good axe!"
She leans against one of the cars in annoyance. "Whatever, you've never understood my weapons like I do. ...What exactly were we supposed to be talking about?"
The disgust on Kazâs face deepens, his lips curled back in a grimace. âYouâre insane.â He mutters under his breath. âI donât know, youâre the one who wanted to talk, so talk.â
He crosses his arms and taps his foot against the ground impatiently. âAnd stop acting like you know me, I think Iâd be aware if Iâd met a walking paint factory accident.â
She waves a hand dismissively. "You get used to it." She tilts her head. "Paint factory accident... huh. That might actually be a new one. Good job!" She grins. "You must really be new to this magic thing, you don't need to know me for me to know you." She starts twirling a paintbrush in her fingers. "But I didn't really want to talk, I'd just feel bad if I killed you accidentally."
âWhat the hell are you on about?â He growls. Had she been the one stalking him? âAre you behind the letter and the ring? And you couldnât kill me.â Classic Kaz believing he canât be killed.
"Letter? Ring? Oh no, don't know a thing about that, though you do have my interest piqued." Her skin swirls magenta.
"What am I on about... might be easier to just do introductions." She does a dramatic sweeping bow. "I am Color, The Force of Color. Though, most of you mortals like to refer to me as a goddess. Similar but widely different things." She moves closer to him, booping his nose. "And you! Are Kazimir, or as I'd prefer to call you, Mini Boss. Or Small Lapis, or Sacramento, or... well the nickname game goes on."
Goddess? This thing is a goddess? That would kind of explain how she knew his name but⌠He swats her hand away from his face. âNone of what youâre saying means anything to me. And if you donât know what Iâm talking about then I have no need to elaborate further.â He looks around at the crowd, still watching and waiting to see what happens. âYou still just killed a bunch of people. Itâs not really a great time for casual introductions. Iâm meant to stopping you and helping the injured.â
"Hmph. Thought you'd be more interested in a super powerful being with more magic knowledge then you who would be happy to help you with stuff, but I guess I misjudged." She pouts. "Hmm... I mean, usually, I like to finish the job, but... I guess I probably destroyed their phone enough to destroy the picture..." She tilts her head, thinking about it. "Guess I can let you heal them." She gestures to the injured person trying and failing to crawl away. "Show me what you've got."
After dealing with a particularly annoying attorney, Kaz wanted nothing more than to go home and relax. When he heard the sound of sirens and people shouting, he nearly kept on walking. Unfortunately, whatever was happening caused a big enough commotion that a small crowd had formed and blocked his path.
Pushing his way to to the center, Police had been setting up a barricade around what looked to be a car accident. In the middle of the road a white SUV sat totaled, the entire front of it smashed in like it had driven straight into a brick wall. Strangely, there werenât any other vehicle or building around that appeared to be damaged. The drivers side door was open, where a person lay draped halfway out onto the pavement, obviously injured severely, yet no paramedics or officers would approach.
It doesnât take long to see why, thereâs about four or five bodies of different emergency responders sprawled out around the site. Standing on top of the car is another person, no doubt the one responsible for the whole mess. Probably some attention seeking, wannabe supervillain, Kaz scoffed internally. What a pain.
He glanced down at his hand, the golden lion ring sparkling in the sunlight. None of the cityâs typical heroes had shown up yet⌠why not give his new abilities a real-world trial? He manipulated the light around him, making himself invisible to everyone else, sneaking past the officers and their barricade, walking straight towards the figure on top of the car.
Open to everyone, even if weâve never interacted. I love new people!!!! As always ocs and canon characters welcome :))
Hopefully this is open enough for you to insert your character anywhere. I wrote this with some random generic NPC villain in mind but if you wanted your character to be the villain please go ahead it would be fun.
NPT: @variousvossivixens @merrymoony @winter-solstice-soldier @floralramblings (Ask to be added!)
The villain is a young woman, she looks like shes been drenched in paint that seems to be moving around. She holds a giant double sided battle axe that looks way too heavy for a person of her size. Her heads back as she laughs like a maniac at the carnage she's caused, not yet noticing Kazimir.
"See what you've made me do? Man what a spectacle! Now I've got even more people I gotta make into corpses!"
Kazimir cringes as he comes around behind her, sheâs no doubt completely off her rocker. He fires a beam of light into her back then creates a few ropes to pull the axe out of her hand.
As he attacks, the invisibility fades and Color can see a strangely familiar man in front of her. Only this man is lacking his 2 pairs of wings and the glowing scars sheâs used to. Heâs also a lot less flamboyant⌠it actually makes regular Kaz seem like a real fruit basket in retrospect.
She yelps in suprise at the attack, stumbling forward and barely managing to stay atop the car as her weapon is ripped away. "Hey!"
She turns to look at her attacker, having every intention of yelling at them, at least until she sees who it is. "Oh. Uh-" She laughs awkwardly, the fighting stance immediately relaxing to something more casual and almost shy. "Heyyyy... see- uh- funny story. They deserved it?"
He just stares at this crazy woman and motions to the body of a paramedic on the ground. âMost of them were just trying to help⌠as people would when a psycho decides to randomly attacks the public!â
Taking advantage of her sudden switch in demeanor, he pushes her to the ground and tries to pin her hands behind her back.
"If they didnt want to die they shouldn't have taken a picture of me without my permission! Its rude!" She frowns at the body. "Oh that one I just didnt like being interrupted. Also rude."
She yelps again as shes tackled. She whines before giggling. "Oh wait... thats not a disguise is it?" She stands back up, pushing him off with no effort. "Awww you're so cute!! Did you get some magic too? Thats awesome!" She stomps down harshly on his back then dashes to pick her axe back up. "Well let's get a look at you. What can you do, Dazzle?"
âYou canât just kill people for that- or for that either!â
He groans as she stomps on his back, channeling his energy to heal himself and staggers back to his feet. He has no idea what sheâs even saying, itâs probably just the ramblings of a psychotic woman anyways, so he ignores her. Instead he throws a few beams of light directly into her face.
She rolls to duck out of the way. "Ooh light beams! Very nice. Aim could use some work though. Hit me harder Kazimir! Is this amateur hour?" She giggles, darting toward him and kicking his legs to try and knock him down.
He growls, quickly growing frustrated. He puts up a wall of light in front of him, cutting through her leg as she kicks him, he stumbles backwards towards the edge of the car, jumping off before he falls.
âHow do you know my name?â It was possible she knew his name if she worked with law enforcement or followed court cases on the news, but that seemed highly unlikely. He vanishes again, only to reappear several feet away and make a laser beam to slice right through the car and Color.
She seems unfazed by the pain, even as a large amount of black blood spills from her leg. "Light wall! Very nice." She giggles as he appears near her, blocking the worst of the attack by using her giant axes blade as a shield, like she knew where he was aiming.
"Oh I know tons about you Kazzle Dazzle! I really would love to chat about it but you seem more interested in looking strong, yeah? Pretty par for the course though. Gonna be embarrassing when you lose~"
He snarls, but heâs not going to let her taunting actually get him. He doesnât need to kill her in order to win or be seen as a hero. Heâd already gotten way farther than anyone else whoâd tried to stop her anyways.
âWhatâs your deal? Killing somebody for taking your picture? Sure itâs creepy, but itâs not illegal. That sort of overreaction tells me you have some deep seated issues.â
"Oh yes, I'm a highly unstable individual. I'm well aware of my issues! But knowing em doesn't make me any less crazy!!" She giggles. "Really its your own fault for not being around to tell me to stop sooner. I wouldve considered listening if it was you... though, maybe not. You're not my dad or my boss."
âYouâre clearly a danger to society and need to be locked upâŚâ he mutters. âI donât know who you are, itâs not my job to stop you from doing obviously fucked up things.â he flashes her with a bright light and throws another beam at her while sheâs blinded. âBut it is my job to punish you for it.â
"Ugh" She groans in annoyance. "Its my job to punish you. You think you sound so cool, dont you?" The attack hurts, but in comparison to the attacks she faces normally even just sparring with his godly counterpart, its no worse then touching a hot dish. She lunges at him, actually putting in effort this time as she shoves his face into the ground, rests a knee on his back and her blade directly next to his neck. "And what did I say? We're chatting. That means no attacking."
He hisses in pain, letting out a short garbled cry, the taste of blood and dirt thick in his mouth. The world spins around him and black begins to soak into the edges of his vision. He focuses hard, healing his head as much as he can until things become clear again.
He grabs the blade of the axe, light pouring from his fingertips, the metal around them glowing bright red and liquifying under his touch.
âFine. If weâre going to talk then we talk. No weapons.â He murmurs, his voice muffled by the concrete heâs pressed into.
The air itself feels upset as she pulls whats left of her axe back and away from him. Her knees digs further into him before letting off as she stands up and backs off. "No! Oh Akeldama, I'm so sorry, look what he's done to you... its okay, I'll get you all fixed up, you'll be okay." Very clearly talking to the axe like its an injured child. She kisses the blade before putting it behind her where it just dissappears, like a character in a video game putting something in their inventory.
She stares at Kaz, stomping her foot like an upset child. "How dare you! Thats my favorite axe! I don't think I like this version of you very much." She crosses her arms, frowning. Her skin is a swirl of blues and reds and blacks. Hints of orange swirl around her face. "I'll talk but you owe me for hurting Akeldama."
Kaz pushes himself of the ground and dusts himself off. He watches her fawn and fret over the axe with furrowed brows. This woman was already giving him a headacheâŚ
âYou threaten me with a weapon and think Iâm not going to retaliate?â He rolls his eyes. âIf you care so much about it, keep it in a display instead of using it where itâs likely to be damaged.â He talks exactly how his counterpart does; every sentence is full of arrogance and entirely condescending.
"Not retaliate like that." She huffs, sounding every bit like a pissed off teenager. "A display?! Are you crazy? Never! I'd never leave any of my lovely weapons to fall into a state of disuse. Especially not Akeldama. Do you have any idea how many heads that thing has chopped off? Hundreds of thousands! Its a damn good axe!"
She leans against one of the cars in annoyance. "Whatever, you've never understood my weapons like I do. ...What exactly were we supposed to be talking about?"
The disgust on Kazâs face deepens, his lips curled back in a grimace. âYouâre insane.â He mutters under his breath. âI donât know, youâre the one who wanted to talk, so talk.â
He crosses his arms and taps his foot against the ground impatiently. âAnd stop acting like you know me, I think Iâd be aware if Iâd met a walking paint factory accident.â
She waves a hand dismissively. "You get used to it." She tilts her head. "Paint factory accident... huh. That might actually be a new one. Good job!" She grins. "You must really be new to this magic thing, you don't need to know me for me to know you." She starts twirling a paintbrush in her fingers. "But I didn't really want to talk, I'd just feel bad if I killed you accidentally."
âWhat the hell are you on about?â He growls. Had she been the one stalking him? âAre you behind the letter and the ring? And you couldnât kill me.â Classic Kaz believing he canât be killed.
"Letter? Ring? Oh no, don't know a thing about that, though you do have my interest piqued." Her skin swirls magenta.
"What am I on about... might be easier to just do introductions." She does a dramatic sweeping bow. "I am Color, The Force of Color. Though, most of you mortals like to refer to me as a goddess. Similar but widely different things." She moves closer to him, booping his nose. "And you! Are Kazimir, or as I'd prefer to call you, Mini Boss. Or Small Lapis, or Sacramento, or... well the nickname game goes on."
After dealing with a particularly annoying attorney, Kaz wanted nothing more than to go home and relax. When he heard the sound of sirens and people shouting, he nearly kept on walking. Unfortunately, whatever was happening caused a big enough commotion that a small crowd had formed and blocked his path.
Pushing his way to to the center, Police had been setting up a barricade around what looked to be a car accident. In the middle of the road a white SUV sat totaled, the entire front of it smashed in like it had driven straight into a brick wall. Strangely, there werenât any other vehicle or building around that appeared to be damaged. The drivers side door was open, where a person lay draped halfway out onto the pavement, obviously injured severely, yet no paramedics or officers would approach.
It doesnât take long to see why, thereâs about four or five bodies of different emergency responders sprawled out around the site. Standing on top of the car is another person, no doubt the one responsible for the whole mess. Probably some attention seeking, wannabe supervillain, Kaz scoffed internally. What a pain.
He glanced down at his hand, the golden lion ring sparkling in the sunlight. None of the cityâs typical heroes had shown up yet⌠why not give his new abilities a real-world trial? He manipulated the light around him, making himself invisible to everyone else, sneaking past the officers and their barricade, walking straight towards the figure on top of the car.
Open to everyone, even if weâve never interacted. I love new people!!!! As always ocs and canon characters welcome :))
Hopefully this is open enough for you to insert your character anywhere. I wrote this with some random generic NPC villain in mind but if you wanted your character to be the villain please go ahead it would be fun.
NPT: @variousvossivixens @merrymoony @winter-solstice-soldier @floralramblings (Ask to be added!)
The villain is a young woman, she looks like shes been drenched in paint that seems to be moving around. She holds a giant double sided battle axe that looks way too heavy for a person of her size. Her heads back as she laughs like a maniac at the carnage she's caused, not yet noticing Kazimir.
"See what you've made me do? Man what a spectacle! Now I've got even more people I gotta make into corpses!"
Kazimir cringes as he comes around behind her, sheâs no doubt completely off her rocker. He fires a beam of light into her back then creates a few ropes to pull the axe out of her hand.
As he attacks, the invisibility fades and Color can see a strangely familiar man in front of her. Only this man is lacking his 2 pairs of wings and the glowing scars sheâs used to. Heâs also a lot less flamboyant⌠it actually makes regular Kaz seem like a real fruit basket in retrospect.
She yelps in suprise at the attack, stumbling forward and barely managing to stay atop the car as her weapon is ripped away. "Hey!"
She turns to look at her attacker, having every intention of yelling at them, at least until she sees who it is. "Oh. Uh-" She laughs awkwardly, the fighting stance immediately relaxing to something more casual and almost shy. "Heyyyy... see- uh- funny story. They deserved it?"
He just stares at this crazy woman and motions to the body of a paramedic on the ground. âMost of them were just trying to help⌠as people would when a psycho decides to randomly attacks the public!â
Taking advantage of her sudden switch in demeanor, he pushes her to the ground and tries to pin her hands behind her back.
"If they didnt want to die they shouldn't have taken a picture of me without my permission! Its rude!" She frowns at the body. "Oh that one I just didnt like being interrupted. Also rude."
She yelps again as shes tackled. She whines before giggling. "Oh wait... thats not a disguise is it?" She stands back up, pushing him off with no effort. "Awww you're so cute!! Did you get some magic too? Thats awesome!" She stomps down harshly on his back then dashes to pick her axe back up. "Well let's get a look at you. What can you do, Dazzle?"
âYou canât just kill people for that- or for that either!â
He groans as she stomps on his back, channeling his energy to heal himself and staggers back to his feet. He has no idea what sheâs even saying, itâs probably just the ramblings of a psychotic woman anyways, so he ignores her. Instead he throws a few beams of light directly into her face.
She rolls to duck out of the way. "Ooh light beams! Very nice. Aim could use some work though. Hit me harder Kazimir! Is this amateur hour?" She giggles, darting toward him and kicking his legs to try and knock him down.
He growls, quickly growing frustrated. He puts up a wall of light in front of him, cutting through her leg as she kicks him, he stumbles backwards towards the edge of the car, jumping off before he falls.
âHow do you know my name?â It was possible she knew his name if she worked with law enforcement or followed court cases on the news, but that seemed highly unlikely. He vanishes again, only to reappear several feet away and make a laser beam to slice right through the car and Color.
She seems unfazed by the pain, even as a large amount of black blood spills from her leg. "Light wall! Very nice." She giggles as he appears near her, blocking the worst of the attack by using her giant axes blade as a shield, like she knew where he was aiming.
"Oh I know tons about you Kazzle Dazzle! I really would love to chat about it but you seem more interested in looking strong, yeah? Pretty par for the course though. Gonna be embarrassing when you lose~"
He snarls, but heâs not going to let her taunting actually get him. He doesnât need to kill her in order to win or be seen as a hero. Heâd already gotten way farther than anyone else whoâd tried to stop her anyways.
âWhatâs your deal? Killing somebody for taking your picture? Sure itâs creepy, but itâs not illegal. That sort of overreaction tells me you have some deep seated issues.â
"Oh yes, I'm a highly unstable individual. I'm well aware of my issues! But knowing em doesn't make me any less crazy!!" She giggles. "Really its your own fault for not being around to tell me to stop sooner. I wouldve considered listening if it was you... though, maybe not. You're not my dad or my boss."
âYouâre clearly a danger to society and need to be locked upâŚâ he mutters. âI donât know who you are, itâs not my job to stop you from doing obviously fucked up things.â he flashes her with a bright light and throws another beam at her while sheâs blinded. âBut it is my job to punish you for it.â
"Ugh" She groans in annoyance. "Its my job to punish you. You think you sound so cool, dont you?" The attack hurts, but in comparison to the attacks she faces normally even just sparring with his godly counterpart, its no worse then touching a hot dish. She lunges at him, actually putting in effort this time as she shoves his face into the ground, rests a knee on his back and her blade directly next to his neck. "And what did I say? We're chatting. That means no attacking."
He hisses in pain, letting out a short garbled cry, the taste of blood and dirt thick in his mouth. The world spins around him and black begins to soak into the edges of his vision. He focuses hard, healing his head as much as he can until things become clear again.
He grabs the blade of the axe, light pouring from his fingertips, the metal around them glowing bright red and liquifying under his touch.
âFine. If weâre going to talk then we talk. No weapons.â He murmurs, his voice muffled by the concrete heâs pressed into.
The air itself feels upset as she pulls whats left of her axe back and away from him. Her knees digs further into him before letting off as she stands up and backs off. "No! Oh Akeldama, I'm so sorry, look what he's done to you... its okay, I'll get you all fixed up, you'll be okay." Very clearly talking to the axe like its an injured child. She kisses the blade before putting it behind her where it just dissappears, like a character in a video game putting something in their inventory.
She stares at Kaz, stomping her foot like an upset child. "How dare you! Thats my favorite axe! I don't think I like this version of you very much." She crosses her arms, frowning. Her skin is a swirl of blues and reds and blacks. Hints of orange swirl around her face. "I'll talk but you owe me for hurting Akeldama."
Kaz pushes himself of the ground and dusts himself off. He watches her fawn and fret over the axe with furrowed brows. This woman was already giving him a headacheâŚ
âYou threaten me with a weapon and think Iâm not going to retaliate?â He rolls his eyes. âIf you care so much about it, keep it in a display instead of using it where itâs likely to be damaged.â He talks exactly how his counterpart does; every sentence is full of arrogance and entirely condescending.
"Not retaliate like that." She huffs, sounding every bit like a pissed off teenager. "A display?! Are you crazy? Never! I'd never leave any of my lovely weapons to fall into a state of disuse. Especially not Akeldama. Do you have any idea how many heads that thing has chopped off? Hundreds of thousands! Its a damn good axe!"
She leans against one of the cars in annoyance. "Whatever, you've never understood my weapons like I do. ...What exactly were we supposed to be talking about?"
The disgust on Kazâs face deepens, his lips curled back in a grimace. âYouâre insane.â He mutters under his breath. âI donât know, youâre the one who wanted to talk, so talk.â
He crosses his arms and taps his foot against the ground impatiently. âAnd stop acting like you know me, I think Iâd be aware if Iâd met a walking paint factory accident.â
She waves a hand dismissively. "You get used to it." She tilts her head. "Paint factory accident... huh. That might actually be a new one. Good job!" She grins. "You must really be new to this magic thing, you don't need to know me for me to know you." She starts twirling a paintbrush in her fingers. "But I didn't really want to talk, I'd just feel bad if I killed you accidentally."
After dealing with a particularly annoying attorney, Kaz wanted nothing more than to go home and relax. When he heard the sound of sirens and people shouting, he nearly kept on walking. Unfortunately, whatever was happening caused a big enough commotion that a small crowd had formed and blocked his path.
Pushing his way to to the center, Police had been setting up a barricade around what looked to be a car accident. In the middle of the road a white SUV sat totaled, the entire front of it smashed in like it had driven straight into a brick wall. Strangely, there werenât any other vehicle or building around that appeared to be damaged. The drivers side door was open, where a person lay draped halfway out onto the pavement, obviously injured severely, yet no paramedics or officers would approach.
It doesnât take long to see why, thereâs about four or five bodies of different emergency responders sprawled out around the site. Standing on top of the car is another person, no doubt the one responsible for the whole mess. Probably some attention seeking, wannabe supervillain, Kaz scoffed internally. What a pain.
He glanced down at his hand, the golden lion ring sparkling in the sunlight. None of the cityâs typical heroes had shown up yet⌠why not give his new abilities a real-world trial? He manipulated the light around him, making himself invisible to everyone else, sneaking past the officers and their barricade, walking straight towards the figure on top of the car.
Open to everyone, even if weâve never interacted. I love new people!!!! As always ocs and canon characters welcome :))
Hopefully this is open enough for you to insert your character anywhere. I wrote this with some random generic NPC villain in mind but if you wanted your character to be the villain please go ahead it would be fun.
NPT: @variousvossivixens @merrymoony @winter-solstice-soldier @floralramblings (Ask to be added!)
The villain is a young woman, she looks like shes been drenched in paint that seems to be moving around. She holds a giant double sided battle axe that looks way too heavy for a person of her size. Her heads back as she laughs like a maniac at the carnage she's caused, not yet noticing Kazimir.
"See what you've made me do? Man what a spectacle! Now I've got even more people I gotta make into corpses!"
Kazimir cringes as he comes around behind her, sheâs no doubt completely off her rocker. He fires a beam of light into her back then creates a few ropes to pull the axe out of her hand.
As he attacks, the invisibility fades and Color can see a strangely familiar man in front of her. Only this man is lacking his 2 pairs of wings and the glowing scars sheâs used to. Heâs also a lot less flamboyant⌠it actually makes regular Kaz seem like a real fruit basket in retrospect.
She yelps in suprise at the attack, stumbling forward and barely managing to stay atop the car as her weapon is ripped away. "Hey!"
She turns to look at her attacker, having every intention of yelling at them, at least until she sees who it is. "Oh. Uh-" She laughs awkwardly, the fighting stance immediately relaxing to something more casual and almost shy. "Heyyyy... see- uh- funny story. They deserved it?"
He just stares at this crazy woman and motions to the body of a paramedic on the ground. âMost of them were just trying to help⌠as people would when a psycho decides to randomly attacks the public!â
Taking advantage of her sudden switch in demeanor, he pushes her to the ground and tries to pin her hands behind her back.
"If they didnt want to die they shouldn't have taken a picture of me without my permission! Its rude!" She frowns at the body. "Oh that one I just didnt like being interrupted. Also rude."
She yelps again as shes tackled. She whines before giggling. "Oh wait... thats not a disguise is it?" She stands back up, pushing him off with no effort. "Awww you're so cute!! Did you get some magic too? Thats awesome!" She stomps down harshly on his back then dashes to pick her axe back up. "Well let's get a look at you. What can you do, Dazzle?"
âYou canât just kill people for that- or for that either!â
He groans as she stomps on his back, channeling his energy to heal himself and staggers back to his feet. He has no idea what sheâs even saying, itâs probably just the ramblings of a psychotic woman anyways, so he ignores her. Instead he throws a few beams of light directly into her face.
She rolls to duck out of the way. "Ooh light beams! Very nice. Aim could use some work though. Hit me harder Kazimir! Is this amateur hour?" She giggles, darting toward him and kicking his legs to try and knock him down.
He growls, quickly growing frustrated. He puts up a wall of light in front of him, cutting through her leg as she kicks him, he stumbles backwards towards the edge of the car, jumping off before he falls.
âHow do you know my name?â It was possible she knew his name if she worked with law enforcement or followed court cases on the news, but that seemed highly unlikely. He vanishes again, only to reappear several feet away and make a laser beam to slice right through the car and Color.
She seems unfazed by the pain, even as a large amount of black blood spills from her leg. "Light wall! Very nice." She giggles as he appears near her, blocking the worst of the attack by using her giant axes blade as a shield, like she knew where he was aiming.
"Oh I know tons about you Kazzle Dazzle! I really would love to chat about it but you seem more interested in looking strong, yeah? Pretty par for the course though. Gonna be embarrassing when you lose~"
He snarls, but heâs not going to let her taunting actually get him. He doesnât need to kill her in order to win or be seen as a hero. Heâd already gotten way farther than anyone else whoâd tried to stop her anyways.
âWhatâs your deal? Killing somebody for taking your picture? Sure itâs creepy, but itâs not illegal. That sort of overreaction tells me you have some deep seated issues.â
"Oh yes, I'm a highly unstable individual. I'm well aware of my issues! But knowing em doesn't make me any less crazy!!" She giggles. "Really its your own fault for not being around to tell me to stop sooner. I wouldve considered listening if it was you... though, maybe not. You're not my dad or my boss."
âYouâre clearly a danger to society and need to be locked upâŚâ he mutters. âI donât know who you are, itâs not my job to stop you from doing obviously fucked up things.â he flashes her with a bright light and throws another beam at her while sheâs blinded. âBut it is my job to punish you for it.â
"Ugh" She groans in annoyance. "Its my job to punish you. You think you sound so cool, dont you?" The attack hurts, but in comparison to the attacks she faces normally even just sparring with his godly counterpart, its no worse then touching a hot dish. She lunges at him, actually putting in effort this time as she shoves his face into the ground, rests a knee on his back and her blade directly next to his neck. "And what did I say? We're chatting. That means no attacking."
He hisses in pain, letting out a short garbled cry, the taste of blood and dirt thick in his mouth. The world spins around him and black begins to soak into the edges of his vision. He focuses hard, healing his head as much as he can until things become clear again.
He grabs the blade of the axe, light pouring from his fingertips, the metal around them glowing bright red and liquifying under his touch.
âFine. If weâre going to talk then we talk. No weapons.â He murmurs, his voice muffled by the concrete heâs pressed into.
The air itself feels upset as she pulls whats left of her axe back and away from him. Her knees digs further into him before letting off as she stands up and backs off. "No! Oh Akeldama, I'm so sorry, look what he's done to you... its okay, I'll get you all fixed up, you'll be okay." Very clearly talking to the axe like its an injured child. She kisses the blade before putting it behind her where it just dissappears, like a character in a video game putting something in their inventory.
She stares at Kaz, stomping her foot like an upset child. "How dare you! Thats my favorite axe! I don't think I like this version of you very much." She crosses her arms, frowning. Her skin is a swirl of blues and reds and blacks. Hints of orange swirl around her face. "I'll talk but you owe me for hurting Akeldama."
Kaz pushes himself of the ground and dusts himself off. He watches her fawn and fret over the axe with furrowed brows. This woman was already giving him a headacheâŚ
âYou threaten me with a weapon and think Iâm not going to retaliate?â He rolls his eyes. âIf you care so much about it, keep it in a display instead of using it where itâs likely to be damaged.â He talks exactly how his counterpart does; every sentence is full of arrogance and entirely condescending.
"Not retaliate like that." She huffs, sounding every bit like a pissed off teenager. "A display?! Are you crazy? Never! I'd never leave any of my lovely weapons to fall into a state of disuse. Especially not Akeldama. Do you have any idea how many heads that thing has chopped off? Hundreds of thousands! Its a damn good axe!"
She leans against one of the cars in annoyance. "Whatever, you've never understood my weapons like I do. ...What exactly were we supposed to be talking about?"
After dealing with a particularly annoying attorney, Kaz wanted nothing more than to go home and relax. When he heard the sound of sirens and people shouting, he nearly kept on walking. Unfortunately, whatever was happening caused a big enough commotion that a small crowd had formed and blocked his path.
Pushing his way to to the center, Police had been setting up a barricade around what looked to be a car accident. In the middle of the road a white SUV sat totaled, the entire front of it smashed in like it had driven straight into a brick wall. Strangely, there werenât any other vehicle or building around that appeared to be damaged. The drivers side door was open, where a person lay draped halfway out onto the pavement, obviously injured severely, yet no paramedics or officers would approach.
It doesnât take long to see why, thereâs about four or five bodies of different emergency responders sprawled out around the site. Standing on top of the car is another person, no doubt the one responsible for the whole mess. Probably some attention seeking, wannabe supervillain, Kaz scoffed internally. What a pain.
He glanced down at his hand, the golden lion ring sparkling in the sunlight. None of the cityâs typical heroes had shown up yet⌠why not give his new abilities a real-world trial? He manipulated the light around him, making himself invisible to everyone else, sneaking past the officers and their barricade, walking straight towards the figure on top of the car.
Open to everyone, even if weâve never interacted. I love new people!!!! As always ocs and canon characters welcome :))
Hopefully this is open enough for you to insert your character anywhere. I wrote this with some random generic NPC villain in mind but if you wanted your character to be the villain please go ahead it would be fun.
NPT: @variousvossivixens @merrymoony @winter-solstice-soldier @floralramblings (Ask to be added!)
The villain is a young woman, she looks like shes been drenched in paint that seems to be moving around. She holds a giant double sided battle axe that looks way too heavy for a person of her size. Her heads back as she laughs like a maniac at the carnage she's caused, not yet noticing Kazimir.
"See what you've made me do? Man what a spectacle! Now I've got even more people I gotta make into corpses!"
Kazimir cringes as he comes around behind her, sheâs no doubt completely off her rocker. He fires a beam of light into her back then creates a few ropes to pull the axe out of her hand.
As he attacks, the invisibility fades and Color can see a strangely familiar man in front of her. Only this man is lacking his 2 pairs of wings and the glowing scars sheâs used to. Heâs also a lot less flamboyant⌠it actually makes regular Kaz seem like a real fruit basket in retrospect.
She yelps in suprise at the attack, stumbling forward and barely managing to stay atop the car as her weapon is ripped away. "Hey!"
She turns to look at her attacker, having every intention of yelling at them, at least until she sees who it is. "Oh. Uh-" She laughs awkwardly, the fighting stance immediately relaxing to something more casual and almost shy. "Heyyyy... see- uh- funny story. They deserved it?"
He just stares at this crazy woman and motions to the body of a paramedic on the ground. âMost of them were just trying to help⌠as people would when a psycho decides to randomly attacks the public!â
Taking advantage of her sudden switch in demeanor, he pushes her to the ground and tries to pin her hands behind her back.
"If they didnt want to die they shouldn't have taken a picture of me without my permission! Its rude!" She frowns at the body. "Oh that one I just didnt like being interrupted. Also rude."
She yelps again as shes tackled. She whines before giggling. "Oh wait... thats not a disguise is it?" She stands back up, pushing him off with no effort. "Awww you're so cute!! Did you get some magic too? Thats awesome!" She stomps down harshly on his back then dashes to pick her axe back up. "Well let's get a look at you. What can you do, Dazzle?"
âYou canât just kill people for that- or for that either!â
He groans as she stomps on his back, channeling his energy to heal himself and staggers back to his feet. He has no idea what sheâs even saying, itâs probably just the ramblings of a psychotic woman anyways, so he ignores her. Instead he throws a few beams of light directly into her face.
She rolls to duck out of the way. "Ooh light beams! Very nice. Aim could use some work though. Hit me harder Kazimir! Is this amateur hour?" She giggles, darting toward him and kicking his legs to try and knock him down.
He growls, quickly growing frustrated. He puts up a wall of light in front of him, cutting through her leg as she kicks him, he stumbles backwards towards the edge of the car, jumping off before he falls.
âHow do you know my name?â It was possible she knew his name if she worked with law enforcement or followed court cases on the news, but that seemed highly unlikely. He vanishes again, only to reappear several feet away and make a laser beam to slice right through the car and Color.
She seems unfazed by the pain, even as a large amount of black blood spills from her leg. "Light wall! Very nice." She giggles as he appears near her, blocking the worst of the attack by using her giant axes blade as a shield, like she knew where he was aiming.
"Oh I know tons about you Kazzle Dazzle! I really would love to chat about it but you seem more interested in looking strong, yeah? Pretty par for the course though. Gonna be embarrassing when you lose~"
He snarls, but heâs not going to let her taunting actually get him. He doesnât need to kill her in order to win or be seen as a hero. Heâd already gotten way farther than anyone else whoâd tried to stop her anyways.
âWhatâs your deal? Killing somebody for taking your picture? Sure itâs creepy, but itâs not illegal. That sort of overreaction tells me you have some deep seated issues.â
"Oh yes, I'm a highly unstable individual. I'm well aware of my issues! But knowing em doesn't make me any less crazy!!" She giggles. "Really its your own fault for not being around to tell me to stop sooner. I wouldve considered listening if it was you... though, maybe not. You're not my dad or my boss."
âYouâre clearly a danger to society and need to be locked upâŚâ he mutters. âI donât know who you are, itâs not my job to stop you from doing obviously fucked up things.â he flashes her with a bright light and throws another beam at her while sheâs blinded. âBut it is my job to punish you for it.â
"Ugh" She groans in annoyance. "Its my job to punish you. You think you sound so cool, dont you?" The attack hurts, but in comparison to the attacks she faces normally even just sparring with his godly counterpart, its no worse then touching a hot dish. She lunges at him, actually putting in effort this time as she shoves his face into the ground, rests a knee on his back and her blade directly next to his neck. "And what did I say? We're chatting. That means no attacking."
He hisses in pain, letting out a short garbled cry, the taste of blood and dirt thick in his mouth. The world spins around him and black begins to soak into the edges of his vision. He focuses hard, healing his head as much as he can until things become clear again.
He grabs the blade of the axe, light pouring from his fingertips, the metal around them glowing bright red and liquifying under his touch.
âFine. If weâre going to talk then we talk. No weapons.â He murmurs, his voice muffled by the concrete heâs pressed into.
The air itself feels upset as she pulls whats left of her axe back and away from him. Her knees digs further into him before letting off as she stands up and backs off. "No! Oh Akeldama, I'm so sorry, look what he's done to you... its okay, I'll get you all fixed up, you'll be okay." Very clearly talking to the axe like its an injured child. She kisses the blade before putting it behind her where it just dissappears, like a character in a video game putting something in their inventory.
She stares at Kaz, stomping her foot like an upset child. "How dare you! Thats my favorite axe! I don't think I like this version of you very much." She crosses her arms, frowning. Her skin is a swirl of blues and reds and blacks. Hints of orange swirl around her face. "I'll talk but you owe me for hurting Akeldama."
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After dealing with a particularly annoying attorney, Kaz wanted nothing more than to go home and relax. When he heard the sound of sirens and people shouting, he nearly kept on walking. Unfortunately, whatever was happening caused a big enough commotion that a small crowd had formed and blocked his path.
Pushing his way to to the center, Police had been setting up a barricade around what looked to be a car accident. In the middle of the road a white SUV sat totaled, the entire front of it smashed in like it had driven straight into a brick wall. Strangely, there werenât any other vehicle or building around that appeared to be damaged. The drivers side door was open, where a person lay draped halfway out onto the pavement, obviously injured severely, yet no paramedics or officers would approach.
It doesnât take long to see why, thereâs about four or five bodies of different emergency responders sprawled out around the site. Standing on top of the car is another person, no doubt the one responsible for the whole mess. Probably some attention seeking, wannabe supervillain, Kaz scoffed internally. What a pain.
He glanced down at his hand, the golden lion ring sparkling in the sunlight. None of the cityâs typical heroes had shown up yet⌠why not give his new abilities a real-world trial? He manipulated the light around him, making himself invisible to everyone else, sneaking past the officers and their barricade, walking straight towards the figure on top of the car.
Open to everyone, even if weâve never interacted. I love new people!!!! As always ocs and canon characters welcome :))
Hopefully this is open enough for you to insert your character anywhere. I wrote this with some random generic NPC villain in mind but if you wanted your character to be the villain please go ahead it would be fun.
NPT: @variousvossivixens @merrymoony @winter-solstice-soldier @floralramblings (Ask to be added!)
The villain is a young woman, she looks like shes been drenched in paint that seems to be moving around. She holds a giant double sided battle axe that looks way too heavy for a person of her size. Her heads back as she laughs like a maniac at the carnage she's caused, not yet noticing Kazimir.
"See what you've made me do? Man what a spectacle! Now I've got even more people I gotta make into corpses!"
Kazimir cringes as he comes around behind her, sheâs no doubt completely off her rocker. He fires a beam of light into her back then creates a few ropes to pull the axe out of her hand.
As he attacks, the invisibility fades and Color can see a strangely familiar man in front of her. Only this man is lacking his 2 pairs of wings and the glowing scars sheâs used to. Heâs also a lot less flamboyant⌠it actually makes regular Kaz seem like a real fruit basket in retrospect.
She yelps in suprise at the attack, stumbling forward and barely managing to stay atop the car as her weapon is ripped away. "Hey!"
She turns to look at her attacker, having every intention of yelling at them, at least until she sees who it is. "Oh. Uh-" She laughs awkwardly, the fighting stance immediately relaxing to something more casual and almost shy. "Heyyyy... see- uh- funny story. They deserved it?"
He just stares at this crazy woman and motions to the body of a paramedic on the ground. âMost of them were just trying to help⌠as people would when a psycho decides to randomly attacks the public!â
Taking advantage of her sudden switch in demeanor, he pushes her to the ground and tries to pin her hands behind her back.
"If they didnt want to die they shouldn't have taken a picture of me without my permission! Its rude!" She frowns at the body. "Oh that one I just didnt like being interrupted. Also rude."
She yelps again as shes tackled. She whines before giggling. "Oh wait... thats not a disguise is it?" She stands back up, pushing him off with no effort. "Awww you're so cute!! Did you get some magic too? Thats awesome!" She stomps down harshly on his back then dashes to pick her axe back up. "Well let's get a look at you. What can you do, Dazzle?"
âYou canât just kill people for that- or for that either!â
He groans as she stomps on his back, channeling his energy to heal himself and staggers back to his feet. He has no idea what sheâs even saying, itâs probably just the ramblings of a psychotic woman anyways, so he ignores her. Instead he throws a few beams of light directly into her face.
She rolls to duck out of the way. "Ooh light beams! Very nice. Aim could use some work though. Hit me harder Kazimir! Is this amateur hour?" She giggles, darting toward him and kicking his legs to try and knock him down.
He growls, quickly growing frustrated. He puts up a wall of light in front of him, cutting through her leg as she kicks him, he stumbles backwards towards the edge of the car, jumping off before he falls.
âHow do you know my name?â It was possible she knew his name if she worked with law enforcement or followed court cases on the news, but that seemed highly unlikely. He vanishes again, only to reappear several feet away and make a laser beam to slice right through the car and Color.
She seems unfazed by the pain, even as a large amount of black blood spills from her leg. "Light wall! Very nice." She giggles as he appears near her, blocking the worst of the attack by using her giant axes blade as a shield, like she knew where he was aiming.
"Oh I know tons about you Kazzle Dazzle! I really would love to chat about it but you seem more interested in looking strong, yeah? Pretty par for the course though. Gonna be embarrassing when you lose~"
He snarls, but heâs not going to let her taunting actually get him. He doesnât need to kill her in order to win or be seen as a hero. Heâd already gotten way farther than anyone else whoâd tried to stop her anyways.
âWhatâs your deal? Killing somebody for taking your picture? Sure itâs creepy, but itâs not illegal. That sort of overreaction tells me you have some deep seated issues.â
"Oh yes, I'm a highly unstable individual. I'm well aware of my issues! But knowing em doesn't make me any less crazy!!" She giggles. "Really its your own fault for not being around to tell me to stop sooner. I wouldve considered listening if it was you... though, maybe not. You're not my dad or my boss."
âYouâre clearly a danger to society and need to be locked upâŚâ he mutters. âI donât know who you are, itâs not my job to stop you from doing obviously fucked up things.â he flashes her with a bright light and throws another beam at her while sheâs blinded. âBut it is my job to punish you for it.â
"Ugh" She groans in annoyance. "Its my job to punish you. You think you sound so cool, dont you?" The attack hurts, but in comparison to the attacks she faces normally even just sparring with his godly counterpart, its no worse then touching a hot dish. She lunges at him, actually putting in effort this time as she shoves his face into the ground, rests a knee on his back and her blade directly next to his neck. "And what did I say? We're chatting. That means no attacking."
After dealing with a particularly annoying attorney, Kaz wanted nothing more than to go home and relax. When he heard the sound of sirens and people shouting, he nearly kept on walking. Unfortunately, whatever was happening caused a big enough commotion that a small crowd had formed and blocked his path.
Pushing his way to to the center, Police had been setting up a barricade around what looked to be a car accident. In the middle of the road a white SUV sat totaled, the entire front of it smashed in like it had driven straight into a brick wall. Strangely, there werenât any other vehicle or building around that appeared to be damaged. The drivers side door was open, where a person lay draped halfway out onto the pavement, obviously injured severely, yet no paramedics or officers would approach.
It doesnât take long to see why, thereâs about four or five bodies of different emergency responders sprawled out around the site. Standing on top of the car is another person, no doubt the one responsible for the whole mess. Probably some attention seeking, wannabe supervillain, Kaz scoffed internally. What a pain.
He glanced down at his hand, the golden lion ring sparkling in the sunlight. None of the cityâs typical heroes had shown up yet⌠why not give his new abilities a real-world trial? He manipulated the light around him, making himself invisible to everyone else, sneaking past the officers and their barricade, walking straight towards the figure on top of the car.
Open to everyone, even if weâve never interacted. I love new people!!!! As always ocs and canon characters welcome :))
Hopefully this is open enough for you to insert your character anywhere. I wrote this with some random generic NPC villain in mind but if you wanted your character to be the villain please go ahead it would be fun.
NPT: @variousvossivixens @merrymoony @winter-solstice-soldier @floralramblings (Ask to be added!)
The villain is a young woman, she looks like shes been drenched in paint that seems to be moving around. She holds a giant double sided battle axe that looks way too heavy for a person of her size. Her heads back as she laughs like a maniac at the carnage she's caused, not yet noticing Kazimir.
"See what you've made me do? Man what a spectacle! Now I've got even more people I gotta make into corpses!"
Kazimir cringes as he comes around behind her, sheâs no doubt completely off her rocker. He fires a beam of light into her back then creates a few ropes to pull the axe out of her hand.
As he attacks, the invisibility fades and Color can see a strangely familiar man in front of her. Only this man is lacking his 2 pairs of wings and the glowing scars sheâs used to. Heâs also a lot less flamboyant⌠it actually makes regular Kaz seem like a real fruit basket in retrospect.
She yelps in suprise at the attack, stumbling forward and barely managing to stay atop the car as her weapon is ripped away. "Hey!"
She turns to look at her attacker, having every intention of yelling at them, at least until she sees who it is. "Oh. Uh-" She laughs awkwardly, the fighting stance immediately relaxing to something more casual and almost shy. "Heyyyy... see- uh- funny story. They deserved it?"
He just stares at this crazy woman and motions to the body of a paramedic on the ground. âMost of them were just trying to help⌠as people would when a psycho decides to randomly attacks the public!â
Taking advantage of her sudden switch in demeanor, he pushes her to the ground and tries to pin her hands behind her back.
"If they didnt want to die they shouldn't have taken a picture of me without my permission! Its rude!" She frowns at the body. "Oh that one I just didnt like being interrupted. Also rude."
She yelps again as shes tackled. She whines before giggling. "Oh wait... thats not a disguise is it?" She stands back up, pushing him off with no effort. "Awww you're so cute!! Did you get some magic too? Thats awesome!" She stomps down harshly on his back then dashes to pick her axe back up. "Well let's get a look at you. What can you do, Dazzle?"
âYou canât just kill people for that- or for that either!â
He groans as she stomps on his back, channeling his energy to heal himself and staggers back to his feet. He has no idea what sheâs even saying, itâs probably just the ramblings of a psychotic woman anyways, so he ignores her. Instead he throws a few beams of light directly into her face.
She rolls to duck out of the way. "Ooh light beams! Very nice. Aim could use some work though. Hit me harder Kazimir! Is this amateur hour?" She giggles, darting toward him and kicking his legs to try and knock him down.
He growls, quickly growing frustrated. He puts up a wall of light in front of him, cutting through her leg as she kicks him, he stumbles backwards towards the edge of the car, jumping off before he falls.
âHow do you know my name?â It was possible she knew his name if she worked with law enforcement or followed court cases on the news, but that seemed highly unlikely. He vanishes again, only to reappear several feet away and make a laser beam to slice right through the car and Color.
She seems unfazed by the pain, even as a large amount of black blood spills from her leg. "Light wall! Very nice." She giggles as he appears near her, blocking the worst of the attack by using her giant axes blade as a shield, like she knew where he was aiming.
"Oh I know tons about you Kazzle Dazzle! I really would love to chat about it but you seem more interested in looking strong, yeah? Pretty par for the course though. Gonna be embarrassing when you lose~"
He snarls, but heâs not going to let her taunting actually get him. He doesnât need to kill her in order to win or be seen as a hero. Heâd already gotten way farther than anyone else whoâd tried to stop her anyways.
âWhatâs your deal? Killing somebody for taking your picture? Sure itâs creepy, but itâs not illegal. That sort of overreaction tells me you have some deep seated issues.â
"Oh yes, I'm a highly unstable individual. I'm well aware of my issues! But knowing em doesn't make me any less crazy!!" She giggles. "Really its your own fault for not being around to tell me to stop sooner. I wouldve considered listening if it was you... though, maybe not. You're not my dad or my boss."
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