brighter than stars

both twins have a lifeforce absorption quirk, Troy’s can only take from Tyreen. Ty can take and give, but will only personally give to her brother bc fuk u nerds

Tyreen’s quirk activated in utero, so she tried to absorb Troy. The result is him missing an arm (he never bothered with a prosthetic until their Villain arc) and she still has a very nasty scar on her hip (think All Might’s stomach type scarring)

they grew up way out in the russian wilderness, but have an american accent bc Typhon was american, Leda was russian, but died so early in their life that the accent didn’t keep

as pre-teens, they slipped out of their father’s grasp and ran away, raising themselves on the streets

picked up and learned many languages from pan-handling, making their way to Japan after hearing about AFO

looking to be the next top dogs as villains, making a name for themselves as the Calypso Twins

honestly not much changed from their normal verse, but they just aren’t hunting vaults and vault monsters

they WILL kill human monsters without hesitation tho

a sigh. they’re related alright. paint stained hands scrub down her face carefully avoiding artfully smudged eyeliner. how does she get into these messes? “you are absolutely right. I’m not. which is why I give zero fucks if anything on this hellscape planet tries to unalive you. honestly I’d probably laugh about it”

“Unfortunatley for both of us I do give a fuck about the incessant whining the walking tree you happen to share dna with is going to subject me to if something does.” lets not get into hypotheticals about revenge plots. “ so please. pipe down. cut the sass and step away from the electrified fucking cactus.”

"Wish for it all you like, nothing will ever make it come true.” Much like a petulant child, Tyreen crosses her arms over her chest, rolling her eyes. If no creature could handle her on Nekrotafeyo, Pandora’s desert wildlife stood even less a chance. Did she not know who she was talking to? Raw, Siren power was scary, but what Ty did... that was what nightmares were made of.

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“I’ve told you COV pikers before, I’m not fuckin’ interested in-”

Boganella stopped her angry response to the group’s approach when she realized who was heading it. “Oh holy fuckin’ shit.”

“Whaddup bitches? Or in this case, I guess it’s just ‘bitch’.”

Unprompted anon - Always accepting!

“I... guess?”

                         You should see me in a 𝖈𝖗𝖔𝖜𝖓

                                              Your 𝓼𝓲𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓮 is my favorite sound

                                          Watch me make 'em bow

                                 o̶n̶e̶       by        𝕠𝕟𝕖        by        o͓̽n͓̽e͓̽

“every once in a while is fine; as a treat.” 

theres a long pause followed by an amused little snort. a quizzical look on her face. these insults are really hit and miss. like—-get good bruh. “not the worst thing i’ve been called but gold star for effort there.” ah yes the muli-functional golf clap as she crouches down, debating the idea of jumping down like he’s trying real hard to goad her into. “Look , I may be a bitch but i’m not a dumb bitch. wanna leave room for our underworld overlord and savior ya feel?”

as if she hasn’t had to watch maya disintegrate on loop everywhere she goes with stupid sound affects for. oh god so long she should be entitled to financial compensation. a power-free fight to the death would suffice in its place——-and his teeth. but thats just the tinge of psycho that rubbed off on her in her godchild days talking. point being; shes well aware distance is her friend here.

“but y’know since you wanna see me up close and personal so bad i’m sure i can swing it. this is gonna be sweet so keep your eye on the skag.” milo stands back up, finger gunning at her creation, “oh yeah—-might wanna cover your ears too~~” she suggests with a very fair three second grace period before she snaps her fingers and consuelo dissapears in a flash of light and a loud boom.

“Eh, everyone has dumb bitch moments, but you shouldn’t hog ‘em all, y’know.”

Three seconds was not, in fact, a fair grace period. He barely has time to catch what she’s said before he begins reaching for his ears, but it’s too late. Everything goes white, then grey. Not a single detail of the previous skyline can be seen, and the only thing he can hear is a loud, but fading ring.

“SON OF A BITCH!” 

Scrubbing his hands over his face, he’s careful not to agitate the mods in his skin, pulling at his eyes as vague shapes come back into view. His eyes are bloodshot and the taller of the Calypso twins is more pissed that real tears are sullying his eye sockets than the fact he was temporarily blinded.