EVERYBODY PANIC !

✗ ✗ Indie RP Blog for Zuttankarmen, the Great Mask Demon, from Patapon.

Will have bloody and gorey scenes.

Will RP with anyone. Any fandom, any character.

OC friendly!!

RPs in paragraph format. 

Mun is very friendly!!

"I’d hate to get this damned dress messy, cause then I have to clean it! When I clean it I’ll be in my boxers! NO ONE WANTS TO SEE THESE BOXERS!"

"Missed me again!" she called out, simply side stepping to avoid the dagger. Was he even really trying to kill her at this point? Cmon, that was so lame.

The bounty hunter heard his target shout out and smiled in victory saying to Pip, "Told ya so, we are so going to have lunch tonight~" The little electronic friend let out a a groan as Captain's electronic eyes went to work scanning her equipment a small progress bar of analyzing her stance and what not and when it finished...

???

That was all. Three question marks. His high tech eyes failing him was so confusing to the augmented human that he simply stared in confusion before looking at some other bystander that began to run away vitals specs, danger level, and other stats showing up as it scanned him.

"Huh? Why can't I scan her?" He asked pip looking back at Jinx again achieving the same result. This annoyed the Captain whatever,-

"Captain." Pip said interrupting his thoughts.

"What?" He replied fiddling with the built in combat assistant. He had to figure out what was wrong?

"Aaawww! That's no fun! I don't like waiting, you know!" she replied in a mock upset voice, "How about this..."

"How about you just die, huh?!" she yelled, instantly blasting a rocket towards the two of them. She wasn't about to wait! Like who would do something like that? And why did her stats even matter, all they'd say is just... 'Super awesome and explosive! Kaboom!' 

"Welp, that's just what happened, gunguy! Not much to it. Got bored, thought it'd be a great idea to blow up the neighboring city, and here we are!" she exclaimed, "Like... Boom!"

She couldn't help but think he was trying to turn her bored-ness into something deeper. She wasn't tortured, or upset by Zaun into making her this way. Really! 

Silently, she sat in one of the darker alleyways of Piltover. The symphonies of her gears had dwindled to short, slow ticks, the gears of her body barely twitching. Although experiencing a lack of energy the automaton could not bring herself to turn the golden key on her back. Her hands shook, fumbling in the dust around her, but refusing to reach backwards.

"Jinx," she murmured the name, the word screeching from her metal. "Jinx," she repeated, this time clearer. Her slow speech became an odd chant, continuously repeating the name.

But her Jinx was nowhere to be found.

Orianna had encountered many Jinxs stumbling around, but none of them were her’s. None of them held the cocky grin, the raucous laughter. They were only copies.

"Jinx." For a final time she spoke her name. The glow of her eyes dimmed "Jinx," she mumbled. "Return."

Her boots tapped on the concrete below them as she walked the streets. Where had she gone? Nobody really knew. Not even her. But what she did know, is that this place was probably super boring without her there. And upon her return, while she knew she had to return the place to it's former chaotic and panicked state...

She had something, er, someone else on her mind.

Did Orianna miss her at all, she wondered? It was kind of something that Jinx didn't want to focus on, but Orianna was one of her friends. That sounded strange in her head, considering she never really had friends, but that didn't make it any less true.

As she turned a corner, she heard mumbling. In a familiar voice, no less. And what was it she heard? Her name?

♕ ♆ Indie RP blog for Lord Ignis from the work in progress game ‘Friends’

Will RP with literally anyone. Any fandom, any character at all.

Mutiverse.

Very OC friendly!

Paragraph formatat all times.

Mun is very friendly!!

Just a forewarning, there will be Blood, Gore, Death, and possible spoilers for'Friends'. You have been warned.

○ ○ ○ An indie RP blog for Tele from the work in progress game ‘Friends’

Will RP with literally anyone. Any fandom, any character at all.

Mutiverse.

Very OC friendly!

Paragraph format at all times.

Mun is very friendly!!

"Whoops, looks like you missed!" she teased, definitely knowing he did it on purpose. "I guess you probably couldn't hit me though! It's normal! Don't feel too bad about it!"

She desperately wanted to see him try, but she guessed if he was going to be so attached to that frilly maid's dress it was futile. Either way though, wouldn't hurt to try.

"Welllll... I just always enjoyed destroying things! I've been doing it for as long as I remember! But then again, that isn't a very long period of time, haha!" she laughed a bit, before realizing what she though he was trying to do. "Hey... why are you so curious all of a sudden?"

Vi turned her head at the sound of the menace’s voice, her eyebrows shooting upwards as she caught sight of the object—was that Orianna’s ball?—being whipped in her direction. Quickly sidestepping to evade the impact, Vi looked towards the braided terrorist and sighed. 

Jinx huffed. She was starting to get bored. She had expected a chase, especially considering the fact that she had been planning this for awhile. It had been quite a long time since she had even really seen Vi, considering she was being summoned left and right this whole week.

Daggers in the form of her cold, violet glare were shot at the terrorist, her teeth moving to dig into her lip to keep herself grounded. The familiar taste of blood filled her senses, and while Vi knew it’d be safer to just lash out and avoid damaging her skin at her own hand, she refused. Too long she had been berated for her stupid, impulsive decisions to chase the braided terror around blindly and she would take no more of it. Fuck punching her to the ends of Runeterra, Vi’s pride would no longer be bruised by criticism.

Oh, but it was so hard.

"You, shut the fuck up," she called out, her fists steaming as if readying to launch her body forward. "I’m doing my fucking job by not egging you on, you piece of shit! Now get the fuck out of here and terrorize another city! I’ll kill your shitty self another day!" Vi shifted on her feet, her heels lifting and ready to jump up and swat her from her perch atop the building.

She put her hand on her chin, and pretended to think, before pretending to have an idea. "How about... Nah!" she called out, sticking out her tongue and blowing a little raspberry at her.

She quickly regained herself from her position on the floor, and hopped up back into standing in front of him. "Haha, that's even funnier! You think you can kill me! Haha... nah. I doubt that!"