#deathbykonami

"what the fuck are you on about ?"

"What the hell do you want?~"

She hadn’t ever gotten drunk before, but part of her should have guessed that it wasn’t a good idea. If she had been comfortable, relaxed, maybe. Maybe it would have been a different night for her. But she never was. She was always tense. Paranoid. That would never change. 

But now it was even more so, and Jan had made the worst decision possible by taking her out to a public place. His flirtatious tendencies had gone from annoying to disgusting in her current state. Judgement clouded, she jumped to conclusions. 

“W-wait! Come on, bitch! What the fuck are you doing?!" the vampire spat out, coughing as the massive hand had him pinned on the bar counter by his neck, all eyes turned towards the two of them, shocked and frightened by the scene before them.

“D..Don’t lie to me!" she growled, voice struggling to form proper words through the slur that had developed after a drink too many "Y.You vanted to fuck her didn’t you? You vanted to pin her down and make her scream!”

"H-hey! No! You’ve got this all wrong you crazy ginger dyke" he laughed nervously "I wouldn’t do anything like that!"

She snarled, throwing the tanned skinned vampire the wall behind her, shattering the glass of framed pictures and causing quite a few of the people surrounding them to scream in shock.

"Of course not. Not in front of your commander you vouldn’t!" She pulled her combat knife out of her pocket, murder aflame in her green and grey eyes "God knows vhat I vould do vith you had you raped her! Zat’s vhat you vanted, vasn’t it? I know zat look! Don’t lie to me!”

“Zorin! Calm your tits! For fuck’s sake!”

"DON’T TELL ME VHAT TO DO!"

((Whoops sorry I’m so late to the party))

Opinion on;

Character in general: I should not like Jan’s character as much as I do. He’s a completely awful person in all ways, yet somehow that just adds to his psychotic charm. Not that I’d ever want to meet him in real life, just admire them at a distance.How they play them: Pretty spot on! You’ve got Jan’s way of talking to an almost scary natural ability, and everything you make him say I can clearly hear inside my head. My only complaint is that you tend to make him more bark than bite, but I guess that’s just the different way we see him.The Mun: Oh fuck, where do you want me to even start with you? Well, first off, the obvious: I love you. I love you to goddamn pieces, everything about you that there is. You’ve been there for me when no one else has, from when I’ve been a blubbering stressed mess to those days where I’ve lashed out at everyone like they were all out for my skin. You’ve put up with all my shit, seen sides of me that no one else will know, and yet you still claim one day after another that I’m perfect. I wouldn’t trade anything in the world for what you’ve given me, even with hundreds of miles between us. I love you. And the day where I finally get to kiss you is going to be the best day of my life. 

Do I:

RP with them: Yup!Want to RP with them: Always!

What is my;

((i’m really no good at hiding my tracks i’m i ? …)

hmp.

The irritated sound left his lips as he opened his pack of cigarettes that he swore he had only bought yesterday, dissatisfied that there wasn't a single spare one to be found. Strange. He had counted for enough to at least last him through the day. Of course, it was only then that he realized the most probable source of his problem. Jan.

▼ - Childhood headcanon

Most of Heidi (or Zorin’s, depending on your preference) was one that rested in self-loathing and fear of the world around her.

There was one instance in elementary school, however, where she snapped in a violent outburst after having been beaten by a schoolyard bully. Unfortunately, she ended up killing the boy without meaning to, and has never received formal education  since then. 

In the much later years of her childhood, she made a failed attempt at suicide. 

☮ - Friendship headcanon

Zorin has, unsurprisingly, very little experience in the realm of friendship. She has no idea how to manage them for the most part, and is more likely to treat her friends as if they were pets of some sort, even going far as to stroke them when they’re upset.She constantly worries over them as fragile beings, never confident that they can handle any situation by themselves, and fears often that she may not see them the next day.

She also can be extremely possessive, questioning and threatening any other person they may interact with. Part of this, however, stems from the fact that she doesn’t trust anyone but herself to be near them.

No matter what, if someone ever succeeds in somehow connecting to the illusionist on an emotional level, she will cherish that bond beyond anything else, since it is a near impossible thing to do. 

♦ - Emotional headcanon

Despite all her strength and rage that she constantly has no problem showing to the world, few will ever know that behind the beast of anger lies a very self destructive personality and a major depressive disorder.

She has little motivation outside of an occasional burst of anger or the thought of killing her next pathetic enemy that stands in her way. She finds pleasure in very few activities besides those which release her frustration,  sometimes stays sleepless for days on end, is constantly agitated, has problem making important decisions between logic and emotion, and has an unhealthily low level of self esteem. On the very worst of days, she tells herself that the only reason she is still living and fighting is to spite those who once stood in her way.

This side of her, however, is one that she would never show to the world. Better to be a feral beast than to simply mope around in her misery. She is a fighter till the bitter end. 

☆ - Appearence headcanon