Announcements: Finding Universes to Join (and making yours more visible!) » Guide To Universes On RPG » Member Shoutout Thread » Starter Locations & Prompts for Newcomers » RPG Chat — the official app » USERNAME CHANGES » Suggestions & Requests: THE MASTER THREAD »

Latest Discussions: Adapa Adapa's for adapa » To the Rich Men North of Richmond » Shake Senora » Good Morning RPG! » Ramblings of a Madman: American History Unkempt » Site Revitalization » Map Making Resources » Lost Poetry » Wishes » Ring of Invisibility » Seeking Roleplayer for Rumple/Mr. Gold from Once Upon a Time » Some political parody for these trying times » What dinosaur are you? » So, I have an Etsy » Train Poetry I » Joker » D&D Alignment Chart: How To Get A Theorem Named After You » Dungeon23 : Creative Challenge » Returning User - Is it dead? » Twelve Days of Christmas »

Players Wanted: Seeking long-term rp partners for MxM » We grown out here, bby » [MxF] Ruining Beauty / Beauty x Bastard » Minecraft Rp Help Wanted » CALL FOR WITNESSES: The Public v Zosimos » Social Immortal: A Vampire Only Soiree [The Multiverse] » XENOMORPH EDM TOUR Feat. Synthe Gridd: Get Your Tickets! » Aishna: Tower of Desire » Looking for fellow RPGers/Characters » looking for a RP partner (ABO/BL) » Looking for a long term roleplay partner » Explore the World of Boruto with Our Roleplaying Group on FB » More Jedi, Sith, and Imperials needed! » Role-player's Wanted » OSR Armchair Warrior looking for Kin » Friday the 13th Fun, Anyone? » Writers Wanted! » Long term partner to play an older male wanted » DEAD! » Looking for new RP Buddy(s)! »

0
followers
follow

Minato Zillis

"..."

0 · 521 views · located in Gray

a character in “Try Me”, as played by Black

Description

Minato Zillis
Image


Nickname: Some refer to him as Zillis.
"Call me anything you like."

Gender: Male
"Last time I checked I was..."

Age: 16
"I'm the youngest member."

Sexuality: Bisexual
""...I'm not that picky."

Love Interest: None at the moment.
"I guess I just haven't met the right person yet."

Personality: They say that it is the quietest ones who you need to be weary off, Minato is no exception to this saying. He comes accross as an extremely shy child, who knows nothing about the world around him and relies on his friends to guide him through life; he cannot survive by himself. While Minato isn't exactly quiet around those he knows, he doesn't attempt to start up a conversation, neither does he want to go near a stranger. He can seem a little pathetic as he always needs someone by his side otherwise he will become paranoid and terrified, especially when it's dark. He hates the dark so much as he fears that something is lurking within the shadows, waiting for the right time in order to snatch him up. He blocks out the world with music, always seen with headphones in his ears which are loud enough to stop any other sounds from entering them. Minato has found a way around not being able to hear things; he can lip read, from a great distance too. He can come accross as rather stubborn as well, since he doesn't like trying new things or acting out of intstructions from others on his side, he believes that he cannot do anything right himself and thus is stuck in a state of self-loathing.
"You can't trust someone you just met."

However, behind this innocent front lies a deadly foe which is not to be underestimated at any time. Though many do not know about this side or never see them, thus they just consider what they see of Minato to be the only truth about him. Minato is a master actor, capeable of adapting to any situation whilst keeping his cool, this is what makes him so deadly. Due to past events in Minato's life, he has become a rather dark and mentally ill person, though he has never been declared insane. A sociapathic killer who is able to continue a life of crime without even being suspected an inch. Minato is extremely intelligent and uses his calculative mind to plan out things before they happen, no he is not psychic but he is able to almost tell his victim's next actions; call it experience or not but it does not change the fact that this is a dangerous trait he has. When he plans such things, he ensures that the evidence he plants on his victims, point to a completely innocent person, who then has to serve life in jail. Minato is slightly sadistic too, with his twisted mind he usually creates 'art' with his victims, though such things are not to be repeated, but one can only imagine what sick things his victims are put through. Minato actually suffers from depression, which is typical for someone who remains cheerful or quiet most of the time. His mood swings don't necesarrily affect his act, but sometimes they do; at one point Minato can be extremely cheerful but then he might suddenly go quiet. But never once has he ever let his act slip and reveal his true personality and identity, some might compliment him upon this as he, despite his ill mind, he is able to keep up an act. It takes skill, skill which Minato has pleanty of.
"Huh, what? That's not nice to say about someone!"

Power: Minato's power revolves around the creation of small glowing blue butterflies. While they appear delicate with every beat of their wings, the creatures are created for the soul purpose of destruction. Like a plague of locust, they swarm a person and devour their flesh, stripping it from their bones in a matter of minutes. They leave only bones and eat tissue, organs and muscle. The creation of these creatures can be anything from a single butterfly to fifteen, depending on how much energy Minato has. If he is weak then he can create only one or two of them, however if he himself is bursting full of energy then he can create a deadly swarm. Their appearance matches their endurance, the creatures are delicate and can be squashed easily but created just as easy. They remain under full control of Minato to avoid anyone from being eaten who Minato doesn't want them to, however they might try and latch themselves onto someone else if not told before otherwise. The butterflies usually work in a swarm and will deal with one person rather than spreading themselves and attacking many at once. They do not stop until their victim is completely devoured, they are dangerous creatures which should not be judged by their harmless apparance -- just like Minato.
"Butterflies? They wouldn't hurt anyone, they can't."

Goals: Minato -- despite his twisted mind -- he hates chaos, ergo he hates the Martyoshka. He wishes for the creatures to be destroyed and to crawl back out of whatever hole they came from. He finds them disgusting, however his innocence just believes the creatures to be confused and in need of help, he will even retaliate when someone tries to kill them -- or at least cry. Minato really wishes for them to all be dealt with so that they can move on and leave the city, thus allowing him to continue on with his life and his killings with his new found power. He's also very interested in how his power really works and what the benifits of it are.
"Don't hurt the Martyoshka, they are just misunderstood and need our help!"

History: His mother was a drug and sex addict who fell in love with a man she met at a bar. Thoguh it was not real love, it could never be, he abused her and she cheated on him many times. They were the worst together. She became pregnant with his child though and strung him into a full time commited relationship. She cared not for her child's health and continued her acts of drug taking and alcohol abuse, he stayed by her side all the way through it though. The trauma of child birth was too much for her body to handle and thus as her baby was brought into the world, she left it.

Minato had his fair share of trauma in his life, he would never remember his mother but he will clearly remember his father. After his mother's death, his father was the one to raise him. His life with his father was far from pleasent, Minato would be close to starvation most of the time; he was always the thinnest and palest boy around. His father also sexually abused him as well as just general abuse, Minato still has the psychical and mental scars from the time spent with his father. He never regained the weight he lost either, nor did his skin colour change dramatically.

At the age of just thirteen, Minato grew tired of his father's actions and his constant bringing home of girls. So he went into his father's room whilst he and he latest fling were downstairs and rummaged through the draws to find the gun he kept within them. Minato held no sense of hesitation as he went downstairs and shot his father in the back of the head; he even laughed, enjoying the strange sense of finally being rid of his father. The girl screamed and managed to knock the gun out of Minato's hands, picking up the phone and dialling the police. Minato chased her into the kitchen and drew a knife from the block, throwing it at her and striking her in the shoulder. She fell to the ground, the phone rolling from her hand whilst being still dialled. He stood over her and yanked the knife from her flesh before bringing it down once again and continiously stabbing until she was nothing more than a mutilated body with no real identity any more.
Image
Minato lived by himself for a while (a few days) until the police turned up in search for the missing girl, by then he had gotten rid of the bodies by burrying them within the garden and clearing up all evidence of the events which took place. Minato stated that he hadn't seen his father for almost a week, bursting out into tears which were all too believable and earned the sympathy of the force. They promised to find his father immediately. For a week they searched but never found, only to return to an empty house; Minato was gone. They wrote it down as a kidnapping since everything in the house had been left, including Minato's clothes.

The boy ran away taking nothing but the gun and a knife strapped to his leg in order to keep himself safe, he couldn't help but laugh though. The thirteen year old had turned into a monster and no one even saw it coming. For a few years he traveled from family to family, they couldn't say no to his innocent face. However wherever he went, death would follow, the families would be murdered in the most horrible of ways, Minato the only survivor. When the police came, Minato was found crying inside a closet, shaking and clutching onto a photograph of the family he was with. He claimed that his father had tracked him down here and murdered the family, although no prints were found on any of the weapons used; not even Minato's. They could only believe the boy as they considered him all too young and too upset to do anything like hurting his adpotive family.

When Minato was sixteen, he was living with his twenty first family and had just left school. He wanted to go into the police force, telling them that he would be able to track his father and bring him to justice if he was on the team. Everyone looked to Minato with admiration and awe about how the boy could be so optomistic about his apparent situation, everyone knew of his story but yet they still wanted him in their family despite the danger. Minato did just what he said and joined the police force, being put on a special rooky team and almost immediately being preped to be dispatched somewhere far away. Minato didn't mind, he was happy to be accepted so quickly despite his history. Working on the force was the most unsuspicious thing a criminal like him could do. No killer would ever dream of getting that close to their enemy, but Minato did.

Five of them were dispatched to the city of Grey, where they saw something inhumane. Countless teens with black markings and hoodies, running around and causing chaos. No one knew the cause but the team tried so very hard to restore order, but it proved pointless. They were told to stay in the city by their boss and thus had to take up residence, when they drank the water enough times -- they gained powers, ones which would now be used to combat the Martyoshka. Minato also inherited powers and inside grew excited about using them to cause more pain and suffering than ever before, he was a twisted person. However on the outside he played the part of an innocent teen who didn't want to hurt anyone or anything, even if it was their job.
"Um, my life was fine, really... It doesn't bother me that my father is trying to kill me, I will catch him one day. He's a bad person, bad peoeple always loose."

Other: Like I stated, everyone knows about Minato's history, including those on the Secret Police. So they might be a bit suspicious of him or be sympathetic towards him, or even manage to uncover the truth. Either is fine or perhaps they just don't care. Minato has only used his power once, but not in front of anyone from the force so they would not know about his power and what it does, Minato refuses to use it (in front of them anyway).
"I can't use my powers to hurt people! That's not good!"

Theme Songs:
30 Seconds to Mars - Beautiful Lie
It's the perfect denial. ‖ It's time to forget about the past, To wash away what happened last.
Mike Snow - Animal
In your eyes I see the eyes of somebody I knew before. ‖ I change shapes just to hide in this place.
Daughtry - All These Lives
You're not a person; you're a disease. ‖ All these lives that you've been taking. ‖ Broken homes from separation.
Avenged Sevenfold - Bat Country
Too many doses and I'm starting to get an attraction. ‖ No one can save me and you know I don't want the attention.
Blue October - Hate Me
I have to block out thoughts of you, so I don't lose my head. ‖ Dropping little reels of tape, to remind me that I'm alone.

So begins...

Minato Zillis's Story

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Kurosu Lourdes Character Portrait: Minato Zillis Character Portrait: Character Portrait: Character Portrait: Character Portrait:
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Black
Minato Zillis

The world seemed to halt for a mere moment as the final strands of light disappeared over the horizon, the sun retreating for today. Everyone knew it would be back, but the night ahead would seem like a life time; one best spent inside. The people stared out through the small cracks in their curtains, horrified by the final disappearance of the sun. The street-lights flickered on, giving off a little light on the streets below, but even that wasn't enough to brace the city for what was about to happen. In fact, many wished it would be total darkness so they couldn't see their faces. The faces of chaos itself, every night it was the same and they knew that this night would not differ. For too long now, everything remained the same -- the same scene playing out night after night. Those who caused the chaos would fight against the few brave souls who wanted order, but perhaps they were just stupid and not in the least bit brave. Never the less, the streets would become a war zone at night. Minato Zillis, a shy young teen with cobalt blue hair and an innocent appearance but a dark core; was always caught in the middle of this war, but by choice. He fought long and hard for order, upon the side which called themselves the Secret Police. Anyone would question his motives and all Minato could answer was that it was his job. Sent in with four others, his and their job was to defeat the Martyoshka at all costs. All costs.

Minato stood within the safety of the shadows, concealing himself from the eyes of the enemy as well as his allies. His eyes adjusted quickly to the darkness and could easily pick out a few Martyoshka running along the streets in front. All around him the chaos could be heard for miles, but to Minato it was muted. Muted by the small round disks, no larger than a two pence coin, tucked neatly into his ears and covered by a layer of blue hair. A few creatures run straight in front of him, the black markings upon their pale faces going by with a blur. He knew it was them though, no one painted black markings on their own face, it was an effect from the radiation. Minato had also suffered from the radiation leak in the water, however his suffering gave birth to a rather unique trait. He held out his hand and created a small glowing blue butterfly in it, sending it forward by a swift movement of his hand. The insect flapped gracefully towards the Martyoshka, latching itself onto it's leg and began gnawing away at the skin. The Martyoshka let out a small yelp of pain mixed with confusion, stopping their running with their friend and looking down at their leg at the delicate creature. They didn't hesitate to squash the thing, it's crumpled body falling to the ground but leaving a large hole in their leg where one could clearly see the white of the bones where the flesh had been stripped. It was bleeding rather badly too. Both Martyoshka knew not what to do but wrapped a spare bit of cloth around the wound and continued running, well one ran whilst the other limped.

Stepping out from the shadows and into the dimly lit streets -- an improvement but not by much -- Minato wandered down them, ignoring all who sped past him, eager to cause chaos in some form or another. He rose up both hands and rested them over the metal disks, pushing them into his ears more as to drown out the insane cries of the nocturnal vermin which inhabited this city. He had no destination in mind, closing his eyes and allowing himself to be guided purely by instinct, though he just ended up walking in a straight line. He opened his eyes to note that the Martyoshka he had been travelling with had gone onwards down the street, their legs disappearing just over the horizon. Minato could not understand why they were so eager, he was eager to rid the city of them and move on, but not that eager that he'd disregard all logic and randomly charge into battle. His colleagues were sometimes overly excited, although most of them were insane in one way or another, hearing voices in their heads and those voices even taking the form of real people by possession. That was another thing Minato couldn't understand, but perhaps it was another side effect of the radiation. He was already slightly insane so the mutation had not occurred within his mind. Perhaps that was a good thing.

Though Minato didn't hear the sound through the music he had playing, the movement from above easily caught his eye. A figure dressed in a white suit, leaping from building to building and keeping up a steady pace despite the moderately large gaps between. Usually such a thing would be classed as a stupid thing to do, but here, walking was a stupid thing to do. Besides, Minato knew this person and upon knowing him, he understood that he could pull off such a action. Kurosu was his name, the eldest and most experience of the five sent into the city, he was rather dangerous to Minato due to his intelligence and usually Minato would keep away from him at all costs, but if he did that now then it would seem suspicious. Without really realizing, Minato began running to keep up with his colleague on the roof but remained on the ground. He followed him for a while but remained quiet and sticking to the shadows in order to not be seen by Kurosu, just in case he looked down.

Eventually when he noticed that Kurosu was slightly slowing down, Minato walked out into the street and looked up. He seemed to be that he only just noticed Kurosu and there was no real evidence that Minato was following him. "Kuro-sama!" Minato sang in an airy voice, knowing that he hated nicknames; the exact reason why Minato used them. However it clearly appeared that the boy didn't know that such a thing annoyed Kurosu. Minato took out the headphones and clipped them onto the lapels of his blazer and started to climb up the building to get to Kurosu, confident that he would have stopped running and waited for Minato. His body was weak as it always had been, he had no real muscles or even the tissue to create those muscles. Climbing wasn't a strong point for Minato at all, but he managed to do it, struggling onto the roof and doubling over panting heavily.

"Kuro-sama," Minato said through pants and coughs, until he finally managed to catch his breath and straighten himself up. He gave a cheerful, innocent smile to Kurosu, jogging a few steps towards him but keeping a respectable distance between them both. "You're gonna go kill some Martyoshka now aren't you?" Minato's face quickly adopted a disappointed and sad look. "Please don't..." he pleaded, averting his eyes to the ground below. "Can't we just call everyone together and arrange a new way to go about dealing with them rather than just mercilessly killing?" Minato bit down on his lip a little, drawing blood and discreetly savouring the coppery taste on his tongue.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Kurosu Lourdes Character Portrait: Minato Zillis Character Portrait: Character Portrait: Character Portrait: Character Portrait:
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Black
Minato Zillis

Minato shifted uncomfortably on his feet, the cold stare of Kurosu was somewhat unnerving to the innocent boy. Heck, it would be strange if it had no affect on him what-so-ever. "Kill?" Kurosu said in his usual emotionless tone, Minato's eyes wandered to rest upon those of the other. "No." Kurosu turned away from Minato, leaving the boy to wonder in silence about his colleagues true intentions. The boy loved killing, it was a sick hobby of his which he kept hidden away from the truth. Kurosu had to love killing too right, the Martyoshka were no longer human so there should be no regret when ending their lives. Either way, killing them was fun. Minato visibly frowned, though Kurosu wouldn't have seen it with his back to the boy. "... Listen carefully." Kurosu started, Minato wiping the frown from his face and replacing it with a concentrated look. "Our purpose is to instill order, not to massacre children." Kurosu turned back around to stare at Minato, his eyes locking with his. They held no emotion, but were deadly serious and somewhat intimidating. Minato nodded. "We contain those not yet degenerated, And exterminate only the insane. Understand?" Minato nodded again, sighing under his breath. He hated the way Kurosu talked to him, however behind the sigh were the disappointed thoughts of Minato. He was disappointed about Kurosu's views about not killing. A shame really as he could have become a valuable ally.

Kurosu's grip relaxed on his crowbar, a dangerous weapon but one what's use was wasted on someone who didn't want to cause any harm. Minato could clearly see that his colleague seemed deep in thought, about what though he wasn't sure. Kurosu turned back around and began staring out to the neighborhood. Minato sighed once again under his breath, plugging one earphone into his ear and defeating the silence with the sound of music. He could not hear what was going on around him, which was probably a good thing as the vicious cries of the insane carried on through the night. "Why are you alone?" Minato could just hear the low voice of Kurosu through his other, unblocked ear. "Where are the others?" Minato had to think for a moment about his answer, his eyes drifted around his surroundings and noticing a few Maryoshka hanging around in a group. They were all examining the leg of one of them, the same one Minato had attacked earlier. He thought nothing of them and turned his attention back on Kurosu; leaving him without an answer would not be good. Minato merely shrugged, "They all left me long ago." he spoke in a tone which seemed unphased by his group's apparent actions. Although truth be told, Minato did a few jobs by himself without informing his other members. No one would find any evidence though, the bones had been properly disposed off. Now Minato frowned, however desperate he was to smile. "I thought I could hang around with you though, Kuro-sama!" his face brightened up and Minato ran towards his friend, standing next to him and looking out to the horizon. He knew not what he was looking for or what Kurosu was trying to find in the city; perhaps a new target. "What are we looking at?" Minato asked, allowing his gaze to wander to Kurosu's own eyes.

Suddenly he caught a small movement of light from not too far away. It was down a dark alleyway and thus the light was easily picked out from a hight. The light had been emitted from fire and Minato knew this by the redish glow it had to it. Though it disappeared quickly, leaving the streets as dark as ever. "What do you think that was?" Minato had an idea, though he wanted Kurosu's opinion on it. "Let's check it out!" Minato exclaimed, jumping with much effort onto the next building, he turned back and faced Kurosu. "Come on Kuro-sama!" Minato giggled lightly to himself and plugged the other earphone into his ear. He gazed forward at the next building, realizing that he wouldn't be able to make such a jump. Sighing under his breath, Minato wandered over to the edge of the roof and bent over, glancing down at the ground below. It was fairly high up and jumping down might not be such a good idea, they had powers but they weren't super-human. Minato decided he would wait for orders from Kurosu and thus returned his gaze to the other, watching him with dull grey eyes which were full of admiration.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Kurosu Lourdes Character Portrait: Minato Zillis Character Portrait: Kuragai Smith Character Portrait: Zachari Tye Character Portrait: Piki Carhop Character Portrait:
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Zachari Tye

What do you think you're doing?! Let me out, I'll kill 'em all! Marc was not giving up, and that's what Zachari was scared of. He could usually control his other side when he was alone, but the more people he was with, the more likely he was to end up snapping. And that was something he didn't want to happen. Not again. He wouldn't let anyone else get hurt because of Marc. Zachari couldn't let that happen. "You're fixing the greenery, what do you think you're doing?" It was that annoying Matryoshka from earlier, and while Zachari wasn't one hundred percent sure what he was saying, he knew that Marc was just getting more and more annoyed. The Matryoshka stole someone's weapon, a gun if Zachari's eyes were correct, and then ran over. Let me out! I can still take him! Marc, this is where you shut up. Zachari let his sword disappear as the Matryoshka stopped in front of him.

"Goodb--Ugh, hello, sweeties!" What? Wait, I think I'm seeing a pattern, Zachari thought. What pattern? He's fucking insane! He doesn't have a pattern! Shut the hell up, Marc, or I swear to God I'm going to run away and lock myself in an empty room. Just try! You know I'll be able to break out! And that was the cause of many of Zachari's headaches. Suddenly he swore as the crazy Matryoshka (Zachari decided that he was going to be called Annoyance) grabbed his arm. "Pik...a...chu..." Annoyance said, trailing off. What, cat got your effing tongue? Marc hissed. "Piku! Piko! Pikachu! Creature! You can't come!" Does that mean he wants her to follow us? Wait, where is he bringing me?! Zachari tried to pull away, but he was never very good at hand-to-hand combat. He quickly found himself in the middle of an alleyway. Again. Shoved to the ground. Great....

"You're so constructive! It's really pleasing." Is he insulting us? Who cares?! Let's kill him and stick his head on a pike outside the city gates! The city doesn't have gates. ...So? "Sit down!" Annoyance shouted, lightly kicking Zachari in the leg. So he wants us to do something...? Good! Let's rip him apart and feed him to a wild animal! For the life of God, shut up! "Now don't do anything!" See, he wants us to do something! Suddenly a fireball was thrown towards Annoyance, probably from Kuragai, but before anyone could react another Matryoshka threw herself in front of it to save 'Boss'. That's her nickname for Annoyance? Really?

"So this guy is our arch-rival huh? I like it. When do we get to flog him?" It was another Matryoshka, the one Annoyance had called earlier. Piku? Piko? Pikachu? Obviously even Annoyance didn't know her name, so Zachari figured it didn't really matter what he called her. Why are you worrying so much? You should be busy trying to kill them! They want to flog you, idiot! Marc was practically shouting now, and there was a huge headache that refused to go away. Zachari wasn't an idiot; he knew he had maybe five more minutes before Marc was able to take over. Less if he got into a fight. "Shit!" Piku shouted as a fireball flew towards her, hitting her bat and burning her hands and arms a little. "Which one do you want me to handle, Boss?" Piku asked, obviously referring to the two Secret Police. No way am I letting myself get beaten by some chick! Marc was stronger then usual. It had to be because of earlier, Zachari thought, backing away from everyone a little, holding his head.

What, afraid you're going to loose it? Bah, like you have anything let to loose. You're the most pathetic thing here. You should just let me take over forever. You'd like that, wouldn't you? I can't let you do that, though... I can't. Why not? What do you owe these people? Hell, they aren't even people. We'd be doing the world good! If we get rid of them, then we'll never have to worry again! Just... Shut up. I'm the one in control, not you. I have more power then you! You didn't answer my question. Why are you so worried about these people?! B-Because! I can't let you kill them, even if they are Matryoshka. You can't just go around and kill people, Marc. Why not? That's what I did to Kyle, remember?

"Kyle was different, damn it! You don't understand, Marc! You don't fucking understand!" Zachari shouted, backing up even more and falling to the ground, holding his head. "So what do you say?" He barely heard the words, but Marc did. The other side laughed evilly as Zachari started to loose control, screaming as he fought for dominance in his own head. Say goodbye to your friends, because this is the last time you'll ever see them. N... No...

Marc

Marc laughed as he stood up, brown eyes gleaming with bloodlust. Not even waiting, he created his axe again, swinging it a few times before laughing. "Zachari tried to stop me from playing with you, but he can't stop me. No one can stop me. I'm too damn powerful for you fucking Matryoshka." Marc pointed the axe towards Annoyance. "So then, which one of you freaks want to die fist?" He didn't wait for an answer, just shoved his free hand towards Annoyance so that a small spear made out of his red aura flew towards Annoyance. "Seems like you're volunteered, Annoyance!" Marc let out another cackle. "Now let's fucking fight, freak show!"

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Kurosu Lourdes Character Portrait: Minato Zillis Character Portrait: Kuragai Smith Character Portrait: Zachari Tye Character Portrait: Piki Carhop Character Portrait:
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Piki Carhop

Piki's eyes went straight to Fancy apprentice, who's name was apparently Kura, as he spoke. She listened with a small smile on her face, gripping the bat tightly. She didn't like him very much right now. Not only for burning her bat, but for being so annoying. And people thought the Matryoshka were bad! She laughed slightly, but suddenly froze. What was that word that he said? Was it... Her? Piki's eye twitched and she gripped her bat tighter. He didn't just say that. He wasn't that stupid... Oh, but he did.

"I am a boy, thank you! Do not refer to me as a girl!" She yelled the words in an angry voice, "Just because a guy is gay does NOT mean you have any right to call him a girl. It's just wrong!" She crossed her arms; glaring. How dare they assume that she was a girl just because she was kind of girly. She most certainly was not a girl. She was a boy... Who was very girly. She turned away just as she heard Mr. Fancy Pants speak up... That name was too long... Maybe she would just say Fancy.

She was hit with a sudden fear as she watch Fancy scream as though he had been murdered. Her eyes widened, and, for a moment, she was frozen. She watched as he walked over to Boss and pointed a magic spear at him. She could do nothing. She was horrified of that scream. Was he in pain? Was something wrong? She shook it off slightly as she watched Boss get up. She listened to him ramble, not really paying that much attention. Most of her attention was still on Fancy. He was her arch-rival, so it was normal to be scared of him. But now, she almost began to feel... Bad. She didn't know why, but that moment when he scream... He had the most pitiful look on his face. Like a dog begging for its life after being hit by a car... It was something she had a vague memory of, but she didn't know where from.

Get a grip Binary... It's just a facial expression! There's no need to feel so weird about it... Just move on! You need to help Boss!
She screamed the words in her head and ripped her gaze away from Fancy. Now, she looked to Boss. As she listened to him finish a sentence, she felt odd. How could he be so calm? After nearly getting killed, twice, how? She frowned. She wanted to stay calm too... Suddenly, she saw it though. The stutter in his voice, the look in his eyes, he was scared. For just a moment, it made her shake, just a little, not much. If Boss was scared... That meant...

She suddenly smiled, and started to laugh. "Oi, oi, Boss, you aren't scared of him, are you?" It was her way of coping. "Because, if you are, then run! I'll hold him back or something! I can do that!" She laughed a little more, eyes still filled with the same horror as earlier. Fancy was a lot scary than he appeared to be. Her eyes went to Pinky Kitty as she attacked Kura. She scowled now. Show off. Her mind growled. She annoys me. I dislike her... Maybe she'll die fighting Kura Fancy Apprentice or something. Now the jealousy was getting to her. She turned to Boss as he approached her.

"You don't remember when you said who do I want you to handle?" "I don't want you to hit the blond one."
She felt a little confused for a moment. He wanted her to attack Kura then? Suddenly, it hit her like a brick... He wanted her to attack Fancy. He was talking backwards. Like kids who would always say it was opposite day back in elementary school. But wait... If he was always talking backwards... That meant...

"So... You never wanted to be my friend, eh Boss?" She suddenly looked scarily serious. If he talked backwards, yes meant no. She frowned. What a joke. She sighed, but suddenly smiled and started laughing. "Too bad! You still don't get a choice! So run along now Boss man! I'll handle Fancy Rival here and then I will FORCE you to be my best friend!" She swung her bat over her shoulder. Fancy was still horrifying, and it was still obvious in her eyes just how scared she was. But now she had something to prove... She giggled slightly and looked down.

"When I die, laugh. I don't like funerals and I don't like crying!" She yelled the words and ran at the blonde man; smiling. Maybe she would die, and then Boss and Pinky Kitty would become best friends and laugh at her nonexistent funeral. That would be an alright way to go down. And at least it would be her arch rival, who was quite obviously the protagonist in this story (with she and Boss play the antagonistic duo) who killed her. She lifted her bat off of her shoulder and tossed it into her left hand. She winced slightly, the pain of the burns nearly making her drop the bat, but smiled soon enough. She grabbed it with both hands, jumped, and swung at Fancy, hoping to land a nice, knock out hit to the head.

"Nighty, night Fancy!"

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Kurosu Lourdes Character Portrait: Minato Zillis Character Portrait: Character Portrait: Character Portrait: Character Portrait:
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Stilts
Kurosu Lourdes

The dark of night had awoken the monsters. He could see them; shifting in and out of the feeble light the street lamps offered. They were louder now; wild, some screaming in joy- others in fear. This was the chaos of Gray.
The chaos they were to destroy.

"They all left me long ago." Minato's tone was nonchalant, and his words were probably over-exaggerated, but Kurosu understood the implications of what neglect could mean for someone in Minato's position. He would have to speak to the others about team protocol again..."I thought I could hang around with you though, Kuro-sama!" Where did that annoying name even come from? I did not asked to be addressed as that. The boy ran up to stand beside him. "What are we looking at?" Truthfully, Kurosu had been trying to figure a strategy for how they would progress through the streets. He could't continue on rooftop- definitely not now that Minato had joined him. It was dangerous on the ground; and Kurosu wasn't entirely sure how he would protect the both of them in his state if they encountered a mob. "Nothing." He replied, meeting Minato's dark gray eyes with disinterest. He couldn't simply tell the boy he was considered a burden; not when he had to work with him to ensure the team's safety.

Minato was distracted by something below them. Kurosu followed his gaze to witness a red light grow, and then fade in a manner of seconds within an alley only a few blocks from where they stood. Kuragai. It could not have been an explosion, as there was no sound; and the light was far too bright and short-lived for a routine trash fire. Kuragai was using his power; It was a fight. Having seen his comrade in action, he had no doubt in Kuragai's ability handle himself. "What do you think that was? Let's check it out!" Kurosu heard Minato's excited voice, and watched as he took a running start onto the neighboring building, landing much too heavily on his feet. He's going to get hurt..
"Come on Kuro-sama!" Kurosu gritted his teeth. That was it. His tone turned harshly acidic; "Would you refrain from calling me that?" The boy however, had put in his headphones right before Kurosu spoke. That agitating little...

Kurosu crossed the gap, and was about to confront Minato again when he heard the voices behind him. There was no mistaking the demented ramblings. Leaning slightly over the building's side, he could just make out a group of Matryoshka. One of them seemed to be injured, and bleeding profusely. Kurosu turned to Minato placing a finger to his lips, and walked carefully over to the other, noticing Minato regarding the next building with apprehension. He observed his companion's physique. How could it be the boy was chosen for this force when he was so... delicate? Kurosu grimaced and contemplated his options. They could not cross to the building in front nor behind; the only way was down. He sighed. I'm going to ruin another suit.

Kurosu opened his briefcase, retrieving a pair of leather gloves, and kneeled, putting them on. "Get on my back." He waited so the boy could take hold. "And hold this." He passed his briefcase back to Minato. At least he was light.
Luckily the Matryoshka had not noticed their passing earlier; he wasn't fond of the idea of descending five stories into a crazed pack. Kurosu let the crowbar fall into the dark alleyway before them. It clanked to the ground, slightly louder than the sounds of the city, but hopefully not enough to attract the attention of the children on the opposite side.
They descended cautiously as he found hand and foot holds in the wall of the building. Fortunately they were in the residency part of the city, where the buildings were slightly more ornate in their architecture; enough to allow Kurosu to gain precarious footing on the protruding sills. It was slow going- agonizingly slow, and every time Kurosu slid, the boy would clutch him harder; painfully reminding him of his injuries. Not all Matryoshka were small and weak...

Then he heard the gunshot.

There was no mistaking it- it resonated through the buildings as everything quieted for a moment. Kuragai? No. Kuragai did not have a gun. And the police did not roam at night... That meant-
Kurosu's descent changed as he hasted down the building, recklessly sliding and slowing their fall with jarring intervals. His feet hit the ground hard as he bent his knees to absorb some of their impact, running forward to scoop up his tool. Fortunately the boy had held on. Kurosu turned his head slightly to check if he was alright; "Are you injured? Can you keep up? ... Or do you need me to carry you?" They were wasting time; he did not have enough to organize an angle of approach; though the streets were treacherous they would have to just keep moving- quietly and fast. If the Matryoshka had possession of a loaded gun, things could get ugly real quick.
He was taking no chances.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Kurosu Lourdes Character Portrait: Minato Zillis Character Portrait: Kuragai Smith Character Portrait: Zachari Tye Character Portrait: Misa Harukan Character Portrait: Kyler Rocco
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Cazuki
Kuragai Smith

Kura smiled when he saw Zach get up, his eyes were a different colour now and it seemed he was now more like a demon than anything else.
"So you and i share the same trait..." he mumbled. Zach drew the red srua axe and tried to get Boss. Meanwhile Boss seemed to be... scared?
Look he's scared now! Just leave them alone!
"Good, i want to see more fear in those god forsaken eyes" Kura said, still smiling, he was really enjoying this but at the same time it felt sort of wrong as well, like a tiny bit of him, besides Idiot, was telling him he needed to stop this, he didn't listen. Boss pulled out a gun and Kura grimaced
"Damn" he said and as Boss fired at him he growled slightly, he sent a small fireball over to the bullet, setting it alight, making the casing start to dissolve, but it didn't dissolve completely, a small bit of the bullet still hit Kura, hitting the flaming rock hand, and making a slight hole in it.

You know when you wear a boxing glove and a rock flys at it, it doesn't hurt, or at least not as much as it would hitting your bare fist. Well, that wasn't the case with the flaming rock hand, it hurt like you were being hit if our bare fist was hit by a bullet.
"Guargh!" Kura shouted, moving his arm to a defensive postion, going diagonally left across his chest, though it was still far enough away that it didn't burn.
"Your my fight fire rock man. What do you say we have some fun?...Listen if you only pay attention to me then I will let you fight this battle with your magic! sound like a good deal. I would agree."

Kura raised the arm to see the pink-haired Matryoshka in front of him, trying to distract him from the others. Kura was faintly surprised, honestly he had thought that the Matryoshka didn't protect each other, moving together in packs like mindless animals but not for any logical reason, just following because the others did.
Hey Serious
Kura growled and snapped
"What!?"
Got ya! Idiot said laughing, the pain in the rock arm along with the distraction had enabled Idiot to take over without using the 'last resort'.

Secounds passed as Serious shouted endless curses at Idiot. But it was already done. Kura looked down at the pink-haired Matryoshka and gave a warm smiled
"There's no need anymore" he looked at his right fist, which was still blazing and sighed "i guess this thing scared you huh?" he said as he let the burning rock drop from his fist, coming off like molten sludge. As soon as it was off he looked back at the Matryoska "the name's... well i don't really have a name... but i guess you can call me Idiot..." he looked at the fight "this is getting out of hand"
Idoit i am going to kill you
"Hah ha! Try it Serious! You need to recharge and cool down!" Idiot mumbled
Bastard...

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Kurosu Lourdes Character Portrait: Minato Zillis Character Portrait: Character Portrait: Character Portrait: Character Portrait:
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Black
Minato Zillis

To say that Minato was surprised would be untrue, he knew Kurosu would follow him, despite the boy's name-calling. Minato regarded his colleague with a closed eye smile, noting that he was glancing down at the ground. The same place the injured Martyoshka was. Minato highly doubted that Kurosu would make the connection that he was the cause of the creature's suffering. The boy was too innocent to be suspected of anything. He couldn't even survive on his own, let alone injure someone else -- even if completely necessary. Minato's smile flashed maliciously, however returned to normal just as Kurosu turned to face him. He could just pick out the irritation in the other, though he knew full well that he wouldn't say anything to offend the young boy. Kurosu placed a finger to his lips, as if to silence any words from the boy. Though he didn't plan to say anything; the boy was enjoying the music pumping through his ears. He kept an eye on Kurosu though as to read the man's lips when he said something.

Kurosu bent down, searching through his briefcase for something. Minato wandered around to the front of him and watched him with curious eyes. The paranoia made Minato believe that his colleague had found out the truth and was about to draw a gun -- ending the boy's life. Minato removed his headphones and stared down, watching every movement of the male's hands. He pulled on some gloves and Minato took a cautious step back. A killer knew that gloves concealed police from tracking, they stopped finger prints from getting on anything they used. The boy's eyes narrowed slightly. "Get on my back." Kurosu instructed, Minato's gaze softened and he nodded, slowly walking behind Kurosu whilst keeping a fixed gaze on his actions. He was rather apprehensive about jumping onto his back. Being a rather paranoid person, it was easy for Minato to imagine Kurosu's plans of dropping him off the side of the building. That would surely kill him.

Minato shook his head and banished the worried thoughts from his mind. Kurosu wouldn't do something like that. He had no reason to believe that Minato was a cold hearted killer who murdered not only his own family, but his adoptive ones too. Not to mention a few extra people on the side. Minato wrapped his arms around Kurosu's neck rather tightly so that just in case his suspicions were correct -- it was unlikely that he would let go, if anything he would drag Kurosu down with him. "And hold this." He passed back the briefcase to the boy who reluctantly took it within one of his hands, keeping the other tightly locked around his colleague's neck. Tight enough to even chock the poor guy, though Minato had no real strength. He relied fully on weapons and intelligent plans to commit his crimes. If it ever came to a fight, Minato would loose.

Kurosu got to his feet with the boy on his back and walked over to the edge. Obviously the light-weight boy was no problem to carry. He dropped his crowbar to the alleyway floor below, a loud clatter resonated between the two walls. Luckily though it hadn't attracted any unwanted attention. The descent was painfully slow, although it made Minato feel slightly better about the situation. If Kurosu was trying to kill him, he wasn't doing it quick enough. Every time Kurosu slipped, Minato gripped tighter; both to the briefcase and around his neck. No matter how much Minato tried to assure himself, he couldn't help but think that Kurosu knew something, suspected him even just slightly. He was trying to kill him! No. He was trying to scare him. It wouldn't work though, not now, not ever. Minato put on a brave face and narrowed his eyes at the back of Kurosu's head, his harsh gaze boring into his very mind.

The sudden gunshot made Minato's heart skip a beat and quickly screw his eyes shut. His body raced and he was almost sure that he felt pain surging through it, though when he opened his eyes he found no wound. The gunshot had come from somewhere else, but somewhere near here. Perhaps a few blocks away. Kurosu's descent hastened and thus the slipping increased, stopped only by short pauses where he would regain his composure. Minato gripped on more tighter than ever before as Kurosu hit the ground, bending his knees to absorb the impact. A short breath of relief escaped the boy as he was just glad to be on the ground now; he didn't trust Kurosu, not one bit. As the male picked up his weapon, Minato relaxed his grip around his neck slightly and winced at the red mark he had left. He could only imagine what pain Kurosu might have gone through and Minato cursed himself at such an action. It would not be good for the boy's reputation.

Minato slid off his colleague's back and stood silently for a moment watching him. "Are you injured? Can you keep up? ... Or do you need me to carry you?" Kurosu asked as he tilted his head back to look at the boy. Minato shook his head, his eyes beginning to glisten with water slightly. "Kuro-sama," Minato gulped. "I'm so sorry." he referred to the harsh grip he had around his neck. Minato glanced down at the floor for a moment and held out the briefcase to Kurosu. He waited for him to take it and looked up, the fake tears becoming more apparent. He noticed a slight redish glow coming from his side, obviously also coming from a fire. "I can keep up." Minato stated, wiping the tears from his eyes on his blazer's sleeve and turning fully to face where the glow was coming from.

As soon as the glow faded, Minato sped off down the alleyways without waiting for further instruction. He twisted and turned until he came across a group of Maryoshka and two faces which he knew. Though most of them had their back to Minato, he could tell just who they were. Kuragai, one of the secret police, dropped a molten rock from his hand; confirming the boy's suspicion of the redish glow. Kuragai was using his power, however reckless he might be. Zachari was also there, though something seemed slightly off with him, the air around him didn't have the calming feel as it normally did. But then, he was in the middle of a fight. One Martyoshka, the nearest one to Minato, was sitting on the floor and merely watching the fight. Three more Martyoshka remained in the middle of it. One with blond hair, another with pink and the last had blue hair and holding a scorched baseball bat.

"Kura-chan!" Minato called out, though his voice wasn't airy and excited as before -- it was more panicked. No doubt he shouted loud enough to draw their attention and Minato took a cautious step back, glancing down at the ground for a moment and thinking about his options. He couldn't use his power in front of Kura and Zach, they didn't know about it and it was best to keep it that way. He told his fellow team members that he had not received any powers and was immune to whatever virus hit the city. A lie. Realizing that Minato had done a stupid move by getting their attention, he cursed himself under his breath and glanced around for help. However he had left Kurosu in such a rush that he wasn't here to help yet. "Kura-chan, you can't handle that many Martyoshka! Take Zach-san and run away from here!" Minato used a tactic to make the two disappear for a moment so that he could deal with the Martyoshka himself. Though he didn't know if the group would actually run away and leave the boy they deemed defenseless with a group of four enemies. He could handle them, well... probably not all of them but he could at least deal with one of them. With any luck, Zach and Kura would run away and take Minato with them, meet up with Kurosu and then the four of them could discuss a plan. The only thing standing in their way were the Martyoshka.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Kurosu Lourdes Character Portrait: Minato Zillis Character Portrait: Kuragai Smith Character Portrait: Zachari Tye Character Portrait: Piki Carhop Character Portrait:
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Zachari Tye

Annoyance avoided Marc's spear, but he seemed locked in place from shock. "Fight?" The idiot echoed, like Marc hadn't made his intentions perfectly clear. What do I have to do, make a neon sign? Marc thought to himself. Probably, considering how thick this one looks, Zachari replied. The usually dominate one had resigned himself to a backseat, and was now watching with some kind of morbid interest. If it got too violent he could always try to take over, but maybe these Matryoshka could actually handle themselves. I doubt it, Marc thought. "You losers aren't cheating now, are you?" What the hell is that supposed to mean, Marc thought. How could we cheat? Don't ask me. He's an idiot, remember? Good point.

Suddenly, Annoyance pointed his gun at Marc. Then, as if thinking over what he was doing, turned to point it at Kura. Doesn't he realize how stupid he's acting? He's a Matryoshka, not human. He doesn't realize how stupid he is constantly. Agreed. The only thing both Marc and Zachari could ever agree on was that they hated the Matryoshka, but part of it was out of some strange interest, at least on Zachari's part. Marc just wanted to kill them all, hopefully in the most blood and painful way possible. "This is organized! Shut up! Everyone stay here!" Annoyance shouted. See, he wants us to stay here to kick his ass, Marc thought. Idiot! Don't you realize he says the opposite of whatever he wants? There was silence on Marc's part, and Zachari realized that he caught on much faster then his other side had. A small victory, but you took what you got.

"I want to stay here," Annoyance muttered under his breath. He kept pointing his gun at the two Secret Police, or else Marc would have attacked him by now. As it was, the only thing stopping him from trying to attack anyway was Zachari, who was applying a little bit of pressure onto Marc, to make his movements a little more jerky and random then usual. It looked like, to the average viewer, that Marc was twitching every few seconds. What's stopping him from shooting one of us? Marc wondered silently. I don't know. If Zachari had been in control, he would have shrugged. Maybe he doesn't actually know how to use the gun? Please, who doesn't know how to use a gun in this day and age? Fine then. Maybe... The gun only has one bullet! Zachari realized. That would explain why Annoyance was looking so worried.

"Kyle! Right!" Said Matryoshka suddenly shouted. It was shocking enough to hear his name again that Zachari almost took control again. Almost. The crazy Matryoshka pointed to himself. "Kyle!" He said again. Yes, we got your point, Marc thought. What are you trying to do? Shut up! I want to hear him! "Not me! I mean, it is, but... You don't get it! Or, I mean, y-you do." There was a pause in Zachari's (currently Marc's) brain. Then Marc began to laugh, but mentally if that makes any sense. Even Zachari thought that Annoyance was being completely ridiculous. He doesn't even look like Kyle! Trust me, I won't ever remember that idiot's face. I know, right?... Wait, what the hell did you call Kyle?! An idiot, because he thought he could stop me. Another pause.

Zachari

"What the hell!?!" Zachari gained control in a moment of anger, and punched the wall with a fierce force, both of his hands smashing into the bricks. The aura weapons disappeared, Zachari not paying enough attention to anything else except trying to do as much damage to Marc as possible: in other words, hurting himself. What the hell are you doing?! You're hurting both of us! Marc shouted, mentally freaking out. "That's the point, damn it!" Zachari shouted back, slamming his fists onto the wall again. Around him, a small wave of green aura shot out from his anger, disappearing before it actually hit anyone. You're being stupid! He was just another phase, and was no good for you. I protect you! I make sure no one ever touches you! Without me, you'd be nowhere. Remember? I keep us safe. I keep us alive. "Shut up!"

"Nice getting to know you boss man. Hopefully I will return." Zachari hardly heard what the Matryoshka female said, didn't see her run off to (somewhat stupidly) attack Kura. She probably wasn't going to do any good, especially since Kura had such a versatile power, but that wasn't what was on his mind. No, Zachari was thinking about Kyle, and the grief running over him. The grief caused by Marc. "So... You never wanted to be my friend, eh Boss?" It was Piku, the one that was bothering Annoyance. She frowned, then suddenly started to laugh. What a freak, Marc thought. "Too bad! You still don't get a choice! So run along now Boss man! I'll handle Fancy Rival here and then I will FORCE you to be my best friend!" Zachari paused in his self-descrution, confused by the sudden shift in mood. What the hell is going on? That seemed to be Marc's most used sentence, though it was also something Zachari felt like saying.

"When I die, laugh. I don't like funerals and I don't like crying!" She laughed again and grabbed her baseball bat, wincing as the burns on her hands started to hurt. Well duh, Zachari thought as he turned around and lowered his bleeding hands a little, curiously looking at her. This is going to be interesting, he thought. Suddenly she flew towards him with said bat, trying to hit him in the head. "Nighty, night Fancy!" Marc and Zachari both swore, and Zachari leapt to one side, the bat coming down right where his head had been. Instead it connected with his shoulder, and Zachari let out a shout of pain.

"Kura-chan!" Someone suddenly shouted. It took Zachari a moment to recognize the voice. Minato, one of the other Secret Police. While Zachari had a slim build, Minato was much smaller. Marc mentally rolled his eyes. Great, someone else to kill, he thought. You aren't killing anyone, Zachari thought with a grimace. Backing up a few feet, Zachari forced himself to concentrate and made his sword again, pointing it towards Pikuo and narrowing his eyes. "Go away. I don't want to kill you, but Marc does. I'm giving you this chance to take your friends and leave. Now." Ignoring the ramblings of Marc, Zachari glanced back at Minato. He wasn't alone, though. "Kura-chan, you can't handle that many Martyoshka! Take Zach-san and run away from here!" What? Now, Minato had never been clear about what his power was (or even if he had a power), but it certainly wouldn't be good enough to fend off four of the insane Matryoshkas. Especially considering that they were like roaches, and refused to be killed.

"Minato... If we leave, we leave together," Zachari told him. More like we'll leave together, and I'll disappear before they realize I'm gone. Why? Don't want me attacking any of them? Marc's voice taunted Zachari, and the brown-eyed demon started to talk about all the ways he could kill people. Perhaps I'll make you eat them alive. I'm certain that the taste of human flesh will be quite enjoyable. Zachari grit his teeth as he closed his eyes, opening them up again as he created two more spears, glowing a bright green and easily illuminating the alley and all the people inside.

It was a strange picture, but it just fit. The three Matryoshka, all in various stages of attacking a Secret Police. Four Secret Police, two of them using their powers, the other two waiting to jump into the fray (more or less). If a regular citizen had been walking by, Zachari had no doubt that the man (or woman) would run away screaming. I know. I'll take Annoyance and eat his liver with some fava beans and a nice chianti. "Shut the fuck up Marc, or I swear I'm going to kill you!" Zachari shouted suddenly, even though he really couldn't kill Marc without killing himself. If Marc had been in control, he would have smiled his evil smile.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Kurosu Lourdes Character Portrait: Minato Zillis Character Portrait: Kuragai Smith Character Portrait: Zachari Tye Character Portrait: Kyler Rocco Character Portrait:
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Kyler Rocco

Kyler was a little speechless. He was relieved the bullet actually hit the Kura guy. He was. He didn't feel good about it, but it was a little less of an issue now. He could breathe. Moral issues were a bit of a problem, though. That cold, nagging feeling in the back of his brain almost made him want to take back the decision he made, but it would be too late either way. He turned and shoved the gun hastily into the brunette girl's hands. "I don't like this toy!" he shouted.

He was feeling tired. Tonight was not going the way he planned. But since when did Kyler ever plan to potentially get himself killed? Getting shot at or chased down by a couple over-weight cops who never busted a crime worse than petty theft was one thing--that was fun. Being surrounded by a bunch of weirdos (weirder than himself of course!) and cornered by cheaters with powers was a whole other thing. This was dangerous. This could actually spell out his end. These Secret Police guys were no funny business. He didn't want to back down, but this just wasn't fun anymore. And if he didn't want to do something, then why should he? Who's to judge him for leaving just because he wants to?--and no other reason, of course.

"Nice getting to know you boss man. Hopefully I will return." Confused, Kyler looked over at Kitty. What was she talking about? "Your my fight fire rock man. What do you say we have some fun?" She was gonna fight him? He didn't need all these dumb chicks fighting his fights! He could handle this! ...Okay, well, maybe he wouldn't object. Who was he to tell her not to risk her skin for him? But that was dirty thinking. He was no rat. He wouldn't protect her, but he didn't need protecting. She shouldn't risk her life for his. I know I'm awesome and all, but... He stepped forward, hesitantly, thinking he would stand in front of--or at least beside--her to face-off against them. That would be a bit more fair, wouldn't it? But another voice reminded him of his logic. "So... You never wanted to be my friend, eh Boss?" Pikachu? Did she get him? Finally, finally! he thought, almost grinning back at her. "Too bad! You still don't get a choice! So run along now Boss man! I'll handle Fancy Rival here and then I will FORCE you to be my best friend!When I die, laugh. I don't like funerals and I don't like crying!"

Kyler suddenly felt stuck in the middle again, looking around him. There were too many people doing too many things. He hated people! Why was he being surrounded with these lesser idiots?! He didn't want to deal with their emotions or be guilted by their actions! He wanted to just be with himself and nobody else. Maybe things never made sense to him anymore after becoming a Matryoshka, but at least things were slightly saner when he was just with himself. "Shut the fuck up Marc, or I swear I'm going to kill you!" Oh, and of course, how could he forget that guy? Spinning around, Kyler looked Zachari up and down, frowning. Was he even worth the amusement any more? These people were going to kill him and every other time failed anyway, so... No. He probably wasn't. My life's more important than his!

Kyler glared at Zachari as if the guy had just broken a promise to him. Huffing and taking one last look at everything around, seeing that the situation actually appeared to be dying down, Kyler took the chance to back away and duck out. "You people are too worth it!" he growled. On his way by, he bothered pausing by Zachari for just a moment, putting an L to his forehead. "Wiiinner," he snorted, before frowning even more. He really didn't want to just leave the guy who gave him more fun than any of the people he'd spoken to in a long time, but it wasn't exactly worth his head to keep him around. Sighing, he kept walking. "We'll see each other again." I'm going to avoid you like the plague, you bad-luck rodent. Then he took a few turns down a couple alleyways, ending up a few good yards away--safe enough to be by himself again.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Kurosu Lourdes Character Portrait: Minato Zillis Character Portrait: Kuragai Smith Character Portrait: Zachari Tye Character Portrait: Piki Carhop Character Portrait: Kyler Rocco
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Piki Carhop

Piki looked a little panicked when her bat actually hit Fancy. She hadn't expected to hit at all! She had expected to miss and then fail! She looked a little shocked to Pinky Kitty, who was fighting Kura off to the side. She felt a shiver run up her spine as a voice came out, weak, but unnerving. She turned her head and looked at the two from the corner of her eye. One didn't look dangerous, but who knew? She shook her head slightly, feeling odd... When she looked to Fancy next, she dropped her grin completely. Something was going on...

"Hey, Pinks... Head on..." She spoke the order in a normal voice, finally noticing what had happened to herself. Hurting Fancy effected her the way that blood did... It made her go back to normal, back to Piki. She glared a little as she saw Boss run off. There he went. She would have to find him later, then she could sort out the friend issue and try to figure out what was wrong with his speech habits, but for now...

"Go on Pinky, I've got this, go help Boss out. I'm sure he would like the company," Piki smiled slightly, in a very dark way. She wasn't happy right now, she wanted to be, but wasn't. It would be one against four if Pinky followed orders, which is what Piki was hoping for. Then she could get caught and figure out what this legion of Fancies was all about. She slung her bat over her shoulder and glared at Fancy all of a sudden.

"I've got a few questions I want to ask you..." She frowned. "That is, if you'll listen to someone as crazy as me." She smiled just a little, "Not that you don't have your problem, seeing how much you scream at imaginary beings."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Kurosu Lourdes Character Portrait: Minato Zillis Character Portrait: Kuragai Smith Character Portrait: Zachari Tye Character Portrait: Misa Harukan Character Portrait: Kyler Rocco
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Misa Harukan

Misa felt relieved yet stupid when the Fire guy changed. "There's no need anymore. The name's... well i don't really have a name... but i guess you can call me Idiot..." Misa's arms dropped and she felt as if she was stupid and did all her actions for nothing. Her eyes widened. She was so confused. She didn't understand what so called idiot was talking about. She started to think that the secret police are even more psycho and crazy then she was. W-what!? What is he talking about. Hes talking to himself. He gave up. Whats going on!? I'm even smarter then this idiot. Oh wait is that why he told me to call him idiot? Oh man I am stupid! Misa looked at the now calm guy she was about to fight. She shook her head. He was nice now. Her head was spinning. Her thoughts now clouded with confusion. She looked to the ground as she fixed her hoodie. "Interesting change Idiot." Misa looked back up and gave idiot a closed eye smile. She crossed her eyes and looked at him. "I thought I was gonna be a goner. Thanks for making me make an embarrassing speech you jerk!" Misa smiled. She was playing around with his idiot side. Trying to figure out what to do next. She then was fixated at two guys that came from the alleyway. She looked over to them with a confused look. Then she realized they were secret police. She sighed.

"Kura-chan, you can't handle that many Matryoshka! Take Zach-san and run away from here!"

Misa then felt pretty loved and proud. She was deemed as strong. She thought at least. She smiled then turn her look back to idiot. "Yes shoo shoo with your friends." Misa laughed as she as teasing the boy. "You better get Blue over there and get outta here, this might get messy if you stay. Hope we meet again soon!" Misa smiled at the suddenly sweet boy. She liked this side of him. She looked back at bluey. Her arch enemy. Due to the hogging of her best friend Kyler. Then she darted her attention back to idiot. She ran up to him and tackle hugged him before he could run off. "Bye idiot. Can't wait to see you again." She whispered in his ear and then released. She was being seductive in a way. She thought it was funny. She ran and held up a peace sign to him.

When she reached Piki aka Bluey, she stopped and listened. Misa was looking down at crazy fancy pants. She grinned at him. "Go on Pinky, I've got this, go help Boss out. I'm sure he would like the company" Misa looked over to Piki suddenly. Her eyes widened. Is she giving up that easily? Hmm there must be a catch. But lets take the opportunity. I would be the person to stay and help. But I'm not that type of person. Misa smiled and put her hand on Piki's shoulder. "Good luck Bluey. Stay safe. I will get Boss back here." Misa then dodged off in the direction she saw him walk off to out of the corner of her eye earlier. She looked down multiple alley ways and cupped her mouth. Her voice sweet but loud. "Boss!" Finally away from the crazies and back to a normal person I actually like. Where is that isolated boy? She looked down one alley and spotted him. Bingo. Hope he doesn't dislike my company to much. Misa ran up to him and tackled him with a hug.

"I'm back. I didn't die I guess." Misa giggled and blushed at her embarrassment. Her hug was tight and warm. She then released him and went to his side. "So avoiding people eh? I wont let you leave that easily." Misa smiled as she looked over to him. Her smile was a warm closed eye smile. She was calm now that she was out of battle. She was her normal self.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Kurosu Lourdes Character Portrait: Minato Zillis Character Portrait: Character Portrait: Character Portrait: Character Portrait:
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Black
Minato Zillis

The situation seemed confusing, there were four Martyoshka and two Secret Police. Both of which didn’t actually look like they’d been fighting much. It was as if they befriend the creatures. Minato faintly frowned as he glanced around at the various creatures and humans around him. “Minato... If we leave, we leave together,” his gaze rested upon Zachari, the aura creator of the group. He looked slightly worse for wear but he seemed to still be able to fight. Minato nodded, quickly glancing over his shoulder as he heard running footsteps behind him. Kurosu had finally caught up despite the boy’s efforts to loose him in the mapping of the buildings. Zachari began shouting to himself, the Martyoshka spoke amongst themselves, one of them even ran off, another following close behind. Minato sighed under his breath, taking a few steps back and standing side by side with Kurosu. There were still two remaining Martyoshka. Seeing that the situation was dying down was almost disappointing. “Well if you say so! But this is pretty much cleared up.” Kuragai wandered over to him and Kurosu, Minato regarded him with a slightly cold gaze. It was subtle but there was a definite dislike in the boys eyes as he looked towards his colleague. Kuragai and Minato were not on the best of terms, it was nothing personal but Minato felt a slight discomfort when around Kuragai and his conversations with himself. It was strange to say the least. Almost as if he had a voice in his head which responded and talked with Kuragai. The guy was bipolar too. Minato shuffled behind Kurosu slightly as to keep up that same ‘scared’ posture.

Kurosu was buying none of it though, he was most likely still annoyed at the boy’s running off. He walked past Minato without even looking at him and strode silently over to Zachari and the blue-haired Martyoshka. She certainly didn’t notice his presence as he scooped her up and threw her over his shoulder. “I believe you have the wrong impression, Matryoshka. You do not question the Secret Police. We question you.” Kurosu told her as a response to her wanting to question Zachari. Minato frowned and sighed heavily, forgetting for a moment that Kuragai was standing right near him. When he realized, Minato glared at him and moved towards Kurosu. He smiled happily at Zachari, standing slightly behind Kurosu and throwing a quick glance at the struggling Martyoshka on his shoulder. It was female and of course she was not happy about being carried around. “And you must dress your... wounds.” Kurosu said to Zachari before redirecting his attention to the unhappy creature.

Minato moved quietly past Kurosu and without touching him, he stopped in front of Zachari and looked at him up and down a few times. “I can treat your wounds Zach-san,” his voice didn’t hold the airy tone as it usually did, but neither did it seem completely serious. It was casual and calm, despite the current situation. Minato titled his head to the side and gave a closed eye smile, looking around for something to use. He found nothing. “I can help you when we find somewhere to rest okay?” Minato nodded, taking Zachari’s hand and freezing for a moment. He had never made human contact before and he didn’t want to now either. Minato quickly freed it, unable to keep up his act and drag Zachari anywhere. He would have to be lead purely by words. The boy glanced at the ground below, he should have blushed as any innocent child would do but no one could purposely make themselves blush. “I’m going to go after the two Martyoshka who left.” he uttered the words and pivoted on his heel, running off down the alleyway in which the two went.

He was careful to step silently on the ground, however a faint pitter-patter sound could be heard as his heels clattered against the pavement. Minato just saw the two of them hug and he couldn’t help but smile darkly. With no one else around his dark side along with the sick intentions were able to be free. He slowed down into a casual walk, stopping only a few meters away from the two love birds. How can Martyoshka love, was it possible? It did not matter, all that mattered was that they were going to die. They could love each other in hell if they really wanted to; for all eternity. Minato had no weapon and he had no plan, but luckily they hadn’t quite noticed the presence of the boy as he blended into the shadows. He held out his hand and a glowing blue butterfly manifested itself on his palm. With a single flap of it’s wings, it was up in the air, shortly joined by four others. The five creatures danced around the boy’s head until the signal was given where their flight took them to the nearest enemy. In this case the female Martyoshka. They quickly latched themselves onto her bear flesh and began eating away at it, blood already soaking the creature’s delicate bodies. Minato merely laughed under his breath, quietly so that the two Martyoshka would hear but anyone else wouldn’t.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Kurosu Lourdes Character Portrait: Minato Zillis Character Portrait: Kuragai Smith Character Portrait: Zachari Tye Character Portrait: Kyler Rocco Character Portrait:
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Kyler Rocco

What time could it be? Kyler looked up with his hands resting behind the back of his head as he walked. The moon was shining a little lower in the sky than it had a few hours ago. It must be sometime after midnight. He wasn't feeling tired, though. Ever since he got hit with this Matryoshka disease, he'd been pretty nocturnal. Maybe it was a side-effect. Or it could just be because it was the only time he could get out without having to worry about the entire city ganging up against him. He didn't like to be ridiculed or outcast. He had enough of that as a normal human. Now it was just terrible. Somehow, though--probably the crazy part of him--decided that the normals' words didn't matter. He was good enough as is. And, well, he'd show them all some day.

"Boss!"

"Oh, come on," he mumbled under his breath. Here he was, thinking he was finally able to get away from the circus and here was another bounding up to him. Kyler barely had a chance to look behind him before nearly being tackled in a tightly-held hug. He didn't bother hugging her back, just hung his arms limply at his sides and stared behind her with an annoyed expression. Girls, he thought with a roll of his eyes.

He was glad when she finally let him go. "I'm back. I didn't die I guess." she said. Did he ever manage to catch her name? Well, then, Kitty would have to do. It suited her, at least. And he supposed she still didn't know his name. It's Kyler, you idiot. But he wasn't too objectionable to being called Boss, either, so correcting her was really all that necessary. Although, he had an itching feeling that the blond Secret Police guy back there was referring to him when saying Annoyance. "So avoiding people eh? I wont let you leave that easily." Of course she wouldn't. Nobody would. Weird day. Well, weirder than normal, that is.

"Yeah, well, I like the company," Kyler said, grumbling mostly. I prefer staying away from you creatures. Because everyone who wasn't him was a creature--human, normal, Matryoshka, it didn't matter. "Why didn't you follow me?" he asked her, raising an eyebrow and trying to figure out what reason she could possibly have to want to follow him after all that excitement back there. He was actually surprised Pikachu didn't follow him as well. He paused, thinking he heard something behind them. Maybe he thought too soon.

He glanced lazily behind him, watching in mild confusion as a few odd-looking butterflies flew up to them. There was something...off about them, though. They didn't look normal. They were going awfully fast, too, and... Who was that kid back there? A normal? No, Kyler was sure he'd seen him in passing back at the alleyway. Oh, this wasn't going to be good. Not at-- The butterfly chomped into Kitty. He jumped in surprise, too shocked to think of anything. His first instinct as two of them flew at him was to swat it, but one bit into his hand. "What the hell is this?" he shouted, waving his hand up and down in pain. It wasn't helping anything. Seeing Kitty in trouble, Kyler grabbed a butterfly that was latched on her by the wings, ripped it in half, then threw it to the ground and stomped on it. He then smacked his hand into the wall to smash the one on his hand. "Ow ow! It fucking...!" Hurts!

Wincing and whining, Kyler looked over at Kitty, trying to hold back his tears of pain. Were the butterflies gone? Those weren't normal! Those were monsters! Scary, deadly, flesh-eating monsters! They surely would of killed them. Were there more? "You're not okay?" Are you okay? He looked around again to see if there were any more and his eyes landed on the two far away, laying on the ground. Zachari looked like he was trying to kill that kid. Zachari. Zachari. He must be the cause of this! That jerk! That...that freak! He didn't like them, so he must of created those freakish butterfly creatures! Kyler hesitantly stomped towards the two Secret Police, making sure Kitty was still nearby him--just as an extra precaution, he didn't actually care for her well-being or anything! "What the hell!? That could of kept us alive!" He looked at them, scared. Maybe provoking the two wasn't such a grand idea. He looked at Zachari, ignoring the knife he held at the kid's throat. "You...why wouldn't you do that?"

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Kurosu Lourdes Character Portrait: Minato Zillis Character Portrait: Kuragai Smith Character Portrait: Zachari Tye Character Portrait: Piki Carhop Character Portrait: Misa Harukan
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Misa Harukan

Misa Kicked a rock that annoyed her. It was sitting right in the middle of the alley. She was a perfectionist sometimes. It even annoyed her how clean she was. Trying to make everything perfect and acceptable. Awaiting Kyler's reply she looked at both ends of the alley to make sure for safety. Right? Safe. Left? Safe. Hmm well I guess it's good no one is attacking. But it just seems abnormal that no one followed me. Oh well. She smiled as she was a bit happy she wasn't about to be bothered. Have another "attempt" to fight. Get all riled up, and then shot down. That was about one of the most disappointing moments in her life. She was ready to fight, then she didn't get the chance to break someones jaw.

She focused all her attention to Kyler. Who seemed a bit annoyed with her. She wasn't surprised though. She sort of figured out he didn't really enjoy being bothered. And she did sort of come out of nowhere with her stupid annoying voice. Why doesn't anyone like me? Well lets see. I'm dumb. I'm annoying. I'm ugly. What else? I'm loud. My voice is even more annoying. Ugh! Misa thought about these things time to time. Her bagging on herself for being lonely. Why everyone avoided her. She frowned as she started focusing on all the bad things about herself.

Her focus then reverted back to Kyler as he spoke.

"Yeah, well, I like the company," Kyler spoke with a grumble sort of tone. The one she would have expected. She thought to herself before she replied. Was that a lie? I'm pretty sure. Oh well, hes not getting away from me that easy. Another bad thing. She never gives up. Well it may seem good, but not on her part most of the time. It just added on to her annoying side. "Oh really? Doesn't seem like you Boss." She smiled as she teased the boy. Her voice in the preppy school girl sort of voice. (OH YEAH GREAT TONE :D) She sort of mumbled it though as well, so he may not of heard.

"Why didn't you follow me?" She then looked over to him with a big face full of confusion. What??? What does he mean? She thought over it a bit. The words replaying in her empty head. "W-well I guess you were right. It was a little delayed. But only because I was saving your butt!" Misa couldn't stop smiling and laughing at this. She just thought it was funny she protected a strong man. It should of been the complete opposite. She then became silent again. Another down side. Stupid Stupid humor. She frowned and mumbled,"S-Sorry." STUPID! STUPID! STUPID! Misa felt like slapping her self a billion times. She blushed. How fucking embarrassing!

Misa then heard footsteps from a distance. She relaxed though since they were light. She assumed it was Bluey. Piki. But how terribly wrong she was. She tossed the thought away and shrugged. "Looks like Bluey is coming." Misa half smiled. Her arch nemesis, slash friend. She didn't quite know what Piki was to her. She looked to the right and left of the alley way again. Clear as of now. She then turned back to a gazing Kyler. He was looking at something with confusion. Maybe even a slight bit of fright.

Misa had a confused look on as she followed his eyes. Butterflies. Butterflies?! Misa examined them. Fast, blue, dark.....Frighting. She knew something was abnormal about them. They were a bit loud. She looked down to the left of the alleyway and saw the other scary blue haired Secret Police. He looked devilish. Psycho maybe. (No offense Tabby :D) Misa then looked over to the butterflies that were now in her face. One landed on her arm, a second on her leg, then the third or her stomach. Then they chomped.

Misa screamed. Tears filling her eyes. Pain rushed threw the areas where the butterflies were. She screamed and screamed. The pain was unbearable. She couldn't stand it. "MAKE IT STOP!!!! PLEASE!!!" Misa screamed the words. Her tears didn't hesitate. Then Kyler helped her.. Swatting one of her arm. The butterfly killed. Misa then backed up into the dirty wall of the alleyway. Slid to the ground and crushed the one on her leg. Blue dust spreading around her pants. She then slapped her stomach which caused more pain, but made the butterfly dead. "Fuck!" She sat there screaming and wailing. Kyler disappeared.

Pain was streaming threw her whole body. Blood and holes on her clothing. She could feel the blood oozing out of her arm and leg. She then wiped her face. She was in so much pain, she had so much anger built within her. She hadn't seen what was going on behind her, but when she stood up she saw the bluey and blondie hugging. Not Kyler, but Minato and Zach.

She grit her teeth and ran towards the Minato kid. "YOU BASTARD!!!" She took him from the side. Making them release their hug. Making Minato land on the floor. She made him face her. Pinned him down. She then screamed in his face. "Why! WHY!"

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Kurosu Lourdes Character Portrait: Minato Zillis Character Portrait: Kuragai Smith Character Portrait: Zachari Tye Character Portrait: Piki Carhop Character Portrait: Misa Harukan
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Black
Minato Zillis

The air was filled with screams of pain from both Martyoshka, it made the smile on Minato’s face become a lot wider. “Stop it! Now!” a voice shouted, though it didn’t come from the two being attacked, instead the voice came from one of Minato’s colleagues. Almost instantly the smile disappeared on his face when Zachari turned around to glare at the boy. Minato cursed himself under his breath for allowing someone to follow him, especially Zachari. Kura would have been the best person to follow, they both didn’t get on so it would have made no real affect, to see the innocent child-like member of their team to be a sadistic killer. Minato was just grateful that it was not Kurosu who gave him the chase, that would have been hard to explain and not good for the boy. It was probably too late, but Minato put on his innocent face and stared wide-eyed at Zachari and the two struggling Martyoshka behind him. He could still attempt to play off something which made the boy seem innocent once again, who would believe it though was the question.

Zachari bolted forward as if to tackle the boy, Minato stepped back but was easily shoved further backwards. He let out a small whimper of surprise, tears beginning to form in the dull grey eyes of his. The death of his creatures made the boy sad — rather disappointed but not surprised. The butterflies had many flaws and were not that enduring at all, they could cling and work quickly but with one squash they would be dead. Zachari threw a dagger at one of them, pinning it just between the wings and ultimately killing it. The creature fell to the ground, twitching its wings before turning to a burst of blue sparkles. Minato did not see what happened to the others as he was grabbed by Zachari with a knife held close to his throat. The screaming had stopped which meant that either the butterflies had all been killed or the two Martyoshka were dead, Minato preferred the latter but he knew that it wasn’t the right answer.

“Stop it, or I'll kill you,” the flash of brown from the eyes of Zachari was slightly confusing, but Minato passed it off as a trick of his eyes. His vision was already blurred with the tears streaming down his face, every time he blinked more and more would flood out. “Why Zach-san?” Minato uttered in an almost incoherent tone, he sounded like he was about to burst into a fit of crying and depression. “What the hell!? That could of kept us alive!” a voice shouted angrily from behind Zachari, it was the male Martyoshka. His way of speaking confused Minato for a moment, but he easily made the connection that he meant ‘it could have killed us’. He was speaking in opposites of what he meant, that was one plausible explanation. Minato opened his mouth to perhaps say something of protest, however he stopped when he noticed that the Martyoshka was looking at Zachari. The stupid creature thought that Zachari was the cause of all of this, perfect. “You...why wouldn't you do that?” Well that definitely confirmed Minato’s suspicion of the thing talking in opposites, it was probably too stupid to speak properly.

Minato broke free from Zachari’s grasp as he was distracted by the creature. He took a few steps back and shook his head, tears from his face splattering everywhere. “Why are you trying to kill me Zach-san? Why are you trying to kill the Martyoshka!?” Minato yelled out in protest, however his voice quietened down after he caught the attention of the others. “They are just misunderstood… they don’t deserve to die.” Minato mumbled under his breath, loud enough for them to hear. He then raised his head to stare into the eyes of Zachari, though they were full of tears they seemed harsh and threatening. Minato wandered cautiously over to Zachari, “It’s okay, I know you’re scared.” he wrapped his arms around his colleague, positive that he wouldn’t try to attack him whilst the Martyoshka were looking. He would only strengthen their ideas of him being the one who attacked them. “You tell anyone what really happened here and I’ll do the same to you as what I did to them while you sleep.” Minato whispered darkly into the ear of the other, momentarily loosing his innocent look. When he pulled away, the innocent and friendly smile was back on Minato’s face, however now it seemed much more unnerving.

"YOU BASTARD!!!" Minato hadn't much time to react or even look who shouted, though he knew the voice by now due to her pained screams before. He was tackled onto the ground by his side, head and body making a loud thud on the ground. Pain shot through him, though it was mostly in his head. The girl might have been screaming out in pain before but she was certainly strong when angry or threatened. Minato didn't bother to look at her, though she grabbed his head and forced him to. The first thing Minato noticed was the blood oozing from the wounds his creatures created, he smiled faintly at this despite his own clothes becoming wet too. He did not bother to struggle, but the pin which the Martyoshka held him in was rather strong, it even brought a slight pain to where she applied pressure. His gaze traveled up her body until their eyes locked. Being the thing that she was, her face was scarred with black markings. Ones which clearly showed that a person was insane. "Why! WHY!" She screamed down at him, close enough so that he could feel her warm breath on his own skin. Her volume hurt his ears too and Minato flinched away from the sound. "Why what...?" He finally answered after regaining his hearing and innocent expression back. Minato frowned as his eyes stared towards the seeping wounds. "You should get that checked out..." his tone seemed genuinely caring, his face portrayed the same expression. Minato was calm and collected, able to keep up an innocent act even in tense situations.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Kurosu Lourdes Character Portrait: Minato Zillis Character Portrait: Zachari Tye Character Portrait: Misa Harukan Character Portrait: Character Portrait:
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Zachari Tye

“Why Zach-san?” Damn him, Zachari thought. Minato looked like some kind of innocent kid, but that wasn’t going to stop him. The screaming had stopped, so hopefully all the butterflies from hell had died, but Zachari had never been the most optimistic person in the world. He opened his mouth to reply (wasn’t it obvious? Zachari was not going to stand around and let people get killed, even if they were Matryoshka. I would, a dark voice cackled. As usual, Zachari ignored it), but then another voice spoke up.

"What the hell!? That could of kept us alive!" Ugh. It was Annoyance. What was he complaining about anyway? Zachari just killed one of the stupid butterflies that were killing one of Annoyance’s friends. Not loosening his grip, Zachari turned to give Annoyance a piece of his mind, but the Matryoshka just kept talking. Does he ever shut up? Doubt it. He doesn’t seem like that kind of person. “You...why wouldn't you do that?” He’s speaking in his opposite way. Again. This was getting annoying, why wouldn’t they shut up and let him speak? Zachari slightly loosened his grip, taking a step towards the Matryoshka, and Minato broke free of his grip easily. Swearing mentally, Zachari turned back to the other Secret Police.

“Why are you trying to kill me Zach-san? Why are you trying to kill the Martyoshka!?” Shit. This was not good. What’s not good? That everyone hates you? It’s just the truth. Wait until they know who you really are… Now is not the time to annoy me, Marc. I swear, I’ll jump off a bridge and that’ll be the end of you. And the end of you. “They are just misunderstood… they don’t deserve to die.” Minato raised his head and walked carefully towards Zachari. The blond was as stiff as a board, though Marc was cackling. He found this whole thing very, very amusing. “It’s okay, I know you’re scared.” Minato walked forward even more, wrapping his arms around Zachari, who swallowed. This didn’t look good, damn it. He should have kept to the shadows, confronted Minato about it alone…. Then again, in that kind of a situation, nothing would have stopped the psycho from attacking. Who are you calling psycho? I’m not the insane one, you are. “You tell anyone what really happened here and I’ll do the same to you as what I did to them while you sleep.” That would be his plan, then. Marc let out an evil laugh. I like this kid! If only you let me out, then we could work together… Minato pulled away, his innocent expression back, but now it was just plain creepy.

"YOU BASTARD!!!" It was Annoyance’s friend, the girl. What was her name? Whatever, it wasn’t important. I’ll call her Pink, Zachari thought. Because of her hair. "Why! WHY!" Well, that would be one person who knew it wasn’t him. She tackled Minato, and Zachari made no move to help his friend. Tuning out Minato and Pink’s conversation, Zachari turned towards Annoyance. How to convince him it wasn’t me… Besides the fact that us Secret Police only have one ability, and mine is not to create freakish insects that eat people. Zachari sighed and ran a hand through his hair, shaking his head slightly.

“It wasn’t me,” he told Annoyance simply. He could worry about the details later, after all. He had bigger things to worry about, like how to convince everyone else that he wasn’t a crazy killer who went around with blue butterflies that ate human flesh. They aren’t even human. I don’t know why you’re so worried about them. Is it possible that you have a soft spot for- You know that’s not it, Marc. Then what is it? What could possibly convince you to let these things live? Marc hissed. Zachari grit his teeth and took in a deep breath. How about you? You kill so many people, I like keeping as many alive as possible. Marc mentally rolled his eyes.

"You should get that checked out..." Minato, the bastard. He sounded actually worried, and a quick glance to his face made it pretty clear that he looked concerned too. He’s a good actor, Zachari thought. Great, and just when I thought I didn’t have anymore troubles. What are you talking about? You’ll always have troubles! Well, besides the voice in his head. Letting out another sigh, Zachari stepped forward and carefully pulled Pink off of Minato. Eyeing her skeptically, Zachari raised an eyebrow at Minato. How to say this… What about, ‘fuck off’? Tempting as it was, Zachari knew he’d have to keep on his toes around the blue-haired Secret Police. He was a dangerous enemy, obviously…

“I’ll get her healed, then we can bring her into custody.” Zachari frowned, then created a set of cuffs around Pink’s hands. Putting her aside, Zachari helped Minato up and pulled him close. “Fine,” he muttered into Minato’s ear. Stepping away, Zachari gently grabbed a hold of Pink by her shoulder, and then looked over at Annoyance. He probably wasn’t going to just let a Secret Police take his friend away… If Annoyance considered her a friend, of course. Zachari mentally shrugged. As with most things, he decided he could deal with that when it happened. He pulled Pink up close, whispering into her ear, “Play alone.” Hopefully she’d listen. If not… Well, Zachari wasn’t amazing at fighting up-close, but he could manage.

Which brought him to his next problem: what to do about Minato. Obviously Zachari didn’t really want to kill the boy (for multiple reasons, though it wasn’t like anyone would miss him). He couldn’t just loose control either, since Marc would probably start a conversation about the bloodiest (and supposedly best) way to kill people. No, it appeared that the one person Zachari needed to go away was also the one person Marc probably wouldn’t kill. Damn it, Zachari thought. What? The fact that you can’t do anything on your own? No, the fact that you’re completely insane and are the cause of pretty much all my problems. Marc shrugged his mental shoulders. Suit yourself.

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Kurosu Lourdes Character Portrait: Minato Zillis Character Portrait: Kuragai Smith Character Portrait: Misa Harukan Character Portrait: Character Portrait:
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Cazuki
Kuragai Smith

"I'll do what I want thanks...Nice to meet you too, though I actually got your name earlier, so I probably don't have to say nice to meet you now. Oh, and no worries about the bat. We all get angry sometimes. I'm sure my bat will be just fine...Big Guy here just gets angry a lot more that normalners do, that's for sure. I wonder what the ratio of normalers getting angry is compared to us... Matr-y-ka... Ah, whatever...It's really hard to dance like this, and it's driving me crazy! Ha ha... ha...Boss? I called him Boss first! Everyone else just started stealing my nickname! I don't like it either, they should come up with their own nicknames instead of taking mine. It's mean to steal,"

Kura listened to Binary as she talked about Boss, which turned out to only be a nickname that she had created and had no real purpose. That would also explain him running away and the frantic way he looked when he shot Kura.

That's dissapointing... i was hoping that we finnaly found the leader of the Matryoshka... and why does she have a probleum saying that word? Kura, again, did not respond, he would talk later but right now he was getting infomation with not only the goal of getting Binary free of the secret police but helping the other two as well if possible. Kura tunred back in again as he heard Binary start again.

"Our leader is Pinky. She's pretty tough, though I'm sure you don't believe me. She's the one who got Boss the gun, she stole it off some police-thing-guy. Killed him with a rock or something! It was pretty scary to watch!...But, it's true... Pinky's pretty good at looking all innocent. She stole my nickname for Boss and that's just mean! Then there's Fancy, but wait, you guys know him... Uh... Basically... I think that's it...Oh! Right! Me! You asked about me! Right? Or about matryos-... uh.. Those things. Well... Um... We just kind of do stuff. Fun stuff, you know? To keep ourselves occupied. Oh! Oh! I kill bad people with my bat!... I have a feeling I'm not answering your questions..."

That girl is the leader?... Serious said, going silent again as he mulled it over.

"So that's how you got the gun and about the group... well you've told me all i was told i needed to know... though where do you fit in to that group?" he saw Binary reach for the bat and Kura gave a sliht sigh, lowering it and putting it in Binary's range, though he still held it tightly so Binary could not pull it free. He looked to Kurosu and said "there, i told you we need to be civil... or as much as possible when getting infomation... now let her go if you please" he added a serious glare, which was unlike him.

What is happeneing to us? Serious mumbled

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Kurosu Lourdes Character Portrait: Minato Zillis Character Portrait: Misa Harukan Character Portrait: Kyler Rocco Character Portrait: Character Portrait:
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Kyler Rocco

And suddenly, Kyler didn't feel so right about the situation. He watched carelessly as Misa tackled the Secret Police boy to the ground. He, as a first instinct, wanted to pull Misa away from him and tell her she was yelling at the wrong guy. The real culprit was standing right here, free as a bee, right in front of them. He wanted to tell her to stop, but he didn't. He wasn't sure why. Maybe it was the look in the younger boy's eyes that he caught sight of just before Zachari was shoved away from him. Maybe it was the all-too-innocent tone in his voice that was just so sweet it was almost sickly. Maybe it was that sense of familiarity that made Kyler hate him for no reason.

Regardless of the reason why, Kyler found himself clenching his fists, glaring at the blue-haired Secret Police. He found himself wishing he had that gun again. He thinks he's so sweet, doesn't he? No, suddenly Kyler did not like this boy at all. “It wasn’t me,” Zachari told him. He didn't care. I don't care. It happened. It didn't really matter who was to blame, the fact of the matter was, someone attacked them. Someone ticked him off. He didn't like getting hurt. It, well, it hurt. A lot. Pain sucked. That was the simply end of it. It sparked his adrenaline and sent his mind teetering on the edge of reasonable and unstable. He wanted to punch this guy in the face. He didn't care if Zachari was the reason for the pain. He just wanted to punch somebody in the face.

Zachari pulled Misa off of the boy on the ground and Kyler stepped up then. "Hey, what're you doing?" he asked, feeling cold all of a sudden. He was a mix between too angry to grab Misa and retreat and too nervous to actually do something about the situation. It was something with the air. Tense. Things weren't right.

“I’ll get her healed, then we can bring her into custody.” Zachari created a pair of handcuffs over Misa's wrists and Kyler resisted the urge to jump. What if that happened to him? Custody? Like, jail? Handcuffs, coppers, restrictions? He couldn't handle the idea of being trapped in a cage like a rat. No Matryoshka could. They would rather kill themselves than be stuck for years at a time in solitary confinement. Their minds wouldn't allow them to last. Kyler wasn't aware of this fact, but he knew if he and Misa--or any of the others from back there--ended up like that, they wouldn't last. He narrowed his eyes as Zachari continued to pull Misa away and mumble something inaudible in her ear. What was going on here? He didn't like secrets! He didn't like tension! He didn't like pain! And he most certainly didn't like these Secret Police losers!

The... Kyler looked over at the blue-haired one. With a flash of a smile that was gone in nearly an instant, an idea occurred to him. Weapon, weapon, I need a... He shuffled around in his pockets, but came up empty. Or winging it's good too. He shrugged to himself before reaching out and grabbing Minato by his sleeve, pulling the boy back roughly and into his arms. Kyler stood firmly, using one arm to hold Minato in what he hoped to be a threatening choke-hold, and using his other hand to hold one of Minato's arms behind his back to induce a slight amount of pain. "Kitty goes or this creature does!" This kid! Kyler couldn't help but thinking as he only felt his already unstable mind bounce back and fourth with mundane emotions. I hate this kid! This stupid little brat! Without thinking about it, he pulled Minato's arm back further, squeezing his arm tighter. He's just like... Oh. He blinked. It doesn't matter though.

Surprised by his own thoughts, Kyler found himself thrown a little off. "S-so... Well!? Believe me?" He physically shook his head to mentally shake away his scattered thoughts. Taking in a deep breath, he tried to center himself--at least for a little while. At least for the moment. He couldn't let these creatures see him in a state of instability. He was Kyler Rocco! He always knew what he was doing. He could always handle the situation. He always had everything under control. He was too perfect for anything less. He turned his head up to face Zachari, staring him down; blue eyes to brown. Brushing off the shakiness, Kyler smirked confidently. "Time's ticking."

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Kurosu Lourdes Character Portrait: Minato Zillis Character Portrait: Misa Harukan Character Portrait: Character Portrait: Character Portrait:
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

Tears started to fill Misa's eyes as the pain became unbearable. She was going psycho. Her body was giving out from losing to much blood and her vision was getting blurry. Her grip was loosening on Minato. She was surprised that he hadn’t tried to escape yet. She must have been stronger then she thought, obviously. The smell of blood was overwhelming her. She blinked hard and then returned her stern look to Minato. “What’s your problem?” She whispered to Minato as she tried to hold her firm grip on him. Then she was being pulled away. The boy Zachari got a hold of her and pulled her off of Minato.

She screamed as billions of tears rolled down her face. She hated Minato and the pain he caused her. Her eyes were squeezed shut as tears poured out. Blood was soaking her clothing and Zachari was not helping by pulling on her beaten up arm. She was just getting blows everywhere. Baseball bat to the face, face planted on Kyler, then being eaten by demon butterflies. When she was finally off of Minato, Zachari got a good hold of her shoulder.

Then she felt cold hard metal digging into her wrists. Handcuffs. You Bastard! I don’t deserve to go to jail! Misa tried to squirm out of his grip, but she was just too weak. It only resulted in her hurting herself. Blood trickled onto the street. She winced and more tears came out of her red eyes. The street was patterned with tear drops and drops of blood. Misa cried more at the sight. She knew she couldn’t stay up much more. Then Zachari whispered something to her.

”Play along.” Zachari landed on the kill list as well as Minato. Play along? I probably can do that, if I wasn’t going to die! You fucking idiots! Her vision was getting even more blurry. Her head was pounding. Blood everywhere. It was as if she was going to black out any minute. But she was strong enough to stay a little bit longer. She cried and screamed as if she was being murdered. She technically was since someone else tore up her body.

Kyler….Please….. All she wanted was help. She closed her eyes for a second and almost lost the battle of staying conscious. Her eyes reopened slowly and Kyler was standing in front of her. Misa would have smiled if she could, but she barely had control of her body anymore. She hoped that she could stay alive. She didn’t want to die so early. Even though she was crazy, she had something to live for. She coughed and she could taste the metallic taste of blood.

This told her she didn’t have much longer to stay conscious. Kyler said some things as well as Zachari, but all she could hear was a never ending beep. With her blurry vision she could see that Kyler got a hold of Minato. In some grab. But she couldn’t really tell. It looked like a bunch of tangled limbs to her. She then finally dropped to her knees. Her handcuffs making a clank, and Zachari’s grip releasing. She raised her head and got one last glimpse of Kyler. “Kyler…. I… I…”

Misa fell to the ground. One last blurry vision of the street, then black. Her lack of blood caused her to lose consciousness. She lay on the ground as the last of the events played out. Only hoping someone would help her after they were done chatting or fighting. Whatever they were planning to do.


((I don’t want to die so don’t think this post means that. It makes sense she lost a lot of blood. SO I will see your guys reactions! :3))

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Kurosu Lourdes Character Portrait: Minato Zillis Character Portrait: Zachari Tye Character Portrait: Piki Carhop Character Portrait: Character Portrait:
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

#, as written by Black
Minato Zillis


A faint smile tugged at the corners of his mouth as tears began to fill the eyes of his victim. A beautiful site. Her grip was loosening, however Minato made no attempt to break free. In a strange and sick way he enjoyed being coated in his victim’s blood, even if they were still alive. “What’s your problem?” she whispered. Minato merely frowned, confused by the question. He had no problems or issues with her, she just happened to be his next target. Her body was carefully pulled away from his own by his colleague Zachari. Such an action surprised Minato, however he realized that he had taken control of Zach. A loud scream filled the air, echoing down the alleyway in which they stood. It came from his target. A small and short laugh escaped Minato’s mouth, his face bearing a devious smirk. He was pulled to his feet by Zachari and immediately wiped the smile from his face. “Fine.” Zachari muttered before turning back to Misa. Again, his twisted smile appeared for a few seconds as he watched Zachari say something to his target. She was bleeding badly, a puddle surrounded her already and it was all Minato’s doing. He was proud of his work, even if she was not dead. Her suffering brought him joy, the tears which ran from her pained eyes gave off a blissful feeling for the insane killer.

Minato let out a short gasp when he was yanked to the side by someone. He was pulled roughly into the person’s arms and he glanced up at the face of his attacker. The blond haired Martyoshka, Boss he was nicknamed by the rest of the group. Almost instantly one of Kyler’s arms was pressed hard against his throat, making it extremely difficult to breathe. For the first time in a long while, Minato began mentally panicking. He had never once been on the end of an attack, he had never once been not able to breath properly. Telling himself to calm down mentally, Minato took short and shallow breaths, though it was making him slightly light-headed. One of Minato’s hands was twisted behind his back, brining a decent amount of pain, though he could not entirely show it. “Kitty goes or this creature does!” The Martyohska shouted, the grip he had on his arm tightened and more pain seared through Minato’s body. A breath escaped his mouth, but this time it was a scream. Everything seemed to be going dark, his breathing had almost ceased completely. It couldn’t end like this, Minato was too skilled to be killed by something as minor as this. It was just a choke hold, if only… Screwing his eyes shut, Minato calmed himself mentally once again, causing his breathing to return to normal -- as normal as it could get whilst being limited. When he opened his eyes again, he noticed that the girl Boss was trying to save had collapsed to the floor. She wasn’t dead, but obviously fainted from loss of blood. The perfect distraction.

Upon Minato’s hand twisted behind his back, a blue butterfly manifested itself. He kept a hold of it within his hand, his free one rising up and latching onto Kyler’s arm which he had around his throat. He glanced towards Zachari for a moment, smiling at him as if telling him what he was doing. The creature flew up from his hand and attached itself onto the back of Kyler’s neck. It immediately began eating away at the flesh and Minato used this moment of surprise to break free from the hold. He stumbled forward, running to Zachari, only stopping once he was there to look at what Kyler was doing, with the same sadistic smile plastered to his face as that which he had during the last attack. “Be careful next time,” Minato said calmly, glancing sideways at Zachari. “If you allow anything like that to happen again then that’ll be you who’s dying from blood loss.” his gaze moved to the fainted Martyoshka at Zachari’s side. She just lye there in a puddle of her own blood, motionless apart from the slow movement of her chest.