r/arcane_roleplay

I'm done.

I'm DONE.

He was always like this.

Always.

But for a while, he got better.

Now he's back.

Same old shit river.

Just Viktor again.

Paddling through it with his bare hands like it’s normal.

And I’m tired of watching it.

Tired of trying to pull him out when he keeps jumping back in.

I tried.

I really tried.

But he's just... back there again.

And I'm done going in after him.

He can send cards and letters.

But he is not allowed in my house and we will only see eachother when I'm at the GDA.

Good job, brother.

Кто-нибудь хочет подружиться? Мне нужно где-то остановиться на некоторое время.

(image mostly unrelated. Limbus company)

/Viv.. felt. Out of place here still. He wasn't quite sure where he would fit. The GDA... Was weird. He didn't mind it. Though it was so unfamiliar. He had seen the City... Though it wasn't quite welcoming. More so found himself ignored. Per usual. Wandering hall after hall. It wouldn't click together do easily. This was still new to him. Silently through a secluded corridor he wondered to himself\

"How long... Until I accept company.. I don't know.. these people well enough.. not yet. The question is why bother... I don't want to... Lose everything again. Though it's so hard to have no one"

/He paused for a moment. Halting in his stead. Figuring out what would be enough. Viv could just pretend to be fine and accept temporary company. Though how long could he handle that without breaking. The lizard faltered. Then slowly thinking about it. 'I could always just resist as long as possible'. That was an idea. A choice. Not a great one but... It worked temporarily\

"None of them need to know. None should care. I haven't managed to be useful in the slightest!- what a fuck I am. Couldn't save them. Can't find a place here. Just what I needed"

*He didn't normally smoke. Though occasionally in rare instances of extreme distress he would. Unlike a human. The lizard was extremely resistant to fire and luckily by extent smoke. His lungs essentially just filtered it out. He'd just remain there standing. This was the first he'd used in him time there. If anyone were to appear he'd just brush it off. Blowing smoke towards the air*

Rozy entered the GDA workshop. She doesn’t know why she felt the need to go to Quill specifically. But she wanted a break from everything around her. She was tired. Maybe she was familiar with a lab, maybe it’s because Quill let her sleep there, maybe she has a bias toward Quill, she didn’t know. But she wanted to be here. She entered, stretching, yawning, giving a digital distorted sound alongside the yawn Quill!
u/Riverioli

the white haired dog has eaten the hex crystal he got from Viktor. His eyes glow a blue of the crystal's power

"There it is. I see the magic of this world"

Catherine… catrina…

Helb

You wanted this super duper important meeting with me. So here I am, you asked for me? What's up?

Vayne and Jinx walked toward Evelynn together.

Evelynn was already smiling.

Like she’d already won.

"You really think this changes anything?"

She giggled.

"That just because Catra broke free everything is saved?"

She pointed at Jinx.

"You are but a mere mortal."

Jinx tilted her head.

Evelynn sighed as if she was disappointed.

"That darling little feline could have been immortal. I can give her immortality. My dearest pain amplifier of everyone else."

Jinx scoffed and rolled her eyes.

"She was your pet, and news flash asshole I don't think she enjoys being leashed and caged."

Evelynn scoffed very bored.

"Many have told me they'd kill me. Many have failed. Oh, but when I saw my most quaint and dearest little kitten..."

Evelynn's shadows floated around as if they themselves were giggling too.

"Oh her lovable cruel heart, her mind of rage and sadness that I could call my little doll. When I saw her claw and rip and tear through someone's face it made me euphori-"

But she was interrupted by a long and drawn out groan from Jinx.

"Mehmehmehmehmeh blah blah blah. Listen lady, I don't care about your stupid sexual pain kink or whatever the hell that is, alrighty? So go shove it up your ass and stop being an absolute douchebag."

Evelynn flicked her hand dismissively as if she had anything better to do than be here.

"Oh you poor poor soul. All I did was use your wife as an adorable little killer soldier to play around with."

She went on as if it wasn't a big deal and dismissively added.

"And of course... we can't forget... I used her motherly trauma to manipulate her into killing and awakening that extremely vulnerable childlike side of her back. Then I, of course being the amazing woman I am, decided to use that and forge her into a weapon. A mighty fine one might I add. Very nice."

Jinx was done. She clicks a button. A button that belongs to something Quill created.

It starts beeping.

"This is a 'Demon Core'. You don't know what this is because you've never had a weapon like this. Bottom line, boob fat? It tips the scales in our favor."

She tossed the sound emitter.

It clicked once.

Then it went off.

Evelynn’s expression broke for a split second. Confusion. Then strain. She staggered, hands going up like she could hold the sound back.

Vayne moved immediately.

No hesitation.

She closed the distance, struck hard, then forced the demon core into place at Evelynn’s back.

The shift was instant.

Evelynn’s posture changed. Not gone. Not dead. Just.. stripped down.

Jinx watched it happen.

"Not feeling so untouchable now, huh?"

Evelynn turned her head slightly, trying to steady herself.

Then her focus went deep into her mind, her voice snapped toward Catra across the planes of space.

Her voice cracked.

"Please, darling, don't let her do this to us. Don't let her take this from US."

"Help me, help me and immortality is yours. I can give you everything we desire. You don't have to feel tied down by these mere mortals."

———

Elsewhere, Catra heard it.

She shook her head and muttered.

"There is no 'us'. There is no 'we'. I already have everything I desire, Ev. What more could you possibly give me?"

She whispered this, and then the voice dissipated.

———

Jinx saw it.

And stepped forward.

"Ohhh..."

She gasped as if in shock despite the fact she knew damn well what she was doing.

"I'm like, SOO sorry did I strike a nerve? Gee, my bad. What's y'know... the matter, demon?"

She grinned a smirk of pure joy.

"Trying to contact your 'dearest little kitten'? Hmm?"

Evelynn looked at Jinx before desperately clawing at her. Jinx shrugged and simply walked to the side as she toppled.

"Afraid of death? Eh? Yeah well that means you aren't immortal."

Evelynn let out a broken sob.

She whispered to herself.

"Mother, you promised me."

She slammed the ground.

"You promised me greatness!"

She stumbled getting up, powerless.

"You can’t do this."

She grabbed onto a ledge, fell, then picked herself up.

"You can’t fucking do this."

She smiled. Her teeth showing.

"I.. am a goddess of your mortals' pain."

She had a smile of pure sharp fanged demented sadism. She smiles at Catra then looks back to Jinx.

"I will have her yet, mortal. You don't find a soul often as pain-causing as hers. You can't simply ignore the USE of a tool THAT magnificent."

Jinx raised her pistol slowly.

"No."

A pause.

"No you aren’t anything."

Her eyes flicked once toward Catra.

"And she? She isn't anything you tell her she is."

Then back.

Catra sighed, placed her hands behind her back, looked unamused with a quirked brow, and simply turned heel. She walked off. Just like that.

"Farewell Evelynn, may we never meet again you arrogant little asshole."

She didn't need to give Evelynn any attention. She walked off past Vayne. Leaving the two to do what they wanted with Evelynn.

"Oh-ho-ho" she laughed "You're wondering about this?"

Jinx stated. Pointing to her Zapper Pistol.

"This one teensy little blaster pistol right here?"

She twirled it.

"With this one amazing small blast?"

A breath.

"Yeah, spoiler alert..."

Her face fell from a smirk to an angered look, offended by Evelynn's very existence.

"...this one's for Catra."

She fired.

A bullet hole left in Evelynns forehead.

Stumbled back.

And the body fell.

Scratching, biting, clawing at her own flesh until some sort of anger was let out.

But it was no use.

She wore anger like a tattoo. Permanently. Her body tattooed full of all her self deprecating thoughts. Skin drowned in ink. Pores clogged of red.

Her heart had scarred in the shape of turtle shell.

She scratches at the shelled tattoo, watching it break, skin splitting open.

Every night had been training, sharpening, polishing that hatred into a beautiful weapon to accommodate Evelynn’s every weak spot.

A masterpiece she’d worked on for years.

A fantasy she had. Of killing Evelynn. Of satisfaction. The fantasy that her parents’ deaths had meaning.

Not that they were just another fidget in Evelynn’s pile of toys.

And then this random undercity teen came along. Angsty, stupid, reckless. Ended that black hole of a being with a bullet to the head.

That was all it took.

Vayne had been upstaged by somebody twice as weak.

It was living proof.

It was living proof that her damage wasn’t for anything.

None of it meant anything. She was just another gamble in the casino of life.

It wasn’t good damage.

It didn’t make her good. Or strong. Or even interesting.

It just made her damaged.

And the idea that it was so easy to kill that beast meant… her parents could’ve done it. Could’ve protected themselves.

But they didn’t. They were weak.

And their weakness was in her blood.

She thought her damage could decorate her skill.

Every night was a sharpie bath of red.

But it never had any effect.

Her skin didn’t color red. It simply poisoned.

Her life was useless, miserable. Just as useless and miserable as her goal.

This was all for nothing.

It meant that she could’ve been happy. It meant she could’ve still had her family, and she could’ve grown up to live happily ever after.

…

That idea alone turned her heart into sand.

You can’t trust anybody.

They hide things from you, they betray you.

You can never really know everything about the people you love.

Thats why Catra betrayed Jinx.

That’s why Viktor left the continent without even saying goodbye.

That’s why Frey-

Vayne sighs.

And y’know what? I don’t expect any of you to just become friends again.

I think you’re all shards of broken bottles glued together to make a Frankenstein bottle.

You keep trying to make yourselves fit together because you’re all broken. But you won’t.

You should all part ways after we kill Evelynn.

But what do I know?

*Barbas is in a different form now. That of a horned humanoid person. He is holding up a hex crystal.* "Interesting little thing."

(endjfcar)

/a cat like figure wandered the earth. Purpose unknown. Dangerous? It didn't seem so. Or at least not maliciously. There's a sense of incompletion\

"This is where.... He is. I'm sure... I shouldn't look. I know what will happen but..."

/Carmen gave a sigh. Unfortunately her mental state had been too far altered to be saved if she saw Viv... Unfortunate a consequence of power she didn't understand. No real way to fix it. The lynx wanted to see him but never could safely\

"I can't see him... As much as I miss him... It'll just activate that chain again"