HMD

Feb. 9th, 2022 08:21 pm
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-TAKE OUT YOUR FRUSTRATIONS ON ME HERE-
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Currently homeless.
starblaze: (desu.....)
[well ok so that virus was. weird. and made things unnecessarily awkward and possibly frustrating.

... an apology is probably in order.]


Um... sorry.

[... she has a feeling that isn't going to cut it.]
starblaze: (crack)
[...

what-

what had she done-


everything that had transpired hits her all at once the moment she comes to. jaw trembling in silent horror, she swiftly rolls onto her side and curls up, hands clutching her head. her innards feel out of place. her knee won't bend properly.

what had she done?

...she's such an idiot.]

RL w/ Yuri

May. 15th, 2012 07:53 pm
starblaze: (needs more figmas)
[there isn't anything wrong with blowing up a few things if it's to help a friend out, right? right. totally right.

DM drops Shooter off in the school. she already has her cannon out. so prepared for this, bring it!!]
starblaze: (FUCK DAMMIT)
[she supposes it could've been worse.

the rhythm is steady, bullets continuously piercing skin where wounds had just healed prior, constant enough that Shooter is actually able to direct her focus away from the pain. her own blood is obscuring her vision. she grits her teeth and digs her heels into crumbling rock, heavy gun retaliating with its own never-ending stream of bullets.

her luck wouldn't have lasted forever, anyways.

above the metallic roar of artillery fire she hears her own distorted laughter. a flash of anger passes across her face at the sound.

both their weapons simultaneously cease shooting as the two fighters suddenly lunge at each other to quickly close the distance between them, Insane Black★Rock Shooter still grinning wildly as if mocking Shooter's subdued rage. Shooter's cannon noisily clashes with her doppelganger's cannon lance- and blue blood gushes from her mouth and nose as the other girl's curved blade is roughly shoved between her ribs and dragged up towards her throat as if her bones were mere plastic.

they said the viruses have never killed anyone.

what confident reassurance.]
starblaze: (ao no namida)
[GUESS WHO'S SITTING ON YO (school) ROOFTOP.

WATCHING YO FIREWORKS.

... wondering if she can also make explosions like that with her cannon. hmmmm.]
starblaze: (bitch can't get enough)
[after watching all the panic and chaos over the community, she's quite thankful she isn't affected by a virus. yet. or Dead Master. haaah, she wouldn't know what to do if Dead Master had been inflicted by a bad one.

DM silently worldhops Shooter to Sena's room before vanishing again. Shooter, for the most part, looks somewhere between deadpan and amused.]
starblaze: (that's why you take me back)
[so now she knows she's capable of crying, at least. does that make her more human? she'd like to think so.

for a while after Dead Master's disappearance, Shooter had been distracting herself. worldhopping. playing baseball. feigning interest in the virus. but in the end, she'd returned to the Otherworld and immersed herself in the deafening silence and nothingness to continue searching for Dead Master. or maybe it was more like waiting.

the sky is dead compared to what she had seen in the human worlds she had visited. this world is dead. Shooter pauses in her aimless wandering to sit down against what had once been part of a stone structure, probably a temple of some sort.

she wonders if Dead Master, wherever she is, remembers how much she means to Shooter.]
starblaze: (da fuck????)
[it was probably because of her current mood, or how distracted her thoughts were, but when she worldhops to Kyousuke's world she appears above him rather than beside him, as she'd intended.

or maybe she just wasn't used to using the worldhop.

eh.

whoops.]

RL w/ Zo

Mar. 17th, 2012 11:09 pm
starblaze: (wasn't really worth it)
[after she had finished screaming on the network, after killing Link and destroying Greed's body, after finally disconnecting from community, the now-insane Shooter sweeps through the Otherworld to leave a path of destruction behind her. there's still that set goal that had always been within her- mercy. cutting through the stagnated souls sends them to peace, and killing the other girls severs their human counterparts from their emotional pain. but those intentions have been warped into something akin to a murderous rampage. she's indiscriminate with whatever she attacks, and any reason has been lost.

emotional pain means nothing now. physical pain has even less value. Shooter's face is splattered with blood, a mix of her own and others'. she was looking for something, she vaguely thinks. someone? yes, it was someone. or was it...

her mind is a muddied haze as she unknowingly enters another stagnated soul's domain. if she could think clearly, she would have noted the landscape was eerily familiar.]
starblaze: (sky's aquarium)
[she didn't know how close Dead Master and Rei exactly were, so she couldn't really pin a guess as to how upset Dead would be when she found out Rei had suddenly left. or if she would even be upset at all.

hmmm.

shooter's sitting on the edge of a building, staring up at the sky.

... blue.]
starblaze: (...)
[welp, there she was. Kyousuke's school, or whatever it was called, in Tokyo. human world. how many times has she visited the human world so far? twice or... thrice... maybe. so much has happened the past couple months (or was it even months? time was still hard for her to track) her already muddled memories only became more mixed. it wasn't hard to remember things, no, just the time they took place.

she's currently outside of what she's assuming to be the gymnasium. as usual, she looks lost as all hell.]

RL w/ Sena

Mar. 3rd, 2012 10:31 am
starblaze: (fucking hell)
[Dead Master dropped her off willingly enough. she'd really appreciated that. but, Shooter neglected to ask specifically where she was supposed to meet Sena, so there's currently a ridiculously pale girl with uneven twintails standing at a street corner trying to ignore staring passerby.]

maybe she should've worn a shirt, or something.]
starblaze: (that's the price i must pay)
[there's never a shortage of stagnated souls. sometimes they wander, never able to be still. most others root in whatever spot they first come across and replicate what they had had in life, creating worlds that seem solid until they shatter once the soul is defeated, leaving nothing but the dark emptiness of the Otherworld.

Shooter is currently on her way to confront one of those souls. her battles with them always leave a bad feeling inside her as if she had just lost an important piece of herself. but still, she keeps up with her duty of handling the trapped souls.

even the truth of what happened/happens to them doesn't stop her from cleaning up. they can't stay between life and death forever. it is an eternal torture whether the soul is even aware of that or not. Shooter's compassion drives her to break them from their ego and regrets.

she has no idea what to expect of the one she is about to face.]


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