FFXIVWrite2023 - Prompt 17 - Storm of Blood (Extra Credit)
Compared to how hot Oka's temper burned, Tatsujiro's rage was ice cold. Even the vibrant pigments inked into their skin showed the dichotomy; Oka's phoenix of flaming red and Tatsu's dragon that coiled around him in shades of blue. Despite the different ways it manifested, their anger flowed along similar paths and their goals were the same.
"Go to him and don't stop," Tatsu advised. He slid his katana free of its sheath and held it at ready. Anyone who came for them was an enemy. This night they would either kill or be killed - regardless of the outcome, they would suffer the current status quo no more.
Tatsu stepped in front of the furious lieutenant, a man that he had known since Tatsu was a child. He had known the man and his corruption for a long, long time. Considering how even Tatsu's father had never had a kind word about him, the Raen felt no remorse in squaring off against him. Even if he had had doubts, it was worth it; it allowed Oka to keep running, to reach the fat spider that sat in the center of that corruption's web. They were both doing that needed to be done.
"You would betray us all, your own family? You'll pay for this with more than just a finger, boy."
It was true. If they failed, there was more on the line than single digits. Tatsu nodded. "You're right, Saburo-niisan," he said calmly. "Even my father likely won't understand when I tell him what's happened. But this ends here, tonight."
The words were barely past his lips when Saburo attacked. Tatsu deflected the blade, each swing of the roegadyn's katana coming down with enough force to make his arms tingle. Training with Oka for so long, however, meant that Tatsu was used to far more power and energy behind such strikes. The raging attacks of a middle-aged man were nothing in comparison. What Saburo did have the advantage in was experience.
Tatsu dodged and deflected as the clash of steel rang through the room and echoed in his horns. First blood was Saburo's, slicing neatly through skin and scale along Tatsu's forearm. Unfortunately for the lieutenant, that was also his downfall. Seeing blood on the tatami made Saburo grin and grow bolder. Tatsu kept his head and continued, unchanging. All it took was exploiting the recklessness of an overhead strike for Tatsu to get close, his hands and hilt fetching up against the bigger man's chest.
Saburo sputtered and coughed, spitting blood down into Tatsu's face. His expression of shock was not something that Tatsu savored. Tatsu stepped back, pulling his katana free and flicking it in a way that scattered more red rain on the floor and walls. There was nothing good about what they were doing; it was necessity.
((Oka of course belongs to @grumpy-limsan-customs-cat ))
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So I may of went diving in Pokemon home...
Welp I decided to get Pokemon Home for a month before the dlc, so I was organizing it and I found a stash of old pokemon.
These two are from Pokemon Black, my first owned game that I got Christmas 2011. The Emboar was edited by my Action Replay by accident, so it's stuck shiny. If i could get rid of the shiny easily I would. Victini was a pain in my playthrough due to me forgetting about how gym badges worked...
This random Hydreigon that has followed me since, I don't know who you are Kenneth but I may of traded you a shiny or something, but rest assured I still have this Hydreigon.
Finn's Gengar is the best case scenario, she will be returning back to her original OT as soon as I can trade. Originally the save file the Gengar was from got corrupted but I somehow kept this on hand.
A Bunnelby that I got from one of my Club Penguin friends who I lost contact through time, Jake if you are reading this somehow in the future or now. Let me know. I want to catch up with you!
Collin's Golurk is from a IRL friend that i still lost contact through time, I have him added on Steam but I feel dread trying to message them, I just usually hit backspace and close the chat window. But this Golurk is how i got into the Action Replay scene as he caught it with a Master Ball and leveled it up to 100. This fella will be traveling with me into the Indigo Disc and if code could have emotions from reading that it takes place in Unova... I think it would be emotional too.
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Me usually: wow I’m sick of how popular culture is so focused on nostalgia that’s just like “hey remember this thing????”
My brother: /links the trailer for a game that has cut scenes exactly in the style in the cd-I Zelda games and got the voice actors from that back but presumably has better game play
Me: never mind nostalgia is good actually
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What if feral Dream saw homeless sick and wounded 3- 4 years old children in his jewelry cave would he act violently or would he try to help? (they speak the forest language because well homeless but they still speak English because they weren’t homeless or feral I should say for as long as Dream has)
I dont know how he would react.
He does not like it.
But he doesn’t like anyone being in his nest.
He’s not one to trust others that are bipedal like him. To many bad memories.
He wouldn’t kill it or harm it, but he would be very hesitant to help.
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the man from u.n.c.l.e.
I drew this a long time ago.
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FFXIVWrite2023 - Prompt 19 - Weal
They were always careful about leaving anything permanent behind. When someone got a little too voracious about how they hit him, they would actually go so far as calling in a healer to look at him and make sure nothing would leave a scar behind. Of course, that healer was as corrupt as any of the rest of them, and would take their payment from him rather than anything monetary.
Actually paying to keep one piece of property pristine would be going too far, after all.
Kaoru breathed shallowly through his mouth, careful to make no unnecessary sounds. He sat in the darkness of his cell, silently grateful for the solitude, with his arms curled tight enough around himself that his fingertips could find the ragged edges of the newest marks. The healer would come soon. He tried to muster the enthusiasm to feel anything other than matter-of-fact about that knowledge. A normal person would be grateful, or relieved, or even a sense of dread from knowing what would be demanded of him as soon as his back was properly whole again. For Kaoru it was just another day. Another minute. They came one after another in a long, marching line that stretched on ahead of him into infinity.
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