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these_balls) wrote2010-04-27 11:40 pm
these_balls) wrote2010-04-27 11:40 pm
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Understand the secrets and have some fun
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SKULL | katekyo hitman REBORN! | not reserved
Affiliation: team rocket
Starter: remoraid ( lv. 15 ), trubbish ( lv. 5 )
Password: spring rolls
Samples
First Person Sample:
VIDEO
[ the minute the video turns on, a voice sounds: ]
What kind of—! Oh—
[ until— he notices the image is so blurry you can't see a thing if you tried. the small figure adjusts the screen to fit his image, camera only getting his abdomen. once the screen seems to sharpen, he clears his throat, props the device up somewhere, quickly steps back and—
yes, your eyes don't deceive you. that is a baby.
that is a baby in a full leather motorcycling suit with face piercings and make up and— is that a teardrop tattoo or more make up-? ]
What kind of shitty shit is this?!
[ he's being loud and he'd look a lot more . . . intimidating, maybe? if he didn't have such a baby face with all that pizazz— in his head, he has reason to be angry, though! see, skull doesn't usually take his helmet off for many reasons, and today was already off to a crazy start. he had woken up only a few moments ago, and lo', what does he find? not only is he in a strange room, with a fish that was flopping all over the place next to his bed, poor fish—
but there was a trubbish sitting in his helmet. his precious, precious biker helmet. to help visualize his disgust, the infant picks up the camera and turns it angrily towards the sight— and there it is. a rather innocent trubbish sitting all cozy in there. when it notices it's on camera, its ears perk up, and it smiles shyly. oh, hello! ]
—You're not supposed to smile, damn it!! G-get out of there if you know what's good for you!!
[ skull's voice cracks as he only seems to raise his volume further, sounding as pissed as a man finding a scratch on his brand new car— and the poor thing, unknowing of what it did wrong, flinches, flattens its ears and starts slinking away to hide under the bed— leaving behind a trail of . . . garbage ooze. it probably got nervous or scared to have emitted the smell and such—
not only does it stink a lot right now, but his helmet tho
he wants to die ]
Who put— live garbage in my helmet?! When I find you, I'll—! [ there's a very quick pause— what was he going to do? bah, never mind that—! he had to at least look like he'd do something! ]
You'll wish you were already dead after seeing The Great Skull's wrath!! Show yourself!! And maybe I'll let you wear it for a few hours instead of a few days!! And you'll wash the goddamn thing, too!!
[ he turns to his helmet, then— noooo it's so gross right now. he can't even get near it. he tries, he really does— but he gags and retreats, turning away, covering his mouth and crouching on his knees. ]
W-was this—? [ god if it was— of course, he wouldn't have the guts to do anything, even if it was who he thought it was, but you know the deal. when fumes fly and you see red, you don't really think all too well, either. he grabs the device with desperate realization, and nearly yells into the speakers. ]
Where's Reborn?! If— I'll pay you if you find him!! Just bring me that sideburn asshole to me and I'll give him hell—!
[ aaaand then, the other half of realization hits, where his expression sinks to that of a dead man walking. panic starts to rush through him in an instant, and he's suddenly shaking his head, his free hand, almost trying to hide his face away from the recording. ]
D-don't tell him I said that!! Forget what I said!! I'll just— Ahh—
[ wow this is such a mess he doesn't even know what to do with himself anymore. skull grabs the device then, fumbling with it to turn the damn thing off before things get worse-! ]
Goddamn it—
[ there's some muttered italian, something like telefono stupido and merda merda merda, before he finally gets it right, and the feed cuts off. ]
Third Person Sample:
Rocket missions where daily occurrences for rockets— for Skull, there's little change in that. Evening begins to set in Goldenrod, darkening the alley ways and unlit corners, a time that's just right for a bit of organized trouble. The infant is walking along on his own with his small legs, with his Octillery, Rem, grappling onto his body from behind, while a Trubbish follows right behind him. The stench is absolutely horrid, but Skull doesn't feel it enough to put his walking garbage away thanks to his filtering helmet, and besides that— he was going to need the little guy.
He couldn't mess little lackey missions like this up, even more so if he wanted to shake off the stupid GRUNT title. He was no grunt, no coffee boy for the alphas and administrators— He was the great Skull, and the great Skull didn't take shit from anybody! ( okay, so maybe a few people— but that's besides the point! ) Skull was a bit giddy to start; under his gloves he can feel the sweat against his fingers and the fabric, the heat in his helmet— The Octillery, while happy to be working, is also a nervous little thing— his tentacles begin to suckle onto Skull's helmet, an attempt to stay calm when it only makes its trainer fume a bit.
"Rem— Damn it, I can't see, you know!" He has to stop and manually remove his partner, grumbling that he can't keep his sticky tentacles off of him like Oodako does— the Trubbish, simply nicknamed "Trash" is just doing its job, sending people running thanks to the smell. It's what they wanted; to evacuate the vicinity, keep it clean from any witnesses! This plan is perfect!, he thinks. Hah, there's no way the could deny me now!
After reaching their destination, a small jewelry corner store, Skull stops right in front of the door, and cranes his head to get a better look from the window. He can't quite see all that well thanks to his size, but Rem does the honors, giving a signal and okaying the mission's start. Let's do this, he says to himself. There's no way this can go wrong. He planned it, after all ( which is why it will most likely go wrong ). Trash makes its way inside the jewelery store, and shutting the door behind him, Skull keeps watch by the door's frame, to make sure no one gets in.
Alas, with Trash's scent elsewhere, it isn't too much of an off thing to have people showing up again. Specifically, a young woman that seems to be walking right by them.
"Hey! Lady!" It would have been best not to say anything, and Rem shakes its head. They were doing so well, and its a shame that he couldn't keep his trainer's mouth shut, either. The lady seems confused— just where is that little voice coming from-?
"Hey!! HEY!"
It's where she finally looks down, meeting face to helmet with Skull. He stands firmly planted to the door's front, making sure she won't try and get in, while the Octillery protests the interaction, throwing its tentacles in front of Skull's view.
"Geh— C'mon, Rem—!"
She's laughing, saying something about a cute child— this is already moving along very well, as you can see. Skull's cheeks begin to flush under the helmet as his ears pick up the chuckle and words, pulling each tentacle off with some struggle and protesting, both with body language and his own loud, scrawny voice.
"I-I never said you could laugh!! This street's off limits, lady! You're lucky The Great Skull is giving you a chance to—"
Quite suddenly, an explosion sounds inside the store, shooting the door off its hinges— and colliding with both Skull and Rem in the process. All that's heard from him is a surprised yelp before he disappears under a mess of wood, the Octillery sprawled over him. The woman takes cover and flees once the explosion brings about a much too putrid scent, leaving the scene—
The simple mission was a failure, of course; All three were knocked out. The Trubbish from its unexpected Explosion, and Skull with Rem k.o'ed by a flying door. That isn't to say the scene it caused afterward, needing another Rocket to quickly show up and clean up after the infant's mess. Next time, things will be different.
Hopefully.
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1) You may take advantage of the fact that characters may receive new or healed bodies upon their entrance to the game and place Skull in a body that matches his mental age, regardless of his physical form at his canonpoint.
2) You may start him in his infant form, subject to all of the physical drawbacks and complications that naturally come with that form.
However, Skull will not be subject to any unusual or accelerated growth or aging; should you choose the "infant form" option, he will age and grow at a standard human rate, according to the IC length of time he stays in the game.
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