Devils Never Cry ♕

[Indie RP account for Oga Tatsumi from the Beelzebub series from Shounen Jump. Everyone welcomed.

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{-♛-} —— Like a statue she stood her ground, not flinching a muscle as he came towards her. Watching his motions before and during the attack she calculated a number of ways to dodge his attack or counter attack with something more powerful. Not given enough time to run through each scenario she picked the first. Shifting to the side away from his fist its self, Satsuki waited for the precise time his fist made impact with the ground or whatever he had planned.

Whatever his target turned out to be she knew with that kind of power it would cause a ripple affect. One that could- would very well crack the ground beneath them and cause a shock wave strong enough to blow her away. Which is why she ready herself to jump at the moment, then anchor herself to whatever solid ground she could afterwards with her sword and heels. For now she would only take a defensive approach to this battle. Destructive power could only go so far, soon he would become tired and that would be the time for her to strike.
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Another factor that played into her planning was her own strength. Junketsu was a powerful suit that offered almost untouchable force but it had a catch. She could only wear it in override for so long and Matoi was already taking most of that time up. If the Kiryuin wanted to win- which she did- that meant she’d have to conserve her energy for when she needed it most. To waste it all during the beginning of the battle was a tactic only fools used.

The light buzzing dispersed as the destructive illumination cleared away. Within its wake, there would be a gaping crater that had its fill of the ground the pair of demonic son and human parent rising out at a walking pace. One of the many advantages of this power was how much more aware it made Oga. His senses leaned more towards the end of the tyke latched to his back. So the steadied pace of Honnouji’s leader was taken into account. If anything, she didn’t look like she had any motives of going in for the strike.

Not like she needed too, she’s not the one going around challenging people. That fact made a small smile appear upon his lips. Still, her mettle was the real deal. An experienced noted how she pressed out of harm’s way at the best available second. This was giving his deep driven instincts its long awaited stretch as his mind began to work as well. Just what would be the best way to show her a thing or two? Once he emerged from the crater, his last slow step would be upon their even surface before he bounced back to action.

Focus.

It was time they took this one step higher.

If she aimed to counter, then he’d handle that with a counter of his own. The instinctively driven plan drove him forward as the breakneck speed summoned before only seemed to grow sharper as his mind became more applied to the task. Just like before, it’d take no time at before the distance of them to be rendered short. However, there would be difference compared to the straight charge from before. The hint would be the bolts of demonically charged electricity that began to course up his forearm.

No way in hell she’s getting the red carpet treatment on how to deal with me. Let’s get her on the move too!’ In synch with the bolts cycling his skin, there would be another set of bolts cycle right around underneath the standing radius of the Kiryuin. Setting the charge sight, all it took was a split second for the move to be made. There wasn’t a doubt in his mind she’d find some way to handle this, but that was the something he planned to handle! Rather than openly naming the attack, it’d be spoken clear within his head as he jutted up the crest embedded forearm.

Zebul.. Blast!’

Once called, the sparks elevated to a clear circular area as more electricity thinned out underneath. The only other warning would be intensity of the power before a tower of electricity erupted underneath the very place she stood. It was another technique that had her entire frame in its line of sight. Contact with it could serve as both a burning and shocking experience. All within this moment, this is where he had to keep the momentum between at a constant!


[Pitou] Is punched for it was she who was the anon! "..."

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”.. …….” Wasn’t this a awkward stance? Little did he know, this was even his little oreo thief from before! The past wasn’t know and the present was all too painfully clear as he felt skin now pressed against her jaw. Impressively enough, this odd catgirl didn’t go flying. Blinking once, twice, slowly did his fist unwind itself the struck location. Now this was a bad example to be giving Baby Beel!

"….Uh. You’re seriously telling me that you’re the one that wanted to go on about exploding cookies?” Nice attempt at freaking conversation! He couldn’t just go over the he struck her fact! The fact he did just showed how guilty he felt!

There was a pause, as if Pitou were in shock that she’d been struck over what she considered humor. Her tail was straightened, bristled, and her eyes stared straight ahead, her body rigid and resisting the force of Oga’s punch that might have sent a lesser being flying.

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"You… hit me."

It wasn’t as if she actually exploded the cookies… why?

As Oga’s fist was removed from her face Pitou’s ruby eyes stared into his own, eerily vacant of emotion as she attempted to process her next course of action.

Alright… if that was the game he wanted to play! Pitou’s paw clenched into a fist and she returned fire, luckily without aura pooled into her arm, and she struck back at Oga’s face.

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"And now we’re even. I’ll have to note your lack of a sense of humor."

"I did." A equally tensed repliy followed Pitou’s statement. It was uncanny for this to be a reaction of all things. Many would have been fuming in anger and aiming to viciously claim their just desserts as they’d deserve. Her eyes however became this void of emptiness that roused a stir within him. It was almost as any source of spirit had been sapped away as they were rendered to a standstill. Not a step forward would be taken nor a step back would made in the form of retreat. He committed a wrong, so he was prepared to make it right.

So thus the surprisingly quick blow had come. If it hadn’t been for his pooled experienced in fights that varied from a natural to supernatural degree, he wouldn’t of seen this coming at all! Oga’s teeth were clenched and his defense braced up as best they could within the short second of time before the attack had struck. A burst of searing pain swelled through his jaw as his feet gritted against the ground, the effort of resistance being poured in as well. Damn did that smart! The fact this woman has caused him to skid a small distance could be compliment enough.

Within a split moment of time, a fiery look of a warrior bloomed with the eyes of Ishiyama’s best. How come he hadn’t picked up on this earlier? His senses were alert with the awakening pain and the presence of power looming underneath that frame could be felt. Just as quick as the gaze came, that indifferent gaze of his returned to the forefront. However, he’d be smiling this underneath a fist that wiped at his jaw.

"Exploding cookies just happened to be a tripping stone of mine. Oreos just can’t be risked, y’know? Consider about anything else free game."


[Pitou] Is punched for it was she who was the anon! "..."

”.. …….” Wasn’t this a awkward stance? Little did he know, this was even his little oreo thief from before! The past wasn’t know and the present was all too painfully clear as he felt skin now pressed against her jaw. Impressively enough, this odd catgirl didn’t go flying. Blinking once, twice, slowly did his fist unwind itself the struck location. Now this was a bad example to be giving Baby Beel!

"….Uh. You’re seriously telling me that you’re the one that wanted to go on about exploding cookies?” Nice attempt at freaking conversation! He couldn’t just go over the he struck her fact! The fact he did just showed how guilty he felt!

Anonymous said—

cluck like a chicken oga you know you wanna do it

No.

Anonymous said—

.... with FLAVOR.

-PUNCHES YOU FOR GETTING ME WORRIED.-

I KNOW ABOUT COOKIES THAT REALLY EXPLODE, AIN’T THE TIME FOR THAT JOKE DAMN IT.

-Hoards Moreos.-

Posted: 18 hours ago on 24/7/14 at 7:23pm
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Anonymous said—

The Moreos explode....

"Wha—-"

Posted: 18 hours ago on 24/7/14 at 7:22pm
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Tags: #Anon #Oga asks #oh no. #Anonymous

*Leaves a box of Moreo's for the Oga*

There is a heaven.

The new edition of the weekly shounen had slipped and dropped from his hands due to the gift received at his door. Words, was there any one out of the endless amount that could craft the words of thanks he wanted to give this woman? All he knew was that he was 0.02 seconds away from drooling and his stomach gave the most audible rumble to date. The signed name on the delivered box gave him all the info that he needed to know.

This was the perks of brother— sister, no, whatever it is in arms! Especially in the case of a call as grand as this one. Beel watched with clear amusement and wonder as his foster parent plucked up the package. So much care was given; he almost confused this as a new edition to the family. Moreos. Beel would today learn what having too much power in the world of decisions truly meant. Now is the time when he will to go and enjoy each and every single bite alongside of Ishiyama’s Oga Tatsumi.

"Someone needs to go and get this woman a damn oscar already. No, y’know what? I will myself after I chomp down on these babies."

Today was too damn good.


Dude I found out apparently it is possible to make a chocolate chip cookie with whole Oreo cookies inside of it. You think we should get someone to make some?

"Like this needs to even be a question!? I know a good couple of cooks out there aiming to jump off to the kitchen and make magic happen! This can put the frickin’ end to those damn cookie disputes!"

"Don’t forget the hundred jugs of chocolate milk! We’re about to have a dessert feast fit for kings tonight! Let’s roll!"

cambixn replied to your post: cambixn replied to your post “im gonna…

why would i feel cold and empty about kicking satans ass. you know the guy that’s killed people for no reason at all? he’s kinda the master of all evil? i think i’ll feel pretty good afterwards.

"N’ that’s cool and all. But is that really all you want to live these days out for?" Pausing, he was mildly that he was raising considerable questions. Maybe it was that cold edge which he fought for that didn’t sit right with him. One could  even say it was a difference of views. A grunt of mild frustration escaped before he shook his head.

"But hell, who am I to give a word or two?"

Posted: 1 day ago on 24/7/14 at 11:20am
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-waves at Beel-

Mildly drowsy eyes would catch the familiar set of fingers giving him greeting. Latched to his parent’s shoulder, he lazily brushed his face back and forth on his sleeve to try wrestling away the hold of sleep. “Aiiiiih~” A soft yawn escaped while he slowly rose up his head. The sun was shining and no way did it bring good fortune to those that wanted to sleep in his face. That’s when Koan would finally be met with a proper scene.

Dah." Was he trying to be charming!? Thus in return, a happy squeal of greeting and a cheerful wave would be given in return. This little demon lord was now ready to start the day!