Hatred. An emotion that consumes the Red Oni, their every action and thought. A wicked feeling. A haze of red.

⎯⎯⎯ ୨ 𝐅𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐒 ୧ ⎯⎯⎯⎯ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐓𝐀 𝐋𝐔𝐑𝐀 𝘏𝘦𝘩𝘦, 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘸.~ 𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐈𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝘓𝘦𝘵'𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘶𝘯, 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘦? [ 𝘿𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙁𝙖𝙡𝙯 𝘼𝙥𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙩. ]

| New fight interactions with scarlet will be put on a pause given that she's pretty much dying. ( She'll be back. )

ㅤ🔶 two posts back for galia and we're about to have an anime clash

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Yet, her eyes continues to blaze a golden fury. An undecipherable rage. " Hm . Keep wondering . " She spits on the ground after, gritting her teeth down.

| I need Scarlet dead.

ground like a statement, a sign of defeat. She attempted to stand, goodness knows she tried to, but her vision narrowed more and more as deep crimson dripped from her mouth, eyes slowly glazing over. It was only her and the rain pouring down from above. And then…she collapsed from weakness. ❫ ⠀

⠀ ❪ A weak, pained shout escaped from her lips once the claws came down on her ear. It only added to the pain she felt all over, the sheer pain made her feel sick to her stomach, it was indescribable. Her right eye twitched at the criticism, but she didn’t speak, her irregular breathing made it +

Scarlet steps forward. Each step is like a call of judgement. Like the ringing bell that signals one's end. She stands over Edge, her left hand held high. Claws ready to swipe down. . . She's just looking around, wondering where to harm. . Then. Down her claws go.

The heavens cry out. A sprinkling rain beginning to start up. Pitter patter. Pitter patter. A delicate rhythmic song that is played by the rain hitting the trees and soon the ground. A calming tune, one that does not match the chaotic duel.

| Okay, time to have Scarlet go in.

Fresh blood decorated the oni's claws, a fresh mark raked into the rabbid. The Oni watches, with a smug gaze, as the blade is swung so fast. A blur. The same hand that clawed into Edge's back, moves to catch the blade that is whipped at her. Crck! A gross sound as the blade is caught.

The strike misses Edge entirely, and Scarlet's fist collides with the grassy earth they stood at. Leaving a smoking crater behind. If a strike like that hit Edge, who's to say how severe the damage would have been.

| I schleep

A back and forth of damage, of force. The blade swung, and hit Scarlet several times over, a series of cuts placed onto her skin. . Which was already, albeit slowly, piecing themselves together. A jump back, her claws dig into the bark of a nearby tree. Then, a cackling laugh.

Scarlet. . Just stands there. Watching the spinning blade with pin point accuracy. Each movement, watching as it spins, as the distance is closed in. Then, with single decisive strike, she swings the bat down onto Edge's blade.

" A grudge set up by someone else ? As if I'd let others manipulate me like that. I hate everyone, everything, you're not special. " Rolling their glinting yellow eyes . Eyes narrowed as they continue to look at his back .

Eyes darting back to the Warrior, the Berserker reacts with a split second to spare, a strand of hair trimmed shorter than the rest. She's chastising herself, she should be faster than this. A huff of steam, a warm breath of hate.

" Just pin needles? Perhaps I should glare even harder, until you feel a knife in your back. " She spits out, words thick with malice and hatred. " I'm not looking to make 'good' impressions with strangers I already despise. I'm not looking to make 'friends' either. "

Silence, the statement that Edge knew why Scarlet was here, knew what she wanted, that was all the confirmation she needed. Scarlet moves both her hands around the hilt of the wooden nail bat. A stance like she's ready to swing a home run.

| Getting the urge to commission some art of Scarlet. . . Arm loss? Older Scarlet? Hmm. . .

@flyingblade.bsky.social Carrying around such a weapon was going to grab the Red Oni's attention. A weapon for someone of short stature, it tells the Oni that they are powerful. Powerful enough to put her six feet under? That's what she's desperate to find out.

| Heard you want your oc maimed. . . Would be a shame if Scarlet got their mitts on 'em-

| hey

" Shut UP. The time for TALK is OVER. " The Red Oni can only smirk with glee, a curved line that grows ever more. The bat is annihilated. This is what she is hoping for. Release, an individual that can finally give her a proper warrior's death. Death. Something she's been chasing.

@creationsgenesis.bsky.social For the past few nights, Steve has heard horrific noises outside their homestead. Whether it's the dying moans and gurgling moans of monsters that lurk in the night. Or the scream from animals, which are soon silenced, as they are left missing the next day.

⠀ ⠀ 𝑓𝑙𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑑𝑒. 𝕾𝐓𝐄𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝕺𝐅 𝕾𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐒… ⠀ ⠀

| also hello to all the new peeps that followed cuz of the anya dying event Scarlet is an irredeemable asshole ! Thanks for coming to my ted talk

| especially while i was zonked out Idk how I was still able to slightly write

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Scarlet towers over Anya, yanking her arm back as she rips Anya's heart out from her body. Her heart is nothing but a broken tool within Scarlet's hand. . Scarlet crushes more of it's life out. Before dropping it onto the ground. " . . . What a pitiful end. " An insult to their book end.

Each swing descends down, harder than the last. Each more severe. Crack. Snap. Crunch. A horrifying sight to the bystanders. A distant roar of thunder. Scarlet stands above Anya, huffing out anger. ”馬鹿な女の子。” The metal bat falls to the ground with a nasty clank .

  ⠀⠀# #mvrp × #rpsky × #blueskyrp × #gamerp × #fightrp × #nmhrp × #nomoreheroesrp  

The bus crawls closer, closer, closer. The hope that Scarlet would back off. Would turn away from the act being seen. . The Red Oni approaches, punching, ripping a piece of the bus stop off. Wielding it like a club, a brutal tool, a brutal weapon.

Not a single word escapes their lips that resembles an apology, that resembles an offering, that resembles them pleading for their life. Oh. Oh, Scarlet can only provide a horrid, pissed off look. Lights in the distance, the bus draws closer to the bus stop.

" Say ? No. Words are meaningless. . " She's grown too used to being given offerings, to humans bowing their heads in forgiveness. Begging, pleading for their lives. Then, she reaches out to grab them by their hair, and throws them to the ground. " Apologize properly, by pleading for your life. "

" So ? Use yer damn eyes. " Those blazing irises do not calm down. Most would accept the apology and move on. Stepping into the safety of the bus stop. " Nearly fuckin' fell on my face, cuz of ya' , stupid bitch . . "

Rain pelting down, the Red Oni was making her own way to the bus stop. Yet, Anya practically ran into the Oni, causing her to stumble and nearly fall over. Foot stamping down, anger is building up within her core. " Oi. Watch it. " She bites.

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❝ 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒇 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆. . . ❞

❝They are ripping up and selling off what makes us us, without any of us really even knowing it. 600,000 missing people are declared each year, some of them never return because they've been devoured.❞ 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐚. 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐦𝐩. 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫. 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡. | #MVRP |

| even the pin or i blow up.