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YOU KNOW YOU'RE BETTER THAN THIS.
private and selective multimuse. penned by bo; a sideblog to my main, paozus. mun is 21+ and minors will be blocked. muses are subject to be added and deleted at my discretion.
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Your mom told me to look out for you, Oliver.
"well, I don't need looking out for, y'know?" oliver can't hide the annoyance, but he wasn't mad at yukako. or even at his mom, really. he stands on it though, crossing his arms in defense. "don't know if you forgot or something, but my brother? he's Invincible! and my dad? he like used to be the strongest hero on earth!"
maybe it wasn't a good idea to talk about omni-man, he still couldn't be sure how some people would react. but yukako was a good friend, so she'd understand ( hopefully ). he grins with pride, letting his hands ball into fists so he can do a signature hero pose.
"if anything, I need to look out for you! with my strength and your psychic powers, we can do anything."
@kudakenai
he chuckles darkly, both hands on his hips. the feisty ones were always fun to mess with. always so emotional, whining about some high morality bullshit he couldn't care less about. if looks could kill, no doubt mark would be pushing up daisies with the way she's glaring him. but they can't and mark loves it. at the mention of the destruction he's caused, he looks around to admire the sights, the sounds. a sigh of satisfaction follows.
"i don't know... if ya asked me, it's an improvement from how it was before." mark shrugs nonchalantly, letting his shoulders fall without a care. "it's not like anyone important died!" unfortunately. "nothing but lame humans!"
mark mocks her further, gasping loudly and feigning fear. he raises a hand to his mouth, brows downturning in worry.
"oh no...! your big scawy power...? whatever am I gonna do?!" immediately his expression twists into a more sinister grin and he launches towards her, reeling his fist back to deliver a powerful punch before he can give her the chance.
He's a super-powered lunatic with a bad haircut, embracing the bloody carnage and metropolis-turned-wasteland far below the two of them. Yukako purses her lips to her scrunched nose, giving the appearance of someone who's just caught a bad scent. The brainless brute in the meantime assesses the rubble he reduced the city into with a Cheshire cat grin, leaving her to wonder if he (and the other malevolent Invincible variants by extension) had his wits about him while he created war zones in his wake.
There has to be a reason they left their dimensions and came to theirs. With a seat at the proverbial table among the most powerful minds on the planet, she makes it her goal to figure it out. Are they in a contest with each other to determine which among them will rule the world? Do they simply want to destroy it because it's fun? Because they can? Is the answer so important that she will delay killing this one?
“ You're gonna die. ” Not a damn chance.
Yukako's dark eyes widen against the angered furrow of her brows as the mohawked Invincible hurls a balled fist at her, forcing her onto the defense. She lifts her arms from either side of her and disappears from his path, the after-image of her body quickly fading into the backdrop of a devastated metropolis. From nothingness the psychic reappears, at a coordinate plane different than her last: right behind him, her reeled arm swinging forward with a fist of her own to hit the variant across the face.
her threat only pushes marks bloodlust further. if it was even possible, his grin widens. unlike so many members of the GDA, he was unfamiliar with her and what she was capable of. and that made it all the more exciting. his fist whiffs the air instead of her face like he wanted, a shockwave blasts through the air from the amount of pressure while her after image fades away.
he growls in annoyance; some sort of teleportation? invisibility? his mind races for clues on her secrets, but before he can register where she may have ran off to, a hard blow slams into his head, ringing his ears and knocking his head forward. his eyes widen, not expecting to actually feel such a pain. especially from a human.
but the shock doesn't last. mark whips his non dominant arm behind him, grabbing her wrist before she has the chance to retreat again.
"clever...." but there's no niceties in his compliment, his teeth clenched in a hard grin. he grabs her arm with his other one, his brows furrowed in irritation.
"I almost felt that one!" with an extreme amount of strength, he spins her in the air gaining momentum then let's her go without a care towards the wreckage just below them. he gives it a moment to see where she may end up before flying after her. he'd hate for the fun to end so soon.
That's not at all what you said. [for mohawk mark]
mark taps his finger on his chin, eyes looking up and a dramatic sigh leaving his lips.
"mmm..... I dunno! I think I'd remember a lot better than you would about what I said... don't ya think~?" per usual, he's playing with her; toying with her strength and intelligence because his was just oh-so superior. "I can repeat it for you, if you really need me to." he shrugs and then looks around. all his other variants had to be long gone, right? usually they liked to pop in whenever they wanted and do their own thing. fucking assholes, he'd kill them himself if they started to bug him.
he waits until he's sure the coast is clear, and looks back at her. that shit eating smirk still on his face. "what I said was, I think we can help each other. instead of fighting and you, well losing. you can get a break from the action and a little knowledge on angstrom. while I can get that guy to open the dimension he promised me."
of course that's not what he actually had said. what he originally said to her, was that there was no way this dimension was important. and then it got the wheels in his brain turning.
@kudakenai
"Can you believe his nerve, Conquest?!" [shes definitely shittalking cecil]
"why don't you just kill him then?" a huge overreaction, but it made perfect sense to him. conquest was a tad bit preoccupied, 'cleaning' up the mess he made after his last battle. if cleaning up was picking up huge pieces of rubble and throwing them out of sight, out of mind? he was a pro. it was a waste of time, but that cecil fellow always insisted. and he didn't take orders from those so much weaker than him.
after he chucks a boulder far out into the stratosphere, he sighs and wipes his hands together. "now I already know what you're gonna say.... 'we can't just kill him, that's illegal, old man!'. that's an excuse. what good has he done then take the glory of those doing all the work, when he sits back and observes? he claims it's for the best of this world." it's laughable really. so much effort for a weak little planet.
"I doubt that. he shouldn't have the nerve, I agree. I'd take the whole nervous system out."
@kudakenai
Staying silent about it won't help, Oliver.
he knows that, but it doesn't make it any easier to speak. it made him feel vulnerable, and earth was still pretty knew for him. how could someone so normal like yukako even hope to understand? Oliver huffs and pouts, sitting down in one of these office chairs the gda had around.
"I know...." oliver mutters, wringing his hands together. those 2 words open the faucet of bottle up emotions and he looks at her, his eyes pleading.
"im just... scared! some days it feels like no matter what I do.... everyone's still gonna see me as some alien monster that's going to hurt them! but that's not true, I'm good. I'm good!" repeating it was more for hus benefit then for hers, he realizes in this moment. oliver sniffs, his voice shaking slightly.
"do you think.... I'm gonna end up some evil murderer when I'm older?"
@kudakenai
❝ so ya changed yer mind 'bout it? ❞ for that lettuce guy
"I wouldn't even call it that." turles spits the words out with a hint of annoyance. his last memories of earth weren't pleasant. it's funny how much can change in what felt like so little time. uncertainty plagued his mind, after all this was never on his list for a new 'home'. his spaceship ended up destroyed with the rest of namek too. in his mind, he was trapped here. the least he could do was make the best of it.
a sigh passes by his lips while his shoulders lax. he extends a hand out towards goku.
"it's more like I have a proposition for you." join up with him and use that new golden power to assert control over the universe? it disappoints him how well he knows this saiyan warrior will never go for it. "I can show you some of my techniques. in exchange, you show me your little training routines, or whatever the key to your strength is." turles would never just come right out and ask for his teachings. far too embarrassing.
@age736
PROMPTS FOR PRE ESTABLISHED CONNECTIONS AND CREATING HISTORY BETWEEN CHARACTERS * assorted dialogue for giving your characters a history and giving them past things or events to talk about, adjust as necessary
(Sentences for muses who like to gossip with each other. Adjust phrasing where needed)
❛ … and then i just snapped. ❜
"you just...snapped??" for someone to do this much damage because of the fact that he didn't get his way..it was alarming and he wished that that other mark had killed him. but here he was, he could hear the screams of hundreds of innocent people around him from the collapsed buildings, it wasn't a pretty sight to say the least. it didn't look like there was going to be any backup for him either, just perfect.
his hand was holding onto the gaping wound on his side, the other--well let's just say it made what komodo dragon did to him look like a walk in the park, instead of just the four arm being gone, the entire arm was severed off--right to the stump. he was in no shape for battle right now and he had a feeling this man knew that.
mark tsks in frustration. rex's response is not what he had expected, yet that was only the tip of the iceberg for this shitstorm. he's used to this. of course this universes rex would be no different. frail, pathetic, weak, strong-willed.
yet... the anger in his mind didn't stop the weird feeling in his stomach. the state of him wasn't a pretty sight, no doubt one of his variants was the culprit. that just pissed him off more. so much so, he couldn't keep his thoughts from spilling out, a river of mouth vomit.
"what? you blew out your eardrums too with all your explosions? I don't repeat myself!" he yelled, his arms raising to the place around them. "look at this... this hell, huh?!" as if on cue, another explosion goes off in the distance to accentuate his point. "all of this? because humans only ever wanted to use me. well, shoes on the other foot now, ain't it?!"
mark laughs cruelly, swallowing down the building up anger before it blew up too much all for rex to see. his laughter isn't real, slowing to a stop and he's reminded of the state rex here is in and the emotions stir up again. he has to look away, he can't stand the state hes in. face turning to the side.
"why don't you just get outta here? not like there's anything left for you! besides, I don't finish other people's food."
OK anyway whens an eve gonna ship with mohawk mark.
*throws an everything bagel with cream cheese at conquest and runs away*
he's quick to catch the projectile before it hits him, careful not to crush it in his grip. instinctively he chases the perpetrator just as fast, the attempt to run away is laughable at best with his speed. the cold grip of his gauntlet tightly holds onto the back of their neck; not too much pressure so he doesn't break a new toy so soon.
"hey now! don't leave so soon. you must want my attention. now you got it." with one hand still on their neck, he looks at the bagel. cream cheese is splattered on his fingers, various other things on it that he could only imagine were earth delicacies. on any other day, he'd crush this little thing into dust. but today, he was feeling adventurous.
conquest takes a massive bite leaving only a single bite left that he throws to the side like trash. he swallows it down in mere moments, and frowns. "disappointing. this is what your kind call 'food'?" his grip tightens ever so slightly before he chuckles.
"what a waste... I'll need something much more... filling for my appetite. you understand."
Cecil would treat Conquests unconscious(?) body as a well to keep his darkest secrets the same way Conquest did to mark before attempting to kill him
INVINCIBLE DOODLE DUMP!!!!! I finished season 3 and I LOVED it. conquest is my new bookie bear, he's soooooooo lovely. BEEN DRAWING A BIT, even made my own Invincible Variant up there!