forum "How would you like to be... a villain's acquaintance?" (OxO closed)

Started January 19, 2023 by Deleted user

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Sylvia grinned, "Well then. Would-" She drew her hand back slightly. "Is it okay if I put it on you? You know, it just- here, just… take it."

The young villainess impulsively shot her hand towards the other girl, inevitably letting a light shade of pink cover her cheeks and nose.

(I'm not sure…)

Clarissa was taken slightly off guard by Sylvia's offering to put the necklace on her and the sudden embarrassment that the villainess was showing after making the offer. “I can do it.” she said softly as she took the necklace and fastened it in place.

(K, whenever you're comfortable. 😅👍🏽)

Sylvia could only watch as the woman put on the necklace; the gemstone glistened as it made contact with her body, flashing many different colors. The colors penetrated her skin, visibly mixing with her blood, creating a glowing vein-like tattoo from her heart to her shoulder.

(thanks 😅)

Clarissa jumped a little at the flashing colors and the new mark that appeared on her skin. “You know… I really would like more information about what I‘m actually getting involved with before the next thing happens and gives me a heart attack.” she groaned, rubbing her forehead at her lack of forethought. “Is there anything else I need to know?”

Almost as soon as she finished her question, a section of the wall exploded inward, showering dust and some debris around the two women.

"Well… I don't think anything else is supposed to happen." Sylvia's face gradually faded into its naturally pale-ish tint.

As she observed the gemstone's effects on the woman, she was knocked down by the impact of the explosion. Eyes widened in shock and confusion, she instinctively glanced at the woman then at the shattered wall.

Clarissa barely managed to cover her head from the explosion but was knocked down as well. “Ok, what the hell!” she groaned angrily.

“Personally, I think you should hire better security. There was hardly any challenge.” Citrine Quartz quipped smugly as he flew into the courtyard.

Sylvia hissed when the familiar voice reached her ears, "Personally, I think your eyes should be burnt out of their sockets, and your intestines brutally ripped out of your abdomen, but then again,"

She stood up, her eyes glistening their usual color, this time more vibrant. The villainess lifted herself a few feet off the ground, holding a vivid green flame in each hand. "That's just my opinion, isn't it?"

Citrine Quartz shrugged casually at the threat, nonplussed by the display. “Either way, I’m actually here because I heard you decided to add kidnapping to your list of crimes.” he smirked. “But I'm in a good mood today so if you just hand over your newest victim and I won't turn you in right away.”

Sylvia glared at the hero, "Well, I'm surprised that murder still isn't added to your list of crimes, Citrina." She impulsively threw the flames and a few large shards of poison lined glass at the hero in rage.

Citrine glared at the nickname and dodged the careless attacks. “Well, this is mature of you.” he scoffed. “I make a generous offer at you start throwing poison at me.”

Clarissa watched the fight from as safe a place as she could find and couldn't help but glare. She knew Citrine’s reputation as a public hero, though she always thought he was a little much at times. And she was not a fan of the flashy yellow-green cape he wore. But right now, he was annoying her more than Sylvia had been. Especially with his misogynistic attitude.

"Yeah right, playboy. Are we just gonna ignore the fact that you should be dead by now?" She kept blindly throwing the shards at Citrine, "Go mess with some other girl, or guy. I don't know, you're probably gay as hell."

The words came pouring out of her mouth irrationally, only thing on her mind was revenge. While she attacked the hero, around fifty or more black, shadow-like snakes slithered out from behind her and latched their fangs on her nemesis, "Frickin' hypocrite."

“Oh, come on. First of all, you're not even trying.” the hero pointed out, rolling his eyes. “And second, rude! And a bit of a hypocrite yourself.” Citrine smirked, dropping out of the way of her latest barrage. Though once the shadow snakes grabbed him, he focused on pulling them off.

"Oh really? And how so?" Glad her distraction had worked; Sylvia aimed a medium sized shard at Citrine's stomach and simultaneously threw several tiny shards at the rest at his body.

“You’re joking, right?” he scoffed, using his telekinesis to lift a piece of debris and block the large shard. “You really expect me to believe that the reason you obsess over how I dealt with your predecessor is just because of a mentor/mentee relationship?” he asked smugly.

Clarissa’s eyes widened at the implication of Citrine’s statement before finding herself running at him. “You bastard!” she screamed, not caring if he was right or just trying to get under Slyvia’s skin.

"She was like an older sister to me, you idiot." Sylvia's eyes widened when she saw Clarissa running towards Citrine. She trapped her in a net-like aura from a distance and lifted her back to where she was before.

After that, she used her telekinesis to grow large vines behind the hero, wrapping around him like boa constrictors.

Clarissa grunted as she was thrown back and tried to get back up.

“Oh? Was that who you kidnapped?” Citrine asked, ignoring Slyvia’s comment as he started snapping the vines. “Not a very smart girl is she?”

Trying to catch her breath, Sylvia whipped her head around to face her enemy, “Whether she is smart or not, shouldn’t matter to you.” Still breathing heavily, she clenched her fist until it turned white.

Blood trickled down the hero’s throat as it slowly slit open, as if an invisible knife went down his neck. “I’ve been perfecting this for a year now…” She almost whispered as she struggled to keep herself suspended in midair. “And I don’t regret it one bit.” Sylvia managed to form a crazed smile as she staggered backwards, uncurling her fist to let him bleed.

Citrine gasped, actually surprised by the new ability and the fact that he was bleeding. He quickly brought this hand up to staunch the blood flow and glared at Sylvia before flying out. Most likely heading back to his base to get healed.

Clarissa stared in shock at the injury and the way that Sylvia seemed to be enjoying it.

Sylvie could only gaze blankly ahead of her once the hero left. She let herself fall to the ground, still a bit disoriented and started to cough up small droplets of blood. Her mind eventually straightened itself a bit, allowing her to look around and try to stand up. "So, where were we?"

Clarissa didn't move. On one hand, she was worried about Sylvia after seeing her cough up blood and wondered if she was alright… But on the other, it was clear to her that the villain wasn’t alright because she had just used her power to cut the throat of another person and seemed to get some kind of twisted pleasure from it. Yes, she knew that the two powered individuals were enemies but the sight still made her feel sick.
“You stay back.” she warned feebly, slowly managing to put some distance between them.

"Why? What happened?" The villainess asked completely oblivious. She brushed her long hair back with her hand.

"Are you alright? You shouldn't have run into the fight like that, that's-" Sylvia tried to breathe normally as she stood up. She turned her head around to painfully cough up some more blood into her sleeve. "That's very dangerous, especially for you."

She glanced at the red stains on her arm and tried to wipe it off with her other hand.

Clarissa blinked incredulously at the questions. “You… Are you seriously asking me that? You just used your power to cut his throat! And you were smiling!” she pointed it out as if it was the most oblivious thing around them. “I get you two are enemies but… That is not how you get someone to trust you. And don't you talk to me about dangerous. You're coughing up blood and are still clearly a villain.” she added still very mad at Citrine for his comments.

"Yeah, so? So what if I smiled while I slit his throat, what is it to you?!" Clutching her abdomen with her left hand, she limped towards the broken wall. "You've should have seen him when he killed her! And I've been through dangerous stuff before, not you, heck, I am the dangerous person here."

Sylvia limped a bit further ahead, her back facing Topaz. She held out her hand, however, the green flame she was holding flickered and faded into ashes. "Dammit. I shouldn't have used that," she muttered to herself.