((Ahem so also, side note, as you mentioned possibly being interested, I've been trying to plot for that dark RP I mentioned. I haven't gotten anything solidified yet, as I've been on a partial hiatus, but, it's… well, I'm working on it. The theme was essentially planned to be a man who was a psychologist and scientist until he went wackadoo, and he is like running a super dark secret laboratory now in the middle of nowhere where he puts people inside of a giant puzzle-maze type thing. If they can survive til the end, he'll let them go, but if they can't, they're trapped in there for the rest of their lives. And there are people still stuck in there from times before, some of which have gone absolutely crazy (cough cough like mega savage, cannibalistic) from being in a place like that. And since he's a scientist, some of his crew have created genetically modified animals, which are also in there– as well as a few other creepier twists I'm still working on. This description doesn't really do it justice– But uh… Idrk… what's wrong with me…))
(If you do make it, can I join please?)
(Yes you absolutely may. :3)
Zeke watched Ironhead leave. Truth be told, he didn't really trust the villain to do what he said he would, but… Zeke had other things to concern himself with, readverting his attention to Evelyn. He unintentionally tensed up when she leaned against him, feeling that all-too-familiar flush creep up his face, but he didn't object. After all, they'd just been through a lot. That would be kind of rude on his part. Not to mention, he liked it more than he cared to admit. But he also didn't like it, because emotions still made him nervous.
"We should– probably get outta here," he said softly, glancing at the dead bodies of Wisteria, Vortex, and Jack O' Lantern.
”Yeah” Evelyn agreed. It was getting a bit rotten in here anyways.
The police officer, andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer), came into the warehouse and was shocked to find so many dead bodies.
”Where are the hostages?” he asked, calmer than would’ve expected.
”Ironhead are with them, he went out that way…” Lynn answered, pointing to the other exit of the warehouse which caught andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer)’s attention immediately.
He rushed out that specific exit and found Ironhead, protecting the hostages from Wisteria’s lower tiered officers, namely those who have practically useless powers or those with no powers. However, they were a threat to children and so Ironhead needed to protect the youth.
andrew (Our Supreme Lord and Overseer) was expecting such a scene but he sighed and went over to Ironhead and the hostages as his officers handcuffed Wisteria’s officers.
Of course, Ironhead was asked to go to the station to which he agreed to do so.
”Now that’s dealt with…” Lynn said, ever so softly. Her heartbeat wasn’t exactly normal but thankfully, it wasn’t at all unnatural just yet. She was just exhausted from all that moving and action.
"Come on," Zeke said, placing a hand on Evelyn's shoulder to guide her to the exit. "Let's head back. It's been a long day." Their "date" hadn't gone quite as planned– though, as far as Zeke was still admitting to himself, he didn't really mind, because… well, he wasn't looking to date anyone. Not Evelyn. Not anyone. He had only gone with her to be nice, since she'd let him stay the night at her house and went through all the trouble to take care of him so thoughtfully. But he kinda did enjoy the stay. A lot. He just wasn't ready to mentally admit it. Again: fear of emotions. But just cuz he was indenial didn't mean his emotions didn't exist.
((Imagine Zeke going back to his apartment tonight and trying to go to sleep and being extra depressed because now he's super lonely, and then he gets salty because he misses Evelyn and he doesn't wanna admit it to himself and he's like hhhhhhhnnnnnggggg. Imagine if he actually ends up going back to her house and knocking on her door in the middle of the night and is like "heh hi i was just making sure nobody attacked you in the night it's not like i missed you or anything psssshhhhh don't be ridiculous what who said that" ))
((Oh my gawd, yes! Zeke is such a tsundere I love him with all my bisexual heart ;w;))
”Where to, though…?” Lynn asked. On one hand, she wanted to bring Zeke back to her place as she knew its surroundings a bit more. On the other, she really wanted to stay with Nightmare and perhaps clean his room. Never mind her thoughts, she’s satisfied with whatever Zeke decides to do. At least she would think so.
((Yes, me too. Well, my heart isn't bisexual, but… it still loves Zeke. XD))
"Oh–" Zeke hadn't really thought about that part. He had assumed her house, since his was trash. "Where ever. Just– anywhere but here." Then again, it was probably about time for them to go back to their respective houses. He paused, thinking about this. Maybe he'd just… walk her home to make sure she got there safe, and then go back to his own. That seemed like a good plan to him.
((Now, this seems like the perfect time to introduce you to the hero I was going to use if my character didn’t need to be a female))
”Alright, to my place?” Lynn asked as she softly took Zeke’s hand, basically intertwining her fingers in his. She slowly walked out from the scene only to be blocked by a man, around the same size as Nightmare.
He had stylish straight blonde hair, a pair of sapphire eyes with one of them symbolizing a clock which is moving at a relatively fast rate. His costume was a white suit with a golden necktie and a pair of golden leather shoes. He also had a pocket watch which he held in his left hand.
”Evelyn,” the man said sternly, pulling her into his own arms while aiming a pistol straight at Zeke’s face with fierce eyes ”what do you want, Night? Capturing an innocent girl and even changing her clothes so we wouldn’t notice? Classic.”
”Uhm… Chris—“
”Shh… you’re safe, don’t worry”
Evelyn’s eyes were terrified. She knew how this man treated villains and clearly if she was going to help Zeke from this situation, she’ll have to make a scene that would distract this man… but how though? This hero, Clockwise, wasn’t stupid and was clearly not an easy one to fool. Even then… escaping from his grasp wouldn’t be so wise since Evelyn knew his capabilities.
(Hero: Clockwise, Chris Wilson)
(Ability: Chronology — Chris is able to control time to some degree whether it be slowing down time, speeding up time, reversing time, and his favorite and most effective move; stopping time for a short period. However, after using one of his attributes, he won’t be able to use one again for an hour)
(Hecckkkk boi. I love this guy alreadyyyyy. Is tempted to make another charrie just for rping with him.)
Zeke's brow furrowed slightly, and he narrowed his eyes, though he refrained from saying anything. Saying "I didn't do that" seemed far too cliche, and it's not like this dude was actually inclined to believe him, anyway. Then again, he really didn't do that. "Why on earth would I bother doing that? I do a lot of illegal things, sure, but kidnapping isn't one of them." His gaze flickered to Evelyn, and, would it be too far fetched to say that Zeke was upset with the fact that she was in this dude's arms instead of Zeke's?
Absolutely not XD
And if you insist in doing an rp with Clockwise, I’m more than happy to do so
Evelyn felt a bit of unwanted pressure on herself. Maybe it was because Clockwise pushed Zeke into such an uncomfortable situation.
”Nonsense.” Chris said to Zeke’s face quite aggressively.
”A criminal is a criminal at the end of the day. You wouldn’t be giving that kind of attitude when the police arrive, would you?” Clockwise asked, himself keeping a poker face.
Evelyn was slightly terrified of the man and was starting to feel very, very uncomfortable.
”Chris…”
”What is it, Evelyn?”
If she remembered correctly…
”Do me a favor…”
”What may that be?”
Evelyn raised her elbow to knock Chris on the chin when he fell back, she pulled his collar hard to send him in front of her and chopped the back of his neck hard once, knocking him out cold.
”Let’s go—“ Evelyn had absorbed Clockwise’s suit’s color of white and had created a pair of angelic wings, offering Zeke her hands ”—while we can”
(:3 Well then, maybe we should brainstorm a plot for him. What kind of character would mesh well with him, you think? Do we want to ship or just have interactions and see how it goes?)
"Heck–" Zeke breathed in surprise, but he was glad that was other. He grasped Evelyn's hands in his own, though to say that he was a fan of flying would be a lie. Actually it kinda freaked him out. But he wasn't about to voice any of those complaints. Not here. Not now. "Let's get outta here." He felt like he'd said that a billion times– maybe because he was more than ready to get back to where neither he nor Evelyn were in danger any more.
Needless to say, this had been an interesting "date."
(I’ll give you an idea of what kind of person Chris is first. First off, he is an extreme perfectionist. Hence his clean suit and all. Second thing is that he’s fierce and determined. Another would be that he follows rules, like… all the rules. He’s a police officer who’s not a police officer if that makes any sense. As for who might be a good pair… I’m not really sure myself XD)
Evelyn, upon getting a firm grasp on Zeke, took off. She was able to control her flight slightly but thankfully, the ability she harnessed this time from the white hue was Auto-Flight. Meaning, she had to just keep Zeke safe from falling otherwise that would be disaster.
They would soon land in front of Evelyn’s place with no harms present around. Although Lynn did feel a bit nervous. Not because Zeke was here. But maybe it was because she’d shown Zeke how aggressive she could be at times. Knocking someone out cold with bare hands wasn’t everything you’d see everyday.
The wings retracted and what was left was Evelyn, her hoodie, and her skirt. She took Zeke’s hand, fingers intertwined finally, and took him up to her room. The air that she got from flying was really refreshing. Opening the door, the felines came greeting them and purring, stating their point that they now viewed Zeke as a part of this small family even if he didn’t fully agree on that concept. Yet.
Lynn, sighing, sat down on her beanbag and exhaled aggressively. She had to take a break from all that has happened just this morning alone.
How many were killed again…? She really didn’t know how to answer that. It seemed like she was doing the right thing but at the same, at what cost? She’d been living a peaceful life until she turned herself into a rogue hero and now to a… whatever this is. What a mess. But— she looked over at Zeke and smiled — a beautiful mess.
”Hey, if I’m going out tonight again, would you be willing to follow?”
(Perfectionist boys = good boys. I like it. I think the first thing would be to establish a baseline plot. Do we want a hero he works with? A villain he fights? A civilian who becomes obsessed with him and stalks him? A civilian he takes a liking to and starts protecting? inhales at the endless possibilities I can play just about any kind of character, and if we wanted to use multiple characters of different personalities, that would work. I mean like, surround him with different charries and kinda let him and the RP choose who he befriends the most or is shipped with. Only if we can't come to a solid decision. I'm rambling tho because I'm crazy it's fine.)
Zeke greeted the cat welcome-wagon with many head pats, although he would've argued with them had he realized they were essentially adopting him into the family. He glanced up at Evelyn at her question his eyes widening slightly. "Holy cow. You get out a lot, don't you?" For a guy that was used to sulking in his apartment all day and creeping around in the dark at night, this was a big shift. An exhilarating shift, but a tiring one.
(I kinda like the idea of him finding a civilian who he likes and starts protecting, that sounds nice actually :D)
Evelyn giggled a bit.
”Yeah… I do…” she sighed ruefully when she said that.
”You don’t have to follow me if you’re tired, I fully understand you but—“ she glanced at one of the hero painting she pinned to the wall, one of the only ones with a red ‘X’ on their face.
”—Galaxia doesn’t come out from his lair very often so tonight would be a nice chance if I could capture, perhaps kill, that pedophile” she stated before standing up and walking to pick up Topaz, the amber kitten, and began nudging her face against his small smol, fluffy belly.
(I approve. Okay, so let's think of some options. Do we want a soft smol civilian or do we want someone who actually isn't a fan of him and is like "nuh get away boi" except in better words? XD)
Zeke frowned. Pedophiles were his least favorite type of -philes. "I'm not tired," he lied. "I'm a nocturnal villain. Staying up at night is what I do." Okay, that part was true, at least. "So… yeah. I'll help you kill him. With pleasure."
(I’m actually curious how Chris would react to a soft, smol civilian and what would make him like that specific person and devote his life to protect that smol bean XD)
Evelyn was genuinely surprised with Zeke’s answer. But… she smiled softly.
”It’s okay… you don’t have to force yourself…” she turned to Zeke and walked up to him. She knelt down and let the cat down before standing up and wrapping her arms around him… with her height, she was only as tall as his chin.
”I’ll be safe by myself, don’t worry” she laughed slightly. There was actually a reason she wanted Zeke by her side, and it wasn’t the fact that he was her only. It was another reason which… she had to keep a secret for now.
(I love smol beans. Okay, so I'll make a smol bean. A lil softie. Do we prefer a girl?)
Zeke felt himself tense as she wrapped her arms around him, a flush creeping up his face. "I wouldn't– force myself," he managed, unsure of what to do with himself. "Monsters like that deserve to die, and I like to see justice get metered out to them." So maybe he did want that pedophile dead, but… truth be told, he kinda wanted to make sure Evelyn was safe, too. And just hang out with her honestly.
(I can deal with any gender really. I don’t really mind as long as they would be adorable together XD)
Evelyn chuckled lightly under her breath.
”If you say so” she looked up to say before she let go of him and stepping back.
”Hey, can I give you something?” she asked, tilting her head and smiling ever so slightly.
”I think you’ll like it. It’s something I wanted to give you for the longest time”
(Whatever they shall be, they shall be the smollest bean of all. The purest. <3 )
Zeke's eyes widened slightly, and the flush on his face grew more intense. "Give me something?" he echoed. His words caught in his throat. Maybe it was because of the way she looked at him. The way she smiled. "Like– like what?"
(And that, folks, is the premise of every romance story ever XD)
Evelyn closed her eyes, showing her teeth in her wide grin before she stepped closer to him.
”Last night was a bit of a mess so…” she tiptoed the best she could ”…I’ll give you a proper ‘thank you’ this time around…”
In that blink of an eye, her lips were up against Zeke’s. Her blush was way too clear to not notice but what could be better than this? She didn’t bother asking herself that question since she already knew the answer. With their height difference, Evelyn had to cling onto Zeke’s body a bit but her force was way too little to do any harm nor move Zeke.
(WHY AM I BLUSHING AT WHAT I’M WRITING?! GOD [REDACTED]ING DARN IT!!!)
( X'D I'M DYING )
Zeke's cheeks flamed red, his eyes wide. Every muscle in his body tensed as her lips met his, and his heart stopped altogether. He didn't move. He didn't think. He didn't breath. It was as if the floor swayed beneath him now, as if the whole world around him spun– but he remained frozen in place. Frozen was the wrong word. He was too warm to be frozen.
This should not have been. A man like himself should never feel this way. A man like him should never feel. This is precisely the sort of feeling he had been fleeing from! Precisely the sort of vulnerability– the sort of sentiment– he had been trying to outrun. And oh, how vulnerable it made him. His knees were weak, like his legs might just give out beneath him. But they didn't.
He squeezed his eyes shut, and there it came back, his heartbeat. A rapid thump-thump-thump that reminded him he was not dead. Not even close. In fact, he was very much alive. More alive than he had been in a very long time.
He relaxed a little, wrapping an arm around her middle if he dared. He kissed her in return now– voluntarily, this time. His heart shuddered, as did his entire body, and for the first time, he wondered if this feeling that he'd been running from was one that he should've been running to all along. And if it wasn't, then he needed to flee all the more, because it had the power to destroy him.
(Is it just me or do these two have the potential to kill, just by existing…?)
Evelyn was genuinely surprised and unprepared when Zeke wrapped his arm around her. Heck, her mind went on a full trip to heaven and back when that happened.
She’d question herself on whether or not the feelings she held managed to reach Zeke and thaw the ice-cold layer of his heart. She would’ve hoped so. It was something no one really knew of. The crush—no, the love—Evelyn had on this person was way too much for her to handle by herself… thankfully, that’s no longer true. She didn’t have to keep it to herself anymore. That was what made her so happy. That was what made her so furious at herself for not wanting to confront the man at first. That was… what kept her alive to this very day. The level of inspiration Nightmare managed to give to this rogue and failure of a person was indescribable and was, to its core, phenomenal.
Then again, this was Nightmare. If Lynn was to mess up once, this might not have happened at all and she would instead end up as one of Zeke’s kills. Which, if she was being honest with herself, was fine. She would die for him if she needed to.
She did wonder though. Of the two times they’ve kissed, she started both of them. She was going to wait for the day Zeke was being true to himself. Hopefully— she slowly parted her lips from his—that won’t be too long of a wait.
She breathed softly before giggling a bit.
”I didn’t know you were a natural at this” she teased Zeke a bit. Was she expecting such a sensual kiss from the infamous one? Absolutely not. But did she receive one? Absolutely.
(Yes, they do, and it's quite beautiful.)
"… Neither did I," Zeke responded breathlessly, drawing in a long breath once they pulled apart. His heart continued to pound like a drum, and his face remained flushed. He struggled to recompose himself, realizing that he probably wouldn't be recomposing himself anything soon. Not after something like that. He swallowed hard, barely even able to raise his gaze to meet hers– mostly because he wasn't sure what to say now. He wasn't sure what to do now. He never thought he'd make it this far. And, truth be told, he had no clue what to do with the infinite emotions drowning him from the inside out.
(Okay so while you were probably sleeping since we're in wack different timezones, I was thinking about the smol soft bean character.)
(Oooooh? You got something, don’t you? I wanna hear it owo)
”Okay, that was actually a joke. That was actually what I was talking about when I said I wanted to give you something, though you did seem to enjoy it… I did too” Evelyn stated before walking to the only room without a sign up front. She opened it and went inside a bit before coming out with a decently sized case.
”I know you use draggers and such a lot so I managed to create something. I honestly don’t know if you’d like it or not but let’s see—“ she opened the case. Inside wasn’t anything fancy really… just a pair of daggers made specifically for Nightmare.
Most heroes have their own symbols or something to represent them; Clockwise’s being a golden clock, Pastel’s being a paintbrush, Aureus Arachnid’s being a golden spider, and so on. However, villains tend to not have their signature represented by a symbol. If anything, they’d try not to have one. Which was why when Evelyn was crafting the blades, she had a significant problem when it came to the blade’s marking.
Eventually, she came up with something. What she thought of was a shadowy silhouette’s head (replica of Nightmare’s facial design) with red eyes. The blade itself was colored amethyst purple, blending it with the color of the night. Rather than it being a throw-only or melee-only dagger, she designed the dagger to represent a small version of a curved Gladius as I don’t know what those are called…
(Okay so I'm struggling not to fall asleep so I'll reply when I wake up in a few hours, but before I fade let me leave with a thought. I know I'm getting ahead of myself big time but IMAGINE, if you will, Zeke and Evelyn eventually getting married and having a kid. I just imagined them having a son and Evelyn being a perky overzealous mother who perpetually embarrasses him because he got his daddy's easily-flustered genes. XD okay I need sleep now but I just felt like I needed to say that before I forgot. Goodnight!)
