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#| behind twisted fangs ; OOC | #ive pretty much abandoned this blog #but im here to tell you that might not change because im horrible #in other news; i contemplate new blogs.

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         || I apologize for the lack of activity and what not, just been preoccupied with other stuff lately that has left me with little to no energy for much of anything and with little to no muse. Hopefully my the weekend I’ll be back to a more fuller activity, hopefully.

#| behind twisted fangs ; OOC | #tbdl

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Jack vs Daughters of Aku

#| foolish mortal : JACK | #daughters of aku tag tbt #//spoilers

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“ Fool!

Nothing of this world can harm me.                    For I am AKU! The Shogun of sorrow, the deliverer of darkness.     Your new MASTER.     And you will BOW to me.    Or you will PERISH. ”

#samurai jack roleplay #samurai jack rp #| SELF PROMO | #;made a new promo cause i was bored #/shrug/

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#| marching drumbeat : MELODIES | #//spoilers #to be safe #god damn.

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Aku’s expressions are gold.

#| evil incarnate : AKU | #i love this stupid cartoon omg #why was jack's part so serious and deep #and aku was given this #i dont complain i simply ask. #// spoilers #technically season 5 soooooo #// spoiler warning

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kaledvoul:

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  temporal energies seemed to swirl in the wake of his person , building and caressing like enveloping flame . the time in the wake of his freedom had been one away and missed , becoming the ephemeral legend that the dracul had never been until that time , allowed to wander the forests of the world and realm atween them – to take his place among the fae , as it seemed only right . yet , in the midst of his otherworldly wanderings had the solomonar happened upon a realm disturbed by a great and malefic evil , one of the sort that hadn’t been encountered since before even his own sire nor the legions of hell under his command and key .

  the seal of solomon seared against the flesh of his ring finger , his smile quirking . perhaps this was a day for vlad to excise his power . allowing his own malevolent aura to disperse , vlad awaited atop a stony crag , knowing it was nearly enough to pronounce himself bodily .

  ‘ come on – respond to me ! ‘

               Such a summoning——through dimensions endless did such a bold beckon echo, carrying with it the power of  MALICIOUS intent. Such a sweet melody——sung from across eons of scattered time, carrying with it the voice of MISCHIEVOUS caster. What a glorious spell woven by hands of masterful practice, to stretch so far and yet not lose it’s might. So direct was it’s reach, to pierce veils of hell fire and brimstone, to seek out a malefic evil so directly. Such a calling would not go unanswered, and this masterful practitioner of dark and arcane arts would find himself——in an instant enveloped in the MALEVOLENT aura of who he dared beckon.

               A grand sight to behold, the summoning of such an Evil, swirling fires searing upon the ground below the conjurer. Enveloped was he, by great tempest of fire and wind taking hold of this new realm in but an instant. The clouds above would darken, the banging of thunderous applause that sought to strike fear into the hearts of it’s victims. Storm’s eye would spread, and the winds and rains of this thunderous tempest would lengthen it’s reach upon this new realm. Hell fire would blacken as if tainted by devil’s blood and it would take form of towering spire from the crag below as it stretched to the heavens above.

                Towering spire of hell fire and blood would take hold in solid form, the obelisk of blackened flesh churning among itself as it took breath. A colossal form given life with such a breath, monstrous frame heaving as it pulled itself into it’s true shape. Horned head sprouting from between bladed shoulders, lengthy arms shooting forth from it’s sides, grasping at the heavens just out of their reach. Demonic was it’s form, yet it’s similarities were not shared but instead the very source for such a distinction. Bellowing forth from the caverns of it’s throat came the deafening roar of a deity like none other that brought with it the company thunderous applaud of heavens above.

            “ WHO DARES TO SUMMON I, THE MASTER OF MASTERS, THE DELIVERER OF DARKNESS, THE SHOGUN OF SORROW, AKU?!? ”

                 Eyes encased in flickering flames would peer forth, pools of black falling upon the source of the MISCHIEVOUS aura that had dared to beckon. A mortal in appearance yet such a definition was far from true, he stood as an ant before the Shogun and yet dared to stand an equal before him. Peering down, features wrinkling in distaste and anger. To be summoned by conjurer clouded by mortal disguise was an insult, and such an insult brought forth seething flames of bile within his chest.

           “ Speak conjurer, before I lay stain upon this realm with your blood! “

#kaledvoul #v; ALL THAT IS AKU. RULER #DID SOMEONE ORDER A CAN WOOPASS WITH A SIDE OF SMITING?

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HYPE HYPE HYPE HYPE

#| foolish mortal : JACK | #| evil incarnate : AKU | #a w e s o m e

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ᴋɪʟʟ ᴏɴᴇ ᴍᴀɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ   A    M U R D E R E R          ᴋɪʟʟ ᴍɪʟʟɪᴏɴs ᴏғ ᴍᴇɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ                A    C O N Q U E R O R                       ᴋɪʟʟ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴀʟʟ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ                                  A    G O D

#| malicious intent : MEDITATIONS |

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sukkubxs:

      THEY COME IN DROVES, AND SHE CANNOT HELP BUT LAUGH. did they really think to scare her into coming? that she would shriek and shout and kick at them like some foolish little girl? NO. she knew this day would come. slowly, eventually, but surely, it would come. she has stared at the face of death and screamed, has drowned in its cold, unforgiving grip and yet has never felt warmer. these clanking little robots would do nothing but put a warm smile on her face. they came to her in the middle of the night, but perhaps they forgot that a demon does not need something as trifle as sleep. 

      a brow is quirked at their words, and all it takes is one hand raised to stop them from speaking any further. she regards them with some shred of amusement, but cannot help but wonder how and why he calls upon her after so long. she blinks once, twice, stretches on the silence, and then– “ALL RIGHT. i will come, but you will walk on my terms. a demon has no need to rush, after all.” 

      she spares no passing glances as they make their way out of the town, does not listen to the whispers and the gossip that attempts to work its way into her ears. she can feel it. the terror. the horror. the tension. they had been avoided for so long; why did the patrolling units come now? the townsfolk are ridden with a deep-rooted fear that has spanned decades. the fear is a poison, black and toxic, spreading throughout body and soul with no remorse. the people have seen what aku has done to the land and have seen what he could do should he very well make the decision to. the village she inhabited on her travels was one of a select few that was spared his wrath, but it was no secret that the woman played some role in it all. they would whisper the moment she stepped foot in their lands, and they would very much whisper the moment she walked out. one could only wonder just how much longer their safety would well and truly last. 

     patience, it seemed, was something that they both shared. the domain is formidable and awe-inspiring, and she does not hide the twinkling look in her eyes and she takes it all in. yet deep down she wishes her fallen empire had once looked like this when her rule was still firm. but alas, perhaps part of her punishment was living vicariously through the magnitude of others. 

      HE SPEAKS, AND SHE IS FORCED TO LISTEN. 

                                  BUT SHE WILL NOT BOW.

                           “it is an honor, truly. are my powers threatening

                           enough that you would wish to use them for your

                           own benefits?” 

                 She stands so grandly within his presence, so carelessly, without fear of his might and with good reason. The power that radiated from the temptress was fearsome, even the Shogun could admit that to himself, enough so that he had deemed it fit to stay at bay. He sought to cause no ill will to her, for she could be of use as an ally. So he had let the years pass by, as his domain grew and his reach of dominance had stretched ever so larger. It had seemed during his rise, her own dominion had fallen and while he cared little for the Queens and Kings that had crumbled she was entirely different.

                 A sorceress, a demon, a temptress. Her power a grand force to be feared by any, and the thought of using such a might against his enemies was truly tempting. Perhaps his good will to her over the years, keeping the cities and towns she dwell within safe from his wrath had bought him some good will. Enough so that she would see herself an ally to him.

            “Such a GRAND speculation, sorceress...”                    Emerald lips had stretched into a grin at her words. So very daring and brazen of her, an attitude he did so enjoy within those he deemed worthy of use. Deep voice echoing through his spire as he spoke, that flashy grin growing ever more as his gaze finally sunk upon her. With a flick of his wrist the orb before him would dissipate, appearing instead before her. The hell fire that sat within carved quartz flickering before her, glowing so brightly that it cast light upon her features and her shadow onto the walls behind her.                  “But you would be correct. I do indeed have use of your POWERS.”

                   Rising from his throne, towering over her even more he would turn to her fully, staring down at her with wide eyes. An arm held behind slender frame, the other stretching upwards with open palm and slanted claws. Fingers grasped at his beard, stroking it ever so tenderly as he contemplated his next words. It was in his nature to demand, to seek compliance in form of fear and through his own wrath and power. But this was a delicate matter, cause her insult and she might not wish to aid him. Instead she might lash out at him; a thorn in the side he did not desire.

                 “I seek for you to use that POWER upon an enemy of mine, to become my ally and rain down hell upon that whom dares OPPOSE ME.”

#sukkubxs #v; ALL THAT IS AKU. RULER #/shrugs harder back at/

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                  “YOU HAVE BEEN SUMMONED BY LORD AKU, COME WITH US!”                 Command came from metallic figures, from lips of steel and teeth of glass, a single unit of twelve that moved and acted as one. X9 units; each armed with a pair of pistols, clad in black and red suits sporting nothing more than ties and hats -they were still the LEGION that conquered all for their LORD. They’d tear her from home, drag her down the streets if deemed necessary, hunting her down if she chose to run, but who within his realm would dare such a thing? For all lived in fear of their Lord, their Master, Aku. Very rarely did any individual dare oppose these metallic men, in fear of the retribution that might come in shadowy form and hell bent RULER.    “COME WITH US NOW!”

                While not instructed to harm, they had been ordered to capture and deliver and they would use any force required to fulfill such commands.If she was compliant, they would simply encircle her, guiding her from home and street to the central spire of metal dominion, to be placed before that whom had summoned her. Marching in unison, metal men would guide the sorceress through the busy streets, parting the vast seas of cowering citizens until they had brought her to their Ruler. 

                Their Shogun of sorrow, their Master of masters sat ever so patiently upon burning THRONE for their swift return. Through brimstone halls did they march, through corridor after corridor of the towering spire, their return an ovation of echoing metal strides that filled every inch of his domain. Fiery throne stood tall and proud within the center of the spire, sitting within it’s lap was a towering figure of black, stretching upwards from stories below the outstretched platform. Steady gaze lingered forward and away from the platform as his metal men brought forth the temptress, focused on what stood before him resting on metal pillar. A glass orb, it’s content a churning storm of hell fire; a scrying orb of malicious intent.

             ”I am sure you are curious as to why you have been summoned before I, Aku...              Would you wish to wager a guess as to why, sorceress?”

              @sukkubxs, STARTER CALL

#sukkubxs #v; ALL THAT IS AKU. RULER #/shrug/

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         She was not accustomed to the concept of such colorful and dense life that came with her new surroundings. Much of her worlds were little short of ruins of what once was, even that which was new was still OLD. Loud and clunky, obnoxiously so were her people, dragging about streets of sand and tattered homes built upon the wake of a distant past now shrouded in fear and covered in metal. So this colorful land that floated atop clouds, high above what rested below, comfort and safety draped upon it’s people was little short of an eye sore to the Mistress of masters. A title disgarded in form of a traveller of stars and space.                   “This land... What is it?”         Crimson stained lips parted to speak a question pointed at no one but herself.

            @ofskies, STARTER CALL

#ofskies #v; UNDETERMINED #form; IKRA #| i am sorry to say i no ABSOLUTELY NOTHING about Zelda beyond three key characters #but google is my friend and i will use it to write things

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The return of a warrior

#| evil incarnate : AKU | #| foolish mortal : JACK | #| even evil slumbers : QUEUE |

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#| evil incarnate : AKU | #| even evil slumbers : QUEUE |

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❝  ——  fifty years have passed…. but i do not age. time has lost its effect on me. yet…. the suffering continues. aku’s grasp chokes the past, present, and future. hope…. is lost. gotta get back. back to the past  ——  SAMURAI JACK.  ❞

#| celebration ; PROMOTION | #the jack to my aku #the samurai to the shogun of terror. #eye strain/

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      - Doing one of these new promo things; if you’d like to write with an independent Aku of Samurai Jack, (that old cartoon from 15 years ago that was laying dormant in depths of cartoons long since forgotten that suddenly decided it needed a new season) please give this a like/reblog and what not.   Semi-selective, para/novella, multi-verse, cross fandom friendly and all that jazz.

#samurai jack roleplay #fantasy roleplay #manga roleplay #anime roleplay

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shapeshifting master of darkness

#| evil incarnate : AKU |