#𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚟𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚝𝚜... 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚝𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 [ OPEN ]

[jesterofinaba]

"Hey there.”

Gives a cheery wave. Ignore the tacky Hawaiian shirt he’s wearing. It’s a trademark dad look.

[jesterofinaba]

“I would like to award you the highest honor I can bestow.”

The genie gently sets a bottle cap in your palm.

[jesterofinaba]

“My time spent in that shitty backwoods town can be described as...

the masculine urge I had to be an over-the-top villain versus the feminine urge to play dumb (strategically).”

[jesterofinaba]

“To all the people who’ve been photoshopping a red dot- one single red dot onto Maruki’s face: Stop it. It’s not funny anymore!”

[jesterofinaba]

“The guy who wrote 1984?!?!?!?!?!?”

[jesterofinaba]

“Owner of a lonely heart!~ Much better than an-

 owner of a broken heart!~”

Someone’s jamming in front of the mirror again.

[jesterofinaba]

“If you relate to me, please seek help immediately.

...I can’t be saved, but maybe you can.”

[jesterofinaba]

“If Marina and the Diamonds didn’t completely read me for filth with every damn song, maybe things would’ve been different.”

You’ll never guess that he’s been listening to the Family Jewels again.

[jesterofinaba]

“Anyone need an absolutely horrible parental influence? Just a dad who’s completely awful? Encourages you to throw baseballs into his neighbor’s windows?

I’ll do it. For a fee.”

[jesterofinaba]

“Tch... Listen, I want no part of this weirdass, trust-bonding, video game bullshit. I’ve never even played video games before... besides the occasional arcade cabinet or something.

...Unless I get to play as that cool-looking ghost in the racing game. In which case I’ll smoke all of you brats after getting a hang of the controls.”

[jesterofinaba]

SOTFD | Charmed!Adachi | Open for members of Team 2

“See? I told you I would prove it to you! I don’t break my promises.”

Adachi’s smile is still there, soft and genuine compared to the crooked smirks or the tacked-on grins he was more prone to wearing. His eyes shine bright pink, but there’s no chains, no dancing, no heartbeat. Just Adachi in jeans, messy hair, and a wrinkled tee shirt.

“Now for what I’ve always wanted to say... I said it a little before, during the battle, but even then I was still holding back, and I don’t want to do that anymore.

You all on this team, each and every one of you...” A hand goes to his chest, smile dropping to a more open show of concern then he’s dared show before, “Are some of the best people I’ve met. I’m not used to getting along this well with people, with others willing to stick by me even when I’m an insufferable asshole. And I know I can be one.” He cracks a slightly wider smile at that. “But...  you all have made me feel like... like I can have a second chance.

Before I was so scared, angry, confused... so set in the idea that I couldn’t ever be a better person... but I know better now! I- you guys... you make me want to change. Make me think that changing is possible! You’re all amazing people, people that are the closest thing I’ve ever had to a family!

I’m- I’m really indebted to you!”

And with that rush of emotion, he gives a deep bow, the smile returning when he comes back up, and he gives a cheery salute like he’s still a cop.

“So anything you ask, I’ll do it! I’ll protect you all to the end!“

[jesterofinaba]

“i Amn just........ a litle creacher. Thatse it . I Canot change  this”

[jesterofinaba]

Copper hadn’t left his house.

Usually the kind of person that forced themselves to be awake and ready, clothes pressed, files in order, and coffee made well before work. Copper might be a little more grumpy and prone to side comments before the caffeine kicked in, used to being a night owl, but his drive had kept up that regimented schedule.

Today, however, was different.

He had called into work with barely more than a sentence of explanation, and hadn’t changed out of his sleep attire, sweatpants and a white shirt, seated on his couch and cradling a mug of spiked coffee in his scarred hands. The room’s silent, not even the TV’s on.

He just needed to step away from everything. Just for today.

[jesterofinaba]

SoTFD | from here | Copper is afflicted with Charm!

The Ziodyne attack hitting right on target gave Copper the adrenaline rush he needed to continue fighting. He can’t help a brief grin of pride before steadying himself, sharp gray eyes scanning the shadow’s slow ascent as he backed away, determined to try and find another opening...

Then his eyes widen in shock when the arrow is pointed straight at him. Copper instinctively tries to use both his arms and his persona to block the attack, but it hits him anyway. Right on target.

He stumbles before straightening up, rubbing his head. What was he doing...? His thoughts felt cloudy, like he’d been drugged. When he looks up again, his eyes are bright pink, and he scans the area again with rose-tinted vision.

No... this wasn’t right. What was he thinking, trying to make this fight more unbalanced? So many people against only the shadow and one accomplice... what kind of rule made that fair? If anything, it was the right thing to do to make sure that he supported the shadows - anyone on the right side of the law would do the same thing!

An uncontrollable, lovestruck grin breaks out onto Copper’s face and a maniacal cackle escapes him before he lifts his revolver again, this time aimed at those fighting the bow and arrow.

These disobedient brats weren’t on the right side of the law at all. It was his job to make sure that they followed the rules he set, whether they liked it or not.

[jesterofinaba]

“So, uh, anyone wanna see a magic trick? I’m getting pretty good at them. For thirteen, anyway.

Just don’t tell my mother and father, okay? They say it’s a waste of time...”

[jesterofinaba]

He hadn’t been of much help while stuck as a stupid fuzzy animal (not like he’d been of much help before that, though), and so Adachi was never more grateful to be in his stupid, normal body than he was now.

Jesus Christ, that had been insulting. Who the fuck did this stupid monster think it was, anyway? Better than him? Like hell it was. Did this son of a bitch even know who the fuck it was messing with? He starts laughing in that high-pitched cackle of his, but he’s fuming behind the laughter.

“Sorry, I just think it’s hilarious.” His voice is dripping with poison, his icy tone not doing anything to conceal the burning anger in his chest. He hadn’t felt this angry since Ameno-Sagiri’s possession of him a year ago, but the rage just felt so natural he didn’t even question that it was from an outside force.

Immediately, hands trembling in anger, Adachi reaches for the evoker at his hip, and doesn’t even wince like he normally does when he puts the barrel against the side of his head and pulls the trigger, and Magatsu Izanagi moves like a puppet that’s just been freed from its strings. With an almost inhuman roar of anger, both Adachi and his persona rush towards the monster again, firing his revolver while Magatsu-Izanagi swung its Vorpal Blade erratically.  He scowls at the monster in the most twisted he got his face to go before firing again, not even directing his persona where to go with actions or words like he normally did. The calamity persona was doing its job as Adachi raises his voice to the loudest and angriest it could get.

“JUST BECAUSE YOU CAN TURN ME INTO A FUCKING FERRET, YOU THINK YOU’RE ON TOP?! YOU THINK I HAVEN’T FACED BITCHES WORSE THAN YOU BEFORE?!

YOU MESSED WITH THE WRONG GUY, YOU SON OF A BITCH! YOU FUCKING HEAR ME?! I’LL MANGLE YOU BARE-HANDED! I’LL TEAR YOU LIMB FROM GOD-FUCKING LIMB!”

Adachi is not aware of it, but he’s blinded with rage!