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//ignore my busy desk but LOOK WHAT I FOUND AT TARGET TODAY

the totally not-miguel Miguel Red Eagle Power Ranger toy (they also had a ton of johnny and the skeleputty but I already have a normal johnny figure)

glad i grabbed sam when I did too, now how much do i gotta pay to get a tory yellow ranger???

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//ooc; I HAVE A LAPTOP AGAIN, AFTER A MONTH OF NOT HAVING ONE

please bear with me as i get all my apps installed again and stuff haha

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𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐁𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝑭𝑬𝑾𝑬𝑹 𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑨𝑪𝑳𝑬𝑺 ? ⸺ a private & selective roleplay blog for 𝙀 𝙇 𝙄  𝙈 𝙊 𝙎 𝙆 𝙊 𝙒 𝙄 𝙏 𝙕 of net.flix's cob.ra k.ai. 20+ only, multi-verse, & slow reply. adored by cris.

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//ooc; aight here’s the deal: my laptop has to be repaired and i was given an estimate of 2-3 weeks (RIP) until it’s back in my possession (and there’s a chance they might not actually fix it and I’ll have to get a new one with store credit they’ll give me if they can’t solve it) so my replies will be slow if at all while I try to steal time on my other devices to write

but also i just hit Season 5 in my CK rewatch and my sam muse is going INSANE so at least please hit me up for tupper/plotting chat and i’ll do what i can here til im back in business

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recurrere​:

SAMANTHA | @babezruthless​ - S4: POST ALL VALLEY

          (  !!!  )  A curse is muttered under his breath as the alarm begins to blare, the bag slung over his shoulder quickly dropped to the ground as fingertips frantically jab at the buttons adjacent to the entrance, members of the family forlornly shuffling past after what seemed to be one of the longest evenings of their lives. Amanda takes care of the exasperating requisite phone call to the security company while Daniel looks towards a shock of dark shaggy hair to elicit some help, his tone providing a feigned means of levity despite an overwhelming ache that resides at the centre of the man’s chest.  “Antonio, we still have a few more bags in the trunk. Can you give me a ha—?”  The boy’s already on the way to his bedroom before the request is completed, brown eyes narrowing in mild confusion for the sullen attitude that seems to come out of nowhere - he can understand a sense of compassion and solidarity with his sister, but had Daniel missed something?  (  alright, one disaster at a time…  ).  

                    It’s with a sigh that the brunet heads back outside into the comparable darkness towards the car, his steps slow as he simply goes through the motions, thoughts a little distant as the man contemplates the ramifications of the dōjō’s overall loss at the tournament - in normal circumstances it wouldn’t be that big of a deal, but there’s a looming storm cloud that he perceptively envisages in the distance, of trials and tribulations that would only worsen for the kids that innocently found themselves in the heinous clutches of the likes of Silver and Kreese  (  extreme situations require extreme measures  ).  He’s disquietly staring into the cavernous opening of the back of the vehicle, the logo of a bonsai tree reflected back with a deepened shadow cast over it, lips pressing into a thin line with a slow breath drawing out—  when he catches something within his periphery, gaze flicking across to a small silhouette standing to one side in isolation.  “Sam?”  She had been quiet during the ride home, conversation having grown stilted with the exchange of reassurances at the sports arena that did very little to assuage disappointment.  “You coming inside?”

The whooping shriek of the house alarm did little to surprise Samantha at this point- she’d almost come to expect it, accept it even. And it didn’t really even matter, as the rest of her family got out of the car first. Dad, then mom, then Anthony. Not a one of them could think of anything worthwhile to say on the drive home from the sports center, and it was just as well. Sam couldn’t find the right words, or any words, inside of her. Well, not her own. Other words echoed in her head like the pounding of blood in her ears.

You’re not getting what you want. They know our moves. I don’t take orders from tiny little bitches. If you want to sit in the backseat your whole life, go ahead. Point! Winner- Nichols.

Sam couldn’t bring herself to stop crying in the car, the silent kind of crying that wracked your whole body and yet you couldn’t move. No sniffling, no sobbing, no trembling shoulders. Frozen. Overcome. The blood in her face throbbed and made her bruised eye ache, every heartbeat feeling like another blow from Tory.

She’d at least brought herself out of the car while the remaining LaRussos shuffled inside, but she couldn’t quite bring herself to go inside. The last thing Sam wanted was empty reassurances from her parents, least of all her dad. They couldn’t pretend like this didn’t matter all of a sudden just because they lost. When her father addressed her, her words were cold, but the hurt wasn’t directed at him exactly. 

“We don’t have to give up the house with the dojo, do we?”

It wasn’t an earnest question, more of one with which she hoped to understand the scope of their loss. Everyone else did exactly what they were supposed to- Eli even won his match. It really did come down to her loss. To Tory, the very person she thought she was finally ready to face. To show she couldn’t be bullied. And through it all, Sam couldn’t decide if she was glad or devastated that Miguel hadn’t been there to see it all go down.

“Dad, I... we gave everything we had, and it still wasn’t enough.”

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vitaegratis​:

At least she had the karate with which to let it all out? For him, the cathartic and expressive hobby was music. D&D - that was the oft needed fun escape from reality. Maybe if Tory had something like that, it would help - but he doubted she’d be interested in that specific suggestion. Even if she was, where would she find the time? Karate was her hobby, but… was it really fun? He supposed that was subjective. Between that, school, work, and taking care of her family - it didn’t sound like she had all that much time for such things.

“Really? On top of everything else you’ve got going on in your life, you also keep track of your neighbor’s gigs? His practice schedule? …I’ve never seen you at a show.”

He shrugs, reaching into his pocket for a cigarette before deciding against it. She might not want him to do that right in front of her place, not even considering the little brother and the sick mom who might choke on any smoke that blows in through the shattered window.

“Just got back, actually… when I heard the commotion. You could say I got concerned. Or nosy. Six of one…”

“Most of those venues have a 21 and up policy,” she shrugged. Not that that would always stop her- she had friends that worked some of the bars and could get her in. Not that Tory was exactly flush with free time to go to music gigs, but she was curious enough for sure. And it might be somewhere fun to go with Robby. “For the record, I’m not keeping track like that. But I pay attention.”

Tory moved to brush some of the glass shards from the windowsill and out onto the patio. The landlord could deal with it if he wanted, she didn’t give a shit. Pretty sure she had some minimally-greasy cardboard from a Domino’s pizza box she could use to patch the hole for now. “Yeah, I could say that. Seems like most people in this place don’t really want to get involved in their neighbors’ crap. Keep their heads down, pay their rent. Wrestle stuck underwear out of those godawful washing machines.”

She looked back over her shoulder at him. “So other than that, how was practice?”

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Amanda had to laugh at that. "Oh please, Tom Cole can't even learn how to come up with his own marketing strategies. I think we're safe there." It was some slight relief that this Barnes guy hadn't wanted to join the Karatemania lineup, but it still baffled her just how far this feud extended throughout the valley - and internationally, in the case of Chozen.

"Thankfully for all of us, you're very hard to kill," she smiled, adjusting Daniel's shirt collar and then patting his chest. "Please, this house is my dojo. The rules might be a little different, but I am still a respected sensei in here. Even if our two teenagers like to give me lip."

Amanda looked down at Daniel's hand as he grabbed hers. It really was time to hopefully put all of this feud behind them. Let the kids just enjoy themselves without having to look over their shoulders. And it would be nice for the LaRussos not to have to worry about a home invasion while they were gone. "I think a family trip would be lovely. Do you think Sam will be alright tearing herself away from Miguel for a week just to be with us?"

"Well.  .  .unless  Tom  Cole  has  decided  to  learn  karate,  no.  The  last  one  was  Mike  Barnes  and  he  turned  out  to  be  the  sanest  of  all."  Until  Silver  burned  his  entire  business,  he  can't  blame  the  guy  for  going  a  little  off  the  rails  because  of  that.  But  he  is  happy  to  know  that  all  former  rivals  are  mostly  that,  rivals.  "If  by  any  chance,  Kim  Da-Eun  decides  to  obsess  over  me  that  would  be  a  new  development,  and  maybe  I  should  consider  I  have  some  weird  effect  on  people.  They  want  me,  dead  or  whatever."

 But  he  is  lucky  that  is  not  the  case  in  his  marriage.  God  knows  he  couldn't  handle  that  plot  twist.  "Or  you  are  about  to  tell  me  you  want  to  open  your  own  dojo."  Daniel  teases  over,  hands  falling  to  grasp  over  her  wrist,  a  soothing  gestures  he  hopes,  as  he  smiles  as  the  idea  begins  to  form  shape  in  his  mind.  "Well,  I'm  sure  the  kids  need  some  vacations  as  well.  Properly.  We  can  make  it  a  family  trip."

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Training with Mr. Miyagi had never been a problem. In fact, she'd been doing it since she was so small, Sam basically couldn't remember a time before karate. But learning dance was somehow so different. Kumiko was a great teacher, kind and patient. But her dad hadn't brought her up much growing up, and so there was an element of... wanting to prove herself.

Easier said than done.

"I don't know what's so different about this. You make it look so easy," Sam said, her voice light and good-natured, if a little confused. Hopefully the comparison to the kata would help. As much as she'd hated the way Tory and Robby showed everyone up at prom, it had sparked the girl's interest in dancing- but she and Miguel weren't exactly ready for ballroom lessons.

"I guess trying not to be stiff is backfiring on me. Let me try it again, I really want to get it right."

💮 ❰❰ @babezruthless - 𝐒𝐀𝐌 ❱❱

ㅤㅤㅤSAMANTHA CARRIES SO MUCH OF HER FATHER IN HER, whether she realizes it or not. Getting to meet Daniel's family has been an honor, one that has allowed Kumiko to relive so many cherished memories. His son has a clear resemblance, of course, but Sam? Those little moments appear when Kumiko least expects them, when suddenly she is looking at a mirror of young Daniel.

ㅤㅤㅤ❝ Try it again. You have the steps, only in the wrong order. ❞ Kumiko demonstrates once more before allowing the girl to attempt again. ❝ Keep your posture firm and upright for this sequence. It is not unlike the kata you do in Miyagi-do. This dance requires a certain firmness. ❞

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"Trust me, I know. As you get older, you really have to learn the difference between the have to-s, the should-s, and the want to-s," Amanda shrugged. "And for the record, before you start thinking it's just charity, this one's a 'want to'."

⚡ ❰❰ @babezruthless - Amanda // s.c. ❱❱

ㅤㅤㅤ❝ I APPRECIATE IT BUT . . . you really don't have to do this for me, y'know? ❞

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//ooc; omg a friend got me a signed Tory pic at a small con I guess she was at today?? i’ve got the best peeps looking out for me and hahahaha god i love how sassy the quote is 

(she obvs didn’t write jam that’s just me leaving a little mystique about my secret IRL name lol im so good at photoshop)

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There was a reason her father's dojo was represented by a bonsai tree, just as there was definitely some reason behind Johnny's toothy eagle, probably. So was she really so wrong to be hesitant about any type of snake? Especially considering the one that got left in her family's dealership as a 'warning'.

Sam frowned at the snake and then at Tory. At least Tory hadn't been bitten yet, or if she had, she hadn't said anything about it. Yzma seemed pretty calm, but that still didn't mean much to the girl. "You sure about that? What does she have to be scared of, huh?"

ㅤㅤㅤ❝ OH COME ON, LARUSSO !! You can't judge snakes just because some old guys decided it would make a good mascot for their evil karate cult empire. ❞ The snake in question is held up, her body curled securely around Tory's forearm as her head pokes out from the sleeve of the girl's hoodie. ❝ Does this look like an evil monster to you? She's just a baby! You scare her more than she scares you. ❞

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⸻ COBRA  KAI  ROLEPLAY  MASTERLIST:  like  and  reblog  this  post  if  you  are  a  cobra  kai  independent  roleplay  blog  to  be  added  to  a  masterlist.  if  you  are  a  multimuse  specify  which  muses  you  roleplay.  the  format  would  be  the  following:

character  name  /  single  or  multi  /  canon  or  oc

if  you  have  a  sideblog  please  specify  as  well  and  from  which  blog  you  follow  from.

MASTERLIST (TBA)

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//ooc; im finally home from the comic book convention (not a single piece of CK merch to be found, goddamn...) but im here now! down for tupper/disco chats while i catch up and get my energy back~

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queencvbra​:

⚡ ❰❰ @babezruthless - Sam // s.c. ❱❱

ㅤㅤㅤ❝ YOU’RE BEING DRAMATIC ! Yzma is harmless !! ❞

"Soh-ree that I'm not exactly thrilled with any kind of snake, considering everything that's gone down with a very snake-themed dojo. Not exactly the poster child for zen yoga or anything."

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//ooc; all caught up on replies i want weird AUs. i’ll be making a verses page soon after this insane week calms down but... gimme scream au, roller derby au, monsters, canon divergences, anything!!! pwease

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vitaegratis​:

Nichols seemed to have some pretty shit luck, but she didn’t seem like a bad kid. She didn’t need a lecture, either. Even if she did - who the hell was he to give it? She seemed much more disciplined than he was. Maybe it was the karate, maybe it was just because she had to be. She had too many responsibilities, too many worries… but she didn’t need him to tell her that either.

Did she have any sort of support system? Other relatives? Friends who knew and could help her out? Was it a pride thing, a trust thing, or…? It was none of his business. But damn.

“…I don’t know you that well, but I know that you’re not stupid. That kid probably was thoughtless and careless, but you’re don’t seem to be. You can’t afford to be. And I appreciate your restraint in not punching me in the face for speaking on it. I didn’t… you know your own shit better than I do.”

“Yeah, well... I wish I didn’t have so much shit to keep on top of.”

She thought about Sam LaRusso, who probably never worked a day in her life because her daddy’s money could take care of everything. Damn, if winning a karate tournament could change someone’s life like that, no wonder Tory was willing to do whatever it would take to come out on top. Sensei Kreese understood the value of winning too- he’d trained champions. He was training her. She was a born fighter, which meant she didn’t get to take time off, not really. Fighting for herself, protecting Brandon, caring for her mother. Just not every problem could be punched.

Tory didn’t really want to talk about the baseball anymore. She had glass to clean- big pieces could be picked up by hand, the rest she could vacuum. Didn’t want some of that debris tearing up the machine. And her hands? She’d be careful.

“So, what were you doing home at this hour? Thought you had a gig to practice for or something.”

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"Well, I don't know if I'm quite ready to embarrass myself on a global stage..." Demetri shrugged. The Sekai Taikai sounded like an incredible exhibition of skill and prowess, but fighters like Sam, Hawk, and Miguel had more prowess in one pinky finger than he did in all four of his lanky limbs. Sure, he had picked up a lot for the skills exhibition at this latest tournament, but... he wasn't sure if he was ready to go pro, as it were.

"But my mom actually likes that I'm doing karate. Y'know, it diversifies any college application, gives me good material for the personal essays. Much better than trying to leverage a few hundred hours in my favorite video games into a practical life skill section on the ol' resume," he said. Demetri wondered what Sam would choose- karate was basically a family heirloom to the LaRussos. And it was no secret her dad was her biggest fan, and expected her to carry on a lot of that tradition. That must have been a lot of pressure.

"How about you? How are you feeling after the whole... Cobra Kai takedown?"

@babezruthless  ↪ x ft. demetri.

"so  now  that  the  soul  of  the  valley  is  all  safe  and  all  that,  what  you  wanna  do?"  sam  finishes  up  folding  up  her  gi  and  placing  it  on  top  of  the  shelf,  eyes  looking  over  at  demetri.  it's  not  the  end,  there  is  still  the  sekai  takai  which  she  had  been  considering  participating  (  and  it  felt  good,  knowing  that  in  the  end,  she  had  won  the  all  valley  ).  blue  eyes  shift  toward  the  taller  young  man  though,  a  curious  on  her  features.  "you  entering  the  tournament  or  focus  on  school?  it  is  our  senior  year."  god  it  felt  like  a  fever  dream  at  times,  how  they  went  from  sophmores  to  all  the  sudden  seniors  in  high  school  and  talking  about  colleges.