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bastardsunlight · 1 year
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Heir, apparently
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The Strife Electric Power Company was a megacorporation and no to ways about it. There was no pie into which the company had not stuck its proverbial fingers, no end of the planet where its tentacles did not reach. They were a political force, a military superpower, and the largest generator of—as the name of the company, understated as it was, declared, energy for people’s homes, businesses, and lives in general.
The heir apparent, therefore, would be expected to carry himself with grace and aplomb.
He did not do this. He was so tired of pretending to care about doing that in any capacity. He fought tooth and nail to be everything his mother, Claudia, the president of the corporation and mistress after god—if there was a god, anyway—of every aspect of his life and the lives of the thousands upon thousands of people the SEPC employed.
When she sat him down this evening, therefore, to lecture him about his nightly forays into the lower levels of the city, under the plate, into Wall Market specifically, he was doing his damnedest to tune her out. Until her flat hand made contact with his cheek and sent him sprawling, in fact, he was almost accomplishing it. The tirade which came after was hardly overshadowed by the strike; in fact, they seemed to complement each other rather nicely.
He picked himself up and brushed off.
“Are we done?”
Her hand shot out again and cracked him hard across the face.
“No,” she hissed, “and now, since I know I can’t trust you, until I’m dead and buried,  you’ll have eyes on you.”
“Like I don’t already.”
CRACK
“The best set Tseng could provide,” she informed him, a glint of cold satisfaction in her eyes as Cloud registered what she meant. Gesturing to the doors, which opened at her behest to reveal a blond man in a dark blue suit and gloves, President Claudia continued. “He needs little introduction, I think; you know a Turk when you see one and you’ll be seeing a lot of him. Think of him as an armsman to soothe your pathetic ego, Cloud, but really, he’s a babysitter.”
And with that, she turned on her fine, expensive heels and strode away, confident she had broken her unruly son. Cloud felt the heat of his cheeks where she’d hit him and felt only battered, not broken. When he looked up, therefore, it was with the eyes of a wounded animal. One corner of his pretty, bruised mouth curled upward.
“Mom’s got a hell of a right hook.”  
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azurepanther · 6 months
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Muse List
Final Fantasy 7
Sephiroth - (tag: demonofwutai)
Zack Fair - (tag: backwaterboy)
Rufus Shinra - (tag: onepercentrepresent)
Kadaj, Loz, and Yazoo - (tag: devotedtomother)
Resident Evil
Luis Serra-Nevarro - (tag: thatwasmylance)
Albert Wesker - (tag: sevenminutes)
Mortal Kombat
Johnny Cage
(tag: superstar)
1995 film version - (tag: 500dollarsunglasses)
MK 1 version - (tag: internationalmeme)
Liu Kang
(tag: thechosenone)
1995 film version - (tag: snarkydragonfire)
2021 film version - (tag: quietflames)
Shang Tsung
(tag: slitheringserpent)
1995 film version - (tag: ithasbegun)
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azurepanther · 6 months
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Accidentally deleted this blog but now I've remade it
Gonna be reposting a list of characters that are my muses soon.
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