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(After years of inactivity and forgetting I even had this blog, Chronophantasma Extend went on sale and... god damnit I fell in love with the universe again. Don’t call it a full on comeback of... whatever the heck I actually did here, but I guess take it as a sign I am slightly less dead than I was)
♔: Ten facts that people might not realize or know about your character
☢: Ten headcanons that pertain to your character
❆: Ten OOC facts about the Writer
♕: Ten different quirks the character has
❀: Ten favorite quotes by the character
☎: Ten different people you’d like your character to interact with (canon or pandfandom) ▦: Ten different scenarios you’d like your character to participate in
✦: Ten different things that remind the writer of the character
❖: Ten things that the character likes
✘: Ten different things the character disapproves of
Put one of these things in my askbox, and I will answer!
Mun: Because I feel a little alone here…
Includes
Battle intro:
Victory:
Defeat:
Assist:
Taunt:
Reacting to Taunt:
Tie:
Perfect Victory:
(Red String of Fate)
70. Our muses are destined to fall for each other when they’re stranded on an island
"… What?”
“Pardon?”
"W-wha-!?"
"Y-y’know, I’m starting to have less and less faith in this whole ‘destiny' thing…”
"..."
"See its things like this that make not trust destiny and fight for my own future. Cause it just goes out of its way to screw with me, and it ain't gonna cook up anything good for me. Well, us really..."
[[I suppose I owe an apology for my absence. Long story short, I haven't been all that motivated for this blog in a while, due to other projects taking priority. Other projects being Doctor Whooves the Great, a radioplay series written and staring yours truly as the Doctor. If you're at all interested in pony, give it a listen, I put quite a bit of effort into it]]
[[Truthfully, I felt like it was a mistake making this blog. Not that I haven't had fun with it, cause I have, and no one should feel guilty over me taking an extended leave. I just feel that there was little to accomplish in terms of rping, and that I'd be met with skepticism when asking stuff, cause pony. Not to mention Ragna being a lone wolf kind of guy, I felt like it'd be out of character for him to seek out company and attention by asking questions.]]
[[Still, I'm back now, and I promise I'll swing by more often this time, and not disappear without a trace like that again. So any questions you wanna send, feel free and I'll get round to it... sometime when its light, cause 2:50AM is not optimal answering time.]]
[[Stick around! This ain't over yet!]]
[[*GASP* YOU'REONLINE *hugs*]]
[[That I am! Thank you for the hugs! *Hugs back]]
Send my muse prying asks about anything and everything… please?
Send ø for a late night text
[[Dice rolled a Rawrgna. Man he’s popular.]]
sorry about Raggy, I woulda helped but i’m pretty sure Raggy would’ve kicked my ass. And i don’t admit people can kick my ass too often.
are you still wearing the bird costume
wait a second how would you even take that off
wait another second hoW DO YOU TEXT AND HAVE A PHONE IF YOU HAVE NO FINGERS
<Rawrgna>
its cool, i got a free costume so i ain’t complaining
yes i’m still wearing it. shut up its comfy
with difficulty
stylus, and lets just say i have some help LIEKTAOLOL
<Sent>
"Damnit Tao!"
"Nyahahahaha~!"
<Ponyriginal>
lololololol
oh god u have tao wth u? horseman and catgirl, sounds like a crappy sitcom
kinda cool u 2 are still buddies tho
<sent>
<Rawrgna>
THATS RIGHT, BEST OF BUDDIES :3
THATS CATPONY TO YOU MISTER >:3
AND WHATS A SITCOM? THAT A FOOD? :0
YOUR FUNNI DARK GUY, HOPE WE MEAT SOON, A FRIEND OF GOOD GUY IS MY FRIEND TOO MEOW :333333
<sent>
"Tao, you seen my phone anywhere? I swear the damn thing was on the couch last I saw it."
"Nnnneeeeope! Not there good guy! Don't sweat it, its bound to turn up soon!"
(✏ All the clones trying to ride Ragna-pony
"My back...ow..."
("✎", if I may be so bold)
[[Indeed you may~]]
“Fight Me” - With Rawrgna, with or against, your call
Leave a “Fight Me” in my ask and I’ll write a drabble about our characters fighting together[with or against, feel free to specify].
[[I have no idea how Ragna pony fights so… uh… sorry if this is brief and a little rocky. DDX]]
Rawrgna growls out a sigh. “You s**tin’ me?” He takes a swig from the wine bottle in his hand, mixmatched eyes glaring down at the ‘Ponyriginal’, who was already in a battle stance, bloodscythe in his mouth. “Ya come visit me in the hospital all concerned and NOW you wanna kick the ever-loving f**k outta me?”
"Wha- No!" Ragna yelps, putting bloodscythe down for a moment. Rawrgna was getting used to hearing Ragna’s voice coming out of that adorable-looking pony’s mouth… though, somehow, every once in awhile, he just realized how strange it all was. He never showed it outwardly, since it’d probably depress or frustrate Ragna. Like, no one could see him past the pony body or something. STOP JUDGING ME BECAUSE I’M A PONY MYEH MYEH "… Just, uh… remember when I said you could tame your azure with the right trainin’?"
"Yeah…?"
"Well… I gotta see where you’re at first!" Jubei hadn’t exactly done this with him, back when he was human, but he had just been a kid back then, so there really wasn’t a point in ‘seeing where he was at.’ But there was with Rawrgna. He wasn’t about to treat him like a child. (Even though he technically was a 1-year-old- Shut up, brain)
"What, you wanna train me?! But I—"
"No buts." Ragna cuts him off. "And if you say one more d**n thing about being worthless then I ain’t gonna hold back!"
"YOU WEREN’T GONNA HOLD BACK ANYWAY!" Rawrgna accuses, drawing out his bloodscythe. "… Least I HOPE not…" If I can’t even give horse-Ragna a run for his money, they I really AM worthless, Rawrgna thinks to himself.
Ragna nods. “Okay, fair ‘nuff.” He picks up bloodscythe back in his mouth. “Rrrdy!?”
"As I’ll ever be!" Rawrgna charges towards Ragna, jumping up into the air and holding bloodscythe in front of him like a pool cue. "BELIAL EDGE!" He roars, zooming downwards with a trail of darkness behind him.
Unfortunately, Rawrgna had only done this move a couple of times, so he was still shakey. Ragna dodges by running (galloping?) fowards a few steps, causing Rawrgna to hit hard on the ground, bloodscythe’s hilt jabbing right into his stomach because he wasn’t exactly holding it in the best way.
Rawrgna goes head-over heels, though somehow manages to hold bloodscythe and roll back onto his feet, coughing and spitting rather violently. Ragna just looked on, unimpressed. “… Do you REALLY not know how to do that move?”
"S-SHUT U-UP-P-P!" Rawrgna coughs, forcing himself to stand up straight(er).
"… this is gonna take way longer than I thought…"
“RRRRAAAAAAAAAAAA!!" Indignant about his abilities, Rawrgna charges forward again, letting loose a flurry of slashes onto the hapless pony, all of which are somehow parried. It seemed like Ragna had had plenty of practice with how do control bloodscythe with his mouth only - he probably had bounty hunters and NOL soldiers to thank for that - so parrying Rawrgna’s wild slashes was no problem.
That is, until Rawrgna raises his sword and slams it down, with a trail of deep red grimoire energy trailing behind it. Ragna manages to parry, but the force of Rawrgna’s sword still makes him flinch a bit, letting enough time for Rawrgna to get in another blow - a horizontal slash with azure energy blazing through the blade.
"GAH!" Ragna skids back a little, feeling the… frankly, unfamiliar sensation of losing some of his own lifeforce. Right… his grimoire had that little side effect, so Rawrgna’s would too. Would pony lifeforce even benefit Rawrgna since it wasn’t… human lifeforce? Oh who cares.
Ragna’s inner Jubei was criticizing the s**t out of Rawrgna. He was all brute force. If he saw even a shred of weakness, he’d keep doing the same thing again until his opponent caved enough to get in a real blow. And Rawrgna had the edge, being waaay taller. Ragna figured he’d have to outsmart him… which, sadly, should be pretty easy. “Alright…” Ragna shakes it off. “My turn! Here I come!”
Ragna breaks into a gallop, clenching his teeth tight on bloodscythe. If it’s one thing he had on Rawrgna, it would be speed. He decided to up the ante. “HELL’S FANG!!” Suddenly, Ragna was speeding towards Ragna in a Hell’s Fang (Ragna pony’s version was more of a headbutt) that slams into Rawrgna. “GUFF!”
Rawrgna didn’t do anything, knowing that the follow up to Hell’s Fang usually sends the opponent flying across the room. And that’s exactly what Ragna pony was hoping. “INFERNO DIVIDER!!” Suddenly, he’d stopped and leapt up, nailing Rawrgna in the chest with his sword, and sending him into the air. He did the follow up on top of it, ending with a backflip that turned into an azure-infused hoof-to-the-face.
Rawrgna took the whole brunt of the ax-kick combo and went slamming to the ground. “GA-AHHH!” Rawrgna tried to scramble back to his feet, but unfortunately, he forgot Ragna fell back to the ground with him, and he receives another hoof-to-the-head when Ragna lands on top of him. “OOF— Owww…!” He groans.
"Hyah!" Ragna tosses bloodscythe into the ground besides Rawrgna’s head, standing on Rawrgna’s body (with two hoofs on his head) to keep him pinned. “‘Nuther win for me!"
"S-screw you…" Rawrgna growls.
Ragna simply shakes his head and sighs, hopping off of Rawrgna to let him get up. “Like I said… lotta work to do…” He exhales, rubbing his head with his azure hoof, wondering if spending time on Rawrgna was such a good idea after all.
Send ø for a late night text
[[Dice rolled a Rawrgna. Man he’s popular.]]
sorry about Raggy, I woulda helped but i’m pretty sure Raggy would’ve kicked my ass. And i don’t admit people can kick my ass too often.
are you still wearing the bird costume
wait a second how would you even take that off
wait another second hoW DO YOU TEXT AND HAVE A PHONE IF YOU HAVE NO FINGERS
<Rawrgna>
its cool, i got a free costume so i ain't complaining
yes i'm still wearing it. shut up its comfy
with difficulty
stylus, and lets just say i have some help LIEKTAOLOL
<Sent>
"Damnit Tao!"
"Nyahahahaha~!"
"Y'know what, screw it, I'm keeping this thing on for a while, I don't even care if Halloween, or Nightmare Night, or Rachels birthday, whatever I'm supposed to celebrate these days is over."
coughanditgivesmeanexcusetochangemycrappydrawingavaternowthatIactuallyhavemotivationtochangeitcough
(Drawn by the lovely mun behind the-ragna-clones
"Happy halloween you weirdos. I would join in the festivities, but finding a costume for a pony was too much of a bitch. Have fun and stuff."
Snap.
"Did you just say— S**T RAGNA RUN!!”
"Uh-uh! I DON’T THINK SO!" Raggy grabs Ragna’s tail. From the look in his eyes, you’d think the next words out of his mouth would be 'I'M GOING TO KILL YOU AGAIN, BROTHER!' “Yess, yessss… I have JUST the thing for you! It'll be PERFECT~”
There have been many disadvantages in having hooves instead of hands. One that has now become apparent was losing the ability to get a good hold onto the ground while being dragged. Ragna clawed at the ground in a desperate attempt to slow himself down but he slid along without being able to put up much resistance.
"I don’t think I want to know these reasons of yours…" Ragna muttered, picturing all kinds of weird reasons to have a pony sized costume ready, none of them very sane. He was dragged into the clones room where his fate would be decided. "Who said I agreed to this shit?! Hey, what the hell are you holding? Are those…feathers?!"
Raggy drags Ragna into his room and locks the door behind him. His room was half the size of the other clones’ to make room for the enormous closet, which was wide open.
He pulls out something yellow and feathery, looking at Ragna with a broad smile.
“I said so!” He says, smiling wider. “Noow… HOLD STILL~!”
~
10 MINUTES LATER
~
Raggy wipes the sweat from his brow and admires his work. He couldn’t get the feathers to cover up the string that kept the beak on, which infuriated him, but otherwise, he was okay with the results. It would work better if Ragna could stand on his hind legs, but he doubted he could coax him to try. Especially not after forcing him into that costume.
"There!" He huffs out, looking very pleased and, more importantly, not psychotic. "Finished. What do ya think!?" He points to the full-sized mirror on the inside of his closet door. "I think you look adorable~"
"..."
There weren't words for what Ragna was feeling. Embarrassment. Horror. Annoyance. Yet strangely, appreciation and fondness came into his feelings as well. Raggy must have planned this all out and worked so damn hard on this costume, it'd be pretty dickish to shove that back in his face. And hey, it was a damn good costume, one that he gets for free no less! Though it was very warm on the inside and Ragna had a feeling that walking on a smooth surface would be rather difficult with feathers on his forehooves.
Looking at himself in the mirror, Ragna couldn't bring himself to freak out at Raggy saying the costume looked ridiculous on him. Cause, in his eyes, he didn't. He secretly had a thing cute stuff, like when he first met Jubei and the Kaka clan, not to mention the reaction he had when he first changed into a pony. Truthfully, he thought he looked damn cute.
"Y'know what, I ain't even mad." He eventually said from within the costume, thankful that the cosplayer had dropped the psycho smile. "Not too shabby Blondy. Though err, just one question." His mind wandered to one other clone who could make this a whole lot worse. "Raygnas not around is he? Please tell he's not here..."
