Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26892768-20190509204551/@comment-26892768-20190512033056

(Phealan, clarify which Josuke you mean, and then I'll consider it - and I'd totally let you have DIO, but while I see where you're coming from with Avarice, truthfully I think he fits Death more: he's a vampire, which is an undead creature, he's created zombie minions, his manipulation of body temperature allows him to have ice powers of sorts - cold embrace of death - his flesh buds can reduce people to a state much like a zombie if he dies, he essentially has a spirit as a weapon, wouldn't really need to use his energy constructs much thanks to his powers, which would make him get along great with the Black Lanterns as they don't use energy constructs much in general, his fate in canon - although nothing stopping some time shenanigans from snatching him at an earlier point in time - really, I could go on, but point is, if you're willing to let DIO be in Death rather than Avarice, I will accept)

(Terezi be accepted Neon)

The girl with reddish-pink hair is currently walking along in the forest in her universe, wandering with no real sense of direction. There's no ambiance, no noises from the local wildlife in the forest...they know better then to go near the girl.

In some senses, they're more perceptive than humans that way.

This girl is Nimona - a shapeshifter in a land of magic and science. Most people wouldn't be able to tell, however. She tends not to take on the same identity whenever she goes into town nowadays - hard to tell there's a shapeshifter in your mist when they look just like everyone else. The only one who might be able to tell is perhaps her boss.

Well. Former boss. Hard to say they're in a working relationship when part of her turned into a rampaging dragon and ended up forcing her boss to nearly kill her in order to save everyone else.

It's not like he's not willing to talk - on the contrary, even after that, he seems to think there's some good in her - it's more like she can't really bring herself to show her face.

Not when he seems so happy with his new life. Happy with his new job of sorts. Happy with finally being treated as a normal person (well, not exactly like a normal person, but at least positively) instead of an outsider. Happy with Goldenloin of all people (although, thinking back, the tension there was a bit obvious), and happy with how things turned out...even with the damages she caused to the kingdom.

And even though there's a lingering feeling that they could've done more-

Nimona shakes her head, growling a bit and putting a hand to her forehead. She takes a deep breath. "Okay, steady, steady..."

She's not sure why she doesn't feel satisfied with how things turned out, to be honest. The corrupters were removed from their seats of power as the man behind the man - far more progress than she and the boss had thought they'd make (well, really it was just her boss, but she tended to have high hopes, so...). So, problem solved, right!

And yet...no one's really taken the throne back yet. She served as a way to cut off the head of the serpent, but the people need something in it's place, and for whatever reason, there's been nothing. In her opinion, her boss - ex-boss, right, needed to remember that - would make an ideal candidate, but no one's even brought up the possibility of him running! What, is he not good enough for them, even after all the good he's done? Is he-

"Gah!" Aaaaaaand she snaps out of it, shaking her head. She needs to remember to keep her calm here. It's only been a few months, it hasn't been that long, it will be fine...she just has to keep it cool and not lose her temper, because if that happens-

There's a red glow in the sky.

"Huh?" Nimona looks up, taking a moment to squint as she looks up to see what it is...and then her eyes widen when she sees it coming right at her.

But before she can say anything or make a run for it, the red light - a ring of some kind - slams into her, sending her a good deal back as she sends dirt flying. As she blinks and groans, being rather disoriented, Nimona looks to see the ring on her finger.

"Nimona of Earth." A deep, growling voice emanates from the ring.

Nimona snaps to attention, looking at the ring with confusion and a hint of fear as it begins to pulse.

"You have great rage in your heart."

Nimona suddenly starts coughing, blood coming out of her lungs as a symbol of some kind begins to engrave itself into her outfit.

"You belong to the Red Lantern Corps."