yall gotta realize this is TEEN Geto
its still a new phenomena introduced to him that Curses can have more purpose then just "kill humans" and its quite literally breaking down everything what he thought was right and wrong at the seams
and then guess what?
π'π ππππππ π ππ π πππππππ ππππ ππ ππππ -πππ ππππ.
this fucking situation is being made up by clowns I swear to god.
or a curse who lived amongst humans.
and then, some guy with a fox curse tries to fucking eat me ; I don't even know why the hell he would try to fight me in the first place, nor do I know why he was so hellbent on killing me in the first blow.
@Iosingidgafwar
soon to enter what he would simulate as mortal combat with the vessel of royalty, a long lineage of death and suffering which followed the curses every step, and inturn it would also follow the vessel ; bringing down misfortune for the one who had consumed for good deeds.
force the other to bend to his will?
it was simple really, with use of his own cursed technique and the other being within the conditional range of forceful absorption, that of which himself being Special graded and the other being 2nd grade ; it allowed him to subject-
@Iosingidgafwar
@paintingdeaths
@edokiller
Yeah go! stomping broke niggas out in chanel loafs
yeah go! cubans on cubans my diamons flare hoe
yeah go! got limitless bands and limitless hands hoe
nigga that's not how the song go
β Thank you, Aki β
utterance with the spirit dancing within semi-transparency, with cursed spirits beginning to fade ; he himself would find chance to flee, consuming the devil on his way through ones own exit, struggling to keep himself from throwing it back up onto the ground.
had he not even a little amount of hope that path was fabricated? that his future was one which stayed alongside those he loved?
whether or not the question was answered, the news had broke him, it was his final straw.
he was tired, so tired of all the pain he went through.
it felt like a knife had plunged his stomach, memories of them together with shoko and utahime accompanying flooded his mind, had it all been falsified ; and his only reasoning had been a precognitive vision.
did he truly believe that's how far Suguru would fall?
so first thing, I come across a sentient "must be special grade or something" but then I somehow absorb it with little difficulty, which literally goes against everything I previously stood for in jujutsu, because that means I either absorbed a human-
A shocked expression displayed itself upon the fiends visageβ blood phasing through hands to form a blade; hardening to act as it as well, stabbing it within soil, trying to resist against being absorbed by the curse user.
There was no given time to react, no time to fight.
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she had accepted the deal ; and with that, the user could use his own blood to bandage his wounds, allowing him to remove the handicap which made improbability to avoid a fight he hadn't wanted, a fight which caused himself to be an enemy to an organization he knew naught of.
his 'foe' to transmutation, a curse which he had thought would eventually turn hostile ; despite its seemingly docile nature.
afterall, this wouldn't be the first time that such had become a nuisance in the future ; that of Ryomen was a prime example of such a fact.
summoned curses alongside himself, forceful intrusion of anatomy was clots of blood which bursted into weaponry, piercing through the chest cavity and causing pellets of blood to drop unto the ground, annoyance formed on his features as he rushed onward with haste.
and luckily for himself, he had set down curses for an exit path ; incase his mistake led to this very thing, him being hunted down by some people he didn't know.
and with himself looking through the eyes of specified curses, he'd determine it was safe for the time being.
he truly believed that they were two sides of the same coin, both fighting for their own beliefs in the jujutsu society ; whilst the others were most selfish, he atleast believed that he wouldn't have attempted to have gotten him killed.
and that revelation ππππ.
what would meet the eye, one which would likely end in his own life being severed from the hand of someone who he had called.
oh well, it was time to go wasn't it?
β Power, Change of plans ; we're getting out of here.
he has reinforcements coming, and I'm not taking a risk. β
hi my name is Kane
I'm the worst ship partner on this planet bc if I catch one slip up from your muse to set up angst I promise you I will take it and ride it like a bull
anyways how r the rest of u ^^
considering his strength, he could tell that just one curse would be more then enough ; and he'd have little reason to waste more then one resource, incase the other already had reinforcements on the way.
he knew that the other was planning something, something more then
β I'm heavily damaged, and I currently can't move ; and I know that you can't exactly. . . 'leave' from my cursed technique now, but tell you what. Lend me your strength, and I'll live on and try to give you sentience back, that sound good with ya? β
β But then I realized you weren't, and I screwed up. β
he spoke in a hushed tone, pillars of blood in reality punctured through the skull of chosen devil ; with unveiling herself from the red mist, wielding a usual red-mallet which held over her shoulder.
with himself readjusting to sit next to the other, a sympathetic look wrapped 'round his features as he began to spoke.
β Hello, Power. While we are here you are currently outside, saving my life. . . Never actually expected that a 'Curse' would be sentient. β
his opponent would be trapped onto such with blood forcing out of her wrists, turned into cuffs which wielded themselves into concrete ; with lack of momentum being helped one escape, she'd be trapped until Geto finally decided what one would do with her.
nobody would have lets be real here its just bc boxed wanted to start a fight he KNEW he couldn't win and then immediately call backup when he knew he would get fucking folded I'm so sick.
@DisasterXDeath
@CurseKicker
but for now, he had a different target in mind.
congratulations were in order ; especially for surviving that attack no matter how little he aimed for lethality, considering that Power's blood had been almost completely transformed to match that of a curses!
with neckbreaking speeds the aforementioned would wrap around his physique, forcing him in place with sharpened colliding with the ground, temporarily constraining his foes movements until he had gotten ππππ ππππππππππ away from the current area.