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[ pulling the trigger felt like fear erupting, like blood running hot over your tongue and down your throat, like belonging. the iron sparks flash in front of you and flowers bloom in colors of rebirth and fire. it's visceral and brutal, the bullet ringing in your ears long after it hit its target, long after you get home, long after you say your oaths and burn the saint. vivo e muoio con una pistola in mano. ]
akan is the unfortunate victim of a nasty divorce. his dad, a mob associate and an owner of multiple fortune 500 companies, split with his mom. with the help of his resources, he managed to keep the bulk of the assets out of the marriage, leaving akan's mother destitute and in a position to move to a run-down neighbourhood far outside of brooklyn.
more or less unable to care for several children all at once at any time, her and akan's father agreed to split custody, with akan's siblings living with his dad, and akan with his mom. at 13 and with knowledge of his mother's opiate addiction, akan was reluctant to leave his mom in the dust, sparking an intense hatred between him and his father. the first summer he had came to visit his dad, akan had been all but disowned, with no hopes of a place in his father's company.
as per divorce agreement, akan's father still paid for his private education, placing akan in a school nearby full of kids who he could relate with, despite the drastically reduced income level of his household. he was naturally secretive about anything regarding his family or personal life, leaving him standoffish but respected. he eventually started to neglect his classes in favour of selling weed, coke, ecstasy, and whatever other party drugs he could get his hands on to his peers, which gave him enough money to help pay bills and have a comfortable amount of pocket money. not to mention, it made his social life and connections grow exponentially.
akan barely managed to graduate, with absolutely no job prospects or an idea of what he should be doing with his life. when he returned to brooklyn in the summer, a particularly awful fight he got into with his dad landed him in vittorio's (his uncle, a capo of the moretto family) house. his exposure to mob life in the coming months made akan comfortable with the lifestyle, able to translate his previous hustling skills into flipping cash and stealing for the family.
the benefits just grew and grew, and by the time akan realized that there was no coming back from this sort of lifestyle, he was already in too deep. taking the gun and the contract felt like something he had to do, not like something he could escape. loyalty to the family was everything, more grand in size than he'd ever be individually, and he was swept up starry-eyed into mob life, becoming a made man the day of his 19th birthday.
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The demon shook the blood off his hidden, teeth filled mouth as he was walking towards the broken pillar at the Ruins. While he was walking, he thought to himself, Hell, I wish that there isn't anyone there, I really don't feel like having to attack creatures that get into my damn way. After a few moments of walking and muttering curses under his hot breath he finally came to his destination. However, what he found sitting around his resting area did not please him at all. He observed the male, feline and deer hybrid that was plucking feathers from a bird, Skremmende could feel the anger and heat building up inside of him. He thought to himself before he spoke to the male, How dare this hybrid creature come around my area without a care like this? The boy seems to not know that this is my territory and it's not meant to be shared with such vermin. He felt the smoke rising out of his mouth as he spoke in a harsh tone, "Who gave you the rights to bring your prey into my territory? Boy, I advise you for you and your little catch to move before I do it for you." His glowing eyes seemed to glow even more with building up rage as he stared at the hybrid.
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Akan was enjoying himself, to say the least. After all, he had just caught a rather plump bird by sneaking around the birch. What he was doing was rather clear, as evidence by the swathes of feathers floating gently to the ground every time Akan tug a mouthful of them away from his catch. It was an unfortunate necessity; food wasn't good if you had to stomach a mouthful of feathers along the way, as he had learned, so the whole defeathering process was necessary.
{And then this guy shows up.}
Akan looked up with a lazy, smug smirk, raising an eyebrow in question at the sudden figure. Certainly not the softest looking deer he'd ever laid eyes on; if anything, it'd probably be intimidating and rather morbid of an appearance. That immediately told him this wouldn't be one of his more pleasant encounters. Akan was grasping another bundle of feathers in his jaws as the Intimidating Stranger Dude began to speak, looking up with wide eyes of disbelief before unceremoniously yanking his head back and spraying the air with more feathers.
Oh, one of these types, then.
"Maybe you should reconsider how you speak to others if you want a chance of them listening to you, shitface," Akan offered politely with a mocking, sweet grin. His eyes betrayed how pissed off he was to be addressed like that, though, glaring strongly. He could understand the frustration--Akan had mercilessly intimidated deer out of favoured sitting positions in the past. But doing it to him was deplorable. The smoke escaping from the soot-black deer's mouth and the unusual gleam of the stranger's eyes should've given him some warning to be more careful with his diplomacy, but Akan was blissfully ignoring that.
"I'm not gonna move for some jerk while I'm eating, sorry. It's a small world. I could care less about your feelings on this."In all honesty, it'd be easy to move. Akan was just stubborn like that. Dignity and all. Also, the prospect of a fight was always appealing; nothing better than crushing someone else's ego to feed his own.
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Skremmende's eyes seemed to glow even more bright as the hybrid spoke to him in such manner. How dare this pathetic mortal speak to me in this way? Perhaps the worthless thing doesn't know what power I behold, this hybrid is ignorant. He stared straight into the eyes of this hybrid as it was done speaking, and then he spoke like thunder, "Do you think your fucking words matter? You ignorant creature, you have no idea who you're speaking with. I can burn you alive in a blink of a damn eye." Small flames started creeping around his jet black legs and sizzled the grass below, he glared into the eyes of the creature and spoke again with the same tone, "Maybe your mortal ears didn't listen to my statement, this is my territory. How dare you speak to me like that in my own territory."
The ungrateful creature seemed to be ignoring the smoke plummeting from the now furious demon, Skremmende was about to charge at this boy and attack, but he held himself back because he didn't want to clean up after himself. Skremmende once more stared straight into the eyes of the stubborn male as he spoke, getting more and more angry by every second that ticked by. He didn't speak in a loud tone this time, but rather in a creepy calm one, "If you don't care about my feelings, then why did you come here? It seems that you aren't going to move.. I'll just have to move you myself then." Right after the enraged demon was done speaking, the flames that surrounded his legs and the now burned grass, crept closer to the hybrid, and burnt the feathers that surrounded the feline. Skremmende stepped closer to the feline/cervine and the flames did too, the flames were only a deer hoof length apart from burning one of the creature's paws.
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Seems like a lot of fun. :)
:) Really like his design, too.Ahh, thank you! Hope he
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What a little rascal
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HALLO MISTER AKAN SIR Last
Last night, Comen and your guy had a bit of a scuffle. Cole had shown aggression towards Comen and Bayleen so Comen was rubbing his antlers against the tree, right time you came strolling up. It may have looked like Comen was lowering his antlers at you, but I wanted to clarify it was the tree he was attacking haha. Anyways, I'll be seeing more of you it seems that we're neighbors in the game. At least, you've been hanging around Comen's hill the past few days.
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Ah, I could understand that
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Oh deer :'D Don't get too
Don't get too torn up fluffy kitty D:
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Gonna bump because babs needs
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Aye gonna track this. Sorry
Ahaha omg no worries Akan is
Sorry if anything I did in forest seemed a bit off whenever they were shoving around at each other, I was trying to work out my keys and my hands were a bit shaky.
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e; HOPE IT WAS OK TO TRACK THIS I HOPE I DIDNT BUMP SOMETHING TOO OLD ;;
Omg no worries! ^^ Thank you
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