Bolt from the Blue Preview

This was the last SI fic idea I ever really developed past ‘this’d be funny’; who knows if I’ll actually continue it or whatever. Thoughts?

“An intruder!”

“Have any of my Candies been harmed?!”

Looking out over his queendom, the one he has built from scratch, Ivankov comforts himself with the fact every last one is present, that they are all accounted for and none have been harmed.

But how intriguing!

Who would dare to attempt infiltrating the Marines’ greatest prison? Who would dare to try muscling their way into Impel Down?!

He pauses, crossing one leg over the other to try to recall any interesting characters that have been brought into containment during the last few months. Yet none springs to mind, no one struts onto centre stage. Unless it is an older arrest, and their intruder has spent their time building up their strength to reclaim their precious one?

How incredible, Ivankov is rooting for them already!

They are all sat on the edge of their seats, tracking this mystery intruder as they blast past Level One, Two, Three and then Level Four with something that can almost be called ease.

Whoever this person is coming for, they must be rather notorious to have landed themselves on Level Five, or perhaps worse, Level Six.

Ivankov can think of no soul upon those levels who would deserve such a friend, but perhaps those criminals have developed such loyal bonds before their incarceration. He may need to take a look at all of the other prisoners again, maybe he missed something.

It is his last thought before there is a flash as bright as lightning and when Ivankov’s vision clears from the dancing black spots, a man is stood before him.

There’s a wild look in the electric blue of his eyes, eyes that lock onto Ivankov and have a spike of caution zing through the Okama’s body.

That is the look of someone backed into a corner, someone at the end of their rope and desperate to gain any semblance of control over their lives once again.

“You’re the miracle person, right?! You’ve got to help me!”

The man scrambles about, ripping a bandana from his head as his fingers dig into the tightly coiled blond locks that explode free of their former cloth-binding.

Ivankov can only watch in awe, because for all that he’s been intrigued by this intruder, he’d never have even guessed that he would be the target, the endpoint. The eventual goal.

“Vat seems to be the problem, Vild-boy?”

That has the man flinching, palms pressing into the sides of his face as he drags them down from his skull.

“This is not my body! I’m not suppose to be a man!”

The man grasps the long lobs of his ears, wringing them between his hands with a comical look of frustrated panic on his face, almost tying the long skin into a multitude of knots.

He looks at his body as if it has betrayed him and Ivankov hops to his feet, unable to remain still in the face of the wild energy this man gives off. His skin is literally sparking, blood still running down from the upper curve of his back.

As if he’s been impaled, or even ripped something from his shoulders.

“You’re the Miracle Person right? I’ve fought my way through this whole place to find you!”

Ivankov claps his hands together, not even bothering to try and hide his joy. Such passion, such determination to reach their goal; yes, this person is indeed worthy of a miracle!

“Vat is you’re name, Vild-one?”

He will avoid addressing them by ‘boy’, after all, their guest certainly does not consider themselves one.

“I don’t- I- this body, it’s called Enel but I’m not-”

Ivankov has seen more than his fair share of identity crises, so he knows exactly how to handle this situation.

“Then Endesa it is! Now come, Endesa-girl! Let Newkama fix you up! Hee-Haw!”

Hopeful blue eyes meet his and the Okama queen reaches for his powers.

So at least on my dash, nobody ever drags the xxTPs, so I'mma do it really fast bc y'all really piss me off from time to time.

Like would it kill you to NOT critique rules from time to time trying to find all the damn loopholes? Like pls can u not. LIKE SURPRISINGLY JUST BC SOMETHING DOESN’T MAKE SENSE TO YOU DOESN’T MEAN IT’S NOT SENSIBLE IN THE LONG RUN?? Like is it so hard to realize that if you take into account EVERY SINGLE tiny ass thing you guys pick out, nothing would ever get done???

Rules, laws, procedures, etc, they’re there to make things easier. And like?? Honestly fuck you, ExTPs? Stop blatantly doing the loophole thing that the rules don’t cover just because you can. Y'all are so damn full of acting like a dick while not coming up with PROPER SOLUTIONS. And you, IxTPs? Just stop. You may not outwardly defy the untold laws, but you still don’t come up with solutions like the shut in you are.

Keep to your own crap and leave laws alone.

According to the new RT insider email non-First members are getting the new RvB episodes a week after the sponsors. Why?? Didn’t we already go through this with RWBY? It’s an unnecessary divide in the community and makes discussing the episodes and making fan content so much harder.

ok one more post about today’s tbs and then i’ll shut up

again, criticism under cut.  as i used to say in 2008, don’t like don’t read

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