Envy is like a James Bond villain in the fact that they relish in the fact of how evil they are. They love destroying lives and taunting others. Envy is the one homunculus that I see and instantly think, someone is going to be in misery.
Pride on the other hand,
is everything that Envy can be. He’s intimidating and a monstrous threat. But the reason I like him more is the same reason why his father. Wrath, is my favorite of the sins:
Selim is a fucking troll.
The little brat can put up a front like he cares and is just an innocent child when in reality he’s just as cold blooded as Envy. I love his bright eyed expressions and demeanor when not using his powers.
It’s like a horror movie when he’s on screen. You know he can murder anyone at anytime and he’s just buying his time. Envy is a sociopath and acts like they’re a blood bitch much to the audience’s entertainment.
So I DM a game and one of the players is a cat bard who loves to derail every encounter by just convincing the opponents they dont want to fight.
Troll: You little brat! I’ll kill you for that!
Her: I really wish you wouldn’t
Troll: Ok. Well then Ill kill your friends instead! *turns invisible and starts attacking other party members*
Troll: I’ll kill you and take your heads to my king Skalmad! The ruthless Skalmad will rule this land or destroy everthing in his path! Skalmad is the most powerful and awesome leader in all the lands and he will soon be the leader of all!
Her: You seem to have kind of a complex relationship with Skalmad
Troll: He is the great ruler and after I bring him your heads I will be recognized as a loyal fighter!
Her: Oh wait have you ever even met Skalmad? Does he know you exist?
Troll: Well no… I haven’t met him yet but he is very busy destroying everything. And after I kill you he will notice me.
Her: Oh no this doesn’t sound like a very healthy relationship. Your value is not dependent on Skalmads love. I think you really should take a break from this whole Skalmad thing to think about it all. Do you have someone you can talk to about this? How’s your relationship with your father?
Troll: Stops attacking because hes crying too hard
Summary: Gavin’s a hacker, not a fighter. Unfortunately he has a penchant for starting bar brawls he can’t finish, and his lack of combat skills makes him an easy target to get at Geoff. Solution? Get him a personal bodyguard.
Michael joined the Fake AH Crew for the money, the fame, the madcap heists. Ending up as a glorified babysitter wasn’t part of the plan, but it’s a means to an end, right? Take care of Gavin for a few weeks, prove himself to Ramsey, and move up in the crew. Simple as that.
This is where Michael Jones’ life has fucking brought him.
Leaning against the wall in a dark dank alley stinking of refuse, a fucking knife buried hilt-deep in his shoulder, blood running in sticky trails down his arm.
Gavin’s next to him, pressed in close against his side. Michael’s good arm is hooked around his head, hand clapped firmly over his mouth to stop him making a sound. He knows Gavin won’t but right now he doesn’t trust him with fucking anything because it really is his damn fault that they’re in this mess, hiding in some dead-end street filled with garbage skips while a bunch of thugs with guns hunt them down.
I’m so fed up these days I feel like doing nothing but flooding my own tumblr with Gintama shit ‘cause that’s the only thing able to make me smile right now (and probably for the rest of my life, by the way…)