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How would Blade react if MC grabbed his hands and kissed his knuckles, while saying something like "I love these hands. Everyone knows how dangerous they can be but I'm lucky enough to see a soft, gentle side to them."
He would marvel at how someone could still trust in him and love him and want to be near him after all the bloody and terrible things he’s done. He’d feel so lucky and over the moon!
Next up for drawtober2020 - blade!
Had a ton of fun designing this one - unfortunately, it's not completed, but I had to share!
very nice fighting uniform
mini version and critters
they should make blade take the bus somewhere. i want him to sit next to an old lady on the bus and hes like fuuuuck i remember being old god i miss it so bad.
HSR fan art
Inktober Day 15 - Dagger
Horror/thriller movies with black characters
Hii! Do you mind doing headcanons of jing yuan, blade and yanqing (platonically please maybe older sister/mother figure) with a sweet and optimistic s/o like they're not overbearing just affectionate and a ball of sunshine and positivity, making treats for everyone and want to make everyone feel comfortable and included(kinda like a mix of nilou and amber my favorite precious girls I love them so much 😭💕🤍) thank you so so much in advance and I hope you have a wonderful day 🥰💌
* pairing(s) : blade + jing yuan x fem reader
* prompt : request
* authors note : i wanted to do this really quickly, and its kind of (very,,) off track of the original request but kind of wanted to try something new! (part 2 will be written if asked by requester ♡)
MODERN AU.
In your workplace, it wasn't uncommon for different ceos from several other companies to come visit your boss. Jing Yuan, one of the most famous ceo's, was a name you'd want to have sign a contract of yours. You were his assistant, but only ever to run simple errands while he was busy with his schedule. Not only that, but you were also Yanqing's older sister. Yanqing worked in the same office, but with a much higher position. (In which you were proud of him, but also veeery confused.)
When he told you about a meeting in which another CEO would be visiting the building, a small lightbulb popped in your head and you thanked your brother, a small kiss on his forehead as you went to Jing Yuan directly for this idea. "I hope you do not mind, sir. But I'll be happy to make a few treats for the guest tomorrow, however, I'd have to start early and leave at this moments notice.. I know that-"
"I'll be happy to let you."
Your eyes widen slightly, which he notices and chuckles. "Your idea is very cute, I'll be happy to entertain it and I'm sure our guests will greatly appreciate it." You feel a warm sensation on your cheeks, but bow to your boss and thank him for his time before walking out while covering your face in small embarassment.
He leans his head on his hand, smiling a little at your fluster. "Cute."
On the day of the visit, you weren't exactly informed of who it was. But just knew that the three visiting Jing Yuan's office were a big deal. You stood on his right, and Yanqing on his left, a tray of sweets on the table right infront of you as you waited quietly.
The first person who walked in was a woman who clearly walked with confidence and pride, her hair tied up in a neat bun as a much shorter silver haired girl followed after her. She was playing games on what seemed to be a nintendo switch as she immediately took a seat and focused on her game.
Lastly was a man, his presence slightly intimidated you as you immediately recognized him. His wealth was insane, being one of the richest people within your country, and so that alone made his aura unintentionally (or intentionally) intimidating.
You looked down, but don't notice how that action alone caught his attention. It makes him pause, which Jing Yuan immediately noticed. He clears his throat loudly, which makes Blade snap out of his trance and look at him. "Greetings, Jing Yuan." He greets, bowing slightly with a hand to his chest.
Your boss nods in acknowledgement, standing up as you and Yanqing both straighten yourselves and greet with him. "Welcome." He turns his head to you, then the biscuits you made last night and smiles.
"My assistant made you all snacks to enjoy during our meeting, please, help yourself." You swiftly pick up the tray and walk to the woman now recognizable as Kafka once she took off her glasses. "Thank you, dearest." Next was Silverwolf due to the iconic jacket she wore a little loosely on her shoulders, she grabs one that was slipping off the plate with her mouth without taking her eyes off her game. (A small muffle of approval from her end.)
Lastly was Blade, who smiled at you when you approached. You thought it would be the iconic smirk, the one with 500 edits of and plastered everywhere on billboards and magazines but something about it felt genuine. He took a cookie and thanked you for your kindness, and as you returned to Jing Yuan's side, that smile of his was engraved into your mind.
But seems like you're on a clueless streak, as Jing Yuan and Blade have a glaring contest from across the table after that small interaction. Blade was well aware of how fond your boss secretly was of you, how he knew is beyond him, but it was certainly pissing him off with the unnoticable advances Blade was making.
"(name), would you mind fetching our guests a glass of water? I'm sure they'll need it, as there's plenty more to have." He smiles when you nod and leave the room, as obedient as always.
"I believe our intention was to keep this purely business, old friend." Blade smirked, crossing his arms as Jing Yuan interlocks his fingers, keeps them near his lips and rests his arms on his desk.
"It was my intention, then you looked at my assistant."
blade as a cat, mentions of trauma and abusive behavior towards a cat, gn!reader
spotting a flea-covered and dirty cat!blade on your way back home. he hisses and growls when you try to pick him up, trying to look scary but he's just scared you're going to hurt him like those humans who showered cold water on his beautiful dark fur just because he passed by their house.
soften up when you pulls out a bag of kibbles, serving a small amount of them to him. he starts to move closer on his own, sniffing the food to make sure it's not poisoned before he starts to eat. it's been so long since he's had any proper meal.
he thanks you, rubbing himself on your leg and curling his long tail around it before presenting you a small knife from a nearby trash can. what an odd gift, you think. but blade's actual intention with it was to give you something to protect yourself.
due to that, you gave him the name blade and bring him with you to your home. the feline will be a great companion and stress relief, for you can just kiss his small and angry face whenever you feel exhausted.
you wash blade's fur, cleaning the fleas off and cutting his nails short—which he wasn't fond of, since his instincts tells him he needs those to guard your home from predators.
yet the way your gentle hands are caressing his fur and rubbing the dirt off his body have successfully draw out a small, sad meow from him. he has never felt so loved and cared for before.
after a few days of being your companion, his face is still grumpy as ever, but kitty blade's behavior has improved a lot. he'd follow you to the toilet, silently watching and observing you while you're taking a dump. blade sleeps beside you while hugging his tail, occasionally waking up to see if there's anything that bothers you.
will paw at you until you feed him. he wakes you up by sitting on top of your chest until it's hard to breathe, kneading your flesh as if it's dough. and don't expect to get your work done when blade is around, as he would sit on your keyboard and create an entire paragraph about how cruel you are to place your hands on it instead of his soft fur, then proceeds to look at you with that straight and unapologetic face after accidentally sending it to your client.
he's a feisty one, but deep down inside blade is just a clingy little guy with who yearns for your full attention—something he's never got to feel before.
Alhaitham & Blade having a crush on you
❏ ( notes ) ; This is my gift for @yanqingisim for the Secret Santa event by @solarisfortuneia, I hope you enjoy it <3 ❏ ( contents ) ; PURE FLUFF! might be a bit of angst idk (surprise surprise.) , i tried to write these two tropes and I hope I did them well... sdjkhklasdme.
As Alhaitham's study buddy/research partner, he has a small (big) crush on you but doesn't know how you feel about him so he resorts to hiding his feelings.
How did he fall for you?
All it took was you truly being yourself around him. Usually, when he finishes a project with someone, he'd often hear them complain about how awkward it might've been or something along the lines of how frustrating his personality was... not that he cared though because in the end the project's done and he won't likely see them much.
You on the other hand... were a different case. He took note of how you tried to understand his side of things, not only yours, and how you tried your best to work with him despite how difficult or tiring it might've been. One thing he noticed was how determined you were with your research, and he found that attractive about you.
There used to be a point where he preferred to be alone but... you slowly became an exception as you two partnered up more.
What he does differently that gets your attention.
Alhaitham would eventually become aware of his feelings towards you, but isn't sure how you feel about him, so he'll keep it hidden away and to himself. Though, there will be a time he can't possibly just hide it anymore so what does he do?
He'll often start doing small things such as bringing his and your favorite snacks when you both take a break from all the work you've done so far. You wonder how he knew exactly what you liked and wanted at the moment at he just simply brushes it off by saying he just guessed... when really he took mental note of what you'd bring with you whenever you were with him.
Whenever you happened to catch him during his break, he puts his book down. Doesn't seem like such a big deal but... with anyone else, he wouldn't do as much as to spare a glance at them. He'd keep his eyes glued to the page he was on, not showing any bit of interest in the conversation that started with him since he wanted to be left alone already. But with you? The book can wait. You could've sworn that his eyes almost sparkle in a way whenever he looks up to see you.
Something cute he does.
Whenever you'd tell him a joke, he'll blush when you giggle at him. You find it adorable how when he doesn't get a joke, he'll often take it seriously and give such a long, textbook-based explanation. Once you explain to him, a look of embarrassment comes to his face but he'll laugh along with you at his own seriousness.
Blade's partner but the problem is that you two don't necessarily get along, he ends up developing a small crush on you, or rather a partnership as he would say in the long run.
How does he fall for you?
Blade wasn't very fond of you, the second he saw you he just didn't want you getting in his way of work. It didn't help how you two were often paired up with each other, on every mission no matter big or small, you two somehow were always stuck together.
He was always quite hard on you as your superior and he knew just how much you disliked him for how he treats you but the second you get injured... he gets worried sick. He knew you were strong on your own but knowing your clumsiness, he had to keep a close eye on you.
He's never once felt such the need to protect someone before, he thought it was just the way of a superior looking after the junior but... boy was he wrong. Soon it became more than just that kind of relationship between you two.
What he does differently that gets your attention.
He tends your injuries himself. Usually, he'd let someone else handle it, but he'd just do it himself as he wanted you to rest and be in bed as soon as possible. You didn't know how good he was at this kind of thing until that day.
He often holds your hand, leading your around with his hands tight around yours and the hilt of his sword. His excuse is that he wants to make sure you stay close to him and don't get lost, but in reality, he just wants to feel your hand in his. He'll give it a nice, firm squeeze from time to time, sometimes holding it longer than he intended.
He gives you small gifts of treats and items so you can take care of yourself when you both complete your tasks. Though he's the one that's literally helping you, he doesn't mind giving you a reward of such from time to time especially when the mission happened to take a toll on the both of you.
Something cute he does.
He becomes softer with you when it comes to winding down and relaxing, he'll take part in the little activities you enjoy even though it may seem totally out of his character but he's willing to enjoy it with you.
He'll even do such things as give you a nice hug, though the hug was mostly so he could enjoy your embrace around him as he relaxes into your arms. He loves the times like this when he can just be comfortable with you and not have to worry about being such a tough guy.
"i found my heart, i found your heart, and it's still beating"
--you two were denser than rocks, is what dan feng thought. and now looking back on all those years you realise just what could've been, but it's too late now...
--warnings - gn!longlife species reader, fluff, pining, angst no comfort, mention of death??, two people that can't see the signs, maybe ooc, wc - 2.4k
--a/n: wowee yingixing fic! tbh i spent alot of time on r/blacksmiths when writing HAHA shouts to @milksnake-tea for the idea behind this which then inspired the whole thing... and here you go pookies @lowkeyren + @https-sourlimes i hope i did the wife proud!!
the natural heat of the day was nearly unbearable.
nearly as it paled in comparison to the blazing warmth that crept out the furnace and filled the air of the small workshop - although by now the lone figure was well used to the conditions forced upon him when forging.
he had a quota to reach. many weapons began their life being forged within these walls by his hands and died upon battlefields. most of his creations never lasted, all the time and toil spent making them just for them to be destroyed in the hands of those either lucky enough to make it back, or unlucky enough to not.
but a quota was a quota - more casualties would only be caused if he failed. a sigh escaped him as he picked up the last sword before moving towards the stifling heat of the forge and holding the sword in, patiently waiting for it to turn a glowing yellow and then removing it.
sitting down and setting down the stock flat on the anvil, he began carefully shaping the top of the soon to be sword. he stopped for a moment, the sound of approaching footsteps caught his attention and a part of him could guess just who was visiting him now.
wiping away the sweat from his forehead with the back of his leather gloves, he watched as you walked through the open door - it was never closed when the forge was going, the room would've turned itself into the forge otherwise. and with that he knew his time was up.
“done with the weapons yet?” your voice called out but he simply turned to flatten the blade, a smirk made it's way across your face “the marshall needs them by the deadline set you know?”
yingxing grumbled “as usual” speaking up to add “if they want them done quicker perhaps they could forge them themselves then?”
he stood up and held the sword into the forge again, holding it for less time than previously. clearly he wasn't in a rush so you prompted “how long then?”
“depends, if the marshall wants a decent weapon i still need to sand, sharpen, reheat and create the hilt” pausing before pulling the sword away from the forge and pointing it at you “or you could take it now”
his arrogance would be the death of you, but for now a smile graced your face before urging him to continue on - the marshall could wait a while longer.
unlike yingxing, you weren't accustomed to the conditions of the forgery and so the suffocating environment forced you to find respite outside until he was finished. if anything this was a usual routine between the two of you nowadays, the marshall would send you to collect weapons from yingxing but everytime he wouldn't be completely finished and so you'd wait outside.
occasionally you sat with him but the sweltering heat made it feel like the whole room would suffocate you and he often preferred to work in silence. he never took that long anyway, or if he did it was purposeful and you both knew so - at least the scenery was nice.
“it’s finished now, don't keep the marshall waiting longer or else we’ll both hear about it” his voice snapped you out of a daze, you turned to watch him sit beside you “fresh air feels nice”
“it's your choice to hold yourself up in that forgery for hours” pausing, you looked at him before turning back and scrunching your nose “least you could do is leave that smell in there”
he held back a small laugh “not my problem, now are you going to deliver the weapons or not, i've done my part”
sighing, you stood up and yingxing followed suit before leading you back into the forgery and handing over the weapons.
---✩
“your late”
yingxing fought the urge to roll his eyes “it's nice to see you too dan feng”
the high elder shot him a glance that landed somewhere between annoyed and somewhat relieved.
despite being the only short life species among the high cloud quintet, the furnace master was just as a part of the group as the rest - if anything, one of the most important as he was responsible for hand crafting each and every one of their weapons.
“im earlier than the rest, your too punctual for your own good” he sighed
dan feng scoffed “it’s more likely that the rest of you aren't”
yingxing wanted to comment on how it wasn't an important meetup, if anything it was a friendly hangout but unfortunately arguing with dan feng was a futile task that only got more depressing for him as he went on.
fortunately or unfortunately, depending on how he looked at it, they were still a group yingxing held dear. some of his closest companions to which he even looked up to. so even now, the silence was comfortable. the high elder was a comforting presence as despite his initial arrogance, he carried a deep seated care reserved to those he deemed important.
yingxing caught the way dan feng looked over to him occasionally, like he had something to say. eventually the silence was broken by the furnace master asking what was on dan fengs mind.
“have they realised yet?” was his response, it sounded rather uncharacteristic for the high elder.
but yingxing knew he was referring to you. ages ago he had consulted baiheng about the warm fuzzy feelings he felt around you and the foxian was practically beaming as she told him that he had a crush. although she didn't exactly know how to keep a secret and very quickly the entire quintet knew of his apparent “crush”.
baiheng was normally the one to bring it up so he never really expected dan feng to - the foxian was always very eager to be updated on the situation between the two of you. although a very prominent issue soon became apparent. you were quite dense toward the furnace master's advances.
“same as last time i'm afraid” he sighed, every single one of his advances had gone straight over your head. and every single time he reported back to baiheng who became even more puzzled about how to help him finally get round to you.
the high elder hummed “try being more direct then” out of all people, yingxing never expected to get relationship advice from dan feng. it was practically shocking. be more direct. was it really that simple?
---✩
unfortunately, being direct was more of an issue than either of them thought.
no matter how much yingxing tried to subtly hint to you, it always became lost in translation. even his more direct approaches were interpreted as friendly gestures or simple acts of kindness - he couldn't even get frustrated because a part of him thought it was cute.
every day baiheng would find yingxing sitting defeated in the forgery, his head in his hands as he tried to decipher exactly what he could've done better to finally get through to you. she'd always have to console him and convince the deflated furnace master that he could always try again.
no amount of gifts, kind words or actions that couldn't be mistaken as simple friendly gestures, could convince you. every time you found some way to see it as friendly and not a romantic advance on yingxing's part. not even the handmade trinket he made you that suspiciously matched his hairpin could convince you.
baiheng, and occasionally dan heng or jing yuan, would always tell him that he still had time - jingliu never really liked to get involved. they'd always tell him that there would be some way to get you to acknowledge his feelings. he believed them.
one day, perhaps he could build up the confidence to confess directly. to stop beating around the subject and come clean. clearly subtle advances weren't going to do the trick, but yingxing had the time to build up that confidence.
---✩
but yingxing had less time than he thought.
it was jing yuan that broke the news to you.
the grief was almost instant. a deep rooted part of yourself was convinced it was some cruel joke, an insensitive prank that he was put up to - but you knew better. the realistic, logical part of yourself was well aware of the truth but it was suppressed by the emotional side. the part of yourself that wanted to scream and curse the aeons, the arbiter, yourself, anyone that could've prevented it.
jing yuan hated to be the one to tell you. but no-one else would. he was hurting as well, having watched all his friends fall into despair, ruin and death. admittedly, he probably wasn't supposed to tell you but since he knew how close you and yingxing were, he reckoned you could be an exception.
it hurt jing yuan even more to leave you almost immediately after breaking the news to you. he could see how distraught you were but he was in no position to offer you comfort. although honestly, you preferred to be left alone.
you needed to process the passing of yingxing. well he wasn't dead, but jing yuan had told you how he was banished from the luofu - he was a short life species unlike yourself so you had to come to terms with the fact that you probably were never seeing him again. yingxing would die and you wouldn't ever see him again.
it hurt. it was as if the aeons themselves had plucked your heart from your chest and pierced it in front of you. that night, you cried. harder than you ever had in your life, clutching the handmade trinket that he made you.
---✩
it was hard to miss the news, the previous high elder returning to the luofu, stellaron hunters aboard - one or the other would lead to both being mentioned anyway. a scoff was all that left your mouth when you first heard, the previous high elder was dead. forced to reincarnate, the chances of his reincarnation willingly coming back was low.
the stellaron hunters didn't alarm you either, sure they were wanted criminals but confidence could be placed in the cloud knights and even the general himself. although it became apparent that it was the stellaron hunter you had to worry about.
yet again, it was jing yuan that told you. he was hesitant for many reasons. one reason was the fact that even though you both resided on the luofu, you barely spoke with him ever since the incident - he didn't exactly hope that your first time talking with him in ages was to tell you that yingxing’s new self was aboard the luofu, and a wanted criminal at that - and admittedly he hadn't told you the whole truth all those years ago.
another reason was that he wanted to protect you. jing yuan knew you would've heard about imbibitor lunaes return and the steallron hunters but he didn't trust blade.
he wasn't yingxing. the yingxing that constantly tried to hit on your dense self, that gifted you handmade trinkets often, that made you laugh. no. it was a stellaron hunter known as blade occupying yingxing's mara stricken body.
but you deserved to know. to at least be aware of the situation and so, begrudgingly, jing yuan informed you. what he hadn't anticipated was for you to immediately rush off in search of your supposed yingxing.
it didn't surprise you to find "him".
that wasn't yingxing, the “furnace master” that made you laugh, made you feel warm and safe. no, this was an abomination. someone who had taken the man known as yingxing and ruined him, taken him to the brink of death over and over just to come back with more scars that never healed, piling on again and again until he wasn't the same.
all that was left was bitter malice seeping into the parts that slowly ebbed away, slowly removing any semblance that could link “blade” to yingxing. would it be fair to even call him a human?
the only thing that could even link that monster to your friend was his attire. it was tattered and worn, nothing like how yingixing would've worn it - although rather admittedly his outfit was never “clean”, constantly dirtied by the consequences of forging weapons but he tried his best.
he finally noticed you, and as you locked eyes, it felt like staring into the eyes of a stranger. it was as if the mara had risen from the hands of abundance itself and ate away at the one memory left alive until nothing could be linked back. it forced it's way into his brain, stripping him of what little semblance of sanity remained upon seeing you.
the mara forced his hand, the one he desperately tried to hold back but it was as if his body was no longer his. you weren't from his memories but some part of him could recognise you.
blade knew you weren't his, you weren't even yingixing's but he longed to hold you in his arms. to be selfish and have what his previous identity couldn't.
it was a futile effort. his mara forced him to attack, in his eyes you were no longer an innocent bystander - you were a threat. to anyone else, they would say that blade held nothing but hatred behind his gaze. pure rage and despise. but to you, you could pick up on relief.
some deep rooted part of yingxing that hadn't been lost to the mara that encompassed blade recognised you. affection and longing could be found in his gaze, fighting to break through to the last conscious part of blade's brain. it was an impossible chance. so instead he hurts.
damaging the parts of you that a previous identity would've died to caress and kiss. no longer could you sit and wonder about what could've been. yingxing was gone. this man was simply a monster accumulated from the parts of him.
rest of the "series"
taglist - @little-miss-chaoss, @frankiesteinn
Sometimes I think that without the first Blade movie and Dark City (1998), there would have been no Matrix as we know it. It wouldn't have been a thing.
Sonic Shorts: Bath Night (Comic Script) (Promo)
A sample of a humorous comic script I posted on deviantART.
Premise: Pirate Captain Abyss the Squid tries to get her mouthy, young apprentices - Razor and Blade - to take a bath. Hilarity ensues.
NOTE: Due to Blade's age never being revealed, my head-canon is that she's 4-5 years older than Razor.
Page 1
Panel 1
The Setting Dawn Pirate Armada - Abyss the Squid's Ship - ~8 years ago. Front view of Abyss looking commanding.
1 ABYSS: Alright brats, listen up!
2 CAPTION: Abyss the Squid - Calamari Captain
Panel 2
Abyss paces like an army general as Razor (age ~7) and Blade (age ~11) watch. Razor is curious as to what she's talking about, while Blade rests her chin on her hand, looking bored and annoyed.
1 ABYSS: As I’m sure you’re aware, today is Thursday. Do you know what that means?
2 CAPTION: Razor & Blade, the Shark Siblings - Apprentice Pirates
Panel 3
Razor raises his hand enthusiastically, a thought bubble with a hardtack biscuit floating next to him. Abyss just gives him a look.
1 RAZOR: Ooh! Is it extra biscuit night?
2 ABYSS: That’s tomorrow Razor.
Panel 4
Razor lowers his hand, looking nervous. Abyss smiles knowingly.
1 RAZOR: I-It's time to clean the bilge?
2 ABYSS: Close, but not quite.
Panel 5
Blade smirks at Abyss, earning her a snicker from Razor and a scowl from the squid.
1 BLADE: It’s time for you to get a facial for your wrinkles?
2 ABYSS: Eat barnacles, Blade.
3 RAZOR: Snrkt!
Panel 6
Abyss gestures to the side as Blade and Razor watch, wondering what she's going to show them.
1 ABYSS: No, It means tonight...
Page 2
SPLASH PAGE
Front view of Abyss standing aside and gesturing dramatically, revealing Mr. Bristles and Shellbreaker standing under next to a fairly large washtub filled with warm, soapy water - complete with a little toy pirate ship floating in it. A spotlight is shining down on them.
1 ABYSS: Is Bath Night!
2 CREDITS
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Page 3
Panel 1
Razor and Blade slump over in disappointment, causing Abyss to yell at them.
1 RAZOR & BLADE: Awwwwwwgh!
2 ABYSS: Don't 'Awwwwwwgh' me! You two haven't had a bath in three weeks! Now get in the tub!
Panel 2
Razor pleads with Abyss, who just folds her arms and gives him a flat look. Blade irritably argues with her.
1 RAZOR: But Captaaaain, we don’t wanna take a bath! It takes foreverrrr!
2 ABYSS: Only because you two keep whining about it.
3 BLADE: Can’t we just jump in the ocean or something?
Panel 3
Mr. Bristles scratches his head, earning him an irritable glare from Abyss as she looks over her shoulder at him. Shellbreaker raises an eyebrow at what she just said.
1 MR. BRISTLES: The lass has a point Cap’n. Why can't they just do that?
2 CAPTION: Mr. Bristles - Yeti Crab Quartermaster
3 ABYSS: Because this place smells fishy enough already! We don't need smelly shnorkies on top of all that.
4 SHELLBREAKER: 'Shnorkies'?
5 CAPTION: Shellbreaker - 'Otterly' Devious First Mate
Panel 4
Same shot as above, only Abyss, Mr. Bristles, and Shellbreaker have wide-eyed, shocked expressions ( 0_0 ) .
1 BLADE (off-panel): Doubt anyone can smell anything over stinky, old squid lady!
Panel 5
Razor and Blade snicker at the latter's jab.
1 RAZOR: Heh heh heh! Peeeeeeyew!
Panel 6
Razor and Blade are startled by one of Abyss' tentacle smashing a nearby crate.
1 SFX: SMASH!
2 RAZOR & BLADE: Gaah!
Page 4
Panel 1
Front view of Abyss standing menacingly over Razor and Blade, her tentacles moving as though they were possessed. The siblings are shivering and sweating in fear.
1 ABYSS: I'm sorry dear...but did you just call me a stinky, old squid lady?
Panel 2
Blade swallows nervously, but keeps her cool, while Razor clings to his sister and trembles fearfully. Blade elbows Razor's side, snapping him out of it.
1 BLADE: Ulp...
2 RAZOR: Ahh...ahh...ahh...
Panel 3
Blade turns to Razor and elbows him in the side.
1 SFX: BUMP!
2 RAZOR: Ow!
Panel 4
Razor rubs his elbow as he turns to Blade, who gives him a serious look. Razor looks at his sister in understanding.
No dialogue.
Page 5
Panel 1
Razor and Blade make googie faces. Blade pulls down one of her eyelids, opens her mouth wide, and sticks her tongue out, while Razor crosses his eyes, wiggles his hands, and blows a raspberry.
1 BLADE: Yeah! What are you gonna do about it, stinky, old, squid lady? Throw us in the washing machine with your stinky, squid laundry?
2 RAZOR: Pbbbbt!
Panel 2
Close-up of Abyss staring darkly. Razor and Blade can be seen reflected in her eyes. The siblings are laughing.
1 RAZOR & BLADE: Haaaahahahahahahaa!
Panel 3
Same shot as above, but Abyss' eyes widen in realization as she gets an idea, while Razor and Blade look at her in confusion.
1 SFX: DING!
Panel 4
Same shot as above, but Abyss is now smiling wickedly, while Razor and Blade look at her nervously.
No dialogue.
Page 6
Panel 1
Abyss turns to Mr. Bristles and Shellbreaker, who promptly stand up straight and salute.
1 ABYSS: Shellbreaker! Bristles!
2 SHELLBREAKER & MR. BRISTLES: Yes, Cap'n?
3 ABYSS: Bring out...
Panel 2
Extreme close-up of Abyss' eyes. Part of her evil smile can be seen.
1 ABYSS: The Tank!
Panel 3
Shellbreaker smiles evilly, while Bristles looks nervous.
1 SHELLBREAKER: Ohhhhohohohoho! Yes, ma'am!
2 BRISTLES: Arrrrgh...
Panel 4
Shellbreaker and Bristles head off to the next room, respectively rubbing his hands together eagerly and shaking his head in resignation. Abyss smiles in satisfaction as Razor and Blade watch nervously.
1 BRISTLES: I was afraid you were gonna say that.
2 BLADE: Wait, what are you...?
Panel 5
Suddenly, Abyss restrains Razor and Blade with her tentacles. Abyss is smiling wickedly as she wiggles her fingers in malicious excitement.
1 RAZOR & BLADE: Gah!
2 ABYSS: Fuhuhuhuhuhuuu...
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It is a valid battle strategy to kiss your rival on the mouth and leave him flabbergasted