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130bladeworks2015-04-29 02:09 pm
kbcctv) wrote in 130bladeworks2015-04-29 02:09 pm
corruption au meme
 The Sword Army pursues the Retrograding Army through history, encountering familiar settings and reliving old memories. Though strong, with every change in time and setting, the swords dread the old memories. As they fight to preserve history as it is meant to be, the Sword Army must steel their hearts and resist temptation lest they come to fight themselves…  |
| A popular fan theory is that the enemy swords you fight are actually your swords from an alternate universe who wished to change history. For this meme, feel free to make up your own starters or use one of the prompts below. Remember to state if your character is corrupted, not, or if you have no preference. |
PROMPT IDEAS 1. How could you let this happen? They wanted to be left alone, their mood was poor, and maybe you should have noticed the signs but now that you have, it’s too late. They can’t stop these thoughts in their head and something in their soul has turned dark and ugly. Is it too late? Maybe you can get through to them… if not, are you ready to draw your sword? 2. Possession. Even the smallest trace of doubt can attract them— evil spirits. Once the dark spirit has latched on to your soul, it takes over and consumes you. Maybe the possession is gradual or maybe it happens suddenly. All you know is that everyone has regrets and anyone can doubt… this could happen to anyone. 3. Cry Wolf. We fought the same battles and shared the same meals together so it was only natural that we would be considered allies and friends. The fateful moment approaches and suddenly it is revealed: One of you is not a true friend. There is a traitor among you. 4. Becoming your own enemy. Your mission is to go back in time and let things happen as they were meant to be but their fall into despair was never supposed to happen, right? And so you went back in time to prevent their misfortunes but you keep failing again and again until, this time, you think you’ve got it. This time, you’ll be able to save your friend - but will you be able to save yourself too? 5. Reborn again. When destroyed in battle, the sword disappears only to return again anew. You can’t choose the fate you’re born with though and this time, someone has returned… from the wrong side. |
INSPIRATIONS There are some corruption fanart floating around Pixiv, as well as a FST made by Aki ( fletrir). Other canons with similar themes to this meme are first and foremost Puella Magi Madoka Magica, as well as Shin Megami Tensei and other demonic-theme heavy series. |
Original premise and coding was done by
eskimo, image taken from here.
/JAW DROP EMOTE
The trails of blood that still marked his face gave it away.
She marches forward, quickening her pace so that she can reach him. Vietnam fears nothing. She's been through a lot. And so it was not going to stop her from extending her hands out so she can try to pry his hand away from his face, should she be able to touch him.]
You need not be sorry. Something is wrong, please tell me.
I'll let you know that I'm enjoying this immensely
Don't touch me. [ That was rude, so he quickly adds; ] Please, I - don't want to hurt you...!
[ And because he doesn't want to explain, doesn't want to give voice to those fatal, final words, he just lifts his right hand away from the bloody mess that is his ruined socket. There is a hole where his eye should have been, and even the knotted scar in its place has been torn out. First, by the flower that bloomed beneath it, and then by him when he finally rips out the treacherous bloom.
Maybe it's a good thing that there's so much blood. She won't be able to see exactly how bad it is. ]
Please, just go.
[ Don't stay, because all she'll be doing is watching him die. ]
oh my god this is just spiraling into darkness /WAILS
You know nothing can truly hurt me. [Her voice is gentle, but it is firm, determined to see this through to the end.
Unfortunately, her definition of the end does not match up with his, but it really is close to being aligned.
Instinctively, she reaches out close to the bleeding area of his eye, but does not quite touch (she doesn't want to hurt him unknowingly). Her hand hovers as she looks him over, slowly, and then more desperately as it finally hits her. She doesn't know the details, but it doesn't take a scientist to work out that whatever is happening to his sword form is happening to him: He's cursed.]
No. [She shakes her head, but it's not from disbelief or shock. It's in reply to him.] I am staying. I can't leave you alone like this. [Her hands grab his wrists, anchoring herself to him so that the only way he can get rid of her is to carry her back himself.]
HAHAHAHAH
[ His words come too fast, fast enough to surprise him with how easily he says it. And it's in the subtle, slightly fluted tone that he rarely uses, but this time twisted with too much exhaustion for one single soul to bear. He doesn't even move as she looks him over, not even having the strength to shake off her grip.
(He doesn't want to, and he can't.) ]
You're a country, aren't you? Then - you can get affected. By the flow of time going wrong.
[ But it's different for him, because deep down, he always knew that he was going to die. ]
And if you - if you get hit, then - it won't just be one person who will be gone.
[ Even at this juncture, most of his attention is on her. He was never meant to be saved, anyway, so why bother? ]
LAUGHING AT MY TEARS HOW DARE
It is possible. I can get sick. [She's been sick before, by the land being marred.] But it can't defeat me because the world protects me.
[She is moved, because he thinks of her despite his circumstances. But iIt does nothing to loosen her grip. Because she's realised he's been expecting this, and now she's frustrated.]
You knew something was going to happen, didn't you? Why didn't you say something?
[She could've shaken him arms and yelled at him more. Instead, she pulls him close. This is lonely. She understands loneliness, for time to continually flow onwards and to see everyone around them chance and disappear. He is going to disappear. She can't let that happen.]
If this world cannot save you, then I will. [And she's certain Japan would too. Because they are the world.]
clearly because im' the best friend ever
It surprises him, maybe a little, at how this is the first thing he notices. But then his mind is quickly wrenched back to reality again - to the red vines he can feel ensnaring his soul, filled with the sickly sweet smell of death. ]
I - thought it'd be better, this way. [ Because no one has to know. No one might even notice, to his feverish mind now, because it wasn't as if he really had much attachments, save for the one person he couldn't have left behind -
- but it was better this way, wasn't it? Ookurikara wouldn't have to watch him die. Just let him fade, slowly, from everyone's recollections. As if he was ǹ̫̜͈̩͔̥̻e̟̲͙̙͔̩͇v̯͔̼͖͚͈́er̞̀ ̰̲͙̣t͏̪h͍͕̀ḛ̝͔͓͔̜ͅr͙̩̥̱e͚̩̞ in the first place. ]
You can't save me. No one can.
[ He tries to push her away, but much of his strength is already gone. ]
I was dead from the beginning. Merely living on borrowed time, that was all.
i see...best frands are this honest /lone...tear...
But she's thankful that Mitsutada is not fighting her, or that he can't; Vietnam is not one to look a gift horse in the mouth. If it gives her the edge (haha) to be able to force him to stay, then she'll take it.]
Dead from the beginning... [Was he destroyed? Was he resurrected? How much of him is shrouded in darkness? She looks up, searching. He's been here the whole time and she knows, they know. No one can forget someone who puts everyone first.] Is this your second chance? Then please don't throw it away.
yes good
- I don't want to.
[ Yes, he doesn't want to. Even if it was undeserved. But would it change anything? ]
I... don't know how.
[ How do you cheat death a second time? Even the Saniwa couldn't save him. ]
cracks heart like an egg
Something about this sickness is poisoning him, but what is the root of the cause? Time is one. Moving from time to time. Potentially changing him. The guilt of living on borrowed time. Whatever crept into his body and corrupted is just like how sicknesses in a human enter; some form of weakness appearing. It could be the body's immunity, or his mental state. She's guessing the latter, because she's not sure if swords can actually get sick physically.
He wants to latch onto this chance, he wants to know how. That, for now, is enough for her. He's stopped fighting her, so she places one hand on the left side of his chest. He might be a sword, but it beats and it bleeds.]
No one ever knows how at first, but if you have any doubts, then at first, you must grasp it. [She reaches up with her other hand, wiping away the tracks of blood from his cheek.] Fate may give you a second chance, but it does not decide which route you will take. You do. And I believe you can, you are strong. You still have a little bit of hope left.
[There, aside from the gaping hollow of his wound, he looks tidier now. Still tired, still drained.] We all have a darkness in our hearts, Mitsutada. I do myself, but I accept it. I cannot regret. So let me teach you. [Welp. Guess that's why she's a thug queen. But that is exactly what is happening; her face has tightened, even though her touch is gentle. Her voice stern, all the while calm. And she looks at him with determination.] We lose when we give up. So will you let me in? [She doesn't know what could happen. Perhaps it can't be reversed, but at least it could be stopped. They'll figure it out as they go.
Yet the most important part is still this:] Only if you want me to. Only if you want to win. [She can't force him, no matter how much she wants to.]
frys the egg
And he watches her, in the weary way that he had never allowed himself to show - but something does change in the air around him, as if someone had kicked sand over a pool of spilled ink. ]
You... would do this for me?
[ He's always been the one motivating others, giving them pep talks when they were down. And it was naturally part of the role he made that he was denied those sorts of things - because when the leader shows weakness, the whole team comes crumbling down. And he can't, won't allow himself to do that, because he cannot be weak.
And yet... he can pretend in front of others, but not in front of Death itself. ]
... I do. Very much, truly. I don't want to leave.
[ Because this world is still beautiful, could be beautiful, if his comrades carried on. Maybe even someone tainted like him could somehow find a place here. ]
is it tasty...
It may be tainting him now, but knowing how he could have strengths and weaknesses and emotions, he's more human than he gives himself credit for. He's opening up to her, and she's grateful.
Her expression softens as she nods, stroking his cheek with her thumb.] I would do this for you. I promise, Mitsutada, I will do everything for you.
[Hearing how he doesn't want to leave, she manages to smile; relieved, happy, just everything at once. She'll find him a place here. He would always have a place if she had anything to do with it.] I don't want you to leave either. No one does. Trust them to help you fight your battles. And trust me to guide you through this. I will be with you every step of the way.