Gintama | RP

Listening to Silly's explanation, cut short by her moany and whimpery outbreak, Gintoki didn't stand still with the meaningless things for too long.


" Look, there's got to be a way out of here, otherwise there wouldn't be demons and such on Earth now would there? So get your shit together and let's come up with a plan. Granted, I like Silly more than Deadly but atleast Deadly has courage and a spine. Now stand up, and learn from this experience. Living is just that, Experiencing and learning from it. So let's work together ok ? Me, Silly and Deadly, we're all going to make it out of here! "


Gintoki's indexfinger of his lefthand was trembling and shaking uncontrollably though, he would never show it ... but he was scared out of his mind and lost like never before. All he could do was protect Silly until she figured a way out. And that didn't seem like an easy thing to do as a 3-headed hellhound came strolling into the room, the hellhound was seemingly being walked by an imp with a spear although the imp was torn half to shreds and its dead claws were still gripping the leash tightly while the spear was lodged in the hellhound's side.


" Silly, I won't let anything happen to you, just focus on thinking. Think for a way out of here. "


Gintoki said as he picked up his blade and faced the hellhound, whose sickening yellow eyes with bloodred pupilsliths were focused on the tiny angel behind the human obstacle.
 
All of a sudden slasher woke up what had seemed to be reality was just a dream none of it matter anymore, but in a matter of seconds he forgot about it, and began to start walking around the woods, but it came back to him every second he just couldn't stop thinking about it. He started to think about what if it was real he would have probably died in there. the thought of death came and went but then he forgot all about it like it was erased from his mind. Soon he found his way out of the woods and went into a bar. he sat down for awhile then left.
 
Tilly was still whimpering over her current situation and how much she hated herself for putting her and Uncle Gin into into when he told her to get her act together. In a way he was telling her off (which Tilly was quite used to at this point in her life- actually she was used to much worse) but in some ways it almost seemed like he was also trying to reassure himself.


She wiped at some tears and got to her feet, nodding her head. "I've been here before," she admitted, looking away from him. "I had wanted to visit my mother but when she saw... it didn't go well." Shaking off the bad memory she decided to cut to the facts. "The entrance to Earth is on the other side of Hell. It's a long journey." Out of the corner of her eye she could see a Hell hound coming. Tilly cringed a bit, having always been a cat person and tried to calm down.


"U-uncle Gin... their weakness is their bellies. They're like giant puppies." Of course it would be quite a work out getting it on its back to tickle its stomach.
 
Coro sighed and flopped down on the couch. The prospect of actually getting his own food turned him off eating. He could be THAT lazy at times.


"... Nah." He said, lazily sinking into the comfy cushion.
 
" Gi-Giant pupppieeeeeeeeeessssssssssssss ???? " Gintoki asked in a highpitched voice as he crossed his blade and sheath underneath the hellhound's throat and pushed upwards, since this giant puppy was about to devour Gintoki's face, it had to be done. The hindlegs of the dog were sinking their long, curved nails in Gintoki's calve and in an instinctive reaction he jerked his leg back and realized he had bend his leg effectively underneath the dog and was in a position to launch him in the air by a strong kick to the stomach.


The eyes of the demonic canine and Gintoki's were linked and sparks could ignite from the hatred between them. One hated the other for not giving up that delicious angeltreat, and the other hated the one for wanting to make filét américaine out of him. The hound's tongue hung out its rotten, snagglefanged mouth as it felt itself suddenly out of air and in mid-air. The hound flopped on its back and before he could recover Gintoki had launched himself on top of the demondog and had sliced open its soft stomach. Silly was right, compared to the scaled rest of his body, the stomach was like butter. Morbid, bloodyred butter.


The dog convulsed a while before it finally stared forever at the same spot with its tongue hanging loosely out of its mouth. With a sickening sound, Gintoki removed his blade from the dog's stomach and whiped it clean.


" It's a dog-eat-dog world " He stated as he looked into Silly's eyes with a cold, uncaring look on his face.


" Show no mercy to the ones who mean you harm. "


" If they taunt you, attack them. "


" If they attack you, defeat them. "


" If they defeat you, come back later and destroy them. "


" No matter what, always fight for what is worth fighting for. "
 
Tilly shuddered and looked away as Uncle Gin went on his business with the dog, slicing open it's stomach. "O-okay," she mumbled to herself. "Not exactly what I meant, but it worked." Of course to Tilly she hadn't seen any real reason to kill it but then what did she know? She had exactly sent herself and another person to Hell after letting loose her pissy alter ego.


As she stepped forward, wincing at the fresh scent of blood. She could feel her demon side going crazy though she chose to fight it. "I have one more thing to tell you before we start to look for the entrance back to the mortal world." Tilly looked away from him, deciding to give him the short version instead of getting into theatrics. "I'm kind of... not welcome in Hell. I know that doesn't make much sense but what I mean is... my mother has a very high reward of 100,000,000,000 for whoever can bring me in to her... dead." The word felt like acid on her tongue and she had a bittersweet smile on her face as she said it, as if it were a common thing between mother and daughter, something troublesome but not out of the ordinary.
 
The wolf pawed at the window, trying to make it roll down. "C'mon! Roll!" Finally, she got ahold of the switch and slowly, the window rolled down. "yes!" She murmered and tried to jump out, but something caught onto her tail. "What?! No fair!" Kalypso looked behind her to see a chain tied to her tail. "Help! Someone help me out of here!" She yelled out of the window, hoping someone would hear her.
 
Gintoki looked down at the shy and uncomfortable little Silly as she spoke, once she was finished he placed his hand on her head and told her:


" Unfortunately, I can relate, and I can tell you... Don't worry about what your mother or anyone else thinks about you or wants you to do. This is you, and you are leading your life, don't let anyone tell you how to live or boss you around. You are strong, both of you are, in their own ways. Now keep your chin up tiny Silly, Uncle Gin won't let anything happen to you, be it your mother or Satan himself, none of them shall lay a hand on you. "
 
For a moment Tilly was afraid that Uncle Gin would reconsider her now, not as someone to work with but as a bounty to turn in. She cringed as he placed his hand on her head though when he spoke she opened her eyes and looked up to him. Despite Tilly's inability to see her mother she still loved her. From the first moment that Tilly saw her mother she had loved her. In her eyes her mother was the most beautiful and strongest woman in the world and she had been privileged to have been born by her. In her mother's eyes Tilly was viewed as scum, a mistake that she wished she could take back and her greatest shame. As a little girl Tilly would tell almost anyone who walked into her grandmother's shop that she was her mother's "greatest shame" not realizing until she was older what it actually meant.


As Uncle Gin spoke Tilly was silent, not even daring to make a sound by breathing. When he promised to protect her she looked away from him, finally allowing herself to take in a shaky breath. Tilly had always had so much love to give but never anyone who wanted it and would give her any love in return. Her shoulders shook as she breathed in once more, though it felt labored and her eyes were beginning to sting. Finally looking up at him it was apparent that she was trying to hold back tears, but just looking at his face set her off and Tilly whimpered softly before moving in to him and burying her face against his stomach, crying once more, though this time at the feeling of being cared for.
 
Cela watched him just drop off on the couch before shrugging moving into the kitchen. Setting out two plates, she just put odd things on each, before bringing one in to him. "You said you were hungry...." Setting it on the stand next to him, she frowned, noting that he was still bleeding. Disappearing into another room, she came back out with a simple bandage and tossed it at him.
 
Val was walking down the road, holding his ribs. Taking shallow breaths, Val stopped to loosen his bandages.


"You think you actually deserve that win earlier! I do not think so!" A very deep and demanding voice yelled out from behind Val.


Val's eyes widened as he heard this voice. Turning to look, Val was astonished at what he seen.


"You shouldn't even be walking around with that injury!" Val yelled.


"This is nothing! I will destroy you!" The man yelled as he walked over to Val.


Clinching his giant fists, the man punched Val in the stomach and sent him flying back about 5 feet. The force of the punch made Val cringe for it hit his ribs. The power of the man's punch astonished Val, for he broke his hand in the match earlier. Rolling across the ground, Val got his footing and forced himself back to his feet.Clinching his fists, Val looked at the man and took his fighting stance.


"This is impossible! How do you have this power with that broken hand?" Val asked.


"This injury is nothing. Like i said, i will kill you!" The man yelled as he ran at Val.


As he got to Val, he threw a strong right at Val's head. Ducking down, the punch flew over him by just a few inches and Val threw a flurry of punches in the man's ribs. Laughing at Val, the man grabbed Val and threw him threw a window. As he crashed through the window, a shard of glass stabbed into his right shoulder. Val struggled to stand up, but did manage to make it to his feet. Reaching back, Val grabbed his gloves and out them on. Standing in this house, Val waited for the large man to come in after him.


(ooc:The building, i figured could be where esme is located.)


the man:http://www.comicbookmovie.com/images/users/uploads/11893/MCD - Kingpin.jpg
 
The sound of breaking glass brought the demon's attention to stare towards the back of the house. Grabbing her sword off it's stand, she moved silently through the rooms, hearing someone move, she opened the door a crack to see a man there, glass in his shoulder.


Blinking, she slid the door open full, hand on the hilt, "Don't move and you don't die." Cela said, steal thick in her voice. Till she saw he was staring at the broken window, which indicated someone else was with him.
 
Coro blinked and followed Cela.


"What's going on?" He asked, half a chicken wing sticking out of his mouth.
 
For some time Gintoki petted Silly like a father would pet his daughter who had just been through something aweful and needed to cry her soul out. It brought forth a weird emotion in him, ever since the war and its aftermath he felt like he was incapable of protecting anything and wasn't worthy of friends, comrades or family. But right now he felt like he had gained all 3 in 1, and he felt he would be able to protect her from anything and everything. No matter what, absolutely no matter what, he would make her get out of here alive.


He waited until his precious Silly had cried her heart out and was ready to move on, he knew they couldn't afford to dawdle too much but he didn't want to force her to stop until she was ready to.
 
Tilly breathed in shakily as she pulled away from Uncle Gin, rubbing her knuckle against her eye and brushing away the last of her tears. She felt drained not only from crying but also from her previous use of her demon form and it showed. "I cannot say I know how well my face is known down here," she explained, stepping back a bit. "If I go into my demon form not only do I not know how my alternate personality will behave around you, but I also will pay more of a resemblance to my mother. It is also very draining on me." It seemed the easy choice was to remain in her angel form but even then she seemed to draw demons towards her like moths to the flame, as evidenced by the hellhound's approach towards her. Not to mention she was noticeably weaker in this form.


"I'm not very strong," she murmured softly, looking up at him. "But I promise that I will help to find a way out of here." She had been through Hell before and now that she had someone who she wanted to protect, despite her weaknesses, she knew that she could go through it again. After some silence had passed between them she brushed some loose strands of hair from her eyes and tried to smile. "Now is as good a time to start than ever."
 
Not glancing over at the people that just entered the room, his eyes were locked on the window and the man on the other side. Breathing heavily, Val placed his left hand upon his ribs. Blood soaked through the bandages on his ribs.


"You better... be on guard.... his power is massive." Val said in between breaths.


As he lifted his hand from his ribs, a large hand gripped the window frame. Gripping tightly, the frame cracked under the force. Soon appeared the man's head and leaped through the window and into the house.


"Now you are going to die in this place." The man said as he clinched his fist.


"Watch his hand... i broke it earlier... and he still has immense power." Val said as he leaped at the man.


Throwing a fury of punches at the man's ribs, Val tried to stay in close and move as much as he could even with his injuries. The man slapped down upon the glass that was in Val's shoulder. Cringing at the impact of the hit, the glass shattered. As the glass shattered, it cut up his entire shoulder and sent blood dripping down his whole shoulder. Falling down onto the floor, Val held his shoulder, cringing in pain.


"Ah!" Val yelled as he hit the floor and scooted back from the man.
 
Watching the scene unfold, Cela's eye twitched. This man just ruined a part of her home she had perfected! Her gaze narrowing, she stepped forward as the man moved back. Pushing the hilt out of its case, a hint of blade coming forward, she looked at the first man on the ground and frowned. "Mighty Coro, now is the time to show your teacher your skills."


Drawing out her sword as she moved forward, she pointed it at the man. "Leave."
 
Coro grinned, cracking his knuckles.


"Once instructed to do something, I can at least attempt it." He philosophized, not even bothering to get his sword, just taking his sunglasses off and placing them on table.


Going up to the man Cela pointed a sword at, he tilted his head.


"I'd listen to the nice lady, or else you'd have to deal with me. And when they talk of me, the words 'badass' and 'ungodly' ring true to my soul! I'm the Mighty Coro, and unless you want a problem with the paragon of manliness, get out!" He boasted, grinning.
 
The huge man looked over at Coro and laughed.


"You think you can seriously beat me?" The man said as he swung his massive hand towards coro's chest.


"What..are..you..doing?" Val asked as he held his shoulder.
 
Coro's eyes widened, and he half-stepped to the side, deftly and swiftly. His reflexes hadn't failed him yet. Jumping back from his dodge, he kept some distance between him and the large man, placing himself right in front of the window.


"...... Big." He said in a low voice, to himself as he glanced to Cela. "Sensei, watch me win!"


From his pants, he pulled out a rubber chicken.


Twirling it around like a pair of nun-chucks, he made his best Bruce Lee impression, just waiting for the big guy to come at him.
 
Turning to look at Coro, the man grabbed the frame of the window and took a deep breath.


"Hey... watch his right hand... i broke... it..." Val said as he started to black out from the blood loss.


Exhaling, the man kicked the bottom of the frame and exploded it outwards. Leaping from the house, the man clinched his fists and charged at Coro. Throwing a hard left followed by a right elbow, The man paced himself, leaving a second in between each hit.
 
Nodding at Coro's words, Cela waited, before the man broke her window more. "God Damit." She cursed, before looking at the other man who's blood was going everywhere. As much as she hated humans, she wasn't letting one die in her house. Going to his side, she looked at his wounds before growling something under her breath and clicking through bins and shelves in the room, looking for something.
 
"Help! Won't someone help me?!" The poor pups eyes were filled with tears. She was trapped and knew that probably no one would help her. They would just ignore her. Tears stained the seat of the car and her muzzle.
 
As Val looked up at the girl, he took in a shallow breath.


"I am sorry you and your house had to get involved." Val said as he tried to bring his hand up and cover his bleeding shoulder.


The large man missed the punches on the much smaller kid which made him furious.


"You bastard! Fight me!" The man yelled as he reached around and grabbed a hold of a street sign.


Gripping the metal pole tightly, the man leaned back and proceeded to rip the sign from the ground, taking a chunk of concrete with it.


(ooc: sorry for the delay and the little bit of bunnying.)
 
"It's fine." Cela said roughly, slapping his hand away from his shoulder as she came back, a pair of tweezers, a jar with something pinkish and weird in it, and gauze, lots of gauze. "Now, you going to let me see your shoulder or am I going to have to do this with force?" Her lack of a grin showed she wasn't joking, and in truth, she was fine with breaking something else of his to get him to let her do her 'work'.
 
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