forum "You don't understand, It's simple really" (OxO MXM Open. Dark. Gore.) #2
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This time, I want a more traditional heroxvillain.

OK so, I have a character that is similar to the Joker from the Dark Knight. This is like a hero x villain/ enemies to lovers.

The villain known as the Trickster is wanted for murder … a lot of murder. He is chaotic and unhinged, yet all he really wants is someone to notice him, to pay attention to him. He has a bad habit of playing with his knives, either on himself or others, and when someone upsets him, he turns to violence. He is your character's biggest nuisance. He has no rhyme or reason to his murders, but he always plays a little game with them before they die, and he never lets them win. "It's not that they can't win, they are just not smart enough to win" he wrote at a crime scene once.

Tricks leaves messages at each crime scene, little clues for the game. It is a guessing game. The most recent being "If you can guess what my favorite place is, by tomorrow afternoon, you can find me there to arrest, you get one hint. I feel above the police when I am there. See you soon~ T"

Your character the 'hero' is tasked with stopping Trickster.

Name:
Alias:
Age:
Gender:
Sexuality:
Job:
Appearance
Height:
Hair:
Eye color:
Clothes style:
Personality:
Background (optional):
Other:

Name: Tyler Jonathan Matthews
Alias: Trickster
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay
Job: Coffee barista/Murderer
Appearance
Height: 5'6
Hair: Died Green, black at the roots, pulled back into a half up half down, just above his chin in length.
Eye color: Hazel, more green then brown.
Clothes style: Wears a long sleeved button up shirt under a black vest, slacks, and dress shoes. He wears said things to hide the scars that cover his body.
Personality: split personalities. Trickster is a psychotic, sadist/masochist who craves love and constant attention, he has a short temper and is quick to use his knife. He enjoys pain, and other people's pain. Tyler however is shy and keeps to himself, he is scared of being judged and people not liking him.
Other: He wants to be caught, but only by someone worthy of catching him.

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Name: Dante Wolfe.
Alias: Dire Wolf.
Age: 25 years old.
Gender: Male.
Sexuality: Bisexual, male lean.
Job: Personal trainer/hero

Appearance (vaguely based on https://pin.it/7sdW7u5 )
Height: 6'1
Hair: Dark brown, wavy in texture and thick.
Eye color: Deep brown, almost black.
Clothes style: Athletic style of clothing, like joggers/sweatpants and compression style t-shirts. Wears lots of green/brown shades of things, along with occasional pops of blue.

Personality: Tends to be very extroverted, going out of his way to chat with people and be friendly. He is very active and healthy. He enjoys helping people and making others feel good. He is quite generous and tries to give back whenever possible. While it's not easy to shake him up, he still deals with quite a bit of internal anxiety that he does not openly express. He can be flustered a bit easily, though does his best to hide it. He has dog like qualities, like strong loyalty, curiosity, and becoming easily distracted.
Background (optional): Dante was adopted into a wealthy family as a toddler. His parents were not sure of his background, but from an early age, he was noticeably stronger than others around him. As he grew up, his strength continued to increase, bordering on superhuman. Along with that, wolf like physical qualities began to show (fanged teeth, sharp claws, and pointed ears). His parents did their best to keep it a secret, and he did as well, not thinking people would accept him because of his difference. He uses it to his advantage during his day-to-day life as a personal fitness trainer, as well as his work as a hero. He became a hero due to the loss of his mother after she had been caught in the crossfire of an attack from a villain. He got his name 'Dire Wolf" due to his strength, and other wolf-like features that he is able to form when he chooses.
Other: Openly enjoys a good head pat or scratch.

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Trickster was sitting on the roof of a building with a clear vantage point to where the body of his most recent victum was tied to. It was an abandoned building he had tied the person to a pillar of, in the middle of the night of course. He had his legs hanging over the edge of the building, a mask covering all of his face but his grin. The mask was white with black diamonds over the eyes. His green hair was half tied back. He had a knife that he was twirling in his hands. The blade and hilt all pure black. He had his sleeves rolled up slightly, the scars covering his arms now visable.

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Dante was growing tired of this. Every day it felt like there was something new. A new person found dead thanks to the local villain. It seemed like the villain was always one step ahead of him, but this time, he felt like he was closing in. He had been given a tip off, a hint from the man himself, on where he would be next. It was all a game to the killer, that was clear enough.

Dante arrived on the scene a bit too late, though. When he arrived, he first ran over to the body tied to the pillar. He cursed under his breath upon seeing it. It was very fresh, showing he had been just a moment too late. After a quick look around, he spotted a figure sitting at the top of the building. “Trickster!” he shouted, a slight growl in his tone. He knew that he wouldn’t be able to get up there in time. His own face was hidden by a balaclava style mask, a bit cut out for his eyes to be the only thing that showed of his own face.

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Trickster grinned when his name was called, standing up on the roof, he waved to the hero, Dire Wolf. He turned on his heel, walking to the center of the roof, running his knife over his arm, marking another successful murder.

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Dante knew there was no use trying to bother with the person tied to the pillar, knowing that they were already dead. It was clear that they were already dead, judging by the amount of blood on their body and the pool that formed beneath it. He made the decision to run into the building, making his way quickly to the stairwell. He took the steps two to three at a time, hoping that maybe he had a chance at catching Trickster before he was out of the building completely.

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Trickster started skipping down the stairwell, paying no mind to the audible footsteps from someone rushing up the stairs. He stopped at two floors lower than the roof and made his way to a room, the blood dripping from the cut on his arm onto the floor as he walked.

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Dante had been headed for the roof when he heard a door open and close above him. He stopped at the door, looking down on the ground to see the blood that had dripped there. Trickster was leaving a trail, whether intentional or not. He reached the door a minute later and opened it, seeing a brief flash of someone figure. “Stop!” he shouted, running in the direction that the villain had gone.

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Trickster went into a room and opened the window. Leaning out with a wild grin on his face as the wind messed up his hair. He put his knife away, pulling out one he had picked up off the streets.

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Dante moved quickly on his feet, not having that hard of a time navigating the rooms. Things were messy, and he was doing his best to not catch his foot on anything and lose his footing. He swung open the door in front of him, Trickster now being only a couple of meters away. "Don't move, drop the knife," he demanded in a stern sounding tone. He crept close, careful not to make any quick moments. Surely Trickster wasn't out of his mind enough to consider jumping from the window. It was a considerable drop, from what he was able to assume. He had no idea if there was a ledge or anything underneath. All he knew was that he needed to get close enough to reach out and grab the villain- then the whole nightmare would be over.

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Trickster turned around to face Dire Wolf. "Why dont we play a game puppy~?" He twirled the knife, grinning as he stepped back so he was agaisnt the window seal. "I will drop this knife, if you really want, but you should know its far from the only one I have~" he giggled at this, watching the other carefully, paying no mind to his still bleeding arm and the slight lightheadedness he felt, causing him to sway slightly on his feet.

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Dante’s eyes narrowed softly at Trickster, eyeing the knife. He wasn’t stupid, he knew that the villain surely had more than one knife on his person. Still, one less was better than having it. He resisted the urge to scoff at the nickname, a soft growl sounding from his throat. “Give it up. I’m not playing your games,” he said, stalking closer. He had noticed the blood dripping from Tricker’s arm, wondering if he may pass out. It would make this whole thing a lot easier if it happened.

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"Nope~" Trickster twirled the knife, accidentally dropping it as he did. He looked down at it confused, he had never let himself bleed this much, and he was quite suprised on how much it had affected him. At least, that was his last thought before passsing out, falling backwards at the open window

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Dante's eyes widened as Trickster began to fall. He wasn't a hero that killer, and he would rather apprehend a villain so they could face the law properly instead of simply killing them. That wasn't to say that he couldn't. Due to his strength, he could easily kill another person with his bare hands if not careful enough. He wasn't sure what he would do if that happened. He thought that he might stop being a hero if that were to ever be the case. It wouldn't feel right for him to continue doing what he did having something like that on his conscience.

Dante rushed forward, diving and grabbing onto Trickster's ankle. The other man hung out the window in his hold. He wasn't going to let the other fall and possibly get away. Thankfully, Trickster felt extremely light in his hold. It was clear the man was small, and it made him wonder how someone like him could do so much damage to others. He grunted, beginning to pull Trickster back up the side of the building.

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Trickster, being fully uncoinsous and limp in the others hold, made not a sound. His arm was still slowly bleeding, and his mask had fallen off, falling down to the ground below and shattering. To think, that could have been him. His face, now visable to the hero, was the only part of him not covered in scars, sure he had one on his lip and ear and forhead, but it was nothing compared to the rest of him. He was quite simple looking, really nothing special, but he looked calm in his unconditional state.

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Dante pulled Trickster through the window, setting him down on the ground. The villains face. He looked so… normal. Not like he had expected at all. They looked to be around the same age. It was a surprise to him, that someone his age could do such horrible things to another person. He wondered what the villains motive was, what made him resort to such violence.

Dante crouched down on the ground next to Trickster, two fingers pressed to his jugular. There was still a heartbeat, so he was still alive, at least. He shrugged off the jacket that he wore, pressing the fabric against the slice on the villain’s wrist. He needed to keep him alive long enough to at least face a judge.

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Tyler groaned softly, slowly opening his eyes, he stared at the hero, a look of confusion and fear in his eyes. He was still quite lightheaded. He looked around, trying to figure out where he was. The last thing he remembered he was leaving work and bumped into someone who cursed him out. That must have been what triggered Trickster. He only knew who the hero was from the news and Tricksters obsession with him.
"W-what happened?" His voice was soft and quiet, barely above a whisper, not as flamboyant as the Trickster.

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Dante’s brow furrowed behind the balaclava as Trickster came to. The villains posture was not the same, and even the way that he spoke was different. He had very much expected the man to come to and try to sink a knife into his chest. Trickster had always slipped from his fingers, so to see him like this was very off putting. He wondered if it was a trap to try and play at his emotions.

“You passed out from blood loss,” he answered shortly, still keeping pressure on the wound with one hand while the other pulled out his smartphone. He had planned to call the police, but found himself hesitating. “You don’t know what’s going on?” he asked, narrowing his eyes suspiciously at the other man.

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Tyler shook his head, tears filling his eyes, "I-Im sorry… I…I " he took a shaky breath, wincing in pain from his arm. "I try to stop him.. he just doesnt listen to me…" he said softly, tears falling down his face as he turned his head away. He was scared, he knew Trickster had been caught, and that was bad, it would ruin his life.

Trickster had a habit of hurting people, Tyler didnt know anything about the people dying,he just assumed they all lived. "I-is the victum ok?" He asked after a moment. He knew that Trickster had to of fronted and harmed someone, or else he wouldnt be in this position.