𐏐 YAMATO

[𐏐 YAMATO @YAMATOMEW]

—YAMATO—
Indie portrayal. Character created for DMC roleplays. Human version of Yamato (Vergil’s katana from DMC).

White hair, blue eyes, white skin. Ethereal aspect. Shapeshifts — white kitten.

Non-lewd. Lit. Writer is 21+. OC & crossover friendly.

#DMCRP #MVRP #OCRP

[𐏐 YAMATO @YAMATOMEW]

/ Craving more injury/angst scenes with my Yamato ;-;

[Kefla @U6FusedFighter]

“You're fighting the powerful female Saiyan, buddy!”

#DBSRP #DBZRP #MVRP

[𐏐 YAMATO @YAMATOMEW]

❝ Do you _promise_, dear Vergil? ❞

[𝕵𝑼𝑫𝑮𝑬𝑴𝑬𝑵𝑻 ╱ 𝕮𝑼𝑻 @monstrosires]

ㅤ╱ let me out of JAIL PLEASE I WONT BULLY DANTE ANYMORE

[𐏐 YAMATO @YAMATOMEW]

/ this made me actually gasp here while holding my phone omg

[𝕊𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕒𝕤 𝔼𝕝𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕥 @lonesparda]

And Vergil STILL LAINT SORRY ABOUT IT

[𐏐 YAMATO @YAMATOMEW]

❝ You’re awake! ❞ she enters the room cheerfully. It’s a young woman, white hair, cyan eyes, white dress.

❝ I’m hungry. There’s nothing on the fridge. ❞

She talks to him as if they’re already acquainted, although, from his perspective, they’re not.

[𝕊𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕒𝕤 𝔼𝕝𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕥 @lonesparda]

@YAMATOMEW he awoke from his slumber , already on alert .

“ who’s there ?”
He was calm , not needing a weapon

[𐏐 YAMATO @YAMATOMEW]

@lonesparda

❝ Vergil? ❞ an unknown voice calls in the middle of the night. A voice that, in principle, shouldn’t be there—his estate should be empty except for his and his presence alone.

Could be just his impression.

But it persists, calls him once again: ❝ Vergil? ❞

[‍‍ ‍ ‍‍ ᴊᴀᴄᴋᴘᴏᴛ .ᐟ .⋆♱⃓ @jackpct_]

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀#⃝DMCRP ﹠ #⃝MVRP

[𐏐 YAMATO @YAMATOMEW]

Yamato stirs. Subtly, an almost nonexistent movement. Then, she blinks slowly, as if coming from a long nap.

She rubs her eyes. Her first instinct is to sit up, but she flinches when she tries to and goes back to lying down.

❝ Ugh… How long have I slept? ❞ she asks.

[Vergil @TwinOfDante]

+ draped over the armrest like a fallen banner.

He waited in silence, the weight of his choices pressing heavier than the blade he no longer carried.

[𐏐 YAMATO @YAMATOMEW]

+

hours, she’s stable, asleep in a comfortable bed.

The witch has left instructions for her recovery. No sudden movements, a set of potions to consume daily, a note on how her lung has been damaged and she might still be weaker than usual for a couple weeks.

| end of turn |

[𐏐 YAMATO @YAMATOMEW]

She remains unconscious in his arms as he travels. Her head lolls to the side as he moves. Her skin is cold. Her blood is warm when it flows, slowly, from the wound, staining her dress and his coat.

…

After whatever solution he found—witch, shady medic, mafia—and a couple
+

[Vergil @TwinOfDante]

+ He would find safety. He would keep her alive. And he would not allow anything, mortal or demonic, to take what was his.

[𐏐 YAMATO @YAMATOMEW]

+
She looks at him, lifts an arm trying to touch his cheek. It doesn’t work, it falls back to her side, limp. Her eyes weight. Even keeping them open is an effort. ❝ Vergil, I… ❞ she faints.

| end of turn |

[𐏐 YAMATO @YAMATOMEW]

The knot helps. It functions as it should—reduces the blood loss. Better with it than without it, definitely, but still…

A purplish, ethereal-like smoke has formed around her. It’s actively restricting any self-healing factors she might possess.
+

[Vergil @TwinOfDante]

+ He wrapped the cloth around her, pulling it tight, tying it off with a soldier’s knot—functional, unyielding. The makeshift bandage held, though his expression made it clear he found the situation unacceptable.

[𐏐 YAMATO @YAMATOMEW]

❝ I didn’t mean to! I’m sor—❞ she tries to explain, eyes sadden as he angers.

Before the apology can fully form, she coughs blood and falls, clutching her left rib—which is where the shogun’s blade has pierced her.

A blood pool grows all over her chest and beneath her.

[Vergil @TwinOfDante]

+ spectral steel shimmered into existence—Mirage Blades orbiting him in a disciplined formation, each one a silent extension of his will. Behind him, the familiar weightless presence of Mirage Edge began to take shape, its phantom edge humming with restrained violence.

[𐏐 YAMATO @YAMATOMEW]

+
There’s a deep slash by her left rib that definitely doesn’t look good, and is where the majority of the blood is flowing from.

| end of turn |

[𐏐 YAMATO @YAMATOMEW]

She’s a few meters away, lying on the ground, a pool of bright red blood growing beneath her, fingers twitching subtly and scratching the floor.

Her eyes are wide and she blinks frantically, suggesting a panicked state.

❝ V-vergil, help me, it hurts… ❞
+

[𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝑺𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒓 @SxnOfSparda]

@YAMATOMEW injuries were.

[𐏐 YAMATO @YAMATOMEW]

@SxnOfSparda / I found this by accident on Pinterest and now I’m addicted to the manhwa btw, it’s so cute!!! It’s called “My resentful husband lost his memories”, if you’re interested, and the girl is called “Lily Everett”

[𐏐 YAMATO @YAMATOMEW]

@SxnOfSparda

[𐏐 YAMATO @YAMATOMEW]

*sees Vergil shirtless and faints*

[𐏐 YAMATO @YAMATOMEW]

Dark. Rainy. Unfriendly. Such is the night in which he finds it: a perfectly bright, professionally crafted katana. It lies, abandoned on the ground like something less valuable would be — a broken watch, an old ripped sock... Luck. Jackpot. Selling it could fetch a good sum.

[𐏐 YAMATO @YAMATOMEW]

+
by the enemy to force a shift.

| end of turn |

[𐏐 YAMATO @YAMATOMEW]

[ starter - ⚠️ tragedy / injury - open ]

For combat, Yamato would always keep her sword form so that Vergil could use his skills in the best way possible.

Today, there was a combat task, initially assumed to be low to medium difficulty—a corrupted shogun spirit turned into a
+

[𐏐 YAMATO @YAMATOMEW]

+
a demon. For someone like Vergil, that should be piece of cake.

Just as he is parrying an attack, she shifts and the shogun's blade pierces her. Blood splashes all over.

She hadn't meant to shift — this is either a glitch on her shapeshifting magic, or an intentional spell
+