In this game, there is the Roxas boss. What I really don't get is why Roxas has those long spears which glide onto the ground, glowing white. What are they?
So...what do I do now?
ooc: so yeah...my battle is next?
Right away, I would want to put to extra hard so I can savor the game, unless I go crazy and snap the ds.
Oh. Hello! New person never saw.Ok well that cleared up nicely! bic: Ryan watched the daggers, hundreds, in the body. He stared at it. The more he stared, the easier it was to cope with the scene. Somehow, he didn't know. He glanced at Maria. Your next, he thought.
I think that when the boys just went close to the door to darkness, the effects of darkness made clones of them. So, it could be like fighting kh vids on youtube.
Agh. This rping hasnt gotten me to my tournament.
A good idea. I think that is perfect.
Actually I really dont know what your talking about...I never pay attention either.
Theres a prize? I dont really care if I die or not, since this rping is a real hard job...
Looks up at mention of name* Hi! Hmm...waiting for stellar...
I would be too. I'm waiting for the exercise to be done.
ooc: K, were waiting! Well, lets see what Maria got in her keyblade.
ooc: Tenshigirl! Its me and you! A fight to the death! Anouncers, anounce it...we have been waiting....a long time....a week.Wow.. bic: Finally, Ryan breathed. He waited for the gruesome bloody finish would apear. He couldn't wait any longer. He had to fight Maria, to get his heart secured. He didn't know himself, but fighting seemed to clench his muscles more around his heart. My tournament would begin. Ryan got out of his chair, and walked down to the waiting room.
occ: K I'm going right now... back in 50 minutes.
Ryan was surprised someone talked to him. "Yeah...I'm fine..." He said, leaning back, waiting for the results to come in.
Ryan sheathed his sword. Come on, a few more minutes.... he thought, glancing at the challenging screen. My next opponent..
bows* I will.
More helpful then a chiwawa. They arent even helpful. So I'll just say again, your helpful.
Ryan examined the two lovebirds? He didn't know. He ignored them, and waited for the next match. His. Tension builded up in his stomach as he looked at the arena. Its either do or die, or a eat or get eaten world. I hope I'm ready, he thought, unsheathing his blade and glancing at it.
