"Oh snap!" said Zoroxan. "Let me try!" Zoroxan snapped his fingers and an unusually small Sorcerer nobody appeared. "Interesting."
"Again. Where do you get your information?" said Zoroxan, a sound of mild disgust in his voice. "Though i don't think i feel anything. I don't know... I can't remember." Zoroxan conjured an unfathomable face.
"Where did you learn this from" asked Zoroxan with a look of utmost intrigue on his face. "And how could you possibly know for sure that it's true?"
((OOC: Which portal do you mean? the one in the proof of existence, because those are the ones we're using right now. I'm in his room.)) "Hi, Zlatenx. I'm Zoroxan. This is Zerxain's room. I don't believe we've seen you earlier." said Zoroxan, analyzing the newcomer.
((OOC: lol, that's better x] but maybe the element could be called transmutation or something like that... and you should have a weapon... like a headband that protects you from other's intrusion on your mind... thats more of an accessory but y'know what I mean...)) "What's this? A giant sweat? Well i do say!" said Zoroxan in slight disgust. "Are you hiding something...?"
((OOC: I think someone already has illusion :-/ sorry! meow! you must have an X in your name! BAHAHAHA!!!)) As Zoroxan stepped inside the portal that must've been his. He looked around. He saw a large, round room filled with shelves upon shelves of book and a dome-roof with a window going all along the cylindrical wall and a big desk at the far edge of the room. There was a small garden in the middle of the room, and everything was white, except the books and the green garden, which had a canopy that stretched far to the ceiling, vines growing along the structure white. "Now that's what I'm talking about! ... Hey, where's my bed?" Zoroxan looks around for his bed. He noticed a white ladder leading up along the white wall up to a white rectangle of what must've been his bed. "Sweet! I'm gonna check out the other's rooms..." And so he did. He headed first for Zerxain's room. When he arrived, he said "Hey Zerxain. Whatup?"
((OOC: I guess, but the cross symbol means Jesus. Or someone who got crucified like that.... maaaybe if you wanted him to have an unholy feel to him, you could use something like... a scythe .. or if you wanted it to have an interesting weapon.. it could be a dark/light-looking halberd... idk.. its just the cross thing kinda bugs me.)) Zoroxan looks into the portal and the image of the strange discus weapons from before disappeared and a silhouette of his claws appeared. "Cool." he said still gazing into the device. "I wonder where my room is..." And he stepped into the portal.
((OOC: I think that room is in a completely different place. We're talking about the room with the portals that lead to our own rooms. The one you're talking about is the conference room, we haven't gotten that for yet.)) Zoroxan walked over to the third portal in the first row on the left side of the room and said "I want this one."
Zoroxan walked into the Proof of Existence. Then suddenly all the portals came back, repaired. And each one was blank with a nobody symbol on it; none of them had titles or a silhouette of a weapon anymore. "That's interesting..." he said looking at all of them in turn.. "There seems to be 13 of them..."
"It's okay, Naminxe." said Zoroxan, still walking through the Hall of Empty Melodies toward Naught's Skyway....
Metriath appears several hundred yards above a random battlefield and begins to fall. "Holy crap!" He exclaims. And he drew his keyblades, Trinity Star and Twilight Flare and said "Amsalp, Emmig Tlif!!" and both his keyblades had disappeared from his hands and two, 5ft-wide, bird-like wings grew on his back in a manner of seconds. He was about 20 yards above the ground by now. "HAa!" He pulled himself up with his wings and soared high into the sky and headed for the camp. Dammit, I gotta get better at this.... thought Metriath to himself, gliding crookedly toward camp...
((OOC: Oh yeah, about your weapon: why is it a cross? i mean... are you from Earth? Where they worship Jesus? Because i think that story is pretty original... :-/ yeah...)) Zoroxan starts spinning the tomahawk around with somewhat ease. "Hey, I'll go explore adn try to look for that.. one guy...." And he walks off into the Hall of Empty Melodies....
"Hey lemme look at those." said Zoroxan with a look of intrigue on his face. "Ooh, this one looks interesting" he said picking up the large tomahawk. "Hmm..." he wondered how wonderfully it would go with his ability to bend gravity. "I'll be playing with this...."
I wanna be Squall! woohoo! "Tidus is a dillweed!" said Squall with an unfathomable look on his face.
I wanna be Sylar! Woohoo, telekinesis ROCKS! .... AND I'm the main antagonist x] yay! My theme song is One Winged Angel.. lol. jk, it's either "Liquid Spear Waltz" from the Donnie Darko soundtrack, composed by Michael Andrews -OR- "Insanity" by Oingo Boingo... (lol, J-pop theme song is "Inner Universe" from Ghost in the Shell: Stand Alone Complex soundtrack, sung by Yoko Kanno) I'm a lv. 1 Murderer! Stats: Str=5 Def=6 Int=7 Ability(instead of magic)=Telekinesis, (power=5) Weapon=Disguises/Telekinesis Exp=(5 & to next lv-25) 5/25 Lv 1
((OOC: Well.. i just summoned Bahamut to help us in battle, but now it's gone... and kairiXriku is having schitzofhrenia... lol, jk.. she's having an episode or something.. ask her x] I'm gonna go for the night people! inform me what the heck is going on when i get back, ok?! cya)) Metriath says "Wow... well, I'm beat... as i am but an eight-year-old. I need to sleep more often... *(-_-)* ... I'm going to inform my father and the rest of the Elites of the events that have come to pass. Fare well, fellow keybladers! Godspeed." And Metriath held his Trinity Star and Twilight Flare high and said "Arathga, Gnik!!" and so he disappeared in a small, ground-shaking *boom* and a wave of air....
((OOC: Thats cool, but i think ill stay with this thread for now x] And i think im gonna go for the night! Later, peeps!!)) Here are my stats for anyone who hasnt witnessed them yet: ...! my name will be Zoroxan my real name was Azoron my element will be Gravity my weapon will be a pair of Mechanically Altered Black Gloves my nobody followers will be Sorcerers my theme song will be "In the Hall of the Mountain King" by Edvard Grieg my title will be "The Lurid Philosopher" (for now; I'm still working on it...) and I will be number VIII....
"OK!" said Metriath. He pointed down to where he thought he could see the camp and said "ARATHGA--M'PAC'D'NUORG!!!", and the both of them vanished in a thick *BOOM* and a wave of air and reappeared a few yards above one of the tents in the camp. They both ripped through the roof of a tent and fell to the ground. "AAH!" They heard an incredibly loud screech and Metriath looked up. He saw Bahamut disapear into the clouds with a flash of light.
((OOC: Hm... maaaybe it could beeee... well there are still lots.. like time, and water, and earth, and ice...))
