Rapid sighs, "dang it... they're fire resistant... I'll just have to SMASH YOU!" He shouts the last two words, leaping forward and bringing his...
Mark walked along with the group, occassionally reaching over and ripping a handful of chicken off of Michelo's chicken so he could stuff his starving face.
Make Oreos and send them to me.... or I'll use my name on your house! *readies machine gun*
sighs, "Okay.... same time tomorrow?"
"May I have permission to shoot you?"
Mark cleans the chicken leg down to the bone in moments, tossing the bone into the air and incinerating it with a muttered fire spell. "I don't know.... being able to unlock things with my sword sounds kinda cool, and my magic is way stronger when I'm using it.
"keyblade," Mark murmured, staring at Lionheart, then dispelling it with another gyser of flame, he then turned to Michelo and snatched the remaining leg of the chicken, biting into it greedily.
A roar sounded in the skies, not far off, a sizable dragon, flew with great speed from the direction of the nearest desert, Brightscales! the dragon's voice barked into the minds of all around, circling the sky over Risit and Merik. Riders, tell me that my eyes lie! Kar-Gawen demanded, landing heavily in the grass several dozen meters from Rist and Merik, pale flames licking the inside of his sand-colored jaws. His claws cut the earth before him as he sat on his haunches, growling.
"well... it isn't really my fault that they just appeared out of nowhere one day," Mark muttered as he followed the others, knowing that eventually he would be doing the leading... maybe he could lead Fardel into a patch of quicksand, teach the jerk a lesson... His thoughts were cut of by another growl from his stomach, he thought it was so loud that the emperor would be able to hear it back in the palace.
"I HATE COOKIES!" Rapid shouts, and fires a stream of flame from the tip of his keyblade.
"You're laughing like an evil maniac," Rapid says, brandishing his keyblade, "I don't like evil maniacs."
Mark looked at his keyblades, spinning them in his hands, he dropped Bond of Flame, which vanished in a gyser of fire, and gripped Lionheart with both hands, doing a few thrusts and slashes in the air, "I'm not really sure.... but they're awesome, hmm?" he said, making a small fireball dance along Lionheart's length.
Rapid raises an eyebrow at Ansem, and summons his keyblade, which looks a lot like Leon's gunblade.
Mark grinned, then looked at Fardel, "seriously, I can take care of myself, how would I have gotten so close to the Fortress otherwise?" he asked, holding out both hands, "beside the point... I have these." Mark's hands were suddenly filled with fire, each hand holding what looked like a flaming sword... then the fire died away and the glinting metal of Lionheart and the Bond of Flame were revealed, his two keyblades.
I edited it so it made more sense
dang it, you ninja'd me! Does this mean I have to re-write my post ? >_<
\^/-Mark-\^/ Mark growled and rolled to the side, still keeping the flame energy pouring up his blade, now forming a large ball of fire at the tip of his keyblade. Roaring he dissapated the energy and the keyblade, glaring at the space the Xigbar had vanished into. "That coward!" he growled, his tail flicking back and forth. <3-Kairi-<3 Kairi jumped back, looking up and swinging her keyblade into a guard position, setting her face with feirce determination as her red hair swirled about her head from the quick movement, obscuring her vision for a second so she couldn't quite see what Verius had been warning her about. By the time she could see Marluxia, it was almost too late. Kairi threw herself backward, landing on her butt on the other side of the half-opened doorway, keyblade held above her.
OOC: Mark is the boy, XD, you can call him a man, but he's only in his mid teens, a bit over sixteen. IC: Mark looked at Fardel and Storm, "I've been there, or at least, to that area, I can lead you to the Dark Fortress, I know that it will be dangerous," he said flatly, "I don't have any more maps, so you need me to go with you... I sold them all to get dinner..... three days ago." A noise comes from Mark's midsection that sounds like a bear growling... proabably his stomach roaring with hunger.
Yeah, I didn't believe in that sort of thing until I had an experience, it changed me, really.
Rhiscx..... you were my first friend on this site.... that's not saying much, considering how new I am... but come back pleaseeeee!
