OOC: Name: Mark Ignis Age: 16 Gender: Male Class: Keyblade Weilder Appearance: Spoiler Personality: Has a flaming desire for revenge against the darkness, though he can keep his temper in check. He is a quick-thinker, but is also brash and brave. Bio: Mark lost both his parents at the age of twelve, who died as a result of heartless attacks. After getting off world with the help of a Gummi-ship pilot, he wound up on Traverse Town, where he heard of the keyblade masters who could fight the darkness. At the age of 15 Mark left Traverse Town with a gummi ship he built himself, setting out to become a keyblade weilder himself and to avenge the deaths of his parents. With the new darkness arising, and the newfound abbility to summon keyblades, it is looking like he will get his chance. Other: Mark is extremely strong with fire-based magic, but can't use magic based from any other element. Keyblade: Sleeping Lion Twilight_Nobody13 has already approved of this character.
Mark looked at his ship's dashboard, this can't be right, he thought, his sensors showed nothing, the navigation maps showed nothing, but his eyes weren't lying to him... there was a world where there shouldn't be one. A dark place, a city of sorts, he could tell even from this far away, but even larger than that city was the castle floating over it, a massive white citadel, gleaming with turrets and towers. Mark looked again at the sensors, then cautiously took his ship in closer, the sleek craft gliding down towards the city, its rust-red gummi blocks glowing slightly in the dim light. Mark's ship flys low, only a hundred feet off the ground, gliding between buildings as he gazes out through the diamond-shaped cockpit window, is the ground moving? Wait, no... thoose are Heartless, and Nobodies!
Could I be Sora please?
Thank you... I quite literally just thought that one up on the spot, I'll need to get some better poetry up sooner or later.
Rapid slaps Sora... hard, "that's for slapping people!"
Tides of Darkness by Rapid Ignis The darkness, darkness, so complete. Hides my shame, I'm so obsolete. When I crave the light once again, I shall try to look past the Rend. The Rend in my soul, deep and wide. I can not fathom its dark tides. Tides that move and flow through my soul. Tides that will destroy all I know. Just a bit of poetry, I'll leave the meaning up to anyone who dares to peer into its macabre depths.
Ah, okay, I suppose I'll be talking to her later then? Of course, I promise to make lots and lots of friends.
That sounds fun and interesting, I can't wait to get started! I know... Plenty of words that are good for names that actually mean what you want them to mean >.< Well, honestly, I don't think there's anyone 'stranger' than I am, but I'll to my best to be normal :P. I'll ask if I need anything, and thank you, everyone for being so kind. Hmm... not so sure how much I want to be someone's 'darling', but thank you for the compliment.
Hello, KH-Vids, I've heard a lot about this place from a friend of mine. I joined here to Role-play and to post poems, songs, and short stories that I occassionally create. Thank you for being the fun and thriving community you are, and I hope that I'll like it here. -Rapid Ignis.
I hope it isn't too late to join, but anyhow, here's my character: Username: Rapid Ignis Character Name: Mark Ignis Age: 16 Gender: Male Appearence: A 16 year old boy with shaggy-looking brown hair that covers his ears and eyebrows, the bangs swept to the right side. Emerald eyes peer out from under his bangs. He is tall, looking to be about six feet, and is of a slender build. He has powerful legs that are great for running and jumping, and wears a pair of dark jeans over them. His large feet are clad in brown combat boots, and a red shirt with a brown leather jacket over it. A pair of dogtags hag around his neck, and he has a leather wristguard on his left arm. Weapon/s: Bond of Flame keyblade and a dagger he keeps in his right boot. Faction: Light Bio: Mark has been on the run most of his life, his parents died in a gummi-ship accident when he was ten, as he and his parents were traveling back to their home world from Traverse Town. After surviving the crash he set out to learn all he could about the ships, becoming an adept pilot at the age of eleven. After that he threw in with a gang of smugglers, and helped them sneak contraband from world to world for several years. He left the group of smugglers reccently, having too many questions about himself, and set out to discover what he was meant to do in this life. Other: He is extremely strong in fire-based magic, but can't cast any ice spells, and is very weak in the other elements.
