While that may be true. I feel it would just be covering old ground by using Daichi again, although I did love using him. The other thing is......
I just saw it. However... I dunno if I'll join sadly. Although I will give it some thought. To me, the first FFX RP was amazing. I dunno about...
So, I'm guessing you either lagged out and haven't got MSN back online yet, or you're just plain not coming back online?
Considering everyone is still asleep (excluding Thoma and Gretchen) and the end of the arc's first chapter is fast approaching. I would think probably not. There will likely be a better time to bring him in later. Of course, Dark (Nagisa) is the one who can definitely answer this question. So yeah. ~ Meanwhile, you guys won't see a post from me now until everyone else wakes up since I've already covered all the nightmares I can. So yeah. XD My lack of activity is not that I'm gone or not posting. It's that I cannot right now. lol
Yeah. Works really well for her. Also, Genome's dream... Dude. That rocked. Well... I mean... you know. Your post rocked. What happened in his...
Fair enough. lol I mean, of course in reality, Yoko doesn't actually know that Kamina loves her does she? I know she loves him, but yeah. And...
---------- W-What was...?" "Do I need a reason? Besides...I think we both know full well what I mean by that." Yoko blushed and laughed. She knew...
The nightmare (part 4 - Emiya Shirou) That 'ever present feeling'... Emiya Shirou was lost in a curse. A curse he himself had no control over. It had been his desire to be a hero. It had been his desire to have power to protect everyone. But he couldn't... He wasn't able to protect anyone in the end. He was truly powerless. Try as he might... everyone around him suffered. He could never prevent it. He was truly powerless. Try as he might... everyone around him died. He could never change it. That was to be the tale of Emiya Shirou. He was just a boy. A boy who had a big dream that was passed down by his foster-father, Emiya Kiritsugu. He was just a boy. Not a man like Kiritsugu. He was just a lowly magus, not fit to live up to the ideals that he had taken upon himself. He had failed everyone and everything. He had not even made it down the route that he might yet regret one day. There were no more choices. There was just the end. It wasn't that he even had the chance to see if his ideals would betray him. To see if the people he saved would betray him. The fact was that he never even reached that avenue. Emiya Shirou couldn't make it there with his own two hands. And the hands that had tried to help him along the way... Sakura, Taiga, Tohsaka, Saber... everyone. He lost them all. There was no route anymore. There was no path. There was only the end. ~A flash of red~ A burning city came into view... Yes... This was that day ten years ago. This was the day where Emiya Shirou had been saved as a young boy from the burning rubble by Emiya Kiritsugu. Emiya Shirou had been saved... but he hadn't been able to save anyone. Where was the justice in that? What kind of ending had he reached. This was a bad end. Emiya Shirou stood on a hill overlooking the burning city. There was nothing else he could do. Fate itself rejected him and great pain erupted from inside his body as unlimited blades worked their way from his core and skewered him from the inside-out. The blades themselves literally came from inside himself. The boy, Emiya Shirou stood on top of the hill impaled by his own Fate. In the end. He was powerless. No one was saved. Not even himself. This... was a bad end.
Uh... you're definitely fine... lol I may not have as many characters to post nightmares for as everyone else, but look at the sheer length mine were. You're definitely fine, mate. Don't worry.
Ah. Okay. XD I loved that transition btw. Absolutely loved it.
So, I'm just curious. When he said "Let 'her' go." Did by 'her', he only mean Yoko? So screw Simon and Kamina? XD
Oh no. I wasn't posting to guilt you or anything. lol Don't worry about it. You just... captured the emotion very well. I wanted to say that is...
Me too. I swear, it's just getting better and better now. XD
I've got a personal experience with things like that, so it was truly heart breaking. And no worries. lol I understood what you meant.
The nightmare (part 3 - Rin Okumura) Forever different... Rin could remember feeling drowsy... but he couldn't recall why, or what he had been doing before hand. Now he was just back at True Cross Academy like normal... That's it. He was in a lecture... that was why he was drowsy. Yukio just kept droaning on and on about Exorcist theory. Didn't that moley four eyes ever go for practical lessons? The class seemed fuller than usual. Around him not only sat Shiemi and everyone else, but Mato, Signum, Zafira and some others.Were these guys always Exorcists? Rin shrugged, not being able to tell the difference between what was real or not, this was a dream/nightmare after all. Not that he knew that. Hang on... He looked around the class again to find everyone looking at him. Each had a look of disgust on their faces. "Huh? Guys? What's up? Why are you lookin' at me like-" It was then that Rin noticed that his tail was showing, and he was on fire. Suddenly, he was no longer in the classroom, but in the middle of the forest where Amaimon was laughing at him. Behind Amaimon was a gate of Gehenna, and Rin could also hear the laughter of Satan, where hanging above the gate was Father Fujimoto, nailed to a cross. Everyone else stood around them, just staring at Rin. "Wait... guys! It's still me! I'm still Rin!" And one by one... they started to turn their backs on him. "I'm not a demon! Some monster! These blue flames don't control who I am!" But they all ignored him until only his 'friends' remained. Rin looked at them, some relief showing on his face for a brief moment, but then... they too started to leave. Even Mato looked like she despised him completely. Rin dropped down on his knees, and the blue flames that were Satan's legacy seemed to consume him more as he was lost in despair... he wasn't a monster... he wasn't a monster! Something inside Rin broke... he wasn't Rin anymore. He lashed out in a frenzy, and an explosion of his blue flames decimated the forest into a wasteland. Rin had blacked out... but when he opened his eyes, everyone who had walked away from him was on the floor... dead and being eaten by the blue flames. Except for one. Rin stared Mato in the eyes as he held her by her neck. He couldn't control the strength in his hand. He was strangling her. No! Let go! Why won't my body listen to me! I said let go of her dammit! As Rin looked at her once more... he saw himself reflected in her beautiful eyes... those beautiful eyes that were now looking at him with nothing but fear. Rin could feel the tears flowing from his eyes, at least... the eyes of his inner soul. Cause all he could see reflected in her eyes... was a monster. The life drained out of Mato as she went limp and was tossed aside like garbage. As Rin screamed to the heaven's in anguish, the monster that he was let out a blood thirsty roar, as his blue flames flickered dangerously and threatened to scorch the very skies themselves.
That Kurenai post... it really hit me hard. I cried. :/
Well, I have to post as Rin and Shirou yet. lol But I have it easier than a lot of others, since I currently only have four dudes in. Bushy is...
Your one with Sonic and Stern etc... it creeped me out. XD
So... these nightmares eh?
The nightmare (part 2 - Kamina) For those who became skeletons... The sky above... it was filled with stars... That's all Kamina could see right now. She was laying on her back in the desert, and all she could feel was the cool wind against her bare skin, as her gaze lingered up above. She wanted to tear her gaze away, even though she could stay lost in such a sight for ages, but she couldn't. It was like something had gripped the sides of her head, and wouldn't allow her to turn it. If she did manage to... there would be no going back. So... instead of turning her head... she closed her eyes and forced herself to finally sit up. She felt something uncomfortable in her lap... so she opened her eyes. It was her beloved sunglasses, but... they were broken. "Hey! Who the hel-" she looked around as she spoke, but cut herself off as her eyes opened wide in shock. ~Thump Thump~ She recognised this place... and she recognised who was next to her. ...Or what was. ~Thump~ Her father. The man who had taken her to the surface as a kid. The man whom Kamina had looked up to more than anybody. Who had influenced her through all her life. The man... The man who became a skeleton. ~Thump Thump~ Her heart was racing... She recognised the ring on his finger, the cloak draped over him... but... this had already happened. Why was she here again? Why had she been next to him? ~Thump~ She had to get away. She felt choked, she felt... sick. She slowly backed away, still on her butt, not taking her eyes off her father's skeleton. That is... until she felt something touch her back. ...She turned. ~Thump Thump Thump~ She screamed. The Mighty Kamina screamed. ...Another skeleton. This time it was wearing the clothing and accessories of Yoko. And nearby... Kamina could see another skeleton, attired in Leeron's garments this time. "This... this can't be?..." Kamina clambered to her feet and ran back a few paces. She was surrounded. ~Thump Thump Thump Thump Thump~ The desert was a wasteland, a graveyard... skeletal corpses of her team members lay everywhere. The only things giving away their identities being their clothing. Kittan and the other black siblings... Rossiu, and even the young children; Gimmy and Darry. "Why? ...Why?!" As Kamina turned full circle... she became aware of the fragments of a Gunman littering the ground all around her. Shards of broken metal and machinery, and the logo of her team. These were the remains of Kokuren Lagann. ~Thump Thump Thump Thump Thump Thump Thump Thump Thump Thump~ Falling further into despair, Kamina ran... knowing and at the same time not knowing what she would find. She followed the trail of broken Gunman parts until she found it. The shattered and broken head of Lagann. Kamina approached. Dread filling her heart. This was a nightmare... it was just too horrible. She approached the small Gunman, and placed her hands on the side of it's hatch before breaking it away. ~Thump...~ The skeleton of a lone girl, wearing goggles and a blue jacket sat in the cockpit of Lagann. "Simone... Simone... no..." the tears fell from her eyes. The emotions overwhelmed Kamina. "Simone! ...Simone!" She dropped onto her knees in front of the corpse of the girl she had loved like a sister. "SIMOOOOOOOOONNNEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!" she screeched to the heavens above. She cried and she screeched until she couldn't anymore. Her tears were all used up. Her voice was gone. Her energy depleted... She lay there in a fetal position, not knowing how long had passed. It began to rain as the ground began to swallow her up... and she was in darkness. The last sight she saw was the skeleton of a girl crying in the rain.
