Mage frowned, unsure what Xenree was talking about. "I don't know what you're talking about!" she almost hissed, but was too frightened to do so. Beria growled, trying to tie up Saphique by dark tendrils. "You're not getting any closer to Mage then you already have!" she growled. "Demyx, attack as well!"
"Down then." The girl smiled, putting the shadow back on the ground and summoning a staircase of a darker shade that led down. "Good good. Now you can always decide something else. Remember that." she laughed, vanishing to deal with her other arrivals. "A doggy!" The girl in white cried with delight. "No, a wolf." she put her voice down an octave in an almost mocking tone. "A form fitting for one such as you." She purred, voice dripping honey.
The Girl in Gray chuckled. "Quickly now. Decide. Up or down? You pick the way." She waved her hand, causing two flights of stairs to appear, one brighter and one dark. "I have new arrivals." She skipped along, and vanished from view. "Hello, form so fits your body." The girl in white skipped in front of this poor little shadow, cuddling what one would call a broken toy. She petted the head, smiling. "Do you remember? Because you have to decide quickly now. Hurry hurry, Up or Down?"
Mage hid, Xenree scaring her. "What? What do you want with me?!" She cowered in fear, her hands shaking with so much sweat her gloves were becoming slippery, unable to call Nightmare on her own. Hestia kept her darkness up, growling. "We won't tell you about the girl!"
The Shadow gave the dragon a funny look, as if to say "What?". It scuttled around more, careful to step around the bandage memories. Eden's wincing subsided, calmly sipping a few juices.
You wake up in a world of gray, everything is gray, but the wandering few are not. Who are you? Where are you? Questions like this buzz in your mind, like annoying bees. "Hello." A little girl with black hair and a white dress almost dances to you, her bare feet touching the gray grass. "Welcome to Limbo." she purrs, petting your head... or what you believe to be. "How fitting." She giggles. "The perfect form for someone like you." Your eyes widen as your life hits you with the force to flatten even the densest of metals. Your experiences, good and bad have shaped you into this form. The form of your soul. Welcome to Limbo! This is a world of indecisions and the in between. You are also at your most vulnerable, both mentally and physically. Your physical form represents who you were in life, and you must decide with a fresh new mind glimpsing back if you find yourself fit to eternal rest, or to put it off until another time. You start at Level 0, the gray area. There are 6 sides above it and below, either increasing white or black depending if you chose to go closer to Life or Death. There is no such thing as a 1 chance or your dead scenario. When you are completely defeated or "dead", you are reintroduced into Level 0 with no memory of Limbo, or of anything, but you are still allowed to remember the life you had before. In order to remember anything at all, you must meet the little girl in the white dress. Those who do not just wander aimlessly, and if they stumble into Life, they will have Amnesia. RULES: 1.This is a PG-13 thread. Light Swearing and Light Romance. 2. No Power Playing or God Modding. This is quite annoying to everyone, please don't become hated. 3. At least have proper grammer rules and proper spelling. Please, it's quite hard to understand you if I can't read what you're saying! 4. Have more then one sentence please, unless there is absolutely nothing else you can write. 5. If on haitus(a short break) please pm me so that I will not presume your character is not gone. 6. Be respectful to one another! Don't be haters or you'll be booted! 7. Please pm your OC to me, so that it doesn't clutter up the rp. 8. If you understand these rules thoroughly, then type "I decide." in your pm. 9. In this OOC version of Limbo, ideas will be discussed and newbies can be caught up with what's happening. NPCS: The Girl in White- Sora is Cute This little girl is kind to all, even to the most grotesque of forms. She is one that will comfort you when you feel the hit of your memories, then show you the choice you must make. Her favorite word is "Decide". No one knows who or how this little girl came to be, but she's always there, and never grows. She is the first you meet. Her form is always a little girl with gray eyes, gray skin, black hair, and a little white dress. She prefers to not wear shoes. The Beast of Life- Sora is Cute This beast is a struggle, always able to allow you passage and always able to ring your throat. It is shaped like the influences you had during life, so it has no real specific form. You may change the form to whatever you like, but I control him. The Beast of Death- Sora is Cute Much like the Beast of Life, this one is more geared to choose the form of your pleasures and comfort. It will always talk in a purring fashion, trying to lure you in to add to the souls of Death. Again, you choose the forms, I control this one. OC FORM: Username: Name: Age(before you came into Limbo) : Appearance(both in and out of Limbo) : Bio: Personality: History: Other: Accepted chzaracters: Username: Sora is cute Name: Anita Age before Limbo: 15 Appearance: Before Limbo: Appearance while in Limbo: Bio: One of the dark, Anita tends to stray as far from the mainstream as possible. Her life was relatively peaceful besides that, though had a burning hatred for the mainstream. Her father drinks, her mother works, her sister is annoying. Personality: Now that she is glimpsing into her past instead of truly remembering, Anita is much kinder then what she once was. History: Being hit by a car, she fell into a coma, a prolonged version of Limbo. Other: She has a strange love of stuffed toys. Especially dark twisted ones. Username: Naomi Misora Name: Lynn Age: 16 Appearance: before limbo(also my drawing): http://angelic-tofu.deviantart.com/...947008?q=gallery:angelic-tofu/23668200&qo=599 The darkness/shadow form in my drawing here is her limbo form: http://angelic-tofu.deviantart.com/...5983743?q=gallery:angelic-tofu/23668200&qo=15 Bio: Everyone thought she was a happy child, but even while young she suffered from anger and depression she never learned how to understand. With each year she only became more confused about herself and yet she never asked for help. Personality: She was always trying to nice to everyone around her without being pushed around...too much. Now she wants to just be there for herself, thinking that perhaps this is a second chance even though it is gloomly. History: She started to hurt herself in hopes that she will never hurt anyone else. One day she ended up posioning herself a little more than usual and feel deadly ill. Thus she is in limbo. Other: Is an artist and had her characters comfort her through out life. Username: тяαgєɖу ❥ {JAYN} Name: Ann Marie Age: Seventeen. Appearance: In; Here Out; Here Bio: She was always left alone. It wasn't something to be sad about, to her at least. It was just life. Her parents were constantly busy and she was an only child. Being alone made it hard for her to relate to people. She found herself becoming extremely apathetic to certain situations. She even found herself smiling in the midst of tragedy. She could feel herself breaking, even before thrown into the confides of Limbo. Personality: Quiet and calm for the most part. She doesn't like to talk much, nor does she like being around others. Her personality is unstable, and fluctuates regularly. Though for the majority of the time, she is detached and spacey about things, she also has a side of her she doesn't let loose often. That created by insanity--instability and darkness. Other times, she's completely calm and gentle. History: See b i o. Other: Username: Twilightblader Name: Drake Grey Age: 20 Appearance : Normal: Limbo: Bio: Ever since Drake was born he has been confused with his emotions. He fines it hard to feel the emotion of happiness, sadness and many other emotions. Despite this he understands these emotions he cannot feel properly and prefers that others feels the happiness he cannot properly feel. He was an empty person who lived to help others Personality: He is a calm and cool person. Despite that he may be emotionless at times he is also a kind person who tries his best to make people happy despite what happens to him History: While walking out at night Drake came upon a woman getting mugged. Drake ran forward to protect the woman and in the end Drake was stabbed. The woman was safe, the thief caught, but Drake lost his life Other:
Hestia's glare was still cold, wondering why Xenree would need Mage. She wouldn't ask, in almost fear that he would track her. "Saix, please, what if we need to fight Xenree? If she's as powerful as you see she is we'll be slaughtered!" Mage almost pleaded for the safety of Saix, and herself.
Hestia brought up her darkness, a sort of octopus form around Demyx. "Do not come near boy unless you are willing to be hurt. Tell us your reason for being here." her voice had a slight hiss due to the light. Mage sighed, wishing she would have back the Xenree she knew. Her pulse pounded in her ears, and it was quite frightening really.
Mage shivered, something felt wrong to her. She cowered, unsure why her instincts were making her tremble. "How do we get Xenree back to normal? I mean, we have Xemnas, don't we?" Hestia's head shot up, feeling a shift in the shadows of darkness. "Demyx, dear, we have trouble coming."
The Girl in White chuckled, a delicate gray hand touching the stitched up eye. " What is your name? Do you remember?" She heard another arrival, laughing as cute as a bell. "So many new arrivals lately. Quickly now, because you have to decide."
Mage jumped at the loud scream of Alphones, clutching onto Saix. "Xenree?" she mimicked his words, curious.
The Shadow jumped out of the way, grabbing the broken pieces and putting them all back together. It repeated this process around other areas.
ooc: Damn, if only I had an ability to code that well xD bic: The girl in gray chuckled, nearly floating with the amount of air she got in one skip. She chuckled as she examined the new arrival. "Hello. My, that form would only fit someone like you." It could be taken as an insult, if her new guest could see what they looked like.
The Shadow started to tap memories, or bandages of them. It seemed to be tapping all of Eden's memories, looking through and removing one with care. The memories around it started to slightly break.
The Shadow within Riku's heart scuttled around, sniffing around the memories. It watched the dark dragon, feeling no sense of being threatened and continued observing.
ooc: And we shall start! Keep in mind, newbies that you must use the OOC format if talking out of character. use the BIC to go back into character. Many thanks! BIC: The Girl in the White Dress skipped around, greeting the new arrivals. There were quite many in this world of Limbo, sometimes going in for a long time, or they blink in and out because their physical wounds were too great. She skipped along, meeting a new arrival, because she had no memory of a form so dark and cute. Where am I? Who am I? These seem like such familiar questions... A little toy shadow imp stared around the eternal gray plains, in a daze as to where she was. "Hello." A young voice chimed, picking up the almost weightless toy. "Oh my, what a fitting form for someone like you." purred the young one. Memories of an entire life, birth to present hit the little toy, wincing painfully. But she viewed them all as one looking in, barely feeling the experiences.. "Ah! So you remember? What about your name? Quickly now, time is short." "Ani... Anita!" She found her mouth moving awkwardly, raising what she assumed was her hand to feel stitches that were meant to keep her quiet. "Good." The girl sang, putting down the toy and watched as the new arrival started to test walking. "Hurry up now, Decide. Up or Down?" Anita turned to the Girl in Gray, confused. "Quickly, please decide. Up or Down?" "Up?" Anita frowned at her answer, was that good or bad? "Good." The girl laughed, pointing to the sudden staircase leading up, a slight gray. "Go on. Start walking." Anita sat bewildered, but got up once more, walking up the stairs to who knows where.
Um, sorry, but you must read the rules of the rp section to understand how the rp starting post should be formatted. I suggest joining an rp to figure out how this works, to have a better understanding.
Mage thought back, unsure who Neo was, but dismissed it. "So... Was anyone here Mr. Yen Sid? I the Corridors of Light I saw a little trail of darkness leading here."
Mage looked down to Yen Sid, not as a sign of disrespect, but a sign that she could only look down when riding Saix's shoulders. "I am Mage and this is Saix!... Or Isa, some people call him that." She dropped down, hugging her dear nobody once more.
Within Riku's Station of Calling, a small heartless forming within the heart. It was a Shadow, terribly weak, but it crawling around, scratching here and there.
