"well..." Beuce said, scratching the back of his head. To be honest, he wasn't really sure himself. For one thing kicking some Isidiukan butt seemed fun, but more than that... "I guess i just kinda heard you were in a bind and came to help you out." He said honestly with a warm smile as he put his arm around her. She was leaning on his shoulder so it's not like she would be exactly against it. Plus, they'd been pretty close a while back. Back when flame's activities for making money weren't exactly respectable. When he heard she'd become the leader of their faction, Beuce couldn't help but chuckle and think to himself 'ambers? no way.' But it was true. There she was, giving speeches and rallying crowds like no other. Honestly, Beuce was happy to see that she was getting somewhere. He knew she always hated her job. Pay was crappy. I mean, one kinah? A girl's eat people. After the speech, a massive thunderclap accompanied the roar let out by the dragon. The cause was none other than the most ancient creature in the entire city. As Calor was young among dragons, Roman was young among elementals. But he had been around since shortly after the start of this war. Only recently did he choose to participate, as he was little more than a child among his kind. Yet, he was very accomplished in the arts of magic. Elementals had an affinity for it, but he took it to a new level. Called a prodigy. He longed to do something more than sit and watch as most others did. He decided to join Inranahe in their fight. "Hello, Calor" Said the elemental in a rather strange voice. It wasn't exactly sound, more thought. But it was easily distinguishable as an outside source.
Beuce wasn't at all surprised that Ananta began holding his hand. As far as he was concerned, it was just the inevitable coming to pass. And he didn't even know what inevitable meant. He simply walked along with her, tightening his grip on her hand. So apparently this Merlin could predict the future and knew everything huh? Beuce immediately began thinking of questions to trip him up. He turned his head to Kel when he said something about them being an odd couple. "Aw come on she's not that weird." He said before mumbling something underneath his breath. "Although it wouldn't hurt if she were a red-head..."
Sure.
I think the difference between Terra and Riku is, while they both struggled with it, Riku ended up overcoming the darkness and become a better wielder for it. Terra on the other hand, completely fell into it and remains so to this day.
My vote goes to Karina I thoroughly enjoyed her posts, even between the worlds.
I didn't notice that before but wow you're right. That's awesome lol
Vladimir... I was reading his character sheet thinking "this guy sounds pretty cool" then i got to his theme song and thought just how screwed...
Walking up behind Flame was a familiar white-haired smartass. He had longer than average hair for a male, and it was tied back in a ponytail in the exact same fashion as flame's. I don't mean just "oh they're similar hairstyles." Exactly the same down to the last freaking lock of hair. It wasn't intentional, they just coincidentally had very similar taste in hairstyles. He got into her house without much trouble. The door was unlocked and he lived a few houses away, so he invited himself in. "Oh come on it wasn't that bad. I certainly enjoyed your activities two years ago." Beuce said with a chuckle as he plopped down on the couch next to her. Randomly enough, it started hailing inside. it wasn't enough to actually cause any pain, it just kind of slapped against their clothes and disappeared. Isidiuka stood at the top of a platform, addressing his people. "Citizens of Isidiuka! Hear me now. We will take back the pieces of the Sanar, beat back the forces of Inranahe and the Aisiki, and then resurrect our fallen comrades! As it is your will, it is my mission. Steel yourselves, for the oncoming months of the war will be hard fought. But know that so long as i live, i will serve the people. I will be the shield which defends from the mightiest blows, and the sword which cuts down our enemies. I have cast off my own name, and taken up that of my country! For Isidiuka!" As the speech ended, he walked off of the platform and inside a set of doors, leaving the cheers of the crowd behind. He sat down on his bed, thinking of what was to come. There was a rumor that the new leader of Inranahe was a young girl with questionable origins. She was only a human, like himself, but she had no powers. Nevertheless, her fighting capabilities were beyond extraordinary. She would be a tough opponent. He sat, deep in thought for a while.
Character name: Isidiuka Creature type: (Angel, mutant, werewolf ect..) Human Faction: (Isidiuka or Inranahe) Isidiuka Age: 29 Picture or description: http://img2.100bt.com/upload/ttq/20121104/1352005194496.jpg Personality: Fiercly loyal to his people, sees himself as the embodiment of their will. Self-Sacrificing. Reluctant to take on questionable help, but will do so if the people around him think it's a good idea. Fears: Defeat. The downfall of Isidiuka. Hobbies: Baking. occasionally video games. Strengths: His speed and accuracy, and his determination which allows him to push himself beyond normal limits for his people. Weapon: Katana Powers: He can mildly alter the flow of time to give him an advantage in the battlefield, but as his heart beats and normal speed, it puts incredible strain on his body and he can't maintain it for more than a few seconds at a time. Extra Info: He cast off his own name to take up that of his country, seeing himself as not a person, but the embodiment of the will of the Isidiukan people. Theme song:
Beuce toppled over in pain due to the electric punch. "Why does this keep happening?!" He groaned. apparently, this wasn't the first time a woman had thrown a magically enhanced fist into his gut. Odd. You'd think that wouldn't happen too often...But then again, this was beuce. Things you wouldn't think would happen often happened all the time around him. He got back up after too long. Ananta may have been strong, but she was no Karina. "Alright let's just get to this old guy's house and ask him some plot relevant questions."
Sess buddy you joined the rp awesome.
Character name: Roman Arosium Creature type: (Angel, mutant, werewolf ect..) Elemental Faction: (Isidiuka or Inranahe) Inranahe Age: 700 (roughly) Picture or description: This Personality: Knowledgeable, secluded, hesitant to act on something he isn't completely dedicated to. Fears: He is claustrophobic Hobbies: Magecraft Strengths: Magic Weapon: Lots of magic Powers: He is well versed in all sorts of magic, but specializes in the manipulation of pure arcane energy and storm magic Extra Info: He seeks the Sanar to find out about a time before his own. Theme song: Spoiler Character name: Beucefilous Alexander Creature type: (Angel, mutant, werewolf ect..) Sorcerer Faction: (Isidiuka or Inranahe) Inranahe Age: 22 Picture or description: http://th09.deviantart.net/fs71/200H/i/2013/236/c/0/_mmd__restless_by_roxasxiiiaxelviii-d61ccq0.png Personality: Cocky, sarcastic, narcissistic, rarely if ever serious about anything Fears: Clowns, Spiders, The mail man Hobbies: Breaking the fourth wall and skirt chasing. Strengths: His good looks (as far as he's concerned) Weapon: A tome Powers: The Smolder Magic The ability to break the fourth wall (possibly just schizophrenia, but he thinks it's a power) Extra Info: He is a demolitions expert, who specializes in walls. Theme song: Spoiler
Beuce began saying something that was muffled to the point of being incoherent beneath Ananta's hand. He reached up and pulled it down just enough to get a few words out. "Come and see the violence inherent in the system! Help! Help i'm being repressed!" He yelled out before undoubtedly being re-covered/punched by Ananta. Did you see her repressing him? You saw her, didn't you? Beuce pushed Ananta's grasp off of him with his superior strength stat and spoke something that was shocking coming from Beuce. Sound logic. "Alright look. Normally i don't like to play the smart one, but you guys aren't thinking. Which if you're thinking less than me then jeez...Who looks at someone and says "Oh you're clothes are different you must be from another world'? No one unless they already know about other worlds. Which probably means he's from another one himself." He scratched the back of his head, feeling a bit uncomfortable. I mean, he just said something logical and not a reference or joke. The hell was that about? He decided to get back into his comfort zone for a bit. He turned to Goofy, and began speaking in a thick British accent. "Listen, strange rocks lyin' in church yards distributin' swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical geographical ceremony."
R glared at Ananta. Her lunging attack was intercepted by something risen from R's shadow, which lay directly beneath her. A rather large hand burst from the ground and attempted to tighten an iron grip around her. The hand was followed by the body it was attached to, a larger version of the creature known as the guardian. Even if she evaded the grip, it would have served its purpose in stopping. "Hypocrite. You would blindly murder any who do not share the same view as you, purely because they are different. You fear the dark. Fear begets anger. Anger begets violence. Tell me, who is the true villain? If you wish to do battle, i will oblige, but know that there is an evil worse than I in the canyon. He created the tools of power with which we struggle against one another. The keyblades. He is the one who started the first keyblade war when he sought to dominate Kingdom Hearts. He is the one who has corrupted it into seeking violence. He is the epitome of evil. Neither side can achieve victory while he lives. He will tear them both apart from the inside without lifting a finger." R's gaze was as though it looked into the depths of your soul. His voice that of a natural leader. His monotone words hinted that what he spoke was true. He dismissed his guardian and began walking in the direction of the canyon, motioning for Xapphires to follow. "No doubt he has turned those from both sides to his own gain. Assuming you would be facing just him would be a fatal mistake. I would recommend tending to your injured if you intend to help. Unless of course, you still desire a fight with me..." His voice indicated he accepted that as possible, but hoped that it wasn't the case. Xindai wasn't at all surprised to see Xero's transformation. He'd hoped she would take his deal, but he had planned for this possibility. The blow struck hard and sent him flying. An aerial recovery got him ready for the coming onslaught before it hit. He'd be facing down the powers of Excalibur and The Eternity stone simultaneously... A trying fight, but not something he was entirely new to. And after all, Louvel was an absolute novice in comparison to Arthur. He swung his fist with a massive amount of telekinetic, along with dark, force behind it, and delivered it straight to the jaw of Xero. His reflexes were inhuman. The second the attack was through, dodged or blocked, he was gone in a flash. Transported to the wielder of Excalibur. From a slightly higher position, he spun with his feet on a verticle angle to perform a double kick to the jaw, and once again he was gone. Behind him, he drove an elbow at his back. While he was fighting, he sent a message to Gexln, Sabell, and Lysa. 'Gexln, Turn your attention from the girl and aid me in my fight. You must now choose where your loyalties lie. With me or Xero.' 'Sabell, Lysa, you two are to hold off the rest of those coming to join the fight. On my mark, drive them as close to me as you can.'
Beuce raised an eyebrow at Ananta. If she was going to go Super Saiyan, she could at least have done it right and become blonde when she did it. Psh. Bloody reference amateurs. Oh god, i just said bloody. I'm becoming glen eh? NO NOT HER TOO! QUICK! DIALOGUE BEFORE I DO ANYTHING ELSE! "Okay, well i think it's safe to assume that crappily going Super Saiyan and turning into Mananta is not one of the provisions. However, that is what i was going to try next so thanks for saving me the trouble. Hmm...Man i hope there isn't like a five hour story telling party or something. That would be awful. Unless i'm telling the stories. I tell awesome stories." That was where he stopped talking. He figured it probably wouldn't be too good for his health if he continued with "And mine aren't the same back story as Atlantis. Aion maybe, but not Atlantis." Beuce wasn't known for smart moves, but that was definitely one of his better ones.
"Yeah tell me about it...I'm Beuce." Beuce said, seemingly unphased by the fact someone had just fallen ungracefully from the sky and crashed into a sword, though he sounded a tad bit upset as to someone attempting to steal his thunder. He didn't even use thunder. In any case, usually something significant happened and gave them something to do about now. For the meantime, he simply poked the sword. "Wonder why someone stuck this thing in here...Maybe when you swing it while yelling its name it shoots like this giant beam of light that destroys things and has a sheath that makes you immortal and makes you untargetable and-" Beuce rambled on, listing damn near every ability that has ever been attributed to Excalibur in anything. Most keyblade wielders had strong hearts, but apparently Beuce also had strong lungs. Gift and a Curse really.
I think this kinda belongs in the spamzone, but in any case, i'll just answer the question. Xemnas. His range of abilities is far far wider, and in addition his most powerful abilities would beat vader without much room to do anything. Can you spare a heart would make him unable to do anything as his health was slowly sapped away. Since Vader doesn't have Riku to save him, Xemnas could take him out like that.
"Oh nevermind. You'll see when we get there. Speaking of which, lookie there!" Beuce said gesturing to the world in front of them. There it was. Camelot. It wasn't just a hologram this time. Guiding his wooden bicycle glider around the world, he slowed down to a land. He landed in the middle of a town, in fact, what looked to be a church yard. Next to him was a rather shiny sword stuck in a stone in the center of said yard. Beuce whistled, impressed at the weapon. "Well, that looks like it'd come in handy." He walked up to the blade. He felt it, everything was perfect. The wind blew through his hair. theme music played. He wrapped his fingers around the leather on the handle and pulled...he pulled again. No? Maybe from a different angle..."Hrrg!" he grunted in effort as he attempted to draw the blade from its stone prison. After which he decided to get tactical. He summoned his keyblade and planted it into the stone next to it, attempting to pry it out. "Maybe there are like 1000 provisions i need to go through or something...Fool! I bet your morning starts off with a cup of coffee with cream!"
Beuce used Vorpal blitz!
Due to his creator's need to make references and jokes in combat, Beuce's moves were in the form of actual posts and in the typical colors for said character. "Hope you're thirsty." He held out his keyblade in front of him, a jet of water rushed out with the force of a fire hose and doused Etrius.
