The fuuuun has ariiiiived Thank you, thank you very much.
Beuce listened silently as Karina recounted her past, and talked about herself. He could tell she hadn't meant to say nearly as much as she did, but he was glad she did. Maybe it would take some of the burden off her shoulders. "To find who I am is a journey I have to take on my own, without the influence of others. I have changed enough for them as it is and it hasn't gotten me very far." She said, before turning to walk away. Trying to gather the words to say, he called out to the girl. "You shouldn't let someone else decide the road you take, but that doesn't mean you have to walk it alone." That was all he said before she disappeared from sight. Still sitting on the bench, Beuce was at a loss for what to do next. He stared down at his half eaten ice cream, appetite completely gone. He sighed and leaned back, thinking about what had been said. At first he wondered what she thought of him, then about what the culture was like on her world for that type of thing to happen. On his world, some of the best warriors he knew were women, so the concept of why someone would think that they were inferior warriors was beyond him. He thought back to Flame, his best friend. If it weren't for Hellion, they might have become more than that. The thought of his past enraged him. Hellion...that *******. He was the reason everything he had was gone. The only reason Beuce didn't go out and look for revenge was because Hellion was gone along with it. If anyone were to see Beuce, they'd notice a sour expression across his face. The thought of Elyos in general wasn't a pleasant one for Beuce.
Ghost seemed unfazed by the fact Hiryuu had seemingly vanished into thin air. If he was true to his word and didn't leave the area, then he was simply obscuring himself from Ghost's vision. If that was the case, then the test was only a matter of finding him. Drawing his sword from the scabbard on his back, Ghost charged the blade with electrical energy, causing it to have a bright glow. Sparks of thunder arced out in every such direction. Even if he couldn't be seen by the eye, he was still there. And that meant a bright enough light would cause him to cast a shadow. On the wall, a rough shape of a human appeared, revealing the boy's location. Wasting no time, Ghost ran to the nearest shadow and melded into it. Not a moment later, he burst from a higher up shadow nearer to the boy's location. Spinning and slashing the air, a small shark tooth necklace fell to the ground as Ghost landed with a roll. Leaning over, he picked it up and raised it into the air. "Are you satisfied? I've claimed the tooth as you requested." The assassin called out. He'd had five minutes to complete the test, and he'd done it in under a single one. "If that's the only test you have, then let us proceed onward." Zavion was disappointed that they weren't able to leave to explore a world on their own. That meant if the hero did turn out to be there, then they'd have to fight back the members of the resistance to keep him there. They'd do what needed to be done. However, Lexcifur was proving to be his usual self. He sarcastically told off Freya for confiding her problems in him, which earned him an angry glare from her brother. In any case, confrontations were best avoided. "Come on. Lets get going." He said, trying to urge the group along. Extending his hand, a black tear in space opened up, leading to their destination. A dark corridor. It was how most darkness users traveled. Being the first to advance, Zavion stepped through. Emerging in what seemed to be the back of an alleyway, the sky was dark. It must've been the dead of night in this world. All around them were skyscrapers, forming what appeared to be a deserted city. He'd heard that long ago, a group of nobodies had tried to seize power here. Their leader even created the world. Although, a "world" wasn't exactly the right way to put what this was. While it appeared to be the same on the outside, Zavion could tell with a glance that there was no life beneath the ground. This world was dead. No...It was never really alive to start with. Walking around the corner of the alley, the lighting got brighter as neon was placed here and there. "I don't know where we're going to find the hero, but if the first place to look would be the most obvious, then that castle would be a safe bet." No there was not a keyblade in his pocket, Yes he was very happy to see Gwen, and yes it was of a size which it could be mistaken for a keyblade. Beuce rolled the idea of a date with her around in his head for a few moments, sizing up the pros and cons of it. Pros: She's hot. Cons: With the way she's acting, she's probably slept with every disease ridden bum this side of the internet. Thinking carefully about his options, he made a mental note to use a time travel condom. That was when Hunter approached, warning him of her clinginess. You give her any attention at all and suddenly she's flinging herself at you. Now, there might have been a downside to having a hot redhead throwing herself at him, but he wasn't really able to see it. Walking over to Hunter, he patted him gently on the shoulder. "Hunter buddy, haha, oh i don't think that's the reason women don't talk to you." He said mockingly. "You've got yourself a deal. As long as I'm around, nobody is kicking you out of this RP. After all, I'm OP in this." He said cockily, before walking over to his blue police box. Unlike before, it was now enormous. Easily taking up most of the courtyard. It had always been like that. You people were just really unobservant. Don't believe me? Go read Beuce's intro post. No actually on second thought don't do that. It'll only make you feel bad about yourself because you went to check. It's okay, just take my word for it, you can trust me. When was the last time post narration lied to you? ...What do you mean now? God. You're a prick. Your lack of faith disturbs me, and i will now leave to cry in a corner. "No no wait! Ah...Now look what you did. You offended my narration and made it run away. Now the rest of the post is just going to be me talking. I now you love my voice in text form because you imagine it to be incredibly sexy, but damn. GG reader. GG."
Beuce and Karina were the first to exit the house. It had been dark inside, but outside was quite the contrast. It was a bright and vibrant town, full of life and activity. The mood around town was the same as one would expect from a festival. Lots of games and laughter. And then there was the dark cloud hanging over the black haired girl accompanying Beuce. Looking at her, he realized she was still wearing nothing but a tank top and her underwear, due to her skirt being burnt off! What kind of insensitive dick would do that?! Why if Beuce ever got his hands on the- oh right. Well then. They walked through the town until they got to what seemed like the shopping district. There were stores of every kind lining the streets, selling everything from food to jewelry to clothing. It was a good thing he had some munny on him, considering there were a few things he wanted to buy from them. He first entered the clothing store. He needed something else to replace his lost coat. Picking out a black coat with red cuffs, Beuce put it on contently, with his newly given cloak over it. Satisfied with the appearance, he paid the shopkeeper for that and something else. Something to act as a replacement. Next, he went into the jewelry shop. This one was more for an apology. He looked around, ignoring the odd glances from the shopkeeper. Wasn't every day someone with a newly missing arm strolled into the shop. Finally, he saw exactly what he wanted, and bought it. Lastly, he visited the food shop, and purchased two dishes of blackberry ice cream. Bringing it all outside, he walked up to the bench where Karina had been sitting for the past few minutes while he'd been shopping. "Hey. Sorry i kept you." Then he handed her the three things he'd bought for her. On the bottom was a pair of tight black leather jeans. They seemed to fit her style a bit more than a skirt did, at least. On top of that was the ice cream, and a red crystal pendant. He sat down and put his own ice cream in his lap. With a sigh, he began to speak. "So, you want to know why i saved you. Well, i already told you it was because we were the same..." He paused for a moment, as though trying to find the words. He'd never been this open with anyone before, so he was finding it hard to word right. "We're alone. People expect us to be something, but all they see is what's on the outside. You try to mask it with your strength. You hope that one day you'll be strong enough to bear it on your own. I play the part of the clown, hoping that maybe someone will end up laughing with me one of these days. We deal with it in different ways, but inside we're both lonely. There are people who are comrades for sure, but there's nobody who doesn't have something they'd leave us behind for. If there was something i had to do. Something so important to me, that if i didn't, i'd never be able to live with myself, but i had to stop with this journey to do it. Do you think anyone would help me? But i mean, at least you've got one person who'd go with you." He looked over at her and gave a sincere smile. "I'd do it." He said, simply saying what came to mind. The words might have been awkward, but it was the truth. Maybe, if she could not be so alone...She wouldn't need to be so strong.
Yes, after part one they'll be unavailable, but if you have one prior to that you can still use it.
I would like to exchange my item ticket from achievements for an Ultra-Phoenix Down.
Beuce winced as Ananta tended to his wound. It stung quite a bit, but that was to be expected. He was kinda, ya know, missing an arm. Kross had asked him if it hurt. Beuce stared at him for a moment. He was missing a freaking arm. Of course it hurt. This is war man! There's no time for stupid questions! "Nah. Not too much." Beuce said coolly. Karina was right behind him, so obviously he had to look like a total badass. Then Ananta handed him the blue cloak. He smiled, seemingly please with the appearance. Throwing it over his shoulder, it flowed like a cape, held onto his shoulders through some unknown force. It seemed to suit him rather well. "So, how do i look?" Hikaru had made his appearance at that time, along with the ducks. They said something about a "thin" and then ran off after a rather vague and cryptic conversation. Seriously, can nobody just say "oh this is what we're going to build. it'll be ready in about an hour." Evidently not. Minnie began conversing with another anthropomorphic animal, apparently named Horace. Given that she said she hadn't seen him in such a great amount of time that she thought he moved, Beuce briefly wondered if he was related to Kel. After that Minnie walked off to attend to princessly duties. They still had to search for Mickey, and Hikaru brought up an interesting point. Now, what that point exactly was, Beuce was completely lost on. Something about time travel and different incarnations of the same person along his timeline. But the gist of it was summed up as that they needed to go through time and look for him. "Well, if we're going to go traversing time to look for this guy, then I'd suggest we hang around the town for a bit first. We'll look for him here first, and take a breather while we're at it. Everyone is pretty beat from the thousand heartless battle, and if we're going to go, it'd be a good idea to go prepared. I say we sit around town for a bit, until we're all ready. When everyone is ready, we'll meet up back here." He turned to Karina, before nodding his head toward the door. "Come on. I have a bargain to keep."
◾Username: Beucefilous ◾Name: Jedediah ◾Age: 24 ◾Gender Male: ◾Appearance: http://img1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20130817101100/typemoon/images/c/ce/Rider_of_red.png ◾Race: Spirox ◾Power: Voluntary brain activity ◾Abilities: Manual Reflexes: A reflex is your brain essentially taking directly control and moving your body on it's own, achieving far faster and more accurate movements than can be achieved at will. Jedediah is capable of achieving this in any action he performs. Delayed Exhaustion: Jedediah is capable of forcing his body to refrain from inflicting the effects of exhaustion onto him, however, the moment he ceases to concentrate on doing so, the effects of what he would've received during this time will all flood onto him at once, making it difficult to gauge his limits. Manual Adrenaline: Jedediah is capable of releasing a large amount of adrenaline into his body all at once, giving him enhanced physical prowess. However, this, especially if combined with his previous two powers, can lead to serious injury if overused. Expert Swordsman Quick on his feet ◾Weapons: Gloria, a longsword he believes to possess mystical properties. It, however, is just well made. ◾Personality: Brash, Self-centered, extremely stubborn, and just to a fault. ◾Bio: Jedediah is what one would call religious, certainly. While ordinarily that wouldn't be a bad thing in any sense, Jedediah's method of it is...Questionable. He believes himself to be handpicked by the divine lord himself from birth, blessed with his power. He does not actually know he's a Spirox, and instead thinks he is merely human who was blessed by the divine. He seeks to purge all the world from evil, and he shall smite the wicked and inflict glorious true damage unto thy jungle camps! Never in his presence shall an objective be captured by an enemy, and the buffs shall all fall under the banner of god! AHAHA! *cough* Yes, well, evil punisher and whatnot. ◾Other: It is quite literally impossible to convince him he is not of divine origin.
◾Username: Beucefilous ◾Name: Xerxes "The Warden" Break ◾Age: 42 ◾Gender: Male ◾Appearance: Spoiler The Warden is 7"3 ◾Race: Human ◾Power: N/A ◾Abilities: Incredibly strong, capable of matching even those who are considered strong among mutants, which is unheard of for a human. Durable due to an incredible amount of armor he carries. However, the price for his durability is his speed. Can aim with throwing shit (like chains.) Knows basic combat (More often than not defeats his opponents with overwhelming brute force, thus negating the need for more than basic skill) He's the juggernaut...bitch. ◾Weapons: A club and chains with hooks ◾Personality: He is an angry individual, and almost childishly refusing to accept defeat. Not exactly what you'd call intelligent. He has a very twisted sense of "Justice", yet he follows it. ◾Bio: As their are prisoners, there must also be a warden. He was the one who oversaw Cierra's imprisonment, as well as the sole reason her parents were brought in and their executioner. While his guards were abusive to Cierra in many ways, they stood aside in his presence. Xerxes was the worst of them by far, being the one who caused her brain injury. She escaped while he wasn't in the prison, thus how one or the other of them isn't dead. He doesn't take kindly to his prisoners escaping, and relentlessly pursues the girl. He's never seen her lustor power, but if she's half the menace her parents were, then he'll outright kill her on the spot. ◾Other: Relationships: He was Cierra's pimp Crushes: Those red stains over there Secrets: He's tank Thresh
ஜ Name: Bartholomew Blackstone ஜ Age (Reality and if it applies looks/acts like): 20 ஜ Appearance: Spoiler ஜ Small bio: Bartholomew is from a world where fear is the best thing you can feel. A world known as Halloween town. Most of the time you simply scare them, and then the event is over. Bartholomew however, was never able to wrap his mind around this concept. If fear was a good thing, then why not keep giving it? He took it much farther than it was ever meant to be taken. Eventually, the denizens of Halloween Town began to truly be afraid of him, but this didn't bother him. It was what he wanted. Finally, he'd moved up from simply scaring people to actually hurting them. It wasn't until the Pumpkin King stepped in that Bartholomew was forced to stop and exiled. However, that was a bad decision on Jack's part. Before, he was contained, happy wreaking havoc on Halloween town. Now, he knows of the other worlds, and has been unleashed onto them. ஜ Reason for rescuing the hero: To see what frightens him. ஜ Weapon (If applicable): Sickle ஜ Power (If applicable): Dread: Bartholomew makes the enemies in a short radius around him ever so slightly more vulnerable to magic. Fear Perception: With direct eye contact, Bartholomew can detect fear in a person, along with what causes fear in them. Fear Manifestation: Bartholomew can manifest his appearance as the embodiment of the opponent's fear. It does not have to be their greatest fear. As long as they would be afraid of it, he can manifest it. As an extension of this power, he speaks with an eerie echo in his voice. Paranoia's Grip: Staring into Bartholomew's eyes for extended periods of time tears away at the sanity of the onlooker. Eventually, they become overcome with unbearable paranoia. Everything around them, from the terrain to the buildings to the people become unspeakable horrors to them. The longer they stare at Bartholomew, the more real the hallucinations seem, as well as the longer it takes to wear off. Taking the five senses one by one. Sight > Sound > Touch > Smell > Taste. It's not uncommon that this will result in attacking allies. Drain: Bartholomew can physically absorb the life force of another being, granting him incredible healing capabilities and simultaneously damaging the enemy. He must remain stationary while doing so, and if they exit the range, the connection will break and the drain will stop. Dark Wind: Bartholomew is capable of throwing out a dark gust of wind, manifested in the shape of a demonic crow. Upon hitting an enemy, it steals the very air from their throat, rendering them unable to speak for a few seconds, and by extension, casting spells. Crowstorm: Something over a combination of his other powers. Manifesting the emotion of fear into the physical realm, the wind around him forms into an enormous murder of crows, spiraling around Bartholomew. They constantly assault those around him, sapping away at their life force with frightening speed, and tearing down their sanity. ஜ Other: "Some people call me the stuff of nightmares. I don't think that's quite right. Nightmares, you wake up from."
Pokemon Gijinka: Bidoof Nickname: Beucedoof Favorite Moves: Giga Impact Hyper Fang Double team Super Power Nature: Adamant Age: 24 Bio: Yes. Image: Spoiler Other: The manliest creature ever to exist.
Zavion gave Lexcifur a somewhat confused look...What did he mean what would they be doing here? "...Where else would they be? On Riel? What better place to hide from the goddess than somewhere she has no reason to look?" That was when a girl yelled out to them. Well, they'd been spotted. It was just a matter of if they'd been recognized or not. What she said next would determine whether or not they had to fight. "where the hell do you people get off being so standoffish to the rest of us. I'll have you know I won't tolerate any anti-social people in this adventuring party whatsoever, so get yourselves in here this instant!" Zavion nearly let out a sigh of relief, and walked in. Man, Zavion and though Juliet's heart was going to give him a seizure. The blue haired man who spoke up to read out the legend had a heart which was literally rainbow and flashing like a strobe light. He cringed and covered his eyes from it, making a pained expression. He listened to the explanation as to his interpretations of each line, and where the hero might be while avoiding looking at the man. He had nothing against gay people but that guy hurt his eyes to look at. Listening to the list of locations, he tried to deduce which was the most likely for the hero to be in. While it was far from impossible that he was in the realm of darkness, they'd been in there for a while and never seen a trace of him. The next most likely place out of those would probably be...the final one. "We'll take the world that never was." Zavion said, hoping no one would join them. After all, if they were going to stop the hero, then they had to make sure they got there first. Beuce, meanwhile, was talking to Stratos after getting rules of nature'd. Normally the kid was piss weak, but man when there was a reaction command... He might be able to lift a glass off his arm to stop someone from doing something. Stratos, after realizing it was Beuce, greeted him with a fairly casual tone, then asked how he was still alive. "Let me answer your question with another question. How are like 90% of these people, you included, still alive?" Well it was true. Only a small amount of these people were the age they appeared to be. Then Lucien read the legend. The ****ing legend man. The text was so rainbow he could taste it. He looked away from Lucien's post, unable to finish reading it. So, he'd just guess by the posts of the others what happened. Something about the legend or something. He'd just kinda follow other people to avoid having to read that post. "So Stratos, you a sky behemoth slayer yet?" What seemed to be a young boy came out to greet him. This was the man who was supposed to decide if he joined the rebellion or not? Going off nothing but his appearance, he didn't seem like much. However, appearances could be misleading. He nodded at the boy's question, asking if he was the one who believed change was needed. "Indeed. I am Satsujin." It felt so strange, giving someone his true name instead of Ghost. He hadn't used that in years, and was unaccustomed to be called by it. However, he wouldn't let it bother him. If he'd introduced himself as Ghost, that would surely raise suspicion. For now, he would have to go by his former name, the one no one knew, and learn what he could about these people. When he found something out, he'd give the information to Phantom and have him carry it on to the goddess. "I take it you're the person who i'm supposed to see about this change?" He asked. "If so, what would you have me do?" Ghost was very matter-of-fact about his tone. He was here to join the rebellion, and nothing else. His face couldn't be well seen beneath his mask, save his eyes, but one could picture an extremely stoic expression on it. He simply stood there, silent as the grave until the boy in front of him responded to his question.
"What have i gotten myself into..." Ra questioned under his breath. First, Gaius knocked over a vase directly after being told not to break anything, but at least that one was excusable as an accident. Thomas on the other hand, there was no pardoning. The first impression they made on the other guilds was not a good one in any way. Thomas leaped up onto the table, kicking off another vase. He announced he was the greatest wizard of them all, and proceeded with his lecherous activities. Dear lord, if that boy put half the concentration into thinking with the top half of his body that he did with the bottom, the mission would already be finished due to his sheer brilliance. Ra would have to do something about that if they were ever going to get anywhere with the team. If that weren't bad enough, the other one followed suit. The red haired idiot leaped onto the table right behind Thomas, proclaiming nearly the same thing. If they didn't think the group was full of idiots before, they certainly did now. Ra began wondering if it was too late for member changes... "But hey, what kinda grand wizard would I be without a kickass team, right?" ... Or suicide. Suicide would be good about now. Gaius proceeded to explain all about the team members. Charlotte was the girl who could take a hit better than any of the guys on the team. It was true enough. The girl was durable to say the least. Veilan had struck him as more of a knight than anything else. Thomas' description might have made Ra chuckle if he weren't using every ounce of his willpower to not go all "Caw Caw Mother****er" on Gaius' eyes. Then came his description. The beautifully adorned mascot and leader who speaks with fancy words so that you know he knows his ****...Ra couldn't find words to describe what he thought about that. If that weren't enough to give Ra an aneurism, then what happened next was. Mikasa had deliberately told them to hide her identity and refer to Mizuki as Mikasa and vice versa. Yet, what did Gaius go and do? Outright point out Mikasa. Reaching up his clawed hand, Ra grabbed Gaius and ripped him down off the table.. "My sincerest apologies. You'll have to forgive these two. They're ill. Not in their right state of mind." 'They've caught by far the worst case of stupidity I've ever seen.' Said the golden adorned man in his thoughts. The others seemed to be oddly okay with their outburst and simply introduced themselves. The last one had a sense of arrogance about him. Ra detested that. "Thomas, if you can stop flinging yourself at anything of the opposite sex for at least ten seconds, i will give you half my share of the reward for this mission." "So all we gotta do is go to this school and sort out some kinda hauntin? Well that sounds easy enough. I ain't afraid of no ghost." Said Beucette, not remotely concerned about the fact that paranormal accidents were showing up around the school. She'd never been one to be afraid of much. Mostly because she never took anything seriously. She looked at the door to the principal's office. "So, how exactly are we gonna go about gettin' rid of a ghost? I don't think we can just ask it to leave."
Mysterious Labyrinth Ra had spent a bit of the night conversing with the other three guild members which shared his room. As it happened, Thomas had gone to the girl's dorm by mistake and almost paid with his life for it. That boy would indeed be a handful. The man had awoken before the others and donned his golden suit of armor. He'd eaten a quick breakfast of nothing but a slice of bread. Ra wasn't one to eat a lot at any given time. You'd find him with a small plate at a massive feast. He'd been waiting at the job board for certain people to arrive. Last night, he'd decided that those four would be who he joined with. The first out of them to arrive was Thomas. While the boy had his...flaws, there was a certain sense of potential about him. Perhaps he would grow into a man worthy of the respect of those around him. Thomas hurriedly ran to Mikasa, excitedly claiming that he was going on that mission. "Well, there is something to be said about your courage." Ra said, approaching the group. The words would've gone well with a laugh, but Ra merely said them in a more lighthearted tone than usual. Perhaps that was the golden man's version of a joke. He turned his head to the girl who's name he didn't know and greeted her with a "good morning" before proceeding to Mikasa. "I will be embarking on your mission as well." With that information given to her, he turned to the others who had participated in the brawl yesterday, Who had all assembled for the same mission. Perhaps it was fate itself that brought the five of them together. However, there was a bit more than simply signing up for the mission. After Thomas' escapade last night at the girl's dorm, it seemed that he was in the bad graces of more than just the female members of the guild, and Gaius immediately tackled him. Bending over, Ra picked up Gaius and Thomas, each by the back of their shirts, and held one in each hand away from the other. "Your foolhardy desire to fight could be admirable in a sense, were it not directed at your allies." Ra pointed out. "The five of us have all gathered for the same mission. I've been meaning to speak with you. Thomas, Veilen, Charlotte, Gaius. I have a proposition for all of you. After some thought, i have decided to form a team. We may start out to be nothing worthy of notice, but i will ensure we grow to the strongest team in the entire guild, and by extension, the entire world. After seeing all of you yesterday in the fight, I've decided I would like to offer you all a place on this team. What say you? Will you join me on my journey to greatness?" Ra offered, pride filling his voice. He was dead serious. He believed that the five of them together were capable of becoming a team that, at some point in the future, could far surpass even any of the S-classes. There was a certain charisma about him, something that made you believe in him. Believe that he was capable of it. Satoya High School Plus it was pretty hard to say no to a 6"4 guy in a GOLDEN BIRD SUIT THAT WAS SHINY ENOUGH REQUIRE SUNSCREEN FOR BEING HIS PRESENCE! Like, Jesus man. That **** was bright. Beucette had considered going on that mission, but Azir was bad for her eyesight. She needed her eyesight for looking at important things. Like boobs. Boobs were important. Speak of the devil, there was her roommate Lucia! She was totally into her. Last night, she'd played hard to get so much that it was like spelling it out in the sky! Her back still hurt from the judo flip of love. The white haired woman practically floated over to the back table by Dale. "Hey there hon, I'll be headin' out on this mission if ya don't mind." She said in her typical southern bell accent to Dale. She then proceeded to sit back and wait for the others to arrive. She made sure to sit directly across from Lucia, and blew a kiss at her. I mean, they were practically already dating as far as Beucette was concerned. Plus, this was an anime RP. It was cute when a girl was blatantly stalking someone in anime, right? Right. This was going to be a fun mission, she could already tell.
Ra is going on Mysterious Labyrinth Beucette is going to play with some little children wink wink Satoya High School
Zavion nodded at his sister. There was a good chance that they could lead them to somewhere worth investigating. Standing, Zavion walked over to where they had been standing and re-opened the dark corridor left behind by Juliet. When they emerged, they were standing in front of a large white and blue castle. While it seemed very old and more or less abandoned, as did the rest of the world, one could tell that it used to be very active, bustling with life. However, now it seemed to be deserted. There was no one in the immediate vision of where they'd exited, but it was likely that people weren't far off. "Come on, let's go, but be careful about it. After all, if this is the seat of the rebellion, then the kids of the one they're rebelling against probably aren't overly welcome here. With any luck, no one will recognize us." Zavion whispered to the other two near him. Once he proceeded into the castle, he could see a variety of rather interesting people. Their hearts came in all different forms. One heart in particular he found...unsettling. There was nothing in it but pure darkness, and a lot of it. There was no telling what he was capable of with that kind of darkness. If Zavion were ever to get into a battle with him, there was no question he'd have to resort to his inherited power, if he could beat him at all. What made it worse was that it wasn't just he was a darkness user...The man was evil incarnate. He lived only to destroy. He made a mental note to have Freya avoid him at all costs. Ghost said nothing at the conversation between the others. It wasn't his place to interject. The first time he spoke since they'd gotten to the cave was when he was spoken to. Sapphire had given him the order to go out and gather information about this rebellion. Who they were, where they were located, and what they knew about the hero. He didn't know much about the legend himself. All he knew was the gist of it. However, if they were betting their entire strategy on it, there was a good chance they knew more about it than he did. Nodding in acknowledgment at Sapphire, he walked over to a nearby shadow and phased into it, completely disappearing from the room. He emerged in an alleyway, many worlds away from Riel. He looked around to make sure no one had seen him, then walked out onto the streets. The place he'd chosen to go to was a bustling city, full of activity and life. In the center of the town square was a beautiful fountain, decorated with flowers. The centerpiece of Radiant Garden. While it was true he stuck out a bit among the citizens, he was not so uncommonly dressed as to be stopped and questioned. The best place to gather information would be what many considered the most obvious. The local tavern. Pushing the door open, the smell of alcohol drifted through the air and entered Ghost's nostrils like a crystal. Walking up to the bar, he took a seat and ordered a drink. After giving him an odd look, the bartender pulled a mug from a cabinet and poured it for him. "There's been whispers in the wind about a revolution coming. A resistance to overthrow the goddess. Where would a man go about assisting?" The bartender gave a nervous look and motioned for him to keep his voice down "The walls have ears. In the back, you'll meet someone who'll check you out to make sure you're alright." They said cautiously. Anyone involved in the rebellion was risking their lives by going against the goddess. Giving the bartender a few extra munny for his information, Ghost stood from his stool at the bar and began heading toward the indicated location. Hunter and Lucien, in their own ways, seemed to agree with his suggestion to advance the plot. Well at least they weren't so stupid that they could recognize pure genius when they saw it. That was when a familiar nice ass with a naggy voice attached was written into existence. "Hey! Weren't you supposed to be fainting in awe at how attractive and heroic Bloodlust me is? What the hell are you doing in this rp stealing our schtick? Well my schtick really but these bozos aren't gonna just drop out of the rp." Beuce said to Gwen, meanwhile looking nowhere near her face. There were two parts of her that were worth looking at, and neither of them need to be named. Looking over at the other characters in the area, he realized that he knew some of them from actual in RP interactions. One in particular was his very own apprentice! Walking over to the unconscious boy, Beuce sat onto of him and picked him up by the shirt. He pulled him right next to his face and inhaled deeply. "WAKE UP! WAAAAKE UUUUP! STRATOS! WAKE UP! HEY STRATOS! GUESS WHAT! GO ON GUESS! YOU HAVE TO BE AWAKE TO GUESS! HEY STRATOS! THERE'S LIKE A WHOLE DEEP DISH PIZZA HERE AND NOBODY IS EATING IT! HEY! HEY STRATOS! BASE AND LUNA ARE MAKING OUT! YOU SHOULD WAKE UP AND WATCH THEM! Uh...STRATOS! HIKARU IS TRYING TO HELP!"
Well you see, that's what soap is for.
Ghost nodded thankfully that the guards had been dismissed. They could now talk in privacy. It wasn't so much that he suspected the guards of treason, but the walls had ears. One could never be too careful with these things. "Thank you. While i was out gathering intel, i came across a bit of information. As you know, there have been false accusations of corruption on your part. It has progressed worse than we've feared. There is a full rebellion, based on an old legend about a "Hero". Supposedly, he was around since nearly the beginning of time. His power was unmatched, yet he was sealed away. The legend is very vague about his identity, but supposedly he is capable of rivaling even you in power. That is where Gexln would come in." Ghost turned to the two nobodies in the center of the room. He drew his Katana, walked over, and sliced the restraints in two without much effort. "As you know, Sapphire can't leave Riel. So, save for them launching a full assault, which would be utter suicide, she cannot combat them directly. That means it would fall to us to prevent this "Hero" from rising. While i understand if you don't want to help, understand that this is about more than just keeping Sapphire in power. Every one of my instincts is screaming at me this is not the right path. I don't expect you to listen to me, but i believe i know someone who can convince you. You once trusted him with your life and the life of everything you cared about, hopefully some of that trust still remains within you. Follow me." Ghost walked out of the throne room, and out the backdoor toward the mountains. A road was carved directly from the palace and up into the mountains. Finally, they arrived at a large stone door with a keyhole carved into it. Pushing the doors open, a massive glowing red core floated above the ground. In the room, standing in the center was the man who was once Ghost's bitter rival. R looked at Gexln, glaring at him intensely. He was angry about Lucifer's punishment. "Gexln, Xero...It's good to see you again. I wish our meeting again was under better circumstances." He walked forward with a rather serious look on his face. "Satsujin has told you about the rebellion. I understand you're reluctant to help, but this is bigger than us. Should this hero successfully be released, even should he successfully defeat her, he would take over her throne. It's possible he would be far worse than her. Approve of her or not, you cannot deny she has, for the most part, brought peace to the worlds." He closed his eyes, making a solemn expression. "Not only that...The battle would be cataclysmic. Sapphire would have to utilize the full power of Kingdom hearts to be able to stand a chance if the legends are accurate. Not only would I not survive, but a large amount of worlds would be destroyed in the process. Your home here on Riel, everything you've made for yourselves here, it would all be gone. The freedom of this hero is not only not in your best interest, but it is no ones. Those that survived the battle would not do so without loss. The pain of your son's loss...I know how great it is. Would you inflict it onto so many others? Gexln...We cannot do this without you."
Zavion walked along the realm of darkness, followed by his two companions on his travels. One, he'd escaped from Riel with. He was really the only friend he'd ever had. Yet, his mother had tried to murder him. He'd never been told what Lucifer's crime was, but he was his friend, and he would stand by him. Meanwhile, his sister Freya pleaded with him to return home. "Freya, you know as well as i do that i can't return! I helped him escape, i'm a criminal! If i return, i'll either be punished alongside him or make things worse for her." Zavion was obviously frustrated. His sister's heart was small, almost frail. It was obvious she meant well, but she understood nothing. He turned to Lexcifur, shooting him a glare. "Her world, not mine. It's my mother's." He wished that Freya would go back to Riel before it was too late for her. As they traveled, he heard voices from a bit away. There were people here? It wasn't every day you met someone in the realm of darkness. From the sounds of things, they were fighting some heartless. If it weren't for the fact the swordsman seemed to have it under control, Zavion probably would have helped him. Hiding behind a rock a fair ways away, he laid with his back to the stone watching the events with his gift of clairvoyance. And this revealed the map for more than 5 seconds. While it wasn't as strong as his mother's by a long shot, he did still have it. He watched and listened, while being completely concealed by the rock. Even through this, he could see their hearts. The man was brimming with light and a strong sense of justice. If he were going off nothing but that, he'd probably guess that he was some kind of hero. The woman was contrast in the extreme. Her heart was nearly 50/50 light and darkness, and he dared not stare at it too long for fear of a seizure. While he did look at it, he saw that she was troubled by something. He couldn't tell exactly what it was, but there was powerful resolve to go with it. Meanwhile, the child's heart was small and innocent, with an insatiable curiosity. It almost reminded him of Freya in a way. "That girl...I recognize her. I saw her on Riel once, years ago. When i asked who she was, i was told that she was Gexln's daughter, who had charged herself with protecting the realm of darkness alongside Caleb, waiting for the proper time to leave. That would make the girl more than likely their daughter. Something was troubling her, when she said it was time they left the realm of darkness. Likely...something to do with the rebellion. I can't tell which side they're on, but it may be worth following them to find out." From the shadow behind the throne, a tall figure melted from seemingly nowhere. "My lady." He said, formally greeting Sapphire. Then he turned to the person who had been brought before them. Gexln, he'd been brought here for stealing an outfit in the most obvious way, and greeted the goddess with spite. "You never change. While i can't say i blame you for holding a grudge, you would be wise to show respect, as well as obey the law." Ghost said to the winded nobody. He had come to discuss another matter with Sapphire, but it was a bit of a sensitive subject. "My lady, i ask that you dismiss the guards. There is a rather pressing matter to be attended to. Gexln should stay, as it concerns him." That sound was what interrupted the conversation between Lucien and Hunter. A blue police box faded into existence, first being translucent, then gradually becoming more and more solid until finally it planted firmly into the ground. A foot with a black boot flew through the door. "I BEG TO DIFFER!" A familiar voice called out. The foot was placed on the ground as a white haired man stepped from the police box, a satisfactory grin on his face. Epic music played in the background as his coat flew in the wind behind him. It was time for a REAL fourth wall breaker to take the stage. "So you two pebble crackers think you own this here RP eh? Well, i'm here to tell you that's not quite right! Technically it's Gabi. But I was breaking the fourth wall before you two were words on the OC sheet." He yelled what seemed to most people like nothing but utter nonsense. "But enough about that. We've waited a long time for this RP boys, what do you two say we get the ball rolling? If we sit here arguing about who's the best, then all that'll happen is we'll waste time to get to the obvious conclusion of me. So, let's skip all that and get right into it." Beuce reached into his pocket, looking for something in it. While he was feeling around in the empty space, he grabbed something soft and squishy, which induced a hard bite, followed by a female yelling something about that not being the script. Finally, he found it and pulled out a script of several pages, along with reading glasses. "Ahem." He cleared his throat as he was about to read it aloud. There was a pause, and he threw it over his shoulder. "Well that was a bunch of crap. Everyone knows we don't plan out our posts more than like one in advance and just make it up as it's being written! C'mon let's go join the rebellion of rebellious rebels."
Lucia spoke to her roommate rather casually, unaware of the presence in the bed with her. This woman was apparently very stealthy when she needed to be. How did she obtain this skill set? Heh...Uh. Funny story about that. Let's just say that there were some restraining orders and therapy involved afterwards and leave it at that. In her eeriest voice, Beucette began speaking to Lucia as though she were a ghost. "The next girl you lay eyes on is to be your sooooul maaaate. Youuu will sleep with heeer." When she inevitably turned around to investigate the origin of the voice, she'd see the white haired woman grinning at her, laying in a "draw me like one of your french girls" pose, and twirling her hair. "Well now Sugar, wouldn't be wise to mess with destiny. We should probably just go ahead and listen to the spirit back there." She said in a somewhat thick southern bell accent. If it weren't creepy enough that she had managed to get into her bed, then impersonated a ghost in an attempt to get into her pants, Beucette began to attempt physical contact with Lucia. Make of that what you will, but that's what she did. However, she neglected to foresee one fatal flaw in her master plot of laid gettery. They were on a bunk bed. dun dun dun Ra, having removed his golden adornments, had been in his bed for some time now, wearing your average night clothing. While he'd been awake for Edric's arrival, he was asleep when Ren had arrived. If one were to watch his expression while he slept, they'd notice it was rather troubled. The dream he was having was...Interesting to say the least. Spoiler: Dream Ra stood in seemingly the middle of nowhere. Actually, it was more like the attention was so drawn away from the environment it may as well have not existed. Instead, three men stood before him, just conversing with each other. The first man who spoke had orange hair and a small amount on his face. He was fairly muscular and had an air about him like he thought he was the picture of masculinity. "You know what i hate? Birds. Who the **** do they think they are?" Spoiler: Dream Next to speak was a man dressed in bright blue, wearing a scarf. He looked as though he should be on a stage, performing music in front of a crowd. "they are like pinatas but with no ****ing strings! Where am i supposed to hang my pinata if it doesn’t have a ****ing string? Birds: Nature's answer to fun?" Finally, the third man spoke up. He had snow white hair and wore a long red leather coat. He in particular had something odd to him, where his arm looked almost like crystal. No...Not crystal. It was more like magic solidified. While he was in the center, he didn't particularly seem like the ringleader of the three. In fact, that seemed to be a more mysterious question than the chicken and egg. The particularly odd trio went back and forth in a nonsensical rant about how horrid birds were. "Seriously! I am not a big fan of any animal that can **** directly into my hair." "I guess most animals can do it." "But most animals have to like go out of their way to do it. Birds? Nope." "They just fire away." "Also they make sounds and bring joy to children." "I am sick to death of birds. When was the last time a bird made a house for YOU?! HUH? RIDDLE ME THAT! I DON'T EVEN HAVE A HOUSE!" "Not to mention bird baths. HELLO BIRDS YOU DONT NEED TO TAKE BATHS YOU ARE FILTHY ANIMALS!" "Have you seen ****ing woodpeckers?! TELL ME that **** isn't sinister." "I saw one of those things drill a hole in a baby's head and lay a bunch of eggs in there. Just like that!" "They're in league with the trees. They talk to them using morse code!" "****ing trees man." "Don't even get me STARTED on trees!" And just like that, the topic of their idiotic rant had shifted to trees... "They're like the icebergs of land! Except like, if your boat hits an iceberg, that is part of like standard operating procedure for boats." "Whereas if your boat hits a tree, **** IS THOROUGHLY OUT OF CONTROL!" "That makes trees like SIX THOUSAND TIMES worse than ice bergs!" "And one of those ****ers sunk the titanic!" "You see what I'm getting at here? Basically, **** birds." Sitting up, Ra awoke from what was undoubtedly the strangest and least relevant dream he'd ever had. Looking over, he saw that Hasu had arrived into their dorm. He had only been unconscious for about an hour. Rubbing his face, he tried to purge the sheer stupidity of the dream from his mind and perhaps regain some of his I.Q. before it was entirely gone.
