Aw, happy birthday to your mamma! ...mine's going to be in 11 days.
Sounds like Sora' got some competition...hmmm.
Kairi’s a redhead. Wha’d ya expect? Anywhoo, I’ll try and make up for lost time. Next chap! With Kairi fully recovered and walking side by side with Sora, the two simultaneously entered the throne room. “Whoa,” Kairi breathed. The room was huge, about the size of a football field. A long, narrow, red carpet led from the main door to the throne. The room was stone gray, and several cathedral-like windows along the walls. Sora smiled, “This place isn’t that different from King Mickey’s throne.” “Actually, King Mickey helped design this room with Ansem the Wise.” Kairi and Sora turned around to the source of the voice. Sora smiled, while Kairi squealed and gave the Princess of Radiant Garden a hug, “Namine!” she exclaimed. Namine laughed, “Kairi! I’m so glad you came!” Sora shook his head, and turned around just in time to find Roxas, trying to sneak up on him. “Look sha- oh, darn.” Roxas and Sora shook hands, both with good sized grins on their faces, “I guess it wasn’t that hard to predict, huh?” Sora rubbed his nose with the index finger of his free hand, “I’d say I know you pretty well, Roxas. How’ve you been?” Roxas narrowed his eyes at Sora, particularly the tears on his clothes, “…better than you, apparently. I take it you ran into our recent ‘problem’?” Sora nodded, but before he could speak, a voice was heard from above. “Would the four of you please wait until after you’re filled in to catch up? This is a little important.” Sora and co. looked up. Vincent was suspended from the ceiling, upside-down with his armored arm holding him in place. He let go of the area he was holding on to, and in the short distance that he fell, did a few flips. By the time he landed on his feet, everyone else on the Restoration Committee had arrived. Roxas shook his head, “Even though he’s done that three times now, I don’t think I’ll ever get used to it.” Namine nudged Roxas in the side and winked, “Oh, come on.” The two smiled and held each others arm as they walked towards the group. Sora smiled at the two from behind as they walked. “Those two look happy together,” Sora smirked. Kairi rolled her eyes while smiling, “Yeah, they sure do, Sora.” It looked like Sora was back for sure, oblivious and all. “We need to get a few things clear before we get into any great detail,” Vincent started. The Restoration Committee, Sora, Riku, Kairi, Roxas and Namine got comfortable from where they were. “First, what all of you fought earlier, Elanore: She was a heartless, one of a very different and powerful variety.” Sora rolled his eyes, “I think we already know about the ‘powerful’ part, Vince.” Kairi cupped her face while Riku looked away. Vincent looked at Sora, “From the way she mopped the floor with you, I imagined you knew,” Sora’s face turned red, “but that’s not important. What is important is that, unlike other heartless, she’s able to calculate and plan,” Vincent started to pace a little, “I read the ‘Ansem Reports’ and the ‘Secret Ansem Reports’ that you, Sora, gathered during your travels. That’s the main reason why I called this meeting.” Yuffie spoke up, “What’s there to know about the reports? I told you earlier that most of them were fake reports by Xehanort, and that the ‘secret’ ones were by Ansem the Wise.” Vincent nodded, “And I appreciate that, Yuffie, but even that doesn’t fill in the gaps.” Squall cocked his head, while everyone else looked at each other in confusion. “What ‘gaps’?” Zack asked. Vincent sighed, “Let me ask you all something: Why do you think Xehanort created the fake ‘Ansem Reports’?” Aerith shrugged, “We thought it was to make us think that Ansem the Wise originally created the heartless. Are you saying that’s not the reason?” Vincent nodded, “It was one reason, yes, but it was also to keep Sora and Mickey’s colleagues from discovering Xehanort’s ‘back up’ plan,” Vincent stopped pacing, “Xehanort was a very unusual form of heartless: One who was able to think and reason, while having complete control over the heartless. He was, also, the only one who succeeded to such a powerful transformation when he crossed over into the dark realm. His associates became just regular heartless.” The small crowd was hanging on every word, albeit in confusion. Cloud spoke up, above the chatter, “Okay, so how were Elanore and the others able to get to that same ‘level’?” “Since Xehanort had absolute command over all heartless, finding his colleagues was simple. He also, however, knew about his nobody and what it was doing and decided to follow suit: He searched for the heartless of the, at the time, incomplete Organization XIII.” Namine looked at Roxas, while everyone else just stared at Vincent. “Once he accomplished finding those specific heartless, he assembled specific energy chambers that would convert energy into a specific form, and transfer it into those heartless,” Vincent closed his eyes as he remembered seeing Xehanort’s heartless turning dials and monitoring pressure for the chambers, “As time went on, the heartless would mutilate and change, gaining new powers and abilities until their forms finally resembled what they once were.” Once Vincent was done speaking, Riku spoke up, “This energy you’re talking about…What kind of energy source? Do you mean hearts?” Vincent nodded, “Xehanort’s heartless knew that every emotion contained power, and that all emotions resided in the heart. However, for his colleagues, he needed hearts with large amounts of darkness in them as well to give to them as well.” Squall nodded, “He gave them heartless for them to feed on.” Vincent nodded in response. Everyone sat there, stunned. Vincent spoke again, “The only thing we had on our side was time. The transformation itself took time, so Xehanort’s heartless decided to increase it’s forces and power by taking as many worlds as possible.” Vincent sat down on the floor, cross legged, and sighed, “Any other questions?” Sora spoke up, “You said earlier when we were fighting Elanore that she had some kind of ability. What did you mean exactly?” “Good question,” Vincent replied, “Every one of Xehanort’s partners had some unique talent or ability when they reached that transformation. For Xehanort, it was the ability to create and merge with any form of heartless. I believe you’ve seen that ability firsthand, Sora.” Sora nodded. His mind flashed back to when he first battled for the safety of Kingdom Hearts, the huge form of Xehanort’s heartless looming over him. Sora shook his head, “And Elanore’s?” “Manipulating emotions. It seems that anyone she has direct contact with falls under her control,” Vincent closed his eyes, “It seems she can only use this power on those with strong hearts, though.” Tifa raised an eyebrow, “And the rest of them?” Vincent shook his head, “I don’t know yet.” Yuffie raised her hand, “I’ve got a question! If these guys are supposed to be ‘all powerful’, why haven’t they tried to take over?” Vincent raised an eyebrow at Yuffie, “Pure dumb luck on your part, Yuffie. I read the report on the excavation, as well as your part to end the training sessions early. Your bombing the street that one day caused a few of the capsules to open prematurely.” Everyone glared at a scarlet Yuffie. She grinned sheepishly while twiddling her fingers, “Heh…oops?” Vincent shook his head, “It’s better that this happened. Because of that incident, several of the capsules are destroyed, along with the majority of the heartless inside them, and the powers of those that did come out are extremely limited. So much so, that they still need their supply of heartless to try and build up their power.” Yuffie breathed a sigh of relief. Riku spoke up, “That reminds me. When I cut Elanore in two, her heart came out, but then she managed to regain it and was back in full fighting tempo. How did that happen?” “Which brings me to another important topic,” Vincent stood up, “Xehanort knew that legend of the keyblade was true, and took several measures against them, most of them very potent. Because of this, you, Sora, and Kairi, will not be able to use your keyblades to liberate the hearts trapped inside of them. In short, you will not be able to destroy them.” Sora and the others left the throne room, a little distressed. “Well, this is great. We can’t destroy the rest of the apprentices with our keyblades, so we have to leave it up to Vincent and Hiashi to find a solution. Why did she choose now to go searching for clues, anyway?” complained Sora. Kairi shrugged, “You know how she’s been acting, Sora. The most we probably would’ve gotten out of her was that she doesn’t trust you and Riku because you’re ‘keyblade wielders’,” Kairi stopped walking, her head hung a little low, “She’s probably going to hate me now.” Sora stopped walking, turned, and hugged Kairi, “Hey, come on. She’s your sister, not your enemy. Besides, she seems to hate me and Riku because we’ve crossed over into darkness before. You haven’t done that…not exactly, anyway…so, she being your sister aside, you don’t need to worry about that.” Kairi looked up at Sora. She smiled, a little weakly, “Thanks, Sora.” Sora smiled, then frowned. He looked around, “Hey…has anyone seen Riku?” Vincent went through the alternate exit of the throne room. He walked through the familiar yet dark hallway. He continued to walk until he found what he was looking for: A window, with a ledge big enough for an adult to sit in. As he sat on the ledge, he looked out the window to see the clear night sky, the moon and stars illuminating the village below. More memories began to flood back… Lucrecia…he thought, why did this happen? “Vincent?” Vincent turned his head towards the hallway. Riku was standing there, arms behind his back. Vincent raised an eyebrow, “Yes?” “There’s something I need to know,” Riku started, then paused. Vincent sighed, “Riku, if you have something to say...” Riku took a deep breath, “Please…I need to know: What happened to Hiashi? Why is she so bitter towards everyone?”
Pretty much, yeah. Why?
^_^ lol, I know. I just saw that and thought, 'Well, that would be an interesting way to say hello'. How is everyone, btw?
...I'm not fat. T_T
That's partly right. Or it might very well be a trap to get you back into the same routine you were before you decided to sever your ties. You can never be sure what consequences the actions you decide will bring. Thanks.
I never really spoke to you personally, but from what I gathered some of your posts, you were always deep in thought over the troubles in the world and the net, and always made sure nobody got away with abusing the rules...which kind of sucked for the majority of the members, but anyway... You will be missed around this crazy nuthouse. Check in occasionally: You might just see me finally getting my 'special, white jacket' one of these days.
Oh man, that made lol. Seriously, 100 posts that fast...did you find a cheat code that you're not telling us?
...I see the emo corner is full today.
Bumbumbuuuuuuum! Good update so far. Haven't found any mistakes worth mentioning, and the story's really starting to pick up. Don't make us wait long for the next update!
I figured it would be Rinoa, but since I have, neither played FF8 or found anything suggesting that Rinoa's symbol would be the 'butterfly', I wasn't sure...it would've been bad if it turned out Leon was cheating on her! Well, we now have someone (and something) to look forward to seeing, next time Leon appears in KH (hopefully with Sora and co.).
I hold my head high, Feeling the wind rushing by, As my arms stretch for flight, I’ve had all I can stand, Of the people who want to me to call ‘friend’, The people of joy turning into my source of pain. I jump, feeling the wind rush past, the earth coming closer, I pull up, going towards the sky, my pains diving, The flight becomes a blessing. My glide upward becomes an actual flight now, Each beat with my wings becoming harder and harder to maintain, The flight is now a fight. I hear the people from below, and look down, Some asking for me, some asking where I’m at, Now they care? I look back up, to the direction of my flight and fight. There’s nobody here, no one to keep me company, no one to ease my new pain, The loneliness I now feel inside. A dilemma has arose, Do I continue to soar, towards my new, free exile, Or do I land, to be the invisible and ignored amongst the crowd? New things will arise, no matter which is chosen, Will the choices bring about gifts or curses? I feel like a bird with a broken wing.
Okay, I can help out a bit, at least in terms of proportions: If you look at the girl on top (poor choice of words, sorry), she's about 3 1/4 heads long, so that can help on what's supposed to go where. I believe the same can be said for the second girl. I would recommend drawing a tilted line, in the same direction that two girls are in, and draw the circles along the line. http://i160.photobucket.com/albums/t166/darkcloud_XIV/Drawinghelp5copy.jpg Sorry about the lines. Mouse is cruddy.
You called?
Doesn't beat women.
*glomping knocks earwax out of ears* I can hear! Yayz! Winded Walrus! *stomach begins to rumble*
MY EARS! *goes deaf*
o.o Wow...you people have gotten weirder since the last time I stopped by.
Again?!?! Okay, that's it. I give up. *starts spreading sheet around* Okay, folks, jot down your bets. When do you think she's coming back? I give two months, tops.
