Guardians of Larenska

Welcome to the official RP Guardians of Larenska thread! Anyone wanting to join in on this is welcome to, as long as they take the link in my signature and join in that thread...That way I can keep track of you all.

The Guardians of Larenska are an elite force of people who are fighting against the Heartless and other evil people in order to save the valley of Larenska. They live in a massive castle at the only entrance to this valley.

The Guardians' power comes from their armor's crystal, which is set in the centerpiece. It has enough power to feed a small city, and therefore makes the titanium steel armor impenetrable...It can stop a rhino's charge without making the user budge an inch.

The Guardians' weapons are also energy-reliant, and therefore, if broken, can reconstitute themselves. You can have any power you want, but the real way to define the Guardians is by the color of their armor: Gold is the leader, and therefore, as the creator, I will be gold.

The second and third people can be silver and bronze, platinum, etc, as these are more elite colors.

Anyway, I hope you join!

Wirdikov stared into the glorious sunset, his golden armor shining. His cape slowly swirled behind him in the light breeze, and the plains glowed orange. Wirdikov closed his eyes, and breathed in the sweet air.

When he opened his eyes, the light was gone, and there was only darkness...Visions of burning villages, of the valley he protected destroyed, flashed through his mind, and Wirdikov stumbled to the edge of the tower he stood upon, placing a hand upon the cool rock.

Slowly, he looked up. The last rays of sunlight slipped behind the mountains in the distance, and Wirdikov sighed. Not today, he told himself, not right now. I can hold out a little longer against the darkness...But...I need help. Where are my Guardians?

Turning, he walked slowly back down the stairs he had climbed up that morning, his joints creaking. Brushing black hair from his hazel eyes, Wirdikov shook his head. Things hadn't been the same since Darius had sacrificed himself to save the castle. The Guardians had slowly been disappearing...Now, Wirdikov was left alone, without any others...

Walking slowly across the courtyard, Wirdikov stopped at a sparkling fountain.

"At least the water's still pure," Wirdikov said to himself, "the air's still clean, the grass still unsullied, the valley still safe..." He shook his head. "But for how much longer can I hold back the darkness?"

 

Coa sat on the other die of the fountian, stareing off into space, This was his favorite time of day, Dusk. His helmit lay on the ground nextto him. The wind blew his light brown hair out of his ice blue eyes. That's when he say his leader. Coa stood and gave a crisp salute.

"Good evening Sir. How may i be of assistance?"

 

Wirdikov looked up. "Coa? You have returned from your mission................Dark tides are coming, Coa..." He turned and looked up into the sunset. "I visited Darius the other day..."

He sighed. "He rejected us...Not that I can blame him. He doesn't have a heart with which to fight for anymore. It is too bad, he was a fine warrior up to the day he died..."

Wirdikov shook his head. "While you were gone, Coa, I've been having strange visions of a dark army that is coming closer to our fortress...I'm not sure who's leading them, but I'm sure it can't be good...I believe it is the first force of many. We need more guardians...The two of us alone can't hold back this tide!"

Wirdikov clenched his fists in frustration. "I won't give up...ever!"

 

*Coa looked down to the groud*

"i see, Darius's loss is a great one. I miss him, after all he is the one who taught me all i know about sword fighting. As far as this dark wave goes, I was unable to uptain any information about it. Either the heartless are good at keeping secrects, or this group is acting on it's own."

*Coa looked out in to the sun set. It felt good on his face and semed to lighten the mood a bit. He knew that they would need more memebers... he knew there were four others as well, they had just gone missing...*

 

OOC: I wish I'd just stayed as DarKnight36...I think I'll PM all my members and tell them about the RP...

BIC: Wirdikov shrugged. "It's all right, I didn't really expect you to. The most important thing at the moment is that we survive this army..." Wirdikov sighed. "Tera Roth...Highwind...Tyre...Hegemoth...and now Darius...This is getting rather annoying. But enough of our lost ones. We must focus on the new..."

He turned to Coa. "You haven't been here for a while, would you like a tour?"

 

Ren saw men talking in the distance; her silvery blue armor glinted in the sunlight. she ran out to them "Coa, Wirdikov?" she asked.

 

"What makes you think you're alone?" a mysterious person behind the two said. He is wearing an organization cloak. "It's been a long time....friend....Wirdikov..." The person then pulls off the cloak to reveal.....

ooc: You can say my name. :P

 

Ren looked at the guy who just riped off a organization cloak and asked "Roka? is that you?"

 

"Yeah Ren. It's good to see you." Roka said smiling. Roka pops his neck then looks at Wirdikov. "What's the problem?"

 

OOC: Whoops, sorry guys my sister kicked me off...I can't stay but I'll get in here while I can...I'll be here all tomorrow though, unless something pulls me away.

BIC: "We have a massive effusion of Heartless heading this way, led by some sort of powerful energy source that I can't read...Probably some wielder of darkness..." Wirdikov shrugged. "It doesn't matter. They know we're here. And they're coming anyway. Which means..." A feral grin split his face. "They're the enemy..."

"And, as the enemy, our first mission as a group is to destroy that enemy."

OOC: This will kind of be like an intro mission, I was thinking. Later, we'll split up into more missions and stuff, becoming more like mercenaries, I figure. I'll have different jobs you guys can do when the evil people come closer (when we have more members probably but we'll see).

 

"Let's see if this 'darkness' is as good as mine." Roka said, hovering his blade. "Like it? Learned it on the way over here."

 

"Roka! Don't be foolish! This darkness would overwhelm yours..." Wirdikov shook his head. "Not even Highwind could stand up to this...and you are not at his level." Wirdikov scratched his chin. "However, I have an assignment for you. Go to the front and find out who this mysterious leader of this army of Heartless is..."

OOC: I'll leave it up to you. The others: I'm thinking about your assignments...You could always volunteer, it'd help my melting brain.

 

"No problem." Roka said. He put his cloak back on and started walking toward the army.

 

Wirdikov turned to the others. "Now, perhaps you others can help me with something..."

 

Hegemoth looked out from his hiding spot on a giant tree branch, in the middle of the woods. What he saw did not make his already sour mood any better. A vast army of Heartless was heading towards a giant castle in the distance, blocking the only way into the valley below. Towering mountains acted as giant vertical walls...and that was exactly what they were...vertical. Even the Heartless would have trouble getting up those steep cliffs, he thought. He decided that he would give up the search for Tyre, Highwind, and Terra Roth for a moment. His fighting skills were getting rusty...the Heartless wouldn't mind if he just snuck in during the night and destroyed a part of their camp. He peered closer, "Midnight. We will meet at midnight...and you will feel the sting of my blade."

That's when he saw the Heartless charge...

 

Wirdikov paused and looked upwards towards the small hills towards the west. He squinted and could just make out the form of a man with dark green armor.

"Interesting," Wirdikov stated. "It seems that Hegemoth has returned...But without those I sent him for." He turned to the others. "We need to prepare the castle for assault. The Heartless will be here by dawn. I need someone to repair the energy generator for the shield and armor. The main computer, radar, and visual systems are down inside the castle as well. I'll further need someone to capture a Heartless for study...Don't turn into one." He folded his arms. "Any volunteers?"

 

Then many heartless came over the hill across from them and there was Roka in with a broken nose and blood drenched cloak. He was being dragged by his head by an old man.

 

"I'll go and get the heartless." she said simply.

 

"That may not be necessary, Ren..." Wirdikov said, laying a hand on her shoulder. "It seems another group is attempting to ambush us...Let us show them what a true Guardian can do...I'll get Roka."

Wirdikov's crystal began to glow underneath his armor and immediately he zipped forward, impossibly fast. The bald man blinked, then was smashed in the face by Wirdikov as he zipped back into existence. The bald man fell over without a sound, and Roka was transported safely back to the other Guardians before anyone could react.

"Roka, get up," Wirdikov said, standing him on his feet. "Your crystal must be low on power for you to get hurt this bad...I'll lend you some of mine."

Energy hummed into Roka. Roka's wounds healed as a side note. "Remember," Wirdikov said, tapping Roka on the head. "Rely on your armor. It will protect you from all harm...that is until your crystal runs out of power." Wirdikov shrugged. "But that shouldn't happen. This should end quickly with the six of us."

He glanced over at the hill, where Hegemoth was running towards them. "Seven of us."

 

Ren looked around then she pulled out one of the swords and stabbed it into the ground.