Kingdom Hearts: The Soul Reason

"I saw him yesterday. He's probably sleeping and dreaming of the letter or something. He's such a bum. I bet he'll be here soon though." This reminded Riku that he never did tell Sora that he was a bum and had made him work on the raft pretty alone. How could he forget to do that? Oh yeah, when Sora got there he'd hear it because he was back then and still currently was a slacker except when it came to swinging a Keyblade.

"I'm glad you'll be going with us this time and that all three of us together will do things right. It'll be different since I guess for once we won't all be looking for each other. Been practicing your sword skill?"

 

"A little..." Kairi replied and rubbed the back of her head. "I'm still not that great at it, though." When they had come back from their last adventure, Kairi had started practicing sword skills so that, if it was needed, she could defend herself from whatever would come next. However, she hadn't been able to improve very much. I knew it... Sora's always sleeping... She thought to herself.

 

Him..again!?Roxas thought impatiently,having no time to defeat Riku once more.He had scanned all possible area's to hide,but everything below the ceiling could be spotted,even him.As the doors opened,Roxas,using his large amount of physical strength,kicked off from the ground and held himself in place in a corner of the ceiling..He felt like a Spider doing this,but getting the jump on a potential threat made him feel just a bit better about it.

Examining Riku closer,he noticed something..different,about him.When Roxas had fought him,he was much taller,with longer hair,with a cloak,and a blindfold..was he missing something here?Riku also took notice of the door he opened,so he knew that at least one person was here..was he looking for him?

..It's now or never! Roxas thought,bending his knee's down and leaping off from the corner he had hidden in.Whilst in mid-air,he had made sure to summon both the Oblivion and Oathkeeper,he wouldn't give up one of them this time!"Looking for me!?"he shouted,trying to crash the Oblivion down on Riku's head.This time,he wouldn't lose,even if Riku has transformed again!

OOC: If the fellow who took Marluxia doesn't come back,may I use him?

 

OOC: Let's give him some time but if the person doesn't return to post in the next couple weeks, yes, he'll be available.

Repliku barely had time to think and yet by instinct alone, Soul Eater appeared in his hand and he brought it up to meet Oblivion. His aquamarine eyes flashed in agitation and surprise as he stumbled back a bit and then leaped back swinging Soul Eater at his side before bringing it up in a side stance with his other arm extended. "Sora?"... Repliku stopped himself and studied the blond before him. No, that was not Sora and last time they had met, Sora and he had parted as friends. This was some new Keyblade wielder. "No...who are you? It isn't important! You attacked me!" Repliku slid forward and went for three slashes at Roxas as Darkness whirled around him. His former 'Riku' clothing was now replaced with his Dark Mode form. If this attacker wanted a fight, it was so on!

 

Roxas parried the attacks with Oathkeeper,but on the last attack he stumbled backwards.He leaped back to gather some distance between them,and to prepare for another rush."You can't fool me!come to put me back in that digital world,right!?Not going to happen,it's your turn!"he shouted,rushing forward to Riku once more.Even though he had accepted Sora,he couldn't forgive Riku for helping Ansem the Wise.

Roxas closed in and drew both keyblades back to his right,and once he was close enough he began bringing them forward,hoping to finish Riku in one quick movement.

OOC: The move where Roxas and Sora clash in FM+,I described as best as possible.If sora won then he temporarily got the keyblades Roxas had.

 

OOC: It's like the Clash of the Emos. lol
In game play, the move Repliku used is known as Dark Aura in CoM, though in KH2 Dark Aura

Repliku was knocked back, landing on the ground hard. He could feel his side aching and the hit on the ground had made him hit the side of his face, making his cheek swell a bit. He was not sure if he could taste blood or not but now he was really angry. Turning over, he clenched his teeth and kipped to his feet as Darkness whirled around him freely now. "I have no idea what you are even talking about! But you are GOING TO PAY!" Repliku's Soul Eater vanished and next...so did Repliku as the area darkened around Roxas. Repliku would take swipes at Roxas emerging through Darkness to go back into it after and then after his attack, whether successful or not, he slid out of a Darkness portal and skidded to a stop. "You want more, punk?" he called out, exhaling sharply as his brows furrowed in focus.

 

OOC: I know,that move is awesome!..but all too easy to dodge sometimes.

Roxas was throw across the room like a rag doll as Riku appeared and disappeared into the darkness.His body and arms were now bruised up,but Roxas could still fight.He glared at Repliku as the attack stopped."...I'd like to ask you that same question!"Roxas began to glow bright with light and flew toward Riku at high speed,once he was close enough he began to swipe as him,side-to-side,with both weapons.

Whether or not the attacks connected,Roxas leaped back and lunged at his,both keyblades heading for his chest.

OOC: The unfortunate thing is that I need to look over Roxas' moves from FM+ videos so I know what he can do XD

 

Repliku brought his hand out and a Darkness shield came before him as the light orbs impacted, but failed to hold with the last blast and it sent him sliding on the floor. As he slid back he rolled to his feet and glared furiously as Darkness pulsated around his fist. "Well, instead of attacking me, wouldn't it have been better to try talking first, jerk!?" Repliku was getting tired but he refused to let it show. Darkness was a drain after a time. He brought his hand outward once again and sent a ball of black flame (Dark firaga) at Roxas. "So cut it out and tell me who you even are!" Of course, sending the blast wasn't the most brilliant thing to do but he was not going to back down from the Light bearing individual. Whoever he was, he had a tremendous amount of power but Repliku just wasn't the sort to back down until he was ready to die. He also somewhat lacked the knowledge that if you wanted to talk to someone, you don't really have to keep the fight going and that person may just stop if he actually did. Hooray for 2 days of life.

 

Roxas sliced the dark ball of fire apart as it approached him,standing his ground and still glaring at Riku.Who was he trying to fool!?"Talk to someone,huh?..I may hold half of what Sora is,but until I find him again,I'm going to do things my way..no more lies!"he told Riku furiously,bending down and preparing to attack again.He wouldn't be a pawn,a 'tool'..a fool,for anyone else to use.While Riku 'seemed' different,Roxas couldn't let his guard down just for a slight change in appearance and attitude.

 

OOC: Sorry for the delay :)

Axel slowly opened his heavy eye lids, seeing shades of red blocking his view. As he moved his weary hand forward to brush it away, sat up stiffly, and unexpectantly leaning against a small step. Glancing backward, he noticed exactly where he had been sitting. One leg bent and up and the other outstretched, he sat on the very silhouette of his chakram in the corner of Proof Of Existence. The nostalgia began to reel through his mind all at once, and it was as if he could feel the morbid sense of sitting on one's own grave.

Reaching to his head again to tug at a spiky strand of fire engine-red hair, Axel's eyes drifted from one member to the next. He scanned over the usuals, but had expected to see a particular member. The only one that he was actually concerned about...

Roxas...

But his friend was missing. Figures. We all get this God foresaken "second chance" and all Roxas gets is another look at oblivion. Damn... they just couldn't let it go. He was shafted once again for the oh-so-terrible-crime of simply existing.

Another look past the luminescent blue hue where two keyblades were etched left him seeing a new shade. A blonde one. A small, sadistic grin crept up the edge of his lips as he spotted the fiesty female, sitting erect nearby her partner in crime, Marluxia. Your average Bonnie and Clyde, returned from Hell and back to scheming. And of course... the lab rat. Sheesh, you go through the trouble of killing someone only to have them be brought back in the flesh, ready to chew your ear off for it. Which brought Axel's thought back to the question as to why they were all... well, almost all back. He faintly remembered a voice... but what good did that do if he couldn't emember what the damn thing told him? What a waste...

 

OOC: My bad for lasting so long. I have this freaking cold, and my one eye hurts >.>.

By the way, I'm just going to make up a reason as to why Naminé can pop and hide her sketch pad and get it from mid-air (no unsual in KH), with the same way the Org. summons their weapons. I have no idea, otherwise xP.

Naminé had since long recovered her sketch pad within the nonexistence of which it came, not needing ito use it at the moment, and remained in the marble, white room silently, concentrating. With her eyes still shut, they snapped open with a breath when she sensed the two meet just at the bottom, and as quickly as she could, ran, opening the door, not bothering to close it as it was left behind her. Atop the the stairs, her sight rested on with surprise at the boys fighting below her right now, and if it wasn't for the fact that one of them was the Riku Replica, she would've gone down sooner if not from the shock. She had noted the familiar presence, but never did predict it to be real in some form. Hearing the words spat, and the weapons clash, her eyes quivered sadly at the scene, not liking animosity of this level, and while it was unexplainable to her at how he had come back, she scurried down the stairs as her body stopped being frozen with the appearance, reaching the floor, and heading straight at the battle, claiming with worry at the misunderstanding, "Please! Stop! Roxas, he isn't Riku!"

She gently, but securely grabbed hold of the blond's arm with one hand to avoid him giving another blow, while the other hand was raised palm up at the Riku Replica to calm down pleadingly. Gazing at Roxas as her head turned to him, she went to explain, "He's not the real Riku, he's just a c-" Naminé paused herself, not really knowing what to really say, or to explain it in front of the Replica himself, as he was reasonably sensitive with the subject. She did not want to hurt him. In the end, with sigh, she just gave a light pressure for Roxas's arm to lower, her head looking down, saying softly for him to understand, "He's just...not the Riku you know..."

"So it is connected, in the way that we have the liable reason to make it fact," Xemnas told, more to himself than the other two with him, as his thoughts once more travelled at the mystery of this happening. He wanted for the rest of the members to give their own recollections, in the act that they might have something different to present, while at the same time, he could not help but to consider the research kept to himself and the first five. They can perhaps find a answer there. No. He will find a answer. He just had to know where to begin.

"So, that's it? We'll just wait for the others to wake to get more understanding, however long that may take?" Larxene recited in a unimpressed tone quite rudely, her expression bored, as her eyes half-lid to scout around her again in a redundant round. Truthfully, she wasn't sure what to do, or if she was even allowed to step back in, or even if she wanted to. However, reminding herself of a certain fact, her lips curled delightfully like poisoned honey, spotting a movement at the corner of her eye knowingly.

He placed his gaze on her again, this time, with a visible frown present at the look on her face. Xemnas read her all too well. Especially, just as Axel was rising from his slumber. He did not know how to take another traitor coming to, yet he was resolute with the decision as he had said to himself. Nevertheless, he ignored the disruption. "I suppose, you can explore your old rooms, the castle, as I doubt you will find anything of interest here. I have myself even gone to walk around, only to come back and see you awake." His eyes studied her curiously, because he then went to add, with only a slight glance to the red haired man, "You can do what you wish."

"In that case..." she sweetly trailed off, as she turned on her heel and stepped up to a certain grave not very far from hers, looking down at it maliciously, yet with a hidden hunger of revenge, at the person resting upon it, sitting right up and concious. Smiling ominously at the ideas in mind, she bent down in a graceful swagger, clenching a fistful of his red hair mercilessly, tight, and what would be painful, and lifting his head, along with a bit of his top body with it. No matter if he was awake or not, she did not fear him. The trip and action were done fairly quickly in a flash of a second while he was still trying to recollect his thoughts, her other hand sparklingwith electricity as her kunai appeared, closely swiping his neck tenderly, the sudden ache of hatred forming in her chest and stomach as she focused on this man, and the need to repay him back for what he done. Her hold got harder the more she stared at his annoying face. Might as well get rid of the trash while she can. If not, paint a picture to make it pretty. In glee, she finished, "...you wouldn't mind me playing around for a little, will you? Had a nice sleep, b@stard?"

"It is wonder, if you will ever go over five minutes without entertaining yourself in your own special way," he had responded with blankly, uncaring and unconcerned about what she will do, as his eyes trailed her actions. And once more as ever, he did not feel any sort of care possible. The emptiness, so hollow. How long has he cared? However, if any punishment will be given, depending, it would be by him, and not anyone else. Surely, not by her. Not in his presence. Yet, it did peek a question, on why Larxene was making herself the delusion of having such hatred in her eyes. Her putting against Axel, of all members, was never a problem even in the time before, and he couldn't help, but ponder over what changed her previous judgement of him. Axel wasn't to be harmed in the end. "However, I would rather you find a new ornament for your joy. That would be a order."

Larxene scowled, meeting with him defiantly. "And what if I don't?"

"I know you're smarter than to ask that, Number XII."

She gritted her teeth in silent fury, her eyes narrowing dangerously as her hands shook from the severity of it, but she did know better. She might be confident, but she wasn't stupid. Larxene just wondered why in the worlds would he halt her from giving the damn redhead a piece of her mind. And then some. Maybe for his personal pride. Either way, she didn't doubt that Xemnas will follow at the tone of threat that his sentence held. Shutting her mind as if to control herself, she straightened up, though her hand was still clasped on the locks on Axel's hair, pulling it up with her. Hating to do it, she slowly and begrudgingly made her weapons disappear, and the let go of the hold that she had on Axel purposefully, but not before backhanding Axel in a loud smack strogn enough tosent him reeling back The sound kind of satisfied her enough to get some sort of tiny retribution, though she was quite irritated at the man who held much greater power than her. If only. Though, deep inside, she really half expected for this to happen with the suggestion, and for Xemnas to deny her of it.

Scowling, she simply glared. "Don't be surprised if something happens after this."

Xemnas blinked at the deep mark that now rested on Axel's cheek, sighing mentally. "I dare say not. That will be enough."

 

(TWTNW) Xigbar scoffed. "Larxene, whatever facade of animosity you have towards Axel, can it now. It isn't important in the least. After all, we have not shown you any so you can stop. Had you not been a traitor in the first place, you wouldn't have had a problem getting betrayed in the first place, now would you?" Xigbar let his words sink in and looked at Axel. "We have things to do like figure out what's going on, people! This petty stuff can wait. We don't even know yet how safe we really are. Think on that before you want to go offing each other. We may be all we have."

Xigbar turned and walked towards the exit of the room. "If we need to, Superior, perhaps we can just take the sleepers with us and get one of the battle cruisers if we are to leave here. I'll go check out the territory to see how alone we are." With that he stepped out into the hall, calling the sniper Nobodies to him and then sending them out to go survey the Castle and world. He could get reports back as he also went roaming to gather info.

(Twilight Town) Repliku frowned as Namine's hand went up but his sword relaxed to his side. He was not so happy to see the girl who had messed with his head and made him feel a fake promise was the only thing real to him. He now understood though what the problem was. Riku had obviously gone and left Castle Oblivion and somehow encountered Sora's Nobody. Yes, this was the one Vexen had been speaking of before his demise. It made sense now. "So you are Sora's Nobody. That clears up stuff. Whatever beef you have against Riku though, that's going to have to wait. I was made to be like him, but I'm not Riku and well, I'd advise you to leave him alone. He'd kick your butt."

 

Hey, can someone define Crossover characters?

Character Name: Pika_power
Age: Meh. I hate this catagory. Average aged Pikachu.
Homeworld: A pokemon Yellow cartridge.
Description: See Siggy or Avatar for image. The one with the blue jacket. Generally a cheerful fellow, Pika_power can be quite funny. He attempts to avoid as many fights as possible, by using a Rapier and acted extremely cocky. This often leaves him waving it around like a flag, hoping to catch someone's genitals. His life aspiration changes daily, but his current one is to get drunk on ginger beer.
History: A pet project of Tron. Many years ago, Ansem the Wise was a pokemon fan. As such, he owned a pokemon yellow cartridge. Because he loved his pokemon, he stored the data on his computer for safe keeping. When he disappeared into darkness, Tron took his prized pokemon, Pika_power, out of the cartridge, as the MPC was corrupting any superflous data that could be considered harmful. For 10 years, Tron added detail to him on and off, slowly building his character, his figure, everything he could need. When Sora came, Tron got the last bit of Data. This allowed his to finish Pika_power, and send him into the real world.
Abilities: Lightning abilities. He can shoot electricity from his cheeks, call down thunder, and do a skull bash. He missed the boat on volt tackle and surf, although he does have Animal Crossing sized pockets. He had a rapier that is long enough to slice the opponent's croutch if he is between their legs.


Either he comes into being, or I'm claiming Winnie the Pooh. (I suspect he has not yet been taken, right?)

 

OOC- Repliku, I'm waiting for you to reply. >.>

 

OOC: I think he needs Sora to continue..I knew letting Ansem have it was a bad idea,he isn't that active..

"After the poor performance you just gave me,I could take him blindfolded.."Roxas spat back at Riku..or whoever the hell he was.He rested his arms to his side and let his keyblades disappear in a burst of light.Namine's appearance was expected,and he had many questions to ask."..Alright,I'll bite..who's this poser,and why are we all back here?..''he asked the blonde girl impatiently.Fighting the impostor Riku put him in a bad mood,and he was ready to lash out at anyone if need be.

 

OOC: Yeah, I was hoping Sora would kind of get in there. Also, Sombre could hop in too. We'll just improvise though I suppose and keep going. Pika, when I said no crossovers, it kind of did imply no crossovers from other series than FF or Disney. I'm debating whether to let you do it or not as I don't think Pika would be so bad but if I did I'd have to make more exceptions. If you have other characters you want that would be better. You could have Pooh if you wanted or other characters as well. You do a good job with a lot of the fill ins in the other RP.

Riku yawned. "So, since we are kind of stuck waiting on sleepy head, want to train a bit? I could help you out with some moves and see how far you've come." Riku was kind of bored and there wasn't so much else to do at the moment. It was either spar Kairi or ponder going and getting some ice cream. Either sounded good to him at the moment but sitting around was kind of boring.

"I'm a Replica of Riku that Vexen made at Castle Oblivion. I don't really have another name but sometime I will think of one...I hope." Repliku was calming down now figuring that although Roxas was kind of heated still, Namine had it under control. "I don't know why we are back. I just feel like there's some reason like we're supposed to do something important maybe."

 

OOC: In the Wal-Mart RP, Pika can also play Demyx really well.

"I suppose that sums it up..." Naminé responded timidly, knowing that Roxas never really knew about what truly went on in Castle Oblivion, though she didn't find the need to explain thoroughly. And she was hesitant, knowing Axel's role in it, and not wanting to taint the image of his best friend, because, she was positive Roxas had never seen that side of Axel before. Hanging on to the blond's arm still, just in case, though it was weak, her gaze rested on the Riku Replica. She had known of her actions, and she felt guilty by looking at him, though on the bright side of things, he seemed to be...stable. Not wrought by the memories she was forced to place on him, and was more himself, as himself can be. Feeling a little awkward, regretful, she coudn't place it, she shifted her eyes, only to gaze back on Roxas, putting a small smile in a attempt to relax him. She had the feeling of saying something to this Riku, though it wasn't the proper time, she figured. "I honestly, don't know how we got back, or out of Sora and Kairi. But I agree, that there must be a reason, or that something made us be our own again. We couldn't have done this ourselves. I just don't know what kind of importance we have...or even whether to go back to Destiny's Islands, if we can..."

She almost feared that suggestion, knowing that the real Riku was there, and not wanting Roxas to launch himself at him too. Naminé hoped he understood Riku's reason, for helping his best friend, and while he was kind of cold to the days in the data world, without much thought of Nobodies, he had grown to learn his own opinion. And became much better with them for it. And she thought that Roxas had learn to accept his fate, though she also couldn't really blame him for having some bitterness left over for what happened before. Violence wasn't talking, however. And there was a better option.




"I'll be waiting here, then," Xemnas called out as Xigbar made his stance to go, pondering over if they should get the sleepers out of here, or if it was really worth the work without exactly how much their castle had changed. They seemed fine, so far, and it was best to keep them rounded in a specific room. He also had, after all, sensed some type of darkness that resided here before they reappeared, and it was questionable if someone made their premises when they were gone.

"As far as I know, the members of the basement were not in on this with us, so if you're talking about traitors being betrayed, maybe you should question Axel's actions more, if you made the mistake of keeping him when you have no idea what really went on in that damn castle!" Larxene snapped behind Xigbar's back as he left, enraged, though she didn't say much else, knowing Xigbar had some kind of point in the end of it all. She just hated the fact that they were all they might have. This group of people. No, creatures. Nobodies. Who half, if at all, did not care for one another enough, despite the fact that it was the lack of Hearts that made the reason for it. It still didn't quell the dark remnants Axel had left her back then, waiting to give back tenfold so ardently, and she should've known. Xemnas and Xigbar weren't ones to understand. She really didn't think her animosity was a facade, as it was so called, but she was aware that it would meet deaf ears. It wasn't just that Axel had double-crossed them in their plan rather than the effect, yet she did not bother to to focus on it.

Leaning her back on the wall, she gave a slight, bored look at Axel on the floor, wondering if he was going to act on what she had done, and kind of wanting him to so she can have a excuse to fulfill her thirst. She had a nagging on her mind to check out her room, whether it was still there, or whether her things were left untouched, yet on the move to Castle Oblivion, half of her belongings were still on her other room of that castle, seeing as they all got new resting quarters in the process. Could she go? Part of her wanted to get her items back, but another part of her wanted to avoid the memories there to be relived. Though now that she really thought about it, Larxene was curious just how Axel met his end.

"While I am wanting to know the truth of Castle Oblivion, as we were suspicious of Axel being the only one to return coincidentially, even more as I know Zexion, Vexen, and Lexaeus personally, what agenda, or problem, you have with him, can be taken care of in a appropiate time, if you are civil enough to wait. Right now, Xigbar had a made a good reason. While we may have hidden tension between us, we are here together, there's a place for everything, and this is not it. We need to figure how we got back, for what reason, and by whom, and the figure what to do from there. Understand this, Larxene," Xemnas stated blankly, locking the female in a intense and warning gaze, before lingering on Axel. He had been wanting to know what he had kept hidden when detailing them about what occurred, but knowing he would never outright admit it, and that the members present were gone, he had no sure chance of getting a proper reenactment.

But as said, in the appropiate time.

 

"..I don't know about you,but I'm going to find Hayner,Pence,and Olette..before the chance to be actual friends slips away from me..''Roxas said,heading for the exit with a determined look.Though he had never met the real three friends,he still felt..'connected' to them..he couldn't just waltz back to Sora..this was his chance..he could start over with them.Then he stopped,not wanting to leave Namine alone.He faced the young girl with a hopeful look,hoping she would come with him."..Want to..come with me?..Please?"he begged silently.Namine had sort of a..well,a knack for finding trouble.Maybe the poser Riku could protect her..but he couldn't trust a Replica to watch over her,especially one made by Vexen.

 

Naminé blinked, a bit startled when Roxas began to run out the front doors, a hopeful shine glittering in his cerulean eyes after what he said processed in her mind correctly. Tilting her head, she stared at the boy with understanding, and somewhat of a forlorn look as she frowned, remembering how much those three had meant to him, data or not. It was always the wish of a normal life, she knew, and she hated to halt him from trying to gain it. While he learned to accept his fate within Sora, and appeared happy with the decision, she also knew it was something he never wanted deep inside. But, the truth is, they had a reason to come back, by someone, to even Riku Replica being affected, and something might be set for them. They might be, even, being used already, and she didn't know how this will end. And as much as she truthfully disliked the thought, they belonged to Sora and Kairi. Yet...the chance of having a life, other than the ones they had before, ones that were better left alone, was sort of tempting, when she knew better.

She doubted she could change Roxas's mind, and the best route was to go with him, to at least avoid crucial matters.

Hearing his voice as if on cue, she saw him stop to wait for her, pleading for her to go with him, and almost naturally, she took a step forward, before reminding herself of Riku Replica. She didn't want to abandon him and leave him alone this way when he just came back, it was quite cold to do, and cupping her hands together, she eyed Roxas with a heartening stare, "Can...can he come with us? I promise, he won't be of any trouble..." Naminé hoped he understood, and, with him not being the real Riku, there wasn't any clear trouble, especially since he seemed less angry with him. "If something happened, we could all stick together."

 

Expecting a suggesting like that from the young witch before he even asked,Roxas had no choice but to nod.Going with a look-a-like of a..a 'rival' didn't go too well with him,but for Namine's sake,he'd try."..Fine..he can come..''he spoke in a calm,peaceful tone.He took a moment to glance at the Replica before eying Namine up and down.He found it hard to argue with a person such as her,since she only did what she thought was right.So,for her,he'd try and be the better man instead of the Replica