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Posted: Mon Jul 26, 2010 9:50 pm
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[Kichi :: Angel Grove :: Outside Red Rose]
Kichi didn't wait for Cory to start leaping to make a leap of his own, straight int the air, barely dodging the revblade, before gliding ove Cory, and to the other side of the battlefield, pushing his speed farther than ever before, into a jet glide. He didn't wait before firing off more ruin spells, which thankfully didn't take much Mana. He continued Jet gliding backwards, unleashing the homing ruin spells every few feet as he went. "Yeah, see, you live to cause pain! So much for being less selfish, HUH?!" he yelled, letting out another Bahamut's Rage, and a flare spell right behind it.
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Posted: Mon Jul 26, 2010 9:59 pm
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[Cory .:. Angel Grove .:. Outside the Red Rose]
Cory grinned as the spells continued heading his way, taking down his Armor on purpose to allow all of the hits to go his way. "That's the irony, Purple Stuff!" Cory was suddenly engulfed in all of white fire, allowing himself to become stunned and take the hits.
"Oh no, you got me!"
Blue and black fire exploded from within the white flames, followed by numerous crescent waves flying from the Revblade. Swing after swing, Cory sent Engine Forces Kichi's way, each one packed full of Cory's signature physical strength as he shouted, "You're not the only one who can play the distance game!" Even as he continued to swing with his right hand, he reached under his Ranger armor with his left, pulling out one of his two remaining potions before drinking it. Loser actually tried stun-locking me! Ha!
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Posted: Mon Jul 26, 2010 10:15 pm
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Jacob ║ Port Royal ║ Prison
What will you do with a drunken sailor, what will you do with a drunken sailor, what will you do with a drunken sailor early in the morning. Way hay and up she rises, way hay and up she rises, way hay and up she rises early in the morning.
Jacob propped himself up against the slate gray stone of the prison wall. It way cold and uncomfortable, but the solid surface helped reassure his spinning head. His stomach ached and moaned for food; his mouth cried for water. Almost as if on cue, he heard the ringing of a bell, the morning church bell: the feed bell. A bowl of slop was thrown haphazardly into his cell. The wood made a harsh clatter in the dirt, but instantly Jacob pounced onto the bowl and drained it in a gulp and a half; his water ration disappeared in less than that. He didn't have time to be afraid of dreams. He had a nightmare last night, but then again, he hadn't had a good nights sleep since that night. Earth was gone and he was in here. It all still felt like a lucid dream or a nightmare of some sort. First day, he wakes up in a tidepool, the salty water splashing up around him. Day two, he is attacked by heartless when he tries to take in his surroundings. On the third day of his imprisonment on this world, Jacob was locked up for assaulting a soldier. That man just rubbed him raw. Since then, he's been locked up in this cell. His throwing daggers lay in a chest but twenty feet from him, the key to his release, just another five.
Just as he thought about his daggers the need for it, his heart-bound weapons silently returned to him, his dagger pouches hidden just below his coal colored shirt. Jacob's eyes grew wide.
That never happened before...That shouldn't happen...Then again, what SHOULD happen? Wake up alone on a beach in the middle of nowhere, in what looks like the 18th century...I have daggers that don't leave my side, and I know how to use them...What is going on and WHERE THE @#$% AM I?
Jacob sat back in his cell against the scratchy straw bedding and wood floor, staring across to the empty cell, wishing that this all was just a dream, that he'd wake up in his bed, staring at the speckled ceiling.
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Posted: Mon Jul 26, 2010 11:09 pm
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[Cloud : Red Rose]
"Now wait a minute," Cloud's shock was replaced with anger, not surprisingly. Waking up to find the very form of 'antagonist' sharing a bunk with you was not a good way to start the morning. He wasn't scowling, though, and that was a good sign, although darned if Axel notice, his back being turned as he prepared to walk out the door.
Axel never got through the door, however, as the ship lurched. Cloud lost his footing almost immediately, caught entirely off guard, and Axel didn't fare much better. He slid back across the room, tumbling into Cloud and toppling him all over again as Cloud tried to grab a hold of something. When the ship finally stopped its lurching, Cloud had more than one bruise on him, and a sizable lump on his head.
... And Axel was on top of him, having landed across Cloud's back, painfully. He likely didn't realize he was the only thing keeping Cloud from getting up, or that he was even ON Cloud.
Cloud groaned. Why Axel? Why couldn't Kichi, or Leon, or, heck, a GIRL come to his room and wind up falling on top of him?
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Posted: Mon Jul 26, 2010 11:48 pm
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[Amy : Red Rose]
My head...
The world was fuzzy; all Amy could see was the floor, and slipped in and out of focus as black dots danced across her vision. A hand went up on instinct to touch a sour spot on her brow. It was tender to the touch. She blinked. Did she just get knocked unconscious?
My head is throbbing.
She sat up, the world gradually coming back into focus. She was in the hallway with the rooms, and the floor was leaning, the ship having tilted off balance in the crash. The last thing she could remember was Seymour walking down the hall... and Leon's voice. Being attacked...?
Well, dummy, next time hang onto something.
Amy stood up, going for the deck, where she intended to find out what had just happened. Sunlight spilled in from the outside world, causing her still jarbled self to think of a light at the end of a tunnel; she blinked against its brightness as she emerged. The first and most obvious thing was the numerous heartless pouring over the ground, crawling toward the Red Rose; the second was the Power Rangers themselves. Amy's jaw dropped. The Power Rangers?!?
She did not immediately recognize her friends, with their faces all covered by the various helmets, but upon considering their weapons close, she understood. It looked like Kichi was fighting, uh, somebody.
She smiled stupidly, thinking this but not dare saying it aloud. It's morphin' time. I. Am. Such. A. Geek.
She summoned her guns, and her dressphere was transformed into something new. New, and predominantly pink. Pink with white, entirely, with the symbol of a unicorn on each side of her helmet. She considered her outfit with disdain.
Oh, God, I'm Kimberly.
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 4:22 am
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{Kyle : Angel Grove : Outside Red Rose}
They just wouldn't stop coming! He'd send out an Earth Fang, tear up a line of them, then immediately have to defend himself. If he didn't have Kyla's spell on him, he probably would have been hurt quite a bit more. As it was, things were getting annoying. Kichi was off fighting Cory, NOT HELPING, against the horde of enemies. Granted, Cory was probably somewhat more difficult, but, nevertheless, many more Heartless than there were of Cory.
Sticking by Kyla, he focused on his task at hand. Not dying was pretty high up there. As well as protecting Kyla. Granted, she was doing a very good job herself. Still, if she ran out of magic he'd be there to help. Thrusting his blades into two Neo-Shadows at once, they were quickly dispatched. He followed that with another Earth Fang, ripping more to shreds.
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 10:30 am
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 10:39 am
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[Alan :: Angel Grove :: Outside the Red Rose]
The one known as Cory spoke: "So everyone told you about me, huh? Knowing them they probably spared no expense to 'warn' you about me, and used rather unkind words in describing me, right?"
"Yeah," Alan said, "pretty much." Alan blessed the face-mask he was now wearing. It saved him the effort of putting on a poke face. Cory was definitely one of the people he had been meaning to talk to, and he seemed willing to talk, but his approach was sudden enough that Alan wasn't sure exactly how to react.
Then, Riku and Jon swooped down on the pair of them, ordering Alan to strike and declaring their abiding enmity for Cory. Alan watched silently as words turned to violence. Despite their urgings, Alan had no desire to attack Cory, who's story he still wanted to hear. Cory had said something about 'what's really going on'. Had the others been keeping things from him? It wouldn't be a terrible surprise. Something in Jon's and Riku's virulence was simply too passionate. The fact that the others had no problem keeping huge secrets from Riku didn't alleviate his nagging suspicions.
Either way, Alan saw nothing to be gained by intervening in this fight. And, there were still Heartless to exterminate.
Alan jumped down to bring himself closer to the battle (and away from Cory and Jon).
"Heee~y!"
And now he was hearing things. Fantastic.
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 11:47 am
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 4:08 pm
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AldrickZearse Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 4:29 pm
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[Joe: Dining Car]
Joe was drying his hair with a towel when he walked out into the dining car. Seems like they'd landed as he was finishing his shower. Just as well, really, now he was clean, hair pulled up into a small, high ponytail so the wet hair didn't stay in his face OR weigh on his neck. Well, most of it. There was a small part of the front that stayed out, like some kind of helmet 'M'.
With a sigh, and a toss of the towel onto 'his' seat(he basically claimed that corner booth seat), the male followed after Dawn, fairly silent.
The sea breeze probably would've blown his hair around if it wasn't for the fact that his hair was still wet, but it was enjoyable, all the same.
"Mmm, I like the beach. Minus the sun and heat."
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 5:25 pm
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[ Sora ; Kyle : Train -> Clearing ]
All James would see upon opening the door was a thick cloud of golden dust, like a sandstorm had just blown through and was acting as a veil to cover the entirety of the Training Car. If he paid close attention (which wasn't difficult, due to his heightened senses), he would notice the dust seemed to be moving, flowing, as if the cloud contained a current all its own. However, as his words rang throughout, warning Kyle of their landing, the motion stopped completely. For a moment, there was no response; after a few seconds, however, all of the dust was suddenly being sucked into a single point, as if some sort of vacuum lie at the center.
Instead, once all was gone, Kyle stood, his arms in front of him as if he were meditating while standing. He opened his eyes rolled his shoulders back, and cracked his neck somewhat.
"Well, it's about time," Kyle said with an uncharacteristic (but seemingly entirely natural) southern drawl, chuckling to himself as he strolled out. "We need to get on the move. Considering the situation, I'd bet Port Royal is definitely under siege as is by the E-I-T-C."
With that, he began to jog toward the exit in the Stable Car, making his way out of the train.
Sora had already been out there, having jumped on top of the train to scout out the region. It was a bright morning; from his position, he could see they were near the city, but also near the cliffs. The sun, still just above the horizon, reflected brightly off the sea's surface.
"Hmm. Something feels off."
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 6:35 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 27, 2010 7:33 pm
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[ ??? --> Clearing]
What the hell?! I don't know how to-- 'You act like there isn't someone trying to KILL you, just do it! You've summoned heartless before, you know how to use the darkness, now USE IT!'
The girl pushed through her exhaustion, harder than she ever had possibly in her life. It was a matter of survival this time. She didn't know if her enemy was out for the count, ready for more, or even still there, but sure as hell she wasn't going to stick around to find out. Will power, all it took was will power, and if she didn't have any, well, she wouldn't still be alive. She concentrated on manifesting her darkness, recalling her anger and troubles to strengthen it. She had promised herself that she wouldn't use it again, just let it sleep and stay hidden. She didn't want to be that way. But this time she had no choice.
Noelle could feel it working more than she could see it. The portal wasn't ready yet, just a little more and she would have it.
'Keep going, you--' Got it!
The portal opened and she jumped at it without hesitation, mustering as much energy as she had left to get her through. For a moment all she could see was black, hearing her own pounding heart and ragged breath. Suddenly she was out . . . and falling.
. . . s**t. 'Where did your portal take you?!' Like I know! Who do you think I am, Malificent?! I don't know how to control these things!
The agromancer moments ago might not have thought she had enough breath in her to scream, but she did. The shrill burst of noise filled the air as she plummeted towards the ground. Noelle did the only thing she could think to do--cover her face with her arms and brace for a very brutal impact.
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Je suis a toi Vice Captain
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