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 Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 9:22 am
 Table of ContentsI. Table of Contents (You are here!)
II. Story
III. Rules
IV. Character Form
V. Characters
VI. The Current Story
VII. Inventories and Store
VIII. Munni System FAQ
IX. Reserved
X. First Post
WARNING!
This RPG will contain spoilers for the first Kingdom Hearts game and possibly Chain of Memories!
If you have not finished the game, please turn back now!
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 9:23 am
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 9:24 am
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 9:25 am
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 9:26 am
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 9:28 am
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 9:29 am
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 9:30 am
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 9:31 am
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 9:33 am
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2006 12:31 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2006 3:51 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 3:50 pm
-~x~-
... you...
Her brunette hair whipped about her head as she whirled around.
Behind her, curled up in a corner, face buried into her knees, sat a little girl with long, ivory hair. The child wore a pearl dress, great and fluffed with frills and lace. Even her skin and the bow in her hair were white; there seemed to be no color in the child.
"Hey there," she said, approaching the girl. Up close, the girl seemed even more frail, and she didn't even seem truly alive; she seemed more like a wraithlike doll. "What's wrong?"
Go...
She barely caught the word; the girl's voice was hardly a whisper. Was it really the child's voice, though? It seemed as if the voice came from deep within her... but that was silly. Of course it was the child speaking. There was only she and the girl, right?
"Go?" she repeated, kneeling down in front of her.
Go...
"Go where?" She frowned. What in the world was wrong with this kid?
Go...
"Finish your sentence!" she growled, frustrated. She shrieked. The girl snapped her head up. Even her eyes were wrong! The white girl's eyes were the color of blood -- and the entirety of her pupil and iris were white!
Demon child, demon child!! she thought frantically, leaping away from the deranged girl.
GO AWAY!!!
A sudden wind gusted up. It slammed into her and sent her flying. She flailed and shrieked, grasping for some invisible handhold. Her foolish actions were in vain; she spiraled into the darkness, falling and falling and...
Rowan awoke with a shriek. She bolted upright, twisting her hands in the blankets. She sat there, panting. Footsteps hammered across the house and the door was tore open. She barely noticed Kassidy's lean form in the doorway, nor the Gunblade grasped tightly in his hand.
"Heartless?!" he demanded, aqua eyes narrowed. He stared at Rowan for a minute, and she suddenly regained her composure.
"What's 'Heartless'?" she asked.
"..." Kassidy continued to stare at her.
"Oh -- oh! I'm okay." She smiled sheepishly. "I'm okay. Just... just a nightmare." And a freaky one at that.
"... breakfast," was Kassidy's only response. He simply turned and left. Rowan stared at the doorway for a minute, slightly bewildered. She shrugged it off; Kassidy never was one for words.
She slipped out of the covers and searched for an appropriate dress for the day. There would be no training, for it was Rowan's shopping day. She settled into a fancy, elegant black dress with red ruffles. She looked at herself in the mirror, then made a face. Her hair... something needed to be done about it.
Her normally beautiful brunette hair was splayed all across her head in an unorganized manner. Her natural honey highlights and milk chocolate undertones seemed to run wild with her hair, making her look like a striped chocolate ice cream cone. She huffed and sat down at her desk, promptly attacking her strangely unruly hair with brush and comb.
Having finally managed to tame her hair, she decided to plait it. She spent a good while doing so, and by the time she had finished, she still hadn't finished with her wardrobe. There was one last step left: accessories. After equipping some gold jewelry, Rowan looked back into the mirror. She nodded, satisfied. Good: now, she was suitable for going out into public.
When Rowan walked into the kitchen-slash-dining room, Kassidy looked up from his food -- and stared.
"... just shopping...?" he remarked, arching an eyebrow bemusedly.
Oh my God, he said more than one word in one sentence! Rowan exclaimed mentally. Outwardly, she said, "Of course I'm just going shopping. What, is there something wrong?"
"... not a ball?"
"Never!" Rowan gasped at the thought, and her hands flew to her mouth. "What are you talking about?! This isn't a proper ballroom dress!!"
"... right." And he returned to his meal.
Rowan stared at him, half-indignant, half in shock. This is the most he's ever said to me, she thought faintly. She slowly sunk into a chair. She looked down at the breakfast and paused.
"... rice? Again?"
"... yes."
"Why can't we have something propor for breakfast? Just once?"
"... like?"
"Why, like sugared fruits and pastries and pourridge and such!" Rowan exclaimed. "Haven't you ever had a proper breakfast in your life?!"
"... this is proper."
"All you ever eat is rice dishes," Rowan said huffily. "Rice for breakfast, rice for lunch, rice for supper. The only time you don't eat rice is when you're having your light afternoon snack, which is fish!"
"..."
"That's it. When I go out today, I'm going to buy ingredients to make a GOOD meal!" Rowan said, pouting as she picked up her chopsticks.
"... you cook?"
"Are you mad? Of course I can't cook."
"..."
"I'm also hiring someone to cook it for us."
Kassidy sweatdropped.
-~x~-
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 4:48 pm
Username: IchigoXSora
Character Name(s): Ichigo
Gender: Female
Age: 15 (real life I'm 13)
Alignment: ?
Appearance: Sora's outfit fit for a Women. Long Pink Hair. Looks alot like Sora, but but those things.
Personality: Lieks to be with Sora, Flirty, Strong... Werid >>;;
Homeworld: Earth (now is in Disney Kingdom with Sora)
Weapon: Keyblade, Crown inshaped Fan
Brief Biography: Used to live on earth by herself. Then seen Sora on a rainy Day, Became Well good friends and All that other good stuff. I wrote a book on it all. Well put.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 6:38 pm
IchigoXSora Username: IchigoXSora Character Name(s): Ichigo Gender: Female Age: 15 (real life I'm 13) Alignment: ? Appearance: Sora's outfit fit for a Women. Long Pink Hair. Looks alot like Sora, but but those things. Personality: Lieks to be with Sora, Flirty, Strong... Werid >>;; Homeworld: Earth (now is in Disney Kingdom with Sora) Weapon: Keyblade, Crown inshaped Fan Brief Biography: Used to live on earth by herself. Then seen Sora on a rainy Day, Became Well good friends and All that other good stuff. I wrote a book on it all. Well put.
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