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 Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 10:13 pm
[Souzourou]
{Don't we live in a beautiful world? And now a beautiful universe?}
[Traverse Town :: Second district -> First district]
Seeing Olum dodged the attack, he started coming up with a plan B. Then...he noticed his muscles weakening. They were straining to keep his hidden position. This poison was fast working. Then, the battle was over, and the girl with the tuning fork and the poison guy left.
He stayed up there, now leaning along the roof. The he heard Orielle. "I'm coming...!" He walked back and hopped off the roof on the side facing the door between the first and second districts, stumbling a little as he landed. "Poison. Sucks." he said with a chuckle, after regaining his balance. Then he walked over to her. "Don't touch this stuff....it's a weakening poison. Takes effect quickly. I don't think it's anything really major...or else he prolly would have had us dead already." he said. "Let's head back."
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 10:50 pm
[∫ ʋ ʓ ʋ ʁ ᾲ ɳ]
{You look like you fell down a tree and hit every possible branch on the way down.}
[Traverse Town :: First District]
Suzu growled as the cloaked person escaped, her dragon crashing into the building and taking a good portion of the bricks with it. She rose her scythe and shook it in anger. "Yeah! Run away you sore loser!" She shouted after him before she noticed a pain bite away on her feet, already her bare upper arms with burning and now she was standing in ankle deep acidic water.
"Crud!" Suzu jumped upwards merely because she started to notice the pain. She closed her eyes and tried to concentrate on her geomancy abilities, she strapped her scythe to her back and lifted one foot and gingerly put it atop the water, taping it to test her power. When she realized her foot didn't sink through, she placed her other foot atop the liquid as well. Suzu wobbled for a moment before gaining her balance. She raced over to Hefin, helping Soryuju by grasping the blacksmith's other arm. The Geomancer quickly began murmuring under her breath in rapid Japanese. The water began to stir under their feet as the water particles pushed up Soryuju and Hefin above the water, though laying upon it would still sting.
"Grahhhhh! Up with you! And for one, it's sa-shee-mee not sashooey! "
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 6:02 pm
NalΘ
"You...You will help us? Please, save this creature of the wood."Nalo glanced back to the chocobo before staggering up. They had to leave the poison, NOW. I have a bad feeling about this... Nalo felt lightheaded and could feel his heart thumping rapidly in his chest; he fell to the hard, rubble-littered street. His vision blurred and he was quickly unconscious.
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 8:03 pm
ΘяῥђɐʋϨ [Current Location: Orpheus - Traverse Town - First District -> Second District] “Death is the greatest thing that’s ever happened to me~!”  It almost seemed ominous for Nalo and Enyb how the man standing before them was able to sustain himself in the poison and toxins that litered the streets without a single problem. Orpheus was immune to the poisonous substinces, but for the two, he seemed to look more like an enemy rather than ally judging from how he dressed. However, despite his appearance, Orpheus still smiled at the feathered creature and bunny-eared humanoid, before bending down to take hold of the two. "Oh don't you worry, you're just interesting enough for master. If I had my way, I'd eat you both~" Orpheus said with a heartful chuckle, holding up a sleeve covered claw to his fanged smile for a moment, trying to hold back a brief cackle.
Before long, Orpheus would take Nalo first, casually tossing him over his bony shoulder. Orpheus felt like nothing but bones and flesh under the thin material of that cloth, and Nalo would have felt just how cold he was, even smelling a bit like recently dug soil... like he belonged in a graveyard. Next, with Nalo over his shoulder, and still having both hands free for the most part, he went to picking up the feathered bird, his eyeless face gazing right at Enyb before picking him up, being careful not to have his claws under his sleeves poke too roughly. With the two of them in hand, Orpheus would hurry to the second district where it was safer, but wanted to quickly return when he had the chance. After all, there were so many things happening, he couldn't let the chance pass him by. Especially with that interesting conversation the other fire-breather was having. It seemed like for some, things were getting personal, and he couldn't help but enjoy the drama.
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Arriving to the second district, Orpheus found himself able to see again. Of course, his site came from his masters point of view, seeing the world through Ayla's eyes, as she was now being carried by a young man. This allowed Orpheus to look at himself through Ayla's eyes, and finally observe the creatures he was holding. And only one thing came to mind when he did... They were cute!!! As odd of a trait as it was for an undead to have, Orpheus absolutely loved things he found cute in any way, and the mint-green colored bird was something he found to be just lavishing~ He wanted to give it a big hug, but spared it that as he went down the district a bit further where the poison had died down, and realized tha here, the poison had no longer much of an effect. He cheered when he saw Ayla, wanting to run over to his master right away, but first, he needed to do something with the rabbit-like humanoid, and the big bird, and started to hurry up to the hotel. Occasionally along the way, he would flick out his serpant tongue to find the way, but made sure to stay in Ayla's side, causing Wyatt to notice the undead in all black scurry by with a Chocobo and Viera.
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 9:12 pm
[Ⱥɬѳɣȿɩʋϛ]
"Let us try this one last time. My name is Aloysius…A-lo-see-us"
[Traverse Town :: Second District]
 Aloysius, opened his eyes to find himself, yet again, in a different place. These stupid portals were driving him bananas. And he still had no clue where his brother may be.
He did know two things. One: This place was different then where he was last, for sure. And two: It was also more populated.
He knew number two because as he walked out of an alley a strange looking being carrying a large bird and a creature that resembled a rabbit scurried by.
"That is definately not an everyday sight"
The Nobody stretched his arms and took in his surrounding; neon signs, wet streets from a very recent rain, and people scattered here and there. A city by all accounts, it even smelled bad, with some pollutant in the air (poison).
"May as well start asking about Diogenes" he said to himself and began searching for someone to speak with.
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Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2009 10:14 pm
Psalm Grasshopper [ Ӎіnα ]
{ Don't underestimate the light. } [Traverse Town : Mystical House] Mina felt the need to dust herself off after the spell ended, Merlin's powerful magic depositing them at their destination with a puff of smoke. This form of transportation was one she rarely experienced, but when she did she always found the need to pat down her clothes afterward. Like the smoke would stick to her pretty pink clothing, or something. Not that she really cared so much, the small mouse loved pink, loved being girly, and was proud of it. But if her clothes got dirty... meh. She'd just wash them later! "Pink is good!" she said, randomly. It made sense to her. Laughing, excited to be in Traverse Town -finally!- she hopped off the table, and approached Vain. He towered over her by four feet, a fact she didn't seem to mind. "Hi, there. I'm Mina." [[Vain]]
"Death out of a Father's Pride" ___[Traverse Town .:. Mystical House]
Vain scratched his head for a moment, not quite sure what had just happened. He stared down at the mouse before him, giving a little wave before saying, "Um... Hi. I'm Vain. Vain Paradine."
"Mercy out of a Father's Cry."
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 2:18 pm
[ Ѵ ͼ Ʀ ͼ Ѳ Ʀ ]
{A heart shed for power is the only heart of worth.}
[Traverse Town : First District]
A single chuckle could be heard from under the hood of the man opposite Zigmund. Nonchalantly, he brought his hands up and slid the hood slowly off of his head, revealing his face; the long, side-swept black hair; the fair skin... the golden eyes.
"Then allow myself to welcome you into the fold of the Conclave of Ruination," he spoke, looking into the eyes of the man who had so willingly followed him to death's door. "I am Vereor, the Veiled Gorgon and Second in Command of the Conclave. And you- what do you call yourself?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 3:41 pm
{[Elde]}
"Why does fortune...seem to strike the most kindhearted people? Is everything just pre-ordained?"
.:[Traverse Town: First District]:.
Elde watched and felt some relief that the attackers had decided to retreat. However, frustratingly, there was more fighting to be done. He understood why the kid he had been defending had to run off but… did he have to leave him alone with the large heartless that had randomly appeared?
This was strange for the first district and Elde was already weakened from getting hit hard twice and the acid rain, but heartless couldn’t be left to just run rampant.
“Alright you help everyone out…” he spoke to Sory quickly before he ran off. He shifted his weight, the acid splashing around his heels (he would be sure not to fall) as he turned to point his small sword at the heartless which were drawing closer to him. “…and I’ll take care of these oddities.” As he said this and the heartless finally drew close enough to him the reels on his sword began to slow…
DING! Cherry… DING! Cherry… DING! Cherry! MAGIC REELS= FLARE!
Phew… Elde thought, he had been holding his breath for that one, that could have been bad. Luckily it turned out fantastic. As the reels stopped and the lights flashed he closed his eyes and smirked as a huge explosion of crimson flames erupted from his tiny sword in a sphere shape, blasting the two(?) heartless for a good bit of damage and knocking them back.
Elde was blown back a bit and he was admittedly getting pretty tired. He stepped a little too hard in the liquid all around him and a tiny drop of acid splashed up and burned his already singed upper arms. The look on his face was not one of concern but he admittedly needed help.
((I’m being ambiguous about the heartless because I’m not exactly sure what they, or it looks like. What IS a wheel of Torture? Anyway hope this is okay for now))
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 4:33 pm
[Wyatt: Traverse Town: Second District]
Wyatt noticed from the corner of his eye that Ayla had pulled out a black needle and was holding it like a dart. Also, he saw that she was staring at Vereor.
What is that needle for and why is she staring at that guy? She does not plan to throw it at him does she?
After Wyatt thought that he listened to Vereor's answer to his and Zigmund's question.
So, he isn't going to tell me. Oh well, I can find out later. As for now I should be taking Ayla to a safer spot.
As Wyatt was think this he saw Vereor break the ice on the first district door and then open it. Wyatt watched Vereor and Zigmund enter into the first district. After he watched them leave he was going to go to the church, but then saw Orielle go to the first district door. He watched her open the door and saw that the gas that was once seeping out of the door was no longer in the first district. However, he did noticed the green liquid on the ground.
So, should I still take the girl to higher ground? No, the gas is no longer coming out she should be safe. However, if she still wants me to carry her I will
With that thought Wyatt, then said " It looks like the gas is gone, so I think we are safe and I don't think we need to go to higher ground. However, if you still want me to take you to the church, then I will still take you. Or if you need me to carry you anywhere else, then I will."
After Wyatt said that, he saw Orpheus carrying a big bird and a Viera. Also, Wyatt noticed that that Orpheus was heading to the hotel.
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 4:53 pm
Zigmund
Traverse Town> Second District
Zigmund took in the appearance of his new leader. The man's eyes drew his attention in particular, they were a solid gold, like a beast looking out from someone's nightmare.
Zigmund, in the end, was no fool. He was cold, arrogant, ruthless, insane, and inhuman, but not a fool. He knew he was following this man into the deepest abyss, but he just didn't have the heart in him to care about anything else. His research and power: that was all that mattered to him. And this man was giving him a free ticket to expand these things.
Resigning himself to that, Zigmund gave the man his answer.
"I call myself Zigmund now. I take it I'll also need a code name?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 4:57 pm
HEARTLESS (Guillotine and Wheel of Torture) [Traverse Town; First District] The guillotine that had been blasted back thanks to Elde's attack bounced onto its back and soon stood again. The guillotine was like a torture device used during medevil times to chop off a persons head. It was mostly black and its dark yellow eyes were located at the base of the contraption.
The Guillotine then bounced right at Elde and instantly used its blade and chopped part of Elde with its sharp blade. The blade itself (while still attached to a rope) could change directions instead of going straight down. It stood poised and ready to fight the humans that had upset her master.On the other hand the Wheel of Torture (kinda like the oogie boogies wheel that in the boss battle that spun uncontrolably) flew back only a little because of its size. It then started to spin quickly and looked ready to throw right at its opponents. There was no way the puny humans could beat these torture objects.
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 9:42 pm
[םȋѳɕҽȵҽʂ]
"Make it easier on yourself and tell me what you’re thinking, I already know”
[Traverse Town :: First District :: Rooftops ]
 A dark figure sat in the shadows watching the activities below. His legs were hanging over the edge and the man was looking down from the top of a two story building. The Zilart stretched his arm and glanced down at the two heartless.
They were creatures he was more than familiar with, they were the last thing he remembered from his other life. Though these two seemed much stronger than the others. Either way, these particular heartless were of no interest to him
"Let those children handle it" He said to himself, smirking as he listened to the action below him.
Patience was of the essence right now. And Diogenes was a very patient man. He quietly sat and waited for an opportunity to present itself to him. The Nobody was confident that his questions would be answered soon.
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 5:11 pm
: - {άℓєχάηdѓά} - : |My allegiance lies with no one, but I am no bounty hunter.| : - {Traverse Town : First District} - :
Alex's muscles ached and burned as she moved, evident of the many bruises hiding underneath her clothing. Her left arm still hung limply at her side, but she was starting to feel the stinging. That was at least somewhat good. She missed most of what went on between the spear wielding boy and the girl, concerned with staying as dry as possible.
At the commotion of getting to higher ground, Alex took a deep breath and went after the Heartless that had appeared. She slid into place next to another man with a sword with reels (Elde). She shot him a grin and said, "Need some help?" Alex efted her sword off her shoulders and stared at the Heartless. Her eyes lit up with a strange look of glee as the blade glowed a blood red color again, only this time it was much brighter and fuller than before. I got one shot at this before my magic's out until I can rest. I better make it worth it, she thought, turning to the Heartless.
Tiredness pulled at her, but she fought it off and charged, sword raised to slash at Wheel of Torture heartless.| I simply hunt Heartless, nothing more. If you need that, then I am your girl.|
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 9:55 pm
[ Ѵ ͼ Ʀ ͼ Ѳ Ʀ ]
{A heart shed for power is the only heart of worth.}
[Traverse Town : First District]
"Indeed. The name is a representation of who you are as a whole- your personality, your strengths... I think you get the picture," he responded, shrugging his shoulders before seeming to look interested as he glanced to the side, as if distracted by something on the wall. Suddenly, he rolled his eyes before grabbing once more at his hood to lift over his head, thus drowning his face in shadow once again.
"And it seems the other person I was sent to collect has just arrived," he mused, chuckling somewhat before opening a Corridor of Darkness to his side. "If you'd like to come with me, you may do so, but if you don't, worry not- I'll come pick you up."
With those final words, he stepped into the Corridor.
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As Vereor stepped out of the 'portal' of sorts, he was glancing off of the side of the building whose roof he was standing on. There was nothing there; rather, he simply didn't bother turning to find the person who he'd come for, who was on the other side of the roof's arch. The male Nobody (Diogenes) would have felt the darkness from the Corridor, and would have noticed a sudden mind behind him as he watched the Heartless below. Vereor, however, made sure to remain out of sight; he didn't even bother speaking... merely thinking.
Good evening, Mind Reader.
Should Diogenes attempt to read his mind, the Zilart would get very little detail, though it would be enough. His name (first name and Conclave Title, anyway), the previous conversation he'd had with Zigmund just now. Vereor, it seemed, knew to form a mental barrier- how or why... well, those were just two more questions, weren't they?
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 10:13 pm
[Fal'Navi] "...The shadows beckon." [Castle Oblivion] Fal'navi roared with pure fury, aiming the point of his spear towards Zekvyr, his armored feet pounding against the castle floor. "I WILL KILL YOU!" He yelled, his helmet falling backwards and onto the floor as he approached. Take my prey, will you? Well, then I'm going to mount your head on the wall and laugh about your petty attempt to stop me, drow. The Wrathful Dragon was closing in on his new target, and he would not stop until Zekvyr was nothing more than another corpse on Fal'navi's kill list.
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