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 Posted: Wed May 28, 2008 3:45 pm
[Yazoo is wherever Luc is, so they're near the lab...I was confused]
Yazoo snaps up his arm, several points in his arm glowing various colors....aiming Velvet Nightmare at the person, slitted green eyes focusing. " Hmm?"
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Posted: Wed May 28, 2008 5:49 pm
The young turk stepped foward, She moved with stealth that not even a footstep was heard.As she creeped up to Vai, Elena slowly drew out her weapon. Could never be to careful.
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((Um..Im going to assume the crazy one has blood on her yes? Forgot.If not I can edit.))
Lucrecia's eyes darted into the direction of Akai, her went pale. "It's her.." She whisperd to Yazoo. "She's very dangerus..We must get out of here."
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Posted: Wed May 28, 2008 6:05 pm
Lucrecia Crescent (( Well, Who is it you are trying to cosplay on you're character? ))
"As I thought. Yes, I know her. I thought I told her to stay out of there..She's not one to listen when she gets her mind set on something." With a soft shake of her head, Elena walked up the small steps leading to the entrance of the large building, known as the Shin-Ra building. ~~~~~~~~ Lucrecia looked more then puzzled. Who was Yazoo? She'd never heard of him. How did he know her? The young women looked breifly back to him, his eyes ever so familour to her. "...I don't understand..." But, understanding or not, she still wanted to get out of the groomsome sight and somewhere she knew was safe.
Again, she heard the sounds again. With that she slipped up to hide behind Yazoo. If he was going to protect her, then this would be a start. "We need to get out of here!" ((I'm trying to cosplay as Roxas since he's the character I'm on here.))
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2008 3:20 am
(( So far, I would say you're doing okay. ))
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Posted: Fri May 30, 2008 9:27 pm
Thanks. Also If anyone like MVs of Final Fantasy VII just Look for my username on Vj. Again please pm me on what's happening on the forums weekly because I'll be way for a couple of weeks in june.))
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 12:29 pm
Akia thanked Miilo with a bow and headed off to the bed chambers to go get Azurite. She came to a couple of rooms and was unsure of which one he was resting in so she called out, hoping he would hear her.
"Azurite, we've made it back to Midgar! Are you still coming along?!"
She was not use to calling out, but she didn't want to leave him behind. Patiently she waited for a response, hoping he would answer.
Kioni stood quietly on her shoulder, preening as he waited with his master.
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 7:59 pm
The first floor was completely clear of dangers, or so it seemed. The shadows of the corners seemed to slowly grow, the room very gradually growing darker as Nihil and Vai entered the lobby. "Elena, we'll need you to direct us. Though I'm still going to keep point." Vai said, her voice slightly ethereal, her eyes always watching forward.
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Miilo smiled a little as he heard Akia calling to her friend, tapping his heel against the floor. Azurite's bed would suddenly tilt under guidance of the floor towards the middle of the room to dump him out of it, before quickly dropping back, as if it had never moved.
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The grin only grew as Akai saw the gun pointed at her, her own eyes focusing on the wielder. "Hello there..." She said, her voice raspy, the scent of blood rising quickly into the air with her breath as she began to slowly move towards the two. "I smell darkness."
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 3:13 am
(( Boy..I can't remember which floor it is. I even looked up online but cant find it. So i'm going to guess. If anyone remembers, let me know so I can edit. For now, we'll go with it.The higher number it is the higher up it would be in the building right? o.O So..uh..I'll guess a lower one for down....I suck. lol.))
"Sure. We need to take the elevator down to the 1st floor. That will take us to the lab, where I would beleive her to be.If anything is going down, She may be heading for the hall to the elevaters,too." With that, Elena motioned for the two to follow, pointing at an elevator ahead of them.
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"Yazoo.." Lucrecia began, dropping her voice to a whisper that only he could hear. "Are you sure you know what you're doing? " She didn't know his skills, doubted him to be as good with a gun as Vincent was. Speaking of Vincent, where was he?
This wasn't the time to be thinking about that, but she did have a new worrie on her mind besides the crazy women present.
"Be careful.."
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 3:34 am
(( And for a random post. Trying to work something out with my character here so just yeah..ignore it I guess. ))
Meanwhile, oblivious to what was going on outside with there friends, Aerith and Sephriea were inside a small clothes shop.The very same one Aerith got poor Cloud into a dress.
"First step, Sephriea. We need to find you something more to suit you. Turn you into a young lady!" She began to look through the clothes rack.
"But........." Sephriea began.
"No buts! You told me you want to be diferent, Right? "
"Well..I don't want to make him uncomfortable, Copying off someones look is kind of dumb, huh? I mean..I want to be myself..Not what Hojo hoped I would become. " Sephriea sat down on a chair while she spoke, her hands idoling over a random outfit. She didn't pay that much attention to it but for a second, it cought her eye. After a breif pause, she pulled it off the rack.
"....Hey! ...This one looks really ---"
"I love it!" Aerith broke in, which made the young Sephriea laugh. It was so her, she would fall in love with anything 'cute'.
It looked someone like Tifa's outfit, only a bit diferent.Instead of black, it was the purest white leather. And it was all one peice rather then two.The top was more formed into a corset look, but more..pure rather then flashy.It had the same skirt like look at the back like Tifa's as well, along with mesh drapeing down slightly.
"Go try it on, I want to see how it looks on you. You will look adorable! While you do that, I'll look for shoes to match. " Sephriea didn't say another word, before going into the dressing room, while Aerith looked for shoes.
"Hmmm....These would match well. I wonder if this is a set?" She blinked, picking up a pair of knee high boots, which looked like the ones Yuffie wore even, only these were vynal.
(( SORRY. I've been trying to think of ways to change Sephriea. I am HORRIBLE at disgribeing things and clothes even worse, I gotta try to draw it out. Heh heh..can anyone draw? So I had to do this long, boring post. Don't read if you don't want to. I'd advise you not to, so that you don't fall alseep. =) ))
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 9:04 am
((I've been out of RPing for so long..it might take me a bit to get back into the swing of things.))
He'd been gone for some time. His attentions having been elsewhere, he had lost track of the events that have unfolded during his absence. But now he had returned.
He had no intention. No direction. No mission. And that was a bad thing.
He moved silently through the slums of Midgar, his footsteps making no sound. His motions were precise yet erratic. His demeanor was quite offsetting.
Perhaps this is why a group of petty thugs thought it funny to attempt to harass him. Perhaps they thought that this strange figure, though decked out in all manner of blades, would be a simple target. Perhaps they thought they could get some sort of glory or wealth from attacking him. Whatever it was that they did think of it, they were wrong.
He never understood why they behaved like this. He couldn't comprehend where their unfounded arrogance came from. They lived as if they ruled. They behaved as if they would live forever. Yet humans would constantly do the very things that would get themselves killed.
They surrounded the figure, a few with chains in their hands, some with knives. All the leader had was a lit cigarette. Full of self-worth, the leader approached the figure. He even blew smoke in the figure's face as if it were intimidating to their intended victim. He became irritated when no response was given.
Silly humans. They always did think they were the most powerful creatures to walk whatever sphere they dwell on. No fear would be given to this lot. They weren't even worth a drop of sweat. Instead, the figure did the one thing he knew would anger the group. He snickered.
As expected, this caused the leader to look to his fellows, who jeered and provoked him to do something stupid. Which, of course, he willingly did. He attempted to attack the figure. Instead, he felt his lungs collapse as the being thrust a blade into his chest twice, rapidly enough that the leader didn't have time to wince between the blows.
The leader collapsed to the ground, writhing in agony as his body suffocated. The figure stood as he had been standing the entire time, a few drops of blood falling from the small dagger in his right hand.
The humans now stood in silence, watching. The figure stooped to pick up the leader's still-lit cigarette. Examining it as he rose again, the figure shook his head. The others had begun to grumble amongst themselves, gathering what courage they thought they had.
Then they watched as the figure crushed the cigarette between his fingers. Sparks flew as the burning paper fragmented under the pressure.
Then it was over. Before the sparks reached the ground, the figure moved. That was really the only word to describe it. There were no footfalls. There was no action that their eyes could catch. It seemed as if he simply just moved. Then he walked away. Then they realized that their throats had each been cut, along with their Achilles tendons and wrists.
They could only collapse to the ground, feeling only pain. They could not scream, for their vocal cords had been severed. They could not flee because their legs could not carry them. They could only feel the blood as it left their bodies.
The figure left silently, never having spoken once.
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 5:43 pm
(( Welcome back? lol. I'm going to just do another random post so if you actaully wanted something to post back to, You'll have the chance. If not, just ignore this. Just trying to get Angelina back in for one of my idea's is all so thought this would be a nice oppertunity. ))
There was a faint flash of light where the collapsed men lay. A soft aura flowed around a young women, whom now was kneeling before them. For them, it looked as though an Angel from heaven came to take them to the heavens, but they werent exactly pure. Why would they go? She wore a elegant white dress, carrieing a golden staff.A crystal pulsed faintly in which was incased in wings surrounding the crystal.Her long blond hair flowing gently in the soft breeze, rested just below the back of her knees.
Through the pain they had felt, it would almost be impossible for them to realize she had took both there hands. The glowing aura seemed to flow from her, to them.The pain slowly began to fade, replaced by warmth.
"You have been givin one chance, and one alone. Please, Change you're heart for the better. Picking fights, Will not get you anywhere. I leave the choice to you.."
With that, she stood and walked away from the scene. They would be fine, until they decided to start trouble again.
(( Just gunna say...She didn't see Zaxoth..or...is that the same guy or Kor? o.o ))
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 7:32 pm
Sephriea Noir (( Just gunna say...She didn't see Zaxoth..or...is that the same guy or Kor? o.o )) ((Yeah, it's Zaxoth.)) He was aware of what was happening behind him, but he didn't care. He had done what he had done, and that was that. If they wanted to suffer the same fate again, he would gladly mete it. No, he was done with them for now. He continued to silently move about the slums, seeking something to occupy himself with doing.
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2008 11:12 pm
He entered a place where the humans' own human dregs had set up their own attempt at civilized living. The people below the metal construct were, for all intents and purposes, the waste product of their own society, yet even these had some sense of community. For what it was worth.
The figure silently moved through the winding streets carved into the non-living garbage that had accumulated. He snorted as he smelled the air that escaped what he understood to be some sort of dining hall, although the scent told him that even the Old City would not have fed such substances to even their prisoners.
Of course, he noted, that was because the people of the Old City were artisans in every aspect of life. They would have found it an offense to be expected to have anything like that come from their kitchens. Even the beggars who had to glean from the scraps of waste troughs ate better.
It was a curious thing that humans in this condition still believed themselves to be worth anything at all in the grand design. No, the way Fate was played, even the pawns could trample such as these.
Which made it all the more curious that one of them should try to steal from him. Of all the arrogance. But no matter. This one found his one hand holding the other as he screamed in agony. He even tried to beg for mercy as the figure pointed the blade that had extended from his wrist toward the human's throat.
And the others. They began to gather to watch the spectacle. Some of them cheering the scene on, some blathering on of their own sense of justice. What justice was there in a society that was ruled by the thieves that took the most from its citizenry? A sneer on his lips, the figure prepared to strike a killing blow..
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Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2008 11:35 pm
Aerith, and a newly dressed younger female walked down the path of the ever so unpleasent Wall Market. Why two girls would go to that place was just a bit strange if they weren't mass killers. As they continued there way, Aerith stopped for a moment. "Do you hear that?"
She could hear the sounds in the distance, of what sounded to be a brawl. People cheering on someone, and some not so much. This didn't seem like anything good.
"Maybe we should go take a look.."
Without awaiting for a answer from Sephriea, Aerith hurried down into the sound of commotion, Only just in time to see what was about to happen.
"Stop!!" The sound of metal against metal grinded together, as she blocked the blade from nearly killing the human with her staff. She knew not what had happend, but to her, killing was not a option,no matter what.
"What do you think you're doing?? Why must everything end so violently? Please stop. What has this man done to trigger such a violent act? "
Sephriea ran up to the scene from behind, but instead of doing a thing, she kinda just stood to the side. She was still learning about how to settle things herself, without violence thanks to Aerith..
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Aerith Gast Gainsborough Captain
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 5:13 am
He could have killed her already. It wasn't as if he hadn't heard her coming. But there was something intriguing about this one, as well as her companion. With a flick of his wrist, the blade disappeared beneath his sleeve.
He glanced to the human for a moment. "You may keep your life for now. Find a real profession, and take your hand with you." The man had hesitated until the figure waved him away. Then there was seemingly nothing that could be done to keep him there.
Examining the interrupter, he muttered, "He was a thief. Tried to take something from me. I dare say he won't be attempting that again in a hurry."
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