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soutou

PostPosted: Mon Apr 23, 2007 6:01 am


.[enter].

Welcome to Des' quest for a Heartless. A dark quest, a mysterious quest, a quest with a mind of its own. Watch your back now, it's not for the weak of heart. One misstep and you may suddenly find yourself without.

Beware the darkness born of people's hearts.


.[map].
{1}...enter
{2}...heartless
{3}...ansem reports
{4}...the last act
{5}...begin again
{6}...powers
{7}...warden
{8}...credits
{9}-{15}...reserved
PostPosted: Mon Apr 23, 2007 6:57 am


.[heartless].


Heartless are the darkness in man’s heart. They do not have a body or a soul; they are simply the remainder of a corrupted heart. They travel in large groups and multiply rapidly. They respond to the living and once they absorb a victim’s heart, the person vanishes without a trace. Those who lose their hearts to the Heartless become Heartless themselves. They appear to lack emotion, but they certainly have intelligence. They obey stronger Heartless, Nobodies and a human with a will strong enough to conquer them.

There are two types of Heartless: Pureblood and Emblem. Pureblood Heartless lack the emblem because they have not been created through science. Purebloods are simply the collective darkness of a destroyed heart, a corrupt heart. The bigger they are, the stronger they get. The strongest control the weaker. They seek out hearts to consume relentlessly, a slave to their desires.

Emblem Heartless were created from science when Xehanort, one of Ansem’s apprentices, created a machine to replicate the conditions of a pureblood Heartless. Successful, the man created Heartless, but in order to keep his Heartless separate, he gave them a symbol. There are many more varieties of Emblem Heartless. They are sent to kill the Keyblader whereas the Pureblood are drawn to hearts only to consume. When Emblem Heartless are killed, they disappear in a black mist and “their” heart –a corrupt heart- is released to join Kingdom Hearts.

soutou


soutou

PostPosted: Mon Apr 23, 2007 7:20 am


.[ansem reports].


Who better to tell the tale of the Heartless than the very man who experimented with him. Do not be fooled by the reports’ names. They were written by Ansem’s apprentice, Xehanort. The following are records of the experiments on people’s hearts preformed by the six apprentices and the Heartless they created.

Ansem Report 2

It is my duty to expose what this darkness really is. I shall conduct the following experiments:

- Extract the darkness from a person's heart.
- Cultivate darkness in a pure heart.
- Both suppress and amplify the darkness within.

The experiments caused the test subject's heart to collapse, including those of the most stalwart. How fragile our hearts are! My treatment produced no signs of recovery. I confined those who had completely lost their hearts beneath the castle.

Some time later, I went below and was greeted by the strangest sight.
Creatures that seemed born of darkness... What are they? Are they truly
sentient beings? Could they be the shadows of those who lost their hearts in my experiments?


Ansem Report 3

The shadows that crawl beneath the castle... Are they the people who lost their hearts, or incarnations of darkness? Or something entirely beyond my imagination?

All my knowledge has provided no answer. One thing I am sure of is that they are entirely devoid of emotion. Perhaps further study will unlock the mysteries of the heart.

Fortunately, there is no shortage of test samples. They are multiplying underground even as I write this report. They still need a name. Those who lack hearts... I will call them the Heartless.


Ansem Report 4
The Heartless appear in groups, and are multiplying rapidly. I've provided them both living and nonliving samples. They've responded only to the living. They seem to multiply after absorbing something from the living creatures. Their prey vanishes without a trace.

I believe the Heartless are taking hearts. They are born from those who've lost their hearts, and thrive on hearts seized from others. The hearts taken by the Heartless become Heartless themselves.

Though I lack proof, I am confident in this hypothesis. I must also study their behavioral principles. Though they lack emotions, they do seem to have some intelligence. How to communicate with them?

It's just occurred to me: Could they be the darkness in people's hearts?


Ansem Report 5
To study the Heartless behavior, I picked one out for observation. It wiggled its antennae and, as if sensing a target, headed deep into the castle. In the deepest part of the castle, its antennae began vibrating, as if searching for something. Suddenly, a strange door appeared. I'd never known of its existence.

I had a large keyhole, but didn't seem to be locked. So I opened the door. What I saw on the other side mystified me. What was that powerful mass of energy. That night I observed a great meteor shower in the sky. Could it be related to the door that I have opened?


Ansem Report 6
A massive core of energy lay beyond the door sought by the Heartless. It may be the ultimate goal of the Heartless. But what is that energy? I have devised a hypothesis, based upon my observations of the Heartless.

The Heartless feed on other's hearts, and they yearn for that energy core. That thing beyond the door must be a heart, too--the heart of this world. There is no proof, but, having felt that immense energy, I am certain. That was the heart of the world.

The Heartless are trying to take hearts not only from all living creatures, but from the planet itself. But what do they mean to do with the heart of the world?


Ansem Report 8
There is no doubt that the Heartless are deeply connected to the people's hearts. Further study may unravel both their motivations and the mysteries shrouding the heart.

As a start, I have built a device that artificially creates Heartless. By recreating the conditions that spawn the Heartless naturally, I should be able to produce them artificially. This device is the culmination of all my research thus far. The machine's test run successfully created a Heartless.

This may be a step toward creating a heart from nothing. The artificially and naturally created Heartless showed nearly identical traits. But the two types remain distinct for the purpose of the experiment. So, I will mark the ones that are created artificially.


Ansem Report 10
Just as people have hearts, so do worlds. The same can be said of stars in the night sky. And deep within each world lies a door to its heart. The Heartless desire those hearts. Born out of darkness in people's hearts, they seek to return to a greater heart.

Yes that's it. The Heartless come from people's hearts, as does the darkness. Is the core of the world's heart the world of the Heartless? I will pursue the answer there and become all knowing.

My path is set. I shall seek out the wielder of the Keyblade, and the princesses. My body is too frail for such a journey, but I most do this. I will cast it off and plunge into the depths of darkness.


You will note some numbers are missing. I did not include reports that I felt didn't have direct relevance to this quest.
PostPosted: Wed Apr 25, 2007 7:23 am


.[the last act].


Hearts.

Its antennas twitched. There were hearts coming, it could feel it. Its brethren sensed the small shift. Three hearts, there were three coming. Antennas twitched again. Yellow eyes flashed. It was a pure heart; it couldn’t detect a shred of darkness lurking around it. A heart that pure could surely bring it to the core!

Core.

It needed to get to the core. They needed to get to the core! To find the core, the burning desire of every Heartless. The core was the Heartless’ only desire. If they gathered enough hearts, they would get there. No Heartless knew how they’d get there, instinct just told them that they would if they gathered enough hearts. How much was enough? The Heartless didn’t know that either. The only solution was to gather and consume until it happened.

Gather hearts.

It could hear voices. The prey was getting closer. The group started to weave anxiously, bobbing back and forth. The wait was painstaking. The group was almost in sight; the Heartless sunk into the ground, resembling nothing more than a bubbling shadow or a puddle of ink. Hidden, the Heartless could lay in wait until the small traveling group turned the corner. They were concealed in an alleyway, the prey would walk right by without ever knowing they were about to be ambushed. It was how the simplest of Heartless operated. Their only weapon was their claws and the element of surprise; they had no defense to speak of. They could sink to the ground, enabling escape, but it was extremely rare for a Heartless to abandon its victim.

It comes.

Merry voices rang down the narrow corridor, footsteps clacked down the cobblestone street. They were almost here. The Heartless could barely contain themselves. Having destroyed most of the town already, hearts were becoming scarce. Any knew hearts on the world were good pickings and if they did not strike down their prey on the first assault, they would surely lose it to another group. No hearts meant no core. They needed the core.

Now!

The Heartless attacked, springing to their original form and throwing themselves at the boy and his two companions. They began to claw fiercely, raking claws down the sides of the victims. Their upper hand did last long. The travelers summoned weapons from no where and began bashing the small creatures. One wielded magic and cast spells the Heartless could not begin to fathom, never mind block.

Pain!

Beside it, its kin lay frozen. On the other side, they were burning. Behind it, they were paralyzed by an electric strike. The humans had no mercy. It battered the Heartless, thumping them with the fabled key-weapon until they disappeared in a black mist, releasing their hearts to the sky.

Escaping hearts!

This was the boy that set hearts free! Their hearts, disappearing to the mysterious kingdom of hearts in the sky! Hero of the worlds and enemy of the Heartless, he was mercilessly slaughtering the hoard. Didn’t he understand all they want was his heart? It was no personal attack; it was a quest to reach the only thing a Heartless truly desired.

Core!

If it could just get that heart, it would most surely be granted the core. Its brethren were falling all around. It was hopeless slaughter, it had no chance of survival, but it still held fast in its attack. The pain was becoming unbearable. The more the Heartless were butchered, the worse the pain got. They refused to give up. They would never get to the core if they sunk to the street and fled. Someone else would take this kill, this heart!

Pain!

The key-wielder was fast, his strikes furious. The Heartless stood no chance. One blow sent it tumbling back. Scrambling to its feet, it leapt forward, claws outstretched as it assaulted the brown-haired boy again.

Can’t give in! Hearts!

It was hammered again, tumbling back again. This time it took longer to struggle to its feet, horribly disoriented. Weaving, it leapt at the boy for another attack. It struck, dragging its claws over any part of the boy it could find before he slammed the Heartless a third, final time.

Taking a blow to the head, the Heartless crumpled to the street. Feebly, it tried to drag itself up to continue the battle. If it didn’t keep fighting, someone else would get it’s kill…

No heart…

Utterly defeated, the Heartless began to dissolve into a black mist. Its heart began to rise into the sky, ready to join Kingdom Hearts as the Heartless lay dying.

More Heartless were erased without ever catching a glimpse of the core. They were destined to forever remain fractional…or were they?

soutou


soutou

PostPosted: Thu Apr 26, 2007 10:28 am


.[begin again].


[name]: Saint
[gender]: Androgynous
[race/species/element]: Heartless – NeoShadow - [x][x]

[hair color]: Black
[eye color]: Goldish-yellow
[distinctive marks]: The Heartless emblem is on the side of its neck.
[other]: It’s important that Saint’s gender is indistinguishable from just looking at it. Heartless don’t have genders. They don’t need to breed to copulate; they just consume hearts to release the darkness, forming new Heartless.


[physical description]

[wand] The wand is very simple. It’s jet black. At the end is a heart and its shimmering trail winds up the wand. The shimmer is a pale silver, pink mix.

[baby ghost] The ghost is a puff of black, resembling soot. It’s small, and it also appears to have two antennas.

[infant] Having unsuccessfully raised his son, Saint’s guardian as decided to raise it as a girl. Her hair is jet black, not nearly long enough to hide the antennas lying limply in her face. Her eyes are a little larger than normal and the iris is a brilliant gold-yellow. She already appears to have claws on both hands and feet, so her guardian attempts to keep them covered up so she won’t cut herself. The claws are naturally black.

[toddler] Saint’s hair has grown long enough for her guardian to pull it back in a twiggy ponytail. The man can’t brush her hair to save his life (just look at his own messy hair), so poor Saint’s hair is a daily tragedy. Speaking of, her outfits can rival train wrecks. Her guardian has the fashion sense of a newt. He chooses clothing with colors and patterns capable of making eyes bleed. There is always something pink thrown into the mix. Girls wear pink. Period.
Her guardian continues to try and wrap her claws. The black has spread from just the nails to her hands and feet. Her antennas have grown just enough so they can be tied back with her hair. They still don’t stand up on their own.

[child] Saint is becoming increasingly determined to stay out of bright lights, but instead of growing pale, the darkness continues to creep up her skin. The black has spread from her hands and feet up her arms and legs. Her antennas still aren’t full length, but they are now strong enough to hold themselves up. Saint’s also old enough to pick her own clothes, so her outfits are much more normal. She chooses dark colors over vibrant ones, but she keeps her guardian pleased with a daily dose of something he deems ‘feminine’. She’s also old enough to wear the heart-shaped jewelry she’s started collecting. She refuses to wear any jewelry that doesn’t have hearts.

Even though any baby fat is gone, Saint’s features aren’t distinctly male or female. She’s actually pretty thin and built to fight; she can hold her own against the boys (not that she’s allowed to fight with them, or anything). She’s realized she doesn’t ‘fit in’ with neither the boys nor the girls, so she’s trying her damnedest to belong to the group she’s identified with for her whole life.

[teenager] Something went so very, very wrong and Saint has made a 180 reversal. Cherished hair ruined, pink gone and make up replaced with tattoos, Saint’s suddenly declared himself male. He ruined his once lovely hair by dreading it and dying a few unlucky strands the same hue of red as a heart. If he wants that hair gone, he’ll have to shave it off. His girly, well-planned outfits have been replaced with slapdash combinations of black jeans, band t-shirts and other loose-fitting clothing. Often, his jeans are too large and he refuses to wear a belt. His claws are now ripped and jagged rather than neatly filed down. He wears army-type boots.

The make-up is certainly gone, replacing it with various tattoos. Some pertain to Heartless, some to hearts and some are just various designs he found appealing. He hasn’t abandoned his jewelry, but now wears less hearts and more plain silver, as though displaying some power he doesn’t actually have. He seems to favor piercings and rings over necklaces (chokers are something else entirely) and bracelets.

Other than his gender-identity crisis, Saint continues to grow. He stands about 5’7”, but he often slumps or crouches. He also continues to maintain excellent physical condition, but he’s started jogging and sparring to keep in shape. His antennas are finally at full length and now appear crimped (it’s natural). The pupil of his eye is no long visible, the whole center of his eye is now gold.

[youth] Gone now are the dreads, having been shaved off sometime when the hormones started to recede and Saint started using his brain again. His hair is all black again, it’s also short and easy to maintain. While he can’t get rid of his tattoos, most of his piercings (save a few on his ears) have been allowed to close. He wears his heart jewelry again and he’s not sparing with it. He doesn’t care too much about his appearance; he really overdid it when he was younger.
He’s allowed his claws to grow; he can handle himself without harming anyone. His clothing is more respectable, still dark colors, but at least his jeans fit now.

He’s fully grown, about 5’ 9”, though his boots give him a good inch or so. He’s lean, well-built, but he never filled out either way. Well, not entirely. His jaw line is gentle and he’s got no facial hair. His hips could be called ‘curvy’, but he’s always had a flat chest. He’s still not sure which way to flop.
*[subject to change]

[adult] Saint will choose its final identity based on events in roleplay.


[personality changes]

[infant] Saint cannot stand to be left alone as an infant. If her guardian dares leave her alone for more than five minutes, she will start pitching and wailing until someone comes running in to comfort her. She’s happiest when people are around her; they don’t need to pay attention to her, just be near her. She also appears to be nocturnal in sorts, much preferring to sleep during the light of the day and be active during the night, much to her guardian’s dismay.

[toddler] Saint still can’t bare being alone. However, her guardian is a busy man, and Saint has to learn how to deal with spending a few hours by himself. Desperate for company, she starts wandering. If she can’t find someone quickly, she’ll start to cry and panic. Heartless remain in groups at all times, and Saint can’t bear being left by herself. She will do anything to be with someone. It could be a total stranger, and she will still be satisfied with being in their presence. This behavior will eventually aggravate her guardian and lead to some very uncomfortable situations between the two.

Towards the end of this stage, Saint will start creating imaginary friends. She’s realized it’s very difficult to always be with people, so these friends are people she can always rely on to be her group, her pack. An interesting side note, she always refers to himself as ‘we’.

[child] Saint usually plays with the girls even though sometimes, she wants to play with the boys. She’d be able to hold her own against the boys, she’s built to fight, but her guardian does not let her play with said boys. She will not be allowed to so much as socialize with them until she’s older and her guardian can be sure she’s secure in her femininity. Until then, Saint does anything the other girls want to do. She’d even go outside with them if they asked her, despite her dislike for bright light. She was always in a group in her past life and can’t stand being alone.

This creates a problem. It’s not possible for Saint to be with people twenty-four seven, so Saint’s grown very attached to her imaginary friends. She’s convinced they are real, but they don’t keep her from trying to be with her peers. She does anything they ask of her, eager to keep them pleased.

The second trait that’s becoming very distinct is Saint’s referral to herself as ‘we’. She’s stuck in a group mindset. If everyone else does it, she won’t give a second thought to jumping of the cliff. She does not do the good for the one, she does the good for the whole. She is programmed to operate as a crowd, not a single unit.

She’s also become an obsessive collector. She gathers heart-themed jewelry. She isn’t sure why she’s so drawn to hearts, especially hearts of the shiny assortment, but she doesn’t argue with it. If she can’t pay for it, she’ll take it. It doesn’t really matter if it’s not hers, she needs it.
The most concerning trouble, however, is Saint’s speech development, or lack thereof. Her speech does not evolve at all from the toddler stage. Teaching her new words is very difficult; it takes a lot of visual aid. Heartless relied solely on body language and Saint seems inclined to do the same. She only speaks in one words sentences

[teenager] Somewhere along the line, Saint snapped. When puberty struck, Saint was left out. In the confusion, she decided she must really be meant to be a ‘he’. Just like that, Saint will change his gender.

With his new look comes a whole new attitude. To prove himself, he feels he must really ‘be a man’. In truth, Saint completely overdoes the entire stereotype. He spends a great deal of time fighting –he really prides himself in his skill- and he will let the smallest arguments quickly escalate to fist-fights if he can get away with it. He’s much more interested in being in fighting-form, academic prowess rarely occurs to him. Barely able to speak, it is highly probable he can’t read.

The other guys seem to like the ladies, so Saint decides he must like them too, but once again, he overdoes it. Saint is a terrible womanizer, quickly learning how to flirt and please the girls. If he can, he’ll steal a lady from another man. He’ll make fun of any boy he deems girly. It could be said Saint is a jerk, but his biggest fear is being rejected from the ‘clan’. While driven to prove that yes, he really is a guy, he can only work for himself for so long. He needs to please the crowd. He needs approval, he needs his peers. He is a loyal supporter (never a leader himself); he’ll fight to the death for his leader and the cause.

Saint’s speech has only improved slightly. His sentences are very simple and the grammar is often not correct, but he can convey basic thoughts with relative ease. He still doesn’t use names often and he hasn’t abandoned his imaginary friends, even if he’s long since outgrown them. Should real people ever abandon him, he needs those figments of his imagination to fall back on, or he will completely lose it.

As mentioned earlier, Saint never experiences hormones. He’ll never understand the emotional roller coasters, facial breakouts and crazy mad lust all other teenagers battle. Heartless don’t breed, so Saint wasn’t given the equipment or the desire. It will take a long time for him to understand the concept of dating. Should he ever decide to date, it will be someone he truly has deep affection for; he cannot base it on anything else. When he flirts with pretty girls, it’s only to fit in, it’s only what he picked up from the other guys. He’d never actually date them.

He continues to avoid sunlight, but he’s getting better about taking things that aren’t his. His heart collection is pretty substantial by this age, so he doesn’t feel as driven to gather more.

[youth] Saint will begin to realize just how strange he is and his reactions/adaptations to society will be based solely off events in roleplay.

[hobbies]: Collecting heart jewelry, being with friends (or just people in general)
[likes]: Hearts, dark colors, shadows, being included, its hair
[dislikes]: Sunlight, being left alone, being the odd man out
PostPosted: Fri May 18, 2007 12:37 pm


.[gifts and curses].

[nocturnal] Saint’s nighttime vision is exceptional. Like most nocturnal creatures, his senses of smell and hearing are heightened. Heartless were nighttime hunters, and Saint is better adapted to move around when the lights are low. On the flipside, bright lights hurt Saints eyes and he finds himself prone to burning even if it’s out for only a few hours. It’s also more lethargic during the day unless participating in something that requires full attention for ‘survival’, i.e. fighting.

[shadow] Heartless thrive in shadow. When Saint gets older, he learns to manipulate shadows to cloak himself. Heartless are usually smaller than their victims and rely on the element of surprise to obtain victory. He will learn to manipulate pre-existing shadows to blend in at times when shadows are practically nonexistent (noon).

[brotherhood] Heartless are linked through the mind. They don’t speak, it’s how they ‘communicate’. Communal thought, more like. It makes Saint very empathetic, picking up on emotions of those nearit. It doesn’t work on total strangers, only people Saint considers its clan mates. Saint can’t control it and doesn’t always understand it either. If the emotion is strong enough, Saint will panic. What’s bad for one Heartless is bad for them all.

soutou


soutou

PostPosted: Fri May 18, 2007 12:55 pm


.[guardian].

[name] Sable Hazard

[gender] Male

[age] Mid-twenties

[appearance] Sable is short, standing only 5’1”. His hair is black and messy, he just doesn’t have time to comb it. He wears black-rimmed glasses all the time, he bloody well can’t see without them. His eyes are brown and his skin is fair, nothing to extraordinary. He could be tanner, if he didn’t spend so much time in the lab. Speaking off, he’s always in his white lab coat and khakis, and he never goes far without his notebook and a pencil tucked behind his ear.

[personality] Sable’s temper is short (I don’t suggest calling him an angry midget), but his attention span for anything other than his experiments is shorter. He’s easily flustered and just starts arguing fiercely if he feels like someone’s debasing him. He takes great pride in his work, but not his appearance. He’s only a lab technician, struggling to prove he’s worthy of a promotion. He fights with one of his bosses, and gets along with the other two. He’s usually tense and exhausted when he comes home, but he does try to make a decent effort to take care of Saint. Sometimes his intentions are misguided, but he really does think he has the creature’s best interest at heart. He’s just too stubborn to ask for help once he’s hit a wall. Sable’s stubbornness will get him into many fights with his child, but once his wild temper is given a chance to cool off, he usually comes around and apologizes.

Saint, while he initially comes off as standoffish and jerky, is not a mean guy. He was an only child and doesn’t totally understand social interaction. After all, he is a science nerd. During high school, books were his friends. He liked it that way, took pride in having top marks in class. It will frustrate him that Saint can’t do that same, as if it is some kind of reflection upon him, but he will eventually get over that. What it ultimately comes down to is his need for approval. He just wants to be good enough. If you hit the right spot, you can walk all over him, as one of his bosses found out. If Saint finds out, it will be a real problem. It wasn’t a problem in high school, but now he is the apprentice groveling to the master. Sometimes he gets swept up in his own concerns with little regard for Saint.

Awkward and disorganized as he is, Saint still ultimately wants what is best for his children. He just needs to figure out what that is first.

[background]] Coming soon

[hobbies] Science, reading, experiments
[likes] Science, peace and quiet
[dislikes] Being teased, rowdy behavior, loud noises
occupation] Lab Technician
PostPosted: Fri May 18, 2007 12:57 pm


.[credits].

[x][x]

soutou

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