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Post by Marluxia on Nov 15, 2006 21:12:42 GMT -5
"Castle Oblivion? T'ch, is that another one of your arts and crafts projects, Superior?"
-A rather happy sigh emitted from his lips. Those were his first words when he was told about being put in charge of a place called Castle Oblivion.-
"This is MY home, how dare he just kick me to the street like some filthy animal!"
-Constant memories of the... Fit he had thrown about being forced away from his home and garden.. But upon further review of the situation, he was more than happy with his moving. There had always been plans between him and the single female of the Organization to take over, but these plans were always hard to make and realize when you were stuck in a castle with the other Organization members and constantly being watched by the Superior. But now, everything was falling into place just the way he wanted it to.-
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-His slender fingers ran across the brilliant archway of a door that lead into the main hall for the castle, an all too happy smirk curling at the corner of his lips. The castle was perfect, beautiful to match his image, not to mention it came with certain perks. He was the leader now, having five others from the Organization to assist him with whatever he needed, and complete control over whatever would happen within the castle walls. He pushed open the brilliant doors and made his way inside, arms held outward as he took it all in.-
"Perfect, it's all so perfect!"
-His voice crooned the words out as his fingers continued to run across the walls as he slowly walked from floor to floor, inspecting everything he could on his way to the observitory, slowly making his way over to what appeared to be a crystal clear globe held in the center of the room. He placed a single hand ontop of the globe, a low chuckle exiting his lips.-
"I'm sure the little canary will feel right at home here."
Everything will go according to plan.
(* before this mark, everything is a all flashback status. Huzzah!)
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Larxene.
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Post by Larxene. on Nov 16, 2006 17:20:48 GMT -5
All living things are made up of three parts: the body, the soul, and the heart. The soul hosts the self, mind, sense of reason and ability to think and plan. The body is the physical host. And the heart - not the organ, which falls under the body's definition, but the 'heart' - hosts the emotions and centers the being in the realm of existence. Parts can be lost. When a heart is lost, and all that survives is the body and soul, and when the original person in question had a strong sense of will and self.. these leftover parts form a creature known as a Nobody.
Nobodies don't feel, they are beings that have been made to have no hearts. Yet, the gap is always trying to be filled with activities that make the being feel like he, or she, is alive. Larxene, for instance, has her one passionate hobby of being a rather sadistic bitch who finds amusement in mind games and pain when she doesn't have her face stuffed in her favorite book.
"I don't see what is so perfect. It's old, dusty, and it holds little if any real entertainment." A hand raised to wave his words off like they were the most boring things she has ever heard, the opposite appendage raising to block a faux yawn. "Maybe I'll get you a little toy castle for your unbirthday. You can be excited over that.~" A smirk graced her lips, hand dropping to seize a hip as she stood in the doorway.
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Naminé.
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Post by Naminé. on Nov 16, 2006 19:52:42 GMT -5
→♥←
The White Room. Depressing, bleak and practically empty. Her eternal prison bathed in a gleaming white. Pristine and untouched.
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Witch... A name that seemed to have been placed upon the frail, blonde girl. Were her abilities so different from their own, to deserve such a demeaning name? She doubted that with every inch of her heartless being. Naminé was no different than they were, but that of course was thoughts of a caged bird. Cerulean orbs shifted about her home, the blanched marble of the walls creating an almost serene atmosphere to the room. She knew otherwise. This room, this place...she would never leave. Imprisioned forever...
Eyes settling upon the plush held captive within the cold iron bars of the birdcage, it dawned on her. She was indeed like the plush; beyond the similar blonde hair, they had more things in common...and there was nothing she could do about it. Despite her dreams of freedom, she had no choice but to do what was asked of her. ...To manipulate and change memories... Dropping her gaze to the simple wired-bound sketchbook that rested upon the marble floor, a small smile tugged at the corners of her lips. This simple book brought the only joy to her life, yet it was also used to bring about pain and suffering to others.
"I am nothing...a simple marionette in this twisted play..." Were her whispered words to none other than herself and the lone plushie. Soon, she knew that the current Lord of the Castle would pay her visit or maybe one of the other Organization members that also resided within Oblivion. She dreaded those visits. They did nothing but mock or simply make fun of her. Could such actually spark fear within the girl? Yes, it did. Despite being heartless like they were, she was different.
Plucking a crayon of a goldish color from the assortment of crayons scattered about her sprawled out form upon the floor, she finished coloring in what seemed to be a turret of sorts. Allowing the crayon to slip from her fingertips, she pushed herself into an upright position, eyes gazing 'pon the finished product. Castle Oblivion in all its sketched glory. Such a desolate place on the outside...yet so...untouched within its walls. So deceiving..." →♥← [/i][/size]
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Vexen
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Post by Vexen on Nov 16, 2006 21:50:03 GMT -5
Hands shoved deep into his pockets he walked along slowly behind the others filtering in to the new place. Eh, not bad for a castle out in the middle of nowhere. Perhaps 'nowhere' was a suitable place for 'nobodies'. Oh well. A thin golden brow lifted at the sharp words spoken by the blonde ahead of them and he chuckled some to himself, amused by her wicked tongue. Anything that would make Marluxia ticked made him smile just a little and if he had a heart he'd probably enjoy it more.
"Wicked tongue you've got there, Larxene." Snickering he gazed about and frowned some. "Hey...Marluxia...what is the meaning of this? I was told I'd get my own research lab and I don't see any place up here where it would possibly go. You better have a place tucked away somewhere in here or I'll....er....hey! Are you even paying any attention to me!"
The pair ahead seemed to just keep walking along as if he wasn't even there. Oh no! Not this time! He'd been overlooked for the last time! Fist balled up at his sides he stormed past Marluxia and Larxene and got in front of them blocking their path.
"Ahem! I said: You had better have a place for me!" The last bit was yelled with a finger pointed out toward Marluxia while his other hand rested in a fist on his hip. He was going to get his shiney new research lab if it was the last thing his heartless existance ever did. Oh...and also he'd make a batch of pickled eggs to celebrate so he'd need to demand the neccessary ingrediants too. That could come later, for now he wanted his presence known and for Marluxia to tell him where he could set up his lab.
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Post by Marluxia on Nov 16, 2006 23:06:12 GMT -5
-A light chuckle escaped his lips at the woman's words, hand held at a rather.. feminine position with the back of his hand covering his mouth with fingers splayed out wards. As the hand lowered, he merely peered tor wards her from the corner of his eyes.-
"Really, you need to learn to appreciate things like this, after all, all the planning can finally sta--"
-His words were cut off by the second blond nobody making his entrance behind the woman, such talk of betrayal being cut off by that annoying sound. The hideously annoying sound that made his teeth grind, and yet Vexen actually called his voice. And of course, he was ignored. Such a figure like -HIM- shouldn't have to talk to a mongrel like the Academic. He continued on his way, slowly walking over to a machine that was placed in the corner of the room. He examined it for a moment before pressing a single button on it, a long black can popping out in just a moment. "XIII Squash" marked on one side of the can, soon a quiet hiss being emitted at the carbonated beverage being introduced to air. Takes a single, small sip from the rather enjoyable drink before his eyes shifted off to the yelling scientist.-
"I was never told that you were getting a separate room, but I suppose it's okay. The top floors are all reserved, so you can just take... The basement, or something."
-He waved off the question with the least amount of effort as possible, lips coming in contact with the corner of the can as he took another sip.- "Larxene, pay a visit to our little canary, to make sure she's feeling right at home along with us. -His words were practically dripping with sarcasm. The only way to control nobodies like her.. Was with fear.-
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Sora
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Post by Sora on Nov 20, 2006 21:27:16 GMT -5
" Garwsh Sora, I hope you know where we're going, " said the taller figure walking right along the boy leading him, and the other, on the other side. He looked down from Sora to Donald, worried features crowded his face for them to be expressed. He swung his arms as he walk, leaving the thud and thad behind in his every step, now looking forward as he followed.
He looked up at the tallest one of the group; Goofy, " Of course he knows! We're going to find, Riku. " The small figure said from below in response to Goofy's worried words directed to Sora. The high pitch tone of voice couldn't be missed coming from Donald, his tone was like a student learning violin lessons, while Goofy's was like a flute with problems.
Ah, but the boy brought his hands behind his back as they walked forth, following the path ahead of them, as he heard the two converse, change words after words. In moments, both would have fights, and bicker about the smallest things, but the spiky haired boy, wouldn't ask for this to be different. No, he wouldn't, in fact he snickered, chuckled, and even laughed as he continued to walk along with Donald and Goofy. Suddenly he came to an end, stopping on his tracks, head tilted, if possible a question mark would appear above his head. The boy's features expressed confusion, as he elevated a brow, and glanced from Goofy the taller one, to Donald the smaller one. " Hm, well guys, here we'll have to choose which road to take, " he pointed at the sign before them, right or left.
Goofy looked down at Donald.
Donald looked up at Goofy.
" Are we lost!? " Both said at the same time, directing to Sora, who continued to play the leader and leading man of the trio.
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Larxene.
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Post by Larxene. on Nov 20, 2006 23:09:17 GMT -5
A brow was lofted, not in question, but rather in sudden amusement at her partner's gesture. Yet, this was only brief as she turned her back to the male and gave a dismissive hand wave. "I'll stick to my books, thank you. They hold more fun than this old, worn-out castle."
Enjoyment; faded, though instantly brought to life by the entry of the scientist of their little 'organization'. Blue hues were placed on the blonde named Vexen briefly, turning her gaze back to Marluxia with a smirk. "The basement..." a mock chuckle, "but isn't that just perfect, Marluxia? I've been told the basement has a simply horrid amount of spiders, among other creepy inhabitants. I think he would feel quite at home." The words danced over her tongue, always in the same taunting yet unbelievably vexing feminine voice that was never directly meant for the blond. Larxene basically ignored his presence.
"Ah, that's right. The little witch needs some company. We wouldn't want her to get lonely, would we~? I'll leave you here to have fun with the scientist. Or maybe you can continue your fawning over the castle." Another smirk tugged at the corner of her lips, already thinking about how she could taunt the little trapped child for her own twisted entertainment.
A portal opened beside the female, eerie and black as the night that seemed to extend inward in an infinite pool of ebony. The Corridors of Darkness, able to transport the user through worlds or even short distances in the same world. "Have fun.~" Without delay, a foot was sunk into the portal and the appointed Nymph disappeared into the abyss.
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Vexen
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Post by Vexen on Nov 21, 2006 14:21:37 GMT -5
Basement?! Spiders?! Oh there would be hell to pay for this! How dare they?! He, the great scientist, Vexen being given a dirty basement in which to carry out his great work?! Unthinkable! Why he outta---where did they go? Damnit! He'd be ignored again!
"You wont get away with this! I'll show you all why I'm the greatest asset to this organization. Fools." He spoke to dead air as both Larxene and Marluxia headed off in their respective directions leaving him to yell at nothing. Fine. Fine, he'd set up shop in the dungeonesque basement but he wouldn't be totally gotten rid of. Oh no. He'd get all the luxury of having privacy down there for his creations. Oh he'd show Marluxia alright. A thin smile crossed over thin lips as narrow eyes got even narrower to the point of nearly becoming slits. "Oh I'll show you Marluxia...what happens when you turn your back on me." With that he made his own exit to the basement to start setting up shop, and perhaps he'd make a fresh batch of pickles to soothe his wounded pride.
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Sora
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Post by Sora on Nov 23, 2006 14:50:49 GMT -5
" No, we're not lost. " His answer would come under a cheerful tone of voice, as he looked from left to right. A hand was brought up, to hold his chin in thought, his stance shifted to now be supported, as he thought, and thought. Giving thinking to which direction to take, now that they were in front of the sign with two directions carved on it, right or left; two roads. With an index finger he tapped the side of his chin, pushing his lower lip out in a form of a pout, though struggled for an answer. The taller figure who was a dog, and the smaller figure who was a duck, stared at the boy, blinking, and soon joined him as well. He looked to his right, where Goofy stood in an almost mirroring stance, a chuckle erupted from his chords. On his left, he glanced down at the duck, Donald, who was also copying his stance, the boy once again chuckled.
" We should as for directions, Sora, " the taller figure would speak yet again, standing behind the boy, as he glanced down at Donald. Concerned and worried for their destination, he sighed in defeat, arms hung at his side, waiting for a reply.
" We will go where he chooses to go. " Bald hands of the duck were placed against his sides, as he stood righteous, answering for the boy at Goofy's words. Head tilted some, hoping the boy would share his words, or had a better answer to all of this. " Well? " He demanded an answer from the spiky hair kid.
Turning to face his companions, arms folded over the width of his chest, already out of answers, and now to choose from the offered words of Goofy. He would then tap his right foot against the ground, glancing from the taller to the small one, " Mm'hm! We'll wait here for awhile, and we can ask for directions. Ok? " Lips curved to a confident smile, being offered at his two friends, Donald Duck and Goofy. Both figures nodded in agreement, and as they exchanged a look with each other, " Alright! " Both said.
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Magus
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Post by Magus on Nov 26, 2006 18:49:44 GMT -5
The three bodies would not be alone, there would exist a fourth whose presence was masked in that of the darkness, an embodying shadow that engulfed this world-within-a-world that was called Castle Oblivion. However, unlike the other inhabitants this one did not belong, nor did he to the blackness that consumed this realm.
"You will die."
The voice lacked any sort of emotion, but what it did not miss was a smug confidence that indicated this was an individual either full of arrogance or the ability to do as he spoke and desired. Regardless, the voice continued, whether or not Sora and his buddies approved of it.
"This place... you lack the depth needed to comprehend it, to embrace the means of escaping its influence."
Still, arrogant, confident, or arrogantly confident, the stranger without a body, or at least one that could not be seen, continued addressing Sora, Donald, and Goofy, the tone never changing or showing any indication of fear or curiousity, it merely reflected the confines of his heart -- ambition, and to see that through to the very end.
"If you wait, you will perish."
With that, the voice was at once given a body, that of a figure which ressembled a mysterious being, a tall elf of sorts, if one looked at the pointed ears, but the articles of clothing indicated someone embellished in the art of magic and sentinel knowledge, but looks could be deceiving. It maintained its backside to the boy, purposely failing to acknowledge the duck and dog.
"You wield the Keyblade, but you sit and wait, why? Your destiny is ahead of you, you must continue progressing, advancing forward until you reach it."
Now, the figure turned, the sound of air being collected into the finely woven fabric of his red cape, as it moved around to rest behind him, much like a loyal legion of soldiers to their beloved king.
"Your companions, they are clueless. It is no wonder the King is always one step ahead of you..."
However, this individual needed no lackies, though he had them, as within his presence one could automatically know the power surging through his veins was enough.
"... I would stop playing with fire, you will get burned."
The fire was symbolic for this quest, working with Sora and attempting to right that which was wrong, and yet while Sora's heart would defy this, one could not escape the logic -- afterall, Sora was stuck in this mysterious world, was he not? The 'burned', it was synomous with failure, or failing. It would make for a good moment of thought, for either of the trio.
"Fate has been kind to you, by sacrificing my own objective, it has brought me to the wielder of the Keyblade. I would advise you to be most wise, and accept my help."
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Sora
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Post by Sora on Nov 27, 2006 17:50:11 GMT -5
Three words. Said words captured Donald's attention, and with his reaction would come the revealing of his staff, the Royal Magician was quick to act. Optics narrowed upon the figure of the stranger, his mouth, his peck opened to deliver the following, " We won't die! If you're here for trouble, leave before you regret it! " Loud, and rude were the words, which carried the tone for answer to the other, in fact, Donald wielded the Magician staff high, and ready to bash at the other. Changing his once calm, and resting stance to a ready and unpredictable one.
Seconds later, after Donald Duck's reaction, the taller of the trio followed, turning his attention to be placed upon the strange figure. Head canted, dog ears dangling to the sides as he struggled with figuring out who the individual was. " Garwsh, Donald we could use some help. " He managed to say, during the moment the elf? The shadowed figure, cloaked took a moment or a pause to continue his words. Goofy kept his stance calm, while he peer at the elf, as he continued to wonder, whom the individual was. Such words, could make sense, but the stranger was still being rude. Though so was Donald.
Alas, his companions were quick to act, while he, gave a stranger time to talk, the boy, turned on his heels. To listen to the individual's words, gloved hands were placed against his hips, giving the elf a rather welcoming and friendly stance. Features accompanied such, with a wide smile, " If you know about this place, care to tell us which road can take us, to Traverse Town? " Lifting a brow after said words, his ears were witness of said words of the elf, mentioning of the keyblade and the King. Goofy and Donald's attention suddenly turned to Sora, as well as the boy's turned to the other two. Surprised, to hear such, the following would come, " The King!? " The trio repeated said name, exclaimed under a questioning tone, and resumed their attention to the friendly elf.
" Where is the King? " Donald asked, this time his tone was friendly, asking the stranger to answer his question. Soon, placing the staff under wraps, showing a rather friendly stance now, that there were other things that caught their attention.
A goofy chuckling escaped the dog's mouth, content to hear that probably the elf knew about the whereabouts of the King. " Could you tell us where he is? " He stepped forward, now standing next to Donald, as their importance was the King Mickey.
" Hey. If we find The King, we find Riku! " The cheerful tone from behind the two figures erupted, as he also approached them, to get closer to the elf. Optics widened in happiness, he would probably ask himself of the King's whereabouts, but his companions had already done so. Although his ears heard the individual's every word, he would ask of such after getting an answer, about King Mickey.
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Magus
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Post by Magus on Nov 27, 2006 18:13:53 GMT -5
The elf-like being only ignored the duck's staff, it was a hinderance to true power, and that was something the magi intended to let the water fowl know.
"True power comes not from tools, but one's own hands. You would be foolish to confront me, I would erase you from the flow of life."
However, battle was not on his mind. It calculated and contained much more than met the eyes, but for the moment the majority would remained concealed in those dark confinements, hidden inbetween those pointed, slanted ears that would offer the mistaken perception of being an elf, but this was not the case -- the dark arts had done this to him, he was human.
"Foolish boy, do you wander around aimlessly without even so much as a guide? Perhaps it was a waste of time to have offered my assistance to such inexperienced nitwits."
The large canine's words did strike something, not much but enough to arouse his response.
"You asked for my name..."
Many memories floated back to him, but each time they were shaken off and forced back inside of him, deeply into the roots of darkness that grasped at his pulsating heart.
"Magus will do, but yours I could care less for. In time, I will be informed of them, whether by your introduction or conversation."
The young boy's enthusiasm was sickening, but it was the source of his power, what kept the unlikely trio together and fighting for another tomorrow. It would have made him laugh, if emotions were capable of being shed like a flickering light, but this warmth had died out long ago.
"This world that we inhabit, it contains the residue of the King's journey. I know only enough to suggest we form an alliance of sorts, despite my capabilities of working alone... I have my own objectives, ones which prioritize a far greater obligation than appeasing my own talents."
This would be followed by silence, to allow it all to sink into the boy, the duck, and the dog's heads. It would then be concluded with another statement, one of which made the utmost of sense.
"Your beloved King is a traitor, having forsaken the worlds, leaving the only shard of hope we had with... a boy, and two bumbling idiots. He has betrayed our trust, insulting our intelligence, but this matters not for even with this, it remains a fact the King is the only one with the power, or knowledge of a power suitable for returning order."
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Sora
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Post by Sora on Nov 28, 2006 19:23:11 GMT -5
The small figure of Donald, looked at the cloaked one, those words got a hold of his attention, but he wouldn't bring his staff out, once again. Instead, he sighed, and glanced toward Goofy and Sora, knowing he had done wrong in his early reaction. He then turned to face the Elf, bowing his head to offer an apology, his duck shaped mouth opened, " I-- " he would stop, and glance over to Sora, the boy stepped forward, now standing in front of Goofy the dog, and Donald the duck.
He blinked, through the words of the Elf, it was quite interesting to hear those words, but the other sounded, rather sour, and full of hate. Head tilted then, ever so slightly, his optics narrowed upon the figure, as if he tried to see through and even maybe if possible, understand the Elf's heart. His attention focused, and wrapped into this, would snap to return Donald that glance, with a smile, and as soon as he heard Donald's word, " I, " Sora stepped forth, to speak on behalf of Donald, who was already going to apologize for them, but the wielder of keyblade had been wanting an answer. To befriend the Elf, the right way. " We're sorry for our rude behavior--? " He searched for a name, and as if he wished for it, the Elf introduced his name to them, " Sir Magus. " Head motioned slightly, agreeing with his words, his shoes thudded lightly against the soil, as he shifted his stance.
A face of frustration crowded his features, even when he heard the Elf's name, he couldn't quite say it, knowing he would say it wrong, but here it goes, " Uh, Sir Megus?" He would elevate a brow, making sure he would get it right, he had to ask. But before he could say it again, Sora's word upon repeating the individual's name, would make him content. " Ah-hah! " Erupted a goofy voice from behind the boy, he stepped forward as well, but would lose his balance, as he tripped on a pebble. Like the weight of a tree, he would fall on top of Donald.
" Aaah! " The groaning sound escaped the Duck, who was underneath the canine.
" Uh, garwsh, I should be more careful. Ya know, at least we're alright. " Apologizing immediately, he dusted off, picking himself up and giving his companion a hand to rise on his feet. Two front teeth were the first thing to show, as the sides of the dog's lips curved into a smile, ears danced left and right, as he adjusted his stance, and weight onto his feet.
Was it, Quack, Quack, Quack!? Maybe. Although the small figure of the duck, flail his arms (wings) about, making a deal out of the other's goof actions. " Be more careful! " Huffing, and grunting he turned, closing hues as his arms made of feathers folded over the small width of his chest. All while listening to the Elf speak, he found said words to be different, to be full of something dark behind them, but wouldn't ask of this, instead he approached Sora.
The boy continued to try his best at figuring the Elf out, while he spoke in such manner, tapping his foot some before he nodded his head, as if he had something to say. As if his mind clicked, and the boy, the chosen of the key would speak of an interesting thing, but was stopped. Hearing the one naming himself Magus talk about the King in such fashion, got him even more curious to trying to figure the Elf out. " The King has high hopes in us, and we're not going to let him down! Goofy, Donald and I won't give up! We're going to find them. The King, and Riku. " A fist in determination was brought forth, to prove his point. A serious moment soon turned into a moment to laugh, the bickering between Donald and Goofy were heard. Head turned to look back at the two, and find out for himself, what was the bickering all about. Lips curled up to a smile, but what started as that, ended in a laughter. Placing a gloved hand on his abdomen, as he laughed, forgetting all about the moment, at least for now.
" Yeah! " Said Donald in agreement with Sora's words.
" Yea`mh! " Goofy's own voice came along, to join Donald in the same fashion.
The moment of laughter had come and gone, it was worthwhile while it lasted, though the determination that drove the trio to continue their quest was evident. It was always their priority, to help others, and themselves, to save the heart from darkness. Head nodded firmly, to agree with the other two, upon their answers, " We need to find the King. He's the only one who can bring back order into the worlds. "
" Ya, border into the worlds, " Goofy repeated after Sora, hoping his words would count and reach the Elf.
" Order! " Donald's own voice erupted, to correct Goofy's mistake upon speaking, but was meaning the same as the other two.
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Naminé.
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Post by Naminé. on Nov 28, 2006 21:15:58 GMT -5
→♥← Quietly, she gazed upon her finished work. It was something to be proud of; not only did it mirror that of the castle she now resided in, it was copied to the very last detail a simple crayon could carry out. Rolling the previously used crayon back and forth, across the marble floor; a small frown slipped across her lips -- there was absolutely nothing for her to do...but draw of course. Draw. Draw. Draw. They could have left me with a few books or something...[/i] A visible pout soon took place of that momentary frown; fingers grabbing hold of another crayon --
"Hmmm..."
It was unusual, but she suddenly felt as though something...something familiarity. Wrinkling a brow, she shook off that weird moment; when she felt yet another prickling sensation, but this was to something else. Something completely different. Dark. Menacing.
"How unusual..."
It seemed that Castle Oblivion had gained some new guests. It would not be long before the Lord of the Castle would figure out such -- and soon would pay a visit to her, to determine what was to be done with these trespassers. A slight wrinkling of her nose, showed how much the idea did not agree with her. To change a persons memory... Who would want such a thing to happen to them? To have their precious memories...changed? Gazing drifting upon the drawing, she gave a delicate sigh; soon the page was turned and it was time to start anew. Who knows what this new page would bring... →♥←
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Magus
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Post by Magus on Nov 29, 2006 4:09:19 GMT -5
The facial expression remained the same, dire and serious. It would never change, to do so would be a forewarning of something drastic coming, an insight into a predicament. Idiots... but the Keyblade has chosen its master, but why this one? It makes no sense. The mispronounciation of his name, Goofy's clumsiness, or Donald's short temper failed to impress him, but in spite of it all the only thing that intrigued him was the Keyblade itself. Sora or not, it would have to be dealt with, tolerated so to speak. "Stop wasting time, and follow me!"This was his way of saying 'thank you', but to the untrained ears and eyes of Sora and his crew, it would most likely be a means of exploiting his self-imposed dominance over the three of them. However, for the moment, that was most likely the case, and with that he turned around and began to hover as he moved along the seemingly endless ground they progressed across. "Following someone who is not easily found, would one not assume he does not wish to be discovered? Blind faith is not the wisest stone to step upon, but if you continually insist on finding him... you will help me extract the secrets of this world."By that statement one could assume he was not a native, and which could possibly lead into asking personal questions, but the tone of his voice seemed to influence otherwise. However, at that moment a chill ran up his spine, but unlike those weaker than he believed himself to be, it was nothing but a simple prick. Someone knows we're here... just great, and I have no idea how well my magic works here, maybe that kid and his friends will come in handy after all... Almost as if on cue, the ground began to vibrate with an all-too-familiar blackness, like rippling waves of liquid, and within those popping bubbles that would rise and give forth a form known as Heartless. It would encircle the four of them, forcing them all back-to-back-to-back-to-back, four times, with the older male closing his eyes to emit a slightly annoyed chuckle. "Go on, kid. Show me that Keyblade's power, I'll pick up the pace if you don't know how to handle it."Such arrogance! But, within those gloves, was the radiant and raw power of a sorceror unmatched in his time, a figure at his magical prime, something Donald could never reach in a hundred years, something Goofy's small brain could never comprehend in a thousand life times, and something Sora would eventually reach in any give moment, if his heart so willed it.
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