Beats me. The titans are my problem, not the.gods.
Outside his own body, Etrius didn't stir an inch. He was still detached from his body as he was fighting the evil from within. But it seemed that that evil might be winning, as his room reacted to Cat, trying to trap her. Cat also made another mistake by opening the door to Etrius's room, as it let all the evil emotions he'd absorbed. Dark ambition, lies and hatred, and jealousy began to flow out of the room. If Etrius couldn't stop his own darker half, not only would his friends get hurt, but he would be consumed. ><------------------->< Dark Etrius snapped his fingers as one of the "puppets" stood. It was one of the quadruplets. He wore a simple black T-shirt and deep blue jeans, and carried a simple curved blade, sort of like a scimitar. Etrius felt a strong power from within the person. "Since you won't be too much trouble," Dark Etrius smirked, "It won't hurt to send 5 after you. 5 attack!" 5's eyes flashed an orange color and began to run at Etrius. Etrius took off to, preparing a Fire spell. Just as 5 closed the distance gap, Etrius jumped over the boy and shouted "Ignus!" The little ball of fiery light flew from the tip of his Keyblade and hit 5 straight in the back, leaving a burn mark. Instead of looking hurt though, 5 turned back at Etrius, spun his blade, and called out an attack of his own. A light green, sapping energy powered from 5's blade as he said, "Radio Flare!" Etrius dodged just in time to see a large green energy ball fly straight out of 5's blade and exploding after flying off the pillar. The energy that the Radio Flare released was staggering, but if Etrius had taken a full dose, he would've been down. Suddenly, 5 kneeled, and the orange light died within his eyes, kneeling on his blade. The Fire spell that he got hit with began to smoke. "5 redirects spells." Dark Etrius said, matter-of-factly, "Any spell that hits him gets absorbed for him to use radioactive attacks. One hit from that ball, and you would've been dead." "No dip, Sherlock, what was your first clue?" Etrius shot back. He turned back to his darker self and charged at him. Etrius' blade clashed metal with metal, but not with Dark Etrius. Instead, there, in between Dark Etrius and the real Etrius, was the male in the black suit. He was holding a blade up to shield Dark Etrius from his attack. With a brute amount of strength, the "puppet" pushed Etrius away, making Etrius stumble. Etrius fell on his back, dropping his Keyblade and heard a sharp sound. He looked up and saw the same well-dressed male standing over him, holding the blade point at him. A motion of surrendering. Dark Etrius strolled over, and said, "If you surrender, I might keep you around if you behave." Etrius let out a growl. "Fat chance. My friends will defeat you." Suddenly, it was Dark Etrius who lost his cool. "I'M GIVING YOU A CHANCE TO STOP THOSE WHO OPPOSE YOU!" He screamed, getting close to the real Etrius' face. His skin darkened a little more, making him inhuman. "YOU CAN'T TRUST ANYONE! THE ONLY PERSON THAT YOU CAN TRUST IS YOURSELF, AND YOU KNOW THAT! LUNA NEARLY LEFT YOU AND YOUR FRIENDS, AND SHE KEEPS SECRETS FROM YOU!" Etrius was appalled by his darker self's willingness to help him, but Etrius couldn't accept that notion because it was for the wrong reasons, not to mention that his darker self was trying to force his power. "I also know that you are your own worst enemy. So my answer is still no. I know in my heart that whatever secrets anyone has, they can tell me in time. I trust them, and I know they'll trust me." "Bullroar." "Like you have any friends?!" It was Etrius's turn to scream back. "All you seem to do is manipulate others, you fake!" Dark Etrius now looked very aggravated. He waved a hand telling the puppet holding Etrius down to kill Etrius. The puppet poised to strike, but that was enough time for Etrius to resummon his Keyblade. He shouted, "Tempus!", and back flipping from under his assailant's legs. He had gotten a few feet away, when the Time Field spell suddenly exploded. Etrius turned back and saw his darker self unharmed, but he had cast a spell to implode Etrius's own magic. Standing next to Dark Etrius was the masked gentleman who held him down. From what Etrius could tell from the aura's from the other "puppets", the masked gentleman was by far the weakest link of the bunch. It was probably because his demeanor was by far the most unsettling. Etrius also had a strange feeling that this man had only but one thing to lose. The question was, what was that weakness? Etrius's eyes suddenly fell on the man's left ring finger. It held a simple iron ring, but it wasn't hard to tell that the one loss that man would have would be the woman of his dreams. With that knowledge, Etrius formulated a quick plan. He stared at the man, and called out, "You look like you have nothing to lose. Why are you being controlled by this guy? You're better than him!" "Shut up!" Dark Etrius said to his normal self, then he turned to his protector, saying "Kill him now-" "Did my darker self threaten you for her?" Etrius interrupted, "Do you think that she would be happy knowing you've become nothing more than and empty shell?" By now, the figure had lowered his blade and his head, as if thinking about it. Dark Etrius knew that he would soon lose control, and began rebuking his mind puppet. "She doesn't trust you, Operator, you have nothing left to lose." Dark Etrius said angrily, "Why worry about her?" "Because he made a promise to her." Etrius said, again countering his darker form, "That ring on finger is a promise to be at her side. He's married." Etrius then turned back to the figure, who was steadily gaining his own bearings. "It's his choice to uphold that promise."
Form edited. ☽ USERNAME: Mindstorm787 ☽ NAME: Caleb Manchester ☽ AGE [ 14 - 21 ]: 16 ☽ APPEARANCE: (http://www.zerochan.net/1281417) ☽ CLASS [FORMER]: 4th Former ☽ PERSONALITY: A well-mannered teen with a good sense of right and wrong, and mostly looks to the brighter side of things, even in a bad situation. Doesn't really thinks before acting on certain occasions, and can be a bit quick to act. ☽ SEXUALITY: Heterosexual ☽ POWER: Electricity ☽ DARK DAUGHTERS & SONS: No ☽ CLASS SCHEDULE: -Vamp Soc. 212 -Literature 212 -Algebra 2 -American History -Spells and Rituals -Intro to Tae Kwan Do -Drama 101 -Sketching 101 ☽ CAT: Yes ☽ OTHER: ☽ USERNAME: Mindstorm787 ☽ NAME: Arthur Mancester ☽ AGE [ 14 - 21 ]: 14 ☽ IMAGE: (http://www.zerochan.net/523787) ☽ CLASS [FORMER]: 3rd Former ☽ PERSONALITY: Younger Brother of Caleb, a natural nerd of his own. Loves to solve puzzles and games alike. Tends to be secluded if not in his brother's own shadow. He shares his brother's common sense, but holds others in constant suspicion of change. ☽ SEXUALITY: Heterosexual ☽ POWER: None ☽ DARK DAUGHTERS & SONS: No ☽ CLASS SCHEDULE: -Vamp. Soc 101 -Literature 101 -Algebra 1 -Economics 1 -Geometry -Poetry 1 -Intro to Music -Intro to Tae Kwan Do ☽ CAT: Yes ☽ OTHER:
Try to raise your activity on this site. Like more messages and more participation in roleplays, as well as other threads. Participate in a live event, or do something that'll make yourself more familiar. If you make yourself more known, the higher the chance you will be accepted @O13 Follower
☽ USERNAME: Mindstorm787 ☽ NAME: Caleb Manchester ☽ AGE [ 14 - 21 ]: 16 ☽ APPEARANCE: (IMAGE WILL BE PROVIDED ACCORDINGLY) ☽ CLASS [FORMER]: 4th Former ☽ PERSONALITY: A well-mannered teen with a good sense of right and wrong, and mostly looks to the brighter side of things, even in a bad situation. Doesn't really thinks before acting on certain occasions, and can be a bit quick to act. ☽ SEXUALITY: Heterosexual ☽ POWER: Electricity ☽ DARK DAUGHTERS & SONS: No ☽ CLASS SCHEDULE: -Vamp Soc. 212 -Literature 212 -Algebra 2 -American History -Spells and Rituals -Intro to Tae Kwan Do -Drama 101 -Sketching 101 ☽ CAT: Yes ☽ OTHER: ☽ USERNAME: Mindstorm787 ☽ NAME: Arthur Mancester ☽ AGE [ 14 - 21 ]: 14 ☽ APPEARANCE: (IMAGE WILL BE PROVIDED ACCORDINGLY) ☽ CLASS [FORMER]: 3rd Former ☽ PERSONALITY: Younger Brother of Caleb, a natural nerd of his own. Loves to solve puzzles and games alike. Tends to be secluded if not in his brother's own shadow. He shares his brother's common sense, but holds others in constant suspicion of change. ☽ SEXUALITY: Heterosexual ☽ POWER: Technology ☽ DARK DAUGHTERS & SONS: No ☽ CLASS SCHEDULE: -Vamp. Soc 101 -Literature 101 -Algebra 1 -Economics 1 -Geometry -Poetry 1 -Intro to Music -Intro to Tae Kwan Do ☽ CAT: Yes ☽ OTHER:
In his room, Etrius had somehow stopped breathing entirely while asleep. He was still alive, but somehow, there would be no waking up. Dark energy surrounded Etrius like a bubble. Though the trace was weak, it was coming deep from his heart. Not only it was evil, and can be felt from anyone within radius of his room, but Etrius was heading straight into the problem. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Etrius could see only darkness. He felt like he was falling slowly, like a feather. But instead of feeling well, he felt like a shell. Empty. He felt his feet let out a slight tingle of sensation as he landed on something. He balanced himself, and looked around. He was standing on a pillar-like object, with painted glass. The painted glass formed into a picture of Etrius himself. But he wasn't holding a Keyblade. Instead, he was holding a large, dark, cruel-looking blade, that did not look like any blade he ever saw. For some reason, the blade made Etrius shudder. Something caught his eye. The painted eye on the glass, which was closed when Etrius landed, was now opened and staring at Etrius with a large red eye, which made Etrius uneasy. He moved a little to the left. The eye followed him. "The Hell?" Etrius exclaimed. A dark black pool formed suddenly formed around the painted face of the glass pillar. A shape began to form out of that pool. It took a more humanoid shape, only it's physical features looking like Etrius, but two red eyes, like pale glowing red orbs, stared at Etrius directly. Etrius took a battle stance. He didn't have his cloak, nor his Armor piece, but he knew that this would come down to a fight. The creature must've sensed the change too, as it too took a battle stance as it's features began look more defined. Purple streaks shown in the hairs of the phony. It's skin brightened, but it still had a dark-bluish tint. It's eyes shrunk to Etrius' own size, but as it formed eyebrows, the eyes narrowed into a hard glare. A cruel smile formed on the copycat's face, as he let out a short laugh that sent shivers down Etrius' spine. "Like with what I've done with the place?" The copycat asked. His voice was an octave deeper than Etrius' own voice. Even though Etrius figured that he knew that this being was the source of is power, He still asked, "Who are you?" The phony figure laughed again, "Are you a dunce? I'm the true you!" "Untrue." Etrius countered, "From what I can tell, you only affect my darkness. You don't look strong enough to handle a Fire spell, but you have enough power to corrupt a Poison Edge attack." The Dark Etrius stood normally, frowning at Etrius' counter. He then closed his eyes, and let out a smile. "Your point?" The Dark Etrius asked. "You're the one absorbing negativity and poisoning my darkness!" The Dark Etrius clapped his hands in mock applause. "Give this boy 500,000 munny. You're right. I can't affect your other spells, but only because a huge chunk of the power you were given from the Keyblade remains unchanged. Remember Luna? I nearly helped you kill her for betraying us." As Etrius crashed into Luna, her comment only made him feel worse. He stood over her, breathing angrily under his mask, making him sound inhuman. He suddenly got a strange impulse. "Kill her." Etrius hesitated, and instantly strained. "Do it! You know you want to!" The thought urged. "I can't..." Etrius thought back. "Then I'll do it myself." Came the answer. Etrius felt his Keyblade arm raise by itself. He instantly strained to keep it from moving, but it was futile. It stood raised, ready to strike Luna down. Then, the arm poised to strike down. "GRRRRAAAAAAGGGH!" Etrius cried. A hard clank was heard. Etrius retracted his arm from his Keyblade, and took a strained step back. His Keyblade was about an inch away from Luna's face. Etrius lowered his head. His armor cracked, and it shattered off of him, revealing him with his hood raised and his eyes hidden. His skin wasn't tinted, nor was there any darkness erupting from his shoulders. He turned and looked at the sky. "I still stopped you." Etrius replied, getting more annoyed. "What's your point?" Dark Etrius' smirk grew wider. "It'll only be a matter of time before you succumb to your true nature. And after that, I'll be in control." "You're nothing more than a shade." Etrius said. "You can't do anything. I won't let you." The Dark Etrius let out a 'tsk-tsk' and waved a finger at Etrius, angering the boy. "The joke's on you." The Dark Etrius replied. "I'm the one who brought here because you wanted to see me. I'm the one holding all the cards. You're in no position to make threats." "You wanna bet?" Etrius asked, as he summoned the Bond of Flame. He held it threateningly at Dark Etrius. Dark Etrius let out a mock gasp and put a hand to his chest. "Oh my! I'm quaking with fear!" The phony recomposed himself and he said, "Didn't you hear one word I said?? I'm holding all the cards! You don't even have the strength to beat me! "PROVE IT THEN! I'M GOING TO TEAR YOU APART FOR DEFILING MY BODY WITH YOUR EVIL AND CONTROLLING ME!!!" The real Etrius shrieked. He knew losing his cool wasn't wise, but he was sick of too many unanswered question. He lost his world, gained a bad reputation from others, and played as a mind puppet for this.....this.... Dark Etrius lowered his head and raised his arm, opening his palm. Darkness began to burn from his shoulders. "C'mere then, let your fate be sealed." He said, and too summoned a Keyblade, though it was too dark to define it. He slammed it down into the glass, causing a large dark cloud to emerge. As the smoke cleared. Etrius blinked his eyes and looked in dread. Surrounding his clone were 7 figures. All of them were kneeling, heads lowered, like puppets. The first four looked like quadruplets, each the same size in build; and they held both a dark demeanor and a fiery attitude. The 5th was by far the eldest of all the others, wearing a rose and a cross, and crisp, clean black suit. Etrius felt much more unnerved by this figure more than he felt of everyone else combined, including Dark Etrius in general. The 6th being had an empty aura, as if he was emotionally broken. He held a variety of tools on his body, and he carried the largest sword. Those first 6 wore smiling masks and were holding different blades of different kinds, but none of them were Keyblades. The seventh also had Etrius' spitting image, but he looked more like a normal kid than a fighter at all. All of them were 7 different people (excluding the first four) but they had one thing in common. They had given up. And now, they were under Dark Etrius's control Etrius took two steps back in fear, while Dark Etrius said, "After I'm finished with you, you won't have to worry about your friends again!"
Krowley, the next post that I publish will only affect my character's plot and not anyone elses. It actually makes Etrius feel better of himself,...
Basically, Krowley is trying to keep the continuity in this roleplay. 'Nuff said. If you have any questions or concerns, you may talk to him or any of the Moderators.
You could put it that way... but that would be ruining the fun, wouldn't it?
You removed your starting Keyblade. I can understand where you are coming from, but every character has a starting point. Everyone starts with the Kingdom Key and they work there way up. After that, we can be a little OP. But for now, we all need a good start. An example: Username: mindstorm787 Name: Etrius Age: 12 Appearance: Skinny and tall, wears a modified cloak with a Keyblade Armor Activator on his left shoulder. Cloak is red, black and purple. Keyblade Armor is yet to be seen (I wont show it till I get the right Keyblade for this character.). Personality: Outgoing and inquinsitive. He is very social person, but can be needy at times, considering his dark past. Even thought he is an adolecent, he is well built on taking care of himself, and usually likes to test himself. Figuratively, Etrius is always a bit unortodox when it comes to certain things. Instead of fighting normally, he uses his Keyblade front-handed and back-handed, depending on the situation. When the time calls for battle, Etrius becomes focused on the set target and won't stop till circumstances change, but he knows right from wrong, and will always be loyal to his teamates. Homeworld: Abraxas What's most important to you? Peace. Of all the things is important is peace and prosperity. What do you want outta life? To end all wars. Life can be dealt a different way. What are you afraid of? The universe falling to destruction. Thats exactly what happened to my home world and I don't want to see that again Keyblade: Kingdom Key. Path Chosen: Path of a Hunter Path Sacrificed: Path of a Mystic KHSOS: Awakening All I'm saying is, both you and 013 Follower have read the rules thoroughly, but everyone in SOS starts with the Kingdom Key. You will gain more Keyblades at your disposal as you participate, and may even gain the Keyblade you are wishing for. I am also creating personal Keyblades for everyone in this Thread. Again, I am no Moderator, but I'm just pointing out that little detail. @Olid2010 @O13 Follower
Andromeda shifted toward the direction Cole had pointed to and beat her wings hard. They were flying at 185 mph, and Andromeda was enjoying it. She closed her eyes leisurely and relished wind passing through her scaly skin. Suddenly, she couldn't help herself but let a pleasant roar of happiness. It sounded like a squeal of a schoolgirl crossed with the throaty growl of a satisfied lion. She had been forced to run her entire life, and now, she finally got to test her abilities in real time after 3 entire years! Nothing satisfied her more. She dipped her head as she neared the destination, she began to demorph. "Brace yourself!!!" She shrieked, almost happily. She flipped through the air in a small acrobatic ball, and she landed, skidding across the ground with her sneakers smoking on the asphalt. She let out a happy whoop on the open street, then quickly composed herself. She still didn't trust the werewolf. But, all things considered, he was sent by the Elders, and he did kind of save her life. But then, Andromeda had already returned the favor. Benjamin sighed deeply, scratching his chin idly. It was the same routine ever since he joined Marty's Theater, located on West Carthage Street. It was close to where, according to what the reporters say, the center of freak lightning strikes had happened just the other night. Normally, Benjamin would take interest in those things, but Benjamin was a retired Slideshow Magician. He occasionally missed being a Con Artist Fighter, but those days were way over after Andromeda left. Benjamin rested his chin over a hand as his thoughts drifted to Andromeda. She was the reason Benjamin retired from being a vigilante. She disappeared from her cave home, leaving traces of werewolf fur all over the place, and a little blood. Benjamin sighed again. Where the hell was his friend after so many years??
Etrius walked up the stairs with Ananta, Cat and Luna on the way to cleaning himself up. He particularly felt repulsed by Ananta for some reason. He immediately remembered that she was the same green-haired female who had made a "splitting performance", and the same girl who tried to stop Etrius from killing Luna. Etrius had insulted her after the latter situation. Normally, Etrius would have apologized for what actions he did wrong, but something had put Etrius off, causing him to stop on the stairs, watching the trio of ladies go. There was something off about the girl, as if some of her power was stripped clean. "Questionable," Etrius thought, "But not top priority. Even though I still need to apologize for calling her a dog, I need to clean myself. My head is still throbbing from the extensive discussion with Kross, and I still can't figure out what happened that I nearly killed Luna, who's been nice to me since I arrived. I also need to apologize to Karina, regrettably." Etrius also thought, glancing at Karina, who was playing loud music. Not particularly bad tasting for the girl, but still, it IS Karina he was concerned about. He sighed, and continued up the steps, and entered an empty room to his right. He sat down on the clean set bed, and put one hand on his Armor Activator, detaching it from it's cloak. He pressed the button. Nothing happened. Etrius sighed, annoyed. He set down the Activator on a nearby nightstand, and removed his his black shoes and cloak to reveal a white undershirt and black sweatpants. He set the cloak on the bed, grabbed a towel from a nearby rack and went to the bathroom. As he entered, he locked the door and undressed, turning on the shower, waiting for it to warm up. He walked into the spray of warm water, and cleaned every part. Whatever thoughts that bothered him one moment, disappeared the next moment as he gathered his thoughts. -I nearly tried to kill Luna. When I "thought" that she would leave, something broke. I have yet to figure out why. All I know is that my own darkness might be developing it's own consciousness. -Karina tends to be unstable. I have little to know about her. But that doesn't give an excuse to not apologize. No matter what she says, I'm going to apologize whether she accepts it or not. If anything, she could've suffered more in the past than I have. -Kross and Steel are both excellent guys to talk to. Steel seems a bit...cold, but is otherwise trustworthy, and Kross is a decent planner and opinionist. Better hang out with them more often. -I have yet to see Vanitas or Master Xehanort. Currently, I'm more worried of the Master rather than Vanitas himself. What motive does the Master have, and moreover, where is he? Etrius stepped out, and found some spare clothing under the sink. He dressed himself in white, clean clothing, but never put any socks. He slung his now-damp towel over his shoulder, and walked out of the bathroom. Etrius' skinny frame shown straight out of his shirt, making him look a little small, and maybe a little underweight, but he was well-muscled. The Guild Hall's floor felt cool under Etrius's feet, as he silently made his way back to his room. He walked in, closed the door, tossed his towel over the doorknob, and lay in his bed, looking to the nightstand. He had removed his glasses before going to the bathroom, so everything except items at close distance looked blurry and distorted. He decided to get some rest. His mind had overworked all day.............. Not 2 seconds later, Etrius's eyes were firmly closed, as he breathed quietly.
I'm no admin, but I would have to say that the only issue would be your Keyblades. Everyone starts with the Kingdom Key, and the Ultima and Photon Debugger aren't standard issue. might need to edit that.
SO MUCH MYSTIC HATE D:
(OOC: Flashback moment here. Thought it would be a good idea to reintroduce the fact that Etrius has met Xehanort and Vanitas in the past {Even though he was 10 years old then. Time moves a lot faster on Abraxas. >o<}) Etrius, who was still holding some cards, lay his entire hand face-up in a small trash pile and drew 5 new cards from his pile. He slid the card 3 cards to Kross. The card of Strength, the Emperor, and the Empress. "According from the letter from Yen Sid, and from what it could seem on the surface, there are 3 antagonists, including Vanitas. However, when I last saw him, he was with Master Xehanort, and by the looks, he has a stinging attitude. Unless you already know," Etrius said, getting to the basis. He tapped the Emperor card, emphasizing it's meaning. "That being said, he may or may have already betrayed Xehanort. However, Xehanort himself was even stranger than Vanitas. He was saying something about an all-powerful Keyblade...." There sitting on two thrones entirely of iron, were Draconine and Dementia Parilaz, Etrius' father and mother. Etrius' brother and sister weren't here, which Etrius expected. They were both out on an outing, checking the Heartless population no doubt. As Etrius entered the room, his mother said, "Quick, my child, get into position. Our visitors will arrive any moment." Etrius did exactly so, just as he heard a knock on the door. "Enter!" Ordered Draconine, straightening in his throne. Two figures entered. One of them was an old man in his late-70s, half hunched over. He was balding and his cloak was opened, revealing a white dress shirt and dark black boots. The most astonishing part, was his face. The man had pale yellow eyes, exactly like Etrius', only strangely colder. He wore a smile that suggested to Etrius that this man had a lot of pride under his belt. The second figure wore a red and black muscular suit. His body build looked masculine, looked 17. He wore a mask that was reflective. The boy looked at him and said, "What're you lookin' at?" The older man frowned at the boy. "Don't be rude, Vanitas, this boy is obviously of royal blood, show him some respect!" Said he. "Looks more like a shrimp to me," replied the boy, but he fell silent under the old man's glare. The old man turned to Etrius' father "Draconine, how are you?" The man asked warmly. Draconine frowned in return and said, "Xehanort, it's been too long." Xehanort walked quietly into the room, Vanitas following close behind. Xehanort looked at one of the Armors guarding the room, and held out his hand, summoning his Keyblade. As the Keyblade materialized, the blade was at the chin of that Armor. The Armor remained slack and not moving. Xehanort, blade still at the neck, said to Draconine, "My, my Draconine, these dark creatures are marvalous by my standards! These Heartless somehow managed to merge in with fallen Keyblade weilders armor! What do you call these creatures?" "We call them Heartless Armor, since they are embodiments of darkness, yet they are able to wield the Keyblade." Draconine responded. Xehanort looked back at the Armor, then let his Keyblade disappear. "I am quite interested in these new beings, but I am more interested in a bigger purpose." Xehanort said, sounding more serious, "I have a way to bring back the X-Blade." Dementia spit out the tea that she was drinking and coughed. Etrius' jaw lowered slightly in disbelief. Bring back the X-Blade? Impossible. Xehanort smiled at Etrius. "The X-Blade isn't impossible to reforge," said he, as if reading the family's thoughts, "It just takes tedious measures." He gestured to Vanitas, "This boy here is purely darkness. If I make him clash with a Keyblade Wielder who is purely of light, and they fight to the death, they have a chance of forging the X-Blade." Draconine stood. This was completely inhumane. More to the point, was he asking to give him one of their own?? Xehanort continued, "I'm not asking for your offspring, because they are also darkness. They are of no interest to me. What I am interested in is you and your family helping me conquer the power. If the light and darkness successfully forge the Blade, I might be too weak to harness it's power. You, Draconine, on the other hand, have much strength under your belt. Help me conquer the X-Blade. Together, we can bring the light back to where it belongs." By now, the entire Parilaz family was troubled. Draconine was sitting on his throne, thinking deeply. Dementia was looking frantically between her husband and Xehanort. Etruis was seething. He did not like this Xehanort character. Not one bit. Draconine suddenly stood again, grabbing the attention of everyone in the room. In all his years, Draconine won many battles, and was respected by many people. He may have had the power of darkness at his side since birth, but that didn't make him a tyrant. "Leave this place Xehanort," Draconine said, his voice like a low thunderclap, summoning his Keyblade, "And never return. For years Xehanort, you've been chasing blind fantasies of greatness, and in the process hurt many people. Never talk about this to anyone, or you'll doom the entire universe as we know it to dark abyss that we will never climb out." Etrius thought he saw a flash of anger in those yellow eyes, but it disappeared as quickly as it came. Xehanort lowered his head and turned. But before he left, Xehanort said, "You are the fool here Draconine. These opportunities never come easy. You are making a very FATAL mistake." And he walked out, just like that. "What he said." Vanitas added, laughing and following out. It was a high mocking laughter. Etrius shivered at the flashback. Xehanort's warning was more than enough, but Vanitas' laugh made Etrius so uneasy and angry that Etrius' own eyes went red once again. He shook his head slowly to get back to business. He gathered the three cards in front of Kross in a small pile. He then lay a Tower card right next to the right of the pile, and the Hanged Man card below both the pile and the Tower. "The Hanged Man represents the Worlds, and the Tower represents whoever else is involved with Vanitas and his allies." Etrius explained, "I have a strange hunch that someone else may be behind all this. I can't confirm this, but I know one thing; Vanitas seems very arrogant, and arrogance can either be a big advantage or a liability to this entire conflict. In short.." Etrius swiped the three-card pile from Kross, and slams it on the trash pile. "We destroy the head of the snake. Heartless may be strong, but Vanitas is stronger. We kill him and his allies, we disorient the Heartless." Etrius draws a 2 cards from the main pile and frowns before continuing, "Unfortunately, doing that comes at a terrible risk." He lay a Death card on top of the Hanged Man, and he lay a Devil card where the Emperor, Empress, and Strength card used to sit. "Like I said before, whenever there is light, there will always be darkness. We have a short chance that the Heartless might attack the Worlds on there own, or someone else will take Vanitas' place. It's a natural risk that will need to be recognized." Etrius finished. Etrius gathered all his cards back all together with natural Hunter speed, and slipped it back to his cloak with a short sigh. He turned and began to clean whatever dishes he had left over behind by anyone else, and muttered to himself, "X-blade, X-blade, X-blade, X-blade...was Master Xehanort bluffing to dad? Or.." Etrius suddenly dropped a dish accidentally. He was so distracted that he dropped it. He let out a short grunt of frustration as he threw the rag he was using to clean on the sink and said quietly, "I'm going to get myself cleaned up. I'm too distracted." He walked out to an empty room in the Guild Hall. @Kross123
View attachment 37368 View attachment 37369 View attachment 37370 "Handsome Rouge" has been stored. 2 monster cards and a Trap card to inspect.
Thank you for the feedback. I have edited them, along with any other cards in production, and I shall be making more soon. I have just on thing to say about "Handsome Rouge". Mostly I can agree with the effect being a little much, but I left a loophole. "Handsome Rouge" only negates the opponent's facedown Traps on the field (Much like "Jinzo" when he's summoned) and ONLY effects the opponents CURRENT hand. If the opposing player draws a new Trap card from his or her deck, "Handsome Rouge" cannot negate that new Trap, therefor, you actually can set a new Trap. I must also add that if you can't have cards that reveals a person's hand, "Jinzo" could be on the Banlist. I may have read that rule wrong though, so feel free to correct me. When I first built it, "Pyro Clown" was built as a monster tribute for Ritual cards. Having 900/0 made it something of a sharp hitter, made more for killing off weaker monsters lower than it's ATK caliber. In a way, I intentionally built him to be for a bigger purpose. I also made another monster like "Pyro Clown", by the name of "Soljah". All opinions aside, I didn't do my homework on Yugioh that much to make good cards. So, I asked a friend to help me adjust the stats of all the cards i have been creating, including the ones I have shown you. Only one of them I had to seal because of the rules stated on Page 1. Other than that, all my cards are ready for posting, and I will create more. I am not arguing against all of your opinions. I am merely improving them until they are 'fully' complete. Again, thank you for the feedback, and I greatly appreciate it.
View attachment 37363 View attachment 37364 Dunno whether these cards are adequate. Did them recently. I just may use them in a duel.
Etrius finished his apple and laid all his cards facedown and spread out on a table near Kross and Cat. He turned his head and spat the core out at a nearby trash can, sailing and landing. He turned back to his cards and shuffled them around and grabbed 3. "Everyone knows the universal rule about light and darkness." Etrius began flipping two of the cards in his hand to reveal the Sun and the Moon card. "Light and darkness can't exist without each other. Therefor, Heartless are attracted to both properties, one leading to a food source, the other leading to a residence. However, areas of light are more vunerable in this scenario." Etrius flipped the third card in his hand and slid it to Kross. It was the card of Death. Etrius drew another card from his scattered pile. "I've actually been around Heartless long enough to know that they maybe strong in numbers, but they are too animalistic to function on a set basis." Etrius continued. He flipped his new card to reveal a Devil card. "Someone, or maybe a group, is somehow controlling the Heartless. If anything, they can target any Haven of light they choose to ravage. It may or may not be Vanitas, as it seems that he has his hands a bit full with the Unversed. Whether or not Krowley can test this suggestion is out of my jurisdiction. But this could be a possible theory on how to combat the Heartless, and whoever else is behind it." @Kross123 @Cat~ And possibly @KHGrl15 if she chooses..
I heard your call, sir. Now I will answer it. Very nice cards indeed. And more commonly, light types. Most cards I see that my friends have are pretty much dark types, considering that Yu-Gi-Oh is a dark game itself. But otherwise, excellent cards indeed. I might also decide to join in myself. I'm already watching the show (I never had an interest when I was younger) and I'm creating my own deck. You might expect me to release some cards of my own sooner or later Ciao.
