ooc: Am I in or not? Also, where are you guys, exactly?
ooc: Is it too late to join? T.T P.S: Where is everyone? Sinnoh? Kanto? Johto? Hoenn? Also, the empty slot in my card is an egg. Name: Nehi Age: 15 Appearance: other: His family were pokemon breeders. They loved and cared for pokemon all alike. Nehi was to young to have a pokemon of his own. So instead, he just helped out his parents at the daycare. He would play with them outside, eat with them, and take naps with them. It was like having your own pokemon; in a way. Their family pokemon, Dragonite, was there to lend a hand. Dragonite would protect Nehi when it felt he was in danger. Then, Nehi turned 10. The greatest day of his life. His parents gave him an egg as a gift. He was thrilled. 2 weeks later, it hatched into a baby Dratini. From there, they started their adventures. 5 years later, he finds himself building stronger bonds with his pokemon.
Hakumei jumped at the sudden appearance of the old man. He looked at him with a confused expression. "Wh-who are you? How do you even know my name..or nobody name?" he asked in an attempt to get answers.
ooc: K. I think I know where I left off. (...not really). I KNOW! I'll be deh comic relief! xD Hakumei stood near the front of the mansion. He was sitting on the porch of the mansion; head bowed. He was bored, depressed, and...well....bored. "I can't believe it.." he began. The knights were practically gone, Rokuxion was turning evil, and he had just found out that Jaxed killed Rokuxion's brother and girlfriend(He over heard Jaxed and the nobodies talking). His hands began to shake. Was it anger? Fear? He lifted his head; looking up at the sky; and raised his cupped hands. "AW COME ON!!" he shouted in mere boredom. "Why can't things just go bacjk to the way they were!" His eyes sheding an exaggerated stream of tears. A frown and sad expression came with the package.
His smile soon faded. "Wh-what do you mean it isn't safe anymore?" he asked getting a bit scared. Soku still needed to find his brother. So many things left undone; it was impossible for his homeworld to be "Not Safe".
ooc: I forgot where my character was last seen. o.o
Soku rubbed the back of his head; feeling a small bump. "Uhh...I'm tired." he responded. He gave a friendly smile.
ooc: Whoa. A lot sure has happened... ShadowofRiku, you're in. Soku was knocked down by a bolt of lightning emitted from the mans left hand. His body shook from the remaining static that lingered throughout his body. "AHHH!!......ow....." Soku layed there with the keyblade in hand. He was afraid of moving. "Hahahahahaha....!!!! Is this all you got?" he mocked as he slowly walked towards him. Soku remained on the floor. He winced as the pain shot up his body. It was to much for him. He let go of the keyblade and closed his eyes. "This is.....hard..." he thought as he went to sleep. The man laughed. "I pity such a weakling. Especially one chosen by such a keyblade.." he muttered in a low tone. The heart confined in eletricity slowly floated to the boys chest. Once Soku's heart was absorbed into him; he faded away. "Looks like we have a lot of work to do with this kid.." ------------ Soku slowly opened his eyes. They slowly fluttered as the suns rays shined bright in the sky. He saw a group of kids nearby. With a bit of a struggle, he got up. "Ow....why does my whole body hurt..?" Soku put a hand on his chest. He could feel the pulse coming from his heart. "So it was just a dream..?"
"Your heart is very intrigueing, Soku." he said as they both stared at each other. Soku glared at him and dashed towards him; keyblade positioned to his right side. He jumped up at him and swung the keyblade as hard as he could. The blade made contact with the mans temple. He flew to across the dark room and hit a wall. His body sank to the ground. "Very good, Soku. I'm starting to see why I've beendrawn to your heart.." He got up and relocated his neck using his hand. "Let's see how long you can last."
ooc: Lol. xD The boy layed there unconcious. The blade felt like a bullet when it pierced his chest. Though, the weird part was it didn't leave a hole in his body or anything. It was to strange. ----- "Wh-where am I?" he thought to himself. He opened his eyes to see darkness. It was so dark that he thought he needed a flashlight. Soku got up and looked around. "You're asleep." a voice said. He turned to the source of that voice and found a person nearby wearing a mask with a strange expression printed on it. The person was wearing a khaki colored cloak and brown boots. The noticeable part was the hair which was long black hair reaching all the way to his upper back. Two large bangs hung near where his eyes would be. He scowled. "Alseep? What do you mean?" he asked. The man turned his head to the left. Soku followed his gaze and saw a puddle like image of him in the real world. He was asleep. Two complete strangers were surrounding him. Then, a third person came running and joined them. "Wh-why am I asleep?" he asked. "Why am I here instead of out there?" The stranger turned his attention to the boy and began to walk towards him. "It is because your heart is being read..." he explained. Soku took a step back. "Read?" He nodded. "What are you talking about? You mean read as in reading a book or read as in..." he trailed off. The man raised his right hand from beneath the cloak and positioned his fingers in a cupped formation. White electricity began to form until it dispersed. A heart was now in his cupped hands. Small sparks of electricity ran around it. "Is that.....my heart?" Soku looked at the heart. A cold chill ran down his spine. The man nodded his head. "This is indeed your heart." he reconfirmed. "These white sparks are what's reading your heart." Soku looked down in thought. He began to remember the incident that had just happened at the fair. How the strange souless being had shot a beam of white lightning at the old man and absorbed his heart... His heart! Soku looked at the stranger and glared at him. "Y-you're trying to steal my heart!" he shouted. The man began to laugh. "What's so funny!?" he exclaimed as he swung his left arm in anger. "Hahahaha.... Steal is such a strong word. I prefer the phrase "Borrowing to observe." " he said. Soku's fists shook. "Oh yeah? Well, you're not taking MY heart!" He subconsciously swung his right hand to his side and a blade appeared in his hand. He looked at it in aw and confusion. Yet, he didn't have time to stare at the supernatural. He just got into an offnesive stance. The man was grinning behind his mask. "Well, you want to fight for your heart? Very well.." The heart lifted into the air and was struck by lightning coming from different directions. The heart stood hovering in the same place as the streams of lightning held it firmly. Soku's could feel the tension in the air. So could the man. He lowered his hand. A battle was about to emerge within the deepest part of Soku's heart.
Riku stood there motionless. He tilted his head a bit to back. Now, his eyes were visible. Dark shades could be seen around his eyes. It's as if he's had sleepless nights. "Who is this..?" the man muttered. Riku suddenly turned his attention to the old man. Soku was looking at Riku the whole time. His body was paralyzed with fear. "His eyes..... They...they aren't showing any signs of emotions." he muttered. "He's just an empty vessel. What....kind of monster is he?" Riku began to take slow steps towards the old man. It was as if he knew for sure he was his for the taking. Why the rush, right? The being took one more creepy step before standing right infront of the old man. "Wh-wh-what do you want?" he asked in a nervous tone. Just staring at him intimidated him. "What are you doing?" The people started to run about in fear. Soku; on the other hand; was still staring at Riku. His hands were trembling. He'd never seen such a person that lacked emotions. Soku soon snapped out of it when he saw a fireball shoot towards Riku. Of course, he didn't even have to keep his eyes off the old man. All he did was bring his left arm to his right side, then he swiftly swung his arm to the left hard. The fireball dispersed into small fragments of fire. "uuuuuuuuuugggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhh............." he uttered. Soku scowled at the strange noise the person was making. It was like some sort of smart, cool looking, zombie, wanna be person thing. The old man was now backing away slowly. It was a scary situation for the old man to be in. The corrupted Riku raised his right hand and opened it. His palm began to glow until static began to form. A ball of electricity was now formed in his right palm. "No. Please....Don't do it! NO!" He shot a beam of electricity and hit him. The old man began to shake as the electricity traveled throughout his body. Then, that's when it happened. All the beam of electricity began to extract something. Like a rope, it pulled the old mans heart and the body went limp. The old mans body colapsed to the ground...lifeless. The heart slowly glided towards Riku's palm. He closed his hand; the heart disappearing in the process. Soku gasped in horror. It was something you'd see in a horror movie or something. Except, this wasn't a movie. It was real. Riku turned around and walked towards the plunged keyblade. Once it was a few inches away, it reached for the handle. Without much effort, he puled the keyblade out of the pillar. Then, he extended his other hand and; in a flash of light; his keyblade appeared. Now, Way to Dawn and Nothings Existence were in his hands. "Hmmmmmmm......." With a few quick and easy swings of the keyblades, he carved a crown shaped symbol into the center of the stage. The outline of the symbol began to glow a radiant yellow color. Then, that's when Riku's eyes locked with Soku's. The boys eyes were locked firmly with Riku's. He couldn't even look away. "Wha-what is this? I can't even look away." he thought as Riku snickered. He extended the hand holding the nothings existence keyblade and pointed the tip of the blade at him. "uuuuuggghhh....." he began. Then, the world around them slowed down; as if time had been stopped. "Chosen wielder....he whispered. Suddenly, he loosened his grip on the keybalde and it darted towards Soku in a blinding beam of light. The beam in which the keyblade traveled as pierced Soku's chest and quickly came out through his upper back; hitting the ground behind him. Soku's eyes rolled back and he fell backwards. He hit the floor unconsciously; while the keyblade disappeared in a flash of light. With a satisfied grin; Riku's keyblade disappeared from his hand and he once again disappeared in an explosion of harmless light. The percussion was felt throughout the sandlot. The boy laid on the ground; motionless.
As the old man continued his talk, a flame of light consumed in darkness appeared near the keyblade. It began to fly around the keyblade. No one noticed it at first. Then, it flew over to the old man and began to hover around him. The old man was confused. "What..what is this?" he asked himself. The flaming orb circled him once more. Then, it flew near pillar and floated to the ground. The minute it touched the floor, a huge percussion could be felt. Soku's clothes and hair fluttered from the percussion. The audience began to stir. They were muttering amongst themselves. The flaming orb suddenly released a tremendous amount of energy that shook the stage. Soku started to get concerned for the safety of the others. Including the safety for Sazu. He was still no where to be found. "My goodness.. What is that thing?" the old man muttered as he stared at the being standing before them. Standing near the pillar was.....Riku. His purple bangs casted a shadow over his eyes; giving him a sinister appearance. His clothes had small details that differed from his original clothes(Kh2). He looked.....corrupted.
The keyblade was an amazing weapon. Such a weapon could decide the fate of all worlds. Soku stood there; speechless. The old man walked up to the pillar and attempted to pull the keyblade lose. It didn't budge. "Now, as you can see, this keyblade will not budge an inch." he began. He began to explain how a keyblade chose its wielder. How keyblade would only choose a wielder with a strong heart and etc. Soku was now interested in the keyblade. It's not like you see a keyblade everyday. The crowd was absolutely quiet. Even the vendors were now part of the audience. "As you can see, this keyblade has been stuck in this pillar for centuries. How? I don't know. Even I don't understand the nature of such a mystical weapon. I can only gain facts from what I've seen."
The old man moved away from the center and watched. Light began to manifest itself. With a flash of light, the center of stage was now occupied by small pillar. Plunged into the platform was a keyblade. A silver key like weapon with strange symbols engraved into the blade. Even the keychain had the same symbol. "What is that?" he muttered to himself as the crowd was beginning to gasp. It was unbelievable. The legends and folktales they've all heard about a key like weapon were true. The old man stared at the audience. "This weapon was found in a desert plain. The dimension was hard to find." he explained. he pointed at the weapon with his left hand while still focusing his attention on the crowd. "The legends and folktales are in fact true! The keys that led our destiny do exist!" The audience were amazed and intimidated at the same time. "Th-then that means the creatures of those legends do exist too!" a nervous man from the audience shouted. The crowd began to get uneasy. "Well let's not get to ahead of ourselves. The key was found, but it doesn't mean the rest of tales are real." The old man was trying to calm the audience down. After a long and exhaustful time of calming them down, it seemed as if it'd never end. People were staying only because of the keyblade. The fact that it was a rare sight made them feel reluctant to leave. Soku stood there just staring at it. It was as if it was calling him.
Nehi had followed Gaiva to the islet the minute he finished packing his things. He was now sitting at the shore, playing with sand. "Shoot. Sandcastles are so hard to build.." he muttered as he tried to form a small building out of wet sand.
As the lights began to focus on the stage, an old man dressed in sage clothing walked up the small steps that lead to the stage. He stopped at the center and looked at everyone; rotating his body to make eye contact with everyone. "Ladies and Gentlemen! It is time for the annual main event!" he began. The crowd began to go wild. The main event was always something amazing. Something people would always look forward to. "Now, I know every year we always have performances by great magicians or other great performances. But, this year is different." The crowd got silent all of a sudden. Soku stared at him in shock. The old man kept rotating. "This year, we will something better!" he shouted. The crowd went wild again. "This years entertainment will leave you wanting more."
ooc: You could've just editted your previous post... xD Anyway, I already said you're in.
ooc: OK you're in. Though, why do you have so many dots? xD Yes, Sub-weapon basically means Substitution weapon. Soku sat there. He was beginning to get worried. It's already been more than half an hour and his brother still hasn't come. The security of this festival began to make space in the center of the sandlot. They were going to use te struggle arena as a stage for the main event. Soku got up with a smile. He had just gotten an idea. His brother might have taken so long because he's been distracted by all the wonderful things of the festival. "I'll probably see him in the main event." he muttered to himself as he began to walk towards the forming crowd. The center of the sandlot was empty. Suddenly, the floor began to open up like gates. Slowly, the stage rose from the ground. The main event was only a few minutes away.
ooc: Just read the pages. Its only been like 3 pages.
ooc: xD After a good two hours had passed, the two were supposed to have met back at the bench. Unfortunately, that's not what happened. Soku had been waiting at the bench for at least five minutes after the time. "Maybe he just lost track of time. Yeah, that's it." he kept telling himself. The main event was nearing ever so close. What could Sazu have been doing? That was the same question Soku kept asking himself.
