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Username: Fuzzy B. Character Name: Romeo Uzuki Age: 20 Gender: Male Realm of Residence: Darkness Keyblade wielder, yes or no: Yes Appearance: http://www.zerochan.net/605699 Bio: Trained by a now passed Keyblade wielder, Romeo was a good man. Until his master was killed right before him by heartless. Via his shattered heart, the darkness was able to weasel it's way in since he was so young and inexperienced. He wanted his old master back, not the new one they paired him with. But Romeo bidded his time, waiting until his training was complete. Thus with Keyblade in hand. He vanished into the world of darkness before anyone could stop him. He was 14 when he was last seen on the Keyblade Wielder's realm. Extra Info: Fear his might. For he has emerged from the darkness a Keyblade Master of the Dark.
My fellow rockstar from Mars.
As he passed room after room and hall after hall, he finally happened upon the center of his castle home. What he saw made him pause for a moment to decide on what to do. After all, the pausing was for Alyss, who was not there, for this was her normal place of lounging. At the center of it all. Daydreaming aside he figured she'd be pleased with the results. They always were. And if they weren't well.. This train of thinking made him sigh and stare down intently at the somehow waxed floor. How was that floor waxed, polished and cleaned? Sure, none of the Immortals were dirty people. But surely dust would accumulate. Think, think, think. He sat down upon the cushions of the Alyss and tried to ignore her obvious scent that arose with his descent. Placing the rabbit upon another cushion, he realized he was sinking beneath the good smelling pillows. Snipping was his only way out and snip he did, until finally the giant cushion that was trying to devour him was no more. Just a pile of satin, fluffy stuff and evil intent. "How does she tame that thing and stay afloat on it, it was almost as scary as that bed made of water..."
*Checks on you*
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Snip Snip Snip Snip Snip Snip. Went the sound of of his fingers, at least, that's what Edward called them. Mindlessly his consciousness worked because his subconscious was what pushed the thought and energy into his fingers and allowed him to shear out masterpieces. Or so that's what everyone told him. And no one was excluded from requesting something to be created by his fingers. A very fine worker was what they called him here. They also told him that he was Immortal. He figured that was why the children of his old home where so much older last he visited. All of them used to have hair colors of different hues, not a sign of grey or white anywhere on their skulls. When he went, those were the only colors he could see on their heads. But enough of that. That life was where it belonged. In the past! Right now he was to focus on the future, his future. It made his small lips quiver in an attempt to smile at the mere thought of it. He hadn't done that in a while. Smile. The echoing snips stopped as he put full concentration into it. Muscles shifted and contracted for minutes trying to do something they'd nearly forgotten. He tried one more time. Ah! There it is! It was a good feeling. To feel those muscles stretching into that faintly familiar shape. An outsider would have probably not noticed a change. Snip Snip Snip Snip. He could never hate this sound, no matter how many times it played it's tune in his ear. Finally the snipping stopped and he tilted his head at the finished product. What is it, you ask? Why it was a simple three foot tall glass rabbit. Complete as Alyss had ordered. From the tailored suit. To the intricately designed pocket-watch that replaced the rabbit's normal cotton tail. He'd even gave the rabbit's eyes the look of a human who's worried about something. The fact that it was late, maybe? Edward couldn't comprehend it and didn't mind since she'd oddly asked for it to be added. With a happy Snip, Edward picked up his deceptively heavy looking creation and began to process of traversing the large diverse castle his called home.
OOC: This is just a friendly OOC reminder to the people who keep referencing the base. We started at the school, we move to the next location. The base is our ultimate GOAL but we can't go there yet. It's a level up sort of thing. Or a straight line. With the other locations as obstacles with bosses. We beat the bosses, get new stuff and then move on to the next obstacle and boss. The base is the final reward center/boss fight. -Fuzzy B. He nodded in agreement. It was just then announced that evacuation buses would be sent to certain areas including the school they were currently in. He took this in. But what about the people in homes nearby? Trapped in cars or stores or worse. It was when he saw their P.E. coach that he had a stroke of genius. "Trust me Rosalie!" He chuckled at the rhyme, pretending that things were like a game, that was helping him get through this. Jake jumped up and rushed at the coach. Asking him politely for his whistle and megaphone, which the coach was using effectively. But years of yelling across noisy fields and courts allowed him to give up both things without much effort on Jake's part. With a nod Jake was off, not even noticing if Rosalie was behind him. Up the emergency exit he climbed until he reached the roof. It wasn't pretty. There were others standing on their house roofs. Including those stuck on the school's own rooftops. He desperately wanted to save them, but logically it wasn't possible. So he climbed up the cafeteria's air conditioning machine ignored the moaning hoards down below and clicked the on button for the megaphone. He didn't give any thought as to what he would say while he pushed the talking part to his lips and spoke to loudly, so loud that only a squeal that pierced the ears could do. Unknown to him, the zombies within hearing distance began to generate around the cafeteria more, increasing the door holders problem. Jake took a deep breath, and spoke,"HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEY!! ALL HUMANS! A MILITARY BUS OR TWO WILL BE COMING TO THE SCHOOL TO HELP US OUT !!! IF YOU CAN HEAR THIS AND NEED HELP! PLEASE TRY TO MAKE YOUR WAY HERE!! I REPEAT! A MILITARY BUS WILL BE COMING TO THE SCHOOL TO PICK US UP! GET HERE FOR RESCUE! GOOD LUCK!!" He lowered the arm holding the megaphone and switched it off, sighing as he sat on the AC unit. This was the best he could do for the moment. He hoped it was enough.
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*Salutes you*
Every vote counts, soldier.
D: Wtf. It's cleverly sweet.
Dismantle it and those words make Ker+Jayn
Jake's head turned from left to right surveying the crap happening around him. The collasal mixture of crying, shouting, arguing, reasoning, calming and the drone of the T.V. coming together to deafen him into a stupor. With a stroke of fustration and the urge to get something done he turned to the girl nearest him, the piercing red eyed one. "Hey, I'm Jake, you don't know me and I don't know you, but throughout this, you think we should stick together?"
I love you. JKaery.
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Not theirs. :x Her's. And if you're not in the cafeteria. I don't see how your post could pertain to mine. :c
D: I was just scolding the others I 'thought' she might have interacted with in her posts. My b.
Yeah other guys who've apparently interacted with her therefore making her posts worth looking at by the aforementioned guys.
