ok then, next time maybe ^^
im doing good ^^ how about you?
would you mind if i joined... or is it too late?
Brad had been wandering the streets for someone not even he knew. and he thought he saw a keyblader ahead of him. He slowly walked down the street in her direction.
Braxen was in the memorial to XIII looking at something he hid on that floor of the castle and reading the walls. "this memorial is dedicated to our brothers who had forsaken us for what we were and what we arent. they are all gone, yet they were who brought us all together, but it was them who tore us apart as well. ~ Written by Braxen number XV the new superior he looked around to see if anyone was around
His eyes turning pale he said in a calm voice "i will let this incident slide, but i swear to god if i ever hear you speak to me like that again I will show you true power... you are growing on my nerves and you are very lucky i am not in a foul mood or i might have brandished a fountain in your neck. he said in an angry voice. "if you had died at my hands in your first life you would have had an honorable death, unfortunately i wasnt the one to end you. remember Bane you only get two chances in life, the one you are born into, and the one you are granted into. remember that or else i may not be so merciful next time you take aggression out on a superior member" Braxen warped away to another floor
Braxen sighed as he spun his keyblade above his head and stuck it in the ground. a dark shield of energy surrounded him. the duplicates dissappeared "you are a strange one... over confident i can obviously tell. you see why i had a feeling you would do something like that? its decause you trust no one. you are a source of rebellion, and unless you tone yourself down i will be forced to release you. he stood up with the shield still around him well, it seems you are getting no where, so why dont you stop it before you get tired. save yourelf the strength Bexan."
as soon as he felt someone behind him a few duplicates had keyblades at rixukia's neck "this isnt your place rixukia. i am having a serious conversation with one of our members"
Braxen stopped about 2 arms lengths from Bane. he looked down for a second and a split second later he was pointing last judgement at Bane's throat. "I know what is an emotion and what isnt... dont remind me of HER... but if pain is all you believe in... then ill teach you what pain is if you keep that condescension up... ever since i found you... you always were different.. i heard you mumbling about a woman for a while, and even when I gave you a name, you rejected it...i dont do well with people talking down to me.. it always ends up with someone hurt and it usually isnt me... do you understand?" a glare on his half hidden face under his hood
uncrossing his arms he said"well you know me, well actually thats a lie. you dont know me... ive been a nobodie longer than you, so you may still know some basic emotion, but your right, i dont feel the enjoyment of laughter, or the excitement of battle, and if you last longer you may feel the same" he said walking past him looking down
Braxen warped behind Bane. "elusive as always Bane?" he said with his arms crossed, snickering a little.
Braxen pulls something out of the box, puts it in his robe and walks away after locking the box. "have fun Leox, dont kill yourself" he warped down a few floors. "I bet the others are awake by now"
the real Braxen morphed his own blades back and told the others to do so and held last judgement at his throat snickering "i guess i win" he warped back to the ground and released Leox. he walked a few steps away looking a a large intricate case. meanwhile the duplicates walked back into Braxen. "damn.... where is it..."
your in ^^ Braxen and the replicas warped above the bubble and raised their scythes and swung at different angles
OOC: ok your in but i need to make your number one higher Braxen and his duplicates extended their arms towards the beast shooting a ball of darkness to capture it
you need an additional weakness for each element you are, and overconfidence isnt a weakness >.> like if you are fire, your weakness is water and so on and XVIII is taken...
the forms warp side to side, 2 standing on opposite walls and one on the ceiling. "come closer" he said with a twisted smile Let darkness consume you he said morphing his keyblades together to form a scythe
"Yet, can you tell.." "Who is a fake?" "Who is real?" "and who will destroy you?" the replicas and Braxen warp around the enraged beast. taking a stab and warping away from it.
"feel free to, and here i thought you would like these more than your old weapon" *hands Leox the Tenebrex and lurebreaker keyblades "alright now for that fight" he said making 3 copies of himself. all of them drawing their two keyblades
your weapons are changed and pic of both are there ^^
