I would love it if most of these worlds made it in, as could have been seen if my vote had been public XD some interesting choices here though.
Glen sat down on the ground, grumbling something about children and taking things that didn't belong to them. "I'm not impairing my senses. Did you even see how graceful I was? It was a thing of beauty, much as I will be in battle, never you worry fair maiden!" he exclaimed with a small, short laugh. He then sighed and hung his head a little. "If it bothers you that much though, like it seems to everyone else, I guess I'll stop for now" Glen agreed, giving up drinking for the moment. He then noticed the singing thugs, and stood up as he took a few steps towards them. "I've got a dream that one day, I'll be stronger than the rest of you, and nobody will ever push me around again, or kill my family again!" he cried out in a drunken outburst, before falling flat on his behind.
Glen stopped for a moment, just staring at the shattered glass which now laid on the ground. He had already put some alcohol into his inventory earlier after discovering whatever he decided to put into his pockets somehow fit miraculously, so he now had a few bottles of alcohol in there, but still..that glass had had meaning. Maybe not much meaning, seemingly unimportant to everybody else, but Etrius had crossed a line. Glen had paid for that drink fairly, with his own hard earned munny, and now Etrius had just destroyed it. Not even a "hey Glen maybe you should slow down on drinking" or anything, just outright destroyed it. That did not sit well with the wielder. Glen stood up quietly. Without a sound, he began sneaking towards Etrius, slinking around like a cat and commando rolling behind chairs and tables as he did so. At least, that's how it was in his mind. In reality, he was staggering around and bumping into the chairs and tables, and simply falling over in a drunken waltz as he made his way over. As he got close to Etrius, he crouched down. "I'll teach you to mess with a man's drink. Child or not, you don't simply get rid of my alcohol without some sort of consequence" Glen said quietly to himself, before leaping forward and attempting to tackle Etrius to the ground.
Stephen had moved very fast, nearly running all the way back to around where he knew the black markets to be at. He had some investigating to do of his own, and he had every intention to do so. Not only for his own interest, but to ensure Caleb's life was in no danger. After all, he still needed him. Taking a few steps towards the entrance, he could plain hear the people around, walking hastily despite it being nightfall. Perhaps one of them would know something, perhaps they could unknowingly help him. The man began scanning the minds of passers by. They would likely have no idea of what he was doing for multiple reasons. The first was that he gave no visual signs of his practice. A simple glance in their direction was all it took, sometimes not even that, so he appeared as though he were simply searching for something, which in a sense he was. The second was because telepathy was a rare development in the spirox gene, or so he was informed. Many people did not know mind reading existed, unless either they knew of a telepath or was one themself. Continuing to search, he heard many strange things. Family conflicts on peoples' minds, debts needing to be paid to those who had power in the area, and then- ah, there. A young man, somewhat pale and looked almost draconic, a slightly worried yet angry expression on his face. What was on his mind told him very much about the leader of the group he was interested in, but more precisely it told him what the 'leader' was prepared to do to gain loyalty. Despite the brutality of it, Stephen could not dismiss the thought that he himself may very well use the technique, if he did not have a way to force the truth out of people anyway. Taking a step over to Valinton, the telepath stopped briefly. For once in his many years of living, he found himself not quite sure what to say. He had a natural gift with words, but how would he coerce the boy to follow him without making it sound suspicious. He mentally sighed. Time was of the essence, if what the mutant was thinking was true, so perhaps it would be best to simply state the truth, or at least what he needed to know. Stepping closer now, he was now within clear view and only a few feet away from the young mutant. "Pardon my intrusion, sir, but you appear to be looking for something. I know a great many things about this place, all you would need to do would be to ask" he stated, attempting to grab Valinton's attention.
Arioch Firarze stopped where she stood. She could hear a voice in her head, one that spoke as though it knew more than she did. Was this another side affect of her powers? First the burning skin, now this? Or was it something altogether different? "Why would I go back there? The last time I was in the city..I burned down a large portion of it, I frightened hundreds of people, and killed a lot of them..I couldn't bring that to my city. Not again" she responded to the mystery voice. So, this was how she would play it. Self pity, guilt. These were common emotions among outcasts, along with such feelings as resentment and to some degree a desire for vengeance, though Stephen doubted this would be the case with the girl. He could reach into her mind now, feeling the fear she was experiencing right now, as well as the worry. You have nothing to worry about. I will not hurt you. I will leave this place, and never return, if that is what you wish. All I request is that you listen to..this, the telepath spoke to Arioch, sending various images of the riots, chaos, and general disruption that was quite common in the cities. He waited for a moment. He could pry into her mind to get an idea of what she was thinking, but that would be highly dishonourable. In any case, he believed she would tell him her decision quickly. He was right. "If I go back..what would I do?" You would help me eliminate those that would disrupt the ideals of peace, while helping those who enforce them. Whether the elimination would be through sheer convincing or brute force would be entirely up to you. I am not, and will not act as, your master. I am just a being that would rather the world be in a state of peacefulness, rather than the disarray and chaos it is in currently. A slight pause from Arioch. This man spoke of peace, and though Arioch would like that she couldn't see how it would happen. Could one man really make a difference that large? Could one man really change the way things had supposedly been for years? I am quite certain that I can do this, yes. Arioch sighed a little bit. This voice in her head, apparently it could hear her thoughts. It made sense given where it was, but it did not make the fact any easier for her to accept. The flameweaver silently nodded her head, before verbally agreeing to help whoever this mysterious voice belonged to. She wasn't sure why, but she felt she should trust it. Her response was one that was not expected. It was an image of a house, a small one at that, along with a 'verbal' message that told her to meet him there when she was able. She was assured that the voice would know she was coming and meet her there. Without another word, the voice seemed to leave her mind. She wasn't sure how she knew, but something felt different. The girl turned around and looked at the old cave she had been hiding in. "Time to move back home. Thank you for keeping me safe" she said. Speaking to a cave may be insane to some people, but when you lived on your own for years and years with no human contact, you did strange things. Stephen turned around now. He had convinced the flameweaver to join them, surprisingly easily in fact. With the addition of her, his chances began rising, much as he was sure the heat of her flames would do. Before he decided to attempt to speak with any others, though, he decided to check in with his contact on the inside. This meant he had to go back into the city, something he neither liked nor disliked. He rarely liked anything, so this was not shocking in the slightest, but whether he was thrilled by the idea of it or not meant nothing to him; it was essential. His feet began moving almost without him thinking about it, as he began the walk back to the borders of Kikei.
Glen was still drinking, still laughing quite a bit with his new friend, when Cat came over and pulled him off his stool. "Of course I plan to get drunk now. Have you even seen the way you and Etrius carry on? I mean come on, how am I meant to cope without a little help?" he asked rhetorically. He continued talking as Cat did. "If you expect me to continue on sober I think you have another thin- I'm sorry, what did you just say?" Glen asked sarcastically, all cheer now gone from his tone of voice. The keyslinger stood straight and glared straight at Cat. "You don't know anything about me, and you don't know my father. I don't give a rat's ass whether you think I'll become stronger than him or not, because whether you believe I will or not, I will. Maybe not soon, maybe not even when i'm older, but one day I will. Until then, you just sit there playing with dollies and dreaming of thieves that come to steal your affections, and don't you dare speak to me like that again" Glen said in as much of an intimidating tone as he could muster. With that being said, he reached over and snatched up the glass of alcohol he had been drinking, before storming over to one of the walls of the snuggly duckling and slumping down against it.
Glen gulped down yet another drink. He was going through them rather quickly, being at his fourth already, but if he knew one thing it was how to down a drink with haste, and in the location they were in it didn't seem like it would be all too out of place. Slamming the glass onto the bar, he turned to the old man in the diaper. It was strange that he was in nothing but a diaper, but who was he to judge? He was with a party of people who fell for thieves and spoke to horses. "What am I having? Your guess is as good as mine, friend! All I know is it tastes better and better with each one that goes down!" the keyblade wielder exclaimed. He then faced the bartender once again. "Two? TWO? Why stop at two? Make it five, anything they don't drink I'll get rid of!" he said cheerily as he raised the next glass to his lips and began guzzling the liquid down once again.
Hello friend, welcome to the glorious, magnificent forum of KH-Vids! I couldn't help but notice that you said we all rock. I, on behalf of everyone here, would just like to say:
Saw this movie last thursday. Absolutely frickin loved it. I'm a fan of the marvel movies in general, but this one blew me away. The storyline, the music, the combat scenes, it all just went so well and I cannot wait to see what else they do with the next one!
Have to say, this trailer looks pretty awesome. I'm a huge fan of the Naruto Shippuden: Ultimate Ninja Storm games, and have been for several years. It doesn't look like this game is amazingly different from the others, but I will still get it nonetheless.
Not exactly ground-breaking news considering it was uploaded on FEB 24, but yeah it is a really nicely done piece. Fits the KH-style music well, and makes me want a frozen world in KH3 even more.
Deducting, I don't know, let's say 200 munny for the purchase of alcohol in Corona!
Glen followed everybody to the Snuggly Duckling. As he began walking forward, the keyblade wielder couldn't help but roll his eyes. They were finally there, only for it to be exactly what it sounded like, a cutesy little inn? Where was the adventure, the thugs he imagined a thief would know? Had they really come all this way to hear a bedtime story read to them as though they were six year olds? With a sigh, the warrior stepped through the doors. Now, this was what he had certainly expected. Screw the adorable sign out the front, what he saw in front of him was exactly the company he figured a thief would hide out with. Brutal-looking people, some even missing limbs and having hooks for hands, not a fluffy duck in sight. "You certainly know some interesting people" he said quickly to Flynn, before spotting the bartender. He was only 18, which was the legal drinking age on his world, and he hadn't had a good drink in many months. Despite not desperately needing one, he got the feeling with his current party he would find himself desiring one very soon, so why wait? Sauntering over, he rapped the bench twice with his wrist and waited for the bartender to turn his way. "Hey there, I'd like your finest alcoholic drink, and make sure to put one of those fancy umbrellas in it!" he requested, making sure to show a small pouch of munny to show that he could indeed pay for the beverage he had asked for. He didn't want the bartender thinking he, like many of the others in the Snuggly Duckling, was a thief.
I'm voting for Cstar because she's kept up nicely, introduced her character very well and actually made interesting posts that I can be bothered to read.
Caleb stopped as he saw the throne, and on it..Natana. The one that had betrayed her allies, tried and succeeded in killing two of them, and had the nerve to make it seem as though that were not only perfectly acceptable, but almost as though it were a good thing. The boy summoned his keyblade in his hand. If she were to dwell in the darkness, a weapon made to represent the light would be the best solution. Despite all the cruel, twisted things she had done, he was still honourable and would not strike her down whilst sleeping. "Wake up, scum, so that I may kill you where you stand and force you to atone for your sins!" he yelled out to her. Gexln walked over to Caleb and gave him a light pat on the shoulder as he walked by. "Nice one, drama queen" he insulted as he walked past. He, unlike Caleb, had no problems with attacking Natana whilst she slept, but it seemed that Caleb's morals were too strong for him to abandon. The Nobody of the Dark sighed. He felt quite a lot of fury for this girl, but if Caleb were going to make things difficult for him, he wasn't so sure bringing him along was the best idea. The warrior then noticed the crystal balls. He had never seen them before, nor had he laid eyes on whatever seemed to be inside them. Where had she got them? He crinkled his nose slightly now. Something was off. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but something about it didn't smell right. The swordsman thought about it for a moment. Caleb was there, uninjured. Gexln himself was also there, also in a reasonable shape to fight, and Natana was sitting in front of them, so what was the problem? Nothing, it seemed. Taking a few steps forward, he shot a menacing glare at Natana and without another word, sent a dark firaga to follow up with it. There would be no holding back. This battle, though not a lot depended on it, had plenty of meaning behind him. He was not only fighting for himself, but he was fighting so that he wouldn't let down R either, and avenging the loss of his fallen 'friend'.
Glen, surprisingly, showed the slightest hint of a grin. He had done the impossible. He had gotten a female to admit defeat, men forevermore would worship him as a god. "My name's Glen, and I accept your apology" he said being somewhat friendly. The boy wasn't sure what Kaida was trying to do when she began pushing them forward, so he quickly took a hop forward and got himself walking without her help. "These legs aren't painted on you know, I do know how to walk" he said, once again in a somewhat friendly tone. Seemingly back to his cheerful self, he began following Flynn as the thief led them onwards towards the Snuggly Duckling.
I play quite regularly really. Love the game, have been playing for about 3 years or so now and still find it as entertaining as I did when I started. I can play just about any champion but my favourites are Fizz, Draven, Wukong, and Rammus!
"Yeah yeah, better get moving, better get to the snuggly duckling, in a crowd yay" Glen said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I wanna get moving as much as the rest of you guys, but I think before we do, somebody should apologize to us" he said, crossing his arms as he did so. He then sighed. "But..I guess that's too much to expect from someone we just met, so I'll put it aside for now for blondie- er, Rapunzel's sake" Glen added. He then turned his attention to Rapunzel, Flynn, and Maximus, and had to stifle a laugh at Flynn on the ground in pain. "I'm ready whenever everyone else is" the boy finished.
Pretty much this, but at the same time Rienzel this is a discussion and idea thing so it's fine to suggest just about anything :P Your idea does sound really cool, Sess, but I feel like it's more of an idea that would benefit from its own, seperate RP, not a sequel to LvD1.
Gexln nodded slowly in response to R. He was surprised R was trusting him to go after Natana. Was it because he was too weak? Because he actually did trust Gexln that much? Or was it a combination of both? Regardless, he now had a huge responsibility. A serious look swept over the Nobody's face. The fact that he was entrusted with this task meant a great deal to the swordsman. "R, when I first met you, I tried to kill you. Looking back on it, I'm glad I failed. It made me want to get stronger, to surpass you and get to the stage I could defeat you. I can see now, I don't need to do that. True strength doesn't come from a desire to hurt people, it comes from a desire to protect the ones dear to you. Kaya and I weren't close, but I can tell the two of you were. I'm not even going to say I will try to avenge her, because there is no trying here. I'm going to kill Natana, I promise you that" he said. Turning away from R now, he took a few steps away from him and stopped. Closing his eyes and focusing for a few moments, he tracked Natana's dark signature, and then once it was done he opened his eyes, and at the same time created a dark corridor, one that directly linked with Betwixt and Between. "Caleb, let's get going. The longer we wait, the more chance there is she'll sense us coming" he said. "Oh, and R" Gexln said over his shoulder. "Tell Xero I'll be back soon. As for the stone...I think i'm going to keep the stone. Could be fun if I used it when you were asleep, it'd be hilarious" he stated, a little light-hearted as he, too, stepped through. Caleb merely stood and waited as R spoke with Gexln. He didn't like either of them, but he was honorable and knew when to give two people privacy. Once the conversation was over, he heard Gexln call him to tell him to go through the corridor. Caleb stopped briefly in front of it, not out of fear but out of anticipation. He was about to attempt to commit murder to avenge a murder, something that morally wasn't particularly right. After seeing what Natana had done to Kaya and Valinton, though, he was somewhat convinced that it was a form of justice, protecting those she may strike at again from her. With this in mind, Caleb stepped through the dark corridor, emerging inside of Betwixt and Between, and within view of Natana.
