Glen started to move from where he was, eager to help the soldiers and take down Shan-Yu, before he heard the voice of Nequa. He spun around, not recognising the voice. One thing was for certain, the woman that stood before him certainly wasn't from the world that they were in. He raised an eyebrow. Was she against them, or was she a late addition to their group? "Who the hell are you?" was all Glen simply asked, still not quite sure whether she was friend or foe.
It's a very interesting idea, it sounds like it'd be a cool RP to be a part of. The concept of being in a dream world whilst in a como is something that I personally haven't seen that much, so good job coming up with such a good idea.
Kaxar easily blocked the kunai, causing the small projectile to bounce harmlessly off the keyblade. It was only small, but her keyblade was wide enough to block the projectile without too much challenge. She then glanced at Satsujin quickly. He was not only quick with offense, but he seemed to be able to get into a defensive position fast enough too. She began running at him, she wasn't going to lose this time. As she ran, she looked at her surroundings to try and find a way to catch Satsujin off guard, which is when she finally noticed Lysa yelling. She skidded to a stop quickly. "Sorry Satsujin, I'm going to help Caleb" she apologized. She hurried over to where Caleb lay on the ground and began using a cure spell on the injured swordsman. Gexln was about to answer Xero's question, probably with another question, before R responded first. He listened closely, and was about to ask about the backup plan before R mentioned the reasons for fighting. What was he fighting for? He loved violence, he got a real kick out of it, and he enjoyed trying to become stronger, he'd get both out of a war wouldn't he? Although, the more he thought about it the more he realized it was much simpler than that. He didn't want to die, and he wouldn't allow himself to die, and that was all it came down to in his mind. "I'm fighting for both the thrill of the fight, and because I don't want to be wiped out by Kingdom Hearts" he stated.
I'd like to spend my 5 crowns on +1 strength(if possible), and I'd like to spend my 4 stat points on 2 in Dexterity, and 2 in Stamina please.
Glen awaited a response, but it appeared that nobody had heard him. He sighed. Perhaps he would have to speak louder, to make sure they heard him. He opened his mouth to practically shout his question once more, but stopped as he saw something in the corner of his eye. Footprints, and lots of them. All headed away from the location he was in, in the same direction that the soldiers had began walking in. Could they be their footprints? "Guys, I found the footprints of the others that left! They must lead to them, lets go warn Shang and save them!" he shouted. Without even waiting for a response, Glen began running at full speed towards the Imperial City. After some time, Glen finally arrived at the Imperial City. He hadn't looked back once as he ran, assuming that the others would follow him. Surely they had heard him that time hadn't they? He'd yelled quite loudly, so he hoped they had. He didn't have time to wait though, Shang and the rest of the soldiers' lives were in danger. As he entered the city, he spotted Shang walking at the front of the army. Digging in deep, he began sprinting as fast as he could, yelling out for Shang to stop as he ran.
I CANNOT CLICK THE LIKE BUTTON ANYWHERE NEAR ENOUGH TIMES TO CONVEY MY LIKING OF THIS PICTURE! This is awesome! Well done!
Caleb recoiled in shock as the attack sent Lysa flying. He hadn't put nearly enough force into the attack to do that, what had happened? His question seemed to be answered when the girl began orbiting around him. Did she have some kind of power that allowed her to fly? Questions were floating around in Caleb's head, questions that would likely remain unanswered, when suddenly he felt a kick slam into his back. He fell onto the ground with a loud thud. He groaned in pain, the attack had hurt a lot more than he had thought. He tried to get up, but a searing pain shot through his back as he tried. Instead, he laid sprawled out on the ground, unable to get up and fearing his back may be broken. "The hell did you do that for? This is training not 'cripple your ally before the war'!" he yelled out furiously. Gexln thought about how to best answer Xero's question. "Well, think about it. First, he was trying to recover this cornerstone thing in Twilight Town, then he sent us to travel through time to obtain the other part of it, something that isn't exactly simple. Even the way he fights, tactically using his opponents' weaknesses against them, R is anything but a simple fighter. So, why would he decide to take such a simple strategy that could get us killed easily now?" he asked, answering Xero's question with yet another question.
Vex sat quietly for a moment, something that was not uncommon for him. Despite having only just met Donte, Vex could already tell that he was going to be very, very useful to him. "We did deal a great blow to the Resistance, yes, and you're correct in assuming they would want revenge. Something surprising though? I wish I knew what they would try, so that I could beat them to it and crush the life out of them, and show them that-" he paused as a guard came up to him. "M'lord, I'm sorry to interrupt but I thought it would be best to inform you that one of our men has seen that slave you captured a short while ago is searching around suspiciously, somewhere over in that direction" the guard said, pointing over towards the door that Sasha was listening through. Vex sighed. "She's been here for such a short time and already she's escaped your surveillance? If you keep slipping up like this I'm seriously going to have to consider who to have as my head guard.." Vex said. He looked at Donte. "It appears we will have to continue this conversation at another time. For now, your information certainly sounds accurate enough. If you have any ideas as to what they could possibly do to surprise me, say them now, if not then you may leave" Vex said. He then shifted his gaze to the door and stood up in front of the throne. "As for you, Slave, if you truly are over nearby that door you had best show yourself before I bombard it with my magic" he warned. He loved senseless violence, he loved killing things, but he had to admit Sasha's cooking was pretty damn good. Caleb hung is head in front of him for a moment. The day was becoming very stressful indeed. First, he had had to deliver a speech, then Fae had fallen ill, Zane had returned, Marlene had also fallen ill, and now he was being told that Sasha had been taken by Vex. Fate was most cruel. He looked up after gathering his thoughts. "The plan on the raid will have to be put on hold. Vex's army may grow stronger, but I will not abandon a single member of The Resistance in a time of need. I will go and rescue Sasha, the rest of you do what Fae suggested and attempt to find those that will help us in our quest" he commanded. He stood up and turned around, about to begin leaving the resistance base, when a hand pushed him back into his seat. "Caleb, I may not know how long exactly, but you seem like you've been working on this plan for a long time now. This raid needs to happen, and it needs to happen soon. Vex is getting stronger by the day, and he's not going to slow down unless something is done about it. The Resistance needs you here. You go with the others and find more allies, I'll get Sasha. I've seen her once or twice helping the others, I think I know what she looks like. Just in case though, I think I'll need someone to come along with me, preferably someone that can convince her to come back if indeed she went willingly. Any suggestions?" he questioned. Caleb sat down. Zane was right, he was needed where he was. If the only way he could help was by recruiting more for The Resistance, then that was what he would do. His attention snapped back to Zane as he asked for a suggestion of who to take. Most people would know what Sasha looked like, but who knew her well enough to actually convince her to come back? The answer was staring him right in the face. Fae spent a lot of time with Sasha, and seemed very fond of her, perhaps the same was true the other way around. "Fae, go with Zane. I've seen you with Sasha, I've seen the joy you two seem to share around each other, go and remind her please" he said. Zane hefted the giant buster blade onto his shoulders, something that was certainly not easy granted its size. "Alright then, I think that guy" he said, pointing at Luke, "should come along too. I don't think I've seen him around much, and I think he needs to do something other than sit there with that smug little look on his face" he said. He then took a couple of steps towards the exit of the base. "So, you two ready to leave?" he asked over his shoulder.
Kaxar's eyes widened as Satsujin moved towards her, much faster than she had anticipated. The assassin appeared to not be holding back, which was good; it probably meant he believed she could handle it. She would show him that he was right. As he rushed at her with his weapon unsheathed, Kaxar attempted to block the strike. However, her keyblade was knocked up into the air and out of her hands. That wasn't unplanned for though, as she ducked down and quickly summoned her keyblade back to her hand. She then spun around in a small circle and swiped at Satsujin's legs with her keyblade. Caleb was pleasantly surprised at Lysa's ability to dodge the attack. The attack itself hadn't been particularly hard to dodge, but the ease that she had shown doing it is what proved that she had some technique. "That was a rather impressive dodge, let's see if you can do it again though" he said calmly, as he pretended to repeat the same attack only to pull it back halfway through and turned it into an overhead horizontal strike. Gexln wasn't smiling back at Xero. "I wouldn't be so happy about it if I were you, Xero. The fact that R told us to go with someone we work well with means that the battle ahead is going to be tough. We already knew that, but if R's best strategy is simply splitting us up like this then that's a worry in itself. I mean, does R exactly strike you as someone with simple strategies?" he asked. In all honesty, he knew how strong both R and Xindai were. The sheer fact that they believed it would require everyone meant that either R believed the lights to be exceptionally strong, or he needed some of them to watch Xindai should he betray them. Chances were it was both of them, he reasoned.
Skadi braced herself as best she could as the creature attacked. It hurt, but not as much as she had expected. She wasn't sure if the beast was holding back or she just had high expectations for it, however. The loss of the life of a creature from the woods was something Skadi did not like, however who knew how many others would fall if this creature were allowed to roam free. Keeping this in mind, she released another fireball towards the creature.
The Albino is accepted.
Posting this for Gabi/ ~Phoenix~ because her phone is a piece of crap. Username: ~Phoenix~ Name: Samuel Leighyard Age: 17 Side (The Passing, The Resistance, or in between?) : The Resistance Appearance: Spoiler Personality: Quiet, fairly laid-back, keeps to himself and out of the way of others, slightly ashamed of his brother's actions. Not very opinionated. Brief Bio: Brother of Oscar. Despite his brother leaving the Resistance he decided to stick around and try to help, however he has yet to be overly helpful there and hasn't made friends with many of the other members. Magic/Powers (Does not have to know any magic if you prefer that) : Has the ability to see negative events after they have happened, but only if they happen to people that he is connected with. Weapon (Again, optional) : Throwing Stars Additional Information: Is Oscar's brother. Also I would like to further reinforce that Gabi's phone is a piece of crap. And here's a 5th character for me. If anyone at all has a problem with me having a fifth character let me know. Username: Dr_Wigglz Name: Oscar Leighyard Age: 19 Side (The Passing, The Resistance, or in between?) : The Resistance Appearance: 5"8 in height, short messy black hair, green eyes. Average build. Wears a dark blue waistcoat and black shorts, with a gray belt on. There is a gray ninjato sheath attached to the back of his belt. Personality: Doesn't like to talk about himself much. Thrives on battles, enjoying them thoroughly and has a firm belief in his ability, however he tries to avoid causing serious conflicts with his allies if he can. Brief Bio: Spoiler Even as a child, Oscar was a quiet individual. He was someone that didn't like to talk too much, but whenever someone he knew was threatened he would be there to protect them. This continued throughout his life until he joined The Resistance, where he met the one woman that would forever impact his life. Skadi Wynter was her name, and she was one of the original founders of The Resistance. She was also the girlfriend of Caleb Stitem, one of the other founders. Out of pure respect, Oscar kept quiet about his feelings for Skadi, always being there for her when needed but never indicating he felt for her as he did. Upon hearing of Skadi's death, and the involvement of both Caleb and Zane, Oscar gathered his things and left the Resistance. To this day, Oscar visits the Resistance from time to time to get an important, dangerous task to do, and then leaves abruptly before many questions get asked. Some say he does this to vent his anger out on the world, others say he is searching for a way to bring back the one woman he has ever loved. Magic/Powers (Does not have to know any magic if you prefer that) : Ancient Mask Magic. His ability is similar to Caleb's, in that he too summons things. However, he summons ancient artifacts which are in the form of masks, which when worn give the wearer abilities based upon the mask itself. Weapon (Again, optional) : Ninjato Additional Information: Has the nickname of Masquerade
OOC: Sorry for the lack of posting, had writer's block bigtime recently. Seems to be cleared up now though. Vex thought for a moment. He leaned forward and rested his chin on his fist. "There are many things that would win this war, many things that could be done to prevent us from winning it, now that I think about it. One of the bigger things though would be the weapons forgery in Sharox, but surely they wouldn't try anything there would they? Sharox has been one of my most highly guarded fortresses across the land, only a fool would try such a thing!" Vex exclaimed. Caleb summoned another copy of the parchment he had drawn the plan on earlier for Sharox. He sighed. "As good as your idea is, Fae, and believe me it is a fantastic idea, the fact of the matter is that there is no way for us to tell who is allied with Vex and who is not. At this point, it's looking like the only option is an assault. If you look at the parchment before you you'll notice the overhead view of the fortress. If we approach it head on, it is well defended, which is why we will get someone inside of the fortress, that's you Zane, to bypass the guards in there and unlock the gates. Once that is done, we'll storm the fortress and destroy all the blacksmithing supplies, as well as..'convincing' the blacksmith there to stop helping Vex. If the villagers try to stop us, we will not kill them, only knock them out and pray they come to their senses upon being awoken" Caleb said. The plan had its flaws, Caleb knew, but for who they had with them it was probably the best plan that would be available. He wished that one of the certain other members of the Resistance was there, his talents would allow them to overrun Sharox with ease, but they had had to function without him for quite a time now, and there was little chance of him returning. However, Zane's return had given his plan that much more chance of succeeding, and despite their shaky past he welcomed any possibility of furthering the Resistance's goals.
Accepted, however I will say that the thing you mentioned in "Additional Information" could have the potential to become a little godmoddy. I'll be keeping my eye on it if it gets too out of hand, but it should be fine.
Gexln flinched as R mentioned Xindai. He didn't like the idea of relying on Xindai, but if it meant winning the war then he saw no other option other than going along with it. R was certainly no fool, so Gexln believed that he would keep an eye on Xindai. He thought about the words that R had said, about picking someone that they work with best. That one was a no-brainer. While his somebody had known Enox's somebody, it was fairly clear that the two of them probably wouldn't work together well, so that only left one other choice. He turned to look at Xero. "Looks like R wants us to work together in this war thing" he stated simply. Caleb had expected Lysa to make the first move, given the fact that it was her that had challenged him, so he was somewhat surprised when she did not. He glanced down at his keyblade quickly, how good would he actually be at utilising it? There was only one way to find out. He took a few steps towards Lysa, holding his keyblade exactly the same way he would hold a short sword, with shield ready to block an attack. After circling around Lysa a couple of times, he leaped forwards and swung his keyblade vertically at Lysa. Kaxar nodded in response to Satsujin's question. She had hoped that she would be put against Satsujin, she enjoyed sparring with him to a certain extent. The fact that she was determined to show him up probably helped a little bit, too. She summoned her keyblade, True Light's Flight, once again and readied herself in a defensive position. She positioned her footing so that she would not be easily moved from the spot she stood on, and waited for Satsujin to make the first move.
Gexln looked sideways at Xero as she leaned nearby him. The question she asked, about being afraid of dying during the war, was one he hadn't thought of much. The possibility was quite likely, war often had many casualties. He tried his best not to show the small seed of worry within him and shrugged his shoulders. "If you're afraid of dying, then on the off-chance that you do get struck down and..you know, killed..your last moments would terrify you to no end right? That'd be a really crappy way to go out. I'd prefer to just accept it and move on" he responded, not really answering the question that he was asked. Caleb looked around a little, confused, when Lysa called out to him. Hotshot? Is that really how people saw him? He wasn't entirely sure who the girl that called out to him was, but her eyes certainly seemed to look like she had all the confidence in the world. Would she be able to help with training? There was only one way to find out. "I suppose that would be for the best" he called back. He flicked around the keyblade he held in his right hand. He had little practice with the weapon, but now was the time to change that.
Kaxar nodded her head as the suggestion of training came up. She had already been practicing before, but she knew she needed all she could get. She quietly summoned her keyblade, True Light's Flight, and followed the others out, ready to train. Caleb stepped outside, along with the others. Maybe he could use more practice, to further hone his technique. He would need someone that would be a skilled fighter though, Kaxar wouldn't cut it. She had potential, and she was making progress incredibly fast, but she still was no match for him. He summoned a small shield in his left hand, one with the purpose of blocking small attacks, while in his right hand he summoned his keyblade, and began searching for someone to train with. Gexln smirked a little as he heard Xero mumbling about not wanting to work with Enox. He had memories of Glen getting along with Eon, respecting him even, but he most certainly did not feel the same way about Enox. He would work with Enox because he had to, not because he wanted to. He walked over and leaned against a wall, waiting for the discussion of the war to be over. The war could very well be the end of himself and the rest of the darks.. or, if they came out on top, the beginning of something else entirely. It caused him to remember of how things for Glen had began, of how he had become introduced to the darkness. Spoiler: Introduction to The Dark Glen was running towards the forest outside of the village. He was in a hurry, ignoring all the looks caused by a ten year old boy outcast racing through the streets. If he didn't hurry, he would never find out what the noise he had heard was. It wasn't a noise like a bird, or a bear, or any kind of animal. It had been an explosion. Why would there be an explosion in a village that was, for the most part, peaceful? He intended to find out. Glen slowed down in pace as he neared a large clearing and his eyes rested upon the figure that stood in the center of the clearing. The man looked to be about twenty years old, he was extremely tall, and had entirely black clothing on. His hair was short but spiked up just a little on the top, and as he spun around and looked in Glen's direction it was at that moment that it could be noted his eyes were red and very, very bloodshot. Glen quickly ducked behind a small bush, unsure if he had been spotted. It had been a smart move, as the man had not noticed him. The man turned around and resumed what Glen assumed he had been doing before. Words can not describe how curious Glen became the moment he saw what happened next. The man summoned a small, purple fireball in his hand and flung it at a tree, causing it to burst into flames as a small explosion was heard. So this was the cause of the explosion. Again and again the man repeated this process, setting many trees aflame. He had to find out how he did it. "That's so cool! How do you do it?" he asked. The response he got was not what he had expected. The man cursed and opened up a kind of purple portal, one that was flowing with some kind of energy, a dark corridor. He walked through it, apparently disliking the fact he had been seen. There was no way Glen was going to miss out on this opportunity. He ran through the dark corridor and barely got through it as it closed up behind him. Glen looked around as he got through. He was in a dry, barren land. The ground itself had a sort of pale, dry purple color to it, and there were many dead trees around. The man had seemingly vanished, but the mysterious energy was clearly visible to Glen. There was a massive lake in the center of the area, one that was filled to the brim with the energy he had seen swirling around in the portal. There was only one thing to do, he decided to run over to the lake. As Glen neared the lake, he noticed that the swirling darkness inside was cold. Very cold, as though even touching it could do some serious damage. He wondered what it was exactly though, it was certainly like nothing else he had ever seen. He was startled as he began to hear voices inside his head. "Come inside, Glen, you know you want to. What are you afraid of?" the voice said, trying to tempt him. He shook his head. He didn't like the look of the energy at all. He nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard another voice, but it was not the darkness. "Kid, you're the one that asked how I did that trick, yeah?" came the voice. Glen spun around and found himself face to face with the man from earlier. How had he gotten there so quietly without Glen noticing him? He nodded slowly and nervously. "Y-yeah, that was me" he replied. The man leaned down to the point that he was eye level with the young yen year old Glen. "You really wanna know?" the man asked. Glen nodded again. Was he about to learn the secret of the dark energy? The man chuckled a little bit. It was not a nice sound, it was a chuckle that sounded as though he knew something sinister. The man leaned back a little bit for a brief second, and looked as though he was about to open his mouth to say something, but instead he let out a wicked laugh. Glen did not like this at all. He began to move to the side, to get away from this man, but he was not quick enough. The man reached forward and shoved Glen backwards with an almighty push, down towards the dark depths below. Glen reached out with his hand as he fell, but to no avail. His hand completely missed the side of the lake, and he felt himself go underneath, fully submerged in the darkness. He could hear more voices now as he struggled to swim up. Voices telling him that he was going to enjoy being part of it, was going to be welcomed to being one with the darkness. He got near the top of the darkness now, and he stretched his arm out as far as he could. He barely reached the side with his left hand and tensed his small muscles, ready to heave himself out. "Stay with me Glen, won't you stay with me?" he heard in his head. For a moment, his arm weakened, as though the voice had gotten through to him. Only for a moment though, as after that he saw a familiar face in his mind. His one and only friend, Kara, smiling at him in the way that made him weak at the knees. There was no way he was going to let himself drown in the darkness there, not while he had something to keep going for. He heaved with all his might and pulled himself out of the darkness, his clothes absolutely drenched from the liquified darkness as he collapsed next to the lake. As Glen lay there, he realized something. Something had changed inside that lake. He felt a little stronger, a little more durable, and he could smell something that he hadn't before. It was a smell coming from the lake, and it smelt horrible. Was he smelling pure darkness? His eyes scanned the horizon, but he could see nothing of the man that had pushed him in. A small, but impossible-to-satisfy fury was welling up inside of him. The man had tried to kill him. Glen slammed his fists on the ground in anger, but quickly stopped as he realized he had no way to get out of the place he was in. Unless..could he replicate what the man had done earlier? He had to try. He held up his hand in a northerly direction, out in front of him. In his mind, he imagined the appearance of the dark corridor itself, as well as his village; the place he wanted to get to. Sure enough, a dark corridor appeared in front of him. Through pure luck or untapped skill, he had no idea, but it had happened. Glen looked at his left hand, the one that had created the dark corridor, in both fear and awe. Did I really just do that? What happened to me in that lake? he wondered.
Name: Glen Username: Dr_Wigglz Availability & timezone you're in: Monday, Tuesday, Thursday and Friday i'm available just about any time from 9am-10pm. Weekends is USUALLY the same but that's subject to change depending on parents. I'm in AEST timezone. Email: dr_wigglz@yahoo.com
Glen stayed silent most of the time that Shang had spoken. He felt a little bit guilty that they had deceived the captain, but that didn't give him the right to dismiss the ones that had just saved his life. However, he felt that if he voiced his thoughts it would only cause trouble. He remained silent up until Shan-Yu appeared out of the snow. How he had survived that Glen would never know, but it didn't matter. The important thing was that he was headed for the emperor, and by the way that Mulan spoke of him he seemed rather important. He began running away from the area, before he came to a realization. He turned and looked back at the rest of the party. "Where's the imperial city again?" he asked sheepishly.
Maybe just a little :P
