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Falsetto still kept on shrieking for assistance, but no one has showed up yet at the moment. The two Large Body's were holding their heads; trying to block out Falsetto amplified scream. Huh, Falsetto didn't know they even had ears.
Falsetto's neck started to strain, his vision started to blur, and blood started to rush down his mouth and nose. He had enough of this pain.
He stopped screaming, hoping help would come soon. Falsetto's legs started to wobble and his head was feeling dizzy. This was the risk for using that spell for too long. If he did it longer...than he would definitely be killed. It's a powerful, yet, dangerous spell.
The two Large Body's started to glow a purple kind of color, all of a sudden. Why are they glowing? Did I cause them to glow? No it couldn't be.
One Large Body started to charge at the weakened warrior with incredible speed. "Oh shit," Falsetto said to himself. If he didn't act fast he would be flattened for sure, but luckily he dodge rolled to the right and the Large Body ran right into the wall.
The Large Body was slowly getting up, this was his chance. He could attack right there than take of the other one. Oh crap.Falsetto totally forgot about the other one. He looked to his right, but the Heartless was charging at him and Falsetto tried to dodge the attack, but he was too late. The belly of the creature struck him and Falsetto was knocked back a few feet.
Blood started to rush down his forehead now. Anger was rushing through his wobbling body. Adrenaline was pumping and he was ready to kill those blasted beasts.
He got up quickly, his face turned to an ugly grin. He started laughing. Laughing hysterically. "You think you can kill me?" He said while giggling, "You think you can take my heart? Hah what a joke."
Falsetto started to laugh like a hyena again. Why was he laughing? He usually doesn't laugh or grin like this. Then, he clutched his chest. He felt his heart aching. "Oh no...no, no, no stop it Falsetto," He shouted. The Darkness started to invade his heart, growing stronger and stronger by the seconds.
Falsetto told himself to calm down and he did, but unfortunately his heart was still aching. The Heartless both started to charge at him at the same time. Falsetto couldn't move and think properly. He couldn't dodge or parry there attacks. Am I going to die?
His arm started to move on it's own. He couldn't explain what happened, but his arm was moving and pointing at the creatures. Words escaped from his mouth, "Celeste Zi Forte".
Falsetto knew this spell. This spell was too dangerous to use in an urban area. But, he couldn't do anything. He tried to move his arm and legs, but he was stuck. It was all too late.
His spell activated and a small, grey beam emit from his palm. The Large Bodies were caught in the beam and were obliterated instantly. The power of this spell is magnificent. He dared not to use this spell at people, because of its strength.
The beam from his hand depleted and his arm fell to his side. He could move them now. His arms and legs, however, were very numb and he didn't feel like moving anywhere. Instead, he felt like sleeping.
"Maybe..I'll....I'll...take a...a nap," Falsetto said hazily. His body felt weak and tired, and he tumbled down to the floor. He started to lose conciseness and he fell into a deep slumber.
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Last Edit: Jun 1, 2011 23:45:02 GMT -4 by falsetto
Post by xthelonelypuppetx on Jun 1, 2011 23:09:58 GMT -4
"Got it, Legato. Be right back!"
And before you'd even know it, that girl was following the sound to its very source, her sword sheathed but the blood-red ribbon still billowing from the hilt. Helena wasn't the type to dawdle about whenever someone was in danger. A guilty feeling had been tugging at her chest all while she heard that horrible shriek. No, no, no--she couldn't ignore it any longer. That instinct of hers was kicking in again. Helena had felt it before whenever she met that boy, Hero... Perhaps the old Helena was returning from those ashes she'd been buried alive in. At first the girl didn't want to believe it, but here it was again-- that odd feeling, that protective instinct that had been a characteristic of her old self. There were changes in the wind. She was going to find herself changed once again one of these days, and then what would she do?
The girl sprinted back behind the area where the shops were located. Turning required the awkward skidding, but she found herself there nonetheless. Behind the shops was a shoddy ladder Helena hade made using materials she found about Traverse Town. Regardless to say, she knew the paths around this little world like the back of her hand. Such materials required a rather long search because they would either break or there wouldn't be enough. Therefore, Helena had a very vague idea of where the sound might be coming from... The Third District. Scrambling up the ladder, Helena climbed on the roof without a second thought and sprinted toward the secret exit nearby, covered up by a door that was old and brittle. That door had been old and out of use for a while because Helena never found any Heartless on the rooftops, but still... she knew how to open the door up.
"Ignite!" With a snap of the fingers, the door exploded into flames. As she waited for the wood to weaken up some more while watching the flames closely, she suddenly noted the silence. Her rust-like eyes widened. There was no more shrieking. Just an eerie silence. The door was weakening. Another snap extinguished the flames instantly, leaving the now black door smoking.
She kicked it in.
Beyond the rubble of the charred door, beyond the balcony from which she stood, was the one Helena had been looking for. That boy, unconscious or close to it now, who was on the ground in the near one of the exits. If there had been any Heartless before, there were certainly some now, and they were looking forward to the easy kill. Helena, even though her leg was screaming in pain, found herself in the midst of them once again, Phoenix Feathers bared, that fighting fire in her eyes...
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Elihu followed from the rooftops while assessing each and every nook and cranny he could of the surroundings below. His mind began to wander as he followed. He wasn't sure what he would do with his life anymore. His whole life he had been running from his past and trying to hide it.
A sudden shift in the wind caused Eli to focus on his scarf. He stopped for a moment and reflected on its purpose. To most the scarf was but a design to make him look more like a cliche rogue, to some it was a sign of weakness or lack of skill in combat for it could easily be considered naught but a nuisance. To Elihu, however, it was an attempt to hide part of this past. It hid a nasty scar that went from his left cheek, down and across his throat. It was given to him at the age of 5. He had never spoken of it since the day it happened and would never. The rest of his body was covered in scars. There were so many scars large and small hidden under his clothing that any "normal" person that saw them would react in such extreme ways. Perhaps someday he would come to terms with his life and finally wear something different.
"Perhaps," he mumbled. "...but definitely not today."
Eli snapped back into reality. Letting your mind wander at times like these was foolish. He definitely knew this but tonight was one of those nights he just didn't give a damn about anything. Helena snapped her fingers and caused fire somehow. As she did this Eli moved farther ahead toward the location that the scream had erupted from.
Another shift in the wind. Eli stopped as he watched a young man attempt to take on two large Heartless. They were huge, and by huge Eli thought 'fat'. They charge recklessly with such momentum they couldn't really stop. A weakness, perhaps? The young man defeated one at the expense of losing much blood--and what now appeared to be consciousness.
"Dammit!" Eli thought. He'd have to exert more energy and step in. If this kid died then he may not get answers from Helena.
There was a soft noise that sounded like a faint 'poof' as Eli apparated from the roof down to the kids side. Judging by the size of these Heartless and due to the lack of knowledge of this type Eli did something her rarely ever did: he unsheathed Hue from his back, twirled it once and then pointed it downward as he faced down the remaining Heartless.
"Don't die. Help is here."
(( Really lazy tonight... had a long day. Eli will just cover the kid and be wary of him for now. I give permission for someone to use him to kill something nearby if they want due to my ... lack of willpower to make this post even more drawn out and lazy than it already is xD ))
While concealed within one of the crevasses below in a bid to remain unseen, Leiz had a sudden, very important realization: what was he doing here? The scream in question had attracted so much attention that battle-hardened citizens from all over the town would no doubt be at its source within moments. He couldn't bear to be surrounded by so many people within the Third District. It would essentially be like a wildfire in there.
The green-haired adolescent narrowed his eyes, huffing angrily. He had to stave off his curiosity, it seemed. Another individual with darker hair ran past the crevasse as Leiz took a peek out from the shadows, but wasn't followed by any others. Figuring the coast to be clear, he took a step out of his hiding spot, looking around to see the Third District's door being utterly demolished. The individuals from before swarmed the entrance of the third district with gusto, leaving a trail of destruction in their wake. ... at least, Leiz thought it was gusto.
The soldier stood there and did a double take, letting his mouth hang agape at the ludicrous sight of it all. It was certainly a bit more chaotic than he had expected. Pulling himself together in short order, however, he turned around and made a swift exit from the alleyway.
"Cripes... I have to think these things through a bit more."
[[You and me both, Leiz. You and me both.]]
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Following Helena, Legato rushed towards the shouting. He could tell it was getting quieter and Legato could tell this was bad news. What if the source of the voice is dead? Legato suddenly thought. He didn't want it to come to that and picked up his pace to get to the source.
When he arrived, he saw that Helena had already begun fighting. He wondered if her leg was still hurt. That girl is nothing short of amazing. Legato quietly thought. He was amazed by her pyrotechnics and the fact that she was still willing to fight, even in the state she was in. Looking around, he saw 2 fat things, 4 flying red things and a pink monkey thing. He assumed were the heartless and a man who looked like he fainted.
"This is not good." He quietly said to himself. He was reminded of the situation he was in just before except this time, he could help. It didn't take long for him to realise what he had to do. "I'm not going to just stand around!" Legato shouted.
Mustering up his concentraion, he chanted the words needed in order to connect with the spirits. “May the hasty melodies of the song of speed be known to all! Rapid March!” He could feel the spirits rushing into him, aiding his song. Knowing he was ready, Legato opened his mouth and began the song.
((OOC: Since Helena did not specify the heartless she's fighting, I'll do it for her. They are 2 Large Bodies, 4 Red Nocturnes and a Sniperwild and since Riez Left, the order is Helena -> Elihu -> Legato -> Ethan -> Falsetto.))
Ethan was amazed by how one scream could attract so much attention if there was already people that desperate to help someone in need their wouldn't be much point for him to be here, he could simply turn back and leave for the Third District but his concience was telling him that he should help in any way he can. As he approached a building he saw a door broken down and burned it would appear that one of them could use fire magic, just like he can. This made him wonder just how strong they actually were but there was no time for drifting off now, this wasn't the right place to wonder.
He quickly followed one of the guys in the house and quickly summoned a spear and a lance he used his Telekinesis to strike down the wierd floating red heartless, whilst he drew the Mecha Gear sword and charged at the Larger heartless. While he ran he noticed that the boy who screamed was in pretty bad shape, he would have to end this quickly and get him to safety, and if anyone insisted in getting in his way then he would have to cut them down.
Ethan kept an eye on the Floating heartless he ingnited his long ranged weapons with fire but quickly came to realise that they were resistant to the flame element. He un-fused his spear and lance and stuck with attacking them normally finally taking out three of them, there was only one left but before he could take it out the Sniperwild heartless began firing at him causing him to stop charging, and backflip over the incoming "bullets" and took a 3 hit combo to finish it off. He made sure that with his telekinesis he took out the remaining red heartless by striking them down with the lance.
He brought the spear and lance back to him he was about to cast a thunderbolt on the remaining 2 Heartless, but he heard one of the guys begin to sing he was puzzled by this Who sings in the middle of battle?, he must have some kind of strategy In any case he halted his attack curious as to what the rest could do since he moved rather quickly, he ran to the boy on the floor who was loosing a lot of blood he put his head against his chest and could tell that he was still alive, if only he knew healing magic.
"Hey" He said quietly "You'll be alright as soon as were done here we'll get you some recovery." He meant what he said after experiencing so many people die during the war at his homeworld and losing his friends, he wasn't going to let the same thing happen to this boy. But he couldn't rest for now more Heartless appeared but this time there were two Green floating heartless and three yellow, and two blue ones appearing.
Ethan got up and with his telekinesis brought the lance and spear to his left and right side and began to walk towards them with an angry look in his eyes which had turned crimson red.
"Your not taking this boy's heart!" With that courageous yell he moved the lance and spear with his mind towards the floating heartless striking at them without hesitation, while he himslef went to help the others against the large body heartless.
((Yeah I kinda went on ahead of myself there, but more heartless have appeared now 2 Green Nocturenes, 3 Yellows and 3 Blues however the 2 Large Bodies are still ther too.))
((OOC: Just to update on Ethan's post, the heartless are as follows: 2 Large Bodies, 2 Blue Rhapsodies, 2 Green Requiems and 3 Yellow Operas. BTW Cloud, take a closer look at your post, you'll realize that the number of heartless that appeared do not match to what you said at the end. Please edit it so it follows this post. Thanks! And Legato is inactive until hit for six posts due to being in a trance, so I'll be skipping my turns until hit.))
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Last Edit: Jun 3, 2011 10:30:35 GMT -4 by falsetto
Falsetto's eyes fluttered open. His eyelids felt like weights when he tried to keep them open. His chest was still aching and head still woozy. "Ugh, what the hell happened?"
He slowly got up while moaning. When he got to his feet, he checked his surroundings and was completely stunned. He was in Radiant Garden. "Wait, what?" Falsetto said, "I was just in Traverse Town." He couldn't believe what else he saw. His house.
His house had been burned down from an unknown person. That same person also brutally murdered his parents. Falsetto's heart started to race, his eyes wide open, and he started to sweat buckets. "But, how could this be?"
Falsetto heard two terrified shrieks inside his house. "What's going on in there?" He asked himself. He took a step closer to his house...and then another...and another. The people who are shrieking began to scream even louder and louder. His skin began to crawl and his whole body began to shake furiously. Why was he so terrified? Why was he trembling?
It's because its his parents shrieking inside the house. They were being murdered by that man. Had he gone back in time or something? Who knows.
Falsetto slowly opens the mansion door. The loud creaking noise from the door echoed inside the house. The screaming became quieter and quieter. "Mom...Dad...," Falsetto said quietly. Sadness washed over his heart and it started to ache again. Falsetto fell on the ground, his heart felt like it wanted to pop open. He started shrieking and tears escaped from his eyes. It was like he was being tortured inside. "Please someone... help me," he shouted.
All of sudden, he heard a beautiful melody and his heart was lifted from the pain. He heard voices and shouts. He heard swords slashing and smelled ashes. What was happening?
Falsetto's eyes slowly start to open and the first thing he saw was the night sky and lights emitting from billboards. "It was all a dream...," he said to himself. He was back in Traverse Town and he saw three people fighting heartless and one person singing the melody he just heard in his dream. It looks like they need help.
He slowly got up; trying to balance his weight on his sword. His head felt woozy again, but his heart wasn't aching...thank goodness. "Let...let...me h-help," Falsetto said softly and slowly.
((By the way, he's 21 guys. He's not a boy. Haha))
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Last Edit: Jun 3, 2011 20:42:01 GMT -4 by falsetto
Post by xthelonelypuppetx on Jun 4, 2011 0:44:36 GMT -4
((Haha, Fluffy, Helena's still gonna call Falsey a boy And I just realized that I'm the only girl here. Weird.))
Surrounding Helena were two Large Bodies, two Blues, two Greens, and three Yellows. Her grip on Phoenix Feathers tightened. There were too many people around for her liking. She usually preferred to work alone where no one could tell her what she was doing wrong... or what to do, even. If Helena was ever to join a group, she'd be the one either bossing the others around or the one silently sitting there, brooding. In fact, wasn't she brooding right now? A sigh escaped from her mouth. What use was she to everyone else, sitting here and doing nothing while they fought off Heartless? A smirk erupted forth from her lips. They weren't gonna get all the limelight.
The girl faced one of the Large Bodies. It towered over her petite figure, its beady yellow eyes boring into her. The thing could smell her heart; it could feel it racing inside her chest. Helena was sure of it. The beast wobbled forward. In the corner of Helena's vision, she could see a strange man with blue hair zooming by. Her ears were filled with the sound of Legato's song. In the background, she could hear the boy who had previously been unconscious murmur, "Let...let...me h-help."
And that girl sprinted forward, charging at the beast. She hadn't gotten the chance to recharge her powers quite yet. Helena would have to take this one relying solely on swordplay. However, this was a battle the Heartless was fighting uphill. The Large Body might have been strong, and Helena might not have been nearly as strong, but she was fast and intelligent when it came to battles. Not a thing escaped her--not a side attack, not a back attack, not even a falling feather escaped her attention. Helena was ready to take this thing on... Heck, she'd take it on with both her hands tied behind her back!
With a swerve behind the bumbling idiot, Helena managed to get in a three-hit combo before the Heartless turned around and slapped her in the face. She flew backwards, but caught herself before she was in a defenseless position. The Large Body began to glow, and in its rage charged towards her. Knowing she couldn't block that and not get crushed, Helena rushed off to the side and hit the beast as it came by. It took a tumble and landed face-down near the door. Her pounding footsteps resounded against the walls, mixing in with all of the other chaos in the Third District. Helena leapt up on top of the Heartless, and though she was light, the creature stayed pinned to the ground. She began to beat it down with Phoenix Feathers. In its last stand, the beast simply exploded out of existence--an odd thing Helena didn't see often in Heartless, but then again, she had never stood on top of a Large Body before. The girl found herself on the ground five feet away from where she had previously been.
"Tch..." Helena collected herself and faced the next opponent. This one? One of the Yellows. She tensed up, ready to take this on, hopefully with the use of her powers, but...?
Again, Legato's song resounded in her head. She saw that boy that was earlier unconscious picking himself up. The strange man she'd met earlier was facing down the remaining Heartless. Another boy who Helena hadn't seen up until now was on the scene. There were so many people here, and Helena felt awfully exposed.
Another person stumbled onto the scene. This one wielded a very large sword. A sword that was large enough to the point to cry out "I'm easy to kill" to Eli. Eli had spent his entire life killing. He didn't just learn to fight, he didn't just learn to stalk, learn to use the shadows as a weapon, he learned to kill. He had killed more people than one could count, and this was no exaggeration. His life had bore no more meaning than to kill. It's what he was raised to do, it's all he knew. Just the sight of this one made him want to kill him. There was nothing easier to kill than a man with a weapon that was easy to read. No matter how strong they were. The one thing that was unique was his magic. He controlled things. It was more fascinating than anything. To Elihu it meant no difference than having someone throw a weapon at him, and that had happened thousand of times.
"Enough daydreaming, E.," he thought to himself. He had to plan ahead.
He would bear no attention to the newcomer unless he took a swing at Eli. The other one, Legato was it? He began to sing...
"What the f^*$..." Eli thought.
I was obvious the song was a support intention. It was hilarious to Elihu. If anyone needed help in a situation like this they deserved to die. This thought was also true for the one Eli was apparently hoping to save. The difference was saving this kid might bear further information that could help Eli in his endeavors. As for the singing kid, Eli didn't care about him any more than the overconfident talking one with the large sword. He had already spoken too much on the battlefield. Those that talked showed weakness. Talking was useless. Eli found hiding, sneaking, ambushing and killing via the element of surprise was ALWAYS more effective than EVER running into a fight sword blazing and talking to your opponent. Not to mention it was easy to distract your own self.
Eli re-capped his thoughts in his head quickly. One was relying on others to protect him, another was relying on others to protect him, and another was swinging an over-sized piece of weaponry around talking to creatures that probably couldn't even understand a damn word he'd said. Foolish.
As for the girl, she fought vigorously, yet Eli wasn't too impressed with the tactics. Blowing down a door... might was well set off a firework and screamed to the enemy "HERE I COME!". On top of that Eli had already observed her fire abilities suffered a sever 'cool-down' much like his own inner ability to tap into his 'Hue'. She ran in regardless. One was better off waiting and considering the consequences of this first.
Lastly, as for Eli. Well, frankly put, the only reason he was visible to anyone right now was indeed self-preservation, tied in with a little boredom. Since the Heartless arrived on his planet he hadn't had one job opportunity, not one killing blow, and had been forced to set his ENTIRE life in behind him for the time being.
Eli devised a plan almost instantly. It's what he was trained to do. The Heartless were big in numbers at the moment. There were many different kinds. And, they would surely attack the guy behind Eli. Eli apparted instantly back from battle onto a balcony nearby. He then went stealth so he wouldn't be seen. Screw putting himself out there anymore than he already had. That was his new plan. He'd watch, let them think they were alone, and only step in if necessary as he did a moment ago. He wanted to study the Heartless some more. Besides... wasn't this place called Traverse 'Town'? He'd met these many people thus far. There were bound to be more with answers.
"Let myself get a little rusty with my patience and emotional control..." he thought silently.
Before leaping into action Ethan took a moment to scan the room, he saw the many people fighting all doing there own thing it was all over the place, as far as he knew their was no plan between them unless you included defeating the heartless at all cos. He heard one of the guys sing and then heard a voice behind him "Let..Let..me help." it was the guy who was unconscious Ethan turned his head slightly so he could see him, he was leaning on his sword trying to get up it seemed that the melody had helped him somewhat Ethan had no idea that songs could make people better, it had to be a work of magic.
He nodded at the man and turned his attention to the floating heartless, before he could do anything he had to leap over a charging Body heartless who seemed to be occupied with the girl, she handled herself pretty well Ethan thought as he landed and turned to face the floating heartless. He brought his spear and lance above him with his telekinetic powers a blue wisp of light could be seen emitting from the weapons, and a blue aura around his body. He attacked the Blues with his lance but the green quickly healed the wound, it was as though he simply knocked it aside then the Yellows began sending thunder spells at him he cart-wheeled to the side avoiding the bolts of lightning, but then shards of ice was coming his way he brought his lance and spear in front of him and slashed them at the right moment taking no damage.
He was starting to get sick of this but he kept a level head and decided to focus on the Greens which seemed to heal the damage that the floating heartless take, he took a careful aim waited until the two greens were in line with each other and sent his spear towards them at an incredible amount of speed thanks to telekinesis and penetrated them both. Just in time for him to dodge incoming Blizzard spells but after coming out of the roll he felt a slight jolt of electricity strike his body, he felt dazed for a few seconds but quickly recovered.
But what the heartless didn't notice was that his lance was behind them and with his telekinesis took out the 2 yellows with a powerful sweep. There was only the blues left and 1 yellow left now. He brought his weapons back to him he felt a strong force push his back. He was knocked clean off his feet and sent flying into the wall...he struggled to get up leaning on the Mecha Gear, it would appear that one of the Body heartless took it upon itself to get a hit on him, how could he have not noticed?.
"I-Is..that all you got?" He muttered trying to regain his breath he felt dizzy too which didn't help, but he had to keep going for the others sake. He saw the Body heartless get ready to charge at him again it seemed the only strategy they knew, Ethan smiled and stood up slowly the Body charged at him he waited for the last second and leaped over it, which caused it to stumble over. He then brought the Mecha Gear down striking it's back he then followed up with a few more slashes and finished it by sending both his spear and lance into it with a wave of his hand, then he set it on fire and caused a minor explosion with a flick of his fingers the heartless disappeared.
He turned around with a satisfied look on his face his lance and spear disappeared until he used he summoned them again. He then charged in to help the others since using that combination with telekinesis drained him of some of his Energy, therefore he decided to switch to close combat with the Mecha Gear which he held in one hand though before he could get close to them the Blues and Yellow began firing their signature spells at him all he could do for the moment was try to evade their continuous attacks, by rolling and back flipping.
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