In a cataclysm known as the Nightfall, the worlds were almost completely destroyed by a harrowing surge of darkness.
In the shadows of the ensuing chaos a new group has taken shape. Led by an Aegyl named Kalos, the 11th Hour touts an esoteric knowledge of how to combat the darkness and restore the worlds. They might be the worlds’ best chance at survival; but nobody really knows enough about them to confirm or deny their claims.
On the brink of collapse, the universe holds its breath in anticipation. Of restoration? Of destruction? It is up to individuals like yourself to decide.
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Ororo sits down on couch across from the coffee table. The heat from the fire place warming his bare chest and exposed calves. Dusting off his khaki shorts he looks around the coffee shop. Scratching his scruffy chin Ororo says "seems kind of dead today..." Running a hand through his light brown hair he sighs.
(What's the ratio of good characters to bad to neutral?)
Dane meandered his way into the coffee house. He needed a rest from his trips across the worlds, so the fact that this gathering place wasn't too far of a deviation from his planned course made his decide to stop and rest. He made his way over to the table with a man wearing only khaki shorts. *Strange. Wonder where this guy is from.* Dane looked over at the man. "Hey, uh, is this seat taken?" He honestly couldn't care less if it was, but he still wanted to make a good first impression rather than be that one rude guy in the place.
(Eh. Dane's neutral. Dunno what Ororo is, assuming good. BTW: I may take a little while to respond due to theater stuff, but don't worry. I will do my best. )
Ororo smiles at the guest saying in his deep voice "Not at all friend. Take a seat" he waves to the many empty spaces. Though Ororo looked fit and handsome for his age. He was well on to his thirty-third year. Having lived those years in various instances of battle or war, this some would say expierenced gentleman, had various scars along his arms and back.
Though his gallant smile breathed light and joy into the room. Ororo's eyes told the true tale...the horrors he had seen. The villians, those clade in black robes. The nobodies. They did not sit well with him, for the ones he encountered were not the friendliest types.
He leans his head back speaking to Dane "My name is Ororo. Son of Gotoro. Pleasure to meet you." Ororo leaves the statement open for Dane to insert his own name.
Dane look at the man as he introduced himself. *Hm. Seems kind enough, but...There's something about him that just...* He pushed the thought away. He'd become skeptical about everyone he met ever since had been lied to by a group of people he had known previously. The inn keeper and her...He couldn't remember how the two were related, but he knew they were in some way.
"I'm Dane. Nice to meet you!" He sat down in the seat in front of him. As soon as he sat down, Dane noticed a difference in their ages. He noticed that this Ororo fellow was at least 5 years older, maybe more. Being only 18, Dane's age really showed through his body type: Skinny and tall. However, he decided to refrain from asking the man's true age, as he has gotten himself into difficult situations in the past by doing so. He decided to ask the second thing that popped into his mind: "So, uhh. Where are you from?"
Ororo smirks saying "traverse town, the habor district" leaning his head back he waves for a drink, in a glitter of stars and moons a mug of coffee appears. Ororo laughs a gallant thick sound that would give Santas jolly laughter a run for its money. He pics up the mug taking a drink saying "look at that, great service and quality coffee. And I thought seeing a giant meteor crashing towards me was the last shocking thing I'd see in my lifetime."
Taking acouple more drinks he notices Dane is a young lad, he waves his hand to continue "although I settled in radiant garden, in which I was a personal bodyguard to a queen" drinking the black coffee his shoulders relax slightly before saying "and where are you from lad?"
Dane couldn't help but chuckle at how jolly the man was. It felt good to talk to a happy person for the first time in a while. "Wow. A bodyguard for a queen. Pretty nifty." Dane attempted to pull the same trick as Ororo did, but to no avail. He got up and walked over to the counter. After a few seconds, he came back with a mug full of hot tea. "More of a tea person myself. Never got into coffee." He shrugged and took a sip of his mug.
The man seemed like he could be trusted. However, Dane didn't quite want to let the man know where he was from. "Eh. I'm from around. I did spend some time in Traverse Town, though. Nice place. My world got destroyed by the darkness." He quickly changed the subject. "So, what's this about a meteor crashing into you?" Dane leaned back and awaited the man's response.
Ororo sighs " well,to protect the queen I had to fight in a battle against the heartless. They were led by a powerful nobody. " scratching his scruffy face he continues " things were going well, the line was holding. But the nobody was a conjuror. He summoned a giant flaming meteor." Rubbing his eyes ororo finishes his tale "as the rock was hurtling towards we thought all was lost. But the queen....my charge. Leapt forward. And with her final breathe transport herself and the meteor away from the area." A single tear rolls down his cheek "she sacrificed herself for her subjects...that's a real queen" drinking more of his coffee Ororo lays back smiling again "anyway son, what brings you here"
Dane took a moment to take in the story. That must have really hit hard to make someone like him tear up. "Well, I was just traveling around, exploring the area, when I found this place. I was pretty tired, so I decided to just come in a relax for a little bit." He didn't really have anywhere to be, anyways. "I mean, it's much more boring then trying to fend of a meteor, but hey, it at least keeps me busy." He chuckled at his own joke. Sometimes people got his humor, but other times, they would just look at him like he was crazy. Either way, he was just trying to lighten up the mood after Ororo's tale of woe.
(Sorry, got caught up with finals and such. I'm back, though.)
Ororo laughs as he chugs the rest of his coffee, brushing the tear away. "Well, there was a time I wanted a quieter life. My father was a fisherman...he wanted me to be that aswell." More stars and moons appear around the mug. The mug refills itself with black coffee, which Ororo sis from before continuing "but fighting is what I'm good at...actually what I'm best at." He chuckles "I remember my brother Shororo was being bullied by some older boys. Scared one so bad he cried"
Ororo sees the new comer, a nicely dressed man with long blonde hair. Raising a hand Ororo smiles exuding charming kindness. In his rich gallant voice he says "Evening, what brings you to this quaint shop?" Hearing the weary in this gentlemans voice he waves a hand "have a drink...soothe your aches."
"Long day...like always....Heartless seem to love me....." He summons his Keyblade. It was an elaborate model that implemented the Heartless insignia into the part that would normally turn the tumblers in a lock. "Could be my Keyblade... Anyways, I've been fighting non-stop since 8:00 in the morning...." He sips his coffee.
Ororo leans forward staring at the elegant weapon "now would you look at that..." He smiles again "haven't seen a keyblade in near a decade. At the battle for Thorn Hollow, keyblade Master Andromeda lead our troop against a heartless incursion. She was a sight, beautiful auburn hair and skin white as a winter morning." Standing Ororo reaches to retrieve two gold and copper cestus, one has a round protrusion on the forearm.
Placing them on his hands he states "been more of a brawler, these cestus have saved my skin more times then I'd like to remember" reminiscing about those days made Ororo's face slightly stoney... Almost as if he was looking through the weapons into something else. Shaking his head slightly he laughs "never had the patience for blades."
Ororo's tan body was scarred in several places giving more evidence that his close combat tactics took a hardy tole on him. Sitting back down he sighs "I haven't seen much battle since my thirtieth year...about three years ago, I forget sometimes."
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Ororo drinks his coffee breathing in deep afterwards before saying "wise words, it is indeed a tough life we lead" Removing his cestus he lays them on the table. He notices the mans many scars "for someone so nicely dressed, it's a surprise to me that you are in fact a warrior." Ororo whistles saying "refill please" the coffee mug refills itself again as stars and moons flash around it. Taking the mug again he sips it.
(Hello you guys! I am new and i thought why not join with you! Hope i do ok for my first time to roleplay! Here is more info about the own character that I will be playing, worlddestiny.proboards.com/thread/17944/hello-new
"A coffee house huh? Maybe somewhere i can take some rest form all the searching to find my friends." Roxy thought and opened the door to the coffee house and walks in. There is a already a few people inside she moves on to the disk to order a hot chocolate, while she take a seat beside the desk and wait for her drink to be done. "Ugh man, i am tired.." She mumbled under her breath while she stretches out her arms over her head and yawned. Her hot chocolate is done, she sip it and forget how hot it is. "Ow, ow, ow." She puts the mug down on the table and stroked two fingers over her burning lips and letting out a sigh. Sitting alone gives her thoughts a break for awhile.
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Ororo smiles "I see, that is a truth I shall take into consideration." Standing he stretchs noticing the younglady entereing the coffee house...she possesed a strong heart. Even though her youth is apparent, she is strong.
Look at the handsome gentelmen he says " My Name is Ororo. Pleasure to meet you. And may i ask your name?"
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