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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Appearance: People often say that Sora is practically defined by his unnaturally spiky, chocolate brown hair, but it just isn’t true.
Though his boyish face, small nose, and lips always a hairsbreadth away from a smile, are often a dead giveaway, it’s Sora’s eyes that truly make him stand out, for Sora’s eyes are blue.
Not a dark grey masquerading as blue, nor a watery, sky-blue, but a true, dark cerulean blue that can only be seen by staring into the shallow part of an ocean on a perfectly clear day. They blaze brightly, full of the light in his heart, reflecting unending optimism and unshakable confidence. One look into those eyes and one knows that there is still good in the worlds. Unfortunately, because they tend reflect everything in his mind and heart, Sora has never been much good at the art of lying.
His honey-brown skin speaks of long days in the tropical, island sun, swimming and surfing and sparring. He is lean, but strong from countless battles against the Heartless and the Organization. Of course, it was a bit of a shock for him to wake up after his slumber in Namine’s care, several inches taller and his voice considerably deeper than it had been before, but he soon adapted. Though swiftly approaching adulthood, Sora still retains some of the puppy fat of boyhood, and of course still clings fast to his youthful enthusiasm for life.
Sora’s clothes were gifts from three Good Fairies, consisting of loose, black pants, stopping just below his knees, fitted with large red pockets for various potions and items. Yellow straps and buckles loop and criss-cross his lower half, securing his pockets and…yes, adding a bit of a fashion statement. Having always been fond of the primary colors, Sora was glad to have a least some yellow on his personage. His black half-jacket was worn over a navy, sleeveless top, accented with more red pockets. Black gloves and, large, comfortable sneakers finished the outfit…And, of course, Sora never was never fully dressed without his silver crown-pendant secured about his neck by a chain.
Abilities: High Jump Glide Dash Aerial Dodge Dodge Roll
Attacks…
Trinity Limit
Sora works closely with his friends. Their strength is his strength. Their limits are his limits. A sort of “I’ll hold him and you punch” concept, if you will. I realize this isn’t very specific, and leaves a lot of room open for creativity, but Sora adepts to new situations and strengths.
…Honstly, we’ve all played the game right?
Weapon(s): The Keyblade. You want a list of keychains? I’m sure someone has them listed somewhere. For rping purposes, I will primarily use the Kingdom Key, as I feel it is more symbolic of who and what Sora is, and is more aesthetically pleasing. The difference in strength between one Keyblade to the next is rather difficult to track on text based rp.
Inventory:
15 serenity stones 1 Ball point pen 1 Dark Anklet 1 packet of Kleenex 12 Lucid shards 1 Plastic Spider Man ring (from one of those little vending machine things at the super market for like 25 Cents) 2 Mysterious Goo 3 Elixers 800 munny 3 ethers 2 paper clips 2 Orichalcum 1 Honorary Membership card 10 Tents 5 Mega-potions 1 Power Band Thundaga Trinket 1 Master’s Ring Draw Ring 1 pretty blue stone Keychains, keychains, keychains
Personality: Sora’s personality is like a warm, sunny day that’s just beginning. Eternally positive, Sora is always ready with a smile and an encouraging word. He does not merely believe in the Light, following its bright beams where they may lead, but, in fact, is Light, shedding it where he walks. The heart of the worlds respond to him, calling him for help and the help of his keyblade.
His strength comes from his ability to make friends. He has a keen sense of justice, never hesitating for a moment to help someone in need. Because of his outgoing, friendly nature, people are naturally drawn to him, and because of his desire to help those around him, people can’t help but love him.
Sora has a competitive spirit and just a hint of teenage cockiness that could easily spell trouble if it weren’t for his uncanny ability to meet and defeat all challenges thrown his way. He never believes for one second that he will lose, and because of that…he doesn’t.
History/Background (Abridged): Sora was born on Destiny Islands. His best friends were Riku and Kairi, whom he spent every moment possible with, playing on the beach, in the sand, and in the waves. At 14, he began to have strange dreams, foreshadowing his adventures to come. His world was soon torn apart by the heartless. In one terrorizing moment, he lost his friends, his home, and his island. In the process he discovered he had the ability to wield a mysterious weapon known as the keyblade.
He found himself in Traverse town, where he met Donald and Goofy, soon to be his companions as he traveled the worlds, determined to find his friends and set thing right.
After many an adventure, Sora was forced to leave both of his friends behind once again, in order to save the worlds. He took a detour at Castle Oblivion, where his memories were taken apart one by one, and then chained back together again by a witch named Namine. Once again he continued his search for his friends, eventually returning to his island safely, with his Nobody in tow, Roxas, a result of taking his life to save Kairi in earlier adventures.
Role Playing Sample:
Now, more than ever it was easy to tell where Radiant Garden had been given its name.
Lush greenery lined the streets, all around were pink and red blooms pushing their way from the stony cracks of the castle’s foundation. Small but sturdy trees spread out their branches, timidly, testing the new soil, and putting out soft, green leaves. The life that had once been absent from the world was heaving a sigh of relief as the Dark grip it had been subject to relinquished its hold.
The castle, stripped of its emblem, still stood tall and menacingly, clawing at the sky. Still, it was a far cry from the terrifying threat it had been to a short, 14-year-old boy, who hadn’t had time to grow into his shoes before he was wrenched from his home to save the Worlds from certain doom. Now, the water’s harsh flow was curbed by controlled waterways and waterfalls. Small houses skirted the building, bravely filling the empty spaces.
Sora, under the pretense of scouting for stray Heartless, was ambling through newly paved streets, hands resting comfortably behind his head. His black tennis shoes whispered softly against the ground, while his bright blue eyes gazed outward at the world; he walked the streets with the confidence of someone who owned the place, knew every nook and cranny, and could call every citizen by name.
Radiant.
Purple and gold crocuses clustered at the base of a spring. Those were Radiant. The sun beaming down on them. That was Radiant also. A bright, Saturday morning. Friends to share it with. Kairi’s smile…
Sora blushed faintly at the though. He could hardly think of a better word.
