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Post by Ellie who has 0% on Mar 2, 2010 0:43:32 GMT -4
I decided to post this today, since it's in fact Kingdom Hearts: World Destiny 3rd birthday, and with the staff I asked, I'm not committing a no no. This is a start of thread, and all Heartless will be color coded. Please use the color code to help who attacks what and which. K? HAVE FUN!
The night was cold as usual, but that wasn't a surprise. The world was used to cloudless nights filled with whichever stars were next. Although one is never aware which had left the black sky, they could fill the shift of change around them no matter the world's rotation.
The streetlamps burned the glasses until they tinted a black in the first district. The general still flames began to bend, dip, and quiver as if it was threatened to be blown out. No one was area of the yellow eyes that reflected in the burnt glass before a phantom black body wavered past it. The flame flickered away. The door to the famous city of Traverse Town was closed as gummi ships were excluded outside of it.
A strong breeze gave the door a bump, or one would assume it was a wind. But would one remember feeling such wind, or was it a strange foreboding aura that made their hairs stand on their neck. Not fall from here a dark cloud beckons on towards the World shrowded in night. Onward says the dark cloud; onward it declared, and the world will be shakened perhaps unprepared.
The First District was generally the safest out of all four. The Zero District was hardly touched, but there were high doubts one can find and exit out so safely. The second was a handful as well as the third. Tonight was another story as a little swirl of darkness accumulated at a dark corner in an alley between buildings.
The large doors of the First District opened up. Heralding a new arrival in this world. From the outside of town, that leads to the stars and the area that is used by gummi ships, a tall figure appeared. Casting a large shadow over the cobblestoned ground.
A broad man clad in platemail stepped forward. His black leather cape billowing in his wake. His helmet resembling a wolf, aswel as the many symbols on the silvery armor. Armed with a long sword and shield, the knight stepped over he main square while behind him the doors closed again. The gummiship that brought him left, hiding in safety between the stars. The knight was on his own untill matters were resolved.
Sir Lucas was sended here from Disney Castle. Chip and Dale had detected alarming readings coming from this world. The knight was here to investigate and withstand the heartless. From behind the safety of his black visor the knight looked around. No souls were seen out at this nightly hour. Many houses were lit from the inside, indicating that the residents were all hiding inside. Wether they knew that there was darkness creeping around or that this is merely a daily habit, eluded Sir Lucas.
The tall man looked up at the starlit night sky, and to the presence of the full moon. Feeling confident that he will be watched over by the Lunar Goddess. It wasn't untill he had crossed the main square and was ascending the staircases that a sudden bump made him halt. A thud coming from the large doors that leaded to the outside of the town. Perhaps caused by wind, but there were no other indications of that elsewhere.
Feeling threatened, the wolf knight drew his sword and readied his shield. As he started to carefully scout around the area. His instincts warning him of danger and that there was something wrong. The desolation and solitude was also ennerving him.
A shady figure leaned against a wall in a nearby alleyway. Long hair fell past his face, keeping his eyes hidden from the man, but it was obvious that it was male. The voice was rough, yet young. The male had his arms crossed over his chest.
"It seems that the Heartless aren't here yet." The man rose a hand and pushed his hair back, revealing a young face, barely out of his teenage years. The male turned to face the tall man, revealing blue eyes that seemed to glow slightly, even in shadows. They were often referred to as "mako" eyes. He pulled himself off of the wall and turned the the man, walking out of the alleyway. "You sense danger, yet there's obviously nothing in the vicinity." His eyes sharpened. "It's similar to the symptom Tinnitus. You're so used to the white noise, a.k.a. Heartless, that you become unnerved and your body tricks itself, expecting them to pop out at any moment. Therefore, it feels something that isn't there."
He revealed his figure in the moonlight. He could have only been seventeen. His pale figure was clothed in an unsaturated gray/blue, with fur surrounding the collar. What was odd about this teen was the thick iron shackle that held to his left wrist. He put his hands on his waist and sighed. "So... What are you waiting for?"
A small, red animal crawled in cricles, eagerly awaiting what evil would fall onto this world. Unlike most others, 627 was up on the roof of the accesory shop. His large, purple nose pounded up towards the chilling moon each time he took a sniff of the air. "Gwaheeeee ...." He happily growled to himself. Something evil was coming this way. An awesome stench of negative darkness had already filled up the hairy red monster's gumball nose, and he wanted more of it. More evil and chaos. "Da-da-darkneeeeesss."
627, jumping down on all fours, crawled over to the edge of the dark red rooftop. His long ears perked up in interest at the sight of two human beings. One looked like a giant walking soda can, the other some kind of easily broken toothpick. His sinister smirk slinked into a large, yellow smile of sharp teeth. "Gwaaaaaa .... EVAAAAAAL!!" He called out while looking over the edge of the rooftop like a gargoyle. His claws slowly slicing through the air, and his black eyes now glowing green.
Cyrus emerged onto the dark streets of First District, his polearm slung across his shoulders, his tunic torn in a few spots, but looked otherwise fine. Bunch of idiots, challenging me to a fight like that. They better be glad I went easy on them. An odd feeling on the hairs on his neck made him look up, behind him.
He rubbed his eyes, staring hard at the lamp beside him, having sworn saw it flicker. However, it seemed perfectly fine, and the longer he gazed into the flames, the less sure he was of what he had seen. He continued his slow pace down the street, cutting through an alley, and finding himself at the main square.
From his position, he could see two men, one with a weapon drawn. They didn't seem to be fighting, however, and while one seemed very tense, the other appeared perfectly relaxed. Whatever was going on, it wasn't really his business. He leaned against a lamp post, steadying himself on his weapon, more than content to just rest there.
He shivered, which was fairly odd for the pyromancer. Something's just not right about today.
Post by chinzovsmarth on Mar 11, 2010 18:51:09 GMT -4
Chinzo ran out from the Third District as fast as his little legs could take him. His chest was pumping and his arms were swinging in order to get away from the Heartless chasing him. He stopped, leaning on a wall, and chugged down a potion. He looked over to a lamppost, in which he swore he saw a fire flicker and almost go out. At about that time, Chinzo felt a chilly air blow past him. That was probably the reason for the fire flickering - but this breeze was... Unusually cold. It made the hairs on the back of his head fly up and set off an inner alarm. The music that all Blacchians heard innately in their ears suddenly stopped.
He was more scared than he had ever been in his life.
That had never happened, NEVER! Music was ALWAYS heard in a Blacchia's ears, no two ways around it! He began to nervously hum to himself, and the music slowly came back, but... It just, just... stopped! That doesn't just happen!
He looked over to a man with a torn tunic and looked him over. Had he seen him before...? No matter. He needed more music, more sound in his ears. He ran up to him.
"Hey, did you feel that wind just now? Pretty weird, huh," he said casually to him.
Saga felt in ecstasy for what she was feeling. The stench of the heartless was growing stronger with every minute and she was hoping a new, unique and never seen before heartless appeared during this special situation.
"Something amusing will happen very soon."
Then she went to the very center of the first district and made an announcement to anyone who heard her.
"Anyone who values his or her life, seek refuge in the safety of your homes for something very interesting shall happen very soon. A heartless invasion."
Unlike that kid who didn't appreciate the gift of life back when she met the white witch, she was sure those who seek survival would obey and those who felt like fighting the defective dark ones would appear for her own amusement.
"I can sense it, the stench of the defective ones is as strong as in the Second district when that human type filthy one leaded many of his own kin"
And then, she simply awaited for their arrival like a hunter waiting for the proper moment to surprise and capture her prey.
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A child walked by blinking until he saw circular bright colors that attracted his eyes. Bright aqua eyes smiled happily as he wiggles a small hand in the pocket of his dirtied blue jean pants to retrieve a munny. While he wasn't looking, the black vending gumball machine opened bright yellow eyes; it's handles wiggled with a snicker growl. Lifting up his thinking he heard a sound, the Rare Vendor silence itself and shut it's eye.
A brown brow cocked as he scratched his shaggy brown hair. His nose wiggled the freckles on his face as he pressed the munny inside the gumball machine. It wouldn't fit. He frowned and tried to force it in. With dismay, he glanced around seeing if anyone can help him, but not noticing the munny slip inside.
Eyes blinked once realizing there was other gumball machines. When did the Moogles decided to get so many gumball machines for the Accessory Shop. Why question a blessing? He was already running errands for him mom; the least he can get was gum. Walking over he tried to use the other gumball machine; instead of black it was a round red one, Bulky Vendor, with balls of candy inside. Smiling he wiggled to search for a munny piece.
"Oh no, that was my last," the sound of a coin dropping and rolling on the floor caught his attention. His head titled as he bend down to pick it up. "Yay, I get my munny ba- OW!"
A blue gumball smacked him in the head. He frowned rubbing it in anger searching for the perpretrator, but only saw the black, Rare Vendor.
Seeing yellow eyes opened, he screamed as the Heartless surrounded him opened their mouths in a silent scream before the Rare Vendor spat another gum at him.
Doors slammed open as the boy ran as the emblem of the heartless embedded with his mind. He'll never trust candy again. "HEARTLESS HEARTLESS!"
Following behind him, the Rare Vendor wobbled side to after him like a walking toaster followed by other Bulky Vendors that spreaded out trying to evade people and distract with an attack gumball.
If attacked the Vendors will flee gaining speed everytime, but in the meantime, the Rare Vendor wanted the heart of the boy that tried to penetrate it with a coin. It popped under gumball under his feet making him fall with a yelp. It snickered darkly before poucning on him.
Bulky Vendor 1 wobbled freely until it spotted a man with a shield with a canine engraved on it, Sir Lucas. Silently it wobbled within his shadow trying to sneak away, but something drew it to him. Although he looked lethal, he had...a heart. It wiggled with a bouncy joy causing the candy inside to bounce. The Heartless hoped until it landed on the warrior's toe. Once he looked down, he will definately get a taste of gumballs.
Bulky Vendor 2 was quite agitated. It wanted the boy's heart, but the Rare Vendor wanted to be a greedy bully and take it for himself. It bounced in agitation loudly. It stayed by the Accessory Shop brooding before feeling a heart not far from it. Looking up, there was a wierd look creature. The Heartless snorted, but remained still like a gumball before darkness coated it to disappear. An irate vendor reappeared on the roofstop wanting to speculate. With a charging growl, it rushed towards the alien to give 627 a rush bump off the roof top.
Bulky Vendor 3 remained in the Accessory Shop ever quite and ever still. It was a bit lazy and didn't want to go heart hunting so soon. It rather its prey to come towards it; also it didn't felt like running away if someone decided to attack him.
The Dark cloud continued to roll as the door entry to the town banged again with a definite bump. Something else was coming, and it will emerge from that door.
"Hey, did you feel that wind just now? Pretty weird, huh," he said casually to him.
At the mention of a wind, Cyrus turned with a smirk on his face, and nodded in agreement. "Yeah, sounds like a lot of fun is coming this way, huh?" In a flash, his polearm was in his hand, instantly drawn from the sheath on his back. He could feel the adrenaline rush through him like fire as the darkness got ever closer.
He turned sharply around as the entrance to the Accessory Shop opened, and three odd heartless rushed out. Two of them charged at different targets, but the one that caught his attention was the Rare Vendor that was chasing a small boy.
"Dammit!" Cyrus shouted, his left hand already glowing with fire, just as a gumball tripped the child. "Hang on kid! Fira!" He launched the fireball directly at the machine, letting it home in on the Rare Vendor, before charging as fast as he could with his weapon raised. As soon as he was in range, he swung at it horizontally, hoping to knock it back, and away from the boy. He continued this onslaught, keeping it at close range.
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"... For this!" Sir Lucas replied to the young man that addressed him right before a lot of commotion disturbed the first district. Suddenly a lot of other people appeared out of nowhere. Some seemingly walking by minding their own bussiness. And then a strange young woman dressed like a maid showed up. Screaming from the center of the district something about an Heartless invasion.
As the young boy then suddenly bursted out of the accesory shop screaming panicly about Heartless, the knight spun round readying him for battle. The Rare and Bulky vendor were however types of heartless that Sir Lucas never had seen before. And truth be told he was baffled at first. Not realising in the first moment that dispite their colorfull scheme's and unthreatening movement, they were truelly Heartless.
A metallic clang sounded, coming from his metal greaves. Looking down surprised, he saw Bulky Vendor 1 standing in front of his foot. Curving it's body and tilting it large glass see-through head back. And before the Wolf Knight could react a gum ball shot against his head. Luckely his helmet caused it to ricochate towards a different direction but it still was a hard smack to his head. Soon more gum balls followed in a high speed. Beeing shot out like a machine gun. Eventhough the first 3 hitted his helmet, the trained knight quickly brought his shield in front of him. The colorfull balls of hardend gum with a sugar coating were deflected all over the place. Risking bystanders on stray fire.
Inside the helmet, Sir Lucas however gritted his teeth. As anger was rising inside the man and he growled: "What is this? A joke!" Still hearing the noise of the scattering gum balls beeing blocked by his shield the Knight readied himself. From his covered position he was however more worried about the boy screaming and beeing chased by a much larger specimen. However he saw to his great relief that another fighter with a polearm was already moving in to help him. Having the power to cast fire magic.
Paying attention to the Bulky Vendor 1. Sir Lucas readied his right leg. Waited till the last moment before removing his shield and then kicked towards the Bulky Vendor 1 like a football player making the kick off. Afterwards he turned again to face the man with the soft blue glowing 'Mako' eyes and asked him: "Can you fight, good man?"
RECAP: Sir Lucas attemps to kick Bulky Vendor 1 away.
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627's menacing green eyes slid over the darkness of the sky, welcoming the presence of darkness. Excellent. Monsters chasing innocent, hopeless lives. This is what he was created for, ultimate destruction. "EEEEEEVIIIIIIILLL!" The red beast hopped up and down, taunting the warriors of light that were fighting back against the monstrous threat. He himself was just about the pounce onto the armor-clad wolf knight, if it weren't for the sudden bump he felt from behind.
His smile disappeared and his wide green eyes squinted into a black stare. The red monster turned around to see a metallic creature attempting to shove him off the roof. It was a living gumball machine! 627 remembered these back in Hawaii, he would always smash them open and steal the contents. This one had that dark heart symbol on it, suggesting it were one of those dark monsters that he had fought before. "Eeeeeeeviiiiiil.... He wondered what prizes would be inside this machine.
627 grew an extra pair of arms that reached for the bulky vendor. His upper arms grabbed at the glass while his lower ones slashed into the sides of its head. He remained unphased at the fact that this thing didn't break like the non-living ones. "Gimme! Where my gumballllsss?!!" The monster began shaking the metal heartless up and down, expecting it to break and spew out its prizes.
Sin laughed as the man turned to him. Could he fight? That was an odd question. He walked slowly towards the man, taking his blue jacket off. The denim fabric was worn thin from years of use. With his right arm, he threw it towards the nearest Bulky Vendor, letting it settle on the Heartless.
His right arm shone as the metal veins were hit by the moonlight.
With a flash of Darkness, the obsidian blade stretched out to his side. Six crystals shone from the near hilt of the blade, each of a different element. The black one symbolizing Darkness seemed to be bleeding slightly.
"Yes," he said, addressing the man's question. "I can." And with that, his blade burst into flames, making the shadows jump around them. A horrible smile spread across the teen's face as he positioned himself into an offensive stance, directed at the warrior. "Let's."
He was doing this for the Dark XII. His freedom had been removed after his last break. Now, he would help them destroy Traverse Town. It wasn't like he enjoyed the place, anyways. The black blade shimmered in the moonlight.
Post by chinzovsmarth on Mar 16, 2010 16:11:35 GMT -4
Chinzo glared daggers as his negative vision scanned over the Rare Vendor. What an ass, attacking a small child! Disgusting. Of course, Heartless always were, the bastards, but that wasn't the point.
He whipped out his dagger, twirled it about in his hand, and hurled it at the Rare Vendor, then followed up with a Blizzara. This little Heartless wouldn't be taking a child's life this day, no-sirree-bob!
As his weapon and magic soared, Chinzo glanced over at another fight stirring near him. That glance morphed into a stare as one man sprouted a blade from his arm and the other was already fighting. He couldn't tell whether or not the attacker was a Heartless, but... but it just seemed like he was. His negative vision was still new to him, but he thought he saw a pulsing darkness in the Heart of the bladed man, while a burning light in the Heart of the other.
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