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| HellAvatar | Aug 4 2010, 08:55 PM Post #1636 |
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Treno [Decrepit Streets] The Noah hated the Paladins for a good reason. Holy attacks HURT things born of malice and despair. But the Noah, just like any being of great, dark power, weren't likely to fall from a single strike of a sword or a single shot of a bow. The Noah were strong. Very strong. And some had some very, very nasty abilities that made them who they were. Each Noah had a specialty, and each Noah used that specialty to an extreme. It was no surprise that no blade actually struck. Tyki just smiled that creepy smile as he simply eeled his way around the strikes by Didymus and Chloe and backed off, ducking under Sora's massive aerial attack, somehow dodging strikes that should have hit, only to bring up a hand and release... Butterflies. Dozens of black butterflies that seemed to glow purple around the edges. The butterflies simply fluttered around before beginning to settle. One simply sat down on Sora's keyblade. Another settled on Chloe's arm. A third went to settle on Didymus's sword arm. Another went to settle on Steiner's helmet. And yet... Butterflies? Road just giggled a bit to herself, biting into candy she was licking, watching the battle intently. Tyki was perhaps one of her favorite members of the Noah Family, and his flamboyant tactics often involved things that normally wouldn't be considered GOOD tactics. And yet, it always worked. "Hey! Are you sure you don't want to simply let the princess go? We won't hurt anybody else if you let her come with us. But if you keep fighting, who knows what Tyki will do. He might even hurt one of you real badly. VERY badly." Allen gritted his teeth and launched himself at Road, who simply dodged away, closed the umbrella and put it under her like some weird, floating skateboard, on which she was perfectly balanced. And then, she was up in the air, sitting down on the umbrella and swinging her legs wildly, smiling at the combatants below. "I can promise that no one else would be hurt!" |
![]() Now becomes the the past in an instant — and everyone will eventually die! Destiny triumphs over human knowledge and goes mad! That is the way of things! I spit upon this frail, crazed, world! I spit upon the Second Law of Thermodynamics! ~ Desty Nova, Karmatron Theory Let them Label me! Let them swear and curse at me as I tug humanity like a bucking bull into the darkness of the unknown, revealing its secrets to the sane and driving them MAD! In ages long past, I shall be looked upon as a tyrant and a savior! As a savant and as a fool! My work shall advance humanity long past its time, throw it into the unknown future and force it to grow strong or FALL! Years from now, when I will inevitably be removed, my work shall continue to progress, because these things cannot be denied! Governments will publicly criticize my work, but privately conduct research that advances it! I shall imprint myself into the annals of history, among the stars that shine as brightly as Albert Einstein, Isaac Newton, Benjamin Franklin, Dmitri Mendeleev, Nikola Tesla, and countless others! My work will shine as brightly as any star, and I AM ITS CREATOR!!! ~ Desty Nova, Morality
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| AGodofIrony | Aug 4 2010, 09:05 PM Post #1637 |
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-Central- Hughes' House “They might be...but we're not sure,” Jenna answered, “We got separated...Sheba and I managed to find each other, but I don't know where they could be...” She sighed, worried for Isaac, her brother, and the others. “We'd need to find out about strange phenomenon...” Sheba said, “That might help...non Adepts can't see Psynergy...” In the alone and isolated room, it suddenly become much less alone and isolated, as the figure known as Alex Louis Armstrong appeared, bursting through the door. “I came as soon as I heard!” Armstrong declared, “Ohhh, such a shame that this wonderful news is also sullied with the death of a good man, but you've managed to climb your way to the top!” Armstrong then embraced Mustang in a patented Armstrong hug, passed down from generation to generation! Thankfully, his shirt was still on. Also, how did Armstrong appear here? He's Armstrong! It's also an ancient Armstrong family secret/tradition. Woods Galv was blushing still, as Melanie continued to read his fortune. "You will come into money somehow" she started, trying to keep herself distracted "Perhaps an inheritance or a profitable endeavor in the future..." “Well, that'll be helpful for our,” damnit! “Errr, my kid...Heh...” Galv could not get his mind from that... “I wonder if he'd have blue eyes...Darnit, stop it!” he thought to himself. -Bending Valley- “Do you want to go under then?” Spork asked, “Heck, might be tunnels we can use underground, if this used to be where Benders all lived...” Hammah continued to look worried and agitated, being in this place. He kept seeing...flashes...of memories... -Treno- Cafe “Recruiting? Sorry, but she's already helping me...in payment for services rendered,” Master Xehanort said to Marisha, “But perhaps I've heard of your employeer...I have...met many people.” Decrepit Streets Sora looked at the butterfly on his Keyblade...He wonder what it was about...still... “Take this!” Sora yelled, then threw the Keyblade at Tyki, the blade spinning fast at the Noah! |
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| The Vidit of Light | Aug 4 2010, 09:26 PM Post #1638 |
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Treno Butterflies? Sure. Whatever these things were, Didymus and Steiner moved to avoid them. Tried, at any rate. Steiner found himself swiping his sword at one, as Didymus weaved away, at least tried to, for a bit. However, there were a bunch, and swinging at them would be hazardous... Didymus thrust his blade into the ground, head bowed for a moment, as a bright light began to shine out from it... ...he didn't know what these "butterflies" were, but a sort of "blessed aura" spread out, surrounding him and slowing spreading, shining brighter and reaching further... Central City, Amestris-Hughes' house Hughes was surprised by Armstrong's sudden appearence...in his house...but decided to let it slide. He DID have a knack for that sort of thing. Besides, he was more focused on Mustang. "Strike a decisive blow?" He sighed. "Roy...if you do this, it has to be to save face in the eyes of the people, or convince Galdwin that it isn't worth it to keep fighting so they won't be more demanding in peace terms...and that's provided that this is even worth doing." he said. "You go on with this, and it could just make things worse." he said. "MORE people will die, and why? Because of revenge? With all due respect, Riza, and you, Roy, and to Grumman himself, he KNEW what he was getting into when he took the position. He was a valid military target. They just got him...just like YOU are a valid military target." he said. "If you pursue this war for a SECOND longer than necessary...it CANNOT be for revenge, Roy. "Revenge" is why Scar is running around murdering every alchemist he can find. "Revenge" is why half the Wild Rose organization joined it. And if you try it, try it with a "decisive" blow that will cost both sides thousands, even millions, depending on how "decisive" you're thinking...is that the best way to start the rule of the "atoning" and "benevolent" Furher?" he asked. |
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| Knucxsonia | Aug 5 2010, 07:36 AM Post #1639 |
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Treno Cafe KxS sat back and watched Xehanort deal with this creeper. She decieded to just...listen. ...Where those high-heeled boots running toward them? That's when Shimera opened the door to the cafe. She looked around, trying to find KxS. "KxS! KxS, where are yoouuu?~" she sang out. |
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| ChaosHalberd750 | Aug 5 2010, 11:47 AM Post #1640 |
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Treno Alleyway "...Gosh dangit to heck!" Sam dashed after Shimera, and then barged into the cafe! He may have been easily noticed, more-so than Shimera...but he needed this done. Now. He couldn't bear waiting any longer...he began walking toward KxS, his weapon beside him in a loose grip, his hand burning. "Please..." He whispered in her ear. "Won't you come back? Please?" |
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| Crystal Rose | Aug 5 2010, 04:03 PM Post #1641 |
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Woods Melanie tried not to pay attention to the boy;s words but found it difficult. She blushed and tried to look away into the woods for a moment...It was kinda creepy outside, looking as if it might rain. She then looked down to his hand once more...There were a few lines she could not read, and a few more boring facts, but suddenly something caught her eyes. "You're going to face a tough desicion....Something that will change your life....I wonder what that could be?" Bending Valley Crystal noticed that Hammah wasn't calming down at all. Carefully she picked him up and looked at him. "Darling, what's wrong? You seem so scared...Did you see something out there somewhere?" She had no clue the extent of his bad memories. |
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| GoldenSama | Aug 5 2010, 05:30 PM Post #1642 |
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[Treno] [Decrepit Streets] “Oooh… butterflies… I want to go and join them! Such a simply marvelous display!” Standing on the rooftop of a nearby building, hidden among the shadows, were two figures in black hoods and cloaks. One of them had a rather flamboyant voice, while the other seemed cold and stoic. “Not now, Kuja. We must be patient. Allow the Noah to have their fun. If they actually come close to capturing either summoner, then will we intervene… not until.” “Aw, but Lucien…” Kuja complained, crossing his arms. The one called Lucien ignored his flamboyant counterpart. […] Chloe saw a strange black butterfly settle on her arm, and she frowned and instantly started moving her arm to try to shake it loose. She did not know what it was; but was fairly certain she did not want it on her. Vivi, meanwhile, decided to try his luck once again. He threw up his arms and yelled ‘SLOW!’, sending a giant glowing clock into the air. If the spell worked, it would cause Tyki’s movements to slow down. [Café] Marisha frowned, and leaned back, slipping his hands into his pockets. “… Fine. If you say so. Still… we’ll meet again.” He paused as he started to walk away; and then he snapped his fingers. “Oh, I remember you know, Kxs! … I’m the one who bit you.” He flashed a toothy grin. [Central] [Hughes House] Despite Armstrong hugging him, Roy looked mostly composed. He did, however, started to put on a glove… but Riza stopped him. Roy’s eyes remained unnaturally cold for a man who played with fire on a daily basis. He had spent years wanting the position of Fuhrer so he could bring an end to the wars… and now that he had the job, all he could think about was attacking Galdwin. He sighed and sat down. “You’re right.” He rubbed the bridge of his nose. “… Still, Galdwin has put me in a tough spot. How am I supposed to convince the Generals to end the war, when they just assassinated the Fuhrer? It’ll look like I was in cahoots with them to get the job.” Roy shook his head. “I’m going to have to attack Galdwin. I’m going to have to do SOMETHING…” If only he knew, it was going to get much, much worse. [Bending Valley] Sama nodded. An underground path would be much easier than going around… Then, however, he stopped. His ears perked up, and his eyes grew. “Follow me!” He charged off, running quickly over a hill. At the top, he saw a tall cavern – that was sealed by boulders. That was where he needed to be; he suddenly felt it stronger than anything else. He ran down towards the cave… not even paying attention to the fact that there was a military training facility right beyond the cave. |
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| AGodofIrony | Aug 5 2010, 06:10 PM Post #1643 |
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-Treno- Cafe Master Xehanort frowned. A lot seemed to be happening right now... He glanced to Kxs, who was being talked to by Sam. He would wait to see what decision she would make. “If you wish to leave, you are free to,” Xehanort told Kxs, “I'll take the gift from you though...no more control. Though consider the meal on me. A gift.” He waved his hand idly, indicating that he would let Kxs go if she wanted...though really, it was to signal his most loyal henchman, Vanitus, in case something started to happen. -Central- Woods “Heh...” Galv was still blushing, trying to get his mind off of...things... "You're going to face a tough desicion....Something that will change your life....I wonder what that could be?" “Well...I've already made one of those...” he said, looking up at the girl, then blushing once more, “Ehhh...Heh heh...Do you mean I'll be making another one?” Hughes' House Armstrong had released Mustang from his grip, stepping back and listening to the talk. Despite his physique and love of personal combat, Armstrong did not approve of war. He had refused to fight in Ishbal after some time, hating the destruction and death his alchemy caused. “I agree with Hughes...The war can not continue for long...Killing will just bring more of those who wish to seek revenge...after all, Fuhrer Bradley was killed by the Avatar,” Armstrong said. It seemed he didn't know the truth yet... -Bending Valley- Spork followed Sama, looking worried. When they came to the cavern, he focused, shifting the rocks (as quietly as he could), in order for them to head inside. Hammah clutched Crystal's arm tightly, “This is...bad place...I don't like it here. I wanna go home...” |
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| Crystal Rose | Aug 5 2010, 07:07 PM Post #1644 |
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Woods He was talking about her? Well he must have been considering the massive blush on his face. Melanie felt her pale cheeks getting warmer and wamrer and once again her eyes were on his hand. "Maybe, i'm not very good at details yet..." she then peaked up at him "Is there anything you would like to know about the future? I can try and see if for you." Bending Valley Crystal hated to see the boy so uncomfortable, but this was her home. It was the place where she had grown up and spent her years making memories. She had once had a family here and hoped to raise her own children in the Valley. It really had been perfect. And yet Hammah hated it so much. "Don't worry, there's nothing bad here Hammah" she assured, hugging the boy and looking around "This is where I lived when I was your age |
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| AGodofIrony | Aug 5 2010, 09:09 PM Post #1645 |
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-Woods- “Ummm...sure...” Galv said, nodding his head, “Let's hear it.” He had already accidentally blurted out that he thought the two would have a son, among other things. Not like there could be too much more embarrassing things that could happen. -Bending Valley- “Bad things happened here...” Hammah insisted, “Bad people were here...I don't want to stay...more bad people will come...” Garet had followed Spork and Sama up the hill as well, keeping an eye on things. Carrot and Nobby stayed by the wagon... |
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| GameandWatch | Aug 5 2010, 09:53 PM Post #1646 |
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Treno Nihlus hadn't done much as of late, instead watching the game unfold before him. He was in Treno now, but rather instead reveal himself, he acted as a drifter. He was watching Vivi with much focus. A fellow black mage. A young one, yes, but still one of his own kind. --- -Cafe- Nearby all the commotion, our two heroic adepts sat, quiet and unbothered. Of course, Issac was always quiet. Mia, on the other hand...well, it was needless to say she was normally the voice. Issac didn't like the vibes he was getting from the crew. He did not do anything. Mia warned him earlier to keep a cool head and remain quiet..their powers were rather unknown, and she didn't want a commotion. Mia was getting a bad feeling from Xehanort as well. She just hoped he couldn't sense her abilities... |
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| The Vidit of Light | Aug 6 2010, 03:10 PM Post #1647 |
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Central City, Amestris-Hughes' house “… Still, Galdwin has put me in a tough spot. How am I supposed to convince the Generals to end the war, when they just assassinated the Fuhrer? It’ll look like I was in cahoots with them to get the job.” “I’m going to have to attack Galdwin. I’m going to have to do SOMETHING…” Hughes nodded. "I suppose you've got that right. If you called peace now, the general staff would probably start ironically conspiring against YOU." he said. "But if you're going to start drawing up war plans, I'm afraid I can't help you. I'm an investigative officer. I save "grand military strategy" for board game night with the family." he said. "Just promise me that this isn't about, and WON'T be about, revenge." he actually looked serious for a moment. He was unaware that Grumman's killer was in the tank outside (or somewhere). |
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| GoldenSama | Aug 6 2010, 07:32 PM Post #1648 |
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[Bending Valley] The entrance to the cavern began to open. Between the two, Sama and Spork were able to easily clear away the boulders and stone walls that had blocked the cavern off from the outside world… at least until they got a bit deeper where the boulders ended and the ice began. “What the…?” The temperature in the cave dropped dramatically. Sama suddenly shivered and wrapped his cape around his body, shivering in a desperate attempt to get warm. The rest of the cave was completely frozen, as if someone had wanted to seal it off -- and decided that giant rocks just weren’t enough. “… Just… beyond… here…” Sama said, almost speaking as if he was in a trance. He placed his hands on the ice, and slowly it started to shift. Then, at length, it melted away… and something was beyond it. There was a low rumbling… the growl of a great beast! “Uh oh… what was that?” Sama gulped. [Treno] [Café] Marsiha shook his head, and grinned. “Oh no, I wouldn’t want to interrupt your fun time… seeya around, Kxs. I’m sure we’ll meet again… soon.” He flashed a toothy grin, and started to leave. [Central] [Hughes’ House] Mustang sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose. This was difficult. He finally had the power to end the war, but could do nothing to act on it without risking his new job. In addition, he still had to kill the Avatar… for a crime that Mustang himself had committed. What a tangled web he had managed to weave. “… It’s not about revenge, Maes.” Mustang stood up. “It’s about trying to end things. Perhaps… as you said, you work in intelligence… can you find me a secret way of contacting someone in Galdwin?” Mustang had a plan. |
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| The Vidit of Light | Aug 6 2010, 07:41 PM Post #1649 |
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Central City, Amestris-Hughes' house Hughes paused. "I'm not sure you'll even NEED me in the spy network..." he said. "...but you have something in mind?" he asked. "Personally, I don't have any contacts or correspondence in Galdwin...or even outside Amestris, really." he said. Meanwhile, there was the sound of a pair of female voices chatting at the door. Both would sound familiar. The first was Gracia, the second was a VERY excited, other female voice... "YOUR EXCELLENCY!!!" Cyrena burst into the room. "Please, let me be the FIRST to salute you as Fuhrer, SIR!" ...she was probably not the first. But she was telling herself otherwise. Her eyes were fixed on Mustang with sheer adoration...and...more? Crazy girl. |
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| GoldenSama | Aug 6 2010, 09:48 PM Post #1650 |
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[Central] [Hughes House] Mustang started to open his mouth to explain his elaborate plan to bring peace between Galdwin and Amestris, while allowing both countries to save face. However, thankfully for a sleepy GS, the door opened at that moment. It was Cyrena. “… Thank you, Cyrena…” Mustang sighed. “… You’re interrupting us.” |
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