Post by Zidane Tribal on Apr 4, 2011 20:06:45 GMT -5
real big fan of yours ,
[/color][/font]"You don’t need a reason to help people…"[/center]
quite the joke to you ,
[/color][/font][/center]"so, hon. welcome to the distorted world.
what's your name?"
"Zidane Tribal. Distorted world, huh? So that means lots of places to steal from?”
"ey, that's pretty cute. how old are you, and where are ya affiliated?"
"Born on September 21st here! I’m sixteen.”
[Alexandria since it’s the FFIX world.]
"young'un, are you? well then, i can deal. so... how ‘bout you and me go on a date?"
"Ha ha, a date? Well, why not. Just don’t tell Dagger!” – “Wait. This isn’t a test from Dagger, right?”
"aaand.. what is your specialization?"
"I’m confident daggers and short swords. The difference between them and a broadsword is –“ (blinks at the look he’s receiving) “ – you don’t care to know, huh? Alright, I’m skilled in thieving, too. When I’m in trance, Dyne techniques I use and they’re all physical.”
"cool, cool. i guess youre a little talented filly? i like 'em like that."
"Seriously? Is she setting me up? It doesn’t matter -" (holds up interviewer’s wallet) “- but thanks! I know I’m pretty talented!”
]kissed me in your room ,
[/color][/font][/center]"and on to the second section! how tall are you, exactly?"
"I’m five foot three.”
"ah, just three inches taller. hm. so, what's under your clothes? not that i wont find out for myself."
"Under my clothes? Aren’t you going a bit fast there?!” (receives an odd look; before he gives a few suggestive motions) “If you gotta know, of this ’interview’ then I have an athletic and lean built. How else would I be an expert thief?”
"okay, sorry. let's talk about some.. non - crude things? what's your personal style?"
"Define ‘shop’ to a thief! Sure, I look around and all – doesn’t mean I pay for anything!” (flashes a genuine smile before laughing) “My clothes are durable! Loose and yet tight fitting in right places! Whatever makes sure my tail is free, too, I like.”
"hey, you look like that celebrity... what was the name...?"
"The famous thief of the Tantalus Theatre Troupe, Zidane Tribal, is how you probably know me!"
"right! i remember now. you look just like them. except better, heh heh..."
"Yeah, sure."
replied i love you too ,
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"soo, do you like or dislike anything?"
“By now you should know I like stealing, Dagger, my friends! I also like climbing, you outta know about the fun with that! I like bananas too. No monkey jokes!” – “I dislike jerks, who wanna hurt my friends. Spicy food and lemons as well!”
"ohmyjonas, me too! wow, thats such a coincidence. so have any dirty habits or secrets?"
"Eiko’s stated I try playing the tough guy. Amarant called me a damn hypocrite because I’ve went off my own…Dagger points out I gotta do everything by myself. I protect them but won’t let them help me in return, I get that. I’ve been called a skirt chaser, Dagger gets jealous over that. Kinda funny to watch! I over use words, too; gotta, outta, and even bastard. I’m stubborn.“
"coolness, yo. umm. home dawg. anyways. describe yourself."
"I’m stubborn, will nickname people, and hardly hold still. I steal, I like a girl, and I flirt with her and others. Got everything down?”
"like dude! we're so compatible..."
“Nah, Dagger and I are compatible! She’s more important to me than anything. (Still doesn't mean I won't be looking at girls in this place!)"
a little bit insecure ,
[/color][/font][/center]"okay, let's rush through this. i'm thinking dancing? then, we can talk about rooms."
"Dancing, why not? Rooms? What are we gonna do with rooms, we using the rooms as a cover to steal from someone?”
"shh, if my boss knew about our secret romance... so. what's your heritage?"
"Well, I guess you outta know about it. I have denied it before, but I have a brother named Kuja. Mikoto’s my little sister, who better be being taken care of like I told the Black Mages too! Garland is, no he’s just a scumbag who tried to destroy Gaia. My supposed ‘real home’ was a dump named Bran Bal… I’ve been raised in Lindbulm by Baku. I gotta say I like Gaia better, of course. Gotta protect my friends there!"
"wow, your family would love me! have anyone else in your family?"
"Do you count the Tantalus Theater Troupe as family?”
"oh. sounds horrible. haha. anything else important happen in your life?"
"I tried to kidnap a Princess and instead had an amazing journey. Learned about my home, why I was created, was meant to be the other ‘Angel of Death’. My friends and I had to fight Garland, who was killed by Kuja, and had to escape from Terra. Ended up saving Gaia as well, then I tried to protect Kuja from dying – after the whole Necron match – even going as far as shielding him once the lifa collapsed on us. I still gotta admit, if it wasn’t for Dagger’s and my song, I would’ve never made it!”
"hey, look! we're done. so, i would ask you on a second date, but i'm about to explode. no, really. please step back."
"You sure you don’t need help? No? Alright! Gotta go then!"
of this mistreatment ,
[/color][/font][/center]name. Kadaj~♥
age. 20.
rp experience. Quite some time~
rules. Thundaga!
rp sample.The melodic words accompanied by that soft smile sent shivers down Kadaj’s spine. The youth could not grasp it; why would the ginger give him such look? Even Yazoo and Loz couldn’t muster smiles like that – and they were his brothers! The shorter male could almostfeelthe confidence in Genesis’ casual stroll. With his eyes closed at that! Kadaj grit his teeth in frustration,knowingthe taller male wasn’t going to take him seriously. A hand traveled to Souba, not yet unsheathing the double blade. The teen gave a feral crouch, as he attempted to read his opponent. One, very large, mistake to make with Genesis as an opponent.
Within moments, Genesis had ducked to roll. Confusion hit the teen before he released a hiss; agitated by being caught off guard. Kadaj had attempted a retreat, only to have his legs swept out from under before a foot got raised. Eyes dilated before instantly screwing shut; the body tensing in preparation for impact. Gravity had taken its toll yet…the teen’s emerald-jade cat eyes had fluttered open. Hastily the orbs darted about as Kadaj tried to grasp the current situation. Only when he comprehended the situation, he locked his eyes with sapphire irises. The perfectly sculpted face held and aura of confidence, not quite smug yet. Kadaj was about to release a snide remark before it was hushed, cut off by Genesis’ silk words.
Dumbfounded he was before his orbs became fixated on silver. His eyes hazed over, as if he had quite a hard time registering that was his – the eyes went wide once more – that washishair. The jaw dropped in awestruck, mouth agape like a fish out of water. There it was, shimmering in the damp atmosphere, brilliantly contrasting against Genesis’ red leather. It was then, and only then, did the teen realize his current position.
The blade, along with Genesis’ arm had snaked behind his shoulders. This action, of course, was preventing him from landing on the ground below. Kadaj wanted to squirmed, uncomfortable at this current position; as heat nearly scorched his face. He could catch the scent the other male carried, as if he bathed in it; cinnamon. Kadaj could have sworn Genesis held a light cascade of apple as well; causing the teen to question why he could point these out. Or why his face felt suddenly hot, as his face became a tea rose.
Their positions shifted; as the teen bit his lip to muffle a groan – expected to be dropped. Instead, the drop had become being placed gently down. He should have been thankful, yet the teen felt his pride was damaged; in such a cheap move.”Y-you c-c-cheated,” he stuttered, as breathing hitched ever slightly. Kadaj wanted to prop his form up, ready to drag himself away from the taller male once his would perform that action. Before he could ever respond, Kadaj’s body was drawn upward by Genesis. His body shivered as the teen was lost in what prompted the action. Kadaj’s arms were placed in a defensive position, as eyes screwed shut again. He half expected the blade to clash down; though his ears picked up the weapon being sheathed. The green-gem eyes vaguely opened as hands dropped; Kadaj releasing a sigh at not having a weapon as a threat. Yet, his heart still accelerated and eyes darted upward, trying to avoid eye contact.
The silken voice spoke once more, holding a soft command addressing he could take feathers. Needless to say, the youth was confused. Yet, his left hand rose automatically and reached for the feathers. He neither yanked, nor pulled gently, but instead brushed his leather bound digits against them. A faint sign of disappointment came, as Kadaj withdrew his hand. His right hand tugged at his glove, pulling it off in a swift manner. Once more Kadaj raised his hand, fussing over the wing like a kitten.
The charcoal feathers were soft to the touch. Kadaj gave a rather confused expression, unable to comprehend the reasoning behind the wing. He never had one, nor did his brothers.”Why?”The teen licked his lip, attempting to find the right words.”What gives you two this wing?”His speech was a notch above a whisper, as if Kadaj didn’t want the question to be spoken. Pale digits toyed with the feathers, as the boy let his head tilt ever slightly. Small beads from the rain clung in his hair again; obscuring half his face.
A hard swallow, though his throat was dry, the boy spoke up.”I’m a puppet,”his fingers halted in their toying; as Kadaj gave a light whimper.”A..remnant.”Both comments stung; yet Kadaj knew them to be absolutely true. A light grit of his teeth, the teen forced back any tears that threatened to sting the rim of his eyes. He was determined to be much more, or so he had hope. Kadaj was still lost, why was he suddenly comfortable being with this man? He may have been friends with Sephiroth – but he had no personal connection to the former ex-SOLDIER.”Why are you being nice? You have no reason to be.”Once more his face heated. Was he expecting a positive response?
