Post by Noel Kreiss on Jun 18, 2011 20:30:33 GMT -5
real big fan of yours ,
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"Hello again, friend of a friend,
I knew you well.
Our common goal was waiting for the world to end"[/center]
quite the joke to you ,
[/color][/font][/center]"so, hon. welcome to the distorted world.
what's your name?"
" It’s Noel, Noel Kreiss. "
"ey, that's pretty cute. how old are you, and where are ya affiliated?"
"Your calendar isn’t the same as mine, but it will do. It’s September the 2nd, I’m 22 this year and...I’ll take up any offer I can get, but for now, I’m Unknown."
"young'un, are you? well then, i can deal. so... how bout you and me go on a date?"
"Heh, liking what you see? Well hands off, I don’t have time to go on a date, by the way have you seen a girl called Serah?"
"aaand.. what is your specialization?"
"Me? I take the fight to the enemy, my blades against theirs. If it calls for magic then I’ll use it, but it’s not my strong point."
"cool, cool. i guess youre a little talented filly? i like 'em like that."
"You think that is talented? Wait till you see my beast."
kissed me in your room ,
[/color][/font][/center]"and on to the second section! how tall are you, exactly?"
" 6 foot”
"ah, just three inches taller. hm. so, what's under your clothes? not that i wont find out for myself."
"Under my clothes? Everything and more, though you won’t be the one to see it. Having a duel fighting technique requires a slim, but strong build. On top of that I need speed, and flexibility so my body is hypermobile. If you don’t get it, then just think of me being able to bend well."
"okay, sorry. let's talk about some.. non - crude things? what's your personal style?"
"I wear clothes that don’t restrict my movement, though don’t get me wrong, I like my style as much as the next person. You could say that I’m more of the ‘tribal’ type”, I wear a pair of baggy blue shorts, wrapped around with a large belt. If you’re asking about all the tassles and the metal coins...not even I remember why I have them there. But I’ll remember someday...What you think that I’m a girl because of the flowers on my shirt? I don’t see you looking away from wanting to know what kind of chest lays underneath them.
"hey, you look like that celebrity... what was the name...?"
"I told you the name is Noel Kreiss, I’m no one else."
"right! i remember now. you look just like them. except better, heh heh..."
"What are you talking about?"
replied i love you too ,
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"soo, do you like or dislike anything?"
"Some of the things that come to mind, sound alien, like they don’t exist here...But I can tell you of the stuff I like from what I’ve seen. I really like the airships that fly around. I haven’t seen anything like it before, I always seem to get over excited when I ask about them and annoy the engineers...Uh, ya...I also like dancing, well I like showing off my skills. Swordplay especially if it’s with two blades is like a dance, so I learnt how to dance to further my skill, now I’m yet to be beaten on the dance floor. I could teach you a move or two, though you’d have to trust me 100%. I also like animals, well I enjoy taming them. Give me 10 minutes with a wild Flan, and you’ll soon have yourself a tame pet. What I don’t like are people who interrupt when someone is speaking, or those idiots that think ganging up on one person makes them strong. I also hate Fog."
"ohmyjonas, me too! wow, thats such a coincidence. so have any dirty habits or secrets?"
"Don’t know if I can trust that this is a ‘coincidence’. But I tend to speak before I think, just feel that there is no use in honey coating what needs to be said. A secret?...Never told anyone something like this before. But I can’t sleep unless Moogle is nearby. I know I’m not a kid anymore...just it feels like home. DON’T tell anyone that I said that!"
"coolness, yo. umm. home dawg. anyways. describe yourself."
"Do I really need to explain myself further? I’d have thought what you already know would be plenty to want me."
"like dude! we're so compatible..."
"Heh, I couldn’t have put it better myself. Just don’t take Moogle away."
a little bit insecure ,
[/color][/font][/center]"okay, let's rush through this. i'm thinking dancing? then, we can talk about rooms."
"If we dance, then expect to be blown away, other than that, it’s one room for the two of us."
"shh, if my boss knew about our secret romance... so. what's your heritage?"
"I..can’t remember anything, it’s all hazy, a couple of images pop up... A rose hair coloured woman..dark clouds..a single city...it’s all a mess."
"wow, your family would love me! have anyone else in your family?"
"So far the only important bond I have is with Moogle. We look out for one another, and I can remember Moogle as far back as I can make it out. He is there in some of the shattered memories... "
"oh. sounds horrible. haha. anything else important happen in your life?"
"Waking up here not remembering anything...that is big enough I think.”
"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."
"Stepping back isn’t what I do, I can take whatever you have to give."
of this mistreatment ,
[/color][/font][/center]name. NOSAXEL
age. 20
rp experience. 2 ½ years
rules. I’ll blitz the world with Thundaga
rp sample.They all flashed, quickly to fast for his mind to process, with each strand of life being pulled from his body, a memory joined with it to. It was like a multitude of screens, windows into the life he had lived. There was nothing to feel, it was all the same to him, each and every moment in his life never had any real meaning to it. Turning his head, he looked at the boy’s eyes, pure blue...just like Roxas’s. Something escaped his lips, but he payed it no mind, it was all going to white out in a second. The memories began to increase, moving at such a speed that his eyes couldn’t keep up with them. The feeling of the floor and wind disappeared, and that blinding white light engulfed him. He didn’t feel at peace, nor did he find all his trouble gone.
Instead he was moving, not by using the legs that didn’t exist, or by any part of his body, however he was moving. The white light was moving past him at blinding speeds, the unknown wind forcing itself through his deteriorated body. Wait...he could feel the wind? Looking around he then noticed that he was capable of looking as well.
“What the..fu..”
Before he could utter another word, the ‘wind’ was knocked out of his lungs, his eyes stung, full of sand. As he gasped for air, he fingers clawed at the slippery rocks surrounding him. The sound of waves lapping against the shore filled his ears, the roar of the tides, similar to the roar he had just let out. Slowly standing up, he felt his body every muscle each fibre, with a sudden cry he laughed with joy. The emotion covered his being, that was until he focused on it. There was no joy, only the memory of it, and all that he had left were his memories. Looking around he noticed that he was on a dark shore, one that had an eerie white light glowing at the horizon. As he tried to find his bearings he noticed a small girl, blue haired and bunched together, tears dripping off her cheeks. With the curiosity of a cat, he walked over to her, wondering what was wrong.
“Hey...I’m Axel”
