Post by Terra on Jul 12, 2011 20:56:42 GMT -5
real big fan of yours ,
[/color][/font]"You are my sweetest downfall,
I loved you first before the cracks began to show"[/center]
quite the joke to you ,
[/color][/font][/center]"so, hon. welcome to the distorted world.
what's your name?"
"My name is Terra, what’s yours?."
"ey, that's pretty cute. how old are you, and where are ya affiliated?"
"Um, I was born sometime in May, and I’m 20 years old. Who I’m affiliated with? You could say the light, but then again also the darkness, so how about we call it neutral for now"
"young'un, are you? well then, i can deal. so... how bout you and me go on a date?"
"A..a date?! I..uh hardly know you! Maybe another time? Though have you seen someone called Aqua?."
"aaand.. what is your specialization?"
"I focus a lot about power, so while my friends are better than me at magic, I’m more focused as a physical attacker. There is nothing wrong with a strong right hook in my opinion."
"cool, cool. i guess youre a little talented filly? i like 'em like that."
"Thank you, but it’s all down to training really."
kissed me in your room ,
[/color][/font][/center]"and on to the second section! how tall are you, exactly?"
"Me? Well you can see I’m tall, so I’d say about 6 feet?"
"ah, just three inches taller. hm. so, what's under your clothes? not that i wont find out for myself."
"Hehe, you’re not the type to give up easy are you? Well I guess there is no harm. I train regularly so I have maintained a muscular and defined body. That’s the jist of it really."
"okay, sorry. let's talk about some.. non - crude things? what's your personal style?"
"My personal style? I don’t really care about those things, but I tend to wear this black shirt and hakama. It may not be the talk of the town, but it gets me by, simple enough."
"hey, you look like that celebrity... what was the name...?"
"Celebrity? I’m flattered but I’m just Terra, always have, and always will be."
"right! i remember now. you look just like them. except better, heh heh..."
"You really are forward you know that?."
replied i love you too ,
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"soo, do you like or dislike anything?"
"I always thought that being pure of heart was hardly disliking anything, but I know that’s wrong. It’s just being true to yourself. I love the night sky, I know each star is another world, and watching them flicker helps me feel at peace. The idea that I could one day visit them, has always been a dream for me. My friends, though that’s something everyone likes, but that bond is something I cherish more than anything. Oranges surprisingly enough, their taste when ripe always sticks with me for a while later, like a portable flavour! But the world isn’t all sunshine, there are bound to be spots of rain now and then. Lies are probably the thing I hate the most, they have been used against me, in order to hurt those I love. I really have an aversion to flowers, not because they are ugly, just that they always make me sneeze. While it isn’t a full dislike, surprises always put me on edge, but then if done right I can get over it pretty quickly. "
"ohmyjonas, me too! wow, thats such a coincidence. so have any dirty habits or secrets?"
"I used to keep my secrets locked away, pushing people at an arm’s length. I thought that would help safeguard against the darkness, but now I have nothing to fear, not anymore. So a dirty habit I have is that I bite my toenails, now I know its gross, and I look like the clean and hygienic type, but you could say it’s a flexibility test. That or I’ve done it since I was a kid, but don’t tell Aqua though. I..I took the heart from a Princess of Heart. Whether or not I was controlled isn’t the point. I willingly allowed it to happen. For that I can never forgive myself. "
"coolness, yo. umm. home dawg. anyways. describe yourself."
"I haven’t got much to say, my story isn’t all that interesting."
"like dude! we're so compatible..."
"Who knows, you could be right."
a little bit insecure ,
[/color][/font][/center]"okay, let's rush through this. i'm thinking dancing? then, we can talk about rooms."
"I’m not a great dancer, so I think I’ll just sit this one out."
"shh, if my boss knew about our secret romance... so. what's your heritage?"
"S..secret romance? I said there was a possibility not that we were an item. But I never really had any family, the only one who I could call father was Master Eraquis.... He wasn’t even my real father...but I didn’t care."
"wow, your family would love me! have anyone else in your family?"
"My family? I consider a whole lot of people to be my family. But I know what you’re getting at, and there are two others. I would, will and have protected them with all my being. My friends Aqua and Ventus, we grew up together and trained together...even fought each other. I love them...and will always be there for them."
"oh. sounds horrible. haha. anything else important happen in your life?"
"I grew up with Aqua, the pair of us being trained by Mast.. I mean my father. A man known as Master Xehanort, the sole reason for nearly everything going wrong, appeared one day and brought Ventus. Back then he was just a shell, a scared lonely boy needing a friend. He became like a little brother to me, just as Aqua has always been...someone I love just as much, maybe more. The worlds beyond our own got attacked by beings called the Unversed, monsters born from a boy called Vanitas. I failed my Mark of Mastery....for having too much darkness, and sought a ‘refuge’ you could say in Xehanort. I confided in him, caused Ventus to chase after me..Aqua to spy on me. He twisted my perception of things, my heart, my mind...until I felt like I couldn’t trust my own heart anymore. It was only then, when I was guided by the light to an island in the middle of an ocean did I meet a boy. He was called Riku, and he reminded me about the things that I cherished and wanted to protect. What happened next...was all his fault..Xehanort had set it all up, for Eraquis to learn Ventus’s true nature, to force me to kill him...to suffer the idea of my own father dead by my hand. It was all to make me give into the darkness, so that I would become Xehanort’s perfect puppet. I fought him in the end...his heart enveloped mine, and for a time we fought within each other...I don’t know what happened next...I’m sorry. "
"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."
"I..thanks for listening."
of this mistreatment ,
[/color][/font][/center]name. NOTERXEL (was NOSAXEL)
age. 20
rp experience. 2 ½ years
rules. Thundaga
rp sample.Axel still holding Aqua's hand, collapsed to his knee's as he held the picture. He felt tears slowly starting to form in his eyes. Dripping from his face to the floor. His other hand, held tightly to the blanket with the sun on it. You would have thought that was Axel's but funnily enough that was Saix's duvet. In entering the room, seeing the pictures, and seeing the memorial frame, Axel felt a sudden longing for his old best friend. No matter who it was, Aqua, Larxene, Roxas or Sora, none of them could compare to Isa. He knew these tears weren't from his heart, but with Aqua so close it felt like they were. He quietly cried to himself, the memories of those happy times, rushing through his head. The idea that he had chosen Roxas over him as a friend, the pain he felt when they seemed to separate. How did it happen? Sure they had changed physically, but they were still the same person weren't they? When was it that Saix changed....no, when Isa became Saix. Axel wanted to stop all the memories but he couldn't, he wanted to end the feelings but those two wouldn't.
Even now his heart was torn between Roxas and Isa. Both betrayed him in their own, way. Both kept him close till they got tired and rid themselves of him despite their complaints. But when Axel looked around the room, he knew that deep down, where his heart should be, Isa would always be who he cared for the most. The rain heavily rattled against the roof of the small shack. Time seemed to drag on as Axel wiped his tears, and stood up, looking around the room. The tears didn't stop, they kept flowing, kept choking, kept hurting. All Axel could do was try and be as happy as possible, even though each object in the room hurt him so. Picking up a toy with his spare hand, he fiddled with it, before wiping his face and finally speaking to the blunette.
"..I..is it wrong for me...to miss someone? When I don't have a heart? When..I got us killed..."
His lips trembled as he stared at the toy. His voice always quivering as he tried to keep it clear, constantly clearing his throat.
"..When he then changed...a..after we changed? Who would you choose... I..if you had only one..".
