Post by Dona on Oct 5, 2011 3:46:16 GMT -5
real big fan of yours ,
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"mr. bring me down, well you like to bring me down, don't ya?
but i ain't lying down, baby i ain't going down
can't nobody tell me how it's gonna be, nobody's gonna make a fool outta me
baby, you should know i lead, not follow
oh you think you know me
that's why i'm leaving you lonely
'cause baby you don't know a thing about me"[/center]
quite the joke to you ,
[/color][/font][/center]"so, hon. welcome to the distorted world.
what's your name?"
"Hmph... I am surprised you dredges don't know who I am. I am Dona, the next High Summoner of Spira. You can start building my statue now."
"ey, that's pretty cute. how old are you, and where are ya affiliated?"
"I am a tad older then most summoners, 25 to be precise. I hate repeating myself, but for your pitiful memory I will remind you that I am from Spira. Be sure to write this down, I don't want to repeat myself again."
"young'un, are you? well then, i can deal. so... how bout you and me go on a date?"
"Ha ha ha. Darling, do you really think I swing that way? My guardian has the perfect six pack, and a gorgeous chiseled chest. I even make Barthello run around in leather straps."
"aaand.. what is your specialization?"
"I told you I saw a summoner.."
"cool, cool. i guess youre a little talented filly? i like 'em like that."
"Barthello could inform you of all my other talents."
kissed me in your room ,
[/color][/font][/center]"and on to the second section! how tall are you, exactly?"
"Why don't you get a tape measure and find out for self dear. No? Very well I am five feet, and eight inches."
"ah, just three inches taller. hm. so, what's under your clothes? not that i wont find out for myself."
"Darling, I don't have much to hide. Why else would I wear something this revealing? Other then to tease Barthello. I am rather petite, as you can see."
"okay, sorry. let's talk about some.. non - crude things? what's your personal style?"
"At home I prefer leather, but the people Spira can be so judgmental of a Summoner. So I wear this outfit, which is barely anymore then a swim suit."
"hey, you look like that celebrity... what was the name...?"
"I almost forgot how forgetful you dredges can be. I am the Summoner Dona, the one and only Dona."Thank god she is the only one.
"right! i remember now. you look just like them. except better, heh heh..."
"Is something wrong with your eyes? No one looks better then me.."
replied i love you too ,
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"soo, do you like or dislike anything?"
"As I said before I simply love leather, and well muscled men. But I do hate those rich ones. Those self entitled fools who were born into the riches of Spira, and given everything they possibly could want. You know people like that girl, the daughter of Braska. What ever her name was. Regardless she should actually earn her keep one day.
On a different note, I have an odd place in my heart for Barthello, we grew up together in Kilkia. No one knows me, and my body, like him. Although Barthello does love Blitzball, I have to say I am not the biggest fan of it. I only watch it to see the half naked men beating each other up. Hmm... What else? Ah yes, I despise those who think they're better then me. Because they're not. Oh and I love cherries. They're just a delicious little fruit, right?"
"ohmyjonas, me too! wow, thats such a coincidence. so have any dirty habits or secrets?"
"Habits? Barthello has told me I'm a little too... Aggressive with people. But I just don't see it, do you dredge? Regardless I wake up just before the sun breaks to get ready for the day. This kind of beauty takes time. Even this if beauty has been having doubts about her pilgrimage she still deserves to look her best. ."
"coolness, yo. umm. home dawg. anyways. describe yourself."
"What was that word... Ah yes, diva. One of those Cocoonians called me that recently. Strange really, I've never heard of the Cocoon isle. Perhaps they are far away from Sin? That would be nice..."
"like dude! we're so compatible..."
"I don't date anyone older then 35, or younger then 21. So don't get any ideas."
a little bit insecure ,
[/color][/font][/center]"okay, let's rush through this. i'm thinking dancing? then, we can talk about rooms."
"Dancing? My feet are rather sore form walking all over Spira. Why don't do you be a dear, and give me a foot massage?
"shh, if my boss knew about our secret romance... so. what's your heritage?"
"I don't really want to talk about my living family, even if they are few."
"wow, your family would love me! have anyone else in your family?"
"If you really insist I have a baby brother."
"oh. sounds horrible. haha. anything else important happen in your life?"
"I am originally from Djose. My family had a little home there, over looking mushroom rock. I remember I used to love watching it when it opened. My parents were crusaders. One day, when I was eight Sin attacked Djose, the monks feared that it would destroy the temple. My parents, they fought and gave everything they had. My father, he never returned. My mother didn't really come back either, part of her died in Sin's attack. She took to the bottle. I remember one day, almost two years laterI found my mother curled up in a ball crying holding onto a bottle of jack. It was one of the lats days we spent in Djose. My mother spent the last of her money to buy a home in Kilkia when I was ten. My baby brother was three at the time.
Kilkia is where first met Barthello. We bonded instantly, he is probably the only person who truly knows me. My family struggled until I was fourteen, when the Calm started. A gift from the High Summoner Braska. The Calm was probably the happiest point in my life, my brother was happy and a part of mother even returned. Yet she could never let go of Sin, and the horrors it brought to her. When Sin returned my mother returned to her old self, and I was left taking care of my own family. It was like this for a while. Until I was 24 actually. My brother, 18 now, could take care of himself so I departed with Barthello for the temple in Kilkia. I then traveled around Spira with Barthello. We managed all the temples save for Bevelle and Besaid. When we were making our way through those Yevon forsaken woods a group of fiends attack Barthello and I. I ended up getting separated from Barthello, that's when the Al Bhed kidnapped me. It was insulting really, that they would stop my pilgrimage. I needed to finish it for Spira, for my brother, and for my mother. So she could regain what she lost once again.
They brought me to their so called Home along with another summoner. I can't really remember his name, not that I care. He was far to skinny for my tastes. The Guade attacked the Al Bhed. They seemed to not care about us and attack us. Strange, I thought those tall ones worshiped Yevon. The Al Bhed died saving us, a pity really. I was just begging to grow fond of my guards. It was only minutes later when Yuna's Guardian's arrived. Ah yes I almost forgot, I met the daughter of Lord Braska back in Kilkia. A pitiful girl really. She started her pilgrimage before me. But she was clearly running on her father's name alone. Now where was I? Ah yes, the Guardians. They served as our protesters after the other summoner and I sent the souls of the fallen Al Bhed to the far plane. One of the Guardians, some skimpy dredge had a problem with the final Aeon. He seemed to be in the mind set of the Al Bhed. I had to explain to him that it was all worth it, although I was careful to leave my family out. I had my reasons. We then made our way to this giant machine the Al Bhen stored beneath their home.
It was strange to keep such a thing under the ground. How was it supposed help our escape in a cavern? Machina. Regardless the ceiling of the cavern opened up and machine could fly! Astounding really, considering the fact that it was pulled up from the bottom of the ocean. A rumor I heard from a bragging Al Bhed. That's the last thing I remember. The next I woke up in some strange place, and I couldn't Barthello. I asked around, and it turned out I was in the Cocoon. I have no idea how I got there, or how they lasted so long with all this machina. "
"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."
"Fair enough, I am done with you anyways."
of this mistreatment ,
[/color][/font][/center]name. Arzadon
age. 20
rp experience. idk
rules. THUNDAGA
rp sample.
Tea time was such a wonderful time of day. Just sit back, and relax. Perhaps have a nice game of cards over your steaming hot tea. And it's always wonderful to have company while you drink your tea, and even converse with them about the on goings with your life. Luxord brought the snow white cup to his nose, and a pleasant little smile formed on his face as he let the smells of darkened tea leaves and honey waft upwards. After a few seconds of admiring the scent, he brought the cup to his lips and took a sip. "You know Mother, tea is said to do wonders for the body. Especially one recovering from rigor mortis. Ah that reminds, did I tell you I died?"
The Nobody paused to look over at his Mother, half excepting a reply. Of course there was none. He was talking to a pile of bones. He wasn't sure if the bones were his Mother's or even female, but he liked to think it was her. After all he was always fond of her. She even died trying to protect him, even though it was in vain. "Rather dreadful the whole dying thing is, although I would assume that you know more of the topic then I." He said returning to his tea. For some odd reason Luxord found it comforting to talk to these piles of bones, perhaps it was simply because he awoke only a few minutes ago. His most recent memories was him fading into darkness. Ah well, he was better off then the pile of bones he called Mother. The poor lass's remaining body parts were strapped to a chair with some crude wire that Luxord found on the side of the road.
The stone before Luxord started to twist and turn with life. Thick tendrils of darkness arose from the cobble stone, twisting upwards into an oval shape. Luxord forced a fake laugh to pass his lips, he knew his old self would find this amusing. It hasn't been even a full half an hour since he awoke and already Superior called him. And here Luxord was thinking that he was simply a pawn. The Gambler of Fate arose, placing the snow white tea cup on the rusted table that separated him and his dead Mother. "Ah, it seems that I have business to attend to. I apologize for ending our tea early, but this takes precedence." Luxord took a few steps towards the writhing darkness before stopping. "Mother, I promise that I shall give you a proper burial next time we have tea." The Gambler said before finally entering the portal.
The darkness reacted almost immediately to the Nobody's presence. It clawed at his body, eager to take the life that he recently regained, as it always did. Yet his own darkness demanded control, forcing the writhing tendrils to obey. His body lurched as he was shot forward, the darkness doing his bidding. Within seconds he stepped out into the pure white room, his crystal blue eyes soon scanning the room. Not to surprisingly the Superior sat at the head of the table. But the presence of the others caught him off guard. He truly excepted Saix to the the only other member at this meeting. Perhaps it was a higher power that gave him his existence back.
Hmm... Fate truly works in mysterious ways. The man mused to himself before greeting Xemnas. "Ah, Superior. It is a pleasure to see that you fared well against the boy" Luxord said with a small wave of his hand, and a small little bow to show his respect before he took his seat. Of course everyone knew who he was talking about. The keybearer, Sora, had this nasty little habit of killing the Organization's members. Luxord wondered if the others could smell the stench of death on him, if it still lingered. Or did fate remove that to? An interesting question. Luxord quietly contemplated his new found life as he withdrew a small deck of playing cards. The gray backing featured the white cross of the Nobodies. His only movement was to occasionally give the deck a quick shuffle, before his hands grew still once again.
[Note :: Dona's history is pretty much all custom. She doesn't really have a cannon history so I thought I would give her one. Also I'm dropping Luxord. ]
