Post by arcanesage on Aug 20, 2011 19:52:50 GMT -5
real big fan of yours ,
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"Who... am I? A beast or a saint?"[/center]
quite the joke to you ,
[/color][/font][/center]"so, hon. welcome to the distorted world.
what's your name?"
"Distorted world? Well... I'm- I'm...? Who am I? I know I excel in some sort of magic... Hm.. this won't do.. Call me- Call me Arcane- yeah Arcane! Or even Arc works! He he."
"ey, that's pretty cute. how old are you, and where are ya affiliated?"
"My birthday is December 25th- Children's day from where I come from! -Grins- And from where I'm affiliated is... I guess I'm neutral..."
"young'un, are you? well then, i can deal. so... how bout you and me go on a date?"
" I guess I like guys or girls- so that would make me- bisexual? I-I rather not date yet... I mean I could be anyone! It's probably not safe..."
"aaand.. what is your specialization?"
"Magic- definitely magic- I suck at hand to hand combat and I'll skewer myself with a sword so... Yeah I'm a black mage atleast I think I am... and I'm sure I can summon things too..."
"cool, cool. i guess youre a little talented filly? i like 'em like that."
"H-Horse?! I think I can turn you into a horse.. I'm sure there's a spell for that- some where... Um... next question?."
kissed me in your room ,
[/color][/font][/center]"and on to the second section! how tall are you, exactly?"
"5'11."
"ah, just three inches taller. hm. so, what's under your clothes? not that i wont find out for myself."
"Lean, I'm lean despite my lack of physical combat.. I have dark skin- not quite olive but not dark- dark either. Um.. I have slate gray eyes and slate gray/silver hair and I usually sport purple runic tattoos on my face and arms..."
"okay, sorry. let's talk about some.. non - crude things? what's your personal style?"
"I haven't shopped in a long while... I think. I usually wear my traditional mage clothes. It's brown leather material with a purple sash around my waist, a witch's hate and brown thick boots... and fingerless gloves."
"hey, you look like that celebrity... what was the name...?"
"People say I look like Klarth from Tales of Phantasia..."
"right! i remember now. you look just like them. except better, heh heh..."
"U-Uh Okay?."
replied i love you too ,
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"soo, do you like or dislike anything?"
"I like magic... and cats! They're adorable! With their little ears and their tails and their little whiskers... -clears throat- A-Any way yeah... I like milk can't get enough of it! And um... learning- I love learning!
As for dislikes? Probably snakes... and demons... and um... waking up early- I'm a grouch in the morning..."
"ohmyjonas, me too! wow, thats such a coincidence. so have any dirty habits or secrets?"
"I tend to play with my hair when nervous does that count? I dig at my skin when frustrated too. D-Dirty habits? N-Not any that I know... er.. remember."
"coolness, yo. umm. home dawg. anyways. describe yourself."
"I suffer amnesia... but what I DO remember is that I was always a bit solitary and quiet- and kinda cold... But! I don't want to be that way- so now I act a bit more clumsy and goofy, but that darkness still dwells in my heart... "
"like dude! we're so compatible..."
"...I guess?."
a little bit insecure ,
[/color][/font][/center]"okay, let's rush through this. i'm thinking dancing? then, we can talk about rooms."
"I- I rather not... Sorry I don't dance and my room is a big cluttered mess..."
"shh, if my boss knew about our secret romance... so. what's your heritage?"
"I- I don't remember... but everyone has parents right? Or how else would I exist?."
"wow, your family would love me! have anyone else in your family?"
"I remember... a girl... maybe that was my sister?."
"oh. sounds horrible. haha. anything else important happen in your life?"
"I don't remember much... I was taken from my home at a young age to study magic... It was really strict there and I think I hated it there.. I was really distant from others and shoved everyone away... I-I think I wasn't human at all, and I- did some cruel experiments on people and creatures... I-I rather not want to remember actually... I did a really bad thing that I think I'm trying to atone for now..."
"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."
"-FLEES-."
of this mistreatment ,
[/color][/font][/center]name. ROXQUADEN! Or Rox, or Aqua!~ :'D
age. Twenty-one T_T
rules. -Casts THUNDAGA~~~!
rp sample.He was here again...
Almost like an animal stalking his territory, Roxas found himself making his usual rounds around Twilight Town. He really had no clue WHY he was, he knew that there were no Heartless or nobodies in this world- at least not anymore. But still- he felt inclined to, as though he was hoping to run into someone from his past... Hayner, Pence, Olette, Axel, Xion....Namine. The blond nobody would be lying if he said he didn't miss his friends. Apart of him wished he was still oblivious in that fake Twilight Town where he didn't have to worry about the world or Nobodies, or Sora- or anyone for that matter. Just him and his friends living life fully- no matter how fake it was.
But then reality hit him, he didn't want to forget his memories of his Nobody friends, of Axel and Xion- or of Namine, the mysterious girl who helped him through his seven days of hell. He refused to forget- which was probably why he still had all of his memories intact after the Calamity happened. He was a "special" nobody after all- but other than wielding the keyblade Roxas didn't really see anything "special" about himself. Walking through the quiet streets of the town, Roxas's bright blue eyes scanned the expanse as though expecting something to pop up and attack- even if he knew it wouldn't happen you just couldn't be too careful these days...
Releasing a heavy sigh he ran his hands through his hair as he stood up straight arms crossed. "Come on Roxas get a grip. There's nothing here and you know it." He murmured to himself as his eyes laid on a familiar hole in the wall across the street. Deciding to look just in case Roxas headed towards the mansion, wondering he would find anything there. Upon getting through the forest and into the broken down mansion's walls, he was suddenly hit by a wave of nauseating nostalgia. The bad kind that reminded him of the hell DiZ and Riku put him through... He wouldn't forgive those two no matter if they were "good people" they ruined his life! Ramming his fist into the nearby decrepit wall, he glared at nothing before pulling his fist away from the small dent in the wood and stone.
It was pointless to get angry over something of the past. But still... he couldn't let go. Sighing the keyblade wielder ventured deeper within the mansion, expecting Nobodies to attack at any second- yet the place was barren and empty. Not one of the white creatures appeared, it was odd... And a bit disturbing- the place really felt like a "haunted mansion" with nothing in there to fill it up... Walking past the broken table and up the stairs, he turned to his left and tread down a hallway.
The only door that existed in the area was a simple white door- entering it he remembered this was where he met Namine! Even the pictures were still there! Walking up to the pictures on the walls he came across a very familiar one- one with him and Sora... Gritting his teeth he looked away and found himself walking over to the chair he sat in when he talked to Namine. Sitting down it for old times sakes he sighed and stared off, remembering what had transpired during his time during those seven days....
His thoughts were broken however as he heard the door creak snapping his head up, he noticed a familiar person and couldn't help but gasp, it couldn't be her! "Namine..."
