Kingdom Hearts: Decolor Censura RP

[Elrandir 783]

Back at the base Lunaris and Hotaru were already on their room."You should lighten up." Lunaris said. "If you keep acting that way, Neena will get suspicious."Hotaru was walking around the room trying to calm his nerves."I'm trying! It is not that easy when the person who can kill you on the spot is your boss!"The Sniper girl put a small wristwatch-like device on her hand and tossed another to her partner."The winner of the Nonary game is nervous to die? I can almost taste the irony." She said flatly. "I wasn't expecting that."The young Wielder glared at Lunaris for a moment before shaking his head."I was not the winner Luna and you know it." He said in a somewhat sad tone. "I was the survivor...the only survivor of all my class.""Yeah, yeah...whatever." Lunaris said while waving her hand. "It doesn't matter anymore. You're alive and they aren't, so? You have your life so make the most of it. Now let's go to the transport center before we are late."The Sniper girl left the room while the Wielder put the transporter on his wrist before following his partner."Make the most of it?" He thought to himself. "I'm barely holding together and she wants me to do my best."

[Dave 5,715]

Coming out of the subway quite unaccounted, Le Chef surfaced on the Sunset Terrace. Now, things got a bit tricky from this point: Thet had said "an apartment," but of course had not elaborated on which apartment it was supposed to be in. Walking comfortably down the sidewalk next to the tram tracks, he stopped to admire some of the flowers which grew in one of the many plant-boxes. He wasn't wholly disturbed: even if he wouldn't be able to find the place, he was certain that someone would certainly see him (the floppy white hat had yet to catch on in popular fashion, and thus made him moderately more easy to spot than many others), and until that happened, he was perfectly content to remain in plain sight.

[Saber Lily 1,543]

Zion let Milo pick her hand off, then sighed.

"C''mon Commander Hash Browns. I'm cooking, and I'll be damned if my guests aren't fed." She calmly gripped Snider's ear and dragged him along back to Milo. "You walk in or I drag you in. Your choice." She grinned, and without giving him time grabbed his hand and calmly dragged their asses inside, where she sat them down at a table way too big for what history said was her family.

"Fiore, sit." She crossed her arms.

 

The Mayor of the town sat down as Zion disappeared into the kitchen.

 

 

Luna frowned slightly. "They will. Which is why we need everyone we have to get out there and find us help, before they do. If we can build up forces, our objectives will be easier. And if we have enough, we'll be noticed. Zion will find us. And then, we will have a real war."

 

Somewhere under the sea

 

"Whalemon..."

"What?"

"I TOLD YOU NO MORE TACO TUESDAY!"

"Now who's the bus here?"

"You're killing me with this taco smell!"

"Calm down Magnadramon..." Omnimon sighed. He'd rub his head, if he wouldn't risk decapitation by sword. "Whalemon, how much farther to the dawn?"

"There's Submarimon and the undersea guardians."

 

The underwater Digimon surrounded Whalemon, guiding him ever deeper.

"All quiet." The submarine digimon reported. "It's intact as ever."

 

Somewhere NOT under the sea, for once

 

The ox drawn war chariot, one that dwarfed tanks, rocketed across the sands. Onboard was the legendary king Iskandar, who was laughing as Saber was doing her best to keep balance.

"Dammit Rider..."

"Does the King of Knights find it difficult to stay onboard my mighty chariot?"

"When you drive worse then Snow? Yes. yes I do."

[Arya Stark 1,337]

[Neena]

The assassin nodded in reply, sipping some more of her drink. "I agree. Though it's not so much that I'm afraid to act foolish as it takes me off-guard. I don't like not being fully aware of my surroundings." Neena said. "It takes at least five shots of my special cider to get even buzzed. All the taste but none of the danger." Neena continued, concluding her point with another sip. "As for what I'm looking for, the answer is nothing in particular. I want information about Master Zion and any plans including her, but I get the feeling that the Light is plotting something big soon. Even if we don't get anything like that, we will still get access to a lot of files from their database. A surprise raid like this should be no problem as well. All of the agents I'm sending are proven strong. Trust me, people like Ryonne and Azalea are no foot soldiers. Those two specifically are some of my favorites. Think the swordsmanship and mentality of a samurai mixed with the speed of comic heroes. Also, remember the tale of The Snow Queen? I hear the more popular title is Frozen, but I've never preferred it. In any case, Azalea has those beautifully scary ice powers, plus the ability to weaponize them." Neena took a break from bragging to take another sip. "And of course you. Like I'm saying, with the element of surprise, and Lunaris covering you guys, they will stand no chance. Extra intel for us! Honestly, I don't see why not."

 

[Milo]

Milo sighed as he crossed his arms on the table. This woman was far from any other keyblade master he had ever met. She was forceful, but she had an aura of compassion that most didn't. If anything, it seemed like she was playing with them as opposed to something else. "Could I inquire to what you're feeding us at least? Or are you going to gag me so I can't talk before it's ready?" Milo made a feeble attempt at humor, trying to appeal to that good side.

 

[Quincy]

The scholar found himself at the side of the man in the tall floppy hat. He took in the man for a moment, quickly making the connection between the man and the reports of a wonderful chef he had seen news of in magazines. "Le Chef." Quincy spoke up, bringing attention to himself. "Quincy Witter, at your service. I heard tale that you might be joining our cause. Follow me if you would." Quincy said, his tone serious and all-business. He spoke quickly, as if he could not spare time out of his day to talk to others. Quincy hated that part of himself sometimes. It was particularly un attractive, his tendency to treat everybody else as inferior. But no time to worry about such moral concerns as that. Quincy led the large man through the crowd, into a building. Up a few flights of stairs, checking back every once in a while to make sure the chef was keeping up. Finally they made it to the appointed meeting place. Quincy rapped on the door. Once. Thrice. Once. "Judgement." He whispered next to the door. Then he leaned back, and waited for the door to open.

 

[Mali]

Mali laughed. It was soft, but still cruel, much like her tone of voice. "I beg your pardon, but what did you just ask of me? Give her a keyblade? No one person has had that power in recorded history. I can give her copies all day, but if you want the real deal, then you'll have to make an appeal to Kingdom Hearts itself. Sorry, but I cannot do that. Here. She can have this." Mali concluded, spawning a blade of darkness, and tossing it towards Zandra. It clattered to the ground near her feet. "As for their 'alliance' I doubt that. Evidence shows the group refuses to work with keybladers in such large group. I also doubt the Queen would tolerate such an idea. And no other group holds enough power to do anything to me as of yet. You really do not understand the depth of the power I hold. The Darkness is practically at my eery beck and call. As such, every disciple of it also follows me. That tallies up to many. Many, many, many. The Decolor is nothing but an amusement to me in their current state. I am done talking to you now. Either come to me in two days with reliable information, or I will end you." Mali snapped her fingers. The Golem dissolved into shadow while Mali walked through a Dark Corridor. The portal closed after her.

[Kaneki Ken 1,516]

Zion let Milo pick her hand off, then sighed.

"C''mon Commander Hash Browns. I'm cooking, and I'll be damned if my guests aren't fed." She calmly gripped Snider's ear and dragged him along back to Milo. "You walk in or I drag you in. Your choice." She grinned, and without giving him time grabbed his hand and calmly dragged their asses inside, where she sat them down at a table way too big for what history said was her family.

"Fiore, sit." She crossed her arms.

 

The Mayor of the town sat down as Zion disappeared into the kitchen.

 

 

Luna frowned slightly. "They will. Which is why we need everyone we have to get out there and find us help, before they do. If we can build up forces, our objectives will be easier. And if we have enough, we'll be noticed. Zion will find us. And then, we will have a real war."

 

Somewhere under the sea

 

"Whalemon..."

"What?"

"I TOLD YOU NO MORE TACO TUESDAY!"

"Now who's the bus here?"

"You're killing me with this taco smell!"

"Calm down Magnadramon..." Omnimon sighed. He'd rub his head, if he wouldn't risk decapitation by sword. "Whalemon, how much farther to the dawn?"

"There's Submarimon and the undersea guardians."

 

The underwater Digimon surrounded Whalemon, guiding him ever deeper.

"All quiet." The submarine digimon reported. "It's intact as ever."

 

Somewhere NOT under the sea, for once

 

The ox drawn war chariot, one that dwarfed tanks, rocketed across the sands. Onboard was the legendary king Iskandar, who was laughing as Saber was doing her best to keep balance.

"Dammit Rider..."

"Does the King of Knights find it difficult to stay onboard my mighty chariot?"

"When you drive worse then Snow? Yes. yes I do."

(Hands Held High starts playing in Xam's headphones)

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=573ffZPcm88

 

 

A war? Never signed up for this. However, I suppose since the balance is corrupted, war is imminent. *sighs* I must just have to make sure I don't kill anyone but the purely corrupted hearts. Huh.... Come to think of it. Keyblades have the power to unlock people's hearts. Is that better judgement? I should ask Luna, but not now.

 

In deep thought, I looked at the skies from the inside of the ship. The skies never fail to amuse me. I began speaking. "The light and darkness are going through great pain. Both became so easily corrupted to the point it becomes unbalanced. And meanwhile, the leaders are stumbling and mumbling themselves away to keep their deadly secrets from being out in the open. Both sides may not like each other, but Light and Darkness share the same sky." I rose my arm to the sky with an open hand. "With Hands Held High into the skies so bright, will the universe open up to swallow us for what we've done to it?"

 

I clenched my hand. "Sora, Riku, Kairi, and others that were alive 200 years ago envisioned the universe in peace and balance. This is not what they envisioned. We are in Hell, and we will not wait for Kingdom Hearts, who is supposedly watching us, to swallow us. We have to take action."

 

.... Did I just say all that? Might as well end with a question. "So where's the ship that we need to transport us to the Ship Graveyard?"

[Reyn 1,755]

{Port Royal}Professor Cydlin gave Brandon a look like the young Keyblader was crazy."Why, where they live, of course." He said, then turned back to search through his papers. "They have places all over, but I'm narrowing down where their main home is."Wild eyes looked into Brandon's."Please, you have to make sure they don't get me." The Professor pleaded. "They've already killed my assistant and torched my lab. I had to run!"Outside, JayCee chuckled. Why couldn't all his contacts be like this?"Well, if you want something on the "skilled labor" line, I might have something for you." He called after Severa. "One of my clients is interested in a dead world. Called Castle Guard. Claims there is still some good pickings on world. They want someone to scope it out and maybe...remove obsticals, if any pop up."{Queen Mercedes: Twilight Town; Old Mansion}The Queen of Disney walked, more like stalked, around Emily. Her small eyes seemed to bore holes into the Wielder, but she still said nothing. She finally ended up back in front of Emily."We fight an eternal war for the Light." Queen Mercedes said in a quiet, intense tone. "Slowness and failure spells the fall of light."The mouse snarled."I will need to speak to this world's ruler about the laxness of her troops."The queen turned around and walked a few feet away."Tell me, child, what do you know about what happened today?"

Brandon seethed a bit. This guy is really getting on my nerves. His nervous attitude is really annoying me. But, i'll hold myself back a little bit longer. "Ok then, i'll keep an eye out. But, what is the main home of what you're looking for anyway? It wouldn't happen to be the Decolor would it?" He said jokingly, chuckling a bit.

 

Emily started sweating a bit, hearing the cold tone in the queens voice, knowing she'd greatly displeased her. Crap.....This isn't good, i have to be really careful not to say the wrong thing. She quickly stood back up. "My lady, the only thing that i was informed of, was that you had arrived due to an incident with a certain statue. I then reported here as fast as i could."

[Guest DEADACCOUNT2333]

Severus sighed, closing the door. He knew both sides pretty well now. That is what separates a dead and a live freelancer. He started up the ship, and picked up the phone, dialing Alexi. "I assume you've heard most of that?" He said into the phone, as the ship started his flight. "We're going into space. Saw some light police coming after me. Or guys dressed like one."

 

Chi grabbed the mans hand carefully. He didn't want to offend him again... Or whatever he did to get kicked.

Edited May 29, 2014 by DEADACCOUNT2333

[rikunobodyxiii 700]

{Thet: Twilight Town; Sunset Terrace}

Thet frowned as Sal Chipmunk reported that he had lost Le Chef in the tunnels. Sal was very good at his job, so that meant...

The Ulthor team leader left her position watching the apartment building she had directed Le Chef to and started a sweep of the area. After a few minutes, she spotted the Culinary Miracle Worker sauntering alongside the tram tracks. She watched a little longer, till Quincy showed up. Though Thet usually found the Scholar's attitude annoying, she couldn't deny he was good at his job. And if Le Chef was up for what Alexi was hopping for, a public figure to inspire the masses, Quincy would be the one interacting with Le Chef and the people.

As soon as Quincy and Le Chef headed for the apartment building, Thet descretly followed the pair. Once they were inside and at the door, Thet came up from behind.

"Good to see you both here." She said politely as she produced a key and opened the door.

Inside was a modestly, but nicely, furnished apartment.

 

{Freyja: The Yggdrasil; Castle Guard Orbit}

"3 decks down, directly out of the lift." Freyja answered Xamtweth. "An assault shuttle has been prepared and ready for your and Gaurdian Luna's arrival."

 

{Cron: Home; Canteen}

Cron shrugged.

"With Queenie out of the way, the guards should be taking the time to slouch." She admitted. "Still, best proceed carefully. Setting up bombs and stuff would be sniffed out fast, but a data grab could work."

The Assassin sighed.

"Sorry, but I felt somebody had to take the 'cautious' side of all this."

She made a face.

"First time. Ick."

She gave a "creeped out" shiver.

 

{Zandra: Hollow Bastion; Severus's Ship}

Zandra nearly jumped as the dark Keyblade copy clattered at her feet. She lost track of the conversation as she stared at the blade. With that, she might fool the commanders to take her back. With it, she could eventually get a real one. No more scrapping day to day, just to get by. No more fearing that some power happy Wielder would randomly kill her for the fun of it. No more weakness.

"But that's not true, is it?" The dark part of her mind realized. "Some nobody* broke my old copy while I was helpless to do anything about it. These fakes don't give you strength. It's just a leash. To keep people hoping for something that might never come and making them obey their 'masters.'"

The former neo looked around, finally noticing that the woman was gone and Severus was talking on his phone again up in the cockpit. Zandra reached out and took the Keyblade copy by its handle. She felt a pulse of power when she touched it. No, not power. A voice. It told her that it was a leash for the weak, but she wasn't weak. That together, they could do anything. That without it, she wouldn't be strong enough to take her dreams.

Together

Standing up, Zandra tested the weight of the weapon by swinging it a few times. Even the copies had good balance and edge. A useful weapon...

With a deceptive casual air, Zandra walked over to the ship's hatch, opened it, and threw the dark Keyblade copy out as the ship rose.

"I don't need a crutch." She muttered to herself as she watched the blade fall. "I don't need what can be taken away. I only need what is mine, no matter what."

For a moment, her dark irises twisted and contorted like flames, then returned to normal.

"The power within."

She shut the hatch and walked forward to stand behind Severus, placing a hand on a seat.

"I'm going to need a new weapon." She said flatly, leaning down to look at the controls of the ship. "And a new outfit might be smart."

*(author note: not capital "n" Nobody)

 

{Alexi: Agrabah; Oasis}

Alexi sighed. He still wasn't sure what Chi was understanding.

"It might be better to leave him with someone better suited to getting him up to speed." He thought.

His phone buzzed and he opened it. A carefully blank expression dominated his face as he listened to Severus.

"Light police you say?" He repeated. "Near Hollow Bastion? Very daring. You might want to try again."

 

{Port Royal}

Professor Cydlin turned and gave Brandon a confused look.

"Decolor?" He questioned. "What's that?"

A panicky look crossed Cydlin's face.

"That isn't what the abominations are called, is it? How do you know the name?!?"

 

{Queen Mercedes: Twilight Town; Old Mansion}

Emily's explanation did little to improve the Queen's cold stare.

"And where, exactly, were you when you heard of the crisis?" She asked. "Please, consider you answer carefully."

[Guest DEADACCOUNT2333]

"Ha ha." Severus said. "What i do know is the lady of Darkness herself is a supplier of the fakes. I don't believe she's the only supplier..." He thought about a previous job. "I've seen fake light keys too. I'll be at your location shortly." He hung the phone up. "I track my employers, if you're going to ask."he said to Zandra, as he input coordinates. He pressed a switch, which opened a small armory and wardrobe. "Take your pic. You need a change of identity too?"

 

Chi looked at the surroundings. "Portal?" He said to Alexi

[Javelin434 3,164]

Zion let Milo pick her hand off, then sighed.

"C''mon Commander Hash Browns. I'm cooking, and I'll be damned if my guests aren't fed." She calmly gripped Snider's ear and dragged him along back to Milo. "You walk in or I drag you in. Your choice." She grinned, and without giving him time grabbed his hand and calmly dragged their asses inside, where she sat them down at a table way too big for what history said was her family.

"Fiore, sit." She crossed her arms.

 

The Mayor of the town sat down as Zion disappeared into the kitchen.

 

[Milo]Milo sighed as he crossed his arms on the table. This woman was far from any other keyblade master he had ever met. She was forceful, but she had an aura of compassion that most didn't. If anything, it seemed like she was playing with them as opposed to something else. "Could I inquire to what you're feeding us at least? Or are you going to gag me so I can't talk before it's ready?" Milo made a feeble attempt at humor, trying to appeal to that good side.

[Twilight Town, Zion's Estate.]

 

Admiring the sights, Snider was finally starting to feel comfortable until he felt a sharp pain on his ear. He let off a yelp, then guided his head towards the source of the pain in an attempt to alleviate it, only to feel Zion continually pulling on him. "Hey- Ow! Stop now please! You can let go n- ow!" After what felt like an eternity, he was inside her home, where he was promptly put into a chair in the dining room. As Zion insisted on serving up some food, the commander could only softly protest against it as she left. "But... but... I already ate?" Comically frowning and pouting, his expression quickly turned into a grin as he realized just how futile his efforts were. Well... when you've been a statue for over 200 years, I can bet her appetite must be... voracious to say the least. I wonder what she has in mind for dessert? Realizing what he just thought, the commander snickered at the dirty innuendo, then quickly hid his face from the other guest as he silently laughed at his own joke. This... This is just wrong...

 

"Fiore, sit."

 

Snider looked at Zion, then to the mayor. Surprised by the introduction, the commander immediately snapped to attention. "Mayor!" he saluted, snapping his right hand into position. "Apologies for not seeing you, madam!"

Edited June 1, 2014 by Javelin434

[KHLegendIII 709]

Dawn looks on at the water in awe, as she blushes. She smiles at Rho, and winks at him. She is enjoying the feeling of the ocean water by her feet. She moves her feet around, making a pattern in the water. "This is fun. The ocean feels great." Said Dawn, talking to Rho with a happy and cheerful tone in her voice. 

[Captain Arrowguns 466]

Stan and Lee

It didn't take long for Stan to find his gear inside the armory, and even shorter to decide what to bring. Within a few minutes, Stan was at transport area, where Ryone, Azelea, and in the shadows, Lee, were waiting. "Took you long enough." Lee said to Stan. Stan just rolled his eyes and waited for the others to come.

[Reyn 1,755]

{Port Royal}Professor Cydlin turned and gave Brandon a confused look."Decolor?" He questioned. "What's that?"A panicky look crossed Cydlin's face."That isn't what the abominations are called, is it? How do you know the name?!?"{Queen Mercedes: Twilight Town; Old Mansion}Emily's explanation did little to improve the Queen's cold stare."And where, exactly, were you when you heard of the crisis?" She asked. "Please, consider you answer carefully."

Brandon sighed. "Nevermind, i'm tired of all of this waiting anyway. I think i've pulled as much info from you that i can at this point anyway." He whipped out his keyblade and pointed it at the old mans throat, and started laughing menacingly. "So....Any last words? Or should i decapitate you here and now?"

 

Emily's eyes widened at the Queens word, and she sweated even more. She was shaking in her boots(even though she's wearing shoes ) and tried hard to keep a tough front. I hope she accepts this response...If she doesn't, im going to die..... "I was on standby at my quarters waiting for my next mission. My fellow comrades and I have been constantly heading out on missions lately, and i was waiting to be alerted of my next one, so i waited in the only place i could." She bowed her head and clenched her teeth, hoping her response wasn't the wrong one.

Edited May 30, 2014 by spiderfreak1011

[rikunobodyxiii 700]

{Zandra: Severus's ship; In transit}

Zandra glanced at the small armory Severus had opened up, then nodded before heading for it. It looked small, but it had a good assortment of items. When it came to clothes, Zandra was surprised by some of the things she found.

"How did he get this stuff?" She thought as she made her choices.

Carefully closing the armory door behind her, the Renegade Neophyte stripped out of her uniform and tried on a black, 3 quarter sleeve shirt and a pair of dark purple cargo pants. She flexed in her new outfit, deciding that they fit alright. She grabbed a pair of combat boots about her size and laced them up. She stood up and took a look at herself.

"Something missing." She thought.

She went through the selection of coats and vests till she found a grey, sleeveless long vest, which ended at her knee level. After some mental debate, she put it on.

"There, that was it." She thought. "Now, a weapon."

Carefully looking through the assortment of weapons, she noted that Severus's propensity for swords was echoed on his stach. She found herself wanting something different then a sword. A Keyblade was just a fancy sword, and she wanted some distance from Keyblades. At least, till she was strong enough to take one for herself. She was about to decided on pair of throwing discs when she found what looked like a long handle to a weapon, but it only had weird guards and a blue eye at both ends. Zandra picked it up, and felt her darkness...react to the weapon, like it was an extension of it. Holding it out from her, she feed it a little power. In an instant, two demon wing blades sprang from either end of the handle, accidentally knocking over a few swords. She had seen this kind of blade before. Is was a popular design in banners and such. She twirled it a few times, then retracted the blades. She smiled and stashed the handle in her long vest. She was ready.

The Renegade Neophyte exited the armory, leaving her uniform behind, and went back to the kitchen. She took a few protein bars and retrieved her water, then rejoined Severus in the cockpit.

"What now?" She asked with food in her mouth as she plopped down in a chair.

 

{Alexi: Agrabah; Oasis}

Alexi considered jamming his phone to prevent Severus from tracking him, but a face to face would be useful. But first, take care of the current problem.

"Here." Alexi told Chi, opening a portal. "Step through. There will be someone there to help you."

 

{Rho: Twilight Town; Beach}

Cringing a little, Rho stepped back into the water.

"Okay, that's better." He said after a moment, then let out a breath.

He gave Dawn a sheepish smile.

"Too bad we don't have swimsuits." He said. "Might be fun for a swim."

 

{Port Royal}

Professor Cydlin went white and his eyes budged out as he stared at the blade pointed at his neck.

"They got to you?" He squeaked. "But how? You have a Keyblade?"

He gulped.

"Please, you can't listen to them! They'll destroy us all, giving the chance! They're abominations!"

Madly, the Professor darted back, grabbing for his gun.

 

{Queen Mercedes: Twilight Town; Old Mansion}

The look the Queen gave Emily didn't seem to give much hope that her explanation was adequate. After a long moment, Mercedes turned her back on Emily and walked towards the Old Mansion's doors.

"Your wait is over." The mouse stated. "I just hope you are worth the wait."

She went through the Mansion's doors, evidently expecting Emily to follow.

[KHLegendIII 709]

Dawn smiles at Rho, and slightly blushes at his smile. She looks out at the ocean water in front of her in the distance, and back at Rho with the same smile on her face. She pats his shoulder as she looks on at him. She is enjoying her time at the beach. "That's alright, but there's always next time, right? There are still ways to have fun." Said Dawn, talking to Rho with a cheerful tone in her voice.

[Reyn 1,755]

{Port Royal}Professor Cydlin went white and his eyes budged out as he stared at the blade pointed at his neck."They got to you?" He squeaked. "But how? You have a Keyblade?"He gulped."Please, you can't listen to them! They'll destroy us all, giving the chance! They're abominations!"Madly, the Professor darted back, grabbing for his gun.{Queen Mercedes: Twilight Town; Old Mansion}The look the Queen gave Emily didn't seem to give much hope that her explanation was adequate. After a long moment, Mercedes turned her back on Emily and walked towards the Old Mansion's doors."Your wait is over." The mouse stated. "I just hope you are worth the wait."She went through the Mansion's doors, evidently expecting Emily to follow.

Brandon slowly walked towards the man as he reached for his gun. "Heh, at least you have the guts to try and fight back. And for the record, not every keyblade wielder is pure and good. Everyone should know that by now, especially with the Decolor around. Not that that bit of info will help you out now." He raised his keyblade high and was about to go in for the kill.

 

Emily sighed a breath of relief after the Queen's response. She then stood erect again and nodded. "Don't worry my Queen, i will not fail you." She followed her into the mansion.

[Saber Lily 1,543]

Luna headed to the area directed by Freyja, letting Xam go at his own pace. The guardian was silent, deep, deep in thought.

 

As the members of the household were seated, the smell of...pizza...whafed into the dining hall, the herald of Zion and a monstrous pizza topped with sausage and pepperoni. It was hot and fresh, and had the perfect balance of everything - and even looked like it was not very greasy, too!

"Man, I'm glad you keep the fresh ingredients stocked. Was afraid I'd have to use processed crap."

[Arya Stark 1,337]

[Neena]

The Assassin smiled at Cron. She took one more sip of her drink, and set it down. She was about to say something, but lost the words. Instead she gulped down the rest of the cider. Rather than pass the glass back to Cron for another shot, Neena stood. "You should probably get going. If I were to guess, most of them have already made their way to the meet-up." Neena told the member of the Ulthor, before turning and walking away from the bar. The Assassin was tired.

 

[Milo]

Ah, pizza. What a delicious treat. Far from elegant, but still delicious. Milo smiled at Master Zion as she set down the pizza on the table. "Beautiful, strong, and an excellent cook. You simply don't run out of strengths do you?" The Mourner gave Zion a straight-up compliment, no strings attached.

 

[Quincy]

Quincy turned and glanced at Thet. "Ah, Thet. I do suppose you've come at an excellent time." Quincy said to the Leader of the Ulthor. The Scholar then entered the apartment Thet had opened for them. Quincy gestured to a table with several chairs. "Please, take a seat Le Chef." Quincy continued to speak, being as mannerly and polite as he could manage. "Might I get you a drink? Some water perhaps?" Quincy said, playing the role of the host. Best to make someone you wanted something out of feel comfortable.

 

[Ryonne & Azalea]

Ryonne sat, exasperated. Azalea was seated next to him, talking his ear off. What Ryonne really wanted to do was cast a quick "Silence" spell to quiet her, but he doubted that was appropriate. So he'd bear with her constant chatter. It was nothing important, so he had stoppe actually processing her words long ago. Instead, the Swordsman would place nods and "Yeah"s at locations where she wanted a response. As long as she didn't ask him a trick question, this strategy would work.

"So you enjoy eating kittens?"

"Yeah." Drat. She caught him. Ryonne glanced over to the Blizzard, who was looking at him like a mother does a naughty child. He sighed. Azalea laughed.

"Honestly Ryonne, you should pay at least a little attention. I know you're going for the whole 'silent swordsman' vibe, but your social skills need work." Azalea scolded playfully, slapping softly. Her hand was really cold.

"Working on them is difficult when you're the only one who talks to me openly." Ryonne retorted quietly. The Blizzard took no offense to Ryonne's words, merely laughing before launching back into meaningless chatter. The Swordsman tried to take her advice, but her words simply continued to get jumbled up before he could make a meaning out of any of them. He glanced up at Lee and Stan, his eyes pleading for help.

 

[severa]

The Mercenary smiled at JayCee. Castle Guard? Interesting. The records of that world had been lost for a long time. She's be glad to take on that job. She flashed her tip-off a thumbs up, then flipped her portal coin onto the ground. A portal erupted from the ground and she stepped through onto the world of Castle Guard. She bent down and picked up her coin and pocketed it again.

Edited June 5, 2014 by Yuffie Kisaragi

[Elrandir 783]

{Lunaris and Hotaru}While Hotaru was following his partner, said partner was singing in front of him.   Forgotten days, a fading memory   Lost and no longer seeking one another   Desperately still, he is reaching toward him   Hopelessly certain he can mend the broken   Reasons ignored, no longer caring How long it may take just to mend the heartbreak Lost and unsure, the boy is fading   A distant fragment of nobody important   Longing for a light lost in time, so distant Hoping for a dream lost in light, so distant Wishing for a day lost in memories distantWhile walking the young Wielder noticed how his partner/servant got a few looks from other members of the Decolor, while he got a few glares."Brilliant...just brilliant." He thought. "Lunaris? I've been meaning to ask, but...where do you get those songs of yours."The Sniper girl smiled and looked behind her."Places~ It doesn't matter, right?" She said while she once again looked forwards. "It's not like THEY would agree to the current state of things.""They?" Hotaru asked in confusion. "Who are "they"?Lunaris waited a few seconds to answer Hotaru just to build tension, or so she thought."You know~ The Saviors, The Masters, The Chosen Ones and all that rubbish." She said before stopping. "We are here! I wonder if we are the first?"The Sniper girl went inside the transport area while Hotaru followed her."Either she is a mystery...or she is completely bonkers..." He thought.Once inside Hotaru noticed a few members of the Decolor. Ryone, Azelea, Lee and Stan if he remembered correctly. Lunaris sat on a box and the young Wielder leaned on the wall next to her."Scared?" Lunaris whispered. "Just relax~ It will be like any other mission."

[TimTrainsDragons 1]

I'm in Twilight Town. I was free from housework and rants from a very loud old woman. She told me to get a job, but I won't. I'm going to figure out who I was before. All I had was a ragged satchel with my quilt and sugar packet in it. And then there were my powers, I can control them I could use them as shields and anything else I could think of. They were mine and mine alone.

[Saber Lily 1,543]

Zion blushed. "Thanks." She set it in the middle. "Enjoy it everyone. I'll make more if you just...leave nothing." She sat down and grabbed a slice, and began to eat. She was looking at Milo. The kid was....kinda good looking.

"So, Milo. What's your story."

[Javelin434 3,164]

As the members of the household were seated, the smell of...pizza...whafed into the dining hall, the herald of Zion and a monstrous pizza topped with sausage and pepperoni. It was hot and fresh, and had the perfect balance of everything - and even looked like it was not very greasy, too!

"Man, I'm glad you keep the fresh ingredients stocked. Was afraid I'd have to use processed crap."

 

[Milo]Ah, pizza. What a delicious treat. Far from elegant, but still delicious. Milo smiled at Master Zion as she set down the pizza on the table. "Beautiful, strong, and an excellent cook. You simply don't run out of strengths do you?" The Mourner gave Zion a straight-up compliment, no strings attached.

 

Zion blushed. "Thanks." She set it in the middle. "Enjoy it everyone. I'll make more if you just...leave nothing." She sat down and grabbed a slice, and began to eat. She was looking at Milo. The kid was....kinda good looking.

"So, Milo. What's your story."

 

 

[Just got back from a classic Dungeons and Dragons tabletop roleplay and yes I RPed as a Paladin {Guardian} class complete with yelling, ye olde talketh, praising thy fictional god, embarking on perilous quests, relieving myself by accompanying the land's finest wenches, and I actually got to wear a fully outfitted knights templar outfit to the table . Anyways, I've learned a little bit more about combat systems in general. We also got the narrative thing nailed too, so expect some interesting twists in my future posts... That's if you don't mind oh granddaddymaster GM I really ought to make a RP 101 topic for this someday ...]

 

[C. Snider. Twilight Town, Zion's Estate. Formal Dining hall]

 

Calm enough not to have his face all red anymore, Snider slowly looked up and eyed Milo across from him at the table. Something about the boy was giving the commander an uneasy feeling, but dismissed it as social anxiety as Zion popped out of the kitchen with her freshly cooked meal. Pizza huh? I guess post secondary lunch can be a thing... As the girl placed the tray on the table, a wide grin formed on his face. And my kind of toppings. Man, it's good to be a commander! With Zion talking to Milo, Snider remained quiet and listened as he took a hearty bite out of a pizza slice.

[rikunobodyxiii 700]

{Rho: Twilight Town; Beach}"'Next time," Rho repeated in his mind.It would be nice to have someone to see after missions, he decided. For a moment, he worried about drawing Dawn into something that would get her hurt, but she could get hurt anywhere, with the way things were. And this way, if he made it plain that she was important to him, Thet would put in a word to Alexi. Rho respected Alexi, thinking of him as a good man doing difficult things for those who couldn't do for themselves. He would help protect Dawn for Rho."But first, I need to see how she'd react." He thought.Rho opened his mouth to say something, but the movement turned into a grimace as one of his pant legs slipped down and into the water. Sighing, he pulled the wet material back up his leg."So...what do you think that whole fight at the station was about?" He asked.{Port Royal}Professor Cydlin was quick in grabbing his gun, but wasn't fast enough to avoid or deflect Brandon's attack. He collapsed in a heap with a massive slash would that was bleeding fiercely, the Professor's gun clattering to the floor beside him."No..." He wheezed. "Wrong...not...Decolor. Something...else. Something...outside..."He then fell back and lay still.{Queen Mercedes: Twilight Town; Old Mansion}Queen Mercedes turned and gave Emily a chilling look."No, you won't." She said with the words 'or else' unspoken but felt.She turned around and led Emily to a library. Inside was a small array of computer screens, coming out of some sort of mobile computing unit. Each screen showed different aspects of the events at the train station. Mercedes snapped her fingers and one showing a ship hovering over the Plazza as the fight took place."This is an old vessel known as the Yggdrasil." She explained. "It was part of a Light fleet around the time of the last War for the X-Blade. By the reports I have received, it is now crewed by traitors and renegades. It is your target."{Freyja: The Yggdrasil Bridge; Castle Guard Orbit}A holographic image of Freyja appeared by Sarah."Captain," she said, now with Xamtweth not around to hear it, "I have detected an anomaly."An image of the planet below appeared and zoomed in as the AI spoke."There was a burst of dark static as shuttles with work crews began their decent. It effected nothing, but I sent a pride to investigate all the same. I have lost contact with the probe and cannot ascertain why."The zoom in on the planet halted over a deep canyon, with text come up on the side, noting numerous cave entrances honeycombing the area.{Cron: Home; Canteen}Cron grinned and nodded."This is going to be fun." She said, before agilely vaulting over the bar and walking out of the canteen.She walked through the rainy streets for a bit before seeing a dark shape coming towards her. Unconcerned, she kept going, till she saw that the shape was Alph. Her unconcerned meter dipped further down."Feeling better?" She asked, giving her Ulthor Teammate an infuriating grin."What's going on?" Alph asked, ignoring Cron's question. "I've been seeing agents gathering."Neena is planning a info gathering mission on Disney Castle itself." The Ulthor Assassin said, then sighed. "I'm headed there myself."Alph frowned."You know we are suppose to wait for Thet for our next mission." The sharpshooter stated."Oh, concerned about breaking the little, old rules?" Cron said, giving Alph a "oh, poor baby" look.Alph grinned."Yeah, when I'm not invited to join in."Cron laughed and regarded her teammate for a moment. She then shrugged and gestured for him to follow her. The two Ulthor agents headed for the gathering point.{Twilight Town}As Cory walked past a three-some of garbage cans, an audible "Psst!" Was heard from behind them.

[Just got back from a classic Dungeons and Dragons tabletop roleplay and yes I RPed as a Paladin {Guardian} class complete with yelling, ye olde talketh, praising thy fictional god, embarking on perilous quests, relieving myself by accompanying the land's finest wenches, and I actually got to wear a fully outfitted knights templar outfit to the table . Anyways, I've learned a little bit more about combat systems in general. We also got the narrative thing nailed too, so expect some interesting twists in my future posts... That's if you don't mind oh granddaddymaster GM I really ought to make a RP 101 topic for this someday ...]

(Twists are the spice of narrative. Twist away.what D&D rule set?)

[Dave 5,715]

{Thet: Twilight Town; Sunset Terrace}Thet frowned as Sal Chipmunk reported that he had lost Le Chef in the tunnels. Sal was very good at his job, so that meant...The Ulthor team leader left her position watching the apartment building she had directed Le Chef to and started a sweep of the area. After a few minutes, she spotted the Culinary Miracle Worker sauntering alongside the tram tracks. She watched a little longer, till Quincy showed up. Though Thet usually found the Scholar's attitude annoying, she couldn't deny he was good at his job. And if Le Chef was up for what Alexi was hopping for, a public figure to inspire the masses, Quincy would be the one interacting with Le Chef and the people.As soon as Quincy and Le Chef headed for the apartment building, Thet descretly followed the pair. Once they were inside and at the door, Thet came up from behind."Good to see you both here." She said politely as she produced a key and opened the door.Inside was a modestly, but nicely, furnished apartment. 

 

[Quincy]Quincy turned and glanced at Thet. "Ah, Thet. I do suppose you've come at an excellent time." Quincy said to the Leader of the Ulthor. The Scholar then entered the apartment Thet had opened for them. Quincy gestured to a table with several chairs. "Please, take a seat Le Chef." Quincy continued to speak, being as mannerly and polite as he could manage. "Might I get you a drink? Some water perhaps?" Quincy said, playing the role of the host. Best to make someone you wanted something out of feel comfortable. 

 

 

"Ah, a glass of water would be most welcome, my friend," accepted Le Chef, sitting down politely, crossing one leg over the other. "It is a warm day, yes? A very good sign for a summer to come." Which meant, of course, his ice cream profits would go up greatly; how odd to think that such a landmark deal was now at the bottom of his list of concerns.

 

"But, alas! Where are my manners? I come into your humble abode, and fail to even compliment you on how nice it is," said Le Chef to Thet."I must confess, when you told me to meet you in an apartment, my melodramatic side half expected some shady backroom, hidden off the main drag. But no, you choose your real estate wisely. To think, being able to nab a place right on the Sunset Terrace. You must have some friends in high places to work such a deal, yes?"

[Saber Lily 1,543]

Sarah frowned. "Prep a team. Deploy plenty of support, overkill this. I don't want to find myself on a planet with monsters and shit." She ordered. "Prep landing zones and deploy what we can. I want a hard perimeter formed so at the very least, we can get some fresh air."

 

Luna sat in the shuttle, and waited for Xam. She fiddled with the controls, waiting.

 

Zion blushed badly. The kid was sweet. "That...that's what...Xion said..." Zion looked away sadly. Xion always was making her blush, and vice versa. Zion...she felt alone again. Cooking...she had cooked her pizza for Rei...she never got to see if Rei married a boy or girl...

"Fiore? Who did Rei marry?"

The Mayor frowned for a moment. "Records...only say Pancakes."

 

Zion giggled softly. Her mood changed. "I should have known..." She said, devouring her slice. "She always had a thing for him."

"Yeah. That, and we can't stop calling people after breakfast foods."

"It's what I get for having sex with Luna. The quirks passed to her through Cookie Cutter Super Soldier Waffles..."

Fiore cracked up. "That's what you called Nocturne?"

"Yeah."

"Why have we not heard of this?!"

"Dunno."

 

The de Wynters looked over to their guests. "Sorry, inside family jokes."