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« Thread Started on May 9, 2008, 7:54pm » | |
The world where Disney Castle lay was surrounded by homes and shops. Each one looked identical in their two parallel lines, brown and made of brick or wood. In between the lines of buildings was a single road leading to the largest structure of them all, Disney Castle. The big white and blue castle stood at the edge of the city, looming over everything that surrounded it. It casted a large shadow. Usually flowing with people, the streets seemed almost empty today, only a few people actually walking amongst the dirt-ridden road. Loud screams and shouts screeched through the air, all of them coming from the entity/castle. People crowded all around the circular-based castle, some holding signs, while others just stood within the crowd. The drawbridge was up, and armored guards were protecting the walls. The guards wore silver armor and helms and were about average size. It was impossible to see the men behind the steel. People attempted to push forward toward the castle, however were pushed back as soon as they entered a certain amount of feet. It had never been this crowded ever, even during official speeches from the king, himself. Most likely there were people from other worlds within the group as well. Cries of King Mickey were coming from the mouths of the people, some demanding to see the king, others demanding the king be put down.
Suddenly fights began to break loose in the crowd, people beating up each other, as well as people attempting to attack the guards. Chaos was taking over and the king was nowhere to be seen. Inside the castle were all of the kings followers and men, as well as the Queen and a few other staff of the castle. Some were hiding, while others watched the riot from afar. Queen Minnie was hidden in the throne room, along with some guards, just in case the inside was breached. All did not seem well in the World.
Outside of the castle, many miles away a rift was begining to form, sucking up very small objects near by.
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« Reply #1 on May 10, 2008, 11:32am » | |
A slight smirk spread across his shadowed face as he watched the crowd below. This was interesting. A riot on King Mickey's world? Who would have thought it. Either way it was a change from the dreary, boring, same-old view on his home world. Then again, he supposed it was technically not his home world, if one were to count his somebody into the equation. But his somebody currently didn't exist, after all, he had been torn asunder by darkness when he had released his heart to the darkness with the rest of the apprentices.
The man stood on top of a red-brown, shingled roof top, watching the scene below. Even if one looked closely, no details of what he looked like could be made out. He wore black. More specifically, he wore a black, hooded cloak, black gloves, black pants, and black boots with white lining around the tops of them. His hood was drawn up, covering every minute detail of his face and hair. All that one might be able to tell was that he was of a shorter stature, however his build was thin. He also carried a book with him. This wasn't any ordinary book, however. It may appear to be as such from the outside, to the untrained eye. To the trained eye, more specifically to those who knew who and what he was, they would know that this book of his was a weapon. How? Only those unfortunate enough to cross him would find out.
A slight breeze blew, causing his cloak to move in an almost wave-like pattern. He took no notice of this and merely continued watching the riot below. What could they be after? The unknown man had been here the previous day, and he had almost opened up a dark portal to his own world to be rid of the noise. The only thing that kept him from doing so was the need to see what had happened during his absence. It had turned out that thus far, he was the only one of his group who had been 'revived'. No matter. He didn't care much for the others in any case. It appeared as if things had been going fairly smoothly and quietly as of late... Up until now. A sigh of relief had nearly escaped from his lips when he saw that he made the right choice in staying. Heh, relief. He couldn't feel relief, yet he was very much able to pretend that he could when he felt like it. It was a curse, and yet a blessing, of being one without a heart.
As the wind stopped blowing, this nobody picked up some sort of strange energy off in the distance... It didn't feel light, but neither did it feel dark. In fact, it felt like mere energy. It was destructive, but that was all that he could tell. For now, he shrugged it off. Should it grow worse, however, he would look into it. Or, he would merely portal away. What did this world matter to him? It didn't.
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« Reply #2 on Jun 21, 2008, 7:23am » | |
Another Nobody had been watching the riot at the castle for some time now too, albeit from a different point of view. Not from above it, but from somewhere far behind the throng of citizens and warriors and magicians all from different worlds. More on their level so that she would be less easier to notice. However, unlike The Cloaked Schemer that watched stoicly with hints of amusement lighting his shadowed face, she held an expression of concern.
The girl's large blue eyes travelled up the different paths that were filled with angry and distressed faces with a curious light, pale petal-pink lips venturing a worried little frown. She would have melted into the white background of the castle walls quite easily with her small pale form and short pure white dress if it weren't for her eyes and the light golden locks falling over her shoulder in a small curl, three separate pieces falling softly over her forehead to tickle her face.
But what are they doing here?
The single question that had been running through her mind had still gone unanswered. Each time she attempted to ask someone from the crowd what they were there for she was either pushed back or recieved only a grunt in reply before being told this was no place for kids. Honestly, just because she was small in height didn't mean she couldn't comprehend what was going on if they explained it to her...
She exhaled quietly, sensing a vaguely familiar nearby presence. Again. It was almost frustrating that she couldn't place a finger on who's presence it was. It was powerful enough, but not threatening... so far, at least. Again her gaze wandered over the palace and the people, until she eventually looked upwards, towards the rooftops- and she found him.
Her breath hitched as she saw the all too familiar black leather cloak, the hood drawn so she couldn't tell which of the cruel thirteen Nobodies had come to watch.
But... but that's impossible... Sora, Donald, Goofy and Riku defeated them all! How could one have survived? And... who? Axel..?
But that was a foolish hope. She only wanted it to be Axel because he had been the kindest of the Organization to her. The one most humane in her eyes. But he was also the one of the most sly, and cunning... who had often slipped away in tight circumstances. What if it was Axel?
Roxas would be so happy...
It was that last thought that gave her the courage to find out. With a deep breath and a slight wave of her hand a portal swirled into existence before her and she stepped through before the rioters could notice. The dark whorl dissappeared shortly after and reappeared a short distance behind the cloaked man upon the rooftop. The girl stepped out with quiet footsteps, the hum of the portalling silencing shortly after she closed it.
"Axel? It's me... Naminé." her voice was soft and tuneful, coloured with a pastel hope.
But her hope died when she noted the shortness of the figure before her. This couldn't be Axel... and now she could sense the quiet presence before her more clearly, she knew it wasn't his, for Axel's was loud and flared out in waves of confidence.
More hesitent now, the girl paused, a forwn etched upon her face and asked quietly.
"Who are you?"
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