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paixaorpg2006-09-25 07:49 pm
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Even the Lifeless Live [Completed]
Character(s): Dancer Nobodies (NPC's), Demyx, and whoever joins in on the chaos.
Content: Organization XIII's plans have been set put into motion and havoc ensues.
Setting: Vanaheim Gate and surrounding area [F3]
Time: Mid-Morning, Week 2
Warnings: None at the
The morning light gleamed off of glass windows, though its light was not genuine. The same light streamed through every building, filling the nooks and crannies of Paixao, relieving it from the choking cover of night. The artificial trees glowed brilliantly with the same lifeless light. No lines stood behind them. No people awaited permission to gain entrance into the city.
There was no sound… no life…
But hours passed and the citizens soon awoke, beginning their monotonous routine. The streets soon became crowded and bustling. Chatter entwined with the morning air.
And then so did the screams.
Another being made its way into the morning hassle: the Nobodies. Beings with no heart… those who were left behind… empty shells of what they once were. And these were unique Nobodies. The Dancers… fluid in motion… every step precise… They ravaged through the streets, picking and choosing the worthiest of targets only to find none.
Who would quench their thirst for battle?
Content: Organization XIII's plans have been set put into motion and havoc ensues.
Setting: Vanaheim Gate and surrounding area [F3]
Time: Mid-Morning, Week 2
Warnings: None at the
The morning light gleamed off of glass windows, though its light was not genuine. The same light streamed through every building, filling the nooks and crannies of Paixao, relieving it from the choking cover of night. The artificial trees glowed brilliantly with the same lifeless light. No lines stood behind them. No people awaited permission to gain entrance into the city.
There was no sound… no life…
But hours passed and the citizens soon awoke, beginning their monotonous routine. The streets soon became crowded and bustling. Chatter entwined with the morning air.
And then so did the screams.
Another being made its way into the morning hassle: the Nobodies. Beings with no heart… those who were left behind… empty shells of what they once were. And these were unique Nobodies. The Dancers… fluid in motion… every step precise… They ravaged through the streets, picking and choosing the worthiest of targets only to find none.
Who would quench their thirst for battle?
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This was her first encounter with these odd creatures, not to mention that she only just recently arrived to this city. For her to just run away and hide like a weak little human was simply unacceptable! If she was going to be here, then she should at least enjoy herself as much as she could, right? And she did like to “play” with others, human or otherwise.
"Ah, but how rude of you… Now that you're here, those little critters are going to come after you. Which means that my viewing area will be ruined!" She stood up and patted herself. "Or maybe I'll be able to have a closer look at them?" Turning over the man, Morrigan looked at him and smiled. "What do you think?"
Oh yes, he was definitely much more attractive up close.