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paixaorpg2006-02-13 08:01 pm
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Escape. [Completed]
Character(s): Marluxia, Tris, any other prisoners of Ansem's that would like to join~ (Cloud, maybe? :D)
Content: Marluxia goes down to the dungeon-thing to mess with the prisoners and look busy.
Setting: Fortress of Darkniss.
Time: Tuesday Night.
Warnings: None.
Being alone in a large fortress was not really all it was cracked up to be. He had been given a tour, sure, but he was still wary of getting lost. It seemed like the hallways and stairways were neverending.
But all he was going to do was explore a certain room. A certain room filled with creatures of the heart. Ansem had somewhat explained what he intended to do, but Marluxia was still uncertain of what his amibitions in the end were. And why did he need so many prisoners? He shrugged at the thought, walking into the chamber containing the many prisoners in cages.
He began walking along them, looking at the hosts of differences. Well. This would prove to be interesting.
With a glance behind him, he saw a machines scattered here and there. He approached some curiously, wondering what they were for - before shoving one off of its table, watching it smash onto the stone floor loudly. Ansem was truly a fool.
He vaguely hoped the Seeker of Darkness didn't miss his machines too terribly.
Content: Marluxia goes down to the dungeon-thing to mess with the prisoners and look busy.
Setting: Fortress of Darkniss.
Time: Tuesday Night.
Warnings: None.
Being alone in a large fortress was not really all it was cracked up to be. He had been given a tour, sure, but he was still wary of getting lost. It seemed like the hallways and stairways were neverending.
But all he was going to do was explore a certain room. A certain room filled with creatures of the heart. Ansem had somewhat explained what he intended to do, but Marluxia was still uncertain of what his amibitions in the end were. And why did he need so many prisoners? He shrugged at the thought, walking into the chamber containing the many prisoners in cages.
He began walking along them, looking at the hosts of differences. Well. This would prove to be interesting.
With a glance behind him, he saw a machines scattered here and there. He approached some curiously, wondering what they were for - before shoving one off of its table, watching it smash onto the stone floor loudly. Ansem was truly a fool.
He vaguely hoped the Seeker of Darkness didn't miss his machines too terribly.