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paixaorpg2008-11-10 12:21 am
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Estuans interius, ira vehementi... (Open/Active)
Characters: Sephiroth, Disney villains (?), Open
Content: Sephiroth has declared open season, and guess what game he's hunting?
Setting: City Hall
Time: Two days after this post.
Warnings: ...Violence almost a certainty. =|bb
Many things had changed in the past two months. Paixao was no longer what it had been; it had shrunk, buildings had been lost, and now, there were dark creatures attacking everyone, everywhere. And through it all, the Organization had professed innocence. So much so, in fact, that Sephiroth was inclined to believe them.
And so, that left these new interlopers. Maleficent. Jafar. Hades. And this castle of thorns, which now stood where city hall once had.
"Well. I suppose knocking is out of the question," he mused, standing at the base of the thorned castle.
Content: Sephiroth has declared open season, and guess what game he's hunting?
Setting: City Hall
Time: Two days after this post.
Warnings: ...Violence almost a certainty. =|bb
Many things had changed in the past two months. Paixao was no longer what it had been; it had shrunk, buildings had been lost, and now, there were dark creatures attacking everyone, everywhere. And through it all, the Organization had professed innocence. So much so, in fact, that Sephiroth was inclined to believe them.
And so, that left these new interlopers. Maleficent. Jafar. Hades. And this castle of thorns, which now stood where city hall once had.
"Well. I suppose knocking is out of the question," he mused, standing at the base of the thorned castle.
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Sora's sentence was cut off by a familiar voice. Timon! Sora turned and, with unconcealed excitement, grinned at the tiny meerkat. It didn't matter that this Timon didn't remember him him, it was still a familiar, and friendly, face.
"Timon!" Sora exclaimed, waving brightly. "What are you doing here?"
Timon, it seemed, wasn't really the type to go charging into danger, after all. At least, he hadn't seemed that way in the Pridelands. Maybe something had changed here?