http://halfdarkened.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] halfdarkened.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2011-01-04 10:06 am
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Into the [Macalania] Woods [Active/Closed]

Character(s): Riku, Link, Mao and Yorda
Content: SPIRA EXPEDITION later to be joined by Kairi, possibly.
Setting: Spira floor, Macalania Woods
Time: Morning. Ish. (How early do you expect Riku to get up?)
Warnings: MONSTERS, EXPLORATION, ADVEEEEENTUUUURE


"Just inside the door to Spira." That was what the note Riku'd sent everyone said. Close enough to the safety of the door anyone waiting could escape and just barely far enough in to satiate curiosity until the others arrived. Or at least his own curiosity.

So he'd thought.

He stood there, looking around in awe. At first glance he thought it had been night in this world, but as he examined his mysterious surroundings, he found no true stars amongst the shimmering lights. The forest itself was thick enough to blot out any sunlight, leaving the natural phosphorescence of the place to let newer growth emerge. Crystals and trees alike sprang from the earth to the point it became clear the growth was one and the same. The trees themselves seemed frosted in their own crystal. The trees twisted and intertwined amongst themselves to create eerie walkways through this serene place. Stranger still were the light trails that rose gently through the forest. It was as if the light from the crystals themselves simply rose away from their homes to create glittering ribbons stretched across the bows of the trees.

Riku leaned against the doorframe to wait, absentmindedly toying with his new keychain as he gazed at his surroundings.



[Yes, he's playing with a thick chain with an angry button attached to the end.]

[identity profile] fairiesandmilk.livejournal.com 2011-01-05 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
Finally. Link had been waiting on edge for any message from Riku about his planned expedition into Spira. Even with Link's previous terrible experience with the place, he had wanted to go back. Even though it was so different from the Kokiri Forest, it still reminded him of home, and he had felt so calm while he was there.

Once the message came up on the screen, Link put his journal away, made sure to grab everything he promised to bring, and headed straight for the church outside the dome. It wasn't long before he arrived to see Riku in the doorway. It looked like he was the first one to meet up with him.

"You don't think the others will keep us waiting for long, do you?"

[identity profile] madsciencemaou.livejournal.com 2011-01-05 07:49 am (UTC)(link)
Mao was already proud of himself for finding the warp spheres but now that he was getting the chance to use them again--and to go as far up the castle as he was by using them too--only made him all the moreso. He knew that thing would end up being convenient. Mao's evil intellect was never wrong.

He had been careful to keep an eye on Yorda, half-expecting her to go wandering off in some random direction the second he took his eyes off her. She was getting better about that, he supposed, but still... It wasn't like he was worried about her or anything. She just had a history.

But the moment they stepped foot into the new world, any thought of Yorda was instantly shoved out of his mind. "The... The trees!" Mao exclaimed, seeming not to see Link and Riku nearby. What was this crystalline substance? Was it the flora itself or did it just work in some kind of symbiosis? Were these things even alive?! He would definitely have to take a sample back with him!
ext_965445: ({how to describe the way I'm feeling})

[identity profile] nonomoribird.livejournal.com 2011-01-06 12:11 am (UTC)(link)
Yorda had rarely been out of Paixao, and she'd never journeyed so far as this before. She'd followed Mao obediently out of the city, not really knowing what to expect - but then, she never did. Each day was still bright and new to her, causing her to regard each new experience with joy and wonder.

Now was no different. When they'd stepped into the woods, the princess stood wholly still, looking about her in awed silence. The city was gorgeous, but... truly, this was the most beautiful place she had ever seen. The girl looked straight up, hands clasped in quiet joy, a look of pure wonder lighting up her face. She was so enraptured, she simply couldn't speak.

[identity profile] fairiesandmilk.livejournal.com 2011-01-17 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
Link had been looking at the path ahead when the other members of the party showed up. He knew what was out there. Or rather, he thought he knew. He turned around to introduce himself once he heard the new voice, and his jaw almost dropped.

It wasn't the new guy with white hair, although meeting another person who looked so young with such hair was a bit surprising. No, Link was surprised by the girl that was following him. She was glowing. And Link didn't see anything on her for her to use to defend herself. He remained quiet though, as perhaps this young woman could have magical abilities he had yet to see, but he had to admit that she didn't look like the fighting type.

[identity profile] madsciencemaou.livejournal.com 2011-01-18 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
The sound of a familiar voice managed to snap Mao out of his trance. He turned to face Riku, wondering when the keyblade wielder had gotten there and who the guy in the stupid-looking hat was. Both of them seemed to be staring at Yorda and it took Mao a moment to remember that it was probably because she was glowing. Having been around her for awhile, Mao tended to forget about it unless it could be used to his advantage.

It wasn't long before something else managed to catch Mao's eye, a tiny glint of gold amongst the varying shades of blues painting the crystalline forest. The demon's eyes widened a fraction and he immediately pulled the sides of his coat closer around his shoulders. "Where did you...?" he asked Riku, finally noticing an empty spot on the coat where a button should be. And did Riku have it on a chain? What the hell would he do that for? Was it some kind of trophy?
ext_965445: ({distant hills wear a shroud of grey})

[identity profile] nonomoribird.livejournal.com 2011-01-18 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
Yorda was jolted out of her reverie by Riku's question, and she looked over at him, quizzical. "I am Yorda. Who are you?" She didn't think she'd spoken to him or the boy in green before, at least; surely she would have remembered if she had. She looked about herself again, as though she were trying to drink in all the wonder and beauty of this place all at once, and gently reached out to press her palm against a tree, marveling at the odd color. Without a second thought, the girl moved to climb the tree near her and settle herself in its branches, a contented smile on her face.

"Is this why we have come?" she asked Mao, indicating the beauty of the forest.

[identity profile] madsciencemaou.livejournal.com 2011-01-25 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
Mao looked over at Yorda in confusion, still trying to figure out why Riku had that button. The button wasn't a big loss--it was, after all, just a button--but why would Riku keep it? Why attach it to a chain like that? "What? N, No, of course it isn't!" he answered, stumbling over his words a little. "I didn't even know this place had anything like this." Though it definitely made this place a lot more interesting, didn't it? Even if Mao did get a weird feeling about it. He didn't quite know why, but maybe that was because he was still having trouble not being focused on the strange button-chain.

Riku managed to sort of answer his question not too long later when he attached it to his weird wing... key.... sword... weapon thing. To Mao's surprise, the weapon changed form, switching from the weird combination of wings to something that looked a lot like his sword. Mao stared for a moment, unsure how to react, but soon took out his own sword, looking between it and the weapon Riku now carried. "How...?" he asked. "What did you just do?"
ext_965445: ({seasons lit with gold})

[identity profile] nonomoribird.livejournal.com 2011-02-03 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Yorda pulled her legs up when Riku began striking the crystals and hugged her knees to her chest. It wasn't that she thought he'd hit her with it; he obviously knew what he was doing. But she remembered the castle, and she remembered how Ico had shielded her and kept her behind him whenever he had to fight. It was better to be careful, just in case. But she'd never seen a weapon that transformed before, and like everything unfamiliar, it peaked her interest. "What happened?" she asked Riku, indicating the sword. "Why does it do that?"

Evidently, Mao didn't know, either. That, she knew, was unusual; even if Mao didn't know abut something, he didn't seem to want to admit it.

I RETURN!! /Crawls up

[identity profile] fairiesandmilk.livejournal.com 2011-03-06 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Link gaped at Riku's weapon. That was pretty amazing, and he knew the Master Sword wouldn't do that, nor any of his other weapons. He would have asked how he had done that should the weird white-haired guy not have gotten to it first. He looked at Riku, wanting to know how it worked, but looked up in the tree to see...Yorda. That's what she said her name was.

He wasn't sure about the Mr. White-hair. There was something...weird about him. Still, Riku seemed to trust him, so Link wouldn't complain. He would keep an eye on him though.

Yorda was also weird, but a different kind. She seemed so...naive. Even more than himself. Much more.

[identity profile] madsciencemaou.livejournal.com 2011-04-03 12:14 am (UTC)(link)
Mao glanced over at Yorda as she spoke up, for once glad that the glowing girl had questions. He'd never seen anything like the Keyblade before, not unless a weapon created from a Magichange counted. When Riku pulled out another keychain, Mao had half a mind to snatch it out of the antihero's hands and take it back with him to study. The only thing that kept him from acting on those thoughts was his curiosity about this world and how it worked... and what that weird feeling he got from this place was.

Mao put his sword away and crossed his arms, staring intently at the blade that looked so much like his own. He made a small "Mm," to show that he had heard, but otherwise his mind was focused on trying to work out exactly how a blade could change shape like that. Was it magic or material? Chance or will? Was this just a hero thing?

After awhile it seemed that Mao had forgotten that there was anyone around him.
ext_965445: ({sole witness to history})

[identity profile] nonomoribird.livejournal.com 2011-04-26 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Yorda listened attentively, trying to hold back the question which positively tugged at her. She failed, of course. "What is a Keyblade?" she asked, leaning in Riku's direction earnestly. She had never seen such a thing before in her life, and while it was clearly a weapon, it was certainly not an ordinary one. Even she could tell that, for all that the boy who'd defended her so stalwartly on her island had only used a stick, a mace and later, a sword. The princess hopped nimbly down from her perch, staring at Link as though she wanted to ask him question after question as well, as she was wont to do whenever she met somebody new.