Final Fantasy Negative One [Role-d][roleplay commence!!]

[sheepysean]

mrgreen Woohoo! RPG is a-go-go! mrgreen
Destiny looked at the distant sunset from the attic of his home, as he had done every day since the happening. It was beautiful, but there was something different, he felt darkness in the air, a darkness that he knew could only come from one person, Indexsty. He looked down at the feld where his Chocobo were grazing. Leaning against the gate was a figure in a coat as black as the night sky. Indexty. Even though is hood covered his face, Destiny could tell that he was looking up, up to the window where Destiny stood. Without thinking Destiny leapt from the window at his adopted father's killer. summoning his keyblade, Oathkeeper, in midair. He hit the floor softly and turned to face the hooded man.
"Indexsty," He said coldly.  

[smileycentralme]

~ at around the same time, ~
Harmonie looked up at the dark night sky in her favourite place. What used to be a field of green grass and willows had now become a place with dead branches, animals, and darkness. Remembering her family and friends, dancing around, having fun, she knew she had to do something. She had to get revenge. It was the only way to help her out of her misery, the only way to revive the town.  

[Shuyin Frostheart]

[[Heh, we finally got enough people. I was wondering if you could make a new thread for this RP(on the Barton Town board), or at least edit the first posts into mega-posts. There's always some info that should be first page and easy to find, even though we're already full(character bios/noteworthy events/a little sum of the history, etc), and being unable to subscribe's a b***h. And an OOC thread, if random chatter starts to outgrow actual RP posts. Sorry for being a pesky nitpicker, but it's those little details that make a RP more enjoyable xp ]]

The small flame on the campfire swayed heavily in the wind. Belgram was sitting near the flame with his back on the wall of the ruined house behind him, poking it with a long stick, the heavy night wind blowing the flaps of his bandanna around. In the distance, he could see Harmonie's silhouette against the night sky. He looked at her with an almost parental smile. He understood her lust for revenge, though he didn't have close relatives to start with before the happening. That's why Belgram decided to escort and protect her, wherever her destiny led.  

[Oblivious Mischief]

Al Cepa Lilliaceae

Al Cepa pauses from walking to stare at the moon shining in the sky. He realized it was night; that explains why he was tired. Like any other plant, onionfolk have to put themselves in a state of statis at night since there is no sunlight for them to feed on which a lot of people mistaken for sleep.

At this moment though, he finally realized that he does not know where he is again. "Ijara!" (ee-dya-ra) he mumbles to himself in his native tongue in his usual slow speaking habit as he surveys the surrounding. It was still as barren as it was from the last place he remembered where he was. This thing the people call "The Happening" really stretched far; he takes a mental note on that even if he wasn't really sure "how far" it is now.

From a distance, he sees a campfire to the eastside direction from where he is judging from the placement of the stars. It should be the safest place to rest given the people in that camp are no bad elements of sorts. He makes his way there; cautious but optimistic. As he nears the camp, he can already see a figure of a female human standing and seemingly just looking at the sky and one huge male human (assuming they can grow that big.) who's minding the campfire. They seem to be good fellows.

Following the tradition of travelers, he stops and raises his hand and calls out to the people in the camp. "Hail, campers!" he slowly shouts in the common language enough to be heard. This is to warn his fellow travelers that he is coming so as not to catch them off-guard and cause a misunderstanding. "I am a traveler from the north," he slowly explains. "And I seek shelter for the night; if the host so accepts." He remains standing, visible under the moonlight; waiting for a reply.

Al Cepa Lilliaceae

The Barton thread suggestion would be great and convenient since the supposed guild fix from gaia isn't here yet. We can easily track when there's a reply. But then again, we'll end up sacrificing post counts for the guild; and there's already little activity happening here. With some pros and cons pointed out, We'll leave it for our chief to decide.

Also, I will have to change my villain profile. I'll be the new main villain's minion. So she can have a minion too.

EDIT: Changed The Wind's profile. He is now Avra's minion.  

[smileycentralme]

Harmonie turned around, just as a shout was faintly heard. An onionfolk, dressed in exotic clothing came walking by.

Seek shelter for the night... ? Stay with us? Harmonie thought. She had already lost trust in most other people after the Happening. Having Belgram by her side was already risky enough.
He didn't seem suspicious though, and was quite friendly. It was only for a night right?

Harmonie shut her eyes tight, waiting for the answer to come to her. Was opening her heart to another alright?

"Who are you?", she finally responded.


I dont think I am going to put this onto Barton town, since this is a guild thing right? But I do think the mega post idea is good, I think I will do that, put all the important info on the first posts.
EDIT: I changed some parts of my personality, I put all character descriptions onto a mega-post, and I may delete all the non-rp things, and the user-posted char profiles, since I have already combined them, just to make this seem more neat and tidy  

[Shuyin Frostheart]

Belgram was looking up, towards the dark sky. Even the stars refused to show themselves in such a desolated landscape. Hearing footsteps in the distance, he squinted towards the darkness, his hand slowly reaching for the anchor resting aside him, when he heard a friendly, somewhat whiny voice. As the figure approached the fire, his features became evident, it was a tiny Onion Knight. Belgram smirked, and lightly waved at the stranger.
"Hail, Onion kid. What's de name ye go by?"

[[Well, this is a guild thing, but we're all filled up already anyway. But whatever you say goes, you're the OP after all.]]  

[xXazabazaXx]

Avra looked out at the desolate land before her and could see a faint light in the distance. Memories about times before the happening flashed across her mind. She shook her head and drew a card from her deck.

7 of hearts? There is no way my life could lead to fortune now.

She looked over her shoulder to see Gale facing the other way. "Gale, let's go. There seems to be some interference."  

[Oblivious Mischief]

Al Cepa Lilliaceae

It is a common mistake for humans to see onionfolk as bulbs. But like any other onionfolk, Al Cepa has learned to ignore the misconception. "Good evening, good folks," he responds as fast as he can but still ended up saying it slowly. He walks to the camp the warmth of the fire gave him a bit of energy but he keeps distance from it from the fear of burning.

"Who are you?" The female who seem to be in deep thought finally spoke.

"I am Al Cepa Lilliaceae," he starts doing a formal bow where he spreads his arms as if welcoming a hug and he extends his left leg to the back as he gracefully bows. "Low-class mage knight of the Order of L'oignon. (oh-nyoh)" He catches his breath as he rises after saying such a long sentence in his usual pace. He wished to say more, but the embrace of the night is taking its toll on him, but he tries to stay awake just to catch the names of his newfound companions. His struggle is evident.

Al Cepa Lilliaceae

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Gale, The Wind

The spark flickered

Like a candle light blown by a soft wind

Still it remains undaunted and it shone as beautifully as it always did

It beckons the wind to follow

And it will be, as it commands

Gale, The Wind