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Post by Deleted on Jul 17, 2014 15:20:40 GMT -5
Through the hustle and bustle of Disney Town, people kindly greet one another as they pass, shops always packed with customers, and couples circle around the the fountain in the square, having hymns of romance whispered into their ears. Walking through the paved streets, filled with life, seem almost quiet to the this soldier as he takes a stroll through the square. After battling many Heartless' and Nobodys, helping restore balance with the worlds, and returning King Mickey to the castle, Goofy decides its time to take a well deserved break. Looking around, the people greet him as they always have, as the Captain of the Royal Guard, not as a savior, unknowing of the deeds he had done, and he preferred it that way. Sometimes it's better not having a loud celebration but just being known as you always were he thought to himself.
Before making his way home, he made a quick stop at his favorite diner, Munchie. He takes a seat at the counter and through the hole in the wall all he could see was a cloud of smoke which came from the kitchen. Seconds later, an arm belonging to a very muscular man extends from the opaque cloud and waves to Goofy. Waving back, he greets the cook and asks for his "regular." With that the arm disappears back into the cloud and shortly later coming back out with a plate with a burger with cheese melting off the the sides like molten lava. With a grumble in his stomach, buries his face in the burger and devours it. While he eats the cook makes conversation. "Sir Goof, Where ya been?" waving his arm. "Its quiet here with out the sound of cheese splashing on my counters. You had me worried."
Taking his face from his meal, he swallows a large chunk of food and replies with a smile "Aw, you don't have to worry about me. I was just on patrol out of the city. It's hard work being the Captain ya'know"
"It's been a while Goof, people thought you were a P.O.W. since you never stopped by and you ALWAYS stop by." exclaims the cook with strong arm gestures to emphasize his point.
With a cleaner that clean plate he places on the counter, he places some munny next to it. "Alright, well I gotta get home my begonias can't flower themselves *uhyuck*" he says before leaving for home.
The jaunt back home seemed longer than it had in the past, giving him more time to think of everything he's been through with Sora and Donald. But before long, he arrived to his cottage nearing the castle. Opening the gate, it breaks and hits him in the foot causing him to hop back unto a rake that was lain on the ground. As he stepped on it, the rake came up and missed his head and goes over his shoulder, then ricochets back to his face throwing his to the ground. Hard. Lying there, he looked to his front door out of habit for when something like this would happen, Max would usually come out to help. But alas, Max has left for college leaving the nest seemingly empty. He sits up rubbing the back of his head lost in his thoughts. He stands and makes his way into the house leaving his shield on a hook outside and entering the house with sadness in his eyes.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 18, 2014 10:55:27 GMT -5
DATA TAGS. Next~!
WORDS. 962
NOTES. There's a Time Gate in your living room sir. |
to the soldier, the civilian, the martyr, the victim.
THIS IS WAR
Lightning was at a crossroads in her duties for Bhunivelze. She was beginning to question herself, more so what it was she did for him. Her heart should feel anxious, but it did not. She had set herself on this path through her actions. She had to prove herself and carve a new trail in the mountains she pulled from the earth as she dug her blade through the soils in rage. She was more capable than her body led on. Something was blocking out the necessary paths to her feelings. She was left drifting to and fro, against the pull of her will. What will had she left safe to gain that which she wanted most. Perhaps that was why she felt that way... Her selfish seeming want and greed to gain back which she felt she deserved had been the problem. She was driven, but not yet obsessed. This gave her the space she needed to inch passed his control. How much more did she need to sacrifice before she could be happy? Was it selfish to want to protect your family? She did not want to fail Serah. She was terrified of failing herself, her mother. She wanted to be the person others depended on and drove herself to her limits to do so. If her friends were safe and happy, she could be too. She … wanted to be a hero like Snow, but she lacked something very important to be that kind of hero. So for now she could only be Lightning.
Opening her eyes she found she was still floating through the tunnels of time. Sometimes a dream carried her elsewhere, or her duties sent her into a place she could not remember. It was difficult, a strain on the body and mind. Silence was all that filled the Void. Not even her own breathing could penetrate the vastness of this space. Her time was irrelevant in the vastness of this void which sat between the Seen and Unseen Realms. The twisting spirals swam through to infinity while her human eyes could only reach a finite distance. The end, for her, was always so near yet nigh unreachable. As she floated through the rivers of this space her form was perfectly still in a sort of contradicting ballet of stillness and elegant motion. Something was off. Normally these tunnels were clear and without traffic, but only sometimes. Time was both static and animated. Life was both partial and impartial to its unattractive splendors. Blinking her crystal blue eyes Light would focus on the strange spot in the distance. It did not appear to be a tear, but it was better not to risk it by ignoring it and paying for it later.
Shifting her weight the Valkyrie would float herself toward her desired direction. "Mog?" As she drew closer the familiar, pink coat certainly reminded her, but it was not the Might she knew.
Moogles were mysterious that had a powerful adaptability. Darkness, Corridors of Time, the violent Jagd Wilds... A moogle's tenacity was abnormally high. There was nowhere the couldn't or wouldn't live if it so fancied them. Light righted herself so she was sitting up partially. Focusing her sight the Warrior of God spied a particular object in the furry mitts of the bobble-headed troublemaker. It was an Artefact! Occasionally they appeared in the tunnels and sometimes they fell into times they did not belong. But these Artefacts were dangerous and quite powerful and did not belong in the hands mischievous Moogle.
"Hey!" Light suddenly called out. "Put that down!" But why would she waste her breath when the Moogle was going the do the exact opposite of what she stated.
Chirping in a panic the moogle hopping and tore through an expanse in time, making a much larger hole than necessary with his little prize in paw. Light sighed, her reached out hand left hanging. Now she had no choice. Though time and space were deemed by human infinite, in truth it was limited and often looped in on itself so it off made traversing it difficult. Passages could be too small or far too large and invited trouble. Gripping on the invisible strings of time Lightning would slowly pull her hands together than apart as she spread open the gate to accommodate her larger form. As she slipped through the gate the Warrior found herself in the middle of someone’s home…? Looking around she would hear the bobble of a Moggle padding away. She snapped her head over and saw it turning the corner, holding the Artefact to its belly. It managed its way through the kitchen of the home, Lightning hot on its bonbon! Without missing a beat the Moogle jumped onto the sink and hit the handle of the faucet, smooshing its paw to the mouth, spraying Light in the face.
“Kupo!” The Moogle chirped and inhaled a deep breathe to help it get off the ground.
Moogles had tiny sacks in their bodies that helped them fly so inhaling they could get off the ground more easily. Flapping its wings, which were more used for directional purposes than actual flight, it made its way beyond the corner and off out the open door. Light was now wet and very annoyed. She kicked into full speed, but turning the corner she would not see the individual that was the owner of the home, collision was an almighty possibility at this point. The Moogle though, was free and clear to flutter away. It found itself a nice new home though! It elevated it’s flight and surfaced itself to the second floor of the home where the fluffy, pink faerie settled itself on the roof of the home, hugging the Artefact close.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 21, 2014 16:08:42 GMT -5
A dusty white mouse scurries along the floor trying to find a morsel to eat. It looks to have snuck in through one of the cracks that whistles through the house. It looks almost starved, wheezing and moving in a delirium. It's rub can be seen along its deshoveled fur. Its nose on the floor desperate to satiate its hunger, it finds itself licking up the trace amounts of dust remembering the last time it had a nice meal. Almost given up, as it raises its head weakly, it sees a white glove with a piece of banana on it. It's greyish brown eyes had slowly opened with joy as is moved as quickly as it could through the blurriness of its sight, hoping it wasn't a cruel joke starvation is playing.
Approaching the glove, the mouse climbed up and there it was, food. It slowly ate in its weakened state filling its palette and savoring every moment for this may be indeed the last time it will enjoy the taste of food again. Suddenly, it's platform began to rise from the floor and slightly wrap around it as to prevent it from falling from such a height. Panicked, it begins eating the banana as it's risen to a height it has never known. The platform then whooshes to the side and begins to descend. Starved and afraid, it closes it's eyes awaiting its inevitable end. The platform makes a slight bump and the mouse opens it's eyes to see the edges flatten out to what could only be described as a paradise of food. The mouse walks off the platform and takes in the sight of such a wonder. But what brought it here? It hasn't done anything worth such a banquet. The mouse then turns around to see a giant smiling back. The giant was menacing yet kind, and the mouse understood that. Giving it a bow, the mouse turns and begins to eat. With the sounds of tiny crunching echoing through the empty house, Goofy sits at the kitchen table watching the field mouse he just saved eat. Giving a *uhyuck*, he gets up and pours himself a drink in a disproportionate looking mug. As he leaned against the counter and sipping from his mug, he remembering the old days during his first days as Captain of the royal guard. He could replay it back as if it were currently happening.
"Hey Maxie! I'm home!" Goofy yelled as he walked through the door placing his shield on the table. Looking at himself, he noticed that used to wear heavy full plated armor with a helmet. Unsuccessfully removing the helmet, his past self looks to his present self. "Umm, can you help me out a little?" he asks while pointing to his helmet.
"Sure, not a problem." his present self exclaims as he approaches his past self. The mouse on the table notices there are now two giants in the room but figures that there are probably more of them then continues to eat. Present Goofy takes hold of the helmet of his present self, places a foot on his shoulder then yanks the helmet clean off. "Here ya go" He says, handing the helmet back to him.
"Thanks *uhyuck*" Past Goofy says while excepting the helmet back. Present Goofy then returns to leaning while continuing his memory. A little boy come and jumps into his arms full of excitement, giving Goofy a big hug. "Heya Max, guess what happened today?" Max, Goofy's pride and joy and the reason he agreed to join the military, Stretched a smile on his face with anticipation. "You're now looking at the Captain of the royal guard." Jumping for joy, he and Max cheered on and went to celebrate.
Goofy sighed and smiled as the memory faded. Tired of being sad over the past he went back to the table where the mouse, who was full and satisfied, was sitting. "Well at least someone still like my cooking." He giggled and picked up the mouse and placed it in his vest pocket.
Just then an explosion came from the living room, blowing the table, and Goofy, in the kitchen over destroying the food. Pulling his face out of the wall, he got up and ran toward the living room, be then realizing he was defenseless. So he doubled back and got the shield from out the door and ran right back in.
As he approached the living room, it was destroyed and a portal was in the center of it. Goofy had seen many portals on his adventure Sora and Donald but this one was different. It looked like the inside of a clock and it had given off an aura of unwelcomness. He went to touch it as he heard something go through the kitchen door. The mouse shook with fear in Goofy's pocket hoping that it wouldn't die right after having the best meal of it's life. Forgetting about the portal, he ran for whatever made it instead, shield first.
Upon leaving the house, Goofy sees someone turn the corner of his home. So he followed. when he reach the person, they just stood there looking toward the roof. This person kinda reminded him of the Organization XIII member Marluxia, but seemed a tad more feminine, but only a tad. Following their eyes to the roof to see a moogle with something in its hands. "Hey!" Goofy yells out "Leave that there moogle alone!" putting up his shield in defense.
Noticing that Goofy is protecting it the moogle flutters to the other end of the roof, then descended to the ground level behind Goofy. He squeezes the artifact tightly in his arm and begins whimpering behind Goofy. As the cries reach Goofy's ear, he yells "Now, why are you trying to steal this from this defenseless moogle. It's not right taking something from someone smaller than you." Holding on to the side pocket where his new mouse friend is where it shook even more hoping not to get hurt.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 22, 2014 11:11:40 GMT -5
DATA TAGS. Next~!
WORDS. 747
NOTES. Now a game of hide and seek. |
to the soldier, the civilian, the martyr, the victim.
THIS IS WAR
Lightning was not one who appreciated dealing with complications. It meant pushing the extra mile due to a personal or someone else's incompetence. In this case it was her own. She knew calling out to the Moogle would be fruitless, but she tried anyway. The troublesome balls of fur were adorable, but they were a pain in the backside. They had a strange brand of common sense that only worked in the Moogle world and logic that made as much sense as their bobbles being used to find fruit. Yes, she was once told this, but given the display by said Moogle she could neither deny it nor believe it. Now she had to deal with her inability to remain patient when hunting the Artefacts. Her worry stood focused in the fact that if it stayed too long in this world it could call something worse than a Moogle to deal with, or outright destroy the passage to this works. Luckily her Time Gate would keep it stabilized for a short while, but time was chaotic. The concept born of man would inevitably follow a path of self destruction. It was the nature of man, and little had proven otherwise to Light in the past years.
Rushing out of the unknown home the warrior stumbled down the steps, but she caught her action. Pushing her foot against the edge of the step she threw her body forward and flipped around against the gravity of this world. Her stumble had come from the fact she was still queasy from the shift of time returning to her being. While in the tunnels and in Ark time for her ceased to be. The noise, the light and the motion that came with the chaos of life was not the same as in the Unseen Realm or the world between Time. It was an indescribable stillness that could depress a weaker heart. But, in a sense, Light had a focus. She was beginning to feel like a tool and she hated that feeling, but neither could she express it. Maybe Lumina was right... It was not something she could feel, nor face. It was just a bargaining chip for Bhunivelze. So, in the end, did he really have much power? What was a new world without servants? With the majority of fal'Cie loyal to him gone and the rest wild remnants of their environment, what good were they if they continued to built upon a dying world? It was all particularly aggravating.
When she finally managed to get outside and settle her uneasy balance she would, of course, be cursed by the nature that was the world and have another intrude. Looking toward them had absconded her only chance. She had raided her defences toward someone with their own clearly in place. The Moogle found itself in an advantageous position and immediately took refuge behind the dog faced man. Looking around as she stood outside the Valkyrie could only come to the conclusion that she returned to Disney Town. The bright colors and curious architecture was unique to this world she felt, as were the anthromorphic individuals which were unlike fiends and more like Moogle, curiously enough.
Light let out a deep sigh. "Listen, you, I don't have time for this. He has something very dangerous in his possession!" But even before Light could finish her sentence Goofy's front door slammed closed and clicked lock.
And so it began. Moogles were notorious treasure hunters. Once they found a treasure they liked the would take it. One of the shades of Goofy's front window's were raised. Clutching the Artefact in one law he would wave with the other, rather mockingly, and drop the curtain as suddenly as it was raised. The troublesome faerie fluttered into the home to hide away his treasure and himself. It was going to be a long day. Light placed her hands on her hips and sighed in exasperation. She loved how these situations tended to escalate. Sure turned her blue eyes to Goofy in irritation. The nausea was finally subsiding as her body stored back to flowing time, but annoyance soon replaced it.
"Great," she sighed. "He has a dangerous object that does not belong to him... My efforts to retrieve it are now gone." She drew her blade. "So either you let me in, or I let myself." She was annoyed and not very patient. He could unlock the door, or she could take it down.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 31, 2014 0:42:06 GMT -5
Running toward the silver giants radar, under its radar, hopefully, the mouse latches onto the underside of its leg wing and begins to climb it and buries itself within the feathers.
Never taking his eyes off of this feather-armor clad woman, Goofy stayed his stance to protect the small moogle. As he motions his hands to signal the moogle to back up, he simply wafts the air...wait, wasn't should he be feeling a fuzzy tuft that is the moogle's pom? He wafts his hands some more until he finally turns to notice that the small one isn't there anymore. Filled with panic, he does a full spin to see that it that not only it has disappeared, but it has reappeared into his home.
His panic begins to dissipate, as he knew that the moogle is safe now. But why did this person want with such a defenseless creature. As much as Goofy knew, these moogles were the most peaceful creatures in the universe. No matter where he, Sora, and Donald went on there adventures. These creatures were very kind and were willing to assist them in anyway they could by producing items that could help them fight the baddies. So what does she want with it? Does she want to hurt it? There should never be a reason to harm a moogle....never.
As she took a single step forward, Goofy put his shield up with immediate haste. The armor-clad person spoke and it sounds like its a woman, but her voice was a tad emotionless. She mentions how the moogle was holding a very dangerous item and she need it back from it. But this could be a lie. What if she's simply saying that to get at the moogle without conflict? But what if she's telling the truth and it is a dangerous item? Also which is inside of his home. A double conflict ran through his head. He knew he had to protect the moogle from danger but if it was in fact the source of the danger. His eyes began side to side
"Aww, you're just trying to distract me." Goofy exclaimed as he held his shield tight. "I know you're the dangerous one. I won't let you hurt this poor moogle, you bully! Now why don't you pick on someone your own size" then noticing that he and the woman are almost the same height.
Inside the house, the moogle flies up to the second level to stay out of Lightning's reach. He lands in what looks like a hallway and begins to deflate. With a tiny burp, the last of the air leaves his body. Looking over at the artifact on the floor, he waddles over and bends down to touch it. His paw passes over every nook and cranny of the artifact as it begins to glow dimly. He flutters his wings happily.
Back outside, Goofy still holds his ground. "You blew a hole in my house chasing that poor thing and now you want me to hand him over to you like a stuffed giraffe? Well you gotta 'nother thing coming if you think I'll let you go in my home again." he says changing into a battle stance.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 1, 2014 15:22:57 GMT -5
DATA TAGS. Next~!
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NOTES. Behemoths are outdoor pets, only. |
to the soldier, the civilian, the martyr, the victim.
THIS IS WAR
The warrior found herself growing annoyed with the dog man. Though his intentions were meant to be good, by the measure of danger involved he was a risk. He stammered as he spoke to her his demands to stand down. By his nervous manner of speech he was likely the sort that has not see war. This unexpectedly rough confrontation may have stirred his worries. Maybe he was in GC? She was once a member of the Guardian Corps herself. Civilian duties. You didn't see much action outside of wild monsters and a few, sparsely armed criminals. Lightning was neither of those things, but neither was she human anymore. Though she felt the Goof's reaction an appropriate one, her lack of patience toward the manner at did not... Lightning sighed, flexing her free, gloved hand. The other, which wielded her weapon only did well to forcefully clench over the blade's hilt.
Though her stunted emotions did not provide enough leverage for her to grow very angered or troubled immediately, her sense of urgency was still relatively attached. If anything Bhunivelze had ensured the Time Goddess would remain a desperate and dutiful individual. This assured that she would progress in his tasks as provisioned. But now, as her mind slowly began to fight against his hold, that hotheadedness only doubled with her other duties. She knew how dangerous the Artefacts could be, but the object themselves were relatively safe. It was what the crystallized stones lured that was most dangerous. This was Light's greatest concern. Her objective was to control the situation before it got out of hand. But Goofy was one of those one in a thousand variables that interfered with what could have been a simple mission.
Upstairs, as the Moogle delighted himself with the profane, trouble was already beginning to stir. Little white paws jostled the magical stone, the object brimming with the radiance of time, and awoke the presence of cracks along the Highway. It was how many Moogle called the tunnels between the realms. They traveled these unmarked, unmanned freeways with ease. Most creatures could only dream of traveling through to such places with such ease as the Moogles do. For them it was as common as a Hume's roadway or a Mu's tunnel. It made them ever more the troublesome and mischievous balls of fluff. Bright, onyx eyes blinked at the reaction it received from the Artefact. It's head tilted, a soft kupo escaping its lips. Its bonbon gave a Bob, a soft chime ringing over its head. Suddenly the air crackled. Behind the furry mascot a tear in the fabric of time and space would to open. With almost no warning the beast called from beyond would land behind the Moogle. The small hallway was too much for the massive creature, so the inevitable crackle and creak from its size caused the mog to look up.
Horrendous, drooling tusked fiend. Heavily breathing down the Moogle’s neck was a fully grown behemoth. “K-k-kupooo!!” Grabbing his precious stone he flew out of the window, only for a massive claw to follow him and tear through the window.
The snarling beast, dressed in fine leather chaps, violently flailed and wriggled out of the hole, only making it bigger as it clung to the side of the home, surprised at its own height off the ground. Deadly claws dug into the tile, feet struggled to keep clung. Lightning rolled her eyes and sighed deeply. She turned herself to face Goofy. “Satisfied?!” Ugh, she had a headache. This was too much.
Now what?
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Post by Deleted on Aug 19, 2014 16:01:28 GMT -5
With determination in his eyes, Goofy tightened his grip and said, "Imma not lettin' you through into my home if it the..." A loud crash had come from inside his home cutting him short. His eyes filled with worry for the small creature. Ignoring the wing-armor clad woman, he ran toward his house when he saw the critter fly out the window and toward town with the strange object in hand. But what what did it do to make such a booming sound to where it needs to flee? Had it been Max's room? Remembering that his son had a knack for building things and would continuously blow things up in the process, maybe something had gone off while the moogle was in his room.
Distracted by the tiny critter and the thought of his only son, the ground shook greatly under his feet and a large shadow was cast over him. Goofy never had the greatest of balance, almost anything could make him fall over if he wasn't pay attention. He once even slipped on drying tar in midsummer. So as the ground shook, so did he fall back. But something had caught his fall, something big and tough-feeling. Regaining his balance, he turns and dusts himself off, "Why-a thank ya sir," Looking up to the large shadowed creature a it breathed heavily, "I almost embarrased myself there *uhyuck*"
The beast towered over Goofy as its confusion of its current situation evolved into anger. If it wasn't enough that a light came from under him, pulling him into the ground while dining on an adamantoise, a rare catch, but now this strange looking Uridimmu having the gall to touch his person. Such disrespect not knowing its place. It needs to know its place, which was less than the bugs that live in the ground.
The beast gave a powerful roar that could shake the universe. Goofy tried to block the sound, but at close range it deafened him for a moment. Holding his head, he opens his eye to see a giant clawed hand quickly head in his direction. He quickly lifts his shield as it makes contact pushing him back. He could barely hear the woman as she said two simple word. "I can't her you...!" he yells to her. "What are we supposed to do now! Your pet's outta control!"
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Post by Deleted on Aug 23, 2014 17:26:50 GMT -5
DATA TAGS. Next~!
WORDS. 883
NOTES. *Chill Used. In the case of Magic, duck! |
to the soldier, the civilian, the martyr, the victim.
THIS IS WAR
Is this how it felt?
Is this what it was like to have despair!?
She was honestly unsure if she could despair in this state of mind. Though she had a clear awareness of these emotions, actually displaying the or evoking them was a matter of impossibility. She has since come to notice that, over the course of her duty, she has been unable to properly respond to many emotional events. There were some where her responses were normal, but then there were other times where she simply did not react. It was as if a piece of her heart was missing. She had come to the grievous conclusion that perhaps… she was no longer human. Maybe this had been God's doing? What sort of reaper would she make if she pitied every hapless man, woman, or child she saved? Who could wield strength with the pain of a heavy heart? She could accept this as a plausible factor in her emotional neutrality. It had been what she tried to do for years. She had to become strong in order to protect Serah, but it had all collapsed. Like the Towers of Valhalla her spirit had been sapped of all it's strength and came tumbling down upon the slightest of struggles. She had earnestly thought it better for it all to end there. Her heart, which has built a shall around itself, had been shattered so easily. So she sealed herself into a crystal as punishment. Perhaps, if she could repent, she would be given redemption. It had come. Bhunivelze gave her the opportunity to change her past and the future.
All she had to do was carry the burden of being responsible for all of the world, in the stead of just herself. The silent prayers from her Crystal Sleep had been answered. But today... Today was one of those trials of patience and virtue she seemed to become plagued with upon crossing into these unfamiliar dimensions. Now the simple task of retrieving an Artefact from a Moogle was turning into a greater event of trial by combat. As annoyed as she was it was best to destroy the obstacle than dally any longer than necessary. She reached for her blade, the woman having not once reached for it through the course of her dealing with the anthromorphic dog.The Behemoth was a fearsome creature capable of shaking the earth with his roars and using tier level magic that most monsters lacked access to. The primal creature dropped to all fours and parted his jaws, letting out a monstrous roar, directed at the goofy dog. Light threw out her leather covered hand.
“Move!” She called out, but the Knight could not hear her over the roaring and rumble.
Lightning had no choice but to act. As the Behemoth raised his claw to swipe at the Knight Lightning charged forward. She reaches out to try and pull at the dog man’s shoulder to get him out of the way. When she moved there was no sound. The woman was light on her feet even in the shining armor, which looked more likely to weight her down then help her movements. It was fast, a blur, when she dashed passed Goofy and moved to throw up her left arm in a guard. When the Behemoth’s claws came down it did so with enough force to cause the air to ring, claws sparking against the metal shield. Light braced her body, legs shaking as she was forced to bend her knees to prevent her shield from bending from the sheer force. This was not the first Behemoth she has fought, but those attacks were nothing to laugh at. They were brutal, forceful beasts that knew no mercy, no sympathy.
“Ha!” She pushed her arm up to knock back the claw before looking back to Goofy. “Move it!” They had to back up. Such close range combat against a Behemoth was risky.
She looked to the Behemoth as it pulled back its foreclaw, snarling out at the guard. The beast was so close that the pair would be able to feel the hot, sticky breathe of the drooling beast were they so inclined to take notice. Any physical attack would likely cause the Behemoth to counter attack and retrieve his blade, but the Valkyrie was not planning to give him any sort of advantage. While the beast was close up and personal she would draw a spell into her palm that would hopefully aggravate it long enough to gain an advantage.
“Get out of the way!” The Valkyrie hopped back and threw out her had, lobbing the spell right at the monster.
When the spell crashed it imploded. The powerful Chill spell sent a surge of freezing cold up and down the Behemoth’s form. The large, powerful creature depended on heat so the sudden cold to its muscles forced a pain to surge through his muscles and skin. It let out a snarling his, body slowly trying to regain its activity. While they dealt with this here, it is assured that the Moogle flew toward Disney Town with the Artefact in paw. This was going to be a problem, and a big one if they did not find the Moogle, who quickly ducked into the post box!
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Post by Deleted on Sept 9, 2014 3:22:25 GMT -5
A high-pitched ring ran through Goofy's head. Whatever that creature did, it worked ten fold. The world was spinning around him so much. He could barely open his eyes, due to the nausea. He dropped to his knees and covered his mouth to prevent his lunch he recently consumed from resurfacing. And his knew without a shadow of doubt that it would not taste as good as when he initially ate it.
He held his head as he mustered all of his strength just to open his eyes. Just then he saw a giant paw headed in his direction. His arm were weak and wouldn't be fast enough to block the attack. Was this it? Would this be the end just as soon as he had finally gone home after all this time?
Just then a shadow jumped right in front of him blocking the attack. It was the woman in the feather-armor. She saved him at the last second. He sigh ed as his trying to stand but his legs shook and he fell back into a tree and hit his head before dropping to the ground.
As he rubbed his head he noticed that the nausea was gone and that he could see clearly. One pain replaced another he guessed. So he looked up at the creature.
This would not have been the first time Goofy had seen such an opponent, but who would have though he'd see anything this large outside of The World That Never Was? For a moment, he hoped the Donald and Sora would turn the corner and fight alongside him. But this was his battle and he knew he could not allow this creature to run ramped without a leash and collar, a proper license and neutering. Can't have more of those thing making a ruckus.
He stood to his feet, brushed his shoulders, and back, off and stood before the creature with shield in hand ignoring the feathered-armored woman. "Now you listen here, I'll give you one chance to go home or else"
His confidence was great but the behemoth did not care for it, all that went through its mind was how these two creatures survived two fatal blows. It's has met an opponent that with stood such a blow in a long time. Intrigued with the sense of battle, the behemoth began to to laugh as leaned forward. The air filled with pops and crackles as the quadruped shifted itself in to a biped stance. It rolled its shoulders back and circled it s neck around as the transition completed. Standing well over 10 feet tall, the creature looked upon the two as he next trophy meals.
Looking at the woman once, he smiled, and ran into battle to protect his home.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 12, 2014 21:18:10 GMT -5
DATA TAGS. Next~!
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NOTES. The bigger they are... the more HP they have. |
to the soldier, the civilian, the martyr, the victim.
THIS IS WAR
The Moogle sat huddled in the post box holding onto the Artefact. It was rather dark in the box so the little Moogle inhaled and let out an enthusiastic 'Po!' Which would cause his bobble to light up and dimly glow. This created an aurora of lights when the pink light danced against the crystallized portion of time. The red and gold fracturing of the crystal spread a stained glass effect across the inside of the mail bin. Its tiny mouth parted in surprise. The bright colors caused it great joy and it showed it by bouncing up and down in place, his fur bristling out! But as the tiny kupo nut eating machine squirmed around his body would spark up some static electricity that would cause the Artefact to wake once more and start to sing. The magical stone reacted to the bristling, time traveling faerie and rip open another gate, but this time in the metal box.
With a groan and strain the box tore apart as if it were made of paper ribbons. Letters and postcards fluttered through the air, raining down a ticker tape parade for the monster. The moogle landed with a surprised thump on the back of the wild Gorgonospid. It roared and drooled a virulent venom before rushing out into the streets, starting traffic jams and car pile ups! The Moogle clung to the crystal artefact as he rode the bucking wildcat across the open roads and busy Disney Town streets. Home was starting to look a bit chaotic.
Lightning was not one to back down from a challenge. When the Behemoth stood she had to face the fact she was in for a fight. On all fours Behemoths were clumsy forward attackers and were limited to using their horns to gore their enemies. Standing they had access to a wider range of spells and their foreclaws were free to use weapons and attack with greater precision than their horns. Light was determines to make this a quick battle, so before the beast was able to take steps forward she charged forward to cut her blade across its left shin. The forced the behemoth to let out a battle cry. Even if they were much easier to knock down when standing their bodies were much harder to injure as a natural regeneration rushed though their veins with their adrenaline. The Behemoth growled out a string of noises, but they were a concentrated act. Throwing out his claw the titanic carnivore would send a massive ball of fire at the pair. The devastating Fira Spell was nothing to shake a stick!
They may stand a chance against the fiend if they could knock it off balance.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 19, 2014 23:43:32 GMT -5
Heading into battle wasn't on the agenda for Goofy when he came home. He just wanted to take a break from fighting all of the heartless and nobodys. Is that so much to ask? He only wanted to say hi to his son to whom he hasn't seen in a few years, drink some chamomile tea relaxing his nerves, have some super cheesy mac 'n cheese pizza filling his gut, and take a well deserved nap and not one that would take 2 years. Maybe it was a case of destiny, maybe he's not supposed to stop fighting, maybe just maybe he should watch out for the fiery ball of DOOM COMING STRAIGHT TOWARD HIM!!!
Quickly regaining his focus on the task at hand, Goofy brings his shield and dives to the side attempting to dodge the Fira attack. He rolls to his feet happy to have dodged the attack but for some reason his sleeve was ablaze. Slapping his arm frantically the flame did not subside but instead grew larger. He then ripped off his sleeve and threw it to the ground and began stomping it out with his shield as to no have the fire spread. Just because he was in a battle didn't mean he had to destroy his home anymore than it already was.
Now with only one sleeve, some singed fur, and a ruined day, Goofy was fed up. He began to [Charge] the giant Behemoth. Since it stood on its hind legs, there's no way to attack it in the chest. But remembering the battle with Cerberus in the Coliseum, Goofy can attack its legs and take it off its balance. [Charge-2]
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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2014 13:54:59 GMT -5
DATA TAGS. Next~!
WORDS. 911
NOTES. *Used Overclock, Launch, Ruinga, Smite. In this time, I hold place! |
to the soldier, the civilian, the martyr, the victim.
THIS IS WAR
Behemoths themselves were some of the most vicious combatants on the face of Pulse, but to see them on these battlegrounds, a world she knew to be quite peaceful, was troubling. She had been to Disney Town once before and had found all the inhabitants to be happy and always at peace. Though her mission stood above their relative beliefs, so she assumed siad beliefs existed, that they were the only ones in this world and time. She did not yet understand that many of the events that placed Heartless into the world had first come to affect worlds such as this: which carried the most heart. Being that she was under the thumb of Bhunivelze, she could not act on her own volitions, nor had she the heart to truly feel pity for their ignorant lives. She had one goal and that was to collect the Artefacts that disturbed the Chaos that flowed from her world. The Artefacts, being frozen, condensed ripples in time and space, had been born of the Chaos from her world. So whenever one fell from the Historia Crux it would create a break in the timelines that her sister had fought so hard to repair. Given that the Valkyrie, the young Goddess, was taking up the role that Etro had seemingly abandoned in her death, the woman known only as ‘Lightning’ took it upon herself to use the extra day she had earned in retrieving these Artefacts. If more Chaos was brought back to her world and combined with the great, seething pool of spirits, than maybe she could save others. But it seemed nothing was ever just -- that easy.
After releasing its Fira Spell the foul tempered Behemoth chuckled, turning his lips up as the goofy dog frantically flailed about with the flames in an attempt to put them out. The Behemoth was proud of its power and the territorial beast would consume any other rivals to stomp about his territory. He rather liked this place so it was not his territory and these fools his snacks for his pleasure. He was not going to let them get away with hitting him! The beast was pure muscle. A living torpedo of death and destruction. Though behemoth were oddly passive in their environments, once faced with an intruder they were known to go all out. Many of the scarred and jagged cliffs in and around the places they called their home were testaments to their fierce fighting spirit. It has even been said that some Behemoth are capable of calling deadly thunder magic to rain down upon their enemies. Some even say that a Behemoth will go as far as to use the last of their strength to summon Meteors in spite of the victors. They would not only try to render the territory inhospitable, but they would seek to ruin their foes.
The Behemoth laughed out, the sound bellowing out from his chest with a snarl of amusement as his black lips curled over this razor sharp fangs, which were only good for tearing flesh apart. Gripping his Shard Blade with his scarred and pudgy, clawed fingers. Raising his sword he would raise the weapon high above his head. Lightning recognized the attack as a Sunder strike. She moved quickly to raise her hand, in the stead of her shield. In her palm twisted time and space and she would focus her power into slowing it down till it nearly came to a halt. For everyone else things seemed to be proceeding normally, but in for the world time has slowed its progress. This made Lightning seem as if she was going faster than was possible. To the naked eye she would vanish from her standing position as she charged forward with her blade at the ready. When Goofy slammed into the Behemoth’s leg mid-attack that gave her the chance to charge. With her blade out the warrior would use the stumbling beast’s balance to slam her blade into his ankle, sending him careening down onto the ground. Once on the ground the warrior would Launch the Behemoth into the air with a mighty strike. She was powerful and had enough force in her upward slash to send the Behemoth into the air.
“Enough is enough!” She shouted as she drew back her hand, throwing a powerfully condensed sphere of energy toward the Behemoth.
The Ruinga spell met with a mighty force. Lightning followed up her attack by leaping into the air. Even in her full armor she would do so effortlessly, as if flying on the feathers of her skirt. Her body shifted as she spun and came to slam her blade down into the Behemoth using Smite to cast him to the ground with a heavy boom, which followed painfully sounding crunches and snaps when its body hit. The force was enough to shake the ground, but the pair’s attacks were also enough to force the Behemoth’s time to regain speed. Dissipating into crystal dust the Behemoth would crystallize before vanishing back into the spectrum of time. Lightning would land as time regain its natural speed. As she took a breath in she sheathed her blade and looked over to Goofy to see if he was okay, but before she could speak out -- a mighty number of shouts came from down in town where the Gorgonospid was chasing people around, the poor Moogle riding on its back, squealing in panic.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 24, 2014 19:35:39 GMT -5
Millions upon millions of thoughts rushed through Goofy's head as he rushed the giant creature. He never fought on his own before for he always at least had Donald by his side. There was no time to think only to attack. All he had to do was get it off its balance then he could overpower the beast, then he could get to fixing up his home before Max or Sylvia came to visit.
As his shield connects with the behemoth's digitrade limb, the beast was flung into the air. This was a surprise because enemies usually fall to their backs when he charges them. He had to remember this for next time. Goofy waited for the behemoth to drop down so that he could lay a second attack, then all of a sudden it was encased in a silvery explosion that darkened and reflected the sky at the same time. A soft drop sound came from behind him. He rushed around to see the feather-amour clad woman before him and kinda figured that she had something to do with the explosion.
It began to lightly rain glitter that glimmered around the warrior's armor. Finally having a clear moment, he takes a second to see this woman. Her pink wavy hair nicely accentuated her slim face face. Her armor seemed untouched though by the loo on her face she seems as though she's seen plenty of battle. Her pale skin makes her seem like a ghost in the daylight. Her slim figure makes her perfect for battle though she still gives off some femininity almost motherly.
"Wow, what a woman." Goofy thinks to himself as he takes a couple seconds to look at her.
Umm... Goofy?
"Yeah?"
Don't you hear that?
"Hear what?"
Oh I don't know, maybe the screams of terror coming from town!?
"Oh yeah the screams of ter... SCREAMS OF TERROR!" He runs past the tree to see a group of people running from a giant dog. It's skin sort of resembled that of the Behemoth. Figuring that they may have come from the same world, he knew that the two were equally as vicious. Running toward town, he stopped and had an idea, "I know Maxi won't mind." He ran back to his destroyed home, walking through the debris he made it to whatever was left of his garage.
He began moving all debris from a particular area. After moving what used to be his living room floor, he pulled out a motorcycle that his son Max has been working on. With the key already in place, he started up the bike and drove it out toward the woman. Without thinking of slowing down Goofy grabbed the Woman and placed her in the side car. "Sorry about that, but this'll get us there in a jiffy *uhyuck*. By the way, the name's Maximilian Goof, but you can call me Goofy" He explains while driving to town into the next battle.
The drive was quick and just in time for one of those dogs had Horace in a corner ready to pounce. "Hold on" placing his arms around her back. He lines up the bike and leaps off with woman in hand and crashes the bike into the dog and away from Horace.
While Goofy gets to his feet, Horace approaches him. "Thanks Sir Goof, I didn't expect to see you again let alone be saved by you"
"Not a problem Horace. Now get outta here and I'll see you at the next card game"
Horace ran away as fast as he could and Goofy looked at the bike wreckage. It began to lift and move. The dog survived the crash and began to attack the bike as though it was alive. It looked over toward goofy and walked toward him ready to eat.
"Aww. Here we go again" He sighs as he picks his shield up once again.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 4, 2014 9:52:38 GMT -5
DATA TAGS. Next~!
WORDS. 703
NOTES. I've fallen out of sync with the pace of others. |
to the soldier, the civilian, the martyr, the victim.
THIS IS WAR
Light was not always the most patient person when it came to the raw truth of combat. It was never a smart idea to allow battle to draw on for longer than was necessary. Go in, hit hard, hit fast. This was always a decent pace to take battle, at least for the speedy warrior. With the Behemoth taken down quickly enough, Light would be able to avoid the risks that came with extended combat with such a devilish fiend. Behemoths had the capacity to ruin the land around them with their blades and horns. Even if it was a territory they wanted or owned, they would destroy it in spite.
The goofy dog danced off muttering something or another, but Lightning had to find that damn Moogle and Artefact. Was the man talkinto himself? It sure seemed to be the case, but it wasn't important right now. The Goddess of Time shifted her weight, head turning down the roadways. The Moogle likely took flight down the familiar path. The Moogle she knew detested fluttering too high from the safety of the ground, even if those wings were, strangely, more than capable of taking a Garuda's altitude.
Light had to make haste. With that Moogle obviously activating the Artefact, be it accidentally or purposefully, she had to reclaim the solidified mix of time and chaos so it could be returned. When an object stayed out of its time for too long it began to affect the reality of that dimension. Light could not afford for this calm, sleepy town to become a victim of the unpredictability of Chaos. But before the Valkyrie could run the golden road to Nike, someone grabbed at the junction between her armored neck and pauldron. She was forced back, the familiar sound of a cycle's motor humming behind her. She had, at first, assumed she was being pulled from the vehicle's direct path, so she did not immediately struggle. But when she felt her gravity dip much lower than was necessary she fought to right herself, only to end up with her tush in the sidecar of the motorbike.
With her legs all awkwardly twist up she had sunk butt first into the vehicle's buddy seat. The warrior's face flushed a cotton candy pink before she pulled her hands up the her bare legs and forced them down against the whiplash inducing speed the dog blazed down to Nike at. She shook her head, forcing her twist of strawberry blonde hair over her shoulder. She pouted in anger at the suddenness of the action and the unexpected embarrassment of the exposing position. She held her hands on her knees, legs now presses closes as if her half feathered skirt would fly away.
"Are you insane?!" She blurt out to cover up her own problems.
She calmed a bit as the dog introduced himself with a rather appropriate nickname. She narrowed her eyes and turned her head away. With a sigh she brushed back her bangs. She fought the scowl crawling over her features before she nodded.
"Lightning." She returned. "That's what you can call me." It was neither her name nor something she wished to continue to be.
It became tiresome being a destroyer. All she wanted to do was protect her family and friends. She had no one else, no other reason to survive.
"Let's just hurry!" She pushed.
When they arrived Lightning could see the carnage and chaos already trickling out from the Artefact's handiwork.
"Wait, what are doing!?" She was quick to protest this time around as Goofy grabbed her, the speed of the bike not once diminishing.
She knew what was coming!! The Valkyrie found herself on one knee, barely able to catch herself after being thrown from a moving vehicle. The Goronospid did not like being offered a ride and tore apart the bike best it could with that fang filled jaw. Looking around Light could catch sight of the Moogle, who had luckily been thrown off the Gorgonospid's back upon the impact. The white time traveler took shelter under the overturned sidecar. In the meantime Goofy and Lightning were forced to face one of Nova Chrysalia's apex predators. Lightning drew her blade and stood ready. Gorgonoapids were fast and hit hard, a deadly combination. It would only be a matter of catching it off guard when it charged....
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Post by Deleted on Oct 21, 2014 18:12:46 GMT -5
Tiny Moogles, Big Adventures! ! It had been a very long time since she had been to Disney Town. Why, the last time she had been here had been years ago, when her bakery was first destroyed. A boy had brought her here so she could seek sanctuary. Smiling with her hands behind her back, she strolled down the streets. She had been much younger then. As a friendly breeze ruffled through her yellow and baby blue sundress, she let the memories flood through here. This was the town where she had met her friend Zidane, as well! It had always been a rather happy town...well, with the exception of that haunted house. Antique was still not a fan of those. Either way, this town brought about so many happy memories! Maybe this was exactly what she needed to bring up her spirits; everything had been about a fight lately. And as much as she longed for things to be simpler, she now had this power, though undeveloped, to protect people! And she would use it!
As she was looking around the shopping buildings (she had set up temporary shop here at one point), she spotted a most curious thing. Was that...
Was that a floating teddy bear?!
What an adorable little toy!, she thought to herself as she reached her hands out to the creature and plucked it out of the air. Unknowing to her, it was something that was actually alive, but to her, it was a mere clever, but fluffy adorable toy! Squeaking with joy like the young girl she was, she brought the thing to her chest and hugged it to her chest. Growing up as she did, toys came to her few and far in between--it was not as if she were poor, she just had no time for cute things like this. Which was probably why her pastries were always so cute; in some unconscious desire to have a simple toy. Holding the Moogle to her chest, she glanced around the market--where was the vendor for this thing? Perhaps she could not keep it for herself, but she was sure there was a kid out there that would definitely enjoy such a cute toy like this!
Instead of seeing a vendor though, she saw people running and screaming--and a...a flash of pink hair.
No way. Could that--could that seriously be?!
She held the creature closer to her, causing it to squeak without notice. And...and...what was that creature doing? What exactly was going on in this town? And why was that scary looking creature eating that vehicle?! ~
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credit to Rach of Delusional & LS Edited by Ou Rex Draco[/quote]
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