Aug. 29th, 2011

[identity profile] glorious-mercy.livejournal.com
[The feed comes on to show Sephiroth currently out on the streets of Port Royal, at first he doesn't say anything to the device yet despite turning the feed. Instead his attention is on taking down the strange ducks floating in the street and yelling for what people are huddled on the streets to get out of the street and inside. He's already seen just what the fowl is capable of once and has no desire to see more citizens fall to it, even if releasing them is a relatively simple matter of destroying the ducks around them.

Fortunately he is capable of taking them out at a distance and what few attempt to get in close are either taken down anyway by him or by the espeon standing just behind him but the lavender feline is careful to remain out from underfoot as he moves in taking down the dark ducks.

It's actually a good minute, nearly two before he finally turns his attention to the camera.]


These ducks are easily killed for those able to do so at range, but be cautious. They appear to render those they touch comatose--locked into a tortured sleep until the one that is the direct cause of it is slain.
[identity profile] faithfulthunder.livejournal.com
[Ever since she finally got her friends on the gummi ship to Port Royal - Ami had a lot of fun inspecting the ship, and there was a debate about what exactly to where - Makoto has been eager and excited. She has a bag packed with the requested okonomiyaki and other things she's made, as well as a change of clothes. She's come dressed the part, since she heard it was a town on the water, but she's more than ready to defend herself when needed.

After all, even if Kotetsu-san had offered to protect them, the girls couldn't let him do everything. Especially not Makoto. If someone attacked her friends, she'd be the first to strike back.]


Ah, the sun feels so nice! Let's go!

[Hopefully it wouldn't take too long to find him, and even if this didn't turn out to be the relaxing vacation they envisioned, they'd make the most of it.]

[Video]

Aug. 29th, 2011 03:53 am
[identity profile] vain-wildcard.livejournal.com
[It's a rather lovely day for flying and it's quickly enough obvious the man is on a ship of some kind, the wind toying with the silver-white hair around the scarred face. After a moment, there's a view of another airship of a different model gaining and then rising up beside the one that Setzer is on.

However without any warning given the second ship suddenly is engulfed by a fiery explosion, causing the scarred man's expression to go from relaxed and pleased to one of shocked disbelief and then horrified as he screams out the name of a certain woman. Shrapnel is flung from the exploding wreck of the other ship and it rips through the ship Setzer is on, causing parts of his own ship to catch fire or in some places explode and it isn't long before he finds himself with the choice of going down with the ship or jumping overboard and praying the fall into the water doesn't kill him. The smoke and heat cause his lungs to burn and he finds himself trapped at the edge of the ship, forced to make a decision soon or it'll be made for him. He backs up against one of the rails to buy perhaps a little more time, but the metal gives away from behind him dumping the man overboard into the sky.

Fortunately for the man, he wakes before his body hits the water below, violet eyes wide and still holding the terror inspired by the events of the nightmare for a good several seconds before he sees two things which catch his attention. The ruined remains of what might have once been a duck and the departing back of a tall man in black accompanied by a rather strange looking feline. Setzer's not certain what had occurred, trying to reassure himself it was only a bad dream...except for the two undeniable facts that he's soaked in sweat and his lungs hurt something fierce as if he's actually been forced to breath in heated smoke-filled air. He lifts a hand to briefly cover his face and calm his nerves before also noting the communicator near by and upon retrieving it, shuts off the feed that he has no memory of ever turning on.]
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[personal profile] sechstel
[When he had departed for Agrabah, Zexion hadn't counted on ending up in a fight. Unfortunately that was what he was forced to do shortly after arrival on the sandy world, destroying the ducks which came after him with magic. More unfortunate seemed to be the small fact that disposing of the first attacks earned him the ire of further attention by other ducks. Considering the small fact they attempted to use illusion on him, and their apparent mindless manner of attacking him, much like pureblooded heartless were wont to do; he decided to not even bother with illusions and instead worked to put distance between himself and the ducks.

The communicator ended up unfortunately falling to the sands during the fight and a burnt piece of duck hit it and bounced off into the sands, causing the feed to static into life and grant a slightly sand obscured view of a person dressed in complete black leather, from boots and pants beneath the coat to the lengthy coat itself.

Unfortunately, the view only goes up to the man's waist, but also visible beyond the man are ducks attempting to converge on him and being struck down with rather strong bolts of thunder magic. The powerful bolts of lightning searing the plastic toys into pieces and highlighting the man as they strike their targets. It's only a moment later after that display of destruction, that the unknown figure turns and steps closer to the communicator, a very brief view of the front of the bottom part of the coat, a seconds gleam of the sun on something silver lining the inside edge before the screen is blocked out by a black leather clad hand and the feed is shut off.]
[identity profile] toseehimsmile.livejournal.com
[Lizzie sat, dead bodies surrounding her, her hands placed against her head. She was crying, she couldn't stop crying, her body felt numb and scared, all around her bodies laid dead, lifeless and cold. Her dress stained with thier blood, damaged by the raising water down below as well as the amount of damge the monsters dealt with themselves.

She didn't want to move, she couldn't leave his side even though he was no longer here, she failed, she couldn't protect him...she never even got him to smile one more time and this only made her cry more. As she sat there crying over the death of her loved one, a figure slowly stood up among the pile of the dead, slowly making it's way towards the girl.

Elizabeth just cried and cried until she couldn't cry anymore as she slowly moved to holding him close.]


I'm sorry Ciel. I'm sorry I couldn't protect you.

[She started to shiver, not wanting to let go, but knowing she still had to find the way out before the water caught up with her. She had to now carry both Ciel and herself up where the others were, she knew she had to and she knew Ciel after this would need to be put to rest in the proper manner a noble should be.

She turned around, placing him on her back as she finally spotted the figure coming towards her. She was scared, nothing she could use and the only way out was past the monster. The zombie went for her, as Lizzie had taken a step back, tripping over a dead body and fell, thedead body of Ciel landing a distance away.]


Ciel...

[She tried to reach her arm out to reach him, touch his hand at least as more of those... things had started to make there way towards her as for one final time, a tear rolled down her face.]

I'm... sorry.
[identity profile] ladiesmonkey.livejournal.com
[When the feed blips on, it's not exactly a clear picture. In fact, it looks like someone's gone and butt-dialed the network. That someone also seems to be running from the sound of fabric scratching against the microphone. Finally, the screen lights up--yay, no more pocket--and the monkey holding it slooowly comes to a stop.]

[Seems he's been running a while, because he's out of breath and leaning on a nearby pole. He does seem to finally notice that the feed is recording--or at least that's what he thought from what the weird moogle told him earlier.]


Whew... Finally lost 'em...

Hey, just a note, don't let yourself get caught in the wrong area here... Jeez, you try to pickpocket one creepy shadow thing and the whole horde comes after you...

[Zidane finally stands up straight from that pole and begins walking.] Name's Zidane. Zidane Tribal. [He points to himself with his free hand.]

So, can anyone tell me what's happenin' here? Some crazy moogle told me my world was eaten by darkness or something like that... but... Eh, I just got done savin' the world. I'd like to take a break...

So if someone could point me in the direction of Alexandria... I got a pretty girl to get back to.
[identity profile] executionerrose.livejournal.com
[Video / Action Disney Castle ]

[ He had tried to avoided the ducks, he had tried to destroy them, but there were just too many. One made its way past his defenses and…

A BLINDING EXPLOSION

… rocked through the building leaving Chloé as one of the few people still standing in the now decimated garden. People who had arrived for a fun wedding celebration were now bloodied and torn by the force of the blast. Their anguished screams filled the night air. There was nothing Chloé could do but take off his formal dinner jacket and wrap it around the frightened older lady who was struggling to come to her senses by his feet.
This wasn’t possible…

Chloé was unusually composed as he made his way through the rubble of the once elegant party. Only when he came upon a figure did he stop and react with a start. The bloodied body of a young women wrapped in the now stained white dress of a new bride.]

Christine?

[He knelt and even knowing what the answer would be beforehand checked for a pulse. Of course there was none. She had died instantly in the blast. ]

It didn’t… not this way…
[identity profile] wickedcultured.livejournal.com
[The inside of the Banora Mines are seen followed by Genesis hitting the ground a loud THUD. Except he doesn't look as he normally does. Gone is his vibrant auburn hair, flawless skin, and bright mako blue eyes. He now has pure white hair, his skin is ashen and there are visible cracks along his face and neck, his eyes are a dull, dark gray. His breathing his rasping in his chest as he pushes himself up but a rather familiar black boot presses down onto his chest, keeping him there. His Rapier is off to the side and the long, thin Masamune is pressed delicately to his brittle neck.]

How the mighty have fallen~.

[He winces, turning his face away from the blade.]

What are you even doing here? You're suppose to be dead!

Oh ho, am I now? Do I look dead to you?

[Sephiroth grinds his foot into Genesis' chest, cracking is heard and the once-redhead winces terribly and struggles to get Sephiroth's foot off of him. Quickly, he fires off a fireball right into Sephiroth's face. The once proud SOLDIER, now fallen to madness, backs away from the fire and Genesis is quick to roll over and weakly grab for his sword, getting to his feet. Blood is dripping down his chin, but his ignores it in favor of keep his eyes on Sephiroth.

But it looked like he has help in the form of a cream-colored nine-tailed fox who fires a devastating flame throwing attack. Genesis doesn't recognize the creature but in his weakened state, he will take the help. But Sephiroth was a known for his awesome power for a reason and with a swipe of his sword, the fire is dispersed. Still, he has been burned slightly, but the fox dodges the sword with ease. She is going to protect Genesis, no matter what.]


You have become so weak that you must seek help from an animal? Hn. Pitiful.

[Genesis doesn't know why, but when Sephiroth flew at him at a devastating speed, the first thing he did was grab the fox and launch himself into the air, his wing beating hard. He drops the fox into a ledge, safe and away from Sephiroth, before Genesis dives back down. He may be weaker and easier to wound, but he, too, was a SOLDIER. He wouldn't fall easily!]
[identity profile] mrsbrisby.livejournal.com
[Video / Action]

[ The mud bubbled and popped as the cement block slowly began to sink beneath the dark brown liquid earth. The cries of the children… “Mother, mother! There’s mud coming in!”

And she couldn’t do anything! The block was too heavy to lift! The pulleys and ropes the rats had been using to move her home were destroyed!

Mrs. Brisby was frantic as she ran back in forth trying in vain to secure fresh rope lines to her home. To save her children, the ones she cared the most about! But, the lines kept snapping and the mud kept pulling.
Finally as she was grabbed from behind by one the rats trying to help and pulled to safety before she too was sucked down into the mud.
She didn’t want to leave them! Her children! The rat had too strong a hold on her and no amount of struggling allowed her to break free and run back to her sinking home.

NO!

The cement block disappeared below the waves of dark mud. Her children were gone…

Suddenly a brilliant light flashed to life. A bright red glow that for a moment blinded everything. The stone she was wearing around her neck, filled with the courage of a heart struggling to save those most precious to her, unleashed its power.
The nightmare duck shuddered and melted beneath the warm light… freeing Mrs. Brisby from her nightmare and leaving her exhausted from the event. ]
[identity profile] lightguiding.livejournal.com
[The video of the nightmare abruptly starts as the communicator clatters to the floor, dropped by its owner. Aqua is thrown back against a large rock face with a dull smack, debris dislodging from the impact around her. It's all she can do to keep her grip on her Master's Keyblade. Stepping into view is a masked boy with a strange, red and black weapon in hand, and a bald man, elderly and stooped with age. He smiles, unnatural yellowish eyes wide, and speaks in a hoarsely amused voice.]

It seems your strength has grown, Master Aqua. But now you are outnumbered and outmatched. Where are your beloved friends to help you in your most desperate hour of need?

[The dream isn't dissimilar from what Aqua has experienced before; in fact, it's like a continuation of a past battle. But although the old Keyblade Master and his apprentice are present, she no longer has the assistance of her two best friends, nor the protection of her armour. Alone she could defeat either of them, but together, they're an overwhelming force. The only reason she hasn't been killed so far is because they're merely toying with her, trying to make her suffer as much as possible.

Aqua is trapped between them and the cliff at her back, cornered but defiant. Even in the dream state, she knows Ven is safe; there's only one person on her mind.]


Tell me! What have you done with Terra?!

[The masked boy lets out a short, chilling laugh.] If I were you, I'd worry more about myself.

[Aqua leans on the rock for support as she struggles to rise to her feet. In retaliation, the old man shoots an ice spell at her. She's too slow to react. The jet of ice strikes her foot, a covering of frost beginning to spread across her leg and as it becomes frozen immobile. She grits her teeth, but betrays no other sign of pain, glaring at the two. The boy looks on impassively while the old man still looks amused.]

You see? For all your talk of friendship, you're just as great a fool as Eraqus. And so you will meet the same end.

No! I won't let you hurt anyone else...! Never again! [She staggers to her feet, and regardless of her battle wounds, there's fury in her eyes. She raises Eraqus' Keyblade. As she focuses, energy gathers around the end of it -- and shoots out.

An immense Mega Flare spell is launched at the two. The helmeted boy breaks out into maniacal laughter, then the explosion engulfs the screen in blinding white. The feed cuts as the communicator is caught in the ensuing blast.]
[identity profile] booyaka.livejournal.com
[There were several boxes outside the front door as Selphie slung her nunchaku into its holster, intent on exploring the outer wall of Radiant Garden. Instead, she picked up one of the many small boxes and opened it. She sees a rubber duck and pulls it out of the box with the start of a smile before she collapses onto her side. Those from outside the dream, will find her curled up on herself as she begins a dream she wished she'd long since forgotten.

Gunfire rips through the air with an intense crescendo as a little girl is being carried through a thickly forested area near a place called Timber. There's a woman to her left with long brown hair and gentle green eyes that were narrowed in stubborness as she nodded at her daughter whose eyes were wide with fright. What was happening? Everything was going by so far as she cast a wide-eyed look up at the sandy haired man who was carrying her.]

Daddy...?

[Bullets flew inches past the little girl's face as she started to scream. A hand clapped over mouth as she hugged close against the man's chest. Her little arms clung to his neck as the bullets continued soaring through the air. She was terrified beyond belief. They hadn't done anything wrong. Why were those people chasing her? Those people were usually very kind so what had changed today?

A shrill scream filled the air as Selphie's mother fell to the ground. Her blood began pooling around her from the shot had slain the woman the perky brunette would barely remember. They were a family so why did they have to die? The man crushed his little girl tighter to him as he realized that they were surrounded. The Galbadian grunts formed a tight ring around father and daughter as Selphie stared at them all, wide-eyed with something beyond terror. She clawed at her father's shirt as he got down on his knees and whispered comforting words to his little girl.

If anyone in the Tilmitt family deserved to live on, it was their only daughter. Guns cocked in the distance and were pointed at them both. Selphie stared at the guns for a second before she was enveloped in her father's protective coccoon. It was his last gift to his little girl.]

L-live Selphie... GAH!

[Bullets rattled into the man's body as his blood poured onto the little girl who began screaming for them to stop as tears streamed down her face both in the dream and real life. It was too much for her to take again. Magazines were eventually spent as her father collapsed to her left and Selphie, coated in the man's blood sat up and began shaking the man.]

Daddy? Daddy, wake up. I wanna go home. Daddy, wake Mommy up. I want her to tell me another story about the baby train. Daddy...? Why're you bleedin'? Do you need a bandaid?

Look at this child, she's innocent...

Commander, your orders?

Bring the girl with us.

[The soldiers came and collected Selphie. They plucked her off the ground with ease as she began crying for her parents to get up and save her. They let her scream herself to sleep as they strapped her into a seat to bring the little girl back to Timber.

The rebels had been eliminated. The only survivor was an orphaned little girl who was the only witness.]
[identity profile] blitz-acing.livejournal.com
[Zanarkand Dome. The splashes of stars in the surrounding night sky would normally be peaceful, beautiful, but here they only serve as a reminder of what this place used to be, and what it now is: Dead. Tidus can be seen jumping, looking around in confusion. Hadn't they been there before? Yuna, and the rest of the guardians stand nearby, watching as Yunalesca appears.]

Have you made your choice?

[Yuna nods and steps forward, declaring Auron will be the Final Aeon. Some distant part of Tidus wonders if that's even possible for a dead guy, but right now he has to argue against it since no one else seems bothered by Yuna dying in the least.]

Yuna, don't do this. You can't! Don't do this again--!

[He tries to run, but something is stopping him, keeping him frozen in place. Yunalesca looks at Tidus, almost with...sympathy.]

You can not save her. It was never in your place to begin with. It's a pity anyone filled your head with dreams that said otherwise.

[A gruffer voice laughs before Jecht walks into view.]

Crybaby! You couldn't save me, and you ain't going t'manage savin' her either! Now everyone's gonna die. 'Cause of you.

Shut up!

[But the words are soft, as if traveling through cloth, and everyone goes back to ignoring him and watching as he turns into the Final Aeon and "kills" Auron, swiping at Yuna and ending her life as well. Her body falls, graceful yet limp, and Tidus wants to run toward them and trying to stop it, but he just keeps staring at their open, blank faces. The room goes silent. Everyone else disappears. Tidus is shaking.]
[identity profile] filchedfruit.livejournal.com
[ There's way too many ducks flying around. It's a good thing that Joluk has managed to obtain a decent bow with plenty of arrows. He's doing a pretty good job of shooting them.]

These things really are creepy.

[ He's shooting more of them. A few of his shots miss.]

Damn, I really did get rusty! I've been out of practice for way too long.

[ There are some more successful shots,then another miss.]

What the...?

Did that one just laugh at me?

[ A duck swoops towards him and he barely dodges it.]

Crap! That was way too close!

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