the cracks in our memories can't change the bonds in our hearts
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to Simple and Clean, an au post-3D Kingdom Hearts roleplay.
After Xehanort removed the chains of memories linked not to people, but to objects and events - the keyblade, the Princesses of Heart, and Kingdom Hearts itself - the heroes found themselves living in a world where they are... ordinary. Where they are highschool and college students, parents or siblings, and living in a world not too far removed from our own.
Casting his spell cost Xehanort strength and time, but he's begun to move - and not everyone had their memories pulled. How will the worlds react to the return of the darkness when the light doesn't know to stand against it?
Events
Xehanort's awakening is at hand, and with it has come the beginning of the destruction of his spell.
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Stuck in a twilight the night and day seemed equal out, always leaving a since of comforting stable conditions. This constant same lighting was a slight comfort, knowing it will never change, was a small illusion of how rollercoaster his family and life had became. Taking a walk at various random times of the day always left a small sense of familiarity, that was oddly comforting, like a long forgotten happy memory. A very memory he blamed was his childhood running around creating antics, before the family fallout cause an almost imbalance that made his antics go up a full level and almost empty in their fun times. Luckily he found Lae who had helped even this out, slowed down his angsty pace, that only grew with Xion. Slowing him down even more, still rude, still giving looks at anyone who crossed him. Just left a small emptiness with her recent moving. It wasn't even about her leaving, it almost felt like there was something more as if he went through this exact feeling loneliness emptiness...
Walking through the town enjoying the small stars barely visible through the twilight almost always shining from the slight perfect light pollution balance. He found a small familiarity looking up thinking, no wondering, what Xion was up to. This pushed aside with simple statement of she was fine, she was fine, simple cellphone call away. Everything was fine, everything was fine.
His brother was showing that he was getting better, maybe they could even hang more. Then there was his other brother, he wasn't sure how he felt about the youngest of the trio. The kid was the result that ended up shattering his parent's marriage, drove his brother away, broke everything. He knew deep down the kid wasn't at fault, just all of it was stupid? Maybe nothing would have happened if the boy wasn't born? He had no clue, just... Why did his mom do it? Dad was cool, kind, and just why did she do it?
Sulking, rebelling, fighting some inner struggle. Depressing, wasn't it? He noticed a figure in the distance, somebody was out and about, he called out to it. Something to feel humane. "Hey! What are you up to, huh?" He walked up shoving his right hand into his pocket caressing the cellphone inside, a small comfort item.
A scion from the world of Eorzea. She lost herself when her world fell to darkness, and exists only by tying herself to the power of the dreams of the sleepers of her world. When they awaken she will die, but she will accept this fate gladly.
Dream Eater
24 Y/O
Female
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Truth Seeker
Rped by: Komory Bat
Even er I must end my life to save my world, t'would be a sacrifice I know would not be in vain.
Post by Y'shtola Rhul on Sept 22, 2017 3:35:12 GMT
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The sight of the sun, even as low as it was hanging in sky, was one that Y'shtola hadn't seen it... how long now? Ages it felt... ages it must have been. How long since her world had been swallowed up, since darkness had overtaken it and the inhabitants had fallen to sleep since she had been forced to relinquish any grip she had on her own life, her own body...
Ah.
One ear flicked back at the sound of approaching footsteps, and a small smile played across her lips long before the other called out to her. She had been distracted, head tilted-- but not distracted enough for him to surprise her, to sneak up on her. Her pale tail gently swayed behind her as Y'shtola started to turn, one shoulder shrugging as she let her head cant fully to the side.
"I would say I was admiring the view, but it's an activity I oft have difficulty with as of late." One hand lifted up to tap at her the side of her face, gesturing towards her silver and glassy eyes.
"Even if that t'were not what I was doing, though, I confess that I'm unsure why it would matter to you. Er I've forgotten, we're strangers, are we not?" Words followed by a shrug of both shoulders.
A woman with.. were those cat ears? One of those creepy Furry fans? He watched slightly distracted as the woman turned ears moving with her movements, who was this? She certainly was new to the small Twilight town. She spoke with the smoothness one would expect from a cat purring, causing him to observe and listen to her closely. wait? What? As she explained difficulties of observing the view, it was there? In view? What a co-Ooh she was blind. He stared the blind silvery eyes practically gawping at them, how unusual to see in public. To.. See a blind furry. Where they contacts? Misleading?
"I-i-it.. Yo-yo-you looked lonely, i don't know." He stumbled heart pounding trying to express the sudden uncertainty attempting to break contact blush crossing his face at how horrible he was to stare for so long. Now looking anywhere but straight at her, just speaking softly. "I uhh... was... Feeling.. Lost. Saw you, and you seemed... lost " He kinda coughed on the last part the blush growing brighter. What was he to do now? Would it be awful to just walk away? Would it be inconsiderate to keep staring at her? Observing her? His heart pounded, his hands slowly clinched to fists before relaxing stepping up closer to her looking down slowly began to explain what he saw, his mind thinking of Xion. "It-its... A mixture across... Like a... Darkness and Light meet as one.. Warm with hints of reds mixed together. I-I.. its like the light dancing on the clouds far out of reach.. Stars shining there ever still.. ever silent." He felt his heart clinch, xion.
A scion from the world of Eorzea. She lost herself when her world fell to darkness, and exists only by tying herself to the power of the dreams of the sleepers of her world. When they awaken she will die, but she will accept this fate gladly.
Dream Eater
24 Y/O
Female
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Truth Seeker
Rped by: Komory Bat
Even er I must end my life to save my world, t'would be a sacrifice I know would not be in vain.
Post by Y'shtola Rhul on Sept 22, 2017 23:42:11 GMT
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Light laughter escaped her at how awkward he had suddenly become. "And where has the brash young man who accosted me moments ago gone? I would swear a kit has replaced him instead." A light press of her lips, a gentle quirk along the edges-- was she smirking at him?
She wasn't trying to, but Y'shtola found an almost perverted sense of amusement in how embarrassed others became when they realized her disability. It was something that she was learning to live with and something she had already accepted, so why was it that it was always another who turned it into a bigger deal than it was?
"The loss of my eyesight was a recent one. I've seen sunsets before..." She allowed her voice to trail off as the Miqo'te turned, tail swaying lightly as she seemed to glance up towards the sky. A pensive moment passed as she let out a heavy exhale before smiling. "Ah... but thank you, though. I can appreciate the gesture."
Her eyesight had been lost but she could see aether -- 'hearts', in other words. At least that was what Y'shtola had gathered they refered to it in these worlds. It was an energy that was bound inside near everyone and she could see it tightly wound in his chest, oddly fractured and sewn together. Had something happened to him...? Or was that just how those who lived here appeared? "Is there a chance I might get to learn the name of the young one who approached me?"
The blush only thickened as she pointed out how obvious he was acting about the whole blind thing. How did she even know? Wait, wasn't there something about stronger senses like ears and smell? Was that it? His heart pounded wondering if that's how she managed to get this far to see this high view. What else did she have problems with? He couldn't even imagine it, not being able to see.. anything. "I-I... It-it just your eyes, ho-ho-how do you kno-know" He asked pointing slightly toward her face his heart pounding, he shouldn't haven't approached this individual.. She would be upset he ran away, cowardly, wouldn't she?
She mentioned about how she had seen sunsets before, he felt as if he had been shot in the heart. of course she had. He felt a slight darkness across his heart thinking, no pitying, that she would never see again. What was worst? Knowing what it looked like? Or never know? Just have it taken away? "I-I'm sorry..." He whispered softly unsure to be upset for trying to explain it to her like an idiot.. Or upset she knew exactly what it looked like and seemed alright with incapability to see it. Was he apologizing for having sight? While she, did not?
"...learn the name of the young one who approached me?" The words spread out soothing like a cat gently touching the skin, it had taken a moment for them to process his head. Too busy thinking of life being blind, suddenly happy for his own life. How crappy it might have seen after everyone left him.. Again and Again. "Oh right! name. Rock-Rock-Ass." Super bright flash of red, "ROXAS!" He screamed squeakiness of disbelief he made such a mistake, slightly squirming. Why did this blindness bother him so much? Or was it how vulnerable people become? Quickly he huffed out changing the conversation from himself to her. "What's your name?"How did you become blind?
Post by Demyx/Edym Riverson on Sept 23, 2017 3:05:19 GMT
Edym paused walking through town spotting a couple kids talking. He recognized Roxas having seen him around town and he'd helped him from a few problems in the past. And he had a soft spot for the kid. He kinda felt protective of the little guy and he wasn't really that little. He chuckled at the thought. He didn't recognize the girl but he waved to the pair and smiled.
"Hello, Roxas. And I haven't seen you before. I'm Edym." said Edym.
A scion from the world of Eorzea. She lost herself when her world fell to darkness, and exists only by tying herself to the power of the dreams of the sleepers of her world. When they awaken she will die, but she will accept this fate gladly.
Dream Eater
24 Y/O
Female
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Truth Seeker
Rped by: Komory Bat
Even er I must end my life to save my world, t'would be a sacrifice I know would not be in vain.
Post by Y'shtola Rhul on Sept 23, 2017 19:12:16 GMT
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One pale brow arched slightly as Y'shtola laced her hands together behind her back. Rock... ass? Roxas. She had experienced people feeling awkward around her before, but never quite to this level. Had something happened to him in the past...?
Her expression softened slightly at that. Before the dream eater could respond, though, a newcomer interrupted their conversation.
"Roxas, Edym." Y'shtola curled one arm around her waist as she leaned forward in a slight bow. The hand that was offered towards her was ignored -- not out of spite, but out of her inability to actually see it. "My name is Y'shtola-" -pronounced 'Yushtola'- "- and I'm happy to've made your acquaintance."
Her tail swished lightly behind her as she turned her focus back over to Roxas. "I'm unsure if the feeling is mutual, however. Not with how Roxas has been acting." Words coupled with a slight laugh.
A voice called out all Roxas could think in that moment was 'oh thank god somebody else'. It was his good friend from a summer ago who helped save his life during a pool party. Something he rather not talk about, however was thankful all the same, he certainly wasn't very smart in his actions. The guy placed his hand in front of him toward the woman, Roxas covered his face with his palm in a small groan before whispering, "Edym, she's blind..." As low volume hoping she didn't heart. His attitude seeming to slide from uncertainty to more confident comfortable position.
He gave a small huff sigh at her comment about how he was acting, not quite sure how to answer for himself. "Uhh. what brought you here? in this town?"
Post by Demyx/Edym Riverson on Sept 24, 2017 6:28:30 GMT
Edym smiled at the woman.
"Yushtola? Interesting name." said Edym.
He turned as Roxas mentioned she was blind.
"Wait you're..."
He trailed off and smiled.
"Wow. I'm sorry to hear that. But at least you still get to hear lovely sounds like music. I'm a musician myself. Maybe I could play my guitar for you sometime?" said Edym.
He shrugged.
"I'm pleased to meet you too. It's been awhile since Roxas and I last spoke. But I'm glad to hang out with him again." said Edym.
A scion from the world of Eorzea. She lost herself when her world fell to darkness, and exists only by tying herself to the power of the dreams of the sleepers of her world. When they awaken she will die, but she will accept this fate gladly.
Dream Eater
24 Y/O
Female
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Truth Seeker
Rped by: Komory Bat
Even er I must end my life to save my world, t'would be a sacrifice I know would not be in vain.
Post by Y'shtola Rhul on Sept 25, 2017 1:59:57 GMT
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Whispering about the blind girl in front of the blind girl was, perhaps, not the best way to try to keep anything a secret from her. Y'shtola found herself canting her head to the side as one hand was propped up against her hip. The conspiratorial tone that he had deemed appropriate to take made the situation even more ridiculous, and she almost shook her head before catching herself -- it would be better to not let on that she had heard what he had said.
"You're a musician?" A blink as she shifted her focus to the newcomer for a moment. Y'shtola allowed herself a small smile as she nodded in response to his offer. "I would like that. I'm sure the music you have here would be..."
And at that her voice trailed off. Blind as she was, there was a light in her gaze -- and for a moment it seemed to dim as the memory of her homeworld, and just what was at stake here, came rising up.
"I... The light guided me here." A short nod, followed by a slight press of a fist up against her breastbone as she curled one arm slightly around herself. "I'm looking for... people who can help me. Do you know of any who wield the keyblade?"
That she shouldn't ask that question, even if this world wasn't suffering from Xehanort's magic and manipulation, was unknown to her. The Warrior of Light, the keyblade wielder from her own world, was known by everyone for what they were. Why would such a thing ever be kept a secret, after all?
The guy lost a step at the mention she was blind, Roxas shot him a slight victory grin, this soon fail as the guy easily regained his footing making a rather smooth take... Smooth Edym Smooth. His eyes slightly glared pointed daggers, no wonder all the girls and couple guys were stalking this guy's music. The woman blinked before recovering with a smile nodding to his offer. Seriously? Just like that?
He felt a slight wave of jealousy and annoyance how easily that musician gained the girl's trust, and just worked her like a flute. What's worst she was just buying into it. Mohawk blonde hair continued on about how he knew Roxas, and completely made Roxas feel like a sudden third wheel. He was here first! dammit! Don't just step in take over! His daggers grew sharper as if he could kill the guy right then and there.
That's when the woman began to stare into empty space, okay that was just down right creepy. His eyes soon found themselves wondering when her whole body almost fell into pause mode, the body structure leaving itself rather.. Explorable, the various muscles showing through. His eyes couldn't help but explore the womanly bits, soon focusing on those cat ears... Those fluffy white-cream-pink ears. He slightly found his hand reaching forward when she suddenly spoke shifting for her fist to be on her breast bone curling in herself. She... looked like a combination of vulnerability and tough warrioress.
She spoke some words, her mouth moving, only noise coming out. He heard not a word just those ears moving, those delicate cat ears. Like a Neko, Furry, something. Did she have a fake tail? no.. wait. real? those ears looked so realistic. Were they hard to the touch? Like those cat dolls? Or soft? A small drool began to gather on his lips as the world blurred out, his hand finally reaching out wrapping around the ears.
He was too far, found himself slowly raising on the tiptoes.. Those ears he just had to know... Where they real? They moved so realistic... They just.. were there. His breathing slowed almost to the point holding his breath, his fingers made contact. His first immediate thought was she's so soft... This soon absolutely followed with warm.... so warm... soft and warm. This soon followed with "Oh shit! They're Fucking Real!" He stumbled back tripping over his own legs to the ground, his wrist slightly frigid with sudden burst of pain forcing himself to catch himself.
Worry instantly spread across his face peering up at the Neko, that was truly a neko. His face completely hot to the touch and warm.
Post by Demyx/Edym Riverson on Sept 25, 2017 5:48:39 GMT
Edym nodded then realized she was blind and smiled.
"Yes, I am. And sure. We'll just figure out a day and time I can play. Roxas, you can come too if you want." said Edym.
Edym paused as she spoke about light guiding her here. If she was blind how could light guide her. He was confused. Then he mentioned a keyblade.
"You know it's funny. It sounds familiar like I've heard it before but I've forgotten." said Edym.
He was taken by surprise as Roxas suddenly stepped forward touching her ears and then fell back onto the ground. Edym was stunned but he did hope the guy wasn't too badly hurt. He seemed kinda creepy just now but he didn't want him to get something sprained or whatever.
"Are you both alright?" asked Edym, deciding to check on both of them.
A scion from the world of Eorzea. She lost herself when her world fell to darkness, and exists only by tying herself to the power of the dreams of the sleepers of her world. When they awaken she will die, but she will accept this fate gladly.
Dream Eater
24 Y/O
Female
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Truth Seeker
Rped by: Komory Bat
Even er I must end my life to save my world, t'would be a sacrifice I know would not be in vain.
Post by Y'shtola Rhul on Sept 27, 2017 2:27:36 GMT
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She was too intent to hear their answer to her question to really pay attention to what they were doing. Y’shtola should have been able to tell that Roxas was sneaking up on her in order to grab one of her ears, but instead she had just been waiting to see if they had any idea where the wielder of this world was. Pity… It didn’t seem like there was going to be any information from them. Worrisome for both herself and for them, truly; how was it that they didn’t know-
“Ow!”
A loud yelp escaped her as the dream eater took a stumbling step back, hands flying to her head to clap over her ears in a protective manner. Her tail flicked about in agitation, fur bristling, and she found herself struggling to keep from baring her fangs at the both of them. “Yes, of course they’re real! Why wouldn’t they be, they’re my ears.”
Self doubt was beginning to seep into her core, making her question her assumption that speaking to them was a good idea. In all fairness she hadn’t been the one to approach them but, rather, the other way around -- but it was starting to become clear that they had never seen a Miqo’ before, or that they would be able to provide her with any information on locating this world’s warrior.
When he realized that the kitty cat, who was really truly a kitty cat, did not plan to attack him his posture slowly relaxed less panicky. Edym seemed to have taken control offering to help Roxas up, which the teen quickly nodded accepting the offered hand hoisting himself off the ground. Once standing up straight he quickly dusted himself up looking over at the kitty cat.
Once fully recovered he gave a slight finger pointing, "That's NOT normal. WHAT ARE YOU, some kind of Frea-urry?" he stopped mid-sentence realizing freak made him sound like those school bullies who pushed out the superheroes who just earn their powers... He didn't want her to really hurt her, he did kinda just rudely touched her ears. Is that even possible? There were humans with faces covered with hair, so maybe? Humans with tails, but not that elegant or long! Just, just how does she wear pants at the grocery store without feeling uncomfortable or attracted attention. What else was wrong with with this female?!
Post by Demyx/Edym Riverson on Sept 28, 2017 3:32:26 GMT
Edym sighed and glanced at Roxas after helping him up.
"Kid maybe she was born with them. Or maybe you should just stop asking questions and touch her. It's kind of rude. After all, she's not an animal in the zoo Roxas. So what if she has ears and tail? She's still human. Well sort of." said Edym.
He turned back to her and smiled.
"I hope you're feeling ok. I'd hate for you to leave so soon." said Edym.
Although he wouldn't blame her if she did. Having your ears tugged then asked questions like that would make anyone annoyed. Roxas was kind of lucky he hadn't been slapped. Most women he knew would have done that by now or started flirting at least. And this one seemed more annoyed than angry or flirty. Of course, he could be reading her posture all wrong. He wasn't an expert in women after all.
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