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farag0n

(( Ian is only 9 years old so he isn't a teenager yet .. I think ))

The dude with magic skills, Doromu, seemed to blush a little by Ian's words.

"I'm not hitting on you!", Ian grunted.

Not that he really knew what that phrase meant yet, but he had heard it many times. Usually when someone blushed from something. Ian's focus turned to Killjoy since he walked over to them, he seemed to be excited.

"Yea, totally wicked", Ian replied to Killjoy.

Killjoy quickly turned away and went to Dawn. Ian thought Dawn was just like them, a Creator, so he wasn't surprised by this "change". Ian figured Dusk was Dawn's dream self or whatever she called them. It was a bit odd though that Dusk obviously tried to kill them. Dawn was unconscious at the moment, it was probably because of the blow Doromu dealt to her.

Doromu complimented Ian about his actions to save Shia. Ian looked at him for a moment.

"You got the wrong guy.. it was Joker who did that", Ian flashed a grin, "My alter-ego y'know"

After that Doromu mentioned forgetting Ian's name, he suggested Brian. Ian's eyes expanded and his mouth was tightly shut. He was about to explode, his name was quite important to him.

"BRIAN!? What kinda stupid name is that?! I'm Ian geezer! Got it memorized?", Ian's words sounded rude but what can you expect? He's just a kid.

(( Can ye find the referance? Somehow I just know that at least Lokuri will ))

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Fieryfly

((sorry for being so inactive here I could not really come up with something... ))

Suddenly it was all over, Dusk fell thou the flames of the elementalist, she never had catched his name, and the leviathon disappeared. So did the dice and Shia fell down on the ground, smacking with her back on the stones. "Ow.." She moaned softly as she sat up and looked around. Everything changed back to normal even her clothes were as they were before. Does that mean we left the World of Dream and are back in the Real World? Shia wondered as she slowly stood up and turned to Ian.

"Eh.." She started. She wanted to thank him but... he was only a boy of nine, how could she do that the best? She sighed, she was so bad with people. "Thanks for saving me." She said a bit smiling to him. "Or wait tell Joker thanks." She said with a friendly smile.

((I can't see it farag0n ... ))

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lokuri

((OOC: Kingdom Hearts series --> Organization XIII --> Rank VIII --> Axel, the Flurry of Dancing Flames (Real name Lea) --> Friend of Roxas --> Used the saying "Got it memorized?" to make sure Roxas retained information (due to Sora become a heartless for a limited amount of time, Roxas had no memories and had trouble memorizing information).
Har Har! Do not test my Kingdom Hearts knowledge (especially when I have wikia as a back-up (:< )!!!
TIME FOR ANOTHER IMPORTANT POST!!! SO READ IT!!! ))

Dawn's body started to twitch with life, her many rivers of ginger hair tumbling forward as she sat up. Although she looked like her former self, her head was tilted, shielding it from view by her hair. A few seconds passed before, finally, her head started tilting upwards, gazing at all the Creators. Only, there was no iris, no pupil, no life; all that was left was a white pupil held in place by eyelids that positioned themselves in a frightened and curious manner. She rose to her feet, only to stumble forward, clutching ahold of Doromu. Her lips tried to speak, but as she gazed into his eyes, nothing seemed to come out.

Help..., help me..., help me......please! No matter how much she forced, only her lips would form the words, producing no sound. It was quite ironic, the one who brought her back in such a condition being the one she was pleading so desperately to, but it seemed almost...fated. Never-the-less, unless she could actually speak, there was nothing to her begging. She simply looked like she was mocking him or appeared to creepy to be noticed as a victim, but... Suddenly, Dawn's eyes widened and stared blankly ahead, her grip loosening. As if all the life had been drained from her, with only enough to hold herself up, Dawn managed to use that energy to form one sentence: "Who are you?"

But it wasn't her voice that Doromu and the others probably heard. There was an echo all around her, all mono in sound, but each a different pitch. Slowly, while this question continued to ring in the air, lights danced around the room. There were blues, purples, reds, oranges -- all the colors of the rainbow and more, all of which spun around Dawn. One by one, with the voices never fading, each light took a form; that form was of none other than children. From four years old to nineteen, even a few being toddlers, their forms became more and more human. Oddly enough, though the resembled themselves before "death", none of them lost the glow of their light, every part of their body radiating it. Each of them all wore the same thing: a simple robe with chains attached.

((OOC: Dun dun duuun!~ P.S. Those are all the children whose souls were taken and were "implanted" in Dawn. They cannot retain their true (without being made out of a specific light) form due to being comprised of Dawn, but because of the unstableness of Dusk, (as well as the "imprisonment" of Dawn) the spirits got temporary freedom. :o ))

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farag0n

(( Mwa ha ha! Is Roxas the ONLY person Axel kept telling "Got it memorized"? Otherwise, wow, your explanation felt like a slap in the face I wonder why.. ))

Ian was startled by Dawn as she suddenly rose. Ian was even more startled by Dawn's eyes, they were.. empty, so to speak. No pupils nor iris, just two white balls in two eyesockets. It would've been a scary sight for an adult, and for a child.. terrifying.

Ian backed away as Dawn tried to regain her balance, with no success though. She drifted to Doromu's arms and looked at him with those white.. eyes. The feeling she gave was a bit biased. At one point it looked like she was desperately trying to say something, then again on the other hand, she looked like she was mocking. Suddenly, a voice could be heard.

"Who are you?"

Dawn's lips were moving but.. the voice itself was something quite unreal. It was as if 10 or even more people speaking at the same time. There might've been more words, but those were the only one's Ian was able to make out. While the words were still echoing inside the room, a colourful combo of lights started dancing around Dawn. Soon, those lights started having shapes of children. All the figures were chained.. by fate itself?
Ian was frozen with fear, he slumped down next to one of the tanks. He was shivering, not because of cold, but because of fear. One thing was clear in Ian's mind, Dawn wasn't like them. Not.. even.. close.

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jake_holland

I stared in amazement at the milky eyes of sawn as she got up and then my heartbeat was increased by tenfold by the strange voice that was both a roar and a whisper into my very soul with strage lights and creatures following i laughed manically and grabbed at one of the soul things hoping for another fight.

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Overshadowed

(Sorry Farag0n, it was my bad, I assumed everyone was 13+, should have read your Character sheet again =/, my bad once again.)


Doromu held his breath as he laid eyes on dawn, the one he had fallen for before was now a ghost of her former self. He expected to feel hatred, but Doromu could only feel remorse and pity as he stared in to Dawn's soulless eyes.

"I did this to her...." Doromu whispered, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean for this to happen.." Dawn gripped his arm, but the grip felt weak and he knew it was a grasp at reality from the helpless husk. Doromu did not fully understand why he had said sorry, after all, Dawn's other side had attempted murder. Doromu came to the conclusion that it was not Dawn's fault for she did try to save them at the last critical moment.

Doromu cringed as a multitude of voices seemed to emanate from all around, but he saw that Dawn's silent mouth formed the words that were said. "Who are you?" Doromu immediately relaxed, the most magnificent array of colourful lights he had ever seen was within reaching distance. His mouth gaped wide as the lights slowly took on recognizable forms...human forms.

Doromu cautiously passed his arm through one of the ghostly humans, a 16-17 year old male teenager, a cold numbing sensation filled his entire arm as it swept right through the boy. "What are you?" He asked in amazement, to no one in particular.

lokuri

((OOC: This isn't an actual post, but let me further explain the colorful children so that everyone can interact with them for a bit (after all, I'm suppose to only be keeping the plot going on, not really take place in it, otherwise I would have made real character sheets.
Now, the color represents their souls. Each of them have a past that can be told, and they can speak. All that has to be asked is "What happened to you?" or the likes, and they will tell the story of the year 2612. This is your chance to create a tragic story of the events of that year, such as experiencing a black out, noticing the world slowly dissolving by a dark force, the water becoming corrupt and poisonous, etc. Some of them can also be from the years in between 2612-3000. That could help them realize the threat upon Earth all the years during their slumber, and can possibly allow them to remember how they got to Jannai High.
In fact, it is highly recommended to show a flashback of some sort after the explaination that explains how you got in the tubes. Since what Dawn already explained was probably too unreal to believe, it would be easier to understand coming from those that actually experienced The Dream Catcher's hold on Earth.

Hope everyone understands and post. ))

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farag0n

(( Man, I'd love to post but my friggin mind is BLANK. Argh , I hate this

I'll post here when my mind "clears" ))

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jake_holland

(i have been waiting for someone else to post i will post


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