occ - this is an RP type thread. Just post anytime you feel like it. The idea is that, assuming that we all have our RP/EBG character, we are staying in some place....like a fortress or citadel or something (EBG headquarters..duh!). I forget how Korova referred to it in the EBG movies. Obviously, our characters should be able to interact with one another in some way. So I made this thread. Besides, I am planning to kill off my current RP character at some point and replace her >.> <.<
Long or short posts are okay. We're all here to have fun and encourage interaction between our characters since we dont have Korova's movies anymore ;_;
She found herself sinking into the oblivion. A place of eternal darkness. She was being pulled away...but how can it be? This is the dimension she controlled...or contained within her. It was getting difficult to even breathe. She tried to command the air, but nothing happened. Had her own powers betrayed her? Was "it" winning?
Slowly she could feel her own skin peeling away from her body. A pain so excruciating that there was no way to escape except to...
..open her eyes.
Quistis sat up from her bed, breathing heavily while beads of sweat trailing down her forehead. She hoped she did not scream loud enough to wake everyone else.
Those dreams are getting weirder everyday...I cannot even have a decent sleep..
She then put on her silk robe, and a pair of slippers and went out of her room. The huge corridor was dimly lit by candles giving the wall eerie shadows. The castle reeks of evil and darkness as the land's most formidable evil warriors have united to call this place their haven.
She trailed down the majestic staircase and went straight to one of the pantries of the fortress. She opened the fridge to get herself a drink.
"Milk or wine? I wonder who drinks milk here...maybe Spek,since he's such a baby. haha" she said as she pulled out the bottle of chardonnay and poured it over a wine glass. She then sat on a small dining table, waiting for sleep to visit her again.
A lot has changed since the last time. Korova's gone. I wonder where Kitten and Simara are. Keisuke's just wandering around. I just sparred with him recently (reference to our current RPB). I'm glad that Sarah is always around cooking some weird good stuff. Aronel's still his same old self I think. Kaz gave up on moving the sun and changed his name to Lakazoo. While S is always busy with his barrel...*shudders*..some new recruits that I need to know more about...I'm supposed to be one of the leaders of this clan, but I am practically doing nothing. haha shame on me.
"So you cannot sleep too huh? Got some mighty evil plan in mind?" Quistis said as she felt another presence in the room.
*Aronel puts a sign saying "Temple of Fiends" out infront of the building. Then another sign next to it. "Free Doggy*, inquire within *the doggy is an evil stupid b**** who eats damn telephone lines and tries to run away once a week"*
*Goes inside and drinks a litre of milk*
(OCC: I haven't RPed with astarisks in years, and in hindsight, I probably shouldn't have started again)
Archis wandered in leisurely and without care after had having a hard night of work. Aimlessly, he walked into the pantry to find something to drink... or eat... Anything that could remove this uncontrollable emptiness in the pit of his stomache.
"Ooooh boy... The stress of it all. So tired... Can't sleep. Why must things be this way? Why must.." Archis let out a long exasperated sigh, showing his discontent with the style of life hs has been living to this point.
"I'm in the mood for.. Something new... I just... don't know what."
Archis heard the tip-tap of feet on the floor near him as he slouched back into a chair (completely forgetting he came into the pantry for food), with a long deep sigh once more. Sighing seemed to help, temporarily... Archis rested his head on the back of the chair and turned it slightly to the right only to see one of the bosses. Quistis.
"So, you cannot sleep too huh? Got some might evil plan in mind?" Archis said as light heartedly as he could... but he knew she saw through it. She was transcidental. You couldn't fool her with mere voice control - it took a lot more. He, however, was trying to fool no one as his apathy was obvious to anyone.
"I don't sleep anymore... It just seems too waste time... So much to be done... so little time... so much..."
occ- lol archis, my character was the one who asked about evil plans xD
"So much to do? Why? Did Lakazoo or Nix ask you to clean the entire fortress again?" Quistis asked the new recruit Archis. But she saw the seriousness in his face.
"Heh, seriously, what do you need to do that's not gonna let you sleep at all?" she asked out of curiosity. She knew that she shouldn't pry into other people's business but she was just thinking about having to get to know the newer members. Perhaps this could be a start.
Suddenly someone entered the pantry, it was Aronel. He was holding a hammer and took the litre of milk from the fridge and finished it with one gulp.
"So the milk was yours Aronel........What were you doing with that hammer at this time of the night??"
ooc - lmao. Whoops <_<;;. well, I'm kind of sleep deprived and have been for the past few months. So I'll blame it on chipmunks.
Archis sighed slightly and looked Quistis in the eyes. "I don't think you want to know what's got me up at night. It's a long story, anyhow... Ends in my pathetic, emotional demise. But alas... that's in the past." Archis got up, bowed his head to Quistis and began to walk back to his quarters... Hesitantly, he stopped and said "Glad to know that someone in this world still has some apathy."
(ooc - La la la... I don't normally RP. If I suck, just tell me "Telegraph. Get the hell outta here." And I will. Or something.)
"**** this shit. I ain't doin' no ****in' chores for no one."
Just like his parents. These "Evil Bad Guys" treated Telegraph just like his parents had... before he blew their house up, while they were still inside. That moment had been one of his happiest memories from his childhood. Now, Telegraph imagined that if he could get back at these people for such an insult, in ANY way, shape or form possible, such a moment would surpass when he finally rid himself of "mother and father."
Grinning to himself, he pulled out one of his bombs, and lit the fuse. Then, the thought occured to him that these individuals weren't normal people that he was dealing with. When they'd found out what about his little prank, the excuse that it was all in good fun might not get him out of some horrible punishment. So, instead of making a mess of their great hall, Telegraph threw the bomb out the window he was perched on. Once it detonated, he liked to imagine that it hit some unfortunate passerby, on their way to their pathetic "job" so that they could fund their miserable life.
Deciding not to stick around any longer, Telegraph jumped out the window, and into the space where his bomb had just exploded, and disapeared into the night.
Simmy looked at the sign saying "EBG" and grinned. She ran to the door and bounced up the stairs but tripped on the final step which resulted in her sprawling halfway across the floor.
"Vodka survived." She muttered to herself as she brushed herself off and walked inside.
Hearing voices in the pantry, she peered inside.
"Quistis! Been a while *hic* how's things?" she slurred, sitting on the floor.
**i still suck at rping and yes i've become a drunkard, that's english girls for you**
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