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9 yrs ago
not gonna be around from the 12th to the 17th of august 2017
9 yrs ago
dying under exams so please pardon the lack of posting
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I'm back and that's that
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Expect a posty either later today or on the morrow
Hmmm possibly a different world? OH! how about we all just meet at Milliways, The restaurant at the end of the universe which includes time and matter, for breakfast and all our characters end up sitting at the same table because why not.
Cue chatting, watching the ending of the universe, food being served and all that usual restaurant stuff. Also meeting Benjamin Franklin. And then the adventure begins!

or another idea we start running for our lives on some sort of dangerous world where we're most likely going to die. I vote the Attack on Titan world, ho wants to become delicious?
Well why not Earth? As in the earth where all these characters are supposed to be fictitious/non-existant? It could be our characters arrive through various means in around about the same area as The Incubators when they start harvesting peoples souls.
Although at that point I doubt our characters would be strong enough to fend them off for long so they'd have to retreat with the Incubators hot on their tail. Then we get to the whole bit of them being safe and asking questions about what happened, who each of them are, what to do. ect. :3

Also might be a good idea to drag in that exposition bit from the sign up onto here for future reference.
@Psyga315 Hurray :D
So how many others are we waiting for then before throwing a thread together?
The cold evening air burned through Nintys lungs while sharp stones on the road stabbed her feet. The street was completely empty save for a few cars with their wet rooves shining brightly under the yellow street lights in the light rain.

After a few blocks Ninty was forced to stop under the complaints of her feet, scraped and bloodied with a few more holes in her tights, and pressed her back against a brick wall of a shop. There she stood with head turned upwards to let the rain was over her and while the world around her was still the alarm bells in her head rung louder than ever. It was just too quiet. Even if she hadn’t just come sprinting out of a pub filled with screaming people it would still have felt too quiet.

This was her city and even though this wasn’t anywhere near the centre of Brazen you would still have met at least a dozen people, even at this late hour. Lights were still on, shops were still open, faint music of a gramophone came lazily from an open window down the street and a nearby truck had its doors open filled with grates of fresh fruit for tomorrow. It looked as if everyone had just disappeared.

Looking further down the street Ninty tried to see if any of her friends had followed her. They had been just behind her, she was certain of it. After people started screaming at their performance and then those…things had appeared the band had quickly scrambled out the back door and out the alley. But where were they?

Pushing herself off the wall Ninty then became aware of a tug on her left arm from the strange sword, or more accurately club considering there weren’t any sharp edges along it, in her hand. She had no idea where it come from, possibly she had picked it up in fear somewhere along the way, and whilst it would’ve been easier to have left behind Ninty couldn’t bring herself to. It was oddly comforting to have at least something she could use to defend herself.
“Ah, you have a Key Blade! Kupo!” Came a voice from behind her.

Ninty in her surprise nearly screamed. With nerves shot and adrenaline still pumping its way through her body the elf quickly spun around bringing the weapon up to strike at the being that had scared her. Ninty watched as the thing gave a yelp of painful surprise and slam into the ground, only after a moment did she actual register that it wasn’t a threat but instead on of those ‘Moogles’ which had been appearing lately. Mainly around the docks and other areas of business and trade around Brazen.

“Oh by the Gods I am so sorry, are you okay?” Ninty bent down to help the wounded Moogle back up into the air. It was still odd to see them hovering without actually flapping their wings.

“Yes I’m fine, ouch.” The Moogle held its head with a paw. “But we have to hurry. We have to get you to Renovation. Follow me.”

“Wait, what? Hold on” Ninty followed off after the Moogle whilst trying to ignore her protesting limbs. “What’s going on? Where are you going? Where is everybody?” She ran after the Moogle down a side street lined by the backs of terrace houses, colourful and oddly shaped craft lay.

“Everything will be explained when we get to Renovation.” A door formed on the ships side and the Moogle floated in. “Come on get it in.”

Ninty raised an eye brow at the ship. It didn’t look like any aeroplane she had ever seen before, through process of elimination she had decided it no to be of the water borne variety. Its wingspan was far too small to get in the air even if it had a propeller, plus the door looked to have been built for a human child not for a full grown Elf.
“There is no way I am going to get in there.”

“Just duck and get in, come on we haven’t got all day!” The Moggle then turned its head to look at something inside the ship before turning back to her again. “Actually we haven’t even got half a day, just get in I have a schedule to keep.” And with the Moogle disappeared inside the ship.

This was by far the worst day Ninty had had, although that time she threw up on stage from food poisoning was a very close second. Despite Ninty being very much against going off with some strange creature in an even stranger ship as the last drops of adrenaline faded from her system her resolve seemed to bend under a mix of exhaustion and various aches around her body. And then there were also those things with glowing yellow eyes still out and about in Brazen.
“Well finally.” The Moogle spoke with an air of annoyance as Ninty crouched in order to get in. “Sorry about the door, I was expecting someone much younger to be the Key Blade wielder. Human too. Should be able to fix it when we get to Renovation”

“Key blade?” She replied with some puzzlement not only from the odd phrase but also that it was a lot bigger inside than she had originally thought, but the space to stand up was nothing to turn ones nose at.

“Here.” The moogle handed an envelope to her once Ninty had slumped into the second chair with a worrying creak. “This should answer at least some of your questions.”

But Ninty was too tired to open the letter and quickly fell asleep in the very comfy chair with her limbs resting on the floor. Even the odd whine of the engines and the thud of the ship punching its way out of the world did nothing to disturb her, but her nap was filled with a dream of stars.
@Letter Bee righto I'll get to work on a post :D
Keyblade added and reworked history a little to include Humans. Is everything alright?
ooh this looks cool, would this little lady be acceptable?

p.s. does it have to be a key blade or could it be some other sort of weapon some of characters use? So far I'm thinking maybe an instrument or even gauntlets for this girl. But if keyblade needed then I shall hunt about for one.

Oh bumfluff, I don't have Humans in this world, should I do some reworking to the history?
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