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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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Pulling out from roleplays for a while, hopefully not for too long

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Mac & Cheese


Mac halted mid swing as the woman came to his rescue. One of the first things he noticed was how easily she had dispatched the Heartless with controlled lethality and the image of which seemed to make the Heartless somewhat hesitant to attack again.

The second thing he noticed was her own ‘Sword’ and how it too seemed to have appeared in a flash of light much like his. However while hers was intricate and beautiful in every detail his was a warped and twisted thing. Seeing the threat begin to diminish Mac lowered his own weapon slightly to a position he presumed would allow him to quickly defend himself from any sudden attacks.

“Yes.” Mac replied somehow. “Thank you. I haven’t really had this…thing for long, and I have no idea how to use it.”

“Mac!” A shout came from behind them and Mac visibly cringed.

Cheese sprinted under the arch and skidded to a halt in front of her friend, right next to the other person, already with her own Keyblade summon and held with confidence.

“I keep telling you to stop wondering off!” Cheese angrily shouted at Mac, but kept her attention fixated on the few remaining heartless dancing about. “We don’t know this place Mac, you could get hurt!”

Cheese then glanced momentarily at the woman beside her, also wielding a Keyblade.

“Hey, thanks for helping him. Really appreciate it.”
yoo hoo anybody around? *waves arms*
Join us Bee!

also I have a feeling that at somepoint someone's going to yell at Charles to be quiet :P
Should I post or what?
rawr
In Chroniker 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
go ahead!
I'm just stuck on the idea of Mac thinking of everyone and everything around him as weird.
Mac, you have no right to judge!
Mac


Mac hated being outside. On the contrary he quite enjoyed the occasional midnight stroll through the city streets of London. But this wasn’t London, nor was it night time. Instead the twilight hour provided just enough light to see clearly but just dark enough to produce the occasional chilly wind.

On the plus side, at least I’m not getting stared at as much here than at home. Mac thought to himself as he stomped further up the hill. Must have some real weirdos coming through here then if I don’t stick out that much. Maybe some sort of dog or duck-man or something.

Of all the places in this “Twilight Town” Mac enjoyed the Train Station the most and it was there he was headed. The station had everything if you wanted some time to yourself. It had a view of the trams trundling away, the sun forever sitting on the horizon, some really odd but nice ice lollies and finally a clock as some way of keeping track of time.
But even as he stomped the last few steps of the hill Mac knew that what he was about to find upon the balcony was not going to a relaxing hour or so; an energy seemed to permeate him churning his stomach up into excited knots and twists.

As per his expectation the scene that met Mac as he rounded the corner was one that was as surprising as it was terrifying. Not only were there those Heartless things jittering about the place but also some guy with two odd looking weapons in each heand. If Mac still had eyebrows they would’ve taken off from spotting another person standing on the side of the clock tower. Just standing there. Horizontal. On the side of the clock tower.

There was a hesitant pause. With the Heartless jittering cautiously on the spot Mac saw that their attention was focussed squarely on the guy with the weapons. A weight both very new and familiar fell into Mac’s curling fist and a weapon of his own was brought into existence with a flash of light.

The Heartless turned towards this newer and weaker wielder. Spilling towards him the creatures slipped into the ground and easily under Macs wide swings and feverish lunges.
Cheese

Cheese

“Mac!” Cheese called out into the square.

It was just another day in Twilight Town; the sun was setting, people were socialising, the shops in tram common were doing reasonable business and Mac had gone wondering off again without a single word to Cheese. Not that he’d actually said a word to her since they had left home.

Another tingle ran its way up Cheeses spine. Someone nearby was using magic of some kind. But for Cheese someone using magic was the least of her worries at the moment. What she needed to do was to find Mac. After all they were stuck in a strange, unfamiliar place so who knew what trouble he could get himself into?

After asking a few people if they had seen Mac (“Have you seen anyone with a computer screen for a head at all?”) Cheese learned that he had last been seen heading towards the Tram Station. So with an aspirated sigh Cheese too began to make her way towards the Station.
I'm alright. How's you?
Mac & Cheese








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