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Faira pulled herself up and joined the fight, but the creatures couldn't withstand the onslaught of five keyblade wielders, and it was over in moments.

She was breathing heavily, and only just realized how exhausted she was from everything that had been happening. It still seemed to be the same day. "I'm really starting to regret looking for trouble this morning. What even are these things? Just looking at them makes me...."

A voice could be heard from the top of the stairs giving a rough command. "Go on down there lad, make sure the Heartless haven't hurt our guests."

Someone mounted the steps, and Faira rushed to hide by the wall next to the stairs before they came into view.

It was a boy, around their age and only the second human they'd seen since being pulled from the darkness. He wore clothes a bit too big for him, and had his hair in an undercut, with a braided tail off the back. His eyes first came onto the empty cage, and his mouth opened in surprise.
Faira had her arms crossed, one hand caressing her wounded arm protectively, as she glared at the creature. “Seems to me you only just decided you had a chance after we got here. Maybe be nicer to us.”

At Kupori's confusion, she gave a fleeting explanation, “We were just floating in the darkness, the ship sailed right through the air and they picked us up. It's crewed by monsters, worse than that one,” she pointed at their fellow prisoner.

When Pink suggested they break out immediately, she beamed at him, “There's my Pink Disaster,” Pink seemed to be the only one in the cage that Faira wasn't annoyed with. “I ain't waiting to be let out, those monsters, and those shadows can kiss my butt. I just need…” she waved her hand, shaking it out to sort of snap her elbow as it extended. On the third try, she found the warmth, the light you could feel, and her keyblade materialized. She smiled at it and stroked the blade affectionately, then got to work.

Faira jammed the blade between the bars of the gate and the bars of the cage wall. She meant to lever it open, and threw her weight behind it, but the lock clicked open as soon as the key touched the gate, and she ended up falling forward and sprawling on the floor just outside of the cage.

The shadow creatures, much like the ones they had encountered back home, only these ones were taller and meaner looking, hesitated for only a moment before lunging forward to pile on her as she was struggling to push herself up with her injured arm.
I'ma wait for Patrick Drummer to get a post in.
@RokkuHoshi@Raddum@PatrickDrummer@AquaAzura

So a lot of posts have been on the long side, which is perfectly fine obviously, but I do want to let everyone know that I don't have any standard for post size, as long as quality is not lacking. If you feel like everything you need your character to do or say doesn't take up the same amount of text as we've been keeping up, by all means post a smaller post.
@The Kid Lantern Put it in IQ if you don't mind.
@RokkuHoshi Everyone has been brought aboard this ship (the one from Treasure Planet), plucked out of the darkness where they were floating after their world's destruction. They were taken down to a brig, and there they are. Your character was brought there previously and was already in the cage.

In favor of giving everyone a bone, sort of, I'll set the stage about character's various motivations and objectives.

How do you turn this thing on?: This strange vessel has no right to be moving as it is. Are those sails that catch light? How are they working in this void? If we're going to get anywhere after we get out of this cage, we'll need to figure this out.
(For Kupori and possibly Gale)

Wisdom and knowledge: Well the Magi were right, weren't they? We have first hand experience of real magic! Only, it seems not everyone agrees with that. Gale has been studying magic all his life, now that he has assurance of its truth, and a focus to cast it through, he can begin to truly unravel the secrets of it.
(For Gale)

Ever been sky surfing?: in the midst of all the doom and gloom, there's still some joy to be had. Once the ship is ours, anyway.
(Pink and Faira)

Stranger in a strange land: Sonus has never seen anyone quite like the folk surrounding him. And though he's no longer alone in his prison, he's still in the queerest company he's ever seen. Why is he the only normal person on board this vessel?
(Everyone, but with a focus on Sonus and his difference from the rest)

Obviously they need to escape and take control of the ship, these are more for personal interplay and a focus on each character and thier particular fields of interest.

@Raddum@PatrickDrummer@AquaAzura

So, let me know if you have any better or different ideas, or if you feel I didn't find a good one for you.

Also, definitely let me know if I'm being to restrictive. You don't have to have your character do anything I say, I'm just trying to create direction and keep interest.
The Darkness was broken first not by sight, but by sound. A rough voice called out into the void, “Man over board!”

“Men,” a second voice corrected.

A third, hissing rasp drawled a final contradiction, “Children.”

Into view drifted a ship, in many ways similar to an old fashioned sailing vessel like anyone might recognize. The key difference being that it floated not on top of water, but through an expansive void, propelled by rocket thrusters from the back. The sails shimmered like gold in sunlight, and billowed outward as if a wind blew behind them. In fact, what was behind the sails was more nothingness, except for a single, pure beam of white light coming from the very stern of the ship. The source of the light couldn't be made out from this distance.

The ship pulled up close to where the children floated in the void, and unkind hands pulled them onto the deck. They were held tight, and surrounded by a motley crew of bizarre creatures, many holding weapons, and all leering at them unpleasantly. They were gathered near the middle of three masts, and looking above them they could see how the beam of light from the back hit a rough crystal that was suspended in the air behind the sails. The crystal diffused the beam, spreading the light so that it spilled across the sails.

If they were indeed looking up, they would also spy a face looking down at them. A man, not really all that much older than the oldest of the key bearers, was leaning his elbows on the railing from the upper deck, his chin resting in his hands lazily as he smiled at the ship’s catch.

“Vell,” he said, not to anyone in particular it seemed, “Ze key drive seems to vork. And three drifters from vun world, vhat a catch.” His voice was high and delicate, but for some reason this made his bearing all the more unnerving surrounded by this rough sort of person. He appeared to be just the sort of thin, delicate person who should be at the mercy of a group of pirates, rather than leading them.

“Take zhem to ze brig vith ze ozzers, Lord Vull shall vish to see zhem.” The pirates moved to obey. Faira tried to wrench away, but the insectile being holding her arms increased the pressure from his pincers, and she almost felt the sharp tips pierce her skin. She stopped struggling, but her scowl remained defiant.

As they were dragged, the captain started calling more commands from his place on the upper deck, “Set sail for Mustafar!”

The children were dragged(or, in Kupori’s case, carried) off toward a hatch and down a steep set of stairs. Faira almost tripped from trying to yank her feet away from the shadowy, clawed hands that reached out from between the board steps. Her captor hissed in her ear, “They like you, wonder why? Maybe we’ll feed you to them.”

“The last ones I’ve run into didn’t manage to take a bite!”

He laughed and squeezed her arm until she cried out in pain. Now they reached a series cages worked into the walls of the hull. They were all iron bars and big locks, and Faira could see inside. The one that they shoved the quartet into had only one occupant, and for a horrifying moment, Faira took him for something long dead. She was almost more horrified when she saw that the thing was moving.

The pirates left them in the cage with the half dead thing, and no sooner had the hatch above closed than the shadow creatures started to creep around. They kept their distance, as if conflicted, but the children could see their glowing yellow eyes peering at them intently.

“What is this place?” Faira murmured, looking down at where that last squeeze had drawn blood that was seeping slowly into the sleeve of her shirt.
Has it really taken that long? It's felt like everyone is posting in a timely manner to me. Though maybe we just have different ideas about what a fast pace is.

So just an update, I am actively working on the next post, but it's a long 'un.

It introduces our first "world" which will be the RLS Legacy.

It will also include our characters being captured and hauled off down to a brig, feel free to be mouthy(and be hit by the captors for it) but don't whip out your keyblades or otherwise resist, it is meant to be clear(and I think it will be) that an open fight in the situation won't go well.

This world will have us escaping the brig, and taking control of the ship, which will be our sweet interplanar ride for the remainder of the RP. It will also be the first place that we have Disney characters in our story.
It's a nice night for it.
Four of the six people from the dream were here now, as darkness surrounded them and threatened to engulf everything they knew. The sky was darkening further, and the hulking figures of shadow that Pink had glimpsed were coming into view over the tops of the trees and buildings that made up their mixed surroundings here on the edge of town.

As the giants of shadow approached, the small, weaker ones that Kupori and Pink had had some success in fighting sank back into their pools. The pools were expanding now, not only covering all of the ground that they could see, but enchroaching on the walls of buildings and the roots and trunks of trees as well.

One of the giants put its claw like hand on the roof of the building between it and the key bearers. It was as if its weight were too much for the new floor of darkness, and the building simply sank into it, gradually disappearing from view.

“That was Mikey Welburne’s house,” Faira said, breathlessly as the very top of the roof vanished under the darkness. The giant advanced, and Faira stepped backward to join the other three, raising her stick even as the rest of the group had the fantastic keyblades to defend herself.

When it's hand came down, groping for the strength of the hearts it saw, Faira was the first to lash out to knock the hand away. As she swung, her stick seemed to transform in a flash of light. Longer, broader, the keyblade from her dreams is what made contact with the hand. It seemed to leak darkness when struck, and the giant withdrew its hand.

“That's right!” She shouted at it, “Sunrise City, sucker!”

For all her bravado, she couldn't help showing her fear as a second giant’s hand suddenly gripped her from behind, it's claws rapping around her. She screamed, and she wasn't sure which one of her friends(she had never called any of them this before now) struck it to make it release her.

She fell to her hands and knees, and found that she couldn't lift any of her limbs, she was sinking into the pool of darkness. Though she couldn't see any light as she fell completely under the surface, she felt a light coming from herself. The darkness surrounded her, and she could feel it trying to get in, but it couldn't penetrate the light coming from inside.
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