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Noble Arms is now either four years old, or three years and eleven months. The third thread had lasted for more than one year.
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My Roleplay, Noble Arms: The ASEAN War, will reach its 4th year in June or July. It's been a long journey.
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Despite its massive flaws, my RP, Noble Arms: The ASEAN War, is still one of the longest ongoing RPs in RPGuild - It turns 4 years old in July and the current thread itself is more than a year old.
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On 4/14/2026 (on my end), my RP, Noble Arms: The ASEAN War, is now three years and ten months old, and the current thread is one year and four months.
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@Senhara, Accepted!
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@Senhara, Accepted; let me copy-paste it to the OOC OP.
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Made Emergency GM post for Eldrid and Natasha!
Gent, I hope you're truly back soon!
Made Emergency GM post for Eldrid and Natasha!
Gent, I hope you're truly back soon!
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Eldrid and Natasha
"Is this our Loyalist?" Natasha asked Eldrid, who shook his head.
"No, this is a new opponent entirely," Eldrid then looked at the hood-and-cloak figure as he extended his own 'Spellbook' omni-tool. "Amazing... The power level of this enemy is much higher than mine is, for now. These runes also show a more sophisticated use of Magic than even I have seen from 'Small Paul' and the other enchanters." He grinned at that. "But they're not invincible."
He stretched out his right arm with a flourish, and water flowed out of his gourd, mixing with the spilled blood from the dead Ascendancy personnel's bodies and the ampoules of water they carried as emergency rations. Said water flowed into small, floating streams that impacted the walls and corridors, searching for runes to activate prematurely, all the while avoiding Stella's charge towards the mysterious foe.
Natasha, meanwhile, weighed her options carefully; Eldrid was trying to hit the runes with water to wash them out - wouldn't that trigger the enemy's trap early, though? For that matter, was this mysterious foe even real, or just a decoy? So she shouted at Reisus, "Rei! Try some grenades or some form of wide-area attack! We need to erase as many of these runes as possible and/or see if this attacker is just an illusion!"
Reisus might sense that there was ground underneath the floor of the crashed ship, ground close enough to use as a source of raw materials for one of his powers.
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Eldrid and Natasha
"Is this our Loyalist?" Natasha asked Eldrid, who shook his head.
"No, this is a new opponent entirely," Eldrid then looked at the hood-and-cloak figure as he extended his own 'Spellbook' omni-tool. "Amazing... The power level of this enemy is much higher than mine is, for now. These runes also show a more sophisticated use of Magic than even I have seen from 'Small Paul' and the other enchanters." He grinned at that. "But they're not invincible."
He stretched out his right arm with a flourish, and water flowed out of his gourd, mixing with the spilled blood from the dead Ascendancy personnel's bodies and the ampoules of water they carried as emergency rations. Said water flowed into small, floating streams that impacted the walls and corridors, searching for runes to activate prematurely, all the while avoiding Stella's charge towards the mysterious foe.
Natasha, meanwhile, weighed her options carefully; Eldrid was trying to hit the runes with water to wash them out - wouldn't that trigger the enemy's trap early, though? For that matter, was this mysterious foe even real, or just a decoy? So she shouted at Reisus, "Rei! Try some grenades or some form of wide-area attack! We need to erase as many of these runes as possible and/or see if this attacker is just an illusion!"
Reisus might sense that there was ground underneath the floor of the crashed ship, ground close enough to use as a source of raw materials for one of his powers.
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John was tempted to trust this guy and his affable manner, but held that sentiment back as it would alienate Rachel. He instead said, "May we know your name, then?"
He had not returned to full human form yet, but had shifted back to human shape (fully clothed and armored) as the affable man talked. He then saw the girl - Now she had magic - and said, "Now, who are you? Another one of the 'Secret Regiments' come to join us, or a Loyalist? If the former, what is your code?" He then looked around at both newcomers and said, "Either way, we don't want a massacre; it'd be a public relations disaster and is furthermore unecessary."
He faced the mercenary. "Nevertheless, it is good to know we have potential friends and allies. Will you accompany us further into the ship, then, where we can watch each other more closely?"
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Snow Cecil found Gog and Magog just outside the ship; the two Tayanen had shifted into amorphous blobs by then. Without hesitation, these two blobs combined together into one and carried off the exhausted boy back to the countryside around the crashed wreck. Behind another hill, within a grove of trees, lay a small starfighter, one that carried a prototype spacewarping engine. Getting inside its cockpit, Snow activated the starfighter comms, finally messaging his handler.
"Agent Provocateur Snow Cecil to Grand Admiral Alexander Kherol, do you copy? Repeat: Do you copy?" A pause as he waited for the man to reply. "The mission has been successful; the Farmers not only rebelled too early to build up support in other worlds, but even with Moonstrike aid, they're slated to fall in two weeks. As for the Prison Ship Circle of Hell, we've successfully lured in Moonstrike operatives on a doomed rescue mission, but doing so created antagonism with mercenaries presumably in Ascendancy Service. Any recommendations?"
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John was tempted to trust this guy and his affable manner, but held that sentiment back as it would alienate Rachel. He instead said, "May we know your name, then?"
He had not returned to full human form yet, but had shifted back to human shape (fully clothed and armored) as the affable man talked. He then saw the girl - Now she had magic - and said, "Now, who are you? Another one of the 'Secret Regiments' come to join us, or a Loyalist? If the former, what is your code?" He then looked around at both newcomers and said, "Either way, we don't want a massacre; it'd be a public relations disaster and is furthermore unecessary."
He faced the mercenary. "Nevertheless, it is good to know we have potential friends and allies. Will you accompany us further into the ship, then, where we can watch each other more closely?"
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Snow Cecil found Gog and Magog just outside the ship; the two Tayanen had shifted into amorphous blobs by then. Without hesitation, these two blobs combined together into one and carried off the exhausted boy back to the countryside around the crashed wreck. Behind another hill, within a grove of trees, lay a small starfighter, one that carried a prototype spacewarping engine. Getting inside its cockpit, Snow activated the starfighter comms, finally messaging his handler.
"Agent Provocateur Snow Cecil to Grand Admiral Alexander Kherol, do you copy? Repeat: Do you copy?" A pause as he waited for the man to reply. "The mission has been successful; the Farmers not only rebelled too early to build up support in other worlds, but even with Moonstrike aid, they're slated to fall in two weeks. As for the Prison Ship Circle of Hell, we've successfully lured in Moonstrike operatives on a doomed rescue mission, but doing so created antagonism with mercenaries presumably in Ascendancy Service. Any recommendations?"
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((Collab Post between Letter Bee and Ytalis.))
((2nd Post: November 4th))
At the proclamation, Reyna stared at the young man in front of her. A number of emotions warred for first place on her expression, but all that managed to win was a sense of disbelief. “Are you serious?” She said, in a tone tinged with disappointment. “All of that back and forth, all the subterfuge, and you just...tell me?!”
She began pacing through the office in a display of ambiguously facetious outrage. “Well, then I suppose all along you’ve also known who I am?” Without waiting for a response, she barrelled on ahead. “The name is Reyna, since we’re apparently eschewing aliases. As you’ve no doubt guessed, I’m an agent of….well, that’s not wholly true, now is it? I come representing an independent crew, working on behalf of Moonstrike.”
She kept her eyes trained on William the entire time, slightly narrowed and very suspicious. She wasn’t sure if he’d brought her here to do fair business, or simply to give himself a convenient position to eliminate her. “But I want to clear something out before we go into the business. You mentioned earlier, on the railway, that Moonstrike had snubbed you and your business as much as you snubbed them. Are you interested in repairing that relationship?”
William Windsor frowned at that, and said, “I’ll give you the benefit of honesty — No. The long answer is that Moonstrike is eminently suspicious. A rebel organization of such breadth and scale and depth appears mere months after the Ascendancy Navy’s defeat at Proxima one year ago? A rebel organization whom I haven’t heard about before its sudden emergence? What a fool I would be to assume that you’re fighting for a legitimate rebellion.”
He pursed his lips, then said. “So here’s my counter-offer: Defect to me and my side and bring your crew with you. That is my condition for helping you.”
“Okay, well, that’s not a wholly unreasonable assessment. And it is an...intriguing offer.” Ceasing her nervous movement, Reyna walked around to the front of the desk, lowering herself into a chair. “But if you know about Moonstrike, and presumably some of their operations, then you also know about the seedier elements of the Ascendency?” The word felt like dirt in her mouth, and sounded like it as well. “Against such a governing body, so absolute in its authority within its worlds, what exactly would you classify as a ‘legitimate’ rebellion? How pure must its motives be before you deem it worthy of your support?”
She leaned forward then, visibly giving William more of her attention. “Neither I, nor my captain, are people who give up our loyalty easily. And for the time being, Moonstrike is the organization that has our loyalty. And while I’m not discounting the possibility of that changing in the future, you’re the one with the burden of proof at the moment.”
“But ultimately, I’m not here to change your mind about Moonstrike as a whole. Rather, I want to offer you a mutually beneficial engagement.” Reyna folded her hands in her lap, bringing out more of the nobility that she had beaten out of herself during her military time. “My crew and I are currently beholden to Moonstrike, but that agreement is not...exclusive. As such, we are willing to offer you our services, as a sort of freelancer.”
“What we ask in return is access to resources. We’ve recently come into possession of assets that require somewhat specific accommodations. Such accommodations, and the assets that require them, are expensive, dangerous, and difficult to acquire.” She gestured mildly as she spoke, still maintaining an air of authority. “In exchange for the assistance of your fleet to acquire the capital we need, we will offer you our services, such that your requests do not interfere with our obligations to Moonstrike.”
She allowed a smile smirk to play across her lips as she waited for William’s response. She’d missed her days of trade negotiation.
William Windsor nodded, trying not to show any expression, before saying, “By legitimate,I mean not obviously set up by a third party - possibly Aliens - in order to weaken the Ascendancy for their own interests. But enough of that; I might have a job soon. A job that might confirm if Moonstrike is worth allying with. However, it will have to wait till your own current mission is over.”
Reyna was similarly careful not to betray too many of her true feelings. Like how the Ascendancy definitely deserved to be weakened, regardless of who was doing the weakening. Or how William’s reticence was getting on her nerves. “So if I may reiterate for my own understanding, you want to give us a...trial run, as it were? As much as I appreciate the idea of a working interview, I am wondering what would we get out of it if, at the end, you decided we weren’t worth working with. After all, this could be a ploy for some convenient free labor.”
“So let me remind you what it is that you have to gain by allying yourself with us,” she said, leaning forward as though to share a secret. “You mentioned earlier, on the train, that you had managed to succeed by being careful, staying away from all the mysterious abductions and various threats that your fortune would lure to you. And I’m sure that, in all fairness, Moonstrike seems to be something that fits that bill very nicely.”
She stood up then, glancing out of the window behind William’s desk. The cityscape of the station-ship shone behind him like a field of gemstones. “But ultimately, at the end of all this, you’re not winning a contract with Moonstrike. You’re winning a contract with the crew of Natasha Zhang, former Captain of the Ascendancy. And I don’t think I need to explain to you how important a single, unaffiliated crew can be. We’ve all read novels.”
She walked over to him, leaning over his desk with an air that was at once respectful and commanding. “But all told, I’ll accept your offer Mr. Windsor. And whatever else you think you know about me, and Natasha, and our crew, know this: we honor our word. And I’ll be looking forward to you honoring yours as well.”
William Windsor nodded, before he said, “Then I'll honor my word... Insofar as it does not collide with my higher responsibility to the tens of thousands of noncombatants abroad this ship. The moment they are threatened, the deal is off.”
Abel nodded and said, “Yes, and yes.”
The elevator then stopped in yet another security room filled with scanners and drones but no people, and the two entered inside; this time, there was a minor biometric scan before Abel led her further in, to a room that compared with all the grandeur, was sparsely furnished; it only had a green-carpeted floor, a desk, a chair, a water dispenser, and a primitive-looking laptop.
With a final smile, ‘Abel’ walked over to the chair and sat on it, finally facing Reyna as who he truly was. And what was that, one wondered?
“I haven’t been completely honest with you,” he smiled. “You’ve been looking for one William Windsor; head of the Windsor Autonomous Trading Fleet. Actually, I am him.”
((2nd Post: November 4th))
At the proclamation, Reyna stared at the young man in front of her. A number of emotions warred for first place on her expression, but all that managed to win was a sense of disbelief. “Are you serious?” She said, in a tone tinged with disappointment. “All of that back and forth, all the subterfuge, and you just...tell me?!”
She began pacing through the office in a display of ambiguously facetious outrage. “Well, then I suppose all along you’ve also known who I am?” Without waiting for a response, she barrelled on ahead. “The name is Reyna, since we’re apparently eschewing aliases. As you’ve no doubt guessed, I’m an agent of….well, that’s not wholly true, now is it? I come representing an independent crew, working on behalf of Moonstrike.”
She kept her eyes trained on William the entire time, slightly narrowed and very suspicious. She wasn’t sure if he’d brought her here to do fair business, or simply to give himself a convenient position to eliminate her. “But I want to clear something out before we go into the business. You mentioned earlier, on the railway, that Moonstrike had snubbed you and your business as much as you snubbed them. Are you interested in repairing that relationship?”
William Windsor frowned at that, and said, “I’ll give you the benefit of honesty — No. The long answer is that Moonstrike is eminently suspicious. A rebel organization of such breadth and scale and depth appears mere months after the Ascendancy Navy’s defeat at Proxima one year ago? A rebel organization whom I haven’t heard about before its sudden emergence? What a fool I would be to assume that you’re fighting for a legitimate rebellion.”
He pursed his lips, then said. “So here’s my counter-offer: Defect to me and my side and bring your crew with you. That is my condition for helping you.”
“Okay, well, that’s not a wholly unreasonable assessment. And it is an...intriguing offer.” Ceasing her nervous movement, Reyna walked around to the front of the desk, lowering herself into a chair. “But if you know about Moonstrike, and presumably some of their operations, then you also know about the seedier elements of the Ascendency?” The word felt like dirt in her mouth, and sounded like it as well. “Against such a governing body, so absolute in its authority within its worlds, what exactly would you classify as a ‘legitimate’ rebellion? How pure must its motives be before you deem it worthy of your support?”
She leaned forward then, visibly giving William more of her attention. “Neither I, nor my captain, are people who give up our loyalty easily. And for the time being, Moonstrike is the organization that has our loyalty. And while I’m not discounting the possibility of that changing in the future, you’re the one with the burden of proof at the moment.”
“But ultimately, I’m not here to change your mind about Moonstrike as a whole. Rather, I want to offer you a mutually beneficial engagement.” Reyna folded her hands in her lap, bringing out more of the nobility that she had beaten out of herself during her military time. “My crew and I are currently beholden to Moonstrike, but that agreement is not...exclusive. As such, we are willing to offer you our services, as a sort of freelancer.”
“What we ask in return is access to resources. We’ve recently come into possession of assets that require somewhat specific accommodations. Such accommodations, and the assets that require them, are expensive, dangerous, and difficult to acquire.” She gestured mildly as she spoke, still maintaining an air of authority. “In exchange for the assistance of your fleet to acquire the capital we need, we will offer you our services, such that your requests do not interfere with our obligations to Moonstrike.”
She allowed a smile smirk to play across her lips as she waited for William’s response. She’d missed her days of trade negotiation.
William Windsor nodded, trying not to show any expression, before saying, “By legitimate,I mean not obviously set up by a third party - possibly Aliens - in order to weaken the Ascendancy for their own interests. But enough of that; I might have a job soon. A job that might confirm if Moonstrike is worth allying with. However, it will have to wait till your own current mission is over.”
Reyna was similarly careful not to betray too many of her true feelings. Like how the Ascendancy definitely deserved to be weakened, regardless of who was doing the weakening. Or how William’s reticence was getting on her nerves. “So if I may reiterate for my own understanding, you want to give us a...trial run, as it were? As much as I appreciate the idea of a working interview, I am wondering what would we get out of it if, at the end, you decided we weren’t worth working with. After all, this could be a ploy for some convenient free labor.”
“So let me remind you what it is that you have to gain by allying yourself with us,” she said, leaning forward as though to share a secret. “You mentioned earlier, on the train, that you had managed to succeed by being careful, staying away from all the mysterious abductions and various threats that your fortune would lure to you. And I’m sure that, in all fairness, Moonstrike seems to be something that fits that bill very nicely.”
She stood up then, glancing out of the window behind William’s desk. The cityscape of the station-ship shone behind him like a field of gemstones. “But ultimately, at the end of all this, you’re not winning a contract with Moonstrike. You’re winning a contract with the crew of Natasha Zhang, former Captain of the Ascendancy. And I don’t think I need to explain to you how important a single, unaffiliated crew can be. We’ve all read novels.”
She walked over to him, leaning over his desk with an air that was at once respectful and commanding. “But all told, I’ll accept your offer Mr. Windsor. And whatever else you think you know about me, and Natasha, and our crew, know this: we honor our word. And I’ll be looking forward to you honoring yours as well.”
William Windsor nodded, before he said, “Then I'll honor my word... Insofar as it does not collide with my higher responsibility to the tens of thousands of noncombatants abroad this ship. The moment they are threatened, the deal is off.”
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Ashton Andrews and Flame Brooks
Ashton opened his mouth to say something, only to find that Kimura had taken the words right out of his mind: An application to be a Guard. So he said, "I was going to ask the same thing earlier, actually. The way I see it, I have no weapons, no money, and I am literate in my own language, not this Kingdom's. But so that I don't appear to be a bandwagon jumper, I'm going to ask: What branches of the local armed forces are open for a young man, of military age - sixteen - who, despite his suspicious origins, clearly has a bright mind and a strong body?"
A grin. "Plus, Aer said you're short-handed and are dealing with a bandit problem, so it's not like there's a glut of manpower."
Flame looked at Ashton. "Ash, this isn't the best idea. We should go join an Adventurer's Guild instead. Those provide much more independence as well as their own share of money."
Ashton looked at Flame, "Actually, that's a good idea as well. If we can think up a way to keep in contact with each other, we can probably split up; one of us goes adventuring, the other serves in the guard, and we can teach each other useful skills when we visit each other."
Flame's response was, "That's too dangerous, Ashton. We can't afford to be divided." Divided further than we already are. A pause. "But I see your logic. Nevertheless, I don't think a common guard is going to get benefits that will allow one to learn more about why we're here and the troubles that we might come into in the future."
So the redhead turned around to Captain Crunch and Mono and said, "There are two of us and there are two of you. Two people with suspicous origins and two people tasked with watching over people with suspicious origins. We need to know how to survive in this Kingdom, and you two need both manpower and proof that you can trust us." A purse of his lips, which trembled. "So... We're asking for an apprenticeship. This allows you to watch us, and if I recall my knowledge of Pre-Modern law well, also gives you legal rights over us. A fair bargain, won't you agree?"
Ashton said, "Flame, weren't you saying something about adventurers and independence just some time ago?"
His boyfriend nodded. "Yes, but quite frankly, an apprenticeship with these people, if accepted, would put us close to the centre of events in a way that doesn't cause mistrust and provides guarantees for all. It's a fair bargain and would grant us the best opportunities for growth."
Flame turned to Chieko. "Yes, we're ambitious. And yes, I've seen your mean looks."
Ashton opened his mouth to say something, only to find that Kimura had taken the words right out of his mind: An application to be a Guard. So he said, "I was going to ask the same thing earlier, actually. The way I see it, I have no weapons, no money, and I am literate in my own language, not this Kingdom's. But so that I don't appear to be a bandwagon jumper, I'm going to ask: What branches of the local armed forces are open for a young man, of military age - sixteen - who, despite his suspicious origins, clearly has a bright mind and a strong body?"
A grin. "Plus, Aer said you're short-handed and are dealing with a bandit problem, so it's not like there's a glut of manpower."
Flame looked at Ashton. "Ash, this isn't the best idea. We should go join an Adventurer's Guild instead. Those provide much more independence as well as their own share of money."
Ashton looked at Flame, "Actually, that's a good idea as well. If we can think up a way to keep in contact with each other, we can probably split up; one of us goes adventuring, the other serves in the guard, and we can teach each other useful skills when we visit each other."
Flame's response was, "That's too dangerous, Ashton. We can't afford to be divided." Divided further than we already are. A pause. "But I see your logic. Nevertheless, I don't think a common guard is going to get benefits that will allow one to learn more about why we're here and the troubles that we might come into in the future."
So the redhead turned around to Captain Crunch and Mono and said, "There are two of us and there are two of you. Two people with suspicous origins and two people tasked with watching over people with suspicious origins. We need to know how to survive in this Kingdom, and you two need both manpower and proof that you can trust us." A purse of his lips, which trembled. "So... We're asking for an apprenticeship. This allows you to watch us, and if I recall my knowledge of Pre-Modern law well, also gives you legal rights over us. A fair bargain, won't you agree?"
Ashton said, "Flame, weren't you saying something about adventurers and independence just some time ago?"
His boyfriend nodded. "Yes, but quite frankly, an apprenticeship with these people, if accepted, would put us close to the centre of events in a way that doesn't cause mistrust and provides guarantees for all. It's a fair bargain and would grant us the best opportunities for growth."
Flame turned to Chieko. "Yes, we're ambitious. And yes, I've seen your mean looks."
Note: This isn't Canon Kingdom Hearts, but rather an Alternate Version of the setting in which Disney Worlds are replaced by Parallel Earths based on counterfactual histories. See below to see what the equivalent of Disney Castle is.
Kingdom Hearts: The Lights of the Multiverse
Long ago, there was One World, One Earth, and One Timeline, a world filled with Darkness and Light in unequal measures, with a greater proportion of Darkness to Light. This world, thought many, was doomed to fall, until one Hero delved into the secrets of the Light. He discovered that said Light flowed from an unseen land by the name of Kingdom Hearts, and that if he could just burst the barrier that seperated this world from this source of Light, he can save the timeline.
And so, he did...but with unforseen consequences. For what was once one world was separated to many, each with varying levels of Light and Dark. Now, any possibility for Earth to change, even the 'absurd' and 'impossible' ones, now sprang off into its own timeline, creating, for the first time, a Multiverse. The weapon the Hero used to create the Multiverse is called the X-Blade (Pronounced Key-Blade), and, seeing the consequences of his actions, the Hero shattered it into several pieces.
However, it was too late; the people of the various timelines saw, nay, knew, what had been done to them, and so created Lesser Keyblades in the shape of the X-Blade, so as to attempt to search for, and dominate, Kingdom Hearts. But, because of their hubris and ambition, they all failed, killing each other off except for a few repentant surviors, who swore off any attempt to dominate the Multiverse, and instead, chose to preserve it.
In time, the people of the Multiverse forgot about The Hero, the X-Blade, and the survivors of the Keyblade Wars, and slipped into complacency, thinking that their worlds were the only true ones. And so, centuries of peace and development passed. Then, one day, on the world of Shining Field, a Scholar in the House of Wisdom discovered the secrets of the Past, of the Light...and Darkness.
Only a few years after that, Shining Field burned, destroyed by an onslaught of Heartless, strange, black monsters with yellow eyes, who were resistant to most mortal weapons, and who, after destruction, merely reformed in another part of the world to continue their rampage. The Heartless consumed the majority of the inhabitants, man, woman, and child, before turning upon the Heart of the World, its Core of Light.
After that, more worlds burned in quick succession, as Heartless began emerging everywhere, like an unchecked plague. Not merely that, but there were hints that the Heartless were...guided, controlled by an unseen intelligence. And as if to add to the chaos and strife of the situation, strange beings called the Nobodies also emerged, sometimes fighting the Heartless, sometimes conquering their own stretches of territory.
And the Keyblade Order...was nowhere to be seen.
But there is hope: Creatures called Moogles have appeared throughout the worlds, offering trade links, technology and magic that would give the worlds a fighting chance against the Heartless, and finally, ships that can connect to other worlds. In addition to this, people from all over the world with strong hearts have begun manifesting Keyblades of their own, weapons that are super-effective at killing Heartless, preventing them from reconstituting elsewhere. Now, the worlds prepare to strike back, and find out who is behind this strange onslaught on the Multiverse...
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If you found that too long to read, then here's a summary:
Strange creatures called Heartless are taking over the worlds, the Moogles have come to save us through the power of trade, and people are spontaneously manifesting the Keyblade, a weapon that kills Heartless in droves. Also, there's Magic. And Technolgy. Sometimes a combination of both. Oh, and instead of Disney-based worlds, you get to travel to alternate timelines.
1.) No Godmoding or Powergaming, aka no controlling other players' actions, no defeating your enemy in one shot, and no shrugging of all hits without a magical shield.
2.) Any consenting relationship between people of the same age group is allowed, whether it's Homosexual or Hetrosexual. If you cannot stand such things, don't post here in the first place.
3.) Be polite to others.
4.) Yes, you can play a non-human if he/she/they are not overpowered.
5.) New Rule: All players must come from a universe with Humans and with a connection to Earth/Earth History. It can be as unrealistic as you want, but it must be 1.) coherent, and 2.) have at least some baseline Humans.
6.) New Rule: Final Fantasy Magic works everywhere except when Final Fantasy Anti-Magic is applied.
7.) New Added Rule: Please post once a week.
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Kingdom Hearts: The Lights of the Multiverse
Long ago, there was One World, One Earth, and One Timeline, a world filled with Darkness and Light in unequal measures, with a greater proportion of Darkness to Light. This world, thought many, was doomed to fall, until one Hero delved into the secrets of the Light. He discovered that said Light flowed from an unseen land by the name of Kingdom Hearts, and that if he could just burst the barrier that seperated this world from this source of Light, he can save the timeline.
And so, he did...but with unforseen consequences. For what was once one world was separated to many, each with varying levels of Light and Dark. Now, any possibility for Earth to change, even the 'absurd' and 'impossible' ones, now sprang off into its own timeline, creating, for the first time, a Multiverse. The weapon the Hero used to create the Multiverse is called the X-Blade (Pronounced Key-Blade), and, seeing the consequences of his actions, the Hero shattered it into several pieces.
However, it was too late; the people of the various timelines saw, nay, knew, what had been done to them, and so created Lesser Keyblades in the shape of the X-Blade, so as to attempt to search for, and dominate, Kingdom Hearts. But, because of their hubris and ambition, they all failed, killing each other off except for a few repentant surviors, who swore off any attempt to dominate the Multiverse, and instead, chose to preserve it.
In time, the people of the Multiverse forgot about The Hero, the X-Blade, and the survivors of the Keyblade Wars, and slipped into complacency, thinking that their worlds were the only true ones. And so, centuries of peace and development passed. Then, one day, on the world of Shining Field, a Scholar in the House of Wisdom discovered the secrets of the Past, of the Light...and Darkness.
Only a few years after that, Shining Field burned, destroyed by an onslaught of Heartless, strange, black monsters with yellow eyes, who were resistant to most mortal weapons, and who, after destruction, merely reformed in another part of the world to continue their rampage. The Heartless consumed the majority of the inhabitants, man, woman, and child, before turning upon the Heart of the World, its Core of Light.
After that, more worlds burned in quick succession, as Heartless began emerging everywhere, like an unchecked plague. Not merely that, but there were hints that the Heartless were...guided, controlled by an unseen intelligence. And as if to add to the chaos and strife of the situation, strange beings called the Nobodies also emerged, sometimes fighting the Heartless, sometimes conquering their own stretches of territory.
And the Keyblade Order...was nowhere to be seen.
But there is hope: Creatures called Moogles have appeared throughout the worlds, offering trade links, technology and magic that would give the worlds a fighting chance against the Heartless, and finally, ships that can connect to other worlds. In addition to this, people from all over the world with strong hearts have begun manifesting Keyblades of their own, weapons that are super-effective at killing Heartless, preventing them from reconstituting elsewhere. Now, the worlds prepare to strike back, and find out who is behind this strange onslaught on the Multiverse...
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If you found that too long to read, then here's a summary:
Strange creatures called Heartless are taking over the worlds, the Moogles have come to save us through the power of trade, and people are spontaneously manifesting the Keyblade, a weapon that kills Heartless in droves. Also, there's Magic. And Technolgy. Sometimes a combination of both. Oh, and instead of Disney-based worlds, you get to travel to alternate timelines.
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