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6 yrs ago
Current Do you get to the Cloud District very often? Oh, what am I saying, of course you don't.
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8 yrs ago
Man, Mahz is still on his really long vacation, huh!
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9 yrs ago
Better not leave me hanging like Sayori.
10 yrs ago
This is the way the world ends This is the way the world ends This is the way the world ends Not with a bang but a 훌 쩍
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Got nothing to say here, sooooo yeah.

I'm a bookworm, gamer, and obviously roleplayer since I'm on this site :P

Anyways, those are a few things that I'll say about myself... for now. Maybe I'll update this a little more in the future.

Ciao!

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You guys got room for a shameless flirty moogle that looks different from the other moogles in the KHs series? :P
No problem! Wouldn't want to miss having my tsundere prototype pushed around xP
-Makoto Kunze : ???-

As the girl spoke her peace, he was a bit taken back by how blunt she decided to be with him instead of dancing around the point of his jagged personality. The boys mouth went slightly agape as returned to his original level, looking at both the mysterious duo. Eventually that "shocked" expression translated into a smug smile implanted on his face. It was the kind of look you just wanted to wipe off a jerks face with one clean swipe. He crossed his arms, slightly chuckling to himself before reporting at the girls truthful assertions.

"Me, a jerk? That's rather cruel of you to say, but heck, at least you wern't like those worms who just deterred from ever mentioning it directly. Rather respectable that your like that missy."

That was as friendly as he was going to get with the two as he began traversing towards and available stairway, ascending into the unknown. But of course, the girl had a little more spunk in her and decided to further mitigate his crude attitude by now indirectly talking down on him in a cacophorous way. The boy shook his head, and sighed exponentially as she decided to frankly speak about him in an insensitive tone. That miniscule amount of garnered respect had diminished solely due to her last words.

Makoto was confused by why she spoke about Twilight Town being where he came from. Were they really so ignorant as to say they didn't even know what town they were living in? Makoto rubbed the side of his head before his gaze returned back to the girl who defied him by going about introducing herself. Xikari was her name from what knowledge he procured, and she came from a place called... Aquastone? He was dumbfounded by her response and pondered on how badly Xikaris mind was possibly fractured. Putting his hand to his chin, he began to tap it at a regular pace, wondering if her mind was really broken from the heartless threat.

The other was much more sympathetic than Makoto was on the outside for her loss. Inside, he was troubled by her own sadness, but knew that being sad all over it wouldn't assist her in the progress of finding the thing she yearned for most. Emotion couldn't be a thing right now as serving it would only brew more trouble in the long run.

At any rate, they were surprisingly not wasting his time from his perspective as they did... introduce some interesting qualities and information about themselves. Makoto had never even heard of these places, but yet they acted completely casual about the whole thing. In spite of everything he just heard, he actually did begin to wonder if they were figments of an overly active imagination. They could be as ethereal as he saw them to be.

"Bah, perish the thought of them being nothing more than spectral illusions within the confines of my mind. Xikari took the ice cream I offered her, and I could feel some radiation of warmth eminating from her. My senses identified that as real as the floor I'm standing upon. At any rate, they don't seem completely clueless, despite how moronic they sound. I'll procure more knowledge about them later."

Once the conversation about their homes came to a close, they shifted their ideas and precarious wonder upon the painting which he pondered about earlier. They mused over the weapon, trying to figure out where they saw it before. Makoto could only inquire if they had the same dream as him. That internal turmoil which combust into a way for hope was stirring in him. The boy rotated his head away from them both before shouting an answer towards them.

"I'm not going to tell you my name yet as it holds no importance or significance to this impending situation. Also, your wasting your breath if you couldn't tell, just as I was when seeing that painting for the first time. Either way, if you want to find that thing you dearly hold close Xikari, all the while being returning to your homes you two, I recommend to stop frittering your time away like me by just staring at the painting stupified and start moving. Standing around like this won't get you home if you couldn't figure that out."

With that being harshly put, the boy decided to leave those two behind as they were acting nothing more than dead-weight. At any rate, he hoped they would get the cue instead of basking in rebellion and retaliate against Makoto and his realistic thought process. The boys face returned to its mundane, boring look as he disappeared upwards, traversing to whatever lied ahead.

...

"What the... this place looks as if it's devoid of dust!

Those were were first thoughts that roamed into his head as he slowly stepped foot into this part of the ruined dwelling. This looked to be in anything but shambles, further exemplifying the surreal situation. Downstairs was abandoned, but yet here it didn't have that atmosphere of looming depravity. Something definitely was out of place here as he cautiously penetrated the interior even further in, keeping a close watch on the general vicinity around him.

Who knew what exactly might happen next?
Apologies, i've been drifting between looking at rps and working on this post. I'll try and get it finished as soon as possible!
-Lukas Kunze-

"I'm not exactly sure that's how the saying goes, heh... but who really gives two craps? Here, let me lend you a hand."

The boy chuckled to himself, smiling at the boy as he extended his hand to the boys, and followed up by firmly gripping his hand. He hoped to not squeeze too tightly as he didn't want to warrant the boy with a sore hand. As soon as he was adjusted, he promptly pulled the boy up to about his... level. Wow, he really was as short as he thought he was. Kind of reminded him of Ziska, even though he was positive that this kid didn't wear proactive clothing that is tighter than Samus' usual attire that isn't her power armor... plus he probably isn't into BDSM...

Wait, maybe this kid was possibly his roommate? No, he has way too many items that wern't in his room from what Lukas keenly observed about him. The quest for locating his roommates would come later after classes!... and probably after a rigorously questionable workout also... and study session... and... yeah, he needs to allocate his time for seeking them out better.

Anyways, introduction time.

"Anyways, the name is Lukas, I'm a second-year here at the Herculean Academy!I'm Absol-utley sure you'll harbor good fortunes!"

Well, he nailed the cliche sort of introduction, with a stealth pun only a few people would truly come to appreciate. Now that he thought about it... wait, this was the perfect plan he had conjured up in his head! Not Meredith chaotic at most, but it would certainly cause him to be temporarily thrown off his game be for being uplifted again. Yes, yes, nothing about this plan could possibly end up in a horrific scene...

Just like yesterday!

"Oh, I have got the perfect joke to pull on him. I've got a few minutes to spare so I should be fine in comparison. Alright, let's put on an act of a self-centered, egotistical ass who is short-sighted and ignorant."

With operation... uhm... anyways, with that going on, Lukas made sure to have all the flags of being a supposedly modest, deluded, prideful snob. His welcoming smile began to translate into a sneer as he put both of his hand at his sides, beginning the descent into obnoxious shallowness. He puffed his chest out to further essentials this whole act, jutting his chin out ever so slightly to make him look like the perfect, oblivious oaf. Now he had the look down, now had to start making himself to be incapable of being anything but a narcissistic, immoddest man.

"So I assume you are a first year since I have never seen you around here before. I guess this means I am your social superior, the far more exceeded and better student! That means you have to obey my every beck and call at each whim since I obviously know more than you, you... dumb person! So, it's best you get used to me knockin' at your dorm to do a few errands for me, lest there be severe consequences, got it?"

... Ok, maybe he went a little bit overboard as that whole speech became so overbearing to him and made it look like a stereotypical jock and nerd scene. Even though he was kidding, he felt the need to tone down on a few of his exaggerated points in time. Lukas stared at the boy, waiting for him to respond to his rude oncoming of this whole hierarchical spectacle. However, if he was right about this not being a first year... yeah, he already started to feel bad for what he would eventually come to put up with in the alien tricksters class.

"Ugh, Meredith... she would probably set off an assortment of events to make them graciously appear as if she is not the perpatrator of such whimsical offenses. I wouldn't be surprised if she decided to randomly set off giraffe mating noises for the sole purpose of getting someone with a giraffe fetish off... Ok, that might be stretching it, but hell, I really can't be surprised at the amount of incoherent and absolutely ridiculous events she sets off."

Breaking from that line of thought, he slowly brought his full attention back to the teen in front of him. Lukas' incompetence began to shine as he looked now as if he was holding in some laughter that he wanted to tlet go. His poker face now was bad, but he could only wish for it not to degrade to the point of Graham being unable to distinguish if he is being serious.

All Lukas needed to do was hold it in for a few more minutes...

...

...

...

Yeah, this was going to be difficult.
-Makoto Shinzo : ???-

As the boy was discerning the area in front of him, he hadn't taken notice of the two people hidden from his vision and saw a peculiar painting of a boy with a strange blade on his shoulder. From what he had analyzed so far, it was in the shape of a key, one that would be used to lock or unlock an abnormally huge door. It looked rather ridiculous, but in hindsight, he drove the sensation of wonder off, shedding the thoughts of it being such a silly but serial looking weapon.

It probably wasn't fate that gave him the chance to gaze upon another wielder, but rather a controlled method. Makoto also had a similar weapon to the boy, rather more bluish in tint. Regardless, he reserved all his judgement, studying the other characters that were the center of the photo. A anthropomorphic duck and dog dressed in differentiating color schemes, but a similar style.

The boy cocked his left eyebrow up at the background figures behind the realistic painting, not at all finding them to be familiar. This could only further drive him to continuous bemusement over why he felt a sort of connection to the painting. It wasn't real in any sense, but it really was something off to him. Makoto wracked his head over it due to his own dream and connecting it to a false person.

Frustrated over the lack of answers he failed to achieve, he let out an exasperated sigh, still not realizing the creeping misfortune coming upon him. He shook his head and began to grind his teeth in sheer annoyance. This painting meant nothing to him, but that latching feeling of awareness. It felt aalmost ludicrous to ask this painting something, but he was curious to question and figure out what was transpiring.

"Who exactly are you all? Why do you have that blade, one that so closely mimics and almost resemble the one I wielded before within the confines of my mind?"

"... My god, I sound mad. I could only imagine Akemis expression of horror on her face if she saw me in this state. I bet I would look like a shell of a former friend to her..."

"Still, I can't slough off how surreal this whole predicament is. First being attacked by peculiar creatures, and then this? I'm at a blank point and alo-"


Scratch that sentiment as a voice shot up from behind him, feminine and just as confused as Makoto himself. The boy swiftly pivoted around to find that there was a person, male, about his height, walking towards him. The girl behind him had the appearance of being scorned by fickle fate, being just as unfamiliar with this event as Makoto.

As he identified the two, he slightly put his foot back just in case he needed to do something drastic. The boy wasn't able to properly identify if his actions were hostile, but he went back on the words he managed to hear uttered. When thinking about it in hindsight, there was no malignant intentions here, or so he knew currently.

Calming down, Makoto became less tense, his shoulders leveling themselves to be on par with his chest. His aggressive facial expression had toned down to his regular, uncaring look implanted in his system. All of them were taken, but by something whimsical and mystic as told in fictional story books. The location was unknown, however there was a sliver of light peering in from a board.

Investigating the foreign area was of top priority in part to the impending shadows possibly lurking about, however he couldn't just leave these two behind. With a vehement sigh, he stood his ground, staring the boy down before giving his input on the whole situation.

"I was hoping no one would of heard me talking to myself, but eh, whatever... Lets get this straight, I can discern that no one in the general vicinity is the culprit or a lackey since your casually strolling towards me and she is crying."

Hopefully he cleared that possible speculation up that something was amiss with one of the other two possibly getting too accusatory with each other which would in turn waste not only his time, but theirs. With that finished, he began to start at his own pace towards the kneeled over girl who was looking rather depressed as she appeared to have lost something precious to her, all the while speaking to them both. As he traversed towards the girl, he passed the boy, not caring for what he would do, unless he would perform something demeaning that impaired him from making it to the blonde girl.

"I don't intend to linger around here and whine to myself or wonder what the heck just happened so it's best to get over whatever you are feeling or else none of us will escape. Being shocked and not taking any action that helps not only yourself nor anyone is downright idiotic. Got it memorized you two? Don't waste my time... just like I'm doing with you missy."

With a sigh, he bent over to look at the girl who was afraid. Even though this was for his friend, he could always buy another one later as he knew. He shook his head, frowning slightly as he glared at her, hoping for some sort of eye contact. The boy made sure not to appear too hostile, but rather haughty in a jerk-ass sort of way.

With his right hand, he slowly put it forward, revealing something familiar to him - Sea-Salt ice cream. Pulling out the other in his mouth and holding it in his free hand and stared at it, then back at her. Makoto gave off the appearance of giving the stick to her, but eventually just decided to shove throw it away by thrusting it to the side, causing it to bounce off the wall and onto the floor.

"Here, take it. I don't like seeing another cry as it's annoying and useless. Sure letting out your tears will help from time to time, but I am sure that a loved one didn't die in front of your eyes... unless they did in which case my condolences. Anyways, I hope this cheers you up so we can all get a move on it as you're not the only one who wants to return to Twilight Town."

As he offered the ice cream to the girl, he returned his gaze to the other boy, feeling he would want to go back home too. Now that he thought about it, he never really did see these two around Twilight Town... maybe they were anti-social to an extent like him? Didn't get out much?

"Best we compose ourselves and save introductions for later once we have a semblance of what is going on while being in a benign situation. Don't delay unless it is important, or else I will leave you two in the dust if you don't bother to keep up or talk. Hope you two find that sound for now."
I might drop a second post in the rp if another doesn't post maybe xP
-Lukas Kunze-

As the boy strolled confidently, he began to extend his arm upwards, stretching as he traveled closer to the ever beckoning cafeteria. The place was literally welcoming him since his energy was sapped, and he needed the nutrients to restore him from his fatigued state... well, mainly his stomach since it spoke to him in soft growls, indicating that he should depart for that specific area. The boy brought his arms down back to his sides after reaching the peak of stretching, evidenced by his sigh with a quick smirk. He could only hope that naught a soul would be caught in his path, especially since he wanted to make them feel at home... unless they were a jerk and deserved some reprimanding for making anothers life repugnant.

"Ugh, I really should of brought what items I needed for class as it would of saved me a lot of time... I can just head back this time, however next time I might not be punctual... Hmm, I can only wonder what they are like as I still haven't gotten to properly learn about those two occupying the same space as me... Ah, I can probably meet them if they haven't proceeded to their instructor."

As the versed telekinetic rookie pondered on the two enigmas occupying the same space as him, he finally came upon the cafeteria without thankfully running over some poor students who diverged onto the same pathway as him. As he walked into the same familiar room, he took note of a few of his friends procuring sources of nourishment,acknowledging them in a friendly way. It seems a few of them were tired from what he could discern, some still groaning about one specific teacher which Lukas knew was the cause of myriads of mischief.

As he spoke with another, someone else caught his eye, someone foreign and abnormally tall. This girl wasn't the most graceful, however she didn't have any recesses of being a klutz. The giant lady bumped into a few people she passed on her way out, albeit on accident, and eventually passed him. The sight was bemusing as he never noticed the girl before, as she looked seemingly around his age. If her power was to go unnoticed for the longest time, well missy someone unplugged your wire at the source.

Once she exited the general vicinity, he could actually seriously contemplate if she was new or if she had the power of going unnoticed as he would be damned if that girl was like Kellam... however that would be pretty cool as he could easily sneak into girls dorms if they ever decided to invite him over for some... Uh, anyways, the thought lapsed over as he would learn soon enough as most, if not all of the years were paired together with classmates that had experience. Once he went to physics class, the key would unlock the way.

That or he could "break" the laws of physics in Geoffrey's class by levitating a few objects...

... if he was that sort of student who caused chaos on a whim and indulged in volatile situations which would degrade into further perpetuating discord. However, fun and games later, contributing to society first as order was a necessity to keep all the students in check.

As the boy entered the queue, he was rather cut-off by some random person who looked a bit... chubby with a pudgy grin on his face. The boy ruffled his eyebrows ever so slightly with a frown coming to fruition on his face. Didn't this person having any sort of manners in his system, or was he there to function deliberately as a way to troll people? I mean, this was petty for him to be having a mental annoyance over it, but would it kill him to wait an extra thirty seconds to two minutes?

With a placid sigh, the boys eyes began to move about the place, analyzing the same intricate details within the cafeteria itself to pass the time. Instead of talking with friends, he was patiently waiting his turn in line as he kept himself occupied until satisfiable victory was his in the form of healthy breakfast meals which would soon be relocated to a place he would like to call his stomach.

After a few short minutes of waiting, he finally made his presence clear as he began ordering some rather peculiar breakfast meal items that he himself found particularly good while staying within the medium of hearty healthiness. The boy grinned at the food as if it was a lost friend and gave his thanks to those who went through the wonderful creation of a meal that most students would find questionable.

"Ah, excellent, everything is here, per usual, save for one item I always remove in the process of creating this meal... too greasy for my tastes. Anywho, I can eat on the way to my room, dispose of these items, and be well off in time for class... after I possibly hide this scent again by brushing my teeth. Anyways, best I start le-"

Hold on brain, something was well off by a huge margin to the boy as he went off on his own mental tangent before returning to reality as he walked straight into some short kid he surprisingly didn't take notice of. Like seriously, the guy was miniscule from what he could discern and could only come to one unimportant conclusions, along with other hidden ideas.

This generation was comprised of midgets.

...

Ok, that might be an overstatement, but still, he was sure enough that this possible new-blood kid was under the average size for a boy. He was red-headed and had glasses and was rather prepared for the day from what he could discern... and he was focusing on the miniature details currently and not focusing on the big picture - he was on a crash course with this kid just as one car driving on the wrong side of the road was bound to collide with someone.

And there was no recovering from it as he walked straight into the boy, dropping the plate with his order. As swiftly as he could, be for any other disaster might transpire, he delayed the inevitable by stopping the plate at an angle. Lukas could only hope it remained undisturbed as he stumbled slightly back a few centimeters. Caught off guard, and slightly irritated at himself, he brushed himself off before turning his attention to the kid he ran into.

"Hey, you ok? Sorry about that, I wasn't paying attention.

Hopefully it would be better than this as this whole situation was awkward.

Borderline obfuscating stupidity to awkwardness anyways.


@Ogobrogo
I might jump in sometime due to my lack of rps. I hope that I don't disappoint, so count me in :p
Anyways, maybe we could push the plot forward and adapt it to when the other characters appear?
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