/Child's Play/ [Open]

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Zexion
Illusion… Illusion.. Illusion…

“Oh Zexion,” came the familiar voice of Sephiroth. The voice was in my head so only I could hear it but I looked around foolishly just incase. Sometimes Sephiroth startled me. My skull shook, flipping my gray fray that was in my eyes. People often commented about it and it angered me a lot.
Hobbling on three legs I started to walk towards the lake. I felt like asking Marluxia for a black rose. It seemed my kind of thing yet I didn’t remember much about me. I had left the Organization and forgotten everything. I remember Marly, Axel, and Roxas but no one else.
Roxas had left the Organization along time ago in search of a girl… What had been her name? Oh yes Namine. Black carcass hobbled more towards the Lake and Sephiroth began to speak to me again. “Zex, you’ve been here for a few seasons and still you have never met Riku.”
“Shut up Sephiroth, I know that,” I muttered quietly, flipping my lock of hair.
Blue orbs scanned the water for a potential danger and Sephiroth slipped out. My silver mane grew longer and my lock of hair receded. I regained control and everything went back to normal. I needed to have Sephiroth control our transformation, as he called it. My orbs scanned the water again and I saw nothing out of the ordinary, yet.
A low growl intruded upon my search for a water dweller. I turned and found a cougar a few paces away. My hind legs fell into the water as I backed up. I tried to coax Sephiroth to come out but he refused telling me I needed to fend for myself. I wished that I had learned to fight back in the Organazation.
“Someone help!”




The Character of Use: Zexion
The Words Spilt: 0295
The Color Used: Blue
The Comments of the Creator: Yayyy a Zex post!

[lynx'']

CHAOS

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Audits pressed against my skull as i pushed on at a lazy jog; being careful not to go to fast and keeping my breathing at a slow rate to decrease the risk of fainting. It had only happened a few times, mainly when i had gone after predators in Hollow Woods. I focused my deranged mind on the present, nostrils flared as certain familiar, yet distant scents reached my senses. I had wandered into Black Lake, the land of Riku, once an enemy. I gave a low snort and glanced around me, gazing out over the murky lake, the fog hovered over the surface and all was quiet, apart from the occasional 'plop' from a sea creature that rose to the surface before diving back down again. Slowly, i raised my harks from their graves, listening to the surrounding area, but all remained quiet, so quiet. Spooky. Yet it was a different kind of 'spooky' from hollow woods, where you thought something was there. Here you knew something was there. Perhaps it was just me over-reacting in this strange land.

I heard a lonely ringing in my ears, the silence was almost deafening, but even the quietest of voices could be heard when there was nothing else to consentrate on. I heard a low muttering, not catching the exact words, and not seeing anyone, yet i sensed something was lurking nearby. Chestnut neck was arched as i danced forward a few steps, tail kinked. I was extremely careful to avoid 'hyping' myself up; keeping slow, deep breaths to ease the constant pain in my nose. A black frame came into veiw and harks pointed towards the carcass, muzzle trembled in a silent mumble as i proceeded forward, a light sweat breaking out on my coat as that eeiree feeling advanced further. Before i knew it, a loud splash of water was heard, cranium snapped to the direction of the lake and the black figure revelaed itself as a horse, who was under attack from a cougar. With a loud roar, i advanced forward; harks slammed back, invisable. nostrils flared to gather up more oxygen, heart beat rising slightly. My whole body tensed up as i took off, taking a long jump and landing, almsot slipping infront of the black equine; extending my neck and reaching down to snap at the creature. on tasting blood, i retreated, and jolted forward, aiming for the cats paws, and sending it squealing off.

Stance altered slightly as my legs unlocked and almost buckled, my airways became tight and i went slightly dizzy, dipping my skull bwtween my forelegs to prevent fainting. Within a few short moments, it had returned to normal and i sidestepped away to face the black equine. "Are you okay?" Voice was loud and musky; very typical for a dark stallion. I snorted and looked the other squear in the ye, black clashing with blue. I glanced away, searching of what i could see in the foggy mess. "I'm Chaos, former king of Hollow Woods, who are you, loner?" I asked, giving a small cough soon after i had spoken, raising my skull and arching my neck once more, tail kinked a little, showing my arabian form. Mind wandered and i found myself wondering if Riku was still here. No new had come from this area recently, perhaps he had been injured? or ran off? surely there would be some explanation for his silence. He would no doubt reveal himself shortly, after scenting and hearing me; mind lingered on what he would say to me, thank me? or attack perhaps. Who knew..only the multi-persona stallion.

Character: Chaos
Status: Complete
Word Count: 618
Comments: WHOOT! love that post, hope you guys do to.
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Expression had flat lined the further I’d traveled into the Lake’s abyss. Aerials had long since dropped back against my dished skull, burying themselves under tendrils of thick steel hued tresses, which occasionally fluttered in the self-provided breeze. Talons quietly shifted over the moistened turf, azure eye sight gazing at the lithosphere as it passed by. Nostrils form a slight tear-drop shape, inhaling the sweet scents of spring mornings, and with it brought the familiar scents that hadn’t stirred within my home. I knew every vein-like scent as it twisted around my senses, none of which had become recent. They’d all been diluted with spring’s arrival, giving me an explanation for the silent space that my home took on. Opticals grew some what downcast, such a response that stirred the heart inside myself. It hammered against my chest for a few moments, creating the up stir of the monster that had been silent for a few years. As a breeze hustled its way through the Lake’s forested cover, the monster grumbled slurs in its mature tone that made my azure eyes roll in a half circle. “Can’t you and your emotions stay quiet? God damn.” Throat belted out a jeer of blunt attitude, and my dished façade gave a quiet shake, limbs continuing their forward impulsion.

Distracted from my routinely guarding spots, I watched on silently as a leggy fawn skittered by my range of vision. It’s haunches were gaped with barbaric looking claw markings, drawing an alarmed breath from deep within my lungs. I inhaled sharply, baritone voice barely stretching out in a quivering note. The bright eyed creature sent me a questioning look, lucid personality inviting my slender form closer. Expression remained uneventful as I looked the doe over with careful optics, heart pounding against my chest. Of course. “Wolves?” The monster explained, his voice a mere distraction in my biopsy. “Oh dear. Cougars.” At the masculine voice, I nodded grimly, urging the doe forward on her trembling legs to the safest area I could have imagined; a place that I wouldn’t . At least the cougars had yet to claim a life here. Opticals gaze after the healing deer as it receded into the dark forest, my mind swaying with the obvious threat of a full grown predator inside the lands. I must admit, this was worse than the wolves. “And how so?” Was the male’s question inside me. Expression fouled over, aerials slinking forward in a grudged manner. Because, I began silently, lips drawing in a tight line. Cougars can climb trees. The mere imagination of an aerial impact caused my façade to tighten up on instinct, and my eyesight peered at the canopy of shrouded forage overhead. Steel ribbons flicked against my dappled haunches, muscular build starting forward, not bothering with the lilting approach. Limbs squarely struck the underfoot as I charged forward, eager to escape the potentially deadly background.

Scenery was morphed into a faint blur as my pace increased into a rather static canter. It wasn’t but a few paces after I charged away from the gore scene that the proverbial “Help me!” rose to my aerials. Azure optics widened slightly, recalling the masculine tone that held a desperate note of familiarity. Fore talons levitated in the air for a fragment of a second, hind limbs rocketing forward. Ragged sloshes of water floated to my laced aerials, guttural exclamation forcing its way into the open, deflating my lungs. Mind clicked to the silent doe, hoping that the same fate would be said for the prey that was calling for help. By the time my form lingered to the crime scene, everything was quiet. Limbs shifted underneath my form, balancing myself as I slid to a neat halt. Bewildered expression formed my facial expression, spotting the oh so familiar Zexion and a cougar slinking into the darkness. My mind would have been lost in the thoughts of the ebon hued monster, the past in the Organization, but of course, there was another. I watched with tight lungs as the form swayed, looking after the cougar as it receded. Only when the Arabic form straightened did I draw back, equal memories fluttering like pictures in a fire. Chaos. “Holy shit, seriously?” The monster drawled, and I pushed him back mentally, glancing at the chestnut demon. Talons stretched over the turf as I drew in closer to meet the pair. For the few moments, to cover the shock of the hated on my lands, I ignored Chaos and looked Zexion over, pushing away the facts that this was once an evil bastard. “Are you alright, Zexion?” My voice was brisk, and my dappled form circled around the ebon brute, azure opticals carefully scanning the male for injuries.

When I finished the short notion, I drew up, glancing to the silent area where the cougar had vanished. Soft exhale shook my slender body, eye sight lifting to meet Chaos’ inky orbitals. So many possible forms of action were morphed in my imagination, all with rather gruesome outcomes. But.. the beastly bastard had saved the colt’s life. Rather lucid vocals echoed as they traveled through my throat, out into the still air. “I suppose a thanks is in order, Chaos.” Pale façade nodded in a polite manner, expression softening slightly. “But you’ve traveled far from your home, to be performing such heroic acts.” I inhaled rather deeply, azure eyes shifting to the opening of the Lake’s borders. Careful around the one who tried to end my life – by planning the wars against me – I ran over his gnarled frame, not really surprised at his condition. However, I had to admit, I did see the ‘blood-sucking, death eating’ male in a new light.. If you could call it that, to be honest. “Now, why are you here, Chaos?” Brittle reply began to edge its way out, but I muffled it, swallowing back the retort; if Chaos had come on good terms – which would be surprising for him, I didn’t want to bring up the livid past and ruin it all for myself. Call it cowardice. I saw it as a rather smart way to settle the war down and grow a.. bond? Azure eye sight shifted to Zexion, then to Chaos, and I released a soft breath, maintaining my upright stance.



ooc; you canz thank Kyle and his 'Apologize Improv' for this one here. x)

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Zexion
Illusion… Illusion.. Illusion…

Flipping my silver mane I looked at the chestnut stallion chase away the cougar that I had been so frightened of previously. Sapphire orbs gazed curiously at the brute, I was obviously curious of who he was and why the cougar was terrified of him. He turned his skull towards me and spoke. I stammered nervously, trying not to anger the brute. A small patch of sunshine flowed through the canopy trees above.
“I am Zexion, warrior of Black Lake and yeah I’m okay,” I spoke clearly despite the fact that I was nervous beyond belief
Silly child you’re not the warrior of Black Lake, I am. Shut up Sephiroth you’re in my body so I am the warrior. Foolish child, you can’t fight worth a damn. I am the reason why you are still alive and here at this exact moment. Just leave Sephiroth I could have died a few moments ago.
You could also die right now, all I have to do is take control and attack the brute standing before us and stay still while he rips you apart. You wouldn’t do it; it would kill you as well. I could always take over the body of the brute in front of you. Yes but he could resist you unlike me. Very true but my will is stronger then his.
I snorted loudly and turned back to Chaos. I hoped he didn’t think I was nuts. Out of the blue another stallion arrived. What is this save Zexion day? ‘Are you alright, Zexion?’
Sapphire orbs looked at the other stallion that had just arrived. Kisser’s formed the words “I’m fine, who are you sir?” Before the question could be answer the brute turned to Chaos. ‘I suppose a thanks is in order, Chaos.’ ‘But you’ve traveled far from your home, to be performing such heroic acts.’ ‘Now, why are you here, Chaos?’
Between each word there was a small pause, in which I tried to speak up. Opticals focused on the stranger then Chaos. Oh how I wished Marly was here. Flipping my mane again I snorted loud enough for the stallions to hear me. Slowly I thought out my words.
“Who are you guys?”


The Character of Use: Zexion
The Words Spilt: 0368
The Color Used: Blue
The Comments of the Creator: Yayyy a Zex post!

[lynx'']

CHAOS

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You could spill a thousand
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Brow furrowed slightly as the black one spoke and the corner of my lip curled up into an almost invisable smirk, yet i couldn't hold back the quiet chuckle that parted from my hued maw. "A warrior?" I stated, slightly shocked at his title for such a small and fragile frame. I comforted him with a smile, not trying to scare him. Opticals washed overed the ebon frame, eyes sticking to the bright silver mane he owned. A small flash caught my eye and i jolted my cranium to the left just in time to see a small fawn skitter across the foggy path, aparantly, lost. I continued looking that way as i spoke again to him. "Zexion...perhaps you should ask Riku to give you some training. You didn't act too well back then with the cougar." I stated truthfully. Giving a loud snort as the frame of Riku slowly began to grow out of the thick fog. A small flicker of light pounded in my chest as he stepped forward and spoke to the nervous bronc; circling him and checking him over. I remained quiet and somewhat relaxed; although my cranium still held itself at a slightly arkward angle and my black stare was fixed to the dappled stallion, even when he finished his aiding and turned to me, speaking in almost painful tones. As the silver one gave a small nod, lips parted and musky tones rolled off my tongue. "...Indeed." I remained in my slightly tense statue for a few moments, before relaxing further and returning the stiff nod.

All attention was on the potential enemy and harks perked forward at his words, catching his curious tone. Why was i here? Could i even answer that? Proberly not. Skull was shaken as tresses fell over my cold stare and tones came out in a more polite manner than my first words. "Hm. I do suppose there is no apparant reason. Simply wandering, I didn't mean to intrude." Slightly apologetic tones came out of my mouth and i was sure to keep eye contact as to show my 'changed' self to the former enemy. Would he see the change at all? Or would he still see the dark, that at this moment lay still deep within me. Audits twisted around to face the ebon 'who are you guys' Skull snapped around to face him, a slightly annoyed expression plastered to my face as i forced out almost sneered words. "Forgive me, Zexion, but i'm pretty sure i already introduced myself." I gave a sharp snort and gave Riku a 'what the hell' look, this equine had clearly stated he was a warrior here but he didn't even know who Riku was. A slightly confused expression set upon my arabian dial as i rested a hind and waited for the dappled to speak.

Character: Chaos
Status: Complete
Word Count: 490
Comments: not as good, sorry =/
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[`anntho]

maRaluXia

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I gave myself a massive shake as I left the wooded area, blinking sleep from my lazily narrowed eyes. That had been a good nap. The fog still rolled around in my mind, making me stumble and stagger along as I worked the numbness out of my muscles from having laid in one place for a length of time. The sun warmed my black pelt as I continued moving on; humming my own little tune and staying in my own little world, on the way to the rose bed aside the lake; but sadly, I was drawn out of my imagination to the reality as the metallic screech of feline blood met my flared narels. My neck jerked upwards and I danced sideways; sidestepping across myself and peering around, ear up and flicking repeatidly around me until I passed the location.

As I closed the distance to the lake I realized that there were voices drifting towards me. Two deep and then one still slightly high. I recongnized two of them. Riku and Zexion. I righted my train of motion so I was no longer sidestepping and barreled off at full speed towards them; my stride stretched out to its lengths; arriving on the scene in a flash of black that slowed at Riku's side; pink tinted mane swaying against my neck. Zexion? What did you get into this time? I muttered, stepping forward to circle him in my own turn, thrusting at his shoulder with my muzzle rather roughly before heading back to stand at Riku's side. Zexion..this is Riku..your boss... I mumbled lowly, sending a wary look at the chestnut stallion that smelled of Hollow Woods, almost expecting more of the land to appear after him.

[[comments;; o.O its sucks, but its there. sorry guys. atleast anntho didn't show up XD]]

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[rayvencullen.]

ADELINA
When you’re own have died
When there's no more pride
When your soul is frozen
Is that enough?

Dense lands had grown even more denser than before, and for a moment she forgot how to navigate her own homelands - if she was still welcomed here. She wouldn't blame Riku for driving her out, it was her own choice to leave without a goodbye before suddenly returning without a given warning, but things have changed now since she had fallen in the hands of ranchers. She had become colder, a lot more bitter. But who could blame her? Being forced to carry a human's weight around upon your back while sharp silver things drove into the skin of your flank - no, fuck that, she couldn't bear it any longer. And it had brought her back to her own land. Watch out world, her she comes.

Dialage was lowered considerably low while brows were knitted together in fustration, audits slicked back into her hair, knees clicking with each step she took. Steps were light, though, her slender, very slender bodice moved with ease over the terra. Black muzzle would twitch while pink tongue rolled out from her cavern to swipe it before nasals would twitch in a slight snort while hind tresses kinked and waved in a fustrated flick. Approuching the heart of the lands she stopped, lingering within the shadows while dark green eyes flicked between the animals gathered below her. Chaos, the chestnut arabian, Riku, the gray arabian and another she had not known of, and slowly - very slowly, made her way down the hill.

Haunches gathered beneath her form to steady her falling weight while rocks shifted underneath her black hooves. Her ears were still pinned dangerously into her mane until she launched herself into the air to avoid much more 'climbing' down towards them and nearly trampling them in the process before sifting through the crowd lazily, keeping her venomous gaze on each and every passer-by while tongue continued to sweep her nose before light, cocky smile was given towards Chaos. Taking a deep breath her shoulder, now branded with a U and a cross in the middle, rolled forward and she spoke. "What, no god damn welcoming party? Not a very fun pack you guys are."