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Post by maleficent on Aug 31, 2006 16:20:43 GMT -5
A green orb traveled slowly and purposefully through a deserted group of red clay buildings. Maleficent had sent the darkness of the heartless upon this world in search of the key bearer more than a year ago, and although she found Sora elsewhere there was a darkness here which grew deeper by the moment. The heartless were contained here by some power and were no longer destroying the remnants of the fledgling settlement, but something more sinister still hid behind these dusty walls. The same power which continually defeated her minions was drawing her inexorably to this place. How could her forces be contained by something more dark and empty than she? Was it, perhaps, a nobody -- a nobody that was more void and powerful than Xemnas could ever have been. The depth of the despair was sickening, yet it made her heart glad. She had to know its secret, and wield it herself, or at least keep it at her side. Maleficent heard the opening and closing of a heavy door and the frantic clodding of a racing pace against the red soil. The green orb hid in an alleyway then continued past the blonde woman inside the quaint, dilapidated building to observe the darkness which beckoned her.
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Post by Milliardo on Sept 2, 2006 15:32:28 GMT -5
The couch was sagging, the T.V. was blaring. A bottle of gin rested on a well toned abdomen covered only by a thin undershirt. A pair of azure eyes were heavily lidded and thin lips that had long since forgotten how to smile parted to embrace the open end of the bottle. The liquor reeked worse than paint thinner ad he groaned as it sent fire down his throat. Someone was nearing the room, and he really had nothing they could steal. Maybe they would shoot him..and maybe it would look as good as it did on the Tom and Jerry wailing from the television.
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Post by lori on Sept 2, 2006 15:58:00 GMT -5
Lori ran back into their home, breathing heavily. "Damn it I forgot the keys!" she shouted while racing past the living room, not even noticing the new green light emanating from the back wall. She grabbed her keys off the dresser and stuffed them in her clutch. She stopped before storming out again. That pitiful excuse for a man was still lying there, smelly and filthy, watching recorded cartoons. Her heart sank as she thought, again, that she just wasn't good enough for him, and she'd never make him happy. She'd never make anyone happy. They'd been living together for six months now, and it had finally come to this. He was so disgusted with her ugliness he wouldn't even sleep with her. Lori breathed deeply for a few seconds then hurried out the door so not to be late for work.
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Post by Milliardo on Sept 4, 2006 18:38:28 GMT -5
He blinked slowly as the tail of gold hair ran by. He swung his feet to the ground with another laboured groan. Slim fingers ran back through his own platinum strands as he stumbled over to what looked like a potted plant.The sound of a zipper followed. Lori had told him to water her plants. Might as well kill two birds with one stone.
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Post by maleficent on Sept 7, 2006 0:12:36 GMT -5
Humans were filthy creatures. The disgusting figure she looked on, relieving himself on a hat stand, was the source of all the darkness, the one she'd been searching for. Humans could be afforded such power and fitter it away on nothing-- alcohol, mindlessness, and wasted time. She had never felt so disappointed-- except, perhaps, by Riku who had the potential to truly master the darkness. Pure evil was a force to be reckoned with, and few could wield it's power. Maleficent had hoped she had found another apprentice. Someone she could trust to use the darkness in the ways she saw fit, when she needed a bit of relaxation. She needed a companion, too, since the paralysis of her dear pet, Diablo, in stone. This red planet had been yet another dead end. The green light vacated the building and set out to find the remnants of the heartless army which had been trapped here for so long. The new search led to an old Preventers shuttle, lying to waste outside its hangar. It had been locked... by a keyblade?
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Post by lucrezia on Sept 27, 2006 13:19:59 GMT -5
"Checkmate. You know, it might be profitable for you to try a DIFFERENT strategy after the three hundred and eighty-seventh loss." She sighed heavily at the shadow which sat across the chessboard. This new life as a new sort of prisoner was becoming maddening. Actually, it had been maddening since about day two, and now it had been one year, three months, twenty-four days, four hours and seventeen minutes, give or take a little. The heartless woman mentally kicked herself for keeping track, but old habits die hard, she always kept time. The Preventer shuttle was comfortable enough, though a bit crowded with all the heartless. It was a miracle they had all stayed alive this long, due mostly to the genius of a particular heartless engineer, and the generosity of a certain guilty conscience.
Lucrezia looked up suddenly as she felt the heart of someone approaching. It was dark, but not the same as her 'patron's.' The chatter which continually filled the shuttle silenced and they all waited for what they hoped would be a chance of escape, or at least of gaining another heart. "Hello, and who has come to brave an audience with the soul-stealing martian creatures of darkness? We call ourselves heartless, and wish to be addressed as such. Aid us and we may spare you," Lucrezia intoned, as had become custom when anyone new approached. Most humans ran at this, but whoever this was they .... were they laughing?
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Post by maleficent on Sept 28, 2006 15:02:44 GMT -5
Maleficent laughed at the voice of her minions' new leader and materialized before the shuttle door. "How commanding you sound, my dear, not at all like the other heartless. You must have a strong heart to have retained some semblance of human form. Tell me, who are you that you can control my army?"
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Post by lori on Sept 28, 2006 19:01:53 GMT -5
It was three in the morning by the time she locked the cantina doors behind her and headed home. "He had better remembered our garden," she mumbled to herself before unlocking the door and stepping into the living room. The lights were out but the t.v. was still on and the place smelled aweful-- of alcohol and ... urine? Lori turned on the light and began to hang up her coat before she noticed the source of the odor, a stain on the wall and a puddle on the floor. "Son of a bitch," she huffed before storming back into the bedroom. "You slovenly, filthy, drunken, stupid, fuck! Get up!"
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Post by Milliardo on Sept 28, 2006 19:11:20 GMT -5
He was sitting against a lopsided dresser, pants around ankles. His eyes were bloodshot and struggled to get her in focus. "Thhh..carpe..t.izzz different..here.."
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Post by luke on Sept 30, 2006 16:34:20 GMT -5
That particular Heartless engineer was currently pressing his face against a window to gape at Maleficient. "Mom?" He had given that name to Lucrezia after she had been nice enough to put up with his PTSD. (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder) "There's a goat on two legs outside...."
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Post by lori on Sept 30, 2006 16:39:01 GMT -5
"Ugh, God, I can't deal with you right now, I'm going to Chris', and you'll be lucky if I come back!" Lori screamed before storming out. All she wanted was some comfort after a shit night at work, but she always had to clean up after him. She essentially never left work. Lori hated drunks. When they had met, he was one of the few patron who didn't get rude, loud, or handsy; now he was worse than any of the others. He destroyed their house, gave her grief about everything but otherwise ignored her existence. Lori was getting to be as miserable as he was.
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Post by lucrezia on Sept 30, 2006 16:43:04 GMT -5
"I don't think she's a goat. I think she's the mother alien.," Lucrezia whispered to Luke in reply before answering Maleficent, "I am Lucrezia Noin, who are you that calls yourself leader of the aliens named Heartless?" she finished, in parallel to Maleficent's archaic speech. For some reason Lucrezia thought she might trust Maleficent, as she was one of them now, and maybe her greater rank gave her the ability to open the stupid locked door.
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Post by maleficent on Sept 30, 2006 16:46:13 GMT -5
"I am Maleficent, the Mistriss of all Evil and Faerie of Darkness; you may call me Your Excellency." Maleficent answered, while contemplating ways to free her army. This new heartless seemed promising. Perhaps this search for an apprentice wasn't a failure quite yet.
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Post by Milliardo on Sept 30, 2006 16:48:37 GMT -5
He rolled to the side. The buzz was wearing off and it was a battle to fumble to the bathroom and purge his stomach in one heave. He fell back agaist the wall brow dripping and cheeks flushed. "I'll never drink again.." It was lie..just like every other part of the routine. He got up,shakily sponging the mess out of the carpet,wiping the hat rack and cleaning whatever other drunken mess he had made either by shadow boxing or just throwing a tantrum.
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Post by luke on Sept 30, 2006 16:59:48 GMT -5
He blinked..pressing face more* "That's one ugly mother..."
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