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 Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2006 5:33 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2006 1:11 am
DiZ stepped into his old work room and looked about. "It's gotten messy." He walked to his desk, then over to 'his' portrait. He laughed deeply and looked at the woman in the shadows. "Welcome to my home."
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2006 1:17 am
"Cozy," Esd remarked, patting dust off her cloak that had gotten attatched when she accidentally leaned against a shelf. She gave the offending furniture a distasteful look, and stepped closer to the center of the room. "It must be nostalgic for you, to be surrounded by this old research." She smiled slyly. "Or perhaps it just brings back bad memories."
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2006 1:21 am
DiZ sat down in his chair and looked at her. "I suppose it serves as a reminder of what I've created." He told her dryly.
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2006 1:28 am
"My apologies," Esd replied, deciding she'd rather not sit until the room had been set to order. "I suppose I should thank you, though. I don't have to feel the weight of my own mistakes." She placed a hand on her chest, where one's heart should be.
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2006 1:32 am
DiZ cast a light glance at her before getting up. "Perhaps I should redecorate." He suggested.
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2006 1:38 am
"Do what you need to. This needs to be a workable space of operation. ...And it is a bit cluttered, my friend." Esd leaned over to inspect the state of the floor. "Would you like help?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2006 1:43 am
"Help would be greatly appricated." He told her looking around with his hand on his chin. "First I need to check on something more important than a cluttered room." He walked over to a panel in the room, and somehow made it open to reveal a metal room.
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2006 1:48 am
"Now that's impressive," the cloaked woman remarked.
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2006 6:41 am
(Well I guess this can go here, when I originally made it the idea was more of a floating void of darkness from which the heartless baddies plot their nefarious schemes. The DiZ crew already have laid claim to Hollow bastian it appears. I still hadn't chosen where to put my base.)
Mortimer lounges in his black and grey throne as he gazes through the crystal orb floating above the table. "Sora, now what to do with you." A gaunt figure in flowing robes steps out of the shadows behind the throne.
"Vermin, you have promised me power yet I have seen none of this. I must return to my own world and continue my works." Rasputin presses one bony finger to mortimers snout. "Deliver these servants of yours so I may be on my way."
Mortimer swats the bony hand away, "Patience Rasputin I have need of you here. You can have your heartless when I decide you can." He returns his gaze to the crystal ball. "Now leave me, I have to locate more initiates to our cause." The view in the ball shifts as Rasputin melts back into the shadows.
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2006 6:46 am
Mortimer leans forward to look through the crystal ball. "Yes that will do nicely." The view of the crystal shows a high tech city. A dark portal appears through which Mortimer calmy strides. As soon as Mortimer is gone Rasputin melts out of the shadows and looks at the crystal.
"You try to hold too much vermin. When you slip I will take it all." He turns back to the crystal, "Perhaps I should find my own initiates."
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2006 2:40 pm
"It's it though?" He asked stepping down the corridor to his computer. He looked hard at it for a moment before typing in something. "This is what I used to protect 'Hollow Bastion.'" He told Esd.
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2006 10:16 pm
Unaware of the evil that loomed in the town, Aerith walked through Hallow Bastion's square, carrying a woven basket of flowers on one arm. She was humming a simple tune, one which she had known for all of her life...but she wasn't exactly sure as to why. A peaceful expression was displayed on her face, and her long pleat of hair bobbed behind her as she made her way back to Merlin's house, where she hoped she would meet up with the other's....
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 1:05 am
"Aerith!" Yuna called out running after her. Yuna's long half skirt flew out behind her "Did you hear?! Ansem's back!!"
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