melodiesoflife | Event || Doppelgangers

Event || Doppelgangers

Characters: All characters who signed-up for the event.
Where: Dreams.
When: Overnight from April 16th to April 17th.
Summary: The Heroes of Light have a shared dream— They find themselves in the body of a Hero of Light from two thousand years ago, both witnessing events and reenacting things that happened back then. But these Heroes of Light aren't just anybody; they are people from their homeworlds... And sometimes themselves. Please refer to the second OOC Post for details and plotting.
Warning: Battles, death, tragedies, bad things overall.

Common Dream || Mingle

Group A || The Dissensions
Group B || The Hacking
Group C || The Betrayal
Group D || The Enemy Within
Group E || The Plan
Group F || The Other Way
Group G || The End

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[Terra shakes her head. She isn't concerning herself with anything as trivial as those in crystallis but that voice within her thoughts is tugging at her.]

Part of me wonders if you are fighting for the world or it's people.

[She can't people what she's saying, these aren't her own thoughts.

But we need to save the people...

Terra shakes her head and turns to walk away. She isn't interested in this sort of thing and she doesn't know why that voice is. They will play their parts and what happens has already been decided. As far as she is concerned.]

[Terra grunts and shakes her head.]

That is no concern of mine.

[She turns away from the woman unsure of what to even say. She knows nothing of data and she knows that heroes will die. They are always dying, it's the curse of being human.

her other-worldly gaze turns back towards the woman.]

Are you suggesting that some might rather die?

[Her gaze meets his, shining slightly from the magic that coursed through her form. She feels a soft tug either from the voice within her or just a feeling within her own thoughts. She can trust Sephiroth, there has never been a reason not to.

Yeah, Sephiroth is..

Terra silences the voice not wanting to be swayed any further by it. She doesn't need those sorts of doubt or emotions now. She's been so long without them.]

Yes.

[There is a pause as a claw raises to rest over her heart.]

I don't trust the others. They only play their parts like puppets on strings.

[Dycedarg shrugs.]

Is it not the same thing? If the world is destroyed, all the people within perish. The spread of Crystallization must be stopped at all costs.

[He shakes his head. If the beast-girl wishes to walk away believing him to be some sort of villain, it concerns him not. As long as the majority of the Heroes hold him in trust, he can go forth with his plan and deliver Crystallis from its doom.]

While they traveled together as a group, Gaara purposely remained in the background. Even though he didn’t feel as compelled to kill Ventuswill and Yugi, he had no reason to act friendly toward the others. Most of them were annoying, reminding him of those people that claimed to be his brother and sister. Once they completed the mission, they could go on their separate ways.

And maybe then, that irritating voice inside his head would finally shut up. He didn’t recognize it, because it wasn’t Shukaku. On occasion, he would begrudgingly listen, if only to make the senseless chatter stop. He could cooperate with these people for a short while – use them as long as he needed, just to meet the objective. He didn’t have his sand powers, which initially pissed him off, but learned to utilize these new abilities, for the time being.

Dycedarg’s betrayal didn’t even faze him. Gaara stared at him with indifference, and watched as several others in the group charged forward. If they wanted to be impulsive, that was their decision. He had one goal in mind: kill Dycedarg and reclaim the crystal. It would be much more efficient if he waited for the others to distract the enemy, and then go in for the kill at the right moment. At least, that was what the voice inside his head dictated.

Edited 2015-04-25 19:11 (UTC)

"It's quite alright. And there's no shame in doing what you must to help your thoughts along. Being able to consider different points of view is an important skill. Too often being able to see something from another angle is simply considered "Crazy" or "Foolhardy". This is a trying time for all of us and the most important thing to do is to remember to think critically about everything."

He tipped his hat as he stepped back from the doorway. "I apologize for disturbing you as well. Good luck going forward. May the Father of Understanding guide us."

[Despite what Hylia thinks, that wasn't meant as a slip towards revealing his intentions -even if on a second thought he too could see the irony in his own statement.

{...puppets....}

Sephiroth's expression softens a little under Hylia's scrutiny. He even shrugs it off, those heavy implications. No matter how inside, it's bitter to think that he too might be being used in some larger machination.

{...so high and mighty. What gives you the right-}

The smaller consciousness soon regrets having thought that.]

It's not going to assist what must be done here, now, to ponder on such heavy philosophical questions.

[She's like a delicate flame all on her own. Easy to bask in it's warmth and light, in this case the very obvious power that Sephiroth can tell Terra has, but just as easy to burn oneself if he got too close. Terra could be a vicious creature, indeed, her claws have known no shortage of that. Even if she's more magical by nature.

Satisfied, Sephiroth discreetly dispels the light hold over her and resets his tall and confident posture next to her in the hallway.]

Hm. [How to put this? Without putting too much forward-]

Sometimes, puppets are necessary, Terra.

You know, much as I do, that victory here is only going to those who strive to achieve the same.

Rikku had known it was hopeless, like crying at the dark. Her breath catches when she sees Yunalesca seem to struggle. Had something really started to get through? The cry that results when the spell strikes is quickly choked off as her body convulses, a precious portion of her remaining lifeforce leaving in a spark. She collapses to one knee, gasping. A ruse, it was all a ruse! In her foolishness, she’d let hope get the best of her and what had happened? Her guard went down.

So many steps closer to death, the grief and adrenaline no longer numbed the pain of her injuries, it laced the words to her comrades, “You’re all wasting your breath!” She clawed at the ground in frustration before pushing herself up to her feet, “Stop thinking you’re talking to a woman, and realize what stands before you – is nothing more than a fiend!” First making a fist, she holds two fingers up to her lips, casting Stealth.

As though cut from film in an editing glitch, the girl is gone. Barley a moment passes when, without a sound, a whirlwind of daggers appears above Yunalesca, hurling down at the creature in razor sharp rain as the ninja casts Throw.

Edited 2015-04-25 20:42 (UTC)

Rikku failed spectacularly at hiding the wince that resulted. Her time with Paine gave her a tough skin for dealing with blunt people. Still, that was extra harsh. Shizel had always been a grump, but the woman had become...off lately.

With everything going on, who could blame someone - maybe becoming cold and distant and...cruel was a defense mechanism? The thief hated being alone - it was hard for her to believe anyone could truly want that. She shrugged the insult off, lacing her hands behind her back and looking at the map to try to find whatever was so intriguing as she rocking from heel to toe.

"Is this your first fight?"

No. No. What part of 'we aren't going to fight you' is no one understanding?

Gwen, it's too late. She's going to cut you all down if you don't fight back!

No. This woman was their ally. That was always Jack's job, to kill those who turned on Torchwood. It's Suzie Costello all over again. Gwen shouts her reply, angrily, to the thought that has filtered into her head, as well as to her other allies at the same time. "I'm not going to kill a woman who's just lashing out because she's afraid!"

Gwen moves to stand by Chelsea, to hold guard over the kid. She can protect her allies, even as she refuses to strike back at her other ally. "You can stand up against your own damn despair, you don't have to hurt us just because we won't!"

Well, that's it, plan B it is. The Onion Knight casts an apologetic look at Gwen, shaking his head.

"I'm sorry, it's too late now. She won't listen to reason and we're out of time."

Then he turns to Yunalesca, and activates his limit break. Hurling a shuriken at her a la the ninja class and then vanishing and appearing behind her for a back attack. It helps that the shuriken throw is enhanced by a little skill he picked up from the archer class: River of Blood. He's hoping for enough support from his allies to move on to step two in his planned combo.

Amid all the chaos, Haytham stood steady. The man had always seemed cold, and but here he just seemed a bit too calm given the situation. The loss of their allies and the milling of the creatures on the previous platform would have left most people shaken. But that frozen heart what allowed Haytham to take on the operations no one else wanted to, or the ones with the highest risks.

His eyes narrowed as they locked with Kenshin's. "Why? Why what? Why did the bridge fall? Why would you ask me that? If you mean to accuse me of something, come out and say it." He turned before Kenshin could respond, smirking as the others came to his support, even if indirectly.

{So this is how you do it. Stage an accident or take advantage of a situation. You don't even have the decency to kill them face to face!}

Haytham whirled back around, his eyes scanning the area. That voice had been buzzing softly in his mind but now he heard it clearly. It was definitely that Assassin. But she had just fallen into the abyss behind them. How? His Assassin skills, Eagle Vision, he couldn't sense anyone hiding...

"We will see this through, that we will," he said lightly. Even as he spoke, he knew that he was just speaking words. They still have to act and only then could his words be full of certainty. As it stood now, he was still unsure if there would be a next day, let alone one in which all can survive.

At the mentioning of her name, he looked over the other Heroes, finding her in her plain clothing talking quietly to some others. Even at that distance, she looked over at him and smiled even as he dipped his head a little. Look at him, acting like a young man when he was at least a decade older than her. Then again, he was still surprised that she actually accepted him so much as she did, so there was that at least.

Oro? But Kaoru shouldn't... I am not worthy of such!

He ignored that doubting voice and turned his attention back to Gwen. "She is samurai, that she is." As if it an answer that anyone would understand. "She is fine. This one is more worried about one's own chances in a fight, that one is."

Not that he was terrible, far from it, but Kenshin had kept his skills more of a secret. His skills was at such a level he could make his swordsmanship look like a complete mockery of such, even though it takes more skill to look incompetent than to actually be deadly.

I'm not just a tag-along kid?

[Nanami nods]

I want people ot be able to count on me. But this is all too much.

[and hte little voice in hr head panicking wasn't helping]

[She isn't sure why she is talking so much. She found the young knights ideals exhausting. Who can live up to such things?

We can! Together.

That voice again. Terra looks towards the knight, her eyes glowing slightly as magic thrills through her body.]

It's dangerous to be close. Just because we know we shouldn't lose out guards.

[It is a simple enough answer but she doesn't know why she is prolonging the conversation. She usually doesn't like talking to the other heroes.]

"We just need to keep it up until they're done," Nanami said. After that... well, maybe they could run?

No, you can't! You're all going to die!

She did hear Asuka and was advancing to the door. Slowly. She didn't remember much form home any more, but she couldn't look directly at the crystals to see if they looked like other Heroes. "I'm coming, all right!" It didn't have the bite it usually did. She wasn't seriously hurt, but she could feel grazes and that her body was still sore, despite the curaga.

A crystal being grabbed at her, and Nanami shrieked as she hacked at it. "Fireaga!"

Dycedarg narrows his eyes as Yugi dodges the dark attack. The Heroes think he lacks the ability to control his new powers? They presume to know better than he about his own strengths?

He reaches further into the reserve of power the dark crystal hosts. His next attack does not come from his direction. The crystalline walls of the cave itself suddenly pulse, sending crystal pillars sweeping across the Heroes' path. The blow will send them, as well as the crystal statues attacking them, hurtling, though it will not kill anyone unless they have the misfortune of landing on their neck or upon an ally's sword.

In the moment following the attack, Dycedarg raises a hand and sends a green mist down upon his former allies. Poison, his weapon of choice, now taints the air of the cave, sapping strength away slowly, but surely. It seems not to affect him, though he had grown even paler, almost inhumanly so.

"Gwen... She has made her decision. I'm afraid we have little choice but to find a way to stop her. Otherwise, we won't be able to reach Garland at all." He glances her way, feeling tired and knowing that he must fight once again, whatever the outcome.

'That's it? You're really going to just give up?'

No... It may not be necessary to kill her, he thinks stubbornly. But they're running precious short on time and energy. They must act, even if that action isn't his preferred one. Richard lifts his rapier, shivering with electric energy as his mind whirls through possible battle tactics. She will be strong, he knows.

Asbel, Sophie... Wherever you are, I hope you'll lend me your strength and your courage... this one last time.

'Richard...!'

The prince shakes the voice from his head painfully and focuses on Yunalesca, his steps slower than he'd like as he leaps around the forms scattered over the floor, swinging the blade up towards her, crackling with a Thunder Blade.

"I'm not entirely certain..." Richard admits, opting for a tone of calm. His gloved fingers stray automatically to the crystal tucked safely inside his jacket.

"They're still quite mysterious, despite how much we've learned about them over the years. Has something in particular prompted your concern?"

It's not the most pleasant of possibilities, and the mere suggestion that everything might go terribly wrong due to a miscalculation on their part, well, it has him a bit on edge.

It's not the same.

[Terra stops, though she doesn't know why she tries to explain this to someone who is so far from being able to feel connected to the planet.]

Human's can live anywhere. Should the planet die only the creatures attached to this world will perish.

[She doesn't expect him to understand.

So why don't we get people somewhere else before we fight?

There is no place to run.]

[Richard comes to stand beside her, maintaining a polite distance as he inspects the map for himself. It seems that every time they consult it, the crystallization effect has spread out even further across the planet. Soon...]

[Wait, what? How in the world has it progressed this fast? I thought--]

[Certainly, it's progression is unsettling. Perhaps that's why Nanami keeps gazing at it so suspiciously?]

It's quite worrisome, isn't it? But we must not let this shake our resolve. We're going to do everything we can to save this world. All of us, together.

[She feels her claws flinch as the storm outside continues to rage on. The air is charged; maybe that's what's setting her on edge. Either way she doesn't like it.]

I know, you're right.

[Terra glances up at the tall strong figure who stood with her. He has always been strength embodied in his actions and words. She nods her head as if affirming his sentiments.

I don't think he's right

Though there was no room for doubt in the Espers heart.]

This is all we could have hoped for.

"Who me? I'm fine. Just thinking that someone in one of the crystalized towns owed me money. And that I should check my jobs again."

Vlad had experimented a bit with the other jobs to duplicate his witchcraft, but that wasn't something he wanted to worry about in combat. The stray thoughts felt like witchcraft; certainly without that or the Imperial Orb, he shouldn't be picking up anything but Loiosh.

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