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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Faize offered Sophia a confused glance at Blair's comment. She should know? Know what, exactly? Suspicion bubbled up, an exhausted sort of wariness. Everyone here could have plans of their own, couldn't they....? What was the connection there....?

"Are you truly alright with this? With the deaths of so many innocent people, for a 'maybe'?!"

He doesn't draw his rapier, not yet, but he tenses, glaring at Blair in particular.

Grinding his teeth, he cast blizzaga twice on the doors. Immediately, the ice started cracking under the sheer number of crystalline bodies trying to come through.
Had he made the wrong choice? Their numbers were so overwhelming...

He heard Asuka's screech, stirring the hair on the back of his neck.
The royal figure now had her face turned towards Daphne, and was approaching her.
He couldn't see Nanami or Sandy.
He had no idea how the hackers were progressing. But then he heard Daphne from the midst of a growing crowd of crystal beings- I think the mission has failed...

"Don't give in!" he shouted back to her, as much to let her know that he was still alive as to encourage her. "Until you know the information can't be found, we aren't done!"

He hacked his way through the enemies that were growing more and more in number, despite his last attempt to stop the doors.
Yes, things were desperate. Bleakly so. But-!
"Just one of us- has to- make it out-- with the information!"

It would not be him. If the hackers did succeed, he would not be the one to get out. In the Red was active. His magic was running low.
He would burn out here.

('Fukutomi-san-!' Manami understood that reasoning in a bike race, but with life and death on the line... 'You're strong.')

Of course he is.

And then Fukutomi found himself near that Queen. It turned its eyeless face towards him as if wondering who would dare disturb her as she closed in on her chosen target.
He had no time for words of rebuttal against such a look. This was simply another enemy, but one with some grip over Daphne. So he would take care of it.

"Waterga! Thundaga!" He closed quickly, sword aimed for the face.
If this will hurt, don't watch, Daphne.

Was this fear? No way to be sure- but it seemed too much thought through for an impulsive response, at the very least. No more time to think it over, though. If they were lucky, they'd have something left over- assuming they made it through.

Thancred swallowed the potion and reached for a set of his own daggers, moving to ensure they wouldn't interrupt the paths of the others' attacks before casting Throw himself. In the next moment, he activated Stealth, waiting to see what would come next.

I will go into the caves. A good thing, too. The few that I will be exploring with look like the kind who don't want to be hit.

Where will you be going?

No one would want to go without being that. Though we can't be prepared for everything, so just be prepared for things that might happen. For example, maybe we should go and get some potions and things like that.

I know.

[She smiles then shaking her head slightly at the demon.]

I meant that you have been. There is no need to pretend that you don't have good intentions.

[Hylia feels the darkness within him but there is also light. Forever at war inside his body. That's how it is with most and since arriving here, little by little, his light has shined brighter.]

Thank you.

[The Esper gave him a nod before turning down the hallway. She has nothing else to say and if he does he will stop her. He isn't one for idle chatter and neither is she. Perhaps that is why she feels connected to the strong warrior but then it could be something else.

How do you feel about him?

Feelings had nothing to do with anything and she didn't know why that voice is so insistent on them. They have something to do and they will succeed even if it's just a few of them.]

[He's not sure that he agrees with that sentiment. Unseen paths mean doorways that might not be open yet, that might be waiting to open when he doesn't expect -or much want- them to. Corners that threats might be hiding around ready to catch him unawares. Sephiroth has spent years dedicating himself to knowing of all of it, to have a way he has not yet thought of-

It's best not to ponder too heavily. The small voice in his head doesn't need any other insecurities to feed on. Sephiroth must be in a position to will himself completely in a certain direction when the time comes.]

Wise words. [He offers a lilt of his head in her direction before resetting his head neutral and drawing back his shoulders. That usual, confident posture of his.]

Not least, the enormity of our task now.

[The obvious fact that Cloud doesn't have such a good handle on his emotions when compared to Sephiroth is exactly why the vast majority of other Heroes are more inclined to believe in the strong, cool and collected warrior when compared to the bear-with-a-sore-bum that Cloud appeared to be. It almost came across as jealousy at times, which just suited Sephiroth's purpose more.

Sephiroth even jumps, ever-so slightly at the violent reaction Cloud delivers to the console. He needs to be so careful, as despite all the Custom Jobs he had equipped already if Cloud decides to end him here it really would all be over. With a carefully crafted edge of concern Sephiroth watches silently as Cloud pulls himself back into order.

Never mind how he's already laughing heartily inside. And then Cloud follows with that comment. The urge to twist his smile into a knowing smirk is heavily repressed, instead Sephiroth takes a step back and makes it look as if he's taking a broader look at the whole map. Answering Cloud as if they were discussing the weather; that casually.]

Of course.

{Northern Crater. My Promised Land. The Reunion.}

And who knows, maybe after all this is done- we even might be able to revisit there.

[Careful. Careful. That's just about as close to a hint as Cloud is allowed to get. Expressed as if it were a keen memory of a well-enjoyed vacation, or something.]

[Still, Sephiroth will be telling himself that Yugi was damn lucky he'd decided to pull his swing back just at that moment. Outwardly though, he's no where near as hostile. As for Masamune, considering it's over a foot longer than Sephiroth is tall --it might well be one of the longest swords ever as far as anyone here is concerned.

He nods and offers a light, but kind smile at Yugi as he flicks the blade finally around to rest it's dull edge along the back of his arm. The fierce point curling almost like a slight talon well passed the top of Sephiroth's silver head.]

Something like that. Would you care to?

[He's always been ever so good at sparring constructively with other Heroes. Sephiroth knows exactly the pressure required to cut skin and only ever inflicts mere scratches at best.]

No, I believe that will be all. Pardon my taking up your time. I have some preparations to see to as well.

[Where that there was time, Haytham would tail Dycedarg to try to see if there truly was anything else, but dealing with that Assassin was his primary focus.

There would be time enough to assess and deal with the other heroes later.

Haytham tipped his hat and turned to walk away.]

[]The pet names always put Cloud off a bit, but he had enough on his mind today that it was easy enough to ignore it.[]

I guess I've lost sight of what I want my happy ending to be.

{What about Tifa?}

....no, that's not true. It's just...this world took us from different times. How do I deal with someone I pined after when I was younger, but she's still the same and I'm... [Broken. Fixed. Wounded. Damaged goods. Jaded. Running away.] Older?

[Kwanchai walks by Esteban slowly, lost in thought. As he passes, he glances out the window at the falling rain, and regards the demon from behind his mask. A small voice in his head- one of many- tells him that this person looks like "Johnny". And so he responds out loud, seemingly without provocation, still staring at the pale humanoid.]

Who?

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I...maybe.

[With all that Cloud had been through both here and back home he had lost sight of those little things that could make him happy. He was beginning to rebuild after he beat Sephiroth that final time, but when he arrived in Crystallis everything had been flipped on its head.

'Friends'. That word had almost lost its meaning for him.

{Really? Having a friend isn't hard. You just need to reach out and support them.}]

Maybe a little strange...

[ {Just let her in.} ]

But not bad.

[Cloud gives a somber nod.] My best friend was pretty much the same. He dreamed of being a hero, we both did, but he had the clearer path. I was behind him, but he had no problem holding out a hand to help me follow.

He gave his life to let me live. His last words were that I was his living legacy. It kept me going back home but here...His name was Zack Fair. You might have met him. [Cloud still held on to the sword that the Zack of this world used. He wore it on his back into battle, even if he was now using his own to fight.]

Investigating one of the ruins in the hopes of finding an artifact to turn all of this... [He gestures at the map.] Around. I can only hope that our poking around in things we do not understand doesn't cause any further harm.

Sometimes I think we would have been better off leaving well enough alone. Certainly we should have spent more time considering our actions.

I'll be fine.

[But he couldn't help but seem a bit shocked at her second comment. He turned, looking at her fully as if expecting someone else to be standing there. It wasn't something he ever remembered her saying as a kid.]

Same old...I'm older than you here. I'm not the Cloud you remember from Nibelheim. ['I wish I could be though. I miss those simpler days.']

If we can get through this, maybe we can save this world. Or at least maybe we can go home. [It was a desperate hope but he was rapidly running out of things to hold onto in this world.] Which group do you think you'll be going with?

[Cloud's lips purse tighter. This is why he didn't want to talk about this. There was nothing good to come from talking about homes.]

Neither do I. Not anymore. [He made a pointed glance at Sephiroth but didn't say anything. There was no point. It only ever lead to arguments.]

[{Is that true? I saw your memories. Don't you live with Tifa now?}]

I had a new home to go back to, but I wound up here instead. [Maybe he could have had a life with Tifa. But not here. This was the wrong Tifa. And he had to watch his friends die, some for not the first time.

This place wasn't home either.]

Yes.

[Zelda turns from the rain feeling a chill seep into her bones.]

If you will excuse me.

[She isn't sure she wishes to stay in the presence of such darkness. Cloud will be watching and it is his fight. He is the hero tasked with that as Link is her hero, tasked to face a different darkness.

Does there have to be such darkness.

As long as there is light, darkness will rise to meet it.]

[Terra just shakes her head.]

Should I clarify? I have no world to return to. My world has cast of magic and those like me. Should I return I will be used and killed.

[Her tone isn't sad only as if she spoke the truth. It is a fact of her world that people fear magic and seek to use the Espers powers. That is how her race ended with her.

That can't be true!

She grunts shaking her head.]

So you see. No one to return to, no world. You are not like that.

[Kwanchai seems to have pulled Esteban out of his brooding daydream. He blinks at him for a moment, before smiling and tilting his head coyly, batting his eyes as usual. The color of the horns, the white hair and those electric blue eyes were definitely the same as Johnny's, but the similarities seemed to end there.]

What was that, dear?

[His expression softens. Hylia was right about those feelings in him; while it was impossible to shake his nature entirely, his short time in Crystallis and with Rachel have definitely rubbed off on him.]

Hmm, well, I do try. Sometimes, anyway. I'm not sure how good they always are, but I'm pretty sure people can tell when they're not.

[He waggles his eyebrows a bit, in a "if you catch my drift" manner. You can't pull Ban's mind out of the gutter for too long.]

He's never liked me very much. He's had a very difficult life, being a half-demon born and raised among humans, and I'm certain he blames me for it. Ah, despite the fact that I didn't even know he existed before we all arrived here. But he's very stubborn, so I don't think he's going to listen to reason.

[There's that voice again. It's faint, but it's definitely berating him for his choice of description. He's not sure whether or not to be disturbed or to laugh, really.]

...But I digress. Since Rachel died, he's definitely stayed away from me. I'm not sure there's anything I can do about it. He probably blames me for that, too.

[Cloud might be able to take solace in the fact that everyone gets pet names from him. They also get touched a lot. Like Cloud is now, with a reassuring pat on the arm.]

It is weird, isn't it? I know Rachel was a few years older than Johnny remembered her. I'm not sure how they chose when people come from, let alone where. Have you tried explaining it to her? I'm sure she knows time is a funny thing around here; maybe she'll understand.

I'll be sure to. [This time her smile is a confident one, sure that they will see their goal through to the end despite the odds stacked against them.]

It'd do us no good for me to be openly mopey, would it? We're doing this for all the people we've already lost, too.

[ Like Fayt...

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