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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[She did think that was an odd choice of words to say the least. After all it made it seem like they had forgotten before.]

I'm sorry, but you said remember him this time? Did you forget them or something before?

[She gave a small smile however, giving a bow.]

I'm glad to actually be of help this time. After the last few months I've been pretty much useless. So I'm glad that you find what I said to be useful.

[Nanami nodded]

Better to be over prepared, right?

Fukutomi grunted in surprise as a scream was punctuated with a sword coming through from the other side of the crystal Queen, killing it.

"Nanami?"

Indeed, it was her on the other side. The crystal form slumped and started breaking down, but there was little sense of victory. They were hopelessly outmatched, surrounded and-. He looked up at Daphne. She was right. Maybe even two of them could escape. (But was it with the all-important information?)

"Use your skills and go! Take Nanami. Go!" He knew they would have protests, but it was the only way, and there was no time to say more. He shoved Nanami in Daphne's direction, just as five dark blue figures with familiar faces closed in around him... The faces like his teammates'.

('No, but they're-!')

"You are not them. How dare you wear their faces."

(Manami cringed. 'It's not me!')

I know, Manami. So nor are they strong like you.

They smiled eerily, and attacked.

[It is like the act of a play moving forward while Terra stares on. She can't react as if her feet are glued in place, paralyzed by something. Fear? It can't be fear. She hasn't experienced such an emotion in so long but then there is that voice within her. Was it that voices fear?

You can't hurt him!

But what if she isn't given a choice? She won't die in place of others, she's lived this long. It is selfish and maybe even cruel but the beast within Terra doesn't care. She said she'd return and she will.

A growl rose in her throat and her claws twitched as magic danced threatening between her fingers. She in unaware of the pull in the back of her mind as if the dark seed has only begun to bud after being rooted into her very core. It is as much a part of her as her bestial form.

Her inhuman gaze locks on Sephiroth and it appears as if she is reading for an attack.

Who's your target?]

"Shizel...?" He turned to her, and then to his fallen comrades. Were they alright? He took a step towards Ventuswill, who looked like she was still in pain, clutching onto the friendship token she made for him months earlier. A Hero couldn't just leave his friends behind!

Forget it, they'll be fine! It's Dycedarg you need to worry about!

Will they? The pillars seemed to have stopped, and Shizel was managing fighting the crystal warriors just fine, but Rayman still had the urge to check on his friends.

DY.CE.DARG.

The resolve to fight returned. Ignoring his own heavy breathing, Rayman charged at the man, winding up his fist for another ranged punch. His former ally was turning into a monster, and there was little time left.

He let his fist fly straight at Dycedarg.

The fact that every one of them had somehow evaded both of her attacks was enough to garner an unimpressed sneer from the lady. How did they have all of this prowess remaining? The attack prior to their engagement should have nearly finished them off and here they were, making a mockery of her attacks.

She was too agitated to avoid the next assault headed towards her, the first Magic Burst hitting her full on as she counter-attacked with another Silence, her best answer to any magical attack, aiming for the Al Bhed outright this time. She would be trouble if she wasn't dealt with -- and when the rain of bullets from Chelsea came down, she cried out, not in pain, but in frustration as she didn't have the time to counter attack, wondering how the young girl had already lifted the previous Blind she had cast -- and following up the physical strike with yet another Blind. Yunalesca's style of fighting had always mostly depended on countering...

But there was a laugh as the next bullet aimed her way, readying to Silence her. What a fool, the one that insisted she wouldn't fight! The status bullet dissipated just before making contact with her, since she was immune to such effects. She would not be going down here of all places...

The summoner could feel it, the attacks that had made their mark, biting into her skin and slashing past her, the unfriendly magic coursing through her as she felt the tingle of thunder and lighting. Barring teeth from her perch, it was time to do some biting of her own...

With a sweep of her arm, Yunalesca's snake-like companions dove into the ground, unpahsed by the solid floor, each targeting their own prey as they lept upwards and downwards, no one present would be safe or unreachable -- as they sunk their razor sharp teeth into the heroes, sometimes multiple times -- as she unleashed her devastating Hellbiter attack.

Once the serpents had disappeared again, any hero that had been bitten successfully would be inflicted with the Zombie status -- an effect that the most of them had likely never even seen the likes of before now...

Edited 2015-05-04 19:19 (UTC)

On a better day, Richard might have made light of the woman's most impressive hair, but now hardly seems the time. Richard continues striking forth with the rapier and doing what he can to quell his lingering unease. An unease which seems entirely justified, given those appendages - or are they separate creatures? - have begun to move.

'Watch out!'

"Look out!" he yells at the same time.

No sooner does the warning leave his lips than one of the serpents is already upon him, tearing through the prince's sleeve and digging deep into his arm. Richard lets out a stifled shout, warring against fear as he corrects his grip and attempts to ward off any more of its brethren. Unfortunately for Richard, it's too late to counter the status ailment - one he certainly has never encountered first hand before now.

Edited 2015-05-05 00:23 (UTC)

[Cloud sighed and looked away.]

When he died back home it was a shock. He died defending me and asked me to carry on for him. I was...not well at that point, and somehow my memories of him got muddled with my own past. I forgot he existed for a while. I thought I was him, basically.

And then I came here and he was alive again but...

[He didn't need to finish that statement. Everyone had suffered loss here.]

I'm not sure if it would help, but if you want to try I won't stop you. I'm just...I thought I heard a voice...probably just me remembering the past.

I know what that's like. I've lost people back home and...it's hard to live on without feeling like you could have done more.

[He looked at Ib and smiled.]

A friend asked me once to be his 'living legacy'. I misunderstood him at the time, but we're here to carry on their hopes and dreams. To make sure they don't just fade away.

With Kenshin so close, only he could see the smirk that pulled across Haytham's lips as the others came out in support of, if not him, than the completion of the mission. This was a victory the way he liked it, quiet and sure as everyone's focus was elsewhere.

Stepping back from the swordsman in his face he made a show of adjusting his coat. "Well then. If we're all done posturing, perhaps we should get a move on before our lead on our pursuers is lost." He then turned his cold gaze back to Kenshin, "I'll be happy to discuss this further after the completion of our business here."

He turned and began to move, leaving it up to the others whether to follow him or not, not that there was anywhere else to go.

[Richard nods, and perhaps it's his calm front that makes him seem like an adult.] I have.

Crystallis is a part of all our lives now. As for myself, I've made more precious memories here than I ever did whilst in Barona. I don't wish to lose that - or this world - to anything. At night, I suppose, is when all those memories flood back, and I'm reminded again of just how much is at stake.

"Even if they are, I'm not certain I wish to allow myself to feel satisfied with that. I do not wish to take the chance that we are wrong, and that means stopping the advance in this world." And by any means necessary.

"All of our minds. It can be remarkably easy for someone to be turned from one agenda to another. With the right tools they may not even be aware of it." He shook his head and sighed, "I'm afraid I couldn't say what to expect in this world. The Apple was used in close proximity to its victims but who can say how long the effect would last."

His cold gaze remained on the Doctor and Jack, "The best we can do is remain vigilant."

[He gives Terra a studying glance. Has she learned of a way to travel between worlds? The Beoulve would certainly rather be in Ivalice than here...]

That does not change the fact that the Crystallians would die...unless you know of some way to enable an evacuation.

Edited 2015-05-05 03:17 (UTC)

Well... yes. I've been here for half my life, now. My life on Earth seems like a dream.

[and not a good dream]

[Dycedarg gives Link a quick nod, and turns from Spark's darkened door. It is a quick walk to Dycedarg's room, and he gestures for Link to follow as he walks it in silence. When they reach it, he pours out two goblets of wine, unadulterated, and offers one to the Knight.]

What news, Link? I will offer you what aid I can.

[He takes a seat and nods at a second chair where Link might join him.]

We 'ave come too far.

[Jacques was most certainly determined. When one was knocked down and pulled apart, there was little else to do but pull yourself together and get back up.]

You will be safe, non? Your companion, Monsieur Link?

[Never mind that Hylia could take care of herself--they all needed to work together.]

[Jacques offered a friendly smile, but made no move to step in without further invitation.]

Nozing truly important, as we all know what we are going to be doing. I wanted to come and say 'allo. To make certain you were alright, n'est-ce pas?

"You are s'inking about zis too logically. It is meant to be ze 'opeful inspiration." But he grins, understanding the semantics and amused at the too logical reply. "...some would say, only ze crazy truly experience life." Jacques shrugged. "I 'ave seen many crazy zings in my time."

Pausing, a gentle smile replacing the grin, hands moving behind his back as Jacques relaxed. "But if you wish to talk, you know I will always listen, non? Whezher or not you zink it important, or nonsense, I will lend you my ear."

[She stayed quiet, the whole time he was thinking things over and over, such as the skills he knows of, how he would use them in set situations. All of it kept running over and over in his head. As he took the step into the room, he glanced around before his hand reached into his pocket and pulled out a deck of cards.]

Right now, I need to practice my Gambler Job more. It's much harder to deal with and speed is key for me at least. So I practice for that.

Exactly. Now I believe we should go this way.

[She points to a random direction, but thankfully she knew what she was meant to do as she started to walk.]

[She knew he probably didn't want to say more, so she was trying her hardest to think of something else to say. It was rather hard really.]

I understand, but well... What is you mission for when we all start?

I-I'm fine. Maybe a little nervous, I guess.

[She held her arms close to her own body, she didn't feel like she was very open, but she knew that she should at some point.]

How about you? Are you okay?

"Who knows. It's one thing to halt the progress of the Calamity, reversing the process is something else entirely."

And not something Sephiroth was really interested in, either. It wasn't part of his plan, after all. Not that anyone gathered here would know that. Especially not Vlad considering his efforts, much like everyone else in their group, would be key to Sephiroth having the brief window opened.

{Window into...wait. You can't be serious...}

A light smile, a subtle nod with his eyes- that was about as emotive as he ever got when others would pay him a compliment and thus, the same was delivered in response to Nebilim. He didn't need others to prop up or bolster his ego after all; Sephiroth was as keen, intelligent and well-informed as he was down purely to his own desire to be so. Perfectionist was too dull a point to put on it.

"It's all about applied judgement, really. I'm just a little more experienced than most." That was putting it mildly considering his long tenure in Crystallis, and the events beforehand on his own World that were never really ever discussed in much detail. Enough of a indication had been given though, that Sephiroth quite often out did himself to reach any goal that he'd target.

"It's just a shame that so many didn't make it this far." It's spoken in his usual matter-of-fact tone of voice, but it has a believable edge to it which could be categorized as genuine remorse; almost as if he took some responsibility for them all, himself. Perhaps that was why he wasn't as emotionally expressive thesedays-

{You've got them all convinced...}

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