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- [*] event,
- [au] gaara of the desert,
- [au] luke fon fabre,
- [ou] ales mansay,
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- [ou] asbel lhant,
- [ou] bartz klauser,
- [ou] chiaki nanami,
- [ou] cloud strife,
- [ou] doug,
- [ou] elizabeth,
- [ou] fayt leingod,
- [ou] himura kenshin,
- [ou] ib,
- [ou] jade curtiss,
- [ou] link (ss),
- [ou] lydia deetz,
- [ou] meredy,
- [ou] nel zelpher,
- [ou] olivier armstrong,
- [ou] princess hilda,
- [ou] sephiroth,
- [ou] terra branford,
- [ou] tifa lockhart,
- [ou] yugi mutou,
- [ou] yuna,
- [ou] zelda (ss)
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
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
Ventuswill ("Venti") | OPEN
Near the crystal stood a girl - seemingly in her mid-teens – a concerned eye fixated on its dimming light, gradually growing more dimmer the longer time passes. Her expression is blank and arms crossed. Here, she was "Lady Ventuswill" – the divine elder dragon of wind, although in human form instead of dragon. For the past six years, Ventuswill felt she had a duty to the people here – no matter what, she would help stop this conflict and help everyone return to where they belong. Including herself; although, she knew full well the fate that awaited her back home.
Despite all that, Venti – a normal girl - just longed for those days where she could freely pass the time, laugh over silly things, and most of all? Be herself, with no need to put on airs around her dear friends. Not just the ones from her home, but select number of curious otherworlders she soon grew fond of as well. She missed all the friends she'd grown close to over those years. It seemed like she could let her guard down more easily in a human form like this, but that soon proved to be entirely wrong.
She was tired. Tired of this conflict. Tired of her close friends running off and getting themselves crystallized just to “save her” or other utterly absurd reasons. Soon, she was growing distant once more from the humans she’d always been so fond of. She couldn’t allow any more people to get close. With a frown, she mutters to herself.]
It's too cold in here.
[The grip around her arms tightens. It wasn't especially chilly, truthfully, but she wasn't fond of the idea of anyone seeing her like this. ... Curiously enough, for a moment she thought she felt the faint sense of disbelief as well, and an even fainter voice along with it. ( "Wha-- what the hell is going--" ) Though it quickly, if not abruptly grew quickly silent, leading Venti to just shrug it off as plain imagination.
Unknowingly to her, a charm made of feathers stood nearby, seemingly have fallen to the ground at some point. Those close to her should know its significance.]
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As he spent his time wondering around he couldn't help but notice the charm laying on the ground in front of him. Bending down, he made sure to pick it up before anyone unknowingly stepped on it. He wouldn't have that after all. Once the charm was safely in his grasp, he wondered off to find it's owner.
He knew who the owner was and he knew she might not have dropped it knowingly, so it was best he found her now before they headed off. Looking from left to right, he knew that she should be around somewhere and soon his work paid off.]
Ventuswill! [He ran over to her, the charm still in his grasp and upon reaching her, held it out.] You dropped this.
'Other me? Wh-What is going on?'
[He looked over his shoulder slightly, that sounded like Yugi, the one whose body he shared with all those years ago, but it couldn't be. He was with the others by the map. How odd?]
You should be more careful with it.
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[Venti accepts the charm, holding it with her small hands and looking over it with a solemn look. It’s a charm she made of Chocobo feathers, as a substitute for her own. With the fact she only had limited access to her dragon form, she couldn’t obtain feathers so easily. Even in a world different from her own, it was still a token of friendship she shared with others. … Only in this case, this had belonged to a fallen friend of hers.
Still, she didn’t want to direct this conversation for a depressing turn. That surely wouldn’t help either of them, after all, considering the situation. She huffs, her tone considerably less formal than before.]
Though honestly, how many times must I tell you? Surely you didn't forget.
[She gives Yugi a expecting look combined with a frown, hands on hips, and her tone sounding as if she’s expecting to hear something. Something other than what Yugi just referred to her as, that is. Meanwhile, a sigh from the other person residing unknowingly within her consciousness. ( "I gotta be dreaming. This is what you're really like?" )]
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[He gave a small smile, looking at the other. He was glad they had become friends.]
But I thought never the less you would want that before we head off.
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[Nebilim walked over to Ventuswill, taking off her long coat and giving it to girl.]
We can't have you catching a cold after coming this far, can we?
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[What is this! She's a dragon. A very dignified dragon who couldn't possibly get sick. She huffs, arms on hips, her tone reminiscent of an adult in her twenties and ... somewhat dignified sounding. And of course by "dignified", we mean with the dignity of a small child complaining and flailing about.]
Just who do you think I am? There's no way I could possibly allow myself to catch a -- [And almost right on cue, Venti's previously dignified tone lets out a very undignified and childlike "Ac-hoo!", rubbing her nose. ... In the end she can't really deny Nebilim had a point, leading the girl to relent with a heavy sigh as she shuffles her feet.]
( "Come on, are all Native Dragons this stubborn or what? Just give it up and accept her coat. Don't be stupid." )
Mrrrgh... I suppose there's some downsides to a form like this.
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I'm sorry if I offended you. I'm afraid I'm a bit of a worrywart.
[She gives a sheepish smile.]
Do you think you could indulge me, just this once?
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[She looks very cold, but he doesn't have a blanket or fire magic to warm her up. And his anatomy isn't really the best for warm hugs.]