would you perhaps be up for a game of league?
I think the Cheshire cat would be a cool summon. Putting out a massive variety of random effects, some helping and some hindering.
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A small, weak exhale could be heard from the opposite side of a Beuce shaped hole in the wall. "...ow." He said weakly. Zavion followed behind his mother, not sure what to think of what just happened. She had just rolithed a member of the band with her godlike powers, likely killing him. Plus he had pulled down her shirt like it was nothing. "when you said he was a friend i didn't know you meant like that."
"No! ...Yes." He responded to the comment about him being off picking his nose. He smiled as she introduced her son Zavion to him. "Well well, your son huh? You can tell he's a good kid because he doesn't have a scarf. Therefore, he's not evil." He said jokingly before pulling out a marker and signing the boy's shirt. "There you go! And for you missy..." He said, turning to Sapphire. Quickly, he pulled down her shirt slightly and signed on the top of her bust "Beuce wuz here." He wrote it so fast, it seemed this was a common occurance. Of course it was....
After the inevitable timeskip, they arrived at said concert. Zavion looked around, excited. Beuce turned around, looking over his shoulder and saw sapphire. He made an expression of surprise. "Whoa Terak, when did you become hot and not useless? oh no wait that's sapphire....Sapphire when did you become hot and not useless?"
Zavion brightened up a bit at the mention of going to see his favorite band. He knew they were in town but he hadn't expected to be able to go and see them. Oddly enough, all of the massive amount of band members looked roughly the same. It was kind of freaky. In any case, he couldn't wait to see them. "Can we?"
"I know that, it's just...I don't know where to start." Zavion sighed, expressing his troubles to his mother. He was only ten, and didn't handle stress well. So needless to say this was a bit overwhelming.
Zavion reacted to his mother walking in the room
India groaned slightly at Dain's remark about Dmitri's sister. He wasn't too pleased with the reaction it got either, but that wasn't exactly unexpected. In any case, at least they somewhat followed his orders. Now they knew that it wasn't a blanket immunity to magic, just thunder. Perhaps indicated by the yellow color of their skin. However, he'd need to see others similar to these if he were going to justify this as correct. In any case, he ran through the information he had so far. They were small, agile, and hard to hit. The best way to take out such a target would be with magic, but electricity healed them, so thunder magic was a no-go. They picked off their targets by rushing them together with lightning spells or cloaking their body in electricity. However, the latter didn't seem to heal them as an offensive spell would. Is it possible that they could heal themselves with their own thunder magic? While so lost in thought, he took a lightning bolt to the arm. Wincing at the pain, he quickly brought down the heartless which had attacked him. "Well, at least we know their magic is of the simplest variety. Their numbers are thinning...If we could collect one heartless each, it would greatly assist my studies. The more i know, the better prepared we are to combat these." He said, tossing his glaive in a skillful fashion so that it ricocheted off of one of the heartless into two others, and back to him. They seemed to go down fairly easily. "And above all else, please do try not to murder eachother before we're through with these. I would sincerely appreciate it."
Wow. Hell of a coincidence lol. I was looking at the online staff and thought "i wonder what cat's status is" while listening to castle of glass lol
Beuce was indeed pushed to the ground by Anta. As he wasn't exactly in the best of shape, it wasn't all that difficult. He raised his hand, as though to indicate he surrendered. However, as his hand reached near his face, a light shone in his hand and a long spear materialized. Gungnir. The weapon blessed by odin he won by surviving the light of judgement. The position it was summoned in, the tip was an inch away from right between Anta's eyes. "Look kid, i get you're upset. But in case you didn't notice, Kingdom Hearts just decided it was sick of all the side plot and is now going to destroy everything in existence, so there's a bit bigger problems than your daddy issues. So if you don't step aside and drop it for now, i'm not just going to godmod my way out of the hit, there's gonna be problems." Beuce threatened, glaring at the boy. This was the third time he had attacked him, and he was starting to get sick of it. Satsujin drew his blade and ran to Caleb's side. He didn't know what had happened, but he was now fighting this woman who meant to attack R. He couldn't understand why Caleb would do this. He said something about those who had fought to protect all of them. R would do that? The thought couldn't register in his mind. His thoughts once again returned to Caleb's words. To protect those who can't protect themselves...The people had always treated R like a hero, but he never understood why. Now, it finally occured to him. It wasn't R that was the villain. He truly was the hero. But even so...could he let go of a life long grudge? just like that? R was fast in the execution of his movements. Ansem's guardian was incapacitated, so all that was left was Ansem himself. "Dark sovereign!" He called out as multiple dark orbs appeared around him, each one flying forth to intercept on of Ansem's. While his were outnumbered, the few that did slip through he was confident Gexln could handle. More orbs appeared around R, but he didn't send them after Ansem. Instead, he manipulated them to act as a sort of barrier for Gexln. Each one able to block a projectile. Gexln was no longer the same as when he'd fought him the day they met. His power had grown immeasurably. And he was no longer fighting for himself. He was fighting for Xero, someone he cared deeply for. There wasn't a chance that Gexln would lose this fight.
R nodded at sapphire as he released her from his arms. "Go to him. One day, he will be important. He will shape the face of history. Ensure he walks the right path. And above all else, keep him safe."
He stroked her hair gently, trying to comfort her as he did when she was upset. "Sapphire, i am always with you. You are never alone as long as you stay on this world."
R wrapped his arms around the woman crying into his chest and held her close. His son...he was right. He would be doomed to a life of solitude. Ever feared by the people because of his power. However, it was what he chose to do with the life which mattered. Not all would fear him. Some may love him, others will hate him. In the end, it was up to him to decide how he would use that power. He wouldn't remain on this world forever, and it when he left, his parents would no longer be able to guide him.
Zavion backed away. "My father is the world? It...it's not fair...i was different enough already. I'm only a kid, and people already fear me! Now this? What will it be like when i'm grown and develope my full powers?" He said. Normally, he held his fears in, but this was too much. Of course he had noticed his mother was immortal, but he had always assumed that was from her own power. And now he discovered that he too had it. So...he was destined to live forever as an outcast. He turned, from R and ran back to the castle, tears in his eyes.
Zavion was confused as to exactly what was happening. This was where his father could be found? He held his breath in anticipation as Sapphire pushed open the doors. Inside was a massive core. He knew straight away what it was...It was a heart. The heart of their world. It dawned on him what she meant when a man materialized in front of them. "Hello, my son."
Spoiler: Music "You misjudge me. I have never sought any throne. These hands are caked with too much blood to ever reside over any subjects" R said to him while making his move. The guardian came and defended its master just as he had expected. It left itself wide open and immune to any form of damage, taking the would-be injuries for Ansem. The katana, the moment it came into contact with the guardian, it transformed into a scythe, its blade impaling the guardian. While the injury wouldn't hurt it, it did give him a grip on it. He leaped back, tearing the guardian away from Ansem. "Gexln, occupy him momentarily." He said, defending against the Dark thundaga with the guardian's body. "If blood will be spilt by my hands, then it will have meaning. I will create a world where none like me need exist." He leaped into the air over the center of the platform. "If such a world and i cannot coexist, so be it. But as there is no place for me, neither is there for you father!" The scythe compressed into a small core inside the guardian's body, from which chains shot in multiple directions, going through various corridors of darkness and winding back around the shadowy creature, suspending it in the air. Since these chains ran through the dark pathways themselves, one couldn't be used to escape the hold.
What? Follow her? You mean he was here? In the castle? He stood immediately and chased after her. Thoughts of his father raced through his mind, what was going on? He followed closely behind his mother, awaiting their arrival.
