The stars in the sky shine brightly night after night. And as we look up at them, we can't help but wonder what they are. Well, one unexpected evening, we got our answer, and it was beyond anything that we could have imagined.

Countless worlds littered the sky, filled with their own people and places, all of which existed without knowledge of each other. It was hard to really wrap my mind around it- but I knew it was true, somehow. And now, I have a new dream. That one day, I will go to those other worlds. I'll see all that I can, and I'll meet new people, make new friends, everywhere I go.

~ Excerpt from an unknown Diary



It's been a long time since I first looked up in the night sky and saw more than just lights. I decided back then that I wanted to visit the stars, to see all that the worlds had to offer. But it seems like I'm no closer to it now than I was back then. I've tried to think of some way to get to them, but to no avail. It seems like- even after all this time- I'm still just a kid sitting in the dark, grasping at stars. But no matter what happens, even if I spend my entire life in pursuit of my dream, I'll not lose heart. After all, heart seems to be the only thing I have nowadays...

~ Continuation of the unknown Diary - Pages in between are unreadable.



I suppose I haven’t been writing much lately, have I? There’s so much to tell, so I suppose I’ll start from the beginning…

I had nearly given up hope of ever fulfilling my dreams. It was night time, and I’d made my way down to the beach to stare up at the sky as I usually did. I’m not sure why I did it, night after night, but I did. In a way, it was comforting. After all, that was the closest that I’d ever gotten to the stars- and I was beginning to think that it was that it was the closest I ever would get. But then, something strange happened. A voice called out from behind me. “They’re beautiful aren’t they?” I turned to see who had spoken, and found myself staring at a young man with silver hair. He looked back at me and he smiled as he spoke on, “The stars I mean. You know, they say that all the stars in the sky are worlds. The light comes from the kindness in the hearts of people living there… And so, at night, we can see them all, shining out through the darkness in between each world.” The young man held his hand out to me, “My name is Vorin… Would you like to come with me, Elin?”

It was hard to think straight, every word he said seemed to echo with my heart. I took a step back, and in a shaking voice I asked, “How do you know my name?” The young man, Vorin, just shook his head. He was still smiling, and I was trying to consider what he’d said. I began to ask another question, but he cut me off. “Elin, no more questions. Don’t be afraid… Just follow your heart.” I stopped edging away when he spoke, and I looked into his eyes. A few seconds passed… And then I stepped forward and took his hand.

~ Elin’s Diary – Pages immediately before and after are illegible.



My name is Elin, and I had a dream, a long time ago. I wanted to visit new worlds, to meet people and see things I couldn’t imagine. So I suppose it’s fair to say that I got my wish. I’ve been to other worlds- many dozens of them. All of them were so beautiful, and they were all filled with unique people, many of whom I befriended. They were all so kind to me, even though they knew nothing of who I am or where I come from. And now the worlds are quiet… I went back to every single world, I laid my head against the cold ground, and I whispered my apologies. And no matter what anyone says or thinks, I meant it. I’m not heartless, even if it may seem that way. To the contrary, my heart is so heavy I fear it will tear itself from my chest. But I have already come so far down this path, I cannot stop now. No matter what happens. ... But does that mean that I'm truly devoted- or am I just so blind?

~ Elin's Diary - Near the end of the book.



The coming battle promises to be more ferocious than all those before it. So many have died already though, I found it hard to believe that things can get worse… Yet I know in my heart that they will. Were Vorin here with me, I know he would tell me to stay strong. But how can I, knowing what I must set out to do? Light isn’t supposed to exist without darkness- this much I know to be true. But why do I have to be the darkness when I was born to a world of light? My heart was full of light at one time, the warmth inside made from happy memories. Memories of my friends, who I grew up with. Friends who, over the last few years, I've fought. Friends who, over the course of so many battles, I've killed. And yet the light remains. How can it? How can I be worthy of the light when I feel so empty inside... When all I wanted was for me and Vorin to -

~ The writing here cuts off abruptly, the end of the page punctuated with several watermarks, possibly tears.



This is it. So many worlds now lay in darkness, so many lay dead on their cold, empty surfaces. I don’t know if this is all worth it- I’m not sure I could ever bring myself to believe that it had been. But there will be only one more battle. Just once more will I clash with those I love, those who once loved me. For this, if nothing else, I am grateful. Maybe I’ll finally be set free- though I wonder if I’ll be able to rest when all of this is over. I feel so cold, so hollow… I wonder if my heart will even be released in the end. To be honest, the only reason I know my heart exists now is because Starfall still comes to me when I call out.

It’s funny, I never thought about it before, but I supposed people will speak my name for a long while even after I’m gone. I heard a child talking earlier- normally I wouldn’t have eavesdropped, but I heard my name. As it turns out, he was telling his friends about me, of all people. I’m not sure why, but afterward, I started to cry. I guess that after all this time, I’m still just a child grasping for stars. … The child- he called me “Elin- the traitor of the Keyblade Wars”. And I couldn't bring myself to disagree with him.

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Yes, that's right. After all this time, I've decided to start up a roleplay. And go figure, I totally abandoned whatever other ideas I had in order to run a Kingdom Hearts game, of all things. I know it's rather sudden, but I decided I've held off long enough, and I've wanted to do this for years. Something to take note of is that no preestablished characters will be showing up. This is partly due to the fact that this story takes place way before Kingdom Hearts, and partly because I just don't want to.

Now then, if I want to run a game, I need rules and a character sheet template, right? Right. Let's go on and nail that down right now.

Notes & Rules

1) Read the Notes & Rules before even looking at the character sheet. Seriously. Things will make much, much more sense.

2) Notes and rules are mixed in together, because A, the few notes I have (such as this one) are just as important as the rules, and B, because I'm too lazy to make them each their own section.

3) You shall not. By any means. Godmod. Or you shall die. Simple as that.

4) I am the GM, what I say goes. Self-fulfilling rule, really. Disobey my word, and again, you die and the rest of us laugh.

5) I want effort. That means common sense, good grammar and spelling(FireFox/Google Chrome are your friends here).

6) Post in third person, past tense.

7) OOC belongs in the OOC thread. OOC posts in the game-thread will be deleted. Even if it's just a sentence tacked onto the end, move it here.

8) Rules can and will be added at any time.


Character Sheet:

Name: Be creative, but don't be fanciful. If you try to run with "Bob Smith" or "Teliaratasalikipta Toloriata" I'll laugh at you, have everyone else laugh at you, and then you'll change your name.

Age: Keep it between fifteen and eighteen. If you desperately need to go a year or two over, fine, but you'd better be able to explain why to me.

Sex:

Appearance: Give me everything from wardrobe to eye color to scars to whether they're an innie or an outie. Detail, detail, detail.

Personality: I should be able to picture your character as a real person, by the time I finish this section. If not, there's something wrong.

Family: All I really want here is a short list of any family members your character's close to, and maybe a sentence or some key phrases about them.

Significant Other: This matters. Love interest? Tell all. Better yet, tell more than all.

Hobbies: What does your character like to do?

Personal History: Know that I should feel like I've known your character their whole life after reading this.

Most Cherished Memory: Give me a bit of detail here. I want emotion. What's something that happened that they can remember vividly, that mattered to them? This may or may not turn out to be one of the most important sections here.

Home World: Tell me about where your character comes from- I want to feel like I'm walking in this place. Note that you should create your own world. If you wish to be from the same world as another player, talk it over with them. I don't mind, but they might.

Keyblade: There we go! The one section you've been waiting for, eh? Here's the good news: you can do whatever you want here (including making your own, either by drawing it or describing it), just let me lay down a few ground rules. First off: no Kingdom Key. That applies to both of them. Apart from that, avoid any Keyblades that are tied to a specific character- IE: Destiny's Embrace and Way to Dawn, which are uniquely possessed by Kairi and Riku respectively.

Miscellaneous Info: Is your character gay? Does he hate cherry soda so much that he'd rather drink his own urination? Is she allergic to cats? Give me stuff to work with, people!
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It is sometime before the recorded events of Kingdom Hearts. Keyblade Wielders, chosen by the light, stand against the darkness no matter the form that it possesses. Across the sky, worlds have begun to fall silent, their people killed with their hearts removed. It seems that the forces of Darkness have begun to move- but under the noses of the Light's Defenders. No one knows how these attacks have occurred, no one truly knows why. But nothing of this magnitude has happened before, and the Keyblade Masters are anxious.

You- however, know nothing of this. You know nothing of other planets, of the wielders of light, of the tides of darkness. All things considered, you are just an average young man or woman, living as you should. However, lately, you've been having these strange feelings... Deep inside, in the depths of your heart, you can feel a tug. Who's to say what it means- probably nothing, maybe it's not even real. But it's real to you.

And now, a stranger has arrived in your town. They speak to no one, and for some reason, you seem to be the only person who's noticed them. Normally, you'd have thought that you were just imagining things, since you only ever see them out of the corner of your eye. But you can feel them watching you, sometimes. And then...
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Yep, that's really it guys. The game will begin with each of you on your home worlds. You're character has felt a strange sensation inside them, though it's hard to describe in words. There's more to it than that, but... Well, you'll just have to wait and see how things play out.
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Krepus Culum : Caged Moon - Male, 17, Apprentice

Alaster Angelo : Desert Dweller - Male, 18, Apprentice

Ethan Esperay : Magma Gear - Male, 18, Apprentice

Kai Falzer : None - Male, 17, Unclassified

Kibou Tira : Last Hope - Male, 15, Apprentice

Karida Heften : Heart of Chronos - Female, 18, Apprentice

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Veil, Female, 17 - ???
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Vorin, Male, 19 - ???
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Des, Male, 17 - ???
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Zack, Male, 16 - ???


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Name, Gender, Age - Rank
Name of Keyblade and Sketch

Sparrowsmith's curiosity has risen +10,000

Well, I'll almost definitely be signing up for this, but would it be possible to know what direction this is going in? Will we start on our home worlds? Are we all starting in the same place? Are we new to the keyblade or have we had them for a while?
What about wielding two keyblades?
What about not having no keyblade at all?

Can we be nobodies, heartless, etc (I'm guessing no, but it's worth asking. After all, Roxas was as real as Sora in some respects)
How will we be traveling between worlds?
Magic use?
How often will SE and Disney characters be showing up? Will any be showing up at all?

I'm guessing we kind of decide this, I just thought I'd ask. Might be worth talking this stuff through before starting, I like to at least know where the first two pages of the RP are going before I sign up...

Well, as for the story related queries... I'm writing that all out at the moment, and it'll be added to the bottom of the opening post (where is says, "To be finished tomorrow") as soon as I'm done, hopefully within a half hour. Now, for the rest of your questions...

What about wielding two Keyblades?

Keyblade Synch is a very, very rare ability. As a matter of fact, I'm fairly certain that only one person has ever been able to pull it off, and that was due to very unusual circumstances. That said, it can totally happen, it's just not likely. As it stands, maybe one person will gain the ability, if that.

... To summarize, probably not, but maybe.

What about not having no Keyblade at all?

I don't see why you wouldn't want a Keyblade, but no, it's important to the story that everyone has one. Of course, they could choose not to use it, though again, I see no reason to do so.

Can we be nobodies, heartless, etc (I'm guessing no, but it's worth asking. After all, Roxas was as real as Sora in some respects)

If I remember correctly, Nobodies have to be created alongside Heartless. And since Heartless only came into existence a few years before Kingdom Hearts I, Heartless won't exist in this setting. So no, I'm afraid not.

How will we be traveling between worlds?

Well, that's a hard one. At this point, I intend to create a new means of interplanetary travel. This is mostly because the two more common means, Gummi Ships and Corridors of Darkness, wouldn't be well suited to this. And the other obvious choice, Keyblade Gliders, would essentially take the form of another section in the character sheet, not to mention how hard it would be to keep track of a half dozen people flying around in space.

Magic use?

To summarize, yes. There will be magic, players will be able to use it.

How often will SE and Disney characters be showing up? Will any be showing up at all?

Like I said, I don't intend to use preestablished characters in this game.

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Actually, in regards to dual wielding... If you can somehow obtain a second Keyblade, I'll allow it. However, you can only be chosen by a single Keyblade, so you would have to acquire someone else's in order to utilize Synch Blade.

I'm wondering what kind of worlds we can make our characters be from.
Since theres no pre-established characters allowed, I'm guessing we'll make our own home worlds?

Well answered, I'll check back here tomorrow and see if I'm definitely going to sign up.
In regards to the keyblade thing, the keyblade chooses you based on your heart and courage and stuff like that, but that doesn't mean it chooses people with good melee skills. So maybe there's someone who is badass with magic, but pretty poor with the keyblade?
Or someone who just prefers shooting fireballs than hitting people with keys.

Me? I love the key hitting, but if we'll all be partying up then we want some range in our skills.
Maybe some of us are built like tanks, maybe some of us are swift and get amazing combos, maybe some of us are tactical geniuses - able to mix magic and deceptive blows flawlessly, but we can't all be all of those things.

In any case, my interest is peaked. I shall start creating a character in the back of my head immediately.

That is correct. I actually meant to state as much in the sheet template, but I guess I slipped. That has now been corrected however. So feel free to make whatever kind of world you want.



You are correct, yes. It's likely that everyone will have their own specializations, and remember that Keyblades are versatile weapons. Most Keyblades, in fact, are just as good at channeling magic as they are at hitting things. Feel free to make your characters focus on whatever you wish.

And now, that said, character sheet templates are now finalized, and as such....

Recruitment is now Open!

Name: Krepus Culum

Age: 17

Sex: Male

Appearance:
Wearing a light grey jacket that used to have zip off sleeves, which have long since been lost, with tight black llong sleeve shirt underneath. His pants are fairly tight and are also black, but have been worn alot longer and have thus lost some color. He is always wearing his long white scarf that has a blue design stiched right near the end. His eye is a pale Violet, and his hair shimmers in a light pink. He is missing his right eye, and has a scar around it. He stands at six feet tall and is white in skin tone.


Personality: As a child Krepus was happy go lucky, and nothing could ever bring him down, after his mothers death, he started to become a little distant towards everyone around him, and always seemed lost in thought. He is an intellectual, who would rather talk then fight, and would rather listen then talk, but is very protective and will not hesitate to jump in to savewhat he cares for. He hides darkness deep within his heart though, he is bitter from what he has been through, and when pushed to far will lash out violently, only to stop later with little to no memory of it.

Family: His Only biological Family was his younger brother and mother, his mother had passed away when Krepus was only 12. His younger brother is 4 years younger then him, but ran away when Krepus was only 15. He is an Orphan and does consider many people, who have come and gone, as his family. He has problems remembering all of there names, but Recalls their faces. Phillip Dowe is man who runs the orphanage that he lives at.

Significant Other: Is currently lacking one.

Hobbies: Star Gazing, Swimming in the river, and playing the harp.

Personal History: Krepus was raised by his single mother with his younger brother, that is, intell his mother was in an accident and died, this accident would also cost Him his right eye, but due to the trauma to his head, he just wolk up in the hospital with no memory of what had happened. Only a few days after he awoke, he was called to his mothers bed with his brother when she passed away. After her death, and with no known family, they where sent to an orphanage, where they were raised by a verbally abusive man named Phillip. After he couldn't take any more of it, Krepus' younger brother seemingly ran away, which gave Phillip something to rub in Krepus' face. That was the biggest mistake he had ever made, as it led to him recieving a broken nose and fractured ribs. After said event, Phillip doesn't talk to Him much, other than mentioning that once highschool is over, he has to leave.

Most Cherished Memory: Recieving his Scarf from his mother and brother at his 12 birthday, and also the last words his mother spoke to him, "Free yourself from the cage of this world."

Home World: Glacial Mountains. A world filled with high rising mountains, with giant icecaps on top. The snow and ice on top of the mountains always seems to be the same, but it is clearly evident by the rivers and streams flowing down the mountain that it does melt. Most of the buildings, and homes are down near the base of the mountain, and right before the oceans that the water endlessly pours into. The temperature is always moderate, and the fresh water always clear as glass.

Keyblade: (Look in the "image" pic to see him holding it.) "Caged Moon" It is mostly black, but the Cressent moon, the gaurd and the keychain are silver, the connecting bar to the cresent and the diamond are gold.

Miscellaneous Info: Is missing his right eye, and to draw attention to his left eye, he wears makeup. His scarf is like a comfort blanket to him, and he never goes without it. His name, Krepus Culum, is based on the latin word Crepusculum, meaning Twilight (Dusk).

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I couldn't wait any longer, If you change anything that would influence the characters, I will come back to it and change it.

Looks good man. And no worries, like I said, recruiting is now open.

No Nobodies makes me sad. Oh well.

Yea, I know what you mean. But since they haven't been made yet, it wouldn't make much since for them to be walking around. Just saying though, the next game I run is going to be a sequel to this one, and it'll take place near the creation of the Heartless and, by extension, the Nobodies.

I have a Nobody I'm fond of so I'll probably join that one. Not too sure about this one just yet though.

Hm, actually...

Nobodies are created when someone's heart is taken away, and now that I think about it... Well, here's what I'll do. If someone wants to play a Nobody, I'll allow it. However, you cannot know that you're a Nobody when the story begins. This is for several, very good, very story related, reasons that I'm not going to explain due to spoilers. However, if you read the bit near the bottom, you'll see that the people from the lost worlds have had their hearts taken away. It's not by heartless, but if someone had a strong enough spirit, the act could create a Nobody.

Or no, it's not even that you couldn't know you were a Nobody. Well, I mean, you wouldn't know what a nobody was since the term wouldn't be created until later on, but I think you get my point. What it is, is that you wouldn't be able to remember being turned into a Nobody. This is, again, for a very important reason.

Sweet, then I will sign up. Gimme a bit and I'll have my sheet.

Sounds good, I'll check it out tomorrow, first thing in the morning. After having such a late night, and then having had to wake up so early this morning, I'm completely worn out. So I'm heading to bed early tonight.

I'm about halfway done. xD Up to Personal History but I had some work to do and I'm way too tired to finish right now. I will later today though.

I guess I'd be up for this. Although I certainly disagree with the "must have a keyblade" rule. There are plenty of fighters in the KH universe that fought without one. What's wrong with being the character that plays second bannana to the keyblade bearers?

Or at the very least, there should be a compromise and allow people to not have keyblades, but have them earn, or be chosen by them, as the story progresses.

Well, I had a nice, pretty reason wrote out, but I've decided to simplify it. The real reason why, is because this is a story about the Keyblade wielders and their struggle against the darkness in their hearts, and the universe around them- as well as the true understanding of balance.

But now, if it's going to just ruin the entire game for you if you've got to have a Keyblade... Maybe we can work something out.

People can still struggle with the darkness in their hearts without the keyblade. That was kind of the point with characters like The Beast, and Cloud back in KHII.

Of course, I'm fine with compromise. If you have a plot point in mind where a chosen keyblade weilder would never experience, than granting the keyblade over the course of the RP is an acceptable alternative. But I think having characters with no keyblades can also open up some new concepts.

For example we coould have the standard "I don't have a keyblade, I'm inferior," motive. Or have some group that dedicate there lives to serving Keyblade Wielders or something.

Well, after talking it over with my brother, I've decided to just let you do it Ryuga. It might take a little tweaking, but I think I can work a non Keyblade Wielder into the story.

Cool. Hope it won't be far too much trouble. I'll start a profile in a bit.

Alright, cool. If you could though, try and think of a Keyblade for later on.

- Not saying you'll have to use a Keyblade, by the way.

Alright guys, quick announcement here. I don't know about all of you, but I intend to see this game through to the end. So I'm not going to halt the story just because someone disappears. Just wanted to get that out there.

You have my permission to kill me in an excellent scene of events if i vanish for a month

Edit: Also, where is your character/s Kratour? Actually...where is everyones characters?!

I'm still working on mine. lol But it's a lot of work and I'm lazy. I'll have it up today though.

Sidenote: 1337 posts, bitches!

Well, I don't like to DMPC. I made this game for you guys, and my entertainment comes from seeing it unfold, seeing how you all react to it.

... As for the others, well, I dunno.

Sorry I havn't posted my profile yet. I scrapped my first attempt after I established something in my character's history, only to completly write it off as irrelevant later.
Developing a good backstory is rather difficult.

No worries man, we're not on a timer or anything. We'll start when you guys are all set up, and at that point things are going to really get moving. Till then however, feel free to take all the time you need.

Yeah I'll join. Been a while since my last RP but I suddenly want to do it now. Huh.

Name: Alaster Angelo

Age: 18

Sex: Male

Appearance: Alaster is 5 foot 11. He's tanned from being out in the sun all the time, but not too tan, so his skin is the color of a really light cocoa, he has dark brown eyes and black hair with blonde streaks in it that reaches about two inches below his shoulders and is parted to the right. He wears a gray long sleeved button up shirt, with black sleeves with a white X design on them, the top three buttons unbuttoned, and black, fingerless gloves. He wears a belt across his chest, which has several throwing knives on them and also has one around his waist, which has a rusty short sword sheathed on it, he wears knee high gray boots with spurs. He wears a dark gray duster coat sometimes, but will remove it if it's inconvenient or if he just doesn't want to wear it anymore.

Personality: Alaster grew up under stressful and hostile conditions, therefore he's very cautious and calculating in his actions but not so much his words, he tends to be very sarcastic in his speech, normally not outright joking but not entirely serious either, though he can be cocky at times. When given something important to do Alaster tends to feel much more pressure than what's actually there, making him more careful, but also making him more irritable and nervous, which sometimes makes him miss something important. Alaster can also get nervous when talking to someone who poses a threat, he hides it well, but it's there. Alaster also has a deep, burning jealousy towards Skylar, who has always been considered smarter, stronger, faster, better looking, etc. than Alaster, which makes Alaster feel as though he isn't useful, despite this, Alaster cares deeply for Naomi and Skylar.

Family: Alaster, much like almost everyone else on Desolate Dunes, never knew his parents and doesn't know if he has siblings. Alaster instead considers his two traveling companions, Skylar, the 20 year old "leader" of their group and the most talented person Desolate Dunes has ever seen, and Naomi, an 18 year old action girl who's good with a sword and dreams of becoming an artist, his family since he's known them most of his life.

Significant Other: Skylar makes jokes that Alaster and Naomi should get together, but Alaster's thought about it and doesn't think it'd work out. Apart from her, he doesn't really meet women all that often, so he doesn't really have one.

Hobbies: Sparring Skylar or Naomi, fighting monsters, and raiding towns. He also likes to watch TV and read.

Personal History: Alaster had the unfortunate privilege of being born on the dying world of Desolate Dunes, his parents disappeared shortly after his third birthday, probably attacked by monsters and he was lucky enough that they didn't notice him. He can't really remember them, unfortunately. He spent the next four years in his parents' shack, living off the lake and the giant stores of food his parents kept there, where he learned how to kill small monsters with sharp things and how to throw knives, growing up on TV programs. One day, somebody broke down the door to the shack and started to steal from the food supplies, Alaster ran there ready to fight off the raiders, but found that they weren't raiders, but rather, a boy and girl not much older than him, the boy simply smiled and told Alaster that he was selfish keeping all this food to himself. Alaster would befriend the two, Skylar and Naomi, and they invited him to join their group which Alaster immediately accepted. After leaving the shack for the first time in his life Alaster would soon learn that his world was slowly dying, and that it was either kill or be killed to survive. It was depressing to see how low other human beings would sink to live, and Alaster's seen things that he'd rather not describe. Alaster's spent 11 years out there and it's only getting worse, he wonders if he'll live to ever see his 19th birthday. It doesn't help that Alaster sometimes feels, and is sometimes told, that Skylar could've left him in that shack and nothing would've changed in the group, because Skylar seems to do all the work and all the thinking, making Alaster feel obsolete in comparison.

Most Cherished Memory: This might be a little shallow, but Alaster's most cherised memory comes from when he was 15. He, Skylar, and Naomi were traveling to a settlement where they could restock supplies but found it under attack from monsters, the trio would then attempt to fight off the monsters and sometime in that fight both Skylar and Naomi were both knocked out, so it was up to Alaster to fight off the monsters and save his friends, and he actually did it! The settlers congratulated and called him their hero. Though Alaster's biggest reward was that, for once, he was better than Skylar.

Home World: Alaster's home world is the "dying world" Desolate Dunes. It's a desert world, basically. With no actual cities and just temporary settlements and camps scattered around a bunch of empty space, though there is one landmark: A giant skyscraper in the middle of the world, nobody goes in there, however, because it's heavily surrounded by the local "wildlife" or monsters as the inhabitants have come to call them, giant snakes, desert leviathans, werewolf creatures, and scorpions with venom deadly enough to kill the aforementioned leviathans. It's called the "dying world" because the small supply of water is slowly drying out, and rain is becoming extremely rare, it's also dying in the sense that most people have a dog eat dog mentality and are killing each other off and decreasing the population at an extremely alarming rate.

Keyblade: Alaster's Keyblade is named The Desert Dweller. The hilt is black and slightly curved with a white X design on the end, while the handguard takes the form of a six chambered revolver cylinder. The blade itself looks like a weathered down, beaten up blade, the teeth take the form of iron sights, while the side of the keyblade has engraving in cursive that's illegible because of the state of the blade. Overall it looks like a giant cowboy-like revolver sword.

Miscellaneous Info: Alaster tends to tug his hair when he's nervous, he dislikes the cold as he grew up in the desert. His greatest fear is giant spiders, despite the fact that he fights their cousins, giant scorpions, every day. Of the TV shows he used to watch, the cowboy cartoons were his favorite, hence the spurs and duster and probably the reason behind the design of his keyblade.

Here's my character, I'm looking forward to how this turns out.

Name: Ethan Esperay

Age: 18

Sex: Male

Appearance: 6'0" tall, has brown eyes and short, greyish-brown hair. Likes to wear a light brown trench coat.

Personality: He's a strong-willed, serious, no-nonsense young man with a sarcastic, slightly pessimistic attitude, quick-witted and knows his limits. He's, however, stubborn - VERY stubborn, refusing to accept authority and acting by his own rules. He can also be selfish at times, but is generally helpful as long as he doesn't have to sacrifice something he values.

Family: His father's Eberhardt d'Esperay, a military general responsible for the annexation of the neighboring country, Gnassotia. His mother was a noblewoman and was killed when Ethan was 14 by a Gnassotian terrorist. Ethan despises his heritage and refuses to use the "arrogant" D'Esperay name. His father trying to kill Ethan's love interest doesn't improve their relation, either...

Significant other: The daughter of the former king of the neighboring country, named Elise. The girl's a year younger than Ethan, and the polar opposite of him: she's gentle, kind and a bit afraid to speak up for herself. She's a really good dancer and she taught Ethan how to dance.

Hobbies: He enjoys cycling and drawing landscapes. He likes to dance as well, but he has stage fright.

Personal history: He was born to the D'Esperay family, one year after the annexion of Gnossotia, leading to all Gnassotians and some Etrosians hating the entire D'Esperay family. Ethan's mother was killed when he was 14, by a Gnassotian terrorist, whose action received support from the Gnassotian public. Eberhardt D'Esperay, Ethan's father responded to this by capturing the Gnassotian royal family and announcing their execution. Ethan, 14 at the time, had a crush on the king's daughter, Elise and wanted to save her. He received a keyblade from the mysterious "Chronicler", which he used to free Elise from her captivity and helped her escape from Etrosia. She's living now in Etrosia under the alias Rose.
Three years later a series of natural disasters struck every country around Gnassotia in a rapid succession: earthquakes and volcanic eruptions devastated the lands but avoided Gnassotia. Ethan and Elise suspected magic behind the events and investigated, only to find the culprit - the "Chronicler", the one who gave Ethan his keyblade. The Chronicler is a thousand-year old man responsible for documenting the world's history and determining the path it goes. After the annexion of Gnassotia, his nationalist emotions got the best of him as he decided to annihilate the other parts of the world to preserve Gnassotia's independence. Ethan fought and defeated the Chronicler, ending the string of disasters. Since then, Etrosia and the other countries began to rebuild what was destroyed.

Most cherished memory: His first date with Elise, two weeks after she was rescued. They took a walk in the capital of Etrosia, talking for hours.

Home world: Neiria, a world home to several smaller countries. He lives in a regional centre, the country of Etrosia. The entire country is similar to european cities of the 1920s. It was recently struck by a series of devastating natural disasters.

Keyblade: He possesses multiple keychains for his blade, he uses different blades for different fighting styles. When he uses physical strength against foes, he uses the Magma Gear keychain:

http://cbj3.deviantart.com/art/Keyblade-Ig...20fire&qo=0

When using magic, he wields a keyblade called Neverday, a silver-colored keyblade with cyan lines glowing with magic. The teeth are more designed for use as a shield.
When fighting with great speed and agility, using the keyblade to juggle foes in the air and magic to finish them off, he wields his favourite keyblade Mastermune:
http://browse.deviantart.com/?qh=&sect...weapon#/d1q6wvh
When he turned 18, he inherited "Gran Dreanon" keychain, a keychain passed down the D'Esperay family. He never resorted to use this blade:
http://cbj3.deviantart.com/art/Ultima-Weap...weapon&qo=5

Misc.: Nothing

You know, I might as well join this later, just need to create everything for my character.

Also, this will be a first for me, creating original characters.

At any rate, I'll do what I can to ensure that I have an original character and world for this, even one for a game I'll make with my character (not with the keyblade part).

Name: Kai Falzer

Age: 17

Sex: Male

Appearance: 176 cm in height, brown eyes, short brown hair. He always has a stern look on his face, making him look more serious about situations than he may be.
His attire consists of a green overcoat, along with a brown sweater and black trousers.

Personality: Kai can be described by his peers, as a stick in the mud. He is the type of person who adhere's to rules, and does what his elders ask of him, even if it means forgoing things he would rather do. He is a team player that thinks about the collective over his own well being, essentially. He would rather focus his energy in playing his part, and even go as far as to pull the weight of others.

Family: Kai's mother died giving birth to him, and his father disapeared shortly after. The only living blood relatives for Kai is his younger twin brother Hyde, and his Grandmother Cherish, who happens to be the head of house Falzer.

Significant other: none

Hobbies: Kai usually lacks time to focus on hobbies. The house has him practice in the art of Sword-fighting, politics, and all sorts of other activities to enhance the qualities of a leader. However, he has one hobbie which he feels strongly passionate about, Astronomy.

Personal history: Despite being an orphan, Kai never wondered about his parents. Grandmother had raised him well, even if it was somewhat on the stricter side than usual. Kai had an average childhood. He went to school, got together with friends on the weekends, got into fights with the kids from different Guilds. The average life gradually changed after his 16th birthday, when the Guild-war broke out. While Grandmother Cherish, lead House Falzer well, the Guild decided it was time to appoint a new leader. Thus, Kai's rigorous training began in order to prepare him for this role.

Most cherished memory: Kai most cherished memory is when he discovered, what he believes to be another planet when looking through his telescope. He remembers frantically comparing the properties of the celestial body, to the notes in his book to make sure. Whenever things are down, he tends to look in the sky and see if he can find it again.

Home world: City of Guilds: A mid 19th century, European city (again). Comprised of many houses and factions, While tensions are high, order was maintained under the shadow of the most powerful Guild, House Helios. However, House Helios collapsed after it's great leader died without naming a successor. At present, each house has been mobilizing to seize the void of power, which House Helios once occupied.

Keyblade: None, as of yet. Instead he uses a standard Katana.

Misc: Kai has a tendency to bit his nails when nervous. His favorite food is dried mango. Dislikes people with little regard to a collective group.

Sorry, I don't think I'll be joining after all. I've been busy lately and haven't even finished my character sheet. This does not bode well for in-game attendance. I think it'll be better if I bow out. Good luck, hope it goes well.

Give me until Saturday and I'll get this moving. Rough days have been had, and will be had, but I've left you all waiting for too long already.

Steel yourselves against the coming darkness,'lest you loose heart.

E: And yea, everyone that has applied is accepted, I've read over all the sheets, and they're all up to snuff.

Name: Kibou Tira

Age: 15

Sex: Male

Appearance: 5'8" tall, weighs 130 lbs. He has a strong, muscular build he has obtained over years of playing sports and working out. Has a clean-cut black haircut with slight brown highlights, his skin is a dark olive color from tanning. He wears a blue hoody with black stripes, black jeans with holes, a locket around his neck containing a picture of himself and his girlfriend Julie Cate, and black converse shoes.

Personality: Kibou is insecure and cares too much about what other people care about him, he often times will just ignore people who make fun of him, and is a common victim of it because of it. He is ambtious and outgoing around his girlfriend, Julie Cate as she understands and respects his personality. He is deeply emotional, and has a hard time expressing himself.

Family: Kibou's family consists of his father, Chris Tira, and his mother Shinobi Tira. His father is a sucessful businessman and owns a restaurant on main street. His mother is a nurse and takes care of an elderly woman at her home, right next door to the Tiras' house.

Significant other: Julie Cate, 5'3" with long brown hair and a deep tan. She plays the clarinet and likes jogging in the snow that is an omnipresence is East Naven.

Hobbies: Kibou works out excessively, and spends most of his time in the school's gym and weight room. When he's not working out he likes to draw or practice with his trumpet.

Personal history: Growing up in a middle-class family he had a well appropriated lifestyle in his hometown. He spent his years at school with his friends, and the summers ice skating at the town's lake. His life was mediocre until Julie Cate, suddenly came into his life. She had appeared on main street in front of the town hall when he was twelve. No one knew who she was or where she came from, but the mayor's wife, unable to have children, decided to take her in as her own. When Kibou was thirteen he met Jule Cate as she started school. They immediately became friends, and later a couple as they shared their first kiss on a park bench near the lake. When they started high-school as freshmen, they both joined the school band, Julie playing the flute, and Kibou playing the trumpet.

Most cherished memory: Kibou's most cherished memory is when he met his girlfriend, Julie Cate, and the time that they have spent together.

Home world: East Naven, a small town set in the 21st century where it always snows. On main street, business line the sidewalks inviting potential buyers inside. The small school, houses both elementary and high school. The park where most students spend their time is an array of paths, trees, benches, and a large lake.

Keyblade: A long, sharp keyblade called The Last Hope. (The white areas are silver while the shaded is golden)


Misc: Kibou is an joiner, he often does thing to simply fit in with a group of people, and despises people that convey themselves as superior to others. He loves Tortillia chips and Chocolate Mint ice cream

Accepted, and we're holding off until Sunday so Balthiere can make his character.

I want to sign up also, however I am having difficulties coming up with a character. I do not intend to sleep until the character is finished though.

Alrighty, don't worry. Go on and get your character done as soon as you can, and I'll wait for you.

I still haven't completed my character yet, Kratour, so could you wait for me as well?

By the way, the Pokemon RP is going on again. Just thought I should let you know.

Thanks for waiting Kratour ^^

Name: Karida Heften

Age: 18

Sex: Female

Appearance:
Karida is about 5'7" and is in top physical condition. She has long dark blue hair that flows down her back and has bangs that cover one eye. Her right eye is green but her left eye is yellow, hence the long bangs on the left side. Having heterochromatic eyes tends to weird a lot of people out she as she grew up Karida tended to hide it. Karida doesn't wear a military uniform, mostly because one hasn't been made. She's the only woman with her position in the Abadonian military and just decided not to go through the trouble. Instead, she wears a set of layered tank tops and dark green pants with a silver chain attached to the belt loops. She's also often seen wearing a black leather jacket and has a barrette in the shape of a heart in her hair. Karida wears a black choker/collar around her neck and also has a small tattoo on her right shoulder blade that resembles a clock. She also wears a small silver bracelet on her right wrist from time to time.

Personality: As an 18 year-old girl Karida tends to come off as sarcastic and somewhat rebellious. When she's serious she tends to be very blunt, always speaking her mind, even when her thoughts could be considered very harsh. Karida is a gruff person who often acts like a boy, rather than a girl which causes a lot of her co-workers to often forget that she is in-fact a girl. To someone just meeting Karida she will come off as cold, hard and sharp, much like granite. She is a very hard worker and does not take failure as an option. Karida can also be very strict towards her companions. It's not because she likes being a leader or because she feels the need for power, it's because although she finds a unique way to show it, she cares very strongly for the ones she works with. Karida is the type of person who will work for change if it's for a greater good, however she becomes even more edgy than she already is when suddenly put in a completely different environment. She views time as something very important and something important shouldn’t be wasted. This fact plays a leading roll in her impatient tendencies.

Family: Karida's parents split up shortly after her birth. Her mother was having an affair beforehand and left to be with another man. Karida's father although devastated, continued to work hard at his job of commanding vast regiments of military forces in the large continent of Abadinon. Although being a single father he did his job well, both of them. Karida holds a deep respect for him and loves him immensely. Her father never remarried and therefore never had anymore children, so Karida grew up as an only child. She's not really close with any members of her except maybe for her father.

Significant Other: None at the moment. She says that she finds no point in a relationship that can end so quickly it'll leave you gasping for air. She's also afraid that she'd be no good, just like her mother was, but she’d never admit it.

Hobbies: Sparring, reading when her busy life permits and playing the piano.

Personal History: At a young age Karida graduated from university and went on to study at MAA, or Military Academy of Abadinon. She did this under her father's wishes and continued until she graduated from MAA and was selected to become a soldier in the Abadonian military. Due to her father's influence, her hard work and unquestionable abilities as a soldier, Karida quickly climbed the ranks and became a commander of a squad of her own. In the early years of Karida's life she was home-schooled for a time by a private teacher then went on to study at a private school for a high school education. She never really had many friends while she was in school and spend most of her time practicing piano and studying so she could go to a good university before moving to a military academy. It was there that she made her first friend, but being so late in her life it was a kind of awkward relationship. Abel was a nice guy and tended to disregard his normal group of friends to keep Karida company. Although she'd never admit it, she did enjoy his presence. Abel was the first person she requested to be put in her squad when she was promoted to the point at which she could command one.

Most Cherished Memory: "Karida, come here for a moment." A deep voice called out from a large room down the massive hallway of the mansion the little girl lived in. "Yes father!" The little Karida replied obediently and entered the large room with the hand-crafted wooden doors. In the room Karida's father stood next to a grand piano. "I hear you've been practicing so hard lately." The big man smiled at his daughter, "Would you care to play a song with me?" He asked, motioning towards the bench in front of the piano with his left hand. Karida's face lit up and with the biggest smile "Yes!" She happily replied and skipped over to the bench. For the next few hours, the two of them played beautiful music in harmony. Those few hours were the most precious few hours in her entire childhood.

Home World: The world that Karida comes from is very technologically advanced. The buildings that populate every city aren’t all amazingly tall, though they are big. When night comes some people say that it still seems like daytime because of all the neon lights filling the streets and buildings of each city. Even with a military presence the crime rate of the city where Karida comes from only seems to be increasing. Think of it as a neo New York City. There are airships that fly in and out of Abadonian airspace, however there are no hover cars made, yet.

Keyblade:
The teeth of the Keyblade are silver and the blade is a brass colour with black coloured grooves that flow all the way down to the hilt of the blade. The guard is black with gold trim and the chain is silver which ends with an emblem that not only resembles a spiralling galaxy, but also a clock.
(Note: I don’t have a scanner, but I will find one and repost the drawings for quality. I do intend to colour them.)

Miscellaneous Info: Karida tends to take things apart and put them back together when she’s bored. For a soldier, she has an odd fascination with clockwork.

A girl? Blasphemy! ... But yea, nice sheet. Accepted.

And just so everyone knows, I'm starting tonight. I've given 'so' much time for applications to come in, really. If you can get your sheet in before then, awesome. If not, well, maybe I'll work you into the story later on.

I thought I should being as no one else has xD plus I'm better at playing them sometimes xDDD

Yea, well it never hurts to have token girl in the group. And on that note- I've updated the opening post (I do that a lot, really). In this update, I've added two sections. The first, entitled "The Strong of Heart" briefly summarizes each of the player characters. This is partially for my own reference, and partially because it looks nice. The second section, entitled "List of Keyblade Wielders and Keyblades" is a coherent list of all known Keyblade Wielders. It contains an entry for each Keyblade Wielder the group encounters and contains basic information on them, as well as a sketch of their Keyblade, and a short description of their character. This list will be updated as the story goes, so check in on it whenever you encounter a new Keyblade Wielder.

Now, besides all that, I have one more announcement. The opening post is being worked on, and should be up within the hour. This is gonna be a big one though, folks, so be patient.

Edit: Okay, maybe another hour. Didn't occur to me that I have to write six opening posts.

Woops, forgot to name the keyblade. I edited it, but I'll post it here to save you the trouble. Heart of Chronos.

Awesome. And the OP should be up in ten to twenty minutes. ... Man that was a lot more work than I'd anticipated.

Bahaha xD

And so the story begins. Sorry for taking liberties with your characters, but eh', it was necessary.

No probs man. It actually kinda felt like my birthday when I finally got to mine xD

Perfect- really glad you were pleased my friend.

No worries Kratour. Sometimes I think "soft" controlling is necessary for an RP to move smoothly along the narrative.

I agree, especially for the opening. The main reason is that the characters aren't actually doing anything at the time, and so the scenario is really, really hard to set up.

PS: I post like crazy, just sayin'.