anonymous text; and here comes a flood

[halfhearted]

[The moment the curse ended, the scent of a large amount of darkness can be picked up by anyone sensitive. It lingered close to the residential area before winding up in the plaza. If anyone was curious to follow their nose, they will find him perched on top of a building.

He wasn’t the only thing hanging around though. A few of his Floods were scuttling  across the plaza to attack anyone who crosses their paths.]


If someone were to take something that belongs to you, would you take it back?

[//Filtered From Terra//]

Does the name Ventus ring any bells for you losers? What about Xehanort?

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Text b/c what is anon

[cadenbychoice]

What about him? Are you that same jerk again who won't sign his name?

anon forever and ever \o/ come join the darkside

[halfhearted]

[Not even going to answer that. ]

How long has he been here?

Only if I get cookies

[cadenbychoice]

Xehanort's been gone for a few months.

[Action/Reaction]

[sechstel]

[As if the darkness wasn't bad enough, the sight of those twitching blue forms had him froze and almost feeling like he was 10-12 years younger than he actually was. It was pathetic, but he couldn't force himself to go out there where they skittered and thus, decided to just give up tracking the source of the darkness for the time being.

Opening a portal, he vanished from the side road leading to the plaza to exit into Demyx's place.]

lalala

[halfhearted]

[If only he had some popcorn.]

[flared]

[Being a denizen of the Darkness himself, Axel is sensitive to the scent of it, so he can instantly tell that something is off in the dome right now.

That text he gets isn't very reassuring.]

What are you getting at

hello~ <3

[halfhearted]

It’s something called information gathering. Now answer the questions.

text

[takesyoubytheheart]

[Oooooh boy.]

Who are you?

text

[halfhearted]

[Now there was a familiar name on his screen.]

Just a concerned resident. ^-^

Text

[coolerthansora]

[He doesn't know how to do anonymous, but he figures at least this guy won't see his face. He doesn't know it's already been seen.]

Friends of yours?

text

[halfhearted]

[Hello body snatcher number one. Come to daddy.]

I have a promise to keep with one of them.

[text]

[imaginarytides]

[Xion's noticed questions like this posited in the network before, but the fact that this is anon strikes Xion as a bit odd.]

Are you asking for advice or just because you can?

[text]

[halfhearted]

The second. Now tell me if you know those names.

[Text]

[relinquishing]

[Oh hey, anons on the network. That never seems to bode well.]

Depends on what's being taken and who's doing the taking.

[Text]

[halfhearted]

[Anons are your friends :D]

Should any of that really matter? They don't have the right to take it.

[Action]

[incinerare]

[After the incident with the bird, Roy had again been marched back to the clinic for a couple days. But finally, having been dismissed from it, it was time to go looking for lodging and to finish his exploration of the city.

What he hadn't expected upon reaching the plaza was getting attacked by something small and blue. The scratch was nothing more than an a stinging annoyance, but when the thing seemed to want to do it again, he dodged the following attack and a hand slid into one pocket to pull out his new gloves. Pulling one on, he turned the blue critter into a brief mini bonfire.]

[halfhearted]

[Watching was essentially a piece of himself being turned in to a "mini bonfire" held little fascination. He was used to this amount of pain returning to him. He continued to text, his gaze shifting over every so often to check on this magic user.

The little blue critter’s pals did have an interest though. They all twitched their heads in his direction before sliding in to something like black puddles. The “puddles” slid over before the things sprang to attack.]

[Video]

[double_edged]

In an instant.

[text; anon]

[halfhearted]

I like the way you think.

action FOREVER

[bufudine]

[Serph passes by the plaza relatively frequently. While he can't pick up the darkness, he does encounter the Floods. Even while attacking him, they're really a non-threat to him, but it does make him wonder where they're coming from.

...Well, he can't just leave them here. While they're not much threat to him, they could be a problem for others. Shooting them seems like a waste of bullets. He's not as loath to openly transform now that more people are familiar with his demon, so he wastes no time in doing so. All the Floods within his vicinity are immediately iced with a single multi-target spell.

But he does sense another presence up high. While Serph doesn't call him out, he turns his head so he's "looking" directly at the stranger, even though he has no eyes like this.]

mwah~<3 kisses

[halfhearted]

[They wouldn’t really hurt anyone. Okay, they might have wanted to try to kill little Timmy over there, but that wasn’t an issue.

Did you want a gold star for defeating the ickle floods? The “Masked boy” clapped from his spot. Darkness slid from him to create some more playmates for the Demon. Looks like he might have discovered the source of the critters!

This time they didn’t bother with whatever local might be around. They went straight for Serph. The red things spun and threw fire from in the air, while the ground dudes seem to think they were Edward Scissorhands and tried to “trim” the demon.]

text;

[gorges]

sure would

dunno about ventus or xehanort though. whyre you asking?

text; hay bb, see something you like? ;3

[halfhearted]

Just checking to see what fun I've missed out on.

Seen any idiots who use a giant key as a weapon?

So I am all the late to this party. || action

[quakega]

[It was unbelievably hard to miss that Darkness now that he was capable of sensing it again. He'd never felt anything like it before; not before he had arrived in Vatheon, and not since.

It was instinct that had him running towards the source, barely watching his surroundings except to avoid running into something or someone.

It was only as he neared the plaza that he was able to see the unwelcome, but undeniably familiar sight of the Floods scattered around. The sight had him stopping dead in his tracks just from the shock.] Unversed?! Here?

[Why here? Why now? And if the Unversed were here...

He quickly called his Keyblade and fell into his fighting stance, inwardly relieved that he was able to call it again, but otherwise steeling himself.

If the Unversed were here... their master would be here, too. Not. Good.

Barely a second passes, but that's all Terra needs to prepare before making the first move.]

it's ok <3 || action

[halfhearted]

[Looks like he bagged something very surprising. He knew Terra was there from seeing the list. What he didn’t know was Terra would still be Terra. It didn’t feel like the old coot was inside of him. Watching him cleared up any doubts.

There was also the curious thing of people claiming a working relationship with Xehanort. Vanitas opened a portal in order to appear down in the plaza. He’ll stand back and watch Ventus’ precious friend fight until he finished off the Unversed.

Speaking of? He better hurry up. Those Floods split up to slither over to him and a local.

They were up to their usual tricks of attacking and then shadow sliding behind their opponent to attack from behind. Have fun Terra. They should be a piece of cake.]