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Post by Deleted on Apr 14, 2018 12:19:49 GMT -5
[attr="class","kirameki0"] [attr="class","kirameki1"] [attr="class","kirameki2"] [attr="class","kirameki3"] [attr="class","kirameki4"] His toes jingled merrily with every purposeful step as Clopin marched his way over to the plaza center where the sign-ees for the Dance Competition awaited instruction. He glanced at the plaza clock face and winced. Even from the wibbly wobbly hands on it he could tell they were starting a bit late. He made a gesture in the air toward the orchestra and few ominous notes were played on the piano…almost as if by accident and there was something nearby that sounded like a broken clock being wound, but Clopin in his speaking didn’t miss a beat.
”Sorry, so sorry for the delay everyone! I hope you’re still ready for loads of good fun! Now dancers for a circle, prepare for your win! Maestro! Fire up the band and let the game begin!” as the music picked up he clapped his hands together then separated them to produce a giant metal ring just big enough for a person to stand in and his feet were set firmly on the bottom of the ring which began to spin on its side in time with the music, Clopin’s shoulders moving along as he explained the rules in a sing songy voice. The metal ring spun, a large hoop with Clopin at its center and he began to arch his movements outward to herd people backward and make the size of the ‘dance floor’ much larger.
”Let’s see what you’ve got! Make your move if you dare! The music style may change so beware!” He spun around eying the contenders. It would be like a dance battle one would enter the ring and the next would issue their challenge against the current dance, the idea being to piggyback off their style then to their own better. ”Well?” he challenged playfully, his finger pointing outward around the crowd as the ring spun him slowly around.
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Welcome to the Feast of Fools!
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TAGS: Dieter Wolfram | @leonard | @tifa | @lea | @tapir | @kuzco | Cassialyn Frewin | @alexius
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Post by Deleted on Apr 14, 2018 13:04:02 GMT -5
Lea’s head turned from side to side as he watched the jester man on his ring. Now that thing was pretty slick. He’d have to get himself one of them. All he could imagine was lighting the thing on fire and spinning for days! That would be somethin alright! He’d have to ask the guy where he could get one. It was just like one giant chakram. The music picked up and he already found himself bobbing along a bit appreciatively. The song was pretty slick too. Yeah…YEAH! He could get into it. He was nodding along, his shoulders perking up, his tall red spiked hair not making him look at all unlike a rooster as he moved.
For the festivities he’d opted out of the nobody cloak, after all he was definitely somebody now. The winner of this competition that was who! They’d all have it memorized! Instead he wore something a bit more sharp. A yellow tank, some kahki capris, comfortable brown boots and a black overshirt with cuffed sleeves. Around his neck was a piece of his childhood a tied plaid kerchief in yellow and brown. Lea was loud. Might as well wear the colors to match, right!? That stuffy old coat could hang out in the closet for all he cared.
At the jester’s invitation, Lea could hardly hold still anymore. He didn’t waste a beat. His right arm pushed outward, leading the rest of him out as a Chakram appeared at his fingertips mimicking the spinning that Clopin had going on. He’d save the pyrotechnics for later. For the moment he was just feelin the sick beat, moving with the lead of his arms as he always did. Lea had inarguable grace but that rocker hair and attitude that really ramped up the beat. The second Chakram appeared as the beat picked up and he crossed his arms in front of him in a downward ‘X’ formation only to use his momentum to plant his palms on the plaza stone and do a forward cartwheel so rapid it looked like the kick would devastate. He landed on both feet with a hard thud and bounced upward, his chakrams out on either side of him, spinning them rapidly and slowly bringing his arms forward. He let his legs lower his body until his knees hit the ground. His Chakrams now pressed together and spinning like a large double wheel just inches from his chest and his neck as he bent all the way backward, the top of his head nearly touching the ground. ”Yeeeaaaaaaahhh!” he called out, clearly pretty into the spirit of all this.
Suddenly both Chakrams when into the air tossed expertly above giving him just enough time to put his weight on his shoulders and kick both of his legs out ward and directly beneath his body bolting him perfectly upward. With that he spun and caught both Chakrams. Clearly he was pretty absorbed in what he was doing just feelin that music because he didn’t seem to notice that there were a couple of very familiar faces in the gathered group of the plaza as he continued to groove and vibe with the tune the orchestra played.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 14, 2018 16:28:50 GMT -5
I WILL WALK MY OWN PATH. IT'S NOW OR NEVER. OF all the tricks that he had learned as a SeeD, Alexius had never really understood why there were so many dance classes. And yet, it hadn't stopped him from taking an extracurricular one on top of the ballroom dancing that was a mandatory class. Normally, he never had a chance to use that particular trick. But with the festivities that had come today, that looked to be changing. Of course, because of how he danced, he was only partially paying attention to what the jester said, as his focus had shifted to the feats of flexibility and maneuvering that he had to do to pull that off.
In a way, it was very similar to the way that Alexius knew how to dance. Still, he didn't want to go first. He had been in a dance battle before. He'd learned that going first was a quick way to get shown up by other people. Thankfully, someone else had started them off. This person was..interesting.
His hair was bright red, and done up in so many spikes that it made Alexius wonder if he was actually part hedgehog or not. But that wasn't what he was paying attention to. What had caught Alexius's attention was the way that he danced. Out of nowhere, he had brought out a Chakram. The dance that followed was pretty simple.
Both Chakrams were in his hands now, and then he transitioned the lowering of his weapons into the starting point of a cartwheel. After that, he spun them both in such a manner that it looked like one giant wheel, only to toss them up into the air and spin to catch them. Once he had done that, Alexius took a step out.
"Alright, let's see who can match this!" He said as his feet started to move at a rather quick pace, his legs dipping and twisting around each other as he followed along with the beat, his lower body starting to look like the body of a snake while his arms moved at the same quick pace, the motion starting to make a blur, his arms seemingly going into multiple copies before he suddenly bent backwards!
With that, a single hand was planted on the ground before his legs started swinging around above him, his left hand planted firmly as his hips rotated, swinging his legs around while his whole body started to crackle, a small vortex of wind and energy bursting outwards harmlessly as he did a very similar cartwheel, switching to his other hand and pushing himself back up..only to lead into a rotation in midair, landing him on his feet again, dusting himself off with a gigantic grin. The whole show was quick, but immensely flashy. Sometimes he just couldn't help himself.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 15, 2018 19:19:17 GMT -5
a falling star fell from your heart.
This certainly looked like it might be fun, with the large stage now appearing before the crowd. With Tifa looking on as the two males began to start them off, the dark haired female took her time to get a feel for the rhythm that was playing around them. It held a life of it's own, causing the girl to relax as she felt herself being drawn more and more by it. Before long, she found herself walking upwards, her frame now swaying slightly as she started to get the hang of it. Sure, it felt silly to be doing this, but silly wasn't a bad thing sometimes. Besides, how could anyone resist something like this.
Hips moving from one side to the next, slowly doing it's best to make the beat as she her legs started to go along with it. Her hands resting on her hips, she would allow her limbs to cross over one another, swapping one position with the next as the drum beat grew harder upon the chorus, taking over as Tifa would flip forwards,water rising up with her before landing down upon a kneeling position as she would sweep her legs around, her hands prompting her body upright before pushing herself upwards as begin moving in place, her hands rotating before her as heat began to form around them before being released as she spun around in place, slamming it down to the ground as a smirk crossed her lips.
"Heh heh...Dilly dally..."
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[attr="class","lcontainer"] [attr="class","lgrey"] [attr="class","lsquare1"]  [attr="class","lsquare2"] [attr="class","lplate"] [attr="class","lpik"]  [attr="class","ltextholder"] [attr="class","ltext1"]To cling to hearts... [attr="class","ltext2"]Is to cling to the ugliness...of ourselves [attr="class","lscroll"] A competition of dancing was a competition made for Lauriam. He had all that would be needed to win this and make people cower in his glory. He would bring the grace and the talent for this dance and seeing who he was up against, a chuckle would escape his lips. Axel of all people? Not like he wanted to run into him any time soon, but seeing how he was swinging his weapon around like an idiot... it didn't look like much of dancing to him. The boy lacked the grace and the young woman? Well... he couldn't really get an opinion on her yet. With his hair tied and his clothing more fitting for the celebration, one could mistake him for a normal visitor, but Lauriam was sure Axel was not that stupid.... well, maybe he was, but he could still hold some kind of grudge, so he should easily identify his face among the dancers... if Lauriam had not chosen a nice accessory to his clothes that would make it easier for him to enjoy the festival without being interrupted. Not only had he chosen to dress like this, but he also wore a half-mask fitting for the celebration that covered the upper part of his face... a fox-mask. Why he had chosen a fox? He had no idea... it just felt right.
Lauriam already had an idea how to show what he could do, so he jumped on the stage, listening to the tune once more, before deciding his moves that would blow the audience away. He took a stance with his one leg slightly in front of the other, his hands rising up, the fabric on his arms flapping in the wind slightly as a smile spread on his face. In the tune of the music, he would move forward, his body turning around itself on his heel, the fabric following him as petals suddenly seemed to appear out of nowhere, dancing around him with the motions of his body. He would than take a firm stance before he jumped into the air, doing a front flip and landing back on his feet, his hands gliding through the air in front of him, gliding up and down like two snakes dancing with each other, the petals moving along his arm, dancing with his movements like they are following invisible threads he pulled. The young woman couldn't stand a chance against his grace.
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Post by Cassialyn Frewin on Apr 18, 2018 8:45:20 GMT -5
 C assialyn was nervous as heck. This was the first time she'd be performing publicly for a crowd this large. Yes, she was a dancer. But, it didn't mean she didn't have a little bit of stage fright in the process of all of it. The biggest group she'd ever performed for was the small group of orphans that Dieter cared for in Low Town. Even then she was nervous as could be. However, she was able to push her nerves aside and perform. The kids had thought she was pretty and danced really well, so she figured she'd repeat her former efforts to make it to the second round. Without her former fiance after her, she had a lot more freedom to travel and such. Dieter had scared him off. She didn't care how he had done it, simple that he had. The young dancer took a deep breath and worked on settling her breathing. She needed to go out there and show the world what she was made of. She watched a few of the performances and she was feeling a bit better about going on stage. At least that was a plus to the whole situation. The breathing had worked until she was gestured to move on stage. She was just so happy she'd worn her favorite outfit for this. It was her turn. Cassialyn moved to the small stage that they had set up to perform before humming that familiar lullaby her mother used to sing her. It had helped the first time at the orphanage so it gave her something to keep in time with. As she always said, dance was nothing without rhythm. She closed her eyes, took a soft breath as she had earlier. As she listened to her own heartbeat and the rhythm in her head, she raised one arm up and starting the dance. She moved her right arm up above her head first as she moved her hips and swayed her body from left to right. Her other arm raised nice and slow. She had not started to move her feet yet. She leaned forward, stretching her right arm out in front before leaning back with the other behind her. After her lean, that's when she decided to start to move her feet in time with the song she was humming to herself. What threw her off was suddenly the song she had absently transitioned to was not in her head. It wasn't one that she had heard before. Ones was being played for her. The young girl paused for a moment and blinked at the music playing, but rebounded and continued once the surprise wore off. She still had a dance to perform. The dance was calm and slower at first until she did her first 360 spin, her dress spinning as she did. The dress was certainly made for dancing with the way it shined and spun. The pace slowly picking up after that, adding her attack dance steps for Fury in the mix. She knew that the colors from the magic buffing her would definitely be a nice mix to the dance. The kids had certainly liked it the first time. The woman moved, adding a few kicks when she leaned back, bending her back as she did a slow motion back-flip. She calmly placed her hands on the stage floor and lifted her body up and over herself. Once her feet were back on the floor, she added a few little flairs and abrupt stopped and twists to the movement of her waist and arm movements. Her flexibility adding to the performance. All her training had certainly paid off for this moment. She was feeling really confident, a smile on her face. About halfway into the dance, she decided to use another of her abilities like she had before, Fly. But, not to the extent she did on the battle field. This only took her a few inches off the ground as she continued to twirl in time with the music. She took some of her movements from other's performances, including the one she did for those kids. This performance was for them. The woman did a few movements in the air before she landed after the spell wore off. She took a few more steps and leaned forward before stopping and standing straight up, opening her eyes as she did. She did a slight bow before moving to exit the stage for the next act.
Cass Used Fury to glisten - Cooldown: 1 Post Cass did a slow motion backflip - Cooldown: 3 Post Cass Used Fly to float while performing - Cooldown: 1 Post
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Post by Deleted on Apr 19, 2018 0:45:44 GMT -5
So the glowing chick before him looked like she actually knew what she was doing, which was bad. On the plus side though, for a minute there it seemed she was as thrown by this loopy lilting music as he was.
Like, what even was this?
Trying to suppress a goofy smirk as playful woodwinds climbed up and down his spine, Roxas decided to just go with it.
“Alright!” He shouted over a snicker, “Everybody get on down!"
With exaggerated swaying motions Roxas followed the lilting oboes down to his knees, bobbing his head in slow circles that sent shaggy blonde hair everywhere. Wiry arms raised and lowered in time with the falling scales, indicating the audience join him. Unperturbed by only a few confused takers, Roxas leapt to his feet as the beat changed, hundred league wide grin flashing in the flurry of motion.
“Up and cross’ em!”
Still bobbing like a fisherman’s lure at high tide, Roxas led his bemused audience though a criss-cross of the knees, slowly at first to demonstrate the trick of if before letting the rising drums and trumpets increase the tempo. At its climax and subsequent fall, Roaxs circled his hands over one another to indicate they were taking another dip down before shimmying to his knees with a pantomime of snorkeling.
“Aaaaaaaaand down again!”
More of the audience relented and descended down to the cobblestones with varying rhythmic enthusiasm this time, their motivations varying somewhere between being genuinely charmed and the conviction playing along with little blond’s improvisation would make the slaphappy torment end faster. Hominids and toons gyrated their way along to mischievous snake-charmer’s reeds.
“Up! One more time…” Roxas glanced uncertainly at the band, “… um…I think?”
Trying to keep the invocation stable in his head over the bass pulsation of drums, Roxas decided Larxene (May Miss. Zap n’ Giggles rest in peace) should be proud of this particular application of her student’s sorcery … wait, who was he kidding? The fundamentals proved sound-ish however, and ambient photons were wrenched from their paths to coalesce into shinning pillars of light, an Event Horizon. These thirteen cruciate manifestations were crowned with the spade and thorns taken as an emblem for those without Hearts, grim iconography trained into the root of Roxas’ spellcraft. But today, soulless symbols were just all part of the glam!
“Side to side now!”
Roxas hopped like the lanky lovechild between a frog and crab, two leaps to one side, then three to the other, following the prominent chorus of percussion wherever it led. Every time his feet the struck the stage in time with the drumbeats, his towering evocations flared like gaudily gothic prop-lights. Thus Roxas led his now leaping and blearily blinking audience through the last segments in radiance and reverberation. In the end, his T-shirt was soaked through with sweat, his spell was spent, and his ‘fans’ glad to see him leave, but Roxas was glad he’d signed the wrong form after all!
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Post by Deleted on Apr 19, 2018 17:25:33 GMT -5
[attr="class","ig"] [attr="class","ninety"] [attr="class","joker"] [attr="class","game"] for @everyone - song SONGnotes here [attr="class","kikan"]  Esmerelda’s lips remained set in a joyous smirk, evidently entertained by Clopin’s theatrics and showmanship – he had a certain knack for it. Her attention drifted from her cohort to Lea as the auburn-haired man squared his shoulders and made his way towards the center of the ring. With a subtly swish of her hips, Esmerelda pushed past the satiny curtain that hid her from view so that she could critique each of the dancers. A feigned gasp slipped from her lips as Lea extended his right arm outwards, a weapon suddenly materializing within his grasps – a trick that she’d seen Sora do once or twice. She gave a slow approving clap once Lea had concluded his death-defying act. Her crimson satiny attire billowed around her body as she’d let her emerald eyes flutter shut, instinctively surrendering herself to the music rhythm as she approached. A seductive roll of her hips accentuated by the jingling of the bangles and wristlets she wore. She’d casually reached up to grasp her silky shawl, playfully lashing it outwards and wrapping a portion of its’ length around Lea’s shoulder only to pull the man close. She’d leant inwards whispering in his ears, once she’d said her part though, she’d let her grip slacken on one end of the shawl. A quick pirouette would pull the entirety of the remainder of its’ length across Lea’s neck. “Quite the showman, Clopin is probably green with envy… Even I am not that daring.” As she’d sauntered off towards Alexius, she’d paused to glance back over her shoulder giving the pyromaniac a playful wink. Next up to strut his stuff was Alexius Frey. At first, she thought he was going to pale in comparison to Lea’s display until his body began to move in a serpentine fashion – it wasn’t an easy feat. When Alexius had folded himself nearly in half, his one hand planted on the ground as he’d used his core muscles to bring his feet above his head. He’d maintained the position for a fraction of a second before he began to twist and turn like a gyrating top. Her left hand drifted up towards her face to shield herself from the dust buffeted up by the wind. Never the less, she continued to watch through the narrow gaps of her fingers. Soon enough though, his shocking display had come to an end and Esmerelda approached, mimicking his serpentine motions as she’d undulated her abdomen. A few beads trickled down the side of her face as concentrated on the motions. Once she was at an arm’s length, she playfully reached out to cup Alexius’ face, a singular finger tracing his defined jaw line before she leant in to whisper into his ear, finishing her statement with a playful kiss on his forehead. “Truly amazing, I don’t think I’ve ever witnessed such a sight, simply stunning.” She said as she’d turned to face Tifa whom was undulating back and forth to the rhythm. When her dance begun, Esmerlda couldn’t help but admire the ease in which Tifa moved her body. The burst of water flowed seamlessly into her one to combo only to be finished off by the pyrotechnics – all in all a very good display. “ Wonderful, here I thought I was going to be the only female up on the stage… might have to be careful you might just outshine me.” She said with a playful wag of her finger as she’d turned her attention to Lauriam whom had already begun to spin in place, conjuring innumerable petals that danced moved around him freely. The entirety of the display was well choregraphed, a masterpiece in its’ own right. “… simply stunning.” It was all she could muster herself to say before Cassialyn had taken to the stage. Her creative use of her magick was noted, not to mention how she seemed to defy the very laws of nature as she did a slow-motion backflip and took to the air. Now it was Roxas’ turn, she carefully followed along with his instructions, mimicking each of his motions just seconds after it happened. She couldn’t suppress her desire to laugh and smile marveling at the man’s magic as it’d set the mood. “ That was invigorating, you certainly are embracing what the festival embodies…” She stated as she’d then pivoted on her heel and gestured towards the band, nodding her head as they’d switched up the song. 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Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2018 21:22:26 GMT -5
Lea would be a fool to attempt to deny that once Esmeralda graced the floor, her undulations and fluidly moving hips becoming a beacon for attention, his moves might have become just a touch clunkier then one would have expected from the flurry of the dancing flame. Indeed, when it came to graceful movement, Lea was no straggler to deliver, and oh yes did he dance with Esmeralda serpentining in time with her movements when he was prompted toward her by the pull, no demand of a glittering sash. A crooked grin curled up the side of his face as he was clearly enjoying the sort of momentary attention he was getting. So yeah...Lea recovered quickly.
At least he had until the woman moved to whisper into his ears. Lea simply couldn't argue with the fact that the only thing he liked more than talking about how awesome he was was hearing from someone else how friggin awesome he was. The idea that the clown he'd just witnessed doing those totally wicked tricks on the metal hoop might be envious of his own tricks made Lea absolutely swell, and the feel of her pulling away from him that shawl lingering over his neck made him tilt his head down a moment to hide the blush that graced his cheeks. Boy...that girl was...something alright.
Oh well it was time to get over it and get on with the dancing. The beat was new and the beat hopped and so did Lea, his spiked hair bobbing along with the beat. He added a firey flourish to an arm movement, sparks of flame appearing briefly at his fingertips. A round kick crossed over Lea's body a golden arch of flame about as tall as his chest appearing and holding shape just long enough for him to back bend and limbo beneath it ending in an impressive twist. As that arch disappeared he did a hand spring and landed kneeling only for his eyes to catch sight of where Esmeralda had gone. She was talking to a younger blonde boy. Lea's eyes widened in disbelief as he rose to his feet. "Roxas?!"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 24, 2018 4:12:15 GMT -5
“Axel …”
Ever have that moment where good fortune feels like a slap in the face? You’ve shoveled the grave dirt atop desperate hope till the ache isn’t gone, but maybe muffled a bit. It sucks, but you’re still breathing and keep marching.
Then the impossible happens, and you are just left staring like a freakin idiot, wondering why the ‘waking up’ part is taking so long.
He couldn’t even…what do you say? How was this…. Why now? Why not now? Why was he so damn tense when things finally worked out for once?
Because joy can hurt too, boiling over so quick that the terror of vertigo sets in, a shadow of dread that the hidden punch-line at the end would be the one that would breaks you for good.
Someone tugged his shoulder. Was he up next? Did he want to be up next?
What he want right now, to cry, to scream for the joke to stop?
Axel was in the corner of his eye now. Roxas swallowed, looking over a crowd steeling themselves for more aerobic torment. A violin cut through the silence, long notes drawn in the savoring strokes of bow across string.
Roxas closed his eyes and uttered the only words that came to mind, the simple orison that shed the safe limits of his power.
“Give me strength”
Shining cruciform swords crowned with thorns winked into existence. Their five foot lambent lengths passed across the wooden stage like spectral dancers. Roxas dipped and weaved between their hovering paths, steps a choreography between Stradivarius and spell-woven solarium. The pointed light pillars inscribed lines of runic power upon the thespian promenade in time with lilting violin strings. Roxas stepped into place at the middle of Magic Hour's humming circle of invocation.
Existence within the Castle that Never Was had been a routine of pain, oblique objectives, and long hours of staring blankly at bare walls. Roxas’d known nothing else, just a content little zombie. When Axel had been assigned to him, it barely registered at first, just another face in endless halls of harsh eclectic lights and long shadows.
The boy extended a hand skyward as percussion joined the violin. Disney Town was briefly ushered into the ever-evening of Roxas’ liminal home. Sunset came regardless of hour and celestial alignment, simultaneously illuminating and darkening in the coy optical tricks of twilight. Amber haze softened the outlines of flag-festooned buildings and lent shaded subtleties of suggestion to the onlooker’s multifarious masks. Gravity rescinded its claim on Roxas and he lifted into the air.
It was in Twilight Town that Axel had coaxed him to cognizance. In the hundreds of serene sunsets that followed, hapless questions resulted in unexpected amity. With time their elevated hideaway of conspiratorial caritas had led both young men to transcend their hollowness. They’d part for time, only to return more determined to keep things impossibly as they were.
At the crest of a long jump in the setting rays, keys of elegant mithril filigree and austere spiked ebony manifested in the young man’s hands. He spiraled downward to the stage like a leaf fluttering on the violin’s frolicsome flow. Roxas dipped to his knees and released the blades outward in blurring whirls. They took flight from his hands like a crow and dove soaring their separate ways in wide twin arcs high over the audience’s heads, Oblivion’s hollow drone and Oathkeeper’s sibilant chime melding in low haunting harmonies with the orchestra’s violinist.
Roxas had been the one to part for good though, leaving in his wake searing words that could never be unsaid.
The keyblader levitated in time with rising scales, catching first one then the other blade on their boomeranging return. For a moment it seemed light and dark would be reunited, errant travelers catch sight of those they sought. Yet at soon as his feet hit the stage again, Roxas followed that downward momentum into a discus spin, parting the pair again. Oblivion and Oathkeeper crosses each other’s paths by mere inches before flying off in wayward circuits.
No one would miss me…
Roxas’d relented too late, fighting, fainting, and then forgetting all together. Axel hadn’t though, he never did…
Oathkeeper’s aerial homecoming ignited in a blaze of luminous glory, memory being rekindled after stultifying slumber. The following refulgent crescents of sweeping silver recalled Roxas’ dizziness in the midst of revelation, a summons from sleep to face waking annihilation. Pale afterimages trailed in the wake of mirrored mithril, white as Namine’s pallid prison as she calmly explained his fleeting contingence, scintillating silk tracing Roxas’ whirling dervish of pantomimed delirium.
He had daydreamed in synthetic fantasy, ushered towards dissolution by an amber eyed reaper in leprous wrappings. It’d been Axel who snuck into the butcher’s encompassing eidolon, seeking to wake Roxas from his slaughterhouse sleep.
Oblivion met his outstretched palm at the beginning of the music’s plunge into reverberation.
But somehow it was too late. Had Roxas been too blind with rage, Axel’s faith in him at too great an ebb? Probably. Maybe neither. Soon it didn’t matter.
The sibling swords danced together again at last, but it was mated grace permeated with violent dissonance in time with the beat’s echoing percussion. Stygian stretches of darkness joined streaks of light. A mental request to Oblivion gave the ebon wake the appearance of billowing black smoke. It was the suffocating smog that’d filled the Fallen Sage’s laboratory as he and Axel had come to blows. Roxas gritted his teeth through the accelerating mydriatic motion, enduring the memory of ashes in his throat, the crackle of fire and thrashing wires, anger hotter then the surrounding blaze, and the seriate sorrow that just kept bleeding till the End.
Roxas came to a sudden stop as the music returned to just a single solo of strings. He left Oblivion fall from his right hand. Its impact upon the stage was not a blunt clatter of metal, but a dark dissolution in vaporous void. Axel had faded into that same onyx obliteration before his eyes, scorning even the hope of paradise.
With a mental dismissal, Oathkeeper collapsed into shimmering diamond dust in Roxas’ palm. The agonizing anamnesis of looking up into Sora’s quiescent quietude, the face of the sleeping savior in need of just one more sacrifice, elicited a heavy sigh. Crumbled coruscation lifted with the soft force of his exhalation, forming the sparkling suggestion of Roxas’ tomb before dissipating, the waxen folds of lotus.
The synthetic sunset ended with the silenced chords and wobbly bow.
Struggling between collapse and composure, Roxas walked, jogged, then ran to Axel. What’d been mentally intended as a sidelong shoulder embrace that retained at least some masculine dignity somehow turned into…not that.
Also all these people were super blurry…
Gripping Axel like the Amazon’s smallest python, Roxas struggled for speech, throat too thick to even swallow. Somehow his friend proved to be actually totally tangible real, if perhaps now bereft of circulation.
“You remembered your promise...”
1) Roxas used Magic Hour to portray bonding with Axel in Twilight Town 0/3
2) Roxas used Dual Strike Raid to illustrate their part of ways and unsuccessful attempts to reconnect 0/2
3) Roxas used Eclipse Whirlwind as a metaphor for their last battle. 0/2
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Post by Deleted on Apr 24, 2018 16:56:26 GMT -5
I WILL WALK MY OWN PATH. IT'S NOW OR NEVER. ALEXIUS really never had been one to brag. However, when one of the people who had orchestrated this whole contest approached him, making the same movements that he had done..he was admittedly rather prideful. He never really got a chance to SEE what his own moves looked like..and it became very clear that what he managed to do was very difficult indeed. Of course, he took the compliment in stride, merely chuckling and waving off the compliment as she turned to compliment the rest of the dancers. Of course..then the song changed.
Once again, the red haired man had gone first. However, his dancing seemed a little mismatched for the tune that was playing, and it was a short display. However..it wasn't until he called out to Roxas that things got interesting. With Alexius's gaze shifting, it became clear that something had gone on between these two men.
Where before, Roxas had been happy go lucky, and played to the crowd in the least serious manner possible..now he stood there, in stoic silence. And yet, his face showed an entire gauntlet of emotions. And then..he finally spoke up. Within moments, several towering swords of energy burst to life. He had been using them before as a prop.
But this..this felt different. More intense. Alexius could positively feel the magical energy that was surging from those pillars. It was no insignificant amount of power, truly. He watched as Roxas moved with ease between the pillars, his body taking on an elegance that he had never seen the boy use before.
They had met before..but Alexius had always been given the impression of an average person. Not someone who was capable of a feat like this. And yet..this was not all. He rose his hand, and the crowd started to mutter to themselves as the sky darkened into various shades of yellow and orange..like Twilight..
As Roxas took to the skies, Alexius began to feel his instincts as a soldier rise up..only to be shut down as two weapons appeared in his hands.
ThE kEy.
ThE KEy.
THE KEY.
Keyblade.
Alexius felt his heart start to ache as he watched Roxas's performance, a silent voice echoing the same phrase over and over in his head, until a new phrase centered itself in his mind. Keyblade. He had no idea what it meant, or what it had to do with what Roxas was doing. Those strange blades orbiting around and around as he moved and danced, taking the whole song for himself now.
In a way, it was tragic. A dark kind of dance. Yet, Alexius knew not what it meant. As the song ended, so too did his dance. And he walked..then jogged..then ran to what Alexius could only assume was a close friend of his. While his own heart ached, he could only smile.
Without another word, he walked up to the center of the stage, clouds beginning to gather overhead. He looked to the crowd, scanning and scanning until he found a suitable partner. As he made a very proper bow to his partner, a bolt of lightning crashed down behind him, with a very familiar companion of his taking shape. Quezacotl. The thunderbird. It was a smooth, bright yellow reminder of the power he held.
"Please.." He said as rain began to fall on the stage, and his clothing and skin began to darken. "Share this dance with me." He said as he took hold of the hand of a woman from the crowd, the darkening spreading to her as well. Within moments, the two of them were pitch black, their outlines shining brightly as Alexius took the lead, pulling his partner close as they danced a slow circle around the stage, Quezacotl's wings beating to stir up a spin of raindrops, each one becoming a glittering miniature rainbow as they passed over the pair.
And as the tempo of the song picked up, so did his moves. He went from a traditional ballroom dance, to the kind of dance an untrained teenager would commit to. Connected only by their hands, Alexius whirled and danced around, his partner's outline spinning around him in whirling miniature circles, only to be pulled back to the center each time.
He could tell that the orchestra had been thrown off by the previous performance, as they were now repeating the song that they had just played. As such..he had one more trick up his sleeve. When the percussion section joined in, bolts of lightning periodically hit the ground around him and his partner. They scorched the stage ever so slightly, but put much more emphasis on the percussion as the booming of the very heavens had joined in.
After about a minute or so, the percussion was lessened, and the lightning vanished. Alexius was now at the very edge of the dance area, and with a simple whirl, he was detached from his partner, her shadowy appearance turning to normal as his companion soared into the sky, breaking the cloud coverage that it had created, revealing an impromptu spotlight as he bowed again to his partner, and then slipped into the crowd again as the sky brightened, and was completely and utterly free for the next dancer.
[Alexius Summoned and dismissed Quezacotl. Cooldown: Remainder of event.]
[Alexius Used Eclipse to create the image of silhouette's dancing in a storm. Cooldown: 5 posts]
[Alexius Used Rainbow In a Storm: Cooldown: 3 posts]
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Post by Deleted on Apr 30, 2018 14:08:33 GMT -5
[attr="class","kirameki0"] [attr="class","kirameki1"] [attr="class","kirameki2"] [attr="class","kirameki3"] [attr="class","kirameki4"] What was meant to be a simple lighthearted series of dance battles became a clearly unexpected reunion between two boys who had a friendship that went far beyond words. The imagery was touching in that sort of way that made the heart ache profusely. When the blonde spikey haired young man was called to by his older red headed friend, a series of imagery became the dance. The music was almost inconsequential. For a long while all eyes were on them, how much their distance from eachother effected them on clear display to the surrounding crowd.
There was a hush, an uncertainty. Everyone forgot to dance and Clopin smiled. If it had to happen, for something like this was ideal. "It appears two friends have won so much more than Munny today. What an unexpected but heartwarming moment. Let us Celebrate!"
The music shifted again and an ambitious boy who'd danced fearlessly in the last round absolutely lit up the plaza with lightning, some entity brought forth to conduct the sky and the song. Clopin grinned spinning on a created access within his hoop while the boy invited someone in the crowd to dance. It wasn't long before The blonde and red head disappeared in the crowd and the rest of the dancers seemed just as preoccupied as what was supposed to be an audience became the dancers too. An approving grin shifted to the boy. In the end he'd gotten everyone up on their feet and dancing. The choice for the winner was an easy one to make.
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TAGS: Dieter Wolfram | @leonard | @tifa | @lea | @tapir | @kuzco | Cassialyn Frewin | @alexius
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