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08 October 2007 @ 10:52 pm

They had done it.  Hadn’t they?  They had saved the world.  Aeris had summoned Holy.  And Cloud and his friends had defeated Sephiroth who had been blocking Holy’s powers. 

 Then why did he feel so much dread?

 “Did you really think it was over?”

 No.  It wasn’t possible.  It couldn’t be.

 “My foolish little puppet.”

 There was darkness all around him, pulling him down, swallowing him whole.  A hand pierced into the darkness, reaching for him.  He stretched towards it desperately.  It was her…

 “You cannot escape me.”


Cloud sprang up half off the bed.  His breath was ragged and he was covered with sweat.  A moment later the effort of moving caught up to him and he winced from a shot of pain.

 “Where…where am I?”

28 September 2007 @ 04:53 pm
Approximately one hundred miles to the west of the Spartan city and several thousand feet up, a massive chuck of rock appears, an upside down cone hanging in the sky. Whether it was in motion before the tear in reality brought it into this new world is not clear. Fifteen minutes later, as the impossibly large rock plummets downward deceptively quickly, it slams into the ground. Any observer within a radius of several miles would be incinerated by the heat of impact. Anything within twenty miles is flattened as the massive hunk of earth and stone meets the ground, sending up a cloud of dust that can be seen for hundreds of miles, thousands if the line of sight is clear.

Shockwaves in the ground reach Sparta, shaking buildings and people alike. Some of the early structures, hastily constructed and not at sturdy as the rest of them, crumble. Those on their feet are thrown to the ground, while those sitting or laying are lucky if they escape things falling on them.

The flat area of the rock appears to be covered by debris; which in turn is covered in scorch and cut marks, implying that the destruction was not caused by the fall. There is, however, a solitary structure intact. It's a dark throne, carved from stone and metal, with a crumbling mosiac of three golden triangles on the back. The same symbol is carved on the front, one under each armrest. On the throne sits a dark figure, wreathed in shadow. Red eyes pierce out from the gloom, floating above a gleaming sneer.

"I am the Darkness. This world is mine!"
01 September 2007 @ 02:48 pm
"... and then the steam pushes this up?" asked the King of Sparta, sitting slightly hunched over a pair of metal cylinders, one inside the other.

The other Spartan nodded, pointing out a hinge on one end. "Then you attach something there, and it can be moved."

"Just from the steam alone?" Leonidas asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Aye. Steam is stronger than the water from which it is made. This is a feat that unheated water could not accomplish. "Stilios and his men are working on a way to reproduce these and create machines such as those they powered."

As Leonidas dismissed the Spartan engineer, Dorian was ushered into the King's chambers, helmet tucked under his arm. The relaxed pace of the march had given he sweat on his skin time to dry, but his hair was still bound up in a tight braid. "Sire," he said, "we have found newcomers. Do you wish them brought in?"

That grabbed Leonidas's attention immediately. He stood, adjusting his cloak and tunic. "No, I will see them outside." He then followed Dorian though the door and into the streets.

"Hail, and welcome to Sparta."
04 July 2007 @ 01:21 am
"Where am I?" Marth wonders to himself. He finds himself in a high tech city, technology he had never seen before or even heard of. "Last thing I remember was grabbing the Fire Emblem in that cave... and now I am here..." Marth looks around at the strange new surrounding he has found himself in. "Where is everyone? Did they not come along as well... and where are they right now?" Marth starts to call out for any signs of life that may be found in this weird new setting he has found himself in... with no clue as to where, or when, he is.
02 July 2007 @ 04:35 pm
This be a test, yarr!
Location: the metaverse.
I am feeling: accomplishedaccomplished
Background Noise: Kansas