Arty Fox

Darkness in the Light

how about suddenly a dragon?
also I'll do a posty in the next day or two

Kingdom Hearts: The Lights of the Multiverse Redux [No Longer Full]

Yeah sure, mind if I refine a few bits on my characters?

Darkness in the Light

Ninty Bat

Ninty was in a foul mood. For one thing she was very far from where she’d last heard her fathers to be, granted that little snippet of news was weeks old it was all she had to go on. Secondly, she’d been told by their wonderful employer that the journey wouldn’t be long which was becoming less and less likely the further they trudged.

During the night Ninty had toyed with the idea of stealing what she could and legging it, and for a while it had seemed like a good idea. Until she realised that it was a terrible thing to do and the others would’ve caught her within hours.

Brann almost looked almost comical with his empty water skin. Ninty, however, was unimpressed and rolled her eyes at him. If it hadn’t been for his earlier comment, made only worse by his attempts to fix it, she wou;d’ve handed him her spare. Syfa however had not such problems.
“Well ya should’ve filled it up more, now shouldn’t ya.” She berated as she passed. “Lucky for you Jester, ya got her to keep ya alive.”

The sunrise had painted the sky a deep crimson that morning and if Papas many sayings were to be believed it meant that they were in for some rain that afternoon. But for now, it was painted a delightful blue with a healthy splattering of clouds casting puddles of shadow drifting lazily across the world around them. Now if only there was a road for them to follow.

Ninty called up to Syfa. “Don’t suppose ya see a road or anything?”

Darkness in the Light

I'll get a posty up in the next few days :)

Kingdom Hearts: The Lights of the Multiverse Redux [No Longer Full]

whispers quietly: space rocket through the station?

Also @Kalzky you're doing great but if you're gonna do quotes you can just delete everything but the last bits or stuff you're reacting to to make things a bit easier to read over.

Kingdom Hearts: The Lights of the Multiverse Redux [No Longer Full]

Natasha

@Rex
Prim cautiously accepted the Rapture pill and then went back to staring wide eyed out the port window. Natasha simply pocketed hers as she climbed back up towards him.

“These are you robot pills aren’t they?” Natasha remembered Drake explaining them at some point; tiny robots running through a person’s body and making repairs. “Faries and metal don’t exactly mix, I’ll be fine.”

They had broken through the planet’s atmosphere and the battle was laid out before then to a backdrop of stars and the worlds moon rose slowly to their left. One of the enemy’s ships sprinted by shortly followed by a squadron baring the Empires insignia. The cockpit suddenly felt very cut off from the rest of the world and deathly silent apart from the low hum of the engines.

Natasha settled her gaze upon the wounded satellite as she mulled over Drakes words. Finally, she sighed and her shoulders slumped. Her stomach squirmed restlessly.

“Drake I…I can…but…well it.” A frustrated growl escaped her. She glanced back to see Prim looking up at them.

Natasha chewed her lip as she thought more. She was worried, worried about Drakes reasons and what he was planning to do. She didn’t like what he was asking for her, but his offer for Anything was just so tempting.

After another minute, she finally answered.

“I can’t just take her memories without her permission Drake. Magic like that, my magic, needs the person to let those memories go. What you’re asking for is a Curse which I…I suppose I could do if this is really something that you want. But there’s a few things you need to know first. All Curses can Break and are made to be Broken one way or another it’s just matter of how you want it to. Shattering is another way but…it’s very rare for it to work. And…”

Natasha kept her eyes locked upon the battered station above them. She respected Drake, and felt he at least deserved to know what he would be doing to his friend.

“And she won’t be Human, Drake. She’ll look, feel, act human and everything but scientists in my world noticed that those were cursed had
something change in their DN-something or other. Lastly Drake the Curse will be alive.”
Natasha turned her head as much as she could between the head rest and the window to look at him in the eyes. Her gaze was piercing, filled with pain and hatred.

“IT will be alive. It will decide how her memories of you are affected. IT will decide how to punish her for trying to remember you and Drake neither you nor I will have any say in that matter.”

Natasha let her words hang for a moment, letting them sink in.

“I know what it’s like to…not be able to go home.” Her voice was quiet where it had been hard just a moment before. “Moment I set foot back home I will be hunted.”
She left it at that.

James

@Kalzky@ShadowVentus@Rockin Strings
James returned to tapping away at the screen as he investigated the stations layout. He scowled at the red Xs appearing on some of them.

“Nope.” He replied with a voice a touch too joyful to be carefree. “Sorry Taka, long time no see by the way, but it’s just you, me, and the newbies on this mission. A mission in the cold and deadly embrace of space all around us. Oh, and there’s Blair too around here somewhere I think.”

James had only glanced at Max as he listed off the team, but then he snapped his gaze back towards the man in the giant Mech. His eyebrows rose almost to meet his blue hair at the sight.

An Elf. In a giant Mech. Now he’d seen everything.

A hollow ‘boom’ from somewhere dislodge him from his state of disbelief. Suddenly, for an instant, there was the sound of air rushing past them before it was just as suddenly cut off. James swore under his breath as another red X appeared on the map.

“I might have done more damage to this station than I thought, or they’re trying to slowly suffocate us. Take your pick Kids.” He scrolled the screen up towards the top. “Name’s James you two welcome aboard and all but we’re pressed for time here. We need to get all the way up here; to the top where the command centre is and disable this Station. Hopefully before we’re caught and killed, or the station explodes around us into deadly space.”

“On top of that, there’s probably hundreds of deadly robots and heartless, thirsty for our flesh, right outside those doors.” James jabbed a finger to the locked doors before them. He was no longer trying to hide his panic. He clapped his hands together. “So, ideas anyone?”

Darkness in the Light

[hider=Ninty Bat]
Appearance : In true Elven manner she stands high above most Humans and some might say she looks fairly beautiful, given half a chance. But she appears far too thin and bags sit underneath her piercing brown eyes.
Ginger hair, cut roughly to her neck, sticks out in odd directions from beneath a sturdy leather hood. Her nose is crooked from a bad break but luckily, she still has all her teeth. Her armour is simple leather, but her boots are a much higher quality, beneath which she wears simple green clothing.
Ninty carries all her belongings in a simple brown satchel tied to her back alongside her bow, a quiver attached to her belt, and finally a dented violin case she carries in hand.

Name : Ninty Bat

Title : The Lyrical Ranger

Gender : Female

Age : 47

Personality : Simply put Ninty is loud and brash; she’s very self-assured, prefers to confront things head on,and refuses to give in to anyone without good reason. And like her parents before her, she’d rather die than give up her morals.
She’s speak to others with all honesty but tries to put a comforting spin on things and expects others to do the same for her, and isn’t at all pleased when they don’t. Often this has led to fights and falling outs with other people but Ninty refuses to feel bad about it.
Sadly, once she gets riled up there’s not much anyone can do to calm her down other than wait for her to tire herself out. Also, she does have a envious streak especially when others can do things she prides herself in with more speed and grace, or simply has something she wants.
Whilst not the most intelligent person Ninty is by no means a simpleton, some might say there’s more going on up there than even she knows, and she is not averse to showing off if given half the chance. Her pride has gotten her into trouble on numerous occasions.

Abilities :
- A very good shot able to shoot most small game as it runs.
- Can even make shots in low light (think around dusk or twilight), or if her targets are easily visible at night.
- Possesses great endurance letting her run, walk, and climb for longer than most people. [/color]
- Whilst not the strongest, her thin frame means she can slip out of various combat holds and traps with ease.

Skills :
- Setting up and running a business and day to day management.
- Playing the violin.
- Cooking meals.
- Ninty can speak a few languages with enough proficiency to have a simple conversation.
- Good at remembering details, but only for a few days.
- Basic wilderness skills including cooking, foraging, trapmaking and camping. However, the majority of this is self-taught so she is by no means an expert.
- Able to track animals like deer or bears.

Gear :
- A notebook and pencil, halfway filled with songs and little tunes
- A simple bow along with a selection of arrows or varying quality
- Her Grandmothers Violin, a once beautiful instrument covered in scenes worn and chipped almost beyond recognition.

Bio :

Once upon a time, Ninty had the perfect life with her Fathers and Grandmother in the port city of Brazen, a city that connected the West to the rest of the world. Together her Father Nathaniel, a savvy businessman, and her Papa Andrew, a seasoned sailor, ran one of the most lucrative trading companies around; whether it be jewels, food, or other such goods the Midnight Trading Co was the place to go.
Whilst Ninty was indeed lavished with only the very best of everything it was her Grandmother, Narral, that resolutely made sure that Ninty didn’t grow up a spoiled brat and dragged the screaming toddler into the kitchens to do the washing up every day amongst various other jobs. Her Parents (wisely) decided not to get in her Grandmothers way.

Of course Ninty soon enough had to begin thinking about marriage and then later taking over the family business. As a family of elves there was plenty of time but Ninty none-the-less began asking her Father about how to run a business and her Papa about the best times for sailing. While Ninty enjoyed sitting in on board meetings and weekend sailing trips it was still a dull life, devoid of something small but important, so her Grandmother began to teach Ninty the Violin. Eventually Ninty even received her Grandmothers own beautifully carved and decorated Violin as a ‘coming of age present’.

Many years passed by in relative peace disturbed only by the constant gossip and rumours in the taverns of war to the west. But Ninty paid it no mind safe in the knowledge that no one would attack her home, even as the commoners began to flee the city.
It had been a beautiful day when the world ended, the sky was clear and the gulls had ceased their screaming, and as she practiced in the Library Ninty admired the few of boats in the docks. She paid no mind to the servants that hadn’t cleaned that day, or the cook who had simply left without a word. Her Grandmother came crashing through in a state of panic demanding the she had to leave the city at once. Outside another family waited and then took her to the docks as per her Grandmothers instructions, a few silver pieces for their troubles, and she promised to meet Ninty there with her Fathers.

It was on the ship that Ninty realized her world had ended. Standing on the dock of the ship filled to bursting with refugees just like her, violin clutched tightly in her hands, and no sight of her family she realised she was alone. Watching the city drift away from them as a plume of dust and debris was thrown skyward by pillars of fire Ninty wondered what was she to do now?

Years past and Niny had long since given up on returning home. Nights spent in the woods huddled with others running for their lives from the Great Lords armies had striped her of such naivety but did little to tame the spirit her grandmother had cultivated. In roadside taverns, she played her Violin for a bed and a meal before setting off again with everyone else to Cartevan; a human city which had become a haven to refugees like her. But as the war continued those who live there became restless and unhappy with all the ‘immigrants’ taking their jobs and homes, shortly a slum grew on the cities side like a tumour as Ninty and her fellow Elves were driven out but had nowhere to go. Even after the Great War had long since finished The Slum is still there.

3 years after the Great War, The Rusty Boar was the best tavern in the Slum and was where Ninty worked as a performer and bar maid to pay her rent. One night she overheard a group of adventurers discussing their travels and one mentioned being attacked by a group of Goblins on his journey and a married couple by the name of Bat helping him. The tray she had been carrying was quickly forgotten, mugs fell and shattered on the floor, as Ninty rounded on the stammering dwarf and demanded the names of the couple. She left Cartevan within the hour.

4 years later and Ninty is still chasing her Parents across the wounded lands of Auguria with only snippets and rumours to guide her. It’s not much but she takes comfort in knowing that they’re still out there, but until she finds them she must make her own way in the world and that means taking on any jobs that come her way.

Other : Birds despise her.
[/hider]

Darkness in the Light

Everyones got fancy spells and magic tricks (I totally didn't forget about them, no sir-ee) and Ninty's just here like

Darkness in the Light

@Zamokra41 Done, and done dude. I've highlighted the bits I've changed for ye. :)

Ninty Bat

Appearance : In true Elven manner she stands high above most Humans and some might say she looks fairly beautiful, given half a chance. But she appears far too thin and bags sit underneath her piercing brown eyes.
Ginger hair, cut roughly to her neck, sticks out in odd directions from beneath a sturdy leather hood. Her nose is crooked from a bad break but luckily, she still has all her teeth. Her armour is simple leather, but her boots are a much higher quality, beneath which she wears simple green clothing.
Ninty carries all her belongings in a simple brown satchel tied to her back alongside her bow, a quiver attached to her belt, and finally a dented violin case she carries in hand.

Name : Ninty Bat

Title : The Lyrical Ranger

Gender : Female

Age : 47

Personality : Simply put Ninty is loud and brash; she’s very self-assured, prefers to confront things head on,and refuses to give in to anyone without good reason. And like her parents before her, she’d rather die than give up her morals.
She’s speak to others with all honesty but tries to put a comforting spin on things and expects others to do the same for her, and isn’t at all pleased when they don’t. Often this has led to fights and falling outs with other people but Ninty refuses to feel bad about it.
Sadly, once she gets riled up there’s not much anyone can do to calm her down other than wait for her to tire herself out. Also, she does have a envious streak especially when others can do things she prides herself in with more speed and grace, or simply has something she wants.
Whilst not the most intelligent person Ninty is by no means a simpleton, some might say there’s more going on up there than even she knows, and she is not averse to showing off if given half the chance. Her pride has gotten her into trouble on numerous occasions.

Abilities :
- A very good shot able to shoot most small game as it runs.
- Can even make shots in low light (think around dusk or twilight), or if her targets are easily visible at night.
- Possesses great endurance letting her run, walk, and climb for longer than most people.
- Whilst not the strongest, her thin frame means she can slip out of various combat holds and traps with ease.

Skills :
- Setting up and running a business and day to day management.
- Playing the violin.
- Cooking meals.
- Ninty can speak a few languages with enough proficiency to have a simple conversation.
- Good at remembering details, but only for a few days.
- Basic wilderness skills including cooking, foraging, trapmaking and camping. However, the majority of this is self-taught so she is by no means an expert.
- Able to track animals like deer or bears.

Gear :
- A notebook and pencil, halfway filled with songs and little tunes
- A simple bow along with a selection of arrows or varying quality
- Her Grandmothers Violin, a once beautiful instrument covered in scenes worn and chipped almost beyond recognition.

Bio :

Once upon a time, Ninty had the perfect life with her Fathers and Grandmother in the port city of Brazen, a city that connected the West to the rest of the world. Together her Father Nathaniel, a savvy businessman, and her Papa Andrew, a seasoned sailor, ran one of the most lucrative trading companies around; whether it be jewels, food, or other such goods the Midnight Trading Co was the place to go.
Whilst Ninty was indeed lavished with only the very best of everything it was her Grandmother, Narral, that resolutely made sure that Ninty didn’t grow up a spoiled brat and dragged the screaming toddler into the kitchens to do the washing up every day amongst various other jobs. Her Parents (wisely) decided not to get in her Grandmothers way.

Of course Ninty soon enough had to begin thinking about marriage and then later taking over the family business. As a family of elves there was plenty of time but Ninty none-the-less began asking her Father about how to run a business and her Papa about the best times for sailing. While Ninty enjoyed sitting in on board meetings and weekend sailing trips it was still a dull life, devoid of something small but important, so her Grandmother began to teach Ninty the Violin. Eventually Ninty even received her Grandmothers own beautifully carved and decorated Violin as a ‘coming of age present’.

Many years passed by in relative peace disturbed only by the constant gossip and rumours in the taverns of war to the west. But Ninty paid it no mind safe in the knowledge that no one would attack her home, even as the commoners began to flee the city.
It had been a beautiful day when the world ended, the sky was clear and the gulls had ceased their screaming, and as she practiced in the Library Ninty admired the few of boats in the docks. She paid no mind to the servants that hadn’t cleaned that day, or the cook who had simply left without a word. Her Grandmother came crashing through in a state of panic demanding the she had to leave the city at once. Outside another family waited and then took her to the docks as per her Grandmothers instructions, a few silver pieces for their troubles, and she promised to meet Ninty there with her Fathers.

It was on the ship that Ninty realized her world had ended. Standing on the dock of the ship filled to bursting with refugees just like her, violin clutched tightly in her hands, and no sight of her family she realised she was alone. Watching the city drift away from them as a plume of dust and debris was thrown skyward by pillars of fire Ninty wondered what was she to do now?

Years past and Niny had long since given up on returning home. Nights spent in the woods huddled with others running for their lives from the Great Lords armies had striped her of such naivety but did little to tame the spirit her grandmother had cultivated. In roadside taverns, she played her Violin for a bed and a meal before setting off again with everyone else to Cartevan; a human city which had become a haven to refugees like her. But as the war continued those who live there became restless and unhappy with all the ‘immigrants’ taking their jobs and homes, shortly a slum grew on the cities side like a tumour as Ninty and her fellow Elves were driven out but had nowhere to go. Even after the Great War had long since finished The Slum is still there.

3 years after the Great War, The Rusty Boar was the best tavern in the Slum and was where Ninty worked as a performer and bar maid to pay her rent. One night she overheard a group of adventurers discussing their travels and one mentioned being attacked by a group of Goblins on his journey and a married couple by the name of Bat helping him. The tray she had been carrying was quickly forgotten, mugs fell and shattered on the floor, as Ninty rounded on the stammering dwarf and demanded the names of the couple. She left Cartevan within the hour.

4 years later and Ninty is still chasing her Parents across the wounded lands of Auguria with only snippets and rumours to guide her. It’s not much but she takes comfort in knowing that they’re still out there, but until she finds them she must make her own way in the world and that means taking on any jobs that come her way.

Other : Birds despise her.

Kingdom Hearts: The Lights of the Multiverse Redux [No Longer Full]

@Letter Bee Unless you want to do one first I'll get another posty up in a day or two