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Yeah okay - your character is awesome and amazing and clearly too overpowered for the rest of the peon characters.

Is that what I'm supposed to say? I can't even pretend to be invested in why you're upset at this point bruh. I just can't take this conversation seriously.
I think you missed the point. Also, not sure why you felt the need to reassure me that your character has skills of her own, since I never once brought that into question. Yes, they all have abilities that give them something unique. But the one thing they all have in common is that unlike Cyrus, they lack real experience. Cyrus has 13 years of raw combat experience under his belt, plus he's killed before and knows full well he'll probably have to do so again. Can you say that about any of the other characters? Can they be described as battle-hardened soldiers who have already shown their capacity for killing other people? I don't think you can. And believe me, that sort of psychology goes a long way in determining just who the best killer is. Spells, skills, none of that means a single thing unless the person in question has the mental and emotional capacity to use said skills to kill their enemy. Somehow, I doubt any of the other characters can say that (although the jury's still out on Arthal) but I can tell you that, yes, Cyrus can, and he most certainly will through the course of the campaign since I doubt the other Keyblade Wielders out there are going to just let us put an end to their fighting.


I know you haven't read anyone else character - it's evident not only in the way you RP IC'ly but even in the way you talk within OOC context, so I can speak pretty easily for at least myself and D-N's characters since we collaborated on them. By no means do we have Cyrus's skill or experience in fighting other Keyblade warriors within the context of the war. It's not outline in our Bio's but our characters actively avoided fighting in the war because of what our individual goal and aspirations are. We wanted to do something a little more interesting than a gary-stu tough-guy tsundere stereotype.

You can't offend us as RP'ers nor in character because you call us thugs or munny-hungry etc. - because that's what we intended to make. Our characters are gangsters. Not heroes, or champions... gangsters. They have killed people, just not usually in a fair or honest manner as battling in war. We have no qualms about your character's forte in combat, because it doesn't bare any relevance to what we would attempt to bring to this RP. We bring tension in the fact you can only trust us as far as a wallet can stretch (for now at least), and also in the fact that you have two professionals in covert politics, espionage and shady if not downright dirty deeds. Who won't hesitate to commit acts that are evidently to low brow for your character to stomach.

That doesn't have to appeal to you - that's okay. We don't write for your approval any more than you should for ours. We wanted to make gangsters, first and foremost, who were trained in the sword arts of Agrabah's dark streets and alleys. What we have, which your character is inherently missing, is a possible character arc, where we deal with the war and it's consequences, challenging our view on things beyond ourselves for the first time and a challenge to be something greater than the biggest paycheck.

But you can be a war vet and be happy. We don't mind that all. Be as strong and overpowered as you feel you need to be.

We'll keep having fun with imperfect, flawed characters - characters that were interesting enough to drag your war-vet from his battle with the main protagonist to talk to us about a kicked over ice cream stand; jus sayin.

Zero followed Daichi's command, though he initially stood still as Daichi postured against the high-strung old man trying to preach to them about how to live. Zero stooped down, recovering something from a pouch in his utility vest. He recovered two more items. They were cartons of ice cream, three separate flavours, but all from the same brand. He placed them with spoons on top of the overturned cart. They did this at every cart they had ransacked. They were working for the other ice cream brand through hostile marketing. The trouble they caused the Sea-salt vendors draw attention and commotion amongst the panic. Not only would it deterred common vendors from stocking the sea-salt brand, but the free samples of the new brand would eventually be picked up by potential customers.

"Since we're done, I'll go hand in the job and get our munny. You don't need me to listen." corrected Zero. "Whatever you decide is fine." he added, before walking behind Daich by a few paces. He was also walking towards Cyrus, but directly towards the old man. While only a couple of paces away from bumping into him, Zero was enveloped in a deep purple aura that hummed in a low, buzzing tone. His body turned translucent, transparent, then disappeared from in front of Cyrus, teleporting away in what could only be described as a wormhole.
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Don't mercenaries usually get more work out of war? Seems a bit counterproductive for them to have any desire the stop the very thing that's likely getting them so much profit...


There's money in conflict, not in victory. The war kills the civilians whom they make their money off.
Oh I'm not asking for apologies, just making an observation. And besides, I'm pretty sure Bellasiel is, so far, the only one not being a jerk. Here's what I'm gathering from the characters based on their dialogue and actions thus far (Bear in mind these are simply my own personal impressions so you may want to take them with a grain of salt):

-Daichi: So far he sounds like a self-entitled thug and bully that really could stand a slice of humble pie at some point.
-Zero: At this point I can only assume he's an emotionally stunted drone who apparently isn't capable of making decisions, instead just blindly deferring to his prince.
-Rex: Okay, now Rex himself isn't actually that bad a guy from what I can tell, but holy crap his Keyblade is a friggin' psychopath, apparently.
-Azazel: I could be misreading something, but he's coming off as a hypocrite. I mean the guy inwardly mocked Arthal and Cyrus for using magic in their fight when, you know, he's a friggin' mage who, himself, has been using nothing but magic to do anything for himself.
-Arthal: Admittedly I didn't exactly get the best first impression of him, at first believing he was an arrogant prick. But since the fight with Cyrus Apollo's posts have made it clear that that was all a facade. However, that small glimpse of his real personality he showed at the end of the fight showed him to be... an arrogant prick, absolutely convinced that there was no possible way Cyrus could hope to beat him to the point he even said as much.

So yeah, those are my initial impressions of the characters I find to be less than likable at the moment. If I'm wrong about anything feel free to correct me, of course. After all, those are just my own personal first impressions and therefore totally subjective and debatable.


What you have take into consideration about both Daichi and Zero, is that they are not portray the edgy antihero archetype. They are essentially villains. They seem like assholes because they commit to such. They had a villainous backstory as thieves and that didn't really change once they had the keyblade powers to pop in and out of worlds. They are sellswords. Who will do any job good or bad for the right money. They are more like Axel than they are the Riku complex.
"The Keyblade warrior call. The one talking about ending the war. This is where the invite said they'd meet." Zero narrowed his eyes at the flashes of war peering over the skyline of the renaissance-styled city. "...Talks must have broken down." he surmised at the array. "We beat it out of that dark guild of keyblade users when we got the assignment to monitor what they were planning. This was the meeting they were hoping to detonate the Ether-Bomb at." explained Zero. It wasn't the first time that Daichi's aloof, irreverent nature called upon Zero to recant or narrate events of Daichi's own life back to him, but as always, he explained it without hint of grievance or tiredness.

"Sheer coincidence it might be, we're here now, if it interests you." added Zero, now choosing to sheath his keyblade.
As the owner stepped back from Daichi's sudden and somewhat vague threat, Zero used his void powers awarded to him by his keyblade to teleport in behind him. The cart owner back up, bumping Zero's chest and dropping to the floor with a flinch. Zero stared monotonously at the cart owner, while he lifted up his left, keyblade-wielding armed so the tip of his blade pointed right and the scattered ice and cold deserts. He let off a small burst of wind, courtesy of his aero ability, smearing the treats and frozen water across the street. Zero said not a word. As per usual he was more than happy to let Daichi be the mouthpiece. While Daichi continued to unnerve and scare the cart owner, Zero looked up, noticing a commotion in the form of elements, arcane and destruction in the central location of the town.

"...Oi," called Zero stoically, nodding towards the scene once his call garnered Daichi's attention. "The call. They must have grouped already." surmised Zero, regarding the request for 'like-minded keyblade warriors' sent out by an anonymous character. "What's the play?" asked Zero seemingly ignoring the cart owner they were currently shaking down in favour of issues arising in the city centre.
Rekuzan Xero - 4th Seat, Squad 11

{ Squad 11 Meeting Room - Roof }


Once again, Xero was on watch duty. In a weird way, it was the duty that Xero got lumped with almost immediately after joining Division Eleven after graduating from the academy. Watch duty was in nigh solace for extended hours at a time. Couple with the fact there was never anything to report, it made the duty even more boring and tedious. Many used to see the chore as a form of punishment when they lost favour with others in the division for one reason or another. It found a suitable place in Xero's routine due to the shinigami's preference for anti-social behaviour. The problem with being a member of squad 11, is that the precedence and reputation of the division attracted more lenient, festive shinigami - the kind who weren't too interested in orders or being quiet. It made the more tame chores awkward and uncomfortable for Xero as other Eleventh Division shinigami would bombard him with questions to pick his brain, find out more about him.

Aloof on the roof.

The roof had no questions.

Xero was seated in praying lotus position, his eyes glancing this way and that as below him shinigami filed in and out of the various huts and areas. Xero saw the arrival of the 9th Division captain, but made no move to stop or approach her. He had done so very early on in his shinigami career, which result in 3 buildings of the division barracks being lost in leaves when he refused to back down from letting her pass without getting approval from the Captain first.

He also watched as the Captain and Lieutenant converged on the kitchen behind Koyoshi and soon after the aroma of rice, chicken and seasoned apple enticed the a good portion of the eleventh division to the windows and doorways of the kitchen eagerly anticipating food to be served. Xero stayed resolute at his post, but he could only find control over his conscious thoughts. His stomach rumbled and his nose wrinkled at the enticing aroma. He wanted to eat. He was hungry. But his shift had not finished. That was more important; more important than his next meal. More important than his last meal. Xero took a depth breath and stretched his neck.

Orders were orders after all.
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