Characters name: ...then what's "the apply"? Cloud
What ff/kh FFVII/AC
Appearance of character: ...Cloud...like... Spiky blond hair, short, is reminscent of a chocobo-head?
Character information: Early twenties, huge-ass sword, broody, rides large fluffy birds?
Sample Post: Cloud, back in his designated world, had not been happy. Point in fact, he'd been miserable. There had been no comfort. For just a short while, he'd been able to escape the Planet, travel to worlds he hadn't dreamed could exist. He'd met a cocky little boy flanked by an irritable talking duck mage and a tall talking dog soldier with clanking shield. He'd come across a backstabbing Lord of the Underworld, an enormous three-headed dog, and a lionheart with a ninja companion he'd once called his friend.
He'd found people he'd lost. His heart had hurt when Aeris had stepped up to him, when she'd held out her arms to him, alive, well, happy in that other world that was not his own. He'd collapsed against her in an infrequent moment of weakness, shaking with the tears that would not come. Because there she'd been real. It had not been a dream of ephemeral gardens and half-remembered flower perfumes and a wispy figure of Fenrir standing over him.
And there had been Sephiroth. A Sephiroth who had not been under JENOVA's sway, who had been content to seek out the best of fighters that came to him in the Coliseum. Content to wait for Cloud to come to him, like the good little puppet he was. But there had been no mindgames, no insanity lurking behind those slit-pupiled eyes that glowed with Mako. There had been no sacrifice of a little boy desperate for the Reunion. There had just been a calm unfurling of a black wings, a drawing of swords, and a challenge to a Showdown of Fate.
He'd found the people he'd lost, that he'd watched die right in front of him, that he'd killed. And Zack... could Zack be there, somewhere? Waiting for him on some obscure world, laughing with the natives and trading stories of friends and family and the glory he'd once shared?
He hadn't been able to find out. The Planet had drawn him back, pulled him back into her arms and raised him up to be her Knight in a second battle with a Sephiroth that simply refused to be just a memory.
He didn't want this world, its denizens staring at him in awe, as the bringer of the healing waters that cured the Geostigma, the destroyer of Bahamut Sin, the one who had saved them all. He didn't want to stay here, yearning for the past he couldn't have, that the Cetra wouldn't or couldn't give him.
So, when the doors swept open and the ringing voice of a boy he knew so well calling for his help echoed in the confines of the ruined church he called sanctuary, there was no holding back the joy he felt rising in his heart as he tightened his grip his sword and ran straight into the blinding white light.
Perhaps this time there would be no cause to return.
Extra notes: ...I don't RP that often (read: never) but I have read many. I'm just not sure what kind of format this one will require. ^_^; Hence the above sample post being as it is.
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Characters name: ...then what's "the apply"? Cloud
What ff/kh FFVII/AC
Appearance of character: ...Cloud...like... Spiky blond hair, short, is reminscent of a chocobo-head?
Character information: Early twenties, huge-ass sword, broody, rides large fluffy birds?
Sample Post: Cloud, back in his designated world, had not been happy. Point in fact, he'd been miserable. There had been no comfort. For just a short while, he'd been able to escape the Planet, travel to worlds he hadn't dreamed could exist. He'd met a cocky little boy flanked by an irritable talking duck mage and a tall talking dog soldier with clanking shield. He'd come across a backstabbing Lord of the Underworld, an enormous three-headed dog, and a lionheart with a ninja companion he'd once called his friend.
He'd found people he'd lost. His heart had hurt when Aeris had stepped up to him, when she'd held out her arms to him, alive, well, happy in that other world that was not his own. He'd collapsed against her in an infrequent moment of weakness, shaking with the tears that would not come. Because there she'd been real. It had not been a dream of ephemeral gardens and half-remembered flower perfumes and a wispy figure of Fenrir standing over him.
And there had been Sephiroth. A Sephiroth who had not been under JENOVA's sway, who had been content to seek out the best of fighters that came to him in the Coliseum. Content to wait for Cloud to come to him, like the good little puppet he was. But there had been no mindgames, no insanity lurking behind those slit-pupiled eyes that glowed with Mako. There had been no sacrifice of a little boy desperate for the Reunion. There had just been a calm unfurling of a black wings, a drawing of swords, and a challenge to a Showdown of Fate.
He'd found the people he'd lost, that he'd watched die right in front of him, that he'd killed. And Zack... could Zack be there, somewhere? Waiting for him on some obscure world, laughing with the natives and trading stories of friends and family and the glory he'd once shared?
He hadn't been able to find out. The Planet had drawn him back, pulled him back into her arms and raised him up to be her Knight in a second battle with a Sephiroth that simply refused to be just a memory.
He didn't want this world, its denizens staring at him in awe, as the bringer of the healing waters that cured the Geostigma, the destroyer of Bahamut Sin, the one who had saved them all. He didn't want to stay here, yearning for the past he couldn't have, that the Cetra wouldn't or couldn't give him.
So, when the doors swept open and the ringing voice of a boy he knew so well calling for his help echoed in the confines of the ruined church he called sanctuary, there was no holding back the joy he felt rising in his heart as he tightened his grip his sword and ran straight into the blinding white light.
Perhaps this time there would be no cause to return.
Extra notes: ...I don't RP that often (read: never) but I have read many. I'm just not sure what kind of format this one will require. ^_^; Hence the above sample post being as it is.
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