[Open -- Introduction]
Who: Cloud Strife (mirageof_deceit), Riku (biggestnobody), Haruka Doumeki (smoke_koan)
When: After Cloud arrives and figures out the airship... is gone.
Where: Outside of The Door
Format: Paragraph, pasted tense
What: Cloud wakes up, gets a little disgruntled, looks for answers... maybe meets someone or two.
Warnings: None yet.
How he had come to be here was still a mystery, and he had learned over a five-year course of his own history that he disliked mysteries. Of course, unlike previous mysteries that came with headaches and disappointment, this one was just a large headache waiting to happen. He wanted answers but had no idea where to find them. He had no access to comrades or technology he knew or even all of his materia.
All he remembered was being torn from the desk of the Highwind and then the unfavourable sight of fog before... well, he was still trying to figure out where he was. He had awakened in a room he didn't recognize and had left with the only items that were familiar to him in order to descend into the odd streets. Nothing around him was of any kind of familiarity, which dredged up old awkward feelings of confusion.
And then there were the people that he passed as he walked arbitrarily through the streets. The ones that seemed to be dressed the part of this wacked place stared openly, some of them with almost open hostility. Others just narrowed their eyes in his direction and continued on their way. He flicked off a few people with a wave of his hand when they said something overly rude and even strange. "Whatever," was all he bothered them with. Those people would give him less answers then he had started with, and he didn't need more questions.
Instead, he eventually found himself before a massive stone gate. It tugged at his memory as if familiar, that he should remember it. He suspected that the flitting pictures of familiar skies were home, but before he could be absolutely certain, it was gone to another place.
His eyes darkened with displeasure, but he simply continued to stare as he considered his options. He had Ultima Weapon, two materia and his clothing; he was in an unsightly city with fog all around it. He decided that he needed a shower; his bicep was itchy after all.
((OOC: Maybe Riku (KH)? Anyone, I guess. ♥ ))
When: After Cloud arrives and figures out the airship... is gone.
Where: Outside of The Door
Format: Paragraph, pasted tense
What: Cloud wakes up, gets a little disgruntled, looks for answers... maybe meets someone or two.
Warnings: None yet.
How he had come to be here was still a mystery, and he had learned over a five-year course of his own history that he disliked mysteries. Of course, unlike previous mysteries that came with headaches and disappointment, this one was just a large headache waiting to happen. He wanted answers but had no idea where to find them. He had no access to comrades or technology he knew or even all of his materia.
All he remembered was being torn from the desk of the Highwind and then the unfavourable sight of fog before... well, he was still trying to figure out where he was. He had awakened in a room he didn't recognize and had left with the only items that were familiar to him in order to descend into the odd streets. Nothing around him was of any kind of familiarity, which dredged up old awkward feelings of confusion.
And then there were the people that he passed as he walked arbitrarily through the streets. The ones that seemed to be dressed the part of this wacked place stared openly, some of them with almost open hostility. Others just narrowed their eyes in his direction and continued on their way. He flicked off a few people with a wave of his hand when they said something overly rude and even strange. "Whatever," was all he bothered them with. Those people would give him less answers then he had started with, and he didn't need more questions.
Instead, he eventually found himself before a massive stone gate. It tugged at his memory as if familiar, that he should remember it. He suspected that the flitting pictures of familiar skies were home, but before he could be absolutely certain, it was gone to another place.
His eyes darkened with displeasure, but he simply continued to stare as he considered his options. He had Ultima Weapon, two materia and his clothing; he was in an unsightly city with fog all around it. He decided that he needed a shower; his bicep was itchy after all.
((OOC: Maybe Riku (KH)? Anyone, I guess. ♥ ))