Re: -new- Plot Discussion « Result #1 on May 9, 2009, 5:09pm »
Hmm... Gaaah I can't think!
How about.. Oatheus tries to purge the pack of all Nobodies once and for all... But since no one really knows who's a Nobody and who's not, they all start mistrusting one another and... I don't know... something else happens? XD XP
Re: -new- Plot Discussion « Result #2 on Feb 21, 2009, 10:43am »
*just now saw this thread* xP
Let's see... Three bios need to be checked.
"Welcome to Engulfed, loner! This site is a literate wolf rp based off the "Kingdom Hearts" games. As soon as we get our plot done, we'll start off the rp, so more members would be nice to have! ^.^ I'm Kikan, the admin; nice to meet you!
-- Kikan"
Something like that for the welcome message?
Hm, plot... *ponders for a couple of minutes* Why is it so hard to think of one? Dx
Joined: Aug 2008 Gender: Female Posts: 38 Karma: 7
-new- Plot Discussion « Result #3 on Jan 6, 2009, 9:57pm »
Okay, screw the old thread. XD
Someone also needs to tell me how many bios I need to check now, if you please. ^^
Anyway, on to the main purpose of this thread...we need a plot. And quickly. And if anyone has ideas for things to put in the sidebar, please say so, I'm really stuck here.
Other recommendations to make the site better will also be appreciated.
I know that all we need to get this thread started is a spark...for example, how the eagle idea sparked the future plot for WotW. Then it will become a fevered discussion to create the most epic plot of all time!
N O W A K I [howcanthisbe...] « Result #6 on Dec 17, 2008, 8:47pm »
Name: Nowaki Nickname: none Age: 19 years Gender: Male Location: Oatheus Pack, Battler Theme Song: Undecided Former Name: Kouyuu
Description:
Nowaki’s physique is average for his age, aside from the fact that he is fairly skinny, though this is rarely seen due to the extreme thickness of his coat. If I were facing him, I’d beware of his strong ability to react quickly with his teeth and claws. Black and piercing, his claws are perfect weapons against any kinds of foes, not to mention his razor-sharp fangs. Who needs magic when you’ve got them? Swift and nimble, he knows all the tricks and techniques for fighting, making him a tough competitor.
His glossy dark gray fur lays gently atop his muscles, usually kept neat, unless he’s been out running. In the darkness, he blends in and looks almost completely black (though practically killing his chances of hunting in the winter), giving him the advantage of night. In reality, the black sheen on his fur is really just the spaces of dark fur patched on his pelt. His appearance often will intimidate his opponents.
Nowaki has an abnormally furry tail, often swishing back and forth if he wants to be doing something. His ears are sharp and pointed, continuously swiveling around stealthily to catch information from different conversations.
His eyes are a deep purple color, often lost in thought. Since he’s almost always by himself, no one would be able to see the emotion that’s as close to pain as a Nobody can have…
Personality:
Nowaki is an overall quiet wolf, seldom seen conversing with another fellow packmate. The result of his shyness has set him apart from the other Oatheus wolves, none of whom have figured out he might be a Nobody. Strangely, he can still distinguish the different feelings he has (sadness, happiness, loneliness) and actually feel them sometimes. He hasn’t really discussed his past with anywolf, since he truly doesn’t remember most of it, and the fact that they’d probably banish him if they found out he was a Nobody. Sometimes he feels a tugging at the place where his heart should be, and debates on what his reason for being alive and in Oatheus Pack is.
Nowaki is an actually nice wolf for a Nobody, but since he rarely talks most of the wolves assume he would be a little gloomy to be around and not want their company. Since he spends most of his time alone, Nowaki will plop himself down somewhere shady and observe the rest of the world and everything in it. Sometimes, he would slip outside camp to take a walk around the territory, or rather, a run.
History:
Even though he was the only pup of his litter, Nowaki’s mother was too weak from the winter to stay alive after giving birth to him. Yuji, his father, cared for him dearly, and would hunt and make sure that Nowaki was warm. He grieved of his mate’s death, yes, but knew that it would not bring her back, and that he had a responsibility to his only son. He was dedicated to being the best father to Nowaki, and raised him very well. A series of events, good and bad, came to follow not too long after Nowaki turned 16. It began with the meeting of the beautiful white she-wolf with sky blue eyes. Her name was Shinri.
The two male wolves first encountered the snow-white she-wolf on their way towards the moors. She was a loner for the moment, looking for a traveling partner. Her voice was very soft, and you could tell that she was a kind wolf and meant no trouble, so they agreed to travel with her. For Nowaki, seeing this soft-spoken and pretty she-wolf was love at first sight. It was nearly the same for Shinri, seeing this handsome black wolf standing before her. They would both wolf-blush and look away when their eyes met, and walk side by side.
Not too long after, both knew that they loved each other. Yuji knew it too, and he would give them space and often go hunting or patrolling the area they decided to rest at, for he knew what love was like, having been in love with Nowaki’s mother. Yet he felt something was wrong… The Heartless hadn’t come near them lately.
Yuji was right to be worried. While roaming through the forest south of the moors, the little group was ambushed by a collection of Heartless. They tried fighting them off, but there were just too many. Yuji knew that he had to get Nowaki and Shinri out of there. “GO!” he yelled at the two between lunges, “I can only hold them off for a minute or two! Cross the river and go north to reach the moors!” he stared lovingly into their shocked faces as they realized what his plan was. Before they had a chance to protest, more Heartless arrived on the scene, and Yuji cried one more frantic howl at the two to leave. Biting back their sorrow, Nowaki and Shinri backed away slowly and sprinted towards the river, knowing that they shouldn’t look back as Yuji was drowned underneath the oppressors.
“No,” Nowaki panted as they came out into the open hills, darkness threatening to suffocate them. “No, there were too many!” he cried out in distress. “…There’s no way we’re gonna make it.. We have to travel across miles of open territory, and we’d be easy targets..” he whispered to Shinri as his mind tried to work out a way out of this mess. His partner did the same, but came up blank. “So there’s no way but to face it..” Nowaki gulped as they both grasped their fate. Turning to Shinri, Nowaki gazed affectionately into her sky blue eyes and licked her face. “I love you,” he whispered, and she said the same, turning her body to where she was standing beside him, facing the forest where they’d come.
“They’re here.” Shinri told him sharply, right as the mass of Heartless burst from the trees, pouring into the area surrounding the two lovers. More and more came, and there was no way that Shinri and Nowaki would get out of there with a heart.
Past Memories:
Having his mind wiped of nearly all memories, Nowaki hardly remembers a thing about his past. He has tried several times, but each resulting in a failed attempt. The one and only thing he remembers and cherishes as his only memory of his past, is a place of hills, with the scent of forest air blowing on the wind from the distance. And… a pure white she-wolf… Who was the she-wolf? Where was this place he remembers?
RolePlay Sample:
Other:
- He’s somewhat of a special Nobody, since he has traces of actual feelings in him. - The last two paragraphs of his past was basically role played, so is that okay to use as the rp sample?
Re: Kuroi's Story: Kuro/Kage « Result #9 on Nov 13, 2008, 8:15am »
[Sorry for making these posts so long... It must take quite a while to read... ^.^;;]
“Is ‘Chaos’ really his name?” asked Akihiro, feeling nervous about talking to an Elite. “Nope,” replied Kai. “It’s simply his nickname, but since everyone calls him that, almost everyone’s forgotten his real name.” “That’s kinda sad...” said Akiko. “It’s simply the way it is. Well, shall we go?” “Um... go where?” asked Hebichi. “The training room, of course.” And with that, Kai got up and walked off. Mizukami sauntered after him, and so, of course, the five did as well. Kai led them into a large, empty room. On the walls were various weapons: shinai, katanas, kunai, staffs, guns... etc... On the floor were thick mats. Kai went to the middle of the room, then turned around. “So,” he began with his ever-present smile. “It’s obvious that you’ve never heard of the six levels, hmmm?” “Six levels?” said Natsuhime blankly. “Hey, that sounds like something from Naruto!” declared Chikami. Mizukami hid her face behind her hand as Kai snickered. “Seems I was right. So, I’ll explain. “The first level you’ve already mastered, apparently. Regular combat, with physical weapons. “The second one you’ve probably never seen. It’s the control of an element. The element differs fro-” “Yeah, right!” Hebichi said in a stage whisper. “How stupid does he think we are?” “Very stupid.” Kai remarked. “Well, you at least.” “What~!!” Hebichi shouted. “Manners,” responded Kai. “Kindly refrain from interrupting. Now, as I was saying, the kind of element one controls differs from person to person. For instance, I have..” he flipped his hand up to face the ceiling. In an instant, a small yellow dot appeared above it, and with a sudden rush, miniature lightening burst from the dot, circulating itself in a sphere above his hand. “...Electricity. There are many elements. Fire, wind, water, and earth are most common. After them, ice; electricity; use your imagination. There are rare elements, too. Darkness, vibration... and light. Light is the most rare.” “Well, if they really are real,” said Hebichi. “Then where do they come from?” This caused Hebichi and Kai to launch into a furious debate. For ten minutes, the others watched the argument, their heads turning as one from one to the other, like spectators at a national tennis tournament. After fifteen more minutes, Mizukami finally burst, “Will you just shut up already?!” “Thank you, Mizukami-dono,” said Kai formally. “Moving on, now... “The third level is when your element starts taking on the form of an animal. This makes control of the element harder, for the creature often takes on a part of it’s user’s personality, usually the not-so-nice traits.. There have been times when a creature and it’s user will have an argument, and the creature will lose patience and kill the user.” “Oh joy,” muttered Akiko sarcastically. “Isn’t that something to look forward to...” “This is why controlling such a creature is a level all it’s own, and not part of the second. The fourth level is a combination of the first and second. If the element is air, this fourth level may allow the person who controls it to walk on air, or float or ‘fly’.” Or, the element can become infused with a weapon. For instance, my element infuses with any metal weapon I wield . “The fifth is separate from the element-based ones before it, though it is similar, in a way. It’s an ability, once again unique to each person. You’ll find more about it in time.” “So in other words, the six levels are like magic,” said Hebichi. “Yes, in a way,” responded Kai.” “Ha! But magic isn’t real! So-” “Hebichi?” Natsuhime said. “Yes?” “Do us all a favor and shut up.” Before Hebichi could respond, Kai spoke up again. “From now on, you will be training yourselves. It’s clear you don’t need anyone to teach you more on the first level, and you must learn the other levels yourself. So, come here for your training, unless it’s too crowded. We’ll have to wait for you to prove yourselves trustworthy before we can send you on any real missions or such, so I guess it’ll be pretty boring for a while.” After that, the remainder of the day was spent adjusting to life in the Kage Sekei Sai.
That night, during dinner, into the dining hall came a tired Kage member, who had been sent to spy on the doings of the Kataki. “Hirosawa is dead!” he declared as he entered the hall. A moment after, the entire hall was abuzz with the mutters of the Kage members as they slowly took in the meaning of that simple statement. “Dead? Really?” “How’d he die?” “Aw, I wanted to be the one who killed him!” “Who said anyone killed him, idiot?” “If no one killed him...” “At last! He’s dead! That’s one less enemy to worry about.”
“That’s interesting,” mused Akihiro. “He seemed just fine before we left... So, I’m guessing it wasn’t some sickness or whatever. Who do you think killed him?” “Nof iteo, [no idea]” mumbled Natsuhime, her mouth full of ramen. “Afifo?[Akiko?]” she swallowed. “Akiko? Who do you think did it? You’re pretty good at guessing that sorta... Akiko?” Akiko had a strange look on her face. “What is it?” asked Raeken, who had joined his former Kataki fellows earlier in the afternoon. “I think...” said Akiko slowly. “I think he knew he was about to die.” “.. Whaaat?” said Natsuhime and Chikami at the same time. “How’s that possible?” inquired Aisukyuu, who had decided to join the group for dinner, along with Mizukami. “Was it suicide?” “No, I don’t think so...” responded Akiko. “I think he was ill, but didn’t let anyone know. He knew how bad it was, so he probably figured it wouldn’t be long....” “Yeah, he was ill.. Mentally ill...” said Mizukami, who held a grudge against Hirosawa. “Anyways, just how do you know he knew?” “Before we left, he said he wanted to talk to me in private. When he was sure no one else was around, he took out a letter and gave it to me, and said, ‘In the event of my death, give this to my son. You’ll know him when you meet him. Don’t read it, and don’t let anyone else get their hands on it.’ ” “So where’s the letter now?” Natsuhime asked. “I wonder what’s in it...” Akiko shrugged. “I hid it.” “Can we look at it?” asked Natsuhime hopefully. “Nope. I gave him my word, and I never break my word.. Well, At least I try not to.” Further conversation was cut short as Mura entered the room. “What is this?” he asked as the room fell silent. “Hirosawa. He’s dead.” “How?” “From some sickness, I think.” The former Kataki members all pointedly glanced at Akiko. “Anyway, Jiraiteru’s now the sole leader. And they’ve made it known that any member that doesn’t appear within 24 hours will be declared a deserter, hunted down, and executed. He’s also organizing an attempt to locate us and burn down the base.” “Impossible,” declared Mura, shaking his head. “He’d have to get agents past the Guardians, which is very hard to do, then locate us, which is harder to do, then get back out alive, which is impossible.” “Well, we can get out alive,” offered the messenger. “If we can find a way, they might, too.” “The only reason we can is because the Owner of this graveyard gave us his permission to come and go as we need. He’s never given that permission to anyone else, nor would he.” “Who is this... Owner?” asked Natsuhime quietly. “No one really knows for certain,” responded Mizukami. “But there are stories. Some say that Akira was searching for a place that the Kage could use in case their original base was found and attacked. He got past the Guardians and found a... well, you remember Finaru, right?” “Uhh.. That black wolf we met..? “Yeah, him. Imagine a wolf ten times larger than Finaru, with eyes like Osore the panther, and even more ill-tempered than Shuuen the phoenix. That’s supposedly the ‘Owner’, the Guardians’ ‘Master’. Akira met and explained the situation to him, and this demonic ‘Owner’-thing gave him permission to use his graveyard. When Akira and the others died, and the base was destroyed, the remaining Kage members fled here, and once passed the Guardians, they found this building we’re in, and finding it suited their needs, this became HQ.” “Hmm... interesting..” mumbled Akiko. “Do you believe this ‘Owner’ is really like that?” Mizukami shrugged. “Sure, maybe. I’ve never met him.” “What’s his name?” asked Chikami. “Um... Kaosukami, I think...”
Re: Kuroi's Story: Kuro/Kage « Result #11 on Oct 25, 2008, 6:10pm »
xX:Elemental Arc:Xx
At first, the five were worried that they wouldn’t fit in very well. But their worries were for nothing. It was soon apparent that despite the Kyoshou’s smaller numbers, they did a lot more recruiting. So the former Kataki members fit in just fine. After being accepted into the Kyoshou, over dinner Jeiteru suggested renaming the Kyoshou to something a little less suspiciously evil sounding. Eventually, they decided to go with Mizukami’s suggestion, and they renamed it the Kage Sekei Sai. The first official day in the new Kage, the five nervously went to the “dining hall”, where all the meals took place. They managed to get a table to themselves and ate quietly, not all too comfortable. “Hi!” said a friendly voice. They all looked up. There was one of their new allies, a broadly grinning guy of around 18 with short, black hair, holding his food tray. “Mind if I sit with you?” They simply shrugged. The stranger’s grin broadened even more as he pulled out a chair and sat down. “I’m Kai.” he said. “Yeah, boring name, but whatever.” Natsuhime, who was not in the least a morning person, glared at him over her cup of steaming coffee. “Who’re you again?” He again received no answer. “Now, now,” he laughed. “No need to be too polite. I’m sure you’ll get used to the transition after a while. Let’s try this again: What are your names?” “Um.. Akihiro,” spoke Akihiro after a pause. “This is Hebichi, and that’s Natsuhime, Akiko, and Chikami.” They all nodded. “I see-” Kai began, then broke off suddenly. He paused, and without looking around, he said, “There seems to be a disturbance in the vicinity. Who is the cause this time?” He asked the last question in a way that made them feel as if he already knew. A group of four or so teenage guys were crossing the wide dining hall, laughing at some joke or another. Around the middle, however, they stopped at a table where there was one person eating alone. The person had pale, blond hair, tied back in a thin, long ponytail, with his long bangs coming to a point, almost entirely covering his right eye. He also had a bitter, resentful expression on his face, and when the group came up to him, he didn’t even look up. “Uh-oh,” said Kai softly, his grin widening almost impossibly more, though at the same time it was clear that he was not amused in the least. The dining hall became quiet as all turned to look at the group surrounding the gloomy, blond-haired figure. “Hey, Dai-chan,” said one of the group in a mocking voice. “Met any other freaks like yourself today? Hmmm?” The group snickered. The person said nothing, but grew tense. He stabbed at his sausage. “We went to a store yesterday,” continued the apparent “leader” of the group. “We almost bought a dress for you, but decided against it, since there’s no need to add to your secret collection.” Still, the blond-haired guy refused to respond. He merely glowered at his sausage, as though it was the cause of all his problems. “We’re going out again today,” the leader said in a casual way. “Want me to buy you a ribbon for your cute wittle ponytail, Daishiro? Or would you like be to braid it with some flowers?” Daishiro took a deep breath, almost shaking in barely held anger. “Hey, hasn’t anyone mistaken you for a guy?” “No, has anyone mistaken you for one?” Daishiro said in a nasty tone, no longer able to control himself. “I mean, it’s alright, you can confess you’re really girl. Everyone will be most sympathetic, cause dang, you’re the ugliest girl I ever saw.” The group abruptly stopped snickering. The leader, however, chuckled. “Oh, have no fear,” he responded in an equally nasty tone. “You’re the only one here afraid to come out of your shell.” Daishiro laughed bitterly. “What do you mean? What do I have to fear when prince Charming’s around to save me? When you don’t run away with your tail between your legs, that is.” “Ah, but you’re still afraid of the dark, aren’t you now? It’s alright, we all know how much you cry and whimper in your sleep. ‘No, sis, nooo don’t leave me aaaallll alooone!’” said the “leader” in a mock imitation of a little kid. “Shut up,” said Daishiro in a quiet voice. “Aw, don’t worry,” responded the bully with a wicked grin. “We understand. It’s alright to be afraid of the dark, Daishiro, you little freak-” BAM! With a leap, Daishiro came out of his chair and delivered a perfect punch, hitting his tormentor right in the nose, knocking him off his feet. “I told you to SHUT UP!” he said with a roar, and began repeatedly kicking the tormenter in the ribs, hard. Even as far from the scene as they were, they five heard several ribs crack as they broke. “That’s enough, Daishiro-kun,” said a soft voice. Out of nowhere appeared a tall, grim-looking person. He had blond hair so pale it appeared to be almost white, and looked to be around 19. A black, plain-looking eyepatch covered his right eye as well, and as he strode forward to Daishiro and his persecutors, everyone he passed backed away, though this was rather hard to do while sitting at a table, and tried to look as inconspicious as possible. He ignored them all, looking only at those he was approaching, with a calm expression. Kai whistled slightly. “He’s angry,” he whispered. “That’s not good.” “How the heck can you tell?” asked Natsuhime, also whispering. Kai only gestured for silence in a vague way, intent upon the scene. “Back away,” ordered the calm, eye-patched guy, speaking directly to Daishiro. Daishiro hesitated, then did as he was commanded. “Who is that, anyway?” Natsuhime asked to no one in particular. “Chaos-sama,” replied Kai. “That’s an odd name,” remarked Natsuhime. Kai gave her a glance, but said nothing more. “He’ll live,” said ‘Chaos’, looking at the Daishiro’s main tormentor, who now had an apparent broken nose. “But you went overboard again.” After several moments of silence, ‘Chaos’ looked at Daishiro once again. “Have you nothing to say?” “He deserved it,” muttered Daishiro sullenly. “Is that an excuse?” “....No,” “Correct. What punishment would be enough to ensure this never happens again?” “I don’t see why it shouldn’t it happen again.” Across the room many people inhaled sharply, their surprise evident. Kai once again whistled softly. ‘Chaos’ studied the resentful teenager. “We’re at war,” he said finally. “I thought you knew by now, but since you’re stupid enough not to notice, I’ll explain. The Kataki wants us all dead, and you’re helping them by picking fights with your allies.” “He started it!” yelled Daishiro in fury, pointing at the guy with a now-broken nose. “ ‘He started it,’” mimicked ‘Chaos’. “But you took the bait. You reacted in the wrong way, and now we’re going to be one member short for a while. I don’t care how much of a jerk he is, but he’s fighting for our cause, and we need every member we have. I’ll be kind this one time and let you father decide how to punish you. Next time, I’ll be the one to decide. You wouldn’t want that, now would you?” With that, ‘Chaos’ turned and walked towards the door he had entered from, and after a slight hesitation, Daishiro followed. “Wait a minute!” exploded Natsuhime, standing up. ‘Chaos’ stopped and turned around. Natsuhime strutted forward. “That’s not fair! It’s not Daishiro’s fault that that idiot was asking for a bloody nose!” “What makes you think you have the right to judge that?” asked ‘Chaos’. “We’re I’m from, people are actually allowed to stand up for themselves when someone’s looking for a fight.” “My apologies, but be that as it may, this is the Kage, not the Kataki,” said ‘Chaos’ coldly. “If you’d like to go find another place where you can bloody up your allies up as much as you like, look somewhere else. Here, that is not the way we settle things.” “It’s not like Mr. Bloody-Nose-kun sir is free of guilt either!” retorted Natsuhime. “I think 'Mr. Bloody-Nose-kun' has already received his punishment, hence the ‘bloody nose’ ”, replied ‘Chaos’ dryly. “Now if you’ll excuse us...?” Natsuhime stubbornly refused, blocking their way to the door. “I’m not finished yet!” she declared. Back at the table, Akiko groaned slightly and covered her eyes. Chikami just shook her head and stared at Natsuhime. ‘Chaos’ walked up to her until they were face-to-face, barely an inch apart. “You are finished, Miss Natsuhime. I would suggest you accept that and go back to your seat.” “No I’m not! You’re-!!!” Before she could finish, ‘Chaos’ suddenly stepped behind her, grabbed her arm, and jabbed his thumb hard into a delicate mass of nerves in her elbow. Natsuhime gasped as her eyes widened int pain and began to water. Her knees began to shake, but ‘Chaos’ kept holding her elbow and firmly marched her over to the table. Unceremoniously, he almost threw her into her chair, on which she landed with a loud THUD. “Tsk, tsk,” he said. “Learn to recognize defeat, Natushime-san. It will do you good. Kai.” “Yes sir?” “See to it that our latest members learn their manners. I will not allow any more outbursts such as this.” “Of course.” ‘Chaos’ then left. Mizukami came over, and with a grin she said, “Nice, very nice. You made Sensei angry. Hope you learned you lesson.” Natsuhime simply glared. “Oh, Mizukami-san,” said Kai suddenly. “I’m to acquaint you with the duties of an Elite, as well. And I might need some help baby-sitting this lot. Care to help?” “Wait, you’re with the Elite?!” gasped a shocked Chikami. Kai only grinned and gave a small bow in reply.
Re: {{ Open Plot Idea Discussion }} « Result #13 on Oct 17, 2008, 9:40pm »
Hm... Ack I can't think. >.<;; At least not well. Well... What if it's the opposite? A Heartless Master and a Nobody become the leaders of their kind and join together together for... I dunno... destroy Oatheus? Hm. That seems kinda..generic, to me. Hmm... Ah well, my muse grew bored, grew legs, and walked away. It'll come back... someday...
Name:Kaleb Nickname:none Age:17 in wolf years. Gender:Male Rank:Guard Theme Song:...none right now? xD
Description:Tall and strong. Somewhat short fur, sandy-brown in color. Long tail. Light gold eyes. Wiry. doesn't look very strong, but appearances are often deceiving. Personality:On the quiet side. Has a dry, often sarcastic sense of humor. Loves fighting almost to the point of obsession. Loves Oatheus; is rather a patriot. He would rather die than let it be destroyed. Even though he often mocks or ignores Oatheus members, he cares for all of them. Stand up for justice and rarely shows mercy, which can sometimes be seen as cruelty. Firm believer n capital punishment. Occasionally, though, he will show a very compassionate side, mostly towards young, orphaned pups. History:His parents were loners, Oatheus deserters. One day, when he and his siblings were still pups, they were attacked by a band of ragged loners. Ostensibly, all were killed except Kaleb, though one of his siblings *COUGHCOUGH* might have also escaped. He wandered around, chasing and on a rare occasion would catch squirrels and rabbits. He was found by an Oatheus wolf who brought him to the Pack. He has sworn to gain vengeance for his family by killing any loner or otherwise who dares to threaten any wolf within Oatheus. As a half-grown pup in Oatheus, he had always looked up to the betas and alphas of the Pack, especially when one of them saved him from a cranky, ill-tempered mother bear.
RolePlay Sample:Kaleb watched in amusement as the newly-made hunter gave him a dirty, frightened look. He found it ironic that he was kindest to pups, and in return, those pups grew up to fear him. It just made no sense. The only ones who need fear him were Oatheus' enemies. The very thought made him itch to have a fight. But who was there to fight with? Then something caught his eye. Takame, the newest, most nervous battler, was walking out of camp. That runt of a wolf would never be able to defend himself alone, Kaleb mused, even if he does all right in a group. Slowly, he got up and stretched. Then he followed after the scrawny battler. Takame seemed to attract trouble. Who knows? Maybe an ill-tempered old loner would see fit to attack the gray-blue runt. Then Kaleb could have a good excuse to fight. He felt his amusement grow as Takame nervously looked around, yet somehow didn't notice his follower. Amazing. Kaleb almost laughed. For all his caution, the apprehensive runt didn't notice the scent of his own packmate! What an accomplishment... Kaleb followed him deeper into the forest, waiting. Other: Um... Nothing else, I think.
Joined: Aug 2008 Gender: Female Posts: 38 Karma: 7
Re: {{ Open Plot Idea Discussion }} « Result #15 on Oct 17, 2008, 8:47pm »
Now, see, I've started to reject the whole 'war' idea because I don't want it to become sort of an Organization XIII thing... Even worse, an Org. vs Malifecent's gang thing. It seems that it would take that sort of turn.
However, I adore the idea of someone noticing that all the Nobodies pop up in the white f0rest. Perhaps Oatheus themselves, in all their lovely outsider-hating glory, discover it. The Nobodies in the pack would probably not like that too much. But that doesn't seem like much of a plot...
(Sometime I do want to send Kikan to the Realm of Darkness for a while. ;3)
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