( This is the third installment of the Forgotten Members series. The last two roleplays focused around the three members of the Organzation that were forgotten. Ahtxson. Texsera, and Dexer. This roleplay will be a fresh start on new characters in the same universe.)

 

It has been over century since Ahtxson, Texsera, and Dexer's time. It has been peace for the worlds, people starting new towns, and new worlds being form, but a anicent evil has begun to rise. No one knows what it is, but it relates to only a Prophecy.'' When evil begins to rise once more, four welders of the key shall step forth. Find and seal the doors of darkness. One shall fall in dreams as one must choose to follow the Mark of Wisdom, but, in darkness or light, the world will choose its side at the clash of the two warriors from both sides.'' The keybladers of the worlds have been force to be exiled from their worlds from the people, as they had feared this Prophecy. Now, all the keybladers have either seeked refugee at Destiny Islands or what remains of the Land of Departure. What happens beyond this point? It is up to the Welders.

 

- Rules-

1. No God-molding.

2. Be nice to your fellow roleplayers.

3. Cursing is allowed, but don't over do it. If you do, I shall destroy you/shot

4. Please post at least 4-5 sentences, Please no one liners or you'll make little Meow Wow cry Q_Q

5. No controlling other peoples characters. Having them dodge or something is fine, but don't go making them say stuff and what not.

6. If you have read the rules. I'll like you to post one of the three original forgotten members names.

7. The last and important rule of all, Have fun~

 

- Sign up shreet-

Name:

Age:

Weapon:( Could be keyblade or anything else. Your choice)

Appearance:

Are you a descendant of one of the three? If you are, put who.:

Bio:

 

I'll post mine when we get at least a few people. Have Fun~

'' Look at you three. Fighting over who kills who.'' a figure said walking towards them. The figure had a black coat and only a pair of purple eyes seen through the hood.'' It seems that the Prophecy has begun. To bad brother already took down one of the four.'' the figure said as he saw all three people turn at him.'' I'm guessing ya are wondering. ' Who is this guy?' ' What do you want?' ' I'll kill you.' The truth is. I've heard all those words before. Words that hold no meaning, just like the souls in everyone's body.'' the figure stated.'' The one of darkness. The one of light shall clash keys here. You.'' the figure pointed at Luciano'' Are the one of darkness. The so called keyblade bounty hunter. The truth is. Your only doing this to get respect from Cry, who has far more portenial in him then you.''

Luciano looked up. "Respect from him? Please."Luciano says. He then flicked the guy off. "I could give a royal **** of Cry. He can kiss my dirty descomposinng ***. I killed his parents and his baby sister. Do you really think I will give a ******* care of him?"Luciano asks as he turned away and dismissed his scythe. He crossed his arms and turned. "If you think Cry has potential you should get your eyes checked ********,cause he's just a ****** escuse of a keyblade wielder. Considering he LET me killed his 2 year old sister. Besides. He was the one to asked for decapitatoon."Luciano says as he showed off his keychains. He played with them with his claws. "Now tell me,Athxson. When are you planning to show yourself to these people? When will you come out of your hood and fight like a man."Luciano says as he then made an L with his thumb and claw. "I killed master Alex. Master Unix. Master Yazef. I can easily kill a ****** ****** like you."Luciano says as he had his other hand to his hip as his eyes were glowing as yellow as the sun.

"I said, tell me what it is you really want." Hanna said pushing the sword closer and tighter to Cry's neck. Hanna didn't like this dude from just the few minutes she has known him. She wasn't one of those girls who just lets her guard down. She was one of the those girls to put her mind before her actions and not let her guard down, for that is what makes her truly a top of the line monster hunter.

~Meanwhile~

Shana went pale. "You killed your own family! Why 'n the 'Ell would you do that? Killing people on your list wasn't good enough! So, you just killed members of your family! What for? Fun! Do know what the 'Ell it's like to be alone with no one to love you? You don't know! Yet you killed them! That's sick!!" Shana screamed.She suddenly felt very ill."I looked for my family my whole life and went I finally found them they were dead." She glared into the ground. "Dead because of someone like you!" She screamed. She turned away from everyone.

Things were getting out of control, and Ion could feel it. He sat down on a nearby rock, clutching his head.

No no no no....please, no..... Ion thought, attempting to calm down. He breathed in and out slowly, soon regaining a sense of control. He sighed with relief.

"I've given my self a few extra seconds...great..." He muttered, looking at the other 3.

For the first time in awhile, something interesting has happened.

"A keyblade hunter. Well Illusion hope they do not see you. Your keyblade is pretty rare for its type." Kirsha spoke while walking to the three. "Excuse me but I have a question ask. That keyblade hunter, i'd like to know about him." Xehanort spoke while standi.g next to Kirsha. Honestly he was debating if standing so close to Hanna was a good idea.

'' You believe I am Ahtxson? Just by my purple eyes?'' The figure laughed, in some what demoic.'' Please. Ahtxson has been dead for a long time. Me and my brothers are even worse then him.'' The figure said summoning a keyblade. The Keyblade looked like Blackwing, but it was white instead of black.'' This is my Keyblade. Silverwing. The exact oppisiite of Blackwing. The Keyblade that Namki processes.'' the figure dismissed it as he started walking away.'' The Prophecy will set in motion seven days from now. I'll take my leave now.'' the figure started fading away into a dark mist until it completely vanished,

 

Namki slowly awoke. He saw he was still on beach. He sat up fast and felt his chest. He saw his wound had close. The sand stopped the bleeding. He stood up slowly, only to fall on a knee as the wound almost opened.'' Who is that figure?'' Namki thought to himself. He held his head as he remember seeing the figure with green eyes by his Spirit Animal.'' So I'm a descendant from Ahtxson. I guess I have darkness in my veins.'' He looked around as he saw Blackwing had vanish. He summoned it once more.'' This Keyblade is a curse. How did Ahtxson control such a weapon?'' Namki asked as he started walking, using the keyblade as a standie. He saw a few people. He then use all his strength.'' Help!'' he yelled at top of his lungs as he passed out once more on the sand.

Luciano watched as the man dissapeared. He turned to Shana. "Well sorry of your family princess. But I am guessing that if they were dead,they weren't strong,and that is simply the way it has always been. This universe is a battle of survival of the fittest. If they couldn't defend themselves they wouldn't of lasted much longer anyways."Luciano says as he waved his hand. Tartarus looked over at Ion and helped him gain balance. "Luciano,this child,he ills. Something is wrong."Tartarus says. "Whatever Tartarus,he's probably bored by this conversation or allergic to the truth."

 

~Meanwhile~

 

Cry anime sweatdropped. "Oh come on,don't need to be like that."Cry says as he suddenly slammed his keyblae against 'Snow's' blade and then backflipped around a feet away from here. "I am here like many keyblade wielders. I just want to be safe from so many dangers that the world have against us. I also would like to make some friends along the way. But you certainly are just a sour apple fallen from the tree,if you know what I mean."Cry says as he dismissed his keyblade and seemed to give a twirl and stand in a pose,before clapping three time. "Cha-Cha~" Cry then turned to the two people who walked towards him. Cry smiled. "Sure,why not. He is infact a familiar of mine. You see. I come from the 'blessed' side of my family. He comes from the 'cursed'. He's a pretty good guy but I do bealive he has some darkness in his blood which makes him as bipolar as a cat. If I am correct we're soppouse to be like,far away cousins. Really far away cousins,or something like that or whatever. Either way we are kind of alike yet not so alike. I adore him. But he has a loose screw in that head of his ya know."Cry says with a smirk. He then saw a kid scream for help. Cry walked over to him and grabbed him,dragging him on the sand back to the group. "As I was saying."Cry says as he dropped him back on the sand. "His name is Luciano Barbosa. He is from the cursed side of the family. Therefor he has a hobby of collecting keyblades. He killed my mother,father and baby 'sister'. He can't kill me because I'm around the same age as him,and our family rules state we cannot kill those who are near our age by 2 years. His spirit is so sweet though. Just sucks that he's stuck to someone like him."Cry says as he blackflipped and landed on a rock behind 'Snow',where he kicked her butt sending her down. "Besides that Luciano doesn't really have the normal barrier most of us have of differencing right and wrong. His is like,broken or whatever. Which is why he takes killing keyblade wielders as a hobby more than a job is ya know what I mean. Wink wink."Cry says as he stood on the rock.

Ion breathed deeply again. "I'm s-sorry, Mr. Griffin...sir...." Ion looked away. He clenched his fist.

I hate this. I hate all of it... Ion shook his head, and began to walk off. "If you have any intention of wanting to talk to me, I'll be in there." Ion said, pointing to the remains of the Castle." With that, he made his short walk to the inside.

The inside itself showed that at one point and time, this place was grand and meant for many Keyblade wielders. Now, it wasn't much of anything.

"I will go check it out if you do a little nailing." Quickly she ran off in the direction of the scream while a green light formed in her hands. Walking up to cry a small smirk appeared before he spoke. "Watch your words around her otherwise I will have to just let her burn you on a stake. For now though-" Pulling his glove he used his other hand to gather Darkness. Instantly he finished gathering it before his fist was flying into the other males face.

Hanna fell to the ground. "Why did you do that? And what are you talking about? You better tell me what you mean and what is going on, or I swear I will cut you open and give your blood and bones to the next monster that comes my way!" Hanna said in a serious tone as she jumped to her feet and sent three knifes towards Cry. Hanna was seriously angry at this guy for kicking her down and acting like he owned the world or something. Also she was unhappy with the comment he made about her being a sour apple.

Edited October 15, 201213 yr by Xeveemon

~Meanwhile~

"Enough is enough. I don't what your deal is, but sick in the head and you need help." Shana looked over two Ion who walked off. Shana need time to think. "Your not worth my time anymore." She said and walked off the other way from where Ion. "If you really want to kill me meet back here in two days." She said coldly. She then walks away like nothing happened. "I'll neve become like that" She thinks as she walks away. She doesn't pull out her Keyblade but stops what she thinks is a safe distence from Luciano.

Sorry to come in late, but hope you'll still take me in

Name: Zaria Andrews

Age: 16

Weapon: A magic satchel with a mind of its own with which she can pull out anything she can think of (within reason), and tends to only want to work with only Zaria, as it will bite most that try to touch it. Zaria also has minor hand magic abilities

Appearance:

Bio: Born on the streets, she has no idea where she's come from, and no idea why she has a talent in magic, but in order to survive has decided to use her magic through thievery in order to survive. She's also tended to push most people away, and has only ever been close with her magic satchel, which she enchanted when she was little. She now roams around, using her stealth skills to rob people and use the money she gets to survive.

Texserra

"Good throws. How much pressure do think it would take to break his arm?" Xehanort spoke as turned toward Hanna while making sure to be careful. It was obvious she would not take kindly to him with being a keyblader. Looking at Cry the smallest of smiles appeared. His punch had left a nice mark. Hopefully that would keep Kirsha from killing the poor guy.

Cry fell back because of the punch. He felt his face and seemed to laugh at the pain. "That's amazing! I haven't felt something like that in years! Haha~"Cry says. He suddenly looked up,the sun shinning over the shadow,showing his eyes. Which was it: he didn't had any. There were just two empty,dark holes instead of normal human eyes. Cry laughed again. "For an old guy you sure pack a punch!"Cry says as he flexed his legs forward and the three knives 'Snow' had thrown stabbed his leg. As soon as they hit the blood wrapped around them and they slowly were swallowed by his skin. Cry licked his lips. "I love the taste of silver in the morning."Cry says as he flipped back and stood on his tiptoes. "As much as you want to see me as a bad guy,I am one of you. I can be,the mad hatter of the group!"Cry says as he took out a dead rat from his uniform and threw it away,landing it on 'Snow's' head. He continued to look through his uniform. "I'm pretty sure I had it around here somewhere..."Cry muttered. He was nuts. He and his cousin were BOTH nuts. Sincerely,they were the rotten apples of their sides of the family.

 

~Meanwhile~

 

Tartarus watched as Ion walked away. "Luciano-" "Go back to where you belong. This is my problem. Not yours."Luciano demanded. Tartarus nodes before dissapearing. Luciano looked down at his claws. "We have a boy with darkness problems and a girl with severe issues. Oh joy..."Luciano muttered. The two had walked away to different sides. He sighed and then shouted. "How about Destiny Islands? It's a perfect place of light,and last I heard it has a lot of keyblade wielders...lots and lots of them..."Luciano says as he licked his lips and walked towards the girl. He stared at he,still licking his lips. "I truely though,feel sorry for your loss. I am just being me. Though many people do not like it."

Cry was getting on his nerves. Yellow eyes glared toward the other one with a burning rage. Darkness formed in his hands while he clicked his tongue once. "If you do not shut up I will nelp the girl over there slice your throat-" The feeling he had that sent a shiver down his spine warned him that something bad was going to happen. "And I am not old." He growled while listening for anything else.

Cry looked up and seemed to chuckle,making a 'chi chi chi' noise. Between him and Luciano,Luciano was more bearable than him ten fold...unless you had something against his hobby excessively. Either way atleast he would make more sense than this kid. Cry sat up and wiped years off his eye sockets. "You should totally meet Luciano. I have a feeling you two would like,get along or something."Cry says as he looked. Up at the sky and grabbed a fistfull of sand. "Luciano and I may have come from two different sides of the family. But we are both affected by something somehow I guess."Cry says as he bended backwards. He rested with his feet up and crossed while he rested his chest on the ground and his face on his bent hands. "Why don't you say more about yourself. I'm still waiting for the cutie over there to say her name. Also the unconscious kid and your friend."Cry says. He got a hand to his chest with pride. "I am Cry Lagrima. Proud descendant of the Organization 13 member rebel,Dexter,and you?"Cry asks as he gave his most innocent smile.

He clicked his tongue while giving Cry a emotionless expression from under his hood. "I believe my keyblade would ruin it. After all it is such.a powerful keyblade. The Darkness in the history of it would make rather interested in it once he saw it. Oh and believe you already know my real name don't you? If you have any sense left you'll call me Illusion." Silently he stared at Cry with the Darness flowing in his hands. "Where is he anyways?"

(Seriously guys? I woke up this morning with 35 notifications for just this one rp!)

 

Akane had stepped out of the conversation as everyone was simply arriving all over the place. "Man, this place is busy today..." Akane then heard Cry mention "the cutie over there" and she crossed her arms with a scowl, finally stepping into the group. "The name is Akane, so don't call me 'cutie', you weirdo." Akane didn't know what it was about Cry, but he seemed like the type of person that would annoy you and never leave you alone. (I still needed to find that hooded man, maybe someone here knows about him.) Akane looked back up at the group, filled with confidense. "Does anyone here have any information on the mysterious hooded man that's been traveling the worlds the past few years? He's a keyblade wielder and a very powerful one... he uses darkness." Akane looked around to see if anyone had any ideas.

 

~Meanwhile~

 

"Luciano Barbosa..." Behind where Luciano was stood, the cloaked man appeared from a dark corridor. "... keyblade bounty hunter." The cloaked man summoned his Oblivion and Oathkeeper keyblades in each hand, holding one at his side as he pointed the other at Luciano. "I'll be needing those keychains, hand them over."

Cry looked up at him. "Last time I saw him he was at Land of Departure. He's socially akward so don't be surprised if he gets nervous or just gets plain wierd."Cry says. Speaking for himself considering atleast Luciano was more considerate. Cry was simply a brat used to to many toys with a brain to smart for his own good. Cry then looked up at Akane. "Akane. That's a very pretty name young lady. Though. I really don't know who you are talking about. I haven't really seen anyone to that description. You could ask that kid over there when he wakes up though."Cry says as he pointed at the unconceous boy on the sand way back. Cry looked up and stared. "Wonder when Luciano will get here. I want to rub my beautiful keyblade on his face again."

 

~Meanwhile~

 

Luciano looked up and turned around to see the figure behind him. He had a hood on and wielded two keyblades. "Huh?"Luciano asks. He quickly took out a small book and flipped a few pages until he reached the description of the keyblades the man wielded. "Those keyblades are rare according to my agenda."Luciano says as he lowered his book and took out his scythe. "I will not allow you to take away my keychains. But I will be willing to trade for your keyblades."Luciano simply says.

Hanna had enough of this Cry dude. The fact that he had thrown a dead rat on top of her head wasn't the nicest thing to get her in a friendly mood. In fact if she was wearing an invisible helmet, then someone would have died. Hanna got her stuff and without another word, she walked away from everyone towards some of the houses on the island. 'I can't stand to be around this dude any longer, plus I have to figure out how to get home. I can't be stuck on to a world filled with darkness keyblades.' Hanna thought in her mind as she walked away.

Namki slowly opened his eyes. He saw the blue sky. Still on islands he thought. He sat up seeing Cry and others talking. He held his wound a bit. He saw it compelety healed. He heard Cry and Akane talk about a keyblade hooded figure.'' I'm sorry, but I don't know anything about a Keyblader hooded person. Only about a hooded man with Green eyes. He's the one who nearly killed me. I believe there might more of them.'' Namki then remembered his fight with the man.'' He's strong through. I don't believe we can beat them.'' He then noticed something. The scroll.'' The scroll! It's missing!'' Namki yelled as he jumped up. That scroll was the key to everything.

~Meanwhile ~

Shana stopped."What...did you say, Hunter? Did you say your sorry? And clocked figure who are you?" She asked. She looked around her. "Stay clam...not blow up....don't.do.it!" She sighed. "Maybe I don't want the answer." She wispered. She took a deep breath. "This is getting to stupid...." She looked at the ground. "Eveyone I meet today and problems." She said alound without knowing it. "Oh." She said after the fact. She looked at the ground. "said it out loud." She thought to herself with a sigh. Shana stared at the ground.

Ion sat upon a fallen pillar, contemplating. He sighed, looking around more, not really enjoying being alone.

"Better than being out there....I'll probably get killed...or worse..." Ion muttered unhappily, shaking his head. "What to do...what to do.." He whispered, grumbling about the current state of everything. He gazed out through one of the holes in the ceiling, seeing the barely visibly stars.

Zaria moved swiftly down an alley in the mainland of the Destiny Islands.

"Ha, I got that bozo good!" She laughed, holding up a gold watch, a thick wallet, and a diamond ring. "Robbed that dude clean! God, it's getting easier to manipulate people now, I sometimes scare myself. Well, Satch, where should we go now?" She asked half jokingly, half questioningly.

Her magic satchel which she nicknamed Satch opened moved its opening up and down, as if to form words, although no sound came out. Then it nudged her toward the opposite direction of the alleyway she was walking down. She looked to find that some policemen began to pursue her.

"Ugh, guess that guy had more connections than I thought, it's only been a few minutes and they've already found me.' She sighed, as she began to run.

She eventually came to a dead end in the alleyway, and she slowly turned around to find that she was surrounded by policemen.

She smiled, then put on a very convincing scared and innocent facial expression. "Why are you chasing me officers?!" She cried out. "What did a little girl like me do to deserve this treatment."

"Give it up Zaria," One of the men muttered. "We already know your tricks. Too famous for your own good. Time to give up."

Zaria looked down and began to laugh. "Well, there's always plan B."

She reached into her magic satchel and imagined something she knew would help the situation out, for when she pulled her hand out of the satchel it revealed exactly what she had envisioned in her mind.

"Smoke bomb anyone?" She asked before chucking the bombs at the ground, creating a huge plume of smoke around the area and causing many policemen to cough profusely.

She snapped her fingers and began running towards the wall. Using a bit of her magic that she had practiced a bit of during her life, she altered her gravitational pull, and was able to run up the wall. When she reached the top, she snapped her fingers again and her gravitational pull was back to normal.

"Where'd she go?!" One of the policemen could be heard from the ground shouting. "Don't let her get away!"

The policemen left the around and spread out searching for her throughout the city.

"Well this isn't good," Zaria muttered. She could feel her satchel nudging towards another direction.

"What is it this time Satch?" She asked, hoping for a way out and found her salvation in the direction Satch was tugging. "Of course, the island! I'll just go over there and hide out for a bit until the all clear, and then I can make my way outta this place.

She headed towards the dock, where she would most likely steal someone's boat unlucky enough to be left there for the taking.

 

 

 

She eventually reached the island, where she jumped out and stretched, examining her surroundings.

She glanced over to find some people conversing, and a sly smile developed on her face.

"Looks like we have some more customers Satch." She joked, Satch opening and closing its lid in approval. "Watch this girl work." She headed over to the group, getting ready to do what she was good at, something she's done all her life in order to survive. She was going to steal.

Edited October 16, 201213 yr by VIIth angel