Saber Lily

I'm alive, and I really liked this rp (Lux and Zeph were so cute q_q stardust please be alive). I AM ALIVE! AND AS LONG AS I KNOW HOW TO TYPE I KNOW I WILL SURVIVE! Had to backspace and fix that line twice.

I'll go and post Lightning and Xion when I get home from work (if I don't play World of Warships too much ) Really only Lightning will play a large part at first (travelling with Zion) but Xion really isn't going to come into any major play for...awhile.

The only character I don't have involved in the plot is Rhaedyn Thane, but literally he can show up whenever he damn well pleases - it's sort of the thing with the Ithurians. "They just...appear." So np, if Henry gets his butt to the Overworld he'll appear faster

Eclaire - Approaching Shiva, Kilkes Seres She, the powerful vigilante, wandering mistake, slayer of minotaur in mere seconds and wielder of such mighty weapons that some tremble at their mere presence...she who could balance on a needle, run along a fence and scale a wall with speed alone, and who could move so fast you swore she teleported... Was currently wobbling her way around the castle in heels. Yes, Eclaire, a powerful Valkyrie-Succubus hybrid, was unable to walk in heels. And as she tried to find her way around to get accustomed to the castle, she felt like a fool. Nevermind she was clad in a beautiful white and gold dress, she could barely walk. She finally, though, found herself looking through a door at Shiva and Maxis. Maybe Shiva had tips? But as she stumbled forward, she heard crying...and froze. She didn't know what to do. The Queen, crying? Maxis probably being Maxis...her unable to walk in these... What am I supposed to do...

Eclaire's signature move: Lightning Hugtackle Six initiated. In Heels. "Emotional talk." Talk fast before eclaire arrives Go ahead and use my characters. Just credit me if it ever sees anything less than your My Docs folder Can we spell...Chyrsalis?

Eclaire - Kilkes Seres Eclaire watched the maid go. She still looked as sad as ever, before turning and undressing. She started selecting a new outfit, if only to have fresh clothes...but she had no idea what to wear. "...I should have asked Fiona for help." She said softly. "...too late now, I guess." She sighed and rubbed her eyes, tugging on fresh underwear, before flopping onto the bed. She really had no fashion sense. She needed help. "...there's no bell is there..." she looked around.

I am claiming Xion and Lightning. ~*Character Sheet*~ Name: Zion de Wynter Age: Immortal Gender: Female Appearance: Alignment: Light Personality: Bubbly, kind, sweet, clumsy, and a will of pure divine steel, one unbreakable yet so fragile. Bio: Born in Twilight Town years ago, she met her wife, Xion, at the clock tower. Her adventures that led to marriage were many and happy, but her destiny was not one of quiet and calm. Thrown into a new war, she fought with all she had...but she died. After a period of slumber though, she returned, this time as a God...the Goddess of Light. She has presided over the Realm of Light since then, suffering victory...and defeat. With the loss of her wife and the dangers posed Weapons: Double-ended keyblades: Forward Unto Dawn, Sunrise Everlasting, Unbreakable Connection, and Long and Dark December. Theme song (optional):

I'm alive. I swear I am.

Rei threw herself forward, slashing down a few Samurais before landing. She had flown a bit, and now in the middle, began to hack and slash through the Nobodies around her, spinning around a Dragoon before punching it in the back, unleashing Ruin. Thrown forward, she continued her attack, keeping an eye on Indy as she fought. She wondered where her mother was...wasn't like her to be away for long. Probably asleep or something ridiculous.

I'd love to do something like that, but I have many RPs here atm, more than I really should. Plus Zion is a god already and it'd end up being a battle of gods while everyone stands with eyes and mouths open. Like the anime fight in Gumball.

I dont know what I need to do right now. that's my problem.

Sora raised his Keyblade, managing to block the flamethrower, his magic sending the flames flowing around him. Riku manages to dodge roll away, coming up and throwing Dark Firaga at Boba Fett. The two worked their way towards each other, playing mostly defensive. Sora would throw up Reflect as Riku covered with more Dark Firaga, the two meeting...but before they could pull anything off, something flew through the air, Keyblade out. "I got flyboy." -We'll get flyboy.- Zion/Sione charged, their Keyblade out, the white blades humming with energy. On the other side of the battlefield, as Ezra was currently caught, Xion dropped down, spinning a bit to execute a spin-kick to the man's head. "Ezra, run!" She shouted, her Keyblade already summoned, alive with golden light.

Posted. Woke up late, had errands...bleh, my work schedule is annoying this week.

The darkness...it was suffocating. She fell, but as she looked, she as not alone. WHite twintails flying, the two opened their eyes as their fall slowed, landing on a stained lass window. The girl held a hand to her head, and looked down. Two people, one of golden hair and snow-white wings...one of black coat and raven hair. The two looked at each other. Words, names flowed into their minds, but as it solidified into true thoughts, the raven haired girl eld her head. Your...friend? Roxas, do you think I can be your friend? He's wrong. It's not a sham. MY KEYBLADE IS OT A SHAM! The two stumbled back as pillars raised, each holding a Keyblade. Two Become One...the name flowed into her mind. She grasped it, feeling the instinct to use it... The other girl grasped one, whose name was Oathkeeper's Dawn. Xion! I like that name! We're friends. I won't leave. You're my friend...you're not a sham. GET AWAY FROM HER! I love you. The station began to glow, as the pillars receded. I am an Unknown. My name...is Noise. My name...is Xion. As the shadows came up, the voice couldn't direct them before the two struck them down. They worked in sync, as if their hearts were as intertwined as the stained glass below. And as the darkness began to devour, Noise turned and covered Xion, wings of light erupting. And they faded into the darkness, together. None could foresee the fate of two...would become one.

Zion, changed her location quickly, then raised her hand, letting Infern be the idiot he was. His recklessness, his inability to strategize with Hak, She splayed her fingers, light coalescing into a sphere. It began to spin, a small orbit of seven small orbs near it. She let Infern come, her wings fading away. She breathed easy. "Winged Zero, give me your power...Oh dear son, your final breath remains my first. Angel's Freedom." from her hand erupted a massive burst of Light, fired straight at Infern. It was wide range, and Zion had made sure she was angled...so when Infern dodged, if he did, it would hit Hak. Either way, one of them would probably be hurt by it. Apart they were weak...and with both different, it was clear she would be victorious.

One more post, to give me a good idea of how she is. I never got Fiora, sorry. I haven't gotten very far in Fates tbh Dx.

Zion didn't let her face betray anything. Infern always was a hothead, a showoff. Hak tended to let it flow...and letting it flow was bad. All the weapons that had missed suddenly turned, lancing at Hak from behind as Zion flared her snow-white wings. Bolts of light lashed out, pelting Infern and Hak as she kicked back. Zion's face was set, the girl keeping her distance and moving. Infern was a powerful god, but what he tended to forget was fire needed fuel...and she knew that. So, she let him come, and once he was close, she smiled...and in her hand appeared a magic Sword of Light, which she then charged Infern when he was at his greatest speed, aiming to impale the very reckless god through the chest.

...............The angel says it'd be easier...the devil says easier to feed. I'd say yes but if you can give me a good idea of her character I can do my best!

Eclaire - Palace of Kilkis Seres Eclaire followed the scurrying maid, having to force herself to focus on her blonde hair and not...elsewhere. Shiva's actions had stirred hunger, and she was trying to focus on Fiona. Being told she now had a handmaid was...weird. She never had been one of any status, instead lingering in the spot between "mistake" and just plain dirt. Having a handmaid...made her feel way too important. She never had any form of servant, and... "If there is anything that you require, milady, anything at all, I will be at your beck and call." Anything? Some life energy...Eclaire thought, nintey percent joke, ten percent hunger. She kept focused after that, and when she stepped into the room..well...she kind of stumbled. Like, if she didn't keep her weapons in a sort of magical pocket dimension, she seriously would have dropped them. She had a handmaid, a room she had seen belonging to real nobles, not mistakes...and the most comfortable looking bed she had ever seen. She slowly walked over, and fell forward. "Oh goddess." If there was a heaven on overworld it literally was this bed. Eclaire had never felt a bed so plushy, so soft, so comfortable. Not even the noble she had accidentally devoured life energy from had such a bed. No, she sighed, so content she nearly forgot she could change. Getting up, she browsed the rack before choosing a shorter dress that barely grazed her knees. She then, without shame, began to undress to change. Fiona could see the scars on her back, including one that was far worse, closer to her heart. She didn't turn around though, until she was dressed. it had a deeper V neck, though lace was tied across it. She then looked at Fiona...and slowly walked over. "There is only one thing I need." She said quietly. One hand on the maid's shoulder, and one caressing her face, Eclaire got way too close. "I apologize." She pressed her lips to Fiona, and counted to five. In those five seconds, Fiona would feel as if something was leaving her body...something that made her slightly exhausted. But after contact was broken, it started to fade, Eclaire turning and moving away very quickly. "I need nothing else. Please take whatever time you can off, and enjoy yourself." She brushed a hand over the bed. "...I will be fine alone."

Zion quietly stepped off the train, Lightning close behind. She was pretty quiet, forlornly watching Kya and Violet. She had to looked away before continuing on, Lightning resting a hand on her shoulder. She reached up to touch Light, standing at the edge of the floating island that carried the Magician's Tower. Lightning then let go and summoned her wings, now patrolling around as Zion followed the hyperactive Violet. She came to a stop next to Kya, not wanting to really talk yet...she just clutched the wayfinder to her chest.

Sora and Riku had barely stepped in when Kairi shouted. They turned and ran at once, wanting to gain distance and not have their adventure end in such a violent manner. But still the explosion threw them to the ground, and while Riku rolled a bit, Sora managed to get back up and skid the rest of the way, already summoning his Kingdom Key. "Kairi!" He shouted, running towards the cantina. "Kairi you okay?" He was worried, especially about the girl he loved. he wasn't paying attention to his surroundings, but of course as Riku got up, he did scan for threats. Zion and Xion followed Hera, with Xion shielding her eyes at the explosion. "What was that!" The former puppet cried.

"Is there anything else you need milady?" Asks the cute blonde maid to the hungry succubus. If his is not a lesson in self control then I'm an owl.

Zion bristled with an all-consuming rage. She was about to diary forward, Keyblades erupting in Light, when the Wayfinder was tossed in front of her. Victoria disappeared, and all Zion could do was look down at it. Her body quaked, Zion kneeling down to gingerly pick it up. She cradled it, tears falling on the crack. Zion didn't get up, a fresh wave of sorrow hitting her. "Hellmouth...they have been to Hellmouth...." she whispered. "They know Azazel has her...they've been to her..." she gripped it tightly, shaking. She could already hear her voice, hear the voice of her beloved. Victoria was right, she failed to protect Xion... Flashback: Battle of Twilight Beach The demonic knights pressed the initial positions, but the soldiers were veterans of Arundel. They had survived the Siege of Arundel, fought in the Massacre of Pendragon. They were veterans of the Avalon Defense Force, and the Knights knew it. They could not break through the entrenched positions, held back by men and women who had fought endless waves of Heartless. And now, they held back the Death Knights of Azazel, God of Death. Their leader, Admiral Sarah Aether, was leading the fleet above, the war raging. It was one of the last battles of the Hellmouth Incursion, the day Azazel found the loophole to invade. But now he was stalled, stalled by the very people he failed to destroy during the Dark Seeker Conflict. And he had to break their morale. Xion had been leading some of the finest Keyblade Wielders the world's had ever seen. She was not flashy, but powerful. Two Become One was a conductor's baton, orchestrating the battle below as, high above, Zion fought. The war would end that day...but not without loss. Zion had been pinned by what seemed like half the fleet before her own dreadnought arrived. She darted in, she escaped...and he was there. Azazel. They clashed through the sky, Zion unleashing everything she had. Azazel lost more ships in a one on one with Zion then in this war of attrition - he underestimated her power. And as he lost, he laughed. He laughed and laughed as Forward Unto Dawn pierced his chest, and as he was sent to Hellmouth... "How's the wife?" Zion was too late. Xion had been ambushed, she had been swarmed. Her unit had felled all but twenty, and she had slaughtered all but one. She was hurt, but fighting, Event Horizon unending...but she didn't know there was another. She didn't see the knight who struck, but Zion watched the sword burst through Xion's chest, watched her wedding necklace break, covered in blood...and she watched the Wayfinder fall and crack as her blood splattered the sand. The scream of sorrow erupted from Zion, anything of evil incinerated in walls of golden light. She held her wife, used every healing spell...but corrupted wounds are fatal...ones through the heart. Zion sobbed, she begged Xion not to leave her...she begged.... "No one could foresee...that the two...became one..." Her hand fell, and Xion de Wynter was dead. The stories of what happened after were not hazy. Everyone remembered Zion standing and facing the waves, and her words. "Thirteenth Seal of the Goddess...Divine Construct....Megadimensional Fortress Lux Aeternum...Legion of the Divinely Beloved." Around her appeared the legendary heroes and heroines that Zion had befriended, their spirits coming together to form a holy legion of retribution. No one could make out what was said, the cacophony of final cries erupting. And as the light faded, the battlefield grew quiet. Zion slowly walked into the water, and let go of Xion. Her body disappeared beneath the waves, before flowers began to appear. Zion would stand there, before retrieving the necklace...the Wayfinder fading into shards of memory. Present Zion clutched the Wayfinder to her chest...she held it tightly, her wings fading until finally, a sorrowful girl was all that remained. She would take time, but soon Zion stood, and looked up. "She. Is. Mine."

Zion felt better the moment Cody had her in his arms. he always had been a good friend, even if with the lens he saw her as a security threat...but he was loyal...and she knew he'd always have her back. She cuddled into her friend, wishing she had someone like he had Luna. With a soft sigh she relaxed, and was already plotting how to steal some of his food while she conveniently was on his lap, when he asked what was wrong. Her smile faded, and as she prepared to answer...he poked her. Rubbing her belly, she listened to him...and then pressed her hands to either side of Cody's face. She angled his head down and kissed his forehead, before pressing her own to his. She took a soft breath in, releasing it. "...I got it. Enjoy your breakfast...it's the most important meal of the day." She stood, and suddenly she began to glow. People began to notice, whispers and awe now around her. "I keep a veil, so I can walk unobstructed by fans and worshippers." She told him. "...but right now, our friends need help...and nothing less than I shall appear to help." Zion headed for the door, her wings extending and flaring out, multiplying until she had six wings. "Eleventh Seal of the Goddess - Gate of Divine Connection: Susano'o." A massive seal appeared above her, and descended, covering her. Her outfit began to change, and as she closed her eyes, Zion de Wynter breathed. She let the Gate clothe her for battle, and she looked up to the sun. "...I'm back." She said, and as the people of Twilight Town looked to the bright light, Zion de Wynter disappeared in a flash of dawn, and appeared on the train. Her pure magic power caused a form of wind, her fail flowing in the breeze as she stood at the far end, looking down towards Victoria. "I don't like corruption." She growled. "Nor do I like my friends in danger." Her Keyblades flashed into existence around her, slowly spinning. "Not at all." //her outfit, minus the weird back dress cape thingies: Dress