NemesisSP

... I'm really bad at keeping up to date on this, sorry about that... I have kept up work, though.

Chapter 7: The City of Airships Stitch could barely contain his excitement as he looked around the city they were standing in. It looked much like Traverse Town in terms of the building designs, but everything seemed more alive than Traverse Town. People of various species walked the streets, happily talking with each other if they stopped, or angrily shouting because they bumped into another person. Kids were out playing around, either with each other or pulling pranks on someone! A few kids were even running from an adult who they clearly had been messing with! And then there were the airships up in the sky. They weren’t like the space ships Stitch was used to; they were more like boats that flew in the sky rather than float through the ocean. Every few minutes another one came by and then another. They were all heading towards the large castle or away from it. “Impressive, right?” Zell said to Stitch. He was also looking up at the castle. “I’ve never been to Lindblum myself, tho’ I’ve wanted to see this for a long time.” Stitch kind of liked Zell. He was trying a bit hard to be cool, but Stitch appreciated it, even if he had mostly ignored him up till now. “We’re not here to gawk at the ships, Zell.” Lulu said. The same could not be said of Lulu. Stitch did not like her one bit and he knew she returned the sentiment. Her cold, high and mighty attitude really got on his nerves in a way that he didn’t really remember feeling since Gantu. But biting Lulu or anything would not help endear himself to her friends either. “We need to gather information.” “I know that, Lulu. But it’s not often we get to come to places like this.” Zell said, his cheerful attitude not dented in the slightest by Lulu’s coldness. “I’d love to go and figure out how those airships work.” “Don’t we have a spaceship?” Lulu retorted. “What’s your point?” Zell replied. Stitch chuckled a bit at that. He also wanted to know more about those airships… and deep down felt the urge to try to mess with them. But those days were long behind him! Stitch had no doubt that he could resist the urge to be bad. Lulu sighed and shook her head at Zell. She looked forward at Omega, who was reading the contents of a tiny book that he had pulled out of his pocket. “Got anything to add?” “Not particularly.” Omega said, his eyes not leaving the book. Stitch had even more mixed feelings about Omega than he expected. Although Omega was nicer to Stitch than Lulu, Stitch had a hard time figuring him out. Ever since he had let Stitch join the crew, he had mostly kept to himself. An impressive feat, since Stitch was bunking in the same cabin on their ship. He never saw Omega crack a smile and he never talked about himself in anyway. Stitch had tried to get him to do so and Omega would just ignore him. Despite this lack of luck, Stitch wasn’t going to give up on trying. Otherwise trying to get Omega to help him would be even more difficult that it already was. Omega looked through the book a little before closing it up and putting it back in his pocket. “However, since we might be here for awhile, it’s hardly fair to keep Zell from checking it out if he wants.” Lulu wasn’t amused by this, but she just shook her head. “Very well, if you wish to waste your time on that, be my guest.” Lulu said. “In the meantime, I will be gathering information. We’ll meet at the hotel at the end of the day, yes?” Both Omega and Zell nodded in response as Lulu walked off into the crowd. Zell immediately went off towards the castle while Omega headed off in the opposite direction of him. Stitch wasn’t sure at first who he was going to go with. He really wanted to check out the airships, but at the same time he still wasn’t sure if he could resist playing around with them. So he went off after Omega instead, who was heading into some kind of building not too far away. Stitch managed to follow him in before the door closed. They had entered a small pub by the looks of the furnishings, and not exactly a very nice looking pub in Stitch’s opinion. Though it was fairly full, so perhaps that was just his opinion. It was a diverse crowd, from humans to what looked like small hippos. One particular individual that stood out looked like a large rat in a red coat and hat. Omega had already gone up to the bar and sat down in an open chair. The bartender almost immediately appeared in front of him that made Stitch jump a bit. He wore a vest and had a ridiculously long mustache that he kept messing with. “Hello lad, never seen you here before.” “I’m just passing through for a couple days, along with a few friends.” Omega said, as he pointed to Stitch to Stitch as he sat down. “You have anything you’d recommend?” “Well, there’s always today’s specialty, Soup du Silence.” The bartender said proudly, stroking his mustache even more now. Though if he thought that’d get a reaction out of Omega, all he got was a blank stare. “And what is that supposed to be?” Omega said flatly. The bartender looked dejected by that. Airship Hanger “This. Is. Awesome!” Zell exclaimed as he watched a ton of mechanics of various species working on a very big variety of different airships. One that had particularly caught his attention was one that was clearly being built for luxury. “Like what you see, young man?” A mechanic said. He looked a lot like a raccoon, just a lot bigger and a bit broad shouldered. “Definitely! I wish I could get a closer look.” “Yeah, we get that a lot.” The raccoon mechanic said. “Sorry to say that it probably won’t happen.” “I know, jus’ wishful thinkin’, I guess.” Zell conceded, but still watched the ship being built. “How do you make ‘em fly?” “You don’t know?” “Nope, new to this place!” “Aha!” The mechanic said as he leaned against the railing. He pointed at an engine that was being installed on the ship. “Well, see that there? That engine is run on a substance called ‘Mist’.” “’Mist’”? Zell repeated. “Yup, Mist. We’re a bit farther up from it, but below the city and canyon, I’m sure you’ve noticed a thick fog, yes?” “Yeah, I noticed that too. I didn’t think too much about it, though.” “I’m not sure how you don’t know that much about Mist, but it isn’t something you want to handle without caution.” The mechanic said. “Huh? What does that mean?” “Means stay away from the Mist, kid.” The mechanic said as he headed in the other direction. “Sorry, I have to head back to work.” “But I still have lots of questions, mind if I help out?” Zell said. “We have deadlines kid, I can’t really babysit you.” “Hah! I’ll have you know I’m a bit of a mechanic myself.” Zell said as he put his knuckles on his hips proudly. “No need for babysitting at all.” The mechanic looked back at him. “You aren’t playin’ me, are you?” “Of course not!” Zell proclaimed proudly, puffing his chest out as he placed his knuckles on his hips. “I’m perfectly capable of providing any kind of mechanical know how you might need.” “It’s true.” A calm voice cut in. Zell turned to see Lulu walking right up to them. “Lu? What are you doing here?” Zell asked. “To keep an eye on you, of course.” Lulu replied dryly. “You always do tend to get yourself into antics, after all.” “I thought learning about airships was a waste of time?” Zell said sarcastically. “At the time. Though as I walked up I couldn’t help but hear you two talk about this Mist thing and I wanted to know more.” Lulu walked up to the two of them. “It’s most interesting sounding.” “Great.” The mechanic said sardonically. “Look, I gotta get to work, so if you want to join in, fine. I suppose I’ll give you a crash course in the Mist.” “Perfect.” Lulu looked from the mechanic to Zell. “After you.” Zell gave her the stink eye, though that only produced a small, amused smile from. Industrial District – Tavern, one hour later The crowd in the tavern looked in Stitch direction in shock, horror and disgust as Stitch dug into the food without bothering to grab a spoon. Even the rat lady, who had maintained a stony expression throughout, looked thoroughly annoyed by the mess and noise that Stitch was making as he did so. The bartender looked absolutely mortified as Stitch ate. Everyone was reacting in some way and Stitch took pleasure in that. That is, everyone except for Omega. “You better wash your face, or I’m not going to pay for you.” Omega muttered as he picked up his glass and took a drink. He wasn’t even looking at Stitch as he said this, he just swirled his spoon around the bowl in front of him to get the rest of his food. Stitch responded with a ‘bleugh’ noise, but grabbed a nearby towel and wiped the leftover bits of soup from his face. “How was it?” The bartender asked, trying to save face after witnessing Stitch eating. “Make you feel happy and satisfied?” “Well, that was pretty good, I’ll admit.” Omega said as he pushed the empty bowl away from him. “Not sure I’d use those ingredients though.” “You’re breaking my heart, boy.” The bartender grumbled as he took the dish away. Stitch kind of felt sorry for him, though only because he had just been told off by Omega for supposedly having poor table manner. Omega was just being rude for no real reason, he thought! Omega just sat there drinking his water, though, completely ignoring Stitch and the bartender. He seemed to be deep in thought, though whatever it was he was thinking about Stitch couldn’t tell. The doors to the pub flew open and a cheerful whistle was heard. Stitch turned around to see a short, blond haired teenager walking up to the counter. He was wearing quite a lot of blue and had a monkey tail! “Well, looks busy today! That’s a nice change of pace, Bobo!” “Your name is Bobo?” Omega asked, though the barkeep ignored him. “Very amusing.” The barkeep replied in a tone that was decidedly unamused. “Back in town already, Zidane?” “Oh, come on, don’t be so salty.” Zidane said as he sat down between Omega and the rat lady. Almost immediately, he turned to the latter and began flirting with her! “Hey, have I seen you around here before?” “You know perfectly well you’ve seen me before, Zidane.” The rat lady replied in annoyance. “Must you go through this motion every time we meet up here?” “Oh come on, Freya, don’t be like that.” Zidane waved his right hand a bit. “You know I’m just teasing.” “I wish you wouldn’t.” Freya muttered into her drink. “Always the killjoy.” Zidane shrugged as he turned his attention over to Omega. “I know I’ve definitely never seen you before.” He held out a hand. “Name’s Zidane.” Omega reached out and shook his hand briefly. “Omega.” “Well, nice to meet you, Omega.” Zidane smiled. “What brings you to town?” “I’m looking for someone.” Omega said. “A man with black hair and purple eyes, wearing a black coat. Seen anyone like him?” Zidane crossed his arms and tilted his head. “Can’t say I have, though my troupe and I just got back ourselves.” “Troupe? Are you an actor?” Omega asked. Stitch wasn’t sure, but it seemed like Omega was genuinely interested even though his expression hadn’t changed. His full attention was on Zidane, so it certainly seemed like it. “I don’t want to brag, but yes!” Zidane said proudly. “The Tantalus Theatre Troupe is full of top notch performers. We go all around in the hope of spreading joy and entertainment.” “Is that what we’re calling your antics?” Freya snidely commented. “Ignore this sour sport.” Zidane looked at Omega again, particularly at his note book. “What are you writing down there?” “Jokes and one-liners.” Omega said with a completely straight face, though Zidane clearly wasn’t fooled for a second, but he let out a good hearty laugh. “Ha ha ha, I guess I could buy that. But you look more like a warrior.” Zidane noted as he looked Omega up and down. “You here for the Festival of the Hunt? If I recall it’s coming up soon.” “I’ve seen some signs for it, but I can’t say I know what it is.” “It’s a competition they hold every year,” Freya cut in before Zidane could answer. “Monsters are brought into the city and scattered throughout the streets for 12 minutes. Those entering the competition must slay as many beasts as possible for points.” Omega leaned forward a bit, looking more interested than Stitch had seen him before. “Sounds like you’re very familiar with this competition.” “I always enter.” Freya said simply. “But usually there’s no challenge anymore.” “Perhaps you should enter?” Zidane said. “After all, you might like it.” “I’ll think about it.” Omega said as he got up, then dropped some munny on the counter. “Nice talking with you. Come on, Stitch.” “Leaving already?” Zidane asked. “I think I got all I need.” Omega said, which left Stitch confused as they left the pub. Theater District Lulu walked out of the tram that she and Zell had taken to the Theater District and looked around. “Quite the town.” She said as Zell followed her off. “Very much so.” Zell said. “So what do you think about the Mist?” Lulu looked at him with a serious face. “Think it’s anything to worry about. Zell crossed his arms and looked down. “I can’t say. He didn’t really say much, did he?” Zell said. “At least, not what we might’ve needed to know.” “Yeah. I wonder if he just wanted to get rid of us.” Lulu shrugged. “I guess it doesn’t matter. We can always investigate further. We’ll just let Omega know when we’re done.” Zell looked at Lulu, puzzled. “We’re not going to let him in on this now?” “What does it matter?” Lulu said, a bitter tone to her voice now. “He makes unilateral decisions all the time. It’s just what he gets.” “Ya know, that sounds pretty petty, dontcha thin-“ “I don’t recall asking for an opinion.” Lulu snapped. Zell recoiled at that and decided not press the issue. He’d have to wait for the right moment, otherwise he’d never get a word in. Lulu could be very unreasonable sometimes, same with Omega. “Alright, alright.” Zell said, waving one hand dismissively. “Forget it. So what do you purpose we do?” “I thought that was obvious. We’re going to search for a way down to the Mist.” Lulu replied. “’kay, but how?” Lulu fell silent for a moment. “Well-” “Lost, are we?” A horribly familiar voice said behind them. Lulu and Zell immediately turned around to see the man in black standing right there. Both were alert at once, ready to attack the moment they needed to. The man in black chuckled and walked past them without the slightest hint that he considered them any kind of threat. “Please, let’s be civil, shall we?” “Civil with a man who murdered thousands of people?!” Lulu retorted. “You can’t be serious?” “Oh, but I am.” The man said as he turned around to face them once more. “You see, if we’re not going to be civil, then I’m afraid that it might just happen again.” “That sounds like you’re already planning it!” Zell said and before Lulu could do anything, he rushed at the man, ready to punch him! “Zell!” The man just smiled malevolently. Business District - Inn, three hours later The room they were in was a pleasant room, probably one of the nicest rooms Stitch had been in for a long time. He sat on the bed he had picked out when they first entered and bounced a bit on it. Omega had sat down on his own bed, quiet as usual, not giving Stitch any kind of notice. He just looked thoughtful about something and it got Stitch curious. “Something wrong with Omega?” Omega’s eyes looked in Stitch’s direction, but again there was no indication of any kind emotional response from. “I’m not sure.” He answered after a moment. Stitch tilted his head at that. “Oh?” Omega’s eyes turned away. “I was thinking that Lulu and Zell should have been back by now.” He crossed his arms. “It’s not like them.” He got up to look out the window, his arms still crossed. It was night time and the lights from various houses and the street lamps illuminated the more quiet streets. Stitch wasn’t sure if he honestly thought he’d spot them or not, his face had still not changed in any kind of way about this. Still, he couldn’t help but get the feeling that Omega was genuinely worried, despite not showing it. And he wasn’t sure he understood at all, because these three didn’t really seem like friends at all. Why did he seem to care so much? Stitch didn’t understand. And he wasn’t sure he liked this at all.

Your thoughts on the song is fine. But you do know that this isn't the final game in the franchise? Just of the Xehanort Saga. It's been made clear multiple times by Nomura that this isn't the very last game.

Well, actually looking at the concept, it's obviously the straps being a different color that is the answer. As for the other categories, they're all pretty much the same and the Ends of the Earth still shows up in the final game, so the Keyblade being different (aside from the lack of keychain design), isn't it.

Just another practice sketch. Also, thanks for that.

Really cool overall, but I don't think we really need that many screenshots of Vanitas.

Ask and you shall receive. I wasn't sure if I'd post the finished pic here, after all I've come to see posting anything like this is somehow controversial, but hey, I'm proud of how it came out.

More practice

I don't really mind in general, since revealing what Disney movies are in each game has always been a major selling point when it comes to marketing the individual games. So it would actually be weird if they suddenly just didn't market the Disney worlds.

Great, glad to hear. You are welcome. Thanks. Next up will be yours, already got an idea in mind for the pose.

New artwork of Omega and unlike the previous pic in this vein, you can expect to see this show up in my story.

Alright Yessie, sorry it took so long, the last couple of months were not good to me at all. Hopefully you still like it regardless of if I personally feel I could have done better.

Seen it already. Though it's been a long time since I watched it in full.

To be perfectly honest, it sounds quite challenging. But I'm willing to give it a try.

Okay, I've read all of his recent interviews and he's never mentioned anything of the sort. It is possible I missed it, could you possibly give me the interview he directly said that in?

I believe he already confirmed there was a secret ending. Nomura, even lately, has been very consistent about this only being the end of Xehanort and not the series.

It's not yet finished, but here's an update on the sketch. https://sta.sh/0yv04mh79ng Let me know if there's anything I need to fix up. You pose an interesting proposition. I suppose then it would be wrong to say no.

It'll work. Alright, with any luck it'll be done either tonight or tomorrow morning.

Great! I do have a quick question. Do you have another pic of the character I can also use as reference? This one is good, but having a few helps out with stuff like the outfit and such.

Just got started, how's this looking so far? If you want me to make adjustments to the hair or the eyes or anything, let me know.

Alright, I'll give it a shot.

Yeah. You want it in this style? I just want to make sure first before I start drawing.

I can give it a shot, though the second image doesn't seem to want to load.

Was considering it for awhile, but I wasn't sure if it'd be a good idea. But I think it might help me actually be around more and posting stuff consistently if I do. Though, since it's not something I really want to go overboard with, I'm just gonna have it be sketches with at minimum two characters only. But three might also be fine. This is completely optional and you don't have to do it, but I just figured it'd be nice to try and offer it. Example is attached so you don't have to go to my other art related topic.

While I like the movie and I think that Nomura's logic is perfect, my own reasoning would be that introducing Keyblades to Dead Man's Chest would simply break the story. After all, the actions of the film are driven by a key and a chest. I've seen plenty of fanfic writers struggle with this too.