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	<description><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-size: x-small; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; color: #008080;">We&#39;re going to end the chapter here guys. I will be starting the next one in a day or two, I need to finish the profile update and we&#39;re going to move the location of our RP to the FF7 Fortress site board to help organize things since RPGs are launching here this month.</span></p>
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	<pubDate>Tue, 10 Jun 2014 16:10:53 +0000</pubDate>
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<td style="background-color: #000000;" width="520" align="left"><span style="font-size: 10px; font-family: franklin gothic medium; color: #aaa794;">The wounded man gazed up at Raiden, his eyes meeting those of the once Turk, he was going unrecognized. Shifting his gaze to Cloud, another figure he was fully aware of, thinking that in fact all three of them were significant. He smiled realizing the truth of the matter, wishing now that he had not given his life in a futile attempt to save the president, as Sephiroth was going to have is way in that matter.<br /> &#160;&#160;&#160;&#8221; <span style="color: #CF897D;">I see now, he was protecting the three of you, the president was simply a flight of fancy he couldn&#39;t let pass up.</span> &#8221; The man said, accepting his impending death and talking calmly now. &#8221; <span style="color: #CF897D;">After all, you are all <em>&#39;brothers&#39;</em> in a sense. Genesis will be back. Your friends, he knew you would come, he will find you again. He will not cease.</span> &#8221; The man said, his voice weakening now, his eyes glazed, he would soon loose consciousness. &#8221; <span style="color: #CF897D;">What he wants, is inside of you. I can&#39;t explain, if you want the truth you must seek it yourself, in the north the..re i.. is a v.. village.</span> &#8221; he struggled to finish as he slowly blacked out, fighting the sensation as long as he could before slipping into the unconscious realm, falling into darkness towards annihilation.<br />&#160;<br />Cloud had calmed, listening intently as the man spoke, coming closer to Raiden&#39;s side as the man&#39;s voice had lessened. Leaning close as the man blacked out he placed his hand on his shoulder, a solemn thank you. As he started to turn away he noticed a small plastic card laying on the floor next to the man, a key-card like the one they had found before. Impulsively Cloud picked the card up, noticing the man&#39;s picture and his name Reeve Tuesti. </span></td>
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	<pubDate>Tue, 10 Jun 2014 16:07:44 +0000</pubDate>
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<td style="background-color: #02053d;" width="520" align="left"><span style="font-family: tahoma; color: #a8a5ab;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="color: #a8a5ab;"><span style="color: #a8a5ab;"><span style="color: #a8a5ab;">The top floor of the ShinRa was full of disappointments CM-3 had never felt. He never had expectations of what would happen to him while in captivity. He knew it would be bad and ShinRa never disappointed, but now he would normally be thrown into wild emotions. Thankfully, or unforuntately, those emotions were gone. CM-3 stepped cool and composed into the mess his target had left. Raiden rushed to interrogate the guy, a good plan.<br /><br />CM-3 wanted to help get information, but any close interaction may prove bad. The failed experiment moved directly across the room from the wounded man and sat down with his sword horizontal to the ground and tip hitting the floor. His left hand went into his pocket to grab his green die which now had a red tiny as his right hand held his blade steady. His eyes stayed on the strange glow thinking about what Hojo had said. was this one of his friends turned into a monster. He would find out when he decided to roll it again, </span><span style="color: #a8a5ab;"><span style="color: #99ccff;">"Or we can make it swift."</span></span><span style="color: #a8a5ab;"> CM-3 directed his statement towards the man, but never took his eyes off the die.</span></span></span><br /></span></span></td>
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	<pubDate>Tue, 10 Jun 2014 14:03:11 +0000</pubDate>
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	<title>Sanarian on FF7: Chapter 4 ~ Midgar Rising</title>
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	<description><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-size: xx-small; font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">Raiden could scarcely believe the sight before him, the mangled body of President Shinra slumped in his chair and growing colder with every passing second. If the others had come further up the tower with them, they would have undoubtedly rejoiced at the sight. There was no sign of Sephiroth or Genesis in the room, however, and that left him gritting his teeth in frustration. They wouldn&#39;t find the answers they sought here, no they would have to continue this ridiculous game of cat and mouse they were playing. "I think <em>we&#39;re</em> the ones chasing a ghost." Raiden muttered angrily as he began to approach the dying man.<br /><br />"You&#39;re pretty screwed, with a wound like that." Raiden stated matter-of-factly as he stopped in front of the man, his arms folded as he stared down at him. If they were to continue forward they would need a scent to follow, and this corpse-to-be was there best hope for that. "but if you tell us which way Genesis and Sephiroth went, I swear we&#39;ll do everything in our power to <em>kill</em> them. What do you say?"</span></p>
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	<pubDate>Sun, 08 Jun 2014 17:11:46 +0000</pubDate>
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<td style="background-color: #000000;" width="520" align="left"><span style="font-size: 10px; font-family: franklin gothic medium; color: #aaa794;">There was a clear tension permeating the top floors of the Shinra HQ. Cloud&#39;s heart was racing, he truly feared what he would find, Sephiroth&#39;s fiery eyes that would meet his and something inside him would be revealed, there was no turning away now. Taking both a real and figurative step, Cloud began to ascend the stairs, his pulse rising as he climbed higher. The final floor of Shinra Headquarters was lavish, the smooth metallic floors crisscrossing in a pattern with fine carpeting of tans and black. In the In the center of the room a massive desk, shaped like a horse shoe, it&#39;s top housing the flickering light of monitor screens where President Shinra would track all the important data in his company. In the chair the corpse of the President of Shinra Electric Power Company was slumped, a pool of crimson blood oozing and growing on the floor. At the president&#39;s feet another man&#39;s body was leaning against the chair, his chest still moving up and down, his eyes tracking the new comers. The man was dressed fine, in a blue suit with a bright read tie, both stained with blood. His face was distinct featuring a dark mustache and goatee, though he was pale.<br /> &#160;&#160;&#160;&#8221; <span style="color: #C48073;">Not what you were expecting to find up here is it?</span> &#8221; The man spoke, his arms clutching at a deep wound in his chest like the wound of the president caused by Sephiroth&#39;s blade, his style clear and present. &#8221; <span style="color: #C48073;">If you&#39;re looking for Sephiroth he&#39;s gone, chasing a <em>&#39;ghost&#39;</em>.</span> &#8221; The main said with a cough that sent blood running down his chin and onto his fine blue suit jacket and the collar of his pressed white dress shirt.<br /> &#160;&#160;&#160;&#8221; <span style="color: #f7f7a5;">He&#39;s.. he&#39;s not even here!</span> &#8221; Cloud said, the anger and frustration in his voice breaking free and booming though the openness of the president&#39;s office. &#8221; <span style="color: #f7f7a5;">After all of this, he&#39;s not even here!</span> &#8221; Cloud continued as tears began to stream down his face, the feeling of hopelessness grasping him by the soul and pulling.<br /> </span></td>
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	<pubDate>Tue, 03 Jun 2014 15:37:55 +0000</pubDate>
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<td style="background-color: #02053d;" width="520" align="left"><span style="font-family: tahoma; color: #a8a5ab;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="color: #a8a5ab;"><span style="color: #a8a5ab;"><span style="color: #a8a5ab;">Tsuna waited unmoving during the elevator ride. His life goal had been taken from him and he had nothing left. Nothing, but pure rage. With Hojo, he wanted to show no matter what he did to him, he still had his diginity and class. He had no such disposition with the ones that killed him. They would recieve all the pain ShinRa delivered onto him.<br /><br />As he exited the elevator, Tsuna removed his sword and put the tip to the rug, cutting it as he walked. His body moved as if by a machine, his eyes darting around the room to take everything in. The blood trail was an easy sign to follow, but traps may lurk in other areas. Tsuna wanted to speak to his allies had he once had, but his mind stopped him. He had nothing things to worry about than idle chit chat. CM-3 was out to play.</span></span></span><br /></span></span></td>
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	<title>Sanarian on FF7: Chapter 4 ~ Midgar Rising</title>
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	<description><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-size: xx-small; font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">Once they were inside the elevator he moved to the open glass once more, taking in one last sight of the city so far below. &#39;<em>Might be the last time I see a view like this. I just wish it wasn&#39;t of this city.&#39;</em> Raiden mused as they rode the elevator, until the tell-tale bing hit his ears, notifying the group that they had gone as far as they could on the elevator. Raiden quickly stepped out of the elevator, just a few steps behind Cloud, and whistled at the lavish finery that decorated this floor. If he hadn&#39;t known better he&#39;d have assumed this was a penthouse floor, not the offices of the most powerful members of the <em>Shinra Electric Power Company</em>.<br /><br />As they made their way to the staircase that would take them to the presidential office, he couldn&#39;t help but take note of the lack of living <em>or</em> dead people. Raiden was certain that there was something strange about all of this, but he wasn&#39;t sure if it was as simple as Cloud would have them believe. As they approached their destination, the staircase to the presiden&#39;t office, a bloody trail moving up the stairway made itself obvious. &#8220;You think so?&#8221; Raiden questioned sarcastically, eyes still fixated upon the blood stain. &#8220;I&#39;d guess the trail of blood is an invitation of sorts, so let&#39;s not keep our hosts waiting.&#8221; Raiden began to move up the stairs, neither hand anywhere near his weaponry. Those responsible for this had much and more to answer for before they met with their fates.</span></p>
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<td style="background-color: #000000;" width="520" align="left"><span style="font-size: 10px; font-family: franklin gothic medium; color: #aaa794;">IN shock Cloud was oblivious to Raiden&#39;s approach and as he was swiftly kicked down his instincts kicked in, flailing he turned to meet eye to eye with Raiden. The pain visible in his eyes as they connected Cloud couldn&#39;t convey in words what was happening within him, how responsible he felt, but he understood that Raiden and Tsuna were not going to let him go on alone, even if he deeply wished they would.<br /> &#160;&#160;&#160;&#8221; <span style="color: #f7f7a5;">If this is the end, at least I know that my life, or what I remember of it, wasn&#39;t a waste.</span> &#8221; Cloud said to his friends as he pulled himself up from the elevator floor.<br /> With all three on board Cloud pressed the button for floor sixty-nine, the end of the line for the elevator The wide was swift, as they only had two floors to rise, when the doors opened and Cloud had moved out of the lobby and entered the main area he was taken aback by the grandeur of it all, the two massive staircases complete with lavish purple rugs that turn upwards to the final floor. Around him Cloud took in little, the deserted nature of the floor which would usually be bustling with activity and aides running back and forth, many of their offices located on this level.<br /> &#160;&#160;&#160;&#8221; <span style="color: #f7f7a5;">We&#39;re in the right place.</span> &#8221; Cloud said as he reached the foot of the stairs, a trail of now familiar crimson red leading upwards on the right side. Lifting his boot he took the first step and stairs upwards. </span></td>
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<td style="background-color: #02053d;" width="520" align="left"><span style="font-family: tahoma; color: #a8a5ab;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="color: #a8a5ab;"><span style="color: #a8a5ab;"><span style="color: #a8a5ab;">Tsuna&#39;s body knelt there drained. This gave him no satisfication, but it seemed he would never get that. The ping of the elevator got his attention. Why Cloud leaving without him? His mind was in a fog barely able to understand it, it reeled from the change. Raiden&#39;s words split the fog, but only by introducing a little more anger. Tsuna got back to his feet and began walking towards the elevator, </span><span style="color: #a8a5ab;"><span style="color: #99ccff;">"<em>My</em> mess originally ended with him. Those who took this away from me will pay." </span></span><span style="color: #a8a5ab;">Tsuna grabbed his sword from the groudn and putit into the sheath, but as he reached the elevator he looked back to see his hat lying on the elevator floor. He made no move to get it, just waited for the elevator to go.</span></span></span><br /></span></span></td>
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	<description><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-size: xx-small; font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;">Raiden continued to sulk as he sat against the wall. In the midst of his frenzy of thoughts it dawned upon him that their friends were likely the fiends they had fought below, if Hojo was to be believed, and that left him feeling an overwhelming sense of guilt. The very idea that they were responsible for the deaths of the lives they had come here to save was utterly terrifying.<br /><br /> If their current behavior was indicative of their state of mind the others weren&#39;t handling the situation very well either. Tsuna was in a half-mad rage, screaming while trying to destroy what was left of Hojo; and Cloud seemed utterly defeated, as if he felt that their entire quest had been for nothing. When his friend made way for the elevator, instinct told him that Cloud intended to continue on without them. <em>&#39;Why not let him? It&#39;s his fault we&#39;re in this mess.&#39;</em> It wasn&#39;t true though, even if he would&#39;ve liked it to be so. They had come of their own volition, and it wasn&#39;t just Cloud&#39;s burden to bear.<br /><br />Raiden leaned forward and used his left hand to get on his feet, before making way for the elevator to join Cloud. &#8220;Oi, Tsuna. If you want to abandon everything that&#39;s fine, but you know this mess is far bigger than <em>him.</em> Is his death all you wanted to sate your hunger? I&#39;d thought you were a bit more vengeful than that, for some reason.&#8221; Raiden stated it with a tone cold as ice. If his friend was in a deep, dark hole he would gladly offer his help&#8230; but in the end Tsuna had to be the one to make that decision, all he could do was try to push him onto the right path.<br /><br />Once he was near the elevator he approached behind Cloud, and lifted up his left foot and booted the ex-SOLDIER in the ass with the flat of his shoe. Raiden&#39;s expression was a twisted mixture of determination, arrogance, pain, and anger as he spoke. &#8220;You&#39;re the fuckin&#39; worst of us all,&#8221; he lifted his boot to kick at Cloud once more. &#8220;trying to continue on your own, so you can what? Get a quick and easy death? Not on my watch. Damn it all if I let you try to deal with this mess on your own. We could&#39;ve left if we had wanted, but we didn&#39;t. World doesn&#39;t revolve around you, Cloud.&#8221; Raiden lifted up his boot to kick at Cloud once more, though this time he offered a reassuring smile. &#8220;I don&#39;t know about Tsuna, but I ain&#39;t down and out just yet.&#8221;</span></p>
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<td style="background-color: #000000;" width="520" align="left"><span style="font-size: 10px; font-family: franklin gothic medium; color: #aaa794;">Cloud stood expressionless, his mind failing to react to the words Hojo had spoken. Around him Tsuna was in a rage but he was unable to process the grief, the hurt that followed him everywhere he went. He felt heavy, responsible for everything, had his friends not come to his aide they would surely still be alive, he was a poison. Blank he turned away from the grizzly scene, slowly moving towards the lobby and the elevator. Cloud was unsure if at this point his friends would follow, deep down he hoped they would not. He didn&#39;t know what awaited him on the top level, Sephiroth was there but was Genesis as well. Cloud wondered where he had heard that name before, it was relevant, he knew that much, but he wondered why.<br /> &#160;&#160;&#160;&#8221; <span style="color: #f7f7a5;">Whatever this is, it ends tonight.</span> &#8221; Cloud said aloud, talking confidence into himself, knowing all to well that he would likely be walking towards his death, a death he secretly coveted. Pressing the call button as he reached the elevator Cloud waited as the doors opened, not looking back.<br /> </span></td>
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<td style="background-color: #02053d;" width="520" align="left"><span style="font-family: tahoma; color: #a8a5ab;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="color: #a8a5ab;"><span style="color: #a8a5ab;"><span style="color: #a8a5ab;">As the rage subsided to a point of feral control, Tsuna took in the room and saw what it was, destroyed. Someone had got here first, Hojo&#39;s voice echoed through his ears as he saw the body lying on the ground. Another goal taken from him. Tsuna ran over to the near corpse and put his blade towards the man that was already about to die. He wanted to stab him so bad, but the kill would not be his and his words seemed to give clues to who took his goals, but he barely took him in.<br /><br />Tsuna watched as the man that caused him so much pain seemed to die so easily. It was the worst thing he had seen in his terrible life. The rage boiled up and he forgot about everyone in the room besides him and the corpse. </span><span style="color: #a8a5ab;"><span style="color: #99ccff;">"YOU BASTARD!"</span></span><span style="color: #a8a5ab;"> Tsuna grabbed the corspe by the collar, </span><span style="color: #a8a5ab;"><span style="color: #99ccff;">"I was suppose to kill you! You were mine!"</span></span><span style="color: #a8a5ab;"> CM-3 tossed the corpse across the room and slammed into the lab wall. CM-3 dashed after him and began punching the corpse over and over, uttering curses the whole time. The weak bodied scientist crumbled against his blows. The corspe soon became unreconizable. When Tsuna had seen what he had done, he stopped stunned. Even in death the man controlled him. A terrible howl exploded from Tsuna. He kneeled stuned unable to process what had just happened.</span></span></span><br /></span></span></td>
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	<title>Sanarian on FF7: Chapter 4 ~ Midgar Rising</title>
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	<description><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-size: xx-small; font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"><em>&#39;Professor Hojo knew all three of us?&#39; </em>Raiden thought, utterly confused at this turn of events. Even during his tenure as a Turk his interactions with the Professor had been<em> limited</em> at best, certainly nothing worth remembering him over. Raiden could only assume that Hojo had been involved in whatever had took place that night in Nibelheim. Just as his mind began to consider the possibilities he heard mention of their friends, and his thoughts snapped back to their present situation.<br /><br />If Hojo was to be believed their friends were <em>no more than fiends</em> now, and someone named <em>Genesis</em> was responsible for it. "I could believe that Sephiroth was responsible for<em> </em>all of... <em>this</em>..." Raiden paused for a moment, glancing at the corpse before walking away and crumbling to a sitting position against a nearby wall. "but if <em>his</em> claims are true, we&#39;ve got two guys so far beyond our level now and our friends are lost to us now. What the hell did we come all this way for? Damn it all."</span></p>
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<td style="background-color: #000000;" width="520" align="left"><span style="font-size: 10px; font-family: franklin gothic medium; color: #aaa794;">The steady flicker of the overhead lights reflected off the large glass pane separating the lobby from the laboratory. Cloud&#39;s eyes widened as he caught sight of the scene within, the splatter of blood across the coils of piping, the metallic walls, and the consoles. The crimson splatter lead Cloud&#39;s eye across the large room, past a collection of shattered tubes, large enough for who knows what. The liquid that once filled the tubes pooled on the floor, some trickling slowly into grates. Cloud&#39;s eyes continued until in the far corner the trail of blood ended oozing from white coated corpse.  <br /> &#160;&#160;&#160;&#8221; <span style="color: #f7f7a5;">What happened here?</span> &#8221; Cloud said, the swirl of his mind trying to piece together his history in this place, of the face of the fallen man. Turning towards Tsuna he could see the fire in his eyes, he had recognized the body. The name swirled in Cloud&#39;s mind, &#39;Yes Hojo&#39; he thought.<br /> Shifting, Cloud moved towards the nearby door, which stood open, the slot where a key-card would be inserted a sparking tangle of wires. Cloud traversed the room quickly, reaching the fallen man. Hovering for a moment a vision of Nibelheim, of this man, and of Zack danced through his mind, it&#39;s significance lost. A few moments past and suddenly in a move that send Cloud a step back Hojo twitched and rolled over to face Cloud. Their eyes met, Cloud&#39;s drifting slowly to the gaping wound in his midsection, he would not live long.<br /> &#160;&#160;&#160;&#8221; <span style="color: #CC8476;">You&#8230; the three of you. Ha.. HA!</span> &#8221; Hojo murmured, his volume growing as he ended with a laugh. &#8221; <span style="color: #CC8476;">What a cruel.. cruel fate. He.. shows up today, the day the three of you return to me, how tragic.</span> &#8221; Hojo continued to speak, his voice growing weaker. &#8221; <span style="color: #CC8476;">If you&#39;re looking for your friends.. He got to them first. They&#39;re.. no more than fiends no..w..</span> &#8221; He spoke, coughing up blood.<br /> &#160;&#160;&#160;&#8221; <span style="color: #f7f7a5;">Sephiroth!?</span> &#8221; Cloud shouted, the rage in him growing.<br /> &#160;&#160;&#160;&#8221; <span style="color: #CC8476;">N.. No. He woul.. would n.. not harm.. me. Ev.. even though.. he hate..hates me.</span> &#8221; Hojo struggled to speak, his chest heaving, struggling for breath. &#8221; <span style="color: #CC8476;">G.. Genesis.</span> &#8221; He exclaimed with his last breath before his eyes went glassy and his body relaxed, the steady flow of crimson red slowing as his heart stopped beating.<br /> </span></td>
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<td style="background-color: #02053d;" width="520" align="left"><span style="font-family: tahoma; color: #a8a5ab;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="color: #a8a5ab;"><span style="color: #a8a5ab;"><span style="color: #a8a5ab;">The ride on the elevator was a calming one. They had finally reached their goal and Tsuna was glad to have this moment of reprieve. When the elevators doors opened and Tsuna saw the laboratory, it felt as if time stopped. Flashes of his childhood came back. Each being in this lab. Scientists surrounded him. Some played with equipment while others took notes. Each memory came with flashes of pain.<br /><br />The sound of his allies&#39; voices brought him back, but rage overtook him. His body shook and his lips pulled back in a snarl. His right hand of its own accord reached back to grabbed his sword right from its sheath and legs ran forward and jumped towards the glass in front of them. Tsuna brought the bottom of his hilt against the glass,</span><span style="color: #a8a5ab;"><span style="color: #99ccff;"> "HOJO!" </span></span><span style="color: #a8a5ab;">Tsuna spat as he screamed out the name that has haunted him his whole life. His eyes so full of rage they seemed to be able to bore through the glass.</span></span></span><br /></span></span></td>
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