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Traverse Town was quiet today. There was a big heartless attack and has kept all those without battle experience inside. District 3 was especially quiet. No one usually came here unless they were going between districts or training for the Resistance. Leon decide after yesterday, they had enough training for two days and could relax, something they all loved. Some had found new loved ones and want to be with them, the other side fearing for them all yesterday. The damage was minimul thanks to the Resistance, plus the heartless didn't care much for destroying the houses, they wanted hearts.
It was here, on this day, thats something was coming to Traverse Town not by gummi ship and was not heartless. Something flew through the sky, well moves would be a better way to describe it. It didn't actually seem to move except spatially. As it came closer and closer, it seemed to be a tiger with an old man on top. The tiger landed in the middle of the District 3 plaze and growled with frustation. The tiger had a beautfiful golden coat with its strips popping against the other color, obviously in good health. The old man wore an aged grey hat with matching robes that covered his entire body. His white beard reached down to his chest and waved as he got off the tiger that shock and moved with joy, “Oh girl, it wasn't that bad.” The old man patted the tiger. She growled, but did not moved, “That wasn't my fault. How would I know they liked your pelt?” The tiger moved and responded with a growl, “Well, maybe you should do what I do and age. Not my fault your pelts so beautiful.”That got the wolf going and she pawed at him, but now claws extended.“Aww!” The man moved away from the tiger and looked around, “Now where are we?”The tiger growled without much enthusiasm, “Hey, you were driving.” The tiger just shoot her head as he the man sat down and she said beside him, her head in range for him to pet.
Locke's mind was filled with images from the past, the beauty of his home world, rolling hills, untouched mountain ranges. He floated over these places, these memories as lucid as ever, looking down upon them, longing for the feeling that he was home. Opening his eyes the eternal night of Twlight Town came back, his vision gone, his heart ached. Shaking himself awake Locke looked about, he had fallen asleep sitting at a small table outside of a small cafe, the town seemed empty, he wondered where everyone had gone. Standing, Locke started away from the cafe, his boots clicking against the brick paved street. ” There's no adventure here, this place.. How could I end up here? ” Locke said to himself as he walked through the street, his eyes drifting up to the night sky. Staring he swore that he saw something move, looking on it came closer and appeared to be an odd man actually riding on the back of a flying tiger. Locke was amazed by the sight, things like this did not happen in his world, as so far they had not happened in the world that was Twilight Town either. Standing with a look of bewilderment on his face Locke watched the duo land twenty meters ahead of him, in the center of a small plaza.
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5:01 pm June 22, 2014
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The old man relaxed while he petted his tiger, it seemed being in strange places wasn't odd to them. As Locke came into view, the wizened old man picked his head up, causing his hat to fall over his eyes. Aftering picking the hat back up, he moved to his feet with the tiger following suit, “Hello good man. I'm hoping you could help me out.” The man waved with his tiger trotting behind him, “My name is…” The man cocked his head to the side, “What is my name?” He looked at Locke then to his tiger who growled, “Thats right. My name is Nabzif.” Nabzif scratched his hat as if that didn't seem right. His tiger laughed a little and his shot her an angry look, “Sorry, its Fizban,” Fizban tightened up as he said his name and looked at his tiger, “And this is Kaz. Kaz the minotuar.” Kaz came up from behind Fizban as if the show herself off, “Could you tell us where we are?”
Locke stood rigid watching the elder man closely, noting that he was speaking the tiger, and acting as if the tiger was speaking back. As the man fumbled with his hat Locke simply looked on, really not sure what to think, had he arrived in this place like this man? Confused? Locke was unsure, but it seemed he was about to find out. ” N.. Nice to meet all of you. Uh, this is Traverse Town. I'm fairly new here myself, I don't exactly recall arriving here, just sorta woke up here one day, it was almost like my whole life was a dream. ” Locke spoke, doing his best to keep an eye on the tiger, secretly worried that it might attack all of them at any moment. ” From what I understand our worlds are being destroyed by creatures called heartless, it all sounds crazy but damned if it isn't true, since I've been here I've seen some of the things myself. A local group keeps them at bay, I've actually considered joining them. ” He finished speaking, his eyes still on the tiger, hoping that maybe this Fizban would do some explaining of his own.
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6:43 pm June 22, 2014
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Fizban look at Locke with the intensity of something truly interested, nodding most of the way through, “Traverse Town you say?” Fizban looked around the area and pointing at various places as he talked, “I did think this place look familiar. Doesn't that look like?” Kaz nodded and growled, “I think so and that place. Now didn't that place sell the best steak and cheese?” Kaz roared in agreement, “It sure did, wasn't even in philly neither.” Fizban took a piece of white parchment from his robe. Looking worse for ware with its tattered edges. “Give me a moment to consult my map.” The old man squatted and Kaz came up to the map. From Locke's vantage point, he only saw a blank piece of parchment, “Ok, so we're here.” Kaz nodded, “But you were suppose take us here.” Kaz growled and tapped the paper, “Sure space winds. Whatever you say.” Kaz moved back, fur a little higher than before. “We met a few on our travels. Nasty creatures. What planet do you come from?
Locke listened intently now as the man spoke, having produced a odd sheet of paper which he was consulting like a map. Locke wondered if perhaps this old man and his flying tiger and whatever the other thing was had actually been able the travel between worlds, a thought that meant he might be able to travel back to his own world. There was an excitement growing in the young man now and he quickly stepped forward attempting to get a look at the map, thinking that as a treasure hunter it could be useful. ” They called my world Gaia, I don't remember much about arriving here though. Some people have said that their worlds were destroyed, they remember it all, I don't have this memory. ” Locke was speaking, still trying his best to get a look at the map in the man's hands/ ” Does that mean that my home might still exist? There are people there I have to care for, They need me. ” Locke stopped, his mind wandering to the people he had let down, hoping that they were doing okay without him.
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11:02 am June 23, 2014
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The old man's face drooped and so did the tigers for just a moment, and went back to a happier expression, “Yes, Gaia beautiful planet. Confusing though.” Kaz pawed Fizban in the leg and hopped in it slightly, “What?! It is! Looks like the galaxy sneezed and what came out was Gaia.” Kaz didn't take too kindly to this, biting Fizban this time on the same leg, blood dripped from her fangs, “OW! Ok, ok I get it.” The bite seemed to do something to Fizban as he looked intensely into Locke's eyes, as if seeing into his soul, “I'm sorry, kid. Heartless got Gaia's heart, but that doesn't mean your friends are gone for good. If we get it back, we could probably remake the planet. Wouldn't be easy though.” Fizban seem to steer deeper as he paused, “Now tell me, what it is you truly seek?”
Locke's expression chnaged when Fizban expressed that Gaia was gone, that the heartless had captured the heart of the world. Not exactly understanding he just nodded, assuming this was the worst news he could receive. He had heard stories in Traverse Town about heartless destroying worlds, he didn't know if he believed it, maybe he just wanted to not believe it for the sake of his own home. The idea of joining the resistance grew in him at this moment, he would need something to do, some way to help others from suffering this same fate, and if protecting this place was the start, he would do all he could. ” If my world truly is gone, then I have to stop it from happening to other worlds. ” Locke said bluntly, his usual sarcasm gone completely. ” After all, it's what a true seeker of adventure like myself would do, is it not? ” He asked, his body language showing sadness.
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11:37 am June 23, 2014
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Fizban's gazed eases up and he smiled, “You have grown much Locke Cole and for that I respect you. You will become a fierce warrior one day, but for now…Now, you'll have to discover yourself.” In the blink of an eyes, Fizban pushed the top of Locke's head backwards. A light grew from his hands and spread till it was all Locke could see. The length of time falling seemed too long as the light faded and there was only darkness.
Sense of time dissappeared as Locke fell. Darkness was all he saw until he landed on something hard, a metallic sound crunched below him. His body lay at an angle and when looked around he saw light from two torch lights on either side of a alcove with a bare alter. Around and under him he was surrounded by gold coins. So much gold that from certain angles the torchlight was blinding. The room seemed to be a cave of sorts, but with no exit or entrance. The ceiling was black so could go on forever, but the chamber itself was not large, about 4 yards wide and 9 yards long, but the gold it contained would keep even a king's children rich.
Locke's reflexes seized up as the man reached out a touched him, a blinding light streaming from the man's finger as it came in contact with Locke. It was a odd experience, things seemed to go psychedelic for a moment, his body losing it's sense of weight and time, as if it was suspended in some kind of darkness. Locke was lucid for the experience, simply wondering if this was what it was like when a world ceased to exist. When his sense of feeling returned it was like he had arrived in a new place, s small chamber lit by just two torches. He turned his head, finding gold all around him, a sight that triggered some in Locke, his love of treasure and the adventure in finding it. ” What.. what is this place and what have you done to me? ” Locke asked the darkness around him, wondering if in the shadows someone lurked, perhaps the old man Fizban. ” I did not ask for this, explain yourself. ” He continued, unable to put much emotion into his words, his eyes fixated on the glimmer.
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6:52 pm June 24, 2014
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The light from the torches seemed to change direction ad the glimmer turned into a flash of blinding light. The flash was quick, but when Locke turned his eyes to the same gold, the glimmer was dull, lifless. Starting with the top most coins and going down till it reached them all, the coins seemed to dissolve, turning into ash. The ash never seemed to accumulate, at the end leaving a layer about a quarter inch over all the area the gold covered. The light of the room did not diminish even without the reflective surface, but the alter between the torches was no longer bare. What was now on the alter was a a picture frame made of simple wood. In the picture frame was a blank piece of parchment, not the same size as Fizban's, but the same in every other aspect.
Locke was amazed by the events going on around him, if he did not know any better he would be sure he was dreaming, his legs still propped up on the small table outside of the cafe on the gaslit corner of a street in Traverse Town. As the brightness grew Locke instinctively raised his arms to shield his eyes from the light which almost burned. As the light faded and the room seemingly changed Locke became fixated on the new object, a aged wooden frame inside of which was a peace of old parchment, much like the paper that he had seen the strange old man holding, consulting the layout of the universe almost. ” What is this, why is all of this happening?! ” Locke shouted, his frustration growing at his lack of control over the situation, and the fear of the unknown, a sense he was unused to. ” Am I suppose to take this? ” He asked the darkness, deciding it was the only option that made sense. Reaching, the man clutched the wooden frame and lifted it from it's resting place, turning to look at the, wondering if it could be unclasped and released.
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7:34 pm June 24, 2014
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The wooden frame began to glow warmer than any of the golden coins. The temperature or light of the glow was not uncomfortable in any way. As the glow came on, the blank parchment changed into the face of Locke's father, at the age and time he was remembered as. The ink from the parmachment seemed to peel off and created a cyclone around beside the frame. The cyclone dissolved showing his father in the flesh, at least appearance wise. A feeling tickled into Locke's mind knowing his hand would pass through if he touched him. His father's expression was that of a proud smiled. As Locke's father looked at him, the frame began to burn, leaving no lasting damages on Locke's hands. Even after being let go, the flame continued to hover at the same level. Once the frame was gone, the flame smoked out, but instead of dissipating the smoke came together in a solid form of a dagger, still at the same level as the frame and hovered there, dark against the brightness of the chamber.
The light from the torches seemed to change direction ad the glimmer turned into a flash of blinding light. The flash was quick, but when Locke turned his eyes to the same gold, the glimmer was dull, lifless. Starting with the top most coins and going down till it reached them all, the coins seemed to dissolve, turning into ash. The ash never seemed to accumulate, at the end leaving a layer about a quarter inch over all the area the gold covered. The light of the room did not diminish even without the reflective surface, but the alter between the torches was no longer bare. What was now on the alter was a a picture frame made of simple wood. In the picture frame was a blank piece of parchment, not the same size as Fizban's, but the same in every other aspect.
OOC: Upon touching the smoke dagger, it becomes the appearance of the limit break with possibly some flair that has to do with the essence of the limit break.
As Locke lifted the heavy wooden frame he was amazed as it seemed to start to transform in his hands, the solidness of it shifted to a smoke which after a few moments had reconfigured itself into the shap eof a dagger. The room was bright now and Locke looked around, unsure about the situation he found himself in. Feeling a instinct within him he touched the dagger and it began to glow bright yellow, like an aura which surrounded the blade but as soon as it has started it stopped and soon everything around hime was turning to ash, returning itself to a natural form. ” None of this makes any sense, my father, this place, the dagger, I just want to see my friends again. ” Locke spoke, as if he was pleading with himself and the place to return him to Gaia or at the least Traverse Town, some place more real.
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12:43 pm June 26, 2014
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The flash from the smoke blade filled the room for the second it was there. The air in the room felt heavy as if it were waiting for something. The smoke blade came together again and formed into Locke's normal dagger, but this was held that yellow aura around it. The dagger fell into Locke's hand and the chamber began to shake, but it never seemed to touch him, as if he were floating just above it. Pieces of the chamber fell below into the darkness unseen. This continued to happen until the entire chamber was gone and Locke was once again in darkness. The event was disorienting, but Locke was physical untouched. Locke felt no feeling of falling.
Locke lingered with the dagger in his hand, the only source of light, for a few moments then he felt him behind pulled forward, or was everything being sent behind him? A light appeared in the distance and grew as Locke got closer. As Locke reached the light, it blinded for a moment and when he could see, he saw Traverse Town. A tiger, Kaz, licked his face as he layed on the ground where Fizban had pushed him, but the old wizard was no where to be seen.
Locke grasped the glowing dagger as the world seemed to fall apart all around him. It was hard to maintain focus as it seemed he was returning to darkness, the only light that of the dagger. As he came to he saw the tiger, which licked his face but the old man was nowhere. Locke jolted up quickly, his head turning from left to right, taking in the sights of Traverse Town, a place he had never thought he would be so happy to see. ” Old man, where are you and what was that? ” Locke said loudly, searching all around for the old man, now unconcerned with the tiger, simply seeking answers for the ordeal he had just been put though. ” You know something, something about this place and our worlds! ” Locke continued, hoping and praying that he could get an answer.
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11:24 am June 29, 2014
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Kaz moved her head back as if confused and looked around, trying to find who Locke was speaking too. She was just a tiger. As if to console him, Kaz rubbed her body against Locke's body and purred. Making her way back towards the front of Locke, Kaz began to float into the air. When she was about 3 feet in the air, what seemed to be a smile crossed the tigers lips as she sailed off into space.
OOC: Limit Break Level 1 Unlocked.
11:24 am June 29, 2014
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Kaz moved her head back as if confused and looked around, trying to find who Locke was speaking too. She was just a tiger. As if to console him, Kaz rubbed her body against Locke's body and purred. Making her way back towards the front of Locke, Kaz began to float into the air. When she was about 3 feet in the air, what seemed to be a smile crossed the tigers lips as she sailed off into space.
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