dancingwaterformingbonds:

brokencatalyst:

A sly grin shifting up his face, Vanitas took a low sprint in Aqua’s direction, before disappearing under the ground beneath them. The rumbling came quickly, allowing Aqua just enough time to heal her wound before the shaking ground delivered Vanitas closer and ever closer to his target. But he didn’t seem too anxious to go straight from Point A to Point B. No, instead, he wormed his way around her, seeming to circle the older Wielder. Toying with her. Taunting with her. Vanitas had come here to face Aqua. He knew this round was on his terms. And he was taking full advantage of it.

Aqua had a trouble keeping up with Vanitas’ movement. He was fast, very fast- the thought of how much he resembled Ven in this respect became more and more prevelant in her mind. Finally, she had an idea.

(Wait… If he relies on speed just as much as Ventus… Maybe he got some of the same weakpoints too then…!)

Aqua knew that she was gambling, but this was her only chance. She quickly thought through all her training sessions with her younger friend… Then she stood there, positioned, and waited for Vanitas to engage her. It would all be a matter of the timing then…

Vanitas did close the gap between him and Aqua, gradually working his way in a spiral sort of motion towards his enemy, switching direction now and then. Just as it seemed he was in range, Vanitas changed his movement patterns, suddenly moving around Aqua in a pattern similar to that of a pentagram, continually shooting just past Aqua until he hit his thirteenth crossover.

At this point, Vanitas leaped after the bait, firing himself straight out of the ground and making another rapier-like arc at Aqua with his Keyblade, the metallic shades of the Void Gear reflecting warm light from the source overhead.

We’re Revamping Tumblr Hearts

tumblrhearts:

Foreword

There has been a serious inactivity problem in this roleplay.  As such, we have decided it is best to revamp Tumblr Hearts.  This will require a bit of work on everybody’s part, but if you didn’t want to write and participate, then why are you here?

Seriously - in this post, you will find a lot of information on the new hiatus and probation systems.

Attention

If you do not reblog this post by 14 January 2013, we will take you off the masterlist.  That said, the buck does not stop there.

You must be active this month. That means that you must post more than what is queued; you must reply to people - do things.  You must be active at least one day every week of January.  Again, if you do not reblog this post by 14 January 2013, then we will take you off the masterlist.  Do not “heart” this post; reblog it.

Your URL will be logged in case you wish to challenge the removal. You must challenge the removal by 1 February 2013.  (More on challenges below.)

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dancingwaterformingbonds:

Aqua missed the small window she was given, just by a split-second. She wasn’t Ven after all, so speed wasn’t quite as much her strength as it was his. Before she could even realize that Vanitas was already gone and that what she was facing was just left behind image, already she felt the weapon painfully striking her from behind. Getting away as quickly as possible, Aqua jumped. The back was throbbing. The pain was great. She tried to get some distance on Vanitas, then quickly rose her Keyblade to cast “Curaga”.

A sly grin shifting up his face, Vanitas took a low sprint in Aqua’s direction, before disappearing under the ground beneath them. The rumbling came quickly, allowing Aqua just enough time to heal her wound before the shaking ground delivered Vanitas closer and ever closer to his target. But he didn’t seem too anxious to go straight from Point A to Point B. No, instead, he wormed his way around her, seeming to circle the older Wielder. Toying with her. Taunting with her. Vanitas had come here to face Aqua. He knew this round was on his terms. And he was taking full advantage of it.

sea-salt-summer-days:

“Vanitas. That name..it has a nice sound to it.” Olette said placing her palm on her cheek. She suddenly remembered about the bag she had in her other hand and it’s contents- Her favorite snack: Sea salt ice cream. ”Gah!” She yelped. 

She thought about what she should do seeing as how the weather was pretty warm and the ice creams were slowly melting. Maybe she should give one to Vanitas to honor their acquaintance. 

“Here I want to give you something.” Olette said while going through her cluttered bag full of four ice creams and a handful of small candies.

“Have one. I bought an extra ice cream in case Pence wanted another one, but I think you deserve it more. I’m sure Pence will understand.” Olette said as she handed Vanitas a wrapped ice cream. “It’s good. You may have had many types of ice creams before, but I promise no ice cream you tried before can ever compare to this special taste. Though, you might want to start eating it quick before it melts at a faster rate and becomes a puddle.” 

Vanitas was struck by confusion as Olette replied. His name sounded nice? That couldn’t possibly have been the Master’s intention when he came up with it. Come to think of it, what did Vanitas even mean? Pfft, like it mattered. It was just a stupid word, after all.

As the boy tried to lay the matter to rest in his mind, his new friend-of-sorts offered him a kind of ice cream. Vanitas reached a gloved hand outwards to Olette taking the ice cream with an inward hesitance, not thinking to bother with a thanks, and ripping through the packet. Then, Vanitas realised he had opened the wrong end, what might be considered an urban rookie mistake.

Grasping the wrapped end (and the stick), Vanitas pulled down the rest of the packaging slowly. In fact, he was so engrossed in getting this part right that, as he moved the tip of the dessert towards his mouth, Vanitas could do nothing but look dumbly onwards as it hit his mask.

“Oh.” He mumbled, thinking quietly to himself on the topic of how he could proceed next. To Olette, of course, Vanitas was simply staring at this ice cream with a wet, coloured smear upon the dome of his helmet.

dancingwaterformingbonds:

Aqua had of course known that a single shotlock would not bring down Vanitas, neither would she had the time to charge another when he was so fast and quick to get back on his feet - a trait he shared with Ventus, as Aqua randomly noticed as she quickly thought through their respective positions, trying to determine what step to take next. Finally, she just brought up her keyblade before her body, trying to block Vanitas’ next attack. If she was lucky, it’d throw him off-balance and she’d have a chance for a counterstrike.

The Master’s block served it’s purpose. As Vanitas swung his keyblade in a quick arc, he found himself pushed away from his target, instinctively turning his face away, anticipating that Aqua would use the time that her maneuver had given her to strike back. He went very still, very quickly, for a brief moment. It was as if an invisible hook had yanked his neck to break an attempt at fleeing.

Only a small window of opportunity had been granted to Aqua to see through his ruse, for the vision of Vanitas that had been caught in a lasting snapshot quickly dissipated, signalling an incoming attack. Without any gap, Vanitas’ true figure propelled itself from nothingness, not too high above Aqua, stabbing towards her with the tip of his keyblade in a motion fuelled by rage and envy.

((I decide to check back here real quick when I realise that I’ve actually missed a couple of welcoming posts entirely. Sorry, I’m just a dork! ^^; ))

sea-salt-summer-days:

For now I’m allowed to come back to my actual house (it sounds confusing considering I said I was going to be gone for two weeks but the whole issue is a whole confusing thing and today it was decided to suddenly come back. I’ve been staying at my sister’s place.) So I’m going to reply to the posts before my internet get’s taken away again. 

By the way, thank you brokencatalyst  for such a kind message! (*v*) I’ve been dealing with a lot lately but it’s all getting somehow better and hopefully they will resolve soon.

((Ah, don’t mention it. Just glad that things sound like they’re getting better, Olette-mun. With any luck, the load on your shoulders will let up soon. Moving between houses and having internet restricted is a pain and rather stressful, I know, so believe me - it gets better quicker than you think.

Also, just noticed that this is your first time RPing. Can I just say…wow? xD I’m impressed. I was terrible when I started off! Yeah, okay, I was eleven. But still.))

((ooc)) Hey everyone! I’m going to be inactive for the next 2 weeks because of personal, drama issues and I won’t be able to respond to anything because I’m not going to have internet where I’m going. Sorry. ; _;

((No problem, Olette-mun! Sorry to hear you’re having having IRL troubles; I hope they resolve themselves soon. Remember, we’re all rooting for you! Good luck and seeya later~))

sea-salt-summer-days:

brokencatalyst:

sea-salt-summer-days:

“I mean a lot of things. Happiness can be processed though different ways. You asked me why I’m happy, right? I’m happy because of my friends and the memories I make with them.” Olette said with a. “Do you have any friends you can make memories with?”

Olette stared at the masked boy wondering if it felt hot inside the mask. It was pretty warm around Twilight Town and it was summer.

“If you want, I can be your friend.” Olette said with a tender smile.  

“Memories, huh?” Vanitas repeated with a hollow tone, thinking the subject over. He remembered the time spent before he was broken off from Ventus.

Vanitas had never had any real friends. Heck, the closest he’d had was the Unversed. And those were formed from his darkest emotions. The little creepers even irritated him. So that was why it shocked him when his new acquaintance suddenly offered her own friendship.

Not one move. The masked boy simply stood, confused and staring straight at the girl opposite.

“Y-You’re…kidding, right?” Vanitas stuttered, making no attempt to consider the offer first. “I don’t even know you. You don’t know me. You don’t even know my name. Seriously, look at me! Who would want to be friends with me?”

And that was when Vanitas began to consider.

Olette giggled at the boy’s confusion. 

“Well, here, I’ll tell you my name first. I’m Olette,” she said, “And I think that you do look like friend material.” She felt like this was somewhat of a getting to know each other. 

“What’s your name?” 

She was hoping she didn’t weird this boy out. She just really enjoyed meeting new people and making new memories. 

Vanitas didn’t follow Olette’s train of thought, but decided not to interrupt. It was more a case of not caring to bother than politeness, however.

(Well, I might as well play along with her games for now…)

“Vanitas.”

The boy stated the word blankly and without emotion, simply continuing to stare at his acquaintance through the glass of his mask. To him, he simply couldn’t see what motivation grew in her heart to waste her time making ‘friends’.