TWO YEARS AGO, A CRIMINAL ORGANIZATION GOING BY THE NAME TEAM IMUM WRECKED CHAOS ACROSS THE LAND, DAMAGING CITIES AND KILLING THOUSANDS OF CITIZENS. While Imum itself has long since been disbanded, however, the region remains broken: entire towns have been laid to waste and the Association struggles to find homes for those who were lucky enough to survive the attempted genocide. Reconstruction trudges on as usual... but with three factions - the Association, the corporations, and the people - each wishing to take the rebuilding of an entire region down opposite paths, how long will it be before Lyeant's last leg gives out permanently?
03.01
first activity check is currently underway. regardless of your green status, please be sure to check it out and make extra sure your characters make it safe and sound after the eighth of march.
01.28
we're officially re-opened! come check out our event, the pokeathlon forever to enjoy some fresh restart activities. let leap know if there are any skin bugs, and they'll be sorted out accordingly!
Care to hear about our lord and savior Operation: Mindcrime? In all seriousness: Hello, hello! I'm Pharaoh Leap – or just Leap – local head admin and rock opera enthusiast. On the rare chance you catch me in a time when I'm not bawling about characters entirely written into song, you may see me actually doing work around the site, like skinning, making too many characters, and encouraging others to also make too many characters. I only know how to write angst, and in no fewer than six trillion words an app or post, so if you like dying while reading like I like dying while writing, I'm the girl for you. ;o
Howdy guys! The names Astro and I am your resident Brit & Red muse (you'll honestly see me more on him than any of my other characters). I'm a moderator and my main job is to make sure everything is running smoothly so the Admins can focus on other things, you'll often see me within the apps and shops, etc when I'm not on Red. What can I say about myself? Apart from being a Red fanboy I like music and games and yaoi huehue, I honestly never now what to put into these sort of things but ohwell, I'm more of a "ask me and I'll tell" sorta guy. Anyway, from my personally I hope that you enjoy the site and what we produce here but also if you're new, please look around and if you like what you see please consider joining for rad plots that everyone gives! :D
Hey there~ Nano over here! I uh.. Wait, I'm doing this right, right? Bleh. So I'm a moderator over here - fun, fun - who kind of just.. Keeps an eye on everyone. You know, the whole app thing and what not. Uh.. Lets see.. When I'm not doing school work (because I may or may not be trying to be a good student) I'm probably storming up new ideas like events and etc. Or plots. Plots are always good, too. As you can see, I uh.. Have the horrible habit of making way too many characters. I swear, I was tempted with plots, ships and angst. It's like, the holy trinity. Uh.. What else is there about me? Oh, right! Please excuse my obnoxiousness. I'm just really loud in general so don't be surprised if I start screaming as loudly as I can caps. So yeah. Nice meeting you!
tbe: take two! is inspired by, but not associated with nintendo's pokemon franchise. the current skin was created by pharaoh leap using font icons primarily from ion icons and fonts from google fonts. banner art by vav of pixiv. characters, with the exception of canons from the manga, belong to the members who write them, and all posts and templates on site are credited to their respective authors and artists. we claim nothing that is not ours.
Post by Walther Zetria on Apr 16, 2018 19:07:46 GMT -6
It was truly a mistake to push the idiot aside and Walther instantly realized it. Walther realized that this wouldn’t deter the idol in the slightest and instead it would just make the idol more excited and aggressive. Immediately Walther’s eyes widened as he was grabbed once more and with it he clenched his teeth and narrowed his eyes. It became a struggle to move as Tae began to try and move him around and in response Walther merely resisted to move as he held his ground and cringed a tad the moment he heard Tae’s loud voice. “The only piece of bullshit around here is you goddamnit” Walther grumbled.
The grip Tae had on him was eventually released and Walther let out a deep sigh as he believed the annoyance to be over, but Walther was quickly proven wrong. Though it was gentle, Walther eyes still flared up the moment he felt the slap on his cheek. Fist clenched Walther quickly raised his fist and swung it the moment that happened but it was almost like Tae read his mind and bounced away from him causing his fist to hit empty air. Though an act of violence Walther couldn’t say he was actually trying to hit the idiot and in a way knew he would dodge. Though annoying Tae was still a good friend and he wouldn’t truly try and hit him unless the idiot really did do something immensely stupid.
Letting out a tsk Walther placed his hands back into his jacket pockets and glanced up at the screen before he was immediately grabbed once more as he was told to focus on the screen once more. He spoke of noticing Walther held interest in Estelle but Walther just let out a tsk as he looked to the side “I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about…” Walther said but what Tae said next caused Walther’s eyes to close.
He was reminded that Tae and Estelle were both in the same group and that sheer fact reminded him how close Estelle was in creeping back into his life. His teeth were clenched and it truly looked like his usual anger, but this time it was more so just frustration and perhaps even a tiny bit of fear. He already accepted his past and he already moved on from it so why did it have to march back into his life once more?
His eyes opened once more and looked over at Tae with a more deadpan yet annoyed look on his face. “Tae why the hell are you so interested in my love life? I’ve no interest in a girl who prances about like that especially in outfits like those. I’m sure as hell that we don’t have anything in common I like I said I just don’t want to deal with all that glam and noise” Walther said closing his eyes nonchalant as he shrugged his shoulders “Come on you idiot you know that I’m always a buzzkill so just accept it…” Walther said.
Post by Walther Zetria on Apr 11, 2018 22:28:55 GMT -6
A deep sigh followed by a groan was let out as the silver hair man begun to stretch his arms. It was truly a busy day at work and in a way Walther was just glad that the work day had finally come to an end. All the prep work he had come in early to do was complete and it seemed they would be fine without him for the rest of the day at the bakery. It was still quite bright and early outside and it seemed that the rest of the day was still available for the young man, but even with this notion Walther just let out another groan.
Perhaps it was best if he just went home and took off the lights and slept the day away. He did have any other requests for his other job so his hands would be clean for now, but even then Walther just found everything quite dull. There was always the option to call up Tae and do something with the idiot, but at the moment he just wasn’t feeling like dealing with the bonehead’s antics. Sleep did seem like the best option, but Walther just disliked the idea of merely wasting the day especially when it was quite a nice one.
Training was the most likely option as that was something Walther never did slack off on, but with the nice weather it was only best that he at least stay outside. Grumpy as ever and with his usual hood over his head almost casting a shadow he decided maybe a walk through the park would at the very least serve as some form of a pastime.
It had been a while since he had been to the park. Looking up high at the blue skies he could help but smile a tad seeing a few kites soaring up above. “How…nostalgic…” Walther said only thinking about the times he spent with his adopted mother and those kites she had. His eyes drifted down and looked over at the kids flying said kites and then proceeded to just let out a sigh before he begun to walk forward. Thinking about being a child was nice and all and he wonderful moments, but Walther would rather not think further than that. His past was something he just moved away from. With a groan Walther merely closed his eyes and frowned as he scratched the back of his head. “How annoying…” Walther muttered as he walked on.
Post by Walther Zetria on Mar 27, 2018 22:52:02 GMT -6
This woman was truly an annoyance, but nonetheless she was the woman he called mother and no matter how much she annoyed him he still loved her regardless. He couldn’t necessarily say he absolutely hated it and if that teasing was gone perhaps things would feel empty for him, but Walther never really did want to think of stuff like that at all. That woman was going to be around him teasing him and he was going to begrudgingly accept it. That was how things were and Walther was fine with it.
Eyes quickly narrowed as her hand went into his long hair and before he knew it he found it being ruffled by the woman causing the young male to try and move away grumpily while turning a bit red in the face feeling that he was being treated as a child. “Oi quit it!” Walther said with a grumble before she begun to resume her poking. This woman was just far too troublesome for him and she just loved killing him with her words.
Lan brought up the sheer fact that each time Estelle appeared upon the television he would actually pause and watch and at this point it was a fact he just couldn’t deny. Gritting his teeth he looked to the side and let out a tsk before his eyes looked forward once again at the television as she sat beside him.
Walther went silent once more as he watched the girl once again, but then a commercial came on and with it his eyes closed and a sigh was released from his lips. “…geez its nothing like that. If that idol is who I think it is I…think she is an old childhood friend of mine back before I met you” Walther said closing his eyes lazily as he folded his arms behind his head and rested his back against the chair, raising his head as he closed his eyes. “She is the only link I have left to my past so obviously I’m gonna find some interest in looking at her, but I honestly have no intention of reconnecting with my past” Walther said lazily. “Besides she isn’t the same person I knew back then. Watching her prance around like that in those girly outfits like that…heh she’s probably all stuck up and snobby” Walther said casually.
Lan spoke about how talking to girls was easy but Walther couldn’t help but let out a sigh “tsk easy for you to say…women are complicated and I just can’t get the words to come out properly” Walther said and cringed the moment he heard her speak about grand children before recovering. “tsk I don’t know why you’re in such a rush for grandkids…didn’t know you wanted to be an old granny so bad” Walther said jokingly with a small smile.
Post by Walther Zetria on Mar 17, 2018 1:08:15 GMT -6
He screwed up quite a deal and disaster occurred the small moment that he let his guard down. The one person he was waiting for had finally arrived and it was at that moment he did wish that the idiot had come even later. The very cry that the idiot let out immediately sent a shiver down the silver haired male’s spine as his eyes widened. There was no real time for him to really react nor for him to merely move but before he knew it he seemed he was immediately put into a headlock and found himself getting noggied. Completely deadpan as he was noogied, he closed one eye as the other began to narrow and twitch a bit as the feeling of annoyance began to build the moment he heard the idiot of a pal speak further.
The poking began and his other eye closed as well as the brow of his eye continued to twitch. His teeth were gritted a bit and as usual Tae had already gotten him to the point where he was just far too annoyed. Walther’s relationship with Tae was quite an odd one to be sure. While yes Walther was beyond annoyed and usually pissed off at the loudmouth and thought of him as an idiot, in the end he still found him a friend and perhaps even a very close friend. Perhaps he wouldn’t admit it but he saw the idiot as a brother in a way.
“You idiot, how many times am I going to say it to get it through that thick skull of yours?” Walther said casually pushing him away, albeit very lightly to the point that it really wouldn’t move him much and more so just an action to get Tae to quit poking him. “I’ve absolutely no interest in Estelle Vesperia at all....yeah sure she makes good music or whatever but unlike you I dislike the flashy and noisiness that you idols and your fans hold….Now quit trying to hook me up with whatever girl you see me looking at!” Walther said with a grumble. In a way he was telling the truth as he just found the ear shattering noise of fans such an annoyance and the flamboyancy of Tae was another bother. He was a total opposite of Tae and preferred a quiet and calm life. In a way he did also lie as well. He honestly didn’t care about Estelle’s music itself, but he did like seeing her putting her all into it and he did like seeing her doing something she clearly liked. He had already accepted that he was incompatible with Estelle and if Walther was to continue walking away from his past it would be best not to walk back to the one link he had to his past.
Post by Walther Zetria on Mar 12, 2018 20:51:57 GMT -6
“yo…I’m home…”
It was a lazy and bored tone as he yelled those words, but it was something he felt he needed to say. While not the more polite way of announcing his return it was his way and probably not going to change. Removing his shoes and walking in with his sock covered feet, Walther lazily walked into the home he was too familiar with and walked into the kitchen, placing on the lights as he placed a bag of freshly made desserts upon the counter. “ah, that’s right she is probably working around now…” Walther said glancing around the empty house.
This was his home away from home, or at least perhaps he would say maybe it was the opposite. Of course he had his own apartment that was very clean and well taken care of, but the thing was that he didn’t really stay there much. Even though he moved out he still found himself still spending most of his time at his adopted mother’s home. His mother was one who didn’t age and one who suffered because of it. The loneliness she must have felt was great and Walther held a great deal of gratitude to the woman. It was because of this gratitude that he wanted her to live happy as long as she lived and he did not wish for her to be alone, but perhaps it wasn’t just that he didn’t want her to be alone, but perhaps he didn’t wish to be alone without her as well.
Stretching his arm with a yawn, Walther walked over to the living room and collapsed on the nearby couch, laying on it as he took the remote and placed on the television as well. Completely bored, Walther rested his elbow on a cushion and prompted his head up his palm as he flipped through the channels trying to find something interesting. “Nope…nothing…dull…I might as well just take a nap or some-” Walther began to say but then stopped as his eyes widened as he noticed what was on tv.
The girl was on the television once more, the girl that just made things just far too complicated for him, the very girl he knew all those years ago. Releasing the remote and sitting up straight Walther just watched as a singing and dancing pink haired girl was performing in front of a crowd. It was annoying seeing that girl so much in all the media, but every time he saw her while alone it was almost like he entered a type of trance as he watched her.
He didn’t know how long it had been since he started watching, but suddenly everything turned black as his eyes were covered and immediately his jaw opened a bit in shock. “Wh-what the?! What are-” Walther began to say already knowing the culprit was as his hand tried to reach for the remote, missing it as he tried to feel for it as his mother spoke. It was too late in the end as the woman had already seen what was on the television and with it Walther just closed his eyes and groaned as the woman went beside him. Crossing his arms, Walther narrowed his eyes and glanced over at his mother before then looking away to the side “tsk, it’s not like that! I don’t like her I don’t even know anything about her and like hell would I get Tae to help me out! Tsk she just reminds me of somebody I used to know and that’s all. You know I could care less about idols and hell I can’t even talk properly to a woman…” Walther said.
Post by Walther Zetria on Feb 26, 2018 23:29:51 GMT -6
Walther’s eyes were narrowed and a bead of sweat ran down his face. His hand was almost about to shake, but he couldn’t allow that otherwise it would all be over. All the young man could really do was grit his teeth as his brow twitched a tad. It was only a little bit more, but it was almost over. He needed to endure, he needed to finish it but not rush it otherwise it would all come to an unfortunate end.
The time had come!
With that very moment Walther immediately raised his hand and pressed the final button and the match was one. It was finally over and victory was his, Walther had finally beaten the final boss. Fighting games were a pleasure to him and such he always went for a challenge. While he was one who didn’t quit, he did have to put a limit on his plays otherwise he might find himself broke.
For others he just looked rather serious and maybe even grumpy but playing video games were one of the very few pass times he enjoyed quite a deal. While it was quite an average pastime it was nonetheless his pass time. While he enjoyed playing at home there was something different about playing in the arcade. There was some sort of excitement that he quite enjoyed despite what was shown on his face.
A deep sigh was released as he entered his initials to seal his victory, topping the record of the game surprisingly. After such a long bout it was here that Walther realized maybe he was a bit too early when it came to reaching the arcade. An arcade was a loud and crowded place, but even though both those things are something he hated Walther still found himself enjoying heading to the arcade. His free time was usually not that open usually due to training and even the jobs he had to work, but he always did make time and it could be debatable whether that time was either wasted or not.
“Tsk where the hell is he?” Walther grumbled as he looked over at a nearby clock for the time. The time they agreed to meet up at had just arrived but even then he didn’t see his friend yet. It was odd calling such an idiot a friend. Loud, invasive and very annoying were all very minimal when it came to describing Tae Seung Kyon. The man pissed him off all the time just like the pink haired girl he also had the displeasure of knowing, but even then Walther always found himself hanging around the idiot.
A deep sigh was released from his lips and the silver haired male just closed his eyes and lazily scratched the back of his head. If he was going to remain about waiting then at the very least he should pass the time with a game. With that in mind Walther begun to walk towards the next machine, thinking about what to play. The arcade was not really the biggest and in terms of entertainment they usually didn’t just rely on merely their games. Overhead were some monitors where people could watch merely performances from popular celebrities and actors.
Walther never held any interest when it came to music and celebrities. In general he didn’t know any celebrities or any of the trends going on and he just did not care in the slightest. Normally he wouldn’t give a damn about what was on the monitors, but Walther paused the moment he heard a familiar song play. The performance of a famous pink haired idol played upon the monitors and Walther’s legs came to a halt. His hands rested in the pockets of his coat and his eyes immediately glanced up at the monitors up above. Watching that girl sing and dance with a smile upon her face was something that meant something special to Walther. Some could say it was quite uncommon for the usual deadpan male, but as Walther watched the performance he couldn’t help but smile a soft yet warm smile. In that moment he was a bit lost and his guard was now down.
[attr="class","ion-android-calendar"] September 14th
[attr="class","ion-home"] Mt.Silver
[attr="class","ion-flag"] The Association
[attr="class","ion-star"] Fence
[attr="class","ion-heart"] Heterosexual
[attr="class","ion-briefcase"] Baker/Vigilante
[attr="class","taketwoapplicationtab1right"]
[attr="class","taketwoapplicationtab1right1"]
[attr="class","taketwoapplicationtab1right2"]
Calm, cool headed and even stoic are things some may use to describe Walther Menon. Seemingly looking to be a cold person Walther is actually a more kind hearted and selfless individual cloaked. This is usually cloaked in what seems to be a disinterested persona that merely makes him look deadpan most of the time. When it comes to things Walther is uninterested in he can be rather lazy and laid back. He is one who’d rather not involve himself into other people’s business and move on with his own, but in the end he cannot merely ignore a person that needs help and when it comes to those he care about it’s a different story as he’d help them regardless of how stubborn they were. He can become overprotective at times and is ready to scold somebody he cares about if they are doing something he believes is wrong. [break] [break] At times Walther may seem quite grumpy and he can get annoyed and angered quite easily, but Walther mostly has a calm and cool head and is able to think properly and rationally even in the most serious of situations due to his past. He does have a bit trouble adjusting to more casual situations which in turn leaves him frustrated and makes him rather avoid such things. Walther also has a bit of trouble dealing with the other gender as he is not good with dealing with women, tending not to really know how to deal with them unless he knows them very well. He has difficulty when it comes to expressing himself and in the end he usually would just stubbornly deny when he likes something and would just let out a grumble. In the end he can be quite shy once one gets past the grumbling young man. [break] [break] Though Walther may get angry and annoyed easily, it is not that easy to be considered an enemy to Walther. Usually if there is somebody who pisses him off he would rather not deal with said person, mostly trying to lazily bloat out the person from his mind or just get out of the area. Even so Walther can argue back if push comes to shove. Walther can handle a lot of stuff directed to him, but what he cannot handle is threats and insults towards those he cares about. Walther will not hesitate in the slightest to defend a friend from others, whether it is physical or mentally. There are exceptions to this however as if one of his friends walked themselves into a situation he would be more reluctant to help, but still provide a little assistance as well. It is truly hard for Walther to really truly hate somebody but when it comes to dealing with somebody he truly considers an enemy he can grow cold and merciless and do whatever is needed. Almost like turning on a switch he will do whatever is needed to handle the situation and can be ruthless. Regardless when it comes to those that piss him off he will usually leave a snarky comment or just grumble as he tries to get away from said person…usually in vain. [break] [break] The spacial dragon Palkia is quite the opposite of Walther in the sense that the dragon is much more outgoing. For the dragon that lived for so long and lived in what it considered boredom, Palkia has taken to trying to live life. The dragon is very laid back and casual in comparison to the grumpier Walther. The dragon is headstrong and forward, not hesitating in its actions. At times it can seem dimwitted, but at the same time can hold a flirtatious and even charming self. [break] [break] The dragon may seem childish at times, but in reality the dragon is quite a serious being. In an instant it can toss away the casual façade and grow cold and vicious. It truly likes a good fight and can even grow sadistic should it get upset to a great level. In a way, being with Walther had mellowed the dragon quite a deal. The dragon merely uses the interests of Walther and uses them as its own. It had taken great interest in Walther and it does amuse him to see the boy flustered. For Palkia he has grown attached to Walther both figuratively and literally
Even if I should be shattered into pieces,[break] the thoughts in my heart will not be stopped.
[attr="class","taketwoapplicationtab2bot"]
[attr="class","taketwoapplicationtab2bot2"]
There once was a pair of farmers, a loving couple that bore a loving son. The farmers did not have much and money was scarce, but for their young son they spared no effort to gift him whatever he needed. For the two farmers, their son Walther was their life, but as time went on they realized just how cruel life was. Walther’s father, who was strong and kind, grew sick as time went on. It was an illness that just would not ease, but even then, no matter the pain he did what he could and supported his family. Walther’s mother did her part as well. She who was strong yet frail as well took the work that the father could not at all. She raised her son and did work along the farm while babysitting a young child near her own son’s age. [break] [break] For Walther he admired and respected his parents. He loved them with all his heart and he did whatever he could for them even though it wasn’t much at all. Aside from his parents the only person he ever knew in his young life was his childhood friend Estelle. She was a girl he knew longer than he could remember and somebody special and dear to him as she was the only friend he knew. His parents and that girl were the only people who were close to him, but fate would merely separate the young Walther from them.[break] [break] Walther was only 7 years old when fate chose to rip him away from his quiet and happy life. For the young boy’s father his condition begun to worsen and he worried about his son’s future. With the farm not doing well he chose to take a gamble. He took a sizeable loan that was offered to him by a notorious loan shark. Walther’s father did not know what he had gotten himself into but he received the money and with it he utilized it to the best he could. What was assumed to be a failed project by the loan sharks was instead beginning to be proven that was doomed to fail begun to then show promise. Perhaps it was because they disliked the boy’s father or perhaps they just disliked seeing their victims actually succeed, but nonetheless they demanded payment when it was obvious that payment could not be paid off just yet. [break] [break] A battle begun the moment Walther’s father announced he was unable to pay off the debt. What the loan sharks demanded from the pair of farmers was either they sell Walther to them or face the consequences. The boy’s father could not accept such a thing and with that a massacre occurred. Walther’s father was never really a Pokemon trainer, merely using Pokemon for assistance around the farm rather than actual battle and it was because of this that they lost terribly. Walther witnessed it all, the bandits that took the guise of lenders grabbed the young boy along with his mother and father and had them watch as their precious pokemon were killed off. [break] [break] They laughed, the bandits laughed as they tossed the father to the ground and begun to brutally beat him while terrible things happened to the mother. For the bandits their pride was important and to be rebelled against was deserving of punishment. Walther wanted to run to his parents, to stop all that had happened they held his head and forced him to watch. They told him to engrave it into his memory, the futility of life. The young boy’s mind was shattered and with it his parents stopped moving. Their life was taken and the farm was set ablaze. Unmoving and unable to react any further, Walther was taken away by the bandits, to be sold away to those that were willing to pay. [break] [break] Walther endured months of hell, almost completely emotionless as eventually he was sold. A cult had eventually decided to buy the young boy, finding him perfect for what they desired. They were a group that worshiped and praised the spacial dragon Palkia. They did everything they could to create a new world and for that they used the prized relic that they had managed to obtain. With Walther, the group took the young boy to the fabled spear pillar intending to use the Lustrous Orb in order to summon their god and use the young child as a sacrifice. Perhaps upon the whim of the dragon itself, but with their actions and devotion they were successful. [break] [break] From the orb the legendary pearl dragon was summoned forth and what was originally supposed to be a thing of wonder was met with terror. Displeased upon being summoned for something so petty in its eyes, Palkia let out a powerful roar that distorted space itself around the area, twisting and ripping apart all that was there, save for one. The young boy that was intended as a sacrifice stood in the midst of the mangled corpses. The boy had nothing, no reason to live and nothing to return to, but it was when staring at certain death he realized that he did not wish to die. He held something he desired and even though it was petty he still held onto that desire to get revenge for his parents. It wasn’t a drive form of hatred alone, but a pure feeling that he felt that he it was something he had to do for his parents. He was determined to live and could not accept death as he stared at the dragon with fierce eyes. Perhaps the dragon witnessed this and took interest in this determination, but the space began to distort and with it Walther found himself losing consciousness as his body was taken somewhere else. [break] [break] Eventually Walther would find himself waking up in a foreign city. With nothing but the clothes he wore Walther could only live on homeless and work towards surviving for himself. He disliked the idea of stealing, but it was something he had to do to survive. Success was rare and most of the time Walther went without food as he lived on the streets, but he did what he could do to live. For the young boy all he could think about was merely to live on and nothing more. He was like a doll that merely had one objective and only stuck to that objective and nothing more.[break] [break] Sitting on the streets empty and emotionless he merely watched as the people merely walked by, but one faithful day he noticed a pretty woman would walk by. He would see the woman pass by numerous times and eventually the woman would come to him and speak kindly to him. With each visit she was kind to him and eventually she began to take him out for meals and even keep him company for a bit, scolding him whenever he wasn’t at his usual spot. The woman confused him quite a deal, he didn’t know why she did all these things for a child such as him, but Walther went along with the woman’s acts of kinds and eventually he received an offer from the woman. [break] [break] The woman offered him the chance to live with her at her home, a sudden offer that was up to Walther to choose to accept. His mind was tell him not to trust her, that he would be hurt by her like all the others did to him, but his feelings said otherwise. The woman made her feel a warmth that he hadn’t felt in such a long time. His face was emotionless, yet tears ran down his face as he cried out an acceptance. He accepted the woman’s offer and with that he begun to live with her. [break] [break] Lan Chi Ming, an assassin that held the gift that prevented her from growing old. It was this very woman that took him in and with that she showered him with kindness. The empty Walther began to open up and eventually he begun to care for the woman greatly and saw the woman as his mother. He had a new life, a new happier life, but he couldn’t discard the past. The revenge he desired still remained a part of him and with it he begged his mother to train him as an assassin. It would be years later when Walther was 18 that he decided to put his training and experience to and end it all. [break] [break] For the first time since he was taken away Walther returned to him hometown. The very group that had taken advantage of his parents had grown disorganized. Over the years discord had formed between the group and Walther took advantage of it. For the bandits that did not expect such an attack they were picked off one by one. Walther made them suffer as they died and in the end there was nothing more. The very revenge that pushed him to live was achieved, but Walther felt nothing. He felt as empty as he did before when he lost everything. His business with his past had come to an end…at least that’s what he initially thought. There was only one thing tying him to the past, the very feeling he felt when he first met the spacial dragon. For him that fear stuck to him to this day, but he still desired to see that dragon once more. [break] [break] With that desire Walther changed his destination and headed to the ancient Spear Pillar once more. Alone without a catalyst or anything of the sorts, Walther walked towards the fabled grounds and upon his arrival the space began to distort around him and with it he found himself in another dimension. Floating in the empty space and before him he found himself floating before the legendary Palkia. With a loud roar the dragon transformed and before him the dragon took the appearance of Walther, albeit his eyes were a burning red and hair was white as snow. [break] [break] “It it’s because of you that I regained my life...It is because of you that I found the resolution to live on…that fear brought me back to life and with it I found my new life…I came here to thank you” Walther spoke those words calmly and the dragon could only smirk [break] [break] “but that determination that kept you pushing on through life…has come to an end…have you come to die?” The dragon spoke but Walther merely closed his eyes. There was nothing but silence, but eventually he shook his head.[break] [break] “I came to end this chapter in my life…for closure…perhaps I did come to die and end it all, but now I realize I can’t...that woman needs me… I will live so I cannot leave that woman alone…though she may have eternity…so long as I can prevent it…I won’t let her grieve…” Walther said resolutely. [break] [break] The dragon laughed he laughed and laughed “You have pike my interest a second time boy! I wish to see where this life of yours shall take! Yes…ease my boredom! Let me see where this path of your will take in this endless world!” Palkia yelled out in glee as he thrust his arm through the chest of Walther. There was no physical wound, but Walther felt the sharp pain in his chest as everything began to blur as he lost consciousness.[break] [break] Hours later Walther would eventually find himself awakening, waking up in the empty ruins of Spear Pillar. His chest pained him dearly, but other than that he felt no different than when he first arrived. With his purpose at the ruins now over, Walther made his way home only to realize his normally black hair had turned white. His soul now begun to merge with the spacial dragon’s. Two beings in one body, Walther found that he had become a gijinka and had obtained the powers of Palkia (albeit to a minor level). Though it was immensely rare, Walther would also find his personality shift upon the dragon’s whim.[break] [break] For Walther, his early life’s chapter had ended, but he lived his life and moved on, living with the mother he cared for. With his life set he begun to live his life as a baker, but conflict had always been a part of his life and with it he also lived his life as a freelance assassin.
there is nothing left to take, but i still try to reach. try to swallow it all down, yet i can't seem to breathe. just a single pill of mine, nothing else would suffice - i take it in, now i'm alive. my phone is set on lock, and i don't really care. there's a tangle and a knot that i cannot repair. i'm a tragedy, i'm ugly, i'm trying to hide. i say "hello", then wave "goodbye". see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honestly. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see it run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i still refuse to believe.
[break][break]
>>> FRIENDSHIP
see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.
PLOT IDEA #1 every day would be the same. nothing more, little change. if i cared, it would mean nothing: it's all such a pain. friendly bonds are so unneeded, i don't give a dang. a busy life is what i am. could it be that family was a way of escape? didn't know if it was right, so i threw them away. couldn't take it anymore, i had taken enough, so then i hide my need for love.[break][break]
PLOT IDEA #2 lay me right down, let me sleep, i'm restless. cover my eyes. when i'm up, i'll finally fade away, here, today. give me a reason: then i'll stay. if i could fly, if for only a moment, there wouldn't be such a need for casualty. i'm alone, and that is how it'll be.
>>> HATESHIP
see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.
PLOT IDEA #1 every day would be the same. nothing more, little change. if i cared, it would mean nothing: it's all such a pain. friendly bonds are so unneeded, i don't give a dang. a busy life is what i am. could it be that family was a way of escape? didn't know if it was right, so i threw them away. couldn't take it anymore, i had taken enough, so then i hide my need for love.[break][break]
PLOT IDEA #2 lay me right down, let me sleep, i'm restless. cover my eyes. when i'm up, i'll finally fade away, here, today. give me a reason: then i'll stay. if i could fly, if for only a moment, there wouldn't be such a need for casualty. i'm alone, and that is how it'll be.
>>> LOVESHIP
see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.
PLOT IDEA #1 every day would be the same. nothing more, little change. if i cared, it would mean nothing: it's all such a pain. friendly bonds are so unneeded, i don't give a dang. a busy life is what i am. could it be that family was a way of escape? didn't know if it was right, so i threw them away. couldn't take it anymore, i had taken enough, so then i hide my need for love.[break][break]
PLOT IDEA #2 lay me right down, let me sleep, i'm restless. cover my eyes. when i'm up, i'll finally fade away, here, today. give me a reason: then i'll stay. if i could fly, if for only a moment, there wouldn't be such a need for casualty. i'm alone, and that is how it'll be.
>>> WANTED
see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.
