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[RP] Kingdom Hearts: War of Worlds|Olympus Coliseum|Time:N/A|Weather:N/A
WhistfulSoul:
Soul
Soul stepped in and crinkled his nose, putting the hood of his jacket over it. He looked around, but saw no injuries on any of the people in the tent. It smells terrible, and where are the injured soldiers?
GrizzlyEatsKids:
CAVALRY GM
Suddenly, a nurse walked in through the flap.
Oh, you must be the soldiers sent by General Lea! Would you all mind going through the tent, saying high to our...more conscious patients? Give them some sort of hope. I'll be with you all in a little while about your assignments.
The nurse walked out, leaving the flaps open. This is when the real stench came through.
A man in a hooded blue cloak (this is NOT the same man from Agrabah), bumped into Jack on his way through the tent.
Leon, Celine, and Jack
Hey, what d-
It was too late. The man had already passed through.
Upon stepping through the open flaps, Celine grabbed Leon's hand for support, cupping her other hand over her nose and mouth, the stench almost making her vomit.
Oh my God...
The worst part was not the stench, though, but where it came from. There bodies everywhere, many on uncomfortable looking beds (and some not) strewn across the whole of the large tent. They were mangled, bloodied, missing limbs, distorted, burned, you name it. It was from these rotting, dying bodies that the horrid stench came from.
The-Blades-slave:
Warren
Warren was silent, observing the bodies. The only sign of him being upset was his hair, flashing random colors as the powers inside him struggled, one wishing to help them, one wishing to laugh, and the real one just wishing they would get out of his head.
Tylan
Tylan, the smooth talking big mouth, was silenced for once. His stomach turned, his eyes watered, and his heart ached.
NexosYourGayBestFriend96:
Sone
He almost puked then and there, the image scarred into a mental image that will probably haunt his nightmares for a few days. He resisted puking mostly for the sake of not making it smell any worse than it was- if that's possible.
M-my god...
He could hardly believe his eyes, no HUMAN could make any wounds like that- is this what the heartless are capable of? Summing up his courage, he started walking towards the room slowly.
WhistfulSoul:
Soul
His dreams flashed back into his mind, showing him images of what he had predicted would come from such a war. Soul exhaled in sorrow, not even caring about the stench anymore. He looked an unconscious man and asked himself, what could have happened here?
He turned to Leon and asked, How do you plan on getting everyone out of Port Royal?
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