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[RP] Kingdom Hearts: War of Worlds|Olympus Coliseum|Time:N/A|Weather:N/A

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WhistfulSoul:
Soul

While the other's were distracted by the Nocturnes, Soul was busy being pinned down to the roof by more Rapid Thrusters than he had fingers. He knew the predicament the others were in, but if he turned his back to these, he'd be done for. He kicked off the closest one to his leg, freeing most of his body. He was able to push the rest off for just enough time so that he could stand again, which he barely could. As soon as he did though, two more rushed him. Soul jumped back, causing the two to tip over a third, landing onto the roof. He jumped in the air and aimed Loneliness at the dogpile, planting his foot on the blade to give it more force, driving it through all three, his knee almost buckling. Soul gave the Keyblade a few twists to rake their insides, sending them off.

When he turned back to the others, Soul could see more on their way. Maybe I wasn't being so smart. He fended off as many attacks as he could, but his arms could only take so much force. Really need Tylan to show me how he started to learn that spell. Any power is more power. He swiped at the few that were closest, and clipped two of them, disabling their flight. A third charged him, but Soul managed to jump back, giving him more time to prepare for it. When it got close enough, he slammed it to the roof with the hilt of Loneliness, and he caved it's head in with his heel. Once that one was gone, he dashed at the two on the roof, giving them a brief flurry of attacks, lessening their numbers by another two.

Soul backed up, now significantly tired, his vision beginning to fade. I can't do this anymore. They just keep coming. He turned to see the others fighting a few Nocturnes, and chuckled when he realized that there was only two. Aw c'mon, guys, two of these insignificant Nocturne pups are holding you back? He do we ever expect to win this war? Soul summoned about 2/3 of his magic, and unleashed a Thunder in the direction of the pack of Rapid Thrusters. Though not enough to kill them, it was enough to stun them, giving Soul time to escape. He ran along the rooftops until he was behind the Nocturnes, and although not close enough to give a direct attack, he could still provide a small distraction. He noted that one of them was one he didn't recognize, but the other one was Rainbow from last time.

Hoping the others could see him, Soul held up three fingers into the air, then counted down, Three, two, one...! before he jumped in the direction of the Nocturne's backs.

GrizzlyEatsKids:
GM POST

The blue-cloaked man stood atop a tall building, a ways away from the fighting. Shrouded by darkness, he could not be seen. He shook his head. It was a shame that he had to do this to such a world. Under his breath he mumbled to himself.

Oh well. What we must do for research.

He raised his hands, uttering words in a language known by few.

Dark walls opened around the battlefield down in the city, Shadows starting to pour out. The shadows began to attack everything: the heartless sent by Davy Jones, the Nocturnes, and the Cavalry.

WhistfulSoul:
Soul

Before he could reach the ground, Soul was engulfed by these Shadows that suddenly began to attack everything in sight. Loneliness was thrown from his hand as he was slammed into the wall of a building, becoming lodged into the bricks by a few inches. Soul saw stars for the few seconds he was still conscious. He heard one voice as his vision faded.

Still being reckless, I see.

NexosYourGayBestFriend96:
Sone, Protan, and Nexalas

I'm taking on the mage, might as well get some payback.

Sone was about to dash at the mage, and Protan was about to dash at Tylan, when suddenly the shadows started appearing. Sone and Protan looked around in confusion, while Nexalas, for once, was in a panic, looking around frantically at the walls of darkness.

No... No, no, NO, this is impossible!

What's going on?!

There's no time to explain, we need to get out of here as fast as possible!

A few shadows jumped at Nexalas, Protan, and Sone. Nexalas blew them both away with Aerora, draining his mp; Protan barely dodged his attacker, getting a scratch in the arm; and Sone bashed his attackers away, hitting them with a spinning attack.

Wait... they aren't just attacking us, they're attacking the nocturnes too!

As he finished the sentence, the shadows took down both of Protan's heartless by jumping on top of them and scratching them. Protan and Nexalas went back to back, looking around.

You seem to know something about this, what are our chances?

Honest assumption? Little to none. If I knew how to control the dark portals that might be a different story.

Protan knocked a shadow away, looking around and noticed Lyra was still unconscious on the ground.

Hold that thought, need to take care of something.

He dashed to Lyra, aiming to get past Tylan with keyblade ready in hand. He ran to the right, hoping Tylan wouldn't stop him. Nexalas sighed, looking around as shadows surrounded him. He closed his eyes as they jumped at him, and before they could pile on him, he quickly jumped into the air, the shadows bumping into each other. He landed a few feet away, and ran to a spot that wasn't flooded to the brim with shadow heartless.

GrizzlyEatsKids:
Leon

Leon threw a couple more bodies in the ships. Where were Jack and Celine? They needed to get out of here! He had an idea, running over to one of the gummi ships. Before hopping in, he noticed several shadows chasing after him under the ground.

Earth!

He slammed Animus into the ground, damaging the heartless as they were forced to take their normal form, above the ground. They were momentarily stunned, giving Leon a chance to hop into the ship.

Surprisingly, there weren't many injured soldiers in this one, save for a few who weren't severely hurt. He nodded to them as he closed the glass roof. Sitting in the pilot's seat, he stared blankly at the controls.

Oh great. How the heck do I fly this thing?

I can help, get in another seat.

Leon looked over. An amputee, who was missing a leg (but luckily was not bleeding), was leaning against a wall. The man looked to be in his mid to late forties, a head of short gray hair the was plastered to his face.

You know how to fly this thing?

The man nodded.

Yeah, I am I pilot after all.

His voice was rough, and possibly a bit strained.

Someone help me up.

Leon walked over and supported the man's bad side on his shoulder, getting him into the pilot's seat.

Now where are we going?

Let's get in the air first, I'll show you.

The man nodded and Leon sat in another seat, watching as the ship hummed to life and the old pilot began to override the autopilot. The longer Leon sat, looking for Jack and Celine, the more wary he became of how exhausted he was. Just the Earth spell he had just used had taken a lot out of him. Eyelids growing heavy, Leon struggled against the temptation to fall asleep. The he saw them, Jack and Celine, along with several others.

There, that's it.

Leon pointed out of the window towards his friends, were still a distance off.

The pilot looked at the soldiers and Leon.

Brace yourselves. We're going in.

Jack and Celine

The cousins were giving their best effort to fight off the incoming swarms of heartless, but there were just too many. It reminded Celine of Twilight Town, except worse. Celine was also worried about Jack, who jad yet to actually take down a heartless, but was somehow growing more and more... strange, as the battle dragged on. He was more barbaric and energetic than he normally was, but she feared that it would soon be too much for him. Celine wanted to help, but after hving casted a couple more spells she had depleted her MP supply. This was not to mention she was feeling week due to the blood she was losing from a large gash in her arm, thanks to an air pirate that Jack had at least temporrily chase off. Celine paused, trying to catch her breath, and she began to feel nauseated. She looked up weakly. At least the Nocturnes didn't seem to be attacking them at the moment. Only if Leon were there...

 Jack roared as he charged a shadow, swinging at it brutally with Redemption. He missed as the heartless shrunk under the ground. Letting out another roar he turned to face it as it came up behind him, dark power coursing through his veins.

He laughed, his power flaring up. The power continued to rise, though, and it suddenly overwhelmed him. Jack crumpled to the ground, unconscious. The shadow ran at his body, Celine too weak to realize what had happened.

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