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Humen:
John Anderson

And Just like before the voice talks again from somewhere in the darkness. "Ugh. Even in my dreams the stupid freakin' oracles have to talk cryptic."  John rubbing his eyes an in annoyed fashion hadn't noticed the shadows approaching them until the he began hearing screams. The creepy black ants started jumping trying to claw at them. Luckily, they weren't that fast and John was able to step out of their way when they jumped to attack.

The shadow trying to attack John flattened its self and began crawling on the floor to John. He figured that while it was like that if he could land a blow it would be easy to dispatch. But when he tried to crush it under his foot the shadow proceeded to crawl under it and behind him. John followed it with his eyes still watching it move around in the flatten state until it jumped from the ground at such speed it shocked John.

John fell to the floor as the shadows bound sent him over to the back of John. Freighted he pushed himself back with his hands and feet to create distance from the creature. "What the hell are these things?! I didn't think this dream could get creepier then kids in their pajamas!"

GrizzlyEatsKids:
GM POST
As the people were being attacked by the creatures, the voice came up again.

Be not afraid of the heartless, for this weapon, the keyblade, will be you beacon of hope.


Aiden, Kayla, and Zoe

Zoe was the only one of three to actually look up when the voice spoke. What is even going on? she thought.

"A...keyblade? What's that?" Kayla said, keeping her back to Aiden as the two creatures circled them under the surface ground. Before he could respond, there was a flash of light in each of their right hands. A weapon, that was strangely reminiscent of a key materialized as the light faded away. Aiden's was primarily black, with a red grip and a gold guard. The blade itself was also gold, with shiny silver spike-like attachments. It was fairly simple, yet had an edge to it; Aiden liked it. Kayla's was rather different than his, almost a metallic silver in color. It looked as if it had actual stars swirling about it, and the handle seemed to contain the cosmos itself. It fit her quite perfectly.

I'm guessing it's this," Aiden responded to Kayla's question. Just as he said this, one of the monsters launched out of the ground at him, and he instinctively swung at it with the keyblade. It knocked the monster right on to the ground, and before it could get up, Aiden swung at it from the side, knocking it back. To finish his relentless attack of, he grabbed the keyblade with both hands and swung down at the creature from above his head. Before he hit it though, the creature sunk back into the ground and dodged his attack.

Kayla felt Aiden disconnect from her, but she couldn't look back as one of the monsters popped up from the ground and ran at her. She sidestepped quickly as it clawed at her legs, its attack just missing her, but catching it slightly off balance. Kayla took advantage of this and stabbed straight at this creature, knocking it down on its side.

Zoe watched, feeling hopeless, as Aiden and Kayla fought with these mysterious weapons. She held her hand out and looked at it, hoping that the flash of light that she had seen summon the weapon for her friends would do the same for her. Nothing happened. Of course, this was just her luck. Aiden and Kayla could fight and help save them, while she was forced to just sit on the sidelines and watch.

Humen:
John Anderson

As the creature began to creep up on John the voice had once again made it apparent. It said there was a way to fight back with something called a keyblade but John was hardly paying attention to it. He only kept backing up trying to get away from the shadow then, suddenly a bright light flashed in his right hand and what  appeared was a strange object appeared in John's hand. It resembled the wing of an angel and gave John a feeling of vigor surged through him. "What is this thing?! Is it supposed to whatever the hell a keyblade is?? It doesn't even look like a key!"

But there was no time for John to complain about the name and actual appearance of this so called “keyblade". The shadow attacking him leapt once more, John could only tumble out of the way of its claws as it grazed its shoulder. Another light emanated from the hilt of the blade. It was in strange lettering nothing John had ever seen but somehow he could tell what it said. “There’s no need to talk about it, because the truth of what one says lies in what one does. What the hell is that supposed to mean?! Now this things tryin to get cryptic on me! This dream keeps getting more insane!"

But as John looked over he saw the other getting attacked, he saw the two youngest of this odd group huddled together as the shadows began approaching on them. John hadn't realized yet himself but, he had begun moving on his own to the girl’s aid before the shadows could jump to strike he swung the blade in the attempt to swat them away. When he realized what he had done, that the shadows had backed off he smacked himself in the forehead for doing something so out of character for him. “Great now i want to protect figments of my imagination. What the hell is wrong with me." When he looked down and saw the two he got over it not really caring about what he had just done, just let out a sigh exhausted with everything going on around him. "Hey, are you two ok?"

John lowered himself to get to eye level with him two when he asked the question. Forgetting about the shadow he had ignored to help the young ones. The shadow had crept up on john preparing another attack as it leapt towards john once more. But there was no time to dodge only hope this strike wouldn't kill him.

The-Blades-slave:
Daylin
Daylin barely acknowledged the voice, too busy avoid the two shadow bugs chasing after him. His back was pressed against the edge of the platform, and even though he knew it was a dream, a feeling of dread gathered in his gut as the shadow cornered him. There was one to his left, and another to his right. they were creeping forward in their odd hunched walk, beady yellow eyes glowing and claws dragging against the floor.

There was a sudden burst of warmth in his right hand hand, and the feeling of dread vanished. The pain from his injuries lessened, and the shadows stopped advancing for a second. He looked down, and blinked in surprise. He gripped (what he assumed) was a keyblade. The blade looked evil, the dark wings and red claws of the weapon thirsting for blood. It wasn't a weapon meant to be pretty, it was meant for business. It suited the mechanic.

He raised the keyblade, a wicked grin on his face. His leg and shoulder were still sore, but most of all, he was pissed. He didn't give the creatures time to attack him again, throwing himself forward and slashing and hacking brutally. There was no rhythm to the onslaught. He gripped the blade with both hands and swung at the creatures repeatedly. The majority of the attacks didn't land on the bugs, but he didn't tire. When one did connect it would lift the creatures completely off their feet, sending them flying across the platform.

He was pissed off, and now he could hit back. It was just like old times.

Desbear:
Enerxia and Jade

As the shadows closed in on the two, one of the others seemed to rush to their aid. As the one helping them seemed to be fighting off the shadows, one seemed to be sneaking up on him as he asked a question. Jade began to answer yes, as she hadn't seen the heartless, but... Enerxia caught a glimpse of it, and, as if by instinct, she seemed to dash in, and swing...Well, at the time it looked like air. Mid Swing, what seemed like a flash of light appeared, and this odd looking blade seemed to appear. The blade cleaved into the side of the shadow, and went straight through it. However, as it flew through the being, it seemed to diminish the shadow's size. It lunged at her, the claws only being stopped by the odd blade, an eye near the edge of it staring straight back at the Wielder. She seemed to manage to over power the being, slashing into it twice more, before it seemed to diminish to mere nothingness.

Jade watched helpless as the others fought. No rush of adrenaline seemed to come fourth, no instinct, nothing. No...Way to fight back... For the first time in awhile, she felt, helpless.

[SIINTCA. sorry for the short post.]

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