❛Zero The Hero . ❞

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( && out . Hey all...! I’m still here... I just..

I don’t know.

But what I do know, is that I haven’t been able to come on because of school..

Not to mention all these illustration projects, it’s been REAL busy.

But I’ve been itching to come back;; I miss writing with a ton of you.. A lot;;

AND I WILL RETURN! I’ll be returning this summer once vacation starts again! 

Sorry for all this lost time.. I’m not dead, I’m actually pretty well.. o)-< Just.. Tired. 

Yeah. )

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As I ran my halberd-less hand through my hair, I couldn’t help but grow progressively irritated with the way things were going here. Even with all our teams, all our weapons, all our efforts... Our determination, our relentless attempts... We just couldn’t overwhelm these damned Dragoyles the way they managed to do to us. Tobin and I tried our best in landing hits at joint work - these duo-attacks (hopefully) gaining us some advantage.. Needless to say, our hopes were quiet quickly let down; our attempts didn’t accomplish shit.

No matter what we attempted, the great beast always seemed one step ahead of it - as if our movements were so reckless that they were becoming even smoother for them to counter. I grunted as I slid back, using all my remaining strength just to keep up as a burst of steam puffed from my mouth in silent annoyance. I gave a stern look toward my cousin. We didn’t need words to know what was being asked of one another, and there was almost no hesitation in all when we started back to beeline for our target. The cuts and bumps of strategical error did little number on my system now. All I wanted... Was to finish this. To get the key piece. To be done.

As usual, I let emotion swing me into things that I end up regretting for futures to come. Upon Trigger’s and my advance, I swung with my purest frustration, the impact ricocheting my weapon out of my grasp and far behind the battlefield. As the sound of cold steel made its landing into the snowy peak of this mountain, I couldn’t help but curse under my breath. Even Trigger’s scissor flew from him, leaving the both of us shamefully defenseless. We didn’t hesitate at all in diving out of the way, however; those hungry enemy blades were all too close turning out bodies into bits of “kiddy” meal. 

I could feel the flame in my body rising, something I appreciated on the account of this cold, but admittedly, still felt farther from “sound.” Where would this battle lead if we can’t get a damn scratch in..? I’d be lying if I said I wanted to know.

As I sprinted back to get my birthright, I noted Rylan running passed me at a quicker pace than usual. Was it just me, or did something seem different..? 

Just as I managed to pull my halberd free from the ice, I spun around to see Rylan become airborne - but not by his choice. The Dragoyle had swatted him off, the mark he left on its shoulder apparent as day. My eyes glinted in hope, but immediately traded the admiration for horror upon Rylan’s crash into the ground. My response was automatic. He was fucking nuts, and I must look even crazier the way I yelled for him out of worry. 

Without further hesitation, I sprinted toward him, my mind entirely blank of all things than to get him out, but I was quickly stopped by the eruption of a barrier into my face. I stumbled back as if I ran right into a large door of glass.. but I didn’t fall. Or I did, but I got up as quickly as I touched the floor. Next thing I knew, my mallet was gripped in my freezing hands and I was frantically playing whack-a-mole with this disgusting wall. We all called for him, asking for him to come back... But he simply glanced at us, and then as if we were nothing - as if we weren’t even there - he looked away. 

I felt enraged to say the least. How dare he fucking play the hero now, taking on both of them at once when all of us together couldn’t do a single damn thing?! And the sole fact that he ignored us, that he ignored ME after making that sincere promise - I could almost feel my blood burst in their veins. 

Did any of that mean anything to him..? Didn’t we mean anything to him..?!

Sometimes he almost makes me regret not taking my father’s advice, and I think when he gets out of there, I’m going to yell that at him too. He just doesn’t get it otherwise.. He just doesn’t.

Even if Evzen and Trigger had to pry the weapons from my twitching hands, my eyes didn’t move a budge off of the dragon I rooted for inside. And then he was struck. I sunk to the floor, feeling hopelessness, abandonment, and rage all rolled into into one. My fingernails clawed desperately to make progress, just a scratch - anything. 

The fact that he just ignored us now.. I couldn’t take it. To know how Blake felt after losing Nessa... I hoped to never experience it. But Zenno was not in my corner, and I realized that as soon as the barrier disappeared along with Rylan’s blade.

Stumbling desperately to reach him, I called for him, but all he did was turn onto his back, the gush of red more brilliant from his body, even in comparison to the tainted snow below. Memories of better times swarmed at my concentration: the warmth I never ceased to feel laying beside his sleeping body.. The concerned moments spent wrapping one another in bandages after fights or games.. And most unforgettable, the sweet kisses that always filled my stomach with butterflies even through thinking about it.. But within each gap filled this horrifying image. An image that, even upon my own death, will never be erased. 

He was always so cruel to me that way.

Always making me think the worst, and only now does such come true.

I didn’t actually start crying until I truly understood how bleak things looked now. I wanted to move him - to hold him and accept what little time there was left with him.. Yet at the same time, I hated him; I hated how much I loved this jerk. Despite it all, I refused to let these last moments end like that. 

My anger melted into remorseful tears at the connection of his hand to my cheek. Even if he wiped a few away, more just continued to pour out. There was just no stopping this. Sobbing, I nuzzled my cheek into his hand, turning my head every so often to kiss his shaking palm.

You promised me.

You fucking promised me

Damn you.

“Why would you do this..?” 

We could’ve retreated. We could’ve further prepared. There’s no shame in that, couldn’t you see..?

His apologies were worth garbage. They wouldn’t make anything better - not by a long shot. 

And then... He didn’t even get to finish.

As he went cold, a high pitched scream rippled from the deepest point of my diaphragm. I wanted him to come back - I wanted a redo at this entire day, to stop it from even happening. My lips pressed around Rylan’s face with deep yearning as I prayed to Zenno, heaven, hell, anything just to have him back. He would be at peace now, but I’m too greedy. Even a second more sounded so wonderful now.

I wailed for Rylan to wake up, and I guess that must’ve been a problem, because Trigger and Evzen were trying with all their remaining might to pry me off of his dead body. I thrashed as they managed to pull me back, hysterical screams demanding that they just let me be. 

As my cousin heaved me over his shoulder and started back for the portal in silence, I cried in utter defeat. 

I don’t care what Rylan’s excuse was for leaving us all alone like this.. And I don’t care what my dad says.

I loved him.

But even if he said one thing, his final actions alone were louder than any words..

And it was when his body grew distant in the gentle falling snow that he was equally far from feeling the same. 

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Solumergi Sorrows

Log date : March 1st, 1052 NE ( 4060 AD )

The kitten notebook Tobin gave to me came in handy after all. Who would’ve guessed. Wacky cousins can conceal the brightest ideas. 

Y’know that old saying of, ‘you don’t exactly know what you have until it’s gone’..?

Well, I knew. I knew very well - and the worse part is, it only hit me harder when it was all lost. 

Today I realized that I had possibly made the biggest mistake of my life, all on the account of just being here. My best friend on the other hand, Nessa, bless her heart, always seemed to think different. She always felt like just a tiny part of a whole - one egg of a dozen, as she used to put it - someone who just didn’t belong all that much. That was never true of course, and was always were we differed; I always sought more - to make something worth breaking neck for - and despite not saying a word about it to one another, she must have figured as much from me anyway. Sometimes I wish she wasn’t so perceptive that way. It makes me wonder if our differences in that aspect alone were what brought on this horrible... Horrible outcome.

This morning, we departed to the underground temple of Solumergi ( the third neighboring world ) with high hopes and eagerness to snatch the key and be onward with our recovery of Zenno’s scale. After a near hour of stomping around in the sand dunes, we finally found the entrance, and even then it was by accident, as Evzen simply danced around at the wrong place, at the wrong time. 

One inside, we really were in for a treat. It looked like one of those super elaborate Egyptian(?) tombs from those old 21st century films. With hopes to cover more ground, the lot of us split into groups of threes to cover more flanks of the temple before nightfall. To the west, Evzen, Ziv, and Trigger. Blake, Rylan, and Pollux would take the east. Sade, Nessa, plus myself were northbound. This was not one of our better plans - in fact, now I can’t even help but squirm at the the term split because of our mistake. In addition to it all, as if we couldn’t have made much more of a challenge for ourselves, our communicators were generally pointless here ( some hundred feet underground ). For now, all we had was to hope that everything would work out in the end.

As we all took off down our assigned routes, the twins took it upon themselves to mark their tracks as we started our trek, using one of their ‘hunting wire’ as an endless string that would serve as a locator. The farther we went in however, the darker it got, and the harder it was to breathe. It almost got to the point where my spitfires became gas-less lighters, sparking, but not just enough to keep burning. As fun as it was to keep trying to keep the fire going, if a monster didn’t kill me, choking on my own methane surely would’ve. 

I can’t really complain; Nessa and Sade always made the drab things more bearable. Even with this thin of oxygen, Nessa still managed to throw out facts and translations of the wall paintings as if we were catching up on the tour route. Sade.. Well, she never really ever says much. I regret not using my time wisely to get to know her more. 

As the flame I created cut out again, a slight tremor swayed the ground beneath us. It didn’t do much to move us, not even bother us, but with some sand dislodging from the ceiling, we decided to reevaluate our fears here. I could only pray that Trigger and Rylan’s groups were alright.. and that it were just some freak thing - but then where would that leave us..?

I wish I didn’t wonder.

Almost immediately, Nessa and Sade were yanked back by their wires, something beyond our position having been pissed off by it. I snatched for both their arms, backing up once I grabbed them to pull them toward me. Then, suddenly, it just all stopped. The three of us fell in my direction, having been too desperate to keep stable ground for the lot of us. After moving to my feet, I pulled out my halberd readily, in case I would have to charge after them in the darkness. 

As we cautiously continued onward, we met a dead end - or ran into it, rather. As I felt at the cold, hard wall, I picked up on a really weird smell. I spat out a week flame, holding it up only to see an encryption on the wall. Nessa pulled her goggles over her eyes, tapping the framework multiple times as she always did to figure out Zenno knows what. 

“Even love can force us to make irreversible scarifies..” She stated aloud, sounding almost as confused as I felt. Whatever, advice that would be, something happened, for a square shaped portion of the side walls shifted upward with a great screechy upheaval. The three of us clumped together, preparing for the worst, when just another couple of pathways emerged into further darkness.

Nessa suggested that we split further, only to scope for a possible redirection. She insisted that I sat here, at the giant primitive painting, in case Sade or her called for help. I told her flat out that it was a horrible idea, but she simply countered with the fact that, in this darkness and without real direction, I’d just get lost. I wish she listened.

As I plopped down on the hard yellow sand stone below, Sade and Nessa gave a quick wave before heading out in opposite directions. I wish I could’ve gone with the both of them at the same time. I was stupid to not have gone with at least one of them. Nessa just reasoned that I would get in her way, while Sade, well, she’s just to the point. There was no winning with her. 

After a while of silence and growing darkness from another dying flame, I heard two sets of footsteps sprinting back toward me. At first I was rather pleased to see the both of them OK, but it was a moment later that I realized Nessa was panicked. She immediately launched some cables into the ceiling, attempting to close off the way she came from, and as I turned toward Sade I noticed her doing the exact same thing. It didn’t take rocket science to realize that something was wrong here, so I got up and prepared to make myself useful.

“What’s going on?” I asked, gripping the staff of my halberd. 

“We might’ve upset some temple beasts,” Nessa replied, throwing out wires left and right as a shield. “Giant scorpions.”

I didn’t really want to know what a giant scorpion was, but I was blessed with a horrifying example. As they crawled out of the darkness, their disgusting bead-looking tails swayed like an awaiting cobra thats just calculating the moment to strike. Not a moment later, they did, but thanks to Nessa and Sade’s snares, they managed to bounce their strikes back. To our great luck however, the ground decided to release another tremor just as the scorpions decided to strike, caving parts of the elaborate web inward. Before I could jump out of the way, the three of us, including the scorpions at the ends of it, were entangled in wire. 

I struggled frantically, the entrapment practically making my nerves go haywire with fear, but Nessa pleaded me into submission. 

“If you move like that, you’ll only get us further entangled.” She said bleakly. I couldn’t tell if she was proud or horrified of her own contraption.. Maybe both.

“Then both of you get out and report back to Rylan.” I suggested, unaware of my friends’ limitations at this point. I wanted to believe that there was a way out for us somewhere. “Just make sure you guys find the key piece.”

Even Nessa was silent now. It was hard to tell from this position, being sandwiched in between the Baer twins, but I could easily tell I just made the wrong statement.

“.. If those scorpions figure out how to move, the wires will slice through us like cheese. If we move, even with the three of us here, the force of the outer forces will still cut us clean..”

“So what are you saying..?”

“There’s no water here either, Sade and I can’t just puddle out with you..”

“.. With me?”

Nessa paused for another moment.

“Don’t worry Keto, we’ll get you out of here, OK?”

I didn’t like constant the misuse of ‘we’.

“What do you mean..? We’re all getting out of here together--”

“Yeah.. Except Sade and I decided on a new way through for ourselves.”

I felt both of their hands on my shoulders. I don’t know if I totally understood what was going on right then, but my eyes welled up in tears either way.

“If Sade and I push outward, we’ll be able to make enough wiggle room for you to get out. Get ready OK?” 

I couldn’t do it. There had to be another way. One that we’re just too oxygen deprived in the brain to create right there and then. 

“I’m really sorry for all this Keto. I’m glad that I got to become friends with you, though.” A light laugh escaped Nessa’s mouth after she spoke. “I know why I signed up for this now, and even if anyone tries to argue that it was an unwise choice, I’ll just tell them that I’m glad I was able to fulfill it. Because of you guys, every day has seemed less and less like a war and more and more like home.”

It was now that I fully gathered what the inscription she read earlier meant. Nessa must have noticed it too.. Which was probably been why she’s trying so hard to mollify me. 

And then she told me something that felt worse than the cutting wires surrounding us. 

“Give Blake lots of kisses for me, OK~? He likes those.” 

With that, she took a step forward, the tension of our bodies being forced together only gradually being lessened. 

“Why don’t you... Give them to him yourself..!?” 

My voice was stable, but my eyes said all my emotions for me.

“Silly, I’d hate for him to see me like this.”

Another step out was taken. 

“Oh yeah, and if you let my cute clothes collect dust, I’ll kick your ass. So wear them or something, got it?” 

I don’t know how she keeps saying all these things so easily. She really was a lot stronger than I.

“The last thing I want is for someone’s last thoughts of me to be sad..”

Nessa turned her head toward me, her smile brighter than any flame could pull in this darkness. They both forced me under, a yell erupting from my diaphragm because I knew this was it. This was the last time I’d see a smile so warming again. 

“So smile, please.. For me, if no one else~”

I didn’t even have to watch. The images and sounds of body parts being severed up and piling onto the floor in a heap practically burned itself into my memories.

With legs puffed from bits of remains of scorpion poison, I struggled greatly in carrying the remains of my friends. I refused to leave them there. Even if they were in a million pieces, I’d have sat there until every last bit of them was claimed.. Or die trying. I attempted bloodletting to slow the paralysis, and I’ve gotten the key piece... But at the expense of two friends who I held so dearly... and perhaps myself if I don’t find someone soon...

I stumbled around, blurred vision and fatigue grasping at my consciousness.. But I refused to give myself away. That was probably the only good decision I made. A few paces later, I found some of the others.

Seeing Rylan forced my tired eyes to flood once more with tears, but seeing Blake made my knees buckle. 

I fell to my knees in one disgusting heap, screaming for Blake’s forgiveness. He stared at me blankly, confused almost, until he noted the shaky grip I held over his beloved’s head in my arms. His face remained emotionless, but I knew well behind those glasses of his. I knew we all had something deep down in store. 

He stepped up to me, examining her once expression-filled face.. and reached to stroke her hair some, a blank look clear in his eyes. Removing her goggles, Blake simply stared at them as he stroked at the frames, almost as if touching where she once did would restore her living self.

I watched him step back as my own body convulsed, Pollux and Rylan moving forward to fill the space he once took up before me. Next thing I knew, I had woken up at the hospital back in Carkwal..

and here I am, laying in this cold room, writing this. 

If I could swap places, I would. Someone who was so willing to put me before herself.. Is someone who deserves a spot in life more than I. 

They might’ve been twins,

But they truly were important individuals to me.

I just wish they could’ve been here to see their impact on us the same way.

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( &&out . Hey guys!! Will be back online soon - I’m uncertain when just yet, but - I’m taking a tiny breather because I wish to focus on my art projects and uni !! )

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“ I just wanted you to have something nice . . . “

An entire fucking garden Senny.

rough stuff

I hope you’re happy with what you’ve DONE

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Siggy don’t give a biggie

A quote from Live

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(via illusionaryscale)

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accidental affection

send me ✗ for my muse to fall on yours and land on top of them

send me □ for your muse to fall on mine and land on top of them

send me ♕ for your muse to get dared to kiss me

send me ♢ for my muse to get dared to kiss yours

send me ♫ for your muse to catch mine singing in the shower

send me ♩ for my muse to catch yours singing in the shower

send me ♡ for your muse to drunkenly confess feelings to mine

send me ☽ for my muse to drunkenly confess feelings to yours

send me △ for my muse to get trapped in a small closet with yours

send me ❅ for my muse to cuddle up next to yours while asleep on the couch

send me ❥ for your muse to cuddle up next to mine while asleep on the couch

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Let's take a Dam trip

Ziv: Oh. Good. This dam is near a restraurant. Rian.. I'm hungry. May we go get some dam snacks?

Keto: -snorts- Yeah, if there's a souvenir shop nearby, I wanna buy a dam t-shirt

Nessa: But first we should go to the dam bathroom to wash our hands.

Evzen: Maybe I can finally get some dam chocolate

Trigger: -siGHS-

Ziv:

Ziv: I don't get it what's so funny

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friend: i just thought of a new AU—

me:

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( &&out . I owe a lot of you starters / replies . . And I swear I’ll get to all of you, I jus t need t o find . . s ome . .

I also miscalculated how much work I have to do today, so I may not be able to RP like I had originally wanted - but I DO guarantee that I’ll be hustlin’ and bustlin’ replies this weekend !! )

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when you want to write something really deep but it ends up sounding like

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Quick ref of the D

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❝ KeiDEAD:

Uses Row as a meat shield.

“No, NOT AGAIN”

❝ Oi - release the bro ‘n nobody gets hurt !!!1 ❞

❝ No matter what you do you’ll always manage to hurt someone, if not yourself. ❞

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( &&out . Someday I will put older Arthur’s fc tO GOOD USE )

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KeiDEAD:

“DONT YOU FUCKING DO IT”

❝ He’s gonna do it ❞

LEAPS IN THE AIR LIKE LEBRON JAMES

❝ He’s fuckin’ doin’ it ❞

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❝ KeiDEAD:

“It’s still your piss! YOU’RE STILL PEEING ON ME IN SOME WAY. GOD WHO KNOWS HOW LONG THATS BEEN SITTING TOO.”

PULLS WATER BALLOONS OUT OF HIS HOOD.

❝ HEEEEEEEEEEERE ‘S ARTIE. ❞