' made in heaven.

"We're all riding together now." A Vincent Valentine account. [hiatus] Open to all fandoms.

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faythium:

Vincent Valentine, Final Fantasy VII.

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Sept 7

Need sleep. Too tired to write in fancy text. That's my mood right now haha

But yes, actually I will take a moment right now to write to Rufus, Rikku, and Zer0 to say I haven't forgotten about you guys and the replies I owe. I'm gonna see if I can handle em tomorrow before the crazy next week happens for me. 

At the same time, I also wanna write / mention a few people here as a thank you the follows as I was away. Your name will be tagged here along with those to whom I owe. So thank you to the new followers and I'd like to talk rps if it's okay :) Goodnight everyone, good luck with this crazed heat.

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gxnmetal started following you

To make any kind of sense, before he landed down in this Radiant Garden, he had shot down a few of the Heartless ships that took him on.

He landed hard, and as a result, the ship was lost as he jumped for safety. For a moment as he walked around, he noticed these strange living ducks run back to a store nearby. And then the Heartless came back for some possible revenge.

Without a second thought, and rushing in like Bogart, the outsider took out Cerberus and began unloading on the feral, dark beasts. Moving from building to surface, the gunfire could be heard throughout the town and people hid for cover. And with good reason, given how deadly this weapon of iron could be.

The next moment, he noticed a younger male in the distance with a blade / revolver. His attention was now fixed on this possible enemy, as he reloaded Cerberus and fixing his attention.

"I'm not with them. The Heartless have been eliminated. I mean no harm." it was the kind of response that was appropriate. Short and to the point after a tense moment.

[operativeivalentine]

   “Need something?”

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He could hear a voice calling to him from a distance. A female voice, and maybe it was because he entered in the wrong area and stumbled upon some headquarters of an agency from what it appears.

"Yes, just what is this BSAA and who are you?"

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Homecoming (gekkabijinhime)

[gekkabijinhime]

  Sound of wakizashi blades clashes in the midst of her heated fierce battle after pursuing her clone and being evenly match . She stares at those cold assassin eyes . Those eyes were once shown where she fought Raidou. She was taken back , Phase 4 took advantage of the situation and rams her knee against Kasumi’s belly breaking her guard and leaving her stun and dashes past her.

Blood gashes out of her wounds as she collapsed onto cold hard ground. Her body numb and vulnerable before Phase 4. She watched Phase 4 makes her way over towards her. She yelped out a painful cry when Phase 4 gotten hold locks of her hair and yanking it back forcing her to face her with Phase 4 wakizashi blade raised.

Phase 4’s wakizashi was shot off her hand , she hissed releasing the wounded Kasumi; glaring at the man in red cloak before fleeting the scene. Kasumi lost concious.

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Keeping his attention on the double, he could tell he had the advantage over her. The composed and ready outsider had kept Cerberus prepared as his focus was on this double, who was now furious that she was being beaten by a man she'd never seen before.

It's true he had no physical fighting ability like a certain member of AVALANCHE, but he made up for it in his close to deadly precision. A little more and he could have grazed her thumb. Gun smoke had faded out as she looked at him in disgust. 

Moments later, she teleported for the blade to which he had shot even further out. But now the real fight was going on; both the double and the gunman had teleported again and again to different heights. He was able to get another round in her, as it grazed the shoulder. They landed back down to the roof and she departed with her blade.

After this heated trade of blows, he walked over to this young kunoichi who had lost some blood earlier. He took a knee and saw the wound. "How bad is it?"

[eternalcalms-blog]

  Yuna had let her thoughts distract her again. It happened a lot, nowadays. It caused her to lose focus and enter a sort of robotic state, where she simply walked in a straight line. She didn’t usually bump into walls or pillars – someone would have guided her away. However, the high summoner was not excused from clumsily bumping into citizens. In fact, it was a lot more likely.

She’s had her fair share of reactions – from those who kindly forgave her, and to some who weren’t so friendly, despite knowing who she was. Some people were just… touchy.

          “– oh! Thank you!”

The young woman was glad to hear, however, that this particular man appeared to be kind, not minding that she’d just gotten in his way. Yuna smiled, relieved, as she looked up at the stranger. He was considerably taller than her, causing her to take a step back. Instinctively, she bowed her head again as she introduced herself.

        "I can tell you’re not from around here."          Yuna responded, raising her head           once more to look at him.         "My name is Yuna. What’s your name?”

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Giving the warm smile kept him at ease and made him feel warm inside. He had to look down due to his six feet height and it was understandable if someone accidentally bumped right into him. 

He did notice a few things about this young individual. As she did appear like those back in his homeland, her fashion stood out as well as the choice in color. It was just another sign of how different of a land he was in. Feeling the wind come down on him, he felt his mantle begin to rustle and move to the left side, almost making contact with her.

"Now it's my turn to apologize." He responded, as he kept a light smile on his face. "A pleasure Yuna. My name is Vincent Valentine and as you can tell...I'm not from this land."

He then happily gave his right leather covered hand to her for a formal greeting.

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skellingtonbxnes has followed you

[skellingtonbxnes]

            [ ☥ ] — ❝Vincent Valentine… Sounded like you were a poet before. Have you heard of William Shakespeare?❞, he asked the man, his hands resting behind his back. Jack really loved to read, from William Shakespeare, Edgar Allen Poe, and Emily Blunt to Stephen King and Neil Gaiman, he felt that mortals were a bit silly about the darkness. Or was it just Jack? The town are not that scary. It’s just their job as scarers.

         ❝Oh, you were… lost?❞, Jack asked as he started to open the gate. ❝Then, perhaps I can take you back to your home through the Hinterlands. But you might need to come back when the sun is around. It’s too dangerous to go out at this hour.❞

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Shakespeare didn't really set off any familiar names in his head, as he simply gave a false nod. Even when he tried to make sense of this still unfamiliar world, this trust issue was now seeming all the more reason to trust in Jack. He was the person who knew where and what to avoid, which is a rare help to find anywhere.

"The Hinterlands...? You'll have to forgive me but what exactly is that?" The more he asked questions, the more he began to give off tells that he had no idea of how this land worked. And to him, although he has protection, it's a situation no one wants to appear as. "What danger is in this land? Because I can be qualified for patrol duty if you need." And with that, he heard foot steps that weren't Jack's, coming from behind a tombstone.

[thefallenronin]

  Auron frowned slightly at the question. It was an odd thing to ask. What this man was suggesting was impossible, for any machina at least. Sin alone possessed that kind of ability. Controlling when and where it took you, however, was out of the question. He glanced around, noting the stares they were receiving from the bystanders. The worn guardian wasn’t fond of attention.

“I’m afraid no machina exists that can accomplish what you’re asking. That is far beyond their capability. May I ask why you wish to know?”  

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But there had to have been a way. The crowds were just watching but they had nothing to really contribute and even listen in on this conversation. In his head, he wanted to find his one way exit and something told him that Midgar or Edge wasn't anywhere in this land.

"There's a reason why I ask." He paused. "Because this land is 'new' to me." He responded as he emphasized the 'new'.

"Is there any other place outside of this metropolis?"

It's true the people seemed the same but the fashion and the appearance revealed this land was foreign to him. As much as he wished he could learn more about Zanarkand, he had other pressing matters to worry on.

[jokyoukou]

Eye contact is like a zap of static. Yukiko catches herself amid her stupor from studying his unconventional appearance, gaze hastily replacing him with the ground beneath them instead. How on earth was she to convince any given stranger that she wound up in such a frankly otherworldly place by falling through a television set? The workings of the ‘TV world’ alone were already tricky enough to make coherence of.

Tucking her hands behind her back, she nervously pinches her wrist, willing for this to be no more than a lucid dream. She then grimaces. Is this how a certain friend of hers felt when she couldn’t make heads or tails of where or how she’d come to be?

"I… can’t seem to remember," Yukiko replies feebly, tracing her mind’s eye through the disoriented walks she’d wandered through after waking up on the dusty floorboards of a vacant house. Everything felt utterly… surreal. “I-I’ve never seen nor heard of a place like Edge before in my life… Yet when I came to, I found myself here, in this town,and it felt like I’d been asleep for several hours before that…”

Frustration is beginning to seize the better of her judgment. “I-I’m sorry. I must not be making any sense.”

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She did seem really unsure as to what was going on. In his head, the only assumptions he had was the likelihood she was drugged or tricked at some point. With no parental guardian or even any way home, she was in trouble and the weasels were as present as could be.

"Well wherever you're from, this place isn't as dangerous as you might imagine.  This I can assure you."

He didn't make any contact because of how he was keeping his skepticism hidden. But he tried to display good posture to her. A nice way to keep manners and customs present. 

"I have to ask you this however." He paused as he moved his right thumb on his lower lip, pondering her origins. "If you aren't from here, then you likely are from another realm. A realm different from this one."

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【Received [Follower: emptypistol]!】 【Received [Follower: legacyofafallenhero]!】 【Received [Follower: soldierslegacy]!】

(Definitely doesn’t look like someone from here.) "You lost?"

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Looking through this vast land of enormous beauty, things didn't seem so alarming. But then a male approached him.

"Lost? I might be, but who might you be?"

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xmilitis is following you

[xmilitis]

█ ⊰ ϟ ⊱         ;;

      How his words delve into her like a bullet in sentence, damnation for this civil injustice in the midst of a blind eye. As if the red was on her hands over the Sanctum’s mass ploy to purge ‘contaminated’ vessels. That very strike of accusations spark fired a bitter shock down her spine, crawling every inch of her synapses in defense. She was in no damn mood to play the blaming game, not with this nonsensical twat. Her sister’s life hung in the balance of completing Lightning’s focus: save Cocoon. As a marked L’Cie, the government didn’t give two cents if her Focus was to salvage or purge. Rigid frame turned in full face against his presence. Oh how the irritation reverberated at the back of her throat, like a tempted lioness restrained from lunging at his throat.

          ❝ Does it look like i give a damn?                 All I care about is saving my sister,                 let this place burn to the ground.             But like H e l l do I have to answer to you. ❞

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"You just revealed something through your temper." he responded blatantly. 

He kept his eyes focused on her. Whether she believed it or not, he was a person who could try to see some 'tells' someone could have. Given her response, this sister she had could be among one of them. One of the marked. But he did also find out, to her misfortune, that she is also one of PSICOM's own. His mantle moved with the wind, as his hair also blew in the same direction. 

"I don't care what this governing system has for ideals. I'm not from this land. But given your answer, maybe your sister is marked like those before her."

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Sept 6

ooc: Good to be on here again. As I mentioned before, this blog is on a semi-hiatus status so for those who don't know yet, this is why I am normally not seen here during the week (and more so now because of the amount of work I have to handle). But thank you to the new follows as I was gone, hope to rp with everyone of you :)

I know I have responses to get to and I will take care of them as I can but if I missed you please let me know and I can respond back as soon as I have a moment. Thank you to everyone for your patience and understanding and hope you all are keeping cool under this horrid sun. 

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pilferess is following you

Feeling the soothing sounds of the water from Luca, he had some temporary relief. Nothing could beat the sight of Luca and this relatively unique metropolis; there is a city with plenty to visit and not too far are where the ships lie. 

He did stand out as he looked across the body of water in front of him. The story in his eyes was quietly being retold only to him about his travels in this land. But that concentration was broken as he heard footsteps from a uniquely dressed female. He turned to her and asked "Ah, who have we here?"

[steelhart-archive-deactivated20]

  「❤ - ❝I did not have surgery Vincent…it’s just…a long fucking story.❞

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"Then please, share with me your story if it's not surgery. I must admit, I'm not used to this tone of voice you have at that."

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I feel it's about time I make one of these since it's been some time since I've come back. I know right now I go away because of how occupied my schedule is but, I think it's time the following people deserve recognition for making my time better here. They're an absolute joy to have around your dashboards, some I have known since I have reemerged, and some are new people that have such an on par writing ability. 

This is my thanks to the few I've known for quite a while and to those that I have met just recently and already you guys are just grand to have around here. I also must say thank you to the folks in charge of GuardianForces for keeping me around and letting me handle my busy schedule:

nibelhart, sxcrifie, wingsofheartilly, albhedgreen, starstealxr, steelhart, gaiafleur , tengu-beauty, hymnbound, blasteredged, distressedsavior, valaguavalentine, illusionarysoldier, wiithoutequal, chaoticfracture, femmexsomniferum, slave-crown, cordiis, repentantfortune, enlxght, caelxstis, venatrixque, numericalassassin, lenisxrex, vicesovereign, bullethound, xmilitis, lazuliss, bxohazard, codename-killerbee, tesla-gravity, hurricanewhipseven, serxphic,  tidesofpower,  timeless-encounters, nibelheimsweetheart, skellingtonbxnes, thefallenronin, ioncxmplete, aeternumvocantem, cherrylippedsnowblack, gekkabijinhime, gxijin, 

I hope this tags those mentioned on here. To those who I have mentioned, this one's on me. Thank you to all you guys out there. And may we all continue interacting.

[freddieardley]

'Ships of the Past' 2014

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