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breathe in, breathe out Are sins ever truly forgiven? I'd like to find out. Post DoC Cloud Strife Affiliated with KNY and closed

[soldiera]

FAMILIAR FACES. @falsumhero

          it hasn’t been long since he’s found himself ALIVE & in this city called koi, which wasn’t anything like midgar. at least it seemed more welcoming than there, brighter even. he wasn’t one to sit around in the designated apartment he now resided in & it seemed like his roommate was out or either a very silent, deep sleeper. so he took it upon himself to venture out into the chamomile district, since he wanted to get more of a vibe of the area. 

most of the places seemed bittersweet but it was hard to pinpoint why. maybe, it’s because he associated old friends with some of the places because maybe, in a kinder timeline, they could’ve enjoyed places like these. man, now he wished that he could find some company with a familiar face. new places are best explored with friends. 

& as if luck sided for once, he caught sight of peculiarly spiked blond locks. a hairstyle that he knew could only belong to one person. 

          suddenly, excitement brewed at his core & he was quick to catch up to the other person he so desperately hoped was —    “ CLOUD!!    that is you, isn’t it? ” 

[falsumhero]

   Fresh starts were nice. It didn’t feel as though he was weighed down by the same things he was, but at the same time... it hurt to be away from people he truly did care about. He had all these new and wonderful things but still felt like something was missing. Though, something always felt missing, a longing that he couldn’t always place, but now that he could, it somehow made the pain in his chest that much more prominent. 

    There was a voice -- a voice that instantly made that pain his chest swell. He’s hallucinated that voice plenty of times before, and even seen him, but of course it was never real and just his own guilt manifesting something to further drag him down. But every single time he fell for it, turning to see Zack waving him at him, and right here next to him. It felt like the air had left his lungs when he realize that he could feel Zack next to him, hear his voice in full rather than a distant echo. He didn’t say anything at first, he couldn’t say anything. 

    It was breathless when he spoke, bewildered and still waiting for this to be some kind of sick dream. “Z--Zack?” He raised his hand to touch him but lowered it before actually reaching him, afraid to have him disappear right before his eyes. “How...? Is this... are you real?” That’s... probably not what you should say when meeting someone again for the first time, but it’s still not something he really believes is happening and if it is, he’s terrified to break down that emotional wall. 

[falsumhero]

decimaled:

    As clearly obvious as the reality of the situation is, it’s equally obvious that Decim has wildly misunderstood it from the very beginning. He hadn’t at all minded being stopped and asked for all of the cash he had on hand– although it seems like quite a rude request to make of someone, and he had calmly and politely explained that he didn’t have any cash to offer at the moment… so it made him feel a bit guilty to have the man go so far as to offer to give him a knife in exchange when he has to turn the offer down.

    “Thank you, but I’m actually employed as a bartender, so I already have plenty of knives available to me at work–” he doesn’t go so far as to add that the pocket knife that the man pulls out to show him while he’s speaking would be terribly inefficient, seeing as how he already seems to be very agitated as it is. He’s a little surprised to have another stranger come up and interrupt the conversation, but he doesn’t resist it when the blonde tugs him away from his baffled would-be assailant when the conversation had been growing increasingly tense and uncomfortable for him to be in. He doesn’t exactly know this man, either, but he seems at least a little more pleasant than the last one had been… so he’s content to stand silently in the alleyway while he waits for some kind of explanation as to what exactly is going on.

    When the explanation he’s looking for is given, however, he doesn’t exactly react to it very much outwardly beyond some quiet, slightly startled blinking. “I see… I hadn’t realized that was his intention, no. Thank you for interrupting him, if that’s the case.“ Despite his calm composure on the outside, he is a bit more surprised internally and a little… frustrated that he had completely failed to notice or realize the gravity of the situation himself. His brow furrows a bit in thought, but he nods, confirming his safety at the very least. “Yes, I’m fine… thank you for your concern.”

   He can’t really judge this man for.... having no idea what’s going on, but it seems a little much to realize when someone is attempting to rob you at knife-point. It’s almost comical, really, because this man was well over six foot tall and seemed fairly built, like he could easy dissuade a robber who really didn’t seem all the organized. It’s maybe a little rude, but he snorts a bit at the others first response, that he really didn’t realize it, but he sighs and clears his throat, feeling a little stupid for the ugly snorting noise he just made. “You’re welcome but uh, just be more aware next time. Most strangers aren’t gonna offer you a knife just to have.”

   Not really expecting to be giving life lessons about robbery today, it seems his day is taking a strange turn and... he didn’t really have any specific plans so he’s just going to ride whatever wave this is and go with this strange flow. “No problem...” Normally he wouldn’t consider himself... one to go out of his way to just help a random stranger but... why not. (he’s more kind than he would care to admit.) He felt a little bad that maybe this man seemed a bit... helpless in a way. It wasn’t like he pitied him, but felt that it was almost admirable that he was seeing something better in people.

   “You said you were a bartender, right?” He can’t say he’s really been to a bar since he’s been here... or many bars at all that weren’t Seventh Heaven specifically. “Do you want me to walk you to work? Help you out if you need it....” It’s totally normally to just offer to the body guard for a man who’s nearly a foot taller than you. It’s fine. 

[forgottenfourteenth]

@falsumhero ♡’d for a starter

He feels familiar, in a sense— perhaps, it is in the spiky styling of his hair that reminds her of Sora, or the vaguely paler shades of blond that reminds her of Roxas ( if it is something else entirely, she does not question it; there are very few things that can bring her any comfort here, she is not quite yet willing to break that illusion yet ).

The sword is the most jarring, although not wholly terrifying ( unless she is to stop and consider having to fight, which she doesn’t ), it does get her attention. “Do you like it?” She asks quietly, clarifying after a moment. “The fighting, I mean.”

[falsumhero]

   Since he’s been here, he has had the pleasure of meeting all sorts of... interesting people. Some bringing a sense of nostalgia deep in his chest, an ache of people that he has to admit he misses despite enjoying the sort of solitude of not knowing many people. It’s peaceful, which is all he really wants but... the quiet can be deafening. 

   He’s used to people asking about his sword, so he’s not surprised when this stranger approached him. She looks young... Maybe too young to be here all by herself and it catches him of guard that she asks about fighting rather than the weapon itself. “Actually... not really. I’ve never liked it. But sometimes you have to, I guess.”

[paradisexheart-blog]

Training Lessons

[falsumhero]

paradisexheart:

The keyblade wield jumped back, giving her a safe distance from the blond. She forced a temporary break as she examined the sword. Her eyes are bright with curiosity as she pondered all the possibilities. 

“Perhaps it’s based on the world you came from.” She tapped a finger to her cheek, “Just like how my keyblade only goes to those who are worthy to wield it.” She smiled and flexed both her arms, “Maybe you are super strong but the sword chose you!” she gave a light giggle at the thought.

   It’s not the best of memories to dwell on, nor are they.... exactly complete memories. Clearly he’s aware of how he got as ‘strong’ physically as he is, but sometimes the steps from point A to point B seem muddled, and it wasn’t something he thought he would have to think about when helping her train. 

   “Yeah.... somethin’ like that. Like.... drug enhancements?” He’s clearly quite awkward in his vague explanations, touch and go with what feels like too much to say or too... odd. Looking at his sword, he doesn’t necessarily smile but his chest puffs up a bit with pride. “I made this one. I like it.” It fits him more than the one he used to carry... though this one doesn’t hold the same sentimental value, it doesn’t weigh down his mind with any guilt either.

[paradisexheart-blog]

Training Lessons

@falsumhero

When he first showed her his weapon, Strelitzia couldn’t help but look on incredulously. That cannot be considered a sword. The buster sword that Cloud could lift and swing so easily was almost the young girl’s height, let alone wider than her as it is. 

That was some time ago. This is their third or fourth time where the quiet duo has paired up to do some sort of training. (It was more as a sparring lesson for Strelitzia, she never was considered trained in fighting.)

“You know Cloud,” she hummed for a moment, slashing her keyblade through the air as if it was weightless, “Your sword must weigh a lot…how do you manage to keep it up?”

[falsumhero]

    Even though this city seemed more peaceful over wall, he didn’t want to fall out of practice. He knows better than to fall into a false sense of security or... any security. He was thankful to have met Strelitzia, who seemed to at least on some level understand his need to do... something. 

    She was talented, it was nice getting to know her in to some degree, even if they share more blows and strikes than words. It caught him a little off guard when she spoke, causing him to lose focus and have to move faster than normal to block her blade, bouncing back with a hum at the question.

    It was... difficult to explain to someone that wasn’t from his own world. “I’m sure it does, yeah.” That’s not really answering her question... It’s not like he was super quick with it, delivering powerful blows rather than quick and precise ones. “It’s not really natural strength, you know?” She doesn’t know, that’s why she asked and he didn’t give a very good answer. 

[tfwnoninjutsu-blog]

ow my face -- cloud & lee

@falsumhero

As all ninja were, Lee was great at multi-tasking. He could balance several plates while standing on one leg, and recite some terrible poetry about youth and springtime.

Except.

Except when he gets himself too wound up in something. Like say, reading a billboard ad about a new gym opening up! As Lee trudged by the sign, his mouth moved wordlessly as he read. Poor guy didn’t see the telephone pole coming.

THUNK! And Lee was out like a light.

Someone help him.

[falsumhero]

   In his short time here, he’s already witnessed plenty of avoidable tragedies, but this one... well, the man must have deserved it in some way for not paying attention to where he was running. What if that pole was a person and he knocked them over and hurt them? So what if he was out cold... it wasn’t really any of his business.... but standing over the young man he just... couldn’t walk away.

   With a heavy sigh, he lifts the boy up over his shoulder to lay him down in a more shaded area. He didn’t seem to be too injured, except for the nice red spot forming on his forehead. Well, if he has a concussion he shouldn’t be passed out for too long so... he just sits down beside the stranger and pulls a water bottle from his bag. “Sorry...” He whispers in advance before dumping the water over the guy to wake him up, not all of it, but... enough. 

[pinkdragonchild-deactivated2018]

@falsumhero

   What a huge sword! It is such a prominent feature of that man’s attire (aside of his very spiky hair), Blumei can’t just resist bringing it up, even though he tried not to.

“How do you fight with such a huge sword? It must be very heavy! You must be very strong!”

[falsumhero]

   He’s seen enough strange things in life that he didn’t really question why this... child was approaching him. Sighing, he instinctively touches the handle of it and... he doesn’t think it’s that heavy. 

   “It’s not so bad.... Or maybe I am just really strong.” He pauses and... you know.... he’s a bit tender hearted. “....Did you want to try and hold it?” Sure, just hand a huge sword to a child, that’s a great idea. 

[falsumhero]

      “ hmm... “ Now, this sort of place wasn’t exactly the kind that he would expect murder of all things but nowhere’s truly ever safe, it would seem.

              He didn’t really know the person so this really wasn’t any of his business. 

                        Though, he was curious. 

[persephonememes]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐒 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘 /  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠.

❛ And for twenty-five years, nothing. Not a whisper, not a clue. ❜

❛ Look at her – I would die for her. I would kill for her. Either way – what bliss. ❜

❛ Unhappy, darling? ❜

❛ Cara mia! ❜

❛ Last night, you were… unhinged. You were like some desperate, howling demon. You frightened me. Do it again. ❜

❛ Sorry about the window! ❜

❛ They grow up so fast, don’t they? ❜

❛ Don’t torture yourself. That’s my job. ❜

❛ Don’t tease. ❜

❛ Let me go! ❜

❛ Gimme that! Stop it! I’m warning you! It’s not a good day! ❜

❛ Can’t you keep up? ❜

❛ I wish you’d drop by more often. ❜

❛ The seance - tonight. Won’t you come? ❜

❛ Wait a minute, hold on! You have to listen to me! ❜

❛ Please… Just hear me out… ❜

❛ What a miserable evening. ❜

❛ Did you hear that?! ❜

❛ But don’t you think that’s absurd? ❜

❛ Isn’t that the most ridiculous thing you’ve ever heard? ❜

❛ Darling, how does this work again? ❜

❛ Don’t be shy. ❜

❛ Can you ever forgive me? ❜

❛ You were so dashing, you could have any woman you wanted, dead or alive. ❜

❛ Water under the bridge. Forgiven. Forgotten. ❜

❛ You forgot our secret password? ❜

❛ Can I have ice cream? ❜

❛ You spoil me… mon amour. ❜

❛ Isn’t it too enchanting? ❜

❛ There’s a trick to it. Of course. ❜

❛ Oh, no. ❜

❛ What is truth? What is fiction? ❜

❛ But let’s get to bed. ❜

❛ Spirits above me - give me a sign! Shall I be joyous? Or shall I be damned? ❜

❛ Sleepless night? ❜

❛ I don’t think so. ❜

❛ Here it is - suspicion and anxiety. ❜

❛ Haven’t you ever slaughtered anyone? ❜

❛ I’ve been around. I pick things up. ❜

❛ It’s going to be fun! ❜

❛ Darling, I’m sorry! ❜

❛ I said I was busy! ❜

❛ I changed my mind! ❜

❛ It’s a promise. ❜

❛ You were terrific. ❜

❛ What a sublime evening. A theatrical triumph… ❜

❛ A Shakespearean delight! ❜

❛ You were so beautiful - pale, and mysterious. ❜

❛ You bewitched me. I proposed that very night. ❜

❛ You were so right! What an evening! ❜

❛ How long has it been since we’ve waltzed? ❜

❛ Sometimes people have had terrible childhoods. And sometimes they just haven’t found their special place in life. And sometimes they’re dogs from hell and must be destroyed. ❜

❛ Despite everything, I don’t hate you. ❜

❛ Darling, take care! ❜

❛ To live without you - only that would be torture. ❜

❛ A day alone - only that would be death. ❜

❛ You never really loved me! ❜

❛ Come, my love - to safety! ❜

❛ What can I say? He’s going to break hearts. ❜

[falsumhero]

@balduo || By the Blades

   This town seemed so peaceful, reasonably he didn’t need a weapon but he feels so... exposed and uncomfortable without his very familiar large weapon. He should have at least something since his new roommate clearly couldn’t defend himself let alone another person. That need to feel protected and unexposed was what brought him into a sword shop... but that’s where it dawned on him that he really didn’t know much anything about swords. 

    His sword was given to him and prior to that he had primarily used guns so... even though he was better with a sword than a gun now, that didn’t mean he actually knew the first thing about them. Some were... super long and some were all short and fat... he really didn’t know what exactly did what or the benefit of them or origins or whatever. Clearly confused and window shopping, he sees someone else looking around and swallows hard... okay, don’t be a coward, start conversations. 

     “Are you good at this stuff?” That is.... not a very way to start a conversation. 

[falsumhero]

@decimaled​ || Robbery and Also Fraud.

    He was headed to his new home... finally. Well, none of this particularly made sense but it wouldn’t be the first time he finds himself in a strange place and can’t exactly remember how he got there. Hopefully the last but with how his life goes, probably not... Not having much with him to begin with, he thought it best to not go shopping or anything until he found where he would have to carry things and take the one bag he did have to whatever and wherever home was now. He had yet to do much of anything and he was exhausted, drained.

    So, when he passed someone who... clearly didn’t understand he was being robbed he told himself he wouldn’t help. That wasn’t his job or anything so why should he... plus the man that was being told that his soon to be attacker had a knife was a very large, well built man so clearly he could defend himself.... Wait did this man really not understand he was robbed? He wasn’t joking? Well... whatever, it’s not any of his business and he wasn’t going to get involved. He certainly was not.

     ..... and with a sigh, he walks over to the scene and gets between the poor idiot getting robbed and said robber, grabbing the assailants wrist and squeezing tight, enough to bruise but not enough to break. “We’ll be on our way now.” He didn’t really hesitate before pulling the very tall white haired man by the arm out of the alley and pulls him along the street until they were out of earshot of... wherever the hell they were. He didn’t really thing to stop sooner to stop and talk to the man since he was obediently following, or even get a good look at him but now that he was.... he couldn’t help but notice his eyes. Not that he has much room to judge about strange eyes but they were noticeably not normal, not that they were bad. 

     He realized he was staring without speaking and looked away, rubbing the back of his neck. “You do know that guy there was trying to rob you, right? If you’re well and fine I’ll just... ya know, go.” This man was an adult he should really already know this stuff!! He’s not a man sitter..... no no.... But as he goes to walk away, he sighs again and stops. “Are you okay, though?” He’s soft, he can’t help it.  

[falsumhero]

  {{ h...hewwo..... I’m very excited to bring Cloud to kny!  He’ll be post DoC so he’ll have a lot of sass back and he’s on the road to healing. If you want to reach out to me at all you can reach me on discord or @fulgurian on twitter or on discord ! 

   With that I’ll post a starter call and keep it uncapped because in this home we die like men and ex-SOLDIERs are braver than the us marines. So like this post for a starter. 

[robvalentines]

“About Cloud, isn’t the left-hand side of his design modelled on FFVII’s Vincent?” 

Nomura:  Yes, his left arm is in Vincent’s image. This time, in this setting, Cloud is leaning towards the dark side, and I wanted to make him a bit more demon-like. And, since Vincent was exactly that kind of design, I just added it in. Although I would have liked to put Vincent in the game too…

[aienkienrp]

Just in case Tumblr ate my ask, as it is want to do.... here is Cloud Strife from final fantasy vii. Application is /app... (lord help me im back on my bs)

Welcome to Koi, Cloud Strife!

You will be housed in Chamomile Apartments. Many congrats on your being fated with Decim! May the both of you experience a wonderful time here in our humble city. If you need anything, consult the City Council or Pairing Project at your earliest convenience. Best of luck to you and enjoy your stay! Your welcome package contains a friendship bracelet, a watch, and a mini telescope!

♡ Sorbet Mod.

[thechocobros]

“ F O R  T H E Y  A R E  C O M I N G  B A C K . “

(… we’re still waiting)

[no025]

Draw me.

Oohh, well. That was a request this ‘chu wasn’t expecting. After a silent nod, he positioned himself next to his notepad and got to work. It took longer than the others, and a lot few glances upwards at the requester mostly ‘cause of his hair, but. Eventually, it was done. And pikachu held his sketchbook up with slight triumph. 

It was a challenge, this one. And he’d never back down from a challenge. 

“–’Kachu!”

[falsumhero]

      Huff.

             I don’t see the resemblance.

[falsumhero]

I'm sorry, I can't seem to understand you just like I can't understand two other sword wielders. It's as if you're all speaking a completely different language.

     “Well that’s not really my problem.” Last he checked, he was speaking English.. Whatever they spoke on this island, apparently he was going to be left out. Whatever.