A Kingdom Hearts/Final Fantasy Moogle OC RP blog that blends elements of both together, with Final Fantasy Tactics Advance being the main inspiration for the latter. I also have many headcannons about the former, including moogles being able to travel between worlds (magically?) due to the moogle shops in KH2. Keitaro is a Moogle Gunner who half-retired to become a shopkeeper when a close call showed him that taking up quests and going on adventures wasn't necessarily the most efficient way to get money. Even as he learned the ropes while working as a security guard for another shopkeeper, he still had the drive to go out and prove his worth that lead him towards adventuring in the first place. And so with the whole of the multiverse to choose from to set up his main shop, Keitaro picked a world with a zombie apocalypse that was reasonably under control to prove that a successful business could be run in the middle of one, especially with the scattered Heartless about. Of course, such a task means that Keitaro can't always be at his shop, but he has an automated hologram set up there to handle the typical transactions while he's away (or sleeping). Whether it's helping the main survivor settlement so that he's more comfortable or making a visit to make business arrangements, he almost always has a logical reason to sate his inner adventurer. Keitaro resides in Zombie City, the same world used over at my sideblog alwaysinovermyhead, but he is also capable of visiting other worlds the same way he got to Teague's.
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“Alright, little guy. Show me your finest wares,” Axel smirks. He doesn’t really need anything–but he loves talking to moogles. Liars know liars… and he always enjoys hearing a ridiculous upsell, feigning interest, and then walking away.
“If you’re looking for fine wares you’ve got the wrong shop kupo. I stock what the people here will buy, and they don’t really want expensive stuff, kupo. Though if for whatever reason you’re interested in gunpowder, kupo, I keep a supply of moogle-grade gunpowder around.”
“Ah, that does make sense, kupo. With me operating primarily in a single location though, I usually do my business in Munny, kupo.” He takes out a 1-Munny piece to show what the golden rounded octahedron currency looked like. “Gold pieces are the second most common, and sometimes one of my normal clients wants to pay in american dollars, kupo.” Keitaro humored those who did that, the money was worth something in some universe out there.
“No kidding, but at least shooting their heads off is easy enough, kupo.”
Keitaro looks over at some of the books Bao has in stock. “What’s in these books, kupo?” He knew enough about magic to know it wasn’t wise to go poking into a book you knew nothing about, especially if you weren’t a mage.
“…Munny.” He repeats, looking rather deadpan. “Very original.” He could feel his irritation returning steadily again. At least they had real currency too. Golden coins and dollars he could work with at least. Hopefully this ‘munny’ wouldn’t gum up his register.
He rolled his eyes. Shooting. Guns were so dull. What in the name of the demonic realm was so impressive in a piece of metal that went bang?
He glanced at the book indicated. “Those are pertaining to illusions and trickery. Generally things that would mislead an individual.”
Keitaro sighs a little. Man the universe clash was strong here. Why wouldn’t he do his business in a form of currency that dropped from the Heartless that were defeated from around his main place of operations?
“Do the spells in this book get their power from an internal magical reserve, kupo? I know a mage who might be interested, but I want to make sure the type of magic meshes well if I’m going to buy it for him, kupo.”
The Search Ghost appears from behind Teague, and tries to drain his health. “Watch out!” Big Belly the Large Body said as he pushed Teague out of the way with his belly and attacked the Search Ghost.
Teague was more thrown off guard by Big Belly pushing him out of the way than he was the Search Ghost, which was saying something about how quickly he could spot critical details like that in a fight. He ended up stumbling because of it and it took a moment for him to get back up, during which he kept an eye on the heartless. He withheld any comments he would’ve made too.
“Okay, kupo,” Keitaro says, taking a look around. He keeps his arms to himself as he does so, although he has to use his wings to fly up to the higher shelves to get a look at what’s on them. He spends a longer amount of time gazing at the rings and books available in store, trying to guess what powers they’d have like a detective with no magical prowess might.
“Not really a common thing where I’m from, kupo,” Keitaro says. It was true, zombie apocalypses tended to be rarer when zombies weren’t uncommon to fight. “Understandable, kupo. I have plenty of cash, though I might need to convert it to the right currency, kupo. Which reminds me, what currency do you use, kupo?”
“I am not picky about which currency. I can exchange it myself later.” He explained simply, waving a hand. “My shop is linked to many places in many countries, I feel only allowing one currency would be rather… limiting.” He admitted. He wasn’t about to admit that his register was enchanted. What went in it didn’t really matter, when he came to withdraw it, it would be the currency he needed…. generally speaking. There had been hiccups.
He’d never forgotten the look on a customer’s face when he’d attempted to give them change in the form of an ancient Greek drachma.
“Zombies… ugh…” He visibly shudered. “Dreadful things. Rotten and festering… one of my peers, Kuy, had a particular liking for them. Disgusting…”
"Ah, that does make sense, kupo. With me operating primarily in a single location though, I usually do my business in Munny, kupo.” He takes out a 1-Munny piece to show what the golden rounded octahedron currency looked like. “Gold pieces are the second most common, and sometimes one of my normal clients wants to pay in american dollars, kupo.” Keitaro humored those who did that, the money was worth something in some universe out there.
“No kidding, but at least shooting their heads off is easy enough, kupo.”
Keitaro looks over at some of the books Bao has in stock. “What’s in these books, kupo?” He knew enough about magic to know it wasn’t wise to go poking into a book you knew nothing about, especially if you weren’t a mage.
“Oh, that does make sense for why photos alone wouldn’t be credible, kupo,” Keitaro says. Unlike Bao though he did not have that kind of magic readily available. Or much magic at all, besides some synthesis skills and his gunmanship.
“Well unless you are running a shop in the middle of a zombie apocalypse kupo, you will not have to worry about competition from me. Being in a different universe is generally a good way to prevent competition between different stores kupo.” He knew that claim was still a bit dubious but hopefully the apocalypse detail would make sense.
“I am glad you understand.” Bao muttered, peering down at him. “Regardless, whether or not ‘Moogle’ is a real term, you do not seem to be here to cause trouble. I will permit you to stay and browse if you so wish. Just try not to break anything.” He warned.
He rolled his eyes. “Ugh. Zombie apocalypse. How dull.” Bao muttered under his breath. He’d had quite enough of them from recent human media. “While that is true, I only give away arcane items or incantations for cash, card, or trade if you have an item I believe might be worth it.”
“Okay, kupo,” Keitaro says, taking a look around. He keeps his arms to himself as he does so, although he has to use his wings to fly up to the higher shelves to get a look at what’s on them. He spends a longer amount of time gazing at the rings and books available in store, trying to guess what powers they’d have like a detective with no magical prowess might.
“Not really a common thing where I’m from, kupo,” Keitaro says. It was true, zombie apocalypses tended to be rarer when zombies weren’t uncommon to fight. “Understandable, kupo. I have plenty of cash, though I might need to convert it to the right currency, kupo. Which reminds me, what currency do you use, kupo?”
I swear, whenever I approach a blog asking to RP and get told no, I just wanna hug them. Yeah, I know that sounds weird, but it’s just so rare to find people who will actually be honest and straightforward about that kind of stuff nowadays, and it’s so refreshing to get an honest answer. Most of the time I either get given the silent treatment, or, MORE annoyingly, the person will SAY yes, but then either right after I post a starter or maaaybe a couple replies in they’ll just go silent.
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Keitaro sighs, getting the feeling it would be better to just drop the matter of his race… until.. “What’s photoshop, kupo?” The question was genuine, as was the confusion on Keitaro’s face.
The second part though, that one lead Keitaro to thinking this visit was likely a loss. He sighs. “I am not great with people, kupo. I was an adventurer for the first part of my life kupo.” He merely nods at the magic part. “Good point kupo. I suppose you have more expertise than me there because I stick to the simple stuff kupo.”
Bao observed his expression for a moment, then huffed. “It is a photo editing software for computers developed by mortals. It allows you to manipulate images.” He explained, waving a clawed hand. “I have been told it is fairly easy to use, I have yet to investigate it fully myself.” If he really wanted to change an image, he had spells for such things.
“It’s not so much people skills that are the problem here. It’s logical really.” Bao explained. “ If you have a shop, and you were to start selling the same magical items that I do, it would be competition.” He pointed out simply. “If anything you’re one of the more tolerable people I’ve had in my shop. Even if I do find the claims your species are called ‘Moogles’ dubious.” He said, giving Keitaro credit where credit was due. At least the weird little creature wasn’t trying to exorcise him.
“Oh, that does make sense for why photos alone wouldn’t be credible, kupo,” Keitaro says. Unlike Bao though he did not have that kind of magic readily available. Or much magic at all, besides some synthesis skills and his gunmanship.
“Well unless you are running a shop in the middle of a zombie apocalypse kupo, you will not have to worry about competition from me. Being in a different universe is generally a good way to prevent competition between different stores kupo.” He knew that claim was still a bit dubious but hopefully the apocalypse detail would make sense.
Keitaro sighs and begins rummaging through… something at his side. “Yes, kupo, have you ever seen an adult this short?” He flutters his wings to show off they were real while he focuses on finding something. Soon enough though, he takes out a bunch of photos, all with Keitaro and other Moogles shown within them. “There, will that help convince you kupo?”
He was a little wary at the demon bit, but with how relatively peaceful this one was he had a feeling it wouldn’t bite if he didn’t. With the distrust though, he was still wary. “Not at all, kupo. I entered the shopkeeping business to get away from the trouble I regularly found myself in as an adventurer, kupo.”
With that little bit out of the way, there were a few questions lingering in the back of his mind that he wanted to ask. “…This is an odd enough place I am not sure what planet I am on, kupo. Also, I can tell these items are magical in nature, but can you tell me what type of magic, kupo?”
“Yes. Adult humans, adult demons, adult imps, and many other adult things appear that height.” He retorted, his tone dry and matter-of-fact. He glances at the photographs, before raising a finger and stating. “I have been present in the mortal realm for almost a hundred years. I am well aware of the existence of Photoshop, they could very well be forged.”
The demon may have appeared peaceful, but in actuality he just couldn’t be asked doing something… demonic. He was technically still on vacation. Sure he could impale the intruder on a stone spike should he wish to, but unless they were trying to rob him he couldn’t really be asked.
“Now you’re just insulting me.” He grumbled, setting down his newspaper an turning in his seat to give this ‘Moogle’ his full attention. “You reveal to me you are a shopkeeper, then expect me to reveal trade secrets pertaining to my own shop? I know I’m old but I am not a fool.” He let the jaws of his skull click together sharply. “Besides, I don’t just sell one type of magic. Why in the name of the Demonic-Realm would I limit myself so?”
Keitaro sighs, getting the feeling it would be better to just drop the matter of his race... until.. “What’s photoshop, kupo?” The question was genuine, as was the confusion on Keitaro’s face.
The second part though, that one lead Keitaro to thinking this visit was likely a loss. He sighs. “I am not great with people, kupo. I was an adventurer for the first part of my life kupo.” He merely nods at the magic part. “Good point kupo. I suppose you have more expertise than me there because I stick to the simple stuff kupo.”
Keitaro looked around at what was apparently a shop for a few moments before his gaze settled on the unfamiliar… thing in front of him. Had he been more well versed in magic he might’ve been able to sense that it was a demon, but as it was his hand hovered over a spot at his hip despite there being nothing visibly there. It was clear he too was wary, but for now Keitaro would be civil.
“I’m a moogle, kupo, and a shopkeeper at that. Seems like I will have to recalibrate the entry target for this particular universe, kupo.” Well that was an answer to both questions, but who knows if it would be believed. “What are you, kupo?”
If he expected Bao to understand any of that, let alone believe any of that, he unfortunately had another thing coming. “A moogle? Am I honestly supposed to believe that is the name of your kind, mortal?” He sighed, rolling his eyes. His immediate assumption was that this one was a joker who had probably found his store by coincidence and wanted a cheap laugh or two.
Re-calibrate the entry target… honestly, he sounded like that red one who kept kicking to door open to look for enchanted bullets. He glanced up from his paper again with a huff. “I am an Elemental Demon, so I would suggest if you are here to cause trouble you considering exiting my establishment.” He remarked, flicking the paper slightly and returning his gaze to it.
Keitaro sighs and begins rummaging through... something at his side. “Yes, kupo, have you ever seen an adult this short?” He flutters his wings to show off they were real while he focuses on finding something. Soon enough though, he takes out a bunch of photos, all with Keitaro and other Moogles shown within them. “There, will that help convince you kupo?”
He was a little wary at the demon bit, but with how relatively peaceful this one was he had a feeling it wouldn’t bite if he didn’t. With the distrust though, he was still wary. “Not at all, kupo. I entered the shopkeeping business to get away from the trouble I regularly found myself in as an adventurer, kupo.”
With that little bit out of the way, there were a few questions lingering in the back of his mind that he wanted to ask. “...This is an odd enough place I am not sure what planet I am on, kupo. Also, I can tell these items are magical in nature, but can you tell me what type of magic, kupo?”
Bao had been leafing through a newspaper when he’d heard the noise. The bell hadn’t quite jingled but there was someone in the shop, he could tell that much. He lowered the paper by an inch and peered over the top of it, squinting at… whatever it was.
There was a click as he snapped his bony jaws together to get its attention, and he folded up the newspaper with a slightly curt manner, taking the glasses off his snout and tucking them into his pocket. “…I know not what you are, or how you got here, but I would strongly suggest unless you’re here to make a purchase, that you leave.” Bao intoned, clearly distrusting of this being he didn’t recognise. It was not anything he’d seen roaming the Mortal-Realm , at the very least.
Keitaro looked around at what was apparently a shop for a few moments before his gaze settled on the unfamiliar... thing in front of him. Had he been more well versed in magic he might’ve been able to sense that it was a demon, but as it was his hand hovered over a spot at his hip despite there being nothing visibly there. It was clear he too was wary, but for now Keitaro would be civil.
“I’m a moogle, kupo, and a shopkeeper at that. Seems like I will have to recalibrate the entry target for this particular universe, kupo.” Well that was an answer to both questions, but who knows if it would be believed. “What are you, kupo?”
Keitaro smiles, “I’m not much of an innovator myself kupo, but we can’t all be.”
“We’ve got plenty of innovators among us, don’t worry, kupo,” Monty says to Keitaro.
“Ah, yeah it does, kupo,” Keitaro answers the question.
“That should be easily doable. Do you wish to watch the process, kupo?” Monty asks.
⊰ ‘ ☆ 𝙰𝚁𝙳𝙴𝙽𝚃 ➟ the duo’s interactions warmed kris’ heart. a pleasant memory played in his head. this halted when kris needed to provide an answer to the question presented to him. after registering the words, he lost his jovial appearance. one that shifted to apprehension. ❛ i’m under the impression that it isn’t safe, but i refuse to stay ignorant. so, go ahead. ❜
“I will be over attending to my shop again if you need me, kupo,” Keitaro says, heading off.
Monty shrugs. “So long as you stay at a distance you should be fine kupo.” With that she starts working on the handle. She seems to mull something over before deciding to go with a clip based mechanism this time around, and takes out a sample clip in the right caliber to get an idea of how to make it work.
“Well they aren’t easily so, kupo, but us moogles have done a good job figuring out both,” Monty says. “Totally kupo!” she responds to the amazing part.
The two moogles exchange a brief look. “Well, a gun that fires Silenshot by default is the most obvious option to me, kupo. That will keep mages hit by the gun from casting spells, kupo,” Keitaro says.
“Unfortunately that is the easiest option I can think of kupo, as making a melee weapon that nullifies magic is tough enough, but making a ranged weapon that imbues that ability onto its ammo is even harder,” Monty says. “I can try to make the gun bestow magic resistance onto the wearer, kupo.”
⊰ ‘ ☆ 𝙰𝚁𝙳𝙴𝙽𝚃 ➟ kris appreciated any effort that leads to progress. whether magical, or technological. a risky belief, as he is still gullible at times and doesn’t take into account of the cons. ❛ keep at it. not just for everyone, but yourselves, too. ❜ coming from the mouth of someone whom doesn’t grasp the concept of self-care completely.
there’s so many choices. all, however, came at a cost. with this new knowledge, kris tapped his chin. ❛ does silentshot cause damage to non-mages ?? i don’t mind if there’s a limitation, but i wouldn’t be too fond of my decision of shooting first, ask questions later. and resistance could be nice as well to bolster my defenses when i try tanking a hit. ❜
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