#falsumhero

[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? ” 

[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.”

[iceroadghosttruckers-blog]

@falsumhero​ | bigfoot bikers

    It’s really his own fault for insisting on driving up such a beat up hunk of crap like his truck, but finding himself back at the shop for yet another round of repairs that he doesn’t want to pay for-- and that Damien has explicitly forbidden him from doing himself, insisting he see a “professional” as if anyone knows his truck better than him-- is... incredibly annoying. And boring, considering he’s already been sitting here for a good three hours waiting, and there’s only so many old episodes of weird antique shows that one man can sit through. 

    As much as he definitely loves weird antique shows.

    Tired of feeling cooped up inside the shop’s little waiting area, he wanders outside instead to observe the mechanics at work, ignoring obvious safety rules and regulations by walking up close and personal as if he’s just allowed to be doing this. As far as he’s concerned he is, and everyone is either not paying enough attention or just doesn’t seem to care enough about their job to say much about it. Whatever works. There’s one man who’s clearly working on a personal project, though-- it’s obvious in the level of extra care that’s given to the bike he seems to be tuning up that it’s something well loved. As it should be... it’s a lovely machine, walking up with his arms crossed over his chest to better appreciate it.

    “Hey, that’s a real nice bike.” Looks great for all terrain... that’s an important quality to have. “How fast can this baby go, do you think?”

[noodlesbigmood-blog]

@falsumhero

This was natural, normal. Unlike everything else that had happened over the past few days. Just strumming her guitar, playing the sickest riffs, just like the boys had once helped her refine. And making a little money, too. That hockey mask she’d gotten in her welcome package was nice, but was also quite good for holding money! She set it by her feet as she strummed, and people would drop money in. It was nice. No one had bothered to really talk to her, though.

[runningtothesunset]

- @falsumhero

Usually people would expect to see the Fastest Thing Alive running around the island, and usually people did, but everyone has to stop and smell the roses sometime. In Sonic’s case at that moment? It was two pipin’ hot chili dogs, ready to eat. Can’t run with that! 

-- Make that one chili dog, actually. He just took care of the other. 

 As he was enjoying his walk (at least it was faster than most people’s) and his lunch, taking a bite out of the second chili dog, his green eyes locked onto something... new. Curiosity rose within him at the sight of a person he had never seen around here before...! A support guy, maybe? A light hope of who it could be made him wanna run up and say hi right away, but. He wasn’t sure just yet. 

He quickened his walk speed, just a bit. Approaching whoever it was and calling out with a sorta full mouth...

“Hey! You lookin’ for someone?” 

He finished up his bite to eat and wiped any sauce away from his mouth onto his glove cuff as he grew closer to the newcomer, talking away. 

“If you are, no worries! Support people usually get a lil’ lost when it comes to finding who they’re here for,” and once he was in front of the swordsman, he still wasn’t done yet; waving his hand in the air as if to show with body language that it was nothing to worry about, and also as a part of the fact that he could never really sit still. 

“If you tell me who you’re here to cheer for, I’ll point ya in the--... right...”

Emerald eyes darted upwards, looking at the... really spiky hairdo the guy was sporting. His speech was halted in it’s tracks as he went over the gossip he had heard about the new smasher that had recently joined the tournaments. Real spiky hair, swordsman, might not talk much... 

And it clicked. His entire face lit up as excitement pumped adrenaline into his veins. The hope from before about being able to meet someone who’s caused such a fuss around the island from him just possibly showing up came back, because here he was! The blue hedgehog let out a tiny gasp as he breathed in before smiling bright. 

“Oh!! You’re the new guy!!” 

He pointed at said new guy enthusiastically, smile unfading.

“Aw, man! I’ve heard about you! You’ve kinda caused a fuss around here! Though, bein’ a competitor and all, the offer to help you still stands!” His smile turned more into a smirk as he pointed to himself and stood as tall as he could proudly. “I’m a veteran around here, so. If you haven’t been shown the ropes yet, I’m just the guy for the job!” 

“I’m Sonic! Sonic the Hedgehog!” 

He decided to leave out the questions about whether or not this guy’s heard of him in return in favor of... well. 

“What’s your name, Spikes?” He asked, offering a gloved hand out for a handshake. “Heh, yeah. I’ve heard of ya, but I didn’t really catch your name. Sorry!” 

[smash-nation]

Are sins ever truly forgiven?I'd like to find out.Post DoC Cloud StrifeAffiliated with SN but will RP outsideI said I'd live out both of our lives,Easy to make that promise.I let you down.