#neroabyssofdarkness

[sarahsunlovexharas]

:Closed Group RP:

In the world of Atlandtis; many who sought power would find themselves in a wonderland of sorts. This world was rich with magical power-- only if you knew exactly where to look.

Xharas, though much to the discomfort of the Grand Council, was a guest at the world. She was there seeking answers of who and what she was. Unfortunately, she had come to the world too late at night. None of the men in power would even see her till the morning. So; she took refuge in a tavern room.

Traveling between worlds was such a draining task that she fell asleep without even trying. However, she wasn't completely asleep. There was a darkness that haunted her shadow, waiting for the right time to take over..It was only a matter of time as to when.

@mistressofallevilanddarkness

[ambereyedcetra]

Chasing Shadows - Neroabyssofdarkness

@neroabyssofdarkness

Her head throbbed as she pulled herself from unconsciousness. Her vision blurred as her eyes slowly parted open, the blobs of brilliant blue and darkness gradually clarified into the soft light of mako and run down, forgotten buildings. The Cetra let out a pained groan as she rolled to her stomach, her arms slowly pushing herself to her knees. Aches ran through her body as she forced herself onto her feet. She pulled herself from her daze, and fell into bewilderment and terror as she came to full realization. This place, this wasn’t the ruins of Midgar, nor of the ShinRa building!

Panic gripped her as she paced about, eyes darted up to frantically search for where she fell and for an exit. She couldn’t see any light, other than the eerie blue glow. “No. No, no, no…” Her hands rose to cup her cheeks, eyes shut tight as she tried to remember what had happened. She broke into the abandoned headquarters for the possibility of finding information on her heritage. Eden had heard they did research on the Cetra and hoped it would help her finally discover the truth behind these voices and the living thing in this Planet. Perhaps the floor gave way and caused her to fall. She dug through her tangled thoughts but couldn’t clearly remember what happened before blacking out.

The woman shook her head, how she got here didn’t matter now, what mattered was how to get out of here…wherever this place was. Biting back the fearful tears, Eden hurried towards the darker part of the area. Something within her, whether it be the Lifestream’s quiet urgings or just her own instinct, told her she wasn’t alone. There were others here, dangerous beings. She felt exposed here, vulnerable. Eden felt herself shrink back, her arms tensed and ready to pull out her knife should she catch sight or sound of any other living thing. She needed to protect herself, she needed to keep hidden. The Ancient slipped into the shadows then, and started her search.

[ambereyedcetra]

“Tell me" (Just for grins and giggles)

(Omg okie here we go!)

If you snuck into my room I would:

[  ] Go back to sleep                 [  ] Kick you out[  ] Cuddle with you                   [ X ] Be like “How in the world?”[  ] Let you sleep on the floor    [  ] Become angry

If you kissed me (or hugged) I would:

[  ] Kiss or hug you back                       [  ] Smile and laugh[  ] Stiffen, and feel uncomfortable        [  ] Push you away[ X ] Be shocked (She’d probably freak out because, like, the embodiment of darkness is hugging her and she doesn’t know how badly it’s going to end)                                      [  ] Strike you

If you asked me to go out with you for a day I would say:

[  ] No          [ X ] Yes (Even though she doesn’t know who he is, if there’s a chance she’ll get free food and drinks from someone, she’d say yes)         [  ] Most certainly not.          [ ] Without hesitation.

You are:

[  ] Cute          [  ] Adorable          [X  ] Attractive          [  ] Beautiful[  ] Okay         [  ] Ugly                 [  ] Am not going to grace this with an answer

You are to me a:

[X  ] Stranger          [  ] Acquaintance          [  ] Ally[  ] Friend              [  ] Love                        [  ] Rival [  ] Enemy

I find you to be:

[  ] Pathetic          [  ] Off no consequence          [ X ] Intriguing [ X ] Frightening     [X] Unsettling                          [  ] Annoying [  ] Infuriating       [  ] Pleasant company            [  ] Comforting [  ]  Unable to be lived without                            [  ] Trustworthy

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Continued from here {x}

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✻➣ ‵‵Did you say Maleficent?!’’

The little Mouse king drew his blade hot-quick, instantly on guard for whatever dastardly deed the stranger might try. Anyone associated with Maleficent would certainly be bad news, but a beloved? Oh, this would no doubt spell more trouble for the guardians.

[ambereyedcetra]

♒ Thoughts on the fandom you're currently rping in?

Ooc: It’s pretty friendly and open, which I really appreciate. There are countless fandoms out there that are quick to write someone off because they don’t play a main character. It’s been wonderful meeting people in this fandom and making great friendships and stories with them. 

Having said that... 

It’s far from perfect. People are quick to reblog things about being open with roleplaying with everyone and such, but of course no one is going to admit there are cliques in this fandom. I talked quite a bit about these cliques and there being a hierarchy of sorts in this fandom, and how it’s very easy to feel pushed aside here. I’m going to bite the bullet here and say I feel like I lost contact with some of my oldest friends here partially because those who are on the lower ranks here (like myself) are left in the dust. It’s sad, but I’m not sure what anyone can do about it. 

I understand why some groups of roleplayers (like all the turks, or all the SOLDIERs) are more favored than say, OCs, but that doesn’t stop me from getting irritated. 

Also just...the hypocrisy that seems to run wild here. I’ll see posts like “Reblog if you’ll never send anon hate!!!!!” and yet I see cowards screech the same, hate-filled trite behind the mask. I know anon hate is something all fandoms deal with, hell it’s probably a bigger problem in other fandoms. Still, for a fandom to proclaim itself as welcoming and tolarant, it sure does have plenty of liars sending anon hate. 

[calamitysshatteredson]

❛ I know you’ll never understand me. ❜

“I don’t–”  He began, cutting himself off sharply with a shake of his head.  Whether that was to have been an excuse or turned into an accusation, Sephiroth really didn’t know.  To respond immediately with only emotion was clearly never appropriate.

And so there was a breath.  Slow, steady.  He started again.  “I don’t suppose either of us know that yet.  Not until after we’ve made some attempts.”  Level-headed.  Logical, though unsure.  Did hope hope to carry a bit of optimism, in any case.

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After going to various worlds with Maleficent and learning much about those that once interfered with her plans. From what he learned, there was a duo of young children that seemed to bar her path in spreading darkness into other worlds while using blades that look like keys. 'Keyblades'. Yes..that was the name of the weapon that they used. Of the children he was told of, he was most curious of Riku,

According to the dark witch, he was once a servant to the darkness. The boy was even seen as an adopted son of sorts to her. However, news got to them saying that he was fighting the darkness. Maleficent didn't seem to comment but he could tell that the woman was none too pleased with this. Perhaps if he found the lad and 'properly motivated' him, he might think his course of action over.

What better way to do so than to visit him in his home world? Of course, he was not aware that he was away with keyblade training with Kairi and Lea. Still...he could take the time there to learn more of his world before encountering him.  

A dark portal appeared on the edge of the beach for Destiny Island. Within seconds the dark form of Nero slipped out. Crimson eyes scanned the bright scenery of the beach. A slight smile formed over his lips from under his mask. With an island this small, it shouldn't take too long for him to find Riku. Still, better to be safe than sorry. He held out his right hand as four Neo-Shadows formed from the darkness that surrounded him before departing, turning into puddle forms as they searched for Riku. @lucidum-vir-fortis

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What happened to Argento? Did she die?

Nero was silent for a moment as he thought on the Silver blacksmith. She may not have been experimented on like the other Tsviets but she had a sense of humanity that much of DeepGround lacked. The woman was the embodiment of honor where it mattered most; in her heart. His crimson gaze looked away as he found himself lost in the thoughts of what occurred to her several years back during the revolt of the Tsviets against the Restrictors.“That..is a strange question to ask. I am surprised any would ask of her. Last I knew; her records of being a citizen above DeepGround were destroyed once she was sent here after being injured in battle..and fighting against the Restrictors that bound her to this hell.” he managed to choke out softly. It was rare for him to show much emotion for anyone besides his brother or his wife, Maleficent.“However..if you are that curious I suppose I could answer. After all, I was there..when she..”Nero muttered a curse. He swore he would never again shed a tear for the woman. Her death was unnecessary..yet, here he was, whimpering like a child over the death of a woman who cared far too much that he should have. “About three years ago, before we of DeepGround came to the surface, we were under strict surveillance by a unit of control police who acted as both scientists and ushers to make sure that the weak were killed off and the strong survived here in DeepGround. These men were known as Restrictors. They controlled us with these microchips that were implanted into us the moment we were brought down here..some of us had them since birth. The latter case was true with by beloved brother, Weiss, Rosso and myself. Many disagreed with these crude methods and revolted. However..this revolt was on hold as the Restrictors took notice that my brother and I were grown too powerful for them to handle. Thus..they separated us. My brother, from what I was told, was chained by barbed wire with high voltage lightning coursing through them under MAKO Reactor 0. I was chained several hundred feet on a metal pillar in an abandoned armory with thick metal chains that were resistant to my darkness..I had no contact with my brother. He..was one of the few people that looked out for me down there. Always standing for me when the scientists wished to perform more experiments upon me for the sake of their cruel curiosity. I thought for sure that I was simply chained to be left for dead. That was before Argento came. She took pity on we Tsviets who were born and bred to know only to fight as a tool of death for ShinRa. When she was not training new recruits who were forced into the system, she came to visit me and told me how my brother was doing. She even informed me of the revolt..which I was glad for. Finally..I could be free of these heavy chains that separated me from my brother! She was like a sister I never had..always attempting to make light of a terrible situation. For the first time in..well ever, I had hope for the future. However..my hope was short lived. It seemed that after she was able to access the code that would break the digital lock on my chains, a Restrictor had tailed her shadow and..shot her through the chest. The moment the chains broke..I was unable to contain my..hatred for the Restrictors and went on a rampage, killing all in my path with my darkness. Their souls now are my slaves within me – living as nothing more than haunted nightmares to use as I see fit. It took both Rosso and Weiss to calm me down before I was able to calm down once more. I..could not believe she was dead. Not yet. Argento was a kind hearted woman who deserved more praise than many gave her credit. She may not have had an official rank nor been experimented like the rest of us; but I saw her as a true soldier with honor. Many do not know this..but I have indeed been looking for ways to bring her back. For the mean time, her body can be found in Shelke’s old MAKO Reserve room. I believe I am close to finding a way to bring her back. Though I am unsure of the ramifications my actions will cause. So I believe I will keep that to myself for now.” Nero swallowed a dry breath as he looked to the other. “Does that answer satisfy you?”