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Topic Started: Feb 10 2010, 10:53 PM (1,001 Views)
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Just an FYI, I'm experimenting with writing in first-person and in third-person, when applicable. I'll make sure to indicate if I'm speaking with someone else.


I'm not certain I know the whole history of this god-forsaken place, but I have definitely heard my fair share of rumors (which, of course, I take with a grain of salt). It's obviously avoided by the normal denizens of Traverse Town (assuming Shadows are actually abnormal, I wouldn't want to prejudge now would I?), and therefor is a haven for the "forces" of darkness who, I'd imagine, group here for some sort of operation.

Yeah, I know. Shadows are mindless, heart-thirsty creatures incapable of any sort of sentience. Be that as it may, I'm fairly certain that some sort of power is indeed massing them here, because, come on, why would the things gather here when there are no hearts to be consumed?

I'm crossing the boundary into Third District now, and already I can make out the ruined cathedral. Even around it, I can see a few shadows milling about (I'm apparently too far away to be seen, and that's just fine by me).

Despite the alliance I've claimed, I'm actually here to conduct a rather "neutral" business. You see, with my power, I have the ability to maneuver into the mirror/dark version of whichever worldly location I'm at (and trust me, such realm exists for everything). Knowing this, I have made it a task to actually investigate various locations around these worlds with the intent to locate hotspots.

For this part of Third District, I've had suspicions that the high concentration of Shadow activity could be due to some sort of "portal" that extends into a darkness realm, rather than just a refuge for Heartless that haven't launched incursions into the other districts. I could be wrong, or I could be right. I'm here with the intent to find out. Once within the ruins, I'll simply maneuver into the mirror of this location, and look to see if the activity level confirms my suspicions.

I'm now at the entrance to the Cathedral, and already, some Heartless have made for my direction. Me? I just stand there and watch, for it seems they're sending the Shadows over to investigate, while the Soldiers, fewer in number from what I can see, seem content to watch me from a distance, as if deciding how to best cut me off.

Heh...as if they were that smart, right?

Two of the creatures are before me now, circling me curiously, leaning in, as if trying to discern my identity. I watch them, smirking. Heartless, or at least the types I've encountered, hardly look dangerous, or even malevolent. It's the eyes, which betray no intention, nor belief. They always look curious. Attacking, retreating, it makes no difference...always the same look. And the dark...skin, I guess one would call it? Well, what's so evil about that, exactly? It's probably more from fear of the absence of light than fear about what it's absence actually means. But that's just my personal opinion.



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The rear door of the cathedral blasted open as Jameson skid to a halt in the center of the room. His body was covered in injuries an blood, however his staggering posture and deep panting breaths weren't from those small wounds. Anyone who would see him would know that the source of the true injury was most-likely the blood trailing down from his nose. As a heartless leaped at him he swept his keyblade into it's stomach dispelling it instantly. Meanwhile another leaped on his back while the others circled around.

Jameson slashed the one at his feet away with his ESP-Sword, the swung the keyblade lazily tryign to keep the others away..

"Over... Psyche..." He said weakly.

His entire boy was suddenly covered in blue light. He dashed around the battlefield slashing each one at increased speed and agility. However, only half-way through the enemies around him he slumped forward. "URGH!" He groaned, blood shot from his nose as his brain once more overloaded from this highly-damaging ability. He fell on the ground, his entire body curled into a ball as pain racked his body. Meanwhile the heartless encroached arund him..

"The next.. generation..." He groaned, pulling out his Evoker and pressing it against his head. He pulled the trigger of the handgun, making two creatures appear above him. His personae, Castor and Pollux.

"Dio.." He said weakly. Pollux complied, casting a healing spell which helped him regain the strength to stand..

He did so, weakly. his feeble gaze looked around the room. "Too... Too many.." He sai falling back to his knee.

The personae positioned around him to protect him.

"Whose there..?" Jameson said without looking up. he could feel their minds. "Wh-...who... is there..?"
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For a few days, Quin had been getting to know the town and lore behind Hyakuji High. He had met a few interesting people, but that would be putting it midly. He had met only interesting people, seeing as everyone who attends the school is special in some way or another.

Now getting to a local cathedral, Quin got the feeling that something eerie was indeed going on there.

He knocked on the front door, only to be met with silence.

Testing the handle and pulling, the door surprisingly opened with ease. Quin cautiously took a step inside.

"Too... Too many," said a faint voice in the distance. Quin almost didn't hear it.

Now in the narthex, he immediately took note of a faint glow in the dark about ten meters in front of him. Passing from the narthex into the nave, he could see see three distinct figures, one of them a boy, while the other two, Quin could not explain.

Then, he noticed the dozens of black somewhat amorphous creatures hiding in the shadows, around the edges of the nave, and behind pillars.

"Wh-...who... is there..?" asked the boy, whom Quin could now see was on one knee.

Quin approached, eager to get away from the darkness, and replied, "The name is Quin. What's going on here?"
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So far, their intent seems to be to observe me. That's fine. I doubt they'll make a move now. But, something strange? The soldiers, at the entrance, have begun to get restless. Unless I'm mistaken, they seem to be looking back into the Cathedral, as if something is amiss inside.

Indeed, I hear something. Though I can't make out what it says, it definitely sounds like a voice. Among this is the sound of clatter, like, oh, I dunno, a fight, maybe. Now the Shadows at my feet follow at my heels as I tear off toward the entryway. Was something here? And if so, what is it doing?

The entryway doors are still closed, and apparently that's the intent, because the Soldiers standing at it suddenly turn to me, and make their charge. Too bad I don't have time for that. The door might be locked, too. Oh, sneaky me...

Moments before the Soldiers reach me (fists out, ready to strike), I conduct a Spacial-Maneuver, a soft feeling as all the matter and air around me seem to dissappear for a moment before returning, slightly heavier. I'm now in the reverse of this world, everything I had once seen now a mere shadow of its former self. Still existing, but without knowledge of my former presence.

I'm not really running anymore. Now it's more like a fast walk. I see what the commotion was about. No sooner than I enter the dark version of the chamber the event is taking place in do I spot what looks like a grievously-wounded dude and some other guy, who is attempting to contact him.

Now I'm stuck. If I re-localize before them, I might surprise them, either A: causing them to shit themselves, or B: draw their attacks to me (the latter seeming to be more probable, given the situation). There's Heartless here as well, and I'm pretty sure that they'll take a stab at me if I show up like that too. Well...kinda sure.

Bleh, nevermind. I'll just do it. I'll be, like, ten meters from them anyway, and right between them and the Heartless. Then I'll decide what to do.


Surely enough, JP re-localizes back into the light world, between both of the guys (Quin, Cypriss) and the Heartless. The Heartless stopped their advance, for which JP presumed was shock.

"I'll be honest...guy. You looked messed up" he said, looking over his shoulder at Cypriss. He spread his feet slightly as the Heartless before him seemed to rethink of what to do. The Soldiers, in particular, seemed intent on advancing.

Shit. Now that I think about it, I might've fucked myself. I'm here to find out more about this area, but because of these guys, the whole place is gonna be itching for a fight. Fuck. Fuck me. I mean, no, I didn't see anything resembling a passageway on the way inside here, but the place is huge. It'd take like, an hour to search it completely. Great. I can't do anything now but leave. Unless...maybe the dying guy found out something? I gotta ask him...oh shit, he's got a Keyblade. Fuck. My. Life.

"Allright guys. I say we get out of here. We need to talk. You, not-wounded-dude, can you get him toward the door? Gimmie a slingshot, or a yo-yo, and I can hold these things off. Or my fists, if you have nothing, that's fine."

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"It'll take more than.." Jameson rose to his feet, exhausted. "A sling shot to do what needs to be done here.." Jameson turned his gaze to the man. "I dunno who you are but..." He raised his fists in front of himself forming a sword over one arm and his keyblade in the other hand. "I saw that little teleport thing.. Cute trick. Why not use it to get the hell out of here while you have a chance..."

"I'll open up a pathway.."

He raised a hand into the air. "Heatwave!" The larger of the two personae, the one riding atop a black steed leaned back. His chest-embedded cannon took aim before releasing a lance of flames the broke into several columns of fire. The enemies before them were swept up in fire. Jameson felt his mental power drain rapidly under the strain... However he wasn't done yet.

"DIO! GOD'S HAND!"

The needle-armed healer restored his vitality once again. Meanwhile the persona that had created the fire reared back, his arm tripled in size forming an enormous fist. He launched forward slamming through the wall creating a new exit.

The building around them was licked in fire and rubble. Jameson created a barrier around them all, protecting them. His nose shot a new spurt of blood. "Urghh!" He slumped forward.. "Le.. Let's move out of ... h... Here.." He said staggering forward slowly.
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I'm assuming it is night time outside. Didn't notice any time specified.


As if the situation was not complicated enough, another person burst into the fray. Literally. The guy materialized out of thin air, right before Quin's eyes. These days just keep getting better and better, Quin thought.

After a brief exchange of words between the new person and the wounded one, the wounded one stood up and began assaulting the shadows and soldiers using waves of fire. He then promptly commanded the larger of his two minions to smash through a nearby wall, shedding moonlight into the newly created entrance.

The injured boy could barely stand, let alone do all the fighting and all the work, Quin figured, so he acted as a brace and helped wounded through the new exit.

As Quin glanced back into the darkness, he saw, through the flickering of firelight, several more shadows slowly approaching. Their numbers had been diminished from the previous attacks made on them, but they were in no hurry to give up.

"Whatever we have done here, I doubt those things will stop," Quin said, stepping a few steps away from the cathedral. Its presence seemed to put a newfound pressure on his chest, one that he had not noticed before. Perhaps because beforehand, Quin had not known the cathedral had been infested with the darkness.

Quin stared past the burning rubble of bricks and mortar, into the depths of the darkness. He fixated his focus on the far wall of the nave and shoved his right hand towards it. As the dark matter accumulated, its effect became noticeable. The soldiers and shadows approaching them had stopped advancing and instead had suddenly been pulled back into the darkness. Quin heard the sounds of their bodies slamming into the far wall, and pillars as well. They were probably not dead, just stunned, but definitely slowed down.

"That should give us some more time," Quin said with a smirk.
Edited by Quin, Feb 12 2010, 12:11 PM.
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Standing atop one of the rafter high above, a young man wearing a dark coat observed the trio beneath him. His thoughts so occupied by them, that he failed to notice the woman who appeared by his side. A dark skinned woman with brilliant white hair, facial marks, and equally dressed in dark clothing, she came to stand beside him, observing the trio with an equally grim expression.

After a moment more of observation, she spoke, her tone emotionless as she watched those below. "You can not interfere, Seijuro. This city is not your own."

Remaining silent, Seijuro turned to look at Yurine. They're reason for being in this city wasn't to interfere with the growing Darkness that was beginning to take over this city. Interfering in the fates of other cities was a taboo rarely spoke of, yet only in extreme conditions could they interfere. These were the rules set aside for people like he and Yurine and the applied to everyone, well...almost everyone.

He was currently without a city to protect, a curious thing, as a guardian without a city should cease to exist. Yet, he hadn't, the city was still out there, somewhere. And he was obligated to find it, no matter what the cost.

His journeying had brought him here, to this, Traverse Town. Both he and Yurine had felt the disturbance within the city and had done their best to remain neutral in the matter. Yet as things got like this, it was hard for him to simply remain on the side-lines.

"Can I not do anything, Yurine?" He asked, a simple question, which would normaly recite a simple response from Yurine.

"We shall see."
She replied in a cool tone.

Seijuro smiled in reply, Yurine usually only gave definite responses. That she hesitated in her judgment meant that she too was unsure if they should interfere or not. Things were looking up for him, yet he wasn't too sure about the group below him. Especially with the injured one with them.

If the group below began to grow desperately overwhelmed, he would step in, no doubt about it. He only had to get Yurine to unseal his powers...

"Good luck." He murmured to those three below him. Hoping they'd make it out unscathed and make his worrying all for nothing.
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Sorry I didn't specify if it was night. I kinda figured it was because of the location (isn't it always night in Traverse Town?). Anyway, you're right. It is night.


"I saw that little teleport thing.. Cute trick. Why not use it to get the hell out of here while you have a chance..."

"I know. I'm a riot at parties" he winked, taking advantage of the strike on the wall and moving toward the exit. Midway, however, he slowed his stride, and turned his eyes to the wounded man (Cypriss).

I dunno why, but something keeps telling me that if I get out before this guy, I'd be a right dick. I don't even know this dude, or what his intentions are (of course, he does ally with the Light...damn Keyblade). Grrr...fuck my conscience.

With that thought, JP suddenly moved over to the retreating warrior, standing a few meters behind him (he sure as hell wouldn't help him move, but he would cover him in case the Heartless got too close). Which they did. No sooner had he run over, the Heartless which had been pursuing him closed in as well.

Finally, we're outside. But...how far will these Heartless follow us? If they flood out of Third District...oh man, that would suck. But then again, why do I care? I can escape pretty easily. Huh...this feels so weird...

A Soldier suddenly charged at JP, but he was ready. With a sharp about-face, JP dashed toward the incoming Soldier, who threw out a fist to strike him. Leaning over after his right foot made contact with the concrete, JP swept his left arm over, parrying the strike, while bringing up his right hand shortly thereafter.

With a swift turn, his right hand grasped the Soldier's throat, tightening intensely as his body moved past the victim. Upon moving behind him, JP pulled his arm in, yanking the Soldier to the ground with measurable force. The force, in fact, in conjunction with the severity of the grip and the directional turn, was enough to break someone's neck, if not severely wound their throat. The latter applied to this Soldier, who took the full force of the maneuver to the throat. Upon hitting the ground, it burst into dark wisps, leaving JP's hand clenching thin air. With a combative stance, he looked up for any more shadows, taking careful steps back to keep up with the wounded guy (Cypriss).

Well...I may not be able to launch dark beams and summon things with a hearty fist...but you best believe I can kill a muthafucker.

"Hey, you guys. Think these Heartless will follow us into Third District? Their numbers don't seem to be petering out..."

Two Shadows leaped at JP as he spoke. He suddenly crouched, on all fours, as the Shadows went over him, landing and moving to turn around. Before they could, however, JP got back up, and suddenly launched his right leg in a sharp kick towards the shadow on the right. The damn thing took the hit, rolling away with considerable wounding. JP launched another kick at the one on the left, to the same result as the first, except this one burst into wisps (apparently, it had taken some damage before then).

"Any suggestions, people?"
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"The heartless own this whole district.. The only..." He staggered forward falling to his hands and knees. "The only safe place is first district.. But if we can get to second their numbers are reduced..." He typed into his wrist console. "I can get us home but I need time.." He said chewing his lip.. "Honestly I didn't expect to be going home.."

He kneeled on the ground, typing like crazy. Meanwhile his Personae moved round him. Each time an enemy got too close to him Pollux would cast Zio and fry the little bastard. Each time this occurred Jameson swayed dangerously to the side, in obvious pain. However, the third time it occurred immediately afterwards Castor and Pollux both shattered and faded into light. "Damn damn damn damn.." He said. "The GPS on the satellite isn't working. Arc Angel can't find us.." He rose to his feet, groaning.

"The new Arc Angel still hasn't finished mapping this world. Because of that it's having trouble finding us. It's only stored maps are of Shinya..." He glanced over to the heartless. "We need to make a beacon.. Something for the satellite to see all the way in district 1.. If it can spot it then it can approximate our location."

"Anyone got a big flashy super attack that can be seen for a long ways..?" Jameson said trying desperately to form his Psychic sword. "Damn.. all my powers are exhausted.." He touched his nose. "If I push it anymore I'll aneurysm and die.." He said looking towards the foes. He formed his keyblade. "Well, getting back to basics is supposed to be good for you.." He said swinging the blade. However the lack of blood and vertigo caused him to fall forward. "Or.. Or not.."
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The wounded boy's condition only seemed to be worsening. They now stood outside the damaged building, apparently formulating a plan. The heartless were still on the move and showed no sign of stopping whatsoever.

"Anyone got a big flashy super attack that can be seen for a long ways?" the wounded boy asked, after a brief talk of a satellite.

Quin had an idea, but it would take some work and careful planning.

He said, "If you can't make anything bright enough," talking to JP, "then I could but I would first need a large cloud of dust, about enough to cover a thirty square-foot area. My idea is to create a singularity. Although I can usually only hold one for one second, if I focus enough and have my undivided attention to it, I can chain the singularities together in a sequence, and keep its gravitational pull in effect."

Quin knew this all sounded ridiculous, but it was the only way he could, as the wounded boy asked, create a powerful flash strong enough for something as far away as a damn satellite to notice.

He continued, "If the cloud of dust and dirt is present around the singularity, and if I can put enough spin on the cloud, then it would form an accretion disc, funneling the dust in and causing a miniature quasar for a second or two. Though brief, the flash of light and radiation emitted would be the brightest light this world has ever seen and would undoubtedly bring attention to this satellite of yours."

It would be ridiculously dangerous but would have its benefits as well. "Anyone looking at it would probably go blind instantly, so we would have to take cover. The heartless are not as smart, though, and would probably be drawn to it. In fact, I suspect most lesser heartless would be destroyed as a result if they were to look into it. If you want me to try, then give me the OK. But I'd need my back to be watched, so no heartless could attack me and disturb my focus."

He looked around, seeing more and more heartless gather amongst the shadows. When he looked back into the hole in the wall of the cathedral, he could see dozens of eyes staring back at him. As he stared, the heartless surged out of the hole in the wall, twenty meters before the trio. About a dozen soldiers accompanied the shadows, five of them ballsy enough to advance on the three. Quin squinted with his left eye to try to get a focus on one of them—the one in the center of the advancing pack—and began to focus dark matter inside the soldier's head. The result of this was his head being condensed into the singularity, and the adjacent soldiers to the left and right were suddenly pulled towards the middle soldier's body and crashed into each other, but dealing no real damage.

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Since Dare's character is inactive, I will post now. I figure it shouldn't be a problem because his character, Karas, isn't currently doing anything right now anyway that would affect the main fight. Still important, however, Dare can still post at any point in this topic, which will be taken into account anyway (if the Heartless keep coming, we're gonna need his character's help).


This wounded guy looks ready to collapse. Bah...we won't be able to leave on foot. Or rather, they wouldn't. I can always head to the World of Darkness. But that would still be a dick move.

You know, it'd be fine if I could fight the Heartless moving around us, but fuck if I get hit by that Keyblade. And he doesn't look in a right state to use it, neither. Well, I hope that plan of his works. Why am I still here?


"Make it quick, guy. I can only hold these things off for so long" he said, taking a few steps toward Cypriss and playing chicken with a few unsure-looking Shadows, who seemed more intent on getting the wounded guy than they did JP.

Then Quin spoke up, giving a rather outlandish (yet scientifically-sound) solution to the unearthly problem they were in.

"If you can't make anything bright enough, then I could but I would first need a large cloud of dust, about enough to cover a thirty square-foot area. My idea is to create a singularity. Although I can usually only hold one for one second, if I focus enough and have my undivided attention to it, I can chain the singularities together in a sequence, and keep its gravitational pull in effect."

"Anyone looking at it would probably go blind instantly, so we would have to take cover. The heartless are not as smart, though, and would probably be drawn to it. In fact, I suspect most lesser heartless would be destroyed as a result if they were to look into it. If you want me to try, then give me the OK. But I'd need my back to be watched, so no heartless could attack me and disturb my focus."


I paused, dumbfounded at this theory. No, of course it seems like it would work, but it's so...dangerous. I'm not tired yet, but if I do what he says, and give him the time and enough matter, Imma be spent. This guy is nuts...

JP looked around at the three of them, then at the advancing Heartless. It was all or nothing, indeed.

"Allright guy, I got ya covered. I'll perform maneuvers around these Heartless and kick up as much dust and debris as I can. The energy brought with me by re-localizing in this world should add to whatever amount you need for the singularity. Just make sure to tell me when to move, or else I'm fucked, okay?"

And with that, JP took off towards the group of Soldiers that Quin (he imagined) was messing with. He skid to a stop before one on the right, kicking up some dust, before suddenly flinching. JP vanished, Localizing around to the Soldier on the left instead, and appeared in mid-air, bringing his fist crashing down into the base of the Soldier's collarbone.

The advantage of "maneuvering" like that, re-localizing, and throwing a powerful strike was the amount of energy that had been gathered in transit (at such a high rate of speed) from the light world, to the dark world, and back to the light world. When JP re-appeared to deliver the punch, it would have looked like a sort of dusty explosion of dark-colored mist and debris to an observer...exactly what his intent was.

Not wasting time, JP performed another maneuver jump, this time back to the Soldier on the right. When he re-localized into the light world, he brought his left leg down onto the Soldier's shoulder before landing. This was significantly more powerful than the last strike, and would hopefully add even more energy, dust, and debris to the area in which this singularity was growing. While this was essentially easy for JP to do, he was unsure of how long he could actually keep these rapid, repeated strikes up.
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"Dust... hurm..." Jameson pulled out his Evoker Revolver. "Per-So-Na..." He whispered as he pulled the trigger.

And nothing happened. "DAMMIT!" He scowled. "Am I completely out of power..?" He said to himself. "Even if I force the swords out I'll likely kills myself before accomplishing anything.." He thought aloud, swinging the keyblade to keep the enemies at bay. 'No.. I gotta try it once more.." He took the evoker and pressed it's barrel against his skull..

Subconscious fear, the barrel against his skull stirred his heart. It began to race as his finger pressed against the cool trigger. All it took was one action. He held the barrel tighter as he pushed it harder, forcing himself to pull the trigger. "per-so-na."

Jameson smiled a wicked smile, his ego-barrier was degraded too far. The personae, and psychs, it was all meshing together into a swirling torrent.. Polydeuces and Castor appeared, one mounted on his black skeletal steed, the other brandishing his needle-arm towards the foe. A blast of fire and lightning erupted, exploding in the dirt creating a cloud of the stuff, which was being stirred up by the portal boy further.. "I'll just... Kill them all!"
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Ignore. Big failure on my part, as I apparently misread something. I'll use this post later. ><

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The group had already left the building a few posts earlier. o_O It was when Cypriss blew a hole in the wall. Since then we've all been pushing the heartless back as they pour out of the hole in the wall after us.


So the plan was a go. The teleporter began to do work. The displacement of space-time, plus the velocity he was generating, on top of the vaporization of the heartless themselves began to kick up a pretty large dust cloud.

Quin added to the cloud himself by using his powers. He generated a pull to the east strong enough to attract the cloud of dust JP had already made.

Then he used the dirt already settled in the cracks of the cobblestones of the streets. Using multiple very weak gravity wells, the dirt and dust rose from the ground. In some places the force was strong enough to pull the cobblestones and bricks out of the ground. Quin had no interest in these, however, and they simply fell back to the ground after he focused his powers in another area.

Meanwhile everyone else focused on keeping the heartless at bay. Quin spent another few moments to maneuver the dust cloud safely away from the party.

"Hey!" he yelled at the injured boy. "Be ready to set up your satellite. When the flash comes it will be fast, in the blink of an eye."

Quin then yelled at the rest of the group, "The burst of light will burn your eyes instantly and you'll go permanently blind, so whatever you do don't look at the cloud whatsoever."

He then began. In order for this to work, the black holes would need to form and deform in almost the exact same place. There was a margin of error, Quin suspected, but he wasn't sure what it was.

He adopted a horse stance for a strong balance and then began to focus. In his mind, he visualized the dark matter in the center of the dust cloud. Although he couldn't see it, he knew it was there and began doing its job. Just as planned, Quin could see the dust in the center of the cloud being pulled towards the singularity he was creating.

Ten seconds had gone by so far. Every second a new black hole would be created as the old one vanished. Every time Quin created a new one, he added a little bit of dark matter outside of it in a clockwise pattern. This caused the singularities to spin. Every time he added more matter, the singularities began to spin faster.

Fifty seconds later, the cloud of dust was no more. It was now a very thin disc spinning at incredible speed. The disc was thin to the point where if you were to crouch down on your knees and look directly into from the side, it would almost be invisible.

The speed of the dust increased and combined with the pressure, created a dangerous vacuum. Even though Quin was at least fifty yards away from the baby quasar, he imagined the force of wind was approaching 100 miles per hour.

Since the power of wind quadruples every time its speed doubles, Quin knew that once the wind speed approached 150 m.p.h. or more he would be sucked into it. So he had to end this quickly. He sensed that the flash was coming and closed his eyes and turned his head.

The leaves of the trees were falling off their branches and being pulled into the well.

Moments after Quin turned his head, he felt a wave of heat from the flash of light. The singularity was getting stronger, so to prevent it from becoming self-sustainable, Quin created several more weaker ones around it, causing them to destroy each other and evaporate.

The wind had stopped howling. Quin opened his eyes. He hoped the injured boy's satellite had been ready to catch the flash.

When he turned around to face the group, he noticed all of the heartless that had been outside of the church, unshielded from the flash, were gone—obliterated by the power of the light.


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Don't worry about it, Dare. Just post as you normally would. This post for JP is occurring while Quin's character does the Singularity thing, so it doesn't interfere with anything everyone else is doing.


Fuck, I wish that guy would stop swinging that damn Keyblade around. Well, I suppose I shouldn't complain. Him smacking the Heartless is working. I feel like I'm swimming in dark pieces of them, moving around this fast.

"The burst of light will burn your eyes instantly and you'll go permanently blind, so whatever you do don't look at the cloud whatsoever...."

Oh lord, I almost forgot about that. But, I wonder if this visor would protect my eyes? Naw. Shouldn't take the chance.

By now, I could feel myself getting caught up in this "singularity" trick this guy was attempting. The wind was picking up, and I found myself continually stumbling as I attempted to move about. A part of me kept saying that I'd done enough to raise the earth; that I should just back out and let them finish up. True, he's apparently moving the cloud from us, but the wind is still intense. I hope he knows what he's doing, for our sake.


Knowing that the injured boy's "Satellite" was the final step, JP immediately moved in behind him, keeping his body close to the ground in a crouched style, like he was observing all of this. In truth, it was to make sure nothing would intercept Cypriss. He kept looking down, and was suddenly glad he did, because then, the flash occurred...
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