! - What is your current fandom?
@ - Do you like homo or hetero RPing better?
#- What is a headcanon of your character?
$- If you could make your character anything else for a day, what would it be and why?
%- Who is your favorite person to RP with?
^- On a scale from 1 to 10, rate yourself on your RPing
&- Is there a specific pairing that you love more than all the others?
*-Is there a reason why you roleplay who you do?
The crowd has a face, and grim is its name. Of all those people that have never been under Hojo’s treatment, they has heard enough,… or ‘feel’ enough through others. The man who’s offering me his greeting: him and I, we suffer most.
“Strife.” A quiet reply is bade in return. From behind, Cid is cursing. The last of his drag, it appears he has finished. A nervous glance is being cast by the 7th Heaventh barmaid from the man before me to the prisoner by my side. She knows their history, as much as she knows of Nanaki and his. Perhaps that is why her hand is on his fur. Nanaki, if anything, is never stupid. Still being who she is, I think she seek to offer him her consolation and much as his presence is offering her.
A nudge to see the professor stumbling slightly forward, and I continue. “He’s yours.”
The meeting is strange. He just blinks and says nothing, there is nothing to say. He’s had his hands on all of them, most of them at least once.
There is the bar maiden, the dog, the short failure of a project. He has to raise a brow at the sight of the animated cat. He remembers in passing seeing a prototype of that very thing.
However, he’s ripped from his thoughts as the man pushes him forward. He stumbles and catches himself. He hums as he looks back up at the lives he’s maimed. He cannot say anything.
Cloud grabbed Hojo, more or less collaring him and hauling him by the back of his clothes. The former Infantryman and wannabe SOLDIER’s expression is grim and serious, it’s fairly clear that he and a few of his friends would love to do some damage to the man now in their custody. But they’re better than that, or if they’re not, they’re at least holding their urges back for now. “Cid.” Cloud speaks harshly. “Let’s get this trash locked up on the Highwind, hm?”
Cid swore and spit out the butt of his last cigarette, muttering about not wanting this crap on his ship. But he jerks his head to the side anyway to lead the way. Cloud looks at his other friends and grits his teeth. “For now, he lives.” He tells them gruffly, his words sounding reluctant. He then moves to follow Cid, hauling their prisoner with them, mako blues bright in his head from his heightened emotions.
The least of my worries…I could laugh.
He is here.
The least of my worries indeed.
Turning, again Cerberus is pressed to his back, a slight tilt, it would tell him to which direction we are to take.
Four minutes walk to reach the camp.
He feels the hilt of the gun pressed into his back and he begins to walk. Almost a reflex he places his hands behind his back, again with the gun totting.
If he runs, he dies.
If he stays there is a small chance of survival. In his mind it is obvious to comply.
Four minutes is extened. When I said walk, it is in my terms— that doesn’t include him. The scent of burnt firewood is getting stronger; so has the burnt in my back. The third wolf, its claw has managed something deep. Still, as every injuries on me, it’ll heal, and no scar would be left. For now, Chaos is still sleeping.
Someone has to be in charge of him, once we get there.
Maybe that one bullet would have been an easier alternative.
Cloud had warned his friends of who Vincent was bringing back with him, and Vincent was greeted with a grim crowd indeed. Even Cait with his mechanized emotions seemed stoic with his ears half-flattened. Red XIII was standing solidly in front of his friends, his single good eye blazing from reflected firelight and the flame of his tail as crackling almost as high. Tifa had a hand on the red cat’s back and the other touching Barret’s arm. Cid was standing a bit apart and from the cigarette butts piled up by a log, the pilot had gone through nearly a pack while they’d waited. Yuffie was nowhere to be seen.
Cloud himself stepped forward. “Vincent.” He greeted him simply, ignoring Hojo for the time being because he had to for his own sake.
Galian gave Kallion a gentle nudge with his nose, and made those comforting grunts sounds. Poor pup was so scared, Galian didn’t know what to do except try to calm him down. Cloud was away and Leon was away, so it was all up to Galian. He licked Kallion, just like he would lick any distressed pup. He was not a female wolf, but there were no female wolves and all wolves take care of pups. This was Galian’s pup, he had to care for pup and pup was scared. Galian wished he could make him not scared, but he didn’t know how so he just kept doing what he was doing.
Nudged the boy would blink and squeak when he was licked again recognition coming to him when he saw the furry face and he clung. ” ‘ama!” He called into the wolf with a little whimper, clinging with all his might. Little grunts leaving him too, little sounds as he could do little more, but he did not want anyone else to leave. He didn’t want to be alone! “Raus Raus!” he whimpered longer and hugged the wolf’s neck nosing his muzzle leaning into licks. “ar..aroof!’ No leave!
“Wuff.” Galian grunted comfortingly and nudged Kallion closer. His pup. His pup. He would take good care of pup and help him grow up big and strong with beautiful wings. Host and Galian would be so proud of pup. But now pup was not big and strong, but little and scared. Galian would take care of him. “Grrlan hrr.” He tried to reassure. “Grrlan strray.” He didn’t need to know the boy’s history or hear his thoughts to understand the frightened urgency behind his words, and that wasn’t even counting the flavor of the fear on him.
Galian knew that Kallion needed him there, and if not for those blasted wings he would carry the toddler with him just like a pup should be carried. But he couldn’t move him unless he could get Kallion to hang on to his back, so they would just stay here on the floor rather than moving to the comfy extra bed. Galian was okay with that though. It was more important that pup understand he was safe than where they were sleeping.
Kallion cuddled closer as he was nudged big eyes watching the wolf, and he blinked to him when he heard the words. He nodded faintly and he nosed muzzle and his little body quivered from exhaustion, as it had been such a long day. He kissed Galian’s nose tiredly,”Ar…aroooof,” he repeated half asleep again already and he clung, one arm and a wing over Galian’s side. The other arm curled up into Galian’s front, wing wrapped around Kallion and Galian to keep them warm and safe. Galian was just as much Kallion’s, as Kallion was Galian’s. “…’ama.” The boy fell into a dead sleep.
Totally should have happened.
I half-expected it to happen when he pulled his head down to his chest….yaoi has ruined my expectations. XD
Rest In Peace Stuart Walker. A 28 year old, gay man who was beaten and tied to a lamp-post at the earlier hours of Saturday morning. He was then set on fire, and burnt to death. Homosexuality is found in over 400 species, homophobia is found in one. So, which is natural now?
I do not have a problem with yaoi. Far to the contrary, that’s usually what I RP because both I and NathanialRoyale have so many male characters, but when it comes to Sephiroth I have a lot of trouble personally seeing him with anyone except Cloud, and that’s usually in the enemy non-con/domination sense. I don’t see Genesis and Sephiroth as compatible personalities, and I see Angeal as being extremely straight. Not homophobic, just really straight. And this is even though I love the idea of Angeal/Zack.
As for Sephiroth/Zack….possible when Zack is older, but even that seems like stretching it to me. It just isn’t how I see Sephiroth at all, so I tend to make him more asexual because he just can’t find anyone who he might be interested in and who would be interested back.
So at the insistent pressuring, I’ve given him Mallie, who is played by Nathan as linked up above. You get an OC this time around because I can’t see Sephiroth with anyone in canon.
I have no problem with your pairings, but I still reserve the right to not ship them myself. Please respect my wishes.