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Post by EMILIO & DIABLO on Apr 25, 2015 7:20:38 GMT
The poor kid. Oh how it amused Emilio to see Alphonse's expression, though he didn't say anything or react to it. He was already freaking the kid out pretty badly. It wouldn't have been very nice for him to show his amusement after throughly ruining his job at saving his life and showing him away off the pathetic world called Traverse Town.
"Chill out man." He had said as he kept the boy's fingers wrapped around the staff as much as possible. The Corridors of Darkness were not safe for any being with a heart. It was known to corrupt those that did if gotten the chance and used enough. The staff not only allowed him to fly on worlds and travel between worlds, but it kept him safe from any harm that would come to him within the Corridors as long as he touched it.
Once they arrived on the Land of Departure Milo turned back to Alphonse and smile. "Look... Alphonse, No boiling pot of disgusting bugs and things, and no more magic. You just transferred between worlds. What do you think? Pretty cool huh?" He paused and thought to himself, he almost made a scary joke, but decided against it as he had already made the kid just about pee his pants.
"Don't worry. I have no idea what Wasabi is, but it doesn't sound like I'd like it much, so I promise I won't eat you." | CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON, THERE'LL BE PEACE WHEN YOU ARE DONE. LAY YOUR WEARY HEAD TO REST, DON'T YOU CRY NO MORE.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 26, 2015 9:47:41 GMT
Alphonse adjusted his bifocals by the brim as he landed in this new "world". He landed on his backside with a thump, scowling due to the jolt of pain numbing his butt for a few moments. "Guuh! That hurt!"He bellowed with a hand rubbing his sore backside with a shaking head. Emilio's attempt to calm the teenager worked somewhat. Sure, he wasn't going to grind his bone to make his bread, but Alphonse still didn't fully trust the ivory locked male. But, despite his better judgement, he threw caution to the wind and rose to his feet. "We traveled between worlds, huh? Then why aren't we in Shibuya?! There's always something to a little gimmick like "world travel". Oi, Email, lemme guess. You can't travel to Shibuya because you don't know where it is, huh? Of course, of course..."Alphonse stuffed his hands into his trouser pockets and spat out to the side, sucking his bottom lip in annoyance. "What now?" |
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Post by EMILIO & DIABLO on Apr 27, 2015 6:04:07 GMT
When the kid fell Emilio snickered, but wasted no time in babying him or helping him up. His eyes were already searching the area for any people that might be around or any danger there may be even though there usually wasn't much danger to deal with in the Land of Departure. This was simply habit from where he had come from.
"Thats not how it works." He said as he continued to scan the area around them for a few moments. Satisfied he turned back to Alphonse with a smile and spun his staff expertly. "I can get you from one place to another through the Corridors of Darkness and it doesn't really matter if I know how to get to a world or not I can easily find my way."
Then he shifted his gaze to wonder around in the skies, as if searching for the perfect cloud to perch on. "The problem is... If you found yourself on the world of Traverse Town that must mean that your world is covered in darkness and currently cannot be travelled to safely. We need to somehow rescue your world from the darkness." He glanced at the boy and then sighed with slight irritation.
"Its difficult to explain, and I doubt you'd even care to hear the explanation, but lets just say we're here to get some supplies and permission to go on a rescue mission for your world. Does that make sense?" | CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON, THERE'LL BE PEACE WHEN YOU ARE DONE. LAY YOUR WEARY HEAD TO REST, DON'T YOU CRY NO MORE.
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Post by Deleted on May 4, 2015 6:48:40 GMT
Technicalities, technicalities... Alphonse had no idea what Emilio was even going on about. Corridors of Darkness? How in the hell is a long hallway of darkness supposed to take you form world to world?! Okay, sure, they were in a new place and the portal they took screamed corridor-y, but still. Ugh, this was all just too much for teenager and he rather not think about it all to much right about now. So, instead, he took himself to a happy place. A place with candy, meat, and soda. Yeaaaah, this place was much better than the place he was currently in. But when Emilio went to explain how his world was more than likely taken over by the darkness, Alphonse couldn't help but snap back to reality and greet his teeth in anger. "Nah, son. Lemme' hear that explanation. If it's gonna' save Shibuya I'm all ears, princess!"He positioned himself in front of Emilio with a look of determination. Enough with the whole subtle oh woe is me crap. It was time to take action and take it now. He needed to reunite with his little sisters and parents, they were probably worried sick about him! His burning gaze faltered slightly as he proceed what was really said. "Rescue mission? Supplies? Permission? Are there people here who can give me more help than you... I mean no offense, but, yanno'..."He sheepishly rubbed the back of his head before continuing. "If so, then what are we waiting for? Lets go!" |
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Post by EMILIO & DIABLO on May 5, 2015 8:47:43 GMT
There were no words to how amused Alphonse was making Emilio feel. The kid was just so... snarky yet sarcastic, it was brilliant. Calling Milo names and princess. It was totally something that Milo might have done in his darkness. But... He's tried to be... less... of a... jerk?
Meh, whatever. Being a jerk was fun, why should he give that up? Why was he thinking like this? Time to move on. Switching gears. It was time to get out.
"Nah... They can't help you as much as I can. Who knows more about the darkness that surrounds your world then someone who has actually walked among that same darkness?" He asked, the second part much more quietly then the first, almost as if a shame were settling into his chest.
Then he began moving toward the castle where he was sure they could get ready to move out. All the while he thought about his explanation and answer to the boy's questions. He was a doer, not a talker or a teacher. He wasn't used to explaining stuff like this. He'd rather express or show to Alphonse what he wanted to say.
"Its not something that can be just explained. You have told me that you've experienced the power of the Keyblade. In order to safe your world from imminent destruction, you are going to have to use it. That key is the only chance you have of saving it whether you like it or not and there is no other excuse that can be given for the reason the Keyblade chose you to wield it. Your world is in danger and it chose you to protect and save it." Then he furrowed his eyebrows and glanced at Al, realizing just how much weight had been placed into the words he had just spoken.
What else was there to say? Why had the Keyblade chosen Emilio? It didn't... His Master had chosen this for him. And it had led him down dark paths. This kid never asked for the responsibility of the Keyblade. And now Emilio vowed to both protect and to teach the kid beside him how to use the Keyblade. Although, Alphonse would be forced to find it's purpose on his own, as Emilio had never had a full purpose to have the Keyblade. | CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON, THERE'LL BE PEACE WHEN YOU ARE DONE. LAY YOUR WEARY HEAD TO REST, DON'T YOU CRY NO MORE.
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Post by Deleted on May 14, 2015 7:36:29 GMT
Keyblade? Protect? Save...? The World...? Alphonse collapsed forward and clinched his aching stomach. "M-my stomach..."He squirmed on the ground while grunting in sheer displeasure. How was he supposed to save all of Shibuya? Sure, he did it once before, but that was with the help of DoppelGang. But, from what Emilio was saying, it sounded like he had to take this heavy task head on and by himself. "My world... I want to save it... But... I AINT NO HERO, BRO! Sure I can walk the walk and talk the talk. But you've seen those shadowy little assholes. They never stop and will continue to chase you forever! I can't even summon my gloves, dude! I AIN'T FIT FOR THIS SHIT, ELMO! You sure this Bladekey didn't dial the wrong area code? Oi! Oi! Oi!.... My stomach..."He rolled on his stomach and laid eyes on the pearly castle down the way. The castle reminded him of the fairy tales he read his little sisters when they had issues sleeping at night. Tales of brave kings, fearless knights, and forgotten princesses. All he could see was their smiling faces despite all the bullshit he was going through right now. He may not be a hero, but he was a big brother and his little sisters needed him more than ever right now! He slowly rose to his feet with an odd aura of confidence radiating from him. "Gonna' keep it real with you, Iguana. I ain't scared but... Man, listen... I'm willing to do whatever it takes, alright. No more questions, I just want results." |
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Post by EMILIO & DIABLO on May 14, 2015 9:01:06 GMT
 Yeah.... Emilio had never really been the best at explaining things to people. He was better in actions rather then words. Unless it came to insulting. Then he was the word king. Guess that was just how he was raised now wasn't it. He stopped and watched as Alphonse grabbed his stomach and collapsed onto the ground. Oh dear... This kid really wasn't one for taking change now was he? Well... It was a wonder how Emilio dealt with change himself. His life had changed so much it wasn't even funny. He even got fidgety when his life was a common schedule that he lived by. He doubted that he could ever simply settle down and have kids of his own. "My world... I want to save it... But... I AINT NO HERO, BRO! Sure I can walk the walk and talk the talk. But you've seen those shadowy little assholes. They never stop and will continue to chase you forever! I can't even summon my gloves, dude! I AIN'T FIT FOR THIS SHIT, ELMO! You sure this Bladekey didn't dial the wrong area code? Oi! Oi! Oi!.... My stomach..."Emilio snickered slightly, listening to Al talk. If only he knew. Too bad, so sad, it didn't work like that. The life with a keyblade wasn't all that easy for anyone who had access. And it probably never would be unless you found some way to get rid of it. He hasn't found that way yet. It was kind of silly really. It took a little bit of waiting, but finally Alphonse stood up, strangely confident. Why hadn't he interfered before now? What point was there? He rather didn't want to make them worse, and didn't know if "interfering" would be welcomed at all. Besides, Emilio wasn't really that big of a "hugger." "Gonna' keep it real with you, Iguana. I ain't scared but... Man, listen... I'm willing to do whatever it takes, alright. No more questions, I just want results." Emilio raised an eyebrow at the nickname. Iguana? What was that even? Eh, whatever. The "ain't scared" comment got him rather curious too, but he didn't say anything about it. "Good, no more explaining. I'll teach you how to use the Keyblade properly as we go along. It's going to be a rather difficult journey if you're up for it. Unless you are confident you can learn to use it quickly I would attempt to try and summon your gloves, which you said was your main weapon before? That should make the journey easier on you rather then having to use something completely and entirely new. Its not going to be easy in the least."@finalboss00 |
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Post by Deleted on May 19, 2015 8:46:20 GMT
Alphonse's face lit up in glee, that styling white Mohawk of his standing on end. "You'll find a way to bring Straight Bangga' to me?!"Straight Bangga', the name Alphonse dubbed the indestructible metal boxing gloves he used to save Shibuya from the brink of destruction. Now, If Emilio really could find a way to achieve what he could not, Alphonse would no longer be a helpless little puppy with his tail between his legs. He'd become the complete opposite, a hunger Rottweiler with snarling canines ready to snap and lock jaws around the looming darkness invading his home world. Just thinking about it brought the teenager a sense of control—something he lacked ever since his "sudden change of scenery". He took to a southpaw boxing stance and began an expert display of shadow boxing. "With Straight Bangga' the darkness stands no chance, bro!"He dismissed the other words of Emilio, the string flowing into one ear and out the other. He had no desire to learn how to utilize the Keyblade, and he cared very little on how difficult such work would be due to not having any real desire. All he needed was his gloves and Shibuya would be as good as saved/rescued. However, one fact remained lingering in the back of his mind... From past experiences, Straight Bangga' destroyed the darkness, but it only came back stronger time and time again. However, with the Keyblade, once he vanquished a piece it stayed gone. Tch, technicalities... He'll cross that bridge once he gets there. Until then, he continued to enjoy the fact he might one day soon be reunited with his primary weapon. "I don't care how hard it gets, Email. These fists of mine carried me miles and won me countless fights. These puppies are still packed with power, bro. Best believe that!" |
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Post by EMILIO & DIABLO on May 20, 2015 9:25:29 GMT
The excitement that lit up the kid's face was enough to cause Emilio to smile. He could go through all the "What if..." Comments in his own head, but nothing would ready him or his new friend for the journey ahead except action. He was excited himself for a mission and would probably have to teach Alphonse how to use the Keyblade anyway, because like it or not, the Keyblade was much more effective and efficient. He just needed Al to be a little bit more useful in combat while he was the main attack. "C'mon silly, lets go get ready for an adventure." He said laughing as he waved at him to follow. "We have to do some packing before hand. Its going to be a long and difficult journey." [NOTES: SO THIS IS GOING TO BE MY LAST POST. SORRY ITS SHORT. I HAD A DIFFERENT ONE BUT I LOST IT. I AM GOING TO START THE MISSION THREAD TOMORROW. YOU CAN POST A LAST POST HERE IF YOU WANT.]@finalboss00 |
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