Ok this RP is for fan charicters mostly. In here, basically you go along fighting or joining other partys in the RP as your FC. You can't do too much in one post, and no godmodding.If you ever get KO'd, you can wake up 2 posts later. And no looting the victims please. You also control any partners you have in your turn. (I.E. a pet chao or something you summon.)You can always rest in towns but you can't run away to a hotel if you get you are losing a fight. You also can't just attack somebody over and over just for easy kills.
Me and Jeff ae trekking though a plush field just going on an adventure. We head towards a castle on the horizon to see if theres anything cool in there like treasure.
Can you feel the sunshine? Does it brighten up your day? If not, then get crackin'! We still gots lotsa stuff to do! (d)
Zody awoke with a start. "Not another nightmare" He got up pulled on his socks, shoes, pants, singlet, shirt, gloves and his pilots jacket.
When he arrived at the bridge, his captain was waiting. "I trust you're enjoying your stay on the leviathan" "You'd be correct sir"
The leviathan was a huge ship made entirely of metal, it sailed through the skies of wind currents. Only using its engines when necessary. It was currently leaving Orephius to transport troops to war-zones along the coasts of Ivalice. Its troops were mainly Imperials, but some other races mixed in as well.
Everyone had known war was coming. i was just a simple matter of.... How to start it. The Surrons and Holy-people of Mount Ira had massed and were attacking Orephius, Thyclondal, and a host of other countries.
"Head up to the top deck to check on our weapons, and machines" "Yessir"
Zody headed up the deck and he caught up to Dreyn. A good friend of his.
"Hey Zody' Dreyn said "Hey, you feeding tha birds?" Zody said "Yeah, Hey, wanna go downside and check our height?" Dreyn said with a cheeky grin "Sure, why not?" Zody replied. It felt weird being the only person on the Leviathan that knew Dreyn's real name and gender, after all, girls weren't meant to be soldiers. Dreyn has already proved them wrong twice.
NARRATOR: SO THEY HEADED DOWN THE RATLINES TO THE BELLY OF THE SHIP.
Living a life controlled by others.. That's my curse.... Only a tiny pinch of free will, but is that enough? Can this change? Can I be FREE??? One thing I can be sure of: