Mid-Town Melee (Red)
Sept 1, 2007 10:49:54 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Sept 1, 2007 10:49:54 GMT -5
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y-QxigvT2K4&mode=related&search= This is the Twilight Town battle music during Roxas' story.)
Silver everywhere. Flexible, glowing strange bodies moved about in rapid motions, surrounding their target: a young swordsman named Rave. The creatures envied him, as he had one thing they didn't... a heart. So, since they didn't have one of their own, they thought they could steal his. One, a strange, humanoid-shaped Nobody called a Dusk twisted and writhed through the air, attempting to strike the youth.
The creature attacked in vain, however, as Rave merely knocked it back with a blow from his sword. "Man, I just never get a break... Heartless here, Nobodies there... what's next, the jolly green giant?" the swordsman joked in an irritated tone. There were many of the creatures all around, each taking a different shape or form. Some were small and almost spherical, the Creepers, while others were agile and flexible, the Dancers. Only three types? What was this, a joke? The Dancers always gave Rave a hastle, but the others were an easy task.
Twirling his sword through the air, Ryujin's blade began to become encrusted in ice, quickly growing in length. "I think I've had enough of this..." he muttered, slicing around. He hit many, but they refused to stay down, instead simply regrouping and trying again. "Oh c'mon! I have enough problems with my personal life, and now you guys just won't give up?" Rave asked with disdain, already knowing the answer.
Silver everywhere. Flexible, glowing strange bodies moved about in rapid motions, surrounding their target: a young swordsman named Rave. The creatures envied him, as he had one thing they didn't... a heart. So, since they didn't have one of their own, they thought they could steal his. One, a strange, humanoid-shaped Nobody called a Dusk twisted and writhed through the air, attempting to strike the youth.
The creature attacked in vain, however, as Rave merely knocked it back with a blow from his sword. "Man, I just never get a break... Heartless here, Nobodies there... what's next, the jolly green giant?" the swordsman joked in an irritated tone. There were many of the creatures all around, each taking a different shape or form. Some were small and almost spherical, the Creepers, while others were agile and flexible, the Dancers. Only three types? What was this, a joke? The Dancers always gave Rave a hastle, but the others were an easy task.
Twirling his sword through the air, Ryujin's blade began to become encrusted in ice, quickly growing in length. "I think I've had enough of this..." he muttered, slicing around. He hit many, but they refused to stay down, instead simply regrouping and trying again. "Oh c'mon! I have enough problems with my personal life, and now you guys just won't give up?" Rave asked with disdain, already knowing the answer.