AHHHHHHH!!!!! NO MORE OC'S! I have plenty everyone thanks! I will, however accept up to six more main bad guy's. I have so far Aerick Bosnar and the other three (I forgot the names. I'm sorry I'm not looking at the stat sheets right now .) There are ten men in the Archon Circle. Yes men, because they are jerks and don't think a woman can be evil, however there can be women bad guys that work for the men. ^_^
Lexiter stood in the training room looking at the weak cadets. She looked over at Sypher who had agreed to help with the session, to make up for being so insensitive the past couple of days.
Sypher grinned at the new cadets and twirled his staff, causing them to stare in amazement. A few of them laughed.
"What do you think you can do with that?" One of the men sneered. The man was about thirty, and Lexiter was amazed he had even made it in.
"I'd watch your mouth old man," Sypher answered back, holding his staff out. "You don't know what I can do."
"Hit me?" The man turned and laughed with his group. Lexiter pointed to him.
"You're first." The man smiled and strode forward to the marked off area. He turned back to the others and winked. Sypher held the staff against the ground at angle in his left hand, his right on his hip, feet crossed at the ankles. The other man pulled out a two foot blade, Sypher laughing.
"Do you want to know what its name is?"
"What?"
"My staff. Don't you want to know what I call her?"
"Whatever."
"Her name's Shock Therapy." The man laughed.
"That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard." Sypher laughed with him, unnerving the man. Lexiter grinned.
"Begin."
Sypher waited, letting his body get ready to battle as the other man charged at him. He swung the staff up and blocked the man, stepping back. He turned and rushed at him, tapping him on the back. The man spun and swung again, Sypher quickly dodging out of the way.
"Is that ALL you got, old man?" The man seethed with anger, a few beads of sweat dotting his face. He rushed at Sypher again and nearly tripped. Sypher took that into account and swung Shock Therapy under the man's knees, making him go flat on his face. He grinned and held the staff out at arm's length. He bent his knees slightly and placed the staff along his back in a clip. He raised his arms and a bolt of lightning struck the downed man. The man groaned, his energy completely depleted.
Sypher grinned at Lexiter and turned to the other white-faced cadets, not even slightly tired. "Anyone else wanna play?" No one made a move. "Aw, come on! How the fuck do you expect to survive if you can't beat little ole me?"
"Maybe the should start with someone that doesn't use magic. They can't yet," Lexiter said, looking around at the others that had decided to help them. "Aeris, why don't you take a shot?"
Aeris walked up the area marked out on the floor, looking unhappy with herself. Somehow she had let Spike talk her into helping out.
"It'll be fun," he had said, grinning slyly. "Show them ahead of time to leave you alone." Aeris somehow had agreed and now regretted it. She pulled out her pistol and empty the gun of the real bullets it contained, handing them to BlackJack. BlackJack nodded and counted, just to be sure, then handed her some practice rounds that would only stun.
"You." Lexiter said, pointing to another older man, who was in his late twenties, early thirties.
"You expect me to fight a gun?" He asked, placing his hands on his hips. "And a girl?"
"She can take care of herself," Spike said angrily. She turned to him and frowned.
"I can't hit a girl!" The man said.
"It's not like you'll even get the chance," she replied, infuriating the man. He stepped into the area and crouched down, fists raised. Aeris held the pistol at her side and waited for the command.
"Begin," BlackJack said, crossing her arms. The man ran at Aeris, and threw himself into the punch. She jumped out of the way gracefully and aimed her gun at his back, squeezing. A tiny pop sounded as it hit him and he groaned.
"Whining over that? It didn't even penetrate your skin. How do you expect to survive out there?" She taunted, leaping straight into the air as he ran at her again, kicking her foot to the side and hitting his back. He turned and grabbed her leg, slamming her down onto the ground. Spike stood up, ready to help her when Aeris laughed and flipped onto her back, kicking her free leg at his face. His lip exploded with blood and Aeris pointed her gun at his chest and pulled the trigger twice. He fell over gasping for breath and she held the gun up by her head, the other hand on her hip.
"You are all pathetic. You disgust me!" BlackJack yelled angrily at the cadets as she handed Aeris her bullets. Aeris and Spike turned and left, walking down the hall.
"That was great Aeris!" She nodded and kept walking back to their separate rooms. "You know, I love you," he smiled, taking her arm. She smiled back slightly and walked.
"I know," was all she said.
Ebonie wandered down the hall to the café without her rifle when she ran into a wandering Tidus and Yuna. They looked lost.
"Hey!" She called and they stopped, watching her approach. "You're two of the new people, right?"
"Yeah," he answered. "From Spira. Is there any place to eat around here?" His stomach growled loudly just then and Ebonie burst out laughing.
"Of course there is! We have some of the best food down here. Come on, I'll show you." She led them down the hall towards a large, open café and pulled them to the line. "Just let them know what you want." Tidus looked at the menu and frowned, not recognizing anything. "Oh! I forgot! Have the macaroni and cheese today. It's good." She said. Tidus and Yuna nodded, taking their food and following Ebonie.
Michael came strolling out of his room wearing baggy black sweatpants, highly unusual for him, and head to the gym. He felt the sudden urge to beat the crap out of sandbag or two. He couldn't explain it, he just felt angry. As he was walking there he met up the with much shorter Alessa Manson. He looked down at her and nodded.
"Where are you going?" She asked softly.
"The gym."
"Mind if I join you?" She asked. He looked down at her and nodded, noticing she was wearing black pants and a red shirt, completely exposing her belly and her red butterfly tattoo.
"Why not." They walked the rest of the way in silence and Alessa walked up to one of the sandbags, staring at it for a moment, before walking over to a small station. She pushed a few buttons and loud, old music came on from the beginning of the twenty-first century. She sighed and went back to the punching bag and started wailing on it.
Michael watched her for a moment before following her lead, and pouring out everything onto the bag. He spun, lifting his leg as high as it would go, kicking at where the head would be.
"Nice." Alessa said, with vague interest. He nodded and went back to visualizing the bag as the Circle.
Alessa also visualized her bag was the Circle, but for her own reasons. The people who had trained her had been killed by them, and she would make sure they paid for it. Sweating, she threw her last amount of energy into the bag, nearly splitting it in the process. She took a deep breath and watched as a little sand flew out of it.
"Anger management?" Michael asked somewhat humorously. She nodded, smiling a bit.
"I can't believe Brenton sent them to Sanria. It doesn't make sense." She said quietly, but loudly enough to hear over the music. Michael nodded.
"I've never seen her that upset, and I don't want to again. It was rather, disturbing." She nodded, frowning. It wasn't good for a captain to loose their composure. Daniel, Lexiter, and Jen had their loyalties. Everyone that wasn't a cadet would USUALLY do what they wanted, though there were those moments everyone wanted to do it their own way. But for the cadet's to see that. . . it could only bring trouble.
Zuzu walked back to Jen's room and knocked on it before pushing it open. "Wait, this shouldn't be open," she noticed after and ran into the room. Jen wasn't there.
"Oh FUCK!" She yelled and ran out the room down the hall. Damon's door was open. She threw it open farther. Jen stood putting Damon's things in a large box. "Girl what the fuck you think you doing?! You should be in bed! What you think you doing with his stuff?" Jen turned and looked at her, eyes dull, but she stood straight and looked close to being back to normal.
"What? I can't understand you when you get all worked up like that."
"I said, what you think you doing with his stuff? You SHOULD be in bed, mon!"
"I'm packing it up to send to his family."
"Damon has family left?"
"His aunt." Zuzu lowered her head for a second.
"Oh." She watched as Jen sorted through some of the stuff. "Are you, eh, going to keep some of it?"
"Of course." She showed her the pile. "His favorite jacket. I have to keep that. I would regret it later. And the pictures." Zuzu sighed as she looked at the few pictures of them, all smiling. Jen hardly smiled anymore, even before he was killed.
"What about his weapons?"
"You mean his gloves?"
"Yeah. You should keep them too. They were strong. Might come in handy one day."
"I would think he would-"
"Want you to have them. Jen, do this later. You aren't ready to do this yet."
"Well I have to clear his room out. We need the space."
"I thought you said we didn't." Zuzu put her hands on her hips and Jen couldn't help but laugh.
"Alright, so we do. But I don't want an empty room next to mine. It's too quiet." Zuzu had to agree. She grabbed a box and helped Jen start moving the stuff into her room.
Cid paced the room he was in and started swearing. "I'm almost out of fuckin' cigarettes! What the fuck am I supposed to do now?" He demanded. Cloud looked at him, and eyebrow raised. "I can't LIVE without them!" He held his hands to his head, angrily ripping the almost empty pack from his goggles. The door swung open and Jen stood there with Zuzu and three taller men. Cid looked up at them and frowned.
"I hope everybody is ready to start training."
"Training? We don't need to. We know how to fuckin' fight." Cid said angrily.
"But are you up to par with our standards? And it would be really beneficial if you knew how to shoot a gun."
Zuzu looked up at the guys and smiled, them standing in height order. Tifa noticed and laughed. "This is Alex, Oren, and Badguy." She introduced them and smiled sweetly at Sanders, who winked at her. She grinned and then turned to the others as Badguy walked in and pulled the cigarette from his lips, taking Tifa's hand and kissing it. She blushed and Cloud stood straighter, arms crossed and a frown on his face. Yuffie watched as Badguy approached her and did the same, a blush creeping over her face. Vincent watched with slight amusement as Badguy then turned and approached Cid, who promptly backed up.
"You need some cigarettes? Try these. They're great." He said and tossed him a pack. Cid looked joyously at the Marlboro's he was passed and pulled one out, lighting it. He breathed in and sighed.
"Yes, they are." He placed the pack on his goggles. "Thanks. This is fuckin' great."
"Yeah. Watch out though. There are some bastards out there that sell the worst shit ever and charge it at the most outrageous fucking prices. It's bullshit!" Cid grinned as Tifa and Yuffie frowned. Vincent looked slightly more amused. Jen looked down at Nanaki and smiled.
"I would be very interested in watching you fight." She said. He nodded and lay on the ground, bored. Vincent's eyes flicked to her wrists again and saw one bandage. She noticed him looking again and frowned, closing herself up. She pulled the gloves tighter down her wrists and motioned for them to follow. Jen turned to Alex.
"Hey, why don't you go find that Wakka kid, the one that came in with BlackJack. He was holding a ball like weapon. Maybe you could help him out with your soccer skills." Alex beamed.
"Alright." He grinned and ran off to his room, laughing. He didn't know how someone could use a ball as a weapon in a battle, but he figured it wouldn't hurt to give it a shot. He pounded on the door he remembered them being led to and when it opened a very confused looking Wakka stood there.
"Hey, what's happening, ya?"
"I'm supposed to take you for training."
"Training, eh? You know how to play blitzball?"
"Uh, we don't have something like that on this planet, but we have soccer."
"Soccer?"
"Yeah, it involves a ball like yours."
"Oh, ya? Alright, I'll go wit ya." He turned to Rikku who was reclining on a couch near a calm Auron. "I'll catch you guys later." Alex grinned back at the girl inside and winked. She smiled brightly.
"Mind if I go?" She asked. Alex frowned.
"I was told only Wakka, sorry. Next time." He winked at her and she giggled for a second before leaning back on the couch.
I know! I didn't get all the characters in! Also, I am no longer taking anymore characters unless they are bad GUYS (we need 6 more for the circles) and if there are a few bad girls, I would take them too, but they wouldn't be the main baddies. ^_^ ::grinning:: Apparently baddie is a word because my spell check let me get away with it!! Anyway, I will post the rest of the characters that were emailed to me soon, as well as Sypher and Bennett's stats. Maybe a bit about Damon if you want to know (yeah, I kill him before the story starts but I still write a stat sheet for him….. I'm pathetic!) Also, remember if there are any requests for your characters to do something, or any ideas, I'm open! ^_^
To DragonLady8: yes the characters can be baddies. . . ^_^ Also, could you send more stuff about your character, like more history and stuff, and how she acts to other OC's and game characters: especially the captains Daniel, Lexiter and Jen. . .and what would she do if Sypher or BadGuy hit on her. . . ::grins as evil thoughts flow through her head of what she will next do to poor, poor Syph. . .^_^::
To PokemonJoe: . I hate to say it but I can't use your character in this fic. While she sounds interesting, I'm afraid I'm not taking characters that are crossovers from other games (even if she was an original) If you made her just a regular alien or person from another dimension that's fine, and she is very interesting, but this is for Final Fantasy people solely, and OC's that come from either those worlds (though preferably not, I prefer them to be from earth or have lived on earth quite a bit of their lives) or from Earth. Sorry.
And because I'm too lazy and don't want to readjust the top after I did all that, the new people (that popped in while I was writing this! ^_~) Red Mage Neko, Dragon Lady8, and CursedAngelofSephiroth.
The new OC's are: Shock (who I would love to hear more about his past and go into detail and stuff. He sounds interesting. You can email it to me if you don't want to post it. ^_~), Ryu Gin, and Reise.